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maybank-archives · 2 months

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caught - jj maybank

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warning: +18. NSFW CONTENT. MINORS DNI. sex. language. public sex. oral sex

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author’s notes: hi!! look who remembered the password to this blog!!! it's been a chaotic but gooooood couple of months, kinda fell out of my obx phase but I'm back and I miss writing sm!!! so to all my horny babes here's a unpublished piece (that was unfinished since october) hope yall enjoy!

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every time you and JJ were caught.

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my back is pressed against the wall, JJ holds me tightly, his lips are pecking and biting the side of my neck as he buries himself inside of me. JJ’s hands cover my mouth as his thrust becomes faster.

I didn't even get the chance to get in the shower, my shorts were stuck on my knees, same thing with JJ. I suck him for 5 seconds before he pulls me on my feet and fuck me against the wall.

“y/n did you lock yourself?” Sarah’s voice rasped on the voice

I press my lips together concentrating on giving her an answer, but as JJ keeps pounding into me, I’m pretty sure she can hear my muffled cry.

“I’m gonna come princess, shit,” JJ whispers in my ear

“I…oh gosh, I'm good,” I squeeze out

JJ presses his body closer as he gives me his last thrusts, I look at him and see him control himself not to curse as he fills me with his cum.

“Are you sure?” Sarah insists

“YES,” that was for jj, who cupped my pussy and drew his fingers on my clit.

“for fucks sake, is JJ there with you?” I hear John B. shout at the door

He gives a little chuckle before giving the door a few thumps “Can no one get laid in this house?”

“y’all are disgusting, there's a bedroom, you know?”

“oh my god”

you hear the rest of them say outside, but my mind is far away from this reality and it's focused on JJ giving me an orgasm.

hammock —

we're both spread out in the hammock. it started with a massage, I swear.

It's a massage… on JJ’s dick.

bringing the blanket outside was an unintentional good idea. I threw on top of our lower bodies as my hand accidentally started stroking JJ's cock.

his body joint under my touch, I gave him the perfect amount of pressure, tugging his wet foreskin and sweeping up the beads of precum at the tip.

JJ gasps as I bring my hands to my mouth, giving it a nice lick and stroking him down again. but faster.

I could feel him getting closer. his eyes shut tight, his arms around me felt tense, and then…pope exited the chateau facing us, laying static on our back. too late, he realized JJ’s expression and the motion of my hands.

“Ew guys, c’mon, we all used this,” he says turning his back to us

I buried my face in JJ's neck laughing.

volume –

shoving her bikini bottom to the side, I grip her hips as y/n settles on top of me, slowly sinking. I could die watching her bounce on my cock.

I palm her tits as she rocks back and forth, using me to hit the spot that makes her whine.

speaking of whining, we're lucky that there's no one home, cause we're definitely not using our indoor voices.

her palms planted on my chest, as she supported herself. her nails buried in my skin as she moans.

“just like that baby, let me see you come,”

The dirty request makes her fasten the pace and bounce in circles. I clenched my ass trying to hold the climax.

“oh fuck, jj.” she cries while her legs shake, that's my signal.

I flip us over and bury myself deeper inside of her. groaning, I gave her rough thrusts, feeling her squeezing me.

“fuck baby, don't stop j,” her sweet moans send a bolt of heat to my balls. I rise on my knees, angling her hips watching her pussy slide back and forth as she grasps at the bedsheets.

“yes, yes,” y/n gives me one less moan as she milks my shaft. my muscles clench as she climaxes and I come right away, painting.

“oh fuck, y/n,” I grunt as my body relaxes

“ayo, glad y'all are done, 'cause I need to sleep,” we hear John B shouting as he bangs into the wall.

“oh…no,” y/n says, hiding her face with her palms.

“too late to be shy, cupcake,”

beach —

The tent was mostly in darkness, but the moon's glow peeked through. Y/N slipped in so quietly that I barely noticed. She moved around, and I could sense her doing stuff, but I was too tired to pay much attention.

I gave her a little peak and sure thing, her topless self was taking her shorts out, she was looking for something but all I could care about was the fact that she was only in her bikini, in front of me.

Yep, my dick is semi-hard.

“Can I help you, princess?”

“Sorry babe, I thought you were already asleep,” She whispers

“Luckily, I’m not, otherwise who would appreciate this view?” I told her, sitting up and trying to be as silent as her.

“Yeah, as if,”

“You’re so beautiful,”

“Thank you J” she replied still looking around

“I think what you’re looking for is inside my shorts”

“Huh?” Y/N furrowed her brows as she analyzed my expression, I shot her a malicious smile which made clear my intentions.

“Our friends are literally right there,” She whispered again

“You could be quiet?”

“Can’t guarantee,”

“But I can. Blow me, since you’re already on your knees,”

Y/N covered her mouth to stop the giggle, when she looked at me again, I could see that her mind was made and that it was in the same place as mine.

She adjusted herself in front of me and pushed me to the floor, slowly dragging my shorts out. She put her hair in a ponytail and held my cock in her hand firmly.

I could come just with the sight of her topless self in front of me. I’m leaking already, making her hand slide easily on my dick, I adjust myself and roughly remember that the sand is not that comfortable to be laid on. Still, Y/N lowered herself and closed her mouth around the tip, slowly sucking, and my hips snapped involuntarily.

