#while blasting the pogues

[antxlss]

north face jacket

pairing: rafe cameron x reader

summary: while at a party at the boneyard, rafe gives you his jacket. you took it even though you aren’t very fond of him. this led to things you would’ve never imagined.

warnings: suggestive comments

words: 1.2k

a/n: i’ve been inspired by this jacket because rafe looks so hot in it. as always, thank you for reading! if you have any requests, please do not hesitate to reach out! i love you, enjoy!

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my friend sarah begged me all week long to come to this kegger with her today. so i finally caved and decided to go. i’m not much of a party person, but what harm would one kegger do?

i was currently waiting on my porch. sarah, topper (her boyfriend), and rafe (her brother) were coming by to pick me up.

i grew up with sarah so i know rafe. it’s safe to say he’s not my favorite person in the world. he always picked on sarah and i when i would come over. normal asshole older brother things. ever since i’ve gotten older he’s taken a liking in me. flirting with me every chance he gets. i turn him down, obviously. he’s my best friends brother. i couldn’t do that to her. but god is he hot. but i know that’s just something i can’t do, so i ignore his advances.

after about 5 minutes of waiting on the porch topper’s truck pulls up. i step back and crack my front door open and let my parents know i’m leaving.

i walked up to the truck and saw through the windows that topper was driving, obviously. so naturally sarah was in the passenger seat, topper’s hand resting comfortably on her thigh. i opened the back door and there in all his glory sat rafe. i sat down and buckled in. we were off to the boneyard for a fun night.

the ride there wasn’t out of the ordinary, mostly just me and sarah talking out of our asses about whatever we thought of. the boys had their own conversation about how many birdies they’d had at their last golf match.

we finally arrived and the party was already in full swing. pogues, kooks, and tourons alike were all drinking out of red solo cups and dancing to music being blasted out of a single bluetooth speaker. we hopped out of the truck. all four of us standing at the edge of the fun.

“uh, so, what first?” topper asked.

“drinks, duh?” i said in an obvious tone. i made my way to the keg, topper, sarah, and rafe following behind me.

i reached the keg and generously filled my cup with the cheap beer. i downed half my cup before filling it back up. i made my way over to a clear spot where i unrolled a blanket i had packed. i sat down taking off my shoes and digging my feet in the soft sand. sarah, topper, and rafe came and sat down on the blanket as well.

“guys, let’s go dance.” sarah suggested, scrambling to her feet, her cup of beer still in hand.

i jumped to my feet “i’m in.”

sarah looked to topper and held her hand out. he gave her a look. “do i have to?”

she gave him her signature puppy dog eyes and within a second he was on his feet.

we all started heading closer to the group of dancing people when topper suddenly turned around.

“rafe, you coming bro?” he asked.

rafe waved his hand dismissively. “i’m going to get more beer man.”

with that we all continued to the “dance floor.” as soon as i got in the group, i felt all of their energy. i started dancing, downing my beer. grinding on guys i’d never talked to and probably never will. it was so electrifying.

after a few songs, i stepped out of the group to refill my cup when i saw someone staring at me.

rafe.

his eyes were following me as i went to the keg, as i refilled my drink, as i continued dancing. it’s like i could feel his eyes tracing down every curve of my body. he studied the way i moved it to the beat of the music. he watched every hand that accidently grazed me. his eyes bore into any and every guy that grabbed my waist and danced on me.

i watched as he walked back over to the blanket i had laid down earlier. i decided i was gonna say something to him.

i walked up to him, towering over him as he sat on the blanket. “are you done eye-fucking me yet?” i snapped.

“well, not really, i was kinda enjoying myself.” he replied with a smirk.

i plopped down beside him, the alcohol i had consumed catching up to me. “you’re disgusting.”

“i know you like when i say things like that to you.” he remarked.

i rolled my eyes and shivered as a gust of chilly wind blew by. my crop top and shorts weren’t doing me much good.

“are you shivering because you’re nervous from being around me, or are you cold?” rafe asked.

“i’m cold you dipshit.” i sneered.

i felt warm, fuzzy fabric drape over my shoulders. i glared over my shoulder to see rafe holding his north face jacket onto my body.

“what’s with the face, i’m just trying to keep you warm.” he argued.

“stop hitting on me.” i snapped.

“why?” he questioned.

“you know why. i’m your sisters best friend. i’m off limits. plus i don’t like you anyways.”

“whatever, just take the goddamn jacket before you get a cold or some shit.” he ordered.

i slipped my arms through the jacket, taking in the scent of expensive cologne, savoring the warmth “thanks.” i mumbled.

“you look hot in my clothes.” he smirked.

i reached over and smacked him on the arm. “i hate you.”

i know he’s off limits. i know i’m supposed to hate him. but no matter how hard i try, i just can’t. it was probably the alcohol, but before i even know what i’m doing i reach out and i grab his face. i crash his lips on to my own.

the kiss is sweet and passionate. like we’ve both been waiting for this for a long time. i feel his hands drop to my waist. i move mine to wrap behind his neck. i swing my leg over, straddling his legs, sitting in his lap. he finally breaks the kiss for air.

he presses our forheads together. both of us out of breath.

“i knew you liked me.” he teased.

i giggled letting my head drop to his shoulder.

“sarah, come on!” i heard topper yell.

“shit.” i quickly jumped off of rafe and casually sat off to the side of him. sarah and topper were walking up to us.

“guys, we are ready to go.” sarah groaned.

“yeah, okay.” i stumbled over my words, still shaken up about earlier.

rafe and i both got up and i shook out my blanket and folded it up. we all made our way back to topper’s truck. i grabbed rafe’s arm letting sarah and topper get ahead of us. i start taking off his jacket when he stopped me.

“keep it. it looks better on you.” he whispered.

i smiled. “you’re such a dork.”

“meet me in my room tonight” rafe knew i was staying the night with sarah, and i had some ideas of why he wanted me in his room.

“okay.” i replied. i pecked his lips and ran forward to catch up with topper and sarah.

what am i getting myself into?

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[lovelyjj]

maybe a mix of “i’m just afraid” and “tell me the truth”? 🫶

avoidance

jj maybank x reader

wc: 1.4k

a/n: I lowkey hate this.

You and JJ were the best of friends. You did everything together. He was your person you told everything to. He was your partner in crime. There were no secrets between the two of you.

You and JJ were on the couch that was on John B’s porch, enjoying the rain. The rain was blanketing the outer banks in water, soaking the grass and trees.

“I love the rain,” you stated.

“Really why?” JJ asked.

“I don’t know it makes me feel less alone, like the sky is crying with me.”

“That’s a really good reason,” JJ replied.

“Thanks,” you smiled.

“You want to dance?” JJ asked with a goofy grin on his face.

“In the rain?” You questioned surprised.

“In the rain,” JJ confirmed.

“Ok.”

JJ got up and reached his hand out for you to take, which you gladly accepted. The two of you went out on the grass and JJ held onto one hand. Then he put one hand on your waist and you put the hand not holding his, on his shoulder.

You guys danced and he spun you around and you got soaking wet. You were having a lot of fun though. You were having a blast and so was JJ.

When you were finished JJ ushered you inside as you giggled.

You both changed into dry clothes and afterwards JJ had an idea.

“Let’s make some hot chocolate,” JJ announced.

“Yes please,” you answered.

JJ whipped up two mugs of cocoa and you both sipped yours quietly.

“Tastes good,” you whispered.

“Wanna watch a movie?” you asked JJ.

“Sure,” JJ replied.

You both settled into John B’s living room and put on spider-man. You ended up falling asleep on the pullout couch.

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A couple days later you were all going out on the boat. The day was bright and sunny perfect for going out on the water.

JJ was looking at you in your bikini top. He knew he shouldn’t be looking at his best friend like that but he couldn’t help it. You looked hot and JJ could hardly look away from your chest.

You were oblivious to JJ’s ogling. You were happy to be on the boat with your friends.

“I can’t believe the weather is so nice,” you spoke.

“Yeah it’s perfect,” Pope responded.

“I thought it would be windy out here on the water,” JJ said removing his attention from your breasts.

“Hope we can catch some fish,” John B announced.

“Should be able to,” JJ commented.

While the boys were fishing, you Kiara and Sarah were on your phones. You were looking through your photos and you noticed how many you had of you and JJ.

There was one of you two at the beach with the waves in the background and a pretty sunset.

“Can I post this J?” you asked.

“Let me see it.”

You handed your phone to JJ and he took it. He scanned the image and smiled a genuine smile.

“Yeah that’s a good one. Go ahead fire away.”

You gave him a smile and decided to post the picture.

After a while you got a few comments. One was from Sarah that said, “Goals.”

You ignored it because you didn’t want to draw attention to it. The last thing you needed was people assuming your in a relationship with JJ cause your not. Your just friends and that’s all you ever will be.

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You were spending more and more time with JJ. Sometimes with the other pogues and sometimes just the two of you.

You were starting to catch feelings for him. You didn’t know how or why but being around him brought out the best in you. You started to fall in love with your best friend. You were scared you’ve never felt this way before. And what if he doesn’t love you back.

You decided to go to Kiara and ask for her help. She was working at the wreck, so you made your way over there.

“Hey Kie, I need your help,” you hesitated.

“Yeah sure y/n whatever you need,” Kiara replied.

“Here let’s sit down,” Kiara said as she directed you to a small table by the window.

You sat across from her and she gave you a kind smile with kind eyes.

“What’s up,” Kiara started.

“Well um I’ve sorta had these feelings for a certain someone and I’m not sure what to do about it. I just know I don’t want to tell them,” you began.

“Why don’t you want to tell them,” Kiara asked.

“I’m just afraid,” you bit your lip.

“What do you have to be afraid of?”

“Well first of all he could not feel the same way. He could reject me. He could laugh in my face. The list goes on,” you threw your hands up in the air.

“JJ wouldn’t do that,” Kiara raised a brow.

“How do you know it’s JJ?” You asked.

“Oh come on, who else would it be.”

“You’ve got a point.” you laughed.

“Speak of the devil,” Kiara whispered as you turned to the sound of the door opening.

JJ sauntered in to the wreck, Pope, John B and Sarah following suit.

“The gangs all here,” Kiara exclaimed.

“I need to go,” you whispered to Kiara.

“What why?”

“I just need to, ok!”

You slipped out the back door leaving the rest of the crew utterly confused.

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You have been avoiding JJ. It’s not that you wanted to, you hated the distance between you and not seeing him but you didn’t know how to act around him anymore.

You were getting worried because you thought JJ was on to you. Now JJ was getting worried because he hasn’t seen you in a while. He figured that you were mad at him. He hated it.

When the pogues would hang out all together you would not be there. You would miss the activities they had planned.

It was getting harder and harder hiding your feelings from JJ. You would always blush or your heart would beat really fast. So your only option you decided was to stop hanging out with him.

JJ was confused because of your absence. He was going to get to the bottom of this. He was determined.

He assumed you would be at your house. So that’s where he showed up. He knocked on your door a few times and after a few minutes you came to the door. You were shocked to see JJ standing there.

You wanted to run back to your room and hide. You were embarrassed by your actions. Just all of a sudden ghosting him. He didn’t deserve that.

“Hey um so I miss you. A lot. And I think we need to talk,” JJ scratched the back of his neck.

“Sure.”

You stepped outside and closed the door behind you.

“I need to know why your avoiding me,” JJ insisted.

“I’m not avoiding you.”

“y/n.”

“Ok ok I’ve been avoiding you because I didn’t want to see you.” You nervously crossed your arms and looked down.

JJ wasn’t buying it. “No. Tell me the truth.”

As you looked into JJ’s pleading blue eyes you felt your stomach flip. You couldn’t lie to him even if you tried.

“Fine. You want the truth? The truth is I’m in love with you. And I don’t know how to act around you anymore. I assumed you didn’t feel the same way so to save myself the rejection, I avoided you.”

“You thought I wouldn’t feel the same way?” JJ questioned.

“I’ve been in love with you for years,” JJ confessed.

“Really?”

JJ nodded his head.

“I can’t believe you did all that.” JJ said surprised.

You took a step closer to JJ and he took your face in his hands.

“Come here,” JJ whined.

You didn’t need to be asked twice. You leaned in and JJ placed lips on yours. Instantly you felt electrifying sparks shoot trough you. Your stomach erupted with butterflies. The kiss was gentle and delicate. JJ was excited and you were giddy.

Your lips were crushing together and moving against each other. JJ was feeling warm all over. Your hands were resting on JJ’s shoulders. One of JJ’s hand rested on your jaw and one hand snaked lower to your butt squeezing lightly. This caused you to gasp, allowing JJ’s tongue to slide into your mouth.

After making out you pulled away breathless. You wore a big smile and JJ laughed.

“You have no idea how much I’ve missed you.” JJ broke the silence.

“I’ve missed you too,” you responded.

“Will you be mine?” JJ asked.

“Yes, I’ll be yours,” you exclaimed.

JJ picked you up and spun you around, your laughter mixing together to create a sense of harmony and happiness. Since you and JJ were best of friends your romantic relationship will only flourish because you loved each other wholeheartedly.

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[daintcas]

thinking about being driven around by rafe and jj when you're not officially dating yet !

rafe. realistically, he's always on aux. blasting his obscene rap songs while you're trying not to cringe at the lyrics. i think he'd be intensely focused on the road, one hand at the 12 o'clock. every once and a while when he remembers you're there, he'll turn down the music and briefly look over at you to ask some irrelevant question. you eat it up though, especially when the window is rolled down and you can really enjoy the smooth driving of his luxury car (and the fact that rafe cameron seems to be enjoying your company, feeling like the man with a pretty girl beaming in his passenger seat).

jj. more often he'll take you for a ride on his motorcycle, as he's not trusted with the pogue's precious twinkie anymore. when he does finally get his hands on the keys, your place is his first stop. the condition of the van is irrelevant and outweighed by his company and wandering eyes. his playlist in this situation is just popular songs with that signature outer banks summer vibe. his focus is never completely on the road and literally makes no effort to avoid the potholes. but he'll stop anywhere you want, and i feel you'd both end up in the back with a little froyo, parked by the beach as the sun sets.

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[eternalxvenus]

ˏˋ°• jealousy, jealousy *⁀➷

summary: You and Sarah have been seeing each other in secret for a while. When she catches you flirting with Rafe, she gets a little jealous.

cw: smut 18+, sarah cameron x f!reader, fingering, oral, scissoring, light nipple play, some fluff towards the end, JJ is a pain in the ass

wc: 1.8k

notes: based on this request from @percyswhxre !! this was my first time writing sapphic smut but i loved writing this and i really i hope you enjoy it!!!

You were at the Chateau having a lazy day with all the Pogues and Sarah. JJ and John B sipped on beers while you all listened to Kie recall the time John B had kissed her.

"Remember how you just kept apologizing and then tried insisting I was acting weird afterward?" She laughed.

John B shook his head. "That's not entirely true! And in my defense, JJ was the one who talked me up to it."

"Okay, now that is true... but I thought she was into you, man don't blame me," JJ chuckled, throwing his hands up in surrender.

The rest of you rolled your eyes and laughed at their banter. Pope and Cleo sat closely next to each other, and you sat next to Sarah with your legs draped over hers.

"Okay, realistically, who'd make the cutest couple in the group?" Pope asked everyone as the laughter died down. Almost instantaneously, everyone's eyes looked over to you and Sarah.

The fire in the middle of your somewhat circle felt like it moved directly in front of your face. You and Sarah had been seeing each other, but haven't told anyone else. It's not that you were ashamed, but you just weren't sure how everyone would take it. After all, she was John B's ex, even though they broke up mutually and on good terms.

Sarah laughed before giving you a quick glance. "Why are you guys looking at us? Personally, I think we all know the real lovebirds are Pope and Cleo. Look how cuddled up they are. No love club my ass."

Cleo shook her head, denying loudly. "No no no, don't try and put everyone's attention on us. You two have been all close and cuddly for a while."

The fire crackled lowly as everyone waited for your rebuttal. You shook your head with a sigh. "You guys are crazy."

JJ jumped in, pointing at you both with skeptical eyes. "We may be crazy, but you guys are hooking up, no doubt about it." 

You gasped, throwing a stick from the ground at JJ. "You're fucking drunk JJ." Sarah nodded in agreement, laughing. Her phone buzzed, and once she checked it, a smile formed on her face. "Come on guys, we're gonna go crash a Kook party."

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The Twinkie finally pulled up in front of Tannyhill, and the music could be heard from a block away. Out the window, you could see the many bodies holding drinks, talking, dancing, and everything else Kooks did.

Upon entering, you guys got some sideways looks, but no one could say anything since it was Sarah's house. Everyone grabbed a drink and chilled outside. Topper came over and tried talking to Sarah, but she quickly brushed him off.

As you sat back, sipping your drink and people-watching, JJ leaned over and whispered, "I stand by my earlier statement. You know you could tell me." Referring to you and Sarah hooking up. You rolled your eyes and pushed him away, not wanting to deal with his pestering attitude.

A few minutes later, you stood up, announcing you were grabbing another drink. The inside of the estate was loud and humid. Rap music was blasting, and sweaty bodies were all around, drinking and dancing. After grabbing a Mai Tai out of the cooler, you see Rafe across the room talking to a few of his friends. Pushing the bodies out of the way, you made your way to him, smiling once he looked your way. "Hey Rafe, how are you?"

