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can you write about the reader never drinking/smoking so jj stops doing it as much too?
(sober-ish) with you
requested - blurb
pairing: jj maybank x reader (she/her)
summary: read request ^
approx. reading time: around one minute
warning(s): drinking, smoking, pet name (baby)
note: i did briefly talk about this in this fic, fireworks (go check it out if you haven’t) you weren’t specific with what you wanted so i just wrote what felt right for me! let me know if you want something more specific!
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you didn’t like drinking or smoking. so when you met jj’s friends, the people you knew went to keggers and smoked so much the smell was radiating off them, you were intimidated.
jj knew your dislike of these habits and although he still did them, it wasn’t as bad as before you came into his life. he didn’t drink every day from the moment he woke up ‘till he passed out at night. he occasionally drank and only smoked outside of the house, he would then take a shower to get the smell off of him before he laid in bed with you.
you didn’t want to change him, you only wanted him to be safe and healthy.
after being introduced and realizing they weren’t what everyone had whispered about, you relaxed. and so did jj.
he started drinking one beer, then two, then two turned into four and you couldn’t help but notice it.
“hey j?” you whisper.
“yeah baby?” his full attention to you.
“you’re drinking a lot.”
“you’re right i’m sorry.” he immediately gives his beer to john b.
“you’re already done man?” he hesitantly takes the beer.
“yeah yeah, i’m good we gotta get home safe.”
although you could tell john b wanted to say more he didn’t.
like jj promised he didn’t drink the rest of the night and you both got home safely.
fireworks
pairing: jj maybank x reader (she/her)
summary: you meet jj at a fourth of july kegger and watch the fireworks together
approx. reading time: around four minutes
warnings: drinking, smoking, keggers, really short, not edited very well
note: this is awful but whatever thanks for being patient with me 😭 (also i struggle with sticking to past-tense and/or present-tense so if you see mistakes pls ignore)
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you never drinked or smoked. it was something you promised yourself when you were younger. seeing your parents absolutely ruin their lives over it, made you never want to try it. therefore you never went to parties, cause really what would you do with a bunch of drunk, high, and horny teenagers?
“come on, it’ll be really fun! and maybe you’ll meet someone cute there, you never know!” ashley pressures.
you cringe at the thought, “what would i even do all night anyways?”
“idk.. mingle! come on! it’s summertime and you’ve done nothing but be in bed by 8:30. i promise after this no more parties.” before you can continue arguing with her she starts going through your closet, finding something for you to wear. by the time you had to leave you were dressed in a white top with blue accents and jean shorts.
being fully surrounded by teenagers you didn’t know made you uncomfortable. and all you could think about was that everybody could probably tell. ashley mumbles something about a drink and a cute guy so after she leaves, you walk away from the log you two were sitting at and instead sit down next to a tree a little farther away from the kegger. you sit on your phone for what felt like hours before getting up to go find ashley, who is also your ride.
but as your getting up someone bumps into you and you feel liquid spill all over your white shirt.
“oh my god!” you look down at your shirt, complete ruined and stained.
“shit- i’m so sorry” you look up to see a blonde haired boy with an empty red solo cup in his hands. behind him you hear three teens snickering in the back and watch as they run away.
“is that beer?” you ask irritated. he starts chuckling at your question.
“i mean do you see the color? what else would it be?” he drops the solo cup on the ground before reaching in his pockets for napkins.
“very funny.” you glare at him.
you pause for a minute before continuing, “honestly it’s okay, i just want to get home and forget i even came here in the first place.” you go to grab your purse and your almost dead phone.
“the fireworks haven’t started yet though.” he says taking out a cigarette and lighting it.
“i don’t care. and sorry but can you not smoke near me.” you air out the smoke that’s in front of your nose.
“why? are you asthma- asthmathatic- uh.” he stutters trying to find the right word.
you laugh at the blonde’s attempt at saying the word. “asthmatic?” he nods. “well then no i’m not i just don’t like people smoking near me.”
