#jj and john b

[loonylupinblack3]

JJ: Why doesn’t Kiara find me sexy when I bite my lip?

John B: What do you look like when you bite your lip?

JJ: *bites lip*

John B: ...Have you considered biting your bottom lip instead?

[diamondsunbursts-and-marblehalls]

I know half of John b died with jj and he’ll never be able to get that back. They were each other’s day one. Best friends from the beginning, the closest thing either of them had to real family. I think that’s the worst part of this whole thing and I can’t stop thinking about it.

[jjxkiaraxpopexcleoxjohnbxsarah]

My Home Is You And You're Always Here. The rain isn't just soaking him wet, it is mingling with the tears that are also blurring his vision and he knows, he knows he shouldn't use his bike in this condition, not with his legs and arms and everywhere shaking, but he needs out now, he needs to get to home right now. He needs to escape the shouts and kicks and punches and-

JJ lets out another sob as he struggles with fastening his helmet and instead hurls it across the muddy yard because he doesn't care anymore, doesn't care if he gets there alive or not as long as he leaves this stupid place, as long as he leaves his stupid dad. His hands swipe at his face aggressively but the tears keep coming or maybe it is the rain or maybe it's both, he's lost all sense right now and all he can feel is the stinging of his split lip and the bruise that is slowly but surely forming under his left eye.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/61156543

[1heartfanfics]

Hi! Would u be willing to write a John b and Jj sickfic. Where John b gets sick a little while after his add goes missing and is throwing up and has a fever and is just super out of it and ends up breaking down and crying about his dads? Maybe he starts feeling sick at school and dips out of class and Jj follows him and drives him home in the Twinkie when he realizes what’s going on? You can also write it however you want ! :)

They were in the middle of math class when John B suddenly bolted from his chair and darted out of the classroom. Mr. Johnson looked up from the book he was reading at his desk while the class worked on their assignments, but didn't say anything.

He turned to look at Kie, then Pope to see if either of them knew what was up with John B but they both gave him a clueless look and a shrug. He felt his phone buzz after a moment though and pulled it out of his pocket under the desk.

To: Pope, JJ From: Kie Should someone go check on him?

'I got it' JJ quickly sent back. He didn't wait to see their responses before he got up and walked out of the classroom too. Mr. Johnson would probably call the office or something since a second student had walked out of his class, but to be honest JJ didn't really give a fuck.

He glanced down both hallways, trying to decide which way he thought John B would've gone, but then he heard the loud retching coming from the bathroom down the left hall. Shit.

JJ jogged over to the bathroom. "John B? It's JJ," he said as he pushed open the door.

John B answered with a gag and a splash, making JJ wince in sympathy. He took a quick stock of the situation and was relieved to find that they were at least alone in the bathroom. John B was in the first stall on his knees, door cracked open as he obviously hadn't had time to lock it.

"Hey man," JJ said, knocking on the stall door as he pushed it open. John B just groaned. He was slumped over the toilet, head resting on his forearm on top of the seat. His tank top was damp with sweat down his back, but JJ could see him shaking.

JJ crouched down behind him, putting a hand on his shoulder. When he received no resistance from the contact, he reached up to feel his friend's forehead, confirming what he already knew; fever.

"John B you with me?" JJ asked.

"Yeah," John B croaked, not lifting his head.

"Good. That's a start. You done in here?" JJ asked.

John B just shrugged slightly.

"I'm gonna take that as a yes. Come on, we gotta get you up off this floor man, this shit's nasty," JJ said, grabbing John B under one arm.

John B didn't say anything, but let JJ manhandle him away from the toilet and into a standing position. He didn't feel very stable, so JJ helped him lean against the side of the stall for support while he reached forward to flush the toilet.

JJ grabbed John B's wrist and pulled his arm around his own shoulders to prop him up, then wrapped his other arm around John B's waist. Together they slowly made their way out of the bathroom and into the hallway.

"JJ please don' make me go back," John B mumbled, head lolling against JJ's shoulder.

"We're not going back dude, I'm taking you home," JJ said, more dragging John B than anything at this point. Thankfully they were able to get out of the side door to the school without anyone stopping them. By the time they made it out to the twinkie, John B was looking pretty green.

"You gonna puke again?" JJ asked as he hauled open the passenger door. John B shook his head but the look on his face was not reassuring.

