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[tomfreakinghollandneedsaoscar]

Baby │ JJ Maybank Imagine

Request: hey! First off love your work! I saw that you wanted tiktok trend requests so could you naybe do the trend where you tell your bf that you want a baby with jj?

Authors Note: Hello! Thank you so much for supporting me and my silly writing. I added the photo that I would use for JJ’s contact.I hope you enjoy reading!

Warnings: Hints for underage drinking, swearing.

Word Count: 634.

Giggling, you shove Kiara away from you and your phone.

“Y/n! You’re drunk and its girl’s night which is two very good reasons not to have your phone.”

“Too late…I already hit send!”

Kiara closes her mouth when your phone starts ringing and you start smiling. “Should I not answer?”

“JJ would blame us, so no.” Sarah says and asks you what exactly you said in the first place to make your boyfriend call you instead of texting back.

“I told him I want a baby.” 

“But he is a big baby!” Cleo states and the other girls agree with hums, thinking just how true that statement is.

Your phone stops ringing before the picture you have for John B contact pops up on your phone screen and the ringing starts again. You press on the green button. “Hey baby.”

“Are you fucking kidding me?” You don’t care if your boyfriend can hear you laugh silently, you can’t help it as he yells, and his voice goes in a higher pitch you have ever heard. “You know I’m using John B phone, right? Do you call him baby?”

Another voice in the background yells a no as you say, “I know you baby and knew you would find a way to talk to me.”

JJ huffs. “Ah yes well excuse me if I thought my phone was broken when I read your text but then thought your phone is the broken one.”

“If it was, how could I be talking to you-“

“Do not give me your sass right now or your ass will have handprints on it. Now tell me why the fuck you would text me that you want a baby.”

“I saw this TikTok a couple of days ago where this girl texted her boyfriend it. You had to ruin it by calling instead of texting your response!”

“I don’t have a response!” but he does mutters, “I hate TikTok.”

“I know you do…. baby.”

You don’t need to see his face to know he is trying to hide a smile. But you can hear it in his voice when he says, “You can call me that if you stop with the stupid TikTok trend pranks.”

“Never going to happen baby. I got to keep you on your toes.”

He chuckles.  “You are doing too good of a job.”

“I know. But before you go, I do have a question.” He doesn’t say anything, so you continue. “Would you want a baby one day? With me?”

The silene on the other end makes you check that the call is still connected. It is. “JJ?”

“Yes. Only with you, baby. Not any day soon though, okay? I know you would be the greatest, awesomest, and loveliest mother ever and I really want to be a part of all of the est. But I know with all of my shit, I’m not ready yet. We are both too young and reckless. Well, mostly me but you get what I’m saying, right?”

“Right.”

“Right. Good, right, okay. I love you.”

“I love you too, JJ. Now if you it’s okay with you, I am going to watch some TikTok’s with the girls.” You laugh with him and after saying good night, you hang up.

A few minutes later, when you are scrolling through your Tikok fyp, a text pop up.

“I’m your baby. You’re my baby. That’s all I need right now.”

The girls see it and start planning out loud how long exactly they will wait to make fun of him for being so cute and a simp. You don’t text back but do take a screenshot. Not for a TikTok. To look back on it whenever you want to.

Maybe one day you will print it and put it in a baby album.

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[upsidedownwithsteve]

JJ Maybank x fem!reader [2.2K] best friends, a bad joint, a kook party and JJ to the rescue. fluffy nonsense I wrote after too much wine.

JJ could hardly see the name on his phone screen as it rang out from under his sheets. He groaned, shuffling pillows until he found it and brought it to his ear. There were only a small handful of people who’d call him at almost three o’clock in the morning — five, in fact. 

Two were sleeping in the room across the hall, one was across the island in her parents too big home, the other was probably still awake but studying and well… that left his favourite and the one to be most concerned about. 

He mumbled your name into the speaker, sitting up and feeling more awake than before when he heard the fuzzy, muted sounds of a party in the background. He said your name again, a little louder, a little more frantic and the boy was already rolling out of bed, wondering where he’d left his shoes. 

“Jay?”

You sounded small, tired and not quite yourself and JJ blew out a breath of air, slightly more relieved at hearing your voice. 

“Yeah, babe, m’here,” JJ tried to keep the phone wedged between his cheek and his shoulder, using his hands to pull on a pair of jeans that had been forgotten about on his floor, oil stains on the knees. “Are you okay? Where are you?”

“Party,” you slurred, “don’t feel good, s’not right.”

JJ’s heart rattled and dropped, he swore, flicking on the light and squinting at the new brightness as he searched for a shirt. God, his room was a mess, but fuck it, he’d go half naked if he needed to. 

“What’s not right?” He asked, desperate to keep you talking. There were voices in the background he didn’t recognise and something that sounded far away smashed, laughter following it. “What’s wrong? Did you take something?”

“Jus’ weed, Jay,” you told him softly and then he heard you sigh, breath stuttering like you were trying to keep yourself calm. “But it’s not the same, doesn’t feel the same.”

He believed you, he always did, always would. JJ knew you didn’t dabble in anything else but you’d grown up between him and John B and you really, really weren’t used to any other strain than what they rolled for you. 

Maybe you’d been given a joint that was too strong. Maybe you’d been given a smoke that was laced with something else. His heart leapt, bones rattling and he shoved a shirt over his head with one hand, not caring that it was inside out, bare feet in his boots. 

“Where are you, babe? Huh?” JJ tore through the chateau, eyes flickering over every surface in the dark for the keys to the Twinkie and he cursed i when he couldn’t find them. “M’gonna come get you, okay?”

You mumbled an address that JJ knew was on Figure Eight and by the time he’d upended most of the couch, John B appeared in his bedroom door, half dressed and hair rumbled, squinting at his friend in the dark. 

He looked at the blonde's worried expression, the phone still pressed to his ear and he disappeared back into his room for a second or two, mumbling to Sarah. And when he came back, he was dressed, Hawaiian shirt unbuttoned and the keys to the Twinkie in his hand. 

“Tell me where to go,” He said and JJ didn’t argue. 

Most of the island was asleep as John B drove across it, the sky dark, the roads empty, the ocean to the left, a mirror image of the stars above. It didn’t take long for the two boys to find the party, the one house on the long street that was still lit up, music playing, people spilling out onto the lawn. 

A big house, a big party, straight money being drank from bottles of Moët, the cars on the street shiny and new and bought with daddy’s money and JJ wondered what the fuck you were doing there. 

JJ didn’t knock on the front door, didn’t have to when it was left lying open. The bass made the walls vibrate and the chandelier in the foyer was swinging, kids from all parts of the  island scattered over couches and armchairs, up the stairs, leaning against marble statues that looked too expensive to be used as a drinks table. 

He found a girl Kie and Sarah knew from school, glassy eyed but still able to recognise him and JJ asked if she’d seen you, if she knew where you were ‘cause god dammit you weren’t answering your phone anymore and John B was shrugging at him from in the kitchen. 

So the blonde made his way upstairs, stepping over couples making out and god knows what else, dress straps slipping down shoulders and hands pushed underneath clothes, wandering where they probably shouldn’t. The music was just as loud on the second floor, the lights dimmer, all the doors closed.

He found Rafe and Topper in the first bathroom he came to, bent over the sink with white lines waiting for them on the marble worktop. But the appearance of JJ seemed like a better use of the boy’s time and Rafe grinned, sharklike. 

“Look who crawled out of The Cut,” the older boy laughed, rubbing at his nose as he sniffed, eyes blown wide. “The fuck are you doing, Maybank? No one here wants your shitty weed.”

“M’collecting, not selling,” JJ snapped back, quick to back out of the room, knowing he didn’t have time to get himself into trouble and out of it again. He said your name, tried his best to keep the worry out of his voice. “Have you seen her?”

Rafe grinned. 

“Lost your girl, huh?” Rafe tsked. “Damn shame, JJ. Don’t you know? Gotta be careful when you’ve got a little thing that’s as pretty as her. Don’t know who’s waitin’ to snatch her up.”

He was in JJ’s face now, smile splitting his lips, eyes wide, laughing as he watched the blonde boy flush with anger, jaw clenching and hands curling into fists at his side. 

“Where is she?” JJ asked quietly, eyes narrowed. 

Rafe just shrugged as Topper laughed, both boys mocking as they sighed. “Like I said, Maybank, y’really gotta look after your toys better. Didn’t your mommy teach you that? Oh… wait-”

JJ’s hand was caught before it could land against Rafe’s cheek - or his nose, his mouth, anywhere really, he wasn’t fussy. But he was pulled back by John B, swearing and muttering to his friend to let him go. 

“JJ, JJ! I got her, she’s in the car,” John B was insisting, turning his friends in his arms as he still struggled, glaring at Rafe as he laughed and went back to the coke that was waiting for him. 

JJ stopped, it felt like the world had started spinning again since he first took your call. He swallowed, hard, “she alright?”

John B nodded, not wanting to say too much in front of people who didn’t need to know anything. So JJ didn’t look back as he took the stairs two at a time, tumbling into people that were too drunk to keep themselves upright. 

The Twinkie was where John B left it, abandoned a little squint on the side of the road and the little light was on in the cab, casting you and the old chairs in a warm glow. You looked too small, tucked under one of Pope’s sweaters that John B must’ve found somewhere in the van. 

JJ breathed out a sigh of relief at the sight of you, safe and conscious, despite the way your eyes were a little too droopy. He opened the door slowly, careful not to spook you and he melted a little when you turned to him, lips parting, gaze turning glassy. 

“Jay,” you sniffed, once, twice, bottom lip wobbling. 

“Hey, babe,” JJ whispered, nudging you further across the bench so he could slide in next to you. “Lemme see you, yeah? Y’okay?”

You let the boy take your face in his hands, warm and wide, fingers splayed across your cheeks and jaw as he turned you this way and that. He checked you for marks, injuries, scrapes - anything. Your pupils were blown wide, darker than normal and you looked sleepy, heavy and ready for bed. 

“What happened?” His voice was achingly soft as John B climbed into the driver's side and started the engine, peeling away from the noises of the party until the island turned quiet again. 

You shrugged and sniffed again, curling into JJ until he gave in and let you clamber onto his lap, your back to the window and your face tucked into his neck. He wound his arms around you, holding you tight as the roads on Figure Eight turned a little rougher as it gave way to the dirt roads of The Cut. 

“Was just a joint, Jay,” you mumbled tiredly, one hand curling into the front of his shirt, the other tangling in the curls at the nape of his neck. “Was jus’ sitting in the kitchen but it didn’t feel right, I d’know.”

You weren’t slurring, but you sounded too sleepy to finish your sentences, choosing to push your face further into the boy’s neck until you could smell sunscreen from the morning, sea salt and chlorine from a pool he’d probably broken into. 

Your lips found his pulse point, not kissing, just resting there, relishing in the soft thumpthumpthump of it. JJ’s heart rate picked up as if you’d swept your tongue over his, like you’d pushed him to his bed and crawled over him. 

“You feelin’ okay?” JJ asked, running the backs of his knuckles over your knee. If he felt the way your skin shivered under his touch, he didn’t act like he had. “Hungry? Feel sick?”

You were both ignoring the way John B sent you looks from the side of his eyes, lips lifted in a small smile, knowing and a little teasing, watching how you both tried to get as close to the other as possible. 

You shook your head, clung to the boy a little tighter and let your eyes fall shut. “Tired,” you told him. “N’ a little thirsty. Wanna sleep though, can I sleep w’you?”

John B coughed, hiding a laugh and smile as he suddenly became hyper focused on the road ahead. 

It wouldn’t be the first time, and it certainly wouldn’t be the last time, but JJ never tired of hearing you ask to share his bed. Sober or speech slurred, you’d paw at him when you got too tired, had too much to drink, too much to smoke. And every time you’d find your way into his clothes, a shirt with the sleeves ripped off, boxers that you had to roll at the waist, a sweater with a hole in the collar and an oil stain on the cuff. 

