#booker x you

[deltaharrington]

STUCK [SEASON 3 SPOILERS]

PAIRING: Rafe Cameron x Female!Pogue!Reader

WARNINGS: smut, heavy swearing, kidnapping, obx3 SPOILERS

SUMMARY: You were separated from your ex, Rafe, after falling off the Costal Adventure. The Pogues took you in as one of their own. You and Rafe meet again when you’re kidnapped by Singh.

Muffled screams were heard from the hallways as you were dragged to an unfamiliar room.

How did you get here? That was a long story?

A month prior, Rafe Cameron, your boyfriend at the time, had somehow convinced you to run away with him and his family.

You had no idea what he was capable of back then.

When you found out that he helped steal a cross that wasn’t his, and that he tried to kill his own sister, things felt different.

You couldn’t deny that you were in love with him though. It was hard for you to grasp the fact that he wasn’t a good person.

So, you did the thing anyone would have done. You helped Sarah escape.

When both John B and Sarah insisted you came with them, you wasted no time jumping off of the boat.

Rafe nearly shot at the small boat you escaped in. He was expecting you to be on it. Y/n. His Y/n was a Pogue.

Here you were now, kidnapped by Carlos Singh. He had you for a couple of days, claiming he was waiting on something before he could tell you what he wanted.

A large door opened and you were practically thrown into the room, your body slamming against another.

“What the-?” The voice above you spoke. It sounded familiar, and that scared you.

“Y/n? Oh my god!” The voice said, worried. You looked up and we’re met with none other than Rafe Cameron.

He wasted no time, ripping the cloth gag from your lips. At that you scrambled to get away from him, tripping and falling to the floor.

“Rafe? I knew you were apart of this!” You said and the Kook boy tried to reach for you. You tried to wiggle away, but your hands were still tied.

Rafe helped you up, cupping your face in his hands. He was happy to see you. He assumed you got kidnapped by the Pogues, he never knew you went willingly.

“I’ve been trying to find you, sweetheart” He said and your chest rose and fell with anger. He didn’t notice, he was too caught up with the fact that you had survived.

“You won’t have to go with those Pogues again, you’re safe now” Rafe rambled and you shook your head, about to argue.

“I knew this reunion would cause sparks” Singh’s voice from the opening room.

“What do you want from me?” You said and he waved you into the other room. You yanked yourself from Rafe’s grip and you walked into the room, sitting down on a couch.

Rafe followed and sat next to you.

Singh went on a rant about El Dorado and all you could think about was how close Rafe was to you. You hadn’t seen him in a month, and you were sure you had gotten over him.

Now that he was in front of you, butterflies fluttered in your stomach. Well, maybe that was because he was fiddling with the ties that bound your hands together.

“What do you want from me?” You asked Singh and he smiled.

“Your friends, they have a diary” He went on and it clicked for you. They had told you about a diary. Denmark Tanny’s diary.

“I don’t…I don’t know anything about a diary” You said and those words landed you right back in a locked room.

“Y/n, baby, you have to talk to me” Rafe pled, kneeling down in front of your sitting figure. You had finally wiggled your way out of the zip ties that had bound your wrists, and now you were placed on the bed.

“Rafe, I really don’t know what there is to talk about” You said and he looked confused, hurt even.

“You, me, you getting napped by the Pogues? That’s what we can talk about” He said and stood up, pacing.

This was it, you had to tell him.

“I didn’t get kidnapped, Rafe” You said and he stopped, looking towards you “I left with them myself” You added and his eyes widened.

“Why- Why would you do that?” He said and you sighed.

“You killed Peterkin, tried to kill your sister, and you lied to me!” You said “I couldn’t be around you, I was scared, Rafe!” You said and he looked shattered.

“You know I’d never hurt you, Y/n” Rafe said and you shook your head.

“I don’t know that, I didn’t” You said and he moved closer, grabbing your hands to hold in his.

“You never ended things properly, so we’re still together” Rafe said, his eyes tearing up “Y-You’re still mine, baby please” He begged and you shook your head, your eyes becoming teary as well.

“Rafe, we can’t” You said and he reached up towards four face, cupping it “Please don’t do this, not now.” You added and he shook his head, leaning in towards you.

When he kissed you, you felt like your world fell into place. You hated that feeling, but you craved it more than anything.

You couldn’t help but melt into his touch, letting him lean in further to pin you to the bed. He hadn’t seen you in a month, and he longed to feel you in his arms again.

Upon realizing what you were doing, you pulled away, shaking your head “Rafe” You whispered, his thumb trailing across your bottom lip.

“Please, I know you want this just as much as me” Rafe said “I love you, so much” He said and you felt your heart nearly explode.

“I love you too” You whispered and he smiled, letting his thumb caress your cheek.

“There’s my girl” Rafe whispered, pressing his lips against yours again. This time you gave in, missing his touch.

Rafe moved between your legs, pulling you flesh against his hard-on.

“Feel that?” He asked and you nodded “All because of you baby” He whispered and looked down at you. “Haven’t had any in a month” He said “I’ve been waiting on you, only to hear that you left me?” He said and you shook your head.

“That’s right, I’ll have to show you just how pent up I’ve been” He said and you looked up at him, trying to pull him closer.

“Please, Rafe” You begged “I need you, now.” You said and that was all he needed.

Within mere seconds, your clothes were on the floor, Rafe prodding your entrance with the tip of his cock.

“Please, Rafe” You begged and that was enough for him, the blonde sliding all the way inside of you, his hips touching yours.

Your back arched at the familiar fullness you felt, a moan left your lips as he attacked your neck, littering it with hickeys.

You both had forgotten the situation you were in, only worried about each other.

Soft moans and the sound of hips meeting filled the room, Rafe moving fast to make you have the best orgasm of your life.

“Rafe! M’already close!” You gasped out and he nodded, a smirk on his face.

“Me too baby, I fuckin’ missed you” He said finally giving you permission to cum.

At his command, you turned into putty, your legs shaking, as you clenched around him, milking his cock.

He rested his head in the crook of your neck after he came, your labored breaths filling the room. It didn’t take too long for you to come down and calm down, slipping under the covers to hide your exposed body.

“We need to get out of here” Rafe spoke softly “You’re mine”

END.

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[vampmorgue]

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐌𝐚𝐧

𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤!𝐑𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 & 𝐉𝐉 𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

📖 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐑𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐧, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬.

⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒: 18+, she/her pronouns, pogue! reader, routeledge! reader, jj is readers ex boyfriend, some backstory, some fluff but lots of angst, dark themes, toxic relationship, trauma bond, love bombing, language, dark!rafe and him being toxic, mentions of drug use, addiction, abusive behavior, choking, smoking, weapon: gun use, violence, blood, fighting, and jj being protective of reader.

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©𝐕𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐔𝐄 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃: 𝐃𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞, 𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐲, 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐩𝐩/𝐰𝐞𝐛𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞.

You definitely had a type. JJ was your ex-boyfriend, and he was impulsive and would get into trouble but stayed caring, protective, and loving at the end of the day. He made you the happiest when he could. You two dated for a year after knowing each other for years growing up but broke it off due to the right person, wrong timing type of thing. You wanted JJ to focus on himself as he was losing himself for a while, and you were growing distant from each other but remained friends.

As your older brother, John B. got more involved with Sarah Cameron and brought her into the group, you soon heard about her older brother, Rafe, and the stories about him, and trouble always seemed to attract you.

From the day you saw Rafe Cameron, you were intrigued by his presence, but not as much as he was with yours.

You were a Pogue, something Rafe hated, but whenever Sarah brought you over, he didn't mind it as much, almost like it never mattered in the first place. You would notice the way Rafe would be eyeing you up and down, but not notice that he would be finding excuses to talk to Sarah just to see you in the same room, and then later at night, his mind would be going crazy over you.

When you first revealed your interest in Rafe to Kie, she scolded you like you had done something bad and told Sarah; Sarah didn’t mind it but did warn you that her older brother was not the best guy to be going after. When JJ found out about it, he was shocked and unhappy that you found interest in a Kook and was more unhappy you chose Rafe Cameron out of all people. JJ made it clear to you that he moved on from the break up to not come across as jealous or anything else and said you could do better than Rafe Cameron, along with everyone else agreeing.

"Look, I just think you should keep your options open, that's all." JJ comments, hoping your brother could at least convince you as well.

With your dad being gone, John B had stepped in to protect you as your older brother, and he hated the idea of you liking Rafe.

“Don’t you dare go to that Kook party where he is!” John B chases you out the front porch as you giggle, “Sarah! Back me up on this!”

“I’ve tried, John B!” Sarah scared to intervene, "The least we could do is watch over her at the party plus, we can have a little fun?"

"Fine," John B sighs at the idea, running his hands across his face.

You weren’t someone who liked listening to others about what they had to say, especially in your life. So as a result of that, during the party at Tannyhill, after a couple of shots, you went after Rafe, which caught him by surprise, but he liked it anyway.

“Y'know, I had my eye on you for a while,” Rafe smirks, drinking from his solo cup.

John B. saw the whole thing, which angered him, but at that point gave up. “I feel like I’m raising a rebellious teenager,"

“I think you’d be considered one as well, from the things you get involved in.” Sarah jokes.

From that day forward, Rafe had you wrapped around his finger. The more you started getting involved with him, the more your friends weren't liking it and made it known.

