#obx x oc

[littlelamy]

clingy with rafe

rafe would never call himself clingy. clingy was for guys who didn’t have their shit together or needed constant reassurance. but with you, it wasn’t insecurity—it was something else entirely.

he wasn’t sure when it started, but the second you walked into a room, it was like his body moved on its own. at toppers’ parties, his hand found yours before you even said hi to anyone. you were his grounding force in the chaos, and he wasn’t about to let you slip away.

“stick with me,” he muttered, fingers laced tightly with yours. his voice was low, the kind of tone that was more of a command than a suggestion. you weren’t complaining—his hand was warm and steady, making you feel more at ease in the wild, drunken crowd.

“i thought this was supposed to be a chill thing,” you teased, trying to match his long strides as he led you through the sea of bodies. your tone was light, but you couldn’t help smirking at the way he scanned the room like a hawk. he always had that protective edge, though he’d never admit it outright.

“yeah, well, topper’s definition of ‘chill’ is breaking every piece of furniture in the house,” rafe said, rolling his eyes. his thumb brushed over the back of your hand like it was second nature. “where the fuck is topp, anyway?”

you shrugged, barely holding back a laugh as you glanced around the room. “you’re asking me? i thought you were keeping track of him.” his jaw ticked slightly, but his focus never wavered from you for long.

when someone brushed past you a little too closely, rafe’s grip on your hand tightened. his shoulders tensed, and he pulled you into his side without missing a beat. “you good, princess?” he asked, his voice dropping in that way that made your stomach flutter.

“i’m fine, rafe,” you said, rolling your eyes but feeling secretly pleased at how much he cared. it wasn’t like the guy bumped into you on purpose, but rafe wasn’t about to let it slide. “you’ve asked me that, like, five times tonight.”

“yeah, well, just making sure,” he shot back, his lips twitching into a grin that didn’t quite mask his protective streak. he glanced down at you, eyes scanning your face as if checking for any hint of discomfort. “can’t have anyone messing with my girl, right?”

later, when the two of you found an empty spot on the couch, rafe was already pulling you down next to him. “sit,” he ordered, his voice taking on that familiar commanding edge.

you raised an eyebrow but didn’t protest, sinking into his lap with a sigh. before you could even get comfortable, his hands were sliding over your legs, his fingers brushing gently over your skin.

“rafe,” you said, leaning back against him as his hands roamed, moving up to your thighs and rubbing slow circles over the soft fabric of your dress.

“relax, princess,” he murmured in your ear, his voice low and almost playful as he traced his fingertips along your legs. “you’re too tense.”

you shot him a look, feeling the heat of his hands on your skin, but despite your attempt to act nonchalant, you couldn’t stop the warmth flooding your chest. “you’re impossible,” you muttered, but didn’t move away.

“nah,” he whispered with a smirk, fingers continuing their teasing path along your legs. “i just know how to get you to relax.”

later, when you nudged him and told him you needed to use the bathroom, his reaction was immediate. “cool, i’ll come with you,” he said, like it was the most normal thing in the world. you stopped mid-step, looking at him like he’d grown another head.

“rafe, i’m not gonna get lost. it’s the bathroom,” you said, already exasperated. his expression didn’t budge, that familiar mix of confidence and stubbornness plastered across his face. “you don’t need to come with me.”

“it’s not about you getting lost, princess,” he said, smirking in a way that made your pulse quicken. the nickname rolled off his tongue effortlessly, like he’d been calling you that forever. “just making sure no one tries anything while you’re gone.”

“so, what? you’re gonna stand outside the door like a security guard?” you asked, crossing your arms in challenge. his grin widened, the mischievous glint in his eyes telling you he had other plans. “you’re unbelievable, rafe.”

“not standing outside, babe,” he said with a wink, already following you toward the tiny bathroom. you gaped at him, half-annoyed and half-amused, as he casually shut the door behind you. “i’m coming in with you.”

“rafe!” you hissed, your voice barely above a whisper as you gestured around the cramped space. his nonchalant demeanor made it even more infuriating, like this was the most logical thing he could’ve done. “you can’t just—this is weird!”

“what’s weird about it?” he asked, leaning against the door with his arms crossed. his gaze was steady, like he genuinely couldn’t understand your objection. “not like i haven’t seen you before, princess.”

your cheeks flushed at his comment, and you smacked his arm lightly in protest. “rafe cameron, you’re impossible,” you muttered, turning toward the toilet with a defeated sigh. “at least turn around or something.”

“fine, fine,” he said, laughing as he spun to face the door, his shoulders shaking slightly. his smugness was practically radiating off him, and you knew he was enjoying every second of this. “just say the word if you need me, babe.”

when you were done and washing your hands, he turned back around without missing a beat. his eyes softened as they landed on you, his usual teasing replaced with something gentler. “you okay?” he asked, his voice quieter now.

“i’m fine, rafe,” you said, shaking your head with a small smile. his concern, as ridiculous as it was sometimes, always managed to make your heart ache in the best way. “but you’re never living this down.”

“don’t care,” he said, stepping closer and wrapping his arms around your waist. his lips brushed against your temple, his hold on you firm and steady. “you’re stuck with me, princess.”

and honestly? you didn’t mind one bit.

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Cove Martell never thought she'd end up working with the Pogues on finding the gold—her grandfather's dream, the thing he spent most of his life on. And she definitely didn't expect to get closer to JJ Maybank.

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a/n : i thought, since i might be kinda busy now that the break is over, i can post my golden cove fic (jj x oc) on here too :)) we’ll see how it goes bc its and x oc and i know that these aren’t popular on here but im really excited i love cove and i hope you’ll like her too hehe💗 divider by @roseraris

[fictionalmenxyn]

𝐀 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐚𝐲, 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐠𝐨 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠?

Pairing: bsf!rafe x Riley ‘RJ’ Jackson

Warnings: a creep, following, scared RJ, panic, language, threats and I believe that’s it…

Summary: it was a nice summers day in outer banks, so Riley went to the mall. What could possibly go wrong?… anything

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It was mid June, a summers day like no other. Riley had dressed in one of her many summer dresses. Short but not revealing, it was cream and flows nicely to her body. She didn’t want a tight fitting dress to wear around the mall, especially in this weather.

So she was currently at the mall. Already had been in two stores, one bag in her hand along with her handbag. She went into H&M, she started to browse the summer rack. As she looked through the many random clothes on the rack, she felt eyes in her. It wasn’t strange for her to have boys and sometimes even girls eye her up. She was naturally pretty after all. Not that she showed off her natural beauty. She would get the odd compliment and wolf whistle, every so often. But this felt off…

She subtly glanced around the store. Pretending to browse as she tries to see who could be looking at her. Then she spots the guy… middle age, mid thirties? Maybe late twenties? But definitely older than her. He looked somewhat well kept, besides the untrimmed goatee. He was alone…

She continued to browse, finding a cute baby tee to go with her long white silk skirt at home. She headed to the cash registers, she placed the baby tee onto the counter and started to grab her card to pay. She saw him in the corner of her eye, staring right at her. She felt off, she knew this wasn’t an occasional glance at her outfit or features. This wasn’t those type of looks…

As she exited the store after paying, she hooked the new bag onto her wrist and began to walk through the mall. After stepping off the escalator, she still couldn’t shake the feeling of the man’s eyes. She looked over her shoulder, she muttered “shit”.

He was following her…

She continued to walk around without going into any stores; to see if it was just a coincidence that the guy was going in her direction. But it wasn’t a coincidence…

She started to panic, then an idea popped into her head. She muttered “hm Rafe” and imaginary light bulb popped above her head. She grabbed her phone from inside her handbag and pulled up his contact.

She texted…

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RJ<3: Hey Rafe! U busy???

Rafe: nah just with the boys and ur brother at ur place why? Aren’t you at the mall?

RJ<3: yeah I am but I think a guy is following me and I’m starting to panic

Rafe: what does he look like??

RJ<3: uhh a bit older than us probs late twenties, early thirties

RJ<3: he’s been following me for a while, I though he was just going in the same direction as me

Rafe: where in the mall are you??

RJ<3: outside urban outfitters

Rafe: go in the store and act like your looking at clothes, stay close to ppl

Rafe: omw stay there

RJ<3: thanks x

Rafe: no problem see u soon x

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Rafe was seething, although he didn’t tell Travis. He just told him that he was going to go pick her up. He knew Travis would’ve went apeshit, not that Rafe wasn’t already doing so on the inside. But Rafe knew that Travis would’ve caused a huge seen and probably get himself banned from the mall. And Rafe also had a strategy already in place.

Once he arrived at the mall on his bike, he headed inside. He headed straight to urban outfitters, where she told him she’d be.

