#spitballing for jj and john b

[the-cuntessa]

From dating John B and JJ, you have learned many things.

The first is that sharing a house with JJ and John B means mothering them. Constantly.

Reminding them to throw beer cans in the trash and not on the floor.

"JJ," You nudge him with your foot, making him stand up a little straighter.

"Yeah?"

"Throw the can out, boo."

"But--"

"That's how John B sprained his ankle. Get your ass up and chuck it. Please."

Telling them that when they spill water they actually have to mop it up.

"John B, man, I'm sinking into the floor here."

"Wood's probably rotted, don't worry about it. Gonna get this whole place redone once we get the gold."

"Didn't the girlfriend tell you to stop leaving water on the floor--oops."

"Dude!"

"This is why we listen to her. Fuck."

"There's a hole in my floor, JJ!"

"That's not my fault!"

"You jumped on it!"

"How was I supposed to know my foot would go through?!"

Not-so-subtly showing them that if they don't make dinner, they won't eat.

"Hey, Ma, when's dinner?"

"I told you that I wasn't cooking tonight."

"But I'm hungry."

"I told you it was your night to cook, Jay."

"Yeah, but--"

"No buts. If you cook, John B does it tomorrow. We rotate, that's how this works."

"John B! The lady says make dinner!"

"No, I didn't!"

The second is that there's no changing the fact that you're becoming a little bit more of a slob yourself.

Leaving your clothes out and on the floor--it's just sucky to go back and pick them up after your boys get down and dirty, stripping you in the living room.

"JJ, have you seen my favorite panties?"

"No! Ask JB!"

"John B--"

"Back of the couch, and if they're not there, ask JJ! I told you to get 'em!"

Leaving your beer cans stacked up on the porch.

"Baby, what's with the, uh... collection?"

"I'm gonna make a mural."

"Out of beer cans?"

"Hey, I don't trash your beer-can lightsaber."

Hanging out bathing suits to dry until you have none left and have to collect them all.

"Baby, you dropped your top."

"Yeah, I-I can't get it. Will you grab it for me?"

"Sure. Oh, shit, I remember this top! This was the bikini you were wearing when I first met you."

"That's nice, John B."

"Does it still fit?"

"JJ, you're such a pervert!"

"What?! Honest question, Mamas!"

The third is that you love these boys with everything you are, and you're not leaving them. Ever.

[princessbrunette]

sloppily making out with john b’s bulge as he strokes your head 😋😋

🧚‍♀️.

˗ˏˋ ꒰ 🦴 ꒱ ˎˊ˗

you loved days out on the boat with just john b. you got all his attention. no running off on a mission with pope, or spitballing private jokes with jj that you never understood, you got to spend real time with him, just the two of you.

you were in a pleasant mood. too warm from the sun to take a nap on the boat, too satisfied from the sandwich john b had made you eat to feel grumpy. you were just happy, and in love, feeling that gushy feeling rising up when you looked over to your boyfriend to see him leaning back, sprawled out, already staring at you with a soft smile.

“you lookin’ at me, pup?” he teases, and you launch over to him, attacking him with kisses. it starts off innocently — you swear, pressing your lips over and over again all over his cheeks as he chuckles at your eagerness. the kissing naturally extends to his neck, giggling against his warm tanned skin as you release the occasional playful bite on him, making him wince and tickle you in turn. you squirm, further down his body to escape his wiggling fingers — but you don’t stop the kissing.

you notice his laughter stops when you’re mouthing at his bare tummy, lazy tongue occasionally lulling out to leave tiny little drooly patches on his smooth skin. it seems like a no brainer for you when the next step is naturally to start kissing on his bulge, all spitty and lethargic from the weather.

“jeeeesus, okay.” he sits up a little when you start, instantly looking around at the open water on the marsh, checking to see if there was anyone around that might catch you in a vulnerable headspace, somewhere he was sure you were swiftly headed. “on the open water, remember pup? m’just reminding you.” he speaks slowly, not because he wants you to stop, but because he knows how fuzzy your brain can get like this and he just wants to ensure your comfort and safety.

“mm.” you groan against him as if to say ‘who cares?’, practically sucking the salt water out of his shorts to get to the briskly growing bulge beneath it. “daddy’s dick.” you comment obviously, to no one but yourself. he itches behind his head, chest rising and collapsing with a breath he was attempting to calm himself with.

“yep, it’s definitely in there.” he sarks in that loveable and friendly way that only your boyfriend can manage. you’ve soaked the already damp fabric through in seconds as you softly bite at the shape of his tip through the material making his stomach tense, warm hand quickly flying up to lay on your shoulder. “god, killing me bubba.”

“sorry.” it comes out sweetly, and bubbly with drool with your lips grazing his bulge still and he strokes the back of your hot head, taking mental note to find you a hat in a little while so you don’t overheat.

“you’re allowed. this cock is yours, trust me. i’m not even involved.” he smirks, leaning back properly and closing his eyes beneath the sun— finally relaxing as you desperately mouth at what was apparently rightfully yours.

