#jj maybank blog

[obx-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.

[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.

[stxrslut]

STXRSLUT MASTERLISTS ⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚

here you can find all of my masterlists! the main headers will have the general lists and as I continue to release fics, there will be various subcategories for each character (ie. stepbro!jj, bbf!johnb etc. etc.)

JJ MAYBANK

JOHN B ROUTLEGE

RAFE CAMERON

POPE HEYWARD

and for the readers…

ANGEL!READER

SWEETIE!READER

PRECIOUS!READER

CUPCAKE!READER

[watchyourmouthorgetslapped]

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

[letsyapthenightaway]

OuterBanks x reader idea

New season spoiler!

I haven't seen the new season of Outer Banks but I need a kook plus-size reader who has always been there for the pogues. She fit in well with Kooks and Pogues. But the Kooks are too stuck up to see past her looks and the Pogues are too in their heads to see that she understands them.

Stood by them no matter what, was the one who thought things through. Kinda like the mom of the group but also seen as too naive? Ditzy? Idk but she was always put in last place.

Maybe she liked Pope then JJ but they both chose Kiara, maybe some jealousy towards her? Whenever she would say something even if right it would get overlooked. She's had her fair share of interactions with Rafe, she doesn't like what he's done but she also sees him differently than the others because something about her makes him wanna be open to her.

I know Rafe has a love interest in the new season but the reader was always the one he would look for. Even with their differences she would give him advice, comfort him, and he would be protective of her.

Again! I haven't seen the newest season idk the context of JJ's death or how the pogues react. But just going off what I'm imagining reader is hurt. Still, she puts the pogues in front of herself making sure they are all okay. Maybe they all once again overlook her ways of helping them.

Idk if I want Rafe to call them all out on this dynamic they have, causing her to finally break down in front of everyone as he comforts her. Or have him speak to her in private like how they usually do but this time instead of her helping him it's him helping her.

I'm about to sit down and watch the new season just so I can see if I can write this. If someone else does write this please let me know so I can read it!

[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 ★

©ᵒᵘᵗᵉʳᵐᵃʸᵇᵃⁿᵏˢ ²⁰²⁴

[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

[macicameron]

intro 𓇼

my name is maci cameron!!

my family: rafe, sarah, ward, wheezie.

my friends are: kiara, john b, cleo.

18, obsessed with pink, music, summer, the beach, taylor swift, late night walks !!

old men, old women, please dont send nudes or dm me <3

admin to oc: @maybanksprincess

inbox: open <3

dms: open <3

[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.

[princessbrunette]

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

[rafeysbunny]

rules & who i write for.

🍒 ‧₊˚ ⋅ rafe cameron.

🍒 ‧₊˚ ⋅ jj maybank.

i will not write anything related to rape/dub-con, blood incest, minors, self-harm or abuse/violence. also, i do not feel comfortable writing about certain kinks like pegging, piss kink, or foot kink (nothing wrong with them, just that it's not my cup of tea). aside from that, feel free to ask for anything.

please, note !

— be kind/polite when sending a request; i won't answer asks like 'smut with x character'. remember writers are people too.

— i'm a slow writer, please be patient with me. sometimes it takes me a lot of time to write, because i'm lacking inspiration or time.

— i only write for fem/afab!reader because that's my gender. i just don't wanna write anything that could be offensive for others accidentally.

— i only take requests for drabbles or thoughs, around 1k, but if i’m inspired i might write a full length fic.

— if i decide not to take on your request, please don’t hold it against me, it's nothing personal! i might decide to pass on a request if i’m not feeling inspired by the idea, i’ve already written something similar, or i don’t think i could do the piece justice.

— i do not write for real people, neither drew nor rudy.

— this blog is mainly nsfw, so minors do not interact.

[stxrslut]

if you dance I'll dance, and if you don't I'll dance anyway

— Lily, 20 years old, enthusiastic writer 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

!!! minors do not interact !!!

— requests are open!

before you proceed to my blog be sure that you read my rules and boundaries

— masterlists (under construction)

— emoji anons (under construction)

— nsfw side blog : @babystxr

— marvel / other side blog : @daydreamsweetie

currently thinking about 🫧💭

rafebarry x reader

daddy johnbee

rafe & sweetie!r

— 🎀 news at stxrslut.net 🎀

I’ve recently made a multifandom blog for all my other fandom writing. It’s linked above! go check it out!

lots of love to everyone who reads and interacts with my page, I appreciate all of you so much, I could never thank you enough for the joy you all bring me ⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚

[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

[letsyapthenightaway]

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