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the american dream tbh.

YAPPING!

i wanna be in a toxic relationship with season 2!rafe soooooo bad y’all

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i have a million ideas i wanna get out. craving a theme change and need to make an official, updated masterlist. the drafts are piling upppppp. genuinely so excited to write everything and get it out to u guys. i may release it all at once, still deciding on that. lmk if u guys would prefer them all at once or broken up. if u submitted an ask, i did see it and am working on it!

coming soon...:

ᴄʜᴏʀᴜꜱ of the ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪꜰᴜʟ ʙᴏʏ ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 2 of the ʜᴇᴀᴠᴇɴ ɪꜱ ᴀ ʙᴇᴅʀᴏᴏᴍ ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ

𝙖 𝙘𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙤𝙣 𝙘𝙝𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙢𝙖𝙨 - bsfsbrother!rafe x reader ↳ 𝙖 𝙘𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙤𝙣 𝙘𝙝𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙢𝙖𝙨 𝙨𝙢𝙖𝙪

𝙥𝙖𝙬𝙨 𝙤𝙛𝙛! - boyfriend!jj maybank x girlfriend!reader

comment to be added to the taglist for any of these! ♥

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wait this is so so cute omg. need this

+ second may i please req: ice skating with fwb sarah

tysm + happy holidays dolly!!!

You and Sarah have been friends with benefits for months now. Neither of you quite confident to ask the other to make official. That doesn’t stop you from spending every moment you can together though. So when she asks if you want to go ice skating and then cuddle up and watch movies with her after? You’re there in a heartbeat. You giggle and trip over each other and share frosty nosed kisses before going home to cozy up with hot chocolate in each other’s arms. Warming each other from the inside out.

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chase song + rafe???? yeah count me innnnnnn

meddle about

an outerbanks band au! | a jj maybank and rafe cameron smau

synopsis: after competing and winning the battle of the bands, the sirens were offered a record deal, launching them into stardom. when they are about to go on their first world tour, the band is faced with the decision of who they will open for them. they choose the swell, their runner-up in the battle of bands two years prior. with a rocky past with some members of the swell, y/n, the leader singer of the sirens, must tread carefully not cause anymore problems during this choatic tour.

tw: mentions of depression, anxiety, adhd, addiction, child abuse (emotionally and mentally), alcohol, weed, cocaine, and sex.

author's note: here's how it all started!

intros | prolouge

prolouge

the albums

taglist: @ivysprophecy @kimoralov3 @arkofblake @eddsthemunson @zyafics @papercranesandinkstains @jjslaybank @isnt-itstrange

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🧸𝙘𝙡𝙚𝙢'𝙨 𝙘𝙪𝙧𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙛𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙨!

here's a list of my fav fics i've read on here to give all my babies the props they deserve. it'll be constantly updated. literally check out any user tagged because they're all so so good. pls remember that likes are cute and all but many artists need reblogs and interaction, it motivates your writers to keep writing!!!

if i incorrectly tagged or titled your writing pls message me!

last updated: 12/5/24

| ⭐️ - 18+ | 📱 - smau |

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🧸rafe cameron:

series:

◦  "home for the holidays" by @whytheylosttheirminds ⭐️

◦  "OFF LIMITS" by @whorelaud ⭐️📱

◦  "on the run" by @cxrrodedcoffin ⭐️

◦  "lovely kook!reader x rafe x jj" by @archiveofvirtue ⭐️

◦ "it's complicated" by @asapstarkey ⭐️

◦ "loved you first" by @sincere1ystar

oneshots:

◦ "late night needs" by @fictionalmenxyn ⭐️

◦ "pre-award show ride" by @angelicblondie ⭐️

◦ "clingy" by @seasprincess

◦ "daddy's home" by @bloodibambiidoll ⭐️

◦ "being ceo!rafe's assistant" by @loverafey ⭐️

◦ "need you" by @fakebwitch ⭐️

◦ "older!rafe can’t always be mean to his delicate flower, can he?" by @rafey-baby ⭐️

◦ "loved you first" by @sincere1ystar

◦ "juno girl⋆₊˚⊹♡" by @moonlightrafe

drabbles:

◦ "rafe hates when you buy things without using his card" by @er1nne

◦ "juno" by @rafeyscurtainbangs

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🧸drew starkey:

series:

◦  "bsf's (or more) with drew starkey" by @gibson-g1rl 📱

drabbles:

◦ "juno girl⋆₊˚⊹♡" by @moonlightrafe

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this series is my new personality trait actually.

