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party envy’s

bitch model reader/rafe cameron

sypnosis;

as rafe and bitch model reader continue to pseudo date, she starts feeling jealous.

You’d been fake dating rafe for a while, just to piss off kelce after he fucking cheated on you. You’ll never date online again, whatever…you couldn’t leave rafe after like a month. That wouldn’t be realistic, so you both made an agreement to stay together for a year. on the condition, you could both have situationships on the side in private. but nothing else. So why were you so jealous seeing rafe talk with another girl at the party you were both invited to. together. he was supposed to get you a drink, so fucking stupid.

you see topper come over smiling drunkenly, you flick his head walking over to your pseudo-boyfriend. You smile fakely at the girl “did you get my drink, babe.” you speak to him sharply while staring at her, rafe looks down at you with those eyes. only you could tell he was saying what the fuck are you doing. “no uh, not yet i was uh talking to her. she was asking ab-“

you cut him off by laughing “then go get them, darling!” you speak ‘lovey-dovey’ “darling i was-“ “get them,rafe.” he sighs going off downstairs, leaving you with her “i don’t know what you're trying but i advise you to stay the fuck away.” her eyebrows furrow “it seems like he kinda hates you.” she scoffed, “you don’t know shit about our god damn relationship…bitch.” you mutter the last word as you walk away.

while rushing down the stairs, rafe walks up to you, drink in his hand. you grab the drink walking to the front door and gulping it down. as you walk outside throwing in some random trash bag “hey- what the hell are you doing!” rafe calls out though you continue walking down the street. by yourself. in the cold air. hell no, he might fucking hate you but he isn’t doing that. he catches up with you, turning you around by your shoulder “slow down..dam..” he muttered while taking off his jacket, placing it around your shoulders.

you look up at him with your messed up smoky eyeliner “you want to explain what just happened.” “nothing.” rafe rubbed his eyes “whatever, you're going home.” “you can’t make me.” you argued back walking ahead of him, your boots clicking on the sidewalk “you going there anyway, ain’t you?” you slow down rolling your eyes “yeah.” you groaned out, he took your wrist tightly leading you throughout the streets.

“why’d we have to ride with topper, you know damn well he wouldn’t leave until like 3 am.” you spoke to him even more pissed off, “told you them damn boots would be a pain.” “then carry me.” “hell no. “what a man you are.” you continue walking, though now getting lazy in your steps. So he slowed down. barely. just enough so you wouldn’t notice.

as you settled into bed you logged into your computer. “what a great day…”you mutter sarcastically as you grabbed your phone to text rafe

you: you left your jacket with me. rafe: just keep it with you til we see each other again.

you bite your lip “i don’t want to keep your jacket.” you muttered while typing a response

you: whatever…i’ll send you the flight information to new york. rafe: why do i need that. you: because i’m flying up there…? it’s a two-day deal so i’m staying from thursday to sunday. and bring some presentable clothes. god knows you’ll wear shitty clothes.

after that he hadn’t texted back so you put your phone down, focusing on emails and other things. “so stupid…” you mutter about him. rafe...why.

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bitch model reader

rafe cameron/reader

from despising each other to be obsessing over each other

bitch model reader who originally came to live in the outer banks for kelce, though turning out he was cheating on her.(since they had an online relationship) when looking for kelce, she had bumped into rafe and getting mad at him.Rafe hadn't even recognized her when they first met. which...came to her almost kicking him in the balls and calling him a asshole,asking if he lived under a rock. Then proceeded to go through the party's hallways, yelling at kelce seeing him fuck another girl(which rafe heard every word)

bitch model reader originally dated rafe just to make kelce mad, and absolutely hated rafe’s. Though something changed after watching rafe punch him after he said shit about her. Not like she actually likes him. right? So what if shes gets jealous when he flirts with some other girl. so what if shits about the same girl on internet who flirted with him(on her burner account)

bitch model reader who has theee cuntiest model walk, though well known but not known enough to her tastes. She obviously adores shopping,mainly buying clothing in dark colors. Though she has a good amount of money, why not make more use of cameron and use his money!

oneshots

party envy’s

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after watching charli xcx’s coachella performance i might be inspired to write for 365 party girl reader>0<

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°-tender moments with rafe-°

rafe x sensitive peony reader

warnings

!just fluff mainly-slight yelling

“what..?” you asked softly as Rafe stared at you while you both sat on the porch while the sun sat. His arms were around your body as you lay between his legs, you’d been doodling while staying in his embrace when you felt his gaze on you. “nothing. You're just pretty.” he muttered gravely, you smiled letting a small laugh out “Mmm thank you..” Rafe softly ran his hands over your hips, the porch swings gently rocking.

