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rafesmuse · 27 days

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how would rafe and or jj treat his daughter?

rafe would be extremely protective. he would have his daughter’s location on his phone and check where she is when he hasn’t seen her. very strict when she starts dating boys, warning them that they better not hurt her or they will have a big problem. he wants to have her as close to him as possible, constantly keeping an eye on her. when she went to school for the first time, he was anxious all day long, the worst possible scenarios wandering through his head. he also spoils her rotten, buying her whatever she wants ‘cause he hates seeing his princess upset.

jj would be such a fun dad. he’d teach his daughter surfing and all the other activities he used to do as a kid/teen. he also takes her with him when he hangs out with the pogues because they love her like a family. jj and your daughter have a lot of inside jokes together, secretly making fun of you behind your back. he would do anything to see his daughter smile, it never fails to distract him from all his problems. he wants to protect his sweet little girl from all the evil in the world, including his own dad, and makes sure she grows up in a healthy and fun environment.

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presleyanswrites · 13 days

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Hey I got a request for jj

That jj is a single dad to a baby girl and he is to scared to hold because he will think he will drop her and John b everyday will try and get jj to hold her then one day jj was holding her on his chest then he takes her everywhere With him hope that make sense

Koala Care

dad!jj x fem!reader x daughter

a/n ahh this is so cutie! thank you for the request anon, love you bunches!

desc JJ holds his baby girl for the first time

wc 1.2k

warnings cursing, grammar, fluff

"Peaches?" JJ comes in through the back door of the chateau, carefully shutting it behind him as he walks through the kitchen to set down a box full of baby supplies.

The usual. Diapers, baby food, her favorite yogurt melts, more of his old band & surf t-shirts to wrap her up in.

He notices Aria crying her eyes out behind him in between the white rails of her bed. he must have forgotten to change her when he left. He also noticed it was pissing off John B who was trying to work on something probably useless and he caught the hint that he's been listening to her cry for at least an hour.

"Shit," he mutters, messing with his backwards hat as he turns his attention away from Aria for a split second to glance at John B. Turns out he was fixing a cooler for the boat.

"Bro." he goes over to him, kicking him in the leg slightly, "You seen Y/n? I really need her help knowing what measurements of tit milk I'm supposed to feed mini me."

John B rolls his eyes to the ceiling as he screws in the side of the cooler handle.

"First of all," he says through a gritted tone from a bolt in between his teeth.

"You gotta stop with the teenage boy, language wording shit."

He spits out the bolt and screws another nail into the bottom.

"You're like a dad now. Its your dick and your daughter, buddy. You really want your kid to go around saying, tit milk?"

JJ tuts. "Bro she cant even talk yet. Plus, I don't remember half the shit i said as a fucking baby. Maybe thats cause my dad probably beat the shit out of me where I like- lost half my cells, but i ain't changing. Plus, daddy will raise her to be the best hooker of man kind. Shes a Pogue, shes not gonna be a goody two shoes if my life depends on it."

John B turns his head around and gives him a look.

"Jesus Christ JJ, did anything click when your girlfriend popped a living thing out of her ass?" He purses his lips.

JJ points his lips downwards and shrugs.

"Or are you always gonna be known as the dad who raised a stripper?" John B rolls his eyes again, taking a weird clear plate out of his box, "Y/n is a doctor for fucks sake, she's the only hope for raising her I swear to God."

John B shakes his head, "I've told you everyday now. You haven't even held her yet."

JJ grips his hat, "Thats because im gonna drop the kid!"

John b slaps his forehead.

"You're litterally her DAD, JJ! Y/n popped a baby out of her kitty sack and you seriously didnt even touch her the day she was born." John B raises his eyebrows. "Do you remember that? Y/n cried in Kie's room FOR AN HOUR thinking you didnt want the kid!"

JJ opens his mouth to respond then stops.

"Whatever. Go back to fixing your cold box and shit," He turns his back to walk away.

John B changes the tip on his screwdriver, "You're gonna have to hold your own ass daughter eventually, dude."

"I hope you screw a nail in your dick!" JJ calls out and tuts again, mumbling under his breath, "teaching me how to handle my own kid..."

"im the one fixing this goddamn cooler so you can drink your shit ass blue moon chilled!" John b yells back, JJ opening the door and slamming it shut to try and find you again.

"y/nnnn," he groans, calling out your name, finding you sitting on the steps outside.

He kneels down and wraps his big arms around you, kissing the side of your head gently.

"Hi baby," he mutters, "How was work?"

you felt your head pulsating before forcing yourself to give a response.

"Hmmm fine. it was busy."

"Yeah?" he strokes your head, "Real quick."

You sigh slightly, "Hmm?"

"how much ti-" He stops, and clears his throat.

