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bumblesimagines · 1 month

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Marcus Baker

you never gave me back my things.

i was hoping i'd see you again.

i never like how it ended between us.

you never gave me back my things.

i was hoping i'd see you again.

i never like how it ended between us.

Pronouns: They/Them/Theirs, Gender Neutral!Reader

You released a sigh of relief as you slumped back in the chair and released the pencil, giving your aching hand a much-needed break. You rubbed the area between your thumb and index finger, pleased to have finally finished the five-page essay for English class. You were certain if you had to read another ancient poem and write an essay about it again, you'd have a breakdown alongside your classmates. But with the pressure of the deadline disappearing, you looked forward to taking a break from classwork.

You stood up from the table and collected the papers, carefully slipping them into a folder and then sliding the folder into your backpack. You nodded to the other students studying and working at the table before slinging your backpack over your shoulder and making a beeline for the doors. As much as you loved the school's library, you never wanted to step foot in it again for at least two weeks.

"Hey, (Y/N)!" A voice called out, attempting to be quiet but still getting dirty looks from those nearby. Marcus dipped his head apologetically and whispered a few 'sorry's before facing you and offering a sheepish, equally as apologetic smile.

Before Virginia Miller had strolled into Wellsbury, you might've greeted Marcus with a kiss and told him all about your day. You might've taken his hand, listened to his troubles, and given him as much advice and reassurance as he needed. But he'd chosen to ruin the relationship you'd poured so much time into over a girl he hardly knew well. You half-expected them to boldly continue their secret relationship as an official couple now, but all you saw were longing looks from her and an exhausted-looking Marcus.

"I heard you were going to start tutoring again and- and was wondering if you could help me with homework? I'll pay you, obviously. I don't have a lot but-"

"Silver's looking, too. I can pass her your number and she'll help you with whatever you need, Marcus." You told him, turning on your heel and stepping out of the library. The door shut behind you, only to open again as Marcus followed. The Bakers seemed like a notoriously stubborn family, and yet they'd been a family you once wished to become a part of.

"Actually, I was hoping I'd see you again. I-I wanted to talk about everything, you know? I didn't like how it ended between us." Marcus explained, occasionally stumbling over his words as he quickened his pace to catch up with you.

"Oh, you mean how you spent months secretly hooking up with your neighbor who was in a relationship with one of your sister's friends and I found out at the same time as everyone else because you didn't have the balls to tell me you didn't want to be with me anymore? It would've saved me a whole lot of trouble, Marcus. And by the way, you never gave me back my things."

Marcus quickened his step again and stepped in front of you, his hands shooting out to grab your forearms and force you to stop. You pursed your lips, your jaw clenching briefly and head tilting to finally look him in the eye. "I fucked up, and I'm really sorry, (Y/N). And I didn't tell you about Ginny because I didn't want to break up. I-I-I was an asshole, I know that. I don't know what I was thinking but I knew I didn't want to lose you. I was confused and-"

"You were confused for nearly a whole year, Marcus? I seriously doubt that. Like I said, you would've saved me a lot of trouble being honest. Besides, if Ginny really wanted you, she wouldn't have gotten with Hunter." You brushed his arms away and stepped back. "Please, just drop this Marcus. It's over and it'll stay over. Maybe I'll forgive you and we'll become friends again but... I don't really want you in my life right now."

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whyareyouhere66 · 1 year

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I’m gonna post all of these at some point or another but-

which do we want more

[i know jj will likely win but that’s ok cause I like him most I just want to see the “fan favorites” there will be a list coming from this]

#whyareyouhere66randomshit #66 recs&replies #outer banks #jj maybank x male reader #Marcus baker x male reader #Marcus baker #jj maybank #darry curtis x reader #darry curtis #the outsiders #benny rodriguez #the sandlot

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thebisexualdogdad · 1 year

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Marcus x male reader, dating headcanons with smut please 😩

Marcus Baker x Male!reader

● Marcus came out as bi to his family very casually

● he knew he wasn't straight for as long as Max had but unlike Max he didn't feel the need to tell anyone until you started dating

● they were all eating dinner when Ellen asked him and Max about their day

● Marcus "school was boring like usual… oh and I have a boyfriend his name is Y/N"

● Max dramatically "Oh my god I fucking knew it!!"

● Ellen "Max language, wait is Y/N that nice boy that lives down the street?"

● spending all your time at the Baker house

● Max "I'm coming in! You have five seconds to put your clothes on!"

● there is never a moment where you and Marcus aren't stoned

● literally before, after and sometimes even during school you two are smoking

● Ellen is always confused by the late night pizzas being delivered

● "Marcus why did you and Y/N order a pizza, we had dinner two hours ago?"

● "uhh we're growing boys who need extra nourishment?"

● Max is just giggling in the corner because she could smell the weed coming from his bedroom

● and she gets to a steal a slice in exchange for not ratting you out

● Marcus has an entire sketchbook of drawings of you

● playing with his hair while you're cuddling

● borrowing his weird shirts which Max does not approve of

● "really Y/N I expected better from you"

● he sneaks into your room all the time for midnight hook ups

● handjobs are your most common sexual activity because it's the quickest and easiest thing to get away with

● in his room while you guys are supposed to be "studying" or "watching a movie"

● in your car during lunch

● in the bathroom at a party

● you and Marcus don't go to nearly as many parties as Max but you can persuade Marcus to go out and be social with the incentive of sex at some point during said party

● when Marcus stays the night you like to wake him up a blowjob to make him stay longer

● for a moment he doesn't care how much trouble he's gonna be in if his parents go to his room and find he isn't in his bed

● "Oh crap it's almost 9 I gotta get home"

● "how about you stay 10 more minutes and I make you cum again?"

● "well how am I supposed to say no to that offer"

#ginny and georgia imagine #marcus baker imagine #marcus baker x reader #x male reader #headcanons

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sourcherryandsprinkles · 2 years

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✨💫 NAVIGATION 💫✨

About me:

My name is Christina, I'm 20+, and I love Halloween, makeup of all genre, horror movies, 2000s rom-coms, writing, cats...and Taylor Swift more than anything. I'm a creative person at heart and share personality type with Kat Strattford and Wednesday Addams. I've been writing since I read the Twilight books and currently write for Scream, Wednesday, TSITP, Marvel, and more

☆ My taglists form here

☆ My 2024 prompt list is here and you can send requests here at any time

Who I write for:

MCU characters (Peter Parker + Loki Laufeyson) | Masterpost

Teen Wolf (Stiles Stilinski + Derek Hale) | Masterpost

Outer Banks (JJ Maybank + Rafe Cameron) | Masterpost special fandom prompt list

Jess Mariano (Gilmore Girls) | Masterlist

Game of Thrones/House of the Dragon (Daemon Targaryen + Aemond Targaryen + Aegon II Targaryen + Jacaerys Velrayon (NEW) + Jon Snow) | Masterpost special fandom prompt list NEW

Wednesday (Xavier Thorpe + Ajax Petropolus + Wednesday Addams) | Masterlist

Marcus Baker (Ginny & Georgia) | Masterpost

Scream (Ethan Landry + Chad Meeks Martin + Mindy Meeks Martin + Tara Carpenter + Billy Loomis + Charlie Walker + Amber Freeman) | Masterpost special fandom prompt list

The summer I turned pretty (Conrad Fisher + Jeremiah Fisher) | Masterpost

Tate Langdon (American Horror Story: Murder House) | Masterpost

Young!Coriolanus Snow (Hunger Games) | Masterpost special fandom prompt list ** crossed fandoms/characters are on hold

REQUESTS RULES

I have the ability to deny and delete any requests I don't want to write

If the request is from a list, adding the quote with the number helps me a lot (I have more than one list and it gets confusing for me)

I don’t have a set word count for requests, but I try to keep them between 0.5k - 1k

Do not send me the exact same request you sent to many other writers. If see it, I'll then delete it

Smut is allowed, and welcomed

I WILL NOT WRITE

These NSFW themes — feet fetish, a/b/o, innocent!reader , humiliation/degrading kink, water sport, graphic SA or anything non-con (unless it’s part of a ‘game’)

RPF (real people fiction)

Romanticization of mental health (eating disorders, depression, any type of self harm, etc.)

