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obsessive ex-boyfie rafe who scares everyone away. like if he sees you talking to a guy he’ll beat the absolute shit out of him or he’ll tell your friends lies so that they won’t be your friend anymore. & when you have no one left he calls you and he acts all broken hearted. “come back to daddy baby I miss you.” as he’s secretly laughing on the other end. & yk you shouldn’t but he’s all you have left. next thing yk he’s fucking you absolutely stupid. “so glad you came back to me kiddo…don’t ever leave daddy again, yeah?” (god he’s so mean & protective I need him)
literally on the ground sobbing right now ‘cause he’s so awful but so perfect. kiddo has me 😵💫😵💫😵💫 he really knows all the things to do and say to keep you right where he wants you… it’s unfair but ummm… you guess you wouldn’t mind being stuck with your rafey forever ‘n ever…
content / warnings -> 18+, MDNI. dark / taboo themes ahead — please read at your own risk. f!reader, dark & mean!rafe, crying, toxic relationship/dynamic, mentions of blood, allusions to violence, car sex, daddy kink, choking.
you’re blubbering. crying so hard that your lungs burn and drool slips past your lips, nearly making yourself choke. you sniffle loudly, nuzzling your face into rafe’s shoulder because that’s the only comfort you can afford at the moment as you cover the expensive material in your tears.
he doesn’t mind the mess. you’ve both been in this position one too many times before to start caring now.
“c’mon, kiddo…” his voice is deceptively soft. saccharine and syrupy as he presses a few lingering kisses to your dewy forehead— “stop cryin’ for me, okay? you know why i had to do it, yeah? can’t have anyone taking you away from me.”
nodding. that’s all you can bring yourself to do, while he pets and soothes you with his hands that probably still have dried blood on them and bruised, busted knuckles.
everything about him is cruel. from how he loves to how he fights. your head spins, unable to believe that you’re once again in the backseat of his truck, in his lap and feeling crushed into a million pieces that he’ll build back up just to fuck with all over again— “let daddy make it better.”
there’s no way he could actually make it better. but you’ll let him pretend by helping you seat yourself on his cock, pushing your skirt up and yanking your panties to the side. your breathing becomes ragged as you sink down on each inch, feeling complete for the first time in weeks when you’re flush against him and full of his dick.
a mixture of pleasure and disgust pools in your tummy, while pain blooms where his fingers sink into you— your thighs, your ass, your hips. anywhere he can get a good hold on you that allows him to fuck whatever’s left of your brain out of your head. it’s not a difficult task for him to do. he knows everything and anything about you, knows you’re about to cum all over his lap when you catch your bottom lip between your teeth and can only slur out “daddy.”
“never leaving daddy again, huh?” rafe’s question is ground out through his teeth, and you know he expects a response when he suddenly has a grip on your throat, cooing in feigned concern when you whimper— “you’re fuckin’ lucky i don’t smack some sense into you, baby… such a silly girl for thinking you could ever live without me.”









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🟌 Rafe being the type to spam you with messages after a fight.
Female reader
WARNINGS: Toxic Relationship.
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A few hours after a nasty fight - which had him storming out of the house to calm down - is when Rafe realizes that you’ve gone out.
Where? He doesn’t know.
He knows you’ll eventually return, but the hours pass and it’s night already and you still haven't returned back to him, apologizing for talking back to him.
His messages start slowly, sweetly begging you to return home, that he didn’t mean any of his cruel words, that he’ll make it up to you.
Empty promises to be better, that he’ll get help, that he’ll be a better boyfriend for you.
You don’t reply back, but the messages are read.
Soon the messages begin multiplying, several by the minute, to the point that he’s practically spamming you.
The tone getting dangerously scary as he promises you that you’re gonna regret very much if you don’t get your ass back home in five minutes.
It’s safe to say that his messages don’t exactly encourage you to return back to him, the screen of your phone showing the dozens of messages that start piling up in your inbox.
But when Rafe starts throwing more serious threats, that’s enough for you to reluctantly return - even if you don’t want to.