#babydaddy!jj

[princessbrunette]

babydaddy!jj would be so soft l!! I think even if you guys weren’t officially together, he’d insist on you too living together. yanno… to save money and support each other and totally not so he can you underneath him anytime you need to unwind

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oooofff jj eventually moving you in together, ‘for the babies sake’. but its because he’s obviously head over heels for you still (as are you, but you’re still being stubborn) and he just wants to prove himself. he can’t believe he got you to agree to it, but when you do — he does everything he can to make your life easier.

thinking specifically about him picking up double shifts at his linecook job to make you a little extra money, coming home at night when the babies in bed asleep and you’re in the kitchen cleaning up in your little night gown :( he’s all greasy in that white tshirt and backwards cap, looking too good for your liking as he leans against the kitchen island making conversation with you.

“she been alright with the whole teething thing?” he watches you as you continue to wipe down the surfaces, doing everything in your power to not look at him.

“mhm. a little bit of fussing today but i think it’s settling down.” you answer and he nods, fixing his hat as he rounds the counter slowly.

“and uh, what about you? you all good? any stress you wanna tell me about?” he looms over you and you freeze up a little for a second before continuing to wipe the same spot over and over.

“uh… i’m good.” it comes out in a whisper and he smirks.

“thats bull.” he nearly laughs and you turn to look up at him, all guilty and doe eyed. “look, this is why i moved in with you, right? i’mma take all that stress away, mama. just let me.” his eyes dart between yours and you stare unsurely.

“…really?”

“mmmhm.” he hums, low in his throat. “you forget that i know you. inside out. you tellin’ me you’d say no to some head right now? ‘cus… i’on know ‘bout you but i missed having my head b’tween this pretty mamas thighs.”

you let out a shaky breath, one you didn’t know you was holding.

“jay.” you warn in a whine and he places his hands on your hips, massaging the skin you didn’t even know felt sore and tired until he did.

“c’mon. how ‘bout i get you creamin’ on these fingers, i make you a little snack, and then you get some good sleep. m’not workin’ tomorrow so… i got the mornin’ shift at home. you can sleep in.” his eyes dart between yours and you feel your knees nearly buckle if it wasn’t for him holding you. your eyes fill with tears and you nod, unable to even speak at the sheer amount of relief you felt.

“yeah? aw don’t cry. told you m’here to help you. not a liar, not last time i checked anyway.” he chuckles, leading you to the bedroom.

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[maybejj]

The Beginning of Us. Part 1

babydaddy!rafe x sweetheart!reader

summary: You and Rafe were high school sweethearts that continued into college however Rafe went down the wrong path and you found out you were pregnant. 3 years later finds you and Rafe trying to navigate co-parenting your 2 year old son while overcoming life’s obstacles and past experiences.

warnings: mention of drugs, I think that’s it?

word count: 1.1k

“Mommy look at my tractor!” You hear your two year old son call to you from the other side of the room. You were distracting yourself from the fact Rafe was coming over to pick up Asher, the son you shared.

You turn towards him and gently smile. Asher was a spitting image of his dad. The only thing he inherited from you were your green eyes, everything else was all his father. The dimples, the blonde hair, the little smirk he got on his face right before he was about to do something he shouldn’t, his attitude. God, it was all Rafe. It use to make you emotional after you and Rafe broke it off but you’ve had time to move on. It doesn’t hurt as bad anymore.

“I see your tractor baby. It’s your favorite color.” You grinned at him and he returned it with his own goofy grin. Everything you did these days was to provide for your son. Making sure he had the best of the best and Rafe made sure of it as well. Your relationship with Rafe may have ended but you two try to put your differences aside to take care of Asher.

You and Rafe got together when you were 15. High school sweethearts, the power couple, the relationship everyone envied in high school. You were great together in high school. You were the couple that loved public displays of affection, always all over each other no matter the setting. Rafe was always so attentive to you, always so sweet and caring. You always listened to him and helped him express his emotions and feelings, especially when it came to his dad. There was never any arguing. Disagreements were common in any relationship and you definitely had those but you both never yelled at each other. You would work through any problems calmly to come to a solution. College was a different story.

You both went to UNC Chapel Hill and the first 3 months were unreal. The freedom of moving away from Kildare felt so good. You had your own dorm room, as did Rafe. You were both freshman at the time so your plans to have an apartment together was ruined by the college rules but you still made time for each other. Rafe was studying business, you were studying art. You thought you had the world at your fingertips. That was, until Rafe got into a fraternity. It didn’t take long at all until you noticed the shift in him. The staying out later than normal, lying to you about where he was, going to parties every night, ditching plans with you more often than not. When he did make time to come to your dorm to say sorry for the night before, he smelled like liquor and his eyes were red around the edges. He constantly rubbed his index finger under his nose, almost rubbed raw. He wouldn’t look you in the eyes when he spoke to you. You weren’t stupid, you knew he was getting into stuff he shouldn’t and you told him as such. He immediately would blow up on you saying it was none of your business. It was a never ending cycle that went on for months. One night it become too much when you found two bags of Coke in his truck glove box.

The front door opening pulled you from your thoughts. Rafe entered the apartment with several bags in his hands. Asher immediately dropped his tractor and ran to his father, grabbing onto his pant leg and jumping up and down.

“Hey little man, you look like you’ve been busy today.” Rafe gently smiled down at him while holding the bags in his hands away from the little toddler attached to his leg.

Asher only nodded multiple times and continued hugging his leg. Rafe didn’t move from his spot in the doorway, just gazing down at his son with a soft smile on his face. You watched silently from the other side of the room. Rafe only let his guard fully down around Asher, his son bringing out the best in him. You truly believed Asher was the only thing that saved Rafe from an overdose.

Rafe looked away from his son and met your gaze. The smile left his face and the solemn expression took over again. He nodded in your direction and lifted his hand holding the bags, “Got some stuff from the store I thought you might need.”

“You didn’t have to do that.” You shook your head. Every time he came over he would bring bags of stuff he thought you or Asher might need; baby wipes, deodorant, your favorite shampoo, Asher’s favorite snacks, your favorite candy. He did it every time and every time you told him he didn’t have to do it. Rafe would just give you a flat look, shake his head, and change the subject.

Rafe exhaled softly and said your name which had you swallowing thickly. The way he said your name after all these years still caused butterflies in your stomach.

Asher seemed to be getting bored of not getting attention and detached himself from Rafe’s leg. He reached his chubby hands above his head to grab one of the bags Rafe was holding, “I take it Daddy. I strong for mommy.”

You and Rafe laughed as he took one of the bags and set it on the chair in the living room. Rafe followed Asher’s steps and laid the rest of the bags down for you to go through later.

“You got your bag ready, little man?” Rafe raised his eyebrows in Asher’s direction and the toddler quickly scrambled down the hall to his room. You waited until Asher was out of sight until you turned back to Rafe.

