#@chimindity

[echobx]

Hellooo i heard you want some jj requests!

What about one day reader come to enemy!jj because she has nowhere to go and he finds her all bruised up at his front door, he thinks about it for a while and finally let her in to clean her up and comfort her, then let her sleep at his <33

Thank you mwahhh

Bruised - JJ Maybank × fem!reader

warnings: angst, mention of abuse, bickering, patching up, smoking (weed), hurt/comfort, fluff

word count: 1.7k

author's note: no thoughts, head empty. just the fact that tumblr fucks over my formatting once again.

You can feel the adrenaline rushing through your veins, keeping you on both feet just enough to make it to the next best place you know. Not like you particularly wanted to get beaten and stranded on the side of the road, having to walk as much as it was possible, towards the house of your one true enemy. Potentially not your only enemy, but the only one who has never ever pretended to like you. The hatred is very much mutual, and you are happy about it being like that. It's a safe and steady relationship. A relationship that purely consists of you throwing shade at him, and him throwing shade at you. Verbally very abusive from the outside, but it's comfortable to you. You know where you are at with him, and he's the only one like that in your life. 

That’s why, it’s no a surprise to you when JJ starts to curse you out as soon as he catches a glimpse of you, and the fact that you keep coming closer enrages him more. But the facade starts to slip when you do too, planting yourself in the dry grass in front of his porch and nearly losing consciousness. 

“What the actual fuck, y/n,” JJ hisses, but he still bends down to pick you up and carry you inside. You choose to not hold onto him, if he drops you it will at least be on brand, and you don't run the risk of having to look into his stupidly blue eyes. 

JJ lays you down on his couch. His eyebrows furrowed while his eyes seem to scan over you, and he keeps on shaking his head in disapproval. 

“Who did this?” he growls, angrier than you have ever heard him. 

“Don't start, I just want to go home,” you press out through gritted teeth, but when you try to swing your legs around you can't even move them a single inch. It's like you're paralyzed and panic starts to rise in you. ‘One toe after the other,’ you tell yourself and force your body to obey you. It takes some effort and a lot of concentration, but you find relief in the fact that you are not at all paralyzed, and just extremely exhausted physically. 

“You're not going anywhere like this,” JJ insists after watching you carefully. 

“You're the worst,” you sigh and close your eyes. Half an hour ago you had been thrown out of a moving car, thirty minutes before that your (now ex-) boyfriend had started to yell at you. He had accused you of cheating on him, you hadn't, and then decided it granted him a free pass in nearly killing you. 

“Who did this?” JJ hisses, and you can only laugh at how hilarious it sounds. He cares about who hurt you. Oh, but he doesn't do it because he cares about you. No, JJ Maybank only cares about who hurts you because he is sure to ever be the only one who gets to hurt you. And if not, he at least wants to be the one who hurts you most. 

“Why? You're gonna go give him a prize?” 

“You look half dead,” JJ notes and sits down on the coffee table, eyes fixed on your face, waiting for you to open your eyes, but you can't, fearing to cry in front of him. 

“I feel worse,” you deadpan and hear him get up and walk away. 

Even though you are his sworn enemy, JJ can't stand to see you in pain, especially you. He doesn't like that you look weak like that. He doesn't like that someone hurt you worse than he ever thought necessary. He needs to patch you up, not because he wants to help, but because he doesn't want to lose the only constant in his hectic life. 

“Can you sit up?” JJ asks, and you open your eyes to see him with the first aid kit in his hand. 

“You gonna play nurse, Maybank?” you chuckle, but a stinging pain makes you shriek instead. 

“Sounds good, you don't even need my help,” he remarks with the heaviest sarcasm you have ever heard of him. He loops his arms around your legs and swings them around, forcing you to sit. 

“It's not funny,” you mutter, and he rolls his eyes, silently getting to work on patching you up. 

First your arm and legs, cleaning cuts and making sure they don't need stitches. Then your stomach and waist, lifting your shirt and making sure that he doesn't touch you too much. Touching you would go too far, he doesn't let himself, and you are glad for it. 

But something shifts when he gets up to your face, softly pressing the fresh, warm and wet washcloth to your bleeding lip. His eyes are darker than you know them. Maybe he is actually, genuinely, secretly worried about your health and beauty, but that can't be true, you think.

“Will you tell me now?” JJ asks while staring at you, deep into your battered heart.

“My boyfriend, ex, I guess. He threw me out of the car while driving, said I was cheating. I know I'm a bitch, but I'm not a cheater,” you explain quickly and JJ nods. 

“I know, about the not cheating. Can't even count how many times my ex said I was, and then she did- Doesn't matter,” he lets out a deep sigh before starting to put the kit back together. 

“Do you have painkillers?” you ask and he shakes his head. 

“Weed only.” 

“I forgot, you like the smelly shit,” you roll your eyes. There is no use in trying to pretend that you like him now just because he has helped you, maybe you hate him more because he has let himself be vulnerable by taking you in and caring. A mistake, surely. You would never do it, you're sure of it. 

“It's either sitting here in pain and being a total bitch once again, or taking the offer,” JJ says before pulling a dime bag from his pocket. 

