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[outermaybank]

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shark bite ☆

rafe cameron x fem!reader.

warnings: blood, injury, mentions of sharks, being bit by a shark, and swearing.

words: 1,018.

summary: what was once a fun day on the beach filled with surfing, quickly became a bloody and painful nightmare.

request? no.

a/n: hi hi hi this is my worst nightmare! haha, in all seriousness i could actually never go through all of that. like and comment if you enjoyed this story, and please send in some requests, ill be running out of ideas soon (after i finish my drafts/ half written stories)!! more stories out tonight. <3

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“one more wave! please, and then we can leave!” you begged rafe, who was already done with surfing. “okay, fine!” he laughs, standing in the sand, “but i’m staying here.” you run into the water. you look up at him, sending a smile out to him, and waving. you lift yourself on the surfboard, preparing for the next wave. you sit down deciding you weren’t far out enough, so you start paddling deeper into the ocean. your legs dangle into the warm water, the sun blinding you slightly.

you close your eyes, content with your life at this moment. when you open your eyes, a wave hits you, harder than the earlier ones. the wave causes you to fly off your board, submerging entirely under the water. you thrash under the water, trying to swim to shore. a sharp pain pulses from your foot, to your calf. the pain prickles your skin, making it harder to make it to the surface.

rafe looks up, seeing your lonely board unattended to. his eyes scout the ocean, looking for you. he begins to panic when he can’t find you, he instead finds an area where the water is a darker red. he rushes into the water, swimming to the red-stained water. he screams your name, his heart racing. he glances over and sees your arm extend out the water, and he frantically swims towards you. relief washes over him when he realizes you were too far from the bloody spot, meaning you couldn’t have gotten hurt.

he grabs you, helping you to the shore, he sets you down, immediately attending to your face. you cough up water, gasping slightly. “fuck!” you scream out, the air hitting your open wound. he jumps forward, grabbing your arm. “WHAT?!” he questions you, and you quickly shake your head. “rafe! please!” you reach to your left leg, tears falling from your eyes. his eyes glance down to your leg, startled and upset he hadn’t noticed it before.

“holy shit! you got bit!” he stumbles back, anxiety taking over. “rafe i need to go to the hospital.” you whine, the pain in your leg only getting worse. he nods, “okay, okay. holy shit.” he leaps to his feet, immediately reaching down to lift you. his arm wraps around your waist, the other grabbing your hand that was tightened around his neck. you limp forward, your body depending on him for support.

he carefully carries you to his car, setting you up in the backseat. he rushes to the front seat, grabbing his phone. he dials the hospital, explaining to them what was happening. the ambulance was on it’s way. your foot hurt so bad, all you wanted was to be able to take the pain away. “rafe,” you whisper slightly, your tone causing his heart to drop. “yes?” he couldn’t look at your leg, it was making him nauseous. “it hurts so bad.” you reach for his arm, grasping it tightly. “i know, i know.” he frowns at you, “help is on the way, just stay awake. please stay awake.”

you groan but nod your head slightly. he whispers to you, but you aren’t fully listening. the sounds of sirens finally fill your ears, making you smile softly. “okay, you’re okay.” he was rubbing your thigh, glancing around to see where the ambulance was.

the ambulance pulled up to rafe’s car, the doctors immediately going by your side. they carry you to the bed, swiftly positioning you into the back. rafe shuts his car door before locking it, immediately joining you in the back of the ambulance. the sight of you made his heartache, he decided to look out the window, averting his eye contact.

the nurses murmur to themselves while they quickly clean the bite mark. you arrive at the hospital and they rush you inside. rafe stayed in the waiting room. he stayed still and silent for the most part, but as time went by, and the longer it took, he began to pace and become anxious. the image of your mutilated leg still clouded his mind.

after what felt like forever to rafe, he was finally called back to your room. “rafe.” you called out to him, confused by how awkward he looked when he stood in your doorway. he frowned, “hey, baby.” you gesture for him to come closer and he silently obeys.

“rafe, i’m surprised you are still here.” you glance away from him, your eyes going to the annoying and repetitive beeping monitor. when you look back at him he looks shocked. “of course i’m still here. i wouldn’t leave you.” you nod, smiling softly. the doctor walked inside, his head engulfed into a large packet of paper.

“you are a champ.” the doctor stared at you, smirking. the confused look on your face makes him laugh. “you survived a shark attack. that’s a big deal.” you nod, “what’s the damage?” he stares at you, thinking about your question. “you’ll survive. you called us just in time. luckily, the shark only nipped your calf, somehow it avoided the bone.” rafe smiles at the doctor's words.

“while you are okay, you need to take it easy. you need to recover.” the doctor's earlier playful manner quickly turned serious. you reassured him, “i will.” the doctor informed you and rafe about your future limitations, and then left you two. you were free to go home.

