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"I don't know what to do without you"

omg literally charlie reacting to his crush wearing one of those small tees with silly little cunty phrases on em, like "I <3 pathetic men" or "massive tits small heart" shit like thatttt

literal legend | charlie walker <3

a/n: im so sorry this took a while for me to get out 😭 but ilovethisideasomuchomg. also, don't mind the title, something about those shirts remind me of ayesha erotica.. so it feels very much needed

18+ content ahead, pure and absolute filth!!please don't read unless your comfortable with that!!

so, one day he spotted you in the hallway walking to your next class (obviously he didn't say anything, he's to shy :3) and he saw your shirt, he read it to himself 'i ❤ pathetic men' he found it a lil weird, but didn't pay too close attention

until the next day, when you were wearing something different, he overheard you talking with kirby about something, and you referred to charlie as a so called 'pathetic man' and plenty of other terms along those lines

the next day, you wore a similar shirt 'i eat boys' that one.. scared him, he feared for his life /hj

he let the silly phrases marinate in his brain a little, then really thought about the shirts you had been wearing

bro probably masturbated to the thought of you calling him your pathetic bitch boy

now he... really wants to have sex with you :3

omg and maybe one day when your wearing one of those shirts (maybe i ❤ nerds 🤭) and your little group of people (not friends, Jills there/j, please don't kill me Jill stans) are all hanging out, maybe at kirbys house, just watching movies

you sit yourself down next to charlie, eyeing him up and down every second you get

he can feel you staring at him, and he kinda just freezes, trying his best to watch the movie

everyone goes off to do whatever, and you and charlie are just left alone together, he decided to ask you what those shirts mean (even though it's obvious)

so your just like 'i have this one because i do in fact, love nerds.'

and ya know.. charlie could be classified as a nerd, right?

a/n: im sorry if this one's bad, i very much rushed to get it done

“oh baby of course we can cuddle. I just need to stick my dick in you first. you understand, right?”

literallyyyy!! i will always defend him🧏🏽‍♀️.

HE’S INNOCENT YOUR HONOUR ྀིྀི

♡♡♡♡

thinking about high sex with johnnie😮‍💨 i love your fics btw🙏

lit up

a/n:YESSSS it would be so intimate and shit,also i wrote this high so if it’s a little off yk why😭

you and johnnie were sitting outside at his and Jake’s shared house. his lighter lied flat on the table as he took a large hit from the joint he had just lit before passing it to you.

bringing it to your lips you take in a smaller breath before breathing out the smoke, johnnie exhaling by the time you inhaled

“have you ever shotgunned before” he asks as he takes a hit from the joint between his fingers.

you shook your head no at his question sure you had seen it be done but you hadn’t tried it yourself.

he nods as he breathes the smoke out before handing the roll between his fingers to you. he tells you to take a hit and then blow the smoke into his mouth,soon after you bring the joint to your lips.

you took a hit and did as Johnnie said,you slowly exhaled into his mouth your lips barely touching.once you had pulled apart he inhaled before exhaling once again.

the two of you repeated this several times,giggling at ‘how close your lips were yet so far away’

by now the there was about quarter left and you and johnnie were already pretty fucked up and therefore decided to ash it before putting it back in a swishers bag

“m’ hungry” you say to johnnie as you stumble through the patio door that lead to the kitchen.

he follows you into the kitchen wrapping his arms around your waist from behind you while you searched the kitchen for food.

it’s not until then you feel his hard cock poking against your back side making you turn around with a giggle.

with his hands on your waist you placed your around his neck before pulling him into a passionate kiss.

the kiss grew more intense as the effects of the weed had now fully kicked in. after a couple more moments he pulled away,his lips were slightly swollen and he had a dazed look in his eyes

you had been pressed against the counter as johnnie tapped the sides of your thighs signaling for you to sit up on the counter.

you sat atop the counter before pulling johnnie into yet another kiss,this one more sensual and needy.

his lips trailed from your mouth to your neck as he began to suck gently on your sweet spot,leaving a hickey as he then slid his hands up your shirt resting them on your waist

“can i take this off baby?” he asks looking up at you to which you nod. he slides the shirt over your head,your breasts now visible to him. He groped your tits before placing small kisses down them.

you moaned softly before you softly spoken “johnnie please” you whined “i need you”

your words were enough for him to quickly rid himself of his pants as you did the same. he pulled your panties to the side,sliding his cock between your folds. coating his cock with your slick.

you let out a moan as he slowly slid into you,one of your hands holding onto the counter while the other held onto johnnie’s hair.

“feels so good” he practically whimpers into your ear as he burries his head in the crook of your neck.

the weed coursing through your veins heightened every feeling. you almost felt like you were floating as your boyfriend continued to ram his cock in and out of you.

your body began to grow limp as you told Johnnie you were close,which he could tell judging by the way you clenched around him.

it was so sloppy and you loved every second of it,you couldn’t tell if you loved him so much or if you were just really really high but johnnie looked ethereal,his hair sticking to his forehead as he kept rutting his hips in and out of you, the kitchen light behind him shadowing some of his features

within seconds you came all over Johnnie’s cock a loud moan eliciting as he came deep inside you,his cum dripping out of you and onto the surface below.

he pulled out despite you still clenching around him,his hands at your puffy cunt as he let the cum pool on his fingers before sliding it back inside of you

he then begins to pepper kisses along your thighs until he gets into his knees, his chin resting in between your legs as he looks up at you with needy eyes practically begging for you to give him just one more orgasm

TikTok links!!!

— these are some of my favorite tiktok edits <3 enjoy !!

— a lot of these are just named what the captions are lmao.

i have 3100 edits saved, OOF.

RAFE CAMERON

- you belong to me

- i wanna ride

- lana coded baby boy

- funny ass edit bc tiktok took all our good sounds

- you don’t own me

- two choppa, 200 shots.. bang

- very early

- beautiful and dirty rich

- country clubbbb (ft. barry)

- my man. my maaaan.

