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POPSTAR!READER x ACTOR!DREW ♡ by ©rafespresso

posts on this sm/au coming soon....

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guys i have something

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sorry was it you saying you were persian or another writer? 😭

not me i’m arab/desi/slavic! 😭

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celebrity smau ??? i’m bored i wanna do something different from writing

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omg i deeply wish the worst on all riara shippers and nothing less!

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boxer!rafe?

love but nah a few of my mutuals and a bunch of other accounts already have boxer!rafe

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dealer!rafe x aphrodite!reader

WARNINGS— fluff, not proofread, one use of ‘y/n’, rafe asks reader to be his gf ♡

your dress is short. the thin, white lace material clinging onto your curves tightly with your slender legs exposed. rafe can’t take his eyes off of you.

jesus, focus.

he’s trying to. he really is. but god, he can’t when you’re talking his ear off with that sweet, soothing voice of yours and the occasional hand touching.

you’re also energetic as fuck. running around the whole garden he had privately reserved just for this very special occasion. one second you’re admiring the tulips, then you’re ten yards away urgently calling out to rafe to come look at the swan lake. yes, swan lake.

an hour of roaming the never-ending stream of flowers and plants of the garden had passed. you’re still intrigued by the beauty of your surroundings, wandering around in excitement and picking out your favourite ones.

and rafe? he was still mentally pissing himself. he hadn’t just brought you here without a reason— he was gonna ask you to be his girlfriend. he’d planned out the whole thing a week prior, to make sure everything went perfect— but god, he didn’t realize how anxious he was going to be on the actual day.

i mean, seriously? rafe cameron and girlfriend in the same sentence? no girl ever went above the fling or arm candy stage. no girl except you. and the thing was, you haven’t done anything more than a make-out sesh with him before.

so yeah, he was freaking out.

he follows your happy self from behind, eyes darting over to the high-arched wooden gazebo in view to the right.

now was his chance.

“hey, close your eyes.” he speaks up suddenly, interrupting your little rant about not getting the one cherry blossom sunny.... or sonny devil you wanted badly. whatever the hell you were talking about.

you turn around, confusion written over your pretty little face. “why?”

“close your eyes.” he repeats.

you sigh, your eyelids reluctantly fluttering shut. he almost smiles— almost.

“oh, are you surprising me with something? i love surprises!” you quirk up, going back to yapping nonstop as he takes your wrist, gently guiding you towards the gazebo.

“you could say that.” he replies blankly.

you gasp loudly. “are you getting me a puppy?”

rafe makes a face at that, shaking his head. god, you were adorable. “no, baby.”

you pout, whining along the ten second walk before he makes you stand in the centre of wherever he had taken you. “can i open my eyes now?”

“no.” he snaps sharply.

you shift your weight from one foot to the other, letting out a dramatic exhale as you begin to ramble on about how you really wanted a dog. you wanted a lot of things. rafe could easily give you that if you said yes to his proposal.....

he lets out a shaky breath before finally telling you to open your eyes. you do as you’re told with a smile forming on your lips before it falters.

rafe’s standing infront of you, mixed flower bouquet in one hand and the cutest pink teddy bear in the other. you take in the scenery before you; a large, arched gazebo with dark green vines growing out the ceiling and walls of the interior. the bottom is lined up with an army of flowers all over the place. it’s gorgeous. everything is.

“y/n, will you be my girlfriend?” he finally asks the question, a subtle hint of fear in his voice, yet his expression looked hopeful.

you freeze, staring at him in shock. he wants to die. oh fuck. maybe this was a bad idea. jesus, he was so fucking stupid for thinking you’d actually want him as your partner.

but then, you smile. you actually smile. his lips part, almost like he wants to say something— but he doesn’t get to, because you’re already leaping into him, wrapping your arms around his neck.

“yes— yes i’ll be your girlfriend!” you squeal like a little girl and he catches you, arm wrapped tightly around your waist.

you tilt your head back, a sweet look on your face. his knees nearly give in as you press your lips against his— a soft, warm kiss which he returns back.

finally. you were his. his girl.

and god, did that feel good.

