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My Angel - FP Jones x Reader

((GIF is not mine))

Pairing: FP Jones x Reader

Requested: Yes! By @nikkipea​:  You’re taking request yes! How about FP Jones x Reader where she is a single woman and comes new to riverdale (but at the moment where Fangs get shot and serpents have to flee from the Southside) and she’s trying to help them? Example she comes with Fangs in her arms to the campsite Use your imagination :) you can choose how ❤️🐍

Summary: You're new in town and you stumble across the riots and as a surgical resident you can’t help yourself but want to help.

Words: 2,658

Warning: gunshot wounds, description of injuries and medical treatments, age gap but reader is (21+)

A/N: I got very carried away with this prompt... also I am not a professional, so my medical knowledge is probably waaaay off. Requests are open.

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When you decided to move to Riverdale you had thought that a small town would do you good, you thought that it would be a great place to meet a new group of friends, maybe get yourself a boyfriend. What you hadn’t expected was the town to be falling apart when you arrived.

You were 25 and not too long out of college. You had gotten a job as a surgical resident at Riverdale’s hospital and had decided to go for a walk to familiarise yourself with the town when you spotted a huge riot outside what looked to be the town’s police station. You were prepared to walk turn around and walk away when a gun shot sounded, followed by a few screams and a loud shout of ‘get help!’.

As a surgical resident you had done countless rotations in the ER and decided to go and help. People were dispersing from the crowd pretty quickly, so it was easy enough to push your way through the reducing crowd.

“I’m a doctor, I can help!” You shouted over the chaos and kept moving onwards until you found a boy on the floor with an attractive older man and three other kids looming over him. A tall, dark haired boy moved completely out of the way and the pink-haired girl moved to where the boys head laid and cradled it in her lap.

You pulled up the tan boys shirt and examine the wound briefly before covering it with your hand and leaning forward to look the boy in the face. “Hi sweetheart, my name is Y/N and I’m a doctor, can you tell me what your name is?”

“F-fangs.” His words were breathy, but he could still understand you and respond.

“Right Fangs, there’s no need to worry, the wound isn’t very deep, everything is going to be fine.” You turn to the dark-haired boy who’s wearing a beanie. “Can you put pressure on the wound for me? I want to put my cardigan against the wound.” The boy complied, so you tugged your cardigan off and the older man lifted the wounded boy, so you could wrap the length of your cardigan around his body. You tied it off tight across his wound and the blood slowed down from its original gushing.

“There we go Fangs.” You spoke calmly. “This should slow down the blood flow, you’re probably going to feel a bit dizzy though.”

You noticed that the tall boy had disappeared and briefly wondered where he had gotten to. You lowered your voice and leaned over to talk to the older man. “We should get him to the hospital as soon as possible, I’ve stemmed the blood flow, but he’s still got a nasty bullet wound.”

The attractive older man let out a deep breath and nodded tightly. “I’m FP Jones and this is my son Jughead.” You smiled slightly and nodded before standing and wiping your bloody hands on your jeans. You helped the two men stand Fangs up and between them they carried Fangs to a lightly rusted truck. You climbed in the back seat and helped FP and Jughead to arrange Fangs over the backseat.

Before you knew it you were at the hospital and you were storming up to the front desk and introducing yourself. Then you were whisking Fangs away and leaving a distraught FP and Jughead in the waiting room.

You weren’t meant to start work for another week but when the hospital found out you were already here they roped you into working through the night and helping the riot ‘victims’. You didn’t get a chance to have a break for another 4 hours, when you did you managed to find FP’s phone number in the system, which was no easy feat considering you had no idea his name was actually Forsythe Pendleton. Some of the nurses told you about the gang that the man and his son and the injured boy that you’d brought in belonged to, the Southside Serpents. The nurses had been whispering about how dangerous they were but all you had seen was scared kids and a distraught man.

“Hello?” A gruff voice came from the other end of the line.

“Hi! Erm, it’s Y/N, the doctor who helped your friend Fangs earlier on, I was just calling to give you an update!” You voice was cheery, you always loved saving lives and you were glad to have been in the right place at the right time to save Fangs’.

“Oh.” FP was clearly taken aback. “We already got a call, we heard Fangs died.”

“What?!” You screeched before remembering you were still in the hospital and pulling a face and lowering your voice. “I called to tell you that Fangs is fine, he didn’t even need any surgery, the wound wasn’t very deep at all. Who told you he was dead?!”

