#rafe x reader <3

[cyber333angel]

waking up needy for rafe..

it was around 2 am, where you laid in your plush bed next your boyfriend rafe as you stirred in your sleep. rolling back and forth in the bed you awoke, feeling a wetness in between your legs. to quench this feeling you slivered your hands down to your cunt, sliding a finger into your folds.

you circled the small bud hoping to cum but you just couldn’t hit the right spots so you decided to wake up the man beside you. “rafey..wake up!” you whisper in his ear but he doesnt wake up so you try again. “rafe!” you watch as the brunettes eyes blink awake slowly, groaning from being disturbed from his slumber. “what-what is it kid? what happened?” he questions rubbing at his eyes and you paw at his chest. “m’sticky I need help..!” whining at him, rafe takes a deep breath. “you really woke me up for that? don’t piss me off baby please just go back to bed..” he mumbles quietly while rolling over to go to sleep and you whimper at the harsh tone. “no m’being serious rafey!” you crawl closer to him and straddle his waist, attempting to charm him into helping you release. rafe opens his eyes to face you, staring at your pouty lips in the sliver of moonlight shining through the window. “im tired alright? if you really need me so bad then do it yourself.” you twist your head at the suggestion, a little confused at what he wants you to do, rafe grabs your ass and manhandles you into a position where your cunt is facing him. watching as your boyfriend takes his hand an hooks your panties to the side, exposing your heat. rafe rolls up his t-shirt uncovering his abs and pulls you to sit your clit directly on top of him. “this is what you wanted right? what are so shy for, go on sweetheart.”

..you whine as you grind your hips back and forth in his abs, sensitive bud sliding in your slick. “mm daddy feels so’good!” as your head faces the ceiling going as fast as you can to achieve your climax, you don’t see rafe observing you. your hands pawing at his chest for balance and his hand on your ass holding it gently. “that’s it good girl.. make a mess on me.” rafes hand slithers up to your satin night dress, pulling it up to expose your breast and the way they bounce as you ride him. “fuck..” he mumbles under his breath, squeezing and pinching at your nipples. “think m’gonna cum rafey..” you cry, slowing down your pace but almost at an orgasm. “yeah? cum on daddy baby c’mon..” he tells you and a few more rubbings on your clit and you cum, quivering over your boyfriend. you lay on him for a few moments, catching your breath from the intensity, hearing rafe praise you. “good job sweet girl..let’s go to sleep now yeah?

#obx smut #rafe x reader <3 #rafe cameron #rafe x black reader #outer banks #rafe outer banks #obx x reader #rafe smut #rafe blurb

[erwinsvow]

knocked up too young and wearing a glittery diamond ring on your left hand, you had settled nicely into the role of mrs. cameron. it wasn’t tough, not a hard position to play in the slightest—rafe, or rather your husband—made everything nice and easy for you.

it seemed like it was his biggest desire come true, making sure you and his little girl were taken care of. he liked it actually, more than he admitted, knowing the two of you were fast asleep in bed when he left for work in the morning, doing nothing but relaxing throughout the day.

in fact, he had decided the second you had tearfully confessed that you were pregnant that this was the sort of life you were meant for, the kind of life he was going to give you. you were so scared, he can remember it like it was yesterday—your watery eyes and wet cheeks, the way your hands shook when you pulled out the test to show him.

“i-i-i’m so sorry, i, i thought the pills were enough, everyone says it’s enough-” you were stammering and crying your way into exhausation, something he definitely didn’t like. 

“s’okay, kid. nothin’ to cry about.” he was formulating his plan already, being proactive in all matters, thinking ahead to marriage licenses and car seats while you stared down at the positive stick in your palm.

“you’re.. you’re not mad, rafe?” the way you look at him, the world stops spinning. why would he be mad?

“hey, s’done,” he says, hands on your shoulders to steady you, bringing you to the edge of the bed to take a seat. he takes the pregnancy test from your hands, looking down at it himself. “it already happened. can’t take it back. no point in cryin’ over it.” 

when you look up with even more tears in your eyes, he’s half convinced he’s said the wrong thing—but it doesn’t faze him, he keeps going.

“hey, hey. what, you thought i wouldn’t take care of you? this is my kid too.”

“i know, i just, i thought you wouldn’t be okay.. with it. having it.” that’s the first and only time he got stern with you through this whole pregnancy.

“hey, don’t talk like that. this is our baby. there’s no question ‘bout havin’ it.” you nod up at him, tears drying as you steady yourself, regain a little composure knowing rafe’s not mad about this little accident. “y’okay now?” you nod again. “good, call your parents. tell ‘em we’re getting married soon.” 

“wh-rafe!” 

but, like how most things were with rafe, he called the shots and you listened. the two of you got married shortly after, before you were even showing. anyone who even attempted to comment on the hastiness of everything shut up the second rafe stared at them.

you’d be a liar to say you didn’t like it, a fool if you didn’t appreciate how rafe was to you.

he stepped up in every way, better than you could have even tried to put together in your imagination. a place was purchased and had slowly started to become home, with a crib that rafe assembled by himself—though it had taken hours and ended up with the instruction papers all crumbled up in a corner—and baby proofed cabinets and sockets. you laugh watching rafe try to install the baby gate on the staircase.

