#outer banks headcanon

[moremaybank]

UR BEST FRIEND — s.c

pairing sarah cameron x fem!reader

summary sarah's dating john b, but also happens to be in love with you; john b's best friend. (based on the song "ur best friend" by kiana ledé feat. kehlani)

warnings oral sex (fem. receiving), fingering, choking, spitting, scissoring, language, cheating (sarah on john b — oops), kinda toxic and a lil angsty with a fluffy ending

author's note the "ur" is intentional! song linked here ♡︎ please listen to it, it's one of my faves of all time and you def won't regret it

sarah masterlist

we ain’t felt like us in a minute

whole damn time i knew i shouldn’t have did it

might’ve got too excited, i’ll admit it

almost called your name when he was in it

Sarah finds that she can’t cum unless she pictures that it’s you who’s making her do so. It’s not like the sex with John B is bad. It isn’t. It’s a shame what she’s doing to him, convincing him that she’s head over heels and insatiable when it comes to the love and touches he provides her with as if she doesn’t feel those very things for his best friend. But she can’t bear to hurt him. She cares about him deeply, and there is a connection there. 

Still, ever since you came around and intertwined your life with hers deeper than she’s ever imagined, she’s been missing that spark with her boyfriend. The spark that makes her knees weak and makes her stomach do flips. The spark that ignites a flutter in her core, that makes her soak through her panties in anticipation of the pleasure that will soon fill every molecule of her being. 

The spark that only lights because of you.

She opens her eyes, and she’s almost disappointed when her eyes land on John B’s and not yours. Your soft skin isn’t pressing against hers. Your kiss-swollen lips aren’t the ones melting into her own like silk. The moans of ecstasy aren’t emitting from your sweet mouth. 

All Sarah wants is you, and she has you. But not right now, and not in the way she truly longs for.

ooh, it’s wrong, but you make me feel right

textin’ your phone while right beside him

wish it was anyone besides him

It’s date night for Sarah and John B, the two of them on the couch in the chateau as they watch a movie. 

Sarah scrolls mindlessly through her phone, her feet propped on John B’s lap while he dozes off. The main characters in the movie are slowly becoming intimate, their kisses growing deeper and sloppier as they begin to remove each other’s clothing and profess their love in a toe-curling fashion. 

Sarah’s thighs squeeze together as she tries to quell the ache but also provide a small sense of friction to her throbbing clit. She’s crazy. John B’s right there. She could take care of things right now, and find her release with the help of her boyfriend. But she isn’t thinking about him.

She’s thinking about you.

She whips out her phone once more, opening her messages and clicking on your shared chat.

i miss you :(( please tell me you get off work soon

Her eyes flit up to the top left corner of her screen, noticing that the time is now nine o’clock on the dot. Once her eyes return to your messages, she sees that you’re typing. Anticipation and excitement roll through her as she awaits your response. 

just finished baby. meet me at mine in a half hour?

Sarah grins as she types out her response.

you can bet on it <3

i was with my man last night

and i just realized what i felt that night wasn’t wrong

thought about you in the whole car ride, like

i hate that you ain’t your best friend (x2)

“God, I missed you,” you mumble against Sarah’s wet lips. 

The minute she stepped inside your house, you pulled her in for a kiss and wouldn’t dare let her go until you got a little fill of what you’d been waiting all day for. Then, before you both knew it, you were piled into your shower with your naked bodies pressed together as one.

Your lips trail down her neck as your hands move to massage her breasts. You pinch her nipples and she sighs as she leans against the wall. Her back arches and she pushes herself further into your hold. 

“I missed you more. Haven’t even gotten off properly since the last time I was with you.”

“Yeah?” You ask, leaving more open-mouthed kisses on her skin while you slowly sink to your knees. “I can fix that for you if you’d like.”

She nods, her eyes screwing shut when she feels your thumb swipe over her clit ever so lightly. “Yes. Yes, please.”

You grin, “So pretty when you beg for me, baby.”

Your hand hooks under the back of her knee and you pull her leg over your shoulder, opening her core up to you. Your hands then move to cup her ass, and you force her cunt onto your tongue. Her hips buck when your tongue graces through her folds, licking and sucking at anywhere you can reach. You flick stripes onto her, taking your time and teasing her as you ghost around her most sensitive bud. You can taste her arousal as it seeps out of her more and more, and you savour it as if you’ll never get another chance to do so. 

“You taste so good,” you murmur. You slip a finger into her slowly, pulling back to watch her face contort in pleasure. “You’re so tight too. Barely giving my finger a chance to move, baby.”  

Returning your mouth to her, you trace the outline of her clit and feel her buck her hips into you when you start to suck on it. You pull away to speak as you add another finger. They hook up into her g-spot, curling and probing it as your eyes lock with hers.

“That’s it. Ride my face. Use me just how you like,” you encourage, sticking your tongue back out for her use. Her hands slip into your hair as she obeys you, holding your head in place and riding your tongue with need.

Her moans grow louder, and you shake your head back and forth when her motions falter, helping her reach her high. Your face is practically buried in her when you flick her clit just right and press the special spot inside her simultaneously, causing her to fall apart. She releases your head, twisting and pulling at her nipples as she rides out her orgasm. She shivers, nearly losing her balance if it weren’t for your hold on her. 

“I love watching you cum,” you speak, slowly slipping your cum-coated fingers out of her hole and rising back onto your feet. Your other hand grabs her face as you push your fingers into her mouth, letting her taste herself. “You look so pretty, like an angel.”

hey, he had the courage to step up ‘n pull up

six speed like

puttin’ so much work, just to make it work

and he’s almost perfect, and that’s why it hurts

and he calls me family, that’s what make it worse

You’d harboured feelings for Sarah long before she was even on John B’s radar. Truthfully, you didn’t think she would ever be into you, and so you never made a move. But the guilt bubbled inside you so powerfully whenever you saw the two of them together. It also didn’t help that he’d come to you for everything, especially when he was in dire need of help. You suffered through hearing about their first date, the first time they slept together, and everything in between. 

You envied him. If only you’d had the courage the way he did, maybe you’d be in his position. Getting to call Sarah yours in public. Kissing the life out of her whenever you saw her, no matter who was around or watching. Being the only one who got to touch her and make her cum in the heavenly way she did so. 

It isn’t fair. Lusting and pining after your best friend’s girlfriend. John B’s always been there for you, without fail, and he’s one of the most important people in your life. But you can’t help your feelings, they’re uncontrollable. And though you wanted Sarah first, you couldn’t just turn off what you felt for her in the blink of an eye.

“You good?” Kie asks as you watch John B pull Sarah into his hold, seeing the two of them giggle and beam at each other. 

“Yeah, ‘m fine. Why?”

“Maybe because you’re giving John B and Sarah the death stare.”

Your head snaps away, your eyes finding Kie’s immediately as you try to play it off.

“Nah, it’s not…it’s not like that. I just zoned out. I got a lot going on.”

“Whatever you say,” she hums, taking a swig of her beer.

Your eyes move back onto the couple for a few seconds, and Sarah happens to catch your eye. She gives you a saddened look, mouthing an I’m sorry to you form across the way. You nod in response, giving her a half-hearted smile before getting up to get another drink. 

There was no way you could stomach the sight of them sober.

it’s wrong but i make you feel right

you textin’ my phone while right beside him

wish it was anyone besides him

“Oh my god, yes!” Sarah exclaims. “Please don’t stop. Please.”

You continue rolling your hips, rutting your clit against Sarah’s as you ride her pussy. You’re clutching onto her left leg, adorning the skin of her calf and knee with kisses. Her pleas rile you up further, and your left hand grabs her by the throat. 

“Open wide for me,” you command with a stern voice, squeezing your hand slightly. 

Sarah listens, always one to follow your orders. Her tongue sticks out as she stretches her mouth open for you. You lean down, spitting into it and letting your grip on her tighten as you ride her harder. 

“Now swallow.”

Sarah does as you say, showing you the proof when her mouth opens up to you again.

“Such a good slut for me, hm? You’d let me do anything I wanted, wouldn’t you?” Your fingers stuff into her mouth, nearly gagging her as you begin to swivel your hips in a circle and throw your head back as the pit in your core tightens. It starts to build, tighter and tighter as you’re on the brink of your release. “Shit, I’m gonna cum.”

