I definitely have good taste in men.
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Brothers.
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₊˚⊹˚ 𐙚 WHEN YOU KNOW, YOU KNOW
a pogue!sweetheart!reader series by rafesangelita ©
POGUE PRINCESS AND KOOK KING who would’ve thought that the ultraviolent rafe cameron could fall for the girl who baked sweets for a living? with the island being divided into two parts; figure eight and the cut, the rich and the poor, high class and low class, there’s no room to dabble in both. with the cameron’s being the most prestigious family on kildare island, rafe has a reputation to uphold, and dating a pogue just won’t cut it. once ward gets word of his son’s whirlwind of a romance, he threatens his place to be next in line to run the family business. in the eyes of a man who views everything, even love, to be transactional, ward will do whatever it takes to keep you and rafe apart. with everything rafe worked so hard for on the line, and the unwavering devotion he has for you, he’s torn between the two worlds that should never collide; business and pleasure.
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₊˚⊹♡ PROLOGUE
WORD COUNT: 2.8k
SUMMARY: nothing could’ve ever prepared you for the handsome kook that came crashing into your life.. quite literally. it’s hard to think that at one point you and rafe didn’t know one another, especially since you two have spent every passing day together for the last four months.
₊˚⊹♡ CHAPTER ONE
WORD COUNT: 2.2k
SUMMARY: with sarah out of the house, the only sibling that wheezie has to ask to cover for her sneaking out is rafe.. except all ends of their deal goes flying out the window when rafe finds out the party wheezie wants to go to is being thrown on the cut. what started out as an argument soon turned into a confessional as both rafe and wheezie rat each other out, his ‘pogue girlfriend’ included..
₊˚⊹♡ CHAPTER TWO
WORD COUNT: 4.5k
SUMMARY: you were ecstatic when rafe told you that you two would finally be having dinner with his family, having been wanting to meet the people closest to him for months now. however, this so called ‘family dinner’ takes a turn when you and rafe are suddenly sitting at a table with ward who insists on interrogating you about who you are and what your true intentions are with his son..
₊˚⊹♡ CHAPTER THREE
WORD COUNT: 2.2k
SUMMARY: just when you thought things couldn’t get any worse than they already did, ward pays you a visit while rafe is out for a business meeting and gives you an ultimatum that only has one end result no matter what choice you decide to make: hurting rafe.
₊˚⊹♡ CHAPTER FOUR
WORD COUNT: 1.9k
SUMMARY: making the hardest decision you’ve ever had to make in your life, rafe is heartbroken, driving himself to damn near insanity before he decides to do something he should’ve done months ago..
₊˚⊹♡ CHAPTER FIVE
WORD COUNT: 1.7k
SUMMARY: finding you when he thought all hope was lost, rafe decides that this is the last time you two will ever be separated.. til’ death do you part.
₊˚⊹♡ CHAPTER SIX
coming soon <3
₊˚⊹♡ CHAPTER SEVEN
coming soon <3
₊˚⊹♡ CHAPTER EIGHT
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MATTHEW SIMMONS MY BABY LOVE
Pairing: Matt Simmons x Fem reader
Description: Matt helps you through one of the most painful migraines in your life
It truly felt as if someone had stuck an ice pick in your head then shot you all in one as the pain grew worse leading you to get sick before laying under the covers in the dark whimpering in pain as you tried to sleep. Matt walks through the front door after coming back from a three week long case in Connecticut but he's confused when you don't come running up to him like you always did whenever he came home especially after a case that took longer, he goes upstairs to find the bedroom door ajar while the room was swallowed in darkness as he hears your cries turning on the lamp to see your form under the covers slowly moving them off only to see you in complete agony as you opened your eyes just enough to squint to see without putting yourself in more pain as tears flowed down your face while putting the covers back over you. He knew immediately that you were having a terrible migraine which you've had throughout most of your life and there had been a few bad ones but not this bad as he grabbed a cold bottled water from the fridge and extra strength Tylenol but not before making you a warm meal, you slowly lean up in the darkness as he walked back in and handed you the plate of chicken, mashed potatoes, and peas enjoying the meal since you hadn't eaten after getting sick before when the migraine began to hit you like a car hitting a brick wall but at different speeds every ten minutes and it was truly unbearable at this point as you laid down after taking the tylenol and sipping on the cold water. You looked at matt after your eyes adjusted back to the dark as he slowly massaged both sides of your temples which helped you relax better and food being on your belly was an added help along with the comforting warmth from the covers, you slowly dozed off as the tylenol slowly took effect and matt still massaging your head until you were finally asleep waking up a few hours later to find matt at the foot of the bed folding laundry before stripping down to his boxers and throwing his clothes in the hamper when he sees you watching him that made a sweet smile form on his face while pressing a kiss to your forehead before laying down and holding you in his arms feeling relieved not to see you in pain like earlier and slowly lulling you back to sleep with the warmth of his body like a cocoon of safety and love while his hand ran along your side even after you were asleep running his fingers through your hair until he was fast asleep with you.
holy fuck
no buts only jealous jake sully making sure you remember you’re his, claiming your body and fucking you until you’re left with his scent all over you? i’m definitely writing that. — i just have a this kink i can’t even name and it’s not ok.
warnings – pure filth, no plot just jake sully reminding you who you owns you, dumpification, sort of angry sex, crying, doggy, tummy pressing, one slight spank mention, rough sex, jake saying ‘smartfuck’ as a thing, that’s it for now i think? ; wc 1.1k!
