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vainvenus · 3 days
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⌲;꒰ Pretty please!! ꒱
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Characters :: John "B" Routledge, JJ Maybank, Pope Heyward, Rafe Cameron.
Synopsis :: You ask your boyfriend to do a simple task for you just to see if he will.
Includings :: Short drabbles, established relationships, acts of service, nicknames, just lots of fluff, maybe ooc Rafe
An :: Just because I think this trend is adorable
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« J. Routledge »
"JB, can you pick out the pomegranate seeds for me? I don't like how sticky it is."
John B glanced back over at you as he stated at the Pomegranate and his lips press together in a thin line.
"Why didn't you get it in the cups? Where it's already all seeds?" He asks and you shrug, still holding the fruit out.
"It's sweeter this way. Please?"
He doesn't want to do it, not because he just doesn't want to; but because he doesn't really know how to peel a pomegranate.
But he nods with a smile as he grabs it from you and moves to grab the cutting board. "Of course, baby."
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« J. Maybank »
"JJ can you pretty please with cherries on top peel this orange for me?"
JJ chuckles a bit as he raises his brows in slight amusement, tilting his head towards you.
"What? Can't peel it on your own?"
He snickers, sort of making fun of you and you just shrug, holding it out to him again and he rolls his eyes playfully as he takes it from you.
He digs his nails into the skin of the fruit as he peels it back. He's a bit messy with it, but he gets the job done.
He takes one of the slices, popping it into his mouth and hands you the rest.
"There. Is there anything else of yours that I can peel off?"
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« P. Heyward »
"Pope! Tie my shoe, please."
"Of course." Pope hums and stops right in his tracks, he doesn't even question it or give you a confused look.
He gets down on his knees, patting one for you to place your shoe on his knee and he brings your hand to his shoulder to use as leverage.
He smiles as he ties your shoe, a simple task that he knows you could have done yourself but he doesn't mind doing it for you.
He taps your other shoe so both of them are tied the same and have less of a chance of untying without you even having to say anything.
He finished both shoes and dusts off his knees as he grabs your hand, entwining it with his and he places a kiss on your temple.
"There. Anything else you need?"
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« R. Cameron »
"Rafee! Can you reapply my lipgloss?"
Rafe looks over at you, not quite hearing you the first time so he walks over to you, leaning his golf club against the golf cart where your seated.
"What was that, princess?" He hums when he finally got close enough and you hold out your [f/color] lipgloss tube.
"I asked if you could reapply my lipgloss for me."
He's amused and a bit astonished at your request because it's so simple for you to do it yourself. He even narrows his gaze at you a little bit and you only smile.
"Are you fucking with me?"
"So is that a no?"
He inhales deeply and sighs, grabbing it from you. "Fine."
Rafe grabs your face softly to tilt your head up as you pucker your lips at him and he applies the lipgloss to your top and bottom lip in a fresh glossy coat.
"There. All better now?"
You nod, smiling and he can't help but smile back as he places a kiss on your lips and you groan that he messed it up.
He only shrugs and leans back in for another.
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ribbonprincess · 2 days
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⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡
JJ got a hand in your hair,scratching at your scalp softly while John b has a warm hand under your(his) shirt as he runs the tip of his finger down your spine. "you getting sleepy pup?" He ask,looking down at you while you hum,snuggling further between the two guys.
"yeah... you're so warm" you mumble as your eyelids start to close slowly,head tilted into JJ's hand while you hum happily. "I just..my brain doesn't want to turn off but I wanna sleep" you whine, receiving a coo from both boys as they look at each other with a knowing smirk. "you need that Brain turned off cupcake?" JJ asks,receiving a nod in response. John b hand travels down your back over the curve of your ass as you hum contently,letting his finger run over your clothed pussy.
"bee..." "I know,pup,I've got you...just relax mh?" Nodding with a smile you let him peel your panties down your legs as JJ starts to press sticky kisses on your neck. Your brunette boyfriend moves over the edge of the bed,spreading your legs apart as he hums. "there's my girl...should see her JJ,so wet" the boy chuckles,pressing a kiss to your clit before moving his finger over your mouth. "wet them for me,angel"
Opening your mouth you twirl your tongue around his digits,coating them in spit as he brings them back down,ghosting them over your entrance before slowly moving them inside. "yeah...there you go,nice and warm hm?" Before you can answer JJ tilt your head to the side,showing his tongue into your mouth as John b starts to move his fingers.
"just relax hm,we've got you princess" JJ mumbles as his hand moves over your tits,squeezing them with a pleased groan. Grinding into John B's palms you release a high pitched whine "bee" "yeah,can feel you squeezing me tight,you close already baby? just needed this so much?"Nodding in response,your back arches off the bed,holding onto your blonde boyfriend forearm for support as you clench around John b fingers. JJ smirk from behind you,continuing his work of fondling your boobs as his lips sucks at the skin between your neck and shoulder, "c'mon,sweets.. know you got in you,just need to let it out" he whispers into your ear. John b presses a kiss to your clit before bringing his thumb over it,rubbing the bundle in circles as he smiles. "let it go,pup" After a few more pumps you press your face into JJ's chest,moaning at the overwhelming sensations,the tanned skin boy slowly still his movements before removing his fingers completely out of you,licking them clean before coming back up and pressing a kiss to your lips. "let's get you clean up" He mumbles,chucking at your already closed eyes,a hum is all he gets as an answer as he wipes you down with a wet towel. "out like a light she goes" JJ chuckles as you snuggle into his side,John b taking his previous spot on your other side before pressing a kiss to your head. "goodnight puppy"
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leaclark · 18 hours
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rafe cameron mood board 💵⌚️⚱️
@fratrafecameron 😚
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rafescurtainbangz · 3 days
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I want that John D
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outerbanksworld · 2 days
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drew starkey mug (link below) US+UK
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https://ecllipzestudios.myshopify.com/products/drew-starky-pinterest-mug-11oz (US only)
https://ecllipzestudios.myshopify.com/products/drew-starkey-aesthetic-pinterest-mug-11oz (UK only)
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theprettythorton · 1 day
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SURPRISE SHAWTAYYYYS. safe to say i was about to pack up and leave the whole damn country, but im so grateful for @meganroutledge05 @rafecameron04 and especially my hubby @itsjohnnnb for setting my mind straight and calming me down. im so excited now and absolutely can’t wait to start a family with mylove🤍.