- killing is nature

- ghostface!rafe

- mine

JJ MAYBANK

- slut me out

- when he owns the obx

- never be like you

- your dads a pussy over

- pls don’t ever leave me

- j🥰

RAFE & JJ

- yeah that ship sailed away

- i want their tips on my tongue

- they call me superman

- i’m making my haters mad🤪

- all of my bitches is pretty

- i don’t trust a soul, i don’t trust nobody

- twin bitches

- one of their girls

- lights down low

- our men

- pew pew

- my blickyyyy

- but if you wanna come, give my brother some

STEVE HARRINGTON

- THE steve harrington edit (my opinion)

NATE JACOBS

- the type of man you wanna—

FELIX CATTON

- felix. that’s it.

- never wanted to be a popsicle more in my life

bonus one: RAFE, JJ, JB

- sexiest trio

RORY CULKIN as DAVID THIBODEAU in WACO (2018)

S01.E1: Visions and Omens

LITERALLY THO LIKE THIS IS SO REALLL😍!!

Thoughts? 🤭

my favourite episode for real.

LIKE BABE THE BLACK SHIRT THE GREASY HAIR THE CRAZY EYES

when he is protecting the cross and become violent as hell🤭🤭 daddy protect meeeeeee🤤🤤🤤

this gives me scary boyfriend getting mad cause he can’t find his gf vibes 🤤🤤🤤

OMLLLLLL

i just died all over again this is adorable IM SOBBING.

the way he's smiling at her😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

he looks so happy and gentle holding her i cannot

I NEED MOREEEEEE!!!!

Hi idk if u have already written this if u have pls igonore but what about the first time bombshell reader calls Spencer beautiful?

fem, 1k

“Gideon has a new prodigy.” 

Your head rises of its own accord. “Yeah?” 

“He's younger than you. Twenty three, I think Hotch said. Fresh out of college, two degrees and working on a third? Or maybe he was getting his doctorate? I couldn't keep up.” Morgan shakes his head in disapproval. “Overeducated and under-experienced. He failed his physicals. The ones he took, anyways.” 

“Ooh, ouch. A baby on the team before me,” you joke with a smile. “Genius baby, but a baby.” 

Morgan smiles when you smile, he's too nice not to, but he picks up soon enough, crossing his arms where he's stood and wrinkling what was once a finely steamed suit jacket. “I don't know what Gideon's thinking.” 

“Does anyone ever know what he's thinking? What's Hotch say about it all?” 

Morgan reads what you're typing from over your shoulder and corrects a mistake. One day you won't need his help, but for now you take as much of it as you can get. You're not too proud to acknowledge when you mess up, you're a realist. Super sensible (in mind if not action). 

“Hotch lets Gideon do what he wants, mostly. What can you do when he's one of the originals?” Morgan leans heavily onto his desk by the forearms and shrugs. You’re similar in this regard; complain, move on. You're similar in other ways, too. That's why you get along. 

“Well, I want to meet this guy,” you say. “We'll be teammates just as soon as Strauss stops hating me. I'm one strategic boxed bouquet from a full pardon.” He laughs and touches your arm like he believes you. “Is he around?” 

“Here they are now.” 

You spin in Morgan's desk chair slowly. Jason Gideon is stalking through the office with his head in the contents of a manilla envelope, while a new face follows behind him talking a mile a minute. 

“Obviously,” you hear Gideon interrupt as they get close enough. “Agent Morgan can explain that to you. Don't overthink it, Spencer, just try to get through it.” 

He doesn't acknowledge you nor Morgan as he leaves Spencer and hurries up the steps leading to his and Hotch's offices. You aren't expecting much else from him. What little Gideon knows about you he doesn't like. If you ever get over the Strauss hurdle, it's him you'd have to convince next. You don't watch him cross the landing, your gaze focused on the man making his timid way toward you. Your lips part briefly, and then quirk into an overjoyed smile. 

“Oh, you're beautiful,” you say without thinking. 

He frowns at you. 

“Reid,” Morgan interrupts, “This is Y/N L/N. She works in the sex crimes division. As you can imagine, we get a lot of crossover.” You stand, holding out your hand. “Y/N, this is Spencer Reid.” 

“I don't shake. Sorry.” 

You press your hand to your chest. “Oh, that's okay. I shouldn't assume…” Your voice melds into a silkiness that has his shapely brows furrowing further, “It's nice to meet you, Spencer Reid. You're really pretty, do you know that?” 

Spencer peeks at Morgan quickly, who laughs good-naturedly. “She's serious, Reid. She's not making fun of you.” 

“You'd know,” Spencer says. It isn't malicious, but it isn't exactly friendly, either.

You twist to frown at Morgan deeply. “Morgan, you're not being nice to him?” 

“I'm being plenty nice, sweetheart, but this is how it works. I gotta haze him a little.” 

“No, you don't.” You tip your cheek toward your shoulder to look at Spencer through your lashes. “He pretends to be worse than he is, I promise. But don't let him neg you, okay? You're smarter than he is–” 

“Hey.” 

“–and he's used to being the office pretty boy. It's jealousy, nothing else,” you finish. Spencer really is gorgeous now you're close enough to see his eyes. A brown like caramelised sugar tented by dark, dark eyelashes. When he smiles, the very slightest hint of teeth shows, and it makes him even prettier. You endeavour to make him smile again. “Sorry if I'm coming off a little strong. It's not my intention.” 

“She's just nervous. You have everything she wants,” Morgan says. 

You sigh forlornly. “Oh, doesn't he?” Spencer's confused pout is even cuter than his smile. “Getting into the BAU is about as easy as walking on water.” 

“For a human,” Spencer says. “Easier if you're smaller. Like a water strider.” 

There's a silence. Morgan is aghast, you think. You're in love. 

“Yeah?” you ask, stars in your eyes as his own spark to life. 

“Because water strider's can transfer their weight, but also due to their hydrofuge hairpiles. Their microhairs.” He catches himself, measuring your expression carefully. “Did you really wanna know?” 

“Do you wanna get a cup of coffee and tell me about it?” you ask. 

His lips part as yours had when you first saw him. 

He's prevented from answering as Hotch's office door opens and the man himself walks out near the railing. “Good, you’re here. I have something to talk to you about.” 

You grin at him. “I'd love to chat, Agent Hotchner, but I'm getting to know your new protégé.”

“I see.” He waits. 

