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chloe-skywalker · 4 months

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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.

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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.

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oneshotnewbie · 1 year

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In love with my best friend - Spencer Hastings x Reader

Authors note: This short story is not related to a request but is something I came up with that I couldn't get out of my head. Maybe you like it anyway! 🙈

Summary: There is one unspoken rule between best friends; never fall in love with them. But like most rules, this was made to be broken. You fell in love with Spencer and as luck would have it, she was dating Toby. But when you confess your love for her, everything turns out differently than you thought.

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Spencer Hastings was undoubtedly your best friend. Not that you had many friends, although there were plenty of people you got along with, you trusted nobody as much like Spencer. You had no siblings but a sister could hardly have been closer to you- you knew that.

It was odd. After all, you did only known each other a few years, but you assumed that time played less of a role in friendship than the experiences shared. And fighting side by side against a common enemy was certainly something that could bond two young girls together.

Yes, Spencer Hasting was a great woman; smart, kindhearted, brave, super loyal and absolutely reliable. And that is exactly what started growing butterflies in your stomach. However, there was one flaw that let you know you will never get to call her your girlfriend- when she could not stop babbling about her boyfriend.

"Oh, come on, Y/n!" she wailed in a tone that made you want to squeeze your hands into fists and dig your fingernails into your skin. Just a little, it would hardly hurt. "Do you not want to know what he got me for our anniversary?"

"No, I do not want to" you hissed as you dropped the fork with a clatter into the bowl.

Spencer seemed taken aback for a moment, but then her face lit up and she waved the necklace in front of your face again while you stared grimly at the piece of tomato that jumped out of the bowl. "Ha! You are only saying that because you do not know how great he is!"

Then your patience, which is quite thin by nature, snapped. "Damn it, Spencer!" you lifted your eyes to your best friend, who had moved intrusively close to you. The brunette was not exactly known for keeping a distance of discretion. "I do not care how great your fucking Toby is, okay?"

She slowly slipped her hands off the chain around her neck and the wide grin faded from her face as if the harshness you displayed tonight had wiped it away. However, she did not seem offended. On the contrary, she seemed extremely worried. "What is going on, shorty?"

"Nothing is wrong," with shaky fingers, you tried to lift the mushy tomato between your nails and shove it into the sink. "Just because I do not want to take a closer look at that gold chain around your neck that you bother me with all the time does not mean something is wrong"

Inside, you were despairing. You would most likely to want her to yell at you. Would love to hear her say how bad of a person you were, not enjoying their happiness. Maybe then you would feel less like a monster than you already did.

"There must be a reason for my best friend´s grumpy face though. You are never usually like that"

This almost made you laugh out loud. You were in the midst of a terrible war of emotions and feelings that were raging inside of you. Love and hate were close together and fought flawlessly in your soul for the rightness of them. On one hand, you were happy that the brunette had found someone who loved her with all her faults and flaws. However, you had hoped that you were the one who could offer all of those things to her.

You sighed deeply and got up to dump your dinner into the trash; your appetite was completely gone. Spencer´s face changed from a deep confusion to a frighteningly serious one that sent a chill down your spine. "It is about Toby, is it not?" In your stance, you flinched slightly and did not let a word escape your mouth, but she instantly knew that her guess was correct. "Ever since I told you it was serious between the two of us, you seemed completely lost in thought and distanced"

You still retreated in silence, but your hands were shaking so much that you dropped the empty bowl into the sink. And the youngest Hastings had noticed that too. Quickly, she jumped out of her chair and put her arm comfortingly around your shoulders while you clutched the marble, knuckles already turning white.

"I love you.." you began to speak in a low voice, looking down at your fingers scraping the stainless steel. Emily had previously advised you to stay away from the subject and try to shut off your feelings. She had warned you urgently, yet you had ignored every word and walked into a circular saw with open arms.

And worst of all, you did probably jeopardized the friendship with your stupid revelation.