You loved moments like these…a lot of the time you were out and about, going shopping, or doing something with Rafe, but this felt like nothing. And that was okay. You speak gently as you start to talk about your day as he was gone most of the day. So he sat. Listening to your rambles. He didn’t mind…no he adored it, he felt all the time he was getting into or doing shit, and it was alright to have you in his arms. He’d listen to you ramble on and on if he could.

You got distracted. Well if it was a cat. You had been baking a cake waiting for it to finish as you saw a stray cat that had been coming around. though was it really anymore with how much you fed it and gave it treats. As Rafe came in smelling something burnt, he immediately came into the kitchen not seeing you in there but the stove on. Yes, you were a bit…ditzy but come on…he opened the oven seeing the strawberry(burnt)cake then grabbing your pink mittens and taking it out quickly. He turned off the stove going to look for you, then seeing you in the garden “Darling-!” you called as you saw him “Did you forget about the stove?” he asked seriously “Oh!-I'm sorry I didn’t m-“you tried to finish your sentence before rage pulled you up by the arms “you can’t be just going outside to mess with a damn cat when you're doing something like that. you could’ve burned the house down.” Rafe fussed at you, your eyes widened and your lips slightly parted “o-oh I didn’t..I just…I forgot about it..” you pouted out a bit unserious seeming with how you looked. Then Rafe yelled at you, though not too loud, but the cat ran off “You can’t darling!-y..” he rubbed his face while sighing “You need to be more careful. I don’t need nothing happening, alright?” he spoke calming down a bit, he knew how you felt of loud yelling and screaming. You look down embarrassedly with those doe eyes, he really couldn’t be mad. he took your jaw into his hands gently kissing you “Got it?” “yeah..’

Whenever you were tired Rafe would bathe you, filling the tub with warm water and gently helping you in. You’d quietly sit in the water as he prepared the washcloth with soap(pink soap that you insisted on) “I'm going to start now…” he muttered softly while tying up your hair. He scrubbed your back, making sure not to be too rough. But he knew you’d let him know if it hurt. Plus he constantly asked…

“Doesn’t hurt too much darling..?” “Not rough, am I?” “I’ll be gentler..” when he’d wash you around your chest it was never lust. More like adoration. He’d worship your body any night he could. He loved how beautiful you were. Though aside from looks…rafe loved your sweet personality, your ditzy self though it was a bit..what’s the word…worrying sometimes.. how you loved him through all his bad shit. then he’d be distracted until you called out to him “Rafey?” “mhm?” you smile tiredly “You stopped…”

Rafe would lean down to kiss your neck, your nose scrunching as you closed your eyes and giggled. “what was that for?” you asked dazingly “Can’t love on my girl, hm?” when he’d help you get out the tub, rafe would pat you dry doing anything you wanted him to do. He knew that you had a specific routine and didn’t mind doing it. It meant you looked and smelled just how he liked.

He’d slip over a sheer babydoll cover over your body as he brushed your hair or rubbed lotion into your skin. Once he was finished he’d dress you into your matching pajamas nipping at your neck. You look down at him as he does so “I love you..” you muttered softly “Love you too mama.” you smile “I love you more.”

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Softened white lies

tender moments?not quite.

chapter two…now on the stage!

p.s

im now leaning into her being more of an introverted awkward person and very much hyperfixator(me core)

You messed with your lip as you flexed your jaw out. You were rearranging your labubu’s and all of your nendroid’s. You couldn’t decide between putting them by color or by style. You looked at the door as your father opens it “Get dressed.” you glance at him then look back at the bookshelf “Why. what are you making me do no-“ he cuts you off

“When I say to get ready, you listen. we’re going to the Cameron’s so dress decently. don’t put your toys and shit on your purse.” he spoke while slightly raising his voice then slamming the door shut. You felt as if you hadn’t done anything. You were just asking for god's sake. You planned on watching movies tonight. Your favorites. And now you had to go to dinner over there. After you had taken a shower and got your makeup on you slipped on your dress and a few accessories. You stuffed your bag with your essentials and some snacks then headed downstairs. Your father looked at your dress carefully “It’ll do.” he muttered watching your mother come out of the room. He slightly commented how your mother dressed properly ‘unlike you’. The ride was quiet. Even if he spoke to you, you just put in your headphones playing your music.