Anything yandere related

Peter x Tony (romantically) or any form of incest (with the exception of GoT and HotD)

Pregnancies

male!reader

nb!reader or gn!reader (nothing against it, I just wouldn’t want to write it wrong)

black!reader or plus size!reader (nothing against it, I just would want to offend anyone by writing something I don’t know about)

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hufflepuffimagines · 10 months

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⋆｡°✩ Navegation ✩°｡⋆

⋆ About Me ⋆

I’m Bells, I’m 20 yo and I’m brazilian, I write since I was 11, I can’t say that I do it perfectly but I try. I’m obssessed with 80s rockstar, specially Nikki Sixx and Tommy Lee. I’m a swifitie and I’m going to the Eras Tour in november. I love writing fluffy stories, mostly because it makes me imagine what I’d like my life to be, with that in mind, I can say that I’m trying to shift to my Selection DR, but never made it. I love Barbie, Monster High and these things, I love pink and I can honestly say that I’m a Barbie that is obssessed with rockstars. I don’t have much friends and I’d love to get to know you if you want to talk :)

⋆ You can find my prompt list here (I’ll be adding more to it during the week);

⋆ If you want to be part of my taglist, answer this form;

(that’s me everyday, not my gif)

IMPORTANT THINGS:

⋆ Character List ⋆

Conrad Fisher (The Summer I Turned Pretty);

Sky of Eraklyon (Fate: The Winx Saga);

Marcus Baker (Ginny and Georgia);

Nikki Sixx (Motley Crue/The Dirt);

Tommy Lee (Motley Crue/The Dirt);

Edward Cullen (Twilight);

Maxon Schreave (The Selection);

Troy Bolton (High School Musical);

Paul Stanley (KISS);

Nate Archibald (Gossip Girl);

Slash (Guns N Roses);

Ricky Bowen (HSMTMTS);

Cedric Diggory (Harry Potter);

80s Rockstars (You can specify which one in your request);

Jeremiah Fisher (The Summer I Turned Pretty) (ONLY BY REQUEST).

⋆ How to Request ⋆

In order to request from a prompt list, you need to specify the sentence number;

You can choose up to three sentences from this list;

Remember to include the character’s full name/fandom for clarification!

You can also request another sentence that is not in this list and headcanons!

• Optional: You can add ‘angst’, ‘fluff’, etc… since some can work different ways.

Exemple: Conrad Fisher, prompt 7, fluff

⋆ Rules for Request ⋆

Send requests any time, i just dont guarantee that i’ll be writing it as soon as it arrives

Send the request on the ask box;

Don’t send vague requests, be specific. I like to work with a lot of details, it makes the story more realistic;

I have the ability to deny and delete any requests I don't want to write;

When I post your request, I will tag you.

✔ I write ✔

Reader insert (character x reader); Fluff, angst, crossovers, songfics, AUs; Some sensitive subjects (depression, anxiety…); Male x male, female x female or any sort of pairing. love is love, you know; Any disabilities, body types, etc. when specified.

❌ I don’t write ❌

Smut, cheating, polyship; Anything that goes against representation; Romantic stuff with adult/teen characters; Character x character* and other people’s OCs; NSFW themes; RPF (real people fiction); Any form of incest.

If you have any questions, DM me, I would be happy to talk to you!

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fanficimagery · 7 years

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I've never done an 'Imagine' before so please bear with me. This little idea wouldn't leave my head so I had to write it.

Imagine you being best friends with Tony and Clay. You're the one girl who's either oblivious to all the cute boys around you and/or you're the one girl who brushes off all flirtatious comments thrown at you. However, there is one boy who's truly interested in you and he finally decides to make it known when Valentine's Day rolls around.

Jeff X Reader

Walking through the school hall, you wrinkle your nose at the red and pink paper hearts adorning the walls. Valentine's Day is just around the corner and posters advertise dollar carnations so you can buy your Valentine all he/she deserves. It's not that you have anything against the Hallmark holiday, it's just.. all so pink and definitely not one of your favorite colors.

You make it to gym, pasting on a frown as you trudge inside. Making a beeline for the coach, you pass over a note and wait patiently as it's read. The coach scoffs, you bite back a smirk and then trudge over to the bleachers when the coach grunts in acknowledgement of having read the note before waving you off. When you stomp halfway up said bleachers, you let your book bag fall with a content sigh before laying down on your stomach on one of the bleacher seats while pillowing your head atop your crossed arms.

"You look cozy," you hear Tony's familiar voice say. "What excuse is it this time?"

"Killer cramps and a heavy flow. I enjoy grossing out the coach." Cracking open an eye, you see Tony decked out in gym wear sitting right in front of you, grinning. "Having a vagina really has it's perks."

Tony shakes his head in amusement when you feel someone squeeze your ankle. Pushing yourself up just far enough to glance over your shoulder, you smile at Clay's friendly face as he takes a seat by your feet before laying back down. "Hey, Jensen. How's it hanging?"

"Y/N," he chuckles in greeting instead. "What's the excuse this time? Explosive diarrhea or lady problems?"

"You boys know me so well," you drawl. "And it's the latter today. I'm in need of a nap so I forged a note before coming in."

"Of course, you did."

Clay and Jensen make small talk as you rest your eyes before class officially starts, you mentally laughing as Clay starts talking about the new girl Hannah Baker once more. Tony groans because you've heard all about Hannah from Clay before, but you let him talk as much as he wants.

"Y/N," you hear and blink your eyes open only to spot a rather smug looking Montgomery (Monty for short).

You roll your eyes. "What do you want, Monty?"

"Valentine's is coming up, do you-"

"No," you immediately reply and close your eyes once more.

"You didn't even let me finish!" Tony and Clay chuckle at his loud complaint. "Come on, Y/N, just one-"

"Hard no," you scoff with a laugh.

"You won't regret it," he singsongs.

"I already regret being friendly with you. Keep walking, Montgomery."

"Your loss, sweetheart. Maybe next time."

"Mhm. Sure." Noticing that Clay and Tony have gone quiet as well after Monty has no doubt walked on, you open your eyes only to find both boys seated in front of you, eyebrows raised in surprised. "What?"

"What do you mean what?" Tony asks.

"That's the fourth guy you've turned down these last two weeks," Clay muses.

You frown. "What? No."

"Uh. Yes," Tony huffs. "Bryce last week."

"Ew. Gross." Your nose wrinkles. Bryce had bad news written all over him. His smile was too perfect and sincere to be anything but, but no one seemed to notice. Either that or they didn’t want to.

"Marcus the following day," Clay continues, "And Zach just two days ago."

"Monty makes four," Tony says. "Four guys you've turned down. Four guys who have all been hoping to be your Valentine."

You push yourself up into a sitting position, planting your feet between your two friends. "No," you laugh in disbelief. "They're just.." You trail off, smile fading and eyes distant. Had they been flirting? Where their lame attempts for Valentine's dinner actually sincere?

"Huh," you finally say and then shrug it off. "I thought they were joking."

"They weren't," Tony smirks. "Seriously, Y/N, it amazes me that you're so oblivious to all the male attention you get around here."

Rolling your eyes, you reach forward to flick Tony's ear. "Whatever. I'm not really interested in those boys, but free food is free food.” You grin. "I'll talk to them later and come up with a little game. First one to figure out my favorite flower and gift it to me on Valentine's day can take me out to dinner."

"Do my studded ears deceive me or did I just hear the smartest and most beautiful lady of Liberty High throw down a challenge for her hand in a date?"

