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Oh no why is it already over 🥺 I loved this series

The Final - ep. 06 - JJ Maybank

A/N: We reached the end of the line BUT if you guys would like to see a “epilogue” chapter let me know. 

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“A hook-up!?” Sarah practically screeched, standing in the upstairs bedroom that JJ and Pope had been ‘sharing’ during their week in Florida. Despite your request that they pack up and go JJ had barely even started to put things in his suitcase and Pope had fled the room the minute Sarah had appeared in the doorway, leaving all his things in piles on his bed. “That’s all it was to you? Just a random hook-up? God JJ-”  

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the art of going all the way (7)

summary: upon realizing you lack skills in the bedroom when a touron asks you out on a date, you turn to jj, a self-proclaimed sexual deviant, for help.

warnings: smut, folks. 

notes: thank you for waiting so patiently….i have no introduction. enjoy! 

as always, co-written and co-authored with @storiesbymads​! series masterlist + my gif. enjoy his hands.  check out my oc series (aka jj’s backstory and then some) if you wanna! 

“Are you feeling okay?”

You looked at Trent, who was sitting across from you in the small diner situated at the end of the island on The Cut, your hands around a hot cup of black coffee. Trent hadn’t spent much time here, other than when he came to the Boneyard for the kegger, and you thought it would be nice to spend the day away from Figure Eight and explore the Outer Banks before he left. Tomorrow would be his last night on the island and you tried to push the weird feeling inside of you aside in favor of having a good time with a boy who was interested in you. 

“Yeah,” you said, forcing yourself out of your thoughts. You speared a couple of watermelon pieces onto your fork and shoved it into your mouth. “Why wouldn’t I be?” Trent laughed and watched as the watermelon juice slipped from the corner of your mouth, chuckling when you reached for a napkin to wipe it away.

“You just seem like you’re a million miles away is all,” he said with a shrug. 

“Sorry,” you apologized. “I’m just thinking about how a lot’s going to change when you leave.” 

You didn’t know if that meant if your relationship with Trent or JJ would change. You carefully weighed your options during the past week; you could be with Trent and pursue a long distance relationship while he visited you on the weekend from the mainland or you could confess your feelings for JJ and risk him not liking you back. Your feelings with JJ were clear, but now that you and Trent had gotten to know each other – really know each other – you felt like he was a safe bet.

“I know it’ll be difficult to not see each other for most of the week,” Trent said. “We can always FaceTime and you know I’ll come visit you as soon as the weekend comes.” You smiled at his gesture. His civility and kindness was what threw you off initially. Everything about his persona, from the way he’d constantly pull out his phone to capture the most attention-grabbing Instagram photo to being friendly with Rafe, Topper, and Kelce at brunch parties where the rich mingled, made you think about how his personality didn’t match who he was “supposed” to be. You knew stereotyping was wrong, but still, you couldn’t help it. 

You constantly had to think of excuses when you saw Trent had tried to call you while you were with JJ. In one instance, JJ had seen Trent’s phone light up on your phone screen while his tongue was latched onto your core and you watched as he took your phone and put it on your nightstand face down. You’d built the reputation of going to bed early and not being on your phone as much, and he seemed to buy it. You were careful not to post on social media when you said goodnight to Trent and tried to pretend you went to bed early nearly every night whenever Trent would ask you how your night had been. 

Part of you knew what you were doing was wrong. At first, you didn’t want to look like a fool in front of a boy who looked like he knew what he was getting himself into; Trent certainly knew his way in the bedroom and he said all the right words that would make any girl fall to their knees. But you had to force yourself to want to do anything sexual with him, which is why neither of you had your hands down the other’s pants for quite some time. Trent never questioned it and you blamed your mind overthinking for your worry about if Trent wanted more than what you were willing to give. 

When you realized you started to enjoy your time with JJ, and not because you were able to orgasm, that’s when your guilt kicked in. The proposition with the blond began as an innocent plea to help you educate yourself about the human body and how to pleasure it, but continuing these lessons when you knew you had feelings for JJ tugged at your strings when you thought about how Trent would feel if he found out. 

You rationalized this by reminding yourself you’d only known him for under three weeks, and it wasn’t as if you two were promised to one another. Still, you felt like you should’ve stopped what was happening between you and JJ when you realized that you enjoyed his company away from the Pogues and wanted to be with him more than you already did. 