You would ignore him —Hotch has a soft spot for you (or rather, he likes you enough to put up with you, which is more than can be said about other members of his division) and he'd shrug off your dismissal— but you're really keen to hear what he has to say. Perhaps Strauss has changed her mind about your proposed trail basis with the team. 

“I'm so sorry,” you say to Spencer, immediately re-dazzled by his pretty, lovely face. “It was really nice to meet you, Spencer Reid. Maybe next time you can tell me more about it.” 

You give Morgan a quick thank you for the help with your paperwork and trust him to log out of your emails. In your rush up the stairs, you hear a wisp of conversation. 

“Was she messing with me?” 

Morgan laughs. “No, kid. That's how she is.” 

"Oh... She's nice."

"You have no idea."

IM SO INLOVE WITH THIS LIKE YOU DONT UNDERSTAND!!

rafe cameron eating you out while you study. he doesn't mind listening to all the jargon that falls from your lips. honestly, he could listen to you talk all damn day. especially if his face is buried in your cunt and he's going to town. but his excitement only rises when he makes things more fun for himself. he keeps going as long as your speaking, tongue slithering through your folds, looping around your clit. savouring the juices leaking out your poor hole. but the minute you stutter or your words come to a stop, he pulls away from you and refuses to continue until you get back to it. that stupid, shit-eating grin taunting you as his hot breath fans over your core when he speaks. "keep goin', smart girl. gotta focus if you wanna ace your test, yeah?"

THISSSS

Party Favors

Rafe Cameron x Reader

TW: drug use, sexual coercion, sexual acts for drugs, oral (m receiving) not proof read. 18+ MDNI

WC: 1030

A/N: starting over, repost from my old blog! Please send requests!

You had grown up on Figure Eight, spending the majority of your summers at the Cameron household. However, as you made your way through the crowded party you felt out of place. All of the girls there were in skimpy dresses and you were still in your beach clothes.

You had been to Topper's house plenty of times, but a lot had changed since then. Ever since Sarah got involved with John B, you started hanging out at the cut more often. 

“Look who took a break from the pogues to come hangout.” 

“Rafe Cameron, just the person I wanted to see.” 

“Oh yeah? And why’s that, princess? You finally come to your senses and realize this is where you belong? Not down at the cut with the scum? Maybe my sister should think more like you” 

You ignored his comment and got straight to the point. 

“Have you seen Barry at all?”

He furrowed his brow at you as he bit the inside of his cheek. 

“Barry? What do you want with — oh.” 

He stood up from where he was sitting on the couch, grabbing your hand and pulling you to the side so no one could hear your conversation. 

“Does my sister know you’re doing drugs?” 

“No, and I would like to keep it that way.”

He didn’t answer, he just rolled his eyes at you as he grabbed your hand. “Come on,” he said dragging you to the bathroom. You could feel your nails digging into the flesh of your palm as you nervously watched him lock the door behind you.

“You don’t need Barry, you know. You could’ve just asked me.” 

You knew that, that’s why you were there in the first place. God, he could be stupid sometimes. 

“If I do this for you, you know, uh let you have some, what’s in it for me?” 

“What’s in it for you? I’m Sarah’s best friend, Rafe. Just give me a line or two, please.” 

“Being Sarah’s best friend means nothing to me. Besides, you’ve practically become a pogue.”

“Whatever, Rafe. What do you want from me?” 

He stared at you for a moment, his eyes darkening. 

“Do a line off my cock.” 

Your eyes widened, you were shocked. 

“I, what?”

“You heard me. Do you want the drugs or not?” 

You stared at him still, your mouth agape. You watched as he pulled the bag of powder out of his back pocket, holding it up to the bathroom light. 

“and if you don’t want Sara and your little friends to know…” 

“Alright, fine,” you huffed. “I’ll do it.”  

You knew deep down that this was wrong, but you were desperate. Your nails dug into your palms as you watched him undo his belt. You had always had a bit of a crush on Rafe. He made you nervous, but you couldn't help but feel a twinge of excitement at the thought of being alone with him, especially like this.

Once his pants were off and his boxer briefs pulled down he began to stroke his cock. 

"Take your shirt off, Y/N. Now."

You hesitated again and Rafe had always been  impatient. 

“Come on, I just need to get hard. Help me out. Please."

"Uh, sure," you replied softly as you lifted your tank top over your head, then your bra letting it fall to the floor.

"God, you have great tits," he groaned as he stroked his cock, pumping a few more times.

"Uh, alright, that should be good enough. Come here."

You watched in amusement as he poured a little bit of it on his dick. You weren’t sure how this was even going to work but you assumed this was something he had done before. Probably many times. 

He handed you a rolled-up bill as you sunk to your knees before him. "Well, I assume you know the drill so, uh, go ahead."

The entire situation was awkward, the tension was unbearable. You just needed to get this over with.

You took a deep breath, mentally preparing yourself for the task ahead. You snatched the bill from his hands, leaning down and snorting the powder off him. Your eyes watered and your throat burned. Coughing a little, you rubbed your nose as you went to stand up.

"Wait," he started, grabbing your shoulder and pushing you back down on your knees.

"Wouldn't want it to go to waste, lick the rest of it off."

You complied, feeling his grip on harden. He smirked at you as you looked up at him His eyes were dark and intense. You leaned forward and began licking up the length of his shaft. The taste of the leftover coke was a bit unpleasant, but manageable.

You felt him twitch under your tongue as you reached for the head and swirled your tongue around the tip. I heard him moan softly and then felt his hand pull your hair. Pulling your head up to look up at him.

"What would my sister and your little pogue friends think, hm? That, sweet, innocent Y/N is really a dirty coke whore?" 

You felt your face flush and you quickly pulled away, trying to hide your embarrassment. He grabbed your chin and met your gaze, his eyes full of amusement. "Don't worry," he said with a smirk, "it'll be our little secret."

He shoved his cock back into your mouth again without hesitation, taking control this time. You gagged as he repeatedly hit the back of your throat.

"Just a little more," he breathed. "Please, I'm gonna cum." he said.

You licked faster and sucked harder until his whole body tensed. He groaned loudly and his cock jerked your my mouth. You kept sucking and swallowing as he came, the salty taste mixing with his sweat.

