twin sized mattress (rafe cameron)

summary: What happens when one moment you’re coming home to change for a secret date, and the next you’re being dragged away to a "wilderness therapy camp" with no warning, no goodbye.

Kitty Hawk isn’t a camp. It’s a prison disguised as a lesson, a place designed to break people like me. No contact. No escape. Just rules, isolation, and the constant reminder that this is my fault.

I don’t know how long it’s been since I last saw Rafe Cameron. Maybe he moved on. Maybe he doesn’t even know I’m gone.

But if he does? If he finds out where they sent me? Then I don’t know who should be more afraid—me… or the people keeping me here. based on this request

word count: 6590

trigger warnings: forced disciplinary camp, isolation, emotional manipulation, toxic positivity, gaslighting, coercion, PTSD-like symptoms, mentions of forced labor, exhaustion, restricted food, physical abuse (in the altercations with the security team)

A/N: i take this topic so seriously because I know that even though Kitty Hawk is a fictional location, there are real camps out here that are doing this. there's a few real impactful documentaries on netflix (among so many others) that talk through the horrors of these programs. Please take care of yourself in reading this - I'm really proud of it but it is a much heavier topic.

I never thought my parents would do it. Truly. I mean, of course I thought it was possible. Hell, they’d threatened it the entirety of freshman year. That was the year John B’s dad disappeared, the year that Kie went off to Kook Academy. It was a rough year for all of us. So sure, they’d threaten the idea if I kept hanging out with ‘that Maybank kid’, if I kept up my ‘attitude’ or my ‘late night sexcapades’ as my mother called them.

I could still see her face, just last weekend in the kitchen pouring another cup of coffee. The night before, we’d been out at the Boneyard having a few beers. I could still see the pinch in between her brow, could still see the tremble in her upper lip as she scolded me. “Keep this up, see what happens. I swear, if I wake up one more time in the middle of the night to find that you are still not home…if I find out you were partying with those criminals - you are done, do you hear me?” 

We’d always landed somewhere between Pogues and Kooks, having moved here after my dad took a job in the Coast Guard but living on The Cut to save on moving costs. I’d always found myself at peace with the Pogues, surfing during the summer days and boating in the evenings. It was always lighthearted. Work hard, play harder. I should’ve known it would bite me in the ass someday. 

Dripping from the rain and in desperate need of a change of clothes before heading out, I didn’t even have a chance to tug my key from my pocket when the door swung open wide. 

A perfect Match- Tom Riddle x Reader

Summary; Tom gets love potioned-but doesn't lock onto the girl who had slipped it into his drink and is instead obsessed with a girl who soon holds a deeper understanding of Tom than anyone else ever would.

Warnings; Love potion use, drugging, murder, murder compliance, hiding evidence, helping make a dark lord. Tom being cute.

mostly fluff, with a detailed part about Tom making his diary Horcrux. I saw someone request for a reader who actually helped Tom become the dark lord so i put it in here cuz ive had this idea for a whileeee. enjoyyy

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It was supposed to be a normal morning. The usual, breakfast and morning mail-slowly waking up with the chatter of friends and fellow students filling the great hall with noise.

What she absolutely did not expect-was for Tom riddle to profess his love for her-in the most out-of-character way.

Her friends were giggling while (y/n) stared in shock-Tom holding her hands to his chest as he leaned in way too close. “and who might you be darling?” Tom cooed, a flirtatious grin on his face as he leaned in close and (y/n) used the fact that he was holding her hands to his chest to push him away.

“uh-(y/n)?” (y/n) said awkwardly, looking back at her friends for help but they were just snickering. She looked back at Tom-noting the way his eyes were a bit-pink. Love potion. of course. “uh-mind-backing uuuup!”

— kiss with a fist.

SUMMARY

A Ravenclaw with a surly attitude and sharp tongue. A Slytherin with a cocky smirk and sarcastic flair. Combine them together and you get a catastrophic mixture of academic rivalry, witty banter, and late night gelato.

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because i liked a boy- jj maybank

jj maybank x fem!reader

warnings: use of words slut and bitch, kie is mean, not the obx plot, mention of sex, bit of angst, bit of fluff. in their 20's.

summary: just because she liked a boy

playlist: because I liked a boy by sabrina carpenter

leaving her hometown and moving to the island was what she called a fresh start.

setting up a little flowershop that also sold handmade knitted clothes and everything she would find cute too, her parents supported what she called the right decision.

and so seemed jj maybank when she met him, the boy with blonde hair and charming smile.

