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katsu28 · 1 year

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🍭 “I love you.” “You do?” with jj maybank :)

i haven't written for this himbo in a hot minute, so thank you for this anna baby!!! pls enjoy pining jj <33

jj maybank x reader, short lil best friends to lovers + love confession, 1.6k

“Holy shit, he’s here and I’m not ready yet! J, go stall for time!” You exclaimed, angling your head towards your bedroom, where JJ had been camped out on your bed for hours now, having been the poor soul relegated to help you choose an outfit for your date tonight. The doorbell had just rung whilst you were in the middle of doing your makeup, nearly sending you into a frenzy.

“Got it!” He yelled back, heaving himself to his feet and stomping down the hall to answer the door, albeit a bit begrudgingly.

There was nothing he wanted to do less than make small talk with yet another guy that wasn’t him taking you on a date. But you asked, and JJ always did what you asked. It came with the territory of being head over heels in love with your best friend.

He plastered a neutral look on his face, pulling open the front door only to be met with some dude who he vaguely recognized as being one of Sarah’s slightly less stuck up Kook friends—Preston who the fuck knows what. Probably some fancy ass last name like Berkeshire. Harrington. Vanderbilt. Something hyphenated, or with a Jr. or II tacked on the end of it.

Preston something or other looked a bit surprised to see him standing on the other side of the door but recovered quickly, guy nodding at him suavely. “Hey man. Is Y/N here?”

“She’s almost ready.” JJ replied, leaning against the doorframe with crossed arms. Preston nodded again, shifting on his feet. He looked nervous, JJ noticed. Good. Then he noticed the bouquet of flowers clutched in his hand. “Carnations, huh?”

“Yeah, you think she’ll like them?” He straightened the cellophane surrounding them, tucking a stray leaf back into the bunch.

“Oh, totally.” JJ was being one hundred percent sarcastic, but Preston didn’t know that. If he really knew you at all, he would know that you hated carnations. That you thought they were tacky and too bright. And if JJ wanted to be a good guy, he’d tell Preston before he made the wrong impression on you. But he wasn’t going to. He knew he probably should, but he wasn’t going to. Call him selfish. “So tell me, Preston, what’s the agenda for tonight? Where are y’all going?”

“Uh, nowhere special. Dinner at that new bistro on Main and maybe a walk around town afterward.” Preston chuckled awkwardly, licking his lips.

Damn it. That was actually a really good date idea.

“Preston, hi!” You interjected breathlessly, rushing past JJ to give the other boy a brief hug. “Sorry to keep you waiting, I hope this one didn’t tell you too many embarrassing stories about me.”

“I would never.” JJ mock gasped, pressing a hand against his chest.

“Yes, you would.”

“Alright, maybe I would.” He shrugged. “Anyways, whatever! Get outta here, kids, go have fun. Not too much fun though, Preston my man! No funny business, have her home by eleven, yadda yadda.”

“Bye, J. Try not to burn down the house while I’m gone.”

“I’ll try my best.” He saluted you, ignoring the warmth in his chest when you rolled your eyes playfully at him. Then you were gone, leaving JJ alone.

He did admit, he worked himself up a little too much waiting for you to come home. Maybe he almost paced a hole in the floor just thinking about what could happen if this date actually went well. He could see it now, ten, fifteen years into the future—you were a Figure 8 trophy wife with two kids who looked annoyingly just like Preston, and JJ was still here on the southside, hopelessly in love with his happily married, Kook-converted best friend.

Okay, maybe he was overreacting a little bit, but he couldn’t help it. Nothing he did seemed to quell the thoughts ping-ponging around in his brain; all he could do was wait for you to come home and tell him everything, like you always did.

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He straightened up the second he heard your key twisting in the lock, swinging his legs down to the floor from where they’d previously been hooked over the back of the sofa. Play it cool, bro.

“That’s it!” You huffed, throwing open the front door and traipsing inside, kicking off your shoes before flopping down next to him rather dramatically. “I’m calling it now! I’m never gonna find anyone!”

JJ thumped your forehead from where your head had landed in his lap upon landing. “I take it the date didn’t go well?”

“That would be the understatement of a century.”

“Well, I didn’t like him anyways, so.” You squinted up at him, frowning. “What? He got you carnations, Y/N. You hate carnations.”

“Yeah, but I didn’t hate Preston. He seemed nice, but the whole night, he was just…off, I dunno.” You sighed, waving a vague hand. “It was weird, I saw him this morning and he said he was excited, but when he came here it was like his whole vibe changed.” Part of that was probably his interaction with JJ, but the blond boy held his tongue. You sat up, angling yourself to face him with furrowed brows. “What did you say to him when he got here earlier?”

“Me? I didn’t say shit, I was just sussin’ him out. Simply exercising my duty as best friend.”

“Bullshit, you were probably sabotaging me!” Grabbing a pillow, you shoved your face into it, letting out a strangled groan. JJ patted your leg soothingly (he hoped), lips pressing into a thin line. “It’s whatever though. I don’t care anymore. I’m just never gonna find love in this lifetime.”

“Hey, don’t say that,” He chided, easing the pillow away from your face. “That’s not true. You’ll find love.” With me, he wanted to add. He didn’t.

“Thanks, J. But I don’t…I really don’t know anymore. Maybe I’m being dramatic, but it just feels like everytime I think ‘wow, this could be the time’, it just doesn’t work out.” You mumbled, picking at a loose thread at the hem of your shirt. “Makes me think that maybe it’s me, maybe I’m just unlovable.”

And that—you thinking that you were unlovable when JJ had loved you all his life—that was the straw that broke the camel’s back.

“I love you.” He blurted, brows furrowing.

Your breath caught in your chest, and you hesitated a second. “You do?”

“Fuck—yeah. Yeah, I do. ‘Course I do.” He sighed, dragging a hand through his already unruly hair, causing it to spring back in every which way. “How could I not?”

“Since when?”

“Are you kidding me? Since forever, Y/N. Honestly, probably since the first day we met, back when we were what, seven? You told me you liked my hair. Said it reminded you of gold, then you shared your fruit snacks with me. And that,” JJ chuckled, shaking his head, “that stuck with me, ever since then.”

“I remember.” You said softly, the memory bringing a small smile to your face. You’d met JJ on the first day of second grade, and it seemed like you’d just been attached at the hip ever since. He knew everything about you, you knew everything about him—except for the fact that he’d been in love with you ever since.

So really, maybe you didn’t know him as well as you thought you did.

“I can see the gears turning in your head right now.” He bumped his knuckles against your knee, ducking to meet your gaze. “You don’t have to say anything right now, I know it’s—it’s probably hard to take in. But it’s the truth. You were never unloveable, Y/N, you’re fucking perfect. You just…hadn’t found the right guy to love yet. And it might not be me, but I just needed you to know that you’re not doing anything wrong. Those guys are just fucking stupid if they didn’t see what I see in you. What I’ve always seen.”

You didn’t respond, instead just leaning forward and taking his face in your hands and pressing your lips against his, kissing him before you chickened out. If JJ was surprised he masked it well, only taking less than a beat to react. He reached out blindly, hands finding your waist to pull you onto his lap as he kissed you back eagerly.

“That was—what was that?” He breathed, pink lips parted and now shiny with your lipgloss, eyes bluer than the summer sky gazing wide right at you.

“Wanted to see if it felt right.” You whispered.

His chest rose and fell, pushing against yours with every deep breath he took in an attempt to keep calm despite his electric nerves. “And did it?”

“It did.” You confirmed with a nod, a small grin stretching your lips.

Everything was making sense now, like pieces slotting into a lifelong puzzle. The reason you were having such a hard time finding someone to love and someone to love you was because the person you needed and didn’t realize you wanted had been right in front of you for years, and you’d been too blind to see it all this time. But you saw it now.

You saw JJ now, and nothing had been clearer.

“I love you, J.”

JJ’s eyes fluttered shut almost blissfully, head lolling back against the couch cushions. “Shit, you have no idea how long I’ve been wanting to hear you say that.” He gave your waist a quick squeeze before letting his hand come up to give himself a light slap on the cheek.

“What’re you doing?” You giggled, tugging his hand away from his face.

“Making sure this isn’t another one of my dreams.”

Your brows lifted teasingly. “You dream about me?”

“All the fucking time, sweetheart.” His fingers traced the inside of your wrist, basking in the feeling of your soft skin warm against his, the view of you sitting on top of him looking like the epitome of beauty. He’d imagined this moment countless times, but never once did he think it would ever become a reality.

“And how do those dreams usually end?”

JJ smirked, eyes now gleaming with mischief. “You want me to show you?”

#jj maybank #jj maybank x reader #jj maybank x y/n #jj maybank x you #jj maybank imagine #jj maybank one shot #jj maybank fluff #jj maybank x fem!reader #outer banks #rudy pankow #kait celebrates 1k!#so excited to see my man in a month eeeee #obx3 pls come quicker

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outerbanksoftargtower · 1 month

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Idk what this look is but it’s making me hot

#rudy pankow #jj maybank #jayj #the outter banks #obx #press #my god this man #when he gives you this look 😏

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rudystree · 1 year

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#get you a man that will make a movie about your beauty for love day #this was so gorgeous #the world belongs to them fr #i’m so emotional #rudy pankow #elaine siemek #rulaine

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starshapedb0x · 10 months

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𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃 ✧˚ · .

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: you and carlos sainz have had your eyes on each other for so long, but the more you think about the each other the more jealous you get for others who get to spend time with the other. Who will fall first in this little game you’re playing?

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: 18+ (minors dni and read at your own discretion.), jealousy, semi-public sex, party, unprotected sex, oral sex (f receiving), fingering (f receiving), poorly written smut (first timer guys), mirror sex, Rudy Pankow involved because I need a random celebrity

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: carlos sainz x model!fem!reader

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 2K+

𝐀/𝐍: very much inspired by “boyfriend” by ariana grande and social house music video. first time writing something like this, I might write more, requests always open.

There you stood in front of the big, dark wood door of the huge mansion where the party you’d been invited to was happening. Your stylist had picked a black sparkly short dress with stars on it, paired with under-the-knee high heel boots. Your ears and neck are adorned with silver jewellery, matching the bracelet around your wrist. The invite said to be there at around 21:00, but you are Y/N Y/L/N. You didn’t need to arrive a little late to make an impact on whoever was in there, but the team that worked with you knew how doing so reinforced that effect. And even if it was a private party, the paparazzi were going insane with your image spread on their cameras. Y/N, the epitome of beauty, the woman every magazine wanted on their covers, every designer on their runway, and every photographer in their studio.

You gave wide smiles to the paparazzi as you walked into the house. Other than the lack of light and the loud music all around, you noticed the main guests this party was for: all of the F1 grid. You were acquainted with them, but from the first meeting, you found them to be a nuisance to your job, to your image, and most importantly, to you, there were a few you tolerated but the way they messed with anyone that was involved in modeling threw you off. But.. him. Carlos Sainz, the one man you’d danced with on those warm summer nights in clubs, parties, or anywhere you were invited that enhanced your reputation. The black classic suit he was in, and to make it a little more informal, without the tie. The dress shirt unbuttoned the right amount, showing off just enough of the chest you’d rested your head on before. And under the lack of light, his eyes looked even shinier.

Throughout those months, Sainz and you had your eyes on each other. You only spoke to each other in person never through texting, but the amount of time both of you spent just looking at each other’s social media pages was too much to be safe for the average person. You saw every picture posted on his account, along with every one he was tagged in. But so did he. And every picture you took holding a man that wasn’t him a little closer than usual had him gritting his teeth and holding his phone a little tighter than usual. To be fair, you knew what you were doing without looking at it; you helped pick the photos for your social media, thinking about what reaction you’d get from the driver if he were to see them.

Of course, you greeted every one of them, talking loudly so you could be heard over the loud music. What a season! They deserve the break and whatever party is thrown for them, although you were sure they’d rather sleep. The other driver you actually got along with was Lando, so as soon as you went and said hello, the conversation went smoothly, catching up with the last few months. You couldn’t help but eye the Spaniard from the corner of your eye, sliding the tip of your fingers along the side of Lando’s arm as you laughed lightly at a joke he cracked. Carlos couldn’t just walk over and snatch you away from his friend and colleague, slapping his hand away even if it wasn’t touching you, so he decided to play your game.

Approaching another guest, she giggled as you watched the Spaniard move his lips, finishing with a grin playing on them. He eyed you almost directly, but somehow the woman in front of him didn’t notice. At this point, the conversation with Lando had faded out a bit, and he offered to go get you a drink, which, after turning back to him to stop looking at Carlos, you accepted. You stood there for a second. You weren’t going to let Sainz win the game you started. To your luck, Rudy Pankow walked right past you and, upon noticing, greeted you right away. Looking back at the Spaniard, who now had his hand placed very lightly, almost not touching the hips of the woman in front of him, as they both laughed, you hugged the blonde actor tightly and longer than usual. You held his arms, asking him how he was doing and how everyone was. He replied to you, but everything you could focus on was the Brunette man giving you a quick look, your eyes meeting for just a millisecond as the woman hugged him tightly while telling him something he genuinely didn’t care about at the moment.

"Rudy, that’s so nice." You said this as he told you all about what he was filming at the moment. He lowered his head slightly to hear what you needed to say, and reaching your mouth to his ear, you continued. "I really need to go touch up; I won’t take long, promise."

With that, you walked to the bathroom. It didn’t take you long to find it, but to your surprise, the bathroom was huge. There was a long counter with a sink and a vase with flowers placed on the other end, two round mirrors along that wall, and not one person was in there. Right after you left his field of vision, the one and only Carlos Sainz rushingly left the embrace of the woman, whose name he didn’t even remember, and without saying goodbye, basically ran after you.

As you looked at yourself in the mirror, carefully running your fingers through your hair to fix it up, a silhouette showed up behind you. And without even looking carefully, you knew exactly who it was. "Carlos Sainz. You looked like you were having fun over there."

"Cállate, Princesa." (Shut up, Princess.) He says it in a more joking way than anything else. He makes his way over to you, shutting and locking the door behind him swiftly. You turned to him, and the moment your eyes met, you couldn’t keep your hands off each other. The Spaniard’s hand flew to your hips, roughly gripping them. You threw your arms around his neck, letting your hands run along his dark hair. Both of your lips crashed into each other abruptly. Both of you lost the game. You lowered your hands to his chest, sliding them up to his shoulders under the black blazer he was wearing. It was far too hot in here for him to be wearing that. You slid your hands down just slightly, and Carlos placed his arms back, letting the blazer fall off, landing on the cold floor. His hands fell right back on you, and they roamed along your back. Every touch of his fingers against your skin made you press up against him, closing every air gap between you. He lowered his hand to the back of your thighs, picking you up and setting you down on that counter. As he set you down, you grabbed his shirt’s collar and pulled him towards you. It all felt so desperate and somewhat rushed. Both of you felt hot and in a trance; you both pulled away from each other. Carlos looked at you with those brown eyes of his, and you held your breath at the sight in front of you, his mouth slightly open, panting quietly, his once neat hair now messy. But you weren’t the only one in awe. Carlos looked at your face, lips red and swollen from the previous kissing, cheeks visibly warmer than before, and eyes carefully watching his every move. Nothing else mattered right now; the music was significantly lowered in volume in here, and all you could hear were your company’s panting along with yours. The Spaniard didn’t take long to place both of your lips back together, and you roughly roamed your hands on each other, moving almost savagely on the counter—CRASH! Only you looked at the fallen, now broken, vase on the floor. "Wait, Carlos—"

"It doesn’t matter, cariño." He said, his hands reaching the zipper on the back of your dress, sliding it down and placing his hands under it, sliding one of the straps down to reveal more of your neck, then sliding the other one down to reveal your breasts, your nipples hardening at the contact with the cold air. He trailed kisses down your jawline and neck, reaching them. He worked carefully on both of your nipples, giving them equal attention. His hands rested on both sides of your waist. You rested your head back on the mirror behind you and intertwined your fingers with his hair. You couldn’t help but let out a soft moan, breathing shakily. His hand moved to the side of your thighs, sliding to the inner side of them, and not long after, right under your dress, lightly touching your clothed clit with his fingers. At which point you gasped, feeling almost dizzy. He rubbed it on top of your black lace panties just the right way—enough to keep you shaking from pleasure in his hands but not nearly enough to make you cum. "Carlos.."

"Dime, niña bonita." (Tell me, pretty girl.) He whispered lowly in your ear.

"Please, please make me cum." You desperately told him he slid your panties down your legs, you whining at the loss of contact in between your legs, and threw them near his blazer, and in a second he got on his knees in front of you, leaning his head against the inner side of your thigh. Your hands still rested on his soft hair as he pulled you towards him, sliding you on the counter. He pulled your dress up and guided his finger on your folds, hovering over your clit before pressing down. His finger slid slickly inside you, earning a choked moan out of your mouth. His tongue started working on your clit, and at the contact, you abruptly gripped his hair and practically screamed. As he got quicker, Carlos added two more fingers, and you could do nothing but let him, at this point only seeing stars. His pants were getting tighter as your moans became louder and your legs shook under the influence of his actions. Your legs instinctively closed around him as your eyes rolled to the back of your head, and you let out a string of moans, calling out his name. The Spaniard pried your legs open and got up. "I don’t remember saying you could cum, cariño. Fucking the obedience back into you doesn’t sound like a bad idea."

You panted, fucked out, and were sensitive from the orgasm you’d just had. Carlos didn’t seem to care as he slid you down from the counter and turned you around to face the mirror. You could see him with his hands lowered in the mirror, but what confirmed he was unbuckling his belt and undoing his pants were the noises, the clinging of the metal part of the belt and the unzipping of the dress pants. After doing so, he looked up at you, placing his hand near your mouth and resting his fingers on your lips. You took them in your mouth, sucking gently on them and coating them with the saliva built up from simply looking at the male behind you. Carlos stroked himself a bit, sighing, before pressing his cock against your pussy. "Fuck. Carlos, just do it." You moaned out, lowering your head with both hands to your sides and supporting yourself on the marble counter of the bathroom. He stopped himself.

"What do you want me to do, Princesa?" You shivered under his touch, one of his hands going up to your breasts, flicking the hardened skin of your nipple between his fingers, the other under your chin, almost wrapping around your throat from the front. He made you look at yourself in the mirror. "Look at you. I bet none of those guys have ever left you like this, have they? I know you posted all those pictures just for me. You get off at the thought of me getting jealous over you, huh? Princesa?"

