#john b prompt

[princessbrunette]

would the boys ever stand up to reader’s father if he was against their relationship?

pope wouldn’t. he’d be devastated but would overthink the whole thing and decide that your father is right and that he is bad for you :(( would tell you it’s okay if you don’t wanna see him anymore but then wouldn’t last two days without you, and show up at your window at night telling you “look. this isn’t ideal but… i can’t stay away from you. i’m down to do this in secret if you are.”

john b would try and respect your fathers wishes, settling for secret kisses and holding hands beneath tables because he just doesn’t want you to get in trouble with your family but in the end he’d probably stand on your doorstep and make some loud proclamation of love to you, telling your dad that whether he likes it or not, “i’m in love with your daughter, okay!”

jj is straight up saying “fuck that old dude, i’m your daddy now.” because ?? you’re grown, why are you letting your dad dictate who you date ? even if you explain to him time and time again that he doesn’t understand the dynamic of the family he literally does not care. he’s not hiding shit. he’ll try and stay passive aggressively respectful (maybe even purposely piss him off out of spite) but if he’s gotta sock an old man in the face he just might !!!!!

rafes pulling strings. your dad won’t let you see eachother? okay. how would your dads boss feel if he found out about the legal scandal back in 2017 your dad tried to have buried? rafes not fighting for his place, he’s making threats. seeing as he sees himself as grown, and on the same playing field as your father he doesn’t mind playing dirty. he probably wouldn’t even tell you about it either, so you don’t have to worry that lil head <3

#anon #rafe cameron prompt #jj maybank prompt #pope heyward prompt #john b prompt

[starfxkr]

ummmm can we talk more about john b putting a leash/collar on pup!reader...... the thought of him having her sit on her knees and stick her tongue out while he tugs the leash forward has me feral

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this was a new step to your relationship, one that meant you put full trust in john b that he would love and care for you on a level deeper than you ever thought.

the collars simple, it's not even a traditional collar really--a simple braided necklace he made himself with all your favorite colors, a little engraved heart shaped pendant that read property of john b routledge in plain font.

you were kneeling in front of him in anticipation, nothing on but that pretty collar as you waited for his instruction.

the outline of his thick cock was straining against his shorts and your mouth watered at the thought it's weight again your tongue, but you knew you had to be patient.

"open that pretty mouth for me pup." john b looked at you with those soft brown eyes, a slight smile on his face as he tapped your lips with his finger.

eagerly you do what he says, letting out a soft exclamation when he pinches your tongue between his thumb and forefinger and gently pulls it out your mouth.

"you were so good today you know that?" slowly he began to rub his finger against the pink muscle, making you whimper and drool in anticipation. whenever he praised you like this, you knew you were in for a treat and given how quickly he was pulling himself out his shorts you knew now was no exception.

"i think you deserve a treat," he softly tugs your towards his crotch more, you have no choice but to crawl closer--collar quietly jingling" until your head was in his lap, "go on now, s'all yours."

that was all you needed to engulf him in your mouth with a moan the second the earthy taste of him flooded your mouth. you worked his girth length down your throat as best as you can and john b made no secret of how much he enjoyed it--moaning and grunting with each wet suck.

your head was practically empty, your thoughts only of john b and his heavy cock and the desire to taste him cum filling your mouth.

"go down, all the way, fuck you're gonna make me cum."

you give him your all--spit drooling down your chin and over his heavy sack, you fight the urge to bring them up to your searching tongue peaking past your lips because he didn't say you could touch him yet, but you can't help but rock your hips in search of some friction.

"shit, shit, stay right there, stay there, goddamn." he lets out a loud grunt as he cums, his brown curls spilling over the back of the couch while he holds your head down and continues to fuck your face.

each spurt of hot cum down your throat makes your eyes flutter knowing you've made him feel good. you so deeply float into a hazy space you don't notice him pulling you off and lifting you into his lap.

"woah there, still with me?"

you nod in affirmation, burrowing yourself into his bulky chest.