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Artwork - JJ Maybank

Request: Hey! I’ve read your entire masterlist 😶😬😂 I was wondering if you could do something with jj x reader and she’s an artist. Idk I was painting and thought of it, maybe a paint fight or something

A/N: I incorporated the pandemic a little lol. 

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Eyes closed, JJ was laying on your bed, an old quilt stretched out underneath him. It was nearing the 100s outside but inside the air was kicked up and your fan was on, blowing cool air across the bed. JJ was on his back, shirt off, muscles tensing and then relaxing again each time that your brush ran cold paint over his tan skin.  

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Awww thank you so much 🥺🥺🥺😭 I have such a bad writer’s block right now but I’m trying to work through it and give y’all a new chapter soon 💕💕💕

✨ hi there ✨ annons recently have been leaving hate comments. So I decided to just passing trough to show some appreciation for some writers that I think deserve more hype or that I really like!💗 for you I recommend @midnightmagicmusings is so sweet and I just love her + all her writing is so amazing! @poguesforlife her Rudy x reader is one of my faves and she is crazy talented💕

@midnightmagicmusings and @poguesrforlife !! this is so sweet. 

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Okay I need a part 2 😍😍😍

“what on earth are you wearing?”

pairing: rudy pankow x reader

summary: you play jj’s girlfriend on the show and have to wear a pretty skimpy outfit for a certain scene (obviously not included in the actual show), rudy has mixed feelings about it. I wrote this at like two am so please be nice

word count: 1′453

warnings: swearing, a bit of heated kissing at the end, typos, probably

requested: nope

“Are you absolutely sure I have to wear this?” you ask the costume designer, Emmie, as she hands you the red dress.

“Yeah,” she says, an apologetic look on her face as you grimace. “Shannon says you need it for the kegger scene, it’ll bring out JJ’s protective and jealous side, which is obviously really important,” You let out a small sigh.

“I won’t be getting out of this one, will I?” you frown down at the soft, red fabric in between your hands. She shakes her head and squeezes your shoulder before walking off. You groan loudly, throwing your head back.

“Why, God? Why?” you lament bitterly on your way to the changing rooms, dragging your feet.

“I heard someone call my name?” Drew pops out of seemingly nowhere, a grin on his face. You offer him a small smile. “What’s that in your hands?” he asks, “A facecloth?”

“I fucking wish,” you mumble, “it’s the stupid dress I have to wear for the party scene, where JJ goes nuts with the gun, you know?” He looks confused for a second before realization washes over his features.

“Oh! Right!” he exclaims before looking back down at the dress, a laugh tumbling out of his lips, “well, good luck then.”

You roll your eyes, a small smile playing at your lips as you enter the changing cabin. You pull off your large T-shirt and shorts, throwing them near your bag before you take one last look at the dress.

“At least the pay is good,” you mutter as you struggle to find which hole in the dress you were supposed to put your head and arms through. After a few minutes of cursing and pulling it off and back on again, you finally manage to put the dress on, though you’re not sure if you should tug it up to cover your cleavage or down to hide your ass.

One good thing about filming at the beach was that some characters, like yours, for example, were often bare feet. Which meant no heels and therefor no twisted ankles. Yay.

You pull your T-shirt back over your head before walking back to set, sitting down in your chair and pulling out a bottle of water. Your makeup artist comes in a few seconds later, pulling out his things and making your face look presentable. You thank him when he is done and go to talk to Maddie.

“Alright!” Jonas shouts from where he stands next to the cameramen, “Is everyone ready?” Words of agreement and nods all around. You mentally go over your lines as you go to stand next to a cute extra named Milo. He was supposed to feel you up a bit, bringing JJ over, who would start a fight with his cousin, Topper.

“Err, Y/N?” Josh calls from a few meters away, shielding his eyes from the afternoon sun.

“Yeah?”

“You planning on taking your shirt off anytime soon?” he asks loudly, causing everyone to look at you. You see Rudy’s eyes flare up at the seemingly inappropriate question. You flush a deep pink and nod, mumbling a small apology as you peel your shirt and throw it out of the camera’s view. Your boyfriend’s mouth suddenly feels dry. Utter silence fills the set.

Except for the bikinis you wore on the show and in real life, you never wore anything too revealing, except with Rudy when you guys were alone. Crop tops and short shorts were obviously part of your wardrobe, but you preferred oversized shirts and pants. All of your fans loved your style both on the show and in real life. It would be strange for anyone who knew you to see you in such a sexy outfit.

