#❥ rafe cameron drabbles

[tinyluvs]

Rafe and reader arguing and she flashes him to end the argument and win it

i’ve won many an argument doing this so 🌝 *mdni!*

the door of the cameron house slams and you flinch, your eyes widening as you turn to the sound of the footsteps rapidly approaching. rafe barrels into the kitchen looking, for lack of a better word, mad

“oh boy” you mutter to yourself before slapping a sickly sweet smile on your face, “hi baby, how’re you?”

rafe raises an eyebrow at you. the breakfast bar counter separates the two of you, “don’t baby me right now” he snaps, crossing his arms over his chest

you know exactly what you did but just in case he’s mad over something else, you don’t admit to anything. “why?” you ask with a slight pout and a tilt of your head

your boyfriend rubs a hand over his face and sighs deeply, “so i was at the country club,” he starts and you hum, “heard some talk about things you’d said”

he knows. you mentally curse, rapidly trying to come up with something to get you out of trouble but nothing springs into action fast enough for you

“do you have any idea what trouble you’ll start if you start saying that shit?” rafe hisses at you, his hands planting onto the counter as he leans towards you

stupidly, you’d got a little drunk and gone on a rather long, rambling, tangent about how fucked the island system is. the way the pogue’s have no electricity or running water sometimes and the kook’s never have any issues

you frown, “but it’s true! kie was telling me ho-”

“i don’t care what kie said! i’m talking about you and what you said” rafe cuts you off, raising his voice over yours, “it’s the fucking country club, full of kooks” he points out

a sigh tumbles past your lips and your hand swipes through your hair, “so i can talk about it, just not at the country club?” you shoot back with an attitude

rafe stares at you, “just don’t talk about it at all for a while, okay?” he huffs, standing back up straight. even with the counter between you, he has to look down at you, his eyes burning into yours

“okay, god, i’m sorry” you roll your eyes but you realise that was a mistake when he growls, deep in his chest

he turns away from you, pacing up and down in the kitchen, “but you’re not sorry because you do this all the fucking time” he starts to ramble, “you’re my girlfriend, you live here with me an-”

you drown him out. watching him stop in front of the glass doors that lead out onto the patio. he rubs at his jaw as he continues to talk

“it’s not that deep, rafe” you mumble and drum your fingers off of the counter, “i won’t talk about it”

rafe doesn’t even acknowledge you talking, his rant continuing, his words louder than yours, “it makes my family look bad, my girlfriend going around talking about how we live and how it’s unfair to pogues, god!”

sighing deeply, you start to slide your fingers under the hem of your crop top, inching it up until you’re exposing your tits. your nipples perk up and you cross your arms underneath your boobs

still rafe doesn’t notice, “so stupid, this is how the island works, the kooks and the fucking pogues and it only works that way becau-”

“because what?”

he turns, finally. his words dying on his tongue as his eyes immediately draw to your chest. he licks over his bottom lip, watching your hand ghost over the swell of your tit and up to your neck

“because what, rafe?” you repeat yourself, challenging him even though you know you’ve won. his eyes darken and he moves around the breakfast bar, still leaving enough space between you

puffing his cheeks out, he admits defeat, “doesn’t matter” he grumbles. lust outweighs his annoyance for your argument ending tactics

you smirk, “didn’t think so,” you hum smugly. he closes the distance between you, hand sliding up your side until his thumb is brushing against your nipple

he bends and uses his free hand to pull your leg up, forcing you to jump, legs wrapping around his waist, “don’t do it again,” he mumbles against your neck, shifting you higher up his body so he can trail his lips down to your tit

“hmm, it’s quite fun winning the argument though” you snicker and push your tongue between your lips, titling your head back slightly.

his hand slaps against the your asscheek, his teeth grazing harshly against your nipple, causing you to cry out, something between a moan and a shout.

“don’t push it” he warns but you will, because the after argument sex always leaves you bruised and marked and so, so full and you’re too addicted to it

thanks for reading! remember to like! reblog! and comment! i’ll give you a kiss if you do, mwah ily !! send prompts to my ask box!

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[rafesmuse]

ghostface!rafe cameron hcs !! ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

moodboard . masterlist . warnings: smut 18+, murder, violence

ghostface!rafe cameron protecting you from the bloodlust killer that has been terrorising the town for weeks, telling you that he will be by your side no matter what, when he’s the killer.

“don’t be scared baby, you know i’ll take care of you, alright? i won’t ever let anything happen to my sweet girl”

ghostface!rafe cameron comforting you when one of your male friends dies, brutally slaughtered by the killer that he almost couldn’t be identified anymore, when he is the one that stabbed him with his knife repeatedly after he saw him flirting with you.

“i know baby, i know. come sit on my lap and let it all out”

ghostface!rafe cameron telling you to stay inside with him because it’s dangerous out there, but only so he can have you all to himself while he secretly kills at night when you sleep.

“it’s safer to be here with me, alright? it’s too dangerous out there for a pretty girl like you”

ghostface!rafe cameron admiring how your beautiful lingerie looks on your pretty body, before cutting it open with his knife and tossing it aside, promising that he will buy you ten new sets after you start whining.

“what’s wrong baby? you know i can buy you anything you want”

ghostface!rafe cameron fucking you with his mask on after telling you he randomly found it at a costume store even though it’s the mask he wears every time he kills a new victim.

“you like this baby? hmm? fuck, i knew you were a dirty little slut”

ghostface!rafe cameron distracting you from your fears, making you cum over and over again until you forget what you were so scared of.

“ssssh, just lie down and let me distract you sweet girl”

full fic based on this!

