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archer-vale ยท 6 months ago
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Just another night with the bros.
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slagduroc ยท 1 year ago
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Sun, sand, and serious squad goals! NCU fraternity brothers making waves in aqua blue style. ๐Ÿ–๏ธ๐Ÿ’™
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ex-frat-man ยท 1 year ago
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louderthanabombb ยท 10 months ago
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Guys, you ever been passed out drunk around a bunch of other guys and you wake up to discover they have drawn stuff on you? I think that's fucked up. I think it's a form of assault.
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epiknetwork ยท 3 months ago
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Fellas, Cum Join My Men's ONLY Hardcore Talk, Text, Chat & Video-Chatroom RIGHT NOW!!
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jbfly46 ยท 4 months ago
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Temporarily nationalize landlord assets that meet certain requirements. Give them back after they can prove they can be responsible. Most of these frat dudes actually donโ€™t give a fuck, because they inherited the assets and they hate their family, so they spend most of their time drinking, doing coke, harassing, and date raping women.
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vivitalks ยท 30 days ago
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best types of brennan NPC
autism haver
stoner
frat bro who has unlearned hypermasculinity so hard that he's gone 100% the opposite direction about it
anticapitalist proletarian
the most insane person you've ever met
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sweaterkittensahoy ยท 8 months ago
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I refuse to believe these three giant frat bros using the word "lepidopterans" while bug hunting as a group are turf bros.
I won't have this. They are bug bros. They love bugs. They are in bug school to protect the bugs.
Apparently the local universityโ€™s undergraduate entomology course sends students to catch insect specimens at the same place I like to go birdwatching, which explains why I saw three enormous frat looking dudes with tiny bug nets and overheard one emphatically say โ€œbro BRO I told you we already have enough lepidopteransโ€
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archer-vale ยท 9 months ago
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You think you can hide it? Your eyes...your lips...even your voice sets off the gaydar. One look at you, and it's obvious what you are. Nature created you this way--made it easy for real men to use and exploit your filthy desires.
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bromology ยท 4 days ago
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Max and Jonah have been buddies since they started college. They've loved tag teaming girls they pick up ever since they shared a dorm room. They discovered pretty early on that Jonah actually has the bigger dick, and lots of girls are curious to try out a hung Asian cock.
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chu-cho ยท 5 months ago
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frat wip
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thewritergx ยท 2 months ago
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Texts between JJโ€™s little sister and secret bf!Rafe
Fucked around and got myself addicted to making these. Here's the smut to go with this: Lavender
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crookedteethed ยท 1 month ago
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แกฃ๐ญฉ betting on you . โ€ข ยฐ ใ€€ .ใ€€ *ใ€€: r. cameron
synopsis -- you make a bet during a game of beer pong with rafe, the stakes being your virginity.
warnings -- 18+-mdni, smut, semi-public smut, loss of virginity, fingering, oral (f receiving), cursing, frat!Rafe, best friend! Rafe
masterlist(s) | taglist | word count: 1.7k
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Music pulsed through the beach house, mixing with laughter and the crash of waves outside. Salt air drifted through open windows, carrying the scent of ocean and bonfire smoke. You stood at one end of the beer pong table, watching Rafe Cameron size up his shot with that insufferable confidence of his.
"Getting nervous, Cameron?" you called out, trying to hide your own flutter of anticipation. "That aim's looking a little shaky."
Rafe looked up, that trademark half-smile playing at the corner of his mouth. "Please. I'm just getting warmed up." He straightened, spinning the ball between his fingers. "But since you're feeling confident, why don't we raise the stakes?"
"Stakes?" You arched an eyebrow, intrigued despite yourself.
He leaned forward, hands planted on the table edge. "Oh, it's simple. You and I get to have sex, then I get to say I fucked the hottest girl on figure 8, and if by some miracle you winโ€ฆ" His low growl sent shivers down your spine as he slyly spread his hands, shrugging. "Name your price."
The competitive spark in his blue eyes made your heart skip. This was Rafe all overโ€”turning everything into a challenge, pushing boundaries, trying to get under your skin. And the most annoying part?
It was working.
You felt a flush creep up your neck, equal parts arousal and indignation. "You're awfully sure of yourself," you said, trying to keep your voice steady.
Rafe's grin widened. "I'm just playing to my strengths. But hey, if you're not up for itโ€ฆ" He trailed off, a hint of challenge in his tone.
That did it. You stepped closer, invading his personal space. "Oh, I'm up for it. And when I win, you'll be my personal servant for a week. Laundry, dishes, whatever I want."
