#okay ive rambled far too much and im embarrassed goodbye

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did a redraw that was going around on twitter a while back~ ♥♥

og by _K0TTERl_ from their manga veil!!

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Boys of Summer Chapter 1

Summary: Eddie Kaspbrak expects that summer camp will be a fun, educational experience. He does not expect to meet the best friends he’s ever had, and to get in trouble while doing it. 

In which Richie is a prankster, and Eddie somehow ends up joining him.

Words: 1884

Pairing: Reddie, minor/background Stenbrough, minor/background Benverly

A/N: hi guys this is chapter one of my camp fic!! i know its a bit slow, but I promise it will get better!!! im really excited about this one ive had this idea in my head for a long time so I hope you like it!!

part 2

Eddie Kaspbrak had only known the town of Derry, Maine his entire life. He’d never been more than an hour away from home, and only then it was because his mom had insisted that his usual doctor was wrong, so she’d taken him to see another one (and another, and another).

So it was a wonder he’d managed to convince her to let him go to sleep away camp for an entire summer.

From the beginning of July to the middle of August, Eddie was going to stay at Nashoba North, two hours away from Derry—and his mother. He couldn’t have been more excited if he tried.

The entire two hour car ride over, his mother lectured him: about safety, about the dangers of the woods, about making sure he wore sunscreen and took his inhaler with him everywhere and had his watch set so he could take his meds. She asked him no less than 6 times if he was sure he wanted to do this, if he wanted her to turn back now.

“Mom,” he said, “I want this. I want to do this. I don’t want to turn back.”

“I just want you to be sure, Eddie Bear. I can’t be there to take care of you. Maybe I should stick around in case you change your mind.”

“No, mom, I’m not going to change my mind. Don’t embarrass me in front of the whole camp by staying later than all the other parents.”

He was in a bad mood by the time they reached the campground, but as soon as he stepped out of the car to see the hustle and bustle of other campers arriving and counselors leading them to their cabins, his mood soared. Looking at the excited faces around him, he wondered who among them would end up being close friends. Briefly, he wondered if any of them were his bunk mate.

A counselor walked up to his mom and asked her for his name so she could sign him in. She told them he would be in cabin 7 with seven other boys his age and two counselors who would lead his group in their daily activities.

The counselor helped him grab his trunk and his bags and led the two of them to his cabin.

“You’ll be on this bunk,” she said, setting his stuff on the lower bed of a bunk in the middle of the room. He looked around the cabin with curiosity. It was much smaller than he’d imagined, and about as run down as he’d thought.

The bunks ran parallel to the walls, pressed up as close as possible to give them some walking room in the middle. The counselors had single beds at the end of each row of bunks so there was one in charge of either side in case things got too rowdy. Neither counselor was currently present; Eddie assumed they were off attending to their beginning-of-camp duties.

There was only one other boy present in his cabin so far. He had been quiet, unpacking his bed things in a fairly tedious manner. The boy’s father (Eddie presumed) was sternly debriefing him about what he was supposed to do: “Don’t forget to call once a week, Bill, I know where the phone is on the campgrounds and I know you have access to it whenever you want, so you have no reason not to check in with us. You should also write George a few letters because it would make him happy. Make sure you wash behind your ears in the shower.”

The boy—Bill, Eddie guessed—listened and nodded along to his father’s rambling, murmuring responses too quiet to be heard every once in a while. Eddie wondered if this boy was always this quiet.

At his own bunk, his mother fussed over every single aspect of the cabin and his arrangements. “Oh, Eddie Bear, look at the state of this place. There’s a spiderweb in the corner over there. The floors are so dirty I can’t even tell what color the wood used to be. You are never to be barefoot in this place, you hear me? Not to mention the shower house—ugh, I haven’t even been in there yet, I can’t imagine how many bacteria are on that floor—“

“Ma, you aren’t going to go into the shower house. They’re divided by gender. You can’t go into the boys shower house.”

“Don’t be silly, I’m sure no ones in there showering now, it’s the beginning of camp.”

“Mom. No,” Eddie pleaded, “Don’t do that, please. I’ll wear my shower shoes, I promise.”

