#rafe headcanons

[maybankswhore]

WHEN YOU KNOW , YOU KNOW.

summary. rafe realizing you’re it for him.

warnings. none.

“ when you know , you know. when you know , you know. it kinda makes me laugh — running down that path. when you’re good it’s gold. ”

Rafe’s head felt heavy. Your hands delicately worked at him. The only sound heard was the humming coming from the wind that whipped the side of his home furiously , demanding for you to hear it.

There were a million things Rafe Cameron could feel at one time. He was a master at anger— stowing away all that sadness , all that pain with flying fist and a mouth that could bite with words. He was a master at manipulation , at cruelty.

Though what he hardly ever felt was guilt. Sadness. Regret.

As he sat with his head low , he replayed the events that were still fresh in his mind. It seemed as though all he saw was red when Ward’s attention turned towards her. Scowling. Mocking.

He couldn’t stand it.

Rafe respected his father. Loved him. Craved his attention and validation. He could take whatever verbal abuse was given to him and swallow it , digest it and shit it back out because he was used to it.

But you— he could never allow that to happen to you , for that to be your future. As soon as the shameful comment left his mouth Rafe knew that he had to correct it despite what the consequences would be. If he didn’t , it’d happen again. Harsher. And after that , again. It’d happen like a replayed message over and over.

You were too good. There was an aura about you that was kind. There was so much about you to uplift and worship like the way your hair fell out of your ponytail when you worked. How it framed your face and helped the apple of your cheeks stand out more. Or when you’d always hold the door open for anyone , no matter who it was. Always giving the kindest smiles to strangers , making friends with just about anyone you came across because that’s how beautiful and inviting your soul was.

“You’re staring.” He heard you murmur.

Finally your head had lifted to look up at him. Your eyelashes coated with mascara that was now fading. Eyes like crystals.

“No.” Rafe shook his head. “Thinking.”

His response made you frown. Ward was always a sore spot for Rafe. He didn’t talk about him much or the weight the relationship held , but you knew. You didn’t need to be told.

“I’m sorry.” Shame overcame you. The whole fight that ensued had been because of you and although you knew Rafe would never place that blame on you— you put it on yourself.

Your apology caused Rafe’s head to snap towards you. Eyes focused on your face as he reached out to grab ahold of your chin gently. Your eyes swirled in the color of his as you made eye contact with him. Somehow the feeling of his ring cladded fingers on your skin still made your cheeks tinge pink.

“Do not apologize for that asshole—” Rafe cursed. “You hear me? Never apologize for something that wasn’t your fault.”

His voice was soft but it was stern. It was genuine and kind— something that was a rarity for him. Something that only you got to experience.

You couldn’t help the sigh escaping from your mouth. You practically melted at his touch , falling into the palm of his hands.

“I don’t want to be the reason you and your dad fight.” You admitted. That knawing guilt back in the pit of your stomach.

You sounded so small. So sweet. It made an unfamiliar ache in Rafe’s chest— one that wasn’t bad , but more so yearning. Yearning to lean forward and kiss you. Wrap his arms around you and suffocate himself with the smell of your perfume.

“I don’t care.” Rafe then decided. “I love you.”

You sucked in a breath that resembled a gasp almost. Those three words that you had held onto. The three words that held so much but yet so little because you had felt it , too.

You weren’t oblivious and you knew that he did. But you hadn’t expected to hear it.

It was everything and nothing all at once. Peaceful and nerve racking at the same time. It meant so much. Left so many things in the future to worry about and mewl over.

You were a lover girl at heart. The way he had spoke it. His lips that were always snarling , biting back the cruel comments to others to hide the fact he was hurting inside had now released the sweetest of sounds , kindest words that squeezed the beating organ in your chest just right.

Bubbling , Rafe brought his hand around your neck to lean you forward. Brushing a kiss to your mouth , resting his forehead on yours.

He knew that you were it for him. And if souls could get tangled with one another and become the same— then his had with you.

[simpforboys]

what you need

rafe cameron x f!kook!reader, slight jj maybank x f!kook!reader

summary: when Rafe hears about your desire for JJ, he quickly steps in to remind you of what you actually need.

warnings: smut!! dirty talk, possessiveness, mostly canon!rafe, swearing, oral (f receiving), unprotected piv sex, creampie, fluff, drug/alcohol use, degradation, terms (slut, whore, bitch, etc), breeding kink, kinda cnc (?)

based on what you need by abel tesfaye (the weeknd)

not proof read!! (as always) <3

it fucking killed Rafe that you slowly stopped answering his messages.

it fucking killed Rafe that you slowly began to hang out more with JJ Maybank.

and it fucking killed Rafe when he found out you fucked JJ Maybank.

twice.

Rafe hadn’t seen you for a few months. while the two of you had an on and off fling, everyone in Kildare knew you were Rafe’s.

no one dared to question the Kook Prince, especially since the rumors of his decreasing sanity went around.

Rafe was with Barry, the strong scent of marijuana and beer in Barry’s little trailer.

Rafe set up a line with his credit card, snorting the powdery white substance. he leaned back against the couch, closing his eyes slightly as the intense drug coerced through his pumping veins.

“dude, did you hear that Y/n fucked Maybank?” Barry asked suddenly, lighting a cigarette after he snorted his own line of cocaine.

Rafe’s already wide pupils grew wider. the veins in his neck began to bulge as he clenched his jaw.

the reason why it fucking pained Rafe to hear you fucked JJ was because the whole time you two had your fling, you would constantly tease him.

whether you two were on your sofa, your hips moving against his quickly as you chased your orgasm over his clothed cock.

and as soon as you would cum in your panties, you would leave him dry. every. fucking. time.

no matter how badly Rafe wanted to feel your pussy, you held off on him.

and to find out that a worthless fucking pogue got to your pussy before he did? oh, he wished he didn’t see JJ or else he might’ve killed the dude.

Rafe didn’t respond to Barry’s words. all the kook did was light a cigarette, letting it lay low on his lips as he collected his shit. with the keys to his car, and suddenly feeling as sober as ever, Rafe drove out of Barry’s driveway.

you lived a couple blocks away from Rafe on Figure 8. he knew your address like the back of his hand, so when he pulled onto your street he parked his truck on the curb before walking to your front door.

you opened the door, surprised to see Rafe standing there. he had a backwards hat on, a navy blue polo shirt, and tan cargo shorts on.

his baby blue eyes were dark and clouded, the white around his pupils now bright red from the drugs.

“the hell are you doing here? you smell awful.” you asked him, your eyebrows furrowed.

Rafe’s eyes raked down your figure. wearing a lace silk pj set, your breasts peeked over the top as it hung low on your chest.

Rafe paid your question no mind as he walked inside your house. “Rafe-“

“is anyone home?” Rafe asked, still staring out onto your backporch that overlooked the ocean.

“no, what the fuck do you want?” you asked, watching his tall body approach yours. in one swift motion, he captured your lips in his.

he pressed your back against the door, his fingers locking the knobs. his hand moved to your hip, pressing your body to his.

the taste of liquor melted on your tongue as you kissed him back, your core throbbing from the sudden action.

he quickly walked you backwards until you landed onto your plush white couch. your head rested against the patterned pillow as Rafe hovered over you, his hand running down your thigh.

“you gonna be a good girl f’me?” he asked against your lips, moving to kiss and nip down your neck. his eyes practically bulged out of its sockets when he saw a hickey directly on your breast.

a small growl escaped his mouth as you whined with need. you felt his tongue trace the bruised skin, before sucking the flesh into his mouth.

“fucking answer me, Y/n.”

“yes- Rafe, i’ll be a good girl.”

you sighed out as Rafe slid your shirt up, revealing your breasts. his eyes seemed to enlarge at the sight, before he swiftly sucked your left nipple into his mouth.

“tell me what that nasty ass pogue did to you, Y/n. where’d he touch you?” Rafe asks, his voice in a rasp and deeper than normally.

he was so pissed, and his questions made you buck your hips against his abs. “Rafe, is that what this is ab-“

“you’re gonna answer all my fucking questions and behave, understood?” he asked roughly, grabbing your jaw as he forced you to stare at him in the eyes.

what you saw wasn’t the man you were used to, but instead an animal coming to claim his territory. and the idea fucking turned you on.