"hey you're new." he said smiling at her as she opened her shop.

"hey." she smiled back. "yeah got here a month ago." going back to her task she didn't pay much attention to him.

"cool i'm jj." at the no response he insisted. "what's your name?"

"y/n/n." after cleaning her dirty hands against her jumper she extended her hand. "y/n l/n."

"jj maybank." he took her hand in his and smiled. "need some help?" he nodded towards the boxes filled with flowers and vases.

"yes yes please."

that was the first of many afternoons they spent together.

"god i love this song." jj said turning the radio up. "i got a feeling tururu."

she laughed at his horrible singing. "c'mon i know you love this one too." one of his hands left the steering wheel to pinch her arm.

"stop stop!" giggling at the sensation she followed his lead. "let's go way out spaced out and losin' all control"

"fill up my cup mazel tov, look at her dancin' just take it off." laughing like little kids on the empty streets.

We bonded over Black Eyed Peas and complicated exes

Fell so deeply into it

It was all so innocent

"i've only had one boyfriend." she sighs. "good kid but we weren't meant to be and i'm from a small town so everyone hated me when we broke up because how did i dare to leave such a good kid."

"tell me about it." jj chuckled.

"won't believe you've only had a girlfriend maybank." they weren't looking at each other, too concentrated on the night sky above them as they laid side by side at the beach.

"never had an official one. i guess the closest thing would've been one of my friends but that didn't last long." he sighed.

"you dated one of your friends and you're still friends?"

"yeah like a bit more than a year ago. we share the same friendgroup, kissed a few times and then i realised that it would never work. her parents hate me and what they call pogues aka us the people from the cut." he turned his head to the side and she felt his eyes on her. "either way it never felt right, something was missing."

"have you ever met someone and think maybe this is it for me?" she whispered turning to look at those blue eyes she found herself falling in love with.

"yeah." he shifted closer. "you."

the small gap dissapeared as their lips met and as cliche as it sounded, it was what they'd been missing. those sparks to fly was what they'd been missing their whole lives.

it was easy from the start as if they had known each other their whole lives and maybe that was the first reason kie hated her.

"so i wanted to let y'all know i'll bring y/n tomorrow night." he said sitting down next to pope at the cheatau's sofa.

"the girl from the flower shop?" sarah asked and he didn't miss the way she glanced for a second at kie.

"yeah i think y'all will like her." a smile tugging on jj's mouth. "she's cool."

"cool?" john b smirked. "jj maybank is bringing a girl home and she's just cool?"

"what do you want me to say?" he laughed. "she's more than cool john b."

as the boys entered into a banter sarah moved closer to kie.

"are you okay?"

"yeah what happened between us is old news." she said to her friend but the blonde didn't believe one bit and it worried her a bit.

jj wasn't one to bring a girl home just because.

Now I'm a homewrecker, I'm a slut

I got death threats fillin' up semitrucks

Tell me who I am, guess I don't have a choice

All because I liked

he had expected a cold shoulder from kie but not from sarah.

"guys this is y/n/n." he smiled at his friends as he held her hand.

pope and john b were the one's to stand up from the beated up couch to greet the girl.

"nice to meet you, i'm john b." the brunette extended his hand and she took the gesture.

"and i'm pope." he said repeating the extended hand.

"nice to meet you both, j has talked a lot about you." she smiled and was startled by a voice coming from behind her.

"all nice things i hope." cleo snikered. "i'm cleo."

she smiled and nodded acknowledging her and then directed her sight to the other two girls sitting further from where they stood.

"hey." kie nodded without replying to her.

"hi i'm sarah and she's kie." sarah gave her a closed smiled before continuing her chat with kie making it a bit akward.

with a beer in hand each they made their way towards the backyard, her and jj following behind the group aside from kiara and sarah that waited for the rest to walk out first.

"that skirt screams slut." kie murmured but not low enough for her to not hear the comment.

"bitch." she was the one to murmur now.

"did you say something baby?" jj looked at her before sitting down and dragging her with him.

"nothing j just shivering a bit."

"told you, you'd get cold but i have the best solution for that." his arm envolved her shoulders and pulled her closer to his chest.

