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witchwyfe · 1 year

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Hey!!! I hope you are doing well!! Happy Almost Valentine’s day!! Could I get “could you have found a bigger teddy bear?!” and "forehead kisses" with Topper, please? You write him so well!! Thank you!! 💞

prompt - "could you have found a bigger teddy bear?" + forehead kisses

pairing - topper thornton x female reader

a/n - no stop bc i was literally hoping someone would request topper with the teddy bear thing bc it's so him :') thank u my luv

“Oh, my god.” You shake your head in disbelief when Topper pulls up in front of your house.

He’s beaming, rolling the window of the Jeep down to greet you with a kiss. His lips are soft against yours and you’re just starting to taste his strawberry chapstick when he pulls away with a grin.

“Hi Dovey.” He can’t seem to break his smile. “You ready to go?”

“Hm, yes.” You grin. “I wanna see where you’re taking me.”

“Bout another hour and you will.”

Topper Thornton is a romantic through and through. And he won’t deny it. And a gentleman. So, you’re surprised when he doesn’t jump out to open the door for you, like he literally always does. You’re not upset, just surprised.

And when you open the door, you realize why he wanted you to do it yourself; a massive teddy bear sits in the passenger seat, complete with a red bow around its neck.

“Oh my god,” You exclaim, feigning exasperation.

“Sorry baby, looks like there’s no room, you’re gonna have to sit in the back.”

“Top,” You pout cutely. “You didn’t have to. I, wow, could you have found a bigger teddy bear?”

“I did, but it wouldn’t fit in the car.”

You throw your head back, laughing, while your boyfriend quickly hops out of the car, relocating the teddy bear to the backseat, and shutting the door, just so he can open it again for you.

“You’re ridiculous.” You say, despite the smile you can’t keep off your face. “I love you.”

“You’re beautiful.” He presses his lips to your forehead. “I love you too.”

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rafesaddiction · 5 months

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The tight end (or: Football Lessons) – Rafe Cameron x Reader

Summary: You need to study for your exams and Rafe wants to watch the football game with his friends. Studying is boring and you need a little help from the boys. Rafe is not pleased.

Warnings: mdni! – heavy smut, spanking, rough sex, p in v, semi-public sex (they can hear you), fingering (they sure can see that), possessiveness, kinda size kink cause rafe is big, bratty!reader, grumpy!rafe, dom!rafe, mean!rafe, amused!barry, curious!kelce, i-can't-with-this!topper

Word count: 1.5k

Tagging @dream-pink , @dope-trope-105 since this is most definitely Rafe Cameron smut. Enjoy!

a/n This is none of the stuff I said I was working on, just something short to indulge myself. Something light and fun. It kinda takes place in the same “universe” as Hole Practice, but it's not part 2. Comments, reblogs and likes are more than welcome. They keep me from going insane. Go Panthers!

“Gonna get myself another beer,” Rafe groaned as he lifted himself of the la-z-boy.

“Might need something stronger to suffer through this shit show.”

He looked at Barry who had made the comment and was pointing at the tv screen with his beer bottle.

On the screen the Panthers were literally fucked up the ass. And they deserved it as they delivered their worst performance ever. This game really sucked. Rafe hadn't bet any money, but he took it kinda personal when his favorite team performed this shitty. It totally ruined his mood. To be fair, it didn’t take much to ruin Rafe's mood, but this was like in the top 20 of mood-ruining events. And this was supposed to be a nice relaxing evening, watching the game with his friends. Yeah, Barry was now officially one of his friends and none of Rafe's kook friends ever doubted his status – if they had, that would totally have ruined Rafe's mood.

“While you're at it, pretty boy, fetch me another one too,” Barry shook his half-empty bottle and grinned at Rafe, who had stopped on his way to leave the living room.

“Anything else I can do for you?” Rafe said in a sarcastic tone, frowning.

“You have some of these tiny snack bites? Diced cheese with a toothpick?”

Rafe shot Barry a deathly glare, who just chuckled.

“Uhm, I'd like another beer, please,” Topper's voice came from the left and Rafe's head spun around, making the blond shrink into the couch and mumble some sort of apology. Next to him, Kelce snickered.

Frowning, clenching his jaws, Rafe went to the kitchen – without killing one of his friends, yet.

Still frowning, Rafe rummaged through the fridge to get four bottles of beer. There were actually some cheese bits, which he left there, but he took a bag of chips out of the pantry, and returned to the living room.

And stopped in the doorway, almost dropping the beer at the sight of you sitting on the armrest of Barry's la-z-boy. You had your back to Rafe and were obviously engaged in some very intense conversation with Barry. You had drawn up your legs and were kinda kneeling sideways on the armrest. You wore one of Rafe's t-shirts, too big for you, but barely covering your ass. Your legs were naked – apart from the cat paw socks you wore.

“What are you doing here?”

You were not supposed to be here. You were supposed to be upstairs, studying for your upcoming exam. You were definitely not supposed to be cuddling up to Barry.

Rafe was fuming as you craned your head back to him and gazed at him with innocent eyes.

When you saw him, a sweet smile appeared on your face.

“Hi, Rafey.” Rafe flinched at the hideous nickname, but you continued speaking. “I was looking for you. I needed some help with opening a water bottle and Barry was so nice to help me.”

Barry sat up, looking at Rafe, winking at him and showing said water bottle.

“Always a pleasure to help a damsel in distress,” he said, his gold tooth showing as he grinned at Rafe whose face had turned red by now, his features tensed up, his nostrils flaring.

“And now he’s telling me all about the tight end.”

You smiled.

Barry grinned.

Kelce snickered.

Topper choked.

Rafe growled.

“Upstairs. Now.”

“But –” you turned towards Rafe, your feet dangling from the armrest, you looked up at him, pouting.

“Now!” Rafe barked and you flinched.

Having put the bottles and chips on the coffee table, Rafe walked up to you, grabbed you, threw you over his shoulder and carried you with him, despite your squealing protests.

Rafe sat you down on the kitchen island. You looked at him, with big eyes and sulky lips. His hands rested on either side of you.

“The fuck were you doing? I specifically told you not to come downstairs!”

He glared at you through narrowed eyes, tilting his head to the side.

You lowered your gaze, your fingers playing with the hem of the shirt you were wearing.

“I was bored,” you admitted in a soft voice. Then you looked up, just with your eyes, meeting his.