ᯓᡣ𐭩BSF’S (OR MORE) WITH DREW STARKEY ᯓᡣ𐭩

ᯓᡣ𐭩 introducing bombshell!reader and bsf!drew 🪽

part 1

part 2

part 3

part 4

part 5

part 6

ᯓᡣ𐭩 moodboards 🪽

bombshell!reader 🪽 ᯓᡣ𐭩

bombshell!reader and drew’s relationship 🪽

bombshell!reader’s camera roll 🪽

spotify playlist for bombshell!reader 🪽

꩜ .ᐟ go back to SMAU masterlist 🪽

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ahhh so good

𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝑭𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝑴𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕

chapter 1

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i need more rafe girlie moots plsssssss. i wanna collect you all like infinity stones ⭐️

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REAL I FEAR

tweaking out i love hot nerds

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so good omg!!!

lovely kook!reader tries her hardest to avoid her ex bf!rafe, yet they unintentionally meet at the country club after her sudden disappearance from kildare island about a year ago

content / ex bf!rafe x fem!reader, lowkey toxic, rafe confronting reader, public arguing, reader lowkey hates kooks, topper and kelce being nosy, 2.1k words

notes / this is the start of my lovely kook!reader x rafe cameron (x jj maybank) trope, inspired by my own fanfic that I published on wattpad. prob not gonna line up with everything in the fic and might differ when it comes to the relationships or dynamics. storyline is roughly set around s1 but I pictured s2/s3 rafe while writing, feel free to imagine him however u want tho! enjoy <3

BLESSING IN DISGUISE Ⅰ

It had been one long, strange year since you had set foot on Kildare Island. The same roads, the salty ocean breeze—everything felt frozen, like a picture stuck in time. But as you watched the streets of Figure Eight again, you knew that things were different now, at least for you.

There was a time when you’d loved this place, every privileged corner of it, but that had all died the day you’d left, slipping away in the quiet night without saying goodbye to anyone—not even Rafe.

Rafe. Just thinking of him made your chest tighten. You definitely tried not to, but back home, it was almost impossible. He was everywhere—in every memory, in every spot that used to feel safe.

You knew you’d see him eventually. But you definitely had no intention of rushing it.

But your first stop was Sarah Cameron. The Sarah who used to be your best friend. You didn’t even make it up the driveway of your house before she came running toward you, her face full of shock.

The second you hugged, both of you started crying. It felt like the past year melted away. But when she pulled back, the hurt was obvious.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Sarah sniffled, her voice both angry and broken. “Why didn’t you tell anyone?”

Your throat tightened as guilt washed over you. “I couldn’t. There was too much… too much happening, Sarah. I didn’t want anyone else to get dragged into it.”

“And you think you didn’t hurt anyone by just leaving?” Sarah’s voice was calm, yet the pain in her eyes was obvious. “You hurt me, and Rafe—”

“Don’t,” you cut her off, the hurt in your own voice surprising you both. “Please.”

For now you didn’t want to think of him, you just wanted to do right by Sarah.

The two of you ended up on the porch, watching the sun dip low as you talked. You opened up as much as you could, and Sarah told you about all the wild things that had happened with her family. But there were things she wouldn’t—maybe couldn’t—say, not even to you.

But it was obvious that things were different in Sarah’s life now. Sure enough you weren’t the only one who had changed.

The next day, you found yourself sitting stiffly in the backseat of your parents’ car as they drove to the country club. You stared out the window, jaw clenched, as you passed the huge mansions of Figure Eight. You’d spent your whole life around the “kooks,” but now, after a year away, their high life facades and fake smiles felt even more unbearable. You could already hear the insincere “how have you beens” that would spill from every corner of the club.

Your parents acted as if nothing had changed. As if you’d never vanished in the first place. Your mom wouldn’t stop babbling, going on about the latest news, updates from the other families you knew, parties you’d missed. All with that same flawless smile, the one you had once tried so hard to mimic, until you realized it was just another mask.

