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𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐫𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝓍 𝐟𝐞𝐦 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝓍 𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐣𝐣

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: you didn’t anticipate on your first tattoo being so painful. But luckily for you, you have two hot guys to help you through it.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: smut ahead, 18+ mdni, needles, anxious reader, pet names, fingering, oral (f and m receiving), degradation, dirty talk, boys kissing, daddy kink, unprotected p in v sex and p in a sex, spit roast, double penetration, creampie. {4.9k}

Your palms are sweaty as you walk down the darkened sidewalk, the sun had since set and you were praying that your intended destination hadn't locked its doors. You definitely should have made an appointment, but when scrolling the shop's instagram page you exhaled in relief at the words “walk-ins welcome” in their bio.

The bell atop the door rings loudly, signaling to the empty shop the arrival of a new customer. You take in the aesthetic, and the overall cleanliness of it. The white walls are covered with hand drawn flash art, four black full body chairs sit at every worker's corner and there's a nice, big expensive looking rug underneath a large plush gray couch that lines the wall of the sitting room.

“Welcome in, I’ll be with you in a minute.” A voice calls out from the back of the shop, making your heart rate speed up. You fist your phone in your hand as you walk around gazing over the art pieces, anything to take your mind off the anxious nerves buzzing through your body.

“Sorry to keep you waiting, sweetheart.” You turn towards the voice, a lump in your throat as you lay your eyes on the man you are presuming is going to be sticking a needle into your skin for several minutes. His shaggy blonde hair, blue eyes and pretty dimples almost have you forgetting about the pain you’ve been overthinking all night. “What brings you in, doll?” The pet names instantly have butterflies fluttering in your belly.

“Oh, well i-i wanna get a tattoo.” You can feel the heat rush to your face at your stutter, and you wanna kick yourself for stating the obvious.

“Yeah, that's usually why people come in,” He chuckles teasingly. “So did you have anything in mind or were you looking to get something from one of our flashes?” He probes, noticing the nervous way you’re bouncing on the balls of your feet, in your cute little mary janes.

“I have a picture of what I want on my phone.” You murmur quickly as you begin to scroll through your overly pink and glittery phone. Once you've found it, you show him the design you found after hours of scrolling through the internet last night.

“That’s cute…okay, what about placement?” He asks before running his tongue along his bottom lip.

“Well, I was thinking on my arm..but what do you think? Your uh professional opinion.” You ask nervously, as a figure catches your attention out the side of your eye.

“Yo J, lock the doors and turn off the sign.” The figure commands, as he moves about cleaning up and putting things away. But, just his back alone has your breath hitching; he’s tall, tatted and you can make out his dirty blonde hair that flips out beneath his black baseball cap.

“Yeah man, one second.” He replies back with a clench to his jaw. “Your arm’s a good place for your first tattoo.” He murmurs back, shaking his blonde strands out of his face. “Just give me your I.D and fill out this form for me and I’ll get started on sketching it.” He hands you a form attached to a clipboard as you slide your I.D into his tattooed palm.

Once the form is filled out, the artist leads you to one of those full body chairs, nestled in the corner. You scoot back onto it, so nervous you don’t even think to hold your mini, jean skirt down as it now bunches up at your hips, leaving your white g-string exposed that your best friend bought for you as a joke, that says ‘slippery when wet’ on the crotch.

You’re sitting back, twiddling your thumbs when the boy with the black cap comes into view. He doesn't spare you a glance as he walks up behind your tattooer and slaps him on the back with a look of annoyance.

“I said turn off the sign too bro, didn’t I?” Black cap guy says in a displeased but teasing tone, then he turns around and his shimmery blue eyes fall on you, they roam your body shamelessly and a smirk ticks up onto his lips, he leans an elbow onto the front desk as the artist is hunched over in the black rolling chair, his hand moving in sharp strokes as he sketches.

“How long d’ya think this is gonna take?” He asks all the while his eyes never leave the spot they're burning a hole into, between your thighs. You follow his gaze, snapping them shut so aggressively a loud clap rings out into the shop. Your face is hot to the touch and you're so close to hopping out of the chair and running out, from complete mortification.

“Should be about 20 minutes, why what’s up?” The artist asks, before glancing at you over his shoulder, he sends you a wink as the dimples in his soft cheeks deepen.

“Cool, I’ll just stay til you're done.” He states plainly, before running his tongue over both lips as if he were hungry. That thought causes you to clench your thighs in a not so subtle way, and you're not sure if he catches it, but if the scheming look in his eyes is anything to go by, then it’s a good possibility.

“I thought you said you were meeting that one chi– ow, what the fuck?” You giggle at their antics, and both of their baby blues snap back to you. Unable to take their equally intense gazes, you look down at your lap, both of your hands white knuckling your little skirt. Your baby pink manicured nails digging into the jean fabric.

“Plus, I can’t really trust your ass to close up shop properly.” Black cap guy says with a teasing tut.

“That was one fucking time man, months ago mind you.” Your artist fires back while holding up both of his middle fingers.

Black cap guy saunters over towards you, pulls a rolling chair from one of the other stations and sits directly in front of you.

“Names Rafe,” he states with a slight tilt of his chin, “what’s yours, pretty girl?” The smile he gives you is so sweet, he seems genuinely interested so you give him your name and a smile of your own. His heart swoops from how beautiful it is, and how your name fits you perfectly.

“C’mon, no hitting on the customers.” Your artist says before snorting obnoxiously, as if that rule has never actually applied.

He takes his seat, slips on a pair of black gloves then begins filling tiny cups with ink. Several minutes later, he picks up the tattoo gun and wraps it in plastic wrap before turning it on. The loud buzzing causes you to jump in your seat, Rafe catches the movement and scoots closer to you, “This your first one, baby?” The way these guys effortlessly throw around sweet pet names while talking to you, helps to calm your nerves. "Yeah, first one." You murmur, shyly.

“Alright, you ready to get started sweetheart?” The artist asks as he slaps his two gloved hands together and rubs mischievously. You aren't in the slightest, but you nod your head anyway, hoping to convince yourself in the process.

Rafe seems to be very intune with every look of nervousness that crosses your face, he tilts his head as he asses you, almost like a puppy. “Don’t be nervous, baby. You’re in good hands, I promise, JJ’s gonna take good care of you.” He soothes with a genuine smile.

“Yeah sweet girl, I’ll be gentle.” He shoots you a wink, as his pretty dimples deepen.

You can’t help but to clench your thighs at the way they talk to you, your face is hot and you’ve almost completely forgotten about the tattoo, that is until JJ turns on the gun and it buzzes back to life.

The first prick of the needle on your arm has you curling your toes in your mary janes, your whole body tightening up as the needle begins to drag across your skin. You scrunch your nose and it makes Rafe laugh, it’s low and deep and it’s almost enough to have your mind occupied with dirty thoughts over the pain, but not quite enough.

“Relax baby,” His voice calms you slightly, and when you open your eyes you realize he’s scooted so close that his elbows are now resting on the end of the chair you're seated on. “Just relax, it hurts worse when you tense up.” His hand finds its way onto your exposed leg, just below your knee. He rubs up and down doing his best to comfort you.

“I-I don’t think I can take this pain.” Your lower lip quivers, making you sink your teeth into the plush skin, in order to hold back a whine.

“You can. Be a brave girl, for us?” They both send you equal smirks and fuck, you really can’t help it at this point, your thighs clench again. But this time with Rafe’s hand sliding up closer and closer to your thigh, he immediately catches on to what you’ve been doing when you wiggle around like that. You’re horny.

His hand doesn't stop as it comes close to the hem of your skirt. “I have an idea, pretty girl, can you lay back for us?” Everytime Rafe says for us, your panties grow more and more wet. You’ve never been this turned on before.

You listen, laying back and resting your head on the padded leather, while propping your feet on the end of the long chair, giving JJ much better access to your arm and Rafe even better access to your thighs. He never stops rubbing, even as his fingers reach the hem of your skirt that has conveniently been lifted, leaving you exposed for the second time tonight.

“You comfortable, baby?” His voice is low and husky, as his thumb grazes the skin where your thigh and pussy meet. Your body seems to relax, even while the needle drags along your skin again.

“Mhm.” You nod your head, trying your best to hold back your moans. Your thighs spread easily for Rafe, giving him more access to your clothed mound making him smile at your nonverbal consent.

His thumb presses against your panty clad slit, he swipes up until the pad rubs against your throbbing clit. He circles it gently causing a loud moan to fall from your lips.

“Doing so good, angel.” JJ beams, his unoccupied hand moves over the bulge in his jeans, as he tries his best to stay focused on his task.

“Can I see your pussy, baby?” Rafe all but begs, he licks his lips as if he’s ready to take the lid off his meal and dive in.

“Yes, please.” You moan, making both boys chuckle in amusement.

“Beggin already?” Rafe says with a cocky grin, that you can’t help but find so fucking sexy.

“Oh fuck, look at that.” He whispers, “such a pretty pussy. Fuck, look how wet she is.” He blows on your exposed lips, making you gasp and throw your head back in pleasure. He’s barely even touched you and you're already falling apart.

The tattoo gun stops abruptly, your eyes blink open and you see JJ leaning over so he can get a better glimpse of your cunt.

“Goddamn, you lucky fuck.” He mutters, throwing Rafe an annoyed side eye as he gets back to work.

“Yeah, I fuckin’ am.” He responds, before bringing his fingers back to your dripping cunt, they circle your entrance before moving up to do the same motion on your sensitive clit. Your eyes roll back from the pleasure, the pain of the tattoo a complete after thought.

“Oh fuck.” Your moans get louder as he plunges a finger inside you, then curls it up to hit that sweet spot you’re never able to find yourself.

“Sound so fucking pretty.” JJ grunts, and you can tell by the vein in his neck that he’s doing everything he can to not drop the tattoo gun and join in on the fun.

“I have to taste this pussy, baby. Please?” Rafe begs with a jutted out lip and the biggest puppy dog eyes, as if letting him eat your pussy would be doing him a favor and not the other way around.

You spread your legs wider, hiking them up towards your chest and doing your best not to disturb JJ as he tries his best to concentrate on your tattoo. You look over and realize he’s almost done, a few more lines and shading and the pain will stop. But, you almost don’t want it to stop, the pleasure mixed with the pain is doing things to you that you’ve never felt before. Making you much more bold for one. Just an hour ago you would've never thought you’d be laid out on this chair, ready to get your pussy eaten as your tattoo artist praises every sound you make.

Rafe slips both thumbs into the little white strings of your panties that sit on your hips. He works them down slowly, rolling them off your legs. Then holds them up with a devious smile, reading the stupid saying on the crotch out loud and then putting them up to his nose and inhaling deeply. “Smell so good. These are mine now.” He says before crumpling them up and slipping them into his back pocket.

He leans forward, bringing his chest flush with the chair and between your thighs, while the rest of his tall form hangs off. His face is inches from where you need him and you almost thrust your hips in an attempt to bring him closer, but then you remember why you can't. You really rather not walk out of here with a fucked up tattoo.

Grabbing his black cap, he spins it around so it now sits backwards on his head, then finally Rafe’s tongue glides along your slit, before circling your clit with the tip. He sucks your bud into his mouth, causing your moans to compete with the buzzing of the gun.

“That feel good, angel?” JJ asks, you look over and meet his eye, the tattoo gun lifted away from your skin as he watches Rafe devour you. You catch movement in his lap and realize he’s unbuttoned his jeans and now has his dick in his free hand, stroking it as beads of precum drip from the tip. You lick your lips, wishing so badly to lick them up and taste him.

You look down at your tattoo and there's one more area that needs shading but he makes no attempts to get back to it.

“Fuck, that’s so hot.” He whispers to himself as Rafe slurps on your clit, loud sucking noises ring out into the empty shop and you hike your legs up even higher, wanting as much of your clit exposed to him as possible. Your legs begin to shake as his head moves from side to side with your clit in his mouth. The way this man eats pussy is fucking feral, he laps, sucks and slurps with the perfect amount of pressure and friction.

