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oneshotnewbie · 2 months

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Can we please get a PLL one (I missed my girls) where the reader is Spencers little sister and Emily gf and she’s taken by A and she manages to call Emily and the girls are hysterical and the reader talks to them like its the last time (angsty with a happy ending)

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The streets were dark and deserted as you made your way home from visiting your possibly soon university. You were exhausted from the energy, hustle and bustle of campus life and longed for a quiet evening with Emily. She was probably already waiting for you at your family home, and you were really looking forward to spending the rest of the night with her, probably with a nice hot bath and a relaxing episode of your favorite series.

Tapping the steering wheel and whistling softly to the gentle tune from the radio, the silence was broken by the sound of screeching tires and a car getting dangerously close to you. You tried to stay calm as the car sped up and soon pulled alongside you in the opposite lane. You gripped the coating layer of the steering wheel, your knuckles already turning white as you tried to slow down. You thought maybe the person was just trying to get ahead of you. But it was too late, the car rammed you on the left rear of the vehicle and threw you against the guardrail.

You came to a stop with a thud. The accident wasn't serious, but you felt a sharp pain in your side as you sat up in your seat and watched as the other driver's car came to an abrupt stop. As you tried to calm down and get your bearings, you saw a dark figure get out of the black. Panic gripped you as you realized you were dealing with "A" who had been putting pressure on you and your friend group for years and so, in a desperate attempt to get help, you searched for your phone on the passenger side to make one last call.

Your fingers trembled in fear as you dialed Spencer's number. The phone rang once, twice, and you were startled as a shadow moved into your vision. “A” came walking towards you with slow steps. When you finally heard your sister's voice on the other end, you couldn't hold back your emotions anymore.

"Emily, please... help me," you whispered in a choked voice before your words were drowned out by a loud crash and a high-pitched scream. An iron bar had hit your windshield and gave way under the pressure. "Y/n, what's wrong? Where are you?" your girlfriend shouted, her voice sounding desperate and hysterically when she heard the ominious shattering of glass.

Her brow was furrowed as she threw the history class index cards on the table, standing up immediately to make way for her panic. Spencer, Hanna and Aria stood around her, their faces marked with fear and worry. "Em, I-I don't know how much time I have left in which I can speak. A is here to get me.“

You heard the girls' voices distorted through the phone and tears welled up in your eyes as you glanced nervously out of the broken windbreak. You sobbed as she tried to stay calm on the phone, even though she was already panicking inside, not being able to shake the uneasy feeling that you were in great danger. It gnawed at her and sent a cold shiver down her spine. "I don't know where he/she/it will take me. I'm scared, Em.."

Another shattering of the window in the passenger seat made you jump and a loud scream of your name came through the phone, followed by the voices of Hanna, Aria and Spencer, who were screaming in pure fear. "Y/n, listen, we'll find you, okay? Stay calm and do everything A tells you to survive!" Aria spoke, her voice shaking.

You felt how time was running out and the shadow under the hood was crowding you. There was no time to run away, especially since the stabbing pain wouldn't allow it. You shook your head. "You won't be able to find me, just like we haven't been able to find A all these years. Caleb will track my phone and then there will be no further trace of me. I will disappear.“ you spoke carefully, unbuckling your seatbelt and moving wildly looking around - the dark figure had disappeared from your view. "Emily.. I love you," you whispered in a broken voice, a stream of tears running down your cheeks.

“I love you too, sweetie,” the person addressed immediately replied with a halting voice, swallowing the lump in her throat as she looked to Spencer for help. Her mind was racing as she tried to think of a way out of this nightmarish situation. „I will find you. I will bring you back to me. I promise you!" you nodded involuntarily to yourself, listening to the voices of your friends encouraging you and promising to save you. But you also felt your strength fading, and you knew it wouldn't be long before something would happen that would end your life.

"Spencer, Hanna, Aria.." you whispered one last time and wiped your damp cheeks. "I-I.. thank you.. for everything."

Before anyone could answer, the door to your car was thrown open and you were pulled roughly out of the vehicle by the collar of your shirt. Your senses raged with fear as you felt a strong arm drape over your middle. Your screams were muffled by a rag held over your mouth as you listened tot he desperate cries of the girls.

The world around you blurred and the darkness started to surround you. You didn't know why you had to be the victim. But you knew you had to fear for your life.

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Two weeks had passed since you were kidnapped, and your friends' desperation grew with each passing day. The girls and their boyfriends had searched tirelessly for clues, but so far without success. Every day that you weren't found felt like an eternity to Emily.

Everyone had vowed not to give up, and they worked day and night to pursue every lead they could find. They searched the city and checked every place outside of Rosewood where they thought "A" might be holding you.

Then, finally, after countless hours of searching, they came across a promising lead. Mona had given them a tip that led them to an abandoned place on the outskirts of New York. It was a gloomy place, overgrown with weeds and marked by decay, but they knew they couldn't waste time.

As they walked along the small cobbled path past a house, they immediately felt the weight of the darkness that must reign there. But they did not let their resolve be deterred. Especially not Emily. She ran into the house and searched every room, every corner, every deserted hallway, her heart pounding with fear and hope. But she found nothing.

But as Caleb was about to close the closet, he heard a faint noise from somewhere below him. He followed the whimper and knelt down before feeling the carpet that had been laid out and discovered something underneath it. He picked at the corners of the rancid carpet, tossed it aside and found a hatch that led to an underground cellar. "I have something here!" he shouted and Emily immediately came around the corner, her shaking hands holding onto the hatch and immediately pulling it up.

They carefully descended the creaky ladder steps and when she entered the basement everyone froze in shock. There, in a crummy corner, you sat huddled on the floor, pale and exhausted, but alive. A hint of relief flooded through Emily as she rushed over to you and pulled you tightly into her arms. Spencer couldn't avoid rushing to her sister either.

"You found me," you whispered with a weak smile, your fingers dancing on your lover's cheek while your other hand searched for your sister's. "And we never gave up on you."

They left the scene together. Tobi had already alerted Tanner and some rescue workers, who immediately took you away to look after you. Emily breathed out, close to tears. She finally had you back, even though she thought she had long since lost you.

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After your long stay in the hospital, you finally returned home. Walking back to your room felt like a rebirth after all the days of imprisonment and suffering, a return to a place of safety and peace. The air smelled familiar and the warmth of home enveloped you like a blanket of security. A familiar hug that you so desperately needed.

When you took the stairs to your room and shortly afterwards entered it, your breath caught in your throat. The gentle smell of food rubbed under your nose, there were candles everywhere that flickered gently and casted a warm light into the room. A bouquet of colorful flowers sat on your bedside table and your eyes widened in surprise as you saw how Emily had transformed the room into a romantic paradise.

"Em...that's incredible." you breathed as you fully entered it and closed the door behind you. Your heart felt warm and light as she felt the love Emily had put into this surprise. Your lover stepped out from the shadows smiling, her eyes shining with love and affection. "Welcome home, my love." She said quietly and moved closer to you to press a tender kiss on your lips.

“This is... this is beautiful,” you whispered as tears of gratitude sparkled in your eyes. She gently took you in her arms and hugged you tightly. "I wanted you to feel loved as soon as you got home." She spoke quietly and led you to your balcony, where you sat down at the small table and began to enjoy the delicious meal that Emily had lovingly prepared. You couldn't believe how much effort she had put into making you happy. Every bite was like a declaration of love and you thanked the stars for the wonderful woman who was by your side.

“Thank you for always being there for me,” you spoke carefully, ruining the silence that had settled between the two of you. "Forever, don't you remember?" she asked, pulling up her sleeve. The colorful bracelet you had made for her years ago, before your relationship, was still attached to her wrist.

You smiled and pulled her towards you with a wave of your hand to press a gentle kiss to her forehead.

