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rafe cameron

rafe was up for anything that had to do with racing, winning, and gaining money, especially against pogues even though you were one. rafe ended up signing up for the race on the beach a few months ago, him and topper had been practicing and even racing each other to become more prepared to win even though there was not a single doubt in your mind that they wouldn't.

soon came the day of the race, even though you so badly wanted to sleep in and cuddle up to your boyfriend, rafe, you had to get up early and go support your pride and joy. rafe got up a lot earlier than you did, he was out practicing a couple hours before. even though its not like he really needed it but, he always wanted to be prepared.

rafe was sure you would wake up on your own, especially from all the noise of his dirt bike but you ended up sleeping peacefully through it. rafe sat beside your sleeping body on the bed, reaching over to your cheek and giving you a slobbery kiss. the kiss he left woke you up from your slumber, sleepily opening your eyes and smiling at the sight of your boyfriend, rafey, as you called him.

rafe was wearing a tight black shirt with black cargos, which made him even hotter than he already was. rafes tight black shirt really shown off his biceps and you couldnt help but drool over them, bringing one hand from out under the white comforter on the bed and dragging it along rafes bicep. "you're so handsome, rafey." you flirted to him with the biggest smile and sleepiest voice.

rafe smilied at your words, bringing his hand up to your cheek and rubbing it gently. "cmon, get ready for me, bunny. its almost time to leave." he said quietly, trying not to rush you. you nodded at him; he then got up from beside you so you could move the blankets off of you and finally get ready for the race.

you hurriedly got ready, you didn't want to make rafe late because he would become angry with you and that made you really upset as well. as you got dressed and finished up with your makeup, you heard the start of the engine of rafe's bike, signaling that it was about time to go.

you head downstairs and see rafe standing in the entrance waiting to lock up the house, you quickly grab your keychain, your water bottle, and some sunscreen for the beach. rafe locks up the house after you exit, entering the key in and turning it to the left for the lock.

you walked out to rafes dirt bike, placing your items into the little compartment his dirt bike had and then placing your helmet over your head, you struggled to get it on, it was so tight, and you didn't know why. after rafe locked up the house, he came over to his bike and placed his helmet on his head, easy peasy. rafe turned to look at you to see if you were ready. you were still struggling for no reason at all, you jerked down your hands from the helmet, accepting defeat.

rafe giggled at your frustration, "here, let me help you, bunny." he brought his hands up to your helmet, adjusting the straps, loosening them and tightening others so it would fix perfectly and wouldnt be too loose. rafe pushed down the helmet on your head and it ends up gliding down perfectly. you let out an exciting grin and gave rafe a big hug for his help.

"lets get going, bunny" rafe said to you as he flipped one leg over the seat on the bike, adjusting himself so he was comfortable then allowing you to do the same, sitting behind him. you wrapped your arms around him, squeezing tightly.

you were a big girl, and even though you've been on dirt bikes countless times, they still scared you, especially with rafes driving. rafe told you softly, "hang on, okay?" even though rafe couldn't see it, you nodded to him, following his command.

after basically fighting for your life on the ride over, you finally made it to the beach, rafe parked his dirt bike on the sidelines, letting you off to stand in the crowd as the race was about to begin. rafe stood with you for the free minutes he had left, keeping his arm wrapped around you and giving you so many little kisses.

"i gotta go, its time for the race," rafe whispered into your ear. you nodded to him, turning to look at him. "okay, be supperr safe and win for me rafey!!" you replied, smiling big at him.

"i plan on it, bunny" he said to you, grinning. as he walked away, you felt the comforting presence of his arms fade away from around your waist. before reaching his bike. he turned and winked at you, then wrapped his legs around the seat of his dirt bike. rafe used his legs and feet strength to roll the bike into the starting place, right in the middle of topper and JJ.

the boys put their helmets on and revved up their bikes, preparing to take off. you yelled from the stands, jumping up and down, "woooo!! go rafey!!!!". two random kook girls stood on each side, flagging their "go" signs and then they were off! rafe was in the lead, as expected.

the announcers tried to give us updates on placement any chance they could and rafe was in the lead for the longest time until JJ jumped over the hill and cut him off completely. you sighed in disbelief and rolled your eyes. eventually rafe gained speed and caught up to him but was then knocked off. john B almost passed the finish line, but topper came in a split second and won the race as a whole, him and rafe both won.