˗ˏˋ ꒰ 🦴 ꒱ ˎˊ˗

[hanasnx]

ermmm jj and face fucking ? 😁

MINORS DNI 18+ WARNINGS: f!reader | reader has hair that swings in a ponytail and is a kook | situationship w jj | hair pulling | oral (m receiving) NOTES: tbh i was having trouble imagining jj face fucking but i gave it my best shot and i like what i came up with | based on dwight’s interaction with angela in the office during the rabies fun run

JJ MAYBANK out with the crew when he spots you. It doesn’t take long before the others follow the source his eyes are glued on. You’re out for a jog, wearing your work-out clothes that accentuate your shape, ponytail swinging with each stride. JJ moistens and draws his bottom lip between his teeth as he watches, waiting for you to get closer while his friends jeer at him immaturely. John B pats him hard on the back, “Go, man, before she gets away.” he encourages, pushing at JJ to get him in gear.

“I’m goin’, I’m goin’.” he replies, and he hangs his head with a shake at the chorus of the crew yipping and hollering. Chasing you, he’ll admit he gets a good view of your behind. So he idles for a second to watch how your ass jiggles with each sway, and he ignores the creeping urge to tap your backside when he approaches you. He gets in a jogging stance to blend in with you, slowing his pace when he reaches your side to fall into step with you. “Howdy there, kook.”

You playfully roll your eyes with a scoff. “Hey, JJ.” you relent in a musical pant, refusing to look at him because you know he’s trying to make fun of you. You can tell in the way he holds himself, how he swings his arms, it’s an exaggerated version of what you’re doing as you run.

“You look cute as a button. Worked up quite a sweat.” he flirts, advancing into you, and you absorb his coy bump. You can feel how his gaze burns you, stuck on how your sweat drips down your neck into the valley of your cleavage. Briefly he imagines licking it off.

“Thanks, JJ.” you tell him, in the same melody as before. He butters you up a lot, you know what he’s here for. “What do you want?” you ask curiously.

“Look, there’s a little thing back at the Chateau tonight. You should, uh,” He sniffs, and swipes his nose with his knuckle, glancing away. It takes him a fraction of a second to gather the courage to invite you normally. How was a situationship supposed to act in this situation, he didn’t know. “you should come.”

You pull your lips to one side in thought. “I dun-no, Jayj, I’m supposed to meet someone tonight.” You keep your voice light and sing-songy, letting him know you’re not rejecting him, just teasing him with the prospect you might not be able to make it.

“Hey, no skin off my back.” he replies, suspending his flat hands in the air in surrender. He drops them. “You’ll just have to promise I get to wrap that pretty ponytail ‘round my palm tomorrow night.” It’s said so casually, it finally earns him a proper look from you.

You do end up going, you do end up drinking, and you do end up right where he wants you. Nestled between his legs. Rope of hair wound in his fist. “Didn’t think you’d end up back here, huh? Thought you’d be rid of me?” He’s spitballing, but there’s a twinge of sincerity, as if a pretty kook like you wouldn’t waste your time with him. He guides your head up and down, his grip on your hair stinging your scalp but you don’t mind. You like it. Sweet whimpers expel from your mouth every time your throat isn’t stuffed by the head of his cock nudging it’s way in there.

Your tongue swipes at the underside of his dick, lining the lip of his tip as it pulls out, only to be buried back in when he yanks you to his crotch by your hair. Like a leash, it leads you as he uses you to get himself off.

[sourcherryandsprinkles]

hii for the obx requests could i ask for 2 and 7 with jj?? no pressure you totally dont have to if you dont want to 🫶🫶

‘’We’ll worry about the consequences later.’’ + ‘’Some rules needs to be broken.’’

Request: Although you have a boyfriend and that your brother (John B) made it clear that no pogues could touch you, JJ wants to know if his feelings for you are reciprocated but doesn't know how to ask. He says a bunch of stupid things and eventually he finds his answer

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Rain was pouring outside the chateau, drowning your plans for a cookout and forcing everyone to hang out inside. Pope and Kiara were playing cards in the kitchen, Sarah and John B. were in his room probably making out and you and JJ were sitting on the pull-out couch talking and playing with the ukulele. JJ was terrible at it, but you could play some tunes.

‘’How is it going with that boyfriend of yours and all? Tristan, right?’’

‘’It’s good,’’ you said simply, surprised he was asking you about the guy you were seeing.

JJ nodded to himself. ‘’It’s good? Alright. Eh, in the bedroom is he freaky or only does missionary like all the other Kooks.’’

You wanted to disappear in the couch’s cushions. Why was he asking those weird and intrusive questions? He never cared about Tristan. The last time they were at the boneyard, JJ almost picked a fight with him and John B. had to step in. So, why the sudden interest?

You raised your eyes from the ukulele. ‘’Why are you asking?’’

JJ sank into the couch and shrugged. ‘’I don’t know. I’m just curious. I…I’m spitballing.’’

‘’Please stop spitballing.’’

There was a short silence, until he spoke again. ‘’Is Pope a better kisser than him? I know you and him have kissed last summer—’’

Your hand slipped from the instrument and an ear-buzzing noise cut JJ off. That kiss with Pope was a dare at a kegger and you both agreed it was weird and to never do that again. How did JJ know about the kiss? His tongue was in a touron’s mouth when this happened.

‘’What?!’’

JJ sighed and took a swig of his beer. ‘’Forget I said anything.’’

‘’Gladly,’’ you agreed, wishing you could erase the last minutes from your mind. ‘’Why were you asking about Tristan?’’

‘’I just wanted to know if everything was good with your boyfriend.’’

‘’He’s not my boyfriend.’’

