#pope outer banks
Hazel Brown- John B Routledge
Summary: AU where your world is in black and white until you meet your soulmate, then everything turns into color.
Word count: 1,317
Warnings: none
Y/A: your age
Y/N: Your name
Soulmates. Everyone had one, couples pranced around you living in color while you were stuck in your own black and white world. You envied the people who would go out and watch the sunset or rise. You envied the people who went to art galleries and saw true color. You were hurt that you had spent Y/A years on this earth and have not found your soulmate yet.
John B Routledge was just like you; he was resentful of his peers who had found their love. He nearly lost his mind when JJ and Kiara saw colors once they had met. He just wanted to find the one to take to a flower garden, or take a trip outside of the Outer Banks. But he too was stuck in his own world of jet black colors and bland greys.
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Another day, another shift of working at the ice cream parlor at The Cut. Working in a shop full of colors you couldn’t see was a pain in the ass, but you forced yourself to memorize the location of each of the ice cream tubs.
“Can I help you?” You called out to the boy who was eyeing the tubs, squinting. The boy jumped at your voice, taking him out of his trance. “Yeah. Yeah sorry I’m just… frustrated.” He exhaled, raking his hand through his hair.
“You can’t see color either can you?” You asked, propping yourself against the cooler. He shook his head in response, “welcome to the club, the name’s Y/N.” You offered you a soft smile as you told him your name. “JJ Maybank.”
"If it makes it easier for you I can let you try a sample of something. I also know where everything is by memory if you know the flavors you want.“ JJ was very thankful that you were so understanding, many places haven’t been so kind.
"I’m ordering for all my friends. But uh I need a small cookie dough, medium brownie cake batter, small mint chocolate chip, and a large sherbert please.” JJ looked up and counted on his fingers as he recalled the orders his friends wanted.
He paid as you scooped the ice cream into bowls, softly singing along to the music that played off the store’s speakers. After you finished the bowls you put them in a paper bag for him to carry. You two stood aside chatting about how you moved here a few months ago, his life, and just life in general. A trio of teens walked into the parlor, one of them jumping onto JJ’s back, nearly knocking him to the ground.
You covered your smile with your hand, chuckling at JJ’s groans. “What’s taking you so long, Maybank?” The girl asked.
“I got distracted talking to Y/N okay? You know I get distracted by pretty girls.” You jokingly rolled your eyes, only imagining how many times he has used that on a girl.
“Y/N this is Kiara, Pope, and John B.” He pointed out to his friends as he introduced them. As soon as you made eye contact with John B, both of you dropped to the ground, a sharp pain in your heads. It only lasted about 20 seconds, JJ ran to the other side of the counter to help you up, Pope and Kiara helping John B.
Your shut eyes slowly opened, looking at John B who was already looking at you. Your eyes met his brown ones; brown! You started to see color, you slowly took in every little thing near you. You dropped your ice cream scooper in shock as your eyes began watering, you stepped closer to John B as he stared at you in awe, taking in everything about you. He could see in color; he took in the color of your hair, your eyes, your skin, even your clothes.
You two were in complete shock, mouths gaped. His friends smiled to themselves as they grabbed their bag of ice cream before sneaking out of the store, leaving you two by yourselves.
“You… you’re… you… I can see colors.” He whispered. Your heart was racing a mile a minute as he walked towards you. You reached your hand out in hopes he’d take it to follow you into the back room.
You led him back there, both your heads turning in different directions taking in all the colors you could. He placed his hand delicately on your cheek as he stroked his thumb against it. “You’re real.” You muttered, smiling brightly. He pulled you close to him, wrapping his arms tightly around your body. You melted into his touch as he rested his cheek on the top of your head.
“God I never thought this day would come.” He thought out loud. You two pulled away, his hand still holding your arm. “I get off at 5, would you want to go maybe look at the sunset? We could get food and go up to the roof.” His face blushed at your offer. He softly nodded his head as your heart was pounding. “Yeah I would love that."
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Your shift ended, making your nerves spike at an all time high. Hanging up your apron in the back room, you walked out to see John B sitting in a booth, anxiously tapping his leg. You approached him with your hand extended out towards him. "You ready?” You asked. He answered your question by intertwining his fingers with yours. He slid out of the booth, holding a picnic basket in his hand.
Your heart skipped a beat at just how sweet he was. He led you two out of the parlor and into his beautifully decorated van. “This, this is a piece of art.” You smiled, looking at the stickers everywhere.
“Finally! Someone appreciates my art. Also I’m sorry for the weed smell, JJ usually hot boxes the whole van in the back.” JB explained, one hand on the steering wheel, the other still holding your hand.
