#jj maybank x

[bandsofmarv]

Claimed by the devil

Rafe Cameron has always been possessive, but his obsession with you has spiraled into something far darker. When he sees you laughing with JJ Maybank at a party, the thin thread of control he clings to snaps.

TW - obsessive behaviour, jealousy.

Part 2

The party was loud and chaotic, the bass from the music vibrating through the Cameron estate. You were at the bar with JJ, your drink in hand, laughing at one of his stories. It had been so long since you felt at ease—since you felt like yourself. JJ’s carefree energy had a way of pulling you out of the shadows, if only for a moment.

But Rafe Cameron didn’t miss anything. Especially when it came to you.

From across the room, Rafe’s sharp blue eyes tracked your every move, the faintest smile on your lips sending a wave of fury through him. That smile was his. Not JJ’s. Not anyone else’s.

He stood in the corner, drink in hand, his knuckles white as he gripped the glass. He didn’t blink as he watched JJ lean closer to you, his hand brushing yours when you handed him your drink.

Rafe’s vision blurred with anger. No one touched what was his.

Before you even realized he was there, Rafe was standing beside you, his hand gripping your waist with bruising force.

“Hey, babe,” he said, his tone deceptively calm but his eyes burning with rage. “You looked a little too comfortable over here.”

You stiffened under his touch, instinctively pulling away. “Rafe, I was just—”

“You were just what?” Rafe interrupted, his gaze flicking to JJ with a deadly glare. “Entertaining him?”

JJ raised his hands, stepping back slightly. “Relax, Rafe. We were just talking.”

“Talking,” Rafe sneered, his hand tightening around your waist. “That what you’re calling it now? You’re lucky I didn’t put you through that wall for standing this close to her.”

“Rafe, stop it,” you said, your voice shaking. “He didn’t do anything wrong.”

“You don’t get to tell me to stop,” Rafe snapped, his voice rising. “Do you even hear yourself? Defending him in front of me?”

JJ’s jaw clenched, his usual laid-back demeanor gone. “She doesn’t need to defend me, Cameron,” he said, his voice steady. “You’re out of line.”

Rafe let out a cold laugh, his eyes narrowing. “Out of line? You’re standing here, trying to take what’s mine, and I’m out of line?”

“Rafe, you’re making a scene,” you said, tugging at his arm.

“I don’t give a damn about the scene,” he snapped, his attention laser-focused on JJ. “I care about the fact that this piece of trash thinks he can even breathe the same air as you.”

“Maybe because I’m not treating her like a possession,” JJ shot back, his voice cutting. “Ever think about that, Cameron?”

Rafe’s face twisted with fury, and he lunged forward, shoving JJ hard. “You don’t talk about her like you know her, Pogue. You don’t know a damn thing about what we have.”

“Rafe, stop it!” you cried, stepping between them and pressing your hands against his chest.

But Rafe wasn’t listening. His eyes flicked to you, wild and unhinged. “Why are you protecting him?” he demanded, his voice shaking with a mix of anger and desperation. “You should be here with me, not laughing with him like he means something to you.”

You took a step back, your heart pounding. “Rafe, this is insane. You can’t keep acting like this.”

“I’m acting like this because I care,” he said, his voice softening for just a moment before the anger bled back in. “No one else will protect you the way I do. No one else will love you like I do.”

“You’re not protecting me,” you said, tears filling your eyes. “You’re suffocating me.”

Rafe froze, his face contorting in pain. “Suffocating you? I’ve done everything for you. I’ve fought for you, protected you, and this is what I get? You don’t understand what it’s like to love someone so much that it hurts.”

“I don’t want it to hurt,” you said, your voice breaking.

JJ reached out, grabbing your hand gently and pulling you back. “You don’t have to deal with this, Y/N,” he said softly. “Come with me. You’re not safe with him.”

The moment Rafe saw JJ’s hand on yours, something in him snapped. He grabbed your wrist, yanking you back to his side with a bruising grip.

“She’s not going anywhere with you,” Rafe said, his voice cold and lethal. “Do you hear me? She’s mine.”

“Let her go,” JJ said, his voice steady but full of warning.

“She doesn’t want to go with you,” Rafe hissed, his grip tightening. “Do you, baby? Tell him. Tell him you’re staying with me.”

You looked at Rafe, his face a mix of fury and desperation, and then at JJ, his steady gaze full of concern and care.

