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season 1 rafe

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I would like to sleep forever

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Trailer park JJ is the definition of grown man dick. Imagine he’s being a real fucking asshole, even more emotionally unavailable than he usually is and you can’t stand it.

So, you start saying yes to a few dates, ignoring JJ even when he shows up to your trailer. One day he sees you in the yard with a guy your age, flirting with him like you do Jay and he flips out.

Anyways, you end up fucking him in his trailer and he’s calling you a lil slut but he knows you like his grown man dick more than any other asshole asking you on dates. Tears streaming down your face and he’s shoving your panties in ur mouth.

Safe to say your back to your routine of playing house in no time. The next morning your riding him after you made breakfast, and he’s all relaxed watching the news.

I NEED HIM

hes so shades of cool coded....so guns and roses coded even...

because you're tired of crying over him every night, he keeps dangling the age gap over your head, calling you immature and clingy despite telling you he loves you and he's gonna make you his girl so you deadass just stop coming around. he thinks youre bluffing at first because you always are until 2 days turns into a week which turns into 2 weeks and he realizes you may be serious, because word gets around very fast that you're dating some dude you knew in high school and that mean, petty streak rears its ugly head again.

he walks up to you like, it's been a long time since i had you in my bed sugar, i know you miss me." and you're trying to get him to leave, and the guy you're with is trying to buck up against him until jj starts recounting that time last week you left a voicemail on his phone--drunk and crying, begging him to come fuck you because your new dude just can't do it right so he leaves you standing there having a screaming match with jj who promptly drags you to his trailer and gives you the dicking of your life.

"don't know why you think you had to walk around actin like a slut to get my attention, you know you love your papa's dirty old man dick makin this pussy cum." and he's right because you're fuckin pitiful underneath him crying and begging him to let you cum as best as you can with your panties in your mouth.

yall are back "together" the next morning, you're making pancakes and coffee in one of his old shirts giving him kisses and he knows you ain't goin nowhere.

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i need to see drew starkey in glasses other then in my dreams

OH LAWD! Just imagining middle-aged buzzcut!rafe having those thinly framed glasses and turning into a total zaddy whenever he pulls it out, and reader just automatically goes into simp mode- clawing and pawing at him extra hard to make him focus at her and not at those pesky taxes and bills...

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usually i take forever with my requests.. but this lighted up a spark in my mind!! thank you 🍃 anon <33 hope this was what you wanted 😵‍💫

warnings : mention of sex, use of nicknames kid & princess

you know how sirens sing to pirates to allure them? your siren’s song was rafe’s old man glasses. he just looked so good in them and he rarely put them on making it extra special for you. everytime he whips out those thin framed glasses, narrowed eyes trying to read the words on a page or a screen, it just made you feral—

like now. you turned a corner, on your way to get a snack but instead you’re met with a whole meal. rafe’s sitting down at the dining table, elbow on the table and rubbing his chin while he goes through the stack of papers. how could you not indulge in the sexy sight?

“whatcha doing?” you come up to him, taking the seat next to his seat at the end of the table (the man’s spot as he likes to call it). his attention turns to you for a second, eyes glancing at your form before focusing up on those stupid papers. “taxes, kid. you bored?” always straight to the point, never asking what’s wrong.

“not bored, just wanna be next to you.” you lean in closer, not being able to stop admiring how he looks in those frames. rafe peeks at you from the top of his glasses, raising an eyebrow at you, “yeah? don’ think i’ll be very entertaining for you, princess.”

“it’s okay, just gonna sit here.”

“mm, quietly?”

“mhm.” that was a very empty promise and rafe is well aware of it knowing you. whenever you wanted to be around rafe, you couldn’t just be around, always wanting to talk or be attached to him. he chooses to trust you however because he had to focus on the task at hand. there was too much that had to be handled now and rafe wasn’t gonna let you distract him.

the silence didn’t last long.

looking at him wasn’t enough for you anymore plus it was too quiet. you began to yearn for his attention and touch. “rafe.” you whine, causing him to let out a little grunt that’s telling you what? that wasn’t what you wanted to hear though, you needed to listen to his voice again. you needed to observe him in those glasses at a closer distance. it felt too far even if you were sitting next to him.

