#bf!rafecameron

[cal-flakes]

okay but imagine reader posting new swimsuit on her story but rafe makes her take it down 🤑🤑

╰┈➤ “delete it”

warnings: mean!rafe, toxic relationship, swearing.

summary: y/n knows exactly how to get rafe’s attention.

she sighed, scrolling mindlessly through her phone as she lay on her stomach, legs crossed behind her. it had been an hour, and she hasn’t heard from him yet, and that wasn’t like him, what was he doing?

swiping out of instagram, she checked her messages once again. delivered, the small text said below her last message. so he’s definitely got it, but he hasn’t opened it. petty, she thought.

rolling her eyes, she diverted her attention to the numerous shopping bags scattered around her bedroom floor, quickly jumping up with an idea. if he’s too stubborn to reply, this’ll surely get his attention.

pushing yesterdays argument with rafe out of her mind, she grabbed the smallest shopping bag, reaching in to retrieve one of the many bikini sets she’d purchased earlier that day.

she unraveled the white strings delicately, laying it out in her bed with a smirk on her face. oh, how he’ll hate this.

she hummed along to the quiet music sounding around her room as she tied the bikini strap around her neck, huffing as she positioned herself awkwardly to do so.

once all the strings were tied and adjusted to compliment her curves perfectly, she played around with the light dimmer before grabbing her phone.

opening instagram, her thumb pressed down on add to story, and situated herself seductively in front of the large expensive mirror. snapping a quick photo, and adjusting the contrast, she sighed in delete as she typed in a basic caption and posted it to her story. now we wait, she thought.

thirty minutes- or so, passed while she lounged around her room, having replaced the bikini with a comfortable pair of shorts, and one of his oversized graphic tee’s. by this time, she’d forgotten all about the post, focusing on her skincare routine as she pinned her hair back in preparation.

a quite shriek escaped her lips as the first hard bang landed on the door of her apartment, her frame jolting in fright.

gathering herself, she smirked slightly as she tip-toed to the door, listening for the usual torrent of abuse to fall from his mouth.

“open the fucking door y/n, i know you’re home!” his stern voice called, full of anger. she rested her back against the wall near the door, sure to keep her footsteps quiet. she knew what she was doing, and she knew it was wrong, but she missed him- and if this was her only way to see him, then so be it.

“i swear to god y/n i’ll put this fucking door through if you don’t let me in, now!” he yelled again, followed by three more loud raps, which echoed through her small home.

giving in, she pushed back off the wall, deciding she’d had her fun. “okay-okay! chill the fuck out dude!” she shouted, hastily padding over to the door and unlocking it.

she smiled sweetly at him as he stalked through the doorway, almost squaring up. “dude?- did you just call me dude?” he seethed, nostrils flaring as he towered above her.

“yeah? what’s the big deal?” she chuckled, nonchalant closing the door behind him before making her way past, launching herself onto the couch.

following suit, his heavy footsteps taunted hee as he rounded the couch, stopping between her legs to look down on her. “delete it” he spat, fists balled up either side of him. “delete what?” she cooed, twirling her hair as she looked up at him through her lashes. “you know what y/n, don’t play fucking dumb, it won’t work this time” he snapped.

“ugh, you’re no fun” she scoffed, rolling her eyes as she picked up her phone to unlock it. “no fun? you think being a little whore for the world to see is fun?”

gasping, she feigned offence as she held a hand up to her chest, mouth agape. “woah- that was rude, very uncalled for rafe..” she teased, smirking as she felt his eyes watching her while her fingers tapped away at the screen.

“see? all gone? you happy?” she laughed, tossing her phone back to its original spot on the couch. “oh, so you just do this shit to piss me off huh?” he sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration.

“well- see, i missed you, and you were being all stubborn and rafe-like because of yesterday, so what else was i supposed to do..” she muttered, delicately taking ahold of his hands to pull him onto the couch.

deflating, he allowed himself to fall into the spot next to her, his hands moving to her waist instinctively as she straddled him. “you drive me fucking insane y/n, i don’t even want to know what other stupid shit goes on in that little head of yours..” he groaned, throwing his head back as she cuddled into him.

“yeah, but you love me” she stated confidently, pressing soft kisses to his exposed neck. “mhm..” he hummed, pushing some stray hairs behind her ear.

[rafesveryrealgf]

Lavender Sunflower - Lights Out

Warning: kissing, Soft!rafe, insecure!reader, small argument, moody!reader, female!reader, cursing

You’d never been much of an insecure person. You were fairly happy with yourself most days. Of course there were some things you didn’t absolutely love about yourself some days but it never majorly affected you. That was until you got pregnant.

It was your first pregnancy. You were noticing so many changes with your body and you weren’t loving them. You felt selfish. Selfish for disliking — for not appreciating the body that was producing your baby and keeping him healthy. You never told Rafe about these thoughts because you knew he’d feel obligated to uplift you and you didn’t want that. But he absolutely had his suspicions. He just never brought it up because he didn’t want to make you feel worse about it.

Rafe laid sideways, leaning down a bit to kiss your stomach as you both laid in bed after a long day. You smiled down at him as he talked to your stomach, following his words with a few kisses here and there on your belly. Once he finished up his ‘talk’ he kissed his way up your stomach, eventually finding his lips on your neck, then your jawline.

“I love you, you know that?” Rafe murmured against your skin.

“I’d hope so.” You giggled, running your fingers through the dirty blonde strands that once sat on his forehead before you pushed them back to get a clear look at his beautifully structured face.

“Love everything about you.” He added, then continued to add some more kisses down your neck. “Carrying my son so perfect.”

You frowned at that. But Rafe didn’t notice. You didn’t think it was possible for him to love everything about you.

He lifted his head up when you said nothing back and began kissing the corner of your mouth before landing his lips on yours. And you, of course, kissed back, wrapping your arms around his neck, trying to get him as close as possible. He moved to fully hover on top of you, both of his hands now propped up beside either side of your head, making sure he didn’t put too much of his body weight on your belly. Rafe leaned up and pulled his shirt over his head before leaning his head back down and kissing you some more.