‘’But you told John B.—’’

A breath left your lips. ‘’I lied.’’ You put down the ukulele. ‘’ I didn’t want him to know I was hooking up with Tristan. I love my brother, but my sex life is not something I want to share with him.’’

‘’Yet you’re okay sharing details with me?’’

You didn’t reply.

‘’Is…is Tristan good at sex? I’m guessing he is since he’s your bootycall—’’

‘’Oh my god. Why do you want to know about my sex life?!’’

JJ spoke in a nervous whisper, feeling his heartbeat in his ears. ‘’Because I…because want to know if I stand a chance.’’

‘’With…me?’’

‘’No. With Tristan,’’ he deadpanned. ‘’Yes, with you!’’ JJ groaned, taking his hat off to run a hand through his hair. ‘’Forget I said anything. Forget everything. Do you want to play Dominos? I think the box is in the kitchen.’’

He made a move to stand, but you grabbed his face and kissed him.

‘’Why did you do that?’’

‘’Because I wanted to.’’

‘’John B.’s gonna kill me…’’

‘’He’s not the boss of me. Besides, some rules need to be broken.’’

JJ quietly followed you down the hallway and to your bedroom, his hands never leaving you. You shut and locked the door behind you, humming as you felt JJ’s mouth sucking softly onto your neck from behind you, impatient and needy.

He’s wanted this — you — since you put a pink bandaid on his scraped knee after he fell from his skateboard when he was seven. It didn’t hurt that much, but you insisted he needed one. He remembered the concentration on your face, the way you stuck your tongue out to align the bandaid better. And the kiss you had pressed over the bandaid after you were finished to help the healing process.

Suppressing his feelings as he watched you grow and go on dates with the biggest idiots was hard. But your brother had been clear about you: no pogues were allowed macking with his sister.

You dragged JJ to your bed, crawling back and pulling him with you. He smashed his lips into yours, quickly sliding his tongue into your mouth. You wrapped your arms around his neck and bucked your hips voluntarily into him, getting a soft groan from his throat.

‘’Shh,’’ you reminded, covering his mouth with your hand.

If your brother heard any noises coming from your room, he would know and JJ would have to run for his life.

He looked down at you with desired filled eyes. ‘’Sorry.’’

You attached your mouth back to his, hands exploring each other’s bodies as the rain hit against your window. JJ’s hand wandered under your shirt, massaging your breast over your bra. He wanted to tear it off of you. Reading his thoughts, you unlocked his lips from yours and peeled off your shirt, then reached behind your back to unhook your bra.

JJ had seen you in bikinis many times during hot summer days, but he never got to touch you or see what was beneath the small clothing. Until now. His eyes immediately met your breasts with admiration and lust, perfect to his eyes although he heard you complaining to Kiara and Sarah about them. He sat there for a moment, letting his entire body and mind come to realization that this view was real. He wasn’t having another wet dream about you.

‘’Merry fucking Christmas to me,’’ JJ mumbled to himself, making you giggle under his gaze.

A soft sigh escaped his lips as he let his hands crawl to your breasts, massaging them in an agonizingly slow pace. You moaned at the touch, feeling yourself becoming more soaked than you were before. He flicked your hardened bud with his calloused thumb.

‘’JJ,’’ you moaned, arching your back into his touch. You slipped your hand under his shirt, feeling the soft planes of his stomach and the blond hair leading beneath his shorts.

Although this was wrong, nothing ever felt more right.

His eyes locked with yours, finding a matching burning desire in them. You reached to undo the button of his shorts, but JJ reluctantly stopped you, remembering that he used the one in his wallet last week with a girl he met at a kegger and didn’t replace it.

‘’I don’t have anything to…’’ JJ rubbed his hands over his face and groaned.

He never hated himself more than he did right now. He had not planned to have sex tonight — even less with you. He could go get a condom in John B.’s room or ask Pope if he had any on him, but they would never let JJ get away with it. Any other days where they weren’t all stuck inside the chateau because of a rainstorm, there would be no questions asked. But the only girls at his proximity were Cleo, Kiara and you, and since Cleo and Kiara were with Pope, it left only you.

JJ got off you, profoundly cursing his forgetful brain for cockblock himself.

When you started getting sexually active and talked to Kiara about it, she made you promise to never do it without a condom. Guys are liars and nasty, never trust them when they say they’re clean or that they can’t wear a condom for any reason — it’s all bullshit.

But this was JJ. Although he was known to get with girls a lot, he was always safe. You’ve seen condoms wrappers in your father’s old room.

‘’It’s fine,’’ you said, breaking the silence. You sat up and glanced down at JJ. ‘’We’ll worry about the consequences later.’’

He lowly gasped, a bit shocked. ‘’Y-you still want to…oh, fuck.’’ His eyes shut as he felt your hand over his cargo shorts, cupping him through the fabric. 

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[lizziethat]

I hated how they made Sarah look in s3 for hooking up with Topper. They really made her look like she has no character development. We were robbed of Sarah and JJ boding time, i think that could've been so good. Like the fact they they were at that point in the same pickle, no money, no food, no family. Not even just that, they could've done so much with the both of the characters, maybe helping JJ kinda heal his trauma or maybe even she helping him with his feelings for Kie. The possibilities were really endless and it would've made both of them actually progress from where they were at that point... What do you think, i would like to here your opinion on this, what would you liked to see or to happen there?

