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“Cheat…”
Jason Dilaurentis x Taken!Reader
Warnings: oral (female receiving), much like my “you belong to me” outer banks fic, cussing, 18+
Summary: The reader is seeing someone when Jason Dilaurentis comes back to town. A relationship blossoms…one where they’re more than friends.
“Did you miss me?”
At the sound of a familiar voice you turned, meeting the eyes of none other than Jason Dilaurentis.
“Jason? You’re back!” You said and moved to hug him, his familiar scent filling your nostrils.
“Why did you come back here?” You asked and he looked a bit hurt by this, but he brushed it off.
“I want to be happy” He said “And I want that here”
You nodded your head, looking back towards Spencers house. That’s where you were going, until you saw Jason.
“Do you want to talk? Inside?” He asked and you gave him a guilty smile.
“I would but I’m here to see Spencer and the rest of the girls” You said “Maybe tomorrow? I can bring us lunch?” You suggested and Jason smiled, nodding.
“Call me later, okay?” He said and handed you a slip of paper “Here’s my new number” He said and smiled before hugging her one last time.
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When you got inside Spencer’s house, the girls were looking at you with concern.
“Jason? Are you always attracted to dangerous people?” Hanna said and you laughed.
“Me and Jason are just friends! Plus I’m already dating Matthew!” You said, bringing up your childhood friend, now boyfriend.
“Hey! That relationship is fresh! Jason could ruin it” Spencer said and you gasped.
“I will not let Jason ruin it! He’s just a friend”
“Friends don’t stare at each others abs” Hanna remarked and your face flushed.
“How could I not- he was shirtless…”
“See! I knew it! He’s dangerous Y/n, please be careful” Spencer said and you nodded.
“I will be…he’s just a friend”
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Jason’s lips roughly crashed onto yours, pressing you up against the wall in his doorway.
You let out a gasp as he trailed his kisses down your neck, leaving a few marks behind in the process.
“Jason-“
“You can’t stop thinking about me, can you?” He whispered in your ear.
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You woke up with a gasp, hearing your phone alarm ringing in your ear.
“I just had a dream about Jason…” You trailed off, looking to your side to see your sleeping boyfriend.
You sighed and got up. You had to go to Jason’s for lunch today.
You got dressed, picking out a sundress, wearing your hair down.
You sent him a quick text to ask him what he wanted from The Grill and when he replied, you left your boyfriends house.
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When you got to Jason’s, you knocked on the door.
He answered almost immediately. He was wearing a really tight shirt and some jeans.
You look so hot. You thought to yourself.
“Oh- thanks” He said and your face flushed in embarrassment.
“I said that out loud?” You said “I’m so sorry-“
“No, no it’s okay” He said and gently pulled you inside. “I like when you compliment me” He said and took the bag of food from you.
Your face was still flushed and you could imagine the shit eating grin on his face as he walked away.
Once you made it to the table Jason came out of the kitchen with nothing in his hands.
“Where’s the food?” You asked and he smirked a bit.
“I was thinking…” He started and moved towards you, his eyes roaming over your body. “I think I want dessert first” He said and wrapped his arms around your waist, hoisting you up onto the table.
He pressed his lips against yours and you couldn’t help but moan into him, causing him to smirk.
“Jason I…”
“You have a boyfriend, I know” He said “But I can make you feel better than he can” He said and laid you down on the table, lifting the bottom of your dress up so he could disappear underneath.
You gasped as you felt his breath against your panties, your legs automatically closing a bit.
He wrapped his biceps around your thighs and he held your legs open.
You couldn’t believe this was happening.
He removed your panties and gently licked a stripe along your folds. Your body jerked upwards and you let out a whimper.
“Jason- please” You begged and he chuckled moving your dress up so you could see him.
“As you wish” He said and began eating you out.
Your head fell back as moans left your throat, unable to contain them.
Jason flicked his tongue against your clit and he sucked on it a bit, placing his attention there.
“Fuck! Jason…” You gasped and bit your lip.
You ran your fingers through his hair and tugged, earning a groan from him.
“Please please…Jason I’m close!” You said and he smirked, humming.
It didn’t take long for you to cum, Jason didn’t want to make you wait longer than you needed to.
He helped you ride out your high, holding your twitching legs as you came down.
Your face was flushed and you looked fucked out. He smirked.
“I knew you were into me” He said and your face flushed.
“What would your boyfriend say about this?” He said and you looked up at him.
“I won’t tell if you won’t” You said and he smirked.
“Let’s eat lunch” He said and walked back into the kitchen, leaving you a blushing mess.
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Keeping Each Other's Secrets - Jason Dilaurentis
Jason x Fem!Reader
Ezra x sister Reader
Warnings: none
Word count: 548
Summary: Being Ezras younger sister and finding out about him and Aria. Well Aria finds out about you and Jason.
Masterlist
Pretty Little Liars Masterlist
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“Whens. Your. Sister. Coming Over?” Aria asked in between kisses.
“Around 5.” Exar answered.
Little did the couple know it was already 5 past 5. So when a knock sounded on the door it made both of them jump.
“What time is it?” Aria pushes him back a bit.
“5 past . Shit.” Eaxar curses.
“The knocks were a warning because I do in fact have a key.” Y/n walks in having used her own key when no one answered. Y/n smirked at seeing their predicament on the couch. “Maybe I should knock harder next time.”
“It’s not-” Aria stuttered but she couldn’t find the words for an answer.
“We weren’t -” Ezra was at a loss for an explanation as well, it’s exactly what it looks like.
“Look guys. I don’t care. If your both happy. And you treat her right.” Y/n pointed at her brother. “Then your secrets safe with me. Because I do imagine this is a secret. Right?” She asked about the obvious age difference.
“Yes.” Aria and Ezra answer at the same time.
“Okay. Just be more careful, k?” Y/n said, wiggling her eyebrows.
Y/n, Aria and Ezra spent the rest of the night hanging out and having fun.
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“Where are we going Jason?” Y/n asked, confused.
“You’ll see.” Jason smiles excitedly.
“High School?” Y/n raised an eyebrow. “Wow, I haven't been in a highschool since I graduated.” She said looking around.
“That was like a year or two ago.” He laughs.
“Oh hush.” Y/n laughs as well. “But why are we here? It’s closed.”
“I have a key.” Jason dangled the keys before walking them in.
“Ah perk of working here I guess.” Y/n flicked her brows up nodding her head impressed he’d use his work key this way.
Jason led her to a door and opened it, as they walked through the doorway Y/n laughed.
“The pool.” Y/n turns to Jason with a mischievous look. “Oh I know that look, what do you have planned Mr. Dilaurentis?”
“Let’s go swimming.” He smirks, excited.
“I’m in.” Y/n smiled.
As the couple enjoyed their secret swim. Little did they know they were being watched. Aria had been sent to the school thanks to -A. Who wanted her to see her boyfriend's sister and Jason together.
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“Hey Aria, what’s up?” Y/n was surprised to see her brother's girlfriend at her door.
“I have something I need to share with you.” Aria tells her as Y/n lets her into her home.
“Okay?” Y/n was deeply confused now.
“I know.” Aria gave her a serious look as they both sat facing each other on the couch.
“About what?” Y/n furrowed her brow, confused by what she could have met.
“You and Jason.” She clarified.
“oh…How?” Y/n nodded and then tilted her head curiously.
“I saw you both the other night at the high school.” Aria explained sheepishly.
“Oh, Aria-” Y/n was blushing now considering they were practically naked that night.
“Don’t worry. Your secret is safe with me.” Aria was returning the favor.
“Thank you.” Y/n smiled gratefully. “You wanna stay for pizza?” She asked.
“Absolutely.” Aria smiled, the two hanging out all night at Y/n’s place.
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THE SECRET AFFAIR (Jason DiLaurentis x Liar!Reader):
⚫️summary; one year after Alison’s disappearance everything in Rosewood went haywire. Y/n, Aria’s maternal cousin & now 1/5 of the remaining Liars, who had either an equal amount or possibly even more secrets than her childhood friends, had been dating her now presumed dead best friend’s brother. That’s right, since before the summer of Alison’s disappearance Y/n & Jason had secretly been hooking up & began officially dating due to her helping him sober up & help him through his toughest nights that now gloomed over his past. She was his main alibi for the night everything happened with Alison but, obviously couldn’t tell anyone why she was with him. So why now, that they’re finally putting Alison to rest does it all go to shit? Because the whole town believes one of the liars did it.
⚠️warnings; swearing, age gap relationship (Y/n is the same age as the girls but one of the oldest, so 5-6 years younger than Jason), adult themes, murder, gore-ish?, PLL shit dude, it’s crazy, 18+ ONLY!
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Y/N’s POV (the night of Ali’s disappearance)
I woke up with a blazing headache to my phone ringing a very specific tone that had become all too familiar. Jason. Thunder rolled in as lightning flashed the barn awake. The text from Jason saying to meet him at our spot which was a small bench in the woods behind his house. I head over, carefully leaving the barn door ajar so the girls won’t wake up when I come back but, I notice i’m not the only one who had planned to escape. Ali was gone and so was Spencer. I brushed the thought from my mind as I remember Jason’s text,
‘Garrett and Ian brought over some weed and I have the shakes now, meet up? I’m freaking out. Be safe. xx’
Jason had been trying to get clean, key word, trying. His friend group wasn’t as lenient as I was though, every now and then I had to help clean him up and sleep through the high or drunken daze. He wasn’t the best at being drunk believe it or not, he got drowsier than me after smelling the fumes when filling my car up with gas. Regardless, Jason was there for me when my dad left to hunt down my mom’s murderer. Yeah, Aria is my cousin, our moms are sisters.. Well.. Were.. That was until one night in the winter of 1998. I woke up after hearing glass shatter and walked down stairs, all I remember seeing was a shadow of a tall man standing over my mother’s body. Since then, I’ve lived with my aunt Ella and her family. Jason was our neighbor from down the street and Aria knew Alison, so obviously I knew them too. He always told me that death brought new life and my new life I had to live in honor of my mom. We clicked from then on. Of course being older he always taunted us girls and would do the typical big brother things to Ali. But one night when I was 14, I kissed him. He was shocked at first but then admitted he always liked me best out of Ali’s friends. The only bad thing was, Alison saw us kiss. She held it over my head like a looming sword on the thinnest of threads, threatening to tell her parents that Jason tried to force himself on me. Which obviously was a lie but who would they believe. Little did she know, I had secrets of hers to shoot back with so, we bonded in that way. A battle for dominance as one might call it. But nonetheless we were best friends, and secrets so keep us together.
I walk up to the bench hearing the crunching of leaves coming from the opposite direction, they staggered a bit and I saw Jason stumbling towards me, tripping on a rock and landing right on top of me.
‘Shit, sorry babe. I guess drunk me has two left feet.’ I giggled at his comment as we sat up, backs against the trunk of the tree that stood tall above our bench.
‘Who bought it this time?’ I asked, changing the subject back to the issue at hand. Jason then took position on my lap, my hands running through his hair. He sighed.
‘Ian. As always. But Garrett also brought booze. You know I can’t resist a nice cold beer. Those two idiots are probably still up in my room thinking I passed out somewhere. How was your sleepover?’ I rubbed his temples, knowing he got headaches when he drank.
‘It was okay, had some drinks too, courtesy of your sister. Hanna and Emily knocked out first and well you kno-.’ Suddenly the sound of someone walking by caught our attention. Jason shot up and stumbled a bit before helping me up. I held his waist to help him gain balance and he whispered to me to head back to the barn. That we’d talk the next day. With a swift kiss goodbye we went our separate ways. But, just as I got back to the door of the barn I heard a scream. I quickly made my way inside to see Emily, Hanna and Aria still asleep. Gladly I didn’t get caught by Spencer or Ali. I went back to my place on the large ottoman and curled up, hoping for Jason to have gotten back in one piece. He wasn’t as drunk or high as other times but, he still could continue through the night or worse, be pressured by Ian. God, I hated his “friends”. They only enabled him to fail at sobriety and I knew the truth behind their little club. Ian started it all with Jason when Ian took a photo of the girls and I in Emily’s bedroom. Creep.
An hour or so went by and I couldn’t sleep with all the thoughts running in my mind but, I kept my eyes shut. Spencer had come back but seemed a bit off, her breathing was ragged and stuffy. Like she had been crying or running. I wondered if Ali had gone back home or if she was coming back but, my question was answered when a loud crack of thunder woke us all up. Emily and Hanna huddled together while Aria “woke” me up.
