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walk 'em like a dog — andrew 'pope' cody x sweetheart!reader.
andrew 'pope' cody has a specific walk that has people stepping aside before they even realize what they did. his gait is heavy, footfalls resounding like a small earthquake with each step, broad shoulders pitching forward as though he's mid-stride to a sprint. just his bearing alone resembles a feral guard dog, something not unlike a cane corso or a rottweiler, whenever his brows are furrowed and his gaze is set on a destination.
everyone knows better than to get in his way.
but you aren't just anyone. you're his girl, his treasure, his pretty thing. beside his hulking frame, you're an absolute darling, sweetheart incarnate. from your perfectly made up hair to the tips of your button-pink painted toenails, you look as delicate as cotton candy.
though not as fragile.
you've got andrew wrapped around your little pinky, calling him to heel with just a sweet simper of his given name and a gentle cradled palm to his sharp jaw. his brothers watch in awe and mild disgust at how their eldest just crumbles, mouth agape when you step just a few paces away and pope nearly stumbles over his feet to try and close the distance.
saccharine sweet, you giggle as you tip your chin up, a silent offering for andrew to press a feather-light kiss to your glossy lips. you get so upset when he messes up your makeup (outside of the bedroom) and the last thing he wants is to upset his girl.
andrew pope cody who’s worried about you finding his rap sheet vs. reader who’s printed out his mugshot to include in her journal with little hand-drawn hearts around it <3
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Hi! Since you’re asking for old Hollywood mood board ideas, I’d love an old Hollywood mobster pope board please.
from my untitled old hollywood pope fic! search old hollywood pope for more🩶
"She's a sweet thing," Baz drawls, looking over your headshot after you've exited the room. "But I don't think she's right for it. Too new, no leading roles - we can't hand Elizabeth to someone who might not be able to handle it."
"She's the girl," Pope chimes in, for the first time today. "She's Elizabeth."
"You don't normally care about casting, baby," Smurf tries, but Pope is firm. He told you he was going to make you a star, and he always makes good on his promises.
"This one is my fuckin' picture - it's being funded with the payout from the Gambroni job, so I get final say. We're signing her, and giving her Elizabeth."
Baz and Smurf glance at each other warily, obviously slightly perturbed by this change of heart. Pope's never cared about anything to do with the studio before.
"She's got the part. That's it," He repeats, before getting to his feet and leaving without another word. He's hoping to catch you before you make it off the lot.
As he leaves the executive offices, he catches the purple of your skirt turning a corner, and sets off in a run. He calls your name, which he now knows thanks to the audition, and you turn. "You've got the part, sweetheart. Everybody wanted you."
A lie. But what you don't know, won't hurt you. Not when you smile so sweetly at him. "Really? They didn't wanna think it over more?"
"No way - everybody knew you were the gal for the job."
He's a little surprised when you wrap your arms around his shoulders and pull him in for a tight hug. People are usually so scared of him that they wouldn't dare come near. Pope likes that you haven't got that fear.
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please wear sunscreen!!! I've seen "fuck the beauty industrial complex" posts about complicated skincare regimens and am 100% with them except sometimes they mention sunscreen and no. no. absolutely not. sunscreen is a wonderful supportive friend who wants to keep you safe, and you should let her do it. throw out all your other cosmetics and skincare products if you want, but keep your sunscreen. and if you're not wearing sunscreen, start wearing it!!!! this is not about terror of aging, this is not about every tiny imperfection our fucked-up culture has made you feel insecure about, this is about protecting yourself from skin cancer. wear the damn sunscreen.
hey!! i hope you still take requests…i’m thinking of reader freshly out of a relationship and jack who has had a crunch on her for ages trying to subtly act on it and she likes him baaaack!!!! (the whole break up is a bit self reflection lmao)
Jack leans on the nurses station counter looking at the same chart over and over again. He didn’t even read it halfway through the first time before looking up and scanning the E.R.
He doesn’t see you yet. That’s okay, you should be there soon.
He shows up 30 minutes early to every night shift because you show up 20 minutes early.
He doesn’t want to miss a moment of you before the shift starts.
—-
One could assume Jack liked you. They would be partially right.
It’s safe to say he was infatuated with you.
Ever since he met you on your first day over a year ago, he was smitten with your beauty and infectious smile.
You were ethereal.
And he wanted to know more.
Unfortunately, only one thing stood in his way.
Your boyfriend.