“Wait, Fangs is alive?!” FP spoke incredulously, you felt terrible, you couldn’t believe that someone had told FP that the young Serpent was dead.

“He’s very much alive, I can go to his room and see if he wants to speak with you, although he may be asleep.” You suggested, walking over to the floor’s reception desk to find out which room the boy was in. You had been run ragged in the ER with riot victims, who were mostly people with broken noses and twisted ankles from being caught in the mob of people.

FP was quiet on the other end of the phone line and for a few seconds you were concerned that the phone line had disconnected so you pulled your phone away from your ear to check the that the call was still connected, which it was.

“No, I’ve got to go, my son’s gone missing, I think we might be seeing you again tonight if you’re working.” FP’s voice was hoarse, and it struck you that Jughead must have gone back out into the riots.

“I’ll be ready.” You promised and with that the gang leader hung up the phone. You decided to go and visit Fangs before the Serpents arrived so that you had an update for the older man. You found Fangs in a double room in the low dependency unit, he wasn’t asleep as you had suspected, instead he was sat up in bed with two empty pots of jello on the tray table and a third in his hand as he shovelled the strawberry flavoured jello into his mouth.

“Hey Fangs, do you remember me?” You smiled at the boy, he had started to get very confused from the blood loss towards the end of your car journey with the Jones’. You’d given him a blood transfusion and some fluids, after fishing the bullet out and stitching up the boys wound.

“You’re doctor Y/N, right?” Fangs sent you a wide grin and placed his now empty cup of jello onto the tray. “You saved my life.”

You chuckled. “The bullet wound wasn’t that bad.” You gave him a grin. “But in that riot, that could’ve been disastrous.”

“I was so scared, but you were there, and you knew what you were doing, you made me feel calm.” Fangs’ eyes started to fill with unshed tears, so you stepped closer to the boy and gently wrapped an arm around his shoulder. The boy immediately nuzzled himself into your neck, being careful not to turn his body towards you.

“You’re okay, sweetheart.” You stroked his thick hair. “I came to check on you, so I could give the serpents an update on how you’re doing. I bet you’re a bit lonely in here as well, aren’t you?”

“A bit, but I’m alright.” Fangs gave you a small smile. “It must be crazy out there, huh?”

“Oh yes.” You chortled. “I wasn’t meant to start until next week, but it was so busy they were going to call me in, I just so happened to be here anyway.”

Fangs frowned slightly. “I’m sorry-.”

“No, no, no, it’s not your fault! I would’ve been called in anyway and you needed my help much more than someone with a broken nose.” You assured and as Fangs opened his mouth to reply your beeper started to go crazy, so you pulled it out of your pocket to see a 911 page. “Oh gosh, I have to go Fangs.”

“Go!” He laughed and then winced at the pressure on his stomach.

You arrived down into the ER to a team crowded around a gurney and FP surrounded by the dark-haired boy and pink-haired girl who you’d seen with Fangs earlier on in the evening and a few other kids too. It must’ve been FP’s son, who you’d found out was also called Forsythe Pendleton, it must’ve been a family name. You thought you remembered him calling his son Jughead though.

“Hey, I’m Dr Y/L/N, is this Jughead?” Some of the nurses moved aside to let you through and you stomach churned slightly, you were used to seeing people in awful conditions, but you’d seen this boy so alive, just hours before.

“Yes doctor, he’s been beaten severely, and a tattoo has been cut off his upper right arm. Obs are good but he’s been unconscious for at least 20 minutes.” An intern rattled off to you, it wasn’t great, but you were clearly the most senior doctor around at the minute, in a case this severe you’d usually have paged an attending.

“No attendings available?” You questioned as you pulled your light out of the pocket of your scrubs and pulled Jughead’s eyelids open to check to see if his pupils were responsive, thankfully they were.

“No doctor.”

You nodded sharply. “No problem. Let’s get the primary survey done. Can someone show the family and friends to the relatives’ room?” You checked Jughead’s airway, which was clear but when you could hear a wheezing noise, you used your stethoscope to check for breathing sounds on both sides of the lungs and found absent breath sounds on his left side.

“We’ve got a pneumothorax; can someone get me a kit.” You slipped on a plastic gown as the nurses cut Jughead’s shirt to expose his side to you, before they spread antiseptic solution over his side and draped him to give you access to the area. Your nimble fingers quickly felt for the space between the 5th and 6th ribs and inserted some anaesthetic to numb the area, not knowing when the boy would awake, before using a scalpel to create a hole for the test tube and carefully pushing it in. You let out a breath of relief when there was an audible hiss.