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[netegf]

OBX

fics + drabbles

uneasy lover ೃ⁀➷ rafe cameron x reader (drabble) when you and your secret boyfriend are held captive by carlos singh, he gets over-protective and scheming.

so we won't forget ೃ⁀➷ rafe cameron x reader (fic) you meet rafe cameron at a grief support group while he struggles with the loss of his father. he's trying to be a better man, and you can't help but love him for it.

hate it when you leave ೃ⁀➷ rafe cameron x reader (fic) you are trying to cope with the fact that you’re hopelessly in love with your best friend. he’s trying to cope with the fact that you don’t go after the things you want… including him.

AVATAR

series

violet chemistry ✧ ˚ · . ao'nung x reader you and ao'nung attempt to regain control in your lives by fake-dating. the irony is… this is fated.

fics + drabbles

warm ೃ⁀➷ ao'nung x reader (drabble) two moody lovers regulate their temperature <3

alive ೃ⁀➷ ao'nung x reader (fic) deep breath, it's confession time

love dart ೃ⁀➷ ao'nung x reader (drabble) valentine's special <3 a brooding ao'nung dresses your wound

inside ೃ⁀➷ ao'nung x reader (drabble) it's ao'nung's love language

the art of balance ೃ⁀➷ lo'ak x reader (fic) lo'ak learns to love the forest (and himself)

deviance ೃ⁀➷ neteyam x reader (drabble) they don't know they're playing each other

birthday ೃ⁀➷ao'nung x reader (drabble) growing up is hard

blurbs

recharge ・❥・neteyam x reader soft morning with nete; he can't let you go!

breathing exercise ・❥・neteyam x reader calming down an anxious nete while trapped in the lab

#writing #sorry i have some blog housekeeping to do 💀

[witchwyfe]

witchwyfe’s v-day party ♡♡♡♡♡

hi all! i am very late to posting this but im doing a small valentine’s celebration!

❥ rules: choose a prompt (or 2) from one of the lists below, and a character from the list of characters i write for, and send in a request! (please send me the actual quote/prompt rather than a number from a list). 

❥ accepting requests until: feb 11

❥ requests will be posted: throughout the month of february

- pls don’t ask when i will be posting, even if it takes a long time. i am very busy but want to do this for y’all so just be patient :)

❥ prompts:

1. valentine’s prompts

2. gentle love prompts

3. more valentine’s day prompts

4. places to kiss

(all prompts are from @scealaiscoite pls check out their account!)

❥ who i write for:

 (non-canon) rafe cameron

platonic kook friend group

topper thornton

steve harrington

bradley ‘rooster’ bradshaw

jake ‘hangman’ seresin

❥ posted drabbles:

sitting in silence for company + brb

places to kiss: forehead + jhs

patching them up + sh

places to kiss: hip + brb

places to kiss: knuckles + rc

pda + brb

unwind + rc

reassuring when anxious + brb

places to kiss: nose + sh

hugging them from behind + jhs

hanging out when no one has a date + kook friend group

teddy bear & forehead kisses + tt

dress up + sh

places to kiss: scalp + jhs

© witchwyfe 2023. absolutely no reposting, translating, or modifying, even with credit.

#mine #my work #witchwyfe writing #witchwyfe vday

[tinyluvs]

cockwarming rafe while watching a movie n hes just teasing u the entire time but wont move until the end of the movie 😩

omg omg *contains smut mdni!*

“please,” you whine, shifting your weight from side to side, only achieving one thing, his cock somehow slipping further into you, nudging the tip against your cervix almost painfully

rafe chuckles, his hands slipping to your waist to hold you still, “stay still, till the end of the movie” he huffs, bucking his hips up from the couch. you moan and hang your head, staring down at your thighs on top of his muscly ones

you’ve seen this movie before, racking your brain to try and figure out how long of it is left gets you nowhere though as his fingers ghost over your hip and down to your dripping wet pussy

he plays with your clit, jumping from rubbing gentle, slow circles over the aching and pressing almost too hard, your breath hitching every time he does

“rafe, god,” you shudder, clenching your thighs together quickly, your nails digging into his skin. he groans behind you, his hands inching down between your legs

“not quite god but the next best thing,” he smirks, you can’t see it but you can hear it. he leans forward, his bare chest pressing into your back, “now, sit fucking still,”

he forces your thighs open, circling his hands around them, his fingers digging in enough to bruise. he lifts you up before settling back against the couch, dropping you back down the length of his cock as he does

you pinch your eyes shut and bite your lip to stifle a moan. laying back against him, your head tilts back against his shoulder, your attention turning to the ceiling instead of the movie

rafe stops his teasing, for five minutes, then his fingers continue their assault. one hand tickling up the inside of your spread thigh, fingers circling around where you’re stretched around him and up through your folds and to your clit

his other hand settles on your rib, almost sweetly brushing his thumb against your stretched skin. your eyes water and your hips shake slightly, though you hope he doesn’t notice.

a slap lands on your thigh and you jerk, he noticed. “shit” you hiss under your breath and force yourself to relax against him. the sweet brushing over your rib stops when his thumb catches your nipple

against your will, your walls tighten around his cock, tears slip down your cheeks and you sniffle. “nearly over now,” rafe mumbles against your neck, his lips peppering kisses over your skin, “doing so good for me”

you nod slightly, your words failing as your brain turns to mush. his fingers continue to dance over your skin, you wonder how such a sweet action can feel so degrading, the tips of his fingers feeling like fire.

rafe’s cock starts to throb inside you, rubbing against your walls. he fidgets underneath you, his hips rolling, thighs clenching and his abs bumping your back. your cunt drips from the actions and you know the movie will be finishing soon

slowly, you lean forward, planting your hands on his thighs to grind your hips slowly back against him, fucking yourself down on him, “rafe, please” you whine once more

as you do, the room fades to black, your head snaps up to the tv in time to see the credits rolling and you both still. you swallow thickly and then rafe’s fingers are tangling into your hair, pulling harshly until your back arches

“s’fucking tight,” he groans behind you, louder than the music over the credits. he starts to fuck up into you harshly, letting out the past ninety minutes of teasing and anticipation on your poor cunt

thanks for reading! remember to like! reblog! and comment! i’ll give you a kiss if you do, mwah ily !! send prompts to my ask box!