His tongue slid between your lips and before you could even muster up any words his hand was underneath your oversized shirt, palming your breast.

“Rafe,” you said softly.

“Hmm?” He answered, absentmindedly, too caught up in the moment.

“Hold on.” You leaned up a bit, making Rafe sit up. You rolled on your side and reached over to the lamp on the nightstand, turning it off.

The room went pitch black which is exactly what you wanted.

You didn’t even have to see Rafe’s face to know he was giving you a confused look.

“Why’d you do that?” He chuckled slightly, in confusion.

“Just because.” You laid back down and shrugged in the dark. You could still feel Rafe hovering over you.

“Hm. Weird.” He didn’t ponder on it for much longer before he began to nip at your skin once again.

“Why’s that weird?” You asked, your tone giving off a slight hint of attitude.

You didn’t exactly know why that had triggered you because he had every right to be confused, but it did. It could’ve been your hormones picking with your brain, but you wouldn’t admit that to Rafe.

Rafe was officially not in the mood anymore. He stopped what he was doing all together and moved back to his side of the bed.

“Nothing.” He replied. He got the hint that you weren’t in the mood for any smart replies. “Is there a reason you want the lights off? ‘Cause you’ve never wanted them off before.” He couldn’t help himself. He needed answers.

Of course there was a reason,

but you didn’t reply. You just rolled over on your side — Away from Rafe and pulled the blanket up to your chin. Rafe propped his head up on his folded arms that now laid behind his head.

Rafe was confused, but he made a mental note, long ago when you first got pregnant to never question your hormones. It never ends well for him.

When you didn’t respond for a while he sighed and shifted onto his stomach, placing his arms underneath his head, eventually falling asleep.

-

You and Rafe were supposed to go down to the beach with Alex and Topper soon. It was a usual thing you all did when you and Rafe had nothing to do on the weekend, but today you didn’t want to go. You felt even more shitty about yourself than you had last night.

You were staring at yourself in the body mirror, had been for at least ten minutes at this point — your bikini exposed your swollen belly and you hated that. Your bathing suit cover draped over your inner forearms so you could get a better look at yourself. You were on the verge of tears.

“You ready to go?” Rafe pushed open the bedroom door, You were caught off guard and swiftly put your cover up back on — as if he hadn’t seen every inch of your body a million times already.

He had no shirt on along with board shorts — more than ready to go to the beach. You had kept him waiting, coming up with some random excuse as to why he needed to leave the room while you changed into your bikini.

“You okay, baby?”

Rafe knew you all too well. You weren’t okay.

“I feel huge, Rafe.” You waddled over to the bed and plopped down on the edge.

“You’re carrying our baby inside of you, I think that’s normal.” He sighed and sat beside you on the bed, rubbing the small of your back to comfort you.

You didn’t respond, you only huffed and threw your head into your hands.

“I feel like shit.” You groaned, completely disregarding his previous words.

He noticed you had been off since last night but hadn’t mentioned it to avoid any arguments.

Rafe removed your hands from your face with his unoccupied one. “Is this what last night was about?” He questioned, worriedly.

You weren’t exactly sure how to tell him that you despised the body carrying his first born son, but he wasn’t an idiot. He knew something was up and you couldn’t lie to him, he’d see right through you.

You frowned at his words, hating how obvious it was that you were insecure about him seeing your body now.

You nodded, no longer having the energy to hide it from him.

Rafe shifted onto his knees in front of you and placed his hands on top of your exposed belly.

“Look at me,” he softly grabbed your chin and tilted your chin up to look at him. You closed your eyes at his touch. “The only thing you need to be worried about is that you and our son are healthy, the rest doesn’t matter.” He assured you, to which you nodded.

He was right. And you knew he was.

“You’ll always be the most beautiful girl I’ve ever laid my eyes on, Y/n.” He promised. His blue eyes stared intently into your eyes. A small, innocent, smile appeared on your lips.

Your eyes swelled up with tears at that, your hormones were getting the best of you. He eventually stood up and wrapped his arms around your neck as you hugged him around the waist. “I love you,” you murmured.

“And I love you,” he leaned down, planting a quick kiss to the top of your head. “Now get your sexy ass up, We’ve got places to be!” He exclaimed, jokingly, as he helped you stand up from the bed.

You laughed and did as told.

[l6ndry]

summer sun forever, rafe cameron

band au!rafe x fan!reader (SMAU)

IN WHICH . . . one of the biggest warnings among celebrities is to avoid falling for a fan. rafe clearly does not consider this when he first notices his self proclaimed number one fan, you.

navigation: part 01 | part 02

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rafecameron

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amora speaks: hii!!! this is my first time writing a fic.. i hope u like this LOLLL rafe's a little dry rn but i swear he'll get better. also inspired by all the smau's ive seen on tumblr recently !!! i havent seen s4 part 2 yet no spoilers plz 😢

[yoursweetestbunny22]

Moodboard ୨ৎ [ Neighbors to lovers]

Kook!pink princess!reader x bf!RafeCameron

[dreamypeaches]

rating things my bf has said to me during seccs | jj maybank x reader

summary: you jump on the tik tok trend of rating things your boyfriend, jj maybank, has said to you in bed

warnings: SMUT, cursing, pure filth 

word count: 1k

a/n: this trend is wild and i love it. i want to make one for every obx character, so let me know who you want to see next!!

pope rafe kie sarah topper kelce

“fuck you’re s0ak3d”

10/10

-stating the obvious

-thank you for noticing

JJ had you pressed against the door of the bedroom. His hands had a firm grasp on your hips while his lips devoured yours. You clung to him for dear life, fingers tangled in his blonde locks as you pulled him closer. Playing with the waistband of your shorts, he pulls away to look at you.