“Won’t it be nice to be back?” Your mom asked brightly, as if you had simply been on a long vacation.

You forced a sweet smile, refusing to answer. You didn’t want to be “back.” You didn’t want to slide into this carefully molded life again, pretending to care about who had bought the newest yacht or who was dating whom. It was all so hollow, so far from the girl you’d become in your time away.

When you reached the club, its grand facade loomed over you, just as fake as the people inside. You spotted a few familiar faces, people who hadn’t changed at all. You doubted they’d even care to ask where you’d been or why you’d left. To them, you’d simply slipped right back into place.

Your dad gave you a proud smile, like showing you off could fix the cracks in your family’s perfect image. But you knew better. You were just another dime in their collection, and that was all they wanted from you. The real you—the one who’d been through hell and back—didn’t exist in their world.

Determined not to fall back into their trap, you straightened up and walked to the bar, hoping to blend in. Luckily, you spotted Mark, the club bartender and an old friend. You two exchanged a few words, Mark catching you up on the most recent gossip of Kildare, but in the back of your mind you still had this uneasy feeling, the thought of running into Rafe made your stomach hurt.

You were almost starting to relax when you heard a familiar voice behind you.

“Isn’t that y/n?” It was unmistakable—Topper.

Anxiety hit you, wondering if Rafe was with him, but when you turned around, your eyes met Kelce’s instead. You felt relieved while you gave them both a small wave. Topper and Kelce had been part of your life in Figure Eight once upon a time, more Rafe’s friends than yours, but you’d spent enough time around them that you knew you could at least handle a quick one on one with them.

“Y/N,” Kelce greeted, his surprise melting into a friendly grin. “Back from the dead, huh?”

You smiled a little at that, nodding. “Something like that.”

Topper gave you a little grin, shaking his head as if still trying to process that you were actually standing there. “You know, no one knew what happened to you. You just… left.”

“Yeah, I know.” You forced a smile. “I guess I had my reasons.”

You exchanged a few more words, and you could feel their eyes flickering to each other, as if they wanted to ask more but were holding back. It was strange—normally, they’d be all over you for details, but now, they seemed rather calm. And then, suddenly, they went completely silent.

“What’s wrong?” You asked, glancing between them, suspiciously raising your brows.

But you didn’t have to wait long to find out.

“Y/N.” Rafe’s voice sounded from behind you, low and dark. You cursed under your breath, clenching your jaw before forcing yourself to turn around.

There he was, standing a few feet away, his ocean blue eyes locked on you. For a moment, he looked shocked, like he couldn’t believe you were real.

“Rafe,” you replied just as blunt, fighting to keep your voice steady, though you could feel your heart hammering in your chest.

Topper and Kelce glanced between you, clearly uncomfortable, before they mumbled something about getting drinks and made a quick exit, leaving the two of you alone.

You stared at each other for a long moment, he looked good. Really good. His hair was slightly longer, the blonde tips hanging over his forehead.

Staring at him for a little too long you saw a flicker of something in his eyes—regret, maybe?—but you brushed it away. You couldn’t afford to let him get under your skin again. Not after what went down between you.

“So, what, you just fucking waltz back into town like nothing happened?“ he asked, his voice laced with anger.

He stepped closer until you were nearly face to face. You could smell the hint of whiskey on his breath, mixed with his signature cologne. It brought back a flood of memories that you’d fought to bury.

“You just..,” he sighed, as if he was trying to pick his words rather carefully, but not being able to contain his anger “You like fucking with me, don’t you?”

You lifted your chin, your voice edged with a coldness Rafe hadn't heard before. “What did you expect me to do, Rafe? Stick around after everything you pulled? After what you… made me do?”

He frowned, his jaw tightening as he processed your words that felt like a slap to the face. “Made you do? I didn’t make you do anything.” he echoed, his voice rising. “Do you even get how messed up it was, just disappearing like that? Leaving everyone behind, leaving ME behind without a word?”

A sarcastic laugh slipped from your lips. Arguing in public like this definitely wasn’t your plan, but at this point you didn’t care. “That’s the thing with you, Rafe. You don’t even realize the damage you cause, do you?”

