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𝓇.cameron. ┆ too sweet.

◟ ㅤᡣ𐭩ㅤㅤ ݁.﹒ szn3!rafe is a pussy muncher . <3

s3!rafe is obsessed with eating your pussy. rafe loves the way you squirm, so pretty and sensitive, and all his. he loves the way you taste—you're sweet, addicting, like the freshest fruit that he could devour everyday, without complaint. rafe loves to overstimulate you, to keep your little pussy throbbing for him, his lusty eyes watching as your hips buck up eagerly against his face—your plush, smooth, silky thighs shaking and trembling; sweet, breathy little whimpers leaving your plump lips. and fuck, rafe just cannot get enough of you, of your candied taste, your delicious scent, you're like a fucking drug to him, and if he could, he'd eat your sweet, drooling cunt every single day, for every meal, seven days a week. he couldn't get enough of you—ever, always rubbing his lower face all over and around your pussy, soaking his face and becoming intoxicated from your flavor. and even then, when rafe mouths at your dripping pussy, using his tongue to slurp up your creamy juices, he cannot help but lewdly moan at your taste, his tongue fucking into your soaked, hot, drooling hole wildly, humming in bliss as you mewl his name femininely, babbling sweet, loving words to your boyfriend for more, more, more of him, never wanting him to stop his sweet torment. and just as you begin wailing, pleading him to give you a moment of peace, rafe plunges two long, deft fingers inside of your tiny, clenching hole, continuing to ruthlessly fuck you with his fingers, all while listening with amusement shining in his steel blue eyes as you squeal girlishly, your little fuckhole fluttering consistently around his nimble digits as he thrusts them into you, knowing you're close to reaching your orgasm. and oh, when you eventually reach your climax, rafe's skilled tongue was buried deeply inside of you, fucking you, and sloppily alternating between suckling on your swollen, puffy clit into his mouth and fucking your little fuckhole, making you become crazed—giggling deliriously as you release your warm, sweet cum into your boyfriend's waiting mouth, mewling and panting and begging him to stop. meanwhile, all rafe can do is smirk up at you and continue to tease you, never stopping his assault on your aching pussy, watching as you try and squirm away from him, causing him to lightly tut—"not goin' anywhere, baby, not til daddy says so," he purrs teasingly, circling his wet, swollen lips around your clit once again, sucking harshly and making obscene, squelching noises, "now, be daddy's good little girl and cream all over my fuckin' face."

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SPEAK NOW - Foolish One

Rafe Cameron x Reader Taylor Swift AU

My cards are on the table, yours are in your hand. Chances are, tonight, you've already got plans. And chances are, I will talk myself to sleep again.

Sofia's text kept you up all night. You had sent Rafe a text this morning and were still awaiting his reply.

Hi! What are you doing today? I need to talk to you.

You give me just enough attention to keep my hopes too high. Wishful thoughts forget to mention when something's really not right.

He had read the message 23 minutes ago and the waiting was making you sick. Did he know what Sofia has said to you? Had she told him not to talk to you? You had typed out several follow-ups but hadn't sent any of them, too afraid of overstepping.

And I will block out these voices of reason in my head. And the voices say, "You are not the exception. You will never learn your lesson."

Your nerves were getting the best of you, the thoughts in your head growing increasingly meaner.

Why in the world would he choose you over her? She's literally his girlfriend.

What if he knows you like him and doesn't want to speak to you anymore?

Do you really think he would leave her for you?

Foolish one. Stop checking your mailbox for confessions of love that ain't never gonna come. You will take the long way, you will take the long way down.

Deep down, you knew you would never be with Rafe. You just always were a hopeless romantic. You knew it was stupid to think he'd love you back but it was nice to dream, even if you broke your own heart along the way.

You know how to keep me waiting, I know how to act like I'm fine. Don't know what to call this situation, but I know I can't call you mine. And it's delicate, but I will do my best to seem bulletproof.

Rafe still hadn't replied the next day. You had a feeling he wasn't going to pick you up like usual so you asked your mom to take you.

"Why isn't Rafe getting you?"

Your acting skills pulled through the lie.

"He had to be early this week for football stuff."

When you got to school, you did your best to seem like everything was ok to your other friends. They thought it was weird you weren't walking in with Rafe but didn't say anything. Your only class with Rafe was your 5th period but it was after lunch. You took a deep breath before walking into the cafeteria, holding your lunch to your chest.

Rafe's eyes were on you the second you walked into the cafeteria. But you didn't glance at him once. He knew he was being a jerk.