“Oh, god, you want to be like your brother and date a Kook now?” Pope asks, with JJ and Kie waiting for your response. "I mean, seriously, what is it with you Routledges' and Kooks these days.”

“You guys like Sarah now,” you mention, “so maybe you’ll like Rafe too.”

“Ha!” JJ scoffs, shaking his head.

“I doubt that Y/N but you do you.” Kie shrugs.

“Yeah, I will,

And you kept your word, but little did they know, Rafe had also persuaded you so you could be together.

"Listen, you and I were meant to cross paths," Rafe tells you in an optimistic tone, "so let them talk,"

Three months into your relationship with Rafe, he was the sweetest boyfriend, at first. From the dates to spoiling you, him making you feel like his whole world, and making it clear to everyone that you were his. The Pogues accepted your happiness but didn’t accept Rafe; they couldn't do it when they saw how he would treat other people. He was the complete opposite of his sister, Sarah.

Now six months into the relationship, you were aware of his addiction and had mentioned your concern about it to him before, but you didn’t want to be that kind of controlling girlfriend or anything. You also didn’t want to let your friends and brother know about it because you knew they would try to get you out of the relationship with him but you didn’t want that because you cared about Rafe. You let Rafe live his life and for a while, he got better after realizing how much he was scaring you, and the sight of coke making you uncomfortable. He would smoke weed instead, which you were completely fine with since you did the same.

But then Rafe would relapse as coke was more of his thing.

Your boyfriend soon revealed another side of himself on nights when you were with him, a darkening aura surrounding him as his eyes grew more hostile. You knew he was high by the size of his pupils, and how he was getting stressed out about the things going on in his life, especially with the pressure his father was putting on him. There would be times when he took out his anger on you by shouting at you or just snapping out of nowhere by throwing things around or punching walls. Every second of those bad nights was like torture so being with him started to drain you physically and mentally as time went on, you were now in his control of what you could wear, say, or do in front of him. Every morning, you’d wake up to an anxious feeling in your stomach because of Rafe, which could’ve been your sign to leave him, but you couldn’t bring yourself to do so. It was moments like this, that made you rethink your life decisions if you had never broken up with JJ, would you be in this position? Were you longing for JJ or the right treatment that you weren't getting from Rafe? Unfortunately, you grew too attached to Rafe just like he was to you. You felt dependent on him, and you grew a fear of not being able to do anything without him or his approval but maybe one day the bond would break, right?

Every time you and Rafe argued, no one was around because Rafe wanted your relationship to look perfect to others, though it was the complete opposite, he always told you to put on a happy face.

You barely saw your friends anymore because of him not trusting them but Rafe barely trusted anyone, especially Pogues.

The Pogues were missing your company, so whenever your brother mentioned them coming over, you’d ask him if he could drive you over to Rafe’s or you would text Rafe to come get you because that’s how much afraid you were of your boyfriend; you were scared of him finding out somehow that you were in the presence of your ex JJ, though you weren’t doing anything wrong or planned on it. Whenever they’d ask about you, John B’s answer was always "Rafe", so they stopped asking but JJ thought that it was weird how the only time you were home was when everyone, except your brother, was gone, and if they slept over then you’d spend the night with Rafe— which he never said no to.

Even though your friends didn’t know the full story yet, they knew something was wrong when you were Rafe’s date to midsummers— you were the youngest in the group, so they all felt protective towards you, especially JJ. Though you looked beautiful, you didn’t look happy to be there, especially next to Rafe. They had tried to talk to you, but Rafe had his arm wrapped around your waist the whole night basically and kept giving death glares to your Pogue friends. When you made eye contact with JJ, he could tell in your eyes you had this sense of hope; he didn't know what it was but he tried to approach you because he knew in his gut something wasn’t right and said if Rafe started something then he'd finish it, but Kie convinced him to not cause a scene, and JJ was mad at John B for not looking out enough for you, his little sister.

“JJ! I’m not gonna go to fucking jail if something happened because if I did, then who's going to be looking after her, huh?!” John B argues.

“I would!” JJ responds.

“Man, why’d you guys even break up in the first place?!” your brother emphasizes, “I preferred her with you! Shit, I wouldn’t even have to be in this position!”

JJ stayed silent wondering the same thing as he hated remembering the fact that he lost you. As much as JJ didn't want to admit to himself, he still had feelings for you, and seeing you with Rafe was only making it worse.

John B just didn’t want trouble, especially at a Kooks' party knowing their power but he also didn't want you to be mad at him or give the silent treatment if a fight broke out; he also didn't want to risk losing you completely away from home more than you already were. Sarah tried to see if something was up, and you were always reassuring her that everything was fine, but it was all a lie, “See, Sarah, she’s fine.” Rafe would go on to say but that was before he took you into a room just to yell at you for causing attention like it was your fault, though it wasn't.

The day after midsummers, John B had finally confronted you about being so distant ever since you got with Rafe.

"You just don't hang out with us anymore or never make the time for it!" your brother emphasizes.

"I'm sorry! I just..." you hesitate, "really love him and love being around him. He makes me happy...ever since Dad's been gone-"

"Don't you dare bring Dad into this!" John B. hollers.

"Well, who else is going to love me now?!" you cry out, storming out of the house to see Rafe.

John B's eyes filled with loss as he was watching you slowly lose yourself.

Now tonight, Rafe had called you sounding like he wasn't in a good mood, he wanted to take you out after yelling at you the day before, so you accepted it, hoping he was changing for the better. He told you he needed to make a quick stop on the way, and that stop was to meet with Barry. You were annoyed with him and felt betrayed in a way when he fully knew you never wanted to be around his drug deals let alone being around Barry since he made you uncomfortable. Rafe didn’t listen and expected you to brush it off, but you didn’t.

“Rafe, you know I’m not comfortable with you being fucking coked out around me, or you buying from Barry in front of me," you tell him.

“Can you stop fucking nagging for once?” Rafe sighs, driving away from Barry’s.

“You know what? Just me drop off here,” you point to the side of the road, “I’m growing so tired of you.”

“Oh, you’re growing tired of me?” he scoffs, slamming hard on the breaks, “How do you think I feel with you haunting my every move?!”

“Me? You’re fucking unbelievable! You’re the one who controls every fucking thing I do! I barely see my friends because of you!” you snap, getting out of the car but Rafe quickly comes out to your side and forcefully puts his hand around your throat.

“That’s the last time you’ll ever raise your voice at me again.” he sternly states, “Now get in the fucking car.”

Rafe lets go as you gasp for air and start coughing. You get in the car knowing you couldn’t be walking alone in the dark not even knowing your way around, especially around Barry’s area. You were frozen and silent almost the entire car ride, trying to process what happened. You thought maybe if you jumped out of the car, you could run away and scream, you needed to get away, so you took your chances.

“No!” Rafe grabs your wrist while nearly swerving into an oncoming car, “Are you fucking insane?!”

He puts on the child lock before driving back to Tannyhill as if nothing happened. You felt helpless as you slowly walked behind him with his tall figure that now seemed like a monster in front of you as he led the way to his room.

“Y/N…you know that I love you, right?" Rafe asks calmly, closing the door but you stay silent.

“Come on, baby,” he says, pulling you into a hug, “I’m just trying to protect you.”

“Protect me? … Protect me from what?!” you spat, pushing him off of you, “You’re not doing that, all you’re doing is hurting me!”

“After everything I’ve done and given you so you wouldn’t live that Pogue lifestyle anymore, you dare to act like this? Tsk, tsk.” he shakes his head as it gets silent again.

“You really wanna know why I don’t let you see your Pogue friends?” Rafe chuckles in an unsettling tone, breaking the silence, “Because I know you used to date that blond Pogue…so how can I trust you around him, hm?”

You don’t say anything, instead, you stare down at the floor not wanting to look him in the eyes.

“That’s what I thought,” he nods seeming proud.

“It’s not something new,” you look up at him, “You fully knew that before you and I even got together, and you’re acting like I’m not a Pogue myself…but if you ever lay on hand on me again–”

Rafe gets in your face, “Or what?”

You push him out of your way to the bathroom. You’re on the verge of tears when you look in the mirror and see the bruises on your neck, he caused from choking you. You didn’t know what to do, whether to scream your lungs out due to your frustration or see if Sarah was home but you didn’t want to cause a scene; fear is what you felt.

Now you were at your breaking point and needed to leave, needed to leave him. You saw Rafe doing lines and he looks up at you, “If you don’t wanna see this then go hang out with Sarah or something, I don’t fucking know.”

“You’re right, I don’t wanna see this or you, I’m done.” you reply, leaving his room, “I’m done with you.”

“The fuck is what supposed to mean?” Rafe follows you downstairs.

“It means this fucking relationship is over, we’re over!” you shout in frustration.

As you made it outside, you heard Rafe scream and break something that he threw. At this point, you didn’t care you were walking outside alone, you knew your way around from Rafe’s home, and you just needed to get home away from him, hoping he wouldn’t follow.

You were glad to make it home and see the sight of your brother and Sarah asleep in the living room with a movie playing on the TV. You made your way to your room and cried yourself to sleep.

It was like a parallel between you and Sarah. You were a Pogue dating a Kook and Sarah was a Kook dating a Pogue, except now she was a Pogue. One relationship was toxic and the other healthy. Sarah is happier with John B than she was with Topper just like you were happier with JJ than you were with Rafe. 