"How much milk do I need to feed Ari?" He says in a soft voice, knowing you had a blaring headache from your shift.

You exhale, leaning your arms on your knees.

"theres about 7 oz in the fridge."

He nods, "thank you sweets," he kisses your hair one last time before leaving you in peace to rest your mind.

He goes back inside the chateau, opening the fridge and taking out the bottle, reaching over Aria's crib and putting the tip to her mouth.

"there we are, sweet girl.." he holds the back of her head while she drinks gently, her cries settling down.

After Aria is finished, he stares at her for a moment.

Why was it so hard for him to hold his own daughter? He feels a wave of guilt floods over his spine.

He reaches his hands out, then stops.

"God damnit," He sighs.

"Okay." He stares at Aria one more time. "3, 2.."

"Fuck this."

He picks Aria up gently in his arms, his heart jumping as he does so.

"Holy shit," he breathes. "Oh my God."

He holds her to his chest, making sure to support her back, something he learned in a parenting book he found online as he feels his soul melt in his stomach.

"There we go," he coos softly, rocking her up and down gently.

"Hi love." he holds her up to look in her eyes with the biggest grin on his face.

"You have your mommas eyes, don't you?"

It's like he fell in love with you all over again. Just this time, it was a baby. And it was his baby.

He holds her to him again, hearing you opening the screen door to come back inside the chateau as he looks at you with the stupidest smile on his face.

"JJ.." you breathe, a grin full of your white perfect teeth filling the room as you jog over to him.

You rub his arm gently as you stare at Aria in JJ's arms.

"im so glad." You said, tears slightly filling the bottom of your eyes as your breath catches in your throat.

"She has your eyes," He repeats the observation he made earlier.

You nod with a sniffle, chuckling slightly.

"She has your lips."

JJ presses another soft kiss into the side of your neck.

A few days later, you noticed that JJ dorkily bought one of those baby carrier things to attach to your chest, and you had to admit it was pretty cute seeing Aria giggle with him, taking her everywhere he went.

John B was relieved her finally built up the balls to hold his kid, and if you were honest, you were relieved too.

Kiara bullied him everyday for taking Aria with him everywhere because the baby holder he chose was literally hot pink. Really hot pink.

He was so happy everyday. To be the dad that he never had. The one he had prayed and wished for everyday as a kid.

JJ was such a tough guy, tough face, tough love, tough soul.

but I guess not when it came to you and Aria. You and her were his new world and there was nothing in the entire universe that could take that away from him.

☆ divider & gif credits to @viixcyre @baby-bearie

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neurospicyqueer · 1 year

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Dad JJ Maybank

Growing up, JJ had been so sure that he wasn't going to have kids. After everything that he had seen and been through with his dad, he was worried that he would end up screwing up his own kids the way his dad screwed him up and he didn't want to risk it. He wasn't totally sure when that changed.

The young Pogue had always cared deeply for his loved ones. His friends needed only to tell him there was an issue and he would be right there trying to solve it with or for them. That's just who he was. There weren't all that many people that he cared about but those he did, he cared about deeply and unconditionally. Sometimes he might make bad decisions but they always came from a good place, one of love and compassion.

If you told the boy earlier that he was going to be even better for his own kid one day, he would have never believed you. Yet, as he looked down at his sleeping daughter, he felt nothing but peace and unconditional love.

The small baby was curled up in her crib, having just been put down for her nap, sound asleep, but JJ refused to leave until he was completely sure that his little girl was totally asleep and peaceful. He cherished these little moments with her. The way she curled up under the blankets after falling asleep against the comfort of her father's chest, was one of the most precious things he could imagine. He wanted to take in every moment he had with his baby girl before she started to grow up.

JJ remembered the first time he saw his little girl. She was wrapped up in a basket with a note. He had no idea who her mother was, could be a couple of different girls, but, in that moment, he didn't feel scared. He knew what he had to do and he simply scooped up his little girl and kissed her cheek before whispering to the sleeping baby.

"You're a Pogue now, kiddo."

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iminlovebutimkeepinitlowkey · 4 months

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JJ’s first child is a boy, and his whole world falls apart. From the moment you talked about kids, JJ knew he would the best father to a little girl, he was confident that it would be easier and it would click for him. So when you find out that your first baby is a boy, he spirals. Not only is he terrified that the kid will be like him, but hes terrified that he’ll end up like his dad. But when he holds your son for the first time, everything changes, as your son curls his hand around JJ’s finger, he realizes that he could never, in any situation, do anything to hurt this child. At first, it makes him emotional, wondering what it was about him that allowed his father to treat him the way he did, because he couldn’t even imagine scolding the little baby in his arms.