Soon enough he entered the store. He started to look for her in a casual way. Not blatantly looking for her, but he kept an eye out.

Soon enough he had found her by the skirt section. He walked over, “RJ” she looked up “thank god you’re here..” Rafe gave a single nod and whispered “where’s he to?” She subtly bods her head to the side in the direction the guy was at. Rafe caught an eye of the guy, Rafe wasn’t already happy about the situation. But the way he was looking at Riley, made him see red. It was like the guy had already undressed her with his eyes and his mind was already in a place Rafe didn’t like.

Rafe looked back at the skirt rack as he whispered “I’ve got a plan..” she nodded. Already knowing what the plan was as she’d done it many times with him at the country club cause some of the older guys can’t keep their eyes to themselves.

“Boyfriend Rafe?” He smirked at her comment. “You bet, baby” she smiled a little. Already feeling safer with his presence, he snaked his arm around her waist and pulled her more into his side. For both his and her comfort.

Every so often Rafe would glance in the guys direction, to see he’s still staring. Rafe placed a kiss on top of her head “you gonna buy that skirt?” She holds it out in front of her “I do like it-” “it’s on me” “what?” “You know the drill”.

And with that Rafe’s card was the one going into the card reader, not yours.

When they exit the store, Rafe saw the guy was already outside and leaning against the wall outside the store. Pretending to be occupied on his phone. Rafe kept his hand on your hip as he spoke loud enough for the guy to hear, he asked “so baby, what stores you wanna go to next?”

She smiled a little knowing Rafe would be there “uhh… Victoria Secret..” Rafe smirked.

She didn’t feel uncomfortable to go into that store with Rafe. God she’d already dragged each of the guys in there at one point. And no, not for the main reason of the store. She’d always go into the clothing section as their gym clothes are stretchy and soft.

Rafe guided her through the mall and over to the store, they both walked in. Rafe looked over his shoulder, the guy entered the store. Rafe subconsciously squeezed her hip a little. Not hard, but noticeable.

Riley walked over to the gym clothes and smiled when she saw the exact pair of cycling shorts she’d entered the store for. Riley saw them online, but she’d always preferred to see in person. She grabbed a hold of the hanger and held up the shorts to her waist to see if it’d look just as nice as I did online. She smiled as she knew she’d buy them.

Rafe saw her smile, his favourite thing. He’d never admit it. But it was his favourite thing besides her mix match green and blue eyes. He’d always used to say how her eyes reminded him of her adventurous side. The green being land, and the blue being the water.

He spoke “plan on getting them, princess?” She smiled “yeah, I’ve been eyeing them for a couple weeks online.” “And you didn’t buy them online?” “No, I like looking at gym clothes in person, sometimes they can be all different sized depending on the brand” he hums and nods as he listens to her speak.

They head over to the perfume section, he glanced over and saw the guy looking at different bras. You’d think the guy was just looking for his wife or girlfriend… but the way he’d glance between Riley and the bra made Rafe’s blood boil.

Rafe stood directly behind Riley as a shield from the guy. Rafe’s lower chest and stomach is pressed to her back. She held up a perfume for him to smell “mmm that’s a good one, doll, want it?”

She shrugs “I don’t need anymore perfume, just wanted to smell some..” he hums and nods. He made a mental note of that perfume as he saw her spray some on her wrists. He knew what his next birthday gift for her was…

Once again, he paid for her shorts, this time the guy saw. Rafe grinned to himself when he saw the guy get annoyed at Rafe’s actions. He took the bag and held it for her, along with the other two bags she hand… and her handbag.

Riley linked her arm with his as they left the store….

After some time, the guy would get more and more closer to the two. Riley started to panic more. Rafe noticed and was getting angrier by the second. So as she headed to the woman’s restroom in Bershka. Rafe walked over to the guy.

“You’ve been eyeing up that girl for a while now, huh?” The guy was confused by Rafe’s comment and started to become more anxious by Rafe’s sudden approach and bluntness.

“Uh- what?- what? No I haven’t..”

“Cut the crap, creep, you’ve been eyeing her up all the time she’s been here, don’t lie”

“I haven’t I-”

“Listen, I know you have, I’ve seen you drool over her, you fucking prev”

“And I want you listen closely, cause I won’t be repeating shit”

“You stay far away from her, and I mean far. Ever look at her the same way you have today. You won’t be able to use those eyes if your ever again, you hear me?”

The guy froze at his threat “uh yeah- yeah sure man..”

“Doesn’t sound fucking convincing to me, man”

“I mean it!”

“Good, cause if I ever see or hear your eyeing her up or even dare to touch her. You will have consequences to your actions. And it won’t be just me, cause if her brother found out about this, he’d go absolute apeshit”

“Alright alright! I get it!”

“Good, stay away from my girl”

The guy definitely got Rafe’s message now. Rafe looked the guy up and down, sizing him up. Then Rafe walked away and headed to the small area near the restrooms and leaned against the wall and waited for Riley.

Once she stepped outside, she saw Rafe and smiled. Rafe spoke “ready to go?” She nodded. Rafe glanced at the area the guy was at moment ago, he’s no longer there. Rafe grinned to himself. Riley raised an eyebrow “what’re you smirking at?” Rafe looked to her “got rid of your problem” Riley spoke “thank you, but how?”

“Let’s just say I had my way of words with him”

“You threatened him didn’t you?”

“Uhhh I wouldn’t say threatened..”

Riley gives him ‘the’ look.

“Alright… something along those lines”

“I had to remind him who’s mine”

Riley playfully rolled her eyes and shook her head with a grin.

“You never fail to make me smile, Cameron”

“That’s my job, princess”

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Reqs are open for both Rafe x Riley and Rafe x Reader!

Have a good day/night all!🫶🫶

[bumblesimagines]

AO3/ARCHIVE OF OUR OWN

When The Flood Comes - Coriolanus 'Coryo' Snow x OC!Triton Odair

Coriolanus Snow, beloved student of The Capitol, becomes a mentor for the 10th Annual Hunger Games as a last final assignment and his last hope at winning the Plinth Prize. Luck strikes and he receives a boy from District 4 as his tribute. But contentment quickly muddles into feelings of affection and obsession.

Status: FINISHED Series: Hunger Games: Bumble Edition (Connected universe)

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What The Water Gave Me - Finnick Odair x OC!Nero Delmar

From a young age, Finnick Odair has had a crush on his more reclusive neighbor, Nero Delmar. As they grow up into children and then young teens, feelings blossom and develop until Nero is reaped and has the (un)luckiness to become a Victor. The boy Finnick loves becomes what most dub as 'mentally disoriented' and he takes it upon himself to take care of him.

Status: SLOWLY UPDATED Series: Hunger Games: Bumble Edition

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The Albatross - Multiple OBX Characters (Platonic, Familial, and Romantic) x OC!Lachlan 'Albatross' Stone

With rumors of a haunted inheritance and a cursed bloodline, Lachlan 'Albatross' Stone is a complex individual with troublemaking habits and tragedy in his veins.

Status: N/A Series: The Albatross (a series of one shots surrounding the same original character)

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In The Middle - Isabel 'Belly' Conklin x OC!Seth Rosário x Conrad Fisher

At age 19, Belly has returned to Cousins to visit the Fisher family and spend the rest of summer with them. Except, this summer takes an unexpected turn when a certain Cousins native enters her life.

Status: ON HIATUS Series: N/A

[fullfledgedemo]

Chapter 1 / Part 4 (final)

Pairing: Rafe cameron x OC / JJ maybank x OC / JJ Maybank x sister!reader

Warnings: swearing, alcohol, drugs, typical obx stuff; (remind me if I forget something)

Summary: Skyla is JJ's older sister. Growing up together they were inseparable. A short while after going to school she met her best friend Kayla. She would convince Kay to join her and the pogues. But Skyla would be strongly invested to make her dream of going to art school come true, that she didn't notice her best friend totally falling for her brother. On the road to her dream she accidentally crosses paths with the Kook prince himself. Maybe he's not that bad after all?

Word count: 2.6K

AN: This is the last part of chapter 1, next chapter will be about Kayla and her adventure with the pogues! ~

(Cameron Estate) 

After I got ready at Nina’s house, she kindly drove me to the party. As we parked in front of the giant villa she shrieked at me and shaked my body from excitement.

“Oh my god, you're going to a freaking Cameron party!?”, she squealed.

I sighed and looked at her seriously “Don't tell anyone about that ok?”.

“Your secret is safe with me”, she cheered.

Getting out of the car I watched her drive away. As I took in the view in front of me I gulped.

I'm really doing this, I thought to myself. The night was a little too chilly for the dress I was wearing, so I pulled my cardigan tighter, shivering. 