You then used the fast scan to check for any internal bleeding, but luckily there wasn’t any. You suspected that the boy had a few broken ribs and his wrist was badly sprained but for all the beating he had gotten off pretty lightly. The boy would have to have a skin graft for his missing tattoo, so you told one of the nurses to page plastics and to book Jughead in for an x-ray. Some of his cuts were pretty nasty so you told the nurses to clean Jughead up and stitch up the smaller cuts and leave the more severe ones for plastics.

You stripped yourself of the bloody gown, not wanting to scare Jughead’s friends and family and got one of the nurses to take you to the relatives’ room, not quite used to the hospital just yet. You tentatively entered the room and were greeted by FP, a handful of Serpents and a few other kids.

“Y/N. Is he okay?” FP’s voice was hoarse, and his eyes were slightly red, from crying you assumed.

“He’s doing alright at the moment, he had a collapsed lung, but we treated that, he probably has a few broken ribs and a sprained wrist, but he’s gotten off pretty lightly, he’ll just be very bruised for a while and he has a few nasty cuts. He will have to have a skin graft for where his tattoo has been cut off though. He’s still unconscious, but his body is responsive, so we aren’t worried about that at the moment, the body tends to shut down if it goes through a lot of stress.” You tried to dull down all the medical terminology so Jughead’s friends and family would understand that Jughead was fine.

“Oh, thank god.” FP’s voice shook and then he brought you into his arms. “Thank you so much.” You were slightly shocked by the sudden affection but quickly brought your arms around the attractive man.

“You keep saving my kids, I don’t know how to thank you.” He muttered as he pulled back.

“Well, you can stay out of trouble for me and stop bringing me injured kids.” You proposed with a grin. FP looked a bit sheepish and you noticed the Serpents sharing looks. You winced. “What are you guys going to do?”

“The Ghoulies want our land.” The tall, dark-haired Serpent from earlier barked from his place behind FP. “We’re fighting them tonight.”

You shook your head in disbelief and FP’s eyes pleaded with you silently. “Do what you have to but at least try to stop bringing me injured kids!”

“This is Betty, she’s Jughead’s girlfriend and this is Archie, Jughead’s best friend. They will stay here whilst we go out and deal with the Ghoulies.” FP gestured to a blonde-haired girl and a ginger boy.

“Fine, you can’t see him just yet though.”  You addressed the children and opened the door to let the Serpents through. Then you sat down next to Betty. “Jughead is fine, I promise.” Betty visibly relaxed and nodded, her blonde pony tail bobbing with her movements.

“So, tell me.” you smiled slightly. “Should I be expecting more injured kids?”

“I wouldn’t be surprised.” There was a bitter tone to Betty’s voice and you could tell that she’d had enough of all of the fighting.

Of course, there were more injured kids, none of them were very severely hurt, mostly just sprains and bruises, there was one stab wound, but it wasn’t very deep and barely needed stitches. FP explained to you that the Serpents had lost all of their homes, they had been burned to the ground. You were able to discharge Fangs after he’d spent 24 hours in the hospital and Jughead was released a couple of days later after he’d had his skin graft.

You hadn’t seen FP since, but you wanted to go and check up on the kids that you’d treated so you went to the campsite where the Serpents were staying.

“Hey, it’s doctor Y/N.” Fangs’ cheery voice rang through your ears.

“How are you doing Fangs?” You approached him and gestured towards his shirt, where his bullet wound had been. “Can I take a look?” The boy nodded, and you checked the wound, which was healing nicely. Then you checked on Jughead.

“You’re an angel, you know.” A husky voice came from behind you as you redressed Jughead’s skin graft.

“I seem to be your angel.” You retorted back with a grin, lightly flirting with the attractive man you knew was behind you. Once you finished redressing the boys arm you turned to face his father, who took you by the arm and pulled you to one side.

“You can be my angel any day, doll.” FP smirked at you and you felt yourself blush lightly.

“I’d like that.” You admitted shyly, wringing your hands together.

“I think we could sort that out, doctor Y/N.” One of FP’s hand came to grasp your cheek and suddenly his lips were on yours. You could just about hear the cheers of the Serpents over your bliss. FP tasted like cigarettes and there was a slight taste of beer. FP pulled away and rested his forehead against yours. “My angel.”

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Drabble Challenge! #1 - 150

Rules: Followers send a number to your ask and you write a drabble using that sentence/prompt in your piece. Try to keep up! Expect a TON of requests!

Take the long way around

Can you shut up for five minutes, please???