Rafe licked his lips and took in your body with a smile. It was known that he found you attractive, trying to flirt and make passes that you always ignored. "Hey pretty girl, I didn't know you were here. What can I do for you?"

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Sarah tried to look into the house from her seat, wondering what was taking you so long. She went in after you to make sure there wasn't any trouble being started. When she walked in, she immediately saw you talking to Rafe. She watched as you placed your hand on his bicep and kissed his cheek before walking away.

There was a tense look on her face as you got closer to the door. You saw her by the door with her arms crossed. "Hey baby," you giggled, placing a hand on her hip.

She moved back, making your hand fall. "Don't 'Hey baby' me. You were flirting with my brother. You kissed him on the cheek!"

You tried to hide your smile but failed. "Aw, are you jealous?" Sarah scoffed. "Don't be mad! I was flirting just a little bit. For... this." You pulled a baggie out of your pocket that had weed in it. "I just wanted free weed."

She looked at the bag and rolled her eyes. "Fine. Next time you're gonna flirt with my brother for free weed, get enough for both of us. Plus you know he wants you," she stated rather than asked. You nodded, hands finding their way back to her hips, squeezing softly. "Yeah, but I don't want him. I want you." 

Sarah stared at your lips, which had formed into a cute pout before she grabbed your wrist and dragged you upstairs into her old room. She closed and locked the door, immediately pushing you onto the bed. Her lips crashed onto yours, and she kissed you hard. The feeling of her soft lips made you moan as your hands slid down to grip her ass through her shorts.

The blaring music from downstairs seemed to fade away as she moved down to your neck, biting and sucking. You brought your hands to the front of her shorts to get them off, and she did the same for you. Next to go were shirts and bras, leaving both of you in your underwear. You sat up, taking her nipple into your mouth and massaging her other breast. The softness of your hands elicited a quiet moan from Sarah's lips.

One of her hands cradles the back of your head while the other slides down to rub your covered clit. "You're already so wet and we've just started baby." Looking up to meet her eyes, you smile. "What can I say? Seeing you all jealous was hot as fuck."

Both of you removed your final piece of clothing then Sarah pushed you down once again, getting on top of you in the 69 position. "I'll never get tired of seeing your pussy so wet and ready for me." she groaned, not wasting any time and sucking your clit into her mouth. You moaned loudly, copying her movements with your tongue.

Sarah's hips stuttered as you slipped a finger into her hole that was begging for attention. She started rubbing your clit as she felt her orgasm approaching. "Fuuuuck– baby don't stop!"

You sucked harder and moved your fingers faster as she started to fuck herself on your fingers for more stimulation. A gush of wetness spilled onto your mouth and chin as she came, her whimpers filling your ears.

"I wanna see your pretty face when you cum," she breathed out as she maneuvered her body so that she was scissoring you. You squeezed her thigh as she rocked back and forth at a speed that made your eyes roll into the back of your head. "Ohmygod– Sarah right there, right fucking there!" 

The messy wet sound of your cunts sliding against each other was making your head spin. You pulled Sarah down to place a messy kiss on her lips, wanting her closer than what seemed possible. Her perfectly manicured hand found its way to your sensitive nipples, pinching them with a knowing smile.

The tight knot of pleasure in your stomach was getting tighter and tighter, you knew you wouldn't last much longer. "I'm so close... please, I wanna come with you," you whimpered out. Sarah nodded, and the rhythm of her hips became erratic and sloppy. "You ready baby?" she groaned, and the look in your eye said it all.

Your orgasm took over your entire body, and you almost screamed, leaving your pussy slicked and spasming while Sarah tried to keep her hips moving as her orgasm hit her too. "Oh fuck– God, I love you!" Sarah moaned out, not realizing what she'd said.

She moved to lay next to you while you both caught your breath. When your eyes finally opened, and you looked over at her, you could see the blush on her cheeks.

"You love me?" you asked softly, not sure if it was something she said in the heat of the moment or if she really meant it.

Her head turned to you, and she had a sheepish smile on her face. "Of course I do... you make it hard not to." 

You didn't try to hide the grin on your face as you leaned over and kissed her deeply. "You make it hard not to love you too."

The moment was broken when you heard your phone buzzing somewhere on the ground. When you found it you saw several missed calls and texts from the Pogues. They were all along the lines of 'Where are you?', 'We're about to leave.', and 'Is Sarah with you?'.

After rushing to get dressed and make your way downstairs, you hoped they didn't leave yet, or you and Sarah would be stuck with no ride. They weren't outside where you all originally sat. Walking to the front of Tannyhill, you saw the Twinkie parked in its spot with the doors open as everyone sat around waiting.

Kie saw you guys first. "Fucking finally! Where the hell were you guys? We've been calling and texting you both."

JJ chimed in, saying "I can't tell you where they were, but I bet I know what they were doing." Sarah flipped him off as she climbed inside the car.

"Topper and John B fought. Again." Kie said with an accusatory tone. John B shrugged. "He was being a dick."

You sighed at what seemed to be their never-ending rivalry. After a few minutes of silence, JJ tapped your knee. "So... where did you guys sneak off to?" he questioned, wiggling his eyebrows.

"Give it a rest JJ." You groaned.

He threw his hands up in mock surrender. "Okay, fine! I'm just asking 'cause..." he looked at you with a smirk. "I'm pretty sure those are Sarah's shorts. And the hickey forming on your neck is a little distracting."

You felt your cheeks burn as you gasped, looking down at what were definitely Sarah's shorts. Everyone in the car— including you and Sarah— burst out in laughter. You flip JJ off in the middle of it as Sarah leaned in closer and kissed you lovingly on the cheek.

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[whowantslovergirl]

Spoiling you

JJ Maybank x kardashian rich! reader (reader is female with she/her pronouns)

warnings: jj being made fun of (jokingly),cursing, established relationship, kissing, Y/N being a triggering type of rich LIKE WHAT YOU MEAN 500,000 DOLLARS IS CHEAP, just cute fluff

outer banks masterlist

Summary: Y/N loves spoiling JJ

posted: January 9,2024

When Y/n the richest girl on the island and JJ the poorest guy on the island got together everybody thought they were doing some big dumb joke. But it was definitely real.

JJ’s friends always make fun of him for it of course jokes only. Y/n’s friends always say she can find better but she is never budging.

Only downside for JJ is that Y/n’s love language is giving gifts and she loves spoiling him. He always says how it’s not needed but she doesn’t care. One time he came to hang out with the newest phone, even Kie didn’t have it yet.

“Woahhh new phone Jay?” John b says seeing the phone. “Fuck off alright yes I have a new phone.”

“Y/n got it for you?” Pope asked. “Of course she got it for me. I told her I didn’t need this but she got it anyway.”

“I think it’s sweet that she gives you stuff for no reason.” Kie said playing with the phone.

Of course JJ loved the phone but he just likes earning things instead of it being handed to him.

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“Ok close your eyes!” Y/n said while looking for his gift. “Y/n I swear if it’s something big-.”

“Shut up! Ok hold out your hands.” He did and he felt a box in his hand. “Ok open!” And he did.

It was a watch and not any watch,

a fucking Rolex. The newest model at that.

“Y/n what the fuck! This is like a 500,000 dollar watch!”

“Do you like it? I even got it customized for you. It has P4L in the band. And don’t worry about the price, pretty cheap for Rolex.

Only Y/n would think half a million is cheap.

“Yea I love it but I can’t accept this. I just know this was lot of money.”

“Yes you can and you will! Ok? I love you.”

“I love you too Y/n” and they shared a kiss.

“And you better wear this all the time it was such a pain to get this.”

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“A Rolex?!” Kie exclaimed.

“JJ do you know how much these are?” Pope asked and JJ nodded.

“She spent half a mil on me.”

“What the fuck?!” They all exclaimed.

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JJ and Y/n were walking around with their hands intertwined.

“Wanna play 21 questions Jay?” He just nodded.

“What’s your dream car?”

His eyes widened. “Y/n you’re not getting me a car are you? I don’t even have a license!”

“No of course not! Just asking?” He didn’t believe you but after a lot of convincing, he gave in.

“Fine a nice starter car would probably be a dodge challenger.”

He’s so gullible.

“Alright cool I will be right back ok?”

He nodded and knew something was up.

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All the pogues were chilling around the front by the lake and they hear music blasting. They all turn and see a black car with a red bow on it.

Y/n stepped out of the car.

“Surprise Jay!”

They all just stood there.

“A fucking car!” Pope yelled.

“Oh my god I might get it with Y/n.” John B said.

“Y/n what is this!” JJ said walking up to her.

“It’s your car and I’m paying for your license and anything you need so you can actually drive it. Do you not like it?”

“I love it! It’s just a car?!”

“Look at the interior!”

He did and he can’t lie the inside is pretty sick. The drivers seat has his initials in it and the passenger seat has yours in it.

He fucking loves it.

He ran up to you and gave you a big hug and you giggled. “I’m taking it that you love it?” He just nodded enthusiastically. You hand him the keys and he instantly gets in with you and take it for a test drive.

You love spoiling JJ.

THREE MONTH BREAK IS CRAZY but im backkkkkkkk 👅👅👅👅

#my lovers on top #outer banks x reader #jj maybank #jj maybank x reader #kook reader

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pairing: dark!stepbro Rafe Cameron x reader

Warning: if you do not like anything to do with assault, do not read this book!

WE DO NOT CONSENT TO ANY COPIES IF OUR BOOKS!

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3rd person pov

“Where’s mom and dad?” Y/n asked Rafe after coming out of her room to the music blasting downstairs and people shouting and talking. “Gone for the weekend,” Rafe said, standing in front of y/n. She could tell he had more to say.

“Sarah?” She asked. “Out with her Pogue friends,” he said, making y/n feel away. She’s always hated the way he treated other people under him. Even her.

“Okay, well, I’ll get dressed and come down soon,” y/n said about to turn around but Rafe spoke. “No, this isn’t your party. It’s just at the house you stay at. You’re staying up here,” Rafe said, sounding very serious like he’s her father.

“Rafe, I can come downstairs if I want to. I’m old enough and I’ll snitch,” she said. “So that shit, and see what happens,” Rafe got close to y/n’s face. “You’re not even blood family. You think he’ll believe you anyways?” He genuinely asked.

“Whatever,” y/n said as she went into her room. She went to shut her door but he pushed it open because he wasn’t done talking. “Stay up here. If I see you downstairs, you’ll regret it, do you understand?” He asked.

“Whatever, Rafe,” y/n walked to her bed and sat down. “That’s what I thought,” the buzz-cut man said before slamming her door shut, almost breaking the hinges. He has no respect for her, yet wants her to respect him.

Y/n laughed to herself, knowing she’d show up downstairs in a couple of hours once he was outside relaxing and smoking with his friends.

She goes down to have a few drinks or so, maybe smoke but she won’t touch any coke. She’s not into things like that and never will be.

It’s been a good two hours, and y/n slowly got ready. She did light makeup picked a nice tight dress and slipped on her platform heels she had bought a while ago.

“Didn’t Rafe tell you not to come downstairs?” A familiar voice spoke behind y/n. The tipsy girl turned around slowly, stumbling a little at that. She started by looking at the man’s feet, seeing his expensive shoes.

Y/n trailed her eyes upwards, checking the boy's outfit out before finally getting to his face. “Hey Top,” the girl said. Topped licked his lips at the nickname she gave as she focused on his face.

“You know, he’ll kill you if he sees you down here,” Topper said, making y/n roll her eyes. “He doesn’t own me,” she said. “I don’t know about you, but everyone knows how serious Rafe is about his things. There’s no other reason for him to not let you down here,” Topper tried giving Y/n a message, but she wasn’t getting it.

“I don’t care,” y/m shrugged whatever Topper said before grabbing a bottle of alcohol and pouring it into her empty cup. “You’re not gonna mix that, princess?” Topper asked.

“I don’t mix,” the girl said before she chugged her drink. “You’re a bad one, aren’t you?” Topper asked, feeling like the step Cameron is just like the rest of the kids. Not all perfect.

“Just a normal girl,” she said as Topper got closer, now towering over her figure, making the girl feel way smaller than she actually was. “I’ve always said you were pretty. You’ve only been here for a few months and I feel things I’ve never felt before,” Topper slowly grabbed y/n’s waist.

“Oh,” she giggled as she turned so her back was up against the counter. Topper’s body pushed up against the smaller girl as he checked her whole figure out. “He’s gonna kill me,” Topper said right before he smashed his lips into y/n’s.

Y/n was initially shocked but gave in, knowing she wouldn’t go further. A kiss isn’t so bad, right? And plus, Topper is hot and from what she can see, a damn good kisser.

“Where the fuck is he!?” You could hear Rafe yell through the party. It took a few seconds for Topper to realize who it was. Someone had seen Topper and his actions and ran to tell Rafe.

“Here he comes,” Topper smirked at y/n, not caring if Rafe yelled at him tonight. He had to risk it and take advantage of y/n in this moment.

“What the fuck did you do with her!?” Rafe had approached the two and grabbed Topper, pulling him away from y/n by the front color of his expensive golf shirt.

“Nothing we all wouldn’t do, bro,” Topper said trying to keep a smart look back because he knew, Rafe would punch him right here and there and he couldn’t sue his best friend.

“Don’t fuckin’ touch her again. I already told you about that shit,” Rafe slightly spat on the boy. Topper has never seen Rafe this angry. “If I see you anywhere close to her again, I’ll drag you under the stomach of my boat until your lungs fill with water,” Rafe threatened before pushing him off.

“What’s up with you?” Y/n giggled as Rafe walked up to her. He kept his mouth shut and grabbed y/n’s arm, pulling her through the ground. If he spoke a word to her, everyone would know what kind of man he was.

“Ow, Rafe!” Y/n felt her wrist ache as he pulled her upstairs against her will. “Rafe, stop! I’m upstairs now. I won’t go back down-“ y/n spoke but got cut off by Rafe’s hand wrapping around her throat quicker than she could have imagined.

“You shut the fuck up! I gave you a chance, but you brought your ass downstairs and opened your slut legs right open for my best friend,” Rafe face began to turn red. “I didn’t open my legs, Rafe,” Y/n said, a bit hurt by what he called her.

“Oh, really? So this right here isn’t opening your legs?” Rafe asked as he began grinding on y/n. “Rafe, stop,” y/n tried pushing Rafe back by his stomach but he kept grinding as he tightened his grip on her neck.

“No, no, this isn’t opening your legs, so we’re good, right?” Rafe said as y/n fought harder. “What’s wrong now? You don’t like it all of a sudden?” Rafe asked as y/n struggled.

“Oh, but you love dry-humping my best friend in front of the whole party to embarrass me, huh? To give him what’s mine!? Is that what you did? Give up your pussy for some wannabe me?” Rafe asked in y/n’s ear.

“I-I’m not yours a-and I didn’t even fuck him, Rafe! I-I just made out with him,” y/n tried helping herself, but Rafe wasn’t having it. “Yeah, making out? Do you think that shit’s cute? You think being known as a whore is cute?” He asked.

“I’m not a whore!” Y/n yelled in his face. Seconds later, Rafe turned the girl around, disconnecting his hand around her neck to her hair. “We’ll see about that,” Rafe said as he began tugging at his belt and Jeans.

“Rafe?” Y/n asked, knowing something going wrong. “Rafe, what are you doing?” She asked. The girl stayed confused until her dress was lifted and her underwear ripped off smoothly.

“What the fu-“ y/n went to complain but Rafe pulled her face back by her hair and then slammed the side of her face into the wall. “Don’t make this worse,” Rafe tried warning her.

The girl began yelling and cussing the man out as he helped himself grow harder than he’d ever been. She began threatening him and telling him how she’ll beat his ass if he doesn’t get off of her, but he couldn’t care less abt her lies.

“Listen to me, and you wouldn’t be in this situation,” Rafe said before he thrust his cock into his step sisters cunt until his knees bucked. “No!” Her cry cracked as she placed her hands on the wall to brace herself.

“Tightest pussy I’ve been in,” Rafe growled in the poor girl's ear before thrusting his hips repeatedly against her ass. “S-Stop,” she begged, but Rafe wrapped his free hand over her mouth just so he could fuck her harder and not get caught.

“Keep your pretty ass upstairs next time, away and hidden from all these horny fucks. All they want is what I have,” Rafe’s hips moved like a dog, feeling every inch of her walls rub against his cock.

“As soon as you were introduced to me in those tight-ass jeans, I knew I had to do something about it. Can’t have my sis out here soaking another man’s cock when you’re supposed to soak mine “ Rafe dug his nails into this girl's skin, making her whimper.

“P-Please,” y/n’s words were muffled. “You’re close?” Rafe asked, feeling her walls tighten around his cock, almost causing him to cum right then and there. “What did I say?” He chuckled as his ace leaned close down her ear. “A fuckin’ whore,” he spat then began slamming into her whole, loving the way she gripped him.

Y/n cried in pain and pleasure as the knot in her stomach grew harder to hold. He knew this. He knew what he was doing to her body, and couldn’t stop. He won’t stop.