"Damn, who would’ve thought you could suck a dick like that? You’re that bad on the shit huh?"

You felt yourself blush again, God he was such a dick. 

"Oh, like you’re not?’ you raised an eyebrow at him. 

“And just for that comment ,you owe me two more lines, maybe even a bag," you smirked.

"Don't push it."

You felt a wave of shame crash over your body, though you had a feeling this was just the beginning of a very complicated relationship with Rafe Cameron.

exquisite😜!!

Simon was never one for rough sex. He preferred to take his time with you, worship you, treat you like the angel you were.

But now? Now Simon couldn’t be bothered with taking things slow. He was pounding you into the mattress with a fervor you’d never experienced from him. Red blurred his vision, your soft mewls beneath him doing little to soothe his racing mind.

Your laughs from earlier filled his brain, your soft smiles, your gentle touch… but none of it was directed at him. Soap had had your undivided attention nearly all night, and it drove Simon into a fit of jealous rage.

He knew it was harmless between you and Johnny. He knew neither one of you would ever betray him like that, but the little voice in the back of Simon’s head told him maybe, just maybe Johnny would be better for you than he would.

A guttural moan from you took Simon out of his thoughts, his eyes flickering down to you. A sadistic smile formed on his lips, watching as your eyes rolled into the back of your head.

He felt your walls squeeze around him, and he let out a breathy chuckle. “This is my pussy, mine to fuck, mine to play with. Got that?”

“All yours, Simon.” You echoed, digging your nails into his back. You squeezed your eyes shut, succumbing to whatever Simon had planned for you that night.

“Scream my name, yeah?” Simon taunted, leaning down to press his teeth against your neck. “Let the whole fucking world know who you belong to.”

You were HIS girl. His to worship, his to please, his to love. And he’d make sure that everyone, including Johnny, knew just how good he made you feel

THIS MAKES ME INSANE😫😜!!

Day 31|Serial killer AU

Character: Rafe Cameron x afab!reader

Tags: Non-con, dark!rafe, derogatory language(slut), mask kink, DARK CONTENT!

A/n: so how was y’all’s halloween😀..

Kinktober masterlist

Your shoes stuck to the sticky floor of the room, red solo cup full of almost-warm beer in your hand being sloshed around as people continuously bump into you. It wasn't your scene, drunk college kids surrounding you as the stench of vodka and fruit juice expelled from their mouths with every scream of the song lyrics.

And the beer definitely didn’t taste right.

With your feet aching from the uncomfortable shoes, you found yourself venturing up the stairs, and through hallways to find a room to relax in.

Soon, your trip was cut short, as a figure from behind you pulled you into a room, knive against your throat and hand muffling your gasp as it clasped over your throat. “Make a sound, i'll slit your throat.” The knife pressed harder for a split second, before tossing it to the bedside table, “Gonna be a good slut now?” His arms spun you quickly and threw you against the wall, pinning you so roughly that you would surely have bruises.

The room you were in seemed to be a fancy guest bedroom, littered with white and gray decor, occasional shades of teal in accent pillows or paintings. A singular light was on, illuminating the masked figure that stood before you. Your arms struggled against his large hand that pinned them above your head, only being reminded of the knife once your lungs filled to scream out. The cold metal pierced your collarbone, blood trickling down your chest.

His pants were soon quickly unzipped, releasing the strain of his cock against the rough jean fabric. You caught him in a moment of distraction as he stroked himself, pulling a hand from his grasp and ripping his mask off. A slap landed on your face for that, yet the mask was already thrown across the room.

His familiar sharp blue eyes pierced into your eyes almost as terrifying as the knife against your collarbone, your thrashing to get away was cut short as his hands pinned you once again, quickly grabbing your chin and forcing your face to his.

“see what you did, huh? Now you’re gonna get fucked for that.”

YESSS

Pervert — König x Reader

CW: König is a pervert in this one, "I sucked dick on accident"!Reader, dubcon.

"Easy. That's white chocolate." You're currently on your knees, playing a little game with König. 'Taste test', wanting to make sure all your senses are working well, hence the blindfold covering your eyes.

"Good. Now what's this one?" His hand went to your neck, gently lifting your chin up as one finger of the other hand was gently shoved into your mouth, your tongue willingly licking his finger and tasting the liquid covering it. You recoil back with a face of mild disgust, dragging a laugh out of him.

"Dark chocolate. Ugh." Your nose scrunches up in disgust again, the bitter taste still on your tongue.

"I'll bring you something sweet, wait." You hear his footsteps disappear into the kitchen but you don't remove the blindfold, staying on your knees until he's back.

"Here." He puts something in front of your lips and you lick without hesitation, ignoring the way his breathing quickens, thinking it's because he rushed from the kitchen. Whatever you're licking is thick, your tongue lapping at it while the sweet taste hits your tongue, thankfully getting rid of the taste of bitter, dark chocolate.

"Keep— keep sucking, there's more." You can recognize the taste of whipped cream, though the more of the object you hesitantly suck down your mouth, the more different things you can taste. You slowly suck more, almost gagging at the feeling of something so thick going down your throat. You gag a little bit, head recoiling back slightly as you go back to sucking on the tip, trying to get the exact flavor so you don't fail this stupid game he's making you play.

"Whipped cream and peanut butter." You reply with confidence, making König's cock twitch.

"There's more, you just have to go deeper." He's slowly jerking off, a fat pearl of precum staining his tip, hoping the whipped cream around his cock will mask the taste.

"Are you making me suck on a cucumber?" You ask with a laugh, playfully slapping his thigh, though your hand remains there.

"Yeah— don't bite it." You pushed your head back to his cock and you opened your mouth, trying to suck until you could taste the other things. You push him down your throat enough to taste it... chocolate syrup. Your tongue laps at it from the bottom, your gagging noises making you unable to hear his breathing hitch, though you can feel something in your mouth. You pull away slowly, eyebrows furrowed under the blindfold at the new taste.

"... saline water?"

MAKE SOME NOISE FOR THIS ONEEEEE!!!!!

DID I MAKE YOU SCREAM?

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SUMMARY - How is Rafe Cameron, your sweet, loving, boyfriend, who seems to have done no wrong, the most wanted serial killer in the world?