How could Rafe do that to you? Especially to someone he said he always loved but that wasn’t love. You knew that you had no love for him left in you, instead, it was hate.

꥟

The next day, you woke up to your neck feeling sore and you remembered why as you felt sick to your stomach.

Now how were you going to hide the bruises? Makeup could help but not in the hot weather. You decided to take a shower and think in there.

A hoodie. Yes, it was hot out, but you weren’t about to throw on a turtleneck so you thought pairing the hoodie with some shorts would make it look less odd, and it would be cooler by the time the sun sets. You had to tighten the strings of the hood so it would cover your neck better, and that was the best you could do.

“What time did you get home?” John B asks, making you jump, “I didn’t hear you come in.”

You shrug, “Not too late, you were asleep when I came back.”

“I see…” he replies, “Listen, I’m sorry about last night–”

you interrupt him, “No, I’m sorry, I should’ve never stormed off like that or brought up Dad that way.”

“No, it’s okay,” he shakes his head, “I know you miss him too but we’ll be okay just like we always have.”

Some time passed, the sun was setting, and you saw Sarah out on the front porch.

“Hey, are you okay? I heard you and Rafe broke up,” Sarah asks with concern in her voice.

“Oh, you did?” John B joins in, “Finally!”

Sarah glares at him, telepathically telling him to shut up.

“Yeah, we did…” you confirm, “How’d you find that out that?”

“Well, I came home last night and saw a shattered flower vase on the floor and a hole in the wall, so I was like, what made Rafe mad this time?” she slightly chuckles.

“I guess he didn’t take it well, huh?” you assume with a small laugh.

“As far as I could tell," Sarah sighs, "I wouldn’t recommend going anywhere he might be.”

“Well, well, well, if it isn’t Miss. I’m too good for you Pogues.” Pope appears.

“You know that’s not true, Pope.” you chuckle.

“I know, I’m just teasing,” he replies.

“Y/N!" Kie comes running to you, “Where have you been, you bitch!”

“Well, damn, it’s nice to see you too.” you joke as she squeezes you in her arms.

“I’m never letting you date another Kook again.” she declares and you agree to it.

You feel overwhelmed with emotions with all that’s going on, but it feels good to see everyone and then remember one was missing.

“Hey, where’s JJ?” you ask everyone.

John B points over to the water where you see JJ sitting by smoking a joint, so you decide to go talk to him.

“Hey, Jay,”

“Oh, hey,” he looks up at you and smiles, “you want a hit of this?

“Sure,” you reply, taking the joint.

“So,” JJ begins, “How come you were barely around?”

“If I’m being honest…” you hesitate, “Rafe is a…control freak in the worst way possible.”

JJ chuckles, “He looks like it,”

“I know, I should’ve noticed earlier.” you mention, "I'm sorry though, I never meant to hurt you and everyone else."

“No, you’re all good, you made it out though.” he gives you a comforting smile.

“Yeah, I’m glad that nightmare is over.” you sigh in relief.

“Why are you wearing a hoodie?” he asks out of curiosity, “I’m only asking because that’s rare for you on a day like this.”

“Why are you?” you ask back, pointing out the one he’s wearing.

He laughs, “Alright, you got me there.”

“It’s a nice hoodie though.” you compliment him, hoping he'd let you borrow it one day and he would.

“Thanks, you should wear it sometime.” he teases, “Too soon?

“You’re funny, JJ...but I wouldn't be opposed to it." you turn the other way, hiding the redness on your face.

"I'll keep that in mind then," JJ smirks, taking another hit of his joint.

You and JJ just always had that spark that would always come back, and you both loved that.

JJ knits his eyebrows, “What’s that on your neck?”

Your heart drops to your stomach when you remember. He saw the bruises since you turned your head, and you didn’t want to lie and say it was hickeys but you also knew you couldn’t use the good old burned yourself with a curling iron excuse.

“Oh,” you nervously laugh, “that’s from wrestling with my brother the other day.”

“Really?” he doesn’t buy it, “John B barely even hugs you.”

He must’ve paid good attention or had a good memory of your life because he was right.

“Damn, you didn’t have to call me out like that,” you respond, joking since it’s a way of coping.

“Well, I’m just saying and I don’t think he would hurt you like that.” he adds, “C’mon you can tell me.”

“Rafe…”

“What do you mean?”

“…we were arguing, and he didn’t like that I raised my voice at him but I was only defending myself until I couldn’t,” you answer.

JJ felt his blood pressure rise so high, but he stayed calm to comfort you as he pulled you into his arms and tossed the joint away. You remembered the times he held you in his arms when you were sad about something so that’s exactly what he was doing.

"Does John B know?' he asks.

"No,"

“Listen, it’s not your fault, none of it is.” he reassures, “Rafe has his issues to work with but that doesn’t mean he had the right to treat you like that. You don’t deserve that; you deserve way better than that and more.”

“Thank you, JJ,” you say, still in his arms. “I appreciate that, I needed it.”

“Of course,” he affirms, “I’m also sorry. I wish I tried harder to get you out of that, I knew something was up— we all did but everyone was just stuck on what to do without any proof, you know?”

“No, I don’t want you or anyone else blaming yourself.” you reassure, “I still have you all at the end of the day, and that’s the most important to me.”

“Yeah, me too.” he mentions, "We're going to have to tell your brother as well."

"Hm, I don't like the sound of that." you say, "But I know I have to."

"I know," JJ adds, "but I'll be by your side if that makes you more comfortable?"

"I'd like that!" you exclaim, and he smiles.

You two hear the sounds of a dirt bike.

“Did one of them take your bike out for a joyride or something?” you joke.

“I didn’t bring it today…Kie drove Pope and I out here.” JJ says with a confused expression.

Your heart drops once again, remembering who else you knew who owned a dirt bike.

“Fuck, this cannot be happening,” you mutter to yourself as you both got up.

“It’s okay, just stay behind me,” JJ tells you.

You both watch Rafe make his way to your brother and the others.

“What the hell are you doing here?” Sarah calls out to him.

“Taking back what’s mine,” Rafe responds before looking around, “tell me where she is, and nothing happens.”

“Dude, get the fuck out of here.” John B warns him as he gets closer, “I don’t need any more of your bullshit right now.”

“Seriously, you’re crazy,” Sarah tells Rafe, “Just go back home.”

“Or what?” Rafe lets out a small laugh.

You were holding onto JJ’s arm, and you could tell JJ was getting angry just by Rafe's presence but unluckily, Rafe spotted you and JJ.

“Well, would you look at that!” Rafe calls out, “You see, Y/N? I knew you’d go back to that Pogue! You’re just a fucking slut!”

“Alright, fuck it,” JJ pulls out his gun from the pocket of his hoodie and points it at Rafe.

“JJ!” everyone but Rafe shouts.

Rafe had pulled his gun out as well and John B yelled at you to get down, so you did.

“You really wanna do this, man?” Rafe questions JJ.

JJ shrugs, “If it keeps you dead then yeah.”

“Not unless you’re the dead one first,” Rafe states, slowly moving his finger to the trigger.

You began shaking while John B motioned for you and JJ to stay quiet as he slowly made his way to Rafe and pushed him down to the ground. Shots were fired at the sky before Sarah grabbed Rafe’s gun and threw it into the water.

JJ made sure you weren’t shot or anything before he went to help your brother as Rafe was strangling him, and JJ pulled Rafe off of John B and took matters into his own hands. JJ threw punches at Rafe, but he fought back then JJ pressed his fingers into Rafe's eyes before he started to punch him again to the point of blood running down Rafe's face then JJ began strangling him back to feel what you felt the night he choked you.

John B and Pope pulled JJ off of Rafe this time while Sarah and Kie told you to go hide inside the house.

Your brother told JJ to take you somewhere far from there while they would handle Rafe, and JJ didn't hesitate and kicked Rafe in the stomach before doing so. Kie would’ve let him take the car, but it was her dad’s truck, and she wasn’t going to risk getting in trouble so he thought of taking Rafe’s bike as it added a little more taste of revenge.

After a couple of minutes, the commotion started calming down. You hated every second of it, you hated people yelling at each other, and you hated any type of fighting. You were feeling numb, all of it was happening too fast.

JJ came in, "We gotta go right now."

“Run!" you heard Kie shout as you both saw Rafe making his way towards you and JJ, who quickly grabbed your hand as you both ran towards the dirt bike.

You don't remember the last time you rode with JJ but this time, the wind hitting your face felt so freeing. An aura of colors felt like they were going inside your body as JJ sped up to where he was taking you. You took notice of the state his knuckles were in, all bloody. 

Within fifteen minutes, you both arrived near a small hidden shed near the woods. It intimated you to go in the woods with how dark it was, but JJ reassured you it was fine.

“How’d you find this place?” you ask him.

“Well,” he begins, “when I wanted to get away from my dad, I would hide here if I had nowhere else to go."

You nodded at his response, not knowing what to say as if you two didn’t go through chaos moments ago.

“This is also where John B and I first smoked weed together.” JJ laughs at the memory.

"I'm assuming this is where he would sneak off to then," you mention.

"For sure," JJ replies.

"I'm honestly worried right now for my brother and the others," you admit, "anything could have happened over there."

"The worst that could've happened is someone getting shot, but they got rid of it."

