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k-renee · 11 months

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this thing i wrote

topic : sad shit about jeff (and monty, i guess) dying

pairing : jeff atkins x poc!fem reader

a/n:: this is like 80% accurate and there's like ONE made up character. the brother of reader, essentially. sorry it's shit <3

jeff atkins had always been my best friend. since the day i met him. the day he died. the day i watched them lower him into the ground. always.

my twin brother andre and i had moved in next door to him and his parents. my mom had forced me and and dre to go outside until they were done unpacking, which wouldn't be for hours. so we sat on the porch, bored out of our tiny little kid minds.

then jeff came out.

he had skin a little lighter than his brown hair, but it was the summer, so he was darker. we all were. he had diamonds in his ears—and he was lying to us about it cuz they were actually rhinestones, now that i remember—and i thought he was so cool for that. i mean, dre and i both had our ears pierced, but it was different because dre only had one ear done, and my earrings were all kawaii and had faces and shit.

but for real, i think the coolest, craziest, most...exotic—if you will—thing about jeff was his eyes. one minute they were blue, the next they were green. it just beat me and dre's plain dark brown eyes that were so dark you couldn't see the irises.

anyway.

he asked us to play baseball with him in his backyard, since he only had one player. himself. i honestly believe he's the reason why i sometimes feel bad for only children.

so we did. and jeff was damn good at it. i don't even know why he asked us to play like he was up for a challenge, because he beat us easily, even though he was outnumbered.

but after that, it was history. we all went to school together. we grew up together. we spent all of our summers together. and over time, one more kid came around.

montgomery de la cruz.

and monty, he was an asshole. a stupid, insane asshole who was like two years younger than us only because he was held back. he was almost a spawn of satan. but he was our friend. we all changed together, no matter how bad of a person one of us (monty) was.

then high school came around. that…that changed everything.

those were the summers that i literally turned pretty. i started to sprout and grow into a woman, and monty and dre and jeff were all there to see it (kinda weird if i think about it now). and everyone noticed. everyone. but i didn't care, because the most important one, that was jeff.

and i was always in love with jeff, i knew that. andre knew that. hell, maybe jeff knew. but the summer before freshman year was when it really mattered. when i really felt it. he’d always have given me some stupid weird fluttering in my stomach everytime he smiled or laughed, but that summer—it was butterflies.

eventually, we started dating. “going out”, essentially. and it was great. i didn't need to argue with him because we agreed on everything and we always had since the beginning of time. i didn't need to be too scared to tell him stuff because he already knew everything. that is—or was—my favorite part about our relationship.

and then just like that, he was gone.

one hour jeff and andre were dragging me to a party. we were having fun. jeff had one drink. dre and i shared three cans of diet coke. jeff went on a beer run i told him not to go on.

the next hour, clay was calling my brother in hysterics.

i was screaming for monty and zach to drive us to the hospital. my nose was bleeding because of my blood pressure, and i had an ice pack on it on our way, but it didn't do anything because i was crying so hard. we got to the hospital. his parents were there. the doctors looked at me. looked at us. looked at our colored faces with no sympathy and told us jeff was already dead. lifeless, in a hospital bed. they didn't even bother cleaning him up. just brought him in and didn't do a damn thing to help save him.

and they all made up this fucking story that he had been drinking and driving. he was drunk, and that's why he died. he crashed on his own, and it was his own fault his life was over.

but that wasn't it. and i learned that two years after he died. i believed this false narrative everyone had made up, and i hate myself for it. i knew him better than anyone, and when i should've been there for him when all people were doing was talking shit, i wasn't. i let them talk because i believed their bullshit.

every day i think of how they put up posters that discouraged underage drinking right after jeff died. how drinking and driving would get you killed. were they not aware or sensitive about my feelings? our feelings?

jeff and i had plans. me, dre, and him were graduating that year. jeff got his full baseball scholarship at some college and i got into an hbcu on a 95% scholarship. dre was gonna get into something, we knew it. we had faith even though his grades weren't too great. we were all gonna visit each other and call everyday. and then jeff was gone. he fucking crashed into another car and it was all over. everything he'd worked for had all gone to shit because he fucking died.

and i hate myself for putting him in that position. letting him leave in the first place. going to that party with him in the first place.

then years later, monty was killed after he was sent to prison.

i'm not gonna say that monty didn't deserve everything that came at him. i can't deny that monty was a terrible person. i can't deny that he was a monster. because he was.

but it's hard to admit that when you grew up with the monster. when you were a close friend of the monster. when you loved the monster.

nothing romantic, but i loved monty. we all did. not because of how sick he was—he absolutely needed help—but because we knew him. those who need help get thrown in prison and are locked away from the help they deserve. the other, worse monsters, like bryce walker, don't get put in prison. walker did ten times worse than monty and only got a measly community service sentence. monty couldn't get half of what he needed because he was—let's face it—darker and poorer than bryce was.

and that monster died too.

maybe bryce's family feels the same way that i do about monty. they hurt so many people, including me. but i can't say–no one can say–if they truly deserved it.

the funny thing is that monty and bryce were friends. so i really don't know if they both deserved it or if they both didn't. and maybe you think they have more in common than i let on. maybe you think that they were both monsters that used people for their own satisfaction, for their own pleasure, and they ultimately paid the price with their lives. and maybe that's true.

but who fucking knows. we're not god out here, but nobody here is an angel.

jeff wasn't perfect, i know. but he was trying. he tried. we all were. we all do. he just wanted to cheer up anybody who he thought was unhappy. he wanted to help people. he wanted to have fun.

and that's all he wanted. he wasn't selfish. he wasn't a drunk bastard alcoholic. he wasn't a jock who was a jerk like scott. he wasn't a somewhat-okay guy who had a good heart somewhere like zach. he wasn't a monster that used people for his own benefit like monty and bryce.

jeff was an angel. to me. to his family, to everybody. and he deserved better. he deserved more than that.

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sophiewritesworld · 2 years

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JEFF ATKINS MASTERLIST

ONESHOTS:

Dating Jeff Atkins [ X ]

Headcanons

Babies makin' babies [ X ]

Reader gets pregnant and is scared of Jeff's reaction to it.

Set up [ X ]

Clay plays matchmakers on a peaceful studying session in the library with Jeff and you.

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statticscribbles · 3 years

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Summary: 💀Jeff Atkins/Male!Reader; Reader is colourblind and constantly bullied due to his clothes/colours not matching

You’d never been sure why the bullying had suddenly started up, only that it had in high school and something that had never seemed to matter before now suddenly became a hot topic.

It’s Bryce who had started it, you know this because he was the first one to comment; the first one to point out that you were wearing red and black checkered pants and blue and white striped shirt. You hadn’t thought anything of it; it was all varying shades of gray for you.

You’d known you were colourblind since birth, your parents had never made a big deal of it, teaching you ways around int, as well as what the various shades of gray should have been.

When you were younger in school it had been a game; you trying to guess the colours based on the shades you saw. Sometimes you’d ask your parents about colours, which were their favourites and try to craft outfits that were purely those colours. You’d also do this with your friends and it was one of the things you’d been known for in school, the boy with the monochrome outfits; to be fair every outfit was monochrome to you, a constant shade of gray.