“he- he sucked my tits…” you trailed off, letting out a small sigh as you felt Rafe’s mouth latch onto your nipple once more.

like he needed to be better than JJ, needed to show you what it’s like to fuck a real man.

“and he…” your face felt warm as you admitted all of this information to Rafe. but his lips felt chilly against your hot skin, and it was driving you insane.

“did he touch you here, Y/n?” Rafe asked suddenly. his fingers danced over your clothed pussy, making you jolt in response.

you nodded at his question.

“he ate me out,” you shyly admitted.

Rafe hummed in response, tugging your shorts down onto the wood floor. he wrapped his arms around your thighs, pulling your body til your pussy was on full display for him.

he spread your legs wide, the cool air hitting your soaked pussy. your clit twitched from the temperature, and the fact that Rafe Cameron was staring at your vagina like it was his last meal before death row.

“yeah? that little fucking pogue touched my pussy?” Rafe asked, kissing and nipping your inner thighs. his knees rested on the rug as he leaned forward into your cunt.

“‘m sorry,” you breathed out. your legs twitched when you felt his hot breath ghost over your clit.

your back arched slightly when finally began his attack on your cunt. he circled his tongue skillfully along your clit, his two fingers going up to collect your juices.

“oh my god, Rafe,” you whimpered. your hands gripped your tits, massaging your nipples.

as Rafe entered his fingers into your cunt, he left a kiss on your clit. “fuck, Y/n. does the pogue have a tiny dick? you’re so fucking tight.”

you couldn’t respond as Rafe’s fingers quickly found the spongey spot inside your walls. your legs began to shake with ecstasy and Rafe’s naughty words weren’t helping.

it was like he studied your body like a map, knowing all the little tricks to get you closer to your orgasm.

so when Rafe began to suck on your clit, he sent small hums from his throat. the action caused it to send vibrations up to your clit, making you almost scream out.

“fuck, just like that.” you told the man, your eyes fluttering shut as a knot formed tightly into your stomach.

you tried to delay your orgasm, knowing that coming within the first three minutes would be embarrassing.

but to Rafe, it made his cock throb with need as he fought to get you to cum on his tongue.

he sped up his fingers, sucking harshly on your clit until he felt your walls contract against his fingers.

you moaned out as you came, your legs shaking as you gripped onto the pillow behind your head.

Rafe gave another kiss to your clit, working on his own shorts. he unbuttoned them and quickly pulled the zipper down, revealing his big cock.

roughly eight inches, with a prominent vein running from the base to his pink tip. pre cum oozed out of the tip, as he used the juices from your cunt to work his hand up and down his cock.

“look at me.” Rafe commanded, making you to leave your euphoric state. your eyes went wide when you saw his dick, standing proudly at you.

“holy shit…” you whispered to yourself, placing your hand on his cock. you felt it twitch against your touch.

“you gonna be a good fucking slut and take it all?” he asked rhetorically, knowing that either way you would take it.

“Rafe i need you.” you said quietly, wanting his large cock inside of you. he was bigger than JJ, but JJ had a slightly bigger girth.

“what was that?” he hummed, using his tip to slap against your clit as he teased you.

“i fucking need you, Rafe.” you admitted out loudly, desperate to finally feel him inside of you.

“don’t you ever fucking forget that, got it?” Rafe said darkly, sliding his member into your cunt.

you let out a small squeal from his sudden roughness. both of you moaned as your walls worked to fit around his massive cock.

as Rafe began to piston his hips, sliding his dick balls deep and pulling out to just the tip, your mind began to grow hazy from the feeling.

it was like your pussy was made for him, Rafe kept telling himself.

“you like that dick, baby? taking it so well… did Maybank fuck you like this? hmm?” Rafe speaks, mostly searching for your validation.

you nod, although you’re barely listening. his cock is hitting your cervix and driving against your g-spot as he pushes in and out of you quickly.

“you’re gonna be a fucking whore for the pogues, gotta show you how a real man fucks.” Rafe murmurs, holding your body tightly so if you made any effort to escape he could stop you.

“Rafe- ‘s too much,” you pant.

“i thought you said you were gonna be a good girl?” he taunted you, his eyes deep with lust as he held the back of your head and neck, forcing you to stare at him as he fucked you.

you didn’t respond to his comment, pure pleasure consuming your body. it felt like he was folding you like a pretzel, your body spread wide and open for him to take you any way he pleased.

and you didn’t seem to mind, not when he can dick you down this good.

“been everyone’s slut but mine, yeah? how’d the town feel knowing that you’re fucking ran through, and didn’t even let me get a piece.”

Rafe was now speaking to himself, but the fact that he was degrading you and making you his bitch almost made you cum.

“this pussy is fucking mine, Y/n. say it.”

“my pussy is yours.” you squeaked out, only half listening to his words as he marked you.

“louder.” he demanded you, slapping your cheek slightly to get you to focus.

“my pussy is yours, Rafe! fuck!” you shouted, clenching your walls against his cock.

the devilish grin that formed on his face was enough to almost send you over the edge, like almost tripping over a mountain edge.

and as your body jolted in his hands, he continued to grunt quietly until soft whimpers escaped his mouth.

the noises barely danced off the tip of his tongue, but fuck, it was like music to your ears. Rafe fucking Cameron, whimpering for you.

“you wanna cum, baby?” he cooed at you, taking his thumb and rubbing circles on your clit.

your eyes rolled to the back of your head from the action, your pussy clenching once again.

“please,” you begged.

“tell me how badly you need it. how badly you need me.”

“Rafe i need to cum so fucking bad. i need you to let me cum- i fucking need you, Rafe.”

your words were coming off broken as you pleaded, taking every fiber of your body to not orgasm right there.

“cum on this dick, Y/n.” Rafe demanded, continuing to fuck you through your orgasm.

the way you entire body convulsed caused Rafe’s dick to twitch inside your cunt, making him so fucking close.

your cunt was perfect and he couldn’t imagine fucking anyone else after you.

“you want me to cum in this fucking cunt? show everyone that you’re my little pregnant whore?” he coos, his smirk still on his face as he bit his lip at the idea.

“i wanna be your pregnant little whore, Rafe.” you responded, catching him off guard. you felt the way he twitched once more.

“fuck, you’re gonna look so hot carrying my baby. mark you as mine so this whole fucking town knows not to go near you.” Rafe says, sucking on your tit as he cums.

his seed shoots inside of you, coating your walls with his kids. you ran your hand through his hair, his hat thrown somewhere off to the side. you both panted against each other, trying to find your breath from the pure ecstasy.

Rafe hugs your body close to his, coming up to rest against the couch. you curl into his arms, tiredness erupting over your body as you yawn.

within minutes, you were passed out on his chest as he pulls a blanket over the two of you.

“i love you, Y/n.” Rafe whispers against your temple, pressing a small, tender kiss to the skin.

[inlovewithpandora]

ᥫ᭡ — Ass Obsession

Artists — Rafe Cameron x fem!reader

Music Submission from: Anonymous — “Whatchu doing out here wit all that ass baby?” With rafe, he’ll smack it in jeans, leggings, shorts, a skirt, in a DRESS. as long as he’s got his hands on your ass, he’ll grab it infront of his friends when you try to hand him the bottle of beer you brought back from the bar while he plays golf with topper at the country club, he’s so set he’s obsessed with it grabbing it and smacking when he fucks you nice and slow while you beg him to go faster, then he’ll make you ride it in reverse cowgirl while he controls it and he’ll put that ass to work 😫😫

Genre — Headcanons

Lyrics — Rafe who’s obsessed with your lovely ass and has to find a way to admire or smack it in every situation.

Music Advisory — fluff, light smut (17+), implied brat!tamer Rafe/ implied brat!reader, implied Dacryphilia kink, brief mention of recording sex, brief p in v scenes

Duration — 700 words

Words from Artist — My first Outer banks fic! I’m so excited to be sharing this fic with y’all. I’ve been wanting to write for obx for a while and now I’m finally doing it. Thank you anon for sending this in, I hope this fic finds you and that I wrote your request to your liking! Send me an ask and lmk how you feel about the fic. Always feel free to comment and reblog, I love reading y’all reactions! I hope you enjoy!!

