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I’m rebranding, barb

I really debated giving an explanation for my disappearance but I’m going to anyway. 

I’m taking a much needed break away from Outer Banks and that fandom. I’m going to return to it in the future, i just have 0 motivation for it right now, and I usually get it back in the summer but it isn’t summer! So I have 0 motivation! 

So instead rotting away, I’ve decided to make a new story. This one is gonna be a Harry Styles fic, ya know one of the dark, smutty, mafia, gang leader Harry type beat. If you’re not into him, cool, you don’t have to read it. Some people on here forget that I am a person behind their screen and act like my only purpose on this Earth is to provide one shots and fanfiction for them like I don’t have hundreds of other priorities. I just ask for your patience while I make this new story, I am a bit rusty. 

The story is called Angelo. I’m following my theme of making the main character not up to societies beauty standards, cause every fic I read with this theme is always skinny, short, little white gals in them and I wanna read something new! 

Anyway, if you’d like to read it, I’ll be posting it on Wattpad and tumblr (though Wattpad more frequently) and would really appreciate feedback and interactions! 

I’ve missed being on here, I’ve missed you all but I’m making a return and my fanfiction writing era has emerged once more. 

My DMs are always open if any of you ever need anyone. :)

-A

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A/N: thank you! When you guys complement my mediocre writing it really makes my heart go "wheee" I appreciate it! Also, I combined some of the prompts because of the idea I had, hope you enjoy! I've had really bad writers block lately so sorry these took a while, a lot of the requests are very similar right now, y'all have ideas and prompts that'll make a sailor blush i swear lmao but I hope you enjoyed! PS I totally made up JJ's real name in this. 🤷‍♀️

Word Count: 1788

Requested: yep! @macie4fern #67 "first one to make a noise loses," and #76, "What's my name?" Then @piercings-and-pearls  #98 "You're not as innocent as I thought you were,"

Pairing: JJ x Female Reader

Warnings: underage drinking, smoking, drugs, sexual themes, uhh choking and light smut

~Name~

"Y/N's an innocent angel!" Kiara yelled and pushed JJ away after his incredibly sexual joke. Yes, you were a very bashful, shy person, but that didn't stop you from having fun.

The crew constantly teased you specifically for how rarely you ever drank or smoked. (Even though Pope was more innocent than you) It was because of your Kook parents, constantly being scared of how'd they react if they knew you did the things your friends did. What the biggest one was, how you never got "any action" as John B. put it once while everyone was drunk, even you. And he was right. There had only been a few people at a few parties you ever really made out with, and you can blame one boy for that.

JJ Maybank.

The boy had you wrapped around his finger. You met him last in the group, but felt the closest to him immediately, something just drew you to him. And ever since that day, you two had kept your shenanigans and feelings between you two. You two had hooked up a few times now, JJ was actually your first time which you were extremely thankful for. But every time you guys ever did anything, you had been very shy and bashful during it.

John B. was throwing a party at his house for god knows what reason. You guys wanted a party so he threw one.

The back yard was full of Pogues, with a few stragglers inside. You sat next to Pope on a log next to the fire and laughed at a joke someone had said. You were wearing a simple black tank top with some jean shorts on, and tried to warm yourself up with the thin jacket that belonged to JJ over your arms.

"Yeah but John B. just stood there like an idiot," you added to the story making the large group around the fire laugh harder. You smiled at the warm feeling inside you and felt a head next to yours and a pair of lips brush your ear.

"Hey you look really good tonight," JJ whispered quietly and sat closely on the other side of you, trying not to fall off the log. You giggle and looked over, seeing how good he looked tonight too. His blonde locks were tucked underneath one of his hats, and his toned torso was covered only by a grey cut off shirt. You saw him in this outfit thousands of times, but tonight, with the firelight bouncing off him and the way his exposed muscles moved hit you differently.

"Well hi, Johnathan James," you used JJ's full name, knowing it was one of his buttons you could push. You watched his jaw clench as you held back a giggle.

"Whoah," a kid from The Cut, you think his name was Brock, heard the name. "Is that what JJ stand for?" He asked and chuckled, but stopped when he saw JJ's stern face.

"Watch it, Brock. That's not my name,"

"Legally it is," Pope mumbled and pressed a bottle to his lips and took a drink. You giggle at Pope's comment and pulled your solo cup to your lips and took a swig of the drink John B. made you. JJ watched as you took a few sips, getting an idea and suddenly pushing you. The sticky liquid splashed out of the cup and on to your exposed chest and top of your thighs. You gasped and looked over at JJ.

"Johnathan James!" You said slightly louder. JJ's hand then flew to cover you mouth, shushing you before you could yell his name louder.

"Uh oh, let's go get that cleaned off," JJ said through clenched teeth and grabbed your wrist.

"Uh oh," Kiara commented and winked when she saw JJ dragging you through the teens in the backyard and into the chateau.

"Hey Y/N," John B. smiled from his couch, a few other kids from The Cut inside with him and simply talking. You waved slightly,

"Hey John B." You chuckled slightly.

"You spill somethin'?" John B smirked knew something was going on and quiet frankly everyone around you knew there was something going on between you and JJ. Everyone just decided to only ever tease you two about it.

"Yeah," you shrugged, "Johnathan James here spilled my drink on me and I need a new shirt cause this ones all sticky," you pulled on the black tank underneath JJ's jacked and felt yourself get dragged into the room JJ stays in at the house. He turned around and shut and locked the door. Before you could tease JJ more about his name or how he reacted, your body was pushed against the door with a light thud.

"You look really fucking good tonight, Y/N," JJ said making your heart race. JJ's hands had your arms pressed against the door as you sucked a breath in. Just as you were about tell him thank you, his lips were pressed lightly into yours. You pushed your head forwards, deepening the kiss. JJ's lips started to trail away from yours to your jaw and stoped next to your ear.

"Now...what's my name?" JJ asked, making a smirk tug on your lips. Your silent answer was enough for JJ to place his lips on your neck and start lightly biting, leaving little marks. He pulled back, a cold breeze now hitting your neck as JJ admired your relaxed face. "What's my name?" He asked again, and you slowly opened your eyes and looked into his, now, very dark eyes. You tested him, cocking one of your eyebrows up and biting your lip to keep a smirk from littering your face again.

"Hmph," JJ scoffed and trailed his hand from your arm to your hips, pushing you into the door more, pressing himself against you. He used his other hand and trailed it up past your hip, over your chest and decided to test something. He trailed his hand over your neck watching your chest rise quickly and you head roll back to give him more room, but you were left with a cold neck as his hand moved to your jaw and tilted you head back to his face. He had a slightly shocked look on his face.

"So you're into choking?" He whispered and the only thing you trusted yourself to do was nod a few times and smile. "You're not as innocent as I thought you were," you could only take a few breaths at the moment, trying to calm your beating heart race as JJ's hand trailed back to your throat, positioning his hand in the right spot, but only having it lightly touch you. "Y/N...baby?" He asked and you looked back into his lust filled eyes. His hand the quickly gripped around your throat, careful not to stop your breathing but tight enough to make you gasp and roll your head to the door. "What's my name?" His hand gripped tighter and you finally breath out a shaky answer.

"JJ," you felt his hand loosen but keep its place as his lips returned to yours quickly and he pulled back.

"Good girl," you felt your knees go weak at the sudden praise and the familiar lips returned back to yours. JJ's hand left your throat and pulled you closer to him. You giggled into the kiss and threw your arms around his neck and heard muffled voices from outside the room, remembering there were still people in the building.

"JJ," JJ hummed as you pushed him away only to keep your arms around his waist. "There's still a lot of people outside this room," JJ was like a leach and kept his lips attached to any place on you, sticking to your jaw at this point.

"So we should probably stop," JJ said against the crook of you neck now, biting slightly making you gasp again.

"No," you nearly whined, "why would we stop," JJ now stopped and pulled away to look at you to see if you were serious.

