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[lacydollette]

──── RUBBERBAND; rafe cameron

warnings exbf!rafe x fem!reader, angst, rafe punishing himself, slight self harm, toxic relationship

inspired by “rubberband” by tate mcrae

Rafe sat in his car, the evening sun casting a golden glow over the horizon. It should have been beautiful, but it just looked empty to him. Everything did these days. His knuckles were white against the steering wheel, and on his wrist, was a faded pink hair tie, a quiet reminder of you.

He hadn't meant to keep it. It was one of those stupid, small things that had been left behind—a meaningless rubberband, but it had somehow gotten a permanent fixture on his wrist.He'd thought about throwing it away a million times, but every time he tried, it felt like letting go of you for real. So instead, it stayed, wrapping itself around him like a goddamn chain he couldn’t break.

The first time he'd snapped it against his wrist had been accidental. He'd been frustrated—another fight with his dad, another failed attempt to prove he wasn't a total fuck-up. His hand had absentmindedly yanked the band, and the sharp sting that followed had grounded him in a way he didn't expect. It wasn't enough to make him cry or scream, but enough to feel. Enough to take his mind off you, if only for a second.

Now, it had become a habit. A ritual.

Rafe reached for the hair tie, pulling it back and letting it snap against his skin, followed by a sharp, fleeting pain that left a red mark. He stared at the ridge forming on his wrist, his heart heavy.

You had always worn the same pink hair tie, using it to throw your hair into a messy ponytail whenever you’d go running down the beach or when you got too caught up in laughing at his terrible jokes. That hair tie had seen it all—the good, the bad, and the ugly.

And then you left. Because of him. Because he was too much and never enough. He pulled the band back again, harder this time. The snap was louder, sharper. His wrist throbbed. He exhaled shakily and leaned his head back against the headrest.

Now here he was, alone with nothing but the sound of the waves and the constant reminder of you. He grabbed the hair tie again, snapping it repeatedly. His wrist was already red, maybe even bruising, but the pain was good. It shut your voice up for half a second. It was better than the hollow ache in his chest, better than the constant replay of your smile in his mind.

But the sting didn't fix anything. It didn't bring you back.

The passenger seat beside him was empty, but in his head, you were sitting there, rolling your eyes at him, telling him he was being dramatic. You’d always been the rational one, the one who grounded him. Without you, he was nothing but chaos.

Rafe's voice cracked as he whispered quietly, "I'm sorry." He wasn't sure who he was apologizing to—you, himself, or the universe. Maybe all three.

The hair tie snapped one last time before he finally let go. His wrist was aching and bruised, and he pressed his fingers over the marks, as if trying to soothe a wound that ran much deeper than his skin. Yet it stayed on his wrist, a permanent dent in his memory. He didn't know if he'd ever be able to let it go. And maybe that was the point.

a/n .ᐟ ive got this song on repeat for days now, so it inspired me to write this little ‘something’ 💔

tags .ᐟ @gibson-g1rl @beausling @rafescokewhore @rafeysbunny @rafesweetie @rafeslacy @rafesangelita @rafey-baby @starkeysprincess @starzify @cameronsprincess @drewspinkbunny @whinyangel @littlelamy @cherrygirlfriend

[rafesangelita]

₊˚⊹♡ rafe and bitchy!kook!reader’s insta posts of each other:

[stxrslutrestored]

SILENT TREATMENT

pairing; rafe cameron x sweetie reader

summary; even after your little confrontation, rafe continues to neglect you, so when he tries to give you his affections, you decide to give him a taste of his own medicine, little do you know how well that may end for you

content; body worship, oral (f receiving)

authors note; re upload! part 2 of waiting for you

last night was good, you wake up feeling relieved, happy to have finally resolved your issue with rafe. you can’t wait to spend time with him today. you roll over when you feel him stir, a smile pasted on your lips, “mornin’ rafe,” you grin, hand coming up to caress his sleepy face. he looks so pretty in the mornings. 

a little smile creeps onto his lips as well, his eyes peel open and he meets your loving gaze, “hi sweetheart.” 

you move to cuddle closer to him, but to your surprise he sits up. you sit up too, but don’t follow him as he gets out of bed and grabs his clothes. 

you tilt your head in slight confusion, but you keep smiling, “where you goin’? we only just woke up.” you’re dreading the next sentence to come out of his mouth. 

he nods absently, “yeah uh.. I just—” he points to the door over his shoulder, “got some work to do.” his voice trails off, and before you know it, he’s walking out the door. 

son of a bitch. 

you sit there for a few minutes in the company of your own silence. you can’t believe it. you’d had a whole fight last night, he’d acknowledged that he was prioritising work too much, and now, at seven in the morning, with no deadline, he’s gone back to it. without paying you a single glance at that. 

you get over it, sure, you are totally over it. you spend the day with yourself, but you can’t help but be peeved the entire time. in the evening you make yourself a meal, only yourself, one portion. rafe is nowhere to be seen, so why should you cook for him?

when he comes downstairs you are on the couch watching the tv with your meal in a tray on your lap. he walks over to the kitchen where the empty pot lies still on the stove. upon opening the lid of the pot and finding nothing his face falls, “you didn’t cook for both of us?” he asks, brows furrowed as he speaks to the back of your head. 

