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Spencer: I cut my finger

Y/n: I can kiss it, so it'll get better

Spencer: That works?

Y/n: Yeah, my mum used to do it when I was little

*later*

Spencer: I need you to punch me in the mouth

Alison: Fucking finally

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On the outside - Alison Dilaurentis

Paring; Alison Dilaurentis x Fem!Reader

Summary; A point of view in which the girls' notice the intimately close bond you and Alison share

Warnings; other than not being proof read, None

Characters mentioned; Caleb, Alison, Maya, Spencer, Hanna, Aria, Emily and Ezra

Word count; 1004

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Spencer was the first to notice the peculiar connection between you and Alison.

It was the last day of summer and Spencer sat cris-crossed on her bed, textbooks in front of her and a black Bic pen dangled between the tips of her fingers. She had wanted to get an early start on her schedule before the new school year had started but with the continuous movement in her peripheral vision, it was hard to have her focus on what mattered most.

Her gaze drifted to the large window across her room. An open gateway to the house next door, to the room that held Alison Dilaurentis. It wasn’t an unusual sight for the brunette to see her best friend prancing around her room late at night, so it didn’t occur to her why Alison was up at such late hours. But when you came into view, Spencer perked up noticeably. Her attention now stuck on the window and her Bic pen now on her duvet, open lidded.

‘What is Y/n doing there?’ Thought Spencer, now this was an unusual sight. Normally you wouldn’t even dare to step foot on one of the girl’s properties so late at night, especially when school was the next day. You typically were the type, like Spencer, to stay at home and work until your eyelids could no longer hold.

Spencer watched as Ali helped you out of your green sweater, the green sweater she had said looked like something you would give to an elder, fuzzy, and ugly. But then again, Ali was the one to allow you in her house wearing it in the first place, so obviously that had to have meant that she lied about the look.

Although Alison Dilaurentis may have been the biggest liar you would meet, she had always been terribly honest about one’s sense of style, especially when it comes to maintaining her reputation.

But why would Ali lie about that?

Alison turned and Spencer’s gaze ripped away, and when she looked back up the curtains were closed.

Next was Hanna.

It was at a party hosted by Noel Kahn. She had been situated by a tree near the photo booth, nursing on vodka and coke while Caleb had gone to the toilet. She had seen Alison check herself into the booth, and a minute later, you slid in as well. At first, she thought nothing of it since just a mere hour before she had gone in with Alison herself, the photo strip sticking out of her jean pocket next to hers and Caleb was enough proof of it.

Time had ticked on and you were the first to slip out, fixing your now slightly ruffled hair, and grabbed the two photo strips that were produced while Ali straightened out her black spaghetti strap dress.

Alison stalked away and purposely flicked her hips from side to side. Hanna watched as you shyly followed Ali with your eyes before you turned and headed over to where Hanna was.

The conversation was normal with the typical “are you enjoying yourself” line, but Hanna couldn’t help but catch sight of what the strips in your clutch held. The first few pictures were normal with different funny faces until there was one pose in which she had seen in Emily’s and Maya’s. You both had the brightest smiles and stared at one another, Ali’s eyes were soft, a rare sight that Hanna had only seen twice before. Once when she had gone with Hanna to visit her dad to meet Kate and his girlfriend where he had blatantly called her a pig in front of them both. And second, when you had crashed the sleepover you had first declined when you got into a fight with your parents.

The very last photo was cut off halfway in your hand in such a way that Hanna had barely made out the faint outline of both of your figures pressed against one another… in a hug? Or was it something else?

Clogs turned in the dirty blonde’s mind and she leant forward to get a closer look but you had pulled the hand with the photo’s out of her view.

For Emily, it had taken a little while to notice, despite Maya being the one to inform her of her suspicions.

It was on a trail that Maya had taken them both to go cliff diving, the same one they had used when Maya first moved to Rosewood. The two were standing on the edge of the rock, when Emily took notice of you and Alison walking out of the water, you both in matching red bikinis.

At first, it seemed like a friend thing but the way you grabbed onto Ali’s waist and wrapped a white towel around her seemed so, so sexual like you were pulling Ali into your grip through the play of innocence. Emily had done that same movement to Maya.

Just like the last two, Emily had too been left stumped by the oddly close bond you and Ali shared.

However, it wasn’t until Aria stepped forward that the group of girls’ secret suspicions had finally been answered.

But unlike the rest, Aria had blatantly caught you and Alison red-handed in your mom’s Volvo wagon. Your hands placed on Ali’s waist while she sat in your lap, legs spread over yours. Her left hand laid on your chest while her right gripped your jaw and your mouths intertwined.

Aria didn’t expect to see that scene upon leaving Ezra’s apartment. It was just pure luck that none of you had seen her.

Originally the four girls wanted to confront you, knowing that you’ll slip under the pressure, but the thought of Alison being soft and protective over you made them not want to take the chance of her bite.

So simply they agreed to wait until either one of you comes forward.

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[ongaku-ato-kakikomi]

Pretty Little Love - Alison Dilaurentis x Reader (Pretty Little Liars

Day Eighteen of Fictober 2019

Prompt number: #18 “Secrets? I love secrets.”

Fandom: Pretty Little Liars (Alison Dilaurentis x Reader)

Word Count: 502 words.

Summary: You just can’t hide your feelings for Alison anymore.

You stare at Alison from your side of the bed, watching her blond hair cascading down her face while she’s reading a book beside you with a small smile on her face. You can’t help but think that she’s more than gorgeous in this instant, more than perfect even, and you can feel your chest burning as it twists around with all of the feelings you’ve developed for her recently. It hurts. It hurts so bad, but it also hurts so damn good… It’s hard for you to keep it all in, especially since all you wanna do is scream how much you love her with all of your soul, but you know that she likes someone else… she told you multiple times that she had her eyes set on someone special for her, so nothing could ever happen.

“Alison?” Her name ran out of your mouth before you could register it, and you felt the pressure rising inside your body when her green eyes turn to you. “I...”

Her smile playfully stretches out under your hesitance, like she knows something you don’t.

“I have a secret to tell you...” Maybe if you get a rejection, you’ll be able to move on more easily.

“Secret?” An excited glint passes through her eyes while she closes her book, her smile turning to a grin. “I love secrets.”

You give out a small chuckle. “I know you do.”

“So, what is it?” Your breath gets cut in your throat when she approaches her face to yours, waiting for you to tell her. “I promise to not tell anyone… but I won’t promise to tease!”

You try your best to smile genuinely, your lips giving out an awkward one instead just as you feel your body temperature rising more and more. “U-um…. Well, I-”

“I love you.” You stare at her in shock when she says those words, a proud smirk forming unto her lips. “That’s what you were gonna say, right?”

“How...” You shake your head, trying to not let the panic take over your mind. “How did you know?”

“Honey, I’ve known for months.” Her voice lowers down to a whisper, her breath slowly burning your skin when she talks. “You’re not good at hiding your feelings.”

