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#40 from the love prompts with Pope thanks I love you you deserve 500,000 more

ahhhh i love you so much 🥺

side note: do the kids even burn mixtapes anymore? let me and @anxietyandtacos know if u do, i listened to jack’s mannequin heavily while writing this!

40. “I made this for you.”

pairing: pope heyward x reader

warnings: its a lil sad, pope leaving for college

word count: 725

To say you were sad would be an understatement. After a perfect last summer together, Pope was heading off to college on the other side of the country, and you were stuck in the OBX finishing up your last year of high school. Though the summer had been full of boat days and keggers and as many quiet moments as the two of you could carve out with each other, you couldn’t help but feel the weight of his upcoming departure hanging over your heads the whole time. And now that departure was right on your doorstep. 

You were lying beside Pope on his bed, limbs haphazardly intertwined and your head resting on his chest. It was his last night in the OBX, tomorrow he would be heading to the west coast in his car and leaving you behind. You were trying not to think about it, attempting to focus on the steady beating of his heart and the way his hand felt, rubbing soothing circles on your back. As if sensing the inner turmoil going on in your brain, his hand left your back to tilt your chin up, causing you to look into his eyes. “You okay?” he asked quietly. All you could do was shrug, tears carefully gathering in your eyes, dangerously close to falling.

“Don’t want you to go,” you admitted into his chest, quietly.

“Can I be honest with you?” he whispered back and you nodded, “I don’t want to go either.” 

Tightening your hold on him, a part of you wanted to ask him to stay. But you knew that wasn’t fair of you, knew he was meant to get out of the OBX and make something of himself and you would never keep him from that. Besides it was just eight months, and then you would be off to college too, hopefully somewhere a little closer to him. And he had promised to come home for Christmas and spring break, so it’s not like you wouldn’t see him at all. You had just never been apart for more than a couple weeks, and you were hoping your relationship would last long-distance.

Trying to push your sad feelings down and enjoy one last night with Pope, you tilted your head up and kissed him, getting lost in him.

Far too early the next morning you stood by quietly as the pogues surrounded Pope. John B was enthusiastically hugging Pope, Kie was encouraging him, and JJ was giving him some truly terrible advice about putting the ‘party scene’ ahead of his academics. You couldn’t find it in your heart to put on a brave face, trying not to cry was taking up most of your energy. 

Throwing your arms around him, you held him tightly to you, burying your head in his chest and breathing in his smell. You focused on the way his arms felt around you, trying to memorize the feeling. Reluctantly you pulled away, pressing your lips to his multiple times as you did so. “Will you call me on the drive?” you asked him. His returning grin told you he would. 

“I love you,” he told you, kissing you again. Your lip wobbled as you repeated the phrase back to him. “I better get going,” the regret was written all over his face, but it was a long drive ahead of him. As he got into his car, you remembered the item in your backpack.

“Wait!” You called, running to the driver door. Pope looked at you confusedly as he rolled down the window. You pressed your lips to his again, wanting to feel his lips against yours another time. “I made this for you,” you shyly told him, pulling a burnt mix tape out of your bag with the words “Y/N LOVES POPE” written in big block letters in sharpie. 

“What is it?” He asked, rather dumbly in your opinion for some hot shot headed off to college.

You giggled nervously, “It’s a mixtape genius. It has our song and every song that makes me think of you and us burnt on it. You better appreciate it, I had to use the library computers to burn it and Mrs. Jenkins got really mad at me for it.” He laughed, knowing you were terrified of the mean, old librarian. “You can listen to it when you miss me.” 

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[sweetpeasanddandelions]

Lost Time- Sweet Pea

Prompt: Could you write me a riverdale imagine where the reader and sweet pea are complete opposites (she’s a total gooorthie) and she starts hanging out with Cheryl and Toni and becomes a badass to get him to notice her more?? Thanks so much, even if you don’t do it!! @thevortexclubposse

A/N: my dude I’m so sorry that this took so long!! I hope you like it I haven’t done a request in literally forever lol. Feedback is welcome and greatly appreciated :)

Ever since Cheryl started dating Toni, you noticed differences in her. She didn’t regard the southside with such disdain, and actually began to like the serpents. You appreciated the changes you’d seen in your best friend, but you only hoped Toni might rub off a little more on you too. Ever since the Southside High students had transferred to Riverdale, you eye had immediately been caught by a tall and mysterious serpent. All his friends called him Sweet Pea, but you’d never had the pleasure of even speaking with him. Luckily, as Cheryl and Toni grew closer, you and Toni did too, and you had a plan up your sleeves.

“Toni!” you exclaimed, running after her down the hall.

“What’s up?” she asked you, slowing her pace slightly so you could catch up.

“I have a big favor to ask you. I kinda have a crush on one of the serpents-“

“Sweet pea?” she asked earnestly. Your eyes got wide.

“How did you know?” you exclaimed in a whisper. She chuckled under her breath as she smiled.

“You’re pretty obvious about it, you know. Don’t worry, Sweet Pea has no idea. He’s a boy,” she said rolling her eyes. You laughed nervously, relieved he didn’t know but your mind still reeling at how obvious you had been. “So what’s the favor?”

“Well, I don’t really think I’m his type, you know? He doesn’t even know who I am, and I want to get his attention somehow. I was wondering if you had any ideas?” Toni’s lips stretched into a sly smile.

“I actually might.”

~

“Are you sure it’s not like, too tight?” you asked uncertainly, trying and failing to get the skin-tight black leather skirt to stretch in any way around your hips.

“Is that a joke? If Toni wasn’t standing here right now, I would’ve pounced on you myself,” Cheryl joked, earning an elbow to the rib from Toni.

“You look amazing, seriously. No one’s ever going to expect this from you. They might not even recognize you.”

“No one is going to recognize me at the Wyrm, I’ve never even been there before,” you retaliated.

“Well looking how you do now, Sweet Pea won’t be the only one to notice.”

Toni insisted you ride her motorcycle with her to the Wyrm. She said it was part of the “badass experience.” You did have to admit the adrenaline rush gave you an extra burst of confidence as you walked through the front doors of the Wyrm, however it was uncertain if the wind had improved or ruined your hair. Judging by the looks you received upon walking in, you weren’t too concerned about it. You smirked slightly as you walked alongside Toni and Cheryl over to the pool table where Sweet Pea stood, along with Fangs and some of the other serpents. Sweet Pea’s reaction to your new appearance was better than you could’ve asked for. His eyes widened, just long enough for you to notice before he resumed his previous expression. Toni introduced the two of you.

“I know who you are, you’re always hanging with Toni and Cheryl. The really smart one, right?” You blushed slightly at the realization that he did, in fact, know who you are. You wanted to try to maintain your confident demeanor just a little longer, though.

“Yeah, and I know who you are. The tall, handsome serpent I wish Toni had introduced me to sooner.” His eyebrows raised, and he licked his lips slightly. You smirked a little leaning back on the pool table. He stepped closer to you, a mischievous smile adorning his plump lips.

“Well let me get you a drink then and we’ll start making up for lost time.”

[flamehairedwritings]

Hopper trying to hide presents from El and the OC, but he’s not used to it since he hasn’t had a Christmas in a loooong time, so Jane makes a game out of finding her presents and stresses him out? Also Santa beard Hop!?

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[radiantroope]

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