“you know that’s for when they start crawling, right?” you giggle, a hand on your very pregnant belly.

“shut up. m’being proactive. gonna have no time once she actually gets here and we’re runnin’ around changing diapers and makin’ formula and shit.” 

you’re only a touch surprised with how well-versed he is with all the baby stuff, though you appreciate it more and more since you’re still a little confused and overwhelmed. he makes it all easy, from the pregnancy cravings he runs around to find for you to the pretty pink walls in the nursery. he even satisfies all your other cravings, like around month six when there was nothing you wanted more than rafe's dick in every position you could think of.

when his daughter actually comes into the world, the two of you are a mess of emotions and thoughts, but there’s only one rafe really cares about. when can he give you another one?

it doesn’t take long for him to start trying again—trying to convince you that the two of you can handle two, that little kids need siblings their age. the baby’s only six months old but he’s convinced it’ll be better to have them all young at the same time rather than waiting—at least that’s the line he feeds you.

“no, rafe, they’re gonna be like irish twins. it’s so embarassing,” you say next to him in bed, staring up at your husband. 

“what’s that?”

“when you have two babies that aren’t even a year apart.”

“oh. that’s a thing? good, at least there’s a name for it. i’ll get you a book on it, since that’s what we’re doin’.”

and try as you might, even you can’t resist rafe for long, not when he’s taking such good care of you and just wants to give you another baby with his blue eyes and your pretty hair. you end up in the same position that got you into this whole situation—your knees folded to your chest and eyes rolling back while rafe slams into you. 

“don’t worry, baby,” he breathes into your ear, low and quiet since the baby’s sleeping in the other room. “i’ll get y’knocked up again. won’t have to think about a thing in this world except my kids.”

it’s a shame you get pregnant so quickly—rafe was so fun when his only thought revolved around fucking you full of his cum. 

“well, s’not gonna be irish twins. too far apart,” rafe says, looking at the photos from the doctor’s appointment.

“no, it’s just regular twins.” you don’t think you’ve ever seen rafe so happy.

#lol <3 this has been in the drafts for SO LONG #rafe cameron #rafe cameron x reader #what should we call her #wifey reader

[rafeslittleangel]

Soft dom boyfriend Rafe who would have you on his lap, short skirt flared out and face towards him, while gambling with his friends at a party. At some point, he would carefully and slowly unzip his pants, pushing your soaked panties to one corner and shoving his cock in you as you bite his shoulder, trying to silence your moan. Your skirt covers the place where your bodies join, but his friends know exactly what's happening in front of them and chuckle, used to this freaky behaviour from you and Rafe. You would squirm, trying to move but he would still you on his cock, hands on your covered ass.

"Stay still for me sweetheart, daddy's tryna play ain't he?"

He'd whisper while dealing the cards. Fat tears roll down your cheeks, tortured pussy clenching around his long cock like a vice as he refused to let you move. He would smirk as he wins the round, looking at your tear streaked face and red glossy lips.

"My little good luck charm, aren't ya angel?"

His friends would look at you hungrily as you give up on trying to conceal your moans and whimpers, knot in your stomach threatening to unravel, even though you'd hardly moved, cockwarming your boyfriend like the obedient slut you are. Eyes rolling in the back of your head as Rafe kisses your throat, massaging your covered tits.

"Come on princess, cum for me won't you? Give daddy's friends a show huh?"

You can't hold on any longer as you cum all over his cock, Rafe lifting the back of your skirt as his friends catch a glance of your slippery wet core. Rafe winks, excusing himself as he carries you, still inside your sensitive cunt as he takes you to a more secluded place.

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[rafecameroninterlude]

⋆˚✿˖° 𐙚 ₊ ⊹ ♡

cowboy!rafe and farmer’s daughter!reader who are completely smitten by each other when he’s first introduced as the new help by reader’s father. cowboy!rafe who parades around without a shirt, knowing she’s probably lurking nearby. farmer’s daughter!reader who brings rafe snacks throughout the day as an excuse to talk to him so her father doesn’t suspect anything. cowboy!rafe who picks flowers and leaves them in random spots where he knows reader hangs out at. “i got your sunflower today.” she’d walk past him. “did you get the daisies too?” rafe couldn’t help the smile from forming on his lips when she’d turn around and they’d be tucked in her hair. cowboy!rafe and farmer’s daughter!reader who exchange looks across the dinner table while reader’s dad rambled on about various topics.

farmer’s daughter!reader sneaking out to the back house where rafe stayed at in nothing but a short nightgown while rafe told her all the crazy stories from when he was on the road looking for work. “i can’t believe you fought three guys at once!” she’d be perched over the nightstand, “you’re a very strong man..” it took all of rafe’s willpower not to take her right there, since he was a true gentleman after all. cowboy!rafe who ties bows on reader’s boots per her request, even though he already taught her how to do it herself. farmer’s daughter!reader who offers her help, which he was always quick to turn down. “just sit and look pretty for me, yeah?” he’d smirk when he saw her cheeks turn red. cowboy!rafe and farmer’s daughter!reader who started going on rides in the evening time to watch the sun go down.

