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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 
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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.
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broadwaymaddie · 5 years
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What Would Happen If the Gang Found out Clay Hsving a Secret Girlfriend
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itsaboutsurvival · 4 years
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MY FIRST IMAGINE ON HERE!!!!
Hey, My name is Cece and I’m a nasty ass biiiitch!!! My favourite character from 13rw as you can probably guess is Montgomer De La Cruz. That man can break my bones, please and thank you. So to start off my first post I decided to write a Monty Imagine. You’re welcome. And btw all of the girls who like Monty, yall either have daddy issues, daddy kinks or both. Same.
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Warnings: swearing.
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I walked down the corridor, hoping he wouldn’t see me. I felt like running away. Me and Monty broke up- well I broke up with him. I just have too much going on in my life and I don’t want him to get hurt. So I had to. If I’m honest I wasn’t expecting him to be as upset as he was...he almost cried. Of course I felt guilty and I was hurting too but It was the right thing to do....right?
“Y/N!” I heard from behind me. I awkwardly smiled, turning around to see Montgomery jogging up to me. He looked awful. Usually he looks well rested and healthy...but today he looked sleep deprived and depressed. Shit. “Hey, Monty” I greeted, looking at the floor. I couldn’t look him in the eyes. “Can we talk, alone? I really do love you, unlike anyone else. And I don’t wanna lose you that easily” He said, his eyes soft and his lips frowned. I sighed and shook my head, If I looked at him or said anything I’d definitely start crying. Pull yourself together!
I hated this, I couldn’t eat at lunch because normally I’d have him by my side. My anxiety was through the roof and until now, I never really realised how much I needed him. But he didn’t deserve a piece of shit like me. I made it to the car park, ready to leave school when Zach Dempsey came rushing up to me. He pulled my arm and dragged me to the back of the school. “Zach! What the fuck?!” I shouted, oblivious to whag was going on. He stopped me and infront I saw Monty, punching the crap out of Jeff Atkins- my best friend. He’s the one who gave the advice to break up with Monty. He said it was for my own good but I did it to protect Monty.
“Monty! Get off him!” I demanded, rushing over to push Monty off of Jeff with my foot. He soon fell back and I was able to get between the two boys. “What the fucking hell is going on here? Monty you’re such an asshole! Somebody explain before I beat everyones ass!” I shouted, staring at the few jocks around me. A bunch of ‘ohs’ could be heard and I glared at the boys making the noises. “He made you break up with me! Didn’t he?!” Monty asked loudly. I crossed my arms and groaned, pulling monty by the ear to a spot where we could talk alone.
“First of all, De La Cruz, It was my choice to break up with you because I have so much bullshit going on in my life. I didn’t want you to get hurt! Did you even think of that? Of course you didn’t because you were too busy shoving your head up your own arse to realise it. Secondly, Jeff only made a suggestion so you should go and fucking apologise right now.” I told him sternly. This is what drew me and Monty together. We were both hot heads. “Wha- you could have told me! You could have said something Y/N. I fucking love you, okay. You’re my baby and I always want what’s best for you. We’re supposed to be in this together. So whatever you’re dealing with, I’m dealing with too now. Because you are NOT breaking up with me!” He said, his voice breaking.
My heart felt sore, like it was cracking again. He sniffled and looked down at me. He pulled me for an unexpected hug and a small tear fell on my head. “Please don’t leave me...you’re all I got” He whispered. In that moment, I knew he was genuine about his feelings. I took a few deep breaths a held onto him too. We soon pulled away and I smiled up at him. “You need to apologise to Jeff, please baby.” I told him, wiping away any other tears. He nodded and wiped his nose with his flannel shirt. “That’s gross.” I commented and we both shared a small laugh. He walked up to Jeff, presumably apologising. They seemed cool after that.
Monty escorted me to my car and sat inside with me. “Tell me, What’s going on” He began, hand on my knee. I took a deep sigh and started to explain “My parents are divorcing and I was afraid that I would go back to my old ways...smoking...drinking....drugs” I admitted. Monty put his hand on my cheek and I felt instantly safe. “It’s okay babygirl. I’m here, I’m gonna make sure you keep clean for good” He reassured me. I sniffled and he chuckled. “God, today is so emotional.” He commented, wiping a tear from my eye. “I love you.” He whispered before locking our lips. I was taken aback for a second but soon kissed back, smiling and speeding up with him. I do love him. I love him. I love Montgomery De La Cruz. And that’s for goddam sure.