WARNING - slight smut, fluff, arguing, Dark!Rafe, f!m

A/N - my first Tumblr post.

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ACT I

A SCREAM echoed through the house.

Y/n sat on the leathered couch as she gripped her boyfriend's arm yet again, "it wasn't even that scary." Rafe sneered, laughing at his trembling girlfriend, "Yes it was!" she shouted, punching Rafe's arm harshly, "Can you change it now?" Y/n questions, but he refused, "I did not pay 30 dollars to watch Nun 2 just for you to tell me to change it." he argued, Y/n pouted, trying to find his lack of sympathy, "Are you trying to kill me?" Rafe frowns, "I would never." he responds, relaxing his body.

Rafe pushed a piece of hair out of Y/n's face as he gracefully rubbed the index of her warm cheek, "you'll be the death of me Y/n L/n." he stated, watching as her face turned a bright shade of red. His eyes softened as she gripped his arm, pushing his arm down so she could get a better chance at connecting their lips.

"Mmm." he hummed through the kiss, although when she pulled back, all she could find was a blushed-out Rafe Cameron. "How about, we don't watch the movie and.." she started, trailing her finger down his stomach, "Maybe go upstairs to your room?" Rafe sneered, rolling his eyes vastly "Nice try Y/n, were not missing the movie." Rafe motioned himself to kiss her again but she turned her head away.

He chuckled it off, but it kinda hurt inside. Rafe placed his hand on her back, pulling her big shirt all the way up to her shoulders just so he could cress her skin with his fingernails softly. Y/n stuck her head inside Rafe's chest, unable to watch the next jump scare that would happen.

Rafe trailed his hand all the way up her spine, then back down and onto her curves, "Ow!" Y/n shouted, pushing her face out of Rafe's chest in a swift move. "What?" he asked, unsure whether he did something wrong or not. "Watch the hands, Mister, you hurt me," she told, showing Rafe a huge scar that was on her side.

He gave her a confused stare, "Where did you get this from?" he questioned, touching it so gently, trying hard not to harm her. "Remember when I was at the haunted house? well, I kind of ran into..." That's when it hit him. Rafe knew exactly what she was talking about.

Ghostface crept out the corner, grabbing his next victim, the room was dark, and he knew that Y/n was safe at home, or at least that's what he thought. He gripped Y/n so tightly that she could barely breathe. She tried to scream, be he had already shoved the tip of the knife so far up her hip.

Rafe knew that he'd regretted that decision for the rest of his life. Not long after He got a call from the hospital, saying that his girlfriend got into an 'accident' he told her not to go, knowing this would have happened. If only she had listened.

"I'm so sorry Y/n," Rafe spoke, apologizing. "why? you didn't do this to me," Y/n declared, kissing his cheek, then pushing herself off of him and walking her way to the kitchen. "Yeah... I know, but I'm your boyfriend, I should've been there to protect you ya know?"

"You did protect me, you told me not to go, and you made It very stated as if you knew that psycho killer would've been there." Y/n giggled, pouring herself some glass of water that came from the fridge. "You my own little psychic," Rafe scrunched his face, "Yeah, and from now on, you gonna listen to me when I tell you not to go anywhere, like Toppers party, for example,"

Y/n vastly lifted her head, her eyes wide open, "But it's a Halloween party, Rafe, I bought a costume just for it." She groaned, irritated and upset, "Y/n, you not going," Rafe's voice engaged, turning loud, "You're not my dad Rafe Cameron, and plus, Ghostface hasn't been seen since last year," Rafe rolled his eyes, he already knew that trust me, however, its more of the guys, he doesn't want anybody looking at Y/n especially Kelce, he had a thing for Y/n before Rafe and she even started going out.

"No means no." "This is such Bullshit."

Rafe made his way to his girlfriend, kissing her forehead, "Wouldn't you rather spend your night soaking in a bubble bath?" He questioned, holding his girlfriend's cheek with the index of his palm. "No," Y/n stated, pushing his hand off her cheek, and making her way to the couch, "Cmmon babe, you know I hate when you're mad at me." she only rolled her eyes in response.

"Please, I promise I'll make it up to you." Rafe gripped her shoulders, rubbing them as he leaned in to kiss her soft neck, Y/n let out a soft whimper, biting her lip as she leaned her head back, creating more room for his lips. "Please?" he asked again, finding her soft spot, Y/n could feel her legs going numb, and her heart racing out of her chest.

"Pretty please." Rafe then made his way to the front kissing her chest lightly, "fine," Y/n said, smiling at him as their eyes met, Rafe smirked evilly, grabbing her from the bottom of her thighs and picking her up from the floor. Y/n made a little squalling sound as he pushed her up against the cold wall.

Y/n pulled Rafe by the neck into a kiss, as their lips collided they moved in sync, he kissed her so roughly it was as if she was the last thing he'd ever eat, Y/n started tugging at his greasy curtain bang hair as she moaned into his mouth.

Rafe pressed up Y/n rinding on her as she was helpless against the wall, her legs still in the air, Y/n gasped at the feeling, Rafe's boner was pushing against her core harshly.

"Room." Y/n managed to get out, the overstimulation was bearable but still harsh, Rafe nodded, taking her back off the wall and walking up the stairs, slamming the door behind him.

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ACT II

...

Y/n was obviously not gonna listen to Rafe, especially after they had sex, I mean common now, does he think she's naive, or easily tricked. Y/n stood in the mirror, looking at herself.

She had a stupid sexy prison guard costume, Rafe was supposed to be her prisoner, but I guess he didn't care to show up with her, he still didn't know that she was even there in the first place.

"Hey!" Sarah Hollard from the other side of the room, making her way toward y/n, "Hey," she replied, "Where's Rafe?" Sarah then asked, confused, "he... couldn't make it," Sarah could taste the tension, she saw that Y/n wasn't happy, and normally she would just leave it because she knew her brother would be there to save the day, but it felt different, it wasn't the same.

Y/n carried her red cup in her hand, Sarah's face lightened, and the song Gasolina started playing on the speakers, basically blasting through the whole house, a grin came upon the two girls' faces, considering the fact that the song was there.