“I didn’t know you wanted food.” you say, “been workin’ all day, didn’t even know if you were gonna come down.” you take another mouthful of your meal.

“what am I supposed to eat?” his face contorts in slight frustration. he looks like a kicked puppy. he hadn’t had to actually think about what to get for dinner for ages, you’d always taken care of it.

“I don’t know,” you put a sickly sweet twinge in your voice, “you could get takeout… or cook. do you know how to do that?” you know it’s a bit of a mean comment but god dammit you’re hurt. he’s hurt you and you will hurt him back until he realises how shitty he’s treated you. 

it continues all week. the snarky comments and disregards of each other. rafe keeps to his work and you keep to yourself. 

you both ignore it with great passion. neither of you caring to acknowledge all the feelings, knowing that when you do, it will be a turmoil that you just don’t want to face.

of course it has to happen, and in a turn of unexpected events, it’s rafe who initiates the conversation. 

you’re just getting into your night clothes when he enters the room, speaking your name. he leans against the doorframe to talk to you. “you look nice.” he says bluntly. 

you smile, but you don’t look up at him, “thankyou.” you slip your nightdress on and then stand to walk over to bed. 

he sighs and meets you before you can sit down, “uhm.. d’you wanna.. maybe do something..” he asks, it’s awkward, he barely ever has to ask, normally it just happens. his hand rests on your hip. 

you shrug, “I don’t know.. I’m pretty tired actually.” you tell him, looking up at him, and yet it’s not an intimate eye contact like it should be right before you climb into bed with him.

“come on.” he murmurs, “let’s just.. be together y’know.” he smirks tentatively, rubbing your hip now, but you don’t return his energy. 

“no. I think I’d rather just go to sleep. you can lie with me if you want.” you make to move past him but he stops you, holding you back. 

“no.” he raises his voice slightly but quickly corrects his tone. “no— no you’re- you’re ignorin’ me.” he pulls you in front of him, his head cranes down just a little bit to keep your gaze. “I know why. okay— I get it but— I- I can’t make it up to you if you don’t let me.” 

you shake your head, “I don’t know what you’re talking about rafe,” you speak so matter of factly, “I just wanna go to sleep right now.” 

“no. no.” he pushes you back, “let— lemme make it up to you.” he speaks, frowning in upset, “I can show you I- let me show you that I’m sorry okay.” 

you furrow your eyebrows, it’s not like rafe to speak like this, he’s never sorry for anything he does, he believes every action he takes has a purpose and that nobody has a right to complain about them. rafe saying sorry is basically him admitting he’s completely and utterly pussy whipped. 

you stay sceptical though, “mhm. what are you gonna do to show me rafe? fuck me? again? for the one hundredth something time in our relationship?” you raise an eyebrow.

rafe stutters, thoughts faltering as you call out the plan he thought to be impeccable. “I’m- I’m not just gonna fuck you.. okay I- I-”

“you’re what? gonna make love to me? touch my innocence? be intimate—” the agitation in your voice starts to come through, you do just want to get into bed. 

his hands come to your shoulders, but the touch is gentle, not firm or commanding like it normally is. he hesitates for a moment and then makes a decisive noise. suddenly he’s lowering all the way to his knees, hands still firm on your shoulders.

“I- I love you okay.” he looks up to you, blinking away the tears forming in his eyes. his hands pull at your nightdress, tugging it off and discarding it to the floor. his hands run down your body. 

“love this body,” he says, “love you. love you so much.” he kisses your lower tummy, maybe in an effort to hide his now falling tears. you didn’t think your silent treatment would provoke such an emotional reaction from him.

“rafe…” you frown, hand coming to the back of his head as he looks right back up to you. you think about telling him to leave it because you feel bad, but then you realise that this despair in him could get you something good, and so you decide to be selfish. “show me.” you tell him, “show me how much you love me.”

rafe’s head lowers and he begins to move down your body. he starts to place wet open mouthed kisses on every spot that his face passes and his hands follow after. he works his way all the way down until he’s kissing just above your pussy. 

