#John O'Callaghan fanfiction

[your-averagewriter]

"The Maine are f*cking here!"

Summary: (y/n)'s band are going to a festival, but most importantly - The Maine are going to the same festival and (y/n) can't wait to meet them but she's not exactly prepared (John O'Callaghan x fem!reader).

Word count: 1.5K

Warnings: swearing, sexual jokes

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There's a one-day festival held in Britain each year, an alternative music one, obviously, called Slam Dunk and it's on in a few days and I can't wait. There are some really awesome bands there and it's so cool that it's so close to where I come from. The Offspring, Enter Shikari, Bowling For Soup, The Academy Is… who we're friends with and have toured with before and then a personal favourite: The Maine. In the lists of bands we ranked pretty high, we're on stage just after Yellowcard which is pretty cool because I've liked their music since I was a teenager.

I'm most excited though to see The Maine's performance and I'm hoping that they're going to the signing tent - fingers crossed.

I spend the next few days practising with my band (I'm the singer and I sometimes play the guitar as well), preparing for the show then the last day is spent travelling to the grounds as we were playing some concerts up North. So here I am sitting in our tour bus with my headphones on trying to ignore the bickering between Zack and Ben about the littering of clothes scattered around the bus. Rolling my eyes I swipe through Instagram looking at all the posts about the festival and the excited people, fans and bands alike. 

Finally, we get there, much to my relief. I push open the bus door and breathe in the fresh air after four hours of non-stop driving and bickering from the others. I drop down, feeling my boots hit the floor and I'm met with the view of a massive field filled with various different stages and stalls. We've parked somewhere more private like the other bands and I can see stagehands and managers rushing around along with some unfussed band members that I recognise. Rou Reynolds (Enter Shikari), the Yellowcard group and a couple of guys from Hawthorne Heights and then William Beckett whom I am good friends with so I decide to go meet him.

I jog over to him and sling my arm around his shoulders with a grin. This is what I love about this festival - the people you meet!

"Bilvy! Long time no see!" I say using my nickname for him. 

"(y/n)!" He says turning to look at me then he hugs me. "How are you?" He asks pulling back.

"I'm good, tired though after spending hours with that lot cooped up in the bus." I sigh remembering the torturous time.

"Same, I left the rest of the guys to grab some food so I could get a bit of a break."

"Smart," I say and take a mental note. "Have you had lunch yet?" He shakes his head.

"I only got here 20 minutes or so ago."

"Do you wanna grab something to eat? I'm sure there are some good food stalls here."

"Yeah, sounds good, I saw an intriguing food stall on the way here, wanna check it out?" I nod and we walk around the park until we make it to the stall. We grab some food and head to the benches with our drinks. We chat and catch up, you don't tend to have much free time when you're in a band to meet up with band friends 'cause every one is always touring. 

I watch as more bands turn up and everyone finds their own place to get lunch. Whilst we're having lunch Spencer from Underoath (who I'm also friends with) comes up to us and chats for a bit before reuniting with some others. 

But whilst I'm sitting on the bench with Bilvy I see John from The Maine grab some food from the same place we did with a couple of his bandmates. I hit Bill on the shoulder gently and lean in to whisper to him.

"The Maine are fucking here!" I say both extremely excited and terrified. "John is right over there!" I say and he looks over to see them.

"The guy you're literally in love with?"

"I'm not in love with him!"

"You should talk to him." He suggests biting a chip.

"I'm gonna watch their set tomorrow, I might try and say hi," I say excitedly. "You should come with?"

"I would but we’re on a bit after they are so I don't have time. Sorry to leave you hanging." He says and I assure him that it's okay before we finish off our meals and walk off to look around the park.

After a while, we all head in as it gets late and we have a big day tomorrow. I wake up quite early, not wanting to miss anything. I get changed and put on a basic black crop top and some denim shorts because it's really hot, especially for May! I sort out my hair and head out on my way to nowhere in particular. I wander around and meet up with various people, I even met some of the guys from Enter Shikari which is cool because they’re actually all really nice guys.

Lots of bands are out early setting up their merch stands before doors open and fans start flooding in. I see John again, setting up the merch stall for The Maine and I breathe deeply before gathering the confidence to go over to him and the stand.

"Hey." I clear my throat. "Can I buy a couple of things?" I ask slightly timidly and he turns around, a look of shock on his face.

"Y-yeah, of course." He says with a small smile. "Umm, what do you want?" He asks going behind the counter.