"Common, let's get you out of this corner and have some fun." Sarah tugged on the girl's costume, pulling her to the dance floor, Y/n gave Sarah a waring look, putting her cup on the table as the Cameron girl basically dragged her to the middle of the room.

As they reached the middle, Y/n was surrounded by unknown people, somewhere making out on the couch others were just taking shots from clear glass cups. Bottles of fireball and vodka filled the kitchen tables while beer cans filled the floor.

Y/n danced with Sarah to the music, swaying her hips back and forth in a swift motion as she ran her fingers through her hair, "I missed you." Sarah said yelled over the music, trying to make sure her voice was loud enough for her to hear.

"I miss you too," Y/n shouted back, giggling. The blue and purple light flickered veraciously as the two danced with one another, everything felt in slow motion, she healed onto Sarah, laughing historically.

"What happened with you and Rafe?" "He couldn't make it," Y/n answered.

Sarah stopped her moving, completely going still, "that's weird." Sarah started, biting the bottom of her lip as she made her way to her red cup, chugging it down in one sip.

"What?" Y/n questioned, raising an eyebrow, Sarah looked hesitant, she looked at Y/n and just shook her head, "Sarah what is it." Y/n asked again, this time her voice was louder, she knew something was up, and it wasn't good news, "I'm probably seeing shit but, I swear I saw Rafe hanging out with Topper by the pool." Y/n shook her head, laughing at the fact.

Rafe couldn't be here, he told Y/n he was gonna stop by her house after the gym. Except, Rafe doesn't work out at the gym, he works out at Topper's house. Rafe wouldn't lie to Y/n, would he?

Y/n shrugged it off, remembering that she had already checked her GPS, he was at home, "Rafe's at your guy's house, I already checked." Sarah raised an eyebrow, confused as always, Sarah decided to try and change the subject, just in case she was wrong.

"uh fuck him, he couldn't even show up for his girlfriend, then he's a piece of shit," Y/n cringed, that stung a little because she knew that Rafe changed his frat boy ways just to be with her and he barely parties, plus Y/n hadn't seen him drink since that incident when he got into a fight with some guy and ended up getting jumped.

"Its alright," Y/n said, trying to set some ease to the conversation, "Who needs boys," Sarah yelled, chugging down the rest of her cup of beer and grabbing the nearest girl she saw, and kissing the living shit out of her, Y/n stood there, in shock.

Sooner or later Y/n couldn't stand the sight of her friend making out with a random person, she thought they would've stopped already, I guess not. "Sarah I'm just...gonna go," Obviously Sarah was too drunk to comprehend that she wasn't making out with her boyfriend John B.

As Y/n walked away she felt eyes on her, and it wasn't the type that was checking her out, it felt like their eyes were staring into her soul, pricing it roughly, that's when she got that feeling, that unsure feeling in the pit of her stomach. She tried to walk away, but it was almost like it was following her every move.

Y/n rolled her eyes as she pushed through the crowd, shoving everybody, she was about to get sick, and Y/n rushed, the light glowing blurry, as everybody's voice was screaming it echoed through her head, giving her a massive migraine.

"Fuck," Y/n swore, pushing her hair that was sticking up down with her hand. A scream. Somebody screamed. And now, Everybody screamed. As y/n pushed her head up to see what was causing the commotion she met Kelece, except, his throat was slit, and he was stabbed at least 5 times in the stomach. Y/n threw up everywhere.

She looked back up, watching as his blood started spilling everywhere, and standing above the body was.... Ghostface, Y/n was so close, it was almost an inch away from the crime scene. Y/n screamed, Loudly, Ghostface looked up vastly to meet eyes with the girl.

"Y/n?" the unknown voice said, however, it wasn't so unknown anymore, Y/n knew that voice from anywhere, she knew exactly who that sounded like, however, as she looked up she didn't want to believe it, how can her sweet loving boyfriend, be a killer, especially murdering one of his closes friends.

Y/n's eyes widen, she was in shock, and not the good kind, was Rafe Cameron, the boy that she had known since she was three secretly the masked killer, the boy who made her flowers from paper because he spent all his money on designer bags that Y/n doesn't even use.

The boy who calls her mommy to try and get her turned on because he wants her so bad, the boy who basically craves her taste on his lips early in the morning.

Rafe Cameron, Y/n's Rafe Cameron.

As she looked up she found herself wishing to god that if she looked at her GPS he was still at home and she was just overthinking, as Y/n rushed out the door she found herself cramming through her phone, she went on Life360, pressing on Rafe's location.

Rafe Camerons current location 453 Brooklyn Street. Aka, Toppers address.

Y/n dropped her phone, so when Sarah said that she saw him, she actually meant it, all the goodness and the things that Y/n thought about him went out the door, that day, at the haunted house, Rafe told her not to go, the room was dark, and he grabbed ahold of Y/n stabbing her, however when the light finally turned back on, Ghostface saw Y/n's face and Ran.

Everything was starting to make sense, it wasn't so messy anymore, it was all Rafe Cameron, her boyfriend, she's dating a fucking serial killer.

...

ACT III

Y/n walked through the doors of her house, still traumatized as tears streamed down her face, Kelce was a dick, but he was also a good person, most of the time, actually, nevermind, he was a person, and that was all that matters.

She threw her keys on the island, making her way to the kitchen to grab herself a cup of water, that headache still acing his skull. "Y/n thank god you're safe," Rafe Cameron said, grabbing her by the waist. Y/n quickly threw him off, "Rafe, don't fucking touch me, I know." Y/n told, pointing her finger in front of his face.

Rafes worried look quickly vanished, "Are you scared?" He questioned, his tone growing dark and mysterious. "n..No," Y/n says, her voice trembling in fear.

" Good, because I love you Y/n, and I would never hurt you." "your not even gonna deny it?" "Why would I ever lie to you?"

Y/n rolled her eyes, "Why?" she asked, her voice cracking, everything Rafe was to her, all the goodness was gone, and all that was left was the darkness. "I'm doing it for you," Rafe answered, Y/n didn't say anything, her face downgraded as she backed up the closer her boyfriend got.

"Bullshit, how could killing people help me?" Rafe made a noise, it sounded like a laugh, however, it wasn't, "That night, at the haunted house, I heard those girls, the girls you thought were your friends, they were talking about you, saying that you're a slut, and a whore." Y/n shook her head, in disbelief.

