JJ MAYBANK Y/N × JJ

Raven Routledge might've been the younger sister of John B, she was a kook at heart, she loved the fancy things, and she got those fancy things, Topper was more of a brother than John B was to her most of the time. Ever since their dad died, or John B claims as "went missing", he's been a royal prick to her. It did nothing but piss John B and the other Pouges off that Raven would hang out with the Kooks. She would hang with Sarah most of the time, but it she wasn't close with all the Cameron's- her and Rafe about kill each other every time they're in each other's presence- but Raven can't help but long for him, and neither could Rafe. SMUT CHAPTERS WILL BE TITLED WITH AN _ ON EITHER SIDE OF THE CHAPTER NAME EXAMPLE: _chapter 4783_ !!!CONTENT WARNINGS!!! -Drug usage -underage drinking -sex, lots of sex -violence !!!TROPES USED!!! -Enemies to lovers -Stuck together -Sworn off relationships -Best friend's brother

Rafe Cameron was the last person she should have fallen for -her best friend's brother, a Kook with too many demons to count. He drank to forget, fought to feel, and spiraled until there was nothing left of him but the chaos he created. But with her, he was different. She was the only one who could quiet the storm in his head, the only thing that made him feel something real. She should have walked away. He should have let her go. Instead, they became each other's favorite sin -an addiction neither of them could escape. 𝓗𝓮 𝓱𝓾𝓻𝓽 𝓶𝓮 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓲𝓽 𝓯𝓮𝓵𝓽 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓽𝓻𝓾𝓮 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮~

Victoria has a complicated history with Rafe, her best friend Sarah's older brother. Four years ago, they dated in secret. They were young. It didn't last. But it happened. And no one knows about it... except Victoria and Rafe. Since then, everything's been twisted. Almost a year ago, she slept with him again. He was her first, then and now, and despite everything, part of her still wants him. But with Sarah in the middle and Rafe's reckless, dangerous reputation, Victoria made the only choice she could: stay away. So what happens when you try not to fall for the one person you already fell for, the one who's always been just a little too close? #smutwarning 💋 This is a short story🫶🏼

"no pogue on pogue macking, you made the rule" "oh! fuck it" outer banks story john b x oc season 1-

-𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐆𝐎𝐋𝐃 ʳᵃᶠᵉ ᶜᵃᵐᵉʳᵒⁿ, ᶜˡᵉᵒ "𝙄 𝙖𝙢 𝙛𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙝 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝙖𝙢 𝙗𝙤𝙣𝙚. 𝘼𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙚, 𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙜𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙜𝙤𝙡𝙙. 𝙄'𝙫𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙩 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡, 𝙍𝙞𝙨𝙚 𝙪𝙥, 𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙜𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧." -How a pair of childhood best friends, with their own fair share of family and mental issues, work together to steal a gold cross and take down a few pogues in the process. (...rafexfem!oc) (...cleoxfem!oc in s3) (...obx s2)

In which a a Pogue falls for the mayors daughter or In which Sabrina & John B always find their way to each other

In which they're in love with the same girl or In which Devin, JJ and Rafe somehow work

In which a Pogue falls for two Kooks or In which Demetria, John B and Sarah find each other in hopeless times

Yamileth Santos had always been told she was special. It wasn't whispered sweetly in her ear or etched into bedtime stories. No, her worth had been hammered into her like a jewel set into a crown-polished, flawless, and cold. Born into one of the wealthiest families in Outer Banks, Yamileth had learned early that power wasn't something given; it was something worn. Her father, a ruthless businessman, and her mother, a socialite who could dismantle anyone with a single arched brow, had raised her to be nothing less than perfect. By the time she was seventeen, she had mastered the art of being untouchable. Boys loved her, but she never let them close. Girls wanted to be her, but she kept them at arm's length. The only person who had ever seen cracks in her armor was her older brother, Mateo, but even he had left for college without looking back. Then, everything changed. That summer, the weight of her father's crown became unbearable. And that's when Yamileth finally noticed Rafe Cameron. They'd always run in the same circles-same parties, same people, same world. He was the guy with too much charm for his own good, always making a scene or pushing the limits of what even Kooks could get away with. She'd dismissed him for years as reckless and loud, more trouble than he was worth. But that summer, something shifted. Maybe it was the way he'd started showing up more often, his eyes lingering on her with a boldness no one else dared. Or maybe it was the fact that, for once, Yamileth felt a crack in her perfect, pristine life.