#pogue

[maybanksprincess]

I am sooo stressed out w/ the election and drama in my family and it has made Protective Boyfriend JJ a need. On that note, could I please request your head canons on an overly protective BF JJ? I just know that man would literally get thrown in jail to protect his girl and that’s just uuuugggh….

Of course if you would rather not since ppl are tryna bring this bs drama back to your blog that is obviously okay, love you and I hope this doesn’t get started back up❤️❤️

-🌻

im so sorry your going thru all that stress babe! i hope it gets better, sending kisses and hugs! 🫂💋

protective!bf!jj who always has a hand hooked around your waist in public, no matter where you two are. he occasionally squeezes you to remind himself your still there.

protective!bf!jj who never lets you go out alone, even to the store (especially if its late)

protective!bf!jj who almost never lets anyone else drive you anywhere. he doesn't trust anyone else and doesn't want you getting hurt or in an accident.

protective!bf!jj who always skips out on drinking alcohol at parties to make sure you don't do something stupid or throw up on yourself.

protective!bf!jj who is immediately at your doorstep when he hears your having a bad day.

protective!bf!jj who always is there to rub your back, and give you forehead kisses when you dont feel good, or had a shitty day.

im sorry its short, i hope you feel better. mwah! 💋💋💋

[cherryfyre]

5 Ways Sarah Cameron Used Rafe To Change Your Mind

For the ladies in the back !! @lovinqbella 🥂🥂

1. Convincing You to Attend a Party

You stood in Sarah’s room, arms crossed, shaking your head. “No way. I’m not going to that party. It’s just going to be a mess of drunk people and bad music.”

Sarah groaned, flopping dramatically onto her bed. “You’re impossible. It’s one party, and everyone’s going to be there.”

“Exactly my point,” you replied, raising an eyebrow.

She glanced at her phone and suddenly smirked. “Fine, don’t go. But you know who is going?”

“I don’t care,” you said quickly, but the way she raised her brows in response made your stomach twist.

“Rafe’s going,” she said, casually scrolling. “And honestly, he doesn’t go to these things that often anymore. Kinda weird, actually.”

You hesitated, looking out her window like you could avoid the conversation altogether. “That’s… irrelevant.”

Sarah grinned. “Is it? Because last time I checked, you two had been getting along pretty well. I’m just saying, he asked if you were coming.”

Before you could respond, her bedroom door creaked open. Rafe leaned against the frame, one hand tucked into the pocket of his hoodie. “You coming or not?”

His blue eyes locked on yours, unreadable, though there was a flicker of something—expectation, maybe—that made your heart skip.

“I haven’t decided,” you said, standing straighter.

Rafe smirked, tilting his head slightly. “Sounds like a yes to me. I’ll see you there.” He turned and walked away, leaving you with a stunned expression and Sarah grinning like she’d won.

2. Persuading You to Go on a Group Hike

“Nope. Not happening,” you said, firmly tying your sneaker and standing up.

Sarah frowned. “Why not? It’ll be fun! Fresh air, great views, all that stuff.”

You gave her a pointed look. “It’s a hike. You know I don’t do bugs, dirt, or sweating unless absolutely necessary.”

Sarah sighed, tapping her phone against her palm thoughtfully. “Well, I guess I’ll just have to tell Rafe you bailed.”

You blinked. “Rafe?”

“Yeah, he’s coming. Said he wanted to get out of the house. Weird, right? Anyway, he’s probably going to make fun of you for being scared of a little exercise, but I’ll tell him you had a good excuse.”

You narrowed your eyes. “I’m not scared. I just don’t see the point.”

Sarah smirked. “Sure. Tell that to him when he asks where you are.”

An hour later, you were trailing behind the group, muttering under your breath about Sarah’s manipulation. Rafe slowed his pace until he was walking beside you, his tanned arm brushing yours.

“Not so bad, right?” he asked, glancing at you with a slight grin.

You huffed. “I wouldn’t call this fun.”

“Guess you just need better company,” he replied, his voice low and teasing.

You shot him a look, but the warmth of his smile made the dirt path seem a little less annoying.

3. Convincing You to Go Paddleboarding

“No, Sarah. I’m not getting on a paddleboard,” you said firmly, eyeing the glistening water of the cove.

Sarah grinned mischievously. “You say that like you’ve tried it before.”

“Because I don’t have to try it to know I’ll fall flat on my face,” you replied, crossing your arms.