cowboy!rafe who’d let reader initiate all their heated makeout sessions since he wanted to make sure she was ready first. “my dad is out of town for the next few days..” reader tried to sound as casual as she could, but really her her heart was doing backflips at the prospect of being utterly alone with the cowboy. “yeah, he told me about that.” she watched as rafe wiped the sweat from his forehead. “yeah..” he laughed at her not-so-subtle way of throwing a hint. “we’ll talk about it.” rafe pecked her cheek. of course later that night she found herself underneath him, his hands pinning her thighs down as he pounded into her. “fuck, i can’t believe we waited this long to do this.”

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[saturnstringz]

drew starkeys arms

please let me have one bite!

#nom! #i just wanna drool on his large arms #rafe cameron #drew starkey #arf arf #arm appreciation post <3 #rafe cameron x reader #rafe cameron smut

[hapinesbuterfiy]

omg babe i hope there will be more sorority!reader and fratboy!rafe. i love them!!

i love them i have so many ideas prepare to be sick of me😭

currently thinking about being drunk in love with frat!rafe <3 ...

your obnoxiously bulky frat sneakers thump as you stumble up the stairs, clinging to rafe as you make your way up to his bedroom. your giggles are muffled by the blaring music from the ongoing party in his frat house.

you and rafe were completely wasted. you spent the night by his side, engaging in far to many games of cup pong with him and his frat brothers and dancing to the music being blasted by the severely underpaid dj.

your already vibrant personality was heightened from the amount of alcohol you consumed while he was relaxed, fun. once you reach his bedroom, you both collapse onto his bed, slinging your arms around each other as you drunkenly giggle.

"you know— you know m' gonna wife you up one day yeah? real shit baby real shit. white dress n' everythin' get you a nice big rock to while m' at it." he slurs his words as he begins to sloppily trail kisses down your neck.

"mhm. wanna have lots of babies and make you cookies all day. oooh can we get a puppy too? wow i'm so wife material." you continue to laugh at your own words, letting out the most heinous cackle as you drop your head onto his shoulder.

and just like that, you're both out cold, enveloped into each other embrace dreaming about a conversation that you probably won't remember once you wake up<3

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[rafesgoldrings]

rafe and y/n (gf, whatever u want to be to him) in the car and she js randomly starts being super affectionate and clingy wanting to touch all over him while he’s driving and she eventually gives him road head….but like any other fic where they pull over… she keeps having him drive so she can watch him fall apart while he drives and then she js goes back to innocent passenger princesses

“Baby, what’s gotten into you?” he didn’t mind it, you were just usually one to wait until you got home before doing anything. ‘It’s called safe driving Rafe, stop thinking with your dick for a second” you’d always tell him, but now you were the one rubbing all over his thighs, kissing his neck, whispering dirty things in his ear. “Just want you is all, let me make you feel good baby” your hands moved to undo his pants, pulling his cock out and sinking your mouth down on him “Fuck” he hissed out, the feeling of his cock hitting the back of your throat taking him by surprise. He’d take one hand and tangle it in your hair, gripping it tightly with each bob of your head. When it started to get too hard to focus, he began to pull over to the side of the road. You pulled away from his cock, mouth releasing him with a loud ‘pop, lips swollen and drool coating your chin. “If you pull over, i’ll stop. Keep driving” an innocent smile on your face as you stayed eye level with his cock and gazed up at him, fingers teasingly circling the tip. He’d keep driving, trying his best to stay focused on the road as your mouth continued working it’s sinful magic around him. You’d start moaning around him, knowing how much he liked hearing you. It always made him come way harder if he knew you were enjoying getting him off just as much as he was. His knuckles would occasionally tighten around the steering wheel, knuckles white and veins bulging. His load unexpectedly shooting down your throat after a few more movements of your head, he fought incredibly hard to not screw his eyes shut, take both hands off the wheel and force your head to stay all the way down until he allowed you to come up for air. He was breathing rapidly, sweat beads slowly rolling down his face, abs tightening as shot his load down your throat and coated it. The pornographic sounds of you taking his cock in your throat and his groans filling the cars silence, you’d keep sucking until there was nothing left, milking him dry of every drop like the selfish slut you were. Then you’d pull away, put his cock back in his pants, sit up in the passenger seat. Pulling down the vanity mirror that Rafe just installed, equipped with LEDS, you reapplied your lipgloss. Once you were finished, you’d push the mirror back up, grab your soft white blanket from the backseat that was kept for you and you alone, before reclining the seat at the exact angle you always had it. You grabbed Rafe’s hand and placed it in your thigh before connecting your phone to the cars bluetooth and playing your car playlist “Oh! Baby can you pleaseeeee get me starbucks? Pretty please with a cherry on top?” your glossy lips in a innocent pout like you didn’t just swallow his seed seconds ago, like you hadn’t just sucked him off and forced him to keep driving. But you were his spoiled girl, he couldn’t tell you no even if he wanted to, so he drove you to starbucks and got your favorite order. The whole ride home consisted of your music, his hand rubbing your inner thigh, and planning his revenge

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[mrsstarkey1]

initial - rafe cameron

not because he owns me, but cause he really knows me

summary: blurb inspired by the song call it what you want by taylor swift. requested by @rafeslovergirl

word count: 0.7k

warnings: none

“My baby’s fit like a daydream..” you sing not-so-quietly to yourself as you move around the kitchen, grabbing ingredients for yours and Rafes breakfast.