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[tinyluvs]

rafe showing up to where ever you work to bug the absolute shit out of u

i love writing rafe like this omg he has my heart 🫶🏻

out of the corner of your eye you watch, in slow motion, a basket of tennis balls topple over, sending them bouncing all over your workspace behind the reception desk of the country club.

"fuck off," you mumble under your breath, forcing yourself out of your spinny chair. as you bend down to pick them up you hear the doors slide open, "i'll be with you in just a minute!" you chirp

a low whistle, that's all too familiar to you, follows, "take your time, the view i have is perfect" rafe hums. rolling your eyes, you realise he probably has a straight view up your tennis skirt

you stand up, arms full of neon green balls and smile at your boyfriend, “hi baby,” you dump the balls back into the basket and lean over the desk for a kiss

rafe kisses you quickly, lots of small, separate kisses that leave you both smiling against each others lips. leaning on the counter you stare up at your boyfriend, “what’re you doing here?” you ask

he shrugs, “got bored, wanted to see you, see what you do” he admits with a sheepish grin. nodding, you step back from the counter, sitting back down in your chair before rolling towards the computer

“okay, mr cameron, what can i help you with today?” you giggle, “we have a golf course, tennis courts, steam rooms, a spa?” you list off just a few of the options the country club has to offer

rafe moves around the desk, into your work space, “actually, just hanging out here is fine” he stands behind your chair, solid muscle bumping the back of your head as he does.

you tilt your head back to look up at him, “you’ll get me told off for being back here, rafe” you scold but there’s no heat behind it. his eyes follow the mouse around the computer screen as you turn to check who’s booked in, for what courses, for the rest of the day

scanning over familiar names you temporarily forget rafe is behind you, until he starts bouncing a tennis ball up the wall. you startle at the thump and turn in your chair, “rafe,” you hiss, reaching out to grab the ball before he can catch it

he raises an eyebrow at you, his eyes never leaving yours as he reaches into the basket to get another, promptly throwing it up the wall, “they can’t tell you off, i basically own this place” he smirks

“no, your family do, not you” you shoot back, grabbing the second ball from him. you snatch the basket off of the side and hide it under your desk, down by your feet, “behave”

you turn back to the desk as the doors slide open again, “hello, we have court seven booked” you nod and start to type, checking the timetable again

rafe takes your moment of distraction as his chance, he dips off into the office behind the reception almost immediately. he scoffs to himself at the opportunities in front of him.

he throws himself into the spinny chair, turning a few times for good measure before wheeling himself across the room to a table full of hats, swimming caps and goggles. in an instant he’s pulling open packets, snapping a cap onto his head, goggles neatly going over them as he snickers to himself

“having fun?” you ask, doing your absolute best to stifle a laugh. leaning in the doorway you watch as rafe turns to you slowly, “you look ridiculous”

offended, he gasps and snatches the cap off of his head, wincing when it snags on his hair. he wheels his way over you, only stopping when you’re stood between his legs, your hands find his shoulders

“are you kicking me out?” he asks seriously, blue eyes staring up at you. his hair hangs in his view so you gently push it back, scratching his head gently as you go

you pretend to think, watching a frown form across his face, “no you can stay for a while, i guess” you sigh dramatically, though you know he can see the small smile on your face.

giggling you walk backwards to your desk “plus, topper and kelce are booked in for golf soon, they can babysit you for a while”

“but i don’t want to play golf” rafe groans and wheels himself to the other end of the desk to where you are in your chair. his ring clangs off of the counter as he grips it, pushing off of it to spin himself around

shrugging, you lean down, grabbing a tennis ball from the hidden basket. he builds speed too fast, just a blur of your boyfriend in front of you. before you can stop yourself, you’re throwing the ball at him

mixing his speed with the way you lob the item at him, it hits his shoulder, pinging off across the reception, bouncing off of tables and chairs from the cafe, “oh fuck” you laugh, slapping your hand over your face

rafe slows to a stop, attempts to stand but fails, falling back down into the chair with a moan, “i feel sick” he grimaces

“buckle up, buttercup, i just spotted topper’s car pulling in”

thanks for reading! remember to like! reblog! and comment! i’ll give you a kiss if you do, mwah ily !! send prompts to my ask box!

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[rafesmuse]

the red means i love you — r.c.

pairing: dark!rafe cameron x dark!reader

warnings: 18+ smut, murder, vaginal sex, extreme violence, stabbing, blood, knifeplay (carving), bloodplay, possessive and obsessive behaviour (reader and rafe), fingering, hair pulling, slight spanking, toxic relationship, reader and rafe are both fucked in the head

word count: 5k

summary: in a relationship fueled by hidden obsession and jealousy, you and your boyfriend are more alike than you initially thought.

moodboard // m.list // blurbs m.list // taglist

You hummed along to the song blasting from your speakers, stretched out on your stomach while absentmindedly scrolling through TikTok, your long nails tapping against the screen. With your boyfriend away on their annual family vacation, you were left restless and bored. Since you started dating him a year ago, you've spent practically every moment together, causing your hobbies and personal interests to gradually fade, along with your sense of individuality. He was the centre of your world, everything in your life revolved around him— you were willing to go to any lengths for him, and you knew he would do the same for you. What you both didn’t know, was how far you would be willing to go for each other.

Yawning while watching the nth slime scoopability video on your TikTok for you page, a notification popped up on your phone— rafe_cameron posted a new picture! You instantly tapped on it, having notifications turned on for a reason only to find a photo of your boyfriend on a yacht, clad in nothing but his blue swimsuit. Fuck. His defined abs, the tight shorts showing his bulge through the fabric, his hair messy and slightly wet— you instantly felt an ache between your legs, prompting you to rub your thighs together.