As you stepped out, Ward opened the door and greeted your father, you took out your headphones putting your phone and then in your purse. “there’s the soon to be bride.” he spoke to you, you smiled slightly though you didn’t really want to “mhm..” you step in quietly following your father and mother “why don’t you go find Rafe.” your mother spoke glancing at you for a moment. “oh..alright.” you didn’t even want to speak to him, you barely wanted to marry him. You’d just go find a room to sit in until called. Once roaming the halls you bump into Rafe’s chest, you look up at him “Oh um.sorry.” you speak softly as you mess with your nails now “Hm.” he spoke passing you, though stopping after a few steps “Are you coming.” “What?” “You're not actually staying here for dinner?” he scoffed “What are you talking ab-“ “Do you want to go to the beach,” he spoke like it was obvious. You look at the lights on in the main room “Fine.” Rafe grabs your hand leading you out the back door, he gets into the driver's side of the car not even opening the other door for you “Rude..” you muttered under your breath to yourself. You hopped into his jeep clutching your purse tightly out of nervousness

after riding for about 15 minutes as Rafe parked on this de of the road he spoke up “Stop clenching your purse so damn hard.” he muttered getting a gun out of the glove box. Your eyes widen biting your lip “I'm not shooting you, sweetheart.” he spoke putting it in his back pocket and then getting out. He came to your side opening the door. You step out almost scruffing up your boots. Rafe held your hand closing the door with the other “Now don’t go scruff up your boots.”

He walked you to the beach though before stepping in the sand he took your boots as you took them off, Then taking his own off. “I won’t.”you muttered the corners of your lips ever slightly going up. He smiled walking ahead of you to the shore, “mm.” and after that it was silence. You couldn’t tell if it was awkward or natural. Maybe Rafe could. But it was nice. The wind was nice. The soft sound of the wave over and over. You sit down quietly sitting the sand. Rafe goes out into the water for a few moments. You didn’t know what to say. But you felt you should say something. “do you like the beach,” you spoke quietly, but he couldn’t hear you. After about an hour you both get up going back to the car, Rafe slips your boots back onto your feet. Once you get in the car he goes on his side, glancing at you for a moment “Do you want something to eat.” “no…I um have snacks,” you speak pulling your purse into your lap. You quietly snack on some candy as you ride once more in silence.

Once getting back you both come in through the main hallway going to the main room your parents and his talking on the couches. “ah. You're both back.” your father called out then Ward spoke up “Good to see you both getting along.” On the way back you quietly put in your headphones your father in the background. Well until your mother reached to take them out “Are you listening? your father’s speaking.” “give them b-“ “You're going to listen.” your eyebrows furrow as you look at him in the rearview mirror as he clears his throat. “where did Rafe and you go.” he asked annoyed already you mess with the fabric of your dress “just went to the beach.” “for over an hour?” “he was in the ocean most of the time.” As you get into your room, you slip off your dress and other things getting ready to bathe. You look over at your phone as it pings, a message from Rafe, ‘You left some of your snacks in my car.’ You type out a responding message, you’ll just deal with it later ‘alright. Goodnight.” Rafe scoffed reading your message as he held the packaging of your snacks “She’s a dry texter..”

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softened white lies style analysis(before marriage)

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i wanted to make a lil style analysis for the swl reader just bcs the mood boards style , and her style that i’m currently writing for is kind of different!!

this section i feel like she’d wear just casually on like a little trip to the store or something like that. Her style is a mix of 60’s-70’s retro and mid 2000’s i feel like? but leaning more towards mid 2000’s with the shaping’s of 60’s-70’s

for more formal clothing, she’d be more cleaned up and more ‘feminine’ so to say but it’s leaning more so to the 60’s-70’s style. depending on the setting she’ll wear more faded/lighter colors or more bolder brighter ones when she feels comfortable too.

during bedtime she opts for more softer tones i feel like. she likes to feel pretty but doesn’t need to stand out as she mostly does. although she isn’t more toned down, it’s a more ‘natural look’ though she gets giddy at the most ‘childish’ things when in these clothes.

