#rafe cameron x baddie!reader

[starkeysprincess]

Can you do a Rafe x Baddie girlfriend smut? Like Rafe has this girlfriend who's like nobody he's every dated before, she definitely has the power in the relationship which isn't normal for Rafe since he usually wears the pants but he doesn't care because he likes how demanding she is. And he usually likes to be in control in the bed but instead she takes over and he's just mesmerized and in love with her.

Good Boy

pairing: rafe x baddie!gf warnings: sub!rafe, dom!reader, use of "good boy", praise, p in v, creampie, 18+ mdni word count: 805

a/n: pls keep in mind this is my first time writing sub!rafe

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When you and Rafe first started dating, people were questioning your relationship, trying to figure out if the two of you would last because you weren’t the type that Rafe normally goes for. You weren’t a shy, submissive woman, you were the complete opposite and had no problem confronting people when needed and were never the one to shy away from speaking your mind. 

He liked how confrontational and demanding you were, it was different from what he was used to. Rafe always loved having control over anything and everything, including the women he dated but he didn’t have that same control when it came to you. You were like no woman he had ever dated before, he was used to being the one to wear the pants in the relationship but with you, you practically had him wrapped around your finger. 

Throughout all of his relationships, he was always the dominant one in bed and he figured you would be different in bed, assuming you were submissive but he was wrong when he experienced what you were like when it came to sex for the first time. 

The first time you and Rafe had sex, he had you on your back, his hand around your throat with your thighs spread open as he pounded you into the mattress of your bed. “Rafe, let me get on top” you moaned, only to earn a chuckle from him, “I don’t think so, you’re gonna lay here and take my cock”. Although he was making you feel good, your need for control was through the roof as one of your manicured hands wrapped around his wrist, pulling while your other hand pushed at his muscular chest with all your strength. 

His cock slipped out of you as you managed to push him onto his back, leaving him stunned while you climbed onto his lap, straddling him. You leaned over, opening the drawer of your nightstand before shutting it. You grabbed his wrists, pulling them up above his head before cuffing his wrists to your bed frame. “What the fuck are you doin’?” he gritted his teeth, tilting his head to see the fluffy, pink handcuffs around his wrists.

“You look so cute in pink” you purred, your fingers slithering up his bare chest. “Get them off-...oh shit” he groaned when he felt the warmth of your wet walls swallow his length as you lowered yourself onto him. Your hands rested on his chest, steadying yourself before you rolled your hips, earning a low moan from Rafe. “Shit…” he gasped, feeling your nails rake down his chest as you began to slowly bounce up and down his cock. You dip your head down, capturing his lips in a hungry kiss, swallowing his small groans. You suck his bottom lip between your lips, biting before letting go to bury your face against his neck, sucking and kissing at his sensitive flesh. 

You pull away from his neck, your hips bouncing faster, his cock sliding in and out with ease. You lean towards him, your chest pressing against his face and he doesn’t hesitate to lick and kiss at your chest, his tongue swirling around your hardened nipple before taking it into his mouth, sucking. He releases your nipple from his mouth with a wet pop before moving to the other. He feels your inner walls clench around him and a soft moan is pulled from you at the feeling of his mouth on you and his thick, cock filling you up with each bounce and roll of your hips. 

Your hand intertwined with his hair, tugging harshly as you pull him away from your tits, “Take these off or else” he threatened, tugging at the fluffy handcuffs as his eyes locked on the sight of your tits bouncing with each downward thrust you gave. “Or else what?” you tsked, your hand snaking up his chest to wrap around his throat, squeezing firmly. “Fuck…” he moaned, making you smirk at his reaction, “You’re doing so good” you cooed. He looks at you with heavy-lidded eyes, panting softly and he can’t help but be mesmerized by you.

“Fuck, ‘m so close, please” Rafe pleaded, “Please what?” you teased, wanting to hear him. “Please let me cum” he groans, feeling your cunt tighten around him, “Yeah? You want me to let you cum?” you taunted. “God yes…” he gasped, feeling his orgasm approaching, “Only good boys get to cum”.

“P-please, please let me cum. Fuck…I just wanna fill you with my cum” Rafe whimpers as he begs for his release. “Come on, baby, be a good boy and cum for me” you whispered, he bites his lip, stifling a low moan, feeling his cock twitch before his thick cum spilled inside you, “Good boy” you praised, peppering his face with kisses.

tagging: @oceandriveab / @babygorewhore / @drudyslut / @xxbimbobunnyxx / @shawtycoreee / @drewsonlyaurelia / @sturnioloshacker / @rafesthroatbaby / @hallecarey1 / @slumnit / @heartsforvin / @rafescurtainbangz / @eddieslut69 / @eternalbuckley / @starkeyisthelastname / @kisses4angel / @hyperfixationgirl / @emilysuperswag / @flvredcas / @rafeinterlude / @starkeysheart / @thatsthewaythechrissycrumbles / @fae-of-prey / @amandabbbbb / @rafecameroninterlude / @sabrina-carpenter-stan-account / @spid6y / @chimindity / @starkeysbebe / @spacexdrago / @honeybunniesoobin / @juniebugg / @wearemadeofstardust0 / @blckbrrybasket / @kisstaya / @rylie-m / @annoyingassleo / @nemesyaaa / @bimbotrashcan / @redhead1180 / @bunnyrafe

[brunettegirlwrites]

GOOD FOR YOU!

pairing: baddie!reader x rafe cameron

summary: things heat up after a night out.

author’s note: based off “good for you” by selena gomez & asap rocky

“hold up, take a minute, love”

you liked dressing up, especially to go out. there was something so therapeutic about getting all dolled up to go to the club. a night out off the mainland with rafe and your shared friends, was the perfect excuse to try on your new pink lacy dress your boyfriend bought you. “how does it look?”

“as good as it did when you first tried it on,” rafe muttered from his position on your bed. he looked up from the text message he had just sent topper. his eyes were now glued to how fat your ass looked from the back. you were kneeling down, putting on your heels, and he had a perfect view of your bare pussy. “god fuckin’ dammit,” he groaned, tossing his phone off to the side.

you looked up at him, head tilted to the side as you giggled. “what is it, daddy?” you knew exactly what was happening.

“get your ass over here.”

the way you ran over to him would’ve been embarrassing to others but he loved your eagerness when it came to getting fucked.

“but the way you touching on me in the club, rubbing on my miniature”

everyone painted you as this innocent, bubbly, classy girl who would never speak out of turn. however—with your ass pressed against rafe’s dick as you slowly dipped forward and began shaking it to the beat of the song—they knew you were no angel. not when it came to rafe.

“jackpot, hit the jackpot”

topper couldn’t stop staring at you as you walked past. he would try to cover it but glancing around the room when rafe caught him, but he knew. if it was any other guy who took it too far, he would’ve had a bottle smashed against the side of their head.

yeah, rafe didn’t give a shit what you were because he was always strapped.

yes, it did make him jealous to see all the hungry, lustful gazes that would come your way. but at the end of the day, he knew that you knew who you belonged to. and he dared anyone to try him.

besides, if anyone looked closely enough, they would see the stain he left on your dress.