“I know I don’t have to say this but I feel better when I do,” You made eye contact with Rafe. “Please be careful.”

Rafe nodded slightly, raising his hand to run across his jaw. Rafe knew you worried a lot about Asher, he’d gotten better with dealing with it and not getting so frustrated. It use to piss him off because he thought you didn’t trust him with his own son but it was deeper than that. You and Asher had been through a lot and Rafe knew firsthand what it did to you. You knew Rafe would protect Asher with his life, he’d done it before. You just couldn’t help but think about past experiences every time Rafe took him for an outing but you were trying to get better.

“You know we will. I’ll bring him back before dinner.” Rafe promised before you both were interrupted by the bundle of energy barreling through the living room with his Spider-Man backpack dragging behind him.

“Let’s go daddy!” Asher grabbed Rafe’s hand and drug him to the front door. He waved his hand half heartedly in your direction and pulled his father out of the apartment, leaving you alone with your thoughts.

[outermaybanks]

calm after the storm - toxic!ex!babydaddy!jj wants you back so bad it makes him look stupid :( a/n: i would like to give a HUGE thank you to @redhead1180 for the baby names i owe you a million kisses <3 18+ smut, p in v, unprotected sex

JJ had never been in your forever plan, at least not after the first breakup. Sometimes you couldn’t help but wonder how different your life would’ve been had you just had a stronger resolve. Over 3 years in total when you had gotten pregnant, on and off, but the off periods never lasted long; you and JJ just couldn’t stay away from each other.

You had been broken up for about 2 weeks when you found out you were 6 weeks pregnant with your daughter. You and JJ tried to make it work for the remaining 7 and a half months, but something in him always knew how to piss you off, and something in you practically challenged him to do so, so the last month of your pregnancy, you called it off, “For good this time. I mean it, JJ,” you had told him. Of course he didn’t believe you, why should he?

But you made good on your word, at least, more so than you had in the past. You went six whole months without caving, and when you did cave, finally letting JJ back into your bed, you made sure to tell your daughter’s father that it didn’t change anything; you still weren’t together.

Now, your beautiful daughter Lilly was over a year old, and somehow you and JJ made co-parenting work despite not being together, but you’d be lying if you said you didn’t still get pangs of jealousy when the other moms at the park checked him out. What you didn’t know was JJ felt the same way, constantly, just knowing you were ‘single’ drove him nuts.

Before Lilly, sure, JJ had wandering eyes, he never actually cheated, at least not by having sex with anyone else, but in the past, you had caught girls in his dms, and while he never explicitly gave them a chance, he didn’t do much to reject them either. But once you brought his daughter into this world, there would never again be any doubt in his mind that you were the only one for him. 

So while you were mentally preparing for the day that JJ brought another woman over to meet your guys’ daughter, he was figuring out a way to get you back. 

So, here you were, waiting for JJ to come pick up Lilly for his weekend with her. Hair and makeup done because you were ready for a break from crying, breastfeeding, changing diapers, and worse of all, Lilly hadn’t stopped asking for da-da all day; you needed tequila.

When you heard the rumble of John B’s van (JJ started borrowing it for pick ups after you gave him a long lecture that babies cannot ride on motorbikes), you stood up, holding Lilly on your hip as you opened the door and stood in the doorway. 

JJ rolled his eyes the second he got out of the van and saw you, looking all pretty for someone that wasn’t him, but his grimace dropped the second he locked eyes with his daughter, who immediately started reaching for him.

“There’s my sweet girl, you miss daddy?” JJ cooed softly as he took her from your arms, smiling at her sweetly before he turned back to you, his eyes trailing up and down your silhouette before turning back to lovingly baby-talk to his daughter. “Why does mommy look like she’s trying to get me to give you a sibling, hm?” 

You rolled your eyes. “Not that it’s any of your business, Jesse,” you sneered, “but I’m going out tonight.” “With who?” JJ was quickly to ask, bouncing Lilly in his arms to keep her placated, his eyes focused on you.  “What part of none of your business did you miss?”

Now it was JJ’s turn to roll his eyes. “Whatever,” he said, grabbing her diaper bag and throwing it over his shoulder with the hand that wasn’t holding Lilly. “Call me when he can’t get you off.” 

Before Lilly, you would’ve chewed him out for saying something like that, so cocky, but now, he wasn’t just JJ, the annoying guy who unfortunately was your first love, but he was your daughter’s father, and for her benefit, you learned when to bite your tongue. Like now. 

When your girl friends showed up to drive you to the bar you couldn’t be more grateful for the break. Truthfully, you had been nervous about JJ being a father, going as far to offer him an ‘out’ when you told him the news, but he couldn’t have proved you more wrong. He read the books (skimmed) and got sober (on his days with her) and got a good paying job (and a few side hustles). He wasn’t a deadbeat dad, furthest from it. He was constantly texting you to ask if he could stop by before or after work, or when he was on break to see her, he gave you money even though you never took him to court, he bought things for her for his place and yours, and even bought stuff for you to make sure you were taken care of too. You had no worries about leaving JJ alone with Lilly for the whole weekend. 

You were two shots deep before you couldn’t get JJ off your mind, not worried about your daughter, or if he was struggling with her, oh no, this was different. You felt your thighs clench together when you picture the way he held Lilly earlier today. You can feel uncomfort between your legs when you remember his snide comment about giving Lilly a sibling. You down your third shot and pull out your phone, immediately opening your texts with JJ.

You: how’s Lil?

JJ is immediately texting back, only a second passing before the read time comes up.

JJ: need me already? You: i asked how our daughter is JJ: she’s fine already asleep. got the baby monitor on her.

You bit your lip as you tried to think of what you could say next, but before you had to struggle long, you felt your phone vibrate in your hand.

JJ: u coming home or what?

You quickly said goodnight to your friends, bumbling out an excuse about Lilly, and ordering an uber to JJ’s front door. 

When JJ pulled the front door back, it was with a cocky grin already plastered to his lips. 

“Knew you missed me,” he said, his voice low. “I wanted to check on Lilly…” you say, trying to feign innocence. “Lilly’s sleeping,” JJ replies, cocking his head slightly, calling your bluff. When you didn’t say anything, just stared at him with crossed arms, not wanting to give him the satisfaction, he let out a huff and opened the door wider, allowing you in. Without a word you went past him, you knew your way around JJ’s place like it was your own. You slowly opened the door to Lilly’s room, turning your head to look inside her crib. Like promised, she was sound asleep, in mismatched pajamas, but otherwise okay.

You slowly backed up, closing the door with you, but the second you heard the click of the door, JJ’s lips were on yours, his hand on your waist and pushing you against the adjacent wall. A part of you wanted to push JJ off of you out of spite, but the other part wanted him so bad, you couldn’t help but kiss him back. 

