I apologize for my absence for the past 4 years :( a lot has happened in my life, and I’ve gone through some big rough patches since we last chatted.
Recently I’ve been thinking a lot and sort of hit another rough patch, so I needed to do something for me. I’ve been trying to pick writing back up, but since I’ve been gone for a while now I kind of wanted a fresh start.
To my loyal readers, if you’re seeing this and would like to, head to my new account @anmwrites !!
New aesthetics, new works, etc. etc. I wasn’t planning on posting here but I know I’ve missed a lot and felt like I owed an explanation for my absence. I had a lot of fun with you all on here so I just wanted to put it out there that I’m writing again.
While some fandoms will not carry over to the new account (as they aren’t really my current obsessions), I will probably repost some of my old fics on the new account. I’m also willing to write and take requests for some of my old book fandoms I have on here as well.
For all my OBX pals, I unfortunately will not be writing for it anymore. I truly am sorry about this, but I no longer followed the show after season 2. I have so much gratitude for those of you who supported those fics. Thank you so much for your support.
You all should also know that once I transfer some of my fics on this blog to my other page, I will most likely delete this one. I just feel like it’s time to wipe the board clean and start over. I’m still building the new account, so bear with me if you aren’t seeing characters on my posts there.
Again, I am so sorry I went MIA and no longer posted on this page. I am truly grateful for all the love and support I have received. I hope to carry it forward to my new blog, and hopefully see you there.
I’m Alive. Ok here’s what’s going to happen…. (so I’d read if I were you)
First of all I’m sorry I’ve been like really absent. I was struggling with writing anything. Like I don’t know what happened and to be honest, I’m not completely out of that slump which leads to my next point:
I am SO SO sorry but I have deleted all my current requests. I needed to clear my head and I think that will help. If I start fresh. But I will also need YOUR help! I’ve been wanting to write a Rafe fic lately so I’m asking if anyone would like to send me a request for him that would be amazing.
New Thoughts:
Asking for my readers to send in requests for the specific character I ask for: Like I stated above, I’ve been wanting to write a Rafe fic lately and I feel like the want to write for a specific character helps whenever I put something together.
You can still send in requests for other characters. It may just be awhile until I get it done.
I will only take three requests at a time so I don’t overwhelm myself. I will take the first three and then any after will be deleted until I open requests again.
I’m taking The Vampire Diaries off of my request list.
I’ll be adding the Throne of Glass Series to my request list, BUT I’m not finished with it yet so please no spoilers. So far I have gotten through Heir of Fire, and I was told to read The Assassin’s Blade next so I just started that.
I’m also adding A Court of Thorns and Roses to my request list. I have completed that series.
I’m going to add Teen Wolf because I’ve been rewatching some of those episodes.
I’m going to change up my theme a little bit and see if that helps refresh and spark my creativity too but I mean that’s not like a huge deal.
With that being said, this IS NOT permanent. I’m only doing this so hopefully I can overcome this writer’s block. I hope you all can understand why I’m doing this and again I’m so sorry for deleting those requests. And I want everyone to understand, YOU CAN send in requests for other characters even if I’m asking for a specific character.
Thanks!
P.S. OBX fans, I’m still thinking over the plot for the multi-part Rafe and JJ fic.
I’m Alive. Ok here’s what’s going to happen.... (so I’d read if I were you)
First of all I’m sorry I’ve been like really absent. I was struggling with writing anything. Like I don’t know what happened and to be honest, I’m not completely out of that slump which leads to my next point:
I am SO SO sorry but I have deleted all my current requests. I needed to clear my head and I think that will help. If I start fresh. But I will also need YOUR help! I’ve been wanting to write a Rafe fic lately so I’m asking if anyone would like to send me a request for him that would be amazing.
New Thoughts:
Asking for my readers to send in requests for the specific character I ask for: Like I stated above, I’ve been wanting to write a Rafe fic lately and I feel like the want to write for a specific character helps whenever I put something together.
You can still send in requests for other characters. It may just be awhile until I get it done.
I will only take three requests at a time so I don’t overwhelm myself. I will take the first three and then any after will be deleted until I open requests again.
I’m taking The Vampire Diaries off of my request list.
I’ll be adding the Throne of Glass Series to my request list, BUT I’m not finished with it yet so please no spoilers. So far I have gotten through Heir of Fire, and I was told to read The Assassin’s Blade next so I just started that.
I’m also adding A Court of Thorns and Roses to my request list. I have completed that series.
I’m going to add Teen Wolf because I’ve been rewatching some of those episodes.
I’m going to change up my theme a little bit and see if that helps refresh and spark my creativity too but I mean that’s not like a huge deal.
With that being said, this IS NOT permanent. I’m only doing this so hopefully I can overcome this writer’s block. I hope you all can understand why I’m doing this and again I’m so sorry for deleting those requests. And I want everyone to understand, YOU CAN send in requests for other characters even if I’m asking for a specific character.
Thanks!
P.S. OBX fans, I’m still thinking over the plot for the multi-part Rafe and JJ fic.
GUYS. Ugh, ok I’m really struggling to write lately. The last JJ fic was uGLy bleh I honestly hate it. I was trying to get over the writer’s block but it didn’t work.
Anyways, I don’t really know what to do and how I’m going to get through all these requests. I had a thought of just deleting all of them and starting over from scratch. But I’d feel bad about that unless those who requested just resubmit.
I don’t know. I miss seeing comments and/or asks so maybe that was a little motivation?
A/N: As promised. Sorry it’s so short. I’m in a real writing slump right now and I don’t know why. I hope you enjoy this and to the nonny who requested, I hope this is what you were looking for! Also this is my first time writing something mildly smutty so I apologize in advance.
JJ x Reader, Outer Banks
Warnings: a lil bit of sexual themes, swearing
*gif not mine*
“My friends will love you, I promise,” Kie said to Y/N as the two of them made their way up to the front porch of the Chateau. “You don’t know that,” the girl nervously bit her lip, “I just moved in three days ago and from what you’ve told me, y’all seem pretty tight.” Kie threw her head back and let out a light laugh.