“Rafe…” you started, your voice trembling but Rafe cut you off. “No,” he said, shaking his head. “Don’t even think about it. Don’t think for one second that you can walk away from me. You belong to me. You always have.”

The weight of his words crushed you, the possessiveness in his voice sending a chill down your spine. You opened your mouth to respond, but the words wouldn’t come.

JJ stepped forward, pulling you firmly out of Rafe’s grip. “She doesn’t belong to you, Cameron,” he said, his voice steady. “You need to let her go.”

Rafe’s eyes darkened, his chest heaving as he glared at JJ. “She’s not leaving me,” he said, his voice low and venomous. “Not now. Not ever.”

But for the first time, you stepped back, your hand in JJ’s. “I can’t do this anymore, Rafe,” you said, your voice barely above a whisper.

Rafe’s face twisted with fury and heartbreak, and he took a step toward you. “You’re making a mistake,” he said, his voice trembling. “You think he can love you like I do? No one can. No one will.”

As JJ led you away, Rafe’s voice echoed behind you, a dangerous promise in every word.

“You’ll regret this, Y/N,” he called out. “You’ll come back. You always do.”

But for the first time, you weren’t so sure.

[frost-queen]

Sea shells (Daughter!R & JJ Maybank)

Requested by: @tomholland1996simp Forever tag:@missmelodramatic, @merlin-dahlia, @alex--awesome--22 @elllie-does-the-posts, @floatlosers, @merlieve, @queen-of-books, @glimmering-darling-dolly@denkisclown, @wildieflower, @meyocoko, @bubblybrianna, @justanothercoco@subjecta13-thefangirl, @m-rae23, @harleyquinnswifeyfrfr, @swampthing07, @melsunshine

Summary: R is 5 years old and JJ's daughter. All of you spend a nice day at the beach where you go looking for some shells. It was a great day untill Rafe and his friends decided to walk up to you and be rude about your dad. In a few seconds your dad and the others are at your side to protect you. (Sorry it took me so long)

The moment your shoes touched the sand, you sat down. – “Y/n what are you doing?” – JJ asked having walked past you, moving his hands up confused. You stuck your tongue out, focusing on untying those hard shoes with laces. You pulled at one end, grabbing it by the ankle in an attempt to pull them off. JJ sighed jogging over to you. – “Let daddy help.” – he said putting you to a stop. You stuck your feet out to him as JJ came kneeling into the sand.

You looked up, eyes squinting at the sun when Kiara walked past you, ruffling her hand through your hair. – “Daddy is so helpful isn’t he.” – she teased touching his shoulder as well. JJ pulled at the laces as they were stuck. The knot almost too hard to untie. Pope sighed seeing him struggle as he set the surfboard into the sand. – “Let me.” – he said almost taking your shoes. – “No!” – JJ slapped his hand away. – “I got it!” – he called out with a glare.

“Clearly you are struggling.” – Pope insisted on, gesturing at his terrible attempt of untying your laces. – “Pope!” – JJ called out, holding a stern finger up. – “I said I got it.” – he made clear. Pope moved his hands up, backing up. – “If you say so.” – he said picking the surfboard once more. JJ was pulling at your ankle to remove your shoe. He felt it give way, making him fall backwards when your shoe got pulled off.

“See daddy could do it.” – he said, showing you the shoe victories. You laughed. – “Catch!” – JJ said throwing your shoe over his shoulder. John B’s eyes widened briefly as he quickly caught it. – “Another.” – JJ said throwing your next shoe over his shoulder as well. John B dropped his surfing board to catch your shoe in the air. You took your socks off, handing them to your father.

JJ stuck them in his back pocket. – “All set?” – JJ asked as you hummed loud. He helped you up, taking your hand. You started to hop around in the sand. Overjoyed to feel the sand between your toes. JJ laughed at your silliness. You let go of his hand, running over to John B. John B grunted pleased, moving a hand to your back when you jumped at him.

He spun around with you, pressing his hand firmly onto your back so you wouldn’t fall as you hung around his legs. He bend a bit down to set you back down. – “Ready for some fun Y/n?” – John B asked. You nodded with a loud hum. You ran over to Pope, holding the surfboard with him. You weren’t actually that much of a help, but you thought so.