He flinched, trying to hide the twitch of his jaw, but you caught it. For a moment, you almost felt a bit of pity for him. Almost.

“What happened, y/n?” he asked softly, his voice almost sounding vulnerable, caught off guard by the force of your resentment. The old you he remembered had looked at him like he was the one, but the woman in front of him now—was a stranger.

“Where’d you go? Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Tell you?” You repeated, your voice sounding bitter. “I didn’t owe you any explanations. I did what I had to do to protect myself.”

“From me?” he shot back, his voice cold. “That’s what you think, huh?”

You bit your lip, hating that he could still get to you, hating that despite your anger, some part of you still felt drawn to him. But you wouldn’t let him see that. “You can’t change the past, Rafe. Just… stay out of my life.”

For a moment, he just stared at you, his anger fading into something like pain. But then it was gone, replaced by the hard mask he always wore. He took another step toward you.

“You think you had it all figured out in that pretty little head of yours, huh? You run away and pretend it’s all my fault?”

You watched him get closer, yet not letting it phase you “Maybe it is. Or maybe we were just bad for each other. Either way, I’m not letting you drag me down again. Not this time.”

His face twisted, and you could see the realization in his eyes—you weren’t the girl he once had wrapped around his finger, not anymore.

You released a shaky breath, the adrenaline slowly draining from your body. You’d known coming back to Kildare wouldn’t be easy, but facing Rafe again had torn open wounds you thought you’d closed for good.

But you surely wouldn’t let him break you again. You’d fought too hard to build yourself back up, and you weren’t about to throw all of that away.

You were done running.

With that, you turned away from him, forcing yourself not to look back. Rafe just stared at you, and for the first time, he felt a sense of what he’d lost. He wanted to reach for you, to say something that might make you stop. But he didn’t.

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ᴠᴇʀꜱᴇ 1 | ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪꜰᴜʟ ʙᴏʏ ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ

pairing: bsfs older brother!rafe x reader

summary: you had hidden your crush on rafe as much as you could for years. sarah would kill you if you ever did anything, it would break her heart. you were her best friend and she was yours. so why did you find your eyes constantly wandering over to her brother? why were you with her brother at a party instead of her? why were you with her brother at midsummers instead of her?

warnings: swearing, mention of family issues, mentions of drug use, and suggestive content.

word count: 3.3k+ words

a/n: this is technically the first chapter to my beautiful boy series which uses characters and events from the netflix show "outer banks". it is based off the song "beautiful boy" by esha tewari. give her a listen, she's amazing. please reblog, comment, and share! i hope you guys love it! ♥

oh, beautiful boy, you are a sight to be seen.

you had tried your best to stay away from rafe cameron. the whole town often described him as a short tempered, rich, entitled, prick, and that was just scratching the surface. you never heard anything good about him, even from his own sister.

sarah cameron had been your best friend since middle school. you two used to be in a trio with kiara, freshman year, but that fizzled out and it was back to just you and sarah up until now.

"y/n!" sarah snapped, pulling you out of your daze.

"hm?" you hummed.

"you're not even listening to me, what are you looking at?" she questioned, her eyes following your gaze. sarah groaned when her eyes landed on her brother.

you were at sarah's house. she had invited you over, telling you that topper had pissed her off (again) and she needed girl time. you were both sitting poolside, feet in the water. you were supposed to be outside watching the sun set. key words: supposed to be. your eyes had wandered the minute you stepped outside.

rafe was messing with around with his dirt bike, attempting to fix something. he looked focused, lip between his teeth as his eyes focused on a gear he was messing with. the grip he had on it made the veins in arms flex. you were too far away to get a good look at them, but you knew. you knew they were straining in his arm as they usually did. he pushed his hair back and huffed, obviously frustrated with the bike.

she wasn't oblivious. she noticed your eyes wandering towards rafe whenever he was near. you had been friends for too long for her to not pick up on it, the signs were there. not that you would ever admit it though.

"y/n" she groaned.

"what?" you protested.

"stop eyeing my brother, please. i want better for you" she pleaded, taking your hand.

"i was not eyeing your brother sarah. god, as if. rafe wouldn't touch me with a ten foot pole" you reminded.

"that doesn't make me feel any better" she frowned.

