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drudyslut · 4 months

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— warnings: smut! 18+ mean!john b, bimbo!reader, degrading, oral (m receiving), slight choking, fingering, hair pulling.

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❥ john b snaps at bimbo!gf!reader

“he’s my best friend, y/n! and you don’t expect me to get upset that you were flirting with him?”

you sink down into the couch further, fighting the tears that pricked at your eyes. you’d never seen john b. so upset before. you didn’t mean to make him so mad. you only flirted with jj because you’d saw him talking to sarah cameron. his ex girlfriend. it set you off, so naturally, you wanted to hit him where it hurt. flirting with jj.

“i-i didn’t mean to make you so mad, baby.. it-it was innocent. i-i was just upset that you were talking to sarah, i’m- i’m sorry” you choked out, finally letting your hot tears fall down your face.

“maybe don’t be such a slut! have you ever thought of that? hmm? sarah means nothing to me!”

you stand from your spot on the couch, taking a step toward john b and smacking his chest. “and jj means nothing to me!”

you turn quickly on your heels and storm off to the bedroom, slamming the door behind you and throwing yourself onto the bed, burying your face in the pillows as you screamed out in frustration.

the sound of the bedroom door pushing open makes you lift your head, turning slowly to see john b standing in the doorway, slight regret filling his eyes.

“i’m sorry baby. i didn’t mean to upset you. i just- i’m so used to everyone choosing jj, that seeing you flirt with him set me off”

you sit yourself up in the bed, crossing your legs as you look into his beautiful brown eyes.

“i wouldn’t ever choose jj. i want you. only you.”

john b sighs, running a hand through his messy brown hair. he takes two long strides towards you, pushing your back into the mattress as he crawls on top of you, his arms caging you into the bed.

he leans down, his lips softly ghosting over the shell of your ear, the feel of his breath on your skin as he whispers sending a shiver through your body. “i know that. let me make it up to you”

you suck in a shaky breath, wrapping your arms around his neck, smashing your lips with his in seconds.

he kisses you back, his lips consuming yours like he was a man that was touch starved. he slips his tongue into your mouth, dominating yours instantly, pulling a string of whines and moans from you.

“you’re so pretty when you’re like this. all whiny and hot, and i haven’t even touched you yet” he rasps, placing one hand around your throat and squeezing at it softly.

you bring your bottom lip between your teeth, eyes stuck on his darkened over, lust filled ones. you loved and hated when john b was mad, you loved it because he always made up for it in the dirtiest ways possible, but you hated it because, honestly, john b was sort of scary when he was angry.

“gonna make you remember who you belong to, you want that? want me to show you that you’re mine?”

you nod your head slowly, the grip he had on your throat tightening as you moved your head.

“words. you know i don’t like silent responses baby girl”

“y-yes. want you”

he releases the grip he has on your throat, pulling his shirt over his head and tossing it onto the floor, leaving his tanned, muscular body on display for you.

you sit yourself up, reaching for the zipper on his shorts and pulling it down with haste. you help him slide his shorts down his legs, leaving him in nothing but his tight boxers, his already hardened cock pressing tightly against the fabric.

you reach your hand out, palming him through his boxers, making him growl from the contact.

“my girls a needy little thing isn’t she? good thing i’m in a giving mood tonight” john b says, his tone slightly mocking at your need for him.

“s-so needy. please, let me suck your cock” you beg, fingers playing with the waistband of his boxers, lightly tugging at them.

“don’t worry baby, you will”

john b pushes his boxers down his legs, lifting himself off the bed to remove them completely and tossing them onto the bedroom floor. you swipe your tongue across your bottom lip, mouth salivating at the sight of his thick, veiny cock in front of you.

you eagerly reach your hands out, gripping at him lightly, stroking your hand softly up and down his length, pulling a low groan from his lips.

his fingers grip the back of your head, pulling at your hair as he pushes your face down. “suck. now” he demands.

you smirk up at him, licking a hot stripe up the bottom of his shaft and placing a sweet kiss to his swollen head. he bucks his hips forward, fingers tightly gripping at your hair.

you push the head of his cock into your mouth, swirling your tongue around it, the taste of the precum that’s leaked from the tip making you hum in appreciation.