They came to the edge where the sand touched the sea. Pope and John B set the surfboards down. – “Can I swim?” – you asked. – “Sure.” – JJ answered hearing Kiara clear her throat. He looked up to her wondering what he was doing wrong. Kiara tapped on her bare arm to give him a hint. – “Oh right!” – JJ said slapping himself on the forehead. – “You first need some sunscreen.” – he tapped your nose. You smiled. Kiara handed JJ the sunscreen as he silently thanked her. Kiara nodded.

John B laid out some towels. JJ squinted some sunscreen on his hand. He then moved his hands over your face. Your eyes squinted and lips pressed together you held your breath. JJ moved his hand away, laughing loud. – “That’s way too much!” – Kiara sighed out. You looked at Pope who snorted loud at the sight of you. – “Like a marshmallow.” – he joked. – “I like marshmallows.” – you responded. Kiara nudged JJ aside to come and stand before you.

“Let me cause your dad can’t put on sunscreen.” – Kiara mocked with a sarcastic smile. She took some sunscreen off your face and started massaging your arms with it. Making sure the sunscreen was equally divided for protection. This was how you were used to it. Your dad tried his best, but luckily he had such great friends to help him out once in a while.

It wasn’t like JJ had a great example of how to be a dad. His was the worst. You barely met up with grandpa for that very reason. JJ hadn’t planned for it, but somehow he got someone knocked up. The girl in question told him she wasn’t ready for a kid but didn’t have the heart to get rid of it. Leading to JJ having to take care of his kid.

“All better.” – Kiara said pinching your nose. – “Thanks Kie.” – JJ said coming to kneel in front of you. – “So are you up for swimming?” – he asked. You nodded. JJ helped you take of the dress you were wearing over your swimsuit. He picked you up, walking into the sea with you. John B, Kiara and Pope following with their surfboards. The water was cold when it touched your feet. It made you shudder, clamping tighter onto your dad.

JJ moved his hand under water, scooping a bit of water to rub on you. Making your body gently ease to the water’s temperature. Pope neared with his surfboard sitting on top of it. You reached for it as JJ swam closer to him. Pope helped you up onto the surfboard. The board rocked with the movement of the water, making you hang on tight. – “Daddy catch me.” – you said, getting up. Pope held onto you, making sure you wouldn’t fall. – “Alright Y/n.” – JJ spoke holding his hands out. You jumped at him, caught in his embrace.

You squealed loudly when you felt the cold water. There came a small wave as it washed over you and JJ’s head. JJ moved quickly above water, wiping your face clean. – “Are you alright Y/n?” – he asked worried as you were spewing out water. – “Uncle B.” – you said, moving your hand blindly in the water. John B got off his surfboard as Kiara held it, jumping into the water. He swam over to you, taking you from JJ. – “I got you kid.” – he said as you clamped your hands around him.

John B wiped his hand over your face to help keep the salty water out of your eyes. It wasn’t much help as his own hands were wet as well. You slowly opened your eyes, not feeling any stinging from the salty water. You pushed yourself off John B, swimming back to your dad. He swam closer to you once he saw you swim, knowing you weren’t that much of a great swimmer yet. – “Y/n you have to tell me when you plan on swimming over.” – JJ scolded, picking you up.

“Sorry.” – you mumbled, wrapping your legs and arms around him. Suddenly you started to laugh, making JJ furrow his brows. Kiara came swimming up, showing her face above the surface full of mischief. – “Auntie Kie.” – you laughed out as she had tickled you underwater. Kiara chuckled taking you from JJ. JJ swam over to John B, getting on his surfboard to rest his limbs for a moment. You held onto Kiara’s shoulders when she swam around with you. 

You sat on the surfboard with Pope, splashing your dad with your feet kicking in the water. He tickled you in return making you laugh loud. After a while, you were interested in something else. You pointed at the beach, holding onto your dad. – “You want to go back?” – JJ questioned. You nodded. – “I want to look for some shells.” – you told him. JJ hummed loud, swimming back to shore with you. – “Stay in sight Y/n.” – he ordered. You saluted him, making him chuckle.

JJ went back in the water as his friends were keeping an eye on you from afar. They weren’t that far in the water to stay close when something would occur. The sand sticked onto your wet skin, feeling rather rough. Looking at the sand, you searched for nice shells. You spotted one, bending down to grab it. It was a broken one as you pushed it deep underneath the sand so it couldn’t hurt anyone. Humming a song, you continued your search.