“What on Earth are you wearing?” Rudy asks loudly, standing just a few metres away. He wasn’t too happy with the thought of thousands of people seeing you like this, in a way only he was supposed to see you. You shrug, your arms motioning to the directors as if this was all their fault, which is was. But so was the big check you got at the end of the month, so really, you couldn’t complain.

“Is this really necessary?” he asks again, pointing at you, his eyes dark. The directors nod.

“Just go with it, Rudy,” Chase calls. The blond looks back to you, his eyes trailing over your figure before nodding and walking back to his place, shaking his head to himself. If you didn’t want to object, then he wouldn’t either. It was your body, after all, and you could do whatever your wanted with it. He would respect your choices.

The man with the black clappy thing arrived and says the name of the scene before pulling away. You turn to Milo, an easy smile on your lips as you take a sip of the water inside your red solo cup. He smiles back and leans forward to whisper a few words in your ear. You follow the script and giggle, shaking your head.

You feel Rudy’s eyes burning holes into you as you take a small step back from Milo, aware of the camera just a meter away. The boy takes another step forward, placing a hand on your waist.

“Hey, hey, wait,” he says, pulling you back towards him. “I wasn’t done talking,” His hands slide down to your lower back.

“Well, I’m done pretending to be interested,” you scoff, placing a hand on his chest and lightly pushing him back. He frowns and leans closer to you.

“I never said you could leave,” he growls, his grip on your bottom tightening. You pretend to wince and frown. You throw your cup of water in his face and step back before stage-punching him in the face. Your actions bring the rest of the actors to rush around you. Rudy runs to you, his arms wrapping tightly around your waist and pulling you away from the boy. He turns around and cups your cheeks with his hands, leaning close and pretending to scan your face for any injuries.

“Did he touch you? Are you okay?” he asks quickly.

“Yeah,” you breathe, nodding, “he’s just a perv,” You press a small kiss to his lips, ignoring the butterflies in your stomach you had grown used to after kissing the blond so many times. You feel Rudy’s tongue skim your bottom lip and resist a smile.

“Hey, control your girl, man!” Milo exclaims, holding the side of his face as Austin stands besides him. Rudy pulls away from your kiss with a discreet yet promising wink.

“What did you just say?” he growls, whirling around and stomping over to the other boy.

“I said, control your girl. She obviously doesn’t know her place,”

“J-” you start, only to be cut off by Ruby stage-punching Milo. You purse your lips let your eyebrows crease with worry.

“You don’t get to talk about Y/C/N like that!” he barks, “You don’t get to talk about anyone like that!”

“J, baby,” you try to intervene, stepping forward and placing a hand on Ruby’s shoulder. His blue eyes meet yours for a brief moment before he shakes his head.

“No, I think our new friend here needs to learn a lesson,” he hisses, taking a step forward, only to be pushed backwards by Austin.

“You aren’t putting your hands on my cousin,” he grunts. Chase takes a step forward, prepared to help his friend.

“Don’t fucking touch me-” JJ growls, throwing himself forward. Chase catches him and pretends to struggle while holding him back.

“Dirty Pogues,” Austin spits. Chase and Rudy run forward, stage-tackling the boy to the ground.

“And- cut!” the directors yell. “That was really good, you guys! I think we might have got it! We’ll look it over and tell you all tomorrow. That’s it for the day!”

Rudy nods before taking your hand and discreetly pulling you to his trailer. You follow, a knowing smirk on your lips. Even though revealing clothes weren’t really your thing, in no way were you insecure about your body. Rudy helped a lot with that, but you knew a lot of people considered you pretty.

Before you know it, your back is pressed up on the trailer’s wall, Rudy kissing down your neck and inhaling your perfume.

“Do you have any idea what I want to do to you right now?” he asks into your skin, running his teeth over your exposed shoulder.

“I might have a hunch,” you laugh, running your fingers through his blond locks, repressing a moan when his lips sink below your collarbone.

“Let me show you, then,”

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I looooove it yessss give me all the sneaky Rudy fics

Our Little Secret

description: you and rudy have been sneaking around for a while now, what happens when you get caught in front of thousands of fans?😳😳

warnings: making out?? ooo and swearing oops (as a british person i can’t just NOT swear)

            Rudy’s lips smashed against yours, moving hungrily as his arms snaked around your waist. You gasped, arms moving to hook around his neck as he slipped his tongue in your mouth. You had to be on set in five, and you were just passing the time with your good friend Rudy in his trailer.