‘Damn Y/n/n. You sure can sleep through anything.’ Spencer joked trying to lighten the mood and we all slightly laughed.
‘Where’s Alison?’ I finally asked and Spencer spoke up.
‘I think I heard a scream.’
That night marked a huge change in our lives and seeing how things were, my Uncle Byron and Aunt Ella decided it would be best to move to Iceland for a while, to get away. But now that we were back, things seemed way different. I hadn’t heard from Jason much after Ali’s disappearance. We kept in tough but after I was forced to move across the world, we decided it was best to be apart. I hoped he stayed sober but, I also knew the loss of his sister was taking a toll on him.
Aria and I had begun to unpack when Mike announced he was hungry. So Aria and I took my car that my mom had when she was my age, to a little dive bar/restaurant near Hollis College to get some burgers. When I waited for our order, Aria snuck off with this really cute guy who was apparently studying to be an English teacher. I let her have some fun while I contemplated texting Jason. Low and behold I folded.
‘Hey, I know it’s been a while since we last spoke but I figured a check in from our old spot in Rosewood could be cool? I just got back today and could sneak away from Aria for a few. If you’re up for it. Hope you’re doing well. xx.’
He read it almost instantly as if he had known I was thinking of texting him.
‘Welcome back to hell. I can meet you there in 10?’ I felt my heart skip a beat at the thought of seeing Jason after a whole year and quickly shot Aria a text letting her know what I was doing. During our time in Iceland I confessed to her about Jason and I secretly dating to which she was impressed but mainly saddened by and even wrote a modern day Romeo and Juliet based off of us. It was sweet, Jason had even liked it when I read it to him on one of our phone calls early on. He also felt proud that I was able to trust someone enough to talk about him with.
I drove the 10 minutes to the last secluded park where we had to start meeting after our bench had been compromised by the investigation and waited. A few minutes went by and I heard a knock on my car window. I shut it off and climbed out. He looked good, way better than he did when I left. Healthier, a bit more put together and like his face was hurting from smiling so much.
‘I don’t remember you being this bubbly. Are you sure you’re Jason DiLaurentis?’ I joked and he pulled me in for a hug. His signature cologne engulfed me in the most comforting way.
‘No more red streaks in your hair, you’ve grown up. You sure you’re Y/N Y/L/N?’ He responded and I playfully punch his arm. We walked over to the picnic table and sat down. We talked for what felt like hours but in reality was about half an hour until Aria texted me saying she had the food and was getting dropped off at home. I responded with an excuse she could give her parents and she said she’d have my back. I came back to the conversation at hand and decided to ask the big question.
‘Sorry about that, Aria was just letting me know she’d cover for me back at home. So, truth. How are you?’ I asked, his eyes saddening a bit knowing what I meant.
‘Well, i’m sober. A whole 9 months now. Still dealing with the whole Ali missing thing and just graduated from College. You?’ I felt his hand playing with my rings on mine and sighed.
‘Well, about to start Junior year of High School, still dealing with the whole Ali missing thing and now very proud of this guy I used to date. He was a bit of a mess when I left our hometown so, you know. Surviving.’ He chuckled nodding as I ended my response.
‘He was very broken up. I mean come on, not being able to see your gorgeous face for that long? It was criminal. Poor guy was torn up enough already. You just added to the mix.’ I took notice of how true his comment was, I had left him in a vulnerable moment.
‘Well, I tried to keep in contact with him but, didn’t know how else to help, I was grieving too. Just grieving in a different way and grieving him as well.’ He lifted my chin to meet my gaze.
‘You don’t have to grieve anymore love. He’s never given up that one day you’d make your way back to him. Believe me. He even thought about how if you didn’t come back soon, he’d have to go to Iceland to find you.’ His hand now cupping my cheek as my eyes glazed over with tears. Alison always did tell me she loved how I helped Jason become more human in her eyes. She had seen a change in him from when we started dating.
‘Well, I thought he would hate me for leaving. I know I had no choice but, I still wished I could’ve been there to help him, like always.’
‘Baby, listen to yourself. You were always there helping me. Even when you had to go. You called every day, texted all day long, checked in when you could. You did your part, it was just time for me to do mine and let you move on. I just hoped that if we really were meant to keep going, you’d eventually come back to me.’ At this point I was fully crying and listening to his grief and love pour out of him.
‘I did hound my Aunt Ella everyday in hopes of us coming back sooner. And look at us now. I don’t want to move on, I want us, I want to grow in life with you Jason. I wanna see you be the person you always dreamt of becoming and to let the past stay in the past, all the mistakes were just bumps in the road. You took control of your life, focused on yourself and I couldn’t be happier for you. You deserved to be free from those assholes you called friends.’ He placed his forehead to mine and pulled me into his lap.
‘Can I kiss you now? I’m dying over here.’ He whispered and I laughed nodding. At that moment, we were in bliss. Not knowing what was yet to come and how insanely twisted our lives would soon become. After our reunion we agreed on meeting up as much as we could and even heading to Philly for date nights. However until I turned 18, we had to stay under the radar for a bit. It was all rose colored glasses until the first text from -A. It was a picture of me in Jason’s lap and a whole album of pictures of us before Ali went missing. Who could’ve possibly gotten these?
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A/N: HIIII! IM BACK ON MY DELULU SHIT & HAVE FALLEN BACK INTO MY CHILDHOOD COMFORT SHOW PLL. LMK IF I SHOULD MAKE THIS A SERIES OR NOT, ALSO LMK WHAT ELSE YOU’D WANT ME TO WRITE ABOUT! LOVE YOU GUYS & HAPPY 2024!! 🩷🩷🩷
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In love with my best friend - Spencer Hastings x Reader
Authors note:
This short story is not related to a request but is something I came up with that I couldn't get out of my head. Maybe you like it anyway! 🙈
Summary: There is one unspoken rule between best friends; never fall in love with them. But like most rules, this was made to be broken. You fell in love with Spencer and as luck would have it, she was dating Toby. But when you confess your love for her, everything turns out differently than you thought.
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Spencer Hastings was undoubtedly your best friend. Not that you had many friends, although there were plenty of people you got along with, you trusted nobody as much like Spencer. You had no siblings but a sister could hardly have been closer to you- you knew that.
It was odd. After all, you did only known each other a few years, but you assumed that time played less of a role in friendship than the experiences shared. And fighting side by side against a common enemy was certainly something that could bond two young girls together.
Yes, Spencer Hasting was a great woman; smart, kindhearted, brave, super loyal and absolutely reliable. And that is exactly what started growing butterflies in your stomach. However, there was one flaw that let you know you will never get to call her your girlfriend- when she could not stop babbling about her boyfriend.
"Oh, come on, Y/n!" she wailed in a tone that made you want to squeeze your hands into fists and dig your fingernails into your skin. Just a little, it would hardly hurt. "Do you not want to know what he got me for our anniversary?"
"No, I do not want to" you hissed as you dropped the fork with a clatter into the bowl.
Spencer seemed taken aback for a moment, but then her face lit up and she waved the necklace in front of your face again while you stared grimly at the piece of tomato that jumped out of the bowl. "Ha! You are only saying that because you do not know how great he is!"
Then your patience, which is quite thin by nature, snapped. "Damn it, Spencer!" you lifted your eyes to your best friend, who had moved intrusively close to you. The brunette was not exactly known for keeping a distance of discretion. "I do not care how great your fucking Toby is, okay?"
She slowly slipped her hands off the chain around her neck and the wide grin faded from her face as if the harshness you displayed tonight had wiped it away. However, she did not seem offended. On the contrary, she seemed extremely worried. "What is going on, shorty?"
"Nothing is wrong," with shaky fingers, you tried to lift the mushy tomato between your nails and shove it into the sink. "Just because I do not want to take a closer look at that gold chain around your neck that you bother me with all the time does not mean something is wrong"
Inside, you were despairing. You would most likely to want her to yell at you. Would love to hear her say how bad of a person you were, not enjoying their happiness. Maybe then you would feel less like a monster than you already did.
"There must be a reason for my best friend´s grumpy face though. You are never usually like that"
This almost made you laugh out loud. You were in the midst of a terrible war of emotions and feelings that were raging inside of you. Love and hate were close together and fought flawlessly in your soul for the rightness of them. On one hand, you were happy that the brunette had found someone who loved her with all her faults and flaws. However, you had hoped that you were the one who could offer all of those things to her.
You sighed deeply and got up to dump your dinner into the trash; your appetite was completely gone. Spencer´s face changed from a deep confusion to a frighteningly serious one that sent a chill down your spine. "It is about Toby, is it not?" In your stance, you flinched slightly and did not let a word escape your mouth, but she instantly knew that her guess was correct. "Ever since I told you it was serious between the two of us, you seemed completely lost in thought and distanced"
You still retreated in silence, but your hands were shaking so much that you dropped the empty bowl into the sink. And the youngest Hastings had noticed that too. Quickly, she jumped out of her chair and put her arm comfortingly around your shoulders while you clutched the marble, knuckles already turning white.
"I love you.." you began to speak in a low voice, looking down at your fingers scraping the stainless steel. Emily had previously advised you to stay away from the subject and try to shut off your feelings. She had warned you urgently, yet you had ignored every word and walked into a circular saw with open arms.
And worst of all, you did probably jeopardized the friendship with your stupid revelation.
"I did not mean to develop feelings for you but I did not stop them the first time I felt it and-" Spencer could clearly hear the uncertainty in your restless voice and stopped you to catch your breath. She pulled you closer and if you did not know her better, you would have assumes that she would want to kill you for ruining her relationship with the boy she fell in love with. "You have to stop,"
"With what?"
"Wanting to explain yourself," she paused for a moment, biting her lip as the front of her body gently pressed against your back and her head hovered over your shoulder. A clearing of her throat escaped her before she continued to speak. "Y/n, look at me"
You turned your face to her and saw a strange sight, two adult friends standing close together, one pulling the other into a tight and loving embrace. You, aware of how close Spencer was to you and how your heart started pounding violently in your chest, could not help but smile. "If Toby would see us like this.."
The older one seemed confused for a moment, then laughed out loud until her body shook with yours. Gently, she wrapped both arms tightly around your body and her face moved dangerously close to yours, your lips almost meeting. "I do not care"
With a mixture of curiosity and nervousness, you looked into her large and brown eyes, the color of which had darkened and was almost unrecognizable through the enlarged pupils staring at you.
"May I..?" Her gaze dropped to your lips with the warmest, friendliest smile you had ever seen and you nodded as your heart started leaping with excitement in your chest. As her soft lips brushed yours and kissed them gently, you felt the almost unnatural warmth that spread through every single fiber of your body.
As Spencer unintentionally pulled away from you, there was silence for a long moment before she began to whisper barely audible. "I have been waiting for this moment for so long, I did not think it would ever happen" her lips slammed back onto yours, slowly kissing their way down to your chin and shoulder before nibbling at the tender skin of your neck.
The sensation you felt overwhelmed your senses, letting you moan briefly before you laid your head back and thus allowed her to dive further with rough bites. Your hands settled on her hips, gently pulling her closer to you. They roamed her whole body until they caught on the buttons of her expensive blouse, that you were feverishly trying to open.
Spencer and you were so busy with each other, that you did not realized you were being watched from the patio door.
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Easy love
Ashley Marin x Male Reader
Request - Would you like to write a Male Reader who is a forensic blood spatter analyst who works for the Rosewood Police Department. He is married to Ashley Marin, and is Hanna Marin's stepfather. In his spare time, he is a vigilante serial killer who targets other murderers who have evaded the justice system.
Y/n woke up early and started to get ready for work. When he went downstairs, he greeted his wife Ashley but she didn't let him kiss her. Now, he is confused about what is going on but Hanna knows why.
“Something wrong?” Y/n asked her.
“Nothing is wrong. I will buy coffee on my way to work” Ashley said.
She walked away and Hanna continues to eat her breakfast.
“Why she is mad?” Y/n asked.
“Wow. Y/n, you forgot your wedding anniversary and it was yesterday” Hanna said.
Y/n started to think and he finally remember now.
“I was busy with work and I forgot. Damn. Now, I have to make it up to her” Y/n said.
“Mom, want this pair of earrings and they are expensive. I will text you the picture of the earrings” Hanna said.
“Thanks, Hanna. Do you need a ride to school?” Y/n asked.
“No. Spencer will pick me up in a few minutes” Hanna said.
“Okay,” Y/n said.
Y/n did forget about the wedding anniversary. But he wasn't at work, but he knew that Ashley and Hanna would believe the lie that he was working late. He lives by the code that he was taught by his adoptive father, only kill who deserves it. He is afraid that if Ashley finds out then she won't love him. Last night, Y/n killed a rapist who got off easily. That made him angry and he had to do something about it.