@itzkiaracarrera @topperthortonn @imonlysarah @jjmaybank19
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cupidsblonde · 2 days
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bf!jj who when you get your nails done he’s always touching them
bf!jj who when you’re on anything laying down, he’ll make a space in between your legs boyfriend sized and lays his head on your stomach and moves your hands to his head to scratch his head
bf!jj who’s least favorite part but also favorite of you getting your nails done is going with you to get them
bf!jj who if you ask him to pick a design or color his answer instantly is always “my tip color obviously”
bf!jj who when you have your nails done can only fall asleep when your scratching his head or running them up and down his back
bf!jj who thinks its wild how fast youre able to type on your phone with your nails when you get them crazy long
bf!jj who loves when you play with his hair especially when you have nails
bf!jj who somehow always comes up with the money to pay for your nails
bf!jj who learned how to do nails just for you
bf!jj who doesn’t get but loves how you do everything with the nails
bf!jj who asked how you wipe your ass with those “claws”
bf!jj who insists on helping you shotgun beers even if you say you can do it
bf!jj who say you get into a fight at a kegger with the nails and lets say watching you bite them off ahile arguing with the girl made him excited down there
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topperthortonn · 2 days
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safe to say she said yes🤷🏼‍♂️🤍 @itzkiaracarrera
@theprettythorton @itsjohnnnb @imonlysarah @meganroutledge05 @rafecameron04 @jjmaybank19
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user637363 · 3 days
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R&J
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—pairing: jj maybank x reader, ex!rafe cameron x reader
—synopsis: you and jj maybank, star crossed lovers. you both knew it wouldn’t work out.
—warnings: DARK!, major character death, gun violence, falling from high elevation, angst, hurt, please read at your own risk.
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“Where are you taking me?” You laughed, the sound echoing in the quiet of the bell tower as JJ guided her up the stairs. They had just escaped Midsummers, the distant sounds of music and chatter fading behind them.
You was a kook, through and through—a fact that had shaped much of her life. Your parents’ business partnership with the Camerons had not only placed her in the inner circle of the wealthy elite but had also woven her life tightly with Rafe Cameron’s for over three years.
From the outside, their relationship seemed like a fairy tale—the kook princess and the kook prince of the island—but beneath the surface laid an ocean conflicts.
Three weeks ago, you made a heart-wrenching decision—to walk away from the person you loved, Rafe. Their relationship had reached a breaking point. You felt yourself slipping further down his list of priorities, you constantly felt like a second choice to his drugs and you just couldn’t handle that.
Rafe Cameron had fallen hard and fast for you, his love for you burning brighter than any flame. From your days as childhood friends to the years of your relationship, Rafe had been completely infatuated with you.
When you ended things, Rafe was lost. He had never imagined a life without you, you two’s bond seemingly unbreakable. The pain of your absence was like a physical ache.
When Rafe first noticed your presence among the Pogues, a surge of fury rippled through him. The mere thought of you associating with them, especially JJ Maybank, sparked a fire of jealousy within him.
Three days after your painful breakup with Rafe, you found herself reluctantly agreeing to meet Sarah’s new boyfriend, John B, and his group of friends. You weren’t wasn’t sure what to expect, your heart still raw from the end of your relationship, but Sarah had been insistent, promising that a day at the beach with the Pogues would be just the distraction youneeded.
As you guys arrived at the beach, your eyes landed on JJ, a member of John B’s group.
From the moment you laid eyes on JJ, you felt a shift deep within you—a stirring of emotions unlike anything you had ever experienced before. It wasn’t just a fleeting attraction, no, it was a deep, soul-stirring connection.
“Can’t you see, Y/n?” JJ chuckled, his warm hand enveloping yours as he tugged you along. “We’re going up the bell tower.”
You giggled, the sound echoing in the stairwell, your white silk strapless dress billowing behind you as you climbed the stairs.
“There.” JJ smiled as he showed her the place they were anticipating for.
It was at the top of the bell tower and it was covered in roses and candles with a picnic sitting on the edge.
“Oh my god…” You started. “It’s beautiful.”
With a smile that lit up your face, you approached JJ and wrapped your arms around him in a warm hug. You could feel the steady beat of his heart against your chest.
As you pulled back slightly, Y/n cupped JJ’s face in her hands, her eyes locked on his. In that moment, the world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them standing amidst the roses and candles, lost in each other’s gaze.
Unbeknownst to you and JJ, Barry stood at the bottom of the bell tower, his gaze fixed on the stairs, a sinister smile playing on his lips. He had been waiting for this moment, watching from afar as you and JJ ascended the tower, oblivious to his presence.