Though it had only been a few days since you had last seen him, his absence weighed heavy and the picture didn’t help. You found yourself analysing every single detail of the picture, but your focus kept going back to his bulge as you could practically feel his cock filling you up so perfectly like he does every night again, except for tonight. You were desperately craving his touch, and just as you were about to reach your hand into your shorts to relieve the achy feeling, your mood was ruined when you checked the comment section.

oliviaprentiss4: looking good Cameron! 😍

Bang. You threw your phone aggressively at the wall while letting out a piercing scream as your breaths grew shallow and fast, anger coursing through your veins. Fucking bitch. Of course it’s Olivia, who goes after your man every chance she gets. Despite Rafe's constant assurances that she's just a friend and nothing more, as a girl yourself, you can't help but notice the subtle flirtations — the way she twirls her blonde locks while gazing up at him with fuck-me eyes whenever they talk. You're not stupid.

You fixed your gaze intently on the wall, attempting to collect your thoughts and calm your breathing as a plan dawned upon you. Swiftly grabbing the lip gloss from the bedside table next to you, you hastily reapplied it before gathering your phone from the ground and switching to the camera app. You raised your phone in the air, pushing your tits up and pulling your top down just a tad bit, leaving nearly nothing to the imagination as you snapped a few pictures while switching poses.

Brandon is gonna fucking love these, you thought to yourself while scrolling through your camera roll, referring to a fratboy you met at a party before you started dating Rafe. You hooked up with him once, seeing him as nothing more than just a one-night stand, but he became obsessed with you after that— replying to your Instagram stories daily and asking you to hang out at least once a week. You knew he would comment if you posted a few sexy pics, and you were right.

brandontheman: cute top, but im more interested in whats under it ;)

You bit your lip as an amused but sinister smile spread across your face, knowing it would infuriate Rafe. Clicking back on his profile to check the new picture once more, you noticed new comments had been added. Your smile abruptly vanished as you glanced at Rafe's comments section again, feeling the anger that had started to subside returning with force.

rafe_cameron: @ oliviaprentiss4 Thanks liv.

Liv. He fucking calls her Liv. Fucking asshole. You muttered curses under your breath, fists clenching as your breathing quickened and your jaw tightened again. He could've simply ignored her. Or deleted her comment. Or blocked her when you started complaining about the bitch four months ago. But no— the fucking idiot calls her Liv, for everyone to see, including you.

With hands trembling from sheer rage, you redirected your attention to your phone before switching profiles. rafe_cameron. Now, you wouldn't exactly label yourself as toxic for having his profile logged in on your phone. You're just, you know, keeping an eye on him, with the best intentions after all. Even though he was unaware that you peeked into his phone to get his password when he was showering. Hmm. Okay, maybe you were a little toxic, you can admit that much. But being toxic means being smart so you went to settings and disabled notifications, ensuring Rafe wouldn’t suspect a thing before tapping on his chat with Olivia.

As you scrolled through the chat, nothing new caught your eye, which didn't come as a surprise given that you checked his profile on a daily basis. It was the usual— Olivia showering him with compliments whenever he posted a picture of himself, and him graciously thanking her. You shook your head in disbelief, your jaw tensing with anger at his consistent responses to her. She was a big problem— a serious threat to your relationship, and you desperately needed to get rid of her. You took a deep breath, hoping your plan would succeed, before typing out a message.

rafe_cameron: hey liv.

oliviaprentiss4: hey rafey!

Rafey. Oh, this bitch really wants to die.

rafe_cameron: my girlfriend is out of town tonight. wanna come over?

oliviaprentiss4: sounds good! I’ll be there at 9!! 🤍

Not a girl’s girl, huh? You scoffed at how easily she agreed to a man cheating on his girlfriend, yet a small smile tugged at your lips as it seemed that your plan was starting to take work. Now you just had to figure out how to get inside Tannyhill, but let’s be real— breaking in is the easiest part of it all.

The moon hung low in the sky, casting eerie shadows across the Cameron’s estate except for a few lights that you hastily switched on when you arrived five minutes before nine. It was quiet; the only sounds in the eerie mansion were the ticking of a clock and a few birds chirping outside.

You were impatiently sitting on the couch, waiting for Olivia, with your knee bouncing up and down— not from nerves though, but rather, excitement. A wicked grin spread across your face as you heard the doorknob turn, followed by cautious footsteps on the wooden floor. Olivia gasped audibly when she spotted you, her face flushing bright red as she stumbled over her words, too stunned to articulate a coherent sentence.

“I- Sorry, Rafe said- I mean. I thought you wouldn’t-“ “You thought what, exactly? That you could fuck my boyfriend without me knowing? God, you really are such a stupid, fucking bitch.”

Your words hit her hard, causing her to freeze in place as she fiddled with her fingers nervously. She realized she fucked up bad when she caught the insane, psychotic glare in your narrowed eyes, which was filled with unmistakable hatred directed at her. It sent shivers down her spine— she came to the stark realization that you were more than simply a jealous girlfriend; she was fearing for her life.

You rose from the couch and marched towards her, causing her to take steps back in panic, her eyes widening in terror. But you were quicker, consumed by rage. She cried out in agony as you seized a handful of her blonde hair, and violently hauled her towards the ground until she smashed into the floor with a loud thud.

“Tsk, so many men, and still, you had to choose mine. Dumbest decision you could make, Liv. And you’re gonna fucking regret it.” You hissed as you straddled her. She slowly opened her eyes, feeling disoriented from her head hitting the floor as she confusedly gazed up at you. It was over for her. You knew it, she knew it. The poor girl gulped when you took a knife out of your back pocket— the pocket knife that Rafe bought you to defend yourself from men. Oh, if only he knew. Thank you baby, best present ever.

