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#Jonathan Daviss
rubiehart · 2 months
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thinking about how childhood!best friend trope for jj is just perfect for him
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obviously he has this deep rooted belief from his dad that he’s unlovable and he’ll never be worth anything more than any other maybank before him, so whenever a girl would inevitably fall for his charming personality he might just per-sue it for one night, ending in pleasure for both parties but then pushing her away when he’d receive a text asking to meet up somewhere for a casual date after ushering her out of the chateau at early hours in the morning, making up excuses or just straight up ghosting the poor girl because he truly believes nobody could ever love him so he’d rather just not suffer the heartbreak of losing someone and just not even try.
this is how he ends up with his reputation of being a ‘heartbreaker’, girls not wanting to get involved with someone like him at risk of being heartbroken by his reckless behaviour, the only person that would truly understand him is his childhood best friend, having seen everything he’s been through his whole life.
always being the first to comfort him after an unpleasant altercation with his dad, always the first he goes to for advice about girls;, swinging head to toe in the hammock as the sun sets over the horizon sharing a j, legs tangled together, both of them focusing on ignoring the life long tension between you, but it was never awkward, nothing could ever be awkward with each others, you knew everything about one another so there really was nothing to hide.
he couldn’t help but admire how beautiful you were, despite knowing you pretty much his whole life, you’d really grown into your looks and he’d argue you were the most beautiful girl he’d ever seen, but he’d never actually admit it, he wasn’t about to risk such an important friendship for something that wouldn’t be fail proof, love just wasn’t his thing and he wasn’t planning on changing his opinion any time soon, so he casts his gaze away from your lips, tuning back into whatever you were rambling about.
on particularly hot summer days in the banks, all the pogues gathered together like normal on the hms pogue, you sat on the bow, legs slung over jj’s lap, ray-bans he got from who knows where perched on his head, pushing back his blonde mop in a way that made his freckled nose stand out on the beaming sun, occasionally stealing sips of his beer, bringing the glass bottle to your lips and sucking, an innocent act but it meant much more to jj, especially with your tits pressed together deliciously by the triangles of your new red bikini, the thong so small that if he looked long enough he could make out the outline of your chubby cunt, the thought making his dick twitch in his swim trunks.
but it didn’t mean anything, right? that’s what he told himself that night when he had his right hand gripping his cock desperately, other hand gripping the sheets as he tried to conceal his groans, the mental image of your lips wrapped around the bottle and the way your tits pressed together perfectly in your bikini spurring his orgasm on. after he came he lay in bed staring at the ceiling, thoughts of you consuming his mind. but it didn’t mean anything, none of this meant he was in love or even liked you in that way at all, you were his best friend and no matter what he was keeping it that way.
he told himself this continually, anytime he felt his heart pang when your touch would linger on him for a little longer than the other guys. it’s because you’re best friends. anytime it was him you’d go to for guy problems, spilling your sex stories to him when you had even a drop of alcohol in your system. it’s because you’re best friends. she just trusts you. he told himself this when his first instinct after any fight was to run to you and break down in your arms and let you clean his wounds because he felt safe with you, knowing you wouldn’t judge him for the way he felt, the only person in the world who understood him. it’s because you’re best friends, no other reason.
he told himself this until the answer to his feelings was staring him in the face, literally. your naked frame splayed out on the same bed he’d busted to the thought of you on multiple occasions. he realised it then, he loved you, but he had loved you long before that, long before the lingering touches, long before you grew into your beauty, long before the jealousy of other guys getting to touch what was now finally his, he’d always loved you, before he even really knew what love was.
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outerbankspov · 2 months
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This is crazy bc look at them .
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elainiisms · 2 years
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this scene was peak cinema actually i needed more sophie and eliza screentime
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rafedaddy01 · 1 month
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Listen To Daddy
Warnings: female masturbation, daddy kink
“This can go one of two ways” Rafe leans against the marble counter, arms folded over this chest as his eyes scan over me. “Excuse me?” I scoff.
The way his eyes bore into me make me feel sensations I’ve never experienced before, but obviously I can’t let him know that. Shaking off my arousal I stare back at him with the same challenge in my eyes that he has.
“You heard me princess. Spread. Your. Legs.” This position he has me in his completely thrilling. I put my pride aside, I’m happy to follow his little game as long as it ends up with me bent over and fucked out.
I lean on the surface behind me and slowly split my legs open, allowing him a good view of my drenched panties.