After dinner you relaxed on the balcony lounger, wrapped in blankets and surrounded by stars. Emily cared for you lovingly, gently stroking your hair and whispering words of love and care to you. "I'm so grateful you're home," she spoke softly, holding you tighter against her front. "I couldn't imagine a better place to be." You replied and smiled happily, leaning your head back on her chest and closing your eyes.

In that moment, your home felt not just like a place, but like the safest and most beautiful place in the world. With Emily by your side, anything felt possible, and you knew that with her you could overcome any challenge life threw at you. All the darkness and pain you had been through could be overcome by your soulmate.

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naturesapphic · 7 months

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“I need love”

Hanna marin x fem!reader

Warnings: reader is on her period, fluff

“Im dying!” You groan into Hanna’s pillow as she watches you from across the room reading one of her many magazines. “Baby hush, you aren’t dying”. She says as she rolls her eyes. You pout “I am too! It feels like someone is doing arts and crafts in my uterus. Cutting up all of my insides and twisting them.” You say dramatically.

Hanna made a disgusted face “okay I did NOT need that visual in my head.” She said and shook her head to not think about it. You rolled around in her bed, trying to get comfortable but you couldn’t. Your body was kicking your ass and your cramps too. No matter how much you turned or turned over, you just couldn’t get comfortable and all you wanted was your girlfriend to give you snuggles and attention.

“Hanna bananaaaaaaaaa” you dragged out on purpose to get her attention. She looked up from her magazine and looked at you with an eyebrow raised. “I need love” you simply stated at her. She smiled at you and got off her ass and headed towards you. You made grabby hands towards her and she instantly pulled you into her arms.

You smiled and immediately snuggled into her, almost purring to which Hanna giggled at. She ran her fingers through your hair and leaned down every now and then to give you kisses. A few moments later and you were starting to get bored. “Hannnnnnnnn…I’m bored” you complained to her and she rolled her eyes jokingly and gently thumped you on your forehead. “Why are you complaining so much today?” She said as she looked down at you with her piercing blue eyes.

“Because I’m bleeding and in severe pain! I have the right to complain! And at least I don’t complain everyday like you do….” You mumbled at the end but Hanna heard you and gasped in defense. “Do not!” She defended herself. “Do to!” You stated back at her which was a mistake because she started tickling you.

“Ahhh hanna! S-stop!” You giggled out and she kept tickling you until she saw tears in your eyes and then she stopped and you caught your breath. “Rude…” you pouted up at her and she smiled as she leans down to give you a slow and long kiss. You kiss back and run your fingers through her blond hair and gently push her head down to deepen the kiss.

A few moments later Hanna pulled away causing you to pout. “Nuuuu come backkkk. I want your lipsssss.” You whined out again. “Babe if I kept kissing you I would have passed out from lack of oxygen.” She stated. “And?” You said dramatically with a serious face. “Babe what the fuck! Do you want me to die?!” She yelled. “Nope. But I wanna keep kissing youuuu.” You simply said to which Hanna rolled her eyes at you yet again.

“Hannaaaaaaa. Im boreddddd.” You said while throwing your hands up in the air. Hanna huffed “go read some of my magazines then.” She suggested. “That will not help me feel better and be less bored.”you grumpily said. “It helps me!” She gasped. “Im happy for you.” You commented and she gently punched you in your shoulder. “ABUSE! Im telling mrs. Hastings!” You snarled and she started laughing.

“You wouldn’t do that baby. You love me too much. Plus I’ll kill you.” She said seriously at the end and you giggled. “Thats true. I would turn you in for abuse.” You smiled and she rolled her eyes as she smiled at you lovingly. “Thank you for being here with me Han. I love you. You always make me feel better.” You said while looking at her with so much adoration and love. She returned the look “of course y/n/n, I’ll always be here for you and I love you so much more.” Hanna said with a big smile plastered on her face and you smiled back. Hanna will always be there for you, especially when you are on your period and need constant attention 24/7.

A/n: I randomly came up with this since I’m on my period and I would definitely need attention 24/7 like @tvgirllloverz cmon I need you 🙄

But thank you for reading! And if you have any Hanna requests just let me know and of course any other requests you have for the other characters I write for :) remember to stay hydrated and to rest. I love y’all. Have a good day!

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chloe-skywalker · 2 years

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BestFriends Brother - Mike Montgomery

Mike x fem!reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 482

Summary: Being a Lair and dating Mike even though Aria is your bestfriend.

* Just because of what I ended up naming this imagines I'll Link this song its not based on this song but the title is the same. "Bestfriends Brother - Victorious"

Masterlist

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“Stop tickling me please!” Y/n laughed as Mike wouldn’t stop tickling her sides.

“Nah, I don’t think so.” Mike smirked continuing on with his mission to take her mind off of everything.

“Please.” She pleaded giving him the best puppy eyes she could considering her predicament.

“What do I get for it?” Mike raised his brows pulling a fake thinking face.

“What do you want?” Y/n asked looking up at him out of breath.

“A kiss.” he smirked at her and Y/n laughed cause of how goofy his smile looked.

“You can have that anyway.” Y/n stated smiling at him. He should know all he has to do is ask. Even not ask, it’s not like she ever minded kissing him.

“Then something else.” Mike waved off his last request going to think again about what he wanted for stoping tickling her.

“Ok.” Y/n giggles, waiting for him to make up his mind. “What?”

“A date.” he states with a confident look upon his face.

“Ok-”

“In town.” Mike added before she could get out the full word.

“Mike-” Y/n looked down feeling bad all of a sudden.

“No, no don’t do that. Please.” Mike cut her off shaking his head pleading with her to not say ‘no’.

“Someone could see us.” She reminded him as the two both moved into sitting positions. It’s not that she didn’t want to go on a real date with him, one where they didn’t have to go towns over or hide. It’s just their situation wasn’t the easiest.

“That's the point.” Mike nodded, trying not to get his hopes up.

“What if Aria sees us?” Y/n asked nervously wringing her hands together.

“We can’t hide from her forever Y/n.” Mike reminded her, not that she wanted to be reminded. Aria and Y/n had been friends their whole lives Y/n was just worried about how Aria would react. She’s dating her brother after all. Then there’s also the A- situation at hand and Y/n never wants Mike to be targeted.

“I know and I don’t want to.” Y/n stressed to him grabbing on to his hand and giving it a squeeze. Y/n doesn’t want to have to hide their relationship but she also doesn’t want mike to be targeted or for it to ruin her relationship with Aria.

“If your worried about A- then we’ll deal with it. I won’t let anyone ruin this for us.” Mike looked her in the eyes making sure Y/n knew each word that left his mouth he was serious about.

“Ok.” Y/n nodded agreeing to the date in town and to his statement about the A- thing.

“OK?” Mike asked again just to double check.

Y/n could hear the excitement in his voice and see it in his eyes. “Yeah, okay.” She answered smiling.

#x reader #imagines #imagine #y/n #pll #pll imagine #pll imagines #pretty little liars #pretty little liars imagines #pretty little lairs imagine #mike montgomery imagines #mike montgomery #mike montgomery x reader #cody christian #aria montgomery #lairs

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mostfandomimagines · 1 year

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Imagine: Aria following you and finding out that you have a boyfriend when she had just come to terms with her feelings for you

#pretty little liars #pretty little liars imagines #aria montgomery #aria montgomery imagines #pll #pll imagines #not MY gif

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natsvenom · 3 months

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Angel

Jason DiLaurentis x fem!reader

SUMMARY: You’ve spent the past few days being distant with your boyfriend, Jason, after you and the liars are go to a coffee shop in town and run into his ex-girlfriend Cece Drake.

WARNINGS! Age gap, slight angst, alcohol ingestion, reader has an eating disorder (anorexia), body shaming, etc.