You’d met Jeff freshman year, when you’d been wearing all his favourite colour, you’d hadn’t know it was his favourite colour; it was yours and the both of you bonded over it. Despite you just feeling a connection to the shade of gray, Jeff commented how it must have meant the two of you were meant to be and you’d laughed it off until you’d found yourself falling for him.

He asks you out almost a month after having met you. You’d happily agree and the two of you had been together. You wonder if maybe that’s why Bryce had taken to picking on you. You think maybe he was upset you’d found happiness. Either way the small digs about the colours you’d choose; how the reds never truly match or the different stripes of colour were obnoxious and so unlike your actual personality. How you must have been compensating for something with how loud and bright and massive the colours were. You try your best to avoid him, and ignore whatever he’s saying but it still gets to you. Jeff assures you that there’s nothing wrong and he manages to get himself and his friends to all match you for a full week.

He’s convinced that it’s put a stop to Bryce’s bullying but it just makes it worse. Bryce goes after your relationship, not just the way you see the world. You can’t remember the amount of times you’d gone home crying, or just sat with Jeff sniffling and mumbling the insults that Bryce had been using. Clay even gets involved which stops pretty much anyone else from doing anything, of course it’s not enough to stop Bryce, you know nothing short of his death would stop him being a bully.

It’s your six month anniversary which just happens to also fall on your birthday. You know Jeff had planned something special but you’re not sure what it is or what it has to do with getting up at five am that morning. You fall asleep in the car on the way to wherever you’re going. A hill you find out when you arrive. Jeff pulls something from the trunk and tells you to close your eyes before placing glasses on your face.

“Open.” He sounds a little like he’s about to cry.

He’s grinning at you and you’re not sure what you’re supposed to be looking at save for that there’s something wrong with Jeff. You reach out a little and take one of his hands before your fingers brush against his cheek, you prod faintly over his eye and jerk back a little.

“Blue.” You grin laughing at him. Before your fingers reach around to touch at the clothing naming each of the colours he’s wearing.

“Turn around Y/N, look, the sunrise.” He nods excitedly before pointing over towards the break in the trees where you can clearly see the sun moving upwards.

You keep the colour vision glasses in a bag on you at all times, when you’d given them to Jeff; he’d agreed to bring them home from the party. He’d been drinking, as had everyone; it wasn’t far to his house.

The EMT’s throw the shards of the glasses away with the rest of the crushed glass and you decide that maybe the world really is meant to be in shades of gray and everyone who still sees colour just hasn’t seen tragedy yet.

You frown when Clay hands you a box. You turn it over and he’s just watching, before he nods. You watch his face as you open it, not fully taking in what he’s presented you in the box.

It’s the glasses, what’s left of them, which is a handful of chunks and part of the frame.

“I thought, since, well I thought you might want them back.” Clay shrugs a little and you pull him into a hug, if you hadn’t gotten them in the first place you might’ve asked if tears have a colour.

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avenging-fandoms · 6 years

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Blurb Jeff Atkins asking “ Can I kiss You? “ , after a first date instead of going right into it he asks like a gentlemen .

“so yn, it’s your first date with jeff, are you excited? he was talking about it all practice” zach said and chomped into his sandwich, making you blush.

“really?”

“oh yeah, wouldn’t shut up” he replied, his mouth full of peanut butter and jelly sandwich.

“ew, zach, really?” you laugh and hand him a napkin. he smiled and swallowed down his bite, taking a sip of his gatorade. “no wonder you can get a date” you teased and he rolled his eyes.

“that’s bullshit!”

“oh yeah? who are you dating? your right hand?” you giggled and his cheeks got red.

“screw you”

“no, that’s jeff’s job” montgomery teased and you rolled your eyes.

“shut up monty” you sighed “i have to go study, bye zach” you give him a smile and start to walk away.

“i don’t get a goodbye?” montgomery yelled. you stuck up your middle finger and put it behind your head, making zach laugh loudly. you smirk and walk towards the library, your phone buzzing in your back pocket, the text coming from your best friend.

tony: Should I come over tonight to help you study?tony: Oh wait!

“you have your special first date with jeff tonight!” tony came up next to you and you smiled, slipping your phone in your back pocket.

“yes! and i’m super nervous? he’s so sweet and kind and i don’t want to ruin it, tone. god, he’s perfect” you daydream and tony chuckles. “could you come over later and help me calm my nerves? i’m just so giddy inside i can’t contain myself”

“i’m happy you’re happy, y/n, you deserve it” he wraps his arm around your shoulder and kisses your head.

“thanks tony, i’m glad you’re happy too”

you changed your last outfit, taking your shirt off and throwing it to the ground in frustration.

“i don’t know what to wear, tony!”

“why not go like that? i bet he’d enjoy that” tony joked and you glared at him.

“i’m serious, tony, i don’t know what i should wear!”

“well” he wiped his fingers on his pants and took off his jacket “where is he taking you?”

“i think he said the park? i don’t remember!” tony looks through the depth of your closet, spending a couple minutes in there as you style your hair. he pulls out an outfit and shows you, and you grab it and put it on, gasping. “tony this is so amazing! i don’t know why i didn’t dig in there! oh you’re the best” you kiss his cheek and he smiles, falling back on your bed. your phone vibrates next to him and he picks it up.

“it’s from jeff, he says he can’t wait and that he’s on his face. and that he can’t wait to fu-”

“tony!”

the doorbell rung and you jumped up excitedly. “okay.. okay! tony you can stay here, overnight even if you want to, just don’t wait up” you kiss his cheek and smile. “thank you for your help, i love you!”

“i love you too, good luck. and hey!” you turn around in the doorframe and he points his finger at you. “no sex. i don’t want to be an uncle”

“ugh tony!” you whine and he laughed. you ran down the stairs and opened the door, and jeff stood with a giant smile on his face.

“hi y/n. wow, you look gorgeous” he breathed and grabbed your hand, kissing your knuckles.

“and you look amazing, jeff” you smile back and you shut your door.

“shall we?” you two walked to his car, where he opened your door and helped you in. he shut your door and jogged to the drivers side, turning it on and shifting it to drive.

“tonight’s about you, yn” he handed you the aux cord “i want to learn who you are by your music”

the two of you pulled into a lot above los angeles, a wide smile on your face as you two get out of the car.

“jeff, this is so amazing!” you shut your door and hop on the roof, jeff shutting the trunk and grabbing snacks, putting them next to you and hopping up as well.

“i knew you’d like it. i asked zach and he said you love the stars and overlooking los angeles, so i thought i’d mix the two together” he gave a proud smile and ate a chip.

“well, this is the perfect first date” you give a warm smile back and sip your soda.

after the snacks were gone, the two of you laid back against the windshield and looked up at the stars, pointing out shapes in the stars, and looking up at the twinkling one.

“you know what that star is?” you pointed and jeff shrugged. “it’s hannah. she always knew about my crush on you, and i know she’s so proud of me now, i finally found confidence in expressing my feelings” you put your arm down and place it next to you on the roof of the car. jeff scoots his hand over and placed it on top of yours, making you look at him.

“you’re so brave in handling it, yn. i knew it was rough, i had to go through it too. losing a friend isn’t great, and you can feel so horrible after. but i know hannah would be so proud at how strong you are” you blinked and a tear fell, making you laugh and sit up.

