#source: Outer Banks
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bernard: okay i'm going
tim: hey, be safe, alright?
bernard, lovingly: i will
jason turning towards damian, mockingly: be safe!
damian, hands over his heart: i'll be so safe
tim, embarrassed: will you guys stop. stop. im going to kill you
dick, who just entered the room: but how would that keep us safe?
#inspired by a tt#anyway this is so them!#tim drake#bernard dowd#jason todd#damian wayne#dick grayson#timber#dc#source: outer banks
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Matt: Hey! Be safe.
Rachel: We will.
{Rachel leaves to go on mission}
Abby: [Dramatically cupping Joes face] Be safe!
Joe: I’ll be so safe.
Matt: Would you guys stop?
Joe: [Faking tears] I’ll be safe for you!
Matt: Stop. I’m gonna kill you.
Abby: But how would that keep us safe?
#gallagher girls#gallagher girls incorrect quotes#incorrect gallagher girls quotes#incorrect quotes#source: Outer Banks#Rachel Cameron#rachel morgan#matthew morgan#abigail cameron#Abby Cameron#joe solomon#joseph solomon#Matt x Rachel#Rachel x Matt#Those two give him so much shit#he hates them#(he loves them)
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Quill: Look, you guys know me! Do I look like the type of person to fall for Gamora?
Drax:
Mantis:
Groot:
Rocket: Do you want us to answer that or…?
#incorrect quotes#guardians of the galaxy#peter quill#gamora#drax the destroyer#rocket raccoon#groot#mantis#source: outer banks
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Damian Wayne: Hey, I just want to make sure everyone here is okay with ending up in federal prison!
Jason Todd: If it gets to that then yeah, I’ll do it for Bruce.
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Patricia: Hey, be safe.
Eddie: We will.
Fabian, cupping Alfie’s face: Be safe.
Alfie: I’ll be so safe.
Patricia: Would you guys stop?
Alfie: I’ll be safe for you!
Patricia: Stop. I’m gonna kill you.
Alfie: But how would that keep us safe?
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Eddie: Steve left you willingly with me. Yeah?
The Party: Yeah, you’re an adult.
Eddie:
Eddie: Huh?
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Rafe: *talking to Topper and Kelce at the Club*
JJ: *working at the club*
JJ: *walks up behind Rafe* *sneezes obnoxiously*
JJ: Sorry, I'm allergic to bullshit
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cleo: truth or dare?
pope, hesitantly: truth
cleo: do you want to kiss me?
pope, panicking: dare
cleo, leaning in: i dare you to kiss me
pope: never have i ever-
cleo: THAT’S NOT THE GAME POPE
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jiara week day 1 - 18 months later
Summary: After an unexpected run in, Kiara finally attempts to work through what happened with her parents.
Word Count: 9,524
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She’s so lost in thought, inspecting various local produce and imagining the boys’ praise when she proves that vegetables actually can taste good, a battle she’s been waging for years, that she almost runs directly into the back of him.
Her father.
She freezes, the sounds of the market fading away, immediately transported back to that moment. Being dragged across the driveway, fingernails clawing at the fence as she desperately tried to cling to her past. To what was familiar. Screaming for her parents, for anyone, to stop what was happening.
And they’d done nothing.
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Read more on ao3!!!
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OUTER BANKS SEASON 3 OUT FEBRUARY 23!!!
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#outer banks#obx#outer banks netflix#obx netflix#outer banks season three#outer banks season 3#obx season three#obx season 3#netflix#fucking finally#source: my netflix account basically
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Y/N: Time for plan G.
JJ: Don’t you mean plan B?
Y/N: No, we tried plan B a long time ago. I had to skip over plan C due to technical difficulties.
Pope: What about plan D?
Y/N: Plan D was that desperate disguise attempt half an hour ago.
John B: What about plan E?
Y/N: I’m hoping not to use it. Sarah dies in plan E.
Kie: I like plan E.