I think what they were going for with Sarah is ...she's a teenager who made a mistake at a really hard time. John B. made mistakes too. Coming back was hard for all of them, so they all fucked up. And on paper, it sounds okay. But when Sarah's mistake is always the same one, and it never even made sense when she made it the first time, it's a little ugh. To me, she was sacrificed at the altar of plot -- and the desire to keep Topper around, which again, who needs him? The actor is lovely and all, but I've been done with Topper since Season 1. And it's sad that she was, because the Sarah Cameron of the finale? The one fighting for even before that John B? The one who hugged JJ, and who had those quiet moments with Kie? That Sarah Cameron is pretty darn amazing.

As I was watching the first time, I was really hoping the show was going to give us Sarah and JJ bonding. I think that was a missed opportunity. I think it should have started on the island, honestly. No one can convince me JJ didn't see the bruises on her neck after they got to the island and got flashbacks to Luke. And JJ might not be someone who likes putting his pain out there for everyone to see, but Sarah is one of them now. So I think he would have reached out, even without words. And the season did give them more of a familiarity with each other, which -- one month on that island with just 5 other people will do that. So yeah, they're close. It was right there, the parallel. Right. There.

Storytelling-wise, the reason why I didn't think we got it was -- Sarah would have been a good influence on JJ, and JJ would have probably made it so Sarah didn't go to Topper, just because she didn't need to. The writers wanted the Topper drama, and they wanted Jiara angst. There would have been much less angst if someone had just told JJ what an ass he was being. What I would have done would have been, if we needed to keep Topper (still not sure we do), then bring him in as JJ and Sarah are spending some time together, have him misinterpret things maybe and pull his Topper thing -- momentary angst, but also nothing that is OOC, and to keep the Jiara angst, just have JJ turn the convo Sarah wants to have about Kie into a conversation about their respective fathers. It would have been cathartic!

That's just spitballing, but my point is....there were ways to keep the angst for Jiara and even the momentary Jarah drama without doing my girl Sarah dirty, which I think they did. There were even ways to have her make an actual mistake, react really badly to John B. keeping secrets, go back to her Kook life -- hell, bring Rafe into it, anything is better than Topper!! I would rather deal with messy Cameron family drama than him.

Justice for Sarah Cameron 2k23. And Sarah and JJ actually bonding the way it makes sense for them to in Season 4.

[sunnyie-eve]

11 | Alive

Series: Never Leave You | OBX

Paring: (JJ Maybank x OFC! Rafe Cameron x OFC!)

Word Count: 2K

Warnings: near death experience, little soft Rafe

MASTERLIST

Going to school Kie gives them all a ride and they could feel everyone staring at them as they walk into school.

While in their history class, all four of their phones went off. They all look to see they got a text from an unknown number. JJ and Callie get up from their seats sneaking over to Kie and Pope to look at the message.

They all hold out their phones to see a picture of John B and Sarah. JJ rushes out of the class room first with Callie following then Kie then Pope. Out in the courtyard Kie texts the number to make sure it was actually them so John B talks about JJ making them all happy their friends are still alive.

After school the four talk about how to clear John B's name so he can come home. JJ had the smart idea to kidnap Rafe and threaten him till he tells the truth.

"So how exactly do you plan on clearing John B's name from a prison cell? Because that's a felony, hon." Callie give him a look.

"All right, well, what do you got, cupcake? I was just trying to keep it simple. You know, one stop, and we're done."

"All we need is a material witness. We saw Ward's plane fly right over our heads with the gold inside of it. He didn't fly it. If somebody else flew, they were there in the tarmac. They saw Peterkin get murdered. We just have to find whoever that was an get them to confess on record." Pope tells the three.

"How do we do that?" Kie asks him.

"A little light espionage." Pope tells her.

"A little ghost recon." JJ says before they all Woogity-woogity.

The plan was to plant a phone in the car belonging to Ward's pilot, who saw everything and knows the truth. "Don't do anything dangerous." Kie tells Pope as he gets out of the car.

"Come on. I'm not JJ." He gets out.

"Funny, Pope." JJ tells him.

"It was though." Callie give him a smile so he flicks her.

"How's it been going, you know, with Pope and all?" JJ asks Kie.

"It's good. How are you two?" Kie asks not looking back at them.

"What?" They both say together.

"You know what I mean." She smiles to herself as they look at each other.

"Good. Umm, in the bedroom, is he, like, kinda freaky, cause it's Pope, you know?" JJ says making both girls look at him.

"Why are you asking? Want me to ask about you two in bed?"

"No, I was just curious. Just spitballing." He tells her.

"You don't need to spitball so stop, please." Callie looks out the window. When Pope got back he was confused why it was so quiet and awkward in the car, "JJ spitballing but we're all good." Callie gives him a smile as he looks back at them.

Later at night sitting outside the house still, Kiara calls the man, whose name is Gavin, and freaks him out by saying she knows Rafe was the real killer. As they hope, Gavin then calls Ward and says he wants to renegotiate their deal. Turns out, he kept the gun that Ward told him to get rid of, and now he wants triple the cash he was promised, plus Ward's plane. As they start to lose signal, Pope gets out running to hide closer to the car to hear the rest of the conversation. So the other three follow to learn he's meeting Ward right now.