"well it should, it's never gonna happen. i was just zoned out" you reassured.

"he spent the money dad gave him to buy stuff for the house on the thing" she said, nodding over to the bike.

"come on, lets go inside. i'm getting hot"

with that you grabbed her hand, leading her back inside tannyhill before she could question you any further.

rafe's eyes followed you into the house as you lead his sister inside. he sucked his teeth, watching you go.

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oh, beautiful boy, you hate your mother.

sarah had dragged you to some party, saying she was gonna meet topper and she needed you to come with her for emotional support. being the good friend you were, you obliged and came to be there for her.

unfortunately for you, she ditched you the minute she found topper. she whispered some half promise of finding you in a "little while" which you both knew was a lie. you wandered around the party feeling out of place. the only person you really knew there was sarah and she was somewhere probably making out with topper.

you initially planned on trying to find some water, but a few minutes into it you gave up and made your way outside of the house. as you were trying to get away you heard your name being called.

"y/n!"

you turned and were met with none other than rafe cameron on his dirt bike. he looked flushed, probably drunk or high. maybe both.

"you leaving already?" he questioned, sniffling and wiping his nose.

"yea, sarah went off with topper and i don't really know anyone else here" you shrugged.

"that's a lie" he said, sliding his helmet off and setting it on the handle of his bike.

you cocked your head at him.

"i'm here now, lets go" he said, nodding his head toward the house as he dismounted the bike.

"i'm okay, i think i'm gonna head home" you said, backing away from him a bit.

"see i wasn't really asking you, i was telling you" he said, "i'm not letting you walk home alone in the dark so you can either wait for my sister or i'll take you home when i'm ready"

"i don't get how that's your decision to make" you scoffed.

"you don't need to, let's go" he said, reaching out for you but not touching you.

for whatever reason you followed, walking back inside with him guiding you through the house full of people. the good thing about rafe having a bad reputation was that people made way for him, scared of him losing his temper and lashing out. he pulled you into the kitchen, getting you a cup of water and handing it to you. you took it, looking inside and back up at him.

"you put something in here?" you questioned, mainly teasing.

he sucked his teeth.

"no, y/n. i didn't. if i wanted to fuck you, i would ask" he said bluntly.

you nodded, prying your thoughts away from that fantasy and drinking the water. his gaze lingered on you and he glanced around before looking back at you.

"are you gonna go find sarah?" he asked.

you shook your head.

"i really don't wanna third wheel her and topper"

"well i don't want you by yourself. stay by me, alright?" he asked.

your eyes searched his for answers in confusion. where was this coming from? you had been friends with sarah for a while, having a secret crush on rafe for a majority of it. he didn't speak to you unless he absolutely had to. why is he suddenly keeping you around?

"rafe, i'll be fine" you reassured.

"once again, i wasn't really asking" he said, eyes serious.

"i don't get where is this is coming from" you said as you looked at him.

"what are you talking about?"

"why do you care about my whereabouts all of the sudden?"

"you snuck out of our house y/n. i know you and my sister are here. if something happens to you and my dad finds out i knew, which he would, he would kill me"

you tried to hide the disappointment in your face when he revealed that this was all just an act to cover his ass.

"i wouldn't rat on you, if that's what you're saying"

"you wouldn't, sarah would" he stated.

"come on, just come sit. i have shit to deal with anyway" he said before grabbing your hand and pulling you over to the couch. you tried to ignore the way your heart fluttered when his fingers wrapped around yours. you sat beside him, watching girls flock around him as he pulled a small white bag out of his pocket.

he mumbled something to kelce who disappeared and returned with more people. he collected cash from just about everyone, offering lines to all the girls nearby. all the girls, except for you.

"you want some y/n? tastes like bananas" kelce offered as he noticed you just sitting there watching everyone.

"no, she's good" rafe answered, shooting kelce daggers.

your stomach turned as you watched rafe hold one nostril and sniff the powder with the other. his pupils dilated and he wiped his nose of the excess. you felt the pedal stool you had secretly put him on begin to lower and your stomach begin to knot with anxiety. you lost track of how many lines he had truly done.

"you don't think that's enough?" you asked him.

