OBXTOBER

a 2024 jiara fan event

[obxtober]

WELCOME TO OBXTOBER!!!

to fill in the gap between outer banks season 4 pt 1 & pt 2, we’ve decided to come up with a little event we’re calling obxtober! the rules are super simple: there pretty much are none.

in between now and obx4 pt 2, just choose any prompt and write a fic about it, or make a gifset, or some art, or an edit. anything goes! the prompts are meant to be vague and able to be interpreted however you choose to interpret them. if you want to squeeze five prompts into one thing, you can do that as well!

(if you're posting to ao3, be sure to add your fic to the obxtober collection!)

when you’ve completed a prompt, think of it like a punch card you might get going to your favorite ice cream shop. just throw a jiara/obx/beach themed emoji over the cloud with the prompt(s) you used, and post it! tag us or use #obxtober so we can repost it. 

if you want to continue to use the prompts past part 2, you’re absolutely welcome to do that as well. the more art, the merrier. 

feel free to ask any questions!!! can’t wait to see what y’all come up with!!!

[somewhere2start]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

She falls asleep with her best friend next to her, his hand in hers, stranded on an island in the middle of the Atlantic: no food, no water, no plan, no way to get out.

She thinks briefly, fleetingly, that she kind of wouldn’t mind falling asleep like this forever.

And then she thinks, oh.

or, five times kiara loved jj and one time she said it

my @obxtober submission! this covers a TON of prompts but i don’t want to spoil too much so i’ll post all of them whenever i have the whole fic posted! 

[surf-trip]

I’m having his baby (No, I’m not, but you should see your faces)

“ I feel like this was a warning”

“Sarah, you’re a woman with an active sex life. Pregnancy scares will happen a few times”

“I mean, yeah I know but it’s a sign” Sarah sighs “I think at least to rethink birth control”

“Yeah, I’m sure it won’t hurt” Kie agrees “We can go to Planned Parenthood on the mainland next Thursday”

“I’m celibate until then”

“There’s no need for all of that” Cleo laughs “it’s not that deep,girl”

“I mean, that’s the only way to make sure it doesn’t happen” Kie agrees “I couldn’t do that but I support you if you want”

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Or the fic where Sarah has a pregnancy scare, the girls are girly and Kiara is the target of the jokes

4b spec for @obxtober

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You can read it here

[surf-trip]

Please, I’ve been on my knees (Change the prophecy)

“Where the hell have you been, JJ?”

He doesn’t answer her, just shrugs and keeps working on taking off his boots.

“Seriously, JJ. You had us worried” She only calls him JJ when things are serious and/or she’s pissed at him.

She’s pissed at him, that’s obvious but he has no strength right now to feel anything about it

“Jage, you had me worried sick”

That breaks him.

He doesn’t know what happened tonight.

Doesn’t understand what happened tonight.

Doesn’t know anything about anything now to be honest.

How can he explain it to her when he doesn’t even know himself?

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Also known as the fic where JJ goes to Kiara for comfort after his new found discovery

“What if? Canon Divergence” for @obxtober

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You can read it here

[gotskamstuff]

✨ I CAN RUN BUT I CAN’T HIDE (from my family line) ✨

Ao3 link

Many times JJ found himself in situations that brought him to intense emotions, overwhelmed and feeling like crawling out of his own skin, but he genuinely thought that nothing could ever compare to what he was feeling in that precise moment, never had he felt so disoriented.

“Nah no no no. Nah. You- Fuck this, you’re fucking with me!” he frantically spat out while turning around and once again nervously starting to pace around.

A noise came out of his mouth that he intended to be a scoff or some semblance of a bitter laugh, in reality it was an unconscious broken sob.

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Accidentally took part into @obxtober while writing this fic which I noticed perfectly falls under the prompts: 4b speculations/protective/parental complications✨

Picking up the story right where we left it with JJ dealing with this life shuttering revelation, breaking the news to everyone and learning how to accept it thanks to Kiara’s help…while also dealing with some complications.

[erinchristmaselvis]

six weeks of breathing clean air, I still miss the smoke

for obxtober 2024

[misssophiachase]

Happy @obxtober Hope you like my Lyrics/Surfing /AU story. It's a Blue Crush/Surviving Summer/OBX mix, lol.

Kiara Carrera is a talented surfer who wants to enter a local competition in hopes of going professional but doesn’t have any money. JJ is a professional soccer player in Hawaii for an end of season trip with money to burn. Surfing lessons, anyone?