He’s been gone for quite a while

I can’t see anything.

I heard a noise.

Scary movies are for chumps.

You’ve gone to the bathroom fifty times today.

The floor is lava.

Where’s my food?

I bet you feel like an artist

Did you ever clean the attic?

Can I be of assistance?

Get out of the way before I murder you.

I think you forgot who wears the pants in this relationship

You’re breaking my heart, babe.

Cry me a river.

Build a bridge.

Get over it.

Another credit card?!

It’s just rain, you aren’t gonna melt!

When’s the last time YOU cleaned the bathroom?

I don’t know why I married you.

Have you ever lied to me?

If I trip over one more of your shoes, I’m throwing them all away.

Aren’t you supposed to be the adult?

I’m stuck! Help me!

I swear, I’m not scared.

What do you think a cupholder is for?

You know when your phone buzzes, it means I’m trying to talk to you, right?

Turn that sh*t off!!!!

When’s that last time we went on a date?

I thought you didn’t like cats?

The door’s locked.

Remember when you were a kid and you ______ (insert memory)

I’ll just tell your mom on you.

I thought you were nice.

I had a dream about you.

I work pretty hard around here, but you get all the credit

What color do you like better?

Am I your husband or your taxi service?

Take notes, sweetheart.

This is where you impress me, right?

Pick up lines only work when I’m drunk.

I can’t believe you didn’t remember

If that makes me a child, so be it.

I could beat you up, you know that right?

Would it kill you to help people?

I bet you can’t go 24 hours without cussing.

But, I said I love you.

Is it just me or is cold as hell in here?

I’m not weird, you’re just basic.

Just sleep with one eye open, that’s all I’m saying

Take off your shirt.

Why’s there a pregnancy test in the trash?

Way to go, kid.

I found the candles, we’ll be alright.

We could get struck by lightning, but you want to kiss in the rain.

You’re never this quiet, what’s wrong?

…or we could make out….

I said “I HAVE AN IDEA!”

Down the hall, second door on the left.

I warned you. He warned you. Your freaking mom warned you.

Sit still, for the love of all that is Holy.

Are you even human?

We’ll talk later.

K.

I’m afraid.

I thought there was time.

Can you just leave me alone?

I’ll carry it.

We’re not ‘fine’.

Are you really taking his side right now?

I like proving you wrong.

Girls can’t drive, plain and simple.

Who are you?

I think you need stitches

Must be a coincidence

Can you be romantic for once?

This is your fault by the way.

Nothing bad is going to happen, baby, I promise.

Excuse me for falling in love with you.

I have fans. More fans than you to be exact.  

I paid for half and you ate three-quarters.

I knew you’d be mad.

If you die, I’m going to kill you.

You’ve never smoked anything in your life.

You gave me a black eye.

Stop looking at me like that, weirdo.

What if it sinks?

Birds can’t fly without wings.

Sorry I’m protective over the things I love.

That SOOO classifies as a date.

No backsies.

You’re an idiot. I married an idiot.

I never liked it, I lied.

Remember, we have to get up early tomorrow.

Are you trying to flirt? Because, you’re embarrassing yourself.

Remember when we were dating and you _____

Be brave, sweetheart.

I’m sorry, but that was adorable.

You don’t hate me, quit lying to yourself.

You hear that? That’s the sound of my awesomeness.

She’s my daughter, I can read her diary.

That’s a fact, Jack.

Actually, I couldn’t care less.

I try my best.

Doesn’t make a difference to me anyways.

I’m glad you’re mine.

You look pretty good for your age.

You passed out for like an hour.

Delete it. Now.

You’re a jerk.

Are you high?

No, you’re MY bitch.

Ew ew ew. You’re so gross.

Spare change for the poor and lonely.

She’s 6, how can she scare you?

When’s the last time we ______

He’s spoiled rotten.

I can’t stay long.

There’s nothing we can do.

Do you ever stop smiling?

Step aside and watch a pro.

Never give him stuff like that!

You’re the one who left it laying around.

I’m a lucky girl. I’ll admit that.

Teach me how to play?

It’s called a prank.

Well, you’re a prick.

Good, I hope you feel bad.

You have cold, you’re not dying.

I have reasons. You wouldn’t get it.

I hope you have a cold shower.

You don’t mean that.

Sing to me, please.

Did you enjoy yourself last night?

Why do they behave for you?

Stop making your own rules.

Don’t open an umbrella in the house.

You know what happens when you assume things.

That’s open for discussion.

