#mayward fanfic

[afropogue]

aight friends, christmas is exactly a week away! im gonna give myself a personal challenge where i write at least one christmas/winter related prompt for an otp every day up until christmas.

ive never fully completed one of these before so im trying to pull through this time! trying to get back on my writing zoom yk

recently ive been hyper fixating on jjpope and cooliver again so those are probably the main couples ill write for for this challenge lmaooo so please feel free to tune in if you are still in any of those fandoms 😔🤞🏾🤞🏾

day 1: prompt—“playing christmas songs on the piano”

pairing: cooliver

synopsis: bored in the otto house with nothing to do, cooper decides to break out his piano skills on the family piano.

day 2: prompt—“character a gets character b a puppy for christmas”

pairing: jjpope

synopsis: pope gives jj a cute, furry little present for christmas

day 3: prompt— “snowstorm”

pairing: cooliver

synopsis:

day 4: prompt- christmas market

synopsis: oliver and cooper visit their local christmas market for the first time

day 5: prompt— “mistletoe”

pairing: jjpope

synopsis: jj is struggling with his feelings for pope, which he is convinced are unrequited. however, his feelings are put to the test when they end up under the mistletoe—together.

day 6: 💀💀

day 7: MERRY CHRISTMASSS!!!

pairing: cooliver

synopsis: cooper asks oliver to be his fake date to his parents’ christmas gala, to get them off his back about finding a partner. oliver, who is apparently a masochist, agrees.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/52526356

#jjpope #cooliver #mayward #jj #pope #jj maybank #pope heyward #ahw #american housewife #cooper bradford #oliver otto #winter prompts #christmas prompts #christmas prompt fill #winter prompt fill #prompt fill #fanfics #gay people

[playitaagain]

saw that u r taking request and - jjpope soulmate au?? pls and thank u!! <3

ur writing style is amazing and can't wait for ur new fics now that u have finished s2!! 🥺💘

Thank you so much! This is so sweet <3 I really appreciate it!

Fun fact: I wrote part of this for Mayward week way back when but messed up the prompt. I never finished it so I figured I might as well finish it up and us it here because I'm terrible at picking a soulmate au I wanna write. I hope you enjoy!

and so it is written

Pope is 18 years old when he kisses JJ by accident.

Pope wakes up with his chest pressed against JJ’s back, fingers tangled with his as they shift with each rise and fall of his chest. Pope would find it odd, but it’s pretty normal for them. JJ was affectionate when he was drunk and Pope found it was easier to just let the other hang off him rather than fight it. That usually just leads to JJ pouting and whining the rest of the night. It wasn’t worth it.

JJ shifts in his arms, rolling over until he’s facing Pope. Pope would find it cute, but JJ’s arm is now thrown across his face, fingers barely brushing against his ear and wrist crushing the bridge of his nose. Pope rolls his eyes, plucking his wrist so he can place it across his stomach instead.

He pauses when he notices the neat letters across JJ’s wrist.

They hadn’t been there last night. The indication of a soulmate could only mean one thing and it has Pope’s chest aching at the prospect. Who could JJ have kissed last night? Pope had kept an eye on him the whole time. There was no way he would have missed that. Fuck. He wanted that to be his name written across that delicate skin.

He has to do a double take when he actually reads the word across JJ’s skin.

That was his name! Pope was clearly written across his wrist, dark letters swirling over his light skin and making Pope’s chest pound as he reads the name over and over again.

There wasn’t another Pope on the island. It couldn’t be someone else. No way. He would have seen JJ kiss someone last night. Wait, he isn’t actually sure when they kissed last night. JJ usually kissed him on the cheek before bed but that wasn’t the first time. Though, JJ had gotten dangerously close to his lips, pressing his own to the corner of Pope’s mouth. There are people who would probably consider it a kiss. Their lips did touch. Apparently that was enough for the name to be written across his wrist.

Pope realizes then that he must have a matching one on his own wrist. He drops JJ’s hand unceremoniously onto his stomach, breath catching when he notices the word John written across his skin. He wishes that it was the two letters of JJ’s nickname (because it felt oddly weird to think it could stand for John B too) but he isn’t going to complain, not as he shakes JJ’s shoulders to wake him up in his excitement.

“Fuck, Pope. I’m trying to sleep,” JJ grumbles, swatting at him before he rolls over, facing the wall as he tugs the sheet up to his chin.