Rafes eyes stay glued on you as you sing and subtly dance around the kitchen. It doesn’t go unnoticed by him that you’ve been singing the same song for nearly an hour, but he's far too infatuated by you to ever consider asking you to stop.

He gets up from his stool by the island swiftly, moving around the table to stand behind you. Wrapping his arms around you loosely, he presses a kiss to your neck, just above the fabric of his t-shirt you were wearing. You lean back into him with a giggle, continuing to hum the same tune as you crack an egg over the skillet.

"What's that song you've been singing all day?" Rafe finally gives in and asks you, mumbling the question into your skin. 

You smile a little, tilting your head up to look at him. "Call it what you want by Taylor Swift, it's been stuck in my head for days. Are you asking because you like it?" you ask with a smirk, fully knowing Rafe's music taste is definitely not Taylor Swift.

Rafe gives you a look, "not particularly. I was just wondering what song I've been listening to you sing all morning," he said with a small smile, leaning forward to press a kiss to your lips.

You smile into the kiss, only breaking free when the eggs start to make a sizzling sound. "You should listen to the song though, it's really good," you add in a somewhat joking tone, as you move the eggs onto two plates.

Rafe simply hums in response. He tightens his arms around you for a moment before stepping back and moving to one of the cabinets to grab some salt and pepper, helping you with breakfast. 

As you eat together at the kitchen table and make plans for the day, Rafe makes a mental note to listen to ‘call it what you want’, later. 

—

The next day, you're tangled together with Rafe in his bed watching TV- well, kind of watching TV. 

“I have something to give you,” Rafe mumbles against your lips, pressing one last lazy kiss to your face before pulling himself off the bed.

You groan a little at the sudden loss of contact, leaning back against your pillow with a sigh. “What’s the occasion?” you ask, curiosity evident in your voice.

"No occasion," he says, smiling a little to himself as he pulls a small velvet box out of a bag in the corner of his room.

You sit up against the headboard, legs crossed and anxiously awaiting this mystery gift. You watch him intently as he smiles widely until he reaches the bed, sitting down so his body is facing toward you. He holds out the box for you to take, an excited glimmer in his eyes. 

You examine the black velvet box for a second, the Cartier label not going unnoticed by you. “This is so expensive, Rafe. Did I forget an anniversary or something?” you ask with a slight laugh, grabbing your phone to check the date. 

Rafe smiles and shakes his head, grabbing the phone from you. “No, no anniversary. Just wanted to do something nice for my girl. Open it,” he pleads impatiently, placing the box in your hands. 

“Okay, okay,” you say with a chuckle, undoing the ribbon around the box. When you open the lid, your eyes immediately shoot up to meet Rafes. “You didn’t…” 

“Do you like it?” he asks softly, wide smile playing on his lips as he sees the answer in your expression. 

You nod intently, too distracted by the shiny gold to form any words. You pull the necklace out of the box, holding it up in the light. You trace your thumb over the gold ‘R’ hanging on the chain with a beaming smile. 

Gaze moving back to his face, your suspicion is confirmed. He listened to the song.

“Because you own me?” you ask with a knowing smile. 

He grins and shakes his head, “nope, because I really know you.”

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[cyber333angel]

rafe being your older brothers best friend hmm..

you had known rafe for a very long time, you and your brother growing up with him since childhood. mostly the two of them bullying you and being up to no good, however, as you got older you developed a crush on him. thinking little things he does are cute and the way he matured to be a little kinder to you made you feel good. rafe thought the same thing of course, you prancing around the house in your little skirts and tight shirts whenever he came over. seeing boys fawn over you made him a little agitated even though you weren’t his, at least not yet. but on one particular night, the three of you were sitting together on the couch watching a movie, your brother being the first to fall asleep. your already comfortable with rafe so you move closer to him expecting to have a conversation. “rafe the movie is kinda boring..do you wanna play something with me?” he uses your innocence as an advantage and ignores your genuine question, “yeah sure I’ll play with you kid. ”

..you end up on his lap, large cock buried in your soaking cunt thrusting in and out promptly. his hand covering your mouth to prevent your brother on the other side of the room from hearing your squeals. your back sticking to his chest, making you bounce up and down with your eyes half lidded. “mmmph f-feels so g-good rafey! think m’gonna c-cum soon..!” you hiccup and stutter out, “yeah im making this sweet pussy feel good?” pounding into you harder , his pelvis and your ass slap together echoing in the room while the movie still plays. he mumbles almost at his climax, “keep fucking taking this dick..just like that princess, shit.” he plunges his last thrust up into you, making sure to engulf his cock into your folds and release his sperm into you. “mmm r-rafe s’too deep! please oh g-god!” you moan and rafe grabs your throat squeezing it gently but harsh enough to shut you up. “quiet the fuck down, you want me to stop huh? you want everyone to hear you acting like a fucking slut?” letting go of your throat, his grip is loose enough for you to talk and apologize. shaking your head no to his first question, “no no m’sorry! please don’t stop, just feel so full rafey..!”