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solar’s disk’s and cd’s

readers

!cherry reader

!sensitive peony reader

!365 party girl reader

one shots

my k!nk is karma

series

softened white lies-in progress

i did it all for you!-on pause

requests are open!

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chapter one- softened white lies ・°

Why. Why’d you have to get married to rafe cameron? You barely knew him. You had only spokesman to each other at dinners your family had occasionally for each other. So why. Why were you trying on dresses in front of him?

You never imagined your wedding would be like this. God. You thought you’d just stay single and do what you do every day with your cat.now you can’t even take your cat with you. Your father said that if you didn’t have anywhere that isn’t Rafe’s house or his to put your…trinkets. So to say…he’d throw them out. Claimed you ‘needed to be an adult.’ Your father walked into the wedding dress boutique already pissed due that you were making a ‘fuss’ this morning. He was the one who took away your headphones. You couldn’t bear to his ramblings on the way and he just took them. You show him one of the dresses he had picked out “It’s nice. Covers you nicely,” he spoke bitterly, covered you nicely? It didn’t feel like any skin was showing “I don’t like the material. it's itchy.” you mutter out, rafe raises his eyebrow then looking at your father “Have it made with a different one.” he spoke “I need to go. I have a meeting, Rafe could you..take her home?” Rafe unfolded his legs as he got up“Yeah.. not a problem.” your father shook his hand “Nice meeting with you.” then he turned to you with a ‘behave.’ look on his face. Your eyes look to the side of you at Rafe, and you start to undress it wasn’t like you’d be naked. You had a bra and panties on. he smirked slightly seeing you “Is something funny?” you ask quietly, it wasn’t like you were shy. You just…didn’t care for talking. Or maybe the anxious part of it. “no..but you're not wearing that.” he spoke looking at the dress that was taken by the assistant “Well that’s not your ch-“ “I’ll get you a new dress. Just..tell a white lie to your father that you're wearing the other one, and I’ll buy both of 'em." He started walking over to a specific dress, he must’ve already walked the boutique while your father was choosing that god awful dress. “you’ll wear this.” Rafe graveled out, so you were getting out of the one your father picked..just to be picked ano-oh. It was the one you were looking at. “why this one..” you muttered “Because it’ll look nice on you.” After trying the dress Rafe had picked, the assistant took your measurements and your dressing was done.

As you both walked to his car he spoke up “I’ll bring you back to our house. Ward said that we need to start planning the ceremony.” your teeth sink into your lip ‘he and my father are the one’s who arranged this marriage..yet we’re the ones who have to plan everything?’ you thought to yourself. You step into the passenger side of his car, your key charms jingling causing Rafe to look down at your purse for a moment.

“you can just drop me off… We don’t have to do that today..” you spoke while getting onto your phone. “you expecting me to do everything then?” he asked while scoffing and cranking up the card “I didn’t… I didn’t mean it like that.” you muttered out while messing with your necklace. fuck..you really had to marry him? Sure he was attractive but it felt like you were just going to be something to keep nice and shown off? or something like that.

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softened white playings-an arranged marriage with rafe cameron

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a weird girl turned to a wife.

he just likes to keep you in the doll box, don’t forget to put them up after being used!

chapter one

chapter two

extra’s

style analysis (pre-marriage)

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⤷ ♡ DIVIDER DUMP ♡

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MY K!NK IS KARMA

rafe cameron x reader blurb

warnings

slight angst,karma,murd3r at the end

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Rafe broke up with you on a Tuesday. Just for some dumb bimbo girl. You gave him the best you could, you really did. And he kicked you out at that? Right after having sex with him the night before, god it was comical. You sat outside with your bags on the curb while smoking a cigarette. Not that you had much, he claimed since he paid for most of your stuff he'll keep it.