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木 — Ass Obsessed!Rafe who loves smacking your ass in any type of clothing you wear. Wearing a pair of jeans or leggings that are sculpting your ass perfectly? He’s smacking it.

木 — Ass Obsessed!Rafe who loves when it’s a hot day in Outer Banks because he knows you’ll be wearing a pair of those tiny shorts that are only a few inches longer than your panties.

木 — Ass Obsessed!Rafe who enjoys watching you run around the beach in your bikini so he can admire the way your ass ripples with each step you take.

木 — Ass Obsessed!Rafe who’s happy when you decide to come to the gym with him and workout because he gets to watch you do squats in the TikTok leggings he bought for you that makes your ass look 10 times fatter.

When you’re in the zone, doing your third set of squats, you realize that you don’t hear the clanking of the bench press every so often when Rafe takes a break in between reps. You turn around to see what he’s doing and you see him standing behind you with his eyes honed in on your ass while biting his lower lip, making you playfully roll your eyes. “Rafe, aren’t you supposed to be working out?”

“I can’t concentrate with your ass moving like that in front of me.”

木 — Ass Obsessed!Rafe who makes his lap your permanent seat. He wants to feel your soft cheeks against him, wrap his arms around your waist, and rub his hands on your thighs.

木 — Ass Obsessed!Rafe who makes your ass his permanent hand placement when out in public so he can scare men away and let them know your his and his only. When he notices a man staring at you he gives your flesh a firm squeeze to let him know you’re already taken.

木 — Ass Obsessed!Rafe who loves bringing you to the country club with him when he wants to play golf with his friends so he can watch you walk around in a tennis skirt that shows the bottom of your cheeks when a breeze flows by.

木 — Ass Obsessed!Rafe who asks you to grab his golfballs out of every hole after he sinks the ball so he can watch your pretty little ass on display as you bend over and pick it up.

木 — Ass Obsessed!Rafe who doesn’t mind grabbing your ass in front of his friends. He loves showing you off anyway and this just allows him to let his friends know what they’re missing out on. He loves bragging to Topper and Kelce about how many perks come with you being blessed in the backside region.

“She knows how to throw that shit back, I love putting that ass to work.” Rafe gloats with a glint in his eye, taking a swig of his beer as a flashback runs through his mind from last night from when he had you bent over his kitchen counter, begging him to go faster as he rails into you.

木 — Ass Obsessed!Rafe who thanks you for grabbing him a beer from the bar with a smack on the ass and a smirk before whispering in your ear that when you get home he’s gonna wear your ass out.

木 — Ass Obsessed!Rafe who loves fucking you nice and slow from behind, too mesmerized by watching your ass slam against his pelvis and how your pussy is eating his dick up to change his pace.

木 — Ass Obsessed!Rafe who makes you ride his dick in reverse cowgirl so he can cherish the view of round ass and control the way it moves against him because if he lets you take control you'll have him finishing too quick.

木 — Ass Obsessed!Rafe who sends a smack to your ass during sex each time you do something he loves, it a physical thing he does sometimes to let you know your pleasing him well instead of verbally praising you.

木 — Ass Obsessed!Rafe who punishes you when you're being bratty by bending you over and sending harsh slaps to your ass while feeling his dick get hard at the sight of eyes are filling with tears and how you're begging him to stop, even though you and him know that you don’t want to stop one bit.

木 — Ass Obsessed!Rafe who sometimes pulls out his phone and records mid-session when you're throwing it back. You’re doing so well that he just has to have this video for later when you aren’t around and he needs to jerk off for a quick release.

木 — Ass Obsessed!Rafe who loves pulling out of you when he’s close to cumming and finishes on your ass, spraying his sticky white cum on every inch of your skin as an act of marking his territory. It fills him with pride knowing that he’s the only one that’s ever gotten to see your ass in such a marvelous way and he would love to keep it that way.

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[ghxstyfae]

A B C's ♡ R.Cameron Headcanons

Warnings: breeding kink with intent of pregnancy, nsfw, baby fever,

Synopsis: Rafes fiance is a kindergarten teacher and is experiencing extreme baby fever, Rafe decides to breed her

Taglist: @sunflowerleii

The new school year started and in walked a bunch of puffy-faced toddlers, happy as can be, everyday.

"Hi Mrs. Cameron!" "Have a good lunch Mrs. C!" "Can you help with my zipper please?"

Ugh they're adorable. By the third month of teaching kindergarten you were off the deep end. Your whole social medias were filled with cute babies and you couldnt stop picturing what a mix of you and rafe would look like

It got worse when you started dragging Rafe through baby asiles.

He kinda thought it was a joke at first

"You trying to tell me something baby?"

Yes you were!!

You kept telling him you "forgot" to pick up your birth control prescription

But he keeps using a condom? Does he not want babies with you?

One day he finds you holding little ugg baby booties you impulse bought, crying into your pillow.

"Whats wrong baby? What happened?"

And thats when you start wailing about wanting a baby and how he didnt want to give you one.

Hes just like "When did i say i wouldnt get you pregnant??"

Kisses your tummy and tells you how beautiful you'll look, swelling with his seed

"Gonna keep you home, nursing our little baby, being a perfect little mommy hm?"

He kneads your breasts and tells you that soon they'll be filled with nourishment for your baby

"Fuck should've had you teaching the kindies earlier huh? Wouldve made you a mommy already."

He fucks your hard, barely pulling out to thrust in again.

Probably about 3/4 rounds

He wouldn't pull out when hes done, probaly would make you cockwarm him for atleast half an hour.

"Its okay baby, you can rest, ill wake you up when i take us to the shower. For now just let it take."

"We'll go out for supper, make sure you'll get some salmon. Then ill pick up some tests and call Dr. Halls and let her know what we're planning for huh?"

Just keeps making plans, speaking lowly in your ears, even though he knows your probably not listening.

When hes sorta sure you've fallen asleep, he cradles you and whispers.

"Gonna make sure im better then my dad okay baby? Wont ever hurt you. Wont ever hurt out baby. You're the most important thing to me. Ill always keep you safe."

After a few weeks, you wake up at nearly six in the morning with morning sickness, and present a positive pregnancy test to Rafe and celebrate

He becomes MUCH more protective over you, especially when you start showing

The kids in your class are the sweetest, most curious little things ♡

"You have a tiny person in your tummy? Are they sleeping?"

Rafe visits her class multiple times a week, and the kids have become kinda accustomed to him

"Hi Mr. Cameron! Look at what Mrs. C Gave me!"

Once you go on maternity leave, he sets everything up to work from home as well, only going in once a week kr for bigger meetings.

The kids in your class make you cards and stuff💝

Rafe always gives you whatever your craving, helps you when your crying kr feeling over emotional, etc.

[runningfrom2am]

Okay! Ik ur not talking request rn but I’ve had this thought for a lil bit but rafe w hs Teacher!reader, who he likes to visit during her lunch time aka study hall time, and the students adore him and like since it’s hs the girls like find his so attractive( bc mf is) 🤭

okay this request is SO self-indulgent for me bc i'm like a year out from becoming a hs teacher myself like AH that's the dream so i love you so so much for this whoever you are i could give you the biggest hug rn thank you so so much for this idea!!

study hall - r.c.

pairing: husband!rafe x teacher!reader

wc: 1.6k

tags/warnings: fluff and almost nothing else. rafe is a perfect boyfriend bc,, duh? also not very canon of him honestly.

requests currently closed but feel free to send stuff in! it just might take me a while to get around to it :)

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"Okay that's the lecture, we've got about a minute before the bell here... does anyone have any questions?" You finish up your slides, checking the time briefly as you close up the powerpoint from your laptop and turn off the projector.

A couple of hands shoot up and you gaze over the class waiting briefly for anymore. "Okay, we'll do Max, and then Lacy. Fire off." You point to the two of them in order.

"Can we get an extension on the essay?" Max asks quickly and you laugh. "It's not due for another week! How can you be behind already?" Judging by the reaction of the rest of the class chattering off their agreement, you nod. "Okay, okay. Fine. Yes, you can hand it in on the Monday instead of Friday, but that is giving you two extra days so I won't be giving any more extensions. Got it?"

Collectively the class sighs in relief, a chorus of thank you's and chatter following. "Okay, Lacy, you had a question?" You interrupt everyone to ask, thinking maybe someone else might have the same question and want to hear the answer.