JJ would let you tumble into a bed that wasn’t really his to begin with but the sheets smelled like him and you now, strawberry surfboard wax, ocean spray and coconut sunscreen, your perfume, mango body butter and watermelon lip balm stains on his pillows. 

You liked to curl into him, to steal the warmth that seemed to come from the sun and stay in his skin, like the summer day set in his chest. Legs thrown over hips, arms over bare stomachs, shirt collars slipping off shoulders and bare feet pressed against legs. 

How could he ever say no? 

So he didn’t. He couldn’t. “Yeah, babe, ‘course you can.”

Because JJ Maybank was your best friend and he’d share his bed with you, he’d rescue you from house parties in the dead of night and when the van rolled to a stop and the world seemed to finally right itself, he’d hold your hair back when you threw up on the sand too. 

And in the morning, he’d hand you a pint of water and some of Kie’s vitamin C capsules and educate you on how to spot a joint that had more than just weed in it. 

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[drewstarkeylover21]

It Just Never Ended (JJ Maybank)

Summary: JJ and Y/n attempt to recount to the Pogues how their relationship came to be. After all, it’s not called friends-with-benefits for nothing, right? 

A/N: OOPS wrote a one-shot for JJ because I couldn’t stop thinking about this topic...This has by far been my favorite work I have written so far so I hope you guys enjoy. ALSO it is a smidge lengthy but inspiration struck and the ideas were flowing too fast ;) please feel free to reblog, love u all !!!

Warnings: fluff, mentions of sex, cursing, a dabble of smut? 

JJ Maybank was not a relationship guy. Notorious around the Outer Banks for flirting with anything that had 2 legs and boobs, his charming smile made it extremely easy to find girls to entertain him. It wasn’t like he was trying to be a womanizing asshole 24/7, he just merely didn’t see what the point of romance was. What good was it to give your heart to somebody who could crush it just as easily as they took it? Hell, his parents didn’t even stay together. Weren’t moms and dads supposed to be a model of endearment? Passion? Through them, all JJ saw was the opposite. Afraid to be hurt by others, to turn into the man his father became after his mother left them, the boy swore off relationships. They were a waste of time. Love was a trap, a setup to be damaged beyond repair at the end of the line. And he wanted no part in it. JJ Maybank was not a relationship guy. Not until he met Y/n. 

Y/n L/n was not a relationship girl. Sure, once upon a time ago, she would have been considered one. With a personality so intriguing that you could spend hours listening to her talk, and a smile so easy that it made men swoon with one bat of an eye, she was the perfect girl to bring home and meet your parents. Not anymore. Maybe the fault lay in the boys she picked- ones who would lie to her, would blow her off at a moment’s notice to get shitfaced instead, would claim she was their one and only just to end up sleeping with a girl they had just met. Or maybe the fault lay in Y/n herself. Was she not pretty enough? Not interesting enough? Boring? Sick of being hurt repeatedly,  the girl swore off relationships. They were a waste of time. Love was a trap, a setup to be damaged beyond repair at the end of the line. And she wanted no part in it. Y/n L/n was not a relationship girl. Not until she met JJ. 

___

“You two are such simps for each other. It makes me physically nauseous sometimes,” Kiara quipped at the two of you, her face contorted with a half smile, half grimace, as she watched your figures perched on the tree stump across from her. 

You giggled, adjusting your body atop JJ’s lap to make yourself more comfortable, arms wrapped around the shoulders of the blonde, shaggy haired boy while your legs intertwined on the ground below you. 

“Sorry Kie, what can I say? I’m a catch. Y/n/n just can’t resist me,” JJ grinned, glancing down at you with earnest before sticking his tongue out in teasing. 

Pope let out a cackle at this, pointing at you and JJ. “You mean, she puts up with you! Y/n/n, remind me again how you’ve been dating this Iittle shit for almost 2 years? I’ve barely survived being his friend, I can’t imagine how you do it as his girlfriend.” 

You let out another giggle, turning to Pope in response. “You know, sometimes I ask myself the same question.”

“Hey!” JJ exclaimed, giving you a soft nudge. “If my memory serves correctly, you were all too ready to jump my bones the first time we met.” 

You opened your mouth to argue before John B spoke up. “Wait, yeah, how did you guys end up together for this long anyway? JJ’s never been interested in dating anybody until you came along Y/n.” 

Giving your boyfriend a sly glance out of the corner of your eye, you said, “Do you want to tell it or should I?” 

___

The Outer Banks. Your new home for the summer while you visited your Uncle Jim in the couple months preceding the start of a new chapter of your life at Kildare Academy. “A beautiful place to relax and spend some time before you start at a new school, Y/n. You can surf in the ocean, fish with me in the mornings, and mingle with some kids your age,” your uncle had told you. And you did just that. 

Your favorite past time occurred daily around 7 pm, where you would find solace in surfing along the coast while you watched the sun set behind you, painting the sky a beautiful array of pinks and oranges and purples. 

Finishing up one particular night, you grasped your board in between your arm and your side, walking up the sand when you spotted a figure standing next to your belongings, staring right at you. Making your way up the shore, you came face to face to the individual, a boy with a lopsided smirk, toothpick hanging out of the corner of his lips, and shaggy blonde hair tucked behind a red baseball cap. 

“Can I help you?” you asked suspiciously, your questioning tone hanging in the air. 

“Actually, yes you can. My name is JJ Maybank. Saw you hitting those last few waves, you’ve got some crazy moves,” the boy said, sticking his hand out for you to shake. 

Looking at him with slight skepticism, you grasped his hand in yours, giving your hands one shake before dropping your hand down by your side. 

“Hello JJ. I’m Y/n. And thank you,” you said with a small smile. This boy’s got some confidence, you thought. 

“Y/n,” JJ repeated with a smirk. “Beautiful name for a beautiful girl. Say, are you a seashell? Cause I’d like to take you home with me.”

Jaw dropped in disbelief, you let out a cackle. “Holy shit, you’re funny. Does that actually work on girls?”

Unfazed by your reaction, JJ grinned back at you. “I mean yeah, it usually does. Did you not like that one? I have a lot more, wait- how bout, Damn girl, those waves aren’t the only thing you could be riding tonight.” 

You threw your head back in another fit of laughter, your eyes crinkling with amusement. “You’re cute,” you answered. 

“Cute enough to get you to come home with me?” JJ asked hopefully. 

“Why don’t we start as friends buddy,” you laughed, patting JJ on the chest while moving to grab your things. 

“Friends sounds good. For now,” JJ settled, giving you a wink as he fell into step beside you, following you up the shore. 

___

“Woah, woah, woah. Am I hearing that correctly? JJ’s stupid, overused one-liners worked? That’s how you two started going out?” Sarah asked incredulously. 

“I mean, kind of but not really. The pick up lines were actually super dumb BUT once we started hanging out, I guess his company wasn’t all too awful,” you smiled in earnest. 

___

Throughout the next couple of weeks, JJ had adopted your sunset surf routine into his own, joining you every night to catch some waves. The two of you had become accustomed to each other’s company as you found yourself adopted into the Pogue family. Most, if not all, of your spare time was filled with mornings on the HMS Pogue, goofing off at The Wreck, and spending evenings surfing with JJ. You enjoyed spending time together as friends, albeit the mild sexual tension the two of you had developed. It wasn’t a rare occurrence to catch JJ’s eyes flit down to your breasts every time you removed your swimsuit coverup, and there were times when you would catch yourself zoning out on his muscular arms as he pulled in the fishing net. 

Plopping down onto his towel next to yours, JJ stretched out his arm, wrapping it tightly around you. You leaned into him comfortably, laying your head on his shoulder as if it were the most natural feeling in the world. The two of you stared off into the horizon in silence, basking in the sweet feeling of each others presence. 

“I’ll never get tired of this view. So beautiful,” you mumbled, eyes glowing as you watched the sun set below the clouds. 

“Took the words right out of my mouth,” JJ replied quietly. 

You turned your head to look at him, only to find his gaze fixated on you. Rolling your eyes, you shook your head, jokingly punching JJ’s arm. “Nice one. That’s a cliche if I’ve ever seen one.”

“Not if I mean it,” JJ breathed, looking into your eyes intently. 

JJ dipped his head down, nose brushing yours as his gaze dropped to your lips. Your breath hitched in your throat at the proximity as you registered the dark, clouded look in his eyes. 

“I really want to kiss you,” he whispered. 

Overcome with desire, you closed the gap between the two of you, humming the second you registered the soft feeling of his lips on yours. You melted into his soft touch, moaning softly as his hand found solace on the bare skin of your thigh. Leaning backwards, you fell onto your back, JJ’s lips leaving a trail of peppered kisses down your jaw and behind your ear. 

“Fuck, J,” you let out, eyes screwed shut with pleasure as his tongue darted across your skin. 

Goosebumps littered your figure as you felt his nimble fingers swiftly untie your bathing suit and creep up to your breasts. Your body jerked with pleasure as his lips found your left breast, tongue flicking your nipple as his hand massaged the other one. 

“So beautiful Y/n,” JJ mumbled against your body.

“JJ,” you gasped as you felt his hands travel down to the curve of your ass, squeezing firmly. 

Sliding his head back up to your lips, you kissed him passionately as you bucked your hips forward, grinning as you felt his hard bulge pressing against your thighs. 

“Fuck Y/n, you don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for this moment,” JJ breathed, his gaze intense. 

“Well, let’s not keep you waiting anymore, shall we,” you smirked before grabbing his face and pulling it to your face once more. 

---

You had never moved faster in your life than the morning after fucking JJ. Rolling away from his arm strewn across your body, you gathered your board and tote bag swiftly, scurrying away from the scene and to your Uncle Jim’s shack. 

“Late night with those new friends of yours?” Uncle Jim asked from the patio chair, peering over at you from the top of his newspaper. 

“Something like that,” you mumbled, making your way through the doorway and up to your room, collapsing onto your bed. 

Running your hands over your face with frustration, you groaned, terrified that you had just put yourself into a position that you swore you’d never be in again. One with desire, with affection. 

“Y/n!” Uncle Jim called from the bottom of the stairs. “There’s a boy named JJ here to talk to you. Says it’s urgent.” 

“Fuck that was quick,” you mumbled, clambering off of your bed and down the stairs. Coming face to face with JJ, you dropped your eyes to avoid eye contact, grabbing his arm and dragging him out into the backyard.

“Well good morning to you too sunshine,” JJ grinned. “Was very sad to wake up on the beach by myself.”

“Last night was a mistake,” you sighed. “I don’t know what we were thinking.”

“C’mon Y/n, it was just a little fun. You can’t deny that you don’t feel some kind of way towards me. I’ve seen the way you look at me in my swim trunks,” he joked, waggling his eyebrows at you.

“You really do have the biggest head don’t you. And my feelings don’t matter JJ,” you sighed, pushing him away faintly. “I don’t do relationships. Whatever happened between us, I don’t want it. I don’t need it. We’re just friends and we should stay that way. Keeps things a lot less complicated at the end of the day.” Or keeps me from getting hurt at the end of the day, you thought. 

“Well isn’t it just extremely convenient that I don’t do relationships either?” JJ exclaimed, clapping his hands in delight. “This is just perfect. You’re attracted to me, I’m sure as hell attracted to you, you’re hot, I’m hot, let’s just have some fun for the summer!”

“I’m sorry, what?” you sputtered.

“You said it yourself, we’re friends! We can easily add ‘with-benefits’ to that, and problem solved! Live a little girl!” JJ declared as if it were the most obvious thing in the world to him. 

You burst into laughter. “You’re kidding, right?”