She sucked me deeper into her mouth, almost to the base, I have to use all my force to not let a groan leave my lips when she chokes on me. Y/N keeps her pace slow but firm, I guess to not make any “suspect” sound.

My breath is heavy and my eyes shut, she releases me and I look down as her tongue glides along my hard-length cock.

“Fuckfuckfuck Y/N” I quietly curse

She uses both of her hands to stroke me and give my balls a nice squeeze, I can see her gaze darkening, she’s getting off and seems to be fighting off the urge to not ride me.

I know this look. I give her a signal to come closer.

“What?”

“Let’s fuck”

“No, not here.”

“I have the keys to the Twinkie,”

“Then what are you waiting for?” She murmurs, cleaning the sides of her mouth, she slid into one of my shirts and I pushed my shorts back, exiting both of us, half-naked.

We successfully sneaked out and the only sound around us was the waves, I grabbed her hand and guided us far from the sand.

As I open the doors, I look around and lock it behind us.

It all happened too fast, I slipped my tongue in her mouth and she desperately climbed on top of me, my shorts were now stuck to my ankles and Y/N’s bikini bottoms were pushed to the side.

Reaching for it, Y/N aligns my erection into her entrance and sinks in it.

Both of us let out a moan, feeling the pleasure fill our bodies, Y/N fastened her pace, bouncing on top of me, I’m too close for her, any minute I’m out, but since my girl is getting there I hold as much as I can.

“Mmm yes JJ, touch me”

I lifted my shirt out of her body and sucked and licked on her buds, she was bouncing and grinding her clit on me, it’s noticeable that she is getting there. The gasps and the nails digging on my tights confirm that.

With my free hand, I hold her waist and meet her halfway through her movements, each deep thrust sends me closer and closer to the edge. I can’t hold it any longer. Her moans are desperate and her whining is music to my ears.

“Y/n, fuck…”

Our breathing grows as our bodies slap together, and her mouth opens without making any sound, that’s my cue. I burst inside of her as her body shook on top of me. My last pound is weak leaking out of her.”

“Fuck baby, that was insane.”

“Thank God for the Twinkie.”

“More like than God for m-”

“JJ, I’m gonna kill you.” John B's voice echoes outside as he bangs the Twinkie door.

My bad, I guess.

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ohbx · 1 year

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#surf trip headcanon #outer banks #outerbanks #obx #jj maybank #john b routledge #outerbanks pref #outerbanks headcanon #jiara canon #jiara #jj x kiara #kiara carrera #ohbx edits

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loverforfanfiction · 2 years

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Dating rafe cameron would include

:[2 versions] you dating him as a kook

:you guys would be sporting around as a kook king and queen/king

:rafe would treat you as gold

:would try to keep his drug life away from you

:if you want something he gets it for you

:since this boy highkey has daddy issues your house is like a home to him

:you dating him as a pouge

:at first you were a secret but then yall became public and ward wasn't happy

:so you guys pretended to break up but yall still loved each other that is why yall couldn't stay away from each other

:he would buy you the stuff you can't afford

:loves to give you food

:treats you like a pouge princess/prince

[Pretend that is your race and gender]

#outerbanks rafe #rafe cameron headcanon #rafe cameron x black reader #rafe x y/n #rafe x reader #rafe x female!mc #rafe x you #outerbanks headcanon #outerbanks preferences

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stellena · 2 years

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headcanon about oc being like a little sister to john b🥺

Being John B’s younger sister would include:

-literally the most overprotective brother in the world

-Always looked after you no matter what

-Especially growing up when your mom left and your dad was busy

-Even more when your dad went missing

-John B may not have taken the best care of himself but he always made sure you had something to eat

-And that you made sure to study, even if you didn’t want to

-Always let you wear his hoodies and crewnecks

-Giving JJ a death stare whenever he’d make a joke about you

-“I’m not serious, man. Y/n is like my best friend. Right, y/n?”

-Made sure to protect you from the kooks

-Wouldn’t let you drink or smoke at parties

-Stayed up every night waiting for you when you were out with your friends

-Would drop off lunch for you when you’d pick up shifts at the wreck

-Taught you how to surf

-Early morning boat trips to pick up JJ, Kie, and Pope

-& late night drives in the Twinkie when neither of you could sleep

-Making friendship bracelets together

-Would put you on top of his shoulders when you’d get tired of walking

-Would tease you but if anyone else did he’d kill them

-Telling each other everything

-Most days you felt like you only had each other

-Being super uptight when it came to dating

-“The only boy I'd be willing to let you date is JJ.”

-“Why?”

-“Because I know him.”

-“You also know Pope.”

-“YOU WANT TO DATE POPE?”

-“No! You know everyone! It’s the outer banks!”

-Cooks you breakfast everyday before school

-He’s famous for his pancakes

-Being one of the only people who called him JB

-John B always letting you play your music in the Twinkie at full blast

-Going on adventures together with your friends

-Always hanging out at the beach together

-Only being able to cry in front of each other when things got difficult

-He’d do literally anything for you

-Trying to get you a second job with the Cameron’s

-Stealing your shampoo because it made his hair fluffier

-Spending time together 24/7

-Getting into pity fights

-“Y/n, where. Is. My. Red. Hoodie” *cue hands on his hips*

-“I don’t know!”

-“If I go into your room will I find it?”

