#jj maybank blog

[maybank-archives]

maybank-archives just got a glow up! also hello to the new friends, thank everyone for all the support! :)

[princessbrunette]

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PICTURE YOU ࣪𓏲ּ ᥫ᭡ ₊ ⊹ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃

♩chappell roan — picture you ♩

pairing: pervy pope, jj, john b x reader

cw: sexual fantasies, the pogues being peeping toms, masturbation.

you are responsible for your own media consumption. welcome to kinktober day five. better late than never!

pope knew was he was doing was wrong. you were his neighbour for christs sake.

at the end of the day, he was but a man— and whilst he had no intention of stooping to full pervert level like this, he had slipped up and bragged to the wrong people, AKA — jj maybank, about how his fine ass neighbour had a certain… routine, every friday night… and would leave her bedroom blinds open for it.

the regret fully kicked in when he opened his front door, seeing the excited expression on his two best friends faces.

“no. i shouldn’t have told you.” is how pope greets them.

“dude it’s fine,” jj reiterates, easily moving past him in the entrance to his house with a clap on the shoulder, an only slightly less enthused john b following closely behind with an awkward but willing smile. “we’re not gonna watch. we’re just gonna… like — happen to glance out the window. while she’s flickin’ the bean.”

“thats — that doesn’t make it any more okay.” pope stresses, following his friends up to his bedroom.

“look, she leaves her blinds open right? isn’t that what you said? have you maybe considered that… possibly, and hear me out on this… she wants to be watched?” john b, usually the voice of reason finds it in himself to convince pope just that little more, wide puppy-like eyes doing most of the convincing. he’s probably the only reason pope hasn’t grabbed them both by the scruff of the neck and hauled them out.

the night goes on, and honestly — the perverted plan is nearly forgotten about until their attention is brought to the window just across from popes, the lamp switching on as you arrived home from work. john b swivels on popes desk chair, nodding his head toward the sight with a whistle.

“oop, shows starting.”

“honey, i’m home.” jj sings out in a high pitched voice, excited for what’s to come.

“you’re so much better than this, john b.” pope deadpans, double taking at jj as he switches off the lights to the bedroom sending them all into darkness. “what the hell?”

���do you wanna get caught creepin’ on your neighbour? no? didn’t think so.”

“you done this before jayj?” there’s a lilt of teasing to the brunettes voice as his blonde counterpart grabs a seat and drags it up beside him, the young adults gathered as they watch your figure dart around the room going about your nightly activities.

“shh.”

the boys curse, ducking down slightly when you suddenly appear at your window, fingers grazing the blinds. they stay deadly still in the dark, barely even breathing as to not draw attention to the fact they’re gathered round to watch you. you look pensive, hesitant, like you’re about to draw the blinds and shut the world out and yet… you don’t. you back away, leaving them open.

“huh.” pope breathes, glancing at his wavy haired friend.

“likes an audience. interesting.” routledge hums, voice deep and breathy.

you begin to undress, and they swear the air in the room gets thicker. peeling your leggings down your legs like they’d been painted onto you for the day creates an audible reaction from your neighbour and his friends, jj even going as far as to stick his knuckle in his mouth.

“god damn.” he garbles, earning a hum of agreement.

“oh you really lucked out here pope. the only neighbour i ever had was a 70 year old woman. trust me when she left her blinds open you look the other way.” john b doesn’t remove his eyes from the scene as he recounts the anecdote, causing pope to screw up his face.

the truth was, pope did have his own fantasies and perversions. he told himself time and time again, he wasn’t watching. he was at his desk first, you left your blinds open. visions of you at the library you worked at, helping him with research in that little mini skirt he saw you wear once. bending over to rummage shelves, sweet fat crescent of your pussy on display through your panties. pope would have no choice but to take you right there on the table behind the bookshelves, the two of you trying to stay quiet as he disappears between your thighs, seeking out that sweet nectar…

when he snaps out of it, you’re already on the bed, in perfect eyeshot of the window. just you, that dim lamp that made your skin seem to glow, an oversized tshirt and some panties.

“you guys don’t feel wrong doing this?” pope speaks in a hushed voice like you might be able to hear.

“how could something so right be so wrong, my friend?” jj pulls out a joint to stick into his mouth, only to have it plucked from his lips and tossed aside by the heyward boy.

“i’m drawing a line.”

“alright, that’s fair.”

