Tumgik
#since Cameron
erwinsvow · 3 months
Note
PLEASEEEE can u show the time where reader caught rafe punching the squishmallows that really sent me
Tumblr media
"don't laugh, okay?" you say it softly, right outside the door to your bedroom.
"why would i laugh?" rafe’s asking seriously, but you're already a tiny bit embarrassed of what lies on the other side of the door and you're unsure how rafe will react.
"it's, like, a third of the size of your room-"
"shut up and open the door."
you sigh, turning the handle and pushing to let yourself in first. rafe follows, staring around the tiny room observantly. his eyes flicker from corner to corner, taking it in. you stand to the side patiently, playing with your hands, in particular the ring rafe had just gotten you, fiddling and twisting it repeatedly.
he walks around for a second, stopping at your bookshelf to take a look at the titles on the shelves and then moving on, staring at the photos on the wall and then sniffing a stray candle on the nightstand. he finally stops at your dresser, glancing over the lotions and perfumes littered on top to stare at the framed picture of the two of you perched right in the center, odds and ends he's gotten you in the last month scattered around.
"so?" you question quietly, eyes big.
"which drawer's got your panties?"
"rafe! shut up."
"it's a cute room. why'd you get so worried?"
"i don't know. habit." you settle on the bed, bringing your biggest squishmallow onto your lap, holding it in your arms comfortingly. rafe's still looking around.
"always had one favorite color, huh?"
"yes," you admit, squeezing the stuffed animal harder. rafe finally comes to join you on the bed, gesturing to the squishmallow as soon as he does.
"what the hell is that?"
"this is ricky. he's a clownfish. he has a career, i just can't remember-"
"huh?"
"they all have jobs and hobbies, rafe. the squishmallows. i think he's an underwater singer or something."
"you sleep with that huge thing on the bed?"
"every night. when i'm here, at least. i should get one for tannyhill!"
"don't know about all that." he takes it into his hands, moving it around, observing it from all sides. "every single night?"
"yeah. why?"
"nothin'."
the conversation changes to the books on your nightstand, and you forget all about the squishmallow resting on your bed until you step out to get a cup of lemonade for rafe.
walking back in, you wonder if you put enough sugar in, when you open the door to see rafe smacking your squishmallow with his right hook, right to his little face.
"what are you doing?!" it spills out before you can stop it, the lemonade almost falling out of your hand.
"look at the dent. how does it go back to how it was?" he questions, while you look over at him, horrified. "what's inside it? feathers, or some shit?" he looks over to get an answer, when he looks at your distraught face.
"what?"
even when he sleeps over, he's never allowed to touch your squishmallow again.
Tumblr media
3K notes · View notes
queenofshilla · 3 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
LINDA HAMILTON as Sarah Connor in Terminator 2: Judgment Day (1991) (dir. James Cameron)
974 notes · View notes
deeva-arud · 2 months
Text
So, about that one AU that's been marinating in my mind for years
Tumblr media Tumblr media
786 notes · View notes
greghatecrimes · 5 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
House M.D. & Hands
5x24 "Both Sides Now", 4x15 "House's Head", 4x16 "Wilson's Heart", 3x15 "Half Wit", 1x11 "Detox", 1x21 "Three Stories", 5x20 "Simple Explanation", 8x19 "The C Word"
697 notes · View notes
princessbrunette · 5 months
Note
just weak thinking about rafe putting his rings on ur fingers bc u said u liked them ugh
₊ ⊹₍ᐢᐢ₎ ᰔᩚ
catching him in a calmer mood, the two of you laying on the cameron’s couch together after a long day, your floppy haired boyfriend staring down at your hands as you play with the rings adorning each of his thick fingers.
“bet it hurts when you punch someone.” you murmur, twisting the thick plated ring around his middle finger.
“hurts without the rings.” he defends lightly, brows creasing in the middle as he turns his palm to face you, your much smaller hand sliding up it to continue your fiddling.
“yeah but these are like knuckle dusters.” you converse quietly, feeling calm and serene with his chest rising and falling against your back. “i like them.”
at this comment, he takes his other hand off your waist and starts pulling off his rings one by one, sliding them onto your fingers. you giggle at the way they hang loosely around each digit, and his chest rumbles with a low chuckle behind you.
“they’re a little big.” you muse, holding up your hand.
“yeah well that’s alright, ‘cos you only need one ring from me.” he starts to fold your fingers down gently, until the only one still standing is your ring finger. “and when the time comes i’ll make sure it fits you right, yeah?”
₊ ⊹₍ᐢᐢ₎ ᰔᩚ
900 notes · View notes
rafesthroatbaby · 5 months
Note
can you write a scenario where - rafe cums on readers open mouth, tongue out, he pauses and takes of his gold ring and places right on top. He takes of a photo of reader, he loves owning her.
aww i appreciate you but i have zero talent for writing
i’ll tag some sluts that i love, who deliver fire ☺️
Tumblr media
@drudyslut @rafesmuse @sugarcoatedstarkey @drewstarkeyslut @blueicequeen19 @rafetopia @rvfecamerons @sadfury @babygorewhore @miguelsangel @maybankswhore @rafeandonlyrafe @dark-fics-4-you
ps: don’t hate me, I forgot some amazing writers but y’all can blame drew 🥲 too cock drunk from the latest content.. love y’all 🫶 feel free to comment !