Oh, what a shocker, you have an excuse.

Be serious for two minutes, please.

I cheated.

What’s the biggest lie you ever told?

Pillows are over-rated.

Zombies aren’t real, I promise.

Are we lost or do you know where we are?

We started with one and now we have seven. You have no chill.

*Make up your own*

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“The skirt is supposed to be this short.”

“How long have you been standing there?”

“I may be an idiot, but I’m not stupid.”

“Who gave you that black eye?“

“You haven’t even touched your food. What’s going on?”

“I just like proving you wrong.”

“Everyone keeps telling me you’re the bad guy.”

“Forget it. You fucking suck.”

“Quit it or I’ll bite.”

“If you use up all the hot water again, I swear to god! You’re on the couch for a month!!”

“If I die, I’m going to haunt your ass.”

“I’m pregnant.”

“Looks like we’re gonna be stuck here for a while.”

“Take. It. Off.”

“Well, you’re coming home with me whether you like it or not.”

“I’ll kick his ass if you want me to.”

“Stop it! It tickles!”

“It’s okay to cry…”

“And that’s how you ruin a life. Congratulations.”

“D..did you just make that noise?”

“He’s a bad kisser.”

“You can scream if you want.”

“I didn’t know we were keeping track.”

“We’re playing checkers. If you don’t like it, leave.”

“One of them’s missing.”

“Save some for me.”

“Oh, fuck off.”

“You’re still mad?”

“Come over here and make me.”

“You better watch yourself.”

“Eat your lunch and you wouldn’t be hungry.”

“Why did we have to have kids?”

“Call on Line 1”

“He creeped me out. I’m not gonna lie.”

“I’m done! You can fix it!”

“Can we just watch a movie and fall asleep on the couch?”

“Where did he go?”

“You leave whenever you feel like it.”

“I forgot I was a single parent.”

“Don’t apologize if you don’t mean it.”

“You’re going out dressed like that?”

“For the hundredth time, I’m not your babysitter.”  

“Frost the damn cupcakes.”

“Well that’s the second biggest news I’ve heard all day.”

“You look pretty hot in plaid.”  

“I thought you were dead!”

“I thought it was a one-night-stand…and now we’re married…”

“We’ve become the clingy couple that you used to complain about.”

“Quit touching me. Your feet are cold.”

“You know you want it, sweetheart.”

“I’m your husband. It’s my job.”  

“You just wanted them because the light up.”

“That wasn’t very subtle.”

“He thinks he’s a mind reader.”  

“It’s just you and me tonight. I was thinking we could have a little fun.”

“I don’t do hugs.”

“Don’t talk anymore.”

“I’m just a guy with a wife, two kids, and a Harley.”

“How do I even put up with you?”

“I said get rid of it.”

“They didn’t just find out. They already knew!”

“You’re not as quiet as you think you are.”

“Can you just man up and change his diaper?”

“Just don’t buy a goat. I don’t care what you do, just no goats.”

“I have a secret.”

“I won’t let you get hurt.”

“You’re strong, baby. You have to be.”

“He’s four years old!!”

“I’ve had enough! I want to be alone!”

“I can’t stand seeing you like this.”

“Me and the boys will handle it.”

“You’re competitive and so am I, and it’s going to lead to a fight.”

“Is there a reason you’re naked in my bed?”

“You’re a dork, just like your father.”

“Mind if I join you?”

“Daddy!”

“I lost our child.”

“That’s my shirt. So is that..wait?”

“My name isn’t Leslie…who’s Leslie?”

“There’s a surprise upstairs for you.”

“I’ll take care of it.”

“I’m not your boss? Well then who is?”

“You can’t eat solids, only liquids until Thursday.”

“Come on, baby, up to bed.”

“They got you a present. Isn’t it sweet?”

“Am I scaring you?”

“Run! You said you’d work out with me!”

“After everything…I’d still choose you.”

“And when did you plan on telling me about this?”

“Trust me.”

“Scoot over a little bit, please.”

“You’re so clingy, I love it.”

“You didn’t just wake me up at 2am because you were ‘in the mood’.”

“Did they hurt you?”

“You’re cute when you’re all worried.”

“Stop being grumpy. It’s lame.”

“I don’t need a hero, I need a husband.”

“Don’t shut me out.”

“You got a cute butt.”

“I just got out of the shower, I can’t dance. What if my towel falls off?”

“Don’t be an asshole. Asshole.”

“Do you really think I could ever replace you?”

“Sharing is caring. Now give me your fries.”

