#Cleo County

[pickmylaundry]

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[deputy-sennaviste]

I was tagged by @trench-rot for this cute af little picrew.

Top left: Senna Viste in her street clothes

Top right: Dep Senna Viste taking a break from liberating Hope County from The Project

Bottom left: My cultist OC Cleo Valentine and her Judge "Tenor"

Bottom right: My Chosen OC Alexander Dawson

[lyrasky]

【ウォーキング・デッド:ザ・ワンズ・フー・リブ】第６話ネタバレ有無あらすじ　The Walking Dead:The Ones Who Live1-6

【ウオーキング・デッド:ザ・ワンズ・フー・リブ】第６話ネタバレ有無あらすじThe Walking Dead:The Ones Who Live1-6 #TheOnesWhoLive #AndrewLincoln #DanaiGurira #ザワンズフーリブ #ウォーキングデッド #PollyannaMcIntosh #TerryOQuinn #TheWalkingDeadTheOnesWhoLive #LesleyAnnBrandt #CraigTate #FrankieQuiñones #RobertOHara #LubaMason #MatthewJeffers #BreedaWool #AndrewBachelor #ErinAnderson #TessaSlovis #AlexisRaeForlenza #KarmaJenkins #LesTrent #conflict #aurora

リック・グライムスの物語が幕を閉じた。 この終わり方で「スッキリしたか？」と聞かれたら微妙だが「これで良かった」と安心して寝れる終わり方をしてくれてありがとうと言いたい(笑)。 【ウォーキング・デッド : ザ・ワンズ・フー・リブ】は、スピンオフだが、これは完全なる【ウォーキング・デッド 】である。 それは��1話から見た人な��賛同してくれるだろう。 今日で最終話だなんて名残惜しくて…リックにせっかく再会できたのだからもう少し見ていたいなと思ってしまう。 最終戦争とでも言うべき第6話。 今日でリック・グライムス本家【ウォーキング・デッド】の幕が閉じるのだ。 それも感動的に！ Continue reading 【ウォーキング・デッド:ザ・ワンズ・フー・リブ】第６話ネタバレ有無あらすじ　The Walking Dead:The Ones Who Live1-6

[realestateagent01]

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[real-estate-hub-2]

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[gh0stsp1d3r]

We were worried.

Req: jj x John bs sister in the episode where Kie was sent to the wilderness camp, and they’re leaving the island and ready to go on the plane but reader hasn’t yet returned to the pogues as she said she was going to pack a few things at the chateau but instead of kie being sent away it’s reader. she gets to the chateau to pack, dcs is there to take her to foster care so she leaves a note for the pogues on her location, JJ leaves to go find her after worrying.

^ request edited to fit. full request here

Warnings: dcs, mentions of foster care, fluff.

MASTERLIST

All of you stood on the dock, with Pope and Cleo departing. You looked around, sighing and slinging your bag over your shoulder, turning back to them.

“I’m gonna go to the chateau, pack real quick.”

John B nodded at you, “don’t forget-“

“I know, I’ll be at the strip in an hour.” You rolled your eyes at your brother.

“Be careful.” He told you, you nodding and turning the other way, walking off the dock. You headed to the Chateau, not too far away.

Once there, nothing seemed out of the ordinary. You were shoving your clothes and other things you knew you needed into your bag, when you suddenly heard a loud knock, along with chattering inside.

“Hello?! Y/n Routledge?!”

Your eyes widened, glancing around the room wildly. You grabbed your bag quietly, got on your hands and knees and began to crawl over to the window. You peeked out the blinds, thankful they were looking the other way.

Their lanyards and their folders, you knew who they were. You also noticed the cops behind them, Shoupe among them.

You moved from the window, swallowing the lump that formed in your throat. You went to the kitchen, quietly ripping a piece of paper out and a sharpie. You scrawled onto the piece of paper as quickly as possible.

“DCF LOOKING FOR ME. AT THE TREEHOUSE.”

The treehouse. It was the name you all used for a hideout spot, a little shed hidden deep in the woods, a spot no one else knew of.

You put the note on the counter, glancing behind the door when they began knocking again. You crawled over to the back door, heart pounding against your chest as you reached for the doorknob, slowly twisting it.

You were crouching now, peeking out the side where they all stood in front of your door. You took a deep breath, locking the door behind you, before standing up and bolting for it, leaves crackling under your shoes.

Shoupe heard the noise, his eyebrows furrowing as he went to the side of the house, but when he made it, nothing was there. He examined it for a little, before turning back to the others after he had found nothing.

You ran in the woods, knowing that Shoupe would put up a missing persons report soon enough. The woods on the side were deep, and you panted once you thought it would be safe enough to stop for a little.

Checking your phone and throwing your bag off your shoulder, you opened the police site for the county, clicking on the missing persons tab. You were shocked to see your name so quickly.

Your neighbors, most likely. They had always kept a close eye on you and your brother, and this isn’t the first time they thought you were missing.

With a sigh, you sat down, going to the messages app when your phone died. You furrowed your eyebrows, groaning in annoyance.

If you left to go the airstrip, you risked getting caught by dcf and the cops. You didn’t leave, they would leave you and you would be left alone. You don’t know which is worse.