“Oh Y/n. You should know that I’m always serious when it comes to sex,” JJ winked. 

Tilting your head to the side, you contemplated the suggestion. You and JJ already spent enough time together during the week, and sleeping together on occasion didn’t sound like the worst thing in the whole world. 

Raising your eyebrow at him, you sighed, “Fine. Let’s fool around this summer. But this ends when summer does, you hear me? We’re going to different schools and it just wouldn’t be sustainable. And no feelings. That will only complicate things.”

“Meaningless sex with a set expiration date? That completely gets rid of the weird fizzling out phase. Shit, this has got to be my best proposition yet!” JJ whooped, flinging his arms around you with joy. 

You laughed, pulling away from the shaggy haired boy and placing your hands on both of his shoulders, shaking gently. “J, repeat after me. Just for the summer, okay?”

“Yeah, yeah, just for the summer. Couldn’t have said it better myself.”

___

“Just for the summer my ass!” Sarah shrieked. “Look at you guys. Almost 2 years in the bag. What the hell happened?”

“Honestly, we have no idea,” JJ chortled. “I guess it just never really ended. We were having fun during break, and we were both set on breaking things off when school started, but neither of us really had that talk when the time came.”

“Yeah, I mean it wasn’t out of avoidance or anything bad as much as it was just comfortability. I had gotten so used to being around this idiot that I kind of forgot to ever bring it up.”

“Plus, the school thing didn’t end up being as big of a deal as we thought it would be. I thought I wouldn’t want to be tied down to one person when the semester began but I realized that the only person I wanted to keep fucking was Y/n,” JJ added. 

“Gee, thank you. So romantic,” you stated sarcastically. 

“Oh please, like you weren’t thinking the same thing. I’ve seen the guys at Kildare Academy. They might be kooks but you gotta admit, they all look like little carbon copies of Brad Pitt,” JJ retorted. 

John B spoke, interrupting your little side banter. “So you guys started out as strictly fucking, and now you’re here?” he deadpanned. 

“Pretty much,” JJ shrugged nonchalantly. “It’s not some grand love story or fairy-tale plot or whatever, but we’re both happy.”

“Oh god, emphasis on the ‘not-a-grand-love-story’ part,” you chuckled. “You should have seen the look on my face when JJ first told me he loved me.”

___

You honked the horn on your Jeep twice, idling in the parking lot of the Island Club as you waited for JJ to finish up his shift. Spotting his mop of messy hair, you waved, watching intently as he swung the door open and hopped into the passenger seat. 

“What’s up slime? Work alright today?” you greeted as you peeled out of the lot and onto the road. 

“Eh,” he shrugged. “I was this close to knocking Rafe and Topper on their asses today for some stupid comments they were making but I tried that calming breathing technique you taught me the other day. Walked away from their table without a single fist thrown. Saved me my job for sure, so thank you,” JJ finished.

“Seriously?! I’m so proud of you J,” you squealed, ruffling his hair with your free hand as you maneuvered through the roads. “I knew you could resist the urge to pummel their stupid faces in. They’re pieces of shit and don’t deserve your energy. Especially if it puts your job at stake. They have nothing better to do with their miserable lives than pick on other people. You’re a better man the two of them combined.”

Turning your gaze back in front of you, you cranked the wheel a couple of times, slotting your car into the empty parking space of the Wreck. “C’mon, dinner on me today. You deserve it after your day. And what do ya know, maybe we could head down to the beach afterwards for a little fun if you know what I-”

“I love you,” JJ blurted, his words overlapping your own. 

“Hahaha, you’re cute,” you replied, squishing his cheeks in between your hand. “I love you too, weirdo. Now let’s go! I’m starving.”

“No, Y/n,” JJ started, words leaving his lips slowly. “I love love you.”

You blinked at JJ, brows furrowed with confusion as you registered his confession. A grin broke out across your face as you began chuckling, chest heaving as you tried to speak between fits of laughter. 

“Nice one J, you got me,” you mustered through your snickering. 

“Y/n/n, I’m serious,” JJ returned sheepishly, looking up at you shyly through the throng of his blond locks. 

“What?” you breathed, gulping nervously. 

JJ cleared his throat, nervously itching the back of his head. “I mean it Y/n. I love you. I love you so much that I let you take me to hot yoga every week even though I absolutely hate the way it feels in there, I love the way you mess my hair up like I’m a little boy, I love how you think you could out swim me in a race, I love how much you care about me, I-I love you.”

“Oh,” you whispered. “You really mean all that?” you asked, finally meeting JJ’s eyes. 

“Do I have to say it again?” JJ groaned.

“Maybe,” you grinned. “I like hearing it. I love you too, J,” you answered.

“Thank God,” JJ sighed, leaning over the center console to kiss you on the forehead. “I was afraid I was gonna end up getting out of the car in defeat with no free dinner.”

___

“I’m so weak!” Kiara exclaimed, doubled over in laughter. “That is such a Y/n thing to do. JJ confesses his love for you and you laugh at him?”

“Jesus Kie, cut me some slack,” you giggled back. “I thought he was joking! I’ve never seen him look that serious.”

“She’s right, JJ’s not serious about much,” John B teased. “Don’t get me wrong, we all love the two of you together. Y/n’s made you the happiest I’ve ever seen you buddy. We were all just so surprised at how this even came to be, considering how we spent the better half of that first summer listening to the two of you talk about how you hated relationships and love.”

“I guess I just realized that love doesn’t have to be some complicated string of messy situations. Love is simply just finding somebody who understands you and supports you. Who you can’t really imagine your life without. The trust and the comfort just come along with it,” JJ responded, placing a gentle kiss on your lips. 

“I love you,” you spoke softly, heart swelling at his words. 

“Ew, get a room please. I’m trying to eat here,” groaned Pope. 

Laughter ensued around the bonfire as you tucked your head into the crook of JJ’s neck. Life couldn’t be sweeter. 

___

JJ Maybank was in love. Though he swore he never would be, he came to understand that all it took was connecting with the right person for the rest of the pieces to fall into place. Sure, you could crush his heart as easily as he had given it to you, you had him head-over-heels smitten with you. But he knew you wouldn’t. You were made for him. And so what if you broke his heart into a million little pieces? It’d be an honor to have his heart broken by you. JJ Maybank was a relationship guy. All because of you.

Y/n L/n was in love. Though she couldn’t believe she found herself back in the thralls of a committed relationship, she couldn’t help but notice how her newfound romance with JJ made her feel ten times more in love than the rest of her previous relationships combined. With JJ, she felt safe, cared for, like she was the most important thing in the world in his eyes. Sure, there was always the looming worry of being hurt again, but she knew he wouldn’t. He was made for you. And so what if he broke your heart into a million little pieces? It’d be an honor to have your heart broken by him. Y/n L/n was a relationship girl once again. All because of JJ Maybank. 

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[ashes-writing]

ʲᵘˢᵗ ˢᵒ ʸᵒᵘ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ● ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ⁺ ʳᵘˡᵉˢ

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ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᵃˢʰᵉˢ

● she/her born+identifies as ● trainwreck, airheaded and feral, chaos queen - oh look,it me ● i write, but only sometimes and it’s usually whatever makes my cold little heart happy. ● due to my own age + the nature of my blog contents, absolutely no minors. ● i match energy. What you give is exactly what you’ll get back. ● queen bitch in charge of fuckery and shenanigans.

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ʳᵘˡᵉˢ ⁻ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ˢᵗᵘᶠᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ⁿᵉᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵏⁿᵒʷ

[ Fandoms + Characters ] 

If they’re not listed below, I don’t write for them. 

All American | Asher Adams

American Horror Story | Tate Langdon, Kit Walker, Kyle Spencer, Jimmy Darling, Dandy Mott,  Michael Langdon, Xavier Plympton, Bobby Richter Jr.

Arrow | Slade Wilson, Oliver Queen

The Breakfast Club | John Bender, Andrew Clark, Brian Johnson

The Boondock Saints | Connor McManus, Murphy McManus, Rocco

Criminal Minds | Spencer Reid, Derek Morgan

The Crow | Eric Draven, Jimmy Quervo

CSI Las Vegas | Greg Sanders, Nick Stokes, Warrick Brown

CSI Miami | Eric Delko, Ryan Wolfe, Tim Speedle

CSI New York | Danny Messer, Don Flack

Dazed & Confused | Ron Slater, Randall Pink Floyd

Detroit Rock City | Lex, Hawk, Tripp, Jam

The Flash | Cisco Ramon, Barry Allen

Friday Night Lights | Landry Clark, Matt Saracen, Tim Riggins

Ghostbusters | Ray, Peter, Egon, Winston

Gotham | Jerome Valeska, Riddler

Horror Movies | ask upon request, tbh

Harry Potter | Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Neville Longbottom + Sirius Black, Severus Snape

Legends of Tomorrow | Ray Palmer

The Lost Boys | Allen Frog, David, Edgar Frog, Michael Emerson, Sam Emerson

Mayans MC | Angel, EZ

MCU | Bucky Barnes / Winter Soldier, Bruce Banner / Hulk, Captain America / Steve Rogers, Eddie Brock / Venom, Hawkeye / Clint Barton, Loki, Pietro Maximoff / Quicksilver

NCIS | Timothy McGee, Tony Dinozzo

Outer Banks | JJ Maybank, John B Routledge, Pope Heyward, Rafe Cameron, Topper Thornton

The Outsiders | Dallas Winston, Johnny Cade, Sodapop Curtis

Punisher | Billy Russo, Frank Castle

Riverdale | FP Jones, Jughead Jones, Reggie Mantle, Sweetpea

Shameless | Lip Gallagher

Sons of Anarchy | Jax Teller, Juice Ortiz, Opie Winston

Supernatural | Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester

Stranger Things | Argyle, Billy Hargrove, Eddie Munson, Gareth Emerson, Jonathan Byers, Steve Harrington & Tommy Hagan

Teen Wolf | Stiles Stilinski

The Vampire Diaries | Damon Salvatore

The Walking Dead | Daryl Dixon, Negan, Shane Walsh

[ what i do / don’t write ] 

These are my hard and fast nopes. Any requests sent in for these will be deleted immediately. Save yourself the time and don’t ask.

● sexual assault, non-con, rape or attempted rape and pedophilia. ● incest ● beastiality ● domestic violence ● anything involving urine or feces ● anything that glorifies self harm or mental illness or suicide ● anything that glorifies racism or other harmful ideology  ● underage pairings ● popular pairings/ships - pairings/ships in general ● one shots of any kind unless I’ve made a post that states otherwise beforehand. I don’t write one shots and trust me, none of you want me to, lol. ●

These are the things I’m willing to write, feel comfortable writing and enjoy writing. Feel free to send these + know that you’re going to see a lot of them on the blog as you read.

● nsfw alphabet / fluff alphabet ● headcanons, personalized or just in general ● you can send me your headcanons and if I agree, I’ll elaborate on why. Because it’s always fun to hear an idiot ramble, right? ● aesthetics and moodboards, maybe even playlists? I’ve gotten really into making playlists lately, so.. We shall see. ●fluff ●angst ●friends to lovers, enemies to lovers, strangers to enemies to friends to lovers, you name it. ● hurt comfort and pining, mutual or otherwise ● tropes like ‘there was one bed’ or ‘body heat = warmth’ ● requited/unrequited love ● i dabble in darker themes ( horror, fantasy, etc ) so yeah. ●omegaverse, when/if I feel i haven’t botched it entirely ●friendships, family dynamics ● slice of life ●happy endings -or open endings, for the win ● what if scenarios / au type stuff ● 

[ rules + stuff you need to know ]

Absolutely no minors. I’m over 18.. Way over 18. It just doesn’t feel right or comfortable for me to engage with anyone who is a minor for several reasons. So, if you’re underage / your blog is ageless / ageless and content free / content free, you’re most likely going to end up blocked. 