A body plops down next to you and a warm arm drapes over your shoulders. Heart beating faster, you will away the blush threatening to color your cheeks and turn to face none other than Jeff Atkins- your crush since the eighth grade. "Jeff," you grin. "Hey."

"Hi," he beams. "So what's this about a date with my favorite lady?"

Dammit. Don't blush, don't blush, don't blush.

"Y/N has already had four suitors." Tony fills him in since you can't seem to tear your gaze away from Jeff's. "She's offering a date to whichever one brings her, her favorite flower."

Jeff quirks an eyebrow at you. "Favorite flower, you say?" His smile turns into a knowing smirk. "Challenge accepted." Then with a wink, Jeff quickly stands and takes his leave.

For a few seconds you continue to stare at the spot Jeff just vacated, but realization sets in and you whirl on your friends in horror. Only now they're smirking in a knowing manner at you and your heart sinks. They know.

"So Jeff, huh?" Tony teases. "I gotta admit, I did not see this coming."

"You totally can't make fun of me for my crush on Hannah now," Clay chuckles. "You totally have the hots for Jeff."

You open your mouth to retort, only to snap it shut and then glare at your two friends. "You both suck. Go run your laps."

Valentine's Day rolls around and you’re stuck carting around flowers you don't even like.

Bryce was the most unoriginal with his small bouquet of red roses, Marcus bought daisies, Montgomery bought dollar carnations of every color, and Zach- sweet, sweet Zach bought a chocolate rose. The four suitors apparently took the challenge to heart, they liking nothing more than a little friendly competition, but they're all kind of bummed none of them guessed your favorite flower.

But as lunch rolls around and you've forgotten all about the last, apparent suitor, you don't notice Tony or Clay grinning like idiots as you put together your hamburger. You're about to take a bite of your food when you finally notice their stares. "What?" You ask.

Tony and Clay say nothing, shaking their heads as they dig into their own food.

Halfway through lunch you notice the table of jocks behind your boys quiet down, the four suitors staring behind you and snickering to one another. Narrowing your eyes at them, you notice quite a few other students have quieted down as well and look in your direction. Apparently, your little challenge had gotten out and amused quite the student body.

"What?!" You snap.

Tony and Clay snort, covering their laughs with a hand.

Feeling a tap on your shoulder, your turn around and your scowl instantly drops at the sight of Jeff. Jeff who's standing there in a black dress shirt with it's sleeves rolled up and holding a single white lily; your favorite flower. He brushes your hair behind your right ear with a grin and tucks the flower there in your hair with an amused glint in his eye. Leaning down, he then brushes a lingering kiss to your cheek before murmuring, "I win." Then straightening up, he chuckles at your gobsmacked expression. "I'll pick you up at seven."

#jeff atkins #jeff x reader #th1rteen r3asons why #13RW #Imagine #this is my first time writing something like this #how did i do?#don't be too harsh please #fanficimagery

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katekvne-blog · 7 years

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Memento Mori: Letterman Jacket

Jeff x Reader

Reader reminisce on the past as she deals with the present.

Warning: Angst, I guess? Nothing really.

Characters Mentioned: Alex Standall, Jessica Davis, Hannah Baker, Sheri Holland, Clay Jensen, Montgomery de la Cruz and Bryce Walker

Words: 3180

A/N: This ended up longer than it should be. Set in both the past and present. There are notes and lines, I hope it’s not confusing. Sorry for the mistakes and the lame summary.

You look down at the flask in your hand, a pinkish coloration appears with every drop but rapidly dissipates the moment you swirl it. Slowly, your mind wanders thinking of all the different scenarios that could transpire in your upcoming date with Jeff. It was going to be your first with him, he had asked you out when you went to meet him and Clay at the library for your usual study sessions. And as fate would have, it just so happens that Clay suddenly had an errand to do leaving you and Jeff alone. You were soon brought back to your task when your lab partner shook your arm.

“You missed the note. Fuschia is not the goal, L/N”

“Ay shit! Sorry, Standall.” You apologized not looking at him as you removed the flask from under the burette.

“Don’t worry about it. I’ll do the next one then you do the last.” You bit your lip in embarrassment shooting him an apologetic smile as you refill the the burette. “I’d be up in the cloud nine too if I got a date with the golden boy.” Alex smirked.

“Fuck off, Standall.” You chuckled. “You know already? He just literally asked me yesterday”

“News travels in a flash in the male’s locker room.” He said nonchalantly.Your smile falters and he shot you a look noticing your silence. “ Don’t worry, it’s not like that. Montgomery was just being a nosy fuck. If you must know, the bastard almost got pulped for having unsolicited opinions.” He said as he cautiously titrate.

At exactly 5:30 in the afternoon, the bell went off and immediately the teacher dismissed the class, without any regards whether the students finished the experiments or not. Fortunately, you and Alex finished yours just in time…of course, not for the lack of half-assing it. Cleaning up your station and the glasswares used, your other friends Hannah and Jessica soon approached you two. Their faces laced with a knowing smile.

“So, Monet’s tomorrow morning y/n? Unless of course you have another date with the Jeff Atkins.” Jessica chuckled. Before you could even respond, Hannah interjected. “You’ve chosen well, y/n. He seems like a decent guy. At least more than Marcus.” She rolled her eyes at the mention of your ex’s name.

“Hannah you sound like my mother but yes, I extremely agree!!” You chuckled.

“I’ve always wondered…he sure seem like a decent guy surrounded by jockasses.” Alex smiled at his own subtle pun.” It defies the whole rotten apple in a barrel concept. Fresh apple in a barrel of rotten ones in this case.” He continued.

“The force must be strong in that one to not be influenced.” Hannah said arousing an eruption of laughter and snorts from the group. “ You hang out with Clay Jensen too much.” Jessica rolled her eyes.

Suddenly, there was a knock.The four of you looked towards the direction of the sound and there he was. He was leaning at the door, his hand tucked inside his pocket and the other holding the strap of his bag. Flashing his picture perfect teeth, he took several steps toward you.

“Hi guys! Hey beautiful are you ready to go?” He greeted. You noted how he rubbed his nape and how he bit his lips. He was nervous, which is more than likely due to the judging audience behind you and yet, he managed to remain calm and charming.

“We were just leaving actually. Go on have fun you two and take care of my girl, Atkins.” Jessica grinned.

“Absolutely, ma’am! Won’t let even a fly near her.” Jeff saluted comically. You gave them a small smile before they walked away.

“So where are we going, hotshot?” y/n turned to the jock. Jeff smirked at you, glint in his eyes. He then proceeded to put his hand at your back ushering you to go with him.

He coolly replied, “We…are going for a ride and watch a movie.” His smile revealed there are unsaid words, urging you to ask for more. However, you soon reached his car and decided to just let it go. Letting the unknown be revealed in its intended time.

“Hey, Atkins uhm we just passed Crestmont.” You told him. He snickered, his other hand reached yours squeezing it before finally returning it back to the steering wheel like the responsible driver that he is. For a moment there was just silence and his smile was gone.

“Maybe…This is just a trap and I’m actually kidnapping you. Ever thought about that?” He said nonchalantly. You gave him an incredulous look before laughing your head off giving him a light pat on the shoulder.

“Nice try, Jeff. Nice try. Where are we really going tho? And I thought we’re going to watch a movie?”

“Guess I need more practice, huh? We are and don’t worry we’re near.” He smiled. Soon enough, Jeff pulled over beside a ticket booth. You gawked at the enormous screen situated in the middle, there were other cars parked in the lot and a well lit store on the far left side of the screen.

“I can’t believe I didn’t know about this drive in theater when it’s just right outside town!” y/n exclaimed.

“Knew you’d like it.”He chuckled. “Unfortunately, this is the final show so I told myself I have to ask you out real quick.” He grinned at y/n. With that said, you rolled your eyes hoping that would take away the attention from your burning up cheeks.