-“...no”

-Shoving each other as you ran to your room

-Dutch rubs / noogies constantly

-Fixing him up after fights

-“I don’t want to wear concealer, y/n”

-“It'll help with your black eye. It won’t be as noticeable”

-Going to each other for advice

-Would put his loose change and tips in your piggy bank

-You could never do anything to upset him

-You were the most important person in his life

-Always having the best time together

Request here 🌊🌴🦀

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devinedoll · 1 month

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imagine giving flowers to rafe,randomly he's just so confused because wtf and he's staring at you like 🤨🤨

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the morning rafe would agree that he’s gone entirely soft for you is when he awakes with a plush pink bunny cradled between his arms. if barry could see him now, he would laugh in his face.

he acknowledges the bunny, hating that he’s snuggling it on the bed like some pussy-whipped weirdo, but what he hates more is that he’s not snuggling you.

he’s padding out of the room, adorned in the sluttiest outfit a man could wear, a pair of loose grey sweatpants.

he’s instantly hit with a pleasant aroma, waffles, eggs, pancakes, toast, you’d made it all. and you look utterly edible yourself, prancing around the kitchen to 90s pop, clad in one of rafe’s large t-shirts.

what catches his eye though, isn’t the bottom of your plush ass cheeks that become exposed when you lift your arms up to reach something in the cupboard, or how cute you look up on your tip toes, it’s the vase of fresh tulips trimmed and watered in the middle of the island.

rafe being rafe, immediately thinks the worst, “and who got you those?” he questions, walking over to pluck a piece of bacon off the plate you were moving.

you jump slightly at his presence, setting the plate down and throwing your arms around him, “good morning rafe!” you announce, “got up to make you breakfast but i left you bunny so you wouldn’t get lonely”

he’s nodding, arms placed around your waist, eyes still trained on the fresh flowers, “kid, who got you the flowers?” he repeats.

you seem momentarily confused, before a wave of understanding washes over you, “oh the tulips!” you exclaim, jumping up to place a kiss onto the boys cheek, “got em for you!”

his face twists with confusion, eyeing the pink flowers, “got em for me?” he repeats.

you smile up at him, his sweet girl who he definitely doesn’t deserve, “yep! i always love when you get me flowers and i know you’ve had a hard week, wanted you to feel special too rafey” you explain.

he seems to melt a bit at your words, still confused, but deep down he appreciates the sentiment, “know i’m a boy kid..”

you nod, “yeah i know, just thought it may help”

he’s smiling at you, plucking another piece of bacon to pop in his mouth, “yeah, alright.”

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cute-sucker · 6 days

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EX HUSBAND RAFE HEADCANONS !!

ex-husband!rafe will continuously come to your house telling you it's only to check up on your baby girl

ex-husband!rafe will catch himself calling you sweetheart and honey, and them stop himself before it gets out of hand, iching his head and tilting his head in that endearing way

ex-husband!rafe is in tune with your cycle, and you swear the man knows the exact day to send you chocolate and sweet things to handle your sweet tooth

ex-husband!rafe will sleep on the couch with a sheepish smile, but then will soon later join you in your bed, cradling you in the way that made your breath catch whispering "what's the master bed for then, huh?"

ex-husband!rafe will know everything about your dating life/borderline which may seen creepy but somehow you know it's for your health and somehow you understand it all

ex-husband!rafe will let the goddamn pretentious expensive preschool know that his daughter is worth the world and the last thing they want to do is piss the cameron's off

ex-husband!rafe would find himself desperately cracking an inside in an attempt to reminisce about times before your split

ex-husband!rafe will still introduce you as his wife in business outings, a sharp smile on his face while his hand wanders possessively low at the small part of your back, and sometimes you liked how he took stake of what was his

ex-husband!rafe would always attend school events for their daughter, cheering their daughter at the soccer match, and making decisions over coffee

ex-husband!rafe would have you a new bouquet every single time he comes to your house- almost as if to make up for every single one he didn't give you when the two of you were together

ex-husband!rafe still glances at you in that way where dull sparks travel up into your heart, and you feel the testament of time and the feeling that you would never forget the imprint he has on your mind

ex-husband!rafe always compliments you, and sometimes he kisses your forehead, and when you're crying too hard he bundles you in his arms and tells you everything

ex-husband!rafe watches cheesy romance movies with you, both of your legs entwined, and he watches you during those rom coms all teary eyed and telling him it was the best time for romance

ex-husband!rafe lets you know everything that happens in his life, if it's for a little chat or a ride in his car- and his car? he still drives you everywhere. who knows the types of sickos there are in the world? that's what he says to say as he rants furiously

ex-husband!rafe is still the first emergency contact in your phone, and when you get in trouble - he's running to you, arms open to cradle you in his warmth. he always knows how to handle the situation

ex-husband!rafe starts baking for you, and sometimes he leaves a few cupcakes or muffins every single he comes. at this point you feel the sudden urge to grab his face and kiss him every single time he cheekily leaves more loafs of bread for you

ex-husband!rafe loves your daughter and you to the moon and back, and he calls the two of you, "his girls," and you swear sometimes you feel your heart break when you see the wary look on his face

ex-husband!rafe always avoids the question regarding why you split up, because he sees the way hot tears well up in your eyes, and the way your hands shake underneath the table and the last time a bastard asked that question--rafe almost punched him in the face

ex-husband!rafe curses himself every single day for signing those papers and letting the best goddamn thing he ever had go.

