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Slightly bitter [ Dean Winchester x Reader ]

Requested by: @lizwinchester16 :: Dean gets mad at the reader for something she did on accident and ignores her. This upsets her.

“How did you even-?” Dean muttered, rubbing his hand over a dent on the impala.

This wasn’t how it was supposed to go. You were pretty sure you were a decent driver, so when Dean wasn’t around you decided to take his little precious out on a test drive.

But because of an unfortunate accident with an idiot on the highway, you were stuck here, being yelled at by your boyfriend for touching his baby.

Dean ran his hand over the car’s hood mumbling something that sounded like “I’m sorry, Baby, I’m sorry”. His eyebrows were knitted and he actually looked upset. If you weren’t the one who was being yelled at, you’d laugh. He was adorable.

“What are you smiling about? I am mad, Y/N,” Dean said, pouting a little. “You know I don’t let anybody touch her. Nobody.”

“I am sorry, Dean. I thought I’d do okay. I am sorry, I really am,” you replied.

Dean shrugged before stomping off toward the motel you were staying at.

You watched his bowlegs carry him across the road. Sighing, you walked off to the diner, knowing Dean would eventually forgive you.

Boy, were you wrong.

“Y/N? Did anything happen to Dean? He’s been grumpy since morning,” Sam asked, looking up from his laptop as you trudged into your shared motel room.

“I took the impala out. Met with an accident and now she has a dent,” you muttered, throwing yourself onto the couch. Dean had been mad at you for five hours now and you were feeling irritated.

“Are you alright?”

“Yeah yeah. How’s the search on our little monster coming up?”

Just then Dean sauntered into the room.

“Hey babe,” you tried.

Dean ignored you and sat next to Sam instead. “Anything on the Kappa?”

Sam looked back and forth between you two. He sighed and then said,“ Yeah actually, there’s quite a lot.”

“Great, how do we gank it?”

“Well it can be killed with a bronze dagger easily but the difficult part is capturing it.”

You looked at Dean. He wasn’t looking at you. This was getting annoying.

“What do you mean?” you asked, not taking your eyes off of Dean.

“It looks human and it kills off it’s victims by drowning them in water. It only feeds on children, as we already know.”

“Great. We can’t obviously take children as bait,” you muttered.

“Or we could,” Dean argued looking you dead in the eye before turning to Sam again.

“Are you mental?” Sam asked incredulously.

“What other choice do we have? We need to kill the damn thing before it takes other children,” Dean retorted.

You squinted at him. He was so petty when he was mad.

“Well we might have one other thing. Lore has it that Kappas like… cucumber,” Sam added, biting his lip.

You looked at Dean just as he turned to look at you and you both doubled up with laughter.

“Guys,” Sam muttered, rolling his eyes at the two of you but he couldn’t help the smile that had crept up his face either.

When you were finished you sat up, holding your stomach because it was still hurting.

“You want to lure it with a.. cucumber?” Dean asked, straight faced.

“It’s better than children,” you interjected.

To your surprise, Dean ignored you again. Now this was upsetting you very much.

“I second that. I say we go to the lake where the children drowned and wait for the thing with…cucumbers. If it doesn’t show up, we think of something else,” Sam said.

“This is by far the weirdest bait we’ve used,” Dean said as he stood up.

“Alright, I’ll go buy some cucumbers, you guys find a bronze dagger,” Sam announced, side-eyeing you.

As soon as Sam left you turned to Dean.

“How much longer is this going to go on?”

Dean ignored you as he stretched his back.

“Do you want me to kneel and beg for forgiveness?” you asked, cocking an eyebrow at him.

“Won’t be necessary,” he grumbled as he sat on the bed and looked at you.

“Look. I’m sorry, I know how much Baby means to you but I just thought it was going to be okay and I know if I’d asked you- you’d never allow me-”

“That’s the point, Y/N. She’s been our home since.. forever and I.. I don’t want anything to happen to her. I built her back from scratch once, you know.”

“I know. I’ll never do it again. Promise. Forgive me now?” you pleaded, taking his hand into yours.

“I don’t like it when you stay mad at me.”

Dean rolled his eyes. “Well if you didn’t do things that made me mad..”

“I’m sorry. Please?”

You looked at him with puppy-eyes to make it more believable.

His lips curled into a half smile at that.

“Sam does that best,” he mumbled before kissing your forehead.

“I’m sorry,” you whispered again and Dean nodded.

“Let’s go gank a Kappa with a cucumber, shall we?”

fin.

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Feeling The Moment: Part One (Jensen Ackles)

Y/N Y/L/N was an American singer, actress, and songwriter. You were successful and talented. There was a lot of things happening behind the curtains, though. Things you never tell your fans or the media.  But none of that stopped you from doing what you love.  And currently, you were working on a new project.

For the ones to know about this project, it wasn’t much of a surprise when the CW called you to be a part of the cast of the tv series, Supernatural, alongside Jensen Ackles and Jared Padalecki.

You loved this show; you never missed an episode. So not only you were happy to be back on acting, but you were ecstatic about working on your favorite tv series.

But today you were more nervous than anything. As much as you were used to doing that kind of things, meeting people, meeting celebrities you love, meeting people of your favorite show was a great reason to freak out.

As you posted this tweet, the creator of Supernatural, Eric Kripke, came to you.

“Hey. They’re all waiting. You’re ready?”

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Imagine the little moments with Boyfriend!Dean (2)

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word count: 200-ish 

Warnings: Fluff, none sexual second base.