"what?" he asked face turning to you and eyes running over your worried expression.

"when did you start doing this?" you asked.

"recently" he nodded, "don't worry, it's not that bad. get off your high horse"'

"can i have some?" you proposed.

"no" he said.

"why not? you just said its not that bad" you said, cocking your head a bit.

he chuckled, shaking his head and taking a sip of his beer as he realized the game you were playing.

"not that bad for me, doesn't mean i want you doing it too" he said.

"you're not my father, that's not your decision to make"

"you don't know your father and it is when the drugs are mine"

you glared at him at that comment. your faces were closer than usual. it wasn't out of the ordinary from where you guys were. there were way too many people on that couch, making every squished together. the need to look at each other when speaking didn't help your case much. he looked away from you, counting the cash that was put into his hand.

"i need to use the bathroom" you said as you got up from the couch.

like a leech, he was right behind you, stuffing the bag of coke into his pocket and mumbling to the group about how he would be back.

hand on your lower back, he lead you upstairs to one of the bedrooms. he closed the door behind you two and waved over to the bathroom in the room. you rolled your eyes, going into the bathroom and slamming the door shut behind you.

"slam it harder next time" he called after you, sitting on the edge of the bed.

when you reemerged from the bathroom a few minutes later his eyes ran over you. he had lost track of just how many times they had done that tonight.

"come here" he said.

"i'm fine" you said, walking towards the door.

"y/n" he said, his tone letting you know that was also not a request.

you paused, rolling your eyes at how just your name out of his mouth had an effect on you. you made your way to the bed, sitting down next to him with a huff.

"can you drop your little attitude?"

"that was fucking mean, rafe" you said.

"i'm sorry, alright?" he said as he looked at you even though you refused to look at him, hand moving to rub your knee innocently.

"you don't mean that"

"i said it, didn't i?" he asked.

"that doesn't mean anything"

"i'm telling you, it does"

you finally looked at him, noticing the hint of sincerity in his eyes. he had a point. rafe barely apologized to anyone yet here he was, apologizing to you. over a comment he made because he's cross faded.

a part of you melted a bit. you don't know why. rafe was an asshole, everyone said it. he was no good. he was into drugs not on top of everything else.

"i didn't mean that. i'm just a little stressed about stuff, i'm getting my shit together though" he said, nodding to himself. "i didn't mean to hurt your feelings princess"

princess.

that wasn't the first time he had called you that and you hoped it wouldn't be the last. it was supposed to be a teasing nickname but your brain registered it as something far from that.

you nodded. it was your only way of trying to shake your brain out of the fuzziness it had gone into the minute he got so close to you.

"you forgive me?" he asked.

you nodded again.

a thick silence filled the room, both of you unsure what to say at this point.

"come on, lets get back out there before sarah starts looking for you" he stated, getting up from the bed and going towards the door. you followed, returning to your seat on the couch and watching him fall back into the same routine as before.

this wasn't really rafe, but no one else knew that. it was like a new person. he had changed a lot over the summer actually. he looked constantly frustrated, constantly stressed. it was obvious the coke was an escape. an unfortunate escape.

"hey, lets keep this between us yeah?" he asked, hand moving to tap your thigh now.

you hesitated to answer. sarah was one of your closest friends and this was her brother. this was her only brother.

he noticed your hesitation.

"come on, we're friends. aren't we?" he asked, hand moving to gently grab you face.

since when were you guys friends? you were friends with sarah. you knew rafe, yes. you liked rafe, yes. but friends? rafe barely said a word to you before today. you had to take what little interaction you could from him.

you could've sworn you saw his eyes flicker from yours to your lips. you felt the energy shift. you didn't know why or what it was but you felt it. you wanted to embrace it.

before you could answer topper came over, looking upset. kelce offered him a line, giving him the same description he gave you. rafe laughed, urging him to do it. you took the chance to slip away from him to go and find sarah.

rafe realized your absence when you were already halfway down the hall, too far for him to stop you. it crushed his high a bit, the loss of you. he wasn't worried about you saying anything to sarah, but he would be lying if he said he didn't enjoy the time he got to have you to himself.

you found sarah who was a mess, crying about topper being mad at her for not wanting to sleep with him. you two took it as a sign to head home. and as you walked back home with her head on your shoulder and your arm around her. as you comforted your best friend, your thoughts wandered back to her brother. to his hand on your knee, on your thigh. to his hand on your face. to his worry.