"you're a real good girl pup, you know that." john b brushes a palm against your sweaty cheek and kisses your face until your eyes are more alert and you're giggling, "can't lose you just yet, i want you conscious when i fuck you."

#✨.txt #john b prompt #puppy!reader #🪼 anon

[belovedvenom]

how the obx boys met their girls

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rafe x bat!reader: i already wrote a whole fic for!

john b x crow!reader: he caught you roaming around in his father’s office. going through papers.

“uh what are you doing?” he watches your every move.

“you have a lot of interesting things in here.” examining the board of his family tree.

“mhm and how did you get in here?”

“the window.” you say it so casually like youve been here before, it catches him off guard.

“well can you-“ “is this your dad?” interrupting him to point at the picture of him and big john.

“yeah, look you gotta go- HEY!” he pops your hand when you reached up to grab a book off the shelf. you look at him with squinted eyes, ignoring the beating in your chest from how handsome he is and john b’s in the same boat, taking a second to admire your face. when he snaps out of it, he places his hands on your shoulder- gently but firmly guiding you out of the room.

“that room is off limits, okay? and next time just knock on the front door like a normal human”

“so you want me to come back?”

pope x raven!reader: she ran into him when she was getting chased by kooks.

“watch out!”

pope didn’t have enough time to react before you barreled in to him sending you both to the gound. youre a giggling mess while pope is trying to get the air back in his lungs.

“shit, i’m sorry dude.” your laughing so contagious, he lets out a couple chuckles himself. shouting from the distance catches both of your attention, noticing the kooks who were chasing you getting closer. grabbing popes arm, you run.

“what did you do to them?”

“kept ruining their game. apparently golfers don’t like it when you blow whistle while they try to swing”

finally losing them, you stop just outside of a shop. a few giggles escaping your mouth.

“thats crazy” he snorts.

“and you’re hot.”

jj x owl!reader: he saw you in a tree playing the violin when he was doing a job for your father, mowing the lawn. after taking a break and getting a glass of water, he heard music coming from above him.

“hey careful up there. you could fall, you know.”

“huh” you paused. staring ahead. ignoring his gaze from below your feet before starting up again.

“can you play something upbeat with that thing?” when you ignored him again, he flicked water at your legs causing you to jerk and hiss at him.

“did- did you just hiss at me” he cackles. “got your attention now though, huh princess?”

“call me princess again, i’ll slit your throat with the bow” lifting it up for emphasis.

his smile couldn’t get any wider.

#rafe cameron prompt #rafe cameron x reader #outer banks #obx x reader #john b prompt #john b x reader #jj maybank prompt #jj maybank x reader #pope heyward prompt #pope hayward x reader #outer banks x reader #obx

[shellxrls]

dare i say military!john b..

#saw this pictures and almost crashed out #CUZ WHAT THE FUCKK #and i have a huge military gear/mask kink 😣 #john b x reader #john b prompt

[lionasvault]

all of john b's nicknames for u and what they mean ? like sweets when he feels really vunerable, or pup when he's playful yk what i mean

oh this is adorable. okay so he has looots of nicknames. they kinda bunch together ? but they all mean little different things

pup / pups : he calls you these when you're all cute + puppy-like, maybe acting a lil stupid or something

hun / honey : when he's scolding you . he wants to be nice so he makes sure to comfort you with these names, but you know what being called these means

sweets / sweetheart : free for all, will throw those in with the others , but also like you said when he feels vulnerable and you're comforting him about something he'll call you this too

#john b prompt #anon

[gardengirl222]

lene we need some 80s slasher JB!!!

ohh shure! he gives creepy summer camp counselor vibes - 80s!slasher!john b

₊ ⊹ warnings! 18+ - p in v, non con, blood, violence, death, threats, slapping, spitting, obsessed!john b - ₊˚⊹

you'd gotten the most perfect job for the summer as a camp counselor at a sleep-away summer camp. after meeting everyone at the orientation you've become close to another counselor who will be working with you, john b. 

