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lvstcd · 1 year

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my sweet boy ⟶ rafe cameron x gn!reader

REQUEST: "Hi I love your writing !! I was wondering if you could do an obx imagine where the reader is on her period and Rafe takes care of her and it’s just super fluffy 🥺 thank you 💗"

A/N: ofc anon!! sorry for such the late response :(

SUMMARY: rafe taking care of you on your period

GENRE: fluff

WARNINGS: mentions of blood, mentions of periods, mentions of pain medications, swearing

WORD COUNT: 1.0k

(gn = gender neutral) not edited!!

lower case intended

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AS the bright early sun rolls into outerbanks, you feel your boyfriends soft breathing underneath your head. his chest slowly rising and falling every couple of seconds.

you groggily roll over and rub your eyes before snuggling your face into the blanket and trying to go back to sleep. as you start to doze off you get a weird pit in the bottom of your stomach. your eyes widen and you sit up straight wihtout waking rafe up.

you slide out of bed and feel the blood leaking out of your uterus drop. you gulp and pull back the blanket, noticing a partially dry yet still damp blood spot on your boyfriends light grey bedsheets.

"fuck!" you whisper shout, before grabbing a tampon and new underwear before walking towards his bathroom. as you go to close the door you slightly trip on the air, as one does in the morning, and loudly slam the door behind you, causing rafe to jump up out of his sleep. you, not realizing you awoke your boyfriend, continues to try to clean yourself up.

"baby?" you hear rafe yawn before gently knocking on the door, "you okay?" you let out a frustrated sigh as your flow is super heavy and just everywhere on you.

"im fine." you let out sharply, continuing to clean yourself before your cramps hit you right in the lower abdomen, "shit."

"is it okay if i come in?" he asks softly, leaning against the door and resting his ear against the wood. you give up and sigh, lowering your head in defeat, "yes." rafe opens the door quietly, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion when he sees you covered in blood and crouched over in pain.

"you okay, baby?" he groggily asks, rubbing his left eye with his knuckle before stepping over to you and placing a kiss to your forehead.

"no," you sigh, "i woke up with my period and it decided to be really heavy today. im covered in blood and my cramps are killing me and i just feel like absolute death."

he shakes his head jokingly and runs his hand through your hair, "it's okay. i can wash the sheets and get the blood out. why dont you get in a hot bath?" you nod and stare at the floor.

"baby, im not mad about the bed sheets. i promise, just try to relax, okay?" he asks gently, kneeling in front of you and placing his hand on your knee and squeezing softly.

"come on," he says tiredly, grabbing some of your leftover period wipes and setting them beside you on the counter before gently grabbing the sides of your panties and pj shorts and sliding them off your legs.

"clean yourself up as much as you can and i will be right back." he steps out of the bathroom and digs through your purse, looking for your pain meds and a bottle of water before walking back in towards you.

"here, baby." he smiles, kissing the top of your head before stepping out again. you take two of the pain meds and clean yourself up before standing up and flushing. rafe comes back in with your phone, playing a playlist of your favorite songs. he sets your phone down and gently grabs the hem of your shirt, lifting it over your head and setting it on the sink.

he starts the water for you, checks the temperature, and reaches his hand out to help you step into the bathtub. "okay. im going to take the sheets and your bloody clothes down and start them in the wash. i will be right back, okay?" you smile and nod before he grabs your shirt and walks out.

as you lay in the hot water with your eyes closed, you start to doze off, the fatigue hitting you quite quickly. rafe shuffles back in with a towel and some new fresh clothes, his to be exact. "okay, love, i brought you one of my shirts and a pair of my boxers that are loose on the stomach so they wont hurt your stomach more."

you smile with your eyes closed and blow him a kiss, "thank you, baby." he smiles back at you and walks out doing god knows what. 15 minutes later, he stumbles in.

"you done, baby?" he asks while he grabs the fresh towel and unfolds it. you nod and stand up, carefully stepping out of the tub before letting it drain. he holds out the towel before gently wrapping it around you. he dries you off completely, squeezing the water out of your hair. he hands you a tampon and a panty liner so you don't leak and leaves you to it by turning around and facing the wall.

"you dont have to look away, baby." you chuckle as you grab the boxers and put the panty liner on before using the tampon. "i know, i just didn't want to make you uncomfortable." you softly laugh before poking his back. "im all done, can you hand me your boxers?"

he grabs his boxers and turns around before softly lifting one leg up at a time and sliding the boxers onto your legs. he grabs your hands and helps you stand up before he reaches down and grabs the hem of his boxers, pulling them up for you. he grabs his shirt, which is oversized on you, and slides it over your head and gently puts your arms through.

he grabs your brush off his counter and brushes out your hair. as he stands infront of you, he quickly leans down and pecks your nose, every couple of seconds while he finishes brushing your hair.