You looked at yourself in the mirror; the mess you were in under his touch was unmatched. Fucked out and breathless, still waiting and begging for more, your hair falling on both of your shoulders, your skin glistening with sweat and desire, He was right; no one to ever touch you had touched you like he did; you were ruined for other men after today. "I need you right now, please, Carlos, please." You begged, looking at him through the mirror.

"Only because you asked nicely, niña bonita." He slid his cock into your pussy slowly, groaning.

"You had to put it all in, you fucking asshole." You said that, struggling to keep your legs still so you wouldn’t fall.

"Perdóname, but I’m not halfway in." (Forgive me.) He cooed, leaning against you and tightening the grip on your throat to hold your head up still. Your knees gave out slightly, and you tried to keep your strength on your arms. The unstoppable noises slipping out of your lips could only encourage Carlos more, as he finally thrust in everything he could, earning sharp panting for you underneath him. He started thrusting into you at a slow pace, although it didn’t take him long to speed up, and it didn’t take long for you to feel that pit in your stomach again. Finally, it hit you—that sweet spot you liked so much. Your whole body trembled as Carlos hit it, and noticing it, he angled his thrusts towards that same spot. It was being used and abused, and you couldn’t hold out like this much longer. You were practically screaming; no one outside could hear you both with the loud music and chatting of everyone, but even if they did, at this point you couldn’t care less. "Y/N, Y/N.." Carlos chanted, his thrusts getting sloppier, his breathing getting heavier, and his moans getting louder.

"Please let me,.. ugh.., please let me cum, Carlos." The way his name slid off your tongue drove him wild. "Cum for me, Princesa." He almost begged in your ears; you felt yourself tense up, and from there you were lost, crying out his name, gripping on anything you could around you, and your legs shaking from the wave of pleasure that shot through you.

As you rode out your high, you felt Carlos halt and pull out, spilling his seed onto your thighs, holding you against him, and pressing open-mouthed kisses anywhere he could reach on your skin.

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Carlos was sitting on the floor with his legs stretched out, his blazer on the floor next to him. You sat on top of him, head leaning against the counter; you were dressed now, and you innocently giggled at whatever he was saying. He had his fingers running along your cheek, and you had your fingers gripping the collar of his shirt. Your lips inches away from his.

"Estás tan hermosa—"

An unlocking noise was heard, and Lando walked in. Both of you halted and leaned back away from each other’s touch. Lando looked at the both of you, still you sat on Carlos’ legs, furrowing his eyebrows and visibly gritting his teeth. He looked at the broken vase on the floor and at the way you were now adjusting the strap of your dress while Carlos buttoned his shirt back up. And before any of you could speak, he just backed away.

#carlos sainz #carlos sainz x you #carlos sainz smut #f1 x you #carlos sainz x reader #carlos sainz imagine #f1 one shot #f1 smut #f1 fanfic #formula 1 x reader

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meiiie · 4 months

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12 grapes — drew starkey imagine

pairing: drew starkey x reader

word count: 0.2K (not proofread!)

fluff!! very short imagine, to celebrate 2024 :)

You and Drew were decorating your shared apartment the day before New Year's Eve, since you and the cast of OBX planned to celebrate it in the apartment. Whilst you mingled with the cast, the party had an atmosphere with music and laughter, as well as a VERY AND CLINGY sleepy Drew. He practically begged you to have a cuddling session, he'd be whining saying “pleasssseeee baby just hug me for a few seconds, i want to spend my last 2023 moments with u” as he fumbled with his words

“oh my god drew. it's not like your going to die!?!? plus we have guests, let me FREE DREW!!”

Despite your attempts of trying to escape from him, you give in, and thankfully he accidentally falls asleep. A few minutes before the countdown commenced, when he woke up, this man was about to bawl his eyes out after seeing you weren't beside him anymore. After going out of the room you both share, he literally shouts “BABYYY 😭😭😭😭 WHERE ARE YOU 😭😭😭😭”

He IMMEDIATELY forgets your friends were over at your guys' place, but thankfully the fireworks are loud enough so they couldn't hear him. While your friends were at the balcony admiring the fireworks, man was not giving up until he found you. “baby??” he looks under the table, and there you were, eating grapes. “hi bab-” you say, almost choking with your mouth full of grapes

Instead of watching the fireworks, you didn't expect to speed eat grapes with your boyfriend under the table before it turned 12:01 am. While your friends were still at the balcony celebrating 2024, rudy pankow realizes- “yo guys wait, where's y/n and drew??”

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andy-15-07 · 2 months

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Family love

masterlist ! pairing: Rudy Pankow x reader

SUMMARY : The nights are the most beautiful with the family

Genre: fluff, lovee

I remember heartbeat in the doctors office, she had him wrapped around her little finger. Rudy is the most excited for his little princess, regardless of the moment he talks to the baby in my belly, when she hears him, her little feet hit where my husband is holding his hand.

And our son was ecstatic, too. Our two year old, Andrew . He loved to put his little hands on either side of my belly, and wait to feel his baby sister kick and he loved to put his head on my belly when we stay on the couch while watching tv.

Nights have become our favorite times when Rudy and I are in bed. Rudy leaning against the headboard, and me between his legs, with my back against his chest, one of his hands on my stomach.

We giggled as we looked at our baby girl's ultrasound, wondering who she would look more like.

I want our daughter to have my eyes and lips and Rudy's nose and hair. While our son has Rudy's eyes, lips and nose, but his hair color is mine. The most beautiful combination of us.

Rudy and I have decided on what to name our daughter, Madelyn Lisa Pankow. We wanted it as our daughter. Same situation as our daughter, our son's name is Andrew Chase Pankow.

Before becoming parents for the first time, we decided to name our children after the people who have always been with us and we can consider them as members of our family. Our children's godparents are Chase Stokes and Madelyn Cline and they always came to help Andrew and me.

It was almost 11 at night and our little princess had other plans instead of sleeping, Rudy was facing me and his hand was on my belly where the baby had hit. I heard the small steps coming from the hall.

"Daddy?" He spoke from the door , rubbing his eyes.

“Yeah, baby?” Rudy asked him, as he looked back to find him.

“Can I come sleep with you? ”

“Sure, baby. Come lay with me and mommy.” Rudy told him, as he lifted the bedsheets up to greet our exhausted toddler. He sped over to our bed, and climbed up from his little steps, and rolled over Rudy's legs to land right in between us and my dear husband lift him up to cuddle.

"I was talking to your sister, do you want to talk to her too?"

He nodded his little head, and Rudy took his hand and put it where he had it a few minutes ago.

"What do you say if you start talking to her, maybe you will feel it too, what do you say my boy?"

“I’m Andrew . I'm your big brother and I will protect you . We will play together and I will read you books and stories . I love you baby sis .” He said, and the second he finished, she stuck her little feet out and gave him a tiny kick, and his excitement was so pure, he looked up at me and squealed .

"Mom, dad, you saw, my sister hit, it means she likes me." Andrew says and gets closer between us.

After a few minutes I notice that our beautiful boy has fallen asleep. I raise my head and look at my dear Rudy, the man I fell in love with from a young age, as he was looking at me smiling.

"Maybe now you will sleep peacefully my dear." It boosts my Rudy.

"Maybe. Good night, I love you Rudy!"

"Good night my love, I love you all" I hear him say and I fall asleep.

Rudy didn't sleep, he was looking at his beautiful family, he can be considered the happiest man on earth.

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rues-daya · 1 year

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yourinstagram

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yourinstagram: paradise 🏝

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y/nfan001 spare hand in marriage? 💍

yourinstagram do you have a ring? if so is it a ring pop? and if it’s a ring pop is it blue raspberry?

madisonbaileybabe sheesh look at that view.. and I’m not talking about the water

y/nfan12 who took this photo is the real question and how can we thank them?

baileemadison an angel. miss you 😘

yourinstagram miss you more 🤍

y/nfan18 that’s our mother y’all

obxfan09 she gives me obx vibes… how do we get her on the show?

rudeth obx 👀

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y/nfan27 y’all see Rudy’s comment… he been commenting a lot on our girls page

rudeth sorry, I can’t help it! I’ve fallen for her just like you all have ;)

y/nfan233 RUDY PANKOW IS ONE OF US

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hichasestokes there he is

y/nfan87 I’m so reaching but the island emoji is giving me a certain someone’s recent post 👀

rudyfan098 babe, you are in fact reaching lmao

obx see you tomorrow JJ

madelyncline long time no see, how you been?

y/nfan82 if the rumors are true that y/n and him are dating than i will pass out cause those two are so fine

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rudyfan45 he finally posted after 84 years lmao

yourinstagram insert that titanic photo of Rose saying ‘It’s been 84 years…”

rudyfan45 already one step ahead of you girl 😭

yourinstagram oh hey, my favorite character comes back!! can’t wait to fall in love all over again 😍

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yourinstagram I will ALWAYS be a JJ girl

rudeth as you should ;)

yourinstagram also I think you are kinda of cute.. actually scratch that really handsome and I will like to hang out some day :)

obxfan83 oh she’s shooting her shot… wish I had her confidence ^^^

y/nfan73 y/n I want your man

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y/nfan176 if y’all read her interview than you all should know that SHES DATING RUDY PANKOW AND THEY HAVE BEEN DATING FOR ALMOST A YEAR NOW

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y/nfan13 rudy you have officially passed the test

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How Well Do We Know Each Other (interview)

Obx cast x reader (Rudy Pankow x reader, not much mentions tho)

Summary; the obx cast gets put to the test on how well they know their coworkers

Warnings; drug mention, not proofread

Words; 3,330

I kinda hate this, but I kinda love it. I hate how many times I used the word laugh though.