you cheered in excitement for your boyfriends' efforts and his victory. once all of the racers passed the finish line, you raced over to rafe and hugged in his arm, having to stand on your tippy toes to reach his face. you gave rafe so so many kisses, looking into his eyes with much love and a lovey dovey smile. "im so proud of you, rafey. i love you sooo much." you said to him so happily.

rafe picked you up by your waist and swung your legs up so they laid across his arms, as if you were a baby. but you were, you were rafes baby. rafe walked across the beach to his dirt bike with you still cuddled up into his arms, "y'know, i think a deserve a little sweet treat for my victory today." he said flirtatiously with the most devious grin, and sexual intentions.

you giggled at his words, kissing him on the lips and cuddling up to him as you arrived at his bike. you both couldnt wait till you got home, knowing what was expected.

tag: @ethanthequeefqueen (IM SO SORRY ITS SO LATE I FORGOT TO TAG U 😞😞 ily i apologize so much omg)

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need to make a fic based around this so bad cause im genuinely TWEAKINNGGGG omfg that should be me reaaallll quick

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rafe cameron

setting down the perfect shade of a baby pink louis vuitton backpack onto rafes messy bed. he had got you a full set of louis vuitton luggage for your birthday just a couple of weeks ago, personalized it with such a beautiful pink and your name embroidered on.

opening your bag, mindlessly going through the couple of pairs of brandy melville pajama sets you packed with you and choosing which one you wanted to wear more. choosing between one and the other was so complicated but when all else fails, you can always rely on the opinion from a man with the name, rafe cameron!

you picked up both sets, making sure the cute design showed perfectly with a huge giggly smile on your face. the sounds of your feet hitting the wood floor as you were walking up to him to ask the big question, "rafey, which one" you smiled big, only your eyes peeking over the pj sets as you held them up for his decision. even though you gave him two options, there was one you 'picked out' in specific. insisting he answer 'correctly' with the tone in your voice.

he turned around to look at you when you called his name following with a question. his eyebrows furrowed from the petty little design that covered the sets of your clothing. raising his pointer finger to choose which set even as the words came out of his mouth, "that one, bunny." he answered as his phone dinged and he pulled it out of his pocket to answer.

you squealed to yourself with a big happy smile on your face, you were ecstatic that he choose the one you wanted him to even though you knew either one would have been just.. fine. you thought to yourself about your silliness to ask whenever you knew what you wanted to wear but it was much better having rafey pick for you.

when he choose, you stood up on your tippy toes as far as you could to reach rafes cheek as he held his phone up to his ear on the other side, giving him a sloppy kiss for his decision before having to come back down as you couldn't stand on them for very long. being in a talking stage with a man who stood at 6'1" came with its many different challenges, romantic ones included but, in all ends, you really liked it.

making your way back to rafes bed where your backpack still laid you heard him mumble something to you. hearing his mumbles made you turn back around, looking at him, "hm?" you questioned. notifying to rafe that you don't know what he had asked of you the first time but now he had your attention.

rafe brought his hand up to chin, rubbing slowly as if he was in a trance of thought, "why do you bring that backpack with you every time you stay, princess?" he had asked of you. you turned around to face him, placing the backpack onto the ground after all decisions were made. "its my spend-the-night bag!" you smiled big at him and giggled in response.

"what the hell is a spend-the-night bag, that's fuckin stupid." he said to you and your smile dropped instantly which was so weird because you knew how rafe was, mean. but he never really meant it "mean" towards you it still doesn't mean it didn't hurt.

he saw as your smile dropped, knowing his words hurt you tremendously. he waved his hand at you, telling you to come to him. he took a seat on the bench that was placed in his room, as you walked towards him. as you stood in front of him, he wrapped his fingers around your thigh, pulling you forward as he guided your legs around his. as you sat down on his lap you let down your head, feeling embarrassed that he saw his words effect you so much. he brought his hand up to your chin, feeling his cold golden rings on your skin, lifting it up so you were looking at his eyes and he started to explain to you,

"bunny.. all im saying is, everyone in this shitty town knows you're mine. there's no need to keep bringing your stuff back and forth. just move all your stuff in with me." hearing his sweet words made a big smile appear on your face again which made rafey smile as well. he made you so happy, it was silly, you were head over heels for him and you wanted everyone to know it.

later that week, you were all moved in. so so in love.

