#ex husband!rafe
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Why did we broke up with ex husband!Rafe in the first place 😩
lollll, so as we know rafe can be a bit intense at times. Given his struggle with substances and his short temper it was overall a bad mix. At the beginning of the marriage life was sweet and you guys were expecting a beautiful baby girl.
As time went on, you gave birth and the baby was healthy. You were happy and assumed rafe was as well. But it was like a switch flipped and he became more distant as his insecurities about being a father began to settle in. The cocaine didn’t help either, which you weren’t aware he was still abusing.
Ward began to get involved in you guy’s relationship and that was a big no no that you made sure Rafe knew. He ultimately did nothing to stop his parents from wedging themselves into your marriage. This created some heated arguments and harsh words. On a continuous basis, but he didn’t think much of it since you both found yourselves right back in the same bed everything. In those subtle moments things seemed okay.
Through all of this, he never took off his ring. He never stopped loving you or the baby. But you’d had enough and this was were you drew the line.
“Rafe I’m done.” you said as you slipped the large diamond off your ring finger. “I can’t keep going back and forth with you. Everyday I come home, it’s the same excuses from you. ‘I’ll change…I’ll be better.’ I’m sick of it.”
Rafe stood across from you in sock. “Wh-what baby no don’t…please don’t.” He said reaching for you hand.
“Rafe I said I’m done! You need to leave. Get your stuff tomorrow while I’m at work.” You exclaimed, slowly walking away from him.
He couldn’t believe what just happened. He thought that he had it under control. But that was far from the truth apparently. When you got like this he knew better than to push, so he grabbed his keys, headed for tannyhill.
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EX HUSBAND RAFE HEADCANONS !!
ex-husband!rafe will continuously come to your house telling you it's only to check up on your baby girl
ex-husband!rafe will catch himself calling you sweetheart and honey, and them stop himself before it gets out of hand, iching his head and tilting his head in that endearing way
ex-husband!rafe is in tune with your cycle, and you swear the man knows the exact day to send you chocolate and sweet things to handle your sweet tooth
ex-husband!rafe will sleep on the couch with a sheepish smile, but then will soon later join you in your bed, cradling you in the way that made your breath catch whispering "what's the master bed for then, huh?"
ex-husband!rafe will know everything about your dating life/borderline which may seen creepy but somehow you know it's for your health and somehow you understand it all
ex-husband!rafe will let the goddamn pretentious expensive preschool know that his daughter is worth the world and the last thing they want to do is piss the cameron's off
ex-husband!rafe would find himself desperately cracking an inside in an attempt to reminisce about times before your split
ex-husband!rafe will still introduce you as his wife in business outings, a sharp smile on his face while his hand wanders possessively low at the small part of your back, and sometimes you liked how he took stake of what was his
ex-husband!rafe would always attend school events for their daughter, cheering their daughter at the soccer match, and making decisions over coffee
ex-husband!rafe would have you a new bouquet every single time he comes to your house- almost as if to make up for every single one he didn't give you when the two of you were together
ex-husband!rafe still glances at you in that way where dull sparks travel up into your heart, and you feel the testament of time and the feeling that you would never forget the imprint he has on your mind
ex-husband!rafe always compliments you, and sometimes he kisses your forehead, and when you're crying too hard he bundles you in his arms and tells you everything
ex-husband!rafe watches cheesy romance movies with you, both of your legs entwined, and he watches you during those rom coms all teary eyed and telling him it was the best time for romance
ex-husband!rafe lets you know everything that happens in his life, if it's for a little chat or a ride in his car- and his car? he still drives you everywhere. who knows the types of sickos there are in the world? that's what he says to say as he rants furiously
ex-husband!rafe is still the first emergency contact in your phone, and when you get in trouble - he's running to you, arms open to cradle you in his warmth. he always knows how to handle the situation
ex-husband!rafe starts baking for you, and sometimes he leaves a few cupcakes or muffins every single he comes. at this point you feel the sudden urge to grab his face and kiss him every single time he cheekily leaves more loafs of bread for you
ex-husband!rafe loves your daughter and you to the moon and back, and he calls the two of you, "his girls," and you swear sometimes you feel your heart break when you see the wary look on his face
ex-husband!rafe always avoids the question regarding why you split up, because he sees the way hot tears well up in your eyes, and the way your hands shake underneath the table and the last time a bastard asked that question--rafe almost punched him in the face
ex-husband!rafe curses himself every single day for signing those papers and letting the best goddamn thing he ever had go.
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arranged marriage with Rafe Cameron
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◆ you've known you would marry him since you were children. your parents had made the deal and you couldn't do anything against it.
◆ but Rafe never tried to get to know you much. he wasn't really interested in you, and you not as much in him either.
◆ still you stuck up for each other when you needed to. like when your ex threatened to post your nudes, Rafe took care of it, bc he knew it would taint his image in the process if anything like that was to happen to you.
◆ you hung out with mutual friends sometimes, your best friends being in relationships with Topper and Kelce for some time didn't leave you much choice there
◆ you didn't like his dealing, or how the coke made him act. but you didn't dare say a word about it to no one.
◆ as soon as High School was over the wedding was scheduled and the engagement announced
◆ no one but the two of you and your family had known, which meant that your friends were both excited for you and also a bit angry for never telling them the truth
◆ your floor length bridal gown was a sight for sore eyes, and even Rafe had to admit to himself that he could've gotten it way worse.
◆ it was a nice wedding, and you did your best to act more than friendly towards the man who was now your husband
◆ you danced with him, cut the cake, laughed and posed for pictures. picture perfect just like everyone expected it of you.
◆ and Rafe did the same, and more. for some reason he found it difficult to actually take his eyes off of you.
◆ he didn't like this new feeling that started brewing inside him. the idea that he might actually not need his plan B of having multiple flings on the side just to survive a marriage with you.
◆ no, the way you smiled at the flower girl and how you looked up at him through your long lashes, how gracefully you moved over the dancefloor and made it look like you were in fact floating and the way had not yet restored back to your usual shot drinking to survive a function (something he had picked up on in the last few months of having to plan a wedding with you). all of you made him be more and more interested in you, and that was what really confused him.
◆ he was never the type of guy to fall for anyone just because they looked pretty and smiled politely. but for some reason you did it all and he didn't mind it.
◆ when the night ended and you got to your hotel room, you made it clear to him that you wouldn't sleep with him. ever.
◆ Rafe actually respected your wishes and took the second bed that was part of the huge suit they had booked.
◆ but this just led to him watching you take off the dress and be left with the most daringly beautiful lingerie set he had ever laid his blue eyes upon
◆ you liked dangling yourself in front of him, making him see what he could never have because you had promised yourself to not give into it.
◆ he was your husband, but only on paper.
◆ that's how you found yourself lying in an empty bed, with him across the room from you, similarly lonely tucked into his sheets while doing boring small talk
◆ it was like a very bad first date. the bad part being mostly the fact that it wasn't a date at all, but your wedding night.
◆ you spent the whole honeymoon slowly getting to know each other and not trying to fight him on every little thing he did wrong in your eyes.