“s-stop—fuck— stop fuckin’ teasing. you know i don’t like games, baby”

you place both hands on his thighs, steadying yourself before pushing him fully into your mouth, gagging slightly when the head hits the back of your throat. you begin slowly bobbing your head up and down his length, drool running down the sides of your mouth as you work his length.

john b groans, using the grip he has on your head to push himself farther into your mouth, thrusting his hips forward to fuck himself into your throat.

“s-so fuckin’ good. such a sweet dumb cock whore, takin’ me so good”

john b’s words have you squeezing your thighs together, your arousal beginning to pool between your legs. you lower one of your hands, fingers finding your clit and rubbing slow circles around it, trying to relieve some of the pressure you felt.

john b pushes you of him, your back hitting the mattress with a soft thud.

you gasp when you feel john b’s large hands on your inner thighs, prying them open quickly and running his thick fingers through your slick folds.

“john b. please” you breathe out, bucking your hips forward.

your mind was hazy, craving the feel of him stretching you, pushing you to see stars.

he continues the teasing motions with his fingers, coating his fingers with your arousal.

you open your mouth to speak but the words die on your tongue when he shoves two fingers inside you, curling them slightly and hitting your g-spot repeatedly.

“shiiit, john b, need more” you whine, fingers fisting into the bed sheets, toes curling from the pleasure building inside you.

he harshly thrusts his fingers in and out of your soaked cunt, his free hand gripping at your throat lightly. “so fuckin’ needy, so whiny. just let me take care of you, okay?”

you squeeze your eyes shut, nodding your head. john b picks up the pace of his fingers, pushing them in and out of you harshly, the band in your belly tightening as your first release of the night threatened to wash over you.

“s’close john b, p-please”

“cum for me. let it all out baby girl”

a few more harsh thrusts from his fingers and your release was washing over you in toe curling euphoria.

“fu-fuck”

john b helps you ride out your high, pushing his fingers in and out of you slowly as you came down. you go limp below him as he slowly pulls his fingers from you, making you wince at the empty feeling.

“you did so good baby. so so good for me”

you lift up on your elbows, chest heaving up and down as you try and steady your breathing back to a normal rhythm.

“i love you, jb. only you”

he leans down and presses a soft kiss to your lips, giving you a small smile as he pulls you down to lay beside him, wrapping his arms tightly around your waist.

“i know. and i love you. just, no more flirting with jj, got it?”

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apollos-calliope · 27 days

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@princessbrunette ‘s puppy!reader has my brain on overdrive 24/7 constantly always gnawing at the bars of my cage bouncing on the balls of my feet with my hands behind my back that’s all

#puppy!reader #jj maybank #obx john b #john b x reader #jj x reader #rafe cameron x reader #obx fic #cal’s favorite fics

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bunnycvnts · 1 month

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Request for John b: reader finds out she is pregnant and is scared to tell John b because they are still teenagers.

pairing: john b x reader

warnings: teen pregnancy. one mention of throwing up. i think that’s it.

tears filled your eyes and your hands shook, the positive pregnancy test trembling in your tight grip. you couldn’t believe it, you’d done everything imaginable to practice safe sex. from condoms, birth control, and even a few plan b’s. the bathroom felt colder than it had three minutes ago, and goosebumps rose on your smooth skin.

standing in the mirror, you pushed your belly out, trying to imagine what it’d look like when it was swollen—you and john b’s child growing inside you. you loved him, truly, but you guys weren’t ready for a child. hell, you were still children yourselves. both sixteen and living life carefree, only focused on getting the gold, careers and education be damned.

you wiped at your eyes and cheeks, trying to clean them from the spilled tears, and called the only person you could think of. pope.

pope was your best friend, having grown up next door to each other and being in various classes together throughout your educational lives. his family was yours, and vice versa. he even introduced you to john b. the rest was kind of history.

when pope arrived, slightly panicked from your cryptic call, he found you still sitting on the bathroom floor, your back leaning onto the cold tub. his eyes shot around the room, trying to make sense of your watery eyes and distressed breathing. it didn’t take long for him to narrow in on the small test lying on the sink. you watched as he surveyed the situation, and knew when his eyes practically popped out of his skull that he had noticed it.