he was in charge of the boy's cabin and you the girls, and your groups would meet up for activities, bonfires, smores, and lunch. he'd honestly grown really attached to you since you were always doing things together, whenever he'd see you chatting with another guy he'd feel possessive and you weren't even dating! yet john b would also embarrassingly get hard watching you slide down your shorts, staring at how tight your bikini bottoms fit around your ass. he'd spend that night in his cabin jerking off, picturing your pretty body bouncing on top of him, wishing he could grab fistfuls of your ass. he'd finish in his fist all sweaty and out of breath. 

you sat at your group's table in the mess hall facing john b's table, both of you making eye contact every few seconds. 

when the dessert was ready, each table was called to go pick up their plate of cherry pie with vanilla ice cream. john b's eyes followed your figure as you walked up to the counter, waiting until all the little girls got their slices. one of the guys that was working inside the kitchen, clearly flirting with you, asks if you want some. you decline with a smile but the young man insists, saying he made it himself, he lifts up the fork with a piece of the warm pie and dripping ice cream to your lips. you indulge him by opening your mouth and closing it around the fork, swallowing the desert you widen your eyes and nod. "it's really good!" you smile, the guy's hand reaching out to swipe the little bit of ice cream that stayed on the edge of your lip. 

watching this, john b was furious, letting that fucking feed you, touch your lips....

that night, the little girls knock on your cabin door, right next to theirs. they complain that they heard someone scream coming from the mess hall and are too scared to sleep. you tell them it's probably nothing and to go back to sleep, that you'll check it out.

the girls do as they're told and you walk over to the mess hall and walk inside the dark space to see what could have been the noise, hearing some sort of noise coming from inside the kitchen you figure it could be an animal that got inside, you press your ear to the swinging door honestly too scared to actually look inside. 

the door then swings open, causing you to stumble back and meet eyes with john b, with blood on his shirt, hands, and on the knife in his hands. you stand there confused...'did he cut himself?' you think, then you see it, through the open door is the pie guy dead on the floor with his blood pooling around his body. john b's hand is quick to cover your mouth before you can scream, "shshsh, you don't need to do that bub, you're fine." he whispers, maintaining eye contact with you. 

you nod your head slowly, chest heaving. 

"i'm gonna let go now okay? need you to be quite f'me, can you do that?" he raises his eyebrows and you nod again, he takes his hand off our mouth. "m'gonna need to take your clothes off...got blood on them..." he tells you rather than asks you, he raises the knife and cuts your top up the middle. 

"john b? what's going on..." you whisper, clearly scared. 

"i can't wait anymore, you drive me crazy, i need to do this." he rambles while tugging off your shorts rather roughly. 

"john b did you stab the kitchen b-" he cuts you off with a rough kiss to keep you quiet. he manhandles you over one of the tables and lifts you on top, facing him. 

you whine as he brings the knife up to your face. 

"don't scream, don't want to whole camp to hear you, n'i don't want to hurt you pup"

you nod, tears spilling down your cheeks as he cuts your panties to get access to your hot messy pussy. 

"awww she's so pretty..." he coos, his big rough fingers slowly rubbing your clit, making you mewl. 

"jombee...i don't wanna...you killed someone!" you shake your head, almost hyperventilating crying. 

"hey, nuh uh, stop that." he pats your face to get you to listen to him. you watch as he pulls off his bloody shirt and unzips his shorts and pulls himself out, your eyes widening at the size. "he's not the only one i killed." he looks back into your eyes and you swear your heartbeat sped up and so did the pulsing of your cunt. 

"you're a murderer johnbee," you whisper but then gasp when you feel him start to push in, stretching your pussy. 

"i know, m'really mean, huh puppy?" he pouts mockingly and pinches one of your nipples making you squeal. 

"don't like being mean to you, but when you walk around acting like an angel, when i know you're a little tease...kinda have'ta put you in your place," he grunts, pounding into hard now, you can see the little bulge in your tummy. 

"i wasn't! i didn't mean to be! i didn't do anything!" you sob, one hand grabbing onto the table and the other hand gripping his bicep. blood sorta covering both of you from where he had touched you, he grabs your face with his hand and forces you to look at him. 