“my shark survivor.” rafe stated, while he helped you put your shoes on. “ew rafe!” you playfully punch his shoulder, “don’t ever call me that.” he shakes his head, grinning. “it has a nice ring to it.” you scoff, “says who?” you asked him. “me, i declare that.” you roll your eyes, “okay, fine. can we go home now?” he nods. you suddenly break into a fit of laughter, the whole situation finally hitting you. “i almost died.” rafe frowns at your words, “yes, that is true. but you are okay! that’s why we call you the shark survivor.” you sigh in defeat, “fine, it does sound kinda cool.” rafe smirks, “exactly, because i came up with it.”

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[outermaybank]

i became a follower while you were gone, and let’s just say i read almost all your jj imagines, and i’m in love with your writing! glad you’re back 😌

this is the loveliest ask ahhhh tysm !!! once i clean up my room im gonna work on some more jj ones and try to be a bit more active !!! <333 i miss it here

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NO ONE SPEAK TO ME EVER AGAIN BECAUSE I WILL ONLY BE TALKING ABOUT THIS THE SALTY KISSES THE DIALOGUE IM GRRR SO CUTE

EVERYONE SAY THANK U RUBY

from first wave to first kiss

summary: being a kook, it took some time for jj to come around to being friends. but no one’s a better surfer than jj and you’ve been dying to learn - and maybe you’ll both catch some feelings while catching the waves? wc: 4.2k hehe a/n: ok the idea originally was just jj giving surf lessons because lyss (@sourspidey) and i spent an EVENING talkin about it & then it just kept going??? anyways pls talk to me bout jj, send them headcanons, requests lets GO (also tagging my only obx mutual i can think would wanna read this @outermaybank​ <3)

 Being a Kook definitely had its perks, you couldn’t deny it. 

Hell, if you gave JJ an hour to rant about it, he’d give you a million reasons why Kooks had it so much easier, from jobs to money. And while he wasn’t wrong, you could also argue that it left a lot of skills out. Funny how even living beside the ocean, you could feel like such a fish out of water. 

Sure, you knew which special fork was used for which course and how to correctly dance the waltz, all stuff the Pogues loved to give you shit for, but it was hardly meritable to you. You couldn’t even change the tire on your jeep if it went flat. But that was life as a Kook; never needing to know how because you could always pay someone else to do it for you. 

Not that changing a tire was the epitome of fun, but Pogue activities – fishing off the boat in the marsh, sinking beers and joints in one go, surfing – now that seemed worthy of your time. 

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how are you my love ???

i am ok !!!! a bit anxious so sorry for being inactive but i have some things coming hehehe i luv u all <3333

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RUBY I MISS YOU !

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i have had the most crazy week and i need a nap so i’m gonna get myself together and then catch up w everyting tumblr <333333 :D

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[outermaybank]

i’ve been inactive lately and im going away tomorrow so i won’t be posting until september 3rd :( im sorry please don’t forget about me i love u all

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[outermaybank]

hi ruby

hey maybe u should think twice b4 u make me fall in love w u …. so rude

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something for everyone :)

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JJ: You call it a near-death experience

JJ: I call it a vibe check from God

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RAFE IS A LITTLE SIMP I CANT

rosie this is so cute so u are welcome for the pressure I LOVE IT

simp for you - rafe cameron x fem!reader

summary: rafe teases topper about being soft for sarah, but he and kelce are quick to point out that rafe acts the exact same for a certain girl...

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warnings: drinking, profanities (i never really swear so this was so odd to write LOL)

word count: 1.2k

gif by @jedidiahtiens

a/n: hi everyone! this is my first time writing for the outer banks, so if you have feedback let me know :) -- this was inspired by one of @annab-nana's fics, would 100% recommend you check out her writing!! as always, reblog if you like <3

“Topper, could you be any more obvious? Sarah’s got you wrapped around her little finger!” Rafe exclaims in disgust. “Everyday it’s how’s she doing, where’s she at, like damn!”

“He’s right, Top, you’re down bad for her,” Kelce joins in. “But what I don’t get is why Cameron’s the one acting all big and bad…” he smirks.

A crooked smile replaces the annoyed look on Topper’s face at these words. “Yeah yeah, as if you’re not the same with Y/N, Rafe. We see how you get around her. All -- mushy, staring at her all the time and smiling like an idiot.”

Rafe scoffs, “Please! You’re both seeing things, I’d never get all soft like you fools. That’s some lame shit right there.”

Kelce and Topper shake their heads, almost in unison. “Whatever you say man.” They knew it wasn’t true in the slightest.

Later that night at the beach, a roaring party was taking place. There was a bonfire going, and as always, lots of booze. The ruckus had attracted quite a few tourons, and so it was particularly chaotic. Everyone who was anyone on the Outer Banks was there, swaying to the beat or making out with someone else.

Not ones to shy away from attention, Topper, Kelce, and the King of the Kooks himself, Rafe Cameron were at the very center of it all, getting absolutely wasted. They sat near the flames, in a little circle so exclusive that no one else dared to go within a meter of them.

That was, until a clear voice cut through the crowd. A voice Rafe would recognize anywhere.

“Hey boys!” you waved at them through the throng of people, a huge grin lighting up your face. You’d just come back from a huge shopping spree with Sarah, having seen the text your boyfriend sent you about the kegger.