Earlier that week, JJ found himself in a desperate situation, needing money for his father's bail. The situation had driven him to seek solace in the last place he ever thought he would—Barry's house.
As he stood in Barry's dimly lit living room, the smell of weed heavy in the air, JJ knew that this was not where he wanted to be. But the stress and worry over his father had clouded his judgment, leading him to make a decision he would soon regret.
JJ had refused to burden you with his troubles, knowing that you were already dealing with her own challenges. He had wanted to protect you from the harsh realities of his life, so he had kept his struggles to himself, choosing to face them alone. Resorting to buying weed from Barry’s house.
JJ sat on Barry’s couch as he waited for Barry to return with the weed.
“Wait here for like 10 minutes,” Barry spoke to JJ, his voice tinged with annoyance as he answered a call. “I’ll be back, so don’t try any smart shit, got it?”
JJ nodded, not intending to do anything. Three or so minutes passed and JJ got up just to stretch but as he got up a floorboard creeped then dropped opened.
And in it? Stacks of cash. Had to be at least 20k to 25k.
JJ really didn’t want to do it but he had too, for his dad.
JJ’s heart pounded in his chest as he looked around, ensuring no one was watching. With a quick, nervous glance over his shoulder, he reached down and grabbed the stacks of cash from the hidden compartment, his hands trembling as he collected every single dollar.
He quickly stuffed the money deep into his backpack, his heart racing. With a practiced hand, he carefully replaced the floorboard, ensuring it looked undisturbed, as if nothing had happened.
Barry returned just five minutes later, handing JJ the weed as promised and setting him free. JJ breathed a sigh of relief, grateful to be leaving Barry’s house without incident.
However, little did JJ know, this decision would come back to haunt him in ways he never imagined.
“Fuck this.” Barry whispered to himself and started to march up the bell tower. He knew that JJ took the money and wasn’t letting him off the hook so easily.
At the top of the tower, you gave JJ one last kiss before opening the picnic basket.
“You are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen,” JJ spoke. He wasn’t lying, in that moment you looked absolutely breathtaking. Your hair cascaded down in loose curls, framing your face perfectly, and the silk white strapless dress you wore accentuated your beauty, making you look truly majestic in the moonlight.
“Thank you.” You blushed.
JJ smiled at you. Just as he was about to take a bite out of his sandwich you guys heard a yell which made you two jump.
“JJ fucking Maybank!”
JJ recognized the voice and knew he was truly fucked. “Y/n?” he whispered urgently, his eyes wide with fear. “Just cooperate with me right now, okay? Don’t say anything.”
You took a shaky breath, your eyes locked with JJ’s as you nodded in response.
“Barry.” JJ spoke as he saw the man reach the top where there little set-up was.
“Well this is nice, ain’t it?” Barry darkly chuckled. “I checked out that little Kook party they was having. You wasn’t there.”
“Barry, please, not right now.” JJ pleaded.
“I want my damn money!” Barry yelled which startled you, making you gasp.
“Oh look what we have here.” Barry raised his eyebrows in amusement. “Rafe get tired of you?”
“Leave her out of this.” JJ’s jaw ticked in fury. “I’ll give you back the money. Can we have this conversation another day.”
Barry scoffed, reaching into his back pocket, he pulled out a gun.
“No!” You let out a choked sob, desperation lacing your voice. “Tell me how much money he owes you. I’ll give it to you!”
"Y/n, I said stay out of this," JJ demanded, his tone harsh and commanding. He knew that you were only trying to help, but he also knew that involving you further would only make things worse. He needed to handle this situation on his own, no matter the cost.
Barry, his gaze fixed on JJ, kept the gun pointed at him. "Mrs. Country Club ain't going to help you here," he sneered, his voice dripping with disdain.
Barry, ignoring your pleading sobs, kept inching closer to JJ, who in turn kept inching backwards. A standoff between predator and prey.
“Sad it has to end like this, huh?” Barry seethed, his voice dripping with malice.
“JJ!” You screamed, your voice filled with terror as JJ took one last step back, teetering on the edge of the tower.
It all happened so fast. Barry didn’t pull the trigger, but in that moment, he might as well have.
You watched in horror as the love of your life took his final step, teetering on the edge of the bell tower before falling into the abyss below. Time seemed to slow as you stood frozen, unable to comprehend what was unfolding before your eyes.
The world around you blurred as tears filled your eyes, your heart shattering into a million pieces. The sound of his body hitting the ground echoed in your ears.
“J!” You screamed at the top of your lungs.
You turned back, expecting to see Barry, but he was nowhere to be found. That bastard had escaped, leaving behind only his gun.
You quickly bent down, grabbing the gun before running down the steps of the bell tower. The echoes of your screams and sobs were loud.
Each step felt like an eternity as you raced down the stairs, the weight of the gun heavy in your hand. Tears blurred your vision, but you didn’t care.
Once you reached the bottom you you him.
You saw JJ lying motionless on the ground, blood seeping out of the back of his head.
Kneeling down beside him, you reached out a trembling hand, gently brushing his hair back from his face.
You sobbed as you took JJ into your arms, the torn fabric of your white dress clutched tightly in your hand. With trembling hands, you pressed the fabric against the back of his head, trying desperately to stem the flow of blood.
But it was useless.
“Y/n/n…” JJ’s voice was soft, barely more than a whisper, but it was enough to make your heart ache with longing. Another sob escaped your lips as you looked down at him, his smile so gentle and full of love.
