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hanoover came to say hi

hi kiera and hanoover .

[redroses07]

JJ Maybank Dating HCS // SFW + NSFW

A/N: Hey guys!! This is just a collection of my thoughts on what I think dating JJ would be like! Sorry if any are a little too cheesy. I can make a part two if you guys want, and maybe a Rafe version upon request. Anyways hope y'all enjoy! Love u guys! ♡⋆˙

SFW

Literally the sweetest boyfriend you could ever ask for, he has a temper but would never ever hurt you.

You are literally his everything, like when I tell you this man worships you. No matter what he is doing, if you need him he will be there.

One time he was hanging out with Pope and John B, and you called him crying. There wasn't a car nearby and he didn't want to waste time looking for one, so he no joke ran to your house. It wasn't far, but it was far enough for him to nearly collapse at your doorstep when he arrived.

"JJ, are you alright?"

"Mhm- now that m' with you baby."

I feel like whenever y'all are going out he would act all silly and say something like "Your carriage awaits m'lady" in a fake British accent when he picks you up. Then he'd kiss your hand and open the car door for you.

I think his love language is either physical touch or gift giving.

He's definitely a PDA person, like he's always got his arm around you when you're with your friends.

Sometimes he takes it a little overboard and Kie tells his that the two of you are disgusting.

"JJ stop stop." You giggled as JJ peppered kisses down your neck in front of the bonfire.

"Oh my God, just get a room already." Kie snapped.

"Oh shut up you're just jealous!" JJ says.

JJ knows he doesn't always have money to buy you things but that doesn't stop him from still giving you the most thoughtful gifts.

Once he found a patch of wild flowers, picked as many as he could hold in his hands, tied a ribbon around them, and gave them to you.

You of course loved them, and gave him the biggest hug.

SPEAKING OF HUGS!!!! JJ is totally the type to sneak up behind you and attack you with a hug.

This happens so often that you would think you'd learn to see it coming, but somehow he always manages to surprise you.

You squeal as JJ aggressively wraps his arms around your waist, smothering your face in kisses.

He's also the WORST about picking you up and throwing you in the water.

"JJ it's cold!!" you squealed in protest as he threw you over his shoulder.

"Oh well that's too bad!!" JJ cackled as he threw you off the pier into the icy water.

NSFW

HIS RINGS. This is probably weird but I don't think JJ takes his rings off when he fingers you. And I know DAMN WELL that cold metal feels so good.

I am a firm believer that JJ is a little munch. He loves loves loves to eat you out, especially when he's high. He's surprisingly good at it too, and definitely gets pussy drunk.

I just know that JJ could be super submissive at times, especially when he's had a long day.

When he comes home after a stressful day he wants nothing more than for you to relieve that stress.

"I need you right now baby, can you please take care of me." JJ whines. tugging at your clothes.

"Whatever you want, my pretty boy." You say, climbing on top of him.

I feel like JJ has a thing for doing it outside. Like whether it's on the beach, on his boat, or just straight up in the ocean.

You two cannot go to the beach alone at night without it ending with your clothes discarded off to the side.

[princessbrunette]

s4ep10 spoilers below the cut ♡

jj suggesting his name for the baby oh he’s dyingggg

pope n cleo’s reaction 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

rafe just staring like there ain’t no way ……

jj u are manic babe 🩷

it’s so weird seeing the scenes that i remember seeing the set pics from …….

cleo and jj going head to head on thievery rn

rafe just yelling and being loud asfk

john b dropping all the apples this fool

rafe getting grabbed by the cops 😭😭😭😭😭

“dumbasses” alr uncle rafe settle down

new iconic rafe walking scene just dropped

“hey baby” rafe……

“im just taking care of business okay?” RAFEYYY he said it so gentle .

the way he just randomly purchased a new fit

BEAT GROFFS ASS !!

rafe looking at the cat when it meows at him ijbol

ok like not rafe just randomly scaling a building

LETS GOOO BEAT HIS ASS RAFEEE

jj yelling “frick!” is killing meee

“HOW DID YOU GET THIS” “I STOLE IT” pope n cleo u will always be famous

this british lady so annoying oh just pack it in.

rafe driving that big ass bike thing ok hagrid tease 😍

“holy shit! that wasn’t even close to answering my question!” now

“so now you’re gonna be my bitch” i’m turned on

ohhhhhh no rafe crash out

RAFE SENT HER PACKINGGG WOAH?

jj flashing the gun was sexy asf idk

“your lucks gonna run out one day…” alr we get it he’s dying surely

rafe talking to himself, angry, single, scheming - we are so back

“that’s my brother” OKAYYYYYYY

“youre not the only one who shot teddy bears” i don’t need tbis rn

terrible aim pope. love you tho

sarah not even flinching when rafe held the knife up to her 😭 she was like alr cmon

rafe hug her. come on

AWWW SHE HUGGED HIMMMM LIKE A BABY and he started crying what if i sobbed rn

“ive gone one bullet left” hes better than me cos i would have panicked and kms

CLEO GOT SHOT NO

the way everyone treats pregnant sarah is the way they treat puppy!reader just all the time i fear ….

“coming right up queen kie” i chuckled

jj don’t die.

“i had him” “no you didn’t” “alright yeah” PLEASE

pope tha killer woah….

“im a killer too” okay rafe 😭😭😭😭

i’m shocked jj didn’t die up there

GROFF STABBED HIM??????

poor kie having to go through that :(

“take care of the others, okay?” was so gentle

ohhh my god he died. he’s dead. our boy is dead WHAT THE HELL

the flashbacks ohhhh go to hell

groff you will pay oh my god

oh this is dark

rafe not now 😭

oh my that ending.

next season gonna be crazy, sarah pregnant, pogues turned to killers, rafe and kiara probably gonna end up together lord give me strength .

[outermaybanks]

Request for John b: John b punishes female reader for being a brat. (daddy kink, maybe bondage kink if you want)

a/n: omg my first request !!! thank u so much for requesting i hope u like it ♡ also John B just radiates someone to call his girl ‘pup’ i can’t help it. nsfw 18+

John B putting you in your place

You couldn’t help it, not really. Sometimes John B was just so… preoccupied with whatever was going on at the moment, which right now was a Pogue hangout. 

You had come to John B’s with direct intentions, ones you thought he was well aware of, but soon after you arrived, JJ came out of the guest bedroom with the news that Pope was on his way with Kie. You looked to John B, confusion over your face.

“Bonfire,” he answered simply before pressing a too quick peck to your lips, then walking past you to follow JJ outside.

You couldn’t believe your boyfriend was so oblivious sometimes.

Fine. You thought. If he wants to play dumb, I can play dumber.

