#fp x you

[iamasimperyk]

Young and lonely -FP Jones

Summary: Cheryl left you alone at Pop's and FP is there to listen to you.

Warnings: Fluff, mention of death and killing not proof-read and English isn't my first language

"I can’t believe you actually did this," You sighed as Cheryl just shrugged before taking a sip of her milkshake.

You knew about the little 'Gifts' Josie recently got and you also learned from whom they were. You wanted to tell Josie but you couldn’t just expose Cheryl like this. After all, she was your cousin, and deep down she was just a hurt person who wanted to be loved.

"But seriously, the pig heart was far too much. Just a Psychopath would do something like that." You told her in the calmest way possible.

She gave you a big smile and nodded, "That’s exactly the point Y/N/N. It looks like Chuck is a complete Psychopath and she will stay away from him."

"Whatever, but when she finds out it was you, she will never want to be with you." You mumbled and saw how her face grew darker.

"I don’t need advice from a person who hasn’t any friends except her cousin." She hissed and looked around.

She knew that it was a sensitive topic for you but still constantly reminded you about it. It’s hard to find friends when you are related to the school's Queen Bee.

You decided to just stay quiet while she still looked at something at Pop's. Before you had the chance to ask, she reached over the table and throw her milkshake to the floor.

"Clean that up, Plebe. The way you did my brother’s blood." She said, talking to FP Jones who started working here a few days ago.

You knew what FP did but he just did it to protect his son and now wanted to live a normal life. Yes, he was a Serpent, but what’s so bad about it?

He came over and started to clean it up before looking at her, "We'll get you a new milkshake right away. On the house."

You looked at her in disbelief and kneeled down next to FP, "I am sorry about her. Let me help you."

You started to collect the broken glass carefully, trying not to cut yourself.

"Be careful, kid, don't want you to get hurt," FP said with a small smirk before he got up and walked away, the floor clean now.

You got up as well and sit down in front of Cheryl again, who just rolled her eyes, "You don't have to help him. It's his job to clean the mess."

"Oh, please, it's definitely not his job to clean after you. I get it he somehow was involved in this whole Jason murder, but he didn't kill him. It was uncle Clifford, your dad, who did so and you have to accept that. More important you have to forgive FP Jones, he tries to be a better person.

She scoffed, stood up and stormed out of the Chock'lit shop. Now it was only you, your milkshake and of course the other people in here.

After a few minutes of silence and peace, it was interrupted by a deep voice, "So, I made this for nothing?" He chuckled, setting the new milkshake on the table.

"Oh, Cheryl had to leave, and I don't think I can drink another one," You smiled at him, "Maybe you want to have it and sit with me for a bit?"

He searched your face, trying to find something that gave away that you were fooling with him, but he didn't find anything. Slowly he sat down and looked at your smiling face.

"So, Mr. Jones, I hope you are doing good." You said, still happy about the fact that he actually sat down with you.

He nodded, "Yeah, t-thanks for asking. Um sorry for asking but you are Y/N Blossom right?"

You let out a little giggle and nodded, "Yup, that's me. I know I don't really look like someone from the Blossom family and I also don't really act like them, but yes I am a part of that crazy family."

"Good to know," He muttered under his breath, "How is it? To be a part of them?"

You shrugged, "Even if I am not like them, people think so and judge me for it. That's the reason why I don't have any friends, just Cheryl, but she is mostly busy with her friends."

You smiled sadly, fiddling with your fingers before you continued, "But please don't pity me now, I am fine, I am used to being alone. Sadly I don't have a family as big as yours, the Serpents."

He looked at you, too stunned to even say anything, but he noticed how your eyes became glossier with every word you spoke. You were just a High School girl but something flicked inside of him and the only thing he wanted to do at that moment was to hold you in his arms.

Of course, it was wrong, even if you weren't a minor anymore you still were far too young for him, but did that really matter at that moment?

"Mr. Jones?" You asked carefully. When you studied his face he seemed deep in thought and you noticed the look he held. Somehow it looked like he understood you, but couldn't find the right words.

And as you two looked into each other's eyes, none of you noticed Jughead, who saw the whole interaction, not knowing how to feel about it.

#fp jones #fp #riverdale #riverdale x reader #fp jones x reader #fp jones x you #fp jones x y/n #fp x reader #fp x you #fp x y/n #riverdale x y/n #riverdale x you #fanfic #netflix #fluff #Fp jones fluff

[mewniemoon]

They're on a double date.

#Made this mainly to spite that one rude anon #you cannot stop the gay calculators it is impossible #rain world #rainworld #rain world fanart #rw five pebbles #five pebbles #rw no significant harassment #no significant harassment #rw artificer #artificer #rw hunter #hunter #FP x NSH #NSH x FP #rw ragequit #ragequit #artihunter #rw artihunter #rw shipping #my art #you can see this as platonic if you want idc nothing wrong with cuddling your bestie

[tobylovesspence]

Playing Dangerous- F.P. Jones

Summary: The one where you flirt with a cop after wasting his patience.

It was hard to  be friends with the Archie group when they constantly got you into trouble with the law. It became easier when you got used it, and once you all turned 26. “Come on Y/n, we’re adults we can handle this!” You scoffed staring at Archie, “Exactly! We’re adults, we shouldn’t doing childish shit like this! We can get in trouble with the sheriff! Just cause it’s J’s dad doesn’t mean we can’t be arrested!” The group had been in your kitchen for about an hour, trying to convince you to help them break into some warehouse they swore they needed into. “Please Y/n? You know, we can’t do it without you” They were persistent, and Betty was whiny. “Fine, but if I get arrested you assholes are bailing me out.” 

You had somehow gotten in with no problems, finding nothing however you glared at the group from over the shoulder. “Oh look, nothing here.” You leaned over on a box, staring at Jughead, “What did I tell you?” He just awkwardly shrugged, “It has to be here, something does.” Just then the door slammed open and you all turned. “Shit.”

You sat in the back of his cop car, groaning, god of course you got arrested for those fucking idiots.”Everybody knows i’m a good girl, officer.” You stared at him through his back window as F.P. stared back. “Mhm, sure sweetheart.” You bat your eyelashes subtly, looking for something to get you out of his car. “Do you always work alone so late?” He wasn’t working alone, the others had been picked up in the other cars, but FP picked you up. You assumed he’d get Jughead and Betty. “Stop with that. Those try-hard doe eyes.” You wanted to scoff, God older men were dicks, but you just looked down. 

“The door was already open when we got there, you know.” You were trying to justify yourself. “Oh yeah, then tell me princess, why was the lock broken?” He had looked back at you for a moment. And somehow you didn’t find it repulsive, usually the princess comment would off-put you but from FP it felt weirdly like-able. “I wouldn’t do a thing like that, that’s for sure. The door was already open, I swear i’m not a liar.” He stopped to stare at you, your melty puppy eyes as you tried the sympathy approach. Unlike other men his age though, you couldn’t get what you wanted, he wasn’t as creepy, he didn’t fall as easy. 

You expected to end up in a cell for the night, cursing your stupid group, but you had stopped at the station. He had uncuffed you and led you into his office. Now you were confused. As you sat down awkwardly, trying to be still as delicate and princess-like as you were in the car, hoping to convince him to let you go home. “So we’re still on the princess act.” He noted as he sat across from you. “So, what was a group of kids doing in a warehouse?” You had finally snapped and let out a small scoff. “I’m a full grown adult, thank you very much, 26 almost 27.” FP smirked, he had gotten you to break. “I know, calm down, our birthday is next month.” You froze, why would he know that? He didn’t even have your records out. “So, we wanna try again? Why were you there?” 