“Hurry up and finish, or i’m gonna fuck her by myself, bro.” Rafe mumbles into your pussy, but JJ hears him loud and clear as he dips the needle into the ink and begins the finishing touches of the shading.

Luckily it only take a couple minutes because right when the buzzing stops, your whole body convulses as Rafe continues with those loud slurps you fucking love. “That’s it. Come for me, baby.” He murmurs, the vibration of his lips against your clit, tips you over the edge as you come with a loud shout of his name. Your cunt clenches around nothing, as he places one last kiss to your overly sensitive bundle of nerves.

“Fuck, you taste so good.” Rafe groans before licking his lips, savoring you on his tongue. “You want a taste, man?” He asks the other boy, they both break out into devious smiles and you think JJ’s gonna take his place between your legs and taste you from the source, but to your complete surprise Rafe pulls him in by the back of his neck and their lips touch in a rough kiss, the angle is perfect and you watch as Rafe slips his tongue into JJ’s mouth, it’s sloppy and wet from your juices which makes it even hotter.

JJ sucks on Rafes bottom lip before they completely detach from each other, both sets of blue eyes snap back to you and the hunger in them is evident.

“Come here, baby.” Rafe holds a hand out to you, you hop off the chair and take it, eagerly. “Let him wrap your arm up and then both of you come meet me on the couch.”

The sanaderm plastic wrap is secure against your tattooed skin when you walk back toward where Rafe is sitting, his legs man spread as he slouches back, his head resting on the plush material while he watches your every move. You hear JJ’s footsteps come up behind you, his warm body presses to your back and his now gloveless hand comes around and rests on your upper thigh, sliding up and finding its way under your skirt.

“You both gonna give me a show?” Rafe questions, his hand moving over the crotch of his jeans as JJ’s fingers glide through your wet slit, he growls in your ear when he realizes you're dripping. Then he roughly unbuttons your skirt and tugs it down before you kick it away to be dealt with later, next he rips off your white tank top over your head, tossing it into the growing pile.

Your nipples stiffen from the cool air, and Rafe’s hand moves quicker over himself as he eyes your exposed tits. “Pretty tits, too?” He asks, almost in disbelief. JJ grabs both of them in his tattooed hands and squeezes before harshly slapping one, then the other. The sharp burn is a welcoming sensation and it causes you to gasp and moan, making him do it again and again.”Think we turned her into a little pain slut.” He says to the taller boy who continues to eye you both with rapt attention. Before you know it Rafe is up and off the couch, taking short strides to where you're standing, he grabs your hair at the nape of your neck and pulls it hard.

“Is that true, baby? Did we turn you into our little pain slut?” His jaw is clenched tight as he stares down at you. Your eyes fill with tears from the burn but they’re right, the pain feels just as good as the pleasure.

“Yes, daddy.” You purr back, both boys' demeanors instantly change, and a shiver racks your body as their eyes grow darker and their muscles tighten, now standing over you are two men who are extremely willing to live up to that new title.

“Oh, you hear that man? She wants to play.” They both snicker meanly, as if they’re laughing at you and you’re so confused as to why it’s causing more wetness to drip from you.

“Play?” Your voice is low and soft, almost as if you’re not totally sure you want the answer to that question.

“Yes princess, play. Be our good little fuck toy and let us control your pleasure and pain, all night.”

Fuck yes, that’s exactly what you want.

“Yes, please. I’ll be a good girl for you.” You whine, just ready to get stuffed at this point. Your cunt is aching to be fucked and filled, you’re like a bitch in heat and you’re done being embarrassed or ashamed because of it.

“Get on your knees.” Rafe demands with a low growl, that has you dropping to your knees like an eager slut.

Your bare knees press against the soft rug as you wait for direction. “Take our cocks out.” JJ throws the next demand and again, you’re scrambling to work their cocks out from their denim confines.

Your mouth waters at their now exposed dicks that hang hard as a rock over the jeans. JJ’s long and his mushroom tip is a pretty pink color, whereas Rafe’s long and thick, with purple veins that lead to a painfully red tip.

“Open your mouth, slut.” Rafe commands with a low rasp. You open wide and stick your tongue out, ready for whoever wants to fuck your mouth first. They’re both stood so close on either side of your head that their tips rub together in front of your face, it’s fucking hot.

Rafe takes his dick into his hand and slaps the head against your wet tongue, beads of precum collecting on your taste buds making your eyes roll back before he inches further into your throat. You take him back like a pro as your eyes begin to water, you remember to breathe through your nose and swallow around his tip, which causes a long drawn out groan from him. “Little throat feels so fuckin good baby, mmm.” He thrusts a few more times before he pulls out and turns your head with a fist full of your hair.

JJ enters your mouth even harsher, and you can’t help but to gag, spit falling from the corners of your lips and onto the rug as he fucks your throat with no remorse. “That’s a good girl, take that cock. Oh fuck, look so pretty with your mouth full. Let me see those eyes. What are you cryin for, huh? Is it too much for you? Na, you can take it.” His rambling words are enough to have you squirming, in need of some kind of friction. He thumbs away the tears that have fallen down your cheeks before bringing them up to Rafes lips, the taller boy sucks it into his mouth without a second thought. It’s so erotic, almost like he’s sucking a cock and you’re left so dumbfounded, because why does the idea of him sucking cock turn you on so much?

Rafe lets go of his finger with a pop and JJ pulls you off of his cock and up from the floor completely. He kisses you first, it’s rough and he nips at your bottom lip, making you whimper from the pain. Then he rips you away from him and smashes your lips to Rafes, the taller boys’ kisses are slow, and so much more soft but not any less sloppy, it’s almost as if he’s savoring you, like you’re something to be cherished.

He brings the palm of his hand down harshly onto your ass, then grabbing a handful for good measure before he leads you over to the couch. You’re so turned on by the way they move you around, as if you’re their little puppet, completely in control of your every move. Fuck, when did the thought of giving up control to a man, much less two, become something that got you going?

“Face down ass up. Gonna fuck this sweet little pussy while you keep sucking J’s cock, okay baby?” You can see the switch in his eyes, he’s genuinely asking you as if he’s checking in to make sure you’re okay and your heart soars at the prospect.

“Yes, daddy. You can do whatever you want to me.” You respond back in the sexiest little voice Rafe has ever heard. Fuck, you really are something else.

“Such a good girl, you gonna make daddy and his friend feel good? Let us use your little holes whenever we want? All your holes.” He smiles down at you with that fucking look that could rival the devil and you’re putty in his hand.

“Yes, sir. Whatever hole you want, just want to make you feel good and take all your cum like a good slut.” You say with your face stuffed into the gray fabric of the couch, you can feel the drool already seeping from your mouth at how hungry you are to be filled.

Rafe moves in behind you, rubbing himself against your wetness as his thumb lightly ghosts over your second hole, you clench it making him groan as he feels it wink against his finger. You feel a glob of spit hit your asshole before Rafe rubs it around. “You really gonna let me fuck this little hole, too?” You’re not sure if he means now or another time and right now you don’t really care, you just need your pussy filled, stat.

“Yes, now please daddy, please fuck me.” You whine, thrusting your ass back onto him, his tip notches against your entrance, then he slams into you, giving you no time to get used to his big length. “Oh fuck!” You scream, Rafe slaps a hand over your mouth because the last thing he needs is someone to call the police to report screams coming from his tattoo shop.

“Come keep her quiet, bro. Occupy that cute little mouth of hers.” You can hear the teasing lilt to his voice and it has you clenching around his dick.

“Fuck, you love being talked about don’t you?” His thrusts pick up and loud clapping sounds fill the room. JJ moves into position in front of you, slapping his cock against your face while laughing before he’s filling your mouth. “Uh uh, don’t run away from me, baby. Take this dick.” Rafe growls, digging his fingers into the sides of your ass and bringing you back onto his cock. You have no choice but to take the whole 8 and half inches he gives you.

“Oh, daddy.” You moan into JJ’s balls as you lap them up with your tongue, your hand moving rapidly up and down as you stroke him. “Love how you fuck my pussy.” Your words make Rafe fuck into you even harder. His thumb finds its place back onto your asshole. “Being such a good fuckin’ slut for us. But do you wanna be a really good girl?” He asks, the evil plotting heavy in his voice.

“Yes, I wanna be your good girl.” He could tell you to do pretty much anything in this moment and you’d do it. No questions asked.

“I want to fuck this tight little ass while J fucks your pussy. You think you can take that, pretty girl? Both holes being filled.” He sounds so sexy as he speaks low into your ear, it’s so raspy and full of desire so of course you’re gonna give him what he wants.

“Yes, yes I want that, please fill me up.” You beg without shame, you’ve left all your shame at the chair.

You all move into position, you on top of JJ as he sheathes his cock into you, you sink down onto it with a loud moan. Then, Rafe spits more globs onto your other hole, before he’s pushing a finger in and then two and finally three before he decides you’re ready for him.

He lines himself up, urging you to take a deep breath before he’s pushing in. The feeling is so foreign but it’s not unwelcome, your toes curl as he stretches you inch by inch. Gasping when there’s a slight burn, so he spits another glob on the spot where you’re connected.

“So fucking tight. How’s that feel, hm?” Words evade you, as hes now fully seated inside you but you’re done waiting, you need them both to fuck you, so you move your hips, grinding down and pushing back, trying to take both cocks as deep as you can. “Oh, she loves this shit. Don’t you, you filthy fuckin girl?” He slaps your ass hard before they both finally give into your neediness by slamming into you.

“Such a good girl taking everything we give you. Little holes are so greedy. Oh fuck, I can feel you inside her bro, it feels so fucking good.” You love the way JJ rambles when he talks dirty, you can’t get enough of either of them.

Rafe grabs your neck from behind, wrapping his hand around it and squeezing. He uses it to pull you back onto both of them, as you meet them thrusts for thrusts.

“Give us one more, baby. Need you to come on our cocks.” You can feel the slight burn down below that signals how close to the finish line you are, just a few more thrusts and JJs thumb circling your clit has you falling forward onto his chest as him and Rafe fuck into you. You shake and moan through it as they both praise you on how good of a slut you are for them. “We’re gonna fill you the fuck up, you hear me?” Rafe grunts, as the clench of your walls around them sets them off next. JJ comes first with a shout of your name, as he fucks every last drop into you, Rafe follows next emptying himself inside you with a growl and both hands slapping down onto your ass, making sure to drain every last drop into your pretty little hole.

Rafe removes you from between them, settling you into JJs side, before he falls over, squeezing you in between them as they rub their hands down your body in soothing motions, you all lay in a pile of limbs, working to catch your breath.

“So…would you guys want to do this again?” You question shyly, but they waste no time in their response as they say “yes” in unison. Then Rafe continues—

“We’d actually love to take you out, if you’d let us.”

The thought of being wined and dined by these two guys who just fucked your brains out, is enough to make you feel all those emotions you were trying so hard to push down.

If you weren’t careful you could see yourself becoming addicted.

a/n: thank you to my bun bun @xxbimbobunnyxx for always hyping me up! <3

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marvelslittlewhore · 9 months

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REQUEST | I can't help but think of rafe x reader x JJ at a party. She is being a brat to them and they warn her if she keeps it up she is in trouble. Rafe snaps and takes her upstairs to punish and then JJ comes in all sweet, like we warned u, and he praises her for being good for Rafe. Telling her to be good for him while he makes it beter.

PAIRING | mean!dom!rafe cameron x fem!reader x soft!dom!jj maybank

WARNINGS | 18+ MDNI! mentions of alcohol consumption, smut, threesome, p in v, oral (m and fem receiving), a frustrating cut-off because I didn't know how to continue sry

A/N | I'm not sure if I like this, love being insecure

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"Please, just one more?" you whined, giving Rafe your best puppy eyes.

"I said no. You had enough for tonight," he said, nursing on the cup that he had just taken from your hand.