'Cause when my head is on your shoulder, it starts thinking you'll come around, and maybe someday when we're older, this is something we'll laugh about over coffee every morning while you're watching the news.

As you sat with your friends, you thought about the weeks before Rafe had started talking to Sofia. There seemed to be some sort of more-than-friends vibe you were getting but you had been wrong in the end. You'd go get some drive-through junk food and eat it in the bed of his truck, the night ending with you falling asleep with your head in his lap. On other nights you'd watch a movie at Tannyhill or Rafe would come to eat dinner with your family. It felt so right, so domesticated.

But then the voices say, "You are not the exception. You will never learn your lesson."

Your eyes traveled to the table Rafe was at. He wasn't watching you anymore, eyes on Sofia, who was obviously flirting with Kelce. You rolled your eyes and shifted your eyes back to your friends.

Foolish one. Stop checking your mailbox for confessions of love that ain't never gonna come. You will take the long way, you will take the long way down. Foolish one. Stop checking your mailbox for confessions of love that ain't never gonna come. You will learn the hard way, instead of just walkin' out.

"Is everything ok with you and Rafe? I saw your mom drop you off today." Your best friend keeps her voice quiet.

"Yeah." You lie through your teeth. "I think Sofia was getting a little uncomfortable with us hanging out so much so I'm just giving them some space."

Now I'm slidin' down the wall with my head in my hands sayin', "How could I not see the signs?" Oh, you haven't written me or called, but goodbye screamin' in the silence and the voices in my head are tellin' me why.

You had been checking your phone non-stop throughout the day, just waiting to see if Rafe had texted you. But nothing. You knew you were just hurting yourself but you just couldn't stop yourself with Rafe.

"Cause you got her on your arm, and me in the wings. I'll get your longing glances, but she'll get your ring, and you will say you had the best of intentions. And maybe I will finally learn my lesson.

You look back at Rafe's table again, letting your gaze linger for a moment longer. Your breath catches in your throat as Rafe's eyes lock on yours. His smile falters. You surprise yourself by holding your ground, not blinking. Topper hits Rafe's arm to get his attention and he looks away.

Foolish one. The day is gonna come for your confessions of love. When all is said and done, he just wasn't the one.

You could laugh. Years of friendship down the drain for what? For a stereotypical high school mean girl who could care less about her? You rolled your eyes.

If Rafe was willing to move on from your thirteen years of friendship, so could you.

No, he just wasn't the one.

"Did you hear about the party this weekend?"

"Yes! I'm so excited, I've been needing a break."

"Y/N, are you gonna go?"

You knew the party was at Tannyhill, Rafe had told you about it weeks ago. Sarah was hosting it and Rafe was bound to be there.

"Sure. Why not?"

As lunch ended, you got a text.

Can I drive you home today?

You look back to Rafe's table, his eyes already on yours.

!!

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FEARLESS - You Belong With Me

Rafe Cameron x Reader Taylor Swift AU

Warnings: Not with the OBX plot, Sofia sucks, Rafe low-key sucks, language, not proofed

You're on the phone with your girlfriend, she's upset. She's going off about something that you said, 'cause she doesn't get your humor like I do.

You were sitting in your room, pushing yourself in circles on your desk chair while Rafe was on the phone with Sofia, sitting on your bed. They've been going back and forth about a comment he'd made about Homecoming.

I'm in my room, it's a typical Tuesday night. I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like and she'll never know your story like I do.

You had been working on your APLit homework, and had light music in the background, something that Sofia had commented on when Rafe called her.

"Jesus, what the fuck are you listening to?"

"Uh, sorry, hey could you turn it down?" His hand was muffling the microphone. "Thanks."

Now, you could hear her yelling on the other line that he didn't take her out yesterday like she'd told him to.

"Babe, I told you, I had a meeting with my dad's company. I couldn't take you anywhere."

Sofia wasn't hearing any of it.

"Rafe, you are my fucking boyfriend. You aren't treating me right. You're probably hanging out with Y/N, right? How many times have I told you to stop talking to her?"

Rafe immediately got up and went to a different room.

You watched as he left, heart sinking to the depths of your stomach.

'Cause she wears short skirts, I wear T-shirts. She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers, dreaming 'bout the day when you wake up and find that what you're looking for has been here the whole time.

