#justin foley drabble

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tiny justin foley drabble under the cut. nsfw

13 REASONS WHY MASTERLIST

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justin foley is the type of guy who loves to almost get caught with you, but also despises the idea of anyone seeing you like that.

like, just imagine being right on the edge, writhing in pleasure on his bed in the outhouse, when you hear a car pull up outside. justin suddenly stops, pulling out completely and leaving you feeling so empty.

"no, please don't stop," you protest, "i was so close."

"i'm not gonna risk anyone coming in here and seeing you like this, baby. only i get to watch you fall apart."

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Taglist: @mockerycrow @wqxianwriting

[whyiwrite]

“I know you said you would never speak to me again, but now I’m starting to worry you were telling the truth.”

[anotherplaceintheuniverse]

This Isn’t About You (Justin Foley x Reader)

Prompt: “You shouldn’t have come back here.” 

Pairing: Justin Foley x gender neutral Reader

A/N: Felt a little inspired. Y'all may request prompts from the dialogue prompt list or any prompt list I post, but I ask that you do not send requests for anything else, including ships.  Life is still crazy, and I want to ease my way back into writing. (also I might make this a series if y'all want? let me know)

Warning: cruising and mention of Jessica’s case

It had been difficult ever since Justin left. You had started dating him after he and Jessica broke up. It was somewhat soon, but not too soon that you thought you were just a rebound. You loved him. You had thought he loved you. Now, you weren’t so sure; he left so easily. When your best friend Clay told you that he wanted to try to get him to come back so he could testify in Jessica’s case, you were hesitant.

“Clay, I don’t want to see him.”

“(Y/N), this isn’t about you. It’s about Jessica.”

“Everything’s always about Jessica.”

“Stop being so selfish. I’m trying to make things right.”

“Get someone else to help you, Clay.”

Somehow even after the conversation, he convinced you to go with him to Jessica’s house. That was when you saw the postcard. You were hurt, but Clay didn’t seem to notice.

“(YN)! We can go find him!”

“Clay, there is no we. Justin clearly doesn’t care about me. Everyone was right. I was his fucking rebound,” you started to cry.

Nothing seemed to stop Clay from trying to figure out how to bring Justin home.  When you saw him at Liberty High you just about lost your shit.

“(Y/N)?” you heard the all too familiar voice. You turned around and looked into his sad eyes.

“You shouldn’t have come back here,” you mumbled.

“Can we talk?”

“I don’t want to talk to you.”

“Clay told me what you said. It’s not true. You weren’t a rebound.”

“Then why did Jessica get a postcard, and I didn’t?” you wanted to yell, but somehow contained yourself.

“I didn’t know what to say after I just left. It’s not easy.”

“But it was so easy to tell Jessica how you felt, right? Justin, I’m done with this, okay? I waited way longer than I should have, and I’m done.”

“(Y/N), please-”

“I passed up dates for you. I had all this hope that you were coming back, and you never fucking did, Justin. You never did. I wish you just stayed wherever the hell you were because this just hurts too much.” You stormed off.

Justin watched you sadly. “Look, Justin,” Clay said. “You can't worry about her right now. We have to focus on making things right with Jessica.”

Justin nodded. “First Jess, then (Y/N).”

[13reasonswhyimagine]

Skills - Justin

Request: 96 and 97 “Sorry.” “Good Choice” and “Luck? Nope. Skills.” “If it’s skill then do it again.”

It’s very short sorry

Skills- Justin

You watched as Justin tried that stupid water bottle flip thing for the thirty second time. As childish as he was, the focused look on his face was absolutely adorable. Finally the bottle landed perfectly and he looked at you with a huge grin.

“Babe look!” He said with a huge smile. You rolled your eyes at him.

“You just got lucky.” You told him raising an eyebrow as your crossed your arms.

“Luck? Nope. Skills.” He told you scoffing.

“Alright if it’s skill do it again.” You challenged with a cocky smile knowing he wouldn’t be able to do it.

“Just watch. I got this.” He told you cockily before picking up the water bottle and throwing it again. Except this time he threw it a little too far and it hit you.

“Sorry, I’ll stop.” He said quickly with wide eyes. He looked like a kid who got caught breaking a vase.

“Good choice.” You said rolling your eyes again.

[oopscupcake]

Can you write an imagine where you and Justin Foley have a movie night?

A/N: I’m so excited, this is my first ask! The beginning is quite angsty but within the course of the story it ends up being fluffy, hope you don’t mind.

It’d be nice if you let me know if you liked it :) 

Nothing else, enjoy!! 