“Please don't be mad at me,” you nibbled on your bottom lip, effectively directing his gaze. Then your lips parted, you breathed out and he saw the corners of your mouth twitch. “Rafey…”

He let out an angry growl, grabbed you, flipped you around and you squealed as your chest was pressed down on the hard surface of the kitchen island. Rafe shoved up your t-shirt and his hand hit your butt, only covered by your pink lace panties.

“Don't. Ever. Call. Me. That. Again!” Rafe growled between gritted teeth and each word was accompanied by a slap on your ass.

You cried out, then tried to muffle your cries and whimpers by covering your mouth with both your hands, as Rafe gave your ass a very thorough spanking. He didn't care that your whining and crying could surely be heard in the living room as he hadn't bothered to close any of the doors.

One hand holding you down as you tried to wriggle your way out, while his other hand mercilessly slapped your ass and thighs, leaving marks in the form of his hand print.

His palm started burning and your skin must have felt as if in flames by now.

He was panting heavily behind you, his eyes on your ass as he pulled down your panties. He noticed the soaking wet stain and his hard cock twitched inside his pants.

You were a whimpering mess, your body trembling and only focused on the burning sensation his hand had caused, or you would have noticed what he was up to and you would surely have complained that you were still too sore from when Rafe had fucked you under the shower this morning.

You cried out as he pushed his hard cock into your tight pussy. He growled as he felt your walls clamping around him. He gave your already sore ass another slap, then started thrusting into you in a relentless rhythm, deep and hard, punishing you by using your body to satisfy his own needs. Your cries turned into whimpering sounds as he gave you what your body so desperately craved for.

Whatever you tried to say came out as a whining noise. His name was the only intelligible word you were able to utter.

“Rafe,” you cried.

“Rafe,” you moaned.

“Rafe,” you begged.

He grabbed the back of your neck, pulled you up, made you turn your head and his lips met yours in a fervent kiss, devouring and bruising. He felt you clench so hard around him and moaning into his mouth as you came around him. Pushing your trembling chest flush against the surface, he fucked you through that orgasm, savoring your heated body's uncontrolled convulsing, your shameless moaning and enjoying knowing that he did this to you, that he was the only one who made you feel this way.

Rafe came with a groan, his cock buried up to the hilt inside your soaking pussy, filling you with his hot cum. He felt how you tensed up at the sensation and your walls clenched, milking him.

When he pulled out, you whimpered.

“Shhh…” He caressed your back as he cleaned you with a kitchen towel and put your panties back on.

Rafe cradled you into his arms and carried you back to the living room.

Barry chuckled, but didn't say a word as Rafe shot him a menacing glance.

Rafe reclined in his chair and you cuddled up to him, burying your face at his heaving chest. You were still trembling, your legs drawn up to your own chest and you were clinging to Rafe, when he caressed your back with one hand, the other hand holding a beer bottle as he focused on the screen again where the Panthers had somehow managed to turn the game around.

Rafe's hand trailed along your thigh and you flinched. You pressed your mouth against his chest and he heard you whimper as his fingers brushed over the sore skin. And not only he could hear your little whining sounds has he grabbed your ass.

Barry looked at you from the corner of his eyes and then grinned at Rafe, slightly shaking his head, lifting his bottle to drink.

Kelce licked his lips as his eyes moved over your body.

Topper stared at the tv screen, clutching his bottle so hard, his knuckles turned white.

Rafe’s hand shoved your shirt up, rubbed over your bruised cheek. His fingertips pushed your panties to the side and slid between your folds, eliciting a sweet mewling sound from your lips.

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cute-sucker · 1 month

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irregular heartbeat

[31.3.2024]

note: erm, so i wrote this. idk how i feel about it...(if u find the taylor swift reference u will forever have my love) words: 1.8k warnings: drinking, swearing, heavy angst, slightly dark!rafe, toxic relationship

dating rafe cameron in secret was supposed to be fine.

it was supposed to be easy. you never passed his way on the island, and when you did he was his gang.

the kooks.

each one had a rich family and shit ton of daddy issues. kelce, a cold fish, topper, the charming one and rafe…the deadly one. the one that you were supposed to stay away from.

you were independent even out of school. your parents had needed help with two younger siblings. you went you fended for yourself, taking your sister to soccer practice and coming to your brother's plays. you had a one-track mindset. that was staying clear of trouble.

oh boy, but when rafe came in. a smirk on his face, sunglasses glinting in the sun, and a groggy voice that made you want to rethink all of your decisions.

some said trouble followed him, while others disagreed calling him the root of all the problems.

you never expected to fall into his clutches. your family had been dirt poor and you were on a scholarship to kook academy, passing with flying colors. you were ready now to graduate with your hands closing on the degree, and finally run away from figure eight forever.

yet it wasn't school where you met him.

it was when you had been dropping off your sister when he set his eyes on you. you were supposed to start a new life, but somehow you liked the way he offered you a new breath of air.

you liked the danger, and the intrigue surrounding him, and you liked doing something dangerous. you had always been reliable, you had always been the one to hang around your friends telling them it was time for you to go home.

you'd always been the straight a' student, good girl, and now you smiled back at him and that smirk spread on his face you left excited.

it was almost as if he understood you. it was the way he liked your sweet smile, always giving you time. he understood your hardships and shared some of his own - telling you about his difficult relationship with his father, running to get your coffee, and at one point holding you so tightly during the times you were like you were going to fall apart.

then he had asked you out. you felt like you were living the dream, retracing his freckles at night, and feeling the way he smiled at you. he was everything at you. you would never admit it, but even your sister had caught on.

her 10-year-old mind saw you lingering on rafe cameron, and she gave you a sly smile, telling you that you deserved it.

you liked that.

you liked the sweetness and the venerability that he brought out in you. you liked the way his arms could fold you, and the way you felt so safe. you liked the way he smiled at you in the morning after you stayed. this sweetness in the venerable laziness with his arms spread out and you could feel the steady beat of his heart.

dependable.

trustworthy.

lovable.

he was like a nightmare dressed like a daydream.

rafe cameron was a whirl of emotions. an unpredictable hurricane that came quietly and viciously. you hated the clear lies you heard in his voice and the way he drank to death. the bottle was attached to him, and his eyes were harsh, with his words even harsher.

no longer could you see the race that you loved.

you felt abandoned. all of sudden, it felt like everything was falling apart, as you tried to take care of everyone forgetting about yourself.

