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[rebel-pogue]

Campfires and Blue Eyes

JJ Maybank x Reader

request: yes. @ampanonyg : Write what going camping with JJ would be like

warnings: swearing, innuendos, kissing, fluff galoreeee

summary: You and JJ finally go on your first camping trip together, but something seems amiss...

a/n: I hope you guys enjoy this! My very first JJ and OBX imagine!! It ended up longer than I had originally planned but the more JJ the better, right? Requests are open if you would like more, I also have some ideas as well!!

(Y/n)- your name

(Y/n/n)- your nickname

(Y/h/t)- your hair texture

wc: 1,437

gif by @rudypankows​

Your eyes scanned the contents of your trunk, trying to figure out why you had such a bad feeling. As your focus was taken from everything else, arms wrapping around your abdomen startled you, and you let out a loud gasp. 

“Fuck, JJ! Don’t scare me like that!” You laughed, lightly smacking the blonde’s muscular arms that still held you firmly. 

JJ smirked, resting his chin on your shoulder, the contact causing soft tingles to shoot through your body, “Y/N, how much longer do I have to wait before we can just go? I haven’t been camping in years, man! Don’t get me all excited to just waste the night away eye-banging your car.”

His crude way with words used to bother you, but the more time you spent with the blue-eyed hottie, the more you came to love his easy-going personality. 

“I just feel like we’re forgetting something, and I cannot for the life of me figure out what it is...” You rested your hands on top of JJ’s, leaning your head against his own. You tried to stay focused on anything, but the more you touched JJ, the more you couldn’t stop thinking about him, and nothing more. 

Unfortunately, JJ released and separated you two, causing a slight feeling of disappointment within, “Ehhh, we’ll be fine! We’ve both been camping; we know what we’re doing!” He grinned at you and your worries escaped you quickly. 

You reached your hand up to touch JJ’s cheek, pulling his face towards yours. Your lips met quickly, seeming to move in harmony. It was obviously not your first time kissing him, but every time had a new type of electricity with it, making it seem brand new.

JJ hummed against your lips, causing the butterflies in your stomach to flutter, “Now, now...” he whispered, leaning his forehead against your own as the two of you caught your breaths, “we have to save something for later tonight.”

You shoved him off of you, your cheeks a bright crimson, “Keep it in your pants, Maybank. We still have a good drive ahead of us.” You hurried to your car, not wanting to amuse JJ anymore with your embarrassment. You knew he loved to make you blush.

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“Gah! How much longer do we have?!” JJ complained from the passenger seat of your car. You couldn’t help but chuckle at how child-like he could be at times. You were quite grateful for him, you knew he was struggling to stay awake with you the entire drive, and just wanted to arrive at the destination. 

“You know, the more you ask, the slower I will go.” You gave him a side glance, smirking at his wide eyes. You weren’t going to mention you were merely 10 minutes from the campsite, you enjoyed watching him squirm as much as he did. 

JJ’s hands slapped his face quickly, attempting to keep himself as alert as he could, “Alrighty then, let’s play another game!” 

Holding back a groan, you ran a hand through your (y/h/t) hair, throwing it to the other side of your head. If you could remember correctly, you had played about four different car games since you started your little impromptu road trip. Again, you were very thankful and knew part of his ideas were just to make sure you stayed awake during the drive since he knew there was no convincing you to take turns. 

“Listen trouble,” he drawled, placing his hand softly on your bare thigh. It was like he was making claim with the nickname he loved to call you after all of your adventures together, as well as holding you to him physically. It never bothered you to be touched by JJ; however, the warmth that spread throughout you when you guys did make contact could be unbearable, especially when trapped driving, and not able to do anything about your longings to be held more. “If you could just get us to the campsite already, we wouldn’t have to play these lame games.” 

If there was one thing JJ was better at than making you go crazy, was understanding you and what you thought way too well. He could always tell when you were uncomfortable, tired, angry, happy... being turned on was one he NEVER missed. 

You shot him a warm smile, but turned your eyes back to the road as he gave your thigh a slight squeeze, “Hold yourself together, (y/n)...” you whispered under your breath.

“What was that, babe?” JJ leaned closer to you, already fully knowing what you had said, and enjoying toying with you now. This was forever his favorite game. 

“I said, we made it!” You were successful in distracting him, his head shot forward and took in the sprawl of trees that surrounded them, and the large ‘Onondaga Campsite’ sign that lead you to a dirt road. 

After checking in with the workers, you quickly made your way to your little campsite, that you made sure was separated more from the others, it was off in a little corner, surrounded almost entirely by large trees whereas the other sites were mostly open. 

You pulled into the designated parking spot and grinned. You hadn’t been camping in years as well, but just being here brought back so many great memories, you were already dreading having to return. 

You and JJ simultaneously through your seatbelts off and clambered out of the car. Once your feet hit ground, the reality of the long drive hit your limbs quickly. Stretching your legs out to relieve some stiffness your eyes drifted to JJ. He had a wide smile on, his dimples shining on his face. He was stretching his arms above his head, lifting his navy-blue cut-off shirt to expose a part of his abdomen. You couldn’t tear your eyes away from the small glance at his toned muscles underneath, even as JJ’s eyes found you as well. 

“Ma’am, while I do enjoy being oogled at by you, we have a lot of setting up to do before we can get to the clothes removal part of the night.” He smirked, tilting his head slightly to the side as your cheeks inflamed quickly. 

You recovered as fast as you could, letting out a small chuckle, “’Ogled’, is what you’re trying to say. And I don’t think the river will be warm enough for us to go swimming tonight, baby.” You held in a chuckle as he narrowed his eyes at your sly words. You both knew how to get under each other’s skin, and boy was it rewarding. 

You spent the next hour setting up your camp site, fighting the tent to set it up, realizing too late you forgot to put a tarp down first, losing it watching JJ entangle himself in the tent while you spread the tarp underneath it. Finally, once everything was together, the sun began to set. 

You lit the campfire and a couple of the citronella candles you had brought before it got too late. JJ lounged lazily in one of the folding chairs you had brought, and you settled right on top of his laugh, finally being able to be held by him and not have to worry about anything else. 

“Y’know,” JJ began, twirling his fingers in the ends of your hair, “As much as I love watching the sunsets, this is real nice too...” He finished what he was saying with a whisper, and began planting soft kisses along your neck. 

Instinctively leaning into the kisses, you nodded your head, closing your eyes and taking in all of the senses that were exploding within you. That’s when it hit you. 

“Oh my god!” You sat up quickly, eyes wide with regret. 

JJ furrowed his brows in confusion, watching you carefully, “What’s wrong?”

You turned to him, a slight blush creeping its way to your cheeks, “JJ, we didn’t bring the sleeping bags!” 

To your surprise, JJ shrugged, not caring about the missing items in the slightest.

“I’m fine with that, just means we will definitely have to keep each other warm with body heat.” 

Before you could react, JJ swooped you up into his arms, planting kisses on your neck, and jaw, and finally your lips. You held on tightly, your hands finding their way to the curls that rested at the back of his head. 

JJ carried you swiftly to the tent, not bothering about anything else in the world other than you in that moment. Your focus was fully on the gorgeous blonde hovering over you, who didn’t allow either of you to sleep very well that night. 

[maybebanks]

@maybebanks

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JJ MAYBANK

imagines, oneshots, and fics

imagines:

Fight Me - after feeling defenseless under control of the kooks, Y/n enlists JJ to help her fight. JJ is overprotective and reluctant when it comes to violence towards her. +

Square Groupers - overprotective JJ tries to confine y/n at all costs, but when y/n stands up brave against the two square groupers and it barely works, jj scolds her and y/n has had enough. +

Blow Up My Life - JJ is a reckless pogue and y/n is a driven kook. But all she really wants is a friend to be herself around. +

A Smile - When you’re drunk you forget the consequences. JJ, Y/n, and Luke Maybank, what could go wrong? (✦swearing) +

Secrets Bring Us Together - You’ve been hiding something from the pogues for a long time, when they find out they nearly ditch you. [long]

He Won’t Get Away With It - when your kook boyfriend sends out your nudes, you are crushed and JJ Maybank is there to hold you.

