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giving bf!rafe a fashion show while cleaning out your closet! ⊹ 𐦍༘.⊹ᥫ᭡

as rafe sat on the floor folding your clothes into piles neatly, one for keeping, for giving away, and for selling, you continued to pull out clothes on hangers to try on and convince rafe you need to keep them.

"and this one?" you walked in front of him to show off the sleeveless white flowy dress you had put on.

"i like that one, makes you look like a mermaid" he mumbles the last part with a slight smirk and you smile, satisfied, you pull out another outfit to show him. as you are putting the clothes on you hear a loud thump and you rush to to peek your head out to see what had happened.

"whadd'ia need all these shoes for!?" he huffs, holding a few boxes of expensive shoes, the rest scattered on the floor.

"careful! they go with different outfits...it's important! besides you've bought me at least half'ov these..." you bend down to start to pick up the fallen shoes.

"thats because you always tell me 'you have like no shoes'!!" he sasses and just then a pair of white manolo's falls from the pile in his arms.

"that's designer!! rafe baby put that down!" you squeal and run to grab clean towels to lay the shoes down on.

"that's a little much don't ya think?" he shakes his head watching you place the shoes on the towels. "you don't need all of these, you've gotta downsize, i say this all the time..." he helps you place the rest of the heels on the towels.

"fine...the little brown bebe heels and the candies wedges can go." you sigh and place your hands on your hips.

"atta girl, and what's that?" he says pointing to the outfit you were now wearing.

"its a shirt!" you smile and do a little pose.

"it looks like ya've had that since like the 6th grade!" he shakes his head "you lift your arms up, your tits are gonna pop out...nope, no way. that goes in the give away pile."

“nooo no! i love this one, its cute….its like a baby tee!” you pout.  

“yeah as in made for babies.” he rolls his eyes and manhandles you, getting your arms up so he can take it off you.

“well can i at least save it, for our babies?” you say as he tosses the shirt into the give away pile. 

 “i’ll buy our kids whatever when the time comes mkay?” he smirks softly and hands you another shirt to put on in the meantime, then he freezes.

 “what the fuck is that.” he points and then walks over to lift up the iridescent cheep fabric on the floor that was on top of the keep pile.

“its a sexy costume!" you smile innocently

"and where do you plan to wear this?" he holds it up against you almost to imagine what it would look like on.

"here i'll put it on..." you snatch it from him and go into the bathroom to change. "close your eyeeees!" you coo excitedly from inside the bathroom. rafe sighs and shuts his eyes dramatically as if you could see him.

"ohkay! you can look now." you smile and he opens his eyes to see you in a baby blue and pink sexy princess costume. "i'm a princess!" you smile sweetly and do a little turn.

"look at you baby, you are a princess...look so fucking hot in that." he whispers and runs his hands through his hair in shock and awe. "com'ere" he pulls you closer to him so he can inspect further. you continue to smile and look up at him through your lashes. "the skirt is detachable...comes off." you whisper, showing him how the little ribbons become loose.

"yeah? do the princess panties come off too?" he says picking you up and throwing you on the bed, attacking you with little wet kisses as you squeal and giggle. cleaning and sorting clothes left forgotten. ᥫ᭡ᥫ᭡ᥫ᭡

 (swoon)

husband!rafe and your kids attempt to prepare you a mother's day surprise! 💐

rafe sets down your daughter so she's sitting on the table after helping her put up some pastel ribbons, hearts and banners for decoration so he can walk over and check on the pancakes your son was in charge of.

"hey bud, those pancakes are lookin' a little...come on dude" he looms over the boy and put his hand on top of the little backwards baseball cap over your sons head. 

"it's supposed to be mickey mouse!"

"well it looks like a sad bear...think mom will think they're cute?" rafe makes a face and turns his head to see more of the "sad bears" already on a plate.

"what do i know!?" your son shrugs and drops a few more chocolate chips onto the cooking pancake.

