#johnbroutledge

[sapphirebluejewel]

Endless List of Platonic Relationships I Love - The Pogues

"We never leave a pogue behind."

[babeydollx]

Call Me Daddy | John B Routledge

୨୧ Warnings: cursing, smut, bondage, daddy kink, spanking, slight choking kink, oral sex (male receiving), p in v, sexual content, unprotected sex, 18+ MDNI.

୨୧ Pairings: John B Routledge x Female Pogue Reader.

୨୧ Summary: In which Y/N and John B come back from being out on the marsh with their friends all day but, while they were out with their friends, Y/N had been teasing John B and being bratty the whole time so when they come back to the chateau, John B decides to take care of Y/N attitude.

୨୧ Word Count: 1.6k+ Words.

୨୧ Author's Note: sorry for not uploading a lot recently, I've been struggling to figure out what to write. This was requested by someone on Wattpad.

© Babeydollx 2024, please do not steal, copy, modify, repost, or translate my work.

You walked into The Chateau, John B following closely behind you. "Well, today was fun, wasn't it?" You asked with a smile as you turned around to look at your boyfriend but you smile quickly faded when you saw the look on his face. "Baby, are you okay?" You asked softly as you slowly walked up to him. You went to cup his face with your hands but before you could, he wrapped a hand around your throat, earing a gasp out of you.

"What the hell were you doing out there today?" John B asked, his tone darker than usual. "What are you talking about?" You asked breathlessly, the hand around your throat turning you on even more. You could feel your arousal pooling between your thighs at this new side of John B. "You know damn well what I am talking about, Y/N." He growled quietly. "You have two options, you can either tell me why you did it right now." He said as he watched your expression change. "Or if you don't tell me, I'll just take you over my lap and spank you anyways." He said before smirking when he saw your eyes widen.

But you still couldn't be bothered to tell him the truth. You knew that he knew why you were doing it, the reason was obvious. But he wanted you to admit it to him but, for some reason you would rather the second option. You stood there in front of him as you squeezed your thighs together, staying silent. John B looked down to your thighs before looking back up at you. "That turned on already baby?" He asked with a smirk before letting go of your throat. Before you could respond, he threw you over his shoulder and carried you to his bedroom.

You squeaked when he threw you over his shoulder. Once you were in his bedroom, he set you down on the ground before sitting down on the edge of his bed and pulling you over to him so he could lay you across his knee. Your whole body jumped when you felt the first harsh smack hit your ass. Before you could even say anything, another harsh slap landed on your ass. "I- John B-" You gasped but before you could finish your sentence, he fisted your hair, pulling your head up so you were looking at him.

"That's not the proper name to use for me, babygirl." He said with a growl before planting another harsh slap on your ass. You yelped as he did so before he pulled on your hair a little more. "Use the proper name, baby." He said as he waited for your response, his hand finally stopping it's assault on your ass. "I- I'm sorry, daddy.." You whimpered and looked up at him innocently. "Good girl." He said before giving your ass one last harsh slap and then gently kneaded the now reddened flesh. You sighed as he did so, the feeling easing the stinging sensation.

"Get on your knees, now." John B said as he let go of your hair. You scalp was a little sore from him pulling on your hair but you got down on your knees like he asked you to. You looked up at him, waiting for his next request. "Well, what are you waiting for? Take them off." He said as his head motioned to his swim trunks. Your hands rubbed up his legs and thighs before the reached the hem on his swim trunks. Your delicate fingers wrapped around the hem before you slowly pulled them down until they pooled around his ankles.

You wrapped your hand around the base of his cock before flattening your tongue on his shaft, licking a long strip up the shaft before reaching the tip. You licked the precum off his cock before taking just the tip into your mouth, swirling your tongue around it as your hand began to stroke his dick. His head fell back as he moaned out. You pulled yourself off, making a 'pop' sound as you pulled your mouth off the tip of his cock. You licked up his dick a second time but this time when you reached the top again, you began to take him into your mouth. John B's hand tangled into your hair as you took him deeper.