“Y/N you are my new sister. They have to like you. And besides, they’re super chill. I promise you,” Kie smiled sweetly before entering the screened-in porch. “Guys!” she called, “I have someone I would like you all to meet!”
Y/N watched as three boys piled out of the house. “This is Y/N Y/L/N, my newly adopted sister,” Kie introduced.
The first one who stepped up said, “What’s up? I’m Pope.” He gave Y/N a kind smile and shook her hand enthusiastically. The boy with brown longish hair raised a hand and spoke, “John B and this,” he gestured to the blond boy who was shamelessly checking Y/N out, “Is JJ.” “Sup,” JJ winked.
“Pig,” Kie muttered as JJ threw his hands up in defense. “Hey you never told us your new sister was hot,” JJ responded. “No, nuh uh Y/N is off limits. No Pogue-on-Pogue macking,” Kie fired back. As the two went on bickering, John B approached the timid girl with a gentle look on his face.
“Welcome to the life of the Pogues, Y/N,” John B said. “Thanks,” Y/N returned the smile, sitting on one of the chairs. John B took the seat next to her as Pope, Kie, and JJ settled around them.
“So, Y/N,” Pope started, “Why did Kie’s parents adopt you, if you don’t mind me asking.” Y/N chewed on the inside of her lip instantly heating up as all the attention turned to her. Y/N glanced around and saw Kie give her a small smile of encouragement.
“Yo, you don’t have to tell us if it’s like some personal shit or something like that,” JJ interrupted. Y/N shot him a grateful glance but took a breath anyways. “My dad left and my mom is now an addict. They’ve known Kie’s parents a long time before we moved off the island so when DCS wanted to put me in foster care after my mother about OD’d, Kie was the first person I had them call. So now we’re here,” Y/N explained. At this point, Y/N was relieved to get out of her messed up home.
As soon as Y/N stopped talking, she noticed how quiet everyone was. Heat flushed her face as she spoke again, “Look, not a big deal. I’m glad to be gone and out of the foster care system.” She glanced around and saw looks of sympathy and pity written across everyone’s faces.
“Well,” Pope said slowly, “Welcome to our family.”
The others murmured in agreement, and Y/N soon felt herself relaxing even with JJ’s eyes constantly on her.
Weeks turned to months and Y/N soon found her place amongst the Pogues. During that time, she had grown extremely close to JJ, surprisingly. It took awhile for her to stop being so ruffled by his flirtatious remarks, but once the ice was broken, the two found themselves inseparable.
Especially on beautiful days like today.
The Pogues decided it would do them some good to take a break from the whole treasure hunt and Kook drama and spend the day on the docks.
“This is so peaceful,” Kie groaned, laying out. Y/N smiled at her “sister” before turning her attention to the boys who were lounging on the floats.
“Do you guys ever wonder if like crabs can communicate with their own kind in some sort of language under water?” JJ asked. “Annnnnd, moment ruined,” Kie sat up shooting JJ a confused look. Y/N let out a laugh as John B, Pope, and the blond started discussing their theories.
Kie just laid back down rolling her eyes as the boys began arguing over some other stupid topic. Y/N, however, happily watched her friends so care-free and for once, relaxed. John B wasn’t worried about finding the gold, Pope wasn’t stressing over his scholarship, and JJ, well he seemed happier than he had been in days.
JJ had told her he went home a few days ago and it wasn’t the greatest reunion between him and his father, leaving him in a sour mood.
Y/N took the time to really look at JJ too. She noticed how the sun seemed to turn his skin bronze while his hair golden. The glistening water dripped down his toned arms every time he would articulate while his abs flexed when he held himself up on the float. The aviators gave him a sexy edge as well. He looked like some sort of sun god or something.
Y/N couldn’t take her eyes off of the boy.
“You’re staring,” Kie said as she sat up again. Y/N jumped at the sound of her voice. “I am not,” she snipped. Kie let out a hearty laugh and said, “You should just tell him you like him.” Y/N gave her an incredulous look. “Pfff,” she struggled to lie, “I do not.”
“Is-is that drool?” Kie asked playfully gesturing to Y/N’s chin.
Her eyes went big and her hand shot to her mouth. Y/N felt nothing.
Kie roared with laughter as Y/N playfully smacked her. “Shut up Kie!” she exclaimed as her friend kept cackling. “It’s okay. You two are always flirting anyways,” Kie laughed. “We do not!” Y/N retorted.
“Ya you do,” Kie said, “But it’s fine because JJ seems very happy whenever he’s around you.” Y/N felt warm and not because of the sun. She always loved seeing JJ happy even when he had a horrible home life, and she was glad she could be a part of his happiness.
“No Pogue-on-Pogue macking,” Y/N scoffed. Kie rolled her eyes from right next to her. “Long before you got here, JJ hit on me like everyday. And not to mention John B tried kissing me once,” she said.
“What?” Y/N barked out a laugh. The sound carried all the way to the boys in the water causing JJ’s attention to turn to the girls on the dock. Y/N’s bikini clad body and the sound of her laugh made JJ feel weak.
“Yes yes shut up,” Kie retorted playfully, shoving Y/N.
“My point is, it’s really not that big of a deal. Unless it’s one-sided then things get weird. BUT it’s not one sided so you should hit that,” Kie added.
“You sound like JJ,” Y/N snorted, “but I will say, I would gladly.”
***
Later that evening, as the sun was setting, John B and Pope made a bonfire while JJ, Y/N, and Kie were inside the Chateau gathering whatever they could burn. Luckily they also found marshmallows and stuff for s’mores.
Kie slipped outside with her items leaving JJ and Y/N to finish scouring the home.