A/N: Just something that popped into mind before i go to sleep.

Feedback’s awesome! 

“What are you doing?” You turn to look at Dean.

“My boobs are cold,” keeping your hands inside your shirt you shrug and beckon your eyes to watch the tv again by turning your face away from him.

“You want me to get you another blanket?” He reaches for the remote to pause the film. 

“Nah, it won’t work. They’re cold from the inside.” 

“What?” 

“Yeah, you won’t get it. I just need to hold them a little longer.” After that the two of you go back to the movie.

A few minutes after you let out a chuckle. “What?” Dean looks at you again. 

“Nothing I just thought you would have offer another way of warming them up but you didn’t.” 

“Sonovabitch!” Dean shakes his head. “Am I too late to offer now? Are they warm already?”

Removing your hands from your shirt you slide forward to the edge of the couch to allow Dean settle behind you and cup your breasts under your clothes. 

“Just keep note, this won’t be leading to sexy times,” you warn. 

“It won’t,” Dean pouts. “Can I convince you?” he wiggles his eyebrows suggestively.

“Umm… Nope.”

“Okay then, maybe I’ll convince you in a few minutes. For now I’m happy by just being like this.” Dean shrugs kissing the side of your neck, you lay back and enjoy his heat seeping through your skin while getting lost in the epic battle once again.

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Dating Sam Winchester

Imagine: Teasing Dean All Week For Fun.

Anonymous said: Sinful Sunday idea! The reader teasing Dean all week, then on, you guessed it, Sunday she gives him a dance and maybe something after if he’s good?

Imagine: Teasing Dean All Week For Fun. Word Count: 186  Warnings: Nothing too dirty.  A little smutty. :) 

Dean could have killed you if he didn’t love you so damn much.  The three of you had been on a hunt all week and were forced to share a motel room.  He would normally be doing all kinds of dirty things to you, but instead he was stuck snuggling while Sam snored from the other bed.   

You had proceeded to tease him the whole week.  Brushing up against him unnecessarily close, bending over in that one shirt of yours to pick up files you “dropped”, or when you were playing footsie under the table at dinner.   Finally today, Sunday, you sat in his lap grinding obscenely against him to “Pour Some Sugar On Me.”  

The laugh that poured from your sweet lips was enough to drive him mad, but the whisper that came with it would be his demise.

“You’ve been such a good boy this week.  I have so much in store for us tonight.”  

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Homecoming - Noel Kahn

Requested by anonymous. Part of the autumn fic meme. 

“Please don’t make me go,” you whined, leaning up against Noel’s locker. 

“Come on, it’s our last homecoming. And it’s special! I’m gonna be playing.” 

“Yeah but I don’t care about football. And I hate everyone who goes to this school,” you griped. 

“Well, you don’t hate me, so you should probably go see your boyfriend play at our last homecoming football game.” You rolled your eyes and groaned some more. There were few things you hated more than watching football. It was pointless to you, and you could never get into it. Add to that, the fact that you would be surrounded by your fellow classmates, it was a recipe for disaster. 

“Or,” you said pointing at Noel with a stupid smile on your face. “I could just meet you afterwards and we could just hang out.” Noel smiled at you and placed his hands on your waist, holding you against the locker. “Come? For me?” he asked, his blue eyes sparkling. “Fine,” you finally agreed. Noel smiled and kissed you softly. “You’re the best,” he said, kissing you one more time before going to class.

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You pulled up in the school parking lot and sat in your car for a few minutes. The last time you had been to a high school football game was in the eight grade, and you only went because your cousin was playing. You looked in the mirror and checked your makeup. You decided to get cute so that even if you saw someone you hated, you’d still look beautiful.

You stepped out of the car and began walking towards the stadium. You could already hear cheering and the distinct smell of cheese and salted popcorn. You took a deep breath and walked through the gates. You stepped up into the stands and took your seat. You didn’t feel comfortable enough to go sit in the student section, so you found a seat to yourself. You looked out on the field and saw Noel. He waved at you and you could tell he was smiling.

“Y/N?” You looked up and saw Mona Vanderwald coming towards you. You groaned internally but forced a smile. You heard about what she did to your other classmates a few years ago, and didn’t want to get on her bad side.

“Oh hey, Mona,” you said.

“I haven’t seen you at a football game in forever,” she said, taking a seat next to you.

“Yeah, well I thought I’d come out a support Noel,” you replied.

“Right. And to keep an eye on him, right?”

“Why would I need to keep an eye on him?” you asked nervously.

“I mean he’s captain of the football team, he’s hot, and have you seen those blue eyes? Any girl would be crazy not to go after him. I mean all of the cheer leading team has tried to get with him at least twice. I just figured that’s why you showed up, to make sure no one went after your man.”

“Noel’s not a child, I don’t have to watch over him. That’s the great thing about being in relationships, you learn to trust that person.”

“Of course. You’re probably right. I mean who would be afraid of him interviewing with Aria Montgomery after the game and all of those hot cheerleaders all over him.” At that, Mona stood up and made her way over to the student section.

You let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding and looked out onto the field. Of course you were nervous about Noel being around all of these gorgeous women. Truthfully, you didn’t show up to check up on Noel. You trusted him, but you didn’t know about all the girls around him. You knew that Aria and Noel had a thing a few years ago, and you weren’t excited that Aria would be interviewing him for the school blog. 

You shook your head and looked back out on the field. You didn’t come here to worry about Noel, you came to support him. The game went by quicker than you thought, and Rosewood won. The student section stormed the field, and you walked behind them.