You went into your bedroom, which was really John B’s bedroom but for the past year and a half of your relationship, it had become yours too. You went straight to your dresser, to the bottom drawer, all John B’s favorites resided there; white tank top, no bra, ripped denim shorts, and your black thong. 

After you got changed, you went into the bathroom to reapply your mascara before you put your hair up in a messy bun, John B’s favorite to grab. Then you gave a spritz of your perfume before walking out of the Chateau, feigning casual as you strode straight up to John B, who was currently in a beer chugging contest with JJ.

JJ surrendered first, which meant he was the first to notice your outfit, his jaw going slack and his eyes immediately averting to his friend, just as John B finished his can.

“You lose!” John B shouted, still oblivious as he threw his can to the ground, it was then he noticed the weird look on his friend’s face, and turned to see you. His eyes nearly bulged out of his head.

“You won? Good job, baby!” You cheered, coupled with a small jump.

“Jeeeesus christ,” JJ said, fully turning around to avoid looking at you.

“Sweetheart, your outfit…” John B chuckled to try and seem light hearted.

Your eyebrows screwed together, a small pout on your lip, “What? I thought you liked this outfit?” You looked down at your outfit. 

“I like the outfit,” JJ spoke up, his back still turned to you. His comment earned him a smack on the arm from John B.

“Baby girl,” John B said slowly, trying to get the hint across. “I do like that outfit, I just think… it’s too cold for it. I want my girl to be warm.”

“It’s July, Jombee, I think I’ll be fine.”

John B got a serious look in his eye. “Y/N…”

“John Booker,” You mimicked his tone. “I don’t understand what’s wrong. JJ likes the outfit," you argued.

“Let her wear what she wants, man, you’re not her dad,” Kie spoke up from the hammock.

“Yeah, John B, you’re not my dad,” You repeated slowly, looking at him with a smile before walking over to the cooler, bending down to reach inside for a drink.

You barely got the lid off before John B raced over to you, pulling you aside. “Okay, point taken. I’m sorry you’ve been feeling neglected, okay? Just go inside and change and I’ll make it up to you later.”

“Why would I feel neglected, Jombee?” You tilted your head to the side, batting your eyelashes, still feigning innocence.

“You’re pushing it, pup. Be a good girl, go change.”

Now you were annoyed. This was his fault, he was the one who wasn’t paying attention to you when you clearly needed it, and now he was threatening to punish you? 

“I don’t want to change. I like this outfit.” You crossed your arms, huffing a bit.

John B took a deep inhale, his eyes devouring you as they scanned your body. Then he walked away, leaving you confused and following after him.

“Hey, guys, we’re out of logs, can you guys make a run?” John B asked. You furrowed your eyebrows, you had just seen a stack of logs behind the shed he pulled you to.

“Keys?” Pope asked, and John B reached into his pocket, tossing the keys to him. JJ immediately took the keys from Pope and the two boys raced to the van, while Kie took her time getting out of the hammock.

“Don’t have too much fun without us,” Kie mumbled as she walked past.

“What the hell was that?”

But John B didn’t answer you, he grabbed you by your wrist, leading you inside with very little fight from you. Once you reached your shared bedroom, John B practically threw you inside, slamming the door behind you.

“Dude! What the hell a-”

“What did you just call me, pup?” John B asked, towering over you. His eyes were huge and hungry, filled with lust. The air around you changed, and suddenly, you didn’t feel so vindicated.

“Fine! I’ll change my outfit!”

“Nuh uh, too late for that. On the bed, now. Face down.”

Your bottom lip quivered a bit, but you obeyed, laying on your stomach on the bed. 

John B’s hands slid up the back of your thighs, the cupped the plump of your ass as he let out a took a deep inhale. “You think you’re so clever, huh?” His hands moved up, fingers sliding under the strap of your thong. “Didn’t know my girlfriend was such a slut, prancing around in practically nothing in front of my friends.” He pulled back the strap and let the string snap you, causing you to hiss.

“Noooo,” your whine was muffled by the mattress. “Wasn’t for them, just you… wanted to show you what you were missing…”

“Yeah? Well you got my attention, baby girl.” His hands reached around to unbutton your shorts before he pull them down your legs. You let out small yelp when his hand came down on your right cheek.

“Thought this was what you wanted, pup? My undivided attention.” You don’t know when John B got his pants off, but you could feel his hard dick pressed against your ass. 

“Mmmm, want you Jombee…”

“How does a good girl beg?” His hands were now pawing at the flesh of your ass.

“Please daddy, please fuck me?”

His hand came down again, making you wince.

“Thought I wasn’t your dad?”

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry I was bad, I’ll be good,” you pleaded.

“Go lay by the headboard.”

You crawled to the top of the bed, then looked at him as you turned to lay on your back, hesitantly; you didn’t want to make the wrong move. But he nodded approvingly, so you committed, laying with your back against the pillows.

John B reached around his neck, untying his bandana, and immediately your face scrunched with confusion, then morphed into upset when he brought your hands up to the headboard.

“Daddy…” you whined, leaning forward a bit. “I’ll be good, I promise. Just wanted you.”

“You have me, baby girl. You’re gonna have all of me,” John B said softly as he tied the knot connecting your wrists to the headboard. 

John B kneeled in front of you, his dick perfectly at eye level. You bit your bottom lip as your mouth filled with saliva at the sight of precum leaking from his perfect pink tip. “Open.”

You looked up at him through your lashes as you slowly opened your mouth, but John B shoved his thumb into your mouth, forcing your mouth open wider before replacing his thumb with the tip of his dick, slowly sliding in.

“You said you wanted to be a good girl, right?” John B asked, and you carefully nodded with your lips wrapped around him. “Be a good girl and suck daddy’s dick.”

You kept your eyes on him as you began moving your head back and forth, opening your throat as wide as you could to fit the thickness of his cock. Despite your throat being used to his size, tears began springing to the corners of your eyes.

John B took a deep breath, a small moan slipping out. “There’s my good girl.” His hands found their way to your bun, his fingers digging into it. You wanted to be his good girl more than you wanted anything else, with each movement you tried to hollow your cheeks more and more. You ached to touch him, feel close to him, so you gave your all to sucking him off, hoping if you did a good enough job, he’d allow you to touch him.

“So fucking good at this, baby, fuck- you want my cum, sweet girl?” John B said softly between labored breaths, you nodded your head the best you could without disrupting your goal at hand. “Look at me, pup.” Your eyes immediately raised back to his eyes, but John B held your head up to look at him anyway, as his hips started snapped fucking himself with your mouth. You clenched your legs together underneath him as you felt your wetness pooling just from pleasuring him. 