“There she is,” JJ mumbled against your lips between kisses. Your hand came up to his cheek, pulling him closer in an attempt to silence him. He quickly leaned down to put his hands underneath your thighs, pulling you up to carry you to his bedroom, closing the door with his foot before collapsing on top of you on the bed. 

“Knew you still wanted me,” JJ mumbled before his lips kissed down your jaw to your neck, quick to mark his territory. “Shut- up-” you mumble as you hold back small noises of satisfaction. “‘S okay… better even… you’ll always come home to daddy, won’t you, mamas?” JJ ask gruffly, his hands already moving to trail under your shirt and pull it up to your neck, freeing your breasts.

You stayed silent, well except for little huffs you couldn’t help but let out as the moment became more and more heated. But JJ wanted an answer. When your hands moved down to untie the strings to his plaid pajama pants, his hand enveloped yours, forcing you to stop. “Say it…” 

You bit your lip as you looked up at him, eyes flickering between his rapidly with need. “I’ll always come home to you daddy…” A smirk stretched its way across his lips as his fingers expertly untied his pajamas pants. “That’s right, mamas… no one else gonna fuck you like I do, you need this dick. Say it.”

“Need your dick, daddy,” you mumble, spreading your legs more for him, allowing him to slot himself right where he belonged as he flipped the hem of your skirt up. JJ pulled himself out of his boxers, his dick already hard in his hand as he slid his tip through your folds. “What do you need, baby?” At this point, you were annoyed. He knew what you wanted, why couldn’t he just get on with it?“You! JJ, I need you, please-”

That was all he needed to hear before slamming into you entirely, your head immediately falling back into the pillow. It had been a couple months since the last time you caved, but the stretch burned with delicious familiarity, something only JJ could give you. 

“Fuck! JJ-” you groaned, but he quickly shut you up by moving his hips. “You feel so fucking good, mamas… can’t believe this pussy gave me a baby…” he seethed out, his hips moving at a merciless pace. Small whines and whimpers left your mouth despite your attempts to quiet yourself, until finally you just bit down on JJ’s shoulders, clinging onto him for dear life while he fucked you the way only he could. “Think it could give me another?” you didn’t miss his mumbled words.

“Shut up-” you panted out, wrapping your legs around his waist to encourage him to go deeper. “Want a boy this time…” JJ said between small grunts that left his throat with each thrust. “Whatcha think ‘bout that, hmm baby? Little mini-JJ?”

He knew what his words would do to you, because that’s exactly how you ended up with Lilly. Your eyes rolled back as he hit particularly deep, pulling a loud moan from you. You’d give him whatever he wanted as long as he kept moving his hips, your orgasm already nearing.

“Gonna wake the baby, sweetheart. Gotta keep quiet for me, cupcake,” JJ said his voice low, partial groans escaping with his words. You had to bite down on your lip to keep yourself muffled, your fingertips digging into the flesh of his shoulders, pulling him down closer, giving him the perfect opportunity to press his lips to yours. The kiss was ravenous, like JJ might swallow you whole just to keep you here, and it was just what you needed to push you over the edge, his lips muffled your moans perfectly.

In the blinding pleasure of your orgasm, you didn’t feel him cum inside you, but once you were both laying side by side, panting unevenly, you slowly felt the warmth drip out of you.

“Are you fucking serious?” you said, not angry, more annoyed, sitting up on your elbows to look at him, his eyes focused on your face, a smile on his lips. “Told you I wanted a mini-me.”

[echobx]

Daddy? - babydaddy!JJ Maybank × pregnant!fem!reader

summary: y/n calls JJ "daddy" while talking to her baby-belly and JJ overhears and gets horny

word count: 621

warnings: smut, pregnancy, oral (fem receiving), daddy kink

author's note: dude, if I knew. it's short af is what it is.

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You are sitting on your bed, back against the headboard and head dipped to look at your rounded stomach. You're just about four months pregnant with your first child, and it starts to feel more and more real, especially with your belly finally growing. When JJ gets home and starts looking for you, he didn't expect you to be sitting in bed talking to yourself, or more to his child inside you. But when he hears you call him “daddy” he feels the heat rise in the pit of his stomach. “Hi, mama,” JJ greets you while walking into the room, heading straight for you and planting a wet kiss on your lips. “Hey,” you hum against him, your hands are holding onto his jaw and your eyes are fixed on his. “How was work?” “Same old,” he mumbles into another kiss, wanting nothing more than to devour you and hear you call him the D word again. You on the other hand have no idea why exactly he is being so needy, but you would never be caught dead complaining about it. With a few quick and precise moves, he has you lying completely naked in front of him, legs hanging off the edge of the bed and his knees planted in the carpet. His hands and arms are holding your legs in place, pushing them down to not have you move away from his touch. You're leaning up on your elbows, looking down at his lips kissing closer towards your aching cunt. JJ is like an addict when it comes to your pussy. He can't go a day without worshiping your cunt, especially not now that you are giving him a child. “I love you so much,” he breathes against your folds before kissing them, planting soft pecks all over you before licking a long stripe up your slit and stopping at your clit. You try to keep yourself up and watch him, but when his lips close around your clit, and he sucks it into his mouth, you are lost. “Oh God,” you moan, nearly screaming it as he starts to actually eat you out. Plunging his tongue into your core and brushing his nose against your clit. You can feel yourself getting close to your release, the knot in your stomach is growing tighter, and you feel like it could pop any second when JJ lifts his head and forces his fingers inside you, curling them up while looking at you. “Sit up, mama,” he says, and you try your best to do it too. Looking at him through hooded eyes and ecstasy that is flooding your brain. “Say it, and I'll let you come,” JJ demands. “What?” you're confused, unsure what he could mean. “What you called me to the baby. Say it again.” Your eyes widen, and the heat rises to your cheeks, as much as that is even possible with how much of a mess you already are. “Make me come,” you say, and he nods, “daddy,” you finish and he groans. “Fuck yes. And you better keep on saying that shit, baby.” He dips his head and sucks on your clit, while his fingers keep curling up inside you, working your poor cunt to her limit. You come with a scream, crying out his name as well as that “yes, daddy!” that he wanted to hear from you. And when you're done and lie there panting, he finds his place by your side, pulling you into him and filling your mind and soul with whispered musings, promises to be always there and be the perfect dad and husband to you, if you have him, and how could you ever say no to that. 

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[webbluvrsugar]

babydaddy!JJ taking your son to the beach

JJ was laidback, laidback enough to forget that he was taking your little boy to the beach, laidback enough to arrive at 6:00PM at your place when your son has already been crying all day because his ‘daddy’ didn’t come, and when seeing the tearful look on the kid’s face, he could help but beg you to let him take him, almost getting down one one knee and saying “Please, I — I know I fucked up but he’s my son, aight? I can’t see him sad like that.” to convince you, doing everything to get you to let him take the boy, and when you finally do and grab your son’s little chubby hand, saying that in fact, his dad came, he was just a little too late, the boy light up immediately, letting out cheerful sounds when placed on top of his shoulders.