Y/N opened a cabinet and saw an unopened box of graham crackers that weren’t stale, and went to reach for them. Unfortunately, her height was unforgiving tonight as she stood on her toes trying to reach for it.
She huffed, trying to jump up and grab it, but still was unable to reach it.
A warm hand grabbed her exposed waist as an arm appeared to her right grabbing the box with ease. “Shortie,” JJ laughed in her ear. Y/N turned around and immediately flushed at the close proximity of their bodies. JJ was wearing his signature smirk and no shirt.
“Thanks,” Y/N tried to sound playful, but it almost came out as a stifled groan as his body pressed hers against the counter.
“Aw what’s got you so flustered Y/N?” JJ grinned. Y/N dared to meet his gaze. He had a playful look in his eyes, but his pupils were completely blown. She gulped slowly trying to ignore the heat radiating between them. “Nothing,” she gasped as his warm hand found her waist again. His other hand rested on the counter, trapping her further.
Y/N subconsciously bit her lip and saw JJ’s dark eyes flicker to her mouth hungrily. The next thing she knew JJ was leaning closer. Y/N’s head was spinning. His face was mere inches from her. He smelled like salt and still seemed to be glowing even without the sun. Closer and closer. Y/N didn’t dare move.
And just as his lips brushed hers, he turned his head and whispered in her ear, “Are you sure about that?” All traces of playfulness gone. Y/N didn’t even respond as his lips connected with her ear and trailed down her neck.
Finger tips danced at the waistline of her shorts. Her hands immediately steadying herself by grabbing onto his ripped stomach.
“You know,” JJ spoke lowly in between his wet, sloppy kisses burning her skin, “You’re not so subtle when you are staring.” Y/N’s eyes flew open, more heat rushing to her cheeks. JJ halted feeling her tense under him, pulling away to look at her.
“I-I was not,” Y/N mumbled, diverting her eyes. She felt JJ’s chest erupt with laughter before his hand tugged her chin up, forcing her to look at him. “I like staring at you too and imagining what you’d look like without clothes for that matter,” he drawled.
With that, JJ attached his mouth to hers and Y/N immediately melted into the kiss. He was sweet and slow at first before his tongue slid over her lips asking for permission. Tongues fought for dominance as she hooked her legs around his waist as he hoisted her on to the counter.
JJ’s hands dug into her thighs as he ground into her looking for any sort of friction. Y/N let out an exasperated groan as she felt his member push on the inside of her thigh. His hands found their way to the waistband of her pants again, wasting no time tugging on them for permission.
Y/N let out another strangled moan as his lips broke from hers and found her neck again, as a hand dipped in her pants now. His fingers slowly teased her before slipping into her entrance. “Shit JJ,” Y/N cursed causing him to chuckle.
“Guys!” a voice yelled from the porch. JJ and Y/N both seemed to jump a part being pulled back into reality. John B couldn’t see them from the porch but he could definitely hear them. “We’re waiting on the s’mores stuff and I would really appreciate it if you two don’t fuck in my kitchen!” John B shouted.
JJ and Y/N looked at each other sheepishly before he helped her down from the counter. “We’re coming man!” JJ yelled back, helping Y/N gather stuff up. JJ smiled at the appearance of her. Her hair was a mess, her cheeks were flushed, and her neck was already starting to bruise up.
Y/N met his gaze and smiled back before letting it falter. JJ instantly frowned.
“Um, this-this isn’t just like a uh one time thing?” Y/N asked quietly as they made their way for the house. “What?” JJ replied. “Like it…” she paused, taking a breath. “Like it isn’t just a fling. Like there will be more to it than just this.”
JJ stopped and faced her. He had just assumed she thought he liked her with all his constant flirtatious remarks. “Y/N,” he said seriously, “I told you the moment I met you, you were the hottest person I’d ever seen in my life.” Y/N rolled her eyes, not really happy he was saying this. She thought for a fraction of a second that Kie was maybe right, and that maybe JJ liked her back and more than just her looks.
“And then I got to know you,” JJ continued immediately after she tore her gaze away from him. Her eyes snapped back to his. “Your personality made you ten times hotter. You have a beautiful soul and you never fail to make me smile everyday no matter what. You became my best friend from day one. How can there not be more to this?” JJ concluded.
“JJ…” Y/N grinned. He smiled back at her before leaning down and pressing his lips to hers again. The kiss was soft. Reassuring.
“Seriously! Don’t fuck in my kitchen!!” John B shouted again while watching the two on the porch. Y/N and JJ broke apart laughing at each other. “Ok! Ok!” JJ yelled back wrapping his arm around Y/N.
“Besides,” JJ leaned into her, whispering as they crossed the lawn, “When I do fuck you, it won’t just be on his counter. We’ll christen the whole damn house.” Y/N’s stomach dropped and heat rushed to her face earning another chuckle from JJ.
“One day sweetheart,” he said kindly, pressing a kiss to her forehead joining their friends around the fire pit. “One day.”
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Yay I’m so glad I got something out there! SO SO sorry for the delay!
I hope everyone is doing well! I have one more day of stuff I need to get done and then after that I will begin writing again! A few things:
I hope to have another JJ fic up by the end of the weekend.
The Rafe x OC / JJ x OC is still on hold until all requests are done.
I’m adding ACOTAR characters to my book list. If you haven’t read that series I recommend it.
I also took my Wattpad link off because I felt like I needed to dedicate my time to what I need to get done on here. With that being said, when requests are finished I may add it back.
Everyone stay safe and I love you all. Thank you for the continual support.
Thank you all for bearing with me during this little lull. I will say too I have had a little writer’s block lately but I will try my best to push through it and get the creative juices flowing again!
I’m so sorry y’all I’ve honestly been so busy since I got home. I have college stuff I still need to do and I had some surprises guests come for my virtual graduation so I haven’t been on my laptop really at all!
As soon as this stuff is over I promise I’ll post another fic! So sorry again!