“JJ… you’re going to be okay. Just please stay with me.”
JJ’s slowly nodded eyes as his gradually opened and closed.
“Keep your eyes opened, please.” Your voice croaked. “Don’t give up on me… stay.”
“I love you.” He spoke gently.
As his eyes met yours, he offered a small, reassuring smile. With a gentle nod, he conveyed his understanding, his acceptance of what was to come.
“I love you too, JJ. We can tell eachother that everyday if you just stay.”
But deep down, you knew it was too late. JJ was slipping away, his grip on life growing weaker with each passing moment. You wanted nothing more than for him to stay, to hold you in his arms and tell you that everything would be okay.
JJ nodded again. But it wasn’t convincing.
You continued to press the torn fabric into the back of JJ’s head, your hands shaking with grief and desperation. Tears streamed down your face, blurring your vision as you tried to stem the flow of blood.
Then it happened.
He closed his eyes.
“JJ?” You choked out, your voice trembling with fear and sorrow. You shook him gently, hoping against hope for some sign of life. You checked his pulse to feel anything.
Nothing.
“Help! Someone!” You screamed, your sobs taking over. “Help!”
You were screaming, the sound raw. Tears streamed down your face, your body racked with sobs as you collapsed beside JJ’s lifeless body.
The love of your life just died in your arms.
It didn’t matter to you if you had only known each other for 3 weeks. The love you shared with JJ was unlike anything you had ever experienced. In those 3 weeks, you had shared more moments of joy, laughter, and love than some people experience in a lifetime.
You just couldn’t picture a life without him.
As you were sobbing, your eyes fell upon it.
Barry’s gun.
You could almost hear the voices of your friends and family.
You’ve only known him for three weeks.
You spent the last 16 years without him, he’s not important.
But you didn’t care. The pain of losing JJ was too much to bear, and the thought of facing another day without him was unbearable. The love you felt for him consumed you, driving you to make a decision that you knew was final.
With a steady hand, you pressed the gun to the bottom of your chin, your heart heavy with sorrow but you were adamant in your decision.
Memories of JJ Maybank started swarming your mind.
Their first memory to their last. Everything.
You locked the gun.
“I love you, JJ Maybank.”
Then everything went black.
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drudyslut · 2 months
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OBX Porn Links
✯ these are not fics, these contain twitter porn links!
✯ 18+ ONLY
✯ inspired by my beautiful baby @rafesmuse <33
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— Rafe Cameron
; Squirting w/ Rafe
; Rafe shoves your panties in your mouth while fucking you
; Rafe pounds your pussy
; Rafe eats you while fucking your face
; Creampie w/ Rafe
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— JJ Maybank
; Best friend!JJ bends you over a chair
; Getting messy w/ JJ
; Enemy!JJ fucks your ass
; Riding best friend!JJ
; Creampie w/ JJ
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— John B.
; John B finishes in your mouth
; Giving JB head
; face down, ass up for JB
; Intimate pussy eating by JB
; John B cums on your chest after you give him head
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— Topper Thornton
; On top w/ Topper
; Creampie w/ Topper
; Reverse Cowgirl w/ Top
; Riding Topper’s face
; Topper fucks you from behind
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addela11de · 4 months
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OBX LINKS
ᝰ.ᐟ꩜ nsfw links for obx characters ᝰ.ᐟ꩜
credits: rafesmuse
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༄ John B
creampie in the chateau
cumming down your throat
bick dig?
sucking him off during midsummers
in the air
༄ JJ Maybank
hard doggystyle w/ kook!reader
half creampie w/ bestfriend!JJ
accidentally slipped in
overstimming sub!JJ
deepthroating
threesome with JJ and Sarah
༄ Rafe Cameron
worshipping his body
blowing him in his car
first time with virgin!reader
early morning ridings
pounding that pussy hard
needing him everywhere
olderbf!rafe teasing
༄Pope Hayward
going cross eyed when you rub him too well
face fucking girlfriendpogue!reader
slow doggy with gymrat!pope?
blondebimbo!reader reverse cowgirl in the bath
rough pounding
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rubiehart · 1 month
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cockwarming bestfriend jayj would just be so ughhhhhhhhhh. you’re both a little past the point of tipsy, having slipped away together from the kegger back to the chateau, legs tangled together in the hammock as you watch jj slowly inhale the joint he still managed to roll pretty well even in his intoxicated state. his eyes flutter closed as he sucks in the smoke and reaches over to place it between your fingers as he blows it out, too focused on the way the smoke clouds his face and then disappears, blue eyes trained on your figure, raking up your bare legs and ending on your face.
you blink away the thought and bring the joint to your lips and inhale deeply, looking into his eyes as your hold the smoke in your mouth, not too sure what this eye contact meant from his end but you knew exactly why you were doing it, the reason evident as you feel your cotton panties dampen a little, choosing to ignore it as he reaches his arms up behind his head and groans, stretching his legs out and his foot nudges your leg to get your attention.
you rip your eyes away from his for a second, your high clearly taking over your actions, grinning at jj as he knits his brows together, a little smirk laying on his rubied lips, tonguing the little cut on his bottom lip as he watches your frame. you pass him the joint and he takes another long hit, coughing a little when you start crawling up his body, situating yourself on his lap. he reaches one hand to hold your waist as his eyes widen. “oh- hey, watch’a doin?” you just smile and giggle as you reach down to capture his lips in a kiss.