“Make sure he has fun.” You tell him, no, demand, because if he makes his day suck after forgetting he was even meant to come, you’ll probably kill him, and he knows it.

“I — I will.” He nods intensely, making sure you can see he’s regretful.

“And don’t let him eat rocks, nor sticks, or sand, or fuckin — bugs, don’t let him eat bugs.” You point a finger at him, your son pushes it away and makes a ‘pshhhh’ sound, definitely influence from his father while you frown and correct him.

“Hey, I’m not that bad of a father!” He raises his hands, the kid slightly tilting on his shoulders before he tugs JJ’s blonde locks.

“Whatever, get him here before nine.” You sigh.

JJ nodded again, gulping as he turns away from you. “Ready to go punch some sharks?” He asks your kid, he smiles brightly, lightly slapping on his father’s shoulders.

“Yeaa!!” He giggles, his tiny arms shooting at the sky, JJ hypes him up, completely ignoring your wish as you shout ‘No punching!!’ to them, closing the door when they walk away.

JJ makes sure the kid has a great day as you said, he rolls him on the sand until they’re all dirty, plays catch with him as if he’s a pup because he doesn’t know what the fuck he’s doing, dunks the kid head first in the water, makes him fall by placing a foot in front of him, everything that he knows you would probably disapprove of before finally quieting down, gathering around some small wooden shop.

“Woaaaah look at that fucking board, buddy.” JJ whispers while dragging his kid closer to the store while they leave the beach. “Shit’s amazing!” He smiles in excitement, the little mini version of him smiles too.

“Shit’s amazing!” The toddler shouts, JJ immediately gets a frowny look from the cashier, as if reminding him directly of you, he gulps, stays silent before pulling the kid away.

“Yeah whatever, maybe let’s just… get you home to yo’mama.” He sighs, he can already feel that whenever they get to your place, he’s in trouble.

“Fucking board!” The kid repeats, flapping in excitement as he takes little steps towards the sand, his crocs long forgotten somewhere around the beach.

“Hey! Don’t say that again, and… start walking faster.” JJ picks up the kid on his arms, starting to run with the boy again.

When they get there, he’s got this huge, proud smile on his face, the boy’s hair is filled with sand, maybe a few tiny rocks, his clothes a bit wet too.

“Where are his crocs?” It’s the first thing you ask, tilting your head and raising a brow.

“Donated.” JJ smirks.

“To where?” You take a step forward.

“The ocean.” He chuckles, the kid leaves his grasp to stand at your side as you roll your eyes. “But hey, got him here before nine.” He points out.

You scoff, kneel down before your kid before asking him: “Did you have fun?” You smile and he nods, one hand coming to rub a mix of sand and dirt off his cheek. “Yeah? How was it?” You ask again, just to make sure, a little smile peers at his lips.

“Shit’s amazing!” He repeats, clapping and giggling before looking at his father.

You give JJ one short glance, he can feel his mood — and pride — fade right before your eyes.

“Yeah…. real rude woman at the beach, kept cursing, you wouldn’t believe it if you saw it,” he pauses, grabbing your face and pressing a peck to your lips as he slowly walks back.

“Which is why I have to go and you just… correct our little champ.”

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[joker-junior]

oh my god it all makes so much sense now. I'm like in awe. is alzhul the babydaddy?

ooc: thank you so much!! 🙏 and yeah he was, JJ has to break the news to him ;w;

[princessbrunette]

skejdjdjdd at the store with babydaddy!jj and your baby, and she’s crying because she saw a toy on the shelf and she wants it. “daddy will get it for you.” you cup the back of her head, looking to jj desperately who swivels round to you with a shocked and ‘she did not’ expression.

“the toy? yeah, uh — i am broke as hell.” he fishes into his pockets and finds a rogue 20 dollars, given to him as a tip at work and his face lights up, taking the baby out your arms as he holds it up. “luckily for you, people love daddy’s cooking!” he cooes to your daughter, walking her back to the shelf to grab the pink glittery whatever, referring to the tips he gets at his linecook job.

“thank you.” you mouth to him, the stress melting off your face. he hates that you were stressed at all. he gives you a humble one shouldered shrug and a little ‘it’s nothing’ smile as he passes you, gently putting his hand on your lower back for a moment as he passes you.

“you’re good mama. anything to help.” the habit of calling you mama never faded, especially after he knocked you up. it still gave you butterflies each and every time, and as you stare at him wandering down the aisle with your babygirl in his arms you can’t help but wish the two of you were together.

[princessbrunette]

babydaddy!jj — the moodboard ♡

[princessbrunette]

babydaddy!jj still being hopelessly in love with reader. constantly finding reason to be at her place, fixing anything if it breaks, having play dates with your daughter that lead you him sleeping over and waking up to you making him breakfast while he feeds your daughter. all the emotions come running back and he just knows he wants to make you his wife. maybe he’d just blurt it out because he can’t help himself

this. he is relentless. constantly showing up unannounced just to ask you the most random question.

୨ৎ . ⸝⸝ ! 🌙 ꒱

when you open the door you look all stressed and tired and you have coffee down your top and he just wants to make your life easier and help you so bad! cocomelon is on full blast, your baby is loudly babbling and shouting and you’re just simultaneously relieved at his presence but also stubborn, shaking your head at him. “jj this could have been a text.” you respond briskly and his eyes dart between you and your hallway before wedging himself through your door slightly.

“yeah, no for sure uh— i was just in the area, y’know how it is and my phone died so… hold on a minute, what’s this?” he points to the small side table in your hallway and you furrow your brows, too exhausted for the conversation.

“a table.” you answer in deadpan.

“well, you’re damn right about that— but look, right here. this!” he points to the corner. “you know, soon enough our lil girl is gonna start crawlin’ and when she does things like this are gonna be a total danger to her and her squishy head. what if she falls, huh? rams right into it? did’ya consider that?” he’s being totally theatrical, nudging his foot against the low table on the ground.

“i’m sure we’ll manage, jay—”

“nope. you got tape? i’m baby proofin’ the shit outta this house.” he slides into your home, walking straight through to the living room where you hear him greet your baby. “theres my favourite little gremlin!”

you lean against the wall for a second, disorientated from lack of sleep before following him in and dropping down on the couch. “the tapes in the kitchen drawer. just watch her for a little would you? just gonna close my eyes for a second.” you hum, sinking into the couch. you feel the seat dip beside you, and a hand on your arm.

“hey, you been gettin’ any sleep?” his voice is gentler now, concerned.