“rafee.” you try again, not wanting to say what you actually needed which always annoyed rafe. he lets out a small huff, pulling your chair right next to his effortlessly with one hand. “quiet down.” he huffs out, concentrating on those dumb taxes again. this wasn’t enough to keep you statisfied however. if anything your view is now worse from this angle.

“this is so boring.” you complain, resting your chin on your palm. rafe rolls his eyes at you, scooping you onto his lap with no hesitation. the action making you beam now that you got what you wanted. he gives you a couple of kisses on the side of your head to shut you up and give you that attention you’ve been begging for.

you lean back against his chest, turning your head to view his face again. “didn’t i tell you how much i like your glasses?” you grin at him, toying with the frame of it. what was it about these glasses that made men’s appearance sexier? it was hard not to be all over rafe when he looks like this. rafe chuckles at you and wraps a protective arm around your waist, shifting you into a more comfortable position on his lap.

“that right? doesn’t make me look like an old man?” rafe’s lips curve into a small smirk, deciding to entertain you rather than wasting his breath on stopping you. if he wanted to get these taxes done, he would have to deal with you first because there was no way you were gonna sit still and let him finish.

“nope, i like them. makes you look really good… wanna see them on while we’re fucking.”

rafe pauses and slowly turns his head at you, looking at the way you’re fluttering your eyelashes at him. forget doing taxes, he’s just gonna have you ride him with his glasses on until you tire yourself out. the only way rafe will finish this is if you’re knocked out and he’s gonna make sure that happens. after all, rafe’s gotta straighten you up. he can’t allow this bratty behavior, he’s gotta show you what happens when you interrupt him while he’s busy. “upstairs, now. swear— can’t get shit done with you.” he scolds you, shaking his head at you before pulling you up on your feet and swatting your ass to get you moving.

you were a handful for rafe. he might even say you’re more tiring than taxes.

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. 𓊆ྀི♱𓊇ྀི preacher’s daughter 𓊆ྀི♱𓊇ྀི

-everyone you know in a tight circle from the church, never missing a day, catholic school, off white, ignorant and close minded, arranged marriage to the highest donator’s son to the church.

⋆♱✮♱⋆ preacher’s disgrace of a daughter ⋆♱✮♱⋆

-talking out at services and youth groups, over use of crosses to get back at your dad, devil worship bands (ac/cd, the black sabbath, the cure, christian death), kids in satan service (kiss) on repeat, works to get out of the house.

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omggggg i love this, i love white trash jj

western nights (pt. 1)

pairing: older!trailer park!jj x reader

summary: jj maybank knows he's too old to be messing around with a young girl like you, but he does it anyways

warnings: age gap, smut (fingering), that's p much it.

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jj was known for bein a sleaze around the trailer park. a two time felon who's doing his best to lay low by taking odd jobs around the complex so the feds don't come knocking at his door. you could catch him doing anything from mowing lawns to helping out the grandmas who's sons long stopped coming to check on them. girls came and went out of his trailer at all times of the day--clothes askew and hair messy.

but once he set his eyes on you, everyone else went out the window. he'd known of you of course, having grown up in the complex you're whole life but you were nothing more than one of many little shits running around in a little conglomerate of cheese puff fingers and sugar highs. he paid you no mind, maybe you were one of the kids he's bought crappy water pistols for, maybe not. one summer though, one summer he's on your lawn fixing your car because your mom asked, and there you were-- sitting pretty on your lawn chair reading some trashy book in what he thinks is the smallest dress he's ever seen.

the two of you lock eyes and from then on he's always finding a reason to sniff around you.

each time you pass by jj's place he lets out a whistle, sayin "wish the girls looked as good as you when i was that age." and you just roll your eyes and keep walking. he always finding something to fix around your house and your mom becomes more and more enamored with him not noticing he only has eyes for you.

it all comes to a head during a birthday party--your mom's to be exact. the whole little block is drinking, kids running around, barbecue in the air but you're sitting across from him in his too hot trailer trying to wrangle a beer out of him.