"ehh s'alright we'll just cover'em in syrup, whipped cream or something" rafe reasons with himself when your son arm swings back after trying to flip like a chef, ironically the most decent looking pancake flies to the opposite wall and splat! its ruined. 

"aw man!" your son whines and rafe gasps dramatically. "careful!! jesus!!" he rushes over to clean the mess on the wall when your daughter screams and points to the oven. both rafe and your son's heads turn quickly to where she's pointing. "what? what's wrong baby?" rafe asks all panicked.

"dad! the oven!" your son backs away from the pancakes as the oven pours out black smoke, the french toast on fire. "what is that!?" your son furrows his eyebrows and runs to open a window. "its the french toast- or it was." rafe's face hardens in concentration, hoping the fire alarm wouldn't go off and wake you up, he grabs a towel to start to "put out the fire" or "cool it down" but that just makes the fire worse causing the alarm to ring. your daughters hands fly to cover her ears as she sits there watching, your son grabs the water in the glass jar on the table and hands it to rafe who splashes it on the flaming french toast. 

"what's going on!?" you walk into the kitchen in you nightgown, picking up your daughter and holding her on your hip. the alarm still ringing, you turn your head to see your son stood on a chair trying to get the smoke away from the alarm to get it to stop. "go back to bed mama! everything's fine!" rafe shouts over the ringing and closes the oven quickly, he takes your daughter into his arms so he can shoo you away. 

"kay guys, what do'we got?" rafe sighs after sorta cleaning up the mess and sits on the table with his kids. "we've still got the pancakes." your son points to the now broken plate with ruined pancakes due to the commotion earlier. 

"uh nah bud, we've gotta scrap that." 

"i have bubblegum grampa gave me for easter!" you daughter lights up as she offers. "no princess, you keep your bubblegum, we'll think of something else." rafe smile and smooths his hand over her messy baby hairs.

"well there's vanilla ice cream in the freezer and at least a few chip's ahoys in the pink jar." you son's eyebrows shoot up at the realization. "and strawberry wafers above the fridge." the boy points to where the wafers where supposed to be hidden. 

"right, that works..." rafe smiles and picks up your baby girl to place on his hip and give a bunch of kisses to. 

"oh my goodness! whats this!" you smile brightly sitting in your bed, pausing the movie you were watching as you see your little family come through the door, your daughter runs up to your side and hands you a card she made with glitter and lace. "thank you baby this is very sweet." you place the card against your heart momentarily, rafe walks up and places a silver tray on your lap with little scoops of ice cream, wafers and cookies. "happy mothers day mama" rafe smiles, quite proud of the little breakfast they managed to come up with last minute. 

"thank you baby" you continue to smile, reaching your hand out to place on rafe's cheek as he bends down to give you a kiss. "there's more ice cream if you want s'more after, happy mother's day!" your son says smiling showing all his teeth and handing you a bouquet of casablanca lilies and a few of his baseball cards that he considers presents, you giggle and reach over to embrace him as well.

"s'very nice of you guys, so many beautiful mother's day presents!" you tell your kids.

"its not over yet, i've got s'more gifts for you in the living room." rafe grins and hands you a spoon for the ice cream. "i love you do you know that?" he asks and you nod.

"i do, and i love you, all of you guys very much. what happened in the kitchen earlier? everything okay?" 

"i just wanna say again, i love you so very much." rafe smiles innocently ❤️

i wanna marry himmm

How do you think going to the gym with the kook trio would be like?

I love your blog by the way!!! ❤️❤️

thank youuu!! this is so cuteee!! going to the gym w the boysss!

today rafe, top, and kelce convinced you join them for a little gym sesh at the country club with the promise of some dessert and a martini after. as you entered with the boys the sound of weights clanking and music played in the background filled the atmosphere. 

"s'nice in here!" you smile and look up at rafe who is guiding you to where he wants to start first. "you wanna watch and then i'll teach you yeah?" he says grabbing your hair lovingly from behind to get it out of your face, like a makeshift ponytail. "mkay i'll watch you." you look over to see top and kelce have gone to to their own thing not to far away. rafe sits down to bench press as you stand behind him to "spot" him as if you could ever lift that thing up.