"I did not mean to develop feelings for you but I did not stop them the first time I felt it and-" Spencer could clearly hear the uncertainty in your restless voice and stopped you to catch your breath. She pulled you closer and if you did not know her better, you would have assumes that she would want to kill you for ruining her relationship with the boy she fell in love with. "You have to stop,"

"With what?"

"Wanting to explain yourself," she paused for a moment, biting her lip as the front of her body gently pressed against your back and her head hovered over your shoulder. A clearing of her throat escaped her before she continued to speak. "Y/n, look at me"

You turned your face to her and saw a strange sight, two adult friends standing close together, one pulling the other into a tight and loving embrace. You, aware of how close Spencer was to you and how your heart started pounding violently in your chest, could not help but smile. "If Toby would see us like this.."

The older one seemed confused for a moment, then laughed out loud until her body shook with yours. Gently, she wrapped both arms tightly around your body and her face moved dangerously close to yours, your lips almost meeting. "I do not care"

With a mixture of curiosity and nervousness, you looked into her large and brown eyes, the color of which had darkened and was almost unrecognizable through the enlarged pupils staring at you.

"May I..?" Her gaze dropped to your lips with the warmest, friendliest smile you had ever seen and you nodded as your heart started leaping with excitement in your chest. As her soft lips brushed yours and kissed them gently, you felt the almost unnatural warmth that spread through every single fiber of your body.

As Spencer unintentionally pulled away from you, there was silence for a long moment before she began to whisper barely audible. "I have been waiting for this moment for so long, I did not think it would ever happen" her lips slammed back onto yours, slowly kissing their way down to your chin and shoulder before nibbling at the tender skin of your neck.

The sensation you felt overwhelmed your senses, letting you moan briefly before you laid your head back and thus allowed her to dive further with rough bites. Your hands settled on her hips, gently pulling her closer to you. They roamed her whole body until they caught on the buttons of her expensive blouse, that you were feverishly trying to open.

Spencer and you were so busy with each other, that you did not realized you were being watched from the patio door.

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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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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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fandoms--fluff · 1 month

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You guys get a flat tire

Jeremy: Does anyone know how to change a tire?

*Jeremy and Kol look at you*

Y/n: Are you looking at me because I'm gay?

Kol: No, You're just...

Kol: Sporty?

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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.”

#jason dilaurentis #jason dilaurentis x reader #pll #pretty little liars #imagine #spencer hastings #light angst #aria montgomery #hanna marin #emily fields #alison dilaurentis #cece drake

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switchbladekillerqueen · 4 months

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Cmon kiss your screen 🤭🌸

#ellie williams #ellie williams imagine #ellie tlou #ellie the last of us #i know you wanna kiss me #should I rewatch pretty little liars #gay icon #girl needs Vaseline

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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.

✫ ✫ ✫ ✯

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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lesbian-deadpool · 1 year

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Natasha, saying goodbye before going on the run: “How lucky am I to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.”

Yelena: What brilliant scholar said that?

Natasha: Winnie the Pooh.

#source: pretty little liars #incorrect marvel quotes #natasha romanoff imagine #natasha romanoff #yelena belova imagine #yelena belova #widow sisters #avengers imagine #avengers #marvel imagine #marvel #MCU imagine #MCU

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clarkgriffon · 14 hours

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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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chloe-skywalker · 2 months

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Waking Up - Jason Dilaurentis

Jason x Fem!reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 227

Summary: Waking up next to Jason and feeling safe.

Masterlist

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The bright sun entering through the blinds slowly woke Y/n up from her sleep when she noticed a certain someone already awake and staring at her adoringly.

“Hey.” Y/n greeted stretching out to shake off the sleep.

“Hey.” Jason greeted back in a gravely morning voice.

“Good morning.” Y/n smiled

“Good morning indeed.” Jason smiled back leaning over her to kiss her.

“Hmmhmm, what do we have to do today?” Y/n hummed looking up at him.

Jason brushes her hair out of her face. “As far as I know nothing.”

“Good.” She smiled at him happily.

“You wanna stay in bed all day?” Jason laughs though he loves the idea.

“Maybe.” Y/n shrugged playfully as she ran her fingers through his hair before sitting up and resting her hands on his shoulders. “I like it here. In your arms. It feels safe.”