“mhm s’alright sweet girl I’ll get you right..” he takes his hand and places it on your clit, rubbing your sensitive bud in circles furiously. “you gonna cum for me? gonna be a good girl hm?” he says as you cream around his length. twitching he leans his head into your ear, “your not gonna tell your brother about this right sweetheart?” too fucked out to think you nod your head, “y-yes rafey m’not gonna say anything..”

“oh good girl.”

#rafe x reader <3 #obx smut #rafe cameron #rafe x black reader #outer banks #rafe outer banks #idkk if I like this it was a bit rushed 🤥

[erwinsvow]

rafe topper and kelce being protective of you at a party !!

"wan' some?" the boy next to you offers you the little mirror with white lines, his eyes big and bloodshot. you don't recognize him, you just took a seat on the nearest surface since your feet hurt from dancing.

"i've never done it. what's it like?" you cock your head, interested in the answer. rafe is particularly strict about coke—you're not allowed anywhere near the stuff. it's a stupid double standard since topper and kelce get high with him all the time, and you're stuck driving their asses home.

you glance around, making sure the boys aren't nearby. you aren't really a troublemaker but you've always been able to hold your own with them. especially rafe, since the two of you rarely agree on anything—where to go for lunch, what music to play in the car, which kind of beer to buy.

coke is the one thing he's stern about, and you don't really like testing him about it either, since he's so much more pleasant when you listen. you like to tease him but he thought you were smart enough not to mess with the only rule he'd given you.

"once you start you won't be able to stop," the boy replies, passing the plate onto your lap. the whole thing feels a little grimy, the way he's touching your legs, how high he looks.

"yeah, i think i'm gonna pass.” you try to slide it back, when he grabs your wrist.

"no, try some."

"no, i'm good-" you try to get up, the mirror clanging to the ground, white powder hitting the floor.

"you bitch-" you turn and try to get away, trying to get your wrist free of his grip, when he holds on tighter.

"what the fuck is this?" you hear the boom of kelce's voice, coming over and pushing the boy aside.

"are you deaf, man? she said no, don't keep fucking asking, you creep-" you hear topper defend you.

oddly enough, you hadn't expected it. the boys are nice, and they're your best friends, but you thought you were almost just another one of the boys, didn't think they'd care enough like this.

"you okay?" kelce asks, while the boy scrambles on the floor. your eyes are wet, you're not sure when you started crying. "rafe, over here."

"no, don't tell him-"

"don't tell me what?" rafe asks, taking in the boy darting away, the broken glass and spilled drugs on the floor. he picks up your red marked wrist. "hey, hey."

you turn to face rafe, tears spilling down your cheeks. you feel even more embarrassed infront of him.

"you okay?" he asks, leaning in close. you nod, trying to speak but it comes out in a wrangled sob. "hey, s'okay, you're fine now." he brings you into a hug, and you cry softly against his chest for a few minutes.

you think you're incredibly thankful for your friends.

rafe thinks he's never letting you out of his eye sight again at a party.

#adore you for asking this #best prompt in the universe <3 #rafe cameron #rafe cameron x reader #kook trio reader

[nottsangel]

https://www.tumblr.com/rafesmuse/743661178308427776/rafe-cameron-the-type-of-boyfriend-to-keep-your?source=share

this!!! but you’re Sarah’s best friend. Rafe being a dick constantly finds a way to flash your nudes in front of her. One day she asks when you got that tattoo because she’s never seen it before. You think no one but rafe should be able to see that tattoo, when the realisation hits you turn bright red and you definitely shout at him about it later that night but he’s too busy trying to undress you to listen

link!

omg pls he’s such a fucking dickhead sdjdkdkd like that man does not give a fuck! he’d be with sarah in the house when he ‘accidentally’ drops his wallet with your nudes inside of it and acts like he doesn’t notice so she picks it up for him. “rafe you dropped your wa- what the fuck is this?” “oh whoops, im just so clumsy, aren’t i?” he’d reply sarcastically with a smug smile on his face as he snatches the wallet from sarah’s hand.