“What would they think if you got pregnant by your stepbrother? Would everyone still think you’re an innocent cute little girl? Or will they see you hoe I see you?” Rafe got into the poor girl's head as her legs started giving out in her.

“Let’s see,” he said. It didn’t take long for y/n to cum around Rafe’s cock, and didn’t take long for him to fill her up right after. He’s been dreaming about this moment for too long. Now he finally has her where he wants her.

“I-I’m on birth control,” y/n sobbed low. She’s now on the ground, legs tired while he was fixing himself up. “Hmm, maybe I’ll get that fixed, but for right now, go to your room, and don’t let me catch you downstairs again tonight,” Rafe said before walking off and downstairs with her cum stains on his shorts.

Y/n slowly got up and limped to her room, thinking to herself. She knew something would have happened if she went downstairs, but she didn’t know this. She didn’t know he was capable of something like this.

He fucked her against the wall so easily and with no remorse. He enjoyed it and fucked harder when she let out a too-loud cry.

Now she’s in her room, feeling his cum leak out of her hole in discussion. There was no way she could wash him off, and even if she did, she didn’t know that Rafe would come back again and again just to rub himself all over her just another time.

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[rafecameronsmistress]

NO ESCAPE

description] Fem Reader x Rafe Cameron x Barry

[summary] After a rough breakup Rafe sends Barry out to find you at a party and what they have for you in store is a nightmare full of pleasure

[cw + tw] 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, abusive relationship, physical abuse, strong language, stalking, non con, alcohol use, drug use, gun use, life threatening, degrading talk, angst, fear, embarrassment, SMUT

[authors note] this one is VERY long and has VERY sensitive triggers, please read at your own risk

‼️ADULT CONTENT AHEAD‼️

Enjoy 🖤

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Text messages:

- Kie: hey are you coming to Sarah’s party tonight? it’s at the water, i can pick you up

- y/n: i dont know.. after everything that happened with Rafe im afraid he’ll show up and i don’t want to see him right now

- Kie: Sarah told me he wasn’t going because she invited pogues lmao

- y/n: i’ll think about it, i’ll call you in an hour or so

- Kie: kk <3

Rafe and i dated for a year before things got bad, we had our ups and downs but never did i expect him to put his hands on me in a violent way

Rafe hit me for the first time a month ago, he said he was sorry and that he just couldn’t handle the way things were going with his family and business

i gave him the benefit of the doubt because he has been under so much stress and sometimes i add to the problem

two days later he hit me again and split my lip open then screamed in my face because i got blood on his shirt

slowly his i love you’s turned into i hate you’s

it’s hard because i love him so much, he was the picture boyfriend, until he wasn’t

i hid the abuse, i didn’t want people to know, just incase he changed

my friends know we ended badly but they just assumed it’s because Rafe is an asshole, everybody knows he is

the first time he threatened to kill me was the day that i left, that was only a week ago

he held me down on the floor of his bedroom with one hand around my throat and the other holding his pistol to my temple “the next time you speak to me like that again i’m going to put a bullet in your fucking skull, DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?” his words spit on me like venom

a part of me misses him and that’s why i don’t want to see him tonight, i’ll cave and end up going home with him, i know i will, because i love him

i lay down in bed and close my eyes, i’ll make a decision in a little while

i fall asleep for a few hours and when i wake up i have another text from Kie

Kie: so Sarah and i decided you ARE coming because we need you!! she told me Rafe will not be there, the boys are coming too nothing bad is going to happen!! get dressed bitch i’ll pick you up at 7

i text JJ, John B, and Pope in a group chat

- me: hey all 3 of you are going to Sarah’s party tonight right?

- John B: yeah i’m here now helping her set up

- Pope: yes i’m picking Cleo up soon

- JJ: yep Kie called me and told me that you’re afraid Captain Douchebag will show up so obviously i will be there… and i would like to drink some alcohol…

- me: thanks boys, see you later <3

i let out a sigh of relief, at least those 3 will be able to handle Rafe if he shows up

i undress myself to take a shower and run my fingers over my yellow healing rib cage where Rafe had kicked me a couple weeks ago

tonight will be fun. tonight will be fun. tonight will be fun. i try to convince myself, i deserve to go out

after i shower i do my hair and makeup then get dressed

i throw on a short pink dress and my birkenstock sandals

7:03pm

text message

- Kie: i’m here

Kie is in my driveway playing music on full blast and dancing like a nut which makes me laugh, i’m always thankful for her trying to lift my spirits

We jam out in the car and get ourselves pumped for the party

When we get there i scan the entire lot for Rafes pickup or dirt bike, neither of which i see

“Relax y/n, he’s not coming” Kie says, she grabs my hand and holds it, we share a smile, hers excited, mine nervous

A giant bonfire glows in the middle of a heard of people

Loud music, beer, liquor, and over 100 people- kooks and pogues combined…

if Rafe isn’t coming, he at least has someone watching

i immediately grab a drink to loosen up so i can enjoy tonight, the first one goes down like water so i pour myself a second

“whoaaa slow down there killa, you’re drinking like me right now!” JJ laughs while nudging my arm “i’ll be right here all night, enjoy yourself, i got you” he says with the sweetest smile

i’m on my 3rd drink and 2nd shot, my cheeks feel rosy and i have the urge to move my hips “Sarah! come dance with me!” i demand while holding out my hand

“sorry babe, my girl needs me” she says to John B getting up from his lap, she grabs hold of my hand and we dance, solo cups in the air

the boys stay close by and enjoy watching us make a fool of our selves while they smoke a joint

my phone vibrates

text message:

- Rafe: don’t drink so much, you’ll get sick

tunnel vision. nausea. panic. swallow it, don’t let anybody know.

“i’ll be right back” i tell Sarah “i need to fill my cup”

“okay” she furrows her eyebrows “you okay?”

i give her a nod and the best smile i could

once i’m out of sight i run to Kie’s car, hopping in and locking the doors, i need to sit down, my heart is pounding out of my chest, i can hear the blood rushing in my ears

*knock knock* i jump out of my skin, i’m met face to face with Barry

“open the door sweetheart” he smiles flashing his gold teeth

this can’t be happening.

i go to grab my phone to call JJ. where is my it?

Barry waves my phone in front of my face taunting me. how the fuck did i drop it?

“open the door y/n, don’t make this difficult” he tugs on the handle “open it, i’m not playing witchu right now” i shake my head “country club wants you to come wit me, y’aint safe here without him” his eyes grow darker, i don’t budge

he gets on the phone, he’s calling Rafe “you either come out on your own or i call him and he pulls you out, your choice” i’m scared. i don’t want to make Rafe mad. but i don’t want to see him. i’m getting a headache.

i make the dumbest decision of my life. i open the door, my hands shaking 100mph.

“that’s it, let’s get you home” he says grabbing my hand hard

my face is burning up. my legs grow weak under me. i’m stone cold sober at this point.

we approach the truck, “Barry please“ i plead “i’m sorry mama, y’know him” he helps me into the passenger seat and buckles me in, “can i have my phone please, i need to tell my friends i went home” i cry “can’t letchu do that, what’s ya password, i’ll text ‘em for you” he says, i shake my head rejecting the offer

he starts the truck and we take off

his phone rings “yeah i got her, she was a good girl, she didn’t fight me” he smirks “we’ll be there soon”

i stay silent, Barry puts his hand on my thigh and i flinch at his touch “what’s wrong sweet thing, scared of a little love?” he laughs

we pull up to Tannyhill, Rafe is standing out front with a whiskey glass in his hand, he raises it and smiles at me

my stomach is in knots

i want to scream for help and run

the other half of me wants to jump into his arms and submit

Barry gets out of the truck and walks around opening my door “c’mon, get out” i jump down and fix my dress and fix a smile in attempt to hide my mixed feelings

“you look nice, who’d you get dressed up for?” Rafe asks “nobody” i reply, he laughs “sexy little thing isn’t she?” he asks Barry, “yessir” he grins

i want to crawl inside my own skin

Rafe grabs me by the arm “let’s get inside” he looks at Barry “you comin? you’re not gonna want to miss this”

he brings me to the couch and sits me down, “what to do with you?” he ponders finishing his drink

“Rafe i want to go home” i whimper

“and you know what i want? a girlfriend that doesn’t dress like a slut and go to parties without me” he seethes “since you wanna act like a slut, take your clothes off, i’ll treat you like a slut” his eyes filled with fury

“i’m not your girlfriend anymore” i whisper

“what was that?” he cocks his head to the side

“nothing” i say

i stand up and slowly pull my dress over my head, my knees becoming weak, leaving me exposed in just my panties in front of him and Barry

“lay down on the couch” he demands, i obey “now touch yourself”

“Rafe please i-“ there’s no use in begging, i bring one hand down to my pussy and run it up and down my panties, the thought of them watching begins to turn me on no matter how hard i try to reject the feeling

“she’s sweet” Barry says licking his lips

“wait til you taste her” Rafe says deviously

their words go straight to my heat, i rub my clit in circles arching my back, trying not to let out a sound

“come here” i say holding my hand out to Rafe, my pussy aching for him

“you’re gonna finish yourself off first” he smirks

Barry adjusts himself clearly growing hard, Rafe watches me like a hawk not missing a beat

i pick up the pace now craving dick inside of me, i throw my head back and whimper coming closer to an orgasm, the band in my belly snaps and my legs start convulsing, i ride out my orgasm and when i’m finished i beg to be fucked “come here- please”

Rafe looks at Barry “try her out” he says patting him on the back

the look of fear on my face. Rafe would never let someone else look at me nevermind fuck me.

“since you wanna act like a slut..” he says shrugging his shoulders, then topping off his whiskey

i become embarrassed, im attracted to Barry but being on display is not something im used to

Barry gets comfortable in the chair and pats his lap, he undoes his belt and slides his pants down to his knees, his hard on is enormous even through his boxers

i try to contain my arousal and walk toward him, looking at Rafe for approval, he nods

i lower myself to my knees and pull Barry’s erection from his boxers, it fills my entire hand

“i ain’t even gotta ask to get my dick sucked, you got this one trained man” he laughs

Rafe walks behind me and manspreads on the couch enjoying every second of this

i seal my mouth on Barry, bobbing my head up and down while working my tongue inside “shhhit” he groans, saliva begins dripping out the sides of my mouth

i go to work on his swollen cock, his moans encouraging me to get the job done “that’s it baby” he takes a sharp breath in

“get up and sit on him, facing me” Rafe commands from behind

i rise from the floor, turn around, push my panties to the floor and kick them off

i slowly seat myself on Barry’s length, i gasp taking all of him inside my cunt

his hands reaching in front of me to grab my breasts, he holds onto them and starts pumping into me from below

i try to hold myself up on the arms of the chair while i’m staring directly into Rafe’s lust filled eyes

“ohhmygod- yes- fuck me-” i moan in between breaths

“how does she feel?” Rafe growls not taking his eyes off of me “like a million bucks country club” Barry replies while slamming his hips into my ass repeatedly

“flip her onto the chair and fuck her brains out” Rafe instructs

Barry pulls me off his lap and flips me around, my chest pushed into the chair and my ass in the air he slams into me showing no mercy

i can’t control the sounds coming from my mouth, moaning, whimpering, and screaming at the way i’m being used

Barry pulls out of me and releases on my ass leaving my pussy dripping “you like that shit huh?” he says rubbing my slit from behind “taste her” Rafe says, Barry sticks his fingers in his mouth savoring the taste of me “just like candy” he tells Rafe

my torso still on the chair and my knees on the floor i lay there weak, trying to control my breathing

Barry gets dressed and pours himself a glass of liquor, sitting in the other chair

“c’mon we’re not done, get up” Rafe says, i try to stand but my legs are weak “i think you broke her” he laughs looking at Barry “sorry man, she’s got great pussy” he says

Rafe walks over to me and wraps his hand around my throat, lifting me to my feet, he sloppily kisses me and without warning plummets two fingers inside of me causing me to scream

“who’s pussy is this?” he asks pushing deeper inside of me, “it’s yours” i choke out, his hand still tight around my wind pipe,

“say it again” he growls

“it’s yours Rafe, i’m all yours” i plead

his hand slips into my hair and he guides me to the couch by my head using me like a rag doll

he throws me down on my stomach then pulls my hips into the air

“look at you, you’re a fuckin mess” he smacks my pussy causing me to cry out “you like that?” he smacks it again, i wince in a mixture of pain and pleasure

Rafe pulls me up by the back of my head “open your mouth” i open and he sticks his fingers inside, i suck his fingers just like i would suck his cock, Rafe loves having his fingers in my mouth “dirty fuckin slut” he says

he removes his fingers and forces them into my tender vagina, he works his hand slowly like he’s dissecting my insides, i move my hips back and forth trying to fuck his hand my pussy screaming to be pounded

“she just can’t get enough huh?” Barry says “i told you she was a good one” Rafe smiles

his slides his warm fingers out of me and spits on my cunt, i feel it drip down to my clit “please-“ i look back at him

Rafe pulls his shorts and boxers down exposing his delicious throbbing cock, he’s leaking precum

i brace myself

he taps the back of my pussy with his dick a few times before sliding it in, i feel myself become full of him “i gonna fuck you like i hate you” he whispers

guttural screams escape my lips as he sinks deeper into my swollen used hole, he feels so good

he pushes my face into the couch “shut the fuck up and take it”

i turn my head to the side to catch my breath and see Barry sipping on his liquor enjoying every moment, i hold eye contact with him while i cry out

Rafe picks up the pace, the sound of our skin smacking engulfs the entire room

it all becomes too much, the overstimulation is extreme, i reach back trying to push him away

“i ain’t done” he growls grabbing both my arms and pinning them behind my back “i’m gonna fuck MY pussy as long as i want”

i’m screaming at this point, i can feel him in my stomach, a new sensation arises in my pussy, stronger then an orgasm “Rafe i- i can’t-“ and then i feel a release and a gush of liquid between my legs

“squirting on me like a dirty whore” he smacks my ass hard, “i fucking love it”

“please- please-“ i sob begging him to stop, my body convulsing, eyes rolling in the back of my head

Rafe slams into once more before cumming inside me, he pulls out and places a gentle kiss on my ass

my body goes limp and i lay flat on the couch, he pulls my hips back up and holds them there, “stay up til you soak all of me in”

i lay there defeated, used, and bruised

Rafe wipes the sweat from his brows and puts his pants back on, he walks over to the table and pours himself another glass of whiskey, clinking cups with Barry

they sit across from my numb body and watch me recover

“you’re such a good girl” Rafe praises “you’re never getting rid of me”

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⋆·˚ * MAKING THE BED - ONE

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pairing: jj maybank x reader

warnings: mentions of alcohol, drugs, sex, language, etc. + use of y/n

summary: when you and the pogues reunite again for the summer of your lives, will your best friend finally confess his love for you this time?

“Are you having fun, babe?” Rafe shouted through the crowd, clearly drunk. 

“Yeah, love! I’m great!” I shouted back as I took a sip from my cup of beer. 

“K. I’m gonna go hang out with Topper, okay? I love you… so much.” He whispered in my ear as he kissed me and disappeared through the crowd again.

Kiara walked towards me, smiling. “Y/N! She exclaimed as she hugged me. “Long time no see.” She said.

“Yeah. I’m gonna go full pogue mode from tonight.” I said as I giggled.

“Where’s JJ?” I say.

“I don’t know. He was with Pope.” She says.

“Thanks. See you around.” I say, walking away from her. 

I look through the crowd, spotting him talking to Pope and John B.

I walk towards him. “Hey, JoJo,” I say, wrapping an arm around his muscular body from the back. John B and Pope say hi as JJ responds. “Stop calling me that,” He says, laughing. He hugs me and I sit next to them. 

“Rafe’s wasted as fuck. He was on his “I love you” phase tonight.” I say.

JJ scoffs as John B responds. “Someone’s mad.” He says, meaning JJ.

“He’s a kook, you guys. Of course, I’m mad,” He says.

“Okay, I’m gonna get more beer. You guys in?” I say. They all get up and we move to the beer section. A few couples are making out in different spots. And there’s a passed-out girl on the couch. I fill up my glass and give JJ his. I chug it all up and burp. “Whoa, easy there, Y/N.” Says JJ.

“Yeah… no thanks,” I say, pouring another one. “Y/N, that’s too much.” He says, taking my glass away.

“Wait, what’s wrong with you tonight, Maybank? Aren’t you like a party animal yourself?” I laugh, leaning my head onto his chest, feeling dizzy. 

“Yes, and as a professional party lover, I say that’s enough,” JJ says as he grabs my arms, trying to get me to sit down on the couch, next to the passed-out girl. I giggle as I sit down. Taking my head in my hands as I lean my head onto JJ’s chest, I feel my hands tremble. Maybe it is a little too far. 

My eyes are closed as I feel JJ’s hands wrap around my waist. I let the tears fall as I snuggle up to him. His embrace is warm and loving, and I feel comfortable, wanting to stay here forever.

“What the hell did you do to my girlfriend, pogue?” I hear someone say through the music blasting. I flinch opening my eyes slowly and wiping the tears away. Shit, it’s Rafe.