You blocked out Rafe's muffled conversation, thinking about the differences between you and Sofia. She and Rafe were the perfect high school movie plot-line. The quarterback and the leader of the cheer squad. You were always at his games, just cheering on from the bleachers. Your viewpoint allowed you to see all the flirting Sofia was doing with all the other players with access to Daddy's Money. It annoyed you to no end that Rafe couldn't see her gold-digging tendencies.

If you could see that I'm the one who understands you, been here all along, so why can't you see? You belong with me, you belong with me.

You couldn't see how Rafe was blind to the fact that you were the one for him. You had always been there for him.

Walk in the streets with you and your worn-out jeans. I can't help thinking this is how it ought to be. Laughing on a park bench thinking to myself, "hey isn't this easy?"

You thought about the nights you and Rafe would hang out before he started dating Sofia. He was just so easy to hang out with. You weren’t thinking about acting a certain way or watching what you were saying.

And you've got a smile that could light up this whole town, I haven't seen it in a while since she brought you down.

You remembered a joke you had told him that made him laugh the hardest you ever seen from him. His laugh, and smile, were contagious. The way his white teeth lit up everything and the sparkle in his blue eyes when they crinkled.

Now looking back on that day, you hadn’t seen Rafe smile like that since.

You say you're fine I know you better than that. Hey, what you doing with a girl like that?

You wanted to ask him about it, but his relationship was a touchy subject. You didn’t want Sofia, or God forbid Rafe, to get suspicious of your feelings toward him.

'Cause she wears high-heels, I wear sneakers. She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers, dreaming 'bout the day when you wake up and find that what you're looking for has been here the whole time.

In order to pass the time, you pull up Sofia’s Instagram, scrolling through the mass of photos she’s posted. She is gorgeous. Of course she is… you zoom in on a particular photo of her and Rafe on the football field at half-time of a recent game. He looks at her like she’s his whole world and she’s smirking at the camera. Almost like she’s taunting you.

If you could see that I'm the one who understands you, been here all along, so why can't you see? You belong with me.

Further in the background of the photo, you can be seen, holding Rafe’s helmet, smiling at him like a goofy love-sick child.

Standing by and waiting at your back door. All this time, how could you not know, baby? You belong with me, you belong with me.

You shut your phone off and get up from the chair, opting for the comfort of your bed. The front door of your house opens and closes. As you open your blinds to peer through, you get a text from Rafe.

Had to go, sorry. See you at school.

You could hear his truck start, the headlights lighting up your room. You like the message and then curl up to the head of your bed.

Oh, I remember you drivin' to my house in the middle of the night. I'm the one who makes you laugh when you know you're 'bout to cry.

He always chooses her. Every time. You think back to all those times when Rafe would call you crying after a fight with his father. You'd always welcome him with open arms. comforting him as he sobbed into your shoulder. Consoling him with kind words after he would berate himself about not being good enough. The way Ward made him feel broke your heart.

I know you're favorite songs, and you tell me 'bout your dreams. Think I know where you belong, think I know it's with me.

Staring at the ceiling of your room, you begin to feel anger. You knew other people in the Outerbanks thought it was odd that Rafe was with Sofia and not you. Topper had even talked to you about how he and Kelce were always "Team Y/N" and not "Team Sofia".

"You know everything about him and she is only with him for the sex. It's so weird."

You rolled your eyes at Topper.

You and the guys, Rafe, Top, and Kelce, were at the country club. Rafe had just stepped outside to answer yet another one of Sofia's angry phone calls.

"To be honest, she's such a bitch."

"Kelce!" You look behind you, double-checking that no one of importance is behind you. "You shouldn't say that."

Kelce merely shrugs.

Can't you see that I'm the one who understands you? Been here all along, so why can't you see? You belong with me.

You opened your own instagram, scrolling through the numerous photos you had posted with Rafe. It was a mirroring of his with Sofia. You were looking at him with all of the love in the world meanwhile he was just smiling for the camera.

Standing by and waiting at your back door. All this time, how could you not know, baby?

Had you not made it obvious enough? Cancelling plans at a text from him saying "Can I come over?". You were so in love with him it was laughable.

You belong with me, you belong with me.

Opening your texts with Rafe again you began to type a message.

I love you

You belong with me.

Your shaking fingers hover over the send button.

Have you ever just thought, maybe, "You belong with me"?

Just then, a text comes in from a new number.

you need to stop talking to rafe or ill make you wish you were dead.

Your heart stopped.

Sofia.

You belong with me.

You deleted your message to Rafe, shut off your phone, and curled into a fetal position.

All you wanted was him.

All you wanted was for him to love you back.

Hi. Lol.

