#Outbanks

[agerefandomrambles]

OK! So after a conversation with @aew-regression-cove (honestly, who did you think i was going to say at this point? They're practically my best friend) I've been made aware of hyperfixation Bluetooth.

A hyperfixation Bluetooth is when you're so insufferable about a piece of media that you force your friends to consume said media and they also hyperfixation on said media.

Apparently, I bluetoothed my hyperfixation on both outerbanks and top gun to Kit and they bluetoothed their maze runner hyperfixation to me

This begs the question. Have I bluetoothed any of my hyperfixations to you? Here's a few that I've had bluetoothed

The magnus archives by an irl friend

Outer banks by @jjtheresidentbaby

umbrella academy by @jjtheresidentbaby

Maze runner by @aew-regression-cove

Im also well on my way to joining the arcane fandom and doctor who fandom thanks to @angel-pupp

[casualwriterssideblog]

This game is so awesome

[comiiical]

open to everyone. 20+

john. witch. top. bi. 27

connection: bestie, boy/girlfriend, roommate. roommate's partner who happens to be his friend, IDK. up to you. just take into account that if you use a female muse

most wanted fcs: anyone from outbanks. i am basic. brandon flynn, tom holland., josh duhamel

laying against the couch, a finger sneaking through the cast that covered his foot in order to scratch it, and his gaze on the TV, bored from the second rewatch of the other's movie, he let out a light sigh. "man / girl, you know i love you, but if i see this one more time without being able to take the excuse of walking for a beer, i am going to hate it instead of enjoy it with you. so why don't we play a game? one lie one truth, whoever guesses correctly chooses a punishment for the other. Almost anything allowed, what you think?"

[nouearth]

Speaking of blonde men- have you ever seen Outbanks on Netflix?? There's a character named JJ Maybank and I go FERAL for that man he is too damn pretty 🧎🏻

💌 : i have not watched it! why he lowkey look like... if charlie heaton cleaned up and was blonde. 🤔

[lobsters-on-their-heads]

Why

when I search Tumblr for “zipper spiders” do I get almost entirely “Outbanks Smut” and X reader tags?

I just want pretty spider pictures. Is that so much to ask for?

[finanzgorillas]

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[sourcherryandsprinkles]

This person has been lifting a ton of your fics and reposting them

https://www.wattpad.com/1391720382-harry-potter-theodore-nott

The first one in the outbanks one (2million views) is yours and there's more throughout

Whoever sent me this, please tell me more. I cannot access the link

[xreaderbooks]

Paradise On Earth (5)

Chapter: 5. Midsummers

Pair: JJ Maybank x Routledge! Reader

Warnings: Language, Violence, Jealousy

Summary: This is an X Reader insert rewrite of the series Outerbanks, following the plots and events of the series, with certain twists to fit the reader into the story and to make things interesting.

A/N: A little less JJ x reader but their time will come…Comment or leave a message to be tagged :)

Also available on Wattpad and AO3

Word Count: 4.1k

Chapter 4 - Masterlist - Series Masterlist - Chapter 6

"Rafe Cameron! Where the hell are you?" You shout out in the woods around the treehouse. You left not too long after JJ was arrested looking for a confrontation with the eldest Cameron sibling, the cause of JJ's arrest. You knew the best way to get to Rafe was to actually talk to him courteously in hopes that if you extend your friendship (cause apparently he cares) then he'd leave your friends alone.

"What up, Angel," He raises an arm in the air, you see it peeking up from above the wooden railing.

You climb up the ladder, "Don't what up, Angel, me! You know what you did!"

"I have no idea what you're talking about Y/N," He admits.

"Really, cause JJ just got arrested!" You stand over Rafe who's sitting with his knees up.

"Ah, that's what you're upset about, your little pogue boyfriend going to jail for committing a crime." He laughs, "Sounds about right to me."

"He's not my boyfriend but yes he's in jail right now because of you and your little friends and in case you forgot I'm a pogue too, you using that as an insult doesn't really affect me."

"So what you're saying is your single?" He gets up to face you and smirks.

"What?" Your mind scrambles at his words and the way he looked at you amusingly.

"And trust me I didn't forget pogue princess, that's what they call you right?" He spits out the words as if they disgust him.

"You're an ass," You scoff. He glares at you, "Then why do you keep coming back?"

Besides the fact that for some reason he likes your company and if you can somehow convince him to leave you and your friends alone, you wouldn't admit that you took an interest in him. That would start too many problems, problems you didn't need nor want to have because despite your interest he was not a good person. You think...

"I keep coming back because I know you can do better, be better, you proved it to me the other day. Yet, you continue to be in this cycle of terrorizing my friends which isn't gonna help any of us," You soften your features.

"I'm not going to change," He shakes his head, walking away from you. Ugh, why does he make this so difficult.

"Then I guess we're done here," You climb down the ladder.

"No, we're not," He shakes his head again. What is he talking about? "Yes, Rafe, we are."

You land your feet on the ground, "No, you're going to come back to me, Angel, Just like you always have." He's delusional, a deeper part of you responds to your thoughts, you know he's not.

"Goodbye asshole!" As you walk away he shouts, "What happened to being civil?"

Kie was expecting you at her house for Midsummers. You didn't have to work as a server this year, thankfully, and she invited you to be her plus one. You were her "saving grace in a party full of fascists who don't deserve their wealth", in all honesty, you didn't want to mingle around the people who practically pay your bills, but you used it as an excuse to dress up for once and not look like the trash most of them think you are.

She opens the door with one knock as if she was anxiously waiting for you to show up. Kie takes you up to her room, designed in her style with posters on the side of her bed, a surfboard at the end of it, her room had her simplicity with earth-inspired colors.

"Uh, Kie?" She sits on her bed next to you.

"What's up?"

"I don't have a nice enough dress," You trail off.

"Don't worry about it, I'm sure my mom will find some ridiculous dress to put you in."

You fix her a face that said really? "I didn't mean that you would look ridiculous in it, I meant the concept of having to dress up to show off that we spend our money on something as insignificant as our beauty when our planet is dying."

She takes in a breath, you put a hand on her shoulder "It's just a dress."

She squinted at you, "I'm kidding! Lighten up, that's what I'm here for." You stand theatrically pose, "Maybe, I can see what being a kook is all about."

"Don't even get me started," She mutters.

"Trust me, I won't, but come on it'll be fun. We can play this game me and JJ like to play." You suggest.

~~~

Hours into the process of getting ready, you never felt as pretty or good as you did at this moment. Kie's mom helped you through everything from your hair to your dress to how you should do your makeup. It was tedious and time-consuming but it all came together when you looked in the mirror and finally understood why it took some girls forever to get ready. You didn't have a mom growing up to show you how to do any of this, it made you recognize the feelings you shoved down deep about mother figures. You only ever had John B and your dad, the only other girl around your life was Kie and she didn't care about all that stuff. Now you realized you missed out on a lot.

You smiled at your appearance while you hear Kie complain to her mom after taking her turn in to look at herself in the mirror, "This is disgusting."

"I know, it's just horrible," Kiara's mom says sarcastically. "I'm asking you to relax and go to a fun party."

"It's not that bad, we look hot." You admire how Kie looks with her silk lavender dress and her mixed white and purple flower crown. You wore a light blue ruffled cold shoulder A-line dress that went a little above your knee, with your hair in soft curls and makeup set to complement your features. You looked like a fairy.

"I look like a bourgeoisie pig," Her face looking entirely annoyed. You couldn't relate, as a matter of fact, you could get used to this. You shouldn't but you could. You enjoyed how you soaked in your beauty, you didn't think badly of yourself before but this was a distinct feeling that was addicting. You needed to remind yourself that pogue life was the life for you so that you wouldn't get lost in playing pretend for the night.

"Thankfully you're only half bourgeoisie pig," You joke.

"Ha, ha, very funny." She fake smiles at you.

"Will you please not worry about socioeconomic injustice for one night?" Kie's mom pleads.

"Mom, people not three miles from here have no power, no running water, and we're going to Midsummers." Kie whines, "That's so tone-deaf."

"Thanks for the hot shower by the way Mrs. Carrera," You mention quickly interrupting. She sends you a sweet smile before turning her attention back to Kiara.

"Do you know how hard we had to work to get into the island club?"

"Yeah, mom, How could I forget? you had to grovel for like, ten years."

"Twelve, and we also had to cough up a huge chunk of dough, and do you know why we did that?" Her mom was running around the room still getting ready. "So, you could have all the same experiences that I had as a child."

Her mom left the two of you with that and the wise words of putting on your party faces, specifically Kie if she wants to live.

"You can survive," You nudge her softly.

She inhales deeply, "Hopefully."