"'okay, baby. i have a heating pad plugged in for you, chocolate, i didn't know which kind so i brought up all three, and i have the tv ready for whatever you wanna watch." you smile brightly, bringing your hands up to his cheeks and passionately kissing him.

"i fucking love you." you whisper, face inches from his.

"well, i love you too, baby." he leans in for another kiss and pecks your nose before grabbing your phone, pausing your music and lacing his hand in yours and carefully dragging you out of the bathroom.

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lydiaas · 1 year

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OUTER BANKS, SEASON 3 - OTP + KISSES

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raiisakitsune · 1 year

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Pogues + onion headlines

#jj maybank #john b #john b routledge #pope hayward #kiara carrera #sarah cameron #ward cameron #obx #outer banks #outer banks season 3 #obx3 #jiara #jj x kie #jarah b #pouges

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cloveswifey · 1 year

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Secret

Parings: JJ Maybank x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Secret relationship, kissing, cuteness, fluff, hierarchy, short imagine, money mentions.

Type: Fluff

Words: 0.3k

JJ and Y/N had been secretly dating for a few months now. They didn't want anyone to know because they were afraid of how their friends would react. JJ was a Pouge and Y/N was a kook, and they knew that their relationship would be frowned upon.

They would sneak around and meet in secret places, like the abandoned building on the outskirts of town or the park after dark. They would hold hands, talk, and kiss, but they never went too far. They were both afraid of getting caught and didn't want to risk getting in trouble.

One day, they were sitting in the park, watching the sunset when JJ turned to Y/N and said, "I don't want to keep this a secret anymore. I want to tell our friends and be with you openly."

Y/N was surprised but happy at the same time. She had been having the same feelings for JJ but didn't want to ruin their secret relationship.

"I feel the same way," Y/N replied, smiling.

They decided to tell their friends the truth and end the secret relationship. Their friends were surprised but supportive. They were happy for JJ and Y/N and didn't want to get in the way of their happiness.

From that day on, JJ and Y/N were a real couple. They were happy, in love, and grateful that they had each other. They didn't care what anyone else thought because they knew that their love was real.

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beaniebeensbaby201 · 1 year

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TATTOO

JJ MAYBANK X READER

SUMMARY: Reader got her first tattoo, and she hadn't shown anyone besides Sarah(who went with her). So they all decided to go on the boat (Her tattoo officially was healed) so she thought it was the perfect time to show off her tattoo to her boyfriend and friends.

A/N: im getting my first tattoo soon, so I thought, why not write one with their reactions.

Warnings: just the word Ass and cute JJ

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It's been a few months since I've his my secret that I was going to get a tattoo. The only person who knew about it was Sarah, as she helped me find the best tattoo artists in the Outer Banks.

I was lying on the hammock with JJ resting his head resting on my left boob. His legs were dangling as he was swaying us.

I heard giggling from the chateau as I pointed a finger at my lips to silence the two girls.

Kie had been giggling all day when I showed her my tattoo.

She was the first person besides Sarah to see it.

I heard John B and Pope coming out as well as they whispered to one another. I rolled my eyes at their childlike banter.

I pinched JJ's sides, causing him to jump a bit. I pinched him again as he groaned, wrapping his arms tighter around me.

"Babe. Baby, wake up. We gotta go. We were supposed to go on the boat today." He groaned again as I lifted his forehead with the bottom of my palm.

His eyes opened slightly. The sun glaring in his eyes as I gave him a kiss on his nose.

"C'mon." I pushed him off of me as I went to crack my body.

"What?" I asked.

Everyone stared at me as I continued to crack my limbs, I always saved my neck for last.

I noticed that JJ was silent until I realized why he would be.

"Is that a tattoo on your ass?" I twist my body to see JJ touching my ass.

"You forgot to hide the tattoo!" Sarah slaps her forehead as Kie wolf whistles.

"It's a heart? That has my name on it." I hummed as he rubbed his finger lightly over the ink.

"Boys. You could look." The two boys stammer when I caught their gaze as they looked away.

I caught them glancing over JJ as I laughed.

"You're letting our friends see your ass?" I shrugged.

"Sarah and Kie, see my ass all the time. They slap it, too. " The girls also agreed.

For the rest of the day, JJ would be up my ass as he continued to stare at the tattoo.