Also, I got totally lost with points so I made them up so you would win.

Also, why can't I find any GIFS of the whole cast?

Requests are welcome and encouraged! I have an anon submission box and you can ask in comments!

“We’re rolling in three,” I cleared my throat and adjusted the way I was sitting as the director called out. My boyfriend, Rudy, who was sitting next to me ran his hand through his hair and Jonathan, who sat on the other side of me, cracked his knuckles.. “Two, one.”

Madelyn began talking with a laugh, “We’re the cast of Outer Banks and we’re here to test each other on-”

“Nope.” Chase said, shaking his head with a smile and we all left as the cameras cut.

“Take two.” The director said.

“I am Madelyn Cline and we are here to test how well we know each other.” Madelyn tried again and I shook my head.

“Thank God.” Chase muttered.

“And we also the cast-” Austin started.

“We’re also the cast of Outer Banks!” We all said in unison and began laughing again.

“Cut! Take three.”

“I’m Madelyn Cline, and we’re the cast of Outer Banks.” She motioned towards us and I waved to the camera with a smile. “And we are here to test how well we know each other.

“Yeah!” We cheered as we clapped.

Madelyn held up the card, “What astrological sign do I like the most other than mine?” She asked.

“Do you like the most?” Madison clarified.

“Yeah.”

“Scorpio.” Carlacia said. “Taurus.”

“Capricorn, duh.” I said with a smile.

“Woah, woah, woah, wait.” Jonathan started. “One response, per person.”

Drew got up and leaned over to the side. “Drew, stop cheating.” I said.

“Drew, don’t you cheat.” Chase said as Drew sat back down.

“I’m not.” He defended.

“Or Capricorn, I agree with Y/n. I’m gonna go with Capricorn.” Madison decided and I high fived her.

“I’m gonna say Gemini.” Drew said as Jonathan was saying Gemini.

“Ah, I was about to say Gemini.” Jonathan complained.

“I was just thinking the movie Gemini Man.” Chase said.

“No, Geminis are crazy.” Jonathan decided. “I’m going to go Aquarius.”

Madelyn smiled as she turned the card around, “Gemini women.”

I snorted as everyone laughed. Drew held up his hands in a “what did I tell you?” way as Jonathan protested.

“Ah, he didn’t specify.” He tried.

Madelyn moved on, “What am I most likely to do when I’m not filming?”

“I’m gonna go Call Of Duty.” Austin said and I laughed.

“I think you’re gonna chill at home with a glass of wine.” Madison said.

“Cards Against Humanity. I don’t know.” Rudy said, his hand resting on my knee.

“By myself?” Madelyn laughed.

“Hm, sleep.” I said simply and Madison laughed.

“Okay, well I have a couple. Actually three.” Madelyn informed us and we laughed again. “Um, napping.” I put my hands up in victory.

“I’m so smart.” I bragged, looking straight into the camera and pointing at my head. “Come to me with all of your problems, and they will be solved with the low cost of five dollars.”

“Stop self promoting.” Jonathan deadpanned and I flipped him off.

“Um, wine.” Madelyn continued. “All natural. Natty wines.” Madison snorted. “Or doing Austin impressions to myself.”

I pointed at her, “Oh that’s fun. Mhm.”

“Right?” She said with a smile.

“It’s an honor, thank you.” Austin said with a hand on his heart. “Have you perfected it yet?”

“You’re perfect.” She imitated with a laugh. “What is my pet peeve?” She asked.

“Your car window getting broken, like four times.” Austin said

“In a year.” She added.

“I think that’s a pet peeve. That’s solid.” Madison agreed.

“Being like, talked down to.” Jonathan said.

“Yeah, changing out of pajamas.” Rudy guessed.

“Hm, that’s good.” I told him quietly.

“Like, mansplaining and stuff.” Jonathan continued.

“Getting out of your pajamas.” Rudy repeated.

“Not going to the spa?” Carlacia asked.

“So, JD, you were close. Being told what to do.” Madelyn said.

“Oh, yeah, yeah.” He agreed.

We rearranged as Drew got up to the seat.

“Purple nurple. Is it hot in the hot seat?” Chase asked.

“First question. What’s my secret talent? Bonus, where did I learn my talent?” Drew started.

“Sleeping.” Carlacia said.

“Insomnia.” Jonathan said right after.

“Guitar, piano. It’s an instrument.” Madison said.

“Well, what’s happening right now is you’re just giving me a lot of ideas.” Drew explained.

“Write it down.” Carlacia told him. “Cause you look like you’re waiting for us to tell you.”

“Yeah.” He said and wrote down his answer.

“Probably juggling.” Rudy said quietly, but not everyone heard him.

“I saw him playing harmonica with the monkeys.” I pointed out.

“With the monkeys?” Madison asked and I nodded.

“Oh, I can see that.” Austin said.

“When was he serenading?” Madison laughed.

“When the monkey swiped the drink.” I explained as Madison imitated playing a harmonica.

“Alright. My secret talent. I think I did hear someone say it. Which is juggling.” Rudy clapped his hands and I smiled at him. “Um, as a bonus though, uh insomnia is my secret talent.”

“Yeah.” Jonathan agreed.

“Who is my favorite Outer Banks character?”

“Barry.” Chase and Madison said together.

“Come on, that's easy.” Jonathan said.

“We know this.” Carlacia chimed in.

“I’m gonna say Shoupe.” Rudy said.

“Wheezie F baby, Wheezie F.” Madison said and I nodded my head.

“Yeah, Wheezie. Or C/n, because she’s just so hot and great, y’know?” I said with a smug smile while dramatically flipping my hair.

“Oh, for real.” Madelyn agreed as Rudy nodded in approval.

“Is it Ward Cameron?” Jonathan asked.

“No, it is Barry.” Drew said and flipped the card to face the camera. “Except C/n is pretty great.”

“I agree.” I nodded.

“That’s a point, can we count that one.” Chase said to the producers in the back.

“If I could live anywhere in the world, where would I live?” Drew asked.

“I’m tempted to say Bikini Bottom.” Carlacia said and we laughed. “But I’m gonna not.”

“Bikini Bottom.” Rudy repeated.

“North Carolina.” Madelyn said as she laughed and Drew flipped the card which said North Carolina and we all laughed.

“You can see right through that. I saw it too.” Jonathan laughed.

“Hickory, North Carolina.” Austin said.

“Hickory, North Carolina.” Drew repeated.

“No, just put North Carolina.”

“North Carolina. Asheville, North Carolina. That’s my favorite place on Earth.”

“Aw. The Outer Banks.” Madelyn said.

“Paradise on Earth.” I said as Drew threw the card.

“Who’s up?” He asked.

Jonathan sat on the seat. “You ready?” He asked. “Settle down, class. Here we go, first question. What’s my favorite TV show of all time?”

“I know what it is. Go ahead, write it down.” Madison said.

“It’s Boondocks!” Madison, Carlacia and I all said in unison before all high fiving each other.

“It is Boondocks.” Jonathan said with a nod, turning his card to face the camera.

“Sunny Philadelphia?” Austin asked.

“Ooo, always Sunny Philadelphia close second. Hilarious.” Jonathan deadpanned. “Alright, two. What is my favorite soda? And I don’t really drink soda.”

“Crap, it’s root beer.” I said, trying to think of the brand.

“A and W root beer.” Carlacia said.

“It’s not A and W but it is root beer.” Jonathan said.

“Mugs?” Madison asked.

“It’s not Mugs.”

“Oh! Barks!” I exclaimed, pointing at him. “It’s what they have in Texas!”

“Yes, it’s Barks. That’s what they had in Wataburg, Texas. But other than that I don’t really drink soda. Now this is a trick question, because I think you all think you know the answer.” Jonathan said.

“Write down your answers.” Madison said as the boys kept talking over everyone.

“Boys, boys, boys, boys, boys.” Jonathan said, keeping up the teacher act.

“I apologize.” Chase said.

“What’s my go-to snack on set? Now, this has changed since the first season and everybodies gonna yell out fruit snacks. It’s not that.”

“Vickie’s jalapeno chips.” Madison said.

“Goddamnit, Madison.” Jonathan said with a smile and we all laughed. “Give everybody a chance. Alright, I’m gonna write down a second answer too. So everybody can know my second favorite too.”

“I feel like it’s flaming hot cheetos when they got ‘em.” Carlacia said.

“That’s Vickie’s. Vickie’s takes that spot.”

“Then fruit-roll up?” Rudy guessed.

“It’s fruit by the foot, actually.” I said while rolling my eyes.

“Fruit-roll up, or fruit by the foot. What do you say, Chase?”

“I’m thinking, come back to me.” Chase responded.

“Sour patch kid roll up thing?” Austin guessed.

“That’s not a thing.”

“Anyone up there got a guess?” Jonathan asked us.

“Cheez-its?”

“I’m just gonna go with the classic, Lays?”

“Again, it can’t be chips because that’s Vickie’s.”

