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stvolanis · 1 month

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Rafe Cameron would definitely call your breasts “tits”

JJ Maybank would call them some stupid shit like "melons”, or “jugs”, but more commonly, “boobs”.

John B is a simple man. He’d probably refer to them as “his girls”.

Pope Heyward would just call them breasts, but when he’s influenced by JJ, he’d call them milkers.

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vainvenus · 1 month

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⌲;꒰ Pretty please!! ꒱

Characters :: John "B" Routledge, JJ Maybank, Pope Heyward, Rafe Cameron.

Synopsis :: You ask your boyfriend to do a simple task for you just to see if he will.

Includings :: Short drabbles, established relationships, acts of service, nicknames, just lots of fluff, maybe ooc Rafe

An :: Just because I think this trend is adorable

« J. Routledge »

"JB, can you pick out the pomegranate seeds for me? I don't like how sticky it is."

John B glanced back over at you as he stated at the Pomegranate and his lips press together in a thin line.

"Why didn't you get it in the cups? Where it's already all seeds?" He asks and you shrug, still holding the fruit out.

"It's sweeter this way. Please?"

He doesn't want to do it, not because he just doesn't want to; but because he doesn't really know how to peel a pomegranate.

But he nods with a smile as he grabs it from you and moves to grab the cutting board. "Of course, baby."

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« J. Maybank »

"JJ can you pretty please with cherries on top peel this orange for me?"

JJ chuckles a bit as he raises his brows in slight amusement, tilting his head towards you.

"What? Can't peel it on your own?"

He snickers, sort of making fun of you and you just shrug, holding it out to him again and he rolls his eyes playfully as he takes it from you.

He digs his nails into the skin of the fruit as he peels it back. He's a bit messy with it, but he gets the job done.

He takes one of the slices, popping it into his mouth and hands you the rest.

"There. Is there anything else of yours that I can peel off?"

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« P. Heyward »

"Pope! Tie my shoe, please."

"Of course." Pope hums and stops right in his tracks, he doesn't even question it or give you a confused look.

He gets down on his knees, patting one for you to place your shoe on his knee and he brings your hand to his shoulder to use as leverage.

He smiles as he ties your shoe, a simple task that he knows you could have done yourself but he doesn't mind doing it for you.

He taps your other shoe so both of them are tied the same and have less of a chance of untying without you even having to say anything.

He finished both shoes and dusts off his knees as he grabs your hand, entwining it with his and he places a kiss on your temple.

"There. Anything else you need?"

|★|

« R. Cameron »

"Rafee! Can you reapply my lipgloss?"

Rafe looks over at you, not quite hearing you the first time so he walks over to you, leaning his golf club against the golf cart where your seated.

"What was that, princess?" He hums when he finally got close enough and you hold out your [f/color] lipgloss tube.

"I asked if you could reapply my lipgloss for me."

He's amused and a bit astonished at your request because it's so simple for you to do it yourself. He even narrows his gaze at you a little bit and you only smile.

"Are you fucking with me?"

"So is that a no?"

He inhales deeply and sighs, grabbing it from you. "Fine."

Rafe grabs your face softly to tilt your head up as you pucker your lips at him and he applies the lipgloss to your top and bottom lip in a fresh glossy coat.

"There. All better now?"

You nod, smiling and he can't help but smile back as he places a kiss on your lips and you groan that he messed it up.

He only shrugs and leans back in for another.

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mayfieldss · 1 year

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Dating Pope Heyward would include;

Pope's not a PDA kind of guy.

He prefers time alone with you, where he can be himself completely in your presence.

He loves holding your hand though. Whenever he's stressed out, he likes knowing that you're there with him, and holding your hand is the perfect way for him to do that.

Long walks on the beach with you have to be one of his favorite things.

He can talk for hours with you about anything.

He can be mischievous too and if you're not careful, he'll throw you over his shoulder and run into the ocean at full speed, taking you with him.

Pope has the most confidence when he's with you, and that means a lot of chaos.

Tickle fights, chasing you around the beach when you steal his things, passionate kissing in the sand.

The whole package really.

Cuddles is a must. Big hugs from you after a long day or night are the cure to Pope's concerns and fears.

He's anxious a lot, but with you, he's calmer. He feels more in control of himself and his life when you're around.

Dates, lots of them.

He's a romantic guy, and he tries hard to make and keep you happy, which is why date night is a big thing.

We're talking candle-lit dinner out on the dock.

Stargazing, where he points out all his favorite constellations.

Pope thinks teddy bears and continuous apologies are the cure for every fight, and he might be right because somehow, when you're mad at him, Pope showing up at your door with a stuffed animal and a sad face makes you forget why you're angry.

"I don't know what I did to deserve you."

The first time Pope says I love you, it's awkward.

It's one of those situations where his mouth keeps moving, but he's stopped thinking.

He blurted it out super-fast as you were walking away from him.

"I think I love you."

It was strange but sweet, and you'd turned right around when he said it.

He kept blabbering on forever afterward, explaining the reasons why, and how he didn't know why he'd told you the way he did.

You shut him up with a kiss.

Now, it's a common occurrence, keeping him quiet by pressing your lips to his.

Pope likes it when you do it, though, mainly because he loves kissing you.

He likes reading to you too.

Falling asleep on the couch, cuddled up with Pope as he reads to you is a treat for both of you considering you hardly get any time alone.

Teasing from the rest of the Pouges is a definite in your relationship with Pope.

Most often it comes from John B and JJ who just love to tease anything that moves.