"Could I buy the butterfly hoodie and blue tie-dye top please?" I ask and he passed them over the counter. "Sorry, how much is that?" I ask him rattling through my wallet.

"Oh, you don't have to pay, it's fine."

"No, I want to pay, I like supporting my favourite bands." I say with a smile and pass him about £100.

"Oh okay." He says and takes the money, he tries to protest when he realises how much I gave him but I walk away, smiling all the way back to my bus.

Later on in the day, it's The Maine's set and obviously, I go. It's amazing, they play my favourites and their stage presence is great. The energy in the crowd is crazy for a band of their size.

I have to quickly scurry away though because my set isn't that long after theirs, about half an hour so I hurry to the right stage

Sneaking backstage, I pull on my new Maine tie-dye t-shirt for the show and prepare for the show. It was a good show, the crowd were entertained.

"Thank you, Slam Dunk, you've been great! For those of you who don't know us we're Midmorning Apocalypse and we can't wait to see you again next time!" I finish the show running off stage along with the rest of my band.

After a few minutes of pure cooling down I descend from the stage and start to walk around the site again on the hunt for some good food. I don't find any as I'm distracted by the signing tent I was so excited for. I check who's in the tent and John's name is on the list, I guess they had a few minutes to spare for the fans so I get in the queue. It's not too long because some big bands are on right now but it is by no means a short queue.

After like half an hour's wait I get to the front and I observe as a light pink haze falls on the tall man's cheeks.

"Hey," I say nervously as I walk forward towards the table.

"Hey again." He chuckles quietly.

"You guys put on a really good show," I say with a smile. "It was a great set."

"I was just about to say the same to you." He replies and we both laugh. "I'm honoured that you're a fan of ours."

"I should be saying that. Umm… I'm (y/n)." I say holding out my hand to him.

"I know, I'm John." He shakes my hand.

"I know," I mimic his response and then smile at him before removing my Maine t-shirt that I bought earlier the tie-dye one. "Sorry, I'm not stripping," I assure and laugh nervously. "I was, umm, wondering whether you could sign it for me?" I ask, timidly holding out the shirt. He takes it graciously.

"I wouldn't mind if you were but of course." He says with a smile before turning to the shirt and signing it in a permanent marker.

"Thank you so much!" I say grabbing the shirt back afterwards. 

"You're welcome." He says slightly dazed. "Hey, after the festival do you wanna come to get some drinks with me and the band, that's what we usually do after festivals to celebrate?" He asks, standing up.

"Yeah, is this an offer for me or for the band?"

"Both, you're all welcome." He says smiling.

"Well, then I'll see you after then." I leave with a small wave and my shirt in hand. After I’m a little while away from the stand I let out a sigh of relief and a massive smile stays sewn to my face. Fuck yeah.

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AN: I literally have no idea whether any of these singers are in demand but I like writing them anyways. If you have any musician requests then even if they're not on my master list just check if I will write for them (I probably will) then you can send them in.

I fucking love The Maine.

[alltimefanfiction]

I’ll take any suggestions you want to give me 🫶 I really appreciate it and I’ll give the Callakarth fics a chance I’m sure they are great and I’m dying to read new stuff even though Jalex has my heart

Honstly I'm just a big fan of any fic Vampire Vengence (author of Bandana Code) puts out. Neondanger (author of Star-Crossed) has some goodies for when I'm in the mood for some filthy smut. So If you havent had the chance to do a deep dive through all their fics then I'd reccomend them.

Bellawritess also is a great author. Their fics top out with an M rating so no smut, but they have a few of my fave fics.

You may have read Erode, but the same author put out the first part of a new fic Just To Seal My Fate this year (I think?) and I am very patiently waiting the second half.

Wolf In A Lamb's Skin

Count It Down

Lit A Match (With Your Nails On My Back)

Ask For It

Old Habits Die Hard

Violet

Those are probably my top five smut one-shots off the top of my head but you may have read those already so my advice (what I do) is just search our tags for a topic that interests you and work through what you haven't read or want to read again.

-Molli

Bless you for giving the Callakarth a chance, I don't think you'll regret it. Jalex was obviously my absolute number one when I first entered the fanfiction side of this fandom (anyone recall my old URL?) but I can't tell you enough how much it will benefit you to branch into other ships because there's a lot of amazing stuff by great authors that isn't Jalex. And obviously there's nowhere near as much being written for the fandom now so looking at things that aren't Jalex just means you have more to read in the meantime.