“Okay, fine.” She put her hands up in defeat. “If you promise to wear your shower shoes. And use a new towel every time you shower. Make sure you wash your towels every time they do laundry. Did we write your name on your towels?”

“Yes, Mom.”

Mrs. Kaspbrak continued to fuss over his belongings, making sure to wrap a mattress bag around his thin bed and tucking his sheets in extra tight. As she busied herself with her tasks, he sorted through his fanny pack to make sure he had everything he’d need for the day. Inhaler, check. Daily pills container, check. Band-aids, check.

He was searching around for his antibiotic cream when the door opened again, and in walked a boy his age with light, curly hair. Despite the fact that it was the first day of camp, he wasn’t smiling. He was followed by who Eddie could only assume was his father, a man who kept his hand firmly planted on the boy’s shoulder. He led him to the same bunk that Bill and his father were standing at and the boys did an elaborate handshake before hugging. Their fathers shook hands.

Eddie’s heart dropped. It figured that all the boys here would know each other already. They’d probably been going to camp together for years. He had a sudden intense feeling that he would make no new friends this summer, that everyone would see the neat freak hypochondriac and decide to stay far away. In his head, he saw a dozen faceless boys having fun at the lake while he sat on the beach and watched. He imagined everyone sitting at lunch sharing jokes and laughing together as he sat on his own to the side.

It shouldn’t have come as a surprise. He should’ve seen it coming. It’s not like going to summer camp changed who he was as a person. He was still just the same panicky, annoying—

“Is this your f-first year here?”

Eddie spun around when he heard the voice behind him. Bill and his friend had snuck up on him while he was deep in his reverie. “Yeah, it is.”

“I’m B-B-Bill, and this is Stan. We’ve been coming here f-for years. What’s your name?”

“I’m Eddie.” He stuck his hand out to shake, and Bill and Stan looked at each other before each shaking his hand in turn.

“We’d be happy to show you around, if you’d like,” Stan said cheerily, and Eddie nodded quickly.

Suddenly, the screen door to their cabin was once more thrown open, and a whirlwind of a boy made his way into the cabin.

Eddie could immediately tell something was very different about this boy. He had dark curly hair and thick glasses, and he held his head down as he walked—stormed, really—into the cabin. The counselor led him over to his bunk—

—which happened to be right above Eddie’s.

He tried very hard to pretend he wasn’t just staring at his new bunk mate, sitting down as he and his parents made their way over to him.

“Hi, I’m Eddie,” Eddie said, holding his hand out to his bunkmate, “I’m your bunkmate.” The boy looked at him for a moment, eyes large and dark behind his glasses, then turned back to the bunk, climbing the ladder with his duffel bag over his shoulder.

“Richard, this nice young man is talking to you,” the woman standing next to their beds said, “be polite. Say hello.”

“Hello,” the boy—Richard, apparently—spat back, not looking up from where he dug through his bag. He produced a single pillow without a case on it and threw it down on his bed, quickly followed by a single off-white sheet. His mother sighed and shook her head, but seemingly didn’t want to push the issue further.

After Richard climbed down from his bunk, his parents shared a look before speaking. “We’ll see you at the end of the summer. And,” His father sighed, “please, please, try not to get in trouble this time.” With that, they walked out the door without so much as a backwards glance at their son.

Next to him, Sonya clucked her tongue and shook her head. Eddie knew how much she despised any parents she perceived to not care as much as she did about their children. “It’s a shame. I tell you, Eddie, some people just don’t care enough.” She lowered her voice before adding, “I would stay away from that boy if I were you. He doesn’t seem stable. It’s the bad parenting. And that pillow probably has diseases in it.”

A shiver ran down his back, and he nodded, looking down at his hands in his lap. His mother wrapped her arms protectively around him, and he tried very hard not to feel like she was sucking the life out of him in the process.

His mom stayed with him, practically glued to his side, until the opening bonfire that evening. As Eddie predicted, she was the last parent remaining, even though he’d asked her not to do that. He sat beside Bill and Stan on their cabin’s log in front of the fire. He noticed that his bunkmate was at the end of the row, almost isolated from the others. He had his head in his hand the whole ceremony, and he didn’t participate at all.