I walked up the long driveway, noticing the crazy amount of people who were everywhere. As I watched some girls, already totally wrecked, hitting on some guys.

I got snapped out of my observation by Kelce shouting at me. “Eeey it's you!”, he cheered. Walking towards me, you could see that he was also pretty drunk. 

“Yeah I made it”, I nervously chuckled. Kelce noticed my eyes scanning the crowd and grinned.

“Yoo Rafe, your girl is here!”. My face flushed red at the sudden nickname. He threw an arm around my shoulders laughing.

But before Kelce could make me even more uncomfortable, I saw Rafe making his way through the crowd inside the house and joining us at the front.

Kelce made a gesture, presenting me like a gift to Rafe. But Rafe only sighed and pushed Kelce back inside.

“I think you had enough, bro”, he grumbled and turned back to me again. “Sorry, he is annoying when he gets drunk”, Rafe apologised, smiling at me and pushing some hair out of his face.

I grinned at him, being relieved that he was here now. One second longer with Kelce made me want to bounce in an instance. “Some people can't control their liquor”, I laughed.

He let his gaze drift over me before continuing. “I'm glad you made it, you.. look stunning”, Rafe smirked, looking into my eyes. I felt my heart beating faster and my cheeks heating up again. 

He really was making me nervous. “Thanks”, I stammered, I couldn't get myself to say more.

Rafe carefully laid his hand on my back and smiled. “Let's get you a drink”. I smiled back at him, noticing the warmth of his hand on my back.

“That would be nice”, I added ushering the butterflies in my stomach.

He guided me through the house, in the back where a giant pool was located. I felt people staring at me the whole time until we arrived at the small bar. Rafe gestured to me to sit down.

“What do you want?”, he asked me, leaning against the bar top not losing eye contact with me. I was a little abashed by his piercing gaze, but did my best to act casual.

“Maybe a gin tonic?”, I answered, resting my head on my hand and looking him back into his eyes. He looked slightly surprised by my action but was soon to grin back at me.

“One gin tonic and whiskey on ice”, he ordered to the barkeeper. As our drinks were ready he swiftly looked around.

“You want to go upstairs? It's a little more quiet there”, Rafe suggested. For a second I considered the fact that I actually didn't know him too well, nor anyone who was attending this party. 

He must've noticed my uncertainty so he quickly added “Just if you like.. the terrace is pretty chill tho”. I looked at him as he took a sip of his drink.

At this point in my life I had kind of good skills reading people. I wasn't right every single time but at least nearly. I just felt that he wouldn't have bad intentions towards me. So I agreed and we made our way up. 

It was in fact really nice up here and a lot more quiet. Just a few people were around, Kelce and Topper being one of them. As soon as they saw Rafe with me they asked us to join them.

Rafe looked at me apologetically, but I assured him it was alright. Further through the night I noted that Topper and Kelce were pretty nice. If you ignored the Kook-outburst from time to time, bragging about some high end gadgets.

Some time and drinks later, Kelce disappeared for a few minutes and came back with a grin on his face. “Got some”, he pulled out a small bag with some white powder in it.

Rafe must've noticed me staring at it a little so he softly put his hand on my arm. “You're alright.. with this?”, he leaned over to look me in the face.

It didn't look at it like that because I was weirded out or something. It was because I thought that I had my shit together.

But seeing the bag was enough to give me a feeling that my nose was burning. “Yeah of course, it's your stuff”, I blurted out laughing, feeling a bit dumb for staring. 

“I knew you were cool”, Kelce grinned at me, putting out some lines. Rafe gazed at me with his stunning face.

As Kelce put out some for everyone he asked “You wanna try or?”. Topper smiled at me.

“You don't need to if you don't want to”, he assured me. Looking at the coke laid out in front of us I gulped. Without second thought I told myself, screw it.

“Sure it's been a while though”, I said, pressing my lips together. Rafe grinned and peered at me a little surprised. “You did coke before?”, he asked.

A little flustered I put a strain of hair behind my ear. “Yeah.. I know this guy.. Barry”, I said shrugging, taking the bill which was formed into a small tube out of Kelce’s hands. I wasn't proud that I knew this psycho, but he had the best stuff in town.

“Wait, you know Barry?”, Rafe laughed and shaked his head. He didn't seemed to bumped about it. Watching me putting the tube up to my nose.

“Who doesn't”, Kelce added snickering.

Snorting the powder up my nose a burning sensation made itself present. I should've been pissed at myself but really I wasn't.

Looking at my drink I noticed it being empty. I glanced at Rafe who had some liquor left in his glass.

“May I take a sip from your drink?”, I asked without thinking too much and started giggling. Rafe smiled at me, handing me his drink.

“Sure Blondie”, he cooed and suddenly I needed to focus on drinking or I might have spilled some. 

Soon I felt the effect of the drug, being highly confident of myself and also doped up.

This led to me drinking a lot more than I intended to. A little while later Topper and Kelce were about to leave. Because Kelce wanted to hook up with some girls, but Topper insisted on seeing Rafe’s sister Sarah.

“She texted me that she was down at the beach with some of her friends”, Topper explained, while Kelce snorted.

“You totally whipped dude”.

Topper lightly shoved him and laughed “At least I have a girlfriend”.

As the two left, I noticed Rafe and I were the only ones left at the terrace. This place was so extravagant, I never was at a house this big.

I stood up leaning on the railing, taking in the view. Turning around I looked at Rafe and said “You have a sister?”.

He slightly frowned at the thought and snickered “Two actually, both younger than me”.

“Geez, must be annoying”, I chuckled, but quickly stopped because I didn't know the relationship he had with them.

“Sorry.. I”, I started but Rafe was quick to usher me.

“No really it is pretty annoying”, he laughed, joining me at the railing. I felt a tingling in my stomach and smiled to myself. Turning around again I got the urge to sit on the railing, so I pushed myself up and sat down on it.

Rafe watched me doing so and reflexively put out his hands. “Whoa you might want to be careful there”, he chuckled while holding my arm.

I blushed a little at his action and grinned. “I'm alright, not the type to lose balance”, but at the time I said that I wobbled a little, scaring the shit out of me.

Only then I noticed I was holding on to Rafe in front of me. He broadly smiled at me and carefully put his arms around my back for support.

“I don't want a cutie to fall down my ledge”, he laughed gazing at me. Did he just call me cute? My cheeks felt burning hot right now.

A little flustered, I looked down and bit my lip. Only when I looked back up at Rafe I noticed how close we actually were.

He glanced at my lips and heat was radiating through my whole body.

The urge to kiss his lips was too irresistible. 

We both leaned in, inches away from each other. I could practically feel his breath on my lips. He smelled like whiskey and cologne.

As his lips were about to settle on mine, we were broken apart from a loud noise inside the house and angry shouting. Rafe turned his head around alarmed.

“What is going on?”, I asked. A little uneasy I glided down from the ledge while Rafe made sure I landed safely on the ground. He walked over to the glass door, getting a better look of the situation.

“Fuck.. it's my Dad”, he panicked and ran his hands wildly through his hair. My eyes widened, this couldn't be good. Ward Cameron could be really intimidating at times.

“Stay here, okay?”, he ordered me and I nervously shaked my head. Rafe went inside and I heard his Dad approaching. It didn't take long for them to fight with each other on a volume which made goosebumps creep up on my back.

I couldn't understand the whole conversation they had so I silently went to stand beside the glass door. “How many times I have to tell you that I don't want such people on my property!?”, Ward yelled at his son.

“I know, I know I… I’m sorry dad! “, I heard rafe declare to him. From the glimpse of my eye I glanced at the coffee table we sat around before and spotted the bag of coke.

Fuck not good not good, I thought to myself.

Cautiously I sneaked over to the table, fumbling around the table to grab the bag. “Everyone needs to leave now!”, Ward yelled.

As I was about to grab the bag his eyes crossed mine. “You too!”, he exclaimed and started to walk into my direction. Rafe tried to calm him down, following hastily.

I quickly shoved the bag into the sleeve of my cardigan. Frightened I looked Ward Cameron into the eyes as he stood now in front of me. 

But before anything could happen, Rafe pushed himself in between the two of us. “I take her down, no problem”, he quickly said, glancing nervously at his dad who was watching me with a piercing glare.

“Fine”, Ward finally said, after what felt like an eternity. Rafe took my hand and hastily went downstairs with me. I gulped, that was so fucking close.

As Rafe brought me outside he let out a deep sigh. “I'm so sorry Sky… I didn't want you to see that”, he stuttered, looking at me embarrassed.

I noticed that he still didn't let go of my hand, which made my heart only race more. “It's alright Rafe, I fight with my Dad all the time”, I assured him.