◆ once you got back home your friends were bludgeoning you with questions about how he was but you just shrugged and pretended to not care
◆ you didn't wanna tell them that you had secretly started to actually like him and that your body seemed to do even more than that.
◆ it took a whole year for the both of you to admit your feelings to each other. you caving in first and being scared shitless while confessing your love to him.
◆ and to your own and his surprise Rafe said it back instantly, no thoughts about it or anything. it was like he had just waited for you to do it.
◆ that night you slept together for the first time and you were more than impressed by him.
◆ it was like your actual honeymoon had finally started because the both of you wouldn't be seen outside of your own house and estate for a whole month.
◆ you were like bunnies, fucking anywhere and everywhere no matter what or who might be watching.
◆ the staff was scared to even walk into a room without having their eyes closed first.
◆ and over the years some might've hoped you would stop or take a break from how much the two of you wanted each other, but that was not the case.
◆ and with two kids running around and a third one on the way, Rafe was still not satisfied and he was already planning how to knock you up for a fourth and fifth and maybe even sixth time.
◆ for someone who had hated the idea of marrying a near stranger, Rafe and you really were a perfect match in every possible way
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please don't copy and/or post my work onto other platforms! ~e©ho
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Hollywood au? So which girl is a Pornstar who married a football player? Who got leaked (sex tape and nudes) first, who got cancelled over something stupid first and who got cancelled over something serious teehee -🍓
PERFECT TIMING
bunny is a pornstar who married a football player before having an affair with rafe. it was a really big deal because her (ex) husband made her quit porn only for her to start fucking rafe who thinks she should get back in (she does but with a personal website)
kittens iCloud leak was talked about for days....whoever was getting those pics/vids were happy people.....since shes the underground fashin/art girl though she dgaf and made a provocative art piece about it a la julia fox
pup got cancelled for the crime of being an unreliable nepo baby. rumors swirled about her having a coke problem (wrong addiction bitch shes an alcoholic)
foxy gets cancelled for something semi serious people found her old tumblr blog where she used to harass people over league of legends and used to try to suicide bait people. her apology was "well they didn't die did they?"
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YOU BELONG WITH ME
Word Count: 5.2K
Pairing(s): Reader x Ex!boyfriend Jason, Reader x New dad!Matt, Reader x Rafe
Warnings: Flirting, Kissing, Swearing, Virginity Loss, Domestic Situations, Violence, SMUT 18+
Summary: Rafe protecting reader and keeping her safe from her step dad and ex boyfriend.
RAFE CAMERON MASTERLIST
Leaving my old life behind to come and live with my mum’s new husband was difficult, especially because I hated him. They had been together a little over 2 years and he was a really nice person when they met, but as time went on he would try and force me to call him dad. Im 18 years old there was no way I was doing that. Maybe if I was younger and didn’t know anything else, but I’m an adult now.
BACK STORY BELOW
There was this one time where I skipped a class and he was my emergency contact as my mum was never available, while working long shifts at the hospital. We were both called into the principals office to discuss my punishment.
It wasn’t that bad, just an hour after class detention. After the meeting we got back into the car, “Matt I’m really sorry they called you, I used to skip sport all the time back at my old school. I didn’t think it was a big deal -“ I was met with a harsh slap against my cheek.
The blood rushed to my cheek, a searing pain on the right side of my face. My hand came up to face to cover my face. “I don’t like coming down here to fix your mess Y/n.” He looks at me and grabs my wrist from my face “Your mother is not to hear a word about this, understood” he yells through my wrist back into my lap. That was the first time he hit me.
There were multiple times after that, that time he got drunk and broke a beer bottle on the wall next to me then slap me saying why didn’t clean up the mess or the time I came back from a party at 2am and he threw me into the wall.
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PRESENT DAY
Lets just say I really was hating the idea of moving into his house. On top of all that my boyfriend had cheated on me with my best friend and started dating. I found out last night and broke up with him. He keeps calling me but I just ignore all incoming messages and calls.
Arriving at my new home, i unpack the car and walk beside my mum. Matt walks out and practically makes out with her, leaving me standing uncomfortable. He takes my suitcase and leads me upstairs to my room. Not going to lie it was an amazing room with a balcony overlooking the beach. But if I had the choice of not living here with him I’d take it.
After organising my belongings and placing them in their assigned places, I felt exhausted. I contemplated taking a shower, but just as I was about to, I heard a knock at the door.
"Y/n, Matt, and I are heading out for a dinner date. There's food in the fridge for you whenever you're hungry," she informed me, and I acknowledged her with a nod. I then entered the shower, allowing the comforting warmth of the water to cleanse away the fatigue from the past few hours.
I got out, brushed my hair and placed a towel around my body. Walking over to my nightstand I grabbed a bra and matching panties, I dropped the towel and slid them on.
*Ding* My phone lit up with another text from Jason:
Jason: “Baby I’m really sorry about that happened. Can you please talk to me. Baby I love you”
Seeing that message made me really pissed and I decided to give it back to him.
Y/N: “You don’t have the right to call me baby anymore, you lost that when you fucked my best friend!!”
Jason: “Y/n don’t be like that. I said I was sorry, you gotta give me some credit”
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*Jason Calling* I hesitated before picking up:
Y/n: “What?”
Jason: “Y/n stop being dramatic, I said I was sorry”
Y/n: “I’m not being dramatic Jason, you cheated on me with my best friend. How could you do that?”
Jason: “It was just a fuck baby, it meant nothing. I was just sick of waiting for you to be ready. I have needs too.”
Y/n: “You know you saying all of this make you sound like an absolute asshole right?”
Jason: “OMG here we go again, always so sensitive, get over it, so we can get back together”
Y/n: “Let me make this very clear, We are never ever getting back together, not now! not ever!”
Jason: “You’ll change your mind, I know you w-“
Y/n: “No I won’t, I broke up with you, I don’t want to be with you, what aren’t you getting? Just leave me alone and fuck off”
Jason: “You gonna wish you never said that baby!!” he hung up.
After casually tossing my phone onto the bed, I descended the stairs to fetch some dinner. Upon returning upstairs, I noticed a tall silhouette across in the next house next door.
Intrigued, I approached the window and observed a handsome young man with a well-defined V line, his towel securely fastened around his waist. I found myself captivated by him, particularly the way he ran his fingers through his curtain-like bangs and subtly flexed his bicep.
He pivoted away from the mirror and locked eyes with me. His jaw dropped a bit, and he ran his tongue over his lips before playfully winking in my direction. In that moment, I completely forgot that I was only partially dressed while sneakily admiring my neighbour.
I offered a smile and then turned away, resuming my seat on the bed. Throughout that evening, I couldn't get the guy next door out of my mind.
The way his towel clung to his waist and the manner in which his bangs gracefully draped across his forehead remained persistent thoughts.
The following day, I woke up and glanced at the clock, which showed 1 pm in the afternoon. I slowly climbed out of bed and made my way downstairs to the kitchen. My mom, who had just finished her night shift, had already prepared breakfast for me.