“m’fine.” you rasp, half asleep already. he sighs out his nose.

“di’nt i tell you to call me if you needed me to take her? dont gotta do this all by yourself, mama.” he softly reprimands and you shrug, too sleepy to argue and he lets it go, watching you for a moment.

you wake up, in your bed at around 2AM — JJ clearly having taken over for the whole night, putting you and the baby to sleep. you shoot up, disorientated and concerned, going to sprint from your bed but accidentally stepping on the blonde sleeping on the floor beside it.

“ow, jeez woman!” he groans, sitting up.

“jay— you, where’s —”

“asleep. you’re meant to be sleepin’ too. you knocked the hell out, aaand… i didn’t wanna wake you n’stuff so…” he explains, running a hand through matted hair. you blink yourself more awake, looking around before back at him.

“why are you down there?” you exasperate and he blinks back at you.

“uh…”

“‘can sleep in here with me jj, it’s fine. you put a baby in me for gods sake you don’t have to act so repulsed.” you grumble before rolling over to face the other way, making room for him. at this, he shoots up, appearing directly behind you in bed.

“hey, woah — quite the accusation there. s’not true, alright? i was being…respectful. that’s my bad.” he holds his hands up and you unclench your muscles slightly, relaxing more into the bed.

“‘kay.” your tone softens and so does he, laying down and getting comfortable beside you, staring at the ceiling. after a moment he speaks again, quietly.

“repulsed… yeah right, dude. i’m like the freakin’ opposite. you have no clue.”

in the morning he’s not by your side, but when you pad out into the kitchen — you find your baby in her high-chair, being spoon fed by her blonde father.

“look who it is, say riiiise and shine, mama.” jj, cheerful as ever grins as he spoons more mush into the babies mouth. she babbles out spitty sounds in retaliation, equally thrilled to see you. “yeah, close enough.” he chuckles, wiping the mess on her chin.

“good morning baby!” you coo, leaning forward to kiss her soft head. “and good morning daddy.” you gently place your hand on his back as you pass him making his heart skip a beat, watching you rifle the cabinet for your mug to make some coffee.

“oo, i remember when you used t’call me that.” he smirks to himself, spooning up more baby food and you whip your head around to give him a look.

“jj! not infront of the baby.” you huff, light heartedly and he holds up a hand.

“my bad, my bad.”

his smile doesn’t fade, and when you turn you back to pick out a mug — you grow one of your own.

୨ৎ . ⸝⸝ ! 🌙 ꒱

[princessbrunette]

jj with baby mama that he has a past with. like, they aren’t currently talking, a fight or something, and it’s real awkward. he’ll still show up to appointments but even the doctors like 🧍‍♀️

so they aren’t really talking, it’s awkward, ect. and then she’s calling him real late at night, and he’s picking up. they still love eachother, obvi, but just haven’t been showing it. and she’s just in tears, sobbing her eyes out in worry and panic about how she doesn’t want to give their kid a broken home, no family, ect. does he go to her 🥹

stopp omg i’ll cry rn :((

jj just sitting up in the middle of the night hearing his phone ringing and when he sees your name he panics a little because something must be wrong right? you’d never just call him randomly?

and he panics even more when he groggily picks up and hears your little cries on the other side of the phone, making him sit up a little more, waking up fully :(

“hey? woah talk to me, talk to me what’s happened?”

“nothings happened jj just— god, this was stupid i shouldn’t have called—”

“its okay, hey— what’s with the tears?”

“its just… god, okay. i’m here right now, all alone with this baby in my tummy and i just— i feel so alone. i’m doing this all by myself, and it’s scary, and— and i’m just screwing this kid over already because she’s gonna grow up in a broken home because you don’t even like me and i understand— im ruining your life right now i get it but —”

“woah, okay— pump the brakes. who said i didn’t like you?”

“well, i’m having your baby?”

his heart just breaks. your voice is just so small and scared and you’re blaming yourself when he’s the one who knocked you up and he just wants to slap himself. this was on him.

“babe.” he sighs, and it’s the first time he’s called you that since he put the baby in you. “this is all on me, alright? all of it. i was irresponsible, and i got a shitty pullout game, yeah? so let’s get that straight, none of this is on you.” he clarifies, and you hear him rub a hand over his face. “secondly i— of course i like you. shit, i more than like you. you’re carrying my baby. i love that little girl more than anything in this world already, and…. i’m sorry i’ve been super fuckin’ shitty. i think i was scared but like, that’s dumb because i’m not the one carrying it obviously so — long story short i should have been there for you. i… wanna be there for ya, kid.” he takes a breath.

there’s silence on the other end of the line for a bit, but he knows you’re still there because of the sniffles. “jj…”

“yeah?”

“can you come over?”

“i’m already half way out the door.”

[maybejj]

The Beginning of Us.

Part 2

babydaddy!Rafe x sweetheart!reader

summary: You and Rafe were high school sweethearts that continued into college however Rafe went down the wrong path and you found out you were pregnant. 3 years later finds you and Rafe trying to navigate co-parenting your 2 year old son while overcoming life’s obstacles and past experiences.

warnings: swearing, rafe checking out reader

word count: 1.5k

You had just put Asher down for a nap, quickly getting your stuff together by the door. Your best friend, Ashton, was opening her own bakery store today and you promised her that you would be there to help. You had called Rafe earlier in the week to make sure he was available to watch Asher while you were gone, you both had trust issues when it came to having anyone else watch your son after what happened the last time.

When you had called Rafe, he said he was free to watch Asher, that he didn’t have anything else going on. That wasn’t the case. After you got off the phone, he immediately rescheduled all his meetings that fell on that Friday morning. His Dad was pissed off with him because of it but he couldn’t care less. His family, his son, came first. He would always be there for his son and you, if you’d let him.

Ever since Asher was born, he made a promise to himself that he would clean up his act and make up for how he treated you while you were pregnant with his son. He had a long way to go but he was trying.

You were putting your earrings on in the bathroom when you heard him come in. You could hear him set his stuff down on the counter in the kitchen before coming to find you.

Rafe came into view of the bathroom doorway, looming over you. He couldn’t help himself, his eyes traveled your figure. You were wearing a baby blue sundress that came down to your knees. The top half was tighter than the bottom, making your breasts sit very nicely, snug. The v-neck wasn’t too deep, just enough to leave your imagination running wild and his definitely was. You were beautiful, that was the simplest way to put it. Your figure had changed since you were together in high school and college but damn, you never looked better. If anything, he found you more attractive after birthing his son.

“Again, I’m sorry this is kinda late notice. I only told you about it a couple days ago. It completely slipped my mind until Ashton called me the other day and that’s when I called you-” You continued to ramble on until Rafe’s deep voice stopped you mid sentence.