You sighed, glancing at the forage to her side that you would need to cross, hearing the chatter and the sound of radios not too far, most likely searching.

Standing up, you grabbed your bag and slung it back over your shoulder, putting your phone in your pocket and continuing to walk as quietly but also as fast as you could all the way to the treehouse.

JJ furrowed his eyebrows, hiding bending a cop car, peeking out from behind. What were all these cops doing here?

He saw an opportunity to sneak through the back door when the two at the house turned to face the lake in the back, JJ quickly crouching behind, quietly grabbing the spare key he knew she hid.

He did a door trick he found as a kid, shutting it with no sound and whispering your name, glancing around the house. He found everything a mess, like you had packed quickly. He was still crouching when he went over to the kitchen, passing something that caught his eyes on the counter.

He grabbed the piece of paper, reading the messy handwriting. He exhaled, happy that you were safe but also worried for you.

He put the note in his back pocket, making a sneaky exit from the house, and somehow making it into the woods, hidden by the trees, he could finally relax a bit.

He knew the way to the treehouse was a bit of a long walk, and he remembered each step. He recalled walking through the forage as a kid, a smile on your face while you showed him your spot. You went there when you wanted to be alone, to read, or anything else. But you trusted him with it, and the other pogues as they came along.

The sun had gone down, the moon had risen, and he could hear the chirping of the crickets around him when he finally made it to the shed.

He knocked on it, you jumping and retreating into a corner, grabbing a crowbar that was in the shed. You got ready to swing it before he opened the door slowly, revealing himself as Jj. You sighed in relief, dropping the weapon.

“Jj.”

“Y/n…” he murmured, you wrapping your arms around the blonde quickly.

“What- what happened? Why are you here?” He asked you hurriedly, a hand on your arm now.

“I- they knocked on the door, and I fucking knew this was coming, I asked John B to help me with this shit but he was so caught up in… whatever, that doesn’t matter, they were trying to take me- us, to foster care. And Mrs and Mr Smith called, and the cops think we’re missing!” You explained quickly, voice wavering with each word spilling from your mouth.

“Alright, alright. You’re uh… you’re fine, right?”

“I’m fine.” You nodded. “Wait, but why are you here? I thought you were supposed to leave on the jet?” You noticed, furrowing your eyebrows at the boy.

“I was worried.” He admitted. “We were all worried. But…” he trailed off, giving you a shrug. “I didn’t wanna leave you behind.”

You smiled softly, looking at him. “Jayj…”

“I’m sorry for what I said earlier. About you being annoying.” He blurted out suddenly, you two had gotten into an arguement and he had said that you were annoying, it had hurt your feelings and you avoided him for house.

“I’m sorry for calling your plans dumb.”

He tilted his head to the side, “are you?”

“No.” You giggled. “They are dumb.”

“You wound me.” He gasped dramatically, both of you laughing until the shed fell into silence again, both of you staring at each other.

“Jj?”

“Hmm?” He hummed.

“I love you.” You admitted, swallowing the lump that had formed in your throat.

“I… I love you too.” He replied quietly, gaze dropping to your lips for a moment. His heart pounded as he leaned in, his eyes shutting. Your lips met his halfway, his hands going to pull you closer.

[gotskamstuff]

PAUSE. I think I’ve cracked the code and the timeline (or maybe I’m just on crack)

Let’s start here, it looks like one of the plot this season is gonna be the Kooks, more specifically Topper’s family, wanting to buy the Pogue’s land to create clubs and Kook’s businesses (whether it’s our Pogue’s house specifically or lands on the Cut in general we don’t know)

Of course this is not gonna be well received from the Pogues who are gonna fight back and to me it looks like that when JJ goes to grab the chair there’s already chaos happening in the court room and perhaps the habitants of the Cut have started protesting in court causing an uproar

Because of course JJ is JJ, he takes it to another level and he gets arrested for throwing the chair in the courthouse BUT someone (possibly one of our Pogues) breaks him out of the cop car and he gets to escape his arrest

It looks like that later that same night (same outfits) all the Pogues from the Cut are gonna start a riot in town in protest of the Kooks buying their lands

But once the cops show up JJ is gonna have to make a run for it AND THIS BRINGS ME TO MY THEORY THAT JJ IS GONNA BE ESCAPING FROM THE COPS AND GOING INTO HIDING FOR THE REST OF THE SEASON…follow me

My personal theory is that the episode I’ve just broke down is 4x05 and it’s when they’re gonna leave us hanging for the first half, now another episode in the second half of the season is this one below that PERSONALLY (it’s not a fact, just my opinion) I think might be 4x08. We got this spoiler of John B, Sarah, Pope and Cleo during a scene together presumably on the mainland while JJ and Kie are not there

In the trailer we have this scene and the four of them are wearing the same outfits from the pic above, my theory is that this scene in the trailer is 4x09, the following morning from the spoiler above and after discovering something the Pogues are starting to make moves to go to Morocco and they are hiding JJ in there ‘cause he can’t be seen since he’s wanted by the cops

I think they are gonna move JJ to this yacht (maybe the Camron’s) and he’s gonna stay there in hiding until they are ready to go and leave Kildare, we got spoilers of JJ in his Morocco outfit ALONE on the yacht (another waaaay more loose theory I have is that Luke is gonna find him while he’s here alone and they are gonna fight for the last time and that’s where JJ blood stain comes from)

Another spoiler we got is the 5 Pogues (Kiara, John B, Sarah, Pope and Cleo) on this boat MINUS JJ but THEN we see the 5 of them reunited/getting JJ from the yacht and start making their escape.