“Here it comes, be a good girl, okay baby? Yeah? You’re so fucking good for me, just for me. Feels so fucking good- ah- fuck!” John B just before you felt his warm cum spill into your mouth. You swallowed it all before licking his tip a few more times for good measure as the man above you caught his breath. 

“Such a fucking good girl.”

“Yeah? I was good?”

“You sure were pup,” John B said before his head dipped down to press a soft kiss to your lips, he could still taste himself on your tongue. You pulled at your restraints, desperate to touch him, which made John B laugh.

“My poor baby…” He taunted, making you whine. “Ah ah, good girls don’t whine.” You settled for pouting instead. He gave you a devious smile.

“I want you to remember this the next time you feel like giving me a boner in front of my friends.”

John B lowered himself between your legs, rubbing the tip of his still hard dick through your folds. You bit your lip as you watched him; this had been what you were waiting for all day, but nothing could have prepared you for the delicious stretch when John B suddenly slid all the way in to the hilt, a loud gasp turned moan escaped you. John B chuckled as he lifted your legs higher before he started his movements.

“This what you wanted? Speak up babygirl.”

“Yes daddy, this is what I wanted,” you breathed out as John B started with a slow pace. 

“Yeah? Poor girl just needed my cock?”

“Needed it so bad, Jombee, craving you all day.”

His pace picked up, spurred on by your words; John B was always a sucker for dirty talk. You let out a pathetic moan as you tried to move your hips to match his movements. 

But John B didn’t want to share control, so he pulled out, a disappointed gasp falling from you. With his hands on your waist, John B turned you to lie on your stomach, forcing your hands tighter together. His hands once more palmed at your ass before his fingers slid down to open you up for him to slide back in, his cock reaching deeper inside you and pulling sinful noises from you against your will. 

“Fuck- mm- Jombee- oh my god-” You panted out between his thrusts as your face was pushed into the pillow from the position of your bottom, and the movements of John B’s hips. Small uh’s fell from your lips as your brain turned hazy from the bliss of pleasure. 

“Baby girl just needed to be fucked dumb, isn’t that right, pup?” All you could muster was a eager nod of the head, John B chuckled before slapping his hand against your right cheek, pulling you closer to him by your waist as he moved faster.

“Close- close daddy, so close,” words fell from you without thought. “You feel so fucking good, daddy, you fuck me so good.” 

“Already? Poor baby, so pent up. You gonna cum on my cock babygirl?” “Please let me, daddy, I want to be good. Want to show you how good you fuck me, please.”

“You gonna let me cum inside you like a good girl?”

“Yes!” You practically begged, on the edge of your orgasm. “Please, daddy, cum inside me, wanna feel it.”

John B knew just how to send you over the edge as his hand snaked around your bodies, inbetween your legs to slowly rub circles on your clit. You face fell back into the pillow as you let out a scream in pleasure, before your boyfriend’s name fell from your lips.

“Shhh, I’m right behind you baby, so close, just be good, let me use you a little longer.”

You bit your lip to try and suppress the moans caused by the overstimulation, but when his pace faltered a bit, you heard him let out a grunt before you felt familiar warmth of his cum inside you. You hummed with pleasure, proud of yourself for pleasuring him.

“You did such a good job, pup,” John B said softly, in between breaths as we reached up to untie the bandana from around your wrists. When your arms fell back down, you mustered up your strength to wrap them around him. John B held you close, laying on his back so you were laying on his chest. 

You two laid there for a few minutes, catching your breath as John B caressed your head and whispered praises to you. “So proud of you. You’re such a good girl for me, Y/N. I love you, so so much.” He pressed a kiss to your head, and you let your eyes close, still buzzing from your orgasm and happy with your choices for the day.

©outermaybanks 2024

[jjtheresidentbaby]

Hello! Weird question I know but do you have any little!John B headcanons?

Little John B headcanons

♡ not weird at all lovely, that’s kinda what my whole account is for | also this got extremely long & rambly but nobody talks about obx agere so I have to go in when I get the chance

warnings: starts with pre-canon and goes into canon events, spoilers for seasons 1-3 of obx, flip!jj & flip!sarah, caregiver!pope, caregiver!kie & caregiver!cleo, canon bad parenting, kie’s kook year, smoking weed & drinking, bad mental health

the first person he tells is Jj but it actually takes months of googling for john b to figure out what’s going on

him & Jj figure out that he falls into more of a kiddo age range but can slip to baby range if stressful situations arise

he talks to pope about it with Jj standing guard outside the chateau- neither boy thought pope would react badly but they were worried john b would regress midway through

he did

and Jj got to see pope jump into caregiver mode™️ and be sooooo soft & sweet with john b

him & Jj started watching john b decently frequently as big john wasn’t around much and it was better for Jj to be staying at the chateau than at his own place

occasionally Jj would take john b down to pope family’s restaurant when pope had a shift so they could pop in and say hi

this is where kie catches them

she’s throughly confused before Jj & pope jump into explaining what age regression is and that john b’s a little- she has to tell them to shut up and stop talking over themselves and she asks john b himself to explain

he kind of stumbles through an explanation and kie takes content clues as enough to figure out what’s going on

she buys him some fries and takes him outside to sit in the parking lot- leaving Jj & pope stood dumbfounded in the same position kie found them in

a lot of times kie & pope will drive over to the chateau after their respected shifts at their jobs are over to go look after john b with Jj

many many movie nights and blanket forts

john b is such a picky eater when he’s regressed, it’s a struggle to get him to eat anything, which is baffling to the others because he’ll eat practically anything when he’s big

he likes the food from the Wreck though so kie tries to bring over leftovers from work as often as she can

john b tries to avoid interacting with big john when he’s regressed as he’s worried about his father picking up on it and/or starting an argument that john b isn’t prepared enough to handle

when big john goes missing it throws john b into a deep depression both while regressed and not- the pouges try their best to help him but it’s hard to

and then kie starts her kook year and it makes john b spiral even more- Jj also starts to get bad after kie leaves & he figures out he’s also a regressor

Jj turns to drinking more and john b starts smoking a lot of weed (even pope dabbles in drinking more than he did)

pope spends a lot of time holding both boys as they sob on top of each other and he does his best to comfort them

many nights ended in Jj asleep on the couch wrapped up in john b’s blankets, pope tidying up the chateau as john b followed him around and john b’s phone open with kie’s contact pulled up but never pressed on

it takes awhile for john b to warm back up to kie when she enters the group again, when he’s big he has zero issues with her once they’ve talked about everything but he gets weary when small

