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Far Away From L.A.
Story Summary: Dylan arrives ahead of production to a new filming location to get a break from L.A. It’s a small town in eastern Canada that’s remote and serene. While he’s enjoying the touch of anonymity that comes with filming in a rural town where most people couldn’t care less who he was, he meets Amelia.
Pairing: Dylan x OFC
Warnings: eventual smut, RPF, slight angst, general naughtiness
Authors Note: Uhhhh. I didn't really expect this to be the last chapter, but shit happens? Enjoy? Sorry? I love you?
Index: Chapter 1 / Chapter 2 / Chapter 3 / Chapter 4 / Chapter 5 / Chapter 6 / Chapter 7 / Chapter 8 / Chapter 9 / Chapter 10 / Chapter 11 / Chapter 12 / Chapter 13 / Chapter 14 / Chapter 15 / Chapter 16 / Chapter 17 / Chapter 18 / Chapter 19 / Chapter 20 / Epilogue (Coming Eventually)
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Chapter 20: If You Love Someone (Dylan POV/Mia POV)
Dylan drove, his foot heavy on the pedal, perhaps heavier than it should be on a narrow, country road. The yellow lines flashed by in the spray of his headlights as he replayed what had just happened in his mind until it had him feeling so torn and frayed that he had to pull over on the gravel shoulder. 
He sat there, looking out through the windshield at the high grass lit by his headlights, at the dark sky beyond, and then slammed his hands on the steering wheel, cursing so loud his ears rang. 
He didn’t want to be driving away from her. Away from the only genuine connection, he’d felt for another person in years. Of course he didn’t, but that was precisely the reason he had to. He refused to allow the affection he felt for her to cloud his judgment. He couldn’t be what she needed. What she deserved. How could he? His lifestyle was nearly that of a vagrant. What could he possibly be to this girl who deserved far better than he knew himself capable of offering? He ached at the thought of how quickly everything had seemed to curdle and sour. He’d been so willfully blind, entranced by her and chasing the high of how it felt to be in her presence. He’d been selfish. To assume this day, this entire thing, could have gone any other way was foolish. 
He buried his face in his palm and rubbed his temples to try to coax away the beginnings of the headache that was forming between them. The slow creep of these realizations had been nauseating him all evening, but it was Amelia’s father’s words playing over in his mind that had the bile rising in his throat. ‘Haven’t seen her this happy in so long. She’s smiling again. I suppose I have you to thank for that.’ All of those words should have been more comforting to hear from her father than they were. Instead, each of them only stung. Their implications were biting and cruel. ‘You’ll be the next reason for her sadness. You’ll rip away that smile. I’ll have you to blame.’  
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I don't know what to say, everyone. I hope you enjoy the final chapter. I've been working on this damn thing for more than a year... Which is just insane? I will be writing an epilogue, so please do not despair ;) I do want to say thank you to all of my readers. You guys have no idea how much your faithful dedication to this story has meant. I really appreciate each and every single one of you so much more than you could ever know! <3 Much love, and happy reading! Trashy xoxo
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Far Away From L.A.
Story Summary: Dylan arrives ahead of production to a new filming location to get a break from L.A. It’s a small town in eastern Canada that’s remote and serene. While he’s enjoying the touch of anonymity that comes with filming in a rural town where most people couldn’t care less who he was, he meets Amelia.
Pairing: Dylan x OFC
Warnings: eventual smut, RPF, slight angst, general naughtiness
Authors Note: A two-part epilogue? I'm a disaster human. It's official.
Index: Chapter 1 / Chapter 2 / Chapter 3 / Chapter 4 / Chapter 5 / Chapter 6 / Chapter 7 / Chapter 8 / Chapter 9 / Chapter 10 / Chapter 11 / Chapter 12 / Chapter 13 / Chapter 14 / Chapter 15 / Chapter 16 / Chapter 17 / Chapter 18 / Chapter 19 / Chapter 20 / Epilogue I / Epilogue II (Coming Eventually)
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Epilogue - Part I (Dylan POV)
The air was crisp and cool in New York, the summer heat long-past, once green leaves glimmering burnt oranges and golds in the afternoon sun. The streets were bustling with people tucked into their fall jackets with their hands warming on their coffee cups. Dylan had just stepped out of the cafe and began moving through the crowded sidewalk, headphones on over his hat with Tony trotting along at his heel. He quietly stepped around people until he was able to turn down a quieter side street. He drew in a full lung of fresh air and smiled to himself as the two of them continued on their walk. Dylan sipped at his coffee, looking down at Tony. 
“Such a good boy,” he said, smiling when Tony looked up at him. He tucked his hand into the pocket of his hoodie and pulled out the small biscuit the barista had given him when he paid for his drink. He stopped while Tony kept walking until his leash tugged at his collar and he turned back to Dylan. 
“Can ya sit, Bud?” Dylan cooed, grinning when Tony did as he asked. “Good boy!” he chuckled, giving him the treat and rubbing his head. 