You retract your fingers from her mouth and they find purchase in her hair as you pull her head up to your chest. Sarah sticks out her tongue, slithering it against one of your nipples as her eyes lock on yours. Her hot breath against your flesh makes you shiver as it breezes over your wet bud. You cry out when you cum with Sarah right behind you as her head falls back against her pillow. 

“Yes, fuck!” 

You nearly collapse on top of her, your lips finding hers and capturing them in a greedy kiss. You lick into her mouth, tasting her as your chest heaves. When you pull away, her eyes are dancing with mischief.

“Wanna go again?” 

Before you can respond, her phone dings, notifying you both that someone has texted her. The hand she has on your hip squeezes it in comfort as she reaches over and grabs it. Her smile fades, and your brow raises.

“Who is it?”

She gulps, “It’s John B. He…He needs me. Something went down between him and JJ.”

“Right, yeah,” you say, climbing off of her slowly. “I’ll just go then.”

“Y/N,” she speaks, her voice in a pleading tone. “You know that’s not what I want. But he’s my boyfriend. I’m supposed to be there for him.”

“Yeah, I know. I don’t need you to remind me that you aren’t mine.” The bitterness seeps from your voice as you get dressed. “I’m just getting tired of being your secret.”

“Y/N, please. I’ll tell him. You just gotta give me time.”

“I have given you time! It’s been months, Sarah. And I know it isn’t easy for you, but, fuck, it’s not easy for me either. He’s my best friend.” Your movements come to a stop, and you find her eyes. “Maybe…maybe we should just end this. We both know that you won’t walk away from him, and I’m not gonna stick around and get hurt by you even more than I already have.”

Pain flashes across Sarah’s face and she gets out of bed. Her hands find your face when she reaches you, urging you to look at her again. 

“Don’t. Don’t leave me.” 

She pulls you in for a kiss, soft and head-spinning as her lips brush against yours. You try to resist, but you can’t help it. You melt into her and grant her access when her tongue swipes against your bottom lip.

You’re stuck. You’re in deep. Too deep.

you was with your man last night

and you just realized what you felt that night wasn’t wrong

thought me on your whole car ride, like

i hate that you ain’t your best friend (x2)

The drive home from Sarah’s is a mopey one. Void by The Neighbourhood buzzes through the speakers of your car, contributing to your sulking. Part of you wonders if she feels the same way you do. Far past hurt because you can’t be together. Envious when she sees someone else’s hands on you at a party, like she wants to rip them away from you and pull you into her own arms instead. Dying to kiss you when she catches your eye in public. 

Part of you thinks that she’s just into you for the sex. That the reason she won’t leave John B is because she’s getting the best of both worlds. A relationship with someone who dotes on you without ever wavering, and great, passionate sex with someone she considers to be her current fixation.

But you can’t be more wrong.

Meanwhile, on Sarah’s ride over to John B’s, all she can think about is ending things with him. It’s horrible timing, but the longer she waits, the worse it becomes. She’s hurting badly. She wants to be with you. More than she’s ever wanted anything in her life. The way she loves you is tearing her up inside because she’ll never be able to truly bare her soul to you if she’s still in her relationship.

Another thing weighing on her mind is how close she came to losing you today. Hearing how wounded you were by the fact that she didn’t really and truly belong to you, that you’re constantly forced to watch the girl you love with your best friend. She’s always so wrapped up in her guilt toward John B that she failed to notice that the guilt and pain were taking its toll on you too.

So she has to buck up. If she doesn’t, then she’ll lose you for good.

i always knew from the beginning

the whole damn time, it’s you that i was feelin’ 

seems like things are better when forbidden 

and that’s why i hate that

i hate that you ain’t your best friend

The next day, you’re still in a grumpy mood. You showered last night upon coming home, and you’ve been glued to your bed ever since. You roll your eyes as Jenny from Gossip Girl whines to her father Rufus about quitting school, and suddenly, you hear a knock on your front door. You let out a groan, dramatically rolling out of bed and making your way down to tell whoever’s choosing to bother you right now to fuck off. But when you open the door, you come face to face with the girl you love.

There she is, standing in the pouring rain, her clothes wholly drenched and her hair sticking to the sides of her face. 

“Sarah? Come inside, you’re going to get pneumonia,” you say. Your fingers circle her wrist and you tug her into your warm home. Your hands rub her arms up and down as you try to warm her up. You can practically hear her teeth chattering as her cold body trembles. “What’s wrong? Are you okay?”

“I needed to talk to you,” she murmurs.

“And you couldn’t have called me? The roads are crazy, and this storm is supposed to be the worst one of the year.”

“I love you.”

Sarah blurts it out so fast that you think you’re dreaming. 

“I— What?”

She tucks a wet clump of strands behind her ear, before grabbing both of your hands into hers. Her thumbs run over your knuckles as she searches for the courage to look at you again.

“You’re the reason I was with John B in the first place. I…I wanted to be close to you, anyway I could, because I thought that you were never going to make your move. You could never say how you felt about me, and then John B did, and I figured…this would be the only way to stay close to you. But I love you, Y/N. Not him.” 

Your eyes are welling with tears, and you smile. “Yeah?”

“Yeah,” she confirms, her own lips curling up as she watches your eyes sparkle. “It was never him. It was always you.”

You use your intertwined hands to pull her closer. “You better kiss me, then.”

And she does.

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[goldvenuslvrs]

sfw alphabet ; jj maybank

word count: 1.3k

warnings: mention of potential future childbearing, can be read as platonic (mostly) or romantic (reader’s choice)

note: ik it’s not a full fic but i wanted to get a couple of things out before/around christmas so merry christmas! (if you celebrate it), i’m planning on doing this for a few more characters as well as a nsfw alphabet (which i’m betting you heathens will enjoy more than this one lol)

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?) As soon as he’s comfortable with you, he’s basically attached to your side as often as is humanly possible; the pogues have to literally pull him away from you and restrain him so you can leave to go to work. JJ’s open to all love languages but his favourite is physical touch, he loves holding your hand

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?) JJ is a little shit so a friendship with him could start one of two ways: either (1) you grew up together/you’re one of his friends siblings and he got a two-for-one deal when you met or (2) you work together/partnered up for a project in class and he basically said ‘this one’s mine’ and asserted himself as your best friend

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?) Is the sky blue? JJ loves to cuddle, he didn’t get a lot of love after his mom left (Luke definitely left something to be desired in regards to affection) and the pogues aren’t the most cuddly people in the world so as soon as he realised that you liked cuddles, he’s like your pet koala - wrapped around you as often and as close as physically possible

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?) As seen by the fact that he tried to eat moldy bread, cooking isn’t his strong suit but cleaning? he’s not a big fan but he turns into Mrs Hinch’ when need be

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?) JJ’s definitely a ghoster (sorry), he hates confrontation so he’ll either ghost them or break up with them over text so he doesn’t have to see their reaction/experience their anger

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?) He’s not really a marriage guy, he doesn’t see the point, he doesn’t need a certificate to promise to be committed

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?) JJ can be a bit brash and intense but he can be gentle and caring when the situation calls for it

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?) (I refer you back to ‘C’) He loves hugs, they become his way of greeting you - he’s the type to fully lift you off the ground and spin you around if it’s been a particularly good day

I = I Love You (How fast do they say the L-word?) Getting JJ to say those three special words would take extreme patience (the guy’s got trust issues), it would take a year+ for him to say it (in a romantic sense)

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?) He doesn’t get jealous often but when he does, it’s usually over close friends rather than strangers or kooks - he knows he doesn’t have anything to fear with tourons or Rafe Cameron but Kiara? John B? Sarah? Pope?