“god.” he exhales, “gonna— gonna show you okay.” his hands come up to support your hips as he brings his face down again and his open mouth comes into contact with your most sensitive spot. 

you seethe a breath, legs weakening from the contact but his grip on you is strong and he keeps you upright as he begins to move his mouth. 

he kisses and sucks with ease, tongue swirling around your clit. you have to hold back surprise at the fact he’s so good at this, you’re not sure he’s ever eaten you out before. 

he lets out little murmurs and breaths that seem to send vibrations through your entire body. you have to throw your head back in pleasure, you feel so good.

rafe comes back for a breath, pulling away with a pop. his lips and chin are glistening with your wetness, he looks up to you with wide eyes and swollen lips. 

“do you believe me.” he asks breathlessly, he looks so desperate. so desperate. you take sympathy on him, his hurt puppy look, those wide sad eyes.

you nod, “I believe you. I know you love me.” you smile down at him. he lets out a breath of relief, a smile forming on his own shiny lips. 

he keeps your gaze for a moment and then he goes back down, now with a newfound energy that just makes it so much better. with his face still buried in your pussy he makes to turn you around so that you can fall back onto the bed. you realise now, that you are in for a good night.

[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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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 😢

[mattslolita]

bambi!reader who's too impatient on a deal . . .

( banner from @bernardsbendystraws 💌🍓 )

"chris..." you whine, thighs squeezed together as you look over at him, "how long is this gonna take?"

"the fuck, bambi?" chris says in disbelief, his eyes narrowing at your pent up state, a scoff leaving his lips, "you seriously can't wait a few more minutes?"

you pout, taking his hand and placing it on your thigh, the cold touch his hand sending shivers down your spine as he gives the soft, brown flesh there a squeeze. you give him a pleading expression, and he shakes his head, rubbing the stubble along his jaw, chuckling lowly. he's parked out front of his customer's apartment, a small baggie ready for him in chris's lap as one hand sits on the steering wheel whilst the other kneads your thigh, causing you to buck your hips stubbornly.

"so fuckin' impatient, baby," he shakes his head, looking around for his customer, "don't wanna wait? fine."

chris's hand dances across the innermost part of your thigh, his fingers teasingly your lips as he rubs slow, deliberate circles on your clit. a lewd whine escapes your lips, as you buck your hips whilst your head lolls to the side. "oh baby please don't tease me."

"you think you gettin' a fuckin' say so?" chris snaps at you, eyes narrowing at you as he licks his lips at you, shaking his head as the corners of his lips upturned slightly, "m'gonna tease ya however i want, sweetheart."

he continues rubbing slow circles on your clit, your sensitive bundle of nerves begging for more attention as you spread your legs wider to give chris better access. he looks around and sees his customer coming out of his apartment, causing chris to smirk as he plunges one of his digits inside of you without warning, causing your hips to buck as you cry out.

"f-fuck!" you whine, arching your back off of your seat as chris's customer approaches his car.

"you better quiet down or i'll stop," he warns you, curling his fingers inside of your aching hole.

it takes everything in you to bite down on your bottom lip, almost drawing blood as chris adds yet another finger, moving them in and out at a rapid pace. you quickly reach for your sweater, placing it over your lap as chris continues plunging his fingers in and out of you, the wet, squelching noises sounding throughout the vehicle.

"what's up, man?" his customer greets chris, reaching a hand inside the driver's side to dap chris up.

"hey, man," chris answers him nonchalantly, as if his fingers aren't currently deep inside your pussy, hearing you struggle to conceal the sinful sounds that threatened to escape your lips.

you give his customer a tight-lipped smile when he waves to you, causing chris to curl his fingers again, your velvety walls clenching around him as continues his assault inside of you.

"alright thanks bro, 'ppreciate you comin' out here," his customer says after exchanging the paraphernalia, his eyes then kindly on you, "see you around, kid."

"b-bye!" you manage to squeak out, the tight coil in your stomach a reminder of how close you were.

as he begins walking away, chris turns to you, a smirk still transfixed on his face as he starts his engine ━ he rips the sweater off, throwing it somewhere in the backseat as he speeds his fingers up, watching the way they disappear into your tight cunt. "squeezin' me baby, y'gonna cum on my fingers?"

"s-so close, chris," you moan arching your back as your nails dig into the middle counsel beside you, "fuck, fuck, i'm-"

that particular curl of chris's fingers sends you over the edge, a loud moan leaving your lips as you cum hard around his fingers, your arousal covering them completely as he coaxes you through your orgasm. with a wet squelch, chris takes his fingers out of you, causing you to hiss at the sensitivity as he brings his fingers up to his lips, licking them clean.

"that was so good," you pant, grabbing a pack of tissues from the side door, helping chris wipe his fingers clean, "thank you, baby!"

"yeah yeah, y'know you're gettin' it when we get back home, right?"

[webbluvrsugar]

i can only imagine how disgusting JJ Maybank is when you go to the beach…

cw: public fingering, nasty JJ, groping, soft voyeurism/exhibitionism, no use of y/n.