Jj has an easier time adjusting to kie being around while he’s regressed even though kie hadn’t seen him regressed before everything but it helps john b be more comfortable

by the time canon happens the pouges have a good routine of taking care of one another- because yes even kie & pope need some tlc time even though they’re the main caregivers of the group, Jj will still step up as a caregiver just not as often

one of the reasons kie is so apprehensive about having sarah join the group is because she’s worried about her messing up their dynamic of caregivers & littles

john b of course proves her wrong but then the boat chase happens and not only is kie absolutely beside herself because she thinks her two friends are gone, she also can’t handle thinking about if john b ever got to be little around sarah or if they even talked about it and how he might’ve avoided the topic per kie’s advice

the time on the cargo ship is extremely messy for sarah & john b- not only is john b doing everything in his power not to regress and not to let sarah know he’s a little, sarah is doing the exact same thing

cleo clocks them within a week of them being on the boat

she doesn’t bring it up but she does subtly manage them and care for them, neither john b or sarah put the pieces together as they’ve got a lot on their minds but they do thank cleo for this later on in the series

the absolute disaster that is the events of early season 2 leave no time for john b or sarah to properly regress so they never end up talking about it until they’re back in obx

all of the pogues come and stay that first night at the chateau when john b & sarah are back in obx and it ends with john b & sarah both regressed

since they had never talked about it before john b is shocked to see sarah regressed but is equally as excited too

it’s about the only time the whole group is able to get together and have a stress free night where they’re able to regress & care for one another before the rest of season 2 kicks off

john b is just as inseparable from sarah regressed as he is big, she doesn’t go little as much as him so she also steps in to act as a carer when need be

when they’re on the island between season 2 & 3 john b tries not to regress since things are stressful enough

however him & kie spend a night out by the beach while the others are busy and she’s able to care for him

they aren’t as close as they used to be and it bothers both of them so kie finds any excuse to be around john b & john b pretends not to notice it - or when she subtly starts pushing him to regress because she knows he needs it

when big john comes back in season 3 it causes some issues for john b’s regression as he no longer feels comfortable doing it

when big john talks him into all the criminal activity before they go to el Dorado it causes a lot of internal conflict in john b that he pushes away

it’s not til after season 3 when big john is gone again and the pogues are back in obx that he’s able to regress and let all that emotion flood out of himself as he tells the pogues in more detail everything him & big john did

they spend the rest of their night at the Wreck ordering john b’s favorite food and comforting him with everything they can- it works magic like always

with the newfound wealth they have after season 3 the pogues kind of go crazy and buy a ton of little gear for john b & sarah & Jj

john b likes collecting toy boats that he can steer around (with kies help)

cleo gets him a kids spy kit so they can run around obx and talk to each other through walkie talkies — yes pope gets dragged into this and gets very stressed thinking the spy plans they’re making are real

john b & Jj play Star Wars with lightsabers that sarah buys them after Jj sits her down and makes her watch all the movies

they might break a vase or two but honestly it’s what sarah expected

there’s also a plethora of stuffed animals john b buys himself and keeps tucked away in his closet, most of them aren’t that big but hold small sentimental values like if him & the pogues go on a trip and he picks one out of the gift shop or the first time he’s able to take cleo to the mainland and walk through the mall with her

nightmares, panic attacks and anxiety aren’t necessarily new to john b but they suck especially bad when he’s regressed

he always climbs into Jj’s bed or clings around sarah after nightmares

regression definitely becomes more of a coping mechanism than just for fun by the end of everything but john b still enjoys being little

and once they rebuild the chateau he finds it easier to deal with his anxiety than when they were all staying on figure eight

he likes the familiarity of being back where he grew up and of not having the kook kids around to look down on him & his friends

[chuuyrr]

AHA! WHEN MY GRADES ARE GETTING WAY BETTER THAN LAST QUARTER AHHAHAHAHAHAHHA

Okay, okay lemme just put a short story here don't mind if I do-(because you always write us stories so imma write u one too because ily:D)

It had been months since they last saw (name) gojo and the armed detective agency has been restless on finding their little kikufuku, everyone was affected on the disappearance of (name), gojo's students, the ADA, but the one who was affected the most was gojo himself, gojo had always kept a smile in whatever situation he was in, but not in this situation.

"Fyeda-nii!!" (name) squealed when she saw her Fyodor-nii "hello there little mouse" he patted the young scarlet witch's head, he took a seat on one of the fancy chairs and offered her some tea as the little witch smiled and accepted his offer. A couple of months ago he took (name) gojo satoru's adopted daughter into his wings, promising he would take care of her and teach her all the things she needs to know, he swoops her without anyone's notice making it as she disappeared in thin air. "you've been studying hard" Fyodor said as he took a sip of his tea "mhm!!" she's squeaked, after being the apprentice of Fyodor Dostoevsky she changed her perspective of the world, there was a time when she used to have this beautiful perspective of the world, oh how glad she met Fyodor to changed that. "say (name) do you miss your family?" his eyes glowed a pretty shade of purple "mhm? I do, but as much anymore!" she smiled "plus, im playing in the opposite team as them!" she giggled, Fyodor smiled at the little menace "well, after this tea how about I teach you some manipulation?"

congrats kie !! slay me thinks 😎

tbh, reading this made me feel mixed emotions.

i find it cute that fyodor's taking good care of baby reader, and he's even praising her for working hard too, despite him passively-kidnapping and turning her into one of his chess pieces, manipulating reader thinking it's a game, and making her believe that she's doing the right thing—for a better world; a new perspective :(

but i'm also sad at the thought of gojo and the armed detective agency being restless and worried of baby reader. i can definitely see gojo and dazai going unhinge, going through hell and back just to find little kikufuku/belladonna

i will definitely look back on "the reader becomes fyodor's apprentice" bit i've written before because i haven't really written for it with more depth. so, like, hopefully, i'll write something heartbreaking about it soon ( ˘͈ ᵕ ˘͈♡)

thank you for the food and ilyt !

[akinav]

nav!! bubs!! hi hi, yoi here to send in a little something hehe

today is december 1st and to that i say—happy december arnav dear!! may december treat you with upmost kindness and love and i hope that the entirety of 2023 treats you amazingly and lovingly, wishing you the very very best with everything and i hope that all goes well tomorrow and beyond! and i will keep you in my prayers bubs! ꒰⁠⑅⁠ᵕ⁠༚⁠ᵕ⁠꒱⁠˖⁠♡

love you lots bub! remember take care, take all the time and rest you need and deserve, treat yourself to tasty food and drink loooots of water! i wish you best of luck with everything for today and beyond, sending you lots of hugs right now and i'll see you later! <33

— much love, yoi.