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Was gonna post part 2 of my Taylor swift rafe au but I am horrendously down bad with a cold. It’s 8:15 and I left the family xmas eve party to sleep.

Will try and write it tomorrow.

merry christmas 🩵🎄

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Scream For Me - Rafe Cameron Ghostface! X Reader PART 7

Warnings: language, rafe is a fucking menace, sexual innuendos and sexual tension

not proofed

HEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHHEHEHHEHEH

You went to sleep with your heart racing that night. You didn't know whether to call Rafe again or tell your parents, but you didn't want to set the killer after them.

After you woke up, you sent a text to Rafe.

Thanks again for staying with me last night. :)

He replied almost instantly.

It was really no problem. I'd take care of a pretty girl like you anytime. ;)

Can I repay you somehow? Get you coffee?

Are you asking me out on a date?

Your heart skips a beat as you read it. And you muster up the courage to reply...

Maybe... ;)

Your boldness makes Rafe harden in his gym shorts.

"Yo, Rafe!" Topper yells from behind him. "You getting too weak or what?" He gestures to the weights next to him.

Rafe rolls his eyes.

"You know I could benchpress two of you, shut the fuck up."

Topper just laughs.

Let's go for lunch, yeah? My treat.

He watches your text bubble appear and disappear a few times.

"Rafe! You're up." Kelce shouts.

"I'm coming!"

He sends off another text before you reply.

I'll pick you up at 1, babe.

...

You're pacing around your room, the clock ticking down until Rafe is supposed to pick you up but you can't find anything to wear. You know you shouldn't care this much, but it's Rafe. How can you not?

You find yourself calling your best friend for advice.

"Wassup?"

"OK so I mighhhhht be going on a date, and I can't tell you who it is with yet, but I really don't know what to wear. We are only going out to lunch but I still want to look pretty for him, so I just need you to help me figure out what to wear."

The other line is silent.

"WHAT?"

"SHHH. Don't freak out, I literally have ten minutes before he gets here so you need to help me now. Please."

The squealing on the other line dies down.

"Ok, are you thinking dress or shorts?"

You glance at your closet.

"I think he'd like a dress the most..."

"Hmmm ok." She is silent for a few moments. "Wait, what about the pink dress we got shopping last month? You haven't worn it yet, right?" Your eyes fall on the light pink floral dress hanging up in your closet.

"I haven't worn it because it's too short..."

"Ummmm that's perfect then. Show a little skin! It's your first date."

You stare at the dress again and ultimately decide to wear the dress.

"I'll wear it. Thanks."

"Hey!" She says before you hand up. "Call me after, I want to hear everything." You smile.

"I promise."

The call ends and you slip on the dress, changing into a white pair of panties so you can't see through the dress at all.

Your phone buzzes.

I'm outside.

"Shit." You throw on a pair of white sandals and look at your reflection one last time. You left your hair down and applied simple makeup, not wanting to scare Rafe off. You hoped Rafe would like it.

You grab your wallet and run downstairs. You can see Rafe waiting in the doorway for you. He smiles at you when you open the door and when you turn around to lock it, he lets his gaze rake shamelessly down your body, immediately noticing the short hem of your tiny little sundress. You turn around, noticing his downcast gaze, and feel your cheeks flush.

He looks up, grinning. He steps closer to you, a hand reaching up to lift your chin.

"I like your dress." His lips are closer than they were last night. Your eyes flutter shut, lips parting as you wait for his to meet yours.

They don't.

Instead, they find your cheek. You open your eyes and look up at him, cheeks flaming again.

Suddenly, his hands are on your waist.

"Were you expecting something else, babe?"

"N-no. I just um..."

He doesn't let you suffer for too long.

"Don't worry," His thumb pulls your bottom lip down. "I'll kiss those pretty lips eventually." You don't miss the way his eyes flicker down as he smirks... or the innuendo.

...

Lunch went by quickly. Rafe had taken you farther into Figure 8 and brought you to a little lunch place. Your food was long gone and the two of you had been talking the entire time. Rafe was easy to talk to. And that damn smile made you melt farther into your seat each time he did it. And you hadn't thought about those unanswered text messages from a certain blocked number at all.

"Wanna go get some ice cream?" You asked him. "My treat." Even though you had asked Rafe out today, he had insisted on paying.

"It's our first date. I'd be rude to make you pay." It had made you roll your eyes but it was sweet.

Rafe chuckles.

"Sure."

