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satelitis · 1 year

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DIANA, WHAT LETTER?! — give me a character and a scenario and i will write you a letter from that character!!

omg omg could i get this w john b <3 maybe a fluffy confession letter?? mwah mwah

DIANA, WHAT LETTER?! — give me a character and a scenario and i will write you a letter from that character!!

omg ofc ofc <33 mwah mwah hope you like it!! didn’t know if you would be a pogue but i made it that way js for the sake of the letter <3

june,

i don’t really know how to write this because i’m haven’t written a letter since 4th grade pen-pals but i’ll try my best.

i like you, i really like you. and i know the rule about no pogue on pogue macking but i just can’t help it. ever since i layed eyes on you i thought you were the most gorgeous girl ever.

this is so fucking cheesy but fuck it. i don’t wanna be friends i wanna be more than friends j. i wanna kiss you and hug you, and love you forever long you allow me to. i’ll be there on the worst nights and the early mornings and i’ll be there for you 110% of the time.

you’re the most amazing girl i’ve ever layed eyes on and i’m so lucky to have you, even if we are just friends. even if you don’t feel the same way, i just wanted you to know, i’ll be here.

always and forever,

john booker routledge.

#🍂—dal’s autumn celly!!

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spinningintheshadows · 2 years

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You’re Invited!

I’ve decided to host a “Christmas Party” or, a writing challenge. You can join now through December 31st, but entries must be posted by January 5th.

All pieces will be reblog under the tag “#RTN XMAS PARTY 🎄”

Below the cut is more information including:

• Who I am accepting pieces about.

• Prompts

How to enter:

Look through the prompts, look through the people, and pick a couple prompts and a person. Send me an ask, so I can put you down. That simple.

Then when you post your fic, tag me (or tag with the RTN XMAS PARTY 🎄 tag) and I will reblog it here :)

Scenarios

Decorating the tree

Dancing in the snow

Present shopping

Gift giving

Wrapping gifts

Making a gingerbread house

Building a snowman

Snowball fight

Sledding

Mistletoe

Christmas cookies

Christmas market

Watching Christmas movies

Christmas Party

Going ice skating

Dancing to Christmas music

Fake dating for Christmas

Secret Santa

New Years Kiss

Meeting the family for the first time

Found family Christmas

Looking at Christmas lights

Messing up gift tags

Christmas cards!!

Snowed in

Unique traditions

Holiday Traffic

Holiday marriage proposal

Dialogue:

“Stop trying to get me to walk under the mistletoe”

“That should be our Christmas card this year”

“Why’d you turn the music off?”

“I know we said no presents this year but”

“I hate Christmas shopping” - “I love Christmas shopping!”

“Do you want to put the star on top of the tree?”

“What do you think? Like the tree?”

“Open your stocking!”

“It’s snowing!”

“What are you doing?” - “making a snow angel”

“Do people still even believe in Santa?”

“You’d make a cute elf”

“Is that supposed to be a snowman?”

“This is the best gift you could have given me”

“Please don’t make wear this, I look ridiculous”

“I thought you were going home for Christmas?” “Well I couldn’t leave you alone.”

“Hey, if we don’t find someone by midnight…you and me…maybe?” - “Ask me properly and I might consider it.”

“You look beautiful in the snow”

“It’s bold of you to assume I haven’t eaten my entire advent calendar.”

“Christmas hot chocolate is not normal hot chocolate. Where are the marshmallows?”

“You’re my Christmas angel.” - “Wow that was…intense.” - “Just take the compliment.”

“Will you make me a hot chocolate?” - “Name all the reindeer and I will.”

“You're being awfully sarcastic for someone dangling upside down in a mess of tinsel."

“So, you’ve never been kissed under mistletoe?” “Actually, I’ve never been kissed at all.”

“Have you ever wrapped a present before?” “…Why do you ask?”

“You know it’s an ugly Christmas sweater contest, not a ‘Medusa turning people to stone’ hideous Christmas sweater contest, right?”

“Wait, is every piece of Christmas decor you own Nightmare Before Christmas themed?” “…maybe”

“You knit me a sweater for christmas and i realized I’m in love with you”

Who you can write about

(Outer Banks)

• Rafe Cameron

• JJ Maybank

• Topper Thornton

• John B Routledge

(9-1-1)

• Eddie Diaz

• Evan “Buck” Buckley

• Howie “Chimney” Han

• Henrietta “Hen” Wilson

(note: Buddie, Henren, Maddie/Chimney, and FireFam are also acceptable)

(Stranger Things)

• Eddie Munson

• Steve Harrington

(Marvel)

• Bucky Barnes

• Steve Rogers

• Sam Wilson

• Peter Parker

(Actors)

• Chase Stokes

• Rudy Pankow

• Tom Holland

• Sebastian Stan

• Chris Evans

• Drew Starkey

• Austin North

Tagging people who might be interested or can spread it around: @teelagurl558 @pankhoeforlife @pankowperfection @mackenzielovee @kraekat29 @wannabestarkeysgirl @paradisehamilton @fiction-is-life

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just-jordie-things · 4 years

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Pesky Feelings - John B Routledge

word count: 4238 warnings: swearing, two oblivious lovesick idiots summary: thornton!reader and John B are your typical childhood best friends, which comes along with your typical angst of secretly being in love and not knowing how to admit it :) request: @killerwasteland: I'm here with another idea for a John b : avoiding him like the plague after confessing your feelings and him tryna get you to talk to him because you didn't even give him the chance to say whether he reciprocated the feelings (+ bonus points if they're childhood best friends + extra bonus points if she's topper's sister) (a/n): ok I love this, and also john b is a major dork of a bf ___

“Can we talk?” (y/n) had asked quietly, grabbing onto her friend’s wrist softly, hoping he wouldn’t freak out at those three dreaded words.

John B didn’t freak out, he simply nodded, and followed her away from the party, so that they could have some privacy. There was nothing that (y/n) could ever say to him that would freak him out.

She was his best friend, he loved her, and he trusted her with his life. So he remained calm as they found a decent spot to talk privately, where the music wasn’t loud, and no one could really see them and make judgmental assumptions.

(y/n) sucked in a deep breath, letting go of his wrist as her hands tangled together. It was a nervous tic of hers, one that John B recognized, but even still, he was calm as he placed his hands over hers soothingly.

“What’s up?” He asked, ever so laid back.

She was thankful that he was such an easy going guy, it definitely made what she was about to say next a little easier.

“I just… um I wanted to tell you that… that I…” She licks her lips as she trails off, anxiety bubbling up inside of her like water that was about to boil over a pot.

John B doesn’t say anything, he doesn’t want to rush her and make her more nervous than she clearly already was. But he couldn’t deny that he was on the edge of his seat, dying on the inside of curiosity. He does his best not to show it, though.

“Look you don’t have to say anything, or- or feel the same way I just wanted you to know how I feel and that I… I really like you,” Her eyes flicker up to his, glossy and apprehensive. “I like you as more than a friend” She said more clearly.

John B opened his mouth to reply, and it should have been an easy response, but it wasn’t. He froze up completely, his hands stiffening over her own and his eyes blowing wide as he stood their speechlessly.

But while he was too bashful to know what to say, the pit in (y/n’s) stomach was trying to swallow her whole, and suddenly she wished a hole would open up below her and just suck her into the earth, out of this situation.