"wish you could be my good girl right now n'just take. it." he thrusts harder with his last two words. you wish you could scream at how scared you are of him but also at how good it feels. 

"open." he grunts, squeezing your jaw a little. you shake your head no as best you can, causing him to let go of your jaw and slap you, making your drooly cunt clench around him. "m'not asking again." he grabs your jaw again, and you open your mouth, and he spits into it making you whine in disgust. "swallow." you do as your told and swallow tears continuing to fall. 

"that's how a dumb little doggy gets treated, they get spit on." he grins and pulls out of you, manhandles you off the table, and bends you over, tits and face pressed against the wood. 

"nooo...no.." you drool onto the table. 

he bends down a bit to be right in front of your ass and spits on your other tight little hole, watching as his spit drips down to your pussy. you squeeze your eyes shut at the feeling and sob a little louder. 

he stands up straight again and reaches around to pat your sloppy little cunt now covered in his spit, and slides his cock back in. 

"s-so gross..." you mewl, making him laugh quietly, bringing the back of his bloody hand up to your face. 

"cum around me or i'll smear this on your face, you want that? hmm? some guy's blood on your face?" he threatens. "c'mon..." he bends down to press icky wet kisses to your cheek that instantly cum on on him, pulsing and squeezing him as your mind goes dumb. his big hand covering your mouth as you moan.

"there she is, good girl...yeaaah" he praises, thrusting into you more sloppily until he's pumping you full, flooding your poor little pussy. 

after a few seconds, he pulls out and uses his tip to smear yours and his cum around your pussy lips. 

"here." he hands you his bloody shirt for you to put on knowing it'll cover you enough to get back to your cabin decent, you pull his shirt over your head and make sure it covers your ass.

"we'll talk more tomorrow, okay sweetie? gotta go...clean that up." he tilts his head toward the body. "goodnight kiss?" he bits his lip, squinting his eyes, taunting you. you stand there lifting your head, he leans down to give you one last kiss on your lips, a string of saliva connecting your lips when he pulls away.  ᥫ᭡

#gardengirl'sobx!⋆₊ ⊹ #lenepilar'sobx!⋆₊ ⊹ #cw blood #cw spit #cw blo0d #80s!slasher!john b #john b prompt #john b blurb #john b outer banks #john b smut #john b #john b x reader #john b routledge #outer banks smut #dark!john b #80s!slasher!au #80s!john b #outerbanks imagine #outerbanks x reader #jj maybank x reader #rafe cameron x reader #obx smut #jj maybank smut

[inthelquvre]

my rendition…

vampire!reader, rafes girl

fairy!reader, john bs girl

mermaid!reader, jjs girl

witch!reader, popes girl

#outer banks #rafe cameron prompt #jj maybank prompt #pope heyward prompt #john b prompt #rafe cameron #jj maybank #pope heyward #john b

[rubiehart]

best friend!jj who has a habit of slapping ur ass n one day he slaps it a lil too hard and ur complaining abt how theres a bruise n hes like no way… lemme see n maybe he gives it a lil kiss 🫠😁

bsf!jj my beloved!!

it’s an understatement to say jj’s obsessed with you. more specifically, your ass. he’s practically unable to control himself when you’re just standing there at the kitchen counter in the chateau, reaching up to grab a glass from a high cabinet, walking over and landing a harsh slap to your ass with a smirk, watching the fat of it ripple with the effect and giving a lil’ wolf whistle.

you slam the glass down and turn around to smack his bicep “jj!” biting your lip to hide your smirk, knowing you secretly liked the attention. he lets out a little giggle and throws his hands up in mock defense. “‘m sorry! couldn’t help myself it was right there!” putting his hands down at his sides when you eye him with raised eyebrows.