Anyone sending hate in messages or asks / starting fights or being rude to each other in the comments on my posts will be blocked immediately. I’m not here for it, I don’t want any part of it and frankly, I don’t care enough about fandom drama, ship wars or faceless opinion enough to engage further. It’s a waste of time. Just be kind to each other, please? It’s… really not that hard? TLDR; do not fuck up Ashes’ zen/escape space.

Read all warnings. Tags to look for are ← trigger warning; (trigger) or ← warning; (trigger) / any variant of the bolded including ← tw;trigger or ← cw;trigger or if it's just smut, <- warning. adult content. There will also be a warning area on each post, so it’s worth it to check that out before reading. If you ignore the tags / warnings, whatever you end up seeing as a result is your own fault and is now strictly a you problem. If you’re looking to avoid my adult content altogether, the tags you need to look for are ← minors dni; adult intended content or any variation of that including ☠ this symbol or this one ♥ on my masterlist, in the warnings area/tags.

Any requests containing my own personal nopes listed above will be deleted upon receipt. I can’t stress enough how unwilling I am to compromise my personal boundaries.Please respect this, okay? Just don’t send it if I’ve already clearly stated I won’t write it. Requests are done on my own time, in whatever order I feel most motivated to do them in and all requests will not make the cut. If this is a problem for you, you’re being warned in advance. It’s probably not a good idea to request it from me. 

Any character I write for is 18+, regardless of canon. I do not write for minors. My writing isn’t tailored to them so it’s not about them. So, if you’re looking for a writer who writes those younger fandom characters, look elsewhere. End of story. If this bothers you at all, don’t read, ig.

Reader inserts are gender neutral / gn, female and all must be human.Pairings are typically female/male or gn/male and/or gn/female. I’m a person who was born as and identifies as a female and I happen to be straight, so out of respect for everyone, I’m opting to stay in my little lane. 

Occasionally, I have a reader insert that turns out to be well… a little more heavily personified. If this is a problem for you, the tags you need to be on alert for are any variant of ← warning; heavily personified reader ( traits ). If you’re looking to avoid that on my masterlists when I finally get around to remaking them, you’re going to want to avoid anything with ☻ beside the title/description. I’ll probably also put ☻ in the tags too, just to be sure nobody reads anything they don’t want to. 

I write original character pieces. And self inserts. And I enjoy writing them. I stopped posting them to here but.. I’ve recently come to the decision that I’m going to post them again and IDC if they’re ‘unpopular’ or ‘cringe’. If you’re the kind of person who can’t stand reading something with an original character / self insert present, you’ll need to look for ← warning; original character content or any variant of that and this symbol ❃. I’ll put the symbol in my warnings and in the tags just so nobody is forced to read my self-indulgent bullshit, no worries. 

Last but not least.. If the ask box is off or there’s a HIATUS / SEMI HIATUS notice in my bio area on the blog or pinned as a post, requests are closed. Currently, I am.. Still on hiatus. But, I’m *fingers crossed* hoping to return soon.

#<- rules + about #-- about the writer #-- read before interacting #<- minors dni.

[enchantedlov3r]

who I write for💓

I tend to dabble in a lot of fandoms so the ones I'm going to be frequently writing for is...

-OBX (that includes JJ Maybank, John b, Rafe Cameron, maybe pope)

-TWD (that includes Rick Grimes, Daryl Dixon, and maybe Shane Walsh)

-ASTV (this really just includes Miguel O' Hara)

-PJO: the series (this includes Percy Jackson and Luke Castellan)

That's all!

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[spookysquish13]

First time knife play with JJ Maybank

First time knife play with JJ Maybank

*Author note: I got locked out of my old account (spookysquishsworld) and am reposting all of my old writings

This morning there was a tiktok video going around where Rudy was playing with a knife. It brought something out of me, and i know everyone wants more JJ smut. So here yall go. I hope you like it.

ALSO if anyone has tips on how to format more easily, i write on a different app and then paste it into the text box… ??

TRIGGER WARNING HARD CORE. KNIFE PLAY. THIS COULD BE TRIGGERING TO SOME. DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE EASILY TRIGGERED BY BLADES OR KNIVES. WARNING: Knife, blood, blindfold, choking, fingering,

JJ was sitting in the little cabin of the steering wheel of the boat, groaning that he was bored, leaning his head back against the wall. He takes out one of the fishing blades packed on the boat. He takes the blade out of its canvas sleeve, in a place that you could have sworn was slow motion. You are watching him through the back window of the cabin. Watching him take out the knife, you feel your eyes grow in size. Gulping quietly so you could continue enjoing the show started feeling your core grow hotter. JJ starts tossing the blade up into the air trying to catch it. The danger of him potentially getting hurt grew an excitement deep inside of you. You didnt know what this was. Why the sight of the blade excited you to your core. What would it feel like? Would it be cold? What would it feel like to give JJ all of that control. You knew he would never do a thing to hurt someone else unless provoked. You swallow hard trying to keep your hand out of your shorts. The others close by. Now JJ is starting to twirl the blade between his fingers. His face twisting with concentration, making his dimples come out. You could see one of his brows furrow. With the rings on his fingers, and the knife moving swiftly could have made you cum from the sight. JJ felt someone watching. He looked over his shoulder, still twisting the blade. You both made eye contact. JJ giving you a sexy smirk, his eyes growing a deep blue. You moved away quickly from the window and plastered your back to the wall aside the window. Trying to catch your breath from the sight of the sun kissed blonde with a shiny knife. —————– All of you have now returned from the boating adventure and you excused yourself into the bathroom of John Bs house. You splash cold water onto your face trying to collect yourself. You all were still hanging out but your heat never faded. As you unlock the door, you find JJ standing in the doorway across from the bathroom, his arms crossed. You started getting worked up again just from the sight of his muscles. “Hey, y/n, can I talk with you?” JJ asks. Motioning to his bedroom. “Where are the others? ” you ask JJ, your heart beat raises, feeling like you just ran. “I shooed them off” JJ says giving you a wink as he looks back behind him to make sure you are still following. As soon as both of you enter into his bedroom he closes the gap between you and backs you into the door, closing it behind you with a force that made you stop breathing. This is it, this could be the moment you were waiting for. JJ kisses you with such a force you could not keep the moan down that was escaping your mouth. His hands were on your hips, pulling you closer. Your head was spinning from his touch, you waited all day for this. JJ kisses from your mouth down your jaw, hitting all the right spots. Against your neck he says “Y/N, we need to talk about something.” You take a deep breath trying to focus on what he was saying. You try to untangle both of you, so you weren’t distracted. “Ok” you say sighing that he broke up something you were waiting for. “ I saw you watching me playing with the knife….” He trails off, you nodding you head, hoping that he could put two and two together. He was a smart boy. “…. I think I want to try something with you.” You heart jumps and your eyes fill with the same lust that he looked at you with multiple times before. “Im not sure how or why but watching you play with that knife did something in me that I didn’t know could happen….” You confess, letting all guard down, looking at your hands because you didn’t want to look him in the eye, you would have just died from embarrassment. JJ comes swiftly to your side and gently puts his hands on both sides of your face, bringing you to look at him.“Baby, there is nothing to be ashamed of, I know these thoughts can be scary and intimidating, but as long as we are honest with each other and talk about things before And after, we can do this. Honestly, it what I was thinking about while playing with it.” He kisses your nose, resting his forehead against yours. “I

was curious how you would take it, we already have been dabbling into some kinky things in the bedroom…” he continues talking as he wraps his hands around your waist. Closing your eyes with the feeling of him wrapping you into him, you laid your head against his chest. You were trying to memorize his smell around you. How his arms felt wrapped around you. “You know my rule, you can tell me anything and I wont judge. As long as you are honest and remember the safe word, we are golden. You remember the word right, babygirl?” How could you have forgotten, you sat in bed with him late at night, laughing and forgetting the world around you. You were trying to come up with a word that would completely pull both of you out of anything you were doing. Toilet. Toilet was the word you settled on. You talked about golden showers and both of you agreed that, that wasn’t something you’d be into. JJ spoke up, pulling you out of your memory. “Do you want to try? The gang wont be back for hours. The house is ours. We can be as loud as we want….” He kisses you hard and chokes you a little, the coldness of his rings makes you gasp against his mouth. “we all know you have trouble being quiet, princess” JJ says against your mouth smugly, knowing full well the power he has over you, to make you into a crumbling screaming soaking mess. He picks you up and tosses you onto the bed. He makes contact with your mouth and you moaned at the touch, kissing you so you wouldn’t notice, he blind folds you with the bandana from his back pocket. Kissing down your neck, sucking hickies into your collarbone, he slowly pulls out the knife from his pocket, the one you saw earlier, he lifted from the boat. The first contact was your shoulder, you gasped shockingly from how cold the metal was. Colder than you imagined, ice like.JJ drags the knife softly against your delicate skin, never picking up the blade off of you. He cuts one of your straps from your shirt, which makes you scream quietly from excitement. He continues to drag the blade up against your neck, against the sweet spot near your ear, and down your cheek. Your heart is racing and you are practically panting, drool tipping out of the corner of your mouth. JJ sees you drooling under him, a soaking and panting mess. He becomes hard and grinds his hips into you so you could feel what you do to him. “Open your mouth stick your tongue out.” JJ orders with a deep sexiness to his voice. This tone of his is one you love, one where he is taken over by lust and cant get enough of you. You close your mouth tight, being the brat you are, knowing there would be a fun punishment for this act of disobedience. JJ stopped grinding into you and lifted himself up off of you. He turned your hip to the side, your back still on the bed but your left hip in the air. He dragged his hand across your underwear, making brief contact with where you wanted him the most. All of the sudden you feel a smack and a sting. He spanked you, leaving a red hand print on your bare ass. The noise that escaped your mouth earned a growl from him. Your chest raising and falling rapidly from all of your excitement. “Open your mouth. Stick your tongue out. I will not repeat myself.” JJ says as you feel his hand around your throat. You stick your tongue out, letting all juices free flow. You feel the cold metal pressed flat against your tongue. You couldn’t stop drooling. You only ever could drool that much while you were sucking him off. When you feel the cold leave your mouth you start begging. “JJ please, I need you. Now, please.”“Tell me what you want, brat” He spat back at you, tightening his grip around your neck. Your head falls back and you beg him “Please touch my pussy, I want your fingers, your tongue, the knife, your dick. Please anything. I just need something. Please” The need you had for him almost brought you to tears. JJ drags the knife down your bare stomach, your shirt was long gone. You arch your back and JJ could see all the goosebumps forming. He starts biting your hips, sometimes too hard and there was blood popping out

