18+ /Riya Writes/ Be kind my lovely losers
Public transit be like your bus is due .....now! ........now! .....any second now.......okay now! Just kidding uhh..............now! Okay itll be 17 minutes ☺️ hope that helps. Aw shit we sent the invisible bus again
so we’re all familiar with the little animations that happen during important romantic scenes
but let’s talk about Issac. Issac spends most of the season confused about his sexuality and feeling that something is wrong with him.
When he discovers asexuality at the art school, he gets the leaf animation we’re used to seeing for the couples. When the art about crush culture is being explained to him, Issac can see that the artist is proud of being asexual; eager to explain his identity to a stranger viewing his piece. He is overwhelmed with the fact that he not only isn’t broken, but that his sexuality is something someone could be so proud of having.
The leaves still represent love, but instead of romantic love, it’s self love.
Pairing: Rafe x Reader
Warning: smut, Rafe is v subby
A/N: Just thinking about fucking Rafe and shutting him up
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You loved seeing Rafe like this. His head pushed back as he tried to conceal his moans that were borderline whines. It was the first time he ever actually let you have him like this. Under you, trembling, pathetic almost.
Pairing: bestfriend! Rafe x Reader
Word Counts: 2.9K
Warning: depictions of drugs, mean parents, Flashbacks but Reader and Rafe are 19, mentions of Rehab, mentions of voices, very soft unrealistic Rafe, also slight rizz using aforementioned voices
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Rafe Cameron had been your best friend for eight years. You had hated him at one point of course because if a person only saw Rafe’s exterior behavior then their first thought should be hate. But when you were nine, at the Cameron house playing with Sarah while your dads did whatever, you found Rafe in a corner just staring at the wall.
You found this unusual because nobody had put Rafe in the corner, and you weren’t sure why he was just sitting there. So you, being naturally curious, asked him. He flinched at the sound of your voice, so focused on the wall that he didn’t hear your footsteps approach.
“It’s supposed to help me.” He tells you without turning.
saw someone refer to not knowing how to keep track of your money as "girl math" ......why are we in this weird era of treating women like idiots but repackaging it to sound cute and quirky. We All Need To Stop