“Not if someone’s there to help you balance,” she said casually, glancing behind you. Before you could ask what she meant, a low voice interrupted.

“Scared of water or just bad at sports?”

You turned to see Rafe leaning against the dock post, his hair tousled from the wind and a smirk tugging at his lips. He was shirtless, his tan skin catching the sun, and you suddenly found it difficult to form a response.

“I’m not scared,” you muttered, though your pulse betrayed you.

“Good,” Rafe said, stepping closer. “Because I’m not about to let you drown. Come on, I’ll even hold the board steady for you.”

Sarah nudged you with her elbow. “See? Easy solution.”

Fifteen minutes later, you were wobbling on the board, Rafe’s hands steady on your ankles. “Relax,” he said, his voice low and calm. “You’re overthinking it.”

His eyes met yours briefly, and for a moment, you forgot all about the water beneath you.

4. Persuading You to Go for a Late-Night Drive

“I’m not getting in a car with Rafe,” you said, glaring at Sarah.

“Why not? It’s just a drive,” she replied, as if it were the most normal thing in the world.

“You mean with your brother who drives like a maniac?”

Sarah rolled her eyes. “He’s not that bad. Plus, he said he’s going to the lookout, and you love it there.”

You hesitated. The lookout was your favorite spot, but…

Before you could argue further, headlights illuminated the driveway, and Rafe’s truck pulled up. He leaned out the window, his arm resting casually on the doorframe. “You coming or what?”

You glanced at Sarah, who gave you a knowing look, and reluctantly got in.

The drive was surprisingly quiet, the hum of the engine filling the space. When you reached the lookout, the stars seemed impossibly bright.

“You always this stubborn?” Rafe asked, leaning back against the hood of the truck.

“Only when I have a reason to be,” you shot back, but your tone lacked its usual bite.

“Noted,” he said, his gaze lingering on you a moment longer than necessary.

5. Persuading You to Help Fix the Dock

“You’re kidding, right?” you said, staring at the pile of wooden planks and tools. “I don’t know the first thing about fixing a dock.”

Sarah shrugged. “Neither do I, but Rafe does. And he said he could use an extra set of hands.”

“Why don’t you help him then?” you shot back.

“I have other plans,” she said, already backing away. “But you? You’d be perfect for the job.”

Before you could argue, Rafe appeared, carrying a toolbox. He glanced between you and Sarah, his expression unreadable. “You staying to help?”

You sighed. “Apparently.”

He smirked. “Didn’t think you’d be the type to get your hands dirty.”

“I’m full of surprises,” you replied, grabbing a hammer.

As the afternoon wore on, you found yourself laughing more than you expected. Rafe’s sleeves were rolled up, sawdust clinging to his skin, and the way he occasionally glanced at you—like he was trying to figure you out—left you feeling strangely flustered.

When the dock was finally finished, he leaned against a post, watching the sunset. “Not bad for a rookie,” he said, his tone teasing but soft.

You rolled your eyes, but the warmth in his gaze made it hard to argue.

[iamasimperyk]

Lonely -Rafe Cameron

Summery: Rafe finds you, a Pogue, crying at the beach.

Warnings: Fluff, Cursing, Crying, Not proof-read, English is not my first language

Pairing: Rafe Cameron x Pogue!Reader

Part 2

Why was everyone around you in a relationship? It wasn't like you were desperate to get a boyfriend, but somehow it made you feel insecure that you didn't have one. You started to wonder why no one wanted you. Was it because you were ugly? Was it because you weren't someone who liked to go out and party? Or was it because you were too inexperienced?

You didn't want to bother any of your friends with your thoughts, and it wasn't like you had a chance to do so. Since all of them were in a relationship now, no one has time for you anymore. And that's how you found yourself crying on the beach on a Saturday night, alone.

You loved the beach and sometimes you also liked to be alone. From time to time you needed to think things through and just needed some alone time, but right now, you just wished for someone to hug you. You felt lonley and the fact that your friends and every other person on the island would be at a party right now, didn’t make things better.

Pogues and Kooks together at the Bonefire never ended good, so it was the perfect excuse not to go. At least that‘s what you told your friends. They didn‘t even question it, to busy being all lovey dovey in their relationships.

A tear rolled down your cheek as you thought about your friends. You were happy for them, but somehow you longed to feel the rush of a relationship too. You wanted to be kissed, held, and loved.