"Is Mr. Cameron coming to study hall today?" She asks, round cheeks flushed as the other girls in the class whip their heads towards you to listen.

"Okay." You laugh, sitting down in your chair content that you won't need to pull up any slides to revisit anything. "Thank you for reminding me, I do have study hall today so if anybody does have any serious questions about the lecture or the essay please hang around after the bell." You say, avoiding most of the question.

You hear the voice of almost every girl in the class speak up at once, all resulting in more or less the same question about whether or not your boyfriend would be coming again to eat with you like he usually does on Fridays.

He was very popular among the girls you taught, which doesn't surprise you. You'd be lying if you said your boyfriend wasn't ridiculously handsome, but it was sometimes a point of contention with the other faculty you worked with. They thought it was extremely unprofessional that he would come in just for the girls to ogle at- but strangely it wasn't a problem when they had their partners come in for lunch at the same time. You knew it wasn't your fault and you weren't doing anything wrong, but just a result of upset from them designating study hall for students and many girls would spend time in your class instead during the lunch hour.

Just then the bell rang, and many students began packing up to leave either to go to other classes for study or to the cafeteria to grab something to eat.

"Alright! Don't forget the readings for next class, please, I may or may not be quizzing you on it just to make sure! Have a good day everyone!" You call out over the loud sounds of students filling the halls and talking.

You sigh with a smile and grab your water bottle, taking a sip to ease your dry throat after an hour of non-stop talking. You look up, humming in acknowledgement at the three girls leaning over your desk. "Question?" You ask, already knowing what they're after.

"Is Mr. Cameron coming?" Lacy's friend, Chloe asks and you smile, shrugging.

"Maybe, you'll have to stay for my study hall to find out."

"Come on just tell us!" Lacy groans, but before you can respond you're interrupted by a knock on your door frame.

"Ms. Y/L/N, I brought your lunch." You smile at your boyfriend standing at the door, lunch bag and coffee in hand.

"Hi." You chuckle, looking at the girls knowingly who already look like they're melting. You get up and greet him at the door, grabbing another chair to pull over to your desk for him to join you.

“Hi Mr. Cameron.” Lacy smiles, sitting down in the desk closest to yours and batting her lashes at him.

“Hi there.” Rafe says politely with an awkward smile, digging through the lunch bag he brought for you and handing you snacks out of it.

“Girls, go get your lunches, please.” You tell them, and they all somehow simultaneously roll their eyes.

“You just want us to leave so you can be alone with your boyfriend.” Chloe teases you and you laugh, shaking your head.

“No, I want you to go get your lunches so you can give your bodies the nutrients they need to learn. I’m not going to be held responsible for you girls missing meals.” You reply sincerely before taking a sip of your coffee. “And I promise, Mr. Cameron will still be here when you get back. Now, go.”

You gesture to the door and the girls sigh, getting up and filing out the door.

“You’re the only reason I ever have anyone in my study hall.” You giggle quietly once they’re gone. “There are no girls in study hall on Monday or Wednesday.”

“No way, Ms. Y/L/N is their favourite teacher, obviously.”

“Or my class is the hardest and my very hot boyfriend comes to eat with me during Friday study hall.”

“Your class is easy!” Rafe laughs, reaching up to brush away some hair that stuck to your cheek as you’re eating.

“You’ve never taken it, how would you know?”

“Well, if you were my teacher when I was in school… I’d be in here every day. “The boys don’t come on Fridays because they’re jealous of me…” He says smugly, leaning in to kiss your cheek.

You blush as you playfully push him away, glancing towards the open door to make sure no students saw. “Yeah, you’d be in here because you’d need help with Shakespeare, and they do too.”

Rafe gasped in mock offense, then shakes his head. “That’s messed up. I’m offended.”

You shrug. “It’s tough stuff if you’ve never read it before.”

“We’re back!” You both look up at the door as Lacy and her friends make their way back in, lunches in hand this time. “Did you miss us?”

“Welcome back, ladies. Did you bring some homework with you?” You ask, raising an eyebrow at them.

“Duh, Ms. Y/L/N. Who do you think we are?”

“I just wanted to make sure. Study hall is for studying, not chatting.”

They all get comfy in their seats around the desk across from yours, phones immediately out with no work to be seen.

“Hey, Mr. Cameron?” Chloe asks, leaning on her upturned palm as she grabs his attention and he hums in acknowledgement. “What’s your first name?”

“Rafe.” He answers, not thinking for a second that maybe it’s not allowed.

“That’s a great name. Like, really cool.” Lacy sighs, smiling at him.

“Why, thank you.” Rafe grins, nudging your shoulder. He eats this attention up every time, and it’s fun to joke about when you’re at home- but sometimes you think it’s bad for his ego.

“Can we call you Rafe?”

“If you want.” He shrugs.

“No, nope. He’s Mr. Cameron to you, sorry to disappoint.” You chuckle.

“But he said we can call him that!” Chloe whines, looking at you pleadingly.

“Sure, but the school board says otherwise. As long as we’re on school grounds you don’t even know his name, got it?”

“Yes ma’am.” They agree, giggling to themselves. “It’ll be our secret. Scouts honour.”

“None of you are scouts!” You laugh.

The girls just look at each other and shrug.

By now other students have filtered in, and luckily with tests coming up in all your blocks, a lot of studying is actually happening and less harassing of your boyfriend.

“Hey,” Rafe whispers, leaning closer to you which draws the attention of the girls in the front row who are straining to listen. “Can we take the yacht out this weekend? Maybe go for dinner or something on the mainland?” He whispers, smiling at you hopefully.

“Yeah, that would be nice. We could make a weekend out of it, I don’t have much grading to do.” You agree quietly and he seems excited, smiling and patting your leg before returning to his book that he had just picked up off your desk to skim through while you ate.

Come Monday morning, you’re getting ready for the bell to ring to signal the start of the first block. Once your whiteboard is ready with the notes for the day, you smile to yourself in anticipation as you sip your coffee. The bell rings, and students are quick to make their way in and to their desks.

“Oh. My. God.” Lacy stops in her tracks at the door, holding her arms out in front of her friends on either side of her as she stares at the whiteboard, and then looks over to you. “You’re joking!” She almost screams, clapping excitedly and running up to your desk to examine your hand while all the other students look up to the board in confusion, hoping for some answers as to what Lacy and Chloe are squealing about.

On your board, you had changed your name in the corner to a short statement:

‘You can call me Mrs. Cameron’

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[andy-15-07]

Can you do a fic where Y/n and Drew have to do an intimate scene, and she is stressed about this and Drew calms her down, friends to lovers.😘😘

Stage of Love

Paring(s): Drew Starkey x reader

masterlist / Outer Banks Masterlist

The set buzzed with energy as Y/n and Drew prepared for their upcoming scene. They had been friends for years, but today marked a new chapter in their relationship as they were about to film their first intimate scene together. Y/n couldn't help but feel a knot of nerves tightening in her stomach as she went over the script one last time.

"Drew, I'm really nervous about this," she admitted, her voice trembling slightly.

Drew turned to her, his eyes filled with understanding. "Hey, it's okay to be nervous. But trust me, we've got this. We're professionals."

Y/n forced a smile, grateful for Drew's calming presence. "I know, it's just... it feels different with you. I don't want things to be awkward between us."

Drew reached out and took her hand in his, his touch sending a shiver down her spine. "Y/n, look at me," he said softly, his gaze locking with hers. "We've known each other for years. We trust each other. We can get through this together, okay?"

Y/n felt a wave of reassurance wash over her as she looked into Drew's warm brown eyes. He was right – they had been through so much together, and she trusted him more than anyone else in the world.

"Okay," she said, squeezing his hand tightly. "Let's do this."

As they stepped onto the set, Y/n felt a surge of adrenaline coursing through her veins. This was it – the moment they had been preparing for. She took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart as they began to rehearse their lines.

But as they started to act out the scene, Y/n couldn't help but feel self-conscious. She was acutely aware of Drew's presence beside her, his body inches away from hers. Every touch, every word felt like it was magnified a thousand times over.

"Drew, I'm sorry, I just can't do this," she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper.

Drew turned to her, concern etched on his face. "What's wrong, Y/n? Are you okay?"