"Aww, Pope you're so romantic."

"Aren't you two just the sweetest?"

Pope hates all the dangerous situations the Pouges put themselves in.

He's the designated sanity holder of the group after all and trying to talk everyone out of doing dumb shit is his job.

But one thing is for sure if you're going, Pope's going with you.

He's going to try his best to keep you safe even if it breaks him, because, well, he loves you.

a lot.

AN: Stan Pope for clear skin.

Please let me know if you want me to expand on any of these!! I will do it happily <3

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popesgirlfriend · 10 months

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A/N: I had posted this before so if it looks familiar that's why! I had posted it and then read it over so many times I hated it but I've decided I like it again lol also I am incapable of writing full fics so here have this instead

Pope doesn’t know how he got here. The constant fear and excitement he felt while chasing the gold and the cross feels far away here on this deserted island with his best friends. Well, his best friends and you. Sarah had asked you for help trying to decipher one of the clues and you stuck around, getting into danger with them every day. Now, you’re stuck on an island with them but Pope can’t bring himself to regret it. You look beautiful out there in the water, splashing with Kie, Sarah, and Cleo. God, even that. He remembers when all he had was JJ and John B. Now, his little group isn’t so little anymore. He hated it at first, but this too is something he can’t bring himself to regret.

He watches you longer than he probably should. He hasn’t told you how he feels yet and after the disaster with Kie, he doesn’t think he’s ready to. He hopes you stick around long enough for him to tell you. He watches you throw your head back as you laugh and he can feel his own lips twitch up in response. You’re so beautiful. You take off running through the water after Cleo and he watches you tackle her into the waves. He laughs then, he can’t help it. He hears JJ let out a loud woop! from where he’s sitting on the sand further down the beach building…something. He’s too busy trying to figure out the contraption in JJ’s hands to notice you walking up to him. He feels the water droplets on his legs before he actually sees you. He turns his head to look up at you, smiling at him, with saltwater dripping off of every inch of you. Your black tank top is plastered to your skin and your shorts are so heavy with water that they’re sitting low–too low– on your hips so there is a band of exposed skin under your belly button. He’s transfixed.

“Pope, what are you doing over here by yourself?” you ask, snapping his attention back to your face. You’re pouting at him, pushing out your bottom lip like a little kid. You look adorable.

“I didn’t want to ruin your fun,” he says, “you and the girls seemed to be enjoying trying to drown each other.”

You laugh and crouch down in front of him so that you’re at eye level with him. He pretends to angrily wipe the spray of water that came with the movement. You laugh even harder and Pope forgets what he was supposed to be doing.

“Oh, you don’t want to get wet? Is that it? Well too bad!” You lunge at him. One minute he’s sitting in the sand staring at the lines of your smile, the next he’s sprawled on his back with a wet and squirming you on top of him. His brain promptly shuts down.

He can hear you laughing and feel his t-shirt dampening but all his brain can focus on is how close you are. Your head is tucked into the crook of his neck and he can feel your wet hair sticking to the skin of his cheek. Your long legs are tangled with his and your arms are wrapped around his torso. He’s engulfed and he honestly doesn’t want to be anywhere else, wet clothes be damned. His brain comes back online when he feels you trying to pull away. In a panic, he flips your positions so he’s on top and your back is pressed into the sand. To save himself a little, he reaches down with one hand to tickle your side. Your laugh bursts out of you like he punched it out and you buck up into his chest to try and get away from his hand.

“Okay! I give! Mercy, Pope, please,” you shriek. He relents but doesn’t move. He’s still hovering over you, close enough to feel your breath on his face. He should move. He should but… he leans down to press his lips to yours instead. You reciprocate immediately, pushing your lips against his as hard as you can. You bring your hands up to cup his face and now he’s truly surrounded by you.

Kissing you is the only thing he can focus on. The sounds of the waves and the other pogues filter out into white noise. The grainy feel of the sand stuck to his legs is gone, replaced by the softness of your skin against his. He could spend hours just like this. So he does.

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cute-sucker · 6 days

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three mistakes

words: 880 tags: kook!pope x reader note: thank you @princessbrunette for reading the draft !! love u <3

when pope first met you he didn't think much.

after all he was the smartest kid in the grade, so of course you were insignificant. you may have been a scholarship kid, a nice one at that. that was your number one mistake, and there were three that you committed that first week you arrived at kook academy.

two. you were a little too sweet on him, he thought because you always smiled brightly at him, and wore those cute little skirts. last week you had given him a brownie that you said you, "made." but then you dropped the napkin and leaned down to get it for him it was the school uniform, but you sure knew how to lay it sweet.

so what? you were pretty, but pope didn't fall for that sort of thing. nah, he had seen enough pretty bimbos, and after you were new. you couldn't change anything.

three. that was until science class. it was one of his easier subject but then again what subject was hard for him? and then he was laughing to his friends, the desk pushed back, and a smirk on his face. you were sitting in front of him, head bowed down and deep in thought. you were still thinking even after the teacher had left for a few minutes.

he had a sudden thought, just a small comment might tip you off. he'd experienced this with other girls. they liked it to argue, or teasingly fight, and you were there in front of him, just waiting to be messed with.

but what to say to you? pope had to be sly with these comments, just something to make your cheeks go red without causing your smile to wilt. it was art what pope could do with his sweet mouth, and pretty soft eyes. some said that his dick was the size of his ego, and some put it a little nicer — that he was charming. but that didn't matter because when he looked at you he knew he had to say something sweet but scandalous enough to cause you to giggle. he would never admit this—but he wanted to hear your laugh.

suddenly he remembered the butterfly necklace you always had on. it was silver, and so shiny on you. he swore that there was some sort of school regulation about jelewy, but you had managed to pass by with that cute necklace. it was little dangly thing that lay before your chest. it had dainty wings, and glittery in the sun. it reminded him of you.