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nicholas alexander chavez

you and your famous boyfriend, nicholas alexander chavez, held hands all the way through NYC. it was his "duty" as your "personal bodyguard" to keep you safe at all times throughout the horrors of big cities. you always dragged him everywhere, designer stories, candy stores, beauty stores, shoe stores, etc. but he honestly didn't care, he just loved seeing his little princess so happy. you and nicholas had a pretty big age gap, you being younger and him being older by 6 years. but who says ages matter? you were both adults, perfectly happy together, and the cutest couple on the streets of NYC. you dragged nicholas onto the subway by his pinky wrapped around yours, on your way to the next clothing store you yearned to shop at. when you both slipped through the doors of the subway in downtown NYC, there was only one seat left. nicholas wasnt phased, "sit, princess" he'd say as he reached out his arm pointing to the openly free seat. "are you sure?" you would say in reply to him with the softest eyes. nicholas would nod in response to you as you sat down, your tiny skirt riding up your thigh exposing much more skin then nicholas enjoyed but didn't say anything. nicholas wasn't an insecure man, he knew you wanted him only and he only wanted you, he was comfortable with whatever you did and whatever you wore but today he was challenged. the mini skirt you wore, along with the skin tight crop top without a bra, allowing your nipples to peak through the thin fabric. with the revealance of your clothing, nicholas stepped in front of you to cover up the beautiful body of a princess that belonged to him. as he stood in front of you, he couldn't resist the urge to look at the way your skirt cupped your titties so nicely, how high your mini skirt rides up your thigh, it was making his harder by the second. you watched him as his eyes examined your body through his big sunglasses. why not have a little fun with it? you asked yourself, bringing one hand up to your chest, swirling your finger across your nipples. as you continued, you watched as a bulge appeared at the hem of his jeans, smiling and giggling as it became bigger. nicholas wasn't entirely very pleased of this interaction, bringing one hand up to your chin and holding firmly as he turned your head and bent down in front of you to bring his mouth closer to your ear, "just wait till we get back to the apartment, princess" he'd whisper to you seductively and leaving you with a kiss on the cheek. you put one leg on top of the other trying to contain the pulse you felt in your pussy as you heard his words, excited but scared for what he might do to make you pay for your little show.

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NICHOLAS ALEXANDER CHAVEZ

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long time no see guys........

IM SORRY i got busy w life and then school started and im stressed the fuckkkk outttttttt but considering coming back and writting some more!!!!!!

also im currently so in love with nicholas alexander chavez........... as well as rafe cameron ofc!!!

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POV: rafe and his needy girl

18+ only, daddy kink, fingering

dating rafe had its own perks. being able to get your hands on all the makeup, clothes, shoes, and bags, literally anything you could ever ask for.

you spotted something on the display window that caught your eye? it's on your doorstep the next day. your favorite makeup brand launched a new lip product? you're wearing it the next day after rafe stopped by sephora to get it for you.

despite getting spoiled by the eldest cameron, it also meant that rafe had to work extra hard, especially if you wanted to afford the things that you asked for. even if that meant not paying attention to you when you had your moments.

"rafey!" you whined, holding onto your pink rabbit jellycat. he has been busy all day! he hardly noticed you and has practically been ignoring you.

rafe was on the phone, dealing with a client as he noticed you walking over to him. he paid no attention as he continued talking on the phone.

letting out a huff, you climbed on his lap, stroking his cheek. he swatted your hand away, pulling the phone away from his ear for a second "kid, i'm busy. i'll hang out with you when i'm finished" he said sternly before placing the phone by his ear again.

you being the impatient, needy, and impulsive person you were, you thought it was a great idea to lean up against the phone and moan into it.

in an instant, rafe pulled you back, putting the phone on mute and disabling the mic while still listening to the person on the other end "what the fuck do you think you're doing?" he hissed as he gripped onto your chin tightly.

you let out a whine, pouting "been busy all day... missed you daddy" hearing the neediness laced in your voice, he let out a smirk "yeah? so you think it's okay to do this shit while i'm busy?" he asked, hands trailing inside of your skirt moving down to your underwear. "i'm trying to make some goddamn money for us. and you wanna act like this?"

you let out a moan as you felt his large hand slide past your underwear and insert two fingers inside of your wet hole "daddy... hhh i'm sticky" you whined leaning against his chest as you grabbed his bicep for support.

he laughed, finding the sight of you all needy entertaining. "yeah, take it baby. after i finish this call, m'gonna make sure i fuck you so stupid, you forget your own name" he whispered in your ear as he pumped an additional finger inside of your sopping pussy.