"never thought this day would come." john b whispered to pope as they observed the whole interaction.

I'm the hot topic on your tongue

I'm a rebound gettin' 'round stealin' from the young

Tell me who I am, guess I don't have a choice

All because I liked a boy

"so y/n where are you from?" sarah asked.

"uhm i'm from oak hill a small town outside nashville in tennessee." she smiled at her but it wasn't reciprocated.

"and how did you end up here?" the blonde girl was the one to ask again.

"always wanted to move closer to the beach and once i turned 21 i felt it was time." she felt as jj kissed her head. "talked with my folks, grabbed my savings and ended up here."

"and then met me the best part of this story." jj added making them laugh. "ain't that true baby?"

"sure whatever helps you sleep at night." she winked at pope who continued laughing. "but yeah that's how and it's been what six months?"

"yep we met five back."

"since when does he remember dates?" kie said to cleo trying not to be heard.

"since he met her i guess." cleo shrugged her shoulder not giving a lot of attention to the matter.

I'm not catastrophizing, everything's derailing

Was only tryna hold you close while your heart was failing

It's not internet illusion, just two kids going through it

You said I'm too late to be your first love, but I'll always be your favorite

"they hate me j." she insisted the next morning as they had breakfast in her kitchen.

"no they don't, kie is being inmature and sarah i don't know what's her deal." he sighed. "but they don't hate you otherwise cleo wouldn't have talked to you at all and pope loves you, that's what matter."

"and john b?"

"john b is a chill guy he likes everyone." but that didn't make her feel better.

"j i'm being serious." her eyes portraited a bit of dissapointment. "like those are your friends."

"and you're my girl, i don't care what sarah thinks or if kie can't put things behind her almost two years later." he stood from the bar stool and grabbed her waist. "all i care is us, this right here alright?"

Now I'm a homewrecker, I'm a slut

I got death threats fillin' up semitrucks

Tell me who I am, guess I don't have a choice

All because I liked

I'm the hot topic on your tongue

I'm a rebound gettin' 'round stealin' from the young

Tell me who I am, guess I don't have a choice

All because I liked a boy

"kiara is saying jj left her for the flower shop girl like a homewrecker type of thing" a girl on another aisle of the supermarket said. "weren't them broken up like a year back?"

"they never were really together." another female voice.

"what a bitch to be saying that kind of shit about someone."

jj was fumming at what he was listening while she stood still.

"much for a fresh start i guess." she chuckled and continued grabbing things they needed thinking he was following her but realised he wasn't when the shop's door slamed hard signaling someone had left. "jj!" leaving the cart alone she went after her boyfriend.

"john b gather everyone at the cheatau, we'll be there in an hour and tell kiara to better be there." she had never heard him so mad at someone.

"j let's not make a big deal."

"nah i'm done playing nice. we're adults, you're my girl and you have a shop." he runned his hands through his hair. "i'm not letting a childish shit ruin what you're bulding by her running stupid rummors that aren't even true."

Fell so deeply into it

It was all so innocent

Dating boys with exes

No, I wouldn't recommend it

so that's how she ended sat down on a chair while jj gave the speech of his life.

"stop the shit kiara." the anger in his voice was palpable. "because today we heard as someone said you're saying y/n 'homewrecked' us?" he said as simultaneously doing quoting marks. "there was nothing to homewreck not back then and less of all when i met her."

"jj..." sarah tried to interrupt but he didn't let her.

"and sarah you keep yourself out of this because ignoring her and making snarky comments just to side with kie? that's low." he scoffed. "grow the fuck up you two because we're all 21 and y/n isn't going anywhere."

"homeboy's in love." he heard cleo said and chuckled.

"damn right i am so either move on from something that never existed in the first place or just keep her name and her business from your mouth because some of us don't have daddy to back up our losses if in what you invested your savings fails."

john b nudged sarah. "say sorry." he whispered and incentivated his girlfriend to do the right thing.

"i'm sorry, i don't even know you and i was already against you." the blonde said.

"thank you." she didn't look at kiara, didn't expect a apology from an angry inmature girl.

notynln & maybankj

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@notynln & @maybankj  too late to be your first love but I'll always be your favorite ✯༄✯

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@backhomebff so happy to see you like this

@popehey captain maybank is gone man

@mommal/n gotta bring him home!!