“Honeybuns?” I asked.

“Uh, it’s goldfish. But Honeybuns too.”

“Does that count?” I asked and looked behind the cameras to the producers. “Does that count?” They shook their heads and I deflated with a pout as Drew patted my head and Rudy wrapped his arm around me and rubbed my arm.

“But goldfish is a chip.”

“It’s a cracker. It’s in the cracker aisle.” Jonathan defended.

“Is goldfish a chip?” Rudy asked the camera.

“It’s a- it’s a cracker?” Austin said unsurely.

“I’m gonna win this one.” I said as Rudy sat on the chair dramatically, his eyebrows furrowed.

“You better.” He said, pointing at me. “Uh, there’s two things, the two things to this question, uh, what am I certified in?” He asked.

“Kayaking.” A bunch of people said.

“Yeah, kayaking and climbing.” I agreed.

“Yeah, it’s kayaking, which I don’t know if I spelled that right, and climbing.” He said, pointing his card to the camera.

“Two of the most Alaskan things possible.” Jonathan said and I nodded my head with a laugh.

Quick point update. I have the most points, four, then Madison with three, Carlacia, Chase, and Jonathan all have two, and the rest have one.

“This one’s kinda weird, how many instruments do I play?”

“How is that weird?” I asked and he just shrugged with a smile. Lots of threes rung out.

“Wait, at what skill level?” Jonathan asked.

“That’s the question now, isn’t it?” Rudy laughed.

“I feel like we can all play something.” Calracia said.

“Cause I’m thinking the kazoo.”

“Yeah the kazoo!” Rudy laughed, doubling over in his chair.

“Yeah and then we got the maracas and the flute.” Jonathan said.

“The triangle.” Madelyn said.

“It’s definitely harmonica.” Chase said.

“Harmonica and guitar.” Madison listed.

“Drums.”

“I was gonna say ukulele.”

“He plays the drums too.”

“So, I’m gonna say 2.5.” Rudy said. “And I’m gonna even count like the piano. But I play harmonica and percussion. The drums.”

“Oh.” Austin said in realization.

“Yeah we bond over them.”

“The one person that should know.”

Austin sat down and grabbed the marker from Rudy.

“How old was I when I started playing drums?” Austin asked.

“Nine.” Madelyn said immediately.

“Right out of the womb.” Chase said.

“What?” Austin said, pointing at Madelyn.

“Wow, Cline.” I commented.

“You saw it.” Drew accused.

“No.”

“I’m not saying that’s correct. We can keep going.” Austin said. “It’s nine.” He said in disbelief.

“Give us another age.” Jonathan said.

“What is the first thing I do in the morning?” Austin asked.

“Check your phone.”

“Wake up?” I said.

“Uh, just breathe.”

“Brush your teeth?”

“Check your phone.”

“That’s what I said.”

“No, take out your little soldiers.”

“Brush your teeth!”

“Go to the gym.”

“Invisalign?” Chase asked.

“Chase got it. Take out my night guard. But Y/n was also correct, give her a point too, I do wake up first thing in the morning.”

“I’m so cool.” I bragged.

“What’s my most prized possession?”

“Your drum set.” Rudy said with a laugh.

“Is it Blueberry?” Madelyn asked.

“The range?” Madison guessed as Rudy asked Madelyn what Blueberry was.

“The car, the BMW.”

“Oh, yeah.”

“Yeah, for sure your car.” I said. “That thing was a lot of moolah.”

“I’m gonna go with the old, uh, bounce house that you got for Christmas.” Jonathan said, his arms crossed.

“Oh, when I was eight?” Austin laughed.

“When you were eight, yeah.”

“Thought Christmas was over and went downstairs to the basement and there’s a jumpy house!” Austin explained.

“My car.”

“Dude, why did you write it like you’re four years old?” Chase asked.

“Alright, good job, you guys know me pretty well.” Austin said and hnaded the Sharpie to Madison.

“This is the hot seat, huh?” She asked. “Okay.” She looked at the question and gasped. “Do I know how to spell this? I’m gonna write it small.” She said in a higher pitched voice. “What word would I use to describe myself?” She asked in her normal voice.

“Whoo.” Calracia said with loud laughs. I pursed my lips with a smile.

“The S-A-T word?”

“This is blasphemy!” Carlacia said and the whole cast laughed.

“Green.” Drew said with a straight face.

“She can’t spell green?” Jonathan asked.

“Yeah, there’s your hint.” Madison laughed.

“I’m gonna go with- Earthy. I don’t know.”

“I feel like you’re tidy.” Austin said.

“Yeah, I’m going with earthy.” Rudy agreed. “You said earthy, that was a pretty good one.”

“What’s the word you can’t spell?” Carlacia asked and Madison flipped her card.

“Independant.”

I nodded, “That is difficult. For sure.”

“I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T! Do you know what that means? Hey!” The cast sang with large smiles.

“I covered my mouth because I’m over here like I-N-D-E-P-” Madison said and we all laughed.

“How did I meet my girlfriend?” She asked.

“Tikity Tokity.” I said as everyone said some version of Tik Tok.

“There’s gotta be some like, some OBX super fan getting all of these right, right now.” Jonathan said and I nodded.

“It’s me.” I said.

“Sure. But to you, we say thank you.” Jonathan said to the camera.

“What is my favorite movie?”

“Legally Blonde.” Chase said automatically.

“Pursuit of Happyness.” Jonathan guessed..

“Bambi.”

“Nacho Libre.”

“Princess Diaries?” Austin said unsurely.

“Solid movie.” Madison agreed. “JD got it, it is the Pursuit of Happyness. And it’s supposed to be spelled wrong, before I get cranked.”

“Oh, this is a great question.” Carlacia said as she sat down. “What am I most likely to spend my money on?”

“Drugs.” I said confidently, making the whole cast burst out laughing.

“Sneakers.” Madison said once she calmed down.

“Oh!” Carlacia laughed pointing at Madison.

“Sneakers!” Austin said, mocking Carlacias hand motions. “Jordans?”

“Good ass food?”

“Clothes.”

“Fashion. I just think it’s fashion. Just say fashion cause it’s all of it.” Jonathan said and I nodded.

“I change my answer to the entirety of fashion.” I said with a proud smile.

“You can’t do that, cheater.” Jonathan said, crossing his arms.

“Watch me.” I responded, also crossing my arms.

“Ladies, ladies, break it up.” Chase said.

“I have to change mine a little bit because they're probably right.” Carlacua said and I snorted. “I put shoes, but I spend a lot of money on fashion, cause y’know, shoes.”

(A/n, at this point I’ve lost track of points, so I’m kinda making them up) Point update. I have seven, still in the lead, Madison, Madelyn, Chase and Jonathan have five. Drew has four. Carlacia and Austin have three, and Rudy has two.

“Where is my favorite vacation spot?”

(There’s two way people say this, pick whichever you want)

“The Caribbean.” I said.

“It’s the Caribbean, not Caribbean.” Jonathan said, rolling his eyes.

“My bad, Hermione.” I said with a scoff.

“Yeah, I’m just gonna sum it up with the Caribbean.” Madison agreed.

“Yeah, you’re right. It’s the Caribbean in general.” Calracia said with a smile. “That’s my favorite vacation spot. Shout out to the West Indies.”

“True or false: I have won a beauty pageant?”

“For sure it's true. You’ve also won my heart.” I said making a heart with my hands and she put her hand over her mouth, pretending to be flustered.

“Stealing my girl over here.” Rudy said and the cast laughed as I blew kisses to Carlacia.

Everyone else said it was true.

“If you didn't, you got robbed.” Madison said.

“Absolutely.” Jonathan said.

“It’s true. I have won a beauty pageant.”

“Yes! Carlacia, I'm your biggest fan, marry me!” I begged jokingly as the rest of the cast snapped their fingers.

“How many tattoos do I have? Bonus: Where are they?” Chase asked after he sat down.

“I feel like you probably have one on your ass.” I said and Drew nodded in agreement.

“There’s an ace, there’s a card.” Madison said, counting on her fingers. “There’s a dove.”

“Everytime I see you, you have three more.” Carlacia said.

“There’s a match.”

“Twelve.” I said with a nod, guessing a random number.

There was a bunch of crosstalk and guesses before Chase began talking.

“I think it’s twelve.” He said.

“Is that what I said?” Madison asked. “That’s what I said?”

“Yeah, we both said twelve.” I nodded.

“What other Netflix series did I appear in?” Chase asked.

“Stranger Things.” Everyone said together.

“I got four letters in then I realized my handwriting is that of a four year old, so, it’s just STRA.” He said, showing us the card.

I sat on the chair with a giddy smile. “It’s my turn.” I said in a sing-song voice and everyone laughed.

“I love how excited you are.” Carlacia said.

“I love you.” I responded while wiggling my eyebrows as she blew a kiss to me, which I pretended to catch and stick in my pocket.

“Ew.” Jonathan said plainly as I looked at the card.

What is my earliest memory?

I laughed evilly as I wrote down my answer.

“Oh Lord.”

“Mk. Guys, my dearest friends, what is my earliest memory?” I asked.

Rudy looked to the ceiling in thought.

“Is it when you peed your pants in second grade?” Austin asked and I gasped.

“You can’t say that on camera!” The cast laughed as I pouted.