you'd cry and cry like you had never had before. your knees held up to your chest, and this fear, this constant fear followed you everywhere because you loved him. god, you loved him, desperately to the point of damming everything you had.

and you swore you had lost everything until he'd let you curl into your lap and he'd whisper sweet nothings in your ear. then you'd believe everything was going to be okay.

but here you were again, beer bottle tilted drinking every drop, while you aimlessly swayed to the beat as the party music blared. you felt weightless, died yet so alive at the same time. you were supposed to be placed.

yet you were dwindling to nothing because of rafe cameron.

he had told you were his love, his one and only, and yet he had just ignored you, pretending not to know you.

you wanted to scream.

in all honestly you always felt like crying, and then telling his friends what was going on. you were fucking 17 years old, and you were supposed to be out of this phase. out of this phase where you craved being a teenage dirtbag.

no, now you felt like a dirty secret as if he didn't want people to know that he was dating a filthy pogue on the other side of the island. he was ashamed of you.

these thoughts swirled in your head with no stop, and you felt more your hands shake and eyes blur with tears, as you tipped a bottle to your mouth. the more you thought about the situation, the more beer you drowned.

and all of a sudden you danced, your body in sync with the music, and you were next to the bonfire, too close, so warm. maybe you should take something off, it was way too warm, as you stumbled to get your top off.

suddenly you felt someone helping you.

topper.

"hey, are you okay?" he asked, drawing you away from the fire. you squirmed away from him, as your cup fell to the ground.

"'m fine, why?" you gulped down your drink with enthusiasm, "you know you should tell your friend to fuck off. he's an asshole." you sputtered out, trying to sit down only to lose your footing completely.

topper caught you in time.

"maybe you should stop-" he muttered, gently guiding your cup away from you. you felt like you shouldn't let him take your cup yet your hands wandered aimlessly in his direction.

"i'm a complete loser," you hiccouped, as you sat on the ground. "i'm in love with him. i'm in love with rafe fucking cameron."

topper raised an eyebrow, nodding silently as if he had heard this before.

then you found yourself sniffing sadly, and felt more confused. "why are you even listening to me babble? you don't even know me."

your tight minidress was slipping up your thighs, and you saw him glance before catching himself.

he laughed at your comment, almost as if he was surprised himself. "i don't know. all i know is that you seem familiar," he confessed, cracking a confused smile. you couldn't help but laugh just a little.

he was nice.

"seriously top, seducing a pogue? couldn't find other good fucks?" a dark voice drawled.

you turned to face the half-obscured face in the darkness. it was rafe, hat turned backwards, anger flickering in his eyes, an eerie expression on his face.

"shut up rafe," topper shot back, rolling his eyes. he looked amused almost as if he was enjoying this exchange of words.

you glared at rafe, placing your hands on your thighs. "maybe i should go fuck someone. i feel like it, y'know?"

rafe snapped to look at you.

you got up, sudden bravado in your heart. "you know what? i'd rather fuck anyone here then-"

his eyes.

that was what stopped you in your tracks. it was the fact that there was something so murderous, and you could tell that he was warning. yet you didn't want to stop. you wished he could drown in the ocean, or just leave you.

he let out a mirthless laugh, and then stepped closer to you, "let's talk.''

it wasn't a request, but you stepped closer to him, watching the way his breath hitched, and the way his hand itched to pull down the short dress you had on.

you stepped so close, it looked as if you were going to kiss him. you found yourself feeling cruel.

"stay away from me, rafe.," you whispered, and then walked away from him. but you knew that he wouldn't let you go without a fight, as he relentlessly followed you across the bonfire.

"talk to me," and then before you knew it topper was gone, and the two of you were shoved into a dark corner. you saw other couples making out, but none of them could care less about your presence.

his eyes searched for something in yours. he was so close, his heat rubbed off you and you waited for him to say anything.

"what the fuck is wrong with you?" he hissed, "what happened right there," he whispered, and he looked so concerned you wanted to break right there in front of him.

"you. you're what happened. you're breaking me." you breathed out, hot tears streaming down your face, and his grip on your arm got even tighter.

you gasped at the pain, and he quickly let go of your hand. he had hurt you, and he was-

"i-" he murmured, and then tried to draw you closer to his chest, "i love you. you know i would never hurt you."

you shook your head, as you sobbed. yet when he opened his arms you flew into them. he stroked your hair and buried his head in his chest.

"somethings wrong," you mumbled and he gently tilted your head to get a good look at you. you could barely understand the look on his face. he was so unpredictable.

"you've had too much to drink, darling."

then he kissed your forehead so gently, that a tear escaped your face. he was kissing all of your bruises and you would let him do anything to you.

"i missed you, you're gone all the time," you told him, latching onto his arm.

"i'm right here," he assured you, and you shook your head.

"no, no."

he wouldn't get it.

you closed your eyes, his ache in his heart growing. you could hear his heartbeat, and no longer did he sound steady. instead, it was irregular. you wanted to believe he was the same rafe cameron you fell in love with, but sometimes. . .

sometimes you couldn't even recognise him.

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mrsstarkey1 · 1 year

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approval - jj maybank

REQUEST: "could u write a lil fic where reader is dating JJ secretly and she's toppers sister??? and he finds out and gets all mad - it can end however u want! thanks" requested by @sofiatheseconf

WORD COUNT: 1.0k

WARNINGS: curse words

a/n: check out my most recent jj fic

“Shh, will you be quiet?” you whisper-yelled to JJ as he practically stomped up the stairs in your house. “My mom and Topper are here,” you said sternly as you closed your bedroom door quietly.

He rolled his eyes, letting himself fall down on your bed. “Maybe we should just tell Topper,” he said with a shrug and your eyes snapped to him, giving him a look that just screamed, 'absolutely not.'

You laid down next to him with a sigh, “as much as I hate sneaking around all the time, I think I would hate having my boyfriend murdered by my brother more.”

“You have a decent point,” he said, followed by a dramatic sigh. “I just want the world to know about us.”

You turned toward him, eyebrow raised, “the world?”

JJ rolled his eyes, “you know what I mean.”

“I know,” you said softly, turning yourself over to look at him. “I don’t love it either, but you gotta admit, the risk of getting caught is a little thrilling, isn’t it?” You said slowly, tracing the skin under his t-shirt.