“I-I...” You look away in embarassment, playing around with your fingers to try and ease the pain inside your chest. “I guess I’m not...”

“You’re not good at reading mine either.” You look back up at her in confusion, her expression softening as she looks at you. “I love you too, (Y/N). You’re my special person.”

A huge grin breaks out of your lips. “I am?”

“Hm-hm.” You froze when she presses her lips against yours for a moment, her grin coming back once she sees the redness creeping up onto your cheeks. “And the cutest one, too.”

You don’t have the time to say that she’s the cute one that she kisses you a second time, and you don’t waste another second to kiss her back.

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It's not all over

Alison DiLaurentis x Male Reader

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

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

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

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

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

“I haven't in a while,” You said.

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

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

“What’s wrong, Ali?” Emily asked.

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

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

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

“You have to try, Ali” Emily said.

“I will try” Alison sighed.

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

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

“Y/n, where are you?” Alison asked.

“Are you drunk?” You asked.

“You are drunk” Alison giggled.

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

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

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

You didn't know what to say.

“Watch your step, Ali,” You said.

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

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

“Okay, I will stay,” You said.

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

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

“Hey,” You said.

“What happened last night?” Alison asked.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[tabathastan]

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Angel

Jason DiLaurentis x fem!reader

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

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

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

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

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

“…Alison.” You guys said in unison.

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

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

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

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

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

“Spencer.” Spencer spoke, greeting herself.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“What?” She questioned.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“But—”

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

“I love you too, Jase.” You yawned.

“I know angel.”

[davinashifts333]

THE SECRET AFFAIR (Jason DiLaurentis x Liar!Reader):

⚫️summary; one year after Alison’s disappearance everything in Rosewood went haywire. Y/n, Aria’s maternal cousin & now 1/5 of the remaining Liars, who had either an equal amount or possibly even more secrets than her childhood friends, had been dating her now presumed dead best friend’s brother. That’s right, since before the summer of Alison’s disappearance Y/n & Jason had secretly been hooking up & began officially dating due to her helping him sober up & help him through his toughest nights that now gloomed over his past. She was his main alibi for the night everything happened with Alison but, obviously couldn’t tell anyone why she was with him. So why now, that they’re finally putting Alison to rest does it all go to shit? Because the whole town believes one of the liars did it.

⚠️warnings; swearing, age gap relationship (Y/n is the same age as the girls but one of the oldest, so 5-6 years younger than Jason), adult themes, murder, gore-ish?, PLL shit dude, it’s crazy, 18+ ONLY!

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Y/N’s POV (the night of Ali’s disappearance)

I woke up with a blazing headache to my phone ringing a very specific tone that had become all too familiar. Jason. Thunder rolled in as lightning flashed the barn awake. The text from Jason saying to meet him at our spot which was a small bench in the woods behind his house. I head over, carefully leaving the barn door ajar so the girls won’t wake up when I come back but, I notice i’m not the only one who had planned to escape. Ali was gone and so was Spencer. I brushed the thought from my mind as I remember Jason’s text,

‘Garrett and Ian brought over some weed and I have the shakes now, meet up? I’m freaking out. Be safe. xx’

Jason had been trying to get clean, key word, trying. His friend group wasn’t as lenient as I was though, every now and then I had to help clean him up and sleep through the high or drunken daze. He wasn’t the best at being drunk believe it or not, he got drowsier than me after smelling the fumes when filling my car up with gas. Regardless, Jason was there for me when my dad left to hunt down my mom’s murderer. Yeah, Aria is my cousin, our moms are sisters.. Well.. Were.. That was until one night in the winter of 1998. I woke up after hearing glass shatter and walked down stairs, all I remember seeing was a shadow of a tall man standing over my mother’s body. Since then, I’ve lived with my aunt Ella and her family. Jason was our neighbor from down the street and Aria knew Alison, so obviously I knew them too. He always told me that death brought new life and my new life I had to live in honor of my mom. We clicked from then on. Of course being older he always taunted us girls and would do the typical big brother things to Ali. But one night when I was 14, I kissed him. He was shocked at first but then admitted he always liked me best out of Ali’s friends. The only bad thing was, Alison saw us kiss. She held it over my head like a looming sword on the thinnest of threads, threatening to tell her parents that Jason tried to force himself on me. Which obviously was a lie but who would they believe. Little did she know, I had secrets of hers to shoot back with so, we bonded in that way. A battle for dominance as one might call it. But nonetheless we were best friends, and secrets so keep us together.

I walk up to the bench hearing the crunching of leaves coming from the opposite direction, they staggered a bit and I saw Jason stumbling towards me, tripping on a rock and landing right on top of me.

‘Shit, sorry babe. I guess drunk me has two left feet.’ I giggled at his comment as we sat up, backs against the trunk of the tree that stood tall above our bench.

‘Who bought it this time?’ I asked, changing the subject back to the issue at hand. Jason then took position on my lap, my hands running through his hair. He sighed.

‘Ian. As always. But Garrett also brought booze. You know I can’t resist a nice cold beer. Those two idiots are probably still up in my room thinking I passed out somewhere. How was your sleepover?’ I rubbed his temples, knowing he got headaches when he drank.

‘It was okay, had some drinks too, courtesy of your sister. Hanna and Emily knocked out first and well you kno-.’ Suddenly the sound of someone walking by caught our attention. Jason shot up and stumbled a bit before helping me up. I held his waist to help him gain balance and he whispered to me to head back to the barn. That we’d talk the next day. With a swift kiss goodbye we went our separate ways. But, just as I got back to the door of the barn I heard a scream. I quickly made my way inside to see Emily, Hanna and Aria still asleep. Gladly I didn’t get caught by Spencer or Ali. I went back to my place on the large ottoman and curled up, hoping for Jason to have gotten back in one piece. He wasn’t as drunk or high as other times but, he still could continue through the night or worse, be pressured by Ian. God, I hated his “friends”. They only enabled him to fail at sobriety and I knew the truth behind their little club. Ian started it all with Jason when Ian took a photo of the girls and I in Emily’s bedroom. Creep.

An hour or so went by and I couldn’t sleep with all the thoughts running in my mind but, I kept my eyes shut. Spencer had come back but seemed a bit off, her breathing was ragged and stuffy. Like she had been crying or running. I wondered if Ali had gone back home or if she was coming back but, my question was answered when a loud crack of thunder woke us all up. Emily and Hanna huddled together while Aria “woke” me up.

‘Damn Y/n/n. You sure can sleep through anything.’ Spencer joked trying to lighten the mood and we all slightly laughed.

‘Where’s Alison?’ I finally asked and Spencer spoke up.

‘I think I heard a scream.’

That night marked a huge change in our lives and seeing how things were, my Uncle Byron and Aunt Ella decided it would be best to move to Iceland for a while, to get away. But now that we were back, things seemed way different. I hadn’t heard from Jason much after Ali’s disappearance. We kept in tough but after I was forced to move across the world, we decided it was best to be apart. I hoped he stayed sober but, I also knew the loss of his sister was taking a toll on him.