“Getting the giant stuffed dog from your dads girlfriend.” Madison said confidently.

“That’s good.” Jonathan agreed.

“No, it’s the fishing trip.” Rudy said with a nod. “When you caught the biggest fish.”

I turned around my card which read “fishing trip” in large, bold letters.

“You’re right, Rudy. It’s the fishing trip.”

“Damn.” Madison said disappointed.

“I feel like Rudy has an unfair advantage here.” Chase said.

“Shh, they’re just in love.” Carlacia said.

“Guys, shush, it’s time for the next question. What sport did I play in middle and highschool?”

“Volleyball.” Everyone said.

“It’s all you want to do when we aren’t filming.” Austin said and I nodded, agreeing with him.

“Okay, the finale, what is my biggest secret?” I said and everyone was silent for a few moments.

“I have zero clue.” Madison said.

“I literally know zero of your secrets.” Jonathan said, getting a nod from Drew and Chase.

“I don’t know man.” Austin said, rubbing his neck.

“Is it that you used to write fanfiction?” Rudy asked.

“And?” I prompted.

“You would post it on Wattpad.”

“Ding ding ding!” I said.

“What did you write about?” Madelyn asked.

“Everything. I’m pretty sure one of my books got to like, 100k reads too.” I said.

“I’m not even surprised you wrote fanfiction.” Drew said.

“Okay guys, who do we think won out of this?” Chase asked.

“I’d say like-”

“I’m banking on you.”

“Drew?” Carlacia asked, looking at the scoreboard.

“Drew?” I repeated, looking for confirmation.

“How did Drew win?” Madison asked as Drew stood up, holding his arms out. The whole cast argued.

“False alarm.” Chase said. “It’s like the whole Miss Universe all over again.” He said as I wiggled my eyebrows at the camera, being the winner.

The whole cast began walking off the stage.

“So, can we play some volleyball?” I asked as Rudy wrapped his arm around my shoulders and groans rang out.

“No!” They yelled together and I laughed evilly, knowing I was going to force them to play anyway.

Unbeknownst to us, the camera was still rolling, and yes, they put that at the end of the video.

You could tell how tired I got towards the end by the lack of detail lmfao

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Drew Starkey

Request: Hi Could I request a rudy pankow x daughter reader Y/N warms up to drew Starkey because I really enjoyed the ones you did form Criminal Minds thank you and love your page ❤️

Rudy Pankow x daughter!reader

Summary: Y/N warms up to Drew.

Warnings: just some fluff!

a/n: thank you for the request! this has been in my inbox for, like, almost a year lmao. hope you all enjoy!

(gif not mine)

"Okay, baby girl. You ready to go meet everybody?" Rudy asks as he unbuckles the two year old out of her car seat. Y/N lets out a small whine as Rudy holds her on his hip. "I know you're shy around new people, but you'll be okay, munchkin. I promise."

He gets whatever he'll need and grabs Y/N's sippy cup before heading inside of the restaurant.

"Hi. Um, I'm meeting a group here. The reservation should be under, uh, Chase Stokes. Like, seven or so people." Rudy tells the hostess.

"Oh, yes. You're on the patio." She points in the direction.

"Thanks." Rudy says as he heads for the patio. "Hey." He greets everybody.

"Sup, man." Chase greets. They all greet him, since they've already met him.

"And who is this little cutie?" Madelyn warmly smiles at the toddler in Rudy's arms. Y/N leans closer to her father, her arms wrapping around his neck.

"This is Y/N." Rudy states, drumming his fingers on Y/N's back lightly. "Can you say hi?" He asks. The girl shakes her head, holding onto him tighter. "She's shy when you meet her. She'll warm up sooner or later."

Rudy sits down, being between Drew and JD.

"You wanna sit in a high chair?" Rudy quietly asks his daughter.

"No." She whines, latching onto his arm.

"Okay. Okay, you're okay. It's okay." Rudy assures, keeping his arm around her.

They all order and soon enough get their food. Rudy puts Y/N in her high chair so she can eat and he starts eating.

At one point, Y/N drops her fork.

"No." She whines, watching it fall, but Drew catches it in time.

"Here you go." Drew softly smiles, holding the fork out. Y/N shrinks away from him and Rudy takes the fork.

"Can you say thank you, baby?" Rudy asks.

"Fank you." Y/N quietly says, taking the fork from her dad.

"Thanks, man." Rudy says.

"You're welcome." Drew says.

- - -

Y/N is on the set and sitting in Rudy's cast chair. She's holding her stuffed animal on her lap, watching everybody goof around while they wait to start filming and Drew and Austin are also both hanging around.

Rudy walks over to his daughter.

"How you holding up, sweetness?" Rudy asks, adjusting one of her pigtails.

"'Ood." Y/N says, giving him a thumbs up and Rudy smiles a little. "Pway?"

"Yeah. Yeah, come on. Just don't touch anything that isn't part of nature." Rudy says and Y/N nods. He puts her on the ground and she walks around, Rudy following her.

Y/N finds a soccer ball and looks up at her dad while pointing at it.

"Yeah. Yeah, we can play with that." Rudy nods. He grabs the ball and leads her further away from the filming equipment to make sure they won't hit any of it.

Rudy gently kicks the ball towards her and Y/N does her best to kick it back.

"Good job." Rudy praises, walking over to the ball to kick it again. Y/N grins at the praise, giggling.

They continue to kick it back and forth and Rudy has it again. He kicks it too hard, it rolling right past Y/N and towards the others.

"Shit." He mumbles and watches the ball bump into Drew's leg. Drew kicks the ball back over, gently kicking it to Y/N.

The toddler gives him a shy smile and Drew gives her a soft smile back.

- - -

Y/N is sitting at a piano that's on set and she's pressing randomly on the keys. Rudy is a few feet away, talking with the others about some of the scenes, the blonde periodically glancing over at his daughter to make sure she's still there.

Drew walks over and smiles a little.

"Hey." He gently calls, getting the toddler's attention and she stops. "Hey, can I show you something?" His hand hovers over the keys. Y/N seems to consider his question before nodding.

Drew uses one hand to play some notes, glancing at Y/N who watches his hand dance back and forth, producing notes that actually sound like music much unlike her random choices. Y/N smiles a little.

"Can I sit down?" Drew asks and Y/N still takes a moment to think before nodding. Drew sits next to her, making sure to keep some space between them since she's still a little shy.

Drew plays some more notes, using both hands this time, and Y/N watches him with a small grin on her face.

Drew starts to teach her simple notes and she does her best to repeat whatever he does.

- - -

The cast are at the apartment and gathered for a movie night. They have all the snacks out and Y/N helped pick out the movie, it needing to be G or PG given her age.

"Okay, ready to watch the movie?" Rudy asks his daughter, giving her a sippy cup full of chocolate milk.

"Uh-huh." Y/N nods, the two walking into the living room. "I wanna sit with Dew." She states while walking over to the said man. Drew lets her climb onto his lap and her back rests against his chest. Drew wraps an arm around her to make sure she won't fall off.

"Wh-- but you always sit with me during movie nights." Rudy says.

"Dew." Y/N says again, taking a drink of her chocolate milk.

"What can I say? I am the desired company for the masterpiece that is Finding Dory." Drew comments.

"But she always sits with me." Rudy quietly whines, pouting.

"Dude, you have her all the time. One movie with her attached to somebody else isn't the end of the world." Madison comments.

"Yes, it is." Rudy grumbles, trudging to the couch, sitting between JD and Madelyn.

"Well, hey, you get to do the whole bedtime routine thing." JD says. Madelyn sympathetically pats the blonde on his head.

"You'll live." She tells him. "Besides, you wanted her to warm up to us, right? Least she likes him now."

"Yeah, but now I actually have to share her." Rudy mutters.

"You poor thing." Chase sarcastically comments.

Rudy huffs as Madison starts the movie, ignoring the jealousy in the pit of his stomach from not having his daughter with him. He is glad she's warmed up to the cast, knowing how shy she always is around new people, but honestly, he's probably just as attached to her as she is to him.