“C’mon, y/n. Let’s get some snacks.” He said getting out of the car. As soon as y/n closed the car door, Jeff took y/n by the hand and walked in silence towards the store dwelling at the feel of his firm grip. He bought the two of you pop corn, juice and chocolate. Going back you took the initiative and slid your fingers between his.

“I figured I’d be bold too…I mean about my own feelings for once.” You smiled at him and he looks at you adoringly before softly kissing your hands.

Instead of getting inside the car, he placed the paper bag containing the snack on the roof of the car. He himself then got up the hood of the car and sat on the roof. He held out his hand towards you to help you up.

“I have to say that this is probably the cheesiest date I’ve ever gone to.” You chuckled looking at him as you reach for the paper bag behind you. “and the movie hasn’t even started yet.” you continued.

“I guess it’s my charm.” He snickered. You lightly pushed him as you ruffle his hair.

“You smug little –”

“Oh believe me, there’s nothing little about me.” He winked at you and with that, you burst out laughing. Due to the sudden movement, your juice spilled on your blouse leaving it a little see through. You dabbed your blouse with your handkerchief in an attempt to remove the stain. Noticing this, Jeff took off his letterman jacket and placed it around you.

“Oops. Sorry, I’d be careful not to cause any more….happy accidents.” He snickered. You lightly punched him in the arm in an attempt to appear angry but a small smile finding its way to your face betrayed you.

“I hate you, Jeffrey Atkins.” You said.

“and yet, your expression says otherwise” He grinned yet again, holding your hands.

You pulled his letterman jacket closer to your body for the much needed heat. You closed your eyes appreciatively as you take in his scent. ‘His scent was very much jock.’ you smiled at the thought. It was a mixture of sweat and a very strong scent of a man’s cologne…amidst that was a subtle but distinct scent that you’re sure is very much unique to him. A scent you’re sure you wouldn’t mind getting intimate with. You stared at him taking in his features thinking, hoping that by some miracle it will immortalize this night, and this man. This man in front of you with his perfect teeth, ear studs, his fucking dimples, and his kind eyes. Slowly, you raised your other hand cupping his cheek. His eyes traveled down your lips back to your eyes and then closing them, he leaned in expecting to be met halfway. You closed your eyes, leaning in you felt chapped lips move against yours.

It started with a simple crush on the Liberty’s baseball mvp ,and just like any other freshman crushing on a senior…it was nothing more. You dismissed it and succeeded until sophomore year when Clay, your first friend in Liberty high, somehow ended up tutoring him. You and Clay were study buddies and so you frequently tagged along even when he was tutoring Jeff. Through those sessions, you got to know him, bonded with him and even plotting with him how to get Hannah and Clay together. Unbelievable how things turned out, you were just a freshman crushing on the popular sophomore and now you’re on top of his car on some cheesy retro date. Silly, you thought, but you wouldn’t have it any other way.

Presently. (A year and a half after the first date.)

It’s been a week since that fateful night, the accident that took the life of your greatest love. You didn’t go out, just stayed home with nothing but the thought of Jeff gone haunting you and ever since that night you barely slept a wink. You laid on your bed staring blankly at the ceiling, replaying all the memories in your head as you held his letterman jacket close to your heart.

“Sweetie?” you hear your mom as she slowly open the door, letting light to your room. “It’s time.” She said looking at you. When moments passed in silence, she turned slowly pulling the door with her, “We’ll wait for you downstairs.”

“Mom….”you croaked speaking for the first time after days of silence. Seeing the state that you’re in she sat at your side pecking your forehead as you continue to stare at the ceiling.

“I’m so sorry you lost him this way, love.”she said. “He was like a son to us. I’m so sorry but please know that we’re here, y/n.” She continued tears rolling down her face as she squeezed you in her arms.

“We made many plans and dreams together, mom. When I saw the body bag being taken, I realized those dreams can never be. It felt like my dreams and future was snatched away right in front of my eyes.” You said, your eyes starting to water. Finally, looking to your mom’s eyes you broke down, “I can’t imagine the years to come anymore mom. I can’t imagine having a future at all. Not without him.”

At Jessica’s Party (One week ago)

As soon as you entered Jessica’s house, your boyfriend was immediately snatched by his friends inviting you as well to join them a game of beer pong. You politely declined when you saw your friends Alex and Clay. Jeff kissed you on the forehead before going.

“Hey, didn’t think you two would come.” you approached the two.

“Yeah, I thought I’d come and annoy Jessica until she loves me again.” Alex said grabbing chips from the plate.

“That logic seems flawed.”

“It’s love. It’s not logical.” Alex simply said as he continued to munch on the chips. You couldn’t help but smile and agree at his statement. So much has happened between the four of you, the FML forever was not as forever as you’d hope it would be. It was refreshing to be able to Alex like this again.

You turned to Clay asking whether Hannah was going to come. He just shrugged and soon after a loud eruption of voices caught your attention. “Nice hair cut, Hannah” Bryce yelled followed by Sheri, Jessica and several other intoxicated people. You turned to Alex then Clay grinning at him.

“Christ, Clay! Just fucking do it.” Alex nonchalantly said leaving when he caught sight of Jessica and Justin announcing their second monthsary, who then proceeded to make out in the middle of the living room. There was a look of hesitance in Clay’s face and you decided you had to do something about it. You called out to Hannah asking her to come over to you. After some catching up, you excused yourself to get a cup of drink for yourself.

You went out to the garden and saw Jeff and his friends play beer pong. “Hey babe! I got Hannah and Clay together by the way. Hopefully, the night turns out good for them.” You smirked. “Listen, I’ll go say hi to Sheri while you play.” you gave him a peck before walking away.

“Hello there, Sheri!” you said sitting beside the cheerleader. You offered her your drink to which she declined explaining she’s going to drive. After much chatter, Montgomery came over and sat beside you.

“Hey, sheri and y/n! You girls having fun?” he drunkenly asked.

“Yeah yeah we are.” You said dismissively. He then placed his arms around your shoulder pulling you close. You pushed him away as you removed his hands around you.

“Leave her alone, Monty.” Sheri said rolling her eyes. He chuckled putting up his arms before he stood up to get more drinks. It’s just your luck that a very drunk Montgomery made his way out to the garden again, spotting you he came over to the poolside. Again. His words, gibberish. You and Jeff caught each other’s eyes. You gave him a comforting look affirming him that you’ll take care of this.

“Fuck off, Montgomery.” You pushed Montgomery’s hands away from your legs as soon as they made contact. You pushed him to the pool and Sheri stood up as well bidding you goodbye. You started to walk towards Jeff and his circle of friends when Montgomery emerges from the water. “What was that for, babe?” Montgomery yelled now looking a little more sober. You rolled your eyes at the name and walked over to Jeff, his friends nodding to you before going back to their conversation. You wrapped your arms around his midribs. His free hand pushed your hair out of your face and at the back of your ear before putting them at your back. The other holding a red cup.

“Listen babe, I gotta go for a beer run soon–” He said.

You gave him an incredulous look, nodding your head towards the cup. “Jeffrey Atkins, you are NOT going on a beer run.”

He chuckled at your demanding reaction, “It’s coca cola, ma’am. Two beers, two hours ago. I’m good.” He assured you.

“Then I’ll come with you.” you told him. He shook his head, “No need, babe. Just enjoy the night. Also I think she might need some looking after.” He said shooting a glance at an acquaintance, your classmate in communications class, y/c/n.

Take my hand, take a breath, pull me close and take one step. Keep your eyes locked to mine and let the music be your guide.

“Are you seriously playing that cheesy high school musical song in a high school party?! This aint prom the fuck dude!?!” Someone yelled, clearly drunk. Soon the song changed into far too young to die. The same person yelled, “Now this is my jam! Fucking panic at the party.” With that, other people hollered along.