“…or we can chill in our underwear.”

“You can’t make up for it by giving me a tic-tac.”

“Keep pedaling and don’t stop, okay?”

“You, me, popcorn, two liter Dr. Pepper, and a movie. You in?”

“Have you seen my contacts?”

“Life is a highway, and I’m always drunk. So I’m not driving.”

“Quit stalling. Where’s your father?”

“You can’t just hug me and think everything’s okay.”

“Is he coming home?”

“I prefer blondes.”

“No more dogs. How hard it it to understand?”

“I let you win.”

“I broke your nose, and I’m sorry for that. But what you’re doing isn’t fair.”

“Can I do your hair?”

“Your favorite superhero can’t be a villain.”

“I told you not to jump on the bed!”

“He’s pampering me, let him be.”

“Ready or not, here I come”

“I’m worried about losing my job!”

“Oh, did I scare you, big boy?”

“Happy new year!”

“Quit moving, I’m trying to sleep. Wait…are you…what?!”

“You nap, I’ll stay awake.”

“It’s turbulence. It’s normal.”

“Don’t touch me. We’re fighting.”

“I’ll give you a massage.”

“You fell asleep in the tub?!”

“Are you doodling?”

“We’re not playing strip poker. I don’t care what I said when I was drunk.”

“Slushies aren’t just for kids, fuck society.”

“Are you scared…Then why won’t you look at the screen?”

“Enough with the pillow talk, I’m tired.”

“You had a nightmare, tell me what it was about so I can fix it.”

“We need groceries, not just junk food. You’re worse than the kids.”

“Is this our closet? Or your closet?”

“If I win, you do dishes for a week.”

“Fist bumps are cooler than high-fives…”

“Use your words.”

“Hold my hand so he gets jealous.”

“Ew, your hand is sweaty.”

“Get out of my face before I hit you.”

“I don’t care if your 4 or 40, you don’t hit people.”

“You only care about football, beer, and raking leaves.”

“Look! Fireflies!”

“Why do you only kiss me when I’m sleeping?”

“I just need ten minutes.”

*Make Your Own* (please submit your own short prompt)

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I’m almost done with mot of these now, start requesting again guys. Also, I feel like Toni and Cheryl need some love, can you guys send me some prompts for our bisexual babes? (NOT AS CHONI, I only write x readers)

My Queue

I’m going to update this with what’s in my queue to write. I’ll be writing them pretty much in order but I may write them slightly out of order if I don’t feel inspired at that point or if I get a request in I really love then I might do that! Also I’m pushing any Sweet Pea requests to the bottom right now because I have an ongoing series for him and I’ve written a lot for him already. Everything will get done though! Italics means it’s just something I want to write.

24 with Veronica - if I trip over one more of your shoes, I’m throwing the all away

3 with FP - he’s been gone quite a while 

Love hate relationship with Sweet Pea

49&58 with Sweet Pea -  But, I said I love you. and  You’re never this quiet, what’s wrong?

99&135 with Sweet Pea -  Be brave, sweetheart. and  Sing to me, please.

1,2&9 with Sweet Pea (from the new list) - the skirt is supposed to be this short, how long have you been standing there and quit it or I’ll bite

1&3 with Fangs - the skirt is supposed to be this short and I might be an idiot but I’m not stupid - jealous/protective Fangs

Requests are still open, I’m no longer taking prompts from the list I was using previously though. I am now using this list. 

Promises - FP Jones x Reader

((GIF is not mine))

Pairing: FP Jones x Reader

Requested: Yes! By anon: ‘Drabble #3 with F.P?′

#3 - He’s been gone quite a while.

From this list. I AM NO LONGER TAKING REQUESTS FROM THAT LIST. General requests are still open, and I am now taking prompts from this list.

Summary: FP disappears after you reveal some shocking news.

Words: 1170

Warnings: teenage pregnancy, age gap, some swearing

A/N: it took me a while to work out what I wanted to do with this prompt, I didn’t really want to go with death or break up, like you might think when you first read the prompt, I wanted to do something that I could switch back on, I hope you like what I did with the prompt anon!

My Masterlist

You sat in FP’s trailer, staring at the door that your long-term boyfriend had fled through. You weren’t sure how long it had been since he left, but you hadn’t moved an inch since and your eyes had been fixed on the door the whole time, praying for him to return.