“Mom please! I love you. I’m just trying to make you realise-”

“Shut the fuck up, you nasty bastard! Don’t you see you’re the one unwanted here? Even your mother despises you. C’mon babe, tell him”

Justin clenched his fists, trying to avoid the appetising temptation of leaving purple marks all over the hideous surface of the man’s face, as a reminder of how much he hated him. If he hadn’t beaten him already it was because he had the weak hope his mother would realise the piece of shit he really was, and if that meant ending up beaten up he would go through it all without any remorse.

Ignoring his teasing, he faced the miserable woman in front of him, eyes in the verge of tears and hopes lit up she would stand for him.

“Mommy…“

“You have school tomorrow, you should go to bed…”

That was all she said.

It was sad. It was sad deep in Justin’s heart it didn’t surprise him the fact that the woman who had given him life and was supposed to be always by his side, chose a stranger over him.

The first time she proved him how important he actually was to her, he buried himself into the covers and cried to sleep, refusing to believe the person who used to be his guardian angel, gradually changed her mind and gave it all to a man she had only known for a few months.

Eventually that sadness grew into a bitterness that was only calmed down with alcohol and visits to Bryce’s house, where hours of oblivion awaited him.

However, that wasn’t enough. The aftermath was even worse: he would always wake up to the realisation he was alone, not only physically at that moment but also during the whole course of his life. And not even all the alcohol in the world could fix that.

No one loved him.

That was until you came into his life.

The first thing he did the moment he left the hopeless scenario was searching for his phone. He needed to hear the voice of his only source of happiness and optimism towards the future. Whenever everything went wrong, spending time with you or even just sharing ‘I love you’s, through your late night telephonic conversations made him believe everything would be alright.

Following four tones without answer he understood you were already sleeping, after all, it was late. He was about to hang up when your voice filtered through the speaker.

“Justin?” He regretted having called immediately, interpreting the surprise in your voice as drowsiness. “Babe, did I wake you up? Sorry I was… I just… I just wanted to wish you a good night” he said, failing in his attempt of concealing the sadness in his voice.

You knew without any doubt that wasn’t the sole purpose of his call. After almost a year of going with him through thick and thin, you realised his alleged senseless calls were very far from being that. Tears and a cracking voice weren’t necessary anymore. Sometimes he just wanted to forget everything and fall deep in the sweet refugee you always offered him.

This was one of those times.

After a silence that felt like ages to him, you asked “Baby, do you wanna come over and stay for the night?”

He let out a silent sigh and a few tears rolled down his face through the curvature of his cheekbones. Sometimes the situation was greater than him, and he couldn’t cope with it alone. You knew him as much or even more than he knew himself and always managed to help him get over it.

“Really?” “Of course, my love. My parents are away for a week. We could cuddle and have a movie night. Whatever helps you the most” As your soft voice pronounced those words he asked the world what had he done to deserve such a kind soul.

“Thank you, thank you so much”

***

Justin didn’t take long to get to your house. You found his downcast figure at the other side of the threshold, beginn madly, without the use of words, any display of affection.

“Hi…” You couldn’t bare the sight in front of your eyes. You tugged his arm towards you and captured him in a tight embrace, his face landing on the crook of your neck. The long sigh that went out of his nostrils invaded the room, saying nothing and everything at the same time.

“I love you so much Y/N” He said, pulling away to cup the sides of you face and bring his lips into contact with yours, moving in a slow and gentle manner. “I love you too baby. Do you want to talk about it?” “No, just… let’s pretend nothing’s happened. I just want to forget about it and have a nice night with you” You nodded looking straight at his ocean blue eyes. In a swift motion he managed to fuse your bodies again in a tight hug.

***

You were already sat on your bed, laptop settled on your lap, searching for ‘Toy Story’, Justin’s favourite movie. Deep in that smug outside he showed around his jock friends, there was a really sweet and pure creature.

He stood right beside you, taking off his clothes and ending up just in a piece of black boxers. Believing he wasn’t looking, you took a peek of the nice sight of his naked torso.

 You felt your cheeks burn when he said “Like what you see, huh?” With a smirk he moved the laptop aside and hovered you, tickling your sides. “Just- Justin stop!” 

Your loud giggles combined with his made the situation one of those worth keeping dearly in memory. “I’ll stop when you tell me what had you paying so much attention to my stunning body” You squirmed under his touch “Okay, you want me to tell you?” “Yeah” he breathed out. Teasingly you travelled your hand from the tattoo settled on his collarbone all the way down to the hem of the unique piece of clothing covering him. The volume of his laughs lowered when you reached that spot. “This had me paying so much attention” 

He wasn’t expecting your next movement, and let out a high pitched “Ouch!” when you tugged at the trail of little hairs that disappeared right where the piece of fabric began. You burst out in laughter when he immediately pulled away and landed beside you “You’re naughty!” He pouted, trying to stop his chuckles from joining yours “That hurted” “That’s what happens when you try to play with me, baby boy” You patted at his bum for him to lift it up so you could unfold the sheets and cover with them “C’mon let me make it up to you cuddling, is that okay?” He gave you a fake reluctant look, before giving in and breaking the tiny space that separated your bodies, legs tangled and his head resting on your chest.

