#cameron freaks out

[rafeandonlyrafe]

arsonist's lullaby

words: 3.3k

warnings: 18+ only, smut, p in v sex, unprotected sex, female receiving oral pregnancy, proposal <3, established relationship, arson, lots of talk about fire lol, camping, mentions of rafes bad childhood

you watch as rafe strikes the match. he prefers it over a lighter, holding it between his finger as the flame inches lower, lower, until it gets too hot and he's tossing it into the fire pit, right on the bushel of kindling that instantly takes light.

rafe looks up at you, the fire sparking in the reflection of his eyes as you make your way towards him. he doesn't have to say a word, the way he sits back in the camping chair, silently telling you to take a seat.

you slide onto his lap, placing yourself sideways with your bum on his thigh. you look at rafe for a minute, just admiring his illuminated features as the orange flame flares up and down with the wind. you listen to the sound of rustling leaves, the distant lapping of waves on the nearby lake.

“are you having fun?” you ask rafe. he may be your boyfriend of two years, but it can still sometimes be hard to tell.

rafe nods, before grinning and leaning forward to press a kiss towards your lips. “i always have fun with you.”

you weren't sure that he would enjoy camping, especially tent camping it, but you always used to go every summer with your parents, and when you asked if he would be down to go, he didn't think twice before saying yes.

“you're sweet.” you giggle, leaning in to press the side of your head against his shoulder, tucking your nose into his neck, inhaling his scent after a long day of relaxing on the beach and taking strolls through the well trodden paths through the woods.

“you're probably the only person alive who would call me sweet.” rafe places his hand on your hip, squeezing it gently. 

it's not that rafe puts on a scary demeanor with everyone else, it's more like that's his natural state and you bring out a side meant just for you.

you kiss his neck, it's not enough, but it's a thank you for his vulnerability, his willingness to please you.

you both sit in comfortable silence, your eyes closed as you recover from the day while rafe stares at the fire, the flames calling to him. he holds you tight to his side as he reaches and tosses another log into the fire, a spit of sparks shooting up.

“who taught you how to build fires?” you ask rafe, looking at the now smashed teepee of sticks he had built up.

“i guess i taught myself.” rafe shrugs. “i always used to build them in the fire pit in the backyard whenever my dad would take sarah to softball practice.

“mmm.” you hum, pressing another kiss to his neck, before moving to his jaw. “we should go into the tent.”

“yeah.” rafe nods, picking you up effortlessly, his pants already beginning to swell just from having your lips on him. he walks quickly to the tent, having to duck down to fit inside, placing you on the inflatable mattress.

you let out a giggle as rafe zips the tent closed before tugging his shirt off, opening your arms up as he sets himself over your body, one hand sneaking beneath your shirt to your waist while his other hand cups your jaw, holding you in place as he kisses you.

“i love you.” you whisper to rafe before picking your shoulders up off the bed, letting him pull your shirt off.

the windows of the tent are zipped mostly shut to protect your privacy from those camping nearby, but you left the top open to just a screen after double checking there was no rain forecasted.

you look up at the stars, your soft moans and rafes low grunts lost to the music of the forest as the wind moves through the trees.

--

“here, baby.” you hand a crumpled up newspaper to rafe. “we need it hot to roast our marshmallows.”

“mhm.” rafe finished building the fire, the embers still slightly warm from your fire last night before he places the newspaper at the center to get the fire going quicker.

“gosh, i can't wait.” you pat your stomach. “it's been so long since ive made s'mores.”

“i don't think ive had them in… ten years.” it may even be more than that. rafe hates the way it makes you pout. his lonely childhood hurts you as much as it hurts him. he fears sometimes even more from your reactions.

“come on.” rafe taps his knee. you really should have just packed one camping chair, it's not like you're sitting on your own as he pulls you into his lap, pressing kisses to your cheeks and jaw as you wait for the fire to grow.

“mmm, the s'mores…” you blink your eyes open, not even realizimg that you've relaxed so completely against rafe that you were almost asleep.

“ill make one for you.” rafe grabs the stick from the nearby table. “how burnt do you like your marshmallow?”

“just a bit.” you smile as rafe rolls his eyes. 

“i like mine burnt.” 

“oh im sooo surprised.” you joke as rafe sticks the marshmallow into the flames, just until it gets gooey before making your smore for you, adding extra chocolate for your sweet tooth.

“so good.” you moan when you take a bite, making rafe shift you slightly on his lap.

you eat s'mores as the moon rises, minutes ticking by until all of your graham crackers are used up.

you let out a yawn, eyes blinking the smoke out of your eyes as the wind momentarily shifts before blowing back in the same direction.

“gonna go put pajamas on.” you press a kiss to rafes forehead before moving to the tent, glad you went for a bigger size with enough room for you to get dressed and undressed. you sigh as you sit down to change your socks before laying back on the bed, not even realizing how exhausted you truly were as sleep takes you.

rafe checks on you after a few minutes, smiling when he realizes you're absolutely fine, just already in a deep sleep. he zips the tent back shut, keeping one eye on it as he goes back to the fire, building it up bigger and bigger as the flames grow, watching with excitement until he runs out of logs to add.