The fact that you were a little jealous of them made you even more upset. A good friend shouldn’t be jealous, but happy.

You were deep in your thoughts when a voice suddenly pulled you out of them, “Ey!”

You turned around, quickly wiping away your tears.

You couldn’t believe your eyes. The one and only Rafe Cameron were walking towards you. The last time you had seen him was on the ship, where he nearly shot you.

“Oh, look who it is.” He gave you one of his famous smirks, now standing in front of you.

“What are you doing here, Rafe?” You mumbled, not even looking at him.

Rafe caused nothing but trouble the last few months. He was the reason why the Pogues and you lost the gold. He was the reason why the Pogues and you lost the Cross. He was the reason why John B and Sarah had been missing.

“Could ask you the same question. Never saw you without your little friends.” He chuckled, sitting down next to you.

“Well, I didn’t want to attend the Bonefire, but they did.” You shrugged, looking at the sunset in front of you.

“Didn’t want to go either, too old for the shit I guess,” He sighed to which you let out a humourless laugh, “Rafe Cameron is too old to get wasted? Yeah, great joke.”

“Believe what you want, I don’t care, but at least I am not the one sitting here because my friends don’t have time for me anymore.” He hissed.

It wasn’t wrong what he said, but how did he know?

After he saw the look of confusion in your face he spoke up again, “It’s obvious that they don’t have time for you anymore. They are all dating now and you are the only single one.”

Once again, tears welled up in your eyes, but you quickly blinked them away. "Are you observing my friend group, Cameron?"

He answered without any emotion, "Do I look like someone who cares about your friend group? It's obvious you're trying too hard to get their attention."

Why didn't your friends see your efforts when even Rafe Cameron did?

“But lucky for you, out of your little group of Pogues, I tolerate you the most," He said after a few seconds.

“Hard to believe since you wanted to kill me a few months ago.” You muttered, drawing little shapes into the sand.

“Oh, come on. I didn’t want to kill you, I just had to get back what belonged to me. The cross,” He started to explain himself, “But it doesn’t matter since I am a new person now.”

“I see, and why’s that?” You raised your eyebrows.

“My dad isn’t here anymore so I am the boss now.” He told you proudly.

“And you cut your hair.” You mumbled quietly, but he heard you regardless, “Looks more mature.”

You nod, “I like it.”

“Did Y/n Y/l/n just complimented my hair?” He asked in a sarcastic tone.

You couldn’t help but laugh a little, “Why are you really here, Rafe? You saw that it was me sitting here. Why would you come anyway?”

"I left the Bonfire because it was shit, and as I was walking towards my car, I heard someone sobbing. At the Bonefire I saw your friends with my sister, but I couldn't see you. When I saw you sitting here, I knew that something was wrong," he confessed while scratching his buzzed head.

“I appreciate that you came down to talk to me, Rafe, I really do.” You smile a little at him.

It's hard to believe that someone actually came to look after you. Not just anyone, but someone who was supposed to hate you. This person had made your life a living hell for the past few months. Despite this, the last half hour has been the best you have had in a long time.

“Look I am not good with all this emotional shit, but you wanna tell me why you were crying?” He asked carefully.

“Promise me not use it against me?” You asked in the most innocent voice Rafe has ever heard.

He answered with a short ‘promise’ before you started to explain how left out you have felt the past few weeks.

As you finished explaining, tears streamed down your face while Rafe held you tightly.

“Thanks for listing, Rafe. I am sorry I ruined your night,” You wiped away your tears, your eyes puffy from all the crying.

“You haven’t ruined my night, Y/n, actually you made it a lot better. I would probably have stayed at home all alone, trying to drown my thoughts in whiskey.” He told you honestly.

"Better than listening to me whine about my friend's relationships," you said as you hiccuped.

He shook his head, "At least you feel better after telling someone your problems, and I got to hold you."

You smile up at him, “You are happy to hold me? A Pogue?”

He chucked lightly, “Who would have thought.”

“Well, I also didn’t imagine myself at the beach, lying in the arms of a Kook.” After those words left your mouth there was silence.

The two of you were staring at each other until Rafe leaned down. You closed your eyes, your lips were nearly touching when someone called out your name.

“Y/n, is that you?”