Where Did You Get That - when Rafe brings you along on his drug run, you meet someone JJ has been trying to hide from you.

Weird Dreams - you catch JJ in the act of his wild fantasies with you in bed.

Special Treatment - Y/n is in a downward spiral to rebel, but with the help of JJ jail isn’t all that bad. Until she finds out what was done to keep her out of jail.

oneshots:

Burly With a Gun - JJ teases Y/n with the gun he stole. What happenes when he actually shoots it? [short] +

Pogue style - Kiara brings you, the new girl, to hang out with the pogues for a crazy day on the HMS, a disaster happens and the others are oblivious, as JJ saves your life. [shortish-long]

Rich Bitch - At midsummers you and Kiara talk about how irritating kook life is, then JJ crashes the party. [short]

Messed Up - Y/n hides her home life from the pogues, when she’s late to meet them. JJ takes matters into his own hands. [short-ish] (✦abuse)

Past in the Past - Previously a kook, but now a pogue, you have some kook secrets you’d like to stay buried. Rafe arrives at the scene and threatenes your relationship with all of them. (✦violence, swearing)

What He Deserves - After a fun day with the pogues, you find out JJ’s big secret. [shortish-long]

My Mistake - you lose your virginity to someone that wasn’t JJ. If you were just meant to be friends then why did it feel so wrong? (Short)

Would I Lie to You - On a day on the boat, Y/n pushes JJ away when he’s trying to help. When she gets a wake up call, she reveals she’s in trouble with the most annoying kook.

Forget Him - after an encounter with your ex JJ, you try and remember why you broke up when he reaches out. Kook x JJ

What Is the Right Way? - Everyone sees the tension you have with JJ. Even though you have a boyfriend. What happenes when your bf catches you with him and all signs point to cheating?

Love, Not War - Rafe does some unspeakable things when Y/n and Pope are caught alone on Figure Eight. Y/n knows what will happen if JJ finds out, which is why she lies. +

I Noticed You - kook Y/n is saved by JJ from a jelous Rafe. Sparking something between the unlikely friends.

Denial - John B and JJ get in a fight over you.

Temper Temper - Y/n and JJs relationship goes to far for her, especially with her past.

Something About Him - JJ comforts you with his smile-bringing personality making you forget about your ex. But the position you share with JJ provokes your ex to show JJ all of you.

That Side of You - the tough girl JJ always knew is hiding something. The night she reveals her soft side is the night JJ finds out he’s not alone.

Answer Mine - JJ and Y/N, who are in denial of their feelings, are forced into a tough reality when Y/n is hurt.

Keeping it to Herself - Y/n’s plans at the police station change when JJ gets arrested. In a whirl of emotion, Y/n gets arrested too.

fics (multiple parts):

Like You Need Another Reason to Get Arrested - Being John B’s cousin Y/n arrives to town to reveal she knows more about John B’s dad and the gold then they do. JJ is intrigued by Y/n’s edgy actions and tough persona. What will it take for her to fall for him? [A series, part 2] 7 total parts

You Know I’m a Minor - The cops arrest you and put you in the only cell they have, one already occupied by JJ. Y/n’s secrets weigh her down, but JJ provides perfect protection. (Part 2 ✦abuse) (Part 3 ✦) 10 total chapters A series +

He’ll Find Another - Your secret life with JJ doesn’t make any of the kooks happy. [long] {part 2} +

Kook Princess - in a toxic relationship with Rafe, Y/n remembers better times when she was with a pogue who didn’t know about her kook lifestyle. But JJ abandoned her for reasons unknown. PART 2 +

Nothing Ever Happened - in the confusion of your father’s disappearance, and you and your brother John B’s disagreement, John B hurts you badly when making a point. But luckily, JJ steps in and protects. (✦ violence, Part 2) +

I Could’ve stopped It - when the group abandons JJ for being to reckless, you’re the only one that sees he really needs you. +

Hurting - JJ Maybank is on his way to finding out the dark truth of the relationship between Y/n and her step father. JJ is a good boyfriend, and knows he is there for her, even after her attempts to push him away. ✦

Stronger - JJ was deeply loyal to his friends, still he had no idea why the right group could accept one new member, you. JJ is always sour to you, being a kook and all. But this summer, something changes. (Part ii)

The One Girl He Can’t Get - You’re more talented than JJ at his own game, he hardly has the guts to talk to you. But you’re sweet, and have a soft spot for a boy like JJ. (In the works! Coming soon)

Read at ur own risk!! I try not to be boring so there are some sensitive topics here!!

side note: Stories w warnings will have - ✦

Good ones +

Updated: 03/17/20

[pappydaddy]

Deal? (j.m.)

A/N: I recently added Outer Banks to the list of shows I write for because I am actually in love with the show. So, if you want to request for Outer Banks, send me a request but please look at the rules before doing so! 

Anyway, I am also writing a OB imagine because I want to see if people are actually seeing my posts or not. In the past, my little Outer Banks posts about JJ have gotten lots of interaction. Therefore, I am writing a JJ fic. 

Paring: JJ Maybank x Fem!reader

Show: Outer Banks

Warnings: Jealously, protectiveness, some creepy dude, some punches but nothing horrible. Some blood. 

This takes place in an alternate universe where John B Sarah don’t capsize or even get on the boat in general. Just for the sake of this imagine.

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  Boneyard parties were fun, there was no doubt about that fact, but sometimes an extravagant Kook party thrown by some rich snob wanting to rebel against their perfect little shoe box life was just as fun. The Pogues especially liked them since their presence at the party always ticked the Kooks off, but they couldn’t do anything about it unless they wanted the cops to bust their party full of minors drinking and doing drugs. Since the Pogues befriending Sarah Cameron, they had an excuse to make more appearances at Kook parties. Of course, JJ couldn’t pass up an opportunity to rile up some Kooks. Especially not when he’s dating the most attractive girl on the island: Y/n L/n. Rich enough to live comfortably, but not rich enough to be in Figure Eight. 

  “Come on, Jay! It’s a pool party,” Y/n whined to her boyfriend, her hands gripping his large bicep as she shook his arm lightly. “Put the swim trunks I gave you on!” She pleaded with him. Her blonde and stubborn boyfriend simply sat on the edge of her bed, looking down at his phone as she shook his arm more violently. Many people were surprised when JJ had entered the serious, long-term relationship with the youngest (and only daughter) of the L/n family for many reasons. The main one being that he settled down in the first place. JJ Maybank didn’t seem like the type for commitment, but with their second year anniversary fast approaching - they were left with their heads spinning. The other reason was the fact that Y/n had two older and very protective brothers. Everybody was almost positive that JJ wouldn’t even get past her brothers, either they would have crushed him to a pulp or he would have thought it to be too much work for a girl. 

  “But I don’t want to get in an overcrowded pool with a bunch of Kooks.” JJ grunted, trying to type a text to John B to see if the group was almost to Y/n’s house to pick them up. Though JJ was the designated driver for the party (he drew the short straw), he still needed the van in order to cart all The Pogues home at the end of the night. Y/n groaned, plunking herself down on the bed beside him, her hands still gripping his arm. 

  “You don’t have to get in the pool! I don’t want to get in the pool either, but I am still wearing a bathing suit!” JJ looked up from his phone and gave his pouting girlfriend a look. That was the thing about their relationship, it even surprised JJ. It downright scared him when he started to have feelings for Y/n. At first, he didn’t know what had happen to make him want a relationship, but then he realized that there was just something about her. Something that made him want to spend every waking second with her, want to protect her. 