"Uh, you're pretty...vocal Y/N," you moved you arms back around JJ's neck now, resting them on his shoulders.

"Okay yeah...but you are too," you defended your point and got a scoff from JJ.

"I am no-" before JJ finished his sentence, your hand combed through the roots of his hair and pulled it slightly, a moan slipping through JJ's closed lips. His eyes fluttered open and looked back at you. "I'm not as vocal as you," JJ started to lead the two of you to his bed, walking backwards until his legs hit the dark sheets. You two shuffled until JJ was laying on the bed, you straddling him. His hands found their place on your hips making you smile before leaning down and pressing a kiss on his lips, pulling up but having his hand pull you back into the kiss. This time, his tongue slipping in and his free hand pushing you on him more, feeling him already hard through his board shorts.

"Fine," you finally pulled only inches away from JJ's face and turned your head and placed a sweet kiss on his cheek. "First one to make a noise loses," JJ swallowed a lump in his throat again and nodded.

"What happens when you lose?" You chuckled at his prediction.

“The loser has to go down on the winner for a week...that’s all we get,” JJ eyes flickered at that, a win win situation for him and he nodded with a smirk.

“Starting now,” with that, you let out a tiny squeal as JJ wrapped his legs around you and flipped over so you were on top.

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I swear every time I write one of these I just have the sudden urge to blue ball everyone I’m so sorry 😂

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A/N: MY. MOFUCKIN. BABY. BOY. POPE. I ship him with Kie so hard (I’ll rant later) but I gotta admit dating that awkward bb boy would be so cute and sassy ong

Word Count: 1601 (shorter one my b, it’s 4:02 in the morning 🤷‍♀️)

Requested: yes (thx you sm) #26, 94, and 97 all sound like things Pope would say while adventuring with reader and the rest of the pogues “the only way that would be a worse plan is if it came out of *insert character*’s mouth”, “why did we think this was a good idea?”, and “How the hell did you of all people come up with that?”

Pairing: Pope x Reader

Warnings: usual swearing

~Paint Job~

You had your mom to thank. Dear god did you have your mom to thank. It was just you, her and your siblings on the island, your dad passed when you were 12 from a boat wreck, but through that, you had your boys.

The Pogues, that is.

Your dad may have been gone but he left his business your mom had taken over. The surf shop on the Southside of the island was probably the nicest building around. It stayed a nice white on the outside and bright, summer colors on the inside. You loved it in there, mostly for the good feeling the colors gave off, but it was also the place you met your two best friends and now boyfriend. John B. and JJ had to introduce themselves first, the four of you being younger kids. Even as kids Pope has the biggest crush on you that only grew over time. Once Kie joined the group, one of the first nights you stayed together you admitted how much you liked the awkward kid.

“Go for it...because as much as I love the dude, he won’t make the first move,” she responded to you.

And boy was she right. It took the longest time for JJ to point out the obvious hints you constantly dropped.

And now, here you were, laughing with Pope as he threw tourist hats at you in the attic of the store. He was helping you move clothes in the shop before your mom started renovating it.

“Hey love birds!” JJ loved calling you two that, you mom exposing him to the nickname. Pope rolled his eyes and you both looked at the little hatch that opened into the attic. JJ’s blonde hair poked through and smiled.

“What do you want?” You laughed and threw the last hat at Pope who let it hit him with his bad reflexes. JJ climbed the rest of the way up the ladder, John B. and Kiara following him.

“We got bored and wanted to see if we could help renovate or move stuff,” John B. shrugged and smiled. You nodded and put your hands on your hips, Pope walking and hugging you from behind as you looked around the attic. Your eyes landed on the paint supples under a pile of blueprints.

“We could re-do the logo on the front,” you placed your hands over Pope’s and smiled when his head rested on his shoulder. You nodded to the balcony that was in the front of the building. No one ever went on it. You had a few times with your siblings, and had a few picnics with Pope on there, but no one else had ever been on it.

“Yeah just use that paint and go over it,” Kie pointed over to the paint supplies and everyone nodded. You each grabbed a tray, can, and brush. You started to walk to the small, square door that lead to the decorative balcony that faced the road.

“Don’t let the door close all the way, it locks from the inside and you will get stuck up here,” Pope noted as he followed you out, pointing to JJ who was the last coming out.

“Speak from experience, bubba?” John B. asked making you giggle. Pope nodded,

“Yeah, our fourth date was up here it accidentally shut and we had to wait three hours for her mom to come and put that ladder up,” Pope pointed over to the ladder that was still leaning against the balcony. You all chuckled at the memory and JJ came out, taking his boots off and using them to keep the door open.

You all began getting the paint ready, and you stepped to the edge and looked at the wall, the hot Carolina sun beating down on you already.

“Uh, hang on,” you said before your friends started painting. They turned back and looked at you. “There some Christmas lights hanging in the way. They must’ve fallen off the gutter,” you looked at it.

“Easy, we’ll just do this thing JJ and I saw in a movie once and I’ll toss it back up,” John B said, putting his brush down. You watched John B. lean against the wall, getting into a wall sit, and JJ move to him, smiling and showing off John B. as the two smiled dumbly.

“The only way that’d be a worse plan, is if it came out of JJ’s mouth,” Pope state making you laugh, JJ gave a joking scoff and pretended to be hurt.

“Yeah, I can find a step stool-“ you tried to reason but were interrupted.

“No please, come on let us try!” JJ pleaded and you sighed, looking at Pope and Kie who weren’t going to try and reason with them. You threw your hands up and watched John B. high five JJ before he stepped on his thigh.

“On three,” John B. said, “one...two,”

“Three!” JJ finished and stepped up on John B’s leg, reach for his hands with his foot. John B. was thrown off by the sudden count, catching JJ’s foot and trying to stand up, but slipped slightly, knocking JJ into the wall with a thud.

“It was on my count, bro!” John B. yelled once the two steadied each other.

“That’s what happened in the movie, bro,” JJ argued making You, Pope, and Kie laughed and you glanced at the door. JJ’s thud against the wall had knocked his boots over, slipping out of the way as the door began to close. You yelled for Kie or Pope to stop it but it was too late. JJ caught the string of lights and tossed it back on the roof. John B. then squatted back down slightly and JJ jumped from his hold on to the balcony with a thud.

“Well the door closes, thank you boys,” you gestured to it and picked up your pan of paint. Just as you said that, JJ landing on the balcony had caused the ladder to fall over, crashing on to the yard making everyone groan.

“Well...lets start to paint cause we’ll be up here for three hours waiting for Y/N’s mom alone,” Pope picked up his can of paint and brush and smiled over at you. And that’s what the five of you did, Kie pulling her phone out to play music and you all danced, vibed and laughed as you re-did the paint job.

Pope was right, you guys were up there for three hours. But it was reaching four hours now, and your mom hasn’t returned to town yet, the afternoon sun now hitting harder as you finished the paint job.

“Jesus it’s hot,” you fanned yourself as the others agreed. You looked over and watched as Pope nodded, unbuttoning his grey shirt and peeling it off his torso. Your eyes stayed glued on him and you admired his shiny, tone chest.

“You got a little drool, there, Y/N,” John B. Teased and poked the side of your mouth with his brush, making you gasp when you felt the cold paint touch your face. “Oh shit, I forgot I-“ John B. put his hands up in defense, only to stop defending himself once you flung your paint brush towards him, bright yellow paint hitting his bare chest. He gasped and JJ laughed from the side, you looked over and watched him dip his hand in his bright blue paint and fling it at you. You gasped and flung some back at him.

“Guys!” Kie yelled and you looked over, watching her fling her paint at you as well.

“Why did we think this was a good idea?” Pope mumbled from the side, making you look over. He smiled at you and you walked over, noticing how good he looked right now, but also the lack of paint on him. You took your paint covered hand and cupped his jaw making it drop.

“That was cold, baby,” he said making you laugh before pulling his face toward you, pressing a kiss on his. You then felt his hand hit your back, the sticky paint you didn’t know was on his hand now on your back. You gasped this time, laughing as every calmed down and tried to clean themselves off.

