#he only does it with barry and sofia

[me-ig1]

I'm sorry but I just gotta point out that rafe smiles at barry the same way he smiles at sofia like..

Rafe getting dressed, sofia waking up and this is how he looks at her, mf's in loveeeee

Buttttt.....

Barry telling rafe not to be runnin' of so he tells sofia he'll meet her in 5, and he turned to barry and smiles like this c'mon guys, he double in love.

[mallowwblossom]

OUTER BANKS SEASON 4 SPOILERS BELOW THE CUT!!

Ok, so now that JJ is dead, NO ONE can. convince me that Riara WON'T happen in season 5 AND LET ME TELL Y'ALL WHY.

First of all, their chemistry has been there from the start. You could feel it even in season 1, and if you say otherwise, you're lying. They’ve given us so many moments—both direct and indirect interactions.

Have you noticed that when Rafe talks about Kiara, he uses her full name, but when he addresses her directly, it's ALWAYS and ONLY "Kie"?

THAT LOOK??? ARE Y'ALL SERIOUSLY GOING TO DENY THAT LOOK?

Also, remember in season 1, when Pope and Kiara talked, and Pope brought up her "Kook Year"? She reacted badly to that, and considering she was Sarah's best friend back then, a possible fling between Rafe and Kiara could've easily happened and is HEAVILY IMPLIED.

When Rafe picks fights with the Pogues, he never really targets Kiara aggressively(I mean yes he does almost choke her and tries to down her in the sewers but ykwim).For example, in season 1, he pulls her away from Barry, saying she was not the one they were looking for.

And these are only moments from the FIRST SEASON! The fact that are only those present in the first season and some of you still don't believe this ship leaves me flabbergasted.

Their strongest moment was definitely in season 3 with an entire arc of them together in Barbados.

ARE YOU TELLING ME THAT MEANT NOTHING?

Now, yes, Rafe met Sofia and dated her in season 3, but tbh it never felt genuine. Rafe is a twisted man, and it seemed like she was just a replacement for the family he lost. Rafe needs someone whom he can prove himself to, to encourage and love him, partly to prove he can be like Ward, another twisted man who always managed to keep his family together and placed his family first (at least according to his disturbed vision) . Now that he feels "betrayed" by Sofia, I doubt we’ll see her again.

ALSO THE RIARA MOMENTS IN THIS SZN WEREN'T GONE AT ALL, THEY WERE ON FULL FORCE.

Call me crazy if you want, but I genuinely believe Riara will become canon. It might even be part of the reason they decided to kill off JJ. Yes, Rudy Pankow didn’t want to continue on the show, but remember that interview where Carlacia said Cleo and JJ were supposed to be a couple? I don’t think Jiara was in the plan from the start; it happened mostly because of fans.

I’m not happy with how they handled this season, and I’ll probably talk about that in another post. I’m definitely NOT happy with JJ’s finale, but I’m excited about this likely-to-happen Riara pairing. And I don't know If It's just me but I'm noticing the writers seem to be pushing a potential redemption arc for Rafe, which I don’t fully approve of—but who knows, that could be another hint for Riara?

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Side note: If you were in the OUAT fandom in the 2013/2014 I'm telling this is like the Bealfire-Emma-Hook love triangle. Like we all liked I hope Baelfire, but from the SECOND we saw Hook, we all knew Neal was supposed to go. Change my mindddd

MIND YOU ENGLISH ISN'T MY FIRST LANGUAGE AND I REALLY HOPE I MANAGED TO GET MY POINT ACROSS😭

Of course, that is entirely my opinion, but PLS do interact because I'm curious about everyone's take on this. <33

[gladiatorcunt]

- ALLIGATOR BITES NEVER HEAL !

a swamp for each chamber of my heart

tags: eventual pregnancy but it’s an overall theme, rafebarry centric, transmasc!rafe (anatomy terms: pussy, cunt, cock, hole, tits), mention of top surgery scars, barry calling rafe a dog, degradation, ambiguous ending, dead dove do not eat, messing with the s4 timeline, pregnant!sarah, established rafebarry(fem)reader, mentioned past rafe x jj, mentioned past drug use, implied incest if you squint, possible eventual kidnapping, cheating (on sofia), title from doechii (subtitle from me), consensual but not safe or sane

please do not copy, translate, or feed this work to ai

note: unedited, fresh out out a rut. this is for like 4 people <3333

As if trailing behind his pregnant sister in the sands of Morocco going after more stupid treasure wasn’t bad enough, Rafe’s been feeling on the verge of throwing up for the past week. Ever since he made Barry bend him over the dock and fuck his pussy raw before taking the boat, actually.

He’d missed being high, and had only come to him for the boat at first. Then the sun bounced off his tacky sunglasses and his gold tooth, next thing Rafe knows he’s squirting into the open water below. There was the usual foreplay, biting words meant to goad him into getting his shit rocked. Glares that would eventually turn into glassy eyed vacant stares.

His favorite times are when he gets nose bleeds and a little red trail gushes from his face to drip down between Barry’s hairy balls.

Barry didn’t say anything about not using a condom, or checking to make sure Rafe had his birth control, he’s not the kinda guy that’s gonna pass up on creampieing a brat’s sloppy pussy.

Call it a desperate attempt to baby trap the only family either of y’all have left, if you’re not already pregnant yourself. Barry wonders when Rafe’s gonna circle around to that possibility, but he can wait, because he knows that once his dog catches your scent, there’s only so much time you can spend running.

It’s a small island, a lot of water you could drown in if you get the mind to wander off on your own and get caught in a trap. Maybe someone really does smell different when they’ve got a bun in the oven.

He was even more on edge because you weren’t talking to him or Barry, nah, you thought you were better than them or something and wanted to distance yourself from the treasure hunt mess. Which would be understandable if he wasn’t involved, but he is so you just need to get the fuck over it. Sofia’s just a cover, she’ll outlive her usefulness when Rafe stops being a coward.

Getting stabbed deep in his guts always feels better when you’re there to love on him, sucking his tits and softly pecking all over his face while he cries and gets snot all over in your hair. Barry likes it better that way too, his bitches playing together like the cute lil’ puppies he knows they can be.

So Rafe hobbles onto the boat with cum dripping down his legs and sets off, his mind fractured in a million different pieces, if he tried to put them together he knows the picture they’d make. One that gives him the same weird feeling that he’d get seeing Rose pin wooden ‘Live Laugh Love’ signs to the walls.

When he goes to bed that night, he replays every moment, every movement of Barry’s tongue as he spoke.

“Captain Barry at your service.”

Rafe grunts and rolls over in the rickety bed, cringing as the springs in the mattress groan under his weight. He snakes a hand into his pajama pants, fingers searching for his cock and flicking it. He wishes you were there to suck on it and slide your fingers into his hole, shushing him when he whines that it’s too much because you both know that Barry’s beat his pussy up more than you ever could.

He whimpers into his pillow, caressing his folds and squeezing his meaty thighs together. It’s always easier to reminisce when Barry’s rough, he has bruises and bite marks and cuts to trace and kill himself over and over in. When he’d left, Barry had held him so close that Rafe wasn’t sure that their bodies had ever been apart before then. Sticky wet heat against his groaning back, cauterizing the wounds that he doesn’t remember carrying anymore, the emptiness that outweighs the ache in his cunt.

“Shh.” Barry teased, digging his chin into Rafe’s shoulder, pummeling his fingers into the clutch of his sopping wet hole as he humped his ass. “You keep sayin’ you wanna act tough but you can’t even take being treated like a slut, you’re lucky i like seein’ you cry so much.”

He likes kissing it better afterwards too though, when Rafe’s far gone enough to be malleable and suggestible, pliant and turned in the direction of a better daddy. Barry’ll even make sure he has a sibling too, one that Rafe can’t ever disappoint because you already know where each of his cavities are and you dig into them, kiss after kiss.

“Think you’re gonna know what’s good for you when you can’t run off no more?”

He’s being cleaved open, Barry’s digging through his organs and throwing away the bits and pieces that don’t suit him anymore.

“Ngh- Please, i’m sorry- hurts, keep going, fuck-“ He was dripping onto the dock, mouth in an ‘O’ shape, a warm arm in between his thighs, it’s not enough anymore.

He needs to be bleeding, about to vomit, chunks of his arms and shoulders gnawed at.

Then when his pussy clenched and he was almost there, he’s empty again. The absence of something filling him lasted all of ten seconds until Barry shoved his cock in to replace his fingers, plugging him up. Rafe jerked and choked on his own spit, his eyes shot up to catch the shimmer in the water as the sunlight hit, nearly time for it to set.

Barry brought a hand up to play with his chest, “These tits are gonna get so full, baby boy, our girl and I are always gonna have to drain you dry when they get sore, huh?”

Rafe’s eyes rolled back on a moan, letting Barry’s thrusts send shockwaves up his body, jostling his flesh and causing slight jiggles. His tits already feel like hell all the damn time, Barry’s rough hands smack them around so often it feels weird when they’re left alone. He was gushing around the cock inside him, regretfully easing the slide.