He leads you to an ice cream parlor and you order a strawberry shake. You smile at Rafe as he orders, completely oblivious as he slides his credit card to the employee. He orders the same as you.

"Can you go grab us some napkins?" He asks.

"Wait, but I was gonna-"

"Don't worry, babe." You look at the cashier for help, half expecting them to help you pay, but they just shrug in amusement. Rafe raises his eyebrows at you and you hide your blush by turning around to find the napkins.

Your phone buzzes.

That skirt is a little short, don'tcha think?

You turn off your phone and force a smile for Rafe.

...

You are sitting on the bed of Rafe's truck, sipping your milkshake. Rafe is in front of you, leaning on his truck, and has barely touched his.

He watches intently as you suck on the straw, jaw setting as you moan softly at the sweetness of the ice cream. He sets his full milkshake next to you and steps forward. He sets his big hand on your thigh and you look up at him with white eyes, straw still in your mouth.

"If you keep making noises like that babe, I'm gonna have to take you somewhere else." Your thighs press together, Rafe doesn't miss it." You glance down at his shake and a totally hormonal thought takes over your brain. You swap his full shake with your empty one, bringing it in between your bodies. You dip a finger into the whipped cream on top, bring your finger into your mouth, and moan around it.

"Well then. I guess I'll just have to drink this one too."

Rafe can hardly stand it. How fucking innocent you look while lewdly sucking on your finger. He almost pulls it from your mouth to replace it with his. A noise from behind him reminds the two of you that you are in a public parking lot.

His eyes dart around before,

"Get in the car." You bring your lips to the straw and suck, feigning confusion. You have no idea where the confidence is coming from but you know it's driving Rafe crazy.

"Why?"

"Cause I can't fuck you out here in the open, babe."

Your heart jumps.

You lick your lips and take one more sip of the shake, maintaining eye contact with Rafe the whole time.

You set it down next to your empty cup and let your hands run up his chest.

Then, you grab onto the collar of his dark blue polo and pull him closer to you, his blue eyes piercing yours. You look down at his lips, then back up to his eyes.

"Then take me somewhere private." His eyes darken and he grabs the shakes to throw in the nearest trashcan.

"Get in the fuckin' car, Y/N."

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In the works!!

HELLOOOOOOO

I'm currently working on:

Scream For Me: Part 8

Fearless: You Belong With Me from the Taylor Swift song series

Ben Florian Tourney Game request

Rafey pt 2 (soft rafe request)

:)

Happy to be back.

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Scream For Me - Rafe Cameron Ghostface! x Reader Masterlist

💗=steamy

❤️‍🔥=smut MDNI!

🖤=dark

🩵=some of all of the above

Part 1 🖤

Part 2 🖤

Part 3 🖤

Part 4 🖤

Part 5 🖤

Part 6 🖤 💗

Part 7: 🖤 💗

Part 8: Coming soon

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MASTERMIND - A Rafe Cameron x Reader Taylor Swift AU

DEBUT: Invisible

FEARLESS: You Belong With Me

SPEAK NOW: Foolish One

RED: Better Man

1989: Now That We Don't Talk

REPUTATION: Dress

LOVER: I Forgot That You Existed

FOLKLORE: Betty

EVERMORE: Long Story Short

MIDNIGHTS: Mastermind

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DEBUT - Invisible

Rafe Cameron x Reader Taylor Swift AU

OMFG I'M SO EXCITED FOR THIS.

Warnings: Not with the OBX plot, language, rafe is kinda a douche, not proofread

She can't see the way your eyes, light up when you smile. She'll never notice how you stop and stare whenever she walks by.

You and Rafe had been best friends since kindergarten. Rafe had stopped a group of girls from pushing you around on the playground and the two of you had been inseparable ever since. You and Rafe were now eighteen years old. Through your many years of friendship, you'd seen Rafe develop into a, for lack of a better term, fuck-boy. He'd have sex with basically any girl who would flirt with him, which was a lot.

Now, there was a girl that Rafe just couldn't get enough of. Sofia had just moved to the Outerbanks and had slept with Rafe on her first night here. You had heard all about her, how different she was from any other girl on the island, how gorgeous she was, and of course, what an amazing lay she was.

Rafe was hooked on her. It was odd to you, since in your 13 years of friendship, he had never once had a girlfriend. Now all of a sudden, Sofia was the one.

From your perspective, Sofia didn't seem interested in anything aside from being friends with benefits with Rafe, really only utilizing the benefits part.

And you can't see me wanting you the way you want her, but you are everything to me.