Your friends waved back at you and Rafe beckoned you over. “I missed you guys,” you add, giving your boyfriend a side hug as his hand found your waist and pulled you next to him. He smiled at you almost unconsciously, taking in how the light from the bonfire bounced off your hair, enveloping your face with a glowing warmth. You looked angelic, and Rafe’s breath caught. You noticed him staring and gave him a little peck on the cheek, smiling.

Kelce and Topper glanced at each other and smirked, the show was about to start.

“Rafey, can you get me a drink? I’m a little thirsty,” you ask, oblivious to what was happening.

“Yeah of course, babe,” he nods, planting a kiss on your forehead and walking off in search of a cup.

You turn your attention back to Topper and Kelce. “So… Top! Kelce! How are you guys? I haven’t seen you two in so long.”

“Oh, you know, the usual. Dealing with Rafe and his shit,” Kelce responds casually.

That draws a giggle from you, “thank you for your service, gentlemen.”

Topper does a mini-bow, acknowledging their work.

“But enough about us, how have you and Rafe been, Y/N?” he redirects the conversation quickly, and Kelce nods his head fervently.

“...Okay I guess?” you respond, a little thrown off by the change in topic. “We’re doing great, Rafey’s a great person, and so so charming. You wouldn’t think it because he acts all bold but he is such a sweetheart deep down.” Lost in your thoughts of your boyfriend, you miss the identical smirks on your two friends’ faces.

Just then, Rafe returns with drinks for all of you, and he pulls you down onto his lap as he takes a seat on the sandy beach. “Have you eaten anything today?” he asks you insistently, “we can take the car to grab some food if you’d like, I don’t want you to be hungry.”

“I’m fine, baby,” you insist, turning to nestle your face into the crook of his neck and the boy nods.

A few hours later, most of the tourons had left and only the locals were left, chattering in their own groups around the fire. You found yourself getting drowsy as you took in the rhythmic sound of the waves crashing onto the beach and the crackling of the dying fire, and promptly fell asleep.

Rafe was never really a details type of guy, but when it came to you… he seemed to have a sixth sense. He noticed right away when you crossed that line between reality and dreamland; you relaxed a bit in his arms and your head drooped softly onto his chest. Sighing, he gently turned you around so that he could better support your weight, he knew you were probably exhausted. The fact that you had fallen asleep in his arms revealed to Rafe just how much you trusted him and this realization gave him a sudden boost of love for you. He swore right then that he’d protect you to the end of your days, no matter what it took.

Turning back, he was greeted by two shit-eating grins beaming at him from his two best friends.

“Not soft, huh… Rafey?” Kelce broke the silence, chuckling. “Wanna get some food? I don’t want you to be hungry!! We’re losing you, man, do you hear yourself?”

“Of course, I’ll do anything for you, baby,” Topper adds, “and you thought I was mad for Sarah.”

“Admit it, you’re a simp for her,” Kelce finishes, “and you don’t even know it.”

Rafe’s face burns, and he’s glad the darkness covers up the redness climbing his neck that has nothing to do with your warmth on his chest.

“You’re both idiots,” he concedes, downing the rest of his beer and throwing down the plastic cup, ignoring the combined laughter of both his friends. “Idiots who’ll be getting themselves home tonight. I’ve gotta drive Y/N back.”

And just like that, the other two boys are silenced, but not for long. Then their laughter transforms into groans. “You’re kidding, Rafe. Whatever happened to bros before hoes, huh?”

It’s all jokes though, Topper and Kelce were happy that Rafe had someone to keep him on track. You were perfect for their friend, anyone could tell. And so they goodnaturedly began their own walk back as Rafe, ever so gently, picked you up and carried you over to his car.

As he buckled you in, you opened your eyes, dazed from the sudden awakening. “Baby where are we?” you prompt, the night was silent all around you two, and there was no sand between your toes anymore.

“Shh, don’t worry Y/N/N. I’m taking you home. You can keep resting if you want, I’ll wake you up later.”

“Okay. I love you Rafe,” you murmur, and then the tide of sleep washes over you once more.

Rafe stays silent for a bit, choosing to give you yet another kiss on the forehead instead. “I love you too, Y/N. More than you could ever know.”

And I wouldn’t mind being a simp for you, he admits in his head as he begins the drive back home.

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ੈ♡˳·˖ jj steals you hotel shampoo bottles

“Hey, JJ?” You directed at your boyfriend, who lay semi-conscious on the couch.

“Yeah, babe?” He mumbled, shifting slightly. His blond hair sprawled over his face and his features were gentle and kind, the anxious creases less evident.

“What are these things on my bed?” You asked.

“Hm?”

“The little bottles and the soap and the… and what I think is a tiny toothbrush.”

“Oh, yeah,” he glanced over placidly, “You said you liked the small stuff. At hotels and shit. So I nabbed some from work.”

You looked down at the random assortment of products in your cupped palms, then up at your half-asleep boyfriend.

“Hey, JJ.” You smiled softly. “I love you.”

He well and truly opened his eyes, then.

“I love you too, Y/N.”

a/n: this is short and basic but it was an idea i had that i wanted to keep simple, i just imagine jj noticing small things you say and that is part of his love language

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