“Hi. Hanna ready to go?” Spencer asked.
“Hey, Spencer,” Y/n said.
“Okay, I'm leaving now. And don't mess up mom’s gift” Hanna said.
“I won't mess it up,” Y/n said.
Hanna and Spencer left together, and now he starts to think about what to do so Ashley can forgive him.
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Y/n’s job called and he had to go drive to the crime scene. He grabbed the camera and start to take pictures of the blood splatter. He noticed a new blood splatter and he starts to take pictures. He starts to imagine how the blood splatter got there.
“I’m going to the lab to figure out how it all happened,” Y/n said.
“Y/n, call me when you got something. I have a feeling it's the same person” Linda Tanner said.
“Sure, no problem,” Y/n said.
Y/n left the crime scene and drove straight to the lab. Before he started to work, he called his wife and she picked up the call.
“Why did you call me?” Ashley asked.
“It’s lunch your break. Just making sure you ate something. And I am sorry I forgot our wedding anniversary. I promise to make it up to you” Y/n said.
“I’m going to get lunch. I'm still mad at you, I cooked dinner now it's in the fridge” Ashley said.
“I still feel bad. But I will make it up to you. I called to apologize and I'm glad you answered my call” Y/n said.
“Y/n, you should get back to work,” Ashley said.
“I will. I love you” Y/n said.
“I love you too, Y/n,” Ashley said.
Both of them hang up the call. Y/n starts to look at the pictures and starts to figure out what happened in the scene. He looked around and everyone is busy, he starts to search the address for his next victim. He quickly wrote down the address and the license plate.
Later, Y/n starts to do the report and told Linda about the blood splatter. Linda starts to talk about the other similar crime scenes.
Much later, Y/n walked by Linda’s office and she called him in.
“Y/n, can you look at these crime photos and tell me do you think it's the same killer?” Linda said.
“Where is the blood splatter?” Y/n asked.
“That's the problem, I don't know. I assume the killer killed them and then dump their bodies somewhere else. This killer has been killing criminals that we arrested. And the mayor wants me to figure out who did it” Linda said.
“In my opinion, nobody will miss them. They are just criminals” Y/n said.
“I know they were horrible people. But I don't need a vigilante taking the law into their own hands then everyone thinks it's okay to do whatever they want” Linda said.
“Do you have a lead?” Y/n asked.
“No, and that's the problem. Look, I need fresh eyes so I want you to look at the clues and tell me what I missed” Linda said.
“Okay, I will see what I can do,” Y/n said.
“Good,” Linda said.
It's good that she doesn't have lead. Now, I need to come up with a lie to throw her off my lead...
Y/n thought to himself and he left her office. He went to his office and he starts to look at the pictures very carefully.
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Ashley comes downstairs and Y/n starts to smile.
“Wow, Ashley you look so beautiful” Y/n smiled.
“Thank you. And you look very handsome” Ashley said.
She gave him a peck on the lips.
“It's still gross when parents kiss in front of their kid,” Hanna said.
“And where are you going?” Ashley asked.
“I’m going to sleep over at Spencer’s house with my friends,” Hanna said.
“Okay. Do you need a ride?” Ashley asked.
“Yeah, I need a ride,” Hanna said.
“Let’s go,” Y/n said.
He opened the car door for Hanna and Ashley. He starts to drive to Spencer’s house then he drives to an expensive restaurant in Rosewood.
At the restaurant, Y/n pulled out her chair, and she sits down. Then he sits down, she smiled at him.
“I do forgive you that you forgot our wedding anniversary,” Ashley said.
“That’s good to know. What happened last night, I heard you arguing over the phone” Y/n said.
“I was arguing with Tom. We were discussing Hanna’s college tuition and other stuff. Tom won't help me pay for Hanna’s college and I got angry” Ashley said.
“I will help you pay for her education. Whatever university she choices, I will help you to pay for it. Don't worry about it” Y/n said.
“Y/n thank you. I'm so happy that I am married to you” Ashley smiled.
“I’m happy to call you my wife,” Y/n said.
She leans in and she kissed him on the lips. They start to order dinner and talk about something else. Then Y/n takes out a small box and gives it to her and she opened the box.
“Y/n, how did you know I wanted these earrings” Ashley smiled.
“It's a secret and I can't tell you,” Y/n said then he winked.
The food arrived and they start to eat it. Y/n’s phone got an alert and he starts to read it.
“Is it your job?” Ashley asked.
“It's nothing,” Y/n said.
“Good. I thought they called you to come in so they can stop the vigilante. That is killing all the criminals” Ashley said.
“What do you think about the vigilante?” Y/n asked.
“Some criminals deserve what happens to them. Then everyone wants to take the law into their hands and will create even more chaos. But I do think the vigilante should be stopped” Ashley said.
“Oh okay. Yeah, everyone has different opinions about the vigilante” Y/n said.
I wonder if she would stay with me if she knew the truth...
Y/n thought to himself. A bit later, Y/n and Ashley start to slow dance together. She can't stop smiling at him, she gave him a peck on the lips.
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Y/n is at work on the computer, he is searching for a car of his next prey. Y/n found out that the criminal has two cars, and now he is trying to figure out what his plan will be to capture the criminal. Then he noticed Ashley walking into the room, he closed the tabs and smiled at her.
“Hey, love” Y/n said.
“Hey, sweetie. I wanted to surprise you and take you out for lunch” Ashley smiled.
“Y-yeah sounds great,” Y/n said.
They leave the police station and head to a restaurant. She started to talk about her day then she asked how is work going for him.
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Y/n takes out the knife from the criminal’s chest. He has blood all over his black shirt, he can feel the blood on his skin. He is breaking hard
“Now you won't but anyone else,” Y/n said to the dead body.
His cell phone starts to ring and it's Ashley. She called to remind him that he has to pick her up at work. He lied about working late again, now he has to hurry to get rid of the body. Y/n starts to cut the body into pieces.
Y/n does his killings in abandoned storage buildings. After cutting the body, he takes off his clothes threw them in the trash can, and lights it on fire. He watched the clothes burn then he the body into garbage bags, and he starts to get dressed. Y/n starts to drive around and throw the garbage bags in different parts of the city. Then Y/n starts to drive fast to pick up Ashley.
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Y/n arrived home late and he has a cut on his cheek. Ashley started to panic and she starts to ask many questions.
“Y/n, what happened!?” Ashley asked.
He has to lie and can't tell her that he just killed an abusive woman.
“Oh, I got it at work. Someone tried to steal my wallet but I got a cut on my face instead. I didn't call you, because I didn't want you to panic” Y/n said.
She smacked his arm.
“What was that for?” Y/n asked.
“You should have still called me. The good thing is you don't need stitches” Ashley said.
“I’m sorry I didn't call,” Y/n said.
She gave him a peck on the lips.
“Just be careful next time. I go to a self-defense class, maybe come with me next time” Ashley said.
“Maybe,” Y/n said.
She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and she starts to kiss him.
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Hi could I request a Xaden x reader where reader is super nice and kind of shy and is a marked one like Xaden. Possibly set during conscription day where Violet and Reader are in the same year and reader has to cross the parapet. Reader and Xaden are already in a pre-established relationship because they were in the same foster home.
Parapet
Xaden x reader
A/n: This is so cute anon omg 🥹
Warnings: slight anxiety, some angst, and fluff
Your heart was pounding as the end of Parapet grew closer and closer. The wind and rain making you wobbly on the narrow stone walkway. You would have lost your very small breakfast had it not been for the two kind girls in front of you. They gave you hope that the Riders Quadrant might not be terrible.
A few more steps. You can do it y/n, you're almost there and he'll be waiting for you, you thouught to yourself.
Two more steps, then you'll be on solid ground.
Violet jumped down. Immediately shaking from the adrenaline coursing through her body. You weren't ready for that and the nausea that would over come you. But you couldn't stay up here forever.
Without looking up from the ground you could feel Xaden's gaze on you. Leaping down onto the gravel you let out a deep breath. "Name?" A deep, familiar voice asks. Looking up at the man you love and have been separated from for two years your eyes sparkled. Tears threatened to spill out. You had to hold it together or you'd be targeted by whoever hates Xaden.
You could see it in his eyes that he wanted nothing more than to pll you into a tight embrace. Xaden bit back that boyish grin you knew all too well.
"Y/n y/l/n." He wrote it down, telling you to wait in the courtyard with the other cadets. You set out to find Rhiannon and Violet, wanting to make sure they were doing ok after one of the most stress inducing tasks you had ever faced.
After being put into your squads you started heading off to the dorms. Along with Violet and Rhi, you had been put in Fourth Wing, which to your relief, Xaden is Wing Leader.
Xaden grabbed your arm pulling you aside in the rotunda. You looked up at him as he tilted his head toward one of the massive pillars away from prying eyes. You followed until the two of you were covered by shadows. Once Xaden made sure you couldn't be seen he scooped you into his arms kissing you fiercely. Pouring all his emotions and love that he had bottled up for over two years.
Breaking apart an eternity later you rest your hands flat against his strong chest. Good gods! How much muscle had he gained since getting to Basgiath. You knew he was trained from his teenage years by your foster family, but still.
Xaden cradled your face in his large hands. You felt the callouses he had earned from training over the years. Gods you want those rough hands all over your body. To get reaquanted with every curve and crevice he left behind.
Your boyfriend stared deeply into your eyes. Like he was making sure his memories of you were correct. His thumb ran across three little freckles on your top lip that had shown up just after he left. Xaden let out a breathy laugh. "Those are new. So cute, so you." He breathed out. You smiled again. Letting the tears pricking your eyes flow now that you were alone.
"I missed you so much Xaden." You say softly just for him. He let his tears go at the sound of his name on your lips. "I read all of your letters over and over again." Xaden pulled you flush against his chest again, resting his head on yours.
"I missed you too my love." You gripped his tunic so hard your fingers started to cramp. You just couldn't imagine letting him go now that he was infront of you again.
Reluctantly pulling away Xaden held you by your shoulders to see all of you. "Are you ok? Did anyone give you trouble?" You lightly shook your head. "No, but I think I made friends. The two girls I stood with in formation." Xaden nodded slowly. He looked as if he was debating telling you a big secret that was killing him.
"Stick with them. I'm glad you're in my wing, that way I can protect you." You nodded, giving him another smile. Gods you were too kind and delicate for the Riders Quadrant. He should've fought harder to have you put in with the healers. Unfortunately General Sorrengail wouldn't budge on her decision.
Xaden lightly traces your relic on the side of your neck. A shiver runs through your body making you giggle. Xaden melted. He missed that sound. He missed you.
"Just keep your head down, stick to who you can trust - especially Liam - he'll watch you. We'll get through this ok." You nod again. It felt like that was all you could do. You still didn't trust your voice. If you tried to speak you'd probably burst into hysterics.
Xaden started walking you to the dorms. He drops your hand putting his arms behind his back. "When you get your own room I can come and see you. For now we'll just have to the day time."
"I'll take what I can get with you." You sigh. Xaden stops halfway down the hall. "I have to go, but I'll see you at dinner." "See you at dinner." Xaden gave you one last longing smile before turning on his heel, heading back down the hall.
Taking another deep breath you push the door to the dorms open. It was loud. People talking, making friends, and fighting over who's bunk is who's. You immediately spot Rhiannon and Violet. They were fierociously guarding three beds. Violet makes eye contact with you, a smile gracing her lips as she waved you over.
You rush over to the girls, throwing your pack on the bed they saved for you. "Thank you." "We didn't want you to miss out." You smiled at the two girls as you all started to set up your beds.
Something told you this wouldn't be so bad. And that this squad is where you're supposed to be.
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♡ txt binge-watching shows w/ their s/o
pairing: ot5!txt x reader
genre: LOL CRACK? fluff i guess
warnings: unserious-ness
a/n: my first try at headcanons......
Yeonjun
like Gossip Girl or PLL or something.
he seems like the kind of person to be really pissed at moments with shitty writing and you’d have to remind him that he eats it up every time.
omg, and he’d start arguments with you about hypotheticals HE MADE based on the show.
like, “y/n, what if me and you met again after 15 years and had kids but we were both single and eligible and hot. what would you do?” “yeonjun, i have no idea. it depends.” “oh, okay. you hate me then?”
he’d be so flip-floppy too. just agreeing with you to agree with you.