"jus' gonna do a few of these, 110kg maybe 4 or 5." he just talks as if you know what that means, you nod and watch him start to lift, muscles workin', sweat forming, you watch him and your heartbeat increases he just looks so masculine and watching him is just so-

"you wanna try now babydoll?" he asks sitting up, bringing you back from your day-dreamy thoughts. 

"okay but go easy..." you sigh, you reach out your hand to poke at his shoulder muscle then to squeeze his bicep.  

"ya like that?" he grins. "rate out of 10 baby" 

"10/10! i love your muscles and when you are all sweaty..." you giggle and sit down on the bench. "i know you do." he tilts his head to press a kiss to your cheek and then he removes the difficult weights and just leaves the bar for you to try.

"the bar is 20kg so just take it nice n easy, arch your back a little f'me" his words make your heart melt a little and leave you wanting to press your thighs together. "hands wider and lift....to under your chest kay?" he hovers over the bar with one hand just in case as you start to lift it and bring it down. "atta girl there you go..." he praises as you lift it back up and onto the little resting handles. "easy yeah?" he asks and you nod. 

"it was kinda light!" you giggle all flushed. 

"you wanna do 25 each side now?" you asks and you shake your head willing to try it. 

"kay just do what you did before kid, m'right here" he places the weights on and guides you as you lift it, bring it down and back up again. 

"niceeee baby, really nice, how do you feel?" he leans closer to you from behind. "i feel like m'not ever going to hit chest again." you giggle. 

topper and kelce come over, top hands you some water and you take a few sips before handing it back to him. "feel my heartbeat!" you pant, grabbing toppers hand to place on top of your tit. "mmh oh wow!" topper's eyebrows raise and he blushes feeling your heartbeat...and your tit.

"none of that shit." rafe smacks his hand away, pissed he's touching you at all, and you oblivious of what you said, smile and turn to find the exit to get your drink and maybe a tiramisu.  

"can i feel?" kelce asks with a smirk which causes rafe to turn to him like he can't believe he just asked that and glares at him. "fuck no." he huffs then turning to where you were standing then realizing you have already wandered off like a curious puppy to get what you were promised. ᥫ᭡ᥫ᭡

spring nails for reader with the obx boysss!! 💗💗

john b's girl

jj's girl

pope's girl

rafe's girl

Can we get your version of rafe's latina!gf moodboard? 🍹

claro!! amo a mis latinasss! shout out to 🇵🇦🇨🇴🤍!

rafe's latina!gf

girl i feel like 80s!slasher!rafe would dress like a preppy 80s jock asshole and nobody would suspect that he's the one killing guys (and for some reason its only the ones that talk to you...) 👀👀

this made me giggle bc its so true! 🎀 i mean he already sorta dressed like a douchey prep in season one, how fashion evolves huh!?

Rafe is the kind of boyfriend that when he takes your virginity, he wears your (what used to be) purity ring!! 💍🤍

yesss!! he'd probably put it on his chain or something and when you find out thats he's had it all this time and get all pouty he takes you harry winston to pick out a $11,600 promise ring 🌸

"raaafe! its not appropriate, my parents could see that m'not wearing it and see it on you! and they'd kil you!" you huff and cover your face with your hands.

"well i'm your boyfriend so i'm basically entitled to this ring, i took your vir-" you cut him off by shushing him and putting your hand over his mouth which causes him to raises his eyebrows. "we are in public!" you whisper, he removes your hand off his mouth and kisses the back of it. "hey, listen to me" he leans down to be at the same eye level.

"baby the only rings that belong on your fingers are a promise ring then a wedding ring, yeah?"

you nod as your bottom lip juts out a bit so he gives you a quick sweet kiss. "come on, i'll take you to go pick out some jewellery" he grins, spins you around and pats your ass to get you to start walking.