Anyway, here's some oneshots I love of various pairings so you can dip your toes in:

As It Sank (I Thought Of You) - Jalex

Yer Old Grave - Zalex, Zack/John O'Callaghan

Anaphylaxis - Callakarth

Products/Reactants - Callakarth

Forget Me, Forget Me Not - Jalex

Save Your Heart - Merrikat

Tie Me In Ribbons - girl!Jalex

Ruined - Jack/Grieco, by the lovely mod Addyson

Wet Hot American Summer - Jalex

BJ Foe - Jalex, technically a series rather than a oneshot, and I'm sure you've probably read this or at least many other things by this author, but she is a classic!

In Which It's Valentine's Day and Gabe Buys Alex Roses - Gabex, and again, truly classic author so I'm sure you've read her stuff but there's a bunch that isn't Jalex that's really good

Black Permanent Marker - Alex/Ryan Ross

Keep Quiet, Nothing Comes As Easy As You + sequel Little Lover, You're In Trouble - Jalex (sequel is watersports)

The Boy Next Door - Jalex

And literally everything our former mod Emily has written is fucking amazing. Everything. I think it's all Jalex, or at least mostly. Same with everything by alex_g4skarth. Both authors make me cry with, like, everything even if it's not that sad and it's been that way for a decade!!! Don't know why.

Molli linked Erode above and that author is also excellent, I'm sure you've probably read their stuff from their Mibba (some of my old faves were deleted though).

Aaaaand I'm currently in the process of reading the newest (?) Jalex that we know of, A Very Festive Façade. I started it last night and only got a quarter of the way through it before I had to go to bed but I wanna give it a shoutout because Kalina is another person who still publishes in the fandom and we need that!!!

I mostly steered away from smut out of laziness, and also because there are so many faves that are SUPER popular (at least for Jalex).

If you start reading the Callakarth ones and enjoy them, please feel free to come to my inbox and be unhinged about it because I miss having fellow shippers to do that with.

-Eve

[visions-fanfic]

“When I’m With You, I’m At Home.” One-Shot Request

Suggestion By @winterblurr  

“Something cute where you and John are at home, and it’s all cuddly and warm. He’s just happy to be with you or *in your arms* (haha) :) xoxox thank you!!”

I hope you like it!! Sorry its a bit short and for some reason the gif wasnt working! Thank you so much for your suggestion! ♥️ Sorry if it took forever I have no idea when you sent me this! -Kate

I opened the curtains tentatively. John and I had been planning this trip for so long and of course, now that we're here, we get snowed in. It had dumped almost 3 feet since we got here and there was no way of getting out. The cold air rushed out from the curtain and tickled its way up my bare legs.  

“The windows here obviously were not sealed properly.” I said as I threw the curtain shut again, spinning around quickly to return to the warmth of the old couch in the middle of the cabin. John appeared shortly with a mug of hot cocoa and a blanket. 

“Cheer up pup.” He handed them to me and kissed the top of my head. The smell of mocha mixing with his cologne radiating from him.  He walked over and opened up the curtains once again before walking back towards me. 

“It’s way too cold John, I ca-” His lips pressed firmly onto mine, shutting me up and warming me instantly. He pulled away and knelt down next to the old fireplace in front of us, piling up blocks of wood that had been neatly stacked next to it, filling the cabin with that Oakey scent ever since we arrived. 

Once he got the fire started he plopped down next to me. I immediately pulled my legs up and snuggled up to him for warmth, clutching my hot cocoa close as he pulled the blanket all around me. 

“I love you.” I whispered, burying my face into his shirt.   

“I love you too, even though you’re a tad whiney today.” He chuckled, nudging me slightly. I crinkled my nose and jokingly glared at him before turning my gaze to the windows. “Ah! Wait..” He jumped a bit in his seat before reaching back to the side table. 

“What are you doing?” 

“Just wait,” He held a small remote out toward the windows and suddenly the entire space illuminated with twinkling lights. The trees surrounding the cabin sparkled as the lights hit the flakes of snow burying them. The show around the small porch glowed with the light of LED’s tunneled down within it.

“Oh my god, John!” I set down my cocoa and knelt up on the back of the couch to admire his work. 

“I found some old lights in the closet and set it up while you were trying to find a way back home.” He confessed, his hand running up the shirt of his I was wearing, snaking its way warmly against my back. I turned around and kissed him hard. I felt him chuckle through his lips. 