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4RAFE

she / her | bi | 19 | rafes girl ୨ৎ

drew starkey masterlist

billie eilish materlist

outerbanks masterlist

nicholas alexander chavez masterlist

• emoji annons?? (always feel free to ask to be any which one <3)

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get to know me:

| my favorite artists: billie eilish, ethel cain, and adrianne lenker |

| my favorite movie is: 10 things i hate about you (im a hopeless romantic leave me AALLOOONNEEEEE 😖) |

| i love love doing my own nails, dr pepper, and animals 🩷 |

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DREW STARKEY MASTERLIST

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QUIET

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MY GIRL | MY GIRL P.2

ZACH MACLAREN

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BILLIE EILISH MASTERLIST

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OUTERBANKS MASTERLIST

JJ MAYBANK

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JOHN B ROUTLEDGE

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SARAH CAMERON

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DINNER || R. CAMERON

summary; rafes idea of dinner was different than the normal dinner

warnings; not proofread!! , public sex (?), fingering

a / n; trust , im working on ceo!rafe but this was the closest thing to being done so i just finished it off. didnt wanna leave u guys hanging <3

there you were, sitting at the wooden dinner table in a fancy restaurant with your group of friends, and your boyfriend, rafe. even though it was only supposed to be the 3 of you girls, rafe practically begged to come with.

you were already well aware on how protective he was, always wanting to be with you, showing everyone that you belonged to him, and he was not about to let you walk out of the house in your short dress you insisted on wearing without him being right there with you. your friends already knew how he was as well so when you asked them if rafe could tag along, they really didnt seem to mind.

you and rafe sat together, of course, as both your girl-friends sat together infront. for the whole night he had laid his hand on your thigh, his gold rings sat perfectly around his fingers. he intentionally kept his hand so far up your thigh that he was basically in your pussy, making you so wet.

you and your girls chitchatted back and forth between each other, rafe joining in a couple times but mostly stayed silent as he drank his red wine. you didnt pay much attention to rafe that night like you usually do, causing him to become upset from the lack of affection he was receiving from his princess.

as you had continued chatting with your girls, you felt the slow movement of rafes hand sliding across your thigh, inching closer to your dripping wet clit. your beautiful red dress was just short enough that he had easy access to the black thong that covered your clit.

you felt the movement as rafe used his fingers to move your thong out of the way of your soaking wet clit just easy enough that he didnt alert anyone and nobody suspected anything. even though you were alerted by his actions, you didnt say anything and acted like everything was normal in front of your girls.

after rafe managed to get your thong about of his way from your clit, he slowly moved two fingers in between your wet folds making a groan leave your mouth. the noise that escaped your lips alerted your girl-friends, wondering what was happening. they both asked you, "everything okay?" they question awaiting your reason for such a noise.

"cramps, y’know how it gets." you explained to them, which seemed to get them off your back for now. they both easily believed you, understanding how those kind of things get. continuing on with the conversation, they both told such stories about previous events they experienced from cramps and solutions to them.

rafe continuously running his two fingers through your wet folds. he finally seemed to have found your entrance, squeezing his fingers into your tight, dripping wet pussy as he leaned over to whisper in your ear, "god, doll. so fuckin’ wet for me" he said in his low, raspy tone while speeding up the movement of his fingers going in and out of you.

every time he sped up, and the way he pounded his fingers into you made your legs shake. most times you were a loud mess but since you were at dinner; in front of two of your best friends you had to be absolutely silent and make no facial expression which had to be the most challenging thing.

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if anyone wants to be friends or just gets bored and needs to chit chat my inbox is always open!!!!!!!

i feel like so many writers on here may come across as clique-ish or intimidating and i hope u all know that is not me!! i love to make friends and am always excited for new ones!!!!!!! 😁💖🎀💌

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guyyss, i hope u all enjoyed the solar eclipse and were safe while doing so<3

i have a couple fics im working on but id like to get your alls opinion on what i should publish first.