You frowned muttering something under your breath and jumped when you felt a sudden pinch on your butt, turning to face JJ. "You better watch it, cupcake."

You had given them an attitude the whole day and you knew you were already walking on thin ice but you just couldn't help yourself.

"He's being mean!" you pointed at Rafe without looking at him.

"And you're being a brat." Rafe snipped back and you gasped turning back to him.

"Am not." You pouted, crossing your arms over your chest and leaning against the wall between them.

"Gotta take a leak, be right back," JJ said kissing the side of your head before walking off.

You had a sour expression on your face and Rafe couldn't help but smirk at your antics, reaching out to poke your cheek, intending to make you smile but you only slapped his hand away, glaring at him.

The smirk he had left his face in an instant and his hand now grasped your chin, forcing you to look at him. "I've had enough of your attitude. Maybe you need a little reminder of who's in charge here, huh?"

If you haven't been wet before you would be soaking your panties now, melting into Rafe's touch, the buzz from the alcohol you had in your system giving it another kick.

Without another word he grabbed your hand, walking through the crowd of people and up the stairs, thank god the party was at Tannyhill tonight.

"What about JJ?" you asked looking over your shoulder for any sign of the blonde.

"He'll know where to find us, don't worry," Rafe responded, dragging you inside his room and closing the door but not locking it.

He turns back to you, crossing his arms, the look on his face tells you that he's not in the mood for any more of your games.

"Strip." he simply demanded and so you did without questioning, slowly slipping the strips of your dress off your shoulders, it smoothly falling off your body and onto the ground.

You stepped out of it, taking your bra off next, now standing in front of him in only your panties. He snapped his finger, pointing at the ground before him.

"On your knees."

You quickly did as told, face to face with his crotch before looking up at him.

"You know what to do, brat."

Your hands reached up to fumble with his belt, opening his sipper next and pulling his pants down with his boxers, his cock springing free and you almost drooled at the sight.

You got into action, stroking him slowly, your tongue swirling over the tip. When it took Rafe too long he grabbed your hair into a makeshift ponytail. "Open wide."

As you did he started to use you as he saw fit, it was a punishment after all. He throws his head back groaning at the way you gagged and garbled around him.

Then he held your head still and started to fuck your throat raw. "Fuck." he moaned, looking down at you, seeing the tears that brimmed in your eyes. "You better swallow it all."

Just as he said it you felt him twitch, spilling his load in your mouth with a groan, pulling out only to hold your chin and pressing his thumb on your tongue, leaning down to be closer to your face.

He smirked at how fucked out you already looked, hair and makeup a mess, breathing heavily.

"On the bed."

You quickly got up, scrambling on the bed and into position, grabbing onto the sheets in anticipation. You watched Rafe getting on the bed, opening your legs wide for him.

He kneads the flesh of your thighs and you yelped when he gave the right one a sudden smack, rubbing over the spot.

He hooked a finger in your panties, pulling them down in one go. "Damn, baby, you're dripping."

Your face flushed at this and you moaned when you felt the tip of his cock nudge at your entrance, slowly pushing in.

He didn't even let you breathe for a second, both of his hands holding onto your hips and fingers digging into your skin, starting to snap his hips at a brutal pace.

"Shit- Rafe," you whined and his hand came back down on your thigh in a warning for you to keep quiet, so you did by holding a hand over your mouth, closing your eyes.

You're so out of it that you don't even hear someone entering the room, but you instantly know who the ring-adorned hands belonged to that cradled your face.

"We warned you, didn't we?" JJ said, and you opened your eyes, tears forming again, and you knew this night was far from over. "But you're doing so good. Being such a good girl for Rafe."

Rafe didn't increase his movement and you mewled your hand shooting up to grip JJ's bicep tightly.

JJ coed and one of his hands snaked down to rub your clit, all the stimulation has you sending over the edge, the first orgasm of the night ripping through your body.

Rafe slowed down, fucking you through your high and leaning down to kiss you. When he pulled back he shuffled further down the bed to be at eye level with your pussy.

He instantly got to work, eating you out like you were his last meal. You squealed at the assault he was doing on your clit, turning your face to look at JJ pleadingly to do something, anything.

"It's almost over, princess, promise." he smiled at you "Until that..." he leaned his head down to suck on your nipple, his hand playing with the other.

These boys are gonna be the death of you.

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heyy, could you do sm with reader who is addict to make up and she buys a new lip plumper and give rafe a kiss, how would he react to the burning feeling ?

you had been begging and begging rafe to go shopping with you today, he promised you after he got all of his work down he would take you out to go shopping.

“rafeyyyy — cmon I’m bored! you’ve been working alllll day” he hadn’t really been working all day, you just really wanted to get out of the house.

“oh yeah, let’s over exaggerate it, princess.” you could tell by his tone that he was getting annoyed, and the way his jaw clenched. you huffed and stomped away to lay in your queen sized bed, that he bought you.

you were spoiled, got everything you wanted — anything that you laid your eyes on was yours. so when rafe told you to be patient you had absolutely none of it.

instead of acting like a brat, you decided to be good for rafe and sit still like a good girl.

you must have been waiting for awhile because you had fallen asleep. only to be woken up with rafe carrying you to the car.

“said you wanted to go shopping, that’s exactly what we’re gonna do.” you got overly excited because you had been wanting a new lip plumper for awhile because you ran out of your favorite one.

when you arrived at the mall, he followed you to the makeup store, arms crossed.

“rafe look! it’s the one i ran out of — can i get it please?” you whined, but how could he say no to you? he nodded his head and just rolled his eyes.

when he takes his card out to pay for the product you wait patiently for him to give it back to you.

you leave the store, practically running to the car to flip down the mirror in the passenger seat and apply it.

it was exactly the same one you had ran out of. the sparkly, the shine it laid on your lips.

rafe just though you were a ray of sunshine, he loved buying you new things.

“thank you rafey — thank you so much!!!” you smile, leaning over the center console and kissing him right on his perky lips.

“sweetheart, why – why is it burning?” you giggle at his words, rolling your eyes and smiling.

“it’s lip plumper silly. it’s supposed to tingle on your lips!” he glares at you, finding it impossible for a lip gloss to do that to your lips.

“never kiss me again with that on your lips.” he starts to drive and shakes his head.

you pout, even though he was just playing.

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gh0stsp1d3r · 7 months

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ℳ𝒶𝓎𝒷𝒶𝓃𝓀𝓈 𝓈𝒾𝓈𝓉ℯ𝓇

Part 1, chapter 1- who the hell did this?

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Warnings- mentions of blood, alcohol, and drugs but nothing bad (: just sum angst.

Summary: Rafe cameron dating Jj maybanks sister was not expected by anyone. You were left to take care of your dad- alone, when Jj left for months on end, causing the two of you to have a terrible sibling relationship. Your feelings are conflicted when you hear that Rafe, your boyfriend, was the one who shot peterkin- not John b.

“Jesus, dad.” You mumbled under your breath. You gathered all the strength you had in your arms, moving him so he was laying down, taking the bottle from his hands and placing it on the table with the rest.

You sighed quietly, staring at him laying on the couch for a moment before you went out into the backyard.

It was a mess, more bottles strewn across the ground, cigarette butts and joints carelessly thrown onto the flower garden you had enjoyed building with your brother as kids.

You hadn’t seen him in forever, probably off with his friends doing stupid shit again. Grabbing the plastic bag, you threw the bottles into it, then the cigarettes and joints. The flowers were dead, beyond repair at this point.

“Hey.” A quiet voice said from behind. Your movements paused, seemingly frozen in place. You whipped your head around, looking at him.

“Jj.” You spoke, surprised. Your eyes widened and you stood up now. He walked closer.

“How is he?” He asked, looking at the house, avoiding your gaze.

“He’s fine.” You said sharply.

“You’re angry.” He scratched the back of his neck, his eyes now glued to the ground.

“No shit, jj.” You murmured, dropping the plastic bag that was in your hands. “You left him, you left us. He was worried sick.”

“I had to.” He said.

“Why are you here, Jj?”

“I just wanted to… to..” he hesitated.

“To?”

“I just wanted to check up on you. You both.”

You sighed, picking up the bag and entering the house. Jj followed behind, looking around. He looked at his dad, and the necklace around his neck.

The keys to the phantom.

You threw the small bag into the trash, along with the rest.

“It looks better in here.” He said, interrupting the tension.

“Yeah.” You scoffed. “I’m not looking after you and your fuckin’ friends now.” Your words were laced with venom, you didn’t feel bad.

He swallowed the lump in his throat. “Sorry.”

“I’ll be back. Make yourself at home.” You mumbled, going back out into the backyard, sighing heavily. You tried your best to ignore the tears welling in your eyes, leaning against the wall of the house.

Taking deep breaths, you opened the door to see Jj leaving already. He turned around once more, giving you one last glance before he ran into his friends car.

You weren’t shocked at your brothers disappearance anymore, instead you just looked at your dad, noticing the keys around his neck gone.

You furrowed your eyebrows, lightly shaking him awake.

“Hey, where’s your keys?” You asked him urgently, knowing that once he was sober he would be angry they were gone.

“Jj….” He mumbled, eyes still shut.

“Did jj take them?”

He didn’t answer. You grumbled under your breath, grabbing your own keys off the table.

“I’ll be back, dad.” You said, giving him a kiss on his forehead before opening the door and locking it.

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The phantom was gone. Jj was gone.

“No, no.” You mumbled. “Fuck!” You shouted. You didn’t notice the two boys coming up behind you.

“Y/n?” A voice said. You turned around, furrowing your eyebrows at the sight.

“Rafe?” Your eyes widened, you went up to him, hugging him tightly.

“Jesus, Rafe, what the fuck happened? Who the hell did this?” You asked him, your hand cupping his face and your thumb tracing over his blood, wiping it from his face.

He didn’t answer, just looking at you. You panicked as you stared at him, trying to wipe the blood off his lip.

“Stop, stop.” He mumbled, gently pushing your hand away. “I’m fine. I just need you.. i just need you to listen, okay?” His hands cupped your face now, his eyes searching yours.

“Shit, isn’t that maybanks sister?” A voice behind him laughed, interrupting what Rafe was going to say.

You quirked an eyebrow at the man, looking at him now. Rafe’s hand dropped to his sides, remembering he was here. Rafe turned to look at Barry now.

“She doesn’t have anything to do with them, man.” Rafe was quick to defend you.

Barry looked at him and back at you.

“Shit, never thought I’d see the day where you were dating a maybank.” He laughed quietly, making his way outside. Rafe looked back at you, and followed Barry.

“Stay here for a second.” He spoke to you, holding a hand out.

“What? Why? Rafe-“

“For once, just fuckin’ listen to me!” He shouted. Pausing for a moment. “Please. Please, just stay here for 2 minutes.”

You just shook your head to yourself when he left, running a hand through your hair and pacing around.

What the fuck was Rafe hiding?

Why did jj need the phantom?

What was jj up to?

Where the fuck did he go?

A scream from outside a few moments later made you snap out of your head. Rafe walked in, his helmet in his hands.

“Where are you going?” You asked him when he grabbed your arm, practically dragging you out.

He didn't answer, once you were both outside he grabbed your wrist now.

"I want you to listen, okay? I- I really wanted to tell you this, but... It doesn't matter. I killed Sheriff Peterkin."

The words coming out his mouth made your jaw drop. You furrowed your eyebrows, slightly backing away when he tried to get closer to you. His grip on your wrist got tighter.

"My dad- He- She was going to kill him, baby. I really just- I had to tell you, I can't- I can't hide it from you, and I just really... I really need someone right now. You have to understand..."

"Rafe, what the fuck are you- You shot her? You're the one that..." you laughed, this had to be some sort of sick joke.

"I couldn't just let her..."

He wanted someone to listen, he wanted to justify his actions, he needed to.

His phone lit up with a notification. He glanced down at it and back at you, letting go of your wrist.

"If you come to Tannyhill later, I can explain everything." He said, putting on his helmet and hopping onto his bike.