He let a smirk play at his lips, nodding slowly. He re-positioned his body so he was hovering over you. You propped yourself up on your elbows, kissing him hungrily. He moved down to your neck, planting wet kisses down to your collarbone.

“Hey y/n, Mom wants to know if-” you instinctively pushed JJ off of you at the sound of Topper's voice, and JJ landed on the floor with a thud. “What the fuck?” Toppers familiar angry voice echoed through the your now dead-silent room.

Your eyes stayed widened in a state of shock, eyes flickering between the two boys in front of you. “I was wrong, this is not thrilling,” you mumbled to yourself.

JJ shot up off the floor, and Topper snapped out of his shock and started toward him. You pushed yourself off the bed quickly, hurriedly blocking Topper from your JJ. “Wait, wait.”

“What the fuck is going on in here y/n?” you opened your mouth to speak, “actually no, don’t tell me. I don’t want to know. But whatever it was, it’s over.”

“You can’t be serious,” you said with a scoff.

“I’m more than serious, I don’t want to see that pogue around you ever again. Understand? I’m not letting you out of my sight.”

He was not kidding. Over the next couple weeks, where ever you went, he went. Where ever you ate, he ate. Where ever you shopped, he sat on the bench outside the store. He even watched your tennis practices. He would practically hiss at every pogue who even came within 10 feet of you. Even when he wasn’t with you, he had one of his dumbass friends watching your every move as if you were a child that needed babysat.

You’d been annoyed by your brother before, obviously, but this took it to a whole new level. You were furious.

Though he watched you like a hawk when you were out and about, he somehow never thought to watch you when you were home. Once you realized he hadn’t checked on you in your room once, JJ started to sneak into your room almost every night. It was baffling that Topper hadn’t figured it out yet.

He would sneak in through your window around 9:00 every night, so it was dark enough so he wouldn’t be seen but light enough so he could see what he was doing.

One night that planned to come over, he had fallen asleep unwillingly. He didn’t wake up until midnight with about a million missed texts and calls from you. He threw on a shirt quickly sent a short text before heading to your place.

He climbed up to the roof, paying more attention to his feet on the slick roof from the rain, rather than to where he was going. He held his hand out until he found glass, knocking on it softly.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me,” JJ heard a loud, muffled voice from the other side of the window that definitely wasn’t yours.

“Fuck.”

The window opened abruptly and JJ was pulled into the room, landing on the wood floor. “Didn’t learn your lesson, pogue?” Topper yelled, standing over JJ fully ready to beat the hell out of him.

JJ held up his hands in surrender, “just let me explain, alright?”

“Explain what? That you’ve been sneaking into my little sisters room to-” he scrunched his nose in disgust, shaking his head. “To do God knows what.”

JJ pushed himself off the floor and onto his feet, “listen, we’re not just having-” he stopped when he saw Toppers glare. “Sorry,” he mumbled, mentally cursing himself. “We've been dating for three months, Topper. It’s not just a meaningless fling, it’s serious.”

Topper stayed silent, eyebrows furrowing in deep thought. JJ continued to plead his case, “I know we don’t have a great history, okay? But I don’t even care about any of that anymore. I love her man,” JJ admitted quietly, saying the words out loud for the first time.

Toppers head snapped up, meeting JJ’s eyes and searching for sincerity. He took a step closer, taking in a breath. JJ didn’t move a muscle, doing his best to appear confident.

“Just so you know, I don’t like what I’m about to say. But I love my sister, and I want her to be happy,” Topper started, jaw clenched. “One chance; you get one chance. You break her heart, and you’re gonna have a lot more broken.”

JJ nodded, holding out his hand for Topper to shake, “I’d never hurt her,” he said simply, obvious genuineness laced in his voice.

Topper firmly shook his hand with a short nod.

You peaked your head around Toppers opened door with a smile, deciding it was okay to reveal yourself now. You had heard the entire conversation, including a certain phrase that you couldn’t wait to say back to JJ.

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hazyspiderwebs · 10 months

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You were currently still daydreaming about the first kiss you and JJ shared. A text notification broke you out or your daydream. “Let’s go out.” JJ was known for spontaneously making plans but this time was different. He was actually asking you out on a date.

As you got to the dock you were surprised to see JJ with all of the Pogues accompanying him. You tried to hide your disappointment. “Y/N!!” JJ excitedly greeted you as he helped you into the boat. His hand held yours as you steadied yourself. You noticed his hand lingered for longer than normal but you tried to push the thought aside. As you were mentally at war with yourself JJ handed you a beer well his beer specifically. You wanted to just forget the stresses of life so you ended up finishing the rest of JJ’s beer in one sip as he watched in amazement. “Atta girl Y/N! I’ll get another one.”

You lost track of how many beers you and JJ split. What you weren’t expecting was to end up at a kegger. The Pogues split up and you followed Kie as she introduced you to some other people. As the night went on you got up to walk around and stretch your legs a bit. As you turned a corner you suddenly saw JJ kissing another girl. Your heart completely dropped. You normally weren’t a confrontational person but the alcohol suddenly gave you some courage. You could feel the heat rising through you as your anger steadily built up the closer you got to him.

“JJ what the hell?!” You asked followed by a light smack to his head. “OW what the hell was that about?” JJ asked as confused as you with his teeth clenched. “Really JJ? A touron? I expected more from you.” “Well that seems like a you problem.” You couldn’t help but roll your eyes at his childish remark. “I thought we were a thing.” You accidentally let the words slip out that you had so carefully been trying to hold in. “Why would you think that? You know better than anyone I don’t believe in labels Y/N.” His last sentence followed by saying your name felt like a million stabs directly to your heart. “Yeah you’re right I shouldn’t have expected anything from you. Enjoy your touron.”

JJ’s words echoed in your head as you made the long trek back home. A voice suddenly calling your name brought you back to reality. “Y/N are you okay?” Topper asked genuinely concerned. Until now you had been completely oblivious to your own tears. “Um yeah I’m fine what’s up?” You asked trying to shift the conversation away front the obvious. Topper could sense something was up but he knew better than to question it. The two of you never really interacted that much. Your friend groups were rivals so naturally you usually avoided eachother.

“Do you want me to take you home?” He asked finally breaking the silence between the two of you. “Please” you responded with your voice barely above a whisper. “Are all guys shallow?” Your question caught Topper off guard. He glanced back at you before looking back at the road. “I think that depends on who you associate with.” “A guy that doesn’t believe in labels apparently.” “Oh. That’s definitely code for when a guy wants to keep his options open. I would recommend not staying around that kind of guy personally.”