“you look good, girl. you know you did good, don’t you?”

“i’m glad you came, daddy,” you whispered in his ear as you two went off to get drinks from the bar. a corona for him and a malibu sunrise for you, of course. tonight was a rare night he let you have more drinks than your limit allowed. probably because you let him fuck you raw right before getting into the Uber full of your friends.

“I bet you are,” you didn’t catch on to his joke at first. you were giggling about it later as you rolled around your bed, drunk and high off adrenaline from a good night.

“you look good, girl. I bet it feel good, don’t it?”

rafe had just exited the bathroom when he noticed you were sat up, legs spread wide to show him your dripping pussy. he smirked, knowing you were ready for round two. he began unbuttoning his shirt when he grabbed you by the ankles and pulled you closer to his body.

“come show me who you belong to.”

[ribbonprincess]

Rafe's baddie gf🎰

she's an icon,loves to wear all black with accents of red, jewelry is never missing, lipstick stains around cigarettes,cherry coca cola,red scratches on rafe's back from her stilettos,has made rafe work for it,drag him around while she talks his ear off about witches and supernatural stuff,black cat energy but deep inside she's a golden retriever.

[nottsangel]

rafe cameron’s rich and confident baddie!gf hcs ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

moodboard . outfits . masterlist . jj version .

ꨄ︎ rafe usually goes for sweet submissive girls, since he likes to have control, but the moment you laid your eyes on the pretty boy, you knew you had to have him. and as usual, you always get what you want.

ꨄ︎ all eyes are focused on you when you both enter a room, rafe simply being your accessory as your louboutin heels clack on the ground, head held high with your make up, nails and hair perfectly done.

ꨄ︎ rafe used to get lots of attention from girls before, but now that you’re dating him? girls don’t even dare to look his way because of your intimidating aura. if they were stupid enough to still flirt with him, then you’d have no problem putting the bitch in her place. “listen, yeah? you better go flirt with topper or kelce or whoever the fuck, cause trust me, you don’t wanna know what happens when my girlfriend finds out.”

ꨄ︎ you secretly pay the bill at a restaurant when rafe’s at the bathroom, a trick he used on his previous girlfriends. he comes back to the table, pulling his wallet out before you place your hand over it with a smile, telling him it’s already been paid. “oh for fucks sake. you really gotta stop that, a’ight?”

ꨄ︎ it’s always a battle for dominance in the bedroom, rafe desperately wanting to have all the control but you not letting him have it easily. one time he accidentally slipped out a ‘mommy’, which you’ve never let go of ever since. “i never fucking said that, okay? you heard it wrong!”

ꨄ︎ topper and kelce constantly tease rafe for being your bitch but not daring to say a word when you’re around, their demeanour instantly shifting when you walk into the room, making rafe smirk as he looks at you proudly. “not much to say now, top? yeah, that’s what i thought.”

ꨄ︎ you have no trouble confronting ward whenever he treats rafe unfairly. ward was taken aback at first, not being used to rafe’s girlfriends talking back at him, making his eyes widen and almost choke on his expensive wine. later, he realised you’re exactly the kind of girl rafe needed this whole time.

ꨄ︎ you’re the centre of attention at parties— your hips swinging to the beat when you’re dancing with your girlfriends, your short dress leaving little room for imagination. you’d try to drag rafe to the dance floor, interrupting him when he’s busy dealing drugs, but knowing he won’t ever say no to you. “jesus, just fucking leave me a— i mean. i’ll… i’ll be there in a bit, okay?”

[bloodibambiidoll]

Please turn this into a blurb mommmmmy https://www.tumblr.com/xxbimbobunnyxx/761850803036307456/rafes-gothgf-riding-passenger-seat

Oh, absolutely baby girl. This mayhap be a lil teaser for an AU I’m cooking up for after kinktober… Goth!Baddie!Reader, Car sex, brat reader, unprotected sex, daddy kink, creampie, mentions of throat fucking/spanking, choking 18+!!!!

“Would you quit that shit out?” Rafe scoffs as he glances at you out of the corner of his eye while he white knuckles the steering wheel. You’re both coming from his company work party and you exchanged the tight, black corset dress and platform heels you had on all night for a hoodie in the back of your boyfriend’s car. You left your fishnets on though. And you wouldn’t stop leaning forward to put your elbows on the dash while stretching your back and letting out these little groans. Rafe was about two seconds from losing it over the way your juicy ass looked every time the material of his hoodie rode up to show off your black thong. “I’m fuckin’ driving, put your ass away.”

“Why?” You tilt your head towards him, resting it on your forearms as you lean forward on the dash with your back arched as far as it can go. You bite your lip and wiggle your ass back and forth when you catch Rafe taking a quick glance at you over his shoulder. “Am I distracting you, daddy?”

“Now, that just isn’t even fair, princess.” You yelp when your boyfriend’s large hand suddenly comes down on your ass, he squeezes the meat of it tightly before returning his hand to the steering wheel. “Quit fuckin’ teasing me if you know what’s good for your little ass.”

“Keep fuckin’ teasing me if you know what’s good for your little ass - what’re you gonna do?” You giggle as you look over at him with your eyes filled with nothing but mischief. “You’re driving, dumb ass.”

“Fuckin’ excuse me?” Rafe slams on the breaks suddenly and luckily you’re on a fucking backroad in the middle of the night. He pushes the car into park before ripping the keys from the ignition and turning towards you with his eyes burning blue fire. You poked the bear, you know you did, but that’s what you wanted. “Get in the backseat. Now. Nah, don’t even argue, just fuckin’ do it.”

And that’s how you found yourself where you are now, your body practically folded in half in the back of Rafe’s car while he thrusts his cock into you so hard it shakes the entire vehicle. He has one hand on the back of your thigh, pushing it up against your chest in a way that was probably painful but the pleasure you were feeling outweighed it by a long shot. His other hand is wrapped tightly around your throat as he practically pins you to the leather seats with his body. Your makeup is completely fucked, your mascara and eyeliner are smudged beyond repair and the dark lipgloss you so perfectly reapplied was smudged down your chin along with Rafe’s load that he just spilled down your throat before slamming his cock inside you.

“Yeah, there’s my good little cock slut. This what you needed, huh? Just needed some fuckin’ dick?” Rafe practically growls as he watches your tongue roll across your chin and lips to lick the lingering parts of him off your skin and your pussy is squeezing him so fucking tight. He ripped your fishnets in half like they were nothing before pushing your thong to the side so he could fuck into your pretty little pussy. The material of your panties is rubbing against the side of his cock with each thrust and the bottom of your fishnets keeps slapping against his balls. “You’re so goddamn perfect. You act like such a little brat but at the end of the day all your are is my fuck Dolly, isn’t that right?”

