#obx season 4 spoilers

[saintsir4n]

you notice how they didn’t check up on pope in jail, or how he and cleo were the last to know about the baby?!

[artist-issues]

that was real dumb. From a storytelling point of view, truthfully. Why would you take the only character who has some real-life characterization, some stuff that grounds the show and makes it's main element feel at least a little rooted in reality, and unravel all that characterization—and then kill him off?

Let me back it up.

It's a teen treasure-hunting show. Nobody wants to watch that unless all those individual words feel realistic enough to be relatable, and compelling. Teen. Treasure-Hunting. Emphasis on teen, otherwise I'd watch National Treasure.

you have the boy hero who's dad was a treasure-hunter and mysteriously disappeared. Thats not very realistic, its a little fantastical, but you can make it feel realistic if you work hard, and compelling if he's a good actor with chemistry.

you have the hot girl who's part rich-kid, chosen-poor-kid, who hangs out with the underdogs just...because. Okay, that's a little cliche, a little "my parents don't understand me, I'm a rebel without a cause" in the cheeseball way. Clearly gotta be the girl-in-the-group, gotta be eye-candy. But you can make it feel realistic if you work, and compelling if she's played by a good actress with good chemistry.

you have the boy who's a brainiac and he hangs out with the underdogs because they'll be nice to him even if he's a weird brainiac, just...because. He's like the good-boy in the bad-boy group. Another cliche, but that's fine. That won't take too much work to explain, and it's not super compelling, but it rounds out the crew, and again, it'll work if you have a good actor with good chemistry.

you have another hot girl who's basically perfect and joins the hero group later—she's rich but she's more compassionate to poor people than literally anyone around her for unexplained reasons, she can be inconsiderate but that compassion thing comes in clutch if consequences ever roll around to keep her likeable, she's funny, charming, strong when she needs to beat someone up for girl-power but damsel-in-distressy when her boyfriend needs to look heroic, willing to turn on her whole family for the love of our hero, whatevs. Cliche, but you can even make her feel real if you work. Points for an actress who's good and has chemistry.

and then you have loose-cannon, comic-relief boy who's like our hero but grungier and slightly less heroic so that he doesn't steal the spotlight. He can break up tension when you need a break from tension, OR he can bring it in when you need to start drama, because like we said, he's a loose-cannon. Fine. Cliche—

—oh but wait. His dad abuses him. Oh, that's some real stuff right there. Real-world stuff. Not "my daddy's a supervillain murderer," or "my daddy ran off and disappeared treasure-hunting," or even "my daddy doesn't like my friends." It's right in between the cliches and extremes. It's real-feeling in a way that everything else isn't.

But maybe they'll overdo it and make it super-tragic, super-dramatic, they'll shoot it in a way that's too gratuitous, he's got PTSD but it's way overdone, he's all weak and mumbly or he's got to be taken care of by the rest of our motley crew like a soft boy—

No? No, they're not doing any of that? No, they shot it in a realistic way that portrays the horrible tension of the relationship but doesn't linger too long, too melodramatically? No, the character isn't making this his whole thing—hems actually acting like this is just a part of life? A sucky part of life, but a normal part of normal life for him? Woah. Thats real stuff right there. And it causes the trauma and the rage and the heartbreak but...all that stuff just simmers...under the surface? Realistically under the surface? He brushes the abuse topic off with people who care about him, but he's perfectly willing to use the abuse topic to get out of trouble with adults who are on his case? Like a real teenager in real life who grows up around this and experiences it might?

Wow. That doesn't take much work to do, at all. It writes itself. It is real and true.

More than that—little things—when a character says a heroic line of drama-film dialogue about treasure hunting, this comic-relief boy always winds up saying something...random and sort of shallow? He says something about weed or repeats what the dramatic kid said in a funny accent? Like a real teenager would in real life? Like a real kid, who really responds to everything as if he doesn't think much about The Future or Epic Destinies?