~~~

You and Kie walk around the party, everyone seeming to get along just fine, Kie would point them out and describe what she knew of their families and what they would use their money for instead of saving the environment.

You saw Heyward around who directed you to his son, You and Kie strolled up to him, she began to speak in a British accent. "Excuse me, sir, do we have to schuck these ourselves?"

You followed along, "'Cause it might mess up our costumes."

You cut back your laugh seeing him about to snap since he hasn't seen that it was you two making silly requests.

"Well?" You ask expectantly. He smiles brightly and replies back in the same accent, "We wouldn't want that now, would we?"

He greets you both with your secret handshake, "That accent was bad."

"Yeah, it was I was gonna let it go." Kie smiles, You whistle. "You ever see this many kooks in one place?"

"Yeah, last year." Pope comments, "How are you here all dressed up, Y/N?"

"Bestie here invited me, I got the night off." You glanced at Kie, "We're in the lion's den."

"Hey, have you heard from JJ?" Kie asked.

"No, He'll be alright." You reassure though you don't know if you believe what you're saying, "He's got the survival instincts of a cockroach."

"It's my fault," Pope guiltily stares off.

"You didn't do this Pope, Topper almost killed you. Remember?" Kie comforts him. The crowd surrounding all areas of the crowd clap for the Cameron family as they walk out. "Here comes Lord Capital and the Exploiters."

"Can't wait to see when Rose pokes somebody's eye out with that," You mention seeing Rose Cameron with a gold spiky flower crown at the top of her head. You watch as Rafe walks out with Sarah and you look away, avoiding eye contact in case he noticed you.

For most of the night, you stick by Kie's side steering clear of Rafe. You were sure he didn't know you were here as a guest. The house was decorated with pretty yellow fairy lights, you received flirtatious looks from Kooks your age to which you ignored not being interested. You danced to the music playing the background with a grumpy Kie and eventually, your feet began to hurt so you went to the bathroom that was connected to the locker room to give yourself a break.

After you being in there for 10 minutes a group of girls piles in to touch up their makeup, you took that as your queue to leave, smiling at them as you walk out. You straighten out your dress insecurely, bumping into a person while you weren't looking. The person did a double take calling your name, "Y/N!"

You saw a familiar blond run up to you picking you up and twirling you around, "JJ! You're out!"

"Yeah, you know me can't hold me down," He smiles brightly. "Speaking of, we gotta go."

"What happened now?" He takes your hand running with you.

"You know the usual," He runs around a corner of the house "Kooks out to get me."

He pauses, "You know what I think it's best we go our separate way."

"You make this sound like a breakup," You quip.

"With you, never." His response made your heart that was already filled with adrenaline, flutter. "I don't want you to get caught up in this."

"Alright," You press your lips to his cheek. "Stay safe."

He gives your hand a squeeze before darting off, you give him a head start before following him. For safety measures, of course. Since Midsummers was being held at the country club you work at, once you see JJ storm into the men's room you beeline into the men's locker room. If the ladies' room was full, the men's room was sure to be packed.

Hiding behind a corner, sure not to be seen when Rafe, Kelce, and others busted in searching for JJ. It was hard to maneuver around without getting seen, you could feel the stares of men but they never said anything.

"Hey, what are you doing in the locker room huh?" You could hear Rafe yelling at JJ. There was grunting and shuffling, "Hold him still, What do you think? A four iron right?" Rafe affirms his thoughts with Topper.

JJ struggles, "Very Rafe of you. Five on one?"

"If you could please stop talking, it's very disrespectful when I'm trying to hit the ball."

If there were five guys in the locker room you wouldn't be much help, they could very easily hold you back and make you watch as they beat JJ. But you didn't want to do nothing so you quietly snuck out of the room. There was security everywhere, you found the nearest one.

"Excuse me," You said shyly. "I was passing by and heard a lot of noise coming from the men's locker room."

The man had a raspy voice when saying "I'll check it out right now, Miss."

"Great, thank you." You went through the men's bathroom hiding in an open stall still being able to hear what was going on in the other room.

"Gentlemen, Is there a problem?" The security guy with a raspy voice comes in.

"Pardon me, officer." JJ speaks, "No, there's not an issue, actually yes. No, there is an issue, uh, we got a criminal trespass in progress here." JJ's nervous ranting almost makes this moment funny, "Beep! Call it in, right? Blatant disrespect for private property. I'm in violation of all kinds of shit sir but these young gentlemen... uh, caught me sir, and they're about to take me away and that's what you should do, escort me out of here. You Powerpuff girls have fun."

You heard the shuffling of the guy probably taking JJ away when Rafe exclaimed, "Tell Y/N she looks pretty hot for a Pogue."

There were loud footsteps, running, "Hey, come here, let's go." You winced, you knew JJ wasn't gonna like Rafe saying shit like that about you.

"Safe travels back to the cut!"

The door closed and you were sure to exit the stall, this time making yourself known. "Rafe, seriously?" With a disappointed look, you walk out the same door JJ was taken through.

You go outside back to the party settling yourself next to Kie who stood there in shock, "JJ's back?"

"Yep," You popped the 'p'. JJ was causing a scene as the guy was forcibly dragging him out.

"I'm gonna say something," Kie steps forwards. "Let go of him, you can't boot him!"

Kie's parents attempt to get her to stop, "I invited him here, I'm a member of this club."

JJ shoves the security guy away, "Hey, mandatory power hour at Rixon's, Kie. Pope you as well, alright." He walks backward, "Y/N, come on let's go!"

"Already going!" You jog down the same way JJ was heading, giving one that look to Kie telling her fuck it. "John B!" You get excited seeing your brother jumping into a hug, "Where the hell have you been?"