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?) He loves forehead kisses (giving and receiving), he thinks they’re so pure and while he enjoys the not so pure stuff, he loves them just as much

L = Little ones (How are they around children?) Babies are fine, JJ can handle them but as soon as they start speaking and forming actual opinions, he’s sure he can handle that (although he assures you that if you and he ever have kids one day, he’ll be a hell of a lot better than Luke)

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?) JJ is a late riser (with the amount he drinks and smokes?) and it usually takes someone coming in and shaking him awake to rouse him, especially if he went to a kegger the night before

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?) JJ is stubborn, he’ll refuse to admit that he’s tired until you quite literally drag him to bed, and after a certain time, he gets pouty and clingy and won’t let you go

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?) He definitely takes a while to open up, it’s not easy for him to trust someone but once he does, you know every single thought he has, there’s nothing he’ll keep from you

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?) It depends on the situation - if you break something of his or forget something, he genuinely doesn’t care but if you ignore him or purposely do something to hurt/annoy him, he’ll go from 0 to 100 instantly

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?) It varies - he’ll remember you saying you wanted/liked something in passing but he was no idea about your allergies or fears

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?) JJ will never forget the day you yelled at Rafe for him - Rafe had been badgering you about dumping JJ and how he wasn’t right for your ‘image’ and JJ had walked in on you screaming at Rafe about how much you loved JJ and it warmed his heart

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?) Insanely protective - he’s protective over his friends but with you, it’s an entirely different ballpark; when you’re out in public, he always has an arm around your shoulder/waist and his hand in yours; at keggers, he’s always ready to jump in if you give me a sign that you’re uncomfortable

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?) All or nothing - for significant dates, he’ll do the whole nine yards, nothing is too much but day-to-day, he’ll settle for a day out on the boat with you or a surfing date

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?) Whenever you argue, he’ll bail - he won’t show back up for a few days, obviously making you worry like crazy, but he doesn’t want to accidentally lash out at you

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?) Not at all, he knows he looks good so why would he worry?

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?) No - initially, he felt like you were his everything but overtime he’s learned that while you make him a better version of himself and he’d be devastated if you left, he’d be able to survive without you

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.) JJ has ADHD, it was Pope that suggested it and when he did, JJ was angry, he’d always been taught that having any ‘special needs’ made him weak but eventually you all sat him down and made him see that it wasn’t a bad thing

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?) Lying, he can’t stand people lying to him, especially people he loves/respects

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?) Snoring, he used to keep everyone up with his snoring until Kiara bought everyone noise-cancelling headphones and bought JJ some nose plugs 

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[cantstoptheimagines]

Dating Them Would Include…

Summary — Headcanons for John B Routledge from Outer Banks!

Warnings & Other Tags ➳ Nothing except for my new Outer Banks phase showing; cursing; physical affection (kissing, hugging, etc.); friendly teasing from the pogues.

Notes ➳ Word Count is 1,275. ➳ Reader is gender neutral (they/them). ➳ This is for everyone who voted for John B on my recent poll. Don’t worry, “Stolen Love” will be coming very soon! 💗 ➳ Keep in mind that as of this moment, I’ve only seen a few episodes of the show, so if anything’s inaccurate according to later episodes, that’s stuff I don’t know about right now. 💗💗

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he wants to keep your relationship a secret at first 

not because he’s embarrassed or anything

he just wants you all to himself

“without the other pogues butting in every few seconds... what?! huh?! no, babes, i didn’t say anything! you must be hearing things!”

of course, you can’t stop yourself from rolling your eyes at him

only to hide your smile against his chest when he wraps his arms around you in a tight hug

before he suddenly collapses onto his bed, dragging you down with him and refusing to let you escape his hold as you let out a surprised yelp

anyway let’s talk about that nickname real quick

you’re not sure where “babes” came from

but after a few months of being together, you lowkey started to think john b didn’t remember your name and had resorted to that specific nickname as a replacement so he didn’t have to ask 

it was something you teased him about often, poking him in the ribs and asking, “what’s my name, johnny? c’mon tell me”

but he’d only grin back at you as he grabbed your hands and intertwined your fingers

he’d then whisper your name, lips brushing against yours

before finally pulling you into a quick kiss that would always pressure your antics into silence

sPeAkInG oF kIsSiNg!!

if you ever deny john b a kiss (or any type of physical affection, really), you might as well have just broken up with him

because that would’ve been way easier

he’s literally so whiny if you don’t kiss him whenever he wants

too busy trying to keep an eye on the stove so your house doesn’t end up in ruins? or simply enjoying your favorite book during one of your beach days? or even just trying to take a nap after a long, exhausting week of nothing but work?

nope! kiss him! kiss him right now, damn it! then give him another. another. another. and another after that.

thinking about that moment when he kissed kie and then went in for another after she pulled away. or when he and sarah are in the abandoned church and he just keeps going back for another moment with her, i was SCREAMING at those scenes!!

he’s always going back for more! and that’s definitely what he does to you

his lips just keep coming until your smoke alarm goes off, or he’s thrown your book into the sand, or you’re forced to leave your nap behind in order to give him the attention he so deeply craves

these situations usually turn into a moment in which you literally have to pry him off you so you can have a second to breathe 

all the while he quietly grumbles something about being neglected

which you ignore because you know you’ve lowkey spoiled him over time

surprisingly, it took nearly a year for the other pogues to learn about your presence in his life 

until jj ruined it for him of course

and the idea of having you to himself was brought to an end

jj had a tendency to stay over at the château without letting john b know ahead of time, which is why your boyfriend usually came to your place instead

you weren’t aware of this information though

but one night, you happened to stop by for a visit on your way to the beach for some night surfing 

things didn’t quite work out that way since you ended up falling asleep next to john b during what he promised would be a quick cuddle session 

liar

when you woke up the next morning, you pressed a gentle kiss against his forehead, gathered your stuff, and tiptoed out of his room

only you weren’t alone 

shirtless, hair messy, and a toothbrush hanging out of his mouth, jj got the living shit scared out of him when you came into the hallway

“who are you?”

“who am i?! who the fuck are you?! john b, we’re being robbed!!”

with his eyes still half-closed with sleepiness, john b came out of his room, rubbing away his leftover tiredness with the heels of his palms

after becoming somewhat coherent, he froze

staring at his lover and his best friend who both returned his gaze expectantly, jj gesturing to you with dramatic, flailing arms 

instead of taking the simple route of introductions like a normal person would have, 

john b decided to turn back to his room with a loud, “fuck!” 

and of course, jj can’t keep his mouth shut to save his life

so it wasn’t long before kie and pope knew about you as well 

(let’s be real, it was probably like twenty minutes at most before jj told them)

later that night, john b wouldn’t stop whining about how his friends were going to ‘steal you from him’

which you responded to with an irritated, “would you shut up, i’m trying to sleep, you big baby!”

“but babes—!”

“i said be quiet, john b!”

he ended up being partially correct but you would never tell him that — okay ON TO LIFE WITH THE POGUES

john b actually really enjoyed having you around when he spent time with his friends

his true love and closest companions all in one place? he never felt so loved

of course the pogues were a bit upset at first since john b never mentioned you

but then they realized they had months of teasing to make up for!!

and man, did they let your boyfriend have it!!

“they calling again, lover boy?”

“give ‘em some space to breathe, john b, nobody can survive that long with someone’s tongue down their throat”

“blink twice if he’s holding you hostage—”

“guys!”

meanwhile, you’d be trying your best to hide a smile, feeling john b’s playful glare on you if you ever laughed at their comments

but they’re his best friends so they all knew when to back off 

especially since each of them could tell john b became far more at ease whenever you came around 

anytime they’d take out the hms pogue for the day, you’d be at the helm while the others laughed together on the casting deck 

except john b, of course, who’d stand behind you with an arm on either side of you, helping you with the controls

even though he knew you could do it yourself, he just wants to be near you

he’d lean into you from behind to kiss your cheek every now and then, hands slipping beneath your shirt to caress your skin, before resting his chin on your shoulder with a smile 

he liked taking breaks in his hammock more often since the small space all but forced you against his ribcage as he tucked you beneath his arm

you’d lie with your head on his chest, an arm draped over his (usually shirtless) torso and your legs intertwined with his, creating a comfortable mess of tangled limbs 

meanwhile, the arm that was wrapped around you would be gently tracing over the expanse of your lower back and hips

and his free hand always moved to stroke the skin of your arm that had found refuge on his exposed chest 

occasionally, he’d tilt his head enough to kiss your forehead or temple, usually more than once

like i said before, john b always comes back for seconds when it comes to kissing AS WE HAVE SEEN!!

whenever he finally decides to stop his sweet affections, he’d turn his attention back to the horizon

where the two of you watch the setting sun

waiting for it to rise again so you can share another day together 

#2023 #outer banks #outer banks headcanons #outer banks headcanon #outer banks x reader #john b headcanons #john b headcanon #john b x reader #john b routledge headcanons #john b routledge headcanon #john b routledge x reader #dating them would include

[surftrips]

just a quick ask, what do you think JJs relationship with a twin sister would be like?

omg i think it would be the cutest thing ever!

he would act like he's annoyed by her, but he's actually super protective of her and will fight anyone that looks at her the wrong way

they look nothing alike, she has dark brown hair and dark eyes, but they share the same smile so everyone knows they're related

however, they are the same height so jj is often annoyed when she wears heels or platforms because then she has a height advantage over him

she likes to mess with jj and flirt with boys in front of him but at the end of the day he knows she can protect herself

one time when he got into a fight with rafe and topper, she stepped in with her pepper spray and they've left jj alone ever since (as long as he's with his sister)

even though jj is older by two minutes, she is definitely the more mature one out of the two

when times get tough with their father at home, she is the one that helps jj get out of the house and somewhere safe

they are VERY competitive and end up making everything a competition, providing much entertainment for the rest of the pogues

#jj maybank #jj maybank x sister #jj maybank imagine #jj maybank headcanon #outer banks #outer banks headcanon #jj maybank x reader #inbox

[of-a-chaotic-mind]

JJ Maybank Headcanons:

A/N: I know I said I was gonna write more but I’ve barely had time or energy to even clean my house lately soooo. Anyway, I’m literally writing these on my lunch break. I may write some for the other pogues too idk yet it depends on how many I can come up with for them. I just have a good bit for JJ bc I think about him a lot lmao. Without further ado.