He eats moldy bread when everybody else is poring over a treasure map? He flirts inappropriately when he should be dramatically waking up in his concerned lover's arms after getting hurt saving her? He makes really stupid decisions, not because they need to cover a plot hole or because he's "the dumb one" but because...he's a badly-raised teenager who genuinely has always had to look out for himself? He says something simple and real when any other character would've said something daring and poetic?

And put on top of all that that he's played by an actor who's really good at his job and has great chemistry with everything that breathes onscreen?

That's the character that puts the teen in "teenage treasure hunting show." The real, believable adolescent-who-doesn't-think-beyond-the-moment. The reason watching this team of cliche treasure-hunter stereotypical breakfast-club Romeo-&-Juliet cast is even interesting.

By having JJ be a trailer-trash punk who's dad beats him up, who loves to have a good time with his friends and takes his anger about his lot in life out on a silly us-versus-them rich kid group every chance he gets? By being the character with one foot in "reality" and the other in "adventure" out of sheer "I've had nothing my whole life so I don't know what Considering My Future is, and I might as well be cocky" attitude?

He grounded the show. You can believe John B would drive his van into a moving plane, and Pope would be able to win in a fight against a grown-man drug-dealer, and buried treasure exists and can be found by kids—you can believe all of that because of JJ. Because one character feels real, your subconscious goes, "I know that the writers know what 'real' is because JJ stood up covered in bruises in that hot tub, so I trust them to bring 'real' back in somewhere down the line."

I'm not saying there's nothing else realistic in the show. I'm saying, he felt the most really real.

And they killed him.

I don't care how pretty and neat it is to see my hometown in their show, I'm not watching it anymore, it was already way not worth it, but that's just ridiculous.

Don't even get me started on the way they killed him, and by whom, and how it was shot, and at what point in his "character arc" it was done. Ridiculous.

[asstroyess]

Your telling me JJ Maybank, who has been abused by his father, who has tried so hard to not stoop down to his dad’s level, who has had to live with always being known as a ‘Maybank’, a scum on the island and a delinquent…

And it turns out that he isn’t even a Maybank?

That Luke isn’t even his biological father?

That he is apparently a Kook?

crying in the club rn

[phantompoguefangirl]

Okay so I was looking at photos of baby showers for story ideas and these came up and I just

If John B and Sarah had the money, this is what their baby shower would look like:

The FUCKING BABY TWINKIE VAN AHHHH

[diamondsunbursts-and-marblehalls]

“take care of the others”

the screw up who’s angry all the time, who was abandoned and abused by all the family he had, who would do anything for his friends, make any sacrifice, fight every battle and take all the blame. even as he’s dying his concern is for the people he’ll leave behind.

[rafeslxt]

No so I know I’m late but the ending of season 4 had me SOBBINGGGGG.

Sarah hugging rafe and him breaking down 😭

JJ????? 😭😭😭😭😭😭

I don’t think I can recover from this. The Pate brothers really just ripped my heart out of my chest and stomped on it

[bloodibambiidoll]

Low key OBX spoilers under the cut

Jj looks so fucking hot my pussy is literally screaming for him in epsidoe 6 right now. This scene is crazyyy. With war pigs playing? Insane.

[arandomblackgirl]

I'm heartbroken. The last time I cried this much about a character was when I watched the Red Wedding. All he wanted was a home...

[persuaison]

" where the living and dead collide, John B will provide " kajsjekddj I freaking love him sm 🤣😭

[butterflyfairy99]

Hi! 😊 I haven't really involved myself in the obx fandom yet, but I would love to talk to fellow watchers about series four and also to have a nice rant about it 🤣 You are more than welcome to message, me, send me asks or even comment on or reblog this post!

Please make sure that you put a spoiler warning beforehand for the people who haven't watched the latest series yet. Thank you! 😊💖

[smolbean1998]

season 4 part 2 spoiler

I think bc idk if everyone's seen it yet

was listening to bigger than the whole sky by Taylor Swift and my cousin was like wait till they give us the JJ edits to this song, like bitch I'm not okay leave me alone.

also i think it's cute that we get to see sarah and rafe hugging but like BRING BACK WHEEZIE

[saintsir4n]

“THEY’RE WERE ISOLATING RAFE AND TREATING HIM SO BADLY.” Yeah no shit, he’s the worst and tried to kill them all collectively and individually multiple times. Remove your bias and be so fucking real!