You chuckled, Jeff placed down his cup and pulled you closer starting to idly sway side to side. He kisses your forehead and then looks at you adoringly.

“Do you really have to be the one to go?” You asked laying your chin on his chest as you give him your best puppy eyes expression.

“Everyone else is drunk babe so…” Jeff trailed off.

“Exactly, everyone’s drunk I doubt they need more.” You cheekily said. Just as you said that, another jock yelled. “Hey, Atkins when are you going? we could use more beer.”

“Yeah, I’ll be out in a sec.” He yelled back and turned to you with an apologetic smile.

“Fine.” You groaned, rolling your eyes. He kissed you and you felt him smirk as his hand slid close to your behind. “Hands off, lover boy.” You lightly slap his arm.

“Maybe later when you come back.” You winked at him pecking his lips.

“Hey, Atkins!” The same jock yelled impatiently.

“Well, I gotta go, love. I love you, y/n” He said.

“Love you too, Jeff. Be safe.” You told him before he walked away, he looked back flashing you his smile. You stared at his back, your stomach churning, you heart beating rapidly urging your feet to ran after him. But you didn’t. Little did you know that it would be your biggest regret that night and for the days to come.

PRESENTLY

Clad in black fitted dress, you held his neatly folded letterman jacket closed to your chest as you walk beside your parents. It was the first time you went to the venue and the last because after the final mass that evening he will be buried tomorrow. Your parents held you by the shoulder when you almost broke down at the sight of his smiling photo beside his coffin. Through watery eyes you caught sight of familiar faces. The jocks, cheerleaders, Clay, Alex, Hannah and several other students from liberty high. You caught Sheri’s eyes, she looked at you with pity more like apologetic. Clay was deep in thought, his brows furrowed as he stared at Jeff’s coffin. Finally, Jeff’s parents turned around and saw you and your parents. His parents stood up nodded to you and your parents. His dad squeezed your shoulder before nodding to his wife and ushering your parents to sit with him. Your teary eyes stared at his mom’s teary ones and you held out Jeff’s letterman jacket trying to compose yourself.

“This..uhm..this is Jeff’s. I thought you might want to have it back so I brought it.” You said almost inaudibly. She shook her head pushing it back to you.

“He’d want you to have it. I want you to have it.” She ushered you by the shoulder and walked with you towards Jeff’s casket. You broke down crying when you see him. Oh what you would give just to see him open his eyes again and tell him how much you love him.

“….Sometimes he’d smile to himself, not knowing we can see and he’d just laugh it off and blush whenever I point it out. Thank you for being there for him, for taking care of him, and for loving my son.” His mom said through tears. You turned to embrace her, crying in each other’s arms as you lament at the fact that both of you lost the love of your life.

#Jeff Atkins #Jeff Atkins x reader #13rw #13rw imagines #13 reasons why imagines #Jeff atkins imagines #jeffatkinsdeservedbetter #i did a thing idk anymore #alex standall #hannah baker #jessica davis #clay jensen #thirteen reasons why #th1rteen r3asons why #brandon larracuente #fanfic #reader insert

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i've been in love with you since the day we met. there. i said it. happy now?

Ginny Miller

i've been in love with you since the day we met. there. i said it. happy now?

Pronouns: He/Him/His, M!Reader

Ginny hated the crushing weight of realizing her crush would never like her back. It was a feeling she'd grown accustomed to since the moment her little mind had been able to process things like attraction. She couldn't help her feelings, always getting a crush on some guy just because he smiled, was kind, or just showed her the smallest bit of attention. It was frustrating, and embarrassing, watching them choose girls who looked like her polar opposite: tall, blonde, skinny, married parents, stable household, suburban white picket fence lifestyle. The pretty popular girls who looked perfect at every given moment. They didn't have to worry about struggling to control their hair or having to deal with their mom disrupting their life by moving from place to place or not getting to see their dad as often as they wanted.

For a split, brief moment, she thought Wellsbury would be different. Sure, the residents were painfully white and looked too upbeat to be real people, but she'd found a group of friends that made her feel at home and had managed to land her first boyfriend. Sweet, considerate, attentive Hunter Chen. The perfect guy. He came from a good family, shared mutual friends, and was everything anyone could ever need or want in a boyfriend.

Except... Hunter wasn't the guy who'd first caught her eye when she arrived at Wellsbury High School and made her stomach turn to mush.

That spot had been taken up by (Y/N) Sanchez, the longtime friend of the Baker twins and brother to Sophie, the so-called 'hottest girl in school'. Ginny had the pleasure of meeting him at lunch when he'd gone back and forth in playful banter with Max and made Ginny feel more than welcome at their table. Hunter had been there too and while she blushed when he brushed off Max's semi-insensitive rambling, the spark just hadn't been the same.

She thought she'd get over it when Hunter asked her out but with her nearly always over at Max's place and (Y/N) and Marcus practically joined at the hip, her crush only worsened. And it absolutely didn't help that (Y/N) enjoyed being affectionate with his friends. An arm over Jordan's shoulders, piggyback rides with Abby, letting Max use his lap as a seat, playful drunk flirting with Brodie and Marcus. It'd taken a couple weeks before it started with Ginny. Hugs from behind, casual arm around her shoulder, the playfights and wrestling over snatched phones or beer bottles.

And then, it happened.

M.A.N.G had gathered together at Max's place for a get-together with just the girls to gossip, chit-chat, and relax without the rowdy boys interfering with their stupid jokes or teasing. Ginny had settled down comfortably on Max's bed with a laptop resting over her outstretched legs as she searched for a movie they could watch. Nora and Abby arrived looking extremely pleased and an excited Nora couldn't help but spill out the news.

(Y/N) had officially asked Abby out after years of flirting.

Ginny had been crushed, to say the least, and barely paid any attention to the movies chosen while she thought back on each interaction he and Abby shared throughout her time knowing them. She'd never seen their closeness as something with flirtatious undertones but she supposed (Y/N) always teased Abby more than the others.

From then on, her mood had considerably soured and it was beginning to be noticeable. She couldn't help it. Jealousy bubbled up in her chest and spread throughout her body whenever she saw the two together. She became snappier and standoffish, especially whenever the relationship was brought up and cooed over. Even Hunter had begun lightly questioning her, asking if everything was alright at home with Georgia and Austin.

Ginny groaned softly under her breath and slammed the locker closed. She almost flinched at the person whose face had been hidden by it but her surprise was quickly washed away by a fluttery feeling in her stomach. (Y/N) flashed his pearly whites at her and arched a brow as he glanced between her and the locker.

"What'd the locker do to you?"

"Nothing," She answered, slipping her backpack strap over her shoulder and shrugging. "Just... woke up on the wrong side of the bed."

"Think you need to put your bed against the wall then, Gin and tonic. You've been bitchy all week and it's making Hunter think he pissed you off." (Y/N) pushed himself off the lockers and slipped an arm around her shoulders, tugging her close to his side as they headed down the hall. Ginny tried not to think about how perfectly she fit against him, like the last piece in a puzzle slotting right in. "What's going on, my little cocktail? Did Hunter try giving you a private tap dance class?"

Ginny giggled and lifted her hand to stifle it, the uneasiness that'd settled in her muscles slipping away. "No, he didn't. It's not him. I just..." She trailed off, the nerves flooding her system making her feel as if her guts were being twisted violently. She cleared her throat. "It's nothing, I swear. Having a bad day is all."

"You're a shit liar, Gin."

"I'm not lying-"

"Yeah, you are. You can tell me what's going on, you know. I won't tell anyone if you don't want me to, I promise." He assured her, giving her arm a reassuring squeeze. Ginny dug her teeth into the inside of her cheek and shook her head, brushing his arm off her shoulder and quickening her pace.

Before she could round the corner and try making a subtle break for it, a hand clamped around her forearm and dragged her into an empty classroom. (Y/N) planted himself in the doorway and crossed his arms, staring at her expectantly. Ginny pursed her lips and took a deep breath through her nose. Now or never.