Of course, your son is so obviously JJ’s son, the blonde hair and tan skin is a telltale indication of that, but he is JJ’s personality embodied in a 5 year old. The mischievous giggles that come from his room before he emerges with all of his toy cars somehow attached to each other, or the proud smile he gives you both after bringing mud into the house.

He’s a gentleman, JJ makes sure that he is. You’re both often complimented on his perfect manners, saying thank you at 4 years old without being reminded or prompted. And when you have your first girl of many, little maybank is the perfect gentleman and big brother. Holding their hands when they’re still learning to walk, wiping milk off of their chins, fixing their little hats and clothes. Though, again he is a carbon copy of JJ, and though it’s not often, there are times that JJ Junior will come running with to you and JJ with a naughty smile and taking you into the playroom, just to see your daughter covered in truck stickers and washable markers. He’ll put worms on your daughters leg or hand and giggle until her lip began to wobble, quickly taking them away before a meltdown ensued. And of course, JJ junior is just as much responsible as you and JJ for spoiling your daughter. Of course he’s spoiled just as much as your daughter, but it’s adorable to see him split his ice cream because she’s already finished hers, or let her pick the show or movie every night without a second thought.

JJ takes him fishing, and your favorite picture in the i tire world is baby maybank holding up a small fish while sitting on JJ’s lap, especially because they look so incredibly similar in that photo. JJ is the person baby maybank comes running to first thing in the morning, and the first person he calls for when he’s had a nightmare.

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blueicequeen19 · 9 months

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Charter

Warnings: boss JJ & his employee, 5 year age gap, oral, protected sex.. might make this a series.

I forced a grin as my dickhead of a boss strolled in, his red work shirt cut into a cut off and his hat on backwards. I tried not to stare along with every other female in the shop as he joined me behind the counter, plastering a smile to his face as he faced the customers. It was hard not to stare at his sun kissed muscles or the clench of his jaw or the blonde mop of hair that was curling under his hat.

“How’s it going, boss?” I asked, wanting to fill the silence after watching him flirt with another married woman. Who knew women were so interested in fishing gear?

“It’s going.” He grumbled, before giving that charming smile to a group of teens buying shirt’s. I’m pretty sure they’d purchased every single one we carry but whatever.

The rest of the night went like always. He was talkative to everyone but me, I stocked shelves, his blue eyes caught mine as he glared at me and I tried not to roll my eyes. He was so hot but he was such a moody prick. I often wondered why he even hired me if he was going to be so shitty all the time.

“Your money is in the back.” JJ finally said as I flipped off the lights and locked the doors at close.

“Thanks.” I chirped as I followed him in the back, the money drawer tucked under his arm. I grabbed the envelope of cash with my name on it from next to the safe and tucked in my pocket as I waited for him to ready the bank deposit for Monday. I hauled myself up on to the work bench, my legs swinging as I scrolled through my phone. And waited. And waited. And waited.

Finally the lights were flipped off and I set my phone down just as I felt him near me. My heart started to race when I felt him brush up against my knees, forcing my legs to part. I couldn’t see more than an outline of his body in the dark but I could feel the heat radiating off him. The need.

“Now you want something to do with me?” I taunt, tracing my finger up his forearm. A moment passes and I feel his breath on my face, the mint gum filling my head.

“Shut up and take your shirt off.” JJ said softly, making my insides tighten as I obeyed.

I grabbed the hem of my shirt and pulled it over my head before reaching back to flick the clasp of my bra open then dropped it too. His hands found the tops of my thighs and I panted as his groin made contact with mine. I could hear how hard he was breathing as his hand came up to palm my breast. I arched into his touch, filling his hand with the flesh. His free hand did the same, massaging and kneading the flesh then tweaking my hardened nipples. I was rocking against him for friction, my body screaming for more when he stopped.

“Get on your knees.” I nearly moaned hearing his voice deep with lust just as I heard the clink of his belt.

I lowered myself to the floor, my hands finding the tops of his thighs when I felt the smooth tip of him kiss my lips.

“Suck.” I didn’t have to be told twice. I swiped my tongue of his slit, circling it before sucking it into my mouth. I heard a gasp of air leave him as sucked on the swollen tip, his precum coating my tongue. When his hands yanked my hair free of his tie, I took him deeper as he started to control the pace. I gagged, my knees screaming from the hard floor but I didn’t stop. Just when his grunting comes quicker and I know he’s about to cum, the ring of his phone has me nearly jumping out of my skin like someone had caught us. I’m even more surprised when he digs his phone out and answers it while keeping one hand in my hair.

“Yea?” JJ says calmly into the phone, keeping his voice even and lust free. I move my hand to his balls and he jerks, hand tightening in my hair.

“Okay, I’ll be there soon.” A pause.

