Toxic!Rafe And Toxic!reader, Where Theyre Fighting Because He Wants To Go Out To A Strip Bar With Topper

Toxic!Rafe and toxic!reader, where they’re fighting because he wants to go out to a strip bar with Topper and Kelce which reader hates (she thinks they encourage his bad behavior) after she told him no. so when reader goes on insta to look at Rafes story and sees he lied and went anyways after seeing a pic of him in the sniffers row at the bar, she gets all crazy and starts responding to the story with full paragraphs 😭 and so when he starts replying she blocks him mid argument, and he goes home and yells at her until they get all lovey dovey again 🥰 (sorry this is long)

warnings: toxic relationship (?), slight humor, cussing, lying, crying, shouting, arguing, mentions of sex, a little plot twist at the end

“..i don’t know about that, man. y/n has a bitch fit everytime i go somewhere without her, i highly doubt she’d be okay with me going there of all places.” you stood outside your bedroom door, rolling your eyes at the sound of topper’s voice. “who cares what she says? she’s not your fuckin’ mommy, bro.” you suppressed a laugh, knowing rafe has called you ‘mommy’ a numerous amount of times. your boyfriend sighed, staying silent for a moment. “look, i’ll ask her alright? if she says no then i ain’t going.” you smiled to yourself, walking into the room with a fresh stack of t-shirts in your hands.

“here she is now, i’ll call you back.” you placed the folded laundry on top of the dresser. “tell the spawn of satan herself we say hello!” kelce shouted in the background. “aww is that dumb and dumber on the phone? hey, guys!” rafe shook his head, a laugh tumbling out of his throat. he hung up the call, getting up to wrap his arms around your waist. you leaned into him, breathing in his cologne as you pressed a kiss to his cheek. “listen, uh, topper and kelce are inviting me out tonight, ‘wanted to know if i can join them..” you arched a brow, turning around in his hold.

“and where do y’all plan on going?” rafe cleared his throat awkwardly. “well.. you know how the guys are, they always wanna go to some new place..” he trailed off, clearly stalling as much as he could. “just say it, rafe.” he swallowed nervously. “a strip club.” suddenly his hands felt tense on your skin, and he couldn’t hold your stare. “a strip club?” you repeated, pulling away from him. “that’s cute, but no.” rafe tongued the inside of his cheek, immediately taking out his phone.

[4:30 PM] to: topper, kelce: i’m in, pick me up at nine.

“what are you doing?” you eyed him as he brought the phone up to his ear, walking around to the other side of the bed. “m’telling them i can’t go, because you’re gonna be all pissed off if i do.” you scoffed, eyeing him carefully. rafe cursed under his breath, praying to god you couldn’t tell he wasn’t actually calling anyone. “hey, bro. i can’t go, it’s a hard no.” he scratched the back of his neck. “yeah, i know. maybe another time- wait, where?” rafe stopped pacing, nodding along to his own imagination. “pizza and beer? that sounds good. nine o’clock? alright i’ll see y’all then.” he shrugged as he pretended to hang up.

“alright, no strip club, but charlie’s pizza instead, is that alright?” you nodded. “that’s fine, but you better text me.” he jumped up, pulling you into a hug that ended with you two falling in bed. “i mean it rafe, i want pizza pictures and everything!” he showered you with kisses, taking his time when he got to your lips. you two stayed like that for a few minutes, making out softly before you pulled away. “you should start getting ready before i get too horny, ‘cause then i really won’t let you go anywhere.” you ran your thumb over his bottom lip, sighing when he got up. “good call.” he laughed, getting an outfit ready for tonight.

nine o’clock rolled around faster than you wanted it to, and sure enough topper and kelce were outside honking like maniacs once they pulled up. “i love you, baby, i’m gonna text you in a bit.” you smiled, watching him holler all the way down to where topper and kelce practically tackled him. “we promise to have him home no later than one, mommy dearest!” you gave kelce the middle finger, shutting the door once rafe blew you a kiss. now that you had the house to yourself you figured you’d shower and unwind, maybe finish the book you had been reading. all was well until you glanced at the time on your phone. 10:45 PM, and still no word from rafe.

you opened instagram, spotting the green circle around your boyfriend’s profile picture, indicating he had posted on his close friends. you clicked on it, your heart dropping at the video of rafe throwing money at a stripper’s ass. “front row seats, baby!” he cheered. just as you thought it couldn’t get any worse, the next story was a photo of a blonde sitting in rafe’s lap, topless and smiling from ear to ear. “this motherfucker..” you closed the app, deciding you saw enough before opening you and rafe’s text thread on imessage.

[10:55 PM] - i don’t know what’s funnier; the fact that you had a whole conversation with yourself in front of me to make it sound like you were just getting pizza and beer with your dickhead friends, or forgetting to take me off your close friends list when you want to post yourself at some sleazy ass strip club. you’re a fucking joke.

rafe had never sobered up so fast in his life, all the blood draining from his face when he read your message. “fuck!” he cursed at himself, his head resting in his hands.

[11:10 PM] my <333: baby i promise i’ll explain everything, i’m telling the guys to take me home right now.