It didn’t take you long to find a few shells. Holding them in your hand as they had various colors and shapes. You were so caught up in your search you hardly noticed a group of people coming over. Kooks, led by Rafe Cameron. You frowned when a shadow fell over you, making you look up. – “Well what do we have here?” – Rafe said, bending down to tower over you. He looked at your hand, seeing the shells in it. He slapped on your hand so the shells would fall out, startling you.

“What are you going to do about it pogue?” – Rafe said finding himself funny. You kept quiet, knowing you weren’t supposed to talk to strangers. – “Huh!” – he said giving you a hard nudge as you stumbled back. – “I’m not supposed to talk to you…” – you mumbled. – “What?” – Rafe called out, turning his head to you. – “Speak up kid!” – he insisted on. You build up some courage. – “I’m not supposed to talk to strangers.” – you said louder.

Rafe laughed loud. – “Looks like that piece of shit taught you one good thing.” – Rafe mocked referring to your dad. It made you puff your cheeks up in anger. – “Did he teach you how to drink yet?” – he laughed out, pushing you back by your head. – “Hey!” – Rafe and his friends looked up, seeing JJ, Kiara, John B and Pope make their way over. JJ inhaled sharp through his nose, fist trembling with rage near his waist. – “You better run Rafe before I murder you!” – Kiara shouted making her way over fast.

Rafe and his friends took a wary step back. JJ grabbed Rafe by his shirt, pulling it up to his nose. John B and Pope grabbing one of his friends. – “Are you threatening my daughter?” – JJ questioned loudly. JJ pushed Rafe into the sand, not wanting to be violent aroudn you. John B and Pope elbowed the guys in the stomach. Rafe was getting up as Kiara stepped in, slapping him across the face. – “What the hell!” – Rafe called out, touching his cheek. – “Get out of my sight before I beat your ass up.” – She shouted at him.

Rafe nudged his friends, taking a run for it. – “Y/n!” – JJ spun around, running to you. He picked you up, hugging you tight. – “Are you alright? Are you hurt?” – he questioned. – “No daddy.” – you said, hugging him back. JJ sighed relieved. John B had collected your shells, giving them back to you. JJ set you back down, holding your hand as he led you back to their gear. All sitting in the sand as you gave them each a shell.

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[perfectlywrongformend3s]

Secret's Out-JJ Maybank

A/n: I know it's been so long, but I'm back for now! This is part two of a one-shot I did a while ago, so please enjoy. 

-Samantha

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JJ's POV

It's been about a week since John B caught on to my slip up. Now all the pogues have been begging me to let them meet Y/n. I've just been so scared of their reactions especially Kie's since she didn't have the best reaction to John B dating Sarah. 

" Jay, when are you bringing her over?" John B asked 

I sighed before answering. " I would love for you guys to meet her, but I'm a little worried about Kie's reaction." 

He let out a chuckle. " What are you afraid of?" He stopped laughing and turned around. " Oh, man you're actually serious about this."  

I nodded and started messing with my hands. He placed a hand on my shoulder for comfort. " Hey, I'm sure Kie will like her." 

" Thanks man." I said getting up

He hummed in response while heading back to his room. I smiled to myself while making my way outside to my motorbike. 

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I knocked on Y/n's door waiting for it to open. I didn't have to wait too long cause I saw her standing on the other side in such a beautiful sundress. 

" JJ!" she screamed 

I wasn't prepared for her to leap into me which made me lose my balance, but before we both hit the floor I caught myself. I held her up by her thighs while walking through the door. She then got down gently before wrapping her arms around my neck to pull me into a heated kiss. I let out a small groan because of how sweet her lips tasted. I pulled away so I could talk, but she kept trying to chase after my lips. I let out a quick chuckle while saying...

" Baby, hold on. I just want to ask you a question." 

She pulled away with a cute pout. I gave her a smirk. " I promise we can go back to that after this." 

She smiled and nodded before pulling me away from the door to her bedroom. 

Your POV

I was on my bed facing JJ who was also on my bed. He was just sitting there just admiring me, which made me smile. I tilted my head in question. " What did you want to tell me?" 

He smiled and grabbed both of my hands. I then started messing with his rings to give me something to do. " So you know how I said the secret was out the last time I came over." He paused 

I let out a quick hum before he continued. "  All of them want to meet you." I glanced up with excitement. " Wait really!" 

He nodded with a small chuckle. " So, what do you say?" 