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what would 80's bunny/rafe's girl's room look likee? like every time he'd come around she'd hide her posters of the guys in bands or something like teen girls used to have in their rooms bc he doesnt wanna see a picture of another guy in your room besides him.

so true! lolz i feel like the room would look something like this, pretty and clean and once you and rafe become a thing you'd have pictures, letters and gifts of his around your room. 💞💞💞 perfumes, dollys, jewelry and stuffies everywhere!!

THAT CARE BEAR IS SO CUTEEE!!

80s!Rafe would soooo gift you care bears or collector barbies cause he'd rather see a collection of his gifts + you love them so much sooo

lolz aweee, or like some beanie babies cause whenever he comes over he sees the little mountain of stuffies on your bed. 🧸🎀

hey lene. rafe gives the situation vibes.

STOP IT!

i had to re-do this bc tumblr is being sooo weird!

lene's fairytale girls ࣪𓏲ּ ᥫ᭡ ₊ ⊹ ˑ ִ ֶ 𓂃

fairy!reader -

ᥫ᭡ fairy!reader- she’s jj’s girl! she’s quite social, ditzy, sweet but a bit sassy, quite stubborn and very ‘yappy’. she’s very good at making things like her own clothes, blankets….like 'tinkering’. loves running around the grass and finding little flowers to press into a journal or just to keep around the house. floral everythinggg, loves sweets for breakfast, baking, carnivals, cotton candy, big hair rollers, sparkly lip gloss, platform sandals, natural hair, , annoying jj, kissing jj, being practically always on top of her poor boyfriend lol.

princess!reader

ᥫ᭡ princess!reader- is without a doubt a rafe girl. she’s no bimbo but is a bit ditzy at times, she is kind, organized, honest and just a tiny bit posh…she likes going to pilates, rose petal facials, going shopping, romance fairy tale movies and the 2000s barbie movies, pink mani-pedis, flower gardens, cupcakes, bath bombs, walk-in-closets, satin dresses, going out to dinner with rafe, basically following him around and loving how he worships her!

mermaid!reader

ᥫ᭡ mermaid!reader- is a john b girl, she is curious, sweet, quite sleepy, affectionate, empathetic and sensitive. she has a job at the aquarium and she of course loves the ocean, collecting seashells, ice cream, sun tans and body shimmer, thrifting, exploring, tropical flowers, farmer’s markets, baths, sleeping n cuddling with john b…and ofc lovesss her boyfriend cause he’s just so yum

enchantress!reader

ᥫ᭡ enchantress!reader- she’s pope’s girl, she’s a bit shy but once brought out of her comfort zone is really magnetic. people fall in love with her at first sight! she’s smart, amazing with animals, loves the moon, looong hair and surprisingly really persuasive. she loves ice teas, fun nail sets, crystals, baby animals, glitter eye shadow, diy face masks, scented candles, rainy nights and studying with pope ofc. honestly doing anything with him makes her happy.

rafe is my mr. big and john b is my aiden

LUV my husbands!!!

can i please request reader going off to collage and not wanting to go and leave rafe, and then he convinces her that its okay not to go and stay with him? if it's a little confusion im sorry!

ive got ya!! xoxo!!! (sorry about any spelling mistakes, im like so beyond sleepy rn idk whyyy!!!!)

"hey baby? where are the suitcases, packed already?” your boyfriend shouts from the hall, wondering where all your stuff that was once out ready to get packed, is gone from where he last saw it.

“uh- almost,” you call back, watching him walk into your room carefully trying not to spill your sleepy time tea in his hand, staring down at the cup until he places it on your nightstand. "did you put em away?-" he begins, before you cut him off,

“ray?”

“yeah?”

“i need to talk to you about something…it’s nothing bad i promise…” your eyes wide and full of an emotion he can't quite place. he stares down at you sitting on the bed, crossing his arms waiting to hear what you've got to say. “okay, what’s up?”

“weeeell, i'm really proud of myself about getting in but i’m still a little nervous about going away…leaving you…” you ramble, avoiding eye contact with rafe. “got separation anxiety?” he laughs, bending down to be at eye level with you.