P.S. This has been sitting in my drafts for like a week awaiting the moment that I decide I'm happy with it lol. So here it is finally.

Random Headcanons:

He sleeps in starfish pose. Like you cannot tell me that this dude can’t or won’t take up an entire bed by himself.

We all know his motto, “Stupid things have good outcomes all the time,” but this dude's number one signature catchphrase has to be “Full Send!” followed closely by “YOLO Bitches!”

This may just be biased bc of Uncharted and the Royal Merchant ordeal but I can definitely see JJ pretending to be a pirate who’s on a massive treasure-hunting expedition when he was a little kid.

JJ’s hidden talent? Rapping. His ADHD and quick mind help him come up with lyrics quickly and even if they don’t always make sense to others they make sense to him 90% of the time.

JJ is either a fighting drunk or a goofy drunk. It’s either “let’s throw some hands” or “I’ma dance on that table brb” there is no in-between.

As for when he’s high, I think JJ is one of those people that just comes up with absolute nonsense that kinda makes sense. He has really deep thoughts about random shit and barely shuts up.

He does a lil dancey dance. I can see him just kinda standing in line, standing amongst the Pogues or they're all sitting around doing nothing and he gets bored so he dances along to whatever song is playing in his head. It often distracts the Pogues and cracks them up.

JJ is a speed demon no ifs ands or buts about it. This makes him a pro at playing spot the cop because while he enjoys the rush, he does not enjoy the idea of getting a ticket.

Somehow, Kie once convinced him to let her put his hair in tiny pigtails. He may or may not have been drunk.

You know that cute little thing where one person sticks out their hand and another rests their chin in it? So, as long as it's someone he trusts i.e. the Pogues or a significant other, they can stick their hand out and catch his attention and he will immediately put his chin in it even if he has to hurdle over tables in his mad dash from across the room.

I saw someone headcanon, I’m sorry but I can’t remember who, that JJ can play drums. I 100% agree. I can see him just banging around on them to let out some frustration one day and Kie convinced him to actually learn how to play them. Let me tell you, it was not easy at all bc JJ’s attention span didn’t wanna hold out for it but eventually he got the hang of it.

Unfortunately, at the insistence of the Pogues, JJ is no longer allowed to light fireworks anymore after having almost caught not only the dock but also The Chateau on fire one Fourth of July.

Dating Him Headcanons:

JJ is always attached to his love in some way, shape, or form. It could just be a simple shoulder-to-shoulder thing or he could be practically backpacked on you with his arms wrapped around your shoulders, his chin resting on your head or in the crook of your neck, and him leaning against your back.

JJ doesn't have a lot of money but what he does have is the desire to shower you with gifts so what does he do? He makes things for you or steals them but that's not the point. Your wrists, hands, and neck are probably always adorned in loads of bracelets, rings, and necklaces that he made for you. They may not look like much to other people but to you, they mean the world and you would never let anything happen to them.

JJ is a huge fan of words of affirmation. Remind him often that you love him and are very proud of him, even sprinkle in a few compliments.

That being said, as you can probably tell from the first headcanon of this section, his favorite form of showing love is physical touch. He loves giving it and receiving it.

JJ loves to make you laugh. He'll pull out the cheesiest pick-up lines and corniest dad jokes if it means he gets even a giggle out of you.

So, like I said previously, JJ takes up the entire bed. I also feel like you'll have to fight him for the blankets. You both may start the night out cuddled up all cute and shit but by the time you both wake up, he's spread out as much as possible leaving you to either tuck into his side or flat out lay on top of him.

JJ never says no if you ask for a piggyback ride. Sometimes if he thinks you’re getting tired he’ll just stop in front of you and squat down motioning for you to hop on.

I think a lot of people think that if JJ were ever jealous he would throw hands or super cockily just butt into the conversation and distract you but I personally think he’s a mean-mugging jealous. Like, say you’re having a polite, innocent conversation with some Touron but JJ gets jealous. I think he’d simply walk up behind you and give the person an “if looks could kill” glare. Soon enough the Touron gets the hint and dips. I don’t think JJ would want to fight in front of you if he could help it even if every bone in his body is screaming to throw hands. He doesn’t want to scare you.

Masterlist

More JJ Maybank Imagines

#jj maybank #jj maybank headcanon #jj maybank headcanons #jj maybank imagine #jj maybank imagines #obx #obx headcanon #obx headcanons #outer banks #outer banks headcanon #outer banks headcanons

[ohbx]

Dating Pope would include:

Hanging out in a very peaceful introverted way, just being together while you both study, read or write, not needing to always be chatting

Constant book reccs from him & trading your copies of well-loved and used paper backs

He would love to make you playlists

This man is a SIMP constant text and in person reminders of how into you he is, and how gorgeous and funny you are, especially if you are insecure

no like your all time hype-man

He would be very over-protective especially around creepy kooks and tourons. Not in a jealous way, he just never wanted any one to mess with you

Always making sure he was sober enough to drive you home if you were drinking

Making sure you text him right when you get home even if you were stone cold sober

Pope secretly being really worried that since you were more introverted like him, you would feel out of place with the rowdy pogues, but you becoming a part of the family almost immediately

The other pogues constantly calling the two of you the Mom & Dad of the friend group

The other pogues calling the two of you nerds

You secretly having a sporty side that Pope has never seen because you’re friends from school, and he thinks it’s so hot that you know how to surf big waves well

JJ giving you a speech about how if you hurt Pope he will have to hurt you (only half jokingly)

Everyone thinking you’re a goody goody at school but the more you start to hang with the pogues they realize that you’re really cool, just wicked smart and a little shy but always down for a good time

Both you and Pope always need to be right

But also when you argue there’s always underlying sexual tension

He’s always pulling you closer to him whether you’re at the bonfire or out on the boat

#pope heyward #outer banks #obx headcanon #pope heyward x reader #pope heyward x y/n #obx x reader #outer banks headcanon #obx #my writing #ohbx writing #outerbanks pref #outerbanks headcanon

[pogueswrld]

my obx headcanon is that jj and sarah share the same mama and he's older, ik for fact that madyline feels the same!!!!!

#obx headcanons #outer banks headcanon #jj maybank #sarah cameron #yes this also means that rafe is his older half brother

[devinedoll]

i saw smth about beautiful dainty light hearted girls with their pet frat boys (their boyfriends) and it is just sooooo rafe and reader. if the idea was a person i’d fuck it.

oh my god oh my god oh my god ur speaking my language!! credit to @princessbrunette for creating frat!rafe (my beloved)

frat!rafe x innocent reader headcannons

- frat!rafe who loves parading you around parties, a pretty little thing on his arm. he gets many jealous glares and nods of approval. people are always astounded by the sheer juxtaposition of how perverted and arrogant the boy was, and how sweet and charismatic you were.

- frat!rafe who loves the summer because of your sweet little sundresses. he’s obsessed with the way they squish your tits and flow around your ass, the perfect length for him to sneak his hand in and squeeze affectionately.

- frat!rafe who loves when you tutor him, bringing you up into his messy room in the shared house, listening to your soft voice explain a complicated concept. he loves eating you out up here, listening to you trail off as you succumb to pleasure.

- frat!rafe who lets you drink with him, loving you all tipsy and pliant, barely clothed and all his. his favorite is when you get to the point where you’re no longer bothered by pda, pushing your plush tits into him and pawing at him to take you upstairs. the look he shares with his frat boys at your desperation would usually disgust you, but you’re too needy and drunk to notice. blindly following him through the house, hand-in-hand.