You wouldn’t spill, sitting in front of, arms crossed over your chest as you held your tongue. “Y/n. Just tell me, I could just throw you into a cell, it is my job.” You looked up at him, a playful glare, you had a new approach to getting your way, and with the way he stared, you were winning. “Fine we can stay here all night then.” He began to pull out paper work. “Yay, I like your company.” He stared at you, your sarcasm soaked words floating in the air. “Brat.” You wanted to yell, you hated being treated like a child, but you held your breath because it also did something else to you. Any insult you had thought to throw back had been lost when he looked back up, staring into your eyes with that kind of intensity. “What, lose your insults?” You pushed your hands onto your lap, looking down, embarrassment flooding your brain. “Jesus, I’ll take you home.” You had realized he was staring at the clock, and the fact that it was now 1:37 in the morning. “What about my information?” He chuckled, “You weren’t gonna give it to me anyway.” You smirked, “True, I might give you something else though.” He stared at you, your words being sudden and out of nowhere. “Hey, maybe a kiss.” He laughed quietly, assuming your words a joke. But when placed a kiss to his lips, he was stunned. “I can walk myself home, unless you want to drive me.” You gave him that gushy smile, that 20 minutes ago was aggravating as hell, now, he was enjoying the lingering stare. “Yeah, not a chance, I’ll drive you.” You grinned, “Good choice, officer.”

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@b0nes-phobic​

#fp jones #fp jones x reader #fp jones x you #fp riverdale

[icameheretoreadstuff]

Do you take requests? Because I have a request. This is my first time but k love your stories. Okay what if reader is 23 and she is the secret Blossom daughter anyways she is also dating FP and she gets super jealous of Alice (who I’m sorry don’t like) anyways what if she gets down and sees maybe FP would do better without her but he changes her mind? With some smut?!! Hehehe ahh I’m so excited

Hii, aww thank yooou 🥳 How exciting, this is my first request! it took some time writing this, im so sorry about that but here it is 🙈 oh and bytheway hahah, I got a little carried away so its kinda long 🙈

The Blossom Secret Pairing: FP Jones x F!Reader Warnings: 18+, smut, explicit sex, alcohol A/N: masterpost & links are pinned on my tumblr.

You let out a sigh as you were walking on your way home from a long day. The weather was hot today, so your long ginger-red hair was sticking to your back. You shaked your hair to get some air under your hair and when that didnt help you tied your hair up into a bun. You walked up the stairs to your little apartment, as you opened your bag to find your keys. You unlocked the door and walked inside to find the remote to the air condition on the wall and turned it on. You let out a breath as you stood underneath it to cool down.

You turned around to put your groceries in the fridge. You got your eye on the white wine you opened yesterday and grabbed it from the fridge. You poured yourself some wine and sat down in your couch. You bowed down and grabbed a box from under the couch. Inside there was secret documents that you had gotten in the mail, which was the reason why you came to Riverdale.

Inside there was your birth certificate and you found a note where it stood: From Alice cooper. Apperently this Alice had sent them to you months ago. So when you found this Alice Cooper from Riverdale, ofcourse you packed a bag and travelled to find Riverdale and this woman, only when you found this woman you ended up getting interviewed instead of getting answers. She swore that she had found them in her mailbox and had made copies and mailed them to you. She swore she didnt know anything more.

That woman really got on your nerves, you left that day and promised yourself you were going to find out what the hell is going on. You bought an apartment and got a job at some diner named pop’s. You just had to find out what actually stood on that birth certificate. But the thing was they had been blacked out and when you asked your adoptive parents they said it was an closed adoption so they knew nothing. you figured out you were on your own.

You sighed and took a big sip of wine as you threw the box away. After a couple of weeks after you had settled in, you found someone who was willing to help you. He was tall, dangerous smile and god damn: handsome as fuck. So was it really a suprise you couldnt resist and eventually flirted with him? For months you had worked together to try to find out who you are related to, But you grew more interested in him than your birth parents.

You wanted to know the truth ofcourse but you already had a family who you missed like crazy and loved deeply.. You only did this cause you hated not knowing. You wanted to know but this man, right now, he was much more intresting. After months with flirting you fell hard. He had flirted back and he was after all trying to help you, but you could tell he should be with someone else. Infact he convinced you today himself.

Today at 4 pm:

"Hi, could you please take out the trash and then youre done for the day apperantly." Pop said as he looked up at the clock and continued to help some costumers. "sure, thanks pop" you said simply and smiled as you carried out the trash. You smiled knowing you actually had began feeling comfterable in your new job. You loved talking to the costumers and serving people who lighten up when you served the famous milkshakes at pops.

You tried to open the door with one foot, cause you were carrying so much garbage, so you turned around and dragged them out. You felt a firm hand on your back which made you starled. "what" you said as you turned around to figure out who it was. "hi" Fp said in a low tone, he slowly inhaled your scent.

"hi" you said with a half smile and tried to walk over to the garbadge cans. As if he had just woken up he walked over to you and grabbed the trash from your hands and smiled "I'll help" he smiled, the actual smile that made your knees turn into gello. You opened the trashbins and he threw in the trash easily. "Thanks" you smiled and walked away from the smelly trashcans. "can we talk?" he asked. "Sure" you said and he followed you around the corner where there was more privacy. "what's up" you asked.

He sighed out loudly and it looked like he was debating on what to say. "tell me" you said as you took your handkerchief from your apron and playfully smacked him on his arm. He let out a short laugh as he sighed long. "I found out something big and I think you should sit down" he said, you looked worried at him. "just tell me" you asked and he sighed "alright" he looked into your eyes as he said. "Youre a blossom" he said "blossom? really?" you asked and knew some stories from the blossom family. You had heard allot of stories at pop's, so you werent all unimformed.

"apperently Clifford and Penelope Blossom tried to hide the fact they got pregnant when they were young and had you adopted." he explained. "wow" you simply stated. "I need some time to thaw on this" you said. But honestly you were more concerned with him. Right now he felt so right in your life that he had become the light in your life. Everytime the bell rang at pops you hoped it was him, you became more and more invested in this research because of him?

"are you ok?" he asked. you shaked our head clean, from stopping yourself of thinking anymore about this. "yeah, anyways I should probobly go, thanks again" you said and hated that, thats what came out of your own mouth. "I mean it, thank you so much" you tried to smile and he took out his hand and touched your arm. The warmth that came from his hand made your heart flutter. you starred into his eyes as you walked closer to him and gave him a hug.

He arms wrapped softly around your waist and you heard yourself exhale. "thanks" you whispered softly, you tried to walk away from his hug but it was so damn hard. You didnt want to leave. you felt his cheek come close into yours, you leaned back to get a look at his lips. He licked his lips dry as you were just inches away from eachother, you looked into his eyes and bit your lower lip. he stared at your lip as he leaned closer to you-

"FP!" someone yelled. A familiar female voice stopped you from finally tasting his lips, he sighed "sorry I got to go" he said. he pulled back away from you and walked away, suddenly he was gone. You touched your cheek as you felt the warmth from where his chin had just been, slowly fade away and turned cold. You closed your eyes and wanted to savior every moment.

You grabbed your bag and were ready to head home. You were dizzy from the heated moment from you and Fp still. you walked outside of pops after you had just said goodbye to everyone. You were on your way to the car. Months of pining after him and Alice just- "FP!" Alice exclaimed "Im in love with you and I want to be with you" she said. You froze and looked at where the voice were coming from. "I can't believe this" you felt tears build up as you saw Fp hold her both hands and said something only she could hear. "I cant believe this" you uttered under your breath.