“i didn’t know you had a tattoo” sarah would later bluntly say when you’re hanging out together, completely catching you off guard. “what? i- i mean, i do, but how do you kn-“ your eyes instantly widen when the realisation eventually hits.

so later that night, you storm into rafe’s room, shouting, while he just lazily sits on his bed, scrolling on his phone. “RAFE CAMERON, I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD. why the FUCK did sarah see those pictures?!” “jesus, relax baby, it was just an accident, a’ight?” he snaps back as you now sit next to him on the bed, still glaring at him with an infuriated expression. “rafe! those are meant for your eyes only!” he’s too busy now attentively pulling the traps of your top down, not even paying attention to what you’re saying anymore. “yeah yeah, i’ll be more careful next time, got it. now, c’mere and let me make it up to you.”

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[enchantedlov3r]

🎀Rich Baby Daddy Rafe Cameron & his kids🎀 MOODBOARD!!!!!!

lil fic peek<33

you were so nervous when you found out you were having a kid. so skeptical on how rafe would react and how he would feel about you and him having a kid, but when you told him a few weeks later, he fell in love. When you then started showing and then went into labour, it was a emotional rollercoaster and the first time you've seen rafe cry. "Oh rafey, don't *sniffle* don't cry baby." you comfort, trying your best not to cry either. He looks at you and then back at your daughter. The little being that you you pushed into this world. He was so proud of you. And then a year later when you guys had your son, it was eve better. With the support and help from both of your families, it was just joyus. You guys bought your first house(a mansion, cuz yk rafe wanted to go all out.) you both were so excited and enjoyed the rest of your days with you children and each other, making lovely memories with each day that passed.

🎀- @ribbonprincess

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🎀- @princessbrunette

for u guys<33

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[winterrrnight]

rafe loves to hear you talk and talk about things you are so passionate about… <3 a rafe x reader blurb <3 cw: reader is chatty and rambl-y and is insecure about it, in this scenario reader is extremely passionate about japanese legends, lovesick rafe + casually dominant rafe, intentional lower case <3 just something for me to post after a small break as I work on other projects <3 for @zyafics who is one of the biggest reasons I am feeling motivated to write again <3

“oh here’s another one I read about yesterday!” you say excitedly as rafe squeezes your intertwined hands, smiling at you.

“mhm go on,” he smiles as you both continue to walk on the sidewalk, the full moon shining bright down at the two of you.

“this one is about the red thread of fate, this thread connects two soulmates,” you smile at him. he looks at you with his eyebrows slightly raised.

“connects two soulmates?” he echoes, and you nod.

“yeah,” you say. “it’s said there is a man who lives on the moon who comes to earth to show people their futures and who they’ll end up with. he does that with the help of the red thread of fate. he ties this invisible red thread between the two people who are meant to be together. this thread can tangle over the huge distance between the two people, it can stretch, but it will never ever break, and it will always tighten to bring those two people together.

“it also talks about the existence of a red pencil which can trace this invisible red thread, and this pencil gets shorter with its usage.

“oh and, this thread is always tied between the pinkies of the two people. that is because it was discovered a long time ago that our heart is connected to our pinky finger by an artery, which is now called the ‘ulnar artery’. this artery carries oxygenated blood from our heart to our pinky. so, in a way, our heart is directly linked to our pinkies via this artery, so when we make a pinky promise, we are basically connecting our hearts while making the promise. and that is why the invisible red thread of fate is also connecting our pinkies, because it is basically connecting the hearts of the soulmates, and–”

you take a look to your left at rafe, who’s looking down at the sidewalk as you both walk. you got so absorbed in talking you don’t even know if he is still listening or if he has tuned you out. honestly, who can blame him? since you keep on talking too much, anyone would quickly tune you out.

“oh god i’m doing it again aren’t i?” you say nervously as you stop in your tracks on the sidewalk, causing rafe to stop too. he eyes you with furrowed brows and creases on his forehead.

the actual truth is, rafe was thinking about tying a red thread to your pinkies when you both get home, his mind racing on where he can actually find some red thread in his house.

“doing what?” rafe asks softly.

“the, the ramble thing, where i just talk and talk till my mouth falls off,” you sigh, looking down. “I do that way too much, i don’t even know if you want to hear it or not but I just start speaking with no seeming end to my talk whatsoever, and you have to force yourself to listen to it because you got stuck being my boyfriend. and then i just keep on talking without thinking, it’s like my mouth has a mind of its own, I really should start to think–”

you are immediately cut off with rafe’s lips on yours, your eyes widening as you try to adjust to what is happening. rafe’s free hand comes to rest on your cheek to pull you even closer into the kiss, and your eyes flutter shut, letting you get lost in the feeling of him.

rafe gently pulls apart from the kiss, his eyes barely open as he gazes down at you.

“listen to me…” he says softly. “you don’t talk too much. I love hearing you talk. I love the cute expressions you make when you talk about things you are passionate about. I love how much knowledge you have about them and how you want to share it with me. I love the shine in your eyes when you start to talk, and the shine is even brighter under the moonlight. never ever apologize for talking too much because I won’t hear it, and you’ll only end up getting kissed by me each time. you get it?”

you look up in rafe’s eyes with a stunned expression. for the first ever time, you are at a loss of words, and all you can do is nod.

he smiles softly at you, as his thumb caresses your cheek. “words, baby, you hear me?” he says softly.