"Rafe.."

"I'll text you, I swear!" He shouted, starting up his bike and driving away in a rush.

You were left, standing there in shock, confusion.

Your boyfriend was a murderer and was framing someone else for it. What the fuck?

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"What the fuck do you mean he's in police custody? For what?" You shouted, already grabbing your keys from the table.

"Ma'am, we have reason to believe that that he helped John Routledge escape."

"Well, where is he?"

As soon as you were given the location you hung up the phone, and began to head for the door when your dad mumbled your name.

"Dad?"

"What's... what's wrong?" he slurred.

"Nothing, dad." You spoke, walking over to him. He reached a hand out for your face, making you flinch slightly, but he just wiped a stray tear that you hadn't even noticed. You relaxed.

"Are you sure?" His eyes were red and squinted slightly. He’d been smoking and drinking.

You lightly grabbed the bottle he held in his hand, nodding your head.

"You've had enough to drink. I'll be back soon, I promise," you said with a small smile before heading for the door and starting up your car.

Racing towards the place, your heart raced, it was a struggle driving through the rain and mud. A notification made your screen light up. You picked up your phone.

Rafe 🩷:

I need you. Please. I'll explain everything to you. I'm sorry. Come over.

You threw your phone back down, he would have to wait. As soon as you got there, you threw open the car door.

"Where the fuck is he?"

Some people guided you through the rain into a tent. Your eyes landed on the parents and their children hugging. Then they landed on Jj.

He stared at you, his eyes glossy with tears. You slowly walked to him, he threw his arms around you, and began to sob into your shoulder.

"I'm sorry." He cried out, it was quiet.

"Sh, sh. It's okay. I forgive you." You mumbled; his face buried into your neck as your own eyes welled up with tears. "I'm just glad you're okay."

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If this does well I’ll do a part 2 😭 😭 but basically the idea was that i wanted to see how rafe would be kinda different w a girlfriend (who he’s hopelessly in love with duh) and the gf being jjs sister is just so interesting idk why

If anyone does want a part 2 or to be added in a taglist lmk :3

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deantavias · 2 years

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oh yeah i love reading (fan-fictions to dissociate).

#the 100 #supernatural #outer banks #rafe cameron memes #sam winchester x reader #dean winchester x female!reader #jj maybank x reader #spencer reid x reader #bellamy blake x reader #fem reader #bucky barnes x y/n #steve rogers x reader #bucky barnes x reader #stephen strange x reader #tony stark x reader #tchalla x reader #oliver queen x reader

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beach | r.c.

synopsis: in which you spend a day at the beach with your friends

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"Are you done?" you asked Rafe for the 10th time, tapping your foot against the floor impatiently.

"Yeah" he said and exited the bathroom, chuckling at your stance.

You had strict plans to get to the beach at 11 with all of your friends, and it was already 11:30 and Rafe was being a pain in the ass as usual.

"We're already late, Rafe. Come on" you never liked being late, but you've had to deal with it ever since you and Rafe started dating.

It didn't matter how early he woke up to get ready, he could never do it on time and you always ended up being at least half an hour late to everything.

"It's not like the beach won't still be there when we arrive. Babe, can you please just calm down?" he asked once he finally walked out of the bathroom fully dressed and ready to go.

"You know I don't like being late" you mumbled and crossed your arms over your chest, pouting like a child whose candy had been stolen.

"I know. I'm sorry. Let's go, I'm ready" he kissed your pouting lips and grabbed your hand, taking your bag in his other hand.

The drive to the beach was fairly short, which didn't give you guys much time for a conversation to arise.

When you got there, you saw all of your friends already there, some of them sunbathing while the others were either swimming or playing voleyball.

"Look who finally decided to show up" Topper yelled once he saw you two approaching them.

"Don't look at me, look at him" you said and motioned to Rafe with your head.

You saw him shrug out of the corner of your eye as you started laying out your towels on the warm sand.

You put yours under the umbrella because you didn't really feel like being in the sun today.

Rafe immediately laid down on his towel, putting on his sunglasses and closing his eyes.

"Don't tell me you're going to sleep. You just got here" Kelce commented, making Rafe flip him off.

"We were busy last night" the comment rolled off his tongue effortlessly.

Your cheeks were bright red, thanfully nobody seemed to notice a difference.

"Sit up for a second so I can put some sunscreen on you" you bent down and whispered in Rafe's ear, who obliged without saying anything.

He sat up without saying anything, allowing you to rub sunscreen on his toned back. After you were done, you pressed a kiss on his head, which was now rested on your leg.

"Comfy?" you asked, smiling as you started running your hand through his soft hair.

"Very. You mind if I take a nap?" his voice was muffled by your leg, but you managed to understand him.

"No, I don't feel like going in the water or doing anything anyway" you said, laying down and getting comfortable.

After not even a minute, you felt Rafe move and found yourself laying down with him on top of you, his head resting against your chest.

You didn't say anything and instead started running your hand up and down his back, caressing it with the tips of your nails, something you knew he absolutely loved.

"Y/N, how have you been?" the voice of your friend made your head snap to the left.

You went on to talk to your friend for about an hour while Rafe slept. He didn't move from his position, far too comfortable while laying on top of you to move even an inch.

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"Good morning, sleeping beauty" you teased Rafe once he finally opened his eyes and lifted his head from your chest.

He groaned and put his head back on your chest, trying to snuggle even further into your body.

"Noo, I wanna go for a swim" you tried to push him off of you, but he was way too strong.

"But I wanna stay here with you" he complained, sounding like a small child.

"We can go in the water together. You get to see me in my bikini all wet" you lowered your voice to a whisper, knowing it would get Rafe to let go of you.

Just as predicted, he immediately got up and took your hands in his, helping you stand up.

You pulled your dress over your head, leaving you in only your sexy new bikini.

"Damn, woman" Rafe said and whistled as he looked you up and down.

You blushed, still not used to getting compliments from Rafe.

Before you could say anything, he took your hand and you walked together towards the water.

"It's so cold" you gasped once the water hit your feet.

"It's not that cold" he commented, not seeming even the slightest bit affected by the cold water.

"Of course you don't feel it, you shower with water colder than ice every single day" you walked a couple more steps, the water now almost at your knees.

Rafe picked you up and held you bridal style, walking further into the ocean.

"Don't you dare drop me, Rafe. I swear to all that is holy-" you were holding him tightly by the neck.

"It's just a little water. You're not going to get used to it if you don't just jump in" he explained, pretending to drop you.

You squealed and held tighter onto him while he just laughed.

"Raaafe" you whined, looking down at the water like it was your worst enemy.

"Ready? 3, 2, 1..." he threw you in and you landed in the ice cold water, immediately coming to the surface.

He jumped in right after you, swimming a little further away before coming back to you.

"See? Was that so bad?" he asked and wrapped his arms around your waist, gluing your body to his.

"That was not nice" you pouted, sticking out your bottom lip.

Rafe leaned up and pressed a kiss on it, smiling up at you like an innocent child.

The moment was so serene, just the two of you and the ocean. Your friends were up on the beach, not paying attention to what you were doing. It was perfect.

...until the Pogues decided to show up.

Specifically, until JJ came.

"Is that Y/N?" you heard his voice shout at his friends from a distance, making you stiffen.

Whenever there was JJ there was also trouble, especially if Rafe was there.

"Fucking Pogues" you murmured under your breath, still locked in Rafe's arms.

"We can never fucking escape them" Rafe chuckled sarcastically, looking at them over your shoulder.

"Please promise me you're not going to fight with them. Please" you whispered and rested your forehead on his, bringing up a hand to hold his cheek.

He sighed and thought for a moment before nodding and pecking your lips.

"Let's go home, it's getting late anyway" you said and he nodded once again, reaching down to take your hand.

You walked out of the water and held Rafe's hand, looking around to make sure the Pogues didn't get near you.

"Hey, Y/N!" JJ's voice made you stop in your tracks.

"What do you want?" you kept your tone as icy as possible, hoping he would get the hint that you didn't want to talk to him.

"Why so tense? Kook Prince here not treating you right or something?" he laughed, finding everything he was saying so funny.

"Must be so hard knowing that it's not you who gets to treat her, isn't it?" Rafe said, standing directly behind you and wrapping an arm around your waist.

You put your hand over his, holding it in place. He was awfully calm right now, which you took as a good sign.

"We both know she's gonna realize sooner or later that you're just a piece of shit and it's not gonna take long for her to come crawling to me" his smirk was like the devil's, thinking he was so much more superior than you guys.

Rafe laughed at that, almost making you crack a smile, but you didn't want to give JJ the satisfaction.

"Let's go" you said and took back Rafe's hand, walking towards your towels.

You quickly packed everything in your bag and saw Rafe waiting patiently for you, ignoring everything else JJ was shouting.

He took your hand and started walking away from the beach and to your car, holding it tightly.

"Thank you" you whispered once you reached your car.

"For what?" he was confused.

"Not giving in and picking a fight with him. You kept your cool and your promise" you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer to you.

Your back hit the side of his car, making you gasp.

"You asked me to, so I did it. It's the least I could do to show you how much I love you and want you to feel safe with me" he explained, reaching up to put a strand of your hair behind your ear.

"I love you too. So much" you leaned up and kissed his lips passionately, pouring in every emotion you felt.

Even though the day didn't end like you wanted it to, you were still glad you got to spend quality time with your boyfriend at the beach.

Your two most favorite things.

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th4saapobangpo · 3 months

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⋆OUTER BANKS P0rn links⋆

MINORS DNI!! I recommend to ignore the caption of most of the videos, please and thank you !!🪽

-⋆ RAFE CAMERON

Being punished by daddy Rafie

The minute little one is back in big space, Rafie pounds her just right

Hear that bed creakin’ sweets

,,You’ve gone feral!”- reader

Red, my favorite - Rafie

I’m just a little needy baby

You like that don’t ya , slut

It’s the middle of the night , daddy

You little exhibitionist!

Nice uniform, babe

-⋆ JOHN B ROUTLEDGE

My perfect doll

,,I was just a little needy.. Sorry, dada” - reader

No, little one! Let daddy do it for you

U like it don’t cha

Nice load daddy!!

Always full of daddy, right baby

Imma pound you real hard, angel

You’re so fragile, little one

Your sundress is too cute , angel

Hand jobs are for women too

-⋆ JJ MAYBANK

Post-shower Sex with JJ

Nice panties , baby

Aftercare for your little clitty

Not in the Twinkie

Tight ass

Nice little snack

I’m just needy baby

Your boobs jiggle so nicely, baby

Fuck, babygirl

Slap me so good , daddy

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nottsangel · 6 months

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obx porn links vol. 3 ˚ ༘♡ ·˚ ₊˚ˑ༄ؘ

warning: 18+ only. these are twitter links that contain porn videos. these are not fics.

nav. // main m.list // blurbs m.list // vol. 1 + vol. 2

— rafe cameron

sex with frat!rafe while he snaps your bf

neighbour!rafe fucking you in his hot tub

makeup sex with rafe

sub!rafe fucking himself between your legs

rafe fingering you after a stressful day

anal sex with frat!rafe while he snaps your bf

doggystyle with rafe while you’re gaming

dom!rafe spanking you

rough sex with enemy!rafe

frat!rafe fucking you at a party

dom!rafe punishing you after you flirt with jj

— jj maybank

jj getting distracted while gaming

jerking off ghostface!jj

sneaky sex with roommate!jj

overstimulating sub!jj

jj making you squirt during sex

anal sex with best friend!jj

riding fwb!jj while the pogues are downstairs

dom!jj spanking you after you misbehave

slow sex with jj in his room

jj overstimulating you while eating you out

picnic date with jj

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ethanedwardsnumberonefan · 5 months

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Is It Over Now?

Rafe Cameron x Reader

angst, angst, angst

Word Count: 1K

Summary: Breaking up with Rafe was one of the hardest things to do, but at least you’d be free and feel good right? …Right?

A/N: I’ve never written a fic before um

And did you think I didn't see you?