"Hello, dear. How was your sleep?" she inquired, giving me a warm hug. "It was okay," I replied to her question. We sat together as I enjoyed my meal. Afterward, she headed upstairs to get some rest.
Having finished my breakfast, I returned upstairs to change into a cute beach outfit. I then left the house and strolled down to the beach, taking a leisurely walk to clear my mind and unwind for the afternoon.
Sitting by the beach and observing the rhythmic crashing of the waves brought a profound sense of tranquility. In that moment, I felt like myself again, unburdened by the complexities of a new stepfather or the entanglements of a relationship. I felt liberated.
As I watched the sun descend on the horizon, I noticed someone approaching me. He was wearing a white rip curl tank top and board shorts. "Hey, it's you," he remarked as he settled down on my towel.
Puzzled, I inquired, "Hi, do I know you?"
"Well, we haven't formally met, but our eyes have crossed paths, and might I say you look charming in that pink outfit," he commented, his gaze sweeping over me.
It finally dawned on me that he was the boy from next door, and I covered my face with my hands in embarrassment. "OMG, that's so embarrassing," I admitted, tucking my head between my knees.
"Don't be embarrassed. I enjoyed it, and judging by your reaction, I'd say you did too," he teased, smirking as I slowly lifted my head, returning his smirk. "I'm Rafe, by the way."
"I'm Y/n," I replied.
We ended up engaging in a lengthy conversation; he was remarkably easy to talk to. It felt like we shared a genuine connection. Rafe confided that he had recently broken up with his girlfriend due to her infidelity, and I shared my own experience of my boyfriend cheating on me and attempting to reconcile.
We laughed and bantered until we both realised the moon casting its shimmering reflection on the water.
"Wow, I didn't even notice it got dark," I remarked as I gazed out at the water.
"Same here," he replied, slowly extending his arm into the sand behind me.
We both continued to gaze at the water, observing the waves crashing. "Would you like to go for a swim?" he inquired, glancing at me and then back at the water.
"First, it's nighttime, and second, I'm not wearing my bikini," I responded with a chuckle.
He smirked and looked down at his hands. “That’s alright, you don’t need them, plus I’ve already seen you half naked anyways remember.” He said placing a strand of hair behind my ear.
I responded to his offer with a shy smile. "Alright."
He got to his feet and removed his shirt, exposing his sun-kissed body. Following, I unzipped my shorts and slid them down, allowing them to drop onto the sand.
Then, I removed my top, raising my arms and revealing my C cup breasts in a black lace bra. Rafe's eyes widened when he saw me standing so close, partially undressed. He ran his fingers through his hair and swept it to the side.
He began descending toward the beach, periodically glancing back to check if I was following, and I was right behind him. When my toes touched the chilly ocean, my body tensed up.
Rafe noticed and came over to hold my hand, guiding me into the water. As I ventured further in, the temperature didn't improve; in fact, it got even colder. The water reached up to my ribs, and a small wave splashed onto my face, drenching me in its icy embrace.
"OMG, that's so cold," I exclaimed, looking over to where Rafe had already submerged himself, effortlessly navigating through the waves.
He swam back towards me, stopping just inches from my face. His hands found my waist, and I gladly accepted his embrace, wrapping my legs around his waist. We locked eyes, and I leaned in slightly to gauge his feelings.
He reciprocated the gesture, and our lips gently brushed against each other's. It felt like time had slowed down. I pulled back and grinned at him. His hands moved up my thighs, his fingers lightly tracing over my skin.
He leaned back in and kissed me more passionately. Feeling his hands travel up to my butt and squeeze lightly, making me moan quietly. Which didn’t go unnoticed by Rafe, he smiled into the kiss and started sucking on my neck leaving small bruises behind. Grinding my body into his I felt the bulge in his pants poking my pussy. I started to move a little quicker to get some kind of friction.
Our moment was abruptly interrupted by a powerful wave that pushed us apart. Emerging from the wave, I spotted Rafe lying face down in the sand, attempting to recover from being knocked over by the ocean.
Chuckling at his predicament, I started to exit the water and lend him a hand. We then walked back to our house, and he paused in front of my place.
"I had a really nice time, Rafe," I said, looking directly into his eyes.
“I really like hanging out with you Y/N” He said as he kissed me on the lips again and than another peck, leaving me wanting more. He went to turn but I lightly pulled his arm back “Can I get your number?” I said batting my eyelashes at him.
He put his number in my phone and I did the same with his. Walking back into the house I was met with Matt. He looked angry, to be honest I didn’t know what was going to happen.
“What time do you call this?” He yelled stepping forward. “I asked you a question?” He said again abruptly.
"I'm sorry; I didn't realize how late it had gotten," I whispered softly, attempting to retreat cautiously. However, he seized my arm and pressed me against the wall. His other hand closed around my throat, tightening its grip.
"This is my house, and you will obey my rules and return at a reasonable hour," he snapped, slowly increasing the pressure on my throat.
"I'm an adult, and I can stay out as long—" My words were abruptly halted by a brutal slap across my face.
His ring cut my cheek, causing it to bleed. He released his hold on me and hurried upstairs.
I retreated into my room and slammed the door shut. As I settled on my bed, tears streamed down my face. I drew my knees up to my chest and wept into my pillow.
Suddenly, I heard footsteps beside me and turned around quickly, only to find Jason standing there.
"What the FUCK!, how did you get in here?" I asked, quickly rising from the bed and creating some distance between us.
"Your dad let me in, baby," he replied, stepping closer.
"He's not my dad, and what are you doing here?"
"I came to see my beautiful girlfriend. I've missed you so much," he said, brushing my hand with his and leaning in for a kiss. I avoided his advances and settled onto my bed.
"Jason, we're broken up. We're not together anymore. What don't you understand—"
"For fuck's sake, Y/n! I love you, and I know you love me too," he exclaimed, clenching his fists in frustration.
"I used to love you, and then you shattered my heart when you slept with her!" I shouted back at him. My words clearly enraged him. In response, his fist struck my rib cage, causing an intense, searing pain to shoot through my body.
"You see, when you say things like that, it makes me lose control," he muttered, pacing around as I crumpled to my knees in agony. He returned to me, grabbing me by the hair and flinging me forcefully back onto the bed.
He climbed on top and started kissing me. His hands traveled up my thighs and forced my leg open, pulling my panties down.
I tried to push him off but he was too strong and my rib was throbbing. His thumb came up to my clit and rubbed circles in a rough motion. “Stop…..Stop get off, I’m not ready” I screamed but he didn’t stop.
He inserted one finger in to me thrusting at a unforgiving pace. I could feel my walls clenching around his finger, he wasn’t letting up.
He had my hands pinned above my head with his other hand, I tried to wriggle out but that just made it more painful. He tried inserting another finger, but I was just to tight.
He tried his best but he lost his grip slightly, which allowed me room to stick my thumbs in his eyes. I pushed in and he let go and stumbled backwards.
"Bitch!" He yelled, causing me to quickly retreat to the doorway and dash downstairs towards the front door. Just as I was about to grasp the handle, my head collided with the door, and Jason's hand firmly held it against the door.