“omg.. she’s such a bitch. I hate her.” “I actually really like her character.” “no, yeah, me too. she’s so cool, i love her.”
then when you guys are having real-life drama, he’d get all frustrated about whatever's going on and be like, “this is just like when serena and blair had to fight with georgina.” and you’re like “yes, exactly!”
he’s sweet though, he’d side with whoever YOU’RE siding with just so you guys could have a bonding moment LOL. your faves are his faves (as far as you know..)
Soobin
ok so it is established that he is a weeb
I feel like he would turn on those animes that are like 700 eps and mostly filler and be like, “this is one of my faves!”
and then you can’t complain because he just said it’s one of his faves…
he would try to meet in the middle though and find some that you might also be into
keyword: try
he’d pull out the most obscure show on the most sketchy website with the most incorrect subtitles and be like, “no, y/n, i swear it’s super good.”
and then you give it a chance, and you ask him to explain it.
and he explains it pretty well, but when you ask again he’s getting all emotional about SOMETHING that’s going on and you’re like “???? why…”
you guys will find your fave though and it’s so sweet bc it’s something you guys really look forward to.
you won’t look at spoilers or watch ahead or anything like that. HE TAKES IT LIKE SUPER SERIOUSLY.
and then you guys will get all emotion together and it’s super cute.
Beomgyu
RuPaul's Drag Race
or like Love Island or the Bachelor or something.
would get super invested in the drama and take sides and everything.
I feel like if you liked someone he didn’t, he would take it personally and be like “BUT WHY???”
he’d fancy himself a prediction god and try to make bets on who will win and who will end up with who.
his real talent is consistently being wrong.
like “WATCH - this time i’m right!”
and then they’re out by, like, the third episode.
or when someone has a really funny or flirty conversation, he’d point to the screen and be like, “Us,” “Omg, that’s so us…” “Why is this lowkey us?”
he’d be DEVASTATED when his faves do not succeed.
it was clear they’d lose their challenge or whatever but he’s like “WTF????”
but would laugh in your FACE if your faves got eliminated
Taehyun
a show that really takes dedication to watch.
like Game of Thrones or The Walking Dead or Breaking Bad, or something
he would lowkey be pissed off if you watched an episode or two without him, or read spoilers online.
but then he would accidentally spoil stuff for you and watch episodes without you so…
I could sort of see this going two different ways
he’s like super invested in it and is dead silent throughout the episode, barely looking away from the screen
or he’s watching and he’s like, “oh, she’s for sure gonna die.” and you’re like, “what? no!” and then she dies five mins later.
then he treats the end of the episode like a podcast and talks to you for like an hour about why the characters did what they did, and what you guys think is gonna happen next.
kind of sweet cuz he would act uninterested at first and then become the most invested.
Kai
those cooking shows, but the ones where they’re really nice to each other.
like the Great British Baking Show, that show is so low pressure….
the contestants would be casually describing some incredibly complex dessert they’re making and he would go, “babe, we could definitely do that.”
no, you definitely could not!
you guys would confidently suck at making predictions, but you suck together! how cute!
“omg those are the cutest cakes ever! She has to come on top this episode!” “no, for sure. she’s been so consistently good!”
and then judging time comes and the cakes are bland, falling apart, undercooked, and burned at the same time.
and you two are like, “oh…”
he would also suddenly turn into a baking expert, like when someone is doing their thing he would yell at the screen.
“oh my god. too much salt! NOOOO, TOO MUCH SALT!” and you need to tell him to calm tf down.
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Every Minute, Every Second
Jason DiLaurentis x Montgomery!Reader
Based on the post-dollhouse episodes of PLL but not much relation to actual episodes.
No mentions of Y/n.
SUMMARY: You and the other liars have been rescued from the dollhouse and you finally reunite with your boyfriend who you've been infatuated with since you've met. He's always been affectionate with you, but now he never wants to let you go.
WARNINGS! Mentions of kidnapping, torture, abuse, etc. Smut!!
The sound of the fire alarm blaring in your ears made you anxious, reminding you of all the times Charles had turned on the ear bleeding sound through the speakers to torture you. Suddenly you became aware of your surroundings, noticing the heat from the fire that was spreading around you burning your skin. You watched as every last memory Charles had left of his life burn to ashes.
“Let’s go!” Spencer shouted, grabbing your arm as you and the rest of the girls rushed out of the room to safety.
You rushed down the dark narrow hallway, calling out for Mona. Who had been missing since earlier, “Help me please!” Mona screamed. You could hear her sobs coming from a room ahead of you. You ran toward the door, prying it open with your bruised hands. You looked around hastily, searching for Mona. As you looked down you saw a terrified Mona, her arms were wrapped around her chest as her sobs echoed through out the entire room. Though it looked more like a dungeon to you.
You and the girls found a long strand of thick rope, you used it to help pull Mona out of the hole. It took all your strength, still feeling weak from everything you had endured in the past three weeks. As you finally managed to free Mona, you and the girls ran down the hall, searching for escape. You stopped running once you reached the ladder toward freedom. You climbed as fast as you could, your hands shaking as your feet stumbled a few times. It seemed useless though as you could barely get the door open. The smoke started spreading throughout the bunker as it made its way into your lungs. The smoke scratched your throat, making your chest hurt from choking, but by some sort of miracle, the door came open as you ran out into freedom.
As you ran out you saw people who you thought you might never see again: Alison, Caleb, Toby. But most importantly you saw him. The man who you spent every second worrying about, wondering how he chose to cope. You froze in your place, locking eyes with him. You missed that blonde hair, remembering the times you’d run your fingers through it. But his eyes were what got to you, they were glassy, he looked like he was about to cry, they were somehow greener than you remembered. Even though they weren’t the color of the ocean, you still felt yourself drowning in them.
You broke out of your trance, darting over to him as fast a your feet would take you. You jumped into his arms, wrapping yours around his neck. His arms wrapped around your back, squeezing you so tight you thought you might explode, but you couldn’t bring yourself to care. The only thing that mattered in this moment was that he was there, in front of you.
You squeezed your eyes shut tightly, feeling the tears beginning to fall. He had one hand on your back and the other was in your hair. He couldn’t believe you were here, in his arms. He didn’t know if he could ever let you go again. Every minute he was awake, he spent searching for you. Every second of the day, he spent worrying that he would never see you again. He removed his arm from your back, now holding your face in his hands, looking into your eyes.
You could tell he was deep in thought, but right now all you wanted to do was kiss him. You pulled him close, attaching your lips to his, sighing into him. You missed him every minute you were in there. Every second. You put your hands in his hair, tugging at the strands. He kept his hands on your face, his thumbs rubbing your cheeks softly.
He pulled away hesitantly, pushing lose strands of hair behind your ear, “I love you.” He spoke softly, resting his forehead against yours. You should see the tears falling from his eyes, you brought your hand up to his face and wiped the tears away with your thumb.
“I love you too, Jase.” You said, your voice still slightly scratchy from the smoke. He pulled you into another tight embrace, resting his head on top of yours with his arms around your upper back. You wrapped yours around his waist as your head lay on his chest.
The EMTS wanted to take you to the hospital, considering you had inhaled a bunch of smoke. But mostly because of being kidnapped for three weeks, nobody had any idea on what happened to you and they needed to make sure there were no serious injuries. You told them you wouldn’t go unless Jason could go with you, not wanting to be alone another second. The whole time he held your hand, or ran his fingers through your hair. There was never a second he wasn’t touching you. You missed the small moments of intimacy like this.
At the hospital the doctors treated a small cut you hand on your forehead, and wrapped your bruised knuckles with bandages. They also gave you fluids as you were severely dehydrated, which didn’t surprise you as Charles had left you outside for almost three days straight. Luckily, there were no major issues so you were cleared to go the same day.
You wanted nothing more than to be with Jason, but your parents got to the hospital and wanted you and Aria to stay home for the time being. You couldn’t have been more disappointed, you understood, but it still pissed you off. Your parents had always been protective as parents should be, but right now the safest you felt was with Jason.
As you got home, you walked into your bedroom, feeling extremely uncomfortable. You couldn’t help but remember every moment of torture you had endured in the dollhouse. You wanted nothing more than to rip every thing off the walls, get rid of every item that was laid on your desk, rip each and every book off the shelves, but you didn’t. What you didn’t realize as you stared at your no longer comfort zone, was that Jason was behind you, assessing your every move. He wanted to say something, but he didn’t wanna scare you, he also didn’t wanna approach you just in case you flinched away. So, instead he knocked on your already open door.
You turned around to see him leaning against the door frame. In the dark you weren’t really able to see him, but now, in the dim light of your room, you got a good look at him. He looked different, his hair was tousled and you could see the puffiness of his eyes. You walked up to him and put your hand on his cheek, circling your thumb over it. He leaned into your touch, staring into your eyes.
“You don’t mind if I stay, do you?” He asked softly.
“Of course not,” You said, “I feel safer when you’re here.” You confessed. He grabbed the hand that was on his face and pulled it away so he was now holding your hand. He stepped inside your room and closed the door. He pulled you over to the bed, lying down first and pulling you on top of him. You cuddled into his chest, grasping his shirt into your hands.
You knew the moment was entirely chaste right now but you couldn’t help but feel a burning feeling for him. You haven’t been able to entirely feel him in three weeks, you missed the moments when he would lather your entire body with soft kisses, leaving marks where only he could see.
You pulled your head up from his chest and sat up straight on his lap, looking into his sea green eyes. You planted your hands on his lower torso, just above the waistband of his pants. He looked into your eyes, searching for what was going through your head in this exact moment. His question was answered when you leaned in and kissed him, your hands running down his body.
He put his hands on your face pulling you away momentarily, “As much as I’d like to, are you sure you want to?” He asked, pushing the lose strands of hair behind your ear.
“Yes, I’m sure. I need to feel you.” You answered desperately, putting your hands under his shirt. He sighed at the feeling of your hands on his skin. You leaned back down, kissing him harder. His hands found their way to your hips, squeezing slightly. You moaned into the kiss as he sat up, the friction making you ache for him. You broke the kiss, tugging at his shirt. He assisted you on taking it off, giving you full view of his body.
He flipped you over on your back, hovering over you as blonde strands of his hair dangled above your face. You traced one of your fingers down his abdomen, making his shiver. He grabbed your hands and pinned them to the sides of your head, but not forcing them to stay there. You knew if you asked him to be rough with you, he would say no, in fear of hurting you, so you didn’t ask.
He planted kisses down your throat, sucking at the one spot he knew would get a reaction out of you. You whimpered, fidgeting beneath him. He smirked into your neck, putting his hands under your sweater, just resting beneath your bra. He pulled your sweater over your head and tossed it on the floor. He began kissing all the way down your body, from your collarbone, to your chest, all the way down to your abdomen, stopping when he reaches your the waistband of your cotton shorts. He looked up at you for permission, when you nod he pulls them down and tosses them on the floor by your previously discarded sweater.
He hovers over you, running his hands all over your body, making you whine for him to touch you. His hand slides down to your thigh, rubbing circles with his thumb just before he slides it further up. His fingers trace over your underwear, putting the tips of his fingers in to pull them completely off, making you feel slightly insecure under his gaze. He somehow senses your fears and kisses you with so much passion and neediness that you think you’ll implode.
“You’re beautiful, so beautiful.” He mumbles, snaking his hands behind your back to unclasp your bra and disregard it with the rest of your clothes. Your completely vulnerable beneath him and he knows it.
You shiver as his hands trail from beneath your back and down your waist and hips.
“Jase.” You whine, clenching against nothing. He knows what you want and he knows exactly how to give it to you. He wasn’t going to deprive you now. He trails his fingers down your thighs, all the way down your legs and stops as he reaches your ankles. You let out a shaky breath, trying not to unravel completely.
He throws your legs over his shoulders, holding down on to your hips, pushing you into the mattress to keep you from moving. In one swift movement, he attached his mouth to your clit, sucking harshly. You moaned his name, tugging at his hair. You attempted to squeeze your thighs together but his hands kept you pried open.
You loved the way his muscles tensed as he wrapped his arms around your legs, holding you in place. It just turned you on that much more. He always noticed the “sneaky” glances you’d take at him, though he’d never admit it to you.
“Jase, please.” You begged, wanting to feel all of him. He seemed to understand what you meant as his mouth left your clit. You sighed, the sudden emptiness leaving you desperate for something more. He let go over your legs, hovering back over you. You pushed the blonde strands of hair out of his face and pulled him into a needy kiss. You hands trailed from his face to the waist band of his sweatpants. You were quick to untie the strings, tugging his pants down. He assited you, pulling them down the rest of the way. He reacted quick, grinding into you desperately. You whimpered at the sudden friction, feeling yourself getting wetter.