"y'know i always thought butterflies were like cockroaches with wings. ugly you know?" pope muttered to his friend. but he couldn't help but gesture at you in a sly moment, and his friends got it. they sniggered, and pope knew in another life he would ditch the bastards for how stupid they were. antoni was the smartest of the bunch.

it was almost as if that piqued your interest. you turned around, doe eyes wide almost as if you were shocked and taken aback.

"i think butterflies are beautiful," you whispered outraged, tightly holding onto your necklace. pope could barely keep in his laughter at your dumbstruck expression. he leaned in to take a full look at your face before looking back at his friends with a mock surprised face.

"yea' you think?" he whispered crudely. "can a dumb little bunny like you think?"

suddenly, you seemed to coil in, biting your lip, hot tears welting up in your eyes. he could see the way your hands shook beneath the desk as you furiously turned around to face him. "butterflies can see ultraviolet colors that are invisible to the human eye," you cried out.

pope found him stopping in his tracks because he swore there were tears in your eyes when you whispered out the fact. yet, he couldn't find himself to care, somehow he found himself enjoying the look on your face. almost wonderstruck, he found himself taking in your pretty face.

what he wanted to say to you was, "so what?" but he found grinning at you like you were a child.

his friends were laughing behind his back, and but he could feel the stinging sensation that what you had said had mattered a lot more than the stupid conversations that he had.

and somewhere in the middle of this, you were glaring at him, and then sniffed before turning away from him.

but he shrugged it off. what could you do anyways? huh? cry to your parents about how pope heyward couldn't take you seriously. for all you knew, if your parents did complain, the dean of kook academy probably shrug you off because pope heyward was an asset to their school. but there was something inside of him, something soft and nice said that knew he should say sorry, yet when the bell rung he watched you leave the room in a rush only leaving him with a dirty glare.

so he forgot about it. you were just another dirt poor scholorship kid? the last one had to leave because they couldn't take the academics. funny. maybe the same would happen to you.

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you ran home crying, mascara running down your face, as you pulled your tiny skirt down. you had tried to be nice, you had tried to kind and most of all you had tried your best to be friends with everyone. goddamn it you had even given heyward a brownie! he clearly didn't like you.

what was it? what was so wrong with you that he felt the need to be mean to you? all you had done was tried. you had always tried, as your head felt empty and studied till your hands were sore from highlighting and your eyes felt bleary from scanning pages. until it all paid off and you were off to kook academy.

your cousin kiara had told you to wear your butterfly charm, and the two of you made brownies. she had yelled bye to you that first day, and now you sat next to her crying your eyes out.

"what went wrong?" she asked you quietly, as you burrowed your head into your pillow. you groaned, and shook your head furiously.

"don't wanna talk about it," you whispered looking up at her. she looked at you sternly, and you finally let out a soft sigh, "it's pope heyward," at this she rolled her eyes, tilting her head as she thought of a plan. you hoped that somehow she would find an answer - a solution to your problem

"i think you should get back at heyward. be smarter than him. that's how assholes like him work. they have crazy big egos but that's all he has. he looks wimpy to me," she scoffed looking at the previous yearbook where you had furiously crossed out pope's face.

"yeah right," you huffed at her, crossing your arms as your eyebrows were knit together. "he's ten times smarter than me."

"no, i think your underestimating yourself. just wait and see, and don't you dare lose the butterfly charm."

so you listened to her, and the next day you had little pink bows with butterfly imprints. in fact you strutted up to pope and gave him a dirty look, and you saw the way his eyes got wide before he opted for his all-knowing smirk.

"looking like a really pretty bunny. did you wear those bows for me?" he snickered, nudging his friends when he said that. you gritted your teeth and just walked the other way.

you were going to beat him. you knew you were going to. today the class was getting their results back for the major english assignments. you were hoping to get something high enough to throw in his face, and you knew you would relish the look on his face.

"class, we'll be handing out test scores now for the written passage. ," your teacher droned before stopping before your test and handing you yours with a smile. you felt happiness bloom in your heart-it had to be good right?

quickly you turned it around, and looked at the circled number. 100, a pristine number that was circled along with a "distinct voice." you felt yourself beaming, until you felt a tap on your back. it was heyward, yet he looked uneasy. he was glancing at your hidden paper.

"what did you get?"

of course he'd want to know. he'd want to know what you got so he could average it himself. after all this was your first test of the year, and he was checking if you really were the scholarship kid that could get the best grades. you found yourself smiling secretly, biting your lip.

finally he gave you a pointed look, "do i need to clarify? what did you get on your test?" he asked exasperated.

you bit your lip from beaming too hard, and shrugged in a nonchalant manner. "full marks, i guess."

"what does that mean?" he grinned, "is that a 60% for you? would make sense, bunny," he muttered, his brown eyes glinting with humour. now you would have been sadder, but instead there was a venomous bite to your speech.

"do i need to clarify? it's a hundred percent."

he shut up, glaring at you, "you're lying."