Now 6pm:

Yep, that happened. You felt anger rise inside you as you inhaled and exhaled. You rised up to go and find something stronger to drink. You opened your cabins from the kitchen and found a bottle. «There you are» you sighed, grabbed a shotglass and poured tequila into it. «fuck them» you said as you raised your hand and threw down the shot.

Today you had found out the truth and that you were some secret blossom daughter. Honestly you didnt care about the blossom family, you already had a loving family. The only thing you couldnt get out of your head was him, you just wanted him.

But you cant have him, because of Alice. Fuck this and fuck him and her, you made up your mind to go out and drink somewhere not alone. You took another shot and changed out of your uniform into something better. You found a black strapless dress and put on some red lipstick.

You stood ready to leave when you opened the door and you saw him standing there in the doorway. "hi" he said as he starred at you on your dress "what do you want?" you asked as you leaned your hand on your waist as you held the door open with your other hand. He couldn't stop looking at your waist and tried to not stare his hardest but failing. "why aren't you with Alice?" you asked with a mean look. "If you came here to gloat why didnt you bring Alice?" you joked and shaked your head, you looked into his eyes waiting for him to respond.

"hm?" he looked up confused "wait, why are you talking about Alice?" you crossed your hands and shaked your head. "I couldn't care less about Alice" he reasured. "yeah right" you let out a snort and tried to shut the door in his face but he grabbed the door and walked halfway inside and looked at you with a smile which made your knees turn into gello once again.

"youre mean" you barely managed to say. He walked inside, closed the door behind him and gave you a puzzling look. "what" you asked annoyed. "Do you know how frustrating this whole situation is?" he sighed as he walked further inside the apartment, He had been here a couple of times but he never let you out of his sight. he slowly walked over to you until he stood close enough for you to inhale his perfume.

the perfume made you let out a whimper, you covered your mouth trying to hide the sound that made him look into your eyes with hunger "what do you want? and why arent you with alice, you should be with her, not me" he shaked his head slowly as you asked all these questions, he looked down on his shoes and let out a sigh "y/n" he began "can you leave, If youre going to let me know youre not interested you didnt have to come here and pity me, I have your money right here, so you can just go back to that fuckin-" you barked.

he looked at you with a tense look in his eyes and interupted you "I dont care about Alice" he explained and shook his head, "what are you even talking about, I want you!" he said annoyed "I didnt come here for her or money" he took out his hand and placed it under your chin. "I came here for you" he whispered, "can you please stop making this so damn difficult" he let out a short laugh. "I saw you in your car today driving home from pops, I know what you saw and I knew you would misunderstand, She was jelaous of you and wanted to be with me, but I told her that I was falling for someone else" He leaned closer to you, just a few inches away from your lips.

You held out your hand on his chest trying to stop him, you felt his heart bump like crazy under your palm. "Fp" you whispered, he grabbed your hand and guided you around his neck as he leaned closer to your ear. "I dont have anything more to talk about that woman, I only want to talk about us." he whispered, "I want to feel you lay naked under me" he said as he kissed your chin "I have wanted to kiss your neck for months now" he said as he kissed your neck softly, you let out a whimper.

"How much more do I have to explain to you that youre the one I want?" he kissed your chin once more and grabbed your head and looked softly into your eyes. "I'm in love with you, not her" he finally said and waited for you to respond. you completly froze and after a second your body reacted "don't break my heart" you said and kissed him deeply, he inhaled your kiss and sucked your lips playfully.

He broke the kiss and grabbed your legs and held you in his arms as he walked into the wall, as he deepend the kiss. he pushed you up into the wall more as he licked your upper lip. You held his shoulders, he grabbed your thighs and lifted slowly up your dress as he kissed your neck with soft kisses.

He grunted as he grabbed your ass and pushed himself into your core. You let out a whimper as his hard shaft made contact with your core, you began thrusting into his shaft and wanted to kiss him more. He grunted and thrusted back as he opend his mouth to let you explore his tounge.

His eyes fell behind his head as he let out a deep grunt. "youre already so wet for me" he smirked and grabbed your waist. "please let me taste you" he asked as his voice broke. "in there" you managed to let out and he turned carried you into your bedroom.

He layed your body down on the bed and took off his jacket and shirt, You felt his gaze burn onto your body, He was so beautiful. You threw off your dress and were about to take off your panties, but he stopped you "let me" he asked and took off his shoes and pants. He bent down to your core, and grabbed your waist and pulled you twoards his mouth as he dragged your panties off your waist.

He licked his lips dry "youre so beautiful I can't-" He tasted you with a flat tounge. "you taste so good, I-" he said with a smirk and tasted you once more and he was not being shy, letting out all sorts of sounds as he tasted every inch of your core. You let a whimper and felt euphoric as he couldn't stop tasting you.

He looked up at you and smirked "if you let out a whimper one more time I can't stop myself from-" he began while he took one of his fingers and touched your g-spot. your head flew back as a result and you let out a moan. He stopped and flew over you in a second to kiss you deeply.

His hard long shaft was throbbing against your core, you both wanted more contact from eachother but couldnt stop kissing. "you drive me insane" he whispered as he thrusted gently into your core and started to find a slow rythum. "take it off" you said and he smirked. "do it" you pleaded and tried to take off his underpants yourself.

He stood up from the bed and dragged off his underpants and your gaze went straight to his big throbbing manhood, you let out a whimper as he rushed over to you again and kissed your neck. "Do you know how hard it is to be around you and not wanting to kiss you?" he whispered into your ear as he let his shaft close to your core.

Your hips began moving wanting some friction. "Ive wanted to to this for so long now, and I want to see your hauntingly beautiful face when my dick makes you orgasm." his voice broke as he grunted and pushed his long shaft into you. "FP" you let out a moan, he started to thrust slowly to make you adjust to his size. "I want you so bad" you whimpered, you felt your entire body turn electric at the contact of his skin, his body and his breath.

He thrusted slowly and began turn up the pace as he kept kissing your neck and then he pulled out and sat in a upright position, as he grabbed your body and you felt like a magnet, searching for contact.

you sat down ontop of him and began to ride him, your lips searched for his lips as you looked into his beautiful eyes. "Im so in love with you" he whimpered, you let out a moan as his words were making you close to climax. "You're so beautiful I cant get enough of you" he said as he began breathing heavier.

"I cant wait to see beautiful orgasm" he panted "youre doing so amazing" you kissed him deeply and grabbed his shoulders and started to pick up the pace, "Im gonna-" you let out a moan and felt your orgasm come closer, you pushed his body down on the bed and held his hands down beside his head. He sat up his legs to thrust into you as you finally felt the orgasm take over your entire body. "Your orgasm is making me so hard" he said as he kept thrusting as you rode out your orgasm.

He pulled out and you grabbed his shaft, he let out a moan at your contact. You licked his length and started adjust his size into your mouth as he thrusted himself into you. "Im-" he panted and you bobbed your head in a rythum as he thrusted himself slowly into your mouth. "Im-" his orgasm shot electricity threw your body as you watched him cum on your stomach.

You walked off the bed and held out your hand, "shower with me?" you asked. He smirked and raised up from the bed, he grabbed your hand and kissed your arm and upwards your shoulder then he kissed you deeply "I would love to"

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[roadkillremi]

UM-

Skeet via his Instagram-

The power this man holds over me...