The rest of the car ride was silent with the radio serving as background noise. After Topper parked he looked over at you and his heart broke for you. “Hey if you ever want to hang out with me and my friends here’s my number.” You saved his number and text him your name so he’d have your number. The two of you talked some more and he noticed you were getting tired. “Hey go get some sleep.” “But I don’t want tonight to end.” You pleaded. “I promise this won’t be the last night we talk.” His words made your heart skip a beat. You told him to text you when he got home. 10 minutes later he sent you a smiley face indicating he was home safely.

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inez-winchester-cameron · 4 months

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rafe × sweet!reader. shes toppers sister and comes to visit her brother with fresh baked goods for all his friends too of course! She catches his eye and might end up in his bed.

cw: rafe x thornton!fem!reader, 18+ (smut), talk of innocent reader, getting walked in on.

note: i was originally gonna make this a lil fic but this is pure smut, just a little drabble. still accepting requests :)

rafe loves sweet little things like you. he loves corrupting innocent girls that have never seen a dick in their lives, or even kissed someone and that was exactly you. topper always chased away any of your chances at actually getting somewhere in a relationship. but topper trusted his buddies not to make a move on his sister and that was his mistake.

"anyone ever touched you here, sugar?" rafe whispers, rubbing his hand along your inner thigh as you make out with him. this is your second make out session with him and he was getting impatient.

"n-no.." you stutter out.

"may i? i'll be real gentle, i promise."

bullshit. next thing you know you're in the missionary position, your legs on rafe's shoulders as he ruins you with his cock. rafe is in no way small, not in height and certainly not in dick size. your little pussy struggles to take him, as you've always been too nervous to try shoving anything inside.

"i've thought of his so many times, sweet girl," rafe grunts out, "your pussy's so pretty and it's all mine. you're mine. you're gonna be my sweet girl forever..should've known you'd have such a pretty and slutty pussy. it's always the innocent ones.."

your pussy clamps down on him, never wanting to let him go and the most unholy noises leave your lips. neither of you even hear the door open.

"RAFE, WHAT THE ACTUAL FU-"

#outerbanks #rafe cameron drabble #rafe cameron x reader #rafe cameron oneshots #rafe cameron #rafe cameron smut #obx #obx smut #outerbanks smut

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ervotica · 4 months

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𝗯𝗮𝗺𝗯𝗶'𝘀 𝟮𝗸 𝗱𝗶𝗿𝘁𝘆 𝗳𝗶𝗰 𝗳𝗲𝘀𝘁 !

thank you angels for 2k! i appreciate every single one of you more than you'll ever know <3 to celebrate, i present to you the kink wheel! simply spin the wheel and you will be assigned a kink. pick a character (or a couple) and feel free to add any context/anything else you would like to see, pop it in my inbox and i'll write a drabble!

characters included; rafe cameron, poly!rafebarry x reader, jj maybank, topper thornton, poly!rafetopper x reader, cato hadley, felix catton, oliver quick, loki laufeyson, coriolanus snow

keeping the character list short for this one to try and prevent myself from burning out! (like i did on my 1k celly) but have fun with it, and if you have any questions feel free to ask :)

tagging a few mutuals (please rb for reach!); @rafetopia @rafescokenostril @rafesmuse @rafeysbafey @rafesthroatbaby @rvfecamerons @wife-of-all-dilfs @eddiemunsons-missingnipple @chrrymunson @cinnamoncunt @targaryenvampireslayer @oncasette @oceandriveab @pxgeturner @ajokeformur-ray @anglbby444 @sociorafe @shellxrls @drudyslut @drewstarkeyslut @venuslore @sadfury @gplol @kissitbttr @lyndys @lovetrt @vampieteeth @blondbrat @morwap @moremaybank @murdrdocs @mysticmunson

#bambi's 2k dirty fic fest #rafe cameron x fem!reader #rafe cameron smut #rafebarry x reader #rafe x barry x reader #rafe x topper x reader #topper thornton x reader #jj maybank x fem!reader #jj maybank smut #topper thornton smut #felix catton smut #felix catton x reader #coriolanus snow x you #coriolanus snow x reader #oliver quick #oliver quick smut #oliver quick x reader

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garbinge · 9 months

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When Summer Ends (4)

Topper Thornton x Maybank!Sister OC Nicky Maybank From these August Prompts: “Necessary Theft"

Summary: Nicky Maybank, JJ’s older sister, just graduated. Her summer break was supposed to be normal. Work, party, chill. But then she somehow Topper came into the mix. Fun little summer romance fic with the twist of a pogue navigating a relationship with a kook.

A/N: A little update for my favs.

TW: All my fics are 18+. Cursing, angsty.

Chapter Index

Word Count: 1.6k

Taglist: @drabbles-mc (Let me know if you’d like to be added to the taglist!)

Nicky woke up to the sound of water splashing, her eyes opened wide from the noise when she realized she was in the hammock at the chateau. Her memories of the night prior filled her head. She was out with Topper, like she had been for the past few nights. The two of them mainly spent their time more south than the cut, away from prying curious eyes of Kildare. Occupying parks, beaches, sometimes they even just stayed parked in Topper’s car and talking, laughing…making out for hours. That didn’t stop her from her usual shenanigans with the Pogues, while she was around a lot less, she tried to keep up her appearances to avoid anyone saying anything. And if they did, she’d say she worked late, was spending time with friends from her grade that even though each Pogue knew, they wouldn’t ever run into them let alone ask if it was true.

As she came to it she saw John B on the dock tying the HMS Pogue to the boards, likely what the splashing was that woke her up. The fire pit was ashing out, just small embers pulsing as the low breeze killed any hopes of it picking back up. The empty beer bottles and silence outside of the docking boat let Nicky know she was the last one here, it wasn’t that it was unlike her to sleep at The Chateau but lately she was very aware and preservative of her time. Her hands searched for her phone in the hammock and found it. 2%. It was enough for her to check the time and her messages.

9:54AM

Topper 7:14AM:

You still wanna go take the boat out today?

She quickly responded back with the little battery she had.

Nicky 9:55AM:

Yea, sorry I was asleep. Wanna go in the late afternoon? Sunset ride?

After hitting send, she crawled out of the hammock and placed her phone in the back of her jean short pocket. John B was making his way up the dock to the yard.

