#₊˚⊹♡ nerd!rafe

[rafesangelita]

♡ when nerd!rafe finds explicit content of you on your laptop — aka a study session turned gooning session..

warnings: mentions of nude photos and videos, teasing, flirty banter, slight guilt, masturbation, suggestive ending

a/n: read more about nerd!rafe and bitchy!pogue!reader here !

rafe shook his head when he saw the glossy pink casing of your macbook staring back at him from the desk in the corner of his room, his phone buzzing just as he was about to send you a lengthy message about forgetting your laptop at his place for the thousandth time.

[3:57 PM] ♡ y/n : pls tell me i left my computer at your place, i was leaving the club this morning at like 3AM and couldn’t find it in my bag…

rafe sighed at your text. of course you’d be leaving the club at an outrageous hour.

[4:00 PM] Rafe Cameron : Yes, it’s here. Please remember you can’t be forgetting it all of the time, how are you supposed to do homework when you don’t have your laptop at home?

you rolled your eyes as you read over his message. ugh, he was always on your case about getting your assignments done and turned in on time.

[4:03 PM] ♡ y/n : whatever. i actually already finished everything i had to do but if you could please proofread an essay for me i’ll love you forever. i’m on my way over.

rafe let you know the front door was unlocked before opening your laptop, his cheeks burning red as a picture of you in a skimpy bikini illuminated the screen. if anyone was going to put themselves as their wallpaper, it’d be you. typing in your password, rafe went ahead and clicked on the ‘files’ icon, a frustrated groan leaving his lips when a storage notification popped up.

⚠︎ DUE TO MAXIMUM STORAGE USE YOU ARE UNABLE TO ACCESS THIS FILE. PLEASE DELETE LARGE MEDIA.

large media? what the hell did you have on here?

exiting out of the ‘files’ app, rafe opened your camera roll, his mouth going dry at the sight. scrolling up for what seemed like forever, rafe swallowed hard as his eyes took in the view of your naked form. someone seemed to be having a little too much fun with photo booth on here..

your pictures ranged from fully nude, to you posing in nothing but a g-string and other suggestive positions that all of a sudden made rafe’s pants feel ten times tighter. feeling the familiar ache in his groin, rafe looked down and cursed under his breath at the tent forming in his pants. he couldn’t help but feel a sense of guilt at the whole thing. here he was, going through your private photos and getting hard while you thought he was checking your essay for any errors. surely, he wasn’t going to be getting the ‘man of the year’ award anytime soon.

clicking on a video that caught his attention, rafe leaned back in his chair as he kept his eyes trained on the screen in front of him. he watched as you flipped your hair over your shoulder, a teasing smile making its way to your lips before you scooted back, fluttering your lashes at the camera. rafe couldn’t recognize what exact song you had playing in the background, but he knew it had to be some kind of early 2000’s pop anthem by the way you had a very specific music taste for that era. you basically flirted with the camera as you unhooked your bra, the hot pink lace falling to the floor at your feet.

pushing his glasses further up on the bridge of his nose, he blinked when your tits came into view, the soft swells looking so perfect and plump as you rolled your sensitive buds between your fingers. you moaned, the sound shooting straight down to rafe’s cock. “fuck..” he wiped the sweat from his brow, not daring to miss a single beat of your ministrations. rafe wondered how someone could look so pretty doing such vulgar things, his hand seemingly having a mind of its own as he started palming himself in a poor attempt to relieve some of the pressure in his core.

he damn near made himself jump out of his chair at his own touch, his sensitivity flying through the roof as the video came to a stop. you were such a tease all the time, rafe felt like his current actions was a result of all the pent up sexual frustration finally rising to the surface, his skin hot and flushed as he unbuttoned his pants and took himself out of his undewears. he’ll feel terrible about this later, but right now he needed release more than anything else. with one hand fisting his cock, and the other clicking through your photos, rafe was a whimpering mess by the time you had walked up his driveway.

slipping your heels off at the door, you paused once you heard what sounded like a muffled whine come from upstairs. arching a brow, you quietly placed your bag down before tiptoeing to rafe’s room. you didn’t know what to expect upon peeking through the crack in the door, but seeing rafe cry out into his palm while cum decorated his stomach definitely wasn’t on the list. you gasped softly once you saw yourself on the laptop in front of him, his chest rising and falling as he sat hunched over at his desk. rafe was tugging one out to your pictures.. the thought alone made your head spin.

debating on whether or not you should interrupt his little moment, you thought about all the stuff rafe did for you without ever expecting anything in return. he was so cute and funny and somehow found a way to tolerate you and all your sassy remarks, it only felt right to express your appreciation. creeping up behind him, rafe spinned in his chair when his phone went off, his mind going completely blank as you stood over him with a glittery smile. “y/n—!” he choked, his eyes widening as his hands shot down to conceal his length. you took a moment to study him, your own arousal seeping through your panties as you took in his disheveled appearance.

unbuttoned shirt, chiseled abs, his glasses sitting crookedly on his nose, the flush of pink that dusted over his cheeks.. you needed him bad. taking a step forward, you reached out and ran your fingers through his hair, making sure to tug the ends in order to tease him. “i would’ve never forgotten my laptop here if i had known you’d be jerking off to me..” you said innocently, your acrylic nails raking down his chest before you moved his hands away to reveal his cock. “please forgive me, y/n! i’m not a creep, i promise, i—” you shushed him, muttering a small ‘shut up.’ before ridding yourself of your panties.

rafe blinked, his chest still heaving as you held onto his shoulders for leverage. “no need to be sorry,” you reassured him, swinging a leg over his lap, “i actually think it’s kinda cute.” rafe shuddered once you sat down, your puffy, slick folds enveloping the tip of his cock as he stared up at you, dumbfounded. “you know.. you’re always teaching me things, maybe it’s time i teach you a thing or two, yeah?” rafe swallowed thickly when you shifted your weight, your hips grinding against his own as his palms found their resting place on top of your thighs.

nodding helplessly at your words, you reached down and aligned rafe with your entrance.