#john b x platonic reader #sarah cameron x platonic #jj mayback imagine #jj maybank x reader #obx pogues #kie x platonic reader #pope x platonic #outerbanks imagines

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somethingswift19 · 3 months

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Your Go To Snacks

| Your go to snacks/comfort snacks

| (a/n): I am so sorry for the lack of posts this week!! Work has been crazy! And my brain short circuited I think so I'm sorry if this is dumb but I'm currently eating gas station snacks and relaxing lmao

Rafe: Sparkling razzberry water, the purple bag of Doritos, tropical skittles, chocolate ice cream

Kelce: Arizona Iced Tea, pringles, edible cookie dough

Topper: Orange soda, buffalo flavored pretzels, blue and red mixed slushies, peanut butter popcorn

JJ: Code red mountain dew, jalapeno Cheetos , cherry slushies, sour patch kids

John B: Coconut water, granola with vanilla ice cream, pretzels

Pope: Calypso lemonade, pizza flavored combos, astronaut ice cream

Kiara: Apple green smoothies, white cheddar cheezits, chocolate covered strawberries

Sarah: Iced coffee, kettle cooked potato chips, twizzlers, baby bottle pops (idk why I just know she'd love those lol)

Barry: Cherry coke slushies, hot Cheetos, trolley sour gummy worms and gummy bears

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crazy-together-cambria · 1 year

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me bc we still don’t have kiarah kook year flashbacks:

#like give them to me now #outer banks season three #outer banks #obx #obx 3 #kiara carrera is a lesbian #lesbian kie #kiara carrera #sarah cameron #kiarah #kie x sarah #sarahkie #bi sarah

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xreaderbooks · 1 year

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Paradise on Earth (17)

Chapter: 17. The Bonfire

Pair: JJ Maybank x Routledge! Reader

Word Count: 3.1k

Warnings: Language, Underage drinking, Violence and Jealousy

Summary: Pope receives new information, and the annual bonfire is a bowl of drama.

a/n: not fully proofread and a day later than promised but here it is...

Available on Wattpad and AO3

Chapter 16 - Series Masterlist - Navigation - Chapter 18

Nobody knew what to do after the explosion, it was like time had stilled, it was like a bomb went off with you and your friends hiding behind the trenches. Sarah’s wailing and sobbing, the radios police officers had carried on them had picked up on frequencies from other cops in the area. Shoupe had responded, informing them of what had just occurred then ushering you, your brother, Pope, JJ, and Kie, off the dock.

Sarah was allowed to stay, being as this was her property, her father’s property and he was dead. She stayed in Topper's arms, teary-eyed as she watched John B walk away without a word in her direction.

What could he say? What could any of you say?

I’m sorry? For her loss, probably. But none of you would truly mean it, Ward Cameron was better off dead.

None of you wanted to leave Sarah in her home alone with her brother who had attempted to murder her not 24 hours ago, but nobody dared to convince her to go with you all.

The weekend would end and you would all have to be back in school tomorrow, spending the last day fishing by the dock and contemplating the meaning of life after what you had just witnessed.

Day turned into night, JJ and Kie went to buy beer while you, Pope, and John B, lay on the HMS Pogue. The three of you stared up into the night sky in reflection. Your brother had just confessed to him and Sarah breaking up.

“I don’t get it,” John B voices after minutes of silence, “I don’t.”

“Love is five minutes of pleasure for a lifetime of pain.”

You snap your fingers at Pope’s poetic words, “Jesus if you wrote a book about heartbreak, I’d the shit out of it… Did it really only last five minutes though?”

You tried to lighten the mood a little, though clearly, those weren’t the vibes the two heartbroken boys were on. Lowkey, neither were you, but showing it would just open a can of worms (questions) that you weren’t ready to deal with.

Pope turns his head to his left, where you lay in between him and John B, “What is wrong with you?”

“What’s going on with you and Kie?” You quip, sitting up and crossing your legs with your knees outwards. You technically already knew what Kie had told you, but you wanted to hear his thoughts.

“Well, she just wants to be friends.”

“Oh, death blow,” John B exhales. “I’m sorry, man.”

“I-I didn’t even see it coming,” Pope lifted and let his hands fall onto his stomach.

You pursed your lips, not knowing what to say. Thankfully, you didn’t because the duo that left had just come back, tossing beer your way. You almost didn’t catch yours, JJ threw it at you swiftly, and you glared at him to which he ignored you.

“What are you guys doing down here?” He asked. “Having a good cry?”

“Cry?” John B and Pope ask each other, “What are you talking about? We don’t cry.”

You were about to, seeing Kie wearing JJ’s sweater, the size overwhelming her frame. You popped open the can and sipped on it.

“You know it’s not your fault right?” She asks JB with a smile.

“You think she’ll come back?”

“She’s one of us,” She inhales smoke from a joint, no doubt she and JJ already started smoking.

He smiles to himself, “Sarah’s a pogue.”