“Now touch yourself” Rafes eyes never falter from my body.
Nerves bubble inside me as I contemplate if I should do this obscure thing he’s asking me. Biting my lower lip I decide to, I’m gonna put on the best damn show this man has ever seen.
I slip a hand inside my panties and touch my sensitive clit. “What now daddy?” I look at him through glossy eyes, a smirk on my face.
“What would you do if you were alone?” He smiles at me as he sees that I’m clearly enjoying this.
I pull my hand away and shimmy my panties off, tossing them off to the side and spreading my legs wider, giving Rafe a better view. “You really wanna know?” I raise a brow at him.
“The best way to know what a women likes is to see how she pleases herself” Rafes deep and gruff voice makes more arousal leak out of me and I curse my pussy for reacting this way to this man.
“Seems logical” I say on a sigh.
“Show daddy how you pleasure yourself and I’ll show you how I do it better”
Those words send a rush of excitement to me and my fingers immediately move to my clit, circling around the little nub and gathering my slick on the tips before bringing them to my mouth. I enclose my lips around them and suck as I moan. Rafes eyes are glued to my fingers, taking in the show I’m giving him.
I let my fingers off with a pop and bring them back down, running them through my folds. “To be honest I’m never alone.” I arch my back as I swirl my fingers over my puffy clit. “Jjs always with me”
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redhead1180 · 25 days
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Our adorable Pogue boys. 🥰🥰🥰
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obxhub · 1 year
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JONATHAN DAVISS as POPE HEYWARD in OUTER BANKS SEASON 3
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softspiderling · 1 month
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SCREAMING
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kiekiecarrera · 10 months
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they’re back together the world is healing :’)
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kasmira · 1 year
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rafescurtainbangz · 3 months
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🫠🫠🫠
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maybankcore · 2 months
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academic rivals with pope . 📓 ✧ ˚
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omggg academic rivals with pope would be AMAZING. the constant bickering about who’ll be able to get the merit scholarship, always glancing at each other from across the room, and him always ranting about you ‘being a nuisance’ to the pogues – but we all know it’s because his face was stuck between your legs last night. and lord, the angry sex. literally kill me now. imagine him being assigned to you for a project, and him coming over, where an argument led to mouths being inches away from each other and heavy breathing.. the sexual tension !!
and tbh i feel like he’d try to make you happy by saying he got a score lower than you just to see your smile instead of a scowl.
getting a lil more on the steamy side – but think about fucking in empty classrooms or him fingering you in the back of the class. god, i need this man BIBLICALLY.
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rubiehart · 3 months
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can you write something for jj + pope having a crush/dating a kook! reader? headcanons maybe? :)
i think you meant them both separately having a crush on kook!reader like not both at the same time?? but if this isn’t what you’re looking for lmk and i can totally rewrite it!! also this came out way longer than expected, i got carried away…
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JJ!
✧ contrary to popular belief, i feel like he wouldn’t come up to you right away, especially if you were the so called ‘kook princess’, he’d study you from afar at first, catching glimpses of you at a kegger or maybe on the marsh with your girls catching some sun in your skimpy little bikini.
✧ you’d catch his attention because you weren’t a complete bitch like a lot of the other kook girls he’d had encounters with for starters, but also because you were the complete opposite of the tom boy-ish girls from the cut.
✧ he wouldn’t mentioned his (not so) little crush on you to any of the other pogues because he knew exactly what they would say ‘she’s too good for you jj.’, knowing all about his promiscuity, but he wasn’t gonna give up so easily.
✧ you first talked to him at some kegger thrown for the start of summer, despite your good girl reputation you and jj managed to bounce off each others jokes pretty much all night, bantering like friends which was refreshing coming from a kook, he hadn’t expected you to be like this but he somehow liked you more because of it.
✧ this obviously confused the pogues. jj bagging the kook princess? no chance. you were polar opposites. when jj was questioned about it he just told john b ‘what can i say man, opposites attract.’ with a wink which made john b roll his eyes.
✧ you’d been talking for a while when you came to realise the talk about the ‘big bad pogue jj maybank’ wasn’t real, and he was a genuinely nice guy and you really did like him even though he wasn’t the kind of guy you’d usually go for, stuck up preppy assholes were more expected, you guessed. that’s why so many people questioned your close relationship with jj and why you’d bother with a pogue like him, which you’d answer with some more than impolite remark or hand gesture or a punch in the face, when some bitch spoke about the man you were forced to love in secret because of the split between kooks and pogues.