he groans into your mouth and releases the smoke he’d been holding. you start to slowly grind on him, little whines of pleasure leaving your lips as he winds his tongue with yours, kissing you back as desperately as you. pulling away for a second and using his thumb to wipe away a string of saliva from your lip while you look at him all big eyed. “jayj..” you whisper before he nods, as you fumble with the buttons of his cargo shorts, pushing them down his thighs until his boxers are exposed, flicking your eyes up to see his dilated pupils and parted lips, the joint still between his ring-clad fingers.
he brings it to your lips as you pull down his boxers, his rock hard cock standing up, his mushroom tip leaking precum. he groans, eyes widening when he sees you unbutton your tiny denim shorts you’d been teasing him with all night, slipping them down your legs to reveal your little cotton panties, biting your lip and looking up at him whilst slipping them to the side, the weed seemed to give you some new found confidence, and maybe the way jj was looking at you “jesus fuckin’ christ..” he mumbles at the sight of your glistening cunt in the moonlight, prepping your hands on his chest, lifting yourself up.
“hey, hey, hey. a-are you sure?” he asks, panicked at your sudden confidence as you nod eagerly. “are you?” you giggle, still hovering over his cock. “fuck yeah.” he grins as you finally sink down, hissing at the stretch, his eyes transfixed on your face the whole time, your tiny pussy stretching around his dick making him groan, your face comforting and whining when he’s about halfway in, him grasping both hands to your hips after putting the blunt out on the bark and dropping it to the dirt. “shhh.. you got it, yeah?” you nod slowly, teeth sinking into your lip as your resist the pain, stroking your hip with his thumb softly. “good, goooood girl. there ya’ go.” the praise sliding off his tongue so casually making you clench around him. finally getting to the hilt and he lets out a huff.
“feel so fuckin’ good..” he whimpers, as you roll your hips a little to get used to the feeling making him let out a pornographic groan. “you’re so big..” you whisper, leaning down to rest your head in the crook of his neck, feeling the stubble on his chin against your forehead as he breathes deeply. “keep talkin’ like that and i’ll fuckin’ bust.” he whispers into your hair making you giggle a little, leaving a little love bite on his neck and he reaches down to cup your ass, kneeding the fat of it in his palms as you roll your hips gently, making him suck in a breath. “fuck..you’re gonna kill me baby.”
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hailbales · 1 month
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hyper sensitive reader whose too clumsy for her own good :((
every time you accidentally break something tears well up in your eyes but jj has learned the routine to calm you down in seconds. or whenever you stupidly hurt yourself, he would start ‘beating up’ whatever inanimate object that got you that day, making you whine and pout. “yo, what’d you jus say to my girl? yeah, yeah that’s what I thought. stupid cabinet.” pulling a giggle from your lips as your hand caresses the small red indent on your forehead.
but today, you’d had it.
you were having a very long week at work, dealing with your asshole manager who would yell at you for your klutzy ways until your eyes were stinging and rude customers that would send you judgmental glances every time you passed.
so when friday finally came around, you decided to make a special dinner for jj. his favorite, spagetti with meatballs. okay, maybe it wasn’t that special but he absolutely adored it. he’d been so patient with you all week even when you’d snap at him for little things, the stress weighing down on your shoulders making you overly irritable.
he was relaxed on the couch, feet kicked up as a joint sat loosely between his fingers. he checked on you every few minutes, getting in position to jump to his feet every time there was loud clatter but it would only be you grabbing a pan from the cupboard or digging through the pantry. he smiled softly to himself as he watched his girl do something so sweet for him.
that was, until the unmistakable sound of glass shattering. he was beside you in seconds, ushering you to the side to not get cut. “careful, baby. stay still, let me grab the broom.” he jumps right into action, hand against your stomach as a shield before disappearing into the pantry. your lip quivers and you bite down on it, willing yourself not to cry.
don’t cry. please don’t cry.
he returns, locked and loaded as his tongue peeks out of the corner of his mouth, a focused habit. “alright, how do one go about this?” he mutters to himself, staring the floor down like a man on a mission.
before you can help it a sob escapes your lips and his head snaps towards you as you bury your face in your hands, body heating up in embarrassment. “I’m sorry.” you cry, and he’s already by your side like a dog trained. “heyy, it’s alright. you didn’t do anything wrong, kid. no need to cry over spilled milk, right?“
after a moment of no response he gently tugs on your wrist, pulling your hands down and his heart lurches at your tear stained cheeks, big doe eyes all watery. “it ain’t no biggie, sugar. we’ll clean this up in no time.” his thumb strokes off the fallen tears but they just keep coming.
“god, how can I be so incompetent?” your voice shakes, the word laced with resentment towards yourself and his eyebrows furrow in anger on to how you could say such a thing. “hey.” his tone is laced with authority and it makes you freeze, wide eyes staring up at his baby blues with a gulp. “knock that off. no one’s allowed to talk about my girl that way, not even my girl. alright, you hear me?”
you slowly nod your head, your sniffles being the only sound that fill the room before his expression softens. “you wanna tell me what’s going on with you, doll? I got a feelin’ this is about more than just s’getti sauce, yeah?”
you sheepishly nod in agreement and he fights a smile. “talk to me.”
“I just-..” you sigh, closing your eyes to collect yourself as your chin begins to tremble. his thumb runs over the skin as though to smooth it out and your eyes meet his again. “jus’ feels like I can never do anything right. think something’s wrong with me.” you sniffle.
“cant help but break everything I touch. I’m just so- so.. clumsy.” you huff, and the tears had finally slowed down. his bottom lip juts out in a pout, and you know hes making fun of you in his jj way.