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rafecameroninterlude · 6 days

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cockwarming stebro!rafe but he can’t take it anymore and ends up pounding you from behind💗

warnings: stepcest, cockwarming, unprotected sex

rafe’s days of feeling guilty for wanting to fuck his bratty little step sister was long gone the second you stepped into his room wearing the skimpiest night gown he’d ever seen. “why are you still awake?” rafe got up, poking his head out the door to see if anyone might’ve seen you before locking it behind him. “can’t sleep..” you trailed off, doe eyes glancing up at him through your lashes. he studied you for a moment. “and what am i supposed to do about that?” he crossed his arms over his chest, the sight of his muscles making you swallow nervously. “can i sleep with you?” you leaned back, fully aware that your step brother could see your nipples through the sheerness of your top.

rafe glanced down, all his blood rushing to his cock. as if he needed another reason to let you be in the same bed as him, he watched as you crawled under the sheets, giving him a full view of your bare ass. he knew you knew what you were doing, but where’s the fun in not playing along? see just how far you’re willing to take it. “that’s some night gown you got on there.” he walked around to his side of the bed, turning the lamp off before getting under the covers. you smiled to yourself, your fingers fiddling with the small bow that was stitched at the hem. “yeah? you like it?” you turned your back to him, biting your lip as you felt the warmth of his body against your skin.

“yeah, it’s real pretty..” he pulled you against him, a gasp leaving your lips when you felt his erection resting on the curve of your ass. “you feel what you do to me?” he ran a hand down your side, lifting your thigh as he took himself out of his boxers. “rafe,” you whispered breathlessly. “don’t act coy. what else could you want when you walk in here with no panties on, huh?” he teased, “i’m gonna give you what you’re asking for.” you whimpered when you felt the head of his cock run across your clit. “please, ‘want you inside me so bad.” rafe shushed you as he entered you slowly, a groan falling from his lips as your hand found solace on his.

“don’t think i forgot about you mouthing off to me earlier today in front of my friends.” he used his other hand to wrap around your throat. “i don’t like bratty little bitches, you know that? i should punish you for that shit.” his words had you squeezing around him, desperate for any kind of friction you could get. “so do it.” he laughed bitterly, nodding his head before whispering in your ear. “that mouth is gonna get you in a lot of trouble.” rafe turned you over, the lack of movement making you groan in frustration . “i see the way you look at me, rafe. you’re punishing yourself too by not moving.” he hated that you were right. it was taking everything in him not to fuck you with your ass in the air.

you kept moving your hips, suddenly stopping when you felt his hand snake under your tummy, his fingers rubbing your clit. he stayed still as you clenched around him, the wet sound of your slick making your cheeks redden. “please move.” you cried into his pillow. rafe looked down, regretting it almost immediately when he saw how desperate you looked back at him. “are you gonna learn something from this?” his restraint was dwindling down with every nod of your head. “yes! i promise i’ll be good from now on, ‘just want to be fucked rafe.” he cursed, holding onto you from the curve of your waist as he started thrusting into you.

the pressure in your stomach was building fast and it was becoming harder to stay quiet with each stroke of his cock against your sweet spot. with your hips meeting his, and the pretty little sounds coming from your mouth, rafe’s head rolled back as he struggled to keep his eyes open. rafe’s digits moved faster over your clit, his hand pushing your head into the sheets as you came with a cry of his name. he watched you tremble and shake, his thrusts turning sloppy as he pulled out, painting your cunt with his seed. “shit,” he groaned, still gripping his base as he continued to tease your entrance. “why didn’t you finish inside me?” you pouted. “we’ll save that for next time.”

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strawberrymatchawhore · 22 days

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baby

summary- babying your "tough" hubby rafe.. maybe some freakydeakyness at the end

note- this is the complete opposite of the rafe ive been writing about LMAOOO.. this man is SO BAD help me

it was 2am and you were in your bedroom scrolling on your phone, a random netflix show playing in the background. you've been waiting for your husband to get home for hours, being the wife to the chief of police did have its negatives. this was one of them.

you heard footsteps walking up the stairs and immediately turned off your phone, throwing the covers over yourself you pretend to be asleep. the door opens and you feel the weight of the bed shift.

"hey baby. sorry for getting home so late" rafe says giving your forehead a kiss, you jokingly ignore him.

"c'mon now i know youre awake.. get up and hold me." he begged tiredly, you couldnt help but giggle at how desperate he sounded.

"fine." you mumbled into the sheets but stayed in your position, he hugs you putting all of his weight on your body.

"okay okayy, i got it. now get off me you fatty." you whined, pushing his large frame off of you. you leaned against the bed frame and opened your arms, the both of you adjusting to a more comfortable position. which was the both of you propped up against a pillow.

"im so tired." he yawns into your chest, you played with his hair as the both of you stayed in silence.

"i know you are, you need a day off. youve been working too hard." validating him, his hand plays with the ribbon of your pajama shorts.

"see? youre still in your uniform, youre gonna make the bed dirty." you patted his back and drew circles on it.

"what, you want me take it off? if you wanted to see me naked you couldve asked sweetheart." he looked up at you and smirked. you glared at him, lightly slapping his arm.

"not what i meant.." you blushed.

"youre so cute you know that rafey, honestly when i look at you i just want to eat you." you confessed and massaged his temples, his face nuzzles into your chest even further. clearly he was blushing as well.

"i dont know how i got so lucky, im so glad i have a such a beautiful boy in my life. everything about you is just perfect." you cooed admiring his sculpted face, the way his plump lips curled into a smile.