"That someone could've been you!" you cry out, "Rafe was pointing it at you."

JJ looks away for a second, rethinking the whole occurrence. 

"I was just trying to protect you..." he responds, "I couldn't risk losing you again if he had taken you or not,"

From that moment, you realized that the right one was always JJ. You both just needed the time to figure out the things in yourselves and what your heart truly desired and JJ had already done that; his heart desired you.

"And you did it, Jay," you reassure, feeling like your heart was screaming at you to spill out your true feelings, "just like you always have, it's you who I can always count on, and you've proven that."

JJ stares into your eyes, "What are you trying to say?"

"It's you who makes me feel safe and cared about, no matter what situation we're both in, you don't give up, and you're always there...it's you who I want."

JJ grabs your face, kissing you like he had been waiting to do that. You both missed this. His affection towards you always made you feel special, and you're the only person he's still ever wanted.

He pulls away, "You didn't have to tell me twice...I've missed you."

"I've missed you too," you smile, holding his hands that were still grabbing your face.

"So!" John B calls out with Sarah next to him who gives you a teasing smile, startling you, "It's a good thing I checked here first and yes, everything's taken care of."

"That's great man," JJ comments, acting like John B didn't catch you two in the middle of something.

John B pulls you into a hug when he sees your bruises and apologizes for what you went through. "From now on, promise me I'll be one of your first options to come if there's trouble."

"I promise,"

"I also just wanted to let you know, don't worry about him," Sarah refers to Rafe, "I got it taken care of and he's got other things to worry about so you're going to be okay."

Sarah had taken advantage of being her father's favorite so she just called him and took her side when she told him about Rafe's actions.

"Thank you, Sarah." you smile.

"So, you guys want to get out of here and do some illegal shit or?" John B asks, lightening the mood, "Pope and Kie are waiting in the Twinkie."

"Let's go!" JJ exclaims, "Lead the way, John B."

While everyone else gets in the Twinkie, you and JJ still go on the dirt bike with him now being the proud owner of two dirt bikes.

"Hey, listen," JJ looks back at you, "I know you just went through a lot, so I just wanted to let you know that there's no rush in anything between us, I'll always be by your side every step of the way and I'll be here when you're ready."

You smile and kiss him on the cheek, "Thank you, JJ, I'm glad to have you in my life."

JJ smiles and speeds off as you're hugging his waist, holding on tight but JJ was loving every second of it, happy to have you back in his life as well.

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[drudyslut]

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

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❥ john b snaps at bimbo!gf!reader

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“y-yes. want you”

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

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

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

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

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

“don’t worry baby, you will”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“s’close john b, p-please”

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

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

“fu-fuck”

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

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

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

“i love you, jb. only you”

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

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

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[mayfieldss]

Dating John B Routledge would include;

He calls you sweetheart.

It would start as a joke, but somehow it would stick until the nickname is just a natural part of your conversations.

In a way it showed how much he cared.

Of course, he uses generic relationship nicknames as well.

"Babe" and "Baby"

He loves having his arms around you and he almost always does.

His arms, if they are free of holding other things are always holding you.

It's crazy how he just appears, hugging you from behind when you least expect it, or slinging an arm over your shoulder, and hugging you to his side.

John B is a forehead kiss kind of guy.

Your forehead is within reach? He presses a kiss to it instantly.

He's the type of guy to trace little shapes and patterns on your bare skin with his fingers.

He'll do it absentmindedly all the time.

"You okay?"

John B can spot when you're feeling down from a mile away for sure.

It's like his superpower, and sometimes he knows even before you do.

he's already ready with a hug when that happens.

He can be persistent, especially when you won't tell him what's wrong.

And it can get annoying, but you know he does it just because he cares.

He's patient with you too.

You don't want to do something right now? that's okay, he'll wait till you're ready.

He's also patient when teaching you things.

Imagine John B trying to teach you to drive, but you keep stalling the twinkie.

"It's okay, just give it another go. You got this."

You would get to wear his sweatshirts whenever it's cold.

You don't even have to steal them, John B just hands them over to you like they were yours in the first place.

If John B doesn't have a sweatshirt on him that he can give you when he knows you're cold, you best believe his getting up and walking into the chateau. He brings one out for you without you even having to ask or suggest it.

You'd get to wear his shirts a lot too.

If John B's going for a swim, or he's gonna jump off the boat and do some stupid shit, he's turning to you as he removes his shirt.

"Can you hold this for me, baby?" and then he's putting the shirt on you like you're a human clothing rack when you say yes.

He's definitely the one that taught you how to drive a boat.

If you're not staying at the chateau when John B is struggling to sleep, he no doubt comes to your house and taps your window until you let him into your room.

John B is a 'hold your hand over the center console while he drives' boyfriend.

He has high jealousy for sure.

Some guy is talking to you that he doesn't trust? He's glaring daggers at that dude in seconds.

John B is the type of guy to forget date night.

But he hates it when you're mad at him and he always makes up for it the next day with cuddles and kisses and apologies even if it takes a while for him to be forgiven.

"I'm going to the store, you want anything?"

John B is most definitely the type of guy to go and get you tampons and pads if you need them.

He's not embarrassed by it either, but he has to call you when he gets to the aisle, so he knows which ones to get because there are a lot.

Grocery shopping with John B would be chaos.

He's like a child, putting everything he likes into the cart without thinking.

"We can't afford that John B."

"But it looks delicious."

"But we can't afford it."

"If we put back the toilet paper we can."

He's also always going to try to make you laugh when you're down.

If you're crying, he's definitely the 'puts both hands on your face and kisses you all over' type of boyfriend.

"Come on, where's that smile I love?"

Fights with John B are dramatic.

You can never be sure who will apologize first, but the silent treatment always works on John B.

If you're not talking to him, he's giving in and saying sorry within the hour.

Late-night talks while in bed or sharing one of the hammocks are always a thing.

"You know I love you right?"

He tries to cook for you, but John B has a habit of burning food.

He practices though and gets good enough at it that one date night, he actually makes you a home-cooked meal.

John B loves telling you stories.

He loves to tell you stories about things he and his dad did as a kid late at night when you're about to fall asleep.

He's the big spoon, and he'll be whispering the story in your ear as you drift off for sure.

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AN: Please let me know if you want me to expand on any of these!! I will do it happily <3

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[goldheartedsky]

Icarian, Carrion

Once I wondered what was holdin' up the ground But I can see that all along, love, It was you all the way down Leave it now, I am sky-bound If you need to, darlin', lean your weight to me

I've been listening to 'I, Carrion (Icarian)' by Hozier on repeat for a few weeks now and I could not get the very specific vision of this piece out of my head so here we are with a bit of surrealism.

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[queen-of-badomens]

This is why the guard isn’t allowed smart phones anymore…

The heat has melted my brain.

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[writing-with-emy]

Hello, I would like to request #17 Outerbanks Femreader. Reader falls in love with both John B and JJ ( Secretly) she finally tells kie and goes to confess John B and kisses him. Something like this, I trust you 💕 I love your work and I'm really excited to see what you come up with 💕

Invisible String - John B x F!reader

REQUESTS ARE OPEN | JOHN B MASTERLIST | PROMPTS Shipping: John B x f!reader, Summary: You were in Love with your two Best Friends, until Kie brought you some light in this dark and complicated Situation. Wordcount: 2.533 Words Warnings: Drinking, some curse words, lovesick reader I think that was it. A/N: Yes, the Title is inspired by the Song “Invisible String” by Taylor Swift, because I’m going to the Eras tour next year. A bit of angst and Fluff. I know you wrote secretly but in my head JJ just knows when a girl has a crush on him, but he wouldn’t notice it if he had a crush on the girl too. And as always feel free to correct me if I make any mostakes, as English is not my first language. (not part of 'Emy's Eras Event)

When there was something more stupid than jumping in a shark tank with a really bad bleeding wound, then it would be letting JJ come up with a plan, or being in love with two of your Best Friends who you knew nearly all your life. JJ and John B couldn’t be more different and still be the same, so falling for them kinda was crazy by itself. Well okay, at first you thought there was nothing really between you and John B because JJ owned your heart first in a more romantic way than the others. That most certainly changed when John B was nearly drowned by Topper at the last party, wasn’t it for JJ pointing a Gun at his head or when you watched him sneaking away with Sarah Cameron, the Kook princess.

John B was your Friend for nearly all your life, Eleven Years and counting, there was always something different about you and JB, like stolen touches or cuddles when you had a movie night at the chateau, well the cuddles died out when you guys became older and you starting to notice your feelings towards JJ, but the stolen touches were still there. But since the fight and watching John B almost drown, you notice a change within yourself towards your Best Friend. Since that Day you got more close to John B and questioned every move not only you made but also your friends. Now don’t get me wrong, JJ didn’t mind the attention you gave him, because he probably would most definitely notice when a girl has a crush on him unless he does have one on the girl too. But he knew John B liked you since probably fifth grade, when they played a round of truth or dare and told JJ his little secret even though that could’ve changed over the years. Well you told no one the problem you had with the both of them, not even Kie, your Best, and only girl, Friend.