Pope doesn’t listen though, places a hand on JJ’s bicep and shakes him until JJ is basically shoving him off the bed, blond hair sticking up in all directors and blue eyes caked with sleep. He rubs at them as he glares at Pope and it’s probably the least threatening look Pope has ever received from him.

“What the hell do you want?” JJ snaps, but the words are cut off by a yawn and Pope can’t help but think how cute he looks.

“JJ!” Pope starts, reaching forward to wrap his fingers around his wrist. He pauses though as he looks into those blue eyes. What if this wasn’t what JJ wanted?? Wasn’t that the reason Pope hadn’t told JJ about his feelings? Pope didn’t want to lose JJ.

“Pope, what the hell is wrong?” JJ grumbles, but Pope can see the concern at Pope’s silence. The subtle frown on his lips as he rubs a hand over his cheek to try and wake himself up. “Are you okay?”

“What?” Pope’s dark eyes glance at JJ’s wrist before they meet his blue eyes again. “Yeah, I’m fine. Good. I just- forget about it. I’m just going to head home. My dad wants me back for work,” he lies, shuffling out of the bed.

But JJ noticed the glance and Pope watches as he shifts his gaze to the underside of his wrist with a crinkled brow. It seems to take a moment for JJ to process before blue eyes are widening in shock, wide eyes meeting Pope’s before he can run out the door. He can’t really leave now, not with JJ’s gaze pinning him to this spot.

Pope opens his mouth, tries to explain before he snaps it closed when JJ surges forward to grab his own hand, fingers gentle as they brush over his own name across Pope’s skin. The letters are barely visible across his darker skin, but the sunlight is hitting just right, the word John clear as day.

“Did we kiss last night?” JJ asks, voice quiet as he meets Pope’s gaze. The fingers on his wrist are brushing back and forth across the sensitive skin, cashing a shiver to run down Pope’s spine.

“Uh, the cheek kiss missed and you ended up kissing the corner of my mouth,” Pope explains, shifting his weight awkwardly.

“Do you-“ JJ pauses, wets his lips nervously. Pope’s never seen him this nervous before. “Are you okay with this?” JJ sounds insecure as he asks, nervous and it only takes Pope a moment to realize that JJ thinks he doesn’t want this.

“Yes,” Pope answers, making the words sound as sure as possible without giving away the butterflies that seem to be fluttering in his stomach.

The smile that pulls up JJ’s lips tastes like the ocean and stale beer as he surges forward to connect their lips, arms wrapped around Pope’s neck as he stumbles back a bit. He nearly falls backwards at the sudden weight in his arms, but catches himself, letting his arms wrap around JJ’s back, pulling him closer.

“Fuck. I should have kissed you sooner,” JJ breathes against his lips. Pope definitely agrees as he presses forward again, connecting their lips in another searing kiss. If he had just kissed JJ sooner, they could have known long ago that they were soulmates. Though, Pope has always been sure JJ was his soulmate. He didn’t need the name on his wrist to tell him that.

#jjpope #mayward #jj #pope #obx #jj maybank #pope heyward #pope x jj #jj x pope #jj maybank x pope heyward #pope heyward x jj maybank #outer banks #jjpope fic #mayward fic #mayward fanfic #e writes #e celebrates!

[gayroman]

jj maybanks doesn't get nervous. he's the calm one of the group, cruising through life with few worries.

he is worrying now.

more than he has before. legs shaking, hands shaking, stomach tossing and turning. jj has one chance at this, here, now, at pope's birthday party. the cool summer air weaves its way through his sweater. pope's sweater.

as his body trembles as he raises his closed fist to the door and knocks three times in succession. the world seems to slow as pope opens the door and stares back at jj, nothing silence passing between them. (john b, kiara and the others are all clumped behind pope in the front doorway.) the music stops and a hush falls over the party.

jj clears his throat. he is only whispering when he speaks.

"i'm so sorry," he starts. clears his throat again. stuffs his hands into his pockets to give them something to do. "i should have never rejected you like that. i was shocked, shocked that someone like you, someone as smart and kind and pretty as you could like me. i'm a mess, pope!" he shouts that last part. everyone stares. jj has captured the attentions of half the teenage population in their small town. "why would you want me? a fucking mess! you're so, so... you, so pope. amazing! i'm just jj. i don't want to drag you down." pope doesn't say anything, just crosses his arms, like he's waiting for jj to continue. he is. so jj does. "but i do like you, just as much! and i'm so scared and i'm so sorry. i want to be your boyfriend and hold your hand and be so proud when i tell people about you but i don't want to mess up your life! i just don't want you to make a bad choice."

pope leans in slightly. whispers to jj in a low tone. "so what are you going to do?"