  “Why does it matter if I wear the swim trunks you bought me or not?” He asked, locking his phone and setting it on the bed beside him. She shrugged, one hand sliding down to pick play with his fingers, her eyes locked on them. They had been friends for a good year before they started dating, their feelings having come to light when the great treasure hunt ensued. That meant they could read each other decently well. Having gone through that together while their relationship was blooming into a romantic one made them more perceptive to each other. As he sat there, watching her play with his fingers, he could tell that she was bashful about the reason. 

  “Because I think you’d look really hot in them.” She mumbled, her cheeks heating up. She tucked her chin closer to her chest, wanting to make sure JJ didn’t see her red cheeks, but even without seeing her face, he knew she had the adorable redness flooding her cheeks and nose. He didn’t even try to fight the smile as he watched her try to avoid his gaze while playing it cool. 

  “Alright, if that’s what you really want, I’ll wear the trunks.” He agreed. He knew that he would have ended up putting them on before they left, not matter how much he ‘fought’ against it. She snapped her head up to look at him, her eyes wide and happy. 

  “Yay,” She celebrated with a little bounce. “Now, can I bother you for one teeny tiny favour?” She asked sweetly, taking her hand from his to pinch her pointer finger and thumb together so that they were just barely touching. JJ hummed, reaching his hand up to grab her hand back, entangling their fingers together. 

  “Any thing for you, Pretty Girl.” He nodded, rubbing his thumb across her soft skin gently. The action felt nice on her hand but also sent tingles shooting up her arm, giving her a fuzzy feeling. 

  “I need advice on my bathing suit, I put it on earlier, but now I don’t know about it,” She paused, standing up, trying to free her hand reluctantly. JJ’s hand held firm, not wanting to let her hand go until it was completely necessary. Giving up, she settled with standing between his legs as he stayed sitting. “Is it too much?” She asked nervously, popping the buttons on her high-waisted jean shorts before letting them slide down her legs. Next came the shirt, leaving her in her rather racy bathing suit. 

  “Too much of what?” JJ asked, confused since there wasn’t too much of anything. It was a bathing suit. A normal bathing suit like all of her others. 

  “Too skimpy,” She clarified, turning her head to glance at the full body mirror by the foot of her bed. “This is by far the most scandalous bathing suit I own, but Kie and Sarah convinced me to buy it last week and I don’t want to not wear it, ya know?” She rambled, inspecting it. The stringy bikini was gorgeous and totally for relaxing poolside, not for swimming. The colour of it complemented her skin, but she couldn’t shake the feeling that she was showing too much. 

  “Why would you even think that? You look gorgeous in it,” JJ’s eyebrows knitted together. “I don’t get where you think it’s too ‘skimpy’? I mean, it covers everything,” He questioned, his eyes scanning over his girlfriend. She looked absolutely stunning. He grabbed her other hand as it picked at the strings tying her top up. She looked down at him, her eyes meeting his captivating blue eyes. “You look amazing in it. Does it make you uncomfortable?”

  “No, I actually really like it. I feel amazing in it,” She answered quickly. “But I don’t want guys staring at me and coming up to me all night. I just want to go and have fun with you and the others, not fend guys off with a stick.” She grunted, bending her knees to sit on one of JJ’s legs, her knees poking into the other one. He let go of her hands, wrapping his arms around her waist to make sure she didn’t fall off. 

  “I get that, but you don’t have anything to worry about. I’ll be right by your side the entire night,” He reassured. “And if I’m not right by you, I won’t be anymore than ten feet away. If some asshole comes up to you, I’ll take care of him. Anything as long as you get to wear what you want to the party, deal?” His eyebrows bounced as he calmed her down. 

  “Deal, but I get to wear your shirt.” She bargained, her hands gripping his open button up. It was a nice black one, though it was ratty, it was still her favourite button up of his. He glanced down at it. She was always taking it, leaving him to snatch it back by stuffing it in his overnight bag when he left. He had just gotten it back two weeks ago when he had to wash it. He knew that her attempts of stealing it were coming, but he would have thought she’d be a little bit more subtle about it. 

  “Whatever you want, Princess.” He pressed a kiss to her lips before sliding her off his lap to stand up, grabbing the swim trunks from the bed. 

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  The party certainly was in full swing. Coke was on the tables, people handing off wads of cash towards the smug guy who brought it. John B and Sarah were already sloshed and they had only been there for an hour and a half. Kie had only one beer, but was currently sharing a blunt with John B and Sarah while Pope nursed his second beer. Y/n and JJ were standing off to the side, Y/n’s back pressed against the living room wall, JJ’s hand pressed into the wall by her head. He sipped at his water bottle while she finally had her first beer of the night. She didn’t like getting intoxicated, especially not when JJ was sober. She wanted to talk to her boyfriend, not make a complete fool out of herself. 

  “Can you believe that Pope is actually drinking more than one beer tonight? I think I even saw him try a hit of the blunt.” Y/n asked JJ, proud of her uptight friend for finally letting loose. Dating Kie has been such a good thing for him, he’s gotten so much more relaxed. JJ glanced over his shoulder, still hovering over his girlfriend. 

  “’Atta boy, Pope,” He hollered over the thumping music, tossing his empty water bottle to the floor and rising his now free fist in the air to fist pump. Pope sending him a ‘Whoop’ and a fist pump back from where he sat on the fancy leather couch. “Princess, I need to go get another water bottle. You want to come with me or sit with the others?” He asked, holding her hand gently while his other one slid off the wall. 

  “You go, I’ll sit with the inebriated and keep them company.” She smiled up at him, pressing a kiss to his cheek. The two of them glanced over at their friend group as they laughed loudly about something. Their intoxicated minds finding the smallest things funny. 

  “If you’re sure,” JJ looked back at Y/n wanting to make sure she was completely okay with him grabbing another drink. She nodded, a wide smile on her face at his protectiveness. “Okay, I’ll be there in like five seconds, ten tops. Love you.” He rushed, bouncing out of her sight in an effort to rush back to her. She laughed, shaking her head before taking a sip of her beer. Making her way towards the group falling all over each other with laughter, she suddenly felt the weight of eyes burning into her back. 

  Glancing behind her, she didn’t see anyone staring at her. Shrugging it off, she continued her short walk, sitting down next to John B who didn’t even notice her presence yet. “Hey, Y/n, where’s JJ?” Pope asked, noticing only one half of the duo joining them. John B looked beside him, his eyes lighting up at the sight of his best friend’s girlfriend. 

  “Getting another water bottle, he’ll be here in a sec.” She told him, downing the rest of her beer, not wanting to set it down anywhere. John B slung his arm around Y/n’s shoulders, using the hand holding his own solo cup to point at her. 

  “She sleeps with my best friend, but not only does she do that, but she also makes him happy,” John B slurred, nearly poking Y/n in the face by accident. “Like, really happy - happier than I’ve ever seen him,” John B took his arm off Y/n creating big gestures with his hands as he talked. Dodging his flailing arms, Y/n smiled at his drunken sweetness. “I think that JJ might marry her someday, then everyone will know that they have sex!” John B carried on, making Y/n’s cheeks flare up. 

  “Hey, John B, Imma go get you a water, actually-” Pope paused, glancing at the group. Through he was slightly tipsy, he still knew that he needed to be more responsible for the ones who were way passed tipsy. “I’m gonna get you all a water, want one, Y/n?” He asked, knowing that she was probably in much better shape than him, but he also knew that she shouldn’t be venturing off into the crowd alone, let alone her being comfortable to do so. 

  “Sure! Thanks Pope!” She smiled, Pope returning the gesture before heading off the same direction JJ went off in. John B started to talk loudly to Sarah, the two in their conversation while Kie rattled off about Microplastics in the ocean, nobody really listening to her. A hand landing on her shoulder was odd, since JJ never walked up behind her at a party and touched her from behind, always wanting her to know that it was him and not some creep. That’s why her blood seemed to still in her body at the hand. 