Eddie knew his mom was overbearing, and he knew she was often wrong, but he couldn’t shake the feeling that she was right about one thing: he should stay away from Richard.

Following the bonfire, he went over to his mom to say goodbye. The sun was already beginning to set, and she had long outstayed her welcome.

“You’ll call me everyday, right?” she begged, holding his chin in her hand, “And you’ll write to me once a week?”

“I’ll try,” he managed to get out, face squished in her hand. She gathered him to her, holding him tightly. He hugged her back fiercely. As much as she bugged him and nagged and fussed over him, he would miss her. It would be the longest he’d ever gone without seeing her, and he knew it was taxing her even more than she let on.

“Be good,” she murmured as she pulled back, cupping his cheek and moving away. As he watched her retreating figure fade into the growing darkness, he felt an enormous feeling he’d never felt before; it was heavy and light at the same time, his stomach dragging downwards as his heart soared.

He’d miss her.

But god, if he wasn’t ready to have the best summer of his life.

[writing-in-riverdale]

guest star | cole sprouse

request: can you write something about the reader being cole’s girlfriend and she joins the cast of riverdale as a guest star and because she’s a disney star too, the rest of the cast are ‘fangirling’ over her because they can’t believe she’s on their show? xx

a/n: y/n = your name | l/n = last name | y/d/s = your disney show

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dating someone like cole was never meant to be a breeze, it was something you just knew since the first day you met him. after all he was an actor since pretty much birth, and you well, you started acting when you were a young girl.

your schedules were beyond crazy and it was taking an awfully long time to get used to, but you did eventually after long nights and long distance for awhile you seemed to work around it, coming out on top, stronger than ever. for four year your whole life was consumed by college and it’s all you seemed to worry about, study, study oh and more study.

that was until you meet him, it was during your first year and it was one of your first ever college partie, your friends had dragged you out of your dorm and you were pleasantly surprised when you seen cole in the exact same dilemma not wanting to be out but being forced to socialise.

you started dating shortly after and you spent just about every day & night together, in the last year you lived in a small apartment right in the heart of new york. it was a challenge in itself but it turned out to be the best last year you could’ve asked for.

cole made the decision to leave new york to pursue an acting career, his manager managed to get him an audition to read for a character in the new cw’s hit series riverdale.

it was supposedly a mix of twin peaks & gossip girl, don’t get yourself wrong you were so proud and happy for him for choosing to return to acting after the long and needed hiatus you took but somehow you felt like you were somewhat losing him.

you both had been living in your own little bubble for the past four years and the next thing you knew cole had landed the role and was practically all set to fly vancouver to shoot for six and a half long months.

now it was just you alone in your shared apartment waiting by the phone for cole to have any spare time to talk with you, but he barley had a chance to breathe for himself

when he wasn’t shooting his was practicing his lines and when he wasn’t running his lines he was catching up on sleep or eating and when he wasn’t doing that he was doing table reads and the list goes on and on

you knew this from experience but you couldn’t help but feel hopeless and fearful of where your relationship was headed, that was until you received an incoming call from your manager about having the opportunity to become a guest star on the show.

you marvelled at the opportunity and didn’t waste anytime flying out and learning more about your character and the her story, not to mention you could finally see your boyfriend after 4 long months.

after a whirlwind week you find your stomach flipping as you enter the set on your very first day of shooting, you were beyond nervous but you knew once you saw him you’d be fine

cole had bragged about how amazing the cast was and how close they all were to each other, they all sounded like high quality friends and it made me feel more at ease not to mention that they were supposedly fangirl material

you walk into set hand in hand with cole right by your side giving you a small tour before heading toward a small blue room where alot of what i assume our the actors seemed to be hauled up, scripts at the ready

cole pushes the door further open holding his arm out “m'lady” you giggle, blushing furiously as your boyfriend follows in suite standing next to you as he greets his friends.

you notice two familiar face spfrom photos, kj & lili. the blonde was sitting cross legged on the table, paper in front of her as the tall red head stood reading aloud

you unleash a huge smile tryin to disguise your thumping heartbeat, you were shyly hugging cole’s arm as he awakrdlt clears his throats to get the pairs attention, i tut him instantly feeling embarrassed

“cole they’re rehearsing we can come back” they share smiles and cole shakes his head, you glance over to the pair their jaws hanging open.