“is that why you’ve been sitting by this tree for the last three hours on your phone instead of actually talking to people?” he teases.
“are you stalking me? that’s a little weird- um sorry i didn’t catch your name.”
“jj.” he takes his hand out so you can shake it.
you accept it, “y/n.”
“so are you from here? i’ve never seen you around.” he throws his cigarette in the nearest trash can as you continue walking out the kegger. he follows close behind you.
you clutch your purse closer to you as you walk to keep it from falling, “no actually, i live in maine but my grandparents are from here and i wanted to get away for the summer.”
“maine wow, so what do you do up there? it’s up.. right?” he’s walking close next to you now, a couple feet away from the scene you both had come from.
you laugh at his lack of knowledge, “yeah yea- it’s up from outer banks. close to new hampshire, massachusetts you know. but honestly when i’m over there i don’t do much. i just go to school get home and the cycle repeats.”
“hmm. so how do you know audrey, if you’re not from around here?”
“you really are a stalker huh?” you tease him.
he shakes his head smiling at me, “i’m just observant is all.”
“she’s a family friend i guess. this is my first time here since i was like three so i don’t know many people.”
“well now you know me.”
“yeah, i guess i do.” he stops walking after a couple seconds of silence.
“i know i caught ya on your way out but we could still go watch the fireworks together.” he takes his hands through his hair and with the streetlight hitting his face this is the first time you’ve had a good look at him. and you blush a little at the invite and maybe also cause he’s cute.
you sigh, “yeah yeah, that’d be fun.”
you belong with me
pairing: jj maybank x bestfriend!reader
summary: reader is in love with jj, but jj’s dating another girl…
warnings: unmutual pining, minor profanity, poorly edited, cliffhanger (sorry i got lazy), short pt. 2 if people want it idk, little angst and fluff
approx. reading time: 8 minutes and 30 seconds
writing inspo: you belong with me (taylor’s version) by taylor swift
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“wait what?” i exclaimed. i was sitting in sarah’s room listening to her talk about her day at the beach with the pogues.
“yes i swear! he brought emily there and had his arm wrapped around her and everything! didn’t even surf, which is crazy for jj.”
“so he must be serious about this girl, right?” i sighed as i layed on her bed. i couldn’t believe it. jj maybank? in a relationship with a kook girl?
“i mean i don’t know much. but if i’m being honest, he didn’t seem that interested in her.” she talked as she curled her hair for her date with john b. i stayed silent. i couldn’t believe it.
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“hey y/n!” i stopped in my tracks. i knew that voice all too well. and it was the voice of someone i had been ignoring for the past two weeks. i turned slowly to face him.
“hey.” i said looking at the floor. purposely avoiding eye contact. it wasn’t that i didn’t want to see jj, i did. but it hurt to know he was dating someone else. especially emily, someone who was drastically different from me, from all the pogues to be honest.
“i feel like i haven’t seen you in forever. what’s up with that? sarah told me you’ve been sick, but i told her that was bullshit. you haven’t gotten sick since like the 3rd grade.” he grabbed me by the shoulders playfully. i look up to see emily staring at me from the bar.
“uh yeah. i don’t know what happened. probably got it from my parents after they came back from new york.” it was a lie. my parents hadn’t been to new york in ages.
with emily giving me a death stare and jj touching me, i was feeling claustrophobic and a little freaked out, “anyways look i’ll see you later. i have to get home and get some homework done.” i turn around and start walking before he can begin a sentence.
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you're on the phone with your girlfriend, she's upset
she's going off about something that you said
‘cause she doesn't get your humor like I do
my eyes were closed while i sunbathed on the beach before i was interrupted by another call on my phone.
jj <3 - 3 missed calls
jj <3 - calling now
“hello?”
“y/n? y/n! hey how- how are you doing?” he stutters a bit.