You bobbed your head as you sucked his cock, hollowing your cheeks so you could take more of him. You eventually managed to take all of him down your throat, your nose brushing against his pelvis. You then slowly pulled yourself off but, before you could take him in your mouth again, John B stopped you. You looked up at him confused, tilting your head. "Fuck baby. As much as I love you taking me like that, I want to cum inside of you." He said, causing your thighs to squeeze once again. He smirked when he saw you clench your thighs. "Seems like you like that idea too, don't you?" He asked as he moved some hair out of your face.

"Yes daddy." You said softly as you bit your lip. He pulled you up before removing your bikini, tossing it somewhere onto the floor. After he removed your bikini, he laid you down on the bed so you were laying on your stomach. As you laid there, you felt him take your hands and put them behind your back before feeling cool metal against your skin, the soft clicking sound confirming to you that you were being cuffed. John B grabbed your legs before positioning them so you were positioned in downward dog, your cheek pressed up against the pillow.

He rubbed his hard cock through your folds a few times before positioning behind you. He pushed into your slowly, the feeling of being stretched out causing you to moan quietly. Once he bottomed out of you, he began to fuck you roughly. You gasped at the feeling, your hands grabbing at chain that linked the two cuffs together. "Fuck daddy-" You moaned as he continued to pound into your pussy. He placed one hand on your hip as he fucked you, the other hand coming around to wrap around the delicate column of your throat.

"So, have you learned your lesson, princess?" He asked as he continued his brutal pace. Tears prickled at your eyes from how intense the pleasure was. You nodded as you moaned out. His hand tightened around your throat a little bit as he came down close to your ear as he continued to fuck you. "Say it, what did you learn?" He asked as he gently bit your earlobe. "N- not to tease daddy- oh fuck-" You sentence was cut off by another moan as he picked up the pace, slapping your ass as he did so. "And will you do it again?" He asked as his cock began to hit your g-spot.

You just moaned, too cock drunk to answer his question. He slowed down his pace to an agonizingly slow pace but before you could complain about it, he slapped your ass harshly. "I fucking asked you a question. Answer me." He said as he slapped your ass once more. "Will you do it again?" He growled. "N- no, I promise I won't do it again, daddy." You moaned. "Good girl." He said before resuming his fast pace. You moaned out loudly as he fucked you mercilessly. You felt that familiar knot tightening in your stomach as he fucked you.

"Fuck- daddy, I'm gonna cum!" You moaned. "Please let me cum daddy, I'll be a good girl for you I promise-" You moaned as you felt your orgasm approaching. He chuckled darkly. "Fuck baby, I didn't even have to tell you to beg and yet you did it. You must be pretty desperate to cum, huh?" He asked with a smirk. "P- Please, please let me cum daddy!" You moaned, trying your best to hold your orgasm until he gave you permission to let go.

"Come on, cum for me princess." He said as he landed once last slap onto your ass, picking up the pace afterwards. A scream tore through your throat as your whole body trembled from the orgasm that was crashing into you. You saw starts as you came all over his cock. He fucked you for another minute or two before coming inside of you, painting your walls white. He pulled out of you before releasing your hands from the cuffs. He tossed them aside before laying down beside you, pulling you into his arms gently.

You smiled and nuzzled his neck softly. "I love you, JB.." You said tiredly into his neck. "I love you too, Y/N." He said with a smile as he kissed the top of your head gently. You dozed off in his arms before he eventually fell asleep with you, the two of you snuggled up together in a blissful slumber.

୨୧ Author's Note: tysm for reading, lovies!

[honeybear-yammy]

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

Could you do this one with John B? Maybe Y/N is sick during it? - 🎨

I'll Always Take Care Of You

Warnings: Y/N being sick, besides for that pure fluff.

Pairings: John B Routledge x Female Pogue Reader

Summary: In which John B takes care of his girlfriend Y/N when she gets sick.

Author's Note: tysm for the request!

Blurb Event

© Honeybear-Yammy 2023, please do not steal, translate, copy, or transfer my work.