Because they have stolen the Kilder County Sheriff’s boat they are gonna probably get tracked down (JJ is also crouched down in the boat seemingly hiding in all the spoilers we got) and here we see the cops trying to hit/stop the boat and also Mike Carrera yelling and my theory is that he’s trying to convince JJ to hand himself to the authorities and not put the others (specifically Kiara) in danger

But then as we know…all six of them go to Morocco.

SO THERE YOU GO, here’s my theory of JJ being wanted/hiding for half of the season and I wouldn’t exclude also possibly FAKING his own death upon returning to Kildare (hence all the rumors about it) 🤷🏻‍♀️

[storieswithvenus]

beach days // JJ Maybank x fem reader

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ 𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘶𝘴 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘴

hi!!! i hope everyone is doing well. i’m so sorry for not posting in like ages lmao. writers block is actually kicking my ass for the last few weeks so i’ve literally just wrote this to try and get something out. if it’s bad, im sorry!!!

ALSO!!! thank you for 100 followers!!! your support is super appreciated and i love every single one of you!!!

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the sun was glowing over the kildare county. the last few days had been the hottest ones of the season so far, and from what weather predictions had been reporting, it was only meant to be getting hotter.

you, sarah and kiara were all laying on your towels, the sand being too hot to lay on like yous usually did. the three of you laying there with your bikinis on, sunglasses covering your eyes and soaking up the sun. you enjoyed this time with your girls, you got some peace and quiet from the complete chaos the boys brought.

“BABE! look at this really cool trick me and JB can do,” the sound of your boyfriends voice attracting your attention. sitting up, along with sarah to watch what your two boyfriends could possibly be doing.

“this really isn’t going to go well, is it?” sarah whispered over to you, both of you staring intently at the two boys trying to do a backflip trick. you look over to her slightly, giggling at what she said, “this definitely is not going to go well. either one or both of them gets hurt.” you reply, your voice full of love as you turn your head back to the two boys.

“20 bucks it’ll be JJ who gets hurt”, kiara speaks up from the other side of you, she sits up to watch the boys. you and sarah let out a quiet laugh at kiaras comment, watching as the two of them get into position to try the trick again.

the two boys were standing with their backs together, walking away from each other a few feet, just to start doing back flips towards each other. what they didn’t realise however, was the fact that they were backflipping right into each other. so when they both collided and flipped over each other, you weren’t surprised to hear a few groans and moans from the boys.

kiaras laugh pierced the air, you and sarah looking over to her just to see her wiping her eyes to remove the tears in her eyes, her chest heaving up and down as she tried to regain her breath as she continued laughing. you couldn’t help but look back over to the boys, who were still laying in the wet sand, groaning as the tide covered their bodies with salt water, and laugh. quiet frankly, nearly peeing yourself from how much you were laughing at the site. you and kiara laughing as pope and cleo ran over to the two and started helping them up.

“baby the fact you are laughing really doesn’t make me feel any better”, JJ collapses infront of you, laying his head on your lap and you catch your breath. looking down at the blue eyes staring up at you, “sorry jay, but you you two idiots should’ve known what was gonna happen”.

JJ flicks your thigh as a way of telling you off, still looking up at you, a massive smile on his face watching his girl laugh at something stupid he did. you looked like an angel to him, from where he was laying on your lap, you had the sun shining bright behind you, thus leaving a heavenly glow behind you.

“why are you staring at me, baby?” your voice grabs his attention again. “cause you’re so beautiful” you blush at his words, leaning down to give him a slight kiss.

“you guys make me sick,” kiara says watching the two of you, a sarcastic tone on her voice. you and JJ start to giggle looking back at each other.

your fingers run through your boyfriends hair, watching everyone talk and laugh with each other. your boyfriend laying on your lap sleeping, his chest rising and lowering as he takes a breath.

“i love you”, you looked down to your boyfriend, his eyes open slightly looking up at you. leaning down to kiss him again slightly,

“i love you too”

[jazziejax]

The Kildare County Surf Shop!

“Pope, wha-what was the line again?” John B, stuttered, awkwardly looking at the pair behind the camera. A sigh could be heard out of frame, Andy putting her face into her hand after watching her friend struggle for the hundredth time.

“Look, into the camera lens.” Pope said firmly, tried of his long time friend as well.

“Ok.”

“Don’t look at me, look at the camera.”

“Okay, sorry.” The dirty blonde as sheepishly before clearing his throat. The video then cut, completely starting over.

“Hey, OBX.” John B said, still as awkward as the first few times. “We’re the..new surf shop in town and we’re here to bring you a good time—” He trailed off before off before the camera zoomed out to show the porch of the shop.

“All the time!” Kiara, Sarah, Twitch and AJ, all popped out from around the corner of the open double doors. AJ immediately dropped her arms, giving the back of John B’s head a cold look.

“We’re supposed to be in sync, guys. It’s not that hard.” She complained with a slight shake of her head as she placed her hands on her hips.