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that's why you love me

"hey y/n" you heard your name being called as you were handed a slushie.

"hi rafe" you said, a bit confused by his presence.

"what's up, how are you?" he asked, eye finding yours.

"i'm good"

"good good" he nodded.

what the fuck.

"since when do you like movies?" you asked.

"topper dragged me and kelce" he said, making you nod as you paid the concession stand worker and stepped off to the side with him.

"is there a reason you came over...?" you questioned. as much as you were enjoying rafe's company which he seemed to be making a habit, you had your doubts.

"i can't say hi to my favorite girl?" he asked, smirking a little bit.

"you're funny" you laughed, shaking your head.

"thank you, for not telling sarah" he said finally.

there it is.

"tell sarah about what?" you asked, making him chuckle.

"right, right. you here with someone?" he asked.

"my sister"

he nodded, looking like he was searching for someone.

"are you gonna make this a thing now?" you asked.

"what?"

"this" you said, pointing between you two.

"us?" he asked, you nodded.

"hasn't it always been a thing?" he asked, a smirk playing on his lips.

you shook your head, playfully rolling your eyes.

"i like you y/n, we're friends" he said, making you nod.

"see you around rafe" you said as you walked away from him.

"promise?" he called after you, making you smile to yourself.

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that's why you love me

you turned around as you heard your name being yelped by a familiar voice. sarah was quick to engulf you in a hug.

"there's the kook princess" you teased as you hugged her back. "why'd you look so pouty in your big entrance?"

she rolled her eyes and sighed.

"i don't wanna be here or near topper, at all. he's so suffocating. i'm only here because my dad made me" she said, crossing her arms over her chest.

"was that why you were off the grid yesterday?" you asked.

"sorta. thanks for covering for me" she said.

"always"

later on in the night you felt eyes on you, looking up to see rafe staring at you from across the crowd. he nodded over, silently beckoning you over. you excused yourself from sarah, telling lying and saying you were gonna go get a drink.

you slyly made your way through the crowd and around the corner, wondering what rafe wanted this time around. your eyes landed on the boy in his baby blue suit, smiling once he saw you.

"what secret do you need me to keep now?" you asked as you stood across from him.

"nothing in particular" he shrugged. "just wanted to see you"

"rafe, you can't be doing this" you said.

"doing what? talking to my friend?" he asked, closing the distance between you two.

"is that what this is?"

"yeah, it is" he nodded, looking down at you. "why, you think it's something else?"

"isn't it?"

"could be" he nodded.

"it shouldn't be"

"yeah? why's that?" he asked.

you gave him a knowing look.

"sarah won't care. she does't have to know" he said.

"she's my best friend"

"she's my sister, she'll get over it" he said. he was as close as he could be now, face inches from yours and body pressed against yours.

your dress was short and a pastel yellow. it was strapless, making it hug your cleavage enough to show it off but not enough to be considered provocative by the establishment full of prudes. there was a little flower on the left side of the top of your dress. a wavy piece hung from it, matching the pattern of the ruffles at the hem of the dress.

the pale yellow looked nice against your tanned skin. there were small tan lines from where your bikini once was. they did wonders for rafe, especially since he memorized just about every bikini he had seen you in. he had a pretty good idea of which one made those lines.

even in the baby pink heels you had on, rafe still towered over you.

"you look pretty" he said, hands running along the fabric of your dress.

"thank you" you said.

"you looked pretty the other night too" he said.

"which one?"

"both" he hummed, turning you around for himself.

"can you keep another secret?" he asked when he made you face him again.

you nodded.

he leaned in, pressing his lips softly against yours. the kiss started off nice, gentle. that feeling only lasted for so long before greed got the best of you two. before you knew it he was pressing you against the railing and swiping his tongue over your bottom lip. his hands gripped your hips, keeping you pinned between him and the rail.

he pulled back with a smirk, licking his lips as he looked at you. he could practically see the worry seeping into your face as you realized what you had just done.