“god, i’m sorry for crying in front of you. it’s just hard sometimes” you sniffle and jeff sits up as well, rubbing your back.

“it’s alright y/n,” you look at him “you’re showing me who you really are.. brave” you smile and rest your head on his shoulder, his arm wrapping around your back and kissing your head, the two of you sitting in silence as you just held each other.

jeff shuts your door after you get out, walking you to your front door. you turn to him, both of you smiling widely.

“well, this was very fun. i didn’t expect to cry, but thank you for letting me cry in front of you and not think i’m weird” you look down but jeff places his hand on your cheek, making you look at him.

“you’re never weird, y/n” he whispers. he looks down at your lips and then back at your eyes “can i kiss you?”

“you don’t have to ask twice” you answer and wrap your arms around his neck, connecting your lips to his. they were so soft, so warm, so nice. you felt comfortable, and he was such a gentleman, and you hoped he never leaves your side.

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xopheliasunflowerx · 6 years

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Baby Kick (Jeff Atkins Imagine) {Requested}

Request Asked: can u write an imagine with Jeff from 13rw where the reader is his girlfriend (or wife) and she's pregnant and they feel the baby kick for the first time? x

Pairing: Jeff X Reader

Fandom: 13 Reasons Why

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You lay on the couch eating popcorn, throwing the popcorn in your mouth and them landing in there. You smile as one was caught. You giggle when another lands on your nose, missing your mouth.

Jeff walks in to see you throwing popcorn in your mouth and getting butter everywhere all over you, he giggles as he sits down to you. He pulls your body to his own for comfort and warmth. He smiles as he places a soft kiss above your forehead. He rubs his hand over your pregnant belly smiling.

"I'm so excited to see you when you arrive. Oh my gosh, like you have no idea." Jeff exclaims with a wide smile on his lips. You smile as you rub your pregnant belly. Jeff then lifts your shirt and places his lips against your soft skin. You giggle as he rolls down the shirt.

His brown eyes looking into your E/C orbs gently. He leans in to kiss your lips until you both felt something that both surprised you. The baby kicked for the first time. You and Jeff looked at each other filled with joy and happiness.

"Was that the baby kicking or?" Jeff asked as you playfully slapped him. He fakes a pout as you roll your eyes at him.

"That was the baby! The baby kicked!" You exclaim as you went into hug Jeff then the baby kicks again. "Oh my gosh! They did it again!" You cheer making Jeff smile, then taking this to an idea. He leans in to his unborn baby.

"Kick for daddy if you're going to love baseball." He ask as you shake your head with a knowing look, you smirk holding in your smile. Next thing happens the baby kicked. Jeff cheers of delight. "Oh yeah! You're just gonna be as great as dad too!" He cheers as you roll your eyes.

"Oh my gosh, Jeff." You chuckle as Jeff smiles at you. He leans in to kiss you touching your lips against his own.

"I love you, Y/N." He whispers making you smile.

"I love you too, Jeff." You say.

"And I love you my little baseball player!"

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stattic-writes · 4 years

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carry-on-my-pretty-weeper · 5 years

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Nothing To Do With Lover Boy

Author: carry-on-my-pretty-weeper

Character(s): Montgomery de la Cruz, Reader

Word Count: 1.8k+

Warnings: mentions of blood, being trapped, crying, and breaking up

Request: Anon- Hiii❣️❣️ I’m just obsessed with your writing it’s amazing! I especially loved your recent “Xoxo Gossip Girls” Monty one he’s my fave.. would u be willing to do one for me?? reader x Monty, Maybe along the break-up & make-up type of scenario like they have a fight but then realize that there’s nobody else they’d rather be with so they get back together (honestly I don’t care if u don’t use that I just need a make up sex thing lol😉) pretty pls?

Author’s Note: fair warning I don’t really write smut because it’s not something I’m comfortable writing, not that there’s anything wrong with it. power out to those who do write it but for me I don’t so there’ll be heavy affection but no smut sorry. but I’m so glad to be back, I missed you guys!!

“Are you being serious Monty? You couldn’t tell she was flirting with you?” you asked in utter disbelief. You had just come back from one of Monty’s baseball games and this bitch was all over him. But your boyfriend did nothing to stop it.

“Y/n you’re just overreacting,” he huffed rolling his eyes. He didn’t. He didn’t just say those infuriating words to you. Unfortunately, for him, he did.

“Oh you think I’m overreacting? I’ll show you overreacting,” you said as you grabbed your jacket.

His face turned from annoyed to confused. “Where are you going?” he questioned standing up from his couch.

“I’m leaving. We’re done Montgomery. If you aren’t going to take me seriously or even listen to me, we’re over,” you stated as you felt a lump start to form in your throat. No, not here. Not in front of him.

“Y/n wait-” but before he can finish his sentence you slammed the door behind you. Stomping the entire way home you fall on your bed and scream into your pillow. Why was he so fucking dumb? Couldn’t he see she was literally all over him? Why did you break up with him? Your phone screen lit up distracting you from your internal screaming, it was a text from Alex. He asked if you were going to the party. Seeing that you no longer had plans you said yes. You were going to stay in with your boyfriend ex boyfriend but seeing that you just broke up all you wanted to do right now was get drunk and party with friends. Leafing through your closet you grabbed a red dress that came up to your mid thigh and put on a lacy black choker. Quickly applying some makeup you marched out the door.

You arrived at the party and made a beeline to the kitchen where you found the alcohol. Vodka sounded like a good option. Pouring it in a red solo cup you scanned the room. You saw the ever famous good boy Atkins, Sherri, and...Clay. Interesting he didn’t go to many parties. Walking over to him you struck up a conversation. He seemed a bit nervous; most guys were when they talked to you. Montgomery made sure of that. But you weren’t his anymore. So you could do whatever you wanted. Although there wasn’t much you wanted to do. Alex found you and joined the conversation as Clay wandered off. Probably looking for Hannah. “So where’s Monty? I thought you two were joined at the hip or somewhere a lot less appropriate,” he said cheekily. Normally you would’ve laughed but right now was a bit different.

“We actually broke up like an hour ago,” you replied as you downed your vodka. His smirk quickly turned into a frown.

“What?”

“You heard me, we broke up,” you repeated wishing you had more alcohol in your system.

“I thought tha-” But before he can finish his sentence you hear a round of cheers. Turning around you see Montgomery enter the house. His teammates clapped him on his back as they talked about the game. He nodded absentmindedly before he caught eyes with you. Tearing your eyes away you travel back to the kitchen. Instead of filling up your cup you drank the alcohol straight from the bottle. The warm liquid burned your throat but you didn’t care.

“Woah there tiger,” a voice said weakly, “You might want to slow down.” Turning to face Montgomery you glared daggers into his soul.

“You aren’t my boyfriend anymore, you can’t tell me what to do.” His face falls before looking up at you again.

“I couldn’t tell you what to do when we, uh, were together,” he chuckled sadly as he put his hands in his pockets. “Y/n, c-can we please talk?”

“You want to talk? Sorry I don’t think it’s a good idea, I might overreact again,” you spit like venom. Tilting the bottle up you take another swig of vodka. “I’ve got to go Montgomery.” Leaving the kitchen you looked around for Alex until you found him talking to Justin. As soon as you reached them all conversation died. Looking from an awkward Justin to an uncomfortable Alex you sighed. “You told him?”