“Hey, Y/N,” Spencer Hastings said, walking up behind you.

“Hey, Spencer.”

“Did you enjoy the game?”

“As much as someone who doesn’t care about football can.”

“I feel the same,” Spencer laughed. You smiled and looked through the crowd, hoping to find Noel.

“Are you looking for Noel?” she asked.

“Yeah.”

“I think Aria’s interviewing him right now.”

“Oh,” you said sadly. Spencer looked over at you with the raise of an eyebrow.

“How are things with you and Noel?”

“Great,” you said, peering through the crowd, hoping to find where Noel and Aria were meeting.

“Whatever you’re worried about, don’t be. Noel’s in love with you, whatever happened with him and Aria is long over.”

“Thanks, Spence.” 

“Hey.” You felt a hand touch yours and turned around to see Noel.

“Hey,” you  said with a smile, leaning in and kissing him quickly. “You did great out there.”

“Thanks. Did you have fun?”

“Yeah,” you lied.

“It’s okay if you didn’t like it,” he said, kissing your forehead. 

“So how did your interview go?”

“It was fine. Boring. She just asked me stupid questions about school and football. Why?” Noel asked, a slight smile on his face.

“Just curious,” you said, trying to walk off the field. Noel followed you, trying to grab your attention. 

“Are you jealous?” he asked, grabbing your hand and turning you around.

“No, of course not.”

“I mean it’s fine if you are. I’ve been jealous before, too.” 

“Oh have you?”

“That’s not the point, Y/N. But yes, I have been jealous. But you know what? It doesn’t matter, because I love you, Y/N. So if I ever feel jealous of all of those guys, I just remember that you could be with anyone but you chose me.”

“I did choose you,” you said, running your hand through his sweaty hair. 

“I love you,” he said, pulling you close and kissing you.

“I love you, too.”

“So are we going to the dance?”

“Eww a dance? With people?” you asked. Noel laughed and threw his arm around you.

“We are completely different people, why are we dating?”

“Because you chose me,” you said, grinning up at him and kissing his cheek.

You’re sitting with your five best friends in Alison’s bedroom, you were having one of your traditional sleepovers. There was a movie playing on the TV, but the six of you were too busy painting your nails and gossiping to actually pay attention to it.

“That colour looks so good on you Ali!” Aria swoons at the bubblegum pink nail polish that Alison is painting on her toes.

“I know sweetie,” Alison responds sassily, as much as you loved Alison, she could definitely be a little bit bitchy sometimes, but she was one of your only friends and without her, none of the other girls would speak to you either.

Hanna reaches into the popcorn bowl and laughs, “What colour doesn’t look good on Ali?”

 “Thank Han, but you might want to lay off the popcorn darling,” Alison responds too sweetly. Hanna’s face instantly falls and she turns bright red, dropping the popcorn in her hand back into the bowl.

“Oh come on Ali, let her live,” You respond coolly.

She raises her eyebrows threateningly, “I’m only being a good friend to her Y/N.”

The girls look back and forth between you two, this was a common occurrence, you were the only one willing to stand up to Alison, but you knew that if you crossed the line, your high school life would be ruined. You bite your tongue to stop yourself from making another remark, not wanting to start another fight on a night that was supposed to be fun, “I’m gonna go get myself a glass of water. Does anyone want anything?”

Alison just rolls her eyes and the others silently shake their heads, this mood probably wasn’t going to last long, but you didn’t want to be stuck in the awkward silence so you walk out.

The hallways of the DiLaurentis house are dark; Alison’s parents were out for the weekend, so you had the house to yourself. Or so you thought.

You make your way to the kitchen, quietly humming, and you pour yourself a cold glass of water, in hopes to cool down your hot temper. You stand around in the dark kitchen until you hear the girls giggling once again; you know it’s probably safe to return, so you make your way back to Alison’s room.  

As you approach the stairs, a voice behind you makes your heart jump out of your heart, “Hey Y/N.”

You spin around on your heel and see Alison’s older brother, Jason, standing right behind you, “Jesus Jason! You nearly gave me a heart attack!”

“Sorry” he shrugs.

You stand in silence for a while, staring at each other through the dark. The initial surprise from Jason’s jump scare had worn off, but your heart was still racing due to the fact that your best friend’s incredibly attractive older brother is standing a bit too close to you. You finally break the silence, “Um, I should probably head back up stairs.”

He shakes his head, “Yeah, uh, I only stopped to because I wanted to say that it was really nice how you stood up for Hanna earlier.”

“Oh, you heard that?” You blush, luckily, he couldn’t see that in the dark.

“You girls aren’t necessarily quiet, that’s why I came down here,” He chuckles.

“Sorry,” You laugh.

Jason steps even closer to you, “You know, you’ve always been my favourite out of Ali’s Power Puff Girls.”

“And why is that?” You struggle to keep your voice from faltering. Jason’s proximity to you felt wrong, but you didn’t want him to back away.

“You’re the only one who isn’t afraid to stand up to my sister. You treat her as if she’s actually your friend, and not your ring leader. You don’t let her walk all over you like the other girls and my family do,” He pauses for a moment and then adds more quietly, “You’re also the most beautiful.”

You blush, “Thank you Jason.”

He brushes a strand of hair away from your face and tilts your chin up, he leans down so that you noses are almost touching and pauses, silently asking for your permission. The small part of you that fears Alison screams at you not to do it, but you ignore it. You stand up on your toes and close the gap between you two. This kiss starts off gentle, but slowly grows passionate. You finally pull away when you hear Alison’s voice call from upstairs, “Y/N! How long does it take to get water?!”