“Here’s what I’m gonna do. I will use this cute little knife to stab you, okay? Not just once though, no, there’s no fun in that.” Now, this was the moment where she broke down in tears, pleading for you to let her go. You revelled in the sense of power, devoid of any trace of empathy, as you observed the girl's panicked state with streaks of mascara running down her face. What the fuck did she expect? It’s the consequences of her own actions.

You gripped her face tightly, sharp nails pressing into her skin as you forced her to meet your gaze, her eyes wide with fear and brimming with tears as they met yours. She was frozen in place, paralyzed by an overwhelming sense of dread. “Hey, hey, just shut up for a moment and let me do my thing, okay? This is my moment and I can’t have you fucking it up. I’ve been looking forward to this.”

You paused and slowly closed your eyes, savouring the momentary bliss until Olivia interrupted you, prompting an irritated exhale and forcing your eyes to reopen. “Let me go, please! I wasn’t even gonna do anything with him! I promise!” she attempted and pleaded for one last time, despite knowing deep down that it wouldn't change anything. Your hatred was too strong, as evidenced by your eyes— the psychotic look on your face caused goosebumps to form all over her body.

“You think…” you started, breath quickening in growing anger as your jaw tensed, shaking your head and snickering in disbelief, “…you can fucking LIE TO ME?” you screamed before raising the knife in the air, not wasting any more time as she only fuelled your rage further, followed by bringing it back down, right into her chest next to her silver necklace with the letter ‘O’ attached to it. She let out a piercing scream out of agony before you quickly pulled the knife out, blood spurting in every direction possible just like in slasher movies, making you forget for a moment that this was real life. You were so caught up in the moment— it felt therapeutic in a way to finally release all of your pent-up rage.

“Don’t” stab. “touch” stab. “my” stab. “man, Liv.” stab, stab, stab.

Your heart raced as you witnessed the life drain from her ocean-blue eyes, a rush of power and exhilaration consuming you as you smiled down at her with a manic glint in your eyes. You experienced a strange sense of peace along with a wave of relief washing over you. Problem solved.

Standing up again, you had to steady yourself as you felt slightly lightheaded with adrenaline rushing through your body. You wiped the remaining blood from your face with your shirt before hearing a faint scream coming from upstairs, making you gasp as your heart beat out of your chest. What the fuck? You were convinced that no one was home, the entire Cameron family on their yearly vacation far, far away.

The screams came to an abrupt halt followed by a loud thud before hearing a person grunt, as if they were struggling while carrying something heavy. Fuck fuck fuck. This was when you started to panic. Whoever it was coming down the stairs right now was about to witness you fully covered in blood with a fucking dead body lying next to you on the floor. It was over.

“Shit man… why’s it never the skinny, short guys she fuckin’ falls for?” you heard a familiar voice complain, making you blink your eyes a few times as you saw your boyfriend descend the stairs while dragging a lifeless body behind him. “…Rafe?” you uttered, making him snap his head to the side, startled by your sweet-laced voice calling out his name.

First, his gaze fell on you, locking his blue eyes with yours, both widening in shock while staring at each other. Oh, he really fucked up, he thought, until he noticed the corpse next to you with the knife in your right hand, fresh blood dripping from it onto the floor. He then turned to face the body he was dragging down the stairs, blinking several times as he attempted to process the bizarre situation.

“Oh shit. We’re like that one Spiderman meme, babe.” you chuckled, cocking your head to the side as you watched the body comically fall down each step with a thud, leaving a trail of fresh blood behind. Rafe looked at you in astonishment, before his face quickly turned into one of absolute fury with nostrils flaring and his eyes narrowing. You knew that look on your boyfriend’s face— he was about to freak the fuck out. “ooohh my god, oh my god… what— what the FUCK are you doing?!”

Your face instantly dropped as you scoffed at the hypocrisy, “What the fuck am I doing? What the fuck are YOU doing?” you hurriedly marched towards him, casually stepping over the girl’s lifeless body with the bloody knife still in your right hand. With your faces merely inches away, you stared into his enraged, narrowed blue eyes before turning your attention to the body resting against the stairs. Brandon. The poor boy has been beaten to death with what you assume Rafe’s baseball bat, which has been sitting in the corner of his room untouched for quite some time, always leaving you wondering why he still had that thing. Well, that question was answered now. Brandon’s face was nearly unrecognisable, it was not a nice sight. He was covered in blood from head to toe, and it was clear Rafe used Brandon’s body to get all his aggression out.  

Your attention was then drawn to the once-white carpet he was standing on, which was now ruined and completely covered in blood. “Oh, and real smart, Rafe. Letting a body bleed all over your fucking carpet. What are you gonna tell your family, huh?” You snorted, taking in the mess that Rafe had made all over the house.

“That’s… that’s what you’re fuckin’ worried about here!? Just… I—  I don’t know, say you were on your period or some shit, jesus.” he rolled his eyes and shook his head, obviously not thinking about the fucking carpet right now as his mind raced with a thousand thoughts while squinting his eyes, still trying to figure out who the body was on the other end of the room.

“Is that— is that Oliv-“ “ON MY PERIOD, RAFE?! I’D BE FUCKING DEAD ALREADY IF THAT’S HOW MUCH I BLEED EACH MONTH, YOU FUCKING IDIOT!”

Rafe briefly closed his eyes and rubbed his temples, attempting to block out your exasperating voice but failing miserably as it was the only thing he could hear at that moment. His breathing accelerated and his eyes narrowed as his frustration reached its boiling point, his vision blurred with a red haze of anger before punching a hole in the wall, the impact echoing throughout the room, sending shockwaves of sound outward. “FUCK! Why do you— why you always gotta fuck things up for us, huh? Can’t you just be a normal fucking girlfriend for once? Jesus fucking christ.”