You and the liars walk into the Apple Rose Grill. Everything was stressful, per usual. Garrett had been let off the hook for murder and now Wilden was trying to make Hanna look guilty. There was currently a court order out for them to take a sample for Hanna’s blood. That would’ve been fine, knowing Hanna isn’t guilty. Except A has a way of making an innocent person a guilty one.

“Take it from me, you’re always better off with a really good lie.” A feminie voice said from behind you guys. You physically felt your heart stop in your chest. The voice was insanely similar to Alison’s.

“Is it just me or did that sound a lot like…” Emily mumbled. Younturned around to see a blonde girl standing at the register. There was no way that could be her, right?

“…Alison.” You guys said in unison.

The girl turned around with a smile on her face, but it quickly faded as she saw you guys staring at her like she was ancient relic, “Something wrong?” She asked.

“Oh, no, sorry.” Aria apologized, “You just sound a lot like one of our friends.”

“Hope she’s brilliant.” The girl said, “What’s her name?”

“Alison DiLaurentis.” You told her, staring at her like she was a lost dog.

She looked at you guys in realization, “You were friends of Ali’s.” She says, “Me too, I’m Cece.” You had heard that name before, you just weren’t exactly sure where from.

“Spencer.” Spencer spoke, greeting herself.

“Melissa Hastings little sister.” Cece noted, “Ali talked about you. She talked about all of you. A lot.”

“How do you know Ali?” You dared to ask.

“Before I moved to L.A our families rented summer homes in Cape May. We went through an intense couple weeks together. I dated her brother, Jason. She never mentioned me to you guys?” Cece explained. You suddenly felt tense hearing the mention of Jason. You could only imagine what she meant by an intense couple of weeks. But there was no need for you to be jealous, right? Jason was with you not her. But in the moment you couldn’t help but notice how incredibly gorgeous Cece Drake was. She had beatiful blonde hair, blue eyes, easily a size 4, and not to mention her confident outgoing personality. She was everything you weren’t.

For some reason this realization made you sick to your stomach. She looked perfectly healthy, while the reason you had looked the way you did was from practically making yourself sick. Almost your whole life you had been worried about your appearance; making sure you never ate more than 1000 calories a day, over exerrting yourself, and excercising till you felt your body break down.

You knew you were destroying yourself, but you wanted to be pretty. You wanted to be like the girls at your school who all the boys fawned over. You wanted to be the girl who was always picked first for group projects. You wanted to be the girl who wasn’t afraid to wear a crop top in public. You wanted to be like Alison, beautiful and destructive.

Alison had told you something that’s always stuck with you, “You’re pretty, but sweetie you need to drop a few pounds.” When she was alive you easily weighed 130 pounds. By the time your family moved back to Rosewood, you weighed 100, and now you weigh 110. everyone had noticed the dramtic changes over the years. Your family had done nothing but worry about you, the boys at school would whistle at you and make inappropriate remarks, Hanna was someone who you could relate to, and Jason was someone you could rely on.

Before you guys started dating, he found out about your eating disorder. At the time you and the other liars were still questioning if he was A, but after he had helped you get better you never once thought about him being A again, and dismissed the girls when every they tried to convince you he was just being friendly to get information. Luckily, things were different now.

You wondered why Jason had never brought up Cece Drake before. You silently wondered if there was any part of him that still thought about her. I mean she’s gorgeous, who wouldn’t be thinking about her.

You had been zoned out for so long you hadn’t even been paying attention to their conversation until you saw her about to leave, but she stopped in her tracks, “Do any of you girls know if Jason is seeing anyone? I hear he looks really good now-a-days.” Cece asked.

The rest of the girls looked at you subtly before turning back to Cece, “No clue.” Spencer said quickly, shrugging her shoulders. Cece nodded her head.

“Well if you see him tell him I say hi.” She said in flirtatious tone, making your skin crawl.

It had been two days since you last spoke to Jason. You spent the last couple of days worrying about your body, spiraling back into that same old self concious loop you had been so familiar with. He was starting to get worried about you. He had absolutely no idea what was going on with you.

You sigh, sitting in the driver’s seat of your car. You know you shouldn’t do this, but you really needed something to take your mind off Cece Drake.

Jason sighed as he sat down on the front porch of his house. He had absolutely no explanation for what was goingon and it was driving him crazy. He turned his head when he heard footsteps walking up to him. He had hoped it would be you, but was met with slight disappointment when he saw someone else.

“Hey.” Spencer greeted softly, walking up the porch to sit by her brother. He simply nodded at her, looking down at the cement floor, which suddenly became very interesting.

“I met Cece Drake this morning.” Spencer revealed. Jason looked up, a confused expression on his face. He hadn’t heard that name in so long, nor thought of it. Spencer could see the gears turning in his head.

“What?” She questioned.

“Was y/n with you?” He asked, looking at her desperately for answers.

“Yeah, why?” It suddenly clicked in his head what was going on with you. You weren’t ignoring him because you were mad at him. You were ignoring him because of something she had said.

You sat on a hard red stool at the bar, thanking Alison internally for getting you a fake id. All you had to do was flash it to the bartender and he came back with exactly what you thought you needed. Alcohol.

You had only drank a little bit, but you were already starting to feel tipsy. You were clearly a light weight, and almost everyone knew it.

“What’s a pretty girl like yourself doing here all alone?” A masculine voice asked from beside you. You turned your head to see a man sitting next to you, a glass of something that was defintely stronger than what you were drinking.

“I’m wondering the same thing myself.” You heard another voice say from behind you. You didn’t have to think twice about it to know who it was. You spun yourself around in the stool and were met with his warm green eyes. You groaned dramatically, pushing youself off the stool. You forgot that the stool was hightened, and practically fell right into Jason’s arms.

His arms wrapped around you quickly, pulling you back up straight. Well, straight as you could get in that moment, “I’m taking you home.” He said strictly, making you giggle. It wasn’t really funny, but right now everything seemed comical to you. You pushed past him walking out of the bar. You felt the cold night air hit your face. It felt good at first, but then it made you feel sick. You threw up into the bushes right outside the bar, right before warm hands pulled your hair back for you.

“I don’t feel good.” You mumbled, wiping your mouth off.

“Mm, I wonder why.” Jason quipped, rubbing your back as an attempt to soothe you. You groaned, shoving your head into his chest. He put one of his hands in your hair, rubbing your head comfortably.

“You smell good.” You mumbled into his chest, making let out a breathy laugh, “Can we make out now?” You asked, pulling him down by his jacket. He kissed the top of your head.

“Not right now pretty girl.” He said softly. You groaned, the annoyance making you roll your eyes. You pushed away from him, walking through the parking lot, Jason following closely behind you.

You stopped in the middle of the parking lot, looking at a group of trees intensly, “Hey, who put those there?” You wondered, observing the trees like they were the most interesting thing in the world. Jason came up behind you, shrugging his jacket off and putting it over your shoulders. He didn’t say anything, knowing that explaining the process of the life cycle of a tree to a drunk person would just end up with and endless amount of stupid questions.

“I think you should take a nap and then google it in the morning.” He said, intertwining his hand with yours as he walked you to the car, opening the door for you and helping you get in. The car ride home was relatively quite, but it wasn’t uncomfortable silence, it was nice.

When you got to the DiLaurentis house, Jason’s hands stayed on your waist as he guided you up the stairs. You plopped down on his bed as he pulled something out of his closet for you to wear. He helped you unzip your little black dress and pulled his hoodie over your head. You yawned as you threw yourself back onto his bed. He sat down next you, pulling the covers over you and placing a gentle kiss on your head.

“She’s pretty.” You mumbled into the cold pillow, grasping it in your hands. Jason sighed, knowing this conversation would end up happening one way or another.

