weirdgirl!reader who LOVES dying her hair. it’s always a new color but she has been rocking the hot pink for a while. she brushes people off when they tell her she’s gonna damage her hair if she keeps dying it like that. she’s the definition of “MY HAIR COLOR HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH MY PHYCOLOGICAL PROBLEMS!!!”
weirdgirl!reader who 100% was a gacha kid, anime NERD, and kpop stan growing up. she definitely had a huge crush on bakugo and light yagami. once she had new people over and they decided they were going to watch youtube on her tv and when reader opened youtube there was a bunch of gacha movies on her recommended. she blamed it on her little cousin… she doesn’t even have any cousins. she definitely had a fan edit account for newjeans in 2022 and just HOPES no one will find it because she doesn’t remember the password and the edits are HORRENDOUS.
weirdgirl!reader who’s super lonely. only has one best friend who moved when they were in middle school. they still talk every day but it’s not the same. she often finds herself talking to her plushies. or to herself.
weirdgirl!reader who is a mix of cat valentine and mabel pines. like with mabel’s constant hyper-ness and cat’s randomness.
weirdgirl!reader who has every hobby under the sun. from knowing how to play the guitar to knowing every different way of jump roping to baking. she does it ALL. and not for any reason. she “wants to live life to the fullest”.
weirdgirl!reader who definitely has a corruption kink. she’s very very inexperienced and gets turned on by someone knowing more than her… WHATTT, WHO SAID THATTTTTTT!!!
weirdgirl!reader who’s so chronically online that it gets quite concerning. she can’t go a full day without making at least 10 references. she’s definitely uses “am i muted…” or “wait, lemme know if yall can hear me” about 16 times a day. the funniest part about it is that she’s always talking to herself when she says that.
weirdgirl!reader who LOVES heated rivalry. that’s it, i’m leaving it at that.
weirdgirl!reader who’s like very very very very very very very lowkey bi. like very lowkey. like she hasn’t even comes to terms with it herself. she says she just “appreciates women’s beauty”.
weirdgirl!reader who’s such a freak but will never admit it. that girl is a HORNBALL. like says the most outrageous things but says she’s joking. she’s 100% NOT joking. she’s definitely up at 3AM washing her hands… iykyk.
weirdgirl!reader who has a math and science brain. she can literally solve insane equations but can’t spell for shit. she’s very lowkey undiagnosed dyslexic but that’s a whole other thing. although she wants to be like everything and wants every occupation, she REALLY wants to be a marine biologist.
flospeaks- IF YOU CANT TELL I LITERALLY LOVE THIS READER. SHE’S LITERALLY ME AND I AM HER. I FEAR I WAS LITERALLY JUST DESCRIBING MYSELF. PLS PLS PLS GIVE REQUESTS FOR FICS WITH THIS READER, I REALLY WANNA DO FICS WITH HER BUT I CANT REALLY THINK OF ANYTHING.
summary: in which rafe and reader are broken up but because reader is petty she still invites him to her birthday party and as expected… it gets messy.
warnings: swearing, suggestiveness, kissing, drinking very toxic reader and rafe very toxic rafe, rafe calling reader a slut and a whore… that’s really it i think.
flospeaks: this is heavily influenced from that one scene in euphoria when it’s maddy’s birthday and nate is there and stuff.
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“r u still coming to my party?”
you watch as the message sends to rafe’s dm on instagram. you’ve resorted to texting him on instagram because he has you blocked on imessages.
“sure ig”
he responds back within a few seconds. you and rafe got into this huge argument a few days ago. it was honestly stupid but you’re in too deep to admit that. you’re party is in a couple of days and even though you hate rafe right now you still wouldn’t pass up the chance of him seeing you looking as sexy as you will so that’s why you still decide to invite him
so he can see what he’s missing.
that’s how you ended up here. rafe all the way across from you in this big circle of spin the bottle.
the air in your huge basement tainted with smells of alcohol and weed as music muffles from upstairs.
your friend is talking to you from the far left of the circle pretty loud as some two girls kiss in the middle of the circle since the bottle landed on them.
“oh, and my boyfriend is taking me to dinner at this really nice place on warlock. maybe you and rafe can come too. it can be like a double date” you’re friend says, practically yelling so the whole circle can hear her.
total record scratch.