You shyly look up at Jason, “I should go.”

You’re about to head up when he grabs your arm, to stop you, “Do you want to go out to lunch sometime?”

“I’d love to,” You smile at him, “Jason, can we please keep this a secret?”

“I was thinking the same thing,” He laughs, “Ali would be furious.”

You nod, as the girls call you once again.

You bid Jason good night and rush upstairs. You walk in the door, and all the girls stop joking around at stare up at you.

“Y/N, what happened to your lipgloss?” Alison finally asks, you look in the mirror and notice that your lipgloss is all messed up. Shit, this is going to be hard to explain.

End.

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DATING JASON DILAURENTIS;;

Dating Jason Dilaurentis would include:

- Sneaking out at 1am for late night drives with Jason

- Not being close with the girls because Alison lowkey was jealous of you

- Spencer is the only one who is actually your friend because she’s your study buddy

- Dealing with A texts after three months of dating Jason

- Not telling Jason about the texts to protect him

- Jason finding out about the texts because you forgot your phone in his car

- Him reading the texts and getting mad af (ANGRY JASON IS HOT JASON BC VEIN POPPING ON HIS NECK)

- Jason being overprotective of you 

- Jason asking you to move in with him after 8 months of dating to get away from the Rosewood drama after you almost died due to A

- Looking for apartments together 

- Giving up after 1 week of looking at the apartments 10 minutes away from Rosewood

“But babe the 6th apartment we looked at had the fireplace you wanted in the bedroom!”

“Jason!! I freaking saw a dead mouse trapped in a mouse trap outside on the balcony!”

“oh… right.”

- Him calling you babe, sweetheart and baby girl

- You call him babycakes due to an inside joke about the time he ordered a cake for your birthday online and when it arrived it was a chocolate cake that was the size of your hand

- Jason surprised you by buying a small cottage an hour away from Rosewood 

- Packing boxes with Jason 

“Dang (y/n) what did you pack in this box? My back is starting to hurt.”

“Is this your way to ask for a back massage..?”

“You know you wanna see me shirtless..”

“Okay fine. Take your shirt off Dilaurentis, we are taking a break right now.”

- Watching Jason repair his car from the balcony in the hot summer weather

“Are you just going stare at me all day or are you going to bring me water?”

“But jaaason… you’re shirtless…”

- Slow passionate sex in the living room with the fireplace on

- Rough daddy kink sex after a rough day at Jason’s work

- Surprising Jason at work with lunch

- Jason cooking for you all the time because he watches Hells Kitchen reruns all night

- Ordering pizza when Jason ends up burning his pasta

“This is a disgrace”

“Babycakes its ok to mess up.”

“We will not speak of this ever again”

“But how does one burn pasta?”

“I FORGOT TO PUT THE WATER IN THE POT AND IT WAS ON HIGH HEAT!”

“You’re still my master chef babe”

“Shut up”

- Shoulder kisses

- Neck kisses

- Supporting each other through everything

- Having to buy concealers weekly so you can cover up the hickies Jason left all over your neck

- Jason calling in sick on behalf of you so you can just cuddle him all day

- Him proposing on your 4 year anniversary

- Having a small wedding by the lake and Spencer is your bridesmaid and Toby is his best man

- Going to the Dominican Republic for your honeymoon that lasts for 3 weeks

- Getting matching Jerseys to your favourite baseball team and customizing it to say Dilaurentis on the back

- Trying to be friends with Alison by telling her you are pregnant and she can be the god mother

- Jason is overly excited about the baby news

- Getting close with the girls and they plan a baby shower for you

- Turning Jason on when you call him daddy while speaking to your stomach

“Come on little one, kick for Daddy”

“(y/n) my hand wont be on your stomach for much longer if you keep calling me daddy”

“oh? And what would you do Daddy? It better be clean because the little one is listening”

“Oh I am going to rip your clothes off and-”

“Jason!”

“What? Having sex is healthy”

“Shut up!”

- Having a baby girl and Jason being overly attached

- (y/d/n) being Daddy’s Little Girl

- Jason buying a shirt that says that just to make you jealous

- Alison and Spencer ends up spoiling her

- Jason not allowing (y/d/n) to wear the “my Aunt’s the best” shirt that Spencer bought 

“Jason let her wear it”

“Spencer if i have to have this argument again i’ll have it burned”

“Jason i’m going to frame it then”

“(y/n) you’re supposed to be on my side”

“oops…?”

“HA she loves me more than you Jason”

“Shut up Spencer”

- Growing old with Jason would include holding hands while taking walks at the park, reminding each other to take what meds at what time, saying I Love You whenever you can, complaining how (y/d/n) barely brings the kids over, having races about who can go faster in the wheelchair, and dying in each others arm while sleeping…

Her Secret-Jason Dilaurentis Imagine

Requested: No

Warnings: Sexual implications

  “Spence, why are we all here?” Hanna asked. 

  “It can’t be to revisit old times,” I muttered.

  Hanna, Spencer, Aria, Emily, and I were seated at our usual table at the Brew. It was a cool Saturday afternoon when Spencer texted all of us to meet at our old favorite hangout. Even though the cafe was familiar, it was strange to be back since Allison wasn’t around. 

   I got chills just thinking of my dead frenemy. It had been months since her body was found and I still wasn’t over it.

  “Right, we all got texts after the funeral from A, right? Well, I’ve been getting more since,” Spencer said. “How about you guys?”   Aria hesitated. “Yeah, I have too.”