" Um, obviously I want to meet them. When?" I questioned him 

" Well, we can either do it right now or tomorrow, but personally I'm leaning more for tomorrow." He said right about an inch from my lips. I smiled and kissed his lips. " Tomorrows good." I said against his lips. 

He let out a chuckle before wrapping his arms around my waist to pull me down on him. 

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The next morning I woke up to the sun beaming in through my windows. I let out a small groan and moved so my head was in-between JJ's shoulder and neck. He moved and pulled me closer to him. He placed a gentle kiss on my temple which made me smile. 

" So you ready to see them today?" Jay asked in his morning voice 

I let out a nervous sigh. I then lifted my head up so it was easy for him to hear me better. " Yea, I'm super excited to see your friends." 

He raised an eyebrow. " Are you sure?" 

I looked down and started drawing random shapes on his chest. I felt him lift my chin. " Babe, they are going to love you. I promise." He softly said 

I smiled and nodded. We both got up out of the comfort of my bed to get ready. 

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I was holding on to JJ's waist and I wasn't letting go. He chuckled before saying...

" Babe, they are going to adore you. And I'll be there the entire time." 

I pressed a quick kiss to his shoulder in response. We both then got off his bike and started walking to the back of the house where we heard voices . I grabbed his hand to help my nerves which he gladly took and gave my hand a squeeze. 

" Hey guys!" Jj said 

They all shouted something, but I couldn't understand due to my brain going all over the place. 

JJ's POV

I could tell she was getting overwhelmed, so I started rubbing small circles on her hand. She turned and gave me a small smile. "This is my girlfriend Y/n. Y/n these are my friends. " I stated 

She gave them all a wave. They all looked super shocked which made Y/n nervous. " Wow! You're super pretty." Sarah said 

She blushed and whispered a Thank you. I mentally thanked Sarah. " This is getting awkward. How about we start a fire to ease the tension. " Pope said 

We all shouted except Y/n/n. She eventually started warming up to everyone and Kie even liked her. I think she could tell I was watching her cause she turned and gave me a peck before going back to talking to the girls. The last thing I did was just wrap my arm around her before chatting with the guys. 

" She's a real charm Jay, don't lose her. " John B whispered to me 

I smiled and quickly glanced at her. " I don't plan on it man." 

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This was super fun to write. I really hope you like it just as much as I do. I miss writing for JJ, I should do more of him. Feel free to request anytime. It might take me a while, but I always try my best to get them out to you guys. 

[personapeters]

✰ 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝!𝐣𝐣

— your boyfriend jj’s random instagram stories (your fanpage :p)

rating: sfw — cw: none

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[randommultifandomrants]

Being a girl is: wanting to go to bed early but deciding to just get on tumblr/wattpad/Ao3 for a little bit and then end up finding a fic series that you really like and read until well past your usual bedtime then keeping on because it’s already past your bedtime. Then being mad when you wake up in the morning because you overslept your timer.

[natti-ice]

18+ mdni

that reality check hitting after reading smut

[thatboisus]

me logging onto tumblr after consuming a new piece of media

[cruel-seduction]

It’s like a full-blown addiction, but instead of drugs or booze, it’s this fictional guy who’s got her wrapped around his finger. She knows it’s fucked up—knows she’s out here daydreaming about someone who’s not even real—but who cares? This guy? He’s everything. He’s charming in the worst ways, flawed in every possible sense, but there’s just something about him that has her hooked. He doesn’t even know she exists, but she’s ready to fight anyone who says a word against him. Seriously, she’ll defend his honor like it’s a fucking life-or-death mission.

He’s a goddamn trainwreck, but he’s her trainwreck. She’ll put up with all his baggage, his emotional scars, his dark sides, because somehow, that brokenness makes him feel more real to her than any real guy could. He’s messed up, but she’ll fix him in her head every single time. Maybe it’s that thrill of knowing he’s dangerous and untouchable that makes him even more irresistible. He might break her heart in a hundred ways, but it’s the kind of heartbreak that makes her feel alive, even if it hurts like hell.

And it’s never gonna happen, right? She knows that. He’s not gonna waltz into her life and sweep her off her feet. But it doesn’t matter. Because she gets to have him on her terms—no messy reality, no awkward first dates, no risking her heart for real. He’s always there when she needs him, in that perfect little bubble of fantasy she’s built for herself. And maybe she’s a little crazy for it, but at least with him, she’s never disappointed. Every time she replays his scenes, reads the fanfics, imagines their future together—it's like a high she can never quite shake. She knows it's all just a mindfuck, but she’s never felt more alive.