#horror #scream #ghostface #billy loomis #billy loomis x y/n #billy loomis x stu macher x reader #billy loomis x you #skeet ulrich x reader #skeet ulrich #fp jones

[gwendolyn-of-loxley]

This is the sign you need to buy and play Titanfall 2.

#titanfall #titanfall 2 #video games #fps #xbox #xbox series x #get a physical copy if you can; physical media is really important #but digital copies are CONSTANTLY on sale

[hiddenwritingsintheworld]

SO MANY STORY IDEAS

I just keep coming up with new story ideas and yet Midnight rain sits here staring at me like "Momma.....Im a good series....finish me"

But I recently restarted Riverdale and.....whew....FP Jones ;)

FP Jones....a forbidden romance turned wrong and bitter.....oh lord jesus someone help me....talk me out of writing some FP Jones Smut LOL

I know I need to work on Midnight Rain when Im not studying and learning my new job but dammit....I cant help what my brain comes up with

#fp jones smut #fp jones x reader #fp jones #FP x REader #Riverdale #archie and betty #archie and friends #archie andrews #archie adventure series #chris evans imagines #chris evans x reader #chris evans x wife!reader #chris evans fanfiction #chris evans x you #chris evans series #au series

[filthyfluffyfantasies]

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[ss-shitstorm]

Okay okay I’m currently rereading fortuna primaginia for like the seventh or eighth time rn and I am genuinely very curious (and you by no means have to answer this if you don’t want to) but how would the story have differed if Ratchet had shot his shot first and reader had ended up with him before Optimus? My mind is just rolling at the parallels of what could be similar but what would be so very different. Would Optimus have even attempted engaging the reader after that? I love them so much!!!

(Anon sorry I'm sure you just wanted a simple little aside but you're getting a full blown greentext headcanon sloppy style fanfic)

Slaps ask This bad boy can fit SO MUCH angst in it good fucking god. This has been literally eating at my brain every waking second since I received it. There’s just so, so many ways this could go down. And since there IS so many ways this could go down, please by no means treat this shit my brain coughed out as the only way. It’s just a way. But it got my in a vice grip and won’t let go.

Also if anyone’s got their own ideas about how this could’ve gone down please, please share

-Around the time you guys had your first little late night/early movie pow wow, Ratchet, in a wired/half asleep delirium, makes a pass. -It’s a throwaway pass, probably relevant to something in the movie. He doesn’t expect you to even respond. -He definitely doesn’t expect you to reciprocate. -He knows he should stop right exactly here and never bring it up again

-But he doesn’t. -He’s old. He’s tired. He’s (at least a little) drunk. He’s been fighting for so long and passed up so many chances at happiness. Fuck it. He’s gonna see where this goes. -He starts making excuses to see you more often, and you do the same with him.

-OP notices this and immediately backs off, full stop. -You figure he wasn’t actually that into you to begin with, and (albeit reluctantly) shrug it off, and are thus freed to peruse Ratchet with no remorse. -In reality, it’s a knee-jerk reaction out of respect to Ratchet, since he’d done the same for him when they were dating, and he’d first started talking to Elita. Ratchet already sacrificed his happiness for him once before. he’s not going to let him do it again. -But that doesn’t stop his feelings from doing…whatever it is they’re doing. -You still saved Bumblebee. You still adopted Bumblebee, so this mech can’t not see you. -Every time he takes you to the park, or the movies, or on a nature walk somewhere, and sees you playing with his sparkling he wants to shove his head into an industrial trash compressor -He’s happy for you. He’s happy for Ratchet. He’s forever indebted to you for saving Bumblebee and Primus-fragging-blessed why isn’t that enough? -That and he’s still actively mourning the loss of Elita, whom you share an almost identical EM signature with, so every time he’s within sensing range of you he’s blasted with grief and guilt. -But he still spends time with you. It hurts just to look at you, but if the alternative is not seeing you at all then he’ll gladly endure the pain.

-When the heat cycle hits, you’re actually with Optimus. He, you and Bumblebee were in one of the training rooms getting some (gentle, for Bee’s sake) exercise. -When that electrical, wet, cracked egg sensation first drips down your spine, Optimus stops what he’s doing, stares at you, and starts trembling. -You’re understandably worried and ask him what’s wrong. -He manages to articulate something about you emitting an abnormal EM frequency, and to please to go see Ratchet about it immediately. -You have more questions, but he excuses himself from the conversation to walk a safe distance away from you Bee, and proceeds to tear a fucking wall out -You go to the infirmary to see Ratchet, who explains heat cycles and why he thinks your mutant little human body is mimicking one while crushing the edge of a medical berth with his servos. -You, already pretty riled up from watching two (2) of your handsome robot buddies crush and smash things on your behalf, tell him to go ahead and break the Hynek’s scale with you -Ratchet,having zero reason to restrain himself otherwise, mass converts, bends you over a human-sized medical gurney, and fucks you until you black out.

-You don’t go into a coma. Ratchet’s exceptionally skilled in maneuvering his field, so freeing it from your grabby, inexperienced one isn’t a problem for him. -Nor do you wind up with a busted pelvis, bruises or bleeding after sex(at least, not by much. His dick’s still the size of two tallboy monster cans duct-taped together.) -But after the third or so time you guys bone, you do start coughing a lot. And passing out a lot. And puking a lot. -Ratchet’s starting to worry he missed something in his evaluation of your body’s adaption to energeon and cybertronian bio fluids. So he runs some scans. -Lolnope. Turns out you adapted too well. You’re fucking pregnant. -He stares at the results for a whole-ass hour before he can even summon the courage to explain this to you. -By “explain” he means “I had no idea this was possible and I still don’t know how it’s possible or what the fuck it’s going to do to your tiny little squishy body if you decide to keep it.” -You, knowing full well how devastatingly close their whole species is to extinction, thinking about Bumblebee growing up without ever seeing another sparkling, decide “fuck it. We doing spacemom 2 : electric boogaloo”

-Ratchet’s whole ass world changes right exactly then. -In a bad way. -He’s going to be supportive. He’s going to take care of you. He’s going to monitor you night and day and give you everything you could possibly ever need, because not only is this entirely his fault and he cares about you, but- -He doesn’t want to be around sparklings. -Bumblebee is different. Bumblebee doesn’t exist because of him -But because of what happened with Soundwave, and the cassettes, he does not want to have a sparkling. He’s not allowed to. Not after what he did. -He starts drinking more. And loosing himself in his work. And finding reasons to not be around you. -Or anyone. -He’s in his lab constantly. He says it’s because he’s learning as much as he possibly can about human bodies and human reproduction and running what tests he can to find out how to give you the nutrients the sparkling needs without poisoning you, how to compensate for the effects of your weaker field on it’s organ and internal systems development. -He’s not lying. But he’s also using it as an excuse to stay the hell away from you. -Your relationship starts deteriorating, along with your health. -Seeing you getting sicker and weaker because of something he did to you is dredging all his baggage with the Iaconian hospital experiments up from the dark corners of his mind and you are in no condition for him to confess about that now. -So he hides. You’re left out in the cold.