--

rafes fingers twitch. you've been home for two weeks from the camping trip. he wonders when is it an appropriate time to suggest going again. he longs to feel the heat of a blaze against his skin, to feel the ultimate power of building a fire to his will.

“hey.” your soft voice interrupts his thoughts, his face easily shifting from one of intensity to soft love.

“hi baby.” rafe presses his lips against yours in a greeting.

“missed you today.” you hum. you work two days a week at a local animal shelter, mainly just to keep busy and do something to feel accomplished, and they almost always coincide with rafes work, but today was a rare occasion where he was off and you were busy, leaving rafe to roam the house in boredom until you get home.

“missed you more.” he says, placing a hand on your waist to pull you into a more intense kiss, his lips smashing against yours. “how's casper?”

you blink, it takes you a second for your mind to start working after the passionate kiss before the corners of your lips turn down. “still no one wants to adopt him.”

you couldn't believe it at first when the adorable little white puppy came into the shelter, you thought for sure someone would snatch him up instantly, until you saw that he's missing his two hind legs. clearly people in the area don't want to take the initiative to have a dog with only two front legs.

“im sorry.” rafe sighs. he kisses you again, this time soft and comforting. “it's best he waits for the right family though, yeah?”

rafe echos the words you always say when a dog takes a little longer to get adopted. better to wait for a forever family than to wind up back in the shelter after a few weeks.

“yeah.” you nod. “so, what'd you get up to today?”

“nothing.” rafe says honestly. 

“nothing?” you raise your eyebrow. “what are you gonna do when im gone next weekend?”

rafe let's out a curse. he forgot you were going on a girls trip. out of town to some spa that he has the address and phone number, along with any other information he might need to know, typed out in his notes when you first told him about it. just in case.

“shit, i was trying so hard not to think about it that i pushed it out of my mind completely.” he says with a light chuckle, but his face isn't one of happiness. 

you swipe your hand through his hair, combing back the dark blond strands. “maybe we need to get you a hobby. you can build a lego set or do a paint by numbers.”

it's mostly a joke, but you do want rafe to enjoy himself while you're away. you make a mental note to yourself as you go into the kitchen to make dinner to find something to keep his mind occupied while you're separated for the first time for longer than a day since you began dating.

--

rafe looks at your contact on his phone. his finger twitches over the call button, despite you just getting off the phone after talking for an hour, skipping out on drinks with the girls to chat, but you didn't tell rafe that, telling him everyone was in their rooms and that you had plenty of free time to keep him occupied.

he sighs, clicking on your contact picture. you set it at the beginning of your relationship, a kissy face selfie and rafe hasn't changed it since.

“fuck.” he groans, heartbeat starting to rise as a bead of sweat forms on his forehead, anxiety building.

he walks out of the house, no set route in mind. rafe tells himself the walk will clear his head, but what he put in his pocket before leaving says different. he needs to get the feeling out somehow.

he walks and walks until it's dark outside, moving towards the run down side of town until he comes to a small shack, purposely taking mostly abandoned roads. rafe scopes out the area quickly, looking around to see if theres anyone nearby, close enough to see him.

when the coast is clear, rafe lets out a sigh of relief as he pulls the matchbox out of his pocket, a fresh one, having to repurchase after using an entire box camping. 

rafe isn’t sure how easily the place will light up. the shed looks dry and old, and when he looks inside, its empty other than some old long forgotten gardening equipment. rafe strikes a match and sets it on the wooden window sill, watching as it burns out. rafe continues striking the matches and tossing them at the shack as sparks ignite the scraps of wood. 

rafe steps back when he throws the last one, tossing the empty cardboard box into the flames as they slowly take over the structure. rafe smiles, the anxiety that was building up inside him blowing away with the smoke.

the flames eagerly ate up the wood, spreading quickly and before rafe knew it, the already unsturdy roof was collapsing in on itself, sparks adding to the stars in the sky.

he stands for a moment longer, the warm orange glow causing an odd comfort. rafe knows its wrong, but he can’t help that he feels better after setting the fire, walking away as the wood turns to ash, the shack long forgotten and reduced to nothing.

--

rafe paces, strikes a match and lets it burn to his fingertips before blowing it out, paces some more, then pulls out another match. he’s not anxious this time, doesn’t feel the itch to set a place ablaze as he did two nights ago, having to shower three times before he finally got the smell of smoke out of his hair.

now, he’s just impatient. the front door is open, letting in a cool breeze and giving him a view of the driveway as he walks around the foyer, waiting for your car to pull in, for you to finally return home.

rafe blows out a match right when he sees your car turn down the street, his eyes widening as he tosses the matchbox onto the hallway table, stepping out onto the porch, unable to keep himself farther away, moving down the steps as you pull into the driveway.

you barely put the car in park before you’re flying out the door, jumping into rafes arms as he spins you around.

