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༉‧₊˚. REINTRODUCING MY READERS

── ⌗ stepsister¡reader ⋆.˚

She’s his sweet stepsister, giggly, always in Brandy Melville shorts and dainty little tops, all soft skin and sleepy smiles. Rafe’s obsessed. He acts like she’s his to protect, spoil, and corrupt. Their bond is quiet but intense, full of brushing hands, lingering looks, and the kind of closeness that makes people stare. He values it too much. And she knows it’s wrong knows she shouldn’t like the way his touches linger or how he looks at her like she’s everything. But she does. She always does.

── ⌗ trailer¡park reader ⋆.˚

You’re his blue babydoll pun-out, slutty, trailer trash with glossy lips and track marks, always in blue and never clean for long. Rafe treats you like something he owns, never sweet, never official, just his filthy little secret he’d sell off without blinking. But when things get real, when your mascara’s smudged and your voice is shaking? He feels everything too much. The sex is crazy. Nasty. Addictive. And Barry? Barry likes you too—maybe too much. Enough to make Rafe notice. Enough to make him jealous.

── ⌗ toxic¡ reader ⋆.˚

They’re a beautiful disaster built on power plays, manipulation, and filthy sex. He throws money like an apology or buries himself in someone else to forget her but always comes crawling back, desperate. She’s poison in lip gloss, an icy Y2K baddie wrapped in Isabel Marant fur, all pout and attitude. Their fights are brutal; their sex is even worse: loud, angry, electric. They wreck each other just to feel something. Addicted. Possessive. Destroyed and still hooked. But when she’s sobbing over some guy who got too handsy? Yeah, he’s the one holding her.

── ⌗ strawberry¡ ⋆.˚

She’s soft pink, pouty, a little spoilt but smarter than she looks, always fluttering around in bows and gloss, sweet as sugar. He’s older. Too old. Her daddy’s closest friend, rich, serious, and protective. Been watching her far too long, waiting until she was just barely old enough to have her. Now she’s his bunny, his princess, his first and only. He spoils her, shields her, and comforts her like a little wife. It’s sweet. It’s wrong. You should stay away.

── ⌗ precious ⋆.˚

Their dynamic is twisted, rotten at the root. Rafe and Barry stole her, and she never really tried to leave. Barry’s the cruel one, with rough hands and mean words, always making her cry, while Rafe plays softer, but he’s just as sick. They drug her when she’s too mouthy, spank her when she disobeys, and take polaroids of her ruined and crying. It’s always the three of them – nasty, messy, feral. She’s their broken little doll, brainwashed and beautiful, too far gone to want anything else.

── ⌗ doll ⋆.˚

Their dynamic is pure filth, secret rot dressed in pink lace. You’re Daddy’s angel, his sweet little doll, with a soft voice and softer thighs, always so eager to please. But Rafe gets you too, his own sister, his obsession, stretched out and soaked for him behind Ward’s back. They both fuck you like you belong to them, whispering filth into your ear with the same breath they call you their baby. Neither knows about the other. But you know. And you love it. You love being their little secret.

── ⌗ protective¡rafe ⋆.˚ . . . coming soon

He’s a soldier through and through. sharp, silent, and masked, the kind of man who looks terrifying but holds you like you’re the most fragile thing alive. You met, by chance, a bored girl with too much pretty stationery, writing to a random soldier. He’s your fierce guardian, your camo-clad shadow who’d kill for you without hesitation. To him, you’re his little Bambi fawn – soft, giggly, and entirely his. When it’s just the two of you, the world fades, replaced by good, secure sex that anchors you both in something real and unbreakable.

── ⌗ angel¡bsf ⋆.˚ . . . coming soon

You and Rafe are way too close for just friends. He’s a total perv for you, stealing your panties like trophies and jerking off to your Insta stories when you think he’s not looking. But underneath all that dirty obsession? He’s hopelessly in love with his giggly angel best friend. There’s never too many cuddles in his bed, and no such thing as TMI between you two. You’re a little ditzy, clueless about how hard he’s always getting around you, but Rafe? He’s completely infatuated, heart and body both caught in your orbit.

── ⌗ bitchy¡reader ⋆.˚ . . . coming soon

She’s the town’s glittering disaster, bratty, high-maintenance, all gloss and chaos. He’s the quiet, brooding sheriff who’s supposed to keep her in line but ends up breaking every rule for her. She teases him, flirts with his deputies, and wears his hat like a crown. He pulls her over just to see her, bails her out more times than he can count. But behind the lashes and lip gloss, there’s something darker. And when he finally sees it – the bruises, the silence – he stops being a cop. It becomes hers instead.

── ⌗ cowboy¡rafe ⋆.˚

He’s all grit and sunburnt shoulders, a real cowboy with dirt under his nails and hands that never stop working. You’re his cherry-slick sweetheart with red lips and little boots, always smelling like strawberries and summertime. You bring him lemonade at the fence, and he pulls you into his lap like it’s instinct. He fucks like he works hard, honestly, and relentlessly. You’ve been his forever, ever since he tipped his hat and called you darlin’. Now he doesn’t sleep right unless you’re tucked under his arm.