-Optimus see’s you emotionally freezing to death, and offers warmth. -The time you’d normally reserved for spending with Ratchet is now spent with him. -You don’t want to dump your problems on him. You don’t. -But Optimus feels the sting of Ratchet’s cold shoulder just as badly as you do. So he winds up being less an emotional dumping ground and more of a commiserating partner. -You’re both so worried about him. -Op’s so worried about you, being balls deep in your carrying cycle, puking blood almost daily and in a terrible place with your baby daddy. -He tells himself it doesn’t go deeper than that. And it never will -He knows it’s bullshit. -He knows his spark screaming out for him to comfort you and screaming out for him to take you are two vines in the same jungle, hopelessly braided together and impossible to separate fully. -He knows this and he still invites you out to stargaze after Bee’s been put to sleep, wrapping you up in so many sweaters and blankets and bringing you to the top of the base for the clearest view of the desert sky. -He’ll lie down on his back and you’ll sit next to his helm and nerd out until you inevitably fall asleep mid-sentence somewhere. -He’s heard you name every single star in every single visible constellation a hundred times, and he’ll gladly hear it a hundred more. -He offhandedly compares you to Ursa while you’re pointing it out, and you break down in tears. -You’re not a bear. You’ve never been a bear. Bears are strong enough to keep their shit together. You’re not keeping your shit together. At all. -He tells you that’s bullshit. He tells you anyone in your position would be breaking down, yes including a bear. -He tells you you’re the strongest person he’s ever met and whatever’s going on with Ratchet’s not your fault. It’s not. -He has a point, but you still feel so weak, and tell him you can see why Ratchet wouldn’t want to be with someone as fragile as you. -Seeing you like this breaks something in him. There’s protocols blowing up left and right in his processor and spark telling him to stop the tiny human from crying. Stop the adoptive mother of his sparkling from crying. Stop you from crying. -So he rolls over, he cradles you against his cheek while you sob. You lean into him, throw your tiny arms around him and - -He kisses you -He realizes it’s a mistake the second he does it. He breaks the kiss, wracked with guilt, apologies immediately, tires to pull away- -You don’t let him. You kiss him back. -His field rolls over you out of nowhere like a tsunami, knocking you on your ass. -He can feel your field already sinking it’s inexperienced kitten claws into his, and he yanks it away before they can entwine further. -You two stare at each other in silence for a few moments after that, before wordlessly heading back inside. -You go straight to bed, too tired to analyze exactly what the fuck that was, or wonder if you were wrong about him not liking you. -He goes back to his room and stares at the wall. He has no excuse for what the fuck he just did. He doesn’t even drink. He made that mistake stone cold sober. -Both you and Ratchet need his support right now, not whatever shit he just pulled. -He’s a leader and a father. He can’t ever afford to make a mistake like that again. -But he can’t leave you alone, because he knows Ratchet won’t be here for you. -And he can’t leave Ratchet alone, because he won’t let anyone else near him. -He stares at the wall for the rest of the night.

-The next day, the sparkling sends out it’s first ping, seeking to start it’s nonverbal, psychic bond with it’s sire -Except, it doesn’t send it to it’s sire. -Ratchet’s field had been clamped so tightly around his frame ever since this started you haven’t been able to feel it at all. Naturally, the sparkling had nothing to cling to either. -Instead, it forms a bond with the mech who’s field dragged you in like a riptide -It forms one with Optimus -Neither of you bring this up to Ratchet. You can’t. You both already feel guilty as hell for whatever the fuck that was. -But neither of you can deny the gravitational pull you feel towards each other anymore. -The sparkling starts sending him clips of your voice. Of His voice. -Optimus feels his spark splitting in two both because this tiny little ethereal voice is calling out to him, not Ratchet, and because he can’t answer that tiny voice. -You make tentative plans to put your head through a fucking cheese grater the second this metal baby is out of you.

-Fortunately, that comes sooner than later. -Unfortunately, much like with Bee, the sparkling’s field gets lodged in your brainwaves during emergence, and can’t fully separate -They do finally become untangled once she’s born -But that’s only after your neural activity slows to a crawl when you blackout -NOW it’s coma time, baby.

-Seeing you comotose after giving birth to his sparkling is the last straw for Ratchet -He snaps -Hands the sparkling to Optimus, apologizes, and just leaves. -Optimus is left largely alone and flailing with this sparkling, who is basically recognizing him as her dad. -She repeatedly sends him clips of your voice, her way of asking “Where’s mom? I want mom? I waited so long to see them where’s mom?” -The first thing she blurts out with her primitive vox are the beginning notes to David Bowie’s Diamond Dogs. -Echo seems like a fitting name. He relays this experience and the suggestion to Ratchet. -Ratchet’s optics glaze over. His lip trembles. He unintentionally crushes the cube of hi-grade he’s holding, but agrees. -But beyond that, Ratchet is gone. -Wakes up, attends to any medical issues for the team, then drinks himself to unconsciousness, rinse and repeat. -He is a miserable, drunk old bastard barely fit for duty let alone to be a father -Thank god for Fowler, who’s kept people like Astoria, Carly and Raoul on call for exactly this outcome(He predicted robot fucking would have repercussions, and he was RIGHT) -Astoria takes one look at your comatose body and gets her tubes tied immediately. -They wind up having to take babysitting off base most of the time, though, because Ratchet refuses to be around any humans -Which is why when Jack, Miko and Raf wind up there eventually, he’s less than enthused. -They should leave. They NEED to leave, because he’s only ever hurt things smaller than himself. -Despite this, Raf and Bumblebee manage to still get through to him somehow. -His relationship with Echo, though. -It’s bad. -He can’t even look at her without seeing your face. And Soundwave’s face. And every single cassette he forced into existence.

-Optimus visits you while you slumber. -It’s not often that he can do this, pressure of being a leader. And a father. And now the lone diplomatic relation between cybertronians and humanity, after you decided to take a preemptive dirt nap. -Sometimes he tells you mundane things, like how his day went, how everyone’s doing -He likes to tell you how Bee and Echo are doing. That they’ve gotten along exceedingly well. Their so close in age, that’s to be expected. -But Bee adores her, and she’s aggressively possessive of him -And, when he’s run out of things to say, he’ll thank you. He’ll thank you for saving Bumblebee. For fighting so hard to establish refuge for his people here. For keeping him company. For being his friend. -For letting him love you. -He always chokes up on the last one, and leaves before he can finish, excusing himself from a quiet room and leaving as silently as he came.

-Ratchet visits you too. -A lot -In fact, when he’s not in the infirmary, or his quarters, or drinking in either of those places, he’s here. -But unlike Optimus, he comes up empty for words. -He just watches your unmoving body, and the gentle oscillations of the various monitors hooked up to you -He will say one thing, though, every time. Right before he leaves -It’s always the same thing. -”I’m sorry.”

-While this is going on, you’re busy cavorting around with Elita in the realm of the primes with Rumble and Frenzy -She (lovingly) berates you for not sleeping with her husband, which is a trip in of itself. -In between trials she teaches you how to hop in and out of dreams -Even the nightmarish, extremely unstable ones -So naturally, you dive right into one of Ratchet’s dreams -You’re flooded with every single last thing haunting his mind. -All of it. His history with the medical research. Everything he’s done. -It’s so horrific you can hardly stay for longer than a heartbeat, but- -You fight through the darkness to get to him, unrelenting until you grab his servo -And when you do so, you get to see him. Actual him. The him buried beneath the toxic walls he’s built up. -And that him bleeds nothing but the purest, unconditional love for you. For your sparkling. For Optimus and Bee. -He’s still there. The mech you fell in love with is still there. -He’s just drowning in his own regret and misery with no way out -His anguish is an uncharted mountain and he needs a guide -You’re going to have to be that guide -So with some intense astral fuckery, you drag him him out of his own dream, and Elita drags the both of you into Optimus’s dream.