“Shit, I forgot to get some snacks. I’ll be right back” He said, motioning to get out of the bed. You were fast to stop him “It isn’t necessary. I’ve got some sweets in the drawer”

As he searched for them he found two movie tickets with the title of the movie you both watched at the Crestmont on your very first date. He brushed carefully its surface and smiled to himself.

“Baby, do you really keep candies in your nightstand?”

“That’s the drawer where I keep my dearest things” you said with a wink. That only made the joyful feeling at his chest increase. 

“What are you grinning at?”

“Nothing, I just love you so much”

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To Acknowledge [J.F.]

Request: Could I request a Justin Foley x reader where he doesn’t think he’s enough for the reader

Please don’t plagiarize my work!

Word Count: 644

“Do you think I don’t know what this is about?”

Justin only keeps his back turned to you, continuing to pull his books out of his locker and replace them with new ones as if you aren’t stood behind him. You can barely see any of his face as he simply ignores every word you say, despite the desperation in both your tone of voice and eyes as you stare at the back of his head, practically will him to turn and face you.

To acknowledge your presence.

And when you only receive silence once again, you scoff, your arms falling to your sides instead of crossed over your chest like they had been previously. Your head turns slightly, shaking your head, almost in disbelief as you continue to scoff.

Then, your eyes settle on the back of Justin’s head once again. “Do you not think I don’t know why you’ve been ignoring me?

Justin’s shoulders tense and his entire body stills for a just a moment, for nothing more than a second, then, he’s closing his locker door. You watch him incredulously, hardly able to believe it when he just simply turns, back still turned to you and begins to walk down the semi-crowded hallways. And for a moment, you’re so unbelievably stunned you don’t even move.

Then you blink, as if remembering, and your feet move, quickly to catch up with him.

“You can’t ignore me for ever,” you hiss at him. “I won’t let you.”

Nothing. Just... Just silence.

That’s all you ever get; silence.

“Justin.”

He just continues to walk.

“Justin.”

You don’t know why, you don’t know what you did. But it seemed Justin was adamant to just keep ignoring you, like you weren’t even there.

But you weren’t going to let him.

Anger rising, your step quickens, practically jogging. Just as Justin moves to turn down the hallway, your hand catches the sleeve of his varsity jacket, halting his movements. Before he can pull away, your grip shifts to his wrists, practically yanking him round to face you. He still tries to avoid his gaze, but you only huff, not backing down. “I know what this is about,” you repeat, shaking your head. “You’re afraid.”

Pausing, Justin’s eyes finally fall on yours.

“Yeah,” you nod, jaw clenching. “You’re afraid you aren’t good enough. For me, for anyone. So, you think ignoring me will get me to back off.” You make sure to carefully watch his reactions even as you talk, watching as his eyes widen as you hit everything spot on. Watching as the tenseness in his shoulders slacken and he eases, eyes watering. “Well, you’re wrong, Justin. Because ignoring won’t get me to back off, it’ll just get me to be more persistent. How... How could think you aren’t good enough for me, I don’t know.”

Shaking your head, you let go of his wrist, moving to cup his cheek but Justin pulls away.

“Justin,” you whisper, sighing. “You are enough. You are more than enough. You are everything that I could ever need.”

Lips parting, Justin shakes his head, moving to pull away. “I’m a mess, Y/N,” he warns, meeting your gaze steadily without an ounce of uncertainty in his gaze. “I’ll fuck up your life.”

“My life already is fucked up,” you dismiss, this time ignoring his flinch and setting your hand on his cheek. Pulling him forward, you move to press your lips against his own, stopping just before your lips touch his own. “And even more so without you.”

“Y/N...”

“I can make my own decisions,” you say firmly, “so let me.”

Justin hesitates, just staring back into your eyes as your lips hovering over his own. Then, he sighs, shoulders falling. “Okay.”

“Okay.”

You press your lips against his own in the next second, holding him close and not letting him go.

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[justsmilestuffhappens]

From the author of "How Justin Fouley got his groove back" and "Cray Jensen therapy for not so dummies" comes a new story for the masses "Clustin time" coming to a platform near you.

[justinsjensen]

13RW MASTERLIST

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hey! so i wanted to make a little masterlist of all my 13rw fanfictions – for my ocd, easy finding & just in case you weren't aware of my writing sideblog - @jensensfanfic. most of them are justin x reader, or clay x reader, but i am thinking of trying to slowly add more characters. these will likely be jessica, tony, zach, and alex. also, just so you know, my requests are very much open currently and probably for a long time - so if you have one just send an ask over on my fic blog and i'll see what i can do.

☆ now accepting (light) smut requests!