Smiling softly at him, I gave his hand a light squeeze. His hands felt warm and gave me a feeling of protection.

His features softened as he looked at me and carefully tucked a loose hair strain behind my ear.

“I really want to give you a ride home.. but I need to take care of this right now”, he sighed, looking back at the entrance door.

I didn't know he could be this sweet, it made my heart melt. “It's okay I'll give my friend a call”, I said.

He watched me with a concerned look on his face. “Are you sure?”

“I’m sure”, I answered. I really didn't want to go right now, but I hoped that this wasn't the last time. “I'll text you when I get home?”, I asked, a little shy.

Rafe grinned at me “You better be doing that cutie”.

I laughed at his statement, wishing this night would never end.

Hearing Ward screaming from inside, Rafe quickly added “I need to go now.. sorry”.

Without thinking twice I leaned forward, standing on my tiptoes and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

Rafe didn't expect that and grinned to himself. “See you Blondie”, he cooed as we let go of each other's hands and he started to walk back inside.

“See you”, I smiled and made my way down the driveway. Calling Nina, she picked me up and we returned to her place. 

The day after was kind of rubbish. I still felt the coming down of the coke from yesterday and wished I didn't do what I did.

(home is where you are)

As Nina brought me back home I couldn't overhear my dad's loud screaming and wasn't sure if I should just turn around and leave.

But I didn't.

I opened the front door entering our messy living room and sighed.

There were laying empty liquor bottles everywhere and the smell of cold cigarette smoke made me sick to my stomach.

I carefully made my way to the back porch, watching my dad yell at my brother for whatever reason. “I'm done with your scum ass”, he growled at JJ.

My brother noticed me standing in the doorframe and gestured for me to not interfere.

Roughly flushing down some beer, my dad took another step forward and hit my brother in the face. JJ tumbled to the side holding his face.

I just stood there, scared and started crying silently. I didn't know what to do, fear holding me in my place and making my whole body go stiff.

JJ glanced at me with his soft eyes, I knew that look. The look of don't come near, it's not safe. As soon as my dad took off, I ran to JJ hugging him tight.

We stayed like this for what felt like hours. Pulling back I softly stroked his cheek where he was hit before. “What was it this time”, I asked in a hushed voice, tears running down my face.

My brother took my hand which was resting on his face and pressed it slightly. “About… about you”, he whispered, looking at me with pain in his eyes.

I gulped and tried not to break out in agony again. I hugged him tightly and cried into his shoulder. “Shh it's ok”, he ushered me, stroking my head softly.

“A letter came from the university”, he explained. I leaned back, looking at him in surprise. JJ smiled softly, guiding me back inside the living room.

I dried of my tear stained face with my arm and watched my brother shuffle through the mail on the coffee table. He took out a little scrunched up letter and handed it to me.

“Dad opened it.. and was pissed off”, he murmured, pressing his lips together. Taking the letter from him, I got nervous.

I pulled out the letter and flattened it a little so I could read it. For the first time in like forever, I felt relieved and scared at the same time.

Clasping a hand over my mouth I started crying again. “I.. got accepted”, I stuttered, looking at my brother completely baffled.

He went over to me and hugged me. “Congrats sis”, he chuckled.

At that time I didn't knew that my whole world was about to change ~

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

AN: chapter 2 is in work ~

@madelynie @runningfrom2am

[stiles-o-dylan24]

|| JJ Maybank x Cordelia || OBX Rewrite || TAGLIST ||  • JORDELIA🎶 • SHIPS OF OPOE •

Season One

Chapter 1 - Welcome Home

Chapter 2 - The Lucky Compass

Chapter 3 - The Forbidden Zone

Chapter 4 - Spy Games

Chapter 5 - Midsummers

Chapter 6 - Parcel 9

Chapter 7 - Dead Calm

Chapter 8 - The Runaway

Chapter 9 - The Bell Tower

Chapter 10 - The Phantom

Season Two

Chapter 11 - The Gold

Chapter 12 - The Heist

Chapter 13 - Prayers

Chapter 14 - Homecoming

Chapter 15 - The Darkest Hour

Chapter 16 - My Druthers

Chapter 17 - The Bonfire

Chapter 18 - The Cross

Chapter 19 - Trapped

Chapter 20 - The Coastal Venture

Season Three

Chapter 21 - Poguelandia

Chapter 22 - The Bells

Chapter 23 - Fathers and Sons

Chapter 24 - The Diary

Chapter 25 - Heists

Chapter 26 - The Dark Forest

Chapter 27 - Happy Anniversary

Chapter 28 - Tapping the Rudder

Chapter 29 - Welcome to Kitty Hawk

Chapter 30 - Secret of the Gnomon

Season Four

Chapter 31 -

[willowpains]

we listen and we don’t judge

drew starkey x latina actress reader!

Drew was not a fan of social media.

Unlike you.

Chronically online was a term that was gaining fame to describe someone who spent quite some time on the internet, and who knew all the trends going on.

You weren’t exactly proud to be a part of that community.

But it kept you entertained.

And that’s how you ended up setting your phone up, ready to record Drew and you filming a new trend on TikTok.

How did you convince him to do it? You don’t even remember.

And after what felt like an eternity of explaining the dynamic to Drew, you both were finally ready to begin.

Both of you sitting next to each other on your couch, you looked at him with a mischievous smirk while he stared at you suspiciously.

“We listen and we don’t judge” you both said at the same time, Drew smirking at you.

“I’ll start” you said, looking from your phone screen to your boyfriend. “Sometimes, when I don’t really wanna cook, I get all dramatic and lie about us not having all the ingredients for the dish I was supposed to make, so you can offer to make something instead with what we do have” you say, giving him an embarrassed smile.

He chuckled at your words.

“I knew that love” he lets out a laugh. “You’re not good at lying to me”.

Your mouth opens up in shock.

“We listen and we don’t judge”.

Drew pauses for a moment, smiling at you.

"When you're showering, i close the door of our room so the sound of your music gets as muffled as possible" he admits.

You giggle as you nod at his words, you did like to shower with loud music.

“We listen and we don’t judge”

You look at him through the screen.

“I thought you hated me when we first met, so I would intentionally try to stay out of your way our first couple of working days together”.

Drew gives you a puzzled expression trying his best not to judge.

“We listen and we don’t judge”.

He clears his throat before speaking.

“I often fake coming home super tired and stressed so that you take pity on me and cuddle me while playing with my hair” he says giving you a cute smile.

You giggle at his words.

“That’s cute” you admit leaning to peck his lips.

“We listen and we don’t judge”

You take a couple of seconds before speaking, trying to be dramatic.

“I have a lot of edits of you saved on my favorites folder on TikTok” you look at him.

Drew covers his eyes while letting out a chuckle.

“We listen and we don’t judge”.

He looks at you mischievously.

“I get jealous of the guys in your books” he admits seriously.

You let out a laugh as you throw your head back.

“We listen and we don’t judge”

You giggle softly before confessing the next one.

“Whenever I feel sick in the middle of the night, I wiggle a lot in bed or move your body so you’ll accidentally wake up and ask me what’s wrong”.

He opens his mouth surprised at your words.

“We listen and we don’t judge”

Drew thinks a little before speaking.

“Ever since we met I’ve always been skeptical of your at home remedies for illnesses, even though they work every time” he admits.

You slowly nod while giving him a defeated look, knowing that already.

“We listen and we don’t judge”

You give him a playful look before speaking.

“When we’re cuddling, sometimes I have the urge to stand up abruptly because I get too hot and I feel like I can’t breathe because you’re too big” you say, barely getting out the words without laughing.

Drew looks at you with big eyes, moving his brows up and down at the double meaning of your last words.

You roll your eyes at him.

“We listen and we don’t judge”

He thinks for a moment before speaking.

“When I’m showering, sometimes I’ll use your shampoo rather than mine” he pauses as he looks at your baffled face. “It leaves my hair softer! And smells like you”.

Of course, there were a few confessions you had to cut from the video because your PR managers would hunt you down if they made it out into the internet.

“We listen and we don’t judge” you both say smiling at each other.

You smirk playfully at him before speaking.

“I cannot stand one of your friends and past coworkers” you admit, making a serious face.

Drew immediately throws his head back and lets out a chuckle, knowing exactly who you’re referring to.

“We listen and we don’t judge”

He clears his throat before looking at you.

“I don’t like watching F1 since you told me about that driver that slid into your dm’s” he lets out cockily.

You burst out laughing looking at him while he joins you.

“We listen and we don’t judge”

You make a thinking face looking at him.

“I wish you sent me more shirtless photos” you say giving him puppy eyes. “Or like, you took more of those with my phone, so I could look at them”.