“don’t joke right now rafe, m’serious!” you whine, going to hide your face in your hands when rafe grabs your wrists ever so gently to direct your attention back on him. “sorry, sorry baby…continue." your boyfriend whispers, softly rubbing the skin on your wrist back and forth with his thumb.

you take a deep breath to keep the tears at bay “i’ve just been thinking about it a lot and i don’t wanna be half away across the country! and of course i know how important college is-”

rafe interrupts you by shrugging and muttering out an “eh,” as if to dismiss the importance of college,

“but…”

“but what, baby?” his eyes innocently looking up at you,

“what if i didn’t go? like i want to, but i don’t and it's all so stressful and i feel like i’m gonna disappoint everyone if i don’t go…” a tear then streaming down your face faster than you can wipe it away to keep him from seeing you cry over this.

your sweet boyfriend's heart twists with every tear that follows, he lets go of your wrists to hold your hands in his much bigger, warmer ones and shushes your fears, “hey- hey okay…just relax a minute kid, if you don’t want to you don’t have to. i say it all the time, can’t fucking wait to put a big ass diamond on this finger. and you won’t gotta worry about anything, cause i promise i’ll take care of you.” he tells you, a smirk on his face, trying his best to reassure you.

“i know but i don’t want to look stupid by being the girl who got into an amazing school but then chose to marry her first boyfriend and stay here!” you realize it's not the nicest thing to say out loud but it is- or would be the truth.

“what’s stupid bout being my little housewife?” rafe furrows his eyebrows, bringing his lips down to kiss every single one of your fingers. “aight listen, i’m so proud of you for getting in and doing the preparation for it but if you feel like your mind has changed that's not a bad thing. im fuckin’ relieved you wanna stay, and if you wanna still go to school there’s always UNC… you’d be closer.” your boyfriend was always very good at reasoning, especially with you. he could calm you in any situation with a couple of wise words and kisses.

“yeah…” you sigh, and wipe your nose with the back of your hand, letting go of his. and sure it's relieving to know that you could always choose to make that decision later, yet the thought in the back of your mind still present, telling you not to end up as another figure eight stepford wife.

and as quickly as the thought crept back into your mind, rafe was able to make it disappear “look, i love you babydoll and im gonna support you as you support me yeah? whatever you want, i'll get it for you you know that... you belong here, with me.” he stands back up again, hands reaching down to wipe the remaining tear droplets on your cheeks gently, to show you he cares ever so much about you and how much he wants to be soft with you- as if you could break like a china doll. “kay, so no tears. did your makeup so pretty today baby...”

your wet lashes sticking together, doe eyes staring up at him with love and admiration. “you’re my best friend ray. i love you, so much my heart hurts.”

“and you're mine, and i love you more than anything ever- and you can sleep on it you know? don't have to make up your mind right here." he whispers, pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

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also im re-watching rubí and im feeling like writing a little something with rafe that gives off rubí and hector vibes ya know?!!!

telenovelas babyyyyy ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི₊ ⊹

oh m so unwell 🤭💕

close your eyes and listen to this…. ;)

HOPE AND DESIRE!

warnings: somewhat bimbo!reader, suggestive content, use of y/n, reader jerks rafe off

bimbo!reader who loves getting her nails done x rafe who absolutely loves when she asks for his opinion!

m.list 🌷 nav 🌞 rafe m.list 🪐

“rafe” you said looking at him across the room with a cute little pout on your face

“what’s wrong my sweet girl” cooed rafe while stalking over to you

“oh it’s nothing..” letting out a small sigh you looked down, trying your best to sound upset

rafe had already crossed the room by the time you looked down, nudging your chin up with his large hand he murmured “tell me what’s upsetting you”

“well.. if you insist rafe.. it’s just.. my nails! they’re absolutely hideous! earlier while you were out with topper and kelce i was scrolling on pinterest and found the cutest set! which i think you’d love- oh! i can already imagine your face when you see them! please rafe we have to go to the salon!” you quickly let out in one breathe looking up at him with those sweet innocent eyes he loves. “look! wait no! don’t look!” you said as you quickly shoved your phone into rafes face but snatching it back as soon you remembered you wanted it to be a surprise.