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“Y/n!”

A loud feminine voice yelled in your ear, you jolted awake, your hand swinging to hit whoever disturbed you.

“Woah, chill,” She steps back.

“What the fuck, Kiara,” You mumble into your pillow once you saw it was her.

“It’s Monday, we have school.”

You wanted to die, quickly and right now, in your sleep preferably. Your bed had never felt more comfortable, you felt like you had just closed your eyes and here this bitch was waking you from your slumber.

You physically could not open your eyes, they felt permanently shut. You felt yourself drift…

“Y/n!”

“Oh my god!” You cried out, “Okay, okay, I swear if John B and Jayj, aren’t getting the same treatment I’m suing.”

You rubbed your eyes, feeling your eyesight get better, you needed to wash your face. You changed into jeans and a grey cotton long-sleeve, the autumn air coming in, allowing you to wear your cozy clothing without dying of heatstroke.

You wobble your way to the bathroom about to open the door when it opens for you, your eyes widen before you as a familiar blond (who you still weren’t talking to) appears before you, you both switch places and you shut the door. You quickly freshened up and went back to your room, snatching up your bookbag from the floor.

“We have a geometry test in 30 minutes,” Pope informs John B, dragging him along and pulling JJ by his collar into the Twinkie.

You stayed behind, catching a ride with Kie, the both of you didn’t have a test in the morning and decided you can be late to first period and homeroom to buy some groceries.

Kie insisted she pays, she saw how empty the fridge was before she woke you up and wanted to do something about it.

“You seriously don’t have to do that,” You protest as she pulls out a credit card.

She gives you a look, “I can’t just let you guys starve, now c’mon let’s drop this off before we’re even more late.”

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After school, with a full fridge, you eat a bowl of fruit you picked out at the store as Pope explains how Mr. Sunn pulled them into his classroom and gave them Denmark Tanny’s diary.

“August 15th set sail from Port-au-prince on calm seas.” Pope Reads, “Came upon the Spanish ship San Jose on fire, the entire deck was aflame and we could hear the screams of men trapped below. The Spanish Captain cared about only one thing; his valuable cargo, the Cross of Santo Domingo, and countless bars of gold.”

“Once the cargo was on board we went to help the crew but Captain Limberey ordered us to pull bayonets and not to let any of the Spanish crew on board. He robbed them and left them to die.”

“So it didn’t go down off Bermuda,” JJ confirmed.

“And it was a Limberey, stealing shit again,” Kie scoffed.

Pope nods, “This diary proves that both the gold and the Cross of Santo Domingo were on the Royal Merchant.”

“Why didn’t we find it in the well then?” JJ asked. “If Denmark was able to get this bedazzled cross off of the Merchant to shore, why didn’t he just hide it with the gold?”

“Because it was too big,” You piece his question together. “He had to hide it someplace else, obviously.”

“But where?” John B questions.

“Right before he was hung, Denmark said he’d buried the treasure at the foot of the angel,” Pope explains.

“I thought this was about the key,” JJ looks confused.

“Right, so what’s the connection?” Kie observes.

Pope repeats the line, “‘The path to the tomb begins in the island room.’”

“But what is the island room?” She rolls her eyes.

“You know what helps me figure shit out?” JJ hops up from his place on the couch on the porch, you hold your breath for what he was about to say, knowing it could be potentially catastrophic. “Smoking beers and drinking weed, the ideas just pour out of me.”

“I don’t think we need another one of your ideas,” You look up at him from your seat.

“Not like yours are any better,” He snaps back and continues his statement. “If we just sit here and try to figure this out, we’re gonna get nowhere, but if we get creative and go to this bonfire tonight… maybe we’ll get somewhere.”

“Or, just a perfect excuse to party,” You slump in your seat.

“Well, I just got disowned by my parents and I’m an official member of the I-have-nothing-to-lose club,” Kie pipes in, meaning she’s in.

“Pope?” JJ looks to him hopefully.

He sighs, “We’re so close.”

JJ kneels down in front of Pope, “Think about how much you could think if you just gave your brain a rest.”

John B, JJ, and Kie give him looks of encouragement, you didn’t even bother, still bitter at JJ, though you were down for a party you weren’t gonna tell him that.

Pope ends up conceding, the others bursting into cheers as they make plans to pre-game. You and your friends all take shots of some cheap vodka from a corner store that you all knew didn’t ID before heading to the bonfire.

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Every year it was set in a small old abandoned amphitheater-like place, dozens of teens from all parts of the island, gathered here for a beginning of the year rager. Kind of like a last hurrah, though the last hurrah would have technically been the last one, point is- people went wild. In a good way.