“Alright, thanks.” JJ hangs up and I’m hauled to my feet, his hands quickly undoing the buttons on my shorts before bending me over the workbench.

“Have to make this quick.” JJ grunts from behind me.

“Somewhere else you need to be?” I hear the tear of a foil packet, my body trembling with anticipation.

“Actually yes.” Then he’s pushing inside me. I open my mouth on a moan, his cock too big to go in easily without any foreplay, but his hand slaps down over my mouth as he pulls my body upright against his. I could feel him everywhere, he was so deep.

My nails dig into the workbench as he starts to fuck me hard and fast. I moan into his hand, his heavy breathing in my ear as he fills me up over and over again. I wasn’t sure how we got here. I didn’t think he could stand me but I was the only one who didn’t put up with his bullshit and didn’t drool over him all the time. One night we were arguing then he was fucking me and we just never seemed to stop. The only thing he’d said after was this stayed between us or I could go work somewhere else. I didn’t tell him that he paid more and with cash so I kept my mouth shut. Even if it was because more of the fact that he fucked me like no one had ever done before and less about the job. I should be partly ashamed of myself since I don’t know a goddamn thing about him aside from being my boss. I know he’s a live or die Pogue, especially with the word tattooed around his knuckles on one hand. I know he’s five years older than I am. I know he runs a very successful charter and doesn’t know a stranger but that’s it. I know nothing about his personal life or his friends or what he does when hes no longer inside me. He could have a wife and kids at home for all I know but he never wears a ring on his ring finger, just on the others.

“Focus.” JJ growls in my ear, making my breasts bounce with every harsh thrust. I arch my back, pushing back against him as I reach down to stroke my clit. There was something so hot about the fact that I was completely naked and he was fully clothed.

“You wanna cum for me?” JJ covers my hand on my clit with his own, making me apply more pressure while his other hand muffles any noises I make. I nod, my body tensing as fire fills my veins and my insides tighten.

“Let go. Let me feel this tight fucking pussy squeeze the life out of me.” My mind and body shatter at his filthy words, everything going black for a moment as he fucks me through my climax while stroking my clit hard until I’m panting and trembling. I can’t hold myself up any longer and he pushes me down on the table, fucking me so hard the workbench slaps the wall until finally he stills with a breathy moan, making my toes curl as he fills up the condom inside me.

I shudder as he pulls out, leaving me aching and empty, while he discards the condom and buttons his pants. A moment later he’s pulling my shorts and panties back up and handing me my shirt and bra.

“I have to go.” He says urgently so I quickly redress and follow him to sit the alarm. We don’t say anything as we exit the back door after setting the alarm. His steps are quick as he goes towards his truck but he suddenly drops his keys with a curse just as I hear the FaceTime ring on his phone. I don’t mean to ease drop but I’m parked behind him on the street and when he answers, a child’s voice has me stopping in my tracks.

“Hi daddy, are you on your way?” My heart sinks. He does have a kid at home. Or kids. A daughter specifically. One that has him grinning ear to ear as his snatches up his keys and unlocks his truck.

“Yea princess, I’m on my way.” His truck starts and pulls away before I can even unlock my door. I don’t think I know how right now.

JJ Maybank has a daughter.

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rafesveryrealgf · 4 months

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thinking about co-parenting with JJ and how you and JJ were dating for about a year when you found out you were pregnant at 19. you and JJ were dumbfounded (as if you two were using protection) but since you and JJ were just so young when you got pregnant and you both couldn’t get your shit together, constantly arguing over stupid shit your whole relationship, you eventually decided co-parenting would be the best thing for your baby. JJ wasn’t thrilled with the whole co-parenting thing because he never wanted his kids to grow up in a broken home, but he also knew it was better for the baby to not have to grow up around the constant arguing. fast forward to when the baby is about a year old and you and JJ are still going strong (kind of) with the co-parenting. JJ gets the baby on the weekends due to his busy work schedule but of course he’s stopping by your house every night after work to tell his baby goodnight. when the baby is all good and settled, tucked in tight and snoozing away.. JJ is absolutely trying to get into your pants. he still wants you. he still wants his baby mama. he doesn’t want any of the other women that constantly throw themselves at him. he wants you. so he’ll take you in any way he can. and you’ll let him because of course you still care about him and miss him. then when you end up pregnant again (even tho you guys were only supposed to be co-parenting) everyone is confused likeeee huh??

ultimately you and him end up getting back together to see if you can leave the toxicity behind and do it right this time.

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moremaybank · 7 months

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jj who has to leave for work every morning with his pregnant girlfriend that hates him leaving for work every morning yet always gets up to help him get ready and gives him a kiss and let’s him say by to the baby all while groaning abt how much she wants him to stay home

she's so me

"Don't gooo," you drag out, holding onto JJ with your arms wrapped around him. Every step he makes, you make one too, following him closely and refusing to let go.