“It’s all good, I get it.” You smiled as he pulled up to the beach. Finding a spot, John B laid a large towel on the sand, sitting down with his legs crossed. You happily joined him, biting your bottom lip as he pulled out a small bouquet of roses. “You’re a true cliché, aren’t you John B?” You asked after inhaling the relaxing scent of the flowers.
“Only for my soulmate.” He winked.
You two spent the entire time talking. Every minute you two spent together was filled with conversations and laughter. It came to a pause when you finally looked at the setting sun. The sky was a beautiful mix of pinks and oranges, white fluffy clouds slowly disappearing. The way the color of the blue waves clashed against the bright ones of the sky.
“It’s beautiful.” You whispered, squeezing his hand in yours. John B looked down at your intertwined hands before looking at you again. “It certainly is.”
John B used his index finger to hold the bottom of your chin, making you look at him. His eyes looked in yours, practically asking for permission to kiss you. You gladly leaned forward and pressed your lips against his, feeling like you were on a high.
You’ve kissed other guys before, but knowing that you were kissing your soulmate truly felt like a blessing. You’ve never experienced this kind of passion in your life, igniting the flames in your stomach.
Before things got too intense in the make out session, he pulled away. Gently biting your bottom lip, a chill was sent down her spine. “You know what my favorite color is?” You asked, your thumb swiping across his bottom lip.
“What?”
“Hazel brown.” You said, noticing the details of his eyes. How when the sunlight hit it at the right angle, it looked like honey.
“Oh right, and I’m the cliché.”
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blind ⟶ jj maybank x fem!reader
REQUEST:34) “Why can’t you see that I’m in love with you?” with jj <3 some good old angst with a happy ending :)
SUMMARY: jj fails to see how you feel about him
WARNING: mentions of drinking, swearing, partying, mentions of smoking, mentions of abuse
GENRE: angst, fluff
WORD COUNT: 2.1k
(fem = female reader) not edited!!
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YOU lay on the hammock outside as everyone else is gathered around the fire outback, drinking, smoking, just having the time of their lives as you stare up at the stars and let the hammock swing slightly. you hear giggling from beside you and see jj walking a girl inside the chateau. you make eye contact look away, your heart shattering. you chew your bottom lip and close your eyes, ignoring the rest of the sounds coming from inside.
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IT’S been 3 days since the party at john b’s. 3 days since you spoke to jj. 3 days since you realized your feelings for jj weren’t platonic. 3 days since you started to distance yourself from your friends. because of him.
you let out a sigh as the sun beats against your body. you adjust your sunglasses and rest your arms at your sides, your fingers feeling the towel beneath you. you hum to yourself slightly, freezing when you hear familiar voices off in the distance. you turn your head slightly and see the pogues with their surf boards, walking in your direction.
you panic, quickly standing up and grabbing your things in a hurry. you start to run off when you hear kie yell your name, a big smile on her face.
“y/n! hey! what’s up?“ you stop, avoiding jj’s burning stare. you shrug, avoiding eye contact with everyone.
"nothing much. been busy with, uhm, family stuff. in fact, i actually have to get going. my mom just called. family emergency. see you guys later.” you lie, shooting a small and panicked smile at everyone before running off, not looking back. ✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆
A week. a week since you saw your friends at the beach. you’ve been on edge, panicking that you’ll run into them if you leave your house. so you haven’t. you’ve been locking yourself in your room, lying to your parents saying you haven’t been feeling well.
you sigh and turn on your side, staring at the wall beside you as your music blares throughout your room. you yawn and close your eyes, slowing dozing off.
10 minutes later, a knock echoes throughout your room. you sit up, wide eyed and confused. cautiously, you make your way to your window, slowly peaking behind your curtain, seeing jj staring right back at you. you freeze. shit.
you slowly open your curtains and unlock your window, letting jj slide it open and crawl through. “hey..” you whisper, watching him stare at you, emotionlessly.
“cut the bullshit.” he states, letting his arms hang at his sides as he watches you intently.
“what?” you ask, furrowing your brows together and crossing your arms across your chest.
“you heard me.” he’s still watching you, unamused.
“i.. i did hear you. i’m asking what you mean.” you explain, anxiously tapping your fingers on your arms. he looks away from you, glancing around your room as he runs his tongue along the inside of his cheek, letting out a low chuckle.
“why? why are you ignoring me? not even just me, you’re ignoring everybody! what did we do? because to be honest, we’re all fucking sick of you distancing yourself and not talking to us.“
you bite your tongue, blinking away the tears. they’re sick of you? "i’ve been going through family stuff, jj. i told you guys that.” he laughs but it’s not humorously. “yeah. okay, y/n. keep making excuses.” you release your arms, furrowing your eyebrows at the blonde in front of you.