I pull myself away from JJ as I stand up. JJ gets up, taking a step closer to Rafe. “Taking care of my friend, AKA your girlfriend, since you couldn’t do that.” He says.

“She was doing just fine five minutes ago. I wouldn’t be surprised if you had drugged her or something.” Rafe snaps as he pulls me closer to him, now away from JJ.

“Drugged her?” JJ says, letting out an aggressive laugh. “Open your eyes, kook. You decided to go do cocaine with your rich-ass friends, while she was drinking too much. I’m the one hurting her?” He says, taking another step towards him. Shit, they’re gonna fight any second now. “Stop,” I say, but neither of them hears it through the noise.

“Don’t come near my girlfriend again,” Rafe said, his grip tightening on my waist. “There’s nothing you can do about it, dick,” JJ says, going in for a punch. Rafe pushes him to the ground, punching him back. I scream, trying to pull them off of each other. 

“JJ, Stop!” John B says as he pulls him back with the help of Pope. Topper and Kelce pull Rafe away and everyone stops for a while.

“Let’s go, Y/N,” Rafe says, looking at me. “Yeah, go, Y/N/N,” JJ says. “Go with him, like you always do. But you better stop calling yourself a pogue now.” He says, wiping the blood off of his lips.

“Why would she wanna be a miserable pogue like you when she could…” Rafe says as I interrupt him. I know JJ knows that I’ll always love him more than anyone, as a friend, and I’ll show him that.

“Rafe, I’m going with them,” I say determined. I see JJ’s eyes light up. “What?” Rafe says, confused. 

“You’ve been treating me like shit recently, Rafe. And I love being a pogue. I do.” I say, walking away from him, and standing next to Pope and the others.

JJ gets up and pulls me away as he smiles. “Wow, Y/L/N. You were a badass back there.” He says, not letting go of my hand. “Yup. Where are we going?” I say.

“Anywhere you want. But, I was originally planning on picking up clothes from your place and crashing at John B’s. That’s where the pogues are gonna be.” He says, making me giggle. 

“That’s… perfect,” I say, walking to the van. “What about the others?” I stop in my tracks.

“Kiara has her dad’s truck. They’ll be fine.” He says as he opens the door for me to get in. I sit and laugh. I laugh because this is the perfect way to end the night, ending it with the right person.

We sit in the car and he turns it on. I turn on the radio and we both listen in silence as he drives.

“Thanks, Susan, for the great information about the 80s music genre. Now, let’s take a few minutes to listen to Faithfully by Journey.” The man on the radio says. “Oh, my god,” we both say as we gasp. This is our song, the one we’ve listened to since we were toddlers. “Our song, baby,” JJ says laughing.

“Highway run into the midnight sun

Wheels go 'round and 'round, you're on my mind

Restless hearts, sleep alone tonight

Sendin' all my love along the wire” We both shout as JJ speeds up.

“Check this out,” JJ says as he takes his hands off the wheel, moving them in the air syncing with the rhythm. 

“Get your hands on the wheel, dick!” I shout as I shove him playfully. “Bummer,” He says, still not listening.

“JJ, the car!” I shout as we both see a car steering towards us as he stirs away quickly.

“Circus life under the big-top world

We all need the clowns to make us smile

Through space and time, always another show

Wonderin' where I am lost without you” The radio sings as we gasp for air, shocked at what happened. The adrenaline is rushing through both our bodies as we look at the road, trying to control our heartbeat. “Shit,” He says. “I’m sorry.”

I take a deep breath. “It’s fine. Better than fucking around with Rafe.” I smile.

“Fucking him or fucking around with him?” JJ says seriously.

“God,” I sigh. “He’s my boyfriend, JJ. So, if that’s what you wanted to hear, then yes, I fuck him sometimes.” I say.

He sneers, looking away, focusing on the road. “Yeah,” He says, tapping his fingers on the wheel.

The ride is silent until we get to my dad’s house. JJ and I both have abusive alcoholic dads, so we relate a lot to each other about that.

“You want me to come with you?” He asks patiently.

I nod nervously, knowing my dad knows JJ so he might not beat me up over a boy, and I also feel safe with JJ around, so I need him right now.

We walk over to the house, and I open the door with my keys. We get in, tip-toeing but stopping when we get to the TV room. My dad is sitting there, with five open beers next to him, watching basketball on the TV. I motion for JJ to silently follow me, but I trip over a shoe on the ground and I make a loud noise. My dad turns his head slightly, noticing me and JJ.

“Well, look who decided to show up,” He says, slowly getting up, and walking toward us. “And who’s this guy you’re coming home with? Another sex partner of yours?” He says, laughing. I can smell the alcohol from here.

“I’ve been in a relationship with a person for a year, dad. and this is JJ, my best friend, remember? Luke Maybank’s son?” I say, my voice trembling.

“Oh, The Maybanks. I know them. Those sons of a bitch.” He says, laughing maniacally as he moves closer, patting him on the back. He lets his hand stay on his back, but then he shoves him to the ground in a second. I scream as I grab JJ’s arm. David comes in for a punch but misses. JJ and I run to my room and I close and lock it. “Open the fucking door, you cunt! You’re fucking around with boys dressed like a fucking slut, expecting me to believe your bullshit? You’re just like your momma.” He shouts as he pounds on the door. JJ yells “Grab your things so we can go!” as I take a few random clothes from my closet, shoving them in a duffel bag. The lock starts to break as David keeps on hitting the door harder. “Shit,” I say as I hand the bad to JJ. “Here.”

“No, you stay back, Y/N! You can’t fight that man.” He shouts.

“Neither can you,” I say as I take a bottle of vodka off the floor. I open the door quickly to lunge at him with the glass, but he slaps me harder, making me fall. “Y/N!” JJ shouts. I can’t see him because my vision’s blurry, so I try to get back on my feet but David goes for a punch in my stomach. I wince and fall again, surrendering. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry…” I say, crying.

Then I hear a shattering voice and I look up, seeing JJ has hit him with the bottle. David stumbles a bit, then touches his head. Looking at his blood, he walks out of the room and walks to the kitchen.

JJ sits down next to me, hugging me. “You think you can carry me to the car? We need to go now.” I say, clinging to his arm. He grabs me and the duffel bag, running to the van. He puts me in the back. “Are you okay? Oh my god,” He flips my top off to see the bruise already turning purple. then he looks over at my face. “That fucking dickhead hit you too hard,” He says. He leans in, stroking my hair and kissing my forehead. “I’m sorry you had to see that,” I say, trying not to blush.

“Are you kidding me? We need to get you to some hospital. You might throw up, have a concussion, I don’t know,” He says. He sits in the driver’s seat and starts driving.

“I guess we both got pretty fucked tonight,” I say as we both giggle.

“Yeah, that’s what being a pogue costs.” He says. “It’s a hundred percent fucking worth it,” I respond.

We talk for a few minutes before my phone rings. It’s Kiara.

“Kie?”

“Hey, Y/N. Where are you two? Up to no good?”

“Hey! We’re actually… on our way to the hospital right now. JJ and Rafe fought at the party and then we left to get clothes from my place and go to John B’s. But My dad beat us both up. I guess we’re going to need a few stitches.”

“Holy shit. Well, I had to drop my dad’s truck off at our house. Do you guys mind giving us a ride?”

“Sure, we’re on our way.”

“Okay, Love you.”

“Love you, bye.”

“We need to pick the others up at Kie’s,” I say to JJ.

“K,” He says. We listen to the Radio and arrive there in about twenty minutes. We get stitches and go home.

We all get in and I settle down in the second room where Kiara usually stays. Everyone’s asleep and Kiara and I just changed into our comfy clothes. We took our makeup off and sat on the bed, scrolling through Instagram for a while.

“Oh my god, look at Bella Hadid,” Kiara says while resting her head on my stomach. “She looks gorgeous. I wish I had her body,” I say.

“Me too,” Kiara says. She puts her phone down, changing the position of her head on my belly. “So, give me the tea.”

“What tea?” I smile.

“Oh, The ‘JJ and I left the party and made babies’ tea,” She says. I punch her arm playfully as I laugh. “That’s disgusting,” I say.

“Just tell me what happened.” “Well, I was drinking too much and JJ stopped me, so we sat for a while. Then Rafe found me, and JJ and he fought a bit. Then I told Rafe that I’m gonna stay with you guys and that he treats me like shit,” I say.

“Ooh! You finally dumped his junky ass?” She says.

“No, I don’t… I don’t think I could ever dump him… He’s nice. He just gets out of hand sometimes.”

“Y/N, He’s, like, the biggest dick in the kook community, and believe me, I’ve seen a shit ton of dicks in my life. He’s so toxic. I don’t know why you just don’t leave him. JJ’s also clearly into you, and you guys already get along!” She shouts.

“Shh! Everyone else is sleeping.” I say.

“Continue,” “So, JJ and I left and he told me that we can just get clothes from my place for me to stay here. I seriously missed the pogue life so much, so we left for our house,” I sigh.

We hear footsteps and get up, scared to go check it out, we walk through the kitchen, only to see Pope looking through the fridge.

All three of us jump, laughing. “I needed a beer,” Pope says, laughing.

“It’s… three AM, Pope,” I say.

“I know,” “Let’s go, Y/N, good night Pope,” Kiara says, pulling me away. “Good night, guys,” He says, popping a beer open.

We get back into bed and I continue.

“So, We stopped at David’s and he saw us. He just shoved JJ a bit, But he slapped and punched me hard.”

“I can see it, his fingers are traced on your face,” She says, hugging me.

“Fuck,” I say, running my thumb over my cheek, feeling the pain.

“And the rest is history. We grabbed you and now we’re here,” I finish.

“Wait, that’s it? Nothing else happened?” She says, disappointed.

“Well, Faithfully was on the radio and we were singing to it, and we almost crashed, but wait, that’s not the point, the point is, he confronted me about fucking Rafe,” I say.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, easy there, Y/N/N. How did the conversation get to you fucking Rafe?” Kie says, smiling.

“I told him I’d rather be with you guys than fucking with Rafe, and he asked if I didn’t like fucking with him or fucking him,” I scoff.

“Holy shit! First of all, he has a soft spot for you, second of all, he gets jealous when Rafe is brought up, and third, he fights him for you! I can’t wait for the positive pregnancy test, babes. Forget about the pogue-on-pogue-macking rule.” She giggles.

“Shut up and sleep, Kie. I heard there’s gonna be a hurricane in a few days,” “Yeah, the day after tomorrow,” “Yeah. Good night, Kie. I love you,” “I love you too.”

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Hello! I hope you are doing good and i‘d like to make a request if they are open (if not just tell me it‘s fine). So the reader is Kies little Sister and she‘s like the Kook Princess 2.0. She isn‘t really close to the Pogues but she likes them. Jj always kinda found her hot and stuff but he knows kie would freak out if he‘d hit on her Little Sister. She‘s only like 1 year younger of course (no pedophile). Then Jj and John B are on a Party. Kie and Pope are hanging out together somewhere idk. Then John B and Jj see that Rafe is touching Kies Lil Sister even tho she says stop and stuff. He puts his Hand on her Waist and stuff. Jj of course go inbetween and starts a fight with Rafe (physically but only a few Punches and stuff). And Reader is basically like: Why do you care? And then yk what happens lol. It‘s like kinda soft and not rough or anything but she‘s not a Virgin. It‘s just passionate and sweet and gentle yk? Have a Great Day/Night 🫶🏻!

POGUE PRINCESS — j.m

pairing jj maybank x fem!carrera!reader

summary jj gets into a fight with rafe while defending you. you go off at him because he's always so reckless with his life, and it leads jj to confess something you never would have expected.

warnings 18+, unprotected sex, fingering, creampie, language, physical violence (jj fighting rafe), rafe grabbing at reader (doesn't go further than that), reader arguing with jj

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little carrera. kook princess, next in line for the throne. you weren't the traditional type of kook, though.

you were kind, always very thoughtful and giving toward the pogues, and you took great strides to help them out any time you could. you were never one to follow the whole 'kooks versus pogues' feud. to be quite honest, you thought it was complete bullshit. why should the pogues be punished for being less fortunate than the kooks who came from wealth? it wasn't their fault, and they shouldn't be treated like parasites for it.

this meant that you were a big advocate, much like your older sister, for equality among the people of the island. you did everything you could to help the pogues.

for instance, you were the one that got the kooks to raise money for backup generators on the cut. you had always considered it unfair that the pogues had to suffer after each storm, especially when they did the majority of the work to keep up the livelihood for the entire island.

you were also the one who started a nonprofit that provided scholarships for kids on the cut. you were inspired by kiara's friend, pope, who had become your own friend, and who was the genius of the group. you saw how hard he had to grind to secure his future, and it inspired you to help him and kids like him, who had to work tirelessly for the slim chance to secure their future.

all in all, you had a huge heart, and you weren't too shy to share it with the world around you. and this is exactly what led jj to fall for you.

completely and utterly head over heels for you.

-

"you're staring again," john b spoke, approaching his best friend and handing him one of the beers in his hand. he watched as jj kept his eyes on you, following your every move as you danced along to whatever song was blasting through the speakers.

the boneyard was jam-packed, and countless inebriated young adults were littered along the beach as they partied.

"how could i not?" jj replied, taking a sip of his beer as he watched you laugh at something sarah had said to you. "i mean, just look at her, dude. she's perfect."

your smile had always been a pick-me-up for jj. it was magical, so much so that it brought a deep warmth to him every time he caught the slightest glimpse of it.

"you know kiara's gonna murder you if she ever finds out that you've been lusting after her baby sister, right?" john b questioned.

"it's not lusting, john b. she's different than anyone i've ever met. i have actual feelings for her."

"well, either way, you know y/n's off-limits. kie's gonna have your damn head."

jj shrugged nonchalantly with a slight smile.

"worth it."

he watched as you caught eyes with him from across the party, giving him a small wave with a flushed face. his heart fluttered, and he waved back at you.

oh, the things he would do to hold you, and kiss you, and tell you how remarkable he considered you to be.

he flashed back to the first time he went to you after getting into an altercation with luke and how that was the first night he realized how he truly felt about you.

"oh my god, please tell me you didn't get into another fight with some asshole kook," you joked as you let jj climb through your bedroom window.

he gave you a small smile, it barely reaching his eyes as he tried to front with you as if he was okay.

"hey," you frowned when he failed to respond, "you okay?"

jj nodded, "yeah, i'm good. just need you to patch me up," he spoke quietly.

"j..." you began, "what happened? you can tell me."

you cradled his bruised face in your hands, and your eyes searched his blue ones, the signature shimmer in them completely snuffed out.

jj sighed, avoiding your gaze. "nothing, y/n. i'm fine, alright?"

"i don't believe you."

once again, he failed to respond, and you grabbed his hand in yours as you led him to sit on your bed. jj followed slowly, dragging his feet tiredly as he made his way to sit on your mattress. he slung his backpack off his shoulders and dropped it onto your hardwood floor before taking a seat.

"you can't say anything," he murmured, his gaze glued to the floor as he dragged a hand over his injured face.

"j," you spoke, "i would never. you can trust me, okay? i promise."

you sat there and listened to every single word that fell from his lips. you felt your heart crack as he opened up to you about his home life. you knew he was struggling to even speak on everything luke had put him through on an almost-daily basis, and the fact that he chose you to vent to wasn't lost on you. if anything, you felt eternally grateful that he trusted you enough to tell you everything he felt, good and bad. and you hoped he knew just how much you cared for him. you held him, spoke sweet nothings into his ear as he cried, tended to his wounds both inside and out, and made it a point to make sure he felt as special and adored as he deserved to be, and then some.

and jj would never, ever forget that intimate moment the two of you had shared and the safety and security you gave him simply by being there and lending an ear.

jj had to tell you. he had to confess how much he loved you, with every fibre in his being, no matter what your sister — or anyone else for that matter — had to say about it. he didn't care that you came from different worlds. as long as you were in his, everything would be okay.

-

come a little closer by cage the elephant blasted through the speakers as you made your way over to the keg, hoping to top up your red solo cup.

"well, well, well," you heard from behind you, and you instantly recognized the voice. "little carrera. damn, you look good."

you rolled your eyes, turning around to face the owner of that voice, the one you dreaded hearing every time the two of you crossed paths.

"rafe."

"how have you been?"

"i was great until you got here," you responded wryly, avoiding his gaze as you swirled the beer around in your cup.

"come on, y/n. don't be like that. you know you love when we partake in this little back-and-forth thing we do," rafe smirked, inching closer to you. "don't act like you don't."

you scoffed, finally levelling his gaze. "it's not acting, cameron. take the goddamn hint."

"nah. don't lie, princess. you want me. you're always wearing those skimpy ass little shorts whenever you come over. batting your eyelashes at me and reeling me in. you don't have to hide your feelings anymore. i'm here. let's do this."

rafe made to grab your waist, but you backed up, removing yourself from his reach.

"oh, so that's how you wanna play this?" he asked.

"leave me alone, rafe. how many more ways do i have to say it before you understand?"

"drop the act." rafe's surged forward, gripping your hips quite harshly as he tugged you closer to him. "you're coming with me whether you like it or not."

"get off me!" you said, shoving his hands away. you felt cold, and you wanted nothing more than to get as far away from rafe as humanly possible. before you had the chance, though, you heard someone starting to yell as they made their way over to the two of you.