[xreaderbooks]

Hi just wanted to know if you had any thoughts on the first part of season 4 of obx

Hi! Sorry for the late response I haven't looked through all my messages 😭

SEASON 4 PART 1 SPOILERS !! (to those who haven't watched it yet)

I loved loved loved season 4 part 1, I thought it gave all of the old vibes from season 1 and 2 (which were definitely my favorite seasons of outerbanks, season 3 was kind of a let down for- sorry to the people who actually liked it- S3 was just not it from me) I missed the old pogues and I feel like they did a good job with the first part, although it felt a lot more intense, like the stakes are higher and to me it feels more adult like they have more to lose (which they do but yeah idk it was scary)

JJ betting on himself for the race was actually insane (and to bet the rest of the gold had me screaming) and to blame it on john b I was fuming cause like girl wdym it was his fault??

I feel like pope shouldve just hid the gold from jj and should've told the rest of the group like yeah I'm moving the gold to a more jj proof location, don't tell him, cause you think they would have learned from the first hundred times jj's made reckless decisions with money, the big red flag being the most recent one of the auction...

shoupes interview with the pogues was great all of their reactions and the little details of their facial expressions, loved it

Rafe having an actual gf now had me sickkk

Sarah was ADORABLE and her and pope was a duo I never knew I needed

pope and cleos relationship makes my heart melt

I saw lots of parallels from the first season and this one including the whole diver down thing and the fact that jj and kie got the bends 💀

Topper and that ruthie bitch has got to go idc how they do it- I've had enough- her existence is a crime, these outerbanks writers really know how to piss me (us- the fans) off

kind of disappointed jj and sarah arent siblings, that would have been a cute little thing if they chose to go that route but they didn't and now we know who his real parents are, suffice to say I'm disappointed

i really liked part 1, thought they did a good job, there were a lot of moments that pissed me off with the kooks and chandler groff is like another version of ward cameron except worse, hollis was also very annoying trying to swindle rafe and blackmailing sofia (who I still have very mixed feelings about)

idk those are my thoughts, im sure I missed a point or two but let me know if there's anything else you wanted to ask and feel free to tell me your thoughts, i'd love to read your opinion :)

[spideyhexx]

pleaseeeee can we have your thoughts on the part 2 of obx4

they’re still in the process of happening but here’s some short stuff, spoilers below!

I don’t like the Sarah and John b pregnancy thing at all

Jj dying after some of the most interesting character development for him is fucking insane and I know the set drama had a hand in this which is UNPROFESSIONAL

Drew continues to show he’s the best actor on the show and him and Madelyn’s scene in the finale was so fucking good

[inbeautifulruins]

Here are some of my canon changes. Yeah, I skimmed through the season, and I'll also give my thoughts about season 4 while I'm under there.

Firstly, the first half of the season was great, the second half I didn't like and I think we all know why. So for a run down here is how my canons will be portrayed.

Ruthie? Even if she's on my discord to ruin peoples lives she does not exist with my Topper, period. The bitch is crazy. Unless plotted, at least.

JJ is not a kook. Luke is is his father because honestly that storyline made NO sense to me at all. And my OC mother for him, Cricket, is still very much a thing. Because fuck canon I'm keeping her. He also didn't fucking die. *middle fingers to the air*

Sarah is not pregnant lol not at no 19 with everything going on.

John B isn't acting like the life got sucked out of him.

So needless to say the second half of the season is getting a no from me and I may not bother with season 5. Look, I respect if it was Rudy's choice to leave, I do. Doesn't mean I'm at all happy with how the show went. I feel like season 4 could have been better without the pregnancy plot, without the kook JJ plot, and what not.

But I have to admit JJ in episode 6 was fucking hot...Anyway...

That's all there is.