“pope, what do i do?” your tone was meek, like a small child who was scared to get yelled at.

pope’s mouth opened and shut, searching for the right words.

“you have to tell him.”

this only made you sob harder. you were horrified of telling john b. he was so close to finding the gold, and you didn’t want to ruin that for him. he was more and more hopeful every day, and you just knew that he’d be disappointed in what was now forming inside your womb.

pope sank against the tub, wrapping his arm around your shoulders to pull you into his side.

“hey, it’s gonna be fine, we’ll figure this out. we always do. i mean, a baby isn’t ideal but statistically, it was probably bound to happen. teen pregnancy is far more common than you think.” pope rambling off statistics made you let out a small chuckle, which prompted a smile from the boy.

“i promise, we got this. the first step is telling him.”

you nodded at your best friend, his figure bleary from your watery eyes, but you knew his gaze held nothing but kindness. you talked for the next hour, going over possible scenarios of telling john b, both of you still lying against the uncomfortable bend of the tub.

by the next day, you were ready to tell john b. you’d driven to the chateau, making sure he’d be home beforehand, and that jj or any other pogues were long gone. when you raised your fist to knock on the wooden door, he surprised you by swinging it open before your knuckles made contact.

“are you like … breaking up with me?” a frown sat on your boyfriends lips, hesitation clear in his eyes. a small gasp left your mouth, and you shook your head ‘no’. you pushed past him, dragging him inside the home, and sat on the couch while he sat next to you, a larger distance than normal placed between you.

“i have to tell you something, and you have to promise you won’t freak out or end things or whatever. okay?” your hands shook nervously as you picked at your cuticles, which were now torn apart from the anxiety consuming you the night before.

“i promise. just tell me.” john b was on the edge of his seat, and worry laced his tone. he had no clue what his girlfriend was about to tell him, but her words scared him slightly.

“so, i don’t know what happened, or why it happened. i don’t know, john b. but i started getting sick like a week ago, and im so tired lately. then, i missed my period. and, well, i got worried and took a test and im pregnant.” tears filled your eyes, and you chewed on your lower lip harshly, scared to meet his eyes as he let the information sink in. after lingering silence, you looked up at him and were surprised to find him grinning at the floor. you sat in the quiet for a bit longer before he decided to speak.

“so, i’m gonna be a dad?” you could hear the excitement in his voice, furrowing your eyebrows at him. you nodded lightly, overall confused by his reaction. you’d thought he’d cry, vomit or even throw something, but grinning? that was never on your list.

your thoughts were cut off by john b picking you up and swinging you around, laughing excitedly.

“baby, we’re gonna be parents! little pogues running around ‘n shit! jayj is gonna fuckin’ flip!” his laughter echoed in your eyes and you cried harder, laughing softly as he spun you around. he stopped abruptly and grabbed your cheeks to hold them in both of his large hands, the size of which encompassed the entire sides of your face.

“no, what? what’s wrong, love? why are you crying?” his thumbs reached out to wipe away your fallen tears. your bottom lip trembled when you went to speak.

“i just..i was so scared of how you’d react. i never imagined you’d be happy about it.”

john b’s face softened at your words, and he pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead.

“how could i be anything but excited when finding out the love of my life is literally walking around with a piece of us forming inside her.”

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a-aexotic · 1 year

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hey so i was wondering if you could do like an angsty fic about john bs sister aka the reader dsting rafe, and then one day she gets into a fight with rafe and he won’t let her leave his house, like keeps her in his room or something. and john b finds out and him and jj help get her out and rafe finds out and is pissed sorry if this is a lot!

pairing. platonic!jj maybank, platonic!brother!john b routledge x fem!reader x rafe cameron requested? yes no

warnings. mentions of getting high/drink, an arugement, description of a fight but pretty much angst to fluff!

summary. when rafe gets high, he gets paranoid about y/n's friendship with barry's friend and traps you in his room. john b and jj come to the rescue.