“So?” JJ asks after you pull your head back up from the bong and breathe out the thick air. Your mind is hazy and everything seems to be covered in a blue filter. 

“Good shit,” you sigh, your head falling back against the couch cushion. 

“You should go to the cops,” JJ says, his eyes raking over your body. He has never let himself see you as anything but his enemy, although he isn't sure how it even started. The feud has been going for too long for him to remember. 

“And what are they gonna do?” you scoff. 

“I don't know, restraining order or something. Charge him for assault. You could've died.”

You turn your head to look at him, messy blonde strands falling into his face. He's actually not that ugly, unlike what you keep telling people so they'll stay away from him. 

“Man, I wish I had, so I wouldn't have to be here with you,” you snarl, but it feels wrong to even think it, much so to say those things. 

“Why do we hate each other again?” JJ asks straight out and you snort.  

“You don't remember?” 

“Been too long,” he shrugs. 

“You called me ugly and said I was the most boring and shallow person you had ever met, and all of that just so you didn't have to kiss me for spin the fucking bottle,” you say, and it seems to dawn on him, a memory coming back and lighting up his eyes. 

“We were ten, and I didn't wanna lose my first kiss to you,” JJ laughs, but you don't think it's funny. 

“You humiliated me in front of all my friends,” you glare at him, but he's still laughing too hard. “Stop mocking me, asshole,” you snarl, and he stops to look at you. 

“You hate me this much because of that?” 

“Yes. And the shit you did over the years,” you add, and he cocks a brow up. 

“The shit I did over the years as a direct response to you being a bitch.” 

“Whatever,” you mutter and go to take another hit. 

“I didn't think it would hurt you that much, I'm sorry,” JJ apologizes, and you nearly choke on your own breath. 

“You what?” 

“I'm not saying it again.” 

“Do you still think I'm shallow and boring?” you ask, and he shakes his head. 

“No, just mean and an asshole.” 

“I can live with that.” 

“Good. You should go to sleep now, it's late,” JJ says, and you turn your head to look out the window, and to your surprise it's actually pitch black out. How did that happen? How much did you smoke?

“I don't think a couch is helpful with your injuries,” JJ says and gets up, getting ready to lift you up, but you slap his hands away. 

“I can walk myself,” you grumble but as soon as you are up, your legs give out from under you, and he catches you quickly. 

“Can I do this now or are you gonna protest on every fucking step?” He's annoyed by your stubbornness. Yet this time, even just for the short moment, you place your arms around his neck, eyes gazing into his as he carries you to his room and lays you down on his bed. 

It smells overwhelmingly like JJ, but you don't hate it, you like how familiar it feels. 

“I'm gonna go sleep on the couch,” he announces and turns to walk away. 

“Wait!” you gasp and surprise yourself with it maybe even more than you do JJ.

“What do you need?” 

“Stay, please. I don't like falling asleep on my own,” you whisper, and he nods, walking around the bed and sitting down by your side. 

“That all?” JJ asks and you nod. 

“Thank you for saving my shitty life,” you whisper and lean up to peck his cheek. It's a polite gesture, nothing more, he tells himself and you do too. But deep down you know there is a reason why hating him comes so easy to you. After all, hate and love are twin flames, no matter how hard either of you try to deny it. 

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[tinylilacbun]

This is so daddy!John B is scolding JJ because he keeps belittling you and always makes you cry :(( So John B has to keep you apart from JJ and tells him it's not okay to pick on you all the time🫶🏻

John B is sitting in his father's office, analyzing an old map, his head falling back with a sigh when he hears you crying again.

Your soft footsteps approaching the room with JJ's panicked ones as he's trying to soothe you, and bribe you to not go to John B.

"C'mon bunny I'll-" JJ's feeble attempt to persuade you falls on deaf ears when you open the door.

"Daddy..." You sniffle, not hesitating to go and sit on his lap when John B opens his arms for you. "Jay s'being mean 'gain."

"Shocking." He grumbles, pressing a kiss to the side of your head before you snuggle your face in his neck. He looks over your head at JJ who has his hands stuffed in his pockets, biting the inside of his cheek. "Care to explain?"

"Was nothin'..." The blonde mumbles, his gaze wandering down to his feet.

"Oh yeah? And nothing ends with her crying?" John b asks with a raise of his eyebrow, his hand rubbing your back to comfort you. "What did I tell you, bud?"

"To not pick on bunny all the time...'specially when she's smol." JJ says quietly, looking at his feet with guilt. "M'sorry." He doesn't mean to make you cry on purpose, it's just his personality and he's still learning on how to handle you while you're little.

John B nods at that proudly, turning his attention to you who's fiddling with his bandana. "You hear that bubba? Think you can forgive him?"

After a moment of contemplating you nod and JJ, lifts his head with a relieved smile on his face. "Bu' only when he plays tea party with me..."

John B smirks while JJ's eyes widen but before he could say anything you're already scrambling off the brunette's lap and rush past JJ to get everything you need with a excited giggle.

"You heard her, buddy. Better use your manners during that tea party." John B sends him off. JJ whines but begrudgingly trots after you.