"stopppp" he whined. you couldnt help but pull out your phone and take a picture. because if you didnt, who wouldve believe that your 6'2 husband loved to be babied like this? not like you were going to show anyone, its just for your eyes only. you wanted to cherish this moment forever.

"did you just take a picture?"

"let me see it." he shot up and reached for your phone. you put your phone under your pillow and laid on it, making sure he wasnt able to grab it. the two of you started play fighting.

"nooo please, you look so cute. let me keep it!!" you laughed, he started to tickle you. and you slowly started to fall off the bed. your legs wrapped around his waist and dragged him down, if you were gonna fall he was going to come down with you.

the laughing coming from you both died down and you looked up at him, what a funny position. you both were on the floor and he was in between your legs hovering over you.

rafe leaned downed and passionately kissed your lips, his hand starts to play with your shorts. you eventually pull away and slap his hand.

"nuh uh. go shower first. you stink." you got up to your feet then helped your boyfriend get up as well. you looked up at rafe with your head tilted, what was this man plotting?

"not unless you join me.. you cant say no" he quickly said and grabbed you by the waist. hoisting you over his shoulder and carrying you to the master bathroom.

"ahhh! rafe stop!!" you busted out laughing, kicking your feet as he practically dragged you to the shower. he put you down and turned on the warm water, it poured over you both. you furrowed your eyebrows.

"great now my clothes are all wet." you pouted crossing your arms over your now soaked tank top.

"more reason to take it off... lift your arms f'me"

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rubiehart · 3 months

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jj with a really super girly reader!! like pink everything, bows, the whole coquette look🎀💗🍓

ఌ whenever you decide to paint your own nails for once, he always helps you paint your dominant hand, holding your hand in his larger one, tongue poking out between his lips in concentration as he focuses. giggling a little, “oops. you got it jayj.” whenever he’d , go out of the lines a little, spilling some of the glittery polish onto your finger.

ఌ convincing him to do the tiktok trend where you tie a bow around your bf’s bicep and him mindlessly agreeing whilst scrolling on his phone, looking up at he hears you chirp a little ‘all done!’ to see the little pink bow tied delicately around his arm and grinning at you, “look just like you now, pretty.”

ఌ him coming over to see your vase which is normally filled with pretty pink or red roses is empty, asking you about it casually, “oh, i’ve been meaning to get some more at the market, keep forgettin’.” you’d reply, muffled against his shoulder as you watch the tv, he takes a mental note and you forget about the interaction all together until the next day you come home from work to see a fresh bouquet of baby pink roses sitting all pretty in your vase, and a little note, “hope you like the flowers girly. ♡︎” making you smile and shoot him a thankyou text, all giddy that he remembers lil’ things you tell him.

ఌ buying you a matching pink zippo lighter to his and carving both of your initials into it like he did on his!! maybe tying a lil’ pink bow around it when he gave it to you, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly anticipating your reaction “sorry it’s not much baby-“ not giving him chance to finish before flinging yourself into his arms and smattering his face with grateful kisses.

ఌ you’ve basically built a collection of those little animal skincare/makeup headbands with the lil’ snails and bunny’s and he’d deffo wear one while you do your makeup or tries them all one, finding it funny to distract you because he thinks you look adorable when you scold him.

ఌ when he starts staying over at your house more often he uses your body washes and shampoos because it’s basically his only option!! (also because he loves the smell of you, duh.) but you buy him his own little toiletry basket with shampoo, body wash, deodorant maybe a mini of his cologne and put a toothbrush for him in your bathroom so they’re together all cute!!

ఌ having little self care nights when you put on cute scented sheet masks and him wearing a tiger one with the whiskers and everything, patting it down against his warm skin as he keeps fake biting you, sniggering when you look at him disapprovingly with a “jj.” because he can’t take you seriously in that unicorn sheet mask!!

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maybankswhore · 1 year

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jj maybank badboy x good girl: headcanon slightly!nsfw

it wasn’t a secret that jj got around the island.

he was never one to stay with one girl for too long. always a quick ‘hit it & quit it’ or he’d date them for a couple days then get bored.

it had always been every man for himself.

between the fighting and drinking , smoking pot and partying— jj just wasn’t the type of guy that wanted to settle down.

he really wasn’t.

not until he met you.

god , he remembered seeing you for the first time at a bonfire.

you looked so shy and pretty. glistening under the moonlight like it was a spotlight to get his attention.

as cliche as it was , you weren’t like other girls.

not to him.

you were beautiful but you were kind. every time he looked over at you , you were smiling , engaging in conversation with every person and each one looked completely different than the last.

you had this aura around you that was so sweet , so pure.

he had to have you.

for the first time , in a long time , jj had absolutely no fucking idea on how to approach you.

his stomach was in knots. he thought he was gonna hurl.

“she’s never gonna go for you.” pope laughed in his face when he realized what had jj so off.

jj scoffed. “oh yea? watch her.”

all he had to do was walk up to you and smile that toothy ass grin of a smile , blonde hair in every which way from surfing all of that day , a boyish look on his face as he charmed you.

the minute his hand brushed the skin of your cheek , telling you how pretty you were ,

you were done for.

after that , the two of you became inseparable.

everyone was surprised at how quickly jj was able to settle down.

he became obsessed with you.

if he was at a party ,

you were right there next to him.

when he went to bonfire’s or smoked weed with kiara ,

he would bring you.

he was fully convinced you were an angel sent down from heaven just for him.

so beautiful and so sweet.

he couldn’t believe you were his.

you were just as smitten.

it was like you were thirteen getting crushes on the cool , older boys that would have you in a haze for days thinking about them.

he consumed you.