“Oh my god,” She mumbled, realizing what she’d just done. “Oh my god, I- I’m so sorry-”

She started to back away, pulling her hands out of John B’s, eyes scanning over the party in hopes to find someone that she could flock to.

“Wait, (y/n)-”

“I’m gonna go- yeah- I’m gonna head out”

She’s speed walking away from him before he can find the lick of sense to grab her hand and pull her back towards him, hold onto her and never ever let go.

“(y/n)!” He called after her, but she just waved goodbye, and went into the crowd to tell her brother she was going home, with or without him.

He was the one with the car, but she would run all the way to the Figure Eight if she had to right now. ___

(y/n) rolled over in her bed, pushing her face into her pillow and letting out a frustrated cry. No words came out, it’s just that when she thought about that night, the amount of cringe she felt took over her whole body.

“Okay, calm down,” Kiara said through the speaker of her phone.

They’d been Facetiming for the last half hour or so, but it was difficult for (y/n) to focus on any of the topics they tried to talk about when her mind was constantly reminding her of the biggest failure she’s ever experienced.

“It’s not that bad, (y/n)” Kie added.

“Not that bad?” (y/n) repeated, lifting her head to look at the screen. “It’s terrible. He was my best friend- what the fuck was I thinking?”

“You had a bit to drink, alcohol is liquid courage you know,” Kiara said, only half-joking. “And he’d been holding your hand all night, (y/n/n), that’s reasonable evidence that he liked you back-”

“Not reasonable enough apparently!” (y/n) shrieked. “I can’t believe I actually thought he would ever like me-”

“Hey,” Topper came into the room without bothering to knock, an annoyed look on his face. “Could you keep it down? Rafe and I are trying to-”

“Get the fuck out,” (y/n) grumbled, chucking a stuffed animal from her at him. “I’m going through something” She added.

Topper rolled his eyes at her.

“Really? He was just a Pogue (y/n), I don’t get why you hang out with them”

They’d had this argument pretty much every day their whole lives. Topper could be a good brother sometimes, he’d pick up dinner for her, drive her to the keggers on the beach, and he was definitely protective of her. But that didn’t mean his personality had a gold star next to it.

He was definitely your average Kook, if not a little worse. It could really get under (y/n’s) skin at times, but recently she’d just decided to ignore it. It was much easier to ignore it anyways, because then it would go away.

“Get out” She repeated, throwing a pillow at him this time.

He didn’t say anything, just shook his head and left.

“Wow,” Kiara groaned through the phone. “He sucks”

“I know,” (y/n) agreed. “But he just doesn’t get it. He doesn’t know John B like I do. He doesn’t know any of you guys like I do”

Kiara understood that the Thornton siblings had a major disconnect when it came to who they spent their time with. Anyone with eyes could see the difference in character between (y/n) and Topper.

In fact, when people met (y/n), they expected the whole family to be as sweet and charismatic as her. But they were almost always left disappointed.

“You should just come talk to him,” Kiara said, getting back on topic. “No matter what happens, or what he says, you know that he’ll be understanding. He doesn’t want you to feel hurt or left out”

“I know,” (y/n) huffed. “I know I just.. I don’t think I can see him yet. It won’t feel the same for me like it does for him. He’ll say that nothing has to change but… it will. It will for me”

Kiara frowned, but she understood where her friend was coming from.

She just also knew that John B had to feel the same way. There was no way that he’d been sweet on her all this time and didn’t have feelings. She’d known the pair all their lives, and for as long as she’d known them, John B had a soft spot for the Kook girl. It was the one constant in the group.

“I should have just listened to the rule, and kept my mouth shut. No Pogue on Pogue macking. It’s there for a reason. This is the exact fucking reason- hold on I’m getting a call”

“From who?”

(y/n) stared at the screen for a moment, her heart melting at the picture that she’d set for John B’s contact. It was them when they were in middle school, they looked dorky and very out of style, but it was sweet. They were going to their first school dance, and their parents had begged them to take a picture before they went, this picture.

John B had eagerly thrown his arms around her, hugging her tightly like he always did. He had a big cheesy and toothy grin on his face, which was adorable when you looked at the rest of the picture, seeing his crooked bowtie.

(y/n) had hugged him back, a bit more warily, and the smile on her face was softer. You could see the blush on her cheeks when you really studied the picture.

“John B,” (y/n) answered after snapping out of her daze, and hit the decline call option. “Sorry, I’m back”

“What? Girl, why didn’t you answer?”

“Because, like I said, it’s weird now-”

“He was probably calling you to invite you to a late night ride on the boat,” Kiara said, always the voice of reason to everyone in the group.

Sometimes she was convinced she was the only one with any brain cells.

“You should call him back” She stated.

“No way, I’m gonna wait,” (y/n) replied. “I can’t talk to him right now, I’ll clam up, or stutter, and it’ll be embarrassing”

“Who cares?” Kiara half-shouted. “He obviously wants to talk to you”

“But what if its about-”

“Does it matter what it’s about?” Kiara cut her off, “Him wanting to talk to you is a good sign either way”

“Well, he’s been calling me all week” (y/n) admitted, looking away from the screen.

“All week? Jesus (y/n/n), you’re probably freaking the boy out-”

“I know!” (y/n) cried, shoving her face back into her pillow. “This is all so stupid. This is like- high school drama stupid. I feel like an idiot”

“No offense babe, but you are an idiot,” Kie giggled. “I love you, but you're so oblivious”

“Am I?” (y/n) muttered, voice muffled by the pillow.

“Yes, without a doubt,” Kiara said, still laughing light heartedly. “Do you even remember when I met you guys?”

Kiara had been a new student at Kildare Elementary in the second grade. The first day was always the worst, but luckily by recess, she met a nice boy with messy hair and a friendly smile.

They had been playing on the swingset together for a little while, asking the ridiculous questions you ask other seven year olds when you’re becoming friends. Most of their conversation had been about the Power Rangers, until another girl came up to the swings.

John B hopped off his immediately so the short (y/h/c) haired girl could swing. She’d thanked him with an equally friendly smile as she sat on the swing, and waited for him to push her because she hadn’t been very good at swinging up high like he was.

“This is Kiara, she’s new,” John B introduced. “And this is (y/n),” He told Kiara. “You can be friends with her too, but she’s my best friend, so you can’t have her”

(y/n) had giggled at that, but hopped off the swing so that she could hug the new girl.

“We can all be best friends,” She’d announced. “There’s nothing wrong with having two best friends”

John B had pouted for a bit, but as their playdates turned into the three of them, and eventually they met two other boys, he was okay with having other friends around.

As long as (y/n) always picked him to be partners in hide and seek, and as long as she always laid her sleeping bag next to his, then he wouldn’t complain.

The girls were Kooks, and the boys were Pogues, but all their lives, it hadn’t mattered. (y/n) had never really thought twice about it, even when her brother would be kind of a jerk, or when other Kooks would pick on the group in high school, she never second guessed her friendship with them, her love for them. They were all her best friends, John B had just always been something more than that. Something beyond best. He was priority number one, and looking back on it, she’d always loved him.