“it’s not funny!” your voice is whiny, and the smile creeping onto his face makes you roll your eyes, feeling the corner of your lip tug up from his antics. “I’m serious, baby.”
“I know, I know— I’m sorry.” He stifles back a laugh before he collects himself, tilting his head slightly as his hand finds its home on your cheek. “come on, darlin’. there ain’t nothin’ wrong with you, alright? trust me. you’re doin’ just fine. if you break a few things along the way, so what? ain’t gon’ break ya’, is it?” he awaits your response, eyebrows raising in questioning.
you huff once again, a few strands of hair blowing with your breath. “guess not.” you mutter in your adorably stubborn way and he finally flashes that charming smile. “that’s right. and for the record, I like it.” he shrugs his shoulders shamelessly, his smile turning smug, telling you he’s about to say something stupid.
you chuckle and roll your eyes, looking away from him. “no, I’m serious. I love it, actually. gives my savior complex somethin’ to do.” you finally laugh, sniffling a few more times until there was no evidence of tears left.
“jus’ wanted to make you dinner, j.” you pout, but your demeanor tells him you’re all cheered up. gave him a scare for a second, worried he wasn’t gonna be able to. “I know you did, princess.” he cooes, leaning down to place a gentle kiss on your lips before adding a quick pinch to your nose with his middle and pointer fingers.
“why don’t you go ahead and get yourself cleaned up, I’ll handle this?” he gestures his head towards the bedroom and you sigh, feeling guilty. “then I think I know somethin’ else I can eat.” he smirks, eyeing you down and just like that, the guilts gone.
“in your dreams, maybank.” you stalk away from him, a teasing smile on your lips as you pull your shirt over your head on the way and he gawks, tonguing the inside of his cheek “every night, baby!”
yeah, he was definitely getting some tonight.
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princessmaybank · 3 months
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Outer Banks P!Links
~Only JJ, Rafe, John B, and Pope but willing to look for others!~
*I'm aware some of them look nothing like them, but that's okay, it's all for fun*
WARNINGS: MDNI, THIS IS 18+, PORN LINKS
JJ
3way with Sarah
Best friends fucking
JJ finger blasting you
Bouncing on his cock
Sucking off Tatted!JJ
Rafe
playing with yourself while satisfying Rafe
Dom!Rafe playing with your little pussy
Stepbro!Rafe helps you out
Rafe taking you from behind
Taking you to pound town
John B
John B and JJ giving you a helping hand
Bouncing on JB's dick
JB eating you out
Shower sex w/ JB
Bouncing on his dick in the car
Pope
Pope puts his hands in your panties
Riding him in public
Destroying each other
Stretching you out
Pope dicking you down
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mvybanks · 1 year
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Could you do a JJ one where you're John B's little sister and you guys get in a fight and JJ stands up for you? BTW I love your stuff I've read like every fic!
the one where jj protects you from your brother (jj x routledge!reader)
a/n: omg thank you????? i’m smiling like an idiot here, i’m so glad you love my fics!!🫶🏻 btw i loved this request, jj x routledge!reader is my favorite concept. hope you like it!! (i kinda got carried away, sorry)
warnings: yelling, mentions of abuse, cat calling, groping
pt 2 -> the one where jj protects you from your brother pt. 2
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when jj arrives at the chateau he doesn’t expect to hear his best friend john b yelling so loud he can hear him from outside. john b never gets mad, he thinks, and more importantly, who could he be yelling at?
but when he sees you being at the receiving end of your brother’s anger, he steps in quickly and throws an arm in front of you instinctively.
“hey, HEY! what the hell is going on here?”
unfortunately, he knows how it feels like to be in your place and although he’s sure that your brother would never lay a hand on you, his instinct tells him to protect you with everything he’s got.
you didn’t mean to, of course you didn’t, no sane person would let themselves be fired from a job that pays well when you’re already in a difficult economic situation, but when your boss made a vile comment about you while groping your behind, you saw red. you took the lukewarm coffee that was sitting in the jug of the coffee machine next to you and threw it in his face.
he fired you immediately which leads you to your current position. you didn’t tell john b why your boss fired you but just that he had and that’s why he’s mad.
“you’re being childish and irresponsible!”
he yelled at you when you told him, yet he didn’t know the truth. he’s been yelling at you for at least the past twenty minutes, telling you to go back and beg him for your job back. but you won’t, not for a million dollars.
when jj stepped in front of you, you felt relieved to hear someone else’s voice other than your brother’s. however, as soon as he sees the tears in your eyes, you swear you can see smoke coming out of his ears.
“jj, this is none of your business, get out!”
you almost want to plead for him to stay but you know you don’t have to from the look in his eyes.
“it’s my damn business if you’re making her cry, john b. can you stop yelling at her for a second? let her speak!”
“good luck with that! she won’t talk to me! she gets fired from a job that was saving us and letting her keep only one job instead of three and she won’t tell me what the fuck she did to get fired!”
jj turns to you and his anger dissipates as soon as his eyes land on you. he wraps his arm around your shoulders and kisses your head, hoping to calm you down.