“Don’t have to apologize, you’re allowed to have a life. Besides, this gives me an excuse to show Asher some new tractor catalogs I got in the mail the other day.” Rafe smiled at you, leaning against the doorway, “Little man asleep?”

You nodded while fluffing your hair and giving yourself one more glance over in the mirror. You were about to leave the bathroom but when you turned you noticed some of your hair sticking out of place.

“Shit,” you muttered to yourself. You turned back to the mirror and picked up your comb. Your hair was curled lightly but it had been giving you trouble all morning.

“You look good, stop stressing. You’re going to be late.” Rafe murmured, rolling his eyes half heartedly. You stopped with the comb halfway to your hair, slightly blushing after his comment.

Your relationship with Rafe was complicated. You were together for three years before you broke it off. You were done watching him waste his life away with drugs and alcohol in college but shortly after you ended things, you found out you were pregnant. To put it nicely, he was a complete asshole while you were pregnant. He wasn’t there for the appointments, the cravings, the hormones, the complications towards the end. The drugs took over his life and he took it out on you while you were the most vulnerable you had ever been.

Once Asher was born though, that’s when it changed. Rafe barely made it to the hospital when you went into labor but once he was allowed to see Asher for the first time? You swear you watched something switch in him. You didn’t even have to say anything to him, he said it for you.

He had tears in his eyes while holding his son for the first time, Asher was sleeping with his head resting on Rafe’s chest. You were watching them closely. You didn’t know if Rafe was currently high or not but you wanted him to at least see his son for the first time.

With silent tears running down his face, Rafe turned to you in the hospital bed, “I’m going to get better. For him. For you. I’m done. I don’t want my son growing up and seeing his father like this. He deserves better and so do you. I’m going to prove it to you.”

After he left the hospital that night, he checked himself into a six week rehab facility and stuck to his word. He hadn’t drank or done drugs since. He was slowly restoring your faith in him. It took a while to get where you were today but he was still determined to prove himself to you and Asher, he never stopped. While he was a good dad and a better person today, it was still hard to forget how he treated you while you were pregnant with his son. You tell yourself that’s why you weren’t together now. You had convinced yourself you both were better off just co-parenting.

Your phone ringing in the other room caught both of your attention, both of your heads snapping in the direction of the living room.

You excused yourself from the bathroom, brushing against Rafe as you made your way to your phone. You smiled as you answered, “I swear I’m about to leave.”

“You better be, I’m stressing out over here and I need my best friend ASAP!” Ashton’s hurried voice came across the phone.

“Deep breaths, I’m saying goodbye to Asher and then I’m heading your way. You’re going to do great.” You grabbed your purse as you put your phone against your ear and shoulder, sliding your sandals on at the same time.

“Give my namesake a hug and kiss for me! See you soon babe.” Ashton quickly said before hanging up. You had name your son after Ashton. You had been friends with her since you were 10 years old. You did everything together, including going to the same college. She was also there the entire time you were pregnant, taking you to every appointment and drying your tears.

You laughed before shoving your phone in your purse. Rafe had taken a spot on the couch and was trying to find a good channel to settle on. He raised his eyebrows in your direction when he saw you walking towards Asher’s room.

“I’m just going to poke my head into his room and give him a kiss. Thats all.” You shrugged nonchalantly.

Rafe snorted, “If you’re in a hurry, I wouldn’t do that. You know it’ll wake him up.”

“Maybe but I have to say goodbye to my baby. And we both know you’re just as excited as him, if not more, to show him the tractor magazines.” You turned around and faced him while you talked, still walking backwards to your son’s room.

Rafes loud laugh followed you into Asher’s room as you opened the door. The room was painted red and blue, his favorite colors due to Spider-Man being his favorite superhero. You walked over to his bed, crouching down to his height. He was laying on his stomach, his arms and legs flopped crazily. You brushed his blonde hair away from his face and kissed his cheek.

“Mommy loves you so big baby.” You murmured. While he hadn’t been a planned baby, he was the best thing that ever happened to you.

Asher stirred gently at your hand against his face, his bright green eyes looking up at you. He instantly started waking up, a sleepy smile forming on his face. You smirked, Rafe was going to have so much fun chasing him around the apartment.

“Hi mommy,” Asher took one of his chubby hands and put it against your cheek. You turned your head and kissed the inside of his hand.

“Guess who’s here?”

Asher shot up so fast it nearly gave you whiplash.

“Daddy?!”

Before you could reply, Asher was running out of the room. You heard Rafe grunt from the living room while you started making your way back to them. When you got to the living room, you saw Rafe being smothered in a bear hug by Asher. Rafe just gave you a look that said, ‘I told you so’ while hugging Asher back.

“Alright I’m heading out now. Be good for daddy, Asher.” You blew Asher a kiss from the front door.

Rafe and Asher stopped what they were doing and looked your way. Rafe had a slight blush to his cheeks he was praying you couldn’t see and Asher was scrambling off the couch to get to you.

Asher barreled into your leg, “Bye Mommy!”

You ruffled his hair and hugged him back as best you could while he was hanging onto your leg, “See you later, baby.”

You sent Rafe a smirk. Asher was awake and full of energy now, he was going to have his hands full.

“Good luck.” You glanced at Rafe while he gave you a flat look. You laughed while you double checked one last time to make sure you had everything and stepped out the door.

[maybejj]

Was not expecting all the love for the babydaddy!Rafe fic wow 🥹🫶🏻 part 2 should be up later tonight. I’ve been up all night plotting out the backstory and future ideas ☺️

btw I’ve changed the picture for The Beginning of Us about a million times lmao

[princessbrunette]

thinking about being that one young mother that had a baby when she turned 20, and now walks around with the cutest toddler on her hip that looks just like her.

when it all went down you were isolated, abandoned by most of your friends and family. people talked about you, because that’s just how things were in the obx— word spreads and people judge. but never jj maybank, jj knew what it was like to be judged for his situation.

he’d always thought you were cute, and always defended you to those who had cruel words to say about your life, even thought he hadn’t really talked to you much since high school.

after the storm, he offers to do your groceries for you and deliver them. it was the least he could do, as everyone had taken a hit and you were already struggling. he was chatty, and to a girl who felt alone that was the best thing he could be. he’d swing by, carry all the bags up to the sixth floor of your apartment building when the elevator wasn’t working because no one around was paying generator money. your baby girl was always happy to see him, a giant toothless grin spreading on her face when he’d walk in, clumsily dropping whatever toy she was teething on and waving her fat fist in the air as greeting.

you’d smile from the sidelines as he’d gasp, elated each and every time — bending at the knees right infront of her. “there she is, the cutest toddler in the whole world. what we playing with today, huh? is that hello kitty? you know you’re just like your momma.”