“hopefully you do a good job, ray, because you’re getting graded for this one.”

[cherrysinner]

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ heart-shaped cut-out

pairing: nerd!rafe x pervert!reader synopsis: reader shows rafe her new lingerie warnings: smut, masturbation (f), sexting MDNI! wc: 700 a/n; i saw the new skims heart cut-out lingerie and it was so cute i had to write something about it!! anyway it’s another completely new fic, my neighbors are partying on a tuesday but this is for my nerd!rafe girls.

masterlist ♡ pervert!reader masterlist

you opened the package you'd ordered a week before, your eyes widening in glee when you got a peek of the baby pink fabric. you clapped your hands together, carefully lifting the bralette, admiring the little heart cut-out in the middle. when you'd seen it, you immediately knew you had to have it.

it took about five minutes until you were out of your clothes and changed into the adorable lingerie set, laying on your bed as you twirled your hair biting down on your lower lip as you sent a text to rafe.

YOU: i know we're supposed to meet up in a few minutes for tutoring, but i wanted to ask if you wanted to see some new clothes i got 🥰

you rubbed yourself through the pink fabric of your thong as you waited for him to reply, looking through pictures of rafe, the fabric forming a slight wet spot while your breathing got more erratic, especially when you landed on a picture you'd sneakily taken of his hand while he had been writing down notes. but when your phone finally pinged and the notification came up, you couldn't help the mischievous grin that took over your lips.

RAFE: Sure 😊

you opened the camera app on your phone, starting to record a video. you looked at the camera, biting down on your lip with a smile, before bringing it down to your chest, cupping and squeezing your breasts. your nipples were hard and pebbled through the fabric, and you let out a soft laugh.

you slowly panned it down to the thong you were wearing, showing off the damp patch on it, but now, instead of rubbing yourself through the fabric, you slipped your finger through the heart-shaped cut-out until it met your clit, causing you to let out a slight gasp. you circled and rubbed your clit, letting out small moans for the camera, your thoughts on rafe and the reaction the video would get from him.

after a few minutes had gone by, you dipped your fingers inside of you, gathering some of your arousal and taking your hand out of your thong, showing your fingers off to the camera.

"fuck, 'm so wet..." you moaned, before stopping the video. grinning, you pulled on a sweatshirt that was lounging next to your bed, taking a picture of yourself wearing it.

you went to your messages with rafe, proceeding to send the video you'd taken, keeping your eyes on the screen, waiting for the little 'read' receipt to appear, and it took a few minutes, but once the little grey text appeared, you sent the picture of you in the sweatshirt.

YOU: oops, i sent you the wrong thing, meant to show you the sweatshirt 😅 i'll be in the library soon!

you pulled on a pair of low-waisted jeans, making sure they showed off a sliver of the pink fabric, and even though it took you ten minutes to get to the library, rafe's face was still flushed, and there was still a bulge in his chinos.

"hope i didn't take too long." you said with a coy smile, pulling back the chair and sitting down next to him, more than pleased with his reaction.

"n-no... it's all good..." rafe mumbled, looking down at his textbook. you stretched your arms over your head, letting out a feigned yawn, rafe's eyes zeroing in on the small amount of skin peeking out under your sweatshirt, the boy letting out a breath before clearing his throat, and you immediately knew he'd seen the thong you were wearing, the soaked thong you’d rubbed yourself through.

"so." you turn to him with a bright, casual smile, biting down on your lower lip in the same way you had done in the video, acting like you weren't getting off on knowing how much he wanted you as you tucked a strand of hair behind your ear before bringing your hand down to rest on the table, touching his just a tiny bit, and even the minimal contact caused his eyes to widen.

"what are you gonna teach me today, rafey?

[angelluvsrafe]

this might be weird so i’m on anon but i saw your post about little things nerd!rafe does, and i saw the one that says he loves sleeping naked with reader because of the skin to skin, but could you write something about likeeeeee if reader got her period overnight while they were sleeping naked? what would he do? how would he tell her?

nothings considered weird on this blog 💕

rafe wakes up before you, sitting up gently as to not disturb you. he puts on his glasses and grabs a book.

you move closer to him, pulling the covers with you— revealing a red stain on the mattress. he sees it out of the corner of his eyes and looks at it properly.

he sighs as he realises it’s blood, looking down at you as he decides how he will go about it. he doesn’t want to embarrass you. but he also kinda need to tell you now so it doesn’t get worse.

he rubs your back softly and kisses your forehead.

“angel… wake up…” he whispers gently and presses a few kisses over your sleep flushed face.

your eyes flutter open, squinting at the bright light coming through the window.

he smiles softly and pushes some hair out of your face.

“morning baby…” he smiles softly, how the hell does he let you know without making you uncomfortable?

“morning…” you mumble back.

“uh… baby i think you started your period…” he gently strokes your cheek with his thumb.

your eyes open fully and you look up at him, his warm breath fanning over your face.

“what?” you sit up and look down at your crotch— it’s covered in blood. you groan and check the mattress, only to see more blood.

“i can run you a bath…? or um- like a shower or something…” he suggests softly, seeing your expression visibly relax at his tone.

you nod softly and he’s immediately scooping you up in his arms, one under your knees and one under your back.

“would you rather a bath or a shower?” he asks with a soft smile as he carries you to the bathroom.

“um… shower…” you murmur, still sleepy.

he nods and sets you down, in the bathroom. he quickly turns on the shower and grabs a hair clip.

he gathers your hair and clips it up, patting your head lightly when he finishes.

“get in, angel… i’ll go change the bedding” he kisses your temple as you step under the shower, the warm water immediately washing away some of the blood.

he walks back into the bedroom, shutting the door slightly so you have some more privacy.

ten minutes later he comes back to see you sat down in the shower.

“hey… you okay?” he crouches down next to you and tilts his head so he can see your face better.

“cramps…” you mumble and he sighs sympathetically.

