raspberry!reader
raspberry!reader who was outer banks sweetheart, with no chill. all teeth when she smiles, all sugar when she wants something. who's personality was addictive and concerning at the same time.
raspberry!reader was a total heartbreaker at college. man eater in it’s finest form. a girl’s girl to her core- bathroom line therapist, hype woman, will fix your hair, call you gorgeous, and tell you to leave your loser boyfriend all in one breath.
raspberry!reader is not for the weak. she’s loud when she’s happy, louder when she’s mad. virgo sun, gemini moon, fire sign rising coded.
raspberry!reader who's a natural born flirt. she flirts with bartenders, bouncers, professors (accidentally), gas station attendants, and old women who compliment her dress. she doesn’t even mean to, it’s just in her tone. in the way she blinks slow and leans in and says “oh my god, stoppp.” while absolutely meaning go on.
raspberry!reader can be a huge bitch. she knows it and owns it. she’ll call you out, cut you off, laugh at your text and leave you on read for fun. but she’s also so insanely nice. like, 'sit and pet your dog while talking to your mom for fourty minutes' nice, or 'offers to walk someone home even though she’s in heels and buys extras of cute things because she thinks you'd look good in it' nice.
raspberry!reader says “trust me” right before doing something illegal. she can shotgun a beer, fake cry for a free drink, and talk her way out of almost anything, except how she feels about rafe.
raspberry!reader gave rafe a run for his money from day one. drives him insane (in a good way, maybe). she shows up barefoot with a drink in her hand and a story that starts with “so don’t be mad, but-” he leans against a wall, arms crossed, watching her like she’s something he’s never gonna fully understand but can't imagine life without.
raspberry!reader who's rarely called her own name by rafe. it's usually “baby.” sometimes “trouble.” occasionally “jesus christ.” she could be buzzing, mean as hell, and pouting and he’s like “you hungry?” which somehow fixes it. she's the life of the party while rafe’s in the corner chair- phone in one hand, pinky lightly hooked around her ankle where it’s resting beside him as she captivates the entire room. he never tries to dim her- it’s not in his nature. he lets her be loud, lets her be wild. he just sighs, shakes his head at her and smiles.
hi! this is my intro for my bluecollar!rafe fic. just a lil something to get to know my mc :) the full fic will be out soon muah