“Yeah,” Barry gritted out as he sped up, clamping one sweaty hand around his throat and the other in the dip where his thigh melted into his hip. “Don’t need no ideas in your stupid fuckin’ head about being hot shit, just need a baby. Babies for my babies.”

Rafe couldn’t do shit but nod eagerly as he took it, awkwardly bent over, one misstep away from going in the water and half in pain but he’d never been this fucking wet in his life. Not with Topper, not with Kelce, not with Sofia, not with that bitch JJ (which was the only time someone has made him bleed more than Barry), not with-

He squeezed his eyes shut, replacing that one with the man who abuses his puffy pussy better. Barry clicked his tongue and took the hand on his hip off, stuffing those fingers down Rafe’s throat, he couldn’t afford letting Rafe set up another house in his own head, as inhospitable as it is.

Rafe moaned gratefully, filled from both ends and forced to quiet down how he secretly likes. He kept his hands off his cock which made Barry generous enough to touch it for him, rubbing tight circles on it as he tried to push his cock deeper into him, wanting to kiss his cervix and power through.

“Be a good bitch and come back, and we’ll go after her, yeah? Gonna bring her ass back so you’re not self concious when you start showin’ and shit-“ Barry cut himself off, holding Rafe’s throat so tight the other man chokes as Barry’s jizz flooded his used pussy.

“Yes, yes, want her, want to watch you knock her up too, oh my fucking god.” Rafe yelled and came again, or maybe it was the first time, he didn’t really remember so many dragonflies were buzzin’ in his skull. “Baby. Baby. Baby. Baby.”

Barry made him stay in that position even when his orgasm happened later, making sure his cum could slosh around in his womb and create a cute lil’ baby. Bastard’s probably gonna be the most bloodthirsty infant in the hospital that day, but Barry sure hoped so, he knew damn well who he’d be locking down in every kinda way after all. Marriage vows don’t gotta be on paper to be binding in his humble opinion.

He got that across well enough, stroking his thumbs across Rafe’s top surgery scars when he tied him up on the boat. Petted his hair too because it’s just something he gets the itch to do on occasion, and bent Rafe’s legs far enough to fit his head between so he could bully his cock next. Barry slurped up the custom mix of his and his dog’s cum, groaning, bone deep and raggedly like hot coals were being stroked over his ribs. Making hollow melodic sounds, like windchimes with none of those fancy dangly bits attached.

“I know I can’t say shit about not killing, not anythin’ that would do any fuckin’ good, but watch it.” Barry said and fixed Rafe with a look that added a million different things to the conversation, more loose ends.

“This isn’t about that shit this time, I guess, I don't know. Whatever, all I give a fuck about is the treasure.”

“Don’t I know it. Well, maybe you’ll come back with coke dick again, maybe not. Just fuckin’ be a good bitch and come the fuck back, is all i’m sayin’. You get me?”

“Shit, yeah I get you, alright?”

“Don’t be a stranger, I don’t got nearly enough good quality chains for both you and her.”

His cock twitched and his mound almost throbbed down to the nerve endings at the image, but they both knew Rafe isn’t necessarily the stray dog to really worry about finding its way home. Rafe guessed he could sit on your face to calm you down if you end up actually needing the iron restraints, being smothered always helped settle him back into a stable mood, or uh, stable-ish. Several swipes of his cock through your taste buds and a few jabs at his puckered asshole and you’d be back to normal!

More sand blows in as Rafe plucks his nipples with his free hand, whining because it doesn’t feel the same, his touch isn’t mean enough like Barry’s or condescending enough like yours. He’s pathetic, sniffling into his shoulder and curling his fingers into his pussy, jackhammering away until he feels something other than loneliness. He really fuckin’ hopes Barry’s cum takes, not that he won’t immediately be back like a son who forgives his father, Rafe just wants a family.

He wants his belly to swell, ribbons gently tied around his wrists as you sink down on his wet strap, your belly just as round. Barry’d sit on the edge of the bed and watch you writhe against each other, both of y’all too knee deep into bottom behavior to do much more than hump and cry. He’d lean in, act like he’s gonna kiss ya, then laugh right in your face as he pulls back, only to give it y’all for real when you and Rafe get that same murdery look on your faces.

You have way too similar ones, probably Barry’s fault, but he reeled y’all in and let the hooks in your mouths stay there until they rusted, stuck.

He wants to whine and moan about how sore his tits are, to hear you and Barry coo meanly and take care of it. He wants to know that no matter what happens, there will always be this red string woven between the three of you, doused in gasoline and frayed at both edges but it’s there and like hell will Rafe just let either of you cut it loose. It’s the uncertainty of knowing if Barry will even be around when he gets back that makes him cum, spurting a sad little couple gulp’s worth of watery white fluid.

His hefty thighs bulge around his arm, keeping his hand down so far inside, he resolves to fall asleep filled like that even if he’ll be so uncomfortable he’d rather hop on JJ again to distract from the pain.

Barry forgot to tuck his plugs in his pockets for him so he didn’t think to bring them himself.

[ghostofwriting]

Kildare Split Part Two: Place In Me

Rafe Cameron x Reader

Chapter 2: Place In Me

Note: Me: I don't know when I'll post chapter 2 maybe on the weekend but who knows. Also me: posts 3 hours after saying that. Once again I wanted to thank everyone for reading and interacting! I appreciate all of you so much. Not edited so be warned. I confused everyone with part 21 and this doesn't provide any answers! Just more context for other parts of the smau. Enjoy!

Warnings: none, bad writing, Rafe being mean, y/n being mean

Word Count: 3,371

Synopsis: Everyone has noticed that there's been a shift in how Kildare Split acts around each other. Rafe and Y/N used to be so close, they were always pictured together, and always shared stories of each other and for the last few years, there has been nothing from them. A behind-the-scenes look at what went down between everyone's favourite band.

She thought that she made herself clear and that they understood where she was coming from after her speech in the green room.

She’s not expecting Barry to be sitting on the couch of the tour bus she had chosen to sleep in, her hair sticking to her sweaty forehead from her run, slightly out of breath. 

When she opens the door and sees him sitting there, she jumps.

“Fuck, Barry what the hell?” Barry had a very specific regime for show days. He should’ve been napping on the other bus.

“We can’t go on hiatus. You’re being selfish.” She feels her ears start burning, she scoffs at him. 

“Selfish? You better be kidding me. The audacity of you to come in here and accuse me of being selfish?”

“Y-” She doesn’t let him continue.

“I have put up with this bullshit for two years, Barry! Just because I’m tired and need a break doesn’t make me selfish.”

“If you would just talk to him.”

“No. Fuck you. No.”

“If you talk to him, and he explains himself, you’ll understand and this can all go back to normal.”

“No. I will not fix this. I don’t need to fix this.”

“What happened to be there for each other?”

“Barry. You and Topper were supposed to be there for me!” She snaps, her voice rising.

“You were the only people who knew exactly what I was going through not only with Rafe but with the fame and the drugs and the people wanting things from me. You were going through it too, I know you were. But you abandoned me the second Rafe decided to what? Get in a relationship? You threw me away, I was so alone!” 

Tears are threatening to spill over now. She hates how she can’t get angry without crying. 

“I went through everything by myself and the people I thought were my best friends abandoned me. I get it okay. You chose your boy. But I thought I meant something to you. I thought I was your friend. He broke my heart and my spirit.” She stops to catch her breath, “I was a shell of a person and you still didn’t even ask me if I was okay. In two years you haven't checked in.”

“y/n..”

“He told me he didn’t want to live without me and the next day I found out he was seeing Sofia. And suddenly I wasn’t his friend or his bandmate or even a person. I was just someone he fucked. And I don’t care why he said that. I don’t care if he meant it or not or if he was lost and scared. He still said it. I’m done. I’m done with him, I’m done with this Los Angeles, I’m done. I don’t owe him anything. I don’t need to talk to him.” She finishes her chest heaving. Barry is staring at her, eyes wide.

“What does that mean?”

“Don’t worry, I’ll stay in the band. But it’s work. That’s all. We aren’t friends.” 

Barry’s silent. Still sitting on the bus couch. 

“Get out. Please.” 

+++

The early days of getting over Rafe were hard. She wanted to go back to who she was before him. The version of herself before she got involved with him. Journaling and writing song lyrics and poems could only do so much. Everyone told her that she needed someone else. She understood that but she didn’t feel like it. She wasn’t ready to get her heartbroken all over again. 

Not when she constantly got her heart broken on tour, not only when she saw Rafe making out with Sofia backstage but when Barry walked right by her without acknowledging her existence, or when Topper pretended not to hear her. Her heart cracked every time for the little girl who trusted these boys with her entire being and let them in only for them to stomp all over her. 