Y/n shook her head, tears pricking at the corners of her eyes. "I'm sorry, I'm just so nervous. I don't know if I can go through with this."

Drew reached out and gently brushed away her tears, his touch sending a jolt of electricity through her body. "Hey, it's okay. We don't have to do this if you're not comfortable. Your well-being is more important than any scene."

Y/n felt a rush of gratitude towards Drew, his words washing away her fears like a gentle tide. She knew that she could always count on him to be there for her, no matter what.

"Thank you," she whispered, leaning into his touch. "I don't know what I would do without you."

Drew smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "You'll never have to find out. We're in this together, remember?"

And with Drew by her side, Y/n knew that she could conquer anything – even the most daunting of scenes. As they prepared to try again, she felt a newfound sense of confidence coursing through her veins.

Together, they would create magic onscreen, their friendship blossoming into something more beautiful than they could have ever imagined. And as they lost themselves in the world of make-believe, Y/n couldn't help but feel grateful for the love and support of her dear friend, Drew.

[presleyanswrites]

𝐌𝐘 𝐃𝐔𝐓𝐘

angry!rafe x fem!reader

summary: rafe catches you touching yourself in bed

warnings: mdni 18+ reader losing her virginity, oral sex, unprotected sex, male face fucking, just a quickie with rafe.

➢ 𝑵𝑨𝑽𝑰𝑮𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵

It was a saturday night and your boyfriend had to work a few extra shifts at the office. You were all alone with a beer in your hand, staring at the wall, clenching your thighs together so you wouldn't rub your clit.

you wanted to see his dick again so badly but he told you that you were going to have to wait until he could fuck you.

you were sweating, laying on the matress and positioned yourself to look at the celing, your vision blurring from horniness, all you could see was his big dick.

rafe knew he wouldnt be able to control himself around you, and he knew when he started to fuck you he knew he couldn't quit. and it took everything in him each day not to just throw you over a counter and cum inside you, but he wanted to respect your virginity, and your innocence. But he couldn't respect you when you acted like a slut.

you were not allowed to touch yourself, it was something only a naughty girl would do.

you wanted to be a slut for rafe but it felt like he wouldnt let you.

you felt like you couldnt do it anymore, and you considered it physically un-healthy to not try and fuck the edge of your bed.

you knew you were being a bad girl but you couldnt be innocent forever with him.

you begged rafe to take your virginity but he cared about you too much, even though it took everything in him to control himself from being inside you.

while rafe was away at work you felt extremely fuck ready and massaged yourself while sitting up-right in your bed, you didnt care of the consequences.

you breathed hardly as you put the edge of the wooden bed inside you.

you jumped up and down on it vigorously, your tounge out of your mouth, cum dripping on the sides.

it only took a few minutes to get your langerie undies to be wet with your cum, holding your breath from moaning as the bedroom door pushes open against the wall.

he stares at you from the doorway practically furious, his veins from his forehead sticking into your eyes.

you jump as nervousness rushes in your belly, quickly shifting your position away from your clit.

he storms over and grabs your fragile arm with his strong grip.

"y/n." he grasps you harder, "what were you doing."

you whimper in pain, "nothing!"

"y/n." he stares into you, "undo your clothes. right now."

you squeal a little and nod vigorously, undoing your clothes, practically shaking.

he bends you over and slaps you on your ass hard, making you cry for help.

he picks you up by one single arm and throws you on the wall.

you make a wincing sound of pain but rafe is too infuriated to care about it.

you try to breathe and then you see his dick reaching up in his shorts. you lean down and tug at his boxers, looking up at him with puppy eyes. "rafey, can i see?" you whine, "please."

he gives you a devious look, "you sure, princess?"

"yes, rafey i want to."

he drops his shorts to the floor, revealing his huge dick as he advances towards you, puting his finger inside your clit, rubbing up and down hard, making you moan loudly.

"thats it, babygirl." he goes harder.

you scream in pain as you bounce back and forth against the wall, gasping for any sort of air.

"shut the fuck up, y/n, god damn it."

"rafe!" you yelp as cum goes all over your shirt,

he drops you to the floor as you get on your knees to lower your mouth to his dick, putting your mouth over.

"more. right now."

you hum a little and nod your head as you go futher, tears streaming down your face. half from fear and half from your gag reflex.

his dick touches the back of your throat as he thrusts, obeying every one of his laws.

"oh, baby you feel so good." he groans loudly, "fuck."

you wanted to make rafe feel good as a hope for forgiveness so he could fuck you properly later as a reward.

spit slid down your neck, tears dropping to the floor. you could barely breathe, his dick blocking your airways as you tried to inhale from your nose.

"shit, baby, im gonna cum," he warns as you nod your head, the warm cum filling your mouth and everything he had to give you.

"oh, love, yes."

you gagged hard as more cum went inside, you tasted in the back of your mouth, making you sweat down your back.

you swallowed all of it, wiping off the edges of your mouth, your eyes swollen from tears.

"good girl," he rewards as you lower your throat off his dick.

you felt another rush in your stomach, you had been good.

"god, baby, you're such a slut."

you furrow your eyebrows, "this is my first time."

"i will train you to be better for me, love."

you grin and prance his way, playing with the buttons on his shirt.

you try to catch your breath, "can we go all the way tonight?" you ask.

he nods, looking down at you, "i dont think i could help myself from destroying you, anyway, princess."

you whimper again and give him a more pouty lip.

"you've done it, now."

you knew you deserved to be fucked so hard, you knew it would hurt badly, but you wanted him to.

reblogs appreciated ➢ tags @chachachannah 𝖏𝖔𝖎𝖓 𝖒𝖞 𝖙𝖆𝖌𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙

[walalppper]

Little Game - dark! Rafe Cameron x (Y/n)

Dark Rafe Cameron x Reader (x Pope Heyward) Part I

(Reader is 19 years old) warnings/tags: 18+, obsessive!Rafe, violence, physical/verbal abuse, toxic relationship.

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Little Game

Everyone in Outer Banks knew who Rafe Cameron was for obvious reasons, and everyone also knew to not mess with his girl. But in the midsummer fest (Y/n) met a wonderful person, he made her feel safe, loved, and beautiful, feelings she never experienced with Rafe. It’s not like he abused her, he just had a weird way of letting her know he loved her, and Pope was aware of that.

He just wanted to make her feel protected, and eventually, she let herself go and started a secret relationship with Pope behind Rafe’s back. At first, she didn’t think much about the consequences of her actions, but slowly with time she was starting to grow paranoid, disgusted, and awful in general. Rafe was an awful boyfriend, but he didn’t deserve this.

But here she was again, promising herself to meet up with Pope Heyward one last time and end everything.

“We can…I can take you away from here (Y/n). Just-” Pope softly spoke to her. Shaking her head as no, she gently pleads. “Pope…you don’t know what he’s capable of doing-”

“Capable of doing what?” Rafe’s voice echoed in the small cabin they were in. “Oh no…am I interrupting something?” He chuckled, slowly closing the door behind him, and glancing over at both.

“Rafe…” (Y/n) trembled with fear.

“No need for that…” he nodded. “I know exactly what’s going on here. You were about to leave me for this pogue.” He nodded, slowly reaching out to grab the crowbar that stood against the wooden wall of the cabin.

“(Y/n) get behind me…” Pope whispered, rolling his hands into firm fists. At the sight of the scene, she knew something bad was about to go down. Rafe was already swinging the crowbar in Pope’s direction. Rafe was predictable, she knew him too well, there was no way Pope could beat him alone. Running as fast as she could to the entrance door, she looked over at Pope “I’ll go get help!” and disappeared in the next second.

“Sure, you will…” Rafe whispered under his breath, glancing over at Pope with a malicious smile.

xxx

Panting, sweating dripped down her forehead as she ran as fast as possible through the woods. She had to find JJ, John b, Kiara, someone!

It was a stormy night as the wind blew violently through the tall trees ahead, it was freezing. Shivering, (Y/n) pulled her blouse tighter around her as she slowed down. Gasping for air she started looking around. Finally slowing down she felt a bit safer that the man was no longer chasing after her. Her mind was racing all over. ‘Why did I do this? Now Pope might be hurt or even-’

The sudden strange noise behind her startled her, making her wake up from the sudden memories of the events that happened she shook her head no in total disbelief at the man right in front of her. He was standing just a few meters across her, maybe she could still make a run for it and get back before him.