"i'm going to kiss you." punctuating his sentence, jj leans in and puts his lips on pope's, in front of kie and sarah and john b and everyone. pope is smiling against jj's lips as he smiles back and jj has never felt better.

inspired by 'betty' by taylor swift. tag list: @playitaagain @bipopeheyward @popeheywrd @ifyourelostyoucanlook @gaygaymaybank @kiaracameron @toesure

#jj doesn't cheat #just confused #bc jj would never cheat #jjpope #mayward #obx #outer banks #mayward fanfic

[maybankiara]

10) “I’m sorry for your loss.” For jjpope? Pls

ok this is super short but honestly? fuck yeah.

10: i'm sorry for your loss.

jj and pope are a thing straight out of romcoms. two boys who can't stand each other at first and then were put as partners for a project, when enemies changes to friends. time goes by and friends changes to best friends, with a few more additions into the circles. eventually, one thing leads to another, and feelings are caught on both sides.

best friends leads to lovers, predictably.

(well, to everyone but them.)

it's all smooth on jj's side, and awkward on pope's, but they manage. not a lot matters to them more than one another. learning is a curve, and so is their relationship - a nice, half-predictable curve.

jj is the experienced one, so the first time they sleep together, the cuddle afterwards, jj lost in pope's arms.

'i just lost my virginity,' acknowledges pope.

jj presses a kiss against his chest. 'i'm sorry for your loss.'

pope laughs. 'the hell you are.'

jj just kisses him again, until it's lips against lips, and they're bound together again.

#mayward #jjpope #outer banks #jj maybank #pope heyward #obx #mayward fanfiction #mayward fic #mayward fanfic #obx fic #outer banks fic #outer banks fanfiction #obx fanfiction #f: obx #s: mayward #my fic #blurb night

[shipperssafehaven]

i'm convinced if you go under the sort and filter section of ao3 and click 'works in progress only' that you genuinely enjoy suffering

#like why ? #why would you put yourself through that kinda pain unless you get off on it ? #help me understand 🤚 #ao3 #fanfiction #fanfic stuff #jjpope #mayward #buddie #kiarah #sarahcleo #trobed #olicity #finnpoe #sambucky #danbeau #valcarol #brittannie #clexa #cazzie #reddie #benverly #hanbrough #stanpat #slexie #japril #cheleanor #hanleia

[thesunwillart]

oh the irony of being told by your friend that his mom thinks he keeps you straight when all he does is make you extra gay

[ caption and dialogue from @edsbev’s fic “throw a punch, catch a kiss” ]

#we are being INDULGENT tonight fellas #outer banks #jjpope #mayward #obx fanart #jj maybank #pope heyward #fancomic #my art #fanfic art

[watney]

chapter 1 of my jjpope fic featuring angst and revelations and a sarahpope sleepover! this fic will revolve around the pogues in the aftermath of season 2, and you can expect more kiarah in future chapters as welll! check it out here:

take my hand (and we’ll make it i swear)

#reposting this in a better format! #deleted my other post w this bc it was a little uggo looking but this format is nicer i think!! #my fics #ship: jjpope #fic: obx #tv: obx #outerbanks #outer banks #obx #jjpope #mayward #pope heyward #jj maybank #sarah cameron #john b routledge #kie carrera #fanfic #fanfiction #fic #ao3

[janelevy]

JJ leans forward on the half-rotted log he’s designated as his throne, gaze sweeping across the others. “Why do they say ‘cold as balls’ anyway?” he proposes. Pope clasps his hands in his lap and looks down. Here’s the other problem staring him in the face along with the whole stranded-on-an-island thing: he just might be in love with the guy who’s currently talking at length about balls. Gesturing passionately with dirt-smudged hands that are not any more or less dirt-smudged than they would be back home, JJ says, “I mean, it’s stupid, right?”

#outer banks #obx #jjpope #jj maybank #pope heyward #obx fanfiction #mayward #fanfic

[outerjjbx]

Ship: jjpope/mayward

Words: 1.5k (multichap, i’ll be posting the first chapter here and the rest on ao3)

Ao3 link: right here

Summary: library au. pope works at the library, and jj asks for help studying.

Pope likes his job.

He does, really. It’s just- frustrating, sometimes. The stupid teenagers; the mountains of books the owner makes him stay behind to stack; that musty smell that makes him sneeze every three seconds. It can be okay, of course. He’s always loved books, and he’s always dreamed of working at a library. It just isn’t what he expected.

