#how will be

[nanaseo1999]

How will be ꧁ nerd!reader ꧂

✧ nerd!reader who corrects your grammar quietly, but blushes when you catch her. who memorizes facts not to show off, but because knowledge feels like a safe place — a world she controls when everything else feels too chaotic.

✧ nerd!reader who wears oversized sweaters and messy buns, the scent of old books clinging to her hair. who doodles complex formulas and star constellations in the margins of her notebook, daydreaming about worlds far beyond her own.

✧ nerd!reader who’s endlessly curious, always learning, always questioning. who needs time to process emotions but when she does, it’s deep, intense, and fiercely loyal.

✧ nerd!reader who can name every dinosaur, every star constellation, and every ‘90s cartoon theme song — but forgets where she put her keys five seconds ago.

✧ nerd!reader who’s shy about her crush but will Google obscure facts about their favorite fandom just to impress them.

✧ nerd!reader who reads fanfiction at 2AM with her glasses slipping down her nose, clutching a pillow like it’s the main character’s hand, and pretending she’s not crying when she very much is.

꧁ storie with nerd!reader ꧂

How nerd!reader and fratboy!rafe meet

[nanaseo1999]

How will be꧁ brat!reader ꧂

ఌ brat!reader who smirks when told not to do something — and immediately does it anyway, just to see their reaction. She thrives on teasing, pushing buttons with a twinkle in her eye and a lilt in her voice that says, “What are you gonna do about it?”

ఌ brat!reader who fake pouts when she gets scolded, only to giggle a second later and nudge them playfully. she’s all talk and soft touches, poking fun but always ready to melt the moment they get serious.

ఌ brat!reader who asks for kisses, then turns her cheek at the last second — not because she doesn’t want them, but because she lives for the chase. The more you chase, the sweeter her surrender.

ఌ brat!reader who sends you selfies with captions like “miss me yet?” while wrapped in a blanket fort she built instead of doing what you told her to. She’ll roll her eyes when caught, but secretly loves the attention.

ఌ brat!reader who acts bold but blushes when you call her out. Who says “make me” with a grin but falters when you step closer. Who wants to play — to be challenged — but deep down, just wants someone who sees through the act and knows exactly how to handle her.

ఌ brat!reader who’s used to getting her way — not because she demands it, but because she knows how to pout just right, how to flutter her lashes and say “pretty please?” with that voice that makes them give in every single time. She’s spoiled, yes, but only by the people who can’t help but love spoiling her.

[nanaseo1999]

how will be꧁ general practitioner!rafe ꧂

🩺 general practitioner!rafe who always wears a calm smile, soft eyes that never judge, just listen. His presence feels like a warm blanket on a cold day, steady and comforting.

🩺 general practitioner!rafe who knows how to read the smallest signs — a nervous twitch, a hesitant breath — catching worries before they’re spoken.

🩺 general practitioner!rafe who explains patiently, never rushing, with words simple enough to soothe any storm of doubts in his patients’ minds. His voice is steady and grounding.

🩺 general practitioner!rafe who often pauses to make sure he’s understood, patient enough to repeat or explain again without frustration.

🩺 general practitioner!rafe who teases gently about “frequent visits,” but always with warmth — honored to be a safe place

🩺 general practitioner!rafe who carries a subtle scent of eucalyptus and mint, calming and fresh

[nanaseo1999]

How will be ꧁ killer!rafe ꧂

🔪 killer!rafe who stares at himself too long in the mirror, sometimes just to remember he’s real. The blood comes off. The guilt doesn’t.

🔪 killer!rafe who carves out rituals to feel human — a cold shower, a clean shirt, the weight of a familiar knife in his hand — not to heal, but to hold himself together.

🔪 killer!rafe who doesn’t flinch at the sight of blood — not because he’s fearless, but because he lost that part of himself a long time ago. He doesn’t panic. He doesn’t hesitate. He acts instinctively, reflexively, like a survival mechanism.

🔪 killer!rafe who sleeps with one eye open, hand always close to something metal, because he knows what he’s done — and worse, what he’s capable of doing again.