☆ = smut or smut themes

CLAY JENSEN

HERE FOR YOU

Clay arrives at the library to get some studying done, but finds a very upset-looking Y/N.

BAD DREAMS

You have a nightmare, and seek out your best friend and crush, Clay, for comfort.

PILLOW FIGHT ☆

Clay has being doing homework for too long. You're starting to get very bored... and there's a big, fluffly pillow behind you-

THE LOVE ACT

After being best friends with Clay for as long as you can remember, you both finally start to feel that there is more between the two of you. Will either of you act on it?

DRABBLES/SHORTER FICS

“i’ve been thinking about you”

clay asking you to spring fling

more to come...

JUSTIN FOLEY

YOUR PERSONAL HEADACHE

You bump into your former bully and Justin tries to help.

ENOUGH FOR TONIGHT

Justin checks up on you after you missed family dinner with the Jensen's. He finds you dozing amongst your homework.

MY BOY, MY SON

A 'missing scene' fic between Justin and Lainie.

SURPRISE ☆

Justin has a surprise for you. Clay interupts.

CELESTIAL (previously named 'couldn't believe') ☆

Your wealthy parents are hosting a dinner and want you to attend with the owners' son, who you hate. How will you get out of it? Maybe your best friend can help?

A BET IS A BET

Justin makes a bet with you, to score a goal for 50 bucks.

WET T-SHIRT CONTEST

You get a little bored and decide to start a water fight with your boyfriend.

PYRAMIDS AND SIRENS

You get injured during cheer practise, and Justin rushes to comfort you.

ONE TOO MANY

You have attended Jessica's party with your brother, Zach. Both of you get really drunk, and Justin is called to come pick you up.

MONET'S

You're the new kid at Liberty. You decide to grab and coffee at Monet's and end up being served by Justin.

FROZEN MEALS

While at Justin's, you notice that the dinner he's cooked for himself doesn't smell quite right. You try to get him to throw it out, then offer to buy him a replacement meal.

NOT JUST THE FLU

You come home from school to find Justin in your house. Clay tells you that he's just sick, but you suspect something else is going on. [includes: clay x twin!reader]

OUTHOUSE SHENANIGANS ☆

You're spending some 'quality time' with Justin, and you only have 10 minutes until Clay gets home.

DRABBLES/SHORTER FICS

"we're way too drunk for this."

justin gives you puppy eyes while you try to study

"...only i get to watch you fall apart" ☆

"QUICK-FIC" EVENT (FROM 2019)

A lot of these weren't given titles, so I'm just going to add the prompts and a small amount of info. Most of these are 500 words or much, much less.

JUSTIN

“Just pretend to be my date.” & “Oh shit. I’m in love with you.” - rich!reader, warnings: curse

“Those things you said last night… did you mean them?” & “Come sit down.”

“I may be short, but you could at least try to make kissing you easier!”

“I don’t care what they said, it doesn’t mean shit!” - warnings: cursing, disapproving parents

CLAY

“Why didn’t you tell me you were hurt?” - [warnings: minor injury]

“Hug me already!” - brother!clay/reader is a jensen

"Come sit with me."

"Why didn't you tell me you were hurt?" - same prompt but different fic, warnings: blood and injury

“Take my hand.” & “We’re not a couple.” - warnings: reader has a fear of heights

Taglist: @mockerycrow (please send and ask or dm if you'd like to be added or removed)

[writingsnmusings]

Could I request “I am NOT crying, okay?! I’m allergic to jerks!” and “You’re like, five feet tall. How you gonna reach me, shortie?” with justin foley?

“Justin, c’mon! Give it to me!” You whined as he held your journal over his head with a grin on his face.

He shook his head as he moved around your bedroom, teasing you by shaking the journal in his hand.

You huffed, “I swear if you don’t give me the journal back-”

“You’re like, five feet tall. How are you gonna reach me, shorty?” He asked as you jumped in front of him, reaching for it.

Sighing, you slunk into your bed, the tears already pooling in your eyes. There was no way he was going to look in that book.

“Holy shit, are you crying?”

You hastily shook your head, “I am NOT crying, okay?! I-I’m just allergic to jerks!” You argued, wiping the stray tears.

Justin frowned as he kneeled in front of where you sat, “I’m sorry for teasing you baby, but why are you so protective of this thing anyways?”

“There’s some stuff about you written in there…” You mumbled sheepishly.

A look of confusion formed on Justin’s face as he took in your words, “Okay? Why wouldn’t you want me to read it? We’ve been dating for months, Y/N.”

“It’s stuff from before we got together, when I still had a crush on you,” You confessed.

A devilish smirk covered your boyfriends mouth as he stood up and bolted out of your room, journal in hand.

“Justin, no!”