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just rewatched the roommate leighton meester you are one SEXY woman

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rafe and aphrodite are sooo cute bro 😭😭😭😭

they areeeee 🥹

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dealer!rafe x aphrodite!reader

WARNINGS— fluff, not proofread, one use of ‘y/n’, rafe asks reader to be his gf ♡

your dress is short. the thin, white lace material clinging onto your curves tightly with your slender legs exposed. rafe can’t take his eyes off of you.

jesus, focus.

he’s trying to. he really is. but god, he can’t when you’re talking his ear off with that sweet, soothing voice of yours and the occasional hand touching.

you’re also energetic as fuck. running around the whole garden he had privately reserved just for this very special occasion. one second you’re admiring the tulips, then you’re ten yards away urgently calling out to rafe to come look at the swan lake. yes, swan lake.

an hour of roaming the never-ending stream of flowers and plants of the garden had passed. you’re still intrigued by the beauty of your surroundings, wandering around in excitement and picking out your favourite ones.

and rafe? he was still mentally pissing himself. he hadn’t just brought you here without a reason— he was gonna ask you to be his girlfriend. he’d planned out the whole thing a week prior, to make sure everything went perfect— but god, he didn’t realize how anxious he was going to be on the actual day.

i mean, seriously? rafe cameron and girlfriend in the same sentence? no girl ever went above the fling or arm candy stage. no girl except you. and the thing was, you haven’t done anything more than a make-out sesh with him before.

so yeah, he was freaking out.

he follows your happy self from behind, eyes darting over to the high-arched wooden gazebo in view to the right.

now was his chance.

“hey, close your eyes.” he speaks up suddenly, interrupting your little rant about not getting the one cherry blossom sunny.... or sonny devil you wanted badly. whatever the hell you were talking about.

you turn around, confusion written over your pretty little face. “why?”

“close your eyes.” he repeats.

you sigh, your eyelids reluctantly fluttering shut. he almost smiles— almost.

“oh, are you surprising me with something? i love surprises!” you quirk up, going back to yapping nonstop as he takes your wrist, gently guiding you towards the gazebo.

“you could say that.” he replies blankly.

you gasp loudly. “are you getting me a puppy?”

rafe makes a face at that, shaking his head. god, you were adorable. “no, baby.”

you pout, whining along the ten second walk before he makes you stand in the centre of wherever he had taken you. “can i open my eyes now?”

“no.” he snaps sharply.

you shift your weight from one foot to the other, letting out a dramatic exhale as you begin to ramble on about how you really wanted a dog. you wanted a lot of things. rafe could easily give you that if you said yes to his proposal.....

he lets out a shaky breath before finally telling you to open your eyes. you do as you’re told with a smile forming on your lips before it falters.

rafe’s standing infront of you, mixed flower bouquet in one hand and the cutest pink teddy bear in the other. you take in the scenery before you; a large, arched gazebo with dark green vines growing out the ceiling and walls of the interior. the bottom is lined up with an army of flowers all over the place. it’s gorgeous. everything is.

“y/n, will you be my girlfriend?” he finally asks the question, a subtle hint of fear in his voice, yet his expression looked hopeful.

you freeze, staring at him in shock. he wants to die. oh fuck. maybe this was a bad idea. jesus, he was so fucking stupid for thinking you’d actually want him as your partner.

but then, you smile. you actually smile. his lips part, almost like he wants to say something— but he doesn’t get to, because you’re already leaping into him, wrapping your arms around his neck.

“yes— yes i’ll be your girlfriend!” you squeal like a little girl and he catches you, arm wrapped tightly around your waist.

you tilt your head back, a sweet look on your face. his knees nearly give in as you press your lips against his— a soft, warm kiss which he returns back.

finally. you were his. his girl.

and god, did that feel good.

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dealer!rafe makes me giggle teeheee

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is it bad to say i’ve always wanted drew and madelyn together but they’re siblings on screen so it’s like weird idk.....

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masterlist. anonlist. blog rules.

courtney ˚⋆𓇼˚⊹ 8teen. rafe’s whore. jj’s doll. lancôme. coconut lipbalm. pĩna colada. h2o mermaids. coney island baby. seashells. hawaiian tropic. pinterest. hibiscus.

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THEMEEEE I LOVE IT ITS GIVING SUMMED

thank youu i tried cause i didn’t like the last tropical theme i did 😭

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no pressure but are you working on anything new? missing your posts!! ❤️

i’m trying to finish some drafts + feel free to send some requests in!

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i am in the works of changing the links for my masterlists bc of my new username do not fret ! 😭

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whats in ur drafts??? 👀 your work is amazing

i have like 20 things in my drafts 😭😭 but thank you!!!