“oh my god, ive missed you so fucking much.” rafes arms are wrapped firmly around your waist, not letting your feet touch the ground as he walks towards the door.

“wait, rafe-” you giggle.

“we can bring your bags in later.” rafe says. he has other priorities.

“no, the car is still on!” rafe sighs and sets you down. you quickly run to pull the keys out of the car and lock it, rushing inside with rafe quick behind you. you toss the keys on the table, noting the matchbox but you're too busy being swept off your feet and carried up the stairs by rafe.

he lays you on the bed, only now pausing to take a minute. you may have only been gone for three nights in total, but it felt like a lifetime to rafe. he leans forward, pressing your lips together before continuing to just stare at you.

“stop looking.” you tug at rafes collar. “do something.”

rafe listens to your command, moving quickly to sink down the bed, tossing the hem of your dress up, not even bothering to take your underwear all the way off, simply sliding them to the side and burying his tongue in your cunt.

 --

“did you see a second shack burned down?” you look up from where you were mindlessly scrolling on social media. 

of course rafe knows. but he certainly isn’t going to just admit that to you. he can’t have you leaving him, he’d probably burn the whole town down if that happened.

“oh really?” rafe says, keeping his voice level, disinterested.

“yeah.” you zoom in closer on the picture, nothing more than a pile of ashes and dust. “damn, i wish i could have seen it on fire.”

the fire department didn’t even get to it until it was completely burned to the ground with how isolated it was. just as rafe planned it.

“really?” his eyebrows raise.

“yeah.” you nod. “i love fire.” you give him a mischievous smile. you surely don’t mean it in the same way as rafe does, but he feels a little more at peace. if you somehow found out, maybe you wouldn’t leave him because of it, or at least hear him out.

“hmm.” rafe just hums.

“we should build a firepit in the backyard.” you mumble the suggestion, but rafe quickly nods. “yes.”

you giggle, setting your phone down to move off the armchair and onto the couch next to rafe. “you wanna keep practicing your fire setup for the next time we go camping?”

rafe smiles, leaning in to press a kiss to your lips. “maybe.”

--

rafe tosses another log onto the flame, smiling at you as you rock gently in the hammock, set up precariously close to the fire so you can feel its warmth as you relax, the summer coming to an end.

“you look beautiful.” rafe says. the orange light illuminates your features, along with the twinkling fairy lights strung up along the back porch.

you just smile at him. you don’t need words, not anymore.

rafe pokes at the fire with a stick, opening up the center to allow more airflow into the bottom as the flame grows larger, but not too large, never when you’re around. 

“come lay with me.” you open your arms to rafe, who moves with ease onto the hammock next to you, the fabric pushing you both close to each other, glad you opted for the larger size so you could sit together. “i love you, baby.” rafe kisses your head, looking around the yard, at the fire, then up at the stars. “i love this life.”

“i love this life too.” you press your hand to your stomach. there’s a surprise you’ve yet to tell rafe. its only a suspicion, partially confirmed by a stick test, but you want the doctors confirmation to be sure before you tell rafe. you look up at him, tilting your head to the side so you can see his face. “you’re happy?” “yes.” he says honestly. “when im with you, i am.” 

“ill always be with you.” you grip rafes hand. you turned down opportunities for trips with your girlfriends. if they didn’t want rafe to come along, it was a no. you can’t blame them, but you refuse to leave him alone after putting the pieces together.

the first arson could have been a coincidence. but the second, on a night you were also away from rafe? you know its him. it’s why you suggested the fire pit in the backyard. why you won’t force him to spend another night without you, alone and anxious, having to face the demons of his past, his childhood. you know he’s not a bad man, not at heart, not deep inside. 

you turn to rafe, tears brimming in your eyes, overwhelmed with your feelings for him. “i love you so much.”

“baby.” rafe coos, bringing a hand to the back of your neck, pulling you in for a kiss. your hands run all over each others bodies, the moon and fire illuminating you as you work bits of clothes off, just enough for you to sink down onto rafes cock, more grinding together than thrusting at risk of spilling out of the hammock.

“god, you feel so good.” rafe groans, hands gripping your waist as he pushes in before making a miniscule movement back.

“filling me up perfectly.” you undulate your hips. sex with rafe is often wild and intense, but moments like this, where you’re just indulging in each others bodies, relaxing and slow, just like the swinging of the hammock.

“yeah, gonna fill you up real good.” rafe smirks, the corner of his lip twerking up.

the words spill out of you. “i think im pregnant.” you immediately want to take them back when rafes eyes widen.

“rafe-” you lean back, a look of regret on your face, but rafe just pulls you back in, slamming his lips against yours, hips moving faster, hand gripping your ass, pulling you against him as he cums, cock swelling inside of you before releasing.