“you guys are missing it.” john b hums, entranced by the way you palm at your tits through the top, eyes fluttering shut as your body starts to relax into the bed. “putting on a show for us.”

silence falls upon them finally as they stare, your hands trailing down to lift the hem of your shirt up and over your breasts, massaging the fat and plucking at the nipples.

“oh wow.” pope breathes, jj breaking out into a grin.

“this is some american pie shit right here.”

“grow up.”

“i’m just saying.”

it seems like forever before your hands reach down to your panties, fingers gingerly dusting over the thin fabric of what appears to be baby blue panties with a pink bow at the top centre. jj even swears he can see the gloss of your arousal on your open thighs from where he’s sat. you begin to rub yourself through the material, teasingly and you pull your bottom lip beneath your teeth, sucking in a breath.

“th’atta girl.” john b murmurs, and the air in the room suddenly feels too hot, too stifling. it wasn’t this hot five minutes ago.

“its like i… can’t look away.” pope justifies in just above a whisper, finally perching down to a more comfortable view, watching the way your head tosses side to side, back arching just that little bit as you try and find a better angle. patience leaves you, and you’re pulling the panties off all together.

“would you look at that.” jj marvels, before glancing at his two friends. “y’all mind if i jerk off real quick?”

“what?” pope screws up his face, and john b glances at him.

“yeah, uh. i mind.”

“it can’t wait?” pope adds, shaking his head and jj throws up his hands.

“i thought that’s what we were doing’ here alright my bad!” he dodges john b’s disapproving swat, eyes wide. “oh that’s where you draw the line? y’all are not real freaks.”

“no.” john b shakes his head, pope chiming in with a “thank god.”

but as their attention lands on you once more, your fingers sinking into that glossy hole — they begin to really reconsider their choice.

[kiiyomei]

[ Short Drabble for Bad Bitch! Kook & JJ, since some seemed to love the duo and secretly how much of a simp he is for her. I do plan to go down the lore of the duo together to get more insight of their relationship]

[ TW : None except fluff. Maybe heavily kissing and lingering touches but no actual smut. ] + Ross Lynch and Jaz Sinclair reminds me of Bad Bitch Kook or Sweetheart Kook lowkey. | 

Bad Bitch Kook! surely had the fair share of moments of getting a little dirty but barely lifting any sort of finger to get completely dirty whenever going out with the Pogues and Sarah, on adventures.

She never minded it, cause eventually JJ would come to her rescue if in case it got too dirty to her liking and as much as it used to bug out the others—they slowly came around to her princess treatment, unlike their simp best friend who did anything for her.

Which caused her to feel bad, recently and deciding to go on the date except doing what her boyfriend wanted to do this time to make him happy. What she had anticipated was the idea of doing a little hiking to find some special spot on the island, specifically on the cut and to bring extra clothes.

“Jay, how much longer?” She whined for the second time, after choosing poorly for the shoes which was her favorite pair of rhinestone brown sandals.

JJ snickered, knowing her little sass and high maintenance attitude whenever it came to getting dirty, lifting a finger or sweating at least.

“I mean, I offered to carry you.” The blonde responds, peering over his shoulder while carrying the mini cooler and her little tote bag filled with their stuff.

“But your hands are already full.” She pointed out the obvious, not wanting to add on more baggage.

Instead of responding, JJ ignored her complaints after putting down the cooler and setting the tote bag on top to avoid letting it get dirty from the dirt ground. Bad Bitch! Kook left confused, wondering what he was up to until blinking once and hoisted over his shoulders like a sack of potatoes as if she weighed nothing.

“Jay! Let me down!” She exclaims, shocked and little surprised he did it so effortlessly while picking up their belongings and continued walking.

The blonde boy simply smirked, glancing over to get the glimpse peak of her ass clad in the leopard print swimsuit bottom and black mesh cover-up over it for the occasion of their little date together.

“Nah, I like this view.”

Until she swiftly smacked her ass across his ass in response. “Then I like this view too.”

“Don’t get any bright—HEY! Out of there!”

~•~

All in worth, the hike was worth it for the grand view of the little waterfall and the beauty of Mother Nature herself—including the area to themselves without any Kooks, such as Rafe and his friends to cause any fights that will ruin their date together.

As of recently, Bad Bitch Kook! stopped wearing any buss-downs and extensions instead embracing her natural curly Afro around JJ and the others often…unless she did hairstyles to protect it.