At some point during those thirteen years, you had developed feelings for Rafe. And those feelings turned into an unrequited love. Of course, Rafe had no idea about your romantic feelings toward him, but you thought about him all the time. He was basically your only friend, because everyone else who lived in the Outerbanks was scared of him.

And I just wanna show you, she don't even know you. She's never gonna love you like I want to. And you just see right through me, but if you only knew me, we could be a beautiful miracle, unbelievable, instead of just invisible.

You longed to tell Rafe how you truly felt, but you knew there was no way he felt the same. You were the complete opposite of Sofia. She was gorgeous and popular, just Rafe's type. You always let Rafe have the limelight in the friendship, to the point where sometimes you'd feel invisible when around others. But you knew deep down, you and Rafe would be amazing together. He was pining after someone who didn't care, who didn't love him. And it was agony.

There's a fire inside of you that can't help but shine through. She's never gonna see the light no matter what you do.

Sofia just could not see how amazing Rafe was. He was so protective of the people he loved. His family, you, and unfortunately, her. You'd seen her disregard him, fully rolling her eyes at his offer to drive her home after she had gotten too drunk at a party. Later, after they had hooked up while you watched a movie downstairs, he had driven her home, leaving you alone in Tannyhill. When he got back, you had told him and he just said, "No, she was just being Sofia. Didn't wanna leave her friends, ya' know?"

And all I think about is how to make you think of me and everything that we could be.

After he said that you wanted to shake him. Shake him and say, "Rafe she is only using you for your money and for your dick. She doesn't want to be with you. Why don't you realize that?" But you couldn't. Sofia made Rafe happy, and he deserves to be happy after having such a crummy childhood. You couldn't ruin that for him.

And I just wanna show you, she don't even know you. She's never gonna love you like I want to. And you just see right through me, but if you only knew me, we could be a beautiful miracle, unbelievable, instead of just invisible.

But all you could think of was how good you and Rafe would be together. You knew everything about him. His favorite movies, foods, what side of the bed he sleeps on, his favorite mug, his coffee order. And Sofia? All she knew about him was the size of the condoms he wears. How is that love?

Like shadows in a faded light, oh, we're invisible. I just want to open your eyes and make you realize.

You and Rafe had decided during Junior year that you'd go to all of your future school dances together. He didn't want to ask a hook-up, afraid they'd get the wrong idea and want a relationship, and you were too scared to ask someone, and everyone else was too scared to ask you because of Rafe.

Your heart broke when Rafe told you the day before Homecoming that he had asked Sofia. He was dropping you off at home after school. You had gotten out of his truck before turning around and leaning your crossed arms on the open window.

"Oh hey, my dress for tomorrow is light blue, so do not wear a tie that clashes or my mom will kill you. She's expecting good pictures."

Rafe looked like a deer in headlights.

"Fuck. I totally thought I had told you, I'm so sorry. I, uh, I asked Sofia to go with me." He looked at you with so much sympathy, truly sorry that he was ditching you.

You willed yourself not to cry, forcing a smile.

"Oh! No, it's totally ok. I mean you like her, so it's only natural you'd want to go with her. Don't worry about it!" You had to stop yourself from rambling. You began to turn away from the window, far too embarrassed to continue the conversation. His hand on your arm stopped you.

You turned back to see him leaning over the center console.

"Hey, you should still come. I'm sure Sofia wouldn't mind, I can text her-"

"Rafe stop. I don't want to third-wheel. Go with her. It's ok. I'll just..." You blink away the tears. "I'll just watch movies or something." You smile. "Just let me know how the night goes, kay?" He nods, not convinced that you're ok, but doesn't push further. You wave goodbye as you walk into your house before letting the tears fall.

I just wanna show you, she don't even know you. Baby, let me love you, let me want you. You just see right through me, but if you only knew me, we could be a beautiful miracle, unbelievable, instead of just invisible.

You told your mom that you were feeling too sick to go to the dance.

"But what about Rafe?"

"He found someone to go with, don't worry about him."

You spent the night alone in your room, not paying attention to the movies playing on your laptop. You had sent Rafe a text almost three hours ago and hadn't received a reply. He always texted right back. No matter what.

have fun tonight and don't do anything I wouldn't do... ;)

You contemplated deleting it but ended up deciding not to. You were just being clingy. He was finally on a date with the girl he liked. Of course, he won't reply right away. He'd reply eventually, wouldn't he?

She can't see the way your eyes light up when you smile.