[11:15 PM] - there’s nothing you could say that’ll ‘explain’ what the fuck you did. you sat there in my face and kissed me and reassured me when you were getting your way all along. can you even comprehend how fucked up that is? you made me look stupid in front of your friends who already don’t like me. AND THE TOPLESS PICTURE???? ARE YOU FUCKING INSANE???? if i posted a picture with my tits all in jj’s face, how would you feel? we both know he’s one phone call away if i really wanted him.

rafe’s blood was boiling after he read your message, knowing that you could leave him and have someone as desperate and lovesick as jj replace him in a heartbeat. “bro don’t sweat it, man. she’ll get over it.” topper slurred, entering figure eight again. “shut the fuck up, you don’t know the first thing about being in a relationship.” rafe shot back, clenching his fists when the message he tried to send turned green. topper didn’t respond, the rest of the ride home being dead silent.

rafe didn’t even say bye to kelce or topper when they arrived at tanneyhill, instead he rushed inside, eyes immediately falling to you resting on the couch. you were wearing your pink, fluffy robe, rollers adorning your hair while you were typing something on your ipad. “babe-” rafe shut the door, falling to his knees before you. “don’t get near me. you probably smell disgusting.” rafe’s jaw ticked, his patience already running low. “i’m so fucking sorry, y/n. i shouldn’t have lied to you, baby. i promise i’ll never do that again.” you finally looked at him, his bangs falling in his face.

“i know,” you sighed, “you don’t have to worry about me doing anything either.” you got up, attempting to walk past him before he grabbed your leg. “what are you talking about?” you knew rafe well enough to know when he was getting angry, and the way he was looking at you right now only confirmed your suspicions. “you don’t get to do what you did and think it’s all going to be fine and dandy with an apology, rafe. i’m leaving for my parents tomorrow, and don’t ask me when i’m coming back because i don’t know. i don’t think i can live with a liar.” you shoved him away, only making him grab you again, this time throwing you down on the couch.

“you don’t think you could live with a liar?” he narrowed his eyes, a bitter laugh falling from his lips. “has it ever occurred to you that i wouldn’t have to lie to you if you would just not freak the fuck out everytime i want to go out and have fun?” you couldn’t believe the words coming out of his mouth. “you’re one to talk!” you screamed in his face, making him stand up. you followed suit, refusing to let him make you feel powerless. “you wanna act like you’re trapped here? fine! play the victim, but don’t forget everything you do to keep me from going out too.” you were pacing back and forth now, running your fingers through your hair.

“you literally slashed my friend’s tires to keep me from going to her birthday party, and all for what? because you found out other guys were going to be there?” he pinched the bridge of his nose. “i paid for the damages, y/n…” he groaned. “so?! it’s the principal! you do the most when it comes to me wanting to go somewhere, but me telling you not to go to a literal strip club is where you draw the line?? fuck you!” you started making your way upstairs, rafe right on your tail as you did so.

“fuck me?! i’m the one who takes care of you! there’s nothing in this world that you want and don’t have! i take you on regular vacations, i take you out damn near everyday, i keep you in all the newest shit, i pay for you and all your friend’s beauty appointments so that y’all could have a girl’s day twice a month, you just have no fucking clue!” he shouted, making you stop in your tracks. you looked up at him with tears in your eyes, breaking his heart in two.

“and what about everything i do for you?” you let out a shaky breath. “i’m what makes this house a home. i wear the clothes you want me to wear, i eat the food you want me to eat, i talk the way you want me to talk. i’m here when all else fails. i’m the one who holds you and comforts you when things get hard for you. i’m the one who makes sure you never feel alone, ‘makes sure you don’t go through anything alone. i do everything you say. on the days you work long and hard, i’m right here waiting for you with my legs open. on the days that you’re particularly tired, i’ll be on my knees, i’ll ride you and do all the work, and i’ll do everything happily because i love you.” rafe was crying with you by the time you finished speaking, both of you standing in the hallway.

“i get up at the ass crack of dawn and doll myself up everyday because i want to look good for you, i want to please you with everything i do. when we go to the country club, i speak of you in the highest regards, and i do it because i want everyone to know that i respect you. i do all of this, and i do it all without the commitment of having a fucking ring on my finger. if that doesn’t speak volumes for you, then i don’t know what does.” you walked inside your shared bedroom, taking a seat at the edge of the bed. he dropped to his knees once again, hugging your waist like you’d disappear if he let go. “we need each other. i need you.” he cried. you wrapped your arms around him, pulling him up off the floor.

“i love you, y/n. please, you can’t leave.” you cupped his face. “i haven’t seen my parents in almost six months, rafe. i have to..” he nodded slowly, taking your hand in his. “then we’ll go together. ‘tell them we have a special announcement.” you watched him with a confused expression as he went to grab a small box out the bottom drawer of the bedside table. “rafe!” you gasped, hands flying up to cover your mouth. “i’ve had this for a while now, i don’t know what i was waiting for, but i want to do this now.” he opened the box, the biggest diamond you’ve ever seen lighting up your eyes.