Aria and I had begun to unpack when Mike announced he was hungry. So Aria and I took my car that my mom had when she was my age, to a little dive bar/restaurant near Hollis College to get some burgers. When I waited for our order, Aria snuck off with this really cute guy who was apparently studying to be an English teacher. I let her have some fun while I contemplated texting Jason. Low and behold I folded.

‘Hey, I know it’s been a while since we last spoke but I figured a check in from our old spot in Rosewood could be cool? I just got back today and could sneak away from Aria for a few. If you’re up for it. Hope you’re doing well. xx.’

He read it almost instantly as if he had known I was thinking of texting him.

‘Welcome back to hell. I can meet you there in 10?’ I felt my heart skip a beat at the thought of seeing Jason after a whole year and quickly shot Aria a text letting her know what I was doing. During our time in Iceland I confessed to her about Jason and I secretly dating to which she was impressed but mainly saddened by and even wrote a modern day Romeo and Juliet based off of us. It was sweet, Jason had even liked it when I read it to him on one of our phone calls early on. He also felt proud that I was able to trust someone enough to talk about him with.

I drove the 10 minutes to the last secluded park where we had to start meeting after our bench had been compromised by the investigation and waited. A few minutes went by and I heard a knock on my car window. I shut it off and climbed out. He looked good, way better than he did when I left. Healthier, a bit more put together and like his face was hurting from smiling so much.

‘I don’t remember you being this bubbly. Are you sure you’re Jason DiLaurentis?’ I joked and he pulled me in for a hug. His signature cologne engulfed me in the most comforting way.

‘No more red streaks in your hair, you’ve grown up. You sure you’re Y/N Y/L/N?’ He responded and I playfully punch his arm. We walked over to the picnic table and sat down. We talked for what felt like hours but in reality was about half an hour until Aria texted me saying she had the food and was getting dropped off at home. I responded with an excuse she could give her parents and she said she’d have my back. I came back to the conversation at hand and decided to ask the big question.

‘Sorry about that, Aria was just letting me know she’d cover for me back at home. So, truth. How are you?’ I asked, his eyes saddening a bit knowing what I meant.

‘Well, i’m sober. A whole 9 months now. Still dealing with the whole Ali missing thing and just graduated from College. You?’ I felt his hand playing with my rings on mine and sighed.

‘Well, about to start Junior year of High School, still dealing with the whole Ali missing thing and now very proud of this guy I used to date. He was a bit of a mess when I left our hometown so, you know. Surviving.’ He chuckled nodding as I ended my response.

‘He was very broken up. I mean come on, not being able to see your gorgeous face for that long? It was criminal. Poor guy was torn up enough already. You just added to the mix.’ I took notice of how true his comment was, I had left him in a vulnerable moment.

‘Well, I tried to keep in contact with him but, didn’t know how else to help, I was grieving too. Just grieving in a different way and grieving him as well.’ He lifted my chin to meet my gaze.

‘You don’t have to grieve anymore love. He’s never given up that one day you’d make your way back to him. Believe me. He even thought about how if you didn’t come back soon, he’d have to go to Iceland to find you.’ His hand now cupping my cheek as my eyes glazed over with tears. Alison always did tell me she loved how I helped Jason become more human in her eyes. She had seen a change in him from when we started dating.

‘Well, I thought he would hate me for leaving. I know I had no choice but, I still wished I could’ve been there to help him, like always.’

‘Baby, listen to yourself. You were always there helping me. Even when you had to go. You called every day, texted all day long, checked in when you could. You did your part, it was just time for me to do mine and let you move on. I just hoped that if we really were meant to keep going, you’d eventually come back to me.’ At this point I was fully crying and listening to his grief and love pour out of him.

‘I did hound my Aunt Ella everyday in hopes of us coming back sooner. And look at us now. I don’t want to move on, I want us, I want to grow in life with you Jason. I wanna see you be the person you always dreamt of becoming and to let the past stay in the past, all the mistakes were just bumps in the road. You took control of your life, focused on yourself and I couldn’t be happier for you. You deserved to be free from those assholes you called friends.’ He placed his forehead to mine and pulled me into his lap.

‘Can I kiss you now? I’m dying over here.’ He whispered and I laughed nodding. At that moment, we were in bliss. Not knowing what was yet to come and how insanely twisted our lives would soon become. After our reunion we agreed on meeting up as much as we could and even heading to Philly for date nights. However until I turned 18, we had to stay under the radar for a bit. It was all rose colored glasses until the first text from -A. It was a picture of me in Jason’s lap and a whole album of pictures of us before Ali went missing. Who could’ve possibly gotten these?

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A/N: HIIII! IM BACK ON MY DELULU SHIT & HAVE FALLEN BACK INTO MY CHILDHOOD COMFORT SHOW PLL. LMK IF I SHOULD MAKE THIS A SERIES OR NOT, ALSO LMK WHAT ELSE YOU’D WANT ME TO WRITE ABOUT! LOVE YOU GUYS & HAPPY 2024!! 🩷🩷🩷

[ones-g]

am i too floppy to write something about pretty little liars? ...

[cyarskj52]

EMILY FIELDS in PRETTY LITTLE LIARS (2010-2017) 1x01 | “PILOT”

[writerspirit]

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

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

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

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

[starstruck-cupid]

Secret Lover

Jason DiLaurentis x fem!Reader

A/n: I'm sorry this took so long. I lost the motivation to write and the last few months have not been great for me this will be a two or 3 part series and might not end happily, but we'll see

“Ali can't find out about this. You can't tell any of them.”

Jason had sweet moments, but those words felt like a punch in the gut. He was right, of course. He usually was. At least he was when he was sober, which wasn't often.

The fling we had that summer, the same summer Alison disappeared, was short and sweet. It was what he needed it to be. He wanted something easy with someone malleable. I was like a stray dog. I was alone, and willing to follow whoever gave me any attention. Ali knew that the second she saw me, so it's no surprise Jason did too. The whole DiLaurentis family had a knack for sensing things like that.

Jason ended it when he found someone more fit for the image he was trying to portray. It was easy for him. He never had trouble with girls. It was never easy for me, though. Especially after him. No one could ever be him.

Rosewood after Ali disappeared was hell. Nothing ever happened in Rosewood. People were afraid for a while. They thought their daughters were next. As time passed, the feelings of fear dissipated. Alison was forgotten. She became a statistic. Just another missing girl from a small town.

Jason and his parents left soon after, it was weird seeing the house next door so empty. Then Aria left. She stopped messaging a few months after she left. No one blamed her. It was just Hannah, Emily, Spencer, and the ghost of Alison’s memory. It was different, though. We all drifted and became different types of people with different types of friends. Small conversations became passing a “hello”, which turned to nothing.