“if you're not pregnant, im gonna make sure you are.” he gasps out, chest rising and falling, keeping his cock pushed inside of you.

“you’re not worried?” you ask. clearly the couple glasses of wine you had at dinner are giving you a loose tongue. 

“no.” rafe says honestly, pushing a strand of hair behind your ear. “i would be if this was anyone else. you know…” he swallows thickly. “you know how messed up my childhood was. how hard my dad was on me… i feel like this is a chance to heal that, to treat my kid better than i was ever treated. and i want this with you.”

“i want it too.” you coo, kissing him softly.

“oh, and i guess there’s no better time for this.” rafe chuckles, his softening cock still inside of you, fire dying to just embers as he reaches to his shorts, halfway down his thighs and pulled a small black velvet box out of his pocket, flipping it open with one skilled hand, turning the ring to glint in the orange light.

“will you marry me?”

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[cyber333angel]

stepbro!rafe who had the hots for you the day the two of you were introduced. his soon-to-be stepmom and sweet, innocent stepsister moving into the house with his father and himself.

stepbro!rafe who told you a little flirting never hurt and that you weren’t even related so it’s fine. I mean.. you just met two months ago, he’s kind of right.

stepbro!rafe who finally made a move and kissed you on your parents wedding night. plotting on you all night and ending it with making you cum from his fingers in the photo booth.

stepbro!rafe who would jerk off to your panties whenever you went out with your girlfriends.

stepbro!rafe who would get angry at any guy who hit on you and could never explain why he was angry because it’s not like you were his girlfriend.

stepbro!rafe who would find anytime to be alone with you in the house, the bathroom, the closet or in your room with the door locked.

stepbro!rafe who would take your hands and place them on his bulge to show you what you do to him whenever you walk around the house in your little skirts and tight tops.

stepbro!rafe who squeezes your thigh under the dinner table, inching closer and closer to your cunt to tease you and watch you struggle to keep your composure.

stepbro!rafe who would touch you under the covers at family movie night and make you cum around his fingers with a quiet whimper.

stepbro!rafe who is always being risky and almost getting the two of you caught.

stepbro!rafe who would grab you by the throat and corner you into the wall whenever he was especially in a ticked off mood. “why don’t you help your big brother out hm? I had such a hard day today sweetheart..” he tells you, unbuckling his jeans.

stepbro!rafe who threatens to tell your parents what you have been doing if you don’t quit it with the attitude.

stepbro!rafe who covers your mouth with his large hands so you would stop squealing when he fucks you in his room.

stepbro!rafe who eats you out as a reward anytime you passed one of your huge stressful exams. “good job baby.. taste so fuckin good for me..”

stepbro!rafe who lets you cockwarm him while he plays games on his pc, holding your ass in place while you squirm around his length. your head nuzzling into his shoulder while he pretends to pay no attention to your whining, delivering a harsh slap you to your ass whenever you tried to bounce on him.

stepbro!rafe who would let you cry and moan as loud as you want when he plunges his cock into your wet cunt because your parents were away, not having to be discreet.

stepbro!rafe who loved the little kisses you snook on his cheek whenever your parents weren’t looking.

stepbro!rafe who is surprised when you come into his room late at night sniffing because you couldn’t cum by yourself, “need you rafey..”

stepbro!rafe who lets you ride your soaked folds on his thigh to help you sleep because of course as your big brother he needs to help you sleep.

stepbro!rafe who loved that you would paw at his cock all the time, begging to suck on him.

stepbro!rafe who doesn’t feel guilty about corrupting his new stepsister. <3

#rafe x reader <3 #obx smut #rafe cameron #rafe x black reader #outer banks #rafe outer banks #obx x reader #tw stepcest #idk if yall real freaks like that tho #disclaimer this is season 1 rafe where he’s like 19 and dropped out of college with a like 18-19 year old reader and they did NOT grow up #together

[gena-rowlands]

i just feel like as a society we moved on from these photos too quickly

#!!!!!! #I freak out about these every damn day #j smith cameron

[talleryn]

Lockwood: Goodnight moon.

Lockwood: Goodnight tree.

Lockwood: Goodnight ghosts that only I can see.

Kipps: I TOLD YOU TO STOP SAYING THAT YOURE FREAKING ME OUT

Lockwood: should’ve remembered the goggles then

#I am a firm believer that whenever Kipps doesn’t have his goggles on him then Lockwood will try to freak him out #he’ll just casually mention a ghost and Kipps will be scared shitless #shitpost #incorrect quotes #lockwood & co #anthony lockwood #lockwood #lockwood and co #locklyle #lockwood & co brainrot #lockwood & co shitpost #lockwood & co incorrect quotes #lucy carlyle #cameron chapman #incorrect lockwood & co #lucewood #ruby stokes #george karim #ali hadji heshmati #lockwood x lucy #george cubbins #lockwood and lucy