“I told you to stop running.”

“You’re psychotic!” She yelled in the hope someone was nearby and could come to save her.

"And you cheated on me."

"That doesn't give you the right to beat him..."

A small ‘hm’ escaped his lips as he started approaching her. “Stay away!” She yelled once more, throwing a small rock in his direction. Dodging the rock that was just thrown to his figure, he grabbed her by the back of the neck, looking her dead in the eyes. “I killed Peterskin. Did he tell you that part?” It was obvious she didn’t know by the expression of shock on her face. “Where did all that courage you had just go?” Rafe joked.

Tears were starting to form in the corner of her eyes. “You’ll be in jail for what you did…not only to Peterkin but to-” “Those pogues?” He cut immediately after her, furrowing his eyebrows he tightened his grip around her. “They got what they deserved.”

She couldn’t even look him in the eyes after everything he did. But she had the courage let people know the truth about what happened, the people he murdered, and the ones he attempted to. Chucking a bit to himself he lets go of her. “But you know what? I’m a fair man…” Beyond being high off his mind he was also loving seeing her so tense and nervous, fighting with all her strenght to get back to that Pogue. A sudden grin grew on his lips, understanding exactly what she was thinking. “You know what? Fine.” He nodded his head, “Let’s play a little game.”

Looking at him confused, (Y/n) was about to open her mouth to speak. “You run…and I try to catch you. If you get to that pogue first I’ll hand myself to the police.” She knew it was impossible to run from him, and he knew she knew it. But what choice did she have? Even if it was 1 chance in 100, she would take it.

“But-”

Locking his eyes with hers, he smirked. “But if I catch you, you’ll have to go back with me. Stay quiet about this whole situation and…” Caressing gently her cheek he spoke. “Never talk to those pogues ever again.”

Her teary (e/c) stared back at him. “You’re fucking psychotic…” “Yet you still love me, don’t you?”

Letting go of her he took his jacket off and wrapped it gently around her shoulders. “Or we can just cut the bullshit and you come home with me right now.” Pushing him away she shook her head no. “You might even be surprised by the outcome of this stupid game.”

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Part II (Available Soon)

English is not my first language but i hope you enoyed :P

[maybankswhore]

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈 𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐏 𝐅𝐎𝐑.

summary: rafe overhears you talking to sarah about your feelings and wants to take care of you.

warnings: mentions of depression and anxiety , rafe eavesdropping , little bit of swearing

You sighed at Sarah’s hand rubbing your back comfortingly as your face hid itself in your hands to hide your puffy eyes and red cheeks. You looked like a mess— and you felt how you looked. Everything just seemed so overwhelming , and there was such much pressure on you from your family. There were so many feelings that you kept inside because you hadn’t wanted to feel like a burden.

“I’m just so tired all the time.” You ranted to Sarah , wiping underneath your eyes with the back of your hand. “I’m always so tired and so , so sad. Nothing seems to make it go away. I always feel this. . . this impending doom over me like something bad’s gonna happen. Like I’m going to fail and disappoint everyone.”

Sarah frowned. She definitely related that feeling and tried her best to figure out the right way to help you. Frowning , you pushed some hair away from your face. “Have you tried talking to Rafe?” Her face twisted up at the mention of her brother , but making sure to quickly wipe it away. Despite her own personal feelings towards him , Sarah knew that Rafe was good to you. The relationship he had with you was probably his only saving grace.

You shook your head at her. “No because Rafe’s not. . .” you struggled to find the right words. “Rafe shouldn’t have to deal with me like this. He already has so much on his own plate that a sad , depressing girlfriend should be the least of his worries. And I know he doesn’t like to see me cry because he feels too bad if he can’t make it stop.” You didn’t resent Rafe for not being the best person to talk to. You knew why he struggled with it and your stress shouldn’t fall onto his shoulders. You’d feel guilty adding on to everything else Rafe dealt with.

“Look I’m not the biggest fan of my brother,” Sarah muttered under her breath. “But I know that he cares about you , Y/N and he would want to be there for you. He’s your boyfriend—” she emphasized. “It’s kinda what he signed up for.”

As you cried , Rafe loomed around Sarah’s door. He didn’t want to eavesdrop , but he couldn’t stop himself from being concerned when he noticed your sniffles floating from the small crack in the door. Rafe wasn’t one to pry too much , too afraid it’d push you away. He felt his chest grow heavy as he listened to you vent to Sarah , hating you felt that way. He wanted to take every negative and sad thing in your brain and pluck it away. Store somewhere impossible to find and never feel again.

Pursing his lips , Rafe sighed as he knocked on the door softly to signal that someone was there. He lightly peaked around it , focusing on you. “Hey , baby. I’m home.” He smiled at you gently , feeling determined to try and be what you needed. Rafe wasn’t good at feelings but he would do anything for you and try again until he did it right.

You plastered on a fake smile when you saw him. Your heart warmed up just a little bit more at your boyfriend , feeling antsy to be in his arms. You mumbled a quick ‘thanks , sar’ before tapping her shoulder to walk out.

She gave you a smile in return , hoping that things would get better for you soon.

Rafe’s arm immediately snaked around your waist and pulled you to him and leading you down the hall. You tried your best to act normal , hoping that it was dark enough to conceal the mess you were sure painted across your face.

He waited until the door of his room closed before speaking. “You were crying.” Rafe’s thumb swiped underneath your cheekbone , a frown on his face.

“I know.” You whispered back. You grabbed his hand and kept it on your cheek , eyes fluttering closed at his touch. “’m was just sad for minute.”

“Sweet baby.” Rafe sighed , being gentle with his touch and words. His eyelashes fluttered against the apples of your cheeks when he leaned in to press a soft kiss to your face. “What’s wrong?”

As if his words were a trigger , tears started falling down your face. You threw your arms around his neck and just cried , shamelessly. You weren’t thinking of sounding stupid or crying in an ugly way. You weren’t embarrassed and you weren’t feeling guilty. You just cried. It felt good to finally feel it and not try and disguise it with other things. It felt good to feel Rafe’s arms tighten around you , the coos of him healing something deeply rooted in your soul.

You just wanted to feel comforted , and loved.

Rafe held you tightly as you did so , rocking you back and forth. The two of you stood there in the middle of the room with the only sound being the way you sobbed loudly in the crook of his neck. You didn’t even know what words could explain how you felt , so you didn’t even bother trying.

“My sweet girl,” Rafe mumbled into your hair. “Lay down with me.”

He easily slid the two of you backwards , quickly kicking off his shoes to get onto the bed. He left the covers tucked , his work clothes on— something he’d never allow any other time. All Rafe cared about was holding you so you didn’t feel so alone.

You let him move you towards the bed. He laid down flat while gripping at your hips , pulling you to straddle him. A sigh of contentment left your lips as you laid down , chest to chest , with your cheek against his cheek. It was so close that you felt the warmth of his breath on the side of your neck , sending shivers down your spine with each exhale. It was suffocatingly close— and just what you needed.

His hands rubbed your back as you calmed down , laying there next to him. The sound of his breathing was like a lullaby , shushing your nerves to sleep as you listened to it carefully. Your breathing pattern began to mimic his and you almost mistaked Rafe Cameron as some sort of drug you were warned about at school assembly’s.

“Thank you.” You breathed , after what seemed like hours of just laying there compared to the minutes it actually was. “I’ve just felt so overwhelmed lately. And everything’s making me sad. I’m sorry.”

“Don’t apologize to me.” Rafe stopped you , craning his neck down to look at you. He stared into your ears with scrunched brows , a finger to your chin. “Don’t ever apologize to me for that.”

“Okay.” You mumbled back. You grabbed his hand to kiss his thumb.

“It’s what I signed up for.” Rafe breezed it in , hoping you wouldn’t be mad at him. The air becoming light hearted when you rolled your eyes playfully and smacked his chest.

“You’re such a jerk!”