(She later learned that JJ was obsessed with goddess braids, knotless braids, box braids, and etc. the white man was obsessed with her entirely.)

“And here we are, Princess.” JJ says, letting her down to the soft mossy ground and setting down the cooler filled with ice, including the beers & her fruity wine coolers. “That wasn’t so bad, right?”

“No, but you could’ve let me walked halfway.” She tried to complain, slightly feeling bad he carried her the whole nine yards to the special spot.

The blonde simply rolled his eyes, walking towards her and pulling her in close with his hands rested upon her hips, squeezing gently to assure her concern.

“A pretty little mama like you, is practically weightless like a feather. It wasn’t a hassle at all and I’d do it again.” He says, giving reassuring words and placing delicate kisses upon her forehead.

“Besides, your ass was a nice view.” He added, only to receive a swift smack to his chest from her.

“You’re such a guy.” She replied with a playful scoff, but smiling little bit after. “But you’re right, let’s have fun before it gets dark out.”

[erwinsvow]

when you start dating pope, it’s like you’ve also started dating jj. they come as a joint package, which you kind of already knew but not to this extent. jj almost always crashes your dates, shows up to the picnic you packed and spread out on a towel at the beach, starts snacking on the heart-shaped fruit you’d cut up for pope. sometimes the two of you ditch dinner because he needs to run to go help one of this friends—more often than not, it’s jj. even when you’re just cuddling in pope’s room, sneaking up there to be alone even though his parents know and love you, you’ll hear the roar of jj’s bike and groan into pope’s chest.

if you’re annoyed (besides for the occasional whine) you don’t show it to your boyfriend. this is his best friend, and by association, should be your friend too. you welcome him to everything you and pope are doing, pack extra food just in case, make pope buy a large cream when he really wanted a small because you know jj will eat the rest.

it’s nice, you’re beginning to think. you just want pope to be pleased with you—which he always is. you don’t understand the implications of this little trio you’ve become a part of until a little later.

in pope’s truck, smooshed in the front between pope driving and jj in the passenger seat. you’ve been driving for what feels like ages, listening to the two boys talk back and forth, cracking jokes and making each other laugh. you’re too sleepy to engage, quietly watching the road ahead for as long as you could before your head dips and settles onto pope’s shoulder.

“hey, pretty girl-” pope starts, trying to shift his arm to keep the wheel stable. “we’re almost there, don’t fall asleep on me now.”

you mumble something indecipherable against his shirt, when you hear jj speak up.

“nah, man, let her sleep. who knows what kinda freaky shit you put her through. she needs to rest.” you barely understand him, just hearing your boyfriend and his friend exchange words quietly, laughing.

“jj, help me out here so i can drive,” and you feel yourself being moved from pope’s shoulder by big, warm hands on your arm and then on your waist. you don’t resist, only pull away from jj’s touch to give pope a kiss on the cheek, before leaning away from him and melting into jj’s grip, head against his chest, his arm around your shoulder and hand playing with your hair. you’ve never thought about it before, but jj smells really good—not exactly the pine and saltwater and cotton scent of pope, but musky like the forest and the sand at the beach. you’re out within a minute, chest rising and falling evenly and quiet snores filling the truck.

jj stares down at you in his arms for a little too long, and then looks up at pope, who’s looking at the two of you. they both smile.

[watchyourmouthorgetslapped]

We got more JJPope in the first 5 episodes of this season than in all of s3. We're so back.

[outermaybanks]

⋆⭒˚.⋆ JJ Maybank Masterlist ⋆⭒˚.⋆

below is my masterlist to all things jj maybank key: anything with a ⭑ is smut

★ anything jj related can be found here ★

✰ originals ✰ bsf!jj teaches you how to suck dick ⭑ - part two ⭑ part three just a kiss - part 2 - part 3 ⭑ - jj x bi!reader x kie out of the woods masterlist - oc x jj fic that is essentially a rewrite of outer banks calm after the storm ⭑ mr. sandman ⭑

★ requests ★ jj shows kook!reader what she's missing - part 2 - part 3 ⭑ homerun - bsf!baseball!jj ⭑ only you can call him jesse not really a kook

✰ blurbs ✰

★ moodboards ★ son of poseidon bsf!baseball!jj jj vibes victor of the 68th hunger games the pogues start a band