  “Looks like you could use some better company.” Someone spoke, sliding into the spot next to her, his arm resting around her shoulders much like John B’s had seconds before. She glanced at him, everything about him screaming Touron, especially since he thought hitting on her would get him anywhere. Thought their relationship surprised every local, that still meant that they all knew about it. 

  “No, I’m really okay. These are my friends, also, by boyfriend and my other friend will be back in a couple of seconds, but if you’re looking for someone to talk to, there is a lot of Lacrosse players over there playing Beer Pong.” She pointed towards the herd of boys playing Beer Pong on the grand mahogany dinning table. The Touron glanced over there, his slicked back hair catching the light with the amount of gel he had in it. He pulled a face, shrugging and tightening his arm around her shoulders. 

  “I don’t know, I think you’d be better company,” He denied, obviously not taking the hint. Instead, he just stomped on the hint and punted it into the world’s farthest dumpster. “Besides, I don’t really think you have a boyfriend, you’re probably just telling me that so I leave you alone.” 

  “I can assure you, I am telling the whole truth when I tell you my boyfriend is going to be right back. And I do want you to leave me alone, that’s why I said ‘no’ earlier.” She remarked, her voice biting. He scoffed, rolling his eyes as he dramatically looked around. 

  “I certainly don’t see anyone coming ‘right back’,” He mocked, air-quoting her words. She huffed, rolling her eyes. “So I really don’t think you were telling me the truth about you boyfriend, Sweetheart-” 

  “Well, prepare to be proven wrong,” A new voice joined the conversation, the two of them looking to the side where there was a space at the corner of the two couches. There stood JJ, he dumped the two water bottles he held into Pope’s hands. Pope stood slightly behind JJ, looking rather nervous about what was going to happen as he dropped the bottles to the couch kie was laid out on. “Meet the boyfriend who’s now back and wanting you to leave before you leave with a limp.” He threatened the posh boy. 

  “So what? She wasn’t lying about the boyfriend, but can she really except not to be hit on when wearing that kind of a bikini,” He asked, speaking as if he was the victim being harassed. JJ’s knuckles cracked as he clenched them into a fist, his nostrils flaring, his eyes lighting up with anger. Even in their drunken and high daze, John B, Kie, and Sarah looked up with nervous eyes, watching the events unfolding. “And how can you be mad when you’re the one who left her alone after you let her leave the house wearing it?” He asked, Pope cringed, know what that comment ignited in JJ. Y/n watched, her mouth hanging open when he implied that she was JJ’s property. 

  “I see you’ve made your choice,” JJ spoke with a voice so calm that it scared the group. They had never heard his voice so calm in a situation like this. It was normally aggressive and raspy, strained from him trying to suppress his anger. It was as if he didn’t have anger issues and he was going to deal with this rationally. Just as the group was questioned what the blonde’s next moves were going to be, he lunged forward, gripping the collar of the guys polo, his fist connecting to his nose with a loud crack. “Did you really expect me not to break your nose being that much of a dick? You can’t be mad that your buddies aren’t here to protect you if they left you alone!” JJ’s normal aggressive voice returned, his fist painted with the guy’s blood as he sent blow after blow to the guy’s face. 

  “JJ! JJ! He’s had enough! This isn’t worth getting arrested again! JJ,” Y/n pleaded with her angry boyfriend, seeing him slamming the preppy boy against the wall, scarlet blood dropping to the dark hardwood floors of the house. “JJ,” She tried again, her voice scratchy from yelling so loud. “Pope! Help me grab his arm!” She called, a crowd forming to watch the fight. She knew John B was still too drunk to be able to help. Pope rushed towards JJ, the pair grabbing his arm when he went to power up another punch. 

  “Come on, man! We gotta go!” Pope called, but JJ stomped his foot into the Prep’s foot, a strangled scream leaving the Prep’s mouth as the tiny bones in his foot cracked. 

  “JJ! Stop!” Y/n yelled, tugging on the arm she clutched to her. JJ, having just sent a harsh kick to the shin of the opposite leg that he had just stepped on, glanced at her. Her eyes pleaded with him to stop as she tugged on his arm once again. He couldn’t help but compare her to earlier that night. Her arms were wrapped around his like they were right them, she shook it, just like she was doing right then, but her eyes were different. Earlier, they were light and big, resembling a puppy dog. Now, her eyes were wide and nervous, scared that he’d get in trouble over her - knowing that the Prep was no match for him. 

  “Let’s get out of here,” JJ nodded. his heart was still thumping with pure fury, but he knew he needed to walk away for her. She nodded, letting go of his arm, thinking he was completely done. “You get the others, I’ll be right there-” He didn’t even wait a second before he sent his knee into the Prep’s groin, hitting him square on. A loud ‘humph’ left the guy as he tried to double over, but JJ held him up by his polo collar. “You touch my girl, I break you. You try to press charges, I finish the job without her here to stop me, deal?” He hissed in a low voice. 

  “JJ! Stop and come,” Y/n ordered, realizing what her boyfriend was still fighting. JJ’s eyes hardened at the lack of response from the scared Prep, making him nod frantically. Once JJ’s hands left his collar, the boy crumpled to the ground, groaning in pain. “Let’s go, someone probably called the cops - the drug dealers took off.” She alerted JJ, Pope already trying to get the other three to follow him towards the van. Y/n grabbed JJ’s hand, pulling him through the watchful crowd. 

  The run to the van was all Pope, Y/n, and JJ trying to get the other three to run, basically pulling them along behind them. Once they were in the van though, that was another story. Tires squealing as JJ pulled off, speeding down the road, Y/n sitting in the passenger seat as she gripped on for dear life, and the other four being tossed around. “I’m sorry for leaving you for so long, someone decided to take an ice bath in the cooler, it took three of us to pull him out because his ass got stuck.” JJ spoke up, his voice soft. The van was quiet as eyelids became heavy in the back. Y/n looked over at him, his speed slowing once they got into Pogue territory. 

  “It’s okay, JJ. You protected me, though you went a little over and beyond, but none-the-less, you still protected me. Just like you promised,” Her voice was just as soft, the couple sharing a sweet moment. Cruising down the street, JJ couldn’t help but look over at her. “But, next time, please take yourself into account, Jay. It’s really not worth getting arrested again.” She pleaded. 

  “What are you talking about? Your safety is totally worth getting arrested for. I’d rather get arrested protecting you than you getting hurt. I would lose my mind if you got hurt.” He argued. She perked an eyebrow at him, but he didn’t see it since he turned his head to glance in front of them before looking back at her. 

  “And what happened back there wasn’t you losing your mind,” She asked. He shook his head, a light smile on his face as the air became lighter. “No matter that, how about we make a deal? You learn when to walk away and, to help you learn, every time you walk away from a fight - you get a little treat. How does that sound? We got a deal?” She proposed with a suggestive eyebrow wiggle. JJ chuckled, taking one hand off the wheel to attach to her thigh, squeezing it affectionately. 

  “We got a deal.” He agreed, his blue eyes pouring all his love and affection into hers. It was like they were the only ones in the van. JJ’s heart swelled with love so much that it throbbed painfully, feeling like it was ready to burst with all the love being confined within it. Their moment was quickly interrupted by Pope sticking his head between the seats, breaking their eye contact. 

  “Yeah, as cute and sickening this moment between you two is, I would still like to get to John B’s in one piece. So, eyes on the road, Maybank!” He exclaimed, pointing to the empty road. JJ huffed, setting his eyes on the dark road ahead, leaving his hand on Y/n’s thigh. 

  “Fine, but Y/n and I call the spare room!” JJ announced to Pope who settled in the back once again. Pope groaned, kicking himself that he hadn’t called dibs on it sooner. 

  “You two always get the spare! Kie and I get it next time.” Pope bargained, his tone low. 

  “Deal.” JJ smirked, shooting Y/n a wink, flashing his crossed fingers while still keeping them from Pope’s sight. 