HI KIE CHAN HELLO

IM SORRY I COULDNT ANSWER THIS B4 UK HOW MY TUMBLR WAS

But srsly tysmmm for ur wishes and I really hope even tho December is gonna end that u have an epic epic December and the rest of the year brings you tones of love and happiness :)) and I shall be beside u for all of that hehe 💖

[juneberrie]

you always have been

thinking thoughts. *ೃ༄ this is very self indulgent im not sorry <3 btw the formatting is terrible 😭 also this is 1.5k words im so proud of myself its literally the longest fic i've ever written

pairing: jj maybank x fem!reader

fandom: outerbanks

warnings: swearing, mentions of being drunk, reader kind of pushes jj away, insecure!reader, stressed out!reader, mentions of jj's trash dad, fear of abandonment, sort of a smau? science hw (yes thats a warning science hw sucks), love confession, hurt/comfort <3

jj's instagram is a mess. it alternates between pictures of random objects, pictures of himself, and pictures of our friends.

lately, all of his pictures have been pictures of him and the pogues at keggers and on the boat. without me.

the most recent one is a blurry shot of him and kie at the boneyard. his hair is dripping wet and kie is holding up a red solo cup, beer sloshing over the side. the caption reads, "my brst girl 😋 ilysn kier.carrera" its so misspelled its obvious hes drunk, even without looking at the picture.

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↳ comments

-> jb.wifirouter ong your so drunk. ↳ heywpope its "youre" not "your" 💀 and you're durnk too ↳ sarahcamer0n lmaooo durnk

-> kier.carrera lol ilyt jj 💀 ↳ kier.carrera wsit wring emoji ❤️

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i groan and shut my phone off. kie knows i like jj. she's heard me rant about him since eighth grade. its fine, though. i need to focus on school. i get up and silence my phone, putting it into a drawer at my desk before going back to the papers sprawled on my bed.

science isn't my best subject, but i need this extra credit to bring my grade up. and, no pressure at all, this stupid extra credit is due by monday, at its literally sunday night. at least its pretty easy. all i have to do is write an essay about newton's laws and how they function in the "real" world. i sigh and open my textbook to the page on the first law, inertia.

as im scribbling down the beginnings of the paragraph about f=ma, my pencil breaks. well, how fucking dandy. i get up and head to my desk to grab a sharpener, and i pass the mirror next to my door.

i cringe away, then force myself to look back. the girl staring back at me is... not kie. not sarah. she's wearing a big oversized t-shirt she stole from jj and some shorts. her nail polish is chipped and her hair is practically crying for escape from the worn scrunchie.

i tear my gaze away and grab the sharpener. the clock on my desk reads 11:11 pm. i remember something kie said about making wishes at 11:11, so i think, why not give it a try? i squeeze my eyes shut and hope my wish gets to whatever magical star angel being is listening.

after i finish my essay, its 12:23 am. i grab my phone from the drawer and see a flurry of texts and instagram notifications assaulting my lock screen.

i ignore the texts — six from kie and eight from jj — and click open instagram.

my homepage is filled with pictures of the pogues at the kegger they're at. i can't help the pettiness that surges up inside me and i click on jj's most recent story, a video of him, kie, pope, john b, and sarah screaming the lyrics to bohemian rhapsody around a campfire.

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you replied to their story

yourinstagram looks like you're having fun :)

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i feel slightly terrible, but whatever. every single kegger they've been to this past week, i haven't been invited.

a text notification comes down onto my screen. it's from kie. the preview reads "im soo sorru"

what the hell? i immediately click on the text and i almost start crying.

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kie kie ml ♡

bro so dnt be mad but like i accidentally told jj that u liked him

im sorry

answer me please idont want yu to be mad

i dd;t mean to i swaer

y/n?? are you mad??

y/n pleeaas answre

im soo sorru

bro wtf.

ik im sorry but we were playing truuth or dsre and plpe asked if i had acrush on anybody and i sadi no i didn't but ik you did and the n jj asked who and im sorry :)

:(*** SORRY

whatever. go enjoy your kegger.

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what the everloving fuck. i specifically told her not to tell anyone, especially jj, and she goes and tells everyone and their mother. i've gotten a flurry of texts from pope, john b, sarah, and other pogues i suppose are at the kegger, all asking me if it's true i like jj. and, speak of the devil, jj himself has been texting me nonstop for the past thirty minutes.

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golden retriever lookin' mf 😋

haha kie jus told me the funnist shut

wait is she for real

wait n/n yuo like me

like fr fr?

brp answer me pls

y/nnnnnn

are you asleepo r somethinh 💀

y/n if you dpn't answer rn rn im going ovet to yiur house

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shit. jj can't come over right now. i look like a mess, and now im fucking crying. my gaze drifts back over to the mirror; my eyes are red and puffy and tears are streaming down my face and dripping down onto my (jj's) shirt.

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golden retriever lookin' mf 😋

jj please dont come over just stay at the kegger and have fun

nooo y/n im already on my wsy so its fine

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shit shit shit.

i throw my phone across the room and scream into my bedsheets. the pogues already didn't like me anymore; they had been going out and having fun without for weeks now, and now kie tells jj i like him? my life is fucking falling apart.

a knock at my window wakes me up from whatever sad haze i was trapped in for the last twenty minutes. jj's peering in and he smiles when he meets my gaze. i shake my head and turn away from him.

no bother letting him in, he'll probably just tell me that he doesn't like me back and to never talk to him again.

another knock, persistent, sounds from the window. i sigh and turn back.

i open the window but leave the screen up, so jj can hear me but he can't get in. "go away, j."

"nooo. wait, why are you cryiinggg?" he asks, the booze slurring his words.

"nothing. no reason. go away, please, jj," i say, my voice cracking.

his face softens and he seems to sober up a bit. "n/n, please tell me what's wrong. i hate seeing you sad," he whispers. fuck. i can't, i can't with the fucking blue eyes and the soft looks and the whispers. i open the rest of the window, and jj climbs in.

i crawl under the covers of my bed and face away from jj. i feel the bed dip next to me and he lays a warm hand on my back. its so casual, so domestic, that i want to laugh.

"sunshine, what's wrong? is this about what kie said?" he asks, gently rubbing my back.

the dam breaks. tears start flowing out of my eyes and i started shaking.

"it is about what kie said. i like you, jj, i really like you. no, i- i love you! i love you so much. i've loved you since i first saw you in mrs. williams' science class in eight grade and you laughed when she said that iron was discovered by the hittites. and i know you'll never love me back because— well— look at me! im not like kie, im not like sarah. i'm just... me! and i've been trying to pretend like you guys going to keggers everyday without me isn't a big deal because, hey, i'm swamped with school, even though its fucking intercession. and i knew if i told you, you'd hate me and you'd never talk to me again," i sob into my pillow.

jj is silent for a few seconds, still rubbing my back.