“This is stupid!” Cleo whined from her place on the steps with French Fry and Porky, already tried of the constant filming and retakes of the commercial. Gavin pointed over at her from where he stood behind the shark that JJ had his head stuck in. “I’m with her.” He said.

“Cut!” Andy groaned, the video cutting to another clip.

“Kildare County Surf Shop!” Pope’s voice was heard over the commercial. “A one stop shop for all your island essentials.”

“T-Shirts!” Andy and JJ said at the same time. While the boy just held the shirts up for the camera, Andy showed the design on her back, pointing a thumb at it as she gave the camera a smirk over her shoulder.

“Boots!” Sarah smiled at the camera as she held a pair of boots in her hand. There was also a pair floating, upside down, next to her head. The camera zoomed out some to catch Andy doing a handstand to show the water proof shoes she had on. “Okay, cut it before I pass out.” She rasped out, the camera cutting just in time before she fell.

“Bucket Hats.” John B smiled at the camera as he held up a hat with his hand. He then moved and placed the hat onto Gavin’s head, who stood there with a straight face and his arms crossed. John B continued to give the camera a large smile, in contrast to his friend next to him, before the clip cut.

“Live bait!” Pope and AJ said enthusiastically, pointing to the fish in his girlfriend’s hand. The fish then twitched, causing Pope to flinch since it was so close to his face, while AJ just continued to smile at the camera, raising her brows twice before the clip cut.

“Kayak rentals!” Sarah yelled as she rowed within the small boat, the camera quickly zooming in so it could look as if she was really on the water instead of swaying on the dock.

“Fishing nets!” Kiara said with a smile as she held the large net out. She then turned to Twitch, placing the tool over his head, catching him in the net.

“For catching fish and thieves.” AJ smiled as she popped up from behind the counter, startling the pair. Twitch sharply gasped at her words before turning back to Pope, who held the camera. “You gotta cut that out, you know I have a case pending.” He finishes just before the camera cut.

“At the Kildare..Country Surf Shop, we treat our customers like..they’re gold.” Pope said stiffly, standing straight as he looked into the camera with an uncomfortable look in his eye. The camera dropped a little to show nothing but they’re legs and the golden god walking up to them, a voice behind the device speaking.

“Oh, babe, that was really bad.” AJ said softly as Pope walked closer. “Yeah, that sucked absolute ass.”Andy said bluntly, a small slap sounding out and the camera moving as the girl then hissed. “I know, I know.” Pope sighed defeatedly. “Why are you so stiff?”

“Yeah, it looks like someone was holding you at gun point.” Andy spoke again, the camera jolting slightly when AJ shoved her. “Yeah, I’ll just cut that out.” The boy groaned, the camera catching his bottom half walk closer to his girlfriend, who held her arms open for him to enter in defeat.

“Here at the surf shop, we believe that the board you ride should as personal as the wave you rip.” John B said as he looked down into the camera, showing the customized board on the ceilings.

“This is such an odd angle.” AJ said as she stepped into frame slightly, catching John B’s attention. “Wrong type of video if you know what I mean.” The camera cut just in time to catch the groans that sounded within the room.

“We have our local sea turtle lover, Kiara Carrera and resident artists Twitch and Andy who can make you a custom board, pottery and more.”

“Really get a vibe for your aura.” Kiara said to the camera, standing in her apron with the board material behind her. “Could be your sign or I could read your chakra and make you a board on those readings.” She said softly, gesturing over to the painting station behind her.

“I’m getting, like, a caaaaann-“ She trialed off softly as she painted the board, standing before a customer who was waiting.

“Oh, actually I’m a Scorpio.” The girl said.

“Scorpio.” Kiara finished, as if she already knew what the girl was going to say. “It was-It was either that-it was one of the two.” The girl said. The customer just nodded her head, an unsure frown on her features.

The camera then cut to Twitch, who stood in an apron as well with spray cans in his hands. “Yeah, I don’t do all that astronomy mumbo jumbo.” He waved off, the cans clicking in his hands. “I bring an unethical and graffiti type of vide to surfing that a lot of Kooks and tourist don’t really like. But I say rock on!” He smirked. The video then cut to another clip of Twitch, this time standing in front of a customer.

“Okay, so I was thinking an Asian style jaguar, crawling down the back of a Chinese dragon flying atop the clouds on Mount Fuji. Or, Pinhead on top of Cerberus, slicing the head off a Hydra.” He suggested. The camera then panned to a little boy, who scratched his head as he glanced over his shoulder for his parents. “Uh, I was thinking, like, a whale or something. My mom doesn’t let me watch scary movies.” He said innocently.

AJ softly cooed from behind the camera while Twitch just scoffed. “Well, I was watching horror movies before I could even speak but, whatever.” He shrugged before moving to grab his supplies. “My signature has to go on the bottom, that the rule. And that’ll be five hundred dollar so pay up, kid.” He said before harshly placing his supply crate on top of the surfboard, causing the little boy to flinch at the loud impact.

“Twitch!” AJ hissed while Andy sighed. “Just cut the damn cameras.” She said to Pope before the camera cut.

“I on the other end offer a variety of crafts.” Andy smirked to the camera, staring outside on her apron. “Inside you will see a few pottery items I’ve made, and I do customs as well.” She winked with a smirk. “And I also do caricatures! I’ve done portraits on boards for couples and family’s here and there.” She smiled.