he was charming, and you’d soften at the way he was with her. which is how you ended up looping him in to help you with just about anything else when he offered. complaining about car trouble? he’s telling you that he’ll take a look and fix things up for you. if he walks in and sees you struggling with some ikea furniture on the floor, best believe he’s staying an extra hour or so to set it up for you. he even uses his mastery in acting and manipulation for you on the landlord when the slight mould problem on the bathroom wall still hasn’t been fixed. it was nothing to him, he wanted to help. more so, wanted to be around you.

his favourite way to help you came later on in your ‘friendship’, on nights where your baby was allowed to stay with her dad. you’d always hated those nights, too used to her being around, too worried about her. it took you everything to not pick up your phone and text your babydaddy for the fifth time that evening just to check everything was okay. to stay occupied, you text jj — invite him over on a whim.

he turns up with a toolbox, thinking there’s something he needs to fix but instead finds you pacing your kitchen with a glass of red wine. jj being jj, knows just what to do upon hearing your predicament. you needs to relax, take your mind off things for a bit — which is how he ends up with his arms wrapped around your legs, with you naked and slightly tipsy sat on his face. after letting you grind your slippery cunt on his mouth he’s rolling you onto your back to finish the job, knowing you just need someone to take control to get you out your head.

“just gotta relax for me, mama. ‘think some you time is very much needed huh? want you to turn that brain off for once, okay. just… trust someone. let papa do the thinkin’, yeah?” he soothes you as he holds your thighs open, hole drooling and clenching around nothing.

“always look a—after me, jj.” you’re a little emotional, one mewl from crying but he understands. you must’ve had no idea how badly you needed this.

“i know. always will, uh— if you’ll let me.” he pulls his lips from you for a second to look up at you sincerely, backwards hat still shoved on his head.

“yeah.” you whisper and he grins, adjusting the cap in question before heading back down.

“well alright then. let’s get this pretty thing cummin’, how ‘bout that?”

[echobx]

Kinktober 2024

author's note: this collection contains a multitude of specific warnings, including darker subjects like cnc and dub-con. for more accurate warnings please refer to the works themselves as they will go in more depth with it than what I will list here.

all works were written before October 1st and have in no way shape or form any correlation to what will happen/is happening in s4.

this series is obviously 18+ and I do not take responsibility for your reading choices, especially when you are a minor choosing to read this.

posting time: 1pm (GMT+1) // 7am (EST)

𝕆𝕟𝕖 - Rivalry

⚠︎ pairing: Rafe Cameron × fem!reader

⚠︎ theme/kinks: smut, hate fucking, anal

⚠︎ word count: 778

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𝕋𝕨𝕠 - There's a first for everything

⚠︎ pairing: JJ Maybank × fem!reader

⚠︎ theme/kinks: smut, pegging, sub!JJ

⚠︎ word count: 1k

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𝕋𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕖 - The Bra

⚠︎ pairing: bsf!JJ × fem!reader

⚠︎ theme/kinks: smut, tit fucking, oral (male receiving)

⚠︎ word count: 352

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𝔽𝕠𝕦𝕣 - Everyone has a Price pt.1

⚠︎ pairing: Rafe Cameron × virgin!fem!reader

⚠︎ theme/kinks: suggestive language, mild banter

⚠︎ word count: 2.5k

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𝔽𝕚𝕧𝕖 - Games

⚠︎ pairing: Pope Heyward × fem!reader

⚠︎ theme/kinks: smut, semi-public (audible over headset), p in v (protected)

⚠︎ word count: 958

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𝕊𝕚𝕩 - NSFW Alphabet Sunday

⚠︎ character: Rafe Cameron

⚠︎ theme/kinks: nsfw headcanons

⚠︎ word count: 1.3k

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𝕊𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟 - Double the Fun (part of this au)

⚠︎ pairing: Rafe Cameron & JJ Maybank × fem!polyam!reader

⚠︎ theme/kinks: smut, dvp, double creampie

⚠︎ word count: 902

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𝔼𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 - stripper!JJ headcanons

⚠︎ pairing: stripper!JJ × fem!reader

⚠︎ theme/kinks: fluffy, tiny bit smut

⚠︎ word count: 50 points

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ℕ𝕚𝕟𝕖 - Big Boy

⚠︎ pairing: Rafe Cameron × fem!reader

⚠︎ theme/kinks: smut, loss of virginity

⚠︎ word count: 1k

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𝕋𝕖𝕟 - NO WORKS ON SHOW DAY

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𝔼𝕝𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟 - Everyone has a Price pt.2

⚠︎ pairing: Rafe Cameron × virgin!fem!reader

⚠︎ theme/kinks: light miscommunication, angsty with fluff

⚠︎ word count: 2.2k

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𝕋𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕧𝕖 - Daddy?

⚠︎ pairing: babydaddy!JJ × pregnant!fem!reader

⚠︎ theme/kinks: smut, daddy kink, oral (fem receiving)

⚠︎ word count: 621

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𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕣𝕥𝕖𝕖𝕟 - NSFW Alphabet Sunday

⚠︎ character: Pope Heyward

⚠︎ theme/kinks: nsfw headcanons

⚠︎ word count: 1.9k

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𝔽𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕥𝕖𝕖𝕟 - The Spins

⚠︎ pairing: bsf!JJ Maybank × fem!reader

⚠︎ theme/kinks: smut, high sex

⚠︎ word count: 1.5k

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𝔽𝕚𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕖𝕟 - Sleepy Girl

⚠︎ pairing: Rafe Cameron × fem!reader

⚠︎ theme/kinks: smut, somnophilia, cnc

⚠︎ word count: 482

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𝕊𝕚𝕩𝕥𝕖𝕖𝕟 - Post Game Stress Relief (part of this series)

⚠︎ pairing: Leo Grecco × fem!reader

⚠︎ theme/kinks: smut, oral (male receiving)

⚠︎ word count: 1.3k

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𝕊𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕖𝕟 - The Experiment

⚠︎ pairing: Pope Heyward × fem!reader

⚠︎ theme/kinks: smut, semi-public (audible over headset), p in v (protected)

⚠︎ word count: 960

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𝔼𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕖𝕖𝕟 - Everyone has a Price pt.3

⚠︎ pairing: Rafe Cameron × virgin!fem!reader

⚠︎ theme/kinks: smut, loss of virginity, oral (fem receiving), handjob, fingering, fluffy

⚠︎ word count: 2.8k

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ℕ𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕥𝕖𝕖𝕟 - Private Chef Maybank

⚠︎ pairing: JJ Maybank × fem!reader

⚠︎ theme/kinks: cooking with cum

⚠︎ word count: 556

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𝕋𝕨𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕪 - NSFW Alphabet Sunday

⚠︎ character: Leo Grecco

⚠︎ theme/kinks: nsfw headcanons

⚠︎ word count: 1.3k

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𝕋𝕨𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕪-𝕆𝕟𝕖 - Dream Job