“breathe, bunny. you’re about to pass out on me” chucked rafe “if my girl wants something, then what else can i do other then fulfill her every hope and desire” he said as he quickly kissed my cheek and led me out the door.

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“yes, i love them! thank you so much!” you squealed happily as you handed rafes card to the girl at the register.

it didn’t take you as long as you thought to convince rafe to go to the salon, but then again it never did. it seemed that rafe would go the the ends of the earth for you, if you so much as thought of it.

the whole drive over you spent it gushing over the set, but making sure rafe didn’t get one peek at it. telling him that they weren’t that pretty for him to be looking at and “it’s whatever, you’ll see them later” even going as far as telling rafe to wait in the car claiming it was “girls day only sorry!” while you hadn’t been lying earlier, you really did see a cute nail set while browsing on your phone! just not exactly on pinterest.

you had been scrolling on some app when you landed on a video of a girl with a fresh set of nails obviously showing them off. thinking nothing of it you liked it and scrolled, but after a bit you went back thinking it was a bit odd for the girl in the video to be posing the way she was. the girl had her hand splayed out showing her pink nails decorated with a jeweled “T” on her ring finger but the scene changed as her hand turned into an ‘O’ seemingly moving on top of a man’s lap. the more the you watched the more you were entranced as the video progressed your panties grew wet, the video quickly turned from innocent to sinful. the girl started unzipping the man’s jeans and all you could think about was rafe. and how much rafe would love for you to have his initial on your finger.

taking the card back from the woman you exited out of the salon and saw rafe leaning against the door of his car, waiting for you “there you are i was starting to worry, let me see” he said drawing out the ‘e’ for effect, reaching out to grab your hands.

“no! you have to wait,” you said trying to come up with a lame excuse so he wouldn’t ask why “they’re not dry yet!” you said jumping up and looking away you hoped rafe wouldn’t ask because he always knew when you were lying.

eying you suspiciously rafe nodded and said nothing as he helped you into the car. the car-ride back was spent with you asking rafe about his day while blowing on your nails for effect.

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after arriving home you finally decided enough was enough. while rafe was sitting on the couch watching tv you leaned over and accidentally brushed your fingers over his lap murmuring a soft “sorry” while simultaneously shoving your barely concealed cleavage in his face.

not that shocked by your antics rafe only reacted by kissing and nibbling on your chest “nothin’ to be sorry ‘bout, doll”

leaning back and settling on your plush thighs you slowly started to run your hand down rafes chest, softly moaning as you feel the soft outline of his abs under your fingers and his shirt.

“god you’re precious y/n. you’re so good for me, such a good girl” rafe let out light grunts as you started to palm him through his dress pants, his grunts only spurring you on.

after what seemed like hours you finally got to his pants and boxers off, his cock slapping up against his stomach as you stared at all of him in wonder.

“rafe..” you moaned as you started to pump his hard cock in your hand, sticking out your tongue to kitten lick his aching tip.

you made sure of making a show, your hand purposefully being adjusted to show off the diamond encrusted nail that shined with the letter “R”, which was now being coated with his pre-cum and your saliva.

you and rafe made eye contact as he looked down to see you try take all of him, god he was so big, noticing the slight bling on your finger he cocked his head to the side and pulled his brows together.

his somewhat formed frown was quickly replaced by a smirk, his chest beaming with pride as he realized what the shine was caused by.

it was pretty widely known by everyone on the island that rafe cameron was possessive, if you could even call it that it was borderline obsessive. so when he saw that you, his sweet innocent y/n had gotten his initial on your ring finger he practically lost it.

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thinking about Rafe finally knocking you up and taking you for a little vacation to the Bahamas house.