“Whose the girl that I let sleep in my bed everyday and steal every single clothing item I own?” He teased, making you smile into the pillow. You knew he was right.

“But—”

“But nothing. I love you, and only you.” He assured, pulling you into him as he wrapped his arms around you tightly. You cuddled into his chest, grasping his shirt in your hands.

“I love you too, Jase.” You yawned.

“I know angel.”

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codychristiantreasures · 4 months

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Thoughts of you.

#cody christian #late night Cody thoughts #his body is incredible #imagine this being your view everyday #🧎🏻‍♀️#asher adams #all american #theo raeken #teen wolf #mike montgomery #pll #codychristianedit #cody allen christian #cody christian edit

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rhinestoneprincess · 10 months

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Pll fans follow me

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6rookie-writer0110 · 4 months

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It's not all over

Alison DiLaurentis x Male Reader

Request: Can you do Allison from PLL x Male Reader?

When Alison came back to Rosewood, everyone was in shock. Everyone thought she was dead now there rumors going around about what happened to her. Before she disappeared, you were her boyfriend. Everyone asked you questions about what happened and where she had been hiding. You didn't have answers but no one believed you but you just ignore them.

“So, how do you feel about her being back?” Spencer asked.

“Feels unreal. Everyone thinks I had something to do with why she disappeared” You said.

“Oh, we are in the same boat. Do you still get texts from A?” Spencer said.

“I haven't in a while,” You said.

“Me too. I see you later, Y/n” Spencer said.

You put your books away in your locker. Alison noticed you, she wanted to say something to you but she walked away. She still has feelings for you but she isn't sure what to say.

“What’s wrong, Ali?” Emily asked.

“I still have feelings for Y/n but I'm not sure if he feels the same way,” Alison said.

“Did you talk to him? He has been on dates with other people but nothing serious like what you two had” Spencer said.

“It was rough for him and us. But Spencer is right, just talk to him” Hanna said.

“You have to try, Ali” Emily said.

“I will try” Alison sighed.

All day, she tried to talk with you but couldn't. You and Alison didn't say a word to each other.

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Alison and her friends went to a party. At first, Ali did have some fun but Noel ruined the mood. She did start drinking once she got to the party, and she got drunk. You didn't go to the party but she called you.

“Y/n, where are you?” Alison asked.

“Are you drunk?” You asked.

“You are drunk” Alison giggled.

“Yeah, you are drunk. I'm going to pick you up” You said.

You got dressed and went to the party. It wasn't hard to find her and you take her to your house. You put your arm around her waist to take her upstairs then she touches your cheek.

“Don’t tell, Y/n but I'm still in love with him” Alison said.

You didn't know what to say.

“Watch your step, Ali,” You said.

You take her to your bedroom and gently lay her on the bed. You take off her shoes and she is smiling at you. She mumbled something but you didn't understand what she said. But she grabbed your shirt and you don't move.

“Please, stay I don't want to be alone,” Alison said.

“Okay, I will stay,” You said.

You lay next to her and put your arm around her body. She moved closer to you and she lay her forehead on your chest, then you gently touch her hair.

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The next day, Alison woke up first and she has a hangover. She noticed that you are next to her but she doesn't remember what happened last night. A few seconds later, you start to wake up and you sat up.

“Hey,” You said.

“What happened last night?” Alison asked.

“You called me drunk last night and I went to pick you up. And we just cuddle in bed and nothing else” You said.

“I have a hangover and I don't remember calling you. I didn't mean to bother you” Alison said.

“I know. But we need to talk. You are different and a lot has happened” You said.

“I'm sorry. I had to do it. Y/n, I thought about you every day and I missed you so much. I know you won't feel the same way, but I had to tell you how I feel” Alison said.

“After you left I kept to myself for a while. Then I got close to your friends and we would spend time together and stuff. I did go on a few dates but I kept comparing them to you. I know what you said is the truth, you don't express yourself unless you want something in return” You said.

“Do you want to be my boyfriend, again? We can take it slow” Alison said.

“Yeah, I want to be your boyfriend again,” You said.

She smiled then she went to the bathroom. Later, you take her somewhere to eat and she is happy being with you. While waiting for the food, she put her hand on top of your hand. You and Alison get up and then leaned toward each other and she kissed you on the lips. You and Alison start to smile at each other.

Later, you and Alison went to see a movie but ended up kissing each other. She caresses your cheek then you start to kiss her again.

#Alison DiLaurentis imagine #Alison DiLaurentis x reader #Alison DiLaurentis x male reader #x male reader #male!reader #male reader #pll imagine #pretty little liars imagine

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clarkgriffon · 1 day

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fashion in rosewood in every episode → love shAck, baby (4x15)

#plledit #pll #pretty little liars #creations #FashionInRosewood #emily fields #alison dilaurentis #aria montgomery #hanna marin #spencer hastings #ashley marin #ezra fitz #the only ezra i will allow in my gifsets is evil!ezra bc it's the only version i care for #god the serve that was ezra's s4 plotline.#everything after s4 with ezra is trash but imagine the absolute insanity they could've pulled after 4 seasons of glorifying #a teacher/student relationship. years of intentionally kid-gloving the context of this dynamic and then pulling the mask off and going #'he was a predator the whole time! he always knew what he was doing!' AND THEN BACKTRACKING IT IMMEDIATELY SKJLFGJLKDFG

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elenasalvator13 · 1 year

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Pretty little liars aesthetic

Happy Easter everyone

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kaisacobra · 10 months

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RULES FOR REQUESTING ━━━━━━━━★

What i will write:

One Shots

Headcanons

Angst

Fluff

Polyamorous relationships

What i won't write:

Male reader

Smut (for now)

Extreme violence descriptions

Gore

In case you want to request something that isn't in any of these lists, feel free to ask me beforehand!

WHO I WRITE FOR ━━━━━━━━━━━━★

Cobra Kai

Sam LaRusso, Tory Nichols, Aisha Robinson, Moon, Yasmine.

PLL: Original Sin

Imogen Adams, Tabby Haworthe, Faran Bryant, Noa Olivar, Minnie "Mouse" Honrada.

Scream

Sam Carpenter, Tara Carpenter, Amber Freeman, Mindy Meeks-Martin, Anika Kayoko.

Teen Wolf

Allison Argent, Lydia Martin, Kira Yukimura, Malia Tate, Erica Reyes.

Wolf Pack

Blake Navarro, Luna Briggs.

Glee

Santana Lopez, Quinn Fabray, Brittany S. Pierce.

Fate: The Winx Saga

Musa, Beatrix, Stella.

Marvel

Kate Bishop, America Chavez.

Legacies

Hope Mikaelson, Josie Saltzman.

Yellowjackets

Lottie Matthews, Jackie Taylor, Shauna Shipman, Natalie Scatorccio

Modern Family

Haley Dunphy, Alex Dunphy.

XO, Kitty

Kitty Covey, Yuri Han.

High School Musical: The Musical The Series

Nini Salazar-Roberts, Gina Porter, Ashlyn Caswell, Kourtney Greene, Maddox.

Other Characters

Evie Grimhilde (Descendants), Daphne Blake (Scooby-Doo), Piper McLean (Heroes of Olympus), Maya Hart (Girl Meets World), Isabelle Lightwood (Shadowhunters/TMI)

I basically write for all of the female characters that I wish to see more fanfiction for. In case you wonder if I would write about a character who's not on the list, feel free to send me an ask about it!

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oneshotnewbie · 8 months

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if you’re comfortable with the topic

could you do spencer hasting x reader with an ed (anorexia) with her helping the reader

PLEASE IGNORE IF YOURE UNCOMFY

⚠️Trigger Warning⚠️ This one-shot includes the topic of an eating disorder (anorexia nervosa) and the plot is presented. If this triggers you too easily or you just can´t handle the subject, I urge you NOT to read this work. I am NOT embellishing this topic under any circumstance. Read at your own risk.