The four record Gavin and Ward's meeting. With the meeting quickly turning heated, Ward shoots Gavin in a bid to save his son from imprisonment. Whilst all this occurs, the gun falls down a drain, and Kie screams out to Ward that he's a murderer. Forced to flee from Ward, the recorder gets broken. The four argue who was to blame, but had Kie not shouted 'Murderer', they wouldn't have been forced to rush off.

When the cops show up, Shoupe couldn't do anything since there was no body there. And when they explained everything, the truth, he couldn't believe them as they beg him to listen to them.

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The next day the four search where the north drain gets washed into the gully. Pope and Kie slightly flirt about saving the environment making JJ look at Callie, "Do you want us to leave you two alone, or what's going on?"

"Just pick up the trash." Pope throws a roll at him.

"JJ, if you keep asking questions about us I'm going to do the same back. So are you two dating or just hooking up for fun?" Kie smiles at the two making Pope turn to look at the two as well.

"Excuse me?" Callie laughs.

"I saw the faint hickeys on you, and the faint scratches on your back." Kiara tells the two so JJ and Callie look at each other.

"It's none of your business. Now let me pick up trash." JJ groans.

After finding nothing they come up with the idea that it's still somewhere in the drain. The boys were too scared to do it so the girls look at each other while the guys rambled.

"You crawled through the hole last time..." Kie tells her.

"Yeah, but if you don't want to go, I will. I don't mind. I've already been through a hole and down in a well with a dead guy so." Callie sighs.

"If you volunteer, okay. Next time, I'll take something, I promise." Kie tells her with a smile.

"I'll do it." Callie steps forward.

"Be careful." JJ places his hand on her lower back so she nods her head getting down to crawl, "Holler if you need anything, okay. We'll holler back."

"Hopefully there's no dead guys this time." She tells him as she keeps going.

"So what are you two?" Pope asks JJ.

"Now isn't the time, Pope. You too, Kie." JJ huffs.

"I should have made Kie do this." Callie groans to herself as she keeps going forward. "Still nothing!" She lets the three know.

"It's probably at the bottom of the catch basin." Pope tells her.

When Callie gets there she looks around in the water and Kiara was at the exit keeping an eye out while the boys talked privately about the girls.

"I don't know what's worse to be honest. This or the well. Probably this." Callie talks to herself still feeling around and finds a dead animal. "You guys, there's something dead in here!" Callie whines.

"Like a person!" Pope asks.

"Thankfully no!" She says but they didn't hear her clearly.

"Don't touch it!" Kie shouts out to her.

"Yeah, that's how you get worms!" JJ adds.

"Did you find the gun? Is it Gavin?" Pope asks her.

"What is it? Is it Gavin?" JJ asks as well, "Just don't touch it! Unless...Is it a gun? Do you see the gun?"

"It's not a person and no gun yet! You also owe me for life because I regret volunteering!" Callie shouts back not having any idea what Rafe was doing above.

Technically he thought it was just JJ, Pope and Kie in the sewer. He didn't even think of Callie being down there alone.

The sound of water rushing makes Callie's eyes widen but look for the gun faster, "Guys!" She calls out making them tell her to get out but she didn't have time. She climbs the ladder once she finds the gun in the water, "Shit!" She starts to panic.

The three run to the street to see if there was a manhole they could get to help Callie, "Please! Guys! JJ! Help! I'm over here!" She puts her fingers through the holes hoping they will see her, "Please!" She cries out as they run over to her. "The water is coming up! Pull, pull it." She tell the three as the water was up to her neck.

The three groan pulling on it but is wasn't moving, "Hurry! Hurry!" Kie shouts putting all her strength into it.

"Please hurry! Please! JJ! JJ! Please! Guys!" Callie begs them in tears, "Kie! Pope!" She watches them struggle as she runs out of breathing room, "JJ!" Her head goes under water as it flows onto the street and they finally get it off.

Callie gets out gasping for air coughing bending over on her hands and knees, "You're okay... Are you okay? Please tell me you're okay." JJ moves to her wrapping his arms around her which surprisingly helps calm her down some since she felt safe in his arms.

"I'm okay thanks to you guys." She tells him as he lets go of her relived, "Was this what we were looking for?" Callie pulls out the gun making them happy and have a group hug going to go Shoupe.

Taking the gun to the Sheriff, and telling him the truth all other again, they are quickly thrown out of his office. "Peterkin, is screaming at you from the other side telling you to listen to us." Callie glares at him as she walks out of the office.

Callie heads home to wash up and JJ was going to swing by his place to get some clothes then will be over.

"What the hell happened to you?" Scarlett sees her daughter walk into the house.

"Went for a swim in the sewers and got flushed out so I almost drowned but my friends saved me." She smiles, "Now, I'd like a shower." She heads upstairs to take one.

After her shower Callie walks into her room to see Rafe sitting on her bed, "What the hell do you want? I told them both to not let you into this house."

"They didn't, you did." Rafe gives her a smile, "You're window is unlocked." He look over at it.

"So you're breaking into my house? Adding a new one to the long list of things you are, a Burglar." Callie forces a smile.

"Did your friends get the gun from the sewers? You know before getting flushed out?"

Callie tilts her head, "How would you know we were down there and got flushed out?" She watches him start to smile, "You turned on the water?"

"Maybe. I mean I didn't want them getting the gun."

"Well, I got it and we took it to Shoupe." She tells him and his brows get closer.

"You got it?" He asks confused.