She spent endless nights on tour, alone in her hotel room crying at the top of her lungs and on the tour bus muffling the sound of her sobs with her pillow. So when people suggested she needed to meet someone to get over him, well, it didn’t sound like a good idea to just let someone else in to break her even more when they eventually left. 

It got better little by little, the heartache over her friends hating her. The heartbreak over Rafe choosing someone who wasn’t her, someone who was worth it. The loneliness never did. It was crippling how alone she felt. There were times when she wanted to go back to the drugs, drinking, and partying. She would feel so much better if she just couldn’t feel anymore. She didn’t go back on the promise that she made to herself. She would never be that afraid high out of her mind 17-year-old girl again. 

She isn’t sure if she gets over Rafe or if she learned to live with the pain. Sometimes she thinks she’s so angry at him and that’s the reason she doesn’t want him. She misses him all the time, she thinks she’ll miss him forever. At least who they were before they had sex and fucked it all up. 

She lets everyone know that when the time comes she’ll make them all aware. Cleo tells her that she better be the first one who finds out she’s seeing someone. She tells her that she wouldn’t have it any other way.

The day she met him was one of the most ordinary days she had lived in her entire life. She had woken up in her Los Angeles apartment, made herself breakfast, gone for a swim and gotten ready for the day. She didn’t have anything planned for the day, maybe tidy up a little, call Sarah, and run some errands. The craving to make brownies hits her out of nowhere, she doesn’t have any of the ingredients at her house though, the life of a touring artist. 

She’s leaving the grocery store with her reusable bags filled to the brim with all her cravings. She’s digging in her tiny pink purse that can’t hold anything for her keys when she drops two of her bags. 

She doesn’t want to get angry when she sees everything fall, she stares at it for a second, takes a deep breath and moves to pick it up. Once she gets everything together and packed up in her car, she decides that she needs a little treat for putting up with her groceries falling.

Her favorite pastry spot in LA is right by a hotel where all the celebrities who don’t live in the city full time. It’s usually a curse because everyone is hanging out or camping outside the hotel for a small glimpse of someone famous.

She thanks Caroline, the bakery owner and steps out of the store without looking at where she’s going. She feels herself collide into something strong and hard. Someone. Her pastries shake in the box. Of course, this would happen too. Why can’t she just keep herself from dropping her food today?

“I am so sorry.” She says to the man standing in front of her. He’s pretty, she thinks. Dark brown hair, almost black, brown eyes that look very familiar, and strong, and his arms are bulging where his black shirt sleeve ends. He’s hot. 

“Don’t worry, you’re fine.” She hears his friend behind say something in a different language and the man in front of her shakes his head and smiles at her. 

“Are they making fun of me for being a klutz?” He laughs. 

“No, they think it’s funny that I would run into my celebrity crush. Literally.” Any other time, if someone confessed that she was their celebrity crush, she would run so far so fast. Something keeps her there, smiling like an idiot, at a loss for words. She says the first thing that pops into her head.

“Have we met? You look familiar.” She feels like she’s seen him somewhere but she can’t place him. 

“Mira que te ha visto a través de la ventana.” one of his friends says, he shushes him not even turning to look. 

“I’m an actor?” He says it like a question, his cheeks flush, and he’s embarrassed. It’s endearing. 

“Yeah? Have I seen anything you’ve been in?” 

“I doubt it.” 

“So as your celebrity crush, it seems that I have a responsibility to watch whatever you’ve been in, don't you think?”

“No way.” He smiles at his friends doing a quiet chant of something behind him.

“No? Not even if you join me and walk me through it?” She knows she’s giving him eyes now, looking at him through her eyelashes, fluttering her eyelids a little too much. Her resolve is gone, she doesn’t know where her confidence is coming from and she’s going to use it until it’s gone. 

“We could arrange that,” he pauses, “Julio.” He extends his hand out for her to shake. 

“Y/N.” and maybe when she takes his hand she feels a shock run up her arm. 

Maybe she’s being dramatic and jumping the gun but what if everything she’s been through led her to this moment? Right here with him. 

+++

When Rafe finds out Y/N is seeing someone he tries not to lose it. He knows he has no right. His palms start sweating. He feels his breath shorten, he’s honestly a mess though he doesn’t show it. 

At least not until Topper pushes him on the subject when they’re left alone. 

“She’s seeing someone.” The room is eerily quiet, they’re in the studio recording their second album. Y/N had gone off to probably call her boyfriend and Barry was off doing who knows who.

“Yeah.” He’s short with his answer, scrolling on his phone to distract himself from the ever-intrusive thoughts of her her her. 

“You good?” No. No, of course he’s not good.

“I have Sofia.” Topper clears his throat and continues his torture on him. 

“Doesn’t answer my question.” 

“Yeah.” He looks over at Topper, his eyebrows lifting in acknowledgement.

They stay quiet for a few more minutes, the questions and thoughts and everything eating at him.

“Who’s the guy?” The question forces its way out of his mouth. He doesn’t want to know anything about the man that holds her heart.

“Some actor,” Topper responds nonchalantly, looking at him like he’s going to blow up if he moves anymore.

“Cool.” He wants to claw his heart out. What the fuck is happening to him right now.

“Rafe.” Topper isn’t convinced that it’s cool at all. Because Rafe can lie to everyone in his life but not Topper.

“No yeah, that’s cool. It’s great, yeah, good for her.” He knows he still doesn’t sound convincing.

“What are you going to do about it?”

“Let her be happy.” He’s going to be mature about this. He asked Sofia to marry him last year for god sake. If he gets to be happy, she does too. Is he happy?

“Rafe.” Fucking Topper and his questions.

“I’ve fucked her life up enough. She deserves this. Deserves someone.” It spills out of him again, his eyes meeting with Topper’s, begging him to stop. 

“Do you ever miss her?” Topper’s not showing him any mercy today, wanting to know everything he’s kept inside for the past two years.

“More than anything.”

“You fucked up” understatement of his life. He ruined her and in turn, ruined himself. He was stupid and selfish and he deserved the worst.

“Yeah.”

+++

“You have to apologize to her.” Rafe’s once again fiddling with his guitar. The arena is empty except for the techs playing with lightingThe stage had been set up the night before. Y/N was with Sarah exploring the city before she had to be back for soundcheck. Barry was taking a nap and Topper was being a pain in his ass. He tweeted some bullshit at him and Rafe had called him back to talk.

“I don’t have to do anything, she’s leaving.”

“Yeah because of you. Because of what you did to her.”

“I seem to remember that you were included in isolating her.”

“That only happened because she was so hurt she pushed everyone away and I thought I would make it worse by forcing her to talk. Anyway, that’s between y/n and I. You need to take responsibility, Rafe.”

“For what? It wasn’t my fault I didn’t love her.”

“Oh fuck off Rafe. You loved her. You were just scared.”

“Of course I was scared! It could’ve ruined everything. The band, our careers.”

“You shouldn’t have ever gotten involved.”

“I couldn’t help it!” He closes his eyes, doing the breathing exercises they taught him in rehab, in therapy. 

“Please, just talk to her.” 

“She doesn’t want to hear it.”

“You have to try!’

“I can’t.”

“Why not?”

“You won’t understand.”

“Try me.”

“Because I’m engaged. I’m with Sofia and I’m happy and if,” he breathes “if y/n were to even give me the slightest greenlight I would burn my whole relationship to the ground. Her whole relationship.” He says the last part under his breath, hoping Topper doesn’t hear it.

“What the fuck, Rafe?”

“I know.”

“Why now?”

“I did and said some shit back then to not fuck up the band. It was wrong, stupid and childish. It’s not a question of ‘why now,’ I never stopped.”

“You still love her.” Rafe doesn’t confirm or deny it. Topper shakes his head. 

“You need to apologize.” Topper leaves Rafe to strum his guitar in thought. 

+++

Everything changes when he comes into her life. It’s like she was living in this deep black hole of anger, sadness, and endless turmoil. He’s her calm. He grounds her and she feels like she can finally breathe. She hasn’t felt wanted in such a long time and even though they are long distance most of the time between his film schedule and her tours, she has never felt alone since meeting him. 

She has a video from him every time she wakes up in the morning. Sometimes it’s just him telling her something that happened to him during the day, or a funny story, and sometimes he sings. She wishes she could drop an album just to feature him on it. She wants the entire world to know that he’s hers and she’s his and she is so incredibly in love. 

It’s scary going from such a low to such a high. The extreme contrast is intimidating at times but she wouldn’t have it any other way. She learned what she wanted in a relationship from an extremely difficult situation and somehow it was all worth it as long as she got to have him in her life. 

They’re together for a year before it gets out. They chose to be private about their relationship, it’s easy when he’s halfway across the world most of the time. That doesn’t stop her from spending every single moment that she isn’t on tour or in the studio next to him in Spain, Italy, France. She loves him. She would do anything for him. She knew that he was the one three weeks into their relationship and when she told him and he told her he felt the same, it confirmed it.

It’s her fault it gets out, he said it was about time and he wasn’t mad about it at all. 