You tilt your head as you watch a car pull up a petite girl adorned in pink getting out. Rafe welcomed her in, scoffing as he saw you then closing the door back. "I need to stay with Verina.." you mutter about your friend. Thank god you had found a job and getting loads of hours, it might've tired you out but you found an apartment to rent. Plus you didn't have to work crazily anymore. You sat in your kitchen with Verina, she said she'd cook you dinner and bring it over. As you ate she cleared her throat speaking up "mm so rafe-"

"I don't fucking care, he can fuck that girl in the a-" she cut you off "Quiet. he's really fucking losing it. he moved back to tannyhill and that bimbo bitch he was with, she cheated on him with frat boy." she speaks while taking bites in between, she knew you loved karma. "its what he gets." you speak bitterly and so you listened around all the time about Rafe, it was amusing listening about shit he got into, he even fucking crashed his car.

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It had been 6 months.6 months since you last saw Rafe. And now he was at your doorstep. how'd he even get your address. "you look good." he muttered while smoking a cigarette. "what do you want." "I don't want nothin." god he even shaved his hair to a buzz. "then why are you here, Rafe." you no longer said it in that gentle tone. When you woke up early in the morning cuddling with him. "can I come in."

"Rafe, why would you ask me that shit?" he looked fucking drunk and high "You're high." you muttered out "Just go home." "darling, please? I.. you know I still love you-" and you slapped him. Then and there. You couldn't take it.

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Oh god. It felt so good. You wanted him to suffer more. That's why his warm blood was on your face. You stepped over his body. Like it was garbage. Oh god…oh god…oh godd!!! It felt like you were on fire, it was so fucking hot.

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everyone go read this if u want some extra trauma(yes i read the last few chapters while listening to good luck babe,so what?

──── SUGAR-COATED CHAINS ────

A series made by © cameronsbabydoll

Rafe Cameron never intended to keep her around for long. A man like him—ruthless, self-made, and cold to the core—doesn’t do attachments. He learned long ago that love is just a transaction, and for the right price, anything can be bought, even companionship. That’s why he agreed to the arrangement: he’d cover her expenses, spoil her with luxury, and in return, she’d be his—no strings, no complications.

But she’s young. Too young. Too soft, too idealistic, too… clingy. Rafe can see it in the way she looks at him, like he’s more than just the man funding her lifestyle, like he’s someone she could actually fall for. And that’s a problem.

She doesn’t understand that this is just an exchange. When she curls into his side after long nights, whispering that she misses him, he stiffens. When she pouts over his coldness, his absence, the way he keeps her at arm’s length, he almost wants to tell her the truth—that this was never meant to be real. But he doesn’t. Because she still comes back, no matter how much he pushes her away.

The angst is relentless. She wants more than he’s willing to give, and he resents her for it. He tells himself she’ll learn eventually, that she’ll stop expecting something deeper, that she’ll finally understand this is temporary. But the problem is… she never does. And maybe, just maybe, a small part of him doesn’t want her to.

Because despite everything, despite the way he claims she’s just a naive girl playing pretend in his world, he still lets her stay. And that means something—even if he refuses to admit it.

— ⟢ CHAPTERS

chapter one

chapter two

chapter three

chapter four

chapter five

chapter six

chapter seven

chapter eight

chapter nine

chapter ten

chapter eleven

chapter twelve

chapter thirteen

chapter fourteen

chapter fifteen

chapter sixteen

chapter seventeen

chapter eighteen

chapter nineteen

chapter twenty

epilogue

epilogue part two

— ⟢ EXTRAS

texts between them

over analysis on the line “he doesn’t know what those things mean to you, to your life. to your childhood.”

more texts between them

how would rafe react to her asking to get a job

how would rafe react if she wanted to go to college

hugs before work

breakfast with rafe

rafe and u meeting up with an older friend

princess movies

friendship problems

plushie introduction

introducing rafe to pinterest

birthday

how would rafe react to her not wanting kids

what kind of father is rafe

style evolution

what happened to her bsf?

does rafe genuinely care for her feelings?

is rafe religious in sugar-coated chains?

what would happen if rafe was distant with their kids? would she fight back?

rafe coming home late and not answering her phone calls

reader comparing rafe to ward and her father

does the reader ever cross the line?

her being interested in someone else

part two — confrontation

their sex life

how each of the kids were made

family distant

no one greeting rafe when he gets home

rafe reacting to the changes from her pregnancy

how their kids react to the type of husband rafe is

how does she retaliate?