Between college, studying, and taking care of his dumbass roommate, he hardly has enough time for work. After the first week, the ‘wow-I-work-at-a-library-and-this-is-straight-out-of-a-romance-novel’ magic wore off, and was replaced with stress, dust, and piles of unsorted books. And, worst of all, other students from his school come in constantly, and all he can do is keep his head down and pray they don’t see him.

Pope, unfortunately, is not a very lucky person.

He’s just about ready to die when he hears his name get called by someone he definitely recognises. The blonde from his history class is sitting at a table in the corner, waving him over. Pope feels his stomach churn uncomfortably as he approaches, his hands growing sweaty as he take’s JJ’s appearance in. His eyelashes are highlighted by the sun, much like his hair, and his bruised knuckles are flexing as his fingers strum nervously against the table. Pope's mouth is dry. He fucking hates how attracted he is to this guy.

“Hey, P,” JJ smiles- all teeth, no eyes. Fake for the sake of charm. “I didn’t know you work here.”

Pope grimaces. “Enough with the nicknames, please.”

“Isn’t Pope already a nickname?” JJ grins, bringing a beaten up pen to his lips and leaning back in his chair. He lifts his foot up to the table to balance himself, the action striking the other’s blood cold.

“No feet on the table,” Pope almost-sneers, swiping at the blond’s boots. “You aren’t even reading anything. Why are you here?”

JJ holds a hand to his heart. “I’m totally reading.” He reaches across the table, picking up an old-looking textbook for their history class. “Studying, actually. Why don’t you join me?”

Pope narrows his eyes. “Seriously? Bye, JJ.”

“Wait!” the blond calls as Pope turns. “I need help studying, okay? I came here for some quiet, but I can’t concentrate. I just- I’m gonna fail midterms if I don’t get this done. I’m already behind in, like, a bajillion classes. Please, man.”

Pope pauses. “If you wanna pass, you should stop fucking around in class. I see you with John B in the back. You’re super annoying, by the way. Some of us are here to, like, get college degrees, so we can get jobs. We’re not all trust-fund sons here on Daddy’s money.”

“I’m not rich, if that’s what you’re implying,” JJ scoffs, looking almost offended.

Pope shakes his head. “No way you got here on a scholarship.”

“Okay, I won’t take any offence from that,” JJ says. “You make a fair point. The dean paid for my tuition. A special, 100% discount. Just for me.”

Pope furrows his eyebrows. “What, did you blackmail her? Did you sell her meth or something?”

“She’s my mom, dude. Chill,” JJ laughs.

Pope tries to ignore the way his stomach flutters when JJ laughs. “So you are rich,” he deadpans.

JJ rolls his eyes. “Nah, she just owes me. I grew up in North Carolina, in the Outer Banks. Right in the shitty part, like the lucky bastard I am.”

Pope can’t help the way that piques his interest. “Really? I grew up on the coast there, I visited the Outer Banks a few times.” He shuffles his feet, his posture relaxing by the tiniest degree. “How is your mom the dean here, though? She’s been at this school, for, like, decades.”

“Fifteen years, actually,” JJ corrects, pointing a finger. “Can you help me study now? I’ll put a good word in with my mom. Then you can, like, be at the top of all your classes and fulfil all your nerdy dreams. What do you even wanna be?”

“A mortician,” Pope replies. “I’m really into forensic scien-“

“A mortician?” JJ interrupts, a laugh strung along with his words. “What the fuck? That’s the grossest shit ever. I thought morticians were people who just, like, failed at being real-people doctors.”

Pope grits his teeth. “Dead people are real people. It’s a respectable and interesting science. You probably wanna be a MacDonald’s worker or something, anyway.”

“A MacDonald’s worker?” JJ scoffs, holding a hand to his chest “Pope, I’m offended! Am I not currently attending this prestigious university? The very same one that you attend?”

Pope raises his eyebrows, his head tilting downwards. “Yeah, but my mom isn’t the dean. I think we got in for vastly different reasons.”

“Vastly different- Pope! Why must you injure me so? My pride, it’s just… falling apart, at your very feet!” JJ exclaims, throwing his head back and rocking in his chair. He pauses, palm resting upwards on his forehead in a dramatic pose. “Will you pick it up for me? It’s just- it’s right over there. I don’t think I could manage.” He motions to the floor, where the sun highlights a soft rainfall of dust.

Pope scowls. “Fuck you, JJ. You can study by yourself.” He turns on his heel, his blood pumping unsteadily in his ears.