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the art of masturbation (4)

summary: upon realizing you lack skills in the bedroom when a touron asks you out on a date, you turn to jj, a self-proclaimed sexual deviant, for help.

warnings: touching, dirty talk, smut, the works.

notes: oop, there it is. 

co-authored and co-written by @storiesbymads. also pls go and support her work! 

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Two days pass by before you’re able to see Trent again. His father had been insistent that the boy learn as much as he could while he was still on the island and it seemed that his days were spent between the Cameron and Thornton residence, and the office space that was, apparently, a large part of some big corporate company. You didn’t bother asking the details as you weren’t paying much attention. 

You were sitting in Trent’s car as he drove past the beach and you were fairly surprised that it was quite empty. The early afternoon sun boasted its heat and you could feel it on your skin, opting to roll down the window for some fresh air.

“What are you thinking about?” Trent asked when he saw you stare out the window for too long. That, combined with music he was playing from his phone, created the perfect setting for overthinking.

“Just how weird it’s been the past two weeks,” you said, finally looking at him. “It’s not a bad or good weird. It’s just…weird.” He let out a confused chuckle.

“Okay? You sure you’re doing alright?” You laughed and nodded.

“I just mean I never planned on dating anyone this summer,” you replied. “You’re leaving in a week but I’ve had a lot of fun being with you.”

Trent’s hand found its way to your knee and he gave it a squeeze of reassurance as he parked the car in a fairly empty parking lot. He put the car in park and took off his seatbelt, maneuvering himself to look at you.

“It doesn’t have to end,” he said. “I know I’ll be back on the mainland for most of the year but we can still talk. I can still come here to visit every once in a while.”

“Yeah,” you said, but you weren’t sure if it was the prospect of long distance or not.

“Let’s not think about it,” Trent said as he bent his head down to press his lips against yours. He spoke through broken kisses. “Let’s just enjoy this week.”

You don’t know how you got to where you were, but his hands were on your neck and your hands were on his lap. The kisses you were receiving were on the edge of being desperate and you could feel the heat rising to your cheeks. Boldly, you looked around to see if anyone was beside you and thanked the universe for your car being secluded from the rest of the beach goers.

Slowly, you inched your hands upwards until you were met with his belt and waistband. Trent immediately pulled his head back and raised his eyebrow in your direction.

“Are you sure?” he asked. “I know you’ve said you’ve never, ah, done this before.” You let that little white lie slip, not wanting to mention JJ. But there was no use in learning from the blonde boy if you weren’t going to dish out your new skills.

“I’m sure,” you said, nodding. You watched as Trent bit his lip and moved forward to unbuckle his belt, pulling himself out of the confines of his khaki shorts. He looked at you in anticipation and let his eyes fall shut when you put your mouth directly on the head.

You didn’t know what you’d be feeling and had gone into this car ride without any expectations, but you felt proud when you heard whimpering pants emit from Trent’s mouth, thinking about the lessons JJ taught you and all the tips he’d given you along the way. Don’t use teeth. Go slow until you know what he likes. Hollow your cheeks. Pull him in, inch by inch. Your throat felt sore from the last tip but your mother never raised a quitter.

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Needy

Word Count: 4.6k+ (oops?)

JJ Maybank x Female!Reader

Warning: NSFW 18+, basically all smut, all main characters are aged up to 18+, this is fairly kinky so if that isn’t your style pls look away, swearing, dirty talk, teasing, oral (female receiving), fingering, rough sex, praise kink, slight breeding kink, pet names, dom!jj, unprotected sex (don’t be silly wrap your willy)

Summary: jj is typically the one known for being horny 24/7 so now this is just basically the reader being horny like all of us

A/N: haha hi,,, so i’m finally writing on here! i’ve written before and for a while but i have never written smut before so please don’t be too harsh on this! i’m very nervous to post this just because i’ve been feeling insecure about my writing lately and it is my first smut imagine, but i hope everyone likes it!! the ending ended up being softer than i thought lmao but it’s still cute :)

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And that my children is why there should be no pogue on pogue macking!