Pope and Kie were in conversation, hopping out of the Twinkie, not looking back twice, you stayed with JJ and John B, thinking you and John B would at least stick together.

Of course, you were wrong, one of John B’s old hookups had been desperately begging for his attention, not even bothering to try to hide her obviousness.

JJ gave you one look before heading in another direction with a beer he was shotgunning.

You took a breath, letting the annoyance roll off you as you went in search of a drink, JJ would find a whore to fuck as John B would, Pope and Kie will go socialize and you would drink to drink yourself numb.

You bumped into a broad shoulder when trying to weave your way through people, you meant to apologize and move on but the guy who looked over his shoulder to see who had disrupted his conversation was cute. Really cute, forget about JJ for a whole night, cute.

You replaced the frown with a sheepish smile and softened your eyes to look at the boy through your lashes, “Sorry.”

“No harm done,” He turned his full attention to you. “What’s your name, Gorgeous?” His features made you want to say, ‘Whatever you want it to be’ but you held off.

“Y/n, nice to meet you…”

“James,” He hit you with a flirtatious smirk. ‘Another one whose name starts with J’ You willed away the urge your roll your eyes. The guy had dimples, and light brown eyes that weren’t usually your type but it complimented him well.

You spent a good 45 minutes talking to him, he made the conversation flow and was easy to talk to, you were surprised you hadn’t seen him around or heard about him but then again he was very much the ‘boy-next-door’ type.

He flirted like he was into you but it teetered the line of him just being a really nice dude. It frustrated you since you just wanted a good make out, have it lead to something else maybe, but you didn’t want to push and he wasn’t offering.

“I was thinking maybe a weekend when you’re not so busy with school, we could hang out?” He looked at you hopefully.

“I-”

“She can’t,” You felt the weight of JJ’s arm sling around your shoulder, pulling you into him as if you were naturally a part of him. You wriggled underneath him to get out of his hold but he didn’t budge, only pulling you tighter.

“Oh,” James' face faltered a little before brightening up again, “No worries then. It was nice talking to you, Y/n.”

It was over. He was too nice of a guy to argue with JJ who was close enough to indicate that there was something between you, even though that couldn’t be farther from the truth.

“Wait- James!” You groaned and hid your face in your hands feeling aggravated at the blond who had immediately slid his arm off your shoulders the minute the brunet was gone. You were in mourning for the sweet boy you had hoped to get to know more. “I hate you.”

“I send away one hopeless guy, and I get knocked down your list of favorite people?” JJ repeats the words you told him the other day before the big argument.

“No, you've been acting like the world’s biggest dick, that’s how you get knocked down my list.” You bump your shoulder against him as you shove past him and he walks after you. “Leave me alone.”

“No,” He persists.

“JJ, I don’t want to talk to you right now.”

“That’s fine because I wanna talk to you.”

You falter in my steps and my eyes narrow in thought, wondering what the hell was up with him and his quick change of emotions.

“I didn’t like you talking to that guy-”

“So what, you were jealous?” The nerve of this guy, “Was that what that was?”

He hesitates, “Y/n, I’m just trying to look after you.”

“I don’t need you to look out for me, JJ, Jesus!” My voice raises, “I don’t need you!”

“You almost died the other day, and I wasn’t there.”

“That’s not your fault as much as it wasn’t mine, but if you want to hide your feelings behind some bullshit, go ahead but don’t use me as an excuse. You can be Kiara’s knight in shining armor but not mine.”

“The fuck are you talking about?”

You felt the sting of tears hit the back of your eyes, this was not how tonight was supposed to go, “You and Kie. There is something there and while that’s still going on, you are not allowed to feel upset or jealous when I talk to a guy at a fucking party.”

“Y/n-”

Shouts were coming from the pit, people rushed towards the scene and you heard Sarah’s voice call out John B’s name. You sighed and looked at JJ who was already running into the mess of people.

Can there never be just one day, you glare into the dark sky. You had the keys of the Twinkie on you, John B mistakenly tossing them to you when you were all walking to the party.

You didn’t feel like dealing with whatever was going on, so while everyone was watching what you guessed was another fight, you took a therapeutic walk to the van. You started up the engine and crossed your legs on the dash of the passenger seat.

Your friends soon joined you, Kie went into the driver’s seat next to you, John B held a beer can up to his forehead on the seat behind you, Pope was across from him and JJ just walked up to the open side door.

“Well that was unexpected,” He crushes an empty can.

Kie turns her head to him with furrowed brows, “Was it?”

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It was silent around the fire at the Chateau. You all took in the night, not knowing what else to do. What was supposed to be a distraction to help you all regain mental energy, just turned out to be more chaos that needed to be quieted.