You're sitting in a reclined beachbed, sunglasses on the tip of your nose as your pretty black bikini hugs your new curves,tits basically spilling out of the material. "Rafey, help me with the sunscreen?" Looking over him as he stands up,squirting some of it in his palms before rubbing the product on your arms and chest,making sure to leather your round belly.

"hi little angel" He mumbles,pressing a kiss to the stretched skin receiving a tiny kick against his cheek. "she loves you already..." "yeah,of course she does- she got the best dad" Smiling as you run a hand over the prickly hair on his head,you sigh.

"can I have some water,please? I'm thirsty" "water for the mama" Bringing the bottle up to your lips as he tilts your head back,helping you drink before closing the bottle and putting on the tiny table between the bed chair. "thank you" Smiling Rafe returns to his chair,fixing his sunglasses before rubbing at your belly again "I wanna go shopping later,get some cute clothes" "yeah...I like that"

Idk if you have seen that one text ss where the guy is like "take a nap" and then a few hours later he goes "I said a nap not a fucking coma" feel like that would be sooooo rafe x reader, like reader just falls asleep anywhere and everywhere and rafe is just like "girl.....😐"

thought of two instances of this! thank u for requesting, i hope u enjoy!

“hey, hey,” rafe shakes your arm, sighing. “mm.. r-rafe?” you mumble, your vision a bit blurry as you wake up, yawning. “w-what you doing here?” you question in a little groggy voice, getting shy as you can see him a little clearer. he was just so handsome. “the fuck you mean? you didn’t answer my texts all fuckin’ day. got worried.” he confesses, his eyebrows scrunched together.

“oh.. yea,” you giggle softly. “was jus’ getting my beauty sleep, papi.”

“b-beauty sleep? you serious? it’s 1:30 in the afternoon.” he scolds in a condescending tone. “papiii,” you whine, hiding your face in your pillow. “you’re judging me. can feel it.”

you hear him sigh, rolling his eyes. “not judging, ma. jus’.. curious how someone can sleep that long.” “well.. it’s because it gets tiring being the worlds best girlfriend, lotta weight on my back,” you giggle at your own joke. “mm, yeah. give you that one.” he chuckles before kissing your forehead. “cmon, missed you. we’re going out, yea?”

୨୧ second instance

“hey, where your girl go man?” topper asked as rafe adjusted his hat backwards. he usually never let you out of eyesight. “uh, what?” he asks before looking around, seeing that you were no longer by the clothing rack that held a variety of cropped, revealing tops that quickly made rafe imagine having to tell you not to wear those when he wasn’t around when he first saw you snooping there. “the fuck?” he quietly whispers to himself, scanning the store.

after a few minutes of looking around and even calling your cellphone— he approached one of the workers, already working himself up. “hello, ma’am, uh.. wanted to ask if you’ve seen a girl wearing a pink dress? has little flowers on it? was wearing those uh tall sandals or whatever you call em,”

“oh, you mean platform sandals?” she giggles softly, “yea she asked me where the dressing room was and headed straight there.” she replies with a small smile. “ah, alright. thanks.”

when he arrives to the dressing room he goes to the one stall that’s closed, knocking before twisting the doorknob. “didn’t even lock the damn thing.” he grumbles to himself before stepping inside.

you sat on the dressing rooms chair with your head leaned back and eyes closed. “oh you’re kidding me.”

he lightly smacks your cheek to wake you up, a bit upset. “o-oh! hi papi,” you say meekly. “was tired of all that walking.. was only going to take a real small nap..” you confess, your cheeks a flushed pink.