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You did not remember exactly when the sickness had started to hold your body in captivity and destroy your entire life, but it used to come with the stress of A and their sick and twisted games. Now, you only felt relief whenever you could hunger your problems away, taking all the imperfect things of your body and starving them away.

It is the rumor mill and the people whispering behind your back that have been brewing since you were kidnapped and resurfaced. Since then, you hid into your clothes that swallowed you whole. Sometimes, you stood completely naked in front of your bathroom mirror and hugged your body, silently pleading to yourself to finally be perfect. Maybe if you were just a little lighter, A would stop putting you down.

And like so many times lately, you lay on your bed, your hands firmly placed on your growling stomach and your fingers brushing your ribs with your fingers absentmindedly. -Since you have been back home, you have gained enough weight to support an entire family, piggy.- Was the anonymous sender's last message to you and left you shrugging as you repeated the number that your scale spat out less than a few minutes ago.

For days you had not eaten more than measly portions of fruit, eggs or vegetables, which did not even provided your brain with the nutrients it needed. You had given up eating lunch with the girls, refused to eat at the breakfast table of your family home. The taste of the bitter coffee that Spencer brought you to school every morning was also starting to bother you and nearly made you sick.

And then there was Spencer Hastings which knew about your struggle with food. The person, who cuddles you during movie nights when you are cold from not eating a lot during the day, and does not mind if you refuse to eat big portions, if you ate at least small things in her presence. If she had learned one thing, it was not to push you but to give you space and take your own pace to improve.

Sometimes you thought to yourself that she did not care or took it seriously. She was too busy clarifying the person hiding behind an annoying letter in an alphabet. But you were wrong. So wrong. The brunette was more than just worried, paying attention to every little thing you ate. And sometimes Spencer was frightened about it.

Hunger took over and the aching stomach put you in a fetal position. With shaky hands, you fumbled around on your bedside table to look at your phone and manage to distract yourself, until you saw your best friend standing in the doorway. "Please, do not say anything. I know I am taking steps backwards," you whispered.

Spencer did not utter a single words as she walked towards you and gently pulled your frail figure into her arms. She kissed your hair and softly rocked you back and forth as you let your tears flow freely onto her shirt.

The two of you went to therapy sessions together with Dr. Sullivan, she did not force you in any way. You alone had the idea, but you asked her for support, which she was happy to give you. You did not want to disappoint her, as she was one of your best friends and a rock in the surf who enriched your life. Spencer knew how you felt, assured you that you would never disappoint her and you believed her by the beautiful smile that graced her lips.

"Can you please eat something small for me? An apple maybe?" She asked cautiously, afraid that she had ruined the moment and pissed you off. But she did not, instead you nodded into her chest and pulled away from her which she did not expected at all. "Very good, I will get you one quickly. Do not move."

The brunette quickly ran down the stairs and you were worried for a moment that she would break her legs at that speed in the dark. But she appeared back in your room without any injuries in no time and took her usual spot on your bed.

She held the apple in front of you and you swallowed hard before unceremoniously bringing it into your own hand and taking a small bite out of it. You found yourself feeling the food move into your stomach, hating the feeling of instant weight gain. The desire of hiding was great as your stomach slowly expanded and the doubt crept it. It was a constant battle. But the brunette never judged you for it.

"Thank you for trying to fix me," you whispered into the dark of the night, her arms firmly around your body as she leaned against the headboard of your bed. Spencer involuntarily pulled you closer to her and kissed your temple. Her head rested on yours, occasionally checking the mirror to see if you were eating. "You are trying to restore yourself, I am just your little support. You do not need me."

You did not know what to say to that, so you fell silent, but thought about the line she had uttered. This time the brunette was wrong, you needed her more than you would ever admit. The second time you started crying that night was not because you were hungry, but rather for the girl who you had become- so terrified of loving yourself.

“Hey do not cry,” she hummed quietly to herself, pulling your face up towards her. The pads of her thumbs wiped the salty tears from your face as her eyes lost in yours. Spencer was protective of you, knowing that all she could do was be there for you and pick you up when you could not do it yourself. You had to fight for yourself and stop the evil voices in your head from A telling you negative things about yourself. You were not ugly or fat like you thought. In her eyes, you were the most perfect person in the world and she loved you just the way you were.

"You are beautiful and we can do this, together." her voice was thick with emotion and the faint sobbing of the night echoed off the cold walls of your room. Despite the dark and heavyhearted atmosphere, something had changed inside both of you. You wanted to change, wanted to become a person who accepted herself and proudly loved her body. Not just for her, but for you.

Spencer, on the other hand, understood that after that evening, her feelings were not just based on friendship, but became more sensitive. Her heart loved you in good and bad times and she would fight with you, no matter what.

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naturesapphic · 7 months

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Scared

Hanna marin x fem!reader

Warnings: cursing, mature themes, sexual innuendos

“Hey Han, you into sharing everything with your BFF? Even your GF? - A”

Hanna looked down at her phone in horror as she read the text message. Tears flooded her eyes and she knew she had to do something that she didn’t want to do. She has to break up with you. It’s for your own good, she can’t lose you or worse, have you killed.

No matter how much it will kill her inside, she has to let you go. You mean too much to her and the thought of anything bad happening to her makes her sick and filled with rage. She shakily grabbed her car keys and drove to your house, regretting what she’s about to put you through.

You heard two hard knocks on the door and grabbed one of your favorite stuffed animals and slowly walked to the door. You slowly opened the door while your hand was held up with your stuffed animal in hand, ready to attack. You screeched as someone came in but it went away when you saw your blonde headed girlfriend standing there with her leather jacket on with a lacy black long sleeved top. “God Hanna you fucking scared me!” You said breathlessly as you held your stuffed animal to your chest, pouting at her.

Hanna chuckled and shakes her head “what were you gonna do anyway babe…kill me with your stuffed animal?” She teases you as you glared at her in annoyance. “N-no! But I would have done something…like…like punch you!” Hanna raises her eyebrow at her in disbelief. “Baby…you wouldn’t hurt a fly…you say sorry to me when you accidentally hurt me or accidentally bump into me and sometimes you start crying.” She says at she walks further in your house. You huffed and buried your face in your stuffie.

“Why are you here anyway Han? Not that I don’t want you here but you usually text me first or you come earlier in the day…” you said, worry laced in your voice. Hanna remembered why she was here and her whole mood changes and her eyes go teary and her face goes completely dead. You walk up to her and gently cup her face to which she let a few tears leave from her eyes. You gently wiped them away from her face with your thumb and she gave you a small smile in return as she nuzzles her face in your hand.

She pulls her face away from you hands and you frowned at her action. “We have to break up..” she says quietly. You felt your heart breaking and felt like you couldn’t breathe properly. You let your hands fall to your sides and you start trying to take deep breaths which made it worse.

“Baby?… babygirl..hey…hey..breathe with me angel..” she softly said to you as she had you sit on the floor and she sat in front of you. She gently took your hand and put it on her chest where her heart is, then she took her hand and put it on your chest. You watched how she breathed and followed her every step of the way.

When you finally could breath better you finally said something. “Is this because of A? What did they threaten you with now?” You questioned her quietly. She sighed and showed you her phone with the message and you frowned more. “I can’t have you hurt again…A has hurt you a lot and they have hurt me a lot…being with me is so dangerous y/n…I have to let you go.” She said with her voice cracking as she tries not to cry.

“No!” You exclaimed as you looked deeply in her eyes. “No? Y/n…we can’t be together anymore…I can’t lose you…even if I have to lose you in this way…I can’t have you be killed.” Hanna says sternly but you weren’t having it. “I said no! Don’t you understand that I don’t care? That we have been together since high-school? We have been through so much together! You are my person Hanna…we can get through this. I can take some self defense classes Hanna! And learn how to fire a gun!”. You exclaimed at her while you look into her eyes with determination.