I can imagine him ‘volunteering’ to apply sunscreen on you, you guys aren’t dating, but you kinda are, you’ve been fooling around with him in secret because you’re a kook, he’s a pogue, your parents hate him, but you love him, you love the thrill, you love the way your heart beats when he walks in your room by your window, you love the way he gropes you in front of Rafe even when you tell him to not make it clear that you’re fooling around, but everyone knows.

You’re laying on your stomach at first, he squeezes the sunscreen right where he’s focusing — your ass, his hands go down to your flesh and spread the product on your cheeks, innocently at first, going down your legs with care rubbing and massaging it in, then back up your ass and that’s when he starts squeezing, he ignores your complaints and brushes it off as “‘M just making sure it’s well spread.” and you roll your eyes, tell him to move onto your back, he does, reluctantly.

“Turn around.” He says, velvet voice making you do anything for him, nibbling on his lip when he sees your breasts in that tiny triangle bikini, after a moment, he reminds himself of the task ahead.

He squeezes more sunscreen on your stomach, rubs it on, then upwards, his fingertips brushing underneath the fabric and touching the underside of your boob.

“Jayj! Stop that, everyone’s watching!”

You whine and he rolls his eyes.

“Just making it so your skin is well protected, no-one’s even watching anyway, I could make it real quick, just pull those panties down and—“

“JJ!” You interrupt, slapping his hands away. “Just finish what you’re doing.”

He murmurs a bummed little “fiiiiiine.” before going back to what his doing, this time spreading onto the upper part of your chest, his hands slipping again to the inside of your bikinis, rubbing a thumb against your nipple and grabbing it on his hand, you whimper out a moan, cheeks flushing before you push him away.

“I’ll finish the rest.” You snatch the sunscreen away, he gives you a little pout, but lets it be.

By the end of the day, you’re laying against each other on the towel, your chest over his, his hand on your lower back, most people already left, only a few kissing couples remain on the beach, JJ sees that as an opportunity.

He drives his hand down, one finger slipping past your soaked swimwear, you whine as he fiddles with your clit, a nasty smirk on his face.

“Jay..”

You warn but he doesn’t seem to care.

“Shhh, I’m being discreet.”

Discreet. You could almost laugh.

“What the hell is discreet about fingering me on the—“

Your words are interrupted by a strained moan as he pushes a finger inside you, another one joining the first quickly as you grow quiet, your face nuzzling into his chest.

He curls his fingers and slowly thrusts them in and out, his other hand pushing your underwear over his fingers as if it would cover the lewd act, you’re reduced to a pity of quiet moans, and when he hits that spot you like, you can only let out muted ones, he sees that, scoffs and says:

“Finally got you to shut up.”

[et6rnalsunshine]

࣪˖ ִ⭑ ࣪ making a tape with chris

⭑ soph's note. hi this is my first smut im posting on here and i'm a tiny bit scared to say the least 😭 im veryyy open to constructive criticism so please lmk if theres anything i can improve on. fair warning, theres literally no plot n it just gets straight to it sooo.... i can't tell if its good or not, but i hope u enjoy ♡

"chris," you whimper, the pillow muffling the breathy sounds falling from your plush lips. chris plows into you from behind, his hand tightly gripping your hip as his free hand holds the camcorder up, filming the perfect view of your ass recoiling against his hips.

"cmon', can't fuckin' hear ya," chris grunts, his hand moving to grip your hair and pull your head up, making your moans more clearer for the film. "there ya go, be nice and loud for me n' the camera," he purrs, watching you through the device. a loud moan rips from your throat as chris ruts his hips into you, his dick hitting that spongy spot inside you, making you clench around him. he smirks, doing it again and again, his hand leaving your hair to wrap around you and rub your clit as he continues to film the moment between you two. you mewl, arching your back to take him deeper, your manicured hands gripping onto the sheets below you.

chris' movements only grow more intense, his hand now gripping your hip harshly as his other hand adjusts the camera so it's showing the way his dick slips in and out of your cunt. "shiiitt," he groans, the sight of him disappearing inside you making him unable to look away as he films it all.

"please... fuck, chris," you whimper pathetically, unsure what you're begging for. faster? harder? more?

"please what?" he asks, "speak up for for the camera, baby. gotta be louder than that." you're breathless, almost unable to form words as he fucks you dumb.

"don't stop, 'm so close-" you manage to get out between whimpers. gasps continue to spill from your mouth as that familiar knot in your abdomen threatens to snap. you feel chris' hand once again wrap around you to circle your sore clit, rubbing harshly. you let out a choked gasp, feeling overwhelmed in the best way possible, the feeling of him stretching you out so deep along with his fingers rubbing against your clit made your head spin.