"I couldn't let them get away with that."

Y/n's back hits the wall, giving her no room to move back from him, "And Kelce, I heard what he did, he was groping you, why didn't you tell me?" He questioned, pushing a piece of hair behind her ear as his tone got softer, and he noticed that she was trembling.

"Because I knew you would overreact, and I was so right, he was drunk Rafe, and he apologized saying that he didn't mean to...touch me without consent." Tears streamed through her eyes, remembering the eye-flashing sight of his blood spilling out of her throat.

"See what's where you're wrong, he was planning on doing stuff to you, I saw his text message on his phone, he was gonna rig your drink."

He said, kissing her forehead lightly, "So you kill him?!" Y/n asks, shouting at him, "Yes! you make me so crazy Y/n L/n that I would literally kill for you."

Rafe backs up, watching his now crying girlfriend as tears stain her rushed cheeks, her massacre ruined, Rafe then bends down, his knees touching the floor, "But, that night at the haunted house, you...you stabbed me, Rafe,"

"I told you not to go, Im so sorry Y/n, Im so, so so sorry." Rafe grabbed her hands, kissing her fingers one by one, praising her, not wanting to let her go, "There isn't a line, in this world, that I wouldn't cross for you," he cried, Rafe Cameron cried.

"I want to spend every minute with you Y/n L/n, I want you, all the time, every day, every hour, every minute, every second." Rafe then began kissing her arm, all the way up to her shoulder then back down.

"Will you marry me?"

i need this😫.

GUNPOINT

pairing: Dark! Rafe x reader

Warnings: gun kink, sir kink, degrading kink,creampie, slight choking, Rafe is a sick fuck, prey and predator dynamics, mature content, porn without plot!, P in V sex, Aftercare

Note: guess who’s back from the dead 👅 and thirstier than ever xx writers block is a pain in the ass!

His gun was pointed at the temple of your head, as he gripped onto the headboard behind you his chain flinging across your face with every thrust, “Hold back any moans and I’ll blow your brains out..” Rafe said, it wasn’t a statement it was a command. is calloused hand reached down towards your neck as he closed up your air pipes by choking you harshly, you whine loudly giving into his demands. “That’s a good girl” he say fucking himself into you harder. His hard thrusts meeting the rim of ur cervix,bruising it made you moan loudly as his harsh thrusts. “You like being fucked like a slut? Taking me so deep” he grunted you moaned softly in response “yes sir!” you whines out. His free hand grabbed your tits pinching your nipples making you mewl “So polite, you deserve to be rewarded” he said as his head fell back before he continued “should I fuck my whole load deep into this cunt for my good girl?” He asked rhetorically when you didn’t reply immediately he was quick to turn the gun of safety, the click making you flinch. “Y-yes sir! fuck your cum into me” you said in a scared tone even more embarrassed that the situation made your cunt leak with arousal. He hummed in response grabbing onto the headboard harder to maintain his harsh pace. All you could do was whine and clench around his cock as the gun pointed directly into ur temple, the cold metal reminding you of the control he had over your body. “Bet you like the thought of being at my mercy” he chuckled looking down at you, how you shook like a leaf at his his gun trailing down your neck, all it took was one slight flick and the trigger would turn. He loved the look at your face, so scared and helpless like you were a deer, just pure prey. His sick thoughts only made his orgasm near you let out a low whine indicating you were close to your orgasm. “Gonna cum while your being gun-pointed? What a whore” he tutted degradingly, even though he was mutually as turned on as you. “Rafe! M’ Gonna cum!” You whines desperately as his pace got sloppy, you felt like you were on cloud nine, “Cum for me” he hushed your whines cooingly with every thrust,his gun pointed at the side of your neck, his hand groping your tits while his veiny cock rearranged your guts, your pussy twitched before you creamed all over his dick. You felt every vein of his cock in your walls.He overstimulated you as he continued to fuck himself into you. You let out a soft sob at the overstimulation before he eventually cumed deep in your cunt as he left out various profanities. “Spoiled little cunt taking all my cum” he groaned before fucking both of your juices back into your cunt. When he pulled out of your pussy, the juices leaked out of your cunt showing that Rafe had given you the best time of your life. He immediately showered you in his affection. “Are you okay baby? Did I scare you?” He asked genuinely worried at your state before he gave your sloppy kisses over your body lovingly and he was quick to reach for you and carry you to the bath wanting for your indication of what bubble bath scent you wanted this time.

BARK BARK BARK BARK OMG IM DYING RIGHT NOW😫!!

Phone sex with rafe+jj!ghostface. THEM TELLING HER SHE HAS TO EARN THE ROLE OF FINAL GIRL.

the phone rings across your kitchen and you're clambering forward, the stack of mail on the counter slipping off and clattering across the tiled floor. with trembling fingers, you pick it up, breath slipping out all raggedy, all rough around the edges. "hello?"

"well well, would you look at that. looks like someone's excited to hear our voice, huh?" the moderator purls, and you turn, leaning back against the counter with a frightened huff. "i-i did what you asked, what do you want?"

although the moderator continues with a bland tone, you can tell that it's being switched off to its partner with the latent pause that follows. "let's get you in bed now, hm? show us that you can be a good girl." you're already trailing up to your bedroom, hands quaking against the banister with each tentative step.

"and then what?" you breathe into the microphone, entering your bedroom with eyes that sweep across its contents, voyaging for anything out of the ordinary. "what.. what do you want me to do?"

the voice behind the machine chuckles with grotesque laughter. "oh you stupid, insolent thing.. you know what to do. you know exactly what to do. i know this isn't the first time someone's asked you to strip.. to lay yourself bare on the bed.. to touch your raw pussy until you're nothing atop it."

your breath hitches, fingers pausing at the hem of your blouse. "you.. you want me to do that?"

another pause as the pair switches again. "did we stutter, sunshine? come on, now. get to it. you do want to earn the role of final girl now, don't you? you can do it.. hurry up."

LITERALLY HOW DIS GOT ME FEELIN!! @slut4drudy YOU ALWAYS HIT ON THESE😍!!

can you do a jj maybank smut where fem reader is sucking jjs cock and after he cums she doesn't stop and overstimulates the fuck out of him

❥warnings: smut (m!receiving), overstimulation, strong language, i think that’s all.