My Waves Meet Your Shore

Kiara looks around, it’s still quiet this time of the morning so not a lot of foot traffic. She turns her head to look further down the beach and then it happens. A loud, sharp whack to the back of her head.

“What the hell,” she groans, holding her head.

“I’m so sorry,” a voice calls out, running over and crouching beside her. “We were playing over there and I overshot the mark.”

“That’s an understatement,” she scoffs.

“You know you could’ve really hurt my friend,” Cleo growls protectively.

“Sorry for our friend, he gets a bit carried away sometimes.” Two other guys have made their way over, if Kiara wasn’t in such shock still she’d say they were all cute even if one hit her with a soccer ball. “I’m John B, this is Pope and the loose cannon is JJ.”

“Loose cannon is right, don’t give up your day job,” she replies gruffly rubbing her head.

“Well, uh, it kind of is my day job,” he murmurs.

“What? People actually pay you to kick a ball, where can I get a job like that?”

“Not to toot my own horn or anything but I’m one of the highest goal kickers in the NPSL.”

Of course he’s tooting his own horn and if he wasn’t so cute Kiara would’ve already walked away.

His hair is blonde and wild and has a life of its own but falls into his blue eyes perfectly like some Abercrombie and Fitch model. His blue shirt half buttoned showing his tanned and toned chest just adds to the overall look. He’s not her type at all but he’s nice to look at that’s for sure.

You can read it HERE

[jojameswinter]

"Why the hell do I need to go to–” Snatching up the paper Kiara’d shoved at her, she screeches, “Cleo’s? This isn’t even in Kildare!”

“They've been operating forever and will train you pro bono, so–”

“So they owe you then?” Sarah accuses. “Willing to take some dead weight off your hands to call it even, is that it?”

“I’m trying to help you,” Kiara rages, the onion victimized by her rapid fire blade.

“No one asked for your help!” No one helped Sarah when she was stuck in that stall; no one saved her from those blinding, glittery stage lights. She’d smiled and starved and saved herself all on her own.

There was a time she’d felt horrible, even responsible, for the rift between her and Kiara. Wondered why she tried so hard at everything except this one thing. But now, crumpling up Cleo’s address in her hand, she wonders if Kiara is banking on her not trying at all.

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Read chapter 4 here on ao3!

[obxtober 2024: au, lyrics], [jiara week 2023 - day 5: based on a book/movie/show], [jiara bingo - coworkers]

jiara screencaps below from the one and only @kiekiecarrera ❤️

[intothegreat-wide-open]

for @obxtober prompt "Poguelandia 1.0"

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Maybe it's the island, or maybe it's the way Kiara looks at him or maybe that infatuation with her never really went away.

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a series of almost-moments on the island

[misssophiachase]

For @obxtober this is my Halloween/lyrics/AU story.

Neighbours JJ Maybank and Kiara Carrera apparently can't stand each other but maybe some unlikely encounters, including one on Halloween, will make them see each other in a different light.

Devils Roll the Dice, Angels Roll their Eyes

"Howdy, neighbour ;)"

Kiara knows the guy, albeit barely, and given the tone of his message she doesn’t think it deserves much of a response. So she ignores it at first until two minutes later her cell beeps again.

"I know you're there; I’m on my balcony and can hear you sighing extremely loudly through the open window. Have you had anyone look into that?"

"Who is this?"

"Cute, Carrera."

"I only gave you this number for emergencies, you know if the building’s on fire."

"Or in case you need my help with spider disposal ; )"

"That was only once and it was gigantic with beady eyes."

Kiara can only really recall one thing that night and it wasn't the spider, it was the half-clothed Adonis disposing of it.

She shivers involuntarily wishing he doesn’t still have that effect on her, but he does. Hence, why she keeps her space, at least now she has to stay away. 

"That's not how I remember it, but if you say so."

"Why are you messaging me, Maybank?"

"I'm bored ; )"

"Okay, just so you know, a winky emoji isn't going to make me sleep with you, in fact, the whole human race would have to be wiped out first for me to even consider that scenario." 

Lies, I mean it’s all lies. But as long as he can’t see through her, that’s all that matters.

"Okay you're on, I'll take a post-apocalyptic hook-up ; )"

The Winky-face emoji guy is her artist neighbour to the left. Yes, he’s good looking but he knows it. Which is his biggest problem in her view.

Their entire history consists mainly of thinly veiled flirting disguised as insults in the elevator. If he wasn’t such a man whore maybe Kiara would take him seriously. But until then it’s all just harmless fun.

Read the rest on AO3 HERE