“Well now we really need down,” you said as you all got hotter. All of you looked around, trying to come up with a way to get down, or who to call in this situation.

“Why don’t we just climb to the over side of the roof and use the fire escape?” JJ asked from across the balcony. You all looked over at him, Pope speaking what everyone was thinking.

“How the hell did you of all people come up with that?” You all laughed and JJ shook his head again, stepping on the railing and pulling himself on to the roof.

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could ya do #44 w john b plzzzz

A/N: first John B. one! I feel like, because of the “get in the bike Topper,” scene, John B. only uses “sweetheart” when he’s being sassy and cheeky and it got pretty saucy so I hope you enjoyed! Also it’s 5:23 am I haven’t slept and didn’t spell check this so sorry it there’s mistakes!

Word Count: 1393

Requested: yes, #44 “what’s the matter, sweetheart?”

Pairing: John B. x Reader

Warnings: swearing, underage drinking, smoking, some saucy making out and sexual tension but no full blown smut

~Bone Yard~

Maybe it was the few beers you’ve had. Maybe it wasn’t. John B. just looked so incredibly good right now. Nope. Definitely just him. You’d be thinking the same thing even if you were fully sober. You watched your boyfriend of a few months poor another tourist a beer, smiling and nodded to him as he did. His opened button down shirt flapped in the wind, the moon light bouncing off his shiny, exposed torso. You couldn’t take you, you need a hand on him, a kiss from him, something.

You lifted yourself from the branch you were sitting on at the Boneyard and began to walk over towards John B.

“Hey baby,” you greeted, causing him to turn at the call of your voice. His face lit up, having not seen you for a few minutes once different islanders had stolen him for a beer game.

“Hey,” he whispered through his grin, pulling his arms around your waist and bringing you against his chest. You could feel eyes on you. You knew the group of blonde tourist were watching you from their branch. You watched them drool over your boyfriend all night. That was also part of the reason you wanted to climb your boyfriend right now.

Your hand fell on the side of John B’s face, feeling his jaw clench underneath it. You finally looked him in the eyes, blinking a few times as you felt your drunk self wobble.

“Everything alright?” He asked when he noticed the blacks of your eyes were bigger than usual.

“Yeah just...” you suddenly got bashful, not drunk enough to come right out say you need John B. right now. But John B. knew, and pulled you closer, if possible, and pressed his beer covered lips on yours. You nearly moaned at the sudden kiss, since you wanted it so badly. But it quickly ended when he pulled away.

“What’s up?” John B. asked again, smirking as he watched you give him a look that said ‘please don’t make me say it’.

“I think...we should maybe head home soon,” you mumbled and watched John B’s jaw clenched again, his eyes now growing with lust to match yours.

“You do?” He cocked an eyebrow up and you knew you were screwed. You felt you stomach start flutter and you took a deep breath. Of course right now is when John B. had to be in one of his “sassy moods” as JJ likes to call it. But it wasn’t sass. John B. just loved to tease you and watch you suffer.

“John B,” you said softer now, almost embarrassed with how needy you suddenly sounded.

“John B! Y/N!” Kie had yelled and waved you over, a familiar, groovy song came over the Bluetooth speaker, Pope and Kie were sitting on a tree near the fire with some others from The Cut. JJ was somewhere off, getting some tourist to challenge him to chugging beers. John B. looked to and smirked, keeping his arm around your waist he tugged your towards your friends. You groaned and saw John B. laugh at it, slightly pinching your side making you jumped slightly. You lifted your hand and hit his chest. He smiled over and leaned into your ear as you kept walking.

“Be good and we’ll go home sooner,” your breath hitched and moved your hand from hitting him.

“We were just talking about that time John B. broke his hammock and ended up rolling into the water,” Pope told you two as John B. sat on a tree. You looked around, seeing no empty spots and decided to sit in front of him. This then lead to John B. playing with your hair for a majority of the jokes and conversations that were going on. But once he noticed how relaxed you were getting, his left hand tugged slightly harder at your roots, sending a chill from the back of your neck down to your core, almost gasping if you hadn’t remembered you were in public. After that, the rest of the night was worse. You caught John B. running his fingers softly around your neck, making you have to move and squeeze next to him on the branch. The lead to him putting his arm around you, coping a feel of your ass before he fully wrapped his arm around. Muscle memory kicked in and your hand moved up and whacked his chest. You turned and pained attention to the story being told, but felt John B. lean in and whisper in your ear again.

“We’re staying longer now,” you clenched your jaw, knowing this night was going to be longer than expected.

Later in the night, Kie has started to get tired, leaning against Pope and JJ was nearing the point of blacking out.

You were talking to a tourist, giving her tips on where the best places to eat at this hour was and said a goodbye when she left the party. You felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist, and a pair of lips find their way to your neck.

“You ready to go home?” John B. finally asked making you turn around.

“Please,” you smiled and leaned to close the space between you. Your hands trailed up to his hair quickly, and tugged at his roots knowing it always got him going. You felt him smirk into the kiss, you both moving in sync, knowing which way to go and when. His hands slipped around to your hips, gripping tightly just to let go as a voice caught you two up.

“Johnny boy!” JJ slurred and kicked sand up as he approached you two.

“Y/N!” Kiara let out a little whine and leaned on to the drunk JJ, drunkenly smiling at you.

“John B. we need rides home,” a sober Pope said for the two drunk teens next to him. The two giggled and you felt a light tap on your ass as you looked to John B. You watched as he happily agreed to take his friends home. You let in a deep, frustrated sigh and walked towards the van before anyone else could.

You tried to compose yourself, not knowing what it was about John B. tonight that drove you absolutely mad but it was there.

You leaned against the driver side of the van, wanting to drive so you could get to John B’s house fastest. You watched your boyfriend and best friends help each other flop on the back of the van, Pope chuckling as JJ began slurring how much he loved everyone. You let your head lean on the van. You felt John B. slide the door shut and the light went off. John B. walked over and smirked while standing in front of you. You looked at him and forced a smile. Just to have it slip away as John B. got closer to you, his right arm pressing against the van, flexing slightly as his face was inches from yours.

“What’s the matter, sweetheart?” His voice was low and quiet over the three talking loudly in the van. You took a deep breath after you felt it get caught in your lungs.

“John B,” you whined again and rolled your head to the side, just to have it snapped back, John B. making you look at him.

“Y/N,” he smiled as he mocked your whiny voice. “What’s the matter?” He asked again.

You weren’t gonna win.

Or...you could win...you’d just have to admit what you were too bashful to say.

John B. lifted his eyebrows up at you, giving you one more chance, watching his eyes trail down your body.

“John B...I really need you right now,” you trapped your bottom lip between your teeth and watched your boyfriend take a deep breath in, a smirk growing on his face.