"You may have won this battle, but I'll win the war, baby," he taunted before pushing me to the ground and exiting through the door.
I slowly ascended the staircase and entered my ensuite bathroom, where I noticed a slight trace of blood on my thigh. I cleaned myself up and changed into another set of pjs.
Switching on the lamp beside my table, a sense of unease crept over me, fueled by the lingering fear that Jason might come back to resume his actions.
*Ding* Incoming Text
Rafe: Can’t sleep either?
Y/n: Not since I moved here.
Rafe: 😢 What are you doing tomorrow?
Y/n: Nothing, Can I come over? We need to talk.
Rafe: Yeah, of course see you at 8am
Y/n: See you then :)
The morning sun streamed in through my window, and my eyes required no adjustment, for I hadn't slept a wink. It was 7:45 in the morning, and getting dressed proved challenging, given the discomfort I was feeling. Silently, I left my house and made my way to Rafe's door, where I knocked and patiently awaited his response.
As the door opened, Rafe's jaw dropped at the sight of my face. "What happened?" he inquired, opening the door wider to invite me inside.
Overwhelmed by my emotions, I began crying uncontrollably. Rafe enveloped me in his comforting embrace, guiding me into his room, where we sat on his bed.
There, I unburdened myself, recounting everything that had occurred the previous night, including the distressing events involving my stepfather. Sharing the whole story felt like finally having someone firmly on my side.
After my confession, Rafe hugged me, not too tightly to avoid causing pain but with enough warmth to make me feel loved. I ended up staying at Rafe's house that night, mainly because he adamantly refused to let me return to my own house alone.
He walked over to his closet and retrieved a spare shirt, handing it to me. "You can change in here," he pointed to the bathroom across the room.
As I closed the bathroom door behind me, my cheeks flushed, and I couldn't quite pinpoint the reason. Perhaps it was because, after everything that had happened with Matt and Jason, I wasn't accustomed to someone making me feel anything other than fear. Changing into his shirt, I returned to his bedroom.
He was sitting on the bed, absorbed in his phone. When he looked up as I entered the room, he made space for me on the bed and handed me a glass of water. I graciously accepted, taking a few sips. He then pulled the covers over my body, and we both laid on our backs.
As I lay there, my hand brushed against his fingers, and I felt my heart quicken. Just as I was on the verge of falling asleep, a noise outside startled me, causing me to sit up abruptly and accidentally bump into Rafe. My heart raced, and I struggled to catch my breath; it was the onset of a panic attack.
"Hey, hey, it's alright. It's just the storm outside," Rafe reassured me, speaking softly. He wrapped his arm around my shoulders, guiding my body closer to his.
"Take deep breaths for me," he urged, rubbing soothing circles on my back. Following his instructions, I inhaled deeply and exhaled, repeating the process five times.
"You're safe here, Y/n. I won't let anyone hurt you," he assured me. Eventually, I began to calm down, and we lay back down together. I threw my arm over him, cuddling in, and he reciprocated by hugging me tightly.
The following morning, I awoke to find Rafe setting up breakfast at the foot of the bed, and he greeted me with, "I thought you might be hungry?" as he extended the tray of food, which I eagerly accepted and placed on my lap, the sheets still modestly covering me, and the spread included French toast and waffles; as I concluded my meal, I reclined back in bed and drew the sheets over my face, prompting Rafe to ask,
"How are you feeling this morning, Y/n?" and in response, I lowered the sheet to just beneath my chin and confessed, "Considering everything I've endured, being here with you makes me feel safer than I've ever felt before," causing a blush to tinge my cheeks, to which he gazed into my eyes, smiled warmly, and reassured me
“I’m glad you feel safe here Y/n, I’d never want you to feel scared here. Your always welcome here, anytime!” He replied, slowly placing a loose strand of hair behind by ear. Looking into his eyes I got that feeling again, like butterflies but a more intense feeling. I really wanted to kiss him, wanted to feel his soft lips on mine, wanted to feel his hands roaming my body.
Snapping out of my thoughts, I just stared and smiled back at him.
"I'ma take a shower real quick," he mentioned before heading into his bathroom, and I acknowledged with a nod as I gazed out the window; I rose from his bed and settled by the window, peering into my room, where I noticed my stepfather, Matt, entering.
I quickly concealed myself behind the curtain while still managing to observe him sifting through my belongings, even though I couldn't fathom what he might be searching for; I watched him pacing about my room, flinging my clothes and possessions about.
Then noticed him apparently engaging in a conversation with someone who seemed positioned near my bedroom door; slipping down from my concealed position behind the curtain,
I inched along the floor to another curtain and carefully raised myself to uncover the identities of the individuals outside; my eyes widened as I glimpsed Matt and Jason engaged in an intense argument, leaving me bewildered as to why Jason was present, what their intentions were, and how Matt had come to be in my room in the first place.
Numerous unanswered questions swirled in my mind, and I realised that they wouldn't be promptly addressed; remaining concealed, I continued observing the unfolding scene, as Jason paced around my room with his hands on his head, while Matt vociferated at him, until Jason finally took a seat on my bed and glanced in my direction.
I quietly slid down the curtain and sidled along the wall to gain a different vantage point, whereupon Rafe returned from the bathroom, attired in sweatpants, and inquired about my position on the floor.
I raised my index finger and directed it just beneath his window, indicating the scene outside, and Rafe approached to inspect it further; he observed two men embroiled in an argument within my room.
He looked down at me and signalled you to craw along the floor over to him. I did as he instructed, crawling along the floor not too high so they couldn’t see.
I reached him and he pulled me up. My hands slid up his toned body, feeling the grooves in his chest. Finally looking up to his face, he mouthed “Who are they?”
As we clung to each other, I responded, "Matt, my stepdad, and my ex, Jason." He then wrapped his arms around my neck, offering a gentle embrace, and my arms naturally circled his waist, my fingers lightly trailing along his back.
I turned away for a moment, with his hand finding a resting place on my waist as we continued to watch the unfolding argument, and it was during this time that Jason retrieved a small round object from a photo frame on my bedside table, handed it to Matt, and engaged in a conversation with him.
Upon realizing what it was, I exclaimed, "It's a hidden camera!" My exclamation prompted me to whirl around to face Rafe, but as I moved, I inadvertently stepped into view of Matt and Jason, who immediately noticed me and rushed to the window; they then opened it and shouted,
"Y/n, we knew you couldn't have gone far."
Witnessing Matt and Jason exit my room and the house, and hearing their threats to break down Rafe's front door, I clung to Rafe's arm as we cautiously moved toward the front door, with a pressing question lingering in my mind.
I inquired, "What are you going to do?" just as Jason abruptly broke down the door and charged towards me, but Rafe swiftly intervened, tackling him to the ground. Following this, Matt entered the scene and watched Rafe land several blows on Jason's face.
Unbeknownst to me, Matt stealthily approached, and before I could react, his hands encircled my throat, hoisting me off the ground.
My hands instinctively grasped at his wrist, clawing in an attempt to loosen his grip. The pressure around my throat intensified, and my vision began to fade as my hands fell limply to my sides.