"hey, what she doesn't know won't hurt her" he said, grabbing your face to recenter your focus on him.

that wasn't enough.

"if not, we don't have to do this again. if you're really worried about it"

"no, no i want to" you protested.

"i know you do baby" he nodded, "but i need you to be sure. you understand?"

you nodded.

"i can't keep hiding it to keep her happy, that's not fair to me is it? sarah can't have it all"

you shook your head. he had reduced you to a few head movements. you silently mourned the loss of his lips and the loss of your friendship with sarah if she ever found out.

you also mourned this feeling, this position you were in. the one that granted you access to soft rafe. you never really knew which rafe you were gonna get these days. you were savoring this one before he retreated back into his hard shell.

"yeah, good" he praised. "you're mine now princess"

"that's not how this works" you shook your head.

"it is now" he said with a shrug. "we'll keep this under wraps until you're ready to tell sarah."

with that he walked away from you. leaving you confused and flustered. rafe cameron had just been your first kiss. your best friend's brother had been your first kiss and she didn't know anything about it.

god, sarah was gonna flip when she found out. hopefully she never did.

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up next: ᴄʜᴏʀᴜꜱ

a/n: if you would like to be added to the taglist for this series pls comment or put it in my asks! still feeling out exactly where i want this to go because it started out as something different than what it has become. if you have any thoughts or opinions, pls pls pls leave them!

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ryder by madison beer but its sarah and rafe cameron.

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this is the face he makes at the party when he wants to leave but he doesn’t want to be rude to your friends so he’s just letting you know

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rafe cameron keeps a photo of your ass or tits in his wallet for sure

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ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪꜰᴜʟ ʙᴏʏ | ʀᴀꜰᴇ ᴄᴀᴍᴇʀᴏɴ ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ

pairing: bsfs older brother!rafe x reader

summary: you had rarely ever heard anything good about rafe cameron, even from his own sister. the whole town often described him a short tempered, rich, entitled, prick, to say the least. that should be enough to get you to stay away right? wrong. sarah was your best friend, had been for years. you stood friends with her even after kiara separated from your trio. you and sarah told each other everything. well, sort of everything. you kept one secret from her about rafe which leads to several more. before you can put a stop to it it gets out of control, quickly. you should stop but neither you or rafe really want to.

warnings: swearing, mention of family issues, mentions of drug use, sex, mentions of injury, and suggestive content. (will be updated as more chapters are released).

word count: (will be updated)

a/n: this is based on the song "beautiful boy" by esha tewari. started off as angst and spiraled into a bsfs (older) brother series. rightfully so because who wouldn't want rafe as their best friend's brother. some obx events will be mentioned. pls pls pls interact and let me know if you guys like it!!! ♥

status: currently in progress...

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ᴠᴇʀꜱᴇ 1

ᴄʜᴏʀᴜꜱ

ᴠᴇʀꜱᴇ 2

ᴄʜᴏʀᴜꜱ [2]

ᴘᴏꜱᴛ-ᴄʜᴏʀᴜꜱ

ᴠᴇʀꜱᴇ 3

ᴘʀᴇ-ᴄʜᴏʀᴜꜱ

ᴄʜᴏʀᴜꜱ [3]

ʀᴇꜰʀᴀɪɴ

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sigh. i miss my man (rafe).

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my current obsession. everyone go read pls!!

OFF LIMITS – rafe cameron masterlist ¡

social media & irl AU !

“we shouldn't be doing this, rafe.”

“i was barely holding myself back, it's your fault for tempting me.”

pairing brother's best friend!rafe cameron x brat!reader

summary you slide into a random boy's dms on instagram, anything but expecting him to end up being your brother's best friend, let alone the person you'll be spending your summer vacation with. while resisting Rafe and his lingering gazes was an option, you found yourself in the constant loop of crossing the line; said line being your brother.

content forbidden love, slow burn (sort of), fluff, sneaking around, family friends, beach (lots of it!!), unresolved tension, slight angst, nsfw

a/n hiii!! wooo so excited for this honestly aahhh i hope you guys give it a chance i have so much plans for it ahaha!! let me know if you want to be tagged or if i should make a taglist in the first place (sigh idk how this works 😣)

chapter one

chapter two

chapter three

chapter four – coming soon !