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You had no idea how you ended up in this mess with Rafe. It started off with a smoke with his friends at the beach and now, it's escalated to Rafe and you arguing in his room.

You were usually the responsible one, always making sure everything is in order and everyone's fine, so how did you end up in this mess? John B was going to kill you when he finds out.

"Rafe, it was nothing, seriously!" You were angry at that point, the entire drive to his house had been him just screaming at you incoherently about cheating?

Rafe was shaking at that point, his eyes were red and you could tell he wasn't sober. That's something you will never learn to love about Rafe; his awful addiction to anything and everything unhealthy.

"I-I saw you Y/N!" He trembled angrily as he pointed an accusatory finger in your face. "With Barry's tall friend, I saw you! You and him obviously knew each oth-"

"From Chemistry, Rafe! We had Honors Chemistry sophomore year, I told you!" You explained but Rafe was just shaking his head.

"I thought you loved me."

You shook your head as you walked towards him, tears brimming in your eyes. "I do."

"Then why did you cheat?" His voice broke. That's when you realized that Rafe wasn't acting; he truly felt like you had cheated.

"I didn't Rafe, you did too many lines and now you're acting all crazy." You tried to explain and Rafe had turned almost immediately when he heard you say the word "crazy."

"Oh, I'm crazy?! Really?" He screamed. You jumped at the sudden yelling and you sat back in the chair as tears started falling from your eyes. He walked away towards the door.

"I'm not letting you out until you apologize." He walked out and closed the door, locking it. You thought he was joking until you had gotten up and tried to open the door.

"Rafe!" You screamed. "Let me out, Rafe! Seriously, this isn't funny! Come on, Rafe!"

After about 10 minutes of being in that room, you were tired. You didn't know how this would end. No one was home; not even Wheezie, she was at a sleepover so you were stuck until Rafe's manic had calmed down. You wanted to call someone but you left your purse in Rafe's car.

You thought you were done for until you heard a van pull up. You looked outside to see the Twinkie and you let out a breath of relief - John B was going to help you get out. Until you realized that Rafe was still home and John B was most likely very angry.

"Shit," you mumbled to yourself.

You saw JJ and John B exit the car and you didn't know how to prevent all of them from getting hurt; you would usually just make sure that all of them weren't near each other or draw the other one away, but how could you do that if you were locked in a room.

You then heard some banging at the door. You prayed to every higher power you knew to make sure all three of them don't get too seriously hurt. You didn't want to spend the rest of this godforsaken night in the ER.

You couldn't really make out anything they were saying downstairs but they were shouting. Then you heard one loud crash and some running upstairs.

You heard the door unlock and your heart jumped. The door revealed JJ and a very angry John B.

"What the hell, Y/N!" John B shouted as he sighed disappointedly. "Stay away from Rafe, I said. He's crazy, I said. He's an actual psychopath who will hurt you, I said. And what did you do-"

Before he could continue, you went up to John B and embraced him tightly. You were crying into his shirt; the fact that you weren't completely sober didn't help either. John B was shocked. He'd never seen you cry so hard in your life. You were usually the one to be the rock.

He held you tightly, putting his head on top of yours as JJ watched sympathetically.

"I love him, John B." You managed to choke out. "I swear, it's just when he's high."

JJ shook his head. "Y/N, he's just not a good guy."

You pulled away from John B, wiping your tears. "What'd you guys do?"

"Just gave him a good punch. He's passed out." JJ responded as Joh B nodded. "Let's get out of here before the beast awakens."

John B hit his arm as warning before getting a small, "Too soon, sorry."

John B put his arm around your shoulders comfortingly as you guys walked to the Twinkie. The drive home was pretty quiet but you got some answers.

John B was calling you and you hadn't answered but that wasn't like you at all and he knew something was wrong. He called it 'brother intuition.'

You didn't care what it was, you were just grateful they came and helped you. You were grateful to have such good friends.