"takin' me so well," he grunts, nearly out of breath as he watched his cock slide in and out of you through the viewfinder. "look at this perfect fuckin' pussy," chris growls as he feels you clench around him, himself also feeling close to the edge.

"'m gonna cum, chris," you whimper, the tight knot in your stomach continued to build before snapping as chris fucked into you, hammering at your cervix. your mouth drops open as you cum around him, the white substance coating the length of his dick.

“oh fuck,” chris let out a low moan, his dick twitching before releasing his thick, white, cum inside of you, filling you up.

chris waited a second before pulling out with a low groan, adjusting the camera in his hands and shifting the focus down to your pink folds which now leaked with his cum. "look at that," he says, bringing one of his fingers to rub your puffy slit before he shoves it inside you, stopping his cum from spilling out. you whine, sensitive from his previous acts as chris lazily pumps his fingers in and out of your abused hole, all while the camcorder gets a perfect view for him to watch later.

© et6rnalsunshine

[777sturn]

⟢ 𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐲 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐤 | 𝐦att 𝐬turniolo

no plot. smutty smut. pet names (baby, princess). oral (f receiving). touching. fingering (f receiving). boob play. dirty talk. pussydrunk!matt

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ jules’ message. hi cuties merry christmas! this has no plot whatsoever so this will just get straight into it help 😭😭 first ever blurb kinda nervous

“oh my fuck.” you moan softly as your freshly done, french-tipped, nails ran against matt’s scalp and through his brown hair. your eyes were tightly shut as his mouth explored your soft pussy.

“mmm, baby.” he would mumble softly against your wet clit, his tongue darting out to teasingly swipe along your folds— your moans becoming a melody to his ears, “i could do this all fucking night.”

this man was pussy drunk.

as his tongue continued to praise your sore clit by soothing it, his silver ring adorned fingers messed with the delicate lace of your baby pink panties. the cooling effect of those damn rings would occasionally brush against your warm, soft, vanilla scented skin— each time a whimper would escape your lips.

his hands eventually went underneath the white floral tank top you were wearing, finding the same delicate lace of your bra that matched your panties. he smirked against your pussy as his slight stubble brushed over one of your wet folds. his fingers continued to travel under your lacy bra this time, one of his cold rings meeting your hardened nipple.

another soft whimper escaped your glossed lips as your right hand grabbed onto his tatted bicep to somewhat keep yourself together. his thumb and forefinger gently teased your nipple by rolling it, “does that feel good, princess?” he mumbles, his voice breathless and raspy from the excessiveness of everything.

you only manage to nod, feeling like if you used a single word, you’d be losing it. his hand continued to massage your now aching breasts. his mouth finished soothing your cunt before, gently and swiftly taking off the tank top, leaving you in your matching set.

“so fuckin’ beautiful.” he mutters as he dipped his head to the crook of your neck. he peppered soft and gentle kisses along your pulse point and on the sides before gently sucking to create faint red marks. his lips continued the path of red marks on the top of you breasts. as he continued, his hands found their way to the clasp of your bra. he immediately took it off to expose your full tits.

“all mine, baby.” he whispers, before capturing on of your hardened nipples into his mouth. he softly tugged before soothing the stinging sensation with his tongue. his fingers were now in your wet clit that he was praising before, “so good for me.” he whispered, his fingers began to pump teasingly.

“just like that, matt.” you manage to whimper out once more, “fuck.”

“i’m gonna make you feel so fucking good, princess.”

© 777sturn

[mattsdolll]

❛ 𝒈𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔 - 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒐𝒍𝒐 ❜

a/n : matt thinks you look adorable with glasses, even more so when they're his.

matt chuckles, the mere sight of you with his glasses perched on your nose is utterly adorable. the way they're nearly falling off your face due to the size, the fact that your eyes are squinted because you can’t see – he's melting.

"um..baby? i don't see"

you murmur, shifting in your seat. the lens are nowhere near the amount of nearsightedness you would need to see properly, you can just barely make out blurred shapes and colors. matt of course, is in a state of grace, caressing your cheek softly.

"that's because it's not meant for those pretty eyes, baby. 's my prescription"

he grins, tugging them off of you for a second, seeing that dazed look across your face. you were beginning to feel dizzy, practically blind with those things on.

you blink.

then blink again.

a small frown plastered on your lips, you comically rub your eyes.

"baby?"

you mutter, your gaze flitting up to meet matts, gently scooting a little closer to him.

"hm? what's wrong sweetheart?"

you shift onto his lap, pressing a chaste kiss to his lips. adoringly, you stare up at him with that dumb look on your face – the same one you always get when you're about to pester him with the most stupid question alive.