“yeah…” you let out. “I hear you,”

“good,” he mumbles. “never apologize again, okay?”

“okay,” you whisper.

he presses a soft kiss to your forehead and tugs on your hand gently, both of you now walking again. “come on, continue what you were saying,” he says, urging you to continue about the legend you were talking about.

you nod as you clear your throat before resuming to tell him more, this time not allowing even a single thought to let you stop as the stream of words spills from your lips, and rafe only listens in awe, loving hearing what it is you have to tell him.

#hi hi here's a new blurb :) #hope you all like!! <3 #rafe cameron #rafe cameron x reader #rafe cameron x you #rafe cameron outer banks #rafe cameron imagine #rafe cameron fanfic #rafe cameron fanfiction #rafe cameron fic #rafe cameron fluff #rafe cameron oneshot #rafe cameron x y/n #rafe cameron blurb #rafe cameron concept #rafe cameron prompt #rafe cameron drabble #written by edith! 🪄

[simpforboys]

daddy’s money

rafe cameron x fem!pogue!reader

summary: rafe overhears someone being rude to you at your job. it doesn’t end well for either of you, but rafe tries to make up for it.

warnings: arguing, violence (a punch is thrown), protective!rafe, sugar daddy!rafe (?!??), fluff, reader can speak spanish (but race or anything isn't described), not proof read

these are based on my personal experiences (love working retail), just minus the punching

the ring of the bell made your ears perk up as you folded clothes.

you began working at amor, a popular clothing shop for kooks of all ages about a year ago. why they hired you, a pogue, was beyond you, but nonetheless you appreciated it.

especially since your manager, kat, loved you, as she came from rags and rising to riches.

you loved your job, being able to wear casual dresses and clothes, as half the store was beachy clothes and the other half was fancier.

“is that y/n l/n?”

you turned your head to see rafe cameron, kook prince. you hadn’t seen him in awhile, his hair now buzzed as he walked with the same prideful look.

you grinned, putting the shirt you were folding onto the table before hugging the tall man.

you and rafe had a thing, as one day he came into the shop you two immediately hit it off.

“did you find everything okay?” you asked, trying not to stare at the attractive man in front of you.

you scanned the shorts and polo shirts he was buying, noticing him smiling down at you. his hair was pushed back with a baseball cap on his head.

“i did now,” he said slyly.

“oh yeah?” you grinned, taking the security tags off the clothes. a heat rose to your cheeks as you bagged his items.

“didn’t realize they had pretty girls working here, y/n.” the man read your name tag.

“i wouldn't say that..." you trailed off, not knowing the man's name.

"rafe, rafe cameron." a cameron, huh? it had shocked you, really. the camerons were all over the news and basically ran figure eight.

"your total is going to be $259.73." you couldn't help but peek as he pulled out his wallet, his gold card practically dissing you as he put it in the pinpad.

you handed him his receipt, feeling electricity as you two accidentally brushed hands. he smiled down at you, grabbing his bag.

"i'll see you around, y/n."

"have a good day, rafe."

you watched as he exited the building, but quickly turned around after he paused. you furrowed your brows as he walked back up to the register.

"can i take you out?"

the rest of the story turned around, but you still kept in touch with rafe until he was on the ship with his father. he never texted or called you back after that.

"thanks for answering me." you said sarcastically, trying to hide your beaming smile. even though you hadn't heard from him, you still missed talking and being around him.

"sorry, mama. things got tough."

rafe's eyes wandered your body. from the way your hair was styled, your shorts that displayed your pretty legs, cropped tank top that showed some cleavage with a hawaiian shirt over it to make it seem a bit more modest, although failing to do so.

"i bet, being a cameron isn't so easy, huh?" you teased, continuing to fold the shirts you had previously ditched.

rafe didn't get to respond before kat came over, cutting off your conversation. "y/n, hay un cliente (there is a customer)."

kat was a very strong person. her family had come from mexico in search of a new life, and kat had quickly picked up the pace as she was able to open up amor. the store allowed her family to move from the cut to figure eight. she was around 5'6, brown hair that looked black in some lighting, with a mole next to her top lip that just added to herself, in a weird way.

"lo veo (i see him)." working at amor, you quickly picked up on spanish (unless you already speak it). kat eyed rafe, before nodding at him and heading back to the fitting room.

"did you find everything okay?" you questioned the man. he was around 40, dressed in a collared shirt with jeans to match. he had a rolex on his wrist, displaying his wealth.

rafe had moved to look at some of the mannequins, staying close by.

the man didn't respond, scrolling on his phone. you pursed your lips together, biting back your tongue as you continued to scan his items. his body language seemed defensive as he stood away from you.

"i like your-"

unfortunately, working customer service you had some rude customers from time to time, especially being a pogue in kook territory.

"just zip it pogue and bag my clothes. and don't try anything suspicious, either."

you were taken aback by his comment.