He snorted out a laugh.

“That can be fixed baby” he says as he looks at you mischievously.

“We listen and we don’t judge”

He gives you a smile.

“When I travel for work and you’re not coming with me, I take a pair of your panties and stuff them in my suitcase” he says laughing.

You scrunch up your nose at him.

“Drewwwwww” you say covering your face, now knowing where those missing undies went.

“We listen and we don’t judge”

You avoid his eyes for the next one.

“Sometimes when I’m cold, I throw on one of your dirty hoodies that you used while working out, cause they’re sweaty and smell like you” you say, trying not to burst out laughing.

He gives you a grossed out look.

“We listen and we don’t judge”

You look at him waiting for him to speak.

“You know those sleeping shorts Brooke sent you cause she accidentally bought too many?” He says, making quotation marks with his fingers while saying sent and accidentally.

You nod at his words.

“I actually bought them for you because I love how your ass looks in them”.

Your mouth opens at his confession while you hit him playfully in the chest.

Drew laughs at your reaction.

“Oh my god baby, this is definitely not making it to the video” you say as you stand up from your position while laughing at him, walking to your phone to stop recording, while he stands back watching your movements with a smile.

Noticing that in fact, you were wearing a pair of those shorts.

“We don’t judge remember?” he said cheekily.

*

inspired by @valstranquility lando blurb<3

I love this trend on TikTok and I just couldn’t help myself

they’re just too cute I can’t

this was short n sweet hope you like it, if you have any other concepts you’d like to read let me know!

[rafeandonlyrafe]

whatever you want

words: 1.5k

warnings: 18+ only, smut, ab riding, tit fucking, semi public sex, established relationship, cumming in mouth, mentions of future and past sex, lots of talk about rafes muscles, reader is kinda described as having big (or at least decent sized) breasts, lots of banter can these bitches just shut up and fuck oh my goddddd

“again.” you call, almost sounding drunk despite being completely sober.

rafe sighs, rolling his eyes, but the side of his lip quirks up, unable to hide how much he likes your fascination.

rafe flexes again, his arms bulging and pecs tightening. you reach out, smoothing your hands over the hard muscles.

“you're so strong.” you coo, sat on rafes lap despite the hot temperature of the day, which resulted in rafe pulling his shirt off.

"you're acting like you've never seen me shirtless before.” rafe says with a chuckle.

“shh, let me appreciate you.” you shake your head. sure, you've seen him shirtless plenty of times but rafe was bulking up for summer and it caused all his muscles to be deliciously defined.

“alright, whatever.” rafe flexes again, not going to argue too much when he has your hands obsessively touching every part of his body.

your hands move down to his stomach, fingers running over his abs. “if you let me ride your abs, i’d let you do whatever you want to me.”

“you-” rafe places his hands on his hips, sitting up straighter. “you want to ride my abs?”

“yeah.” you nod, quirking your head to the side. “you know, like rub my pussy against them.”

“shit, do it right now.” rafe looks down at your short shorts, barely covering more than your underwear does.

“yes!” you squeal out, hopping up and tugging your bottoms and panties off, not caring that you’re in the backyard and anyone could theoretically come by. “lay back.” you instruct.

rafe lays on the couch, smiling up at you as you climb on top of him. “you’ll have to flex for me as im doing this.” you inform rafe, placing your pussy on his abdomen. “especially your pecs.” you poke his chest.

“you’re such a slut for my body.” rafe chuckles, hands coming to your hips, pushing you further down, feeling your wetness as your thighs spread even more open.

“i can’t help that you’re so sexy.” you shrug, hips starting to move back and forth in a slow rock, carefully building up the pace, wanting to enjoy being sat on his stomach.

you lean forward, placing your hands on his chest for stability, pressing your clit further against his muscles. rafe flexes his muscles and they harden underneath you.

“rafe!” you squeal. 

“i guess you like that, huh?” rafes hands squeeze at your hips and lift up, placing you harder back down on his stomach. “oh, you like that too.” he smiles as he bounces you again and you moan out.

“i really like that.” you hum, eyes struggling to stay open with the pleasure, but you want to keep your eyes on rafe beneath you. its rare he lets you take over like this.

you moan as you both bounce, using your knees to go up and down while rafe assists so you don’t get burnt out. 

you pull your top off, revealing the bikini top you’re wearing underneath, ready to go swimming whenever you’re done playing with rafe, needing to get in the water on this sweltering day.

“jesus, your tits are perfect.” rafe smiles as he watches your chest bouncing, sitting up to rub his face in between your pushed together breasts, the bikini top holding them tight together.

“not as perfect as yours.” you giggle, hands squeezing at his chest, palms over his nipples.

“don’t call them tits.” rafe rolls his eyes as he lays back, head against the cushion.

“well, whatever you wanna call them, i fucking love your muscles. your pecs-” you squeeze your hands again, digging into his soft flesh until rafe flexes and they harden. “your biceps-” you move your hands, and rafe flexes again, his muscles bulging. “your abs.” this time you press your pussy down, rubbing against the contours and ridges.

“you’re lucky that you offered to let me do whatever i want to you otherwise i wouldn’t have agreed to this.” rafe smirks.

“oh yeah?” you raise an eyebrow. “what are you gonna do to me?” there’s truly nothing rafe could do to your body that wouldn’t bring you pleasure, you glow just under his attention alone.

“fuck your tits.” rafe smirks, eyes moving down from your face to your chest. “as soon as your done, right here for anyone to see.”

“damn, you could do anything and you don’t want to fuck my asshole or tie me up?” you laugh, expecting something more from rafe.

“you’d let me do all that whenever anyways.” rafe pushes your hips down, grinding you against him. you moan and lean forward, your hands coming back to rafes chest. 

“keep doing that.” you whimper, eyes sliding closed as your mouth drops open, moans filling the air and being carried away by the wind. 

rafe keeps moving, the veins in his forearm flexing as your wetness spreads over his abs, coating them in your slick, allowing your pussy to drag even easier.

“im-im close.” you warn, swallowing thickly.

rafe grunts and increases his hold, tightening his grip on your hips so you can’t slip loose, grinding you down as he flexes his abs, the hardness rubbing against your clit making you moan out, body falling forward as you cum hard, shaking as rafe lets up on you, hands loosening and moving to rub your back.

“fuck.” you whine, snuggling into his chest, letting your hips drop down, feeling rafes hardness pressing against your stomach.

rafe starts to move as you cry out, not ready to do anything more than close your eyes and feel his warmth against your cheek.

“come on, brat.” rafe chuckles. “i wanna fuck your tits while you’re all spaced out from your orgasm. you know i love you like this.” 

you hum a sound thats close enough to agreement that rafe flips you so you’re underneath him, laying on your back on the couch as he stands.

“you’re so gorgeous like this.” rafe says as he undoes his belt buckle, then pushing his pants and underwear down, his hard cock popping up.

“wanna taste.” you whine, eyes still droopy.

“nope.” rafe shakes his head. “we made a deal. i know you like to taste me, but im fucking your tits. take your top off.”

rafe pulls at the strings of your bikini, flinging it away to reveal your pink nipples to the sunlight.

“fine, but will you at least cum a little in my mouth?” you pout as rafe kneels on either side of you, glad that the outdoor couch is big enough for all of these activities.

“sure, baby.” rafe chuckles, just another way of showing how desperate you are for him.

rafes hands land on your tits, palms rubbing on your nipples, feeling them harden against his palms, not unlike when he was flexing his muscles for you earlier.

rafes hands move to the sides of your breasts, pushing them together. “god, you look so fuckable right now.”

“yeah? gonna fuck me later then? maybe out on the boat hm? after you’re done with my tits?”

“the boat, the bed, the counter, the shower, im gonna have you everywhere.” rafe bends down to press a kiss to the tip of your nose.

you smile up at him, a lazy, tired smile. rafe angles his hips down, the head of his cock pushing against the underside of your tits before slipping in between them.

“oh!” your eyebrows raise, surprised at the unusual feeling, but certainly not disliking it as he begins to move back and forth.

“shit.” rafe grunts. “fuck.”

you swat rafes hands away, pressing your tits together for him. rafe leans forward, hands landing on either side of your neck, his face contorted in pleasure directly over yours.

you look down, eyes watching the head of rafes cock appearing and disappearing between your breasts.

“this is- this is fucking good.” rafe grunts, moving faster. “im- im not gonna last very long.”

you stick your tongue out, rafes cock just long enough to hit it with the tip of his cock as he thrusts. you relish the taste, pulling your tongue back into your mouth every couple thrusts to spread the taste.