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SO WHAT DO YA THANKKKK?!!!
I personally don’t know how good it’ll be because I’m so tired and I have a headache but I love writing so freaking much
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•Brandon via Instagram #brandonlarracuente #jeffatkins #jeffatkinsdeservedbetter #thirteenreasonswhy #13reasonswhy #13rw #30secondstomars
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unhelpful-y0da · 6 years
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Guess who’s back, BACK AGAIN
I know i’ve been gone for a loooong time but omg guys i just saw the first episode from the new season and i’m more back then ever!!! There are so much crazy things going to happen i can feel it!!!
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renee-molloy · 6 years
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3 REASONS ROSE - 13RW SHORT STORY
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“Rose Walker, Welcome to your tape”
Rose walker had an ordinary American life. She had her family, her twin brother who annoyed her a boyfriend who loved her. Friends that were always there.
Her life was perfect, she had her future planned out and with each day it became more and more real.
Until in a few weeks her world came crashing down.
Her boyfriend and close friend both died within 2 weeks of each other. Her friends are starting to act strange and soon she finds out why.
Tapes. Not just any tapes, tapes from the friend she lost. An somehow shes on them.
Find out why she is on the tapes, find out the truth behind the deaths of the ones she loved. The truth of her brother.
It all becomes clear In
3 Reasons Rose
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jefferyatkns · 7 years
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He’s so precious!! (not my video, credit to owner)
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faithandpositivity · 7 years
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Angelic laughter
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„Hey! Stranger!“
You took your view off of your book. Eventhough you weren’t any sure if it was you who was meant with the voice or not, you didn’t know if maybe you should feel offended. Being called stranger didn’t feel like an appropriate name for someone with…well, for someone. It was not a new thing for you to be the new girl in school. In the last four years your family had moved three times already and you always had to go to new schools. So this time you told yourself there was no need of making new friends, because you assumed you might lose them anyways when the year was over.
„Yes, you. Girl in blue.“
It was official. The voice meant you. You took a look around and saw some guy swagging right across to you. The way he walked made you laugh, eventhough you tried to hide it. It was hard not looking at him: his hair was light brown and his glazed blue-green eyes flashed through the whole cafeteria, it seemed. You remembered his face. The two of you had English lessons together with Ms Auwill. He sat on the rear school desk and usually spent most of his time drawing something. His name was John or James or something.
„Yes?“
„Is it okay if…well, can I sit with you?“
„Sure.“ You lowered your view on your perusal again and started refreshing your mind to find a way to make your brain think about Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte. You had read that book already, actually you read it about two times already, but it was still stressing and obsessing you when you tried to understand whatever happened in there.
While you tried to understand what page 44 was talking about you felt some blue eyes low-key observing every move you did and every breath you took. You coughed slightly to show the real stranger that you noticed.
„I’m sorry“, he mumbled with a soft voice. For the first time you took a real look on his clear face. One second you thought, maybe you had never ever seen someone with such clear skin before. In the next second you had to hide another laughter because of his helmet coiffure. „I didn’t mean to stare“, he kept speaking, „but I know how you feel. I was the new one before, too.“
Your eyes widened. „Really?“
John James Whatever hiked his shoulders with an innocent smile and looked away. „Actually, no. I was born here.“
„Here, in Liberty High, you mean?“
He had a white and blue shirt on which said exactly that. Liberty High. And a big blue 14.
You knew you had known him from somewhere else than only English class. He was a baseballer here in Liberty and you had seen him on the training more than once, every day after school when you headed on to going home.
„Oh yeah. I grew old with the black boards, you know?“ A tiny smile crossed his perfectly pinched lips. For a second you thought he had such a beautiful face, he could do an ad for facemasks or something. „How is your first week here going? Is everyone nice to you?“
You thought about for a second. Then you added a small nod. „It’s perfect. Everyone here is super nice.“ But you lied. It was your fifth day here and you had absolutely no friends. Not even one. This conversation was the first one you had at all, besides the talks with the teachers. You were not very good at making new friends, but the thought that you didn’t need many friends, because you would move in some months again, held your head up.