#basically kie in season one before the boat scene lmfao#obx#obx2#outer banks#outer banks season 1#obx incorrect quotes x reader#source: incorrect quotes generator
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will you be continuing any of your fics? specifically your jiara ones? <3!
Ummmm prooooobably not...? Maybe? The jiara fics, I mean. I don't want to say yes and then never update them but as of rn it's very much up in the air haha.
To keep it brief, I have not been having a good time in the obx/jiara fandom. I stepped away a while ago and every time I check back in, it's like...ugh. A lot of it's turned me away from having the want to get back into all my fics, which is frustrating bc I still have so many left unfinished and unposted. And tbh s3 jiara left a bitter aftertaste in my mouth sooooo yeah. Not ideal lol.
I have a few that I would like to post for Jiara July but...realistically I might sit it out again.
I AM, however, also aiming to participate in a bingo event for another year that's given me some more ideas and forced me to blow the dust off of some of my old obx wips. So far, I have a few new ones started, one of them centered around a jiara-esque plot iahdjfkkf so maybe that'll see the light of day.
(Hope this made some semblance of sense lol sorry if it's not what you were looking for! In case I do give up with my jiara fics, I do have finished obx gen fics that I'm quite fond of, feel free to check em out :))
#outer banks#jiara#obx fic#ngl im scared to even hint at my opinion of s3 bc...it just feels like theres no space for it#actually writing anything relating to it has been a s t r u ggle#and i could rant for hours on my multiple year long relationship with this boat show#and how it used to be the only source of comfort for me but alas i will not#anyhoo
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i feel like jj is absolutely obsessed with ur stretch marks, like say you'll be cuddling or something and u have ur leg resting on his hip and he's just running the pad of his thumb over ur stretch marks GRAHHH im losing it
been sitting on this one for a while.. my apologies♡︎
the blanket was tousled messily at the foot of the bed from your continues fidgeting, the outer banks heat was never kind to you this time of year. eventually getting up and cracking the window open, in hope to at least get a little rest, standing on your toes to reach and opening the latch, jiggling it a little to crack some paint, after all the chateau was old, you were sure this window hadn’t been opened in years.
you whipped your head back around, bare feet padding back towards the bed, you averted your eyes back up to the bed, plopping down on it to see jj seemingly awake, laying on his back with his hands behind his head, smirking. maybe. it was hard to see much in the dark, the only light source was the moon coming through the gaps of the overgrown plants taking over the outside of the shack slowly.
“mother nature claiming what’s her’s.” as pope would say, effectively saying the chateau was a shit shack. relaying it to john b continuesly in hope to get him to cut it down, he never did. you were glad in that moment, being able to admire your boyfriend’s face, illuminated by the pale light. “what?” you giggle, a little conscious, wrapping your arms around your stomach. he blinks slowly to cut out his staring and shakes his head playfully. “nothin’.” he sniffs and grabs your arm, pulling you on top of him, giggling as he does so, he laughs too, hiding his face in your neck. “shh.. we’re gonna wake the others” you laugh out, pulls away from your neck and smirks.
“ahh.. fuck ‘em. ‘s just us.” he whispers, flipping you back onto the bed and pulling you into his side, you nuzzle your face into his neck and breath in through your nose, a smile gracing your face at the smell. it was just so jj.
you lean up and capture his lips in a deep kiss, which he returns, groaning into your mouth, resting his hand on your thigh and gliding his thumb mindlessly over your stretch marks.
after a few seconds, you pull away, suddenly feeling self conscious, staying close enough to him for your lips to brush when you squeak out the question. “what’re you doin’?” he pulls away, blinking a little fast as he looks at you, mumbling out “hm?”
“what’dya mean baby?” he mumbles, kissing along your neck slowly.
“m’ stretch marks.” you whisper out and he lets out a little chuckle, pulling away from your neck for a second.