“thats it, baby.” rafe moans, one hand moving to your mouth, two fingers pulling at the side of your lip, spreading your mouth wider.

you moan out, tongue open and ready for his cum. rafe fucks forward as fast as he can, just like he does your pussy when you spread your legs wide for him.

“cumming.” rafe manages to say as he surges forward, burying his cock in your mouth as his hand wraps around his length, stroking up and down as he reaches his high, cum spurting into your mouth as you happily swallow.

rafe moans slowly die out and become quieter until hes pulling out of your mouth. “get up my legs are about to give out.” he says quickly, and you barely slide off the couch before he collapses.

you giggle and climb on top of him, pressing kisses to his cheek as his chest heaves up and down.

“im guessing you liked that.” you rub your thumb over his bottom lip.

“yeah.” rafe smiles, his eyes sliding shut.

“so, boat ride now?”

“jesus, woman give me a second.” rafe laughs, pulling you into a gentle kiss.

[maybanksprincess]

trouble sleeping? // j.m

warnings: fluff, cuddling, kissing, pet names.

summary: jjs girlfriend is having trouble sleeping <3

small blurb for my baby @jjblunts requested by this ask, i hope you like it!

for a couple days now, you've been having sleeping problems. when you lay in bed, you toss and turn for hours until you fall asleep, waking up with a sore back and grouchy from the lack of sleep.

however, jj has been noticing the slight changes in appearance and mood from you. he's been noticing dark circles starting to form, and the way you've been super quiet all day, and drinking multiple cups of coffee to stay awake.

he didnt know what was going on, but he knew he wanted to help. so tonight, instead of laying on the couch, he comes in to sleep with you instead.

you had been laying on your back, desperately trying to get just an ounce of sleep, but there was no use. you let out a huff of frustration and turn onto your side, hugging the pillows close to you.

as your fighting to fall asleep, you hear the door creaking, meaning someone has entered the room. you open you eyes to see the blonde standing above you.

he reaches down to carress your cheek, rubbing the pad of his thumb across it. "hey babydoll. you cant sleep?" he asks softly.

you smile softly up at him, a tired and weak smile on your face. "no..." you shake your head.

he sighs, sliding into bed next to you gently moving you over by your waist to make room for him. "why didn't you tell me baby? you know i would've came to sleep with you." he says, running his fingers through your hair gently.

you lean into his touch, resting your head on his pec. "i dunno, didn't wanna bother you..."

he chuckles softly "baby your never bothering me. jus' go to sleep, hm?" he says, and moves your hair away from your face to kiss your forehead.

within minutes, your softly snoring in his arms, your face buried in the crook of his neck.

he smiles, pressing his lips to yours in a gentle kiss. "sweet dreams, sweetheart." he says before falling asleep, holding your body against his protectively.

[rafecameronssl4t]

Golf day || Rafe Cameron x fem!reader

Summary: INSPIRED BY THIS TIKTOK

Warnings: pure fluff hehehehe

Word count: 497

A/n: if anyone has any tiktoks that they want me to turn into a Rafe fic, send them thru pls!!!! I love finding random vids on my fyp that are so Rafe coded. ALSO BEGGING FOR MORE DAD!RAFE REQUESTSS

MASTERLIST (dad!rafe au masterlist)

divider by @h-aewo

“Do you think she’ll enjoy it?” Rafe questions, turning his head to you, his eyes lingering on Mabel, comfortably nestled on your lap. He looks genuinely concerned, his brow furrowed with worry.

“You know she loves watching you do anything,” you reply with a reassuring chuckle, trying to soothe his anxiety. As you adjust the tiny hat on your daughter’s head, you can’t help but smile at her innocent excitement.

It was Mabel’s first time at the golf course, and Rafe had been on edge all morning. He’d peppered you with questions like, “Don’t you think it will be too hot?” and “What if she gets bored?” His nervousness was palpable, a stark contrast to his usual composed demeanor.

You had spent the morning reassuring him, reminding him repeatedly that Mabel would be perfectly fine. You knew she would be thrilled just to watch her dad play golf, her eyes following his every move with awe and admiration.

“Do you think she’ll like this spot?” Rafe asks as the golf cart comes to a gentle stop under the shade of a large oak tree. “Babe, you’re the one playing,” you giggle, enjoying his overprotectiveness. Rafe laughs softly, his eyes crinkling with amusement. “Mabel, do you like it here?” he asks, his voice tender as he tickles her chin. Mabel responds with a delightful giggle that melts your heart.

You adjust Mabel on your lap so she’s facing Rafe, her wide, curious eyes tracking his every move as he unloads his golf clubs. The sun casts a warm glow over the course, and you can’t help but admire how handsome Rafe looks in his golf gear. “Doesn’t Daddy look so handsome, Bels?” you murmur to Mabel, pressing light kisses on her rosy cheeks. She giggles uncontrollably and tickling sensation.

Rafe turns at the sound of her infectious giggles, a broad smile lighting up his face. “You girls doing alright?” he calls out, his eyes sparkling with joy. You chuckle, giving him a thumbs-up and lifting Mabel’s tiny hand to wave at him.

Remembering that Rose wanted a video of Mabel’s first time at the golf course, you quickly pull out your phone and aim the camera at Mabel’s expressive face. She’s watching Rafe intently, her anticipation palpable.

As Rafe lines up his shot, you can see the concentration etched on his face. The moment the club makes contact with the golf ball, sending it soaring through the air, Mabel flinches in surprise. You can’t help but laugh, immediately clamping your hand over your mouth, feeling a bit guilty for laughing at her reaction.

Rafe shields his eyes with his hand, squinting into the distance to see where the ball landed. Satisfied with his shot, he turns back and walks towards you and Mabel, a broad smile lighting up his face. “Daddy’s pretty good, isn’t he?” Rafe chuckles as he reaches you, gently lifting Mabel from under her armpits and pressing a loving kiss on her round cheek.

You quickly snap a photo of the sweet moment. Their joy is infectious, and you can’t help but chuckle as you send the video and picture to Rose. Mabel’s earlier reaction to the sound of Rafe hitting the ball plays in your mind, making you smile.

Rafe notices your amusement. “What’s so funny?” he asks, his curiosity piqued as he sees you smiling at your phone. You glance up, grinning, and show him the video of Mabel’s startled reaction to his golf swing.

“Aww, I’m sorry, babygirl,” Rafe says with a laugh, his eyes softening as he watches the video. “I’ll let you know when I’m going to hit the ball next time.” Mabel, already captivated by her dad’s presence, giggles and reaches out to touch his face, her earlier surprise forgotten.

Rafe’s heart melts as he cradles Mabel in his arms, swaying gently. “You’re my good luck charm, you know that?” he murmurs, his voice filled with love. Mabel coos in response, her tiny hands grasping at Rafe’s shirt.

[amandabbbbb]

summary: rafe who protects maybank!reader from luke bc jj is too busy finding gold to protect his sister

tw: parental abuse, mention of drugs, rafes sweet but kinda demanding

word count: 526

you covered a shift working at the wreck because kie could never be bothered to take a shift at her dad’s restaurant, too busy running around the island trying to find whatever gold bullshit that john b has got your brother’s friends and him hung up on. you call jj, overwhelmed from the morning of dealing with your father luke’s fit of rage.

“are you gonna be home tonight? dad just bought a bunch of drugs from barry’s and i don’t want to be alone. i’m scared.”

“sis, you know i love ya, but do you want our lives to get better or not? i’m tryna get us out of this hell, alright? so just stay in your room and don’t come out. love ya, bye.”

he hung up before you could squeeze in another cry for help. just as your salty tears fall, rafe cameron motions you over to give him his bill. you wipe your tears away and give him the fakest smile. he orders you to sit in the opposite empty chair.

“are you alright, sweetheart? i heard that. you know, i know your dad’s a druggie dick. i’ve seen him at barry’s. I gotta get you out of that house. i see your bruises. you know all that makeup doesn’t cover it.” he grabs your arm and rolls up your sleeve, showing your bruise from your father. you, flustered, pull away as his tone was demanding.

before you could even respond, kie’s words ring in your ears: “rafe cameron wouldn’t be caught dead eating here, especially alone. he usually spends his time at the country club. to a kook like him, the wreck is a dump. but ever since you started working there, he always sits at the same table almost every day, staring at you your whole shift, and if you aren’t his waitress, he makes a huge fuss. he’s so sweet to you, always.”

“rafe, really, i’m alright. don’t worry about me.”

“stay at mine tonight, y/n. i’ll take care of you.” he sets 1000 dollars down on the table. he usually gives you a 100 or 200 dollar tip but never this much. you barely know rafe.

“rafe, no. i can’t take this. i don’t even know… uh, uh, rafe, i can’t.”

