could you please do list E " your hands are freezing! let me warm them up... " with jj maybe to get me back in the obx mood for season 2 lol

thank you and i miss you too baby 🥺❤️ i’m so excited for season two :))

shoupe and his police buddies had brought you four back to the police tent that they had set up while on the look out for john b. you’d just sent him off and mere moments later, shoupe came and ruined your happiness. the four of you sat in the chairs that lined one of the walls of the tent, waiting to be questioned. kie sat to your left with her head against pope’s shoulder while your leg bobbed anxiously as your eyes cast out to the waters outside the tent that you could barely see out of the opening.

a lot had happened in the last few days. you guys had found the gold. you actually did it but you should’ve known it was too good to be true. nothing good ever happened to you pogues. barry tried to steal it, jj wanted to make things even which in the end only made things worse, you’d learned ward killed big john and took all the gold on a plane to the bahamas, sheriff peterkin was killed and ward planted it on john b, it just hadn’t been good for you or your friends. you spent the last bit of your time trying to get john b off the island safely and unnoticed since he had a warrant out for his arrest and just when you sent him off, shoupe showed up and rained on your parade.

now you were nervously fidgeting, tapping your fingers against the chair you sat in while your leg wouldn’t let up on the bouncing. you were scared for john b. he was one of your best friends and he had to travel alone until you guys could get to him if you ever would be able to now, considering your current predicament. he probably had police boats looking for him and you wondered how far he’d make it before he got caught and would be put in jail. no one would believe your word over ward’s so if he got caught, he was there to stay and there was absolutely nothing you could do about it.

“hey, you good?” jj’s voice broke your train of thought and your eyes met the baby blue ones of worry staring back at you. you reluctantly nodded your head before looking back out at the water.

“yeah, just worried about him.” you heard him sigh after your statement and his fingers circled your wrist to pull your hand away from the chair, the sound of your tapping stopping because of it. you rolled your eyes and grabbed his hand to pull it off of you but your touch caused him to yank his hands away in an instant, almost as if you had hurt him.

“y/n, your hands are freezing! let me warm them up…” he trailed off before he brought his hands back to your hands, holding them in his own as he tried to bring them warmth. he rubbed his calloused palms over your skin, using the friction to create some heat for your icy hands. “is that better?”

“yeah thanks,” you mumbled and jj pulled his hands from your own, your hands feeling colder than before without his touch. “hey, jj?”

“yeah.” he looked up at you expectantly.

“can you hold my hand? it made me feel better,” you spoke bashfully but jj’s smile calmed your nerves. he nodded his head and slipped his hand into your own, fingers lacing together.

“of course.”

29. “Oh no…he’s/she’s/they’re cute.”

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“I met someone,” you told your best friend over the phone. She screamed, to which you drew the phone away from your ear.

“What’s his name? Where you’d meet him? How tall is he? What’s his favorite color? What does he look like? Wait, does this mean you’re not coming home in fall?”

“Slow down!” You laughed. “I’ll be back in the fall. This is just... my summer fling.”

“Well tell me about him! I’m waiting,” she said.

“Hold on,” you said, putting her on speaker and scrolling through your photos. “I’m sending you a picture of him.” You said.

You hit send on the photo. “His name is JJ. We met at a party.” 

You heard her gasp. “Oh no,” she began. It sounded like a bad oh no, which made you panic.

“What? Oh no, what?” you asked.

“Oh no... he’s cute!” She yelled. “Holy shit he’s so cute. How did you score someone so cute?”

Your heart stopped racing frantically. “God, you jerk. I thought it was something bad.”

“No,” she laughed. “Okay, tell me more.”

Just as you were about to keep talking, there was a knock on your door. “Hold on.”

You looked through the window, seeing JJ right outside your apartment. “I gotta go. I’ll call you later.”

“Is cute JJ there?” she asked quickly.

“Yes. Cute JJ is here.”

You rush out goodbyes, and I miss you’s and promises to talk later before you’re heading for the door, greeting JJ with kisses instead of hellos.

23. “You weren’t there…why weren’t you there?”

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After an entire summer spent chasing gold, watching JJ get into fight after fight after fight with the kooks, and arguing more than you loved each other, you and JJ broke up. You hadn’t spoken to him since, but you knew what was going on in his life.

His best friend was gone. You’d heard about it John B leaving. Everyone had heard about it. The outer banks is pretty small and word travels fast. Especially when that word involves Sarah Cameron. But you never called, never visited to see how he was, or asked anyone about him.

You cared, but the memories of the breakup were too much. You didn’t want to face him.

Until you needed to.

You walked to John B’s house. You’d heard word that JJ had been staying there since John B left. Kie and Pope were there often too, but you felt lucky not seeing them today.

You knocked a few times, patiently waiting until the door opened. JJ stood in front of you, looking like he hadn’t slept in weeks.