“they’re pretty.” he whispers, charming little smile on his face as he watches the insecurity creep onto your face. “them tiger stripes ain’t got shit on you, ‘kay?” he smiles and places gentle kisses along your neck, eyes flicking up to see your reaction, smirking when you smile, slowly sliding down your legs as he whispers against your navel. “lemme show you how pretty they make you, yeah?”
#jj maybank blurbs#anon ꨄ︎*#jj maybank#jj maybank smut#jj maybank obx#jj maybank x reader#jj maybank fluff#jj maybank headcanon
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Nebula: [is mad]
Quill: I mean, really, what did I do?
Nebula: You liked me.
Quill: What?
Nebula: When people get close to me… I feel trapped.
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JJ: Heads up, we got a bogie on our six!
Topper: What does that even mean?
Pope: Bad guys behind us.
Topper: You could've just said that.
JJ: Bad guys behind us!
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under the influence
words: 1.4k
warnings: 18+ only, smut, blowjob, dubcon, blackmail, mentions of forced sex, throwing up, drunk!reader
your head pounds as you stumble towards whatever light source is in front of you. your vision is glazed over, only amplified from how tired you are.
“y/n?” a voice calls out.
you open your mouth to respond but your feet trip over a crack on the sidewalk and you fall forward, barely catching yourself with your hands.
“ah, shit.” rafe groans, rushing over to check on you. he turns you over so your back is now against the pavement. “what happened to you?”
“was at a party.” you manage to get out before turning your head and throwing up. rafe gathers your hair for you as you vomit onto the sidewalk. “got really drunk.” you say when you finish, spitting to get the taste out of your mouth.
“yeah, i can tell.” rafe scoffs. “want me to take you home?”
“no-” you shake your head, looking up at rafe with tears in your eyes. “my parents would kill me if they found out.” your mind reels, tears suddenly falling which quickly turns into sobs.
“hey, hey, shh.” rafe tries to comfort you, his hand coming to rub over your shoulder. “shit, shut up. you can stay at tanneyhill.”
“really?” you squeal, mood instantly turning around, a smile replacing your frown.
“yeah just… just get up, come on.” rafe helps you stand up, annoyed that you're ruining his plans for the night, but not wanting to leave you out here to fend for yourself.
you know rafe mostly through your families, both being prominent members in the outer banks. you've grown up around each other, and while you’ve been kind of flirty in the past, in never progressed into anything.
rafe loops an arm around your waist, helping you walk towards his house. rafe had planned to walk to a party, probably the same one you're leaving from, before he came across you.
“are your parents home?” you ask, knowing that you'll have to sneak past them, as they will definitely tell your parents if they saw how obviously wasted you are.
“no. it's just me at home. ward, rose and wheezie are gone for the weekend and sarah is who knows where.” rafe rolls his eyes at even having to mention his sister.
“probably john bs.” you comment, before throwing out a snide remark. “dirty pogue.”
it makes rafe smile, remembering that you harbor the same feelings towards the other side of the island that he does.
rafe leads you inside his house before having to basically drag you up the stairs. he leads you into a guest room before letting you flop down onto the couch.
“you know i had plans for tonight, and now i gotta stay here and make sure you don't die of alcohol poisoning.” rafe says, wanting to make sure you know how much of a pain in his ass you are being.
“im sorry.” you pout, and it stirs something in rafe, seeing you laying splayed out on the bed, sorrowful look on your face and big doe eyes looking up at him.
“you know, you could do something to make it up to me.” rafe offers.
“like-like what?” you ask, blinking up at rafe.
“suck me off.” rafe says, watching you process and then react to what he just said.
“but-but! we are friends rafe you don't want me to do that!”
“i wouldn't ask if i didn't want it.” rafe shrugs. “besides, i was definitely going to hookup with a girl tonight, so im settling with just a blowjob, unless you want me to fuck you too?”
“no, no.” you shake your head quickly. you think about leaving, about walking out of tanneyhill, but you're not sure your legs can carry you that far. “ill suck you off.”