of some of the teeth marks. He dragged the knife down to your panties and with one quick motion he cut off both sides around your hips. Tugging on the cloth he ripped them from the front so there was friction against your clit. You gasped so loud and was so shocked you gripped the sheets around you. Knowing if you reached for him there could be bad consequences. Biting and sucking at your hips again, he pushes your legs aside and finally gives you what you begged for With out any warning he pushes two fingers into you. Still feeling the blade, over a hip and down one leg tracing your ankle and then coming back up. “Baby, you are a dripping mess. I never knew you could get so wet and wanting. All for me.” JJ practically growled against you “Yes baby you are doing so well. I love seeing you like this.” You bucked your hips against his fingers, still inside of you. This Was all you needed to just about cum. He immediately removed his fingers and you whined so loudly you startled yourself. Edging you once before letting you get any closer. “OPEN"He demanded once again and you obliged you needing him more then a punishment He stuck his fingers in your mouth "Taste yourself, baby girl taste how wet you are for me.” You start sucking on the fingers in your mouth, tongue dancing around them like you were sucking them off. This earned a deep growl from JJ in your ear. A “please” escaped your mouth without even thinking. He starts to drag his fingers, softly barely touching your skin, down to your wet hot core he pushes you back over so you are laying flat on your back, legs wide open his for the taking. He flicks your clit just to tease a little bit more before giving you what you want. You were now open mouth panting and whining, some noises you didn’t even recognize. He put two fingers into you going at a pace you didn’t think was humanly possible, again things were slow motion you didn’t think he could go any slower. “Stay very still, do not move a muscle or I will stop he orders” JJ places the cold blade onto your clit and you move your hands deeper into the blankets bracing yourself so you didn’t move. He curled his fingers to hit your g spot and you almost cried. You needed him more than you ever needed him before. “p…..please JJ… please make me cum….. please baby….. I’ll do anything just make me cum……” you plead knowing you couldn’t stay still for much longer he removes the blade and you start to protest “Please…” as quickly as he removes the blade he replaces it with his mouth sucking and twirling his tongue so skillfully he starts pumping his fingers rough and hard, a pinky grazing your other hole his hand is now dripping from your juices “baby cum for me you are doing so well, you are almost there….” pounding your g spot over and over with his hand you feel the rings slipping close and close to your entrance, his fingers deep inside of you. your back raises from the bed as you feel the knife flat against your belly just enough to feel the coldness you release and scream like you were on a rollercoaster you were on one of your own high JJ had to use his arm to keep your legs open, holding you down still pounding you with his fingers making sure he gets everything out of you as you let go of the sheets coming down from your high he moves to place the knife on the bed and to slip the bandana off of your face kissing you everywhere on your face and finally your lips you lay there limp tears escaping your eyes you breathing so heavy you weren’t sure if you’d ever catch your breath He lays down next to you in awe and kisses you gently against the mouth you laugh against his lips unbelieving that you just came that hard “wow” escapes your lips as you run your hands through his hair his hand laying lazily on your hip “I didn’t know you could scream that loud Y/N” still laying there euphoric blinking to try to make sure this was reality, nodding slowly “you really liked that didn’t you y/n”“yes I had no idea…. i .. it… wow…. more ….” JJ giggled that he had you speechless “ I will be right back baby okay? Just stay here, Im so

proud of you” he put away the knife and brought you some water and covered you up with your favorite blanket you could make sense of words now…. “Wow JJ fuck, that was awesome. I had no idea” He came up behind you cuddling into you under the blanket kissing the side of your face “Im glad you liked it I can say its one of my favorite things now.” “Me too, i thought it would be different” “how so” JJ looks down at you making sure you were okay “that it would be more dangerous i guess” he feels you shrug against his arms around you “as long as you don’t jerk and move too much i have all of the control. I wont ever hurt you baby, I’m so proud of you. you did so well” “ JJ I’m glad we can trust each-other this much. I wouldn’t be able to do any of this if it wasn’t with you.” He kissed you softly against the mouth and your hunger reappeared How could it not with a sun kissed blonde god next to you “Your turn for me to make you cum JJ” You say climbing on top of him feeling his dick hard against your bare clit. Shuddering at the feeling since you were still sensitive, smiling. you both melted into the blanket, not coming up for air until the sun rose again

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[maddiwrites]

The Hybrid (Prologue)

Pairing: JJ x Reader

Summary: The Pogues rekindle their friendship with their old childhood best friend and JJ’s first crush, Y/N. Old feelings resurface for JJ and Y/N, possibly leading to a summer neither one of them could ever forget. Due to past trauma, Y/N is reluctant to let anyone into her heart, but JJ never backs down from a challenge, even if he knows it will come back to haunt him in the end.

Note: So happy to be back with another series!!! I honestly really missed posting. Unlike Secrets of the Shore, updates will be slower because I don’t have them all written out yet. A couple things I wanted to let you know before you read. I based Y/N’s family off of Gilmore Girls. I thought they were the perfect fit for this story and the show in general and I just love their dynamic. (Including Luke who I renamed Steve for obvious reasons). Chapter 1 will explain more obviously but I wanted to give you guys a little snippet of the characters and relationships. So let me know what y'all think!

Word Count: 3.3k

Outer Banks. Paradise on Earth. It's the sort of place where you either have two jobs or two houses. Two tribes, one island. As you know, the Outer Banks is essentially divided into two groups. If we want to be blunt - it’s the rich and the poor. Figure Eight is home to the rich. Aka the Kooks. With houses bigger than necessary with extra rooms that go untouched, boats the size of homes on the Cut - the other side of the island. Most people who live on Figure Eight are your naturally raised assholes. People who don’t know the value of a dollar and take advantage of people who do most of their dirty work that lets them prance around the island with perfectly manicured fingernails. These hard workers are the Pogues. They live on the south side of the island where most Kooks wouldn’t be found dead. They serve fancy meals at the country club for shitty tips, mow lawns, and work their asses off at any other job for minimum wage. The drastic difference in lifestyles tend to cause many spats and arguments between the two communities. Especially between the teenagers who still don’t know how to control their raging emotions or know when to bite back their tongue. For the Kooks, every fight is a fight for dominance where as the Pogues fight for equality - to put the Kooks in their place. Many of these fights happen at summer parties where the two groups clash to find a good time with their friends filled with alcohol, drugs, and good music.

That’s where they find themselves tonight. The infamous Pogues. John B, JJ, Kie, Pope, and now Sarah Cameron. Although born a natural Kook, she’s earned her spot next to the adventurous teens and her boyfriend. Unlike her brother Rafe who basically is the leader of his notorious group. Topper and Kelce are his best friends who follow him blindly.

The Pogues watch them from their spot surrounding the keg. Kie purses her lips in distaste as the boys cat call for the ladies around them. Somehow most of them finding it flattering. Sarah sips on her beer to hide her embarrassment, often wondering how she and her brother grew up to be so different. Pope and John B stay mostly disinterested, only worried if they try to make a pass at an unwilling girl or fire a degrading comment at their short tempered friend. JJ Maybank is known around the island for his trouble making behavior. Usually if he gets in trouble for fights, no one ever asks who the other people were in the scuffle. Because if JJ Maybank is in the fight, he’s the one who started it, right? Wrong. In fact, JJ usually is never the one to start it. He’s good at keeping his head down and only speaking when spoken to when it comes to the Kooks - the only form of advice worth taking from his father. But his short temper is something the Kooks his age loved to take advantage of because they liked getting a rise out of him. It was like an adrenaline rush.

Luckily, tonight both groups were keeping their distance, either only talking to each other or random Tourons that have found their way to the party. This is usually JJ’s favorite part of a boneyard party. Finding his one fish in a sea of many that he can reel in just for the night and never have to worry about seeing them again.

He has his eyes set on a beautiful blonde making her way to the bonfire when all of a sudden Kie’s voice pulls him out of his trance.

“What’s she doing here?”

JJ follows her line of vision, spotting you walking down the wooden steps that lead to the beach, pulling your best friend behind you by his wrist. He first notices your smile and how it brightens up your entire face. Then of course his eyes scan down your slim but athletically toned body. You’re wearing a pair of jean shorts and a cropped white T shirt that says UNC across the chest. Who knew someone could look so good without even trying?

Well JJ did. He’s known it for a while.

“Careful. I think you’re drooling,” John B whispers in his best friend’s ear.

JJ pushes him away and mutters, “Shut up. No I’m not.”

But maybe he was.

Y/N Y/L/N is a unique resident of the island. Unlike majority of the island, she doesn’t fall in either Kook or Pogue category. She’s what everyone calls the Hybrid.

People who work hard for what they have but haven’t fallen to be Pogue status. Quite literally living in the middle in a place they call the Crest.

Your story is well versed among the gossipers of the island (which tends to be just about everybody).  And mainly that’s because of who your grandparents are.  Claude and Doris Y/L/N. Two of the riches people on the island, living in a three story house on the beach. Many people fear them, others envy them. Most feel both. Even Ward Cameron walks on egg shells around them, which is quite often, considering he works for Claude. They’re the kind of people who have never heard of Barefoot wine or Walmart. They keep their noses up and turn a blind eye to the suffering communities around them. Thirty four years ago, Doris gave birth to a daughter that couldn’t be more opposite than them. Lorelai Y/L/N was a wild child. A rule breaker. She snuck out at nights, dated boys her parents would never approve of, dabbled in breaking the law here and there. It didn’t matter how many times her parents disciplined her. She always managed to make her parents’ life a living hell. 

No one was surprised when word got passed around that Lorelai had gotten pregnant at eighteen. Although it was with another Kook, she brought shame upon her family name when she refused to get an abortion, even when her mom tried dragging her by her hair. 

Lorelai risked everything by running away from her parents’ home in the middle of a windy night. With only one suitcase, the baby daddy out of the picture, and less than a grand in her pocket, she managed to make a life for herself on the South side of the island. She worked two jobs, found an affordable apartment for cheap rent, and managed to save some money before her babies were born.

Yes, babies. As in more than one. Five months after running away from home, she gave birth to twin girls and they instantly became her entire life. With the help of her best friend Steve, who she met one month after being on her own, meeting him at his automotive shop when she very much literally rolled her junky car into the garage, she raised you and your sister on the Cut. The two of you are her greatest accomplishment. Every now and then, she mentally throws up a middle finger to everybody who doubted her, proud of who the two of you have become. 

Right before you turned ten, your mom took a business risk and opened her own Cafe. The Bikini Beans cafe, very popular amongst both Kooks and Pogues. The business did so well that she was able to move the three of you out of your shitty apartment into a beautiful one story home with three bedrooms in between the Cut and Figure Eight, aka the Crest, the summer going into your freshman year.

You actually used to be best friends with John B Routledge, JJ Maybank, and Pope Heyward. It was easier being friends with them than the girls, finding more joy in sports and rough housing than makeup and gossip. 

Doing the same summer that you moved, your mom pulled you out of Kildare County High and placed you in Outer Banks Private Academy. Aka Kook Academy. Around this time, your grandparents had also become more involved in your life, and you wondered if they had somehow bribed your mom into forcing you to transfer schools. You tried asking her during one of your many fights that started with you begging her to keep you at Kildare County High, but she quickly shut you down and told you to be grateful. That was ironic coming from the woman who ran away from the people giving her an expensive high school career. 

You had no choice but to do what your grandparents wanted and attend Kook Academy. Making friends was a lot harder there than it was in Kildare County High. You managed to make one friend in your freshman year. Andre Cortez. Due to an incident a couple years back, you built thick walls and Andre was the only one able to break them down. You were grateful for your friendship, but hanging out with him was nothing like hanging out with the Pogues. 

When you transferred schools, you lost touch with the Pogues slowly. Your life became busy with school and playing dress up for your grandparents and the boys were starting to work. Eventually all contact was cut and ever since, you’ve felt a void in your heart.

“Look,” You tell Andre. “I told you I would be your wing woman and I’m not backing down from what could possibly be the most important role in my life.”

You didn’t notice the Pogues or any of the stares around you. It’s true you’re not much of a party girl. I mean, you’ll go out here and there, have a drink or two, but you felt more comfortable at places where you weren’t surrounded by drunk and horny teenagers. 

“He’s probably not even here,” Andre says. He’s trying to look nonchalant but you notice the way his eyes dance from face to face of the people around him. 

“He told you he was going to be here, right?” You ask him with one brow raised. Andre nods. “Then, we’ll find him.”

Sarah and Kie never made any effort to talk to you at school, but to be fair, neither have you. You’ve heard mixed reviews, some people call them spoiled brats, ungrateful...some even go as far as calling them ‘The Cut Sluts.’ Of course you never take any of those things to heart. You can’t judge a book but it's cover. Plus, they’re friends with your old best friends. They can’t be that bad for John B and JJ and Pope to be hanging out with them, right?