You ignore the jealousy you feel when you see JJ twirl Kie around the same way he did to you earlier. Too caught up in the rush, you soak in the feeling of everyone being together again.

~~~

The pogues all sit together around a campfire, JJ and John B built. The night sky above displaying the stars.

"Alright guy my dad's already gonna kill me, so what's this mandatory meeting about?" Pop e questions.

"Might as well tell him, man, before we're gaffed." JJ and John B glance at each other.

"You ready for this?" John B disclosed, "So, the gold never went down with the royal merchant."

"Oh God, not this again." You roll your eyes.

"It's been here the whole time, it's on the island." Your brother announced, it felt like he was telling a scary story and you knew it was gonna be one when you go looking for the gold again.

"I'd like to voice my skepticism," Pope notes.

"Can I please present you with my evidence, sir?" John B stands, "In my backpack, I have a letter from Denmark Tanny."

"Who the hell is that?" Kie asks.

"Denmark Tanny was a slave that survived the royal merchant wreck," John B hands a folded paper to Kie. "Slaves weren't mentioned as crew members on the ship, but my dad found the complete manifest, that was his big discovery. So Tanny used the gold from the merchant to buy his freedom."

"After that, he bought his farm, drumroll please, because that farm is..." You and Kie tap on your thighs to create the drumroll effect. "Tannyhill Plantation, after that he used his money to free even more slaves and then he sold a shit ton of rice which pisses off all the white planters, and then they decide to lynch him. On the day they decide to get him he writes a letter to his son as a farewell, and on the last line of that letter he leaves a coded message where to find the gold."

"Where?" You inquire.

"Harvest the wheat, Parcel nine, near the water. Except there's no wheat, you see wheat is code for gold." He looks over Pope who has the copy of the letter in his hands. "The gold is in Parcel nine near the water."

"Holy shit," Pope whispers.

"All we need is an original survey map of the property and we've found the gold."

Pope still skeptical says, "This might have a small chance of actually being true."

JJ gets up and lifts John B in a hug, "I'm so proud of you right now."

"That's really sweet of you," John B touches JJ's cheek. The bromance warms your heart but you cut it asking, "What's the plan?"

"Great question so, Sarah Cameron's coming tonight, she's gonna bring an original survey map-"

You and Kie raise eyebrows at each other quizzically, "Hold up."

"Sarah? Why Sarah?" She asks.

"She got me into the archives in chapel hill yesterday, and that's where I got the letter." John B replies with a stutter.

You put the pieces together then raise your voice, "You were in Chapel Hill with Sarah Cameron?"

JJ cuts in, "He was mackin' on her." John B denies it, but JJ continues "You were totally macking Sarah Cameron."

"I wasn't macking on her, I was using her for access."

"There was access, all right," JJ teases. You were upset, he leaves you alone to deal with the anxiety of DCS to go on a romantic getaway with Sarah Cameron. The same girl who got him fired.

"Did you tell her about the treasure?" Kie questions, equally as upset.

"I was just trying to get into the archives," John B defend.

"Is that a yes?" She exclaims.

"I left out key details."

"Yo, what?" You and Kie gang up on him, "You let a kook in our secret, what about Pogue life? What about the T-shirt company, bro?"

"I was just using her for information," John B insists.

"Why don't I believe you?" You announce annoyed.

"I'm trying to make us filthy rich here, okay, so that we can pay off a boat or send you to autopsy school to study dead bodies-" He mentions to Pope, "look you guys know me, do I look like the type of person to fall for Sarah Cameron?"

Knowing your brother, yes, which enraged you even more. "Given the chance, John B, yes!" You voice.

"Look, you don't know her yet, I do!" Kie asserts, "You can't trust her."

"Her bother did hit me in the back with a golf club," Pope brings up.

"Rafe and Sarah are two different human beings," John B continues to defend her.

"What did she do to you, exactly?" JJ looks at Kie.

"She's like a spitting cobra, first she blinds you, and then-" Pope remarks on her bad analogy, "Listen to me, whatever we get she's gonna try to take."

You understood Kie's point of view, not having a high opinion of the girl yourself. You were acquaintances while growing up but maturing and understanding the sides of how things are made you realize a lot. You struggled a lot with jealousy and resentment, her having everything and being loved by everyone, when your dad died that hit hard but she still had hers, etc. now you didn't care for her. Especially now when she got John B fired for the scuba gear, it didn't matter if she meant to or not, you had to struggle to get where you need and she wouldn’t get anything about that.

Then there was the drama with Kie and she had always been there for you, the both of you being the only girls, you had to look out for each other when it came to life or drama. The boys being nonchalant about everything didn't help.

John B managed to get you and Kiara to follow along with JJ and Pope to his and Sarah's meeting spot. When the door to the back of the twinkie opened you were surprised to see that it was around the treehouse that you and Rafe had your encounters. It made you antsy.

JJ and Pope were ready to go on an adventure but John B said that he was gonna do this on his own, that worried you knowing he could be a complete simp and could cower down to Sarah. He left you four in the van after a small discussion on his motives then he went.

It was partly fine with you because you didn't want to be seen in this area again. The boys were laughing about John B and Sarah being alone while you and Kiara were sitting there irritated at John B including her. Thunder rumbled in the background, it was fitting to your mood.

"Kiara, holding onto your grudge is like drinking poison and thinking Sarah will die," Pope explained.

"If only," You muttered. "Did you guys forget what she did to John B?"

"That wasn't even her," JJ stated. You rolled your eyes, "I don't care, she could've been lying to lure John B in or something."

"That's a stretch," Pope disagreed.

"Wait, do you guys hear that?" Kie said. The sound of Sarah screaming for help was heard, you all piled out of the car running in the direction of her shouting.

John B was on the ground, Sarah clutching his shirt half on top of him. "I don't know what to do, he needs help. Topper shoved him." She was hysterically crying.

You knelt down next to your brother concerned, you cried "John B please."

"John B stay with me, please don't leave me," Sarah begged. Your bitterness toward the girl increased, he was your brother, she would be fine but she continued to cry over him even kissed him when he promised Kie in the van that there was nothing going on between them. You wouldn't know what to do without him, you would be left all alone and she had the audacity to beg him to stay with her.

You stayed by his side when he was in the hospital, Sarah insisting she be there as well. You didn't speak to her not once, not even to ask for the full details, though she still explained everything that happened to you. She sat on the edge of the bed holding his hand, you sat on the chair next to him.

"Hi," She smiled softly at him. He was awake.

"Hi, where am I?" You got out of your chair to sit next to him on the side of his cast.

"St. Olive, you fell from the hawk's nest." You answered. "You have a concussion and a broken wrist."

JB lifts the arm with his cast, "Whoa."

"Pretty cool, huh?" Sarah spoke.

"He could've died, but yeah I guess that's pretty cool," You glared at the dirty blonde girl.

"I need to get out of here, DCS is gonna find me." He moves to get up. Ward Cameron walks into the room, "Hang on, Sarah told me everything." Sounds like her.

"About your little adventure, about you running from DCS, about how you were protecting her in the tower." What landed him in the hospital and what would get you both caught and sent to the mainland but go on. "John I believe I owe you an apology, you were honest with me and a small indiscretion and  I went ahead and fired you anyway. I shouldn't have, Unfortunately from time to time I have a bit of a short fuse." Ward exhaled, "I'd like to make up for it if you'll let me."

You eyed the head of the Cameron household, He continued "I spoke to Sheriff Peterkin, I offered to be your legal guardian both of yours if you'll have me."

Your mind was reeling, no, you'd be living in the same house as the princess next to you and her brother who for some reason you couldn't stay away from. You panicked silently pleading for John B to decline.

"It'd mean a roof over your head and no more runnin' from the DCS," JB and Sarah smiled at each other.

Then your brother did the one thing you really didn't want him to, "Sure, yeah sounds good."

"Okay then, it's settled." Ward patted John B on the shoulder, "Welcome to the family."

Fuck.

Chapter 6

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[backstamber]

little hearts

summary: you find a notebook on the beach and cant help but look inside

warnings: none

word count: 869

a/n: also wrote this a while ago so dont judge lmao

masterlist

sarah has had a crush on you for a while and everyone knew it. even your brother jj and your friends knew it. but you? you didn't. you were oblivious to the longing looks sarah would give you whenever she sees you. you would sometimes catch her staring at you but just thought it was because she disliked you for whatever reason.

your friends tried to tell you that sarah is basically in love with you but you wouldn't believe it. that was till you found a baby blue notebook laying on the beach, the owner nowhere in sight.

you are a very curious person so you wanted to pick it up, but you didn't want to invade someones privacy.

you being you, you did it anyways.

the first few pages were notes from a history class with little drawings along the sides. you thought they were pretty cute. the drawings were mostly little smileys and flowers.

you flipped a few more pages it was mostly school notes and more little drawings till you stopped on a page filled with little hearts that had your name in them.

you did not expect that.

you stood up from the sand and ran over to john bs house because you knew your friends would be there.

when you opened the door, your friends where sitting there talking about another lead to john b's dad.

you cleared your throat to get their attention and threw the notebook on the table in front of them.

''does anyone know who this notebook belongs to?''

kie looks at you confused.

''its sarahs, why?''

you looked at the brunette in disbelief. sarah cameron liking you? yeah that's impossible. or is it?

''look through it''

kie looks at you confused once more but grabs the notebook anyways. she flips through it, stops at the page with the hearts and shows it to the boys. no one looks really surprised. jj looks at you.

''oh yeah she likes you. i thought you knew?''

you look at your brother like he grew two heads.

''no i didnt''

he laughs at your oblivion.

''well now you do. you should really return her notebook.''

you nod, agreeing with him.

''yeah i probably should. can i borrow the boat?''

john b smirks at you and nods.

- sarahs house -

as you neared sarahs house you grew nervous, thousands of whats ifs running through your head. did she actually like you?

you were standing on her porch probably looking like an idiot as you started to doubt yourself. why would the blonde beauty like you? a pogue and a poor one at that. you were about to turn around and head back to the boat when the door opened.

there she was. sarah cameron a true kook princess. she looked stunning, as always. she was wearing a bikini top with a white blouse opened over it and a pair of shorts.

she looked at you with confusion, you usually never were on this side of the outer banks.

''y/n what are you doing here?''

that question caught you off guard because you were just staring at her.

you held the notebook out to her

''uh, I just wanted to return this to you, you must've dropped it on the beach for something''

sarah looks at you in shock, hoping you hadn't read it yet but by her luck you probably did. it was not like it was a big secret she liked you, basically everyone but you knew and she wanted it to keep that way.

''did you read it?''

you didn't know whether you should be honest or lie but you went with being honest because if she actually likes you, you could get together.

''yeah.. i did. I'm sorry.''

''i should be sorry. this is probably really creepy and I get if you don't feel the same way. i would probably be really creeped out by something like this aswell. we can just forget about this and-''

you interrupted the blonde with a kiss.

you were going to pull away because you didn't feel her kiss back but as you tried to she put her hand on your cheek and pulled you back into her.

the kiss was soft and delicate, merely a gentle brushing of lips but it was everything you had dreamed of. you couldn't believe it, you were kissing sarah cameron. the girl you liked for years.

when air was much needed you pulled away and she leaned her forehead on yours, eyes still closed.

''you don't know for how long i wanted to do that''

you laugh at the blonde

''i think i have a good idea of how long''