- frat!rafe who fucks you loudly in your dorm room, not caring about how thin the walls were and how red your face would be when you exit your pleasure induced haze, “yeah that’s real good kid, let em hear ya” and you’re whining and nodding, so fucked out that you just go with what he says.

- frat!rafe who loves when you need him. whether that be fixing a light, carrying something heavy, building furniture. he wants you to rely on him, he needs to be needed.

- frat!rafe who kisses you soooo sloppy in public no matter how much you complain. you love it, you really do, but the excess saliva and the visible tongue make your cheeks flush—the blonde boy chiding at you, “s’okay baby, everyone knows we’re together, nothin’ to be embarrassed about yeah?”

#rafe cameron prompt #i would do more of these if people like them😋😋 #frat!rafe #rafe cameron #rafe cameron concepts #rafe cameron x reader #rafe cameron blurb #rafe cameron headcanons #rafe cameron smut #rafe outer banks

[rafesmuse]

rafe cameron’s rich and confident baddie!gf hcs ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

moodboard . outfits . masterlist . jj version .

ꨄ︎ rafe usually goes for sweet submissive girls, since he likes to have control, but the moment you laid your eyes on the pretty boy, you knew you had to have him. and as usual, you always get what you want.

ꨄ︎ all eyes are focused on you when you both enter a room, rafe simply being your accessory as your louboutin heels clack on the ground, head held high with your make up, nails and hair perfectly done.

ꨄ︎ rafe used to get lots of attention from girls before, but now that you’re dating him? girls don’t even dare to look his way because of your intimidating aura. if they were stupid enough to still flirt with him, then you’d have no problem putting the bitch in her place. “listen, yeah? you better go flirt with topper or kelce or whoever the fuck, cause trust me, you don’t wanna know what happens when my girlfriend finds out.”

ꨄ︎ you secretly pay the bill at a restaurant when rafe’s at the bathroom, a trick he used on his previous girlfriends. he comes back to the table, pulling his wallet out before you place your hand over it with a smile, telling him it’s already been paid. “oh for fucks sake. you really gotta stop that, a’ight?”

ꨄ︎ it’s always a battle for dominance in the bedroom, rafe desperately wanting to have all the control but you not letting him have it easily. one time he accidentally slipped out a ‘mommy’, which you’ve never let go of ever since. “i never fucking said that, okay? you heard it wrong!”

ꨄ︎ topper and kelce constantly tease rafe for being your bitch but not daring to say a word when you’re around, their demeanour instantly shifting when you walk into the room, making rafe smirk as he looks at you proudly. “not much to say now, top? yeah, that’s what i thought.”

ꨄ︎ you have no trouble confronting ward whenever he treats rafe unfairly. ward was taken aback at first, not being used to rafe’s girlfriends talking back at him, making his eyes widen and almost choke on his expensive wine. later, he realised you’re exactly the kind of girl rafe needed this whole time.

ꨄ︎ you’re the centre of attention at parties— your hips swinging to the beat when you’re dancing with your girlfriends, your short dress leaving little room for imagination. you’d try to drag rafe to the dance floor, interrupting him when he’s busy dealing drugs, but knowing he won’t ever say no to you. “jesus, just fucking leave me a— i mean. i’ll… i’ll be there in a bit, okay?”

#❥ ari’s works #baddie!reader & rafe #rafe cameron #rafe cameron smut #rafe cameron x fem!reader #rafe cameron x female reader #rafe cameron x reader #rafe cameron x y/n #rafe cameron x you #rafe cameron hcs #rafe cameron headcanon #rafe cameron fic #rafe cameron blurb #rafe cameron fanfiction #rafe cameron fanfic #rafe cameron fluff #rafe cameron imagine #rafe cameron concept #rafe cameron concepts #rafe #outer banks #obx

[moremaybank]

-͟͟͞☆ sub!sarah cameron

warnings LMAO almost everything. fem. masturbation, fingering, pillow humping, thigh & boot riding, oral (fem. receiving), bondage, anal play, slapping, choking, tit play, scissoring, squirting, mirror sex, use of a strap-on, voyeurism (making topper watch cus i'm evil)

author's note hi i'm suffering (not really) from severe sarah brainrot rn so enjoy this

sarah masterlist

forcing sarah to make herself cum before you grant her wishes. watching her finger herself, rub at her clit vigorously. making her hump her pillow, or your thigh. making her hump your thigh high boots that she loves so much. i mean, just imagine her straddling your boot-covered foot, rutting herself against the leather while she looks up at you with doe eyes. you're stroking her hair, making her suck on your thumb and watching the show. eating her out with her hands tied so she can't grip you or try to take control of the situation. her legs are also bound to the corners of the foot of the bed, ensuring that all she can do is cry out for you and writhe around uncontrollably, unable to clench her thighs or get you to ease off of her. your mouth stays glued to her as her hips take on a mind of their own and rise off the mattress. using a vibe on her, adding your fingers or a dildo if you're feeling more evil. using said dildo to pound into her while your teeth tug and nip at her tits. teasing the puckered hole beneath her entrance and stuffing both ends of her full. hearing her begging you to make her cum when you're edging her. light smacks to her cheek, choking her and forcing her eyes on you. rubbing at her sensitive nipples, pinching them and slapping them and watching her chest jerk. enjoying the look of need on her face when her tears overwhelm her eyes. scissoring and feeling how wet she is as she soaks your pussy in her cum. riding her face and practically suffocating her until you say she's had enough. long nights where she's between your legs in front of a mirror, making her watch as she squirts over and over, soaking the mirror and the floor beneath you. leaving marks all over her with your mouth and your hands. using the strap and making her ride you or fucking her into the mattress. (bonus thought but making topper watch her cry out for it when he knows he never made her feel that way with his very real cock).

okay i'm done now mwah

#sarah cameron #sarah cameron x reader #sarah cameron x female reader #sarah cameron smut #sarah cameron imagine #sarah cameron fic #sarah cameron x you #obx #obx x reader #obx x you #obx smut #obx imagine #sarah obx #sarah outer banks #outer banks #outer banks x reader #outer banks smut #outer banks imagine #outer banks headcanon #madelyn cline

[goldvenuslvrs]

mission: get kiara a girlfriend ; kiara carrera

summary: kiara carrera and y/n y/l/n are in love. but they seem to be the only ones that aren't aware of that fact. thankfully, sarah cameron is a woman on a mission - get kiara a girlfriend

pairing: kiara carrera x fem!plus sized!reader

word count: 2.7k

warnings: jealous!kie, the pogues in their scheming era

an: my old writing was legit ass so i decided to rewrite this and just fyi all reader characters are plus sized, might rewrite a few more of my early imagines bc i reckon i can improve them a bunch <3

GIF by obxfix

Sarah Cameron loved her friends.

She especially loved Kiara Carrera. 

During their time apart, Sarah had forgotten what it felt like to have Kiara Carrera as a friend. She was fierce and determined and, most of all, stubborn as a mule, which is why the current status of your and Kiara’s relationship didn’t come as a shock to her. 

If there was one thing she knew about Kiara, it was that she never wanted to risk a friendship for the possibility of romance. It was the reason she enforced the ‘no pogue on pogue macking’ rule so heavily. 

Sarah hopped off her bike and made her way to the deck of John B’s. She rolled her eyes affectionately at the pair of girls on the couch. They were completely wrapped up in each other and it didn’t seem like you noticed the boys sitting around you, let alone Sarah’s entrance. It was only John B’s happy exclaim of “Sarah!” that brought the two of you out of your little bubble.

You pulled yourself out of Kiara’s arms and moved to sit next to her instead to give Sarah room to sit, although neither of you seemed happy with it. 

John B had been more than happy to fill her in on the kiara-and-y/n situation as soon as they had started dating; according to him, the two of you had been lowkey flirting and tiptoeing around each for as long as he could remember.

After she had been subjected to watching the longing looks and quick glances when you thought the other wasn’t looking, Sarah had officially had enough.

Sarah decided that something needed to be done. It was tiring and, frankly, sad to watch you and Kiara pretend you didn’t have feelings for each other. 

An idea came to her as she watched the pair of you attempt to keep yourself from holding onto each other.

“I’m getting a drink,” Sarah announced out of nowhere, standing up and pointedly ignoring the doubtful look her boyfriend was giving her. She caught JJ’s gaze and tilted her head towards the door, “Give me a hand.” It wasn’t a request.