“Sorry to wake you!” He chuckled.

Nicky stood in the yard, hand on her hip and other hand shielding her eyes from the sun. “I’m sure you owed me a wake up call!”

John B laughed at that. “That’s true, you normally are the early bird Maybank.”

“Speaking of Maybanks, JJ went home?” She looked around at John B approached.

“Uh,” John B paused to think of what to say. “Yea, I think, he left here kind of early.”

“Freaky Friday.” Nicky smiled oblivious to John B being on edge. “Alright, I’ll catch ya later.” She threw up the peace sign and turned to grab one of the many bikes JJ and John B shared between themselves.

Nicky tossed the bike against the house before dredging her way inside. Her phone pinging before she entered the porch door.

Topper 10:09AM:

Sounds good, pick you up normal spot at 4?

But before she could respond, the noise of banging from inside the house alerted her and she placed her phone back in her pocket, she tried to open the porch screen quietly but it was old and creaky so it was impossible. Whoever was inside didn’t mind or hear the creaks so Nicky proceeded with caution. It could have been some of low life townies breaking in and stealing whatever was around, but more likely it could have been her father back from whatever bender. She hoped it was the shithead townies, she could scare them easily but her father, that was a whole other beast.

The living room was quiet when she entered but immediately a figure walking by in the kitchen alerted her. Her eyes jumped to the person. JJ. Relief exhaled out of her mouth and the tension left her body immediately as she rested against the back door.

“Jesus Christ, JJ. You scared the fuck out of me.” Another sigh left her mouth as she stepped closer to the kitchen. Her relief was short lived when she saw tons of metal pieces and parts littered on their kitchen island and counters. “JJ, what the fuck is this?”

“It’s our rent, our bills, our past dues, and oh yea,” he lifted up a copper part and smiled at his sister, “free, fun, spending.”

“JJ what the fuck is all of this?” Nicky wasn’t nearly as happy as her little brother was. Their entire table space was covered, as she got a closer look she realized they were boat parts, some older and rusted and some brand new.

“Boat and drone parts from the salvage yard.” JJ was so nonchalant in how he answered.

“JJ.” Nicky stared at everything.

“Nicky.” JJ mocked her with a laugh.

“Tell me you didn’t steal all of this.” Her hand raised to her forehead as she processed everything.

“What does it matter, I can sell this shit off on the mainland and it’ll never come back to us.” JJ acted as if he had everything solved.

“There’s fuckin trackers in the drone parts, JJ!” Nicky lifted the one part of the drone that was still on.

JJ was quick to grab it from her and smash it on the table along with the other one he had as well. “Problem solved.”

Nicky closed her eyes as she tried to think of what to do. “This is fucking theft, JJ.”

“I’d like to consider it necessary theft.” He tilted his head from side to side as he leveled with his sister.

“That’s not a real fuckin’ thing, JJ.” She kept saying his name, like that was going to ground him or something. “And even if it was, necessary theft would be stealing food or clothes, something of necessity!” Her voice raised.

“I’m pretty sure money is a necessity, and these parts = money, Nicky.” JJ was getting aggravated.

“And what happens if Dad comes home, huh? Sees this shit and fucks off with it? Then what? Then we’re left with the crime and nothing to show for it.” Nicky began arguing with him.

“Dad’s not fucking coming home. You know that!” JJ met her tone. “C’mon, Nick, we need this.”

“No, I’m taking care of us. Rent is paid through till the fall, there's food here isn’t there? Our bills are next to nothing because we’re never really here.” Nicky argued the anger boiling in her gut. She did everything to avoid this.

“Exactly, you’re never here!” JJ yelled now, his voice being fully raised. “I had to step up!”

“For what reason?! Everything was taken care of! You don’t realize this is just digging you into a hole you’re never going to get out of, everything I do is so you can avoid this shit but you always end up back in it, what the fuck is wrong with you, JJ?!”

The last sentence cut. He was just trying to help. Nicky knew that, but she was frustrated.

“I guess I’m just a chip off the ol’ Maybank block.” JJ was hurt, Nicky could hear it in his voice. He was starting to walk away when Nicky blocked him.

“Fuck, JJ. No I’m sorry.” She grabbed his arms. He looked down at her uncomfortably. “I just, I don’t want this for you, I don’t want this for us.” She pointed at the parts. “I try so hard for us to live comfortably and legally.” She laughed hoping JJ would ease down.

He did let out a chuckle. “I appreciate you wanting to help, I always do. But this will do more harm than good. We gotta bring it back, or dump it somewhere that it can’t be tracked back to us. It’s too risky to bring it to the mainland and sell it.” Nicky explained in a more calmer voice.

JJ just nodded, his disheveled hair falling into his face as he did. Nicky nodded back and brought him in for a hug. “I love you, little brother.”

“Love you too.” He mumbled as he embraced the girl back.

“You want my help dealing with this?” She pointed to the mess on the table as they ended their hug.

“Nah, I’ll call John B. We got it over, we can get it back.” His hand raked through his hair.

Nicky smirked thinking back to John B coming back to the chateau this morning and feeling like an idiot for missing the obvious display of anxiety he had from hiding all of this from her.

“I got plans in a bit but you wanna hang out tomorrow? Just me and you? I heard I’m never around anymore.” Nicky’s eyebrows raised as she stared at her brother who let his head fall down in a laugh.

“Yea sounds good, we can catch the morning break if you’re down?”

“Sounds like a plan, I’m gonna go shower, I smell like the bonfire from last night.”

JJ nodded again and turned to take care of the hundreds of parts scattered everywhere while Nicky turned to lock herself in the bathroom. That was a lot to digest, there was a lot done and said. While she thought she was doing a good job at hiding things, she was MIA a lot and exhausted from hiding things. But she still felt this was better than the alternative, for now at least. She turned the shower on and as she let the water warm up she brought her phone out.

Nicky 10:25AM

“Usual spot in an hour?”

Topper replied within seconds.

Topper 10:25AM

“Eager to see me? I’ll be there.”