"hey! don't you dare fucking touch her!"

your's and rafe's gaze found jj fast-approaching you both, and when he reached, he was quick to strike rafe across the face with his fist. you watched as rafe fell to the ground, clutching his injured jaw while jj tumbled on top of him. his hands were fast, punching and pummelling rafe's face in.

jj's blood was boiling, and he ignored each of your protests. either that, or he just couldn't hear you at all over the rage that consumed him.

"jj!" you exclaimed. "stop!"

you looked over at john b, eyes pleading for help. he nodded, and after struggling slightly, he managed to pull jj away from him. his hands pushed at jj's chest as jj tried to shove past him.

"yo, chill! she's fine, alright? calm down!" john b ordered.

jj's eyes trailed over to you, unable to read the expression on your face as his breathing started to slow. he noticed that rafe had disappeared, assumably having left, and he slowly walked over to you, pulling you aside as his hands found your face.

"you okay, pretty girl?" he asked as he inspected you, looking for any signs of pain or discomfort.

angrily, you turned away from his touch. "what the hell is wrong with you, jj?"

"yikes. gotta go," john b murmured before rushing away from the two of you, knowing you were about to let jj have it.

"what do you mean?" jj questioned.

you sighed harshly, "when are you going to learn that you can't just be out here starting shit with the kooks? what if they have you arrested?"

"are you fucking kidding me right now? rafe was trying to force you into doing shit that you didn't want to do, and you're mad at me?"

"yeah," you stated, "you know what? i am. because you're always doing such stupid, reckless shit that could land you in trouble. and you don't seem to care! you can't keep putting yourself in a position to get in shit!"

"i was trying to protect you!"

"news flash, idiot! i don't need you to protect me! i can do that just fine by myself."

jj scoffed harshly, "yeah, but you weren't! and i'm not just gonna stand there and watch while rafe — or anyone for that matter — hurts you! you clearly don't know me at all if you think i will."

"god, jj. this doesn't concern you. why do you even care?!"

"why do i care? because i'm in love with you, you idiot!"

okay, jj knew he was going to tell you how he felt tonight. but that was not the way he planned on doing so.

awkward.

"what?" you whispered, the anger dissipating from your features you looked up at him.

jj sighed, treading carefully as he inched closer to you. he tucked a loose strand of curls behind your ear, his thumb stroking over your cheekbone and lingering there for a moment.

"i love you. and i know you probably don't feel the same way because you're you, and i'm me, but i can't help it. you're perfect. you're smart, so damn smart. and you're kind. your heart is so big, and you care about me. you never make me feel judged or ashamed to be me. and now i'm rambling because you make me nervous as hell and i—"

you cut jj off with a kiss, not just to silence him but to tell him that you felt it too. the passion, the strong bond, the once-in-a-lifetime connection.

you felt all of it. and you felt it for him.

you felt his muscular arms wrap around your waist and pull you flush against his chest as he deepened the kiss. you let him, your hands sliding from the napes of his neck into his blonde locks. his lips felt like heaven, and you struggled to understand how you lasted so long without being able to taste them. it was almost as if kissing him was now your life force and the fact that you had survived up until now was by pure miracle.

you hesitated to pull away, but you did.

"i love you too," you breathed, watching the reflection of the moonlight from the water on the beach illuminate his azul eyes. "you wanna get out of here?"

jj grinned, his dimple coming to light as he nodded. "let's go, baby."

-

you and jj stumbled through the chateau door, blindly making your way to jj's room there. jj led you backwards, and when the back of your knees hit the mattress, you sat down, breaking the kiss.

"we don't have to keep going if you don't want to. i don't care about the sex. all i care about is being here with you," jj said, smoothing your hair away from your face as he assured you. the look of tenderness in his eyes had you swooning, enough to make your heart clench.

"get over here, maybank," you smiled, fisting your hand in his cotton t-shirt and yanking him toward you. you leaned back while he climbed over you, his arms on either side of your frame to ensure he didn't crush you with his weight.

your lips locked fervently, your hands slipping underneath jj's shirt and to his back as you pushed him further toward you. you could feel the warmth of his skin through the fabrics that separated the two of you, and suddenly, it wasn't enough. you pulled away, tugging at the hem of his shirt and signalling that you wanted it off. jj caught your drift, smirking slightly as he shrugged it off. you followed suit, discarding your top onto the floor.

his eyes landed on your bra-clad chest, his hands moving up your torso to cup them. you let out a quiet moan at the action, and jj took this as permission to slip your bra off. he slid one of the straps down your shoulder, pressing a wet kiss to it before he did the same to the other. his fingers then found your back, unhooking your bra and freeing your tits.

"goddamn," he breathed, palming them once again and feeling the gratifying weight of them in his hands. "you're so fucking perfect, baby. look at you."

he laid you back against the pillows with your head propped up, trailing kisses down your neck as he made his way to your chest. he adorned them with his lips, nibbling here and there and marking you as his. he took one nipple into his mouth, his teeth grazing over it as it perked up. he sucked at it and let go with a pop before moving to the other one and doing the same.

once he was finished, he pulled back to look at the love bites he'd left on you. "you look so pretty when you're all marked up, princess," he cooed, fingers trailing over the bruises as they made their way down to the button of your jean shorts. he undid them with ease and slipped one hand inside your panties slowly. his fingers prodded at your entrance and he felt the slick pooling out of you.

"this all for me?"

you nodded in confirmation, "all for you, jj. want you to touch me, please."

"touch you how, baby?" he questioned, slowly sinking his middle finger into your entrance, "like this?" you gasped softly, and he smiled as he began to thrust it into you.

his movements were gentle and teasing as his digit massaged your walls. he curled it up with each pump, flicking it against your sweet spot as he warmed you up.

"more, j. need more." your hands rested on his muscular biceps as you looked up at him pleadingly. he granted your wish, slowly inserting his ring finger as he picked up the pace he had previously set. your toes curled, and you threw your head back, feeling him rub against your g-spot. you ground your hips against his hand, letting the friction of his calloused palm stimulate your swollen clit.

jj watched as you let the ecstasy fill your entire body, feeling you buck your hips as you searched for more pleasure. he encouraged you as you did so, "that's it, pretty girl. use my hand to make yourself cum. coat my fingers so i can taste you."

"shit," you cursed in response, your nails digging into the flesh of his upper arms. you rolled your hips against his palm over and over, chasing your high. he felt you clamp down on his fingers, and when you made eye contact with him again, he nodded, telling you to let go.

"c'mon, baby. you're right there, i can feel you. let me see how beautiful you are when you cum for me."

you let out a breathy moan as you came, squeezing jj's upper arms while you held on for dear life. your walls gripped onto jj's fingers like a vice as he let you ride out your orgasm.

once your breathing calmed, jj pulled his fingers out of you and sucked them into his mouth. he lapped at them while he held his gaze on yours and groaned in satisfaction when your release coated his taste buds.

"so fucking sweet, pretty girl. inside and out," he spoke.

you sat up, and he kissed you, letting you taste the remnants of your release on his lips. your hands trailed down his torso until they found his shorts. you palmed his bulge through the article of clothing, taking notice of its twitch when you came into contact with it.

"can i fuck you, baby? sweet and slow so i can show you how you make me feel?"

"there's nothing i want more."

jj grinned, forcing one of your own on your face as he began to rid himself of his shorts and boxers. he freed himself, and your eyes landed on the thick cock he had the pride of calling his own.

he pushed you back down gently, making sure you were nice and comfortable on the bed. he leaned forward, pecking your lips softly while he guided himself toward your entrance.

"you ready for me, princess?"

you nodded, kissing him again to grant him permission. he pushed into you as he returned the kiss, bottoming out before he started to move his hips. his arms caged you in, cradling your head with his hands as he fucked you deep, his pace relaxed and concentrated on satiating your every desire.

"tell me how you feel, baby. that feel good?" he rasped, maintaining eye contact as he plunged into you over and over.

"so good, j. want you closer, deeper." you wrapped your legs around his torso, your heels pushing at the top of his ass so you could keep him pressed to you.

he obliged, leaning his forehead against yours as he pressed his lips to yours continuously. the passion he felt for you bled through every one of his actions as he fucked you and made you his own. every kiss was magic, every touch was searing, and every thrust was a silent i love you.

you could feel him surrounding you in every sense of the term, and you never wanted this moment to end. you felt so close to him, closer than you ever had with the flames from your past. jj was like the missing puzzle you'd been searching a lifetime for but could never seem to find. and now that you'd found him, your heart would never be able to let him go. the loss would be too great to bear.

"i love you so much. never letting go of you, wanna keep you forever," he spoke as he rutted into you leisurely. his cock was massaging you so perfectly, and you felt the electricity buzzing between the two of you. "you're my princess. tell me you're mine."

"i'm yours, j. i belong to you, 'm all yours," you whispered, cupping his face as you looked into his eyes.

the words were true to your heart. you truly were his. this blonde goofball had captured your heart long ago without you even realizing it, and no one could ever compare to him.

there was no one like jj.

"that's right, baby. and no one else can ever have you."

he granted another kiss on your lips, before moving down to your neck. he kept moving as his lips searched for your sweet spot. he found it right below your ear and began to suck another hickey into your skin as he somehow rolled his hips deeper into your core.

you cried out at his depth, your hand tangling itself in his hair and pushing his mouth further onto your skin. you tugged at his locks, and he let out a muffled groan as you spurred him on.

"right there, j. i'm so fucking close, shit," you whimpered, begging for more.

he came up from the nape of your neck, "yeah? you gonna cum for me, sweet girl?"

you nodded furiously, unable to form a coherent sentence while he fucked you closer and closer to your orgasm.

"i feel you, baby," he spoke once you started to squeeze him, "let go for me. that's it. just like that, mama." his teeth grazed over your sweet spot once more, and you unravelled for him.

your nails dragged down the flesh of his back, surely leaving behind a few marks of your own on him. your eyes clamped shut as the euphoria overtook you, and you hugged him to you as you came on his cock.

"cum for me, j. give it to me. make me yours for real," you pleaded, smoothing his hair out of his face as you felt him twitch inside of you.

"shit, baby. gonna give you all my cum," he grunted as he thrusted once more and erupted inside of you, painting your walls with his release. he stilled when he did so, his head dropping into the crook of your neck as he came down.

"holy shit. i'm kinda jealous of all the girls that you've fucked like that," you said, letting out a soft laugh.

jj chuckled against your skin, "you really think i fucked any of those girls as good as i fucked you? no way."

you grinned, shaking your head in exasperation as you looked at him. his hair was a tousled mess, he was covered in sweat, and his lips were swollen from all the kissing. still, though, he had never looked more gorgeous.

you watched as his eyes roamed over all the hickies he'd left you with, and his eyes widened slightly in panic.

"what's wrong?" you asked.

"your sister's gonna kill me."

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[starfxkr]

pogue!bunny is absolutely bumping tf out of that new meg + glo song and it drives rafe bonkers..

“white boy wasted?? what does that even mean”

“wdym you don’t claim me??” like she’s not with him to just scam the absolute fuck outta him 😭😭

shes in his truck mind you blasting that fuckin song while they're on their way to meet barry and he goes "woahwoahwoah hold up what does this mean" while turning the music down and she just goes "well what do you think it means?" with a smug face and she turns that shit back up

she plays in his face because its EASY

#✨.txt #rafe cameron prompt #pogue!bunny!reader

[iridescent-petrichor]

now i'm fallin' in faster

Pairing: JJ Maybank x Reader

Warnings: alcohol is consumed but it's pretty vague cause i don't know how to write drunk characters

Words: 3K

A/N: this is very loosely based on disaster by conan gray because I've been playing it on repeat all week thinking of jj so i hope yall like it !!!

It was a late night at the boneyard, where a party was in full swing.

You stood off to the side, rolling your eyes while Kie was in the middle of trying to convince you for the millionth time that JJ was deeply in love with you and that you had to ask him out right that instant. She’d had a few drinks and was a little more persuasive than she usually was.

Still, you continued to brush her off, eyeing the crowd around you while she nursed her drink.

“Y/N, I have known him my whole life. I am one hundred percent certain he’s in love with you!” She said, arms moving so enthusiastically that she almost spilled her beer onto the sand.

“Kie, he really isn’t.” While every part of you wanted to believe he really did like you, there was no way you’d let yourself get your hopes up only to have them crushed in the face of his rejection. “Plus, if I ask him out and he says no? That will destroy the group dynamic! I’ll never be able to show my face around him or any of you, and I refuse to be the reason that the pogues are forced to disband!”

“Except he’s not gonna say no!” Kie leaned closer to you, a wide smile on her face. She nudged you lightly, ignoring the glare you sent her way. “He really likes you, trust me.”

As the words leave her mouth, you look past her and see JJ Maybank himself.

He was leaning against a tree, drink in hand, talking to some touron that was batting her eyelashes at him.

You grimace, forcing yourself to look away just long enough to make disappointed eye contact with Kie.

It’s enough to make her turn, shoulders dropping sadly when she catches sight of him.

“Shit,” She muttered, giving you a pitied look that you tried to ignore.

You brushed it off, shaking your head and plastering on a smile.

“Hey, it’s fine.”

She doesn’t look the slightest bit convinced, so you keep talking.

“I was right at least.” You take a couple of steps away from her, already fishing your keys out of your pocket to flee the party scene.

Before you did, you quickly turned back to your friend, holding the keys up.

“You don’t need a ride home, right?” For emphasis, you dangled the car keys, but Kie shook her head.

“Nah, I got a ride tonight.”

You nod, forcing yourself to keep the smile on your face. Turning, you throw up a hand in a quick wave.

“Later Kie!”

You tried to ignore the feeling of bile in your throat as you trudged through the sand toward where you parked your car. While staying sober had made the night mind-numbingly boring, it gave you the opportunity to make a clean getaway before you had to talk to JJ and get your feelings hurt.

The whole drive home you kept the music on full blast, hoping that if it was loud enough it would keep your darker thoughts from invading your mind.

It only half worked.

Once you were finally home, you collapsed onto your bed with a heavy sigh, staring up at the ceiling while your thoughts went wild with every awkward thing you’d said and done since the party started.

Despite your reluctance, you forced yourself back up, climbing off the bed to peel off the uncomfortable clothes Kie convinced you to wear for the party. You did admit they made you look good, but in the dead of night when you were half awake, it didn’t feel very worth it.

Throwing on some soft pajamas, you curled back up in bed, pulling out your phone.

Like most nights, you found yourself hovering over JJ’s contact.

Usually, you would type out a long message detailing how in love with him you were, and then delete it like nothing ever happened. Now, however, you were eyeing the call button.

You knew he hadn’t gone home yet, and if you were to actually call him you doubt he’d even answer.

God, you just wanted to hear his voice.

The loneliest parts of you took control, and you let your eyes flutter closed for a second.

“Hello?” Your eyes shot open when you heard JJ’s voice on the other line, barely even registering the fact that you’d even pressed the call button.

Scrambling, you put the phone to your ear, cursing yourself internally as you stumbled towards an explanation.

“I’m so sorry,” You started, screwing your eyes shut in embarrassment.

“What’s up?” He asked. You could still hear the party going on around him, and you tried not to think about how he still picked up – and almost immediately, too.

“I’m just drunk,” The lie slips from your lips before you can really think about it. “I shouldn’t have called-”

“Y/N-” He tried to interrupt, but you were already rambling on.

“I just wanted to… um… chat?” You pinched the bridge of your nose, trying to get your brain to start functioning.

JJ didn’t say anything for a while, and you swore you faintly heard John B asking him a question in the distance.

“I’m just, uh, I’m drunk,” You repeated, still unsure why you were lying about that. If you thought any harder you would remember that you told JJ you weren’t drinking tonight when he offered you a solo cup full of beer. “I’m just gonna let you go, I’m sorry for calling-”

“Hey,” He almost sounded frustrated, and the firm tone made you freeze up. “Chill, Y/N.”

You stayed deathly silent, barely remembering to breathe.

“I know you’re not drunk, I saw you ten minutes ago driving home. What’s actually up?” Shit. You didn’t think he actually saw you leaving.

You didn’t know what to say, opening and closing your mouth with no luck.

“You don’t have to lie to me, you know.” JJ continued, his voice much softer now. “Why’d you call, sunshine?”

The nickname pulled something within your heart, and you were sure that if you were drunk, you would’ve told him everything in an instant.

“Just wanted to talk?” It came out almost like a question, and you could hear a car door opening and closing on the other line.

“What’d you wanna talk about?”

And so, the two of you spent the next few hours chatting about anything that came to your mind. JJ had moved into the Twinkie to get away from the noise, and you forced your eyes to stay open despite how exhausted you were, just to talk to him.

“Hey, maybe I’ll drop by tomorrow. I can bring food and we can watch some movies?” He said it in a way that made it sound like he was unsure you’d even say yes. The thought of him coming over alone made your heart beat just a little faster, despite how often it had happened at this point.

It was nights like these that you liked to pretend he could be yours. Deep down, you knew it was a fantasy that was far out of your reach, but with the way his voice was softer than anything, you couldn’t help the giddy smile pulling at your lips.

“That sounds nice.”