🔪 killer!rafe who doesn’t clean his boots after a job, but always wipes them before stepping into his own place, not because of the mess, but because some things feel too sacred to stain.

🔪 killer!rafe who keeps a crumpled photo in his pocket — not for luck, not for comfort, but because it’s the only thing that proves he’s loved by something softer than him. he touches it with the same hands that have done terrible things, and wonders how both can exist in the same body.

[nanaseo1999]

How will be꧁ CEO!rafe ꧂

💼 CEO!rafe who built his empire from ashes and arrogance, a sharp tongue and sharper instincts. The kind of man who turns boardrooms into battlefields — and never loses.

💼 CEO!rafe who wears expensive suits like a second skin, every button closed with purpose, every cufflink a silent weapon. His cologne is dark amber and powerful, clinging to the walls long after he’s gone.

💼 CEO!rafe whose gaze alone silences a room. He doesn’t need to raise his voice — his disappointment is deadlier than most men’s rage.

💼 CEO!rafe who keeps everything bottled up — the tension in his jaw, the twitch in his temple — until something snaps. And when it does, it’s not a tantrum, it’s a full-blown rage episode. The kind where silence is scarier than screaming, and the aftermath feels like a storm just passed through the office. His anger doesn’t flare often, but when it does… no one dares breathe.

💼 CEO!rafe who’s the last to leave and the first to arrive. He doesn’t believe in luck — only in control, loyalty, and results. Everything else is a liability.

💼 CEO!rafe who has enemies in every corner, but no one’s brave enough to touch him. Because Rafe Cameron didn’t just climb the ladder — he owns it now

[nanaseo1999]

How will be ꧁ goodgirl!reader ꧂

𐙚 goodgirl!reader who blushes when praised. who follows the rules, who wants to be told she’s doing so well. who's soft-spoken — but not so innocent. who bites her lip when she's nervous… and when she's not.

𐙚 goodgirl!reader who keeps everything neat — from her posture to her thoughts — and panics when something feels out of place. She rewrites text messages five times before sending them, and says “sorry” even when she’s the one hurt.

𐙚 goodgirl!reader who gets flustered easily, eyes wide, lips parted like she’s always seconds away from apologizing. she stammers when praised, cheeks going warm, hands nervously twisting the hem of her sleeve as she whispers, “thank you…”

𐙚 goodgirl!reader who obeys without questioning — but not because she doesn’t think. because she wants to be good. she wants to be perfect. she wants to be loved for it. she wants to be told “you did so well.” she wants to hear “good girl” and feel it in her chest.

𐙚 goodgirl!reader who whispers “did I do good?” not because she doubts herself, but because she needs to hear it from people.

𐙚 goodgirl!reader who wears soft colors, bows in her hair, and lip balm she reapplies three times before seeing him.

꧁ storie with goodgirl!reader ꧂

how goldenboy!rafe and goodgirl!reader meet

[nanaseo1999]

how will be꧁athletic!reader ꧂

🏃‍♀️ athletic!reader who wakes up before sunrise to run when the world is still quiet, headphones in, sneakers tied tight, breath steady

🏃‍♀️ athletic!reader who’s competitive, but never cruel. Who celebrates others’ wins like her own, but trains harder the next day. Who believes in discipline over talent and effort over excuses.

🏃‍♀️ athletic!reader who cries at the gym, wipes her face with her sleeve and finishes her reps anyway

🏃‍♀️ athletic!reader who teaches you how to pace yourself — in life, in love, in healing. Who encourages you to keep going, one step at a time "Just one more round," she says, but she means: don’t give up yet.

🏃‍♀️ athletic!reader who was the best in every domain in high school — sports, grades, leadership, all of it. Not because she was trying to prove something, but because she didn’t know how not to give her all.

🏃‍♀️ athletic!reader who wears old team hoodies, hair always in a ponytail or messy bun, and a water bottle always within reach. Her skin smells like sun and salt — like early morning jogs by the water, sun-warmed pavement.

꧁ storie with athletic!reader ꧂

How athletic!reader and ex-athlete!rafe meet