"I've been in love with you since the day we met. I like Hunter but only as a good friend and- and I don't think you and Abby should date. She's a great friend but she can be mean and aloof and- and I hardly see you dating someone like her. I thought I could break up with Hunter and confess to you but then you got with Abby and I just- I... I can't handle it. I can't handle seeing you with her. I'm sorry, I can't..." She blurted out. "There. I said it. Happy now?"

#x reader #x you #x y/n #x male reader #ginny and georgia #ginny and georgia x reader #ginny and georgia x male reader #Ginny and Georgia x you #ginny and Georgia x y/n #ginny miller #ginny miller x reader #ginny miller x male reader #ginny miller x you #ginny miller x y/n #hunter chen #abby littman #marcus baker #max baker

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whyareyouhere66 · 1 year

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ok so I may have accidentally clicked on that “what character should I write a male reader fic for next” poll that I made-

so it’s spoiled, and it’s very obvious that JJ is winning

Which is a bit disappointing cause I was kinda hyping myself up for a big reveal or something- but it’s ok cause I was kinda leaning towards JJ anyways.

I may as well get started on that, unless there’s some random turn of events in the next 2 days and someone else wins but that’s unlikely. If anyone has any requests for this fic, or any JJ x male reader fic requests in general, please feel free to send one in.

And in the mean time, should I make another male reader poll with some different character options?

#whyareyouhere66randomshit #there goes the reveal #Requests open #im basically begging at this point #JJ maybank #jj maybank x male reader #Darry curtis #marcus baker #benny weir #I love jj so much it’s bad lmfao

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whyareyouhere66 · 1 year

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#found out I can do polls so #whyareyouhere66randomshit #Polls #jj maybank #benny weir #marcus baker #darry curtis #x male reader #it might take some time but I’m curious what y’all would want #Obx

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thebisexualdogdad · 1 year

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Roses are red, violets are blue, all I want for this V-Day is to do you!” Abby littman x male baker reader.

Abby Littman x Male!reader

"So what do you think Abby wants for valentine's day?" You ask your sister taking a seat next to her at the table to eat breakfast before school.

"I don't know you're her boyfriend," Max scoffs.

"And you're her best friend, this is our first valentine's day together I don't know want to screw it up," you sigh as Marcus comes down the stairs and grabs the box of cereal, "Marcus what are you doing for Ginny for Valentine's day tomorrow?"

"Nothing, valentine's day is fucking stupid," Marcus says taking a handful of cereal right out of the box and stuffing some in his mouth.

"Right Marcus is the last person I should ask about this kind of stuff," you say when your mom joins you guys in the kitchen.

"Marcus for God's sake can you please use a bowl," she says watching Marcus pour milk into his mouth directly from the carton.

"Mom, what are you and dad doing for valentines day?" You ask her.

"The same thing we do every year, we have a table reserved at blue farm why?" She responds, taking the milk carton from Marcus who rolls his eyes at her.

"Because Y/N doesn't know what to do for Abby and he's running out of time," Max taunts.

"Get her flowers, that's always nice," Ellen says with her usual chipper attitude.

"That's so basic," Max says dramatically.

"None of you are any help," you huff, getting up from the table.

"Teenagers," Ellen mutters to herself.

That day at school Abby and Max are walking to class together when Max remembers your conversation over breakfast.

"By the way Y/N is freaking out about Valentine's Day tomorrow," Max chuckles.

"Why? It's not that big of a deal," Abby replies.

"Because he thinks he has to get it perfect for you being your first valentine's day together and all," she shrugs.

"Well tell him he doesn't, I really don't care if we do anything," Abby says.

Max doesn't tell you.

Mostly because she forgot and partially because she really couldn't care less plus she is also only slightly bitter that she's the lone Baker without a valentine this year.

You avoided Abby all day trying to quickly put something together and the next morning at school she goes to her locker to find flowers and chocolates (that were very clearly the leftovers from the store but she doesn't mind) inside waiting for her with a note saying to come by your place at 5pm.

"Max I thought you were going to tell Y/N not to do anything," Abby says.

"Oh yeah no I didn't do that," Max states.

"Do you at least know what he has planned?" Abby questions.

"Nope," Max replies, taking the box of chocolates from her and beginning to eat them, "wow he really couldn't spring for the good stuff?"

5 o'clock comes around and Abby nervously waits on your doorstep unsure what she's about to walk into.

"Hey, happy Valentine's day," you say, kissing her sweetly and letting her inside.

She sees some pizza boxes on the kitchen island and thought maybe you didn't go over the top like she anticipated.

"So what are we doing tonight?" She asks curiously.

"Close your eyes," you say and she chuckles, closing them as you guide her to the door to the backyard, "okay you can open them."

She opens her eyes to see a small screen and projector set up in front of the lawn chairs with some basic fairy lights hung up around it, pizza and soda ready to be eaten.

"Y/N," she smiles.

"I know it's not a lot but I wanted to do something special for you and it's probably really lame cause every restaurant was booked up so all I could get at the last minute was pizza and-" you ramble before being cut off by Abby kissing you.

"It's perfect," she says, "oh I got something for you too."

Abby hands you a card and you open it up seeing a handwritten message inside.

"Roses are red, violets are blue, all I want for this V-Day is to do you," you read out loud and laugh, "okay well that would have been a much easier date to plan for."

"Y/N I don't care about this cheesy holiday as long as I'm with you I'm happy," she says wrapping her arms around your neck.

"So should we skip the movie and go right upstairs or…" you say raising an eyebrow.

"We should definitely go upstairs now and watch the movie later," she nods, giggling as you pick her up and kiss her, carrying her up to your bedroom.

#ginny and georgia imagine #abby littman imagine #abby littman x reader #x male reader #fic

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thebisexualdogdad · 1 year

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PLS do a part 2 of "talk" (abby littman) I loved it, maybe one where Abby and reader have finally sex

Abby Littman x Male!reader

Ginny was over at the Baker's with Marcus, Austin was having a sleepover with Zach and your mom was out having a work dinner with Paul so you had the whole house to yourself.

It was the perfect opportunity to be alone with Abby.

After that extremely awkward incident with your mom a couple of weeks ago you were much more careful about fooling around with Abby in the house but you had both made it clear you were ready to have sex and if you waited any longer you might just explode.

For almost an hour all you did was make out, slowly removing articles of clothing and letting your hands explore each other.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" You ask, both of you now only in your underwear.

"I really want this Y/N," she nods, reaching around and unclipping her bra.

You gulp and just stare at her, "you are so beautiful."

She smiles shyly and brings you in to kiss her again instead of having to use her words.

Her hand goes down your stomach and to the erection in your boxers.

You moan when she reaches inside and touches you.

"That feels so good," you say, ready to cum right then and there.

This wasn't the first time she touched you like this but it was however the first time it was going to lead to more than just a handjob in her car after school or in the bathroom at Brodies.

"Take them off," Abby says toying with the band of your underwear.

You stand up and shrug your boxers down your legs, stepping out of them and standing there for a moment.

She looks so incredible laying there in your bed you couldn't believe this was really happening.

"You know we can't have sex if you stay over there right?" She chuckles snapping you out of your daze.

"Right, wait… the condom," you say hurrying over to your closet, pulling out the box of condoms and grabbing one.

You get back in bed, fumbling with the condom wrapper.

When you finally get it out of the package you nervously roll it on hoping to not look as embarrassing as you feel.

"Don't be nervous Y/N, it's just you and me," she assures you.

"Can I take your underwear off?" You ask.

"Please do," she smiles.

You remove the last piece of clothing separating you two and climb on top of her, kissing her deeply.

She gently guides your cock to her entrance and you push yourself inside her, both of you moaning loudly.

"I'm gonna start moving now," you tell her and she nods.