The next morning, you have no texts from him. But his Instagram has a new post of the pictures he had taken with her the night before. Sofia looks gorgeous, in the same light blue color you were planning on wearing. Then, you notice that she isn't looking at him in any of the photos while Rafe is looking at her like she was the love of his life.

You put your phone on Do Not Disturb for the rest of the day, not wanting it to alert you when he eventually texts you back.

fuck, just saw this, so sorry

it was great! thx for being so understanding about the whole date thing

ur literally the best friend ever

YAYAYAY! I know i said i was gonna wait until the ghostface au was finished but while i was away i had so many ideas about this. next chapter is...

Fearless: You Belong With Me

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do you have any ideas for something similar to your dating Ben hcs but for jay? i feel like his character was so much more complex than the movies explored but i can’t quite pin it down

I'm not sure. I really only write for characters that I am attracted to so I do not think I'd do Jay justice. I'm sorry:(

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i don’t know if it went through or not, did you get my request for the Milo (Zed) Smut where the z-band malfunctions and causes Zed to go into a (surprising) horny frenzy and like blows the readers back out because he’s so horny?

Yes I did! I can't promise when it will be out but I will get around to it at some point. :)

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girlllll do not worry about putting out content, take care of yourself!! i’m so sorry your cats have fleas, it’s actually the fucking worst.

please remember you can’t pour from an empty cup and you can’t fill a broken one. take time for you, we will still be here when you’re ready <3

ILYSM. Thank you, truly. That second part got me. Like damn. I will be saying this to myself all of the time. Thank you.

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What’s your wattpad?

I no longer use it!

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HII!!!

so, I was wondering if you still continue this account. If you do, then do you still write for Ben Florian?

If you do see this, THANK YOU FOR ANSWERING

love, one of your fans🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

YASSS! I was on a break bc college sucked for a sec lmao. I am here!

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is there an eta for scream for me part 6? It is such a good piece and i adore the series so far <3 no rush though!!

TIS OUT NOW

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Scream For Me - Rafe Cameron! Ghostface x Reader PART 6

Warnings: None, I don't know how car batteries work lmao

Scream For Me Masterlist

He doesn't know how, but Rafe is able to get you upstairs to your room, playing the "Is it up the stairs?" and "Which door is it?" even though he already knew. He could barely think with all of the thoughts in his head...

How good you looked wrapped in his arms.

How he felt so proud of you for calling him, even if it threw a wrench in his plans for the evening.

How you were trembling in his arms minutes before in your entryway, your hands wrapped tight around his arms.

How tiny you looked in his embrace.

He licked his lips, looking around your room, pretending to take it in for the first time, and as you leaned over to wipe at the smudged mascara under your eyes in your mirror, he sat down on your bed.

It took everything in him not to glance over at the skin that was uncovered from that tiny tennis skirt riding up. He just about blew a load into his pants when you looked at him through the reflection. Mouth open with your hand on the reflective glass, looking at him with your big doe eyes.

"Rafe..." You whispered. His tongue ran over his bottom lip as you stood and turned around to face him. "Thank you." Your arms reached out to him for a hug. He pulled you into him, eyes rolling at the fact that he was mere centimeters away from your boobs. You pulled away and looked down at him and Rafe couldn't get over the scared and innocent expression on your face. His thumbs rubbed slowly up and down your waist and he smiled at you.

"Anytime, babe." You giggled. "Do you want me to stay until your parents get back?" He was quick to interrupt when you began to decline. "It's really ok, I don't mind waiting. And also, I'd know that you're safe." You tried to hide your blush but Rafe sees it. Rafe stands, suddenly towering over you. "You like that? Me knowing that you're safe?" He didn't even need you to answer. He already knew that you'd say yes. "C'mon hun, let's go wait downstairs."

Rafe leads you down the stairs and the two of you sit in your living room, waiting for your parents. He turns on a random movie and you try to watch but you keep getting distracted by Rafe. Every little thing he did caught your eye. His hands when he used the remote, his arm muscles when he leaned back on the couch and put his arm around you. his strong legs manspreading while taking up half of the couch, his sharp jawline, just everything.

"Whatcha lookin' at?" Your head snapped towards the TV. You could hear the smirk in his voice.

"Nothing."

"Sure, honey." You turn to look at him, taking in a sharp breath when you see he is already looking at you. His blue eyes flicker down to your lips and you subconsciously do the same.

"Rafe..." You find yourself whispering his name for the second time that night. The two of you lean toward each other and your heart begins to race. Right before your lips meet, you hear the garage door begin to open. The two of you jump apart and you turn back to the television as your parents walk in.