[maybankcore]

◟ヾ jj maybanks reckless girlfriend .

crazy. carefree. and an even more of a kleptomaniac then jj. hard drugs by 12 am and sober by 8, rolls a meannn blunt and smells like nicotine and cherries. see-through tops with a black laced bra peaking out, stuffed with rolled up tenners (its usage being very important), durex condoms, and jj stuffing shit in them instead of using his own pockets. low rise baggy jeans – that show her slutty tattoo on her lower back – with stolen steve madden platforms. smudged eyeliner and heaps of mascara coating her eyelashes, with a red lipped look – which, after visiting jj, is also smudged. yelling, fighting, and putting snotty kooks in their places is her all time favorite hobby. had potentially made out with kie when stoned but never regretted it. oh, and she always has the meanest resting bitch face.

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[vogueprincess]

here’s my take on rafe and sofia…. if they make his character all soft and simple and straightforward it ruined his whole character!!! his character is this complex deranged guy with issues and it makes no sense for that all to be resolved because he suddenly gets into this relationship with a sofia. i also think it’s a bit off character for him to be with a pogue…. i also think that the only reason they added her is to give the viewers the idea of what it would be like to be in a relationship with rafe (cause let’s be real rafe is one of obx main money makers) let me know what you think!

[killanyone4you]

look at my children 😍

[coolthingsguyslike]

[pankowcrumbs]

That Zombie just Blinked! X Rudy Pankow (requested)

MasterList

Outerbanks and Cast Masterlist

The crisp October evening air carried a chill that matched the buzzing excitement among the Outer Banks cast as we stood outside the towering, gothic structure of Ravenswood Haunted Manor. The mansion’s dark silhouette loomed ominously under the silver glow of the moon, its turrets and gnarled gargoyles casting eerie shadows across the grounds. Fog machines hissed, and distant howls played from hidden speakers, creating an ambiance fit for a horror movie.

“I’m telling you, nothing in there is going to scare me,” Rudy declared, his chest puffed out in mock bravado. He spun in a circle, addressing the group with exaggerated confidence. “I’ve seen every horror movie ever made. Haunted houses are, like, my thing.”

“Oh, really?” I asked, crossing my arms and raising a brow, a playful smirk tugging at my lips. I stood next to him, bundled in a cozy jacket, my eyes sparkling with amusement. “Because last week you wouldn’t even watch The Conjuring without turning on the lights.”

The group erupted into laughter as Rudy dramatically clutched his chest, feigning hurt. "Y/N?” he gasped. “And here I thought we were friends.”

“I’m just saying,” I teased. “Talk a big game all you want, but we’ll see who’s running for the exit first.”

Chase, leaning casually against a stone pillar, grinned. “I’ve got twenty bucks on Rudy screaming before we’re even halfway through.”

“Make it fifty,” Madison chimed in, shaking hands with Chase.

“You guys have no faith in me,” Rudy groaned, throwing his hands up. “Fine. Watch and learn, cowards.”

Jonathan nudged Drew. “This is gonna be good.”

Carlacia snapped a quick photo of the group standing in front of the mansion, tagging everyone on Instagram with the caption, “Ready to face our fears… or just laugh at Rudy.” The cast’s camaraderie was evident in their playful jabs and shared excitement, making the haunted experience even more thrilling.

The guide, dressed in a tattered cloak and ghostly makeup, motioned for the group to enter the mansion. “Welcome to Ravenswood,” he said, his voice a haunting growl. “Abandon hope, all ye who enter here.”

Rudy took a step forward, leading the way with exaggerated confidence. “Let’s do this,” he said, though I caught the faintest hint of nerves in his eyes. I stifled a laugh, filing in behind him as the heavy wooden doors creaked shut with an ominous finality.

The first room was dimly lit, with flickering candles casting shadows on the cracked walls. A chilling piano melody played in the background, and cobwebs draped over the antique furniture. The air smelled of damp wood and fake blood.

“Okay, this isn’t so bad,” Rudy said, his voice slightly higher-pitched than usual. He pointed at a mannequin dressed as a ghost. “See? Totally fake.”

The mannequin suddenly lunged forward with a shriek, causing Rudy to yelp and jump back, bumping into me.

“Oh my god, it moved!” he shouted, clutching my arm.

I burst out laughing. “Rudy, it’s literally on wheels.”

“Still counts,” he muttered, cheeks flushing as the group dissolved into laughter.

As we moved through the mansion, the scares grew more elaborate. Mechanical bats swooped down from the ceiling, and actors in grotesque costumes leaped out from hidden corners. The group’s reactions ranged from startled jumps to outright screams, but Rudy’s exaggerated responses quickly became the highlight of the night.