sarah and you kept staring at each other, silence engulfing you. the silence was comfortable you could feel the love radiating of the two. both waiting for the other to make the next move.

her figuring it wasn't going to be you

''would you like to go out some time?''

you smile at the girl, obviously you weren't going to say no

''i'd really like that''

[bleetwoodmac]

of course rafe has a blue lives matter sticker on his truck

[lomodocs]

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Swan Beach is convenient for families with children and older folks because it is not necessary to walk to the beach. You will be driving on the beach, over dune lines and in soft sand.

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Large windows offer pristine views of the water and spacious floor plans complete with large bedrooms make for a comfortable stay, no matter how many others you’re traveling with. Guests at our Outer Banks oceanfront rentals often enjoy plush furnishing and stylish decor that keep the nautical vibe well intact at day’s end. While our Outer Banks beachfront vacation rentals are guaranteed to come with an incredible view, many properties also include a variety of amenities that add comfort and convenience. There’s nothing quite like waking up with the ocean gently sending waves to crash against the shoreline right outside your front door. Amenities That Amaze – Beachfront Vacation Rentals In Outer Banks NC When you’re headed this direction in the name of rest and relaxation, let the team at Brindley Beach Vacations and Sales keep you close to the water and stunning views that make a trip exceptional by helping you book some of our beachfront rentals in Outer Banks NC. While the food is savory and the scenery is lush, it’s often the oceanfront views that play a lead role in the vacation dreams many visitors hold close to. Visitors are endlessly attracted to the region’s white sand beaches, charming boutiques, and flair for providing an ambiance saturated with southern charm. There are many defining features of the Outer Banks that make it one of North Carolina’s most sought-after vacation destinations.

[worthygreys]

Outbank hurricanes

“There are many homes that are in harm’s way, or are more vulnerable than some of the other homes,” Dr. Researchers said at a rate of around four millimeters per year, rising sea levels from climate change are speeding up that process. "And this is not a new problem along the Outer Banks." "It’s not just sea level rise, but we’re also dealing with shoreline erosion," Corbett said. An NOAA map shows that with waters expected to creep up by three feet in the next 50 years, much of the land in the northern Outer Banks could be swallowed by the Atlantic. Corbett said that if you look at old images of the region, you'll see where roads have been pushed back further inland multiple times because of erosion. Evacuations are common during hurricane season, when residents seek higher ground.Ī simulation viewer from the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration show that even a slight rise in sea levels could put some waterfront areas under water. WRAL meteorologist Mike Maze said we could see our first hurricane in May, despite the fact that Hurricane season doesn't begin until June 1. Wave heights on Wednesday were abnormally high on the coast. "You know, the effects of sea level rise and climate change I think are playing out in a real world scenario." "I think it speaks to the increased vulnerability of the Outer Banks as a barrier island," said Kevin Zorc, who lived on the Outer Banks for 40 years. As barrier islands, sand shifts naturally in the Outer Banks, constantly moving the water line and placing homes at risk. "We see the effects today, we can use that and use the experiences that we have today to try and understand and come up with a plan moving forward to create a more resilient community for us and many communities around the globe."Ĭorbett says the Outer Banks barrier islands themselves are not fragile, however, the infrastructure we put on them is, forcing residents to adapt. Beach communities around the world are looking at a future where they'll have to manage the effects of climate change. Reide Corbett of the Coastal Studies Institute says this kind of erosion is nothing new on the Outer Banks. Waterfront homes and livelihoods are especially vulnerable, as is the area's penchant for attracting tourists.ĭr. The state has long championed its coastline for its natural beauty and scenic views, but between factors like rising sea levels, hurricanes and beach erosion, the environment is a valid concern for people trying to build a life there.

[pinerchampion]

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This allows you to look, touch and feel the various components. While the above rods are our favorites, we stock standard handcrafted models covering the various fishing circumstances. It will match up with your favorite freshwater spinning or bait casting reel. It is amazing what we catch and the fun we have doing it with this rod. We have also used this rod on yellowtail snapper and bonefish.

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Sometimes in the evenings after everyone has settled down, we take this rod and a hand full of jigs or bait and just poke along the surf line. It is a lighter rod than OB's Shrimp Rod. OB's FSS&FAR Rod is built on a 7-foot blank that will handle up to 1-1/2 ounces quite nicely. We have even "snuck" it out on the pier for Spanish mackerel when folks weren't watching. It is designed to offer you a light, medium action rod for flounder, spot, whiting, specks, pompano and other such tasty fish. OB's Flounder, Spot, Sea Mullet and Foolin' Around Rod This rod is a one-handed spinning or casting rod, which ever you prefer. This rod will make you look like you know what you're doing even if you don't! You will be asked, "where did you get that?" We can throw from 2 ounces up to 8 ounces.

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It will easily handle six n' bait, plus a wide range of lure weights. This rod is as versatile as they come in a high surf rod. Upon special request we can build this rod in casting configuration with or without a reel seat for clamp-on reels such as Penn Squidder and Newell. It has a rubberized cork wrapped handle and fixed reel seat. OB's Surf Rod is built on a 10-½ foot graphite blank with high performance, high frame match guides. Jack Crevalle, king mackerel, and red drum have all fallen victim to its power. This rod has also seen service on the piers of south Alabama and the Florida panhandle. So, he and his buddies have designed a rod that anyone can use and catch fish with in the high surf. He prefers spinning tackle because he is getting too old to toss eight n' bait. OB's Personal Surf Rod OB fishes the high surf of Hatteras Island, Ocracoke and Portsmouth Islands. Due to the popularity of this rod, there is a waiting list. This rod is not for everyone, only those brave enough to tackle big fish in big surf in all kinds of weather. "Da Heaver" by OB Custom Rods is an 11-foot graphite casting rod designed to toss "eight n' bait' and not kill you in the process. You need a rod born and reared in high surf country, made by surf fishermen who know what you require. When the big red drum cruise the rips, more often than not, they are just out of reach of folks with ordinary rods. The only other rods that require this type strength are offshore rods for tuna and billfish. This requires a rod unequaled in strength and dependability. For the uninitiated, "eight n' bait" means an eight ounce sinker with six to eight ounces of bait. "Da Heaver" Cape Point, South Beach, Oregon Inlet, Assateague, Chincoteague, Cape Charles and Ocracoke all mean big fish to the priests of the high surf, specifically, fishing for red drum with "eight n' bait". The high frame match guides that spiral around the blank will enable you to cast accurately and with more distance than your ordinary rods. The Poppin' Cork rod is made from a 7-foot graphite blank and has a special trigger handle. When battling big fish this unique guide placement ensures that the line never contacts the blank and increases casting distance.

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[xreaderbooks]

Paradise On Earth (3)

Chapter: 3. The Forbidden Zone

Pair: JJ Maybank x Routledge!Reader

Warnings: Language, Violence

Summary: This is an X Reader insert rewrite of the series Outerbanks, following the plots and events of the series, with certain twists to fit the reader into the story and to make things interesting.

A/N: Let me know what you guys think! Comment or send me a message if you want to be tagged.

Also available on Wattpad and AO3

Chapter 2 - Masterlist - Series Masterlist - Chapter 4

Word Count: 6.9k

You found something, you had actually found something. You pulled out the FedEx envelope passing it to John B.

"That's not gold," Pope said from the other side. No, it wasn't gold but it came close to it, the words for P and bird were written on it. It was from your dad, he would call you P (short for princess) and he would call John B bird. JJ extended his hand to help you out, catching you by your waist when you almost fell.

"Code red, code red," JJ repeated the warning. "Square groupers, square groupers!"

"Go, go, go" you rushed. All four of you hid on the side of the wall of your ancestor's grave.

"It's the guys who robbed your house," JJ assumed, peering over the side of the stone.

"Guys, the lights." You were all rushing to turn off the flashlights, "Do you think it's them?"

"Homie's got a gun," JJ spotted. You peered up from behind JJ's shoulder to get a better look, he held you back with an arm. The pounding in your chest reminded you of the encounter at the chateau, this time you would try not to stay frozen.

"Screw this," You decided to abandon your post to not get caught by whoever was out there. Tired, of hiding and deciding to make a run for it. You lead the group, hopping over the stone wall and metal gate.

Almost home free when you saw Pope dangling on the gate, "Guys, I'm stuck." He held himself up so as not to rip his shorts.

"Pope, come on!" JJ yells, Kie and John B run back to help Pope as JJ whips out his gun. "Pope, don't move okay?"

"JJ, no!" You shove JJ's arms down from aim, "Are you crazy?"

"I'm just trying to help!"

"No, you're just dying to use that thing and you're gonna end up shooting someone."

Pope's shorts rip off by Kie pulling him down, he covers his privates with his hands awkwardly. "Nice man, it's a little tootsie roll," JJ comments.

You burst out laughing at the situation as one by one you hop into the van, successfully escaping the graveyard.

"JJ, what're doing?" You eye the bread with big spots of mold, he spreads jelly over it. "That bread had mold in it three days ago."

"I'll just pull off the bad parts," He reasons "plus, mold is good for you. It's a natural organism."

You scrunch up your nose, "I hope you enjoy whatever organism that's gonna come out of your body after you eat that."

You all circle John B in your dad's office, candles lit all over. As you said earlier, the electric company still hadn't come to fix the wires over on the cut, leaving lanterns, flashlights, and candles as your only way to see in the dark.

John B opens the envelope with his set of keys, out of the corner of your eye you see JJ gag and spit out the piece of the mold sandwich he made. You smile to yourself, knowing that you warned him and now he had to face the consequences since he didn't listen. John B slips out a paper folded a million ways, opening it up to reveal a map with coordinates.

"Holy shit," You admire.

"X marks the spot," Pope points out. One of the several lines on the map holds an X, "Longitude, latitude." John B analyzes the map.

"Wait, there's somethin' else in there," You notice the envelope still had a lump. You dig in to find a tape recorder. You pressed the play button, Dear bird and P. The sound of your dad's voice came out and it brought an overwhelming sense of sorrow.

"Who's bird and P?" JJ asked, John B answered in a tone not too far from what you were feeling, "That's what our dad called us, I was bird and Y/N was P."

Your dad's voice came back, I hate to say, 'I told you so' but I told you so. And you doubted your old man. I suspect at this moment, John B you're filled with guilt and self-loathing over our last fight, and Y/N, well, don't let your brother kill himself just yet. You giggled through your sobs, leaning on John B's back with your hands folded atop his head to rest yours.

I didn't expect to find the Royal Merchant either. You were probably right to call me out, wasn't exactly father of the decade. What can I say, kids? I could smell the barn and hopefully, we're listening to this in our brand new sugar-shack down in Costa Rica, livin' off passive investments and pulling on permits. If not, and you find this for less than optimal reasons, well, that's what the map is for. You all give each other a knowing look. If somethin' happens to me, finish what I started. Go for the gold, kids. I love you, Kids, even if I didn't always act like it. I'll see you on the other side.

The tape ended, leaving you and John B with an emptiness that truly let you soak in how alone you both are. John B stands from the chair stumbling to the frame of the door, sobbing.

"Holy shit! He did it, Big John found the Royal Merchant," You heard JJ flipping out in the background about the newfound information. Kie scolds him on his timing, you go to hug your brother in comfort.