  “Same,” Emily said.

  “Unfortunately, I have been getting the creep’s texts too,” Hanna said.

  They all turned to look at me and I shrugged.

  “They haven’t bothered me since the funeral,” I muttered before sipping my black coffee.

   “What?” My four friends hissed in unison.

   “How…why?” Emily asked.

   I shrugged again. “I don’t know, I guess I’m the most innocent out of all of us.”

  At that, all of my friends scoffed and laughed.

  “Yeah, right. I don’t think you have an innocent bone in your body,” Spencer said.

  “You are the same Y/N Y/L/N who took ecstasy at the fall dance, right?” Aria asked.

   “And the same Y/N who snuck into hotel parties and stole free booze,” Emily said.

   “Okay, I get it. I’ve done some scandalous things, but everyone in Rosewood knew about it,” I said with a laugh. “Besides, I’ve changed.  My time in Japan really calmed me down and I learned that there’s more to life than nonstop partying.”

   “We’ll see about that,” Hanna said. “But don’t put the old Y/N away for too long; she’s fun.”

   “She’s also destructive.”

   “But Y/N has a point, maybe A’s leaving her alone because she did everything in the open,” Spencer said.

   “Yeah, well, the rest of us couldn’t exactly be honest about our stuff,” Hanna muttered.

   Even though it was nice not to be harassed by some mysterious freak, I kind of wanted the treatment just so I could be in the same boat as  my friends. I felt bad for not suffering and I was positive that I had done worst things than them when Alison was alive. Some people said that I was worse than her in some aspects. However, I never bullied anyone, I just never really discouraged Allison from doing so.

   Spencer was leading the discussion for a plan when Emily gasped.

   “What?” Aria gasped.

   “Look at who just walked in,” Emily whispered.

    We all turned and time seemed to slow down. Jason Dilaurentis had walked into the Brew and everything seemed to stopped. Patrons stopped their conversations and employees paused from taking orders as they observed Alison’s older brother approach the cashier. Jason didn’t really look at anyone and his expression was grave. I was thankful that he didn’t look at anyone, particularly me, because my heart seemed to stop.

   “He’s back in town?” Aria whispered. “When did that happen?”

   “I don’t know, maybe he came after the funeral. Maybe he couldn’t handle Ali’s…death.” Emily muttered the last word quicker than the rest.

   “He looks good,” Hanna said.

   Spencer, Aria, and Emily shot her a judgmental look.

   “What? He does. Rehab did him well,” Hanna said.

   I wanted to agree with her, I really did, but that would reveal my big secret, the one that none of them knew.

   Suddenly, Jason turned around from making his order and looked right at me. I was paralyzed—-I couldn’t move under his hazel gaze. Our interactions were never so stiff and awkward, they were usually much more natural. I supposed that kind of thing happens when one doesn’t see someone they were involved with for a year.

    Finally, he turned away and began scrolling through his phone.

   “Do you guys think he could be A?” Emily asked.

    “No way. A’s using stuff against us that only Ali would know and she and Jason weren’t exactly close,” Aria said.

    I couldn’t focus on the conversation though, all I could think about was the first time Jason and I started sneaking around.

   It was two summers ago. We were all sleeping over at Alison’s house in her bedroom. Justin Timberlake’s “Summer Love” was blasting in Alison’s room as we played Truth or Dare. Jason and his older friends were having a party downstairs and it was getting wild down there. Me being the daredevil party girl I was, I wanted to join that party more than anything. Besides, it was an excuse to be near Jason. 

   “Spencer, truth or dare?” Aria asked.

   “Truth,” Spencer said.

    We all groaned.

   “Of course you picked truth again,” Alison scoffed.

    Spencer shrugged shyly and Aria tapped her chin in thought.

   “Have you ever cheated in class?” Aria asked.

   “No, never!”    “Lie!” 

   “She can’t cheat, she’s a Hastings. You’re all weirdly smart,” I said as I grabbed some popcorn from the bowl in Hanna’s lap. 

  “But maybe she was desperate for the perfect grade and was forced to cheat,” Alison argued.

   “That is a good point,” Hanna mumbled.

   “Well, it’s not true. Besides, it’s Y/N’s turn.” Spencer turned to me.

   “This should be good.” Aria leaned forward.

   “Truth or dare?” Spencer asked.

   “Dare.”

   “Ooooh,” Aria, Emily, and Hanna sang.

   “I dare you to steal a bottle of alcohol from the party downstairs,” Spencer said.

   Alison glanced at me. “I don’t know about that…”

   “No. I must complete it because Y/N Y/L/N always completes the dares she’s given.” 

   I maintained a calm composure as I stood and walked out into the hallway. Alison and the rest of the girls followed me to make sure I did it. On the outside, I was relaxed, but on the inside I was terrified. I had never been to a party with people such as Jason’s friends. They were all older and drug and alcohol addicts. But I wanted to impress Jason since I’ve had the biggest crush on him since kindergarten. So, I silently thanked myself for wearing a flattering NWA concert t-shirt with black leggings before traipsing down the stairs and into the chaos.

    There were people making out in plain sight, drinking, and doing drugs off of weird surfaces. Some hard rap song I didn’t know was playing and I was thankful that no one really noticed me as I weaved by people, stepped over bottles, and searched for a full bottle of liquor and Jason. Unfortunately, neither seemed to be in the main area so I moved to the kitchen. It was less populated and I managed to slip past a stoned couple before grabbing for the bottle of whiskey ontop of the fridge.