“Yes, ma’am,” He muttered.

“JJ-”

“You’re hot Sarah but I can’t do that to my boy,” He said as soon as they entered the kitchen. He jumped up onto the countertop and picked up a day-old piece of pizza, wolfing it down. “Has he pissed you off or something? Is it your birthday present? I told him not to get you that-”

“There’s nothing wrong with John B!” She scolded and crossed her arms. 

“Debatable but continue.”

“JJ!” She shook her head and sighed. “We need to do something about those two.” She pointed towards the door. They could see through the window that you had returned to your place in Kiara’s arms and you both looked content with the arrangement.

He huffed in response. “You think we haven’t thoughts of that already? I’ve tried, Pope’s tried, even John B has but nothing gets through to them. It’s better to just leave them to it, they’ll figure it out eventually.”

“Not good enough,” She insisted. “If we don’t do anything about it, they’ll be in their thirties and still pining over each other. Besides, when you tried before, you were missing one very important piece.”

“Yeah? And what’s that?”

“Me,” She said, a strong undercurrent of ‘duh!’ in her tone. “I’ve played matchmaker for tons of people and I have a 100% success rate. Don’t you want them to be happy?”

JJ jumped off the counter and swung the door to the fridge open, pulling out a small bottle of water. “Obviously I do but I’m telling you that it’s not gonna work.”

“What did you guys try last time?”

“We basically did what we did to you and Kie but that didn’t do anything really, they just hung out. John B suggested that we set them up on blind dates with each other but when they saw it was just them, they invited us along and we couldn’t exactly say no. I tried the whole ‘hitting on Kie in front of Y/N’ thing but she just got all quiet and didn’t talk to me for like a week,” He pouted. “Longest week of my life, by the way.”

Sarah nodded, pursing her lips in thought. “Alright then, so we’ll try that last one again. We’ll just have to switch it up.”

He tilted his head to the side, “Huh?”

She pushed herself up onto the kitchen counter, opposite where JJ was sitting, and continued to detail the plan, “Last time, you tried flirting with Kie, right? That’s where you went wrong, Y/N got jealous and insecure but she’s not the confrontational type but Kie is so this time, flirt with Y/N instead but make it more believable, no corny pickup lines.”

“Corny?” He was indignant. “I never say corny-”

“Just,” Sarah said, clearly impatient. “Make a few flirty comments here and there. The rest of us will work on Kie.”

“What are we working on?” John B, Pope and Cleo were in the entrance to the kitchen, looking particularly perplexed. 

John B narrowed his eyes at his girlfriend and raised his eyebrows, looking unimpressed, “Are you scheming again?”

“No!”

“Yes, she is,” JJ huffed and jumped down from the counter, “Control your woman!”

Sarah couldn’t bring herself to sit still, instead choosing to swing her legs and tap her fingers on the tops of her thighs, “We were just-”

“She! She was just!” JJ interrupted frantically, pointing at her and crossing his arms over his chest, “ I want no part of this, I’d rather not face Kie’s wrath again.”

“We,” Sarah maintained whilst sending JJ a loaded stare. “Are planning what we’re going to do about the two love birds in there. It’s going to work, I promise, I’ve done this plenty of times.”

“Oh, really?” Pope asked sarcastically. “You’ve set up one of the most stubborn people on the island with one of the most oblivious people on the island before, have you? What makes you think this time is going to be any different? It’s just going to end up with them being pissed off at us again, the only difference is that you’ll have to suffer through their moping as well.”

Cleo shook her head at her boyfriend’s dramatics, pulling a beer can out of the fridge, “The man’s got a point.”

John B nodded, “They don’t like people meddling in their weird relationship, especially Kie.”

“I know what I’m doing,” She turned to face JJ, “I need you to up the flirting with Y/N, not just when Kie’s around, make sure you do it all the time so she doesn’t catch on.”

The others exchanged a series of sceptical looks. Sarah’s plan seemed pretty solid in theory but none of them had the desire to risk the anger of either of the girls. Even Cleo, who hadn’t been around for the previous plans, could tell that there would be pretty dire consequences if they failed. 

While your anger was more of the silent-whilst-plotting-a-murder type, Kiara was more likely to drown them and/or restrict their joint and alcohol consumption, which in JJ’s eyes was just as bad, if not worse.

“Sarah-” 

“Just, I don’t know,” She sighed, exasperated. “Follow my lead or stay out of the way and JJ, do your thing,” She clapped and rubbed her hands together devilishly before walking past them into the living room.

The sight she was greeted with when she entered made her heart melt.

The two girls were no longer where they had been left, they had migrated from the floor in front of the couch to the couch itself but they were still too wrapped up in one another to notice that the others had left to begin with, let alone that they had returned. 

“Are we watching this or not?” You asked, nodding towards the TV which had the menu screen of ‘The Black Phone’ loaded up. 

“Depends,” JJ launched himself onto the couch next to you with a grin on his face and threw his arms around your shoulder, “Can I hold you if I get scared?”

Kiara pursed her lips in annoyance and narrowed her eyes at him. “I don’t think that’s going to be necessary, JJ, just cuddle Pope instead.”

“Um, dude,” John B announced, “Go get them, you might want to take Y/N with you.”

Sarah inwardly groaned, they needed to work on his lying abilities because this was just painful.

Kiara’s head shot up from where it was tucked into your neck, and her arms wrapped around your waist and gripped you tighter. Her eyes were set in a glare that landed on John B, making him fight back a flinch. “Why can’t you or Pope go with him? We’re comfy.”

“I’ve, um,” John B. stuttered and looked to Pope for help, which ended up being futile since his fellow pogue decided that staring at his phone was a better use of his time. “I’ve got to set up the TV, it’s gotta be done a specific way, and Pope is waiting for a phone call or something, I don’t know.”

“Real convincing,” JJ scoffed under his breath. He stood up and pulled you to your feet, ripping you out of Kiara’s grip. “Come on, Angel, let’s go.”

“Angel?” You and Kiara chorused. Your facial expression was one of pure confusion whilst Kiara’s was one of pure disgust. 

“I don’t know, I’m trying something,” He shrugged. “Come on, I need a beer if you’re planning on making me watch this.”

As soon as you and JJ were out of sight, Kiara turned to face the remaining pogues that were left looking out the door after them. “I thought you were getting snacks, John B,” She laughed sarcastically and raised an eyebrow. “What are you trying to do with those two anyway? She’s not interested.”

Pope tilted his head in faux confusion and shrugged at her. “What do you mean? We just figured that maybe it was time for JJ to, you know, have a relationship that lasted more than one night before he ended up with an STD and who better than Y/N?”

Kiara pressed her lips together and clenched her jaw. “Why Y/N, though? Doesn’t she deserve better than just being someone to stop JJ from sleeping around, besides doesn’t he have a date tonight? He was bragging about it all day yesterday.”

Kiara was the only one he had mentioned the impending date to which briefly threw them for a loop. John B met Sarah’s gaze with an imploring stare, practically begging her to come up with someone as quickly as possible. Pope and Cleo had become extremely interested in Pope’s phone, actively ignoring the rest of the people in the room. 

“Well,” Sarah began, settling into your previous place next to Kiara and she made a point to keep her gaze on anything but the other girl in an attempt to seem more nonchalant, “JJ was just telling us that things have changed between them lately, I guess? You should have heard him last night. Apparently, they went surfing the other day and got pretty close, he reckons she’s gonna say yes if he asks her out and he’s asking her out now.”

Kiara’s gaze whipped towards the door of the Chateau, a sour expression taking over her features, “It’s like she gonna say ‘yes’,” She scoffed and shook her head, “She’s never brought him up like that once and he’s not her type anyway.”

“Well,” Pope remarked, looking up from his phone to meet her gaze. “You are pretty intense about the whole no-pogue-on-pogue-macking thing, maybe she was scared you’d be mad if she mentioned it.”

“I mean,” Cleo said, clearly catching on to Pope’s thin of thinking, “Rudeboy isn’t my type but I’m not blind.”

Kiara folded her arms across her chest and tucked her legs underneath her body, taking turns to glare at each of the remaining pogues, “She wouldn’t, he’s too… JJ for her.

Speak of the devil and he shall arrive.

As she muttered those words, JJ walked through the door, carrying two cases of beer, “What’s that supposed to mean?” He chuckled, dropping the cases onto the coffee table. 