“Y/n I think you need to talk to him. I’m sure whatever he did he didn’t mean, you know how he-” Interrupting Justin’s speech with a hand you pinch the bridge of your nose in annoyance with the other.

“I know you want to defend Montgomery because he’s your friend but right now is not the time Justin.”

“But Y/n-”

“It’s not the time!” you snapped with tears beginning to well up in your eyes. “Fuck.” You turned away from them to collect yourself. Taking a deep breath you face them again. “Monty and I...we-we had a good run. But everything ends.”

“Okay,” he said shifting his weight.

“Where’s your bathroom?” you asked wanting a moment to yourself.

“Upstairs the second door on the right,” he said obviously biting back more words.

“Thanks.” Brushing past them you walk up the stairs and entered a master bedroom. You walked into the bathroom and looked at yourself in the mirror. Get yourself together, nothing lasts forever. You need to get over Montgomery. Just as you were finishing your pep talk you heard the door open.

“Where did you say the beers were?” You heard an unmistakable voice. Pushing open the door you saw Montgomery and listened to the door slam shut behind him. “Y/n?” he questioned confused but you ignored him and pounded on the door.

“Hey! What’s the big idea?” you shouted through the door.

“We aren’t lettin’ you guys out until you solve your issues!” Justin shouted back at you.

“Justin Foley! I swear to god if you don’t open this fucking door I’ll fucking castrate you in your goddamn sleep!” you yelled with a voice filled with promise.

“Y/n maybe you shoul-” Montgomery tried to reason.

“Did you plan this?” You spun around suddenly giving him a look viciousness.

“Lover boy had nothing to do with it,” Zach piped in. Fucking jocks. Letting out a huff of anger from your nostrils Montgomery looked at you with an apologetic face.

“Zach, Justin may not have common sense but I bet you do right? Let me out and I won’t have to make your head into a basket.” You could feel his uneasiness from the other side of the door.

“Sorry Y/n, not this time,” he stated trying to overconfidently hide his fear. Hitting the door with your hand you immediately regret your decision.

“Ah, fuck!” you exclaimed grasping your hand gingerly. Crimson trickled from your knuckle that happened to catch a nail.

“Y/n are you okay?” Montgomery asked getting closer as concern crossed his face. He reached out to inspect your hand but you stopped him quickly.

“I’m okay,” you assured him unconvincingly. Mostly due to the fact that your face pinched up in pain when you were talking.

“Y/n are you serious? You’re bleeding!” he argued as he gave you puppy dog eyes. The ones that make you melt into a puddle everytime. “Let me help you Y/n/n.”

“Montgomery...”

“Look you hit your right hand, right? You’ll be using your weak hand to do everything and-”

“Fine. Fine! You can help me,” you said as you let him lead you back into the bathroom. He held your hand under warm water and dabbed it gently with a cloth. He was treating you so tenderly like you were a frightened animal.

When you winced he stopped immediately as concern crossed his face. “Does it hurt? Do you want me to stop?” he asked as you sheepishly shook your head no.

“I’m okay,” you responded as you scrunched up your nose. It was an embarrassing habit that you had which showed that you were flustered. He knew this. You knew he knew this. He knew that you knew that he knew this. But were either one of you going to address it? It certainly wasn’t going to be you. So the two of you sat in silence until Monty finished caring for you. When you looked down you saw your hand dry and bandaged.

“There...all fixed,” Monty replied with an awkward smile. He reluctantly pulled away from your hand as you inspected it.

“Thanks Monty,” you stated as silence once again washed over the both of you. He looked up at you hopefully as you glanced away. “What?”

“It’s just, uh, that’s the first time you’ve called me Monty since we broke up.” Thinking about it he was right. You called him Montgomery whenever you were mad at him. Monty was too lovey for you when you were angry so Montgomery it was.

“Oh.”

“Y/n/n can we please, please talk about it?” he begged as he gave you those goddamn puppy dog eyes again. You finally caved and nodded your head.

“...Okay,” you said as you threaded your fingers through your hair.

“I don’t think that we should break up. When that girl was talking to me I didn’t care because I was so focused on you that everything around me melted away. You were the only one I cared about in that moment so when that girl was talking to me I-I don’t know... I know I was being a bad boyfriend when I didn’t listen to you but that’s cause it’s impossible for me to have eyes for someone else. But I know I suck and-”

“Monty shut up.”

“What?” he asked confused as he looked at you with panic in his red rimmed eyes.

“I said shut up,” you replied as tears flooded your vision, “You weren’t being a bad boyfriend I was being jealous. I just, I don’t know seeing a girl all over you I saw red an-and-and,” you ranted as you started hyperventilating.

“Hey, hey, hey,” he mumbled as he pulled you into his arms, you could feel tears of his own wet your shirt. Your breathing evened out and you relaxed in his arms. He wiped your tears away as you sniffled. “I’ll forgive you if you forgive me? Even though I’m the bigger douc-”

“Just shut up and kiss me,” you laughed through the tears. Cupping your face in his hands he gives you a gentle kiss as if you were a piece of the glass that he was trying not to break. Deepening it with an urgency you didn’t know you felt he held your waist as he tried to steady you on your tippy toes. Pulling away he looked down at you with adoration in his eyes.

“God I know it had only been a couple of hours but fuck I missed you,” he breathed out as he stroked your cheek. He rested his forehead on yours as you let out another laugh.

“I missed you too Monty,” you confessed before bringing him down for another heated kiss. His left hand came up to thread itself in your hair. You let out an involuntary sound but before you were satisfied the door opened interrupting the two of you.

“They’re all good! Just fucking!” Justin yelled with a shit eating grin on his face. Turning to him with a smile as sharp as knives you stepped toward him.

“Just because me and Monty made up doesn’t mean I’m finished with you Foley,” you articulated as he took a visible gulp and bolted. You ran after him as Monty chuckled now alone in the bathroom. That’s his girl.

#monty de la cruz #monty #montgomery de la cruz #monty de la cruz x you #montgomery de la cruz imagine #montgomery de la cruz x reader #Thirteen Reasons Why #thirteen reasons why fanfiction #thirteen reasons why imagine #thirteen reasons why fic #Justin Foley #zach dempsey #zach dempsey x reader #zach dempsey imagine #jeff atkins

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purestxblood · 6 years

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Chapter 6 of my Clay Jensen ff, For You I Will, is now up.

Click here to read on Wattpad.

To read the newest chapter of my Justin Foley ff, Novocaine, click here .