✧ after you started dating and the news was out to the island, the waters seemed to calm down and you could walk around the island together holding hands, truly in love without getting yelled at by some random boneheaded kook just for simply being together.
✧ when he’d spend the night at your house, he’d be surprised by the luxury you’d been given on a silver spoon all your life, not exactly envious per-se just more shocked you weren’t a brat about it, lounging on your comfy mattress that he seemed to welcome him perfectly, your warm skin pressed up to his own and just you. clouding his senses as he drifted off to sleep with a lil’ smile on his face.
✧ you’d wear his shirts to bed sometimes when he’d sleepover, seeing them practically engulfing you making him all warm and fuzzy inside, leaning to press a big sloppy kiss to your lips making you giggle and push him away, whining “jayjjjj!” he’d just wink and reply “y’know you love me pretty girl.”
POPE!
✧ pope is honestly such a sweetheart so i feel like he’d be introduced through friends, way too nervous to go up to you himself, eventually your friends would scatter leaving you both a little further down the beach huddled around the fire pit soaking in the little warmth the flickering flame gave out.
✧ he’d be stuttering over his words, trying to keep eye contact with you through the conversation but it was a challenge because you were easily the prettiest girl he’d ever seen.
✧ after talking for a little while you took a liking to him, inviting him to hangout at the beach the next night, deciding to set up a little beach picnic for the two of you, wanting to get to know him properly away from your tipsy conversation at the boneyard party the previous night.
✧ he’d gone home and told the pogues about the night you had planned, all giddy and smiling, john b slapping him on the shoulder with a prideful grin “that’s my boy.”
✧ he’d arrived at the beach, a lot quieter than usual especially when the sun was setting, seeing your white jeep in the parking lot, clearly empty and mad his way down to the shoreline, spotting you on a white and red checkered blanket, waving rapidly and giggling when you saw him smile and wave, shoving his hands into his pockets and making the rest of the way over to you.
✧ his body tensed up when he saw you wrapped up in a pretty yellow sundress, hugging your body in all the right places and your hair flowing freely down your back and splayed over your shoulders care-freely. “hey pope!” you smiled, getting up to engulf him in a hug, breathing in his musky scent and settling down onto the picnic blanket. he reciprocated the hug and pulled away looming into your eyes.
✧ “you uh, you look really pretty.” he stuttered out nervously, gesturing to your figure. you giggled and raised your eyebrows, eyes taking down his own body, “you clean up nice yourself, heyward.” you smile, which you see a faint blush grace his cheeks which you decide not to poke fun about, already sensing his nervousness, which honestly you found adorable.
✧ you continued in comfortable conversation about anything and everything, once he got comfortable enough he started telling you all about himself, his dad’s business, where he was planning to go to college and his goals for the future, he seemed to know what he wanted which was a total green flag, giggling at all of the jokes he’d make and adding in your own little stories every now and then.
✧ as the sun started dipping beneath the horizon casting a dark orange hue over the whole landscape, and most of the food was gone, excuse a few spilled grapes from trying to throw and catch them into each others mouths, giggling loudly when they missed and bounced of pope’s forehead, he turned to you, “i always thought you were the prettiest girl on the island.” your eyes met his at his sudden confession and you looked suprised, never been told something like that before, “really?” you whispered quietly, not quiet believing what he said.
✧ “really.” he said, feeling a spur of confidence seeing the starstruck look on your face and deciding it was now or never. “want me to prove it?” he whispered, leaning in to tuck a lock of hair behind you ear, you nodding dumbfoundly and swallowing, not believing this was really happening. he leaned in and your warm lips were connected passionately, tasting him on your tongue, and nothing else mattered.
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outerbankspov · 2 months
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New of Drew Starkey and Jonathan Daviss leaving Morocco. !!