— rafe cameron headcanons (based on a song hehe)

— rafe x reader at dinner

— stepbro!rafe x reader

— ceo!rafe x secretary!reader

please comment / reply, or repost with which fic you would like to see!!

[4rafe]

My girl can not end like that ! It was so good

dont you worry, my dear. ୨ৎ

part 2 right here — MY GIRL (PT.2)

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Would love my girl part 2 how rafe finds her and sees marks on her neck

MY GIRL (PT.2) || R. CAMERON

part 1 — my girl

summary; rafe was determined to kill anyone who ever hurt you but when you asked differently of him, he complied.

warnings; not proofread!!, marks on r's neck, mention of wanting to kill (?)

a/n; was hoping someone would ask for this, im so glad you guys enjoyed it!! <3

— masterlist

ending of part 1; as rafe got to his truck, he grabbed his gun out from under the driver seat and placed it in the back of his pants because he didnt know what to expect, or who but all he knew is that he would do absolutely anything to protect you from harm.

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rafe hopped in his truck, put his key in and flew out of the parking lot and onto the road as fast as he could to get to you. he didnt care how many laws he broke or how fast he was going, you were the one thing that filled his mind and he couldn't think of anything else.

when rafe arrived to the chateau he immediately saw you, jumped out of his truck and ran to you as fast as he could. you were constantly talking to john b to keep him talking and make sure he was still with you from how bad he was beaten.

when you heard his footsteps you looked back to him as your tears fell from your lashline and down your cheek, creating a black streak from your mascara. "please h- help, topper, he -" you yelled to him, hyperventilating from your cries.

rafe came up beside you, standing over john b as you sat beside him trying to help in anyway you could. "fuuckk" rafe mumbled to himself just under his breath. examining what happened and seeing how badly hurt john b was, he crouched down next to you with a hand lining his mouth as he thinks about what to do next.

"help me carry em’ to the truck, aight?" he said softly, turning his head and looking at your pouty, sad face.. thats when he saw it; the marks on your neck. his face dropped, knowing that whoever was brave enough to do this to you knowing who you belonged to was a dead man in seconds and he demanded to know exactly who it was.

he brought his hand up to your neck, lining the area the marks laid on your neck with his fingers. "who the fuck do this to you?" he demanded harshly. no matter how hard you would try to defend whoever did this or hide their name from him, rafe would find out who every single time.

rafe couldn't bare to let someone who hurt you like this get away with it and he never did. when he asked you, you turned to him in fear, pouting. you gave him that sad look that told him everything he needed to know.

you saw rafe become tense when he realized who did it to you, "m’ gonna kill that m’fucker." he said with a raspy tone. as much as a dick topper could be, and how he treated you he deserved a lot of karma but there was no telling what rafe would do. "rafe, no." you said firm, "please just help me get john b outta’ here, yeah?" you pleaded of him with puppy dog eyes he just couldn't resist.

rafe rolled his eyes because he knew he wasnt going to do anything since you asked of him and he of course, could never resist anything you asked of him. "yeah yeah, lets get em’ up." he responded softly, his voice trailing off as he reached down to help get john b up. you placed one of john b's arms around your shoulder and his other arm was placed around around rafes shoulder.

you both helped him walk to the truck, laying him down in the backseat. john b moaned from the pain as his nose and head bled out. rafe closed the back door and followed you to the passenger side, opening the door to let you in and closing it for you.

rafe enjoyed knowing that you were safe, he could keep eyes on you whenever (as if he doesn't already), and it gave him comfort but he already knew now that he may not do anything bad to topper like he had planned, he was definitely going to leave a message for him.

as rafe walked around the truck to the driver side and hopped in, you said to john b, "just hang on, ’kay? we'll get you fixed up". rafe got out of there as fast as he could, once again, speeding and breaking laws but he didnt care because it was all for you which made it worth it.

rafe grabbed your hand in his and turned to admire your pretty face, "when we get home we'll take care of that neck, yeah?" he said to you with a smile as he swapped his vision back and forth between the road and you. you nodded to him, it made you so happy knowing that rafe loved caring for you like this.