“i’m sorry, baby…” he takes your hands and pulls you up.

he grabs a towel and holds it out for you to step into— he wraps it around you and then grabs a tampon from the cupboard.

“you okay with me doing this or would you rather?” he asked softly, his eyes scanning your expression for any hesitation.

you nod.

“you can do it…”

he nods and lift your leg, he puts it in quickly before throwing the applicator out. he kisses your stomach and then looks up at you.

“that okay? no coochie cramps?” he presses a kiss to your cheek.

“yeah… no coochie cramps…” you reassure him and he smiles.

“good, come on… i got you a heating pad, some pain killers and then i also got you some raspberry leaf tea, i know you don’t really like it but it helps… right?” he lists off, handing you some comfy clothes— his preparation making your heart flutter.

you nod and take the pills and change before getting into the fresh bed. the sheets are now a darker colour than the ones you bled on.

you thank god every day that rafe is so smart and actually uses his brain— unlike most boys his age.

“okay i’ll go make you something to eat because empty stomach and pills is a no no” he kisses your temple and heads downstairs.

you spend the rest of the day cuddling in bed, wrapped in his arms.

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[cameronsbabydoll]

hii idk if you've done this but i'd love to see your take on like nerd!rafe putting mean popular reader in her place! (btw your writing is soso good sexist!rafey is literally my man my man)

“extra credit” — dark!nerd!loser!rafe

you always thought he was a loser.

pale, quiet, eyes always flicking to your thighs in lecture like he didn’t want to be caught. like he didn’t already know what color your panties were. because he did. he had pictures. cameras. notes. you made fun of him once—laughed when he dropped his pen in front of you and blushed when you bent over to pick it up.

you thought that power was yours.

but now you’re tied to a chair in his apartment—nails broken, mascara smudged—and he’s standing over you with a smug, patient smile, like he’s finally solved a math problem that’s been bothering him for years.

“you thought you were better than me,” he says softly, like he’s explaining it for a class. “just because you’re pretty. because you’re loud. because you got fingered in the frat house bathroom by some lacrosse player who probably can’t even spell his own name.”

he crouches. grabs your chin. forces you to look at him.

“but guess what, sweetheart?”

he leans in, breath warm against your cheek.

“i aced every class. i got into med school. and you are just a scared little slut in my basement now. so who wins, huh?”

you try to spit in his face. he laughs.

and then he backhands you. not hard. just enough to make your lip split, just enough to make you cry. and it’s so satisfying when you do.

“there she is,” he murmurs, tracing the blood with his thumb. “my little project. finally ready to learn.”

[moondustbaby]

Study Session

nerd!Rafe x sorority girl!Reader

summary: Midway through the semester, a quiet study session in the library starts to feel a little less academic and a little more like something else. You’re still just biology partners… but the way Rafe’s heart races every time you touch him is starting to make that harder to believe.

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The library is nearly empty—just the sound of highlighters squeaking, keys tapping, and someone’s lo-fi study playlist playing softly through tiny laptop speakers. You’re in one of the back study rooms, shoes kicked off, legs curled up in your chair as you sip an iced matcha and chew on the end of your pen.

Across from you, Rafe is painfully stiff in his seat. Elbows on the table. Back straight. Pencil tapping steadily against his binder as he tries—and fails—not to look at the way your socked foot keeps brushing the edge of his thigh every time you shift.

You glance up from your laptop, catching the way his eyes dart quickly back to his notes.

“Rafe.”

He hums in response, still staring at his open binder like it holds the answers to life’s biggest questions.

“Relax.”

“I am relaxed.”

You raise a brow. “You’re sitting like you’re being held hostage.”

He exhales a quiet laugh—nervous, breathy. “Just trying to stay focused.”

You stretch, arms overhead, shirt riding up just enough to reveal the waistband of your leggings. You don’t miss the way his eyes flick toward your stomach for half a second before returning to his notes like he’s physically punishing himself for looking.

“On glycolysis,” you tease, “or on how my foot keeps touching your leg?”

“I—” He chokes. Visibly. “I mean… both?”

You grin, leaning forward to rest your chin in your hand. “You’re cute when you’re flustered.”

He’s not even trying to hide his blush now. It starts at his ears and spreads down his neck, blooming across his cheeks like wildfire.

You’ve been doing this for weeks now. Teasing him. Testing him. Sitting close, playing dumb even when you already know the answer just to hear him explain it in that quiet, earnest voice of his. You’re not sure when it shifted—when this stopped being just a semester-long bio project and started becoming… this. Whatever this is.

You stretch again, then slide out of your chair with a sigh.

“Where are you going?” Rafe asks quickly, voice just a little too eager.

You gesture to the other side of the table. “I’m bored of sitting across from you. Scoot.”

He hesitates like you just suggested something criminal. “Uh—okay?”

He shifts over, letting you slide into the spot beside him. Now your thigh is pressed right against his, and he’s gone completely rigid again, hands flat on the table like he’s afraid to move.

You lean in slightly, peering at his notes. “God, your handwriting is insane.”

He blinks at you. “Insane how?”

“Like… perfect. Are you a robot?”

He laughs—soft and embarrassed. “No, I just… write a lot.”

“You know girls would kill for handwriting like this.”

“I’m sure they wouldn’t.”

You turn your head toward him, close enough that your shoulder brushes his arm. “You’d be surprised.”

There’s a moment—silent, charged—where neither of you moves.

He clears his throat and glances down at his open notebook again. “We should, um, keep working on the data table.”

You nod slowly, still watching him.

“You know…” you murmur, “I think this is the first time I’ve seen you in sweatpants.”

His lips twitch. “I ran out of clean jeans.”

“Well, I like it. Very casual. Very off-duty professor.”

He laughs again, quieter this time. “That’s… not the vibe I was going for.”

“It’s working for you.”

He doesn’t say anything, but you can feel the way he reacts. The little shift in his breathing. The way he taps his pencil against his page a little faster.

You rest your cheek against his shoulder like it’s the most natural thing in the world.