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maybnksdoll · 19 days

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beach days w john b!

sorry for the late response anon ToT

beach days with john b ♡

beachs would be his favorite place to have dates with you

he loves to have matching swimsuits with you, like the same colors and patters

lets you braid his hair when he's going into the water

has a cd or cassette with your favorite songs in it to play it on the twinkie

the sand volleyball match is one of the funniest part of the day!!

gifts you a surf table with your favorite color/s so you two can surf together

reminds you to put sunscreen and helps you with it (like he puts in in your back so gently and soft omfggffjebsn)

teases you while you get your tan. like he would say random things (i mean SUPER random things) or callimg you

buys you a lot of tropical colorful drinks

when hes done of surfing or playing of wathever he was doing he would lie on your belly and mumble that he just needs his pretty gf

he would make the golden hour so special, like he would be kissing u so softly and slowly and the sun hiding in the sea would be a super pretty memory

at night, his suprise plan would be camping on the twinkie, like a little pyjama party !!

would tell you to wash his hair and back cuz theyre all full of spiky sand

and then he just lets you make him a skincare routine

finally, he would sleep like a puppy, like hugging you (hes the big spoon obviously) with his hair all messed up (i think he would be sleeping while touching slowly your waist or shoulder, like he has been doing it all night so he fell asleep doing it lol)

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realwardcameron · 15 days

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Which one of y’all lucky little ladies wants to be the next thing I strum

#obx fic #big bootie #guitar #obx roleplay #rafe obx #obx john b #obx cast #ward cameron

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poge-life · 1 year

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Chase just got the crap kicked out of him on like the span of 30 minutes 😭

#outer banks #outer banks season three #obx3 #chase stokes imagines #chase stokes #john b obx #john b imagines #John b #john booker routledge #obx john b

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sunnyie-eve · 1 year

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Outer Banks Masterlist

❃Never Leave You

Paring: (JJ Maybank x OFC! Rafe Cameron x OFC!)

Summary: Four years ago Callie was forced to move away from where she grew up, on the poor side of Outer Banks, The Cut. When she finally moves back she didn't expect what was coming just because of a silly treasure hunt with friends.

Characters

{ As a welcome back | Getting In Trouble | Redfield | Macking Each | Other | Deny Deny Deny | Gold Bars | Bruises | That's a Lot | Won't Tell a Soul | Not Forgiving | Alive | Homecoming | Need You | Trust | The Angel | Kidnapped | For Saving a Life | Teamwork | Need Time | A Fake | Life Sucks | Stubborn | Making it Harder | Kitty Hawk | 500-year-old mystery }

❃ At Home

Paring: (JJ Maybank x OFC Cameron Twin!)

Summary: The Cameron twins were so opposite yet so alike at the same time. For starters, they caught Pogues eyes.

{ Kooks | Pogues |

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noahmars · 2 years

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JJ: Hey, Bree. Why did the chicken cross the road? John B: To get to the other side? JJ: You were supposed to say “I dunno, why?“ John B: Uh... fine. I don’t know. Why did it cross the road? JJ: To get to the idiot’s house. John B: ...Ok? Y/N: Hey, Bree. Knock knock. John: No. JJ: You were supposed to say “who’s there?” John B: Fine... let’s get this over with. Who’s there? Y/N: The chicken. John B: JJ: Y/N: John B: Listen here you little shits-

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allfavz · 1 year

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obx cast headers like/reblog if you save

credits @aIfasquad on twitter

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sehnsuchts-trunken · 2 years

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Ooh okay, so how about “You’d better not tell your family I said fuck. I’d get in so much fucking trouble. Oh, shit" with John B? I can totally imagine him trying to keep his manners around your family but then royally screwing up lmao

yes yes yes yes I'm in physics class rn but who cares this is better

also this is a little bit shorter but I think it's pretty sweet so

"Fuck!", you heard JB curse, and as you stuck your head into the room, you could see him standing over a broken plate, food splattered across the ground.

"You alright?", you asked, making him look up. "Never heard you curse like that."