You slowly rock your hips, focused on making sure it felt just as good for her as it did for you.

"Is this okay?" You question.

"Yes and you can go faster," she replies so you move a little faster until you find a pace that makes her mouth hang open and her eyes shut tight.

You kiss along her neck and collarbone, Abby's hands gliding down your back.

"Just like that," she moans.

For a few minutes all you can hear is the soft sounds coming from her lips and your bed creaking under you.

"I need more," she tells you

"What do you want me to do?" You say willing to do whatever she asked of you.

She takes one of your hands and places it where she needs you, "use your fingers to rub circles over my clit… right here."

"Okay," you nod enthusiastically, doing your best to keep your somewhat steady rhythm while two of your fingers give her added pressure.

Soon enough Abby is chanting your name as she cums, her walls tightening around your cock.

The look of pleasure on Abby's face is what takes you over the edge.

When you both finish you ease out of her, taking the condom off and throwing it in the trash.

"Was that good for you because it was amazing for me," you ask laying in the bed next to her.

"That was great," she chuckles, putting her hand on your cheek and kissing you slowly.

You hold her close, not ready to get dressed yet but you know your mom could be home any minute so you reluctantly part from her and begin to put your clothes back on.

"You know… My mom is going to my aunts in two weeks, I'm supposed to stay with my dad that weekend but if you want to come over I can lie to them that morning and say I don't feel good and should stay home instead," she suggests as she tugs her pants up.

"I'll tell my mom I'm going to spend the night at Cody's," you grin, walking up to her half dressed and kissing her again, "and maybe I can try going down on you?"

Abby's mouth goes dry hearing you say that and as much as she wanted you to do that right this moment she would have to wait as you hear a car pulling into the driveway.

"Crap that's my mom and Paul, quick I think you can still sneak out the back."

You throw the rest of your clothes on and successfully get Abby out the house, locking the sliding door to the backyard right as Georgia and Paul come in through the front door.

"Have a good night in this big ol house by yourself Y/N?" Georgia asks with her usual chipper attitude, Paul hanging their coats up.

"Yep I uh just did some homework," you nod.

"Did you eat dinner?" Paul questions.

"I had some of the leftover pizza," you reply, "I'm gonna go to bed, night guys."

"Night honey," Georgia says and once you're gone she looks to Paul, "he had Abby over."

"You don't think they're having sex do you?" Paul says concerned.

"Oh they are definitely having sex but I went through his room last week and found condoms in his closet so at least they are being safe," she sighs, "but now I have two sexually active teenagers and not enough wine to deal with that."

Meanwhile up in your room you happily send Abby a text none the wiser, 'we totally got away with it.'

#ginny and georgia imagine #abby littman imagine #abby littman x reader #x male reader #fic

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bumblesimagines · 3 years

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Imagine:

Both Georgia and Ginny having a crush on you, the eldest Baker sibling

Request: Yes or No

"I really needed a shopping trip, Georgia. Thank you so much." Ellen smiled, getting out of the car. Georgia laughed softly, shrugging as she lifted her sunglasses. She got out of the car, opening the back.

"It's no problem, Ellen. I always know when a gal is in need of a girls day." Georgia winked at her, getting the shopping bags out. She noticed Max and Marcus talking to someone, humming.

"Who's the hottie the twins are talking to?" Georgia asked. Ellen turned her head, letting out a snort and shaking her head.

"That would be my stepson, (Y/N)." Ellen replied. Georgia blinked, smile dropping.

"Oh, shit, I'm-"

"No worries." Ellen chuckled, waving her off with a smile.

"If I had a penny for everytime I heard someone call him hot and then immediately apologize after, we'd be living next to the Kardashians." Ellen joked, laughing with Georgia.

"(Y/N) is Clint's son from a previous marriage. Luckily, his mom and I have no bad blood. He's a good kid and a great influence on the twins." Ellen explained. Georgia nodded as she listened, stealing quick glances at him.

"How old is he?" Georgia asked, tilted her head. She'd feel way better about crushing on an adult than a teen.

"He'll be turning 20 next week. We're thinking about doing a nice party. Maybe you can bring Ginny and Austin along." Ellen smiled.

"Oh I'd love to." Georgia replied with a soft gaze. Ellen sighed heavily, giving her another smile.

"Thank you, again."

"Mamas need to treat themselves from time to time." Georgia said with a light shrug, watching her walk away. Max took the bags from her mom, taking a peek inside. Ellen gave (Y/N) a hug, motioning back to Georgia. Max looked up, excitedly waving at her. Georgia giggled softly, waving back. She made eye contact with (Y/N), giving him a small nod. Georgia walked inside of her house, biting her bottom lip. Ginny walked down the stairs, noticing the look on her mother's face. She scoffed at the familiar look, opening the door.

"I'm going over to Maxs place." Ginny called, closing the door behind her. She replied to some texts from Hunter, crossing the street. Ginny looked up, noticing an attractive guy. She swallowed, coming to a slow stop.

"Gin, meet my older brother, (Y/N)." Max grinned, wrapping an arm around her. Ginny gave a shy smile, shaking his hand.

"Nice to meet you." She said softly. (Y/N) smiled, resting his arm on Marcus shoulder.

"You have to come to his birthday party." Max took her hand, smiling widely. (Y/N) rolled his eyes, shaking his head.

"We don't know yet."

"We're having a party, period." Max said, pulling Ginny towards the house. Ginny glanced over her shoulder at him.

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thebisexualdogdad · 2 years

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Headcanons for how beefcake gentle giant!R started dating Abby

Abby Littman x Male!reader

● you're the Baker twins older senior brother

● because of Abby and Max's friendship you had known her most of your life

● Abby was the typical I have a crush on my best friends brother trope

● Max was clueless but Norah was not

● she constantly teased Abby about her crush on you for years until Max finally found out when Ginny came along and pointed out how giddy Abby would get when you were around

● "I'm sorry you have a crush on my brother?? The guy who asked me last week what color the pink panther was??"

● "in Abby's defense Y/N is super hot have you seen his abs?"

● "not helping Norah!"

● in true Max fashion she then gags whenever you and Abby get kind of flirty without realizing it's flirty

● and that time you didn't know her friends were over so you were walking around the house shirtless and Abby started blushing real hard

● one night your parents were at a pta event so you and your siblings were eating dinner alone at the table

● Marcus "so Y/N when are you gonna ask Abby out?"

● Max "shut up Marcus"

● "Abby doesn't like me"

● Marcus laughs and Max groans

● "dude yes she does, doesn't she Max"

● "as much as I hate admitting that Marcus is right… Abby does like you"

● "and you'd be okay with me dating one of your friends"

● "no but… if you ask Abby out… I wouldn't be... totally disgusted by it"

● "you better do it before Max changes her mind because she is taking this way better than I thought she would"

● a few days later you see Abby at her locker

● she's nearly half your size standing next to you

● you small talk for a few minutes before you finally get to the point

● "so Abby, I was wondering if you would want to go see a movie with me this weekend?"

● "yeah that- that would be really fun" she blushes and then she remembers Max "but I don't know if Max would be weird about it"

● "don't worry we already talked about it and she's cool with it… well at least as cool as Max could be about something like this… if you didn't notice she's kind of dramatic"

● Abby laughs and bites her lip "so I'll see you this weekend then"

● "I look forward to it"

#ginny and georgia imagine #abby littman imagine #abby littman x reader #x male reader #headcanons

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thebisexualdogdad · 3 years

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Reader's Max and Marcus Bakers cousin from New York and visits them over the Holidays. He meets Norah, Ginny and Abby in his first week there while helping Mrs. Baker with the cooking and Abby having the hots for him

Abby Littman x Male!reader

A holiday getaway in Massachusetts with your family was exactly what you needed after the shitty year you had.

Your grades slipped so you got cut from the football team and to top it all off your long term girlfriend broke up with you.