[littlelamy]

boat scene with rafe

requested by @gibson-g1rl l <3 😘 part 2

credits: oysters png from @saizun , and amazing gifs from @rafeyscurtainbangs

The boat rocks beneath you as you step toward where Rafe sits bound against the wall, looking both furious and oddly vulnerable. You catch his eye as you enter the room, holding a small packet of aspirin and a plate of food. His eyebrows lift slightly in surprise, but his cocky smirk returns almost immediately.

“Look who’s here to take care of me,” he drawls, his voice dripping with that familiar teasing tone, though there’s a flicker of genuine relief in his eyes.

“Don’t flatter yourself.” You roll your eyes, but there’s no real bite to your words. You set the plate down next to him and hand over the aspirin, glancing away to avoid letting him see the small, reluctant smile tugging at your lips. “Thought you’d need this. Can’t have you passing out on us.”

Rafe takes the aspirin from your hand, holding your gaze just a little too long before he swallows it dry. “I’ll admit, I wasn’t expecting room service,” he murmurs, eyes never leaving yours. “Didn’t know you cared this much.”

You scoff, folding your arms. “You should know by now I don’t want you dead, Rafe,” you say with a wry smile. “But don’t expect this to become a habit.”

He chuckles, the sound low and a little smug. “We’ll see about that,” he says, shifting against the ropes, clearly enjoying the attention. He nods toward the plate. “So, what—are you gonna feed me, too?”

You blink, taken aback by his nerve, and then raise an eyebrow, letting sarcasm color your voice. “Would you like me to? Or do you think you can manage?” You narrow your eyes, daring him to keep pushing.

Rafe’s smirk wavers, his cheeks turning the faintest shade of pink as he quickly looks away. “I can handle it,” he mutters, clearly flustered but trying to play it off. “Don’t get carried away.”

“Oh, don’t worry, I wasn’t planning to.” But you can’t help the grin tugging at your lips as you settle back, watching as he tries to pick up a piece of food from the plate with an awkward, fumbling grip, struggling against the restraints.

You stifle a laugh as he tries to eat without making a mess, and he catches you smiling, his jaw tightening. “Something funny?” he snaps, though there’s a hint of embarrassment in his tone.

You shrug, biting back your amusement. “Nothing at all. You look perfectly in control.”

Rafe grumbles under his breath, focusing intently on his food to avoid meeting your eyes. Another wave rocks the boat, causing you to steady yourself against the wall, and you look back to find him watching you, something almost like concern flickering in his gaze.

“Be careful,” he mutters, his voice softer, dropping the bravado for a split second.

For a moment, you just look at each other, the storm outside and the chaos around you fading into the background. His cocky expression softens, and he gives you a small, grateful nod. He won’t say it, but you know he’s thankful.

“Thanks,” he says quietly, his gaze lingering on you a beat longer.

“Yeah, yeah,” you reply, crossing your arms as you lean back against the wall. “Just don’t make me regret it.”

Rafe grins, his cockiness slipping back into place, but now it’s warmer, less of a wall and more like something shared just between the two of you. As he reaches for another bite, he murmurs, “Wouldn’t dream of it.” And as much as you try to resist, you can’t help the small, reluctant smile that crosses your face in response.

The storm hits hard, the boat rocking violently beneath your feet. You’re barely able to keep your balance as you make your way through the narrow, dimly lit hallway. Waves crash against the hull, each one sending a jolt of panic through your body. But there’s something else clawing at you—something that won’t let you ignore the sound of Rafe’s voice, sharp and desperate, calling from another room.

“Come on! Cut me loose!” His voice cracks, the desperation in it too raw to ignore.

You freeze, breath catching in your throat. Rafe. He’s still tied up. The ropes are holding him in place as the boat teeters precariously on the brink of capsizing. You can hear Pope and Cleo yelling from the kitchen, their voices overlapping, trying to convince you to leave it alone. To save yourself. But you can’t. Not this time.

You grip the knife tighter, your fingers cold and trembling from the anxiety rising in your chest. There’s no time to think. Rafe’s call keeps echoing in your head, and that voice—the urgency, the fear—pushes you forward. You make your way toward the room where you heard him last, the sound of the storm growing louder as it pounds against the sides of the boat.