“stop mumbling and take it. your dad spends all his money on drugs and your brother’s too goddamn worried about god knows what to even be home to take care of you. so i’m going to man up and protect you, okay? so shut up.”

that night after your shift, you stay at rafe’s house. he lets you stay in sarah’s room since the camerons are away. for the first time in ages, you finally relax, safe from your abusive father. you fall asleep almost instantly, exhausted from the stress. rafe makes sure you’re comfortable, checking on you throughout the night. when you wake up in the morning, you find a note and breakfast waiting for you. the note reads:

“good morning, sweetheart. had to run some errands. i know we’re very different but i know what you’re going through. stay as long as you need. you’re safe here. - rafe.”

[mayanneaa]

"golden cove" series - ᴊᴊ ᴍᴀʏʙᴀɴᴋ.

003. - charming || on wattpad.

PAIRING : jj maybank x fem!kook!oc

WARNING(S) : swearing, kinda not proofread, if you spot any errors please lmk

A/N : cove and jj interaction!!

WC : 1.0k

golden cove masterlist. | jj's masterlist.

The sounds of cicadas blend with crashing waves when I'm sitting on our terrace. Sarah's left long ago, leaving me all alone. I hold my legs close to my chest, waiting for my parents to come. The sun's slowly setting, but I have one more thing to do before I go to sleep.

"Hi, beautiful." I hear from behind. My mom appears with a smile on her face. She's already changed into a flowy, white dress. Her brown locks are in a low bun, some strands flowing around her face.

"Mama," I greet her and when she leans in to hug me, I give her a quick peck on the cheek. After her comes my dad, a book in his hands. "Hey, Dad. I was... wondering."

He hums, encouraging me to continue, so I do, "Do you think Grandpa was right? With, you know, his journals. I never got to read them."

Everything I knew about them was from my father's stories. He read them so many times he had the words memorized by now. I don't even have to lie - I've always wanted to see these little books. Dad said it was a series of four, but only two were given to the lab. The other two are presumably lost. Presumably. But I am going to find them. For my grandfather.

I've grown up surrounded by the Kooks mocking him. Saying he's just some crazy old man who does not know what he's talking about. And the worst thing is, that's what my father thought now. Ever since he fought with Ward, I've never heard him talk about the journals again. He avoided this topic like it burned.

I see him stiffen up. He doesn't look up, but after a few seconds, he speaks up, "Cove. You know they are lost."

I furrow my brows, "And? But, but the two others are in the... Norfolk-"

"Chesapeake."

"Yeah, knew it. Chesapeake museum. Or lab." I bite my lip. I have to do this. Not only for my grandpa, but for the Pogues. I know how hard their life is. They remind me of my father so much. At least from the time he was still himself: reckless, with a grin always plastered to his lips.

"It's not worth it, darling. I tried to decipher it, and do you think it worked?" I pout at his words. He closes his eyes, bathing in the soft shadows thrown by the disappearing sun, "You don't have the key anyway. It's the only way they will let you in."

I freeze. A key, he says? I roll my eyes, hoping he thinks I won't go further, but the corners of my lips betray me.

I feel as if the journals are within my reach.

"I think I'll have a walk."

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Even though the Chateau has been in my mind ever since I stepped out of my house, the actual sight of it stopped me in my tracks. I feel my stomach twist.

Maybe it wasn't that good of an idea? What if he changed his mind and decided he wouldn't work with another Kook on this?

I bang on the door, nervously picking at my shorts' edge. I waited for John B.'s face to appear, and when the door creaked open, it was not him. It's JJ.

Fuck.

He lazily leans on the doorframe, his sharp, half-open eyes scanning me. He runs his hand through the blonde strands before he mumbles, "Uh... can I help you?"

He must've been sleeping. He blinks a few times, now more awake, and his brows pull together.

"Hi. Uh, is John B. home?" I ask, feeling my cheeks warm up. "I can come back later- yeah, I think it's a good idea-"

"What do you want with him?" he cuts me off, his voice cool, and his jaw tightening.

"I-"

Why didn't I think about it sooner? They are literally joined at the hip, it was so obvious he would probably be here.

"JJ, who is it?" John B.'s voice is followed by quick footsteps. A second later he appears behind JJ. His eyes widen slightly, darting from me to his best friend.

JJ furrows his brows at him, taking a hazy step back. "Dude, since when do you hang out with Kooks?"

"Just come in." John B. tells me quickly before turning to JJ and mouthing, shut up.

Want it or not, I follow him inside. The air smells of salt and wood. It's much heavier here, the scents making me yawn. A shiver goes down my spine; I feel his gaze following me, and to my annoyance, my cheeks grow warm again.

John B. stops and plops on the sofa. JJ does the same with a sigh, while I stay on my feet, arms crossed. He begins, "Cove will help us."

JJ scoffs, "A Kook? Yeah, tell her everything and wait until she snitches on us to Ward."

I grimace. "I'm in this room, do you remember?" He glances at me, his eyes lingering. "You know damn well I don't have any contact with him. Just because I'm Sarah's best friend doesn't mean I follow her stupid father like a lost puppy!"

John B. interrupts, a heavy sigh escaping from his lungs, "She can get us Ron Martell's journals- if there's anything left in them."

For me, this wasn't just about the journals, it was clearing my grandfather's name. I wanted to prove to all these stupid people, including my Dad, that he wasn't a fool.

"That's why I'm here." I say, "The journals are in Chesapeake. I'll find the key and go there. It should take no more than, like, two days."

"Alone?" JJ hesitates, but his stupid smirk comes back in a second. "Good luck with that."

I huff. "As sweet as you were at the store, huh? What got into you?" 

"Maybe I just don't want some fucking Kooks in our mission-"

"Can you two just shut up for a moment?" We both fall silent, getting our attention to John B. "You'll get it together."

"What?" we exclaim at the same time. I glare at JJ, clenching my teeth. Perfect. "Since when are you our kindergarten teacher?"

"Since now. I'll talk about it with the rest tomorrow." John says. I've never wanted to choke him so bad.

If I had any doubts, they're gone now—this is definitely a mistake.

[fictionalmenxyn]

Outer Banks x RJ social media au!

Hi guys! please, please feel free to ask or make any form of request for any of the guys listed in my pinned post! Idk if I’m shadow banned or not, if I am or not, comment on this post to let me know, please and thanks. Anyways have a great day/night!! 🫶🫶

[shrimpybbq]

m-m-maybe obx actress!reader showing up to the premiere of queer, and she’s the only one from the obx cast to attend. no one knows if everyone else was just busy or drew didn’t invite them, but she’s there. there are pics of each of them alone on the carpet, but the fans are more interested in the pictures of them off to the side. drew’s got one hand wrapped around her waist while the other circles her shoulders and obx actress!reader is fully encapsulated in a hug. it’s clear how much drew appreciates her presence at the event and he’s seen grinning down at her, the pair sharing secretive whispers. cameras even catch daniel giving obx actress!reader a familiar hug, her having visited the set of queer more than once (not to mention drew’s constant rambling about her). when the pics circulate on social media the fans go wild, reading in to her presence at the premiere and catching on to the fact that her colourful dress seems to compliment his outfit just right. don’t even get the fans started on the matching bracelets the pair wear, drew’s own bracelet peeking out under his suit jacket cuff. maybe it’s just casual coworkers celebrating and supporting one another… or maybe not.

Inspired by miss girl herself, Queen Carlacia

[fullfledgedemo]

Chapter 1 / Part 3

Pairing: Rafe cameron x OC / JJ maybank x OC / JJ Maybank x sister!reader

Warnings: swearing, alcohol, drugs, typical obx stuff; (remind me if I forget something)

Summary: Skyla is JJ's older sister. Growing up together they were inseparable. A short while after going to school she met her best friend Kayla. She would convince Kay to join her and the pogues. But Skyla would be strongly invested to make her dream of going to art school come true, that she didn't notice her best friend totally falling for her brother. On the road to her dream she accidentally crosses paths with the Kook prince himself. Maybe he's not that bad after all?

Word count: 2K

AN: I needed to split this one up so there is one last part coming out soon! ~

(next day ~ rise and shine)

As I got back home that night, JJ was knocked out in his bed. So I went straight to my room, trying to get some sleep myself.

I was glad our father wasn’t around or he might yell at us for any reason. It didn’t take me too long to fall asleep. Most of all it was from the weed yesterday.

But as I woke up I soon remembered what had happened. Me chilling out with Rafe Cameron at the pier. Ok it wasn’t directly chilling out, he just came up to me and asked for papers.

Still it was a pretty great night after all. Rubbing my head, I tried to wrap my head around it and giggled.

Getting slapped back into reality I heard my brother making a smoothie in the kitchen. Now I was nervous, how should I tell him that I may be hooking up with the enemy ,as he likes to call them.