“good girl.” rafe says, rubbing over his crotch as you reposition yourself, flipping to your stomach and moving yourself to the edge of the bed.
“you're gross for this, rafe.” you say, even as you swat his hand away and rub over his length through the layers of fabric.
“we can always stop and i can take you back to your parents. tell them what a naughty girl you've been, getting drunk then rubbing at my dick.”
“no, no.” you shake your head. “im gonna do it just give me a sec.” you unbutton rafes pants slowly before tugging the zipper down, trying to force your mind to sober up as he tugs his pants down, taking the underwear down at the same time, revealing his half hard cock.
“oh my god, you’re so big.” the words slip out of your mouth before you can help it, making rafe chuckle.
you cautiously reach for his cock, wrapping your hand around the base and slowly beginning to stroke up and down, waiting for him to fully harden before you even attempt to put it in your mouth.
“come on, y/n.” rafe encourages you, stepping closer and pressing his thighs into the edge of the bed. you open your mouth and cautiously take a lick over the head of his cock, eyes sliding shut when you realize how good he tastes on your tongue.
you quickly take more of him, mouth swallowing his cock as you bob your head. rafe moans, tangling his fingers in your hair as you work on his cock, all apprehension gone the second you actually felt him.
“fuck, if this is how good you are drunk, i can’t imagine you sober.” rafe groans. he never really thought about you in a sexual way before, always just a background character in his life that he’d joke around and flirt with, but it was never serious until now.
“yeah?” you smirk as you pull off, taking a deep breath, your hand immediately beginning to stroke him to make up for it.
“we’ll see if you even remember this.” rafe laughs, tugging on your hair, forcing you to retake him in your mouth. you choke slightly before regaining composure, sucking his cock deep into your mouth, managing to go all the way down and pressing your nose into his skin. you credit the alcohol flowing through your veins as the reason for your gag reflex not playing up, along with the confidence you have managed to muster up.
“are you sure i can’t fuck you?” rafe asks.
you shake your head no while still swallowing around his cock. you know you’ll wake up and regret this, but the regret is a million times better than the punishment you would face from your parents.
“maybe in the morning.” rafe grunts, hands tightening on your hair as he begins to snap his hips forward, keeping your mouth in place, not caring that drool is dripping down your chin and that your hands are fisted on the comforter, gripping it so tightly that you can feel your nails digging in to your palm through the fabric.
“so good, baby. keep sucking.” rafe commands, knowing he isn’t going to last much longer.
rafe lets out a groan and you feel him swell inside of your mouth before releasing, cumming straight down your throat, his hands keeping you pushed down on his dick, even when you try to pull away and take a breath.
rafe makes sure you stay on him for his entire high, throat constricting around his dick until he pushes your head away, cock flopping out.
you cough, wiping at your mouth. “i can’t believe you made me do that.”
“aye, chill out, y/n. you were certainly acting like you enjoyed it.” rafe laughs, tapping your cheek as you recoil. rafe tucks his cock back into his pants, redoing the button.
“yeah, whatever.” you roll onto your back, moving so your head is back over the pillow. your eyes close,
“scooch over.” rafe commands, making you furrow your brow and look at him.
“what for?”
“i like this side of the bed.” he explains.
“you’re not sleeping in the same bed as me, fuck off.” you wave your hand.
“nah, you’re too drunk. gotta make sure you don’t puke all over the sheets.” rafe explains, hand coming to your hip, pushing so you have no choice but to roll to the other side of the bed.
“too drunk to sleep alone but not too drunk for me to suck your dick.” you roll your eyes. “make it make sense.”
“hey.” rafe glares at you. “don’t make me wake you up with my cock inside you. shut it.”
he reaches over and shuts off the light, casting the room into darkness. you let out a sigh to show your disapproval of the situation but don’t say anything more as the silence stretches out a few minutes.
“rafe?”
“what?”
“can you hold me?”
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