Enjoy ♥

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pinkykitten · 2 years

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13 reasons why masterlist

✰menu✰ cakes: one-shot macaroons: blurb/drabble or imagine with less than 1,000 cupcakes: headcanons baguette: preferences pies: chapter or series

✰ — cakes:

“i’ll never leave you” | zach dempsey x plus size! fem reader

“i’m happy when i’m with you” | cyrus x fem! reader

“i’m here for you” | clay jensen x fem! reader

“high” | scott reed x fem! reader

“accident” | zach dempsey x davina jensen (oc)

“my knight in shining armor” | clay jensen x fem! reader

“the name” | zach dempsey x adeline foster (oc)

“get away from her” | zach dempsey x fem! reader

✰ — macaroons:

“it has to get better” | clay jensen x fem! reader

“brother’s help” | jeff atkins x fem! reader

“who to choose?” | cyrus x fem! reader x tyler down (some platonic)

#13 reasons why #13 reasons why fanfic #13 reasons why x reader #13 reasons why masterlist #13 reasons why oc #zach demspey x reader #cyrus x reader #clay jensen x reader #scott reed x reader #jeff atkins x reader

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toppersjeep · 2 years

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Masterlist-(Updated)

My list of everyone that I’ve written and the series that I’ve been posting on here. I’ll try and keep this updated for all of you. If I don’t remind me :)

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WWE MASTERLIST

All For Love Charles Leclerc Masterlist

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I used to love you-{Steve Harrington}(Masterlist)

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Austin North (closed)

requests for austin are closed I will leave these ones up my apologies- A/N

Austin Proposes

Austin X Drew (Who’s Baby)

Topper Thornton(Another Love)

Topper Thornton (Just Come Home)

Austin(It’s You)

Joe Keery

Steve Harrington- It’s Always Been You

Steve Harrington-Upside

Andrew Garfield

Andrew(Mine)

Andrew(Baby P.1)

Andrew(Baby P.2)

Peter Parker (Another Spider-Man P.1)

Peter Parker (Another Spider-Man P.2)

Eduardo Saverin( Marks Sister)

Chicago Fire The One Jay Halstead X Matt Casey

Chapter 1-Welcome Home

Chapter 2-Get To Know Him

Chapter 3-Watch Your Back

Chapter 4-Problem House

Chapter 5-Walk Away

Chapter 6-Move On

Chapter 7-Who Knew

Chapter 8-I Want You

Chapter 9-You Love You More

Chapter 10-Think About Me

Chapter 11-Incomplete

Chapter 12-I Miss You

Chapter 13-I’m Sorry

Drew Starkey

Drew- Distance

Samuel Hunt

Greg Gerwitz-Don’t Leave Me

Greg Gerwitz-It’s Been A While

Greg Gerwitz-Jealously

Greg Gerwitz- Pretend

Chicago Fire( Check Yes Nova) Mouse X Blake Gallo

Chapter 1-She’s Sassy

Chapter 2-Trouble Ahead

Chapter 3- Who Is She

One Chicago

Blake Gallo

Marry Me? Or Him P1

That’s the way I love you

Jay Halstead

Sam Carver

This Is What It Feels Like

Random Imagines

Jeff Atkins- When You’re Gone

Max Verstappen/ Lando Norris- Cold Hearted Angel

George Russell- This Love

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requests for f1 and one chicago are open. no longer doing anyone else above unless I have time!!

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chubbygirlfics · 3 years

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Masterlist

Marvel:

Steve Rodgers x Plus size reader

Surgery

Tony stark x plus size reader

Beautiful

Perfect fit

Bucky Barnes x plus size reader

Choose

Choose pt.2

You okay?

Peter Parker x plus size reader

Someone to love (Andrew Garfield)

Loki laufeyson x plus size reader

Human love

Kate bishop x plus size reader

Beautiful girl

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JATP!:

Luke Patterson x plus size reader

Curve

Dating Luke Patterson would include

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Celebs:

Pete davidson x plus size reader

Dating Pete Davidson would include

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Descendants:

Ben Florian x plus size reader

Paparazzi

Changes

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Harry Potter:

Neville Longbottom x plus size reader

I love you

Hermione granger x plus size reader

Potions

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Arcane:

Arcane characters headcanons:

First time they see you without a shirt on

Viktor x plus size reader

Stuck in the rain

Jayce tails x plus size reader

One of a kind

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13 reasons why:

Jeff Atkins x plus size reader

Dating Jeff Atkins would include

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Titans

Dick Grayson x plus size reader

Oh really?

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X-men

Raven Darkholme x plus size reader

The same

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13reasonswhynot · 3 years

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Jeff Atkins NSFW Alphabet

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

He’s very sweet and gentle with you. He always makes sure you’re okay afterwards and that you were comfortable with everything.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His favorite body part of yours would be your thighs. He loved how soft they were, and especially how they wrap around his head when he’s eating you out.

His favorite body part of his would probably be his shoulders or biceps. He loved the way you gripped onto them as you’re riding his dick.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

For starters, he was always set on making you feel good first. His main goal was to make you cum first. He wasn’t against cumming inside you, with a condom of course. But, he loves releasing on your stomach, as he thinks you look beautiful with a part of him on you.

D = Dirty words (favorite phrases to whisper in your ears)

“Let me hear you, baby.”

“Try to stay quiet for me. Can you do that?”

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He’s pretty experienced. He’s had his fair share with girls. But, he’s always open for improvement and to learning about your body and what you like and what makes you feel good.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

He doesn’t really mind. As long as it’s pleasuring the both of you, it doesn’t matter to him. But if he had to pick his favorite, cowgirl or reverse cowgirl>>

G = Giddy (How excited they are everytime they do it?)

He gets even more excited each and every time. He loves spending time with you and most of all pleasuring you.

H = Handjobs (Do they prefer handjobs or blowjobs?)

Definitely blowjobs. He adores the way you make eye contact whilst giving him head.

I = Intimate (How they are in the moment … a kisser … handsy … etc)

He is very handsy. If you’re riding him, his hands will be on your ass. If you’re in missionary, his hands will be interlocked with yours. If you’re in reverse cowgirl, his hands will be on your hips guiding you up and down on his cock. He loves kissing you too. He will worship each and every part of your body.

J = Jacking off (Do they masturbate when they aren’t with you?)

If you aren’t up to having sex, he’ll do it. But, most of the time he’ll ask you, or try to turn you on.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Dirty talk.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

His favorite place is a bed. Again, he doesn’t really care for public places. He rather focus more on your pleasure and if you’re comfortable or not.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

You grinding on him, or just your ass. It doesn’t take much to turn him on when it comes to you.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Inflict pain on you. Never his intention. Here and there his hand would find a place on your neck, but he would never put enough pressure to cause difficulty breathing.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

His main motive is to pleasure you. Hence, he would prefer giving. But, he will not pass down a blowjob if you insisted. In terms of skill, he would be exceptionally good at it. He would take time to learn how your body responds, and move forward with what gives you the most pleasure.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

He’s usually slow and sensual. He likes taking in the moment. But, I wouldn’t underestimate him. He can be fast and rough if he really wanted to be.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Doesn’t really care for them. If you both need a quick release, it’ll happen. But, he much rather take his time with you considering it’s one of the most intimate moments you share with him.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He’s open to experimenting if you wanna try something new. He’s doesn’t care much for taking risks— moreover doesn’t really care for public sex. He rather be focused more on you, and not the possibility of someone catching the two of you.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He lasts for as long as you do. Sometimes you can together, but most of the time his motive is to help you release first. In conclusion, he’ll hold out until you cum.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Personally, he doesn’t own any for himself. If you wanted to use them during sex, he would be more than happy to use them on you. His own preference is none being used on him.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Oh, he is such a tease. He loves to build anticipation to make the experience even more enjoyable. He prefers to tease you when the two of you are alone. His intention is to never publicly embarrass you.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He doesn’t vocalize much, but when he does. It makes you melt. All you could do is grin at the fact you’re making him feel this good.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He loves when you ride him. He thinks it’s the hottest thing when you try and take control, but he finds it even hotter when you submit to him and let him guide your hips.