You whined as you curled up in your fluffy sweater. You had been sick with a flu for the past day or two now. It was horrible. John B came in holding a tray. On the tray there was a mug that was steaming with tea most likely, a bowl of hot soup, a bottle of juice, and a few other things that would help your flu symptoms.

You slowly sat up before fixing the pillows so you could prop yourself up on them comfortably. "How is my girl feeling?" John B asked with a small frown as he put the tray down by you on the bed before sitting down on the end of the bed. "I still feel gross." You frowned as you picked up the warm tea and sipped it.

"Aww.. I'm sorry, princess." He said with a frown. "I hate it when my girl is feeling like this." He rubbed your leg softly. "Well, I'll be better soon.." You said with a weak smile. "I know but, I want you to get better quicker." He chuckled quietly. You smiled a little and put your cup a tea down before you gently squeezed his hand. "But I'll be okay." You smiled. John B nodded.

"Oh and I just remembered something." He said. "What's that?" You asked. "I found your favorite blanket and I decided to throw it into the dryer for you so it would be all nice and warm for you. I figured that it would be nice to have a blanket that was all warm and cozy for you while you're sick." He said with a smile.

"You did?" You smiled. "Yeah, I know that when it gets colder you love to have your blankets all nice and warm so, I figured that since you were sick that you'd like them warm too." He said. You smiled before you herd the dryer beep meaning your blanket was done in the dryer. "Okay, I'll be right back, babe." John B said with a smile before getting up and walking out.

You waited for him on the bed in your shared bedroom. After a moment or two, John B came back in with the fluffy, warm blanket that was fresh out of the dryer and he wrapped it around you before kissing your head lovingly making you smile. "Mm.. thanks, love." You said with a smile. "You're welcome, princess. I love you." The brunette boy said with a smile. "I love you too, baby." You said smiling back as John B kissed your forehead.

Author's Note: tysm for reading!

[maybebanks]

Nothing Ever Happened

JJ Maybank x Routledge!Reader

angsty ⚠️violence

It was the first time you’ve been out on the Pogue since your father had been officially pronounced lost at sea. Or in other words, dead.

Your brother, John B hadn’t taken it well. After all, you heard them fighting the day he took all of your rent money and disappeared.

“You’re a shit father!”

Your father didn’t stop packing his things, “I’m gonna have to disappear for a while, bird,” Big John spoke.

“Dad?” You said groggily from just waking up, “please don’t leave,”

He stood by the door and nodded down, “don’t worry kids, it’ll be like nothing ever happened,”

“Whatcha thinking about?” JJ nudged you back to reality.

The wind was blowing your hair in all directions, when you turned to him, your hair blew in your face.

JJ laughed and helped brush it aside.

“Nothing,” you shrugged, “just that I missed the boat,”

He nods, “and she missed you.”

You rolled your eyes. JJ always thought boats had feelings, ever since you met him in the third grade.

Kie sat next to you and JJ, “have y’all thought of what we’re going to do this summer?”

“I’m cool with anything. You know, except getting arrested,” Pope added.

JJ smirks, “if I can teach Y/n to talk her way out of a crime, I can help ya dodge the cops,”

“What crime, exactly, Y/n?” John B asked, he was steering the boat.

“Uhh well you know, the usual,” you brush off.

“Actually I don’t know. Enlighten me,” he had a little sass in his voice, Kie just laughed.

“Smoking weed, baby,” JJ chuckled, fumbling with his zippo lighter.

“JJ! You snitch!” You shouted, slapping him on the shoulder.

“I ain’t no snitch! What’s wrong with smoking weed?” JJ asked.

At this, John B tackled JJ but JJ weasels his way on top. John B laughs and Pope hops on the pile. Kie follows and finally you join the laughing group.

After the sun starts to hide it’s face, the group heads back.

Kie and Pope head home to their loving, and most likely, worried parents. And you and John B head inside the Chateau while JJ prepares a fire outside.

He would probably spent the night with you. You knew about JJ’s home life. :(

When you walked inside to grab something to eat, you noticed John B, touching his hand to a picture of Big John hanging on the wall.