“Yes daddy, yes, I’m just yours to use.” You moan deep in your throat as your pussy pulses around him, your perfectly manicured hands that he paid an assload for you to get the exact design you wanted claw at his back through his button down and he can tell you’re getting close for him.

“You gonna come for me? Be a good girl and gush all over daddy’s cock.” The hand on your thigh presses on your mound, feeling the bulge of his dick inside you with each thrust as he cups your clit with his palm and rubs rough circles against it. “Give me your cum, now.”

That has a blistering explosion of pleasure washing over you as you gush around his cock. Your juices drip down his balls and onto both of your thighs and that combined with the way your pussy is practically swallowing him whole makes his cock twitching deep inside you while ropes of his cum paint your walls. He pumps his hips against yours, filling you to the brim before pulling out and pulling your panties back over your pussy. Rafe leans down and places a filthy kiss on your lips and then shoves the oversized hoodie pressed up past your tits back down over your hips.

“Now get in your seat and no more bullshit till we get home. And if you think getting your throat fucked and getting dicked down in my backseat is punishment enough for your attitude not only in the car, but at the party tonight… Well, baby girl, that’s a really cute joke.” Rafe pats your cheek condescendingly before giving you a satisfied smile and climbing out of the car. You both get back into your respective seats and he starts the car, heading back toward the house. “I meant that I’m going to beat your little ass red when we get home, you realize that right?”

“Yeah, sure, whatever you say dad.” You scoff and roll your eyes at him before crossing your arms and throwing your feet up on his dash, which he hates.

“Oh, you are so fucked, you little slut.” Rafe chuckles darkly before pressing hard on the gas and speeding towards your house with you squealing and giggling. What can you say? You love a good punishment.

Tagging some moots: @babygorewhore @cxrrodedcoffin @eddiesxangel @starkeysprincess @cameronsprincess @rafeinterlude @sturnioloshacker 🖤

Divider is by @strangergraphics

[rafechubbygf]

rafe cameron x plus size!baddie!chubby!reader

you were the baddie one, but surely, the revenge one. you were the most praised kook ever, because of your daddy’s money. nobody made the most unforgettable, dirtiest, and craziest parties, weirdest as project x ones than you. at first, you were mocked and humiliated, always the center of attention but not for the right reasons and now, you were putting the bullies at your own feet, and you were surely making them hard in your expensive clothes that exposed your curves. some kooks denied the attraction they had for you, others only lived for that.

one day, you were sunbathing on your pool chair, an iced cocktail in your hands, sunglasses on your eyes, luxury hat on your head with a pretty black elbow, the life of a girl who was rich and who had the possibility to use her time as she wanted. you thought you were alone, you wanted to be alone, but someone had burst in front of you.

you knew this face. who didn't know him? it was rafe cameron. the one and only son of ward cameron. one of your father's very close friends.

without shame, he stared at your nice huge boobs which overflowed from your tiny bikini, looking down at your chubby belly. there was no disgust in his eyes. you could even tell he loved it, because he discreetly bit his bottom lip.

“ do you want me to help you daydream about my tits by taking off my top? “

“ so confident about your body. “

“ yes, i love making boys shy. “

he cleared his throat, looking up without being embarrassed.

“ i can bet you’ve never seen one this big.”

“ because you're so aware about my sex routine, yea ? “

“ i know, i'm right. anyway, tell me why are you here, country boy ?”

“ i want to sell drugs at your parties by now. you have all kooks in your house, let me help you make bigger parties. it's a win for the two of us.”

“ i don't need an acolyte. but thanks, sweet proposal, cameron.“

“ but you need a big man. “

you took off your sunglasses.

"you're wrong if you think i need a man. boys like you always humiliated me, thinking i wasn't pretty enough to be respected. so why would i do that for you? what if i say no, rafe ?”

“ absolutly nothing, sweetheart because i will take this for a yes. “

“ do you think i'm scared of you, do you think i can't stand up against you ? “

“ such a big girl, it's supposed to impress me ? do better and harder, you want to show off ? then, perform. “

you rolled your eyes, annoyed by his attitude, while crossing your arms, pressing them against your boobs.

“ also, you're wrong. “

“ about what ? “

“ i like chubby girls. “

“ you're not good at making jokes, rafe cameron. and you just love the curvy sexy side. not the overweight one. “

“ again, you're fucking wrong. “

his look had changed, and his voice tone had become firmer. he was serious. you were starting to doubt.

you always saw boys looking at other girls that you also found pretty, but the way men looked at you made you feel terribly self-conscious before. now you felt better in your body.

“bunny, i can swear i love that plump belly and those fat thighs, and i can go to hell for them.”

“ bunny ? “

“ yes, and trust me, i will make you bounce like them, sweetheart. “

“ what do you mean ? you’re not disgusted by my body?”

“the way your body turns me on, you have no idea, i’m so hard right now. be confident, because my cock is really going to fuck you like you are the most beautiful girl on this earth.”

and then, rafe fucking cameron kneeled at your feet, his hands on your waist, pressing with his fingers your tubby curvy waist, while he kissed your chubby tummy, putting soft kissies on your skin. you can felt the tenderness and warmth covering your pretty belly.

" don't try to fool me, country boy. don't be gentle, when you want nothing that being rough and make me cry.”

“i think your pussy is already crying” he had looking at your dripping fanny and pressed his nose into the fold.

with his fingers, he traced the shape of your fat cunt, pressing on both swollen parts, his thumb against your clit.

“ you're so hot. “

“ and you're so damn hard. “

he pulled your string bikini down to your feet, and you lay down on the pool chair.

"open those legs wide. bunny. i said wider. “

you pushed them aside, revealing your wet pussy. he slipped between your legs, pinning them under his biceps.

“ do you think you can make me cum ? “

“ i will do better than that. what about multiple orgasms, needy girl ? “

he spat on his fingers, before starting to fingering you. you could tell he was good, and it wasn’t the first time he’d done it. his movements were fast, all of your wetness stuck to his fingers as he moved hard into your walls, stretching them. he made your chubby legs tremble on his arms, and your cries became more and more desperate.

"acting like a big girl and now crying like a child, such a pathetic slut."

you didn't respond, your eyes rolling all over the place, while you felt your hole open and clench on his fingers.

he was amused by your noises.

"having fun? you wanted to cry so much? keep dropping those tears, ruin your own dollface, crybaby.”

you were so turned on, your hole was dilated, completely open and his tongue had started to play with your clit, a trickle of saliva slipping to his glistening lips from your arousal fluids at your little button. he had licked it, sucking the pearl harder.

your walls were wrapped around his fingers, the sound steamy and hot of him thrusting inside. you were just a whining mess.

"rafe!...rafe...more!" you cried out.

he moved his digits in and out, you could see his lustrous tongue tucked in your clit, his nose against your pubic. his fingers went deep, covered by your wetness. he had speeded, and started to wreck your count with his big fingers.