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finnwalker · 2 months
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Rafe teaming up with the pogues in OBX4 finale in Morocco 🇲🇦
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rafedaddy01 · 26 days
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The Lingerie Set
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Summary: you and Rafe are newly weds. One afternoon after work you decide to be the good little wife you are and prepare a surprise for your husband…
Warnings: extreme sexual content!!! 18+ ONLY, smut, oral(male receiving), p in v, unprotected sex, viewer discretion advised
A/N: let me know what you guys want to see more of ☺️
I put on my lace lingerie. Rafe will be home any minute and I can’t wait for his hands to be all over my body. “Y/n” I hear him call out my name as the front door opens and butterflies irrupt in my stomach, me and Rafe are newly weds and I’m still getting used to the feeling of waking up next to him every morning or going to bed next to him every night, and greeting him in between, when he comes home from work, he walks into our bedroom and undoes his tie as his eyes lock with mine, “what’s all this?” He smirks as he unbuttons a few top buttons of his dress shirt letting his chest be exposed and by god if it isn’t the hottest thing I’ve ever seen, “can’t a wife surprise her husband after a long day of work” I stride over to him and wrap my arms around his neck as he brings his lips down onto mine, captivating my lips in a kiss, trailing his lips down to my neck and leaving sloppy kisses in the spot he knows makes me weak. “I’ve been waiting for you all day” I whine, not ashamed to admit that I’ve been craving him.
“I know you must be tired after a long day of work, so let me take care of you” i pull away from his grip and guide him to our shared bed, making him sit on the edge as i kneel down. “Fuck, you drive me crazy” Rafe groans as he takes in the sight of me on my knees for him. “You make me crazy” I tease back as my hands come up to undo his belt, tossing it to the side and unbuttoning his dress pants before pulling the zipper down and fishing inside his boxers to pull out his hard cock, already leaking precum, I grip the base and bring my lips over the tip, making sure to look up at Rafe through my lashes as I suck the precum trailing out and start taking more of him in, loving the way he makes sounds letting me know he’s enjoying himself, I start to speed up, his tip hitting the back of my throat as my free hand grips his balls and he fists my hair, yanking on the roots and sending a shock of pleasure straight to my core. Pleasuring Rafe making me leak all over my panties.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck stop! I need to be inside you, now!” Rafe grits through his teeth and he pulls me off his cock by my hair, letting a string of saliva connect my lip and his cock. “I need you inside me, Rafe” I whimper as he manhandles me onto the bed, tearing the rest of his clothes off. He begins kissing my neck and down my chest as he undoes the back of my bra and fondles my breasts. “Please, Rafe” I’m begging at this point for him to ease the pain building in my core.
“I want you so bad! Please, please, please fuck me.” Something in his eyes shift as I beg him with every bone in my body and he turns into an animal, tearing through my panties and pushing his cock deep inside of me.
We both take a moment before he starts thrusting, and the only sounds in the room are both of our panting. I bite my lip to try to suppress my moans, not wanting to be too loud, “hey, hey, don’t do that. I wanna hear you” Rafe taps my cheek as a warning before he speeds up his thrusts and I lose it. “Fuck! I’m so so close, Rafe!” I moan out as his tip probes my sweet spot.
“Fuck! Me too baby, me too” he groans as he grips my hips for better support and somehow speeds up. My head thrashes from side to side, eyes rolling back and teeth sinking into my bottom lip as the band in my core is about ready to snap and I prepare myself for it. “Whose pussy is this, baby, huh? Who do you belong too?” Rafe says in between breaths and every now and then delivering a harsher thrust that makes me whimper, “y-yours rsfe, all yours. Always has been, a-always will be!” My back arches and that gives him a better angle to my g-spot, I start seeing stars.
Our clothes are a mess all over the room, my panties tore to shreds on the bed next to us, and the headboard banging against the wall repeatedly. “That’s right baby, your all mine. And I’m yours” Rafe leans his face down to mine, our lips connecting as we swallow each others moans.
“I love you so much, baby” Rafe pants in between thrusts and I feel him getting closer and closer. This cock throbbing insde me and my walls pull him in. “I-I love you too, Rafe” we look into each others eyes, the moment more intimate than our actions and in this moment I knew I picked the right man to marry. “Cum for me, sweetheart” Rafes hands intertwine with both of mine as he brings them above my head, speeding his hips up and staring into my eyes to watch me melt for him. “I wanna feel you grippin my cock, baby. Cum” his words are so dirty and it sends me over the edge as I spiral into pleasure, my body trembling and the orgasm taking over. Rafes not to far behind as I grip him and he shoots ropes of cum inside me, warming me up. We lay like that for a moment before he pulls out and places a kiss on my forehead. I feel him get off the bed but I’m honestly too tired to move, my eyes shutting only to be lifted off the bed a moment later and placed into a tub full of warm water with Rafes toned chest behind me.
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redhead1180 · 2 months
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Just a some pics of the cast out on Sunday in Morocco. The Moroccans had really delivered on BTS and pics of the cast while there.
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