His eyes darkened with desire. "Deal," he growled, voice low.
The air between you crackled with tension as you each took your positions. You tried to focus on the game, but your mind kept wandering to what would happen if you lost. The way Rafe's muscles flexed as he lined up his shot was incredibly distracting. You swallowed hard, forcing yourself to concentrate.
The first few rounds were intense, with both of you matching shot for shot. The crowd grew louder with each cup eliminated, their chants and cheers echoing off the beach house walls. Your confidence grew with each successful throw, but Rafe remained frustratingly focused, that signature smirk never leaving his face.
"Four cups left," someone called out from the crowd. "Game's getting good!"
You lined up your shot carefully, but the ball spun out at the last second. Rafe's next throw landed perfectly, drawing whoops from his supporters.
"Your turn, superstar," he taunted playfully.
Three cups turned to two, then one. The pressure mounted with each throw, and you could feel your hands getting sweaty. This was it - Rafe had one cup left, you had two. All you needed was to make these shots.
Your throw sailed through the airโ€ฆ and bounced off the rim. The crowd gasped.
Rafe picked up the ball, twirling it in his hands as he studied the final cup. The beach house seemed to hold its breath. He flicked his wrist, the ball arcing gracefully through the airโ€ฆ
Splash.
The crowd erupted as Rafe threw his arms up in victory. "And that's game!" he announced, grinning triumphantly.
"Lucky shot," you muttered, as you prepared to lose your virginity to Rafe. But he could tell you were pouting and teasingly said, "Don't pout now."
"I'm not pouting," you huffed, crossing your arms. But your lip was definitely sticking out in a way that could only be described as pouty.
Rafe smirked, his eyes roaming over your body in a way that made heat rise to your cheeks. "Sure you're not. Come on, don't be such a sore loser. A bet's a bet."
you rolled your eyes, trying to ignore the butterflies in your stomach. This was Rafe, for crying out loud. Your annoying best friend since middle school. The guy who put gum in your hair in 6th grade. And now here you were, about toโ€ฆ
"Fine," you said, taking a deep breath. "Let's just get this over with."
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Rafe's eyes roam hungrily over your body as you straddle his lap. The thumping beat of the music blurs into the background as your hands eagerly rip at his shirt. He chuckles, his voice dripping with amusement.
"Looks like you're not backing out of our little bet," he teases.
"Shut up," you groan, tossing his shirt into the darkness of the room. Before long, both of you are stripped down and exploring each other's bodies with hungry mouths and wandering hands.
Your fingers tangle in Rafe's hair as he trails hot kisses down your neck. A gasp escapes your lips when he nips at your collarbone. The music pulses around you, matching the frantic beating of your heart.
"Wait," you pant, pulling back slightly. Rafe looks up at you, eyes dark with desire.
"Having second thoughts?" he asks, a hint of challenge in his voice.
You shake your head, a wicked grin spreading across your face. "We should make sure the door is locked-- wouldn't want any interruptions."
Rafe laughs a low, sultry sound that sends shivers down your spine. His hands grip your hips, pinning you down to where the bulge of his cock kissed your lips.
"Who cares who comes in? Let them see," he murmurs against your skin. "Now, where were we?"
You respond by capturing his lips in a searing kiss, but when you feel Rafe begin to tug on his cock, you stop him and pull back slightly. Your breath is heavy, and you look into his eyes with a mix of desire and apprehension.
"Rafe, but I'm a virgin," you whisper, the words hanging in the air between you.
Rafe's eyes soften, and he gently brushes a strand of hair behind your ear. His lips brushed against the same ear, sending shivers down your spine. "I know," he whispered seductively, his voice dripping with desire. "I want to savor every moment of it." With a hungry look in his eyes, Rafe gently flipped you onto your back and trailed kisses down your body until he reached the source of your arousal.
Your breath catches in your throat as Rafe's lips trail lower. His warm breath ghosts over your most sensitive areas, making you tremble with anticipation. You feel his strong hands gently part your thighs, exposing you fully to his heated gaze.
"You're so beautiful," Rafe murmurs, his voice husky with desire. He plants soft kisses along your inner thighs, inching closer to where you need him most.
He looks up at you, his eyes dark with lust, seeking permission. You give a small nod, biting your lip.
Rafe's tongue flicks out, teasing your folds. You gasp at the sensation, your hips bucking involuntarily. He chuckles softly, using his strong hands to hold your thighs apart as he continues his ministrations.