“okay. ‘m sorry, here, look.” he says before taking the glass and filling it with water, handing it to you like he just gave you the greatest gift of your life. you roll your eyes playfully and swipe the glass out of his hand. “yeah, thanks asshole.”

walking past him and heading towards the chateau door, his eyes shamelessly trained on your ass as you leave, yelling back “you know ‘ya love me!” making you throw a middle finger back in his direction making him smile a little and carry on with whatever he came in for.

later on, you’re facing with your back to the mirror in jj’s bedroom, hands on your ass with your tongue in your cheek, clearly focused. jj cruises in, clearly not expecting you to be there and raises an eyebrow, “the fuck are you doin’?” you roll your eyes and let go, turning to face him. “you left a fuckin’ bruise when you slapped my ass, dickface.” and his eyes widen a little, “hey, yo! no need for the name callin’ dude. c’mere let papa j take a look.”

taking a seat on his his bed, legs spread so you could stand between them. you huff and cross your arms over your chest, before making your way over to stand between his legs, giving him a stern look before turning around so he could see it. “jesus christ..” he mumbles, clearly taking advantage of the circumstance to palm your ass a little more than needed.

“perv.” you mumble at his theatrics and he shakes his head. “‘m talkin’ about the bruise you idiot.” and you stiffle a giggle, fingers fiddling with the hem of your t-shirt. “well.. not much i can do for ‘ya.” he adds, you nod and go to turn around before he grips your thighs and shakes his head, manually turning you back around.

“not done here yet, lil’ lady.” he mumbles, before bringing his head down to your ass and placing a little kiss on the bruise, he hears you let out a little gasp but you don’t move, making him smirk, breathing in your scent a little, before pulling back realising that was kinda pervy.

you turn around when he pulls back and he notes your parted lips and blown pupils and looks down at his shoes for a second before looking back up at you smirking, fiddling with the drawstring on your shorts, “you’re so annoying.” you groan with a little smirk, slapping him on his shoulder and turning on your heel and leaving the room, not before noticing the prominent bulge in his cargo shorts, making you smile as you leave.

#jj maybank blurbs #anon ꨄ︎* #;bsf!jj #jj maybank #outer banks #jj maybank smut #jj maybank x reader #obx #jj obx #jj maybank blurb #jj maybank obx #jj maybank outer banks #jj mayback imagine #jj x reader #jj maybank headcanon #john b obx #john b routledge #john b prompt #john b smut #john b x reader #pope obx #obx smut #obx x reader #obx fanfiction #obx imagine #obx cast #obx fic #rafe obx #rafe outer banks #outer banks smut

[poguesprincess]

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john b has a penance for obedience. and well, somehow he’d struck himself a brat for a girlfriend.

thats how you ended up on his lap, cock buried inside you and your cheeks red and tear stained. you had a knack for running your mouth when you got nervous, which is what made todays particular pogue adventure far more difficult than it needed to be.

“did i say you could stop talking?”

you sniffled, nose scrunching in a way that made the boy almost regret punishing you in the first place, “‘m— ‘m sorry, daddy! ‘s just so good!” you cried, now a babbling mess. your punishment involved the near impossible task of reciting the reasons as to why you deserved it. he eyed you, silently urging you to keep going, your hips stuttering as you struggled to ride him any longer without promise of release.

“i— i was—“ slap, “talkin’ too much—” slap, and you whined “—daddy, i know!” slap, followed by a caress of the now reddened skin of your face.

“can’t help it, can you baby? that’s alright, daddy’s g’na fix that little problem f’you.”

you can say you learned how to keep quiet when he told you to.

#εïз john b prompt ! #john b x reader #john b smut #john b routledge #john b prompt

[ribbonprincess]

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John B's pup

passenger princess in the Twinkie, strawberry flavored vape, lipstick stain on the beer bottle,walks on the beach during the night,sharing earphones,wearing his spare bandana on the loop of your jeans,old bunny plushie on his bed,bouquet with flowers stolen from a kook garden,riding him in the hammock.