“You think she'll come over here?” Kie asks. No one’s ever said it out loud, but her friends wonder if deep down, Kie was a little jealous of you. Because you were their first real girl friend. You were the first girl they ever let in and opened their heart too. That was a tough pill for Kie to swallow when she originally thought she was that girl. Of course the boys don’t like you any more than Kie and vice versa. But sometimes Kie wishes she could have grown up with the boys the same way you had. 

“Probably not. Unless she’s drinking,” Pope says and motions towards the keg they’re near. 

“I have an idea,” John B says and fills up a red solo cup. He hands it to JJ. “Why don’t you go offer her a cup.”

JJ snags the cup out of John B’s hand and glares at him. “Fuck off, dude.” 

“Do you guys ever see her around at school?” Pope asks the girls.

Sarah shrugs. “Not really. She doesn’t really get a long with my old group of friends.”

Kie rolls her eyes. “No one gets along with your old group of friends.”

Sarah playfully shoves Kie by the shoulder and they laugh. 

“I heard she turned down Raymond Easterling a couple weeks ago and he didn’t take it very well,” Pope says, remembering the words he heard from the kids in his class roaming the school hallways. 

Raymond goes to Kildcare County High with the Pogues. He’s known to be a trouble maker and a class clown. He works with JJ at the country club. The kid can make JJ laugh sometimes, but he wouldn’t necessarily say he likes him all that much. He can be an arrogant asshole with an ego bigger than it should be.

“She turns down everybody,” Sarah says. “Some people at my school call her ‘The Heart Sucker’ because she can pull people in with the snap of her fingers and break their heart just as quickly.”

Something stirred in the pit of JJ’s stomach.

“Hey! Where you going?” John B calls out to JJ who’s making his way deeper into the sea of people on the beach. 

“Taking advantage of a good boneyard party, my friend,” JJ calls back and slugs the rest of his beer. Looking left and right, he searches for the blonde he had eyes on earlier. Because right now, he needed a distraction. 

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ 

The party starts to die down a little after midnight. Some people leave to find another party, some are passed out in the back of their cars, and others had already found what they were looking for - someone to leave with. 

The boneyard party wasn’t as bad as you expected it to be. You had found a couple of kids from your school who were nice enough to make small talk with you while Andre left to find a guy named Devon, a Touron he’s been talking to who’s renting for the entire summer. 

Now you’re waiting for Andre to come back so the two of you can walk home. You find comfort under a slanted palm tree towards the back of the beach, scrolling through random apps on your phone to pass the time.

“Y/N?” You look up from you phone and smile when you see your former best friend inching closer to you, squinting in the dark to see if it’s really you. 

“Maybank? What are you still doing here?” You stand up and pat the sand off your hands on you thighs. 

Your heart skips a beat in your chest when you look at him. He’s beautiful. Lucious blonde hair, perfectly tanned skin, piercing blue eyes. You always knew JJ was going to grow up to be gorgeous. He was cute when he was younger. At least you always thought so. 

“I was just leaving, but I thought I saw you sitting here and wanted to make sure you were all right.” He knows it’s not like you to stay this late at a party, especially all by yourself. When he first saw you sitting there, he didn’t know if he should say something. Mostly due to nerves of seeing you again. But the other Pogues had already left and he didn’t trust anyone else at the party to be near you alone late at night. It didn’t matter if you were sober or not. 

“Aw. Was JJ Maybank worried about me?” You tease. Talking to him felt easy. As if you never stopped being friends. A few years ago, you and JJ had the best banter. Despite constantly bickering back and forth, John B always swore the two of you would get married one day. The two of you just always clicked like a natural connection. And even now, when only seeing each other every now and then for a few minutes at a time, it felt normal. You smirk when JJ rolls his eyes. “I’m kidding. Yeah, I’m okay. Just waiting for my friend to come back from his little rendezvous,” You say. 

JJ nods. “Did you have a good time? I feel like I never you see at these things.”

“Yeah. Parties aren’t really my thing. But Andre was nervous to meet this guy he’s been talking to for a little while so I came for moral support.”

“Looks like he didn’t need much of the support.”

You shrug. “It’s better that way, anyway. I don’t mind waiting for him. What about you?”

“What about me?” 

“Did you have a good time tonight? I hear your quite the ladies’ man at these things.”

“Come on, Sparky. You know better than to believe everything you hear.”

Your face lights up at the mention of your old nickname. You use to always be busting out the seams with energy. On days where the boys just wanted to chill and play video games, you would drag them to the park for a game of kick ball. Or when they wanted to sleep in after a long week, you showed up at 8 am to drag them out of bed to catch the morning waves. So one day JJ started calling you Sparky, and it stuck with the rest of your little gang. You always pretended to hate it, but secretly you loved it. 

“Oh I don’t believe everything I hear. I do, however, believe what I see. And your arm around that tall blonde in the little black dress looked quite convincing.”

You first saw JJ at the party when he was making his way to the pretty girl by the water. Your teeth involuntarily clenched and there was a twisted feeling in your stomach you couldn’t shake whenever you looked at them. 

In that instant, JJ felt grateful for the dark sky. He felt the rush of heat rise up his neck to his cheeks before he could stop it. He knew the motivation to see that girl was because of you. He just wished you never saw it. But he didn’t know why. 

“I walked her home. She wasn’t my type,” JJ plays it off. 

“I didn’t realize you had a type,” You giggle, but a small part felt relieved to hear this. “So what is it? Your type?”

Hybrids with a Pogue attitude, bright smile, beautiful eyes, and a mouth that could make any sailor turn around, JJ thought. 

“I don’t know. Haven’t figured it out yet.”

You roll your eyes playfully. “Well, when you figure it out let me know.”

“Why? So you can transform into my ideal girl?” He teases.

Now you’re the one thankful for the dark sky. “In your dreams, Maybank. But so far, I do have the perfect wing-woman track record, so if you needed help -”

“I don’t think I need any help in that department. Thank you very much.”

You throw your hands up in fake surrender. “Ooo. Touchy subject.”

JJ rolls his eyes at the same time your phone pings with a text message. You pull it out of your shorts pocket and open the text from Andre, telling you to leave without him because he’s gonna stay out late with Devon and won’t know what time he’s going to be done.

“Everything all right?” JJ says, watching you read the message.

You lock your phone and stuff it in your back pocket again. “Like I said. Perfect wing-woman track record.”

“That was Andre?” 

“Yeah. He’s most likely not coming home tonight.”

“Lucky bastard.”

“At least one of us is,” You joke. 

JJ’s grin slightly falters but you don’t catch it. You have no idea how much he wishes the two of you could be equally as lucky. Together. 

“Well, I should probably go,” You say and bend down to grab your flip flops.

“Let me walk you home,” JJ offers. 

“Oh no. It’s okay -”

“You’re cute. It’s wasn’t up for debate. I’m not letting you walk back by yourself.”

You scoff lightly. “I’ll be fine.”

“Just humor me.”

You roll your eyes and smirk but choose not to argue. In fact, you’re excited to spend more time with JJ. It’s been so long.

“Fine.”

“And here I thought you might’ve grown out of your stubborn phase by now.”

You shove him playfully by the shoulder. “Shut up!”

And just like that, it felt like old times.

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[princessmisery666]

Coming in March...

DC

Summary: Rick wants kids, you don’t. It’s a deal breaker for Rick, so the relationship ends. Until Rick realizes he can have everything he wants, even if he has to take it by force.

Warnings: dark themes, implied forced pregnancy, smut, stalking, language, kidnapping, deception, imprisonment, threat of harm.

W/C: 1.8k

Rating: E (explicit - 18+)

Characters: Rick Flag

Pairing: Rick Flag x fem!reader (you - no descriptions of body type or ethnicity).

Marvel

Summary: Steve wasn’t looking for anything other than the bottom of a bottle but fate seems to bring broken souls together.

Warnings: smut, angst, alcohol as a coping mechanism, drinking to forget.

W/C: 1.9k

Rating: E (explicit - 18+)

Characters: Steve Rogers, fem!reader (she/her)

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader (she/her - no descriptions of body type or ethnicity).

Outer Banks

Summary: JJ’s so focused on what he doesn’t have he can’t see what’s right in front of him. You spend a whole summer trying to show him but it takes more than surf lessons for him to see that stupid things have good outcomes all the time.

Warnings: fluff, angst, language, violence, mentioned/implied child abuse, bittersweet ending.

W/C: 6k

Rating: M (mature 16+)

Characters: JJ Maybank, Kook!reader (you) Small Part: Kiara

Pairing: JJ Maybank x Kook!Reader (you - no descriptions of body type or ethnicity.)

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[genuinerio]

BACK TO YOU ↠ 「 JJ Maybank 」

PAIRINGS: JJ Maybank (eventual love interest, enemies to lovers), Rafe Cameron (unrequited love, platonic), Topper Thornton (platonic)

WORDS: 1,476.

NOTES: I hope you enjoy reading this story! I also had created playlists for my characters like River and her relationship with JJ which are linked and can be found in my masterlist, they are continually being updated with more songs. Unfortunately, I had just started both so neither have many songs yet but as mentioned, I will continue to add more as the story continues. Once again, please enjoy! Also, turned their relationship into an enemies to lovers trope.

SUMMARY: Eden Thornton is someone who was always looking for a good time, she was known for being a party girl and one who like her best friend, Kiara had hated the Kook lifestyle despite being forced to grow up in it and had taken comfort in another group, the pogues who she’d find great times with and deemed as cool guys. Her Kook friends and brother were quite discouraged by this and found them to be the cause of her rebellion. As a way to rid her of so called childish behaviour that was the rebellion, her mother would consistently force her to attend these events or to set her up on dates with the stuck up Kook that was of Rafe Cameron. However, Eden would never withhold any romantic feelings like she secretly had with the infamous JJ Maybank. The two wanted to believe that they didn’t see each other in that way but to everyone, they had already established feelings for one another with the decision of denying them in fear of tearing the group apart of something going astray or even the pogue rule. But maybe with the group investigating the mysterious case of their dear friend, John B’s father and his disappearance, that may help the two change their mind but only time can truly tell.

EDEN THORNTON, was quite different from what people had commonly perceived of her, in fact she was quite the opposite from her peers among the locals that lived on the island of Figure Eight. Eden was quite the rebellious Kook, someone who was very different from her elder brother, Topper. A girl who loves to dabble into the world of partying, weed, alcohol and her personal favourite hard drugs but unlike her peers, she wasn’t the type to get easily addicted.

Like one of her childhood best friends, Kiara, she was known for her rebellious hippie type soul and personality as Eden would use her spoiled rich girl with a taste for vengeance act as purely a facade, knowing that her mother would never accept that her daughter would act the way she had as Eden was known for taking stance against global issues and the protests that came with it.

Alongside Kiara, she had decided to hangout with the pogues, whom were considered the “lowlifes of Outer Banks,” but like her friend, she never saw the bad within the group and saw them as non judgmental fun guys. She was quite close to all of the three guys and despite denial, especially the infamous JJ Maybank, whom she was known to have a very clear annoyance of but was believed to be flirtatious and clearly ambiguous relationship with despite them wanting to be perceived as simply “enemies,” since the low key flirting and teasing of each other refused to fool anyone. Eden had deemed them to have no chance of happening since the two’s relationship was filled with consistent taunting and oftentimes, disagreements which could definitely be seen as a frenemy type relationship.

Something that had always convinced their friends to have a definite possibility considering Eden was someone to get upset when hearing of the situation between JJ and his shitty ass father. Deep down, they knew that the two definitely cared deeply for one another since at times, they were there for each other whenever in need particularly, despite not wanting to admit it, Eden who would at times comfort JJ after a fight with his father and the abuse that followed it as she would feel such sympathy for him.