He hears a clatter behind him. “Wait, Pope! Shit, one second-” there’s another few crashes, sounds Pope doesn’t want to dignify with his eyes. “Pope, man, come on. Do me a favour.” JJ pauses, the library falling silent for one small, sweet moment. “Please?”

Pope presses his palms to his eyes and exhales sharply before turning around. “Why should I help you? You’re annoying, you’re rude, you don’t care about school-” he looks past JJ’s shoulder, where his chair is tipped over next to a pile of fallen books. “-and you’ve made a mess in my library, that I have to clean up.”

“I’ll clean that up. I promise.” As if to prove it, JJ takes a step back, without actually doing anything to fix the mess.

Pope blinks, unimpressed and growing more frustrated by the second. “Why do you even need help?”

JJ stares for a moment, eyes trailing along the shelf behind Pope’s head, as if avoiding his gaze. “I’m dyslexic.”

Pope nearly laughs. “So? Dysexic people can read. And study. I don’t see the problem.”

“Yeah, but I didn’t-” JJ pauses, motioning vaguely with his hand. “I didn’t, like, learn how to.”

Pope tilts his head. He’s trying his best to look condescending, but he’s afraid he’s failing miserably. “Your mother is the dean. The college has plenty of resources that can help you more than I can. Your old schools should have, too.”

“My old schools?” JJ repeats, eyebrows raised. “Pope, bro, you should know me well enough to know I never went there. And my mom doesn’t know, so I can’t use the ‘resources’ she apparently has anyway.”

Pope scoffs. “Your mom, the dean, doesn’t know that you’re dyslexic? Are you seriously making a learning disorder up just to annoy me?”

“I am not!” JJ exclaims, brow furrowing. A few strands of hair fall in front of his eyes, making Pope’s mouth go dry. “I was diagnosed in, like, the third grade. But my mom doesn’t know. And she can’t know.”

“Why not?” Pope asks. His voice catches, and he’s ready to drop dead if he doesn’t compose himself.

JJ waves his hand. “It doesn’t matter. But I have to pass if I wanna stay here. Can you just- help me out? Just this once?” He interlocks his fingers, twisting them uncomfortably, his purple knuckles flexing as his fingers twist. “I won’t bother you again. I promise.”

Pope considers running away for a moment. Just- running away. Turning on his heel and abandoning his responsibilities. But he’s getting paid minimum wage to be here, in this too-loud, too-messy, too-annoying library, and he’s worked hard for it. To be at this school, to be in this very building.

And JJ, the apparent son of the dean, wouldn’t be a bad person to get behind. Perhaps he’s annoying as he is blonde, and his eyes are prettier than they should be, and his stupid, worn-out boots make Pope want to stomp like a misbehaving child, but he’s the son of the dean, and Pope wouldn’t mind being on her good side.

“Will you put in a good word for me? To your mom?” he asks. He may as well take advantage of the opportunity.

JJ seems taken aback. “Yeah! Yeah, of course, of course. I’ll tell her all about you, put a good word in. And you’ll help me?”

Pope sighs. He clenches his teeth, jaw working as he hesitates to reply. After a considerable silence, he speaks. “Fine. But- don’t be annoying, okay? And stop rocking in your chair, you’ll break it.”

JJ grins, eyes sparkling, and runs a hand through his hair. “Great, man. I have my history book with me now, but if you’re still working I can, like, chill out. Or whatever.” He smiles, properly this time, like he’s been saving it until now.

Pope is definitely going to regret this.

#jjpope #mayward #television #writing #fic #fanfic #fanfiction #fan fic #obx #obx2 #obx jj #outer banks #pope #obx pope

[bobandrews]

Since Jj is really touchy with Pope and probably way more aware about his feelings towards him than the other way around, Jj would probably be the one to kiss Pope first. And since Pope is oblivious af he'd probably reject him first until he thinks about it and realises his feelings. Anyways those are my thoughts and I couldn't stop thinking about it so I wrote a lil oneshot :)

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Jj gave Pope a soft smile to which Pope replied with a happy grin. Jj's eyes wandered from Pope's eyes to his lips. Without wasting another thought he leant forward and pressed his lips against Pope's. After a second of surprise Pope stepped back with a confused look on his face.

"I- I didn't- I'm not-" he stammered.

"Yes, I know. Fuck! Sorry, man" Jj said nervously brushing through his hair and grimacing from regret. "I'm high and got the wrong idea. Let's just forget this happened, okay?"

"I- I don't know if I can just do that-"

Jj sighted. "Well, I can. I'm gonna go meet the others."