❥note: thank u for the request, sorry it’s taken so long to do this! it’s been sitting in my drafts for close to a month or two😭 and sorry i’m not that great at smut, but i’m getting better as i go i think?? the ending is sort of shit, and also, this is my first jj smut!😚

❥overstimulation w/ jj

“i- shit, just like that baby, fuck” jj manages to breath out, his hips bucking up into your face harder as you bob your head up and down faster.

you wrap one hand around his shaft, the other lightly squeezing his balls as you suck at his tip, swirling your tongue around the sensitive head every so often, pushing him closer and closer to the edge of release.

you lift your head up, letting his cock slip from your mouth.

you tightly wrap both hands around him, stroking up and down at a slow pace as you stare down at the blonde beneath you.

“gonna cum f’me, j? you’re so close, i can feel it”

jj nods his head, bottom lip between his teeth, eyes squeezed shut as he concentrates on the feel of your hands stroking his throbbing cock.

“so fucking close, baby. feel s’good”

you smile darkly, wrapping your lips back around his cock, sucking and licking every inch of him until you feel his dick begin twitching in your mouth.

jj’s hands make purchase on the back of your head, fingers gripping your hair tightly as he bucks into your mouth, the hot, white, ropes of his release shooting down your throat.

he lets his head fall back into the pillows behind him, eyes squeezed shut as you help him ride out his high.

jj lifts his head to speak. “fuck baby, that was so- fuck”

you continue your sucking motions, causing jj’s head to fall back onto the pillows, fingers digging into the sheets as you suck faster and harder.

“b-baby, i- i don’t think i- fuck- i don’t have it in me anymore”

you hum against his cock, the vibrations pulling a low groan from his lips.

“baby, p-please, fuck”

you lift yourself up, stroking his cock with your hands as you speak lowly.

“you have at least one more in you, j. you can do it”

jj groans, trying to push your hands away but failing, his mind hazy from how overstimulated you have him already.

you lower your lips back to his cock, licking a stripe up his shaft, swirling your tongue around his sensitive tip before pushing him back down your throat.

you slightly gag when his tip kisses the back of your throat, hollowing your cheeks and moving your head up and down his length at a slow pace.

“baby, it- fuck- it’s too much”

you look up at him through hooded eyes, he’s slack jawed, eyes squeezed shut, chest heaving up and down as you continue the rhythm with your mouth.

“baby, i- i’m close, fuck”

you lightly squeeze at his balls, trying to help push him towards his second release.

jj begins to sloppily buck his hips, his dick twitching as he releases down your throat for the second time that night.

you pull yourself up, wiping your mouth and smiling down at the blonde.

his chest is heaving up and down, hands rested behind his head as he tries to catch his breath.

“that was fucking hot”

you giggle, leaning down to place a kiss on his lips.

“good. i thought you’d probably think it was a bit much.”

“no baby, it was hot. i love you” jj says, placing another kiss to your lips.

“i love you too, j”

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i swear drew needs to be in a scream movie, or something where he’s a killer that everyone is so afraid of, then theirs his girlfriend who has no idea. IM FERAL😫!!

ghostface!rafe cameron hcs !! ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

moodboard . masterlist . warnings: smut 18+, murder, violence

ghostface!rafe cameron protecting you from the bloodlust killer that has been terrorising the town for weeks, telling you that he will be by your side no matter what, when he’s the killer.

“don’t be scared baby, you know i’ll take care of you, alright? i won’t ever let anything happen to my sweet girl”

ghostface!rafe cameron comforting you when one of your male friends dies, brutally slaughtered by the killer that he almost couldn’t be identified anymore, when he is the one that stabbed him with his knife repeatedly after he saw him flirting with you.

“i know baby, i know. come sit on my lap and let it all out”

ghostface!rafe cameron telling you to stay inside with him because it’s dangerous out there, but only so he can have you all to himself while he secretly kills at night when you sleep.

“it’s safer to be here with me, alright? it’s too dangerous out there for a pretty girl like you”

ghostface!rafe cameron admiring how your beautiful lingerie looks on your pretty body, before cutting it open with his knife and tossing it aside, promising that he will buy you ten new sets after you start whining.

“what’s wrong baby? you know i can buy you anything you want”

ghostface!rafe cameron fucking you with his mask on after telling you he randomly found it at a costume store even though it’s the mask he wears every time he kills a new victim.

“you like this baby? hmm? fuck, i knew you were a dirty little slut”

ghostface!rafe cameron distracting you from your fears, making you cum over and over again until you forget what you were so scared of.

“ssssh, just lie down and let me distract you sweet girl”

i’m literally in love with this person already.. @rainforest-daisies

Kinktober 23’ masterlist!

A/n: Heyyy…hey..how y’all doin😀 this is so on brand of me to post the masterlist 2 days before october🧍🏻‍♀️

1|breeding kink-steve harrington

2|Thigh riding-Natasha Romanoff

3|Shower sex-Daryl Dixon

4|Cockwarming-Spencer Reid

5|Mommy kink-Ethan Landry

6|Begging-Sam Winchester

7|Overstimulation-Robin Buckley

8|body worship-Ellie Williams

9|mirror sex-Sirius Black

10|Uniform kink-Leon Kennedy

11|Loss of virginity-Peter Parker

12|Daddy kink-Cate Blanchett

13|Bondage-John B Routledge

14|car sex-Billy Hargrove

15|mask kink+size kink-Ghost & König

16|Brat taming-Rafe Cameron

17|praise kink-Dean Winchester

18|Degradation kink-Rafe Cameron

19|Dry humping-Tate Langdon

20|Face fucking-Rafe Cameron

21|Face sitting-Ethan Landry

22|knife kink-Billy Loomis

23|Exhibition-JJ maybank

24|spanking-Wanda Maximoff

25|hair pulling-Spencer Reid

26|lingerie-Maddy Perez

27|Sex pollen-James Potter

28|Choking-Regulus Black

29|Orgasm control-Billy Hargrove

30|hand kink-Tyler Galpin

31|Serial killer AU-Rafe Cameron