“you were made for me , baby.” he would always tell you , a moaning mess in your ear as he defiled you— marking every inch of your body as his.

you always responded so well to him. your back nearly breaking as you arched it , whimpering his name over and over again as he praised you , kissed you , claimed you.

you were his girl.

and he fully intended on keeping it that way.

#jj maybank smut #jj maybank x reader smut #jj maybank headcanons #jj maybank imagine #jj maybank blurb #jj maybank x you #jj maybank fluff #jj maybank x reader #outerbanks #outer banks imagines

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damianwaynerocks · 11 months

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more bat family twitter chaos

#outerbanks and dc comics exist in the same universe for me #damian wayne #tim drake #jason todd #dick grayson #red robin #robin #red hood #nightwing #batfamily headcanons #batfamily smau

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maybank-archives · 1 year

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hi! may i request a shy fem reader x jj maybank? virgin reader who hasn’t had first kiss, and jj knows that she’s super touch starved? lots of sexual tension to eventual smut? praise kink maybe? thank u!!

sweet desire - jj maybank

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warning: makeout session. sexual tension? let me know if a miss any.

word count: 1.3k

author's notes: as always, got super carried away, love writing this and wished that i had finished sooner, sorry it took so long, have a couple requests and other works coming up soon! thank you for this request! part two

masterlist

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The voices around were muffled in y\n’s head as she stared at JJ Maybank across the backyard. She attempted to distract herself by being a part of her friend's conversation, but her thoughts were way too loud to ignore them.

The boys were organizing a fire pit outside the chateau, you, Sarah and Kie were talking on the stairs, actually, Kie and Sarah were talking, you had your attention hooked on something else. You scan his tan body and his movements trying to be as subtle as possible for him, and anyone else, to not notice.

“hellooo, earth to y/n.” Kie snaps her fingers in front of your face. “I know the sunset is breathtaking but we’re making plans for your future.”

“Oh and what is that?” you asked, finally focusing on the conversion.

“to live for once, there’s like a hundred parties going on this summer and you have to go to at least one.” Kie stated

“but you have to promise to us not to sleep with the first touron that talks to you.” Sarah jokes making your cheeks red.

“No Sarah, c’mon, she can't have her first kiss with a random and probably gross guy.” Kie intervened

“Why not? There’s nothing wrong with it, a hookup it’s not supposed to be a relationship.”

“Oh God, can we not?”. You glanced at the boys approaching. They were talking over to each other as they got close to you, John B pecked Sarah’s lips and dragged her inside the house interrupting and ending the conversation, thankfully.

“Gross guys.” Kie shouted

“And, that’s my cue, I’m heading home to take a shower, wanna a ride Kie?”. Pope asked offering Kie a hand

“Sure, see you in an hour guys.” Kie said leaving with Pope.

You turned your head to JJ, who was picking his fingers, you adjusted yourself on the stairs avoiding starting a conversation.

JJ, like everyone else in your group of friends, has always been your friend. But lately, you've been seeing him through different eyes. There's something about him that pulls you in with a magnetic force, unlike any other boy you've encountered before. It feels both weird and exhilarating.

While you've never been open and intimate with any of the boys in the group, you were at least able to share more than a few words with Pope and John B but your interactions with JJ are different recently.

Your conversations with him always go the same path, but your mind is constantly filled with thoughts and fantasies that you have zero experience with.

It didn't feel normal to have such intense feelings for just a friend, but you knew that JJ would never be aware of the effect he had on you.

“Yo, I think I have a splinter on my fingers, could ya look at it?” JJ sat down next to you, and as he placed the back of his hand on your thighs, you couldn't help but flinch at the unexpected touch. Your gaze locked onto his hand, and you simply nodded in response

“i-i...yes, could you hand me my bag, it's on the sofa, I think I have a tweezer and a band aid there.” you stammered, blinking rapidly in an attempt to mask your nervousness.

JJ went inside granting you enough time to fix your hair and rub your hands into your face hoping to stop the blushing.

“Here ya go.” JJ returns to his spot handing you your tiny bag placing his hand at the same spot from before.

You hesitantly held his hands, your fingers tracing his skin as you scanned for the splinter. His body moved close enough for his intoxicating scent to distract you. You blinked rapidly, trying to focus on helping him.

“Does it hurt when I do this?” you asked.

“A little bit, i think you found it” he replied with a hiss “Keep going, you might be close.” You subtly bit your lip as you kicked yourself mentally for the way his words sounded so alluring.

You find yourself losing your composure, that's not your usual, that’s the least attractive thing to be doing right now and yet, pictures of his lips on yours fills your mind.

JJ's gaze lingered on you, carefully observing your reaction.

“I think you’re good.” you said letting go of his hands after removing all signs of splinters on his palm.

"Geez, yeah, that feels so much better," he remarked, getting up and standing in front of you. “You've got some serious skill,huh?” He awaited your response, tilting his head with a playful smirk on his lips.

Gosh, this is torture.

As you looked up at him, you nodded your head in agreement.