With all that happened at the party, you sat the furthest away from JJ on the other end of where he was sitting, you tiredly leaned your head on John B’s shoulder, with your marshmallow on the end of a stick, melting in the fire.

That was until he started sporadically moving trying to get a bite of Kie’s s’more and your marshmallow fell into the pit. You pursed your lips, this night couldn’t get any worse.

“I have never hated you more,” You tell John B who left his seat and crouched on the other side of you for something.

“I’m stealing your marshmallow,” Kie warned Pope who protested.

“Hand me one, please?” You reach out to grab another marshmallow she stole.

John B tapped your back and told you all to shush, “Soembody’s here.”

“You don’t think Topper would…” Kie sets her stick down. “Do you have your gun?”

The five of your turn toward the rustling coming from the trees.

“Oh, now she wants the gun,” JJ’s tone accusatory as he recalls all the times Kiara scolded JJ for having the gun.

“Oh, now you don’t have the gun?”

John B calls out to the person in the trees, and lo and behold, it’s Limberey’s manservant- Renfield.

“You have got to be kidding me,” You whisper to yourself, thinking back on how you thought the night couldn’t get any worse.

The man comes out of hiding with his hands up in surrender, “Lovely evening we’re having.”

It definitely was not a lovely evening, especially not with him here, you all knew what he was here for. John B had tricked him and his boss into thinking they had the right key, Pope’s family’s key.

“Look, I don’t hold judges with any of y’all, alright?” He stops a couple of feet away from the group. “But this can go hard, or this can go easy, you know what I’m here for. Let me give you a little demonstration, you see that swing?”

He points to the swing you used to sit on in your childhood, JJ or John B would push you on it, sometimes pushing so far you would fly off.

“I got the best bow hunters in the Army Rangers with me,” He whistles sharply and an arrow comes flying through barely passing JJ’s nose and hitting the carved tree. “Now, they're out there, they’ll stick you just as soon as I say so.”

JJ moves to swing at Renfield with a long rusty piece of metal but he all too soon whistles and another arrow lands directly next to JJ’s foot.

The realization hits everyone at the same time it seems, you look at Pope sympathetically, these guys he brought with him were clearly good. If any of you had any tricks, one of you would get shot.

“I’m not gonna give you a countdown or any bullshit like that, I’m just gonna whistle.” He stood in front of Pope, tension was heavy as he held eye contact with Pope.

Your friend looked pained as he dug into the pocket of his shorts and brought out the key with the red string, “This key belongs to my family.”

“I’m losing patience with you, Pope,” Renfield brings his fingers to his lips as a threat.

Slowly, Pope hands it to the man.

“You did the right thing kid, knowing when you don't have a choice is an underappreciated talent,” he waves the key in front of Pope. “You be safe.”

You felt like you could finally breathe with him several paces away from you all now, but Pope looked like he was about to cry and you went after him as he stormed off.

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Chapter 18

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just surviving (alternative ending to just a bet) ⟶ jj maybank x fem!reader

REQUEST: "i’ve never requested before so I have no idea what i’m doing but if it isn’t a bother could you write an alternative ending to just a bet where reader lives and they explain things she doesn’t have to forgive them but i would love it. sorry for annoying you i’ll get out of your hair now"

A/N: ofc, anon! thank you for the request, hun :)

SUMMARY: alternative ending to "just a bet" where y/n l/n survives the car accident and has to face the pogues again.

GENRE: angst, fluff, mentions of car accident, swearing, mentions of drinking, mentions of drugs (hospital)

WORD COUNT: 2.2k

(fem = female reader) not edited!!

GIF by stellena

lower case intended

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flashback:

JJ groans loudly as his phone buzzes for the 30th time beside his head. he picks it up, muttering a sleepy hello into the microphone before y/n’s mother’s voice echoes through. “jj?” she sobs, “jj? are you awake? i need you and the rest of you to come to the hospital. there’s been an accident.”

john b speeds to the hospital, as kie and pope try to calm jj down in the back seat.

“jj, she’s going to be okay.” kie states repeatedly as jj grips his hands in his hair.

“if i stopped her from leaving she wouldn’t be hurt right now.” no one says anything as they’re full of guilt from the night before.

“why did you guys do it?” sarah asks from the passenger seat, “why did you get have to bet on her? she thinks you guys don’t love her. that all of it was fake. why would you do that to her? especially a girl like her.”

“i never meant to hurt her. it’s the last thing i wanted to do. i love her. even if she thinks i don’t.” jj mumbles quickly as tears brim his eyes. he rests his forehead on his knees, closing his eyes and waiting til they arrive at the hospital.