     “I don’t remember inviting you to the party,” Jason muttered in my ear.

     His voice was hot and made my body tingle every where. Somehow, I managed to remain relaxed as I turned to face him. He was gorgeous with his unruly golden hair, perfect stubble on his sharp jaw, and hazel eyes aimed on me. He was wearing a gray hoodie and black jeans without a shirt. I was able to see his sculpted upper body and all I wanted to do was reach out and touch it.

    “It’s a shame, this party would be much more exciting if I had been invited,” I said.

    “Is that so?”

    “Mmhmm, but your friends seem a little boring any way.”

    Jason smirked and stepped closer towards me. “Really? I think they’re pretty entertaining.” Jason looked me up and down. “So, why did you come down here, Y/N?”     “I wanted a bottle to take back upstairs to liven up the sleepover. Could you help me with that?”    “Yeah, if you do me a favor.”

   “What do you want?” 

   “Liven up this party. I know you can dance—you look so sexy when you do. Show my friends a good time.”

    The fact that the object of my affections just called me sexy was still rolling through my mind before the rest of his words hit. He wanted me to dance for him and his friends before I could get alcohol. Some would call it degrading or too much effort to complete a dare, but I didn’t see it that way.

    “Fine.” I walked back into the living room, glancing at the stairs to see Alison, Aria, Spencer, Emily, and Hanna peering from the top of the staircase. 

   I winked at them as I approached the coffee table and cleared off the empty beer bottles, drug remnants, and snacks. The people around me jumped up to protest, but I ignored them as I stepped onto the table, right as Notorious BIG’s “Hypnotize” came on. I smirked and let the rhythm take over, making me swivel my hips, body roll, dip down, and wave my arms around. Jason’s friends—as high or drunk as they were—-cheered as I danced around and began dancing as well. I turned to Jason and saw him staring at me as though I were quarry and he was a hunter. A jolt went through me and I liked it, I liked the feeling of not knowing how he was going to act but knowing he would act.

   In the middle of song, I stopped dancing and walked over to him as though I were in a trance.

   “Pay up, I held up my end,” I said.

   “Of course.” Jason handed me the bottle of rum and I grabbed it. However, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me closer. “You’ll be seeing more of me later.”

   He released me and I walked back upstairs as though I wasn’t bursting to tell my friends about what happened. Instead, I played it cocky as I waved the bottle around before handing it to Alison. She gave me one of her knowing looks that bugged me before we all headed inside her bedroom.

   “That was so cool,” Aria said.

   “Yeah, I’d never be that bold to do that in front of all those older guys,” Hanna said.

    “Don’t worry, you’ll get there one day,” I said.

    “No, you were reckless down there, Y/N. Something could’ve happened to you,” Spencer said.

    “Well, nothing did and now we have rum,” Alison said.

    We passed the bottle around so many times that I blacked out. When I came to, the other girls were passed out and I really had to pee. I exited the room as quietly as possible before I made a beeline to the bathroom. When I finished, I began heading back to Alison’s room, still feeling the effects of the rum. Just when I got to Alison’s door, someone grabbed me and yanked me into another room. I yelped but was shushed when I made eye contact with Jason. His eyes were cloudy but he was probably more sober than me.

   “What are you doing?” I whispered.

   “I told you that you’d be seeing more of me later.” Jason closed the gap between us. “It’s later.” 

   The kiss was hot and passionate. No one else had ever kissed me like that so I moaned into it. Jason smirked underneath it as he wrapped his arms around my waist and I wrapped mine around his neck, pulling him closer. We began making out and he gently pushed me onto his bed. Our tongues interlocked several times and I clawed at his hoodie. Jason took it off without breaking the kiss. I rolled him over, pinning him down, and pulled away to take off my shirt. He stared at my naked torso for a while before leaning up and kissing me. He kissed down my neck, making sure to nip and lick down the side, forcing me to try to keep quiet.

    “Shhh, don’t want to wake my sister or your friends,” he whispered.

    With those words, I became stone cold sober. How could I be hooking up with my friend’s brother when she and my other friends are in the next room? I felt dirty and weird and not in the good way.

    “I can’t do this,” I said as I pushed him away.

    “What?”

    “Don’t get me wrong, I really want to, but you’re Alison’s brother. It’s…it’s too weird.” 

    I tried to get off his lap but Jason pulled me back in. “Why is it weird?”

    “Because I’d be going behind my friend’s back. It’s a girl thing, I wouldn’t expect you to understand.”

    Jason rolled his eyes. “You don’t even like Alison that much. Besides, we both want this…a lot.”

    Even though my relationship with Alison ran hot or cold, we were still friends and I had to stay loyal. But Jason looked really good and he was doing and saying all the right things. 

    “Yes, but I’m not going to do this with all of them across the hall.”

    “But doesn’t that make this hotter?” He kissed my collarbone. “Knowing we could get caught at any second?”

    “You make a good argument, but I need to get back before anyone notices.” I pried his hands off of me and grabbed my shirt off the floor. “I’m sure you could get plenty of other girls to do this.”

    “I want you.”

    With those three words, Jason Dilaurentis had me. He said them with such sincerity that it shook me to the core. Alison was never that sincere about our relationship, but she would give me hell if she found out about what I was about to do.

   I slipped my shirt back on and walked over to Jason. “Just because we don’t do this now doesn’t mean we couldn’t do it later.” I wrapped my arms around him. “We could keep it between the two of us.”