JJ chuckled, and you could finally hear him shifting from his spot on the floor of the Twinkie.

He only hung up when John B began piling into the car with Pope and Kie in tow, hurriedly telling you goodbye before you were sitting alone in the silence of your bedroom.

You couldn’t wipe the smile off your face no matter how hard you tried, keeping your phone tucked close to your chest as if it would float away.

You were definitely in too deep.

Slowly, you brought yourself back to reality, the darkness of your room reminding you that JJ was not in fact yours, and if he hadn’t been on the way to the Chateau right now, he’d be bringing home the nearest girl that gave him the time of day.

He wasn’t yours, and you had to get over that.

It was in the middle of your spiraling that your phone buzzed.

It was a text from JJ.

“Is noon tomorrow okay?”

You grinned, remembering he was coming over. He may have all the girls on the island wrapped around his finger, but you were the one he wanted to see outside of the parties and away from all the alcohol.

When another party rolled around, you weren’t surprised to see JJ not far off with a girl who you paled in comparison to.

You were already a little drunk, content in the knowledge that John B was driving you back to the Chateau with the rest of the pogues tonight.

JJ leaned closer to the girl, whispering something in her ear. She giggled, and you couldn’t help but roll your eyes, pushing through the party to get to the keg. You tried to squeeze your eyes shut, shaking your head a couple of times to rid the image from your mind, but it proved persistent. It felt like the image of him leaning over her was burned in your memory now.

Finally, you made it to the keg, and a kid around your age offered to refill your cup for you.

So you did.

Then, you refilled it again. And again. And again.

It wasn’t until Pope was grabbing the drink out of your hand that you really realized how far you had gone.

“Let’s get you home, okay?” John B’s voice made you turn, not even noticing him standing beside Pope until he spoke.

Home, you knew, meant the Chateau. There was no way John B would drive you home to face your parents when you were this plastered.

With a faint nod, you let him guide you to the car. Pope followed, calling out to Kie to let her know they’d be back once they got you situated.

You were silent the whole car ride there, half asleep on Pope’s shoulder.

When you arrived, Pope opened the door for the two of you and walked you inside with John B trailing behind. He tossed you a pair of old sweatpants you left behind forever ago, and one of the guys’ t-shirts that was lying around, turning around while you changed.

Once they made sure you were situated, they left to make their way back to the party.

You sat alone in the guest room and pulled out your phone.

The confession you would type out to JJ became nearly a nightly ritual, so much so that even in your drunken state you were focused on typing out everything you were feeling for him.

You stared down at the essay of a text message, exhaling deeply before going to delete it.

It wasn’t until your finger slipped and you pressed send that you began to panic.

Leaping out of the bed, you gaped at the screen in disbelief, hoping against all odds that it wasn’t real.

“Shit,” You hissed, the panic sobering you up just a bit. “Shit, shit, shit!”

Not only did you officially ruin everything, but you were still drunk and JJ was gonna come back with the group at some point. On nights like these, you usually slept in the guest room with him, since neither of you minded sharing a bed.

Guess that’s out the window, now.

“Fuck!” You threw your phone onto the bed, covering your mouth with your hands.

This can’t be real.

A couple of seconds had barely passed before you were lunging for your phone again. It was like a trainwreck and you couldn’t look away.

You sat there, staring at the phone for what felt like hours, though it couldn’t have been more than a couple of minutes.

Every minute that he didn’t respond, you thought of a new reason that your friendship was over forever.

Suddenly, a knock at the door to the guest room startled you out of your thoughts. You stared at it for a few seconds before hauling yourself out of the bed, swinging the door open a little too fast.

JJ stood before you, holding his phone up with an unreadable expression.

“Can we talk?”

Your heart plummeted to the floor, and you barely managed a nod before he was shoving his way into the room, shutting the door behind him a little too harshly for your comfort.

“So,” He took a careful seat at the edge of the bed, looking up at you. “What was that text about?”

You were definitely still too drunk to have this conversation. Your heart was practically beating out of your chest and your knees were a couple of seconds away from buckling completely.

When you didn’t say anything, JJ quickly stood back up, the intensity of his gaze making you forget to breathe for a moment.

“I’m sorry,” You started, breathless.

He stayed silent, awaiting your explanation. Part of you was waiting too, because how the hell were you gonna get out of this one alive?

“I’m just really drunk,” The look in his eyes made you falter, but you forced yourself to press on. “I was gonna just delete it after I typed it out like I usually do, but I pressed the wrong button-”

“Like you usually do?”

Shit.

“Uh, I mean,” You rubbed the back of your neck, firmly avoiding eye contact. “I- uh, forget I said that?”

JJ shook his head almost imperceptibly.

“Listen just please can we forget this ever happened?” The second you looked into his eyes you regretted it. The look he gave you was almost as heartbroken as you felt.

In your drunken state, you continued talking, not letting him get a word in. Part of you thought that if you kept talking forever he would never get the chance to reject you.

“I just, I had a lot to drink – ask Pope, he’ll tell you. I was just really lonely cause I was… well, alone… and you were the first person I thought of, and-”

“Hey-” He tried to interrupt, but you were still going strong.

“It was just stupid drunk rambling. I mean, I could barely stand, JJ-”

“Stop.” The firmness in his voice made you do as he said.

“I didn’t mean it.” You finished quietly, barely able to get the words out.

“Don’t lie to me,” He sighed, dropping his gaze to the floor. You didn’t think it was possible, but you swore your heart broke even more when he refused to look at you.

It wasn’t until he chuckled lightly that you realized he wasn’t upset. He shook his head, still staring at the floor, the grin on his face widening.

“Do you have any idea how long I’ve been in love with you?” His words made your heart skip a beat, and you stared up at him in awe.

“What?” You couldn’t help but ask, trying to make sure you didn’t imagine it.

“God,” He threw his head back, rolling his eyes playfully. “Don’t make me say it again.”

A smile made its way onto your face, and you risked a step closer to him. The action alone made JJ’s full attention fall back on you.

You could feel your heart beating fast out of your chest with the way he was looking at you. The glint in his eyes was enough to nearly knock you off your feet, and you couldn’t tear your gaze away from his even if you wanted to.

“Hey,” Lightly, he brought a hand up, resting it on your shoulder. “This is your turn to say something.”

Still, you stayed silent, barely registering the words coming out of his mouth. You were sure you were stuck in a dream and one wrong move would make you wake up to a world where you were alone again.

“Please say something.” He repeated, and you managed to snap yourself out of the daze you were in.

“I didn’t think…” You trailed off, not realizing you’d grabbed his hand, mindlessly fiddling with his fingers.

“Didn’t think what, pretty girl?” He was smirking now, fighting every urge not to just kiss you right there.

You brought your focus back to him, taking silent note of how much closer he’d gotten to you.

“I didn’t think you liked me back.”

Ever so gently, he leaned forward, resting his forehead against yours.

“I don’t remember using the word like, sunshine.” His voice was low, near a whisper, but you heard him loud and clear.

“I guess Kie was right then.” You grinned, your hands moving up to rest at his waist. “I should’ve asked you out much sooner.”

“You really should’ve.” He pulled you impossibly closer. “Would’ve saved so much time.”

“I was just scared.” You pulled back just enough to get a better look at him. “I mean, you’re so… you, and I didn’t wanna ruin our friendship because if I asked you out and you said no it would destroy the whole dynamic we have, and then the group would-”

Before you could finish your sentence, JJ’s lips were on yours.

Instinctively, your hands came up, playing with the hair at the nape of his neck. You felt him smile into the kiss before the two of you had to pull away for air.

“God, I can’t believe I can finally kiss you.” He muttered, now cupping your cheek with one hand.

With a light laugh, you buried your neck into his neck, letting yourself fall further into his embrace.

“Me too.”

And in the quiet moment, you forgot about the pogues that were surely piled on the couch down the hall. The only thing you could think of was how JJ’s arms were around you, his thumb gently rubbing up and down at your waist.

You were definitely in too deep.

#jj maybank imagine #jj maybank x reader

[lovelyjj]

Wasted

jj maybank x reader

Request: Hiiii can you make a story about y/n being drunk at a kegger and she is being really funny and crazy but jj has to stop her before she gets to crazy. @oogabooga-333

word count: 1.3k

warnings: drinking, alcohol, brief mentions of vomiting.

(not my gif)

The idea for the kegger came from Kiara. You and the other pogues thought it was a great idea. You all wanted to let loose and be care free. Not only did you want to go and party but you wanted to go with your boyfriend.

The others have yet to discover your secret relationship with JJ. What? Tell them that both you pogues started mackin on each other. No way. You told JJ that you weren't a rule breaker. He of course smirked and replied that he in fact was a rule breaker, tossing you a wink.

As hard as it was not to act like a couple in front of everyone, you got to explore your relationship without any input or judgment from the rest of the group. You enjoyed the hushed whispers and the wondering off from the group, the stolen kisses and hugs that lasted a little too long.

The boneyard was littered with sweaty bodies and red solo cups clasped in peoples hands.

The group of you were spread out each socializing with the tourons.

You stood there gulping down your third beer and you would be lying if you said you weren't getting tipsy.

"John B! John B! Pour me another would ya." you shouted. A little too loud as heads started to turn your way.

You outstretched your cup patiently waiting for another refill.

"How much have you had missy?" John B raised a brow at you.

"Don't act all authority figure on me now John B." you teased.

John B reluctantly filled your red solo cup yet again up to the top.

"Pleasure doing business with you sir." You saluted him.

You downed your cup in about 10 seconds. You wanted another and nobody was stopping you. You took the spout and refilled your own cup.

Then you stomped your way around the beach and stood next to a branch drinking your drink.

The alcohol started to enter your veins. You felt way more than tipsy as you had your fifth drink under your belt.

Your mind was clouded as you stumbled down the beach.

"I love this song!" you announced as you made it to the dance floor.

You started singing obnoxiously. As well as dancing and throwing your hands in the air.

You were having a blast as you wildly moved your body to the song that was playing.

It was pure euphoria as you swayed your hips and closed your eyes as you mimicked air guitar.

After your instrument duties, playing a mean air guitar you took off your shoe and used it as a microphone. You sang along loudly to the song playing.

After a while you grew tired and the song ended. As you stood there an idea came to you. You needed another drink.

As you stumbled drunkenly across the boneyard you ran into JJ.

"Hey pretty girl, I've been looking all over for you." He stated.

When JJ saw you he thought you looked beautiful. He wanted to kiss you so badly, but the would definitely blow his cover, so he refrained.

"I'm um on my way to get another drink." You mumbled.

"I'll go with you." JJ suggested.

The two of you made your way to the keg. JJ took your empty cup and filled yours up for you as well as his cup.

He snuck a arm around your waist and whispered in your ear, "Come hang out with me I miss you."

You simply nodded your head at him and lifted your cup before taking a sip, "Let's go."

JJ ushered you toward the fallen tree branch and sat down on the large branch and you sat down next to him.

You leaned your head on his shoulder as your mind started to get fuzzy. You were faintly listening to JJ talk as you rested against him.

Then a question popped into your head. You had to ask right away.

You gasped lifting your head and turning towards JJ.

"JJ." you exclaimed.

"What baby." JJ spoke.

"Baby?!" Pope questioned confused.

JJ tuned him out as he gave you his full attention.

"Would you still love me if I was a worm?" you asked.

"What did she just say?" Pope who was sitting beside JJ voiced.

JJ let out a loud laugh. "If you were a what?"

"A worm." You responded. Your starry eyes looked up at him blinking and waiting for an answer.

"How drunk are you?" JJ questioned as he went to feel your forehead as if you were feverish.

You swatted his hand away, "I'm fine, just tell me you would still love me if I was a worm." You slurred.

"If you were a worm i'd feed you to the birds."

You gasped and swatted at his arm. "How dare you." You sat there pouting.

"Aw love Im sorry. You're so cute when you pout. You know that." JJ reasoned.

"Please tell me you would still love me if i was a worm." You expressed.

"Alright fine. Yes I would still love you if you were a worm." JJ spoke as your herd the honesty in his voice.

"Yay!" You threw your arm up in a fist pounding it and then took a sip of your drink.

"Cheers!" You both bumped cups and you drank more of the liquid in your cup.

"You know I'll always love you no matter what." JJ spoke.

You smiled at him, "and I love you always."

He grinned and rubbed your noses together.

Your mind was getting foggy and your chest was glowing with warmth. You felt hot and almost dizzy and you grew tired of sitting.

You slipped away from JJ's view when Pope was interrogating him on your relationship.

You drunkenly walked around the boneyard almost falling to the ground as you walked in the sand.

Then your mind came up with an idea.

"I wanna strip." you babbled.

"I wanna strip." You repeated as you walked around.

"I umm m need to um strip." you said to no one in particular.

Suddenly you saw a bright red tower and was gravitated towards. You went to climb it and you reached the top.

You stood up and carefully balanced yourself.

"I wanna strip." You drunkenly slurred.

"Whoa." You lost your balanced and dropped the cup of beer onto the ground.

Kiara's voice filled JJ's ears as she spoke, "What is she doing?"

Kiara was looking at you on top of the red metal tower with the number 8 on it. JJ whipped his head around to meet where she was looking.

He was met with you on top of the tower, trailing your hands up your body.

"It's hot. It's hot, really hot." You began fanning yourself. You were sweaty from all the dancing you did.

You than proceeded to take off your shirt. As a crowd of people were watching you, you herd a few whistles as you were left in your bikini top.

JJ stared at you and then he remembered other people were also watching and expecting a show.

You were about to unbutton your shorts when you herd your name.

"Y/n! Get down from there!" The voice belonged to JJ, your lover.

He had his hands outstretched wanting to usher you down from the tower.

"Take my hand baby girl." JJ pushed on.

You laughed and said crazily, "I haven't finished stripping JJ."

"You don't need to do that." JJ ordered.

You misplaced your footing and started to fall backwards and you let out at scream.

Luckily, JJ was right there and he wrapped his hands around your waist and caught you. Your arms wrapped around his neck and you clutched onto him.

“Thank you.” You mumbled to him.

“Your lucky I’m here to take care of you. Let’s get you home party girl.”

Then JJ proceeded to pick up your empty cup and your discarded shirt.

He had his arm around you as he walked you back to the château where he will surely be holding your hair back.

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Corner Shop

Pairing: Rafe Cameron x Pogue!reader

Warnings: a lil angst, fluffy, mentions of past fuck buddy relationship/one falling for the other, slightly emotional Rafe, drugs, not canon Rafe, not edited

A/N: very short little piece that I thought of at work

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It was getting colder here in the Outerbanks. It’s been Autumn for a month now and the leaves just started to change color, and the wind started to get colder. 

Here I was, working at the corner shop on a Saturday night when everyone else was out partying at Kelce’s for his “Back to School Bash”, even though they’re like two months in.

The corner shop was empty, only a few older men coming in to get a box of cigarettes and a Diet Coke. I was just sat behind the cashier, earphones in my ears blasting music, and the small tv hung up on the wall was playing some episode of Wheel of Fortune. 

The bell of the door rang which signaled that there’s a customer. I look up from my phone and see the tall figure and the body that I knew too well. His eyes quickly made contact with mine before he ducked into an aisle to find what he needs.

I went back to scrolling through my dream board on Pinterest, turning up the volume up so my music drowned out whatever he could say or the stupid show playing.

A box of condoms was tossed onto the counter. I looked up to see Rafe rocking back and forward on his heels, his hands stuffed in his khaki short pockets. I quickly sat up from my chair and scanned his box of condoms.

I was able to hear some mumbling over my music but I didn't care, that was until my earphone was tugged away from my ear.

“Don’t do that.” I looked up at him with annoyance all over my face.

“I was just asking if you can get me a pack of rolling papers.” 

I rolled my eyes secretly as I turned around to look for some behind the counter.

“Raw or Zig-Zag?” I held up the two brands.

“Uhh Raw.”

I scanned them and tossed it on the counter. 

“Nine dollars and 95 cents.” I told him as I was still bopping my head slightly to the music blaring in my other ear.

He handed my a balled up ten dollar bill from his pocket, just tossing it onto the counter. His hand was still digging in my pockets, which I assume to find some change due to the sounds of coins clanking.

“Hold on. I think I have some quarters.” his voice rushed.

He pulled out a handful of coins and wrappers from his pockets, a few coins hitting the floor.

“Fuck.” he mumbled out as he set down his coins and trash on the counter to pick up what he dropped.

“Jesus Rafe. You can pay with your card.” I grabbed the balled up bill and started to flatten it out.

“I- I can't.” he stood up as he tried to sort out the coins.

“Stop.” I told him, my hands signaling him to calm down. “What do you mean you can't?”

I counted the coins and picked out the trash while he slowed himself down and answered my question.

“My dad kicked me out.” he mumbled out.

“Not the first time he’s done that.” I chuckled at the memory of when Rafe first got kicked out, Barry and I had front row seats.

“Well this time it’s real.” his hands dragged over his face in stress. “I’m cut off from any money.”

“Sooo you're just gonna get high and sleep around to fix all your problems?” I scoffed at the end as I began to sort the coins into towers.

He stood there in silence, his eyes focusing on my hands working.

“Condoms huh?” I broke the silence and him out of his trance.

“Um yeah.”