Sometimes she still finds that deep-seated anger she holds for Rafe bubbling over. It’s all-consuming and she can’t stop the venom that leaves her body.

When Rafe’s engagement gets out, she and Julio step out on a date night. Cleo calls the paparazzi for her. It’s a great plan until everyone is freaking out because they’re convinced she and Rafe were dating this entire time.

She loves her fans but sometimes the theories and threads get a little too much. Mostly because they’re correct most of the time. 

At first, she was scared of Julio seeing all those things and seeing how everyone wanted her and Rafe to get married. She was scared he was going to run away. It never seemed to faze him. He never not once doubted her. He understands how people get and believes her when she tells him she chooses him for the rest of forever.

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Topper’s words haunt him. He wants to apologize to her and give her and himself some form of closure. He doesn’t know how to approach it. They haven’t talked in years, not really. How does he talk to the person that he hurt so much?

He catches her after soundcheck one day, his wringing his hands together, riddled with anxiety. 

“Hey, Y/N?” He calls out after her as she passes him.

She slowly turns around and crosses her arms, raising her eyebrows at him in surprise. 

“What can I do for you?”

He gulps as she looks at him expectantly.

“I was wondering if you had listened to the album?” What? Why the hell did he open with that?

“Why would I listen to the album?” She asks incredulously 

“Well, because I mean it’s about,” he stumbles over his words, “I just wish you would listen to it and maybe hear me out.”

“You want me to listen to your album so that I can hear you?” She nods her head and puckers her lips. 

 “It’s so stupid that after all these years you can’t apologize to my face so you what? Make an album? Is your apology hidden in there somewhere?” 

“Yes-No, I just think that if you gave it a chance, we could talk about it.”

“You want me to pretend to give a shit about your album when you can’t tell me how you feel right now in person?” She’s laughing a little now. Shocked at his suggestion. He wants the ground to swallow him whole.

“Please, can you just listen?” 

“No Rafe. I am so done with this. I have been done with this. I don’t care about your album, I don't care about you.” Her words hit him like knives in his heart.

“Why do you care about my opinion about your album? Do you think I’m stupid? Do you think I don’t know that your album is about me? You called it Angel, Rafe! The fucking nickname that you gave me when we were 12 years old! I’m not some dumb girl who you can just manipulate and get whatever you want out of her. Not anymore. I am not that person for you.” She stops, her hands coming down from where she was waving them. He wants to say something but his mouth is dry and he has a ball the size of a grapefruit stuck in his throat.

“You made it incredibly clear to me that you don’t think of me as a person. Like- what did you say to me? That I’m just a fuck?” He grimaces when she throws his words from three years ago back at him. 

“Yeah, you said I’m just some girl you fuck, ‘you’re just some girl I fuck I don’t care about you.’ Sound about right?” He can’t move. He’s frozen.

“You could have worded it a million different ways and still gotten your message across. You could have been so much nicer. Let me down easy. Let me know in a better way that you found someone that you wanted to get to know. I would’ve put everything aside and just been your friend but no, you decided that I meant nothing to you, that everything we had been through, everything we had built, Our friendship was not important to you.”

 “Because I’m just someone you fucked. So, Don’t worry about me, don’t worry about my opinion because you’re just someone I fucked too and someone that I no longer care about. You are just my bandmate. You are just a coworker, I don’t think of you. I’m done with you. Keep your album. Good luck.”

He was so fucked. It would be a miracle if he ever got her to forgive him.

[mariailoveyou-guerin]

Anyone who thinks rafe remotely cares about Sarah and was there for her need more help then he does bc what? He saw his sister starve while pregnant and did nothing to help her and saw his sister whom he says he wanted to get closer to again drown and did nothing again but JJ her not brother did and I know pope and Cleo would’ve too (bc they care them most about their ungrateful undeserving friends(not you jj), but also bc the writers always make it seem like their lives matter less then the yt characters so if they was in the deck and saw that both would’ve jumped after pope for jj ofc and Cleo for Sarah there’s no doubt about it) trust that!

also free Sofia from the psychopath she deserves so much better she’s to good for him even Barry is to good for him and I’m glad he’s gotten free for now hopefully he gets to keep rafe boat as he gets killed in s5 or worse ends up in foreign jail since s1 all I have ever wanted was rage dead but now I’m waking up to the idea of him rotting in foreign prison forever for what he did to peterkin and pope and fcvk Sarah and what he did to her bc if she’s dumb enough to be hugging and forgiving him after he literally tried killing her multiple times then all that blond hair isn’t for show and she’s in fact a dumb blond because what you couldn’t forgive s1 when all he did was kidnap you but now that you have a whole baby to protect from your psycho brother you are what being all let’s be family again are you okay or has she also lost it and gotten the family psychosis has she finally snapped bc that’s the only way you can ever convince me that Sarah would ever go near rafe voluntarily without a gun to her head!

Saw rafe girlies hating on Sofia 😂 that man don’t care about you😂so hating on a pretty girl he purposed to is not the way to go the only people y’all should be hating being rafe but sure let’s hate on the pretty girl he fake loves bc rafe is a psychopath and is incapable of loving anything he has no emotions can never feel anything!

the jealousy an misogyny of rafe stans goes crazy even riara shippers defiantly hate k deeply for shipping him with her abuser and psychopath and I despise kie with a passion and still could never wish that psycho on her!

[lostsyren]

The problem I have with people disliking Sofia:

(ok maybe this is biased since I love her but I’ll try to speak from an objective perspective)

Most of the reasons I see for people not liking her (ignoring the people who feel jealousy over rafe/ownership over him because I can’t reason with that [he’s a fictional character touch grass I beggg/hj]) is either because she’s boring or annoying. (Or they simply just ignore her completely).

After season 3 I semi-understood those sentiments. She had like 10 minutes of screen time, a couple lines of vague dialogue, and to a casual watcher of the show, she was pretty forgettable. She was kinda boring, compared to everything else happening in the show, and it could be argued that she was annoying– overly flirty, intensely optimistic etc…(though that word irks me a bit, especially when talking about female characters). I personally didn’t think any of that, I loved her!! But it didn’t irrate me, (as much as it does now), when people didn’t like her.

Moving on to season 4 coming out and I was pleased with her screen time and her development. Which is why I don’t get the “Sofia is so boring” comments?

Her character is cemented as a direct comparison to Rafe. She’s good, kind, moral, sweet. And I’m not just saying that. We see her ire in s4x04 at the beach, she’s repulsed at the idea of “going behind her boyfriends back”, she helps Rafe unselfishly (giving him advice, prompting him to talk to Sarah, consoling him after Ward’s passing) and she loves her family. We see her character become fleshed out. Her arc is interesting, as she transitions from being a good, devout girlfriend, to betraying Rafe, then dealing with the clear guilt and departure from her morals.

Remember interesting doesn’t always equal loud, brash, combative. It’s disheartening to see people equate boringness to someone who is quiet, gentle, meditative. And even then, she isn’t a pushover. She still has strength. She doesn’t shy away from showing her disdain in s4x04 (I so wish we had the deleted scene), and when she feels attacked, she doesn’t just take it– she retaliates.

She’s smart too. More so than Rafe. She smelled Hollis’ scam a mile away. She’s astute– eavesdropping on the club goers conversation whilst she works to get the dirt on Groff and Hollis. She’s business savvy– there’s a reason why Rafe always goes to her for advice (and listens to it!!)

Her big heart is what leads to her downfall. She loves Rafe, despite all the rumours tied to his name. She sees him for what he shows her, choosing to believe him and have faith in him instead of listening to her rationale and staying away from ‘bad Rafe Cameron’. And I think that’s so beautiful.

You can like it or dislike it, but I don’t understand how it’s boring?

And then people calling her annoying– how?

‘Idk she just is I don’t like her’ – don’t want to be screaming misogyny like the boy who cries wolf, but sometimes you gotta call it out for what it is🤷🏽‍♀️Like Rafe is objectively more annoying.

And if you think she’d be more interesting if she was more ‘badass’ and ‘strong’ and ‘cooler’, like no offence (truly no offence) but it’s giving “2010s heroine, not like other girls, I can fight, I can sometimes be a bitch, I’m not a sweet bubbly girl– that’s disgusting” typa energy. Or if you wanted her to be more sexier, or have a maneater quality– that just seems really reductive and archetypal imo.

Like just because she wasn’t what you wanted/expected, doesn’t mean she was a bad character. Like yes could’ve been developed more, but she’s literally a side character in an ensemble cast– she got a lot more than all the other side characters.

Like people can create cool and in depth headcanons/lore/development for Barry (who I love! This is not an attack on him) but can’t for Sofia? And he’s only seen with Rafe. There’s not a lot of canon information about his life. Like he’s a drug dealer, he lives on the cut, he used to be in the army and now he catches fish on a boat. There’s no real arc for him, he supports Rafe’s story. Which Sofia also does, but she gets a family backstory, she’s seen interacting with characters outside of Rafe, she has an individual arc that affects only her and not Rafe– yet she doesn’t get that same fanon treatment. Instead she’s denigrated for being too boring, being too annoying, being too meek. Like female characters being held to a different standard to male ones makes me so upset.