[l0caltiredgirl]

when i want fluff/angst fics and all i’m getting is smut

the struggle is real

[mayb4nk]

RAFE AND HIS WEIRD FUGGLER OBSESSED!GF!!

Rafe always knew his girlfriend was weird, but the day she bought the most vile, weird, grotesque stuffed animal was the day he knew she was superrr weird, but he loved her, nonetheless.

YOUR POV:

you were at the store with your boyfriend's sister, Sarah Cameron. she was the complete opposite of him, but that was good. she was a super sweet girl who loved you like you were her own.

as you two walked down the aisles you came across a green stuffed animal with squinted eyes and... human teeth??

"Sarah, look at this!" you said before turning to face Sarah with the interesting stuffed animal in your hands. she looked at you with a face of horror and mock disgust.

"y/n, what is that?!" she asked before taking it from your hands, inspecting it in all its creepy glory. "I do not know, but I want it...!" you said with a grin on your face

you grab the stuffed animal back from Sarah and begin walking to the cash register to begin checking out.

as you and Sarah get into the car, you pull out the stuffed animal and grab one of the protein bars Sarah bought and slide it in his arms, so it looks like he's holding it. you slide your phone out of your pocket and open the camera app and take a picture of it. you then decide to send it to rafe with the title, 'look what i bought'

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RAFES POV-ISH:

rafe was lying down in his bed, wishing he could spend time with you on his day off, but sarah had gotten to you first.

he was about to drift off to sleep until he felt his phone buzz under his pillow. he grabbed it, turned it on, and smiled when he saw it was from you, your name marked with a heart in his notification center.

but his smile quickly fades when he sees the most vile, sickening, and disgusting creature on his screen. his face scrunches up as he types a reply.

“WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT” he frowns when he sees your reply. “it’s your kid don’t be mean??” he then scoffs to himself before typing, “that thing is NOT my kid.” he’s loving this playful banter between you two.

he wears a smile on his face as he sets down his phone once again, letting himself drift off to sleep.

god, he loves you.

sorry this was short :((

tags: @maybanksprincess

[bandsofmarv]

Better than him

JJ Maybank has always been in love with you, but you chose Rafe Cameron—the worst decision, in his eyes. He always watched from the sidelines that was until he reached his breaking point.

Warnings- not really any jealousy.

The night air was thick with humidity as you walked down the beach, your arms wrapped tightly around yourself. The argument with Rafe still echoed in your ears—his harsh words, the way he’d grabbed your arm before letting you go with a warning.

You spotted JJ sitting on the lifeguard tower, a beer in hand. He looked up as you approached, his expression shifting from surprise to concern the moment he saw your face.

“What the hell happened?” he asked, jumping down to meet you.

“Nothing,” you muttered, brushing past him.

“Don’t give me that,” JJ said, stepping in front of you. “You’re shaking. Did he—did Rafe do something?”

You hesitated, your silence answering for you. JJ’s jaw tightened, his hands balling into fists.

“I can’t keep watching this,” he said, his voice rough with emotion. “I can’t keep watching him hurt you.”

You sat on the sand, staring out at the dark waves. JJ paced in front of you, his usual carefree demeanor replaced by raw frustration.

“You don’t have to stay with him, you know,” he said, running a hand through his hair. “You don’t owe him anything.”

“It’s not that simple,” you said quietly.

“Yes, it is!” JJ snapped, then immediately softened his tone. “Sorry. I just… I don’t get it. Why him? Why not—”

“Why not you?” you finished for him, looking up at him.

JJ froze, his blue eyes locking with yours. He swallowed hard, then dropped to his knees in front of you.

“Yes,” he said, his voice breaking. “Why not me? I’d never hurt you. I’d never make you feel small or scared. I’d—I’d love you the way you deserve to be loved.”

Tears filled your eyes, and you shook your head. “It’s not that simple, JJ. Rafe… he’s different when it’s just us. He can be good—”

“Good doesn’t leave bruises,” JJ interrupted, his voice sharp. “Good doesn’t make you cry, doesn’t make you feel like this.”

You looked away, the truth of his words cutting deep.

“I know you think you love him,” JJ said, his tone softer now. “But love shouldn’t hurt like this. And I can’t—” He broke off, his voice trembling. “I can’t stand by and watch him destroy you. Please, just… leave him. Be with me. Let me show you what it’s supposed to feel like.”