"you even old enough to drink yet? you still got one baby fat on ya." he pinches your cheek and you smack him away with a scoff, leaning over with your hands on either sides of his hips on the couch

"does it matter? you're gonna give it to me anyways." the little pout on you face makes his dick twitch in his jeans, and he makes no effort to hide his growing erection.

"nuh uh little girl, gonna need to see some i.d." you squeak when he pats your ass to 'search' for your wallet, fingers dancing at the hem of your denim skirt and sliding up you shirt to cup your breast, "feels like you're old enough to me."

your eyes flutter shut when he swipes a calloused thumb across your nipple, a tiny hmph of pleasure works it's way past your lips when he pinches the soft flesh.

the beer is quickly forgotten when he lifts your shirt off, wasting no time in getting his mouth on you--licking the sweat from the valley of your breasts and sucking on your neck as you move to sit on his lap.

"should we even be doin this? y'know my mama's realll sweet on you." you pull away from him but make no move to leave.

jj just scoffs and waves it away, running a hand through his blonde hair in irritation, "lots of women are, nothin new, been this way as long as i can remember but it never mattered to me much."

you can tell he wants this conversation to be over, his eyes raking over your body and his fingers tugging at the button to your skirt even as you cross your arms in front of you, "if she finds out we're fucked."

he shrugs, "then don't let her find out."

that's all you need to continue, letting him capture your lips with his, his rough hands travel over your soft skin, stoking the fire building steadily inside of you. despite your veneer of coolness, he can feel your pulse throbbing in your neck under his palm.

"you scared of me or somethin?" his voice is raspy when he whispers against your jaw.

you whimper in reply, "n-no?" even you notice you don't sound too sure--maybe there's a little fear despite your flirting. you wanted to be good for him, you wanted him to like you.

he looks like he doesnt believe you, but he lets it go.

"then get over here." jj yanks you back towards him until your face was tucked into his neck. he doesn't even bother taking your skirt off, just hikes it up and tugs your panties down with a smack on your ass until they're sitting right below the swell of the soft flesh.

the moan that leaves your lips when his fingers graze your clit is almost pornographic, you hadn't even realized how wet you were until you heard the slick sound of his fingers plunging into you with ease. he was obviously skillful, he found that sweet spot inside you with no problem, rubbing it in time with the thumb on your clit while you squeaked and squirmed against him, completely overwhelmed by pleasure.

you were slick and dripping down his palm, doing your best to squirm away from the assault on your pussy but he wouldn't let you, chasing after your thrashing hips and letting out a soft grunt when you sink your teeth into his neck. the way he used his fingers should be a crime--scissoring them open and slowly dragging the pads down your front wall just to hear you mewl like a kitten at the feeling. the thumb on your clit still rubbing in quick, confident circles and he could tell by the way it swelled and throbbed that you were close.

"bet those little boys never made you feel like this huh?" he laughs at you whining response, the answer is extremely apparent by the sound of your growing wetness--your high pitched keen drowned out by the sloshing of your pussy, "there you go sugar, just let it all out."

you choke out a moan and drench him, pussy locking tight around his knuckles as you pulsed, squirting your release all over his lap. there was no way he had you feeling like that just from fingering but here you were, pulse rushing in your ears as he got your clothes back right, sitting you on the couch with a kiss on the forehead as he left to go change seeing as though you soaked his jeans.

when he comes back he lets out a chuckle at the sight of you still sitting there dazed and he finally gives you that beer, "get yourself together aight?" i'll see you back out there.

it takes you almost 20 minutes to finish the beer, still trembling and pussy aching with the need to be filled. you finally step outside, eyes hazy and brain turned to mush when you notice you don't have your panties on.

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Lucky | Rafe Cameron

For years, you had a crush on your best friend, one he never returned. You thought he’d be happy to see you move on. You couldn’t be more wrong.

Warnings: NON-CON, Kook!Reader, Jealousy, Angst, Pining, Toxicity

This is a dark story. Heed warnings before reading under the cut.

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