"Rafe," you moan, tangling your fingers in his hair at the sensation.
He hums in response, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure through you. His skilled tongue explores every inch of you, bringing you closer and closer to the edge. Just when you think you can't take anymore, he slides a finger inside you, curling it to hit that perfect spot.
Your climax washes over you in waves of ecstasy. Rafe works you through it, only pulling away when your trembling subsides.
He kisses his way back up your body before capturing your lips once more, you can taste yourself on his tongue as he positions himself between your thighs.
"Are you sure?" he asks softly, searching your eyes.
You nod, pulling him closer. "I want you, Rafe. All of you."
With agonizing slowness, he begins to push inside. There's a moment of discomfort, but Rafe peppers your face with compact kisses.
"Relax, baby," Rafe murmurs against your skin. "I've got you."
You take a deep breath, willing your body to soften. Inch by exquisite inch, Rafe sinks deeper until he's fully sheathed inside you. The stretch is intense but delicious. You've never felt so completely filled, so utterly possessed.
Rafe stills, giving you time to adjust. His dark eyes bore into yours, filled with a mixture of lust and tenderness that makes your heart stutter.
"Oh god," you gasp, clinging to his broad shoulders.
Rafe stills, giving you time to adjust. His eyes are dark with desire as he gazes down at you. "You feel amazing," he groans. "So tight and perfect."
Experimentally, you roll your hips. The friction sends sparks of pleasure shooting through you. Rafe's eyes flutter closed and he lets out a strangled moan.
"Please," you whimper. "I need you to move."
That's all the encouragement he needs. Rafe begins to thrust, setting a maddeningly slow pace. Each drag of his cock inside you builds the pressure coiling in your core. You wrap your legs around his waist, urging him deeper.
"Faster," you plead. "Harder."
Rafe obliges, picking up speed. The room fills with the sound of skin on skin slapping as you and Rafe are both quick to chase your own highs.
The intensity of your movements increases, driving you both closer to the edge. Rafe's thrusts become more urgent, his grip on your hips tightening as he loses himself in the moment.
Your as breath becomes ragged as rafe's pace quickens, and the pleasure spirals higher and higher until you can't hold back any longer.
With a cry, you reach your (second) peak, waves of ecstasy washing over you. Rafe follows closely behind, his release coming with a deep groan as he spills into you.
For a moment, you both lie there, panting and trying to catch your breath. Rafe gently kisses your forehead, his eyes filled with affection. You smile up at him, feeling a deep connection that goes beyond just the physical.
"Who would have thought a game of beer pong would lead to this?" you say, grinning at Rafe.
He chuckles, wrapping an arm around you. "I guess some bets are worth losing," he replies, his eyes twinkling with mischief.
You lean into him, feeling the warmth of his body against yours. "Best friends forever, right?" you ask, half-jokingly.
Rafe kisses the top of your head. "Forever," he agrees, his voice filled with certainty.
With a contented sigh, you snuggle closer to Rafe, feeling a sense of peace and fulfillment. The world outside can wait; for now, you're exactly where you want to be, with the person who means the most to you.
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a/n: thanks for making it to the end of this fic!! As always all likes comments, and reblogs keeps me motivated! ๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿพ
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rafescvntyclubgf ยท 2 months ago
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๐“’๐“ธ๐“ถ๐“น๐“ต๐“ฎ๐“ฝ๐“ฎ๐“ญ ๐Ÿ’•
๐“ป๐“ช๐“ฏ๐“ฎ๐“ผ๐“ฌ๐“ฟ๐“ท๐“ฝ๐”‚๐“ฌ๐“ต๐“พ๐“ซ๐“ฐ๐“ฏ
๐Š๐ข๐ง๐ค๐ฆ๐š๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ’ ๐ƒ๐ซ๐š๐›๐›๐ฅ๐ž๐ฌ
๐•ธ๐–†๐–˜๐–™๐–Š๐–—๐–‘๐–Ž๐–˜๐–™
โ„•๐•’๐•ฆ๐•˜๐•™๐•ฅ๐•ช + โ„•๐•š๐•”๐•– ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•ค๐•ฅ
+18 ๐“œ๐“ฒ๐“ท๐“ธ๐“ป ๐““๐“๐“˜ - ๐“๐“ธ ๐“ข๐“น๐“ฎ๐“ฌ๐“ฒ๐“ฏ๐“ฒ๐“ฌ ๐“ž๐“ป๐“ญ๐“ฎ๐“ป
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โ„•๐•’๐•ฆ๐•˜๐•™๐•ฅ๐•ช ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•ค๐•ฅ | ๐“ข๐“ถ๐“พ๐“ฝ
โ„•๐•š๐•”๐•– ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•ค๐•ฅ | ๐“•๐“ต๐“พ๐“ฏ๐“ฏ
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โ„๏ธ ๐“•๐“ฎ๐“ฎ๐“ต๐“ฒ๐“ทโ€™ ๐“›๐“พ๐“ฌ๐“ด๐”‚ | ๐™ท๐š˜๐šŒ๐š”๐šŽ๐šข!๐š๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐šก ๐š‚๐š ๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š›๐š!๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› โ„•๐•’๐•ฆ๐•˜๐•™๐•ฅ๐•ช ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•ค๐•ฅ
๐œ—๐œš โ„‚๐• ๐•ž๐•ก๐•๐•–๐•ฅ๐•–๐•• ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿš/๐Ÿš๐Ÿ | ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•œ
When you're getting hit on by a random guy at your local college bar โ€œboyfriendโ€ Rafe comes in to save the day.