“Y/n…you don’t understand. This A is worse than Mona combined. She’s more ruthless and has no mercy for us. Please just let me go…”. She said as she took steps back from me. “Please Hanna please…can’t we talk more about this?” You said pleading her. She sighed annoyingly and walked to your door “I can’t do this anymore.” She said opening the door.

“NO!” You yelled and you ran in front of her and shut the door so she couldn’t get out. “Hanna Marin I love you so fucking much and I’m not letting you go. Ever. You are stuck with me. I will go to self defense classes and protect myself and more importantly you, even if I am short! Because just now I just try to kill you with my stuffed animal…” you said as you stand in front of her, not letting her go anywhere.

Hanna glared at you and pushed you aside to get out but you stood back in front of her, blocking her again. “You aren’t leaving until we fix this and talk about it more. I’m not loosing my Hanna banana.” You said with big tears in your eyes and you leaned up and kissed her fiercely. Hanna stood there in shock, but when she finally realized what was happening she kissed you back just as hard and with more passion.

Hanna picked you up by your thighs and your legs were secured around her waist. Your hands were in her golden locks as her hands went from your thighs to your ass. She carried you upstairs and kicked open your door hard since you were in your house alone and quite frankly Hanna didn’t give two fucks.

Hanna threw you on your bed and you looked at her with such intense emotion and lust that she started to tear up. “Baby…I-I’m sorry…I just can’t have you killed or get hurt in any way. You are the person I love. Only you. You are my person and I just want you in my life.” Han confessed as she was stripping her clothes, revealing her beautiful nude body. Even though you were completely star struck at seeing her beauty, Hanna was confessing to you and you were all ears.

“I understand Han…but please…p-please don’t do that again.” You said as you started crying and Hanna hovered over your body and wiped away your tears with her gentle fingers. “I only tried to because I’m so scared…I can’t lose you…” Hanna said softly as she’s crying too. “You won’t lose me. We will find a way to protect ourselves. Just you and me Hanna banana.” You said with a smile at the end and Hanna giggled at the nickname that you always called her.

“I love you y/n/n…so fucking much…” Hanna said as she leans down and connects her soft lips with yours. You moan softly as her tongue intrudes your mouth and explores it. You buckle your hips and Hanna notices it and smirks to herself at how she’s making you completely submit to her, just by a kiss.

You tangle your fingers in her hair as she completely rips your pjs off your body and you blush fiercely. Hanna slowly looks at each detail of your body and admires it. You both have had trouble with your body so she completely understands how you feel and she wants you to feel sexy and confident because she sees you as perfect in her eyes.

Both of your naked bodies are intertwined as y’all show each other how much you love one another and you know that this night will be long and special for the both of you.

A/n: my first imagine of hanna! I hope y’all enjoyed and please, if y’all have any request for her/Ashley benson, please send in request. I love y’all! Remember to stay hydrated and to rest!

#hanna marin #hanna marin x fem!reader #hanna marin x reader #ashley benson x reader #ashley benson x fem!reader #ashley benson #ashley benzo #pll imagines #plledit #pll original sin #pll rewatch #pll gifs #pll icons #pll cast #pll girls #plldaily #pll #pretty little liars #pretty little liars imagines

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Keeping Each Other's Secrets - Jason Dilaurentis

Jason x Fem!Reader

Ezra x sister Reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 548

Summary: Being Ezras younger sister and finding out about him and Aria. Well Aria finds out about you and Jason.

Masterlist

Pretty Little Liars Masterlist

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“Whens. Your. Sister. Coming Over?” Aria asked in between kisses.

“Around 5.” Exar answered.

Little did the couple know it was already 5 past 5. So when a knock sounded on the door it made both of them jump.

“What time is it?” Aria pushes him back a bit.

“5 past . Shit.” Eaxar curses.

“The knocks were a warning because I do in fact have a key.” Y/n walks in having used her own key when no one answered. Y/n smirked at seeing their predicament on the couch. “Maybe I should knock harder next time.”

“It’s not-” Aria stuttered but she couldn’t find the words for an answer.

“We weren’t -” Ezra was at a loss for an explanation as well, it’s exactly what it looks like.

“Look guys. I don’t care. If your both happy. And you treat her right.” Y/n pointed at her brother. “Then your secrets safe with me. Because I do imagine this is a secret. Right?” She asked about the obvious age difference.

“Yes.” Aria and Ezra answer at the same time.

“Okay. Just be more careful, k?” Y/n said, wiggling her eyebrows.

Y/n, Aria and Ezra spent the rest of the night hanging out and having fun.

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“Where are we going Jason?” Y/n asked, confused.

“You’ll see.” Jason smiles excitedly.

“High School?” Y/n raised an eyebrow. “Wow, I haven't been in a highschool since I graduated.” She said looking around.

“That was like a year or two ago.” He laughs.

“Oh hush.” Y/n laughs as well. “But why are we here? It’s closed.”

“I have a key.” Jason dangled the keys before walking them in.

“Ah perk of working here I guess.” Y/n flicked her brows up nodding her head impressed he’d use his work key this way.

Jason led her to a door and opened it, as they walked through the doorway Y/n laughed.

“The pool.” Y/n turns to Jason with a mischievous look. “Oh I know that look, what do you have planned Mr. Dilaurentis?”

“Let’s go swimming.” He smirks, excited.

“I’m in.” Y/n smiled.

As the couple enjoyed their secret swim. Little did they know they were being watched. Aria had been sent to the school thanks to -A. Who wanted her to see her boyfriend's sister and Jason together.

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“Hey Aria, what’s up?” Y/n was surprised to see her brother's girlfriend at her door.

“I have something I need to share with you.” Aria tells her as Y/n lets her into her home.

“Okay?” Y/n was deeply confused now.

“I know.” Aria gave her a serious look as they both sat facing each other on the couch.

“About what?” Y/n furrowed her brow, confused by what she could have met.

“You and Jason.” She clarified.

“oh…How?” Y/n nodded and then tilted her head curiously.

“I saw you both the other night at the high school.” Aria explained sheepishly.

“Oh, Aria-” Y/n was blushing now considering they were practically naked that night.

“Don’t worry. Your secret is safe with me.” Aria was returning the favor.

“Thank you.” Y/n smiled gratefully. “You wanna stay for pizza?” She asked.

“Absolutely.” Aria smiled, the two hanging out all night at Y/n’s place.

Taglist: @padawancat97

#y/n #x reader #imagine #imagines #x y/n #pll #pll imagine #pretty little liars #pretty little liars imagine #pretty little liars imagines #aria montgomery #aria x ezra #ezra fits #jason dilaurentis #jason dilaurentis imagine #jason dilaurentis imagines #jason dilaurentis x reader

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tmlwattpad19 · 11 days

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Another “currently thing”… I think I’m gonna make these a series. Anyway…

Currently thinking about writing a story/series about Veronica Hastings x Reader, where reader has had a crush on Mrs. Hastings since high school. They don’t do anything until the friends are graduated from college…

I don’t even want to elaborate anymore because I think it will spoil my ideas but…

Let me know what y’all think. Any additional information/concerns/comments/brainstorming ideas.

#fanfiction #imagines #fem reader #pretty little liars #pll #pretty little liars imagine #veronica hastings #spencer hastings #aria montgomery #hanna marin #alison dilaurentis #veronica hastings x reader #wlw #writing #toby cavanaugh #mona vanderwaal #paige mccullers #caleb rivers

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natsvenom · 4 months

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Drunken Kisses (angst-ish)

SUMMARY: You, Spencer and Jason had given a bracelet to the police you thought would help link Garret to Alison’s murder the previous day. Today you heard from Spencer that the blood on the bracelet wasn’t Garret’s and his name was cleared. You had a little school girl crush on him back when Ali was alive, not that he even knew you existed. But after Ali went missing, his family left Rosewood. Now that he was back, he was a completely different person and you found yourself falling even harder. You guys have gotten fairly close since he’s been back, but nothing ever came of it.