The video then cut to the girl standing before a couple, the pairs arms wrapped around one another as they posed for the drawing. “What a lovely couple.” Andy smiled, looking between the pair. They laughed a little, turning to look into the other’s eyes. “It’s be a shame if you broke up.” She continued with a smile on her face, not seeing their smiles dripping slightly as she drew. “I mean, who would get the board if you did? Would even you even want the board? Especially if one of you cheats, that’d be so difficult.” She sighed softly before looking up at the pair. “But I doubt that’ll ever happen.” She cheesed as she looked between them, the couples face now blank. “I also do tattoos on the low.” She leaned forward to tell them, offering a wink before the camera quickly cut.

The video the cut to AJ, standing in behind the counter in the store. “And here we have Kain exclusives!” She said, gesturing to the ceramic cups and candies that littered the counter. “All pottery items and candles are hand crafted. We even do customs!” She said, the camera catching a pan of the well made and unique items. It then cut back to her, a smile of her face. “Only exclusive to Kildare County Surf Shop!” She grinned. Her smile only faltered slightly and before the camera cut, she continued. “And there may be some at Mama Heart’s near Figure Eight, but these are better.” She said before her face fell, serious as she looked into the camera lens. “No hate to you grandma.” She said

The video then cut to Gavin standing behind the same counter, face stoic as he leaned his weight onto counter. “You know him, you love him. Pouge Prince, Gavin Watts is here!” John B said as he popped in and gestured over to the boy. The other boys face didn’t move, looking into the camera. “AJ and I couldn’t be mechanics. So I work the counter.” He said simply. John B was just his awkward self, glancing at the boy while a voice spoke up from behind the camera.

“Be enthusiastic.” Andy whispered.

Gavin just help a thumbs up, nothing else changing. Andy sighed.

“This diva.” AJ laughed from behind the camera.

“So bring it on home to the Kildare County Surf Shop! Built by Pouges…” John B trialed off surely, just staring into the lens of the camera, not a thought behind his eyes.

“For Pouges.” Sarah and AJ said.

“For Pouges.” Pope continued.

“For Pouges.” Kiara cheered.

“Yeah, no Kooks allowed. I gut you!” Cleo hissed. “Yeah!” AJ yelled in excitement, trying and giving the girl a high five. “Yeah!” Andy just agreed to be a part of the enthusiasm, leaning her weight off of JJ. John B automatically agreed, pointing at the camera without much thought behind what the girls were actually saying before Gavin stepped in.

“Woah, some kooks.” He said, placing his hands on Cleo’s shoulders. “Some Kooks.” Pope agreed. “Yeah, that’s where the money is,” Twitch spoke up, and leaned against the railing on the other side of Kiara as he brushed his waves down out of pure boredom.

“And don’t forget to book your scuba and surf tour by..JJ Maybank.” The blonde boy suddenly cut in, gaining the rest of their attention. Andy stood next to him, her arm around his shoulder as she nodded and gave the camera a thumbs up. “Best guy for the job!” She said.

“The Kildare County Surf Shop!” Pope’s voice said over a clip of the group plus the pets sitting on the steps outside of the shop, waving at the drone as it rose high and higher. JJ and Gavin stood on the opposite ends of the group, not as enthusiastic as the others, even though Andy was lazily waving JJ’s hands for him. “Located on the old Maybank property.”

Andy was the first to stand up when she say the drone fly closer to the trees. “No, no.” She said as she rushed over, Pope on her trials, as well as French Fry, who thought they were playing a game. “No, no, no, no, no.” The boy said, but the drone stilled hit the bank of the tree, catching branches and then falling to the ground. “Ugh!” He groaned, on his knees as he inspected the expensive gadget to make sure everything was okay.

[infernalodie]

Pope Heyward x Female! Hippie! Reader

Pope has a secret girlfriend that the pogues don’t know about. One day at school they were all going to meet up at Popes locker to head home, but before they get to him reader comes up out of no where and kisses him, and they’re just acting all cute and stuff while his friends are just staring at him from a couple feet away.

So like a few days after that the pogues meet up on a boat ride and depend to meet popes girlfriend but he keeps saying no at first until he finally caves.

So they all meet up at the beach one day and they all end up really liking her

(Could u have Sarah and Cleo be there to like, have it in a reality where they both go to the same school as the pogues)

𝐈𝐬 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 || 𝐏𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐲𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝

"𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 ����𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵"

Inspo: Bob Marley - Is This Love Dominic Fike - 3 Nights

Pairing: Pope Heyward x Hispanic!Fem!reader

Summary: How Pope pulled you was beyond their barrier or understanding...

Warnings: Just fluffy

Words: 2595

Everyone knew that Pope Heyward was completely incapable of getting a girlfriend. Everyone at school knew it, Figure Eight knew it, and probably the entire county did as well. Although it wasn’t Pope’s fault, the Pogues personally liked taking digs at him. Making him forever scared of interacting with a girl as he was constantly reminded of the fact that he was awkward and didn’t pick up on how much he talked. And it stuck with him for a while, always scratching at the back of his skull during parties or in the halls of the school.