[simpforboys]

dating canon!rafe…

warnings: mentions of aggression, mental health issues, swearing, drug abuse, alcohol abuse, and sexual themes. please seek help if you or someone you know is struggling.

you two met a kegger, and his deep blue eyes drew you in immediately

he was drawn to your body and looks for the most part. he truly believed you would be a cute little accessory on his arm, someone he could manipulate and use

he was high off of cocaine when he approached you, seeming completely out of it

but he was so persistent on taking you out, you accepted the kook prince’s advance

on the first date he was very touchy

he would touch your hips, thighs, arms

you didn’t really mind though, because it’d been awhile since you got laid and rafe was one of, if not the most attractive man on the island

you’d heard plenty of rumors and stories about the Cameron family, but didn’t really pay attention

you two slept together on the first date.

and then it became a regular thing. he would hit you up in the early hours of the morning, and every time you would go.

and he was an amazing fuck, so you didn’t really mind, but when you realized that all he cared about was your looks you freaked out on him

“don’t call me! don’t fucking text me, dick head!”

“oh save it, bitch!”

it took a couple weeks… until Rafe showed up at your house unannounced

you had your shirt taken off, another man kissing down your chest when Rafe literally busted the door down

he literally almost killed the guy. multiple punches thrown, kicks, and broken bones.

“get the fuck out, you worthless piece of shit! look at her again and i’ll kill you!”

that was the first time you’d really seen anyone have pure rage, and it scared you

Rafe finally asked you to be his girlfriend, and knew that you were scared to decline

a few months in, you met Ward, Rose, Wheezie, and Sarah. but it was very brief, as Rafe secretly didn’t want his family to ruin you

while at first he saw you as someone to benefit from, he started caring more and more about you

he would constantly need to know where you were. your location, who you’re with, etc.

if he finds out you lied he gets pissed

but the sex after is like….. meow

when all the pressure around getting the cross gets too much, and all the drama w his dad, he would get colder with you

like stop responding to your messages and just basically become distant

he would smoke and drink a lot to try to contain his emotions

but one night you showed up to Tannyhill unannounced and saw Rafe crying

his dad had basically just told him to “man up” for expressing that he isn’t okay mentally

and you were fucking pissed

your first thought was to show Ward Cameron your two fists, but you realized how bad Rafe was

for the first time ever, Rafe broke down in your arms

“i try so hard… i’ll never be one of his precious daughters. and it- it fucks me up. i’m not okay, y/n.”

“i know, Rafe. i’m here, okay? i’m here to help you.”

you held him all night while he sobbed, and the emotional side you saw to him made you reevaluate yourself

while you knew how fucking toxic he was- you couldn’t help but grow to love him

there were some moments where he was sweet. he would buy you flowers, gifts, shower you with affection

but then he would grow distant

you had a strong suspicion he was a sociopath, but you knew he was struggling

so you stayed. and every time you stayed

he only had gotten physical with you once. you were shouting rude things about his dad and he grabbed you roughly, his eyes full of rage

that was the first time you truly were scared of him, and he knew it

“Rafe-“

he would glare at you momentarily, then realize what he was doing and let you go

the next day he would bring you breakfast

he began to fall in love with you when he saw you with your little cousin

seeing how nurturing you were with your cousin made him realize how truly lucky he was to be with you, even through all the shit he’s put you in

so basically… rafe is toxic af but he kinda cares so

yes, i would marry you rafe. thank you. bye.

[inlovewithpandora]

Rafe Cameron fic will be posted today!

Title — Ass Obsession

Summary — Rafe who’s obsessed with your ass and has to find a way to admire it or smack it in every situation.

Content — headcanons, fluff, light smut + brief p in v scenes

If you would like to be tagged click here — Outer Banks Taglist

Edited — Fic is now posted

[ghxstyfae]

Cramping ♡ R.Cameron

Synopsis: Headcanons of Rafe × reader on her period with bad cramps (/endo/pcos/etc.)

Warnings: mentions of heavy bleeding, bad cramps, medications, possibilities of drug use, labelled nsfw section

(Sfw)

Look, Rafe is an actual asshole and hes never really had to worry about any of his exes on their periods. He didnr care enough

But he legitimately loves you, and seeing you in pain breaks his heart.

At first it took some learning... "Kid, im sure its not that bad. Dont you all get this every month?"

But after seeing balled up in a *very* unusual positon, tears flowing freely, he starts doing anything in his power to help alleviate your pain.

He has a little container he puts out on his bathroom counter when you're on your period for pads/tampons/whatever u use

And another basket in his closet that has heating pads, midol (and other pain medications), chocolate and other snacks, and obviously extra boxes of any products you use.

If you are someone who has an extreamly heavy flow and bleed through things alot you dont need to be embarrassed w him.

He'll keep darker sheets for when your on your period and has no problem washing them and anything you need. "No worries Doll, i got a bubble bath in there, just go relax baby." 🫶🏻

If you find it helps with the pain, he'll offer weed. He loves getting you all high and brainless, especially when youre so anxious and emotional on your period, its easier to just let him think for you

Cuddles cuddles cuddles

"Let me rub the pain away baby"

Keeps the lights off and makes sure youre all snuggled up with some blankets, heating pads, an emotional support water bottle, and snacks if he needs to leave you alone

Which he probably wont too much throughout the cycle. I mean, if you want space he can leave the room?

Whenever someone else comments on how "overdramatic" hes being he gets so pissed.

Eventually this teaches him abt periods in general and hes able to help Wheezie out if need be

(Nsfw)

Would never be opposed to period sex. Hes a grown man (in his head smh) and doesnt mind getting messy, plus if you cumming will help with the pain, whos he to say no?

Speaking of cumming, you on your period and being in so much pain activates his breeding kink sfm...

"Come on Sweetheart, lemme fill you up. Gonna put my baby in your tummy, yeah? If i keep you full youll never have to deal with this again hm?"

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CONGRATULATIONS ON 1K!!! I’d love to make a request from Venus. I’d like smth basses off the song, ‘daddy issues’ - the neighbourhood, with rafe x rougtledge! Reader. Smth a lil angst 😊 hopefully this is okay! And congrats on 1K again 🫶

ahh thank you!! this one was so fun but also heartbreaking- i am very conflicted so thank you for submitting this :)

daddy issues (r.c)

pairing: rafe x routledge!reader

wc: 860

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"what are you thinking about?" you asked rafe, feet swinging over the edge of the dock.

"whatever you're thinking about." he replied, a slight smirk on his face as he leaned back on his palms, his ankle brushing against yours over the water.

you giggled, taking another hit from the joint pinched between your thumb and forefinger. "i doubt that."

"why?"

"you don't know what i'm thinking about, that's why." 

"then tell me, i'll probably forget anyway." rafe nudged your shoulder gently with his own.

"okay," you muse, nodding a little as you passed him the joint. "i'm thinking about my dad."

he nodded as he took it, willing you to continue.

"and my brother. he's not handling it well."

"isn't your uncle still staying with you?" 

you turned on the dock and looked back to your house. "do you see any lights on in there?" you asked rhetorically, gesturing for him to look for himself.

"where did he go?" rafe asked, furrowing his brow.

"he's working out of state, said i could handle things well enough on my own..." you sighed, chewing on your lip as your eyes suddenly welled up with tears you were fighting back. "but i haven't seen john b in days, he won't talk to me when he is home and i just-" you cut yourself off, taking a shaky breath.

"hey, hey- you're alright..." rafe was quick to reassure you, extinguishing the joint before reaching up to wipe a tear from your cheek with his thumb. "have i ever told you you're so pretty when you cry?"

you laughed a little at this, quickly wiping your face as well. "no, but that's creepy." you giggled, moving to lean your head on his shoulder anyway.

"you know, if you were my little girl," rafe said then, resting his head against yours as you looked out over the water. "i wouldn't have left you behind. i would run away and hide with you, or whatever your dad is up to now, i guess, but it would still be us."

"thanks." you sniffled, wiping your face on the bunched-up sleeve of your sweater. "but you're really not doing much to beat the creep allegations."

rafe laughed, squeezing your side. "you know i'm not. better than anyone."

“matching daddy issues.” you sing, laughing as he kissed your temple.

“that’s why we get each other.”

"no, no! don't touch me!" you shouted, shoving your boyfriend away as he tried to grab your arms. "did you know?"

"know? know what? what's going on?" rafe asked, brow furrowed. you look him over, he seems genuinely confused. but that can't be true.

"that ward killed my dad! did you know?" you clarify, and he straightened up, shaking his head.