โ„๏ธ ๐“๐“น๐“ปรจ๐“ผ ๐“ข๐“ด๐“ฒ | ๐š๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐šก ๐™ถ๐™ตโ€™๐šœ๐š‚๐š’๐šœ๐š๐šŽ๐š›!๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› โ„•๐•’๐•ฆ๐•˜๐•™๐•ฅ๐•ช ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•ค๐•ฅ
๐œ—๐œš โ„‚๐• ๐•ž๐•ก๐•๐•–๐•ฅ๐•–๐•• ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿš/๐Ÿš๐Ÿœ | ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•œ
Your sisterโ€™s boyfriend is so hotโ€ฆ A family trip to Breckenridge leaves plenty of tension between you and Rafe
โ„๏ธ ๐“ฃ๐“ฑ๐“ฒ๐“ท ๐“˜๐“ฌ๐“ฎ | ๐™ฝ๐™ท๐™ป๐š๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐šก ๐š†๐™ฐ๐™ถ! ๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› โ„•๐•’๐•ฆ๐•˜๐•™๐•ฅ๐•ช ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•ค๐•ฅ
๐œ—๐œš โ„‚๐• ๐•ž๐•ก๐•๐•–๐•ฅ๐•–๐•• ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿš/๐Ÿš๐Ÿ› | ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•œ
NHL!Rafe gets caught smiling at the Ice Girl after scoring a goal on his way back to the bench; his winning night just turned into a lossโ€”now he needs to make it right
โ„๏ธ ๐“ฃ๐”€๐“ฒ๐“ท๐“ด๐“ต๐”‚ ๐“ฃ๐“ฑ๐“ฒ๐“ท๐“ฐ๐“ผ | ๐™ฝ๐™ท๐™ป๐š๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐šก ๐™ถ๐™ต!๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› โ„•๐•š๐•”๐•– ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•ค๐•ฅ
๐œ—๐œš โ„‚๐• ๐•ž๐•ก๐•๐•–๐•ฅ๐•–๐•• ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿš/๐Ÿš๐Ÿš | ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•œ
Rafe is always very private about his job and business dealings. After being gone on a trip, he wants nothing more than to spend the night with you. The two of you go on a date, looking at Christmas lights and discussing the future.
โ„๏ธ ๐“ข๐“น๐“ฒ๐“ท ๐“ฃ๐“ฑ๐“ฎ ๐“‘๐“ธ๐“ฝ๐“ฝ๐“ต๐“ฎ | ๐™ต๐š›๐šŠ๐š!๐š๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐šก ๐š‚๐š˜๐š›๐š˜๐š›๐š’๐š๐šข!๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› โ„•๐•’๐•ฆ๐•˜๐•™๐•ฅ๐•ช ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•คt
๐œ—๐œš โ„‚๐• ๐•ž๐•ก๐•๐•–๐•ฅ๐•–๐•• ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿš/๐Ÿš๐Ÿ™ | ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•œ
The premise is you and Rafe had been flirting for a while, but between obligations, Greek life, and finals, you haven't been able to get together until tonight โ™ฅ๏ธ
โ„๏ธ ๐“‘๐“ป๐“ช๐“ฝ ๐“’๐“ฑ๐“ป๐“ฒ๐“ผ๐“ฝ๐“ถ๐“ช๐“ผ | ๐™ณ๐™ธ๐™ป๐™ต!๐š๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ & ๐™ณ๐šŠ๐š›๐š”๐™ฑ๐š›๐šŠ๐š!๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› โ„•๐•’๐•ฆ๐•˜๐•™๐•ฅ๐•ช ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•ค๐•ฅ
๐œ—๐œš โ„‚๐• ๐•ž๐•ก๐•๐•–๐•ฅ๐•–๐•• ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿš/๐Ÿ™ | ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•œ
Hooking up with your best friendโ€™s dad only to flirt with Topper at the holiday party, what could go wrong? Rafe will let you know (<- part of the โ€œmr cameronโ€ au but it will be written to be read alone)
โ„๏ธ ๐“œ๐”‚ ๐“–๐“ฒ๐“ป๐“ต | ๐š๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐šก ๐™ฟ๐š˜๐š๐šž๐šŽ!๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› โ„•๐•š๐•”๐•– ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•ค๐•ฅ
๐œ—๐œš โ„‚๐• ๐•ž๐•ก๐•๐•–๐•ฅ๐•–๐•• ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿš/๐Ÿž | ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•œ
Ward and Rose arenโ€™t your fans, but Rafe puts them in their place.