   “Sneaking around? I like it.” Jason kissed me. 

   “I have to go,” I whispered as I pulled away.

   “I’ll text you.”

   I nodded and when I turned to walk away, Jason smacked my butt. I jumped and narrowed my eyes at him before continuing back to Alison’s room. When I got back into my sleeping bag, I thought that no one had caught me. That was, until I felt the acute sensation of someone watching me.

   Alison.

   “Y/N?” Spencer asked.

    I blinked and looked at her. “Yeah, sorry, what did I miss?” 

    “We wanted some pastries. Could you get them?” Spencer asked.

    “Um, sure, yeah. What do you guys want?” 

     Emily didn’t even finish hers before I stood and made a beeline to the register .The Brew was pretty busy so Jason was still there and I felt hot—-an anxious hot being near him. I thought that I had gotten over him in my time out of the country, but I don’t think that I did. I quickly ordered my friends’ food and had the pleasure of needing to walk past Jason to get to my table. Lucky for me, he looked up just when I was about to start walking. 

    “Y/N,” Jason said.

    “Hi, Jason. It’s good to see that you’re back in town,” I said.

   “Yeah, I wanted to help my mom with some stuff.” Jason looked me over. “You look good…really good.”

   “Thanks, a year in Japan will do that to you.”

   “Oh, I heard about that. How was it?”     “Therapeutic. I needed it after everything.”

    “Yeah.”

    “You look good, Jason.”

    “Thanks, we should talk some time.”      “Sure, uh, just text me. The number hasn’t changed.” 

     “Cool.”

      I nodded.

      The awkward air between us made me grit my teeth. Things used to be so organic and natural until the incident. Now, we couldn’t even be cordial to each other in a coffee shop without it feeling foreign. Sometimes, I wish we still had our old arrangement, but it felt good to get rid of the toxicity it brought to my life.

     “Jason!” the barista called.

     “That’s me. I’ll see you around.”       “Uh huh.”

      Jason grabbed his coffee and left. When I breathed, it felt as though I was releasing a breath that I had been holding for too long. It didn’t help that my friends kept staring from our table. There was no doubt in my mind that they would ask me questions when I sat down.

     A few minutes later, when I returned with the sugary treats, I was bombarded with questions.

    “Okay, what was that?” Aria asked.

    “Nothing, we just talked for, like, one second.”

    “More like five minutes,” Spencer said.

    “What did you two talk about?” Hanna asked.

    “Nothing, we just caught up and then he left.”

    “Why was he so engaging with you?” Emily asked.

    “We used to be in the same social circles. I used to run into him all the time at parties. Now, can you enjoy your sugar while we talk about something a little more lighthearted?”

    For the next hour, I got my wish. We talked about everything but stayed away from mentioning Alison, Jason, or A. Unfortunately, Jason stayed in the back of my mind. There was obviously more to him coming back to Rosewood besides helping his mother. Something else made him come back.

    When I got home later, my mother was enraptured by Jeoparady in the living room and my dad was still at work at the law firm. I managed to slip past my mom and go upstairs without her noticing. I slipped off my jacket and slumped onto my bed, exhausted.

    Ding!

    I grabbed my phone from my pocket and looked at the screen.

    Nothing worse than a bitch who messes with their best friend’s brother.

    -A

    “And so it begins,” I whispered. 

    A finally had something on me, the question was could I ever reveal my secret to Aria, Spencer, Emily, and Hanna? They hadn’t mentioned theirs so I had until then to figure out how I was going to tell them mine. They were definitely going to judge me because I knew that whatever A had on them wasn’t as seedy as mine. The worst part was that I might still be in love with Jason.

advice- noel imagine

Request: a one shot of noel asking aria about y/n because he has feelings for her and then later he talks to her.

A/N: this is quite short and may have spelling mistakes…

He was in all of your classes, always at the back. He told himself he was sat there because it’s where all the cool people sit. Deep down he knew it was because you sat in the middle of the room, working hard. He never had the courage to talk to you, despite his reputation as the school heart-throb. So he sat at the back, glancing at you every now and then. Watching the way you laughed at the things your partner said.

You sat next to aria whenever you could. You had been friends for years and knew each other very well. So well, to others it looked like you could read each other’s minds.

That’s why noel decided it was time to talk to her about you. It would save him from embarrassing himself in front of you, in fact it would most likely help him.

“Aria!” he called out in the hallway. It was the start of lunch, so he wanted to talk to her before you arrived.

“Noel. Hi.” Aria said, turning around, away from her locker. Her books in her arms.

“I need your help with something” he says hesitantly, his courage starting to disappear.

“What is it?” he took a deep breath, deciding to just tell her directly.

“I want to ask y/n out, but I don’t know how….” Aria stood still for a second, the words not quite registering in her head. She didn’t understand why noel Khan would need her help with something like this.

“Why do you need my help? You’ve asked a girl out before!”

“I know, but they’ve always said to me that they would’ve liked something special. Something extravagant.”

“Y/n’s not like that. She would be happy if you just asked her. She doesn’t want all that, don’t get me wrong, she deserves it. She should only get the very best.”

“So I should just ask her out. Just like that?”

“Yes. And if it makes you feel better, she won’t say no.”

After the conversation noel felt a lot more confident. He couldn’t wait to ask you, so he skipped lunch just to go and find you.

You were by your locker, having had to stay behind after your last class. You had just finished putting your books in when you heard someone approaching. When you looked you saw noel. He was wearing his famous smile as he stopped right in front of you.