There were flashing lights

At least I had the decency

To keep my nights out of sight

Rafe Cameron, a name you hear all throughout Kildare, not always in a good context but often with the name Y/N L/N attached to it. Since in diapers you and Rafe knew each other. Best friends to lovers is what it was, the perfect trust fund kids who were destined to eventually fall in love, wed and have the perfect fairytale family together.

It truly was all on that track before the small cracks in the relationship weren’t talked through and patched but left neglected and unattended till there were too many to handle and she cracked.

After the break up you took the time to reconnect with everything you neglected throughout your romantic relationship with Rafe. Your friends, family, yourself. This time was the first time you’ve felt free since you started dating Rafe, the memories and time with him prior that were strictly as friends were the best years of your life, and so was the beginning of dating him. Till you realized while Rafe slowly destroyed himself with his malicious coping behaviours of drugs and violence, he was also destroying you.

Consoling him and endless ways to help him always worked with him, honestly anything that was just with you. But focusing all your attention into making sure he was okay, drained from your duties to make sure you were okay.

Suddenly everything just revolved around Rafe and you couldn’t take it anymore. I mean, you took a whole gap year for him from university that eventually turned into two, which eventually turned into not going anymore because you were scared he was going to get himself killed.

Even after everything you did for Rafe including putting your life on hold, gave him no mercy to show he was “okay” without you. The rates of parties at the Tanney Hill spiked up and so did the amount of girls in the Outer Banks whispering about their amazing night together with Rafe Cameron.

Worst of all you couldn’t say it didn’t bother you. Even with everything you still loved Rafe, a person and love that you had can’t just be erased. Then again, your journey to reconnect with everyone meant reconnecting with friends, which meant reconnecting with the party life.

The difference between you and Rafe was at least you had the decency to keep your nights out of sight, keeping it low and minimal and not throwing it out to the entire country that you were now single and ready to do anything with anyone now.

Let's fast forward to three hundred awkward blind dates later

If she's got blue eyes, I will surmise that you'll probably date her

You dream of my mouth before it called you a lying traitor

You search in every model's bed for something greater

Perfect, everything’s been “perfect”. Three weeks after the break up you’d say you’d been doing okay but some things just don’t feel right anymore. The high of being free was finally settling into the reality that you’ve lost your best friend and boyfriend.

Although Rafe was draining and depended on you like you were his nurse, he also was still your boyfriend. Or now ex-boyfriend. All the little things you began to miss and thoughts of “did i make the right decision?” Scathed your mind over and over. You didn’t think you could go anywhere without seeing something that reminded you of him, not even your own bedroom.

It wasn’t till a trip to the country club when you saw Rafe with an oddly familiar aura with him.

The girl he was with looked exactly like you. Her hair, her eyes, her smile. Irritation fills your body, you thought you’d been going crazy when the other night you told your friends the theory that Rafe was only going with other girls that resembled you but this really confirmed it because this girl was an exact clone of you.

Did he dream of my mouth while he kissed her? While he did anything with her? Because he knew well off in no matter how many girls beds he climbed into he’d never find anything greater.

Let's fast forward to three hundred takeout coffees later

(Flashing lights) I was hoping you'd be there

And say the one thing (oh, Lord) I've been wanting (oh, Lord)

But no

2 AM, you’ve been at this party for eight hours in honest hopes you’d bump into Rafe. You couldn’t take it anymore. You were weak and missed him. Every thought you had was of him and seeing him so easily run off with half Kildare’s population was killing you. That’s why you were here. You took the entire day to mentally and physically prepare yourself to see him at the party and get him back. It was pathetic but you couldn’t take it anymore.

But he never came. You sat in the corner of all these sweaty people dancing and snorting drugs for hours and Rafe never showed up. You thought about calling him, or just texting him but even that was too much.

On your way out of the party you hear a ping from your phone and open it to a message from your friend that sent you Rafe’s most recent post.

It was of her. That girl from the country club. The girl from the club sitting in your spot, your hidden, secret secluded beach spot that you and Rafe discovered in sixth grade near the water that tourists and locals didn’t even know about.

Your heart shattered. Tears spilled down your face as you crumbled down to take a seat on the houses front steps.

It was so naïve of you to even think that Rafe wouldn’t exploit that spot. You knew how petty he was. You should of seen in coming. Yet deep down you were hoping that it would never get to that point.

But here you were, on the front steps of a random house party sobbing into your hands all because you truly believe that Rafe Cameron was going to come to the party and say the words you’ve been yearning to hear from him again.

I Love You

How foolish.

pt. 2…?

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rafesapologist · 7 months

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𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ↴

summary: it's been two years since your departure from the outer banks and rafe cameron has seemingly convinced himself that he can go on with his life as if you never happened, except now more than ever his addiction is at an all time high. whether he was snorting lines of cocaine at wild parties or drowning himself in alcohol to numb the pain, rafe couldn't escape the memories of you. despite his efforts to bury his feelings, your absence lingered like a shadow, haunting him at every turn. meanwhile, you've been navigating life outside the outer banks, trying to carve out a new path for yourself. but no matter how far you've traveled, the memories of rafe cameron still linger in your heart, leaving you with a sense of unfinished business. as you find yourself facing new challenges and opportunities, you can't help but wonder if fate will eventually bring you back to the place where it all began.

warnings: drug use, addiction, violence, angst, swearing, adult themes, dark content, smut, alcohol use, etc

↪ chapter one

↪ chapter two

↪ chapter three

↪ chapter four

↪ chapter five

↪ chapter six

↪ chapter seven

↪ chapter eight

↪ chapter nine

↪ chapter ten

↪ chapter eleven

↪ chapter twelve

↪ chapter thirteen

↪ chapter fourteen

↪ chapter fifteen

↪ chapter sixteen

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andy-15-07 · 6 months

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Can you do a fic where Y/n and Drew have to do an intimate scene, and she is stressed about this and Drew calms her down, friends to lovers.😘😘

Stage of Love

Paring(s): Drew Starkey x reader

masterlist / Outer Banks Masterlist

The set buzzed with energy as Y/n and Drew prepared for their upcoming scene. They had been friends for years, but today marked a new chapter in their relationship as they were about to film their first intimate scene together. Y/n couldn't help but feel a knot of nerves tightening in her stomach as she went over the script one last time.

"Drew, I'm really nervous about this," she admitted, her voice trembling slightly.

Drew turned to her, his eyes filled with understanding. "Hey, it's okay to be nervous. But trust me, we've got this. We're professionals."

Y/n forced a smile, grateful for Drew's calming presence. "I know, it's just... it feels different with you. I don't want things to be awkward between us."

Drew reached out and took her hand in his, his touch sending a shiver down her spine. "Y/n, look at me," he said softly, his gaze locking with hers. "We've known each other for years. We trust each other. We can get through this together, okay?"

Y/n felt a wave of reassurance wash over her as she looked into Drew's warm brown eyes. He was right – they had been through so much together, and she trusted him more than anyone else in the world.

"Okay," she said, squeezing his hand tightly. "Let's do this."

As they stepped onto the set, Y/n felt a surge of adrenaline coursing through her veins. This was it – the moment they had been preparing for. She took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart as they began to rehearse their lines.

But as they started to act out the scene, Y/n couldn't help but feel self-conscious. She was acutely aware of Drew's presence beside her, his body inches away from hers. Every touch, every word felt like it was magnified a thousand times over.

"Drew, I'm sorry, I just can't do this," she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper.

Drew turned to her, concern etched on his face. "What's wrong, Y/n? Are you okay?"

Y/n shook her head, tears pricking at the corners of her eyes. "I'm sorry, I'm just so nervous. I don't know if I can go through with this."

Drew reached out and gently brushed away her tears, his touch sending a jolt of electricity through her body. "Hey, it's okay. We don't have to do this if you're not comfortable. Your well-being is more important than any scene."

Y/n felt a rush of gratitude towards Drew, his words washing away her fears like a gentle tide. She knew that she could always count on him to be there for her, no matter what.

"Thank you," she whispered, leaning into his touch. "I don't know what I would do without you."

Drew smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "You'll never have to find out. We're in this together, remember?"

And with Drew by her side, Y/n knew that she could conquer anything – even the most daunting of scenes. As they prepared to try again, she felt a newfound sense of confidence coursing through her veins.

Together, they would create magic onscreen, their friendship blossoming into something more beautiful than they could have ever imagined. And as they lost themselves in the world of make-believe, Y/n couldn't help but feel grateful for the love and support of her dear friend, Drew.

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maybankswhore · 1 year

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𝐁𝐄𝐆𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍 — 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐖𝐎.

SUMMARY: you see rafe for the first time since getting together with jj & it doesn’t hurt.

PAIRING(S): jj maybank x fem!reader + a little bit of rafe cameron x fem!reader.

WARNINGS: cursing.

you can read part one here! but it’s not really needed to read for this particular plot. this isn’t proofread & it is a bit long so maybe a dragging on dialogue warning ha.

Things had went really good with you and JJ. It had almost felt like a breath of fresh air , peaceful. He was always kind to you and loving , always making sure to dote on you even when you complained about it— picking you up after every shift at work and learning to braid your hair so you didn’t have to do it because you always whined about it hurting your arms. It was the little things that caused your heart to grow fonder and before you knew it , the two of you became attached at the hip.

Everyone on the island could see the red hearts following you two around wherever you went , always swooning and smiling when they saw you.

JJ had been the happiest he had ever been with you. As cliché as it sounded— he’d go on and on to anyone that asked about you that you literally were the girl of his dreams. He adored everything about you from the way your eyes crinkled when you laughed really hard , to the way you always slept with one leg out from under the covers. You were kind , and loving and everything he always swore he’d never get. Most of all— he felt safe.

Today his arm was thrown around you as you and the rest of the Pogue’s stood around the bonfire. Your giggles were contagious to everyone around you as you humored JJ’s antics , finding every joke to be the most funny. Perhaps it was a tad bit annoying , but you really just found JJ’s personality so fun. He always knew how to lighten the mood and make a joke that turned everyone’s day around.

In the middle of JJ leaning down to whisper in your ear , your eye’s flickered over to Sarah when she groaned loudly. “Of course he’s here.”

Your stomach had flipped as you followed her eyes to the side of you. Her brother stood a few feet away from you with his friends , watching you. You were shocked to see him. He usually never came on this side of the island , always rambling on about how ‘disgusting’ it was and ran by Pogue’s. You hadn’t meant to make eye contact with him , but when you did your stomach had began flipping in knots.

“I’m sorry , Y/N/N. I didn’t know he was coming or I would’ve said something.” Sarah apologized. The sound of her voice finally made you break away and look at her , shaking your head with a smile.

“It’s fine , Sarah.”

JJ scoffed. “Like hell it is.” His grip tightened around your shoulders protectively , shooting Rafe glares that was only answered in cocky smirks. “He really has some nerve showing his face here.”

Your bottom lip became trapped between your teeth as you anxiously fell into JJ’s embrace , wrapping your own arm around his waist to settle his nerves. “Let’s not worry about him , alright?”

JJ glanced down at you and studied your face quickly. What was he looking for? He wasn’t entirely sure. Maybe it was him just being insecure or stupidly jealous , but he knew that Rafe had once been your everything. John B had told him numerous times the stories he’d heard from Sarah and how much you cried over him , how much the two of you would fight. JJ wasn’t an idiot and he knew relationships like that left their mark , but feeling you nuzzle yourself innocently into him while looking up at him with a small smile caused his shoulders to relax slowly. “’m okay. Fine. But he says one wrong things and it’s over—”

Sensing all of his tension melt away , you grinned and stood up as tall as you could to press a kiss to your cheek. You tried to ignore the way Rafe’s eyes burned in the back of your skull. It wasn’t that you were ashamed or uncomfortable— you just didn’t want any drama or conflict. You had avoided it thus far and you wanted to do your best to keep it that way despite Rafe being known as the biggest drama queen on the island.