Hey everyone! I’m back home and ready to write! I have plans today so I will most likely start on another request tomorrow but I just wanted to let you know I’m back! :)
@ your recent Rafe fic -AMAZING!! MAGIFICENT!!! A PIECE OF ART!!! Can’t wait to read it over and over and over again
Oh thank you thank you :) it was fun to write. I just hope I didn’t make him too soft. I just watch the show and I’m like brooooo Rafe is absolutely crazy so it’s weird when he’s not haha
would you be willing to write a topper imagine? ur a kook dating jj and he cheats on you, you walk in on them and when ur upset you decide to walk home, and topper sees you walking and offers to drive you home. you can decide what happens next. thanks!
Yea sure! It may be awhile though. I have a ton of requests to get through!
A/N: Yay I got another one done! LOL. Anyways, to the nonny who requested, I hope you enjoy. I hope I did a decent job at portraying Rafe. He’s more down to earth in this one so I don’t know if I like it too much. We’ll see. I rewatched OBX and like I’m telling you he is ten times fucked up than he is in here. Pardon my language, but hopefully you all will forgive me if he isn’t really like how he is in the show. Anyways, enjoy, send feedback, like, comment, etc.
Rafe Cameron x Reader, Outer Banks
Warnings: implied sexual innuendos? uhhh language. That’s it.
*gif isn’t mine*
Upon the request of Sarah Cameron, Y/N was enlisted to help decorate her mansion for her birthday party. She tried roping the rest of the Pogues into it, and Kie was originally going to help but was needed elsewhere at the time, and the boys opted out. Even John B.
“Sorry sweetheart,” he had said with a peck on the cheek. “Whatever,” Sarah rolled her eyes and turned back to Y/N. “Fineeeee,” Y/N sighed, earning a hug.
So, when the day finally arrived Y/N found herself walking up to the oh-so-familiar house she had spent many days with Sarah in.
Y/N was essentially a Kook by blood, but, much like Kie, she chose to hang out with the Pogues, much to her mother’s disappointment. Sarah Cameron, however, had been her best friend growing up and remained a very good friend even when Y/N started hanging out with John B’s crew.
For Y/N, she stayed out of the whole Kook versus Pogue thing. It was never something she, quite frankly, wanted to be involved in and she was thankful neither sides made her pick. It was absolutely ridiculous that the boys were constantly getting into fights. And, it was especially annoying when Rafe Cameron always decided to mess with JJ, John B, or Pope all the time.
Y/N never understood why he did it. She had known him her whole life becoming friends even, because of Sarah, and then she saw what drugs did to him. It was quite depressing to watch, so Y/N didn’t and went to hang out with the Pogues instead.
Luckily, though, that didn’t mean she wasn’t allowed on Tanneyhill anymore. Especially now that Sarah had to decorate the entire mansion.
“You’re a lifesaver,” Sarah said, opening the door for her. “I know,” Y/N laughed. Sarah playfully rolled her eyes and shoved her friend a bit before the two started their job.
Y/N and Sarah were in the middle of stringing lights when she heard two approaching voices arguing down the hall. “Tonight is your sister’s birthday! Do not screw this up, Rafe! I’m sick of your inability to get anything done around here. You are almost twenty years old, it’s time to get it together son,” Ward chastised.
“I told you, I’d get it!” Rafe argued back. “When?” Ward asked, extremely annoyed. “If I recall you were supposed to get the new parts ordered last week!”
“I know, but I swear I--” Rafe started but was cut off.
“Save it. I don’t want to hear it anymore. I have to help get everything in order tonight. Just get it done,” Ward spat, before crossing the living room. Sarah and Y/N exchanged nervous glances before Sarah’s mouth turned up into a grin. “Sorry you had to hear that,” Sarah giggled quietly before stepping down the ladder. “It’s fine,” the other girl smiled back.
“I have to go grab more lights, you good?” she asked. “Yep all good here,” Y/N said standing up on her toes a bit.
As Y/N was focusing on trying not to fall off the ladder, she heard Sarah say, “Shouldn’t have taken that money to buy that stupid bike.” “Piss off Sarah,” Rafe snarled as Sarah laughed all the way down the hall.
“What the hell are you doing?” Rafe snapped at Y/N. “Putting up lights. What does it look like genius?” Y/N bit back, making a face, but not turning to face the pissed-off Kook. “I don’t recall Pogues being allowed in the house,” he hissed.
Y/N turned to face him. Rafe was glaring at her. Instead of cowering away from him, like most people do, she glared right back. “If you do recall Rafe, I was once a Kook. I practically lived here my entire childhood,” Y/N hissed.
“Yeah well that was until you and my sister ran off with the island trash,” Rafe spat. Y/N just glared at Sarah’s brother. Truth be told, a long time ago, the two actually liked each other when they were friends. They were only two years apart in age, and yeah, Y/N was his little sister’s friend, but she was one he never minded. At least until she ran off with the Pogues.
“Why do you have to act like this?” Y/N asked, catching Rafe off guard. “What?” Rafe replied.
“Why do you act like such a dick? We were friends once you know,” she said.
“I’m not a dick,” Rafe scoffed, his anger subsiding a bit. Y/N snorted, “Yeah, you are. And you’re a big baby too, oh my god.”
“Oh shut the hell up, Y/N,” Rafe grunted, slumping in the lounge chair. Y/N giggled hopping down from the ladder and moving to the balcony that overlooked the room. Her new position also happened to be nearly right in front of the moody boy.
Rafe glanced up from messing with his shirt as Y/N placed the ladder a few feet from him. He found his eyes wandering up her legs and to the skin that showed when she reached up to hang the lights across the railing. “You’re staring,” Y/N sing-songed, not looking away from what she was doing.
Rafe felt his face heat up. He was still of the male species after all. It didn’t matter how out of it he was or how angry he was: he still had eyes.
Y/N let out another laugh, and glanced back down at him. Rafe was no longer staring at her but was extremely occupied messing with his sleeves. She watched his ring-clad fingers bunch the material up his toned, tanned arms, and found herself staring this time.