[thewingedwolf]

one thing about hbo is that when they get a journalist coming up to them and going “man do i have a fucked up story i want to follow” they really do let that person go wild. i’ve mentioned the way the ronan farrow one really moved me emotionally and that’s just because ronan knows how to investigate and tell a story to get you righteously angry for who it is he’s defending. he’s good at his job!

but this one, quiet on the set, has genuinely made my jaw drop a few times, even if i think some of the framing could have been better in the last episode. of course i know about all the rumors about dan schneider and the abuse on set, it’s hard to have been into the teen nick scene and not notice, and it’s pretty easy to figure out which kids were being harmed through too much attention and which were being harmed through not enough attention, and there’s been all sorts of rumors floating around for over a decade!

but the build up to the drake bell reveal was well handled, i thought. i was initially skeptical because i think it’s hard to make a documentary about child sexual abuse without leaning into being exploitative in some way. and at first, where you have the actors who left early, like katrina, or who you remember but weren’t mega famous like giovannie, and they’re all saying “this set was so weird & inappropriate, i knew something was wrong but i didn’t have the experience or vocabulary to say what” it feels a little too schlocky. like, oh we’re just kind of speculating on the inappropriate nature of dan’s “friendship” with amanda bynes for two episodes? yeah it is fucked up that two pedophiles were on that set, but did they hurt anyone on set?

and then drake bell walks into the room dressed like timmy turner and says it was me. he hurt me.

i can’t stop thinking about the choice of clothes here and the way it helps drive home the point of the doc. he’s sitting there in fairly odd parents colors as an adult and can’t describe the sexual trauma he experienced as a child still, has never spoken about it, had his mom lie to his father over it because he was so screwed up. really driving home the point that he was just a kid who had a knack for physical comedy and it got him preyed on by dan, a man who should have protected him, set up and handed over to a monster who traumatized him for months and years.

but when that reporter said she got a judge to let them unseal the court documents because drake bell told her how much support peck had? my jaw dropped, like yeah this is reporting, this is someone who saw this story and finally fucking cared not about the salacious details but about who knew what and why they did nothing to stop this from happening. it’s not about forcing drake bell or katrina jackson or alexa to live through the worst moments of their life - it’s about how so many people knew what was going on and didn’t do a god damn thing to stop it. it’s about how these monsters, these convicted pedophiles, were given access to little kids to hurt and traumatize and everyone knew and didn’t just look the other way, they actively helped cover it up. THATS the story. Not that it was an isolated tragedy but that it was a clinical, purposeful environment built by people who wanted to harm little kids.

#i think the court stuff should have been handled better there was too much speculation #but eps 1-3 were real solid investigatory work #quiet on set #okay i might be done freaking out about this. #but like. it’s drake bell. it’s amanda bynes. it’s jeannette mccurdy. i grew up with them. #it’s so horrific to learn this stuff. i get why my grandma always cried talking about drew barrymore. #rani makes text posts no one will read #also can’t help thinking about how all the child actors under kenny ortega were way more well adjusted. imo bc he took pains to help them. #like dove talking about how she got plastic surgery bc she was pressured into it. #and then got ti descendants and met cameron & he was like ‘leave your boyfriend he’s an abuser’ #that’s just not something that would happen on other sets! shit it’s not something that would happen on other disney sets! #at the end of the day it is in fact so easy to just. care about the children who work for you!! #but the thing is. most of these people don’t! they don’t even care about the adults either!! #that story about the writers was so fucked up!!! she can’t even actually recount the story #she’s so embarassed and ashamed that she went along with it!!! #insists she’d do differently now. of course she would she isn’t a broke 22 year old!!! #god it all just sucks. hollywood is evil idk what else to say.

[personinthepalace]

Ruby Stokes and Cameron Chapman as Lucy Carlyle and Anthony Lockwood in Lockwood & Co (2023)

#locklyle #lockwood and co #lucy carlyle #anthony lockwood #ruby stokes #cameron chapman #lucy x lockwood #lockwood and co netflix #lockwood and co gifs #locklyle gifs #lockwood & co #I AM SO READY FOR THIS #lockwood and co 2023 #gifs in the palace #edits in the palace #I wish my editing skills were better but alas #this scene is so dark visually can't see a thing #yes I found out a teaser came out a week late #but I am making it up now haha bc OMIGOD I AM FREAKING OUT

[thejessis]

Cameron’s death sounded rough OOF 💀

IT WAS BRUTAL AND I WAS ACTUALLY FOR REAL SCARED FOR NICK'S LIFE BUT THE WAY IT PLAYED OUT WAS SOOOOOO GOOD!!! perfectly-timed dice rolls (some good, some extremely bad) plus an absolutely stellar performance by our storyteller who absolutely killed it, the dialogue from every session of that situation STILL gives me goosebumps