"I don't wanna leave you, baby, but I have too," he says. He turns around in your arms, his hands finding your face. "Y'know I hate being away from my girls."

He presses a chaste kiss to your forehead, and when he pulls away, he's met with your sorrowful eyes. A whine emits from his lips and he leans his forehead against yours.

"Don't give me that face, I won't be able to walk out of here."

"So my plan's working? Good to know," you smirk. JJ shakes his head, laughing softly. You both know it's killing him to deny you and your wishes, but bills have to be paid, and food needs to be put on the table. Not to mention the rapid-growing fetus inside you that will need to be taken care of.

"I'll be home before you know it. Just stay in bed, get all cozy for me and relax. Need my queen and princess safe 'n sound."

You deflate, your lips curling back into their pout from earlier. "You're mean."

"You're beautiful," he counters. He drops down to his knees, his hands finding your round belly. He kisses it, muttering something to your baby about being nice to her mama. Then he rises back onto his feet and kisses you once, twice, and then three times. "I love you. 'N I can't believe I'm the one sayin' this, but please behave."

His warning, although teasing, is solely to make sure you don't run around the house all day doing errands that he can very well complete himself.

"Fine. I'll lay in our bed and waste my life away," you joke. "And I love you too. Now get your ass out of here before I throw it back in our bed."

He gives you a look. "Well now you're just torturing me."

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princessbrunette · 3 months

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pls write some scenarios about dad!JJ pleaseeeee🥰

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thinking about jj with a baby girl who’s just started to talk properly, and she’s constantly repeating things she hears you say which just melts jj’s heart:(

jj’s in the kitchen fixing himself a snack whilst his daughter sits in her chair watching him, chit chatting away when he accidentally nicks himself with the knife using to chop his sandwich ingredients.

“fuuu—ouch.” the blonde glances over his shoulder, making sure the toddler didn’t pick up on his near bad language (he has the occasional slip up, which always gets him in trouble with you!)

“you must be more careball!” the chubby cheeked child furrows her brow, an exact replica of you, expression and all. jj’s lip quirks up and he turns around to face her, eyes twinkling in amusement.

“what’d you say, kiddo?”

“must be careball, jayj.” she repeats the nickname you call him, her toddler brain concluding that in order to get him to listen to her seriously she must imitate you. jj grins, shaking his head in disbelief.

“you sound just like your mama, you know that?” he tilts his head, pushing off the counter to walk to her and pick her up, placing her on his hip and pressing a big kiss to the chub of her cheek.

“mama say jayj.” she clarifies and he nods, whipping his hat off his head and placing it backwards on hers.

“yes she do.”

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#anon #jj maybank prompt #dad!jj

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vampiretendencies · 1 year

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for my mental wellbeing PLS PLS PLS PLS write dad to be jj again

i beg of you. i was literally in a depressive episode and reading ur last jj fic was such a pick-me up. (ps ty for that 😭)

i LOVE u & i hope ur okay love

pairing; dadtobe!jj x pregnant!fem!reader

warnings; fluff, mentions of pregnancy, throwing up, talk of feet if thats a trigger for some, suggestive

authors note; came up with this earlier. hope this helps you, even if it's a little bit.

Hell has frozen over and JJ Maybank is folding laundry.

Really, he's only doing it so he can see the small animal patterned baby socks and the wholesome footy onsies. You'd washed them in preparation, as the nursery is adorned with all things baby, and your due date is to come any day now. Creeping it's way in, however pregnancy has been somewhat of a breeze with JJ at your beck and call.

Even if you are blowing chunks in the morning, he's breaking his rest in bare skin to hold your hair and press kisses to your spine.

"S'okay baby, still so pretty.” Is something along the lines of what he typically says, unbothered by the miraculous bile that ejects from your insides— using the nearest towel to clean you up earnestly and eagerly, he couldn’t fathom his baby appearing so helpless. Carrying your limp body back to bed, in his broad, bulky arms, insisting that you rest and not move a muscle.

He is so overly passionate when it comes to soon to be family.

He’s adapting to being a father, but he’s still the same old JJ.

“Do you think babies know they’re babies?”

You sat beside him on the fluffed out couch, nose crinkled in a manner of ‘what the hell are you talking about now’. JJ awaits your answer, absentmindedly folding a small pair of new born pants. The clothes basket is about half way full now and it’s taken him an hour to simply get that done, admiring the baby clothes and dreaming of when he gets to swallow the child whole with his enamoured ways.

“What, JJ?” You sighed exasperatedly, his antics peeling beneath your skin as he’s been doing this the lot of the time being seated here. Though he’s folding laundry his finger tips still find their way to your inner thigh, squeezing at the flesh with ease. Unable to go through extended periods of time without the proximity of your fiery being.