A normal girlfriend? Your heart shattered into a thousand pieces at his words. Each syllable fell like a knife to the heart, leaving you more vulnerable and hurt. In that moment, you realized with a sense of sorrow that no matter how much you loved him, it would never be enough. Tears from sheer rage and heartache began to well up in your eyes as your grip on the knife tightened. You felt so misunderstood— why couldn’t he just see that no girl could ever love him the way you do? That everything you do is for him?

“I— I did this for you, Rafe, for us. Can’t you fucking see that? She was gonna— fuck—  she was gonna ruin what we have!” you spoke in a trembling but urgent voice, swaying the knife in front of his face as blood splattered all over the walls, fat tears rolling down your cheeks. “I’d do anything for you, you hear me? ANYTHING! Nothing is ever gonna get between us, Rafe. And no one— no one will ever love you more than I do.” His eyes were eerily still, devoid of any trace of humanity, as he stood frozen, listening to your ramblings. It only fuelled your rage more, as you so desperately tried to get it through his head that you did it for him, with the best intentions, but Rafe gave no reaction.

“I just—  I just don’t get it… How the FUCK is this my-“ you continued with tears streaming down your face but gasped when you were abruptly interrupted by Rafe grabbing your face, leaving a red blood imprint on your cheek before pushing you against the cold wall followed by his lips meeting yours in a fervent urgency. His body was pressed against yours with his hand gripping the back of your head, pushing you deeper into him to intensify the kiss as your tongues danced together. At that moment, all your surroundings melted away as you were lost in the overwhelming need for each other.

Because oddly, it turned him on— your insanity turned him on. It stirred a sensation of warmth, a tingling feeling, and a deep sense of gratitude within him. Knowing someone loved him to the point of being willing to do anything for him, even if that meant killing— that was all Rafe needed in his lonely existence, longing for someone to love him with the same intensity he felt for them. Rafe Cameron just needed to be loved.

“You’re— you’re… fuckin’ perfect.” Rafe whispered, his voice laced with an unfamiliar sweetness as his blue eyes intensely gazed into yours. Perfect? You blinked a few times as you shook your head, unable to process the sudden change in demeanour. “W-what?” you stared at him before he cupped your face with both hands, a look of solace and devotion on his blood-stained face. “Listen to me, yeah? ‘m never gonna let you go, I fuckin’ promise that. I’d do anything for you— anything, you hear me? Gonna take good fuckin’ care of my girl, a’ight?”

A relieved smile graced your lips, a chuckle escaping as you found comfort before you leaned in to kiss him once more, the embrace deeper and more intense than before, filled with longing and desire. He pushed you towards the couch, making you stumble backwards while feeling more aroused with each step you took. It was a bizarre scene— both of you covered in fresh blood, hungrily touching every part of each other’s bodies, with two corpses on the floor next to you, still bleeding all over. But that wasn’t any of your concern at that moment. All you cared about was how his skilled hands moved over your skin, making you crave him even more.

Rafe, on the other hand, felt he still had something to prove— as if murdering a man wasn’t enough. He needed you to know how good he could make you feel. He needed you to understand that no man on this planet could treat you better than him. You could see it in his lustful eyes as he pushed you back on the couch, followed by him crawling on top of you and attacking your still blood-covered neck with hungry kisses. The ticklish feeling of Rafe’s mouth made you giggle as the metallic tang of blood flooded his senses, coating his tongue with an iron bitterness that lingered long. He didn’t know whose blood it even was, maybe both of theirs together mixed with yours, by the way he was so aggressively biting and sucking on your skin.

“Mine. All fuckin’ mine. Got it?” he snarled as he withdrew and grasped your face tightly, forcing you to look him into his intense eyes. You agreed with a nod, flashing a naughty smile as you gazed up at him coyly through your lashes. “Yeah, that’s what I thought. Don’t wanna go around killin’ the entire neighbourhood.” He growled, before trailing his lips to your earlobe, gently sucking on it as his expensive cologne filled your nostrils. “But I will if I have to.” His voice raspy as he spoke, making you become wetter with each passing second.

“Hm, i don’t doubt that.” You remarked before a moan escaped your lips caused by Rafe’s hand groping your tits under your shirt, massaging them over the laced bra that he bought for you. “But know that I would kill the entire female population of the Outer Banks.” He couldn't help but let out an amused chuckle, still wrapping his head around just how insane his girlfriend truly was. “You’re so fucked in the head, shit.“ he whispered, pulling your bra down and toying with your nipples, making you bite your lip, “Just how I like it.”

Rafe then grabbed the knife from where you had dropped it next to the couch, skilfully twirling it a few times. You observed him with a rush of anticipation, uncertain of his intentions. He slid the knife beneath your top, eliciting a gasp as he swiftly sliced through the fabric, ruining your clothes, before repeating the action with your shorts.

“Rafe, what the fuck!” You hissed in annoyance as he destroyed your clothes. “Those were my favourites! Oh, don’t you fucking dare do the same with my underwear” It was evident he wasn't taking you seriously, the smug smile on his face only grew bigger before he slipped the knife under your bra and cut it open as well in one swift motion.

“Don’t be fuckin’ stupid. You know I can buy you anything you want, yeah?” Your lace underwear was next, leaving you inwardly agitated as he cut the fabric and flung it across the room. Seeing your dejected expression, he released an exasperated sigh. “Stop with the whining. I’ll take you shopping tomorrow, a’ight?”

He seized you by the hips and quickly turned you around, pressing your face into the cushion before you could comprehend what was happening as in an instant, you found yourself face down with your ass up, angled towards him. “Fuckin’ soaked already, huh?” He suddenly grabbed a handful of your hair and raised your head, then stuck his blood-covered fingers into your mouth. You swirled your tongue around his digits with a mixture of blood and drool running down your chin while feeling his clothed boner press against your bare ass. “Yeah— that’s right baby. Lick my fingers clean like a good fuckin’ girl.” You could feel yourself dripping down your inner thighs before Rafe scooped it up with his now clean fingers and slipped them into you from behind, making you let out a hitched breath at the sudden sensation as you moaned his name.