(Idk this was a whole rant, if you disagree with me I’d love to hear you out. But I tried to be objective about this. Like yes it makes it easier for me to like her because I’m in love with Fiona Palomo, but in such a big and active fandom, it’s strange to me how little love she gets? Does the pre eminence of x reader fics contribute to this? Probably. Ugh idk I just felt like complaining tbh😓)

Like look at herrrr she’s a cutieeee

[a-j-stuffs]

This might be a hot take but please tell me I’m not the only one who thinks Rafe has had a thing for Kie or still does.

And one more thing, I think he regrets the way he treated Sarah all this time and his behavior was that way only because he was jealous of her his entire life. I don’t feel like Rafe became the bad guy on purpose, I feel like besides the Pope incident, which was absolutely horrible, every bad thing he ever did was just so he would grow in his father’s eyes. I feel like he did everything to make his dad see him, truly see him and maybe love him as much as he loved Sarah. And the reason why he’s acting that way towards her is because even in the last second their father protected her. He knows it’s not her fault Ward died, but the fact that he died saving her and the pogues made him so angry because he knows he wouldn’t have the chance to make him see who he really is. And somehow he actually blames himself for everything because he sent Ward with the pogues and even if he tought he was helping him the tought still haunts him to this day. That’s why he drinks so much and that’s why he acts so angry, because he’s grieving and anger is the only emotion he ever felt and received from everyone in his life.

I’m not trying to say that the way he acted is normal or okay in any way, but I feel really sorry for the character. Like Whezzie has Rose and Ward kind of loved her, Sarah always had Ward on her side no matter what and she also has John B and the pouges but Rafe was always alone Topper and Kelce hang out with him because he’s rich, Barry was his drug dealer, he got along with Wheezie but she’s a child and he burned bridges with Sarah a long time ago. And I think he really cares about Sofia but he’s to stubborn to admit it to himself and he’ll either realize that when it’s too late and he’ll lose her or not at all.

[killianjonesapologist]

RAFE CAMERON ANALYSIS PART 5 (LAST ONE!)

Ok, now the only thing that he did that’s slightly unredeemable was when he said that Sofia was just a hook up because he’d never be with a pogue, but the thing is, he clearly likes the pogues better. He’s like Sarah where he just so desperately wants a place to fit in and just to be liked. Since birth his dad never praised him for anything, always quick to praise Sarah instead, so it makes total sense why he says rude shit just to get people to like him and see him as an equal. Sofia after that scams him out of literally $400k and I truly can’t be mad at either of them. Rafe has trust issues and wants to be liked, but Sofia definitely did not deserve that. She does go to tell him about the scam but he interrupts her by apologizing and saying that he didn’t care if she was a pogue or a kook. He just wanted her. Obviously it makes sense why he ended it I’d be pretty mad if my gf scammed me out of like four hundred thousand dollars, but she didn’t mean to (I mean she did, but she was going to tell him when he apologized for being the worst.) but at the same time, he’s watched everyone he loves betray him. Barry, his dad, probably his mom, and now Sofia is gone too. He has every right to be angry but that’s the one thing he kind of deserves. He’s just so desperate for that little bit of praise he never got, and later in the season he made it very clear that he didn’t mean anything he said. I mean hell, he proposed to her! (That scene literally ruined me-) anyways, I completely understand why people don’t like him, but by season 4 it’s kinda weird to me that people still don’t like him even a little

TY SM FOR READING IVE WANTED THIS TO BE IN THE WORLD SINCE FOREVER! 🩷

[allthedamnlove]

AQUAMARINE: RAFE CAMERON X SOFIA FANFICTION: Chapter 2

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Rafe Cameron felt like he needed to snort a line of cocaine. 

It was only 8 p.m. 

He felt red-hot anger and exasperation pulsing through his veins, his forehead nearly bursting with the nerve about to bust with all his worries.

All his plans to start afresh, to grow his roots and his own dynasty went poof as the bane of his existence, the unmoving specter in his life, Ward Cameron just waltzed back into his life. And he is planning to ruin everything that Rafe worked so hard for. 

But Rafe is not letting his dad run his show this time. No, not anymore. He is tired of being the afterthought, exhausted from being a beck and call to others when they never even needed him in the first place. He has been cleaning other’s messes with no paycheck or even proper acknowledgment and he is sick of it. 

So he’s taking back what’s rightfully his. Starting from taking complete control of the gold. Gold that he successfully procured. Gold that he risked his life for by being a hostage of a nutcase in the Bahamas. He doesn’t want to go back to Gudalope where he will be stuck living under his father’s and worse, that cunning bitch, Rose’s thumb. 

He wants redemption too, but he wants to do it his way. Not as a handout from Ward Cameron. Times like this, he felt like no one actually saw him as his own person. No one actually believed him. Not even the people he loved the most. 

Does he even love them? He wondered. He killed an innocent person to cover for his dad and it gave him nothing but nightmares and his reputation and mental peace were tarnished to the point of no return. And yet the same person for who he took a gun and killed someone in cold blood couldn’t even look him in the eyes when Rafe if he would choose him or his sister. 

And Sarah, 

Sarah. 

Contrary to popular opinion, Rafe Cameron has a lot of regrets in life, and if he made a mental list of all his past mistakes he would say choking his own sister would be the first thing written in neon bold letters. He still vividly remembers Sarah’s eyes, identical to his, pleading with him not to drown her, 

“It’s me, Sarah, your sister” 

It plagues not only his dreams but during random moments too; his mind playing that night’s memories of him being a psychopath like a movie: the scenes of him nearly killing Sarah glued onto his mind like the film got stuck and couldn't ever move to the next scene. He wished he could go back in time and stop himself from doing that heinous act to his sister. 

He still held a smidge of grudge towards Sarah for giving up her family for a Pogue. And yet, she’s the apple of Father Dearest’s eyes. While he can’t even make my own money without Ward breathing down on his neck. 

This ends now. 

He is not exactly ecstatic that the biggest hindrance in his life is his own dad. In fact, Rafe wants to find his own footing ‘cuz he aspires to be like him. He wants to earn like him, build shit like him. 

Or that’s what he is trying to say to himself as he’s downing his fourth beer of the night in the middle of a random party. The glass felt cold on his nimble hands, the chill comforting the burn on his fingers. He melted the last batch of gold from the cross and since Barry, who was not usually afraid to get his hands dirty, hesitated to burn the cross so Rafe ended up doing most of the work and is feeling the residual heat right now. His arms were sore from all the heavyweight work, but his heart was content. He sold a part of it today, hauling a hefty 60K bucks under his belt.

Finally, at least something is going according to his plan. 

Yet then, he felt this vacant, gaping hole hollowing out his insides. 

He’s only twenty two and yet he felt so old. Life has aged him in ways that his past self could never even fathom. After everything life has thrusted onto him and the horrors he gave back to his life made him feel empty sometimes. The last person who ever truly listened to him and loved him was his mom. And god knows where she is now. Ward just clinically told his five-year-old self that “she just packed her stuff and left, son” with no tears, just that empty stare he’s been giving Rafe for the past fifteen years. 

Then why does he want to become like him?  Like Ward Cameron, cold cold-blooded killer who went to unspeakable lengths for greed and money but loved his family. 

Did he love him though? He should right?  Or is it just part of a facade?

“He went to jail for me, that must have meant something?” he thought to himself as he mindlessly gazed at the beach in front of him. He was accompanied by Kelce and Ian, a touron who occasionally comes to OBX for the “ladies” meaning he frequents the orgies happening in Figure 8, takes a shit ton of mushrooms, and then goes back to his corporate job. But hey, he should be the last person to judge, he’s done things that trump anyone’s rap sheet in this party. 

So there he was, listening to both of them talk about the latest “assets” of OBX, the other two shamelessly throwing flirty looks at girls who winked back at them and hollering at them. Rafe would have been interested in their conversation two years ago but now, he craves for something more than someone to warm his bed. He still would like to have the occasional hook up ‘cuz he is a man at the end of the day but he is painfully aware that after the high of the pleasure hits, all he would feel is an empty bed and no one to actually call his. 

Moreover, he hasn’t slightly shaken himself off from something that happened a week ago. Or someone. Someone with a white polo shirt and a navy blue skirt; bangs curtaining one of the prettiest eyes he’s ever seen. 

He still doesn’t know why he went up to that bartender…Sofia and flirted with her when his usual type is girls who are “conventionally” pretty, the ones who litter the porn magazines he used to buy when he was slonking coke; tall, blonde, tits so big that he knows it’s fake, big blue green eyes and would totally smoke crack with him, fuck him and then leave him eventually. And he was fine with that.  