But honestly they are all bloody attractive and I would wanna get with all of them too so... hope they work it out 💕

Great chapter as always!!!! Can’t wait for the next one 😍

The Crush - ep. 04 - JJ Maybank

Summary: It turns out it wasn’t on accident Rafe showed up to the party. Some secrets are revealed amongst the pogues. 

A/N: I don’t know if you’ll have seen this twist coming…

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“It’s a known fact.” JJ huffed, crossing his arms behind his head as he looked up at you. He was laying in your bed, much like the night before only this time he was beneath the covers, no clothing on, and you were sitting beside him, facing the head of the bed with your legs crossed, your right thigh pressed against his side. 

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THIS!!!! I am enthralled

wonder what she thinks of me

summary: the new yorker who visits the outer banks for a few weeks out the year seems to have everyone under her spell and jj maybank is not an exception.

warnings: smut, mentions of cheating (in no way do i condone this ok it’s just for the plot) and typos, probably. 

notes: so i proofread this to the best of my ability before i slept because i wanted to publish it today so we are not gonna say anything if there are typos. listen to wonder what she thinks of me by chloe x halle. i came across this idea as i listened to it! 

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The island’s gossip varied from day to day, but it seemed that the name of the mysterious newcomer lingered on everyone’s lips when they heard that the femme fatale was back in town.

But she wasn’t a newcomer. She returned to the island that was the polar opposite of her penthouse New York lifestyle a few times a year to visit her father who lived between The Cut and Figure Eight. Rob the Handyman. He could fix anything with a wrench and nothing else. She was welcomed on both sides of the island partly because of her father’s connections, but mostly because of her untouchable attitude.

The Manhattan native hadn’t bothered to make any friends on the island, preferring to keep herself busy with casualties of love that offer their hand to keep her company for the night or for the weekend. She was there for a week or two at a time, typically on holiday breaks, and it was always a party when the siren stepped foot into town.

The Kooks took an interest in her New York lifestyle; girls were staring at her city wardrobe and boys were lusting after her apparent wealth. She roamed freely around the island, not caring for the petty class war that didn’t concern her.

As for the Pogues, the girl was such an entity to them that they never bothered to classify her as a Kook. Her wealth wasn’t a secret but she wasn’t afraid to get her hands dirty and help Rob the Handyman fix cars and mechanics at his shop. Some could find her with grease stains on her forehead and covering covering his arms.

Perhaps the most enticing part of her character was that they knew very little about her. The girl’s past was a mystery. All they could gather was her mother being a powerful attorney in New York. She hadn’t grown up on the island in time to make friends with the locals who had known each other since kindergarten. Everyone knew everyone on the Outer Banks, but they didn’t know her.

She was well off, richer than the Cameron’s and Thornton’s combined. Not a soul could tell if they were putty in her hands for this reason or her aura, as she hasdn’t given the boys the time of day, or if it was because when she was around, they were too preoccupied with catching her attention. The Pogues learned her presence was an inadvertent blessing for this reason.

Most boys molded her to fit their daydream. Some girls killed to mimic her aesthetic, but nothing could capture the Manhattan grace like living there for most of their life. Her naturally cosmopolitan attitude and nonchalance added to her already mysterious nature, and the locals on the Outer Banks couldn’t help but become infatuated with the New Yorker.

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Thank you so much for mentioning me bb 🥺♥️

𝗢𝗯𝘅𝗷𝗷 - 𝗝𝗝 / 𝗥𝘂𝗱𝘆 𝗥𝗲𝗰 𝗟𝗶𝘀𝘁

Hey everyone! i have finally made my rec list for JJ and Rudy. This will consist of stories, imagines and concepts!

These are in no particular order! These are many of my fav’s and will update every so often. A big shoutout to the people who write for obx the work you guys do is amazing and shouldn’t go unnoticed! Love you all xx

I have used symbols to help find the ‘genres’ but they might be mixed!

Smut - ✞

Fluff/ Soft - ♥︎

Angst / Sad- ☹︎

Last Updated: 4th july

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Thank You so much babe 💕💕😍 I adoooore your writing!

Rudy fics rec please bubs ??

‘Young and Beautiful’ from @poguesrforlife

‘Edging’ from @obxmxybxnk

And unfortunately I can’t find anything else but if someone has something else please tell us!!

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the art of blowjobs (3)

summary: upon realizing you lack skills in the bedroom when a touron asks you out on a date, you turn to jj, a self-proclaimed sexual deviant, for help.

warnings: blowjobs, heavy touching, the works. 

notes: this is about 7,200 words long and im honestly proud of maddie and myself. also i reopened the taglist bc people have been asking and i’m just grateful you guys like this story.

co-authored by @storiesbymads​.