Rafe sprang into action when he saw Matt attempting to harm me, swiftly shifting from Jason to tackle Matt. He landed a powerful punch to Matt's nose, and as my eyes gradually reopened, I reached up to hold my neck, which was sore from the attack.
Rafe rushed over to help me sit up, propping me against the wall, his strong hand gently rubbing my shoulder. He anxiously asked, "Y/n, are you okay?" I nodded and replied, "Better now."
With his support, he lifted me to my feet and wrapped his protective arms around my waist. However, our relief was short-lived, as Jason suddenly clicked the safety off his gun, causing both of us to freeze.
Rafe immediately positioned himself in front of me, shielding me from the menacing weapon. Jason proceeded to berate me, claiming that I could have avoided this ordeal if I had just acquiesced to his demands, stating that he could have used me to obtain money from my father before subjecting me to further suffering.
He was on the brink of pulling the trigger when the sound of a car screeching to a halt distracted him long enough for us to seize the opportunity and escape through the back door.
We sprinted as fast as our legs could carry us, but exhaustion eventually forced me to stop. Rafe halted beside me, gently picking me up, and together, we made our way to the Country Club.
There, Rafe arranged for a hotel suite under the name of his best friend, Topper. After obtaining the key card, we entered the suite, where Rafe handed me a cup of water from the bathroom.
I took the water and pulled him down to sit beside me, expressing my gratitude, "Thank you for what you did," a sincere smile lighting up my face.
“I would do it all again for you” he said as he looked into my eyes than down to my lips and back up again. I leant in and our lips brushed against each others, cupping his hand around my face as our lips connect, gentle at first before he wraps an arm around my waist, pulling me onto his lap, deepening the kiss.
As I rolled my hips against with clothed crotch, I felt that feeling that happens whenever I’m around him. The feeling of wanting his hands all over my body. Having him eat me out and wanting him inside me.
He stands and flips me over so that he’s hovering over me. I move up the bed more and he follows. I pull at the hem of his shirt and he pulls it off his one hand over his head. He pulls my top off and starts kissing down my collar bone till he reaches my covered breasts.
“Can I?” He questions and I nod. He unclips my bra and throws it away. He sucks against my shoulder as his hands slid to my breasts squeezing them.
“So Beautiful” he mumbles in to my neck. He starts rolling my nipples between his fingers taking one into his mouth, licking and sucking on them. Moans escape my lips as I lift my left leg around him to get more friction.
He comes back to my lips inserting his tongue in and swirling it around. “Rafe- I need to - I need to tell you something!” I said moaning away as he caressed my boobs.
“You can tell me anything” He said before hovering and looking at me.
“I’ve never done this before- had sex I mean.” I spoke softly, fingers dragging down is chest.
“Do you want me to stop?” “No” I say quickly leaning up to capture his lips. Slowly undoing his drawstring and sliding down his sweat pants revealing his huge cock. I gulped seeing the length and size.
I took his cock into my hand and start stroking up and down, slowly rubbing my thumb over his tip and sliding the pre cum leaking out along his length. His fingers came to my shorts and unbuttoned my shorts pulling them down my legs and throwing them on the floor.
He then hooked his fingers into my panties and slid them off lightly. His hands ran back up my legs, slowly opening my knees, to reveal my dripping cunt. He swiped his thumb over clit causing my hips to lift.
He pushed me back down and dove in, his tongue attached to my clit. My mouth fell open and moans escaped me. “Feels so good” I breathed out closing my eyes.
“Good baby wanna make you feel so good.” His hands slid down my thighs and he starts rubbing my clit slowly. “Fuck Rafe” I moaned and he started rubbing faster, his arm hooking around my leg to lift and place on his shoulder.
He gently slid a finger into me, while stroking himself in preparation. I heard a whimper leave his lips as he felt how tight I was. After only a few minutes of his fingers I could feel my stomach turning ready for my release.
He knew this as well by how I squeezed his fingers. “Cmon baby cum on my fingers, cum f’me.” He whispered seductively watching as I let go all over his fingers. He brought his fingers up to his mouth sucked all my juices off.
He palmed himself a few times before lining himself up with my cunt. “Are you sure?” He asked hesitantly waiting for me to respond. I nod in response. “I need words baby” .......... “Yes!”
He pushed in slowly, rubbing soothing circles on my outer thighs. My mouth fell open and my fingers dug into his biceps. Feeling my walls clench around him, it was stopping him from going in further.
“Just relax, take a breath.” He whispered into my ear. Following his suggestion, I took a deep breath and breathed out, he managed to slid in all the way. He was so big and I felt so full.
He stayed still, waiting for me to adjust to the size. I gave a him look that he could start moving, his cock sliding in and out. My walls clenching down on him with every thrust. He began speeding up the pace, and was left a moaning mess. I felt him twitch inside me and that's when I knew he was getting close.
He hoisted one of my legs up onto his shoulders to hit me at a new and deeper angle. He brought his fingers to my clit and rubbed circles, making me release all over his cock. He wasn’t far behind at I felt his cock twitch again.
Just as he was about to let go he pulled out and he shot hot cum ropes on to my boobs. He continued rubbing my clit slowly as I came down from my high.
“That felt so good” I whispered to him. He smirked and laid beside me.
“I belong with you Rafe” I say turning on my side and wrapping an arm around his waist and letting my leg rest onto of his leg.
“You belong with me.” He whispered as I fell asleep in his arms.
👊☀️🏘️🌊👙👊☀️🏘️🌊👙👊☀️🏘️🌊👙👊☀️🏘️🌊👙👊☀️🏘️
Hope you guys enjoyed this fic!!
I will be doing writing requests this week. So if you have requested a fic yours will be posted in the next few day.
#outer banks#rafe obx#rafe mf cameron#rafe x reader#obx reader x ex!boyfriend#obx x step!dad#rafe smut#obx fic
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John B. Routledge x Fem!Reader; Topper Thornton x Ex!Reader
Also featured: Kiesarah and Cleopope
Warning(s): Swearing, underage drinking, jealous Topper
Request: Hey, can I please have a request John B x Reader, where your on the docks with the pogues, just sitting by the water. You and John B are flirting, while Kiara, Pope and JJ are teasing you guys. Then Your ex Topper comes along being an asshole because he’s jealous.. on his boat. He asked you why your with John B and not with him.. because he hasn’t accepted the fact that you don’t like him anymore. Then John B blurts out your something more than just dating.. you said your husband and wife. Toppers reaction is too good not to laugh at! Thank you so much, love your writing because it’s amazing 🥰
Notes: This is waaaaay overdue. I'm so sorry. I had the hardest time writing it for some reason.
Anyway, I went back and forth between wanting this to take place before the seasons began or after and ended up going with after because it made more sense in my head.
It had been exactly one year since the pogues returned to the Outer Banks after getting the gold.
Alongside being hired by various high-status people to be essentially treasure hunters, they were getting used to living the good life.
John B. had a house built on the ruins of the old chateau, which JJ, Sarah, and you immediately moved into. Pope took his share into a college fund and Kiara donated to conservation efforts, with plenty leftover because come on it was actual gold.