“Don’t you remember?” Kiara asked again, bringing (y/n) back from the memories of their early childhood together. “You’ve been attached at the hip since like, kindergarden,” She reminded with a laugh. “He didn’t even want to share you with anyone, and honestly, he still doesn’t. That night of the party? He dragged you with him everywhere”

“He just doesn’t like when girls hit on him” (y/n) shrugged nonchalantly.

“Yeah, but he can probably go to the bathroom on his own”

All night, John B had been filling up cups at the keg with one hand, and the other had been tangled in (y/n’s). He’d had a bit to drink, and it wasn’t uncommon for him to get more affectionate after three beets, so (y/n) hadn’t thought much of it.

And she wasn’t about to complain about a boy she liked holding her hand.

But even when Kiara took over running the keg, and the other Pogues hung out, dancing around and smoking together, his hand hadn’t let go of hers. He always had a good excuse.

He didn’t like when Touron girls hit on him, he didn’t want to lose her in the crowd, he wanted to make sure she was safe by his side, no matter what he’d say, (y/n) would go along with it. But that night had been different.

He started to take her with him towards the Chateau, and she’d stopped him once she realized where he was heading.

“John B, I wanna keep partying” She said with a pout.

“Yeah, I just have to pee” He’d replied, rather honest. Five drink John B was a pretty honest dude.

“Pee by yourself” (y/n) giggled as a cringe crossed her features. She started to take her hand out of his, but he was quick to grab hold of it again.

“Wait- no, I don’t wanna go alone” He whined, pulling her against his chest.

(y/n’s) pout remained, but she followed him anyways with a reluctant ‘fine’.

“I don’t wanna hold your hand while you pee though,” She’d told him once they got to the house. “That’s weird, and kinda gross”

“Fine” John B muttered like it bothered him, making her laugh.

“You’re such a weirdo John B,” She said, and stood outside the bathroom door as he went in. She quickly shut the door when he unzipped his pants, a shriek leaving her throat. “Close the fucking door you dork!” She yelled, slamming the door shut for him, bursting into a fit of giggles at how weird he was at five drinks.

He usually didn’t drink much at these things, he liked to keep an eye on the party, and man the keg to make sure everyone was being safe with their underage drinking.

But for some reason tonight was different.

JJ stumbled past (y/n), a girl on his arm, and he almost kept walking to the guest room before he realized it was (y/n) standing there.

“What are you doin’ inside?” He asked, while the pretty brunette Touron was macking on his neck.

“John B had to pee” (y/n) shrugged back at him, trying her best to keep eye contact with him, and not look at the girl who was furiously sucking on his neck.

“You guys are weird,” JJ said, shaking his head before continuing to lead his hookup to his designated room.

But he said one last thing to her before shutting the door behind him.

“Maybe you should tell him you’re in love with him”

(y/n) had laughed it off, just as John B came out of the bathroom, but the words sat at the front of her mind all night, until eventually, she thought ‘why not?’ and just went for it.

Huge mistake.

“I don’t know why I listened to JJ,” (y/n) muttered in irritation. “Idiotic”

(y/n’s) phone buzzed, and she clicked on the notification.

[ John Booker ] : please call me back?

She typed back some bullshit excuse that she was busy right now, but she’d try to call him later. It was a lie, she knew damn well she wasn’t going to call him.

“You’re looking at this all wrong” Kiara told her. “You’re only seeing things from your point of view, you need to think of it from John B’s”

“I did, it made me feel worse”

“Not really though. Did you ever wonder why he clung to you all night? Even when he went to the bathroom? Or why he doesn’t like other girls flirting with him?”

She brought up good points, and (y/n’s) heart skipped a beat as she listened, but she’d learned not to have too much hope when it came to other people’s feelings, because you never really know.

“I think you should call him back. Or go over, he’s home now I think”

“Kie, you have way too much faith in me,” She mumbled, picking at the blankets on her bed. “I think I’ve been scarred for life, I don’t think I’ll ever-”

She was cut off by a tapping on her window, but when she turned to see what it was, there was nothing there, so she ignored it and went back to Facetime.

“-I don’t think I’ll ever make a move again-” She finished, but there was another tap on the window.

Still nothing.

It was strange that it happened twice, but she didn’t feel like getting out of bed, so she pretended it was nothing.

“That’s kind of ridiculous, don’t you think?” Kiara teased. “Besides, who else would you make a move on anyways?”

“Hey” (y/n) mumbled, offended by the comment.

“Come on, there’s no one for you but John B, you can admit it,” Her friend laughed. “And there’s still a chance…”

Whatever she started to say, (y/n) couldn’t hear, because her phone lit up with a bunch of texts at once.

[ John Booker ] : i know you’re holed up in your room, would you come to the window already?

[ John Booker ] : i’m outside

[ John Booker ] : hurry up juliet

(y/n’s) heart nearly stopped in her chest.

“... and who knows? Maybe you just have to give him some time-”

“Oh my god, Kie-” (y/n) cut her off, scrambling off her bed.

“What? What’s wrong?”

“He’s here”

“Who?”

“John B, he’s here” (y/n) stated, and hurried over to her window.

Sure enough, standing outside two stories down, was John B, still throwing pebbles at her window like he was in some teen rom-com.

“Oh shit,” Kiara giggled. “Go talk to him!”

When John B reared back to throw another rock, he noticed (y/n) was there this time, and his whole face broke out into a grin.

“Finally!” He hollered, throwing his arms up in the air.

“Oh my god” (y/n) mumbled.

Kiara was still laughing through the phone while (y/n) unlocked her window and slid it open, leaning out of it as she looked down at him.

“What the hell are you doing here?” She asked, making him bark out a laugh.

“You weren’t answering me! Now are you coming down or not?”

“I-” She started to say something, but he spoke up again.

“Don’t make me climb up there, Juliet” He said with a laugh.

“Stop calling me that,” (y/n) replied, but she couldn’t help the laugh she let out. “I’ll be down in just a second”

With that, she retreated into her room, staring at her phone, hoping Kiara would give her literally any advice right now.

“Just go talk to him, you dork,” Kiara said. “And call me later. Love you! Bye-!”

“Wait, Kie-!”

But her phone beeped as Kiara hung up, and she was left staring at her Facetime call log.

She stuffed her phone in her pocket as she went out the front door, and rounded the corner to the side of the house, where John B was sitting in her yard, waiting patiently for her arrival.

“Oh good,” He smiled as he saw her, standing up and brushing the grass off his shorts. “I thought I was gonna have to scale two stories, and last time I came over and did that I fell”

“Yeah, I remember,” (y/n) said with a soft chuckle. “I thought you died or something, you laid there for so long-”

“Why have you been avoiding me?” He said suddenly, cutting right to the reason he came over.

(y/n) froze up, anxiety flooding over her like a tidal wave.

“Did you… did you not mean it?” He asked in a quieter voice.

“Not mean it?” (y/n) mumbled back, her heart sinking in her chest as she thought about it. “Why would I say something like that and not mean it?”

“I don’t know, I don’t know what to think I mean- you say something like that and then you ran off and I haven’t seen you for a week”

“I- I’ve been busy” She mumbled uselessly.

It was pointless to lie to him, she’s known him her whole life, he could read her like a book. Any emotion she felt was like a headline on her forehead, easy for him to see and respond to.

“That’s bullshit,” He called her out, but he let out a small laugh after, letting her know he didn’t mean it to be hurtful. “But… don’t you want to know how I feel? About you?” He asked her, stepping closer.