“guys this is (y/n) (l/n) my girlfriend” you smile brightly at the two

“kj apa” he steps forward giving you a small hug “nice to meet you”

you smile back politely “likewise”

the blonde steps forward a wide smile on her face “lili reinhart, cole you never told us you were dating (y/n) (l/n)!” she pinches the raven haired boys arm before enveloping you in a tight embrace.

you wrap your hands around his arm again, feeling somewhat safe in his arms, more at ease.

“i didn’t think he had to” kj let’s out a laugh glancing to the two of you before back at his co-star “he has photos of her literally everywhere” he emphasises on the word everywhere"

“not to mention he literally talks about her every day” the boy continues to ramble the blonde coming to realisation “see that does make more sense- i just thought it was some crazed obsession” she teases

“god would you two stop- and you’re staring, so you know you’re staring” you place a reassuring hand on his chest to let him know that it was okay, you were used to it anyway

“uh you’re right, im sorry- we’re sorry! we’re really big fans of yours” you chuckle as she rambles glancing to the tall boy next to her for some back up

“no introductions necessary, i know who you are, both of you, i adore you both and your work” you comment blushing they seem to lose control of their sense for a brief few minutes.

“she adores me!” she exclaims excitedly jumping up and down on the spot

“and you know what kj, cole never stops talking about you, like ever” you state straight faced causing the whole room to burst into laughter.

“god im also a huge fan of you- im pretty sure ive watched every single episode of (y/d/s), mainly because i just loved your character”

you blush and cole raises his eyebrows “easy there tiger" cole steps forward wrapping an arm around you as he's friends ogle at you.

after a short conversation with two of cole's castmates i was whisked away into the hair and makeup trailer to prepare for my shift scene

lili had entered the trailer aswell getting her infamous blonde pony tail prepped, she was still flabbergasted at the fact you were sitting down in the chair next to her

after makeup you moved toward the costume trailer and changed into your characters clothes, last minute check up with hair and makeup before im was pushed on my way out onto set

cole was waiting, dresses as jughead. he looks me up and down wolf whistling at you, you laugh playfully pushing his chest as he leads you down a small hall to the set you'd be filming on today

my black heels clicked against the wooden floor, hand in hand with your boyfriend as he leads you into a room that looked like it was the student lounge inside the high school.

two girls stand in the far corner, a raven haired girl stood next to a red head scripts in hand. your stomach started churning with anxiety but you walk if with confidence, your man with you ever step of the way

you walked toward the raven haired girl who you knew as camila, a shocked expression made known on her face "hello!" she greeted you a smile wide on her face "im camila mendes, nothing to do with shawn mendes and camila cabello" she rushes out

before you had a chance to reply to the young girl she spoke again a nervous twitch to her words "im a really big fan of yours, ive been watching you since i was little on (y/d/s) i swear i had so many posters" she gives a cheeky laugh

you blush trying to disguise your low chuckle "oh no- not with my horrible 90's haircut and style, i cringe knowing that there's still posters like that floating around" you joke letting out a giggle

"are you serious?! i begged my mum for bangs and three waiter jeans just because you wore them" the red head speaks, her red lips brought together in a closed mouth smile.

"im madelaine petsch and you guessed it, huge fan" you step forward hugging the girl, pulling away to see a wide smile on your boyfriends face

"you're hair is mesmerising, it's beautiful" you compliment, the girl absentmindedly playing with the long luscious locks, a blush covered her cheeks within seconds, turning her speechless.

the director wonders over calling you for a scene, you wave goodbye to the two girls and cole, placing a kiss on his lips as you follow the lady down the hall and into what was your character 'house'.

turns out today wasn't going out as bad as you thought.