You sighed, and placed a comforting hand on his shoulder, “I miss him too,” you said.

“No one misses him more than I do,” John B muttered. It wasn’t meant to offend you, he just knew where you stood.

He broke a promise to you. You really believed he was gone, for good.

“You know dad wouldn’t want this. I’m worried about DCS...nothing can fix this,”

“We’re fine, Y/n/n,” he said bitterly.

“What if they split us up-“

“They won’t,” John B stated.

You scoffed, “and anyway, John B? I miss him just as much as you do,” you added. You were trying to leave, maybe check on JJ, until John B ignited the argument.

John B shrugged your hand off of him, “yeah. When he comes back I’ll be sure to tell him that,”

Your mouth went dry, you knew it was hopeless to argue with John B, he didn’t want to believe the fact of it all.

“When are you going to get it in your thick skill, he’s not coming back!” You exclaimed, the subject angered you, and John B never listened.

“Shut up!” He shouted shoving your shoulders back with force, it wasn’t enough to nock you off your feet.

“John B-“

“Where’s your proof huh?! I didn’t get a body! We didn’t have a damn funeral!” he rebuked.

“He left us. He chose to leave. I don’t know how he died, but he’s that. Dead,”

John B snapped, he stood closer to you again and swung a punch towards your cheek.

You finched and couldn’t avoid the impact, your cheek stung and you stumbled back.

John B’s eyes filled with tears, he grabbed your arm harshly and pulled you closer to him, “the last time I saw that man, I told him he was a shit father,”

“Ow, Bird stop,” you pleaded, whimpers evident in your voice. You haven’t called him bird since your father was alive, you and Big John used that nick name with love. But looking into John B’s eyes you saw nothing but anger.

“Hey, whoa what’s going on?” You heard a blurred voice ask frantically from the door. But John B didn’t seem to hear as he swung again, forcing you down to the ground.

You yelped quietly. John B was about to begin another blow. But JJ rushed in and pulled John B by his shirt.

“Yo! What the fuck is your problem?!!” JJ shouted, forcing John B against the wall. JJ was angry, and confused on why John B would strike his own sister.

John B struggled against JJ, but when his eyes met JJs, they watered just enough to let tears fall, then you looked to you. Still breathing heavily on the floor.

John B saw what he had done, “oh shit,” he mumbled.

“Get out John B. Wait outside. Just-just cool off bro,” JJ suggested.

John B only nodded, giving you an apologetic look before leaving to head outside.

Once he was gone, JJ walked slowly over to you.

“Hey, you okay?” JJ began, his voice was soft and sweet.

You coughed slightly, “y-yeah. I-um..I’m okay,” you’d studdered. You attempted to get up on your own. But your legs and arms felt numb.

“Y/n, let me help you up,” JJ placed a hand on your waist and helped your hand land in his.

He picked you up slowly, when you finally looked him in the eye. Your eyes burned with tears, you fell into JJs chest and instantly, he wrapped his arms around you.

You whimpered and cried as you held onto JJ’s T-shirt. He rubbed your back, whispering, “it’s okay...you’re okay,”

“Why would be do that? I just want him to stop being so hopeful. Dad’s gone,” you cried.

“He’s grieving, Y/n. It’s not your fault, you hear me?” JJ asked.

You squeezed him tighter, “do you think he’s gone for good?” You asked.

“Who? Big John?” JJ asked.

“Yeah. Do..do you think John B is right? Or-“

“Y/n let’s not worry about that now. You’ve got some bruises coming in,” JJ points out.

You frown, “you know how to fix me?”