He had heard Santos and Javadi talking about it at the end of your first month. Word was that he wasn’t the greatest guy but your heart was big and you were trying to make it work.
Jack felt a bit defeated at the news but he wasn’t deterred.
He could be patient.
You would be worth every waiting minute.
—-
Glancing at his watch he sees there’s 10 minutes until handoff and you’re still not here.
Are you okay?
Did you oversleep?
Did your car break down?
Did you call in si–
His spiraling thoughts are interrupted by the squeaking of wet sneakers. Looking up he sees you walking fast, a rain jacket pulled tight around you.
“Almost didn’t make it there earlybird” he jokes
You quickly look over at him and give a small half smile “The day I'm late is the day you should worry.”
Then he sees it. Your eyes are red rimmed and slightly swollen, like you had just finished crying your eyes out. Your face screams ‘sad and tired’.
He immediately straightens at his observation.
“You okay, sweetheart?”
You nod a bit too quickly and force a bigger smile on your face.
“All good Abbot, promise.”
The next moment you're walking to the lockers to put your stuff up for the night.
Jack watches you go, not convinced in the slightest.
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Throughout the night Jack searches for you to make sure you’re okay.
Every time he finds you, you always have a smile on your face or you’re laughing with someone. But he can see something’s off.
Later in the early hours, the Pitt is at a lull so he takes the time to reset all the rooms before the next rush.
He’s not paying attention when he pushes the curtains aside to one room and he sees you standing there. You hands partially cover your face but he can see that you’re crying.
“Shit—sorry Jack. Just needed a minute” you sniffle as you face away from him, quickly wiping your face.
You called him Jack.
Not Abbot.
Now he knew something was really wrong.
You loved to tease him by using his last name.
“Sweetheart, what’s wrong?”
You shake your head silently, too choked up with tears to respond.
Jack approaches you and turns you slowly by the shoulder.
He soothes you as best he can for about ten minutes before you slightly pull back.
“Want to talk about it?”
You look at him for a minute before nodding and going to sit on the bed behind you. Jack joins you and sits as close to you as he can.
“I uh, me and my now ex broke up a few weeks ago.”
Jack tries to keep a poker face but inside his heart is racing at the revelation.
“I had not been feeling too good about him for a while and unfortunately my gut knew because he had been cheating on me for a while. While that hurt it didn’t kill me. I think I was slowly losing feelings and that had solidified that we weren’t right for each other.”
Jack sees a stray tear fall and quickly wipes it away. Your face warms at the gesture.
“Then what happened today?” he asks quietly.
You take a deep breath.
“I went to grab my stuff from his place. I guess he was mad about me ending things and he-“ you take a shaky breath and try to hold tears back.
“He said he cheated because I was a bore. I wasn’t pretty enough, the sex was awful, I was a shitty girlfriend. Then he said I’d never b-be good enough for anyone. That no one would l-love me.”
Jack's heart breaks as he watches your lip tremble and sees the sadness in your eyes.
He’s also angry that anyone would have the audacity to say those things to you.
You were good enough.
Too good.
For anyone.
For him.
Your ex was wrong about that for sure. And he was wrong about someone never loving you.
Because he loved you.
He was in love with you.
Had been since he met you.
Jack grabs your hands in his.
“I hope you don’t believe a word of that honey. You’re amazing. You’re too good for him and he never deserved you. And I know there’s someone out there who loves everything about you. Who won’t ask you to change a thing and knows you’re more than good enough.”
You sniffle and stare at your joined hands.
“Someone that good doesn’t sound real.”
The silence causes you to look up at Jack and you find he’s already looking at you.
“Jack?”
He leans in a bit.
“Maybe this is the absolute wrong time and maybe you don’t feel the same way.”
Your heart races at his words.
“You can tell me to fuck off but I’d regret it forever if I didn’t tell you how I feel.”
Your eyes widen slightly.
There’s no fucking way.
You had always had a crush on Jack Abbot. His cute grey curls, his handsomeness and charismatic personality. He was the whole package.
He was out of your league.
So, you gave the guy at the bar, your ex, a chance in hopes you’d get over Jack.
Now? Now you were glad things hadn’t worked out. Maybe this was your chance if he truly felt the same.
He squeezes your hand a bit.
“Sweetheart, will you go out with me? Can I take you out for dinner this weekend?”
Your heart stops.
Yes god please!
“I-I, yes. Yes, I’d love that, Abbot.”
Jack can’t help but smile at your flustered response and that you were back to calling him Abbot.
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