It didn’t take long for his digits to find your g-spot as he skilfully rubbed against it, bringing you closer and closer to the edge. Your pornographic moans combined with the wet sounds of his fingers pumping in and out of you made it difficult for him to control himself any longer, so he abruptly pulled out, causing you to whine at the sudden loss of contact. “You bitch! I was so fucking close!” Rafe’s hand reeled back before you felt a stinging pain on your ass, making you jolt forward on the couch. “Watch that fuckin’ mouth if you wanna cum.”

You heard the unbuckling of a belt behind you followed by feeling Rafe’s erection teasing your folds, dragging the tip up and down as his precum mixed with your wetness. Growing increasingly impatient, you tried to push yourself back onto his cock, to no avail as he held your hips firmly. “Aww, poor girl wants it bad, huh?” his voice laced with faux sympathy. “Then beg for it.”

“Rafe just fucking do-“ your words were quickly interrupted by him grasping your hair and leaning down to your eye level. “I said fuckin’ beg for it.”

“Fuck. Please, okay! I need to feel you! Just, please, fuck me” Rafe pushed himself into you in one quick thrust, swallowed by your warmth as he watched his cock disappear into your body. He gave you no time to adjust as he stretched you out completely, causing a brief sensation of pain that was quickly replaced by pleasure. He let out a sigh at the feeling, one hand on your lower back and the other on your hip as he quickly set a brutal pace— deep, erratic thrusts hitting your sweet spots so perfectly. Your nails scraped against the leather of the couch, nearly tearing it apart as you pushed yourself back onto Rafe’s cock, making him grunt at the sight. He massaged your inner walls so perfectly, making you moan his name loudly over and over again.

Rafe suddenly stopped in his tracks, cautioning, “Stay still or this will hurt, like bad, a’ight?”, causing you to furrow your brows in confusion before hearing him reach for the knife once again from next to him, sending a gulp down your throat. You tensed, anticipating the sensation, well aware of what was about to happen, just as you felt the sharp edge of the blade against your delicate skin while he was still balls deep inside of you. “So fuckin’ pretty all covered in blood, shit.” You could feel the letters he was etching into your skin— R.C., his initials. Once he was done, he tossed the knife on the floor before quickly pulling out, causing you to whine at the sudden empty feeling as he leaned down, licking up your blood that was dripping from the fresh wounds, mingling with Olivia's still-stained blood on your skin. “Forever mine.”

Rafe slapped your ass once again, causing you to cry out from the stinging pain of his hand making contact with the fresh carvings on your skin. “Now, where were we?” He slipped into you again as he mercilessly continued his thrusts, strangled noises leaving your mouth at the sudden feeling. He noticed your moans were muffled by the pillow so he grabbed a handful of your hair and tugged it firmly, pulling you back to meet his thrusts.

“Shit, look at ya now. Not so tough anymore, huh?” Rafe groaned as he pounded into you, his brutal thrusts making your eyes roll to the back of your head as your vision started to blur. “Shut— up.” You muttered in between his thrusts, your mind all fuzzy as his tip repeatedly hit your cervix. You clenched around him when he kept hitting that one spot inside you, the pleasure building as you could feel his cock twitching inside you.

You arched your back with your eyes fluttering shut as felt your orgasm approaching. “I’m— I’m so fucking close, oh my god” You moaned out with your mouth agape, nails digging deep into the skin of his arm that was wrapped around your body as the sensation became too much for you.

“Come f’me, doll. Gonna fill you up so fuckin’ good” Rafe’s hand snaked around your body to rub fast circles on your sensitive clit, making you moan loudly as your orgasm abruptly struck you, causing you to clench hard around his cock with buckling knees. All your muscles tensed as you saw stars, a wave of pleasure fully overtaking you with Rafe still pounding into you, chasing his own orgasm. He came not too long after you, slow and drawn-out curses spilling from his lips with his head thrown back as you could feel the familiar pool of warmth fill you up to the brim, completely emptying himself inside of you as his orgasm hit him.

He rode out his high before he carefully pulled out as your chest rose and fell in a frantic rhythm, each breath a struggle to fill your lungs with air while trying to regain your breath. “My pretty, pretty girl.” Rafe praised, staring at your cum-dripping cunt with a grin on his face.

As you opened your eyes, the harsh reality crashed over you like a wave, sending a shiver down your spine at the sight of the lifeless bodies lying across the floor. Panic laced your voice as you turned to face Rafe, desperation evident in your words. "Rafe? What the fuck are we going to do with the bodies?"

His response was surprisingly calm, his tone carrying an unsettling assurance. "Don't worry ‘bout that. I'll take care of it, a’ight?"

The eerie composure in his voice sent a chill down your spine, hinting at a familiarity with murdering that made your stomach churn. "What? How— how do you know how to clean up bodies?"

A sinister smirk crept onto his handsome features, causing you to furrow your brows in confusion and disbelief before his blue eyes stared deep into yours, holding you in their gaze with an intensity that made your heart skip a beat. “Princess, what do you think happened to poor Jake last month? And Dylan before that?”

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[rafesmuse]

ignoring ghostface!rafe cameron’s calls just to piss him off so he can take his anger out on you.

“tsk, such a dumb girl. not answering my calls, hm? gonna make sure you regret that”

you slowly lose your vision— the pain of his hand wrapped around your hair, pulling it aggressively combined with the pleasure of his thrusts deep inside of you, repeatedly hitting your g-spot is becoming too much for you to handle.

“what’s that? you can’t take it anymore? not my problem”

you feel desperate. desperate to release the tension in your body. you look at him with pleading eyes, the only features of his face visible being his blue eyes, the rest covered by the black and white mask.