“Do you want to do this?” He asks. You groan and nod your head. The teasing touch at your waistband already driving you mad.

“Yes! Just fucking touch me already, Maybank.”

He smirked at you, unbuttoning your shorts and fingers diving straight to your core. The tips of his thumb brushes your clit while the rest of his fingers slide through your folds.

“Fuck, you’re soaked.” He moans.

“yes ma’am”

13/10

-made me feel like i was in control

-i wasn’t

You are a whimpering mess beneath JJ. Ankles hooked over his shoulder, he’s set a hard, driving deep into you with each thrust, but agonizingly slow pace. You mewl as he slowly pulls out of you again. Trying to buck your hips into his to quicken the pace. JJ shakes his head at you, holding your hips down and starting to move even slower. You groan and glare under hooded eye lids.

“J, please…” You whimper.

“What do you want, princess?” He asked, smirking down at you.

“Faster. Please, JJ, just fuck me already.”

He pulls out completely, tip barely nudging your entrance. His eyes become dark, clouded with lust.

“Yes ma’am.” He says before driving into you, pounding into you at an ungodly pace.

“you’re so f*cking sexy”

9/10

-why thank you

-makes me feel confident

-basic

Your chest heaved as you came down from your third orgasm of the night. JJ sits back on his knees between your legs, lips and chin glistening from your juices, and gazes down at your fucked out figure.

“You’re so fucking sexy” He groans, running his hand up and down your thigh as it continues to shake in little aftershocks. Butterflies explode in your stomach at your words and you smirk up at him, cheeks heating up slightly.

“Damn right I am,” You giggle, voice hoarse from moaning. He smirks back and grips your thighs harder, flipping you onto your stomach.

“Watch your pretty mouth, baby.” He whispers in your ear, lining himself up with your pussy.

“get on top and prove it”

100/10

-i love a challenge

-i did indeed prove it

JJ hovers over you, one hand supporting him while the other snakes under your shirt to massage your breast and play with your nipple. The make out session continues on, getting hot and heavy until you are removed of all clothing, JJ still in his boxers as he hovers fully over you. Feeling confident, you push JJ away for a moment.

“Y’know, J, as much as I love getting fucked by you, I think I could make you scream my name if you let me ride you.”

JJ’s jaw drops, not used to this more dominant side of you. He recovers quickly and smirks, flipping onto his back and patting his lap.

“Get on top and prove it.”

Safe to say you did indeed prove it, making JJ see stars as you ground your hips into his and rode his dick until you both came hard.

“you like that princess?”

20/10

-i most certainly do

-please continue

-makes me moan

You’re on your knees in front of JJ as he sits on the bed. His dick is halfway down your throat as you bob your head, JJ’s head thrown back as he lets out curses under his breath. Pulling off of his cock, a string of spit connect your lips to his red tip. You continue to stroke him as you look up at him from under your eyelashes. One of his hands wraps in your hair and he slaps your cheek lightly with the other one.

“Open up, sunshine,” He says. You do as your told and the hand in your hair pushes you down to meet his dick. He controls your movements, making your eyes water as you gag on his cock, and you love it.

“You like that princess?” He asks and you moan around his cock, making him smirk. “Yeah, you like it when I fuck your pretty little mouth.”

Yes. You definitely did.

“I love you so much. you’re so beautiful”

infinity/10

-makes me feel loved and special

-i get all fuzzy inside

-makes sure i know he truly loves me

The night breeze filters in through the window JJ had snuck into not long before. The gentle wind wraps around the pair of you, holding you just as tight as JJ holds you as you rock your hips against him. Your chests are flush together, JJ peppering open mouth kisses across your throat while you throw your head back in bliss.

His hands are splayed across your back, helping you pick up the pace. He detaches from your neck, looking up at you, absolutely stunning in the moonlight like the goddess you were.

“I love you so much. You’re so beautiful.” He whispers. You smile down at him and caress his cheek, trying to avoid the large bruise adorning his face. Leaning down, you’re lips mold together like puzzle pieces, perfectly matched.

“I love you too,” You whisper back.

“you’re mine”

100/10

-yes i am

-love my possessive man

-made sure everyone else knew too

You scream as JJ relentlessly pounds into you. His hand grasps your neck from behind, pushing you down face first into the bed.

“You think you’re so cute flirting with him in front of me, huh?” He snarls, slapping your ass. You simply moan in response, noise muffled by the pillow your face was shoved in. He slaps you ass again, harder, and you screams.

“You’re mine,” He growls, slapping you again before pulling you up slightly and leaning down so his mouth is by your ear. “I’m gonna make sure you don’t forget it.”

He bites down on the juncture between your neck and shoulder, leaving a dark mark. You knew there were several more already littering your body, and you’d have more by the time the night was over.

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[starkeyboy]

no towel ° rc

requested by: @clemscult

the tik tok trend where the girl drops the towel in front of her bf or husband.

(gif: @rafecameron)

i got out of the shower and quickly put a towel around me. i looked at my phone for a second and saw my tik tok app, quickly remembering that i wanted to that trend where you drop your towel in front of your boyfriend/husband. i smirked knowing that rafe was playing video games on his pc and would be caught off guard.

i peeked through the room to him throw his head back in anger meaning he died.

“hey babe,” i called to him, loosening the town around my chest. he only hummed and didn’t even spare a glance at me.

“baby,” i said again.

“what?” he said this time but still not turning around.

“bubba, you have to look at me to hear what i have to say,” i whined out. he let out a tiny groan but turned around anyways. he quickly covered the groan up with a cough seeing me fully on display.

“shit, baby, the things you do to me,” he said looking me up and down. he turned around, shutting off his pc and quickly getting up.

“what about your friends,” i smirked. he shook his head and grabbed my hand, leading me to our room.

“i don’t give a fuck,” he grumbled. i laughed but i was thrown on the bed, rafe hovering over me.