“Don’t tease.” You mumbled, almost incoherently. He chuckled at your neediness, loving how he got you all riled up underneath him. You put the tips of your fingers in his boxers, pulling them down. You really did not want to waste any time.
“Someones a little desperate.” He joked, watching your every movement. You looked at him as you rolled your eyes. He leaned his forhead against yours, searching your eyes for any sense of regret. But the only thing he saw was love. He kissed you passionately as he pushed into you. You moaned into his mouth, the sudden feeling of being stretched out hurting you ever so slightly. He was doing his best to go easy on you, making sure you were comfortable the whole time. Usuaully, you would protest against the delicacy, but this was different. You were making love, not fucking.
He thrusted in and out of you at a steady pace, his hands were in your hair, keeping his lips attached to yours the entire time. You could tell he was resisting the urge to go faster, you knew it wouldn’t be the only time he walked on eggshells around you. As tired and bruised up from the dollhouse as you were, you needed him to go faster.
“Jason, go faster.” You whined, wrapping your arms around his neck tightly.
“I don’t wanna hurt you.” He mumbled, maintaining his steady but slightly wavering pace.
“You won’t, I promise.” You assured, bucking your hips upword, trying to get as much of him in you as possible. He looked at you for any sign of reluctance, but was met with none. He started moving in you faster.
“Jason.” You moaned his name, turning him on more. He got quicker, more rapid, as he thrust in and out of you. You closed your eyes tightly, sighing at the overwhelming pleasure. You felt your walls tightening, you knew you were close. You whimpered, feeling yourself ready to completely fall apart beneath him.
“Shh, just let go.” He whispered in your ear, making you shudder. You felt your body giving into him, you couldn’t hold it in anymore. You came around him, causing him to groan in your ear. His thrusts began wavering, clearly chasing his own release. You noticed he was about to pull out, but you put your hands on his biceps to stop him.
“Don’t.” You pleaded, you knew it was risky, but you really wanted to feel all of him.
“You sure?” He asked, uncertainty in his eyes. You put your arms around his neck and nodded, looking at him with doe eyes. He pushed into you a few more times before he came inside of you, burying his head into your neck as he did.
You put hands in his hair, twisting the strands around between your fingers. You were both a panting mess against each other, your hair was messy, lip gloss smudged, him leaking out of you. Every minute, and every second of it was perfect.
Soo, this is my first imagine, so I hope you like it. I'm not familiar with writing smut, so if there's anything I can do to fix it, lmk! I write stories on Wattpad, and I'm currently in the process in writing a Jason fic and Derek Hale. They're not published yet, but once they get to at least twenty chapters I'm going to post it.
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When It All Falls Apart - Chapter 11
Pairing- ex!Jensen x Padalecki Reader
Word count- 4,674
Warnings- Some language. Dealing with a breakup. Sad reader. Angst, If I missed something let me know!
A/N-II'm interested to see what you all think about this one. Jensen is wrapping up his time in Toronto, and this brings a visitor to Austin. A little off canon, SPN ended after 10 years. We still got all the characters in during that time though. Thank you to @writercole and @leigh70 for your help with this. You two are amazing!!
Summary-Y/N Padalecki loved acting on Supernatural. Working alongside your older brother and your boyfriend, but after ten seasons the guys have chosen to hang up the guns. Now the three of you are moving on to other projects, but that’s all that needs to change right? While you have moved to Austin to be closer to your family and boyfriend, Jensen is working elsewhere. Distance is only the start of your troubles.
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The nice thing about your first day on Walker? It was everyone’s first day. When you joined Supernatural, they had already been working together for a couple seasons. You were the new kid who had to figure out where she fit in on her brother's playground.
There were a few scenes with the whole Walker family, so you had a chance between takes and set ups to get to know your new cast mates. You and Keegan, hit it off. During one of the breaks, you can’t help but ask what it was like working on Pretty Little Liars. He laughs at that.
“Dude, that show was my guilty pleasure. Please?” you plead. “Did you know the ‘A’ secrets ahead of time? What were the girls like?”
“You do know the show wrapped right? Like a few years ago.”
“Yes, I saw the finale. It was nuts.”
“It was,” he laughs again.
“Please Toby won’t you share?” you ask with a laugh.
Shaking his head at your use of his PLL character’s name he responds, “maybe another time when I don’t have to be Liam in a few minutes.”
He takes some pictures and behind the scenes videos and posts them on his Instagram, announcing the first day of filming, tagging you, Jared and a few other cast mates.
The rest of the work week goes by very quickly. Before you know it, it’s Saturday and you are loading up your car and Jared’s truck with the rest of your things. The four of you make the trip over to your new place. You and Jared start to unload his truck while Gen and Tom watch, stepping away from the truck a box is taken out of your hand, shocking you. Turning you see Jeff holding it with a smile.
“Surprise. Couldn’t let that one over there take all the credit for helping you. Plus, I have to know where I can find my little sister too.”
You laugh at that, “Thanks, I appreciate the help. Ulterior motivated, but still help.” Grabbing another box you lead them all upstairs to your new apartment.
Unlocking the door, you let them all in before following. You don't notice the look Jared and Jeff share. Gen bites her bottom lip as she looks around before raising her eyebrows at Jared.
“It’s small in here,” Tom is the first to speak.
‘Yeah, but it’s just me, so it’s alright,” you tell him.
“It’s cute,” Gen finally speaks up.
Jared doesn’t want her carrying anything, so she and Tom stay in the apartment and she begins opening some of the boxes of clothes while the three of you carry in the rest. It doesn’t take long to get everything inside. Some of your things are still at still stored at your brother's place.
“How long of a lease did you sign?” Jeff carefully asks once everything is unloaded..
“It was only available for four months.”
“Good,” he answers without thinking. “To know, so you won’t be able to hide from us,” he quickly finishes
“I don’t think you could hide from anything in here,” Jared mumbles, but you don’t hear him.
You had gone to help Gen in the bedroom area and come back to your two brothers in the kitchen. It looks even smaller than before with them standing in it. You finally get everyone to clear out, and you are alone for your first night in your new place.
It was a restless night; it will take some time to get used to a new place, especially one with so many outside noises. There is a text from Jared asking how your first night went, and you respond before walking to the kitchen. The empty cupboards and fridge dictate your plans after a shower. Heading to the grocery store, you grab what you need to get you through the week.
The following week has you scheduled for four days of filming. You spend your off days in your apartment, or at the onsite gym and pool. Gen and Tom stop by on Tuesday, your nephew was having a hard time not seeing you as frequently as he had become used to. He asked for a snack, but wasn’t happy with what was in your cupboard. Protein bars just aren’t his thing apparently. On Thursday you receive a text from Kenzie.
Mack-Hey lady! How are you doing? I’ll be in Austin this weekend, are you free Sunday?
You- Hi Kenz, I don’t know of anything going on.
Mack- Great! Are you up for grabbing lunch or shopping? Something?
You-Yeah, sure. Whatever you feel like.
You haven’t talked to her since your birthday. You’d be lying if you said you weren’t nervous about seeing her now that you and Jensen were no longer together. She had to know by now right?
Tom comes to set with Gen on Friday, he walks over and hands you a bag when you finish filming your scene.
“Thanks bud, what’s this?”
“It’s for your new home.”
You open it up and find a big box of goldfish crackers inside.
“Oh, uh..thanks Tom.”
“Dad says Unca Jensen comes home this weekend. Now you have something for him, not those yucky bars.”
“Great. Thanks.”
Gen gives you a side hug as he runs to his dad. “Sorry, we haven’t explained the break up to him yet.”
“That’s alright.”
Jared, carrying Tom over his shoulder, makes his way over. “Hey, we’re doing tacos tonight. Do you want to come over for dinner?”
“Thanks, but I have plans tonight.”
“Plans? You never have plans. What are they?” your brother pushes.
“None of our business,” Gen answers while pushing him away. “We’ll see you later, Y/N.”
So your plans might have been watching movies with a bag of popcorn on the couch, but they were still plans right? You could handle being on your own again just fine.
Up in Toronto, Jensen is going through his apartment. Checking that he has everything all packed up. Filming wrapped the day before, there is a get together tonight and then he is out of here tomorrow. A majority of his things were shipped out earlier in the week. He just has two suitcases and a carry on going back with him tomorrow. The benefit of renting a fully furnished place, there isn’t as much to take or bring back.
Not finding anything he missed, he sits down on the couch next to his carryon. Pulling open the front pocket he removes the black box he has looked at every night since he found it. In a way it has become a reminder of his failures. Just over a month ago he would have been excited to be going back to Austin and being with his girl. Now he was just going back to Austin.
Jensen is standing next to one of the bars set up around the room that evening, when Eric finds him.
“How are you doing?” his friend asks.
“Alright, you?”
“I’m fine, but I’m not the one with problems at home. Ya buy your knee pads yet?”
“You’re hilarious, Eric. I’m not sure what’s going to happen there.”
The two talk for a bit before Eric moves on to make his rounds among the cast and crew. He talks with Karl and Chase, before they move on to other groups. Claudia keeps seeming to pop up at his side, but he isn’t up to talking much with her. When Jensen feels he has been there for a suitable amount of time, he says his farewells.
He crashes on the couch that night, his bed already stripped. The next morning comes too soon as he quickly showers and throws on travel clothes and a hat to head to the airport and his early morning flight.
Thankfully, there aren’t too many people at the airport at 5 am, and he is able to get through check-in and security without too much of a wait. Finding a coffee is the first thing on his list once he’s past security. Taking a muffin with him, he slowly makes his way down to the terminal to wait for the flight to board. The closer it gets to take off the more the seats fill up. He pulls the baseball cap down a little lower to try and avoid being recognized.
The three and half hour flight is a rougher one, good thing he’s gotten used to flying over the years. He is surprised to see Mackenzie waiting for him after he grabs his luggage, he had been planning on just grabbing a taxi to drop him off a few houses down from his. She walks over to give him a hug and grabs the handle of one of his three bags.
“Hey, how was the flight?”
“Awful. What are you doing here?”
“Good to see you too, brother dear.”
“I just wasn’t expecting you.”
“Mom told me you were flying in, and gave me the flight details. I didn’t think you had anyone else picking you up.”
“Yeah, not this time.” Neither one brings up that it should have been you there instead.
The rest of the walk to the car is a quiet one, once it’s loaded they are off to his place. Before she can start asking questions, he turns the radio up to discourage conversation. Luckily, she lets it go, he just doesn’t know the reason she didn’t put up a fight. Once Kenzie pulls into his driveway she gets out and grabs another bag from the backseat, along with one of Jensen’s. He gives her a questioning look when he notices it while walking to the front door.
“I’m crashing here tonight, I need some catch up time. Figured, I could help make sure the house was in order before I left.”
“Did mom just mention that I was coming home, or she send you down?”
She just smiles and continues past him to the door. “Are you going to come open this or what?”
“This why you didn’t push to talk in the car? You knew you weren’t just going to drop me off.”
“Whatever would I push you to talk about?” she questions with a smirk.
With a shake of his head, Jensen unlocks the door and heads inside to shut off the alarm. He sets his bags by the stairs and heads to grab a bottle of water from the kitchen. He walks past the counter, pauses and turns back to look at it. Sitting near the edge is a house key and a garage remote, the ones he gave you. He stares at them a moment before continuing to the fridge, but instead of pulling out a water he walks out of the kitchen with a beer.
“Little early for that, don’t you think?” his sister questions.
“It’s almost noon in Toronto right now,” he replies as he sits down on the couch.
“You want to talk about it?” She asks, sitting across from him.
“Toronto’s a nice place, but I’ve been there before.”
“I didn’t mean the city, Jay.”
“The cast? The show? They were both great, but mom is so not allowed to watch.”
“Jensen, I was referring to Y/N and you know it.”
He’s quiet before replying to Mack, “next topic.”
“Jay, what happened?” she softly pushes. “When you were home Father’s Day weekend, you said everything was good.”
“Why did no one tell me it was Father’s Day weekend?” He tries to change the subject.
“I guess we thought you knew, and would be home that weekend for Y/N’s birthday anyway.”
He looks at his sister, “You knew it was her birthday?”
“Mom and I knew it was on Saturday, yes.”
“No one said anything. But you both asked if I saw her, you could have said why.”
“Really? We both thought you knew, you were always on top of those things especially with Y/N. When you said you were busy Saturday, we figured it was with her. When we talked to Y/N that day, she was here waiting for you to come home. She told mom she thought you saying you had meetings was to surprise her. Not one of us ever expected you to forget her birthday.”