"Yeah, you tried drowning me. I was the only one in there looking for the gun." She lets him know, "So I would appreciate it if you left the way you came in and never come back."

"I didn't even think it through you were down there." Rafe runs his fingers through his hair.

"Like that would make a difference?" Callie laughs.

"It would've actually, Callie. I wouldn't have done it if I knew it was just you." He raises his voice.

"Why do you act like you care about me because I know it's bullshit. But I actually have to thank you for flushing me out because I wouldn't have gotten the gun without you."

"I don't act like I do... because I do. I don't know why but I do, Callie. I keep trying to figure it out." Rafe stands up so Callie steps back to keep distance between them.

"Please, just leave Rafe. For me, go home." Callie sighs begging him.

He just nods his head climbing back out the window, "I'm sorry." He leaves her actually meaning it.

Once he was gone, Callie goes over to her window locking it and closing her curtains before falling back onto her bed. Some time passes before JJ walks in through the door with wet hair.

"Sorry, I took a shower at home." JJ lays down next to her, "You okay?" He stares at her.

"Yeah...no. I'm thinking about earlier." She rolls over to face him, "I thought I was going to drown right there in front of you guys." Her eyes starts to tear up.

"I was terrified of losing you." He pulls her into his chest as tears roll down her cheek, "I thought I was going to lose you." He places his lips to her head so she leans her head back giving him a kiss.

[solfics]

ayi’s obx season 3 thoughts:

this is clearly a personal take on the season and these are my opinions, so *dips away*

shoo shoo there’s tons of spoilers here

when i tell you that pope heyward is my main man, i am bringing it with me to my grave.

emphasizing more about pope as this elaborative list goes on

poguelandia is heaven on earth, for real. but ngl i was deadass scared for them because

I CANNOT for the life of me SEE MY 17 YEAR OLD SELF survive in an island even with company around

not joking here, i am clearly amazed with how the pogues are able to live off in an island for about a month (well because it’s fictional) but realistically looking i just can’t pin my head around the idea of it (I DON’T HATE IT BTW)

we were robbed of the friendship scenes

i wish the first two episodes at least showcased the pogues’ life and the poguelandia lifestyle itself

coz that way i would’ve seen what happened to the other pogues when jj proclaimed that the island would be named poguelandia (like imagine how sarah or john b would say “what?” and then pope and kie would agree and be like “poguelandia, that’s it” and jj excitingly goes “pogue-fucking-glandia”) IDK JUST SPITBALLING HERE

haha get it! ok next

rafe did not shine in this season for me sadly

the buzz cut was alright btw

i feel like with singh around rafe clearly became a side character, even ward. like from the way i see it ward and rafe are the villains of the story from season 1-2 but with singh around it looked like rafe was just a side character

i was surprised with the kie and rafe storyline and i was actually expecting more but they gave us 1??? ep and poof that’s it

KIE PUSHING HIM OFF THE BOAT LMFAO i want to feel bad but homeboy strangled my darling THIS IS NOT THE WAY TO GO

back to singh,, he’s such a boring villain please is it just me?

rafe imo is the biggest villain of all.

he’d be a better villain than ward and singh combined idk i just like how drew portrayed rafe’s character !! (WE LOVE YOU DREW)

RAFE AND BARRY AGAIN YUH and i have to say barry looked good w the buzz cut too

i was so confused w rafe’s “love interest” i’m sorry i thought there was supposed to be a storyline between them ?? but ok they look gOOD THO OMYGAWSH

why the fuck is big john here ? why is he hogging the screen time

there is not one episode where i did not think of not wanting to slap the look on big john’s face

bring it home john b- SHUT UP?

idk he’s a bad parent ,, he left john b for HIS safety and justified is as keeping john b safe. not knowing that john b would come after his dad (right? season 1) and look where that got him. danger bestie ,, not so much of a thinker there big john 😕

he showed much more attention to the treasure than his kid PLEASE

the way john b felt so down and guilty and everything negative whenever big john convinced him that what they were doing (k!lling those ppl, stealing, breaking and entering etc) was for their own good because apparently it’ll lead them to the treasure COME ON NOW

did not like how big john treated sarah and the rest esp sarah

SARAH AND TOPPER COME ON NOW WHAT

topper you need to move on bestie…

i thought we were better than this sarah :’( did not like how things went down w her and topper

i thought topper was gonna have a storyline where he gets to officially join the pogues but this is a long shot esp for topper’s character like ik we can all agree that he’d do anything for sarah but joining the pogues?? being one of them?? no right

i do understand how topper can’t move on from sarah but dude *snaps fingers* we gotta go bestie

topper “i’m so mature, i’m so mature” thorton like come on bestie the gasoline? the fire?

the chateau :((((

kie and jj’s chateau scene before the 💥 >>>>

did i mention how we were robbed of the friendship scenes?

i feel like if the scenes weren’t too focused on big john we’d get a whole lot more juice with jj and kiara’s story, the START of pope and cleo’s love story, cleo’s friendship with everyone

i also think that cleo is one of the best additions to the team. she’s got so much to offer and she had her spotlight in this season for real

pope and cleo’s bedroom scene (MY FUCKING HEART HURTS)

“thank you, pope” SUCH AN UNDERRATED SCENE CAN WE TALK ABOUT THIS :((

i freaking hate kie’s parents. period

sarah and john b aww

sarah has the heart of a pogue FOR SURE the gang wouldn’t be where they are if she didn’t understand the clue right away 😎

WE DIDNT SEE MORE OF WHEEZIE BABYGIRL

jj and kiara. that’s it

i was wondering why wouldn’t the school reconsider pope’s situation? he went missing… or maybe is it just the system? i’m not from the west so idk /gen

i will bring this on my grave: pope is a fucking legend.

pope deserves everything he has. i love him and his friends, his family, i love his mind and heart and soul.