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It was a few days later and you all were sitting in the Front yard, if you can call it that way, of the chateau, when JJ tried to shotgun a beer and sadly the half on it got on you because you were sitting right next to him. You just jumped up, when the cold stinky beer made contact with your clothes and the skin of your legs, just screaming JJs name. Kie just ran into the House, getting a towel, coming back and trying to get most of the beer away from your skin and clothes. “You know, I think I actually hate you.”, you said, looking at JJ. “Yeah, I’m going to pretend I didn’t hear that.”; he just said, winking at you, before getting another can. “Shit, I think when we wash your pants and shirt in the sink, the smell and liquid is atleast a bit out.”, Kie said, looking at you. “Do you have any spare pants with you?”, you asked. “No, not right now.”, she said, shaking her head. “You can have some from me.”; John B said. “God, you are an angel JB.”, you said, giving him a thankful smile. He ran in to get some pants, well his only clean ones were some swimming ones, but they would need to make it. “What about your Shirt?”, Kie asked. “Well, I’m wearing my Bikini, so that's not a problem.”, you said, before you heard John B's steps coming from the House. “Here, there are only clean ones right now.”, he said, giving you the Swimming shorts. “Thank you, they’re gonna make it.”, you stated, beaming up at him, but before anyone could stare at the other for too long, JJ broke the Moment asking John B if he wants another beer. So you changed into the shorts of John B, before sitting with Kie on the Hammock.

You had no Idea how long you guys were there just talking, when JJ came up with a Plan, to go into the Kooks neighborhood to look for some fancy house, that is probably not lived in right now, because the owners are on vacation or some sort. And because you’re all a bit tipsy you all said yes, even though you and Kie weren’t really Fans with the Plan. So you all made your way to the Twinkie, when you walked beside John B who was most, next to JJ, excited about that Idea.

“You really think that this is a smart Idea?”you asked, looking at him. “Nope.”, he said looking at you. “Good, I’d be concerned if you did.”, you said laughing slightly. “But it is better than boredom.”, he said, throwing his arm around your shoulder.

With that you got into the twinkie, John B holding the door to the passenger side open for you.

After a bit of digging on facebook and driving around figure eight, you found a house where you found a spot for the twinkie, away enough so no one would notice it, but near enough if you needed to escape the cops. So you make your way to the Back of the House, climbing over the fence and quietly making your way to the pool. You all got rid of your clothes, that shouldn’t get wet and Jumped in, but since JJ couldn’t forget the most important part, the beer, he threw to each one of you another, before jumping in and opening his. You guys seriously had the time of your life there, it was in the middle of the night, everyone was asleep and you hopefully wouldn't get cops soon. But to your dismay, you saw the red and Blue light, before you could hear them, you tried to get their attention, but they didn’t listen until they heard Shoupe yell that you should come out. The boys were the first to get out, before helping you and Kie out.

"Shit. Shit. Shit!”, you said, fastly putting it on, before grabbing your shoes and running after them with KIe. “This is the worst plan ever, JJ!”, you said to him. “Why, because I made it?”, he asked looking back at you. “That, and because the cops are now out for our asses!”, you said, hitting him on the arm. JJ was the first to Jump over the fence and run towards the Twinkie getting it started, driving it out of its hiding spot so you just needed to Jump in. John B and Pope helped you and Kie over it, before Jumping over themselves. John B grabbed your hand dragging you with him, laughing. You saw Shoupe behind you already out of breath trying to catch you. “How do we keep getting into these Situations?”, you laughed looking at John B. “Eleven years of Friendship and I still don’t know.”, he said grinning. “The problem is called JJ.”, Pope said, which you all agreed. Once at the Twinkie you Jumped in and told JJ to drive, laughing your asses off in the Back high on adrenaline.

-

A half an hour later, you guys were back at the Chateau, the adrenaline finally back to zero and tired of the running you needed to do. You got in and all you did, was just falling on that couch and be nearly immediately asleep, and beside you were the first to go in, you didn’t even notice how John B came in to check on you just to find you on the couch already asleep, so he went back into his room, got a blanket and put it over you before he brushes some hair out of your face. “You love her don’t you?”, JJ asked beyond John B. Shocked, he turned around looking at his Best friend with wide eyes. “What?”, he just asked. “Well, you told me in fifth grade or so that you like her. I thought that might have changed, but by the way you look or just randomly stare at her, it’s just..”, JJ started. “Obvious, probably. But well, she is my Best Friend and don’t forget the rule, no Pogue-on-Pogue macking.”, he said, taking his eyes off JJ and back to you. “Yeah, well maybe you should just forget that rule.”, JJ said, before walking away. -

Two nights later, in the middle of the night, you were sitting outside in the hammock because you couldn’t sleep. The thought of Sarah and JOhn B running through your head because you saw them in those two days sneaking more often away than in the couple of years were you knew her.

“What are you doing up at four in the morning?”, you heard someone question from behind. You turned around to see Kie. “I might ask you the same thing.”, you said, giving her a little smile. “What’s going through your head?”she asked, climbing on the hammock next to you. The hardest part about all this, was that you didn’t tell anybody about this situation. You thought about it for a second, before deciding to let Kie in on the problem you have. “I might have a problem.”, you stated. “What is it?”she asked, looking at you. “I have a crush on two guys, the thing is they are both my Best Friends, and I first didn’t really realize that I have this crush on the other guy until I nearly lost him because of somebody. And I don’t know what to do. I liked the first guy first, but now that I realized that I also like the other I am just helpless. Like the one guy who has been my friend I have the longest, and I would be so sorry if I lose him not only as my potentially Boyfriend but also as my Best Friend whos been with me through thick and thin, but so did also the other guy.”, you could rip your hair out if it wouldn’t leave bald spots afterwards. “Well, that sounds like a fucked up situation.”, she stated. “I know and I’m just helpless.”, you stated throwing your head back. “Well, my Mom always told me something.”, Kie started. You just looked at her signaling her to keep going. “If you fall in love with two people, go with the second one. Because if you really loved the first one, you wouldn’t have fallen for the second one.”, she said, looking at you and taking your hand. You leaned against her butting your head on your shoulder. “And besides, what you and JJ have is not love, Not romantic love, it’s comfort.”, she said. You just nodded trying to let the words sink in. “But if you asked me, if you wanna hear it, I would tell John B.”, she said. “But what about Sarah, they sneaked away more in the past two days, than I saw them ever do in the last couple of years.”, you said. “Well, it’s all or nothing.”, she said. “I need just some time to think about it.”, you said, taking a deep breath. “Do it soon, before it’s too late.”, she just said.

-

Given the time now it’s been a week later, and you hadn’t had the nerve to tell John B about your feelings just yet. You either couldn’t find the right time or you just backed out like a chicken. But now you couldn’t back down, John B was alone at his boat, working on it, while Kie brought you to him. “Are you sure that this is right?”, you asked, nervous about this whole situation. “You’re doing the right thing.”, she said, squeezing your hand slightly. “Then why does it feel so wrong to me?” “Your probably just nervous, because he is your childhood best friend.”, she just said. “If something is wrong and you’re not in like half an hour back or wrote me a text, that everything is fine and you are good, I’m up here waiting in my car, alright?”

“Alright Mom.”, you said giggling slightly. With a rolling of her eyes she goes away, while you make your way down the path to him.

“Hey.”, you said, when you were sure he could hear you talk. “Oh, Hey, what’s up?”he asked, looking at you already knowing that something is up. “Nothing much, everything alright with the boat?”, you asked, while he helped you in holding your hand. “Yeah, I just checked up on her.”, he explained, handing you something to drink. “Alright.”, you just said, not knowing where to start. “So what do you wanna talk about?”, he asked. “What?”“Come on, I know you all your life, I can nearly read you like a book, I know when you have something going on.”, he said sitting down in front of you. “What are we to each other?”, it just slipped out of your mouth. “Well, you tell me, because for me you’re my Best Friend.”, he said, caught a bit off guard. You just nodded thinking of your next move. “Can I tell you something, this is probably going to ruin everything, but I need to tell you.”, you said. “Yeah sure, you know you can tell me everything.”; he stated, moving to sit next to you. “I..”, you began. “I’ve discovered I love you.”, you said, not moving your eyes from your can of Coca Cola. “When did you discover that?”, he asked, looking at you not really knowing what to say. “Since all my decisions started to revolve around you and after Topper nearly drowned you at the Kegger.”, you said, briefly looking up at him, before looking back down. “I probably did it always and just never realized that, but since I nearly lost you, it is just so much clearer now, and I know that you probably don’t like me back, and that was just some stupid Idea. Just forget what I said and do whatever you wanted to do. Like meeting up with Sarah or something, I don't know.”, you rambled standing up at the end wanting to go down from the boat. But you were stopped by a Hand grabbing your wrist. “Can I also say something to this?”, he asked. “You don’t need to say anything, when you don’t feel the same it’s okay. Then let's just stay friends, and forget about this. Just pretending like-”, you couldn’t stop your rambling, when a pair of Lips smashed on yours. Your first reaction was shocked not knowing what to do, but before you could respond, he just moved aways. “Why did you do that..?”, you asked with a high voice. “So you would shut up and listen.”, he said, with a smile on his face. “But what about..”, you started. “Listen, I don’t like Sarah, I like you.”, he said, but he still saw the hesitation in your eyes. “I love you alright, every single part of you. Even the parts you don’t like, got it?”he asked you, looking you in your eyes.

You felt the tears fill your eyes out of pure happiness, before you bring your lips together again feeling the puzzle pieces falling together, the invisible string between you two finally becoming solid gold.