Good 10 minutes later John B decides to go check on you and he has to stifle a chuckle at the sight of you and JJ sitting in a circle on the ground with your favorite plushie.

You huff and correct the way JJ holds the small plastic cup. "Jay, you gotta do it right or you won't gets a cookie!"

John B secretly takes a picture of you both, knowing this is a rare scene to witness.

Taglist

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For JJ:

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[starkeysprincess]

Why does this pic give me stepbro! rafe vibe? LIKE dammmn🫠

wait i see it-

i can just see this being that he picks you up from a party and he’s already irritated that he even had to come get you. when he pulls up and gets out of his truck to find you, he sees you on some random guy’s lap, you’re all giggly because you’re tipsy.

he’s rolling his eyes and dragging you away from the party and to his truck, slamming the door shut before getting in and driving back home.

you’re whining and complaining about how he’s “no fun” cause he made you leave the party and that’s the look he gives you before saying some snarky shit like “no fun, huh? keep it up and i won’t hesitate to stop in the middle of the road and drag you out of this truck and bend you over the fuckin’ hood”

[starfxkrinc]

fuck me nick. pls

HELLOOOOO HES SOOOO BEAUTIFUL

[shellxrls]

I had to share you that picture of rudy please!

Look at how fine he is

i need him to shove his fingers in my mouth

THIS IS SO INSANE OF U. HIS FINGERS ?? oh my god i’m clawing at the walls i want them in my mouth so bad.

[cameronsbunny]

Hiii! I hope you're doing well! I was wondering if we could be moot? 🫶🏻💗

Of course!!! 🫶🏼💗

I would love to be moots!

[lovelyjj]

UH SO I WAS LOOKING UP ON GOOGLE "RUDY'S LEAK" AND THERE'S A PIC WHO SHOWED UP...IS IT ACTUALLY HIM?

I won't send the pic here, but oh gosh that's yeah..

I mean it could be i’m not sure. I think it’s wild though lol

[lavender-bun]

Hii! I'm sliding into your nsfw inbox🤭 LOOK AT HIS HAPPY TRAIL I'M GOING FERAL THE URGE NEED TO TAKE A NAP ON HIS STOMACH

You get it 🫵🏻 licking his happy trail would cure my depression, I'm pretty sure 🙂‍↕️

[redhead1180]

Heyy mama!! Hope you're doing good

Much better now. I've been tired and cranky all day, but this makes it better. 🫠🫠

[aemndxx]

I'm so so so happy you're back sweetie 🫶🏻i missed you! And i'm so glad you're doing better <33 We all love you and are happy that you are back bambi girl

thank u so much, my love. !!!!!! 🥺♡ྀི missed u n everyone on here. !! & yes, i'm doin sm better… genuinely so happy n grateful to be back on here. ^-^ i'm really excited to start writing again, and posting how i usually used to post like every other day. ! 🫶🏼

[sarahcambabesss]

Me me mee I love you more 🙈💓

goodnight babes love you most

[bloodibambiidoll]

You're so sweet everyone should feel safe on this website and no one should feel sad about some haters 💗loveee ya

Hehehe thank u sm sm baby mwah mwah mwah 🖤✨

[tinylilacbun]

This is so little!reader who waits for Rafe in the middle of the night whenever he goes to the bathroom, and he asks her not to move until he comes back to bed☹️

AGAJSGS YES 😭

like, why can't you go with him :(

He pushes you back on the mattress, he's tired and just wants to go pee in peace. "Stay...I'll be back in a minute."

You huff, crossing your arms over your chest. Rafe sighs, leaning down to kiss your forehead, hoping it'll keep you satisfied until he's back.

A few minutes later he comes back, rubbing at one of his eyes while yawning.

"Was longer than a minute..." You pout, sitting up again but before you could continue to whine he pushes the nub of the sippy cup between your lips.

When you grab the cup and lay back down, your eyes already fluttering shut again, Rafe gets back into bed. He makes sure you have your lamb held in your free hand before closing his eyes as well.

The moment you snuggle closer to him he instinctively wraps an arm around you to ground you...and maybe himself.

[starkeysprincess]

Hiii 🫶🏻 scrolled on pinterest and I just wanted to send you this

hi angel bae 🫶🏽

realest thing I’ve seen hehe 🙈

[chimindity]

I'll post the two requests I have in my inbox tomorrow, I'm organizing the coloring of all the fanfictions (spoiler alert ; it's very long) 🫶🏻💓 they're already in my draft!!

[shellxrls]

Omg so i've been thinking about this for so long but how do you think jj would try to teach you how to ride his motorbike

I bet it would be fun and adorable, you being reckless while jj is affraid that'll get hurt and wouldn't stop saying "hey! Slow down you're gonna fall off" but stubborn as you are you don't listen and ends up getting hurt

Nah for real i need him ☝🏻

jj is the worst teacher i fear 😭😭. he gets distracted and ends up showing u all the tricks he can do until you’re scared enough to not wanna go what that machine for atleast a couple months. when the time does come around though, he insists on chaperoning you around and essentially doesn’t let u learn independently 💀,