I sat up a little too fast, making my head spin a little. Better not to tell him right now. I think about something.

Grabbing some fresh clothes from my drawer, I got changed and walked to the kitchen.

JJ was pouring some green smoothie into a glass. “Morning”, I softly greeted him. He looked up from his smoothie and smiled at me “Morning sunshine”.

Pondering how I should start the conversation I just asked “Hangover smoothie?”. “Damn right, you want some?”, he cooed and looked for an extra glass.

“Gladly”, I snickered and leaned on the counter. He poured me a glass and we silently went out to sit on the front porch.

Taking a sip from my smoothie I looked a little disgusted. “Oh god, I forgot how bad this tasted”, I said, shaking my whole body because of the weird taste.

“Well it isn’t supposed to taste good, it just helps with the headache and stuff”, JJ laughed as he watched me pinch my nose while I drank.

As we sat there a few minutes in silence the urge to talk about the fight yesterday came over me. “I’m sorry..”

”I didn’t mean to..”, we said simultaneously, making us laugh at each other.

I gestured for him to go on as I took another sip.

“Sky look, I’m sorry it just made me so mad..not that you forgot but that you chose a stuck up party with some Kooks over us”, he explained, looking to the ground and I saw a little frown on his face. 

I sighed, putting down my smoothie, “It was never my intention to upset you, I just said yes to Nina because I really didn’t think about it”.

“I know, just..next time it would be kinda nice if you think of us first”, he said smiling at me.

“Of course, I know that I can be forgetful, but I hope you can forgive your dumb sis”, I nudged his shoulder and gave him a shy smile.

Laughing he embraced me in a tight hug “Of course dummy”. “After all I did a lot stupid stuff too and you still haven’t thrown me down a cliff”, he added laughing and his statement made me laugh too.

Grinning, I softly said “We dummy’s need to stick together”. JJ put his hands up to his mouth shouting “Attention kildare island the maybanks are loose again!”. Frantically laughing I cheered in and gave a warning howl.

After an hour of just chilling with my brother I asked “You know what the others are up to today?”.

He pinched a straw of grass in between his fingers and looked up. “I’ll give them a call”, he said, taking out his phone.

While JJ was dialling John B’s number I wondered if they still were mad, because I would totally understand that.

As John B. was picking up, JJ would ask him what he was doing right now. “Alright, I'll talk to the girls, see ya later”, my brother said and ended the call.

Looking at him I wished for a positive answer. “He’s out with Pope right now, but they join us later at the chateau and we should call the girls”, he answered my pondering look.

I sighed “Alright, I'll talk to them”. I took out my phone and nervously bit my lip. Staring a few minutes onto my screen, I decided that I would rather text them.

Twenty minutes later I got a text from Kayla that she would come over in an hour, and Kie answered that she would join us at a similar time like the boys.

As my brother and I sat at the chateau waiting, Kayla was first to arrive. She parked her car near the big willow tree.

Most times you didn’t notice that Kayla was born a Kook, because her parents chose a more modest way of life. Before she moved to the cut in 9th grade, she and her parents would live on the mainland and had a pretty big house.

As she was put in our class, I knew from the start I wanted to be friends with her. Maybe the way she talked, or the fact that we liked the same music proved to me that my decision was the right one.

After all, I introduced her to the pogues and she fit totally in our strange pack. 

As she made her way over to us, I smiled and waved at her. But before she could reach the porch where we were sitting JJ stood up and shouted “Kayla Lynn Prinston, I need to talk to you”, he explained in a serious manner.

Kayla looked at him caught off guard “What?..What did I do?”she asked, confused.

“Nothing Ma’m, we just need to ask you a couple of questions”, JJ said, making a dramatic pause.

“Did it come to your attention that the Maybanks are loose again?”, he continued, looking at her whilst throwing an arm around her shoulders.

She broke out in laughter and shook her head. “You’re such a goofball, I really thought you were serious”, she said chuckling, pinching his cheek.

I laughed with them, looking at my brother who made an ‘ouch’ face.

Kayla sat down next to me on the porch. “Uhm I’m getting myself a drink, you want something too?”, JJ glanced at Kayla, nervously ruffling his hair. “Yeah, a coke please”, she smiled at him.

My brother disappeared into the kitchen and for a few seconds it was silent between the two of us. Looking at each other I just blurted out “I’m sorry I wasn’t there yesterday”.

Kay sighed, but soon put on a smile. “It’s okay, did you at least have a good time?”she asked, nudging my shoulder.

I considered telling her about the whole Rafe Cameron situation but as I was about to say something I heard my brother coming out of the house again.

“Yeah, I…it wasn’t too bad”, I quickly added, looking away to hide my embarrassed face.

Kay took her drink from JJ, thanking him. She now gave me a questioning grin “Not too bad?”.

Shit she already knows something is up. I should’ve said it was boring and nothing happened the whole night. Now my brother also looked at me, taking a sip from his own drink.

I nervously rubbed my hands on my pants “Well you know, Nina kept talking to fancy people and I just knocked myself out on cocktails”, I explained, laughing to ease my anxiety a little.

“Sounds like my sis”, JJ cheered. That was close, I thought. I didn’t want to blow things up right now with my brother, nor with my friends. Not knowing how they would react, with me going to another Kook party.

This time it was the real deal also, because it was the Camerons estate. To change the topic, I asked them about what they had been up to yesterday.

“You know, the typical shenanigans”, Kayla explained, grinning at JJ.

“Hey I didn’t know you were standing there, I apologised”, JJ said, raising his hands in defence.

Kay laughed and turned to me “He poured a cup of beer over my head because he was drunk as fuck”.

My brother scratched his neck and looked extremely embarrassed.

As we chatted the others would arrive at the chateau. As everyone was now here, we would chat and goof around until it got dark and we decided to put out some candles. The boys wanted to make a little bonfire so they were gathering wood.

 I went into the kitchen to make us some popcorn. Joining the girls again outside Kiara asked me “Hey Sky? How’s the whole art school thingy going for you?” grabbing some popcorn out of the bowl I put down.

“Well I still need a bit more money for the first semester but it should work with the scholarship, I also sent the application out a few days ago”, I nervously smiled.

The University I wanted to attend was located on the mainland, that meant I would be pretty far away from my friends and JJ. I really didn’t want to leave my brother alone with my father but this was my only chance of getting somewhere better.

“I’m sure they will accept you”, Kiara smiled at me assuring. Looking up at the night sky I wished for the best. Maybe my dream will come true eventually.

(day after - skyla’s workplace) 

Today was pretty normal at work. Some tourists floated in making me run back and forth with dishes, but other than that the next hours were chill.

As I was about to take out the trash I got a text message. Throwing the nasty bag of leftover food into the container I wiped my hands off and looked around for anyone to see me.

Taking out a cigarette I lit it up and made some puffs. Looking at my phone I investigated the text I got. Glancing at the name of the person who had sent it I jumped a little.

Rafe texted me.

I opened the message and bit back a grin. “Hey Blondie, excited for the party?” he wrote. Texting him back I wrote “Yo Cameron boy, Name’s Sky if you forgot, but yeah I am~”

Chuckling I exhaled some smoke. Teasing him a little would be kind of fun.

I didn’t take long for him to respond “I know but Blondie sounds kinda cute ;) Looking forward to seeing you there” I blushed madly at his text.

I don’t know why he gets me all the time, normally I’m not that easy to fluster. “Skyla, are you outside?”I heard my manager shouting.

I hastily put out my cigarette and made my way back in. I hoped that the party would be good, but honestly I wasn't excited about it. I was excited for some certain young man.

(night of the party)

It was evening as I texted my brother that I would be staying over at Nina’s place.

I asked her the day before if she could be my backup. “To be your partner in crime? Hell yes!” she answered me.

I didn't tell her exactly where I was going, only that it was a party I didn't want my brother to know of. Packing some clothes for changing at Nina’s, I felt a little guilty for not being open with everyone.

But it was for the better, I told myself. There would be just a lot of drama about it and I didn't want to deal with it right now.

“See ya tomorrow”, I said to my brother, who was sitting outside. “Have fun Skizzle”, he waved at me and smiled.

I looked at my phone to check the time only to hear Nina arriving with her car. As I hopped into the passenger seat she smiled at me. “Hey gurl, you're bumped? “, she asked while hugging me.

I grinned buckling up my seat belt. “Kind. of, but actually actually a little nervous”, I told her.

She looked at me curiously “It's a guy, am I right?”.

“Sshhh not too loud, and maybe”, I whispered, grabbing her hand to get her to quiet down a little. She chuckled and drove us to her house. 

@madelynie @runningfrom2am