#sp-hot-takes-confessional

[urspopinionsareshit]

I love this analogy!

@sp-hot-take-confessional re your tags: pumpkin spice lattes and Uggs are stereotypically considered to be a sign of someone who is "basic" and a lot of people in the fandom feel that Jock Stan and Nerd Kyle are as basic as it gets.

jock stan and nerd kyle is the pumpkin spice and uggs of the south park fandom /derogatory

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[fictionsofriverdale-blog]

Cafeteria Confessionals - Sweetpea x Reader

Reqeust: I always read sweet pea protecting the reader (and I love those stories 💕) but what if it is now the other way around and it is the reader who protects him?

Request: YAAAY heard you're taking in sweet pea requests! could you write a fic where the reader tells him how hot he really is? cos.... he's really.... hot...

A/N: Sometimes I like to combine requests, I hope you don’t mind. Let me know what you think “)

Warnings: Violence, Swearing

School was passing slower than normal today. You hadn’t had any classes with Sweetpea or Toni, and you hadn’t seen them all day. The next period was lunch and you were counting down the minutes until the bell rang and you could go and find your boyfriend.

Mr Phillips was droning on about Cleopatra and honestly, you had stopped listening long ago, deciding instead to doodle on your notebook and scroll through your social media. The bell broke through your haze, and you quickly packed your bag and made your way through the desks and out into the throng of students.

Meandering through what felt like the entire population of Southside High, you finally made it to the cafeteria, letting a wide smile break out on your face as you heard Sweetpea’s laugh rip through the large room. He was sitting on the table, one foot resting on the bench below him and the other dangling towards the floor. You made your way over and planted a quick kiss on his cheek before sinking onto the bench between his legs. His large hands rested on your shoulders and he continued his conversation with Fangs.

Pulling a packet of chips form your bag, you opened them and held it above your head, silently offering one to Sweetpea. He dipped his hand in, grabbing a couple of chips and, before you could move away, you felt another hand grab some chips.

“Hey! Leave some for her to eat” Sweetpea laughed, as he lightly slapped Fangs on the back.

“It’s okay babe, I’m not that hungry anyway” you laughed.

Lunch was passing too quickly, as you discussed this weekend’s party at the quarry with Toni, and Sweetpea distractedly played with your hair while he quietly discussed Serpent business with Fangs.

Something blocked the sunlight and you glanced up to see a small group of Ghoulies snarling at your friends, eyes ghosting across those at the table until they landed on you.

“If you ever get bored of slumming it with this dipshit, you know where to find me, princess” their leader sneered, earning snickers from his followers.

Sweetpea stood quickly, careful not to knock you off the bench as he climbed down from his place on the table.

“What did you just say?” he growled, teeth clenched and hands curled into fists.

You watched in horror as the ghoulie opposite him straightened up and somehow matched SP in height. Sweetpea stood his ground and glowered at the ghoulie, whose jaw was set and fists were tense.

“You heard me,” he hissed, “she can do way better than you”

Sweetpea’s didn’t even hesitate, punching the ghoulie in the face and pushing both of his shoulders in one swift move, causing the ghoulie to take a few steps back. However, he recovered quickly and began to surge toward SP once again.

Without even thinking, I rose from my seat, shrugging of Fangs’ hand that attempted to hold me back, and I ran at the ghoulie, landing a jab to the throat and then a kick to the stomach. Finally you punched him in the nose, sending him crashing to the ground. Sweetpea grabbed you around the middle and hauled you back to the table.

“Babe, what the hell?” he was shocked.

You stared at the ghoulie under Sweetpea’s arm. He was resting his hands on his knees, trying to catch his breath. You stared back up at your boyfriend who was looking at you with a mixture of pride and confusion.

“I… I don’t know what happened..” you admitted. “I didn’t even know what I was doing until he was on the I had done it” you said, staring back at the ghoulie, “I couldn’t stand what he was saying to you…”

“It’s kind of true baby,” Sweetpea whispered, “you could be with anyone in this whole town and you choose to be with me… to get into a fight with a fucking ghoulie… for me?” he said incredulously.

“Sweets, you have no idea how incredible you are do you? You are the greatest person I have ever known; you are honest with me all the time, you’re loyal to a fault, and in case you haven’t noticed, you’re freaking hot” you giggled.

Sweetpea’s hands stroked up and down your arms as he leant down to kiss your lips. He draped his arm across your shoulder, and grabbed your wrist to inspect your bruising knuckles. Peppering your knuckles with light kisses he tucked you into his side as he walked you away from the Ghoulies and into the hallway as the bell rang signalling the end of lunch.