"yeah, what did you get?" you bit back.

he shook his head, "none of your business."

so that was it. you let it go and turned away looking pleased. the last went by easier, and the golden hundred was still shining in the paper. it was a triumph. a win that pope heyward understood.

it was here that pope realised that he had made one mistake.

he had underestimated you.

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cutielando · 7 months

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it’s going to be okay ~ jj maybank

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When you received a call from JJ asking you to pick him up from his place at 1 in the morning, you couldn't help but panic.

Getting into your car and speeding down there, your mind racing and palms sweating.

You didn't know what to expect when you pulled into his driveway, but once you saw him sitting on the porch with his head in his hands, you knew it was nothing good.

"Babe, what's wrong?" you asked once you exited the car and stood in front of him.

He was still silent, his breathing deep and harsh.

"JJ, you're scaring me. What happened?" you asked again, this time in a much lower voice.

You crouched down in front of him, softly putting your hand on his shoulder. He tensed at the feeling of you touching him, but relaxed soon after.

When he looked up at you and you saw his bloodied nose and the bruises already forming on the side of his jaw and under his eye, you gasped.

"It's not as bad as it looks like" he commented, trying to shrug the whole thing off.

"Who did this to you?" your voice was no louder than a whisper, the words getting stuck in your throat.

You couldn't believe that someone could hurt him like this. He had such a big heart, seeing him like this only made your blood boil.

"It was nobody, don't worry about it" you could tell from his voice that he was holding back tears, something he tended to do a lot.

You were about to put up a fight and insist on him telling you what happened, but seeing his broken expression was enough to make you let it go. For now.

"Come on, let's go and get you cleaned up" you helped him get into your car, your heart breaking when you heard him hiss and clutch his ribs.

The ride to your house was silent, neither of you daring to speak. Your mind was racing as hell, adrenaline pumping through your veins when you thought about your boyfriend being hurt by someone.

You didn't even realize you had made it home until you were faced with your familiar garage, which was empty. Your parents weren't home, thankfully.

"Come on" your voice was soft as you looked at JJ, who was not making eye contact with you if he could help it.

You got out of the car and helped him walk up the stairs to your room, going slowly as to not cause him any more pain.

The door to your bathroom was open, so JJ silently walked over and sat on the edge of the bathtub, patiently waiting for you to come back with your first aid kit.

"Do you want to tell me what happened?" you asked once you appeared and took out a cloth and some medicine.

You dabbed the cloth in the little bottle and stood between his legs, your hand hovering over his cuts.

"I..." he started but stopped as soon as the cloth made contact with his skin. He hissed loudly but didn't complain, knowing you had to do it.

"I'm sorry, I promise I'll be quick" you said and proceeded to clean his cuts as quickly and efficiently as possible.

"It was my dad" he spoke after you finished, his voice so quiet you almost didn't hear him.

"What? Your dad did this to you?" you were in disbelief. You couldn't believe his own father could hurt him like that.

Tears started forming in the corner of your eyes, the information having hit you like a ton of bricks.

"Hey, don't cry, I'm okay" he tried to get up and comfort you, but the pain in his ribs and stomach prevented him from doing that.

You didn't say anything but closed the gap between you and hugged him tightly to your body, making sure not to squeeze him too tightly.

You silently cried into his shoulder, one of your hands in his hair and the other rubbing soothing circles on his back. He hugged you weakly, not wanting to force his muscles any more than he has to.

"I'm so sorry, baby. I should've realized he was hurting you sooner, I didn't know. I'm so sorry you had to go through this" you whispered over and over again, tears continuously falling down your cheeks.

"Hey, shhh, it's okay. I didn't want you to know, it's my fault" he comforted you, placing a kiss under your ear.

It amazed you how selfless he was. Even now, when he's hurting and he just needs someone there, he still tried to comfort you and make sure you're okay.

"You're okay now, baby. He's not going to hurt you anymore because you're not going to that house again, do you hear me?" you slightly pulled away from the hug, instead holding his face in your hands to make sure he was listening to you.

"I can't, I don't have anywhere to go. John B needs his space, I can't hang out there all the time" his voice is so quiet, like he is afraid of speaking any louder.

"You're going to stay here with me, okay? My parents adore you, they will be over the moon of having you here all the time, and you'll be keeping me company when they're not home. Please?" you pulled your best puppy dog face you could muster, knowing that he won't be able to resist you.

Just as expected, he nodded and manages to crack a small smile, a sight which warmed your heart.

"I don't deserve you" he spoke next, making your stare harden.

"You do, stop saying that. You deserve me and everything good that life has to offer. You're perfect, JJ, and anyone who doesn't think that is not worth it"

He chewed the inside of his lip while looking at you, trying not to break in front of you because of how grateful he was.

"Okay" he finally said, squeezing your waist in his hands. "I love you"

"I love you too"

You closes the gap between you, your lips finding home with each other.

Nothing was alright right now. The bruises and cuts covering JJ's body were proof of that. But with time, everything was going to be okay.

You were both going to be okay.

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ruewrote · 2 months

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𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑤𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒.