“oh… we broke up”
“yeah, no, we broke up”
you and rafe both say at the. same. time.
your eyes snap straight to him giving him the dirtiest, nastiest look ever and he has the NERVE and shrug back as if that was an obvious response.
what a cunt!
you rolls your eyes but brush it off deciding that you’re not gonna let that ruin your night.
the bottle spins again. it slows and slows when it finally stops. the top of the tequila bottle facing you while the bottom of it is facing… topper.
an evil smile spreads across your lips as you look up at topper who looks more than ready for this kiss before your eyes dip over to rafe. jaw clenched hard enough that you’re sure his teeth will crack. eyes full of pure envy and anger.
a game is a game, right? you can’t opt out.
so you stand up and make your way across the circle over to topper where he’s still sitting fully expecting you not to go through with this round. so when you pull him grab his hand and pull him up he’s stunned.
you let your hand trail up and down his chest and his breath speeds up making you smell the beer on his lips. you make a whole show out this because you know rafe is watching.
finally, you your eyes go down to his lips and you lean in, kissing him.
your hands trail its way up to his face holding it there when you feel his hand gliding down from your hips to your ass, squeezing it.
you hear gasps and whistles from behind you but all you can think about is how furious rafe must be. he’s probably livid.
topper starts getting carried away when you feel his lips move down to your neck, sucking and licking you there but you don’t shoo him off. you’re trying to make rafe crack. make him do anything. so that’s when you look over at rafe and decide this is perfect.
you make eye contact with rafe. he’s furious. hands in a fist. jaw clenched. eyes sharp. face red.
to take it a step further you, you furrow your eyebrows and bite your lip before let out a moan while making straight eye contact with rafe while his best friend attacks your neck.
that’s what makes him break.
he storms out of the basement. his loud stumps being heard as he rushes up the stairs. you quickly push topper off of you and rush after rafe.
you walk through the crowd of people in your kitchen and in your living room and he’s not there.
you make your way up the the balcony and see him there with a joint between his lips. when he spots you he scoffs and quickly look back out at the night sky.
“if you wanna be a whore go do that shit somewhere else” he says blowing smoke past his lips with each word.
“oh please rafe, it was just a fucking game. lighten up” you say rolling your eyes trying to convince him that he’s being dramatic.
“plus, we ‘broke up’ didn’t we?” you add mocking him with the words “broke up” referring back to him saying that you two broke up earlier.
“i mean, we did… i don’t understand the issue” he says before taking another hit of the blunt before tossing the bud of it off the balcony.
“yeah, we did but it’s just the way you said it. it was like you were ready to say it. like you wanted everyone to know” you respond back as if what you’re saying is obvious but deep down you know you sound stupid.
“you sound so fucking stupid. i don’t even know why i fucking came” he says with a scoff before starting to walk away.
“wait- rafe” you say with panic in your voice realizing he’s leaving. as you turn to follow him then tug on the back of his shirt.
“i’m sorry ok, i’m sorry” you say, aware of just how pathetic you sound. one second you were telling him hes overeating and now you’re begging him to stay. yeah, you know it’s toxic.
he turns back around to face you and his anger melts a little . just a small tiny bit. not even noticeable.
“you understand that you just made out with my best friend, right?” he says sharply and angrily.
this is what you wanted… right? for him to be angry.
well now you regret it. it’s your birthday and here your boyfriend is… well ex boyfriend, yelling at you while everyone else has a great time.
“i know rafe, i know. i was just… trying to make you jealous. i said I’m sorry. i’m sorry, just don’t leave. please” you say knowing the words coming out your mouth is stupid and you know you sound toxic but you don’t care. you just want rafe.
“please” you whisper again with the saddest eyes ever as you step closer to rafe.
his hands subconsciously and instinctively find your waist and he looks down at you as his anger crumbles.
“can we just be good? just for tonight. for my birthday” you whisper as you look up at him.
“do you promise to stop being a slut?” he asks pulling you closer and tilting his head with the question.
you nod quickly and almost obediently.
with that rafe leans down and captures his lips with his and for the first time that night everything finally felt right.