#john b routledge #john b x reader #outer banks x reader #john b thoughts #🎀princess #john b prompt #john b smut #obx fic #obx moodboard

[princessbrunette]

i love how john b n pope definitely try to understand n go along w their girls special interests .. like comparing to sanrio characters or showing them sonny angels they're just like riiight, and so this one is ..? gotcha - 🍓

i feel like pope is definitely better at understanding these things because he just reads into it all and spends more time online engaging in young ppl culture whereas john b spends all his time outside with his phone somewhere in a ditch so he sees these things and thinks they are completely unique to you. like no one else in the world likes what you like which is why he thinks you’re so special. like the way john b talks about you is the way a grandpa with a lot of love in his heart would talk abt a grand daughter. “yeah, no she likes all these things. like these little characters. it’s very cool.” 😭

#🍓 anon #pope heyward prompt #john b prompt

[stxrslut]

john b made sure to never get angry at you. but sometimes it was just unavoidable.

even you can admit that you’ve been a brat all day long. whining and moaning about every other inconvenience, slowing things down by purposefully getting them wrong, being snarky, and foremost, teasing the absolute hell out of your boyfriend.

so it was no surprise to you, that the moment you get home, you’re being folded over his lap and spanked hard enough to send you right into that little subspacey haze that you and John b both love so much.

but right now, John b isn’t being sweet, he’s being mean, because he’s mad. because you made him mad. you assume that the harsh slaps to your ass are the only punishment you’ll receive. so when he lifts you up you go to curl into his chest.

he tsks “not yet baby, gotta finish what you started.” you don’t quite understand what he means until he’s lowering you to your knees in front of him and undoing his pants to reveal his already hardened dick. “why don’t you take care of this, huh?” his voice reeks of casual annoyance and dominance. he leaves no room for argument.

so you get to work, at first just suckling and kissing at the tip and jerking the rest of him with your hands. and then beginning to take him further, at your own pace.

your boyfriend lets this happen for a couple of minutes, to build a false sense of security. but the moment he begins to get impatient, he pushes your head down so that your nose is buried in the small bush of dark curly hair that surrounds the bottom of his shaft. “yeah, just take it, good girl.” he chuckles nearly sadistically as you gag harshly around him.

he doesn’t let you go, not much at least, maybe once every minute or so to let you take a proper breath. it’s the fourth time that he’s pushing you down when it gets messy.

you can feel it coming before you’ve even taken all of him in, the bile that’s rising quickly up your throat. you frantically try to pull away, to avoid the pure humiliation that you know is about to come.

you whimper as he bucks his hips up, desperately trying to preserve your dignity. he’s clearly caught on. he leans down to speak to you, a smirk corrupting his usually sweet face, “s’okay sweetie, you can let it out. you know daddy won’t mind.”

that’s what pushes you over the edge, that’s what has you immediately choking up your lunch whilst still having him buried to the hilt in your throat.

tears stream down your face as you try to keep any more from coming up, but it’s far too late already, you’ve been set off, and all there is for you to do is finish.

you keep him in your mouth, at some point during the ordeal feeling the warm ropes of his cum slide down your throat.

John b pulls you off of him after that, lifting you onto your feet and standing himself. “had to make all this mess just to teach you a lesson, gonna have to think twice about bein’ such a little priss in the future aren’t ya?”

#john b prompt #cw vomit #john b dialogue #john b concept #john b blurb #john b outer banks #john b smut #john b #john b x reader #john b routledge #outer banks smut

[starfxkr]

I feel the need to bring back baby trapped dads best friend!John b I need that man like WATER

please i need to get of my ass and finish the blurb i have for him in my drafts so bad!!!

but yes omg, he's already looking like a Daddy--he's gained weight but he's still obviously very strong i'm talking a soft gut and thick tree trunks for thighs. and the happy trail???

you're just starting to show and he has to pretend he's not ridiculously hard at the knowledge of you being knocked up with his baby. neither of you have told your dad yet but you know the time is coming, you can't keep saying you're just "gaining weight for much longer.

and pretty soon john b starts making himself sparse, leading you to make more frequent trips to the chateau. there you were less restrained, free to kiss and fuck wherever you wanted, whenever you wanted.