“Um, not really” She answered, her hands beginning to wring together.

“Not really?” He laughed again in surprise.

(y/n) shook her head, her eyes meeting his, even though she felt small and bashful under his gaze. She knew it would be weird now, different, this is exactly how she expected to feel when she saw him again.

“No, I- I don’t want you to reject me, or pity me- we can just ignore it completely-” She started to explain herself, but John B laughed again, so she stopped. “Why are you laughing?”

“Because, for being my best friend, I really don’t understand you sometimes,” John B answered. “Why did you think I was going to reject you?”

(y/n’s) brows furrowed, and she gained some confidence from the annoyance she was currently feeling towards him. How dare he be a cheeky asshole right now? Couldn’t he see how terrible she felt? How anxious she felt?

“Because,” She argued. “I told you how I felt about you, and you didn’t say anything! Hell, you didn’t react at all”

“That doesn’t mean-”

“John B, that sucked,” She continued.

Might as well be honest with him now. If it was the answer he wanted, then fine. She had nothing left to lose right? She’d thrown all dignity out the window last weekend at the kegger. Why not her pride too?

“Do you know how embarrassing that was? I still want to be your friend, of course I do, but it was a mistake, I shouldn’t have-”

“You worry too much” John B said, and before she could react, probably by yelling some more, he crossed the space between them and kissed her.

She instantly swallowed her words and melted into his touch. All anxieties and worries that she’d ruined their friendship washed away, and all that mattered was him.

Her arms practically flew around his neck as she reached up on the tips of her toes to reach him properly. John B lost his balance at the sudden movements, stumbling for a moment, but he quickly stabilized them.

His hands cupped around her cheeks, keeping her close as their lips met again and again, and in all honestly, they both planned on standing outside all night and macking on each other. They’d waited this long.

John B’s lips were just so warm and welcoming, they were easy for her to get attached to, and probably addicted to.

“Hey! No macking on Pogues!”

Unfortunately, Topper ruined the good mood.

(y/n) whirled around, catching sight of her brother as he was heading to his car. She flipped him off, and stuck her tongue out for good measure. It made John B laugh, despite Topper’s usual asshole-ness.

Topper just returned the gesture, but got in his car and left anyway. (y/n) just hoped he was getting tired of keeping up the bad blood between the Figure Eight and The Cut.

When he left, she turned back to John B, a smile playing on her lips as she wrapped her small hands around his wrists.

“Now that he’s gone… wanna go inside and finish what we started?” She asked, only half teasing.

John B eagerly nodded, stealing another kiss from her.

“Abso-fuckin-lutely,” He said, and followed her out of the yard. “But later we have to go back to mine, I told JJ and Pope that we’d hang out later tonight after we settled… this” He explained, gesturing between them.

“Wow, you were that certain you were gonna get the girl, huh?” (y/n) joked.

As they went inside, he shut the door behind him, and immediately grabbed her by the hips, pulling her flush against his chest. The action made her cheeks flush red, and she bit her lip shyly.

“I mean, the girl did admit that she was hopelessly in love with me-”

“That’s not what I said-”

“And that she would just die if she couldn’t be with me, and she’s probably been waiting to kiss me for like, what has it been ten whole years?”

“John B,” (y/n) scolded, swatting half-heartedly at his chest. “I didn’t say any of that”

“Out loud,” He corrected. “You were definitely thinking it. I could tell”

She rolled her eyes as her hands took hold of the collar of his shirt.

“Just shut up and kiss me, dork” ___

xoxo ~ jordie

#outer banks #outer banks fanfiction #john b #john b x reader #john b routledge #john b routledge x reader #john b routledge imagine #john b routledge scenario #john b imagine

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drewcline · 4 years

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okay sarah and john b would become my otp if the show made them realize in season 2 that they went too fast and a lot of angst would be ideal and then make them break up, then they would have to slowly realize that they do love each other but there are complications along the way so theres a lot of pining and THEN make them make up and be together again.

#hi obx writers do this #they fell in love in like three days pack it up #im pretty sure they are gonna do something like this #john b routledge #john b routledge scenario #sarah cameron #sarah cameron scenario #outer banks scenario #outer banks #obx #obx scenarios

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hanluex · 2 years

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[❀] ────────── JJ MAYBANK

— manner legs, teacher voice and time-outs

— brother's best friend

— love to me

[❀] ────────── RAFE CAMERON

— no airpods for you

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sweetwithsomextraspice · 3 years

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Eyes On You || JJ Maybank

Request are open!!

Pair: JJ Maybank x fem!reader

Song; Love On The Brain-Rhianna

Warning; Slight swearing, thigh riding

Backstory; Y/n was at a bonfire on the beach with the Pogues until things escalate when JJ pulls you away from the crowd

You laid on the soft cushions of John B’s couch as you let out a frustrated sigh. Something happened earlier and it fucked you up. You live on the cut with your friends with a group called the Pogues which consists of John B, Pope, Kiara, Sarah, and JJ. While you all were hanging out earlier on the beach, JJ pulled you aside from the bonfire just to have a “little chat”. Mainly he wanted to get away from the group so he could smoke his joint without getting criticized for it. You would usually join him since you didn’t want to get caught smoking due to you being labeled as the “innocent one” of the group. You already knew the rest of them would make a big deal about it and bug you constantly for the rest of the week, especially John. JJ was known for always drinking and smoking so if they smelled the weed on your clothes, they would assume it came from him. During this walk however, he confessed that he had his eyes on you for a while. You assumed it was a joke and that he was just high, that was until he leaned in and kissed you softly. You pulled away due to the shock you felt, creating an awkward ambiance between us. He let out a panicked apology, but you tried to calm him down.

However, you couldn’t stop thinking about it. The feeling of dread washing over your body. You already had been obsessing over him for a while. You were such a goody two shoes that you followed some childish rules created by a group of childish friends. You looked over at the room which JJ was staying in and frowned, the feeling of lust flooding through your blood as you imagined yourself kissing him longer. You were struggling to keep yourself from walking up to the door and kiss him again, yet you didn’t want to do that in John B’s house. Especially with the chance of being caught, but the intoxicating feeling of his lips touching yours overtook your worries as you got off of the couch and hesitantly walked over to JJ’s door. You held up your closed fist up to the door and bit your lip anxiously.

Considering this may be the only time you could ever have this opportunity, you knocked shyly, yet firmly, on the his door. There was a silence for a few seconds before I heard shuffling on the bed and the creaking floor as a pair of feet walked up to the door. The shadow of a figure emerged from the little crack under the door, then the door slowly creaked open. You could see the blonde male’s tired face through the crack. “Y/n?” He asked in a sleepy mutter. You cleared my throat, the feeling growing more and more overwhelming. You opened the door more before walking in, he stepped back obviously confused. “What are you doing?” He asked in a confused tone as you shut the door gently and turned to face him.

You said in a whisper, “I want to talk about the thing that happened.” You took a pause before looking away for a split second. “The whole kiss thing,” you shyly spoke before facing him again. You watched as he covered his face, letting out a frustrated groan before speaking.

“Like I said earlier, I’m sorry for that. I let my emotions get the best of me and broke your boundaries.” His voice was muffled at first since he had his face covered by his hands. He then pulled them away just to look off to the side. He clearly didn’t want to face you at a time like this.