“don’t make me iky, i just took a shower,” i pointed a finger at him. he smiled and leaned down to kiss me.

“that just gives me a reason to take one with you this time.”

[cal-flakes]

thinking about waking rafe up by softly kissing his neck and jaw, and then just spending the morning in bed covering each other in gentle kisses

╰┈➤ morning kisses (blurb)

warnings: just fluff.

summary: y/n can’t get back to sleep when she wakes up too early, so the only choice is to make rafe get up as well.

quiet huffs left her nose as she tossed and turned beside his exposed body. too hot, too cold, too tired but can’t sleep. it went on and on. she’d woken up around six that morning, for no apparent reason, but unfortunately she’d decided to check the time, tricking her mind into thinking it was time to get up.

so there she lay, for two hours, desperate for more sleep, yet to no avail. another half hour had passed when she decided she’d had enough, and if she was going to be awake, so was he.

grinning to herself, she shuffled closer to his warm body as he lay surrounded by pillows and blankets, gentle snores pouring out of his mouth.

“rafe..” she whispered as she trailed a soft thumb over his jaw, soon pressing light kisses along the chiselled bone. she giggled as he let out a sleepy groan, yet leant into her touch.

her eyes lit up as his opened for a split second, soon frowning as they fluttered shut again. “no…wake up!” she whined, prodding his cheek. “shh..” he grumbled, pressing a lazy finger to her lips as he rolled over, suffocation her as he threw his other arm over her face.

gasping for air, she wriggled out of his grip, coming nose to nose with him. “it’s time to get up now, wakey wakey!” she laughed, sticking her tongue out to reach his nose.

“it’s so early baby, go back to sleep..” he sighed, furrowing his brows as he glanced at her through squinted eyes. “i’ve been awake for hours! it’s so lonely all by myself!” she wailed exasperatedly before moving from beside him to straddle his waist.

she continued to prod his face while his hands instinctively searched for a grip on her waist. “c’mon, c’mon, c’mon!” she groaned, tugging the blankets away from him.

“if you don’t get up right now, i will cry!” she threatened, pouting at him as his lips folded into a hazy smile. meeting her eyes, his smile widened as he saw the way her lips stuck out in desperation.

“ok-okay! i’m up..” he huffed, shuffling further up the bed to rest against the headboard. she beamed at him in delight as her hands traced patterns on his buff chest. “yay!” she squeaked, squeezing his torso with her legs.

yawning, he stretched his arms out before folding them behind his head. “you hungry baby?” he asked groggily, the slight morning rasp in his voice causing her insides to flutter. humming in response, she shuffled closer to him, essentially straddling his chest while he rubbed gentle circles into the exposed skin below his oversized t-shirt she’d worn to sleep the night before. “what d’you wanna eat sweetheart?”

“hmm..” her face twisted in thought as she jokingly stroked her chin. “pancakes?” she suggested giddily. “you want pancakes? what kind?”

“i think just lemon and sugar today..”

“okay angel, c’mon” he cooed, using his strength to pick the two of them up off the bed, gripping her thighs as she wrapped her arms around her neck.

“you’re the best rafey..” she mumbled, feeling a sudden wave of tiredness wash over her as he made his way down to the kitchen, her head buried in the crook of his neck.

“i know princess…”

[cal-flakes]

hi, was wondering if you could do an blurb about reader being buzzed at a party and rafe taking care of her🤎

╰┈➤ rafe looking after y/n at a party

warnings: alcohol use, swearing, descriptions of vomit.

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her eyes fell on the floor as the overwhelming chatter circled around her head as her mouth watered ever so slightly. she was so far gone, she’d forgotten how long she’d been waiting for her boyfriend to come back with another round of drinks. drumming her fingers against the table, her eyes widened as an sickly sensation grew in her stomach. “fuck..” she whispered, pushing herself away from the empty table — not so steadily. a shaky hand felt it’s way to her stomach as y/n drunkenly barged her way through the groups of teens littering topper’s house.

“‘scuse- excuse me!” she yelped, swatting the back of the person blocking her path to the bathroom. “what the he— y/n?” a cool voice started, their tone quick to mellow as they turned towards the girl. “rafe? rafe, i don’t feel good..” she uttered, stumbling towards him before she tripped pathetically into his chest.

his eyes widened, taking in her pale complexion. he moved hurriedly down the hallway as his grip tightened around her, ushering people out of the way.

“c’mon baby, i got you m’kay?” he cooed as he helped her kneel before the toilet, subtly kicking the door shut with his heel, not wanting her subjected to the embarrassment of puking at a party. “ra-rafe.. i hate feeling sick” she cried, tears gathering along her watering as she choked and retched— her shaky fingertips desperately brushing her hair away.

“i know— i know, it’s okay.. m’here with you..” he sighed, rubbing his thumb gently against the back of her hand as his spare one worked a makeshift ponytail in her hair.

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a/n: hi hi hi! i’m sorry it’s so short, it’s my first piece in a while and i wanted to start of slow. i’ve missed you guys so so so much <33

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“he’ll never come near you again, i’ll make sure of it” with dealer!rafe

love ur work sm🤍

╰┈➤ prompt nineteen, dealer!rafe

warnings: sensitive content! mentions of a gun, domestic abuse (not from rafe) , threats to life, swearing.

“rafe!” she called breathlessly down the phone as her vision began to go foggy, blocked by tears and a lack of oxygen at the hands of her father. “he’s not here you fucking slut” he spat as he landed a cracking smack across her face. for a moment she began to lose hope, convincing herself that she may have dialled the wrong number as she heard nothing back before everything went dark.

seconds, minutes, maybe even hours go by before she came back around, suddenly up and alert at the commotion happening before her. despite her vision still blurry, the sounds and voices around her told her everything she needed to know. “don’t you ever, ever! lay a fuckin’ finger on her again, you hear me?” rafe’s seething voice yelled while an unfamiliar hand snaked around her, causing her to jump forward.