“Lucky for you, I am an expert,”

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THANKS FOR READING

PART 2

MY JJ MASTERLIST

[tulipfromtheinternet]

thanks for tagging me @johnbroutledge 🤩 rules: tag nine people you want to know better

favourite colour: pink and sunflower yellow (I', leaving this as is because ME TOO!!!)

currently reading: the silent patient... ive been reading this for like a month and a half now AHHH (somebody just tell me exactly what happens!!!)

last song: good as hell -lizzo

last series: im on the first episode of the new leverage and im rewatching 911 with my sibs (i have now watched abby be totally disinterested with doing her job way more than i thought i ever would...)

last movie: promare (i hope i get to watch gunpowder milkshake soon!)

sweet, savoury or spicy: um all of them always? (me too on this one 😁)

craving: some ice!

tea or coffee: either is fine as long as it's decaffenated (or i will vibrate out of existance😅 caffeine fiends DNI😆)

currently working on: NOTHING... but i've set a goal and hopefully it'll be something

tagging @northisnotup @hmslusitania @mistmarauder @buckbuckley @eddiesdiaz ...if you guys would like to do this! OR ANYONE ELSE WHO'D LIKE TO, I'D LOVE TO GET TO KNOW YOU ALL

[tripleaxeldiaz]

wait wait laurennnn what shirt did you buy?

(Not me actually physically being in the obx in less than 48 hours and already threatening to by half the damn island as souviners as if I haven’t been going to the obx since I could walk. 🤦🏻‍♀️)

it’s for one of the beers from the lost colony brewery in manteo!! they didn’t have my size when i was there so i had to order it when i got home 😅😅 also YES GET ALL THE SOUVINERS YOU DESERVE IT

[number-0-iz]

So I just finished Outer Banks and I am not okay

[outerbongs]

Advent With The Pogues

Elodie X Pogues

Author: A Christmas Miracle - I’m back to writing! School has taken up most of my time these past few months, so I’m sorry! I also had so much work planned, all on a word document on my computer, which broke :/. I have a new one now and it’s even easier to write on so I can’t wait to give you guys this new stuff! This might turn into a collection type thing!

Summary: You buy the Pogues their first ever advent calendars!

There should be nothing that needs a trigger warning, the most there is is that they mention money being tight! 

Taglist: @sguymon21 @obxcunt @outerbings @jellyfishbeansontoast

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As it was my first year with the Pogues, I didn’t know whether they celebrated Christmas or not. Not that that bothered me, of course, because I knew none of them were religious, so what harm can a tree and a few presents on the 25th do? I decided to leave thanksgiving, knowing I couldn’t get a large amount of food on short notice, but saved up my money to at least have a turkey on Christmas Day. 

To start the celebrations, I bought each one of them an advent: white Chocolate for John B and Kiara, milk chocolate for Pope and I, and dark chocolate for JJ. On the 1st of December, I walk into the Chateau with a bag in hand, causing all four of them to give me a weird look. 

“E, what’d you buy? We went shopping for food last week!” JJ asks you before taking a swig of his beer. I laugh a little to myself, then lift out his advent. He takes it, still looking confused.

“Open Door 1!” I exclaim as I give the others their own advents, and take mine out before leaving the empty bag on the floor. I sit next to JJ as his eyes light up at the sight of a dark chocolate truffle which he devours in seconds, followed by mumbled thank yous. 

“So, I open one each day?” JJ asks after he finishes his joy-filled treat. I nod. 

“Elodie, none of us have had one of these before.” Pope looks at you with admiration and thankfulness as he opens his to find a mini milk chocolate brownie. 

“Really? None of you have had an advent calendar?” I ask in shock. Kiara is a kook, I assumed she had. 

“Nope. Money is always tight around this time. Even Kie never got one, her parent’s believed they were stupid money-wasters.” Kiara nods at John B’s statement in agreement. 

“So did you celebrate much back home?” JJ asks in awe.

“We did loads, and I plan on giving you guys the best Christmas you’ll ever have!”

“Ellie, we don’t have enough money for presents.” John B asks in concern.

“It’s okay! For one, I can get you guys stuff, but I’m not expecting anything back! And another thing, Christmas isn’t just about presents!”

I abruptly stop talking as my head turns to JJ, who has opened (and eaten) all 24 days of his advent. We all erupt into laughter at his burst out cheeks being full of chocolate. I give him mine, reassuring him he deserves it more than me, and I’ll go get another one for myself later. 

It breaks me that this is the first time they have never experienced a proper Christmas. It only gives me more motivation to make this their best one. The smiles on their faces are more than worth it.