#john b x y/n #john b imagine #john b routledge #john b x reader #john b x you #outer banks imagine #john b routledge x reader #john b routledge x you #john b routledge imagine #john b routledge x y/n #john booker routledge #writing-with-emy

[druckkugelschreiber]

Yes, because my brain is never satisfied I keep thinking about what if Charlize Theron had been cast for The Regime and I have not know peace since

#I could just say I want an Andy Booker series #that would be easier #but you get this post instead #because this whole unhingedness is aldjsklddijdkdkd #and just #akdisudkkduddj #the regime #charlize theron #I’m obsessed #my blorbos #Andy x Booker

[imaginesandbandfiction]

Switzerland

An Outer Banks Imagine

Pairing: JJ Maybank x Routledge!Reader

Word Count: 2.3k

Warnings: The slightest allusion to self-harm, implied sexual content

Summary: Big John has been missing for months, and tensions are high between John B and his older sister, so she finds comfort in the arms of her brother's best friend.

A/N: I have been so inspired to write for OBX, JJ mainly but a few of the others, too, which is good for you but bad for my grad school applications. I have a little prequel to this already written, I just need to edit it, so stay tuned for that, and lmk if you want me to tag you when it's up!

Masterlist

You plop down on the front steps of the Chateau and dig a lighter and the worn pack of Marb Reds out of your pocket. The first hit unlocks something in your chest and you feel your whole body relax as the nicotine pulses through your veins. A second hit releases any remaining tension and you slump forwards, resting your elbows on your knees. You tuck your head into your free hand so you barely have to move to take another drag off of the cigarette. When it’s just barely more than a stub, you notice a shadowy figure at the end of the street that’s slowly getting bigger. Eventually, you’re able to make out a familiar mess of blond hair and you sit up straight again, hoping he didn’t notice your swift position change. 

“Hey, Routledge,” JJ calls to you from the end of the driveway as he makes his way towards you. “You know smoking is, like, really bad for you, right?” He’s close enough now that the porch light illuminates his face. You don’t say anything about the blood drying in the corners of his bruised lips and, thankfully, he doesn’t mention your swollen, tear-stained cheeks. You take in as much smoke as you can and hold it in for a few seconds before blowing it at him in one long, steady stream. 

“You’re one to talk,” you counter, letting your bottom lip drop into a slight pout.

“Weed is different; it’s natural.” 

“Nicotine is natural, too, I think.”

“You think? See, that proves my point. You don’t even know what you’re putting into your body, which is definitely not healthy.” You roll your eyes and chuckle a bit as you press the butt into the concrete to put it out. Now that your hands are free, you lean back until your forearms hit the ground so you can look up at JJ. 

“John B’s inside,” you say, breaking the silence. “But I gotta warn you, he’s in a mood.” He hums his acknowledgment and starts up the steps. You lean to the side so he can sneak past you but instead, he sits down next to you and nudges your shoulder with his to get you to scoot over to make more room on the top step. 

“What’d you fight about?”

“How did you know we --” The look on JJ’s face, furrowed brows and a knowing smile, stops you in your tracks. “Yeah, we fought.” A huff of air escapes your lips as you deflate. The words from the fight are replaying on a loop in your head. 

“It’ll be fine, Y/N, we just need to wait it out. Dad’ll be home soon, I know it,” your brother insists.

“He’s not coming home, John Booker!” You yell, letting all of your frustration bubble to the surface. “It’s just us now. The sooner you accept that the sooner we can move on.”

“Well, you’re not dancing at the club on the mainland. That’s non-negotiable.”

“I’m the oldest, I need to step up and make sure we don’t lose the house.”

“Well, I’m the man of the house now! I can ask Mr. Cameron if he has any friends that need help with their boats, and you can pick up some extra shifts at the Country Club. We’ll make it work, Y/N, we always do.”

“Don’t come at me with that sexist bullshit. I could make more in one night on the mainland than you could in a month cleaning boats for Kooks and you know it.”

“I’m not fucking talking about this anymore, Y/N! I said no!” John B’s voice booms loud enough to rattle the broken screen door that leads to the backyard. 

“You can’t tell me what to do; you’re not dad,” you spit and get off the couch to stomp out the front door without a glance back at your brother. 

“John B won’t accept that dad’s probably dead, and in the meantime, he wants to be dad,” you say, punctuating your sentence with a frustrated sigh. 

“He’ll come around,” JJ assures you. “He, like, worshiped your dad, you probably know that better than I do. He probably just needs more time for it to sink in.”

“I know, I’m being too hard on him, but to be fair he’s hard on me, too.” JJ holds his hands up in surrender.

“Sorry, Y/N, I’m Switzerland in this fight. I love you both too much to pick sides.” Your lips twitch up into a smirk at his words and the fight with your brother doesn’t seem so serious anymore. JJ lowers his gaze to the ground in front of him as just a hint of pink creeps up his neck and onto his cheeks.

“So you love me, then, huh?” You ask, your voice innocent but laced with something deeper. 

“Shut up, you know I do,” he mumbles, turning his head to the side so you can’t see his blush, which is getting darker by the second. Your smile widens and you scoot in closer, stopping when your shoulder is pressed into his bicep. His body stiffens against yours for a split second but then he relaxes, letting out a slow hiss of air. When he turns back towards you, his cheeks are back to a just subtle shade of pink and his eyes are soft and full of questions. 

“I’ve got a meeting tomorrow, at Beaches, on the mainland,” you blurt out before he can ask any of them. His mouth falls open and his eyes widen. “That’s why he’s so mad.”

“Y/N, no, you can’t work at Beaches,” he whines through a frown. His nose crinkles as he says the name of the club, like just the word itself is repulsive to him. 

“Didn’t your cousin’s ex make, like, $1000 in one night there? We need the money, JJ, and it’s not like I’ve got a lot of options.” 

“Yeah because she worked the private room on New Year’s Eve!” JJ’s voice is getting louder with every word he speaks. “They won’t hire you, at least not while you’re still underage.”

“My fake says I’m twenty-five.” He groans and runs a hand through his hair and when his palm hits his forehead, he leans into it. After a few deep breaths, he sits back up and drops his hand to the strip of concrete between his left thigh and your right. He can feel the warmth radiating from your body against his pinky and it takes every ounce of his self-control to keep his hands from following the heat to its source. He presses his palm against the ground hard enough that he can feel bits of gravel burrowing into his skin, which gives him something to focus on other than your bare shoulder against his skin and the slight whoosh of the shallow breaths escaping your lips. He knows it’s fucked up, but the physical pain keeps him grounded; he prefers that over the confusing mess of emotions swirling around in his brain, emotions he’s not sure he could name even if he tried. 

“You don’t have to do it all alone, you know. You have John B, and the rest of us.”

“He’s my baby brother, I can’t help but want to protect him as much as I can.” 

“You’re literally only a year older than us!” JJ’s faux-outrage has you giggling. You’re brought back to childhood with the way you’re able to move seamlessly between serious topics and joking around with JJ.

“Fourteen months!” You huff and cross your arms in front of your chest, flashing an indignant frown his way. 

“Whatever. The point is, we’re all in this together and we’ll make it work. We’re Pogues, we always do.” He shifts his hand a bit so it’s resting on top of your thigh and squeezes his support into your skin. Goosebumps explode from the spot and your spine tingles with a familiar shiver. The atmosphere thickens around you and it draws all of the breath out of your lungs. Silence settles in like a thick blanket and you find yourself turning towards JJ. He slides over so that instead of just your shoulders touching, you can feel his arm pressed against yours. When he turns his head to look at you, he’s so close that you can only see the upper half of his face. His pupils widen as his eyes meet yours, expanding until only a sliver of blue is left.   

“I still think Beaches is worth looking into,” you whisper into the small space between your lips and his.

“You’re not working at Beaches,” he growls, leaning in even closer. 

“Why not?” You’re teasing him on purpose, intoxicated by the feeling of his hot breath on your sensitive skin.

“Because I don’t want anyone else to look at you that way.” You feel his lips move against your own, just the smallest hint of pressure yet it makes your toes curl. His callouses tickle your cheek as he moves his hand to rest against it, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear as he does so. Your gaze drops to his lips and then you’re leaning into his touch and then you’re kissing, like really kissing, your brother’s best friend. His lips are salty with a hint of the metallic blood from his split lip. You wrap your arms around his neck as he slides his free arm around your waist to pull you as close as possible. A soft sigh escapes you when his top teeth graze your bottom lip, and he takes advantage of the extra space that your slightly open mouth provides to pull it between his teeth. He swallows your gasp and you feel the rest of the world start to melt away, all thoughts of your dad and John B replaced with JJ. Wait, no, then they circle back to John B, your brother who is currently inside the house and very pissed at you. 

“Wait,” you mumble, pulling back. JJ’s heart skips a beat and he’s preparing himself for rejection, but then you press a quick peck to his lips before continuing. “We should move, John B could see us out here, and now is really not the time for that conversation.” You stand and let your hand trail down JJ’s shoulder and then the length of his arm, lacing your fingers with his when you reach the end. He clears his throat and scrambles off of the steps. 