"can you even see? with those things? they're so blurry..how do you see stuff?"

he huffs out a laugh, trying his hardest to not make you feel bad. in your mind, the lens had the same power for everyone, and everyone saw out the glass in the same way. of course he could see, they were meant for reading. he brushes a strand of hair behind your ear, meeting your curious gaze.

"y'know what? you're so smart, baby. it is pretty blurry, huh?"

he cooes, a small smile spreading across your lips. matt always knew how to make you feel like the smartest girl.

tags !

@mattscoquette @blahbel668 @emely9274 @pearlzier @wompwomp-1

@bernardsgfs @sturnsxplr-25 @aesthetixhoe @jetaimevous @alyrasturnz

@adorsturns @cvntytiger @d0e-b4by @lysielaced @zay-sturns

@lanaswifeyy @delilahsturniolo

[chrissv4mp]

videos girlfriend! billie would send you while she's away / fluff , pet names , language , (don't comment on the hair..) ᡣ𐭩

01. bills: if only u woke up n came wit me :[

the first thing you'd be met with is the sound of loud, electronic music, and the silly sight of your girlfriend chowing down on a baby carrot as she hummed along to the lyrics, muffled slightly, "wanna know what i told her?" she mouths, murmuring the next lines as she bounces around finneas and claudia's kitchen.

"so mediocre." she huffs, squinting her eyes at the phone camera, her annoyed expression turning into one of love as she smiles, "not you though, mama." finneas snorts in the background, earning a playful sneer from billie before she runs around the island and pushes his softly, the screen blurring from the motion for a moment or two.

the phone drops to the marble of the island, camera facing upward and catching your girlfriend and her brother's rough-housing on the far right, "o—billie—okay!" finneas calls through uncontrollable laughter, l'amour still playing softly in the background, almost completely drowned out by their banter.

billie grabs her phone before moving back over to her original spot, popping another baby carrot into her mouth as she holds the phone camera a few inches away from her face, her eyes locked onto it as she points with her other hand towards her brother, who's out of frame, "he's crazy...!" she whispers loudly, to which finneas gasps in faux offense.

02. bills: listening to our playlist..... why can't u be here mama :((

"okay, this is not safe." is the first thing to come out of her mouth when the video starts to play. her eyes flicker to the road behind her phone for a moment before she looks back over, "but i'm a pro driver, sooo..." she says with a playful grin, the early morning sun illuminating her face so perfectly and bringing out all of the little features only you could point out.

ivy by frank ocean plays through the speakers of the rental car, her plump lips moving along to the words he sang before she cuts herself off mid-verse, "i miss you." she grumbles, eyes droopy as she sets her phone in the cup-holder, finally resting both hands on the wheel, "dude, denver and la are like a million miles away." her lips tug down into a frown as she glances down at her phone, "but i'll be home soon,"

"only a few more shows, then you're all mine." she giggles, raising her eyebrows suggestively with a stupid grin on her cute face. her fingers tap along to the rhythm of the song on the wheel as her vocals blend in with the original singer. she points with one finger towards the camera as she sings the lyrics, "i thought that i was dreamin' when you said you loved me."

she bites her lip, eyes moving along the road in front of her. a laugh escapes her throat before she sniffles, shaking her head, "okay, well," she mumbles, a bashful smile tugging at her lips as she grabs her phone again, "i'm about to cry, so, bye, love youu!" she exclaims with a shaky voice, looking down at her lap in embarrassment, "and don't forget to call me when you get home."

03. bills: holy moly

"BABY!!!" billie yells, eyes wide just like the cheeky smile that was plastered on her face. blush creeps onto her face, "you can not post something like that without warning me first." she scolds softly, dragging her hands down her face as she groans loudly. her hands fumble with the phone as she switches her position, sitting against the headboard of the hotel bed and holding her phone with one hand. her other hand twirls a strand of her hair in her fingers like a schoolgirl.

"i need the outtakes." she states because she knows you'll show them to her anyway, "like—right after i send you this." she confirms with a nod of her head, pursing her lips as she moves around like she doesn't know how to stay still. she can't help but giggle as the image of your recent instagram post pops into her mind again, blushing furiously as she smiles.

"and i also need you." she whispers with a teasing smirk, biting down on her lip as she brushes a loose strand of hair behind her ear, "if you don't answer this facetime call i—"

04. bills: do u think i'd pull this off?? cus...

billie moves the phone camera up and down, trying to gauge every little angle to see all the different tattoos the filter had to offer. she tucks a loose strand of hair behind her ear as she tilts her head to the side, grinning stupidly, "damn, i'm kinda fallin' in looove with myself." she laughs before stretching her arms above her head on the hotel bed.