“Well then let’s get you home,”

~~~~~~~

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could you please do prompts 74 & 75 with JJ from outer banks?! I LOVED your last one, you're such a talented writer ugh

A/N: thANK YOU that made me go WHEE :) I hope you liked this one!

Also! I thin I’m gonna start doing outer banks preferences so let me know if/what you’d like to see!

Word Count: 1599

Requested: yes. #74 “are you listening to me?” And #75 “no I was too busy watching you undress in my head,” (two of my faves)

Pairing: JJ x reader

Warnings: the usual swearing, and some flirty JJ x reader goin on

~Wipe Out~

(Set in Season 1 Episode 3) (btw I listened to Evan Finds The Third Room by Khruangbin from this episode ON LOOP and holy shit it adds so much I recommend it)

“I’m so proud of you right now, holy crap,” JJ said to the soaking wet Pope who got back on the boat. Pope has just taken the plug from Topper’s expensive boat, and his face fell serious.

“JJ?” He started,

“Yeah?”

“You can’t tell anybody,”

“Oh yeah no. Totally dude,”

“No. I’m serious, dude. Not Kie, not John B, especially not Y/N. Nobody,” JJ put his hands in up in defense, knowing you, his girlfriend, would kill both of them if you found out.

“Yup. My lips are sealed. Give me that,” JJ took the plug from Pope’s band and threw it over board.

Miles over on the beach, you sat in the sand with your surf board, rubbing on it trying to get some of the build up off of it. You looked up and at the sun setting over the water, John B. and Kiara conversing as they floated on their boards. You smiled and heard JJ’s familiar voice from behind you.

“Board works better if you get in the water, babe,” You stood up and turned around, giving both Pope and JJ that look you had. The, you guys spent way to long to have been working, plus word got out of some Pogues on the golf course today...you two did something, kind of look. It worked every time. JJ was the hardest, blondie had the thickest skull. But Pope? Man, Pope was blurting the truth out to you in seconds. Even spoiled three of your surprise parties the other Pogues had tried to throw you.

“Don’t submit, dude,” JJ grabbed Pope’s arm with his free hand.

“I took the plug out of Topper’s boat today-“

“What?!” You yelled, making the two boys shush you and take a step forward.

“Him and Rafe teamed up on him today when he was out delivering,” JJ argued for Pope and he nodded, moving his hat slightly to show you the scar.

“Oh my god, Pope why didn’t you tell me?” You grabbed the side of his neck and examined the gash. “Did you clean it? Are you hurt anywhere else? Did-“

“Y/N, chill. I’m alright,” Pope smiled and adjusted the board in his hand and ran towards the water.

“Hey! Save some waves for us!” JJ yelled and Kiara responded, but your hand on JJ’s bare chest stopped him.

“JJ,” you have him a warning look. The sudden authority you had in your voice sent a unexpected chill down his spine. “You realize how much Pope could lose if he get caught?”

“He’s not gonna get caught, baby,”

“JJ, you don’t know that,” and unexpected rant started from you, but JJ couldn’t pay attention. You just looked so fucking good in the sunlight right now. The way your hair feel naturally from the sea water, the way your bathing suit complemented every curve of your body. Not to mention, JJ’s eyes couldn’t help but wonder from yours, to your lips, to your breasts and down. An endless loop of him remembering what’s underneath the bathing suit. If he had the skill, he could probably draw every inch of you from memory with how many times he’s stared at you.

“Not to offend you JJ, but I don’t think you’d be the college type. You’ve told me yourself. Pope? Pope has a scholarship he’s gotta chase after. Baby, you gotta promise me you’ll watch after him if anything does happen. And if anything happens to him tell me. My dad’s got enough Kook cash that we could bail him or you out, okay?” You noticed the way his lip was stuck between his teeth. He only ever did that if he was focusing really hard on something. “JJ? Are you listening to me?” You asked and stepped forward, now only a few inches from you boyfriend.

“Huh?” His eyes finally met yours again, “no. No I was too busy watching you undress in my head,” you were taken back by his honesty. You blinked and few times and shook your head, leaning in for a kiss, your free hand cupping his cheek, patting it when he tried to deepen the kiss.

“Maybe later,” you pulled back and winked. You turned and walked off towards the water, feeling two familiar eyes stay on you. You weren’t worried about if JJ listened to that rant specifically. You knew he’d do the right thing in that situation.

“Hang on! Maybe?!” He called back and ran after you. You quickly straddled your board and started to paddle towards your other friends.

“If you wipe out less than five times, I guarantee you I’ll undress for you tonight,” you said once he caught up to you. He smirked and held his hand out, to close the deal. You took his hand and shook it, but as quickly pulled towards him, water splashing on both of you as he pressed him lips on yours. The salty sea water now on the taste on your tongue.

“Come on now! Remember the new rule!” John B. yelled as the other three paddled toward you two, pulling away from each other, you smiled to your friends. “If pogues are gonna Mack pogues, you either gotta not do it in front of the others or warn us,” you quickly took your hand, splashing water towards John B.

“Consider that your warning,” you all laughed, and Kie nodded and gestured for you all to start surfing.

And you kept count of JJ. The first wave he simply stood up and road out. Then the second wave, he did noting but stand up. You caught on to his tricks.

“Come on Jay! Not confident in your own skill?!” You yelled over as you road out a wave of your own, watching him smile and shake his head before paddling further out. The next wave, he did a few of his spins and turns. Next wave was bigger than he expected, catching him off guard and slipping into the water. The same on the next, yet he fell off when he tried to top the wave.

“That’s two, JJ!” You yelled and straddled your board. Kie floated over towards you, laughing.

“I’m afraid to ask,” you looked over at her, nothing the moon had started to come up.

“He wouldn’t pay attention when I was talking to him earlier,” you sighed as he skillfully spun and road the next wave out, sticking his tongue out at you as he passed. “So we made a bet, if he didn’t wipe out more than five times...I’d-“

“Got cha,” Kiara nodded with a giggle and watched Pope. surf through the tube.

“Ladies,” John B. said and floated over, you three catching some air. “What are we doin?” He asked as JJ raced Pope to a wave.

“Trying to get JJ to wipe out,” Kie said as you all kept their eyes on the two boys.

“Do I wanna know?”

“Just a bet we have,” you smirked and John B. nodded.

“How many times has he wiped out?” Just ask he asked, JJ got cocky, going for his normal rodeo turn at the peak, but his board got caught and flipped from underneath him.

“That’s five now, JJ! You sure you wanna try again?!” you yelled, teasing your boyfriend and he straddled his board and put his hands on his hips.

“JJ! Get some air on this one!” John B. yelled back. JJ looked at you, hopelessly tired, but his hard headedness made him turn his board and paddle out further. He started to effortlessly ride the wave out, it growing as it neared the shore. JJ gained some speed and looked for a water ramp. Once he found it, he maneuvered his board up the wave. The four of you, Pope floating towards you more, all yelled as JJ caught the air he was going for, but the cheers made him cocky. Turning his body to try and spin his board a little in air, he missed the flat of the wave, slipping from the board and flopping on the whitewater.

“Ooh,” you all winced, laughing slightly.

“I’ll go check on him, head to shore we’ll catch up,” you giggle as the other three started to paddle away, you laid on your stomach and paddle towards JJ. He was now laying on his back on his board, taking deep breaths.

“Don’t say a word,” he warned once you floated over. You grabbed on to his board in order to stay together in the moon lit water.

“That was actually pretty impressive,” he let out and laugh and he sat up on his board, smirking over to you.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah...but you lost so...I won’t be undressing for you tonight,” you shrugged, all ready with an idea in your head. JJ could tell, and played along.

“So you won...what’s your prize?” He asked as you two began to size up the next wave to ride to shore.

“You have to undress me tonight,” with that you shot a wink and paddled before standing up on your board and riding the wave to shore.

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A/N: uh I really hope you enjoy this one, it gets really saucy and I HOPE you’re okay with that haha. It’s been a HOT MINUTE since I’ve written something like this and I’m kind of writing it in a hurry so sorry if it’s not that good okay sorry I’m an insecure writer I hope you enjoy kk :)