  “I saw that, Maybank!”               

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NorthCarolinaNative’s Masterlist

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I hope you all love it and enjoy reading anything on this list!! I love to hear feedback so please let me know what you think. 

My requests are currently ✨OPEN✨ 

I write for OBX, all Characters:) 

Also I made a 🆃🅰🅶🅻🅸🆂🆃 you can add yourself if you’d like:) 

Series:

𝙲𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗: 

What happens when John B’s Sister comes home from staying with their mom, only to find out that her brother is missing and her dad was murdered. Her and JJ have to figure out what to do and how to pick up the pieces.

Imagines: 

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Not in the Same Way 

Things start out rough, but the two will learn to work with each other, Based off the song Not in the Same Way by 5SOS. 

Believe me 

(TW: Abuse) Y/N is hiding something from the pogues. One night, when her and JJ begin to make a drunken decision, he finds something, leading down the path of the pogues discovering her secret.

Rebel 

Y/N Routledge is tired of the overbearing rules and protection from her brother John B after their father disappears. One night she rebels and goes a little too wild, and JJ is left to help pick up the pieces.

Must Have Been the Wind

(TW: Mentions of Domestic Violence) JJ finds a girl at the boneyard after a fight with her boyfriend, then again at the wreck. He brings her back to the Chateau one night with the other pogues trying to comfort her. Based on the song “Must have been the Wind by Alec Benjamin.

A Not So Open Book

Requested: “Can you do an imagine about JJ writing the reader letters about how he feels about her with no intention to show her and one day somehow she finds them and they become a couple?” 

July

(TW: Abuse, Violence, depictions of Injuries) Y/N gets a phone call in the middle of the night for John B. He’s worried about JJ and how he’s reacting to a run-in with his father. Y/N arrives but isn’t prepared for what she sees. Based on the song July by Noah Cyrus.  

Heather  PT2

JJ has found his way into the arms of a tourist all summer, leaving Y/N on the beach to deal with her feelings. (I think this counts as Angst? But IDK what angst is really??) Based off the song Heather by Conan Grey. 

What Happens Now? 

TW: Sexual Assault and Mentions of Anxiety Y/N has been acting differently around the pogues, but she won’t tell them why. Then the person she least expects to show up and reveal her past does. 

Pogue Style 

TW: Drowning, Unconsciousness Y/N surfs the surge with the boys, but she isn’t as great of a surfer as she thinks she is. 

Lighthouse

JJ takes his girl on a surprise date to a secret location. What’s more romantic than trespassing though?

Breaking and Entering

Y/N and the pogues are checking out the houses that are vacated in Figure 8, then security shows up...

I’m Not Finished Yet 

TW: Violence/Assault The pogues get into an altercation at the country club with a group of Kooks. This time to outcome is a little more desirable that expected. 

Tequila

Drinking after a bad day leads to another distraction, one much more pleasant.

Unbreakable

Y/N’s Mother is fixated on social class and making sure that her daughter is a kook through and through. Y/N is a pogues by association with Kiara and Dating JJ. Just how far will her mother go in order to try and split the two apart. (It is based of this request.) TW: This does discuss unwanted advances, nothing too heavy but it is a prevalent part of the story!! And violence.

If It Weren’t for You (boxer!jj)

After the disappearance of their best friends the pogues all search for different ways to cope. Some working too hard, some fighting, some just blocking it all out. JJ puts himself in danger too often for Y/N’s liking. She finds him an alternative, but in typical JJ fashion he moves too much too fast and gets out in a tricky situation. 

You Come Here Often 

JJ finds the new girl outside of the Wreck. Y/N spends the day with the pogues in the water, but at the end of the day gets a little alone time with JJ. (this description sucks I’m sorry.)

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Bad Timing

The Reader and Pope have been together for a while now, but it seems like both of them are getting pulled apart from one another. Their lives and their futures seem to be getting in the way of their relationship. Based on the song Bad Timing by Rhys Lewis. 

You’re It For Me 

After John B and Sarah are gone and Ward was able to get the gold off the Island Pope feels the most defeated he ever has. He’s losing control of his friendships, his family, and his life. He slips into the unhealthy habits of his best friend, JJ. Y/N doesn’t like the person he has become, but what can she even say to start to make it better. TW// Drug use

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Why’d You Only Call Me When You’re High? 

Rafe and Y/N have one of the most on and again off again relationships the Island has seen, but Rafe won’t admit that his actions are toxic, he blames his other problems. Based on the song “Why ‘d You Only Call Me When You’re High?” by Arctic Monkeys 

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No Pogues Left Behind 

Y/N is John B’s sister, and hasn’t been kept in the loop because he is worried about her getting hurt along with their treasure hunt. He fails to tell her that DCS is back to sniffing around and sticking their noses where it doesn’t belong. Y/N gets taken by Cheryl, but she can’t break herself out alone. 

Poguie 

Requested by anon: Hi! I have a request where John b has a younger sister and her nick name is Poguie/ Little Poguie but only John b and the pogues are allowed to call her that. So one night at a boneyard party, Rafe and topper won’t leave her alone, just being annoying and low key harassing her, and one of them call her the nickname and she punches them, like no, no, can’t call me that. And Rafe is not happy about the punch, so he goes for the grab And leads to Pope, JJ and John B getting involved. Thank ya!

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UPDATED: August 5th 2020

[saharamae21]

Midsummers (JJ Imagine - Part One)

Author: sguymon21

Summary: After JJ and you break up, it takes a lot to heal. Nothing seems to be working, so when Rafe invited you to Midsummers, it seems like just the distraction you needed. However, everything he does reminds you of JJ. 

Warnings: None?

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I’ve never been invited to Midsummers before. I was always this Pogue who never stood a chance of fitting in with the Kooks. I was in a bikini more than actual clothes and I preferred surfing over golfing any day. Maybe that’s why I caught JJ Maybanks attention for a minute. Maybe that’s why he liked more for a moment.

The days spent with JJ were the best days of my life. He was crazy and spontaneous and affectionate. I had never experienced attention before him, maybe that’s why I fell in love so quickly. He was a wildcard, but nothing he did was ever wrong in my eyes. However, everything I did was wrong in his. What I didn’t mention about JJ was that he was extremely particular. Everything had to fall into line perfectly and he got mad when it didn’t. Sometimes I felt like he needed things so perfectly, that I would never be good enough. Maybe I was right.

A week before midsummers, JJ and I were at the beach. We both knew we didn’t stand a chance of going. I laughed at the thought of JJ in a suit. He didn’t laugh with me. The whole day he was acting strange. He was quiet. JJ Maybank was never quiet. Maybe I was nervous because I knew what was going to happen. I knew in the back of my mind that he didn’t think I was the one. He didn’t think he could love me. When he told me he needed to break up, I didn’t hurt. I was used to one sided love. It was present in every aspect of my life; my parents, my siblings, my friends. Everything was one sided.

Over that week, I tried to figure out what I did wrong. I spent my time surfing and working. I was serving drinks at the country club one day when I heard a certain group snickering. Rafe Cameron and his group of losers gathered near a pool table and laughed. I walked next to them and grabbed their empty glasses. 

“Hey y/l/n,” Rafe yelled as you began to walk away. “Heard you and JJ broke up. Good riddance right?”

I rolled my eyes and walked towards the bar. I could feel my annoyance level raising within me. He followed me over to the bar and took a seat across from me.

“Why don’t you get me a drink?” he asked.

“You’re not old enough to drink and I’m not old enough to serve,” I said. I set my tray of empty glasses down on the counter and turned to walk away from him. I felt him snag my wrist and pull me towards him. I lost my footing for a second and stumbled right into his chest. He had a strong grip on my arm as he stared down at me.

“This might work,” he said, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear. “How would you like to be my date for midsummers?”