Always touching, explains the reasoning behind you being pregnant.

“Like what if our baby thinks-“

“JJ …” he knows he’s irked those pregnant hormones a bit too far from the rolling of your eyes and the way you keep saying JJ in protest for him to ‘stop talking about something so overly stupid’. Usually there’s so much patience in your voice when a ‘J’ rolls off your tongue calling his name. “I don’t know what you’re talking about … my fuckin’ feet hurt, my head is pounding, and I feel like a Goddamn whale.”

JJ eyes bulge, gesturing his hands in a surrendering way for he knows that any little thing that agitates you in the slightest will send you over the edge— breaking closer and closer to being dilated and in a hospital room. But, he never holds it against you, acknowledging that you mean no harm, merely in aching pain every growing hour.

Kind of like a shut up while you’re ahead sort of thing.

“Sexiest Goddamn whale I've ever seen," he tries to compliment, throwing a onesie to the side, the darting of your eyes makes the mischievous smirk on his face grow all the more wider.

There's always an urge of neediness behind every smirk.

His index finger traces your cheek bone to gain your full attention rather then the slim phone in your hands, a pout is beginning to form and it's making JJ's heart burst.

"M'not in the mood J, my belly's just gonna' get in the way."

"Never, your belly would make it even better ... but that's not the route I was taking baby, let me show you, yeah?"

And you nod willingly letting him take the pain away. JJ's dropping to his knees, keeping your complaint in mind that your 'fuckin' feet hurt.' Though your eyebrows furrow, you decided not to question, wishfully hoping for his contact despite it.

Pushing the throw blanket that was in your lap to the side, he puckers his lips around your knee. Practically worshipping the legs in front of him. Peering up at you with sensuous eyes, short-lived as he molds his mouth with the skin of your calves, granting each and every inch of skin with solicitous osculating kisses. Delicate with the way his large hands hold them upright to meet his mouth. Suctioning and delving all he could possibly reach.

"Thank you for carrying our sweet baby."

His voice sent goosebumps, vibrations of his heavy voice elevating to the point of you not being unable to muster a 'you're welcome' or 'of course'. Instead, your head falls back to collide with the couch cushion, eyes closing. Relishing in every empyrean like movement your lover ignited; heaven bled through every sullen kiss.

It came to a halt and know he's kneading your feet, oh so soft, lathered thick of a vanilla musked lotion. From the big toe to the heel his knuckles massage the foot, almost melting the swelling away like clockwork.

"Feel better, baby?"

"Feels so much better, J."

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iminlovebutimkeepinitlowkey · 4 months

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JJ goes from eating everything but the raisins in trail mix to only eating the raisins because his daughter doesn’t like them. He stops putting the bags of Chex mix back in the cupboard with only the pretzels remaining, now he makes sure to eat all of the pretzels so his baby doesn’t accidentally eat one while she’s not paying attention. He takes the red m&ms and skittles out of the bags because he knows she hates them. She likes to peel her own tangerines, but he always secretly starts it for her because he doesn’t want her to struggle. He eats the crusts off of her sandwiches takes the extra crispy fries off her plate because she doesn’t like them.

He loves her more than anything in the world, and he’s her best friend that she can’t go anywhere without. Of course, she’ll never realize the extent to which his love for her is until she’s much older, but in his eyes, it’s totally worth it.

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blueicequeen19 · 9 months

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Charter Ch. 2

Warnings: implied protected sex, dirty talk, a whole lot of family issues, JJ being an asshole, angst, boss x employee

Part One

My heart was in my throat the whole next day up until he showed up for the last part of the shift. It took everything in me to act like everything was fine as we went about our day to day routine.

JJ had a daughter. One with the sweetest baby voice and had sounded like she was over the moon about her dad. And the way his face had lit up when he’d answered the phone? My heart melted. There was so much more to him. Why was he keeping her a secret? He’d never once mentioned having a daughter but then again why would he?

I sighed, stocking the shelves closer to closing hours with more tourist items: shirts, magnets, keychains and more.

“I’m going to lock up.” JJs voice startled me but I nodded in acknowledgment as he went to the front door and twisted the lock. I glanced at my phone, noting that he was closing a whole hour early but I made no comment as I flipped the lights off and followed him into the back. I stacked the empty boxes by the back door and waited for him to finish counting the money.

I tried to keep calm but I couldn’t. My heart was racing in my chest. My skin was buzzing. I almost felt lied to. Then the lights were turned off and I gasped, moving to jump off the work bench but he was there, a hand on my waist and pushing me back.

“JJ.” I breathed, my hands going to his chest as he leaned to kiss my neck. I shivered against him, fisting his shirt as his tongue met my skin.