Max had helped you over facetime brush up on your sign language so you could talk with your uncle Clint before you arrived and she had noticed you seemed down.

"Nothing a little time away with my favorite cousins can't fix," you joke after spilling your troubles to her.

"Well if you need a rebound hook up there are plenty of girls here in Wellsburry for you to choose from," she tells you.

"I like the sound of that," you laugh,"you're still throwing that new years party right? I'm looking forward to meeting this girlfriend of yours."

"Yeah my parents are gonna be at some boring old person party with the mayor and we will be here getting wasted so you can forget all about your ex," she cheers.

"Hell yes, I'll see you next week," you say happily.

You finished up the semester and arrived at the Baker's on Christmas Eve, sleeping in Marcus' room.

"So how are you and Padma?" You asked from your makeshift bed on the floor.

"Oh we broke up," he said from his bed.

"Sorry to hear that, I know you liked her," you say.

"We weren't really working anymore," he sighs, contemplating telling you the truth, "actually… we weren't working anymore cause… There's someone else."

"Oh damn, I always thought Max would be the one to end up in a love triangle," you joke, "what's she like?"

"She's everything I'm not and that's why I can't stop thinking about her," he says, "but you can't tell Max."

"Why? It's not like it's one of Max's friends," you laugh but Marcus is silent, "oh shit it's one of Max's friends… don't worry I won't say anything."

"Thanks Y/N… it's nice to finally have someone to talk to," Marcus tells you.

"Anytime," you say.

It's a week into your trip and everything is going great, your ex being the last thing on your mind.

Max had gone out with her friends catching up with each other after being apart for only a week and were bringing them by for dinner.

"Y/N? You mean your scrawny cousin with the glasses?" Abby asked as the girls entered the house.

"I ditched the glasses for contacts and I don't think I'm considered so scrawny anymore," you laugh stepping out into the hallway holding a mixing bowl as you stir the cookie batter.

Abby's jaw nearly drops seeing how much you've grown since you were kids, her eyes particularly glazing over your biceps as you stirred.

"So nice to see you guys again and you must be Ginny, Max has been raving about you for months," you smile.

"Damn Y/N you got hot," Norah laughs.

"Well thank you Norah," you chuckle.

"Dinner will be ready in a few minutes girls, made with the help of Y/N and his own secret cookie recipe for dessert," Ellen states.

"The secret is M&M's," you whisper to Abby who blushes, "it's also the only thing I know how to make."

Throughout dinner Abby could barely make eye contact with you, much like Marcus and Ginny couldn't seem to do either, meanwhile Norah wanted to hear all about New York.

"I would love to live in New York it's gotta be such a rush," she says.

"Most days it is, especially trying to find a seat in a packed subway," you chuckle, "I'm glad to be away during the holidays. It's beautiful but full of even more tourists than usual."

You try to start a few conversations with Abby but she always responds with one word answers.

After dinner you're washing dishes when Abby comes in to grab a glass of water.

"Is there a reason why you don't want to talk to me? Did Max tell you about the time I threw up on her lap at six flags? Or that time Marcus got a fishing hook stuck in my hand and I bled all over her new shirt when my dad and Clint took the three of us fishing as kids?" You tease.

Abby gets nervous and looks at the ground, "we've just… both grown up a lot since the last time we saw each other."

"If I remember correctly you, Max and Norah stole my pokemon cards and buried them in the backyard," you laugh.

"Sorry about that," she says embarrassed.

"Don't worry about it we were dumb kids," you tell her, "I'm assuming you'll be at the new years party?"

"Like Max would let me miss it."

"I'll see you there then," you smile at her.

You leave the kitchen and head upstairs to get ready for your nightly run, Abby unable to contain the smile on her face.

"So… Abby isn't the friend you have a thing with right," you ask Marcus as you change into some clothes more comfortable for running.

"No it's not Abby," Marcus assures you from his bed, "why, do you have a thing for Abby?"

"What would a vacation be without a little romance," you shrug.

As you make your way back down the stairs you see the girls watching a movie on the couch.

Abby catches your eye and you wave at her making her blush again.

"Oh my god you have the hots for my cousin!" Max gasped once you were out the door.

"I do not," she says back.

"Then why are your cheeks redder than Rudolph's nose," Norah chuckles.

"So what, he's going home in three days, it's not like anything could even happen," Abby sighs.

"You can take a train to New York that's not so bad," Ginny says.

"Ooh and we can go together when I go visit Sophie at college," Max says excitedly.

"You guys are reading way too much into this," Abby says, rolling her eyes.

"Well you better make the most of these three days then," Max grins.

Max ends up inviting you to hang out with them at the mall the next day, her, Norah and Ginny conveniently losing you at the food court.

"You know Max did this on purpose right," Abby says as you eat lunch, "she thinks I like you which I don't."

"And here I was thinking it was because she didn't want to buy my lunch as a thanks for carrying all her bags," you laugh, "and for the record… I wouldn't mind if you did like me."

Abby gulps which makes you smile and maybe you were starting to like her as more than just a holiday fling.

You eventually find the others and Max makes sure to have you and Abby spend every available moment together.

The next day you don't see Abby at all because the girls spend hours getting ready for the party.

Max of course wants to make a grand entrance to her own party so you and Marcus are in charge of welcoming the guests which Marcus doesn't really give a damn about and is already drinking a beer in the backyard.

The party is going strong when Sophie and her friends arrive around eight.

"Sophie? So you're Max's girlfriend, she has told me all about you," you say.

"And you're Y/N, she couldn't stop talking about how excited she was for you to visit," she tells you.

"Yeah we haven't been able to see each other in a year, facetimes were getting old."

"It's nice to finally meet you, where is Max by the way?"

"Upstairs, wouldn't be Max without the dramatic theatrics," you laugh.

"No it wouldn't," Sophie chuckles.

You and Sophie spend the next twenty minutes talking, you tell her all the best places to go in New York when she moves there, Abby, Norah and Ginny finally coming downstairs to join the party.

"You look beautiful," you tell Abby, handing her a drink.

She takes a drink to hide her smile and the lights all go out, when they turn back on Max is in the center of the stairs striking a pose.

People cheer and she saunters down, kissing Sophie as the party continues on.

"Soo, what do you think," Max asks you.

"Of your girlfriend or your dress because both are wonderful," you reply.

"I'm so glad you guys like each other, Y/N is my favorite family member, he's way better than Marcus he should have been my twin," she tells Sophie, "come on let's dance."

Max drags Sophie to the living room to dance and you look to Abby.

"Want to dance?"

She chugs the rest of her drink and nods, how she's going to make it until midnight with you she has no idea.

You guys dance and drink and talk and dance some more.

At some point you end up in the backyard taking a break, Marcus passed out in a chair bored of the party and a few too many beers.

"Don't let Max see him or else she'll draw a dick on his face… again," Abby states.

"God I miss them, I really need to come here more often," you laugh.

"I think you should visit more often too," she says low, "for Max I mean."

"Oh yeah… for Max," you grin, taking a sip of your beer.

"It's almost midnight," some random party goer says from the door and the other teens head back inside for the countdown.

"You want to go back in?" Abby asks.

"We could… but I'd rather be out here with you," you say, scooting your chair closer to her.

A few minutes later you can hear everyone inside counting from ten.

When they get to one fireworks go off all around the city and you lean in, Abby meeting you halfway.

You kiss her and there's more fireworks going off than just in the sky.

"I don't want you to go home tomorrow," she mutters against your lips.

"Then I better start planning on coming back here for spring break… and I don't think it'll take Max too much convincing for you guys to spend the summer in New York," you smile, kissing her again.

The fireworks wake Marcus up who opens his eyes to see you kissing Abby.

"Way to go Y/N," he says quietly before nodding back off.

#ginny and georgia imagine #abby littman imagine #abby littman x reader #x male reader #fic

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