His vineyard-vines button up fit perfectly across his broad shoulders and muscular arms. It was also fitted so perfectly that you could almost see the outline of his abs through the material. Y/N felt as though the room got quite hot even with the air conditioning on.
Ever since she met Sarah, she always thought her older brother was attractive. There was something about him that caught Y/N’s eye. The best part was that she knew the real Rafe too. The one who wasn’t on drugs and acting like an idiot. Maybe that’s what always made her so intrigued by him.
But, alas, he still acted out which stopped her from hanging around him. Yet, that still didn’t mean he wasn’t extremely hot for a Kook.
“Please stop rolling your shirt sleeves up, I am trying to focus here,” Y/N mumbled before she could even think. Rafe instantly froze and locked eyes with the girl on the ladder. He noticed how one arm was holding on to the railing while the other hung by her side. Her shirt was also still noticeably bunched up, and Y/N’s eyes were also partially blown.
“Now who’s the one staring?” Rafe smirked, a hint of his old self in his voice. Y/N snapped out of her daze, rolling her eyes. “Hush,” she said, turning back to the last string of lights.
Y/N finally finished and hopped down, Rafe following her every movement. “Listen,” Y/N started, standing in front of him, “You were a decent person before the drugs. This isn’t the way to get your dad’s attention.”
“You don’t know shit,” he snapped, his anger flaring again as he looked up at her.
“Oh stop yelling at me, I don’t care what you think. I just know you weren’t like this,” Y/N rolled her eyes. “Rafe, you and I used to be friends.”
“Yeah, until you ran off with those damn Pogues!” Rafe shouted.
“God! Enough with the whole Kooks versus Pogues shit! What does it matter? My parents are Kooks! I’m a Kook! So what? It’s the person, Rafe, not their social status. Sarah gets it! But that’s not even the problem! You’re the problem,” Y/N snapped.
“Do you really want to associate yourself with a bunch of lunatics who put guns to peoples’ heads when they feel like it?”
“Rafe, Topper was drowning John B! What the hell was JJ supposed to do? Let his best friend die? Tell me this! If it were the other way around, would you have pulled the gun?” Y/N groaned.
Rafe didn’t answer this time, but just stared up at her. He really only thought about her question for a second before studying her face. Her pupils were still slightly dilated yet he could see her sincerity as well.
“Exactly,” she huffed. “Look, I’ve known you for so long,” she said softly, “You aren’t the bad guy. Drugs mess people up, Rafe. And it sure as hell won’t get your father’s attention the way you want it.”
Rafe was shocked to hear what she was saying, but he pulled his gaze away from her hard one. “I--I really don’t know what else to do though,” Rafe finally spoke, refusing to look at her. Y/N closed her eyes for a second taking a breath. “You can start by being present for your sister’s birthday party tonight. And not shitfaced and present, or on crack and present. Sober,” Y/N suggested, firmly.
“Wow, you two on speaking terms again?” Sarah’s voice cut in as she strutted in the room. Y/N turned her attention to her friend and rolled her eyes, her normal relaxed look slipping back on her face. “If you count arguing,” she laughed as she took the lights from Sarah.
“Oh of course,” Sarah shot back with a wink. Rafe watched Y/N as she and his sister laughed and joked with each other. To say he missed the easy-going conversations with Y/N was an understatement. He always found it was so simple to talk to her. She would never judge and would always somehow say the right thing.
But, unfortunately, as he began working with his father more, Rafe found himself trying to impress Ward in any way he could to make his father proud. In the midst of all of that, Rafe managed to push her away and go down an even darker path.
“Well, I will see you tonight, birthday girl,” Y/N said snapping Rafe out of his thoughts. “Thank you for helping me set up,” Sarah smiled. “Oh and tell your mother she does not need to bring me any gifts tonight!”
“No promises,” Y/N said, giving her friend a hug. “You know how she is at parties.”
“I know,” Sarah rolled her eyes. “The whole island is going to be here tonight I swear. Leave it to Rose to throw a huge party. It’s like Midsummers came early.”
“It’s your seventeenth birthday. It’s a big deal. Just enjoy the attention,” Y/N giggled as she headed for the exit. “Bye Rafe!” she called down the hall. Rafe put a lazy hand up as he heard the door slam shut. He was still lost in thought over everything Y/N had just told him.
“Shouldn’t you be getting those parts dad wants?” Sarah asked her brother with her hand on her hip. “Mind your damn business Sarah,” Rafe snapped.
Sarah glared at her brother before rolling her eyes. “Whatever,” she responded, turning on her heel, leaving Rafe all alone.
At 6:30, Y/N stood in front of her mirror with a horrified expression. “Why do I have to wear this mom?” she groaned. Her mother had decided it would be a good idea to wear a light pink dress with a neckline for a prude. “This is a party, not a church service!” Y/N complained.
“The dress is gorgeous sweetheart, I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Y/M/N replied. Y/N studied herself in the mirror for a moment.
“I’m not wearing this,” Y/N concluded.
“Yes, you are, Y/N,” her mom said strictly. “You’ve been running around with those street rats for too long. A bunch of your father’s business partners and their families will be attending Sarah’s party tonight. You need to look your best.”
“But mom,” Y/N whined, “It’s still a seventeen year old’s birthday party. Not some business thing!”
“Y/N, you are going to wear that and that’s final. You can wear whatever you want when Sarah throws her own party for a bunch of idiotic teenagers,” her mother said before walking out of her room.
At least this stupid thing goes above my knees, Y/N thought to herself before following after her mother.
“You ready?” Y/N’s dad asked as the two girls walked into the kitchen. Y/N’s father turned to his daughter and stifled a laugh. “Wow, sweetheart.” Y/N groaned and buried her face in her hands. “MOM!” she groaned. “No, let’s go.”