~~~

It was quiet as everyone sat around the pier waiting in anticipation for someone to speak up about the treasure you all now needed to find. You were angry at your father for a long time for leaving on what he knew was a dangerous quest for gold he might not find it, now that he had you felt ashamed but finally at peace at knowing that he died after completing his lifelong goal. This was closure for you, though you knew this was only the beginning for John B, if not only to find your father but to complete the mission of finding the Royal Merchant that your Dad worked his entire life for. The search had caused a rift in the family for a time, now at least you knew it wasn't some wild goose chase and there had been something deeper all along.

"How much was it again?" JJ ascertains.

"Four hundred mill," Pope replies, You shudder at the thought of being able to even touch four hundred million dollars.

"All right, let's talk split. Now before we say evenly, may I remind you that I am the only one that can defend us from those groupers who were after us." You roll your eyes at JJ holding up his gun in proof. "Protection? Not cheap, okay?"

He was acting as if he had been a bodyguard his entire life, "J, you haven't even trained, I bet you anything that your just gonna aim for the bad guys and end up shooting us." You mention.

"Youtube, my dear, that's at least a five percent bump right there." He argues, "Any objections? didn't think so."

Kie raises her hand, JJ ignores her and continues "I don't hear any so."

"Whatever you say JJ, Pope what are you gonna do with your hundred mill?" You turn to ask him.

"Pay for college in advance and also, textbooks. Those are expensive." A total Pope answer, you wouldn't expect anything else from him.

"What about you, Kie?" You nod at her.

"Yeah, what does a socialist do when she's rich?" JJ questions taking a sip of his beer, Kie scoffs smiling, "Just wanna make a double album about OBX, the pogues. You know, the way catch a fire is about Kingston. Record it at Marley studio, Peter Tosh producing."

"Peter Tosh is dead." Pope and Kie say in sync, she slips out an "I know, spirit of Peter Tosh is will never die."

"Actually, I know what I'm gonna do." JJ declares, "I'm gonna get a big ass house on figure eight and go full kook."

"You're gonna go full kook," You stare at JJ. A boy who hated kooks wanting to go full kook, you let out a laugh.

"Yeah, you're laughing now but once you come into my mansion you're gonna see a marble statue of myself and a koi pond."

"That's if I ever visit," You smiled amused.

"Damn, after everything I've done for you. You're not gonna visit me in my mega-mansion, you'd have your own room you know," JJ suggests. You shake your head, still smiling "Define everything you've done, besides gives me constant headaches and heart attacks."

"You wound me, Princess, truly." He puts a hand on his heart in feigned hurt, "What's your plan then?"

You take a second to think, "I wanna travel the world. Travel and write stories about adventures or maybe the people I meet."

"You were always a great writer," JJ says softly staring at you. You meet his gaze, you remembered you were in 6th grade while John B, JJ, Pope, and Kie were in 7th, it was your prime crush time on JJ. You didn't bother hiding it, you would write him love letters, little things about how cute and sweet you thought he was. JJ shook it off and thought it was a running joke but little did he know you would fall more and more in love with him as the years would go on. He would write letters back flirting back until he got an actual love confession from you.

He came to talk to you after and that's when you got worried, he would usually respond in a letter and you would never really talk about your secret letters in person.

He asked if you were serious about what you wrote, you were nervously denied that it was because of the humorless tone he used when he asked. He laughed saying "Of course you weren't serious, no pogue-on-pogue macking right?" Your heart sunk, forgetting completely about the rule Kie had enforced and John B encouraged, not wanting his friend to get to you.