“Nothing,” The others murmured. JJ looked suspiciously at the annoyed look on Kiara’s face and the almost identical deer-caught-in-the-headlights look that the rest were sporting.

John B clapped his hands after worryingly glancing around the room, “Okay so the movie’s all set up and snacks are ready. There’s no more need to talk about anything. JJ, get the curtains and Pope, get the lights, and we’ll get started then.”

Kiara nudged Sarah in her side to move further away from her in order to make room for you, who quickly and quite happily turned to your position in her arms.

Sarah and John B made themselves comfortable on the old, worn-out armchair beside them. Pope claimed the last space on the edge of the couch, with Cleo lounging on the floor between his legs. JJ, once again, launched himself onto the couch beside you, which was quite a tight fit given that the aforementioned couch was certainly not made for four people.

It took Kiara roughly ten and a half minutes before she was completely fed up and called it quits. JJ had somehow found plenty of opportunities to flirt with you, more than Kiara would consider appropriate.

“I’ve changed my mind,” She declared, her tone was harsh and her lips pressed into a thin line, and untangled herself from you to angrily storm out the door, trying and clearly failing to keep her anger at bay. 

You glanced around in confusion, trying to meet your friends' gazes to determine the reason for Kiara’s sudden departure but came up empty. You weren’t completely oblivious, you saw the stoney glares that she had been sending to JJ but you figured that was just typical jj-being-an-idiot glares rather than anything else. You frowned, glancing between the TV screen and the door a few times before making up your mind; jumping up from the couch, you walked outside with clear purpose in your strides.

The pogues shared a triumphant look and ran towards the window, pulling the curtains open and preparing to watch their work come to fruition. JJ was relieved when they watched you join Kiara on a hammock, he’d had enough flirting with his best friends for a lifetime.

You and Kiara were far enough away that they couldn’t quite catch what you were saying but they figured that it was positive based on your and Kiara’s matching smiles. They cheered amongst themselves when they saw you lean over to pull her closer and watched as she laid her head in the crook of your neck. 

Sarah turned around with a smug look on her face, “Told you.”

Kiara couldn’t but smile into your neck and run her fingers up and down your side, playing with the hem of your shirt, “Did JJ ask you anything when you guys went to get the beer?” She wondered out loud.

You paused, pulling your fingers from where they had been in Kiara’s hair, untangling some of the strands, “Kind of, we talked about his tonight and he wanted fashion advice.”

“Really?”

“Yeah,” You chuckled, shaking your head, “He’s really excited, it’s adorable.”

Kiara’s tilted her head up and pouted at you, “Not as adorable as your girlfriend, though, right?”

You gave her an unimpressed look and pressed your lips to her forehead, “As adorable as JJ is, he doesn’t compare to you. I wouldn’t want anyone else.”

“No one else could deal with listening to your stupid ass conspiracy theories all day,” She joked, wrapping her arms around your waist and burying her face in your neck again.

“Well, that’s rude.”

“Still love me?”

“Duh.”

“You know, they’ve been trying to get us together all day,” Kiara noted, staring up at the clouds through the tree branches.

“I know, they’re not exactly subtle about it, are they?”

“Should we have told them?”

“Nah.”

an: i'm terrible at endings but what do you think? let me know in the replies/reblogs and send me any requests you have <3

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[prettypinkprincessa]

Rafe with a shy reader!!

You are too pure for this world. Is what he thought when he first laid eyes on you. Cute big doe eyes, soft cardigans, and the little tiny sketch book you carried everywhere with you. You were adorable.

“Hey, kid.” He spoke out. You jumped slightly at his sudden outburst and smiled, waving at him as he sat down infront of you.

“Do you talk?” he asked. Your eyes widened and your lips fell into a pout. You weren’t quite fond of your own voice. It was quiet and small and everytime you spoke someone asked you to speak up. It got to the point where you just stopped talking in general.

You nodded your head slowly and looked away. Avoiding his heavy gaze. He caught on pretty quick.

“Whats your name?” He asked slyly. Knowing that you’d have to talk.

You looked up slowly from your sketchbook and sighed.

“Y/n..” you spoke softly. Giving him your name then going straight back to drawing. He was shocked to say the least. Taken aback by your voice. It was so soft and sweet, he wondered why you never spoke. And ever since then he’s made your life hell by making sure you speak everytime he sees you.

💗 he would purposely trip you (and catch you) or scare you just to hear your cute little whimpers and screams. He found every little noise you made adorable.

💗he would invite you over for sleepovers at his house just to listen to the cute little noises you make in your sleep. (Yes, kinda stalker-ish but he’s head over heels for you)

💗 he would act overly interested in stories you tell so you wouldn’t get self conscious and go all quiet on him. He’s grown used to your shyness and knows how to bring you out of your shell.

💗 every time you want something he makes you use your words.

“rafey?” You say while pointing to his hand.

He looks down and sighs lovingly.

“Hm? Use your words baby.”

You whine lightly, “can I hold your hand?” You whisper, as if you were telling him some deep secret.

He chuckles softly and smiles, “of course, baby.”

💞 not proof read so sorry for any mistakes!!

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[surftrips]

can u write a jj sister story where she goes on a dinner date at a Kooks house with him and his fam (despite JJs warnings) and they act all stuck up and criticize her for being a pogue and her family?? and then JJ comforts her after? love your page :))) <3

"Y/N, it's one thing to go out with him on this side of the island, but dinner at their house? That's a disaster waiting to happen," your brother JJ was trying to reason you out of attending a dinner at your Kook boyfriend's house.

Well, he wasn't officially your boyfriend, but he had lasted longer than your usual flings so he was the closest thing to a boyfriend that you had. Now, you knew not to trust any Kooks, and you didn't, but this one was different.

He had managed to win you over from the second he laid eyes on you. Buying you flowers, going on surf trips together, or just laying down in the hammock, you began to feel as if you two weren't so different after all.

The Pogues even began to tolerate him after a while, everyone except JJ, of course. He knew you really liked this guy, so he tried his best not to be too confrontational, but that didn't prevent him from giving your boyfriend the occasional side-eye or passive aggressive comment.

So naturally when you told JJ that your Kook boyfriend had invited you to dinner with his Kook family at their Kook house on Figure 8, he wasn't very pleased.

"But- don't you think things could be different this time? I mean... he's not like the rest of the Kooks, what if his family is actually really nice?" you argued.

"Y/N, I highly doubt that. They're all the same and you know that," JJ replied.

"What about Sarah?"

"Okay, fine, but she's the only exception. This guy you're seeing, he's not like her and neither is his family."

"And how would you know that? You've never even gotten the chance to talk to him because you're so busy judging him!"

"Do you hear yourself right now? Judging him? He does that every time he hangs out with us Pogues, I know he does. You think he likes hanging out at the Chateau? I bet he would much rather be on one of his fancy boats or at his million dollar mansion."

"Maybe! But maybe he just likes me and wants to be around me! Is that so hard for you to believe?" Tears were beginning to well in your eyes as you stormed out of the room.

"Y/N, wait..." JJ called after you but your mind had already been made up. You were determined to go to this dinner and prove him wrong.

—

"So, Y/N... Maybank... is that correct?" your boyfriend's father was asking you.

"Yes, that's my name." You offered him your best smile.

"Well, when my son told me he was seeing a Maybank, I thought he was joking," he laughed at himself.

You forced yourself to laugh along too, hoping that this awkwardness would subside soon.

"Nope, not joking, Dad," your boyfriend finally spoke up, placing his hand over yours.

In an attempt to change the subject, his mother asked, "So Y/N, do you work? Have any hobbies?"

"Sometimes I help my friend Kiara out at her parent's restaurant. It gets pretty busy around tourist season," you explained.

"Oh... I think I've heard of the place. What's it called... The Crash? The...?"

"It's called The Wreck."

"Right," she pursed her lips, "How fitting."

You felt your cheeks heat up. Partly out of embarrassment, but mostly with anger. You knew how hard Kie and her parents worked to keep that place up, hell it had gotten them out of The Cut and into Figure 8, and that still wasn't enough for your boyfriend's mom.

Your boyfriend could probably sense that you were about to say something in response, so he quickly cut you off with a throwaway comment about the food.

However, his father had no issue jumping in where his wife ended off. "Working at a restaurant is all fun and games when you're a teenager, but at some point, you will have to grow up and pursue greater ventures. I hope you know that, Y/N."