He couldn't help but make the connection in his mind, he recalled those moments when he had caught you stealing glances at him or how quiet would you get when there was just the two of you.

JJ has always seen you as shy, particularly around boys. But right now he's coming to understand that you're not just reserved, but also showing signs of neediness.

“Anyway, thank you cupcake.” he said before winking and turning his back, leaving you sitting there still processing the last minutes.

At night, the entire gang was reunited again, gathered around a crackling bonfire, sipping drinks, and sharing stories. Laughter filled the air as they reminisced about old memories.

The girls couldn’t help themselves to talk about your non-existent love life, Sarah feeling the effects of the drink was incredibly more sincere than sober Sarah.

She followed you onto the kitchen with her phone showing a bunch of cute seniors that she felt that would be a good match for you, Kie was still very reluctant for you to have your first kiss being with a random guy, you, as always, decided to ignore them as you continue to bring more beers to the boys outside.

As time passed, everyone started to disappear, you stayed behind, sitting by the dying fire pit, lost in your own thoughts. Gosh, sometimes it’s sad to be sober.

You suddenly hear footsteps approaching, you turn your head seeing JJ leaving the porch of the chateau, walking towards you with a gentle smile on his face.

"Hey," he said softly as he approached, his eyes glinting in the dim light. "Mind if I join you?"

You shook your head, confused, scooting over to make room for him.

JJ's voice broke the awkward silence, catching you off guard with his unexpected comment. "First kiss then, huh?"

Oh God “What? H-how do you know this?” you stared at him

“That was not my question.” He arched his brow

“What? No one ever kissed me, I'm not waiting for a prince or something and that’s it, the end.”

JJ's expression softened. "Well, that's no good. Everyone deserves to experience a good kiss at least once in their life, right?"

Before you could respond, JJ got closer, leaning in. You could feel his breath on your face, you stood there in shock staring at his lips with your heart racing.

"Let me help you with that," JJ whispered, placing his hand on your cheek, your body tensed with nervous excitement, he pressed his lips against yours, a mix of emotions run through your veins, you were hesitant at first and as it got more further, the heat building between you two intensified the desire allowing you to be comfortable ambitious.

JJ hand went to your neck while the other one slid from your shoulder to your hips squeezing lighty, your senses were overwhelmed with the scent of his cologne, the taste of his lips, and the warmth of his body against yours.

Your hand kept pulling each other closer, his touch became vicious, you couldn’t let go of his grip, your tongues exploring and tasting every inch of each other’s mouth felt sinful. Your hand kept pulling each other closer, yearning for more of the same.

JJ broke the kiss gasping for air, he turned his head looking around checking for any sign of your friends, the silence revealed that, in fact, you two were alone. He got up not letting go of your hand, he pulled you one more time, this time placing a kiss on the side of your lips. And when you realized, you were following JJ back inside the house.

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ohbx · 1 year

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Kie’s insta story

#ohbx edits #outer banks #obx #outerbanks #jj maybank #jj x kie #kie carrera #kiara carrera #insta edits obx #obx insta stories #john b routledge #outerbanks headcanon

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loverforfanfiction · 2 years

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Dating jj Maybank would include

So [ 2 versions] ok so you dating him as a kook would mean ....

: you would spoil him

:buying him clothes shoes anything he needs

:sneaking away to the cut to see him

:him sneaking to figure 4 to see you

:him kinda being insecure because he doesn't have money

:but you love him for him but not the money

:you dating him as a pouge

:you guys would make gifts for each other

:or would save your money for a anniversary

:love to swim because it's free

:cuddling under the stars

:laughing at pope

:being each others first love

[ Imagine your race and gender]

#outerbanks headcanon #outerbanks preferences #jj maybank #jj mayback x reader #jj mayback imagine #outer banks #outer banks x reader #jj x reader #jj x y/n #jjk fluff

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luversgirl · 5 months

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TO BE SO LONELY, part two

summary: after the pouges forget her special day, y/n meets someone the pouges aren’t too pleased with. (heres part one if you haven’t read it yet)

notes: here is the long awaited pt two, im sorry this took to long. i’m in the middle of finals and im trying to get back into writing (p.s theirs another important note after the fic)

warnings: language?

after the big fight at the chateau rafe drove them to the beach, more specifically the one they first interacted at.

y/n quickly slipped off the helmet and walked towards the water without a word said.

as she got closer and closer she placed the helmet and shopping bag down and continued walking.

“y/n!” rafe yelled trying to catch up.

“y/n!” he yelled again a bit more sternly making her stop in her tracks.

he quickly caught up seeing as he was walking very fast to keep up with her “please talk to me” he softly spoke as he stopped in front of her.

“there’s nothing for me to say” she spoke back clearly lying as many tears rolled down her face.

“you’re allowed to be upset y/n” rafe says placing his hands on her face, wiping her tears away.

“how come everyone forgets me” y/n’s voice cracks as she speaks.

after y/n broke down at the beach rafe thought it would be best for her to stay at the cameron household for the night.

waking up to the sun peaking through out the expensive silky curtains the rougtledge girl rubbed her eyes.

her eyebrows furrowed at the unfamiliar smell of the sheets she was laying on, turning her body around she saw a sleeping rafe.

she sat up, carefully doing her best to to wake rafe and succeeding.

y/n’s eyes gazed around the room that was clearly rafes. it pleasantly surprised her how organized his room was, the way all his expensive colognes were organized, no laundry on the floor and the pictures of his family and him displayed along the walls.