"don't talk to her like that." rafe had appeared next to the register, his nostrils flaring as his normal blue eyes turned dark. his pupils were blown wide as he stared at the man like he was going to kill him.

"and who are you?" the man scoffed.

"she's just doing her job, dickhead."

"if she was just doing her job, she wouldn't be tryna talk to me. now, who are you? do you even work here?" the man eyed rafe angrily, trying to appear more dominate but ultimately failed. rafe was taller and seemed to be much stronger.

"rafe-" you tried.

"rafe cameron, is that right?" the man suddenly smirked, sizing rafe up.

"i should've known. all camerons are dicks, especially your father."

you saw how rafe clenched his fist, the veins in his hand looking like they were on the verge of exploding.

"but i never expected a cameron to be protecting a pogue, or less a whore."

you gasped as rafe's knuckles made contact with the man's cheek, a cracking sound that could be heard around the store.

"rafe!" you shouted as he shook his hand, trying to not beat the man to unconsciousness.

rafe saw red as he grabbed the man by his collar, dragging him out of the store. "never fucking come back, got that?"

the man, now with a bruised cheek that appeared to have a broken bone, quickly walked off. rafe spit on the floor, walking back into the store.

kat had come running over, the noise causing her to be alerted.

"y/n, what the hell was that?" she asked, her voice thick with an accent as she was fuming.

"he was being-"

"we have a no violence policy. i told you to stay away from that cabrón (asshole)." kat swore.

"kat-" the woman wasn't letting you finish.

"you know i love you, kid. but that was unacceptable."

your lip trembled as your heart sank. you knew what her next words were going to be.

"you're fired, and i want rafe out of the store permanently."

rafe watched the scene, opening his mouth to speak but quickly stopped himself. a tear ran down your cheek as you wiped it away.

"who needs this stupid job away," you mumbled. you grabbed rafe's bicep, guiding him out of the store.

once outside, you let go of him and slightly pushed him backwards. rafe stared at you in shock, his knuckles throbbing in pain.

"what was that for?"

"you got me fired, asshole!"

"you just let dickheads speak to you like that?" rafe asked, an appalled tone in his voice as his mouth slightly hung open.

"yes! i need money, i don't care what gross rich men say."

the north carolina heat radiated off of you two, seagulls squawking as they flew above.

"y/n-" he went to grab your hands but you pulled away.

"i don't have daddy's money to support me, rafe. you just cost me my entire income and home."

your words were harsh as you stared directly into his eyes, a flame ignited in you that he lit.

"listen, okay. i can take care of you."

rafe was trying to remain calm, not wanting to scare you away from him if he raised his voice too much.

"oh, yeah? how?"

"c'mon." rafe took you down to where barry was sitting in rafe's car. the man got out as he saw you and rafe approach, the tension thick.

"long time, y/n." barry nodded his head at you, which you pursed your lips in response and watched as rafe popped the trunk.

inside were cases as rafe opened one, shiny gold beaming off the sun to peek at you. your stomach dropped, looking between rafe and barry who had huge smirks on their faces.

"how did you-"

rafe carefully handed you a piece of gold, watching as you inspected it.

"each one is worth at least 20 grand. we're set for life with these, baby."

you let out a surprised laugh, any feel of anger going away from the sight of all the cases filled with your new riches.

"no bullshit, right?"

"100 percent real, honey. rafe melted it down himself."

rafe gave barry a death glare from the nickname he called you.

"how- where- you know what, never mind. i don't care. you guys are fucking loaded."

"we're loaded, y/n." rafe put his arm around you, bringing you into a side hug as you smelt his dior sauvage cologne.

you grinned, feeling rafe press a kiss to your temple as you hugged him tightly. you ran your hand up and down his muscular back as his hand went down to your lower back.

"so.... are you my sugar daddies?" you joked. barry laughed as rafe rolled his eyes.

"c'mon, country club. we got clients to see."

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[lavender-mommy]

rafe fucks you so stupid hard that all you can get out is a little “uh huh” when he asks you something. strong arms pin down your hips while he pounds into you from behind. thick cock sliding in and out of your squelching pussy. the room is filled with the sound of the bed squeaking and his deep groans. "that feel good, baby?" he asks. your toes curl and eyes squeeze shut when he hits that spot. "uh huh," you reply, baby hairs sticking to your sweaty forehead. rafe always takes care of his pretty girl <3

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[hapinesbuterfiy]

i want more frat boy rafe n sorority readerrrr😓😓 like imagine rafe being all jealous n allat

. ୭ 🪩✧˚. 🍺

"why the fuck is josh from ksig liking your story? he's lucky i don't punch his teeth in." he spits through gritted teeth, clearly annoyed after seeing you receive the instagram notification.

"i don't even follow him back it's not a big deal." you place your delicately manicured hand on his heart and stand on your tippy toes as you inch closer to him. "besides, i'm all yours." you whisper seductively into his ear, wrapping your arms around his neck.

he chuckles to himself, placing a firm grip on the plush of your ass. "all mine, alright?"

"all yours."

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