like now, you were in his bed for once reduced to a whiny, whimpering mess as you speared yourself on his ridiculously thick cock.

his large warm hands stroked over your growing belly, "aren't you a pretty girl. you take me so fuckin well bubba."

the praise just makes you wetter, doing your best to bounce on him but he was too much and he knew it. so he eased you onto his chest instead, gripping your hips as he slowly thrust up into you. "god, john b it's too much--i'm gonna cum."

and when you do he's holding you, pressing kisses to your damp hairline when he cums in you <3

#✨.txt #john b prompt #dadsbsf!john b #hrryp0thead

[sunniepoo]

ok but toxic!jj x reader x toxic!john b dating? how would that be?

~🌑~⭐️~🌑~⭐️~🌑~⭐️~🌑~⭐️~🌑~⭐️~🌑~⭐️~🌑~⭐️~🌑~

ahh this dynamic is so so interesting to me, solely because of the added factor of toxic!john b

ive discussed toxic!jj previously on my blog but to summarise he tends to be very avoidant,distant, hurtful and mean for periods of time to prove a point, or get his way , and sometimes just because he feels like it but the moment he feels you slip away he is borderline suffocating you with his presence

but the added factor of john b makes this whole situation much more intriguing

john b supposedly is the voice of reason, the leader, the one guiding you and despite all of this he encourages jj’s destructive tendencies because he benefits from it just as much as him

toxic!john b is very different from jj but just as harmful in my opinion

he is always with you. constantly, 24/7, non stop- otherwise he is wholeheartedly convinced your abandoning him

his presence is almost like a blanket but instead of keeping you safe and warm it’s slightly choking you, making it hard to breathe

weirdly enough in the relationship between you three there is no tension between the two but rather a joint agreement in keeping you with them forever

and god forbid either of them see you talking with a guy which isn’t them or pope, it always starts the same

first it’s the passive agressive comments from jj - taking jabs every chance he gets

then it’s john b’s constant suffocation of you by not letting you be with your thoughts for a moment constantly talking or commentating or making you reassure him

and when jj begins his love bombing its like your being smothered by two grown men and slowly and surely this relationship starts to feel like hell but atleast they love you right?

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#jj maybank #obx #outer banks #rafe cameron #jj maybank prompt #jj maybank drabble #jj maybank imagine #obx drabble #jj maybank x reader x john b #john b prompt #john b routledge #john b x reader #john b drabble #toxic!jj #toxic!john b

[shellxrls]

what do you think the guys dicks look like?

rafes dick is very prim and proper in a sense? represents him well bcuz its girthy but long in a way that’s reminiscent of his lean muscular build. he’s cut and his tip is a pale red/pink. hair is always trimmed and for the most part nonexistent. one or two veins that run along the side and bulge out when he’s hard, he’s extra sensitive to touches there so you make sure to run your tongue over them and trace the lines whenever you go down on him. tip is quite thick but that thickness is maintained all the way down the shaft, makes it so that he often does have to ‘bully’ his cock into your cunt so that it fits. the way his cum tastes rlly does depend on what kind of a week he’s had 😭. if he’s been snorting coke and drinking it probably has an underlying unpleasant aftertaste but otherwise it’s generally not unsavoury. good weight to just suckle on but it stands tall and drools precum onto his abs when he’s hard.

jj’s dick is uncut and it’s very noticable bcuz his foreskin is sort of pale but when you move it down his tip is rlly pink (basically the colour of his lips). definition of a ‘pretty dick’ despite his general lack of care surrounding it. thick but still impressively long with a minor upward curve that’s perfect for catching on your g-spot and is only exacerbated in the right positions. gets rlly agitated and worked up quite quickly and by then his tip is rubying and the entire head of his shaft is blushing. thicker as you get closer to his pelvis. bulges in his shorts a lot and so he’s always sticking a hand down there to adjust himself 💀. tip has a very indented slit that’s constantly leaking milky pre. blonde pubes that he rarely ever trims bcuz he can’t be bothered, balls are kinda buried beneath the hair as well — he likes to stick your face into them when you go down on him and smush your nose into the hair. RANK cum i’m sorry it’s genuinely a cause for concern.