Finally, the door handle turned, and you held your breath, waiting for your boyfriend to come through the door, but instead his son, Jughead walked through. You let out the breath you had been holding, but instead it came out as a sob.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” Jughead came to sit beside you on the couch, wrapping an arm loosely around your shoulder. Jughead had taken it badly when he first found out you were dating his dad, not because he thought there was a chance that FP might get back with his mother, but because you were a Senior, whilst Jughead was a Sophomore, barely two years between you. Jughead had quickly warmed up to you and now the two of you were close.

You didn’t reply, choosing instead to shake your head and play with the hem of your dress.

“Where’s dad?” Jughead tried asking a different question, eager to find out what was wrong.

You let out another sob and shook your head. “I have no idea. He’s been gone a while.” Jughead’s face contorted in confusing, wondering why you were still here if his dad wasn’t. “He left me here.”

Jughead’s brows furrowed, his dad didn’t usually just walk out on people. “What happened, Y/N?”

You reached over to your handbag and pulled out the white stick before passing it to Jughead. “I told him.” You revealed, going back to playing with the hem of your dress. “He just stood up and left and he hasn’t been back since.”

Jughead’s eyes were set on the pregnancy test, for a moment you wondered if he didn’t realise what the stick said, but you quickly pushed that thought to the back of your head. Jughead might not have known two lines meant positive but considering the presence of the stick and his father’s reaction he knew you were pregnant. “I’m going to have a brother or a sister?” Jughead breathed out, his thumb rubbing over the white stick.

You nodded, silent tears streaming down your face. “Well, technically. It doesn’t seem like FP wants anything to do with the baby.” Your hand subconsciously went to your stomach and rubbed it lightly.

Jughead pushed the stick back into your free hand and wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into a tight embrace. “I get to be a big brother again.” His voice was muffle by your next, but you understood loud and clear what he was saying. It seemed at the moment as if Jughead’s mother was never going to return with Jellybean.

“Yes, Jug.” Your arms came to loosely wrap around Jughead.

“Dad’s probably just left to think, Y/N.” Jughead spoke into your shoulder. “He’d never walk out on you and the baby like that.”

You pulled back from the hug and wiped your eyes. “He’s been gone a while, Jughead. It doesn’t take that long to just think.” Your hand returned to your stomach.

Just then the door swung open and FP stepped inside the trailer.

Jughead sprung up immediately. “Where the hell have you been?! Y/N is worried sick that you don’t want the baby!” Jughead shot at his father, taking a protective stance in front of you.

FP’s eyes widened, and he side stepped Jughead before bending down on the balls of his feet to be eye level with where you sat, positive pregnancy test still clutched in your hand. “I would never leave you or this baby, Y/N.” FP took the pregnancy test from your hand and set it on the coffee table, before linking your fingers with his. “I’m sorry I left so suddenly, but I had to leave so I could go and get this.”

FP dropped to one knee and pulled a box from his jacket. “I’ve had this for a while, I’d been keeping it in the safe at the Whyte Wyrm, so you didn’t find it before I asked you. I needed to wait for the right time, which I think is now.” FP cleared his throat and rubbed his thumb over the back of your hand. “Now I know I’m still married, and you’re only 18, so this isn’t me asking you to marry you just yet, Princess.” FP flicked the box open to reveal a simple silver band with a small diamond set in the centre of the band. “This is me promising you that I’m going to stick around and look after you and our baby, I’m promising you that one day I will make you my wife. So, do you accept my promise?”

Your eyes flickered from FP to Jughead who was staring at FP with wide eyes, certain his father had planned a disappearing act, rather than an almost proposal. A smile took over Jughead’s face, thankful that he had made a mistake, the boy sent you a small nod and continued to watch the interaction.

Your eyes met with FP’s once more and you gently pulled your left hand from your currently non-existent baby bump and offered it to him. “Of course, I accept your promise FP!” You giggle slightly. “But you have to make me one more promise as well.”

FP’s eyes were still locked with yours and he nodded. “What is it?”

“Promise me that you won’t just walk out the door without telling me where you’re going, it really scared me. Promise me you’ll always tell me where you’re going if you leave like that.” Your voice was soft, as if afraid of the answer.

“Of course, my love. I really am sorry I just walked out like that, I just knew it was the perfect moment and that I needed to give you it today. I just didn’t think, sweetheart.” FP’s gaze dropped slightly, as his expression turned to shame at worrying his pregnant girlfriend like that.

You cleared your throat and let the smile that had been threatening to come out take over your face. “Then yes, I accept your promises.” You announced pushing your hand further towards him. FP took the hint and with trembling hands, he pulled the ring from the box and pushed it onto your ring ringer, before pressing a kiss against your knuckles.