โ„๏ธ ๐“ ๐“๐“ธ๐“ท๐“ฎ๐“ผ๐“ฎ๐“ท๐“ผ๐“ฎ ๐“’๐“ฑ๐“ป๐“ฒ๐“ผ๐“ฝ๐“ถ๐“ช๐“ผ | ๐™ฑ๐š˜๐š๐šข๐š๐šž๐šŠ๐š›๐š!๐š๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐šก ๐™ฟ๐š˜๐š™๐šœ๐š๐šŠ๐š›!๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› โ„•๐•’๐•ฆ๐•˜๐•™๐•ฅ๐•ช ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•ค๐•ฅ
๐œ—๐œš โ„‚๐• ๐•ž๐•ก๐•๐•–๐•ฅ๐•–๐•• ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿš/๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ˜ | ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•œ
I got the idea for this story after watching Sabrina Carpenterโ€™s Christmas Special! โ™ฅ๏ธ The premise is a popstar!reader who wants the attention of her handsome bodyguard, who seemingly has one interest: keeping her safe.
โ„๏ธ ๐“–๐“ธ๐“ธ๐“ญ ๐“–๐“ฒ๐“ป๐“ต | ๐™ท๐š˜๐šŒ๐š”๐šŽ๐šข!๐š๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐šก ๐™ถ๐™ต!๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› โ„•๐•’๐•ฆ๐•˜๐•™๐•ฅ๐•ช ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•ค๐•ฅ
๐œ—๐œš โ„‚๐• ๐•ž๐•ก๐•๐•–๐•ฅ๐•–๐•• ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿš/๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ› | ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•œ
After a few drinks at a hockey party, Rafe gets teased about what a good girl you are, but Rafe knows the truth ๐Ÿ’‹
โ„๏ธ ๐“ค๐“ท๐”€๐“ฒ๐“ท๐“ญ | ๐š‚๐š’๐š—๐š๐š•๐šŽ๐™ณ๐™ธ๐™ป๐™ต!๐š๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐šก ๐™ฒ๐š˜๐š•๐š•๐šŽ๐š๐šŽ!๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› โ„•๐•’๐•ฆ๐•˜๐•™๐•ฅ๐•ช ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•ค๐•ฅ
๐œ—๐œš โ„‚๐• ๐•ž๐•ก๐•๐•–๐•ฅ๐•–๐•• ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿš/๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ | ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•œ
Rafe catches you stressed and cramming for a test at the end of a long night babysitting his kids, and he wants to help you unwind
โ„๏ธ ๐“ฆ๐“ฑ๐“ช๐“ฝ ๐“ฝ๐“ฑ๐“ฎ ๐“•**๐“ด ๐“ฒ๐“ผ ๐“š๐“ฒ๐“ท๐“ด๐“ถ๐“ช๐“ผ, ๐“๐“ท๐”‚๐”€๐“ช๐”‚? | ๐š๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐šก ๐šƒ๐šž๐š–๐š‹๐š•๐š›๐™ถ๐™ต!๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› โ„•๐•’๐•ฆ๐•˜๐•™๐•ฅ๐•ช ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•ค๐•ฅ
๐œ—๐œš โ„‚๐• ๐•ž๐•ก๐•๐•–๐•ฅ๐•–๐•• ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿš/๐Ÿก | ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•œ
Rafe catches a buzzing in your nightstand and he can't help but take a peek
โ„๏ธ ๐“๐“ต๐”€๐“ช๐”‚๐“ผ ๐“œ๐“ฒ๐“ท๐“ฎ | ๐™ณ๐šŠ๐š›๐š”๐™ฝ๐™ท๐™ป!๐š๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐šก ๐™ฐ๐š—๐šŒ๐š‘๐š˜๐š›!๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› โ„•๐•’๐•ฆ๐•˜๐•™๐•ฅ๐•ช ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•ค๐•ฅ
๐œ—๐œš โ„‚๐• ๐•ž๐•ก๐•๐•–๐•ฅ๐•–๐•• ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿš/๐Ÿ™๐Ÿœ | ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•œ