“I like studying with you,” you say softly. “Even if you’re a little high-strung.”

He doesn’t move. Doesn’t even breathe for a second.

“I like studying with you too,” he finally says, so quietly it makes your heart skip.

You glance up at him.

His eyes are already on you.

Not panicked. Not darting away like usual. Just… soft. Warm. Maybe a little scared. But definitely looking.

You tilt your head. “What?”

He shrugs slightly, lips tugging into a sheepish smile. “Nothing. Just… this is nice.”

You smile back.

For a second, it feels like the whole world pauses—like the walls of the study room could cave in and you wouldn’t even notice.

But then he blinks and looks away, clearing his throat again as he nudges the binder between you both.

“Okay. Table first. Then we can work on the conclusion.”

You nod. “Deal.”

But you don’t move away.

And neither does he.

You finish the table together—quietly, comfortably, shoulders brushing, knees touching—and when the library closes and the session ends, he walks you back to your sorority house like always.

And this time, when you hug him goodbye, he lingers for just a second longer than usual.

a/n: yaaay first nerd!rafe x sorority girl!reader fic is officially here ♡ I had way too much fun writing the soft tension and nervous boy vibes in this one—this era of them just being lab partners is such a goldmine and I can’t wait to keep building on it! hope you love these two as much as I do

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♥️ lani

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[sacrificiallane]

i need him i need him i need him i…

୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ. this is the face nerd!Rafe makes when u give him head for the first time ever… yeah…

A heated make out session with his extremely hot tutee already felt like he was acting out some weird fantasy he’s seen in his favorite porno’s. But this? Oh, this was being saved in his memory for the rest of his life.

Your hands traveled down his body, giving him a small smirk as you kissed the skin of his stomach, pulling your tongue out and licking his happy trail, your hands moving to his belt, throwing it off of him. He watched eagerly, his eyes widening as you pulled off his pants and then his boxers, his hard cock springing against his stomach.

“You’re bigger than I thought you would be.” You mused, a shade of pink covering his cheeks now.

You went back up to kiss him again, his lips hungrily moving against your soft ones. You pulled away after a moment, and traveled back down to his cock.

“Wait, wait, are you sure?”

“More than sure.”

Oh fuck. That was hot.

His hips bucked when your mouth finally wrapped around his aching tip, letting out a low moan.

“Oh shit.” He murmured, his hands flying to your head. You put your hands at the base of his cock, while you let your mouth work around his girth. You swirled your tongue around it, and he felt like he was going to ascend into whatever heaven there was.

“Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck.” He groaned out breathily when you looked up at him through your lashes, “you’re- you’re really fucking pretty.” He let out a noise that could only be compared to a whine, his hands tangling further in your hair, gently pulling at it without even realizing. His mouth formed an ‘O’ shape as he stared down at you, his eyebrows creasing together.

You set a faster pace, your mouth speedily moving up and down on his length, while he let out the most delicious sounds you think a person could make. You felt drool forming on the corner of your mouth.

His head fell back on the pillows behind him, despite his attempts to keep looking at you. He raised his head again, letting out a guttural groan when you swirled your tongue once again.

“Y/n-“ he spoke, you still looking up at him with those beautiful eyes that were slowly killing him. He couldn’t take it anymore. You felt his warm cum shoot into your mouth, him letting out a shocked groan, his head falling back against the pillow again.

You pulled away, kitten licking the tip of his cock, swallowing all of his seed.

“Oh god, oh god, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.” He spoke rather embarrassed, covering his face with his hands. You smiled at him, tilting your head in confusion.

“You’re okay.” You said with a giggle, him looking at you now, moving his hands away from his face.

He gave you a sweet smile, “Uhm.. thank you. You’re- uhm- really, fucking good at that.”

“Really? Thank you…” you replied. He blushed under your gaze, and you smiled at his shyness. It was adorable.

He sat up on the bed, moving closer to you now. “Uhm… this might be a little… late, but, I- I really like you. And I was wondering if- uh- if maybe you’d wanna go on a date with me? Like- like a real one. With clothes, maybe.” He said with a nervous chuckle, you laughing along.

“I’d love to,” you replied, raising your hand so you could cradle his face, the both of your lips touching again, and the both of you falling back into his sheets.

[esotericcangel]

MINT JULEP ♡ R. CAMERON

♡ pairing: nerd!rafe x man hater!reader

♡ summary: you meet nerd!rafe at a bar

♡ warnings/tags: suggestive language, tension, mentions of alcohol

God, you were pissed.

A mixture of BO and alcohol clung to your nostrils, wafting your senses every few seconds and sending a sickening wave of nausea over you.

It was your first night out after your ‘boyfriend’ had been caught cheating on you, and so far? you weren’t enjoying it.

It was one of the first times you’d allowed yourself to be vulnerable to anyone. a man, no less. and all he did was chew your heart up and spit it back out at you.

So now here you were. Nursing a mint julep and chewing your lower lip raw, hoping to any deity that the friends you’d come here with would appear at any second and whisk you away from this madness.

Instead, the opposite happened.

Rafe knew he was an antisocial freak(quote from his highschool bully), and even after graduating from high school as valedictorian he’d still never struck gold with a woman, much to his dismay. It wasn't like he was unattractive or anything. No, anyone, any woman with eyes could see that he was a ten; broad shoulders that filled out his top, biceps that looked biteable. He was just so… awkward. fidgety. He could blame it on his undiagnosed ADHD, but then he’d just feel sorry for himself, and he didn’t want to.

And it wasn’t like Rafe needed to have a girlfriend, or some sort of romantic figure in his life. He prided himself on not being a hormone driven freak, constantly looking for his next fuck like some guys he knew. he was intelligent, and to him that was enough.