“hey i’m doing fine? are you okay? you sound a little weird.”
“i’m good just pissed at emily.” he huffed.
“ahh emily. so how is your new girlfriend?”
“she’s pissed at me for some lame joke i made with pope. and she called attacking me and shit because i was being a douchebag or something.”
“ha what else is new.” i joke. and he laughs which stops my heart for a minute. i pause then ask,
“what was the joke?” i ask, curious to know why emily would be so upset.
“i told her the dress she was wearing looked like a hospital gown and she got all pissed. wasn’t even a good joke…” he mumbled.
i laughed, he was right. it wasn’t, i could think of thousands of jokes better, but i could tell it must’ve been an attempt to make emily and pope laugh.
“i guess she doesn’t get your humor.”
“guess not…” he sighs then starts again,
“hey l was wondering if you wanted to hang out later. i don’t know i’ve been feeling really distant from you recently.
“yeah i’m sorry about that, um so like with the pogues or…?”
“nah just yo- sorry hold that thought emily’s calling me and i really don’t want to make her more mad. i’ll call you back.”
he never called back.
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im in the room, it's a typical tuesday night
im listening to the kind of music she doesn't like
and she'll never know your story like I do
a week had passed and he still hadn’t called me. i wasn’t even trying to ignore him anymore, he just was never around. school had ended and summer break had finally begun. and still no call.
as i layed on my bed and sang along to “the blue” by gracie abrams, sarah tries convincing me to talk to jj.
“why don’t you just call him? see what’s up? it’s not like him to be this distant. it’s with john b too, hasn’t been to the chateau recently. and you know how his dad is.”
“a shitty father is what he is.” i spit out. even though i was irritated at jj for not even trying to keep any communication between any of the pogues my hatred for luke will always be worse.
i sit up, “look he’s probably fine and with emily. i’ll talk to john b to get him to chill. but honestly i don’t think jj wants to keep contact with any of us. if he wanted to he would have.”
“i don’t know, you should call him. emily has like tied him up all for herself. have you noticed that?”
but she wears short skirts, I wear t-shirts
shes cheer captain and im on the bleachers
dreaming 'bout the day when you wake up and find
that what you're looking for has been here the whole time
“i mean i think everyone has. or that fact that she’s nothing like any of us and exactly like the type of girl he would make fun of.”
“a kook princess, like what i was.”
“exactly. i don’t want to judge him but why would he go into a relationship with someone who he so obviously doesn’t like?”
“something is up y/n. go figure it out.” she grabbed my car keys and pushed me out the door.
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standing by and waiting at your back door
all this time, how could you not know, baby?
you belong with me, you belong with me
i take a deep breathe before knocking at his door.
no response. i knock again.
“hello! anyone home?”
“shut the hell u- y/n?” jj opens the door.
“hi- hey i just came to check on you. can i come in?”
he turns back, no doubt looking for his father. “probably not the best idea.”
“yeah- yeah uh wanna go to mine? so we can talk?” he nods and shuts the door behind him. he doesn’t make eye contact but all i can do is stare at the blood on his face and knuckles.
oh, I remember you driving to my house
in the middle of the night
im the one who makes you laugh
when you know you're 'bout to cry
and I know your favorite songs
and you tell me 'bout your dreams
think I know where you belong
think I know it's with me
i unlock my house from the back door to hopefully not make as much noise. my parents couldn’t find out i was sneaking in a boy in the middle of the night. i hurriedly close the door to my room and turn to him.
“are you okay?” i spill out.
“yes.” he’s quiet, that’s not the jj i know.
“you know you can talk to us, right? like any of the pogues, we’re here for you. i’m here for you.” i move closer and touch the blood on his forehead, and he winces. his head is sticky, like if he had been sweating. and i can’t decide whether it’s because of the humidity or if he was fighting with his father. probably both.