#OBX #outer banks #outer banks netflix #OBX fanfic #OBX fanfiction #outer banks fanfiction #JJ Maybank #JJ Maybank Sister #Maybank Sister #OC Nicky Maybank #OC Nicky #topper thornton #john b routledge #Topper Thornton x OFC #Maybank!Sister

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honeybear-yammy · 1 year

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Blurb/Drabble Request Idea

CLOSED

So, I do have a pretty bad case of writers block at the moment but, I came up with an idea that has helped me in the past to get my creative juices flowing lmao. I mean I have also been a little unmotivated but, I think this will also help with that too. Pretty much I will put some smut and fluff prompts below and you guys can send in one for me to write. Now, they won't be long fics like imagines but either headcannons, blurbs, or drabbles, whichever of the three I decide to do for each fic.

Event Start: February 8th 2023

Event End: February 13th 2023

Navigation | Masterlist

Information About The Event Below The Cut!

Rules

send a prompt + character from the list below.

please keep it to only one ask per section please.

18+ for the smut prompts or at leas 16+.

please don't mix prompts together, only one prompt per ask this time!

only request for characters mentioned since not all characters from each of the fandoms i write for will be there.

please don't get mad at me if i don't answer your ask when you want me to, i can only do one at a time.

only send prompts that are mentioned below please.

also please give me a little bit of context for what you want the blurb to be about unless you just want me to write anything for the prompt.

anyone can participate in the event.

Characters

JJ Maybank - Outer Banks

Rafe Cameron - Outer Banks

John B Routledge - Outer Banks

Topper Thornton - Outer Banks

Eddie Munson - Stranger Things

Steve Harrington - Stranger Things

Billy Hargrove - Stranger Things

Damon Salvatore - TVDU

Stefan Salvatore - TVDU

Klaus Mikaelson - TVDU

Maddy Perez - Euphoria

Nate Jacobs - Euphoria

Cassie Howard - Euphoria

Xavier Thorpe - Wednesday

Tyler Galpin - Wednesday

Rudy Pankow - Celebrity

Drew Starkey - Celebrity

Chase Stokes - Celebrity

Austin North - Celebrity

Joseph Quinn - Celebrity

Smut Prompts

Prompts by @streets-crimes

{ Putting } a hand over their mouth to be quiet.

{ Calling } them late at night to come over.

{ Licking } their neck to make then gasp.

{ Crying } because of how good it feels.

{ Holding } their shoulders for stability.

{ Kissing } the marks you left on them.

{ Interlacing } your fingers during it.

{ Waking } them up with oral.

Prompts by @leneemusing

[ SIT ] for one character to finger the other who sits in their lap fully clothed, keeping an arm around their waist to make them stay still.

[ RISK ] for one character to drive and finger the other who is in the passenger seat.

[ WATCH ] for characters to cuddle on a couch while watching tv and one of them begins to finger the other but stops every time they make too much noise.

[ DELAY ] one character is trying to get ready to go somewhere while the other keeps kissing them and unbuttoning/unzipping their clothes.

[ MESS ] our characters are supposed to be cleaning up in the shower after sex, but sender starts to finger receiver.

[ TENSION ] one character is patching up the other's injuries which leads to intense eye contact, lingering touches and then finally crashing their lips against each other's.

[ DEBATE ] our characters are arguing because receiver is worried and overprotective of sender, but when they get up in each other's faces they end up kissing and groping at each other.

[ SENSUAL ] for sender to slowly undress receiver, caressing and kissing every part of them they expose.

Fluff Prompts

Prompts by @streets-crimes

{ Wrapping } character wrapping them in a warm blanket straight out of the dryer.

{ Kissing } character kissing them and watching them blush.

{ Making } character making their favorite meal just because.

{ Taking } your character stargazing.

{ Tucking } your character into bed when they find you on the couch sleeping.

{ Dancing } in the kitchen with your character at night.

{ Baking } your character a birthday cake to surprise them with.

Tagging People Below

@pankhoeforlife @strokesofstokes @adventuresinobx @drewbooooo @ceceswriting @blueicequeen19 @gillybear17 @lovedetlost

#yammy's fics #event #yammy's events #prompt #prompts #smut prompt #smut prompts #fluff prompt #fluff prompts #smut #fluff #writing #writing prompt #writing prompts #we love writers block #but i think this will be fun

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witchwyfe · 2 years

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hello sweet lola! could i request ❛ why can’t i come with you? ❜ with topper?? thank you xoxo

Topper Thornton x female reader

“Why can’t I come with you?”

thank you for sending in bestie!

“Why can’t I come with you?” Topper whines from your bed, where’s he’s dramatically splayed out on your pillows.

“Babe, I told you twice, it’s girl’s night and you are not invited.”

“I know, but I haven’t seen you like all week. It’s hardly fair.”

“Shut up,” You giggle, rolling your eyes playfully.

“I could just put on one of your dresses and none of the girls will even notice.”

“Top, no.”

He pouts again, pulling your blanket over his face.

“You’re such a baby.” You joke, turning back to the mirror to apply lip gloss.

“Your baby?” He wonders hopefully, peeking out from the blanket.

“Well yeah.” You say like it’s obvious, and it is. “But still a baby nonetheless.”

“I love you.” He says fondly, blue eyes practically swimming with hearts.

“I love you too.” You grin. “And you can come over when I get back if you want to.”

“Of course I want to.”

#mine #my work #my writing #witchwyfe writing #witchwyfe 1k #lola's 1k #topper thornton #topper thornton x reader #topper thornton x you #topper thornton imagine #topper thornton oneshot #topper thornton prompt #topper thornton drabble #topper thornton blurb #topper thornton x y/n #outer banks topper x reader #topper thornton fanfiction

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starfxkr · 2 months

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I’m happy you enjoyed the newest part of Drabble 2!😊

I was gonna include Topper’s actually ridiculous name but then remembered the wouldn’t have called their Captain by his first name.

But yes, on official paperwork or whenever he goes to someone’s house and is announced by a servant he is:

‘Captain Thaddeus Michael Thornton the Third’😂

you're headcanon for toppers real name is the funniest shit I've ever heard because its so egregiously white and rich like I know when he's introduced there's a faint snicker somewhere

#✨.txt #haven247

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oncasette · 2 years

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# — 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐒

# — 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐄 𝐎𝐍 𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐇

rafe cameron, jj maybank, topper thornton

RAFE CAMERON

blurbs

nsfw

concepts

rafe’s new hair

JJ MAYBANK

drabbles

loving you

you think jj needs space. jj thinks he needs you more than ever.

blurbs

sfw

TOPPER THORNTON

concepts

react by the pussycat dolls

#jj maybank #jj maybank x reader #outer banks #masterlist #rafe cameron #rafe cameron x reader

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writingreadinglurkingandsmirking · 9 months

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✍🏼𝓇𝑒𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝑔𝓊𝒾𝒹𝑒𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑒𝓈✍🏼

updated august 8, 2023

i reserve the right to refuse any request, regardless of if they meet my guidelines or not. all of these guidelines are subject to change at my discretion as i see/realize things i do/don't want to write.

current request status: open it's worth noting that i do not know how long exactly it will take for me to turn out requests as i have many projects in the works and also have a full time job, so just be patient with me. also, when i actually post the request, it likely won't be answering the ask it's sent as, so either be on the look out or ask to be tagged in it.