“good morning” y/n turned to rafe who was now rubbing his eyes as she was minutes before.

“good morning” she smiled as he pulled her closer kissing the top on her head.

“how you feeling baby” rafe asks.

“better now thanks to you” y/n grins looking up at him “what time is it?”

rafe grabs his phone from the nightstand by his side “its 12” he says.

“i have a shift at 1” y/n sighs leaning against rafe.

“can you cancel it?” rafe trys to reason.

y/n chuckles “thats not exactly how a job works, wheres my phone?” she asks.

“under your pillow” y/n reaches for it, hopingit doesn’t explode with messages when it powers on “i also put it on silent so we could sleep through the night” rafe chuckles.

“thank you” y/n smile up at him before checking “jesus christ” she quickly says as she was right about the phone blowing up and

scrolls through all the missed notifications.

“you okay?” rafe asks observing her face.

closing her eyes, y/n takes a deep breath then setting her phone down onto the bed and started to get out of the plush cameron bed.

“woah, woah, woah, where you going sweet thing?” rafe quickly followed now standing in front of her with his hands on each side of her face caressing her soft cheekbones with his thumbs.

“rafe” y/n smiles and tilts her head up looking at the tall boy.

“you know, not all of us can be kooks” sending him a sad smile.

shortly after rafes constant attempts to get y/n not to go to work he accepted his loss in the battle and dropped her off.

she was 2 hours into her shift and nothing had gone wrong yet, but of course she knew something was bound to happen seeing as her brother and his friends new where she worked so it was all just a matter of time.

as soon as her break hits she’s pushing the back door of the the store open for some fresh air only to be met with the pouges.

“what do you guys want” y/n spoke sitting on her usual break bench and gave into her fate.

“i don’t understand why’d you do this to us” john b speaks up first.

y/n eyebrows furrow “i didn’t ‘do’ anything to do” she emphasizes the ‘do’ “not everything is about you bee” using her brother nickname only reserved for her.

“i never said tha-“ john b interjects.

“but thats what you meant, you know i’m actually happy?” y/n humourless laughs then begins to raises her voice “i don’t remember the last time i’ve even been this happy and the second you find out its not in a way you ‘approve’ of you want to try and take it from me”

“we-“ jj tries to interject something else but y/n doesn’t even give him the chance as she grows angrier every time they say something.

“you know he hasn’t bothered you guys in months but you’re all too self absorbed in your fucking shit to even see that and where the fuck was all this when john started dating sarah” y/n’s voice quivers but also grows louder as she stands up “huh?”

“i always supported you and sarah” y/n addresses the young couple making eye contact with the cameron who continued to remain silent “nice to know kindness is a one way street with you guys”

“y/n we never meant to try take away your happiness” kie spits out as y/n starts towards the door.

she turns around to face the pouges “then what were you trying to do?” they all look down at the ground or just stay silent.

“that’s what i thought”

important note!: hi! recently i reached 2k followers (what the actual fuck) so i’ve decided to come up with a little celebration. this celebration would guys yall the option to send in a prompt, blurb, rec list request and stuff like that for any of the characters i would list (like obx for example) would that interest you guys or am i dululu as fuck? lmk through a simple anon or commenting, thanks! ♡

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devinedoll · 1 month

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who in the world can get enough of a gun kink fic??? not me. anyhoo— can we talk about how bewildered yet unbelievably turned on rafe would be when he has it in his head that readers too soft to know about his extracurriculars, and one day she grabs his gun and deepthroats it in front of him????? CHRIST

elle…

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“m’not a child rafe” you whine, angrily stomping after him as he marches down the halls of tannyhill. you’d been begging to come to barry’s with him all day, desperate to see what your boyfriend does for work, and after being denied for the umpteenth time, you were starting to get a bit restless.

he’s turning around momentarily to look you in the eyes, “really? cus you’re definitely actin’ like one” he continues on into his bedroom, “wouldn’t like it kid, it’s not shit for little girls like you”

you look so pitiful, all dressed up in your tiny tank top and itty bitty skirt—bless you, you weren’t too sure about the dress code on something like this, “rafe please, i can handle it”

he stops in front of his dresser, bringing out the small pistol and holding it up for you, “really? can fuckin’ handle it?” he glares, “see this kid? isn’t a fuckin joke”

and you’re doing the unexpected, rafe’s boyish brain short circuiting as you snatch the gun from him, placing the barrel of it in your mouth, eyes widening to emphasize your movement, “what the fuck are you doin’ kid”

as if to prove a point, you move the barrel back farther, cold metal pressing against the back of your throat as tears prick your eyes and a gag bubbles to the surface.

rafe seems to zone out momentarily, tonguing at the side of his cheek as he watches you choke on the pistol before he remembers what’s going on, “get that shit outta your mouth”

you do as he says, drawing the barrel from your throat and handing it back to him, eyes glossy and lips wet with spit, you punctuate your actions with a pleased smile, “see.”

he scoffs at you, shaking his head and placing the gun in his waistband, “you’re fuckin’ crazy kid” he announces, “c’mon, let’s go”

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#rafe cameron prompt #rafe cameron #rafe cameron concepts #rafe cameron x reader #rafe cameron blurb #rafe cameron headcanons #rafe cameron smut #rafe outer banks #obx drabble #rafe cameron obx #outerbanks blurb #outerbanks smut

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