-Optimus’s dream is more stable. -Thank god it can withstand the emotional shitshow that is the four of you being in the same place -There’s enough angst and self-blame to flood god’s basement -Elita, being dead and all, has even less tolerance for this bullshit then the three living of you combined -She grabs you with one arm and kisses you, and uses the other arm to push Ratchet into Optimus’s lap. -It devolves into a fourway pretty fast -You’re the luckiest human in the fucking universe -Afterwards, Optimus laments how guilty he feels for wanting this. For enjoying this. How bad he feels about wanting you. How much he still wants Ratchet. -He feels like a selfish asshole for pining after you both. You two should be happy together. Why can’t he just be happy for you two while silently drowning in his grief for Elita -Both you, Ratchet and Elita tell him that’s bullshit. -Both you, Ratchet and Elita tell him all of them deserve to be happy. -Elita tells all of you in no uncertain terms if you three don’t find a way to be a thruple IRL she’ll put each and every one of you in a sex coma IRL so help her Primus.

-You wake up. -It’s been 30. Fucking. years. -The first thing you see upon waking up is the last thing you saw before blacking out -Your little girl -She’s taller than a two story townhouse and her optics are the same color as your eyes. -”Welcome back, Mom.” -You can’t even begin to comprehend what you’re seeing -You don’t have time. The next person in the room is Bee, who’s even taller. -He knees down, trembling, warbling, tears in his optics. -”Did you have a nice nap?” -Reader.exe has stopped working -The next person in -Oh -Oh. -It’s Ratchet -Bee and Echo clear out before you can scream at them not to leave, leaving you alone with your estranged boyfriend

-He walks over to you slowly, mouth set in a firm, flat line. -He kneels down beside you, places his hand on the side of the berth -And starts openly weeping. -He’s sorry. He’s sorry for putting you in danger. He’s sorry for knocking you up. he’s sorry for icing you out. He’s sorry for fucking everything and tells you if you had even a shred of self-preservation instinct left in you you’d leave him and never look back and he’d never blame you and- -And you tell him to shut the fuck up. -You kiss him. He smells like highgrade and millennia of repressed guilt and you can’t get enough of it because it’s fucking Ratchet.

-You tell him about the coma. You tell him about all the dreams. You prove it to him by relaying everything about the cassettes. -His face pales further. You decide to (temporarily) withhold information about the dream orgy -You reassure him that where you were and how you got there, you could see shit. You could see the driving force and divine interplay of how bad decisions and poor judgment come to tangle hopelessly together and prompt action like puppeteers through the strings of the livings and you’re absolutely not done which this, but -You still love him. Nothing is ever going to change that. -Dude looks like he was fucking reborn. There’s something so young in those teal searchlights that make you feel like a child again. -For a moment, everything is okay. -He spends the rest of the night with you, never once leaving your side.

-You don’t get a happily ever after yet, though. -You still have two grown-ass children you need to catch up with -One of which doesn’t know you at all. -She’s extremely eager to start a relationship with you though because she’s been looking forward to this her entire life -She might be an adult, but the way she turns her optics on you and listens with rapt attention when literally anything comes out of your mouth makes you feel like you actually got your baby back -She’s utterly fascinated by you and worships the ground you walk on, treating you like some sort of beloved idol or storybook character come to life -It’s cute for now and probably not the healthiest reaction but that is by no means your biggest concern, because -Echo and Ratchet’s relationship is terrible -You can’t even call it a relationship -She’s got daddy issues out the aft -Blames him for everything that happened to you, which he happily reinforced with his self-depreciating lifestyle -Bee also low-key blames Ratchet for taking his mom away. He understand it’s not his fault, it was an accident, but you were gone for 30 years. -Echo is absurdly attached to the gaggle of humans that raised them, even more so than Bee. -She’s even more attached to Optimus, follows him around like a lost puppy and craves his approval -Which isn’t that hard to earn because he adores her. -He struggles with her grudge against her biological sire, though. Because no matter what he’s never found it in himself to blame Ratchet, and has tried, to little avail, to turn her towards him. -She’s shown considerable proficiency in medicine, but refuses to study it seriously because it’s what “that guy” does and FUCK “That guy”. -You know it’s not entirely your responsibility to fix her and Bee’s opinion of Ratchet -But it’s an enormous fucking mess and the burden’s going to be way easier if shared

-You go to Optimus for help -Because, aside from the humans, he’s the one who basically raised these two. -Alone -That cannot have possibly been easy -That cannot have possibly left him without some damage -He’s been kind, but distant ever since you awakened -Seems to be reluctant to speak to you alone -But once you have him alone, he breaks down -Sweeps you up in his hands -begs you to just let him hold you -He missed you. He missed you so fucking bad -He never told Ratchet about the time you two merged. Or the bond he formed with Echo because of it -Or the kiss -The guilt that comes over his face when bringing this up breaks your heart -You can’t take it anymore

-You go to Ratchet -You tell him about the dream in blinding detail -He looks like he’s watching a slow motion train crash when you bring it up, but he remembers every last vivid bit as though it were yesterday -Admits it was the happiest he’d ever been and waking up felt like getting kicked out of heaven -Admits he never actually wanted to break up with Optimus -Admits those feelings resurfaced when you were sick and Optimus was the only one he’d let anywhere near him -Admits that made him feel even worse because you were fucking dying -Probes you for your feelings for Optimus -This time you break -Fall to your knees and start fucking sobbing -You’ve loved this mech ever since you first laid eyes on him -Ever since fate determined you’d bring that tiny yellow sparkling from the brink of death -Being apart from him makes you feel like a plant without water. You’re shriveling up and drying out. -You need him. You don’t want to be apart anymore. -You tell Ratchet about the merge. The bond. The kiss. -Ratchet looks about as relived as he does devastated -Relived, because you want Optimus as badly as he still does -Devastated because he made himself physically unavailable for Echo to form that bond -He knows forming that bond with Optimus was probably the best thing that could have possibly happened to her at the time -But he also knows it happened because he fucked up and continued to fuck up for thirty whole ass years and his daughter wants nothing to do with him and it’s completely his fault -You tell him as kindly as possible, that yeah, he’s right, but also to shut the fuck up. -If she knew what he’d been through, she’d understand. -It’s gonna take a long time and a whole lot of work, but it’s not too late to fix this. -It’s also not too late to fix things with Optimus, and that probably won’t take as much work

-Since that’s the easier of the two tasks by far, that’s the one you guys start with -Both you and Ratchet corner him in the infirmary after he comes back from a mission a little banged up -Tell him in plain fucking english you both remember the dream, both want him romantically and carnally, both willing to move mountains to make this work, and if you don’t want Elita to make good on her threat you’d better sort this shit out now -Optimus doesn’t need any further convincing -Fucks you both till you see Primus and pass out.

-Now that you’ve made headway on sorting your relationship shit out, -It’s time to start sorting the parenting shit out -With the three of you working together, it’s a lot less overwhelming -Bee, emotionally mature as he is, winds up working through his grievances with Ratchet pretty easily -He never wanted to hold a grudge against him to begin with, and was pretty eager to drop it when given sufficient reason -That, and the fact that his dad, (who he’d been goading to confess to for years) has finally hooked up with his mom makes him pretty happy. -Echo is far less easy to appease -For a while, it actually gets worse, since she’s jealous of the time you and Optimus spend with Ratchet -But because of the time you’re spending together, it makes it harder for her to avoid him

-She asks you one day “what the frag you could possibly see in him” while she’s simultaneously re-calibrating the ground bridge resonance controls and running an experimental distillation on synthetic red energon -Staring stupidly with your mouth open at the similarities, you tell her -”Right now, I see you. Goddamn you’re just like him.” -She snaps her wrench in half, growls and kicks the shards across the room. -“Like him? I can’t fraggin’ stand him!” -You sigh. “He can’t stand himself either.” -She makes a face like she knows you have a point but isn’t willing to admit it even to herself, and that’s the exact same face Ratchet made when you told him you wanted to keep her.