He took off and left a bewildered Pope behind. On his way Jj kicked a wall out of anger at himself. Then he stopped and began punching it until his knuckles bled. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" He turned around, leant against the wall and slid down to sit on the floor as he put his face in his hands.

***

For the next few days Jj tried not to be alone with Pope. Until John B decided to assign both of them to be lookouts together.

"Why do we need two lookouts? I can help you in there" Jj complained.

"Because one needs to look out for us" he said and handed Jj the binoculars, "and the other one needs to look out for the police" he finished nodding towards Pope.

Sighting Jj took the binoculars. When their friends had left he looked through them. Pope turned the other way to see if anyone was coming. An awkward tension filled the air as no one said a word.

Until Pope broke the silence. "Hey, about the other day..."

"You mean when I ruined our friendship and made everything awkward?" Jj replied still looking through the binoculars.

Pope chuckled softly. "Yeah, that. I have been thinking about it."

"Mhm?" Jj said tying to sound uninterested while his heart started racing.

"Can you please look at me for this?"

Jj sighted and put the binoculars down turning to his friend. "So, what did your clever brain think of?"

His face was halfilluminated by the street lamp turning the hair sticking out under his cap golden and his eyes sparkled in a in a clear green. Without thinking about it Pope put his hand on his cheek. Jj flinched out of surprise. He was not used to other people being touchy with him.

"So, what-" he cleared his throat. His cheek burned from the touch as he tried to keep from smiling. "What did you wanna tell me?"

"For once in my life I'm not gonna tell you something, but do something" Pope grined.

His hand wandered to the back of his neck and he leant forward until their faces were only inches apart. Jj smiled softly. "Are you sure?"

Pope nodded. They closed the distance and linked their lips. Both of them had to smile into the kiss making it a little awkward at first, but after a short giggle they picked up their rhythm.

"We uh-" Jj began when they seperated trying not to grin as wide as he wanted to. He held the binoculars up that he was still holding in his left hand. "We gotta..."

"Yeah. Yeah, of course."

Jj looked back through the binoculars as Pope turned to watch the street, both being unable to hide their smiles.

#a bit shitty but i needed to write it down and thought might as well share it #jjpope #mayward #outer banks #obx #jope #jj maybank #jjpope fanfic #fanfiction #oneshot #pope heyward #pls make it happen #3ob4ndrews #mine

[reecethegeek]

go read my JJPOPE soulmates obx au on ao3 pls!!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/34726624/chapters/86464669

#jjpope #jj maybank #mayward #jj x pope #pope obx #pope x jj #pope heyward #jj obx #kie carrera #sarah obx #sarah cameron #john b #john b routledge #john b x sarah #cleokie #cleo outer banks #obx pogues #ao3 obx #ao3 #fanfic

[afropogue]

hey everyone!! sorry i haven’t been in much of a writing mood and my mind was kinda blank when it came to writing for jjpope. got more wips coming soon!!

here’s a lil drabble i came up with. it’s pretty much just fluff lol

prompt: character a wants to use their laptop on the couch, but character b always occupies the space in their lap.

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JJ is bored.

Okay, yes, he does have some adult responsibilities he could be utilizing this time for, but that doesn’t sound fun now does it?

Pope is sitting a next to him, eyes glued onto his laptop. The tapping of keys almost drowns out the random sitcom playing on TV, which JJ was preoccupied with for a little while until that got dull.

He glances over at the other man. Pope hasn’t looked up from his screen since he perched himself on the couch. JJ guesses it’s an improvement from him staying at the library late, cooped up with assignments as schoolwork, but he still wishes Pope would at least take a break. He really doesn’t get how one can simply work for hours straight-no break, barely even a breath-in between.

Finally, Pope moves the laptop off of his lap, throwing his head back slightly as he rubs his temple. His eyes are closed, yet the creases in his face and the slight groan he emits convey the stress he’s feeling.

After a few seconds, Pope reaches over his side to place his laptop back on his lap, and JJ thinks quick.

He instantly lies over and plops his head onto Pope’s lap. Pope jumps slightly, a bit startled by the new weight on his lap.

“Hi babe.” JJ greets from his new position, smiling up at his boyfriend.

Pope raises his eyebrows at him. “JJ what are you doing?”

“Why I’m just lying on the couch, nothing unusual.”

Pope huffs. “Well why don’t you lie on the other side of the couch? The side that isn’t my lap.”