/////////////////////////////<3//////////////////////////////////

Tomorrow marks a year since Ali disappeared. All of these thoughts and memories had been running through my head. I desperately wanted someone who understood to be around. Imagine my surprise seeing Aria walk out of the bathroom with a man way too old for her a few minutes into my shift.

“Aria?” shocked, I stopped in my tracks. The look on her face screams of surprise and embarrassment. The two of them share the same look of embarrassment. I couldn’t help but laugh at the absurdity.

“Come find me when you’re done here,” I say in a playful tone, shaking my head.

A few minutes later is hear the clicking of heels against the floor. Setting down the paperwork in my hands, I look up and see Aria in front of me. It feels like forever that we're sitting there analyzing each other. She looks different. No more pink streak. I remember helping her dye it in my already dye-stained bathroom with some leftover pink I had. I think it was the only time we weren’t silently fighting to be Alison’s best friend.

“I’m so sorry I didn’t say anything,” she said, finally breaking the silence.

“Honestly, I get it. I probably wouldn’t have either. How long have you been back?” I pushed a chair across the table out with my foot and finished the little bit of the accounting paperwork I was doing.

//////////////////////////////<3///////////////////////////////////

We talk for what feels like hours. She talked about Iceland, the man in the bathroom, and everything going on with her family. I talked about Rosewood, my job, the rest of the group, and oddly, Jason. Aria had messaged him a few months ago and he seemed better. I couldn’t pretend I wasn’t jealous. I could have tried, though. After Aria said her goodbyes, I wrote, deleted, and rewrote so many messages to Jason. I wanted him to know I was thinking of him. I didn’t even know if he would want that.

I gave up after half an hour. I packed up my stuff, said goodbye to my uncle and whoever else was left, and walked out. It was 11 pm, and cold. After putting my headphones in, I start walking. I felt a presence during my walk. I felt eyes on me, watching me like I was prey. I felt like my every move was being analyzed. I jumped when I felt my phone buzz. Pulling my phone out of my pocket, I see a text from an unknown number.

‘Missing your lover? Sucks for you Bitch - xo A’

What the fuck?

/////////////////////////////<3//////////////////////////////////

I didn’t sleep last night. Anxiety kept me up. Anxiety about the text and the first day of school. Walking into my English class, I was surprised to see Aria, Emily, Hannah, and Spencer. All of us were in one room for the first time in almost a year. Walking towards Aria and Emily, I take the seat in front of Aria.

“Interesting class lineup,” I jokingly say, turning towards the girls. The bell rings and I turn halfway towards the front of the room. An oddly familiar figure stands in front of the board. As he turns I recognize the man from last night. That’s the guy Aria fucked. I turn my head back to her, wide-eyed, and am met with a similar face. Her eyes get wider as her phone goes off.

////////////////////////////<3/////////////////////////////////

The rest of the day is less eventful. No weird texts, no odd interactions. It was nice to spend the day with Aria and Emily. Work was paperwork, putting in orders, and planning community events the bar was involved in.

Walking towards my house, I see flashing red and blue lights. Speeding up I see ambulances and cop cars in front of Alison’s old house. Walking up to the group of people I spot Spencer away from the group. I stand beside her, Aria appearing next to me soon after.

“I heard the cops took Hannah to the police station today,” Aria said, breaking the silence.

“Wait, you don’t think she’d ever talk about-” Spencer began to ask.

“The Jenna thing?” Hannah interrupted, “ We made a promise”

[prettylittleliarsstuff]

Alison: [grabs Y/n by the collar and kisses them passionately on the lips]

Alison, pulling away, out of breath: You’re still not my type.

Y/n: You make me sick.

Alison and Y/n: [kiss passionately again]

[laylahluvsasians]

𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 + 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

✧ hii my name is laylah

✧ im a student at princeton university

✧ 22 years old

✧ bisexual

✧ i feen for gong yoo

𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒

𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢 𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞:

－ ZERO incest/stepincest, pedophilla, etc.

－ rape, sexual assult, unwanted touch, pregnancy.

－ will only write teacher x student if its in college and LEGAL.

－ illegal age gaps.

－ male readers

－ wont write about rapist, racist or problematic characters/people

－ wont write about minors regardless if they’re aged up or not.

－ character x character, cinema ships (canon or not.)

－ threesomes or poly relationships.

－ mlm or m!reader x female characters

𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞

－ female readers

－ age gaps (legal)

－ college professor x of age student or teacher x teacher

－ wlw

－ both women and men

－ smut, fluff, angst.

𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆

𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐬/𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐢 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫

⍟ squid game

⍟ train to busan

⍟ a man and a woman

⍟ silent sea

⍟ bloodhounds

⍟ coffee prince

⍟ alice in borderland

⍟ strangers from hell

⍟ friendly rivalry

⍟ mr.plankton

⍟ pretty little liars

⍟ the vampire diaries

𝐤𝐩𝐨𝐩 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐬 𝐢 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫

⍟ black pink (all members)

⍟ BTS (all members)

⍟ TWICE (all members)

⍟ straykids (all members)

⍟ le sserafim (all members)

⍟ p1harmony (all members)

⍟ seventeen (all members)

⍟ BIGBANG (all members excluding seungri)

⍟ NJZ (all members)

⍟ ATEEZ (all members)

⍟ AESPA (all members)

⍟ ITZY (all members)

𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐬/𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐢 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫

⍟ gong yoo (mainly)

⍟ lee jung-jae

⍟ lee byun-hun

⍟ yim siwan

⍟ lee dong wook

⍟ jo yu-ri

⍟ hoyeon

⍟ wi ha-joon

⍟ won ji-an

⍟ lee yoo-mi

⍟ kang ha-neul

⍟ woo do-hwan

⍟ lee hyeri

⍟ nina dobrev

⍟ kat graham

⍟ paul wesley

⍟ chris wood

⍟ kento yamazaki

⍟ nijirō murakami

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐢 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫

⍟ the salesman

⍟ hankyul

⍟ ki-hong

⍟ han yun-jae

⍟ gi-hun

⍟ hwang inho

⍟ hwang jun-ho

⍟ semi

⍟ junhee

⍟ saebyeok

⍟ hyun-ju

⍟ daeho

⍟ katherine pierce

⍟ bonnie bennet

⍟ stefan salvatore

⍟ caroline forbes

⍟ spencer hastings

⍟ aria montgomery

⍟ emily fields

⍟ hanna marin

⍟ tony cavanough

⍟ alison dilaurentis

⍟ jong-woo

⍟ moon-jo

⍟ hae-jo

⍟ geon-woo

⍟ jae-i

⍟ arisu

⍟ chishiya

⍟ usagi

⍟ kuina

⍟ ann

- 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃, 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐍𝐎𝐖.

[writerofsorts]

Back to Rosewood

(image creds: to the owner)

pairing: jason dilaurentis x female reader.

summary: 2x02 "the goodbye look" episode imagine/rewrite.

warnings: mentions of murder.

*read previous part here!