[pandaexpress-tae]

Far too young to die Part II

Request by @mr-robot-x : How would Jeff react when the reader dies in the accident instead of him. Clay and Justin support him.

A/N: Okay so a lot of people were asking for a part 2 of this and i know i took really long with this. i apologise, it’s just that senior year is kicking my ass more than i thought. I promise to get all my other requests out, i just ask that you be patient with me please

Jeff’s POV

What does Sheri have to do with y/n dying that night? What the hell did Hannah say? I know what happened that night, I’m the reason she died.

Justin’s POV

“Sheri, hey wait up”

“Justin, hi”

“You have to tell Jeff”

“What! no i can’t, I’m not ready”

“Sheri he lost it out there on the field and you’re here thinking about yourself’

“Justin this is the worst thing i have ever done in my life”

“He needs closure, he still blames himself for that night, he still thinks he killed the love of his life”

“Okay, I-I’ll give it to him tomorrow”

Jeff’s POV

I messed up at the game on Friday, I thought I was doing okay, I thought things were getting better. I feel like I can’t even talk to Clay after what just happened with Hannah. I knew he loved her and now he also lost the love of his life. Justin asked me to sit with them in the cafeteria, he was probably just feeling sympathetic after i froze out on the field during the game. I still couldn’t stop thinking about what he said to me about talking to Sheri because apparently something happened between her and Hannah but i don’t understand what i have to do with it.

”Hi Jeff”

“Hi Sheri, how are you?”

“Good as can be expected, uh-do you have a second to talk?”

   I couldn’t help but feel like all eyes were on me and i stood correct when i turned back to the table and Justin, Marcus, Alex, Zach and Jessica were looking at me but averted their gaze when i caught them staring. 

“Yeah, this won’t take long though right? because i have a history quiz next period”

“No, I just need to give you something”, She said nervously as she handed me a USB.

“A USB?”

“Yeah you won’t understand right now but after you listen to it you will. I just ask that after you listen to it please don’t look at me differently because i would do anything to take it back. You need to know that this is the worst I’ve ever done in my entire life.”

 She looked like she was about to cry and i didn’t really know what to do so i just placed my hand on her shoulder in a comforting manner, “hey listen, it’s okay”

“Jeff just please listen to it when you get home”

“I will, i promise. Are you gonna be okay?” i asked concerned. She just ran off without answering me, i don’t think I’ve ever seen her that way.

“Everything good with Sheri?”, Zach asked.

“uh-yeah i think so. She just gave me something and said that i need to listen to it.” Zach’s whole body language changed and i felt like he knew something I didn’t but then again maybe i was just overthinking everything.

The first thing i did when i got home was go up to my room and listen to whatever was on this USB. It has been consuming my mind the whole day. Was I ready for whatever was on here? No. But i have to know what’s so bad that Sheri was on the verge of tears. And play...

“Hey it’s Hannah-” holy shit, is this some kind of sick joke?

“-Sheri if you’re listening to this then it means you’ve already heard your tape-” Tape? what tape?

“It also means that others know what you did that night. You’re probably wondering why you received this right? Well this is for you to hold onto until you’re ready. And no, this isn’t something that has been passed on, neither will it be passed on to anyone after this. There is only one person in particular that you will give this to when you’re ready or when you know that person will need to hear the truth. And you know who that person is..... Jeff.”

“So Jeff this part is for you, if you’re listening to this. Hi! You have to understand that what I’m about to tell you could change everything, it may change the way you look at Sheri or even myself. I don’t really know where to start with this. I guess i want to firstly thank you for always making Clay go to any social event because if it wasn’t for you, Clay and i wouldn’t have had the moments we had. But this isn’t about Clay and I, it’s about the night of Jessica’s party, the night y/n died in the accident. I was pretty drunk that night and my phone was dead and Sheri was leaving so she offered to take me home. As she drove I told her that I was really drunk and that my parents would be really angry if i got home in the state i was in. So she suggested i call home and tell my parents that i was staying over at her house. And as i mentioned before, my phone was dead so as she was driving, Sheri was looking for her phone and we both had our eyes off the road and then we knocked something. We both got out of the car and saw that it was a stop sign. I tried telling her to call the police but she refused because she didn’t want her dad to know so she drove off leaving me alone with a knocked down stop sign and a dead phone. So I ran to Blue Spot Liquor to call the police and when they said that someone had already reported it, i thought it was Sheri. That was until that morning when i heard what happened and i tried talking to Sheri to say something and i even called y/n’s home and when it went to voicemail I didn’t know what to say so i ended the call and i walked pass her house so many times but i couldn’t bring myself to knock on their door and say something. Then when i tried telling Clay he just blocked me out. Jeff I’m so sorry about what happened, if i had maybe just stood there until somebody drove by I could’ve called the police and y/n would still be alive. I’m sorry I left you to blame yourself for what happened to y/n. I hope this brought you some closure.” 