He managed to get John B into the car, then opened the door to the back to dig around for someone to use as a puke bag. Thankfully, he found a plastic bag that seemed to be hole-free and passed it to John B before heading around to the drivers side.

Normally, John B didn't let him drive the twinkie, but this was an unusual circumstance. John B certainly wasn't in any condition to be driving.

His phone buzzed in his pocket as he started the car.

To: JJ From: Kie Everything okay?

'Not exactly. Taking John B home' he typed back. He knew she would have more questions, but he wanted to focus on getting John B home first.

They had barely made it out of the parking lot when John B pitched forward to hurl into the plastic bag. "Shit," JJ muttered under his breath, reaching over to give John B's shoulder a squeeze. He was happy he'd thought to get him a bag or they would've had a mess to deal with later.

"You're alright man, we'll be home soon," JJ said. He was trying to focus on the road, but he spared a glance at his friend and was immediately worried. John B was paperwhite, panting over the bag with his eyes closed.

"Hey, you're not gonna pass out on me are you?" he asked, giving John B's shoulder a careful shake.

"No," John B breathed, easing the panic in JJ's chest a little. Maybe he was a little out of his league here.

Thankfully they made it to the chateau without John B puking again or passing out, which was a relief. JJ parked as close to the house as he could without risking getting stuck in the mud, then got out and walked around to help John B out. As soon as he opened John B's door though, he practically fell out of the car, landing on his knees with a retch.

"Aw jesus JB," JJ muttered, kneeling down next to his friend to rub his back as he puked his guts up again. How did he even have anything left?

"Fuck," John B gasped when he was finally able to catch his breath.

"Let's get you inside dude, think you can walk?" JJ asked, ready to carry him if he needed to. JJ was a lot stronger than he looked.

"Yeah," John B nodded, "Gonna need some help though," he added.

"Yep, I've got you brother," JJ said, looping an arm under John B's to haul him to his feet. As soon as he was upright, John B slumped against JJ's side. "You still with me?" JJ paused to make sure his friend was still conscious.

John B gave a non-committal hum of a response, which wasn't overly reassuring, but it would have to do. JJ more or less dragged John B into the chateau and deposited him as gracefully as possible onto the couch.

"Alright I'm gonna go get some stuff for you. Try not to puke in the next five minutes, okay?" JJ said. John B answered with a groan as JJ headed back out to the front room. He returned a minute later with a trash can and a cup of water.

"Here man, drink some of this," JJ said, sitting down at the edge of the bed.

John B shook his head, rolling over on his side to curl in on himself. He looked so small.

"Look man, I know you don't feel good but you're gonna get dehydrated, you gotta drink some water," JJ tried again.

"I want my dad," John B said quietly.

JJ felt like his heart stopped for a second. Shit. John B hadn't been sick since his dad disappeared, he realized.

"I know buddy," JJ said, reaching out to place a gentle hand on John B's shoulder. They were both quiet for a minute until John B sniffled, breaking the silence. He was crying.

"JJ I'm scared," John B said, tears pouring down his cheeks.

"Aw hey, it's gonna be okay-" JJ started, but was cut off by a sob as John B reached for him. "Okay, alright, I've gotcha," JJ said, wrapping his arms around John B.

And so JJ held his friend, rocking them slowly back and forth as John B sobbed into his shoulder. He vaguely worried that John B might puke on him since he was sick and so worked up, but he decided it didn't really matter. John B needed him. For once JJ wasn't the one needing to be put back together. And after John B had done it so many times for him; taking care of him when he got too drunk or hungover, patching him up when he took a particularly bad beating at home; JJ owed him this, and so much more.

[they-call-me-whiskey]

JJ's words may have been cruel, but they were a hundred percent true.

[obx-incorrect-quotes]

JJ: I got an idea!

John B: Does it involve breaking the law?

JJ: By now don’t you think that’s a given?

John B: I was just trying to be optimistic.

JJ: Don’t bother.

[legendsofsmallville]

And another one :)

[lis4ux]

Together Chapter 47 Sneak Peak Snippet

Alright! You all voted for JJ/John B(at least they're in the lead lol) That means you are getting a portion that is way farther into the chapter than I originally planned to give, therefore will know a lot more, you sly dogs lol. Also way less of a cliff hanger then if I were deciding, believe it or not! 😭

Let me know what you think and if this is something you'd like to see again. Kinda fun to see what people would like and give you some things early.