"Y/N? Honey?" You hear your mom call.

"In the living room!" You stand and Rafe follows, as you lead him back to the foyer.

"Rafe! Thank you so much for staying with Y/N." Your father greets him like an old friend, giving Rafe a firm handshake. "We would have come home earlier but our car wouldn't start. No idea what happened. We had to get someone to jump-start it for us."

Rafe, who unbeknownst to you and your family, had broken into said car when your family had gotten to the Country Club and turned on the headlights so by the time your parents had left, the car would be dead.

"That's awful. I hate it when I have to jumpstart my truck." Your dad smiles at Rafe.

"Thanks again for staying with our girl." Rafe looks at you and smirks.

"No problem at all."

After Rafe leaves, you go back upstairs to your room, back to your forgotten phone.

Your heart sinks at the messages that greet you.

Goodnight for real this time, babe.

And the others...

Snitched on me, sweetie?

Do you really think Rafe Cameron is going to protect you from me?

You reply to Rafe by sending a few pink hearts and a smiling emoji but don't answer the blocked number. As you get ready for bed, another text comes through. You open it as you brush your teeth, the toothbrush falling into the sink as you drop it in alarm.

It's another photo of you, taken from outside of your house, zoomed into the upstairs window of your room. Taken just moments ago. You feel sick and run to the window to make sure the blinds and curtains are as closed as they could possibly be.

Your phone buzzes in your hand again.

Bye bye, sweetheart.

BRO SCHOOL IS OUT FOR WINTER AND I AM BACK. I AM BACK BABY. I'm so sorry I was gone for so long. I was just so stressed and overstimulated and wanted to make sure these were as well-written as they could be. :)

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i NEED a thirst of mike walking in on shy!innocent! reader trying to get off and she gets so embarrassed when he catches her and he teases her while helping her!!

there's about another hour before you're required to peel yourself from the wrinkly warmth of mike's unmade bed and wake the slumbering girl down the hallway up for school. the red of the alarm clock's numbers cast an eerie glow over the tangled sheets, and you use the dim lighting to find the knotted ties of your joggers. once you wriggle your fingers underneath the band without the worry of a constricted wrist, you nearly fumble with the cotton hem of your panties, until your fingers are able to find the dewy slick that clings at your tired pussy.

with goodnight kisses smeared against your temple, mike had draped his body over yours the night prior, chest sticky against your back. hot breath in your ear, pelvis clapping against your bottom as he bottomed out with each forced thrust inside your cunt. promises of the next morning were fleeting when he scrambled to get dressed, already running out of the bedroom with unbuttoned jeans, and with his spend oozing lazily out of you.

you're quickly reminded with the sticky remnants that coat your fingertips, and with a breathy groan you use the lubricant as means to reveal your clit. you rub heavy-handed circles against the aching nerves, sometimes delving down between slick folds to gather more semen.

your chest heaves from the mattress when the fingers find a permanent spot against your hole, one digit first to ease the rigid muscles into their practiced, relaxed state, and then two when the pressure against your g-spot isn't satisfactory.

your palm is flat against your mound, fingers messily scissoring against your gummy walls, rubbing against sensitive zones until your toes are curling into the navy blue sheets.

"oh mike," you trill in a breathy moan, grinding down against the slight application of pressure that the heel of your hand provides against your clit, other hand creeping up to twist at a clothed nipple.

your fingers squelch inside your cunt as they move faster, messy in their uncoordinated thrusting, and your thighs nearly clamp down over your hand when a throaty chuckle echoes from the doorway. "g'morning, baby."

your mouth goes desert-dry, but the thought of removing your hand from between your thighs isn't present. "hi.."

mike makes sure to keep his footsteps quiet as he glides over, discarding his uniform first, and then pulling at his belt. "you okay, over there?"

you lick over your lips, jaw clenching as you slowly creep your hand away from your cunt, a trail of moisture slicking across your abdomen. "um.. yeah?"

"couldn't wait for me, could you?" he taunts, climbing onto the bed until he's looming over you, weight braced with two sturdy arms bracketing your midriff.

he leans in for a kiss, which you reciprocate with warbling lips, gasping onto his tongue when he sinks his teeth into your lower lip. "didn't know what time it was." you fib.

"6:25, babe," course fingertips ghost over the wet mess between your thighs before he finds your clit, applying a delicate pressure. "but that's alright, i know you couldn't do it without me." another kiss. "i'll help you, now."