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“JJ!” y/n’s mother chokes out, noticing the group arrive into the waiting room. jj rushes over to the older women and hugs her, listening to the woman break beneath him.

“mrs. y/l/n, what happened? is she okay??” he asks as y/n’s father slowly hugs each of the pogues one by one. mrs. y/l/n lets out a racked sob, gripping onto jj’s torso.

mr. y/l/n lets out a shaky breath, placing his hand on jj's shoulder and giving it a tight squeeze. the pogues stare in silence, quietly gasping, kie on the verge of a panic attack and sarah crying.

"she's okay," he breathes, removing his hand from jj's shoulder and pulling his wife into his embrace, "she needed emergency surgery. there was some complications but she survived them and is slowly healing. she's asleep right now but she's allowed visitors."

the pogues release the breath they were holding in. sarah and kie hug each other while crying and jj silently sobs into his palm, turning around and facing john b. john b wraps his arms around him while pope pats his back, wiping his tears away.

"can we go see her?" kie sniffles, wiping her eyes. mr and mrs. y/l/n nod, smiling softly at the group. "just try to not be too loud. she hasn't woken up yet and if she does she might be confused and panic." the group nods in understanding and y/n's parents lead them to her room.

jj steps in first his heart breaking at the sight of her. she has an incubation tube down her throat with cuts and bruises all over her face. her hair is slightly matted from nobody brushing it. he quickly walks over to her side and gently grasps her hand, sobbing into her knuckles.

"i'm so sorry, baby. i'm so fucking sorry." he whispers while everyone slowly makes their way to her bedside, sitting in the chairs or leaning against the wall. kie stands beside jj, rubbing his back as he cries.

"is she going to ever wake up?" sarah mumbles, looking towards john b with tears brimming her eyes.

"i hope so. i really do." he whispers, pushing himself off the wall and pulling her into his chest, kissing her forehead.

"she's going to hate us. she's never going to forgive us, is she?" pope asks, observing y/n's broken body. no one answers, they turn their attention to y/n and stand in silence, the only thing heard in the room is jj's silent sobs, the machines, and her faint breathing.

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IT has been a week since the accident. y/n was slowly getting better and starting to breathe on her on without the intubation tube. her wounds were still healing and the pogues were by her side for all of it. she still hasn't woken up, and it scares jj. what if you never wake up? what if you get better but not fully better to where you wake up?

"good morning, guys." y/n's mom smiles as she walks in with a couple boxes of donuts and some coffee's. everyone smiles at her and holds out their hands for the coffee that she's handing out.

"i got everyone donuts, that way you all have something decent in your stomachs!" she states, setting the boxes down on the table in front of y/n's bed.

"thank you, mrs. y/l/n." kie smiles, side hugging the older women.

"oh please, dear, call me kay. you're making me feel old." she jokes, sipping her hot coffee and sitting in the chair on the other side of y/n's bed.

everyone continues on with small chitchat, talking about random things. they start to talk about the good memories they have with you, when they hear a slight mumble come from y/n's mouth. everyone shuts up and stares at you intently.

"is.. is that fresh coffee?" y/n whispers, not opening her eyes fully. everyone quietly cheers. jj grips her hand, planting kisses on it while y/n's mother stands up and rubs y/n's head.

"hi, sweetheart," she happily cries, placing a wet kiss on her forehead, "do you know where you are?" y/n opens her eyes and looks around, not really recognizing everyone around her.

"no, what happened? all i remember is crying and driving and then i don't remember anything else.." y/n whispers, her voice cracking from the dryness. jj hands her a cup of ice water from her bedside. she sips and looks up, staring at jj, her eyes full of exhaustion and sadness.

"hi, sunshine." jj whispers, setting the cup back down and turning his attention back to her.

"hi, jj." she mutters slightly, turning her head back to her mother. jj's heart breaks a little. but what did he expect? he broke her heart right before this. it wasn't going to change anything. just the fact that she almost died because of what they did to her.

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JJ rushes out of the room, the pogues following behind him, along with y/n's mother.

"jj, honey," she calls out, speed walking towards the blonde, "can i talk to you, honey?" he nods and follows mrs. y/l/n out to the hospital lobby.

"what happened?" she asks, watching jj pace around and cry.

"she hates me. she hates all of us. she got into the accident because of us." he sobs, gripping his hair and slide down the wall.

"woah, woah, woah. slow down, sweetheart. start from the beginning. no judgement. no anger." she states calmly, squatting down infront of jj.