*the next day*

“Sheri! can we talk?”

“uh-Jeff hi! yeah sure”

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Jeff you have to understand-”

“No, there’s nothing more to understand, Hannah was pretty clear on what happened that night”

“I-”

“I’m not done, you didn’t do anything Sheri, you just continued with your life and watched as my life fell apart without y/n. You did nothing as i blamed myself for losing the best thing that ever happened to me.” By now I was crying and I couldn’t care less what everyone thought.     

 “Jeff this was the worst thing I have ever done, if I knew the consequences of what i did that night, I would have done everything differently.” She was crying now.

“That’s just the thing Sheri, you don’t see this kind of stuff coming, That’s why it’s unforeseen. You couldn’t have possibly known that you were going to be the reason y/n died. But you could have done something that night. You could have just called the police and told them what you did and she would still be here every morning waiting for me at my locker and flashing me that innocent smile of hers and going on about another crazy dream that she had.”

“Jeff I’ll do anything. What can i do to make you forgive me even a little bit?”

“They deserve the truth, y/n’s parents deserve to know what happened that night.”

“Jeff her parents will never look at me the same again.”

“They need just as much closure as i did, you need to explain why you did what you did and you know it’s the right thing to do.”

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[thejockthenerdthemustang]

65 for justlex pleaseeeeee (if you're even still taking reauests for these lol)(sorry if not)

im still taking request for these do not worry dear anon

65 did you do something different with you hair?

“did you do something different to your hair?” Justin asked Alex finally noticing something was different.

“No its not like i let the blonde grow out and now my hair is brown” Alex replied sarcastically playfully rolling his eyes

“Oh shut up” Justin whined nudging him “Anyway your natural colour looks fucking amazing” Justin added properly looking at it now

“Its alright” Alex shrugged blushing a little

“Its not just alright its gorgeous” Justin practically drooled

“You’re drooling” Alex deadpanned

Justin rolled his eyes playfully “I am not”

“You kinda are”

“Well its not my fault my boyfriend is so incredibly hot” Justin said grinning wrapping his arms round Alex’s waist pulling him in close

“oh shut up” Alex blushed putting his arms round Justin’s neck 

Justin kissed him happily.

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Imagine Gally teaching you self defence...

One Shots

Headcanons

Drabbles

Teen Wolf

Dating would include...

Derek Hale

Stiles Stilinski

Scott McCall

Isaac Lahey 

Ethan Stiener

Aiden Stiener 

Lydia Martin 

Allison Argent 

Imagines

One Shot

Headcanons

Drabbles

Detroit Become Human

Dating Would include...

Imagines

Connor 

Connor with a reader who has a natural lisp...

One Shots

Headcanons 

Gavin 

Gavin proposing to his girlfriend would include...

Drabbles 

Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children

Dating would include...

Millard Nullings 

Hugh Apiston 

Enoch O'Connor

Bronwyn Bruntley 

Imagines 

Ones Shots 

Millard Nullings 

Colourful, Peculiar Feelings 

Cuddles & Talks

Enoch O’Connor 

Photos of Love

Headcanons

Hugh

Random Hugh Headcanons

Hugh x Fiona 

Drabbles

13 Reasons Why

Dating Would Include ...

Clay Jenson 

Justin Foley 

Alex Standall 

Hannah Baker 

Jessica Davis 

Zach Dempsey 

Winston Williams 

Imagines 

One shots 

Headcanons 

Being Best Friends with Hannah Baker would include...

[13reasonswhyimagine]

Childish - Justin Foley

Request: 5 and 39 with Justin please

Don’t yell at me like I’m a child!!” - “DON’T THROW SCISSORS!” “You can’t make me.” - “What are you? Five?”

Childish - Justin Foley

The best part of your day was always Speech. Mostly because you happened to have it with Justin and the teacher never really felt like actually teaching. Almost everything you did in that class was some cheesy poster board project that you were allowed to do in pairs. Which just so happened to be the project for the day. It would’ve been a lot more fun if Justin wasn’t running around like a child.

“Jesus Christ Justin don’t throw scissors!” You basically shouted and punched your boyfriend who pretty much chucked a pair of scissors to Zach across the room.

“Don’t yell at me like I’m a child!” He responded while rolling his eyes and getting up to grab the poster board for your group project. You couldn’t decide if for once he was actually being productive or if he was running away from you so you wouldn’t yell at him some more.

“Then stop acting like one! Don’t throw scissors!” You said louder since he kept walking away.

“You can’t make me.” He said sticking out his tongue and blowing a raspberry at you.

“What are you, five?” You asked raising an eyebrow at him. Sometimes you felt like you were a mother rather than a girlfriend, but you had to admit you do love his antics even if he does act like a toddler at time.