PAIRING: pope heyward x gn!reader WARNINGS: none GENRE: fluff SONG INSPIRATION: shell suite by chad valley WORD COUNT: 248

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it wasn't a lie that you were broke. so were the rest of the pogues. in your opinion as much as it was shitty it made you appreciate life a lot more than a wad of cash.

money couldn’t buy those morning surfs or just simply soaking up each other's company.

so the pogues always appreciated the little things. you especially, pope found that out as he listened to you the most, hanging onto every single word you spoke as you excitedly walked beside him, happily swinging your intertwined hands.

it started out with him finding the prettiest stones and seashells to give to you.

each time you were a little more amazed at the little trinkets he’d conjure up.

bonus:

it was no lie you and pope were the most introverted out of the group, that's probably what made you click so easily.

so when you weren’t digging up gold or annoying the kooks, the two of you were found in the hammock outside of the chateau with you reading to him. rocking backing and forth normally led to you both falling asleep on each other.

your head laid on his chest, one of his arms wrapped around your waist and one behind his head with your legs tangled together.

as you can tell it didn't take the two of you long to get together just by this. everyone became blind to the no pogue on pogue macking rule when it came down to you two.

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lace--space · 1 year

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Honorary (JJ/Y/N)

summary: You meet the pogues via Kiara and Sarah. Your friendship seems to be going great. So when they ask you to go boating with them, you immediately say yes. You and JJ end up getting real close.

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You had met the pogues via Ki. She had taken you to her parents' restaurant and while the two of you were studying, they showed up, much to Mr Carrera's dismay. He had never liked them much, wishing Kiara to focus more on school than on her friendship with the pogues. You parents felt the same way.

They said the pogues were rulebreakers, didn’t care for anyone's property, got low school grades that would get them in trouble in the future. They said they don’t care about anyone but themselves, that they would betray you at the first chance. Now you rolled your eyes at all the futile attempts of keeping you away from them.

Ki had greeted them and turned back to introduce you. A blush had crept up your cheeks and you started to play with your fingers. You always got nervous meeting new people, especially if it were people your parents told you to avoid at all cost.

It turned out though, that they were a lot nicer than what everybody kept telling you. So you hung out more after that. Eventually Sarah would get involved with John B and it was then you her, Ki and you would hang out at school and after. You still didn't feel confident really hanging out with the boys, afraid your parents would find out.

That was until one very hot day, where Sarah and Kiara asked you to come boating with them and the boys. You were ecstatic, finally a chance away from your parents while you were hanging out with the pogues. Ki picked you up in her father’s car. She had already picked up Sarah on the way and you were going over to John B’s house, where he apparently had a boat.

Once you arrived, you cautiously climbed out of the jeep, following both Sarah and Ki to the backyard. “Are you sure they want me here?” You asked shyly. “Yes, Y/N! We all want you here. I know the guys haven’t seen you that much yet, but they were just as excited as we were when we said you were coming with us.” “Okay.” You sighed relieved.

“Hey!” The guys yelled. “‘Bout time you got here.” John B said. “Yeah, yeah. We’re here now.” Ki replied. “It’s good to see you, Y/N.” Pope said politely. “It’s good to be here, hanging out with you all.” You said sweetly. “Hey, Y/N. Glad you could make it.” JJ turned you around to face him. “I really liked hanging out with you last time.” A smile spread across your face. “Me too, JJ. Can’t wait to get out on the water.” He smiled and led you down the jetty holding your hand to keep you from falling, seeing as the jetty was rickety and broken in certain spots. He jumped in the boat, took your bag and then put both his hands on your hips and picked you up and sat you down in the boat. “I’m sure I could have stepped in the boat, but thank you, JJ.” “I just wanted to prevent you from falling.” Kiara and Sarah snickered and your cheeks burned bright.

When everyone was finally on board, John B started driving to your swimming spot. You sat with the girls, gossiping and just having a blast. “So, what happened there with JJ?” Sarah asked, referring to the earlier incident between you and JJ. “Yeah, you guys got pretty close there.” Kiara agreed. “Yeah, I don’t know why he did that, but it gave me butterflies.” You giggled. “He did that because he likes you.” Ki said. “Obviously.” Sarah added. “You should go sit with him.” “What- no, no. I should definitely not do that.” You felt hot all over, your cheeks flaming red now. “Yeah, he would love to be around you.” Sarah said. “Fine.” You heaved a sigh.

You carefully got up, swaying with the movement of the boat. “Sorry, Popo, mind if I sit here?” You asked shyly. Pope looked between you and JJ and rose quickly from his seat. “Yeah, yeah, of course, take my seat.” He muttered quickly, moving to the other end of the boat, leaving the two of you alone. “So.” You started, “So.” JJ said. “This is awkward.” You mumbled, his arm touching the back of your shoulder. “Were you about to put your arm around me?” He seemed to be in an internal struggle, finally ending on, “Yes, I was.” He stated it matter of factly.

“I wasn’t complaining, I was just asking.” You assured. “So you wouldn’t mind if I put my arm around you for real?” “I would not, no.” So he did just that, he put his arm around you and pulled you close to him. “You’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever laid my eyes on. Sorry Ki, sorry Sarah.” He said the last bit a bit louder. “No, that’s alright. She is very pretty,” Sarah retorted.

He smiled at her comment and then turned back to you. Slowly moving in for a kiss. You moved into the kiss, putting your arms around his neck. He grabbed at your hips, hungry for your lips. Your tongue danced together as he pulled you even closer. “Hey, no pogue on pogue macking!” John B exclaimed. “I’m not a pogue” You interjected. “Honorary!” Your face split open with a smile. You looked around the boat at everybody and laughed loudly with them.