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You woke up the next morning with the sun shining brightly on your face. The clock read half past eight and your attempts to fall back asleep were useless, so you put on a new pair of shorts and an oversized shirt, brushed your teeth, and called it a day. 

The events of last night played in your head like a memory you were desperate to remember. There were times where you had gotten yourself off, in your very limited experience, but nothing compared to the feeling of your chest flushed against JJ’s, watching his fingers disappear inside of you with his hot breath on your neck. You were almost positive you could feel JJ getting hard by the time you came, but you weren’t sure if it was your euphoria making you hallucinate or not. 

You walked out of your bathroom and checked on JJ, who had slept in the guest bedroom, and opened the door slightly. He was sound asleep, the sound of light snoring filling the room. You scrunched your nose. He was awfully cute when he slept. You walked over to the bed and sat down gently, flicking the tip of his nose with your index finger. 

JJ opened his eyes and let out a yawn, looking at his surroundings before taking in your figure looming over him. He rubbed his eyes and adjusted to the light for a few moments before propping himself up on his elbows. 

“What time is it?” he asked groggily. You could see the desperate need to go back to sleep in his eyes. 

“Almost nine,” you said. “I couldn’t go back to sleep.”

“So you woke me up just for my company?” You laughed and so did he. 

“Yeah,” you replied. “I’m getting a little hungry so I was gonna make some waffles and a smoothie, if you want some?” 

“Oh, mama,” he said, sitting fully upright. You stood from the bed and left the room to let him get himself presentable. 

When JJ made his way downstairs, he picked up an orange sitting in a glass bowl and tossed it in the air, aimlessly playing with it as an excuse to avert his gaze. 

“So, uh, how did last night go?” he asked. “I mean, I wasn’t too forward or anything, was I?”

“Absolutely not,” you said a bit too quickly. “I just mean that it’s good to know what a guy likes, you know?” 

“Right,” he breathed. “You can tell me if you’re ever uncomfortable doing anything. Don’t feel pressured to do whatever a guy tells you if you don’t want to do it.” 

“I will,” you reassured him. You prepared the batter and asked for JJ to fish out the waffle press from one of your cabinets before plugging it in. 

JJ hadn’t realized it until that moment, but there was something extra special about seeing you in a domesticated setting. Your house was on the edge of Figure Eight and none of the Pogues ever made much of an effort to visit your house. It wasn’t like your parents were going to kick them out if you let them know they would be coming over ahead of time but they weren’t exactly the pogues biggest fans. It was this reason, among others, that JJ decided to avoid being on this side of the island. So when he was at your house, especially when your parents were gone, it was like he was living in a fantasy land. 

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the art of touching (2)

summary: upon realizing you lack skills in the bedroom when a touron asks you out on a date, you turn to jj, a self-proclaimed sexual deviant, for help.

co-authored and co-written with @storiesbymads​. 

warnings: heavy touching. 

notes: um yeah so when maddie and i revised it in our google doc it was sixteen!!! pages long. that’s cool for a tumblr fic. hope you like it! 

additionally, my taglist is currently closed due to the overwhelming number of responses (98?!?!?!?!?). i haven’t decided if/when i’ll open it again. feel free to keep my notifications on!

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You were aware that you had your own life away from the Pogues, just like everyone else in your friend group did. You weren’t sure if you were excited or dreading to see him; you had turned to one of your best friends for help by asking him to do something more serious than give meek advice on dating and your love life. You hadn’t thought this situation through because you sat in the Chateau wondering if your friendship with him was compromised. Would things be weird between you two, especially around your other friends? Would JJ look at you differently? Would you look at JJ differently? After all, you had asked him to show you how to have sex and he agreed.

You hadn’t seen JJ since the night he came over and kissed you, which was yesterday. JJ wasn’t awake when you went downstairs to check up on him, but you checked your phone and saw he had left you a text explaining his absence. He and Pope were busy delivering groceries all morning and afternoon, which left him too tired to participate in the Pogues’ usual swimming session. You hadn’t heard a peep from the blonde since he left your house, and it wasn’t out of the ordinary that you two would spend a chunk of time out of communication, but now you were more aware of his presence (and lack of) than before. 