In one hallway, lit only by a single swinging light bulb, a zombie animatronic suddenly turned its head and blinked. Rudy froze, his grip on my hand tightening like a vice.

“THAT ZOMBIE JUST BLINKED!” he yelled, his voice cracking.

“It’s supposed to blink,” I said, biting back laughter. “It’s an animatronic, Rudy.”

“I don’t care what it is! It’s alive!” he insisted, practically hiding behind me as the group cackled.

“Rudy, you’re killing me,” Chase said between fits of laughter, clutching his stomach. “Big, brave haunted house guy, huh?”

“Shut up, Stokes,” Rudy shot back, though he didn’t let go of my hand.

As the group progressed, I found myself shielding Rudy more and more. Whether it was a skeletal hand reaching out from the wall or a creepy clown popping out of a closet, Rudy’s reaction was always the same: a startled yell followed by him using me as a human shield.

“You’re really milking this, aren’t you?” I teased as we entered a room filled with fog and eerie green lighting.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Rudy said, though the grin tugging at his lips betrayed him.

When we reached the grand finale—a winding maze filled with strobe lights and actors dressed as ghouls—Rudy clung to my arm like his life depended on it.

“If I don’t make it out of here, tell my mum I love her,” he whispered dramatically.

“You’re ridiculous,” I replied, though I couldn’t help but smile. I wrapped an arm around his shoulders, guiding him through the maze. “Come on, scaredy-cat. I’ll protect you from the big, bad skeletons.”

Rudy looked down at me, his eyes softening despite the chaos around us. “Thanks, Y/N. You’re my hero.”

By the time we exited the mansion, Rudy’s bravado had been completely replaced by sheepish laughter. The group was in stitches, recounting his most dramatic moments.

“That zombie just blinked!” Chase mimicked, doubling over with laughter.

“Okay, okay, we get it,” Rudy said, holding up his hands. “I’m never living this down, am I?”

“Not a chance,” Madelyn said, patting him on the back.

I stayed close to Rudy as the group headed to the parking lot. “You know, for someone who was terrified the whole time, you did pretty well,” I said with a grin.

“Yeah?” Rudy asked, his cheeks tinged pink. “You think so?”

“Absolutely,” I replied. “And hey, if you ever need a bodyguard for your next haunted adventure, you know where to find me.”

Rudy chuckled, slipping his arm around my shoulders. “Deal. But next time, I’m picking the activity. Maybe something less terrifying. Like skydiving.”

I laughed, leaning into him as we walked. “Sounds perfect.”

[24kmar]

𝑹𝒂𝒇𝒆 𝑪𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒏 𝒙 𝑩𝒐𝒓𝒏 𝑲𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝑴𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝑷𝒐𝒈𝒖𝒆 𝑮𝑭

[daddyrafecameronn]

a certain someone has instructed me to pay you to cuff them..

so um… how much do you want?

did she now? interesting. i’ll do it for free.

[amandabbbbb]

thinking about dark!rafe who manipulates pogueprincess!reader!!! she’s so pretty and sweet he does everything and anything to be around her all the time. she’s literally the only one who gives him attention and he can’t let that go or he will go insane. he gets pissed off everytime she hangs out with her pogue friends since they take up all her time and she loves them but in his eyes they aren’t worthy to be around her or be loved by her, only he is. so rafe bullies the fuck out of her pogue friends. making up rumours about them and calling them dirty pogues but doesn’t let her see or know. they finally tell her they don’t want to be around her anymore bc of rafe and she tries to break up with rafe. he literally won’t let her and convinces her that they were lying and were just jealous and didn’t understand their connection. he plants doubts in her mind, making her believe that distancing herself from them is the right choice.

“you don’t need them, princess. they were holding you back. but I’ll always be here for you, no matter what.”

ahhh that was so stupid but it was my first time writing so don’t bully me pls

[wanderlustxprincess]

In case any OBX fans are looking for holiday gift ideas, I just posted a bunch of custom, made to order friendship bracelets on my etsy shop!

[darkphoenix180]

[gas-stationprincess]

was thinking abt getting matching p4l tattoos w my gf, but this is what pogue means😭 & people who havent watched the show & know the other meaning are def gonna think this

[killanyone4you]

snow day ❄️

[daisymintt]

Was watching Outerbanks when it hit me: Pogue and Kook would be pretty good clone trooper OC names. Kinda tempted to make them now!