-Lis 🖤

Anna was at the ER not even fifteen minutes after they were. Apparently she got concerned when Mike called and asked after Kie. Told her their child wasn't responding to phone calls and when Mike suddenly also went radio silent she became worried enough to go to the Wreck herself.

Can imagine what she found.

Now she sits opposite her husband, running a soothing hand over his back. JJ clocks the gesture. It reminds him of Kie. How her gentle hands always comforted him. What he wouldn't give for them now.

"JJ," John B's voice rings in his head. He thinks he's hallucinating when he looks up and sees his best friend pausing. John B looks at the Carreras before walking over and kneeling beside him.

"What are you doing here?"

John B blinks. "You called me, man," he reminds.

He did? He thinks back, scrunching his face as he recalls a frantic phone call to his brother from the back of Shoupe's truck, not even knowing what he was saying. Rarely has JJ reached out to anyone for help directly, aside from Kie. He was so distressed he didn't know what he was doing.

"Hey," John B says, hands coming to his shoulders. He again looks over at Anna and Mike, who aren't really paying him any attention. They look far too lost in their own world to notice he's even here. "Hey, JJ," he says again, patting his face to get his attention. "What happened?"

JJ's panicked phone call to him was more anxiety inducing than informative. It was hard to even make out anything he was saying over his cries and begs for help. For a minute John B thought JJ was the one that was in trouble. And then he said something about Kie and heading to the hospital. Took John B all of ten seconds to get in the Twinkie and make his way over.

JJ sighs out an anxious exhale. His chest feels like it's being gripped from the inside. He thinks it would hurt less to have his limb amputated. He stares at his shorts before he answers, not able to look at his brother.

"Kie's um," he sniffles. "Kie's hurt real bad."

"What do you mean?" John B demands, looking around, like she's in the room with them to give her own assessment.

"I—" JJ doesn't even know how to say it out loud. It was all so sickening. How could this happen? "S-sh-she was closing the Wreck," he pushes out. "Travis attacked her."

John B's eyes widen in shock before JJ reaches for him, wanting--needing someone to comfort him. "Please," he pleads. "Tell me she's going to be okay, I need someone to tell me she's gonna be okay."

John B isn't prepared for the kind of emotional vulnerability coming from his brother. It's childlike and fragile. It's not the tough exterior he usually sees.

Begs the question, what the hell happened to Kie that got him this...scared?

"Course she is, Jay," John B says immediately, embracing him back. "She's gonna be fine."

She had to be. There was no world where Kie wouldn't be okay. Right?

[nightmarettd]

Missing them

[justanotherpersonwhowrites]

Welcome To My Humble Abode

Big John had finally agreed to let JJ come over for to their house to hang out. Something John B had been begging for since they first met halfway through second grade and after their official declaration of becoming best friends at the start of third grade. But despite the begging, Big John never relented, telling his kid — who would promptly relay the information to JJ — that he didn’t want anyone over who might break something. Which translated to “I don’t want to lose any of my precious research on the Royal Merchant that is way more important than my son’s happiness.” At least that’s what John B said it meant. But finally, after three years of persistence, Big John relented and JJ was heading home with his best friend. And JJ was…excited. Sure. He was curious to see his best buds home, know what his room looked like, where John B spent his days away from JJ. He also knew that homes could be sketchy. OR The first time JJ visits John B's house and the first time John B visits JJ's

“Ta-da!” John B suddenly exploded arm shooting out in front of him. “That’s it! That’s the Chateau!”

JJ took it in, eyes wide. The house was big! Nothing like the ones on Figure Eight, but compared to JJ’s own house this place looked like a castle. Relatively secluded from anyone, surrounded by the odd tree and a lot of land, and the house was gunning for Kook attention.

“Why’d you never tell me you were a Kook?” JJ asked, turning an accusing look on John B, though there was laughter hidden behind his eyes.

John B shoved his shoulder, pushing JJ slightly off balance. “I’m not a Kook, J” He warned, laughter spilling from his lips as well.

They approached the house in relative silence after that. JJ taking in his surroundings. It was a nice piece of land, close to the water, buried behind trees and hidden from other houses around. It felt secluded, but not in the way his home did. This felt peaceful, nothing about the lot screamed “I’m ominous, avoid me as often as possible!”