But that night, Rafe couldn’t resist talking to her which was weird considering that she held an air of mundaneness around her. She is a Pogue, obviously, and is probably like all of the others, scraping the bottom just to get tips and pennies from Kooks. Yet when they shared that ten minutes, Rafe felt like his age after a long time; he wasn’t burdened by his reputation. In fact, when Sofia played that little game of deliberately misnaming his name, he felt boyish. At the moment, he was just a boy trying to get the attention of a pretty bartender. 

Funnily enough, he wants to experience that feeling again. He was so busy with handling the gold that he didn’t have enough time to go to the country club for a week. But that amber-eyed girl took a lodging in the deepest nook of his heart. For what reason, he can’t even make out without wanting to approach her again? He wanted to see her again, he could have gone to the country club tonight but Kelce dragged him to this party, saying “It’s been too long since I got drunk with you man. Come on, drinks on me?”  

He couldn’t shake the feeling of her.

Did she think about him too? 

And so here he is, physically present in this party yet his mind miles away from the noise. The trio was actually situated quite far away from the heart of the celebration, a throng of Tourons and Kooks taking body shots and doing headstands on keg stands. The summer house where the party was in full swing, was lit with warm fairy lights; making the beach sand look orange on the ink-blue night.  

The sea seemed untamed, almost fearless even. With the waves battling to crash into the coast; wide surges of water splintered into millions of bubbles as it kissed the wet sand. The water. Sometimes he felt like the ocean was the only entity that completely understood him. The whole strip of coastline was prohibited for swimming, that’s why the sea looked so pristine from here. The water in that area was infested with some poisonous yet endangered fish so the local government has restricted even going near the water at all times. The beach looked spotless and vacant from his view, the cool July breeze feathering over his shirt and caressing him. 

He missed Outer Banks terribly and was glad he was back even under unsavory circumstances. 

Now Kelce and Ian steered their conversation towards crypto and mining, saying that they should have invested at least in “that corny ass Doge coin man” while he was still peering at the unoccupied beach. 

Until it wasn’t 

In the dark haze from a distance, Rafe saw a silhouette jogging from the corner of his eyes. He couldn’t fully decipher the details of the shadowy figure, just a flash of white and blue running along the sealine, and the distant sound of whistles from the anonymous source. He was teeing between two choices: one, to either go up to the stranger and warn them about the blisters, poisoning and the inevitable death they would witness if they went through swimming in the ocean, or two, go about his day and let the person gloriously swim to their tragedy. However, the other two also caught onto the situation and were also standing by as the person ran close to the water. 

“Oh damn, that man doesn’t know the water is poisoned. Should we rescue them?” said Ian as he stood planted on the sand. Kelce just shook his head, “Nah man, clearly they shouldn’t swim here. There must be a sign somewhere that you can’t swim here and they would have seen it too. He is probably trying to kill himself, and I don’t wanna go near that dangerous waters, right, Rafe?”

He was still unclear on what to do, his conscience fighting in two polar opposite ways, but he just hummed a “Hmm” as he nursed his beer. 

But what he saw then completely changed his mind. 

He inspected the man closely, hoping to put a face on this “suicidal” person trying to either end his life in the most gruesome way or is an innocent tourist just dipping their feet in the water. Then he noticed the shoulder-length hair and the bangs. What sealed his suspicions were those shoes. Keds with stripes of neon orange that glimmered in the dark. The exact ones a specific honey-eyed girl wore a week ago. 

That “man” was Sofia. 

He didn’t know what possessed him to drop his beer in the sand and sprint to her at lightning speed but he was glad that he did so. He ran towards Sofia who was oblivious to any of the raucous behind her and was actually peeling her uniform off, and throwing her shoes carelessly on the coarse beach sand. She was still whistling some tune as she started to waddle near the sea; her legs immersed in the water. Rafe went quick on his feet and staggered as he neared Sofia; his hands grabbing her from behind. 

Sofia’s conscience went full alert as she felt an unknown hand creeping up her waist and seizing her body completely. She instantly screamed, her cries cutting through the staggering noise of the faraway party. 

Fuck, Rafe thought; she must have assumed that he was trying to assault her. He should have called for her before he snagged her. 

“SOFIA!” he screamed back, hoping he didn’t scare her to death. 

She turned around now, stunned by the call of her name. She looked surprised yet horrified as she recognized Rafe in the pale moonlight; surprised that out of all the places and all of the people in Outer Banks, it had to be this beach and Rafe Cameron who saw her in her bra and panties and terrified that she was caught off guard, even though her assailant might have meant no harm. 

“Rafe?” she asked, shaking as the chills hit her like a freight train. They were both quite far from hot waters, yet his hands were on her shoulders now, and he had a bewildered look on his face. “What are you doing, Sofia? Are you crazy?” 

“I just wanted to swim on the beach, why did you drag me out?” she screamed back

He pointed his hands towards the sea and told “You’re not supposed to swim here, there are deadly shit living around that water”

“Oh,” Sofia just quipped back, her face turning a burning shade of red from embarrassment now. One day she wanted to “C’est la vie” life; trying to be spontaneous and throw her usual reservations in the air, she ended up completely humiliating herself . The worst part was that the person who witnessed her tomfoolery was the guy who has been haunting Sofia’s daydreams for the past week. 

Now that she thought about it, drowning in the ocean and dying might be a better idea than the guy she was having an itsy bitsy crush on asking her if she was crazy. 

“I’ve…never properly dived into the ocean and I wanted to do it for a long time…the shift ended early and I was driving back and then I saw there was no one in this area and I-”

Her rambling was cut short by Rafe who was trying not to shamelessly ogle the brunette; her simple white lacy bra with matching underwear, and the simple bow stitched in the valley of her breasts elicited a flick of hunger in his belly. Along with the water drops resting peacefully on her supple skin, Rafe felt a pit of pure desire rushing through his veins. But somehow he kept his cool and said, “It’s alright, you missed the warning signs”

“I didn’t see any.”

“Huh?” he wondered if Sofia was not the first person to enthusiastically swim their way to their demise. Someone should put up the sign again. Thank God, he was there to save her at the last minute. 

“I didn’t see any sign board about any warning”

“Oh, you better be careful jumping in the ocean at random times. People might think you might be suicidal or sum’ shit.”

For a split second, fear flashed in her eyes; and before Rafe could discern it, she masked her discomfort by a light laugh, “Yeah, I should be looking for warning signs, I guess.” 

Rafe saw her shivering and beckoned her to come with him, “Hey, grab your clothes. It’s cold as fuck here and you may get sick if you keep standing here”  She followed suit, hastily climbing into her uniform, Rafe’s attention warming her up in the chilly weather. She took her Keds from the muddy water and followed Rafe who started to walk to the parking lot a few metres away. He could feel Kelce and Ian’s eyes drilling holes in the back of his head but he paid no attention, helping Sofia as she grimaced, feeling the wet sand between her toes. 

“Oh God, my car’s gonna get soaked from all this mud, UGH!!! why didn’t I just go home like a normal person”  

He smirked at her comical disposition, “Well, at least you are alive, so that counts right?”

“Yeah, whatever”

They reached the parking space and Rafe took out his car keys to unlock the boot space. Sofia meanwhile just stood there and called for him.  

“Hey, so thank you for… basically saving my life. Umm…I hope we stop meeting under these weird circumstances.”

The Range Rover hummed to life as he clicked his keys. Rafe turned around as he opened the trunk, hands grabbing the beach towel he stowed just in case for situations like these, and then walked over to her. As he stood in front of her, Rafe and Sofia couldn’t help but pause for a moment; momentarily staring at each other. A surge of electricity brewed between them, both forgetting their own words and just trying to see what the other was thinking. A random person hollering, “YEAH BABY” broke their unmistakable trance. Rafe broke the silence and cleared his throat.

“Don’t mention it and also, I don’t mind meeting you in weird situations. Minus you accidentally drowning yourself in poisonous water.”

“Yeah, I should just stick to going to work and back home.”

“Hey now,  you got into this mess because you don’t know this place. And you need a proper guide for you to actually…you know…see shit and enjoy this place you know?”

She was picking up what he was trying to throw, “And who do you think would be a great tour guide for me?”

“Me, obviously for a couple of reasons. One,” he held his pinkie up, “I was born here and grew up here. So I know every corner of this place and Two,” he held another finger up, “I don’t think you can trust the guides here, they all are a bunch of no-goes. So yes, I think I may be a good contender for showing you around this place, starting from…tomorrow. I know this great place to swim. It's right outside my house actually.” 

“Ohh, but umm…” Sofia was interested but still hesitant, she wanted to go see where Rafe lived but a small yet realistic part of her was skeptical about going to a guy’s house that she met only twice. 

“Look, I am throwing this killer party tomorrow at my mansion. Eats up all of this party city bullshit over here” he motioned toward the ongoing party, “And it would be great if you drop by tomorrow. I’ll show you a real party, Outer Banks style. We can even go swimming if you want.”