“I’ll always keep you safe.” Jason states to her seriously.

“And I believe you.” Y/n nodds rubbing her fingers into his shoulders.

“You should.” Jason starts kissing her neck to her shoulders.

“After everything you’ve been there for, how could I not.” Y/n said, pulling his head up to look into his eyes before pulling him into a kiss. He’d been there through all the -A crap that’s gone on and she knows he’ll continue to be there.

Taglist: @padawancat97

#jason dilaurentis #jason dilaurentis imagine #jason dilaurentis imagines #jason dilaurentis x reader #pretty little liars #pretty little liars imagine #pretty little liars imagines

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oneshotnewbie · 1 year

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Can I request Spencer Hastings x Reader where A actually made Spencer hurt someone while being at the dollhouse where she is covered in blood and it's Reader? At the hospital Aria sees that Reader gets stitched up because she is having a deep cut from a knife and tells the other when she goes to Spencer's room? Spencer is all worried because you changed since then and are all quite and not that bubbly she used to know you and she also knows that A took all the anger out of Reader and she had to take the most shit because A thinks that Reader is the weakest member of the girls squad? At home Reader doesn't want to talk to Spencer or the girls at all until Spencer is all messed up on her door and crying her eyes out because she remembers what happens? Angst and fluff please???!

⚠️Trigger warning! ⚠️ This one-shot includes the topic of kidnapping, blood, stabbing/cutting wounds. These plots are 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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Two months. Your friends and you had struggled to survive for two whole months.

A had played games with you, tortured, despised and treated you as puppets. Asking so much mentally that you all didn't even know what you should feel after your, almost failed, escape. At least not you.

You didn't know how you could ever be around your best friends again after A urged you to shock them, choose who was next to play his sick game and who wasn't allowed to get water for the next few days. But apparently they had taken out their desperation on you too; you didn't get anything to drink or eat for days. A even managed to bring Spencer to hurt you.

And now you were out of the underground hell and had no idea what to do next and how you should behave towards Spencer. She apparently had no idea about the night when you woke up on her bedroom floor, your best friend attacking you like a fury and hurting you; A had probably put her on some kind of drug.

But you escaped the chaos thanks to Alison and were now in the hospital for observation according to the circumstances and the lack of nutrients. Mentally you had suffered a lot and it was not easy for all of you to return to a regular life but you knew that somehow, the girls would get through it.

While the others had probably gathered to talk about what had happened, you were bound to your bed and frankly you were glad for it. Standing across from Spencer would be too uncomfortable for you at the moment.

You looked at the ceiling with your lackluster eyes while you gave the doctor the time to sew up the last few inches of your abdominal wound, not really listening to him or the words that came out of his mouth- Your thoughts completely wandering off.

They were repeatedly disturbed by a gentle drop of the liquid flowing to your vein and it was unbearable for you to hear this noise, it brought you back to the place where you didn't hear anything else except the ticking clock in your supposedly own room.

With a violent pull, the door to your room opened with a loud squeak and you jumped up before you let yourself fall back onto the couch with a wrinkled nose, a pained face and tightly closed eyes.

"I´m sorry. I did not know-eh." the short brunette stuttered as she stood in the doorway and looked at you in shock. Staring eyes and an open mouth embraced the long cut on your stomach, which stretched sideways to your navel.

A little embarrassed, you pulled the piece of cloth you were wearing over the doctor´s hands to uselessly hide the cut - she´d already seen it anyway. The old man in front of you stopped in his movements and put the instruments he had a hold of in his hands aside before turning to Aria. "I am asking you to leave. We´re in the middle of a treatment."

She nodded quickly apologized before she took a few steps back, still confused without further speaking, and the door clicked shut with a soft click.

You actually intended to keep it a secret from your friends, but you knew that as soon as Aria entered the other girls room, she would tell them what she had seen and you had no chance to talk your way out of it.

And then the whole truth would come out.

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Confused by the imagine she had of her best friend and the huge gap on her abdomen a few seconds ago, the little brunette walked quickly down the hospital corridor to get to Spencer´s room where they all wanted to meet up.