“Hello noel.” You said, subconsciously tucking a stray piece of hair behind your ear. You didn’t notice your actions until Noels smile grew wider; he knew from class that it was a nervous habit of yours.

“Hi y/n. how’s your day going?” he asked. He had been thinking about how he was going to ask you out whilst he was walking around the school.

“Okay I suppose. I mean. It hasn’t been great. I’ve had two tests and I think I’ve failed both. My last class was boring and I got into trouble for no reason.” You rambled. Once you realised you were rambling you stopped. “Sorry… you don’t want to hear about my day.”

You couldn’t believe you were doing this, embarrassing yourself in front of your crush.

“Don’t apologise! Actually…. I’d love to hear more about your day. How about we go out for dinner and get to know each other better?” it wasn’t what he planned to say, but at least his voice didn’t waver and it sounded somewhat smooth.

You couldn’t believe noel Kahn asked you out. You were so shocked and happy you forgot to answer.

“Or you know… we could do something else.” It was only when he spoke, you snapped out of your thoughts.

“No, no, dinner sounds great I’ll see you then.” You were both happy. You left pretty much straight away, saying goodbye, needing to tell aria about what had just happened.

big sister- Jason imagine

Request: Anonymous said:

Can you do a pll imagine where you’re Hannah’s big sister and you’re dating Jason? I love your blog to infinity btw 😍

A/N: thank you xxx I hope this is alright, I wasn’t quite sure what you wanted x

Being Hanna’s older sister had its ups and downs, especially when it came to you and Jason.

You met him because of Hanna, which you were grateful for. Hanna couldn’t drive and so after constantly nagging you 24/7 you agreed to basically be her chauffeur. That involved taking here shopping, driving her to and from school and also driving her friends around. You made her give you half of her pocket money to do it, but it meant that you could save up for a new car so she didn’t mind. The one you were driving broke down every now and then and it was extremely unreliable. One day she needed to be picked up from her friend Alison’s house. So you grabbed your keys and drove straight there, having nothing else to do. When you arrived she wasn’t waiting outside as usual. You got out of the car and walked towards the door. You couldn’t hear them outside so you guessed she was inside, probably gossiping or trying on clothes. You knocked twice and waited patiently but no one seemed to be coming, so you nocked louder, knowing they’d hear you that time.

But Hanna didn’t answer the door and neither did Alison. Instead you were met with the face of a guy around your age. A very nice face if you were asked to describe it. He frowned at you and it was only after he shifted that you realised you had been staring at him.

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the funfair- Jason imagine

Request: for deadline_

A  Jason imagine where he takes y/n on their first date to a funfair and tries to win her a stuffed animal.

A/N: I haven’t really been to a lot of funfairs so I hope this is ok xxx

“So what do you say?” Jason asked, his hand reaching out, holding the ticket he was offering you. Every two years the funfair would come to rosewood and ever since you were a child you had gone with the Dilaurentis family. This year was no different, only you were going alone with Jason, since he finally asked you out.

You took the ticket, then followed him to his car. You spoke about all the things you were going to do when you were there, as you were driving along, looking forward to the date.

The site was packed and it was clear that it was the biggest festival so far, with practically all of rosewood attending. That was why you needed a ticket to enter, that and so that it would return in two years’ time. It was nearing the end of summer, so the sun set reasonably early, yet the temperature was still moderately warm. But the leaves on the trees surrounding the site had just about started to turn. It was beautiful, the fading sun making the multi-coloured lights more eye-catching and creating a path for you to wander down. Various stalls lined up on either side, each offering something different. You could hear laughter everywhere and couldn’t believe how lucky you were to be attending this year with Jason.

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IMAGINE (1) - JASON DILAURENTIS

Jason wanted you to know.

He wanted you to know how badly he wanted you to be in his arms every single time you meet him for coffee.

He wanted you to know how you’re the only person that’s keeping him in Rosewood.

Most importantly, he wanted you to know that he loves you.

It all started when you sympathized with him after Alison’s funeral was held. Sure, he initially thought it was a kind gesture from one of Alison’s close friends but as time gradually passed, he knew more about you and his feelings towards you started to grow deeper.

You were nothing like Alison. Heck, he could never understand why you hung out with her. You were genuine and sincere towards others while she was just, well, fake.

You would drop by his house every single day to make sure he was coping well with Alison’s death.

You would have long phone conversations with him to talk about how your day went and laugh at your futile attempts to excuse yourself from gym lessons.  

He would always offer to buy you coffee as an excuse to see you.

He would always tell you about Coach Fulton’s embarrassing moments during his time in High School to overcome your fear for gym lessons.

Then there was a problem. He wasn’t quite sure whether you felt the same way about him.

Whenever he chanced upon you chilling with your friends at the Grille, you wouldn’t even bother to look at him. Then your friends would laugh and look towards his direction. When he asked you about it at a later time, you would brush it off.

That was when he started to think that maybe the feelings weren’t mutual at all. What if all of this was just a big joke to entertain yourself? That was what Alison would always do.

As much as he wanted to tell you how much you meant to him, he couldn’t. He would rather this situation continue than find out that you and your friends were messing with him.

But he had no idea that dropping by his house every single day to make sure he was coping well with Alison’s death was an excuse for you to see him.

He also had no idea that your friends were laughing at him because they would always tease you about having beautiful babies with him. You couldn’t look at him because he would have seen your red, flushed face.

And he definitely had no idea that you feel the same way towards him, if not stronger.

All along, you were just waiting for him to confess because you weren’t quite sure of his feelings towards you too.