334 notes · View notes
femmefataletters · 21 hours
Text
Thinking about the fact that in s1ep6 when Barry burns Rafe's arm, poor baby probably had to bandage himself up all by himself. It just makes me so sad for no reason because Rafe's always alone and he literally has zero support system. And, his hands were shaking when he attempted to steal from his dad's office and when Ward catches him, he doesn't even look concerned or notice the burnt arm of his son??? Something about that just makes me so mad and sad like wtf. Rafe needs a big hug, man. I soo wanna be his stress reliever, his balm that calms him and more. I am literally not normal about this man. Like imagine someone burning ur arm on a fucking motorbike and having no one to turn to but yourself :(
166 notes · View notes
guinevereslancelot · 3 months
Text
what was with cameron house md she spends 90% of the episode saying she wants their patient to die bc he's a genocidal dictator and her colleague husband says "babe it bothers me for ethical reasons that you want our patient to die :(" and she said "hm maybe you're right :/" but when it comes down to it the genocidal dictator lays a finger on her in an aggressive manner and chase instantly commits medical malpractice to murder the guy and then when he tells her she LEAVES HIM bc boo hoo he's a murderer now like GIRL he killed a man for you!!! he's wracked with catholic guilt!!! he's being crushed beneath the weight of his sins because he chose his devotion to you over his devotion to god!!! he literally could not get any sexier at this moment in time!!!
392 notes · View notes
killjoy-prince · 4 months
Text
House M.D. but it's when a character says the name of the episode
#house md#prince's talk tag#flashing#repitition#so as i was watching this show i noticed they'd say the episode title in the episode#so i wanted to see how many times they did it#the people on livejournal who made transcripts of the episodes are my saviors and without them this would of been so much harder to do#thank you all for your service and i hope wherever you all are you're having a great day#sometimes they would use a variation of the word like in the episode poison they would say 'poisoned' or 'poisoning'#i did not include those instances#there was an instance in 'merry little christmas' where they do play the song in the show#but since ella fitzgerald was not a character in the show i did not include it#where as in the episode 'joy to the world' the students are singing it in the concert so i did include that#i apologize for the tonal whiplash when you get to that part but it did make me laugh#one of the times kutner says 'locked in' is overshadowed by the POTW's voice over but i assure you he says it and thats why its in there#out of the main characters from the one who said the title the most to least are#House > Foreman > Wilson > Chase > Cuddy > Adams > Cameron and Taub > Kutner > Thirteen and Park#this took a bit to do lolol its probably been done already but i wanted my own#there is a chance im missing some on technicalities but idc. im fine with this#there are two more i wanna do but with a character saying another character's name but ill do that some other time#EDIT: When I was making this video I was unaware that the Pilot episode went by two names: 'Pilot' and 'Everybody Lies'#Basically everywhere I looked the first episode was only referred to by 'Pilot'#which I found weird bc i remember seeing somewhere that the last episode was paired with the first episode in terms of title#but i couldn't find hard proof so I decided to leave it out at the time#well i checked again last night and yea the pilot IS also called Everybody Lies so I updated the video#I also think it goes well with the fact that House does say 'Everybody Dies' in the finale so another reason to fix it#AND he says it without Wilson while he and Wilson say the title of the pilot sooooo yea hehehehehe
319 notes · View notes
thjslove · 5 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
house md · season 4 You spend your whole life looking for answers… Because you think the next answer will change something, maybe make you a little less miserable. And you know that when you run out of questions, you don't just run out of answers. You run out of hope. You glad you know that?
353 notes · View notes
erwinsvow · 3 months
Text
Tumblr media
“rafe, i want a soda,” you tell your boyfriend from your comfortable seat, settled under your blanket waiting for the movie to start. rafe’s talking to kelce and topper about something quietly, adjusting his backwards cap and staring straight ahead—at people you recognize as the pogues he’s been terrorizing as of late. you rise from your position, tapping his shoulder to get his attention. kelce and topper stop talking, getting into their chairs when rafe turns to talk to you.
“yes, princess? what now?” 
you should be good—rafe always tell you to keep your nose out of his business stuff, especially when he’s making his rounds at a party trying to sell coke. you usually always comply anyways, not asking questions since the first time and not caring either, as long he swears he’s safe and not doing as much of the stuff as he used to—but this isn’t about his business. you can tell there’s something going on with those pogues and he’s planning something that you want to make him stop.
“movie’s starting. and i want a soda.” 
“kelce, give her your soda,” rafe says, turning back around to finish his conversation, when you interrupt. you shake your head at kelce, who holds the pepsi can in his hand, stopping right as he was about to toss it to you.
“it’s not diet, rafe,” you comment with a sweet smile, hoping you can distract him from whatever he’s trying to talk about with his boys.
