I NEED ME SOME TRAILERPARK!RAFE SO BAD. #needthat #dreamthat

I NEED ME SOME TRAILERPARK!RAFE SO BAD. #needthat #dreamthat

gotta give credit where it’s due because i can’t stop thinking about this filthy idea after what @islandclubchampagneroom @rafescurtainbangz said 💦🫠 am i messed up for this? or do we want more? 🙈

Trailerpark!Rafe who has lived a rough life and isn’t a very nice man. He’s mean, and real rough. Working shitty odd jobs to pay rent and afford a pack of cigarettes and a case of beer. You catch his eye one day when he strolls into the dingy office to pay what he can for the month. You sit behind the desk all pretty and shit, tits nearly hanging out of the little white sundress you wore. You would glance up at him with big eyes, red sucker between full lips as you couldn’t help but stare at him. You were the sugary sweet and naive daughter of the owner of the park, who had never had boyfriend let alone been touched by a man. Rafe could practically smell the innocence and wanted to ruin you, his blue eyes peering down at you through the hat he wore.

It didn’t take much for you to fall for his tricks either, so sheltered from the outside world and what a bad man he really was. You found him so handsome, not caring if his hands weren’t the cleanest or he smelled like cheap cologne. You couldn’t help but chase after him, following him like a lost puppy around the trailer park. You’d always come by his place, giving him a basket of sweet treats you had made, or asking if you could watch him work on his truck.

Before long he’d invite you inside, a cigarette hanging from his mouth as he sat back against the torn couch, your gorgeous little self practically humping him like a bitch in heat as his rough digits played with your drooling hole. His veiny forearm would hold you in place across his lap, giving your cunt a firm smack to keep you from squirming as he slid a thick finger in.

“Quit fuckin movin, gotta stretch this pretty lil thing out for my cock, baby doll.” His voice deep and raspy with a nasally southern drawl that only made your cunt clench for more.

this is literally perfect 🥹

spoiled!gf!reader who would convince rafe to let her use handcuffs on him, telling him he’s under arrest for not giving her babies yet. “that’s a life sentence, mr. cameron.”

that is so real of her 💫💫

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criminal!rafe x spoiled!gf!reader who do absolutely everything together. crimal activity and all. “how did you get that lock open?”, “my hairpin, duh.” rafe would stare at her proudly, thinking to himself; ‘that’s my girl.’ while she handed him stacks of cash. spoiled!gf!reader who knows she has rafe wrapped around her manicured finger, despite him arguing that it’s the other way around. “just admit that you bend at my will, baby.” rafe would be towering over her, thinking he finally has her cornered until she shoots him with; ‘who was on their knees last night begging me to sit on their face?’

criminal!rafe who would panic when she wouldn’t respond to his ‘are you okay?!’ after shooting down a group of men, only to find her fixing her lipgloss in the bathroom. “what on earth are they feeding these guys?” she’d huff, stepping over one of their bodies before walking past him.. “let’s get out of here, i’m hungry!” rafe would shake his head, trailing behind her. spoiled!gf!reader who would convince rafe to let her use handcuffs on him, telling him he’s under arrest for not giving her babies yet. “that’s a life sentence, mr. cameron.” he’d be looking up at her, slightly irritated that he couldn’t trace the curves of her hips. “don’t forget to throw away the key.”

criminal!rafe x spoiled!gf!reader who’d go over all of the solutions to problems they may run into along the way. “you see this phone? only one person has the number to it. if it ever rings, that means i’m dead-” she’d stop him right there, “what the fuck?!” her blood ran cold at the thought, “just listen baby- if you ever hear this phone ring, you need to get up, grab the backpack with the money from the master safe, and run.” a shiver ran down her spine. “but-” rafe would cut her off, “no ‘buts’, i need you to do what i say, ‘cause whoever gets me will try to get you too, and i won’t let that happen. promise me.” she hated the idea, but knew rafe wouldn’t be able to rest until she reassured him.

spoiled!gf!reader who always bailed rafe out of jail, both of them partaking in post-jail sex as if he was away for a year instead of a couple nights. “shit- you were the only thing i could think of in there. my pretty baby here all by herself..” he’d be plowing into her, showering her in kisses as a silent apology for getting caught up and making her go through the trouble of getting him out. “i’ll make it up to you. ‘go and get that bag you’ve been wanting, sound good?” she’d nod, too fucked out to form a sentence. criminal!rafe who’d gift reader a gun, teaching her how to properly aim and fire. “so once you have it aimed at your target, you’re just gonna- jesus christ!” she flinched at the sound that pierced through the air, both her and rafe staring wide eyed at one another. “sorry..”

criminal!rafe x spoiled!gf!reader who can stay up till an ungodly hour, just talking in the dark while they trace shapes into each other’s skin. “can you imagine that? watching the sunset while our little ones run around?” rafe would smile even though she couldn’t see him, the image tugging at his heart strings. “i dream about those kinds of things..” he’d pull her close, taking in her sweet scent. “promise me something?” rafe agreed without hesitation. “promise me that what we do isn’t forever. i don’t want to run anymore..” she’d sniffle, rafe wiping the tears from her eyes. “i’m tired of running, too, ‘promise.” he kissed her, wanting to make the mood lighter. “let’s talk rings. i think princess cut suits you perfectly.”

a/n: this was inspired by the ‘please please please’ mv with sabrina carpenter and barry keoghan, and this post by @heartsforrafecam <3

hi! i’m zara! - 19 - (northern) irish- gaeilgeoir - do not call me british or i will cry(i’m a little dramatic) - gemini- in love with fashion - purple makes me happy - give me honey chilli chicken and i’ll love you - can’t cook for my life - drew is my hubby (can you tell?) - PINKPANTHERESS/ ariana grande/ post malone / sabrina carpenter/ HERS/ chase atlantic/ CIGARETTES AFTER SEX/ beabadoobee - i love love love cookie dough - i hate tomatoes - invisible string theory - autumn/ winter time is my favourite time - stay up all night/ sleep all day 🤍🪩🎧💜🙈💫🪽

OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG!!!

SAB X DREW???

feral.

knawing at my inclosure trying to get into his arms😋😋

just one night. please please please. (see what i did there)

REALEST THING IVE SEEN ALL WEEK

plan A: plan B:

why do his outfits always eat🤤

it’s not fair on my mental health how goddamn sexy he isss 😔😔