“Yeah on a scale from one to ten,” he stopped when he realized what he just said, “no wait, repeat that but ask me if I’m eleven.”

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Masterlist

(in order from oldest to newest) (last updated 9/7/18)

Fics (one shots, drabbles, etc.)

Nightmares (Clay/Tony)

The Perfect Present (Clay/Tony, minor Justin/Alex and Sherri/Jess)

Questions (Justin/Alex)

A Good Team (Zach/Alex)

(Bus) Ride or Die (Justin/Alex)

Gym Class Heroes (Monty/Alex)*

Beyond Magic (Clay/Tony)

Headcanons

Ace!Zach

Clay/Jeff (ft. baseball cards)

Trans!Jess (mentions of Jess/Justin and platonic Jess/Sherri)

Studying for Finals (Jeff/Tony/Clay/Reader)

High school English teacher!Clay

Sherri + Jess + Healing

Justin Foley-Jensen Adoption

Courtney/Reader First Date

The Jensen Family (Justin included) go to Disney

*This was requested and written prior to season 2. I will not be writing anything else with Monty ship-wise. Same goes with Bryce

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When I Needed You The Most - Justin Foley (Platonic)

Request: Hey i just wonder could i get a Justin Foley x sister reader fic? Where the reader thought he died but Clay found him and Justin comes back for saving his sister from the step-father and reader helps him with everything and they always stand by each other's side. I hope that's okay <3

A/N: I know I said I wouldn’t be uploading anything tonight, but i just felt a certain inspiration for this piece after watching episode nine of season two.

Please don’t plagiarize my work - I spend a lot of my time writing, copying and pasting destroys that. If you want to repost my work. please ask first - but even then I might say no.

REQUESTS ARE OPEN FOR 13RW (certain) CHARACTERS!

-

You almost thought you were dreaming. The sheer possibility that you’d seen Justin alive, and well, or as well as he could seem before he passed out, walking the halls of Liberty. Of school. After all these months. These long, hard, and lonely months and what? He just shows up?

You’d been so blown away by the sight of him, that you hadn’t even moved from your spot in the cafeteria. Justin hadn’t noticed you. His attention had quickly been gathered by that of Jessica and then he was walking towards Bryce, as if to do something, before passing out by the boy’s feet. You wanted to move after him, help him up. Another part of you wanted to just leave him there, maybe smack (kick, punch and more) some sense into the boy.

But before you’d gotten the chance Tony and Clay, which you didn’t even know how that was a possibility, stepped forward and hauled Justin out of the cafeteria. No one even glanced your way. Despite that fact that Justin was your brother, the brother you’d thought was dead, no one seemed to give a shit about you.

The rest of the day was uneventful, and you’d spent it fiercely avoiding everyone and everything until the end of the day. The moment you heard the familiar bell signalling the end of the day, you didn’t hesitate a second before heading to Clay’s house. You’d been there once for a school project, a long time ago, since you’d been a class higher than your grade and Clay had been your partner. 

You blindly led yourself, not even sure if you were going the right way but you were determined to find Justin, or at least Clay. You weren’t positive, and definitely not sure, given that before Justin disappeared, Clay and Justin had hated each other, but Justin didn’t have a home. So, you hoped, that Clay had taken him in. Somehow.

The moment you found the house, that you strictly remembered from memory, you bounded up the few steps leading to the front door, not hesitating a second before raising your hand and repeatedly pounding against the wood. You didn’t stop until the door was swung open, an exasperated Clay on the other side of it, looking like he’d rather be anywhere else then there.

Though, his annoyance turned to confusion when he saw you. “Y/N?”

“Where’s my brother?” You asked, voice leaving no room for argument. “Where’s Justin?”

“Y-Y/N-”

Despite the fact that you’d only been at Clay’s house once, and that his parents could very well be there, you shoved past Clay, storming up the steps. It wasn’t hard to find the one teenager boys bedroom in the entire house, and the moment you did, you all but swung open the door. Sure enough, there sat Justin. 

Jesus Christ, had he been living here the entire time?

Justin’s eyes widened, extremely so, and he immediately straightened up from the laid position he’d been in. “Y/N,” he whispered, and a certain expression of guilt passed across his face.

“You son of a bitch...” You whispered, feeling your eyes water. You quickly wiped them away, not wanting to cry. Not now. Not... Not in front of the brother who’d left you. “You’ve been here? This entire time?!”

Justin jumped to a stand, shaking his head. “No, Y/N-”

At that moment, Clay ran up, stopping beside you, slightly out of breath. He looked between you and Justin, clearly unsure of what to say. You said nothing, only shook your head, stepping back. The tears were a lot strong now, and it was getting harder to hold back.

The mere thought that Justin had just left you... in a place like that no less... you’d thought he cared more.