Hearing this, Jensen felt even worse than before about forgetting your birthday.
“What happened?”
Hanging his head with a sigh, he shrugs. “I don’t really know. I guess time went faster than I thought. I knew filming was coming to an end in a few weeks, but I still didn’t put it together that it was already into June. Not until I was back on set the next week.”
“Did you talk to her about it?”
“I meant to. Guess I had it in my head that I did, but I found her gift in my safe last week. I never gave it to her.”
“Did she really come up to Toronto to break up with you, like that chick said in the interview?”
He looks up in confusion, before it dawns on him. “You mean Claudia? I don’t know how she even found out about it. Jared said he and Gen were hoping things would be better if she came up and saw me, so I guess breaking up wasn’t her intent when she arrived.”
“So something happened when she was there?”
“I guess.”
“Care to elaborate? Something tells me that’s a big part of the story.”
He gives her a brief recap of that weekend, he had work things, she was on her own. The group went out for dinner and Kripke ran into her and invited her along. “I might have been upset about that, and maybe didn’t handle it in the right way,” he finishes up.
“What’s not the right way?”
“I might have pushed her to leave the restaurant.”
“Jensen, you didn’t. You friggin idiot.”
He nods, “when I got back to the apartment her bag was packed and she was waiting for me. She said,” he pauses as he wills the tears forming away, “that she couldn’t do whatever us was, didn’t even know what we were anymore. That she wasn’t important to me. My life was too busy and she didn’t fit in it anymore.”
“What did you say when she said this?”
“That I didn’t know what she was talking about, and everything I do is for the two of us.” In a quieter voice he says, “might have told her to be out of the house before I got back too.”
Mack is quiet as she takes in everything he said.
Jensen continues before she can speak. “Talked to Jare at the last convention. He said she’s been hurting for a while, because of how things were. I never saw it.”
“Wow. One, you’re an ass. Two, you didn’t have any inkling she was feeling any of that? Had she mentioned anything before when you guys talked?”
He hangs his head once again, “That was the other thing they both said, we didn’t talk anymore.”
“Is that true?”
He just shrugs, looking around the room. His eyes settle on the dvd laying by the tv. It was the last one you two had watched together.
“I just always thought you two would be forever,” Mack comments.
“Me too, already bought the ring.”
“You did?”
He just nods.
“Are you going to try and fix things?”
“She deserves better,” he finally mumbles.
Mackenzie doesn’t get anything else out of him. Leaving him alone for a bit, she works on dusting and vacuuming before coming back to try and get him to go to the grocery store with her, but he won’t leave the couch. His bags stay by the stairs, and she notices he is on his third beer before she leaves for the store.
Returning an hour later, he is still in the same spot. The third bottle of beer was the last one in the house, so at least he didn't have anything more to drink while she was gone. The only thing different is the jar of peanut butter and spoon sitting in front of him.
“Alright, time to take your luggage upstairs. Come on, let’s move.”
She finally gets him upstairs, and starts on a light dinner while he’s busy. The rest of the evening is a quiet one. Mack isn’t sure if she should be surprised or not over how bad he is taking the breakup. She can’t help but wonder what kind of shape you are going to be in tomorrow.
When your alarm goes off Sunday, it takes a moment for you to realize why you even set it. Oh yeah, shopping and lunch with Kenzie. Dragging yourself out of bed you make your way to the bathroom to get ready.
A text comes through while you are drying your hair.
Mack-I’m almost ready, do you want me to swing by and pick you up?
You- You don’t have to do that.
Mack- I want to, that we can spend more time together.
You- If you’re sure.
After entering your new address you hit send and quickly finish your hair and makeup. As you are making sure you have everything you need in your purse, there is a knock at the door. Opening it up, you find a smiling Mackenzie on the other side. She gives you a hug before walking in and looking around.
“This is…um. Where’s the rest of it?” she finally asks.
“Good to see you too, Kenz.”
“It’s always good to see you, Y/N. But seriously, is there more to this place? I’m standing in the living room and so are your kitchen and bedroom.”
“It’s not that bad,” you defend. “There’s a pool and a gym that I have access to.”
“Great.”
“I was just checking my purse, then I’m ready.”
Throwing the apartment keys in your bag after locking the door you follow Kenzie out to the car. She doesn’t ask any questions as she drives to Barton Creek Square, just talks about what she has been up to lately. After she parks at the JCPenny’s entrance the two of you get out and head inside.
Walking through the department store, you browse the first floor before riding the escalator to the second. Mackenzie is looking through the toddler clothes for her nephew Levi, while you find yourself wondering over to the baby department. You don’t hear her walk over to you, as you are looking through the bottom shelf. Noticing the feet beside you, you look up at her sad face.
“What’s wrong?” you question, standing up.
She just shakes her head.
“I’ve known you too long for that, what’s up?”
“It’s just, I didn’t used to think it would be too much longer and I would be picking up these for your and Jay’s baby. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have brought it up, I just...”
A sad smile spreads over your face, “There have been a few that have caught my eye, where I’ve thought Jens would love this one. I get it. Let’s get out of here.”
After both of you pay for the items you picked up, you walk out into the mall’s second story. Checking out the shops as you pass, nothing catches your eye before you reach the center of the mall.
Deciding to walk toward the end with Dillard's first, you turn to the right. Browsing through a few stores, you once again make your way to the middle and head down to the other end.
“California Pizza Kitchen, was down this way right?” Mack asks.
“Yeah, it is.”
“Want to grab lunch?”
“Sure.”
You walk down one side and look through those stores before coming back up the other aisle. You don’t know who you forgot about the store right next door to the restaurant.
Coming up to the Dallas Cowboys Pro Shop, you stop. Kenzie is almost to the restaurant when she realizes you aren’t with her. Turning around she sees you staring into the previous shop.
“Did you want to go in there first?”
“No, no, I’m good.” With one last look you make your way over to the restaurant.
As you order drinks and food, Kenzie can pick up on a dip in your mood, just like in JCPenny’s.
“What’s on your mind, and before you say nothing, remember I know you too.”
Giving her a small smile, you look down at the table as you answer. “I don’t think I’ve made a trip here where I haven’t gone to the Pro Shop and picked something up for Jensen.”
“Do you want to talk about it?”
“The store?”
She gives you a bitch face, “Oh my god you are as bad as my brother!”
You give her a tight smile and look around the crowded restaurant. “Not here.”
Mack understands what you mean, “Alright, I’ll let it go for now.”
She asks about Walker, and the Netflix mini series that wrapped up. You ask how Jeremy, her parents, and brother’s family are. Jensen used to keep you up on all of that. Conversation died down when the pizza and bread arrived. The leftovers are boxed up when the two of you are finished and put in a bag to go.
Having walked the second floor of the mall, you take the escalator down to the first floor to check out those stores. After browsing Bath and Body Works new scents you manage to leave that store empty handed. A new pair of workout shoes, and some workout pants are all that catch your attention. It was obvious to Kenzie, your heart and mind just aren’t into this shopping trip. After a quick stop at the Cheesecake Factory for dessert to go and Soul Popped for some popcorn, the two of you are on your way back to your place.
Jensen receives a call from Jared, while Kenzie is out doing whatever it was she had to do this afternoon.
“Hey man.”
“Hey Jare.”
“Um, So are you back in town?”
“Yeah, got back last night.”
“That’s…that’s good.”
“Yeah.”
There was a little bit of awkward silence the two of them didn’t usually have. It seems like they aren’t really sure where their friendship stands.
“Well, Tom keeps asking about you, and I told him I would call and see if you wanted to come over and hang by the pool?”
Jensen bites down on his lip as he thinks over the invitation. It used to be a no brainer, but after the conversation with his sister yesterday he really doesn’t think he can face Y/N right now.
“I miss my little buddy, but I don’t know if today will work. Kenzie’s in town today. She had something to go out and do, but I expect her back anytime and I don’t know what she has planned.”
“Oh, alright. Have a nice time with your sister.”
“Thanks. Maybe we can take him down to the park he likes one day this week?” Jensen throws his head back, usually it’s you taking Tom out with him.
“Sure, I’ll check my and Gen’s filming schedule for this week and see what we have going on.”
“Sounds good.”
“Alright, I’ll talk to you later then Jackles. Have a good one.”
“Thanks Jpad. See ya.”
Mack pulls into the empty parking spot near your apartment and hops out. She grabs the leftovers from lunch while you carry the cheesecake and your purchases. You set the shopping bag on your bed and take the dessert to the kitchen where she is already putting the pizza in the fridge. She starts opening the few cupboards looking for plates and utensils for the cheesecake. You help her out before you both move over to the couch.
“Alright now are you ready to talk about it? And if you even think about saying, ‘about what,’ I’m going to scream.”
Setting the barely touched desert down, you sit back on the couch and look at your friend. “I guess I just don’t fit in his life anymore. I think he’s ready to move on to his new co-star anyway.”
“For what it’s worth, I think my brother is a major idiot, but he hasn’t moved on to anyone else.”
“I was… was just convenient when we were working together in Vancouver. He never had time to talk anymore. I had to call him, I think he’s called me once in the last few months. I went to see him, and other things came up that were more important than spending time together.” You shrug not sure what else to say.
“What could have been more important than seeing you?” she questions.
“Going out with his castmates for drinks or golfing.”
“Shit, I’m sorry for all that. I really am. Mom and I were so surprised to hear you two broke up.”
You just nod your head. “I wasn’t sure what he’d tell you.”
“We heard from the interview. Honestly, he has barely talked to any of us lately either.”
“Oh, so you heard I went up there just to break up with him. That’s not how it happened.”
“I know.”
You stop and stare at her.
“He talked to me a little bit last night about Toronto, and what happened that weekend. Eventually he told me what he did and what happened. I don’t blame you at all.”
“Thanks.”
You can’t help the tears that begin to flow. Kenzie puts down her plate and scoots closer to wrap you in a big hug.
“I really thought he was it for me, you know,” you manage to get out between sobs.
“I know, I know, honey,” Kenzie squeezes you tighter and curses out her brother in her head.
When you finally calm down she moves back. You get up to go wash your face. She has the television on Hallmark when you return. The two of you watch the Christmas in July movie in silence while you pick at your cheesecake.
“Okay, but what is the deal with this place?” she finally asks.
You look around and shrug. “It came fully furnished. I sold all my furniture when I moved to Texas and in with your brother.”
“You did?”
“Yeah, his house was set. We didn’t need the hassle of moving more than my clothes and personal items.”
“So that’s why you got this place?”
“Yeah. And it didn’t need a long term contract.”
“So are you still looking for another place?”
Biting your lip you study the blonde in front of you. “Can you keep this to yourself?”
“Of course.”
“I’m thinking of moving back to L.A. at the end of the year.”
“What! Why?”
“Because everything here reminds me of your brother. I just can’t handle being reminded of him all the time. Being with Jensen was the reason I moved here in the first place.”
“What about Walker?”
“I think I’m going to see if they can scale back how often my character is on. Maybe be just a guest star or something.”
“Oh wow.” A minute later she softly asks, “Do you still love him?”
Closing your eyes and shaking your head you almost whisper “I don’t want to. I shouldn’t, he’s probably already moving on. I just can’t get that through to my heart.”
There isn’t much more said after that. The movie neither of you have been paying attention to, finishes, and Kenzie gets up to leave. She gives you a big hug before descending the steps.
“Call me if you ever need anything. I’m still here for you, so are my parents. Love ya girl!” she calls out.
“Thanks Mack. Same goes for you. Love you, drive safe!” You watch her pull out before heading back inside. Grabbing a bag of popcorn you collapse down on the couch with your Hallmark movies for company. When the heroine eventually finds her Mr. Right, you can’t help the tears that fall thinking how you lost yours.
Thank you for reading!