Journalist!Reader, Rafeโ€™s ex, interviews him and the other captain ahead of Friday night's big game. Rafe can't help but see the spark between them, and he wants to let her know who she belongs to
โ„๏ธ ๐“’๐“ช๐“พ๐“ฐ๐“ฑ๐“ฝ | ๐šƒ๐š˜๐š™๐™ถ๐šž๐š—!๐š๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐šก ๐™ผ๐šŠ๐šข๐š‹๐šŠ๐š—๐š”!๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› โ„•๐•’๐•ฆ๐•˜๐•™๐•ฅ๐•ช ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•ค๐•ฅ
๐œ—๐œš โ„‚๐• ๐•ž๐•ก๐•๐•–๐•ฅ๐•–๐•• ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿš/๐ŸŸ | ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•œ
Youโ€™re missing your boyfriend, Rafe, so you open one of your favorite videos of the two of you while you play with yourself, but you canโ€™t quite hear itโ€ฆ
โ„๏ธ ๐“š๐“ฎ๐“ฎ๐“น ๐“œ๐”‚ ๐“—๐“ช๐“ฝ ๐“ž๐“ท | ๐™ฒ๐š˜๐š ๐š‹๐š˜๐šข!๐š๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐šก ๐™ฑ๐šŠ๐š›๐š๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š›!๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› โ„•๐•’๐•ฆ๐•˜๐•™๐•ฅ๐•ช ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•ค๐•ฅ
๐œ—๐œš โ„‚๐• ๐•ž๐•ก๐•๐•–๐•ฅ๐•–๐•• ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿš/๐Ÿ™๐ŸŸ | ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•œ
After a messy breakup with a bartender at a rival bar, Cowboy!Rafe needs to find a new place to grab a beer. Turns out you were the sunshine he needed all along. This is also loosely based on my favorite TikTok edit LINK โ™ฅ๏ธ
โ„๏ธ ๐“”๐“ท๐“ฐ๐“ช๐“ฐ๐“ฎ๐“ถ๐“ฎ๐“ท๐“ฝ | ๐™ฝ๐™ท๐™ป๐™ต๐š’๐šŠ๐š—๐šŒรฉ!๐š๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐šก ๐™ต๐š’๐šŠ๐š—๐šŒรฉ!๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› โ„•๐•š๐•”๐•– ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•ค๐•ฅ
๐œ—๐œš โ„‚๐• ๐•ž๐•ก๐•๐•–๐•ฅ๐•–๐•• ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿš/๐Ÿš | ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•œ
Celebrating your engagement with fiancรฉ Rafe
โ„๏ธ ๐“‘๐“ฎ๐“ฑ๐“ฒ๐“ท๐“ญ ๐“‘๐“ช๐“ป๐“ผ | ๐™ผ๐š˜๐š‹๐šœ๐š๐šŽ๐š›!๐š๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐šก ๐™พ๐š๐š๐š’๐šŒ๐šŽ๐š›!๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› โ„•๐•’๐•ฆ๐•˜๐•™๐•ฅ๐•ช ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•ค๐•ฅ
๐œ—๐œš โ„‚๐• ๐•ž๐•ก๐•๐•–๐•ฅ๐•–๐•• ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿš/๐Ÿœ | ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•œ
You know itโ€™s wrong, youโ€™d break Shoupeโ€™s heart, but who can deny Rafe Cameron?
โ„๏ธ ๐“ฃ๐“ธ๐“พ๐“ฐ๐“ฑ ๐“›๐“ฎ๐“ผ๐“ผ๐“ธ๐“ท๐“ผ | ๐™ฟ๐š›๐š˜๐š๐šŽ๐šœ๐šœ๐š˜๐š›!๐š๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐šก ๐™ฒ๐š˜๐š•๐š•๐šŽ๐š๐šŽ!๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› โ„•๐•’๐•ฆ๐•˜๐•™๐•ฅ๐•ช ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•ค๐•ฅ
๐œ—๐œš โ„‚๐• ๐•ž๐•ก๐•๐•–๐•ฅ๐•–๐•• ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿš/๐Ÿš๐Ÿ˜ | ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•œ
Professor!Rafe has been distant and now after cancelled plans you want to know what the hell is going on.