Not only a somewhat okay friendship with JJ but a definite close one with Pope, she had quite a closer friendship with John B whom Eden was believed to be somewhat romantic with, a fact shared within the three friends especially between a surprisingly JJ and Kiara who had began to grow secretly jealous of this close friendship which unknowingly to them was a purely platonic one. The possibility of a romance between Eden and John B occurred had deeply affected JJ who like Eden wanted to deny the fact that there were romantic feelings between the two for one another.

The two had simply nothing to worry about since John B and Eden’s friendship was just that, a friendship and a sibling like relationship but JJ never really bought it nor quite saw it that way either. He secretly saw Eden as “his,” even instances of him jealously confronting both men and women that she would flirt and hook up with. John B possibly having feelings for Eden had JJ feeling completely betrayed by this. But the proud feminist disagreed strongly with any of this mess and jealousy, as the girl never believed she was anyone’s property, she was her own woman after all.

Despite their shared flirtatious behaviour and teasing banter towards one another like they wanted to be believed, Eden had felt that their relationship was purely platonic considering their intense dislike for each other but unbeknownst to her, JJ had somewhat thought otherwise as he believed their relationship could go further and that his unreciprocated crush could finally be reciprocated, considering the fact that once, JJ had met the rebellious Kook and had seen the true her; he had gradually fell in love with Eden, an act he never expected of himself.

Thinking of the heartbreak that is of Eden refusing to believe she has reciprocated feelings for him, JJ refused to put any further action towards this and had simply decided to swallow his feelings down, ignoring his feelings with the act of drowning himself into sleeping with random girls.

One thing that was true for the girls that JJ would hook up with was that, he could never love them the way that he had loved Eden. For Eden however, despite what she’d convince herself to believe, she did have romantic feelings for him that she felt had she acknowledged; her mother would notice and she’d get her heartbroken by forcing her to end whatever romantic connection they shared also with fear of the somewhat, daddy issues she had developed since having an absent father.

Her close bond within her friendship with the pogues had earned her the title of being “the fearless adventurer,” of their gang as John B had mentioned considering she was the type to always be up for a party and to entertain in having fun regardless of who it was with. Because of her friendship with the pogues, it often caused conflict with her once close knit older brother, Topper whom he felt of her connection with the pogues was the cause of her self destructive behaviour and caused her to change to the worst.

Despite what her family and the status of her being apart of the privileged side of her island in her town were, the girl was far from being a stuck up prissy prude, in fact that whole act was purely a facade to hide her troubled self.

In fact, dear Eden was someone who never believed in engaging in a committed relationship, frankly she’d rather just hook up with the guys and girls she was interested in. Because of her flirtatious and in denial romantic relationship with JJ despite the obvious sexual tension, the two would consistently take matters into their own hands with playing mind games and frequently making one another jealous, something that would typically annoy their friends considering it was very clear of their feelings for each other.

Their friends were consistently aware of their feelings for one another, considering that throughout all the random hookups with girls, Eden was the only one that JJ secretly had serious feelings for. It was clear that his feelings for her, were more significant than any relationship he had ever have, the boy was in love with her and had been since the time they had been introduced to each other.

The one thing besides the obvious answer of fearing commitment was Eden’s fear of judgement regarding her relationship with JJ. A fear so enlarged that would refuse to let their unofficial love affair become official. Another thing that had refused to make their relationship official was both her mother and Rafe Cameron, both who believed Eden could do better than some “washed up pogue” and both believed that she was better suited for Rafe.

She always thought that Rafe never truly liked her but had only liked her for her image, the person he believed was her but never really was. She had felt that way about all the Cameron’s and the rest of the Kooks. Regardless of her close friendship with Rafe, his little sister and their parents, she was no longer close to her once best friend, Sarah. Their friendship had became strained from two separate cases, Sarah felt betrayed that she had taken Kiara’s side after the falling out considering she had known Sarah a bit longer and the two were always up for the title of “Kook Princess,” as the title had been forced to be some competition between the two.

However, despite both Rafe’s clear feelings and somewhat obsession with Eden, it was always obvious that the rebellious Kook would never feel anything romantic for him the way that he had hoped; the way that she had felt for JJ. Because of her mother believing Rafe is “the one” for her, and believing that her being with a pogue would give her daughter no future whatsoever or at least not the future she hoped her daughter would receive. Sadly for Rafe though, Eden didn’t quite see it that way, she deemed him as someone who never properly understood her in a way that her friends had, in a way that JJ always had at least.

The girl with a knack for trouble had decided to play mind games with Rafe, he did mess with her friends so it was only fair right? With the consistent pressuring to date Rafe, she would be set on numerous dates with the boy despite all her protests and would often toy with his feelings seeing it as fun for herself especially considering all the horrible things her brother and himself had done to her friends as the girl was surely a vengeful one or what was presumed of her at least.

The toying of his feelings had deeply hurt Rafe, he never understood nor could accept the fact that Eden didn’t see him in the same way that he saw her and that angered him quite a lot and was one of the many reasons of his intense hatred for JJ.

Despite what people hoped of her, Eden felt happy with JJ, he accepted her for who she was and never judged her for it. Eden felt the same way for him, she never judged him for his background and felt quite upset about his abuse, she felt complete angry with knowing of this, all the times that he would sneak into her bedroom late at night after fights with his father looking to Eden for comfort. Like their friends believed, she was his refuge and did almost anything that would give him any type of support.

Throughout all the trouble that her and her friends had gone through in discovering the truth about dear friend, John B’s father and his disappearance, she did learn quite more about herself that she had originally thought she had already known. Things that she felt had given her a new perspective, a better perspective on her life.

Regardless of what her mother and brother believed, she never did care for what they thought nor did she about the other Kooks. Deep down, River did perhaps see a future with JJ despite being disgusted as her friends felt she was as in love with him as he was secret with her. She definitely did want to be with him too. After all the events that happened regarding the disappearance of their dear friend, John B’s father, her clear and undeniable feelings for him had caused her to realise that she did in fact want to be with him and would be too regardless of whether she had her family and Kook friends’s approval or not.

BREC BASSINGER as EDEN THORNTON.

OUTER BANKS CAST as THEIR CHARACTERS.

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[spookysquishsworld]

First time knife play with JJ Maybank

This morning there was a tiktok video going around where Rudy was playing with a knife. It brought something out of me, and i know everyone wants more JJ smut. So here yall go. I hope you like it. 

ALSO if anyone has tips on how to format more easily, i write on a different app and then paste it into the text box... ?? 

TRIGGER WARNING HARD CORE. KNIFE PLAY. THIS COULD BE TRIGGERING TO SOME. DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE EASILY TRIGGERED BY BLADES OR KNIVES. WARNING: Knife, blood, blindfold, choking, fingering, 