As the two of them continued down the street, Dylan let himself sink into a relaxing pace. No need to rush. Tony was usually in a hurry, but he’d slow down if Dylan did. Cars passed by, but Dylan heard only the music playing in his noise-canceling headphones. He was listening to Remi Wolf, as he basically had been doing on repeat for most of the last year. To call him a touch obsessed would not be an understatement. He’d dug into passions in this last year, taking a break from the fevered pitch of the previous. Family and friends, reconnecting and unplugging. It was the humanity recharge he’d been hungry for and he finally felt sated. 
Work never really stopped entirely, there was promoting, interviews, premieres, occasional auditions, and discussions, but taking some time away from active sets had been incredibly good for his mental health. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d woken up with a tension headache, or spent twenty-two of twenty-four hours awake. His life had a tendency to become both tediously formulaic and exhaustingly demanding at the same time, and when he got into those habits—into the mindset that he had to be working and that without a script in his hand, he was worthless—he knew it was time to take a step back. Take some time to just live.
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I had no intention of making the epilogue two parts, but like... the shit got away from me in a HUGE way. Enjoy? I guess? I'll be working on the second part when I can, but this bit has been in the works since Christmas... just as a fully transparent FYI. Much love, CUTIESSS! <3
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Psst... I opened my FAFLA doc for the first time since April... and I'm writing in it....
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Not this tiktoker unknowingly calling out FAFLA so fucking hard.... 😅
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FAFLA was so good! I know you mentioned before that you have plans for what you want to write now that it's done. Does this mean baseball!dylan? I'll read anything you write. I loved the Coachella story!
Hey!!
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THANKS SO MUCH! I have plans for things I want to write now that I've finished FAFLA (except an epilogue, which I'm hoping to get done relatively soon??). There are some things I've had in my back pocket that I hope people will be excited about (a third installment in the 24 series and a baseball!dylan thing included).
Thanks again for the love, ANON!
If anyone is interested in reading anything anon mentioned, you can find it on my MASTERLIST! :) <3
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*giggling intensifies*
THANKS, CUTIE!
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Now quit it!!! I'm about to do some grandma cheek pinchin' if you don't watch your shit ;)
uh-oh-kenzieiswriting is being very sweet because I recently posted a new update (and final chapter) of FAFLA. You can check it out HERE.
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me trying to send an ask telling you how hungry i am for FAFLA without it sounding like I'm impatient and don't want you to write it at your own pace
Oooft...
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I have just been smacked with a litany of BS when it comes to trying to be productive with the writing lately. Visitors, heatwave, PC bluescreening on me despite almost 2 days of pretty intense troubleshooting.
Ugh. I gotta get my ass in gear, but I won't lie, I haven't made any progress in over a week as a result of above. It's the source of much anguish and writer's guilt.
I'm glad people are still interested and I do feel awful for the long hiatus on it (especially where I left it... that was not my intent). Much love, and these messages actually encourage me, so don't you worry about that. Having invested readers is motivating 🥰
I'd encourage you guys to check out FAFLA, but at this point?? You'd be smart to wait for it to be finished to avoid the horrid wait I've put my readers through for a year... 😬 If you like pain, it's on my Masterlist.
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Heyy! I was just wondering if you’re continuing FAFLA? 🥰
💯💯💯
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Yep! I do apologize for the delay on an update. I've had a lot on my plate, but yes, I will be posting more of it. I started working on the new update last week :)
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my heart hurts i just read the latest chapter of FAFLA
OH NO!!
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I'm so sorry! I'm also sorry for the long wait that everyone who's been keeping up with that has been dealing with! It's first on my priority list to finish FAFLA now that I finished up that Coachella smut that was entirely distracting. My FAFLA readers are so patient, it's insane.
I'm sorry I hurt your heart, lemme see what I can do about that in the next update! ;)
solar-stiles is referring to my Dylan serial fic 'Far Away from L.A.' that I've been working on for FAR too long and I promise to update soon! You can check it out from the start HERE, or catch up with the most recent update HERE <3
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Hi! I love your writing so much! I wanted to ask if there will be more parts of Far Away From L.A.?
Hi!!!
Thank you so much!! Yes, there will be more :) I had a bit of personal crap come up and other obligations to take care of, but yes. More FAFLA is in the works <3
It would seem a lot of people are looking for more of this, so I should probably get my ass in gear, huh? ;)
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Have the best time with your sister and nephew and enjoy every little moment!! We'll be hear when you come back!! PS. I'm so very happy that you are back writing FAFLA (of course not now with your sister staying with you, but I just saw your post from a few days ago) ❤️
Awh!!
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Thank you so much! We've had a good time so far! She's off on an adventure tomorrow, so I'll be taking some time to try to catch up on a few things and maybe do a little writing. I'm really happy to hear thst you're excited about FAFLA! Getting back to that story is LOOOONG overdue ;)
anon is referring to THIS post
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Oh no hubby is in for a wild night I guess then. :p
Had a wild night last night ;)
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Maybe it got the creative juices flowin'...
I'm assuming anon is talking about THIS post, but if that's the case... I'm not sure they're up to date on that fic. It's not in an 'Earth-shatteringly good sex' place at the moment.