The stone of the bar top was cold against his forearms, the silver of his watch glinting in the fluorescent light of the bar. It was late, maybe even too late for Rafe to be out right now. He had a paper due in biochemistry at exactly 8 AM in the morning, and his professor wasn’t the most gracious. but still, rafe lifted his glass of bourbon to his lips slowly but surely, eyes scanning the bar analytically. His nerves were a little shot, palms a little clammy. He wasn’t used to going to bars late at night, dancing, and picking up girls. but the epiphany he’d had the other night when he’d shamefully admitted his purity to his card playing club gave him a brief moment of clarity, enough to encourage him to spritz some cologne on his neck and step into the bar closest to his college campus.

And amidst his psychological analysis of the guy on the far end of the bar, who’d taken three shots now, and who Rafe had mentally concluded was probably fatherless, came your voice.

Your voice, although snappy, was sweet and melodic to rafe’s ears, and had his head snapping to the other end of the bar to see you. And God, you were like a dream.

Rafe almost pinched himself. Was he dreaming? Was this some twisted fantasy his mind was creating, and instead of being here, five steps away from you, he was passed out on a stack of papers in his dorm?

Shaking his head to rid himself of a reverie, he took a tentative look around. No one saw that. Good.

He let his eyes trail over your body once more, dragging over your skin, and if you saw him doing so, it would’ve felt like a physical touch.

And after a few minutes of wordlessly hyping himself up, Rafe slipped off the cracked leather stool he once occupied, running a hand through his already slicked back hair. He approached you as if you were a scared deer who could run off any second.

“Hello.” God, he sounded pathetic.

Amongst your seething and mental decision to never give another man the time of day ever again, your head jerked back, jaw tense and brows raised just a fraction. Your expression was almost irritable as thought Rafe was the greatest bother that could’ve approached you.

One look at him and you scoffed, throwing a hand dismissively into his direction and sipping your mint julep. “No.” As if you were brushing off an overly eager child.

His face crumbled, like a child denied a toy, a crease forming between his brows. “Well I was just-”

“No.”

Okay… maybe he needed a different approach. He cleared his throat, a newfound confidence taking over as he found the courage to slip into the seat next to you.

This only worsened your irritation, hand slamming down your drink on the bar top, head whipping in his direction about to tell him off-

“Mint julep. That- that’s nice. Gatsby.” he said with a silly grin, cerulean eyes flicking between your drink and face—which was still twisted up in irritation, but now a bit.. Confused?

“Excuse me?”

“Your drink,” he clarified, pointing his finger in its direction. “You’re drinking a mint julep. like in The Great Gatsby?”

You could faintly recall reading that book in highschool, writing an essay on it in your English honors class. You could also never recall a moment where a guy had attempted to pick you up by referencing a book.

“Um.. yeah. I guess,” you replied. Dry, uninterested.

He swallowed, grin fading a little, a small flutter of panic blooming in his chest. He felt like he was losing a game that didn’t even want to play.

“You know, Fitzgerald really wrote that scene well,” He tried again, hoping you’d engage. “I mean it was obvious gatsby was overstepping, but-“

“Overstepping?” You interrupted, Your attention now fully grabbed. “He was in love with Daisy. If I loved someone I'd try to win them over too.” You scoffed.

His brows raised, a smile curling at his lip that said, I have you.

“Well she was with Tom,” He reasoned.

“Tom was a racist elitist who cheated on her. I hardly think he was the more suitable option.”

“So you’d choose Gatsby.”

“In a heartbeat.”

His smile was wide now, the subtle curling of the corners of his mouth more defined, his dimples prominent in the apples of his cheeks.

And it was then when the flicker of realization made way into your mind, the frightening revelation that he’d caught your attention, and managed to hold on to it.

Instead of fighting it, you wanted to give in. So you did.

You offered a hand and said only your name, a wordless truce between the debate that was Tom vs. Gatsby.

“Rafe,” he offered in return, his larger hand engulfing yours as he accepted it, giving a light shake. It was like a shot of electricity had traveled up his arm, almost making him shiver. “Rafe Cameron.”

“Well.. Rafe Cameron,” You emphasized his name, almost a tease, but you still kept your voice dry as if you were uninterested. You swallowed a sinful of your mint julep. “I think you’re wrong.”

He only smiled and shook his head, cocking it further to the side as he let his eyes wander back to your profile. And for the first time ever, Rafe suddenly understood why some people longed for love.

© 𝐄𝐒𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓 please refrain from copying, translating or claiming my work as yours .ᐟ

divider creds to @bernardsbendystraws .ᐟ

[starkeyvhs]

RAFE CAMERON MASTERLIST!

♡ — indicates popular work / ✧ — indicates author's fav

thoughts (everything under 500)

✶ rafe's love language being gift giving

✶ soft!rafe keeping little notes in reader's textbook

✶ reader softening frat!rafe

✶ toxic relationship with rafe ✧

blurbs (everything between 500 and 1k)

✶ wrong number — your love life had some major updates but you ended up calling the wrong person for it (or maybe it was the right person all along?)

✶ sneak — you’ve been sneaking into rafe’s bed a lot often than usual with the spare keys you have. ♡ 

✶ physics lessons — physics is simply your worst enemy. but thanks to your super sweet boyfriend, it really isn’t anymore. ♡

✶ interruptions — you keep on interrupting rafe’s rambles with your kisses. ♡✧

✶ glory box — rafe went out on a date, but just as you had known and predicted, it went horribly wrong. ✧

✶ disrupted — your and rafe’s alone time gets interrupted when you get a notification about your grades. ♡✧

oneshots (everything between 1k and 5k)

✶ kiss me — 3 times rafe’s attempts to kiss you for the first time failed and the 1 time it didn’t. OR you have a ‘thing’ going on with the most popular guy of your school, where you both just know about your mutual attraction, but aren’t doing anything about it. how cliché, am I right? ♡✧

✶ enviers goin' to envy — envy gets the best of you when you hear about rafe and a new girl. 

✶ no one noticed — rafe gets to see the side of the nerd, quiet girl of his class no one has seen before. ✧

✶ things we never got over — you were rafe’s best friend since kindergarten, but the inevitable friendship breakup was bound to come. after years of friendship and unrequited pining, 21 year old rafe believes the only way he can rid himself of the emotional turmoil he still feels, is therapy. ✧

✶ unhook — it’s rafe’s first sleepover with his first girlfriend – who is equally shy as him – but she needs help with unhooking her bra.