She had not learned anything from just now and threw herself against the heavy door to open it, also without knocking first, and now stood in the entrance of the bare room. Three tired and lost pairs of eyes settled on her and surveyed the enraged statue, which stood in front of them with a wide open mouth.

Completely isolated in her thoughts, Aria sat down on one of the chairs that Emily had already placed in front of Spencer´s bed and fumbled around with her fingers. She bit her lip bloody from sheer worry and not knowing when the deep and long cut on your stomach was made and who was responsible for it, but one thing was clear; if she found out who A was, she would kill him for the pain that person had caused you and the others.

"Earth to Aria.. are you okay?" Hanna tore her out of her thoughts and gently nudged the smallest of the pack. Now Spencer and Emily, who were talking wildly earlier, had stopped and looked eagerly at the brunette. "Yes.. no. I´m okay but Y/n is not."

"What about her? Have you seen her?" Spencer abruptly intervened in the conversation, sitting up from her laying position. Her voice had lost it´s tone, was hoarse and low, even though she had just sounded perfectly normal not too long ago. "What happened?"

"I went to check on her because I was worried and then I saw how she was being treated." Aria quietly informed her friends as she cleared her throat and started playing with her fingernails. "She has a huge cut on her stomach. Something happened to her down there and she has not told us anything."

Shocked looks turned to the youngest of the group and she pushed back in the chair. Crossing her legs and arms, Aria looked back and forth between the girls and caught on to Spencer. She could clearly see the brunettes pulse in the main artery of her neck, the trembling of her dilated pupils surrounded by nervousness.

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The situation between Spencer and you lay like a stone on the brunettes heart. Through therapy sessions with Sullivan, she had managed to partially bring her memories back to the fore.

The person she did this to was still fuzzy but it must have been you; the wound Aria had told her about matching where the blade in her hand pierced through the body beneath her. She had felt it was you. Of that she was sure.

But you remained silent about this situation as if this event had not happened in your reality. A week had passed in which you were discharged from the hospital with a whole medicine cabinet. Since then, you had been holed up in your room at your family home with no communication to Spencer.

Calls and messages flooded your phone, even literally exploding it with requests about getting in touch with her; at least let her know how you are doing. But she never got a single answer and your chat remained empty from your side.

The paths to your front door were softly lit as she walked through them. Flares were placed to the right and left of the pacing stone and illuminated the entire flower-planet front yard. The sprinkler system whirred next to her as she took one step after the other.

On the way here, she had given herself a motivational speech, but it disappeared with ever step she took.

Reaching the mahogany-like doors, she stood motionless and still on the patio. Her heart raced as she exhaled shakily and began pounding on them. It was a cooler evening, one of the firsts when she thought about it, and it had been too cold to wear a loose shirt. Spencer would have preferred a sweater, but that was of secondary importance.

As she waited, her mind filled with a bitter emptiness. She was terrified of a confrontation with you, but it would help her understand how you were feeling and how she could make amends. If anything. The brunette wanted to be pragmatic- the most efficient way to get a satisfactory answer.

Slow footsteps sounded on the other side of the door and she thumped heavily when she heard your faint voice in the distance. She huffed and ran a hand over her long brown hair before the door opened abruptly, revealing your pale and tired features under the hood of your white hoodie.

"Y/n.." she spoke cautiously and did not dare to look at you any further. She could see the pain you were in and Spencer felt even more guilty than before. She cleared her throat, nervously pulling her hands to strap of her bag that slung over her shoulder. "Before you slam the door in my face, listen to me. Please,"

You remained silent, disbelieving who you had in front of you.

Spencer could judge by your body language that you were more than just uncomfortable. All muscles tensed in your thighs through the dark blue ripped jeans you were wearing, your hands were tucked deep in the kangaroo pocket of your hoodie and yet she could tell you were fiddling with your fingernails nervously.

Without saying a word, you moved to the side and let her into the house. As she passed thankfully with pleading eyes, she breathed in deeply the floral perfume you were wearing. Spencer missed your closeness and your warmth towards her so much that she clung to every breadcrumb that was given to her in that moment.