“Thank you.” I looked into his big green eyes. He always knew exactly what to do to make me feel better.

“Merry Christmas Darlin’ I’m sorry we can’t be home.” 

“I don’t care anymore John, when I’m with you, I’m at home.” 

[johnocal-writings]

PLEASE REPLY

Hey all. I've been super inactive and still have many imagines in the works for this blog. I thought it would be fun to write some blurbs for now so SEND IN SOME IDEAS AND ILL REPLY WITH SHORT BLURBS PLS I need to fix my writers block

[visions-fanfic]

Just so yall know I do take submissions/requests! Just keep it within regular limits ya feel? Nothin’ too wacky and wild. <3  

[visions-fanfic]

How I feel about the remainder of The Maine Fanfiction community

[johnocal-writings]

Obliviously in Love

This was a request from a while ago, but unfortunately it got lost in the sea of posts. Thank you for re-requesting and I apologize for the extremely long wait. I hope you like it and that I finally did your idea justice, anon!

Work never really felt like work for me, I loved my job and it was a great atmosphere to be in. We were all very similar people here; that's what 8123 was all about, being inclusive.

There was this girl and damn she was incredible. She was one of the most beautiful people I have ever seen. Not only was her body amazing, but so was her mind. She was ever so intelligent and creative. It was a blessing that we got to work side by side here at 8123. She was one of the things that could brighten up my day; it was truly something indescribable. The feelings I had for her were starting weigh me down, like a massive truck was sitting on my chest. I was constantly trying to drop subtle hints here and there, but she wasn't picking up on it. 

For example, she was walking through the office one day and she had on one of the most beautiful dresses I had ever seen. It accentuated everything on her perfectly. It wasn’t anything too extravagant, a simple black dress that made my eyes follow her wherever she went. The only issue was that I was too much of a wimp to actually ask her out. Something told me that she didn't like me like that so I ignored my feeling and went on with my life.

As time went on, it was beginning to tear me up inside. We were pretty close friends and I hated seeing her get hurt. There’s been so many guys that have treated her like shit. I've watched her go through some pretty tough breakups and it pained me to see her in the state she was constantly in. After months of watching this heartbreak girl continue to attack her heart time and time again, i had to do something about my feelings.

Today was a day off for the band as well as some of our staff. My mind had been racing all morning, my body woke itself at 5am and has been going since. I laced up my boots, threw on a jacket, and bolted out the door. I ran and just kept running until I made it to her doorstep.

I hesitated for a moment before knocking on the wood ever so lightly, my nerves appearing in my actions.

After a few moments of no answer, I decided it was best to head back home until I heard the click of a lock and the swish of the door opening; it must have been loud enough for her to hear after all. I had just made it down her front porch steps back into the rain when I turned to look at her. She was in a pair of gray sweats, a black v-neck with black socks; simple.

"Before you say anything about why I'm here or how I got here, hear me out please," I said quickly, wanting to speak before my brain could fully process and let my anxiety take over. I took her silence as confirmation that I had her attention.

“I like you okay? I have liked you, but I've never known exactly how to go about telling you. Every time I see you in the office, I think 'this could be the time, just tell her' but my brain doesn't let me. You give me something to think about that’s not the shit in my head.”

Instead of talking, she ran down the steps and into me with open arms. I engulfed her back, accepting the love I was being given, knowing she accepted me too.

"Ya know what would make this even more cliche?" she asked peering up at me.

"You're asking for a kiss in the rain aren't you?"

"We might as well. You started the romantic moment so we might as well finish it with a bang."

That's what we did, we both felt that spark and it felt as though the world had stopped around us. Imagine driving through a storm and as you continue you drive under a bridge. It feels as though everything has stopped and is almost peaceful. She was my bridge that I've been waiting for.

[johnocal-writings]

REQUESTREQUESTREQUEST

Hey lovelies! I'll be traveling tomorrow so if you have any requests for imagines, feel free to drop one in my ask (or anything else you'd like to talk about). ALSO the album will be out tomorrow so PLEASE request one in relation to it if you would like to! Love you all!

[johnocal-writings]

HELLOOOOO

Sorry I went M.I.A friends. I got really behind on school work, but I’m putting out a new imagine tonight. It’s not one of the ones I was working on, but those will be out soon. I just came up with this one in the shower tbh. Good to be back with all of you!!!