โ„๏ธ ๐“—๐“ธ๐“ต๐“ฒ๐““๐“ช๐“ฝ๐“ฎ | ๐™ต๐š›๐šŠ๐š!๐š๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐šก ๐™ฟ๐š›๐š˜๐š๐šŽ๐šœ๐šœ๐š˜๐š›!๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› โ„•๐•’๐•ฆ๐•˜๐•™๐•ฅ๐•ช ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•ค๐•ฅ
๐œ—๐œš โ„‚๐• ๐•ž๐•ก๐•๐•–๐•ฅ๐•–๐•• ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿš/๐Ÿ™๐Ÿš | ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•œ
Rafe Cameron is nothing but trouble in class. When you see heโ€™s up for a date night auction for his frat house; you canโ€™t help but make a large anonymous donation, stealing him away for the night so you can have him all to yourself. Maybe heโ€™ll finally learn his lesson.
โ„๏ธ ๐“ก๐“ฒ๐“ฟ๐“ช๐“ต๐“ผ | ๐™ฒ๐š˜๐š•๐š•๐šŽ๐š๐šŽ๐™ท๐š˜๐šŒ๐š”๐šŽ๐šข!๐š๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐šก ๐™ฐ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š–๐š’๐šŒ๐š‚๐šŒ๐š‘๐š˜๐š•๐šŠ๐š›!๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› โ„•๐•’๐•ฆ๐•˜๐•™๐•ฅ๐•ช ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•ค๐•ฅ
๐œ—๐œš โ„‚๐• ๐•ž๐•ก๐•๐•–๐•ฅ๐•–๐•• ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿš/๐Ÿ | ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•œ
Lovers to enemies to loversโ€ฆ A rough week between you and Rafe gets rougher after he catches you talking to someone else.
โ„๏ธ ๐“ข๐”€๐“ฎ๐“ฎ๐“ฝ ๐“›๐“ฒ๐“ด๐“ฎ ๐“ข๐“พ๐“ฐ๐“ช๐“ป | ๐™ต๐š›๐šŠ๐š!๐š๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐šก ๐™ฑ๐šŽ๐šœ๐š๐™ต๐š›๐š’๐šŽ๐š—๐š!๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› โ„•๐•’๐•ฆ๐•˜๐•™๐•ฅ๐•ช ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•ค๐•ฅ
๐œ—๐œš โ„‚๐• ๐•ž๐•ก๐•๐•–๐•ฅ๐•–๐•• ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿš/๐Ÿ  | ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•œ
Baking cookies with Rafe. You and Rafe have been best friends for a while, and your relationship has become more romantic, blurring the lines between
โ„๏ธ ๐“’๐“ช๐“ผ๐“พ๐“ช๐“ต | ๐š๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐šก ๐™ฟ๐š˜๐š๐šž๐šŽ!๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› โ„•๐•š๐•”๐•– ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•ค๐•ฅ
๐œ—๐œš โ„‚๐• ๐•ž๐•ก๐•๐•–๐•ฅ๐•–๐•• ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿš/๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ™ | ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•œ
Today you learned you were โ€œcasual,โ€ those words never left Rafeโ€™s lips before until your back was turned; you also learned Ruthie can't fight worth a shit. Now, you and Rafe need to have a little talk.
โ„๏ธ ๐“–๐“ฒ๐“ฏ๐“ฝ ๐“”๐”๐“ฌ๐“ฑ๐“ช๐“ท๐“ฐ๐“ฎ | ๐™พ๐™ต!๐š๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐šก ๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› โ„•๐•’๐•ฆ๐•˜๐•™๐•ฅ๐•ช ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•ค๐•ฅ
๐œ—๐œš โ„‚๐• ๐•ž๐•ก๐•๐•–๐•ฅ๐•–๐•• ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿš/๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ | ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•œ
Youโ€™ve always had a crush on your neighbor rafe but were too shy to make a move. When his package is dropped off at your door by mistake, you decide to make your move and learn a little more about the hot man next door.