“hey, it’s just me lil’ lady, aight? we got you, c’mon..” barry drawled as he helped her to her feet before guiding her out of the house, at the last second her eyes cleared, exposing her to the nasty sight of rafe, holding a gun to her -now bloody- fathers forehead. “nah mamas’ don’t you be looking at that, you don’t wanna see that..” barry spoke again as he used his strength to help her father outside and into the car.

“please, just get rafe..” she croaked as she wiped her face with the back of her hand, noting the dried blood and tears now smeared across her skin. nodding, barry quickly buckled her in before dashing back inside, soon returning with a heaving rafe, jaw ticking away furiously.

sliding into the back seat, barry watched as rafe carefully entered the drivers side, cautious of spooking her with any sudden movements.

very few words were shared on the ride back to their home, the silence instead filled with sniffles and sighs while rafe’s bloodied hand rested on her thigh. upon arrival, both rafe and barry made an effort to get her inside as quickly as possible, careful not to knock into her and cause further pain.

“i’ll be back in a minute sweetheart, m’kay?” rafe cooed as he helped her out of her dishevelled clothes, tentatively replacing them with some comfortable pyjamas. his hardened features fell as she stared up at him from her spot in the bed, her eyes holding all the pain and suffering he couldn’t even begin to imagine. “please don’t leave..” she whimpered, desperately grasping at the last place that held his hands warmth as he pushed off from the bed.

sighing, he turned away quickly as tears brimmed along his waterline. “bare! bring some water up for me, alright man?” he called, accidentally startling her as she shrank further into the covers. “shit, m’sorry angel, barry’s bringing some water, you just get comfortable, m’kay?” he assured her, slipping into the bed beside her, pulling her head onto his chest gently.

“please don’t go anywhere..” she plead, tears falling silently from her eyes, wetting his already dirty shirt. “m’not going nowhere baby..” he sighed, squeezing her arm.

the pair waited in a comfortable quietness, the only sounds being her sobs while barry made his way up the stairs, water and painkillers in hand. “thanks man, you let yourself out yeah?”

exchanging nods of goodbye, rafe allowed himself to shuffle further under the covers as he cradled her head in his arms.

“he’ll never come near you again, i’ll make sure of it..”

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promt 32 with dealer rafe n bimbo reader

╰┈➤ prompt thirty-two, dealer!rafe

warnings: light swearing, mentions of drugs, fluff.

giggling to herself, she fidgeted with the hem of the oversized t-shirt covering her as she skipped through the living room, a search for her boyfriend ensuing. “rafe?” she called, looking around the empty room, brows furrowed. “yeah baby?” he called back. sighing in relief, she padded eagerly through to the kitchen, her eyes widening at the scene in front of her.

rafe sat at the kitchen island, shirtless, as he crouched over the pile of white resting on the scales, delicately going back and forth between little plastic bags to fill and weigh them. upon her arrival, he slouched back against the chair, a grin on his face as he met her eyes.

“you look nice” he smirked, noting her lack of underwear when she shuffled round to his side, allowing him to cup her behind with a strong hand. “thank you..” she smiled, placing her forehead on his chest. “so, you know how you love me?”

“oh god, what do you want?” he sighed playfully, pulling away to glance at her hopeful eyes for a second, soon returning to the tedious task that littered his kitchen island. she gasped quickly, holding a hand up to her heart jokingly. “who said i wanted something?” y/n frowned, folding her arms over her chest. “do you not want something?” he retorted, blue eyes fixed on the scales in front of him.

“well i-” she started, grimacing at being caught out, but she couldn’t lie to him. “exactly. so, what is it sweetheart?” he asked again, this time more expectant as he swivelled the chair round to stare at her, unintentionally making her knees weak as he did.

“i just wanted to ask if you would come to get some ice cream with me?” she asked sheepishly, giving him her best cheesy grin as she fiddled with her fingers.

sighing, rafe gestures to the mess in front of him. “i’ve got a lot of shit to do, maybe later yeah?” he suggested, waiting for the crocodile tears.

“please?” she begged, now pouting up at him as she bat her lashes, knowingly making him feel a bit guilty. “shit..” he muttered to himself while he looked between her and the small piles on the table. “stop, you know i can’t say no to you, especially when you look like this..” he groaned, cradling his own head as he mentally cursed her for knowing how to get him exactly where she wanted.

“so is that a yes?” she squeaked hopefully. “that’s a yes angel..” he nodded, chuckling as she suddenly scampered back through the kitchen, away to get dressed.

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╰┈➤ cigarettes out the window

warnings: swearing, angsty themes, drug use.

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“my girl liddy used to always smoke, cigarettes when she couldn’t sleep„

“rafe? what are you doing?” she mumbled, her feet padding lazily against the wooden floor of the balcony as she rubbed her groggy eyes. “shit..” he mumbled, fumbling around quickly, hoping the dark sky was enough to shield him from her glare as he slipped the half empty bag into his back pocket. “why are you out here?” she asked again, this time stepping closer while the cool air left goosebumps along her exposed legs.

“i just— uh, i couldn’t sleep..” he lied, turning away as he sniffled, subtly wiping away the excess lingering on his nostrils. sighing, she shuffled towards him, arms outstretched— utterly oblivious to the powdery residue left on the glass table. “c’mon, come back to bed..”

“yeah, just uh— gimme a minute, alright?” he asked, nodding gratefully as she gave him a small smile before heading back inside.

his head whipped around the door frame, ensuring she was gone before rushing back over to the table, pulling out a very, very used credit card. his eyes flitted to and from the door as he hurriedly scraped together the remains of his last bag, scooping them onto the edge of the plastic card before holding it up to his nose, throwing his head back in delight as he felt the granules brush against his skin.