“excuse me? you have some fucking nerve showing up to my house to say shit like this. not everything is fucking about you, jj. i know it’s hard to fucking believe, but it’s the truth.“ you ramble, throwing your hands around in anger.
he stares at you, jaw clenched. "how long are you gonna keep going on with this lie? kie saw your parents. she asked how you were doing and your parents told us you’ve been locking yourself in your room and haven’t left it since the day we saw you at the beach.” you bite your lip.
fuck.
“they don’t want to tell people about what’s going on.” you whisper, not sounding convincing at all. he throws his hands in the air, stepping away from you, “why are you still lying, y/n? tell us what we fucking did wrong.”
you turn around, resting your hands on your dresser. “leave.” you whisper. he stares at the back of your head, shocked.
“what?” he asks. you turn around to face him, nudging your arm to the window.
“leave.”
he scoffs, running a hand through his hair. “fuck you, y/n.” he states, walking towards your door and slamming it shut on his way out.
you collapse on your bed, tears running down your cheek. it’s for the best. this is what you need to do. you can’t get your heartbroken by him. therefore you can’t tell him the truth. right?
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TWO weeks later, your parents forced you out of the house. you’ve been talking to kie and pope again. you explained what was going on and they understood. they just wished you would’ve told them beforehand.
you stand at the entrance of the kegger the pogues decided to throw. you knew jj wouldn’t be around the pogues because nights like these were the nights were he would pick a touron to take home. you see kie and speed walk over to her, throwing yourself on her and greeting her with a smile.
its been about an hour or two since you arrived and you’ve been sitting at the fire talking with john b, sarah, pope, kie, and a few other pogues you go to school with.
you’re in the middle of a conversation when you see jj walking up with a girl attached to his hip. you look away from him and continue on with the conversation. he sits in front of you, watching you intently. the girl eyes you, glaring at you whenever she can. you bite your tongue, stopping you from saying anything.
30 minutes later, jj has finished about 2 more beers and is getting more obnoxious by the minute. you’re waiting for it. for him to blow up. and then it happens.
“it’s nice to see you crawling back, y/n.” he says loudly, causing everyone at the fire to go silent. you look him right in the eye, glaring daggers into his head.
“it’s nice to see you adding onto your list of std’s, jj.” you state blandly. kie gaps at you, her eyes wide. she nudges you, “y/n. don’t. just ignore him.”
you ignore her, still making eye contact with jj. he bites his tongue, breaking eye contact to take another sip of his beer. the girl whispers into his ear, causing him to grin. you chew your lip and stand up, grabbing your stuff and turning to him, tossing your beer in his face. everyone gasps and the girl shrieks as some of it lands on her. “you bitch!” she yells, standing up. jj stands up, watching you.
“fuck you.” you whisper, wiping away your tears before stalking off, ignoring kie calling after you. you hear footsteps running after you. you ignore them until suddenly your being turned around. you gasp slightly as you make eye contact with jj, shoving his hands off of you.
“don’t fucking touch me.” you spit, stepping away from him. he ignores you. “what the fuck was that, y/n?“ he asks, anger evident in his features.
“it was what you fucking deserve, jj. i don’t give a fuck if your drunk or not. you made a scene in front of everyone. something you know i fucking hate. yet you didn’t give a fuck.” you shout slightly. “and then the whore on your lap thought she was funny and made that fucking comment. i fucking heardit loud and clear, jj. and you laughed.you fucking laughed at that comment. why the fuck would you do something like that?” you yell, ignoring his attempts to interrupt you.
he goes silent, staring at you. “god. and to think we were best fucking friends 4 weeks ago. and now you’re treating me like i’m a fucking kook.” you state as he shrugs.
“you’ve been ignoring me, y/n. not the other way around. what am i supposed to do? be fucking buddy-buddy with you?“ he asks as you scoff, throwing your hands in the air, "no. but you don’t have to fucking treat me like that! you could’ve fucking kept your mouth shut.”
“i’m not you, y/n. i say what’s on my mind. i don’t lie to people and hide from everyone.” he states, his jaw clenched. you’ve had enough. the anger pulsing through your veins right now was dangerous. this whole situation was. but you’re over it. there’s no stopping now.
“you want me to say what’s on my fucking mind, jj? fine, i will. let me ruin everything some more. i fucking ignored you because i can’t control how i fucking feel. i can’t control the heartbreak i fucking feel looking at you and your side bitches. i can’t handle your harmless fucking flirting. i can’t handle you.”
he lets out a low chuckle, anger and hurt on his face, “if you didn’t want to be friends with me anymore, you could’ve just fucking said that, y/n.”
oh my god. he doesn’t fucking get it.