JJ cheeks blushed that color pink you loved seeing. One that always coated his cheeks after every kiss , even though you had done it so many times before that. The butterflies were still very much alive.

The night went on pretty peacefully. You had drank a little but not enough to be absolutely intoxicated. The six of you had ended up sitting on the logs rather than standing , each pair engrossed in their own conversations. JJ wasn’t too far from you , laughing loudly with Pope and John B. You , Sarah , and Kiara huddled together giggling amongst yourselves.

“John B let me do his makeup the other night.” Sarah confessed with a girlish giggle , her eyes becoming slightly hooded from the drinks she had. Her confession made you and Kiara burst into laughter.

“Please tell me you took a picture of that.” Kiara clapped her knee , doubled over with laughter.

“Sadly I couldn’t. It was a part of the deal.” Sarah sighed sadly. “For my eyes only! Literally. I couldn’t even take a picture and hide it in a folder.”

The pout on her face made you chuckle before pulling out your own phone. You quickly searched for the picture of JJ that you had taken not too long ago , a full face of makeup on. After bugging him for days , JJ had finally given in. “Your man sucks , tell him get like mine.” You teased , giving your phone to them to see the picture of JJ posing proudly.

The picture had sent them over the edge. The expression on JJ’s face as he posed for you , holding out a peace sign and popping out his hip that you had for one of your Instagram pictures.

“Send that to me now.” Kiara snatched the phone away from Sarah to send it to herself. “This is definitely gonna come in handy one day.”

Gasping , you ripped the phone out of her hand before she could press send. “He’d never let me do it again if you did that.” You argued.

Kiara struggled to speak through her laughter. “Yeah right! He’d do anything you’d tell him to.”

“That boys got it bad.” Sarah drawled out , singing the last word softly. Kiara nodded in agreement making you roll your eyes.

“Yeah whatever.” You sighed.

Sarah quirked an eyebrow at you. “Oh come on , Y/N. You’ve gotta know he’d get down on all fours and bark if you wanted.”

“Can we actually see that?” Kiara teased. “Please tell him to do that and let me know when so I can get my camera ready.”

“You guys , leave him alone!” Defending JJ , you glanced over at him to check on him. His hands were frailed in the area around him as he told whatever story he was telling passionately , and you couldn’t help but watch him with a smile.

Kiara pretended to throw up. “You guys are so fucking disgusting.”

“I think it’s adorable.” Sarah cooed , making you grin at her. “I never seen you that happy with my brother.” She said while crinkling her nose. The drinks making her tongue loose. The mention of Rafe made your blood run cold , the whole relationship still stinging at a certain part of you. You were over him— completely , but he damaged a big part of you. She must’ve noticed your face fall and her eyes widened in shame. “Oh shit , I’m sorry for bringing it up.”

“Don’t be.” You brushed it off.

“Yeah don’t be.”

You jumped at the sound of Rafe’s voice booming behind you. Those three words making everyone’s head snap towards him. Before you had a chance to say anything JJ was on his feet , walking right over to you. “The fuck are you doing?”

JJ’s hand wrapped around your bicep and gently helped pull you up , bringing you as close to him as he could. He kept his shoulders square and his jaw up , showing Rafe who was in charge.

Rafe chuckled lowly and put his hands up defensively. “What? Can’t come see my sister?”

“Don’t use me as your excuse , Rafe.” Sarah snapped at him , annoyed her brother was yet again— causing more drama with her friends.

“Yeah we all know you’re here to be some creep and stalk , Y/N.” Kiara snarled towards him. Her hands were in fists at her sides.

Rafe ignored them and discarded them with the roll of his eyes. They flickered to JJ’s attitude , then to his arm on your shoulder then back to your face. He was quiet for a minute as he thought of what to say. Though you could barely meet his eyes. “So that’s why you blocked my number.” Rafe’s nose scrunched at the thought of you with JJ , disgust dripping off his words. “Thought you had better taste than that.”

“You got a problem , man?” JJ’s arm was off of you as fast as it was put there. Bucking up to Rafe who didn’t so much as flinch.

“Let me talk to her.” Was all he said.

“Not gonna happen , Cameron.” JJ laughed bitterly. He made sure to stand in front of you , blocking you away from him.

“Why?” Rafe cocked his head to the side. “Scared that’s all it takes to have her come running back?”

JJ was fast as he lifted his arm but not fast enough for Pope to come to your defense , knowing that was the last thing you wanted. “JJ , bro , calm down.”

Taking in a shaky breath , you grabbed JJ’s shoulder to get his attention. The minute he felt you touch him , he spun around— ignoring Rafe’s existence. “Let’s just go , me and you.”

Nodding with a small smile you slid your arm down to his hand and gave it a squeeze. “I need to talk to Rafe first.” You muttered. JJ’s eyes went wide and immediately shook his head.

“Y/N , no.”

“JJ , yes.” You told him softly. You cupped his cheek gently in hopes it’d calm him down. “We’ll leave right after. We’ll leave.” You emphasized.

Rafe grumbled at the interaction in front of him. Like a child , he held his stomach like he was going to he physically ill from it but you ignored him.

JJ studied your face , scanning it for any sign he needed to worry. But your eyes were soft , and your touch felt genuine. He couldn’t help but sigh and nod , knowing that you needed that closure— and he’d even feel better knowing it was closed.

“If he touches you it’s over with.” JJ muttered before kissing your lips softly , holding it there as a message to Rafe.

When you pulled away , he stepped to the side and Rafe’s attention went to you— a smirk on his face. “I knew you’d come to your senses.”

“Shut up or I’m walking away from you.” You glared at him , walking away in the opposite direction knowing he’d follow. Rafe winked at JJ who flipped him off , and did as you expected.

You crossed your arms as you stood to face him , the sight of him didn’t make your heart clench , it didn’t make your throat close or your head hurt like crazy. Standing in front of you was just Rafe , not the Rafe you had once loved. Not the Rafe you spent months with— years , almost with. A person.

“I need you to know that it’s over you.”

“It’s not—”

“It is.” You cut him off with a shake of your head. “What happened between us means nothing to me anymore and frankly , you mean nothing to me.” Instead of hurt , you felt angry. Angry that he had the nerve to walk up to your group of friends , that he thought it’d be light hearted and quirky and somehow gain your attention once again.

“You don’t mean that.” Rafe shrugged. “You’ve had your fun , okay? We’ll work it out. I forgive you for messing with that dirty little Pogue and you can forgive me about what happened—” He went to move closer but you backed away.

“No.” Firmly standing your ground , you looked him in the eyes. “I don’t forgive you for what happened and believe me I tried that ‘forgive but don’t forget’ bullshit but you don’t deserve for me to forget. You hurt me , Rafe. You really hurt me. I loved you so much and you did time and time again. I loved you and you took advantage of that so honestly— fuck you.” Your pointer finger stared at him accusingly. “Fuck you for wasting my fucking time. This is it. This is the closure and after this I never want to talk to you again.”

Rafe stared at you like you had grown a third head. In all the time he had known you , he had never seen you like this. So bold and outspoken. You weren’t that timid girl who was too afraid to order her own meal at a restaurant anymore. “You don’t love him.” Was all he could say , his tongue poking his cheek. He wouldn’t show it and he wouldn’t say it— but it hurt him more than he thought it would. Maybe he never thought you’d get over him. Maybe he assumed you’d take him right back and blow off whatever guy was occupying your time. Sure it had been a couple months , but you couldn’t have fallen in love. You couldn’t have.

“I–I do.” Though you hadn’t admitted it to JJ just yet , you knew that you did. “And it’s right this time.”

“JJ Maybank?” Rafe said his name like it was the most outlandish thing in the world. “Really?”

“Really , Rafe. He doesn’t cheat on me at every party. He doesn’t laugh at me when I cry because the movie’s sad. He lets me listen to whatever I want in the car and he laughs at my jokes. He likes when I wear that red dress and heels. He loves me for all that I am and never tries to change that.” Everything had seemed to make sense in your head as you explained it to him , saying it out loud like that.

“Y/N—”

“You don’t love me , Rafe. You loved how I loved you.” You told him with your voice going softer. “But I know somewhere inside of you is capable of loving someone the way JJ loves me and when you find her , don’t make out with every girl you see and take lines of their ass.” You laughed , laughed at something that once broke your heart into a million pieces but now it humorous to you. Healed.

Rafe couldn’t find the words to say. His mouth couldn’t even open at that. He just stood there and watched you walk away back into JJ’s arms who instinctively wrapped around you , rubbing up and down the skin. He watched as he kissed you and the way you wrapped your arms around his neck , giggling and blushing like you once did with him.

It was too late to be sorry and he realized that.

You had started over. You began to fall in love all over again and Rafe was old news to you now— and it hurt a little more than he realized it would.

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lovelyjj · 7 months

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When I Was Your Man

jj maybank x ex!reader ——> rafe cameron x reader

wc: 3.3k

lyrics in italics and in bold

Same bed but it feels just a little bit bigger now

Our song on the radio but it don't sound the same

When our friends talk about you, all it does is just tear me down

'Cause my heart breaks a little when I hear your name

JJ was still getting used to waking up without out you. The other side of his bed lay empty. He would wake up without your body heat and you snuggled next to him. Each morning he woke up he felt cold and entirely alone.

Today was no different, he stretched his arm out to the other side of the bed hoping to find a body. Instead he was met with cold sheets. The bed felt too large to be in, swallowing him whole.

JJ got up as he was going to hang out with the pogues today. After A few minutes he walked out of his room and met John B outside. The twinkie was waiting for the two of them.

John B and JJ hopped in the twinkie and started on the road to pick up Pope.

As John B was driving JJ's heart sunk as a familiar tune made its way on the radio. It was "Say You Won't Let Go." Your song.

John B made a motion to turn it up.

"You like this song right JJ?" John B inquired.

"No shut it off please." JJ pleaded.

John B was fiddling with the volume button that it wasn't turning off fast enough. JJ reached his hand over and slammed it off.

***flash back***

The radio hummed as the five of you ate at the wreck. Then one of your favorite songs came on through the radio.

"Dance with me JJ," you spoke standing up.

JJ got up as well and made his way over to you.

You took JJ's hands in yours and swung into him and then out. JJ slipped his hand around your waist and kept his other hand in yours.

The soft melody of "Say You Won't Let Go" rang in your ears. JJ spun you around and you smiled brightly at him.

JJ's heart skipped a beat when you looked at him like that. Your eyes sparkling and showing him love. Your bright smile that told him your happy with him.

Then you turned towards JJ and sang, "I wanna live with you even when we're ghosts. 'Cause you were always there for me when I needed you most."

The words you sang rang true as you sang them. The way JJ herd the way you meant what you were singing.

JJ continued to the next verse and mouthed, "I'm gonna love you till my lungs give out."

The two of you swayed as you danced. You were wrapped up in one another and slow dancing.

"This is our song now," You grinned.

"Of course baby it's ours," JJ responded.

You gave JJ a hug as your dancing came to an end. He secured his arms around you and squeezed tightly. He than proceeded to kiss your forehead.

***flashback ends***

JJ and the pogues were all back at the château outside enjoying each others company.

"What should we do today?" John B asked.

"I don't know we could go to the beach," Pope suggested.

"Y/N always loved the beach." Kiara reminded everyone.

At the mention of your name JJ froze. He felt his heart stutter. JJ hearing your name crushed him.

"Yeah she always loved looking at the waves," Sarah stated.

"I wish she was here with us," John B commented.

"Can we actually not talk about Y/N right now," JJ spoke.

"Right sorry JJ," John B apologized.

Everyone did end up going to the beach. JJ however looked glum. All his friends noticed his strange behavior but no one commented on it.

Truth be told JJ was thinking about you. He couldn't seem to get you off his mind. He was reminiscing about the times you had together. He missed you a lot and he had no idea what to do about it.