“baby.. i.. what? cmon doll, you serious with me right now?” he questions, a disapproving expression on his face. “you’re the one that wanted to go to the mall, remember?” it was true, you wanted to get closer to topper and kelce— being rafe’s friends and all, so you invited them to go shopping with you. “i-i know papi, we just did so much walking ‘s all..” you whine, standing up as you hug rafe gently, sighing. “oh doll, cmon. let’s just go already.” he says lightly, dragging you back out and telling the boys it was time to go home for the day, them being secretly glad as they had literally no idea what to do in all the stores you had been visiting— let’s just say every since then, rafe refused to let go of your hand anytime you guys went out afterwards.

rafe x crybaby!reader who cries and has a full on meltdown in front of rafe and his friends because he said no when she asked him to buy her this new expensive bag!🎀

ahhh i’m sorry i honestly hate the way i wrote this so much im so sorry i really hope you like it:< rafe is just a little mean but i mean come on! it’s rafe <3 im sorry i didn’t really make her have like a whole real big meltdown i just honestly couldn’t write it :<

‘DENIED’ the website reads, just as you were about to finish off your purchase for the new pink limited edition bag you had been eyeing. what? you frown, quickly jumping off your bed, slipping into your pink crocs— following the noise downstairs, knowing rafe and his friends were hanging out in the living room.

“rafe?” you call, giving a quick greeting to topper and kelce before sitting besides your boyfriend. “whys it say that?,” you ask, glittery gloss lips in a form of a halfway pout as you show your phone to rafe.

he leans in, taking a quick glance at it before a small chuckle leaves his lips. “you.. you uh.. really don’t remember?”

your brows furrow, head tilting. “what do you mean, ray?” confusion laced in your voice.

he looks away briefly before landing back at you. “well.. thanks to that little stunt you pulled on monday, i decided i won’t be paying for anymore of your little shopping sprees ‘till next week.” he states, lips smacking together.

“w-what?” you nervously giggle, cheeks starting to heat up.

it was safe to say, you weren’t used to rafe telling you no. every single thing you wanted or asked for was given to you in a few days thanks to express shipping.

you had got perfectly accustomed to the title of being rafe’s spoiled girlfriend. constantly skipping over prices and simply swiping his card. “i.. i thought you were only kidding, daddy.” you mumble softly, not wanting the boys to hear.

“i don’t kid about setting you straight, baby.” he says simply, your eyes already starting to burn.. embarrassment clouding your mind.

“but you already punished me!” you whine as quietly as you can, one of the small tears up in your eyes falls as you recollect the memory of when he had you bent over his lap, spanking you until your ass was practically engraved with his handprint.

“please daddy, it’ll already be sold out by next week,” you cry, trying to make him understand.

but he only looks away, shaking his head. “don’t you have enough purses anyway? bought you plenty already.” he continues, making more tears stream down your cheek at his reluctance.

you notice topper and kelce staring now, concerned with whatever it was you were crying about, looking to themselves with confused expressions. rafe however, was used to your dramatics.

“you’re just being mean, rafe! i already paid for my mistake.” you plead, grabbing his hands and squeezing them lightly.

topper clears his throat, clearly feeling uncomfortable with the whole situation. kelce hides a small smirk, but pretends not to hear the ordeal anyway.

rafe couldn’t care less for the audience, always loving when he had any spotlight with the way he handled you. an opportunity to flaunt the power dynamic between you two.

rafe puts on a faux pout, even making a small “awe” sound as he moves one hand to wipe your tears. “oh i’m being mean, really? that.. that supposed to make me cave in, hm? let you run along and think every single punishment isn’t serious?”

he was so cruel you thought, his mocking pulling at your heart in a negative way. “hey, stop crying, okay? you know im not doing this for fun. these are consequences to your actions.” he prompts, every tear that falls on your cheek being wiped by his hands.

“p-please, just this once..” you mewl. “i promise i wont ask for another bag for awhile, promise! i’ll be real good.” you beg.

maybe it was the way your sad eyes looked at him, or the way your manicured hand squeezed his own, or maybe he just wanted you to stop bugging him, thinking about the blow job he’d ask for later— or maybe it was simply cause he had grown soft. but regardless, he still bites his lips and nods. “alright fine— i’ll buy it now so it doesn’t sell out, but when it comes you’re gonna give it me to hold it until next week still.” he tells you, filling in his card information on the site.

“r-really? oh thank you!” you squeal, giving him a tight hug. “mhm, better be.”

snaps with bf!rafe <3

reader showing rafey off cuz how could you not 🤭

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