When they arrived at Tanneyhill, Y/N slunk through the crowd hoping no one would notice her. She had a feeling her mother might pull something like this so she stashed other clothes in Sarah’s room.
Y/N caught a glimpse of JJ’s blond hair and ducked behind a person. She wouldn’t hear the end of it if he saw her in a dress like this. The man she was hiding behind turned around giving her a questioning look. “Oh hi Mr. Daniels,” Y/N smiled sheepishly, straightening herself out and ducking behind another person. Fortunately for her, she made it out of the crowded room and to the steps leading upstairs.
Just as she began her ascent a voice rang out from behind her, “Oh my god. What the hell are you wearing?” JJ cackled. Y/N closed her eyes and turned around slowly. “Har har guys,” she glared at all of her friends crowded around the steps. Both Sarah and Kie had nice casual dresses on while the boys wore what they would typically wear. Except JJ was in an actual t-shirt rather than one his tank tops.
“Oh shut up I know I look like Peppa Pig. Blame it on my mother,” Y/N said sourly. “I’m going to change.”
“Hahahahahaha!” they all cackled. Sarah finally calmed down, pretending to wipe her eyes from her tears of laughter. “Let her go change,” she said, “c’mon.” Y/N shot her a grateful smile before they shuffled away.
Just as Y/N was about to get into Sarah’s room, however, she heard a door close down the hall, and looked up to see Rafe approaching her with a shit-eating grin. He was still wearing what he had on that afternoon.
“Just shut up, don’t say anything,” Y/N pinched the bridge of her nose. Rafe burst out laughing and Y/N’s face flushed. He was the last person she wanted to see while she was still wearing this damn dress. If she wasn’t so irritated right now, she would have even been happy to hear Rafe laughing so care-free.
“Why are you wearing that? Holy shit!” he continued to laugh. “You look like Little Bo Peep just with your knees showing!”
“Go awayyyyyy,” Y/N whined, banging her head on the door. Rafe put his hands up in surrender. “Fine, fine,” he grinned walking past her. “But if I’m going to this party, you have to show back up too,” he called before disappearing down the steps.
Y/N stood there in mild shock. Rafe wasn’t angry or wasted. He was just Rafe.
Shaking herself out of her little daze, Y/N hurried into Sarah’s room and found her ripped jeans and black tank top. “Thank the lord,” she muttered to herself before stripping.
Downstairs, Rafe gulped nervously trying to shake that urge for cocaine. It was his safety net that took his mind off the disappointment in his father’s eyes. He had almost done it though. Almost. Right before he came downstairs actually. But something told him not to. Well, someone really. Y/N’s words echoed in his mind from earlier. He noticed when she mentioned the word ‘drug’ she almost had that same look of disappointment in her eyes. And god, she was the last person he wanted to disappoint, for some reason.
So, he didn’t do it.
But, he still made a beeline for the adult drink table. Y/N would still drink if she could. Not shitfaced, but still, he thought to himself. Luckily, Rafe had managed to get through, sober, the whole awkward “you’re here” conversation with his dad too, so his drink was well-deserved.
Rafe stood there allowing his eyes to wander all over the room. He saw Topper was trying to talk to Sarah again about her dating choices. “Idiot,” he muttered into his glass.
Kelce was flirting with one of Sarah’s friends, a lot of the men, including his father, were huddled in the corner talking about some business thing while the women were gossiping about something, the Pogues were looking wildly out of place and little uncomfortable, keeping to themselves since Sarah was busy talking with Topper, and the rest of the people were breaking off into little groups talking amongst themselves.
This is stupid why am I even here, Rafe thought before his gaze caught Y/N’s figure. She had obviously changed into something more her style.
Rafe’s eyes followed her beautiful hair that fell over her shoulders and down her back, across the skin revealed by deep cut in the back of her top. He let his eyes linger on her butt for a moment longer, before trailing them down her toned, jean-clad legs and to the floor.
She was far hotter than he remembered. When did she grow up?
Sighing, Rafe brought his eyes back up to her face and frowned when he saw a scowl on hers. He liked her much better when she was laughing like this afternoon. She appeared arguing with her mom who was gesturing up and down to her outfit.
“That neckline is cut way too low, Y/N!” her mother hissed. “So what?” Y/N flung her hands in the air, annoyed.
“That’s too inappropriate!”
“I don’t care! It’s a birthday party! Plus! I can actually breathe right now! That neckline was too high!”
“It was perfect!”
“No!”
“Y/N!”
“I’m not having this conversation at my friend’s birthday party,” Y/N shook her head, rolling her eyes and pushing her way past her mom. She slipped through the crowd and disappeared out the back into the night.
Rafe watched as her mother went right back to her group of ladies and began complaining about her daughter. Ah, yes, he was very familiar with that one. His father had pulled that on him so many times.
He sighed before pushing off his spot on the wall and grabbing one of the extra bottles of wine from under the table and followed Y/N through the door she just went out.
Y/N sat at the end of the dock furiously picking some of the wood that was splintering. “I just wanted to enjoy my friend’s birthday party but NO! Always have to be the perfect little daughter you want me to be,” she mumbled to herself. “Just so I don’t mess up the stupid little reputation on this damn island.” Y/N groaned, allowing her anger to get the best of her.
“Well guess what?” she finally shouted, “I’m going to get off this damn island one day so I don’t have to put up with this bullshit anymore! How about that?” Y/N felt better yelling into the darkness.
“If you leave then can I come too?” a familiar voice said in the darkness. Y/N whirled around in bewilderment and found Rafe standing a little ways off with a hand in a pocket and the other gripping a bottle of alcohol. Y/N’s face softened as he sat down beside her, handing her the bottle of wine.
“You looked like you needed this,” he said.
“Thanks,” she responded before putting the bottle to her lips. She sighed as the wine seemed to warm her body up and already started washing her irritation away. Y/N also became hyper-aware of how close Rafe was sitting next to her. Their arms were slightly pressed against one another.