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summary: even if you knew that you and Rafe were just hooking up, hearing his friend's comments about you, while you were preparing a venue for the event, hurt more than you expected it to

word count: 2k.

warnings: fwb (or smth like that) to lovers, mentions of sex but nothing explicit, Rafe's friends lol, swearing

a/n: soft Rafe is my weakness, I'm sorry. he's on my mind 24/7 and I literally don't know what to write

You were running around the outdoor venue with boxes full of pastry, where in a few hours there was going to be an annual celebration with lots of rich people. For some reason, Ward Cameron, who was paying for everything here, decided that your father’s small bakery was good enough to feed all of the kooks, so from the afternoon on, you were organizing tables to make everything look perfect. 

The place itself looked truly magical—decorated with a lot of flower arrangements, lights and expensive furniture. It was located at Figure 8, so you obviously never had the opportunity to visit it before. It was Kook’s territory, and even with your family’s bakery, which was pretty popular on the island, you were not welcome here.

Just a few minutes ago, Ward himself came to the venue with Rafe and his son’s best friends in order to check how everything was going. 

Saving Grace || Rafe Cameron x fem!reader

Summary: When Rafe Cameron’s infamous temper threatens to derail the entire office, his wife is called in as the only person who can bring him back to earth.

Warnings: none!

Word count: 2,051

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Rafe Cameron could be described in many ways: arrogant, sharp-tongued, perpetually stone-faced, and infamously hot-headed. His temper was a ticking time bomb, always moments away from detonation. It didn’t take much to set him off—a missed detail, an oversight, or even the wrong tone of voice—and once his mood soured, it had a ripple effect on everyone within his orbit.

If Rafe was in a foul mood, the entire office braced itself for the storm, knowing they’d bear the brunt of his frustration. Productivity stalled, morale plummeted, and an oppressive tension hung heavy in the air. No one dared to ask if he was okay or offer to fix the issue—it was simply understood that his temper had to run its course.

RAFE CAMERON - can't get enough

x HIGH MAINTENANCE!FEM!reader - MASTERLIST

SUMMARY: he can’t get enough of your kisses (5 times he wants your kiss and the one time you want his)

WORD COUNT: 877

GENRE: fluff

CONTENT WARNING: kisses, lots of kisses, soft!rafe cameron

the first time

“rafe, don’t even think about it,” you warned, holding up a hand to stop him in his tracks. you were perched at your vanity, delicately putting the final touches on your lip gloss.

rafe, leaning against the doorframe, tilted his head with a grin. “think about what?” he asked, though his eyes were already on your lips.

you gave him a pointed look. “you know what. i just finished, and if you kiss me, you’ll mess it all up.”

18+ mdni

Me: “fuck, I need his cock”

Him: *is literally just words on tumblr*

me if being obsessed with older men was illegal

only you my girl, only you babe

PAIRING: rafe cameron x pogue!fem!reader

SUMMARY: four times your “enemy” rafe hinted he cares for you and the one time you actually caught on it. OR you thought rafe doesn’t like you because he hates all pogues. little did you know he has always looked at you differently.

WORD COUNT: 6.7k

WARNINGS: drinking, drugs, swearing, blood and wounds, kinda canon rafe (omg kez????), obx cliches (mainly the whole ‘kooks vs. pogues’ thing from S1), extremely ‘only soft to you and no one else’ vibes, fluff, angry confessions, heavy pining, mentions of y/n

EDITH SPEAKS: oh. my. god. if you were there on my old blog you would know how long it’s been since I first introduced my idea of writing this fic. I got stumped on it way too often and then forgot about it for months, and then decided to abandon it. But I found it again and I got my inspiration back and now I’m so so happy it’s actually finished!! <3

major thank you to @zyafics who helped me last year when i was writing the fic and helped me brainstorm ideas for it :’) kissing your beautiful mind just like always zya xxx

this really is a labor of love and I genuinely couldn’t be happier 🥹I would highly appreciate all kinds of feedback and reblogs, because they really are extremely motivating and fun to get back to! I hope you enjoy reading, and i hope these 6k words are worth all your time and attention :)

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PROLOGUE

“Stay off Figure 8!” 

The all too familiar deep voice boomed across the beach, a completely dead silence started to surround the atmosphere. A loud groan was heard along with the unsteady thump of a person falling onto the sand, causing people standing around to gasp.