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Night had fallen upon the town of Rosewood and [Y/N] found herself in the safety of her bedroom in her home. She was seated at her desk, trying to finish up her homework. However, the work laid open in front of her, unfinished as she found herself constantly getting distracted by the events of the past few months. 

She had never once imagined that Ian’s death would bring up so much trouble for her friends and herself. The entire town seemed to believe the girls were liars, not believing their words of Ian being Alison’s killer. On top of that, she and her friends were still dealing with A along with therapy. 

[Y/N] groaned and buried her face in her hands, thinking about the meeting with the therapist, Dr. Sullivan, earlier that day. She and the girls were close to telling the doctor about their cyber bully, and [Y/N] had to admit that it felt good. 

But, as always, A was one step ahead and was successful in keeping the girls quiet. [Y/N] knew Dr. Sullivan must think she and her friends were crazy indeed by the way they had acted. 

A knock on her door made her look up at the doorway and her parents along with her brother stood there with small smiles on their faces.

“You busy, kiddo?” her father, James, spoke first. 

“Uh, no, not really,” [Y/N] shook her head, closing her books and pushing them away. “Come on in.”

Her parents entered the room first and sat on her bed while she turned in her chair so that she sat facing them. Her brother, Sid, came to stand next to her and perched at the edge of her desk, playfully messing up her hair. She gave him a playful glare before laughing when he stuck his tongue out at her. 

The parents took a moment to admire their kids and the beautiful bond they shared. Reality hit them the next moment and they looked at each other sadly, knowing what they were about to ask next was going to take their daughter’s smile away, even if it would be temporary. 

“So, sweetheart,” Leslie began, clearing her throat. “Your father and I just got off the phone with your therapist a few minutes ago.”

Just as they had expected, the playfulness in [Y/N] faded as her expression turned serious.

“Oh,” she replied softly after a few moments. “Uh, yes, today was not a good day.” 

“She didn’t tell us exactly what happened,” James spoke next. “However, she did tell us that she doesn’t think it would be helpful to continue seeing you girls as a group.” 

“So, she wants us to come in for individual sessions?” asked [Y/N], thinking that shouldn’t be too terrible. 

“Well, yes,” her father continued after sharing a glance with her mother. “Also, based on your sessions, she’s making a recommendation.” 

“Which I’m not a fan of,” her brother added to the conversation for the first time. 

“W-what recommendation?” [Y/N] asked. Her worry grew with her brother’s words and she looked at him once before turning towards her parents again.

“Dr. Sullivan doesn’t think you girls are capable of maintaining a healthy friendship at the moment,” Leslie explained with sympathy lacing her voice. “So, she’s recommending that you girls spend some time apart.”

“Are you saying that I can’t see or talk to my friends?” [Y/N] asked in disbelief.

“This is not forever, honey,” James replied quickly. 

“I don’t understand what the shrink is trying to do here by splitting up [y/n/n] and the girls,” Sid commented. “They’ve been through so much. And, now with everything that’s happened with Ian, separating them is a terrible idea!” 

“I know, son,” sighed James. “The other parents and we talked. We all mutually agreed that Dr. Sullivan’s suggestion might be for the best.” 

“Unbelievable,” Sid muttered with a shake of his head. 

“[Y/N], sweetheart, say something,” Leslie said softly. 

“I- I don’t know what to say,” [Y/N] replied with a shrug. “It looks like you guys have already decided.” 

“It’s just temporary, we promise,” her mother answered apologetically. 

[Y/N] dropped her gaze to the floor. She wanted to be upset and throw a tantrum, but that was not her. At the same time, she knew without a doubt that she and her friends would not just stop hanging out.

Even with this new restriction from their parents, [Y/N] was sure that she and the girls would find a way to connect and deal with the fallout from Ian’s death as well as the threat of A. They had to. 

“I understand,” she said, looking back up at her parents with a light smile. 

Her parents gave her a hug and thanked her for being understanding before leaving her room. Her brother, however, hung back with a suspicious look in his eyes. 

“What?” [Y/N] asked, crossing her arms across her chest. 

Her brother didn’t reply and waited until he was sure their parents were downstairs and out of earshot. 

“You and your friends are not gonna listen, are you?” he asked quietly, his lips curled in a smirk, and [Y/N] sighed. 

“Look, I feel bad, but we can’t just not hang out,” she answered softly. “There’s a lot going on and we need each other.” 

“Hey, it’s going to be okay,” Sid's playfulness disappeared and he moved to hug her, not liking the fact that his little sister was under a lot of stress. “I’m on your side in all of this. If you need anything, I’m right here.” 

“I know,” she said, hugging him back. “Thank you.” 

“Just be smart in sneaking around, though,” he teased, pulling back from the hug and ruffling her hair. 

“For sure,” [Y/N] chuckled, nodding in agreement. 

…

Later that night, [Y/N] was woken up by the vibration of her cellphone on the nightstand. She grabbed the phone to see a text message from Spencer: ‘S.O.S.’ 

[Y/N] quietly made her way down the stairs to grab her coat and sneakers. Just as she finished wearing her coat, her phone vibrated yet again and she checked it to see a text from Hanna this time: ‘I’m waiting in your backyard.’ 

[Y/N] loved that she and Hanna were not only the best friends but neighbors as well. That was how they became close, anyway. Still when it came to sneaking out at night to meet up with her friends, she wasn’t a big fan as she didn’t like the dark. But with Hanna, it was easier and she didn’t feel as scared. 

She hurriedly wore her shoes and slipped out of her house through the backdoor to see Hanna waving at her while her other hand was buried in her coat pocket. 

“Can’t believe Dr. Sullivan thought she could keep us apart from each other,” Hanna scoffed when [Y/N] reached her. “You can’t tell a lot about a person by their shoes, after all.” 

“We’ll talk about it later,” [Y/N] said, half amused as she dragged Hanna with her. “Now, let’s go.”

The night was dark and chilly as the two friends made their way towards the greenhouse where Spencer had told the girls that she would be waiting. 

When [Y/N] and Hanna reached the greenhouse, Aria and Emily were already there with Spencer. The five girls huddled closer together and Spencer began to explain about why she had messaged them all so late. 

“Anyone could’ve sent that, Spence,” Aria was the first to speak after Spencer showed the girls a text that Melissa had received from an unknown number. 

“Yeah, it could be some jerk trying to mess with Melissa,” Hanna added. 

“Maybe, but it doesn’t seem random,” Spencer sighed, looking down at the message again and reading it. “It’s not safe. I can’t tell you.” 

“I can’t tell you what?” Emily asked, her brows furrowed in thought. 

“Wherever he is,” Spencer said, sounding confident. 

“Spence, Ian is dead,” [Y/N] spoke, wrapping her arms around herself. The thought of Ian being alive made her feel uneasy. “I mean, we all saw him, didn’t we?” 

“True,” Hanna said, touching [Y/N]’s forearm over her coat. “But, there’s only one way to know if its Ian texting Melissa or not.” 