You wanted to ask him what was wrong with working at a restaurant, you wanted to point out that he had personal chefs make their dinner tonight, and you wanted to ask him why he had such a superiority complex when he had not worked a day in his life. But of course, you couldn't do all that.

"Yes, I do. I actually plan on going to college after high school."

"Oh? Community college, I assume? Are you able to afford university on your current salary?" his mother was back to taking stabs at you, but you refused to give her the reaction she wanted.

"Actually, my grades are good enough that I think I can get some scholarships."

Your boyfriend chimed in, "Yeah, mom, she's really smart for a Pogue."

Now, everything would have been fine if he had just stopped after "she's really smart," but "for a Pogue?" It was one thing if your boyfriend's family was rude, you knew a thing or two about dysfunctional families, but for him to disrespect your friends like that, you couldn't let it slide.

"What do you mean 'for a Pogue?'" you questioned.

"Well, it's just that... your friends aren't the brightest on the island. John B. is always getting into trouble and your brother.."

"You don't want to finish that sentence."

He quickly shut his mouth. You realized that your boyfriend was a doormat. On one hand, he didn't care what his family said about him seeing a Pogue, but he didn't have the courage to stand up for you either. So you decided to leave.

"I'm sorry, but I think I'm going to have to cut this dinner short. I hope you all take some time to do some self-reflection tonight while you're sleeping on those high thrones of yours," you said as you pushed your chair back and left the room, once again trying to conceal the tears threatening to run down your face.

—

Back at the Chateau, you were prepared to go straight to your room and not speak to anyone for the rest of the night. You were too embarrassed and angry to talk about what had happened.

However, as soon as you opened the door, you saw JJ laying down alone on the couch. At the sound of your footsteps, he immediately sat up.

"Did you wait up for me?" you asked.

"Well, I tried to. Kinda fell asleep there for a minute." Despite all the pain you were going through, he managed to make you laugh a little. "So, how did it go?"

"Uhhh... could have been better," you weakly smiled.

"Aw, I'm sorry. I'm sorry it didn't go well, but I'm also sorry about what I said earlier. It wasn't fair, I know how you always want to give people a chance, and I was just trying to protect you."

"No, but you were right. His whole family is full of assholes. And he just goes along with whatever they say." You began to sniffle as you finally let yourself cry.

JJ immediately pulled you into a hug. With your father out of the picture, your blood family just consisted of you and him. He was all you had at the end of the day, which both comforted and scared you.

"I thought he wouldn't be like his father," you sobbed.

JJ knew what you were talking about. Growing up together, you both swore that you would never end up like your father. You believed that people could be different from their parents, that they could break the cycle if they wanted. So he understood how disappointed you were just to find out that all Kooks were in fact, the same.

Between the two of you, you were always the optimist and JJ the pessimist. Now, as JJ held you in his arms, he whispered, "Shhh... it's going to be okay. He didn't deserve you anyway. I'm right here."

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[of-a-chaotic-mind]

JJ Maybank Masterlist

💜 = 300+ Notes

Premium Subscription || JJ & (Y/N) have been best friends since kindergarten. Now that they’re older, it’s painfully obvious to their group of friends that they have feelings for each other but are too scared to admit it. Said group of friends has finally had enough and decides to give them a little nudge.  💜

JJ Maybank Headcanons || I listed some random headcanons about just JJ but also some of JJ x Reader. 💜

Glue (Routledge!Reader)

Part 1 || JJ is living a nightmare when his best friend, Reader, is kidnapped and held for ransom by his father.

Part 2 || The Pogues go to the police for help getting (Y/N) back but JJ and John B end up taking matters into their own hands.

Part 3 || John B and JJ get Reader back but need to have a talk with her about some things they heard her say to Luke.

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[rubiehart]

jj fuckin’ his girl bestfriend all nice and slow, taking in her body just in complete shock that this is reality and not some crazy wet dream. tanned arms supporting his body weight beside her head where her hair is splayed around her head like a halo making her look like some kind of goddess, full lips parted and eyes closed, little ‘uh, uh, uh‘s’ leaving her pretty mouth at every thrust where jj’s fat cock nudges that spot inside her squelchy pussy that makes her dig her nails more aggressively into his muscly back.

her eyes opening for a second when his thrusts become more frantic and miscalculated, her orgasm building white hot in her lower stomach making her moan out, their eyes locking as he continues thrusting, his orgasm building as fast as hers seemed to be.

on a whim, she reaches up to take his shark tooth necklace between her teeth, the action innocent but making jj even more desperate for his release, her innocent eyes looking up at him as he thrusts harder, an even deeper desire consuming him as she moans out.

wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him down into a heated kiss, tongues swirling deliciously against each other as he swallows all of her pretty little noises, pulling away to watch her face as she claws harder at his back, his arms aching but he wasn’t about to miss this moment, eyes flicking to her tits as her noises got louder. “‘m fuckin’ coming jj!”

“cmon come for me pretty.” he says, keeping his pace and not looking away from her face, a loud moan spilling from her wet lips as she comes undone, face contorted beautifully as her eyelids slip closed again, feeling the wetness of her orgasm coating his cock he lets go too with a loud groan, as she watches his adams apple bob as he cranes his neck back, dropping his arms which supported his weight and whispering praises inaudibly into her neck.

their sweat-slick bodies pressed impossibly close but still needed to be closer, with his slowly softening dick still inside her sopping pussy she takes a hand through the tangles strands of blonde hair and a kiss to his sweaty forehead, making him smile and press a lazy kiss to her collarbone. “can’t believe we didn’t do that sooner, you’re fuckin’ perfect.” he mumbles, making her blush crimson as he nuzzles his face into her neck and breathes out all relaxed.

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[cute-sucker]

EX HUSBAND RAFE HEADCANONS !!

ex-husband!rafe will continuously come to your house telling you it's only to check up on your baby girl

ex-husband!rafe will catch himself calling you sweetheart and honey, and them stop himself before it gets out of hand, iching his head and tilting his head in that endearing way

ex-husband!rafe is in tune with your cycle, and you swear the man knows the exact day to send you chocolate and sweet things to handle your sweet tooth

ex-husband!rafe will sleep on the couch with a sheepish smile, but then will soon later join you in your bed, cradling you in the way that made your breath catch whispering "what's the master bed for then, huh?"

ex-husband!rafe will know everything about your dating life/borderline which may seen creepy but somehow you know it's for your health and somehow you understand it all

ex-husband!rafe will let the goddamn pretentious expensive preschool know that his daughter is worth the world and the last thing they want to do is piss the cameron's off

ex-husband!rafe would find himself desperately cracking an inside in an attempt to reminisce about times before your split

ex-husband!rafe will still introduce you as his wife in business outings, a sharp smile on his face while his hand wanders possessively low at the small part of your back, and sometimes you liked how he took stake of what was his

ex-husband!rafe would always attend school events for their daughter, cheering their daughter at the soccer match, and making decisions over coffee

ex-husband!rafe would have you a new bouquet every single time he comes to your house- almost as if to make up for every single one he didn't give you when the two of you were together

ex-husband!rafe still glances at you in that way where dull sparks travel up into your heart, and you feel the testament of time and the feeling that you would never forget the imprint he has on your mind

ex-husband!rafe always compliments you, and sometimes he kisses your forehead, and when you're crying too hard he bundles you in his arms and tells you everything

ex-husband!rafe watches cheesy romance movies with you, both of your legs entwined, and he watches you during those rom coms all teary eyed and telling him it was the best time for romance

ex-husband!rafe lets you know everything that happens in his life, if it's for a little chat or a ride in his car- and his car? he still drives you everywhere. who knows the types of sickos there are in the world? that's what he says to say as he rants furiously

ex-husband!rafe is still the first emergency contact in your phone, and when you get in trouble - he's running to you, arms open to cradle you in his warmth. he always knows how to handle the situation

ex-husband!rafe starts baking for you, and sometimes he leaves a few cupcakes or muffins every single he comes. at this point you feel the sudden urge to grab his face and kiss him every single time he cheekily leaves more loafs of bread for you

ex-husband!rafe loves your daughter and you to the moon and back, and he calls the two of you, "his girls," and you swear sometimes you feel your heart break when you see the wary look on his face

ex-husband!rafe always avoids the question regarding why you split up, because he sees the way hot tears well up in your eyes, and the way your hands shake underneath the table and the last time a bastard asked that question--rafe almost punched him in the face

ex-husband!rafe curses himself every single day for signing those papers and letting the best goddamn thing he ever had go.

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