I hummed in response.

“T-they’re not for me if you were wondering.” he was speaking fast again, his eyes searching my face for any sort of emotion.

“Whatever you say Rafe.” My lips drew into a thin line. “Um, you’re all good to go.”

I pushed his purchased items closer to the edge, making sure not to knock down the coins that I sorted for him. 

“I-I’m not sleeping around.” he tried to make a point.

“Okay Rafe.” I nodded as I put the money he owed into the till.

He let out a heavy sigh.

“Can you not act like that?” he leaned onto the counter.

“Like what?” I sat down onto the chair, trying to get myself comfortable again.

“Like you have something against me.” his finger tapped harshly to his chest.

“Rafe.” I looked at him with raised eyebrows. I hoped he remembered how things ended. 

His hands combed through his hair. “Fuck. I- I um.” he licked his lips.

“Rafe it’s all good, it happened and it’s done.” I looked up to the tv to see what was playing now, hoping that he took it as a sign to leave.

“I didn't mean t- never mind.” he grabbed his stuff and walked out of the shop with the bell ringing.

I finally was able to relax, my body was no longer tense, and I was finally able to breath. My breathing was stuttering. Pretending that everything is fine takes a toll, and that's what has been happening to me.

I put in my earbud that he pulled out and listened to my music again. I closed my eyes and took a few deep breaths.

When I opened my eyes, Rafe was quickly opening the door again and taking long heavy strides to the counter.

I rubbed at my eyes, sighing in annoyance and exhaustion.

I pulled out my earphones to listen to what he has to say.

He was more fidgety, his eyes wider, and his hair messy from his hands. That was when I noticed the white dust on the tip of his nose.

I opened my mouth to speak but he beat me to it. “I-I didn’t mean those things.”

I nodded my head, staying quiet to see what else he has to say.

“Fuck! Do you understand me?” his finger tapped his chest hard.

I hummed to show that I was listening.

“Rafe, you said what you said.” I scratched at my head.

“You- You’re not listening to me.” he sniffled as he bit down on his bottom lip.

“We’re not gonna do this.” I stood up from my seat to lean on the counter right across from him. “You’re high and emotional, get some sleep.”

“I got attached.” he spoke loud and clear.

“What?” 

“I- I got attached and I didn't want Top and Kelce to know so I said that shit.” his hands rubbed at his jaw.

“Rafe, you’re not the on-”

“I know we set rules, t-that we will never catch feelings. Fuck. But you- you were so good to me.” his bottom lip quivered

His chest was rising up and down, his eyes were on me, and his mouth was open with his lips shiny from the amount of times he’s licked his lips.

We both just stood in silence. I’ve never seen Rafe confess to anything like that. Hell, I don’t think he’s ever done that.

“Now, you listen to me. Okay?” I told him, making sure to hold eye contact.

He nodded his head as his fingers raked through his hair again.

“I caught feelings. I thought you were distancing yourself and saying all those things because you didn’t want me.”

His angered face now softened, his eyes showing that he was still processing what I was saying. His cheeks were blushed and mouth agape.

“Say something?” I leaned onto the counter, getting a better look at his face.

His movements were quick. In a blink, his big hands cradled my jaw and his lips were on mine. His lips were soft and tasted like he’d been chewing gum and smoking weed.

Both of our bodies relaxed from across each other with the wooden counter separating us.

I pulled away and leaned my forehead against his, my eyes closed as I was entranced by the feeling and smell of him. His breath fanned over my face, we just stood there.

“I think we got that on camera.” I pulled away to point at the camera behind me to take surveillance of robberies.

“Download it.” he chuckled. His smirk was deadly, i’d be fine with dying from looking at him.

“You can stay at mines tonight.” I told him, my fingers playing with the collar of his shirt.

He nodded and rounded around behind the counter where I was. He grabbed an extra chair to sit by me until I closed.

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[multifandomwhore-003]

Sunshine, nice to meet you²

Pairing: bisexual! JJ Maybank x bisexual! female! reader because I'm bi and I said so

Summary: You stole JJ's snack for the night, and he's not happy about it

Genre(s): Smut

Warnings: mentions of weed and alcohol, implied smut (fxf), explicit sex, switch! reader, switch! JJ Maybank, fingering.

A/N: Thank you sm @severa-kane for the help, everyone thank her bc this wouldn't exist without her, love you babes.

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The glitch of surprise that suddenly your face presented was new, you were used to saying reckless shit all the time without a second thought or a glimpse of regret, however, you were now both in unknown territory. Perhaps a few sexual innuendos were shared between the two of you a couple of times, but you were always companioned by the other pogues, never in such intimacy or silence despite the music blasting from outside. Your eyes locked with one another; you took a sharp breath and closed your sight which served as a confirmation of a moment of vulnerability, you almost choked on your second hit when you heard the door lock and before you had a chance to protest, he snatched the weed off your fingers.

"What if I do?" Through all the snarkiness and confidence that was now transpiring through his body, his voice managed to betray him with a hint of hesitancy before inhaling the burnt plant.

You gulped, —Better death than a fucking coward— your dad used to say that fucking little phrase all the goddamn time, so much so that he ended up in a wheelchair, but a hero nonetheless, and just like him, those simple words felt right this second like the death of you, "Sure you wanna play the teasing game, Barbie? You won't keep up," you whispered almost campily.

"Words aren't the only thing that I'm good at 'Sunshine'," he grabbed your jaw gently before joining your lips and exhaling in your mouth the dense smoke.

A nerve you had never in your life felt snapped from the bottom of your lip all the way down to your belly while you inhaled rather shyly, an action that could cost you the certitude of your stern glance.

What was it about JJ Maybank that just now, he was the cause of your entire body betraying your very being? Every second of every minute, of every hour, of every day that you’ve spent completely uninterested in him, was now as useless as the effort you were putting into building up the tension. But if you had to, if you really had to, if you were gonna fuck JJ Maybank at the chateau’s bathroom, the least it could be was as fucking earth-shattering as your brain had presented it to you for a while, a really funny contrast to what hanging out with him in a more normal scenario felt like.

If you had to put it in words, JJ Maybank felt like being trapped in a black room filled with neon lights and your favorite songs of all times blasting in your ears, like your favorite breakfast being served to perfection with the strongest and sweetest cup of coffee on the side, like a stormy beach with the most beautiful sunset, like a warm shower at 3 am in the middle of a party; chaotic, comfortable, mesmerizing; you were used to finding comfort in chaos, comfort in who you were, comfort in this specific word that couldn't describe you better.

Perhaps what made this situation appealing was finally seeing the two of you in a different light, desperate, needy, yet still proud enough to contain your impulses, even when you separated, you held back, not out of fear, but out of pure, raw enjoyment that obviously helped to pent up as much anticipation as you could.

"That wasn't too bad now, was it?" you tucked his hair behind his ear, "You still managed to taste what she left on me,"

"Where else is she?" he almost groaned.

"Why don't you figure it out, baby?"

"You would like that wouldn't you?"

"Me?" you asked innocently, "Projecting isn't a good look on you JJ, we both know you've wanted this since before Kiara and I broke up,"

"You've been taunting me for months, you've also wanted this,"

"Maybe, the difference is I haven't done a shit job at hiding it, because I wasn't even trying," you confessed, "Truth is I've been dreaming about it, constantly, I'm surprised you've never noticed considering how loud I sound in my mind," you guessed by his dilated pupils that you've won control, "So, speak now, or forever hold your pea-"

He cut off the distance so brutally you had no choice but to moan in response, out pleasurable pain, the same sensation you were quick to reciprocate by tugging on his hair rather harshly, so much so that he really groaned this time, he proceeded with this mellifluous reaction down your throat without forgetting to ever so slightly press his fingertips on the naked mushy muscles he could reach. You practically ripped his already damaged shirt off, feeling plastic flying out of your almost ancient button-up.

By the time he reached the knot on your bikini he got patient, still wanting to make a full show out of the whole situation, delicately separating the cloth from your breasts and dropping it possibly in the shower. He bent down just enough to have you at the top of his vision. His ragged skin brushed everything in between where he began and his goal. Out of nothing but pure spite, he got knuckle-deep in you without a warning or even so much as a look.

“Fuck,” you murmured holding on to the edge of the stone.

Satisfied with your response he did it again, capturing your lips on his, as you moaned on to him, he started to fuck you with his fingers whilst slightly crooking them to tease your spot. His other hand sneaked behind your neck pulling you closer, he wanted more of you, he wanted all of you, something in his mind could only beg for more, he wanted everything, having power over you, allowing himself to feel powerless, anything he could get to fulfill his pleasure right now and for as long as he could hold on to you desiring him as well.

You gathered all strength you could to start undoing his pants like you had all the time in the world.

“Wasting no time I see, good girl,” he nodded in approval, he only paused for a split second to taunt you more.

You paused at his underwear, just sightly bothering the edge but two could play that game, as if faking lack of skill, he clumsily let his tips dance around your tied bikini pieces, he eventually undid them but not before you lowly whined out of desperation.

“Jesus Christ, ‘Sunshine’, all of this for me? No wonder your mom’s an artist, you’re her ultimate masterpiece,”

You didn't answer, instead hazily wondered why it took you so long to not be such a prideful asshole and get properly fucked by JJ Maybank.

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[caitlyn-winchester]

TLC

Summary: The reader always takes care of her friends and asks for nothing in return. Her friends often take advantage of this without even knowing. As the reader’s list of priories grow, she forgets to take care of herself. Everyone has a breaking point. Pent up emotions poor out and its up to the Pogues to help give the reader some tender love, and care.

platonic!Pogues x fem!reader 

word count: 4K+

Tw: mental health issues, mentions of alcohol, cursing, nudity that's pretty much it. the rest is an overwhelming amount of fluff but lmk if I missed anything!

A/N: While this is a self-insert fic, this is a very self-indulgent fic and some details are personal to me. I wish I had some good friends like the Pogues. Also sorry I didn’t include Pope a lot into this. I don't really know how to write him.

A/N#2: Feedback is welcomed. Likes and re-blogs always appreciated. :)

To say you were mentally stretched thinned was an understatement. It has been a long day for you. First you went over to Pope’s house to help him prepare for a math competition he has this weekend. Your phone kept blowing up at Pope’s with texts from John B and Sarah, claiming they got into a fight and were in a dire need of a mediator. Once Pope felt secure enough with the amount of studying he did, you went over to the Chateau to help John B and Sarah. Their fight was petty really, some girl commented heart eyes on John B’s insta post. John B didn’t interact with the girl at all but it still upset Sarah that someone would flirt with her boyfriend. Once you were able to simmer down that situation, you went home in hopes of taking a nap. The past couple of days you didn't get any sleep because of your dad drunkenly blasting music and singing along to it. You tried everything to block out the music, putting blankets by your door to muffle the sound or putting in your own headphones to listen to ASMR. No matter what you did, you could still hear the rock music, ultimately depriving you of sleep. You didn’t want to tell your friends though. You usually weren't one to express any troubles in your life. You didn’t want to burden anyone.

Once you got back home from John B’s, you immediately got an SOS from JJ, needing help with his dad. You couldn't say no to that, especially with JJ needing someone with a vulnerable topic. You slammed your car door, quickly driving to JJ’s. You found him sitting on his front step with a bloody lip and bruises already forming on his body. Lucky for Luke, his truck was gone when you got there. You cleaned JJ’s injures, let him rant and offered to give him a ride to John B’s place. On your way, you got a call from Kiara, crying after she got into another verbal fight with her mom. She begged you to come over and you complied.

That’s where you are currently. Sitting in Kiara’s room, listening to her rant. You normally would give her your full attention, but you were physically and mentally tired.

“Y/N.” Kiara snapped her fingers in front of your face.

“Huh.” you said snapping out of your thoughts.

“Are you even listening to me?” She asks in disbelief, like you wasted her time.

“Yea...no” You trailed off, “Sorry.”

“Really Y/N? Why would you come over if you wouldn't even pay attention to what I have to say. I need you.” She emphasizes.

“I said sorry, I have a lot on my mind right now.” You tried to reason with her.

“Like what?” she scoffed. “Seriously? Your life isn't that bad. You don't face many problems so would it kill you to help me for once and-”

That’s all I do is help!” You snapped. “You guys always ask for my help! I don't mind but I’m tired ok. I’m only one person! I don't have a magic wand that can fucking fix everything. First Pope wanted help with math and he wouldn't let me leave until he got every single fucking math problem right. Then Sarah got mad at John B because some girl commented heart eyes on his insta post. Fucking. Heart. Eyes. You would think John B shot her dog or something. Then JJ needed help with his dad and you needed help with your mom. I barely had a second to breath for myself.” You ranted. “Im so fucking tired, I haven't slept well in days. My dad fucking day drinks then comes home blast fucking rock music all night long. I swear if I have to hear ‘Mad World’ one more goddamn time I’m going to lose it.” You didn’t even realize you started crying until Kiara had you in her arms. You cracked. You facade of ‘everything is fine’ diminished in seconds.

“It’s okay.” Kiara tried to comfort you. When you ranted, she finally saw you. She is shooting herself for not noticing it before. You looked sick with tired eyes and pail skin. It was obviously to her you were not taking care yourself.

You shook your head, releasing yourself from her hold. “N-no, It’s ok. I should get going.” You sniffled.

“Y/N” Kiara tried to grab your wrist but it was too late, you left. You got in your car despite Kiara’s calls of protest. You needed to get out of there. You drove all the way home, composing yourself. When you open your car door, you heard it. Music. Not again, you thought. You wanted to cry all over again. You knew you couldn't stand another night of this so you pulled out your phone.

You: Hey, sorry to bother you so late. Can I stay the night?

John Booger🏄🏻‍♂️: You can never bother me, Y/N/N. Everything ok?

You: Yes. Can I stay over or not?

John Booger🏄🏻‍♂️: Of course. There is always room for you here.

You found John B’s messages unusually too sweet but you were too tired to care. You entered your house, not caring if you were quite or not. Your dad never hears you over the blaring music anyway. That and the fact you swear he is daydreaming, pretending he is actually at the concert. You quickly packed an over night bag of essentials; pajamas, your stuffed bunny, phone charger, a book and hygiene products. You went back out to your car climbing in, starting it and heading toward the Chateau.

When you got there, you slung your bag over shoulder and headed toward the front door. Before you can make it to the front steps, John B exited his house, saying a quick hello and bringing you into a hug.

“Uh. Hello to you too?” You said confused.

He gave you a mischievous look, taking your bag. “I’ll take this so you don't drop it.” He gave out a bird call to signal something...or someone.

“What is going on? why would I drop-” Before you could finished the sentence, JJ rounded the corner of the Chateau.

“Woogity! Woogity!” He yelled, charging at you then throwing you over his shoulder.

“What the hell?! JJ put me down!” You demanded.

“As you wish.” He said but by then, you were already at Twinkie. He placed you on the back bench, accidentally hitting you head on the window.

“Ow.” you groaned. You faintly heard the van slide shut and the engine roar to life.

“JJ, don't damage the precious cargo.” Sarah said from driver seat. John B got into the passenger seat with your bag in tow. JJ mumbled a ‘sorry.’

“Ok. What is going on?” You started to freak out.

“Operation TLC.” JJ said proudly.

“Huh?” This is making no sense to you.

“JJ.” John B bites. “Shush, its a surprise.”

“Oh.” the blonde boy shrugged.

“Where are we going? Why are you guys kidnapping me?” you pressed, wondering what is happening.

“We are your friends so its not kidnapping, Y/N/N.” John B reasons.

“Thats not how it goes John B. Most kidnappings are done by someone the victim knows.” you told the brunette surfer. “You took my stuff, you forced me into the car and now you are driving me somewhere against my will.”

“Ok maybe it is kidnapping.” Sarah spoke up, “But its with love.”

“Yea Y/N. Just go with it.” JJ said pulling you into a hug.

“JJ get off me!” You tried to push him away.

“Nope.” he said popping the ‘p’, clinging to you some more.

“So one on is going to tell me what's going on?” You asked and the three shook your head. You rolled your eyes, looking out the window. You noticed the direction you were heading. “Are we going to Kie’s?” The only response you got was a shrug. You sighed. You still have JJ clinging onto you, with his chin on your shoulder. You hate to admit it felt nice to be given a hug. Normally you were the one initiating the hug, not receiving it. You made sure no one was looking before you wrapped your own arms around JJ’s waist reciprocating the hug. They saw it though and they smiled to themselves. Your stubbornness was starting to subside slightly.

Sarah finally pulled you into the driveway of their destination. JJ offered you a hand and helped you out of Twinkie. You realized your instincts were correct. They brought you to Kiara’s house, which means she probably told them about your outburst. You started to become self-conscious, feeling weak that your friends now know you didn't ask for help while you were struggling. Everything is starting to make sense now, even though you don’t know their full plan.

“Guys, can we just go back. I’m really tired and I want to sleep.” you stressed. “I don't feel like hanging out tonight.”

“Just trust us, please?” Sarah asked. You sighed and nodded your head after a moment. Whatever they have planned they seem to be excited about it. You don't want to let them down. The three guided you into the house and up the stairs to Kiara’s room. As you grew closer to Kiara’s room, you became anxious, unsure what is about to happen. John B must of noticed your uneasiness because he gave your shoulders a comforting squeeze. Kiara’s door was wide open. When you peered inside and saw her sitting on her bed, bouncing her leg anxiously. Her head snapped up when she heard the Pogues footsteps and her eyes immediately landed on you.