The other girls looked at Hanna curiously as she looked at Spencer with determined eyes. 

“Answer him, Spence. Ask him something that only Ian would know.” 

Spencer nodded before typing, ‘how do I know this is you?’ 

‘Ask me anything,’ came the reply almost immediately from the unknown number. 

“I know,” Spencer whispered to herself before her fingers flew over the phone’s keyboard. “What are we naming our baby?” 

“What’s the baby’s name?” [Y/N] asked once Spencer finished typing. 

“Taylor,” Spencer replied just as the phone in her hand buzzed. She took in a deep breath before looking at the phone only to gasp out loud the next second. With wide eyes, she showed the phone screen to her friends who all showed similar expressions. 

‘Taylor,’ the text read.

“It is him,” Hanna whispered in disbelief. 

“Oh my god,” Emily said just as [Y/N] spoke, “Ian is alive.” 

As if the girls weren’t already terrified, the wind outside suddenly picked up and the greenhouse’s doors started to slam over and over again. 

“Did things just get incredibly worse?” Aria asked, trying to speak louder over the sound of the wind. 

“I don’t believe this,” Emily said, shaking her head. “Ian’s dead.” 

“Zombies don’t text, Emily,” Hanna said sarcastically. “He is alive somewhere.” 

“Spence?” [Y/N] called when the girl in question remained silent for a long time. 

“I have to get this phone home before Melissa notices that it’s gone,” Spencer said, her lips almost trembling. 

“Okay and then what?” Hanna questioned as the wind continued to blow rather wildly outside. “What do we do about this information?” 

“Do we tell the cops?” Aria asked, shivering a little. 

“That’s not a good idea,” [Y/N] answered. “Telling the cops never works out well for us.” 

“True,” Emily sighed in defeat. 

“Why is Ian texting Melissa anyway?” Aria asked but before Spencer could answer, Hanna added, “And, why is Melissa answering him?” 

“Is she?” asked Emily, skeptic. “I mean, we don’t know how long this has been going on.”

“Spence, you’ve got to find out what Ian told Melissa,” Aria said to the stressed-out girl. “You are the only one who can find out what he wants.” 

“And, where he is,” Hanna commented. 

The slamming of the door got louder than before and suddenly rocks started to fall off the roof, causing the girls to panic further. 

“Let’s get out of here,” [Y/N] spoke, grabbing Hanna and Aria’s hands, who were standing next to her, and dragging them towards the exit. Emily and Spencer weren’t far behind. 

Once they got to a safe distance from the greenhouse, things were strangely quiet except for the soft chirping of crickets. They walked down to Spencer’s house which was closer. 

“Let’s just finish this at school,” Hanna spoke first. “I’m cold, damp, and scared. We could talk at school.” 

“We can’t talk at school, remember?” [Y/N] asked once they stopped near Spencer’s house.

“Yeah, the five of us are supposed to have separate time,” Aria said in disappointment. 

“Doctor’s orders,” Emily said with a roll of her eyes. 

“So, what are we supposed to do?” scoffed Hanna. “Not talk to each other when we’re all literally in the same classes?” 

“We just have to play it cool,” Spencer said calmly even though she was anything but after everything that happened. 

Before the girls could talk further, a loud noise interrupted them. They turned in the direction of the noise and were surprised to see a familiar face outside the DiLaurentis house. 

“It’s Jason,” Spencer whispered, surprised. 

[Y/N], meanwhile, froze in her spot. The last time she had seen Jason was several months ago when he visited her at the hospital after A hit her with their car. 

Even though it was dark, she could still make out his appearance and she was taken aback a little by what she saw. The last time he was in Rosewood, he seemed… put-together, for the lack of a better word. He wore suits and had his hair done nicely, not one strand out of place. 

Seeing him now, however, reminded her of the old Jason. His hair had grown a little and fell over his forehead as he bent down. He was wearing a fitted Henley shirt that hugged his muscles with denim jeans. He definitely looked good and she had to try her best to not blush at her own thoughts, especially in front of her friends. 

Hanna slowly slipped her arm around [Y/N]’s, pulling the latter out of her thoughts. 

‘Did you know he was back?’ Hanna mouthed and [Y/N] shook her head in denial. 

“Did he move back in?” Hanna asked, clearing her throat lightly. 

“Looks like it?” Aria said, sounding unsure just like the rest of them. 

“What is all that?” Spencer asked in confusion as she and her friends watched Jason throw away a bunch of things into the dumpster. 

“That looks like all the stuff people left on their curb when Ali went missing,” Aria said. 

“Maya said her family kept those things when they moved in,” Emily added. “They didn’t have the heart to throw them out.”

“Apparently, Jason’s moved on,” Spencer said with sarcasm and [Y/N] frowned at the brunette’s tone. 

“What is he doing in that house anyway?” asked Aria. 

“You know what? We’ve already got a lot on our plates,” Hanna said, trying to shift the conversation away from Jason. “Let’s just go home.” 

“Han’s right,” [Y/N] said, grateful for Hanna’s interference. “See you guys at school tomorrow.” 

The other girls agreed and said their goodbyes before splitting up. 

“[y/n/n], did you know Jason was coming back?” Hanna asked again when it was just herself and [Y/N]. 

“No, I didn’t,” [Y/N] replied. “The last time I saw him was at the hospital. I remember he said he would be coming back but he didn’t exactly keep me updated. I mean, he didn’t have to.” 

The girls soon reached [Y/N]’s backyard and paused in front of the door. 

“Do you think he’s moved back for good?” Hanna asked softly. 

“I don’t know,” [Y/N] shook her head. “But, why would he, though? It’s not like there’s anything here for him, is there?” 

“You never know,” Hanna replied softly. 

[Y/N] smiled a little at her best friend; the fact that Hanna was so hopeful regarding her and Jason touched her. 

“Go get some sleep, Han,” [Y/N] said, playfully pushing the blonde in the direction of her house. 

“You’re no fun,” Hanna pouted, walking backwards. 

“Good night, Hanna banana,” [Y/N] laughed, opening the backdoor quietly. 

“Good night, [y/n/n],” Hanna said back before the two girls entered their homes at the same time to get some sleep. 

…

“Wait, so Jason doesn’t believe that Ian killed Ali?” [Y/N] asked in a whisper, glancing at the closed door of her bedroom once. 

The next evening, [Y/N] was in her bedroom, scrolling through her twitter feed when she received a call from Spencer. The younger Hastings had gone to welcome Jason back to town – in other words, she had gone to spy on him – and it hadn’t gone so well. After returning home, [Y/N] was the first person Spencer had called to share how her conversation with Jason went. 

“I mean, I think so?” Spencer replied in a whisper as well and [Y/N] could feel the frustration in her friend’s voice. “He asked me if Ian said the words I killed Ali and I told him he didn’t, but that’s what it seemed like and he got all snippy about it!”

Spencer huffed out a breath and [Y/N] bit her lip in thought. 