“ save your tears, chubby bun, it's the beginning. you think my fingers are big ? fear better of my cock. “

he took off his shorts, tossing it to the side. he was painfully hard. your slobbering lips opened,

he had kissed you, crushing his muscular body against your larger one. you could feel his abs against your belly.

he was an aggressive kisser, kissing your lips violently, possessively.

“ don't kiss me like we are something. “

“ then don't get your pussy soaked like you wanted this more than me. enough talking. “

he made you close your mouth with his tongue, his saliva sliding into yours. you wanted it and you couldn’t deny it anymore. and he understood that.

he had positioned himself between your legs, pressing your thighs against his waist before pushing his cock into your pussy. he gave the first hard thrust, letting out a grunt as he felt how tight and wet you were. you could feel him inside you. his cock was hard to take, but you wanted to make him proud.

your mouth curved into a perfect circle-form, drool falling from your swollen lips. he had started to fuck you deeply, you could feel his hips slapping against your ass, his big balls hitting your thick body. they were full.

you were beautiful, a goddamn plus size hottie kook girl. and you made his heavy fat dick getting monstruous inside you, everytime his tip bumped into your spot. the way your ass jiggles as his deep thrusting, the way all your curves swing harder.

your vision was blurry, because he was fucking you too good. he was sweating. as he filled you, pushing his cock loudly and pounding into your inners so hard that you always ended up letting out a desperate cry. he also touched your curves, tracing their shapes with his fingers, emphasizing how perfect he found them. he also said that from now on, it was his.

"this body belongs to me. and you should really be careful not to forget it, you don't want this to end badly right, bunny?”

your pussy gripped him tighter and tighter, while you held your tits in your hands.

you turned your head quickly to say no. you didn’t want this to end badly but he had grabbed your jaw, gripping it tightly in his hand, forcing your mouth to open and curve, a trickle of saliva slipping from your lip.

“i want a clear answer. i want to hear yes.”

the pleasure was intense, your sensations amplified, the desire became more and more terrible.

your slopping pussy was leaking, and hungry. you could feel every inch of his hard cock, especially when he pushed all the way in.

“ i want to cum…let me cum ! “

“ beg for it and i will see. “

he wanted to continue his thrusts in your pussy. he loved seeing you cry. his sweat ran down his face, a drop glistening on the tip of his nose. his hair was messy, and stuck to his forehead.

“ please…! please…! i'm begging you ! i really need to cum…daddy ?” you tried.

and he had exploded in your walls at the mention of "daddy", making your squirts around his fat dick. your cunt was creamy, mixed with his cum dripping from your slit.

“ what was that ? “

“ what…” you played dumb. “ you mean the daddy thing ? “

“ call me that again and i make your pretty chubby tummy bigger by putting babies inside. “

“ i think you want a next round. “

“ you're right. time to make you pregnant.”

[sunniepoo]

Omg imagine this rafe x Reader but its a love Island USA au rafe character is like rob and readers well she's like herself shy and awkward different to the confident baddies since reader is only in it for the money since she's a college student (probably round the age of 18-19 or 20) and of course this is gonna contain smut maybe when there in their assigned room.I'm not sure if you've watched it or not so its okay if you don't wanna write it. ❤️

how i imagine love island!rafe

shut up!!!! you match my freak because whenever i watch love island (uk cause your girl is a british babe) i always think about how the obx boys would go about things

ahhh this is less of a drabble but more word vomit but i might do one for each of the boys cause i love this!!

rafe is definitely a bombshell who comes in like within the first couple of weeks. he is immediately very drawn to you just because of your calming presence is such a refresher in the high intensity atmosphere so it really relaxes him and just helps him breathe

i feel like he wouldn’t really get to know anyone beside a couple of chats here and there when he comes in initially but he already knows his head is with you, so he chooses you at a recoupling and it’s very smooth sailing in there

the only time an issue really comes about is in the beginning of your situation, when he starts getting annoyed at you for speaking to any new male bombshell even though you’d only been coupled up for a little while HOWEVER it gets squashed very very easily and you both set boundaries with each other

you both gain a reputation for being the horniest in the villa (think tasha and andrew s8) because all the islanders come out saying you guys are soooo loud in bed, mainly just oral - a mix of some light fingering and handjobs

this causes you guys to be picked for the hideaway very quickly and you of course you go the full way - the sex is very typical in rafe cameron style, hard rough thrusts that have your eyes rolling back. the public love you for the most part, just worry about rafe’s attitude when he’s angry

rafe is many things but a cheater is not one of them, so casa is very very hard for him because he misses you so bad, def just sleeps on the daybeds and looks at pictures of you and obviously vice versa, you’re recoupling is so so cute and just boosts the love for you guys from the public more

he skips all the exclusive stuff and just goes straight into asking you to be his girlfriend, he doesn’t do it in an overly grand way but he does make it very very special

i feel like you guys wouldn’t win just because some people are worried that rafe is too intense for you but that’s a small minority, so you end up placing 2nd or 3rd but it’s fine cause rafe’s loaded anyways

[mrsbarnesblog]

Masterlist <3

Bucky Barnes

jersey - college! bucky barnes x reader

push him - avenger! bucky barnes x PR manager! reader

stay quiet for me - modern! bucky barnes x reader

little games - gamer! bucky barnes x reader

sandcastles - CEO! husband! bucky barnes x reader

new purchase - mob! bucky barnes x reader

firewood - lumberjack! bucky barnes x reader

i can't let you get hurt - brother's best friend! bucky barnes x reader

don't hide - mechanic! bucky barnes x reader

my everything - avenger! bucky barnes x reader

personal pillow - avenger! bucky barnes x reader

i trust you - avenger! bucky barnes x reader

you deserve the world - college! bucky barnes x reader

barbie - avenger! bucky barnes x reader

wakanda - avenger! bucky barnes x reader (part 2)

we could've done it earlier - avenger! bucky barnes x reader

night - avenger! bucky barnes x reader

snowman - avenger! bucky barnes x reader

Mattheo Riddle

for you - mattheo riddle x reader

dating mattheo headcanons

Rafe Cameron

girls' night - soft! rafe cameron x reader

social anxiety - rafe cameron x reader

meeting - rafe cameron x pregnant!reader

kicks - rafe cameron x pregnant!reader

vampire diaries - rafe cameron x reader

i need help - rafe cameron x reader

just a friend - bf!rafe cameron x reader

blanket - rafe cameron x reader

baby daddy - rafe cameron x reader

i am not the only one who saw that, right? - rafe cameron x reader

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do revenge // mean!rafe cameron x camdoll!reader

summary ; you were tired and sick of the hell life the well-known kook prince give you. so after being for so long his favorite victim, you decided to fight back.