john b’s dick is pale/purplish at the top and instead of going flush when he’s hard, it grows a bit thicker and drags downward very weightily — the tip turning a dark mauve. mushroom tip that juts out very noticeably and stings more than it shld on the initial stretch, a bit thicker than the rest of his dick. his shaft is very tan (just like him lmao) and he has a few darker/coarse brown hairs at the base that he cleans up but doesn’t do much effort to really trim too much. around his pelvis theres a very prominent happy trail and a scatter of veins that start throbbing when he gets rlly hard. balls are really large and they genuinely look weighted down, the skin sags a bit more there. cum is relatively clean, kinda salty but its excusable bcuz its not overpowering just very homey.

#this has been sitting in my drafts moony has convinced my to finish it w her ‘jj is uncut’ post lol #asks.ᐟ ⋆｡˚𖦹 #;anon #;prompts #jj maybank prompt #jj maybank x reader #jj maybank smut #jj maybank x reader smut #jj maybank imagine #rafe cameron prompt #rafe cameron smut #rafe cameron x reader smut #rafe cameron imagine #rafe cameron x reader #john b prompt #john b smut #john b x reader smut #john b imagine

[lionasvault]

okay I must must see your take on being john b's girlfriend and trying to stop him from leaving to go on some adventure - moony ✨

oh girl u know im gonna eat this ask up also im inserting puppy into this because i love her sm

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it's early in the morning when you feel johnbee slip out of the comfy covers of his bed. he didn't mean to wake his precious pup up, he can't have you wanting to follow him.

"johbee..?" you mumble, rubbing your eyes free of sleepiness. you sit upright, eyes squinting from the harsh sunlight falling through the window. you find his figure after a second, standing at the wardrobe throwing on an ugly button-up and some dad shorts.

"daddy?" you ask again sleepily when he doesn't respond, this time he looks over in your direction. he has bedhead, undereye circles, and he's about to wrap one of those bandanas around his neck. "watcha doin'?"

"pup, you should go back to sleep," he mutters, trying to not wake jayj who's surely down the hall sleeping. "gotta go... run an ... errand." he lies through his teeth.

your face scrunches up in a pout, eyebrows furrowed. you throw your hands around your body, arms crossed. "i think you're lyin'," you say, looking away from your boyfriend. "m' not stupid." you mutter softly.

"never said you were stupid, bubba," he sighs, throwing his cap on his head backwards, his little brown tufts of hair peeking out from under it. "just gotta go do something with jayj, i'll be back in a day or so."

"a day?" you whine, jaw dropping open. "bee, this isn't- isn't fair! i don't wanna be alone, you're- you're basically neglecting me!" you stutter over your words in frustration.

"pup, calm down," he says sternly, glaring softly at you. "nothing you can do, okay? this is important, bubba."

"no- no is not!" you cry, finally getting up from your side of the bed to scurry to his side. you tug on his forearm. "you- you jus' don't getta leave whenever you want! need you to stay! i don't care- is not fair!"

he crouches down to look you in the eye. "honey, i gotta go."

you glare at him, and do the only thing you think will work. you get down on your knees and cling to his leg. your arms and legs are completely wrapped around him, weighing him down.

"jeez- pup, get up- get up-" he says while trying to kick you off of him. through his struggle jayj walks in, sighing and clicking his tongue a few times.

"wow bee, looks like you've got a parasite on you." he laughs, and you glare up at him.

"stay!" you nip, still clinging as tight as you can to his leg.

john b shakes his head, massaging his nose bridge with his fingers. "jeeeez- fine, fine- pup, god- won't go today."

you immediately perk up, getting off of the floor and clapping your hands together with a smile.

"you are sooo pussy whipped, man." jj laughs, patting john b on the back before stepping out of the room.

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guys i had too much fun with this

#john b prompt #puppy!reader #moony ✨