WARNINGS: age gap, drunk driving, mentions of murder, angst, etc.

Jason DiLaurentis x GN!reader

The bell signaling it was the end of the day rang, and you and Spencer were walking out of AP History together. You and the other liars were all best friends, but Spencer was really the one who got you the best. That’s why you could tell something was up with her, the way her lips had been frozen in a straight line the entire day.

“Spence, what’s on your mind?” You asked, having wondered that question all day.

Spencer sighed, “I just feel horrible, I was the one who told Jason about the bracelet and now Garrett is out of prison because of it. I should’ve never dragged him into this.” Spencer explained sadly.

“Hey, this is not your fault. Okay? You had no idea that bracelet would free Garrett. You were just trying to help.” You assured her. You knew Spencer wasn’t in the blame for this, you just hoped she would see that too.

“Yeah, but all I ended up doing ruining things.” Spencer mumbled, her lips forming into a small frown. You put a comforting hand on her shoulder.

As you walked out of the school you saw Jason running around the block. You noticed the way his hair stuck to his forehead from sweating. You couldn’t but notice how good he looked.

“Jason.” Spencer called out. She walked over to him and you followed closely behind her.

“Hey.” He greeted the both of you, “What’s up?”

“I, uh, heard you were gonna be on the basketball courts.” Spencer stated, pointing in the direction they were in.

“Yeah, I was.” He informed, “Pulled myself out of the game.”

“Why?” You asked softly.

“Figured I’d hurt less people running around the block.” He clarified. You looked at him sympathetically. You didn’t exactly have any words that could comfort him in a moment like this, but you would try your best to let him know you were there for him.

“Right. Well that answers my next question.” Spencer says, looking down at her feet.

“Which was?”

“Are you okay?” Spencer asks, her voice genuine. Jason doesn’t say anything, he just looks down at the ground in disappointment.

“I’m so sorry I dragged you into this.” Spencer apologizes, the guilt written all over her face.

“It’s not your fault, Spencer.” He assures, “You didn’t make me walk into that police station.”

“I know, but I thought that—”

“I know. That this piece of jewelry would have ended this. But it didn’t, alright?” He interjected, “Now, instead of being the big hero, I’m back to being the big screw-up.”

“Jason, nobody thinks that.” At least, you didn’t think that. The one thing he never gave up on was trying to find out what happened to his sister, and you admired him for that. You wished he could see what you did sometimes.

“Really? Maybe I should let you pick my father up from the airport.” He objected, his voice filled with frustration. You looked at him sadly, you felt guilty for not being of more help but you knew there wasn’t anything you could do.

“Do your parents think that Garrett is still gulity?” Spencer wondered, “Or do they think that now it’s somebody else?”

“I don’t know what they think. Never have.” He uttered.

“Well what do you think?” You asked.

“I think that I’m done looking for answers around here, that’s what I think. I’m not a detective, and I’m not a lawyer.” He sighed, rubbing his temple.

“Hey, we, uh, met Cece Drake this morning.” Spencer revealed, trying to change the subject. You bit the inside of your cheek, trying to swallow back the emotions you felt coming up from your chest. You knew Cece was his ex and the conversation you’d had with her at the grill made it seem like she was still interested in him. And you wouldn’t blame him if he ever went back to her, she was gorgeous. And it wasn’t like you had a chance with him anyways.

“Did you know that she’s back in town?” Spencer questioned.

“I heard.” Jason nodded his head, looking unphased by the information.

“We didn’t even know that she and Ali were friends.” Spencer explained, “She said that you guys spent an intense summer together.” You could only imagine what she had meant by ‘intense’ and you didn’t really like the idea of it.

“Everything with Cece’s intense.” Jason told them.

“Did it end on a bad note?” Spencer pried.

Jason’s answer was vague, “You could say that.” He muttered. This was a converstaion you chose to stay out of. You knew you were a good liar, but lying to Jason was different. It wasn’t as easy as lying to your family or even your friends. Somehow he always saw right through you, like you were a book waiting to be opened.

“Look, I got to, uh, get home and take a shower.” He said, “I’m gonna be late for his plane.”

“Okay.” Spencer mumbled.

“Bye Jason.” You spoke one last time before he walked away. He sent you a half-hearted smile before continuing his run back down the block.

You and Spencer decided you both desperately needed something to eat, so you went to a little cafe just a block away from the school. You talked for a little about everything going on, and then shortly after Hanna met up with you guys.

“You can’t just block a court order in an afternoon. She needs time.” Spencer said on the phone, but hung up as soon as she saw Hanna walking over to the table.

“But she’ll do it?” Hanna asked, worriedly.

“She’s gonna try.” Spencer promised.

“Try?” Hanna quaked.

“It’s my mom. With her a try is as good as a win.” Spencer assured her.

“Did Aria get in to see Mona?” Spencer asked the blonde.

“I haven’t heard anything yet.” Hanna shrugged. You saw Hanna look over behind your shoulder. You turned your head to see Jason and Mr. DiLaurentis getting out of the car.

“When did Alison’s father get back to Rosewood?” Hanna questioned.

“Today.” You responded, “Do you want me to talk to him?” You asked. Hanna had previously told you about the incident with her and Mr. DiLaurentis. Hanna had told Ali’s mom that she was still alive. Hanna had claimed she saw Alison one day and then she showed up dead the next, making Mr. DiLaurentis completely go off on Hanna.

“Well, maybe you should, Han.” You said, “You’re believing everything that Wilden says. Why don’t you find out yourself?” Now that Garrett was free, Hanna was suspect runner up. Wilden had claimed the blood found on Alison’s bracelet was the same blood type as Hanna’s.

“Cause I can’t.” She objected, “And you know what. You’re right, Spence. Your moms on it so I have nothing to worry about.”

You, Hanna and Spencer sat in silence for a while, until Hanna saw Mr. DiLaurentis coming back out of the building he had previously gone in to. You watched as she made up her mind, she walked over to Mr. DiLaurentis and began a conversation.

You bit at the straw of your drink, anticipating the outcome. “This can go one way… or it can go the complete opposite.” You mumbled, looking to your friend worriedly. Luckily, no scene broke out, Mr. DiLaurentis just got in his car and drove off. You sighed, sinking back into your chair.

It was officially late outside and you and Spencer needed a sleep over. With everything going on, all you wanted to do was cuddle up in bed and watch some sort of romantic film to ease your minds. The car ride was silent as you leaned your head against the cool window. You snapped out of your short state of peace as a car reved it’s engine behind you, you looked through the back window, only for the car to speed right past you, blaring music on full volume. You couldn’t help but notice the side of the car said, “DiLaurentis.”

“Jason.” You said aloud. You and Spencer looked to each other in panic just as the sound of a crash rang through your ears, “Oh my god!” You gasped. Spencer sped up, pulling up behind him. You rushed out of the car as fast as your feet would take you and you looked at him through the open window. He looked miserable.

You open the car door, assessing him for any injuries,”Jase, are you okay?” You ask worriedly. He didn’t say anything, he looked completely dissociated, “Are you drunk?” You questioned. Again, he said nothing. He attempted to get out of the car but you pushed him by his chest so he was back in the drivers seat.

“Stop it! The police, are gonna be here any minute, okay?” You scolded.

“Maybe they’ll lock me up with Garrett. Finally get some justice.” He muttered, angrily.