-She finally approaches Ratchet the next day -Just walks up to him while he’s in the lab, drags a stool over and sits down -”So apparently we both hate ourselves” -Ratchet stops what he’s doing. -“What could you possibly hate yourself for?” -”Besides the obvious?” “-What obvious-?” “I’m the reason mom was in a coma.” -Ratchet drops his wrench. And his jaw -Tries to tell her that’s bullshit. -She won’t let him get a word in edgewise -”And I know you hate yourself for that too.” -He doesn’t even try to deny that one -”Hating you for the same reason I hate myself makes it easier to hate myself. And I…don’t want to hate myself anymore.” -Ratchet.exe has stopped working -She tells him she has absolutely not forgiven him for being practically non-existent in her life, and she’s not sure if she ever will but- -Maybe she doesn’t have to, to move on. -Maybe they can acknowledge this as a massive-ass problem that will keep coming back and never fully be resolved -And maybe they can move forward despite it -And despite both of them trying exceedingly hard not to be, they’ve wound up extremely similar, so -Maybe learning not to hate themselves will be easier if they do it together. -She tells him in spite of everything she still wants to like him. So bad. -Ratchet finally stops, and turns to look at her. -She’s gritting her denta, digging her digits into the side of the seat so hard it cracks, and holding back tears. -He tells her, after several tries to get his mouth working again, that he wants to give her a reason to like him. -”Yeah well-” she shakily pries her servos off the seat, jumps down, picks up his wrench and hands it back to him. “I guess we have the rest of our lives to figure that out.” -Her hands brush his as she hands the wrench back, and for the first time, she doesn’t recoil or jerk them away. -She leaves -He stands there for a whole thirty seconds after she leaves staring at the wrench before setting it down on the desk -Then putting his helm down on the desk -And starts crying harder in relief then he’s ever cried in his life

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Strawberries

Request: Yes / No  Can i ask for a Sweet PeaxfemaleReader where SP  prepares a picnic date with his gf the reader, but he forgets that she is allergic to strawberry and she have an allergic reaction, her face start to swallen and changes her color to red so Sweet Pea takes her to the hospital cause she can't breathe. He feels so guilty but when she wake up she tells him that it's okay and she love him anyways. Anon

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Sweet Pea x Fem!Jones!Reader 

Word count: 1331

Warnings: An allergic reaction to strawberries, but that’s all! 

Y/N: Your Name 

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Sweet Pea had borrowed my Dad’s truck and currently had me in the passager seat with a blindfold on. He said he had a surprise for me and that I had to keep the blindfold on until he said I could take it off. He had some of my favorite music playing as we drove and I was getting excited. 

“Sweets, where are we going?” I asked and he gently placed his hand on my thigh. 

“Somewhere special, we’re almost there.” He said and I dramatically sighed. 

“Can’t you just tell me?” I asked and he chuckled. 

“That would ruin the surprise.” He said and I once again sighed dramatically. It took another five minutes of driving, but the truck finally stopped. 

“We’re here.” He said and I reached to take the blindfold off, but Sweets stopped me. 

“Not yet, patients babe.” He said and I could hear the smirk in his voice. Sweets got out and opened my door. He helped me out of the truck and we started walking. It felt so disorienting to walk without being able to see, but I just knew it would be worth it. When we stopped walked, Sweets stood behind me and gently took the blindfold off. 

“Oh my god! Sweets!” I said when I saw the surprise. There was a baby blue blanket on the ground with plates and sweets on top. It was right near Sweetwater River and it was just so perfect. Pea took my hand and led me to sit down next to him on the blanket. 

“Toni helped me make some things, so I hope you like them.” He said and I smiled. 

“It all looks so tasty!” I said and picked up one of the sweets. 

“Mmmm, soo good!” I smiled. Pea pulled out his phone and put on some music. It was all so perfect, Sweets was so perfect. 

“Here, try this.” He said and held up what looked like a donut with whipped cream in the middle. I took a bite and smiled. 

“Oh my God, that’s so good!” I said. It tasted amazing, but it tasted like it had a fruit in it. I couldn’t quite put my finger on what is was, but who cares, it was sooo good. I took another bite and moaned in happiness. Sweets laughed and I offered him a bit. He took it and smiled at me. 

The two of us were enjoying everything Sweets planned and it was fun. However, maybe five minutes after I had the donut thing my mouth started feeling itchy. I didn’t think much of it, but then I started coughing. I grabbed a glass of the sparkling apple juice Sweets poured for us and took a big gulp. The liquid did nothing to stop the scratchiness I was feeling in my throat and mouth. I felt my chest start to get tight and Sweets looked over at me with wide eyes. 

“Y/N? Are you alright?” He asked. I shook my head and placed my hand on my chest. I began wheezing and Sweets eyes widened. 

“Were-Were there Strawberries in anything?” I asked and his eyes widened more. Sweets quickly picked me up and ran to the truck. He left the picknick basket, food, and blanket right where it was. Luckily he remembered his phone. He called my Dad and asked him to meet us at the hospital. I was caughing and scratching at my skin the whole way there. I put all my focus on my breathing, since I could hardly do that at the moment. Sweets picked me up and quickly called for help. I was laid on a stretcher and rushed into the back. 

*Sweet Pea’s POV*

The doctors and nurses rushed her into the back and ran my hand through my hair. I might have just killed my girlfriend! How the hell could I be so damn forgetful!? It’s the one fucking thing she’s allergic to and I forgot! I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself down before everyone showed up. I took a seat and hung my head. I just couldn’t believe I was this stupid! God FP and Jughead are gonna fucking kill me… 

“Pea!” My head snapped up and I saw Toni, Jughead, Fangs, and FP coming towards me. 

“What the hell happen, boy?” FP asked and I sighed. 

“She had a reaction to something Toni and I made, but it’s all my fault.” I said and he sighed. 

“You gave her strawberries?” Jones asked and I sighed. 

“I forgot she’s allergic to strawberries!” I asked and FP placed his hand on my shoulder. 

“She’ll be fine, you did everything right.” He said and I sighed. 

“I hope so…” I mumbled. 

*Y/N’s POV*

I woke up feeling pretty tired still, but tried to shake it off. Took a deep breath and my lungs were very happy with that. I smiled as I felt like I could breath pretty normal again. The door to my room opened and I looked over to see a doctor smiling at me. 

“How are you feeling, Miss. Jones?” He asked and I smiled. 

“Much better now that I can breath.” I answered. 

“Good, as I’m sure you know you had an allergic reaction.” He said and I nodded. 

“I didn’t realize there were strawberries in something I ate, honest mistake.” I said and he smiled. 

“Maybe make sure before you eat something next time.” He said and I nodded. 

“I will.” I said and he gave me a nod. 

“I’ll send in your visitors now.” He said and left. I figured it would just be Sweets and my Dad, but I should have known better. 

“Y/N/N!” I looked over and saw my brother rush over and engulf me in a hug. 

“You’re alright!” He said and held me tightly. 