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○ Christian ○ call me bee or bug ○ she/ her ○ infp-t writer ○ azaleas, picrews, and sims ○ wattpad is keeperofthelostsleep ○ no smut, y/n, or x readers ○ singer, writer, reader, photographer (of inanimate objects) ○ I always try to be nice ○
main things I like:
○ kotlc ○ pjo/ hoo (book) ○ pjo (show) ○ 12 monkeys (show) ○ teen wolf (show) ○ merlin (bbc) ○ ouat in wonderland ○ psych (2006) ○ charmed (og) ○ haven (syfy) ○ mitski ○ indila ○
some other things:
○ tpq (aru shah) ○ sisters grimm ○ willow falls ○ sxf (manga) ○ elementary ○ asoue (show) ○ ouat (not s7) ○ clone wars (show) ○ paf ○ eah ○ (some) marvel ○ stranger things ○ pll (show) ○ clue (og movie) ○ aladdin (og movie) ○ disney (just some of the princess movies, like anastasia and brave) ○ occasionally some myths (usually starring women ○
major fandom thoughts:
kotlc- sokeefe shipper; stitz shipper; dexiana shipper; tiana shipper; keefe defenders; lover of platonic sokeefitz; firm believer that dex and linh aren't cinnamon rolls and that tam isn't emo, overdramatic, or a cold person
pjo/hoo- lover of rachel; hater of how rick wrote calypso; number one percy jackson defender; lover of grover underwood
12m- lover of the entire cast. they're all perfect "they murdered-" hush.
tw- anti steter or sterek; shipper of both stydia and stalia; shipper of both scira and scallison; lover of kira yukimura, defender of derek's pack trio
m(bbc)- huge freylin and gwenthur shipper; lover of arthur pendragon; lover of all of the cast just especially arthur
og charmed- lover of prue halliwell; hater of phoebe halliwell; lover of cole turner; lover of chris halliwell; hater of the charmed sisters in later seasons (they're super rude, but I like some of the development)
haven (syfy)- nathan is literally awesome; DUKE. MY LOVE. GET THERAPY. AND HUGS. AND THERAPY.; audrey and audrey are both fun, better when nice to duke
mitski- geyser>>>; be the cowboy>>>>
indila- ainsi ba la vida and ego>>>>
tags:
kits4!- kotlc in the sims. lmk ab your hcs. any hcs are welcome. probably gonna raise their grandparents bcz I'm too deep in this family tree lol
kap!au- kotlc in pjoverse and pjo in kotlcverse. may or may not write it out.
twilomiwb- mainly kotlc writing kinda stuff but not fics usually
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Secret
Jason Dilaurentis x Female!Reader
Warnings: mentions of drug abuse, short
Summary: Y/n is Allison’s best friend and Jason is interested in her.
Y/n L/n had been a friend of the Dilaurentis family ever since she was a little girl. She had grown up with them. She was practically part of their family.
As she became older, Jason started to see her as more than a family friend. She had matured quicker than any of her other friends and Jason took notice.
Y/n took notice as well, and the pair became close. Closer than her and Allison were. They began to hang out nearly everyday and Y/n considered Jason her closest friend, even though he had an issue with drug abuse.
When he left after Ali’s death, Y/n was lost. She eventually moved on and got closer with the girls.
Just as she felt like she was back to normal, he had come back.
The first time she saw him was from her house. Y/n lived right across the street from the Dilaurentis house and when Jason returned, his shirtless figure wasn’t hard to miss.
“Oh my god, you’re staring at Jason!” Hanna said, sitting on her bed.
“I’m not staring at him! I’m just making sure nothing gets into my yard!” Y/n said and Hanna rolled her eyes, knowing that her friend was lying.
The second time she spotted him was when she was on a run, she nearly toppled over his tools that had fallen onto the sidewalk.
“Woah there,” Jason said and reached out to catch Y/n before she fell.
“Sorry- I should have watched where I was going” She said and Jason shook his head.
“No, it’s my fault” He spoke and Y/n nodded her head.
“It was good seeing you, Jason.”
The third time she saw Jason was when he showed up outside her house, soaking wet from the rain.
“Jason? What are you doing here?” Y/n asked and he looked up at her.
“Can we talk?” He said and she nodded, leading him inside.
“Let me get you a towel” She said and grabbed him one from the closet.
“Can we maybe…?” Jason started “Catch up? Go to dinner this week?” He asked and Y/n nodded her head, a small smile on her face.
“I’d love that Jason. Come sit on the couch and I’ll make you some hot cocoa.” She said and moved to the kitchen.
Y/n got so engrossed in making the cocoa that she didn’t feel Jason’s presence behind her until he gently placed his hands on her shoulders.
She almost immediately leaned back into him, her heart racing.
“Jason, what are you doing?” She asked and he turned her to face him.
“I missed you, Y/n” He whispered and her breath hitched.
“I missed you too, Jason” She said and he smirked, gently leaning down towards her.
Y/n took this as him wanting to kiss her and she leaned up, before their lips connected though, Jason moved back a bit.
“God you are such a tease” Y/n remarked.
“Only for you” Jason said and connected their lips, pressing Y/n against the counter.
This continued until they were interrupted by a phone ringing.
Y/n giggled as Jason answered, talking to whoever was on the line before he hung up, pressing his lips to hers again almost immediately.
This was going to be a long night.
#jason dilaurentis#jason dilaurentis x reader#x y/n#pll x reader#pretty little liars#pretty little liars x reader#aria montgomery#spencer hastings#emily fields#hanna marin#alison dilaurentis#jason dilaurentis x y/n
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Pizza, Messages, Truth - Jason Dilaurentis
Jason x Fem!Reader
Warnings: none
Word count: 467
Summary: Getting -A messages and not telling Jason and you leave your phone with him while going to pay for pizza. Jason finds all the messages. Your gonna have to explaining to do.
Masterlist
Pretty Little Liars Masterlist
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“Did you order the pizza?” Y/n asked as they both entered her room.
“Yup. It should be here any minute.” Jason nodded.
And just like he said the doorbell went off not even 2 minutes later.
“That must be the pizza.” Y/n leapt off the bed.
“Here.” Jason handed her the cash for the pizza.
“Thank you. I’ll be right back.” She kissed him on the cheek in thanks, before going down stairs to get their dinner.
While Y/n was gone doing that her phone went off on the bed. Jason picked it up, deciding to check it to make sure it wasn’t anything urgently important. But that quickly changed when he saw that it was a message from -A. Jason found a ton of other messages from -A.
Y/n re-entered her room to see Jason holding her phone, and the smile fell off her face.
“I thought you said this stopped?” Jason didn’t even look up at her as he continued to read past texts.
“I didn’t want you to worry.” Y/n looked at him guilty, she didn’t want to keep it a secret but also didn’t want to worry him.
“Y/n these are threats!” Jason exclaimed looking up at her with serious eyes.
“I know . Trust me.” Y/n let out a shaky breath.
“Why would you tell me they stopped when they didn’t?” His eyes wide with concern and worry now, maybe even some betrayal.
“I didn’t want you to worry. The threats have escalated.” Y/n told him in a quiet voice.
“That's a reason to tell me.” Jason scolds her, how’s he suppose to protect her if she doesn’t tell him.
“I’m sorry.” She whimpered. Y/mn wasn’t scared of him but she understood where he was coming from but Y/n was also terrified of -A.
Jason approached her and pulled her in close, cupping her cheeks in the palms of his hands. “I don’t want you to be sorry. I just want to be able to protect you. Be your shoulder to lean on. For now on please tell me. Let me in.” He pleaded with her.
“I will.” Y/n nodded
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“Thank you.” Y/n said later that night as they lay in bed watching t.v. . He had really been there for her, more than normal.
“For what? Never giving you your personal space?” Jason joked letting out a laugh at his own teasing. Even though he had been more protective lately.
“Being there for me. Wanting to protect me from the sadist that is -A.” Y/n looked up at him from her head's spot on his chest.
“You don’t have to thank me. But you're welcome.” Jason smiled down at her and placed a kiss on top of her head.
Taglist: @padawancat97
#y/n#x reader#imagine#imagines#x y/n#jason dilaurentis#jason dilaurentis imagine#jason dilaurentis x reader#jason dilaurentis imagines#pretty little liars#pll#pretty little liars imagine#pretty little liars imagines
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Can you pls do woodz a-z nsfw plls pllssa pllssss And thnx you 💓
A To Z Analysis: NSFW
Woodz
A = Aftercare
He is actually very very good at aftercare, the type to talk through it, and to get anything that you need. A cuddler as well
B = Body part
On his partner, he likes generous chest. As for himself he is the most proud of his muscles and his hair
C = Cum
He isn't much of a mess, but he WILL make a mess, usually the type to like releasing inside
D = Dirty secret
Has a thing for pregnancies or the idea of conceiving. Like doing the deed without a condom is a huge turn on
E = Experience
He has some experience but most of it, are intimate
F = Favorite position
Intimate ones are his favorites, like classical missionary and the ones you can ride and discover him
G = Goofy
Oh he can be quite goofy, lighthearted during the deed. Isn't the type to get too rough
H = Hair
Not that much, he likes to be natural although he sometimes shaves himself. It depends on his mood. He doesn't like bare partners
I = Intimacy
Woodz definitely needs to be in love or have a high trust with the person to sleep with them
J = Jack off
Not something he does the most, sex has to have some type of meaning in his eyes
K = Kink
His kinks are all in the daddy themes, like creameries, daddy/oppa role, pregnant fantasies, booby sucking and playing.
L = Location
The bedroom, but he would like to try showers and confortable places
M = Motivation
Usually sweet talk is enough to get him in the mood, eye playing, showing cleavage too
N = No
Would say no to anything that involves pain into the sex
O = Oral
He isn't the best at oral, so his partner would need to guide him a lot so he can do something nice. Blowjobs are a good ay of foreplay as well
P = Pace
He is a sensual and slower pacer
Q = Quickie
Not into them, he likes sex to be long and lasting
R = Risk
He would take risk as long as it's discussed before and it doesn't involve anything of too much risk
S = Stamina
He has nice stamina. Usually the average but he will keep going in other ways to please his partner
T = Toys
Wouldn't say no to them but he isn't a fan either
U = Unfair
Woodz isn't much of a teaser, but he would enjoy if his partner plays some mind games with him
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
Not too loud, he moans quietly
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
He is a switch and he would happily tae the role of sweet boy who is dominated by their mommy partner if he has to. Would be an open experience for him
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
Average, but more for the lean, not too much girth
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
He has a low sex drive compared to other males
Z = Zzz
After sex he likes to cuddle and to talk gently with his partner about trivial matters
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Can I request Spencer Hastings x Reader where A actually made Spencer hurt someone while being at the dollhouse where she is covered in blood and it's Reader? At the hospital Aria sees that Reader gets stitched up because she is having a deep cut from a knife and tells the other when she goes to Spencer's room? Spencer is all worried because you changed since then and are all quite and not that bubbly she used to know you and she also knows that A took all the anger out of Reader and she had to take the most shit because A thinks that Reader is the weakest member of the girls squad? At home Reader doesn't want to talk to Spencer or the girls at all until Spencer is all messed up on her door and crying her eyes out because she remembers what happens? Angst and fluff please???!
⚠️Trigger warning! ⚠️
This one-shot includes the topic of kidnapping, blood, stabbing/cutting wounds. These plots are presented. If this triggers you too easily or you just can´t handle the subject, I urge you NOT to read this work. I am NOT embellishing this topic under any circumstance. Read at your own risk.
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Two months. Your friends and you had struggled to survive for two whole months.
A had played games with you, tortured, despised and treated you as puppets. Asking so much mentally that you all didn't even know what you should feel after your, almost failed, escape. At least not you.
You didn't know how you could ever be around your best friends again after A urged you to shock them, choose who was next to play his sick game and who wasn't allowed to get water for the next few days. But apparently they had taken out their desperation on you too; you didn't get anything to drink or eat for days. A even managed to bring Spencer to hurt you.
And now you were out of the underground hell and had no idea what to do next and how you should behave towards Spencer. She apparently had no idea about the night when you woke up on her bedroom floor, your best friend attacking you like a fury and hurting you; A had probably put her on some kind of drug.
But you escaped the chaos thanks to Alison and were now in the hospital for observation according to the circumstances and the lack of nutrients. Mentally you had suffered a lot and it was not easy for all of you to return to a regular life but you knew that somehow, the girls would get through it.
While the others had probably gathered to talk about what had happened, you were bound to your bed and frankly you were glad for it. Standing across from Spencer would be too uncomfortable for you at the moment.
You looked at the ceiling with your lackluster eyes while you gave the doctor the time to sew up the last few inches of your abdominal wound, not really listening to him or the words that came out of his mouth- Your thoughts completely wandering off.
They were repeatedly disturbed by a gentle drop of the liquid flowing to your vein and it was unbearable for you to hear this noise, it brought you back to the place where you didn't hear anything else except the ticking clock in your supposedly own room.
With a violent pull, the door to your room opened with a loud squeak and you jumped up before you let yourself fall back onto the couch with a wrinkled nose, a pained face and tightly closed eyes.