"Are you home alone?" she asked in irritation as she was enveloped in the silence of the walls and saw only the flickering TV in the living room. You nodded firmly, your hands mostly tucked into your sleeves and positioned in front of your body. "My parents flew to Paris"

"And left you alone after you went through hell?!"

"What do you want, Spencer?" you shouted angrily and turned your head to her with a rigid expression. Your sudden explosion let her loosen from her rigidity before she stared at you with wide eyes and you thought you saw fear flicker in her eyes for a brief moment. "I do not think you came here to judge my parents."

The mood was strange. Cold, distant and restless. The unspoken swelled between the two of you. Sadness and fear burned in your chest while your best friend had a tiny spark of hope that she was trying to weave into normal conversation.

Motionless, the addressed person sat in front of you, looked deep into your pain-piercing eyes while tears stung hers. Spencer's heart was pounding deep in her chest and it had probably reached it´s highest point now. It pounded in her head, throat, abdomen and paralyzed her. It was indescribable.

The brunette swallowed hard and took a deep breath. She rested her elbows on the marble area and buried her head in her hands before rubbing across her nose. Very sheepishly with a shaky voice, she continued. "I know what I did. I remember."

Beside her you gasped and bit your lip, she could not quite identify the emotion she saw in your eyes. Where before there had been a coldness and severity, she now found something else. "W-what?" you said cautiously in a cracked voice.

Spencer kept shifting nervously on the bar stool, her hands alternately clawing at her pants, the counter in front of her or the disappeared back to the shoulder bag. "Just go now, Spencer. Please-I," you spoke suddenly, breaking her train of thought.

You ran a hand through your tousled hair nervously. "Y/n," she cut you off sharpy and your chest tightened. You found it difficult to breathe.

Spencer took another breath, ready to either explain or,what you thought was, more likely an apology. But she did not get around to it; you continued in a loud raging voice. "Do you actually know what I had to go through when you fucking came at me like a madman?"

You practically yelled at her, your voice already hoarse. You saw in your veil of tears how the older one flinched and her shoulders wandered to her ears. Nevertheless, she did not break her deep gaze, but got caught in your teary eyes. They had darkened. "Or how it felt to look into my best friend´s eyes, begging her not to do it while the knife was already penetrating my skin?"

The brunette felt like she was a little kid again. When she smashed the window with the hockey ball and was getting the lecture of the century from her parents. However, she would not end up in your comforting arms after she shed the first tears. You would not reassuringly run your fingers through her hair or insist that it was just glass and could easily be replaced.

No, this situation went much deeper.

Spencer opened her mouth that suddenly dried out. Tears streamed down her face in unison with yours and she let her eyes roam over you again. "I am so sorry.." she could not pronounce it, her throat tightening with every word. "I could never hurt you. A did something to me and that monster was not me. It is not me. I love you."

The leadership she took at the moment, trying to explain her actions, distracted from your troubled insides. You could not completely turn off your heart and the thoughts of the past hours and days.

Still, you knew her words were serious and she was genuinely sorry. It broke your heart to see her so upset. She too was under the influence of drugs that A had given her to commit the crime. You exhaled loudly and just looked at her, could not keep your mind from racing.

Slowly, you circled the counter and stepped carefully to her side. Your fingertips gently touched her cold, trembling and bare forearm. Spencer reacted to the touch she thought was impossible immediately and looked at you. A positive feeling flowed through her and she laid her head at the level of your belly button. You flinched at the pain, but swallowed it to keep her close.

You cupped her sticky, sweaty fingers and intertwined them with yours. Indescribable affection went through the brunette and she drew herself closer to the person who understood her so well. Who went through this hard time with her and who would master recovery together.

Relief flowed through the eldest, you could see it in her face which showed the corners of her mouth far raised. She knew that she still had a rough road with you ahead and that she had to help you to trust her completely again. Above all, you needed someone to overcome the nightmare and the anxiety.

But most of the ballast had fallen off her. A decisive step in the right direction.

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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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