“you wanna tell me what happened, sweetheart?”
you let your head fall on his chest and finally let yourself cry. he holds you close, wrapping his other arm around your waist and you can’t see the way he looks at your brother while you hide your face but it’s one of the most intense death stares he’s ever given to anyone. he doesn’t know that your tears were not caused by your brother but by the old and disgusting man that is, luckily, no longer your boss.
you understand where john b is coming from, hell, you would be mad at him too if the roles were reversed, but you can’t tell him what happened because he’s your big brother and god knows what he would do if he found out. you just don’t want him to get in trouble.
jj strokes your back, bringing you some sort of comfort, then gently takes your face in his hands and looks you in the eyes as he gets rid of your never-ending tears with his thumbs.
concern is written all over his features and when his eyes widen slightly you know he’s got you all figured out. he’s always been able to understand you with just one look and you love him and hate him for it.
“you’re not crying because of john b, are you?”
you only shake your head and look back to your brother who’s starting to get worried and feel guilty at getting so mad at you.
“tell me what happened, sweetheart.”
and you know you can’t resist him especially when he talks to you with so much love laced in his soft voice.
“my boss, h—he said some things…about me and then he grabbed my ass.”
if you thought that the look jj had given to john b before was bad, this one means only one thing: murder. you can see your brother clenching his jaw and you’re scared of what they might do.
“what did he say?” you notice how much jj is trying to hold himself back while he asks you the question.
“he said that it was a shame i don’t ‘give it up’ as easy as other girls do around my age because he was ‘dying’ to see me naked”
“john b, grab the keys”
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Can i request a Rafe x pogue! Reader of reader probably ignoring all his calls and texts and he shows uo at her house and ahe gets nervous because everyone can see his truck parked outside her house and she's rushing him inside the house
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word count — 1.8k
warnings — MDNI; dark!rafe (except hes really not bad in this tbh but def obsessive and posessive), swearing, mentions of fighting/violence, mild arguments/angst between the pogues and reader/rafe
a/n — so sorry this took so long!! i’m trying to figure out a way to start really trying to hammering out the requests i have rn 😫 for those that aren’t super specific, i may just do a single scene just to get them done so if u want a longer fic when u make a request, lmk!! thanks for the request bby, hopefully i did ur idea justice <33
Rafe swore he could hear his heartbeat thumping over the sound of his engine roaring, tires screeching as he followed the mental path to your house.
No awareness of parked cars and no mind paid to the speed limit, the luxurious truck soared through the neighborhood it had no business being in.
…For more reasons than just the differing tax brackets. Of course, Rafe’s car was too nice to not warrant a second look or two from pogues on the Cut. But more than that, you were one of those pogues from the Cut, and pogue-on-kook macking is specifcally forbidden, especially in your friend group.
And especially when the kook in question was Rafe Cameron.
JJ, Kie, Pope, John B and Sarah would never be okay with you dating a kook… let alone, Sarah’s brother.
Still, Rafe didn’t like the way you let your friends dictate your love life, even though he knew just as well as the next person just how forbidden pogue and kook relationships were.
Not that you were technically in one. You weren’t, but the feelings and tension between the two of you led you to a situationship that was just a crossed line or two away from being a real relationship. Either way, the predicament the two of you were in was enough to have Rafe on edge when you started ignoring him randomly. Your texts became fewer and farther between, you hadn’t picked up not one of his calls the past few days.
He didn’t know what had gotten into you, but he surely planned to find out.
Truthfully, you’d just been hosting your group of friends at your place for a few days, so you didn’t have as much time to sneak away to talk to Rafe, and you couldn’t spend too much time on your phone, as to not invoke any questions or suspicions from them.
And you were enjoying the time with your friends, it was nice having everyone in one spot, and you liked that that spot happened to be your house, this time.
You were getting ready to join your friends out on the beach, when something outside caught your attention.
Your ears picked up on an all-to-familiar rumbling of an engine, though you couldn’t believe it, wouldn’t believe it, until you saw the for yourself. You blinked hard, eyes growing wide at the sight of a black truck ripping into the driveway.
Rafe’s truck.
In your driveway.
“No…no, no!” Your panic was vocalized in a half yell, half whisper as you pushed off of the window sill, body moving on auto-pilot, scurrying to the front door. You stole a glance behind you at the patio door, quickly accounting for 5 figures near the shore in the distance before turning back around.
You threw the front door open at the same time Rafe pushed his truck door open, the two of you storming towards each other, a tornado bound to form.
“What are you doing here?!” You scolded, shoving at his chest as soon as you got close enough.
He hardly stumbled back, hard eyes fixed on you in response to your question. You couldn’t stop straining to look over your shoulder, worried that your friends would pick the wrong time to wander off of the beach and back up to the house.
You wrapped a shaky hand around Rafe’s wrist, emcompassing it in a gentle grip that you used to tug him closer to you as you reminded him, “You know you’re not supposed to be here!”
Your own anger kept you from fully gauging Rafe’s anger. It radiated off of him as he glared down his nose at you, eyes narrowed and chest puffed out as he spat, “Why have you been ignoring me?”
You blinked up at him, eyes wide with disbelief.
“Oh, I don’t know,” You started walking him backwards, back towards his truck. You knew he was letting you, as you wouldn’t have been able to push him back if he showed even the slightest resistance. You were no match for his strength, and you both knew it. “Maybe because we’re not supposed to see each other? Or-or did you forget?!”
“That’s never stopped you before,” he retorted, jaw ticking.
You stole a nervous glance back at the house, thankful that the coast was still clear. Something told you Rafe wouldn’t go without a fight, so you decided to try to usher him in the house. You hoped you’d be able to tuck him away upstairs without anyone noticing.
“I told you my friends are staying here!” You stepped over the threshold, pulling Rafe over it next. “You know, my friends? The ones you’ve beat up and fought with? That includes your sister, Rafe!”