"a little over a year ago, we didn't see y/n for who she truly was. we saw her as a kook. and with the whole pogue versus kook thing, we didn't really care to get to know her. we assumed she was this snobby rich girl. previously, a kook pretended to be interested in pope. and then, they were hanging out, and pope got jumped by the girls boyfriend and his friends. because of that, we didn't care if kooks got hurt. so one day, we saw y/n on the beach after we got done surfing, and john b dared me to ask her out as a joke. so, i did. and after a couple months of getting to know her, i fell in love with her and so did everyone else. they loved her. they realized that she wasn't this snobby rich kook. she was a beautiful girl with a heart of gold. so we all vowed to never tell her because it would ruin her and we couldn't lose her. somehow, i'm assuming someone heard us talking about it and told rafe, sarah's brother. sarah didn't know any of this was happening. rafe told y/n, not in an attempt to be nice, but in attempt to fuck with us pogues. y/n confronted us, wouldn't let us explain and left during the storm after we begged her not to. then i got the call from you about the accident."

y/n's mother stares at jj and sighs. she rubs her temples and looks back at jj.

"i'm sorry. i'm so sorry." jj whispers as tears slide down his cheeks.

"don't apologize to me, jj. you guys need to talk to her. you need to explain everything to her. i'm not promising she will forgive you. but at least she knows the full story. i know deep down that girl loves you all with her entire heart. especially you, jj. she was the happiest girl when she was with you. i am disappointed but i'm not surprised. this whole pogue versus kooks has been going on for decades, and i remember doing things as a kook that i regret. it controlled my life, my habits. it ruined everything. so i can see where you're coming from, but she is my daughter. but i forgive you. and you need to go in there with hope that she will forgive you. because you all need each other." she finishes, squeezing jj's shoulder and pulling him into a hug.

jj nods and stands up, following y/n's mom in and motioning for all the pogue to follow from down the hall.

"y/n," her mother starts, sitting down beside her and grasping her hand in hers, "i know you're mad at them. but you need to let them at least explain their story. jj told me everything. so i know what happened and i can understand both sides, honey. but you need to at least listen to their apology." y/n nods, and gulps, watching the pogues. jj begins to tell the story.

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"AND that's what happened. we regret everything. we regret how we thought about you, because, y/n, we love you. there is nothing in the world to describe or show how much we love you and care for you. we're sorry for ever making the bet, but at the same time, i know this is so weird and wrong to say, i'm kind of thankful. otherwise, we would've never met you. the real you," jj states, "y/n. i'm sorry. i love you."

y/n nods, her lips in a thin line, "thank you for the apology. but i can't immediately forgive you guys. i need time. time to heal physically, mentally, and emotionally."

"we understand. we're sorry." pope frowns, as everyone gets up to leave. y/n's mother follows them out.

"i will text you all updates about her health since she doesn't really want to see you guys right now. try to get some rest, okay? you all look like you need it." she smiles softly, giving everyone a hug and heading back towards the room.

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IT has been 3 weeks since any of the pogues have heard from or seen y/n. her mother had kept her promised and updated them all. y/n was released about 2 weeks ago and was back home. none of the pogues called or texted y/n because they knew it would worsen things, since she stated she needed time.

it was now wednesday, the pogues just got back from their boat ride and they were all heading inside to cool down after being out in the hot sun all day. they're sitting there, drinking beers and laughing, having somewhat of a good time. jj's phone vibrates in his pocket. he pulls it out and sees a text.

sunshine: come out back. dont tell anyone im here.

jj stands up and makes a lame excuse, rushing outside towards the back of the chateau and see's y/n standing there, observing the trees and kicking the stones around the fire place.

"y/n?" jj whispers, catching the girls attention. she turns around, and jj feels like his lungs were squeezed. she healed up. there were no more bruises or cuts. a couple scars, but nothing too noticeable.

"hi, jj. can we talk?" she asks quietly, crossing her arms over her chest. he nods and sits down beside her.

"i know you guys are sorry. i really do. but there's still apart of me that doesn't trust you guys like i used to. it still hurts," she lets out and jj looks down, tears slightly brimming his eyes, "but i miss you guys. i miss you. no matter how much i want to hate you guys, i can't. i love you all. and jj, i love you. no matter what you did, i can't hate you. i'm just not capable of it because i'm so fucking in love with you. so i forgive you, and i want to come back to you guys. but i'm just warning you that i need time to gain my trust back with you guys." jj looks up, wide eyed.

"i don't know what to say." he rambles, his heart racing. she rolls her eyes and smiles, "oh just kiss me, you idiot." within seconds, jj's lips are on hers with his hands on her hips, hers around his neck, pulling him in closer. she pulls away as she hears gasps come from behind them.

"y/n??" everyone yells, smiles on their faces. "hi, guys!" she smiles brightly, holding her arms out for a hug from everyone of them, her heart finally warm. her family was back. and all of them couldn't be happier.

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