Historic actual gold.
Of course, Rafe Cameron was still a pain in the ass and Topper was more of dick every time they saw him.
But none of that mattered today.
Because today they were boating and drinking some cold ones in celebration of a year on.
A year since John B. and Sarah said goodbye to their fathers.
For the second time. For the last time.
John B. was laying on the dock, feet dangling above the water, waiting for Pope and JJ to get back from filling up the HMS with gas. Kiara and Sarah were cuddled up behind him, Kie whispering sweet nothings into Sarah’s ear.
It was a bittersweet day. Such that if the weather were to match his emotions, it would be raining.
But the sky was blue, the water was clear, it was a perfect day.
The sound of footsteps coming down the dock drew John B. from his thoughts and he sat up to see you coming towards him.
You were holding a cooler, swinging it alongside you as you walked, flip-flops smacking all the while.
The sight brought him back to the beach, where you were walking towards him all dressed in white, barefoot on the sand.
A bright smile came across your lips when you met his eyes and he couldn’t help but smile back.
And suddenly his gray skies became sunny.
It had been a long road for the two of you, but your relationship was finally on a steady path.
After all the drama with his dad, the gold, his brief fling with Sarah, and all that time stuck on a deserted island, sometimes he couldn't believe he still had you.
“Hey, beautiful,” John B. greeted, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and kissing your temple.
“Hey,” you replied, a small blush dusting your cheeks. “Hey guys.”
“Hey,” the girls replied, Sarah still lying in Kiara’s lap.
"Here, let me get that for you," John B. said, taking the cooler from your grip.
"Thanks, handsome."
"No problem, babe."
"Uh-oh, are JB and Y/N smothering us with their flirting again?" JJ said as Pope drove the HMS up to the dock.
"No, thankfully, you interrupted before they could get started," Kiara said, standing up with Sarah.
"Come on, you act like you weren't just showering Sarah with compliments," John B. retorted.
"At least I have the decency to keep it between us."
"You're all just jealous of how perfect our relationship is."
"Whatever you have to tell yourself," Kiara said, allowing JJ to help her step into the boat before doing the same with Sarah.
"You two really are insufferable sometimes," Pope piped up.
"Oh, you really wanna start this, Pope? Cause I can bring up exactly what I saw you and Cleo doing yesterday," John B. replied.
Pope blushed and JJ wolf-whistled.
"Okay, let's not bring Pope's exploits into this," You said, patting him on the shoulder. "We've got a celebration to be having."
"Now there's some sense," JJ said, grabbing for the cooler in John B.'s hand. "Let's get this party started."
But, as usual, something had to spoil the fun before it even began.
The noise of Topper's boat engine caught everyone's attention as he stalked over, the usual pissed-off look resting on his face as he glowered at you all.
You could feel John B. tense next to you and you grabbed his hand.
No, you wouldn’t let this lead to a fight. Not again, not today.
“Hi, Topper,” You said, painting on a smile.
“I see you big fish pogues still like to hang out around the bottom of the pond,” he said. “Good to see nothing’s changed.”
“Topper, go home,” Sarah spoke up, completely over his holier-than-thou attitude.
“Sorry, Sarah, but I’m actually not here for you. I want to talk to Y/N.”
You frowned.
“You ready to tell me why you’re with Routledge here and not me? Because if it’s the money you’re after, I’ll say I have plenty of it.”
You rolled your eyes. “You ready to accept that I’m over you and that your money is actually your parents’?”
You and Topper dated for a while after John B. and Sarah went missing. At the time, you both needed a shoulder to cry on and, unfortunately, found each other.
JJ, Pope, and Kiara still haven’t forgiven you for abandoning them for Topper during that time. But it didn’t stop them from telling you when your friends turned up alive, and you'd all moved passed it by now.
Except, it seemed, for Topper. “You didn’t answer me.”
“I shouldn’t have to," You snapped. "Topper, you and I have been over for so long. Please let this go.”
“No, Y/N, I won’t let this go because you-”
“Topper, man, seriously, we’re just trying to have a nice day. Can we not do this?” John B. asked, trying with every bone in his body to stay calm.
"I wasn't talking to you, Routledge, butt out."
"Anything that involves Y/N involves me too."
"Oh yeah? You're that kind of boyfriend? Surprised she lets you control her that much."
"Fuck off, Topper, he doesn't control me!" You shouted.
"You know, just because you're his girlfriend doesn't mean you have to follow his orders."
You were fuming. Your mouth opened to say something else, but John B. beat you to it.
“She’s not actually my girlfriend,” he said, a smirk tugging at his mouth.
Topper seemed caught off guard by this response. “Wh-what? She’s not?”
You smiled, reaching into your bag.
“No, didn’t you hear?”
The group around you began to snicker and grin.
Topper’s face flushed, embarrassed and no doubt feeling like he was missing something.
“Yeah, I’m not his girlfriend,” you said before holding up your left hand where a glittering ring now sat on your finger. “I’m his wife.”
You wished you'd have been thinking enough to get a picture of his reaction.
He looked like a fish the way his mouth opened and closed with nothing coming out of it.
John B. put an arm around your shoulders, his own wedding ring now on and sparkling in the sun. "Husband and wife, that's us. Had a nice little wedding on the beach and everything."
If looks could kill, your husband would be dead where he stood.
"Whatever. I'm done with all of you pogues. Have a nice life."
Topper put his boat in gear and started driving away while the rest of you waved sarcastically.
"Au Revoir!"
"Hasta Lavista!"
"Bon Voy-agee!"
"Hey!" Cleo came running down the dock. "Sorry 'm late! Got caught up at da market...did I miss somethin'?"
The group of you laughed.
"Nah," you said. "Nothing important."
"If you say so," Cleo replied with a shrug, taking Pope's hand as she jumped into the boat.
You nuzzled further into John B., playing with his wedding band. "That felt good."
"Good? That was fantastic? Did you see his face?" JJ said. "I want it framed."
The others animatedly dove into the story of what just happened to catch Cleo up while John B. settled for pressing light kisses to your neck.
"Feeling a little possessive there, Mr. Routledge?" You asked with a grin.
He hummed. "What do I need to be possessive for, Mrs. Routledge? I don't think I need to worry about him anymore."
#outer banks imagine#outer banks x reader#john b routledge x reader#john b routledge imagine#topper thornton x ex!reader
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I just wanted to apologise.
To all the people I hurt,
I sincerely apologise to all the people I hurt whilst in my depressive episode. You see, just recently I was diagnosed with bipolar and well my moods have been changing ever so drastically. I love you little ladies that have pounced on me during my journey here. I wanna say sorry to my boy rafe Cameron too. I was fighting so hard for you to be a strong man, well shucks i guess I didn’t know you became one already. I’m sorry for my ladies that I called slags, I’m sorry for my ex fiancé and telling her to send pictures of my daughter. I’m sorry for saying that my women had prolapsed, saggy vaginas. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry! Forgive me please I’ll be a better man, a better fiancé, husband, boyfriend, best friend, father I’ll be a better everything! For you.💕💕💕💕💕💕listen to my fav song I thought of all the people I’ve hurt
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Ex-husband!rafe who does want to see you happy, he just loses his mind when he sees other guys trying to flirt with you.