“my perfect little fuckdoll. you wanna cum? then beg for it”

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[rafesmuse]

aribaby, can we get a guided masturbation with rafe blurb please? i can stop thinking about it 😵‍💫

GUIDED MASTURBATION WITH RAFE CAMERON

pairing: rafe cameron x fem!reader

warnings: smut 18+, guided masturbation, dirty talk

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“Look at me while you touch yourself” Rafe strictly ordered while sitting on a chair across from where you were sprawled on the bed, fully naked with your delicate fingers teasing your cunt. You were dripping at this point, your wetness seeping onto the expensive linen bed sheets— Rafe’s bed sheets.

You glanced up at him right away with big innocent eyes while your fingers alternated between softly massaging your clit and fingering your wet cunt. Your eyes shifted from his intense blue eyes to his lower body. It didn’t matter how convincing his poker face seemed— the boner in the tight pants of his black suit said everything else.

“Already hard from just watching, Cameron?” you teased with a naughty smirk on your face as you continued fingering yourself while moaning out Rafe’s name. He bit the inside of his cheek as he slightly frowned. “Shut up or I won’t let you cum, alright?” Rafe growled, his arms folded as he eyed you intensively.

“Yes sir” you taunted, making him roll his eyes at you. “Add another finger and go faster” he instructed and you did as he said by adding a third finger to your dripping cunt. It slipped inside with ease, given how wet you were. Your fingers increased their speed and your eyelids slowly closed with your mouth agape, moaning his name over and over again, causing him to groan.

“Fuck, feels so good Rafe” you could feel yourself nearing your release as your fingers continued to press against your g-spot. “I know baby, I know. Doing so good for me.” His eyes did not leave you once as he bit his lip in concentration, trying his hardest not to cum in his pants from the sight in front of him. You looked like a goddess to him in this moment— the light perfectly accentuating your beautiful features and your sweet voice moaning his name.

“Make yourself cum for me” Rafe said, and that was all it needed to push you over the edge as your orgasm washed over you. You began shaking when you felt liquid escape your body before realizing you were squirting, the orgasm feeling more intense than ever.

“Holy shit” Rafe growled, licking his lips as his eyes darkened, “such a dirty fucking slut, hm?” He watched you come down from your high, your chest heaving as he stood up and slowly made his way towards you. You carefully opened your eyes, squinting against the light of the room as you saw Rafe standing in front of you, unbuckling the belt of his pants.

“Ready for another orgasm, sweet girl?”

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[rafesmuse]

Can you do one where we Ride Rafes thigh in his truck?

RIDING RAFE’S THIGH IN HIS TRUCK

pairing: rafe cameron x fem!reader

warnings: smut 18+, thigh riding, degradation and praise

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“Such a fucking slut” Rafe growled, pulling up your skirt as you chased your high by grinding on his thigh. A wet patch had already formed on his pants and your panties were soaked, your thighs covered in your wetness. Rafe sat back in the backseat of his truck as he held you on his lap, taking in your beauty while his strong hands rested on your hips, strictly guiding your movements.

“Couldn’t wait to get home, hm? So needy” You tried to. You tried to wait until you both got home. But Rafe kept teasing you by placing his hand on your thigh throughout the entire ride and inching his way up to your underwear. You were soaking at that point— your wetness dripping down onto the passenger’s seat so you begged him to help you out. “Not my problem” was all he said while he shrugged, his eyes not leaving the road. After much begging, you eventually got him to park his truck on the side of the road, and riding his thigh was the most he let you do.

“Rafe…” you whined, as his firm hold on your hips restrained you from moving quickly enough to finish. “What’s that? My baby’s still not satisfied?” he taunted, looking at you with a smirk on his face as he cocked his head to the side. You shook your head and pouted, knowing it made it harder for him to resist. One hand swiftly grabbed the back of your neck while his head moved closer to yours, whispering in your ear, “Then fucking beg for it.” His deep, low voice sent shivers down your spine, arousing you even more.

“Please… please let me cum Rafe. I need to” he chuckled, eyeing you up and down. “Need to? So fucking pathetic. Go on, make yourself cum” You exhaled in relief as you watched him move his hands behind his head, enjoying the scene in front of him. “But I won’t help you, alright?” you nodded as you closed your eyes, focusing on your movements.

You felt your high approaching as you increased your pace, your hands firmly grasping Rafe’s shoulders. His mouth moved to your neck, covering it in hickeys while he still kept his hands off of you. “You know anyone could see you if they just walked by, hm?“ Your mouth opened slightly as you moaned in response, unable to form coherent sentences. “You know what, I hope they will, so everyone can see how fucking desperate my girl is" A chuckle escaped his mouth as he continued peppering your neck with sloppy kisses. “Give them a show, baby”

“F-fuck, Rafe!” you moaned out when Rafe suddenly flexed his thigh. A few more movements and your orgasm washed over you, causing you to see stars. Your body began to shake as you held onto Rafe for support, riding yourself through your orgasm. “There you go. Good girl” Rafe praised as you breathed heavily, coming down from your high. “I can’t wait to fuck you when we get home”

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[rafesmuse]

ghostface!rafe cameron being possessive as fuck. not hesitant to kill anyone who looks at you for too long— it’s what they deserve. only to come back home to you and fuck you while wearing his blood-covered mask until you aren’t able to walk anymore. until you understand that you belong to him and him only. he doesn’t care about your pleads and whines when he overstimulates you. he demands at least three orgasms from you, so you know no other man can make you feel as good as he can. “god, you’re so fucking pathetic, begging like this.” he chuckles with his hand around your throat while you’re begging for him to stop. your whines are only egging him on as his fingers increase their speed inside of you, tears streaming down your face. “I’m not gonna stop until you understand that you’re mine, alright?”

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