#outer banks #obx #jj maybank #kiara carerra #john b #sarah cameron #pope heyward #y/n #mywriting #fanfiction #fanfic #drabble

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eternalslover · 11 months

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What do you guys like to read most? I just wanna know, personally I like headcanons more than anything

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stvolanis · 2 months

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pope is so pretty I’m gonna cum chat.

pope, your dads new best friend, was a little different than all your other dads friends. at the dinner table, popes fingers would dance across your thighs, parting them just enough to slip his highly skilled fingers into your core. “Didn’t wear panties for me? good girl.” He’d whisper, watching you grip onto your fork like your life depended on it as his thumb circled your little bundle of nerves!

you purposely leave your door cracked open when your dad told you pope would be swinging by to pick something up while he was gone, leaving you alone in the house. And of course, Popes gonna check up on his favorite girl! But, unexpectedly, his cock jumps at the sight of you with your legs spread, and a pink dildo slipping past your puffy folds :3

what kind of friend would he be if he didn’t help his best friends daughter cum? A lousy one! He helps you shove the rather small dildo into your cunt repeatedly, while muttering things like, “my baby just wants to be full, isn’t that right, sweetheart?” And, “you’re gonna take my cock so well, aren’t you?”. Pope knows you can’t respond, but he thinks you’re so cute when you babble out incoherent words!! >.< Just let him do all the work for you💕

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coryosbaby · 1 year

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will you make a masterlist for all of your fics?

ITS FINALLY HERE !! Get ur vibrator & a bucket of popcorn for this wild ride 😁 It’s probably not everything but it’s most, srry :( some r drabbles, some r not

There will be more to come!

Bunny’s Masterlist ♡

Warning: contains 18+ themes

(read content warnings pls!!)

Scream (Ethan Landry, Chad Meeks Martin, Amber Freeman):

Perv! Sub! Neighbor Ethan with bimbo! Reader (smut)

Camp Counselor! Ethan Landry bending you over a picnic table and fucking you raw (smut)

Sub! Ethan and bimbo! Reader going down on each other <3 (smut)

Fucking stepbrother! Ethan Landry on a camping trip (smut)

Subby himbo Ethan (smut)

Ultraviolence- Stepbrother! Ethan Landry feat. Chad Meeks Martin (not completed yet) (mostly smut w/plot)

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Sub! Chad meeks Martin only wanting to please you (smut)

Mutual masturbation with stepbrother! Ethan (smut)

Somnophilia with stepbrother! Ethan (smut)

Getting caught being with Stepbrother! Ethan Landry (angst)

Lactation kink with Ethan (smut)

Ethan marking you with his cum (smut)

Getting punished by Ethan and Chad (smut)

Service top Chad with sub! Ethan and reader (smut)

Ethan tied up and overstimulated (smut)

Knifeplay with sub! Ethan (smut)

Pegging Ethan (smut)

Chad and bimbo! Reader teaching sub! Ethan how to give head (smut)

Bimbo! Reader using a fleshlight on sub! Ethan (smut)

Sub! Ethan Headcannons (smut)

Dom! Reader with sub! Ethan and brat! Chad (smut)

Helping sub! Ethan relieve stress (smut)

Overstimulating sub! Ethan while riding him (smut)

Blowing Ethan in his knight costume (smut)

Perv! Ethan x bimbo! Reader (smut)

Somnophilia with Stalker! Ethan (smut)

Soft dom! Ethan and soft sex (smut)

Ethan with bimbo! Reader Headcannons (smut)

Chad and Ethan taking turns with sub! Reader (smut)

Sub! Ethan getting rimmed & pegged (smut)

Knifeplay with Amber Freeman (smut)

“stepbrother I’m stuck” trope with Ethan (smut)

Ethan wearing your underwear <3 (smut)

Dark! Ethan Landry Headcannons (smut)

Vampire! Ethan Landry x Werewolf! Chad Meeks Martin x reader (smut)

Outer Banks (Rafe Cameron, Pope Heyward, Barry)

Obx Porn Links

Dark! Rafe Cameron Headcannons (sfw & nsfw)

Best friend! Rafe taking your virginity (smut)

Sub! Rafe (smut)

Rafe with a crazy reader (mentions of sex)

Rafe brainrot (smut)

Stepbrother! Rafe comforting reader (hinted smut, fluff)

Barry with bimbo! Reader Headcannons (smut involved)

Gunplay with dom! Barry (smut)

Spiderman! Pope hcs (sfw & nsfw)

Barry kidnapping cameron! Reader (smut)

Dark! Rafe Headcanons (smut + sfw)

Florida Kilos— Rafe Cameron x fem! Best friend! Reader (smut w/ plot)

Part 1

Predator/pray kink with rafe (smut)

stepbro! Rafe fluff :)

Fear Street (Tommy Slater and Nick Goode)

older! Nick Goode + fucking you in his office (smut)

Kissing Tommy for the first time (no smut)

Sweet Serial Killer - Younger! Gf! Nick Goode x reader

Part 1

The Hunger Games (Finnick Odair, Coriolanus Snow, Sejanus Plinth, Reaper Ash)

fucking switch! Finnick in the arena while everyone watches (smut)

Coriolanus with a breeding kink and an escort! reader (smut)

Virgin! Coryo fucking Sejanus’ girl (smut) pt 2.

angsty reaper ash blurb (smut)

Sejanus + size kink blurb (smut)

coryo + jealous reader blurb (smut)

Cowboy! Coriolanus au (smut)

Angst + dark coryo & plinth! Reader (smut)

munch coryo x maid! Reader (smut)

virgin! Coryo blurb (smut)

Sub! Coryo fucking his way up to the top (literally) (smut) pt 2

The Last of Us (Joel Miller)

Somnophilia with dark! dbf! Joel + grinding (smut)