Ex-husband!rafe who mindlessly does the little things for you when you’re all out with the baby. Opening drinks for you, opening doors, kisses your forehead, and even answers your calls in the dead of night.
Ex-husband!rafe who never misses a beat. Mentioned needing groceries…done. Want some time to yourself this weekend…he’ll take the baby. Need a new stroller…already ordered it.
Ex-husband!rafe who never crosses your boundaries, if you’re not comfortable with him doing or saying something, it won’t happen again.
Ex-husband!rafe who pays for everythinggggg. Yes he knows you work, but he just wants to support you. But he never says it like that…”it’s for the baby, why not?”
Ex-husband!rafe who will wait on you hand and foot. Even if he’s in a business meeting he’s racing to get to you as fast as possible.
Ex-husband!rafe who still takes you out to dinner, to “discuss future plans for the baby” 🤨
Ex-husband!rafe who is obviously down to hookup whenever. He hasn’t slept with anyone since you and he makes sure you know that.
Ex-husband!rafe who is super gentle and attentive. Always talking you through it. He’ll go real slow and the whole time he’s massaging your clit in a mind numbing way (ughhh😫)
Ex-husband!rafe who alwayssssssss cleans you both up afterwards, and sticks around for some sweet pillow talk.
Ex-husband!rafe who just wants to come back home. He misses his girls and would do anything for you, he just wants his family back.
#outer banks x reader#rafe cameron x fem!reader#obx3#rafe x reader#rafe cameron#rafe cameron obx#rafe cameron x reader#rafe x fem!reader#outerbanks#husband!rafe cameron
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jj maybank | outer banks
* indicates smut ! indicates fluff ; indicates angst
series
TOUCH ME (ongoing)
/requested, routledge!reader/ in which the reader is “off limits” but what JB doesn’t know won’t hurt him
part 1* — part 2* — part 3
LATE NIGHT CALLS (mini-series, complete)
/requested/ in which the reader needs her safety blanket, even if he’s only a mile away.
1. call me !; — 2. you can always call me!
DADDY TO BE (mini-series, complete)
/requested, routledge!reader/ in which the reader and jj welcome the beginning of their life together
1. daddy to be !; — 2. idiots in love (with a baby)!
misc
jj maybank moodboard
love triangle moodboard /rafe and jj ed./
love triangle moodboard /jj & john b ed./
dating jj headcanons
dad!jj moodboard/headcanons
one-shots
right where i belong* in which Y/N is punished for being too needy.
i couldn’t help myself* in which JJ wakes his girlfriend up with a surprise
you couldn’t bother me ! in which reader has a nightmare and JJ surprises her.
dream come true* in which reader has a dream about JJ, and he can’t wait to make it come true.
attitude* /requested/ in which jj is just a little territorial.
kiss me! in which jj just needs a place to crash.
real or ruse?!; in which TR wants to piss of her parents by taking JJ to midsummers kook!reader
right here! in which JJ never got over his ex.
home! /requested/in which jj wants to keep the reader safe
risky business* /requested/ in which the reader wants to show her husband how much she needs him, and instead learns a lesson.
all spruced up* /kook!reader, christmas piece/ in which jj brings better gifts to your room instead of the christmas tree.
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lmaoo what'd rafe do to turn u off of him 😭
s1 rafe is such an ICK man 😔, i’ve honestly never liked him (not rafe in general, specifically s1 rafe) and rewatching s1 again is rlly reinforcing that. a large portion of it is the way he looks - while his acting was great, i think drew’s features hadn’t sharpened yet and seeing rafe with baby fat on his face (chubby cheeks, etc) literally makes me laugh like who’s kid is that omg 😭😭 !!?
other than that he’s also barely in s1 and whenever he is the scenes are not that hot. if he looked like s2 or s3 rafe i’d excuse them but bcuz he doesn’t i literally can’t. like idk i love pope he’s so pookie and seeing rafe best him up and not even look that hot doing it was so 😐. literally wanted to tell him boy be so fr go deal with ur fucking dad don’t start causing problems (for POPE, my literal babygirl??) by projecting.
i know rafe is morally grey and he’s supposed to be bad or whatever, and sue me for saying this, but it’s only attractive when he’s actually hot doing it and i’m not constantly thinking that he looks like an actual whiny ass child 😭. trust he gets better in later seasons and that control (albeit very, very tiny) is what makes me feel okay being attracted to him.
also jj is just better imo. like if we’re being real, jj is my irl type that’s who i’d go for in this life so why wouldn’t i also favour him fictionally?? so seeing him paired w s1 rafe puts rafe in an even worse light bc that’s literally boyfriend babygirl funny as shit husband (jj) standing next to deadbeat druggie hot asf ex bf (rafe). who do you think is gonna win??
#this is such a janky answer but it’s literally 5am and there are so many facets to this i can’t even talk ab them all rn 😭#asks.ᐟ ⋆｡˚𖦹#;anon#;chatting
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i have been meaning to tell you this for a while (well since wtpo came out) but i used to dogsit and i was pretty close with the dog's owner. she's 50 years old but looks 30 really, anyway, i went to go pick up her dog one time but she was home so her dog didn't want to leave so i'm just standing in her house trying to get the dog to come over but they're in her room and i'm not about to go into her room cause that's not how my mother raised me. the lady is on the phone too btw and she's talking to a friend who's going through divorce/custody battle, idk the full details BUT she was giving him advice and talking about what she went through when she divorced her husband and was fighting for her son.....
LET ME TELL YOU
she got married at 19/20 and had a kid early on, i think she got married bc she got knocked up but she tells me she wanted to get married and have a baby young so who knows. anyway, her ex was in military and during the custody fight, he was using his privileges to take her son from her. like he literally had the son moved to where he was stationed OVERSEAS and when her son was in the US, the court wouldn't let her see him because she was "unfit" or was "too busy" with nursing school (i don't remember the exact reason but it was a bullshit excuse). her siblings were granted custody over herself and when her son was left in the care of her sister-in-law, they wouldn't let her see him. and on top of that, she was paying child support! like wtf?! EVEN AFTER HE TURNED 18!
she says her and her ex are friends now and i'm like girl, i could never.
but it reminds me so much of wtpo because her ex really manipulated his way with it like rafe did to reader.