“So, small kegger tonight at JB’s?” JJ inquired, looking up from his phone as he looked at the group surrounding John B’s locker. Well, it was just him, John B, Cleo, Kiara, and Sarah. They were missing the genius of their schemes.

“I’m down,” Sarah said. “Wanna help me get some beer from the store?” She grinned, nudging Cleo, who rolled her eyes, unable to waver the smile that formed on her lips. Barely able to finish her nod before Sarah squealed and hugged her.

“John B can get the grill going when we get there and I’ll get the campfire started.” JJ then turned his eyes to Kiara, raising a brow. “That leaves you and Pope to do something other than be smart-asses.”

The blonde laughed loudly when the girl punched his shoulder harshly. But Cleo was quick to take notice of their missing member, frowning slightly. “Where is Pope by the way?”

For some time, their genius had been out on a lot of their hangouts. Saying he had studying to do and that his dad needed his assistance. Now, they would’ve believed that if they hadn’t gone investigating and asked his dad and found out Pope was out with a friend. Who; that was still a mystery. Every time they asked the boy, he avoided it and said it was some guy he was tutoring for a class.

Still, they weren’t convinced and he didn’t show any room for submission to their questions. So, they left it alone and demanded he come and spend some time with them when he got the chance. That was a month ago and he had been with them for a total of 4 days that entire month.

JJ grumbled in annoyance moving past the group. “I’m going to put this runt in a headlock if he backs out on this kegger.”

“Maybe he’s busy, JJ,” John B reasoned, shutting his locker and following the blonde. The three others close in tow. “We shouldn’t force him to–why are you making that face? Did you see him naked?” John B looked where JJ seemed to be in a state of paralysis and felt his chest tighten in shock.

There Pope was, leaning against his locker talking to a girl. And it wasn’t just some girl either, it was you. The local stoner and the girl JJ bought his weed from and had spent a lot of time with at parties. You were leaning against Pope’s front, looking up at him with those doe eyes of yours. Hands pressed to his chest where your nails gently scratched at the fabric that divided you from him. Your golden skin glowed under the lights of the school hall, which oddly complimented Pope in some way. Like you were meant to be there with him.

Everyone in the group knew you in certain capacities, but all had great things to say about you. Known as the down-to-earth girl and weed smoker of the generation. Well, that last part was what JJ took you for. But you were kind to everyone you came across and showed a level of genuine love that would have anyone falling for you. Kiara would know since, for a time, she had liked you before she quickly realized that your affection was felt throughout the group and most of The Cut.

But that didn’t change the fact that Pope pulling you was the hardest thing to believe. Out of everyone, Pope was the last person that should’ve pulled you. “Who do you she is to him?” Sarah asked, a mischievous look on her face. “Maybe sugar mommy.”

“No, he’s definitely in a dom/sub relationship,” Kiara protested. “Can’t tell me otherwise.”

“Maybe they’re just dating,” Cleo said, earning looks from both girls. “We’ve been saying he can’t get a girlfriend. Maybe we just underestimated Pope's abilities.”

JJ scoffed, shaking his head in disbelief. “And if that’s the case, he used his skills on the right girl. This way I get free weed from her whenever- Ow!”

He rubbed the pulsing spot of pain as John B shoved him around the corner. “We’ll interrogate him tonight when we get him to confess.”

Out of some beach house, you remember helping your parents build on The Cut, was where you stayed. Although your parents lived just up a small little path leading to their home, this was where you resided. Where you got to call your own personal home you got to do whatever you wanted. Blast music through the night, smoke as much as you weed and smell like a skunk in the morning, or where you got to spend quality time with your boyfriend.

Speaking of Pope, you had only realized how late he was for your guys’ dinner. You had even gone out of your way to make the meal and now you were just cleaning up the house for some ungodly amount of time. J Balvin, Bad Bunny, and Bob Marley had been on constant repeat as you cooked and cleaned what you could. The warm lights hung from the ceilings and Christmas lights Pope helped you put up kept you awake and aware of your guys’ third date. Or what was supposed to be your guys’ third date, but his lack of text or phone call made you believe it might just be for another night.

Hearing the sound of a boat approaching your dock, you moved away from the kitchen and to the back door and stepped outside. The wind of the ocean hitting your face gently with the scent always being a beautiful reminder of what you were thankful to have. But you saw the source of the noise and felt your brows tense together as you saw JJ at the front of the boat, waving hysterically with a beer in hand.

“We’ve come to set you free from the dark hold Pope has placed on you, Y/n,” he called out. “But first, let’s party!”

Behind the rambunctious blonde was the missing piece of your night. His expression was downcasted as he didn’t dare meet your gaze. That confused you more than what the Pogues business was being at your home and being a bit too loud for your liking at this time of night.

There had been many times you had been caught up in their more than common days and lived to regret it. Mainly because you had JJ at your neck begging you for more weed or Kiara always being snotty when she didn’t get what she wanted. So, it was more so the people you experienced those rather adventurous experiences with. But Pope levelled them all out, same as Sarah, Cleo, and sometimes John B.

Stopping at the dock, they started to hop off and tie the HMS Pogue to the end of the dock. “Knock it off, JJ,” Sarah laughed. “This is just a get-together. No one is going to be interrogating anyone. Even though I’d like to have an explanation for this.” She motioned a finger between you and Pope, who was slowly approaching you.