“really kid? i think you’ll be fine-”
“please, rafe?” you interrupt again, pouting. he shouldn’t have given up so easily—but your pout is one of those things he can’t resist. 
“pain in my ass, kid, really.” you smile at rafe, thanking him while he grumbles. “you better sit tight and watch this stupid movie after this-”
“popcorn too! do you guys want anything?” you turn, asking kelce and topper.
“all good, thanks princess.” you crinkle your nose and turn back, not really liking it when anyone but rafe addresses you like that—it feels like a joke when they say it.
rafe comes back with your stuff, handing it to you with a roll of his eyes, but you notice he’s smiling when you thank him. you curl up next to him on the same chair, head on his chest trying to watch the movie. you notice he’ll turn to look at kelce and topper, and then the pogues sitting ahead of you. 
each time he starts looking, you try to distract him, bringing your straw or a piece of popcorn up to his mouth, and then he looks down at you instead, with a sweet smile and a kiss to the top of your head. 
you should have guessed it would only work for so long—the two pogue boys get up and the three boys with you rise instantly too. in a desperate attempt to keep him with you, you drop the soda onto the grass and call to your boyfriend before he gets too far.
“rafe, uhm, this spilled so i need a new one-”
“one minute, princess, i’ll be right back-”
“no, rafe, wait-” but he’s gone before you can say or do anything else.
you sit in the lawn chair, too distracted to focus on the movie, worried about what rafe is gonna do to them. it’s only a few minutes later that you hear screaming, and look up to see the entire projector screen aflame. you get up immediately, panicking at the horde of people trying to get away, when you take a step backwards and bump into something hard. you yelp, but familiar hands hold you hard and guide you out back to the parking lot, hands that can only belong to your boyfriend.
you don’t get a clear look at rafe until he parks at tannyhill—a pink and red lesion on his cheek that wasn’t there before. 
“rafe, your face-”
“kid, why d’you think i’m trying to take care of business with these pogues? huh?” you’re silent, not able to compose any kind of answer that would make sense. 
“i-i don’t-”
“exactly. you don’t know. these, these pogues? they’re fuckin’ crazy. they held a gun to top’s head. they set that fire, not carin’ who would get hurt.” he watches you stare at him with big eyes and parted lips, taking in everything he’s saying. he knows it’s a little manipulative, not giving you any context or telling you he caved in pope’s face with a nine-iron. you’re listening, and paying attention, finally. “let you get away with a lot of stuff, kid. don’t make me regret it.” 
like he doesn’t know why you make him go buy soda or try to distract him with a kiss at the beach or at the club. he brushes it aside because he likes to let you think you’re getting away with it.
“have you learned your lesson about interferin’?” you nod eagerly. “good girl. now c’mon.” he takes you upstairs to his bedroom and lets you apologize down on your knees.
“good fuckin’ girl-” is what comes out of rafe’s mouth when you settle infront of him, on your knees, hands unbuckling his belt. he repeats it, but it comes out as a grunt when you take him into your mouth, big, watery eyes staring up at him while you impale your throat with his thick cock. he wipes the tears away with his free hand, the other one gripping your hair while he slides your mouth up and down with his motions.
“that’s right, nothin’ to say now, huh? good girl, don’t worry, i’ll forgive you. you gonna meddle again? hm?” he pulls you off, your mouth letting go with a little pop sound. 
“no, no, never again-”
“good girl,” and he brings your mouth right back.
Tumblr media
710 notes · View notes
winterrrnight · 3 months
Text
It can be hard for Rafe to express his love for you through words, so he does this through little and subtle acts of service. He has your coffee order memorized by heart and has a cup ready for you each morning. He sees how you fall asleep reading, your book wide open in your lap, so he puts the bookmark in so you don’t lose the page you’re at. He notices how the laces of your shoes are tied in a confusing knot, so he unties them for you. He knows how you want the air conditioner at a certain temperature when you come back home from school/university/work so he cools the room at that temperature before you arrive. He never lets your flower vase be empty, always bringing fresh flowers to adorn the glass vase. He has your ‘to be read’ list saved in his phone so he makes sure your bookshelf is never empty with unread books awaiting you. He makes sure your clothes for the next day are never wrinkly, ironing them before hand if needed. His hand is always covering your drink when you’re at a party. If he can’t say it, he shows it.
send me any of your drew/rafe/zach thoughts! sfw only! <3
319 notes · View notes
realbeefman · 6 months
Text
literally drives me insane that chase and cameron were canonically fucking all over the hospital. do u think house ever watched them on the security monitors
190 notes · View notes
xxbimbobunnyxx · 4 months
Text
Tumblr media
New Rafe fic incominggggg, I missed my man.😌
It’s posted!! You can read it here.
105 notes · View notes
ashleyslorens · 1 year
Photo
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
AARON TVEIT & DOVE CAMERON SCHMIGADOON! | 2x05: Famous as Hell
448 notes · View notes
sleepyheadgallavich · 1 month
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Oh, take my love, take it down Oh, climb a mountain and turn around And if you see my reflection in the snow-covered hills Well the landslide will bring it down
inspo
59 notes · View notes