but now this lady is living her life, spoiling her adorable dog (who i miss really bad cause they moved but that's another tale for another day) driving her audi
That's actually insane 😭 some people have more grace than I ever could and more power to them bc aint no way you're going to keep my son from me and think we'll ever be cool
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i feel like out of the couples we talk ab kitten n jj would be the quickest to marry. i see it for john b and pup too but it def transpires diff
jj n kitten get married accidentally LOL. like i see them doing a road trip across the country n ending up in las vegas. and they’re waking up w massive hangovers n see the marriage certificate n are like 🫥 then it’s all flooding back now how they stopped by one of those neon chapels to get married by this celeb impersonator after walking the strip. they got married for the shits n giggles basically! i think they’re too broke to acc divorce so they just roll w it. but there’s also smth rly funny to me ab them getting the divorce (n obvs still being tg) & bringing up their dissolved marriage all the time n how they plan to remarry in the future just to throw ppl off … just very elizabeth taylor & richard burton
w john b … i think it’s similarly impulsive to how he is on the show w sarah. they’d “elope” and pup would try to incorporate some of her woowoo stuff in. like she’d be like ‘john b we have to marry under this specific lunar phase, at this specific time, at these specific coordinates on the beach’ bc she wants them to marry under auspicious circumstances and yk john b is all 😍😍. they’d do smth unconventional in place of rings too - it could still be the bandana but idk rly
please share your marriage thoughts for them in general! i feel like we’ve only ever rly delved into it for rafe so im curious!
also moony … i’ve finally acquired a secretary dvd! rewatches ab to go crazy 🤓
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your scenario is perfect because that's the only way kitten would ever get married forreal. she always says she wants a "goldie hawn and kurt russel situation" with jj where theyre together forever without getting married, but he wants to marry her one day he doesn't think its the end all be all and he doesnt really press her about it but like he very much dreams of marrying her and having a family in that sense. like he's the bridezilla honestly. but a Vegas wedding kinda right up her alley. how they manage that shit will always be a blur but it becomes their favorite bit that they got married and annulled/divorced in like 72 hrs. when they get mad at each other they refer to the other as their ex husband/ex wife but it really warms her up to the idea of actually getting married and she low-key loves that he calls her his wife even if she won't admit it.
a woo woo elopement is deadass what john b and pup would do, and she always has an almanac and keeps up with planetary movements so she insists on getting married on a new moon and venus HAS to be in taurus, libra or cancer. and ofc his romantic ass is all for it, he gives a similarly sappy and truly spiritual vow and theyre both so moony eyed for each other its insane. I think he would still do the bandanas honestly its just so him.
ALSO congrats on getting the movie....we do not play about secretary on starfxkr.net yup yup
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imagine ex husband rafe where he’s team principal of one f1 team and you’re team principal of one of the other and y’all have a relationship like Christian and Toto 😭😭 wouldn’t this be so funny
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Sarah Cameron deep dive part 1:
As promised, I am here to bring you a deep dive into Sarah Cameron! Well, I wasn't actually thinking Sarah would be the first, but since volunteered, here we are. Buckle up boys and girls, becuase it is about to be a wild ride.
Like I did with her two friends, Kiara and JJ, I am going to start off with the basics, to not overwhelm anyone.
Age:
21 years old
Gender:
Female
Eye Color:
Brown
Hair Color:
Bleach Blonde
Birthday:
April 14, 2003
Height:
168 cm (5’6”)
Occupation:
N/A
Education:
Kook Academy (formerly)
Nickname:
Sancho, Val & Valerie (John B)
Mrs. Routledge (Big John)
Baby (Ward Cameron)
Princess (JJ Maybank)
Family:
Ward Cameron (father)
Rose Cameron (step mother)
Rafe Cameron (older brother)
Louisa "Wheezie" Cameron (younger sister)
Friends:
Kiara Carrera (best friend)
JJ Maybank (best friend)
Pope Heyward (best friend)
Sarah Cameron (best friend)
Cleo (good friend)
Scarlett (friend)
Romance(s):
John B Routledge (husband, not legally)
Topper Thornton (ex boyfriend)
Denny (ex boyfriend)
Enemies:
Barry
Rafe Cameron
Ward Cameron
Terrance
Cleo (formerly)
Carla Limbrey
Renfield
Eberhimi
Carlos Singh
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I have literally been racking my brain this morning over how Sarah and JJ could be siblings, and yes because I just love the theory that much
I kept running into the same problem though. how could Rafe, Sarah, and JJ all be siblings? They would all have to be from the same mom, right? Weezie is never said to be of the same mom, but she looks a lot different from Rafe and Sarah so I could see her being even Rose's kid. But Rafe and Sarah are so close in age to JJ, it's all jumbled.
We already know that Ward started out as a Pogue, right? Sarah says in s1 that he got rich through hard work, he made his way up the ladder to success (probably spilling some blood along the way cough cough). So Ward knowing JJs mom would mean probably that both of of them grew up together in the Cut. Then they had Rafe, early, maybe even a teen pregnancy. They stay together while Ward promises false hope of becoming a Kook one day. JJ and Sarah's mom gets mad, restless maybe, cheats on Ward with JJs dad, then bam you got JJ. Then Ward being the crazy man he is finds out and threatens her, tells her to leave OBX or he'll do something. Or, maybe she just sucks and after giving birth to JJ she leaves town.
All of this works fine, only the problem is that it's assumed that JJ and Sarah are the same age. Which that would make them twins, which would then mean they would have to somehow have the same dad. Either Sarah's dad is JJs dad, which I doubt would happen, or JJs dad really would be Ward, which why would Ward make JJ live with that asshole then?
UNLESS, JJ was held back a year in school. We never actually hear a confirmation of any of the characters ages other than like John B being 17. Considering his horrible dad probably never taught JJ to read or write, he easily could have been held back early on in his years of school. So, what if JJ is a year older than all of them? It would make sense why he doesn't get chased by Foster Care now that his dad is on the run, while John B was never left alone, and it would also nake perfect sense for JJ being Sarah's older brother. This still makes things confusing and weird, because why would she then have Sarah, while letting JJ live with his dad, and yeah its convoluted but it WORKS. Maybe JJ as a baby lived with Ward and his mom for a year, he got pregnant with Sarah, Sarah's born, then Ward finds out JJs not his and JJ is shipped off to his dad I don't know however, it makes the most sense for storyline. Rafe is like 19, JJ 18, and Sarah is 17. This woman would have been crazy busy giving birth to these kids but it could still work.
I sit here thinking of this and then realize the obvious solution. The answer is right in front of me. JJs mom was never married to Ward, but married to JJs dad. Weezie and Rafe are from Wards ex wife (dead wife???), and JJ and Sarah's mom cheated on her husband (JJs abusive dad) with Ward, got pregnant, then had Sarah (a year after she had JJ). then she left her with Ward before she left her abusive husband, leaving JJ in the Cut because she knew her husband wouldn't let her take him.
This would fit with why JJs dad hated JJs mom so much, telling him he reminded her of his mom when calling him a cheater and liar and a thief and beating him up like the asshole he was.
This ALSO would explain why Wards favorite was Sarah, because what if Sarah and JJs mom was like Wards highschool sweetheart and since Sarah was from the woman he truly loved but lost, Sarah instantly became Wards prized possession. Meanwhile, JJ is getting beaten up because he reminds his dad of the woman who betrayed and left him.
This would also open up for the show to have the mother return, once hearing of Wards arrest and death and hearing of JJs dad's arrest and escape. You could easily say that this selfish woman felt unsafe by both men so she left, and then the moment she heard that both men had died/disappeared that she could finally come home to her children.
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