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#rudy pankow #rudy pankow x daughter reader #rudy pankow x daughter!reader #drew starkey

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xtom-darling-x17 · 1 year

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Christmas Fanfic list

Day 1 - Fluff - Snow Angel - Rafe Cameron

Day 2 - Smut - Ginger Bread man - Pope Heyward

Day 3 - Smut - Santa’s little secret - JJ Maybank

Day 4 - Fluff - Fluffy Penguins - Kiara Carrera

Day 5 - Fluff - Hot Chocolate + CoCo - Chase Stokes

Day 6 - Fluff - Covered in Snow - JJ Maybank

Day 7 - Smut - Icing on the cake - Rafe Cameron

Day 8 - Smut - Secret presents - Madelyn Cline

Day 9 - Fluff - Fairy lights on the tree - Sarah Cameron

Day 10 - Fluff - Dancing Elf - Pope Heyward

Day 11 - Smut - Angel Delight - Rudy Pankow

Day 12 - Fluff - Your reindeer - Chase Stokes

Day 13 - Fluff - Are you in my Pjs? - John B

Day 14 - Smut - Falling in deep - JJ Maybank

Day 15 - Smut - My snow flake - Sarah Cameron

Day 16 - Smut - Cookies + cream - John B

Day 17 - Fluff - Gold and silver tinsel - Drew Starkey

Day 18 - Smut - Decoration box - John B

Day 19 - Smut - My Christmas list - JJ Maybank

Day 20 - Fluff - Sing a holly jolly song - Rudy Pankow

Day 21 - Smut - Breaking the ice - John B and JJ

Day 22 - Smut - Let me warm you - Kiara Carrera

Day 23 - Fluff - Peppermint stars - Sarah Cameron

Day 24 - Smut - wrapped up for you - Chase Stokes

Day 25 - Smut - Milk + Cookies - JJ, John B, Sarah

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lghtyear · 3 months

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would you rp with the following ocs ?

the security guard . a man who works as night security for a cemetery . he can also see / commune with the dead . they’re basically his friends at this point . ( 26-28 , paul mescal fc . )

the undercover agent . a humanoid alien who works for unit , managing to slip under the radar and get intel . unfortunately , he’s fallen in love with the human race so now he’s actively trying to mislead his people . ( 23-25 , rudy pankow fc . )

the hopeless writer . a fantasy writer who is currently one of the most renown in the world ! he writes of a vampire family spanning for centuries . his stories are so believable , filled with such interesting plots and painfully real characters . he truly went with the idea of write what you know . ( 482 , jake gyllenhaal fc . )

#⁽ ᴿᴼᴳᴱᴿ ⁾ . . . ‘ in relation to: post. ⁽ ᴼᵁᵀ ⁾#just some ideas!!!#lmk hehe

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daughter-of-melpomene · 1 month

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𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐥 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐭/𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐭.

given that i’ve just revamped my marvel ocs, i figured it was time to share the casting for my personal version of the mcu! please note that this is a combination of my own ideas for recasts and popular castings that i’ve seen on other platforms, and also that not every character has been included here because there are several that i like with the actors currently portraying them. you all can definitely feel free to use any and all of these for yourselves!

scott eastwood — steve rogers a.k.a. captain america.

pedro pascal — tony stark a.k.a. iron man.

boyd holbrook — clint barton a.k.a. hawkeye.

marina alexandrova — natasha romanoff a.k.a. black widow.

gratiela brancusi — wanda maximoff a.k.a. scarlet witch.

jesús castro — pietro maximoff a.k.a. quicksilver.

ian anthony dale — stephen strange a.k.a. doctor strange.

michael ealy — james “rhodey” rhodes a.k.a. war machine.

lana condor — gwen stacy.

charlie rowe — harry osborn.

sydney park — cindy moon a.k.a. silk.

christian kane — logan howlett a.k.a. wolverine.

kirby howell-baptiste — ororo munroe a.k.a. storm.

jesse spencer — scott summers a.k.a. cyclops.

sophie skelton — jean grey a.k.a. marvel girl.

elizabeth lail — raven darkhölme a.k.a. mystique.

cody fern — warren worthington the third a.k.a. angel.

stephen lang — erik lensherr a.k.a. magneto.

rowan blanchard — kitty pride a.k.a. shadowcat.

caity lotz — emma frost a.k.a. white queen.

ryan hurst — victor creed a.k.a. sabretooth.

john krasinski — reed richards a.k.a. mr. fantastic.

emily blunt — susan “sue” storm a.k.a. the invisible woman.

rudy pankow — johnny storm a.k.a. the human torch.

temura morrison — ben grimm a.k.a. the thing.

tagging @endless-oc-creations, @ginevrastilinski-ocs, and @dancingsunflowers-ocs because they’re my marvel girlies so they might find these useful!!

#randomness #fancasts #marvel fancast #mcu fancast #marvel recast #mcu recast

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honeybear-yammy · 2 years

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Down Low

Warnings: cursing, smut, spit kink, cum play?, oral sex, face fucking

Pairings: JJ Maybank x Female Reader

Summary: In which Y/N gets bored so she decides to pleasure her boyfriend JJ.

Character: JJ Maybank (played by Rudy Pankow)

Show: Outer Banks

You were sitting beside JJ on the couch. You were bored out of your mind. JJ seemed like he was distracted watching the television. You on the other hand were bored as hell. You sighed trying to think of things to do when you got a very naughty idea. You smirked and slowly slid off the couch onto your knees. JJ had not noticed that you had moved yet. You crawled over to him with a small smirk. He looked down at you confused.

“What are you up to pretty girl?” He asked corking his brow. “Oh, nothing.” You giggled innocently. JJ ignored it for now and his attention went back to the tv until he started to feel you palming him through his jeans. He instantly got hard under your touch.

You smirked seeing what your touch was doing to him. You unbuttoned his shorts and pulled them down along with your boxers just enough so you could pull his now hard cock out of his shorts. He watched you smirking. By how hard his dick was you could tell he was excited. So were you though. Just seeing his hard cock made your pussy soaking wet. You pumped his length a few times. JJ let out a sigh from pleasure and watched you.

You giggled and licked up his shaft making him groan. His moans made you every more wet. He was so fucking sexy when he moaned out. You put the tip of his cock in your mouth, swirling your tongue around the tip, cleaning the precum off it. Then you began to bob your head up and down. You couldn’t fit him fully into your mouth so you pumped the rest of his length that you couldn’t fit. He groaned out still watching you.

“Fuck baby. You look so pretty with my cock in your pretty little mouth.” He said as he moaned out. You moaned onto his cock, the vibrations making him moan out. You loved to hear the blonde boy moan. You swore his moans alone could make you cum without him even trying. You hollowed your cheeks so you could take more of him in, your nose almost touching his pelvis. He put his hands in your hair. He made a makeshift ponytail with your hair in his hands.

Then then began to face fuck you. You gagged when his cock hit the back of your throat over and over again but, you loved the feeling. You loved the feeling of this man choking you with his cock. You could tell he was close because his thrusts were getting sloppy. JJ stopped face fucking you and let you go back to doing your own thing again. You kept bobbing your head up and down on his cock for a few more minutes then pulled your mouth off his cock.

You sat there on your knees in front of him with your mouth open and your tongue out. Your throat burned but you didn’t care. JJ pumped his own cock finishing himself off. After a few minutes of pumping his shaft he came. His cum flew all over your face, tongue, and chest. JJ bit his lip seeing his cum splattered onto you.

“Fuck..” He groaned and stopped pumping himself. “You look so fucking hot with my cum all over your pretty little face.” He smirked. You giggled and swallowed the cum you had in your mouth. “Open.” He said. You opened your mouth to show him you swallowed it all. JJ spat into your mouth and closed your mouth for you. “Good girl.” He smirked. You swallowed his spit as well. “That felt so fucking good.” He said smirking.

“Happy I could be of good service.” You smirked.

Author's Note: tysm for reading!

Taglist ˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗

@pankhoeforlife @ceceswriting @my-baexht-ls @lovedetlost @bethoconnor @n-kkpoly @vashappeningkevin @luversgirl @drewbooooo @gillybear17

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mycrymes · 2 days

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feel free to drop a like / comment to interact with one of the muses listed below !

welcome to lotus lofts ! ( PART 1 BC I HAVE SO MANY LOL ) below are the residents of merely three apartments in downtown new york ( ? ) ! working hard every day these tenants overcome and submit to the harsh realities of life .

sebastian alonso , 27 , he / him , bisexual , resembles anthony ramos .

meet seb ! seb lives in apartment 102 in lotus lofts . owning a small business at the corner of downtown , seb is constantly out and about . he is very well liked and respected . he could be considered everyone's brother or best friend . many nights seb allows strangers (ish) into his home if they are too intoxicated or in a bad mental space to sleep on his couch . very much an old soul as well . seb can be described as flirty , charming , sensitive , a bit dumb , ambitious , and warm !

ace regan , 24 , he / him , bisexual , resembles rudy pankow .

meet ace ! ace lives in apartment 409 with his sister freya and best friend fennec . if you have a broken pipe ? car ? device ? he is the handyman for you . ace spends most of his time doing small jobs for those in the apartment building as well as those who find his advertisements on craigslist . he also loves a motorcycle and won't hesitate to get into some pretty gnarly situations . ace can be described as rude , harsh , passionate , silly , hard working , hot headed , sexual , and protective .

freya regan , 22 , she / they , lesbian , resembles sophie thatcher .

meet freya ! freya lives in apartment 409 with their brother ace and his best friend fennec ( she tolerates him ) . recently graduated with a degree in mortuary science , freya has been job hunting for the past couple months with the part time job as a bookshop clerk . they tend to be pulled into the party scene and would easily be considered a stoner . she also is vey much into the rave / eden scene and can mostly see them clad in dark , risque clothing . freya can be described as moody , blunt , self conscious , powerful , focused , fierce , all or nothing , and protective .

fennec rivera , 24 , he / him , bisexual , resembles michael cimino .

meet fen ! fen lives in apartment 409 with his best friend ace and his bratty little sister freya ( he loves her ) . fen is what you call . . . a freeloader . agreeing to the apartment with the two he definitely had hopes to help pay and support them , but he seems to have a very hard time sticking to the plan . practically living in the club and bar scene , he ends up coming back home with a man or woman in his arms ! he dreams to be an entrepenour and own his own night club but every time he gets close something always happens . he truly means well , but , yeah lol . fen can be described as flirty , kind , gentle , stupid , sexy , ambitious , sociable , dorky , and funny .

sabrina bishop , 21 , she / her , bisexual , resembles whitney peak .

meet sab ! sab lives in apartment 218 with her older brother hudson . all sab wants to do is go to college to pursue her dreams in fashion design , but its of course far too expensive . she spends most of her time working two part time jobs -- one as a bartender in a local bar ( hi fen ) and the other as a receptionist at a fashion warehouse in an attempt to get noticed . she is often seen crocheting in her downtime and has an alarming amount of knit stuffed animals in her bedroom . sab can be described as intuitive , smart , prude-ish , opinionated , clever , warm , nervous .

hudson bishop , 25 , he / him , bisexual , resembles jonathan daviss .

meet hudson ! hudson lives in apartment 218 with his younger sister sabrina . hudson is your very favorite actor stunt double ! with a dream to become a full time actor , hudson has taken the opportunity to become a stunt man . and he actually loves it . its exhilirating and he is attempting to make connections with those in the business . when not working as a double , he tends to spend his time reading or playing video games in the apartment . hudson can be described as loving , smart , adrenaline junky , quiet , reserved , caring , over protective , worried , gruff , dense .