“So?” The one syllable word lit a fuse in you that you struggled to simmer back down.
“So?!” You half yelled, half whispered. Again, you gazed through the sliding glass door, checking on your friends. Thankfully, they were still at the beach. “Everyone’s gonna see your car, and then what?!”
Rafe straightened his shoulders out, cleared his chest before stating, “Well maybe I…maybe I don’t care if they know.”
Your eyes grew wide at his admittance, then impossibly wider as he continued, “Maybe I should go down there right now and tell them all about us.” He was nodding his head like he wasn’t just making a suggestion.
Rafe attempted to step around you, towards the direction of your friends. You stopped him with a firm hand to his chest, the other flying to grab onto the sleeve of his shirt when that wasn’t enough.
“Wait! No, Rafe, please, just…” You struggled to come up with an alternative solution as Rafe’s patience ticked in the red zone.
But it was too late, anyway.
Because just as Rafe went to shake your arm off of him, the sound of the backdoor sliding open caught your attention, and you wished you could’ve somehow just disappeared when your friends started piling in.
The group was more shocked to see Rafe at your house than you had been.
“What the fuck-?” Kie started.
At the same time, JJ shouts, “What the fuck are you doing here? Get the fuck away from her!”
The voices had you both whipping your head around, lips parted as you stared at your friends in shock.
You’d been caught, red-handed.
You immediately dropped your hold on Rafe’s arm, as if releasing your grip changed the fact that they’d already found the two of you together.
“Y/N,” Kiara’s eyes didn’t leave Rafe as she carefully addressed you. “Are you okay? Why is Rafe here…?”
As if right on cue, Sarah and the rest of the group entered at the mention of her brother.
“Rafe? What the fuck are you doing here?!”
You finally looked back at the man in question, who’s expression was angry enough to kill at this point.
His lip was curled inwards, jaw ticking as he started to pace in his spot, clearly considering an outlet for the rage that was currently set to boil over at any moment.
The pogues didn’t miss the way you attempted to sneak an arm behind the kook, circling your palm over his upper back in a manner you hoped would be soothing.
“I-I…” Your words died in your throat, because what could you say? I’m dating your worst enemy? I’m into the guy that tried to kill you, Sarah? I’m dating the guy that beat you to a pulp on more than one occasion, JJ?
Your inability to string together a logical explaination was all the answer your friends needed before arms started crossing, and tempers started flying.
“Wait a minute…” You dreaded Sarah finishing the rest of her thought, but she continued anyway, “are you guys…together?” It sounded almost painful to ask.
Again, the two of you stood silent.
“Oh my god…” Kie let out a sarcastic laugh. “You’ve gotta be kidding me.”
Her attitude had tears brimming behind your lashes. “Guys, please just…I can-I can explain,”
“We don’t want your explaination, Y/N.” Apparantly, Kie was the spokesperson for the group, as the rest of your friends, namely Sarah, seemed too shocked, too betrayed or hurt to say anything. They just stared. Well, the ones who could still stand to look at you, at this point.
You were fixing your mouth to defend yourself again, but when your lips parted, a louder, more assertive and aggressive voice filled the air.
“You know what?” Your eyes shot up to Rafe, who rolled his shoulders back, cocking his neck to either side before he continued.
“We are together,” He confirmed, shooting a death glare specifically his sister’s direction. “And she doesn’t need to explain herself to you-you fucking pogues!”
JJ fixed his eyes on you, hurt evident from your lack of defense on your friends’ behalf. “So you just let him talk about us however he wants now, Y/N? Is that what it is?” Just like Rafe, JJ’s hurt usually shifted into anger, too.
“Yeah, that is what it is, Maybank.” Rafe spat. “And if any of you have a fucking problem with that, then you can get the fuck outta here.”
“N-no, Rafe, wait,” you placed a hand on his chest, the physical gesture halting his verbal assault.
“Guys, I…I’m sorry. I-we’ll just go,”
“No, no,” Kie snatched her bag from the nearby couch and threw it over her shoulder. “We’ll go. You guys stay.”
Without another word, Kie stormed out of the door, and the rest of the group followed suit.
You watched through tears as your friends all gathered their belongings, heading towards the front door. The looks they each offered you on the way out ranged from disappointment, to crossness, to hurt or sadness.
Sarah’s words hurt the most. “I can’t believe you…” she’d managed to choke out before crossing the threshold to outside. She was the last one out, and she let the door slam shut behind her.
When your sorrowful eyes fell to Rafe, he didn’t look the least bit sorry. He didn’t look regretful, or upset in the slightest. The look on his face was more of a satisfied one, and it had your blood boiling.
You turned to him, eyes watery and voice shaky as you sarcastically asked, “There! Are you happy now?”
You shoved at his chest, though he hardly stumbled back as you stormed back out the front door, Rafe hot on your heels.
“Hey, you should be thanking me,” he started, hands gesturing to his chest as he continued the outlandish statement, “now you don’t have to sneak around behind your friends’ backs.” He shrugged.
“No,” You were quick to correct him, “now I don’t even have any friends’ to sneak around!”
Rafe remained silent. For once, he wasn’t sure what to say. He was sure you’d get over it in due time, as would your friends.
“Just…just go home, Rafe.”
“Y/N, wait-!”
You cut him off, no longer interested in what he had to say. You turned your back to him, ignoring his pleads and calls behind you as you stomped back into your house, slamming the door before he had a chance to wedge his foot in the opening.
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