Kiara was the first to notice your strange demeanor when you were unusually quiet. You were both sitting on the couch in the living room with John B. and Pope mindlessly talking about a video game that had come out recently. JJ had yet to show up and you were overthinking what hanging out with your friends would be like after you and JJ had kissed. 

“Why are you acting weird?” Kiara said after you had ignored her calling your name for the third time. Your head snapped to her. 

“I’m not acting weird,” you mumbled, fixing your posture to sit up straight. Kiara squinted her eyes. 

“You are. You can’t hold eye contact and you’re not making fun of John B. and Pope talking about video games,” she said. You licked your lips and tried your hardest to think about what you’d do if this were any other situation where you had slipped into a daydream, but there was no use. This girl could read you like a good book. 

“I met a guy,” you said quietly. You swore her eyes were about to pop out of their sockets. “It was when I waited for your shift to be over. We talked a little and then he asked for my number.” Kiara swatted your arm. 

“And you didn’t tell me?”

“I was going to say something,” you said, “but I wanted to see if he was gonna text me first before I said anything.”

“Did he?” You nodded shyly and bit your lip. 

“We went out on a date a few nights ago and watched the sun set on the beach.” Kiara let out a quiet shriek and swatted your arm one more time. 

“That’s so cute! Okay, I’ll forgive you for not saying anything because that’s one hell of a date. What’s his name?” You looked down at your hands. 

“His name’s Trent,” you replied. “Really, and I mean really, good looking. Well over six feet and he always seems to look like he wakes up without needing to brush his hair.” 

“Tall and handsome,” Kiara teased. You blushed.

“He’s here for the next three weeks learning about his dad’s business, or something. I don’t want to bother him too much because he’s technically here on business.” 

“Oh, I get it,” Kiara said, leaning back. By now, John B. and Pope had gone to the kitchen and Kiara had disregarded her whispering tone. 

“I just don’t want to annoy him by constantly asking him to hang out with me, you know?” Kiara nodded. “I don’t want to blow it either. He’s so cute and from what I can tell, really nice.” 

“You always have to be careful,” she replied. “I know he seems nice right now but you never know if something’s gonna happen.” You nodded, grateful for her supportiveness. 

“Oh, of course,” you said. “If it makes you feel any better, I can text you before I go out with him again?” Kiara thought about it. 

“Actually, that’s not a bad idea. Just text me when you leave and when you come back?” You nodded and sat in a comfortable silence before Kiara spoke again. “Did you guys kiss?” 

“No,” you said sheepishly. “I, uh, haven’t told him that I haven’t had my first kiss.” You didn’t bother telling her about your first kiss occurring with JJ. “I mean, not that he needs to know or that it’s a big deal.” She shrugged nonchalantly. 

“True,” she replied. “When are you seeing him next?”

“Tonight. He offered to buy me dinner from the hotel he’s staying at,” you said with a blush. “I’m gonna meet him there” 

“He’s not picking you up?” 

“Well I don’t want him to know where I live just yet.” 

“Okay,” Kiara said, nodding. “I’ll give you that one.” 

“You don’t want who to know where you live?” Pope asked as he emerged from the kitchen holding a glass of water and popcorn in his hand. 

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First Time - John B Routledge

Request: Could you write a John b imagine where y’all have been dating for a while and he wants to take the next step in the relationship (do the dirty lol) but he doesn’t know your a virgin so you distance yourself from him a little bit and he’s all worried that he did something wrong. But when he asks kie she tells him that his gf is a virgin and is afraid she won’t be good enough and live up to his past hookups. You finally tell him and then y’all do it (smut?) and it’s all cute/romantic/fluffy. 

A/N: Smut.

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You and John B had a ‘full disclosure’ relationship. He didn’t want any secrets and neither did you. In theory it was a great idea, in practice it was a little harder to manage. And it wasn’t so much that you were keeping a secret from him as you were just withholding information that was immediately important to the future of your relationship. 

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Okay but that cherry thing is wicked hard for me 😳🥺 but of course JJ can do it! Would you add me to the tag list on the next part😍 I absolutely adore where this is about to go

the art of kissing (1)

summary: upon realizing you lack skills in the bedroom when a touron asks you out on a date, you turn to jj, a self-proclaimed sexual deviant, for help.

warnings: mentions of sex and general awkwardness. 

notes: the response to the sneak peek made maddie and me super happy, and we’re excited to share this with all of you! happy reading, my cherries. 

co-authored with @storiesbymads!