“oh my fucking god, jj, why don’t you fucking get it? why can’t you get it through your thick fucking skull that i want to be friends with you. i want you in my fucking life. but it’s fucking hard because you’re so fucking blind.”you shout angrily, throwing your hands around.
fuck it.
“y/n-”
“why can’t you see that i’m in love with you?” you ask loudly. he stops, staring at you with wide eyes. “there. you have the truth that you wanted so fucking badly. i’m in love with you. i can’t handle you because you don’t feel the same and i’m tired of hurting myself by watching you with all of these fucking girls that you bring home. i want it to be me. and it never fucking will be. so, yeah, i can’t fucking handle my feelings, jj.”
he stands there in silence, starting at the ground. you chew your bottom lip, ignoring the tears sliding down your cheeks.
“there you fucking have it.” you whisper before turning around, letting him stand there in silence.
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IT’S been about an hour since you confessed to jj. everyones been blowing up your phone. everyone but jj. you’re not surprised. you knew he didn’t feel the same. that’s why you kept everything in.
your phone buzzes. a text from kie. “i’m outside. can u come talk to me pls?” you respond and slide on your shoes before quietly making your way downstairs. wrapped in your blanket that has tear stains on it from how much you’ve been crying, you walk outside, seeing jj standing there.
she fucking tricked you. you go to turn around but jj stops you. “y/n, please. you got to talk. it’s my turn.” you drop your hand from the handle and slowly turn around, staring at the concrete slab beneath you.
“i’m sorry.” he starts, stepping towards you slowly, “i’m sorry for being such a shitty friend. you’re right. i am blind. i didn’t see the way you looked at me. i wish i fucking did. i wish i knew this shit because then none of this would’ve happened in the first place. but, y/n, you’re so fucking blind, too. i thought the way i feel about you was so fucking obvious. i mean, practically everyone but you sees it.” you look up.
what the fuck did he just say??
he’s right in front of you now, his hand rests on your chin, lifting your head up to look at him. “i love you. and i am so fucking sorry for everything. i will do anything to make it better. you want me to beg on my knees in front of everyone? you got it. you want me to flash everyone at the beach? you got it. i don’t care what it is.” you can’t help but smile. he loves you, too.
oh my fucking god.
jj continues to ramble on, but you can’t help but smile wider and wider. you grab the collar of his shirt and pull him into you, cutting him off by smashing your lips to his.
you pull away, smiling up at him. “shut up.” you whisper before he pulls you back in, his lips on yours.
My Random Obx Headcanons
● I know Rose is a realtor but she gives me strong interior decorator vibes. Like I can see her and Ward having their own flip or flop type vibe
● Wheezie runs a gossip page about all the kids in obx. She’s definitely the gossip girl of figure 8 dishing out everyone’s dirty secrets even her own siblings, no one is safe
● Rafe played football and baseball as a kid before giving it up to focus on golf.
● John B is a horrible texter. He’ll read your messages but forget to respond to them. It will take him a solid 3 days to a week to actually send you a message back.
● Ward makes all the kids sit down for a family dinner at least once a week and makes them all say what the best part of their day was
● Kelce is a secret nerd but won’t let Topper and Rafe know in fear of them teasing him about it. His favorite things are probably star wars and anything to do with Superman and Spiderman. He goes to conventions in New York but lies and tells the boys he’s visiting family.
● Also credit to the person I saw post this, if I can find it I’ll tag them for credit but I definitely agree that Topper is hands down the best fighter in the obx. Like he can definitely take down guys twice his size.
● Topper was definitely student body president like there’s no way around it like he was in student council and everything.
● Topper was also in mock trial for sure since his grandfather is a judge his mom made him join.
● Jj use to sell candy and silly bands secretly from his desk when he was in elementary school until a teacher caught him and busted down on his business
● Barry is a really good artist, he’s drawn portraits of everyone that’s bought from him just for the hell of it.
● Rafe once looked through one of Barry’s sketch books and seen a drawing of himself. Barry was pissed but Rafe’s nosy and can’t mind his own business
● Rafe and Barry go fishing together from time to time
● John B uses 5 in one body wash while Pope has a normal shower routine and JJ insists that just water will get the job done
● Sarah had braces in middle school but got them out before high school started
● Kie got in trouble at school once for staging a walk out during class to ban plastic straws at school
● Pope is afraid of mice idk why but I just know he is
● If Ward was still a pouge he be like one of those guys on deadliest catch that goes out looking for crabs and shit
A/n: These are random ass thoughts I had when I was board during work today , the only person they probably make sense to is me Anyway if you enjoyed this check out the first chapter to my fic Pouge Princess . If I knew how to do the little highlighted link thing I would but for now I just have it pinned to my page. Anyway hope you enjoy