"Yeah, yeah," You played along not knowing what to say taking it as rejection. You didn't notice the way JJ asked in hopes that you would say the rule didn't matter, silently begging it wasn't a joke, and the notes that you and he would pass back and forth during a span of 2 months would actually mean something. "It was just jokes, J, I was just trying to see what a boy would say if I were to actually confess like that. There's this guy in my English class that sits in front of me-" You rambled about a non-existent boy to cover your lie.

After that moment you both never spoke about it, until now where you knew he was bringing up the past. The way his eyes stared fixedly at yours and the tone of his voice gave away what he was thinking and he knew you'd be the only one to understand the underlying meaning.

You tore away from his gaze to ask John B the question that circled around, "What about you, John B?"

He broke from his silent brooding atop the wooden railing and said, "To going full kook."

"To going full kook!" You all raised your beers to cheer.

~~~

You and Kie sat next to each other at the edge of the side of the HMS, both sporting new bathing suits, soaking in the sun.

JJ whistles to all your attention, "You guys see that?" You look ahead at the boat a little ways ahead, JJ spews out the facts on the boat "That's the Malibu 24-MXZ, the world's finest wakesetter, number one in luxury, quality, and performance. 200K easy."

"We picked the wrong parents," Pope commented.

"I hate to break it to you guys, but that's Topper and his girlfriend," Kie stated.

The HMS Pogue and the expensive deep plum-colored boat slowly float past each other, Sarah Cameron stares directly with her boyfriend's arm wrapped around her waist, simply facing away as you pass ignoring you all.

"You don't have to act like you don't see us, bitch," Kie glares in the direction they're heading.

Since figure eight was the only side of the island to have internet you all headed to a hotel where JJ worked when he wasn't working at the country club, to look up the coordinates of the map. Pope took the lead typing it in on the computer's digital map.

"Shit, it's on the high side, only 900 feet." John B pointed out shrugging.

"That's not too deep," JJ added. 900 feet seemed pretty deep to you, then again what did you know how far you could go underwater to retrieve hidden treasure.

"Is that doable or something?" Kie asked, JJ nodded "Yeah, totally doable."

"Okay, so how will we possibly get 900 feet down in the water, Mr. Diver." You raise a brow in question.

"The salvage yard, they got a drone that drops 1,000. It has a 360 camera and everything." JJ explained, "it's for like, deep dives and stuff, it's exactly what we need."

"Can your dad get his grimy little hands on that?" John B asked.

"Well, my dad's grimy little hands got his ass fired, I guess the salvage captain frowns on showing up shitfaced, turns out."

"But the drone's there," You inquire. He nods, "It's in the impound yard out back."

"The Royal Merchant is how much again?" You look at John B, "400 mill."

The solution to the mechanism that would lead you to the 400 million dollars that would change your lives was staring right in front of you. They all knew it, Pope sprinted to the door to block it with his body.

"No, absolutely not." He protested, "No!"

"Pope, move," Kie peeled his arms from the door successfully moving him out of the way.

"Guys, that's too-" He groaned, "Can't we do anything legal for money."

You skip out the door, excited for the new adventure tapping Pope on the cheek when you pass him to catch up with Kie and JJ, "We tried that already Poopy."

Pope complaining on the illegality of the situation all the way to the van and on the way there, despite all the reassurances that in the end, it will all be worth it.

"Pope, we're not stealing the drone, we're borrowing it." John B justifies.

Pope sits behind John B driving with his arms crossed, "Humans are the only animal that can't tell fantasy from reality."

"Did you come up with that?" John B asks.

"No, Albert Bernstein came up with that but it applies to this whole treasure-hunting thing."

"This whole treasure hunting thing gives me pirates of the Caribbean vibes," You murmur.

You catch JJ smiling into the joint he was rolling with his tongue, "So, which is it, fantasy or reality?" Pope relays the options to John B.

"Why you so weird Pope?" JJ says aloud, Kie answers Pope's question "It's fantasy, but a possible reality."

"Reality," You and Kie smile at each other.

"Virtual Reality," JJ mutters about to light the plant-filled rolled but Pope plucked it from JJ's lips, tossing it aside. "Keep the signal clear," he reminds JJ of his job.

"Rude, poopy," You picked it up putting it between your lips signaling at JJ to light it. "I need this for courage," As you spoke you pulled up where Kie's jeep was parked, the HMS Pogue connected at the back.

You open the back sliding door, "After all it's not what you do for misogyny but what misogyny can do for you."

"That's my girl," JJ encouraged. You took your last two hits passing it to JJ.

"Hey, don't worry. You got this," John B tells Kie who walks backward and says "It's not me I'm worried about."

John B then points at you "And you, try not to get into too much trouble, yeah?"

"I could say the same thing for you, big brother" You salute him before following Kie.

She drove you both to the location where JJ's dad used to work, "Plan?" You asked her before heading out.

"Use your assets, as disgusting as that sounds, distract him for a sec while I unscrew the bolts to the tires and let the air out." She sighs out, you exhale to release the anxiety.

"Sounds easy enough," You and Kie glance at each other then open the doors to get on with the plan. "We definitely need a girl's night after this," You slip in before walking up to the security gate. "Oh, for sure," Kie whispers back ducking to fulfill her part of the plan.

"Hello," You wave to catch his attention "Excuse me?"

"Can I help you?" A bald 40-year-old looking man walks up to the gate, You smile sweetly "Hi, um my friend and I actually have a flat tire."

You pleaded to whatever God that you were doing this right, "I was wondering if you could maybe help us out?" You let out a soft chuckle.

"Yeah," He agreed going back up to his booth to open the gate.

You let out a breath, "gross." You walk the guy to the back left side of the boat where Kie was standing pretending to observe the tire.

"Yeah, so it's right over here."

"Oh, you got help, thank god." She feigned relief, pressing a hand to her chest.

"Been sitting in the yard too long?" The guard asks.

"Yeah," You lean against the boat to play it off.

"I got this," He squats down with his tools.

"Thank you so much," You said flirtatiously. You felt his eyes roaming your body while you were looking around making sure the boys were in the clear.

A few minutes later you hear a dog barking inside the gate where the boys were, "You heard that?" The guard got up.

"Heard what?" You asked innocently, looking over at Kie who was working quickly to let the air out of the other tire.

"Oh, Tebow's got somethin',"

"It's probably just a raccoon, maybe. You know?" You thought you had him fooled when he crouched down again asking "Hey, where's your friend? It looks all good now."

He walks over to the other side, "Wait, I-"

"What the hell are you doing?"

"This one looks a little low too," She pretends to inspect it. It doesn't go over well with the guy who quickly runs inside the gate.

"Shit," You and Kie rush to the car. "They're not gonna get caught," You whisper to yourself repeatedly as a way to manifest a positive outcome.

You all reconvene at the chateau relaxing on the porch sharing the details on what happened that separated you all.

"When I tell you I had no fricking clue what I was doing!" You bark out a laugh recounting your feeling on "flirting" with the guard.

"Dude, I could tell by the way you were looking over at me every couple of seconds," Kie retorts "I thought the guy just had to know something was up."

"Hey, at least you didn't have to flirt with him, Ms. 'Oh, thank God you came to save us"

"Alright, ladies, ladies you're both pretty," JJ intervened "Who else is hungry because I'm starving!"

You rolled your eyes, John B spoke up "Kie, think you could spare us?"

"Yeah, think my parents could spare a couple of plates for my strays," She gets up arm extended towards you. You take it, the both of you strutting to the car.

~~~

You obviously couldn't tell how hungry you were from all the excitement because the moment you stepped in the wreck you could've fainted at the sight of food. You and JJ held on to each other dramatically eyes wild, searching for anything edible.

"What I would do for beer, shrimp, and grits right now," JJ spoke to himself as Kiara greeted her dad behind the counter.

You followed her deeper into the restaurant as she continued to speak with her dad, hopefully being able to convince him to let you all eat leftovers.

John B, you, JJ, and Pope circle the back tables as you look for seats; eyeing the other customer's plates. You were sure you all looked like a group of wolves foraging. You look away from the half-full plate, your stomach growling in protest. Mr. Carrera then looks at you all and you each wave, awkwardly standing, waiting for Kie's say so.

You take it as a good sign when you see Kie smiling and hugging her dad, "Sit down," She says and you all clamber to the empty chairs.