"I´m sorry. I did not know-eh." the short brunette stuttered as she stood in the doorway and looked at you in shock. Staring eyes and an open mouth embraced the long cut on your stomach, which stretched sideways to your navel.
A little embarrassed, you pulled the piece of cloth you were wearing over the doctor´s hands to uselessly hide the cut - she´d already seen it anyway. The old man in front of you stopped in his movements and put the instruments he had a hold of in his hands aside before turning to Aria. "I am asking you to leave. We´re in the middle of a treatment."
She nodded quickly apologized before she took a few steps back, still confused without further speaking, and the door clicked shut with a soft click.
You actually intended to keep it a secret from your friends, but you knew that as soon as Aria entered the other girls room, she would tell them what she had seen and you had no chance to talk your way out of it.
And then the whole truth would come out.
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Confused by the imagine she had of her best friend and the huge gap on her abdomen a few seconds ago, the little brunette walked quickly down the hospital corridor to get to Spencer´s room where they all wanted to meet up.
She had not learned anything from just now and threw herself against the heavy door to open it, also without knocking first, and now stood in the entrance of the bare room. Three tired and lost pairs of eyes settled on her and surveyed the enraged statue, which stood in front of them with a wide open mouth.
Completely isolated in her thoughts, Aria sat down on one of the chairs that Emily had already placed in front of Spencer´s bed and fumbled around with her fingers. She bit her lip bloody from sheer worry and not knowing when the deep and long cut on your stomach was made and who was responsible for it, but one thing was clear; if she found out who A was, she would kill him for the pain that person had caused you and the others.
"Earth to Aria.. are you okay?" Hanna tore her out of her thoughts and gently nudged the smallest of the pack. Now Spencer and Emily, who were talking wildly earlier, had stopped and looked eagerly at the brunette. "Yes.. no. I´m okay but Y/n is not."
"What about her? Have you seen her?" Spencer abruptly intervened in the conversation, sitting up from her laying position. Her voice had lost it´s tone, was hoarse and low, even though she had just sounded perfectly normal not too long ago. "What happened?"
"I went to check on her because I was worried and then I saw how she was being treated." Aria quietly informed her friends as she cleared her throat and started playing with her fingernails. "She has a huge cut on her stomach. Something happened to her down there and she has not told us anything."
Shocked looks turned to the youngest of the group and she pushed back in the chair. Crossing her legs and arms, Aria looked back and forth between the girls and caught on to Spencer. She could clearly see the brunettes pulse in the main artery of her neck, the trembling of her dilated pupils surrounded by nervousness.
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The situation between Spencer and you lay like a stone on the brunettes heart. Through therapy sessions with Sullivan, she had managed to partially bring her memories back to the fore.
The person she did this to was still fuzzy but it must have been you; the wound Aria had told her about matching where the blade in her hand pierced through the body beneath her. She had felt it was you. Of that she was sure.
But you remained silent about this situation as if this event had not happened in your reality. A week had passed in which you were discharged from the hospital with a whole medicine cabinet. Since then, you had been holed up in your room at your family home with no communication to Spencer.
Calls and messages flooded your phone, even literally exploding it with requests about getting in touch with her; at least let her know how you are doing. But she never got a single answer and your chat remained empty from your side.
The paths to your front door were softly lit as she walked through them. Flares were placed to the right and left of the pacing stone and illuminated the entire flower-planet front yard. The sprinkler system whirred next to her as she took one step after the other.
On the way here, she had given herself a motivational speech, but it disappeared with ever step she took.
Reaching the mahogany-like doors, she stood motionless and still on the patio. Her heart raced as she exhaled shakily and began pounding on them. It was a cooler evening, one of the firsts when she thought about it, and it had been too cold to wear a loose shirt. Spencer would have preferred a sweater, but that was of secondary importance.
As she waited, her mind filled with a bitter emptiness. She was terrified of a confrontation with you, but it would help her understand how you were feeling and how she could make amends. If anything. The brunette wanted to be pragmatic- the most efficient way to get a satisfactory answer.
Slow footsteps sounded on the other side of the door and she thumped heavily when she heard your faint voice in the distance. She huffed and ran a hand over her long brown hair before the door opened abruptly, revealing your pale and tired features under the hood of your white hoodie.
"Y/n.." she spoke cautiously and did not dare to look at you any further. She could see the pain you were in and Spencer felt even more guilty than before. She cleared her throat, nervously pulling her hands to strap of her bag that slung over her shoulder. "Before you slam the door in my face, listen to me. Please,"
You remained silent, disbelieving who you had in front of you.
Spencer could judge by your body language that you were more than just uncomfortable. All muscles tensed in your thighs through the dark blue ripped jeans you were wearing, your hands were tucked deep in the kangaroo pocket of your hoodie and yet she could tell you were fiddling with your fingernails nervously.
Without saying a word, you moved to the side and let her into the house. As she passed thankfully with pleading eyes, she breathed in deeply the floral perfume you were wearing. Spencer missed your closeness and your warmth towards her so much that she clung to every breadcrumb that was given to her in that moment.
"Are you home alone?" she asked in irritation as she was enveloped in the silence of the walls and saw only the flickering TV in the living room. You nodded firmly, your hands mostly tucked into your sleeves and positioned in front of your body. "My parents flew to Paris"
"And left you alone after you went through hell?!"
"What do you want, Spencer?" you shouted angrily and turned your head to her with a rigid expression. Your sudden explosion let her loosen from her rigidity before she stared at you with wide eyes and you thought you saw fear flicker in her eyes for a brief moment. "I do not think you came here to judge my parents."
The mood was strange. Cold, distant and restless. The unspoken swelled between the two of you. Sadness and fear burned in your chest while your best friend had a tiny spark of hope that she was trying to weave into normal conversation.
Motionless, the addressed person sat in front of you, looked deep into your pain-piercing eyes while tears stung hers. Spencer's heart was pounding deep in her chest and it had probably reached it´s highest point now. It pounded in her head, throat, abdomen and paralyzed her. It was indescribable.
The brunette swallowed hard and took a deep breath. She rested her elbows on the marble area and buried her head in her hands before rubbing across her nose. Very sheepishly with a shaky voice, she continued. "I know what I did. I remember."
Beside her you gasped and bit your lip, she could not quite identify the emotion she saw in your eyes. Where before there had been a coldness and severity, she now found something else. "W-what?" you said cautiously in a cracked voice.
Spencer kept shifting nervously on the bar stool, her hands alternately clawing at her pants, the counter in front of her or the disappeared back to the shoulder bag. "Just go now, Spencer. Please-I," you spoke suddenly, breaking her train of thought.
You ran a hand through your tousled hair nervously. "Y/n," she cut you off sharpy and your chest tightened. You found it difficult to breathe.
Spencer took another breath, ready to either explain or,what you thought was, more likely an apology. But she did not get around to it; you continued in a loud raging voice. "Do you actually know what I had to go through when you fucking came at me like a madman?"
You practically yelled at her, your voice already hoarse. You saw in your veil of tears how the older one flinched and her shoulders wandered to her ears. Nevertheless, she did not break her deep gaze, but got caught in your teary eyes. They had darkened. "Or how it felt to look into my best friend´s eyes, begging her not to do it while the knife was already penetrating my skin?"
The brunette felt like she was a little kid again. When she smashed the window with the hockey ball and was getting the lecture of the century from her parents. However, she would not end up in your comforting arms after she shed the first tears. You would not reassuringly run your fingers through her hair or insist that it was just glass and could easily be replaced.
No, this situation went much deeper.
Spencer opened her mouth that suddenly dried out. Tears streamed down her face in unison with yours and she let her eyes roam over you again. "I am so sorry.." she could not pronounce it, her throat tightening with every word. "I could never hurt you. A did something to me and that monster was not me. It is not me. I love you."
The leadership she took at the moment, trying to explain her actions, distracted from your troubled insides. You could not completely turn off your heart and the thoughts of the past hours and days.
Still, you knew her words were serious and she was genuinely sorry. It broke your heart to see her so upset. She too was under the influence of drugs that A had given her to commit the crime. You exhaled loudly and just looked at her, could not keep your mind from racing.
Slowly, you circled the counter and stepped carefully to her side. Your fingertips gently touched her cold, trembling and bare forearm. Spencer reacted to the touch she thought was impossible immediately and looked at you. A positive feeling flowed through her and she laid her head at the level of your belly button. You flinched at the pain, but swallowed it to keep her close.
You cupped her sticky, sweaty fingers and intertwined them with yours. Indescribable affection went through the brunette and she drew herself closer to the person who understood her so well. Who went through this hard time with her and who would master recovery together.
Relief flowed through the eldest, you could see it in her face which showed the corners of her mouth far raised. She knew that she still had a rough road with you ahead and that she had to help you to trust her completely again. Above all, you needed someone to overcome the nightmare and the anxiety.
But most of the ballast had fallen off her. A decisive step in the right direction.
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It's not all over
Alison DiLaurentis x Male Reader
Request: Can you do Allison from PLL x Male Reader?
When Alison came back to Rosewood, everyone was in shock. Everyone thought she was dead now there rumors going around about what happened to her. Before she disappeared, you were her boyfriend. Everyone asked you questions about what happened and where she had been hiding. You didn't have answers but no one believed you but you just ignore them.
“So, how do you feel about her being back?” Spencer asked.
“Feels unreal. Everyone thinks I had something to do with why she disappeared” You said.
“Oh, we are in the same boat. Do you still get texts from A?” Spencer said.
“I haven't in a while,” You said.
“Me too. I see you later, Y/n” Spencer said.
You put your books away in your locker. Alison noticed you, she wanted to say something to you but she walked away. She still has feelings for you but she isn't sure what to say.
“What’s wrong, Ali?” Emily asked.
“I still have feelings for Y/n but I'm not sure if he feels the same way,” Alison said.
“Did you talk to him? He has been on dates with other people but nothing serious like what you two had” Spencer said.
“It was rough for him and us. But Spencer is right, just talk to him” Hanna said.
“You have to try, Ali” Emily said.
“I will try” Alison sighed.
All day, she tried to talk with you but couldn't. You and Alison didn't say a word to each other.
✫ ✫ ✫ ✯
Alison and her friends went to a party. At first, Ali did have some fun but Noel ruined the mood. She did start drinking once she got to the party, and she got drunk. You didn't go to the party but she called you.
“Y/n, where are you?” Alison asked.
“Are you drunk?” You asked.
“You are drunk” Alison giggled.
“Yeah, you are drunk. I'm going to pick you up” You said.
You got dressed and went to the party. It wasn't hard to find her and you take her to your house. You put your arm around her waist to take her upstairs then she touches your cheek.
“Don’t tell, Y/n but I'm still in love with him” Alison said.
You didn't know what to say.
“Watch your step, Ali,” You said.
You take her to your bedroom and gently lay her on the bed. You take off her shoes and she is smiling at you. She mumbled something but you didn't understand what she said. But she grabbed your shirt and you don't move.
“Please, stay I don't want to be alone,” Alison said.
“Okay, I will stay,” You said.
You lay next to her and put your arm around her body. She moved closer to you and she lay her forehead on your chest, then you gently touch her hair.
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The next day, Alison woke up first and she has a hangover. She noticed that you are next to her but she doesn't remember what happened last night. A few seconds later, you start to wake up and you sat up.
“Hey,” You said.
“What happened last night?” Alison asked.
“You called me drunk last night and I went to pick you up. And we just cuddle in bed and nothing else” You said.
“I have a hangover and I don't remember calling you. I didn't mean to bother you” Alison said.
“I know. But we need to talk. You are different and a lot has happened” You said.
“I'm sorry. I had to do it. Y/n, I thought about you every day and I missed you so much. I know you won't feel the same way, but I had to tell you how I feel” Alison said.
“After you left I kept to myself for a while. Then I got close to your friends and we would spend time together and stuff. I did go on a few dates but I kept comparing them to you. I know what you said is the truth, you don't express yourself unless you want something in return” You said.
“Do you want to be my boyfriend, again? We can take it slow” Alison said.
“Yeah, I want to be your boyfriend again,” You said.
She smiled then she went to the bathroom. Later, you take her somewhere to eat and she is happy being with you. While waiting for the food, she put her hand on top of your hand. You and Alison get up and then leaned toward each other and she kissed you on the lips. You and Alison start to smile at each other.
Later, you and Alison went to see a movie but ended up kissing each other. She caresses your cheek then you start to kiss her again.
#Alison DiLaurentis imagine#Alison DiLaurentis x reader#Alison DiLaurentis x male reader#x male reader#male!reader#male reader#pll imagine#pretty little liars imagine
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