Word Count: 2199

Requested: yes “@1erectionaf Hey I saw your post about outer banks Fanfic, do you think you could write one about 82 and 88 for JJ? :)”

#82 "don't ruin my sofa." and #88 "do you think they can hear us?"

Pairing: JJ x Reader

Warnings: lil smut, cursing and drinking. uh shit gets hot and heavy and pretty saucy so hang on ladiez

~Couch Surfing~

(Quick note, holy fuck that gif ^)

It was before Agatha hit the island. Summer had just began and life was good. You had your best friends around you as you all hung out on the hammocks in John B.’s back yard. Pope has been your neighbor since you were kids, and you were in every academic club he was in. If you had to pick one of the other Pogues, you were closest to Pope. Kiara of course was a close second, then John B. That left JJ. The two of you had been secretly...macking on each other despite the rule. The two of you thought it’d be better if no one knew so there was no awkward tension in the group. Yet everyone knew. Everyone in the group could see it, and everyone was cool with it because the two of you hadn’t made a big deal of it. Of course, JJ had ranted to everyone about how much he liked you on a fishing trip you had skipped out on after he’d had too many beers. And equally, one day when JJ was mowing lawns on The Cut, you were hanging at John B’s house and let a few too many hits from Kie’s joint get to you, and spewed all the bottled up emotions you had for your best friend.

So yeah, life was good. But also, incredibly sufferable when they others would tease the two of you, not knowing they knew.

You were laying in one of the hammocks, swinging back and forth as you tried to come up with something to do that day.

“I’m perfectly content with staying right here,” you had said with your eyes closed as you swayed in the hammock.

“I’m with Y/N on this one. Just hope the rain doesn’t come soon,” JJ agreed, which normally doesn’t happen when making plans.

“Fine, Pope and I are gonna head over to The Wreck and see what Kie wants to do,” John B. rolled out of his hammock as a crack of lighting struck over the ocean making JJ flinch, and accidentally roll out of his hammock on to the dirt. Pope, John B. and you erupted into fits of laughter as JJ stood up and brushed the dirt off.

“Alright yeah, very funny. I’m hilarious, I’ll just go home,” JJ was just poking fun at you, hoping you’d said something to get him to stay with you at John B’s. Pope got out of his seat as well and patted John B.’s shoulder.

“No,” you pouted and struggled to get out of your comfortable spot, wiggly your way out of the hammock, your three guy friends not helping but to smile watching you struggle. “Come on it’s raining, we can couch surf and watch a movie or something, JJ, stay,” you giggle while you pleaded out random ideas that popped in your head as you finally stood up from the hammock. JJ brought his hand to his chin, pinching his lip between his thumb and index finger and quickly scanned your body. You felt your heart beat in a different way and quicken when he did, a sudden flutter of butterflies in your stomach.

“Fine, only if your nicer to me though,” JJ nodded for you to follow him to the house as Pope and John B. headed to the Twinkie.

“Don’t ruin my sofa!” John B. called back. The two of you stopped, faces getting hot. Pope and John B. began to chuckle at the flustered expressions the two of you had.

“W-what?” You nearly coughed out thinking your friends were finally going to put the two of you.

“Cause of the couch surfing,” John B. winked as Pope laughed and walked away.

“Right,” you said even though they were already gone.

“Smooth,” JJ teased and wrapped his hand in yours and pulled you into the house.

“You weren’t any help,” you argued but chuckled and walked to John B.’s kitchen, opening the fridge to look for any kind of food you could snack on. You heard JJ mumbling something as he grabbed your backpack and walked to the bedroom. You laughed and shook your head while grabbing two beers from the fridge and following after him. You placed the two beers on the dresser by the door and sat next to JJ on the bed.

“So...what’re we watching?” You asked. You pulled your laptop from your back pack just to have the tan hand stop you.

“You didn’t really think we were gonna watch a movie, did you?” You looked over to catch JJ’s face inches from yours. Even though you’ve done so much with him, your breath still catches when you’re this close.

“I mean...what else are we gonna do?” You asked and felt JJ’s hand push the laptop back in your bag and set it on the ground, all while maintaining eye contact with you. You let out a shaky breath, still not over how much this guy affects you.

He leaned back up and returned to his spot with his face inches from yours.

“Come on Y/N...you’re a smart girl,” JJ lightly pressed his lips on to yours, feeling a tingle go from your mouth, down to your core. He pulled his lips from yours, making you chase after them causing a smirk to form on his face. “What do you want to do?” You weren’t confident enough in your voice, knowing if you’d answer it’d likely crack. So you simply moved your left leg over his lap and straddled his lap. JJ’s eyebrows cocked up as held back a slight chuckle because of the shock you gave him. You started to smile more as well as his hands rested on your thighs as he sat up to bring your lips together again. This time the kiss was deeper, you granting access for him to slip his tongue in. His hands started to slide up from your thighs, now gripping your hips and moving you against him in rhythm, grinding against him as a slight whimper escaped your lips. You felt a smirk tugged on JJ’s lips. Your right hand were playing with fistfuls of his hair, your left on his jaw, feeling it move in rhythm with everything else.

JJ’s hands now started to move quick, tugging at your light, baggy shirt making you pull away from the kiss. You moved your arms across your torso to take the shirt off, JJ putting his hands on the side of the shirt. You both started to giggle at the eagerness you had to have this shirt off. You tossed the shirt, to the side of the messy room, now only covered by shorts and a bathing top, and put you hands on JJ’s shoulders pushing him back on to the bed making him chuckle at the sudden control you had, knowing it would last for long. You tried to seductively take your time as you sat up with JJ watching your every move underneath him. His hands found their spot on your hips again, pressing you against him, trying to cause from friction. You bit your lip as you slowly undid the button on his shirt.

“For fucks sake,” he breathed out and you let out a yelp as the two of you were flipped on the bed and JJ was now on top. He put himself on his knees in between your legs, and nearly tore the black button up he was wearing off. Another giggle left your mouth as JJ scooter down the bed, lips lightly pressing a kiss on your stomach, a giggle leaving your mouth with each kiss as he trailed up. Yet the giggles stopped and turned to deep sighs as his lips worked around your chest and neck, hands doing their best to untie your bathing suit in the back. Once he got it undone, his lips started to attack your neck and collar bone now, his hand wrapping behind your neck and pulling you up with him so he could slip your top over your head. He leaned back and you felt heat rush to your cheeks as he admired your body.

“Fuck...Y/N you’re so gorgeous,” you let another light laugh out, not being able to help the floaty, giddy feeling you get around JJ. You smiled and wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him into another kiss and back down on the bed. He left your lips and trailed down now, his lips leaving little hickies around your breasts, making your back arch once he hit sensitive spots. He skillfully lead his left hand down to your shorts, unbuttoning them and slipping his hand down, feeling how wet you were through your bottoms and pulled his hand out, shifting so he was back on his knees, in between your legs.

“Fuck, JJ,” you breath out and used your hand to grab on to JJ’s hair and tugging at the roots, making him chuckle as you pulled him back to your face, lustfully pressing your lips on to his you started to moan into the kiss more as he grinding himself on to you. JJ let out a small grunt when your hand rugged at his hair more and your lips moved to his neck, bitting slightly to leave a mark. Yet the small moans and breaths were caught when the sound of a door made you freeze.

“Shit,” JJ whispered as you tried to quietly catch your breath. Through the shack walls, you heard more car doors shut and your friends joke and yell through muffled voices. The shark tooth on JJ’s black necklace dangled as his blonde locks fell around his face.

“Fuck,” he breath and moved his hands to your shorts to help you button and zip them. You two moved in a panic as JJ stood up and shut the bedroom door then flopping back on the bed making you giggle.