✰ headcannons ✰ bsf!baseball!jj

★ my recommended jj fics ★

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[nottsangel]

damn can’t people just watch a show and move on. why you gotta be so obsessive with the actor’s lives and who they date, what they do etc like girl they’re just doing their job like everyone else. some of you are worrying more about these ppl’s lives than their own mothers atp lol it’s a bit embarrassing

[r-cameron]

pov: you just like looking at him but won't admit it

[maybankiara]

ok but the fact that in every fic i've written that included jj was about him finding a family, letting go of his past, learning that he deserves to be loved and have a home, given that was where his character's been heading since the first episode, only for the pates to do... literally anything but that. what was the point? out of all of them, he was the one who deserved a happy ending the most.

[letsyapthenightaway]

Damn, *long list of fictional crushes* wouldn't have done me like this.

[livmcameron]

im trying to think of shifting as something easy, like i can do it in a blink of an eye. i always do affirmations like im already there and during the day i feel really connected. people say "omg stop being lazy, just shift", ok im trying A LOT, im not lazy, and im trying so harddd

[princessbrunette]

jj be like “hey i got you one of them sonny angels” and hands you this

[kiiyomei]

✨INTRODUCING BAD BITCH KOOK R! ✨

Bad Bitch Reader grew up in Manhattan New York, always living the luxury lifestyle thanks to her father’s build-up from new money in his business as CEO.

Bad Bitch Reader that met Rafe and his group of friends rather quickly the first time, after they bumped into her spilling their drink on her vintage juicy purse without bothering to apologize.

She didn’t take it lightly, marching right up to Rafe and instead of tapping his shoulder, she grabbed his full attention away immediately.

“You could say excuse me and apologize after, dickhead.” She says, glaring up towards his tall stature and crossing her arms over her chest.

Rafe held the cocky smug look on his face, having nonchalant attitude towards the new face; ‘she was bitchy…but also hot’ he thought to himself.

“Hello? Is all of the air clogging your sense of hearing?!” She snapped him out of his deep thought, by rudely snapping her fingers in his face. “Whatever, just stay out of my way vanilla ice.”

“Who even is she?” Topper asked, with a small scoff and glaring at her figure disappearing from their line of sight from the bar area of the country club.

“I don’t know but…think I’m in love.” Rafe says, smirking smugly as he couldn’t take his eyes off of her.

Bad Bitch Reader only wears designer brands such as Gucci, Yves Saint Laurent, Prada, Chanel and etc.

Underneath the lore, she will never turn a blind eye to Juicy Couture, Ed Hardy, Victoria Secret and others as she was into fashion highly.

She is Y2K coded and little bit of the new generation fashion sense.

Bad Bitch Reader has trust issues mostly with females, making it harder to make friends in the island. She managed to find genuine friendship with Kiara and Sarah, later introducing her to the Pogues.

She became close with Pope for his fascination with plenty of knowledge about things and being able to listen to him yap forever (especially if she’s stoned)

John B warmed up to her after seeing that she managed to be close with Kiara and Sarah easily.

JJ wasn’t the easiest at first, considering he thought she was straight bitchy and ‘just another Kook’ until she offered the pre-rolled pink joint from her purse to share with him. (Especially after she told the story of how she bumped into Rafe.)

Bad Bitch Reader smokes weed if it’s pre-rolls or something she rolled on her own with her pink joint papers, sometimes the fruity flavored ones such as cherry or strawberry. no in between.

Bad Bitch Reader playlist goes something like…

Hoe by Jhené Aiko ft Miguel to HISS by Megan Thee Stallion depending on her mood.

Theme Song Anthem : Brokey By Latto

divider credits : @anitalenia

all feedback including reblogs are appreciated🫶🏽🩷

+18 blog here. Ageless Blogs and Minors will be blocked immediately.

[jjxkiaraxpopexcleoxjohnbxsarah]

Jiara, they’re like a rollercoaster ride through the Outer Banks. Buckle up, because we’re diving into the wild world of JJ and Kie!

JJ’s Been Crushing Since Day One:

You know that feeling when you spot someone across the room, and your heart does a little salsa? JJ’s been doing that since Season 1. He’s got those puppy-dog eyes for Kie, and it’s adorable.

Maybe it’s the script, the characters, or just plain old magic, but their chemistry is like a secret handshake. You can’t fake that stuff.