X = X-rated movies (Do they like watching porn by themselves, with you etc.)

He likes to watch it with you. It usually ends with you and him having sex.

Y = Yes (What they love to do to make you orgasm)

He loves to whisper your favorite names in your ear, forehead kisses, hand holding, hickies in the shape of a J, “Go ahead princess, I got you, let go all over me.”

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He falls asleep once you’re asleep. He always wants to make sure you’re okay after and will ensure you’re comfortably sleeping.

#jeff atkins smut #jeff atkins imagine #jeff atkins #13 reasons why smut #13 reasons why imagine #13 reasons imagine #13 reasons why #smut #writing

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sophiewritesworld · 3 years

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BABIES MAKIN’ BABIES | Jeff Atkins

Requested by anon: Hiiiii 13 reasons why, Jeff Atkins... where you guys are still in high school and your pregnant and when you find out you ignore him for some days and then the fluff at the end PLEASE!!

Pairing : Jeff Atkins x Reader

Word count: 1.4k words.

A/N: Slowly building back my inspiration. Bear with me xX

It started one morning when you woke up feeling like you had the most terrible hangover of all your existence without even drinking the night before. You were nauseous and liable to throw up at the lightest smell of food or any scent for that matter, even your shampoo made you feel sick. Maybe you shouldn’t have had that much pizza with your siblings the night before. “Good morning beautiful.” Jeff wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you against him but the moment his cologne - which you normally adored - hit your nose, you felt instantly sick.

“Morning” You responded trying not to inhale his scent too much and pushed yourself away from him. You never did that.

He frowned. “You good?”

“I agreed on pizza night with Tara and Josh and now my stomach is making me pay for it.” Or so you thought. By lunchtime, you were starving. You realized it when you finished your lunch entirely and still went for your favorite snack as you were heading to your first afternoon class.

But the sickness you thought was gone came back the next morning and the morning after and the morning after. You couldn’t continue blaming the poor pepperoni pizza and mozzarella sticks you ate days ago. “Have you considered being pregnant?” Jessica said when you got out of the bathroom after emptying your stomach. The smell of Montgomery’s sandwich, a basic cheese and ham with mayo, made you feel sick and you rushed to the nearest bathroom, followed by Jessica who was seriously starting to worry about your condition.

“I am on the pill.”

She raised her eyebrows. “And?”

“And it’s impossible for me to be pregnant.”

“It’s only ninety-nine percent effective at preventing pregnancy.”

How unlucky you would be to be the one percent remaining of this popular statistic? But you couldn’t be pregnant. Not now. You pushed the idea away from your thoughts and Jessica to the side as you stormed out of the bathroom. You got back to your seat between your boyfriend and Monty who was still slowly eating his sandwich. It triggered your stomach but you forced yourself not to let the sickness take over. “You alright baby?”

You nodded, forcing a smile on your lips. No, you were far from being alright but you couldn’t just tell him that your friend just planted the idea in your brain that you might be pregnant and that was the reason why you were so sick lately.

Are you upset ?

You weren’t upset. You were mortified at the simple thought that what she said could potentially be true.

Of course not

The three dots were quick to appear on your screen.

Have you taken a test ?

No, I’m scared

Do you have one ?

You had three sitting in your bathroom counter for hours. You got them from the Baker’s pharmacy after school. You didn’t think about it, you grabbed them with the hazelnut chocolate bars you were craving since your bio class this morning. Hannah didn’t make a comment on it. Jessica told her what happened while she was in the library with Clay. She just gave you a comforting smile before you left the shop. You sat your phone on the counter next to the first test you dared to take. Three minutes seemed incredibly long all of a sudden when in other circumstances they seemed so quick. Jessica didn’t send another message when you didn’t respond to the previous one. She must have figured what was going on. She waited with you, looking at the screen of her phone, just as anxious and scared as you were sitting on the closed toilet seat, nervously pulling your shirt’s sleeves over your hands.

The alarm went off and you jumped on your feet, turning it off and purposely avoiding eye contact with the white and blue test next to it as if by doing this something was going to miraculously change the unavoidable truth. But your mind was too curious to know that you caught the single word written on the small screen of the stick with your peripheral vision. Pregnant. Your knees almost gave up on you and you had to steady yourself by holding the edge of the white and grey countertop. “(Y/N/N)?” There was a knock on your bedroom door that you didn’t hear, you only heard the one on your bathroom door. “Honey, are you alright?”

“Yeah mom, I’m fine.”

“Dinner’s ready, we’re waiting for you.”

“I’ll be down in a minute.” You tried your best to sound normal. And your mother bought it. You glanced down at the test and the word was still the same. Pregnant.

During dinner, you didn’t speak much, pushing and dragging your food on your plate. Not only you weren’t hungry but the smell triggered your stomach. You found some stupid excuse about upcoming tests and college admissions to leave before everybody was done. Then you locked yourself in your room, grabbing the two remains tests, ready to dismantle the result of the first one but it only slapped you harder when they were all positive. You felt sick again. Pregnancy was meant to be a happy time. But you were terrified to the point that when Jeff tried to call you later that evening, you ignored him. You couldn’t talk to him, not right now. You needed to process the news first.

The next day - and the days after - you pretended being sick and asked to stay home which your parents didn’t really argue with. You didn’t respond to any of Jeff’s calls or messages and when he showed up to your house, you pretended to be asleep so you didn’t have to face him.

But when Monday came, there weren’t many options left for you and you had to go to school. You had to face Jeff and tell him everything. “What’s the silent treatment for?”

Jeff had his arms crossed over his chest as he leaned against the locker next to yours. “There’s no silence treatment, J.” You avoided the eye contact as much as you could.

“Then why have you been ignoring me for days?” He slammed your locker shut and stepped in front of you, forcing you to look at him. “Don’t you dare tell me there is nothing because obviously there is and you are hiding it from me, (Y/N)”

You didn’t have time to react that tears filled your eyes. Damn hormones. The smallest things made you emotional. “We need to talk but not here.” Silence was heavy in the car as Jeff speed through Evergreen’s streets. You thought about a million ways to tell him you were carrying his child but the very moment you were seated in front of him, holding the hold chocolate cups tightly between your hands, it felt like you had forgotten how to speak. Jeff cleared his throat, getting slightly annoyed by the silence. You took a deep breath and looked up. “I am pregnant.” You never said the words out loud, thought them but never said them to anybody. “I found out last week but I didn’t know how to tell you… ” Now it was his turn to remain silent, not knowing what to say. “Jeff please say something”

He didn’t. He wanted to but he couldn’t seem to find the right words. Just like you, it hit him like a brick wall but unlike you, he felt happy. So happy that when he caught your gaze, he started crying. “I really thought you wanted to break up with me, (Y/N/N).”

“Oh my God, Jeff.” Now it was the two of you crying. “I would never even think about it.”

Jeff moved to sit by your side and pulled you against him, pressing a kiss to your temple. “I’m sorry I yelled at you earlier, I didn’t mean to baby.” He mumbled.