⚠︎ pairing: boss!Rafe Cameron × secretary!fem!reader

⚠︎ theme/kinks: smut, oral (male receiving), cock warming

⚠︎ word count: 472

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𝕋𝕨𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕪-𝕋𝕨𝕠 - The Lego Set

⚠︎ pairing: Pope Heyward × fem!Kook!reader

⚠︎ theme/kinks: smut, overstimulation, praising

⚠︎ word count: 1.3k

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𝕋𝕨𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕪-𝕋𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕖 - vampire!girlfriend headcanons

⚠︎ part 1: Pope Heyward

⚠︎ part 2: JJ Maybank

⚠︎ part 3: Rafe Cameron

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𝕋𝕨𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕪-𝔽𝕠𝕦𝕣 - Morning Sex

⚠︎ pairing: JJ Maybank × fem!reader

⚠︎ theme/kinks: smut, morning sex, voice kink

⚠︎ word count: 953

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𝕋𝕨𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕪-𝔽𝕚𝕧𝕖 - Everyone has a Price pt.4

⚠︎ pairing: Rafe Cameron × virgin!fem!reader

⚠︎ theme/kinks: smut, p in v (unprotected), oral (fem receiving)

⚠︎ word count: 1.8k

⚠︎ series masterlist

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𝕋𝕨𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕪-𝕊𝕚𝕩 - Too Drunk to Fuck (part of this series)

⚠︎ pairing: Leo Grecco × fem!reader

⚠︎ theme/kinks: smut, drunk sex, floor sex, p in v (unprotected)

⚠︎ word count: 797

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𝕋𝕨𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕪-𝕊𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟 - NSFW Alphabet Sunday

⚠︎ character: JJ Maybank

⚠︎ theme/kinks: nsfw headcanons

⚠︎ word count: 1.6k

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𝕋𝕨𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕪-𝔼𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 - Scene. And Action!

⚠︎ pairing: Rudy Pankow × fem!PA!reader

⚠︎ theme/kinks: smut, public sex, oral (fem receiving)

⚠︎ word count: 1.4k

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𝕋𝕨𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕪-ℕ𝕚𝕟𝕖 - camp counselor!JJ headcanons

⚠︎ pairing: JJ Maybank × fem!reader

⚠︎ theme/kinks: fluffy, with smut

⚠︎ word count: 20 points

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𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕣𝕥𝕪 - Lover turned Brother

⚠︎ pairing: Rafe Cameron × fem!reader

⚠︎ theme/kinks: smut, stepcest

⚠︎ word count: 1.2k

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𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕣𝕥𝕪-𝕆𝕟𝕖 - The Hay Maze (part of this series)

⚠︎ pairing: Leo Grecco × fem!reader

⚠︎ theme/kinks: smut, open-air/public sex, p in v (unprotected)

⚠︎ word count: 2k

𝔹𝕆ℕ𝕌𝕊

Birthday Schenanigans

⚠︎ pairing: JJ Maybank × fem!reader

⚠︎ theme/kinks: smut, edging, thigh riding, fingering

⚠︎ word count: 969

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The Blessing (part of this series)

⚠︎ pairing: Rafe Cameron × plus size!fem!reader

⚠︎ theme/kinks: edging, formal wear (clothes stay on)

⚠︎ word count: 840

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Good Luck

⚠︎ pairing: JJ Maybank × fem!reader

⚠︎ theme/kinks: smut, p in v (unprotected), backshots, creampie, semi-public

⚠︎ word count: 595

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𝕞𝕪 𝕂𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕥𝕠𝕓𝕖𝕣 𝕣𝕖𝕔𝕤

[princessbrunette]

that anon is so right. and linecook!jj. he is THE classic.

also I was literally thinking about him the other day and I thought up this whole thing and I thought it was so cutie.

like imagine r got knocked up, babydaddy is nowhere to be found and so she has to get a waitressing job. she tries to hide the pregnancy so she can work longer but eventually jj (who’s taken a liking to her) notices. like maybe he catches her having morning sickness at some point, or eating some weird craving, or some sort of thing that just gives him that tiny suspicion.

and so he talks to her about it and she just breaks down cause everything’s been so stressful:( so he gives her a hug and says everything will be okay.

then obviously he takes her in and lets her stay and then it eventually branches out into a relationship and then she has the baby and he loves the fuck outta that little chubby thing and he literally swears to himself he’s gonna look after these two :( he’s not gonna fail like his dad or the baby’s dad he is gonna stick around and and ☹️☹️

sorry I rambled lol

i need this to be a 2010s rom com and i need to watch it now . omg

[princessbrunette]

au’s 🍥🎀

for a more detailed description of each au, check out my au catalogue!

john b:

daddy!johnb , outlaw!johnb, dad!johnb, dbf!johnb stepbro!johnb, apocalypse!johnb, toxicex!johnb, firefighter!johnb, jedi!johnb

jj:

outlaw!jj, farmhand!jj, linecook!jj, campcounselor!jj, mascot!jj, bbf!jj, bsf!jj, dealer!jj, apocalypse!jj, dad!jj, spiderman!jj, piercer!jj, prisoner!jj, stepbro!jj, babydaddy!jj, toxic!jj, toxicex!jj. criminal!jj, shittysoundcloudrapper!jj, firefighter!jj, streamer!jj, onlyfans!jj, jedi!jj, bodyguard!jj, lifeguard!jj

rafe:

boxer!rafe, bountyhunter!rafe, prisoner!rafe, dad!rafe, babydaddy!rafe, dealer!rafe, olderbrother!rafe, stepbro!rafe, dbf!rafe, apocalypse!rafe, pervyneighbour!rafe, fratboy!rafe, gooner!rafe, pogue!rafe, harryosbourne!rafe, toxicex!rafe, lord!rafe, sleepover!rafe, starwars: bountyhunter!rafe, basketball!rafe, supe!rafe

pope:

kook!pope, tattooartist!pope, drummer!pope, dbf!pope, apocalypse!pope, hotpizzadeliveryboy!pope, drivinginstructor!pope, (star wars) captain!pope

reader:

bunny!reader, kitty!reader, puppy!reader, deer!reader, innocent!reader, shy!reader, bratty!reader, apocalypse!reader, cheerleader!reader, pinkpilatesprincess!reader, waitress!reader, pregnant!reader, kook!reader, pogue!reader, youngmilf!reader, spoiledexgf!reader, mouse!reader, lamb!reader receptionist!reader, limbreysdaughter!reader, sherrifsdaughter!reader, star wars princess!reader, pogue!bunny!reader

threeway ships:

jj x reader x john b • rafe x kook!reader x jj • jj x mouse!reader x pope • john b x reader x sarah • jj x reader x maggie • firefighter!john b x receptionist!reader x firefighter!jj • kitty x jj x mouse