“Do you think he’s in denial?” Spencer asked, continuing their chat quietly. “He and Ian were besties. He probably doesn’t want to accept that his best friend killed his little sister?” 

“I’m not sure, Spence,” replied [Y/N]. “Even if they were best friends, Jason can’t just look past the fact that Ian killed Ali.” 

“That’s what I’m saying!” Spencer agreed. “Hey, do you remember that one day Ali and Jason were fighting?” 

“You have to be a bit more specific because all they did was fight around us,” [Y/N] said, mild amusement lacing her voice and Spencer scoffed out a laugh. 

“I’m talking about the time Jason was mad at Ali for going to his room and messing with his stuff?” Spencer recalled and [Y/N] found herself nodding at the memory. 

“I do,” she said. “That’s when Ali made that comment about things being hidden until she wants them found, right?” 

“Yes!” Spencer exclaimed, trying her hardest to keep her voice quiet. 

“But, why are we suddenly talking about the past?” [Y/N] asked, confused. 

“I- I had a thought,” Spencer said, her words coming out slowly which worried [Y/N]. 

“What is it?” 

“Jason used to be so aggressive, [y/n/n]. Do you think he-” 

“Spence, don’t go there,” [Y/N] interrupted quickly. 

“You didn’t let me finish!” argued Spencer. 

“You were going to suggest Jason had something to do with Ali’s murder,” [Y/N] said, not liking the words that left her mouth. Spencer’s brief silence on the other end was all the answer [Y/N] needed to know that she was right. “Where’d you get the idea that Jason could be an accomplice in Ali’s murder?” 

“I don’t know what else to think,” Spencer admitted quietly. “He’s suddenly back in town and doesn’t believe Ian killed his sister.” 

“Don’t do this, Spence,” [Y/N] advised softly. “We’ve already got zombie Ian and A on our hands. Let’s not add Jason into the mix.” 

“I guess so,” sighed Spencer. “I’m sorry.” 

“No, don’t be,” [Y/N] replied. “I understand we’re all kind of on the edge right now. But, let’s not overthink. For now, at least.”

“I’ll try,” Spencer sighed again, dramatically this time, causing [Y/N] to chuckle. 

“Hey, I should go now,” said [Y/N]. “I’ve been in my room for a while now. I should make an attendance downstairs for dinner.”

“Yeah, of course,” Spencer laughed. “See you in school tomorrow?” 

“Definitely,” [Y/N] responded. “Good night, Spence.”

“Good night, [y/n/n],” Spencer replied before hanging up.

...

The girls were sneaking out yet again in the middle of the night. [Y/N] was starting to dislike Dr. Sullivan because she hated that greenhouse with a passion. It was creepy, to say the least, but she and her friends had no other choice. 

“It was in the pocket of her coat,” Spencer said, showing her friends pictures of Melissa’s ultrasound. “Her coat was wet and so were her boots.” 

“She lied to you about going out?” [Y/N] asked. 

“I don’t think she went far,” replied Spencer. “I checked the driveway and it was dry under her car so I don’t think she drove anywhere.” 

“Who would she want to show these to?” Aria asked, handing the ultrasound pictures back to Spencer. 

“I can only think of one person,” Hanna said with a roll of her eyes. 

“Ian,” Emily said, letting out a deep breath. “Spencer, if you’re saying she didn’t drive anywhere to see him, then that means he must be close.”

“Han, you were right,” Spencer said. “This is the worst time to be splitting up. We have to stick together.” 

“Exactly, no matter how much lying it takes,” Hanna nodded. 

“If only all of our parents were like my brother,” [Y/N] sighed. 

“Can we switch siblings?” Spencer pouted at [Y/N], who instantly shook her head. 

“Absolutely not,” [Y/N]’s instant reply was met with light laughter from her friends and they all cherished it. It had been a while since they’ve had the chance to be normal teenagers and to just have fun. 

“Let’s get out of here,” Aria said after a while and the girls agreed before walking out of the greenhouse. 

They were passing by the DiLaurentis house again when Emily suddenly stopped in her steps, causing the other girls to do the same.

“What is that?” she asked, looking at what appeared to be garden supplies laying on the front yard of the house. 

Before they could inspect further, a bright flashlight shone in their faces and they held their hands in front of their eyes. 

“Jason?” Spencer asked first, squinting at the taller man and he finally lowered the flashlight. 

“Oh, it’s you,” he said after he noticed the familiar girls in front of him. 

“Yeah, it’s only us,” Aria answered with an awkward smile. 

He turned off the flashlight and when he looked up, his gaze fell on [Y/N].

“Hey, are you better now?” he asked her, his voice softening. “I haven’t seen you since the accident.” 

“Oh, uh, yes, I’m better now. Thank you,” [Y/N] replied, smiling lightly at him. She felt nervous with his attention on her. It also didn’t help that she could feel the curious eyes of Aria, Emily, and Spencer on her as well. Except for Hanna, the other girls didn't know about Jason visiting her at the hospital. 

“So, what have you been up to?” Hanna asked Jason casually, shifting the attention away from [Y/N] for which the latter was grateful for. 

“I’ve been replanting all day,” Jason replied. “I’m putting up a fence as well.” 

“A fence? Why?” Spencer asked – her eyes and voice were obvious of her suspicion of Jason. 

“Privacy, security,” Jason answered, his voice turning a little rough. “There’s a lot of curious creeps in the world and one way or another, people are gonna mind their own business.”

The girls looked at each other subtly, feeling a little uneasy with Jason’s piercing eyes shifting between them. 

“You girls better go home,” he said before turning to walk back into his house. 

The girls walked a little further away and stopped by the side of the road again when they heard the sound of Jason shutting the door. 

“[y/n/n], you didn’t tell us Jason visited you,” Spencer shot instantly.

“I didn’t think it was important,” [Y/N] replied, shrugging a little. 

“But, why did he visit you?” Aria asked, frowning in confusion. 

“He was probably being nice, Aria,” Hanna answered before [Y/N] could. “And, yes, I know that he visited [y/n/n], because I ran into him there.” 

[Y/N] looked at Hanna at the blonde’s easy lie. Hanna didn’t meet Jason at the hospital; [Y/N] had told Hanna about Jason visiting her with some get well soon gifts. Since Hanna was already aware of her feelings towards Jason, she was the only person [Y/N] felt comfortable sharing about his unexpected visit with. 

“Look, he probably visited me, because he felt obligated to since he worked on Ali’s memorial with us,” [Y/N] said, hoping to move past this topic. 

“That makes sense,” Emily said calmly after a few moments, which caused Aria and Spencer to loosen up a little as well. “And, am I the only one thinking who is Jason trying to keep out with that fence?” 

“Keep out or keep in?” Spencer asked back, and [Y/N] could tell the former still believed that Jason was helping Ian hide and had some part in killing Ali. 