“Fuck,” you laughed when you couldn’t locate your bathing top. You watched as JJ’s face grew a mischievous smirk. You gave him a questioning look as he held up one finger to his lips, making sure you stayed quiet, slowly moving back over you, you laughed and shook your head, hearing your friends enter the house.

You giggled more once JJ’s lips were back on your neck, hands now pinching the sides of you making you laugh harder.

“Wow! The couch is perfectly fine!” John B.’s voice called making you try to fit JJ off of you. He continued to lick and kiss all over your chest and neck area making you continue to giggle.

“JJ stop,” you breathed out and laughed harder. He shushed you through laughs, knowing the walls were thick enough.

“JJ stop,” John B.’s voice mocked yours from the living room were you heard Kie and Pope laugh. You finally pushed JJ off of you, smiling and shaking your head as you snatched your bathing suit top from the ground and tied it around your back. You started to reach for your shirt, but was pushed back against the bed again, JJ’s bare torso against yours as you let out another breathy laugh. JJ’s lips were back on your neck like a leech making you smiled and peel him off of you.

“JJ, oh my god,” you giggled out, this time,

“JJ, oh my god!” Kiara mimicked your voice

“What?” He whined and handed you his shirt. “Do you think they can hear us?” JJ asked slightly louder, making you roll your eyes. JJ smiled innocently as he handed you his black button up. You smiled and put on the warm shirt, noticing a few buttons were popped off as you buttoned the bottom ones. JJ noticed as well and cocked an eyebrow up, like he was impressed you two did such a thing.

You followed after JJ as he crawled off the bed, running a hand through his hair before opening the door and walking around the corner. He leaned against the wall and looked at his three best friends smirking at him. You walked out after, holding back a slightly embarrassed laugh.

“It’s about damn time,” Pope rose his hand and pointed between the two of you. You smiled over at JJ who did the same to you.

“I have no idea what your talking about,” JJ looked back to his friends quickly before kissing your cheek and linking his fingers with yours.

“Where are you two going?” John B. asked with a smirk on his face, seeing his two best friends so happy. You pulled on JJ’s arm as your stopped in the door way and turned back to John B.

“We’re gonna go couch surf at my house,”

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AHAHA GOT SAUCIER THAN I EXPECTED AGAIN!

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#95 with jj please🥺

A/N: #95 on the prompt list is so funny out of context, I hope I did it justice and you enjoyed! 🥺 this is set in Episode 1 Season 1 right after the Pogues found the boat.

Word Count: 1636

Warnings: I don't think any, bro, straight up fluff and some makin out

Pairing: JJ x reader

Requested: yes, #95 "where did you get a baby?"

~Baby Jay~

“That’s the boat I saw after Y/N and I surfed the surge,” John B. said after you and the other Pogues climbed back into the boat.

“You surged the surge?” Kie asked, making John B. shrug and JJ high five him.

“That’s the shit, pogue style,” JJ walked over to you, shooting a quick wink making you laugh and roll your eyes.

No pogue on pogue macking. But something about JJ made you want to risk it all just to have a little something extra there. So you did. You two had secretly started to hang out more outside of the other three. You both knew that you were 1. Keeping a secret from the other pogues and 2. Definitely macking on each other, so it was best if you didn’t get caught. Which meant the touchy moments and flirty remarks between you two had to be dialed down.

“Wait, wait do we know who’s boat that is?” Pope asked, splashing water over the boat as he jogged to the bow.

“No, but we’re about to find out,”

“Dude it’s too deep,” JJ argues as John B. took out the anchor. A sudden nerve crashes through you, hoping John B. would drown.

“Only for the weak and feeble, JJ,”

“Well, I’m not resuscitating you. I’m just making that clear upfront,” JJ jokes and nudged into you, noticing your sudden nervousness.

“John B,” Kie warned, making him laugh and ask what, you finished her concern.

“Be careful,” John B. waved the both of you off.

“Diver down, fool,” Pope gave a little salute.

“Diver down,” John B. gave the same salute back,

“Yeah, he is!” JJ yelled with a sudden push on John B. knocking him off the boat.

“JJ!” You warned as the four of you leaned on the boat, searching the water for John B. to come up.

“Why are you so worked up? He’s fine,” JJ shrugged and you watched the water longer. Then a little longer. And a little longer.

“Should we go get him?” Pope asked just as John B. cleared the surface coughing.

On the way back to shore, you and Kiara agreed on the same idea. Going to the coast guard and maybe getting a finders fee.

“Besides, I doubt the coast guard is gonna have time for five teens talking about a boat wreck,” Pope made a good point, as you all saw the massive group of people from around the coast guards stand on the dock you floated up to.

“You guys got this? I’ll be right back,” JJ said before anyone tied the boat up, running off down the dock towards a familiar woman, a neighbor of his as you helped the other three tie the boat to the dock.

“I’ll be right back,” John B. said, walking towards the officer arguing about canine diabetes and snapping at John B.

Pope, Kiara and you stood out of the way, leaning against the watching John B. walkout, JJ nowhere in sight.

“Well, that went well. So what’s the plan?” Pope asked as you searched the packed area for JJ. Kie noticed your flickering eyes and put an arm around you.

“I think I know how we’re gonna find the guy who owns that boat,” John B. said holding up the motel key. Kiara smiled over at you, making you laugh.

“No. No, we don’t know who’s room that is, it could belong to anyone,”

“I’m in,” JJ’s voice spoke from the side of you, everyone looking in his direction as he finally popped into the conversation. Except now, his tan arms were holding what looked to be a baby, maybe a year old, maybe two. The point was, you all had no idea who the fucking child was or who it belonged to. He smiled calmly like everything was normal as a few shocking noises left the crew’s mouth.

“Uh...JJ?” The baby made a giggle noise.

“Where did you get a baby?” You asked and let out a laugh you didn’t know you were holding. You watched him look down at the little girl, curly hair blowing in her face making her giggle.

“Please don’t tell me it’s yours,” John B. joked. You walked over, something inside you loved the look of JJ holding a baby. How good he looked while holding the child as well. Hell, he’s only 16 and you could agree to have his kids right that second.

“No,” JJ laughed and smiled over at you when you brushed the little girl's hair out of her face. “No this is my neighbor’s daughter, Annie Jane,” to your surprise, the other three joined around the baby as well, trying their best to make the child laugh and smile. Once she did you all sighed and looked around. You noticed Kie look at you longer, wiggling her eyebrows at how close you were standing by JJ and how cute you two looked together.

“Right, the motel,” JJ said after a few silent seconds. Everyone said different agreements out loud and started to head towards the walkway of the dock.

“Y/N, come with me to give her back,” JJ smiled and walked towards his neighbor, knowing you’d follow him. John B. gave you a knowing look as you stopped and changed your path, flipping him off secretly as he walked with Pope and Kie back to the van.

“She’s so cute,” You said and smiled and the baby now looking at you from over JJ’s shoulder.

“Hey, Bonnie,” JJ said as an older woman stood up from her seat.

“Oh my sweet baby Jay,” her thick, southern accent and nickname for JJ made you giggle causing her to look over at you. “You must be Y/N,” she held out her hand and shook it.

“Yeah, nice to meet you,”

“JJ’s talked a lot about you,”

“Bonnie-“

“Don’t let him lie to you. I could tell you were the sweet, pretty one he talks about, says your name a lot,” you were enjoying the sudden redness on JJ’s face, and not just from being sun-kissed.

“Alright, well our friends are waiting on us so we better get going,” JJ handed the baby back to Bonnie as she rolled her eyes and took her daughter.

“Thanks, Baby Jay,” she called as you walked away, JJ’s arm naturally slinging itself over your shoulder, pulling you closer.

“Might have to start calling you ‘Baby Jay’ from now on,” you smiled over at JJ making him shake his head and laugh. He looked up and saw John B. and the others stop and start talking to another kid from the Southside.

“Yeah, that’ll go over smoothly with the rest of the crew,” You two laughed and JJ kept his eyes up, seeing if John B, Pope, and Kiara’s conversation was going to belong. He squinted slightly like he was debating something and looked at the large boasts you had been passing by.

“No but seriously, you with a baby hit differently,” JJ’s head finally snapped over, one of his eyebrows cocked up as a smirk rose on his face.

“Oh really,”