Awkward Beginnings:

So, they finally cross that friendship boundary. It’s like tiptoeing through a minefield. JJ and Kie are both about as sensitive as a cactus, so their relationship starts off awkwardly.

The Great Debate: Chemistry or Nah?:

Now, here’s where it gets spicy. Some folks say they’re like PB&J—perfectly matched. Others are side-eyeing, going, “Where’s the sizzle?”

JJ’s all about self-sabotage, and Kie’s got her walls up. It’s like they’re playing emotional Tetris. But hey, real relationships aren’t always fireworks; sometimes they’re slow-burning campfires.

The Underwhelm Factor:

Season 3 rolls in, and we’re expecting fireworks. But it’s more like a sparkler. Sure, that reunion in Episode 2? Pure gold. Madison Bailey’s got heart eyes for days.

But Rudy’s holding back a bit. Maybe JJ’s inner demons are whispering, “Dude, don’t mess this up.” And Kie’s like, “I’ve got trust issues, but you’re cute.”

Even with the godforsaken time jump, I’m hoping for more gusto in Season 4. JJ, please show us that romantic side without tripping over your own shoelaces.

The Jiara Equation:

JJ + Kie = Awkwardly Adorable

JJ + Kie + Cocaine Adventures = Outer Banks Drama

JJ + Kie + Sand Between Toes = Beachy Bliss

In conclusion, Jiara’s chemistry might not be as explosive as John B and Sarah’s, but it’s got that slow-burn charm. They’re like mismatched puzzle pieces—awkward, imperfect, but somehow fitting together. So, here’s to more Jiara moments, sunsets, and maybe a stolen kiss or two. 🌅💕

[outermaybanks]

⋆⭒°.⋆ Out of the Woods Masterlist ⋆⭒°.⋆

Basically, I rewrote Outer Banks and make JJ and my oc kiss like dolls

remember when you hit the brakes too soon twenty stitches in the hospital room when you started crying, baby, i did too but when the sun came up i was looking at you

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Hii i'm angel, twenty yrs old, she/her, I'm chubby ♡, arab (Iraqi girl) bisexual, born and raised Catholic, still am Catholic (be respectful of this or leave my blog), i study law at uni but write in my free time (not fanfics)! I was raised by my single mommy, 2 (now in the military) older brothers, and the best big sister ever - im the baby <3

Things you may call me 🎀 Darling, sweetheart, pup/puppy, kiddo, princess, baby, love, pretty, good girl, little one, baby girl, kid, sweetie + anything else like this (ask b4 calling me it ♡)

I can/could/maybe call you 🎀 Daddy, sir, mommy, dad + anything else like this (must ask if I am comfy with calling u anything else, if not I am, I am not obligated to call u it ♡)

some of my interests 🎀 baking, cooking, reading, writing, shopping, animals, watching anime, horror movies, anime, gilmore girls, to all the boys i've loved before, lots of TV shows and movies, collecting lots of plushies, playing Minecraft, stardew valley, and the sims, fictional men, dad bods <3

some of my dislikes 🎀 my dad, insects, vomiting, spiders, carnival clowns, lighting/thunder, fireworks, mean people, & loud noises.

my kinks 🎀 ddlg, daddy kink, choking, nipple play, clit biting, bondage, breeding (like being bred, don't want kids yet), cockwarming, praise!!! , spanking, name calling in bed, older men (?), voice kink, hands (?), & more ♥︎

artists I love 🎀 taylor swift, sabrina carpenter, olivia rodrigo, harry styles, girl in red, chappell roan, gracie abrams, lana del ray, cigarettes after sex, the neighbourhood, arctic monkeys, lizzy mcalpine, beach bunny, conan gray, sza, & more 💕

do not do the following / don't ask 🎀 my socials, don't ask for pics or audios, sc@t play, v0mit, foot fetishes, r@ceplay, @g3play, bl00d, p1ss, no r@pists, z1on1ists, p3dos (50+ go away), & no minors (I love my block button btw 🩷)

my husbands/wives 🎀 Tom Riddle, John Price, Simon Riley, Ellie Williams, Valeria Garza, Mitch Marner, Eddie Munson, Michal Mrakiz, Roman Godfrey, Rafe Cameron, John B Routledge, Abby Anderson, JJ Maybank, Zade Meadows, Bakugo Katsuki, Sukana Ryomen, Rhys Larsen, Coriolanus snow, Nate Jacobs, & more ♥︎

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