"you might have some competition with thee billie eilish." she shrugs her shoulders with a playful glint in her eyes. she winks at the camera with her signature smile, running a hand through her hair as she moves to sit up in the middle of the mattress. she sets her phone down, propping it up against the pillows so that you could see her entire body.

her jaw drops as she grabs the sides of her face, seeming surprised as she squeals quietly, "dude!" she exclaims, clenching her hands into fists in front of her and shaking them wildly like she was grabbing at the bars of an enclosure, "3 fucking nights at msg!" billie announces, furrowing her eyebrows in disbelief, "3 whole nights at madison-fucking-square-garden."

she sits in silence for a few moments, looking out at the city of new york through the windows of her hotel room. she smiles, her bubbly side showing as she grabs the phone again and scoots off the bed. she flips the camera, her hand coming into view as she points at what direction she thinks the arena is in, "so fucking insane." the camera flips again, and you're met with the sight of her beautiful face again, this time, without the filter, "anyway, i'll call ya when i'm on my way to sound-check. love ya." she blows a kiss to the camera.

◇ tags: @mseilishmwah @sophloveswomen @mxqdii @livvydunneness @vyntagess @afteraftercare @wiidfi0wer33 @loving1dsworld @tan1shere @fallingforfalll2 @cierraonline @dandelions4us @scarlittt @ifwdominicfike @slxtarchive @stonerfromlesbos @bilsdillldough @hopelessfawn @zayluvss @47lake @meliciousmel13

[gracieabrmslvr]

INTRODUCING……

texts between influencer!reader and talkingstage!chris

[rafesangelita]

₊˚⊹♡ rafe and latina!kook!reader’s insta posts of each other:

[stxrslutrestored]

WAITING FOR YOU

pairing; rafe cameron x reader

summary; rafe has been neglecting you recently, putting his work before all, you haven’t had any attention for yourself. you finally reach a breaking point on the night where you prepare everything, make everything perfect, and he doesn’t even bat an eyelid. 

content; emotional neglect(?), argument

authors note; re upload!

tonight will be perfect, you’re sure of it. ever since rafe had taken on more responsibilities at work you had been pushed to the sidelines a little, but tonight you can’t wait to be his centre of attention. 

you have everything ready, you’ve made a lovely meal and set it out on a candlelit table with his favourite bottle of wine ready to open. 

you’re dressed up too. a cute little dress on, and underneath some even cuter lingerie. your makeup is done nicely, all waterproof of course, if all goes to plan, you expect to be in floods of blissful tears by the end of the night.

you hear rafe come through the front door just as you add your final touches to the dinner table. you immediately stand up and scurry down the hallway to meet him. 

“good evening rafe,” you beam, ready to see him, though your smile falls a bit when you come into contact with him. 

he’s got an armful of paperwork and he looks run down, like has constantly for weeks now. you push past it though, this night is going to be good for him too, he needs the break. 

“hey sweetheart,” he mumbles absently, immediately making it clear that his mind is on other matters, “look, can you give me like half an hour? just got somethin’ I need to sort out real quick.” he doesn't even wait for an answer, he's already making to climb the stairs towards his office.

you stop him of course, placing a hand on his arm. “wait, I made dinner, it'll go cold.” you feel crestfallen, sure you knew he'd want to work, but right in the door? he didn't even take a moment to look at how nicely dressed up you are.

rafe stops and sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose he speaks in mild frustration, “yeah, yeah I'll eat with you okay? but then I do really have to work.” 

you nod, leading him towards the kitchen where the table is set. you pull out a chair, urging him to sit and he does, watching you idly as you walk round and take your own place. “I made your favourite,” you beam. in honesty, making his favourite isn't that much of a feat, he's a very basic eater. but it's the thought that counts. 

it's a quiet meal. rafe doesn't pay that much attention, only giving absent and short answers to the questions you ask. his day was fine. work was fine. his plans are to do work stuff. he's feeling fine. the meal is fine. if he could have bothered to ask, you would have told him that you are not fine with any of those answers. it's like he doesn't care that you did this for him. 

the moment he’s finished he rises, scratching the back of his neck he speaks, “I gotta go.. do some admin.. food was good.” 

“rafe wait…” you stop him from where you still sit at the table. you’ve not even finished your food yet and he’s already leaving. “I thought that we could maybe go upstairs.. spend some time together.” you make it so obvious in your tone as to what you’re suggesting. 

he sighs, “maybe later okay? maybe later.” and just like that he’s walking away, just like he has been doing for weeks on end. 

                              *

later, you are laying on your bed, half asleep, waiting for him.

the candle on the bedside table is almost burned out, it’s ugly now. you are undressed, still putting up with the uncomfortable underwear on your body, just so you can look good when he comes in.

it must be nearly eleven o’clock at night when you finally hear his footsteps coming down the hallway. you quickly do your best to wake yourself up and reassume the position you were laying in before. 

when rafe comes through the door he stops, looking a little stunned, “why aren't you asleep?” he asks bluntly. that certainly wasn't what you were expecting. not even a little bit of praise, not a thirsty look, nothing. 