โ„๏ธ ๐“•๐“ฎ๐“ฎ๐“ต๐“ฒ๐“ท๐“ฐ๐“ผ | ๐™ฒ๐š˜๐š•๐š•๐šŽ๐š๐šŽ!๐š๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐šก ๐šƒ๐š˜๐š™๐š™๐šŽ๐š›โ€™๐šœ๐™ถ๐™ต!๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› โ„•๐•’๐•ฆ๐•˜๐•™๐•ฅ๐•ช ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•ค๐•ฅ
*part of the โ€œSorry, Topโ€ AU โ€” writen to be read alone.
๐œ—๐œš โ„‚๐• ๐•ž๐•ก๐•๐•–๐•ฅ๐•–๐•• ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿš/๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ  | ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•œ
You are dating Topper but hook up with Rafe secretly. You and Rafe had agreed that you mean nothing to each other, using one another to get off only, but the more time he spends with you, the more his feelings have grown. You have no idea because heโ€™s so adamant about the fact that heโ€™s using you. So, how would you know? Topper let Rafe know that the two of you had finally had sex, and between that and seeing you together at the Island Club Christmas party, heโ€™s about ready to crash out
โ„๏ธ ๐“’๐“ธ๐“ฌ๐“ธ๐“ท๐“พ๐“ฝ ๐“’๐“ป๐“ฎ๐“ช๐“ถ ๐“Ÿ๐“ฒ๐“ฎ | ๐™พ๐š•๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐™ฟ๐šŽ๐š›๐šŸ!๐š๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐šก ๐™ฑ๐šŽ๐šœ๐š๐š๐š›๐š’๐šŽ๐š—๐š!๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› โ„•๐•’๐•ฆ๐•˜๐•™๐•ฅ๐•ช ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•ค๐•ฅ
*part of the โ€œMilkshakeโ€ AU โ€” writen to be read alone.
๐œ—๐œš โ„‚๐• ๐•ž๐•ก๐•๐•–๐•ฅ๐•–๐•• ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿš/๐Ÿ™๐Ÿก | ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•œ
You hooked up with your best friend Rafe a few months back. He admitted to being obsessed with you and was even willing to pay for you to be intimate because he was so desperate. Since then, you have been hooking up, and he promised he would leave Sofia, but he hasn't yet, and you're getting impatient. When you show up for Christmas dinner at the Camerons with your ex Kelce, you can't help but smile while Rafe squirms.
โ„๏ธ ๐“•๐“ต๐”‚๐“ซ๐“ธ๐”‚ | ๐šƒ๐š˜๐š™๐™ถ๐šž๐š—!๐š๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ ๐šก ๐™ฑ๐šŠ๐š•๐š•๐šŽ๐š›๐š’๐š—๐šŠ!๐š๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐š› โ„•๐•š๐•”๐•– ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•ค๐•ฅ
๐œ—๐œš โ„‚๐• ๐•ž๐•ก๐•๐•–๐•ฅ๐•–๐•• ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿš/๐Ÿ™๐Ÿž | ๐•ƒ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•œ
TopGun!Rafe x Ballerina!Reader have been dating for years. Rafe is stationed across the country on the West Coast, and the reader has landed her dream role in the New York City Ballet, playing The Rose Queen in The Nutcracker on the East Coast. A running joke between the two is Rafe asking the reader if sheโ€™s ready to get married yetโ€ฆ that joke is starting not to feel like such a joke anymore. The reader isn't ready to give up her dream.
๐“‘๐“ธ๐“ท๐“พ๐“ผ: ๐“ก๐“ช๐“ฏ๐“ฎ ๐“’๐“ช๐“ถ๐“ฎ๐“ป๐“ธ๐“ท ๐“Ÿ๐“›๐“ฒ๐“ท๐“ด ๐“›๐“ฒ๐“ซ๐“ป๐“ช๐“ป๐”‚
made with @rafesthroatbaby ๐Ÿฉท
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โ†ณ ๐ฆ๐š๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐จ๐ฅ๐จ ๐ฉ!๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ค๐ฌ โธโธ
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- matt can't get enough of the way your tits move while he fucks you in missionary [4:24]
- nice and slow for matt [0:47]
- matt got tired of the attitude you've been giving him all day [0:26]
- obligatory matt the munch link [0:10]
- mornings with matt [0:30]
- matt makes it hard for you to stay mad at him [0:55]
- you said you didn't wan him in you, so matt came up with a compromise [2:12]
- matt loves how wet you get for him [5:34]
- fucked a baby into you [0:09]
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a/n : those are most of the matt coded links i have for now :( lmk if you'd like me to make a chris version or a pt. 2 !
-love, your grandma cvnty โ˜†!
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tough guy
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