“the no love club,” “no chance *swaying w rizz*”

IVE BEEN PICKING MANGOES SINCE I WAS A YOUTH

jimmy 👶

the season was ok but honestly i need more of it

POPE AND CLEO YES MY FUCKING ENDGAME

[tell-me-when-ur-ready]

Episode nine

LOVE the jj Cleo moment on the airstrip hahaha

Yes please Sofia, stroke rafe’s ego, that’s all he needs

I aspire to be as talented as JJ at bullshitting my way out of things

How do we feel about the little redemption moment when ward said goodbye to rafe

Was the long awaited jiara kiss what I’d been picturing or what I wanted? No. Did it still make me grin goofily and laugh and tear up a little? Yes it did 😭 have never seen jj as happy as he was on the plane 😭

FINALE TIMEEE

JJ spitballing 😂

Just a little quality bonding time between in-laws ahaha

“The Cameron’s aren’t really a hiking family” sent me

Interesting throwaway piece of John b dialogue “just like you did with mom”

All these South American scenes def feel like a totally different show. It’s more like Indiana Jones vibes and tbh I’m not into it lol

The way Cleo got everything she didn’t even know she craved with the pogues and pope 😭

For some reason I cried more than I have all season so far at jombie’s speech to Sarah in the cave

I have goosebumps omg three seasons leading up to this moment and they actually found it. To going full kook!! I do wish it had been all of the pogues in that moment there, like the original core group of the three boys and kie. I feel like they/we deserved that and I’m mad at big John for taking that away from us (I guess none of them would have been there without him but, yanno)

Oh good everyone’s dad is dying (for the second time) at the same time

I sobbed through the last ten minutes (just bc that heartbreaking feeling of knowing a fandom will never be like it was in the good old original days,,, like the characters’ lives will never be like they used to be when we first fell in love with them and their world). Time jump def made it feel like they weren’t thinking they’d get renewed and were kind of putting a bow on it

So… rafe?? Is where? Doing what? Also barracuda Mike?

That look jj and John b gave each other at the end was perfect. I’m a mess.

MANNNNN OKAY!

Overall, were there issues with this season? Yes. I wanted more group pogue scenes, less big John, less topper (whyyy do we always have Sarah going back to him), more Luke/exploration of JJ’s trauma/drinking/etc, more conversations about jiara.

But am I really happy with what we got? I sure am!! I think the culmination of the jiara slow burn was done so, so well — major props to Rudy and Bailey (gah this is one of my favorite ships of all time). So was the transition from poguelandia back to obx (with all of them, but especially Sarah). And there were still some golden moments of hilarious banter or the pogues just being dumbasses (aka my fave). There were so many little things I loved this season.

Predictions for season 4 (or at least, what I WANT lol). Could def see Luke coming back to get a piece of the gold (and would love to explore more of JJ’s feelings/anxieties/trauma around now being in a relationship and how that works). Time jump — i’d like to think they’re going to give us a bunch of throwback scenes set during those 18 months (because there is SO MUCH to explore in there — relationally, logistically, all the things) but honestly I don’t know. Seems like they might just pick up from where the Blackbeard action is apparently starting.

[jojameswinter]

Here’s a snippet from a jealous JJ one shot for you Anonymous! 

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“I don’t think Kie gets what you’re doing.”

“Yeah? And what am I doing John B?” JJ says smirking, throwing his arms in the air. 

John B smirks right back and stands up, leveling with JJ, “that thing you always do. Ya know, where you insult her and just generally act like a huge dick because you’re fuckin’ jealous.”

JJ scoffs, “you’re way off man.”

“Oh am I? Ok. Jake McDonald.”

“What the fuck about him??”

“Eighth grade. Sat by Kie at lunch and you lost your shit.”

JJ scowls, defensive, “I can’t help it he was being annoying as hell trying to talk to her about gaming and sweating all over her and shit while she was trying to eat her lunch. Jesus, she was too nice to tell him to fuck off; didn’t know it was a crime to help a friend out.” 

“You threw spitballs at him ‘til he gave up.”

“Yeah, that was pretty good,” JJ laughs, self-satisfied. 

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Coming soon! In editing now :)

[dayas]

The video Jordan (alphinias) shared wouldn’t leave me alone so... please enjoy a mini jiara short via my tired brain with a splash of procrastination! Also forewarning this literally doesn’t make any sense so... I apologize for that 😂

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This is a fucked up plan. Even for JJ. And when the daredevil Maybank himself thinks something is fucked up, that means it really is.

They’d only planned for Kie to be down in the sewers for two minutes. John B and Sarah had confirmed they were alive, and after they’d all stopped freaking out from across two burner phones, the remaining Pogues were given a few simple instructions to help get everything ready to bring back the gold. While JB and Sarah worked it from their end, JJ, Kiara, and Pope were going to step up and help out from theirs. They needed something to flood the sewer system as a distraction, so the local police would be occupied with that mess instead of a risky gold delivery plan. It was shotty at best, a half baked distraction, but they thrived on chaos and thinking on their feet, so surely this wasn’t the worst thing that could happen.