“luke?” he just nods. my heart breaks for him. i grab his hand and let him sit on my bed. i grab my first aid kit and rubbing alcohol and get to work on the blood and bruises on his hand and knuckles.
we sit in comfortable silence. but it was mostly me waiting to see if he was going to talk about his dad.
“i didn’t want to ignore you guys.” he speaks so low, i almost couldnt hear him. i kneel down so i can look at his face.
“then why did you?”
“i- i told my dad something, stupid i know. but he blew up on me a couple weeks ago. told me his boss had a nice daughter named emily my age. said if i could get with her, he’d get more money or some shit. i don’t know i guess i wanted to make him proud. so i- i started dating her. kept fucking it up and he would beat the shit out of me. didn’t want you guys to see me like that.”
i sighed. my hands were holding his for comfort. something we’d done since we were kids but felt really unfamiliar now.
“what’d you tell your dad to make him set you up with emily?”
he coughed, “told’m that i loved someone.”
my heart dropped for the second time in two months. why did i even think for a second that’d i’d have a chance? i told myself we belonged together.
“oh.” i got up and released my hands from his. suddenly feeling very uncomfortable. i cleared my throat.
“um well, i have some sleeping bags in my closet and if you want you can sleep in my bed or um whatever feels more com-“
“i told him i loved you.”
officially a multi blog! will still mostly be posting about formula 1 tho cause i love my guys <333
anyway, im taking outer banks requests from now on :)
holidays are over tomorrow, I’ve had some changes in my life & schedule in general, which means more time for writing! So sorry for having left you guys waiting for these past few weeks
already working on some 1k event requests !!
going multi because id need like 5 hands to count every fandom I’ve ever been in PLUS writing angst for obx characters is so very easy and im craving fics that leave me sobbing and empty and it’s hard for me finding those on tumblr so I’ll write them myself
Imagine JJ and Rafe checking you out:
I’m on the sixth episode of “Outer Banks” and my one and only hope is the Kie and Sarah pull a Korrasami on John B.
Drew Starkey
Okay so I feel like Drew Starkey would be a perfect Johnny Storm.
my inspo for this spring/summer is dressing as if I was this man’s kook girlfriend <3
Rafe Cameron Icons🌴☁️
𝐑𝐢𝐄’𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐯𝐞 ✦
🌊 :: this is how water loves. I hope we return to each other / in waves.
𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐄 ✭°｡⋆⸜
➤ 𝐀𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐍 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐑 , 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐈 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐎 …
𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 ✧࿐
➤ 𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐙𝐎 𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐊𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐄 , 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐎𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐓, 𝐓𝐎𝐌 𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐄 , 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 , 𝐂𝐄𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐂 𝐃𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐎𝐑𝐘
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐄𝐋 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄
➤ 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐀𝐍 𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐍𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐑
𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐘 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐒𝐎𝐍
➤ 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐘 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐒𝐎𝐍 , 𝐋𝐔𝐊𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐍, 𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐇 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐒𝐄, 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐄 𝐋𝐀 𝐑𝐔𝐄, 𝐉𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐄, 𝐀𝐏𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎.
𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐏𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐄
➤ 𝐒𝐘𝐋𝐔𝐒, 𝐙𝐀𝐘𝐍𝐄, 𝐑𝐀𝐅𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐋, 𝐗𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐑.
my obx playlists for everyone who needs songs inspiration <3
Sarah Cameron 💛🐚🥥🌊💛
Saw the ending to obx4, first of all wtf??
Second of all, wtf??????????
Time to go write a poly, found family fic where everyone actually communicates and is happy, and somehow Rafe gets a semi-redemption and saves JJ bc a fucking stab wound?? After everything???
season one | season four
jj maybank | jackson groff
and i think i will ask god why for the rest of my life.
orange bikini fit appreciation post.
sarah routledge - i am married, you know.
- auntie kie. - auntie kie!
there is only one outer banks tree hill, and it’s your home. ( part one of obx au edits )