JJ was sitting in the little cabin of the steering wheel of the boat, groaning that he was bored, leaning his head back against the wall. He takes out one of the fishing blades packed on the boat. He takes the blade out of its canvas sleeve, in a place that you could have sworn was slow motion. You are watching him through the back window of the cabin. Watching him take out the knife, you feel your eyes grow in size. Gulping quietly so you could continue enjoing the show started feeling your core grow hotter. JJ starts tossing the blade up into the air trying to catch it. The danger of him potentially getting hurt grew an excitement deep inside of you. You didnt know what this was. Why the sight of the blade excited you to your core. What would it feel like? Would it be cold? What would it feel like to give JJ all of that control. You knew he would never do a thing to hurt someone else unless provoked. You swallow hard trying to keep your hand out of your shorts. The others close by. Now JJ is starting to twirl the blade between his fingers. His face twisting with concentration, making his dimples come out. You could see one of his brows furrow. With the rings on his fingers, and the knife moving swiftly could have made you cum from the sight. JJ felt someone watching. He looked over his shoulder, still twisting the blade. You both made eye contact. JJ giving you a sexy smirk, his eyes growing a deep blue. You moved away quickly from the window and plastered your back to the wall aside the window. Trying to catch your breath from the sight of the sun kissed blonde with a shiny knife. ----------------- All of you have now returned from the boating adventure and you excused yourself into the bathroom of John Bs house. You splash cold water onto your face trying to collect yourself. You all were still hanging out but your heat never faded. As you unlock the door, you find JJ standing in the doorway across from the bathroom, his arms crossed. You started getting worked up again just from the sight of his muscles. "Hey, y/n, can I talk with you?" JJ asks. Motioning to his bedroom. "Where are the others? " you ask JJ, your heart beat raises, feeling like you just ran. "I shooed them off" JJ says giving you a wink as he looks back behind him to make sure you are still following. As soon as both of you enter into his bedroom he closes the gap between you and backs you into the door, closing it behind you with a force that made you stop breathing. This is it, this could be the moment you were waiting for. JJ kisses you with such a force you could not keep the moan down that was escaping your mouth. His hands were on your hips, pulling you closer. Your head was spinning from his touch, you waited all day for this. JJ kisses from your mouth down your jaw, hitting all the right spots. Against your neck he says "Y/N, we need to talk about something." You take a deep breath trying to focus on what he was saying. You try to untangle both of you, so you weren't distracted. "Ok" you say sighing that he broke up something you were waiting for. " I saw you watching me playing with the knife...." He trails off, you nodding you head, hoping that he could put two and two together. He was a smart boy. ".... I think I want to try something with you." You heart jumps and your eyes fill with the same lust that he looked at you with multiple times before. "Im not sure how or why but watching you play with that knife did something in me that I didn't know could happen...." You confess, letting all guard down, looking at your hands because you didn't want to look him in the eye, you would have just died from embarrassment. JJ comes swiftly to your side and gently puts his hands on both sides of your face, bringing you to look at him."Baby, there is nothing to be ashamed of, I know these thoughts can be scary and intimidating, but as long as we are honest with each other and talk about things before And after, we can do this. Honestly, it what I was thinking about while playing with it." He kisses your nose, resting his forehead against yours. "I was curious how you would take it, we already have been dabbling into some kinky things in the bedroom..." he continues talking as he wraps his hands around your waist. Closing your eyes with the feeling of him wrapping you into him, you laid your head against his chest. You were trying to memorize his smell around you. How his arms felt wrapped around you. "You know my rule, you can tell me anything and I wont judge. As long as you are honest and remember the safe word, we are golden. You remember the word right, babygirl?" How could you have forgotten, you sat in bed with him late at night, laughing and forgetting the world around you. You were trying to come up with a word that would completely pull both of you out of anything you were doing. Toilet. Toilet was the word you settled on. You talked about golden showers and both of you agreed that, that wasn't something you'd be into. JJ spoke up, pulling you out of your memory. "Do you want to try? The gang wont be back for hours. The house is ours. We can be as loud as we want...." He kisses you hard and chokes you a little, the coldness of his rings makes you gasp against his mouth. "we all know you have trouble being quiet, princess" JJ says against your mouth smugly, knowing full well the power he has over you, to make you into a crumbling screaming soaking mess. He picks you up and tosses you onto the bed. He makes contact with your mouth and you moaned at the touch, kissing you so you wouldn't notice, he blind folds you with the bandana from his back pocket. Kissing down your neck, sucking hickies into your collarbone, he slowly pulls out the knife from his pocket, the one you saw earlier, he lifted from the boat. The first contact was your shoulder, you gasped shockingly from how cold the metal was. Colder than you imagined, ice like.JJ drags the knife softly against your delicate skin, never picking up the blade off of you. He cuts one of your straps from your shirt, which makes you scream quietly from excitement. He continues to drag the blade up against your neck, against the sweet spot near your ear, and down your cheek. Your heart is racing and you are practically panting, drool tipping out of the corner of your mouth. JJ sees you drooling under him, a soaking and panting mess. He becomes hard and grinds his hips into you so you could feel what you do to him. "Open your mouth stick your tongue out." JJ orders with a deep sexiness to his voice. This tone of his is one you love, one where he is taken over by lust and cant get enough of you. You close your mouth tight, being the brat you are, knowing there would be a fun punishment for this act of disobedience. JJ stopped grinding into you and lifted himself up off of you. He turned your hip to the side, your back still on the bed but your left hip in the air. He dragged his hand across your underwear, making brief contact with where you wanted him the most. All of the sudden you feel a smack and a sting. He spanked you, leaving a red hand print on your bare ass. The noise that escaped your mouth earned a growl from him. Your chest raising and falling rapidly from all of your excitement. "Open your mouth. Stick your tongue out. I will not repeat myself." JJ says as you feel his hand around your throat. You stick your tongue out, letting all juices free flow. You feel the cold metal pressed flat against your tongue. You couldn't stop drooling. You only ever could drool that much while you were sucking him off. When you feel the cold leave your mouth you start begging. "JJ please, I need you. Now, please.""Tell me what you want, brat" He spat back at you, tightening his grip around your neck. Your head falls back and you beg him "Please touch my pussy, I want your fingers, your tongue, the knife, your dick. Please anything. I just need something. Please" The need you had for him almost brought you to tears. JJ drags the knife down your bare stomach, your shirt was long gone. You arch your back and JJ could see all the goosebumps forming. He starts biting your hips, sometimes too hard and there was blood popping out of some of the teeth marks. He dragged the knife down to your panties and with one quick motion he cut off both sides around your hips. Tugging on the cloth he ripped them from the front so there was friction against your clit. You gasped so loud and was so shocked you gripped the sheets around you. Knowing if you reached for him there could be bad consequences. Biting and sucking at your hips again, he pushes your legs aside and finally gives you what you begged for With out any warning he pushes two fingers into you. Still feeling the blade, over a hip and down one leg tracing your ankle and then coming back up. "Baby, you are a dripping mess. I never knew you could get so wet and wanting. All for me." JJ practically growled against you "Yes baby you are doing so well. I love seeing you like this." You bucked your hips against his fingers, still inside of you. This Was all you needed to just about cum. He immediately removed his fingers and you whined so loudly you startled yourself. Edging you once before letting you get any closer. "OPEN"He demanded once again and you obliged you needing him more then a punishment He stuck his fingers in your mouth "Taste yourself, baby girl taste how wet you are for me." You start sucking on the fingers in your mouth, tongue dancing around them like you were sucking them off. This earned a deep growl from JJ in your ear. A "please" escaped your mouth without even thinking. He starts to drag his fingers, softly barely touching your skin, down to your wet hot core he pushes you back over so you are laying flat on your back, legs wide open his for the taking. He flicks your clit just to tease a little bit more before giving you what you want. You were now open mouth panting and whining, some noises you didn't even recognize. He put two fingers into you going at a pace you didn't think was humanly possible, again things were slow motion you didn't think he could go any slower. "Stay very still, do not move a muscle or I will stop he orders" JJ places the cold blade onto your clit and you move your hands deeper into the blankets bracing yourself so you didn't move. He curled his fingers to hit your g spot and you almost cried. You needed him more than you ever needed him before. "p.....please JJ... please make me cum..... please baby..... I'll do anything just make me cum......" you plead knowing you couldn't stay still for much longer he removes the blade and you start to protest "Please..." as quickly as he removes the blade he replaces it with his mouth sucking and twirling his tongue so skillfully he starts pumping his fingers rough and hard, a pinky grazing your other hole his hand is now dripping from your juices "baby cum for me you are doing so well, you are almost there...." pounding your g spot over and over with his hand you feel the rings slipping close and close to your entrance, his fingers deep inside of you. your back raises from the bed as you feel the knife flat against your belly just enough to feel the coldness you release and scream like you were on a rollercoaster you were on one of your own high JJ had to use his arm to keep your legs open, holding you down still pounding you with his fingers making sure he gets everything out of you as you let go of the sheets coming down from your high he moves to place the knife on the bed and to slip the bandana off of your face kissing you everywhere on your face and finally your lips you lay there limp tears escaping your eyes you breathing so heavy you weren't sure if you'd ever catch your breath He lays down next to you in awe and kisses you gently against the mouth you laugh against his lips unbelieving that you just came that hard "wow" escapes your lips as you run your hands through his hair his hand laying lazily on your hip "I didn't know you could scream that loud Y/N" still laying there euphoric blinking to try to make sure this was reality, nodding slowly "you really liked that didn't you y/n""yes I had no idea.... i .. it... wow.... more ...." JJ giggled that he had you speechless " I will be right back baby okay? Just stay here, Im so proud of you" he put away the knife and brought you some water and covered you up with your favorite blanket you could make sense of words now.... "Wow JJ fuck, that was awesome. I had no idea" He came up behind you cuddling into you under the blanket kissing the side of your face "Im glad you liked it I can say its one of my favorite things now." "Me too, i thought it would be different" "how so" JJ looks down at you making sure you were okay "that it would be more dangerous i guess" he feels you shrug against his arms around you "as long as you don't jerk and move too much i have all of the control. I wont ever hurt you baby, I'm so proud of you. you did so well" " JJ I'm glad we can trust each-other this much. I wouldn't be able to do any of this if it wasn't with you." He kissed you softly against the mouth and your hunger reappeared How could it not with a sun kissed blonde god next to you "Your turn for me to make you cum JJ" You say climbing on top of him feeling his dick hard against your bare clit. Shuddering at the feeling since you were still sensitive, smiling. you both melted into the blanket, not coming up for air until the sun rose again

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[tomfreakinghollandneedsaoscar]

JJ's favorite pixar/disney is Luca.

That boy wishes he was a fish, are you kidding me?

Try to tell me he does not see himself in Alberto. I'll wait forever to hear someone tell me he doesn't since HE TOTALLY DOES. BOTH HAVE DADDY ISSUES. WOULD DO ANYTHING FOR THEIR FRIENDS.

JJ doesn't go on the internet a lot, but he will kill two birds with one stone by passing the time by yelling at people in all caps if he sees someone hating on the movie in anyway or thinks it's just a movie about friendship. Bullshit. He doesn't need to be drunk or high to go on a rant about how those two love each the other and will count with both hands all the reasons why he thinks so.

"Bro, it's just a kids movie-"

"Shut the fuck up right now or I'll fuck your stupid face up."

JJ really wants a Vespa, but when someone points out that it's a Kook thing, he kicks his feet angrily and throws his arms up in a "i didn't ask for this life" motion and just starts calling his motorcycle a Vespa.

He sneaks you out late at night: "JJ, what are we doing?"

"We are going to look up at the fish."

You know he means the stars, but don't correct him since you don't want to ruin his good mood for reliving his childhood ways that he missed out on. Instead, you let him play the movie whenever he wants. Sometimes, he wants it playing as background noise, but he always ends up watching it.

"I'll become a director and screen writer if they do not give me the second movie I want!"

Should I write a JJ imagine based on him saying "silenzio bruno" as a life motto?

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[cherryobx]

daisy- fandom: obx, pronouns: she/her, sexuality: straight. my name’s olivia but a small handful of people call me olive, and i used to hate it but it’s kinda cute. i’m a leo. my astrology profile told me i have strong preferences and a unique point of view lol, it’s true. my love language is gift giving. i love to shop all day long but i also like to run and play sports (volleyball & tennis). i just love being out in the sun. im also more artistic though, i love to read, write, sing, play instruments. (mostly the piano but i dabble in 2 others) and yeah i hope that’s enough <33 ily cherry

I ship you with...

JJ Maybank!!

I think you and JJ would be a perfect match. You both seem to be very similar according to your astrology profile. You know what you want and how to get it. JJ would call you Olive all the time just to annoy you and tell him off every time but secretly you love it. Your dates with JJ would consist of being outside and going on little adventures together. You've been trying to get him to go on a run with you but he just doesn't want to. Although when you're playing volleyball or tennis, he happily joins. He's just that kind of person. You love giving JJ gifts and he wants to give you some too. Although JJ can't really afford expensive or "good" gifts, he still does his best to make sure to give you small but meaningful gifts from time to time. Like one time he gave you a rock and said that it was a rock from the beach you shared your first kiss or smth. Even though JJ doesn't really care for the artistic things, he admires you for doing them. Sometimes when you're sitting somewhere, reading a book, he'd join you and rest his head in your lap and just keep you company. And when you sing and play an instrument?? Oh my god, he's in love. He loves your voice. There'd be even a few times where he'd ask you to sing him to sleep.

join the celebration!

#cherry's 1k celebration

[ghostiewriter]

Who would be Uncle Ben tho? I feel it would make most sense if it was his mom bc in canon from what we know she has vanished or died so ya but that would also be very angsty for our JJ

It’s a concept I’ve been dabbling with because JJ and his dad don’t have a very strong relationship, whereas with his mum it’s a whole other story! But then again, I really like Georgia Maybank and her wee bond with JJ so I’m not sure if I wanna get rid of that. It will probably be something in a later chapter anyways. Just depends how angsty I want to go and how badly I wanna torture JJ💀

#ask #jiara #tale of a slightly unstable teen hero

[bordelhoe]

I know no one reads these, but I just thought I'd put it out there that I've ment to continue my Raul writing's and dabble a little in some JJ Maybank and even some Hogwarts stuff too. I have alot of ideas but I havent been able to write, I've just been sad lately. Work is mentally and emotionally draining and so is family. So sorry for that. Hopefully I get over this little thing I've been going through. I just thought I'd let y'all know. I'm really not sure anyone cares..... so yeah....

#jules talks #sorry

[tomfreakinghollandneedsaoscar]

100 Acts of Dirty Love | #23

Pairing: JJ x Female Reader

Prompt:  #384 “He was totally checking you out. Want to invite him home with us?”

Word Count: 100

Authors Note: I’m baaaaack! Well, to writing these dabbles. I hope you enjoy and please feel free to send in requests!

Before JJ hands over your refilled drink, he takes a long sip.

With his now free hand hands, one goes on your hip and the other cups your chin to turn your head. You watch as the guy you have noticed looking at you turn around sheepishly.

Without looking away, you ask your boyfriend. “He was totally checking you out. Want to invite him home with us?”

“Me? He was looking at both of us, sweetheart. He couldn’t handle both of us at once anyways.”

“We could take turns- “Laughing, he kisses your forehead. “No way I’m sharing you.”

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[tomfreakinghollandneedsaoscar]

31 Days with JJ ︱Day 1

Summary: "hot chocolate."

Word Count: 100.

Note: Hello everyone! I'm going to try to do a one hundred one dabble each day this month for Christmas. Each one will be based on JJ Maybank x Reader and will have a different theme. Here's the first one. I hope you enjoy! Please feel free to send in requests or ask to be apart of my taglist.

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“Is this drink going to be hot like you?” JJ smirks.

Giggling, you cannot help having your own smirk.

After he yells out a threw curse words, he glares at you over the trim of the reusable cup Kiara made him buy after she saw just how many times he goes to the new Café to flirt with you.

“I made sure todays special; Toasted White Hot Chocolate was extra hot for you.”

Before he can say something back, a customer comes up to the counter.

When he leaves, that is when he sees your number written on the cup.

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Taglist: @softstarkey @mahleeyuh @jjmaybanksbaby @maddiebee2019 @pixelated-pogues @mrsmaybankhere @outrbank @void-maybank @ssjiara @jjaybank @ilovejjmaybank @wildflower-obx @starkeymarkey @collectiveuniverses @milamaybank @bxllasanosa @jellyfishbeansontoast @afterglows7b-tch13 @dpaccione @jiaraendgame @poguestyleskye @jeyramarie @all-american-fangirl @thatsme-johnbookerroutledge @obxmxybxnk @summer-clouds-and-long-days @talksoprettyjjx @royalmerchant @poguelifesurfshop @pit-zuh @loveop5500 @bricksatanakinswidow @jjsbxtch

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