“I’m fine, Juggie.” I said and gently pushed him off me. 

“Jug, let your sister breath.” Our Dad said and I giggled. 

“I’m fine Daddy, it was an honest mistake.” I said and I looked over to Sweets, who had his head hung in shame. 

“Sweets?” I asked and he looked up at me with guilty eyes. I opened my arms for a hug and Sweet Pea reluctantly made his way over to me. 

“Everything’s alright, baby, I’m fine.” I said and he held me tighter. 

“I’m so sorry I forgot…” He whispered and I think I felt a tear hit my shoulder, but I wasn’t sure. 

“Sweets it’s fine, I’m alright and I don’t blame you.” I said. 

“How can you not? He literally almost killed you!” Jughead said and I rolled my eyes at him. Dad smacked the back of his head while Toni and Fangs glared at him. 

“You’re so dramatic Jug! I’m fine, it’s my fault too if anything. I didn’t have my EpiPen on me because I haven’t exactly used one in years.” I said when Sweets pulled back. 

“You didn’t taste the strawberries?” Toni asked and I shook my head. 

“It tasted so good, but I couldn’t really think of what the flavor was. I haven’t had strawberries since I was a little kid and I don’t really remember what they taste like.” I answered and my Dad sighed. 

“Maybe you should start carrying your EpiPen on you, just to be safe.” He said and I nodded. 

“Fineee.” I groaned and my Dad shook his head with a smile. 

“So you like strawberries?” Fangs asked. 

“Yes! Why do they have to be so good, but hurt me so much?” I asked and everyone laughed, even Sweet Pea chuckled. 

“I don’t know, darling, but don’t even think about eating anymore!” Dad said and I sighed. 

“I know…” I said and everyone smiled. I grabbed Sweet Pea’s hand and gave him a reassuring squeeze. I knew he was gonna beat himself up about this for awhile, but I’d remind him everyday that everything was perfectly fine and I don’t blame him.

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[arickaandherfictionalothers]

Skeet Ulrich f/os

Chris Hooker, the craft (1996)

Aricka x Chris Hooker, the jock and the theater girl

Billy Loomis: Scream (1996)

Aricka x Billy Loomis, Ghostface and the woman in white, Ghostface boyfriend 🔪

Tim Mason: chill factor (1999)

Aricka x Tim Mason, rolling down the river with you

Kevin Mitnick: takedown

Aricka x Kevin, somebody to love

Billy Raedeen: nobody’s baby

Aricka x Billy R, 1+1=3

Ray Singleton: the magic of ordinary days

Aricka x Ray; the farmer takes a wife

Jake Green: Jericho

Aricka x Jake G, love you forever til forever falls apart

FP Jones: Riverdale

Aricka x FP, the serpent king’s queen

Roy: Supercell

Aricka x Roy; spin me round like a twister 🌪️

Colin; Parish

Aricka x Colin, fight for me fight beside me

(We don’t have any gifs of Colin yet but have another Skeet gif-)

#Aricka x Chris Hooker #the jock and the theater girl #ghostface boyfriend 🔪 #Ghostface and the woman in white #Aricka x Billy Loomis #Aricka x Tim Mason #rolling down the river with you #Aricka x Kevin #somebody to love #Aricka x Billy R #1+1=3 #Aricka x ray #the farmer takes a wife #Aricka x Jake G #love you forever til forever falls apart #Aricka x FP #the serpent’s queen #the serpent king’s queen #Aricka x Roy #spin me round like a twister 🌪️ #Aricka x Colin #fight for me fight beside me

[oblako]

absolutely Not ready for the upcoming ily episodes. apologies in advance for the way i will be behaving tomorrow 👍

#idek what's gonna hurt me more #the double episode that i'm gonna relive again since it'll be free #or the very likely nessa (or even worse. rand & nessa) flashback in the upcoming fp #guess we'll find out 🫠 #if you hear soft wailing in the distance late at night do not worry it's me i'm fine just really going through it #if it's actually a rand and nessa flashback i will die btw. just so you know. #x

[jamesdotmp3]

rare (actually very common) james vulnerability post um im kind of hating having bpd right now. i reeeeally really hate how the smallest thing completely sets me off and i HATE gettinf close to people and then having to hit them with the “btw if i get even the slightest feeling you dont like me or that im being replaced i absolutely will not confront it directly and will instead opt to just never ever speak again and be mad for 6 months straight” and its cost me a lot of close friendships! i’m in therapy and i am on medication and i have been for months but for some reason it’s just ??? not working??? i dunno but im feeling very Not great tonite james nation 💔 sighs soo hard and goes back to drawing star trek yuri

#jamesdottxt #i jsut want to be normal tbh #its so embarrassing #getting close to people and then realizing its Too close #and suddenly your entire day revolves around how theyre feeling/what theyre doing #i really wish that i didnt have to be like This #because once i get mean and i start freaking out people tend to drift away and find other people #and its like Oh i really am the problem #but whats the point of recognizing youre the problem when… youre the problem lol like im not purposefully staying like this #and im trying to get better #but at what point does it start being pathetic #i hate freaking out over the smallest shit #and losing sleep because of overthinking #ive fallen out with um. Both of my favorite persons in the past few months #one of them was lowkey a predator and the other one. man idk what the other one even did #he didnt do anything #i jsut kind of sucked i think #but yeah . being fp-less and only having a very select few friends is FREAKIN ME OUT!!!!! #you’re nice to me? I WILL NEVER LEAVE YOU ALONE NOW! AHA! #embarrassingggg…. #but um real talk i would so love to be able to maintain relationships properly without fucking it up so bad because of my outbursts #sighs so hard. the only thing that can fix this is drawing self insert x hughie campbell yuri #back to the coal mines (drawing program) i go #ant with bindle image #bpd #tw vent #personal vent #rare james vulnerability post #vent

[vexedhighness]

im gonna say it.

i do NOT like having sex with background noise on (tv, music, idk??) !!

i wanna be able to hear us having sex thank you~ like what if you moan and i miss it bc music is too loud ?? nightmare.

OR

what if i miss all the sloppy messy noises of you pounding me? or your ragged breathing as you get close to finishing? dont take that from me :(

♡ do not bother me with background noise x

#theo #lets make our special pies x #bpd fp #bpd yandere #yandere core #yandere blog #yandere thoughts #obsessive yandere #irl yandere #yandere #yancore #obslove #im obsessed with you #i love you #lovesick #love #just kidding #or am i #hehe #IM JOKING #JK IM NOT #find out next time on #bpd #bd/sm brat #im your brat

[ruthiefalkonobi]

I did a little animation practice. It’s been so long since I animated anything!! It was good fun. :D

#animation #gif #art #oc art #original character #original art #animated art #animate #krita #wip #pirate #gif art #blythe fawke #yee using me blythe for every side project i do #i did this one in 12 fps because i could. x] #it's simple but i like it #nice and simple to get back into the swing of things anywee #ik under eyelids don't go up that much when you blink but asjdfgkdhkghk

[elizastormborn]

SMQ Update

Finally, much much much later than ever intended there is a chapter two for SMQ. I’m just going through the final edits for it now but it will be posted within a week. (Hand over heart, I swear this to be true). 

I’ll be dropping teasers this week in the lead up to its release so stay tuned. 

Thank you for sticking with me for so long. 

Click below for the first teaser: this chapter’s moodboard/graphic. 

#riverdale fanfiction #betty x fp #betty x fp fanfiction #update #the most long overdue update in history #can you guess who we meet in this chapter? #SMQ