“It’s ironic you know,” Rafe started, “You lecture me about getting my father’s attention, but here you are pouting about your mother.” He let out a laugh. “Yes, yes it’s all very funny. She just expects me to be this perfect little Kook daughter and wear pretty colors and go shopping or some shit,” Y/N ranted.
Rafe listened patiently until she finally let out a huff.
“Well, you know, in your mother’s defense, you still looked good in that dress,” Rafe spoke after a moment still looking out at the star-covered marsh. Y/N snorted, passing him the bottle. “Oh please. I looked like Peppa Pig.”
“Yes, you did,” Rafe laughed a bit. “But still a pretty Peppa.”
Y/N felt her face go warm again at his compliment. They hadn’t spoken like this in years. Y/N remembered how kind Rafe could really be. She was devastated when he did a 180 and lashed out at everyone he cared about. Yet, could she really blame him? She saw how hard he worked to impress Ward, but his father still dubbed him incompetent. And yes, Rafe did some stupid stuff, but don’t all teenage boys?
“Thanks,” she smiled as he handed her back the bottle. They sat in silence for a while, listening to the small lapping of water and passing the bottle back and forth.
“I’m surprised you aren’t scolding me for drinking,” Rafe sighed after a bit. “I never said you couldn’t drink when you got to the party. Just not before,” Y/N specified. “Oh right,” Rafe said.
“I’m glad you came,” Y/N said quietly, turning to look at him. Rafe felt her gaze on him and turned to face her too. “Why?” he asked. Y/N shrugged a bit and looked down at her hands. “I don’t know really. I guess it was just nice talking to you today,” she said.
“We argued more than talked, you know,” Rafe grinned as she looked back up at him rolling her eyes playfully. “Well of course,” she smirked. “Who would we be if we didn’t argue all the time. Remember when we argued that whole ride up to the mainland with your dad and Sarah?”
“How can I not?” Rafe laughed. “You were so mad you turned bright red.”
Y/N burst out in a fit of giggles, and Rafe couldn’t help but find himself smiling harder at the gorgeous sound.
Eventually, their laughs died down and they both stared out into the night sky. “This is what I was talking about earlier, you know,” Y/N said, breaking the silence again. “What?” Rafe was puzzled.
“When I said that you weren’t the bad guy,” she mumbled.
“You’re the opposite actually,” Y/N said more firmly, looking back up at him. He watched her, thoughtfully, as she continued, “I mean look how much fun we’re having. Yes, we’re drinking, but we aren’t completely wasted, and you aren’t high right now. You’re you again.”
“I can’t shake it though,” he replied quietly. “I know it’s hard, but there are ways to fix it,” Y/N said.
Rafe didn’t say anything as he looked into her dark eyes. Through the darkness, he saw a flash of pain dance through her eyes. He hadn’t realized their faces had gotten extremely closer. “Rafe,” she practically whispered. He felt her breath fan over his lips. “You don’t have to do drugs to get Ward’s attention. You’re better than that.”
Y/N finished speaking as their noses brushed up against one another. She heard her friends’ voices in her head, the voice that told her Rafe couldn’t just up and quit, but she didn’t care. His arm behind her locked her in and his skin burned on her back. She knew she shouldn’t, but she did anyway.
With a slight tilt of her head, her lips met his in the night. Y/N’s body turned more towards him as he returned the kiss immediately. It was a slow burn that started in her chest and spread throughout her body as his soft lips melted with hers.
Y/N felt Rafe gently tug at her bottom lip, eliciting a soft moan from her. He instantly gripped her hips and pulled her on top of him allowing his tongue to explore her mouth.
Inside, Sarah was wandering around looking for her friend. “Have you seen Y/N?” Sarah asked John B after looking around for her for the past ten minutes. “Nope,” John B shrugged and went back to trying to throw shrimp in JJ’s mouth. “Boys,” she rolled her eyes and went to the back door.
Sarah stepped outside and squinted down the dock. It was fairly dark, but the moon granted her some light. A weird looking silhouette broke the moonlight a bit and Sarah called, “Y/N?” The dark blob split into two figures and Sarah heard a faint, “shit!”
“Well that’s new,” she laughed when she realized the voice belonged to her brother. “Ok never mind!” Sarah called before ducking back inside.
“Shit,” Y/N cursed, slipping the straps of her tank top and bra back up.
“Oops,” Rafe laughed from beside her.
“We should probably go back inside,” Y/N giggled a bit before standing up. “Or we could, y’know,” Rafe smirked, sitting up on his knees and pushing up her shirt a bit planting wet kisses on her stomach. Y/N resisted the urge to moan and tugged him up.
“I can’t ditch your sister’s party as much as I really...really, want too…” she half moaned looking up at Rafe as he bit his lip and raked his eyes shamelessly all over her body.
His mouth quirked up and then he burst out laughing, “Wow. How the tables have turned.” “Shut up,” she said, shoving him out of the way playfully.
“Oh don’t be such a baby,” he shot back at her with a grin. Rafe caught up and slung an arm around Y/N as they started walking back towards the house. “Rafe,” Y/N said with a serious tone, stopping before they started up the lawn. He looked down at her nervously, afraid this moment would be ruined and it somehow would be his fault.
Y/N took a deep breath and faced him. “I can only do this if you can promise me you’ll stop.”
He knew what she meant. He felt the itch rise again, but easily pushed it away as he looked into her nervous eyes. He didn’t know what to do. Rafe knew he wanted her. God he wanted her so bad, but he didn’t know if it would be enough. “I-I don’t know,” he finally said.
Y/N’s face fell slightly, but he quickly caught himself, “I don’t know if it’ll be that easy. Believe me, for you, I want to so bad. But the reality of it…” his words died in his mouth. This was the most sober Y/N had seen him yet.
“Of course. I know how hard it would be and I’m not blaming you for that,” she said with a small smile returning to her face. “Please help me,” Rafe finally broke, bending down and wrapping his arms around her.