You sighed frustratedly, “Just move over.” You said.

“What—”

“Jason, just move over!” You snapped.

He was taken back for a moment, “Why?” He asked.

“Because this never happened.” You spoke softly this time. He finally obliged, moving over to the passengers seat. You were about to get in the driver’s seat when Spencer grabbed your arm.

“You don’t have to be the one to do it, it’s my fault he’s in this place anyways.” Spencer said, feeling bad for her friend cleaning up her mess.

“Spence, none of this is your fault. You didn’t ask for any of this. I’ll get him home. Besides, you need to get your own car out of here.” You said, assuring her it was okay.

She pulled you into a hug, “Thank you.” She said, before rushing over to her car and leaving the scene. You sighed, getting into the driver’s seat. You knew you couldn’t take him to his house, you knew that would just give his father another reason to jump down his throat, so you decided to take him to your house. Your family wouldn’t be home so it was the safest option for him.

When you got home, you managed to get Jason out of the car. He was stumbling all over the place, he clearly had drank more than needed. He stopped, and sat down on your porch, leaning his head against the wall. You looked at him simpathetically as you sat down next to him.

“Why the hell would you do that?” You fumed. You understood he was hurting but the way he basically stepped into the arms of death scared the hell out of you.

He turned to face you with a glare, “Do what? Give up? You know what, I’m tired of everyone treating me like I’m clueless.” He snapped back. He was angry, you got that loud and clear. He tried standing up but you grabbed ahold of his arm, pulling him back down.

“Well you’re acting like you are! Jason, I don’t even think you realize how stupid you were tonight. You could’ve died! You scared the absolute hell out of me!” You scolded him. Even if you weren’t together, you wouldn’t want to lose him either way. You considered him one of your best friends.

“God, you sound like my mother.” He muttered, rolling his eyes at you, “You know what? I don’t need your help. I don’t even know why your making a big deal out of this anyways.”

“Because I care about you!” You snapped, standing up from your spot abruptly. His eyes softened at your words. He didn’t understand how you could care about him, so he questioned it.

“Well you shouldn’t. I’m not worth it. My dads made that perfectly clear that he lost the wrong kid.” He sighed, putting his head in his hands.

“Jason, don’t listen to your dad. He doesn’t know what he’s talking about, okay?” You said softly this time, sitting back down next to him, “If anything, he’s the one who’s not worth it. Jason, your a great person. You care about people, whether you like to admit it or not. And you’re smart and patient and you keep putting everyone else before yourself. Do you even realize how much you’ve done for me? After everything that happened with Mona and my family, you were always the one who was there for me. I don’t think I would be where I’m at now if I didn’t have you in my life. So don’t say it should’ve been you and not Ali because I don’t think I would ever recover from that. You deserved to have a better father, but he doesn’t deserve a son like you.” You may have went a little overboard, but you needed him to know that you cared.

Jason didn’t say anything, he just looked completely surprised at your words. Nobody has ever said anything like that to him before, and hearing it come from you was something else entirely. He stared at you with a million emotions running through his eyes. Maybe that was why he couldn’t stop himself from what happened next.

Before you knew it his lips were on yours. It was a hungry kiss, desperate for something he’d been longing for forever. His hands were on your face, pulling you as close as he possibly could. You could taste the alcohol from his mouth, reminding you he was still drunk. You pulled away from the kiss hesitantly and he moved closer to you, not wanting the moment to end.

“Jason, you’re drunk.” You reminded him. As much as you’ve been waiting for that to happen, it wasn’t the right time.

“So?” He breathed out.

“So, you’ll probably regret this in the morning.” You sighed, feeling guilty. You felt like you had taken advantage of him in his drunken state.

“How could I ever regret you?” He questioned, his eyes not leaving you for even a second.

You stood up from the porch, “It’s late and you need lots of sleep and lots of water and in the morning your definitely going to need lots of asprin.” You remarked, brushing off the little bit of sediment from your pants.

You took the key from your pocket and opened the door, Jason stumbled in shortly after. You had absolutely no idea how you were going to him up the stairs. You let him put his arm around your waist, minimizing the amount of times he stumbled up the stairs.

You took him to your room, setting him on your bed. You could see how exhausted and disappointed in himself he looked. He let himself slip up, he had been sober for so long and all he could think was that this was another thing he screwed up.

You could see the tears in his eyes, the ones he wouldn’t let fall. You pushed the hair that was sticking to his forehead away from his face, letting your hand linger on his cheek for a moment, “Everyone falls off eventually, Jason.” You spoke softly, “But you’ll get back on, okay?” You asssured him. He nodded his head.

You slipped your hands in his jacket, helping him pull it off. He then took his shoes off and both fortunately and unfortunately for you, he took his shirt off next. You understood, he was clearly sweaty and overheated from the accident, not to mention the alcohol on top of it. After getting situated, he pratically collapsed on your pillow.

“If you need anything let me know.” You speak in a hushed tone. You just reach the door when he calls out for you.

“Actually, I do need something.” He said.

“Yeah, of course. What can I get you?” You asked.

“Can you stay?” He asked, unhesitantly. You looked into his eyes for any signs of alterier motive, but saw nothing, just the desperate need to not be alone. You thought about it for a moment; for one you knew it wasn’t the best idea, but you also wanted to be able to check on him in the middle of the night.

“Okay.” You say, walking over to him slowly. You pull yourself under the covers next to him, not exactly close but you weren’t exactly a mile away from him either. He fell asleep super fast, the exhaustion taking over him quickly. You turn away, facing the door, trying to fall asleep. Just as you feel sleep creeping on you, you feel arms snake around your body, and legs tangling with your own. You had to admit, you’ve never felt more comfortable then you do now.

It was around 5:00 in the morning and you had expected Jason to be gone. You assumed he would’ve regret what happened and left to spare your feelings, but he didn’t. Instead he was still right next to you, arms wrapped around you tightly with his head pressed against the back of your neck. You squirm in his grasp, trying to free yourself to avoid any awkwardness when he wakes up, but his hold is too strong. Luckily, he subconciously loosens his hold as you manage to carefully get up.

When you stood, you saw him bury his face into your pillow, making you smile. You walk downstairs quietly and enter the kitchen, getting yourself a glass of water. You head over to the couch and grab a book you hadn’t finished reading and open it. You decided to kill some time while you waited for him to wake up.

After a while you heard the creak of the stairs, indicating someone was walking down them. You look over and see Jason walking down while he rubs the sleep from his eyes.

“Hey.” You call out softly. He looks over and sees you sitting on the couch with a book in your hands. His first thought was that he definitely wouldn’t mind waking up to seeing you like that everday if he could.

He walks over and sits next to you. From the awkward look you were giving him, he guessed you were wondering if he remembered anything from last night. He could lie and say he didn’t and things would go back to the way they were, or he could tell the truth and potentially ruin everything you guys had. He was internally debating on which option to pick.

But before he could say anyting, you had already picked for him, “You remember last night, don’t you?” You said as more of a fact that a question.

He looked at you with a defeated look, “Yeah.” He sighed. You took that as a sign he had regret what happened, and you suddenly felt really awkward.

“Look, we can forget that this happened. I know you probably regret what happened—”

“Is that what you think?” He interjects. You were taken back, you hadn’t expected that to be his reaction.

“I mean, yeah.” You say. You were almost positive he had regret last night, so when he kissed you. Again. You were suprised to say the least. He took the book from your hands, tossing it onto the table. He put one of his hands on your stomach, pushing you down so that you were lying down. He hovered over you, though his lips never left yours.

“Does it look like I regret anything that happened last night?” He asked, his voice lower than before, making you shiver. You shook your head slowly, keeping your eyes on him the entire time he spoke to you.

“Well, maybe you need to do some rethinking then.” He spoke, before placing his lips back on yours.

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