Mr. Carrera brings out 5 red baskets of food, setting them down in front of each of you. The moment it touches the table you're stuffing whatever you can fit inside your mouth.

"Jesus, Y/N" John B's eyes widen

"Oh shut up, look at yourself right now," John B was a perfect mirror of yourself, mouth full barely able to chew. At this point, your level of starvation overcame your care to look decent.

"I have never seen you eat as much as you have right now," JJ stares as if he's witnessing a cosmic event.

"Y'all are so dramatic," You get up from your chair beside JJ and move next to Pope. Kie sets up music in the background and dances to the table to set the jar of water for refills, on the table. She waves over to John B, pretending to reel him in so that he could dance with her.

You settle in the backless high chair on the small island, next to Pope, you open your mouth to grumble about being judged for the way you eat when you catch Pope staring at Kiara longingly. How could you have missed this? The obvious pining, you were too busy caught up in your own pining to see. You wondered if anyone else knew, Pope was a good guy, and though you secretly hoped for Kie and your brother to get together, Pope was everything Kie could want. He actually cared, he would put thought into everything he does for her.

You thought about how you approach this, then tossed the thought aside going for it. You nudged Pope with your shoulder, "So?"

"Oh, hey Y/N," He replied simply. You rolled your eyes, nudging him again, nodding towards Kie not so discretely.

"You're gonna have to be more specific Y/N, because I have-" He paused, putting the pieces together at the sight of your chesire smile "No."

"Yes," You smiled shaking your head eagerly.

"No, Y/N," Pope said sternly.

"Y/N, yes," You referred to yourself in the third person "When were you going to tell me?"

"There's nothing to tell," He shrugged, taking a scoop of grits and eating it.

"Sure there is and I'm gonna sit here waiting till you tell me," You cross your leg one over the other, placing your elbow on your knee and a hand on your chin. "You're gonna be sitting there for a while," He states.

"I've got time," He gives you a doubtful look. "Really, cause you got work tomorrow bright and early."

"You're wrong for that, Poopy," You shove him playfully. JJ stands behind you both, slinging his arms around both your shoulders. "What are you two chatty Charlies talking about?"

"Chatty Charlies?" You raise a brow, "a little bit premature to be using dad jokes, huh JJ?"

"I don't know, why don't ask Vanessa from 5th period," He jokes. You scrunch your nose up in disgust, "Nice JJ, real nice." Pope added.

"We were just discussing," Pope shoots you a look before you answer. "Work, I wanna ask Mr. Carrera if he would be interested in letting me work here now that John B got fired." It wasn't a complete lie, you intended on asking Kie's dad if you could start working there as your official second job. You already waited on tables at the country club so you'd have the experience from that and the times where you helped them out when you wanted to hang out with Kie while she was on her shift. You just wanted to wait for the right time to ask.

"I was telling her that my dad wouldn't mind having you work for him," Pope stated.

"As much as I love Heywards, I need a place with at least some air conditioning." You replied, "Speaking of, I think I get out while you two are delivering tomorrow, maybe I could help y'all out so you get out of it quicker?"

"If you want, it's only a couple deliveries and I think one of them is actually to the country club or right by it." Pope clarified, "Mkay, I'll meet you in the path by the docks."

JJ went to go bother John B and Kiara so you took the opportunity to whisper to Pope, "This conversation isn't over."

By the end of the night you and Kie agreed to a sleepover, she offered to give you a ride to work before joining the boys in seeing if the camera would work.

~~~

A full 6 hours of work later, your starving and tired from staying up with Kie, watching movies, and talking knowing you had work but it had been a while since you spent time with her just one on one without the influence of the boys looming over. You came to regret not getting as much sleep as you should have. You almost dropped a sleeve of plates trying to make it one trip to the table you were serving, tripping over yourself. You weren't normally clumsy, only when you lacked sleep or when something was on your mind, this time it was the former. Luckily you made it through the day, your final task being meeting up with Pope to help him with the groceries he needed to deliver to the house near the country club.

You walk down the path to where you knew Pope would come from, You were planning on waiting on the corner but heard a commotion coming from the other side. Normally, you would ignore it, minding your business so as not to get into trouble but you overheard Rafe's voice.

"My bad man," You walk to the other side to see Pope on the ground with his knees to his stomach and arms to cover his face, beers scattered everywhere.

"What the fuck is going on here?" You yell, Pope scrambles to get up and swings at Rafe, Rafe stabs the gold club into Pope's gut and swings it back, slamming onto Pope's back as he's keeled over.

"Rafe, stop!" You scream, "Topper, stop him!"

You plead at Topper who looks just as shocked as you were, Topper just holds out his hands to calm him "Rafe, Rafe! Come on, man!"

You run over to Pope, falling to your knees "Pope, Hey it's me" You grab his face in your hands to check if he was conscious.

"Stay down, bitch!" Rafe shouts, You snap your head around furiously. You lay Pope's head down so he could recover on his own for a second, you get up and march up to Rafe. "You asshole, what the fuck is wrong with you?!" You slap him, he breathes out angrily.

You try to hone your anger but you couldn't at the sight of Pope laying there struggling to breathe or to even get up, Rafe mercilessly beat Pope to the ground and for what? You turn your back on him for a second thinking he wasn't worth it but then again he deserved what was coming to him. You used all your anger to used that force took a step back and swung your fist back, your right fist connecting with his left cheek. You were sure it would leave a bruise, you picked up a bit of sand and threw it at his eyes, using his momentary blindness you kneed him in the groin.

"Y/N that's enough!" Topper warned.

"It's enough when I say it's enough!" Topper stood between you and Rafe holding out an arm to stop you. Rafe seemed to recover grabbing the golf club, hitting the ground with it, letting out a battle cry.

You thought he would've hit you with it but Topper pushed him back, "Rafe, listen, come on, man."

Rafe walks away then, comes back again towering over you, crouched down beside Pope. You glare at him as he leaned closer to you both, "Hey, We don't want you here, got that?"

"Let them go, man," Topper weak attempt at controlling his friend.

"Stay off figure eight, Pogue." You gawk at him in distaste, Topper hangs back for a second looking at the damage Rafe caused, in shock.

"You better get out of here, Topper." You warn "Because I swear to god this is not over!"

You yell louder, "you hear that Rafe! I said this isn't fucking over!"

Pope gushes out blood from his mouth, you hold back tears that threaten to slip out your eyes, the sight of him too much to handle. You inhale shakily, knowing you have to pull yourself together, "Pope, C-can you help me help you stand up?"

"Y-yes," He says with a ragged breath.

You wrap his arm over your shoulders, holding his arm with your right and your left arm around his waist to help him walk.

Pope spoke through clenched teeth, "My dad's going to kill me."

"We'll worry about that later, let just get to the boat."

The walk to the boat was a quiet struggle, he couldn't hold his weight back as much but you managed to get by without coming across a lot of people. As soon as you got to where the boat was parked, you searched for a first aid kit. You already knew what to do from years of practice, cleaning up JJ's scrapes and cuts he got from his dad. You cleaned up Pope's cuts as best you could with what you had, while you waited for JJ to get back, Pope was silent as you finished throwing out the swabs of blood.

"Pope! Dude, you are not going to believe what just happened to me, man!" JJ comes running from the long pier, "Whoo! that was the best 100 bucks I've ever made!"

Pope starts up the boat and pulls out into the marsh the moment JJ stepped foot on the deck. "Oh, what's up princess!" He ruffles your hair, "When I say count me in on all these grocery deliveries, Pope, I mean it."

"How 'bout next time, you guys use the buddy system, yeah?"

"Wait, why?" JJ looks between you and Pope confused, "What's up with you? Bro, you good?"

"No, he's not good JJ," You cross your arms.

"Yo, what happened to your face, dude?" JJ lifts Pope's cap slightly, "Jesus! what happened?"

"Rafe and Topper jumped me," Pope replied. "They said no pogues on their side of the island," The memory of Rafe crouched next to you and Pope, spitting out those words made your blood boil, it made you wish you hit Rafe more than what you already did.

"What are you gonna do?" JJ asked, "Hold up, they didn't touch you did they?" JJ grabs you by the shoulders inspecting you top to bottom.

"No, but I made sure Rafe wouldn't ever try to." You scoffed, "I don't think I could've given him the same damage though."

"You were great, Y/N, thanks." Pope gave you a pain-filled smile.

JJ pulls you closer with his arm around your shoulder, "so, what's the plan?"

"This is war Pope, they hit us, we hit them," Pope dives into the water. The plan ended up being to sink Topper's very expensive boat. You stay hidden by the wheel, out of sight out of mind, and JJ is a lookout with his sunglasses and bandana.

Pope pulls himself back into Heyward's boat, waving the piece he stole from Topper's boat.

"I'm so proud of you right now," JJ smiles triumphantly.

"Guys, you can't tell anybody," Pope states, staring at both of you directly.

"Oh, no yeah totally dude," JJ agrees.

"No, I'm serious, dude. Not Kie, not John B, nobody" He says seriously, "Y/N that goes for you too. I know John B's your brother and all but not a word,"

"Please, as if I tell John B everything, my lips are sealed." You mock zipping your lips and throwing away the key. "Yeah, what she said, now give me that," JJ demands Pope to hand over the thing Pope stole from the luxurious boat.

JJ tosses it far into the marsh, "Okay, let's get outta here!"

You watch as Toppers boat sinks into the water, as you leave.