Y/N stood on her toes and wrapped her arms around his shoulders and tall frame as the wave of emotion passed over him. “Shhhh. I promise you I will,” Y/N whispered in his ear. “I want to make this right,” he said softly.
I’m working on another OBX request right at this moment. You all will have to be patient for the OC fic, I’m sorry. I think it would be best to get at least a few more requests done before I start it.
But on that note, the request I’m working on right now should be up either later tonight or tomorrow. Depends on if I feel like editing if I finish tonight.
Can you guess who it’s for? I’ll give you a hint: I have a couple JJ requests, John B, and Rafe. Be ready my good people heheh :)
i’m super excited for the jj and rafe fic!!! i loved the preview! keep it comin :)
Thank you!! I’m not sure when the first part will be up yet and I think I should get another request done first. I need to figure out how I want to organize this as well so it may be awhile! But thank you again :)
Hey I’d read this if you were one of the ones who wanted me to write this ;)
A/N: Bet you weren’t expecting this. HA! I just finished rewatching Outer Banks and I had the PERFECT idea for a preview. Now, some things to know: I literally just wrote this, so I haven’t started the actual fic yet. This also contains spoilers for those who haven’t finished the show yet.
I will update you soon on what my plans are for upcoming requests and this fic itself! Or just let me know if you want me to continue this! Also, anyone who wants to be tagged if I continue and put the real thing up please let me know! Plot isn’t fully planned out but it would be something loosely following the show and something kinda like this.
I have an AP test tomorrow so I may not be on until late. In the mean time, please enjoy this and send feedback, etc.
Rafe Cameron x OC Reader, JJ x OC Reader // OUTER BANKS: Episode 1x08
*gifs aren’t mine*
“What?” Y/N croaked, unable to process what John B just said.
“Rafe killed Sheriff Peterkin, Y/N,” John B repeated, his eyes full of sadness and complete and utter shock. “Rafe.”
Y/N’s head started to spin. She couldn’t believe it. She wouldn’t believe it. Somehow, somewhere deep inside of her, something told her there was still good in him. That there was still that same old Rafe Cameron who had once been her friend before the whole Pogues versus Kooks, before his spiral, before everything, before JJ stepped into her life.
“No,” Y/N whispered. “No.” She had tried to help him this summer. She couldn’t have lost him yet.
Her friends all shared the same horrified expression. Kie’s face turned into anger, “Are you kidding me right now Y/N?” she basically screamed. Y/N’s gaze snapped to hers. “You’re taking his side over John B’s?” Kie continued.
Y/N shook her head as more tears spilled down her face. “N-no, that’s not it,” Y/N stammered. “Then what?” Kie snarled. “You’ve been all over him this summer! Giving him free passes for caving Pope’s face in, for, oh I don’t know beating the shit out of JJ. Hm let’s see we could go all day with this!”
“No,” Y/N cried, “Listen, I--I just I need to go see him. He couldn’t have…” Y/N’s words died in her mouth.
“Y/N, no, don’t do this,” JJ cut in. But his tone wasn’t threatening. It sure wasn’t friendly, but it was different. He knew. He always knew. Some part of her would still be with Rafe. Anyone with eyes could see it.
“No, I--I just need to see him. I have to know. I have to,” Y/N shook her head, crying harder.
“What about the Pogues? Huh?” Kie stepped in again. “Y-you don’t understand!” Y/N stammered.
“What! What is it that we, your real friends, don’t understand Y/N?” Kie exclaimed. “He’s a Kook! He’s been fucking with us for years! He’s PSYCHOTIC! He’s on drugs! This is absolutely ridiculous! You’re more of a Kook than Sarah. Oh my god! What the hell is wrong with you?”
“Kie!” JJ snapped. “No! JJ, are you kidding me! She’s been doing this all summer! Dancing around her feelings for you cause of what?” Kie turned to face Y/N, “Cause you like Rafe?” Y/N couldn’t find her voice.
“You’ve been a Pogue your entire life like me Y/N! We left the Kook academy behind us! You can’t seriously be going back to that!” Kie continued shouting. She reprimanded Y/N, spitting harsh words at the girl. “Why do you think you can do this? You just can’t--!” Kie went on before Y/N finally cut her off.
“Because I loved him!” Y/N screamed.
“Oh, god,” Pope mumbled while John B’s attention snapped towards Y/N. JJ turned around muttering something to himself and running a hand through his hair.
“Wh-what?” Kie asked quietly.
Y/N closed her eyes and ran a hand through her hair. “I-I have been in love with Rafe for most of my childhood. Before I became a Pogue. I was Sarah Cameron’s best friend for the longest time and her brother was always there. And he was a good person, I swear. I can’t deny it that he’s crazy. I know he is, but I just need to hear it from him,” Y/N said through gritted teeth.
“I believe you, John B. Every word you say. I believe it, and I’m with you guys. I swear to god I am in it. But I just need this. I’ll come back I promise,” Y/N cried quietly. John B didn’t know what to think, what to say.
No one spoke a word.
“JJ?” Y/N whispered. JJ turned to look at the girl who had slowly stolen his heart. He knew what she was thinking. As much as he hated it, he understood. It was the same thing that pulled him back to his dad all those times he should have never come back. After every beating. JJ knew. But JJ also knew she would come back. He did the exact same thing when they robbed Barry’s place.
“Go,” JJ responded softly. “JJ!” Kie snapped as Y/N took off.
“What, Kie?” he shouted. “She’ll come back! I did, didn’t I. So why wouldn’t she?”
“You had a reason to come back! You’re going to let her go to the person she loves?” Kie hissed.
“Loved. Didn’t you hear her? And don’t you dare bring my father into this Kie! She will come back!” JJ bit back. “I know her better than anyone.”
“We need to go,” John B croaked out. “Y/N will catch up.”
“You two had better hope she does,” Kie muttered darkly.