“thinkin’ you’re a smartfuck huh?” — jake sully (⨳)
jake was angry, he was so angry that he was snapping his hips into you mercilessly, just knocking your breath and fucking your gut to place it right.
your skin flaming hot, body sweaty and sticky with your slick nectar, you hear jake grunt while he fucks you. “jake,” your soft voice surfacing in the air, your inside tightens when you feel his engorged tip teasing your cervix.
“shut up and fuckin’ take it, will ya?” he wasn’t the type to be mean during sex but jake doesn’t give a flying fuck right now. he needs to show you how he was going to handle your minx attitude.
you moan as he continuously plunge into your cunt and feel how he wrapped his arms on your waist to pull you meet his thrust.
“just like that,” he lowly moans, watching how your pink folds take open and he sinks into you, becoming one soul with his lover girl. “fuck me, do it baby, fuck me back.” you don’t say a word, moan rolling out from your lips.
the sight of you was pleasing to jake.
your hair displayed everywhere, back perfectly arched and ass perched out for him. he loved every single drop of it, of you.
your head is aching when he screws you mercilessly. “oh– wai…jake!” your sweaty hands fist on the mattress under you. you could feel the annoyance and hurt feelings from the way his cock drills into you.
“that stunt you pulled there, what did you think you did huh?” his angry hiss makes you shiver. “going all around and flirting with those men.” the way he says every word only caused you to feel more nervous.
jake was suddenly leaning towards you, hovering above you until you’re pressed to the mattress and jake was pushing his body on you. “you think you’re smart huh?” he awfully chuckles.
screaming to the pillow when he fully bottoms out, you shake your head and jake only clicks his tongue.
his large hands sliding over your arm until they reach your small fist and pin you there, his drenched chest pressing to your back while you’re stuffed with his cock. “thinkin’ you’re a smartfuck and thought i won’t notice?”
“you’re mine.” he growls to your ear, grazing his teeth on the lobe. “mine to have and own.” of course jake knew you belong to yourself but right now? no, no one but he owns you.
your muffled yells of pleasure keeps pushing him, tightening his heavy balls that slaps with your skin when he fucks you.
still draping himself on top of you, he forcefully sneaks his hand to your stomach. a little below your navel and thinking of simulating your clit but something moans him audibly moan.
the noticeable bulge pressing to his palm while he was still inside you, disappearing from his touch when he withdrew and appeared when he plunged his cock in you. “fuck,” he hissed, feeling his pelvis flip hard.
you on other hand, bring your head up and mewl a cry out when he press his palm on your pelvis. it felt, you felt so good and full.
he moved his hand away just to bring it up and hold you, you don’t notice how he guides you to your own tummy to make you feel him inside you.
you both moan, jake placing his hand over yours while you’re feeling him pushing over your hands when he was completely inside you. he was so big and you loved it.
“feel me baby?” he asks, pushing your hands more. “feel how i even poke on your skin?” you only nod, drool starting to leave your mouth, you looked like a thristy pet.
you feel jake lean his forehead on the back of your neck, grunting when he you tighten around his girth cock.
your pussy was pulsing, having you whimpering with every thrust. “you know no one makes you feel good like me.” he knew you. “i know your body more that that bitch you flirted with, i know everything about you.”
he was psychotic yet you loved him the way he was.
“say it.” he pulls his hips almost pulling out of you. “tell me i’m the only one.”
your chest heaves, closing your eyes when you feel him deeper than ever. “you’re…i’m yours.” he chuckles, finding you cute when you’re fucked up to even make a sentence. “you’re close.” he warns, hips picking up rougher and strong pace.
“oh god,” you claim, very spent and throat dry. “jake, i’m gon…” your eyes screw shut when it comes hard, crushing you down. “that’s it, milking me so fucking wet and good like you always are.” he praises you.
you lazily lay on the mattress while jake fucks himself on top of you. you whine, the pleasure starting to become too much. “so good for me, i’m so close.” he coos at you.
his large hand patting on your head like it would help you. “you’re doing great, just let— shit!” he closes his eyes, throwing his head back gently and coming. “hm, so fucking beautiful.” he groans, watching his cum leak out of you and paint your skin.
once you two feel yourself coming back to reality, jake laughs softly. “that was amazing.” he says and you only hum. “not gonna talk to me?” he tries and you only keep ignoring him.
“princes—“ you cut him off. “just don’t punch anyone else from now on, he was helping me and not flirting.” jake feels his gut knot, you’re still upset. “i’m sorry” he apologize while still his cock was deep inside you.
“i don’t want to think about it, i want to sleep.” you demand and jake nods, deciding he’ll just clean you up and you will rest. “i love you.” he mutters, pulling out of you.
“i love you too.” the upset tone was still there but what makes jake fall for you more was how you assured him you loved him even though how mad you’re at him.
“i’ll be back.” you hear himself before leaving the shared mattress with you.
my eyes y’all MY EYES ARE NOT EVEN OPENING, goodnight imma head to sleep, this literally took me one hour to finish and that’s the longest i have sat to write. ugh.
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Neteyam got fed up.
idea I had that made me laugh that I didn’t care to take serious. If only high camp had fabric markers and extra T shirts. Would have saved so much time.
the song "big boy" belongs to jake sully now ....... sorry sza
This is who he is.
“Those poor boys”
“She deserves to be punished too.”
“I’m not saying I support rape, but-”
“Sorry to say - she deserved it.”
“She put herself in harm’s way”
“But if she was fingered, then that’s not rape.”
“She ruined their lives.”