I laughed. I didn’t mean to laugh that hard, but Rafe Cameron had just asked me, a pogue, to midsummers. He smirked down at me.

“I’m not kidding,” he simply said. “We can go dress shopping tomorrow. Do you work?”

I shook my head no as I stared confusingly at him. He traced his thumb over my lower lip like JJ used to do and I felt my heart sink a little bit. I pushed his arm off of me and walked out of the clubhouse quickly as memories flooded my mind.

I always surfed here. There was a good sandbar, great ways, and very little people. Only the locals knew this spot and none of them ever came here. The sun was on it’s way down and I smiled at the thought of Apollo riding his chariot, bringing the sun with him. What an interesting mythology the Greeks had. I sat on my board in the middle of the ocean as the waves rocked me. A storm was picking up and the waves were getting higher and higher, I just had to wait for the right one. Just as I thought I had it, a blonde boy paddled up next to me.

“This one’s mine, kay?” he said and took off, racing the wave. I sat there jaw agape as I watched him take the wave. Who did he think he was? I took the next big one and met him on shore.

“That was my wave,” I said. “I was waiting.”

He turned around to face me. I had seen him before, there wasn’t a pogue who didn’t know who he was. He chuckled and apologized insincerely. I rolled my eyes and muttered works of annoyance under my breath. I was ready to call it quits after that wave. He grabbed my wrist as I turned to walk towards where I parked my car. I stumbled into him clumsily when he pulled on me.

“What’s your name?” he asked. I looked up at his blue eyes.

“Y/n,” I said. He looked at me. His eyes were mesmerizing. I could feel myself being drawn in by them.

“It suits you,” he said, dragging his thumb over my bottom lip. “I hope I see you again, y/n.”

Rafe followed me outside and cut off my escape. He had his usual smirk on his face, but it seemed softer than usual. He looked at me with comfort and ease. He wasn’t intimidated by me and he wasn’t fearful of my pogue germs. He just looked at me almost as if we were equals. In a moment of weakness, he stuck me like a venomous snake.

“Pick you up at 3?” he asked, almost seeming charming for a moment.

“Don’t be late,” I said and walked quickly away.

That night I went over to Kie’s house, feeling guilty. She was the only who knows how much JJ breaking up with me actually killed me. I wasn’t a very emotionally expressive person, but a few days after our breakup, I broke down. I don’t cry often and I especially don’t cry in front of others, but Kie witnessed it all. I sat in her room on the floor and listened to her talk about the Pogues. She told me they missed me and wanted me back. She told me JJ’s been weird since we broke up, but I didn’t want to hear it.

“I’m going to midsummers,” I said quietly.

“What?” she asked. She smiled at the idea of me being there, but she didn’t understand why I was saying. “How? You’d have to be asked by a kook and…”

“Exactly,” I said. Her sentence drifting off like that means she caught on. She stared at me with a confused look. “Rafe Cameron asked me.”

“Y’n!” she yelled in shock. “You’re going to Midsummer’s with Rafe Cameron?”

“Yeah,” I said quietly. There was no emotion in my voice. I stared ahead with a black face. “He approached me at work. He ran his thumb over my bottom lip. He reminded me of JJ.”

“Y/n…” Kie said.

“Kie, he’s not coming back,” I said, finally I could feel tears in my eyes. I blinked them away and swallowed hard, clenching my fists while I did it. “Maybe it’s time I move on.”

I didn’t stay long after I told her. I went home, but when I got there I could leave my car. I hated it here. I was the middle of five kids. No one cared when I came or when I went. My dad was a workaholic and my mom was an alcoholic. I was the child they didn’t remember. I forced myself to go in and fell on the couch. I didn’t really have a room here anymore, so this was the best spot I could be.

When the morning light filtered through the blinds, I groaned. It was too early for me to want to get up. I forced myself though and went to the kitchen, grabbing myself some breakfast. I cracked opened a few eyes and threw them in a pan.

“Nice of you to come home,” my dad said. “We knew you’d get hungry.”

“That’s not why I’m home, dad,” I said. He just sighed and walked out the door. I pretended that didn’t hurt. I finished my breakfast and walked into my old room. My clothes were still in the closet, even though it was now my youngest sisters room. I grabbed something cute and changed in the bathroom quickly. I couldn’t remember the last time I wore this shirt. I couldn’t remember the last time I put on makeup or did my hair. Here I was though.

I left my house early. I didn’t want to be there when my mom woke up. I walked around town, trying to think of something to take my mind off of everything. It was probably no later than 10am when I finally felt bored. I parked by The Wreck and got out. I thought I would come back and eat some lunch before I met Rafe, but he would find me before I got that chance.

I was walking around carelessly when I heard a bike come up behind me. It stopped next to me and Rafe off his helmet. I watched him smile for what seemed like the first time. He always a smirk, but today his smile seemed wholesome.

“You’re up early,” he said. “Want to get a head start on shopping? Let’s go catch the ferry.”

He tossed his helmet to me and I smiled. This wasn’t my first time on a bike. I put the helmet on and hopped on the back. I wrapped my arms around him tightly and leaned against him. Memories of JJ came rushing back as we took off.

I was scared. I had never been on a motorcycle before. I stared at him with a nervous smile. He got off the bike and walked over to me. He cupped my face in his hands and stared into my soul. I could feel him brush his thumbs over my cheeks affectionately. He kissed my forehead and the biggest smile spread across my face. He made me so happy.

“There’s no reason to be scared,” he said. I placed my hand over one of his that cupped my face. I closed my eyes and nodded. He got onto the bike and held the helmet out to me. I slipped it on my head before hopping on the bike beside him. I wrapped my arms around him and leaned against his back. The adrenaline filled me as we took off, but love was the only thing that I felt that day.

We got to the ferry and Rafe helped me off the bike. I wondered to myself what I was doing, but this was a great distraction from everything. We boarded the ship and he put his arm around me as we sat down. I moved uncomfortably away and looked at him.

“There’s one thing I don’t get,” I said. “Why did you ask a pogue to Midsummers? You hate pogues.”

“I couldn’t take my eyes off you,” he said. “Maybe it’s time I rebelled.”

“You rebel all the time,” I muttered.

“Yet, I’m still invisible to my dad,” he said. My head snapped towards him. This was the first real thing Rafe had ever said to me. It almost made me understand him a little more. I smiled at him and he looked back at me. We were silent the rest of the boat ride over.

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Stretch Marks

JJ Maybank X plussize!Reader

request: kinda...?

warnings: cussing, issues with body image, angst, fluff

summary: After a fight with your parents about your health, you plan to spend the rest of your day to yourself until a certain blue eyed blonde finds you on your deck.

a/n: from @maybanktho​ they made a wonderful list of imagine ideas and I had to jump onto this one... tho I do have a couple others from the list im working on as well! I hope you guys enjoy! This one was enjoyable bc it felt really personable but idk... let me know what you think and if you’d like any specific imagine!!

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There were plenty of things in the world that you never understood. One, why bras were so insanely expensive. It wasn’t anyone’s fault that they were conditioned into wearing one to be presentable to the public. They were uncomfortable, no matter how “high quality” they were, broke way too easily for anyone’s own well being, and even if you bought one to look cute for someone else, it’s not like it stayed on your body very long in those instances. Another thing you just didn’t get was why or how anybody could be interested in you or your body. Emphasis on the latter.

You’ve always been bigger than everyone else, in size and height. You never knew what it was like to be able to just pull something off the shelf at a store and it fit, nor to have something fit perfectly without it being too loose on your waist, or not fit over your hips and butt at all. Growing up you were constantly surrounded by smaller, prettier girls, magazines that glorified a specific body type, and TV shows and movies that were never inclusive to plus size women. Even if they had one character who was plus size, they were always the butt of the joke. You didn’t know what it was like to love the body you lived in growing up.