JJ reached for your hand, his touch gentle.

“I’d do anything for you,” he said. “You know that, right?”

You nodded, tears spilling over. “I know.”

“Then trust me,” he whispered. “Trust that I can be better for you. That I’ll never let anyone hurt you again.”

Your heart ached at the sincerity in his voice, the way his eyes begged you to believe him. You wanted to. God, you wanted to. But leaving Rafe felt impossible—like trying to escape a storm that followed you everywhere.

“I don’t know how,” you admitted, your voice barely audible.

JJ cupped your face, his thumbs brushing away your tears. “You don’t have to know. Just take my hand, and we’ll figure it out together.”

For a moment, you let yourself imagine it—a life with JJ, free from Rafe’s shadow. It felt like breathing for the first time in years.

“I have to go,” you said, pulling away from JJ.

“No,” he said, standing as you did. “Don’t go back to him. Please.”

“I don’t have a choice,” you said, your voice trembling.

“You always have a choice,” JJ said, desperation lacing his words. “Choose me. Please, just once… choose me.”

You hesitated, your heart caught between the life you knew and the life you wanted.

“I’m sorry,” you whispered, turning away.

JJ watched you go, his heart breaking as the waves swallowed the sound of your footsteps.

———————————————————————

Later that night

You sat in Rafe’s car, his hand gripping your thigh as he drove. His apologies came in waves—sweet words meant to soothe the wounds he’d inflicted.

But all you could think about was JJ—the way he’d looked at you, like you were worth saving and for the first time, you wondered if he might be right.

[ruerecs]

PSA! you don't have to have smut in your fic to make it good.

for all the butthurt people in my reblogs, i’m literally a writer too. that’s literally why i made this post, never said you shouldn’t. just said you don’t have to? (all the people complaining about this post just know i’m laughing at your replies🙂‍↕️)

[goodkidmadcity]

when the fic was so good, you just sit and wish it was you there rn….

[viesglitterwings]

18+ minors dni

being sarah cameron's best friend meant that her older brother, rafe was strictly off limits. but sarah didn't need to know about the lingering looks you and rafe shared whenever you were at her house, or about how every night you found yourself with your hand between your thighs fantasising about rafe. rafe liked you, you knew that, and you also knew you shouldn't have let your jealousy get the better of you while you were drunk, teasing rafe about liking some girl at one of topper’s parties.

"do you ever shut the fuck up?" rafe hisses, one large hand snaking under your waist to pull your hips against him, the other wrapped around your neck, his thumb stroking your pulse. a pitiful moan bubbles up your throat, muffled as rafe pushes your head into the blankets.

"jesus christ, this all it takes, huh? a big dick to shut that bitchy mouth up, yeah?" he groans, his hips slamming into your poor cunt, his cock brushing your cervix.

"rafe! fuck, please- pleasepleasepleaseplease-" you whine pathetically as his arm wraps around your shoulders to pull you up against him.

"yeah, show me how much you love this dick, oh shit," rafe groans as your cunt clenches around him, his cock hitting a deeper spot you didn't even know was possible, moaning when rafe's calloused hand comes down hard on your ass, knowing damn well it's already red.

rafe lets go of you, letting your chest fall forward onto the bed, your smeared lipgloss sticking against the sheets as your running mascara smudges the pillows.

"rafe- ray, fuck i'm so close!" you moan, your head lolling to the side as he pounds into your poor pussy, his abs brushing against your ass at every slam of his hips.

rafe tsks, both hands going to your hips, his groans becoming louder, his movements sloppier, "yeah fuck, baby, you gonna come? yeah? shit- come for me, that's it-" he encourages as you chant his name like some kind of prayer, your fingers curling around the sheets for desperate support.

his hips slam into yours one final time before he comes, painting your walls white, your release following soon after.

"for the record. i like you, not her." rafe says, breathlessly, pressing a gentle kiss to your head.

an: this was my first time writing smut so please be kind! send me requests i'll be happy to write more!

[sleepyangelkami]

smut's fun. have you ever read soul crushing, heart aching, head throbbing comfort that makes your eyes burn out of your head to the point where you just have to crawl into a ball because your inner child feels so safe? haha... yeah smuts fun.

[randommultifandomrants]

Being a girl is pt.2: deciding you’ve read enough fics for the moment and swiping out of the app just to re-open tumblr or open wattpad/ao3