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It all just sounds like ooh, ooh, ooh, hoo

Mm, too young, too dumb to realize

That I should have bought you flowers

And held your hand

Should have gave you all my hours

When I had the chance

Take you to every party 'cause all you wanted to do was dance

***flash back***

JJ wasn't stupid. He knew that having a catch as good as you was lucky. He also knew that in order to keep you he had to treat you right. He also had to do special things for you.

JJ was young and he didn't have that much money. Coming from the cut, he felt he wasn't worthy of your love. He was poor and came from nothing, therefore would not amount to anything. He sometimes felt like he didn't deserve you.

You were at the grocery store and when you first walked in there was a bunch of bouquets of flowers in buckets. "Oooh look how pretty!" you exclaimed.

You picked up a bunch of sunflowers and held them to your nose. You inhaled and JJ watched as you did so. He couldn't afford anything more than food. So as embarrassed as he was he took your hand and ushered you away from the roses and to the food aisles. "Come on let's go."

JJ dropped your hand once you reached the food aisle and didn't hold it again. You went to grab his hand when you were leaving the store but he put his hand in his pocket instead, silently dismissing you.

When you got back from the store you decided to hang out at the château. You and JJ were on the couch relaxing when you thought of some things to do together.

"Hey J, do you want to go have a picnic?"

"No not really," he replied.

"Ok do you want to go surfing?"

"No I got some stuff to work on actually, I'm gonna head out," JJ got up to stand and walked out without even kissing you goodbye.

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A week later there was a party at the boneyard. You were really excited to go because you loved parties. You loved the atmosphere and the energy. You liked to mingle and talk and most of all dance drunkenly.

You were in the hammock at the château wondering what you were gonna wear to the party today when JJ approached you. You were happy to see your boyfriend and excited to spend time with him at the party.

"Hey baby, I have some bad news," JJ announced.

"What is it?"

"I can't take you to the party today."

"Why not?" You questioned.

"I have to help John B with something, it's really important and I'm really sorry." JJ expressed.

"Ok well can't I just go without you," you figured.

"What? Are you crazy?! No you can't. I won't be there to protect you from all the guys that hit on you. No way. Not happening." JJ seethed.

"It's not like I will accept their advances. I won't engage with them. I just want to dance," you replied.

"But what happens when guys come up behind you and take hold of your hips and have you grind on them," JJ raised a brow.

"Like that will ever happen," you countered.

"You never know."

"So there's no way in hell your letting me go to this party?" you asked again.

"Nope." JJ put his foot down, crossing his arms.

"Please go away so I don't tell you off."

JJ walked away without another word and you laid in the hammock wondering what you did to have not earned his trust.

You ended up not going to the party per JJ's wishes and you were sad about it. You ended up stuck in your room watching romantic comedies.

***flashback ends***

Now my baby's dancing

But she's dancing with another man

JJ was at the bonfire. He was dragged here by John B. He wasn't really in a party mood but he decided to get something to drink. JJ got a beer from the cooler and leaned against the wall assessing the party.

What he didn't except was to see was you dancing with Rafe. You were holding hands with Rafe and twirling from side to side. You were in your own little world. Rafe was swinging you in and out from his chest and dancing to the music.

JJ was about to spit fire. He was seething. Out of all the people you could be with you chose Rafe. JJ was no angel but he wasn't anything like Rafe. Rafe was evil, pond scum, terrible and JJ was protective, calm, laidback, and nice.

JJ watched you dance with Rafe with a scowl on his face. He wasn't happy. That should be him. He should be the one that has you in his arms. He should be the one making you laugh. He should be the one you choose. He should be the one you dance with.

Rafe didn't deserve you. No one was worthy enough for you except him. He hated seeing you dance with someone else. He thought back to when you wanted to go to a party and he said he wouldn't take you. He felt bad and guilty about it because you most likely wanted to dance with him.

JJ had half a mind to go over there and fight Rafe. He chose to stand there watching and biting his tongue. Then something happened that JJ didn't expect. Rafe grabbed your face and lowered his head to place his lips on yours.

JJ was fuming. How dare he kiss you in front of him. JJ wasn't thinking clearly maybe it was the alcohol coursing through his veins but he made his way over to where you and Rafe were.

JJ stepped up to the pair of you and tapped Rafe on the shoulder.

"What the hell is your problem?"

"My problem? You wanna know what my problem is oh I'll tell you my problem," JJ pointed an accusatory finger at Rafe.

Then JJ looked on your direction and saw your apprehensive face.

"JJ don't do this," you begged.

"I think you can cool it with the PDA," JJ grumbled.

""Or what?" Rafe stuck is tongue against his cheek.

"Or else i'll fight you." JJ crossed his arms and getting up in Rafe's face.

"Oh I'd love to see you try," Rafe responded.

"No we don't we don't need to see it," You gathered Rafe and tried to pull him in a different direction.

"Count your blessings JJ," Rafe spit out before walking off with you, arm thrown around your waist.

My pride, my ego, my needs, and my selfish ways

Caused a good strong woman like you to walk out my life

Now I never, never get to clean up the mess I made, oh

And that haunts me every time I close my eyes

***flashback***

The château was empty besides you and JJ. The other pogues were at the beach, leaving you two alone. The sun was setting dipping below the horizon, painting the sky in pink and orange.

The air was crisp and chilly. The breeze from the screen door drifted into the room making you shiver. It was almost the evening time and you were sat on the couch.

JJ was in the lounge chair next to you, smoking a blunt. There was something bothering you and JJ was oblivious to it. You sat there with an annoyed look on your face waiting for JJ to notice.

It wasn't until JJ was done with his blunt that he looked on your direction. He had been busy thinking about work. He hadn't noticed your irritation until now.

"What's the matter?" JJ asked.

You let out a big sigh. You were tired, so tired of putting up with JJ. You believed he wasn't treating you right. It was always all about him. What he wanted to do, where he wanted to go. He was always boasting about himself.

"Nothing JJ, I'm just tired," you responded.

"Well something must be bothering you if you keep looking at me like that," JJ reasoned.

"Alright fine, I'm annoyed at you for being so selfish all the time," you frowned.

"What do you mean?" JJ questioned.

"I mean it's like you don't even care about me anymore. Sometimes you hurt me and you don't even show remorse. You don't care how your behavior impacts me," you huffed.

"So you want to change who I am?" JJ was shocked. He didn't know where this was coming from. He thought everything was fine between you two. He didn't know this had been brewing for a while.

"No, I'm just saying I don't appreciate how you've been acting." You replied.

"Right because I've been so bad," JJ scoffed.

"I'm not trying to criticize you I'm trying to better our relationship by helping you realize the problem," you explained.

"Sounds like you are," JJ countered.

"Well i'm not."

"Whatever Y/N," JJ stated.

"JJ stop being a jerk and listen to me," you begged.

"What?" JJ looked at you like he was annoyed.

"I can't keep putting up with you," you said exasperated.

You got up, and walked outside fed up with JJ's attitude. JJ quickly followed you outside. He was determined to prove to you he was a good boyfriend.

"Y/N! Y/N! wait," JJ called out.

You spun around with a angry look on your face, "JJ I'm done I've had it I don't want to be with you anymore," you were done with his behavior lately and you needed your space.

"Y/N, please I can change, I'll do better," JJ pleaded.

"Those are just empty promises," you spat.

"No they aren't," JJ argued.

"JJ I give up. You know things haven't been good between us for a while. I think it's time to call it quits," you sadly said.

"But I still love you," JJ cried.

"I love you too, but I don't think that's enough anymore," you sighed.

"Goodbye JJ," you spoke softly.

As you turned around and started to walk off, a tear rolled down JJ's cheek. He knew it was over, you ended things and it was entirely his fault.

*****flashback ends*****

JJ was reflecting on your relationship. Ever since he lost you he been beating himself up. Every time he closes his eyes he sees your retreating figure leaving him.

JJ knew he made mistakes, he knew he was in the wrong and made a mess of things. He wanted to win you back desperately. But he also knew you were with Rafe now. You have moved on.

It all just sounds like ooh, ooh, ooh, hoo

Mm, too young, too dumb to realize

That I should have bought you flowers

And held your hand

Should have gave you all my hours

When I had the chance

Take you to every party 'cause all you wanted to do was dance

JJ thought about your relationship from the beginning to the end. It was truly magical. The beginning was glamorous and fun. The newness of it brought a sense of excitement.

Falling in love with you was one of the easiest things JJ could have done. You were perfect for him. Your relationship was filled with adventure and love along with joy.

When JJ first saw you he was immediately hooked on you. There was something about you that made him feel something in his chest. When you two started talking he was over the moon. Eventually since there was sparks between you two you started dating.

Dating you was like sunshine at the beach. Warm and inviting, along with happiness. It was all sunshine and rainbows for the most part. Towards the end is when everything went downhill. But JJ tried his best to be a good boyfriend for most of the relationship.

You were his drug. Without you he was nothing. You made his days better and brighter.

He got caught up in the highlights of the relationship that he didn’t realize he was sabotaging it.

JJ wished he bought you flowers. He wished he was more caring and didn’t act like a dumbass near the end of the relationship. He wished he gave you more attention instead of throwing himself into work.

Now my baby's dancing

But she's dancing with another man

Although it hurts

I'll be the first to say that I was wrong

Oh, I know I'm probably much too late

To try and apologize for my mistakes

But I just want you to know

JJ wanted to apologize for his actions. He felt bad for what happened and felt like he could of fought for you more.

How can he apologize when you are with Rafe. JJ doubts Rafe would let him even get close to you, which made JJ feel even worse.

JJ was replaying your break up in his head over and over. He wasn't over you and it had been months. He kept thinking there was something he could of said or did that would have prevented the break up.

At work at the country club, girls would come up to him and flirt with him. They would ask him out and of course he would turn them down. There was only one girl he wanted to go out with but he blew it.

JJ was depressed. He went to work and back to the château and slept most of the time he wasn't working. John B would try and get him to go out with him and hang out, to get out of the house but JJ turned him down every time.

JJ was also hurting. Even though it was his fault that everything went wrong he still loved you. He was lost without you. Other than sleeping and work he also started drinking and smoking a lot more. He was a hot mess.

I hope he buys you flowers

I hope he holds your hand

Give you all his hours

When he has the chance

Take you to every party

'Cause I remember how much you loved to dance

Do all the things I should have done

When I was your man

Do all the things I should have done

When I was your man

Rafe was in his kitchen when he saw that the mail came. You were still peacefully sleeping and Rafe didn't want to wake you. He took the stack of envelopes and looked through the mail.

It was mainly just bills but then he saw a letter addressed to him. He decided to open it, and what was inside he was not expecting.

Rafe,

I know you don't like me and that is valid but I feel that it's important for me to tell you these things. I also feel like you might throw this away so I encourage you to read this. Do it for Y/N if not for me. I know you care about her so I trust you will do the right thing.

Y/N is breathtaking. In every way. Treat her with love and kindness as well as respect everyday. I know I should have treated her better and it's something I will regret for the rest of my life.

I expect you to keep her happy. I don't want you to take what i'm saying lightly. Y/N deserves the world and more and if you can't give her that than move on. I assume you think you can give her the world so I have some very important tips.

She likes bubble baths with coconut scented products. She likes extra hot chamomile tea at night time. She likes to have bonfires at the beach after watching the sunset. She likes to slow dance in the kitchen. She likes getting her nails done.

You should get her flowers every once and a while because she lights up when she sees them. When she's mad she will shut you out but let her come to you. When she's sad be her shoulder to cry on. And ice cream also helps a lot. Her favorite is cookies n cream.

When you feel like she could use a break because she's a hard worker treat her to a spa day or something. She doesn't loose her temper often but when she does listen to her. She will most likely apologize first in arguments, but don't always let her do that.

She's scared of thunder so make sure to be attentive and extra kind when it's storming. Sometimes all she needs is reassurance so be there for her and reassure her as much as you can. Her love language is physical touch so be there for her in ways that support her needs.

Hold her hand in public, it makes her feel safe. When you are at a party she loves to dance so make sure you dance with her. When you feel like you're becoming possessive trust her she would never do anything to be disloyal.