When they approached the steps some minutes later, Big John was standing in the doorway waiting. He was a big man, bigger than JJ’s own father, with a strong build and a firm face. Not a mean looking face, but not a particularly nice looking one either. And even though JJ had met him before — in town, or on the occasion that he took John B someplace and allowed JJ to tag along — today felt different, like the man was sizing him up to see if he would be easy prey. JJ felt a lump rise in his throat and his feet freeze in place on the top step.

“Good afternoon, sir,” JJ mumbled, ducking his head to try to still his heart's insistent pounding.

“Good afternoon, JJ. How was school?”

JJ looked up quickly, trying to assess whether the question was directed at John B or himself, but when his best friend made no move to answer he decided to do so himself. “It was pretty good…sir. We…uh….” JJ tried to think of something they covered. “We learned stuff,” he finished lamely.

Big John didn’t seem to appreciate that answer as his mouth pressed into a thin line. “We can only hope,” he mumbled in that way adults do when they think children’s hearing is less developed than their own. JJ ignored the words anyway.

Ao3 FFN

[s0urw00lfsrants]

Being a girl is: wanting to go to bed early but deciding to just get on tumblr/wattpad/Ao3 for a little bit and then end up finding a fic series that you really like and read until well past your usual bedtime then keeping on because it’s already past your bedtime. Then being mad when you wake up in the morning because you overslept your timer.

[diamondsunbursts-and-marblehalls]

JJ and John B.

JJ was ready to get into a shootout with the cops, ending up dead or in prison, to keep John B out of custody, and safe.

John B was willing to let himself get caught (something he almost died trying to avoid) to protect JJ from the life he thought he would end up in eventually anyway.

My best friend since the 3rd grade.

[jjxkiaraxpopexcleoxjohnbxsarah]

JJ And John B Against The World

It is always and will always be JJ and John B, John B and JJ against the world. OR What if things turned out differently on Neville's boat in Season 3 Happy Anniversary episode? (This is my longest one-shot yet, I am so proud)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/61414603

[rana030]

Pov: you're reading fanfiction and suddenly y/n starts to call him daddy

[obx-incorrect-quotes]

Kiara: How late were you up last night?

John B & JJ simultaneously: Me?

Kiara: No, not you two. You stay up late all the time.

Kiara, to Pope: You.

[tpwk1321]

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Outer Banks (TV) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: JJ Maybank & John B. Routledge, Sarah Cameron & JJ Maybank, Kiara "Kie" Carrera/JJ Maybank, Pope Heyward/JJ Maybank, Cleo & JJ Maybank, Sarah Cameron/John B. Routledge, Cleo/Pope Heyward, Rafe Cameron & Sarah Cameron Characters: JJ Maybank, John B. Routledge, Sarah Cameron, Pope Heyward, Cleo (Outer Banks), Rafe Cameron, Original Routledge Character(s) (Outer Banks) Additional Tags: JJ Maybank Needs a Hug, Hurt JJ Maybank, Pogues (Outer Banks), Poguelandia | The Desert Island (Outer Banks), John B. Routledge Needs a Hug, Sarah Cameron Needs a Hug, Sarah Cameron & JJ Maybank Friendship, JJ Maybank Loves Kiara "Kie" Carrera, Married Sarah Cameron/John B. Routledge, Parents Sarah Cameron/John B. Routledge, JJ Maybank Needs Love, P4L | Pogues For Life (Outer Banks), Found Family, JJ Maybank & John B. Routledge are Best Friends, Survival, Airplane Crashes, Hurt/Comfort, Hurt, Wheelchairs, Paralysis, Blood and Injury, Major Character Injury, Permanent Injury, Disability, Physical Disability, Scars, Insecurity, Trauma, Friendship, Crash Landing, Angst, Rafe Cameron Redemption, Rafe Cameron Needs a Hug, Blindness, JJ Maybank Lives Summary:

Months after finding the blue crown, the Pogues return to poguelandia, the island they once called paradise, hoping for a vacation to celebrate their win after all the treasure hunting. But when a plane crash lands JJ Maybank in a world where he can no longer move, sarah Cameron in a world where she has to life with severe burns on her face, and Rafe Cameron in a world with partial blindness, their plans unravel. Stranded and fighting for survival, they must navigate the crushing weight of loss, love, and the struggle to hold on to each other.