“You always smell so fucking good.” JJ groaned in my ear, reaching down to grip my ass over my shorts. I pushed at his chest. I couldn’t breathe.

JJ paused, pulling back to look down at me. He was so fucking tall and he smelled amazing too. Even with a hint of weed.

“What’s wrong?” He murmured in that voice thick with need. That husky voice that had my body on fire.

“You have a daughter.” I didn’t know how else to say it and for once I was grateful i couldn’t make out his face in the dark. I felt his body stiffen and his hands tighten on my waist.

“Is that a problem for you?” He finally asked.

“No! No, it’s not a problem. I just had no idea.” I blurted, suddenly feeling like I should’ve kept my mouth shut.

“Why would you?” His words stung. Even if he wasn’t trying to hurt me, it still stung. Over the past year I’d vented about my life and he never once brought up his daughter. I didn’t say anything as I shook my head, hating myself for bringing this up. I reached for his belt, wanting to feel something better, but his hands stopped me.

“I don’t talk about my daughter because people get weird. Like you are right now.”

“I’m sorry. It’s none of my business. I was just surprised.” I swallowed the lump in my throat as I reached for his belt again. I heard him chuckle before he lifted me onto the work bench.

“Don’t be sorry. I’d be surprised too if I found out you had a secret child.” I heard the smile in his voice and my anxiety lessened. He could be funny when he wanted to be.

“How old is she?” I blurted, lifting my hips as he removed my shorts and panties. His hands paused for a moment before he dropped the clothes next to me on the work bench.

“She’s five.” JJ slid his hands between my thighs, caressing me but not touching where I was aching for him. My legs started to shake as his rings glided against my skin.

“You were young when you had her.” His finger tips touched my slit and I shuddered.

“I was.” I arched my body in search of his touch when he finally slid a finger inside me. I whimpered, letting my head fall back as he pumped slowly. He was trying to distract me.

“Fuck.” I moaned, propping my feet up on the work bench to open myself wider. JJ slid in another finger as his free hand moved under my tank top and under my bra to pinch my pierced nipple. I hissed and he curled his fingers.

“Stop. I’ll cum like this.” I pleaded, my body shuddering.

“Isn’t that the point?” He added a third finger and I came with a cry, rocking my body in sync with his fingers.

“I want to cum with you inside me.” I panted.

“I am inside you.” Bastard. His fingers curled hard and I moaned like a porn star.

“Your cock.” I bit out, reaching out blindly to fist his shirt. I heard him chuckle, the sound heating my blood as I heard his zipper lower.

“You want to cum on my cock?” JJ rasped, rolling on a condom and crowding me on the work bench. The weight of him was against my thigh and I wrapped my hand around it, guiding him to my entrance.

“I want to feel you deep inside me when I cum.” The tip slid in with ease.

“What about when I cum?”

“What about it?” The words barely leave my lips and he’s fisting the nape of my hair, yanking me forward so I’m burying him to the hilt with one go. I’m too stunned to make a sound. Especially not when he kisses me hard as he starts fucking me.

“Where’s her mother?” The words slip out of me before I can stop them. We’ve just locked up and set the alarm before making our way to the street where were parked. JJ’s back stiffens and I swear I hear the way his jaw clenches. Even his hands tighten to fists for a moment and I realize I’ve crossed a line.

“Why? A father can’t raise his daughter on his own?” JJ spats, turning to face me with fire in his eyes. Definitely a sore subject.

“No.. I just.. wondered if she had anyone else in her life. Being a single parent is hard.”

“I’m all she needs.” I immediately wondered who watched her when he was at work in the evening.

“And that’s okay! But it’s also fine for her to have more.” My chest tightens with the words I wished someone had said for me as a child. I needed more growing up and maybe that’s why I was so damn interested in him. JJ starts to step towards me but stops, his eyes narrowing.

“You don��t get an opinion on my life or my daughters just because we’re fucking.” He bites out through his teeth, low enough that no one else would hear. I glare back at him.

“Why are you being such a fucking dick? I was just curious. Obviously her mother isn’t in the picture and I’m sorry for bringing it up but you need to cool your emotions because I won’t be the first person to ask.” My chest heaved with the words, my eyes burning with the threat of tears as we stared at each other.

“Maybe you should look for another job to curb your curiosities.” JJ spat, turning without another word and climbing into his truck.

I offered him the middle finger as he drove away before climbing into my car and letting the tears fall.

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peachpitlover · 8 months

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The Maybank Zoo

Word Count: 941

Pairing: Dad!JJ

JJ Maybank never thought he’d see the day his daughter toddled inside with a toad in her hands. He never cared for the creatures, and you were absolutely terrified of them. So you couldn’t help but shriek when she came inside with a large frog cradled in her small hands.