“Yeah just...kinda wanted to mack on you right there,” you joked but only heard your laugh, looking up from the ground and over to JJ who kept the smirk on his face, knowing he had a plan.

“JJ!” You yelled as JJ took your hand and pulled you to the other side of the dock, sneaking behind one of the Kook’s large, white boats, finding a little shack next to it, out of sight by a majority of people in the area.

“What?” He pushed you up against the concrete wall, face only inches apart now. “You’re the one who said you wanted to mack on me,” you loved the smirk he had on his face, him knowing it drove you crazy. You laughed and wrapped your left hand around the back of his neck and pulled him closer, feeling his familiar, warm lips dance against yours. He pressed his body into more, smiling into the kiss as you let out a soft moan, granting him access to slipping his tongue in. So, you wanted to get him back. You slid your hand up the nape of his neck, running your fingers up into his hair and tugged at the roots, longing for the moan that vibrates against your lips.

“You guys seen JJ and Y/N?” Kiara’s voice rang loudly as a group of working Pogues walked down the dock.

“Saw then walking down the dock but that’s it,” JJ pulled away from you, an embarrassed giggle escaping your lips,

“Shh shh shh,” JJ held his finger to his now plump lips and grabbed your hand. He crouched down and lead you around the other side of the shack, carefully holding you back as he watched Kiara walk back towards where Bonnie was.

“Come on,” JJ whispered, pulling you with him as he jogged towards the dock, now walking calmly like you had been doing nothing wrong.

“Where’s Kie?” You asked making Pope and John B. look over to you. The two gave you confused expressions.

“Looking for you guys...where were you?”

“Talking to Bonnie,” JJ shrugged and slid open the twinkies’ door and let you in first. “Let’s go Kie!” JJ yelled as Kiara started walking back down the dock, throwing her hands up and jogging towards the van.

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Hey, I saw your writing prompts and I thought that maybe you could write number 49 about JJ from outer banks

Thanks for the first request! Was super excited to see people wanted some stuff and to get back into writing! Really hope you enjoyed it! Also the spacing is weird on this one for some reason, not sure what happened but it’ll be fixed in the next post!

Words: 2215

Warnings: underaged drinking, drug use, teens being teens and gets a little saucy at the end

Pairing: JJ x Reader

Requested: yes- #49 “if I can’t sleep...and you can’t sleep...”

~Grounded~

“Ahoy mateys!” You called to your group of friends as you walked down your dock.

“Hey princess,” Kiara smiled back, the sunlight bouncing off her beautifully. She looked great for someone who was hungover. Kiara was your best friend, side by side for the longest time, seeing your families were both Kooks. You both found comfort and salvation in the other, and just so happened to stumble upon three boys your age.

“Thank you,” you smiled to Pope who held his hand out for you, helping you jump down into HMS Pogue. He gave a sweet smile, being the only one with you that didn’t have a hangover like the others and watched you place your bag on the seat and cooler on the ground. You smiled at Kiara as you tossed her one of the fruity alcoholic drinks to her and looked to your other two friends.

“Boys,” you called back, getting a slight wave of a hand from John B who manned the boat with his back facing towards you. You chuckled and dug in the cooler for two beers. You placed one in the cup holder next to the wheel, feeling John B’s lips crash on to the side of your head. You chuckled as the boat sailed towards the marsh and made your way to the front of the boat. There, face down on the seat laying on his stomach, was the handsome blonde you’ve liked since you’ve met him.

Knowing JJ, he was probably passed out like an old dog at this point making you laugh harder. His left hand dangled off the seat and you popped the cap off the beer bottle and placed it underneath his hand. And like a dog smelling a treat in front of it’s nose, JJ’s head rose with a goofy grin on his face. He sat up and looked at you, wind blowing his locks to the side as he debated on what to say to you.

“Did you just bring me a beer?” He yelled over the sound of the wind as the boat raced on the water. You laughed and nodded, watching him quickly slide on the floor, getting on one knee and kneeling in front of you where you sat.

“Marry me?” You laughed harder at the charming blonde as his eyes trailed down from yours, to your chest that was clothed in your favorite bathing suit top, watching him stare directly at your boobs. “Oh my god, Y/N, please marry me,” you pushed him away.

“JJ!” You yelled and watched as took a swig of the beer and smirked as he sat back in the front of the boat.

“Could’ve been a little more subtle, dude,” John B yelled over the wind, making the two of you in the front bust into fits of laughs. You looked to the back of the boat, Kiara catching your eyes as she laughed at the same thing, winking quickly as she knew the thing you had for JJ.

A few hours after that, the sun hidden behind the horizon now, and multiple bottles and joints later, the crew was simply having another summer night.

“Hey JB,” Pope called, looking at his phone and walked to the front of the boat. You and John B. were dancing at the bow of the boat to the music Kiara was playing over the speakers. “Chase said that someone started a party at your house,” John B. smiled at you and got down from the bow and walked over to Pope, looking at the text he was talking about.

“Oh shit,” John B. cursed, “yeah I told Jess she could throw a party there tonight and totally forgot,”

“Then what are we waiting for?” JJ asked and stumbled as the boat started to move in the direction of JJ’s house. Everyone was a few drinks in, even Pope had one or two. You stood, feeling the hits from JJ’s joint hit you once you stood up. As you gained your balance, you knocked into JJ, causing him to wrap his arms around you waist as the boat turned.

“Oh shit? We dancin again?” JJ took your right hand that was carrying your bottle and wrapped his hand around so the cold glass was trapped between your hands. The both of you giggled as you dramatically danced to the song on the radio.

“Hang on, I want a drink,” you tried pulling the bottle to your lips, feeling JJ’s strong retrain on your arm.

“No! We have to finish the dance!” JJ joked, causing John B. to chime in.

“Kids, knock it off before you spill that!”

“Tell him to give me my drink!” You yelled back as the boat gained speed.

“No! It’s mine now!” JJ yelled childishly.

“JJ! It’s my beer,” both arms were now pulling or pushing on the small glass bottle, so it wasn’t a surprise when the neck of the bottle slipped and twisted out of your hands. The both of you gasped dramatically and turned to the direction of the shatter.

The bottle broke in half against the window in front of the boat’s wheel, spilling the beer all over the window and ground below it.

“Really guys?!” Kiara asked and snapped her head over.

“What did JB just say?!” Pope laughed from his seat.

“JJ wouldn’t give me a drink of my beer!” You shouted in defense as the boat neared the dock, loud music coming from the yard, a group of teens around a fire cheered as you guys floated up.

“I just wanted to dance!” JJ shot back, beginning an argument to begin between the both of you.

“That’s it!” John B. yelled as Pope and Kie finished tying the boat up. “You’re both grounded! No party, weed or drinks for either of you tonight!”

“Pop!” Kiara added in jokingly, laughing as she walked away from the boat.

“And you can’t come come up until that spots cleaned up. Then straight to John B’s room!” Kiara voice was a stern voice, but the wink she shot at you made you feel like she had planned this.

“We mean it,” John B. said and got out of the boat with Kiara, leaving you and JJ alone in the boat, shocked that your three friends just grounded you.

“What the fuck just happened?” JJ asked for the both of you, looking to you for an answer, but forgot it when he saw how close the two of you were still standing.

“I don’t know,” you laughed, “but get the glass cleaned up and I’ll-“ as you turned your head, you noticed how close you were too. Your breath hitched and you stopped talking. A smirk grew on JJ’s face, liking the sudden affect he had on you.

You were both sobering up, but even 100% sober, the sun kissed boy would still have the same affect on you.

“That or we could forget the mess and go straight to the room,” you wanted to kiss the stupid smirk off his face, so you slowly inched you face towards him, watching him slowly lean in as well, you bailed last second, giggling to yourself as you swerved to the left of him and grabbed the wad of towels underneath the seat and began wiping up the beer. JJ stood in his place, shocked at what had just happened to him. JJ’s had his fair share of flirty interactions, but none of them affected him the same way you did.