warnings : dark content. insecurities. revenge plot. bully!rafe. poker face!rafe. sick behavior and toxic attitude. smut. oral(m. receiving). dollification. blackmailing. dubcon. shitty kooks behavior. bad thoughts. quickly mentions of some kinks. self-justice. pogue/kook hate/unfair dynamic. free hate. masked reader. threatening. power imbalance. baddie attitude. minors dni. please, be careful with the warnings.

author's note : the girl on the gifs is not a faceclaim, it's only to show what kinda mask she wear. it's the first time i think i do something like that so......and it's a one-shot, so it's maybe a little too long 💀

you worked as a waitress in a small restaurant. you hated this job but you had to make money and today the place was a little empty so you thought you could relax but that was before Rafe showed up with his gang of kooks. you had started shaking as soon as you saw them. you felt so small and trapped, your breath sped up. there was like a lack of air in your lungs because you knew how rafe was with you, how much he hated you but above all, how much he loved to humiliate you. it was his favorite pleasure: being cruel to you. and damn, he knew how to hurt you better than anyone. he must have broken so many things in you, your ego, your heart, your self-esteem, your confidence, your joy of living that you wondered how you were still standing in his presence.

with a tense smile, you approached them because you also couldn't escape the group. you hugged your notepad to your chest, pressing tightly the page against your breasts. you were about to open your mouth when rafe cut you off.

“i understand better why this restaurant is so empty…” he commented, looking you up and down. “ but what i don’t get is why you haven’t been fired yet when you’re scaring customers away.”

“apparently not everyone since you're here...." that was what you wanted to answer but you preferred to kill yourself rather than make a remark to rafe that was going to cost you your life. and you wouldn't want to give him this pleasure.

“have you chosen what you want? ” you said, addressing everyone, preferring to ignore the leader of the kooks group.

“it’s so cheap here. ” he had commented. “ very cheap. ” from his insistent look, you understood that he was including you in his criticism. he was very childish.

you nervously tighten your grip on your pen. of all rafe's friends, topper seemed the most sensitive to what you were going through but he always stayed quiet. this idiot finally ordered cocktails. the words had to be ripped out of his mouth.

when you came back with the drinks, you delicately placed them on the table. you were embarrassed by the way rafe stared at you like you had something on your face, like he was planning another nasty remark. and it didn't take long, because the next minute, he had managed to make you cry and made everyone laugh.

when you handed him his glass, he purposely knocked it to the ground.

“what are you waiting for, pogue? clean it. it's not like it's new to you, you're used to cleaning up other people's shit. "

burning tears started to come out of your eyes, you bit your trembling lip. your throat was tight, and you hated everything you were feeling right now. the shame, the humiliation, the fear, it destroyed you.

you brought something to clean before bending down. he hadn't apologized. he never did it anyway. you kept all this grudge inside of you, even if it killed you.

he picked up your rag with a smirk. “you don't need that when you can use your tongue. ”

you looked at him with wide eyes, as if you had heard wrong. topper had intervened before you did. “hey dude, no need to go that far.”

“shut up, topper. i really need to show you that all women are fucking dirty and disgusting sluts. so stop protecting them, and watch the show i put on for you. and for free. ”

"rafe...listen..." you said softly.

“you better listen to me if you don't want to be fired. you know how good i am at making your life hell.” you started to kneel down, bringing your face closer to the ground. “yes, you understand very easily, maybe you can show your ass to the camera too. record it, kelce. lick it well, sweetheart. don't want to see your ugly face on the screen. “

this day was the last straw. it was worse than anything. it was completely degrading and nasty.

and it was surely at that precise moment, that night to be exact, that everything had changed in you. that you had decided that this couldn't last, that you had to play into the enemy's game to defeat him, that sometimes you had to be unfair when he cheated, that when someone was bad, you had to be tougher and stronger.

it had been several years that you had endured criticism from rafe and kooks about your physique, your pogue condition, that your face was the center of mockery and the worst jokes, that it lasted to the point that you had surely become the funniest joke or meme in the island.

but you had grown up. you had prepared your revenge over several months. because you couldn't pretend it didn't affect you. but all the hatred you had felt for yourself had started to turn towards rafe, to give you a reason to live, a purpose because he had given you a furious and crazy idea.

he had humiliated you. and he was going to taste his own medicine.

deep down, you weren't just doing this for yourself but for all the pogue girls who had suffered harassment from kook boys, for all the girls who had received bad treatment because they didn't look like princesses, for all the girls who were made to believe that they deserved nothing because they did not meet the physical standards. you had to put an end to this nonsense.

so after five months, you had become what rafe loved the most. you had become a very popular online camdoll for kooks. you wore a mask that hid your facial identity enough to not be recognized. you had a completely different style. you were surely prettier, more magnificent in his eyes. because he had fallen into the trap. he had this slightly superficial side. you knew you had succeeded from the moment you felt the difference. not only did he want you, but he wanted to possess you.

he was one of your loyal viewers. he didn't have his first name as a username but you knew it was him. his messages had the same tone as when he spoke to you.

he was pathetic, because he paid to see your content, to talk to you, to hear you touch yourself, to do dirty things to you. no matter how much you charged.

he even sent you a video of him jerking off on one of your lives. you couldn't lie, you had watched the entire video. his fist was wrapped around his painfully cock, moving up and down, the leaking tip disappearing and appearing with the speed of his thrusts, the way his boner grew bigger the more he thought of you. he was going so fast that his bulge was literally slapping against his hand with a loud, obscene noise, his sagging balls moving in rhythm. his hair was messy, there was a quiver in his lips every time he made a grunt. “ fuck...fuck...fuc'...gonna fuck that dollface one day...gonna get this dick all in your dumb pussy. ” his length was very feverish and at the same time hard, shaken with spasms. the veins pumped by his strokes. he had come in such a short time, loads of cum exploding all over his sweating chest. he had wiped everything with a pack of tissues. and just when you thought the video had come, he started again.

you never responded. only downloaded the video and stored in a confidential folder.

but one day, he spoiled you a little too much. however, you weren't doing anything really crazy. you fulfilled clients' requests — which involved masturbating with a vibrator, playing with your breasts while riding a dildo, putting as many fingers as your viewers wanted in your pussy, letting them dress you however they wanted, letting them make you crazy stupid and vulnerable, doing little shows and hauls until you end up naked, playing with the food on your body, recording your orgasms, filming you when you slept naked or took a shower.

you had decided to thank rafe for his expensive gifts by asking him to come to your house. you had a studio that you had decorated, enough to make him believe that you lived well, and that you could be a kook. obviously, he had accepted and of course, he was hoping for sex when you told him you had a surprise for him.

it was, he was going to have sex. and you a revenge.

rafe had always assumed that he hated you, the shitty, ugly pogue, that he would never sleep with you. and to quote his own words “even for a million, i could never fuck such a disgusting thing. ” and it was always in public, in front of people. then you were going to do the exact same thing. you were going to fuck with him, and if he loved show that much, he was not going to be disappointed.

on the day, you had prepared yourself for the occasion. while you were getting ready, there were tons of flashbacks in your head, scenes, words that kept coming back. all this cruelty that could make you vomit.