“Thank god.” she breathed out relieved, you guess whatever plan she had was going well so far. “Y/N, I am so sorry about earlier.” She held onto both your hands, gently rubbing her thumbs over them. The rest of the Pogues dispersed throughout the room, starting to set things up. Sarah took your bag from John B and started to lay out stuff from your overnight bag. Then she disappeared into the bathroom. JJ and John B were setting up pillows and blankets on the floor.

“Its okay, Kie.” you tried to reassure her, “Sorry about my outburst earlier.”

“First off, you don't have to apologize for that Y/N/N. And second, it’s not okay,” She shook her head. “We have been some awful friends lately.”

“No you guys haven't.” You protested.

“Yea, we kinda have.” John B commented rubbing the back of his neck, standing next to Kiara.

“But-” you tried to object again but you were cut off by JJ.

“Don't try to justify it, Y/N/N. You take such good care of us and always put us first. We took advantage of that and have been shitty friends.”

“Exactly,” Sarah said, walking back from the bathroom connected to Kiara’s room. “Which is why tonight we are going to take care of you. We are going to pamper you and give you whatever you need. You want it, we will get it.” Sarah wrapped her arms around your shoulder, leading you over to the bathroom. She opened the door, which revealed the bathroom with a spa like ambiance. “I already drew you a bubble bath, with lavender. I know it's your favorite. But first I think we should wash your face and put a face mask on you. How does that sound?” Sarah asked you, giving you a loving smiled.

You bursted out crying, becoming overwhelmed by all the attention you have been giving in the past couple of minutes. You were not use to receiving all this kindness, especially from multiple people at once. You weren't one to ask for attention, preferring to just stay drifting by. Your friend’s problems have always been more prominent, making yours get put on the back-burner. This is why you have always took care of yourself instead. Sure, you have always dreamed of someone else taking care of you, just once. You thought you didn’t deserve though.

“I don't deserve this.” you sobbed out, burying your face in your hands. This was so embarrassing and it’s the second you have broke down in front of your friends today. Your friend’s faces fell at your self-deprivation.

“Oh, honey.” Sarah pulled your arms down so you were forced to look at her, holding your hands. “Listen to me. You do deserve this.” But you shook your head, disagreeing. “Yes, you do.” Sarah pressed further. “You deserve to get taken care of too.”

“Sorry, I’m just not use to this.” You sniffled and hugged yourself, almost like you were trying to guard yourself. You felt a hand on the top of your head, starting to smooth it over slowly. The repetitive motion helped you calm down.

“Well, get use to it,” John B stated. “This will be happening more often.”

“Why?” you asked.

“Because we love you, doofus.” JJ commented.

“Exactly.” Kiara quipped. “We don't show how much we actually appreciate you and it’s time we do.” you nodded your head. You guess you could give this a shot, maybe it’ll be nice.

“Now, let’s get you in that bath before the water gets cold.” Sarah started to guide you to the bathroom.

“Wait.” Kiara caught your wrist. “Are you hungry? We could send the boys to pick something up. When was the last time you ate something?”

“I-” You had to think for a minute. When was the last time you ate something?you pondered, the only think you could think of was a granola bar.

“Ok well if you have to think about it then it must of been a while ago.” Kiara stated. “What would you like?”

“Oh, I don't care.” You shrugged.

“Uh Uh, remember this is your night. We will pick up whatever you want.” JJ said.

“Um.. McDonalds.” You said after a moment. “My usual I guess.”

“One 10 piece chicken nugget meal coming right up.” John B grabbed his keys, JJ following him out the door.

“And get me some pizza!” Sarah yelled at her boyfriend.

“Oh we can just get pizza if that is easier-” Sarah cut you off by putting a finger to your lips.

“Nope. You want McDonalds. You’re getting McDonalds. Capisce?” She demanded.

“Yes, ma’am.” You replied, obviously they weren't budging.

Sarah lead you into the bathroom, while Kiara went down stairs. She waited outside for you to undress and put on a fluffy white robe she had layed out for you. Once you were done, you let her back in and she instructed you to wash your face, handing you your face wash.

“Sit here sweetie.” She pulled out a stool for you to sit on. She reached the for the vanity to grab the face mask and applicator. “Ok now close your eyes and I’ll apply this for you.” She instructed and you complied. She started to apply the face mask, starting at your forehead, then moving to your cheeks. She was so gentle with her brush strokes, it was almost feather-like. You think she is purposely going slow, so you could savor the moment. It did feel really nice. “Feel good?” She asked when she noticed a small smile on your face.

“Yea..” you hummed.

“This is a clay face mask, but its not too drying. Your face will feel really smooth after.” She told you. She continued to carefully apply the product, going for your T-zone now. “You have the cutest nose.” She complimented as she wiped the mask down your nose. You blushed at her comment and muttered a small ‘thanks.’ You heard the cap of the tub being placed back on and a faint clink as the tub hit the counter. You opened up your eyes. “Ok, that's done. Now you can just lay in the tub and soak for as long as you want. Don’t worry about us out there, take some time for yourself. I’ll be in shortly with you pajamas. When your done with your bath you can wash off you mask with a warm rag and moisturize. Also, don't worry about cleaning up the tub. I’ll take care of that.”

Once she knew you were all set, she left the bathroom allowing you to disrobe and enter the tub. The warm water felt nice on your sore muscles. You never noticed how bad they were from running around everyday until now. The longer you soaked, the more you felt the stress leave your body. It’s like you just got shot up with dopamine as you started to smile and giggle to yourself. You took some deep breaths to really get the full affect of the lavender. After some time, you heard a knock on the door.

“Come in.” You called out. You know it had to be one of the girls, seeing as you were naked. The bubbles covered your body pretty well, so they wouldn't see anything. The door opened to reveal Kiara, holding a bowl of fruit. Sarah shortly followed, with your pajamas. She placed them on the counter and left, shutting the door behind her. Kiara stayed in the bathroom. She grabbed a bath tray from her bathroom closet. She placed the tray in front of you, placing the bowl of fruit down. She kneeled down beside the tube, smiling at you.

“Someone is looking better.” She commented. “How are you feeling?”

“Like I’m on a cloud.” you joked all loopy.

“Wow. That relaxed huh?” She laughed. “I’ll have to ask Sarah to draw me a bath one day.”

“She is really good at it.” You drew out the ‘really’, giggling. “I think she put some drugs in here. I feel high.”

“Nah, I think that feeling is you finally letting go of all that stress. Your brain is feeling happy, instead of playing tricks on you and making you sad.” She explained. “You deserve to be happy, so please come to use next time when you need us. Pogues take care of Pogues.”

“I know. Thanks for this.”

“Anything for you, beautiful.” She brushed some hair out of your face. “I’m glad you’re feeling better.”

“Yea, me too. You know how ASMR makes your brain all tingly.” You explained and Kiara nodded. “Well that's how I feel, but in real life. Especially when Sarah was applying the face mask. I felt all tingly and nice. I don't know how to explain it.”

“I think you explained it pretty well. Thats how I feel when you take care of me. Now you know how it feels and I think everyone else would agree when I say, now we know how you feel when you take care of us. There is a sense of pride knowing you helped someone feel better. That, and it’s nice to show people love. Good karma.” Kiara explained. “Now, I brought in some fruit for you to snack on. I know normally if you just each fast food, your stomach will start to hurt and we don't want that. Holler if you need anything.” She ran a hand over your head, and left you alone to relax again.

You sat back again, savoring the feeling of the warm water on your skin. I could get use to this, you thought as you smiled you yourself. You munched on some fresh fruit now and then. Your stomach grumbled, you never realize how hungry you actually were. You reluctantly got out of the tub after you felt the water starting to cool and you were all pruney. You went over to the counter and saw that Sarah arranged items in order so you wouldn't forget a step. You took a rag and some warm water and gently began to remove the face mask. After, you popped on some of your moisturizer. Sarah was right, your skin felt very smooth. Next you applied some lavender body lotion that Sarah must of placed on the counter for you. It smelled just as nice as the bath. Finally, you slipped on your pajamas on. You looked in the mirror and smiled at yourself. You definitely looked and felt better than you did 45 minutes ago. You exited the bathroom.

“No, JJ. You cannot go check on Y/N. She is naked.” Kiara stressed at the blonde boy.

“JJ are you trying to see me naked?” you jokingly asked JJ. Your four friend’s head shot up at your voice.

“I mean, I’m sure it's a beautiful view.” JJ flirted, walking over to you and slinging an arm around your shoulder. He lead you over to Kiara bed, sitting you down. “Here.” he put a tray in you lap that head you McDonalds order. “Eat up.” he patted your head.

“Thanks guys.” You smiled at JJ and John B. You started to dig into your meal then you felt the bed dip behind you.

“Lets fix this rat’s nest.” You heard Kiara’s voice from behind you. She gathered your hair in her hands.

“Its not a rat’s nest.” You mumbled.

“Uh, I don't know. I think I could put a bird in your hair and it’ll think its a home.” John B teased. You rolled your eyes and flipped in off.

“Oh and by the way.” John B started. “Pope says thank you for helping him with his competition. He texted me and said his team won the first round.”

“Tell him I said congrats and It’s not problem.” You smiled, happy the hard work payed off.

“Yea he is bummed he missed out tonight, but this competition helps him with his scholarship.”

“I understand.” you replied.

Kiara started to brush your hair while you ate. She started at the ends of your hair and worked her way up to your scalp. She used a technique similar to Sarah. Gentle, soft strokes in order to not pull your hair. This felt even nicer than having a face mask applied. You were a sucker for someone playing with your hair. The repetitive brushing started to relax you again. You must of closed your eyes at one point because you felt JJ start to snicker.

“I think she likes that.” JJ laughed. You open your eyes and saw JJ taking a snap video of you.

“Really JJ?” you asked, rolling your eyes. “Why are you videoing me?”

“You looked so blissed out and cute, I want to remember this.” He grinned and John B laughed as we watched the video. You sighed and started to munch on your fries. Suddenly aware of how everyone was watching you, the self-consciousness slowly creeping back in.

“Ignore them.” Kiara whispered. She had seemed to have ditched the brush and is now just running her fingers through your hair. “Just relax and eat your food.” And you did. You finished your whole meal while Kiara played with your hair and the Pogues conversed in a causal conversation. JJ took they tray from you once he noticed it was empty. Kiara ended playing with your hair by putting it in a loose braid.

“Alright how about a movie?” Sarah suggested, clasping her hands together.

“Sounds good.” You yawned. “But I might fall asleep.”

“Thats quite alright.” John B said, as he slid some fluffy socks on your feet. “Sorry, they looked cold.” He said sheepishly when you gave him an odd look.

“Its okay.” you reassured. Kiara started to set up the TV, while the rest of the Pogues helped you settle into bed. Sarah fluffed your pillow and tucked the blanket around you, like someone would do for a child. You weren't surprised at this. Sarah was definitely a momma bear out of the friend group. Once she was satisfied you were comfortable, she leaned down and gave you a kiss on the forehead.

“Night Y/N.” She gave a loving smile.

“Can’t forget Fluffy.” JJ said placing the stuffed bunny if your arms. You blushed and accepted your childhood plushie. He also gave your forehead a kiss. “Night.”

“Goodnight Y/N/N.” John B said and rubbed your temple quickly before he went and joined Sarah and JJ on the floor. Kiara laid down next to you with the remote in your hand.

“What do you wanna watch?” She asked you.

“Uh. doesn't really matter to me but something Disney? I’ll probably fall asleep soon.”

“Ok.” she smiled and played a random Disney movie. You tried to pay attention but they week’s events finally caught up to you. You felt Kiara start to rub your back softly, which didn’t help your sleepiness. You didn’t last 30 minutes into the movie until your eyelids were permanently closed, not having the strength to keep them open. You were floating in the space between wake and sleep when you hear Kiara’s voice.

“I still feel so bad. I should of noticed earlier.” She whispered to her other friends. She must of thought you were fully asleep.

“Kie, we all should have. This isn't all on you.” John B reasoned.

“I guess, but I yelled at her instead of asking what was wrong. I should of asked.” She replied.

“You didn’t know, and when you did realize you instantly made a plan to make her feel better.” JJ told Kiara.

“Yea Kie. now that I realize it, this is the happiest I’ve seen her in a while. All because of you. Don’t make us do a TLC night on you now.” Sarah lightened the mood. “Can we do this more often though? I like taking care of her and I think she likes it too.” She said, taken in your peaceful face squished into the pillow and your stuffed animal.

“Yea me too.” JJ spoke up, “Since she always takes care of all of us, I guess we  never needed to take care of each other to the extent she does. We never realized how much work goes into it and I kinda like it, you get what I’m saying?” He asks his friends.

“Yea I get what you mean. It’s like we always check in on each other but we never had to physically show each other affection. Y/N usually fills in that void for us. Now it’s time we fill in that void for her.” John B insisted.

“I think she still, like.. needs to get use to it though. So I say we keep doing this until she is comfortable enough to ask for help herself.” JJ watched the slow rise and fall of your chest.

“I agree. I think we should make this a weekly thing.” John B suggested. “But once a week might be too overwhelming for her. So how about we focus on caring for each other instead of one person. Unless it’s like tonight were someone needs to get taken care of, you know.”

“I like that idea.” Kiara agreed. “You know I follow this mental health page on instagram and one time I saw a post that said the person that seems the most loving, needs the love the most. Like they never receive it, so they give it. Never noticed how true that was until tonight.” Kiara started to caress your temple. The rest of the Pogues muttered out agreements before deciding to go to bed themselves. 

That night, you fell asleep the most content you have been in a while. JJ was right, you definitely were not use to this amount of undivided attention, but you definitely get use to this new weekly ‘TLC’ night.

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Top Ten Songs that my Roommates Hate:

If I’m good at anything it's being obnoxious. Here’s ten songs that I love, but drive my roommates up the wall.  Ranked from their most to least tolerable.

10.  “Bangs”- They Might be Giants

Starting off very tame, “Bangs” has the signature TMBG geeky sound and whiny vocals. The song conjures imagery of pocket protectors and protractors. With lyrics like "royal flyness" and talk of concordant angles, “Bangs” is likely a big hit in the math department. Hey at least they've got taste.

9.  “Billy Don't Be a Hero”- Bo Donaldson and the Heywoods

What's better than mass manufactured 70s bubblegum pop hit about the Civil War? A cover of the Paper Lace ‘classic’, “Billy Don't Be a Hero” tells a story of a soldier killed in combat, in the most catchy, kitschy way possible. It’s a very addictive song, so please listen responsibly.

8.  “Xanadu”- Rush

“Xanadu” by Rush is not to be confused with the 1980 Olivia Newton John film of the same name, though both are pretty polarizing. The only critique I can offer is that at only 11 minutes, “Xanadu” is entirely too short. Who wouldn't want to " To stand within the pleasure dome, decreed by Kubla Khan” with Geddy Lee. Sounds pretty cool if you ask me.

7. “Motorcycle Mama”- Harpo

Everyone knows that a truly great musician is defined by their references to other, better musicians. Unlike the other songs on this list ( with the exception of Gaucho) this is a bad song, but it's a blast. Harpo’s so caught up in trying to string Ravi Shankar and Fritz the Cat together that he entirely forgets to pay any attention to the rest of the song.

6.  “Be True to Your School”- The Beach Boys

Clearly, my roommates are lacking some serious school spirit. Just wait until some loud braggart tries to put them down. They won't know what hit them.

5. “Your Auntie Grizelda”- The Monkees

I'm a big fan of the Monkees, but even I have to admit that “Your Auntie Grizelda" is an annoying song. There is a definite reason Peter Tork wasn't placed on vocals, but I think there's a certain charm to having a singer who can't really sing.

4. “Schlock Rod Pt. 2”- Jan and Dean

“Schlock Rod Pt. 2” is nothing if not unique, it's an obnoxious conversation between two men, complete with constant voice cracks. Set to a tune consisting of clanging metal and sputtering car engines, it's satire, and I’ll defend it till the end. Think this one is annoying? Check out part one.

3. “Gaucho”- Steely Dan

I apologize in advance to all the Dan Fans out there, but damn this song sucks. Listening to “Gaucho” is like being transported to your grandpa’s pontoon in the 80s, and when a song mentions ponchos more than once, there’s a fundamental issue lyrically.

2. “Sally MacLennane”- The Pogues

The best way to listen to any Pogues song is at an ear-splitting volume, though the people I live with might disagree. If you have too many friends, this will either take care of it (especially if you listen at strange hours of the morning) or you’ll meet the best people you’ll ever know. Rest in peace, Shane MacGowan, you are a legend and a genius.

1. “Strap on That Jammy Pac”- Ween

Recorded on a four-track cassette while both Dean and Gene Ween were supposedly huffing Scotchgard (they probably weren’t) and had mono (they probably did); “Strap on That Jammy Pac” is the first track off of The Pod, which is easily one of the best albums of all time. Shout out to Ween for this much needed addition to blues-country history.

-Parks

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