“Thank fuck for that.” Jughead’s voice broke into your loving moment and FP turned to face his son. “I didn’t wanna have to kick your ass dad, I’m pretty sure that wouldn’t have ended well for me.”

FP rolled his eyes at his son and let out a chuckle. “You’re okay with this, right, Jug?”

“Of course, dad, I’m ecstatic for you guys.” Jughead reclaimed his spot next to you and threw his arm around your shoulder. “I can’t wait.”

You and FP replied in unison. “Me neither.”

My Queue

I’m going to update this with what’s in my queue to write. I’ll be writing them pretty much in order but I may write them slightly out of order if I don’t feel inspired at that point or if I get a request in I really love then I might do that!  Italics means it’s just something I want to write.

Sweet Pea - 99&135 - “Be brave, sweetheart.” and “Sing to me, please.”

Sweet Pea - 1,2&9 (from the new list) - “the skirt is supposed to be this short”, “how long have you been standing there” and “quit it or I’ll bite”

Fangs - 1&3 - “the skirt is supposed to be this short” and “I might be an idiot but I’m not stupid” - jealous/protective Fangs

Fangs - 7 - “everyone keeps telling me you’re the bad guy” - reader is slightly intimidated at Fangs being a serpent.

Sweet Pea & Fangs love triangle - 29 and 88 - “come over here and make me” and “after everything… i’d still choose you”

FP - 1,2&3 - “the skirt is supposed to be this short”, “how long have you been standing there” and “i might be an idiot but I’m not stupid”

Toni - 132,141&142 - “We’re not playing strip poker. I don’t care what I said when I was drunk”, “Use your words” and “Hold my hand so he gets jealous”

Fangs & Sweet Pea - 141&142 - “use your words” and “hold my hand so he gets jealous” - using Sweet Pea to make Fangs jealous

Sweet Pea & Fangs - 117&120 - “can I do your hair?” and “he’s pampering me, let him be.” - either or both boys (I’m still undecided haha)

Reggie - 148 - “why do you only kiss me when I’m sleeping?”

Requests are still open and I am now using this list. Please don’t prompt me 1, 2, 3, 141 or 142 anymore guys!

Masterlist

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➳ HALLOWEEN

Corey Cunningham

- His baby mama : part 2

➳ RESIDENT EVIL

Leon S. Kennedy

- Unexpected Boner

- Valentine’s day

- His young and bright light

- Australian girlfriend

- Caught in the office

- RE Boys x endometriosis!reader

- Sore loser

Chris Redfield

- Warm me up, Captain 

- Body heat

- RE Boys x endometriosis!reader

Albert Wesker

- Migraines

- Progenitor woman: part 1, part 2, part 3

- Disorder

- RE Boys x endometriosis!reader

- Hate makes you blind

- Shaking like a leaf

- God Complex

- Covidead

- Annoying Wesker

- Family

- Albert Wesker as a father

- Privacy

- How Wesker decide the perfect mate

- Nsfw headcanon

- Wesker’s captive: part 1

- Seduction fails

➳ THE LAST OF US 

Joel Miller

- Your lucky star

- On his backseat

➳ MARVEL

Bucky Barnes

- Protection 

- Exquise Esquisse - Part 2

- Bucky as a dad

Loki

- Meow

- The melted popsicle

- The Asgardian whale dancing salsa

Peter Parker

- Blur

Steve Rogers

Natasha Romanoff

➳ PEAKY BLINDERS

Thomas Shelby

- Everything I touch

- Periods (part 2)

- Fading innocence

Alfie Solomons

- Periods

John Shelby

- Periods

- Perfect sexual partner

- Coward

Michael Gray

- Work of art

- Blow your brain

- Sex or more?

- Someone else better than him

- You grow up too fast

- Periods (part 2)

- The Clementine - Part 2 (finished)

➳ RIVERDALE

Sweet Pea

-  FP’s desk

➳ SUPERNATURAL

Dean Winchester

- We’re not super heroes

- Fuck you, Chuck

- Chicken Out

Sam Winchester

- We’re not super heroes

- Chicken Out

➳ ACTORS

Tom Hardy

Cillian Murphy

-  The wrong path

- Love war

Sebastian Stan

- The Little

- I wanna love you

Jensen Ackles

NSFW ALPHABET: FP JONES II

Fandom: Riverdale

Pairing: FP Jones II x reader

VERY NSFW 18+ CONTAINS GRAPHIC GIFS AND LANGUAGE

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