You took a step up to his taller body and gently wrapped your hands around his wrists. “JJ,” you softly said. He turned his soft blue eyes to look at your face. He had a worried frown on his face as he awaited for your response. “I’m not mad. I quite frankly enjoyed it.” The words quickly caused a confused expression to appear on his face. You couldn’t help but giggle at the facial expression. “JJ, I like you too. I’ve had my eyes on you for a while and I can’t go another day without you knowing that.” You looked down at his chest before turning your attention back to his confused face. “Stop looking at me like that!” You said through laughs.

Eventually a relieved smile appeared on his face instead of a puzzled frown. Your laughing dialed down before you looked away. You took a sharp breath in, the silence becoming uncomfortable. You let go of his right wrist before bringing your right hand up to his face. You ran your fingertips along his jawline as you heard his breaths hitch. You watched your hand softly caress his jawline before looking into his soft eyes. You glanced down at his parted lips. Then you admired his freckled face as you grew anxious of kissing him, but the tension was becoming too much for you to handle. You looked back at his lips before leaning in slowly and placing a soft passionate kiss on his lips. Slowly the grip of your left hand became loose as you brought your hand up to the other side of his face. Your eyes were gently shut as you felt his soft warm lips against yours.

You could feel as his hands traveled their way up to your waist, the feeling of him pulling you in comforted you. Eventually you pulled away since you became out of breath and looked up at his reddened face. He let out a nervous chuckle before gulping, “wow..um.” The bashful male stuttered, you laughed a bit due to his nervousness. “That felt nice.” The male was finally soft spoken for once. You had never seen him this way.

“It did,” you responded in the same tone. “What now?” You could still taste the alcohol on his lips. His eyes darted down your body as you could feel the anxiety rush over you. You could feel his burly arms pick you up. You let out a quiet yelp as he did so. He sat you down on the bed, you adjusted your position to be more comfortable. You leaned your back against the head of the bed. He crawled on top of you before placing another kiss on your soft lips. Just his small kisses gave you butterflies, you grew more and more intoxicated by his lips and by his touch. Your arousal turned him on as well. Before you knew it, you could hear the sound of him and your clothes hitting the ground.

He ran his cold fingertips up the sides of your waist as he placed his hands onto your covered breasts. A shaky breath leaving your lips. He kneaded your breasts with his hands, the bra still covering you up. You felt teased by this motion before letting out a bit of a whine. He puts a hand over your mouth so the rest of the Pogues can’t hear you two.

He pulled your bra straps down, he then exposed your bare breasts before locking his lips around it. You let out a muffled screamed into his hand, you felt the male sucking and gently nibbling on your right nipple. He placed wet kisses all over your body, he looked up before giving me a devious smile. “I’ll please you so good.” He whispered. He kissed you on the stomach, the cold air blowing against the remaining saliva on your body sent chills up your spine.

After teasing you for a while, you get the courage to ask for what you want. “JJ,” you say. It was muffled yet he could hear it was his name. He pulled his hand away from your mouth, now covered in your spit and raised an eyebrow as he smiles slyly. “I want you to sit normally.” You get up from the bed and watched as he followed your simple instructions. You get back on the bed and crawl up to him. You look down at his thigh, you look back up and him then at his thigh.

The thought finally clicked in his head, you wanted to ride on his thigh to pleasure yourself. “Go for it,” His rasped voice consented. You got on top of him, his thigh in between yours. You then placed your panties covered pussy on his bare thigh. You bucked your hips back and forth, feeling the cloth rub against your clit. You couldn’t get over the feeling, you wanted to feel it more and more. The satisfaction you felt as you moved your hips faster, little whimpers leaving your closed lips. He let out a few grunts before placing his hands on your hips.

You continued moving your lower body back and forth, the warm feeling growing hotter and hotter. His hands ran down your thighs, gripping onto them tightly, you continued to move your hips. You cried out his name, the feeling growing more and more arousing. You could feel your muscles tense up as you kept humping his thigh. He let out more grunts before saying, “fuck, y/n!” He bit his lip and furrowed his eyebrows. You continued humping and whining. The feeling of your core warming up. You could feel your pussy grow more and more wet as you jerked your hips. Finally, you felt as your body finally released after minutes of humping.

You breathed heavily as you got up off of him, your wet panties. “Fuck!” You groaned. You looked up at him anxiously, you and him laughed a bit. “Well Imma clean up a bit..” you awkwardly chuckled before grabbing your clothes and putting them on.

“Well good night, y/n.” He did kissy lips at you which caused you to laugh. You put your clothes on.

“Good night, JJ.” You said as you left.

#fanfic #obx fanfiction #obx imagine #jj maybank #jj x reader #obx smut #outer banks smut #outer banks #pope heyward #kiara outer banks #john b routledge #sarah cameron #imagines #fiction #scenarios #fanfiction #smut fanfiction #fanfic smut

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archieism · 4 years

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I also have thought about the you’re gonna end up just like your dad line, I get why JJ wouldn’t love being compared to his dad because of obvious reasons and because I get the feeling he is scared he might end up being just like him no matter what he does but John B, why does he get so mad?? His dad doesn’t seem so awful?? it could be that by saying that JJ is implying that he’ll end up dead just like him but he doesn’t seem to give a fuck about dying throughout the show so...I don’t get it 😂

you make a decent points, though because of them, i don’t think jj meant character-wise either. i do think he meant john b would wind up dead if he didn’t stop chasing after gold that nobody, even professionals, over centuries had been able to find. but i think that’s why it made john b so upset; cause (i’m pretty sure lol) at that point in the show, jb didn’t have definitive proof his dad was dead yet. he was still allowed that sliver of hope his dad was just missing, or off in hiding due to the same guys that were trying to kill john b being after him too or something. and to have jj so clearly imply otherwise, even in concern for him, while still dissuading him from pursuing what he probably sees as his legacy to carry at this point with all the arrows pointed toward his dad having left this chase for him to follow, it pissed him off, as most other allusions to the same did in the show.

the idea that his dad might actually be dead even after a whole year of the idea probably bouncing around in his mind is a touchy one that his friends only hesitantly bring up, even after a whole year. i think as early as ep1, the show established it as trigger point for him, and jj probably brought it up in the hopes it would snap john b out of it but instead it just triggered that defensiveness of his dad still being alive and jb’s cause to follow the trail left behind.

#anonymous #answered #me vs overanalyzing the smallest interactions #it is INTERESTING to me #like all the pogues tbh but i have a soft spot for jb and jj's interactions #i do think john b was in denial literally the entire season until that One Episode #denial requires a defense against reality and it's implications #it requires a defensiveness to exist #and we see it get more and more fragile as the show progresses #so even when his best friend brings it up to do nothing but HELP him he still lashes out because he feels like he can't entertain it #not for a second #or else the entire precarious scenario he's chosen to believe as an alternative to his dad just being dead shatters #rip me i thought of this on the spot lmao thank u for the ask anon <3 #i love picking apart otherwise tiny throwaway instances #also jj not wanting to end up like his dad is DEPRESSING to me but also 100% realistic bc abuse is often a cycle that gets passed down #so that line thrown back at him with the same amount of concern but with entire different meanings.......... that shit hurted <3 #outer banks #john b routledge #jj maybank #meta

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accd123 · 4 years

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JJ from Outer Banks blurb:

summary: you find him crying after his dad hurts him

You found him sitting out on the dock alone. The backpack he always carried slung over his shoulder was laid at his side. You couldn’t see his face, but you there was no way you couldn’t recognize the tan, shaggy haired boy before you. It was odd, finding him here all alone. Normally he’d be out on the water with John B, though his childhood best friend was nowhere to be seen.