He looked lost. Like a puppy that had been tied to a pillar and told to wait for its owner to get back from the shop. He actually looked exactly like that when he shook his hair and ran a hand through it after and glanced at you.

"Yeah-", he started, then seemed to wake up from his shock. "You heard that? You better not tell your family I said fuck. I'd get in so much fucking trouble- Shit, no, wait, not shit, not fuck, just..."

Raising an eyebrow, you leaned against the doorframe. "Had a rough day?"

He nodded begrudgingly.

"Come here", you said and opened your arms, beckoning him to hug you, waiting until he did to speak again. "You know, I don't tell my parents everything. And a little cursing never hurt anybody."

#john b #obx john b #john b routledge #john b routledge x reader #outer banks john b #outer banks #obx #john b x reader

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a-aexotic · 1 year

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hii i feel like john b doesn't get nearly enough fics and i <3 your writing so could i request a fic where he's having a rough day so he comes over and reader does her whole nighttime routine w him to help de-stress? 💗💗

ren's notes ! yes i totally agree, john b is so overhated for what

pairing. john b x fem!reader

warnings. literally nothing except fluff and ward being ward

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Today was not John B's day.

He woke up in a shitty mood and everything else just went along with that. He burnt his pancakes, he forgot to pay the water bill so he was stuck with cold water as a shower. He forgot to do laundry so he had to wear his dirty clothes. And the Camerons were being more asshole-ish than usual.

He just wanted to go home and eat, relaxing while watching a TV show. So why did Ward make him clean the yacht for the second time this week?

He texted you throughout working and you felt really bad. You wanted to do something that would cheer him up.

He heard a ding and pulled out his phone.

Y/N:) 💋☀️ oh, im sorry to hear that baby:/

Y/N:) 💋☀️ do u wanna come over and watch something?<3 maybe that'll help

Y/N:) 💋☀️ i love u jb:)

He smiled at your texts as he sent a quick text back, not wanting to hear another lecture about phones from Ward again.

JB 😎 No worries babe 😘💕 I love u too

JB 😎 That sounds like heaven 😫 Be there at 6 x

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Work couldn't have even sooner for John B. He was so excited to go see you; he's felt like it's been weeks even though in reality, it's only been maybe a day. Today just felt so long but he knew that one kiss from you, and all that stress would go away.

He pulled up to your house and quickly got out. He was prepared to spend the entire night with you, sleeping in your arms so that all his stress would melt away.

He knocked at the door and your mother answered, letting him know you had just got down with your shower and that you were upstairs. She also reminded John B to knock before going in.

As he was told, he knocked before going in.

"Mom, I'll be down in a minute, let me finish my skincare."

"It's not mom, It's John B."

You quickly jumped out of your chair and ran to the door, opening it and embracing John B. He smiled at your enthusiasm.

"Oh, John B. I missed you."

He leaned into you, sighing in content. "Me, too, baby. Me, too."

"I was just going to finish my skincare and we can go get some popcorn and eat, okay?"

"Um, actually. I think after the day I've had, I need a mask."

You smiled at your boyfriend. Your glad your skincare is rubbing off on him because you wanted him to relax (you also didn't want him to age badly). "Of course, baby! Just uh, go take a quick shower and we can get started!"

He didn't even have the energy to be offended at your underlining comment so he just nodded and went into your bathroom, closing the door.

As he showered, you got the candy and popcorn ready. He got out and he sighed in relaxation. He then looked at the bowl next to your bed to find his favorite candy. "Ooo."

He took a handful before you came in with a huge grin on your face. "Okay, we have either a peach collagen mask or a vitamin d matcha mask."

He laughed immaturely at the mention of D. "Vitamin D, of course."

You rolled your eyes playfully as you put down the other mask, opening the vitamin d sheet mask. "Did you wash your face?" You asked before putting it on.

"Yes."

"With my CeraVe cleanser?"

He nodded and sighed as if that was the most obvious thing in the world. But if you asked him that a few months ago, he would've asked who CeraVe was and what a cleanser is. You're glad you've taught him well.