(I tried to write a short tl;dr but this was not a tl;dr scenario so I PUT MORE DETAILS UNDER A CUT)

so some events had recently escalated, cameron was spiraling, and he & his sabbat bff claude had kidnapped two of nick's sisters who happened to be in town (the twins!) as a result. the coterie "rescued" them - except one of them turned out to be a shovelhead disguised with chimerstry, so it turned out they had only rescued ONE (gianna!) of the girls and the other (arianna!) was still being held captive

nick called claude and offered up himself leaving the country with cameron in exchange for the safe return of his sister, so while the rest of the coterie was rescuing ari (for real this time) and dealing with claude, nick was driving alone to meet cameron so they could leave las vegas together. except the plan all along was to make sure his sister was safe first and then 1v1 cameron when they were alone in the middle of nowhere

except nick! failed! EVERY ATTACK ROLL!! this man couldn't STAB, he couldn't SHOOT, I WAS NOT MAKING A DENT, meanwhile cameron is actually genuinely very deadly and got close enough to RIP NICK'S CHEST OPEN and only didn't immediately finish him off bc he was teaching nick a lesson

and then nick, who had been dealing with Other Stuff immediately prior to this and hadn't drank in a Long Ass Time as a result, had to make a self-control roll to prevent frenzying on an empty tank + within an inch of his life, and i rolled FOUR ONES!!!!!

so nick, who spent the first 1-2 months of his embrace having beast-induced nightmares about killing cameron with his bare teeth, in an accidentally perfect and gruesome moment of narrative bow-tying, had the most catastrophic frenzy of his life and ripped cameron's throat out with his teeth! (the circumstances were severe enough that the only thing keeping nicky from diablerizing his sire to quench his thirst was that I made ANOTHER self-control roll to prevent it and by sheer luck succeeded) and then immediately slumped over, covered in blood, chest open, with like 1 hp left, and had a complete mental breakdown over it

(also he took cameron's necklace off his bones! and still has it! no one knows!!)

anyway yeah it was VICIOUS and while yes killing off my favorite npc was very sad honestly it was just SUCH a phenomenal and raw and intense series of events, I'm gonna be thinking about it forever

#jess answers #vtm #vampire the masquerade #one of those twins was in town very specifically to kill cameron and the other was there for his concert #completely and blissfully unaware that her sister's full intention was to murder her favorite pop star #but that was a whole other thing #ANYWAY YEAH I SPENT HALF THE COMBAT FREAKING OUT THINKING AB WHAT KIND OF BACKUP CHARACTER I WAS GONNA HAVE TO CREATE IF NICK DIED LMAO

[croc-odette]

in the house md tag sniffing around for fun spoilers and hit two posts in a row like 'can't believe cameron divorced chase because he killed that dictator'

#i can't believe that cameron married two separate men named robert.... #foreman: love that he is kind of cold and easy to freak out #chase: boyband member with seminary school background. fun! #cameron: save her. but also love when she's pretending not to care #and then as soon as someone validates her her eyes get super big and she looks like she's going to burp she's so happy #house md time

[patheticrafeenjoyer]

i find in very interesting how rafe just listens here with no objections, and not in the fearful-quiet sort of way he listens to ward. he's genuinely listening because he trusts that barry knows what he's doing [i think a big part of that is also that he's all adrenaline and anticipation of the chase (which, i'll go so in depth into rafe and chasing and motivations and his one-track mind in another post), but even in those moments he's like more fidgety and visibly anticipating how he's gonna lead the attack --for lack of a better word. but here, he's completely just playing second in command. and he listens and starts to do what barry says, but then he sees the firepit and it derails him significantly, but that's neither here nor there].

this scene is so cool bc it's like fully showcasing barry's military training (shown further when he does and checks the house in a very precise, trained sort of way). like you see barry holding his gun properly and bracing his hand with a supportive grip, like he means business now.

but then in s1 we see him holding his gun sideways the way they do in movies. its so hard to explain but it's like the whole atmosphere is different. like i'd be so curious to know the choices made to hold the gun these two ways. from my pov, its like in s1 he's looking to intimidate. he probably doesn't actually want to shoot jj because then he's definitely not getting his money back. but in s2 when he's in the chateau, he's in action mode and probably far more likely to do damage. just very interesting to see the way barry who is like a throwaway sort of character has all these layers to him that make him more than just some one-dimensional stereotypical drug dealer in a show.

ALSO, back to s2 at the chateau, when after barry details his plan, he goes to do it, and as he goes, you can see rafe reach his hand out, and his hand follows barry up as if it had been on his back before he moved rather than just a last second pat on the back. its just so very interesting the way that rafe is reaching for him here, as he's about to go into what they both assume is gonna be a hostile situation. even rafebarry brainrot aside, this isn't even necessarily a romantic type of guesture, but it can be seen as rafe not wanting barry to go because then he won't have explicit instructions on what to do [and we all know that rafe has been given orders for his entire life and presumably he follows them occasionally], so it's like a subconscious sort of gesture that shows again how barry is in control of this situation [also this goes back to barry saying in the truck "why don't you just follow my lead, just shut up for once" -> rafe's very quiet when barry gives the orders for the plan and this gesture can be seen as him recognizing that barry has the lead, as does the fact that rafe just lets him sweep the house and take the lead in general, which i think rafe would be more inclined to want to do normally]

this has nothing to do with the rest of this post but allow your eyes to be blessed with how fucking good barry looks here like good LORD