“Right, right, yeah,” he says, taking a quick glance around before turning back to you with wide, panicked eyes. You giggle at his dazed look and tug on his hand, pulling him around the side of the house. In the short time it takes you to find a spot away from any windows, JJ manages to pull himself together and his familiar overconfidence is back in full force as he pulls you into his chest and twirls you around so fast that your head spins. He presses you against the siding gently enough that it doesn’t make a sound but hard enough that you can feel exactly where the old, broken panels split against your back, and then his lips are on yours again and you swear he is sucking the literal life out of you because you’re breathless and shaky and if he lets go of your hips for even a second you’re pretty sure you’ll drop dead on the spot. But then, suddenly, he pulls away from you and takes a deep breath before exploding into a fast-paced monologue. 

“Wait, you’re not just doing this to get back at John B, are you?” he asks in a voice an octave higher than normal. “Because I feel like there have been many times we could have been doing this but you’ve never taken advantage of those opportunities before now, and I’ve wanted this forever so…” Your amused laughter stops him in his tracks, and his lower lip juts out in a pout. You press a soft kiss to it and he bites his lip to hide the smile that’s trying to break free. 

“I know you’ve wanted it forever, J, that’s why I had to wait until I was sure. I didn’t want to take advantage of you, even if it was by accident. And then I waited until you turned 16 because, you know, I didn’t want to be arrested,” you explain, flashing a sheepish grin at him. 

“You’ve wanted to do this since before my birthday and we’re just now getting around to it?” 

“Don’t worry, I promise I’ll make it up to you.” You lean in until your lips are ghosting over his and let your eyes flutter shut. “Consider this your belated birthday present.” He pushes his head forwards, searching for your lips, but you sink to your knees in front of him instead. The strangled noise he emits is somewhere between a yelp and a groan. His head hits the side of the house with a loud thump and you freeze with your hands on the zipper of his shorts.

“Shit,” he whisper-yells, jerking his head off of the wall. Both of you stay still for a few minutes, as if not moving could make you invisible, but thankfully John B must not have heard the noise because you don’t hear the tell-tale creak of the front door opening. You pull the zipper all the way down and push JJ’s shorts off of his hips, and, with your hands on the waistband of his boxers, you give him a stern look. 

“If that happens again, I stop, got it?” you tell him. The bulge in his boxers grows larger.  

“Got it,” he breathes, and he leans his head forward, resting gently against the side of the house this time. 

#outer banks #outer banks imagine #outer banks fanfiction #obx #obx imagine #obx fanfiction #obx imagines #outer banks imagines #jj maybank x you #jj maybank x reader #jj maybank x y/n #jj maybank x routledge!reader #jj maybank #john b routledge #john booker routledge #routledge!reader #fluff #angst #jj maybank fluff #friends to lovers

[hazyspiderwebs]

Baking with John B.

• You usually only baked when you were stressed something about aggressively stiring batter was very calming

• John B had watched you and your stress baking sessions many times but this time he wanted to help you alleviate your stress

• As you were getting the different dishes you would need John B looked at the recipe and got the ingredients for you

• He glanced at the mixing spoon you had picked out and switched it out for a different one

• “I can tell you from experience this is the best spoon for aggressive mixing” he spoke with a playful smirk

• “I’m kind of surprised to hear you’ve actually cooked something.” You responded with an innocent smile

• He dramatically put his hand on his heart “I can’t believe you would say something so hurtful. But you’re kind of right I only used it for cereal.”

• “Why were you aggressively stiring your cereal?”

• “Honestly that’s my favorite spoon and I just wanted you to use it.”

• As it came time to crack the eggs John B excitedly showed you he could crack two eggs at a time and surprisingly he didn’t make a mess with it

• You started aggressively mixing the batter as your arm began to tire out

•John B took the bowl from you and started stiring for a while

• “Hey Y/N is this right?” As you turned your head he put some of the brownie mix on your nose

• “No it’s more like this.” You replied and smeared some on his cheek

• He stared at you in shock not expecting you to actually retaliate

• You both started laughing as his shock faded

• He watched you pour the mix into the pan and his heart fluttered as he realized how much he loves you

• After you put it in the oven you turned around to see him staring at you causing you to blush and him to smile more seeing the effect he had on you

• As the brownies baked the two of you sat down on the couch. He threw a blanket over the two of you and you laid with your legs on his lap

• He absentmindedly stared massaging your legs and feet while talking about the latest adventure he had

• Before long you were both sitting in comfortable silence

• Until he started tickling you

• You threatened to not let him have any brownies

• “You can’t refuse me brownies in my own house.” He scoffed

• “Try me”

• Before he could reply the timer went off. After the two of you let the brownies cool John B got a bowl and got some icecream out of the freezer

• He cut the brownies and you were kind of shocked at how perfectly he cut them

• He topped a brownie with the icecream and led you back to the living room

• You laid on his side and he took turns feeding himself and you

• He started making airplane sounds as he would feed you

• Initially it was annoying but then you looked into his eyes and saw how happy he was and your heart filled with love

• Baking with John B was a lot more stress relieving than baking by yourself

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[deltaharrington]

NEVER AGAIN

PAIRING: JJ Maybank x Fem!Routledge!Reader

SUMMARY: JJ nearly gets himself killed, and you aren’t the normal sunshine everyone knows you as.

WARNINGS: A little angsty, short, fluffy ending.

HOW DID YOU GET HERE? You weren’t even sure. The last thing you thought you’d be doing was hopping off of JJ’s bike and into Topper Thorntons truck.

“What is he doing?” Sarah asked and you shrugged, anger beginning to bubble inside of you.

He had been so different. So different since you got back home to the OBX. He was more distant than before.

You and JJ had always been close. He was drawn to you because of your nice nature. He didn’t think you had a mean bone in your body. None of the Pogues did.

John B, your brother, had lived with you your whole life and he knew you wouldn’t hurt a fly. Even in the stressful situations the Pogues put themselves through, you remained positive.

That was about to change.

You looked up and watched as a crash occurred on the overhead pass above you. Right where JJ had just been.

His bike flew off the side of the overpass and you scrambled to get out of the car, it not even being stopped yet.

“Oh my god!” You exclaimed and backed away as you watched the cops from above.

You fell to your knees and began to cry, Sarah moving up behind you to comfort you.

“I wish— I could say I did that on purpose” You heard from behind you. Your neck nearly broke with how fast you turned around.

It was JJ. He was alive.

“But…” He began “That was the gnarliest power slide I’ve ever done” He said and laughed a bit.

That’s when your anger boiled over.

“What the fuck, JJ?” You exclaimed, catching everyone off guard. They had never seen you angry before.

“You fucking asshole! You could have gotten hurt! Not to mention the fact that you’ve been practically ignoring me since we got back!” You said and rushed towards him, shoving him aggressively.

JJ stumbled a bit, his eyes wide in shock. He never knew you were feeling this way. He thought pushing you away would save himself from hurt.

“Sweetheart-“ He began, but you shook your head, tears falling from your eyes.

“Don’t you ‘sweetheart’ me, JJ” You said and moved as far away from him as possible. “I can’t believe you right now”

“M’not riding in the same car as him, Topper” You said and the kook nodded.

“I-uh, can he sit in the bed?” He asked and you nodded.

JJ didn’t say anything, he just rode in the back.

After the disappointment of not finding the cross. The Pogues and Topper all went their separate ways. However, JJ followed you.

“Y/n, you’re gonna walk home alone?” He asked and you didn’t answer, assuming he’d follow.

“Hey- you got to talk, now let me” He said and you continued to walk.

“Dammit, Y/n! Stop!” He screamed and you froze, not expecting him to yell at you.

He caught up to you and stood directly in front so you couldn’t continue walking.

“I pushed myself away because I was scared” He admitted “Your brother- he noticed the way we had gotten close and he told me to stay away, so I listened” He explained.

“It was the worst mistake I’ve ever made” He added “I thought that pushing you away would save me the huff of losing you and my best friend”

“I love you, Y/n, and I’m sorry I scared you back there.” He finished and met your teary eyes.

“JJ…” You trailed off and rushed to him, pulling him into a hug. “I love you too- I didn’t mean to get that angry”

“Sweetheart, you had every right to be mad, I fucked up.” He said and pulled back.

“Can I kiss you?” He whispered and you nodded, ghosting your lips over his before connecting them.

Your lips moved in sync before you needed air, pulling away. “Please don’t scare me like that again” You said and he nodded his head.

“Wouldn’t dream of it.”

A/N: YAY! This was short, but sweet!!

#outer banks #x y/n #obx netflix #outer banks x you #jj maybank #jj maybank x reader #jj maybank x y/n #rafe cameron #john b x reader #john booker routledge

[ongreenergrasses]

AndyBooker kiss for #9 PLS 🥺

ABSOLUTELY

9. …in public

They staked out a spot early in the day, because it gets crowded, and this year it’s especially crowded. Andy’s been propped up on her elbows, watching the crowds of people. Booker’s made his way through the case of beer they brought mostly on his own.

It’s dark now. People are counting down. Booker’s always found that to be a stupid tradition.

“I like it here,” Andy says.

“You did tell me you wanted to see this,” Booker points out, but falls silent at a glance from Andy.

“With you,” Andy continues. “I like it here with you.”

Booker pauses, then nods. “Me too.” Sydney’s not bad. He finds it boring, but he finds most cities boring. Andy had wanted to see the fireworks for the millennium, and so here they were. He doesn’t think about how many millennia she’s seen pass by.