“Look, it’s too late to be doing this,” Hanna said. Similar to [Y/N], Hanna had an idea of where Spencer might be going with this and she was exhausted to be working on any more mysteries for the night. “Let’s just do this at school tomorrow or whatever.” 

[Y/N] internally sighed in relief when the other girls agreed with Hanna and parted ways, making their ways towards their houses. 

“Thanks for the rescue back there,” [Y/N] told Hanna once it was just the two of them. 

“Anytime, [y/n/n],” Hanna grinned, looping her arm around [Y/N]’s, making the latter chuckle. 

The two made their ways towards their homes in comfortable silence, hoping to get some rest before facing the stressful days ahead.

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[i1f3klic]

Dark! Jason Dilaurentis X Black Reader

Warnings: language, back shots, slight forced motion, bathroom sex, oral

"y/n, get your ass over here right now" the blonde said through the phone. You and four others were best friends with the meanest girl in Rosewood.

Even worse, she would force you specifically to sleepover at her house. Days ago, she had told you she was getting anonymous texts from someone named "A". Meaning, Allison was as clingy has ever. I’ve never seen her scared before. I was genuinely worried.

So when she called I always went.

"Fine, just let me pack my stuff" I uttered. I frantically stuffed my bag with needed necessities, and made my way over to Ali's.

I knocked on her front door and to my surprise, her big brother Jason answered it. He glared at me erotically, as if I wore a naked bird waiting for its mother to bathe him.

The glare went on for about a minute. Was he going to let me through or what. I hope Alison comes down the stairs, I hate awkward silences. Jason was so tall and so muscular you could his body print through the shirt. I couldn’t deny it, Jason was really fine. The first time I met him was in the summer of 6th grade, I was sure he was annoyed by me.

“Do you wanna go to your friend or should I close the door” he asks. I shake my head yes and walk past him and I go straight to Allison’s room. I don’t even look back, my body aches in embarrassment. Jason seemed mad, maybe something happened before I came and now I made him more upset.

Hours have gone by, and we still haven't figured out who "A" is. I don’t want to sound like a bad friend or anything but I’m not really surprised that Allison has someone bothering her. She torments other people and I hate when she does that shit. I almost stopped being her friend because of it ,she begged me for days to forgive her and I finally budged.

Allison was really scared though, I’d never seen her in this state before, she’s usually the bully but now she’s the bullied. She’s digging in her box, looking at all the notes from A. I squeeze her shoulder, so she’s knows I’m here for her. “Alli maybe you should give this a break, and A hasn’t texted once since I have been here, maybe they’re done”

“They are not, I’m telling you if u weren’t here, they would be sending paper plates to my window with threats” She looks at me as her face is puffy, I haven’t made to much attention to her face since I got here, but her eyes are puffy and her skin is red. She had been crying. “We could go to the cops and report them” As I finish the sentence she breaks out into tears crashing into her bed. “Don’t you think I thought that, they’ll hurt me if I do it” I’m about to open myself but her mother walks right in and calls us for dinner.

The table was so quiet, it differed largely from my household. There was no loud kids crying , no small conversations nothing.

I kept trying to figure out who would be trying to mess with Allison but the list of people who hated ali was too long. She’s so scared and fragile kind of like a baby, it was like I was walking on glass around her. I could say one thing and she’ll crack. I didn’t know what to say to her and she didn’t tell the rest of the girls, so I don’t have anyone else to talk about this too.

I picked at my spaghetti and meatballs, twirling the noodles on my fork. My thoughts were interrupted when I felt a large hand on my thigh, I look down to see Jason's hand caressing it.

I didn’t hate it, it’s not like Jason was unattractive but he was Ali’s big brother so he was automatically off limits. I learned that when Hannah looked at him too hard last summer and Ali had a fit. If she sees this she’s definitely gonna do more then have a fit. I can’t do this Ali, she was just crying infront of me upstairs and now I’m getting touched by her brother, am I a bad friend.

I closed my eyes hoping when I open them again his hand would disappear but it didn’t. I opened them again to still see his hand still on my bare thigh. I had to leave. Allison and I have had our arguments and pretty fights but this is pushing it. I get Allison mad but who knows what she would do is she was furious.

"Can I be excused" I asked before getting up without hearing an answer. I had to get out of that situation, I head to bathroom and wash my face, I was sweating like crazy. I look at myself in the mirror to see Jason behind me. His hard body was pressed up on my butt. I realize I was practically arching in front of the mirror.

“You were gonna leave with out saying goodbye” he asked. I look at him using the mirror,he was looking down at me. N-no just needed to step away for a few” I stuttered. He moved his body slowly caressing his groan on my butt.The feeling was painful but a good painful, I wanted to feel more of that.

If Ali sees this I’m dead. Before I knew it Jason pants came off and so did mine. He bent me over the sink and my arch was lowkey pretty. He moved his dick up and down, teasing me. He slide it inside slowly , we both moaned as it was entering. He started slow and I couldn’t control myself, my moans were just slipping out with no control. Hearing this he went even faster, he covered my mouth. So nobody would hear, his groans were low and sexy.

"You like that princess" he asked. I couldn’t even answer, his dick was taking me away. He went faster and faster, you could hear the sink rattling a little bit. I was enjoying it but I was getting worried, what if Allison came looking for me, I’ve been gone for some time now. He grabs my neck and he goes fully in, he takes slow shots. I’m taking every inch of him. He groaned loudly, he came.

He was so close behind me, I could feel his body heat. He turned me around and looked in my face. I didn’t look away for a second. He was so beautiful I couldn’t take my eyes off him. His lips looked so soft, I had to taste them. I leaned in and kissed him , he kissed back. Our tongues were fighting each other and his mouth tasted like fresh mint. He was such a good kisser, I loved every sound he made. He groaned and I moaned, he reached into my shirt grabbing my titties. He took them out the bra and started touching my nibbles. His hands were so cold, goosebumps came over my body. He lifted up my shirt and started sucking my titties.

Nobody has ever done that to me before. The boys in this town don’t know how to please a girl, since jason was man he knew how to do it. He looked up at me with his brown/green eyes (I forgot the color), he looked like an angel, my pussy was in heat, I took his hands and brought them down to my pussy, he took a look at me and put his head in between my legs. I moaned softly, so he could hear. His head was warm and his tongue was so wet. He was eating me out, it felt so good. I was leaking into his mouth and he slurped up everything. “Jason” I moan. I brush my hand through his hair, it was extremely soft. As I came in his mouth, there was a knock on the door, Ali was on the other side of it.

“Y/n, Y/n” she screamed, she banged on the door, I was so scared I pushed jason off of me and started putting my clothes on. He looks at me calm, I motion my hand to the shower , and he goes in it I throw him his clothes and I leave the bathroom.

“What took you so long”

“I had gas” I lied.

“Ew” she said, she walks and I follow behind her. More A hunt, I turn around and I see Jason quietly leaving the bathroom. We lock eyes and he blows me a kiss. Oh my god Jason is so fine

Note;

I rewrote it, hope y’all enjoy.