“Whatcha doin’ down there JJ?” You called teasingly, jogging your way to the end of the dock where he sat. The only response you got was a sudden flinch as his head tilted slightly at your words. Frowning, you slowed to a walk, confused at his lack of enthusiasm.

The closer you came, you noted the rigidness of his stature. “You okay?” You spoke again, this time more softly. He didn’t spare you a glance as you dropped to a crouch beside him, merely nodding. You figured he was still pouty from earlier when John B ditched him to hang out with Sarah. Sighing you took a seat, nudging his ribs light heartedly. The playful poke got a reaction out of the boy, though not the one you expected. He drug in a raspy breath, instantly recoiling from your touch.

“Woah, woah, I’m sorry. What did I do?” You questioned, leaning to look at his face. For the first time you caught a glimpse of his face, noting the black eye and bleeding mouth. “What the hell, JJ! What did you do? Was it Rafe and Topper?” You sputtered, grabbing his jaw and forcing him to look at you.

His glassy gaze met your own, but he didn’t speak. All you got was a meek shake of his head. “Who was it then? You have to tell me. I can only help you fight back if you tell me.” He stiffened at your words.

“You can’t help me.” The words were soft, a quiet, wheezing whisper. A scoff fell from your lips.

“Like hell I can’t. Who did this to you?” It had to be a kook. If it wasn’t Rafe, it could’ve been any of the others. They hated him.

“No.” He breathed softly. “You don’t understand.” His words didn’t make any sense. You understood alright. The kooks came for your people. Not only did they come for your own, they came for JJ. There was no way you were letting them get away with it.

“Jay, this is the last time I’m going to ask who did it. You need to tell me” you’re cut off mid sentence.

“No! Listen to me god damnit, there is not a thing you can do to help me. Look at me right now! My father did this - there is nothing you can do to fight back.” His composure faltered, like it often did when he got upset. You sat stunned, hands falling from his dirty, tear streaked cheeks.

“I- I can’t take this anymore, fuck. I almost did it, you know.” He grabbed the bag shaking it in his fist. You didn’t need to look, you knew what was in the bag. There was nothing else to say. You grabbed the trembling boy, pulling him to your chest. Within seconds, your t-shirt was soaked with tears. It made sense, the more you thought about it. You knew his dad was a terrible father. His arms wrapped around your waist, clinging to you like it was life or death.

“Please don’t leave me.” He hiccuped, burying his face in the crook of your neck. His words nearly shattered your heart.

“I’m right here. I’m not going anywhere, JJ. I gotcha.” You murmured, pressing a soft kiss into his hair. You trailed your fingers up and down his back, continuing to whisper in his ear soothingly.

The two of you sat for a while in silence, rocking back and forth in the sunset. Over time his sobs softened into sniffles, and his shoulders heaved a little less. He raised his head, meeting your gaze. You cupped his cheek, feeling him lean into your touch. “How about we go get you all cleaned up, hm?” You hummed, holding out you hand. Pausing in a moment of hesitation, he groaned, but took your hand.

After an hour or so, you’d cleaned up most of the injuries and gotten him to take a shower. Once he was in fresh clothes, you crawled into bed, laying side by side. It was entirely silent for a couple of minutes, the two of you starting at each other in silence. You trailed your fingers along his bruised cheek, wishing you could’ve taken the blows in his place.

“Thank you.” JJ murmured out of the blue pressing a kiss to your open palm.

“Of course. I’m always here. Promise.” He gave a sleepy smile at your words, closing his baby blue eyes. You nuzzled his neck, pressing a kiss to his warm skin. “Go to sleep JJ. I’ll be here in the morning too.”

#drabbles #imagines #scenarios #oneshots #outer banks #fluff #angst with a happy ending #jj maybank #john b routledge #writing #blurb

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moonbraat · 4 years

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i will start to post some oneshots, one with each main character of obx, starting with kiara (as requested 💕) sooo be aware ❣️❣️

#outer banks #obx #outer banks scenario #outer banks x reader #outer banks imagines #jj x reader #pope x reader #john b x reader #sarah x reader #kiara x reader #jj maybank #john b routledge #pope heyward #sarah cameron #kiara carrera

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nymphie-mama · 2 years

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reputation

pairing: John B Routledge x Maybank!reader

summary: in which john b has a reputation of being good in bed, and Y/N wants proof.

warnings: car sex, vaginal sex, kissing, john b is a whore, underage drinking/somewhat drunk sex, squirting

A/N: reader is JJ’s sister,,, yes I know this is not an ideal family situation but it works best for the scenario

WC: 903

John B is good in bed; at least that’s the word in figure eight. Y/N has heard the rumors about her and her brother’s best friend when it came to his area of expertise. John B and the guys found it hilarious, the reputation he had built for himself; whereas Y/N found herself clammy at the mention.

Not because John B was her friend, but because she was jealous of the girls who had a chance with him. She was sure he saw her as a sister, the same way he saw JJ as a brother. Even after Big John disappeared, it wasn’t uncommon for Y/N and her brother to find girls entering and leaving the chateau on the weekend. She couldn’t help but be envious; those girls should’ve been her.

However, she finds herself just somewhat tipsy at a party, as well as particularly hostile. John B is tipping his ear towards a girl’s mouth and grinning away. Her face heated up familiarly as she stared and downed the last of her drink; barely swallowing before making her way across the beach to him. Swallowing her pride aligns with it. Miraculously, his eyes meet hers and proceed to look her up and down, a grin forming into a smirk.

“Hey, JB?” she asked, putting on her most innocent doe eyes and high pitch, “I hate to interrupt this little thing, but I need to talk to you.” Y/N grabbed his hand, pulling him away, but he didn’t protest.

“What’s up, Y/N?” he said, laughing as they walked between two houses, Y/N putting her hands on his shoulders and leaning him against the side of the house. “Wow, were you jealous?”

“Shh- I really hope the rumors are true, or this will be worth nothing,” she said, attaching her mouth to his, waiting for him to let go.

“JJ is going to kill me for this,” he said, mouth barely off of hers before deepening it. His hands wrapped around her waist, cupping her ass. She welcomed him, pushing her body closer to his and putting her hands in his long hair. Her thigh, touching his just right could feel his cock getting hard beneath her.

They continued kissing for a few moments; hearts thumping heavily and in sync until John B pushed himself off the wall and brought her legs around his waist, not quite breaking the kiss.

“Where are you taking me?” Y/N laughed, putting her head on his shoulder and wrapping her arms around his neck.

“Twinkie. Much better than the side of a random person’s house.” He set Y/N back on her feet to unlock and open the back of the van and got her in it gently, crawling in after her. He brought his hands under her shirt, making her gasp at the warm sensation. She lay down in the van, his mouth coming back to hers, this time with more hunger and his grip on her to tighten.

As his hand slid down to her hip, her back arched just a little, “Please, John B.”