Before you even get to the door, Cleo’s voice rings out. “No! Y/N, No!”

Pope’s voice follows, sharper. “Y/N, stop don’t let him out!”

But you keep moving. You don’t stop. You can’t. There’s no way you’re going to let Rafe stay there, helpless and bound, when you can do something about it.

When you reach the door, you shove it open, and the sight of Rafe tied up against the far wall hits you with a jolt. He’s slumped slightly, sweat slicking his forehead, his face drawn with exhaustion and frustration. His eyes snap to you, and for a split second, they soften with something almost like relief.

“Cut me loose, come on!” He says again, his voice strained, but louder this time, more insistent.

His hands are bound tightly in thick ropes, his legs spread out uncomfortably beneath him. The ropes seem too thick for him to break on his own. You can see the tension in his body, the way his muscles twitch from the strain, and the panic that flickers behind his gaze. There’s no time to waste. You don’t think twice. You crouch in front of him, the knife in your hand glinting in the low light.

Rafe watches you, his chest rising and falling unevenly. “Don’t make me regret this,” you murmur, feeling your heart beat faster as you cut into the thick rope that’s holding him in place. Your hands are shaking, the knife slipping slightly as the boat tilts again, but you focus on the task at hand.

“Come on, hurry up.” His words are clipped, desperate, and you push aside the nervous tightness in your chest as you work faster, cutting the ropes.

You’re close enough to feel the heat radiating off his body, a stark contrast to the cold, wet air from the storm. The boat groans as another wave slams against it, and Rafe’s eyes flicker to the window, then back to you.

“Please,” he breathes, and it’s that one word that makes everything else fade away—the roaring storm, the panicked shouting from the others, the ticking clock of time slipping away.

The last thread gives way with a sharp cut, and Rafe’s hands are free. His arms immediately reach for you, grabbing hold of your wrist with a surprising amount of force, pulling himself upright.

“Thanks,” he mutters, his voice rough, but there’s something deeper in it, something like a sense of vulnerability you’ve never seen from him before.

You don’t have time to say anything, to wonder if he’s really thankful or if he’s just grateful to be free. The boat shudders violently, and you both stumble as the hull groans beneath you. The wind howls outside, whipping against the windows, and you know there’s not much time before things get worse.

Rafe doesn’t wait for an invitation. He grabs your arm, pulling you toward the narrow hallway. “We need to get to somewhere safer,” he says, his tone not leaving any room for an argument.

You’re both moving quickly, though the boat keeps pitching wildly. The wind screeches, and water sloshes against the floorboards. Every step feels like a risk, like the boat could capsize at any moment. But Rafe doesn’t let go of your arm. He pulls you behind him, guiding you toward a small corner near the engine room, the only place that might offer even the slightest bit of shelter.

You slide into the corner, pressing yourself against the cold wall. It’s not the safest place, but in the madness of the storm, it’s all you have. Rafe follows, wedging himself beside you. There’s barely enough room for the two of you, but you don’t mind. You’re not focused on that right now. All you can think about is how the boat is rocking, how you’re both on the brink of disaster, and how Rafe’s body is so close to yours.

He leans into you, his breathing ragged and uneven. For a moment, he pulls away, but then his hand is at your waist, his grip tightening. It’s almost like he’s afraid you might slip away from him. He presses his body closer, his face now inches from yours, and you can feel the rapid beat of his heart.

Rafe places his head on your neck, his face buried in the crook of your shoulder. The warmth of his breath on your skin is both comforting and unsettling, but you don’t pull away. Instead, you place your hand on his back, the pressure of your touch grounding both of you as the storm rages on around you.

“You’re okay,” you whisper, though you’re not sure if you’re trying to reassure him or yourself.

Rafe doesn’t respond, but you feel his muscles relax, his tense body unwinding little by little. He’s not just holding onto you for stability; it feels like he’s holding onto you for something more. You can’t explain it, but there’s something in the way he leans into you, something raw and vulnerable that you’ve never seen before.

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