"i love you too, sunshine. i've loved you for the entirety of the time i've known you. and, you're right. you're not kie or sarah, but you're you. that's what i love about you. you are unapologetically yourself. and i'm sorry for not inviting you to the keggers. i just, i knew you were swamped and i know you don't really like parties 'nd drinking and shit. and i just want you to know that im so proud of you, honey, and— jesus, y/n. you're the only one for me. you always have been. you're the person who's been there whenever luke did something shitty to me, you've helped me with my homework, and gosh, dare i say it, you've helped me be a better person."

he chuckles. i feel him press a kiss to the back of my neck and gently bring me towards him so i'm basically in his lap. he wraps his arms around me and lays his head in the crook of my neck. we stay together in a comfortable silence for a few moments.

i sniffle. "i'm sorry, j."

"you're not the one who should be apologizing, sunshine. i love you, so much. i'm sorry if i made you feel like i'd never talk to you again or like you weren't enough; you are enough. you always have been."

[claireunoia]

* ･ ﾟ𖡼 ︎ִֶָ⁀➷

𝘽𝙍𝙀𝘼𝙎𝙏 𝙒𝙊𝙍𝙎𝙃𝙄𝙋 | 𝙨. 𝙘𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙤𝙣

「 SYNOPSIS 」 / you’re the most insecure about your chest, sarah proves your doubting thoughts wrong and shows just how beautiful you are to her eyes ♡︎.

「 PAIRINGS 」 / sarah x fem!reader

「 WORD COUNT 」 / 1435 (omg y’all gettin fed again)

「 WARNINGS 」 / ANGST, A BIT OF SMUT, insecurities, self-body image issues, crying, lots of pet names, nipple play, tit sucking, some dirty talking, suggesting to sex in the end, i don’t remember writing any language in here but imma still warn it just in case, prob some typos, thats it?

➪ author’s notes : ❝ hi babes!! welcome to the 4th day of my kinktober !! this fic is kinda something personal for me and something based on my own personal issues i have with myself due to being flat chested but i want to put something out like this so other people out there that deals with this as a insecurity can read this and real validated, thats my mission besides posting for kinktober haha. i hope u guys enjoy this since this is alot more on the softer side and something different then i usually write bc its goin to be a lot of filth going on this month so i felt like switching the mood a bit while still being a bit dirty lmao. as always i love u so much! <333 ❞

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tonight was the obx’s, infamous annual bonfire.

as the skies darkened as time passed it was slowly getting close to that time for you and girlfriend, sarah to be there so you and her were currently getting ready and changed in her bedroom.

“baby! here you should try this on, i just know you’ll look so freakin’ perfect in it” sarah exclaims as she hands you one of her cute, green colored, lacy bralette with a bright smile adoring her face. you smiled a “ok” and took the clothing from her before turning to the tall, long mirror that stood against the wall of her room.

when sarah turned back around in her closet to find something else to give you to wear or for herself, you held the piece of lace material up in front of your eyes. frowning when you saw just how much bigger it was compared to your usual size of your chest due to the fact that your girlfriend’s boobs were way bigger than yours. deciding against the thought of telling sarah and killing her wonderful mood, you tried it on anyway. you removed the previous t-shirt sarah had given you just a couple of minutes ago and your bra. once you did that you took the bralette and started to put it on your body.

when you managed to get it on, you took one little glance at the mirror and didn’t like the image you were receiving back at all. the sight making your stomach swim in insecurity and a new found sadness.

you were always insecure about your breasts. mainly because they were just so much smaller than kie’s or your girlfriend sarah’s. seeing the way bikinis fit on them and seeing the way it fits on you makes you embarrassed, ashamed and spiteful at the way you look. you longed for bigger and fuller boobs, wanting to look good in certain clothes was a dream and be able to fit in simple stuff like a bralette as well.

the bralette itself was so, so cute, but once you put it on your mind changed. since your boobs were so small, it just barely fit into the cups of the top where your boobs were supposed to go, making the now loose, leftover fabric to just hang a bit in a little wrinkled bunch around that area.

“s… sarah, i think you should just wear this one” you called out in a whisper, making sure to add a forced chuckle at the end so you sound normal and not like you were about to cry a river.

you heard sarah whine a bit from the closet.

“why? i got it like so long ago so it shouldn’t be too big on- oh my gosh, y/n what’s wrong!” sarah interrupted her sentence in a shock gasp when she met your glistening eyes and slouch figure through the mirror when she walked away from her closet. immediately walking up to you in concern at the sight of your clearly upset expression.

you shake your head at the blonde girl, looking back at the mirror with a sigh before you drop your head down again.

“it doesn’t exactly look so good on me s’all” you forcefully chuckled, not wanting to tell her about how you’ve been feeling about yourself for quite a long time so u tried to cover up your emotions, which is something your currently failing at by the saddening, concerning look on your lovers face deepening anymore.

“babe, what’s really wrong?” sarah asked you, her hands coming up to grip the sides of your face into her palms softly. petting your hair as she looked over your face which was going through so many emotions at once.

“i- i, i hate how my chest looks. i hate it so much, sarah. every single time i look in the mirror just even wearing a simple shirt i want to cry at how flat it is”

“oh, baby…” sarah whispers sadly, her eyes tearing up at the way you describe yourself. a big part of her feels guilty about this, how come she could never see her own girlfriend going through such a struggle about her own body? she thinks over and over again before pulling you into a bone crushing, comforting embrace.

her arms holding you so tight.

“my love, how come you never told me you felt this way about yourself”

and that pushed you over the edge. finally letting out the couple of tears you’ve been holding in since you first had put on the bralette. with a small teary hiccup you responded back to her question.

“i didn’t want you to think of me differently” you cried silently, sarah giving you one last tight squeeze before pulling away from you. “y/n, i would never look at you differently okay?” not receiving an answer she called out again once more.

“okay?”

you nod at her, her fingers coming up to rub away your tears that fell down your cheeks and from up under your eyes.

“y/n, i can't even begin to explain just how gorgeous and beautiful you are. you’re down right so incredibly gorgeous okay? i love every single inch of you and your body so much, baby. flaws and all, okay? and who cares if your boobs are small love? small, big, everyone is different and is born differently and that absolutely doesn't mean it's a bad thing or something to hate. and plus i absolutely adore your boobs. they’re amazing and you’re amazing. please stop tearing yourself down like this, sweets. it hurts me so much to see you hating something so much about yourself when nothing is wrong with you in the beginning. i know no one is perfect but i know for sure that you are, i love you so much baby”

at her little speech, you cried and practically threw yourself at your girlfriend. hugging her like it was the last time you would ever be able to do it. “t-thank you so much, baby” you were speechless but you managed to get the words out profusely against the skin of her neck.