Although he was scared of the fury you had prepared for him, he couldn’t help but take the calm before the storm to his fullest capability. Taking in your clothes that were all his. The black Harvard sweater JJ had gotten him a while back and the grey sweatpants. They looked unapologetically cute on you from how big they were.

“Cariño, ¿qué está pasando?” You whispered in a soft voice, taking one of his hands and gently using your thumb to stroke his knuckles.

Glancing back at the group that was slowly approaching, talking amongst themselves, Pope’s had fitted back to yours with disappointment. “No dejaban de invitarnos a todos a pasar el rato,” he explained. “Quería hacerlo para la cena, pero me retrasaron.”

His use of your first language made you smile, unable to rid yourself of the butterflies that infested your stomach. Heart warming at the sound that shook your core, awakening the onslaught of love and happiness that invaded your body. You weren’t planning on making him feel horrible about missing dinner or getting angry at him. With how the Pogues were, you understood that his time and attention had to be elsewhere sometimes. Not to mention that he’d spent so much time with you ever since you two started dating, him not being able to make a date would’ve happened sooner or later. But the way he spoke, the genuine disappointment he felt for missing out made you relieved you weren’t the only one sad about your guys’ alone time.

Standing up on your tippy toes, you pressed a kiss to his lips and smiled. “It’s alright, babe,” you reassured softly. “We can do it some other time when JJ doesn’t think you put a curse on me.”

“It is a reasonable assumption!” JJ exclaimed. “And you’re speaking her language now? Maybe the curse is placed on you, man.”

Unable to contain your smile, you gently punched the blonde. “Ya basta, JJ. Estás siendo un imbécil,” you laughed. “Since you guys held my boyfriend up from our date, you might as well come in and eat.”

JJ didn’t hold back from pushing past you and Pope, rushing inside to get a plate of food with Cleo in tow. John B muttered a quiet thank you, Kiara giving you a smile and following. Sarah gave a sheepish smile to you and Pope. “Sorry for ruining your night,” she apologized. “We were honestly curious as to when you guys got together and why neither of you told us. But it wasn’t our business, and I’ll apologize on behalf of the others.”

“Don’t worry about it, Sarah.” You smiled, hand tightening its hold with Pope’s. “You guys would’ve found out sooner or later. Better now than later on.”

Pope simply never wanted to tell because of the things his friends would drag you in on. And as much as having you around with them would be amazing, you were his personal getaway. The temple in the middle of the forest of annoyances he dealt with on a daily basis. You were the person he could retreat to and just be with in silence and feel comforted. He wanted that for himself and you understood it fully. So, not telling the group had been the easiest and earliest decision the two of you made 4 months ago.

Stepping inside, Pope wouldn’t lie, but this felt so natural. Not just you two being like this in public with his friends, but everyone being together with you as the brand new addition. Of course, it wasn’t the first time, but this wasn’t just some stupid mission to find gold. This was a simple hangout with friends and just having the time of your guys’ lives. There wasn’t a bombardment of questions from anyone. They all were just being themselves and enjoying the time together. Drinking, smoking, eating, and laughing.

“So, when did you guys start dating?” Kiara inquired, taking a bite of one of the patatas bravas you had made. The group decided to just put all of it on one plate and eat one at a time as a group. Everyone in your small living room with weed smoke lingering in the air and beer bottles scattered across the coffee table.

You, leaning against Pope’s chest and sitting between his legs, looked back at your boyfriend. “You want me to tell them or do you?” You inquired gently, taking the blunt from between his fingers and taking a drag.

“You can,” he said. “I want to hear your voice.”

Everyone was watching and listening and JJ nearly choked on his squared potato. Cleo is unable to hide the expression of complete admiration at Pope’s words. “You guys are completely adorable.”

JJ coughed, dusting his hands off as he stood to his face and held his hand out to Pope. “My boy plays for the Washington Rizzards.”

No one held back from groaning in disgust as JJ looked at them in confusion. John B takes it upon himself to toss an empty beer can at the guy. “Shut up, dude.”

“What? What did I say?”

A laugh fell from your lips as you looked up at the blonde. “Sé útil JJ y coge la Tequilla del armario.” You pointed to the specific cabinet and earned a look at of confusion.

“She said to go grab the Tequilla in the cabinet,” Pope explained. “Did you not pay attention in Spanish class?”

“I was high through that class and you should be blaming your girlfriend for that!” He said, walking away and grabbing the bottle and bringing it over to the group. “Now, continue with your story, please.”

“We started 4 months ago,” you said. “Pope took me out on a date where he made some shitty pasta-”

“It wasn’t that bad!” Pope reassured his friend, earning an unconvinced look from you as he sighed. “Okay, so it was pretty bad, but that’s beside the point.”

“He basically just took me out on his dad’s boat where we smoked, talked, and then he just kinda, asked me out,” you said, face warm at the memory. You left a large chunk of that night out of the conversation since that is more for you and him than anyone else to hear. “And since then, we’ve been together.” You looked back at the boy, smiling bashfully.

“I still can’t wrap my head around how he got you,” John B commented. “No offence Pope, but Y/n is out of your league.”