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Collision Course Coachella
Pairing: Dylan O'Brien x Reader (Female) Synopsis: The last person you expect to see dancing his way around the Coachella venue right in front of you is Dylan O'Brien, but sometimes the universe just puts you in the right place at the right time. Tags: Coachella, Dancing, Semi-Public Sex, Slow-Burn in a One-Shot, Protected and Unprotected sex (this is fantasy...be safe) Rating: Explicit (obviously) Author’s Note: You wanted it, I stayed up all night to give it to ya ;) It’s juicy, and I’ve decided to turn it into a limited series due to popular demand! A three-part saga of the weekend the reader and Dylan spend together at Coachella 2022. Index: Day 1 / Day 2 / Day 3
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Day 3: Crashing (Reader POV)
The warmth of him behind you, that’s the first thing you registered as you emerged from your subconscious. He was pressed up against your back, his skin on yours. You could hear his soft breathing, the warmth of it washing over your shoulder. The sun was starting to peek through the curtains, but you could tell it was early, the beams still weak and shy. 
You drew in a long breath, stretching a bit as you did, but you didn’t want to disturb him. 
His arm was draped over your waist above the comforter, just below your ribs. His hand was relaxed, his fingers curled, his palm open toward you. The sunlight cast shadows across his forearm, and you couldn’t help tracing the line of the lean muscle that ran its length with the pad of your finger. 
He stirred at your touch, drawing in a long breath, rolling his body into you a bit and pulling you closer as he sighed it out across the back of your neck. After a brief squeeze, his arm around you went slack with sleep once again. 
You turned your head enough on the pillow to look back at him. He looked so peaceful, his lips slightly parted, his brow relaxed. You smiled, as you mapped out all the little nuances of his face. You counted the moles that peppered his cheek and forehead, the little scar on the side of his nose, the tiny creases next to his eyes that you could barely see in the dim light. You still couldn’t believe this man had you wrapped in his arms, couldn’t comprehend the last 48-hours were anything more than a fever dream. Maybe your first drink at the festival had been laced with some kind of new designer drug and you’d just been rolling ever since. Laying somewhere in that dusty field, leaning next to a trashcan, off your fucking ass. That seemed more realistic at this point. 
You turned back over and nestled into your pillow. His gentle breathing was relaxing and it lulled you into a state of partial consciousness. You began to meander through your memories of the night before. You could still feel the ghost of his touch on your skin, the way his soft lips and tongue had felt on every inch of your body. He’d given you more than was reasonable to expect, and yet you craved him as though he’d only given you a taste. The sensation of him buried inside you lingered like the dull and nagging ache of a burn. You yearned for it.
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Alright. Now. It's done. No more Coachella nagging. HAHA! Seriously though, this was fun as HECK to write and I appreciate all the feedback and appreciation you have all shown this fic. It's not gone unnoticed. I value it so much. I hope you enjoy the last installment! Much Love! -Trashy xoxo
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Are u doing a part 4 to the Coachella series??
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Uhhh...
I wasn't planning to, but I know people are obsessed with that fic. The thing with extending the story with a reader fic is, it's really hard to flesh out a person without being able to provide much in the way of details that turn the reader into someone each reader isn't.
I try not to assign too much personal detail in reader fics so that it stays accessible and relatable to everyone (down to details about their appearance, and even their friend's name).
It becomes really difficult to world-build when I feel constrained by trying to keep things generic.
That being said, I will take the time to plug my serial fic FAFLA that's written with an OFC. If you don't usually read x OC stories, I do encourage you to give it a chance. If you like my writing, there's about 100k of it to read in that fic (and more coming) <3
anon is referring to 'Collision Course Coachella', which you can read HERE :)
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sooo…. no rush… but… does this mean we should be expecting day 3 soon? it’s tough out here for us bitches whose only form of sex life is by living vicariously through imaginary people (and amazing writers we follow on tumblr….)
I AM AMPED UP FOR THIS!
HA! Yes. Yes, you should.
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You're so sweet! I'm not sure exactly when it'll be done, but pretty soon! I'm wanting to get it off my plate before shit kicks off big time with work next week, and I also need to get back to my serial that I've been neglecting (sorry FAFLA readers).
I'm glad you're hyped! I'm always nervous to post updates to fics that have a dedicated readership (like I literally feel like I'm gonna puke for a solid 1-2 hours after I post), but I think you'll like this one. The approval from hubs makes me feel more confident that it'll hit the right buttons ;)
anon probably saw THIS post about the sex scene I was working on for 'Collision Course Coachella' that hubs devised getting a positive, boner-inducing, reception from him today when he reviewed it.
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Baby if you don’t write me a baseball!dylan smut story immediately I will call the authorities.
STOP TEASING ME DAMNIT.
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I'm in trouble now!
All this baseball content got you all riled up, huh? Me too, fam. Me too. I wish I could promise you that I could get right on this content, but I am slammmmmed with work and other obligations at the moment that are significantly cutting into my time for degenerate activity.
But TRUST, at my first opportunity (after I finish the giveaway fics and FAFLA), I will start working on something baseball!dylan related.
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