“Daddy, look!” She beamed, pushing her hands up toward him.

“What do you have there, bug?”

“A froggie! Uncle B saw it on the boat: he’s hungry, daddy; we have ta’ feed him!”

“Yeah?” He smiled as he pushed her sweaty hair away from her forehead, and she nodded. “What does he eat? Should we get him… pizza?” The laugh his sweet girl let out made his heart squeeze as he tried to commit this moment to memory.

“Daddy! Froggies don’t eat pizza! You’re so silly!” She giggled as she placed the wriggling frog on the dining room table.

You let out a shiver as the small amphibian wiped its eyes clean. “Jesse James, get that frog off of my

table!”

“No mama! He’s so hungry,” Florence whined.

“You can feed him outside, bug. He doesn’t need to dirty my table,.” you frowned.

“He can’t eat outside, mama! Where is he supposed to sit?”

Yeah, mama, where is he supposed to sit?” JJ smirked as he nudged your arm with his elbow, eyebrows raised.

“On the floor, where he lives!”

C'mon, daddy, we have to find him some crickets!” She smiles and takes his hand before leading him back outside, leaving you alone with the slimy frog.

“Woah!” Florence gasped as John B hauled a huge fish into the boat.

“See that Flo-Flo?” He grins.

“Yup! He’s just so big—he’s huge! Daddy, he’s bigger than my hand!”

JJ can’t help but laugh at her comparison, considering almost everything is bigger than her tiny hand.

“I see that! You wanna name him?”

“Oh! I’m gonna name him Nemo!”

“Nah, this is my dinner, bug.” John B. clarified as he tossed the fish into the ice bucket.

Her face drops into one of absolute horror, turning to JJ.

“But he’s my friend, Uncle B. I named him! I was gonna take him home,” she frowned

and crossed her chubby little arms over her chest.

“What about the other two fish at home? Your two Nemos?”

“They need a friend!”

“Baby, this fish will eat your Nemos,” JJ explains.

Her eyes widen, and she turns to John B. “Eat him, Uncle B!”

As her uncles and dad continued to fish, Florence sat cross-legged with her cute little bucket hat as she named each and every worm in the bucket.

“An’ you’re Mrs. Stretch, ‘cause you’re so long!” She squealed to herself as she placed it to the side. She wiped her hands on her little shorts before she swiped her hand over her sweaty forehead. She stood and wobbled over to where Pope sat with a beer. As she plopped herself into his lap, she raised the hand still holding the fascinatingly large worm up for him to see.

“I named her Mrs. Stretch cause she’s huge! Uncle Pope she’s as long as my foot - yet another laughable comparison.

“I think she’s longer than that, babe! That’s a Whipworm,” he said as he let her place the creature in his hands.

“You playin’ with my bait, bug?” JJ teased.

“‘M not playing, daddy! I’m takin’ care of ‘em,” she said matter-of-factly.

The name bug dates back to Florence’s very first word. Sitting against JJ in the garden, Florence sat in your lap, facing away, as she admired all the new and interesting sights. An ant had crawled up her little leg, and instead of shrieking in horror like most babies would, she smiled, looked back at her parents, and pointed.

“What’s that, Flo?” JJ cooed.

She all but cackled at the insect that tickled her delicate skin as it walked.

“Is that a little bug, Flo-Flo?” You smiled and said, “Is it so funny, baby?”

“Bug!” She exclaimed.

Wha-?” You gasped.

“Did she? That’s her first word? Baby, she said her first word!”

“Oh my god! She said bug! Did you hear it, J?”

“What’s that, baby?” He asked as he took her tiny hand.

“Bug! Ba!” Florence squealed.

“Are you our little bug, huh, baby? Our sweet little bug?” You giggled as you held her up to litter kisses all over her cheeks.

Although you and JJ didn't care for the slimy creatures Florence loved to bring home, you couldn’t help but feel your heart melt at the absolute tenderness she showed each and every animal she found. How could you say no to her beautiful heart?

That’s how you ended up with two cats, a Betta fish, a small minnow, and an endless amount of animal friends needing to spend the night. It’s all worth it to see the way she tucked her hands behind her back and leaned down to press a kiss to your eldest cat’s head as gently as possible. Before whispering goodnight wishes to him. She moved on to climb onto a dining chair to bid your other cat goodnight with a light pet. It was a routine, really; your cats were always first, then she would turn off the lights in the fish tank and smile at her scaly friends before moving onto whatever animal was seeking refuge in your home that night. She’d attempt to tuck the temporary Maybank in and whisper promises of good dreams and being returned home in the morning. You and JJ would watch on with full, proud hearts as she showed such care and respect to the animals in your home.

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