When the people around them shout three!, Andy leans in and kisses him softly.

“Happy New Year,” Booker says against her lips.

Andy tries to push him back. “Move so I can see.”

Booker rolls his eyes and kisses her again, and her arms come up to wrap around his neck. Even the sound of the fireworks overhead doesn’t break them apart.

send a kiss

#ask and you shall receive #goldheartedsky #prompts #the old guard #andy x booker #andromache the scythian #andy #booker #sebastien le livre #AMAZING I WAS SO HOPING SOMEONE WOULD DO 9 #this is also like. almost too saccharine imo but then I was like u know what?? Goldie DESERVES saccharine with all the bs in their life rn

[averagebookfiend]

Working on another Pope one shot, but decided to go ahead and post this cute, and very short one shot while I continue to write the other one.

Summary: Pope is the type of person who seeks academic validation

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Pope was intelligent. That was what he was known as. That was all he was known as. Because being good in school was all he was ever good at.

Sports was never appealing to him. He didn't mind watching them, but he sure as hell didn't want to play them. So school was all he had.

And he put everything into it. All his tune and energy (that didn't go to his friends) went into school. That was what was going to get him out. That was what was going to make him successful. That was all he had.

So when he fell short in his academics it hit him hard. Because if he couldn't do the very thing he was good, what good was he?

You noticed this since the two of you had been friends for so long. And when Pope got to these low points you were there to pull him back up.

To let him know that his worth wasn't determined by his grades. Or the job he had. His worth came from the person he was. And you reminded him that the person he was , was worth more his weight in gold.

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[honeybear-yammy]

Snowy Nights

Warnings: cursing, angst, mentions of abuse, angsty but also fluffy

Pairings: John B Routledge x Female Reader

Summary: In which Y/N gets into a fight with her ex boyfriend, Rafe Cameron. After Rafe kicks her out, John B finds Y/N an takes her home to take care of her.

Character: John B Routledge (played by Chase Stokes)

Show: Outer Banks

© Honeybear-Yammy, please do not steal, translate, copy, or transfer my work.

Tears streamed down your face as you stood there listening to Rafe yell at you for something you didn’t even do. You had been with Topper all day and he tried to accuse you of cheating on you with Topper.

“You’re such a slut! I should’ve known you would’ve cheated on me with one of my best friends!” Rafe yelled.

“I never cheated on you Rafe!” You yelled. “Topper is my friend too! Am I not allowed to have guy friends?!” You yelled.

“No you’re not allowed to have guy friends because I didn’t trust other men around you but, now I should’ve known it was you I couldn’t trust! You’re such a whore you just couldn’t help yourself could you?” Rafe yelled more.

“I didn’t do shit Rafe!” You yelled. The sad thing was you had never cheated on you but, from seeing his phone a few times, he was cheating on you with someone else and then he really had the audacity to accuse you of cheating.

“I know you did you whore.” He glared.

“I cheated?!” You yelled. “Oh that’s funny because I know you have been cheating on me for months Rafe!” You yelled. Rafe looked at you shocked. He thought he had hid it well from you. He never expected you to find out.

“Yeah! I know Rafe! I know about the sluts you have stored on the side!” You yelled.

“Get out.” Rafe growled glaring at you. Tears were still streaming down your face like a water fall.

“I- Rafe.. you know I have no where else to go.. you’re not even going to give me time to pack my things and find a new place to live?” You sniffled.

“As far as your stuff.. oh you’re not getting it back.. I’m burning your shit. You don’t deserve any of it. Now get out before I force you out.” Rafe said.

“I- what the hell Rafe?! You can’t just burn my stuff!” You yelled.

“I don’t care because I will. Now I asked you twice now to get out so you have one more chance, get out now.” Rafe glared at you.

“No I want my stuff back first.” You said. Rafe growled and slapped you across the face hard. You jumped when he did so. You had been dealing with his abuse for years now but it only happened when he got super mad but, now it was from hate.

Rafe grabbed you by your hair and pulled you to the door. You screamed as he pulled on your hair harshly.

“Let go of me!” You yelled in pain.

“Shut the fuck up bitch!” He yelled. You were sobbing as he dragged you along. Rafe opened the front door and pushed you into the snow harshly. You yelled as you slowly sat up on your knees shivering from the cold and from pain.

Rafe had been beating you during your fight and the push out the door caused more damage to your body. You were sitting there in the snow sobbing.

“Don’t you dare fucking come back.” Rafe said and went inside shutting the door, leaving you outside by yourself. The only thing you had was your phone. He had your money, your clothing, he had everything you owned except for your phone and the clothing on your back. You didn’t even have a jacket.

You got up and wrapped your arms around yourself shivering as you began to walk away. You didn’t know where you were going to go. You officially didn’t even have a home now. You had lived with Rafe and he just kicked you out of your own home. He kicked you out during the holidays and you had no one now.

You were homeless now. You had nothing. You knew that if you didn’t find somewhere warm to go that you could die from the cold. You knew you couldn’t give up and kept walking.

You had been walking for so long now. You don’t even know how long you had been walking for. It was pitch black out and you had no idea where you were going. Your hands were red along with your nose and cheeks and parts of your body were starting to go numb or were already numb.

You were exhausted and you knew you needed to stop and rest. You looked around and you could vaguely see the houses. By the looks of the ones you could kinda see, it looked like you were now in The Cut.

As you were walking you spotted a van parked at a house. You debated if you should try to spend the night in there. It was worth a shot, it was freezing and you had nowhere else to go. If the person who owned it found you, you could just try to explain what happened.

You walked over to the van and quietly got in. There was a blanket in there so you curled up in the blanket and laid down falling asleep.

There was a noise that woke you up. It was still dark out. You assumed that you had only been asleep for less than an hour. You sat up. Was the owner of the van out here? You saw the light of a flashlight outside and laid back down to try to hide yourself.

Then the vans back doors opened making you jump. There was a man standing there with the flashlight pointed at you.

“Y/n?” The man asked. You noticed his voice. You grabbed your phone and turned on the flash light on your phone. It was John B. Rafe was terrible to him and his friends, you always felt so bad for them so you were always kind to them.

“John B?” You asked. John B got into the van closing the doors and turned on the light inside the van.

“What are you doing here? Sleeping in my van.” He asked.

“I- I-” You were about to explain but started sobbing.

“Hey, hey.. what is it?” He asked softly pulling you in for a hug. You sobbed putting your face in his chest and held onto him. He just held you giving you time to calm down before asking you again.

“What happened y/n?” He asked, worry filing his eyes.

“I- Rafe accused me of cheating on him with Topper but I didn’t and then we got into a fight and he made the fight physical so I confronted him about how I knew he was cheating on me and he threw me out. I only have the clothes I am wearing right now and my phone. He has all my money I- he has everything I own.” You sniffled.

“Well we could try to get it back from him tomorrow.” John B said.

“No.. he said he’s not going to give me my shit back.” You sniffled. His jaw clenched. You could tell he was beyond pissed.

“Rafe shouldn’t be treating you like this. You are one of the most amazing people I know, you don’t deserve this shit, y/n I am so sorry he did this to you.” He said.

“I just never want to see him again.” You sobbed.

“I know. And you don’t have to see him again.” He said. “But I think if he is being like this we should call the cops tomorrow morning and get your stuff back then get him hopefully charged for hurting you.” He said.

You leaned into him. He picked you up getting out of the van and took you into his house. He laid you down on the couch and went to go to his room but you whined and grabbed his arm. He looked back at you corking his brow.

“Please stay with me..” You whined tiredly.

“Alright..” He said as he laid down beside you. John B couldn’t lie, he had liked you for so long now. Little did he know, you had feelings for him too. You looked up at him and smiled softly before leaning up to kiss him.

He was shocked you kissed him but kissed back. You pulled back and he looked at you confused.

“Why did you kiss me?” He chuckled.

“Because.. I’ve liked you for a long time now. Why.. did you not like it?” You frowned.

“I- no no.. I liked it and the truth is.. I like you too.” He said.

“Really?” You smiled.

“Yeah how couldn’t I like you.” He smiled. You giggled and blushed. “Also.. if you have no where to stay, you can stay with me if you want.” He said.

“I- really.. you would let me stay?” You asked.

“Of course..” He said. You smiled and snuggled into his arms.

“Thank you John B..” You said. He smiled and kissed your head holding you close.

“No problem, I would never hesitate to let you stay.” He said. The two of you then fell asleep snuggled into eachother. You felt so happy, happier than you ever did with Rafe. John B made you feel happy and safe. And you couldn’t think of anyone better to spend the holidays with.

Author's Note: tysm for reading!

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[goldheartedsky]

Immortal Love

I really wanted to do something different for this year’s Pride Month, so I did as many immortal PolyGuard kisses as I could 😘 Also, I had all of the members of the Guard line up with the Pride Flag colors I felt fit them the best, just as a little nod to Gilbert Baker!

(Done for @theartguard’s Pride Month theme)

#the old guard #the old guard fanart #joe x nicky #andy x quynh #andy x booker #joe x booker #Nile x quynh #my art #happy pride 🌈 #kisses you and kisses you and kisses you and kisses you

[drudyslut]

John B. Masterlist

smut = ☆ angst = ❀ fluff = ♡

one shots:

↠ john b snaps at bimbo!gf!reader ☆

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