✶ to be loved is to be known — three times rafe shows he knows you, and the one time you show you know him. OR you’ve recently moved in with your boyfriend, rafe. you were worried if living together would work out for you two or not, but by the looks of it, it’s absolutely perfect.

full fics (everything over 5k)

✶ kill bill — your ex-boyfriend has a new girlfriend, so you take matters in your own hands. ✧

✶ only you my girl, only you babe — four times your “enemy” rafe hinted he cares for you and the one time you actually caught on it. OR you thought rafe doesn’t like you because he hates all pogues. little did you know he has always looked at you differently. ♡✧

specific character dynamics

soft!rafe, nerd!rafe, bsf!rafe, dad!rafe

concepts

✶ nerd!rafe x popular!reader ✧

✶ hands behind your back! (detective!rafe x detective!reader)

✶ 30 love! (tennis player!rafe x wag!reader)

different universes

✶ the cameron family masterlist

headcanons

nothing yet!

series

nothing yet!

© starkeyvhs 2024. all rights reserved. please do not copy or republish any of my content without running by me first.

main masterlist

[highpope]

highpope masterlist (updated)

in case ya want to read the nonsense ive written. i only write under the name highpope on tumblr and AO3.

♡ unfinished sereis | ❤ completed work | ☆ my favorites ｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆｡･:*: OUTER BANKS

haunted house blurb (jj x reader)  “my gf is a nerd” (jj x reader) sick headcanon (jj x reader) bday headcanon (jj x reader) ☆ what are you smiling about (jj x reader) ☆ and it always leads back to you (and my hometown) hide and seek (jj x reader) home with you masterlist (jj x oc) ♡ Silver Keys masterlist  (jj x oc) ♡ valentine's day blurb (jj x reader) stuck with you (jj x reader) ☆ pieced together (show rewrite) ♡ thanksgiving headcanon fall date headcanon (pope x reader) hogwarts houses x obx  pogues as different things people have said to me  trying to braid kie’s hair headcanon  wlw Kie boo! (jj x reader) "woah scary" (rafe x reader) Biker!JJ (xreader) TSITP

some things are better off untouched (jeremiah x deb ball reader) JATP

dating luke headcanon  at school with Julie  things my mom has said jatp | pt. 2

[sacrificiallane]

NINE NEW MESSAGES

﹙ c.ai bots for funsies / 'texting' experience ﹚

Art Donaldson

bored and miss you. think you want to transfer to stanford? pls.

Rafe Cameron

i just woke up. can you give me a sec before you start being weird?

JJ Maybank

u hate me.

Luke Castellan

you branded me, i have hickeys everywhere!! wtf

Percy Jackson

the ocean says you're a nerd

Mattheo Riddle

maybe next year we just not go back to hogwarts? idk just a thought.

Patrick Zweig

i'll make you a mom one day. housewife, too

Stiles Stilinski

full moon on the weeknd. should i bring the cuffs?

Spider!Percy

did you see me swingin by. pretty cool, right?

disclaimer: i know that in the pjo universe they can't have phones. it's why i said 'funsies'. same with Mattheo lol. idk how this will do, lemme know :) bigger stuff to come soonish ♡

[harleyharlot]

THESE are some of my personal favourite fics, drabbles and imagines. i would give these creators a follow if i were you so that you can keep an eye on their amazing works! if i've mentioned your fic down below and i don't follow you, please let me know! let's become moots. again i will update this list as i go on to read more! ★

special mentions are highlighted in red! ★

-`♡´- (smut) ୨୧ (fluff) ⚡︎ (angst)

★ jj maybank

munch (@luxbub) -`♡´-

raw (@moremaybank) -`♡´-

feature me (@moremaybank) -`♡´-

mornings on vacation (@moremaybank) -`♡´-

the one where jj loves to have lunch with you (@mvybanks) ୨୧

jj fucking reader on his motorcycle (@stwrkeys) -`♡´-

banana pancakes (@https-florals) -`♡´- ୨୧

the one with your sundress (@https-florals) -`♡´-

fwb w/ jj (@rafesveryrealgf) ୨୧ ⚡︎

boyfriend material jj (@princessbrunette) ୨୧

★ miguel o'hara

nerd!miguel starts an only fans pt.1 (@cheonstapes) -`♡´-

nerd!miguel starts an only fans pt.2 (@cheonstapes) -`♡´-

overstimulating nerd!miguel (@nymphomatique) -`♡´-

your boobs look heavy, let me hold them for you (@cheonstapes) -`♡´-

soft dom w/ nerd!miguel (@nymphomatique) -`♡´-

desired fantasy (@nymphomatique) -`♡´-

freak of nature (@nymphomatique) -`♡´-

power play w/ nerd!miguel (@nymphomatique) -`♡´-

eager miggy (@mybvalentine) -`♡´-

getting himself off on your shoe (@nymphomatique) -`♡´-

★ oliver quick

cruel world (@coryosbaby) -`♡´-

★ rafe cameron

we have to be quiet rafe (@rafesveryrealgf) -`♡´-

★ coriolanus snow

life lessons (@coryosbaby)-`♡´-

teacher (@coryosbaby)-`♡´-

need someone older (@snowsinterlude) -`♡´-

pregnacy kink (@snowsinterlude) -`♡´-

★ sejanus plinth

life lessons (@coryosbaby) -`♡´-

teacher (@coryosbaby) -`♡´-

size kink (@coryosbaby) -`♡´-

i don't think you're gonna fit (@murdrdocs) -`♡´-

★ finnick odair

finnick, who loves watching you a bit too much (@motelofmermaids) -`♡´-

morning sex (@motelofmermaids) -`♡´-

★ felix catton

felix letting you play with his fingers (@tojigasm) ୨୧

if you have any fic recs that you want to suggest then please let me know, i love reading! also do let me know if you read any of my suggestions and show these creators the love that they deserve!

i love you all bb’s ★

[rafesangelita]

…NERD!RAFE X BITCHY!POGUE!READER AU

⋆𐙚₊˚👛⊹♡

NERD!RAFE X BITCHY!POGUE!READER who first spoke on the phone with each other when bitchy!pogue!reader found nerd!rafe’s number in an ad that was posted on a bulletin board inside the only library on kildare island. she decided to give him a call when his flyer stated that he offered aid to those who required a little help enrolling in school, tutoring, and any other academic services that may be needed. seeing as bitchy!pogue!reader wanted to start going to school for fashion and business, she saved the piece of paper with rafe’s number and stuffed it at the bottom of her purse and forgot all about it until she got back home. “i would love to help you, would you say you’re available to meet tomorrow at the library around two o’clock in the afternoon?” he asked, scribbling down her information once she agreed to meet.