“You were pretty intimidating.” Jeff chuckled at your words. How did you manage to crack a joke in the middle of an emotional moment?

When you looked at him, he had a soft smile plastered on his lips and he moved his hand to push away the rest from your face. “We’re having a baby, uh?” You just nodded and smiled before resting your head against his chest.

“You think we can handle a baby?”

“We’ll manage, my love.” He responded already thinking about your future life. The three of you.

#jeff x reader #jeff atkins #jeffatkins #jeff atkins x reader #jeffatkinsxreader #Brandon Larracuente #brandonlarracuente #13 reasons why #13reasonswhy #13rw #13 Reasons Why fanfic #13 reasons imagine #imagine #reader insert #fanfic #jeff atkins imagine #fluff #pregnant reader

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lilxberry · 3 years

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Comfort and Moving Forward - Jeff Atkins

Synopsis;

Jeff has to watch his dear friend suffer from Justins’ actions, all whilst hoping that she would notice her worth. And him.

Warnings: Angsty af. Fluffff. Mentions of cheating (past relationship). Language. Cute ass Jeff. Super cheesy, cliché plot line *eye roll*

Words: 2,711

Pairing: Jeff Atkins x reader, Justin Foley x reader (past relationship)

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"So wait, you really said that?"

"Like I said. I. GOOGLED. EVERYTHING. How do you expect me to ignore Google?"

Y/N threw her head back with laughter as Tony and she walked down the hallways of Liberty High, drawing the attention of their peers. Taking deep breaths of air to help calm her down, she shook her head and patted her friend on the shoulder, slowing to look at him. "You're possibly the dumbest person I've ever met!"

"But I'm your favourite!" Jeff exclaimed proudly, a smug look plastered across his face.

"Hmm, I dunno about that..." Y/N trailed off, a feigned look of contemplation crosses her features as she rubs her chin, in false deep thought. "I think I like Jensen better."

Jeff stops dead in his tracks as he grasps at his chest, imitating hurt and heartbreak. "How dare you? I'm extremely offended Y/N/N. I'm gonna pretend you didn't say that."

A smile soon breaks across his face as he slings his arm across her shoulder and chuckles, pulling her close into his side. "You're lucky I love you." He makes kissy faces down towards her, making her face scrunch up in insincere disgust.

Y/N scoffs and playfully rolls her eyes as she jabs her finger gently into his ribs. "Sure am, dumbass."

They proceed to make their way their way out of the school and towards Jeff's car in the parking lot continuing to softly chuckle at the exchange when Y/N perks up, hearing the familiar roaring, boisterous laugh and an airy, girlish giggle carry through the air, making her fall behind Jeff and look around to find the owner.

Jeff noticed the sudden absence of his friend next to him and turns back towards her noticing she's staring of to the side, a mixture of sadness, longing and anger across her features. He takes note of the direction she's looking in and turns his attention to find the source of Y/N's rapid change in mood and behaviour. Once he laid his eyes upon the couple several parking spaces away, laughing loudly together with numerous jocks on either side of them, showing an excessive amount of PDA, Jeff understood immediately and swiftly moved to collect Y/N.

Once reaching his sullen friend, he wrapped his arm around her securely, pulling her along to his car to get in and flee from the scene that was playing out in front of them. Y/N hadn't even realised she was crying until Jeff reached a hand up to her face to wipe away fallen tears soaking the skin of her cheek in salty streams. He smoothed her hair down at the back of her head as he whispered words of comfort to her, in hopes of calming her down.

Finally buckled up within the confined of the vehicle, Y/N releases a long, shaky sign as her eyes screw shut tightly, trying to control her breathing and not break down into sobs.

"Fuck Justin, okay? He's not worth it." Jeff tries to improve his friends glum spirit. "Hey, wanna sleepover? We haven't had one in forever and I really do need to catch up with The Punisher. Plus, I think we both could do with not giving a shit what we eat right now." He throws her a mischievous grin.

She gives him a small smile and nods her head softly, not trusting her voice at that current moment.

Giving her a one last glance from the edge of his peripheral vision, he turned on the engine and left the schools premises. _______________

With Y/N's parents away for the weekend, the house is empty and quiet, perfect for using the living room for their marathon. After unlocking her front door, Jeff hastily speeds past her and places the bags full of junk food on to the coffee table before sprinting upstairs, readying his arms for the mountain of pillows and blankets he will soon wrestle with to get downstairs.

Y/N watches in slight amusement at her best friend preparing anything and everything needed to comfort her and make her happy. She smiles softly as she kicks her shoes off before lazily making her way up to her bedroom to get changed into her warm and inviting sleepwear, which includes one of the many sweatshirts she's stolen from her frantic friend who's still setting everything up.

She's always adored Jeff, quite frankly was in love with him for the longest time, but as he got his first load of girlfriends in high school, she became disheartened and locked away all hope she could possibly have. She could never believe someone as amazing as Jeff could reciprocate her feelings. plus, she never wanted to endanger her friendship with Jeff, she would break if he was no longer in her life, discouraging her further from admitting her feeling to the baseball player.

When Justin came along one day and asked her out on a date to the movies, she was quite shocked but extremely thankful in a way as she could use the distraction to take her mind away from Jeff. The date went well and soon, multiple others occurred, leading to the two to finally become a couple.

Y/N genuinely fell for the boy and she thought he fell just as hard for her but those thoughts soon diminished once she had witnessed her now ex-boyfriend make out with Jessica Davis, one of the cheerleaders at Liberty, 3 weeks ago. Y/N and Jess weren't best friends of anything but they were civil enough to be considered acquaintances who occasionally hung around the same people.

She had voiced concerns to Justin himself about his friendliness towards the girl but he always dismissed it and said that he loved her and only her. Oh, how right she was to have her doubts.

Justin Foley had well and truly broken the poor girl.

'Was I not good enough?'.....'Am I not pretty enough?'.....'Did I bore him?'.....'What does Jessica have that I don't?'.....'Didn't I show him how much I love him enough?'.....

'Did he ever love me?'.....

She luckily had Jeff who was always there for her. He had shut down every doubt and nasty, self-deprecating thought that damaged her confidence and self-esteem. He would go to the ends of the Earth just to see her happy, even if he was miserable for the rest of his life.

When Y/N and Justin started dating, Jeff was absolutely devastated. He felt heartbroken but it all felt bittersweet when he realised how happy Justin was making his precious Y/N. He wanted time and time again for it to be him to be making her so happy and full of joy, but he never had the gall to state how her felt as he too was scared of ruining what they had.

And with that, he would suffer the consequences of his lack of courage and be subjected to watch his one true soulmate be with him.

"Will you bloody calm down Jeff! I'm getting exhausted just from fucking watching you!"

He exhales a chuckle as he makes his last trip consisting of covers down the stairs. "I just wanna get to eating and cuddling with my favourite." He grinned at her whilst sending her a cheeky wink.

She looked down as she felt her face flush with colour, tinging the tips of her ears and full cheeks pink. "Shut up." She mumbled quietly in reply, the corners of her mouth quirking upwards, forming a small smile to grace her features.