“you don’t have to thank me, babe” sarah cried with as well with a little teary giggle escaping her.

sarah pulled away from you to intently stare into your eyes, her soft hands then coming up to the lacy bralette to take it up and off of you. you let her but not without timidly asking her why she was taking it off of you.

“b-babe, what are you doing?”

“showing you just how beautiful you are to me, y/n” sarah replies with her pretty, bunny smile on display as she tossed the piece of clothing somewhere in the room before making direct contact with your exposed breast, holding the soft flesh of the mounds in her warm palms. you gasp softly in surprise of the sudden, so good feeling of sarah’s hands delicately massaging your breasts.

“such pretty breasts,” sarah states with a sincere look on her face, pressing a gentle kiss at your lips before bending down to take your nipple into her mouth. her other finger tracing the unattended bud, not wanting to leave anything out.

“b-baby” you whimpered, moving a strand of hair away and out of your face so you could look down at sarah latched and sucking at your nipple passionately, to already find her looking up at you with desire, so so much love swimming in her brown irises.

she pulled away from your nipple with a loud pop.

“such pretty nipples,” sarah whispers, eyes flickering up to yours after the words left her lips. finding your face scrunched up in pleasure, “gosh, you just look so frickin’ perfect” sarah thinks to herself.

without another word sarah takes your unattended breast into her mouth. her hand gently grasping the mound of flesh while she sucks at your areolas. her tongue running over your hardened bud while she did so. a little hum leaving her lips when she hears you moan out again and again at the feeling.

sarah once more pulls away from you with a even louder pop than earlier echoing and surrounding her bedroom along with your little whines and keens. sarah backs away from you and stares at how her spit made the skin of your chest glistened, her teeth pulling in her bottom lip as she rubbed and toyed at your sensitive, hard buds.

“lay down pretty girl, we’re missing the bonfire this time.”

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[slytherbun]

🌼 fluff with sarah cameron with the prompts, “Mom/Dad, please don’t tell him/her what I said about him/her.” + “Are you my secret admirer, the one that’s been sending me all the flowers and notes?”

** but maybe instead of mom/dad, sarah rants about y/n to rafe (who begrudgingly listens because he’s lowkey invested 😩

— can’t wait for this one!! thank u ily

prom

pairing: sarah cameron x reader

word count: 0.8k

note: this was kinda inspired by one tree hill’s season 4 episode when lucas asks peyton to prom and attempts 👀 to pick her up at her house but instead i had meet them meet at the school. also can we talk about this non-canon brotherly care rafe has for sarah? 🥺 i kinda changed up the convo, hope this is okay! ♡

Ever since Sarah distanced herself from your friend Kie, it was questionable if you should confront her about your feelings.

You’ve had a hopeless crush on the blonde girl for almost a year now and if it weren’t for the brilliant thought of leaving little notes in her locker, she wouldn’t know that you were infatuated with her.

It was also a way of just showing your presence to Sarah. And without the information she needed to know about you and who you were, she wouldn’t be able to push you away like she has with everybody else.

You’ve wanted to tell her who you were for awhile and now that you knew Sarah was going to prom tonight, you wanted to ask her to go with you. But you weren’t sure how to ask her.

Every afternoon after the last class, the Cameron girl went to her locker to put away any unnecessary books that weren’t needed.

And so today in the same fashion, you figured you’d ask Sarah by slipping her a note.

Tonight would be the night that she found out who was leaving her vague love letters.

You excused yourself from class to slip her one more note and after school, Sarah made it home with the same note in hand.

“I know that you’ve wanted to know who I am for a while now. I'd like to give you a chance to find out if you’d like to be my date to prom. Meet me tonight at the school and be by your locker at four-thirty. I hope to see you there, Sweetheart.” The blonde read out loud to her brother Rafe.

“Should I even entertain this? What if it’s all just some big joke and prank?” She questioned while tapping the note on her wrist in contemplation.

Rafe raised a brow. “And if it isn’t? Shouldn’t you give this person a chance to at least tell you why they’ve been leaving these?” He paused, glancing down at the note once more that was open and then added.

“Also have you ever noticed how they capitalize Sweetheart, as if it’s your name? I think it's cute. I hope it’s Y/N.”

She knew he was right and plopped on her bed with a sigh. The prom dress she was wearing tonight was laid out on the bed a few inches away from her.

Sarah was about to start doing her hair until she called in her brother to hype her up after freaking out and hyperventilating about tonight.

“Yeah I’ve noticed.” Sarah chuckled, “Ok fine. But if for some reason this person becomes a constant in my life, please don’t tell them what I said about them. I hope it’s Y/N too but if it’s not her, then I’ll try and give them the benefit of the doubt.”

She glanced up at him with slanted eyes and Rafe nodded, holding out his fist to bump with hers in agreement.

After that, Sarah felt better and got up from her bed to finish getting ready.

𝗔 𝗵𝗮𝗹𝗳 𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗮𝘄𝗮𝘆 from when prom started, at four-thirty you stood by her locker with a bouquet and corsage.

You were nervous Sarah wasn’t going to show but she did and was absolutely stunning in her dress.

The Cameron girl wasn’t sure who was going to be there, so she was nervous. But when she opened the doors and saw you standing there she had to look twice.

Were you really standing there?

She knew of you and had two classes with you but never had the courage to speak to you and the fact that you were standing there in a dress and flowers for her, absolutely blew her away.

You gave her a nervous smile that she returned and held out the flowers for her to take.

“Hi.” With a nervous tone you spoke and tucked a strand of hair behind your ear.

“Hi, are you my secret admirer, the one that’s been sending me all the flowers and notes?” She murmured and held up the note from earlier today.

“Yes, I hope uh it’s not a disappointment that it’s me.” Playing with the lid of the corsage container, you looked down hoping not to see any discouragement on her face.

Sarah held out her hand for you and you looked up at her, taking it while she spoke. “Of course not. I-I was kinda hoping it was you.”

Your eyes widened at her confession with a red flush starting to creep up your neck, you replied. “Oh, well I’m glad to hear that, Sweetheart.”

She smiled at the pet name you often used in the notes and asked, “So did you want to go in?”

You nodded, releasing her hand to open the container, you showed her the corsage and Sarah held out her wrist.

You glided it up her wrist and her breath hitched at the intimacy of the silent moment.

After you made sure it was going to stay, Sarah interlocked her fingers around yours so you couldn’t pull away.

She smirked at the blush that was now on your cheeks as well and leaned to give you a kiss on the cheek before pulling you towards the doors while you were still processing that her lips touched your cheek.

[rookvonhunt]

☎ with any of our ships, whichever's easiest for you.