NERD!RAFE X BITCHY!POGUE!READER who were both taken aback once they were sitting next to each other. bitchy!pogue!reader couldn’t help but flirt with him once she found nerd!rafe incredibly charming and sweet, the glasses sitting high up on the bridge of his nose making him look innocent and a tad bit shy. nerd!rafe on the other hand is absolutely enthralled and terrified at the same time when he saw a bombshell like bitchy!pogue!reader approaching him in nothing but a push-up bra, a bodycon dress, and pink pleaser heels adorning her feet. “are you rafe?” on top of him being star struck, he also loved the sound of her voice, its sugary sweet tone making his heart beat erratically in his chest. everything about her, from the body glitter sparkling against her skin, to the cotton candy scent of her perfume, he was obsessed.

NERD!RAFE X BITCHY!POGUE!READER who began seeing each other everyday, both of them going over test prep, material checklists and enrollment forms. “do you have any tech equipment by any chance? you know, so you could do homework or get a headstart on any assignments?” she blinked at him, pulling out her outdated pink blackberry. “i just have this.” rafe nodded, eyes flickering between her glossy lips and the small device in her hands. “okay.. well, i’ll make sure that changes soon.” without knowing what he meant by that, she was in for the shock of her life when rafe surprised her the next day with a macbook pro and an ipad. “i don’t normally do this.. like ever— but i want you to have the proper learning tools to help you out. i truly believe you have so much potential.” bitchy!pogue!reader kissed him when she accepted the gifts, having never been supported like this before.

NERD!RAFE X BITCHY!POGUE!READER who often get distracted from their studies due to bitchy!pogue!reader’s advances. yawning, she’ll reach back and stretch her arms up until the hem of her crop top reveals the underside of her tits, the pretty, plump swells of her breasts making nerd!rafe’s cheeks turn bright red. “i think we should take a break..” she’d suggest, resting her hand on top of his thigh underneath the table. rafe was a nervous wreck anytime she was in close proximity with him, let alone when her hands were on him, he couldn’t help the small beads of sweat forming on his forehead as her manicured fingers inched closer and closer to where he ached for her with need. “i-i don’t think that’s appropriate to do here— oh..” nerd!rafe panicked internally when she palmed the growing bulge in his trousers, a shaky breath leaving his lips as he surrendered to her touch.

NERD!RAFE X BITCHY!POGUE!READER who celebrate all of her academic victories; both big and small. “alright, let me see..” rafe would be scrolling through her school portal, her grades illuminating the screen as he looked over the numbers. pacing nervously behind him, she’d squeal in excitement when rafe would cheer her on, his chest filling with pride as she took a seat in his lap, pressing kisses to his cheek as she wrapped her arms around his neck. “see how smart you are, doll? i told you that you could do it.” he’d praise her, his words melting her heart. bitchy!pogue!reader was so used to everyone telling her that she should just worry about what her next nail set should look like and not about going to school or starting her own little fashion line. “you’re the only person that has listened to my ideas and took me seriously..” she pouted up at him, “how could i ever thank you for that?”

୨୧ nerd!rafe finds *pictures* of you on your laptop

[cherrysinner]

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ my nerdy boy

pairing: nerd!rafe x pervert!reader synopsis: all about nerd!rafe and his popular, secretly pervy girlfriend ૮꒰ ྀི >⸝⸝⸝< ྀི꒱ა warnings: smut, masturbation (f), implied virgin!rafe, MDNI! wc: 500 a/n; this is the first rafe fic on this account that isn't a repost! anyway lmk if you want to read more about them, this was sort of a 'morning thoughts' kinda post i wrote within an hour of waking up ໒꒰ྀིっ˕ -｡꒱ྀི১

masterlist ♡ pervert!reader masterlist

when you first met rafe, he was tutoring you for math and the moment you saw him, you thought he looked downright edible in his little specs and his slicked-back hair. he wore baggy hoodies and sweatshirts adorned with your college's name, but one time, you grabbed his bicep to 'steady yourself' (to feel him up) and you felt the hard planes of muscles hidden under his clothes that immediately gave you filthy thoughts.

from then on, you'd do anything to see that pretty blush that'd sometimes grace his defined cheeks, and it wasn't even a difficult thing to achieve. really, most of the time calling him cute was enough to get him turning as bright as a tomato.

you always wore something low-cut and tight to your tutoring sessions, biting down on your lip and shamelessly pushing your cleavage together as you pretended to listen to him explain statistics, your panties getting wetter and wetter the more and more he stumbled with his words.

when he finally gathered enough courage to ask you out on a date, you took him to see a movie, keeping your arm around his shoulders the entirety of the movie, until the final thirty minutes when you pretended to stretch and yawn, moving your hand to rest on his thigh.

rafe stiffened in his seat, a bulge starting to form in his jeans that you pretended not to notice, all the while drawing hearts on the inside of his thigh with your long, pretty nails.

when you two finally started going out officially, you could tell that he didn't have much experience with relationships, his kisses were clumsy and he kept apologizing if he was 'doing it wrong' and you thought it was the most adorable thing ever.