“Are you sure, sweetheart?” he asked, propping himself on his elbow, licking his lips, and gazing at her with dark eyes.

“It’s all I want.” Maybe it was her intoxication fading, but she was only now realizing how out of character she was being. Too late now.

John B rushed to take off his jeans and boxers, his hard cock springing against his abdomen before he put on a condom and pull off her clothes. Left in her bra and panties, he admired her, smiling before hooking his fore and middle finger in the hem of her underwear and dragging his ring finger through her folds. “You’re so wet, Y/N. Because of me?” he teased.

“Stop teasing,” she said, bucking her hips at him. He discarded her panties elsewhere, aligning his head with her entrance and slowly sinking in. His hands fell to her sides on the floor of the car, hers on his chest and legs wrapping around him so he’d be closer. “Oh, my god.”

He bottomed out in her, waiting for a sign to move. “Ready?”

“Please, move,” she said, interrupted by a gasp as he pulled almost the whole way out and snapped his hips back to hers. It didn’t take long before he found a rhythm that made her gasp and whine with every hit.

“You sound so pretty,” he said, not stopping his snaps, “Am I making you feel good, sweetheart?”

“God, yes,” she whined, back arching up to him as the coil in her stomach started to snap, “Keep doing that.” His thrusts were perfect, hitting her spongy spot every time.

“Does this feel good?” he said, his finger running circles over her sensitive nerves. Before she could say anything, her body answered for her as the band snapped and her release split over on him. He chuckled, only a few more thrusts and he came too, sighing as he finished.

“Did I just-” she stared at her slick on his legs.

“Oh my god,” he said, looking down as well, “you did. Let’s go home and get you to do that again, wow.”

Y/N threw on Her shirt and panties, getting into the front seat of the van, while John B hurriedly put on his boxers and started the car, speeding home. “JJ really is going to kill me. First, his sister; now I’m leaving him at the party. Lucky, lucky Y/N.”

The rumors about John B are definitely true.

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jeezlouiisee · 3 years

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The Storm

JJ Maybank x Routledge!Reader

Warnings: 18+ ONLY MINORS DNI, body worship, dirty talk, brothers best friend trope, needy!JJ, teasing, oral(fem recieving), face riding, size kink, slight enemies to lovers, creampie, unprotected sex(wrap it up folks)

Request: from @little-lovesick-mess - Hey there I'd love to request some smutty smut smut 😅 for JJ Maybank please ❤️ scenario maybe like, JJ x Routledge!Reader having to prep for storm night at the chateau, waiting for the rest of the Pogues but they are stuck somewhere else. Since JJ x Routledge!Reader are alone and can not leave they finally have to face their feels.... I love a good bit of enemies to lovers.. But feel free to make it up to your likings xx ❤️😘

I made this way longer than I planned on doing, plus I ended up making it more lovey dovey.

-------- “No! Hell no! John B, can’t you guys come back? I mean it’s not that far from the Chateau.” Y/N cried into the phone, glancing over at the stupid blonde haired boy who was grinning from the couch. She put the phone on speaker so JJ could hear what her older brother was saying.

“I’m sorry Y/N, it took longer to get food than we thought and Kie’s parents don’t want us leaving with the storm being so close. You’ll just have to survive without us and deal with being with JJ alone.” JJ simply chuckled, leaning back further into the couch.

“Yeah Y/N. Just deal with JJ.” He whispered to where John B couldn’t hear him. She rolled her eyes, letting out a sigh.

“Are you sure you want to let your baby sister be alone during a storm with your dick head of a best friend?” Y/N asked, trying to reach the overprotective side of John B.

“Y/N.. you’re the only one who thinks JJ is a dick head. Well I mean he is a dickhead but I’m his best friend so I’m allowed to think that.” JJ rolled his eyes.

“You don’t want to be alone with him because you’re going to fuck him!” Sarah screamed through the phone speaker, Y/Ns cheeks turned bright pink. She glanced over at the boy on the couch and he acted as if he was going to throw up. So Y/N flicked him off.

“Sarah seriously? That’s my sister. JJ if you screw her I swear to god I’ll kill you!”

“Ew ew Ew! I’m not going to sleep with JJ okay? If anything he’ll end up dead.”

“Look we’ll call when we’re on our way okay? It’ll be when the storm passes. Is the chateau all boarded up?” John B asked, completely ignoring her statement about killing his best friend.

“Don’t worry John B! I got this place locked down!”

“Good, take care of my girls. I mean it, J.” His girls. Meaning the chateau and Y/N.

“Oh trust me, I’ll take care of ‘em.” He replied, looking straight at her when he did.

“I hate you John B, stay safe.” Y/N exchanged goodbyes with her brother before hanging up.

“You just stay here and I’ll go back to my room. Got it?”

“What’s your issue with me, Y/N? I mean we’re going to be stuck here for hours so we might as well make the most of it.” JJ stood up, walking over to her, standing about a foot away.

“I mean is what Sarah said true? Do you want to fuck me?” She scoffed at that question, her cheeks heating up a bit.

“No I don’t!” Y/N was a terrible liar. But JJ was a manwhore, nothing was necessarily wrong with that but she didn’t go for manwhores because she didn’t like one night stands. JJ was the king of one night stands.

“Ya know, babydoll. You’re a terrible liar.” He smirked, taking another step towards her which made her take a step back. They repeated this until Y/Ns back was pressed against the wall.

“JJ, listen. You don’t like me like that.. alright? I mean I’m your best friend's little sister. You’ve known me since I was in the 1st grade. Maybe you think you like me because of the whole danger of it because John B would kill you but let’s be real. I annoy you and I cannot stand you.” She lied yet again, trying to brush back him but he just pushed her back against the wall.

“You’re literally joking right?” JJ scoffed, putting a hand on her cheek.

“Trust me, I know I like you. Besides, I also know that you like me back. Sure we bicker but it’s only because we just want to rip each other’s clothes off. Right?” He glanced down at her lips, his thumb slowly tracing over the bottom lip. Y/N couldn’t believe she was about to do this.

She darted her tongue out to softly press against the pad of his thumb, her eyes looking up into his innocently. JJs eyes went wide, pressing against her as he slid his thumb into her mouth.

“Oh baby doll. You just keep surprising me don't you?” She simply batted her eyelashes a few times before quickly pushing him away and storming into her bedroom. She quickly closed and locked the door, sliding down it as she breathed heavily. She was supposed to hate JJ Maybank, or at least not want to fuck him. He was her older brother's best friend. She shouldn’t want him to bend her over the couch and just have his way with her. But she did. Holy shit she did.

“Y/N! Come on, I know you liked that. Look, we don't have to tell John B. I mean this can be a one time thing only.” That made it worse, she didn’t want to be another notch in his belt.

“If you want.” She paused, frowning. Did she hear him right?

“What?”

“If you want, it can be a one time thing.” He said softly against the door, she immediately stood up and unlocked the door, yanking it open.

“If I want? Don’t you want it to be a one night stand? I mean aren’t those your thing?” JJ let out a sigh and took his baseball cap off to run his fingers through his hair.

“It is. But with you I don’t want it to be a one time thing.”

“What? So you want fuck buddies or something?” Y/N was completely confused as to what was happening. Did he like her?