Avatar (Jake Sully)

size kink with Jake (smut)

House of the Dragon (Aegon Targaryen)

sub! Aegon with Aemond’s wife (smut)

Halloween Series (Corey Cunningham)

blurb of giving Corey head <3 (smut)

The Lost Boys (Star)

a cozy night with star <3 (smut)

Spider-Man (Miguel O’Hara)

Miguel taming you (smut)

American Psycho (Patrick Bateman)

Patrick x trad goth! Bimbo! Reader (smut with some complicated feelings)

Saw (Adam Stanheight, Mark Hoffman, Peter Strahm, Amanda Young)

night terrors and handjobs (smut with angst)

mark coming home to his lover (smut)

Cockwarming with Mark + a threeway with Strahm (smut)

a little psycho! Fem! Reader x Adam blurb (smut)

dom! Adam (smut)

yandere! Mark blurb (smut)

eating out dom! Amanda (smut)

Hayden Christensen (Anakin Skywalker)

spanking with modern! Punk! Anakin (smut)

Insatiable (aka, dbf! Neighbor! Anakin and his many affairs with you) — masterlist (smut with plot)

Dbf Anakin! + flashing + milkshakes = fucking (smut)

Anakin x overwhelmed reader blurb (smut)

Anakin + reader with bad memory (fluff)

Dbf! Anakin + religious reader (smut)

Queen of the Damned (Lestat De Lioncourt)

bath scene with sub! Lestat & reader (smut)

Fnaf (Mike Schmidt)

Mike nsfw headcanons (smut)

small lil Mike x succubus blurb (smut)

#bunny’s masterlist ੈ✩‧₊˚#masterlist #outer banks #obx #scream #scream 6 #scream iv #ethan landry #Chad meeks Martin #rafe Cameron #barry (outer banks)#p. links

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mayfieldss · 1 year

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On the dock - Pope Heyward

Summary; an expansion on date nights with Pope from my dating Pope Heyward headcanons.

Over the past couple of weeks, you and Pope had hardly spent any time alone together. You were busy chasing adventures with the other Pouges, hunting gold, and running from danger, and whilst that was exhilarating, Pope just wanted some time with his girl.

The last few days had been quiet and free of stress for everyone but Pope. He was filled with anxiety, thinking over the perfect way to spend time with you before everything got hectic again. He hadn't actually taken you on a proper date yet, and the pressure he felt to do it right was beyond insane. You'd told him he didn't need to do anything, that you were just content to sit with him and do absolutely nothing, but Pope wanted to do something special to show you just how much you meant to him.

He had some semblance of a plan but pulling it all together was the struggle of it all, and when it was finally done, Pope's main concern was whether you would like it.

"Okay, close your eyes." Pope put an arm around your waist leading you down the dock.

"If you push me into the water Heyward, I swear to god-"

"I'm not pushing you anywhere, and no peeking." Pope put a hand over your eyes as you tried to open them. Your laugh was sweet and soft as he did so, and he was praying to whatever god could hear that you would be happy to see what he set out.

You had your hands out in front of you, as if afraid to bump into something or trip, but Pope wouldn't let you fall. "Okay," Pope stopped walking, pulling you back to him when you continued to move forward with your eyes closed. "Feel free to open your eyes whenever."

You did as you were told, and Pope watched your eyes light up, though that might have been a trick of the light from the lamps placed before you.

"Pope, wow." He watched as you placed a hand over your mouth, taking in everything he'd done. He loved the way his name sounded on your lips.

There were little oil lamps, and a blanket laid out on the dock, a picnic basket set in the middle of all of it, and you turned to him, only for your eyes to widen further. Pope had pulled a bouquet of hand-picked wildflowers from behind his back, tied neatly in a blue ribbon.

"Pope-" You had tears in your eyes, the lamplight reflecting off of them as you took everything in, and for a second Pope was filled with concern. But you leapt into his arms then, hugging him tight and almost crushing the flowers, had Pope not moved them quickly.

"You okay?" he mutters the words against your hair, but he's smiling because he thinks you like it, he hopes you like it.

"You're amazing." You pull back as you say it, and you're grinning wide, causing him to do the same. A second passes before you're kissing him deeply and Pope is over the moon about it, holding you just that little bit tighter.

When you sit down, taking in everything, Pope points to the sky.

"You see how that star is shining brighter than the rest?"

You look up and nod, taking in the night air "yeah."

"That's because it's a planet, not a star."

"For real?" You look to him a little wide-eyed and Pope puts an arm around you, pulling you into his side.

"Yeah."

"What planet is it?" You turn your head to face him again, and he's so close that your noses almost touch. It's thrilling and it's fun.

"Honestly, I'd have to look that up, but I know it's a planet." Pope laughs nervously, and you kiss him, bringing back his confidence in an instant. Even if this is the last date you and Pope will have for a while, you're okay with it and so is he, because it's the most memorable thing you've ever done together.

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AN: I'm sorry it's short but I literally had to write this in thirty minutes so, send help.