the first time he let you into his dorm room, it was like his personality had been transformed into a bedroom. when he slipped off into the bathroom, you rolled around in his sheets, smelling his shampoo on his pillow, your hand going to rub yourself over your leggings.

you giggled when you saw all the different boxer shorts neatly arranged in his drawer, grabbing a blue plaid pair and slipping them into your bag.

later that night, you called him, wearing his boxer shorts, your arousal soaking them the moment you put them on. he answered in a groggy voice that caused another pang of arousal to go through your body. he'd been up late doing homework, explaining the subject of his essay while you simply 'mmhm'ed and 'oh?'ed at everything the boy said, too busy rubbing yourself to pay any real attention.

you were looking at a picture that you'd secretly taken of him as you worked yourself closer and closer, picturing his hand was the one getting you off, thinking about what it'd be like to jerk him off with your favorite strawberry-scented lotion.

when you finally felt your orgasm rock through you, you bit down on your pillow to muffle the moans and the 'nngh!'s that escaped you.

and for the next ten-or-so minutes, you just listened to him rant about his classes, your hand still in his boxer shorts, a satisfied smile on your lips, thinking of all the ways in which you wanted to defile his innocence.

[rafesplaymate]

Prompts & Thoughts

ᡣ𐭩. ݁˖ . ݁༉‧₊˚.ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི

angst: ☁︎ fluff: 𐙚 smut: ♡ dark content: ☾

Rafe Cameron

Prompts

‧₊˚.ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི Pose for Daddy ♡

‧₊˚.ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི Sarah x Reader

‧₊˚.ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི Puppy 𐙚

‧₊˚.ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི Housekeeping ♡ ☾

‧₊˚.ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི Sarah’s Bestie ♡ ☾

‧₊˚.ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི Dealer!Rafe x Stripper!Reader ♡ ☾

‧₊˚.ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི Rafe loves doggy ♡

Thoughts

ᡣ𐭩. ݁˖ ‘Pam & Tommy’ AU ♡ ☾

ᡣ𐭩. ݁˖ S4 Rafe ‘Character Development’

ᡣ𐭩. ݁˖ Older!Rafe x Stepdaughter!Reader ‘big jet plane’ 𐙚

ᡣ𐭩. ݁˖ Older!Rafe x Stepdaughter!Reader ‘date’ 𐙚 ☾

ᡣ𐭩. ݁˖ Nerd!Rafe x Dominatrix!Reader ♡ ☾

ᡣ𐭩. ݁˖ Older!Rafe x Stepdaughter!reader ‘visuals’ 𐙚 ☾

ᡣ𐭩. ݁˖ Older!Rafe x Stepdaughter!reader ‘visuals’ 2 𐙚 ☾

ᡣ𐭩. ݁˖ . ݁༉‧₊˚.ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི

© 2024 | rafesplaymate

[cameronsbabydoll]

cuddle desperate cuz that man has never received affection from anyone throughout childhood or women because he’s slightly off putting 🫶

okay yeah so berry much canon loser!nerd!rafe for me…

[interloved]

MASTERLIST.

♡ — smut

✮ — suggestive drabble

☾ — fluff

you can read random drabbles about random characters from different fandoms here!

avatar.

✎ CHARACTERS I WRITE FOR: jake sully, tonowari!

works:

♡ BABYDOLL?: you’re not supposed to touch jake sully and/or tonowari—not in that way, anyway. actually, you’re not supposed to touch them in any specific way, yet you somehow still end up pinned down beneath them though, even though you’re much, much younger.

(nsfw hc’s for jake and tonowari as doms and subs + reader with age gap!) (seperated)

genshin impact.

✎ CHARACTERS I WRITE FOR: every character who’s not underage or female!

works:

♡ BABY, LOVE!: the genshin characters above as tutors / professors, who’ll give you study sessions… or should we say, study sessions in love? (feat. diluc, kazuha, childe, zhongli, albedo and xiao)

♡ BABY, LOVE! Part Two: the genshin characters above as tutors / professors, who’ll give you study sessions… or should we say, study sessions in love? (feat. scaramouche, aether, itto, cyno)

☾ Cupid’s Arrow: the love languages of genshin characters (feat. diluc, kazuha, childe, zhongli)

outerbanks.

✎ CHARACTERS I WRITE FOR: rafe cameron, john b, jj maybank, topper, kelce

works:

there is nothing here yet! work is in progress.

spiderverse universe.

✎ CHARACTERS I WRITE FOR: miguel o’hara, peter b parker

works:

there is nothing here yet! work is in progress.

star wars.

✎ CHARACTERS I WRITE FOR: anakin skywalker, kylo ren

works:

♡ ✮ modern!anakin skywalker as your professor and your boyfriend + age gap!: anakin is your professor and your boyfriend. that blurs the lines between his job and you being his student sometimes — but he can’t ever deny his sweet girl a request, and this time you want him to give his honest opinion on the essay you’ve written for an assignment he gave his students, including you.

♡ ✮ nerdy!anakin skywalker who’s secretly a freak: the nerd with the glasses that tutors you turns out to be not so innocent after all. and he looks even more delicious without his glasses.

✮ toxic anakin skywalker hc’s: small collection of nsfw drabbles for anakin x reader; i love my insane pookie (anakin is absolutely deranged and insane in this. but when was he ever not)

✮ professor!anakin skywalker drabble

criminal minds.

✎ CHARACTERS I WRITE FOR: spencer reid, aaron hotchner

works:

there is nothing here yet! work is in progress.

the walking dead.

✎ CHARACTERS I WRITE FOR: rick grimes, daryl dixon

works:

♡ ✮ dilf!rick grimes with age gap drabble: rick knows it’s wrong, but he can’t keep his hands off you.

(prison!era rick grimes x younger!reader)

✮ ☾ modern au: innocent actress!reader x bodyguard!rick grimes: rick grimes is a man who knows what he wants, and he wants you. and he may not be able to tell the world, but he damn sure can show them. (not a one-shot. probably. maybe. idk yet)