Love her with your whole heart because she deserves it. Treat her like she's the only girl in the world. Treat her like a princess. I know I could have done a lot better as a boyfriend so she deserves better than me. And I hope to god for your sake that's you.

-JJ

Rafe was shocked. He decided not to tell you about the letter because he didn't want to bring up old wounds. So, he tucked the letter away and went to go cuddle into you.

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ℳ𝒶𝓎𝒷𝒶𝓃𝓀𝓈 𝓈𝒾𝓈𝓉ℯ𝓇

Chapter 2- Explanations

Series masterlist

Warnings: daddy issues, drinking, readers more empathic than I’ll ever be, some angst, this is long so grab ur popcorn!

Summary- you finally listen to your boyfriend’s explanation of why what happened, happened. You feel for him, understand his actions. you begin to realize it’s him or your brother.

You glanced at your phone screen and back at your dad on the couch. Was it a good idea leaving him right now? He sat there, switching through the tv channels, mumbling to himself.

He had been drowning himself in his beer ever since Jj came. He hasn’t come back since, you haven’t seen him or heard from him since you dropped him off at his friends house after he had begged to be.

He shouted angrily at you, threw things, and yet it was always you taking care of him at the end of the day.

It was always you tucking him into bed like he was a fucking kid.

“coming in a second,” You typed back. Rafe had been begging for you to come over so he could explain- even going as far as to coming to the house, while you weren’t there.

“Hey, dad, I’m gonna go out for a bit. You gonna be okay?” You asked him, looking up from your phone.

“Where you goin’?”

“My boyfriends.”

“Was that the uh…” he took a sip, pausing before speaking. “Boy that came the other day?”

“Yeah. Rafe.”

“Rafe? Like Rafe Cameron? You,” he laughed as if if it was the funniest thing in the world. “Y/n Maybank, who is 19 and still living with her dad, are dating a kook from figure 8?”

“Yes, dad. Not everything’s about money. Are you gonna be okay here?”

He shook his head to himself, before standing up, slamming his fist onto the table next to him. You flinched at the sound.

“I’m not a fucking kid, y/n. You don’t have to watch over me like I am.”

“Your PO-“ you tried. His mood had changed drastically.

“I don’t give a shit about what my PO says.” He interrupted, downing the rest of his drink and throwing it onto the ground, shattering underneath him.

Your lip trembled as you looked at him. “Okay. I’m sorry. I’m gonna…” you took a deep breath, standing up. “I’m gonna go, dad. Be careful.” You mumbled to him, slamming the door and starting your car.

Grabbing your phone from your pocket, you sent him “on my way”

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“Hey, wheezie. Where’s your brother?” You asked her when she opened the door.

“Hi, y/n. He’s in his room. He’s in one of his moods. You okay?” She asked, noticing your state. Your eyes were red and your face was puffy, you reeked heavily of beer and weed, from your dad.

“I’m fine, thank you.” You told her when she opened the door, and walked to his room. She knocked on his door.

“Go away, wheezie.” He said agitatedly, getting a line ready on his desk.

“Y/n’s here.” She said. You could hear him getting up from the bed, putting things away before he unlocked his door.

“Hi.” He sniffed, looking at you. Wheezie rolled her eyes and left, closing her door.

“Hi.”

He opened up his door and motioned for you to come in. He locked it again and you stood in front of him.

It was silent, the both of you staring at each other. He leaned against his desk now, running a hand through his hair.

“You wanted to explain what happened, so… explain.” You spoke first.

He sighed, biting the inside of his cheek before speaking.

“I heard that dad wanted to take Sarah to the Bahamas for some business trip. And what the fuck did Sarah know about business? Nothing. She was running around with the fuckin’…” he stopped his talking for a moment, remembering your brother.

“It doesn’t matter. I was at the tarmac, and I didn’t think… I didn’t think anything like that would happen.”

“Sheriff peterkin told my dad to get on the ground.” He relived the moments in his head, each agonizing moment. “She put a gun to his head and began to arrest him. I couldn’t just.. I couldn’t just watch him get fuckin’ arrested.”

“What was he getting arrested for?” You asked him quietly.

He shook his head. He didn’t want to say.

You swallowed the lump in your throat, the tension in the room thick.

“Rafe…” you began.

“I didn’t wanna do it.” He mumbled, his voice a croak now. He held his face in his hands, shakily breathing out.

You walked closer to him, he just looked the other way as you gave him a hug, something he had not expected.

He began to stutter out, but you stopped him.

“Sh, sh, sh. It’s fine. You’re fine.” You told him, he cried onto you, your shirt getting soaked.

“Sorry.” He mumbled, clearing his throat and wiping the tears from his eyes, pulling away from you now.

One thing about rafe is he never cried. At least not in front of people. He hated to feel vulnerable.

“I just wanted him to… I just wanted him to pay attention to me for once, you know?” He pointed to himself. “Everything’s about fuckin’ Sarah, forget me and Wheezie.” He motioned to the door on the other side.

“I get it.” You did get it, knowing exactly how he felt. He felt bad for his actions. You could tell.

“Sorry. Thank you. For…” he sniffled and cleared his throat again. “For listening.”

“Yeah.”

“How’ve you been…?” He asked, not having seen you in a little.

“I’ve been… okay. I guess. Jj hasn’t come back since he stole the boat, but then he got in trouble with the sbi for helping his friend escape or something, then the phantom drowned and shit.”

“So… that was fun explaining to my dad.” You took a deep breath. He’s been… angrier since then. Feel like it’s my fault, kind of.”

“It’s not your fault.” He quickly spoke, a frown on his face as he listened.

You shrugged. “I don’t know.”

He picked up a cup from his desk, offering it to you.

You shook your head and a small smile on your face. “I think you need it more than me.”

“Shit, I think we both need it.” He chuckled, pouring the liquid down his throat and putting it down onto the table.

“You can stay here. If you want.” He offered once it became silent.

“Oh. No. It’s- I don’t have any clothes or anything, so… I wouldn’t wanna interrupt…”

“Just borrow some of mine. You’re not interrupting anything.”

“Are you sure?”

“If I wasn’t sure I wouldn’t have offered it. You should go take a shower.” He told you.

“Yeah.” You glanced down at yourself. He went to his closet, grabbed a towel and rummaged through his drawers for clothes.

You stood behind him, he handed you a stack of his clothes and you gave him a small smile.

“Thank you, rafe.”

“Of course.” Was all he said, he directed you to where the bathroom was and you entered it.

Jesus Christ, this bathroom is fucking huge. You thought, looking around. How the hell did this shower even work?

You turned on the shower, getting rid of your clothes and letting the droplets fall onto your skin with a sigh.

Once you got out, you changed into his clothes. Leaving the bathroom, you grabbed your stuff and dried off your hair when someone walked by.

Ward.

He looked at you, stopping for a moment.

“Who are you?”

“Hi, sir. Sorry.” You quickly turned to him. You told him your name and held out your hand for him to shake.

Rafe came out from his room, his eyes landing on the both of you.

“She’s my uh… my girlfriend. She’s staying the night.” He swallowed. Hesitating because he wasn’t sure how his dad would react.

Ward furrowed his eyebrows at that.

“Nice to meet you.” He said, giving you a small nod and smile.

Ward eyed Rafe, who just rolled his eyes at his dad and led you back into his room.

“Sorry. About him.”

“It’s fine.”

“I guess I should tell you… I have to go to uh… peterkins funeral tomorrow. I don’t know if you wanna go or…” he took a deep breath.

“Okay.”

“Okay..?”

“I’ll go.”

“Okay.” He nodded. Inside, he was just glad to have some sort of emotional support there. Knowing his dad wouldn’t be helpful.

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The drive to the funeral was silent. You greeted and introduced yourself to Rose, who seemed to like you a bit more than Ward did.

You noticed Rafe’s distant eyes, putting a hand on his shoulder and just leaning against him was enough to ground him.

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“I should really get going.” You mumbled, his lips were on your neck and you were laying against the bed.

“Why?” He mumbled against your skin, his hands wrapped around you.

“My dad. I can’t leave him alone this long.”

He nodded. “Right. Right. Of course. Sorry.” He said, running a hand through his hair, getting off you.

“Thank you for letting me stay again.”

“Text me anytime you need to, okay?”

You nodded, standing up and gathering your clothes now.

He stood up too, leading you downstairs and to the door. He cupped your face, smashing his lips against yours before you left, wrapping his arms around you.

“I’ll see you later, yeah?”

“Yeah.”

When you began to drove home, you noticed two familiar figures.

“Okay, I’m not sure, but I think they can see us from there.”

“Who cares? Should be glad I’m not setting the house on fire.” Kiara replied, turning to Pope and continuing her movements.

“Can you hurry up?”

“Look, doesn’t it piss you off? Even a little?!”

“Of course it pisses me off: I’m just-“ he paused. “I’m just trying to channel my rage into different vectors right now.”

“Oh, okay.” She stepped back, looking at her work she had done on the wall. “Not bad.”

“Hey, I think somebody’s up there.” Pope said, looking over the wall.

“Shit. It’s Rafe.”

“Look, we know what you did!” Kiara shouted to him.

“Hey, no.” He covered her mouth and began to pull her away.

“Murderers!”

“No, now is not the time. Are you serious?” They began to run when you pulled up to them.

“Kiara? Pope?”

“Y/n?” They both said in unison.

“What the hell are you two doing?” You motioned to the wall.

“What are you doing here?” Pope asked you.

They both hopped into your car without you saying anything.

“Oh, great, yeah, just hop into my fucking car why don’t you? I’m not a damn Uber.”

“Can you please just drive us somewhere?” Pope asked.

You sighed and shook your head to yourself.

“No. I can’t. I gotta go back home.”

“Please, y/n?”

Fuck. Being pulled into their stupid shit, again. You groaned, and began to drive to where they told you to.

Once you got there, they both thanked you multiple times and hopped in their boat.

“Hey, do you know where Jj is?” You shouted.

“He got a new job. That one place on figure eight, island sun.”

“Thank you.” You told them. Your dad would be fine for a few more minutes, you thought. But you had to figure out something with Jj, at least check up on him.

So, you put it into your phone and began driving to the restaurant.

You walked in on Jj having some sort of speech. You stood, frozen in your spot.

“My best friend, John B, did not kill Sheriff Peterkin! Rafe Cameron killed and shot the sheriff in cold blood!”

You swallowed as you listened. He wasn’t wrong. And that was the worst part.

He wasn’t wrong and yet you still felt for Rafe, you understood what he was going through and what he thought.

But he was still a murderer. A murderer who helped you in your darkest times, a murderer who you met while doing some stupid job as a teenager.

How was he going to react when he realized you’ve been dating him for months?

Kelce scoffed.

“That’s what happened.”

“Is that so hard to believe, Kelc?”

“It is actually hard for me to believe, because you know, it’s always…” he stood up from his chair. “The kooks fault. It’s never the pogues fault.”

Jesus Christ, this stupid shit. It was stupid, the whole pogues vs kooks thing. You never understood or cared for it.

Jj poured water onto Kelce, and Kelce threw his hands at Jj.

You stepped in now, grabbing Jj and pulling him away while Topper grabbed Kelce.

“Get off me!” He shoved you, the two broke up finally.

“It’s not the time, man.”

“Jj.” His boss called.

“Yeah, I know Raz. I’m fired.” He threw off his apron, you followed behind Jj, grabbing his shoulder.

“What the fuck was that?!” You asked him. He whipped around to meet your eyes.

“I cant stand there and fuckin’ listen to their bullshit! That’s my fucking friend they’re talking about, y/n. That’s my friend.” He motioned to them.

“I get it, J. I do, but you can’t keep doing this. You’re already on probation-“

“I don’t care, y/n. I don’t care anymore.” He hopped on his dirt bike. You called his name, he drove straight into the flowers, destroying it.

“Jj- please!” You shouted, he just drove off, flicking them off.

He sounded just like your dad.

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