As you got older, it got easier. A lot of it was thanks to yourself just generally being tired of being told you didn’t fit “a look”, though more appearances of plus sized characters in TV shows, movies, and magazines helped as well. Instead of feeling that separation between the women who ran the world, you felt a connection finally. However, it didn’t take much for a single comment to plummet your confidence. Then you met the one boy you never realized you needed in your life, JJ Maybank.

“Hey gorgeous.” The smooth drawl gained all of your attention away from the music you were listening to as you relaxed on the deck from your house. Your eyes landed on the smooth-talking blonde who stood at the steps, leaning against one of the wooden posts that lined the short pier that you often escaped to when life was too much to handle.

You couldn’t help the natural smile that came to your lips as you lifted the sunglasses from your eyes to greet the insanely attractive male, “Well, hello to you too. I thought you had work today?” You questioned, watching his movements as he stepped closer to you, his eyes never leaving yours.

He rested into a seated position beside you, and his eyes travelled your body. You loved and hated when he did this. Your conflicted emotions could never fully convince you if he actually enjoyed what he saw or not, but today he couldn’t see much anyways, which you were thankful for.

“Got out early, Pogues were thinking about taking a ride out to swim...” he slowed his words his eyes finally matching back up with yours again, “Why are you wearing sweatpants? It’s hot as balls outside!”

Your hands instantly found their way to the hem of your shirt, toying with it nervously, “Haven’t had the best morning so far.” You commented casually, not wanting to continue much of the conversation. You hadn’t planned on doing anything with your day after the conversation you’d had with your shitty parents that morning.

JJ tilted his head slightly, reaching up and brushing some loose strands of hair that had whipped to the front of your face. You flinched slightly at his touch, not because you were scared of him but because the small gesture of affection was hard for you to accept sometimes. He frowned slightly, but didn’t bring attention to it.

“Was it your parents again?” He asked, averting his eyes from yours so he wasn’t putting too much pressure on you to answer. You could never fully explain how or why JJ always knew what to say or ask.

Sighing heavily, you pushed your body up, pulling your knees to your chest, instinctively covering your stomach with your arms, “They made their usual comments about how I needed to take better care of myself, how I shouldn’t be wearing such ‘revealing’ clothes, that I should use my money for gym memberships instead of, oh I don’t know, saving money for COLLEGE?!” Your voice grew in intensity and volume as the anger returned to your mind, tears stinging the edges of your eyes. “I mean, it’s like I can’t do anything in life if I look like this.” You gestured towards your body, regaining eye contact with JJ and regretted it immediately.

His bright cerulean eyes were too soft, too concerned, and too focused on everything you had just said. His normally striking and strong features relaxed into an empathic position causing you to involuntarily take a sharp inhale.

“Never-mind, JJ. Don’t worry about it, it’s not your problem.” You said quickly, trying to deescalate the situation and make it seem less important. You stretched your legs out in front of you, the bright sun disappearing into the black sweatpants that hung on your legs. Your mind began to spiral as the memories from that morning circled back and how you had just complained to JJ about something he could never understand.

Pushing yourself off of the old wooden deck, you stood fast, keeping your eyes away from his. Today had started off horrible, and it seemed it was just going to continue in that fashion no matter what you did. You couldn’t fix your body, you couldn’t fix your parents, you couldn’t fix you. As you began to step over JJ, his hand reached out for you, clasping onto your wrist where your hand still clung tightly to the hem of your shirt.

“I don’t get it, like, I really don’t…” You were waiting for the usual ‘I understand how you’re feeling but it’s not that serious’ comment to spill from his lips. You kept your eyes on the ground, not wanting to watch him crush your mentality anymore than it already was.

“JJ I don’t need your sympathy-“ You began, a small tear rolling down your cheek.

JJ stood quickly, grabbing your shoulders to bring your attention back to him, “It’s not sympathy (y/n)! I don’t get how people can look at you and not be blown away! How they can’t just look at every inch of you and fall completely head over heels for you, how they couldn’t fall in love by just seeing how beautiful you are!!” He was breathing heavily, his eyes wide and honest.

Your breath hitched in your throat as more tears fell from your eyes, this gorgeous, beautiful, fit boy just confessed to you right? Is that what just happened?? You didn’t know what or how to process what was coming from his mouth, but he continued, “The first time I saw you, I couldn’t take my eyes off of you. Your smile was just… nothing like I had ever seen before. Hell yeah I noticed your body, I noticed your hips, your chest…your ass! It’s because I saw one glance and I knew I needed you in my life… and I couldn’t have been more right, for once in my life.”

His hand landed on your waist, resting easily and comfortable above your hip. Your shirt lifted slightly and you could feel the heat from his hand on your side. “…are you sure? Are you sure you want this?” You asked quietly, still not able to tear your eyes away from his beautiful blue ones.

He scoffed loudly, his eyebrows knitting together almost angrily at what you had said, “I don’t want anyone or anything else.” You stated matter of factly and slammed his lips into yours.

It was rough at first, but the passion overtook the both of you and you lost yourself in him. Your hands found their way to his blonde locks, his hands reaching behind you, grabbing onto you and holding you tight. Your lips moved together in motion, his tongue easily making its way through your lips and dancing with yours. You didn’t know how long the two of you stood there in each others embrace, but when you finally broke you both had to catch your breaths. Resting his forehead against yours, he pressed one more quick kiss to you.

“Do you really think my ass looks good?” You asked, looking up into his eyes curiously.

The grin that landed on his face made you swoon, “Oh baby, I would throw away everything if I could just hold onto your ass.” You both chuckled softly, falling comfortably into silence.

A small while later you found yourselves making the short walk towards your house, your hands grasped in his own large ones. “So, you said we’re going swimming right?” You asked, glancing sideways towards him.

“Maybe later, no offense but after talking about you I’m so fucking horny right now and you gotta take responsibility.” He pulled you after him, rushing into your house and towards your room.

[rebel-pogue]

Write what going camping with JJ would be like

AAHHH absolutelyyyy!! I am going to start on this right nowwwww... thank you so much!!

[northcarolinanative]

𝐑𝐞𝐛𝐞𝐥

TW: Substance abuse, underage drinking, angst, Rafe Cameron 

Description: Y/N Routledge is tired of the overbearing rules and protection from her brother John B after their father disappears. One night she rebels and goes a little too wild, and JJ is left to help pick up the pieces. 

A/N: I’m kinda nervous to post this... I’ve got ZERO idea where this came from, but it popped into my head. AND if we can’t tell by now, Im a sucker for a Brother best friend... Also I swear this blog has turned me into a drew stan, not that im complaining. I’m not trying to glamorized drugs or anything in this, don’t do drugs for any reason, pls. This is set before the season starts. If you are struggling with substance abuse PLEASE talk to someone professional that can help, that is the first step. I am not sure if I like this imagine or not, let me know what you think, it's definitely something different for me. As always... Requests are open. 

It was only one line. No one would even notice. It wasn’t a big deal. You had been drinking all night, this could not be any different. I stood up to walk away, my nose was burning, but I felt on top of the world though, I knew that. No one could knock me down, not even John B. That’s probably why I did it. He was treating me like a child. I know I’m his little sister, but he’s not my dad. If he can go out, party, do whatever then I should be able to too. 

So here I was in the basement of some Kook house. I was not sure who had brought me here. I felt alive, the rush of the drug starting to taking over. I walked back up the stairs seeing my brother and his friends. I made a quick line to the drink bar. There I found a few clueless tourons pouring some odd concoctions of drinks. I hoped I had moved away from JB and his friends without them noticing me. We were all friends really, Kie was the closest thing to a best friend that I had, but they all were overprotective of me, like John B. I just needed to breathe. 