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It was a recurring joke within your friend group that you were the least experienced out of the bunch. JJ first joked about it when you shied away from him after he had made a comment about a Touron he had spent the previous night with. The Pogues had long since branded you as the innocent one; you had yet to go on your first date, have your first kiss, nor had you lost your virginity. John B. always seized the opportunity to tease you about it and you found his boyish antics to be quite annoying. 

You never gave much thought about your firsts, or lack thereof, until you watched all of your friends experience theirs. Kiara’s first kiss was with a Kook who moved off of the island. John B’s first fling occurred one summer with a Touron and it lasted about a month and a half. JJ’s first kiss and first time having sex occurred in the same night. Pope’s first girlfriend, which lasted a solid five months, occurred in his second year of high school. The conversation regarding your love life hadn’t crossed your mind until, one night, all of the Pogues had cancelled plans in favor of spending time with someone else. You sat in your lonesome bedroom and spent too much time thinking about if you were behind. 

You think it’s nearly impossible to go to a kegger or have a normal day at the beach without someone teasing you. If you stared too long at someone, you could bet on Pope, JJ, or John B. making a snide comment and hear them encourage you to talk to them. You knew this game well. They’d tease you, you’d roll your eyes and feel somewhat embarrassed, and then they forgot about it. You were just the innocent one because you could barely keep a straight face when talking about sex and never chimed into any of their conversations. Kiara was a bit forgiving, but even she had her fair share of jokes. Sex and dating wasn’t something that was at the forefront of your mind. 

However, your thought process began to change when an incredibly attractive man had asked for your number while you were waiting for Kiara to finish her shift at The Wreck. You put his number in your phone and he apologized for having to leave the restaurant so quickly, but he promised to call you tomorrow. If you were being honest with yourself, you weren’t holding your breath to an empty promise but the stranger, who went by the name of Trent, called you around lunch time and offered to take you on a date later that evening. You decided against telling your friends and enjoyed the date without much thought about the rambunctious teens who’d take this opportunity to tease you about it. 

The date was simple – a picnic on the beach before the sun set with baskets of food and other snacks to enjoy as you got to know each other. He explained that he would be on the island for the next three weeks with his father, learning the family business, and that he wanted nothing more than to spend his spare time with you, if you’d have him. He walked you to your car, kissed your cheek, and you said yes. Just like that, your next date was set. You’d be back with him tomorrow night. 

But upon driving back to your house, you realized you knew nothing about boys or dating them. You had no example to follow, no prior experience, and God knows you were never going to follow John B’s advice about dating teenage boys, even if he was the person you’d most likely get advice from. 

You knew JJ would be at the Chateau. You turned your car around back to The Cut and hoped to find him there. 

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Would you tag me for the next part pleaaaase? I cannot wait to read it 

Practice Makes Perfect

                                                    A Touch of Lips;

               Birds twittered outside the window, and sunlight leaked through the slits in your blind. You could feel the warm body underneath you. Head resting on a chest which rose and fell peacefully, you tilted your head up, hands coming to rest underneath your chin as you stared at the blonde. His face was so peaceful, still marred with painful looking bruises and cuts; his eyes covered from you in sleep, but his mouth was quirked slightly a smile painted on them even in unconsciousness, his lips looking so inviting that you couldn’t restrain yourself. You pushed up on your hands on his chest and placed a gentle kiss upon him. It was only supposed to be a peck, but when he began to respond it soon turned into a lazy series of smooches.

               “Well that’s an amazing way to wake up..” JJ whispered against your lips, not wishing to part from you for too long, you both were smiling into the kisses. You shuffled off of him slightly, wrapping you arms around his middle and snuggling into him, as your arms rearranged around him you brushed against his lower body- feeling his hardness against you made you blush madly at the memory of last night. You could remember the way he felt in your hands and the desperate noises he whimpered out as you pushed him closer to his release. As the hay images flittered across your mind’s eye you felt a rush of heat flow through you and settle in between your legs. JJ stiffened at the brief contact, the slightest brush of hands or lips and it sent him in to a bubble of lust. His lips moving more furiously over your own- hands ventured along bodies- whispered moans filled the heady air surrounding you both. Until there was a knock on your bedroom door, you pulled away from JJ quickly, rolling to the side and off him before pushing him off the bed as the door opened to reveal your father.

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