“i really thought alcohol would help me find you attractive but no, you're still just as ugly. i thought it was a pogue thing baby but actually it's just you. ” it was rafe.

“ i felt like i had hit you in the face ten thousand times with my golf ball. ” it was still rafe.

“the difference between you and the other pogues? is that you angel, you will never be able to hide the fact that you are one. all the misery shows on your face. ” always rafe.

and it was each time heavier, more hardcore. he reminded you of your condition, but also of how much he couldn't see you. you were too horrible. you never told anyone about this treatment, about all this hatred. but you had now learned, from the best, how to make noise.

you wiped away your tears, and brought the mask to your face. “i can do it. ” you muttered to yourself as you began to get slightly anxious. you were afraid of breaking down in the middle of the act, of finally not being sure you wanted all of this. you felt mixed feelings. was it really good to do that, was it really right? but on the one hand, what had justice done for you until now? absolutely nothing. like everyone else, she had watched you get humiliated. so it was just common sense?

the door to your studio rang. you opened it. you couldn’t lie that rafe was really handsome and smell good. but the first thing you noticed was his smile.

he was completely different. you could see in his eyes for the first time, something positive towards you.

" welcome. ” you said with a smile, inviting him inside.

oh he resisted the urge to kiss you, his hands were in his pockets but they were nervous and unsteady. they wanted to be on you.

“do you want to drink something? ” you added the name of the cocktail he always had at your restaurant. you had done it on purpose but he hadn't noticed. he nodded.

“are you going to take off your mask one day? ”

“without it, i am no longer what i am. so it's better that i keep it. isn’t that all you want me to be? a doll. ”

“no, you’re right. then at least i know you're not a fucking pogue. ”

“it would be bad for your reputation too. i already see the headlines and the taunts "rafe cameron fucks a pogue" and people will laugh at you, and you hate it being humiliated. no one likes it. ”

“you look really nice, doll. i mean, kind.” he replied.

“i am but i believe that some people. ” you pressed the word, and gave him an honest look. “have abused a lot of this part of me. that's why i'm a doll, i don't have to feel anything, just do what people want me for. you can fulfill your every desire with me. do you want to see me in a certain dress? let me change. do you want to release your anger in me? let me help you. do you just want to fuck me? i am literally made for this. ”

“you are made for me. ” you smiled through the mask because in a way, he was right. he had created your character.

“do you mind if i film? i really want to record this. you are the first customer I have met. it's special for me. ”

" no. at least people will know to who you belong. ”

“that’s exactly it. ” you lied when starting the live. “let’s get started. ”

you had removed his pants and his boxers, placing yourself between his thick tighs, he was so much bigger than you that you looked like a small caged thing.

you placed your outrageously manicured hands on his open legs, your mouth sinking and wrapping around his hard cock. your tongue had started rolling around the girth, you could feel the small drop of precum going down your throat. this part that he was soon going to get fucked strongly and hard.

you wanted to drive him crazy, see him sweat like a pig because you were so good, because you did it all too well. he had wrapped your hair in a grip to make it easier to pull on it. “yes...suck that cock...just like that...let me ruin that mouth...fuck…”

your dripping lips were stretched by the size of his length, and the way it was getting completely hard inside of you. you could feel the drool running down the sides of your mouth. you felt every inch of his penis fucking your throat. and through your mask, you saw his smirks. he pulled your hair, and you took all of him, until your face came into contact with his pelvis, every bit of him was in you. you almost gagged.

he had barely pulled out of you before he entered you again. his cock worked against your tongue, brushing it harshly, the tip tapping the back of your throat. your cheeks were sunken, and your lips drowned between spittles and saliva. “you're perfect, doll...you really know how to suck...i could really take advantage of the situation if you keep this up...” at his words, you sucked him faster, pumping efficiently while his hand stroked your hair. his fingers moved along with your head.

he was completely using you, doing whatever he wanted with you. and you let him do it, because you wanted him to be proud of himself and to be seen on camera. he had pushed his cock onto your mask, decorating it with saliva, your own currently drooling. “so pretty. ” he had commented. he pushed his cock back into your mouth without warning, taking it ever deeper. you felt fizzy. your lips were open and used for several minutes non-stop, your throat puckered and pummeled. your jaw was starting to hurt, but you didn’t show it. you had to be perfect, packaged the way he wanted. your tongue flickered around him, teasing his girth.

“ need to be inside you...so bad...you make me feel so good. it's your face, doll. you're divine.”

maybe he had a mask kink to say that, to also be turned on by a fucking plastic object. or maybe it was the face he imagined behind it all? you didn't know.

he had thrown you on the bed, opened your legs in two and pushed your body against his hips, pulling you by the waist. his cock had twitching, purring some pre-cum, at the contact with your soaked cunt.

“ i could never sleep with a pogue. but especially with you, just thinking about it makes me vomit. “ it was perfect that you remembered that in the moment, as he thrust into you, his hips moving slowly.

your pussy clenched around his cock, barely letting him move without hurting you. “ fuck, you're so fucking tight, doll....need me to stretch this pretty little cunt. i'm gonna make you so dumb. “

you couldn’t hide that you still got wet, and damn, he knew how to fuck and you couldn’t be his first time. he had started pounding into you once your pussy had started to ease around him.

it was really intense, his body slamming violently against yours, the strike echoing through the room. your weak moans but which he heard very clearly, and which encouraged him to go even further within your walls. he pushed himself even more to hear you scream. he had a goal and he wanted to make you so stupid that in the end you wouldn't be able to do anything.

he buried himself inside you, his powerful thrusts stretching your pussy, your body twitching beneath him. he was on top of you, staring into your eyes. you were a little fascinated. his shoulders were broad and muscular, his arms heavy and toned, and his abs were perfect arranged into six packs. his hair fell on his forehead.

he couldn’t see the emotions on your face, nor clearly define what you were feeling. he only had your voice and the reactions of your body.

your pussy hugged him with each strokes, he filled you completely, making his way to your spot. your puffy slit was spread, capturing his bulge. you squeezed him harder, he startly getting down, the wet and dirty sounds of his hips rocking your body. you could see the vein on his neck, his contracted muscles covered in sweat.

he had placed his lips on yours, his mouth kissing yours. you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer to you, gently guiding the kiss with your tongue.

he continued to fuck you, while playing with his tongue in your mouth, kissing you without limits, until your lips and jaws were covered in drool. you waited for him to cum inside you. but he hadn't pulled out while you were flooded, loaded with his cum, and some orgasms you'd had. it dripped from your slit onto the sheets. he had placed the tip of his cock back in front of your entrance, picking up where his enjoyment had left you off.

this time it was a little gentler. it was like you had established a little intimacy even though you knew it wasn't true. after a few minutes, he stopped.