“she’d disappear for an hour and a half, and when she’d come back she’d brush her teeth„

“hey topper, have you seen rafe?” she smiled sweetly, holding her own arms in comfort as her eyes searched the party for him. “shit man, i haven’t seen him in a while actually— if you find him, tell him i gotta speak to him” topper called back, struggling to hear over the thumping music. “oh, okay— yeah i’ll tell him” she sighed, watching him disappear into the crowd before scurrying upstairs, still searching.

“hey—sorry, have you seen rafe?” she asked politely, soon frowning as the group of girls shook their heads. turning away, y/n’s features contorted as an eruption of giggles assaulted her ears, quickly whipping back round, she met their pitiful looks.

mentally cursing the flight risk himself, she continued rattling numerous door handles until she reached the end of the corridor, where the bathroom was. using her knuckles, they turned white as she banged aggressively on the door, rapidly losing her patience.

“but i could still smell it on her raggedy tee, and taste it on her lips when we kissed”

y/n yawned incessantly as she floated about tannyhill, taking advantage of rafe’s family’s absence as she played housewife— tidying where she could, cooking dinner for the both of them, as well as doing the laundry. oh, how she loved when the cameron’s went on holiday.

sighing, she rested the plastic laundry basket on her hips while she headed back downstairs, thankful for rafe’s washing hamper being nearly empty. y/n hummed to herself as her sandals clicked against the marble flooring of the kitchen, swiftly moving passed the island, through to the laundry room.

rummaging through the numerous garments, she sorted them by colour before emptying out the pockets of his clothes, vividly remembering the time she’d accidentally left twenty bucks in one his pockets, essentially ruining his favourite shorts.

the rustle of plastic pierced her ears, quickly intriguing her as she disregarded an old hoodie, setting it aside to pick up the culprit— a pair of blue suit pants, worn to that years midsummers. y/n relished in the memory for a moment, remembering the way she giggled as he spun her around, whispering sweet nothings into her ear all night.

smiling to herself, she slid her hands into the left back pocket, soon frowning as she came up empty— yet quickly moved to the other. “a-ha!” she smirked, listening to the satisfying rustle as she moved her hands around, before sliding her fingers between the hem, reaching for whatever rubbish he’d left in his pocket.

her mouth quickly fell agape as she pulled out the plastic bag, filled with white powder. “what the hell?” she muttered to herself, tossing aside the expensive trousers as she stood up properly.

“poor little liddy used to always quit, but she never really quit, she’d just say she did„

“are you fucking kidding me right now?” she shrieked, slamming the door behind her as her heels clicked angrily through the house, storming up to his room. “what the fuck?” he snapped, taken back by her dramatic entrance as he lay comfortably in his bed, suddenly startled.

“pope saw you trying to score coke from barry again, what the hell rafe? i thought we talked about this?” she wailed, tossing her bag aside, her previous friday night mood dissipating rapidly.

“pope— what the hell are you talking to him for?” he retorted, shaking his head in feigned confusion. “never mind why i was talking to pope, why are you going back on how good you’ve been doing?” she seethed, her frame jittery from anger. “well your little friend—pope, is a fucking liar, i’ve been here all day, being a good little boy like your psychotic brain wants me to be!” he bellowed, pushing off from the bed to face her fully, quickly towering over her.

“oh, psychotic? fucking psychotic, really? are you serious right now?” she cried, tears brimming along her mascara coated lash line as she glared up at him, struggling to stay strong beneath his intimidating gaze.

the tension in the room could be cut with a blunt knife as they both fell silent, glaring at each other. “you know what, empty your pockets— c’mon” she spoke, ushering him to turn them out as his eyes widened. “i’m not— you’re fucking insane” he spat, turning away from her.

“don’t turn your back on me rafe, i’m trying to help you!” she cried, pleading. “i don’t want your fucking help” he sneered, sitting back on the bed. her bottom lips quivered as she watched him, taking note of his unmoving gaze.

“you don’t want— okay, fine. have it your way” she spat back, rushing to grab her bag before storming out, slamming his bedroom door behind her.

hot tears flooded her flushed face as she rushed downstairs, heartbreak pooling in her stomach as her chest tightened.

“y/n?” a soft voice called, laced with concern. turning back, she smiled weakly as she met rose’s eyes. “i’m sorry, i’m so sorry— i tried, i really tried” she sobbed, falling into the woman’s outstretched arms. “i know sweetie, i know” she cooed, stroking the girls tangled hair.

“i love him so much rose, but i just can’t do it anymore— he doesn’t care” y/n cried as she pulled away, sniffling. “he does care sweetheart, i could go on forever about how much that boy loves you, but he’s not himself, and you shouldn’t have to put your life on hold for someone like that”

“we’ll find moonlit nights strangely empty„

his chest tightened as his bottom lip trembled, tossing and turning restlessly through the night. “fuck..” he muttered, abruptly throwing the covers aside, allowing him to slide out from the bed, grabbing his phone before quickly making his way through to the main balcony.

he’d never longed for warmth so bad he couldn’t sleep, all these emotions were so unfamiliar. but all he knew— was that he had to get out of that bed, out of those sheets. the same sheets he’d stuffed in the washing machine numerous times, desperately trying to rid the material of the smell. the smell of artificial strawberry, and coconut shampoo, her smell. it had invaded his senses every night since she left.

“just do it— man up” he snapped at himself, smacking himself lightly as he ran a shaky hand through his disheveled hair, brushing back the curtains lingering in his eyeline.

shaking his head frustratedly, he reached for his phone before laying back against the cushioned chair, his chest heaving in anticipation.

his vision grew cloudy with salty tears as his thumb tapped away at the screen, scrolling through his contact.

“because when you call my name through them, there will be no answer„

hot tears streamed down her flushed cheeks while she clutched the soaked covers, stained with numerous weeks worth of tears. she shook her head as the incessant buzzing on her nightstand overwhelmed her, yet she couldn’t help but watch— watch the light fall from her screen as he seemingly gave up, probably shaking with anger as she let him go to voicemail, again.

