the things i would for peepaw joel
my corpse friend
pairing: rafe cameron x humanexperiment!reader
summary: after the death of his father, rose taking wheeze with her and sarah not even acknowledging his existence, a sad and lonely but prideful rafe decides to use his money to finance the project of a young and ambitious scientist who assures he can built him the perfect life partner.
warnings: +18 mdni! mention of death, and human corpses used for experimentation. justified physical description of reader (reader not feeling comfortable in her own body is an important part of the story). past trauma. reader hating everything about herself. suicidal thoughts. taking the people pleasing too far. emotional dependency. mention of blood and several other body fluids. not scientifically accurate as the heart and brain are used as a metaphor of human behavior. some could consider this includes necrophiliac tendencies (her body is synthetic but her vital organs and other internal systems are from death people). sexual content. p in v. dubcon. creampie. corruption kink. soft dom rafe. emotional violence. cheating. not happy ending.
dead dove🕊️ the insanely long paragraph of tws is there for a reason, prioritize yourself.
𝜗𝜚 poppy talks₊ ˚ ・ so this was supposed to be a silly creepy self indulgent one shot but i got carried away. now this became my way to deal with my stuff in a multiple part fic. i'm so getting locked up for this one.
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my corpse friend
my corpse girlfriend
my corpse burden
my real girlfriend
my corpse
Ur blog is so so beautiful 🩷🩷😩😩
omg thank you so much for saying that! i'm literally going to cry you're so sweet!
they're about to save lives
I KNOW THOSE HANDS ANYWHERE
Drew in Haims new video coming out Wednesday 😭👀
i wanna beat the shit out of him
synopsis: you move to new york to start fresh, hoping to find comfort in the city’s atmosphere. that’s when you meet sarah cameron, where she takes you to a concert and you catch sight of the lead band member, rafe cameron. it only takes a moment for you to realize you’re captivated by him. as sarah helps you navigate your new life in the city, you start to get pulled deeper into rafe's world—the music, the fame, the chaos. the more you get to know him, the more you realise that rafe is not just the rock star he seems to be. he’s wrestling with his own demons, and the last thing he needs is someone like you getting close.
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cw: language, alcohol, mentions of drugs
please listen to ghost of you by 5sos for this chapter and done with you by omar apollo!!
the second stage of heartbreak, anger.
and that is all you felt when you woke up that morning. pure burning hatred for rafe cameron.
the sadness had drained you. completely. you had spent the last few weeks drowning in it, letting it consume you, break you, rip you apart. but now?
the sadness was gone.
replaced by rage.
it was a slow burn at first, simmering beneath your skin as you stared at your reflection in the mirror. puffy eyes, tear-stained cheeks, a hollow expression. you barely recognised yourself.
and all of it, every single ounce of it, was because of him.
rafe fucking cameron.
the boy you had given everything to. the boy who had held your heart in his hands, only to toss it aside like it was nothing. like you were nothing.
you thought back to that picture, the way he kissed her, held her, touched her like you hadn’t just spent months loving him, like you hadn’t bared your entire soul to him.
your hands clenched into fists at your sides, a bitter laugh escaping your lips. had it always been this easy for him? had he been waiting for an excuse to move on? had he ever even loved you at all?
the anger flared in your chest, hot and suffocating.
fine.
if rafe could move on, so could you.
you weren’t going to sit here and waste another second crying over a boy who clearly never lost a night of sleep over you.
no more tears.
you took a shower and pulled your shit together, getting yourself all dolled up to finally feel pretty again. put together.
you weren’t doing this for him. this wasn’t about making rafe jealous or proving something to anyone.
this was for you.
because for the first time in weeks, you were done feeling small. done feeling broken. done letting him have this much control over you when he wasn’t even around.
you refused to let him be the only one who got to move on.
if he thought releasing that song would win you back in some way, he was so, so wrong.
a/n: giggling because when my ex girlfriend broke up with me when i hit the anger stage i posted a hot story with done with you playing and boy did i eat
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iris you are so loved by me and i would support each of your actions and and and
There are times when I feel like I'm dying and in those moments I need to do everything to feel alive.