You caught his eyes, but only for a moment before you nervously looked anywhere else. “Hey. How’re you holding up?”

“How am I holding up?” JJ questioned. “You come to see me and the first thing you ask me how I’m holding up. How do you think I’m holding up?”

“I-I.. I don’t know. I wanted to... see if there was anything I could do to help.”

“You want to help? Help with what?” His voice raised with his words. “My best friend is gone, Y/N! And you weren’t there... you weren’t there when he almost drowned, you weren’t there when we were questioned by the cops. You weren’t there when my dad kicked me out again but not before kicking me to the ground multiple times. Why weren’t you there? And why do you think you get to be here now?”

You couldn’t form words. JJ yelling at you wasn’t unfamiliar, but it didn’t make it hurt any less. “I’m sorry. I wanted to be there. I wanted to help, but I didn’t know it would get that bad that fast. And I was mad at you and didn’t want to face you.”

“Hating me doesn’t mean you couldn’t support our friends. The least you could’ve done is been there for John B, and Pope, and Kiara, hell even Sarah. So you don’t get to be sorry when you’re the one who made that choice.”

Ahhhh yes!!! You got it babe :)) I’m a sucker for soulmates too haha

You see in black and white until you meet your soulmate - then you can see colors

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“Nat, do I really have to go undercover at this school?” You were told you’d have to do some digging around at a high school, something about a student’s dad who was in possession of some Chitari tech and was making weaponry with it. You pulled on your regular black jeans and some white converse, clothes you wore on your days off that seemed to be perfect for a day as a regular teen in high school.

“Yes, just try to get in with Elizabeth. I was told there was talk of a party at her house soon so get an invite. She seems like a sweet girl despite her father so she’ll probably invite you,” Nat explained while you grabbed your favorite sweater which was red as Nat had told you. It was so soft and she always complimented you when you wore it so that was an added bonus. You paired the fit with a necklace that had your first initial dangling from the thin chain.

“It’s Liz, Nat, and fine. Do I look like a high school teen?” She chuckled at your question before hopping off her chair.

“You say that like you aren’t a teenager yourself. Yes, you look like a teenager. Now grab that backpack and come on,” she instructed, pointing towards the light grey backpack and grabbing the car keys.

“I hate this,” you muttered when the both of you pulled up to the school.

“It’ll be fine. You have nothing to worry about especially in your cute little sweater. It shouldn’t take any longer than a week, maybe two so just go in, do what you have to, and you’ll be free from the hell hole,” she spoke softly before she patted your shoulder and leaned to open your door for you. “Now go.” You groaned and walked out of the car and into Midtown School of Science and Technology.

It was a big and buzzing campus, students all around and you wondered what your life would have been like if things hadn’t gone the way they did, if you had been a normal non-spy non-crime fighting teenager. You had been so in your head that you didn’t see the boy in a hurry run smack into you, your heads knocking together quite forcefully. He didn’t look like it when he was coming your way but damn did he have some strength to him. Your eyes were shut as your hand flew to your head to rub it to help ease the pain a tad.

“Oh- oh my- I’m so sorr-” his words were cut off by something though you didn’t know what since your eyes were still closed.

“I’m sorry. This is Peter, I am Ned, and you must be y/n,” another voice spoke. You finally opened your eyes to greet the other person, Ned, and shook the hand he had offered to you.

“Thanks, Ned. Nice to meet you.” When your eyes flickered to Peter, it was like a flash of bright light consumed all you could see before it all settled in and everything was now in color instead of white and black. You looked down at your sweater and smiled that you could now see its scarlet shade. “It’s very nice to meet you, Peter.”

He gave you a sheepish grin as his eyes darted all around, taking in the school he had seen a million times but now in its full glory of different hues.

“What’s happening?” Ned asked curiously as he gauged your wide smiles and wandering eyes.

“Colors, Ned. They’re beautiful and...” he trailed before his big honey brown eyes landed on you, “so is she.”

Your cheeks heated at the compliment and you couldn’t believe you met your soulmate at a high school, a place you never thought you’d be. Your eyes went to the left before you caught sight of Liz and a blonde, Betty Brant who is a very good friend of hers from what you had been told.

“I’ll catch up with you guys later but it was nice to meet you both and I’ll see you later Peter,” you told him before you quickly kissed his cheek and left to meet up with the two girls, easily getting them to help you find your classes and getting you one step further in your mission.

Omg of course!!!

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“Here we are! The great outdoors,” JJ announced proudly. This year he wanted to go camping now that your son was old enough to really experience it.

“Your father is crazy,” you mumbled to the boy who held your hand in his.

“What was that?” JJ asked when he turned around.

“I said that we need to get some firewood before the sun goes down,” you covered while your boy tried to conceal his giggles.