Rafe, in fact, didn’t even have the slightest idea of throwing a party tomorrow. He was supposed to be meeting Barry tomorrow to sell more gold nuggets. But he wanted to impress her for no reason. And might as well, throw a party for his homecoming; hey it’s Rafe Cameron’s world and everyone’s just living in it. 

Sofia bit her lip in thought and after a beat, she slowly shook her head, “Ok…I’ll drop by. See how the Kook King actually parties” 

His smile was radiant as he canted his head, “You won’t be disappointed. Hey, so lemme get you your number…” he rambled as he slyly asked for her contact, “for you know, information purposes. Like letting you know when and where’s the party, you know…”

She cut him off by raising her hand and laughed, her hair clinging to her face in artistic swirls “Very smooth, Rafe. Don’t worry, you can have my number.” she said as she waited for Rafe to open his phone. He scrambled to grab his phone from his trouser pocket, the chunky grey iPhone lighting up as he opened up the Contacts app. She easily spelled out her number with Rafe’s fingers swiftly typing up her digits on his screen. She peered up to him to check if the number he typed was correct and retracted back, her stance swaying as he pocketed the phone back in his pants. Both of them fell into a state of uncomfortable silence again.

“Umm…so…” Sofia looked around, “I guess I’ll get going then. My ma must be worried.”

“Yea, umm…hope I see you tomorrow. I’ll text you the deets soon.”

“Hmm, ok. Good night, Rafe, and…thank you, really. I owe you one.” she went to her car then, slowly waving goodbye, her car door shutting with a soft click. 

“Bye.” He had no business watching her car leave until it passed by his eyesight yet he just stared at the empty road for a good minute, mind reeling and replaying all the glances and words Sofia graced him. He’ll be dreaming of her again, he was sure. 

As he walked back to his own car, he pulled up his phone and dialed a number, a person at the other end picking up the call in a hot second. 

“Barry, we may have to move up the agenda for tomorrow. I have a party to plan”

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Me writing this chapter and all of the chapters in the future of this long ass fic:

Sooo, first of all, thank you so so so much for the love for the first chapter. You guys cant even fathom how much it means to me that you guys even take your time to read my silly little words and even love it, I am speechless. This fic is kinda my comfort thing right now, considering that rest of my life is pretty shitty rn and my mental health is an all time low, so any reblogs or comments or likes would be astronomical right now. But it's also fine if you just read it :)))

Sadly I cant tell you when's the next update cuz there's Christmas and sadly, real life shit that I need to attend to (even though I really do not want to and write AM every minute) but all I can say is that THE NEXT CHAPTER IS A VERY CRUCIAL CHAPTER AND PROBABLY WILL BE RELEASED IN TWO PARTS SO I AM SO SO EXCITED TO WRITE IT

So Merry Christmas and advanced Happy New Years :))))))) Hope the next year treats you kindly and with love.

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[softspiderling]

hi lovely!! would you be open to writing something about rafe + sofia? i would love to see your take on them. maybe how they met, how they are with each other, or how she ends up in his bed?? or just to hear ur thoughts!! i love ur insta profiles tooo

wdym you want to hear my thoughts?😭 ILY!!!

okay, so what i'm thinking is: we know sofia works at the country club as a bartender, they clearly know each other judging by the way they were talking to each other at a party, and she knows him very superficially ("You'll come to it." "You don't even know me." "I know enough, Rafe. You're not like everyone else from the club with their golf shoes and their shiny watches.")

they probably know each other from the country club (we also see sofia pouring rafe a drink in 3x8) and he invited her to the party bc she's pretty (also bc he's a hypocrite bc he keeps going on about pogues and shit and sofia is clearly not a kook) and gives her a tour of the estate (before barry interrupts them). rafe tells sofia to meet him upstairs and they clearly hook up (she wakes up in his bed, in a shirt that looks boyish and very diff to the dress she was seen at the party in) and he seems pretty smitten when she wakes up and flirts with her.

but what i also want to point out is, sofia is not dumb. she knows that something is going on and she's probably heard the rumours about peterkin's death, she looks visibly worried/upset when she sees him tuck his gun into his waistband. he tries to play it off, tells her to feel free to hang out at his place

when we see her next, she's sleeping in the bed AGAIN while rafe is having a complete meltdown over sending an assassin after ward and when she wakes up, she's dressed in her work clothes and says "thank you for letting me crash".

sofia is also the first person who rafe opens up to (besides kie and sarah) (everyone who thinks that rafe/kiara will become a thing: wake up), and he opens up WILLINGLY. yes, he does hide details, wanting to seem likable, and she tells him what he needs to hear, so he can grow as a character. sofia is the first person who tells him he's a good person and that she believes in him and means it. how fucked up is that?

anyways long story short, i think they can set up sofia to be a pretty important character if they decide to bring fiona back. I really do like them together, the only thing i'd hate to see is if she only exists to better him, because that would be a waste of her character.

i hope this is what you meant when you said you wanted to hear me thoughts. also super sorry that this took so long, ily

[itneverendshere]

can you describe rafe’s storyline in part 2? I can’t watch it yet for awhile and I’m too curious not to spoil it for myself LOL you can put a spoiler tag but plz do tell 🙏 esp with Sofia and Sarah

he purposes with his mother's ring, sofia tries to tell him the truth about the deal she made with hollis, but he just starts professing his love and shit so she doesn't. he calls her in morocco and they tell each other i love you and then...like not even two hours later he finds out she betrayed him, calls her breaks the engagment off and tells her "pack your shit and get ouf of my house". it's so sad bc he's like "is it true???" and she doesn't open her mouth to defend herself ONCE, cause she knows she fucked up real bad :(

sarah goes to rafe to get help in ep6., but that man is also broke, they kinda talk about how rose's not letting any of them near wheezie so they "bond" for like 2 minutes over that, but she doesn't trust him.

eventually they need to get to morroco, rafe helps them get there (thanks barry for the boat), but also helps jj stay a free man (he was wanted by the police. rafe tells shoupe a bunch of important shit, im not gonna spoil it cause its a lot). rafe needs the money too, he goes a little fucking crazy for a while, sarah saves his life, he goes crazy for 5 seconds again but finally listens to her, she tells him he's the only family she got, about ward saving her life and my man is CRYING being like nonono you're gonna betray me everyone does (bc he JUST found out sofia did) eventually he gives up and gives her the map the pogues needs to find the treasure, but instead of taking the map first Sarah hugs him and they both start crying. he helps burry jj's body (dont know if you knew that ups) and tells them that if jj was his friend, he'd go hunting down his killer, and everyone agrees <333333 he's joining them next season

there's a lot more details to it but this is all i could recall atm

[aew-regression-cove]

caregiver rafe cameron headcannons

𓆉°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ regressor reader

He doesn't have a clue what he's doing... Like not at all- (let's please remember him offering Wheezie drugs completely forgetting she was only 13 💀)

^ I do see him genuinely trying his best though.

If he cares about an individual he will do anything for them- even if he's not always the best at showing that.

He has the money to spoil you-

Rafe genuinely loves the amount of trust you put in him to tell him about your regression let alone to let him care for you. It means a lot to him.

Calls you things like: 'sweetheart', 'kid', 'baby', 'princess', 'doll', 'lamb/little lamb' (apologies that these are kinda feminine, but these self indulgent an it's just what my brain thinks when thinkin bout CG Rafe) However he's also not against calling you 'crybaby' but I do feel like he can tell when it's absolutely not the right time to use that as a nickname.

For some reason I associate lambs with CG Rafe so I could see like the first thing he gets you being a lamb plushie!!!

He has rules for you (previously established when not regressed) and he's pretty strict on them. It's safe to say puppy eyes will rarely get him to change his mind.

Is not afraid to give time outs if you break the rules. Is surprisingly calm when speaking to you after the time outs though- explaining exactly why you were put in time out and asking you why you broke whatever rule you broke.

^ Would not tolerate you being rude- that is an immediate warning and if you carried on it would be time out-

He is not curbing his language around you- He will pick you up on your language though if your own gets excessive.

^ Rafe would actively work on getting better regarding keeping his temper (think how much calmer he's been since Sofia)

He could absolutely do your hair (maybe from doing Sarah's or Wheezies when younger 😭), however if you ask him he'll absolutely huff and act frustrated with your asking.

Rafe: "Can you not do your own hair kid-?"

*You just pouting at him*

Rafe: "..."

Rafe: "Sit. If you complain I will stop-"

Would not like at all the idea of you being anywhere near the Pogues. He would get frustrated and borderline manipulative if you did. In his eyes he's protecting you sooo that might have to be a sit down and have a long conversation moment-

Would take you on trips on his boat!!!

^ Motorcycle too!!! (He makes sure you're safe tho!!!)

If you're regressed it's safe to say you are not touching any alcohol- not a chance.

He's not massive on physical affection- however in public he'd be big on standing behind you, his hands resting on your hips and in the evenings/when he's tired he's not opposed to cuddles, especially if you are struggling/won't sleep.