“i’m sorry..” she whispered, hoping the bond they shared still lingered, carrying her message to him through the cloudy sky looming over kildare.

his head fell into his hands as he groaned, quickly scrambling to the floor, gathering the pieces of his now smashed phone, holding them gentle in his hands like a piece of his own heart. “i’m so sorry y/n..”

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hiii! congrats on 1.5 k <3

could you please do prompt 9 with dealer!rafe <3

╰┈➤ prompt nine, dealer!rafe

warnings: just fluff.

groaning weakly, y/n stirred as she lazily felt around for him in the sheets, coming up empty, she opened her groggy eyes, wincing at the sudden throbbing attack in her head as she sat up slightly. “rafe..” she croaked, hoping the squeak was loud enough to hear.

humming to herself, she sighed heavily when he didn’t appear in the door way, going against his wishes and hauling herself out of the comfort of their bed. “shit..” she whispered as the empty feeling she’d complained about that morning soon returned.

sniffling, she used the furniture decorating the wall closest to the door for support, feeling her way out of the room as she struggled to keep her eyes open. “rafe” she whimpered again, yet no answer.

her legs ached and trembled as she stumbled down the stairs, holding onto the railing for dear life as she neared the bottom. her eyes flitted around the foyer as she regathered her strength before setting off towards the kitchen, disregarding her search for rafe as the emptiness of her stomach ate away at her.

she rummaged through the cupboards, brows furrowed, when his heavy footsteps could be heard through the house, closing in on her.

“sweetheart, what are you doing?” he sighed while he lingered in the doorway, staring at her pitifully. “hungry..” she muttered, squeezing her eyes shut as she turned to face him, a painful throb shooting through her temple as she moved to fast. “you’re not well, go back to bed” he ordered, swiftly moving to her side to guide her back upstairs. “i need to eat something..”

“i will make you some soup, m’kay? please go back to bed before you hurt yourself..” he hugged, placing a gentle arm around her.

“i don’t want to go to bed, i want to be with you..” she whispered, tears of self pity brimming along her waterline. “where do you want to be baby?”

“the couch, please..” she cried, blinking back the tears pooling in the corner of her eye. “okay, you go lie down, i’ll get you a blanket and make you some soup, yeah?”

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Can we have more with Milo, please?? Like maybe when they got him. Rafe being indifferent to the puppy/dog but secretly loving him. 🐶🥺

╰┈➤ “you’re jealous of a dog?” (blurb)

warnings: light swearing, just fluff.

summary: rafe regrets his decision of getting his girlfriend a puppy.

“awe c’mon, it’s my turn!” rafe whined, pouting as he fell back against the couch, watching in disdain as y/n fussed over the puppy in her lap, letting him climb all over her. “be patient, he’s just a little guy who loves his mama..” she teased, cradling the small animal in her arms.

“m’gonna give him back..” rafe groaned, pushing himself off the couch to reach for one of the numerous chew toys y/n had been out to buy. “milo, c’mere!” he spoke, patting his knee to get the puppy’s attention. “seriously?” he sighed, discarding of the toy when it did him no favours.

“he’s sleepy, let him sleep..” y/n cooed, stroking between the dogs eyes gently as they fluttered shut. “this isn’t fair, i get a dog, and he doesn’t even like me! and, he’s stealing you away from me!”

“you’re jealous of a puppy?” y/n scoffed, giggling as she looked between the two enemies. rafe pouted dramatically as he shuffled closer to y/n, resting his head on her chest slowly, careful not to wake milo up.

unfortunately for him, the puppy noticed immediately, suddenly jumping up to bark weakly at rafe, earning yet another groan. “he won’t even let me hug you! see, i cannot let this slide, we gotta take him back!”

“you dare try and make me part with this angel!” y/n gasped, rolling her eyes at rafe’s ridiculousness as he sat back, continuing to sulk.

feeling accomplished in his mission to shoo rafe away, milo huffed proudly before returning to his cozy spot on y/n’s chest.

“that should be me..”

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Hey! Can you do Dealer!Rafe and “did he hurt you?”

also congrats on 1.5k!! We ❤️ you!!

╰┈➤ prompt four/eighteen, dealer!rafe

warnings: light swearing, mentions of a gun, implied violence. authors note: killing a couple birds with one stone as SO many of you wanted 18 + 4! I loved writing this, stan protective rafe <3

y/n’s hands rubbed against her arms as she lingered on topper’s porch, awaiting her knight in shining armour. the cool kildare breeze left goosebumps in it’s wake as she shifted nervously back and forth. every minute after the phone call felt like an hour until she heard the brakes of the familiar range rover screech to a halt outside the house.

before she had a chance to get in, he was already jumping out, stalking over to her. “rafe..” she muttered in a shaky breath, snaking her arms around him. “c’mere, tell me what happened sweetheart” he whispered, resting his head on top of hers as he eyed the lingering party goers, watching as they whispered and gossiped amongst themselves about him.

“some-some guy, i’ve never seen him before, but he- he cornered me when i was getting a drink..”

“and..” rafe interjected, waiting for the final blow, the final words that would set him off on a blind rage. “and he- well, i told him i had a boyfriend, and he didn’t like that so-”

“did he hurt you?” rafe growled, suddenly pulling away from the embrace to inspect her exposed skin, his eyes landing on the expanding purple splotch decorating her shoulder. “he pushed me when i tried to get away, i fell into the wall..” y/n muttered sheepishly, swiftly placing her hands on his chest. “but please, rafe, deal with it tomorrow? i just want to go home, with you..” she plead, using her best efforts to steer him back towards the car.

“you know i can’t let him get away with that angel..” rafe huffed, eyes fixed on the open doorway of topper’s house, silently wishing for the boy to come outside, unaware of what was waiting for him.

“i know, but what would one more day hurt? please?” she asked again, watching as his eyes flitted to her pouting lips.

exhaling deeply, he ran a hand over his buzzed head as he nodded, placing a protective arm around her waist before guiding her to the passenger side of his car.