"no... no, no... my dad didn't kill anyone." he insisted.

you scoffed, shaking your head with eyes red as tears fell down your cheeks. "john b told me everything. he told me- he told me ward tried to kill him out in the middle of nowhere, the same way he killed our dad. over what, some stupid gold that you would only spend on buying what? another vacation home?"

"my dad wouldn't do that, baby, john b must be lashing out, like you said he-"

"no!" you cut him off with a shout. "no. you don't know him like i do. don't act like you do."

rafe stood frozen, staring at you with worry as your chest heaved with anger. "y/n, i don't want to fight with you, lets just go talk to john b and we'll clear this up."

it surprised him when you laughed, full of bitterness as you shook your head. "no! no. you clearly aren't listening. goodbye, rafe. tell ward to lock the doors tonight." you say, storming off. you made it to your car before your anger turned to shaking sobs, and you left quickly to go resume your journey of trying to track down your little brother again after what happened.

rafe didn't cry that night, but that pain was nothing compared to the tears he's shed tonight. he never got the chance to make it right before you took the boat with john b and his sister out into the storm. he's sure you were driving it, and he's sure you made them both put on lifejackets. you wouldn't have let them go alone, and now, he lost both you and his sister in one night. he's lost everything.

"rafe. get it together." ward says, grabbing him by the shoulder. "be a man. we've got stuff to deal with tomorrow." at that, he releases his grip on his son and pats him, pacing up the stairs toward his office.

rafe rubs his red-rimmed eyes, biting his nails as he stares into the darkness surrounding him in the foyer. alone, with his daddy issues and what is left of yours now that you are gone.

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[andy-15-07]

Easter Joy

masterlist ! pairing Drew Starkey x reader

SUMMARY: Rafe and his wife, Y/n with their daughter celebrate Easter.

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The warm spring sun bathed the Cameron household in a golden glow as Rafe and Y/n prepared for their Easter celebration. Their daughter, Lily, bounced around the living room, her excitement palpable as she eagerly awaited the festivities to come.

"Mommy, Daddy, when are we gonna hunt for Easter eggs?" Lily asked, her eyes sparkling with anticipation as she tugged on Y/n's hand.

"Soon, sweetie," Y/n replied with a smile, ruffling Lily's hair affectionately. "We just need to finish getting everything ready first."

Rafe chuckled as he watched the exchange, his heart swelling with love for his wife and daughter. "Looks like someone's eager to get her hands on some chocolate," he remarked, his voice filled with amusement.

Lily grinned mischievously, her eyes lighting up at the mention of sweets. "You know it, Daddy," she said, flashing him a toothy grin.

As they finished their preparations, Rafe and Y/n ushered Lily outside to begin the Easter egg hunt. The backyard was adorned with colorful decorations, the air filled with the sweet scent of freshly cut grass and blooming flowers.

"Alright, Lily, are you ready to find some eggs?" Y/n asked, kneeling down to her daughter's level as they surveyed the garden.

Lily nodded enthusiastically, her eyes wide with excitement as she scanned the yard for hidden treasures. "I'm ready, Mommy!" she exclaimed, bouncing on the balls of her feet.

With a laugh, Rafe and Y/n watched as Lily darted off into the garden, her laughter echoing in the crisp spring air. They followed close behind, their hearts filled with joy as they watched their daughter's excitement.

As Lily searched high and low for Easter eggs, Rafe and Y/n took a moment to soak in the beauty of the day. The sun cast long shadows across the garden, the sound of birdsong filling the air as they basked in the warmth of each other's company.

"This is perfect," Y/n said, her voice soft with emotion as she leaned into Rafe's side. "I couldn't ask for a better way to celebrate Easter."

Rafe nodded in agreement, his heart swelling with love for his wife and daughter. "I couldn't agree more," he replied, pressing a kiss to Y/n's forehead.

As they watched Lily race around the garden, her laughter ringing out like music, Rafe and Y/n felt a sense of gratitude wash over them. In that moment, surrounded by love and laughter, they knew that they were truly blessed.

As the afternoon wore on, Rafe and Y/n gathered with Lily to enjoy a festive Easter brunch. The table was adorned with an array of delicious treats, from fluffy pancakes to savory quiches and, of course, plenty of chocolate eggs.

As they feasted on the delicious spread, Rafe and Y/n couldn't help but marvel at the joy and laughter that filled the room. They shared stories and laughter, their hearts full of gratitude for the love and happiness that surrounded them.

After brunch, Rafe and Y/n led Lily in an Easter egg decorating activity, their hands covered in colorful paint as they laughed and joked with each other. Lily's face lit up with excitement as she carefully decorated each egg, her creativity on full display as she proudly showed off her handiwork.

As the day drew to a close, Rafe and Y/n gathered with Lily to reflect on the true meaning of Easter. They shared stories of faith and hope, their hearts filled with gratitude for the blessings they had received.

As they basked in the warmth of each other's company, Rafe and Y/n knew that they were surrounded by love and joy. And as they watched the sun set on another beautiful Easter day, they felt a sense of peace wash over them, knowing that their bond was unbreakable and their love was everlasting.

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RAFE CAMERON AS YOUR FIANCE

➢ 𝑯𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑪𝑨𝑵𝑵𝑶𝑵𝑺 ♡

➢ 𝑾𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮𝑺 mdni 18+

➢ 𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ★ // 𝒋𝒐𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕

★ he buys you a new charm every year for the bracelet he gave you

★he loves to be the little spoon when he is upset

★he loves letting you wear his big sweaty shirts after work

★he gets furiated when you downplay getting spoiled

★you are not allowed to masturbate, that is strictly his work.

★he won’t quit fucking until you cummed and are ready for your aftercare.

★he gives you so much money for shopping you don’t know what to do with it half the time

★date nights are always classy unless you would rather stay at home and eat a pint of ben and jerry’s

★he gets really jealous when you’re around any other guys

★he loves all colors on you but especially the color blue.

★he gets very worried when you don’t pick up calls

★he would kill anyone to see you smile

★he sends you dad memes

★he loves to play with the straps of your dresses

★he memorized all your favorite starbucks orders

★he takes care of you when you feel unwell

★you have secret handshakes with each other

★you have matching rings

★he only calls you nicknames

★”my girl”, “pretty girl,” “my baby.”

★he has a tattoo of your name across his dick

★he takes you dancing at parties

★wheezie is crestfallen every time you come over

★he loves when you wear your pearl necklace

★he holds you in place with his strong arms

★he lets you wear his lucky boxers after good sex

★he gives you an enormous amount of forehead kisses

★he rests his chin on your head after a long day at work

★he is dominant over you

★he takes for lots of long night car drives

★he practices kissing your belly

★ward and rose treat you like family

★he buys you a lot of weighted blankets and chocolate on your period

★you’ve watched the same netflix series together a thousand times

★you take double shots on the daily

★he loves to let you sit in his lap when he is gaming.

★he takes extra special care of you when you’re sore from a hookup.

★he draws shapes on your shoulders when he feels clingy

★he hates when you cry

★he caresses your thighs

★he assures you the rock on your finger was nothing compared to how priceless you are.

★he loves to put his backward hats on you

★he holds your waist when he’s driving the boat

★you rip it up on jet skis with him every weekend

★he loves to make you food

★he beat someone to death and then shot them for you once, and you had to pay to get him out of jail

★….after that he gave you his credit card for two months.

★he always wraps his arm around you to let other boys know that you are his only.

★he lets you wear his shoes outside

★he loves you so much he gets angry with himself often that he's not good enough for you but he fills out all four love languages every day.

★he snorts when he laughs with you

★you share sunglasses and that makes you giggle when he puts yours on.

★he has swim trunks that have your face all over them

★he slaps your ass a lot

★swings your arm back and forth while holding your hand

★he strokes your hair while cuddling

★he runs you baths

★he smothers you in kisses all over your face

★his friends say he talks about you a lot

★he fingers you on days where your clit is sore

★he picks you up like a feather because he doesn’t want you to walk.

★he randomly venmo’s you.

★he hearts every text you send him

★he gives you hickeys and then buys you the most expensive makeup.

★he has a scar on his back in the shape of your initial

★he overthinks the hell out of himself when you forget to say “love you too.”

★he always buys you flowers and sweets

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