── ⌗ blue¡collar rafe ⋆.˚

You’re his sugar, plain and simple, his sweet little’ pin-up doll in gingham and those tiny sinful shorts that ride up when you bend, always prancing’ ‘round in your cowboy boots like trouble wrapped in a bow. Rafe works hard so you don’t have to; your pretty hands are too soft for labour, your voice too sweet for stress. He’ll sweat through a hundred jobs in the Southern sun if it means coming’ home to your kisses, your smile, your soft, slow honey-drip of a “ray”, —whatever it takes. Ain’t nothing he won’t do if it means keeping’ your life easy, soft, and sugar-sweet like he swore he would. he's all broad shoulders dusted in sawdust, and calloused hands that always find your waist sweetly when he walks through the trailer door. Mostly he’s on construction sites, boots heavy and jeans dirt-streaked, but if he catches even a flicker of worry on your pretty face about bills? He’s out before sunrise, taking’ on mechanic work, hauling scrap, fixing fences

── ⌗ loser¡rafe ⋆.˚ . . . coming soon

He’s the bruised-up, scraped-to-hell skater boy with scabbed knees and chipped nails, always too shy to look you in the eye for more than a second. loser Rafe with his 2000s older brother vibes, asking his friends to talk to you first because he’s convinced he’ll combust if he tries. Now that you’re his? He's going to marry you. You read your little book at the skate park while he shows off, and he does anything you ask. No thoughts, just pretty blue eyes and love.

── ⌗ bimbo¡reader ⋆.˚ . . . coming soon

Rafe Cameron is your husband—controlling, obsessive, and completely in love. You’re his soft, spoilt housewife who means well but can’t always keep up. He likes it that way. You try to be perfect for him: packing his lunch, keeping the house pretty, and looking good in pink. He handles the hard stuff, calls you his good girl, and loves spoiling you rotten. He’s rough in bed, gentle after, always saying you were made just for him. It’s messy and a little toxic, but it works because you love being his, and he never wants anyone else.

── ⌗ marines¡rafe ⋆.˚ . . . coming soon

Rafe is a rugged, devoted Marine buff, loyal and endlessly protective—while you’re his soft, glowing girl in a breezy white dress, effortlessly radiant and showing your growing baby bump. Their dynamic is a perfect mix of fierce devotion and tender care: he’s all rough edges and gentle touches, endlessly doting and slightly over-the-top with his babying, while she melts into his arms, feeling safe and cherished. Together, they’re summer warmth, messy love, and the beautiful chaos of new beginnings.

── ⌗ officer¡rafe ⋆.˚ . . . coming soon

Rafe’s the town’s golden cop—protective, respected, a little awkward but with her, he’s all heart. She’s soft and sweet, always stopping by the precinct with a giggle and something baked. He worships her, touches her waist like she’s delicate, and kisses her like he still can’t believe she’s his. They’re steady, real. He lets her ride along just to keep her close. Their love is warm, playful, domestic slow mornings, whispered promises, soft giggles tangled in sheets, and deep, deep trust.

── ⌗ gynaecologist¡rafe ⋆.˚ . . . coming soon

She shows up to her first-ever gyno appointment nervous and fidgety in a white sundress, not expecting the doctor to be so handsome. Dr Rafe Cameron is calm, kind, and a little too gentle, guiding her through the exam with warm praise and lingering touches. What starts as routine becomes something far more intimate, full of flushed cheeks, shaky breaths, and unexpected reactions she doesn’t understand. But he does. He always does. Each visit leaves her more confused, more breathless, and more wrapped up in Dr Cameron’s dangerously soft obsession.

𖦹 ׂ 𓈒 masterlist for all ¡readers here ／ ⋆ ۪

#❛ 💭 ୧﹒stepsister¡reader﹒⌗ ❜#❛ 🫐 ୧﹒trailer¡park reader﹒⌗ ❜#❛ 🧁 ୧﹒toxic¡reader﹒⌗ ❜#❛ 🎀 ୧﹒doll¡reader﹒⌗ ❜#❛ ✉️ ୧﹒precious¡reader﹒⌗ ❜#❛ 🍓 ୧﹒strawberry¡reader﹒⌗ ❜#❛ 🥞 ୧﹒angel¡bsf reader﹒⌗ ❜#❛ 🩰 ୧﹒bimbo¡reader﹒⌗ ❜#❛ 🍡 ୧﹒cowboy¡rafe﹒⌗ ❜#❛ 🎧 ୧﹒protective¡rafe﹒⌗ ❜#❛ 🍥 ୧﹒blue¡collar rafe﹒⌗ ❜#❛ 🪞 ୧﹒marines¡rafe﹒⌗ ❜#❛ 🍙 ୧﹒officer¡rafe﹒⌗ ❜#❛ 🍵 ୧﹒loser¡rafe﹒⌗ ❜#❛ 🥡 ୧﹒gynecologist¡rafe ﹒⌗ ❜#❛ 🍒 ୧﹒bitchy¡reader﹒⌗ ❜

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