“Yeah sure. Okay, I’ll pitch the tent while you two losers go look for firewood. Don’t get lost,” JJ warned.

“We won’t,” you reassured him before you dropped your bag and led your son into the woods.

“Daddy really loves camping, doesn’t he?” your son asked you and you nodded your head.

“Yep, I’m sure you will too. You’re a lot like him, bubba.”

“Really?” he asked in pure awe.

“Yes, you are almost an exact replica with a little bit of me mixed in. He really wanted to name you JJ Junior but that would’ve been too many J’s,” you laughed along with your son.

“JJJ is a funny name,” he giggled.

“I’m glad you agree because if I hadn’t fought it, that would have been your name.”

“Thanks, mama.”

“You’re welcome, sweetheart.”

prompt list A: “First second I saw you and I couldn’t get over how beautiful you were.” oooh with peter parker or jj either is cute :)

I am still taking requests love and we’re gonna do peter because I am very much in love with him at the moment haha

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“Oh sorry,” you muttered when you collided into the boy who ran through your mind constantly, causing your books to go everywhere.

“I’m sorry. I, um, I should’ve seen you coming,” he lightly chuckled as he bent down with you to help you pick everything up. You noticed the light pink that dusted over his freckled cheeks in embarrassment and couldn’t help but find it endearing. Everything about Peter Parker was endearing.

“No, I should’ve paid more attention,” you argued with the boy before you reached out for your yellow notebook but Peter was also heading for the same sun-colored spiral-bound book as well. Your hand brushed his but you pulled it away quickly, muttering another apology. Both of you shared awkward chuckles at the incident and continued to pick up the mess you both made. Once you both had collected all the items that were in your arms moments prior, y’all stood. “Thank you, Peter. I really appreciate it.”

“Don’t worry about it. Where’s your next class?” he asked courageously, something you only caught glimpses of in his normally shy and awkward nature.

“Harrington,” you replied while looking into the honey-brown eyes of the boy who still held half of your belongings.

“I’ll walk with you,” he told you before you two took off.

“I can carry that,” you offered but he shook his head. The notion was sweet, only making you fall for him more but you would never say anything about it. “You’re a really nice guy, Peter.”

“I- uh, it was the first second I saw you and I couldn’t get over how beautiful you were,” Peter blurted out, his eyes widening and his free hand clasping over his mouth as if to push the spilled words back in.

“What?” you responded as your eyes widened as well. Of all the things you expected him to say, that wasn’t on the list.

“You’re, um, you’re really pretty y/n. I thought you should know that,” he grinned before stopping in front of Mr. Harrington’s classroom. “Would you want to, uh, hang out with me after school sometime this week? We can study or watch a movie or whatever you want to do. It doesn’t matter to me. I just want to hang out wi-”

“Yes, I’d love to,” you stopped his rambling with your confirmation and nodded at him. “Thursday sound good?”

“Yeah,” he let out a small sigh in relief while you gathered your things from his arms.

“Then I’ll see you Thursday,” you chirped before turning to go to class.

“See you Thursday.”

Oooo okay! I think I’m going to do favorite things to do :)

Watching movies - @lonely-xplr @x-lulu @rebelemilu

Baking cookies - @socialanxiety-queen @reinad-snc @ilovejjmaybank

Writing - @goddess-of-time-and-magic @crxstalreeds @golbrocklovely

Reading - @starrybrock @reddesertcolbs @sguymon21

Napping - @itsnotgray @themaddies-obx @xgingerblue19x

Scrolling through tumblr - you @golbrockstar @xplrvibes

Daily FaceTime with my best friend - @faithie-brock-gillespie01 @toriswrites @heaven-with-mark

Okayyyy here we go haha there’s probably going to be a bit of marvel because I’m on a marvel train at the moment hehe

Steve Rogers/Captain America - @lonely-xplr selfless, leader, will do whatever for their friends, wants peace, noble, super kind and cute, protector, loyal, a romantic

Tony Stark/Iron Man - @starrybrock hella smart, like sooo intelligent it blows my mind, generous, hard worker, great leader and speaker, visionary, did I mention they’re smart?

Peter Parker/Spider-Man - @ilovejjmaybank and @x-lulu kinda shy, super cute, an adorable little bean, a great friend, an absolute sweetheart, super friendly, kind, caring, smart

Scott Lang/Ant-Man - @dmonchld chaotic in a good way, hilarious, caring, super funny, driven, loves their friends, charming, brave

Bucky Barnes/The Winter Soldier - @rebelemilu an amazing friend, someone who will stick up for someone else, loyal, brave, charming, headstrong, honest

Pope Heyward - @sguymon21 super smart, funny, always up for adventure, loyal, stays on track, a wonderful friend, helpful, adorable

Kiara Carrera - @crxstalreeds headstrong, beautiful, good sense of humor, chill, down to earth, easy going, always there for her friends, giving