I could see him taking you golfing with him (and Topper)

^ Speaking of Topper, I think he or Barry (depending on what the relationship between them with Rafe is at the time) would be his go to babysitters-

^ When Sofia joined the picture she'd absolutely volunteer to look after you!!! <3

Beach trips!!! :D

Would genuinely be so upset with himself if he ever yelled/lost control at/around you- he doesn't want to be like his dad scare you. :(

Does not handle tantrums/crying overly well.. kinda has the mentality of 'just get over it' (which was probably due to his fathers attitude towards him) however he will try his absolute best to stay patient and help you.

He absolutely makes sure you are looking after yourself/he's looking after you if you're not- (making sure you bath, brush your teeth, brush your hair etc)

Has it out for any small toys of yours (Sylvanian Families, Littlest Pet Shops, etc) — (You have a habit of leaving them just dotted in random places, or putting them places you know he'll be for 'good luck' / 'to keep him safe')

Despite all his effort I think he would struggle and feel quite insecure/concerned that he's not doing a good job in looking after you- He would never admit this tho.

ⓘ if you want to reblog, let me know and I'll decide to temporarily unlock the post or not <3

[delayeddrabbles]

for your imagined being loved by me fic will sofia be involved in rafe and barry’s relationship too? like will it be all 3 of them or just rafe getting with them separately?

haha hey hi good question. Thanks for asking it.

thats the part I'm figuring out. I don't personally see Sofia and Barry ever getting together romantically or sexually. I think he's more a part of the furniture/family friend vibe. She's comfortable with them being together but I don't know if the two worlds would ever fully cross... unless maybe the kids were all out and she didn't have to worry about explaining things to them.

If you want a full polycule/polyamory sitch there's a lot of good writers that do that. This is probably not that. It's murky and messy. This is not Sofia at the center. It's very much Rafe at the center.

I don't want to get Rarry fans hopes up that they'll be the centre of the story. The main focus is Rafe and Sofia but I'm trying to figure out how comfortable Rafe is with the Barry thing. How out is he??? I mean I made a whole post about it that somehow got notes 🤣

Currently the plot is Rafe and Barry are deeply codependent and probably verging on a situationship by the time Sofia comes into the picture. Things have happened but a relationship has never actually started. Then he shows up suddenly engaged to Sofia and Barry's thrown. Some of this will happen "off screen" as it'll be Sofia slowly piecing things together but he is definitely at the wedding and definitely hurt.

That's in the original time line. Then as we jump forward ten years I think they're all fully comfortable with Barry wandering in and out of their lives as he so chooses. Rafe and Sofia's marriage ebbs and flows and so does his relationship with Barry.

As Cleo and JJ cause more drama with their gangs and Pope and Kie hunt them down as cops Rafe and Barry's bond will be tested and he might have to choose between the two of them. This story isn't fully plotted out and I'm only on chapter two so 🤷🏽‍♀️

I'm so nervous cause I'm not sure which answer you were hoping for!

[nottsangel]

Oh me too, I wish I was the toothpick😭 I definitely understand why though🥵

Yeah I like the actress, don’t get me wrong, and she is pretty! But the character I don’t care for much, even if we were to get a backstory I don’t know if I’d like them together only because I believe Rafe doesn’t need a gf right now..he needs help more than a gf🤣 and I don’t believe in him changing just for a girl, he’s the man of the house and does whatever tf he wants🤣 but I guess we just have to wait and see what’s to come🫣 OMG I thought I was the only one who thought that Barry was looking good LOL, especially season 3. Like damn👀

Thank you beautiful🤍 so do you, you deserve the world and much much more🥹 I feel like it’s part of my daily routine now to talk to you���� you just know how to make me smile. Ily too!

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LMAOOO mood 😭😭😭 hmm yeah true. especially because she came out of nowhere. for example kie and jj and john b and sarah make sense because they’re already characters in the story but sofia ??? they just inserted her into the story out of nowhere. barry was soooo fine, he lowkey reminded me of billy loomis so maybe that’s why lmao

oh stop you’re gonna make me cry !!!! that’s the sweetest thing ever please you make me smile too i love u i love u i love u !!! ☹️🤍

[thewomanwhowatchedchristmas]

Single All the Way (2021)

I laughed so hard I couldn’t breathe a few times during this movie. It is beautiful.

Peter (Michael Urie) is excited because he’s finally not single on Christmas. He wants to take his boyfriend Tim (Steve Lund) to New Hampshire with him to meet his family. Peter is a set designer for ad campaigns (I think) in LA, but his dream is to open his own plant store. He lives with his best friend Nick (Philomen Chambers) and Nick’s dog Emmett. Nick is an author but is in kind of a slump after the success of his first book, so he’s been working for the app TaskRabbit. People hire him to do odd jobs for them, like hang their Christmas lights. This is how Nick finds out that Tim is married. To a woman. With children. Peter ends things immediately, but he doesn’t want to be single on Christmas, so he wants to lie to his family and tell them that he and Nick have fallen in love after all these years. Nick doesn’t agree to lie, but he does agree to go to New Hampshire. Emmett goes to a doggy hotel, which I don’t know how many there are out in LA, but there’s 3 in my area, and they all get booked up well before any major holiday, so that’s probably the least believable thing about this movie.

In New Hampshire, we meet Peter’s whole family: his mom Carole (Kathy Najimy) who goes by Christmas Carole in December, his dad Harold (Barry Bostwick), his “favorite” sister Lisa (Jennifer Robertson), his other sister Ashleigh (Melanie Leishman), his nieces Dani (Madison Brydges) and Sofia (Alexandra Beaton), his nephews Simon (Gryffin Hanvelt) and Sam (Viggo Hanvelt), his brothers in law Tony (Stefano DiMatteo) and Jim (Victor Andres Turgeon-Trelles), and the iconic Aunt Sandy (Jennifer Coolidge). But before Peter and Nick announce their relationship, Christmas Carole tells Peter that she has set him up a blind date with the new personal trainer at her gym, James (Luke Macfarlane). Nick pushes Peter to do it because Nick doesn’t want to lie to Peter’s family.

So Peter goes out with James, and the dates go well, but the whole time Peter is wishing he were with his family. Eventually Peter realizes that the only thing he really cares about in LA is Nick and that he wants to move back to New Hampshire.

I loved everything about this movie. Who amongst us has not done choreography to a Britney song with our relatives? The whole family is delightfully quirky in all the best ways. Also, shout out to Kevin the Snow Plow Guy (Dan Finnerty) for giving us such a performance. Overall, 5 stars.

[lostsyren]

🎞˙✧˖°📷 ༘ ⋆｡˚ pictures that remind me of rafe & sofia

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Crashing over at Barry’s together:

- staying in the spare room

- kisses whilst Barry is away

- hot summer days and nights by the makeshift bonfire

- Rafe makes Barry hide all evidence of drugs whenever Sofia comes over

- Barry lets Sofia take a drawer for her belongings, a courtesy he doesn’t extend to Rafe

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Vacationing at one of the Cameron holiday houses:

- short summer dresses and white linen shirts

- Rafe has to beg Sofia to let him take her. She feels bad that he’s always spending so much money on her, but when she realises how lonely the boy is, she understands why

- days just lounging about in the shade

- getting tipsy with wine

- Rafe tries to ignore the old memories he had with his family, instead trying to make new ones with Sofia

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Dates:

- Rafe takes her to the swankiest of restaurants

- little black dresses, touches under the table

- Sofia takes him to her favourite little cafe in the Cut

- sometimes Sofia feels a little out of place in these fancy places, but Rafe always tries hard to make the night wonderful for her

- “your place or mine?”

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Spending the night:

- after a while they both slowly realised it wasn’t just sex

- Rafe was distant at first, but soon became more comfortable with the little touches and interlocked fingers and welcomed Sofia’s presence in his life

- lazy mornings together

- Rafe always tries to stop Sofia rushing away in the early hours for her shift at the country club

- sometimes they don’t even have sex, they just talk until one of them dozes off, the other watching them sleep with a faint smile

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Beach days:

- watching the sunset together

- Rafe watches Sofia in adoration, the way her eyes gleam in the light– he’s always been enamoured by her eyes

- as dusk approaches they each part with little secrets, the sea making their problems seem small

- the smell of sunscreen and salty air

- Sofia buys him ice cream with sprinkles and chocolate sauce, despite him saying he doesn’t want any– he did

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Small moments:

- Sofia finds eye contact easy, whilst Rafe struggles, yet she never looks away

- little pecks that Rafe never expects, Sofia always leaning up on her toes to graze her lips across his cheek before she leaves

- Rafe always has the urge to embrace her, bundling her up in his arms, but he never initiates it, only when she nuzzles her head closer does he wrap his arms around her

- domestic bliss– making breakfast in the morning, Rafe driving Sofia to work when she’s late, Sofia bringing over dinner from the club when he says he hasn’t eaten

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