“i know we have to work on some things, but there’s no one else i’d rather do this with.” you gazed into his eyes, a small smile gracing your lips. “okay, let’s do it.”

69 w frat!rafe!!!

warnings: 69 position, oral (m & f receiving), semi handjob, slight humor??

“you want to do what?” rafe was once again sprawled across your bed, demonstrating the position he’s been begging you to try all day. “sixty-nine, babe, come on i know you know what that is.” you turned in your computer chair, typing the numbers into the search bar before an illustration of the position popped up on your screen. “that’s actually insane, rafe..” you looked over at him from under your lashes, the pleading look on his face making your heart flutter in your chest. “okay, fine. but you need to guide me through it!”

not even five minutes later, you found yourself swinging a leg over rafe’s torso, a tent already forming in his boxers. “how are you hard already? i haven’t even done anything yet.” you laughed, the sound being cut short when you felt him move your panties to the side. “you don’t have to, you just do that to me.” you smiled at his words, waiting for his instructions. “alright, take me out,” your fingertips traced the outline of his erection, his cock springing up once you freed him from the confines of his boxers.

“once i start eating you out, you’re going to suck me off the way you normally do.” you took a deep breath, a small squeak emitting from you once his tongue found your clit. not wasting any time, you wrapped your lips around his head, your fist gripping him at the base while he swirled delicious circles around your sensitive bundle of nerves. he groaned at a particular stroke of your hand, the vibration of it making you mewl in pleasure. “oh, my god, rafe,” you tried your hardest not to grind your hips against his face, the coil in your tummy only getting tighter with each flick of his tongue.

“can’t anymore rafe, m’gonna cum!” you whined, moaning arund his cock as your climax hit you full force. despite you shaking in his hold, you didn’t stop bobbing your head until a guttural ‘fuck!’ erupted from his throat, his seed dribbling down your chin. before you could register what was happening, rafe’s hand came down on your ass, the harsh smack echoing in your room. “you alright, babe?” you nodded, getting up on shaky legs before wiping your mouth, “yes, are you?” rafe looked at you like you were asking him a rhetorical question. “i’m amazing.”

I’m sooo sorry your getting hate for your writing :(

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thank you so much :,)) you’re too sweet <3! and yes, you’re absolutely right. unfortunately, there’s individuals out there who read the warnings of fics they’re gonna read, see something they don’t like, and still read the fic and take the time out of their day to put the writer down..

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thank youuuu <33 i had been feeling iffy about my last layout but i think it’s cause i didn’t like my navigation layout (pinned post) so i changed the font and added more pink. i think i’m gonna stick a more simple layout because i overthink with pictures loll

frat!rafe x tutor!reader who are mortal enemies until one day rafe is begging her to help him study for finals. “please. i wouldn’t be here on my knees if i didn’t need this.” she’d pull him up by the collar of his shirt, dragging him to an empty aisle in the library. “fine! just stop. you’re embarrassing me in front of my book club.” she’d scribble down her number, pushing the pink sticky note into his chest before walking away. frat!rafe who pockets a pair of her panties when she brings him to her dorm for the first time. tutor!reader who scolds rafe when he’s too busy flirting with her instead of focusing on his work (she secretly loves it).

frat!rafe x tutor!reader whose study sessions slowly started turning into movie nights and staying up till three in the morning. “i think it’s time for you to let me stay the night.” he’d stretch out on her mattress, his outfit striking a stark contrast to her hyperfeminine bedding. “sure, on the floor you go.” fifteen minutes later, and they found themselves awake in the dark, rafe painfully hard in his boxers while he laid on the fluffy rug next to her bed, and reader sexually frustrated that a man as hot as rafe was in arm’s reach and she couldn’t do anything about it. tutor!reader who started wearing mini skirts, pretending to drop stuff around her dorm in hopes of rafe catching a glimpse of her ass.

frat!rafe who definitely notices the reader’s advances and is struggling everyday not to slut her out the way he so badly wants to. tutor!reader who finally lets rafe play his music, flashing him a fake smile everytime he turned to see if she approved of the future lyrics emitting from her laptop. frat!rafe who stopped going to parties on the weekend so he could stay the night at reader’s dorm instead (yes, he’s still on the floor). tutor!reader who starts feeling sad that finals season is coming to an end, because she thinks rafe will go ghost now that he technically doesn’t need her anymore. frat!rafe who shows up to reader’s dorm, worried but still frustrated since she had been ignoring him for a little bit over a week already. “did i do something wrong? i’m just a little confused here..”

tutor!reader who finds herself bent over rafe’s lap, crying out in both pleasure and pain from his hand delivering harsh smacks to her ass. “don’t you ever ignore me like that again.” rafe would say through gritted teeth. frat!rafe who finally gives in, making her keep on her mini skirt and kitten heels while he fucks her into oblivion. frat!rafe x tutor!reader who both pass their finals with flying colors, and go public with their relationship the very next day. “my girl is beauty and brains, it doesn’t get more better than that.” he’d be admiring her from afar, gushing about her to all his frat bros.