~~~

The moment you stepped on land, you threw some random excuse at JJ and Pope telling them you'll see them later at the chateau. You were close enough to the spot, sprinting and hoping he was there. You carried your pepper spray and self-defense knife in your bag wherever you go, so if he tried anything you would be ready.

Lo and behold he was sitting with a flask in hand. "Oh ho, look who it is!" He shouts dramatically, something he did a lot you were coming to realize.

"What the hell is wrong with you, Rafe?"

"What's wrong with me?" He looked bewildered "Your friend comes to my side of the island and expects there not to be consequences."

"He was doing his job, you daddy's little bitch boy!" You shove him back once he got too close when you climbed your way to the top.

He snatches your wrist, bumping your chest into his, you fight against his hold. He holds strength in the one hand he's holding you with, he searches your face caressing it from your temple to your cheek. You stare back furiously yet in curiosity, he roughly squeezes your cheeks, "You really test my patience, angel."

"I hate you," You spat.

"Then why are you here?"

You jerk yourself out of his grip, "to tell you that our deal is off."

"You can't do that!"

"Yes, I can," You go to climb down the ladder, once again Rafe reaches for your wrist stopping you. "Our deal wasn't legally fucking binding, Rafe, let me go!"

He does as you say, once you reach the ground he yells out "You're going to regret this, Pogue!"

~~~

The sun is setting as You rush into the chateau to change and catch some waves with Pope, JJ Kie, and John B who are already in the water, sitting on their boards. The rest of the evening was spent surfing with the pogues, you weren't the best surfer but you tried and it was a fun hobby. JJ taught you how to ride a surfboard, he taught you almost everything you know funnily enough. If it wasn't for the painful feelings you have for him he would've been like a brother to you, though that spot has been taken up by Pope. But even though he'd always be the best friend you were in love with, you knew JJ had always thought of you as a sister.

One day, John B suspected something was going on between you and JJ confronted him about it. They didn't know you were right around the corner when you heard JJ say that what John B was suspecting was weird and that you were like the little sister he never had. And just like that moment with the letters, your heart broke for the second and final time. After that you never thought to assume he returned your feelings, you simply went on with how you would usually act with JJ knowing it didn't mean anything nor will it ever mean anything more to him.

All the touching and the nicknames and the flirting was just JJ being JJ. Now, you were just left with these strong unreciprocated emotions always hoping for more.

You became distracted, slipping from your board, crashing down into the water. "Woah, you almost caught that!" Kie exclaiming, referencing the mid-size wave that caused your fall.

"You good?" JJ called out to you.

"Yeah, I'm just gonna go in," You paddle to shore.

You swipe your towel from the tree branch you left it on, wrapping it around yourself then sat down at the root of the tree. You felt the urge to read your book now that you were sitting and waiting for the others, "Yo, you good?" JJ strolls up to you.

"Yeah, 'M tired" You yawned "the blow made me realize how exhausted I actually am."

He nodded, "We're gonna head out right now if you wanna head to the twinkie, could give you a piggyback ride?" He offered.

"Sure, we haven't done that in a while" You got up dusting off the towel you had still wrapped around you. "I just have to get my clothes and book," JJ waves the book you left on top of your clothes on the beach. "Oh, these?"

"Hand them over, J" You held out a hand, he only passed you the book. "My clothes?" you asked expectantly.

"Ah ah ah," He waves a nagging finger. "You're gonna have to catch me first," You shifted your weight on one foot placing a hand on your hip. "What are we five?"

"Is that any way to talk to someone who has your life in their hands?"

"You have my shorts and top JJ," You deadpanned. "I could go back home like this if I wanted to."

"Great, I like you better this way anyway." He sized you up and took a step closer, making you step back against the trunk of the tree.

"Watch yourself, J" You leaned towards him, "Wouldn't want JB seeing you flirt with his dear baby sister."

"Y/N, you're only a year younger than us," He says running a hand through his hair.

"Tell him that," You look to your left where you see John B, Pope, and Kiara coming from the water laughing about something. "For the record, I like you better this way too," You eye him up and down the same way he did to you. You took a step closer to him, your eyes stuck on his ocean blue ones like a trance. His eyes flickered to your lips then back to your eyes, "What're you doing?" You whispered.

He broke out of the bubble that had formed around you both, "Nothing princess." He hands you, your clothes and walks away. You quickly slip on your shirt and shorts, running to catch up with JJ who wasn't too far away, you use your momentum to jump. He catches you with a slight fumble, "think I was gonna let you out of the piggyback ride?"

"No," He chuckles "of course not."

You wrap your arms around his neck and lean your head against his, enjoying the walk.

~~~

"You really think it's out there?" Pope who was still skeptical, asked "Like no bullshit?"

You and JJ sat on the hammock, Kie, Pope, and John B sat around in chairs.

"I think I do," John B answered.

"Only one way to find out," Pope and John B did the secret handshake.

"Look we're gonna find it y'know," Kie speaks up.

"Even JJ believes," You add. Soon regretting it, "Oh my God, JJ, do you really believe?" John B mocks you.

"Totally, wait, are we talking about four mil?"

"Four hundred mil," you all clarify in unison.

"Jinx," You and Kie say at the same time. "I'm gonna dream about shipwrecks," JJ shifts to his side. "Goodnight birdshit!"

You travel on Heyward's boat at the direct location of the coordinates, you each were tasked with something to keep watch of.

JJ was steering the boat, Pope was looking at the drone screen, John B was shouting at instructions at JJ on where to keep the boat, You and Kie were keeping track of the line you had to bring the drone down on.

"Four hundred feet!" You call out. You bring down another couple of feet of the bright yellow line, "The tide's turning."

"Hey, JJ, ten seconds easy," John B says.

"Copy that," He calls back out.

"JJ, 20 seconds mid-speed, all right? south."

"Keep the tether out of the prop!" JJ states. The begins to get harder to move with the current, "I'm trying!"

"Okay, 700 feet!" The sky is now a dark gloomy gray, clouds surround the sky, this not ideal weather to be doing this. You all feel the storm coming, but you all can't leave now. Thunder crashes in the sky, "900 feet!"

"JJ, we're gonna turtle in this storm, man." John B voices.

"920!" You exclaim. John B shouts out more directions to JJ, Kie helps you after seeing you struggle with the line. "John B, there's too much current, we're gonna lose it!"

The boat comes to a steady stop, you hear beeping coming from the tablet John B is holding. "C'mon Pope, what'd you see?" he pleads.

"Nothin'. A whole lot of nothin'"

"Y/N!" Pope shouts. You shout back, "960, 970, 980!" The line almost runs out until Pope declares, "I'm at the bottom! I'm at the bottom!"

You, Kie, Pope, and John B stare at the screen, the sunken ship with barnacles and rust pops up on the screen as the camera swims around it.

John B smiles "It's the royal merchant."

Chapter 4

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