pairing: jj maybank x fem!reader

word count: a whopping 7.3k

summary: y/n returns to the island for her yearly visit with her cousin, Kiara. she loves everything about the outer banks, except one impossible blonde hair, blue eyed boy [enemies to friends to lovers]

warning: nothing that isn’t mentioned in the tv show therefore there is cursing, fighting, mention of abuse, underage drinking, blood || lmk if i forget anything || definitely typos || i also didn’t proofread this so sorry 

This is my first time writing for outer banks, so what better way to join a writing challenge organised by the queen herself @ptersparkers​. I hope y’all enjoy it and please lmk what you think of it  ♡ ♡

The whole month of August was dedicated to traveling to the outer banks, ever since you could remember. Your earliest memory on the island was when you were eight years old and your cousin, Kiara, almost drowned in the marsh; you remember laughing uncontrollably, not really understanding what was going on until your parents scolded you. You have always been close with Kiara; when you were away for the other eleven months of the year, you would constantly message and snapchat each other back and forward.

As you grew older, each year in obx came with new experiences. When you were thirteen, you had your first kiss on the dock with some brown-haired kook that you and Kiara were infatuated with that year. When you were fourteen, you got into your first fist fight with none other than JJ Maybanks and that was the beginning of the end for you. Ever since that eventful summer, you and JJ barely managed to be in the same room with each other without biting each other’s head off. You rued the first day you met him when you found him attractive, never more nauseated when you think of that memory. 

At the age of sixteen now, you couldn’t be more excited to go back and visit your cousin and the rest of your extended family. This time your parents weren’t tagging along and trusted you to stay safe under the watchful eye of Kiara. When you were on the phone with Kie, days before your arrival, you both gushed about the numerous adventures you were going to take together. You were back in the outer banks no longer than four hours before you were dragged down to the boneyard, a memorable place that you found bliss in. 

“Aye, there she is!” You heard John B yell over the chatter of the crowd down at the beach, he raised a red cup in your direction as a greeting. You laughed aloud, twirling before flinging yourself into his embrace. And it was official, John B gave the best hugs. 

“Hey, don’t be hogging her,” Pope whined, pulling you from his best friend’s grasp and bringing you into a rib crushing hug. Okay, maybe it was Pope that gave the best hugs. You were so overwhelmed by the love that they were showing that you hadn’t noticed the blonde-haired boy rock up next to the gang with a girl tucked under his arm. 

This is… a hundred percent your look, Connie baby.

pairing: conrad fisher x fem!conklin sister  trope: best friends to lovers triggers: underage drinking, drunk antics word count: 3.1k a/n: my favourite trope. forgive me for the writing errors, I’m just getting back into writing <3 please leave me some lovin’ 

“I’m never drinking again,” you moaned, your legs dangling over the back of the couch and your back bent in what looked like the most uncomfortable position but it was the only way to stop the nauseous feeling in your stomach. 

A groan from the floor beside you made your eyes peek open, a small smirk spread across your face as your best friend, Conrad Fisher, wore your big sunglasses to block the glistening sun from irritating him. “What about Joey’s later? Will we cancel our RVSPs?” he teased, his arm reaching up to rest on your forehead.

The feeling of his fingers touching your skin made you shiver, your jaw clenching tight to hold back a gasp. It wasn’t new to you, to being touched by Conrad but each and every time, it felt like the first time and it still shocked you. Despite your head banging from last night’s antics, you couldn’t tear your tired gaze away from him. There was no doubt in your mind that he was the most attractive person on this planet, and you believed that since the first day you met him. There was no one that compared, with his dark features and crooked smirk that made you swoon - and every other person in Cousins.

Conrad flinched at the sudden sound of your brother, Steven, and his brother, Jeremiah, trudging down the stairs - loud laughter and conversation echoing around the beach house. “Jesus Christ,” Jeremiah exclaimed, “what the hell happened to you two?” 

“Vodka,” you both said in unison.