Originally, JJ was the one to volunteer. It made sense; if anyone caught him, he’d take the fall in a heartbeat so his friends could keep on living their lives as they were supposed to. Never mind the fact that he still needed to pay restitution, and that if he went back behind bars one more time, he’d probably be shipped to the mainland. Pope had too much to lose; it was a miracle he was helping them at all. So they figured he could be a good lookout. Considering what they’d all cost him already, nobody would be mad if he bailed. Of course Kie was going to be involved; she was the one to actually come up with the plan. After spitballing ideas and shooting down the bad ones with grumbles of, “Seriously, dumbass? This is gold on the line,” and “We’re not ducking doing that. No way. We’re not fucking doing that,” she finally came up with the concept of causing a flood as a distraction. They couldn’t get to the entire island’s system, but that didn’t matter as long as they messed up enough of the sewers to get the majority of the police force out to investigate.

They got the necessary tools and supplies from around their houses and met back at the Chateau before heading out to where they were supposed to kick off their plan. JJ, Pope, and Kie pulled the grate up, and JJ tried to slip in, but his shoulders got stuck on the way down.

“Move,” Kiara mumbled to him, helping him out with Pope’s assistance, “I’ll go in.”

“You sure, Kie?” JJ asked, trying as hard as he could not to let the concern flickering in his eyes show.

“Yeah,” she nodded, giving him what he assumed she thought was a confident smile. She slipped down into the grate, stopping herself just before she needed to let go. Her elbows were against the pavement surrounding them, and that fake smile wavered a little.

“Diver down,” JJ blurted out, and the flicker of a real grin ghosted across her lips before she whispered back, “Diver down.”

They resealed the grate and set the timer, which leaves them here, waiting for Kiara to resurface.

“Do you think she’s okay? She’s cutting it really close,” Pope mumbles, checking his watch and glancing surreptitiously back at the grate. JJ nods, because at this point that’s all he can do.

“Yeah, Kie’s got this. She’ll be here right on time.”

She isn’t. Thirty seconds pass, then another minute. Two minutes after that, JJ starts to worry. She’s supposed to be here by now, and they’re supposed to be getting the hell away from the scene. He can hear sirens wailing in the distance, the one positive of this suddenly shitty situation.

“Uh, guys?”

Immediately, he’s at attention, eyes snapping over to the grate as he launches himself towards it.

“We’re here,” he calls down, I’m here.

“I think the plan worked a little too well.”

Kiara’s voice is nearly drowned out by a sudden rush of water, but a scream rises above it.

“Kie!” JJ yells, and the seconds that pass before she responds are torture.

“Get me out of here!”

“Come on, Pope,” he says, frantically reaching towards the grate, “Pull!”

They pull together, heaving, shoulders and back muscles straining as Kiara vocalizes her fear through a few choice curse words and the occasional yelp.

“Shit — Shit the water’s getting higher, shit!” she yells, and the desperation begins to set in. His movements are rushed, sloppy, and Pope’s are beginning to lack true efficiency as well. Neither of them are focused on how they get her out, only that they do.

“Come on, Pope,” JJ yells again, this time throwing any dignity he has left out the window and letting the full brunt of his fear come into his voice.

Pope shakes his head, still straining under the weight of the grate, “I can’t.”

“Guys?” Kiara’s voice shakes and it tears him apart, “I can’t — ”

The same two words, and yet hers sounds as though she’s choking on water, violently cut off and away from them.

She could be drowning right now. Kiara Carrera. The same girl who gave him a friendship bracelet, even after he told her she wasn’t one of them. The same girl who taught him how to braid, who didn’t make a big deal out of his mom dying and how wrecked he was by it. Kie. The girl who patches him up and doesn’t ask questions, who calls him a dumbass and a bro and one of her best friends. The girl who gives him food at the Wreck whenever she can even though her dad disapproves, because she knows he doesn’t always know where his next meal is coming from. The girl he’s literally going out of his freaking mind for because something’s happening to her.

JJ snaps.

“Pull!” He screams, and he throws all of his energy into lifting that goddamn grate up because if they find Kie floating down in the sewers somewhere he will never recover from that. He doesn’t care that it feels like he’s tearing his arm out. He doesn’t care that the sirens are getting closer and louder. He doesn’t care that Pope is pulling harder now too, working alongside him to do this one thing. The only thing that matters is Kiara Carrera’s life.

The grate pops up and the boys stagger back as Kie gasps, drenched from head to toe in water.

“Holy shit,” she coughs, and JJ doesn’t even register the fact that he’s crushing her against him until her arms crush him back. Pope joins in, layering on top and glueing them all together. Later, JJ will think about this moment. He’ll consider his actions and her reactions way more than he wants to. Right now, he’s just thankful she’s alive. They don’t have much time; “Guys, we gotta go, like now,” is the signal from Pope that they really need to split. JJ’s hand slips, brushing his thumb across Kiara’s face as he cups it gently when they break away, just to make sure she’s still here and this isn’t some panic induced hallucination and they didn’t just lose her. Kie’s hand slips too, fingers running across his wrist with a nod. They back away at the same time, and with a look to Pope, all three of them take off.

The sirens miss them by five seconds.

JJ’s fingers burn for five more.