You smiled at that, nodding. "Good."

You put on the mask and John B felt his muscles relaxing from your soft touch, and the gentleness of the sheet mask on his face. "This feels so nice. I can't remember a time when I didn't use masks."

"Mhm, I bet your skin feels the same."

He sighed contently as you fully adjusted the mask to his face. You walked away towards your mini-fridge to get a Jade roller. You went back to John B and started massaging his face with it.

"Wow, this feels nice. Is how the rich feel?" John B commented as you laughed.

You kept massaging for a few minutes before stopping, making John B groan. You rolled your eyes.

"My arms hurt, John B, I can't do this until it dries."

He sighed and nodded, "Okay fine."

John B then went to go sit on your bed and turn on the TV as you put your mask on. John B then went to the bedside table and grabbed the popcorn, eating it happily.

You smiled at your boyfriend. You're glad that he feels better now. You got into the bed too, taking some of the popcorn and eating it.

"Okay, babe. It's your pick, what're we watching?"

"21 Jump Street."

You sighed. "... Again?"

"Oh shush, I know you love staring at Channing Tatum."

You rolled your eyes playfully, knowing it was true.

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friendlyneighborhoodcapricorn · 2 years

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John B x reader

A/N: we’ve been getting really nice, warm weather lately, which is lovely except it’s also giving me headaches. So enjoy this product of my suffering lmao

Warnings: mentions of headaches, but otherwise very fluffy

Top three reasons why living in the Outer Banks sucked: mosquitoes, Kooks, and the pressing heat when thunderstorms were imminent but not yet there.

“Can it just start raining already?” you groaned, burrowing deeper into the hammock.

You had been inside, enjoying the tepid air the fan blew at you… until the fan broke. So you’d grudgingly moved outside, where there was the slightest of breezes coming in from the sea. It did little to relieve you of the sweltering warmth that cling to your skin no matter how you turned, but it was better than nothing.

“Maybe you should go back inside,” John B suggested. He was sitting on the ground, right next to the hammock. “We can open the windows to let the breeze in.”

Sluggishly, you dropped your hand down to card your fingers through his hair. “It’s warmer in there than it is out here.”

He caught your hand, tilting his head to press a kiss to your palm. “With any luck, JJ will be back with the Tylenol soon. Is it still as bad?”

You shook your head, immediately regretting that decision when it started throbbing even worse. “It’s not bad, it’s just- it’s bad enough to be uncomfortable, but not actually bad.”

“I could go grab a beer from the fridge.”

“JB, I love you, but I doubt a hangover is going to make this any better.”

You could almost hear him roll his eyes. “No, I meant you could hold it to your head. Maybe the coldness will help.”

“I’m just teasing you,” you muttered, lightly squeezing his hand. “That’s sweet, but it’s okay.”

John B was silent for a while. “It’s not, though. You’re in pain and there’s nothing I can do.”

You sat up properly so you could look at him. Something rumbled in the distance; thunder, or maybe a motorcycle.

“It’s just a headache,” you said. “I’ll be fine when the heat lets up, or when JJ gets here with the Tylenol. Whichever happens first.”

John B tilted his head back to look up at you, smiling slightly. “Is there really nothing I can do?”

“Get in here.”

“That’s only going to make it warmer.”

“I don’t care. Get in here.”

“If you’re sure,” John B replied, still hesitant even as he carefully climbed into the hammock.

“Great.” You lied back down, pulling him with you, and tucked your head against his shoulder. His hair tickled your face but you were too comfortable to reach up and brush it back. “Wake me up if I fall asleep.”

John B hummed softly, running his hand over your arm. “Will do.”

You knew he had no intention of doing so, but you also didn’t mind.

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maybnksdoll · 19 days

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i would like to write a fic where innocent!reader (born and raised in the contry side) moves to outer banks and meet the pogues and they introduces them into the group and explain to them the pogues and kooks thing and blah blah blah, would someone actually like that? im curious rn ♡♡

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realwardcameron · 15 days

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Brothers stay together! @bigjohnroutledge80 we are in this together brother

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