“Just like I said, he’s on the Washington Rizz– Okay, I get it!” JJ rubbed the back of his neck from the harsh slap inflicted by Kiara.

“Don’t worry, I’m still trying to understand it too,” Pope confessed with a laugh, hands rubbing small circles along your hips. “I mean, I don’t understand why she chose me.”

“Porque eres el amor de mi vida, cariño.” It was instant the response you gave. And it was enough to make Pope’s heart stop for a moment as you looked at him adoringly. Nothing in life could change the happiness that you have felt in these past 4 months of your life. So small in the grand scheme of what is to come, but so important to you. Your parents loved him, your friends loved him, and you loved him. And it might be too soon to say that, but you knew what you felt and you knew what you wanted for the rest of your life.

The sound of gagging earned everyone’s attention with the source coming from JJ, who was holding the neck of the Tequilla bottle having taken a large swig of the harsh alcohol. But his hand held over his mouth made your face twist in anger as you glared at the blonde. “¡Por el amor de Dios, JJ! ¡Lo juro por Dios si vomitas en mi alfombra!”

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Em's County OC Intros!!

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These are my UK County OCs. Some are still a work in progress. I, myself am from the East Midlands so they're my most developed characters.

Counties in England are like states in the USA. For example, 'Staffordshire' is of the same status within the UK as 'Massachusetts' does in America!

If anyone has any suggestions or questions, leave them in my ask box and I'll 100% reply!

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East Midlands

Derbyshire - Elizabeth Kirkland

Leicestershire - James Kirkland

Lincolnshire** - Henry Kirkland

Northamptonshire - William Kirkland

Nottinghamshire - Adelaide Kirkland

Rutland - Teagan Kirkland

North Lincolnshire - Jack Kirkland

North East Lincolnshire - Ella Kirkland

West Midlands

Staffordshire - Mason Kirkland

Warwickshire - Fran Kirkland

Shropshire - Alexander Kirkland

Herefordshire - Darla Kirkland

Worcestershire - Benjamin Kirkland

North West

Lancashire - Alfie Kirkland

Merseyside - Jude Kirkland

Cumbria - Cleo Kirkland

Cheshire - Jess Kirkland

London

Greater London - Charlotte Kirkland

North East

Northumberland** - Daniel Kirkland

Tyne - David Kirkland

Wear - Georgia Kirkland

Durham - Lottie Kirkland

South West

Oxfordshire - Katherine Kirkland

Somerset - Eleanor Kirkland

Cornwall** - Elestren Southcott-Kirkland

Devon - Barney Kirkland

Dorset - Callum Kirkland

East Anglia

Cambridgeshire - Louis Kirkland

Norfolk - George Kirkland

Suffolk - Edith Kirkland

Scottish Islands

Orkney - Anya Kirkland-Bondevik

Shetland - Charlie Kirkland-Bondevik

Skye - Lillian Kirkland-Bondevik

Barra - Katie Kirkland-Bondevik

Yorkshire

South Yorkshire - Thomas Kirkland

North Yorkshire - Isaac Kirkland

West Yorkshire - Natalie Kirkland

East Riding of Yorkshire - Dana Kirkland

South East

Berkshire - Darren Kirkland

Essex** - Summer Kirkland

Hertfordshire - Joanna Kirkland

Kent** - Joshua Kirkland

Surrey - Maximilian Kirkland

Bedfordshire - Alison Kirkland

Hampshire - Nicole Kirkland

East Sussex - Theodore Kirkland

West Sussex - Candice Kirkland

Isle of Wight - Claire Kirkland

**Ex-nations

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On May 4, Austin’s Lost Creek neighborhood voted 91 percent in favor of seceding from the city and regaining some measure of self-determination, prompting in-depth coverage by the U.K.’s Daily Mail. What allowed Lost Creek to chart its own course was a new state law (House Bill 3053) that made some small but important changes to Texas’ disannexation process. Disannexation broadly refers to a practice wherein “residents of a particular area [may] disassociate themselves from a municipal government’s control and jurisdiction.” In normal speak, it’s the way a community can break up with an abusive city government. While disannexed areas may lose access to certain city services — like no longer being able to call the Austin Police Department, which is already stretched thin and understaffed by 500 — they also gain the opportunity to seek out better services elsewhere, either through an existing provider, like the Travis County Sheriff’s Office, or through some new source, like the private sector. In the same way, residents have a good chance of getting more and paying less for all other expiring city services, such as trash pick-up and emergency medical services. To that very point, the Daily Mail quoted Austin public safety activist Cleo Petricek as saying, “I’m really jealous that they will have better management and would rather do it on their own than have anything to do with the city.” Of course, the hunt for better services and lower costs only partially explains why Lost Creek residents voted so heavily in favor of city secession. Another major reason why was the total lack of political representation at city hall. Austin has long been known as a weird place. Its hometown motto is “Keep Austin Weird,” after all. But over the last decade or so, city hall has increasingly catered to a fringe few on the far left, so much so that it’s experimented with “reimagining” public safety, toyed with giving black residents reparations, and even created its own guaranteed income program. Needless to say, these radical ideas have prompted many apolitical Austinites to wonder what’s being done in their name and why. Worse, they’ve also served as a stark reminder that the average person’s interests aren’t well represented. As a result, communities have begun to either break away or at least consider it.