#the way rafe just immediately takes the backseat in this scene is crazy #but only for a minute because once he freaks out at the tree the little control and calmness ('tranquillo baby') is just gone #rafebarry #rarry #rafe cameron #rafe obx #barry outer banks #barry obx #my baby my baby #my king #outer banks #obx #obx netflix #mine

[235uranium]

there's a lot to say about how house md treats women but I will say the show lets the women be way more complicated than some shows today

like yall still aren't ready for cameron

#☢️.txt #cameron fascinates me. both how fandom responds to her and within the show itself #her moral conflict IS interesting and the bizaare pedestal she put house on is microscope worthy #actually how she views house in general interests me. shes the first to realize a lot of what he does is to intentionally distance himself #but she also misreads him in ways no one else does. specifically because she accepted that he does care! #i also still think about how she assumes house is at fault when chase kills the dictator which tbh is a REALLY interesting opinion to me #dont get me wrong house definitely changed chase and it turned into him becoming a lot like house #however. house freaks out every time a patient asks to die. even when its reasonable house spirals out of control #trying to find a reason for it to be unreasonable. it doesnt matter if a patient is about to die unless hes completely out of ideas he #physically cannot stop. its compulsive. he does offer euthanasia in certain circumstances and theres patients where he clearly #does not care if they live or die. but his entire medical identity is based on saving lives regardless of who they are #he doesnt /care/ that a dictator got killed and probably does think chase made a decent choice. but its not what house wouldve done #house mightve set something up. tipped off an insurgent. let someone into the room. but he'd force the decision into someone elses hands #but cameron does think house would kill someone if he hated them enough. because he plays god constantly #which is such a fascinating misunderstanding of house's motives from someone who generally likes him

[haltandcatchfiretothemax]

tfw you and your wife are watching twitter implode

#headcanon that usually cameron is upset about social media site collapses and that donna is totally unsentimental about them #but this time the tables have turned! cameron thinks its hilarious and donna is (rightfully!) freaking out #sunday funday! #...or something #cameron howe #donna clark #donna emerson #halt and catch fire s3 #3x01 #in the valley of the heart's delight #halt and catch fire to the max originals!

[damnableblueribbon]

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#obx #obx3 #outer banks #John b #sarah cameron #kiara carrera #jj maybank #pope heyward #idk what cleos last name is #freaking out #EVERYTHING

[house-in-the-backyard-trees]

mental breakdown in the tags incoming scroll past for your own well being

#so like im just WORRIED #cause like what if ive fully just convinced myself i think he's attractive but I actually dont think he is and I'm just jerking him around #and actinf like i think hes cute cause hes the first guy im not even joking basically ever since the ripe old age of 9 except for cameron #idgaf about his privacy he can fuck off but anyway he is like the first guy other than tiny little awkward 9 year olds to show me any form #of attention. and what if im craving it so bad im just convincing myself that i like him? like am i doing that? cause never in my life have #i gotten like those fucking butterflies or whatever around guys cause ive never been around them much so ive always felt so awkward around #them and just ignored them. like i even have a hard time talking to my male coworkers and looking them in the eye. and i just make up these #scenarios where every single male coworker that ever showed me any form of attention is actually secretly going to fall in love with me and #its like FUCK is that just all I'm doing? pretending? on both ends? but then i have to tell myself that my anxiety is more often than not #full of shit. but like ive craved attention all my life and what if im juat latching on to the first guy that gives that to me? i don't #wanna be that asshole. im just scared. how does everyone just date people? i thought for a while i may be ace in some way #but im also just wondering if i repressed myself that fucking much from literally age 6 that it did that much damage to me? cause ive always #been weird about myself and my body and things like that and i vividly remember wearing a tank top at age 6 in school and being freaked out #the whole day that i would get dress coded. i need to unpack this in therapy hardcore. cause i was also sa-ed when i was younger but i can't #exactly remember how old i was. #but i just think ive always repressed myself and pushed all of that down to the point that i dont know what it feels like? cause i watch #movies and read books and listen to music qnd im like hmm thats never happened to me something must be Wrong With Me. #thanks for coming to my ted talk #im so fucking nauseous #is that butterflies lmao #🎸

[ace-with--a-mace]

i wouldnt have watched this fuckass movie if i was gonna cry this much wtf

#todd in the snow bro its so “beautiful” what if u stabbed 10000 times #AND MR KEATING AT NEILS DESK bro #idk if it being a freak accident wouldve made it better or worse #and him at his journal bro im actually sick to my stomach #spooky liveblogs (kind of) #its 100% the dads fault. neil didnt even get to say goodbye to his friends before he did it #and the school remembers him as a fine student. he was more than a student bro he was silly he looked out for his friends #pushed them to be their best he felt lived and breathed poetry #and his family is pushing the blame onto the school like THE CALL IS COMIN FROM INSIDE THE HOUSE #whos cameron i dont remember but the club is cooked #camerons the ginger. HE SNITCHED BRO THEYRE MORE THEN COOKED THEYRE AFTER U #theyll put u under to save face #keating and the club #mr keating didnt kill neil its not his fault WHAT THE HELL ARE U TALKIN AB CAMERON WHAT #did u not hear todd it was his father

[rafeysdoll]

thank you @hewwokitti for helping me out!