He smiles at her, eyes filled with adoration, absorbing the breath taking sight of his best friend that he was completely and utterly in love with. "I'm gonna go change. I'm pretty sure you left some sweatpants here from last time. I could find them and bring them down for you after I'm done, if you like."

"Yeah, sure." He gave her another small smile and a chaste kiss on the forehead before heading downstairs.

Her blush intensified as he left from the small display of affection. She walked leisurely into her room, quickly finding her sleepwear and stripping of her day clothes. As she changes, she looks over towards her once fully made bed to now see nothing but a mattress, noting the lack of pillows and covers. She releases a breathy giggle, imagining what she ever did right to deserve someone as amazing, kind, caring and special as Jeff.

Y/N's smile started to widen once her thoughts drifted back to Jeff, with his stupid, perfect face. She quickly shook her head to rid herself of the thoughts and finished slipping into her more comfortable clothing.

She dug through her draws, soon finding a pair of darkish grey sweatpants and a navy t-shirt. Collecting them into her arms, she flounces down the stairs to be met with a lounging Jeff surrounded by food, blankets and enough pillows to fill a warehouse. She lets out a snort causing Jeff's attention to be instantly directed towards the girl and a wide yet playful grin to cross his face. "Took you long enough."

"Ha ha." Y/N replies in a sarcastic tone then proceeds to throw the clothing towards the sluggish lounger taking up the couch.

A quiet ‘oof‘ escaped his lips as the clothing hit the intended target that is his face. He removes the clothing from upon his head and his smile falters for a millisecond before turning into a prideful smirk, taking his bottom lip in-between his pearly whites, raking his eyes over her form. "Nice sweatshirt you got there."

"Shut up. It looks better on me anyways." She playfully retorts back at him to distract him from the item of clothing in question and the painfully obvious blush creeping back on to her cheeks.

"That I can agree on." He stands and smugly struts towards the bathroom to go change. As he walks away, he playfully pinches her hip before speaking again. "Why don't you set up the T.V. ready."

Once he's disappeared around the corner and the door to the bathroom can heard closing, Y/N releases a breath she hadn't realised she was holding. Walking towards the couch, fumbling with the ends of the shirt she wears, she sits down and reaches for the remote, readying Netflix and bringing up The Punisher for the marathon to begin.

A mere 2 minutes pass before Jeff returns, clad in his sweats and shirt. He plops himself on top of the couch and impossibly close to Y/N, bringing an arm to rest behind her as he pulls a blanket over with the other. Once fully settled into their mountain of comfort, Jeff finally grabs the T.V. remote and presses play.

"Buckle up baby, it's gonna be a long night."

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Through out each and every episode, Y/N couldn't help but let her mind wander and swim with thoughts, not truly paying attention to whatever Frank Castle is doing on screen.

'Was I really a terrible girlfriend?'...….'Should I be happy it's over?'...….'What's with all of Jeff's playful flirting?'...….'It's totally not flirting, right?'...….'He definitely does not like me like that'...….'Is it too soon to be thinking about Jeff like this?'...….

Y/N was so busy drowning in her own thoughts, she hadn't realised that Jeff has been trying to get her attention for the past few minutes nor that her eyes had glazed over and let slip a few salty tears. What truly broke her out of her revere was the gentle cupping of her cheek in a large, calloused hand wiping said tears with gentle strokes of the thumb.

She looked up through her long, delicate eyelashes and glassy irises to be met with the concerned gaze of Jeff. He had a sad smile on his face as he began to speak. "What's wrong Y/N/N?"

That's all it took for the dam to break and her body was wracked with sobs. Jeff brought her head towards his chest, burying her face into his shirt as he held her tightly, kissing the crown of her hair and cooing softly, telling her it's okay, that he's there and that he isn't leaving.

She bawled up his shirt tightly into her shaky hands, knuckles turning white, as her body trembled next to his. "wh-why wasn't....I-I-I g-good enough...?" Her voice broken, stuttering and hiccupping through her sentence, choking on her gut wrenching sobs and dry lump in her throat.

His heart broke watching the girl he loved look so fragile and in a state of distraught. He feels a knot in his chest tightening, the guilt that feels taking over. 'If only I had told her, she wouldn't have ended up hurt by him'. He takes fault in not having the courage to tell her his feelings before Justin got to her. If he had, she wouldn't have had her heart broken by some asshole who barely treated her right in the first place.

As he beats and berates his self on the inside, he exudes a strong and calming façade, trying to project any form of happiness on to her in the hopes she finds comfort.

"It's him who wasn't good enough. NEVER say you aren't good enough." She squeezes her eyes shut tightly, shaking her head and sniffling. "Th-then why'd he d-do it...?"

"Because he's a fucking asshole who never deserved you. He could never, in a million years, ever treat you how you rightly deserved to be treated. You're absolutely perfect and it kills me when you belittle yourself like that Y/N.

You're so beautiful. I could travel to any and every place on Earth and I could never find anything more beautiful than you. You're smart, kind, caring, compassionate, kinda a dork but there isn't a single thing I would change about you because I have and always will love you for who you are when you're yourself."

By this point, she's looking up at him with wide eyed, cheeks stained with dry tears, lips parted in shock.

He brings his hand up to reattach to her cheek, cupping it gently as he leans forward, resting his forehead against her, noses lightly touching. "I love you, Y/N Y/L/N and I wish you could see just how much."

In a surge of confidence and possibly fear, she closes the gap between them and crashes her lips on to his. She tugs at his shirt to bring him impossibly closer as their lips mould together perfectly. They relish on the feeling of their lips against the other.

All too soon, they reluctantly pull away, the need for oxygen too much. Leaning their foreheads back on to one another's, they heavily pant for breath, staring into each others eyes with what only could be described and love, lust, adoration and awe.

"I love you, Jeff." She whispers breathlessly, afraid that if she spoke any louder, all the air will rush out of her lungs, scared the moment would be over and a harsh reality would crash over her.

"I love you, Y/N." Although, as Jeff whispers just as quietly and just as breathless as her, she smiled at the realisation that this could possibly the beginning of something wonderful.

"I think I may be over him." A chuckle rumbles in Jeff's chest.

"I sure hope so, otherwise this is gonna be really fucking awkward and I didn't even need to Google that to know so." She giggles and projects a beaming smile. "I get that you might still need time but, I'd love if you would be my girlfriend and let me take you out on an actual date?" He smiled sheepishly as he asked.

His sheepish smile soon turned into an over ecstatic grin as she nodded her head furiously at him instantly. She stretched her neck up and kissed his cheek gently then settled back into the couch, snuggling into his side. He smiled down towards her and places a sweet, chaste kiss on her hairline before turning his attention back to the television screen, bringing her closer into his embrace.

Words couldn't truly describe their feelings in the moment but as Y/N and Jeff continued to cuddle, watching The Punisher with cheek splitting grins etched on to their faces, there was a sense of serenity and safety surrounding them. They felt at peace in each others arms.

Happy, content and at peace.

_______________ . . . . . I really hope you like this I mean, it's my third fic so don't expect my ideas or plot to be exceeding your expectations, yanno lmao Any and all constructive criticism is welcomed as always and I really do look forward to hopefully receiving some requests (I may actually know what I'm doing then) If you enjoyed this, please don't forget to press that lil like button as it could really help me out :D

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