You turned, ready to storm out just as quickly as you’d stormed in but a hand caught your wrist. You thought for a moment that it was Clay, possibly moving to make up excuses for Justin, but instead, it was Justin and he was looking at you like he’d looked at Jessica that morning in the cafeteria. It didn’t faze you. “Y/N, let me explain-”

“I don’t wanna hear it,” you shook your head, sniffling. “Not from the brother who left me.” You ripped your arm from Justin’s grasp, running down the stairs and out the door before he or Clay could try to stop you again.

-

You didn’t go home right away. You never did. But that night, after you’d left Clay’s house, you found yourself wandering, for longer than normal. It’d reached dark, way past dark, before you’d finally arrived home.

You knew the moment you saw the lights on, you were dead.

The door was open before you’d even reached it, Meth Seth standing there, face twisted into one of anger while your mother stood further back, holding her hands to her chest. You mentally prepared yourself, biting your lip with worry. You’d learned long ago, months, that your brother, big brother, was no longer there to protect you. Just this time, you knew he was alive. 

“Just where the hell have you been?”

You stopped before Meth Seth, just inches from the front door. “Out,” you said plainly. 

Meth Seth’s face twisted even further, and you felt a deep knot grow in your stomach. “Money’s missing,” he growled, “and it’s not that damned idiot. So, it has to be you.”

Your heart twisted at the mention of Justin, but you swallowed that back. “I didn’t take your money,” you mumbled, tucking your chin down. “Can you let me in now?”

“I don’t let in thieves. Not in my house.”

Your eyes widened, head snapping up almost immediately. You saw Meth Seth move to close the door, and you panicked, lunging forward. You managed to place your foot in between the door just in time, effectively stopping the man. But, you knew that you’d only gotten yourself deeper into trouble. Slowly, your eyes slid back up, meeting the furious ones of Meth Seth. 

“Please,” you whispered, eyes turning soft, pleading. “It wasn’t m-” You were cut off the moment you felt a sharp shove being directed at your chest, effectively moving your foot and knocking you back. You felt the wind get knocked out of you as your head and back slammed against the porch floor. Your vision blurred for a moment, and you repeatedly blinked, trying to remember how to breathe.

“This’ll teach you not to steal, you damn skank.” Meth Seth growled, and through your blurred vision you saw him spit on you before moving to close the door. “Maybe tomorrow i’ll let you back in.” And with that, the door shut. You heard the click of the sob, making you let out a soft sob.

You groaned, slowly pushing yourself up. You pulled your shirt up, seeing a forming bruise growing directly between your breasts. You hissed, shifting around so you were sat by the front of the porch. You let your head fall in your hands, trying not to cry. Sadly, it was not your first time being kicked out of the house, and you’re sure it wouldn’t be your last.

But, ever since the disappearance of Justin, Meth Seth’s anger had grown tenfold and it been placed directly on you. 

You huffed, feeling your own hatred grow. Hatred for Meth Seth, for your mother and now, for Justin. This was his damn fault. For leaving you.

As if the boy had somehow been reading your thoughts, you heard footsteps quickly but quietly approaching you. Your head snapped up in panic, not knowing who it was, before you saw Justin. The person you really did not want to see in that moment.

You immediately came to a stand, quickly rushing off the porch, in a desperate attempt to get away before Justin reached you. But it was futile, because soon, you felt his hand grab ahold of your wrist, much liked he’d done earlier in Clay’s room, halting you to a stop.

In that moment, your anger came pouring out.

You turned towards him, tears in your eyes as you shoved him away from you. “What the hell do you want?” You cried, “what are you even doing here?”

“I came to get you.” Justin mumbled, looking away from you.

“Oh, what? Because, suddenly, i’m good enough? Suddenly, you care about me again?”

“I never... never stopped caring for you,” Justin tried to explain, shaking his head. “I just... had things I needed to figure out-”

“That’s just great.” You cut him off, snarling your lip. “You think I give two shits about what you had to figure out? You left me! Left me here! And because of you, I don’t have a damn place to stay tonight. Just like almost every other night!” You let out a huff, feeling your anger override rational thinking. “And if it isn’t a night spent on the street, it’s a damn beating. And where have you been? With Jensen? Living comfortably? I thought you hated him-”

Your rant was cut off the moment you felt Justin’s arms wrap around your shoulders, your anger dissipating in a moment the second you felt the familiar warmth of your brother’s arms. You paused, unsure what to do. It’d been so long since you’d felt any kind of warmth that you didn’t even know how to react to it.

But then, it all came crashing down.

“I needed you,” you whispered, letting out a sob. “Where were you?”

Justin didn’t answer. Probably because he didn’t have one. But he didn’t let go.

“We’ll get out of here, okay?” Justin mumbled after a moment, “I won’t let him hurt you again.”

And you didn’t know if you believed Justin, but you just wanted it to all end. So you nodded, clutching onto him tighter.

-

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