JJ wiggles a bit, adjusting his head until he finds a more comfortable position in his lap. Pope’s lap is warm, presumably from the heat of the laptop. It’s actually kind of comforting.

“Hmm well I actually find it quite comfy here.”

“JJ come on I need to finish my work.”

“Pleaseee babe your lap is so warm and soft.” JJ whines, making no effort to move.

Pope is about to protest again but then he looks down at his boyfriend again, and his resolve softens. JJ’s eyes are closed, and Pope can see his face relaxing as he gets comfortable in this position. He has a smile on his face, as if he knows that Pope will relent and let him stay where he is.

And he’s right, because Pope simply rolls his eyes fondly, the corner of his lips tilting upward. He visibly relaxes, shoulders drooping from its tense position.

“You know what I guess I could take a little break.” Pope mumbles, smiling down at his boyfriend. He lifts a hand to run through JJ’s soft blonde locks. JJ hums readily, a gooey grin never leaving his face.

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[playitaagain]

Hiii! Thank you for all your amazing fics! “Top of head kisses” for mayward pleaseee (preferably pope kissing jj but whatever you write will be amazing)

Thank you so much for reading my fics! This is something nice and soft for you. I hope you enjoy!

“Top of head kisses”

Pope rubs a hand over his face in an attempt to rub away the tiredness he feels. It’s been a long day at work, called in for a particularly gruesome murder that kept him long past his normal hours in an attempt to find a cause of death. It left him in the office well past dinner and bedtime, a time he cherishes with JJ.

With a flick of the lock, he drops his bag on the ground next to the door and hangs up his coat. It’s a bit chilly in the house, a shiver running down his spine as he kicks off his winter boots. He can’t wait to curl up in bed with JJ, not even caring to bother with dinner as he bypasses the kitchen.

He pauses when he catches sight of a head of blond hair over the back of the couch, the soft snores catching his attention when he listens a bit closer. The sight that greets him when he steps around their small couch has a smile tugging up his lips and he can’t help but lean forward to press a kiss to JJ’s messy head of hair, finger running through his blond locks just like he likes.

“JJ, baby,” Pope whispers, sitting on the small coffee table. It wobbles a bit under him, a yard sale find that cost them a few dollars because the owners just wanted it out. They’re still saving money and they try to find what they can for as little as they can. They don’t need much and Pope thinks that’s because they have each other even if it’s probably the cheesiest thing he’s ever thought. “It’s time to head up to bed.”

The book open in his lap threatens to fall and Pope is quick to mark the page and set the book aside, pride swelling in his chest when he notices it’s JJ’s school book. The business classes he’s taking in hopes to lead to his dream of opening his own mechanic shop. Pope always makes sure JJ knows how proud he is that JJ decided to pursue classes. It still makes him so happy to see how much this man has grown. It makes Pope’s heart swell with happiness.

“Hm, Pope,” JJ mutters, blue eyes blinking open. He looks tired, worn out from his extra hours at the shop and his classes this semester. “How was work?” he yawns, making grabby hands. Pope’s laugh is quiet as he takes the outstretched hands, pulling JJ from the couch until he’s securely in Pope’s arms, face nuzzling into Pope’s neck.

“It was long,” Pope answers, pressing another kiss to JJ’s hair. “I missed you.” It was going to be one of their only nights together this week and now it was gone, midnight flashing across the clock, taunting him that he missed this time with JJ.

“Not workin’ this weekend,” JJ answers, pressing a kiss to Pope’s neck. “We can make up for it.” They definitely will, but JJ didn’t usually get the weekends, at least not the whole weekend as the newbie at the shop.

“The whole weekend?” Pope confirms, hope blooming in his chest. It may be last minute, but they could go up north, enjoy some snowboarding or just a nice cozy night in a bed and breakfast. Pope’s been putting a bit of money aside for something special and this might be it.

“I asked because it’s been ages since I've seen you for more than a few minutes,” JJ mumbles, pulling away so he can meet Pope’s dark eyes. Pope didn’t think he could love this man any more than he already did, but JJ is always proving him wrong.

“Let’s make a weekend of it,” Pope smiles, leaning forward to press a kiss to his lips. He couldn’t ask for a better boyfriend, thinking instantly of the ring sitting in his bedroom. This might just be the weekend to ask JJ. “But we can talk about it in the moring, you’re falling asleep on me.” And he is, blue eyes blinking closed like he is trying to force himself to stay awake. “Let’s head to bed.”

JJ merely grumbles as Pope leads him to their bedroom, allowing himself to press another kiss to JJ’s head as he curls up against his chest for the night.