“i need you to talk to me, okay? use your words.” rafe stresses, hand scratching his forehead, a vein popped out. “just.. just calm down and take a deep breath—” “don’t tell me to calm down!” you interrupt, snatching away your hand that rafe tried to caress.

the oldest cameron takes a deep and long breath himself, tongue prodding at his cheek as he practically feels the already little patience he has leaving his body. he lifts his hand, taking a step back. “stop shutting me out. you need to listen to me, i’m only trying to help you.” he prompts, staring at your figure. “i’m on your side, okay?”

“i want you to explain to me why you’re freaking out on me,” he persists, trying to piece together any little puzzle piece to why he found you sitting on the edge of his bed with your arms crossed and refusing to let him even touch you.

but you only turn your head to the side, ignoring him. ever the stubborn girl you were sometimes. usually you were a good girl, thanks to the tight leash rafe always had you tied to as well as his strong and firm hand that pushed you back in shape — but he had been fairly busy these past two weeks. running around and doing business he swore you couldn’t join him in. it was only natural for your attitude to grow sour, at least you thought so.

rafe grits his teeth, the sound of him fiddling with his belt filling the silence. a tactful move to, in his words, remind you who’s boss and what he could do. “hey, hey. i’m fucking talking to you, don’t forget your manners. my.. my patience is already up here.” he states, even talking slower than usual in hopes it would really absorb into your brain. lifting his hand and leveling it above his head, a makeshift scale.

you grumble, stomping your foot as you feel the fight in you crumble. “yeah, yeah. that’s what i thought. you gonna tell me?” he emphasizes, nose flaring.

your vision grows blurry, tears quickly collecting in your lash line as you whimper, face twisting to a deep frown and furrowed eyebrows — shoulders deflating. the sadness quickly entered just as fast as your anger left you.

“oh, oh come on baby.” your boyfriend strains, taking swift steps to approach and sit besides you. “none of that. none of that.” he urges, gripping your jaw and making you look at him, quickly wiping away the tears that fall.

“it’s just.. well i just missed you.. and-and,” a sob cuts through your sentence. “.. it’s been so lonely!” you continue, looking up at him through wispy lashes that now stick together.

rafe sighs, kissing your forehead. “let it out,” he mumbles against your skin. “i’m right here now aren’t i?” he tried to reassure, licking his lips. “yeah… but, what about tomorrow?” you sniff, bottom lip trembling. “don’t worry about it, always take care of you one way or another, don’t i?”

and it’s true! he follows through with his word, spending the following day letting you cling by his side without break — making up for the time he wasn’t available. but of course, everyday can’t be like that. so he surprises you with a small kitten in the end of the night to keep company when he can’t.

#idk what that ending was but… #rafe cameron prompt #rafe cameron #rafe cameron x you #rafe cameron x reader #rafe cameron smut #rafe obx #rafe x reader #rafe x you #rafe outer banks #rafe smut #rafe imagine #rafe cameron imagine #rafe cameron fanfiction #rafe fanfic #rafe fic #rafe cameron fic #rafe cameron thoughts

[my-thoughts-and-junk]

Thinking about house forever a thousand years yes yes yes

#random thoughts #house #house isn't GOOD with kids because he just treats them like tiny adults but he likes kids and kids like him #he would never admit it though #wilson is NOT good with kids. the most he's interacted with kids is when explaining to them they're gonna die #kids stress him out cus they're so tiny and fragile #cameron is not good with kids because she lies to them all the time for the 'greater good' #but like she thinks she's good with kids #chase is SO good with kids. but only small kids teenagers kinda freak him out #foreman is neutral with kids. he doesn't have very strong opinions on them one way or another #he's good with kids he likes and bad with kids he doesn't #VERY good at comforting kids though #kutner's silly goofy with kids and REALLY good with teenagers #taub's bad with kids full stop. he's selfish and bad at putting other's first #thirteen hates kids and is very open about it #masters is only good with babies and even then she's stressed tf out #park likes kids but only when babysitting. very much an older sister type #cuddy mom extraordinare. very typical suburban mom who went through a traumatic experience. she has a complicated relationship with rachel #like mostly their relationship is good and they go to family therapy but rachel definitely keeps shit from cuddy #and cuddy doesn't know what to do or how to feel about it #she's bad at putting her foot down and discipline