GENERAL TAGLIST; : @heliads @candywh0r3 @caplanreads @hiya-its-amber @s00buwu

OUTER BANKS TAGLIST; empty

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luversgirl · 2 months

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MY OBX REC LIST, part six

( ☾ = angst, ☆ = head-canon, ❀ = fluff, ✧ = smut )

rafe cameron

— his guardian angel ❀ ☾ ( part two )

— can’t remember anything before you ❀

— modern romeo and juliet ❀

— inside of me ( woah. )

— please forgive me ☾

— meant to be ❀ ☾ ( so cute im dying )

— maple syrup ☾

— bested ( love love love this series )

— too much ☾ ( sobbing )

— letters to you ( i got letters who want to be my rafe?? 💌 )

— anything for his love ☾ ( part two 🫶 )

— no other heart ❀ ☾

— baby’s day out ✧

— patch you up ❀

— so we won’t forget ✧ ❀ ☾

— watermelon ✧

— cross faded ❀

— you’re on your own kid (best rafe series hands down)

— in this life or the next ❀ ☾

— smile (favourite rafe series istg!!!!)

— all you need ❀

— under the influence ✧

— demonstration ✧

jj maybank

— a reflection of him ❀

— endgame ( this series is just 🤌 )

— sweet dreams ✧

— phantom fights ❀

— i got you ☾ ( don’t mind me i’m just SOBBING )

— overheated ✧

— pornstar ❀ ( jj pls 💀 )

— all for us ☾ ✧ ( OH. MY. GOD )

— loving you ❀

— pocket of sunshine ✧

— a little less lonely ☾

— burnt pancakes ❀

— bereal ✧ (that’s crazyyyy)

— three seconds ☾ (part two)

— the one where jj finds out about your ex ❀

sarah cameron

— fast friends ✧

— meeting sarah’s family ☆ ❀

— play time ✧

— best friend ✧ ☾

— love & hate ☾

— wish you were a boy ☾ (too retable queen 😞)

— optimism ❀

— feels like magic ❀ ☾

— just relax ✧

— girlfriend or girl thats a friend ❀ ☾

— ur my best friend ☾ ✧

— firsts ✧

— comfort ❀

pope heyward

— clingy pope ❀ (💥💳💥💳💥 )

— in love with my best friend ☾ ❀

— drive in ❀

— drabble ❀ (i wish 😩)

— lost my whole appetite ❀

— who’s in charge now? ☾

— pumpkin guts ❀ (so cute!!!!!)

— secret game ❀

barry

— headcanons ❀

— drabble ✧ (YES, tummy and thick thigh girlies stand up!!)

— lazy morning loving ✧ (love!!!!)

— forgot you not ☾

— rafebarry (live, love, laugh, rafebarry)

— drabble ✧

— nicknames ❀

john b routledge

— snow on the beach ❀

— distractions ✧

— beg for forgiveness ☾

— older ❀

— i wanted to do it first ☾ ( dang dawg )

kiara carrera

— shower time ✧

— detention ❀

— just the three of us ✧

— unspoken desires ❀ ☾

authors note ! happy valentines day lovies! here is a valentines day gift from me too all of you, enjoy! <3

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princessbrunette · 2 months

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drabble masterlist links ♡

links to the tags found here! ₊⊹ ᥫ᭡ ⁀➴

the boys:

♡ rafe cameron drabbles etc …

♡ jj maybank drabbles etc …

♡ john b drabbles etc …

♡ pope heyward drabbles etc …

threeway romances:

♡ jj x reader x john b …

♡ jj x reader x rafe …

#drabble masterlist links ♡

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alwaysmoncheri · 7 months

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steve harrington ❧ eddie munson ❧ robin buckley ❧ jonathan byers ❧ lucas sinclair

𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬

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𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐥𝐲𝐧 𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐞-𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐞

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jj maybank ❧ pope heyward

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james conrad ❧ nathan drake ❧ walter “keys” mckey ❧ jess mariano ❧ brian o’conner ❧ ethan landry ❧ indiana jones ❧ lord tewkesbury ❧ theodore “laurie” laurence ❧ five hargreeves ❧ jim halpert ❧ todd anderson ❧ count vronsky

#sarah’s blog ──★ ˙ ̟🎀 !!#masterlist

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starfxkr · 2 months

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i need to share this thought with you skhfd. so you know in ginger snaps where ginger says “trina.. stick my fist” i’ve thinking about a scenario where reader says the same to kiara after shes pissed you off, i can’t think of a scenario rn but thats been rampant in my brain lately lmaooo

please this is literally kitten/heyward!reader and kiara because they rlly just dont along 😭 i gave her one of trinas lines in an old hc drabble! i based them on ginger actually!!!

imagine it’s after you and jj really start dating and she’s surprisingly the one who has a problem with it. he can’t even pick you up without a snide comment.

“i see you’re off to pick up your girlfriend from kindergarten.” kie crosses her arms and glares across the lawn as jj revs up his bike.

he just sighs and puts his hat back on his head, “please be nice kie, you can’t get rid of her she’s literally pope’s sister.”

“whatever.”

it should have ended there but it just couldn’t, and you were in a shit mood from shit classes and unfortunately kiara wanted to pile more shit onto it.

you were visibly irked as you walked into the chateau, making a beeline straight for the fridge without much more than a curt “wassup” to everyone inside.

“jayj i don’t get why you’re so insistent on cradle robbing, maybe you should stick to girls your age.”

that was really enough, without so much as looking up from the leftover pizza you were devouring you sneer, “kie, stick my fist.” a quick glance around the room and anyone could see the tense laughter being held back, “fucking cunt.”

with that the tension is released, pope’s snicker sets off a chain reaction until everyone but kiara was laughing, “kiara one thing you need to learn about younger sisters okay? they always get the last word man…always.”

#✨.txt #jj maybank prompt #belovedvenom #heyward!reader #this is also kitten!reader if you squint #she was the prerequisite honestly #kitten!reader is based on ginger

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