౨ৎ .. youtuber!reader who forces rafe to be the camera man whenever she films (the first time he tried to film for her she ended up having to do it herself because he somehow kept accidentally zooming in)

౨ৎ .. youtuber!reader who before posting every video shows to rafe to see if there’s anything she should edit out/edit differently

౨ৎ .. youtuber!reader who always forgets to charge her equipment, but rafe’s made a habit of plugging them in for her

౨ৎ .. youtuber!reader who helps rafe gradually warm up to being featured in her videos and interacting with the camera while filming

౨ৎ .. youtuber!reader who is a little clumsy and has managed to damage a number of cameras .. luckily her boyfriend doesn’t mind replacing it (every time he’ll scold her n say “this is the last time i’m doing this, gotta learn to take care of your stuff”, but deep down he likes having her depend on him)

౨ৎ .. youtuber!reader who reposts every cute edit she gets of her and rafe - always commenting an appreciation to the editor with a little heart at the end

౨ৎ .. youtuber!reader who is playful and energetic both on and off camera, something both rafe and her viewers admire

LMFAOOOO this is real

౨ৎ .. youtuber!reader who always forgets to charge her equipment, but rafe’s made a habit of plugging them in for her

that's true love !!! 🥹✊🏿

౨ৎ .. youtuber!reader who is a little clumsy and has managed to damage a number of cameras .. luckily her boyfriend doesn’t mind replacing it (every time he’ll scold her n say “this is the last time i’m doing this, gotta learn to take care of your stuff”, but deep down he likes having her depend on him

he's so rich, he doesn't even care 🙂‍↕️

the face bsf!rafe first made when he saw the bikini picture you posted from your day at the beach

“fuck,” he whimpered softly, jaw slack as he desperately rutted his aching cock into his fist, angry tip leaking with pre-cum as his eyes flickered over the phone screen.

he felt like such a fuckin creep, getting off to his own best friend’s instagram pictures. he couldn’t help it though; not with the way your ass was hanging out of the bottom of your suit, tan lines clearly visible. and most definitely not with the way your tits were spilling out of your bikini top, the wet material clinging onto the soft curves of your breasts.

he couldn’t help but think about what it’d be like to fuck them; his tip coming to barely brush between your lips after every thrust, how he’d make you part your lips and lick at the stickiness that would string off.

“sh-hit,” he moaned softly, eyes fluttering shut and brows furrowing as he picked up his pace, tightening his hand a little - trying to imagine it as you fluttering around him instead.

“fuckfuckfuckfuck, mmmh shit-” he whined, biting down on his lip to quiet himself.

his hand moved frantically for more friction, the cool of the ring on his index finger only bringing more effect to the warm pool in his stomach.

“need it y/n, shiit, wan’ to cum.” he groaned under his breath, his blue eyes opening to look back at her picture. but this time, a small glint in the sun caught his eye.

sitting beautifully on your neck was a gold necklace he had gotten you on your birthday, a little ‘r’ pendant hanging just out of reach from your cleavage. how the fuck did he not notice it before? a flare of possessiveness bloomed in his chest, n he felt the familiar rush of heat course through him.

he came hard, the spurts of slick painting his chest and stomach; his hips stuttering and abdomen flexing.