💖𝕗𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕠𝕞(𝕤) 𝕚 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕨𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣💖

outer banks

👤𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕚 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕨𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣👤

rafe cameron

sarah cameron

kiara carrera

pope heyward

jj maybank

john b routledge

topper thornton

💻𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕚 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕨𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕖/𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕖💻

one shots

drabbles

blurbs/concepts

moodboards

text aus

social media aus

song fics sometimes

🔎𝕡𝕠𝕧'𝕤 𝕚 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕨𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕖🔎

first

second

third (Iimited, omniscient)

✅𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕚 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕨𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕖 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥✅

𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙡

fluff

angst

hurt/comfort

smut/nsfw*

character x reader content

occasionally character x character content**

𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙛𝙞𝙘

female reader

gender neutral reader

NSFW: piv sex, oral sex, impact play, daddy kink, brat reader/character, dom/sub tones, dumbification, degradation kink, praise kink, overstimulation, breath play, unprotected sex, pain kink, threesomes, cnc, dub-con, stepcest maybe

🚫𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕚 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕨𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕖 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥🚫

𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙡

minor characters in any context

incest: this isn't asoiaf like goodbye

typically i will not be writing active addiction (drugs, alcoholism, etc)

𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙛𝙞𝙘

exclusively male reader

miscarriage

self-harm

NSFW: underage anything, all out non-con, no bodily fluids or excrement other than cum, incest, torture, pregnancy sex, no aftercare - especially if in a bdsm context, minor/adult anything ever

✨𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕖𝕟𝕕 𝕚𝕟 𝕒 𝕣𝕖𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕥✨

let me know in the request if you want y/n used or avoided. And let me know if there are any specific pet names to use or avoid as well.

when sending, send in some format similar to this: "can you write something for [character] x [reader/other character] where [this thing happens] and [this thing happens too]?"

example: "can you write for topper thornton x reader where they're best friends and he doesn't realize he's in love with her until reader gets hurt surfing or something?"

example: "can you write something for kiara and jj where they're able to actually just spend some time together and be happy for two seconds?"

example: "can you write a sarah cameron x reader smut based on the song pray by xana?"

*note: the types of smut i will write can vary greatly depending on the actual content itself. there are some kinks that i will not write for as listed above. even if a kink, etc. is not listed above under content i will not write about, again, i reserve the right to not write whatever request is sent in. there are some things i may just not be comfortable writing that i can' think of right now. **note: every so often, if requested i may be willing to write for an actual ship from a show. but, i'll be honest, it probably won't be very often.

#request guidelines #obx request guidelines #my writing #obx

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inez-winchester-cameron · 4 months

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Outerbanks Masterlist

Rafe Cameron Drabbles (<1k words)

pogue!reader (cw: smut)

sweet!topper'ssister!reader (cw:smut)

onlyfans!couple (cw: smut)

dark!rafe and age gap (cw: smut, abuse)

reader mocking rafe (cw: implied smut, age gap)

rafe x jj'sgf!reader (cw: smut, more tws on post)

rafe x bratty!younger!reader (cw: smut, non-con)

public play (cw: dark!rafe, public smut)

first time giving head (cw: younger!reader, smut)

controlling (cw: fluff)

bestfriend!rafe x virgin!reader (cw: smut)

exile (cw: angst)

JJ Maybank Drabbles (<1k words)

choking kink (cw: making out/mentions of smut)

sweet talker jj (cw: fluff, implied smut)

acrylics (cw: fluff, smut)

dark!jj x reader (cw: non-con, dub-con)

caught (cw: smut, getting caught)

heyward!reader (cw: impliedish smut, fluff, crack)

shower sex (cw: smut)

comforting jj (cw: implications of smut)

jj teaching you how to ride (cw: smut)

Topper Thornton Drabbles (<1k words)

x bratty!reader (cw: smut)

#obx #outerbanks #rafe #rafe cameron smut #rafe cameron #rafe cameron drabble #rafe cameron oneshots

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collecting-stories · 2 years

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going to midsummers with topper please

The unnerving amount of pressure you were feeling, even as you tried to assure yourself that you looked great, had everything to do with Topper’s ex-girlfriend. You weren’t part of that friend group but you’d heard all about Topper and Sarah having been the ‘it’ couple at midsummers last year. The party was as much for gossip as it was for anything else and you just kept running over all the negative ways you didn’t add up to Sarah.

There was a tapping on your bedroom door and then Topper appeared. “Hey, your parents let me up.” He supplied. His suit looked amazing on him and you couldn’t help the nagging insecurities that popped up once again. “Everything alright?”

“I’m just nervous I guess,” you shrugged, careful not to wrinkle any fabric as you crossed your arms. “I don’t know.” It was a dismissive answer, untruthful because you knew exactly what was bothering you.

“Why’re you nervous?” He looked genuinely concerned and you were almost annoyed that he couldn’t put two and two together. “You’ve been to like, a million of these.”

“Yeah, not with Sarah Cameron’s ex,” you huffed before you could stop yourself and you immediately felt guilty when Topper frowned. “I’m sorry, I just…feel like everyone’s gonna compare me to her and I’m gonna come up short.”

“There is no way that’s true,” Topper replied. “Besides, Sarah and I…I mean that was a train wreck. You know that, you’ve heard all the horror stories.”

You nodded, “yeah.”

“So you know that midsummers was just for appearances. This,” he gestured between the two of you, “going with you to midsummers is because I wanna be with you. I don’t care what anyone else thinks, I just wanna get drunk and dance terribly and appreciate how seriously gorgeous you look tonight.”

“Okay.”

“I’m sorry you’re not feeling as excited for tonight as I wanted you to.” Topper apologized.

“It’s not your fault.”

“It is,” he replied, “if you’re having doubts then it is and I swear to god I will prove every doubt wrong.”

“I believe you.”

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