#& lore / lotus lofts .#MY BABIES #WRITE WITH ME #indie rp #open rp #open starter #indie smut rp #indie bi rp #idk

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saltwater-and-woodsmoke · 2 years

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Frustrated || Rudy Pankow

Olivia is having a little lot of trouble getting herself off. Frustrated, she seeks out her neighbor across the hall.

Warnings: smut smut smut, protected intercourse (p in v; always used protection. Birth control implant in this case.), rough sex, casual sex, desperate sex, blow job (mentioned), verbal consent (very important!!)

This is a repost from my main blog. I am reposting to this account so all my writing is in one place

Olivia let out a frustrated groan, removing her hand from where it rested tucked under the waistband of her black lace panties. She was horny. It was simple. Usually, she had no issue getting herself off but for the last week, she just couldn’t get there. She’d tried for hours at this point and nothing had helped.

With a sigh, she rolled over and unplugged her phone from the bedside table. It was two in the morning. None of the guys she’d call when she reached this point would be up. Except him.

Rudy fucking Pankow, the sandy haired man made by the gods themselves. He was younger than her by a year, not that it mattered, and he was hot. Unfortunately they had opposite schedules with the film he was currently working on, which meant he filmed most nights. Except Sunday, which meant he’d be home and in an attempt to keep his sleep schedule regularized would be up playing something on his gaming system. There was just one teeny tiny issue.

Eighteen months ago, after she had practically choked on his cock and he’d literally put her on a different planet with three orgasms of her own, he’d declared it a one time thing. A one night stand with his neighbor across the hall. He’d barely said ten words to her other than the casual hello when they met in the hall since then.

But Olivia was desperate. She needed to cum, and it needed to be soon. She couldn’t stand these attempts to get herself off, she was so wet she could feel it on her thighs. With a groan, she pulled herself out of her bed, not caring to put pants on, and slipped an oversized sweater over her naked breasts. Well, here goes nothing.

She made it across the hall of her apartment complex in three steps, raising her hand to his door and knocking once, twice, three times. She heard a muffled “Jesus Christ, it’s two fifteen in the morning. I’m coming.” Before the door cracked open.

“Olivia.” He was surprised at first, then taking in her appearance confusion set in. “You’re not wearing pants.” She rolled her eyes.

“Thanks Captain obvious.” She said “I need help.”

“What do you need help with at this hour?” Realization hit once he said the words, taking in her half naked appearance again. “I told you a year and half ago, Liv, it was a one time thing.”

“Rudy, please.” Her voice came out as a whine. “I haven't had a fucking orgasm in a week. I can’t get myself off with my fucking hand!” He scoffed at her with a roll of his eyes.

“Sounds like you better invest in a vibrator then, Liv. I don’t know what else to tell you.” He deadpanned, then the door clicked shut in front of her.

She barely made it into her apartment before she let out a scream of frustration, tears pooling in her eyes and slipping down her cheeks. Was an orgasm really so much to ask for? Hell, he didn’t even have to touch her, maybe just talking her through it would do the trick. All she knew is that she was so horny it physically hurt, and she didn’t know that was a thing that could happen to women. Desperate, she dialed all of the five numbers she had for casual sex. Four of them were disconnected, and the fifth one, a woman answered so she said she had the wrong number.

She let out another groan, throwing her phone on the couch. She was about to throw herself on the couch as well when a knock came from her door. Wiping her eyes she walked to the door, opening it to see Rudy leaning against the frame. He looked her once over with a frown.

“You were screaming. I wanted to make sure you’re okay.” He said, sounding concerned. “Are you crying?”

“No. Not that it’s any of your concern, Pankow.” She quipped at him. “Have a nice night.” She tried to shut the door but he stuck his foot in the way to stop it, looking at her with a frown.

“Are you really that horny?” He raised an eyebrow at her. “I mean, any man with eyes can see you’re soaked, Liv.”

“Do you really think I would have come to you if I wasn’t desperate, Pankow? I survived eighteen months without you.” She told him. “Hell, I don’t even need you to touch me, literally you talking me through touching myself would probably work.” He hummed,

“You sure want to do this? I’m not doing anything until you tell me yes. Not talking you through it, not touching you.” He told her. “And this stays between us. I don’t do casual sex.” She opened the door to let him in completely. She could feel his eyes on her and for some reason she felt extremely small next to him, despite being only two inches shorter.

“Rudy, I say this with the most consent I can muster. I want you to fuck me.” She said, sighing softly. “I don’t want you to be soft, I want you really fuck me.”

His lips mashed into hers. There was nothing romantic about the kiss, it was sloppy and teeth clashing but she wasn’t complaining one bit. It was eighteen months of pent up longing looks as one them watched the other walk down the hall, snarky comments, and almost dirty looks when they saw each other in public.

Hell, to the public they hated each other. It was a well known war between them on the internet, like they were college kids pranking each other. No one besides them knew about that night, just like no one would know about this night.

His hands slid underneath her sweater to grope her breasts, pulling a moan from her throat. He muttered a “jump” against her lips, gripping the back of her thighs as he walked towards her bedroom. Before she knew it, both of them were naked, him hovering over her.

“Last chance to back out.” His voice was dark, almost matching the clouded over blue of his eyes. She bit her lip as if she was contemplating it, but then grinned at him.

“Just fuck me already, Pankow.” She said.

“You on birth control?” He moved to start pressing himself inside of her, deciding to be nice and give her time to adjust to his size. She nodded quickly, her nails digging into his biceps as her walls stretched around his thick length.

“Implant.” Her voice came out almost as a moan. “Don’t be gentle with me, Rudy. I swear to god.”

It was like a switch flipped inside of him. He pulled back until he was inserted into her at just the tip, then snapped his hips forward harshly. Swiftly, he pushed one of her legs up towards her chest, his hand coming up to wrap itself around her throat just tight enough to increase her pleasure. The angle of his thrusts, the harsh pace, allowed him to hit that spot inside her that had her becoming a ticking time bomb.

Rudy knew she wasn’t going to last long, rather it be from the pace he’d set or from the fact she hadn’t cum in a week. Maybe it was a combination of both, but he knew she was close to that metaphorical edge and he was determined to push her off of it.

“Look so pretty with my hand wrapped around your throat, Liv. Being such a good little cock whore for me.” He rasped. “Gonna come in your pretty little pussy.” She clenched around him at his words, signaling to him she was close.

She came loudly, digging her sharp nails into his back as she clenched around him. His thrusts stuttered as she did, but he continued to fuck her through her high. It only took a few more of those stuttered, rushed thrusts before he was letting go in thick, hot, ropes inside of her, a loud moan leaving his throat as he did.

He pulled out of her slowly, watching as the mixture of their releases dripped out of her. As she caught her breath, he redressed. Silently walking into her en suite bathroom, he grabbed a washcloth, running it under warm water and coming back to gently clean up the mess between her legs. He tossed the washcloth into the laundry basket by her closet, going over to dig through her drawers for clean underwear and found a t-shirt for her to wear. She half heartedly helped him dress her.

Her hand grasped his wrist as he pulled her comforter up around her. He looked down at the green eyed girl, who looked up at him through heavy eyes.

“Hey.” She whispered. “Thank you. I won’t tell anyone.”

Rudy didn’t know what came over him, but he leaned down to press a kiss against her forehead before he smiled down at her. He didn’t understand what he was feeling at the moment, but it rolled in his gut and he knew he had to get out of there.

“Don’t mention it.” He told her. “Good night, Liv.”

Liv woke up the next morning, her body screaming at her. It took her a moment to realize what had happened last night. Rudy had fucked her hard, but then it was like a switch had flipped in him and he was the most gentle person on the planet. She was confused. Walking out of her room towards her kitchen, she picked her phone up off the couch.

3 new messages from: the ass in apt 5B.

3:45 am: I don’t know what kind of spell you put me under but I don’t think I’m complaining.

3:47 am: maybe I do do casual sex, but only with you.

5:39 am: you know what? Fuck it, be ready at 7:30 (pm) I’m taking you out for dinner. It’s a date. Sorry I suck at this.

#obx smut #jj maybank #rudy pankow #Rudy Pankow smut #jj maybank smut #obx fic #rudy pankow one shot #rudy pankow obx #rudy pankow x reader #jj maybank x reader #JJ Maybank x oc #Rudy Pankow x oc

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