I had apparently caught JJ’s attention when I came up the basement stairs. I had downed two more shots by the time that John B and the other pogues found me. A touron girl had helped me up on the countertop to dance with her. This was not like me at all, and the pogues knew that. Drunk me was quiet and angsty, I liked to pick fights, not make people stare at me while I danced on the table. JJ looked up at me first his eyes full of worry. I quickly turned away and looked back at the girl I was dancing with. She started dancing on me, while some guys yelled and called to us. I flipped them off grabbing the bottle from her hand and drinking straight from it, earning cheers from the crowd around me. JJ jumped up on the table with me. I  wrapped my arms around his neck, trying to dance with him. 

“Y/N. What are you doing? You need to calm down, come with us, lets get some fresh air?” He asked worry coating his tone.

I scoffed at him. “Really JJ Maybank is trying to kill my buzz. That’s new.” I looked around and spotted the other pogues steps away on the oppisiteside of the counter. 

“I saw you leave the basement Y/N. Do you know what they do down there?” 

“JJ, I was looking for a bathroom.” I lied. “Don’t baby me, you know I hate that.” I kissed his cheek before jumping down. I made sure to quickly disappear into the crowd. 

The others saw JJ move toward me but he turned around knowing he lost me. “JJ. You said you had it handled!” Kie stated. 

“Something’s wrong” Is all JJ said. “She said to stop babying her. She was in the basement. This isn’t like her.” He locked eyes with John B, who was seeing red. 

“We need to find her if she did…” He paused closing his eyes and pinching the bridge of his nose., “she’ll crash soon, better us find her than some kook” 

I was in the middle of a crowd dancing. My vision was starting to be affected by the mix of substance in my system. I felt someone come behind me, their hand finding their way to my hips. I swayed back and forth. I felt their head dip to say something in my ear. “I know you’re a pogue, and I’m a kook and all, but I won’t tell anyone if you don’t” Rafe. It all started to make sense, he was the one who lead me downstairs, said if I was “sick of being treated like a kid” too follow him. It was all adding up, as much as it could. I turned around facing him. He looked down at me, with a look that said it all. The room was starting to spin, faster and faster, I was starting to wobble a little. I gripped onto Rafe’s arms for stability. He took that as a clue and leaned down. The next thing I knew we were making out, there in the middle of the dance floor. I didn’t feel anything for him, but I didn’t mind it, as much of an asshole he was, I knew that he had given me the coke. His hands were making their way down my body. He was practically keeping my standing. Everywhere he touched was like fire, I could feel everything, except the ground under me. Then he was gone. 

I opened my eyes to see Kie staring at me. Then back at Rafe. “I guess you liked the coke a little too much.” He said to me then looked over at Kie before walking away. The room was spinning so much faster. The air seemed harder to breathe in. I was just macking Rafe Cameron. What?

“Y/N! What the hell was that?” Kie exclaimed pulling you through the house and out into the cold air. I stopped and gripped the railing that was leading to the beach. “Come on! The boys are worried sick about you!” I just stood there gripping the railing with both my hands. “Y/N” 

I just held my hand up. “Can we wait for the world to slow down? It’s - It’s rotating so fast” I said leaning against the railing. 

“No. Think about that next time before you take drugs from a kook” Her tone was cold as she pulled me by the wrist to the beach. I stumbled onto the sand. The boys rushing over to us when they saw Kie pulling me behind her. 

“Where the hell was she?” John B was quick to hold me up, a worried look on his eyes, when I leaned into him for support. I was not breathing right. I could feel it. I tried my best to focus on the group in front of me. 

“Hmm. Y/N. Should I tell them or you?” She said crossing her arms. Her voice was cold too cold. I stayed quiet. I pushed it too far. Way too far. “Well I went into that big group of Kooks, and found our friend here macking on none other than Rafe Cameron” She paused, everyone’s eyes grew wide. “But the best part is that it was payment for her doing his coke.” Pope and JJ just looked at you with wide eyes. John B moved so that you were facing him. 

“You did what?” He looked into your eyes, looking for any sign that Kie could be lying. “She’s lying, right? You didn’t do that?” He shook you a little. Tears started to form in my eyes. I shook my head. 

“She’s not lying.” The tears kept running down my face. I couldn’t meet his stares. 

“Why?” 

“I don’t know, okay?” I wasn’t lying. “I barely remember going down the stairs, much less why. I’m sorry John B” 

“Whatever. We’re going home” He let go of me and I stumbled a little bit. JJ looked at me, the others following John B, just as pissed. He had a look of pity in his eyes, Great. 

He walked over to me throwing one arm around my waist, and mine over his shoulder. “I’ve got you” was all he said. 

The walk back to the Chateau was quiet, but the tension could be cut with a knife. When we arrived back JB mumbled something about talking in the morning if I wasn’t still a drug addict. Which I deserved for the way I was acting. Pope and Kie sat on the pull out couch in the living room, watching as JJ walked me into my room, shutting the door behind him. 

“Do you want some comfy clothes to wear?” He asked. I nodded leaning against the bed. My head was starting to hurt. I had not thought of the repercussions of my actions at all, tomorrow would be hell. “Here.” He handed me clothes to change into. “I’ll turn around, but I’m not leaving, the last thing we need is you falling as splitting your head open” 

I quickly changed into the sweats and T-shirt that JJ had picked out. “There are some of your clothes in my closet.” I pointed. JJ lived with JB and I at this point, he had stuff in every room of the house. He changed as I sat on the edge of the bed, messing and picking at my fingers, a nervous habit that I had picked up somewhere along the way. JJ folded the bed down and motioned for me to get in. I laid down and he started to the door. “Wait “ I said. He stopped after turning the light off. “Can you stay?” I got my answer when I felt the bed sheets move and the bed beside me dip. I took a deep breath, I was laying on my back looking up at the ceiling. “Why are you being so nice to me? I was a total bitch tonight.” 

JJ rolled over to look at me. “We all have our nights. You don’t think I haven’t had my share of rebellious moments?” He chuckled. “Now I never did coke or macked on Rafe Cameron, but I had my moments, and I wish someone would have been there to keep me from thinking exactly what your thinking.” He said. His voice was soft. This is the side of JJ that we rarely saw, the side he saved for when it was absolutely necessary. 

“Oh, yea? What’s that?” I asked, rolling on my side to look back at him. 

“That your a screw up” 

I laughed at his comment. “I mean I kinda am. At least after tonight.”

“No. I’m serious. The only one that can give you shit tomorrow is Pope, that boy is a saint.” He laughed to himself. “You know me and John B have screwed up, even Kie with her year going full-kook.” He reached up moving the hair from my face. “Can I ask you something?” 

“Yes?” I said with caution. We were incredibly close. I don’t know if it was the alcohol or my body, but it was nice. 

“Why’d you do it?” A simple question, but one I didn’t want to think about. 

“I know why I got drunk and left the group, the rest, I don’t have an answer for, it’s all a blur,” I said. I felt so bad. I felt the tears starting to form in my eyes again. As I blinked they began to fall slowly, “I guess I am sick of JB treating me like a kid. He gets to run around and do whatever he wants. I help pay for the bills, we help each other,  we are equals around here. He still thinks he can control me. I love Kie, but she gets the same way like she’s my mother. I know that you all trying to protect me, I get it, but it feels like I’m being suffocated.” I let out a breath, It felt nice to finally get it off my chest. “Even you see me as just a little kid, even though I wish you didn’t.” I quickly covered my mouth. I couldn’t believe I said that. 

JJ put his hands on either side of my face, wiping the tears away. “Y/N, I haven’t seen you as just a little kid, in along time.” He chuckled a little at the comment 

“Wait, does that mean-” 

He cut me off. “We’ll talk in the morning when you have less alcohol in your system.” He placed a chaste kiss on my forehead. 

“You’re gonna have to get in line.” We both let out a short laugh before JJ pulled me into his chest.

[rebel-pogue]

Hellooooo! My names Mak, I’m incredibly new to the Outer Banks fandom (like legit just binged the whole season this past weekend, but here I am) I LOVE writing including imagines, fanfics, all the likes. Hope you all enjoy what I have to put out ☺️☺️