" are you always being that kind ?…”

“ you think i'm a mean person ? ”

“ you never hurt people ? never in your life ? ” you asked him, with a friendly tone.

“ what if ? ”

“ don't freak out. everyone has a mean side. now, you got me curious. can you tell me the worst thing you have done to someone ? ”

“ maybe it was to one of that trashy pogue…” it started, and you forced yourself to not react when you saw the smile on his face. even after years, it didn't regret anything. because obviously, he talked about you.

“ thank you for confessing this story to me. now, i have a gift for you…” you said with a fakely soft voice. “ it was not the sex part. i'm willing to let you see me without my mask. i really want you to see me because i trust you. ” was obviously a lie.

“are you sure? ” he was so surprised by your proposal. “ don't you want to tell me something worse you did to someone too ? ”

“ oh, it's part of the gift, rafe . ”

at this moment, he knew. he fucking knew.

he had removed your mask.

because of the shock, he took a step back.

his face was indescribable.

“oh no, you can't pretend to be disgusted, not after fucking me like you've wanted this your whole life. ” you smiled. “what did you say before? that you could throw up? liar. you came so hard in me. and, it is still dripping. come on, don't run away, give a closer look. maybe i should make you clean the mess you made with your tongue. like you did to me. maybe, this time you will vomit. but i'm not sure, you're such a pathetic hater. and i'm just not afraid of you anymore. ”

“what the fuck is wrong with you, pogue ?! did you have fun?”

“ pogue ? ” you mocked. “ was babydoll, sweetheart, a few minutes ago. now, it's pogue ? how it feels, rafe ? how does it feel to be humiliated ? i think, it's better for you to apologize for all these years. but not only for me, for every pogue. ”

a crazy laugh escaped his lips, as he came closer to you. “ really ? what make you feel that i will apologize ? especially to you. ”

“ because now, the game is over. it's a war and i'm gonna fight back. it means, i will drag you down. every secret, every weakness, every move that you want to hide from me will be from now my first concern. i'm glad that you hate me because it's only the beginning. ”

“ you really think that you have some power over me ? be serious. ”

“ it's not about power at all. it's about justice. ”

i also wanted to thanks @bunnyrafe @rafecameroninterlude and @bimbotrashcan who helped me a lot, and trusted me for this !! tysm, i'm very grateful <333

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Author's Notes: You can't do this to me. I had far too much fun with this, but like...for the love of God be careful out there, friends. This is a work of fiction, and I love you. Take care of yourselves xoxo.

Warnings: DRUGS - USE AND ABUSE, Drinking, Swearing, Smut (*daddy kink, threesome/ poly relationship, fingers and hands!)

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Barry sat comfortably from his position in the armchair in the corner of his bedroom, watching as the two of them rolled around in the bed together. He sipped at his beer and sunk lower in his seat, adjusting his pants as they got tighter.

"C'mere." Rafe growled as he grabbed onto the girl in the bed, her squeal and giggle echoing through the bare walls.

Rafe sat in the bed in nothing but his briefs as he grabbed onto the girl, completely naked, and dumped out the pristine white powder onto her shoulder as he kept her snug in his lap. He brought his nose down to her shoulder and sniffed along her skin as he groped at her breasts, his head tossed back as he reached the end of his line.

"From now own I'm only sniffing coke off you." Rafe stated as he looked at the ceiling, her breasts still in his hands.

"Baby, come play." She giggled as she reached back to twist Rafe's hair between her fingers, her eyes looking over Barry still sat fully clothed in the chair.

"Just fine watching you two." Barry mumbled with a small smile as he looked at them over, watching as Rafe sunk his teeth into her neck the way she liked.

"Rafe!" She moaned as she tugged at his hair, her lips pouted as she kept her eyes on Barry.

"Try some." Rafe growled as he kissed his way up the side of her face to her ear, the bag of coke in his hands.

"No." Barry stated firmly getting up from his spot in the chair. He placed his beer bottle down firmly on the dresser beside him and walked over to the bed, taking the bag from Rafe.

"Gonna pull that Daddy shit with me, too?" Rafe replied with a sniff as he grasped at air, reaching for the bag.

"Will if I have to. She's not trying this." Barry growled as he held the bag of powder up between them. He gave Rafe a menacing glare before his face softened and he looked at the girl sat up on Rafe's lap.

"Hear me? No." Barry stated firmly as he held her face in his hands, making her look directly into his eyes.

"Can't I try just a little, Daddy?" She asked sweetly as she crawled off Rafe's lap, propped up on her hands and knees in front of Barry.

Barry let out a sigh. He held the bag in his hands, opened the top and reached in to press the tiniest bit of powder between his index and thumb. He pulled his fingers out and held it up to her nose watching as she inhaled.

"That's it. No more." Barry grumbled as he held her gaze, letting her know he meant business.

"Oh, come on. That's not gonna do anything." Rafe scoffed as he pulled her back into his lap then ran his tongue over her shoulder to be sure he got every last bit of cocaine. He ran his fingers down her body to between her legs to make her gasp.

"The fuck it won't. She doesn't have your tolerance for this shit, Rafe." Barry glared as he tossed the bag back to the younger man, then kept his eyes on the girl on the bed.

"How do you feel, gorgeous?" Rafe asked as his middle finger rolled her clit, making her squirm in his lap.

"G...Good." She stuttered, her hips pushed down in Rafe's lap as she kept her eyes on Barry's face.

"If you ask nicely again, maybe Daddy will come play with us." Rafe grinned as he added his index finger between her legs, his teeth sinking into the skin of her neck.

"Daddy, please." She begged as she reached back to pull at Rafe's hair while her other hand stretched out to pull at Barry's shirt.

"C'mon. Come do a line off her ass or something. It's fucking perfect." Rafe growled as he slipped two fingers inside of her, his eyes flickering over to the older man at the foot of the bed. He knew Barry could only watch as he teased her for so long.

"You know I don't get high off my own supply." Barry muttered, running his fingertips over the scruff on his face. His eyes were fixed on Rafe's fingers as they plunged in and out of that tight little space he wished he could fill.

"Technically, I bought it off you. And now it's mine. So it's my supply you're getting high off." Rafe grinned with a bite of her shoulder before he turned to look over at Barry.

"Damnit, Country Club." Barry grumbled as he pursed his lips then pulled his shirt over his head before he climbed onto the bed with them.

"Bend over, gorgeous." Rafe smirked as he pulled his fingers from inside their girl and lifted her from his lap to place her on all fours on the bed.

Rafe handed him the bag of pure powder, eyebrows raised as he pulled his bottom lip between his teeth. Barry shook his head as he accepted the bag, never knowing how he got himself into these situations with these two.

Barry grabbed her hips and pulled her over to him. He shook the littlest bit of cocaine out, down on her spine. He and Rafe locked eyes, Rafe giving him a nod. Barry tugged her backside into his groin as he bent over and trailed his nose down her spine, sniffing up the white powder.