Cracks knuckles Melanie u dumbass ( loving) ill do all of them

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KieMel

NAME : Melanie

RINGTONE : the red means I love you - Madds Buckley

PICTURE : oh you know, a sleeping picture he took one time after climbing in through her window. Thinking she'd be awake. Grim is also there, looking terrified

LAST TEXT RECIEVED : kie!! Kie are you working out rn ? I'm on my way to drop off a bento for you ♡♡

LAST TEXT SENT : thx, make sure you knock this time. More people are here.

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Zargina

NAME : Regina 💙🤍

RINGTONE : its default but bc he doesn't like changing it

PICTURE : a very bad candid photo of her on an ice cream date.

LAST TEXT RECIEVED : Zara.

LAST TEXT SENT : Am I in trouble or are you just trying to worry me so I call you.

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Petara

NAME : don't answer

RINGTONE : parents - Yungblud

PICTURE :

LAST TEXT RECIEVED : tataaaaaaa you mind if I come over

LAST TEXT SENT : stop calling me that.

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Fixie

NAME : My Forte

RINGTONE : just my type - the vamps

PICTURE : Forte holding his guitar and mimicking his facepaint

LAST TEXT RECIEVED : Dixie, where ru rn

LAST TEXT SENT : uhhh light music room, whatd I do?

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[princessbrunette]

s4ep9 spoilers below the cut ♡

rafe ducking in his boat is so funny idk why he’s just so unintentionally funny

shoupe is lowkey such a good character idc. trying to do his job but trying to ACTUALLY do it properly ……. learning from peterkin :(

BARRYYYYYYYY 🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷and he has hair

pirate rafe.

i know rafe didn’t just propose .

“i want you to quit your job i want you to move in with me” this is the rafe we all know.

john b telling jj off as he should .

“ditching your tracking device? no bueno.” shoupe please

RAFE APPEARING TO SAVE THEM IJBOLEJDKSKSKE

this rafe redemption arc 😭😭😭😭😭

shoupe 🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷

“ok what did i do now.” jj.

the punch knocking rafe out???? jj u need to be diagnosed w something 😭

“aspirin? are you gonna throw it up in my mouth like a seal?” i can’t deal with himskdks

ungrateful ass pogues actually rafe just saved u all.

pope saying “din-din!” oh i love him

“i don’t need an excuse to crash out” hes just like me

they’re making jj the godfather oh he’s def dying

john b is so comforting n daddy to everyone this season :(

jj saying “thats screwed up” about sarah being pregnant 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

jj is so scary this season like stop

need rafes reaction to this baby 😭

not they’re driving through a storm and rafe is suffering in some closet downstairs

cleo gentle parenting jj 😭😭 “hey rudeboy. group activity.”

john b saying “cmon baby cmon” ……….

popes lil rain suit

rafe KSKDKSSK it’s not funny but it is

jj’s bum ass just drinking in bed

“enough of this shit” and what exactly are you going to do god of the ocean jj maybank.

jj diving to save sarah okay !!!!

john b grabbing kie:(((( rafe screaming for sarah :(((((

aw they reunited <3

[amourology]

♡ outer banks concepts

quick notes: back to using layouts for these because whew, not using them had me feeling like a tornado.

warnings: jj AND yn’s recklessness, slight nsfw.

once jj overheard yn talking on the phone to one of the girls saying that she wants nipple piercings, it was basically over for her, little did she know. he made it his mission for her to get them, out of his curiosity and horniness.

so while john b was out, jj figured it’d be the perfect time to start his operation—him giving yn the piercings she’s always wanted right there on the front porch of the chateau. yn doesn’t know why she even agreed to it, but she’s more excited about the outcome. jj was never the most skillful person, but if it meant him touching his girlfriend’s breast out in nature, he’ll take the offer quick.

“and you’re sure you have all the tools required for this?”, the girls asked, nervously nibbling on her bottom lip.

“of course i do,” jj responds. he has yn laying down on one of the benches, pillows underneath her body. he slips on some blue latex gloves and grabs a sharpie, marking the needle points around her nipple.

just when he’s about to reach for the needle, kie shows up, mouth nearly hanging down to ground out of shock.

“jj? yn? what the hell are you doing?!”

do i spy a new anon? u have a different layout than 🕺🏼 anon and concept anon 👀👀

BUT YES I LOVE THIS — also kie my girl thanks for saving my tits sheesh

as much as i love jj, he’s definitely not equipped to pierce y/n’s nipples 😭😭 it’s so like him to try regardless simply bc of horniness tho i can’t

also i can just imagine jj pouting after y/n gets them done professionally, bc you can’t touch them for a good while after so he just sits there, upset about not having thought that through enough

“you were the one that convinced me to get them, babe,”

“yes but i didn’t know i couldn’t touch your boobs for nine to twelve months after!”

[princessbrunette]

s4ep6 and 7 spoilers below the cut ♡

why’s young luke kinda

idgaf that his names jackson he’ll always be jesse in my heart

john b is always crashing out over something no one else gaf about 😭

kiara looking good asf oh my

jj and kie r so unaffectionate i honest to god could never. would have my hands all over him whilst he’s talking idk

british auntoomfs accent is so bad that can’t be real surely

pope is so funny 😭😭😭😭😭😭

“rafe cameron, ceo” “ceo of what” ijbol

tired of pretending i don’t wanna fuck hollis

rafe getting mad he can’t talk to wheezie 🥺

ok like why is he punching the table don’t piss me off

rafe and sarah team up let’s gooooooo

omg jj we are in court. where is the decorum

CRASHOUT INCOMINGGGG

this scene is so good for outerbanks oh my god?????????

WAR PIGSSS????

oh jj you are going to JAILLLL 😭😭

the hand kiss on the mannequin. oh my hod.

this is so apocalypse!jj coded idk

kiara calling out to jj whilst he’s inside yeasys is giving TROYYYYYY right now i can hardly breathe OHHH U CAN DO IT JUST KNOW THAT I BELIEVE ….. 🎵

NOOOO POPEEEE

pope getting arrested for jj cos jj got arrested for pope :(

rafe not now.

oh rafe stand up for god sake

rafe always talking about “ill come after you…” and never does 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 that’s my man though.

one thing about jj he’s gonna be on a bridge in danger

jj is so smart n practical i love him

these delinquents really fucked up popes whole future man

yup pregnant sarah i knew it

this isn’t real. the real kiara wojld have said ABORTTTTT

not pope in the military?????????

pope and cleo post sex scene hello??????

groff you will pay.

john b throwing the molotov just in the air KEKDDKXKDKSK

john b so pathetic this season im cryingggg

jj u were born to be a pirate