“are you serious?” you sit up, now you’re frustrated. he’s been pushing you aside for so long, and he can’t even acknowledge what you’re doing for him. 

“what do you mean, am I serious? what the fuck is all this?” he gestures to the room, the lowered lights, the candle, you. 

“it’s for you.” you frown, “I thought you’d want- I thought you would like this. I thought you’d be happy.” 

“baby I didn’t ask you to do any of this.” he says crossly, “I have other things to focus on.. I- I’ve got work! I don’t have time for this.” 

this is your breaking point, tears begin to slip down your cheeks, “you never have time for this. that’s the problem.”

his eyes land on you, “problem? you have a problem? I’m a grown man now, I have responsibilities.. I have to make priorities.”

“well they’re wrong! your priorities are wrong!” you snap, sitting up on the bed to lock eyes with him, “I should be a priority. but— but you’ve just been pushing me away all because of work! we haven’t had sex in weeks and.. and you barely talk to me anymore!” you start to rant, “I’ve put so much effort into making tonight perfect and you haven’t even bothered to thank me! I’m tired, and I want to spend time with you. I miss you rafe!” 

It’s silent for a few seconds before he lets out a weary sigh, “that’s what all this is about huh? I’m neglecting you.” 

you sniffle pitifully, “that’s not what I said.” 

he shakes his head and comes to sit down on the bed with you, “what you meant though,” he looks down at his lap for a moment before patting his leg, “c’mere.” 

you reluctantly crawl into his lap, resting your messy cheek on his covered chest. he starts to speak again, “I’m sorry. I.. I will admit that I haven’t been paying enough attention to you.. okay.. I’ll change that. promise.” 

part of you wants to snap again and say ‘see! how easy was that to admit! why did it take you so fucking long!?” 

you don’t snap though, you don’t have the energy. instead you murmur and go closer to him, “m’sorry for gettin’ mad at you rafe.” 

he shakes his head, “just missed me, I know.” he rubs your back, before pulling you to face him. “hey.. think it would be a bit of a shame for you to have got this dressed up for nothin’ huh?”

[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 03 | part 04 | part 05

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yourusername me rn bc i will genuinely never recover from what just happened 🙂🙂❕

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user TOLD? THEYRE TALKING?

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amora speaks: hihi i was gonna post yesterday but i was busy 😢😢 this was kinda a filler i just wanted to establish he's down bad lol

incorporating the BAND part of this fic next chapter i promise

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[mattslolita]

now this might be a ...little much BUTTT drummer chris spanking sweetheart reader with his sticks?????????????????

( i can't tell if u meant this sexually or not but I am in a fluff mood i fear )

⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺

the only thing you could focus on was your chem homework ─── but chris didn't like it.

he had been at his band practice again, which had run late. his original plan was to come to your dorm room and spend the remainder of the day with you, but his wishes ceased to exist when he found you sprawled out across your bed, engrossed in your studies.

chris tried every possible way to distract you, but you wouldn't judge, which he knew ─── but he was stubborn. he wouldn't give up so easily.

you were laying on your stomach, humming a random song under your breath as you head bopped up and down. chris's ears perk up when he hears you, beginning to hum quietly under his own breath.

the soft plush of your ass causes him to grin as an idea suddenly plagues his mind ─── he reaches off to the side of the bed where his drumsticks rest idly, holding them in his hand. chris grins and licks his lips as his eyes rest on the mound of your backside.

a small gasp leaves your lips when chris's drumsticks come down to land on your ass softly, in tune with the song you hummed.

"chri- what are you doin'?" you ask, eyes widening as you turn to face him incredously.

"what?" he mocks, grinning as he bops his head up and down, playing the rhythm of paradise city on your ass.

you can't help the giggle that leaves your lips as you continue bopping your head, singing the words under your breath. "take me down to the paradise city where the grass is green and the girls are pretty..."

"oh won't you please take me home?" chris sings along with you, hitting the drums a little harder on your ass.

"okay, too hard!" you warn him, moving your butt to the side causing it to jiggle.

"that's what she said."

chris's eyes follow the movement with a hungry glint in his eyes, causing you to roll your eyes and shake your head as you look back down at your homework. "you little perv..."

[sirenedeslily]

𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑!𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐓 𝐗 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ‎𐦍 𝑻𝑬𝑿𝑻𝑺

𝒢𝜚 💭 ࣪ ✸ 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 ∿ based on this request !!! pls pls pls send asks ab them :3 they have sm lore and i love them so bad !! making their profiles + skater!chris/bambi!reader so hold on tight :0

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