"Fuck." Barry growled as he sat back up, pinching his nostrils as the feeling of the drug hit the back of his skull. He released his grip on her hip and reached around to take his turn to press on her clit.

"Daddy!" She gasped as she pressed her chest down on the messy sheets, her backside up the air for Barry's attention.

"Good shit, right?" Rafe muttered as he leaned over to press a kiss to the side of Barry's neck, before he leaned over to kiss the woman on her spine to lick up any excess of the drug.

Barry hummed in response as his fingers rolled her clit, watching as Rafe covered her back in kisses and tongue prints. He didn't often do drugs, his own or anyone's for that matter, but something about Rafe and this girl rolling around his bed covered in that white powder set him off.

"Yeah, she's the best." Barry grumbled as he reached his index and middle finger down to plunge inside of her soaked entrance, making her sob out into the mess of sheets.

"Meant the coke, but she's fucking amazing too." Rafe growled as he pressed onto his hands and bit at the back of her neck to make her whine.

"Please." She whispered into the blankets, her cheek pressed against the mattress as she turned her face to look back at both of the men knelt behind her.

"Turn over." Barry ordered gruffly as he pushed a loose curl from his face.

"What - " Rafe growled as he looked from the girl on the bed to Barry.

"You had your fun. Go sit down and watch. Come down a little, then you can come back." Barry ordered as he looked into Rafe's eyes as they started to get dazed from the cocaine.

"Fine." Rafe grumbled as he crawled off the bed and sat in the armchair Barry had previously been sitting in and watched as Barry flipped their girl over onto her back and took up the space between her thighs.

Rafe ran his index finger under his nose as he watched Barry unbuckle his pants, and pull them over his backside before he dropped down to his hands over their girl. He felt the littlest bit of jealousy as he watched Barry slid inside of her, her moan echoed throughout the entire bungalow and even in his bones.

He knew the rules though.

You can play, but you can't fuck when you're high on coke.

He let out a groan from deep in his chest as he watched Barry's hips - in, out, in, out - and reached for the long forgotten beer bottle on the dresser and took a long drink.

Rafe had never wanted to come down quicker.

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@starkey-babie @barrysjumpsuit @fashion-fasting @sodasback

@beauvibaby @vinniehcker

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[nottsangel]

how do you think rafes baddie girlfriend would react to him trying to be possessive and controlling of her at a party?

god, she would have none of it. she’s her own person who knows exactly what she wants and will never let a man, including rafe, tell her what she can and cannot do. it frustrates and irritates him. he wants you to be all his, even though you already are— but it never seems to be enough for him.

you can feel rafe’s burning eyes following you with every move you make at the party, your hips swaying to the beat as you have your arms wrapped around your friend while dancing with her. he taps his rings restlessly against the glass beer bottle while glancing around the room with narrowed eyes, taking in all the guys who are staring at you with lust.

he tries not to lose his cool, knowing you fucking hate it when he's controlling, but when he notices some drunk guys talking to each other while pointing at his girl, he has had enough. rafe could easily guess what they were talking about, almost recognising his old, single self and his friends in that group, treating girls like objects to be used solely for their pleasure— the thought of them doing the same to you causes anger to rage through his entire body.

you’re in your own world, nothing on your mind except the music pounding in your ears, when all of a sudden you feel a strong hand wrapped around your arm, causing you to flinch before seeing your boyfriend’s towering frame standing over you, his intense blue eyes gazing down at you.

“cut that shit out, yeah? everyone in this goddamn room is practically eye fucking you, for fucks sake. you gotta behave, makin’ me look like a fucking idiot here.” “behave? rafe, helloo?! i’m literally just dancing? you’re so fucking dramatic, holy fucking shit. now either join me or leave— but i think i already know the answer to that, mr. stiff hips.” you snap, looking him up and down with a disapproving expression on your face, not in the slightest bit amused by his controlling behaviour.

he scoffs, tongue poking the inside of his cheek in annoyance, “if that’s how you wanna play this, then a’ight”, eyes momentarily leaving yours as he rubs his face with his mind racing, before returning his gaze to you. “but by the end of the night, you’re gonna fucking regret it.” “yeah yeah, whatever tough boy, we’ll see about that.”

[nottsangel]

rafe’s baddie!girlfriend after she sees girls flirting with him

[nottsangel]

I feel like Rafe would have been really selfish in bed before he met his baddie gf. Like before he did not care about his partners pleasure, she was merely just a fuck toy to him but now? With baddie gf? Whole other story! He practically begs her to let him touch her and eat her out and finger her, his pleasure is no longer his sole focus

(I normally don’t send Rafe thoughts off anon bc I get scared you’ll think I’m weird 😭)

so true!!!!! before he met her he didn’t care about the woman he was sleeping with. when he came, the sex was over typa guy. he never saw sex as something emotional, merely as a way to relieve some stress.

rafe wouldn’t eat a girl out but loved getting his dick sucked. she for sure changed that as she demands princess treatment from a man in the bedroom and wouldn’t settle for anything less. he knew she could easily get any guy she wants if she wasn’t satisfied enough during sex and that thought made his blood boil. it flipped a switch in him.

that’s why every night he starts off by spreading your legs and burying his face between them, making you cum as he fucks you with his tongue. it wouldn’t end just there, as he’d flip you over and start thrusting into you, making you orgasm again but on his cock this time. he makes sure you always cum before him, prioritising your pleasure over his. he never understood the point of going out of his way to make the woman he is having sex with feel pleasure, until he met you. now the sounds of your sweet voice moaning his name is what gives him pleasure, making him hard so effortlessly.

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what i picture rafe’s baddie!gf (me) wearing ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

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rafe cameron’s rich and confident baddie girlfriend ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

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thinking about sad rafe calling his baddie girlfriend to come over after him and ward have a fight. He just wants the comfort of her bc as much as he hates to admit it he likes being soft with her. She gives ward a piece of her mind and then takes care of her guy

poor baby :( he’d feel so safe with you though, which he has never felt before with someone to this extent, not even with previous girlfriends. you instantly know that when rafe calls you, something bad has happened, and it most likely has to do with ward. so you make your way over and storm into the house, rage flowing through your body like lava. “ward, i swear to god, you really gotta stop this, okay?” ward turns around slowly with raised eyebrows and a glass of whiskey in his hand, absolutely baffled that you have the audacity to speak to him like that, “with all due respect, i don’t think this is any of your business. let me handle it.” “it is my business, actually. you’re destroying him inside, don’t you get that? god, you’re his father, you can’t fucking treat him like this. this has to stop.”

upstairs rafe is sitting on the edge of his kingsized bed, his head resting in his hands as you can hear him quietly sniffling. you immediately run up to him, wrapping your arms around him and holding him as close to you as you can. “i… i don’t know how much more i can take.” “i know baby, i know. i got you, you’re safe now.”