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[gayroman]

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[noprxmises]

JJ had icing smeared across his left cheek, and somehow there was a gumdrop in his hair. A look of concentration consumed his face as he worked dutifully on his gingerbread house.

“See, Pope, it’s all about the technique,” he exclaimed proudly as he finally got the roof to stay up. “They don’t call me Magic Hands for nothing.”

“Precisely zero people call you that,” Pope deadpanned fighting a smile at the way JJ’s tongue poked out of his mouth as he ever-so-carefully removed his hands from the gingerbread walls.

“Not outside the bedroom,” JJ waggled his eyebrows suggestively.

“Oh my god, shut up.” Pope blushed at the statement and hit JJ gently upside the head.

But JJ’s innocent grin was enough to distract Pope from his boyfriend’s antics. Pope admired the child-like spark he could see in JJ’s eyes as they each worked on their gingerbread houses. It was moments like these where Pope was inadvertently reminded of the fact that JJ didn’t have much of a childhood. At least not a conventional one like Pope had with hot chocolate, and presents, and leaving cookies out for Santa. And that reminder just served as motivation to give JJ an even better holiday experience with each passing year.

It was because Pope was studying JJ’s face that he happened to catch the exact moment his expression changed. The look on JJ’s face was priceless as the roof, for the fourth time tonight, collapsed. Pope couldn’t help but laugh at the betrayed look JJ directed at what was once his gingerbread house.

“You breathed on it! You sabotaged me!” JJ threw a hand over his heart dramatically. “I mean, you think you can trust a person, and then here they come wrecking your house and destroying your yard.”

“Well I hope you had insurance,” Pope said smugly.

“My lawyers will be hearing about this,” JJ said in a perfect imitation of a kook- Karen.

“The Homeowners Association won’t be too happy about this mess on our block. I mean, look how nice my house looks just down the road,” Pope teased.

Pope’s gingerbread house was quite a sight. He had somehow managed to make it a two story building complete with candy cane pillars and rainbow sprinkle Christmas lights. JJ pouted at the comment and playfully wiped the icing from his sticky hands onto Pope’s cheek.

“Oh, you’re so on!” Pope grabbed a handful of sprinkles and tossed them at JJ.

JJ laughed getting up to run to the other side of the kitchen after sticking a gumdrop to Pope’s nose. Pope chased after him, wrapping his arms around the boys waist and swinging him around to place a laughter-filled kiss on his lips.

“I can’t wait for you to make me breakfast in bed for a whole month,” Pope sang, grinning from ear to ear.

“Mmm I don’t know. I might demand a rematch,” JJ stated in exaggerated seriousness.

“Nope,” Pope laughed out, “they were your rules, baby. ‘Loser has to make winner breakfast in bed for a month.’”

“Yeah but that was when I thought I was gonna win.”

Pope chuckled pressing a kiss to JJ’s cheek. “Sucks to suck, babe.”

“Not fair,” JJ hid a smile in Pope’s neck, “you’re so good at everything.”

“Woah careful J, wouldn’t want anyone to hear you being such a sap.” Pope hugged the boy closer to himself.

“Well it’s not my fault I’m dating a super human genius. The world’s gotta know, Pope.” JJ gushed.

Pope blushed at the praise and pulled back to kiss JJ again. “Are you just trying to get me to let you off the hook for breakfast duty?” Pope joked.

“If it’s working,” JJ shot a beguiling smile up at Pope.

“Not even a little bit,” Pope shot back.

“That doesn’t mean I didn’t mean it, though. You are basically Superman. At least you’re my Superman.” JJ kissed him again with more passion than before, and the gingerbread houses were forgotten on the dining room table.

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[riskitsam]

Okay so I just realized something today so there’s 2 options:

1) IM dumb and everybody know it

2) imma genius

it’s about outer banks and the romantic relationships in it.

hear me out, the cast always said that there’s a love triangle even since season 1, so it involves kiara and pope obviously...

since Sarah and John b are together and all the love triangle is obviously kiara-jj-pope but the real question is who likes who ?

So most of the obx fandom think kiara is loved by jj and pope because most of them ship jiara but Jonas pate said Jiara wasn’t even planned soooo in conclusion the love triangle is obviously

Kiara 👉🏼 pope 👈🏼 JJ

SO JJ AND POPE WERE ALREADY WRITTEN SINCE THE BEGINNING AND EVERYONE LOVES POPE

Thanks for reading this, you must really think I’m the biggest dumbass ever. Well I am :)

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