„What’s your name?“, he asked in a sorta shy way. Maybe he felt bad because he knew that the two of you had classes together. You felt like comforting him, because the only hint about his name to you was that it started with the letter J.
„I’m Y/N Y/L/N“, you introduced yourself politely and combed through your hair with your fingers.
„Y/N. What a pretty name“, the boy smiled and lowered his view on the table.
You tapped on your salver with your fingers as if you were waiting for something. Then you coughed sligthly again.
„Oh, damn. I’m sorry. I’m Jeff. Jeff Atkins.“
„Nice to meet you, sorry.“
For a second he smiled and looked directly into your eyes, what made the whole situation even more perfect. Then the ring bell. And you decided that this was enough perfection for the day. You stuffed your book in your bag and stood up with a smooth flow.
„Well, guess I see you in English then, Jeff Atkins.“
He smiled again and you could hear angels singing across the whole cafeteria. Before you left you turned around once again and stared into his face. He lifted his shoulders and opened his mouth as if he was trying to say something.
„Please tell me, I’m not a bet you lost.“
And all over the angels singing you could the sweet sound of a nice guy laughing. His laughter was so easy and uncomplicated that you could almost feel it melting in your ears. You had to laugh, too.
„Well, if there was a bet included anyway, it’d be one that I had won, Y/N.“
And with those kind words you saw Sorry Jeff Atkins vanishing into the wide corridors of Liberty High.
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hannvfx · 7 years
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JEFF ATKINS DESERVED BETTER. JEFF ATKINS DESERVED BETTER. JEFF ATKINS DESERVED BETTER. JEFF ATKINS DESERVED BETTER. JEFF ATKINS DESERVED BETTER. JEFF ATKINS DESERVED BETTER. JEFF ATKINS DESERVED BETTER. JEFF ATKINS DESERVED BETTER. JEFF ATKINS DESERVED BETTER. JEFF ATKINS DESERVED BETTER. JEFF ATKINS DESERVED BETTER. JEFF ATKINS DESERVED BETTER. JEFF ATKINS DESERVED BETTER. JEFF ATKINS DESER
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karlnapsity · 5 years
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ALL MY FICTIONAL AND CELEBRITY CRUSHES 3RD & FINAL PART.
(final part of my fictional and celebrity crushes xD)
(not in any specific order)
1. Henry Bowers [IT]
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(middle one obviously)
(idek why but he is fucking cute)
2. Jeff Atkins [13RWHY]
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3. Montgomery De La Cruz [13RWHY]
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4. Alex Standall [13RWHY]
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HOPE YOU ENJOYED LEARNING WHO ARE MY FICTIONAL AND CELEBRITY CRUSHES GUYS.
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sophiewritesworld · 6 years
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A Kiss To Change It All - Montgomery de la Cruz (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/RBWoHz9TCP 
As many people asked for a Wattpad version of it, so here it is! I will be publishing on both (as soon as I get back to writing which is in a few days? Hopefully...)  And I suck at doing edits for pictures and stuff, so I just did this cover with whatever I found on Google ahah. 
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coffee-and-flannels · 7 years
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I'm not sure if other people picked this up also but in one of the last episodes, the night of Jessica's party, Hannah told clay, "so the only times we get to hang out is when Jeff Atkins forces you to?" And clay said "maybe." The camera panned to Jeff in the back, then to clay, and then to Hannah. Another factor is that when Jeff died, she felt like she could never hang out with clay again because their reason for hanging out was forever gone. When Jeff died, her hope for Clay died a little more too.
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awtkins-blog · 7 years
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he's so attractive i love him
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rejectionhood · 7 years
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most iconic duos.
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•Brandon via Instagram #brandonlarracuente #jeffatkins #jeffatkinsdeservedbetter #thirteenreasonswhy #13reasonswhy #13rw #30secondstomars
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I'm in a @13reasonswhy mood like 24/7. #13reasonswhy #clayjensen #dylanminnette #tonypadilla #jeffatkins #thirteenreasonswhy #brandonlarracuente #followme #follow #like #comment #justinfoley #brandonflynn #brycewalker #rossbutler #zachdempsey #hannahbaker #katherinelangford #christiannavarro #alishaboe #jessicadavis #justinprentice #milesheizer #alexstandall #quotes #13reasonswhyquotes
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