“Seriously Y/N? I know you’re smart. You’re Pope smart, you seriously don’t get it? I like you. Like a lot.” No. Hell no. There was no way. JJ was… well JJ.

“As in feelings for me?” She may have been acting a bit dense but she thought he only saw her as John B's little sister. Nothing more nothing less.

“Yes. I have feelings for you and I think you have feelings for me too.” Y/N sucked in a small breath. Did she? Have feelings for JJ? Plus did she believe he actually had feelings for her? Sure thinking back on it he always helped her in and out of the van, or opened a door for her but she thought he was just being nice. He did it with Kie and Sarah, but she didn’t notice him subtly touching them. How his hand would softly graze the small of her back when she walked past him, or how their fingers would brush when he handed her a beer. Maybe he really did like her. He even offered to teach her to surf. He never did that, especially since John B normally excluded you from surfing trips unless Kie was around.

So okay yeah. He liked her, and maybe she liked him back. She definitely caught herself staring when he mowed the lawn outside the chateau when he was shirtless. How adorable he looked when he grinned so big that his canines poked through. She loved how incredibly loyal he was, how he could always make her laugh so hard her stomach hurt.

“Okay… yeah. I have feelings for you too.” She finally confessed after what felt like hours to JJ. He took a few steps over to her before putting his hand back to her cheek like it had just been a few moments ago.

“If you don’t want this. Stop me.” He mumbled as he started to lean in, his lips barely ghosting hers.

“Stop me, Y/N.” He didn’t actually want her to stop him, but he wouldn’t force her into something she didn’t want.

“I’m not going to stop you JJ… I want this. I want you..” She whispered against his lips before wrapping her arms around his neck and finally bringing their lips together. JJ made a noise in the back of his throat, as if kissing her was something he’d been waiting for his whole life. He walked backwards with her, one hand on the small of her back as he gently laid her down on the bed. Y/N wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling his hips against hers. He kept the kiss soft and slow, sliding his tongue into her mouth. He explored her mouth with his tongue as if he didn’t memorize the taste of her he’d combust. Y/N was definitely feeling breathless, trying to keep the same pace as the kiss but she was feeling light headed, how passionately he was treating her.

“J, s-slow down. Y-You’re driving me crazy.” JJ pulled away from her lips to kiss down her neck chuckling against the skin.

“Am I too much for you, baby doll? I just can't help it, been needing you for so long.” He started to kiss down her neck, one hand sliding up her shirt before quickly taking it off. He peppered kisses all over her chest, his hands ghosting against the sides of her hips. She wiggled, biting down on her lip to keep from giggling.

“JJ, stop teasing me, I mean it.” She tried to sound stern but it definitely didn’t work, it just came out like a shaky whisper. She lifted up, taking her bralette off. JJ’s eyes went wide, immediately wrapping his mouth around one of her nipples, sucking on it gently. His hand went to massage the other breast, licking and sucking on her skin. He needed to taste her, he was desperate to touch every inch of her skin. His free hand went to slide into the waist of her sweatpants, his fingers grazing the front of her panties.

“This is still teasing!” She whined out, her hands going to push him onto his back. He let out a groan of frustration but he let her push him anyway, he settled his hands onto her hips. Y/N quickly unbuttoned his shorts. She moved a bit, pulling his shorts down his hips, her eyes popped out of her head. Why wasn’t he wearing underwear?! Her cheeks heated up at the sight of his length, he was bigger than she expected.

“I-I, I don’t think that will fit.. I mean I’m…” Everyone in the friend group knew she had only been with a few people, so she wasn’t too experienced.

“Don’t worry, I’ll make it fit.” He quickly took his shirt off, going to pull her sweatpants off. Once they were off he yanked her panties off too. He then pulled her up over to his face, so she was riding his mouth.

“JJ!” She cried out, her fingers tangling into his hair. His lips wrapped around her clit as a finger slowly slid into her. She was already pretty slick but JJ knew he needed to prep her more. He sucked and licked on her clit, addicted to the taste of her the moment his lips found her juices. He slowly added another finger, curling them to hit the spot inside her. Which he definitely did, Y/N’s hips bucked, slowly getting closer to her high. JJ grinned against her, thrusting his fingers into her a bit faster, he could feel her starting to squeeze him even more than she already was which seemed impossible because she was already so tight.

“Come on beautiful, cum around my fingers I know you want too, it’ll help so I can fit my big cock inside of you.” Y/N cried out at his words, pushing her over the edge as she came around his fingers. He smirked, pulling his fingers out and putting them into Y/N’s mouth. She eagerly started sucking her juices off of them, staring down into his eyes.

“Ride me. Show me how much you hate me.” He teased, winking at her. She simply blushed again and crawled down his body. She was definitely nervous but she could definitely do this. She grabbed his length, positioning herself over his length before slowly sliding down, one hand gripping his chest as she moaned softly.

“Oh, J. You’re spreading me wide open, you're so big.” She cried out, continuing until he was fully seated inside of her. JJ was groaning, his hands squeezing her hips so tightly it was bound to leave marks. Y/N looked down at him, her eyes fluttering as she started to slowly rise up and down his length, her hips rocking as she did. She rested both hands on his chest, her legs already shaking. She wasn’t used to his size.

“You’re so tight, baby doll. You’re shaking, do you need me to help you huh? Help you ride my cock so I can spread you open huh?” She nodded quickly, her hips sputtering. So JJ moved his hands to cup her ass, moving up and down his length, his hips thrusting up every time he moved her down onto him which caused him to get deep inside of her. Y/N’s eyes started to roll into the back of her head, her nails scratching down his chest. He was leaving bruises and she was leaving scratches. Their way of marking each other as theirs.

“JJ, I’m so close!” JJ needed a better position to fully fuck her the way he wanted, so he lifted her off of him, placing her on her stomach and hovering over her. He kissed her shoulder, lifting her hips up to get a better angle and slowly sliding back into her with a groan.

“Fuck, I’m spreading you open so much more at this angle.” Y’N nodded, rocking her hips back to meet her thrusts, she tried to move her hand between her legs to get to her clit but he moved her hand away. He reached between her thighs, thrusting harder into her as he started to rub her clit at a slow torturous pace. His other hand was gripping her ass, his lips peppering all over her back.

“So big holy shit, I’m gonna….” She cried his name out loudly as she came for the second time, her legs twitching a bit. JJ kept his lips against her back, his hips starting the flutter at the feel of her tightening around her. He gripped her hips tighter, continuing to thrust harder as he got closer.

“Y/N where do you want it? Where do you want my cum, beautiful?” He asked with his lips against the shell of her ear. She whined, arching her back.

“In me, I’m on birth control. It's fine. I want to feel you fill me, please, J.” She begged, her words egged him on as he finished inside her. He kept kissing her back, her shoulders, his fingers in her hair. He wanted to touch her at all times.

“That was amazing.” He mumbled against her skin, his fingers massaged her skin. Y/N nodded her head in agreement, smiling at the feeling of his hands all over her skin. Suddenly there was a crack of thunder, causing both JJ and Y/N to jump.

“I forgot about the storm.” She laughed, leaning back to look at him.

“Want to keep going?” He asked with a grin, she nodded as JJ pulled out of her and turned her over.

“We’ve got time thanks to the storm.” She replied as JJ slid back into her for round two.

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