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dealer rafe stroking readers hair when she’s stressed

heavy on this rn cause this is all i need.

╰┈➤ comfort with dealer!rafe

warnings: hurt/comfort, just fluff tbh.

summary: y/n has a bad day and just needs rafe to hold her.

she sniffed as she heard him close her front door, his heavy footsteps hurriedly making their way to her room where she lay drowning in the covers of her bed, tear stained. “angel?” he cooed breathlessly, a lingering reminder of his quick journey, having dropped everything to comfort her after hearing the heartbreaking sounds of her whimpers through the phone.

she felt guilty enough for interrupting his meeting with barry, nevermind unintentionally making him come over.

the creases on his forehead softened at the sight of her quivering frame beneath the covers, her manicured hands clutching the material as she peaked her head out. “oh, sweet girl, what happened?” he muttered, rushing to her side.

shaking her head, she simply shifted the blankets away from her face, exposing her flushed cheeks, covered in the crust of her dried tears. “baby, what happened? did someone upset you?” he asked quickly, his tone suddenly changing at the thought.

struggling to catch her breath, she began to stutter. “angel if someone’s upset you, you need to tell me” he pushed more sternly.

her head shook frantically this time, deflating his fleeting anger. “no-nobody’s upset me rafe, i just- just had such an awful day” she whimpered, shuffling closer to his upright figure, nuzzling her head into the side of his leg as his hand cupped her cheek.

“why was today so bad my love? i thought you were working today?” he queried, pushing some stray hairs away as he moved to stroke her tangled hair. “i was- i was at work, and it- it was just so busy, and people were getting frustrated with me and it was just all too much..” she rambled, her chest heaving as she lost herself in the re-appearing feelings from a few hours prior.

“shh, calm down. i’m here now m’kay?” he cooed. “move along baby, let me get in..” he whispered, shooing her away for a moment to slip underneath the covers before pulling her weight back onto him, holding her head against his chest.

she sighed into his shirt as she held him tightly, afraid he’d disappear if she let go. “you wanna talk about what happened?”

“no, i just want you to hold me, please..” she croaked weakly, tears threatening to spill as the love between them coursed through her like an emotional overdrive.

“okay baby, whatever you want..” he whispered, resting his chin on top of her head as he continued raking his fingers through her hair.

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hi!! i love your account 💖💖💖 i was thinking about a scenario where dealer!rafe tries to impress your parents/meeting them for the first time and he's trying to be tough but he's lowkey so nervous LOL!!

╰┈➤ dealer!rafe meets y/n’s parents

warnings: mentions of a gun, mentions of drug dealing, light swearing.

summary: rafe’s a little nervous meeting y/n’s parents for the first time.

“baby, you look amazing, stop stressing..” she cooed as she cupped his cheeks with her warm hands. “i know- i know, i just want to make a good impression, y’know?” he sighed, exhaling deeply as he adjusted his collar in the mirror.

“of course rafe, but they’ll love you, you don’t need to worry” she stated assuringly as she stroked the back of his buzzed head, trailing her hand down his clothed back. her forehead creased and her brows furrowed slightly as she felt a unfamiliar bulge in the back of his waistband.

lifting the back of his suit jacket, she gasped disapprovingly as she pulled out the tucked object. “seriously, you were going to bring your gun?” she huffed, exasperated as she placed it carefully in the draw of the hallway dressing table. shrugging, he turned to face her with an amused grin. “just incase..” he hummed, rounding her frame to grab the car keys.

“just incase what? incase my dad comes at you with a steak knife?” she yelled, half serious. “you never know sweetheart” he stated, placing a gentle kiss on her cheek before guiding her out the front door and to the car.

the car drive to y/n’s parents’ house was comfortably quiet as rafe rubbed circles into the exposed skin of her thigh, humming along to the tune of the radio.

“okay, we’re here. any questions?” she asked, turning to face him. his face twisted in thought as he drummed his fingers against the steering wheel. “what did you tell them i do for work?” he queried, the thought crossing his mind last second. “you took over your fathers development company” she claimed, exiting the car as she spoke. nodding along, he followed suit. “not a complete lie i guess..” he muttered to himself.

following her to the front door, he snaked a gentle arm around her waist confidently, masking his quivering insides. “you’ll be fine baby, m’kay?” she whispered as she rapped on the door with her knuckles. humming in response, his eyes flitted between her and the figures closing in on them behind the glass of the door.

“oh my little love! we missed you sweetie!” y/n’s mother cooed as her father stood tall behind the smaller woman, smiling at the pair. “i missed you too momma!” y/n grinned, wrapping her arms around her mom as she smiled at her father.

y/n’s mother stepped closer to rafe as her daughter passed by to hug her dad. “you must be the infamous rafe! we’ve heard so much about you, it’s so nice to finally meet you!” the woman beamed, quickly engulfing rafe in a gentle hug, to which he returned. “it’s great to meet you too miss y/l/n, it’s been a long time coming..” he smiled charmingly.

y/n watched the interaction in delight as she cuddled into her fathers side. “so you’re the one who’s stolen my little girl away from me?” the man spoke gruffly, a playful tone sneaking through his contrasting words. “my apologies sir, i just can’t bare to part with her” rafe joked, playing into his words.

the two men shook hands while y/n’s mother guided her through to the sitting room, offering her a drink. y/n’s features couldn’t contain the ear to ear grin breaking through, so much more in love with the man.

she was quickly followed by rafe as her parents disappeared to the kitchen, fetching drinks and continuing the preparation of the nights meal. “okay, so your dad doesn’t hate me..” he breathed in relief as he stepped closer. “i told you! he just wants to see me happy, and you seem to do a good enough job” she teased, planting a gentle kiss to his lips.

“are you saying i could do better?” he gasped, feigning offence as he pulled away from her. “just teasing baby, you make me the happiest girl alive, and they know it too..”