“That was cold, Y/N,” he mumbled and let out a joking scoff as he bent over and picked up the shards of glass, tossing them in the small trash bag you had on the boat just as you finished wiping up the mess.

You smiled at him, nodding for him to follow you as you propped your leg on the seat to climb on the dock, feeling a familiar hand grope your ass as you got out.

“JJ, I swear to god,” to laughed and swatted his hand away as he got out of the boat and giggled, matching your pace and laying his arm around your shoulder.

“There he is!” A familiar boy ran over to the two of you, doing a quick hand shake with JJ as he kept his arm around you. “What’re you drinkin tonight?” Pope then suddenly appeared, shaking his head.

“Nothing for these two,” Pope dragged the kid away and you two continued to walk to John B.’s house, having to ignore the calls and invites to drinks from different friends in the yard.

“Can’t tonight! Daddy grounded me!” JJ yelled and pointed to John B. who cursed him for the sudden nickname.

“Hey, were serious,” Kiara stopped the two of you at the bottom of the porch steps. “No leaving that room tonight. It’s for your health too,” Kiara lied and shrugged, walking back over to her spot by the fire.

JJ laughed and let walk up the steps first, following behind you as he held the door open for you to walk through.

The little, wooden shack was covered with varies pizza boxes, clothing items and beer bottles as you passed through, making your way to the little guest room John B. had in the house.

“Well...at least we can’t hear anyone outside at all,” you said sarcastically over the loud music now only slightly muffled from the walls and windows.

JJ laughed and made his way to one window with the blinds open. He quickly flipped John B. off from inside, earning a shrug back, and closed the blinds on the window.

“The blinds work great too,” JJ said as he pulled his black, cut off tee over his head and flopped on the bed. The light from the outdoor lighting shined through the cracks of the blinds. You chuckled and laid on the dark blue sheets next to JJ.

“I’m never gonna be able to sleep like this,” you put your arms behind you head with your eyes closed and took a deep breath. You felt the bed move next to you. JJ rolled over on his back and took a deep breath in.

“If you can’t sleep...and I can’t sleep...that obviously means we have to have sex,” you have an unexpected snort, laughing as you opened your eyes and looked at JJ. You thought he was just making a flirt remark, but the way his eyes were dark, and his body was turned towards you told you differently.

“JJ...no Pogue on Pogue macking,” you reminded him causing him to roll his eyes with a groan.

“Yeah but to be fair, I’ve been flirting with you for months and I think everyone’s noticed i have a thing for you,” JJ blurted out, suddenly nervous on how you’d respond. You felt your cheeks get hot and kept yourself from looking at him, knowing the moment you’d see him, it’d be game over and you’d be on top of him.

So that’s exactly what you did.

You turned your head on the pillow and scanned his tan fit body. To be fair, Kiara already knew how badly you had it for JJ. Plus Pope and John B. couldn’t stay mad at you guys forever. And Kiara had already hinted at you two getting together so many times before.

“Okay,” you whispered, smile creeping on your face making JJ sit up and look at you.

“Wait really?!” JJ was shocked that out of all the flirty remarks he made to you, blankly asking for sex is what got you. But it wasn’t just that. It was the way he kept his arm around you the whole way up to the house, it getting tighter when different guys would come over and offer you a drink. It was also the way he made you feel whenever you two talked. The same butterflies in your stomach you only ever thought you’d hear about, until JJ.

“Really,” you sat up as well, only to move over and straddle JJ’s lap, watching as he swallowed hard and took a sharp breath. You got tired of the eye contact and closed the space between the two of you. His lips moved against yours in sync, feeling his hands move over your hips, now kissing with the rhythm of your hips grinding on his. You pulled back slightly, tugged at the bottom of your shirt and tossing it to the side, JJ’s eyes trailing down to your chest and back to your eyes.

“Fuck me,” he breathed out making you giggle slightly.

“I am,” you breathed out, pushing on his bare chest on to the dark blue bed.

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OUTER BANKS HAS THE BEST CLIFF HANGERS KAY HAHA

OH KAY HEY THAT GOT SAUCIER THAN I EXPECTED hope you liked it, request are open if anyone wants anymore! :)

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A’s Writing Prompts!Reblog or like if you wanna use these, they aren’t too original! But I can never come up with full imagines/drabbles so message me what you wanna read and I’ll try to deliver!

1. “That’s starting to get annoying”

2. “Hey, hey, calm down. They can’t hurt you anymore.”

3. “You can’t just sit there all day!”

4. “I’m too sober for this.”

5. “I’m not here to make friends.”

6. “I need a place to stay.”

7. “Well that’s tragic.”

8. “You’re seriously like a man-child!”

9. “You can’t banish me! This is my bed too”

10. “The ladies love a guy who’s good with kids.”

11. “Dear diary, I met the love of my life today”

12. “She’s hiding behind the sofa.”

13. “I lost our baby.”

14. “They’re so cute...when they’re asleep.”

15. “I’d kill for beer...literally.”

16. “You’re getting crumbs on my bed!”

17. “Good thing I didn’t ask for your opinion!”

18. “What’s the matter sweetheart?”

19. “You’re satan.”

20. “I don’t want to hear your excuse! You can’t just give me wet-willies!”

21. “I’m bulletproof...but please don’t shoot me.”

22. “Did you just wink at me?”

23. “Do you really need all of that?”

24. “It’s six o’clock in the morning, you aren’t having vodka.”

25. “I swear I’m not crazy!”

26. “The only way that would be a worse plan is if it came out of (insert character)’s mouth.”

27. “No. Regrets.”

28. “How drunk was I?”

29. “How is my (insert significant other) more badass than me?”

30. “Be you. No one else can.”

31. “I haven’t slept in ages.”

32. “I locked the keys in the car.”

33. “Are you sure that’s the decision you want to make?”

34. “You work for me.”

35. “Take your medicine.”

36. “They’re monsters.”

37. “Welcome to fatherhood.”

38. “Why can’t you appreciate my sense of humor?”

39. “It’s your turn to make dinner.”

40. “The kids...they ambushed me.”

41. “Sorry isn’t going to keep my from kicking your ass!”

42. “Stop being so cute.”

43. “I feel like I can’t breath.”

44. “You need to see a doctor.”

45. “You’re getting a vasectomy. That’s final.”

46. “It was a joke! Baby I swear!”

47. “Dogs don’t wear clothes!”

48. “Welcome back. Now fucking help me.”

49. “If you can’t sleep...and I can’t sleep...that obviously means we have to have sex.”

50. “Here, take my blanket.”

51. “You’re bleeding all over my floor!”

52. “I’m not wearing a dress!”

53. “I’m not wearing a tie!”

54. “I don’t want you to stop.”

55. “I want one.”

56. “Don’t argue, just do it.”

57. “Please put your dick away!”

58. “Enough with the sass.”

59. “Don’t give me that look.”

60. “You want me to give it back?”

61. “Make me.”

62. “Like what you see?”

63. “I didn’t know you were so sensitive.”

64. “We’re in public...ya know?”

65. “Once I start I might not be able to finish.”

66. “You’re in trouble now.”

67. “First one to make a noise loses.”

68. “This is mine. So is this. And this. And this. Especially this.”

69. “Don’t kink shame me!”

70. “I’m going to go put clothes on before I ‘distract’ you again.”

71. “Just let me finish this and I swear to you I’ll go down on you until you cum three times.”

72. “If you distract me one more time, you won’t be able to walk for a week.”

73. “Want some help?”

74. “Are you listening to me?”

75. “Yeah no, I was too busy undressing you in my mind.”

76. “What’s my name?”

77. “Sorry...just the noise you just made was...really hot.”

78. “Who said it had to be on a bed?”

79. “Yeah...yeah he’s/she’s 100% an innocent little...bean.”

80. “How do I look?”

81. “I’m sure I can get some kind of sexual gratification if I just stare at them...hard enough.”

82. “Don’t ruin my sofa.”

83. “I’m gonna strangle you.”

84. “Oooh kinky.”

85. “You look a bit tied up. Want me to come back later?”

86. “Those two are like...rabbits or some shit.”

87. “Cause if you did, we’re having sex. Right now.”

88. “Do you think they can hear us?”

89. “Yes! We can!”

90. “Did you just trip?”

91. “You look sexy already. Now stop before you hurt yourself.”

92. “God you’re so cocky...I love it.”

93. “I’m gonna need a safe word before you pull shit like that again.”

94. “Why did we think this was a good idea?”

95. “Where did you get a baby?”

96. “It’s not fair!”

97. “How the hell did you of all people come up with that?”

98. “You’re not as innocent as I thought you were.”

99. “Just please...no birds.”

[flamminghotweedos]

“Is the vodka straight?

No, gay,” is now my new favorite quote. Thank you Harry for blessing us with that conversation.

[flamminghotweedos]