#arón piper imagine

[b00tyliciousbabe]

my baby daddies - ep. 1

my comeback era xx

arón piper x male reader

summary: inside edition the slutty thoughts i have for mr piper xx

notes: hi ppl, hope y’all missed me. i’m back, after like a year of hibernation, with another imagine! hope you guys are all doing well <3 i will be releasing 2 other series (‘the DILFs’ and a surprise one 🤭) so stay tuned! plus y’all better thank me, I lost this draft not once, but TWICEEEE! happy with this iteration though.

apologies in advance y’all this is gonna be chaotic…and my spanish is very rusty.

you met arón on the set of ‘elite’ because you were in between working with the hair and makeup team whilst designing the costumes. You had familiarised yourself with the entire crew and made loads of friends but from day 1 it was clear that your connection with him was unparalleled. the pinnacle of romantic chemistry. it’s giving one of those moments in the films when the two lovers have their meet cute, staring into each others eyes and the rest of the world is just in their peripheral because at that moment only two people exist - you and him. From then on, the whole crew shipped you guys together, with your work besties ester (who plays carla) and mina (who plays nadia) urging you to make out with him. He too was not exempt from this teasing, and a lot of his fellow male cast mates lowkey pressured him to ask you out. Whilst the premiere was coming up, you began sorting out the final designs for the next season, he ran into the studio wearing nothing but calvin briefs.

“Y/N, you’ve gotta help me.” He said desperately. You were taken aback. You’d never seen someone look so hot while they were needy.

“hey arón, what seems to be the problem?” He threw his hands up in the air in frustration. “can’t you see I’m practically naked?” You bit your lips taking in all of him “failing to see the issue here” which garnered a chuckle from him. “please y/n i’m so lost right now, i have no clue what to do” arón began panting which made you panic a lil bit. Placing your hands on his chest, you calmed his beating heartbeat “it’s okay, you know i’ve got you” Pulling one of your personal designs from the rack, you dressed him like he was your ken doll.

“i can do my own buttons you know,” he smiled watching you concentrate and manipulate the fabric to accentuate his features “i know but you wouldn’t be able to execute the vision i had for you in my mind” his eyes softened “you base your designs off me?” you looked up and met his gaze. “i’m not tryna give you a big head or anything, because it’s already quite elliptical, but kinda i guess.” he giggled as you watched his smile make his face look even cuter. “awww you got a lil crush on me,” aròn chuckled as you playfully beat his chest. “i mean, you’re handsome af I’ll give you that,” you felt his chest heaving with passion “why do you ask?” aròn held both your hands stopping you from working. “y/n,” you look up, all doe-eyed, surprised at the lack of distance between your lips. he breathed closer, opening the gates to your mouth as he graced you with a peck that lasted what felt like ages. the rest was history; that night he debuted the two of you as a couple to which was met with so much love.

you are at your gushiest whenever aròn smiles. it just makes you feel so happy seeing him so cute and all. stroking his cheek in the morning staring at him grinning in his sleep - probably dreaming of you.

the art of communication has always been strong in your relationship. your spanish-german bf was trilingual and meeting you pushed him to learn more on the side. your spanish was decent, certainly nothing to be proud but it improved drastically working on the show and being with aron. you were also highly proficient in two other languages and so he was adding to your roster. your relationship with him was a testament to the betterment of both people in a couple, you both pushed each other to try new things.

aron’s love language is definitely physical touch closely followed by gift giving, and so it made sense that he would buy you jewellery (even giving you his own) so he could both adore and adorn you. your favourite present he’s ever given you was the ‘A’ necklace he flaunts in a lot of his insta posts. he just loves seeing it around your neck - he’s yours. he even has an ‘A’ tattoo that now always reminds him of you.

even in the bedroom the necklace pays a huge role:

“my pretty little muñequita, fuck you feel so good.” he praised, railing you painstakingly slowly in missionary. you watched his eyes mirroring your overstimulated expression, as it darkened with his desire for more. you moved to his necklace which swung gracefully with every deep thrust. “ughhh” aròn’s moans got even loader you picked the pendant up and put it in between his teeth to muffle him. the sweat began to drip off his face as he began to imprint his teeth into the crystals, groaning in pleasure. “Nghhhh nghhh nghhh” it was getting too much for him as he dropped it, all red, hot, and bothered, directly into your mouth. You bit it seductively making your bf smile. other times when he’s hitting it from the back in prone bone, your hot bodies are cooled by the ice around his neck providing an amazing sensation when he spurts his warm cum inside you.

aròn is pretty decently hung, a bit on the skinnier side, nothing monstery, but deffo larger than average and it bends to the left. his favourite position is probably missionary; he wants to see the pleasure he’s giving you. the moans, your eyes, your lips, he wants to soak it all up and treasure every single expression you make whilst he’s inside you. you really like cowgirl as you’ve noticed it gets the most laughs and smiles from him, your biggest weakness. aròn loves it as well. the sight of you holding his pecs, bouncing up and down his pole as he grabs your ass sends him into overdrive. “shit mi amor, ughh, fuck, you sure know how to ride my dick.”

his kryptonite is oral. he’s such a whore for that mouth of yours. you guys waited for quite a while to have any nsfw activity because you wanted to establish a deep romantic connection first. so about 6 months into your relationship, you gave him head for the first time and OH MY GOSHHHH. you were coming back from date night, aròn wore an unbuttoned white dress shirt with chains and rings, all styled by you. it was raining and y’all decided to walk around the city and so tour chivalrous boyfriend offered his blazer to stop you from getting cold. you had never been more attracted to him. the way his wet hair laid messy on his head, abs protruded through his drenched shirt, it turned you on. so when you got into his apartment, you grabbed his hand and took him into the bedroom.

“despacio baby” he chuckled. you pushed him onto the bed, straddling and welcoming him with a kiss. you felt him grow beneath your ass, a sign for you to get on your knees. “y/n, wait what are you doing” aròn says as you began to unbuckle his pants. you didn’t hear, your brain too loud with horny thoughts to answer him. “cariño…” he held your hands at his belt. “are you sure you want to do this.” he asked worriedly, knowing how important sex was to you. “i’ve never been more sure of anything in my life” you mirrored his smirk, as he moved his hands, unbuttoning his shirt whilst you pulled his pants to his trousers. His tan cock stood strong, pink tip peaking through his freckled foreskin. he had a light brown bush leading up to his happy trail, urging you to lick down from his abs to his balls. “I’m so hard right now,” you started bobbing up and down and noticed how much of a panter he was. when he was close you started to deepthroat, to which he responded with a loud moan, yanking his dick out of your mouth and giving you the nastiest facial ever.

fucking loved it, as if he couldn’t love you more already…you were such a cockdrunk slut for him.

music plays a huge part of your relationship. when you guys are in the sheets, the symphony that comes from your bedroom is actually next level. oftentimes, aròn catches you humming and singing in the shower, to your embarrassment. “why are you hiding your face, your voice is incredible.” he praises. for his upcoming album, whilst in the studio, you came to check up on your bf bringing your freshly homemade brownies that you knew he loved. you knew aròn had been having a bit of a hard time completing one of the final tracks. as his team listened back to the record your bf was getting frustrated “ughhh it’s shit!” as he growled chucking song sheets across the room. “y/n you’ve got to speak to him, no one else is getting through to him and we are on a tight deadline” the executives who were present at the times warned. “he’ll be ready, i can assure you” you urged everyone else to leave the room. “aròn.” he didn’t answer. your tone softened, “papí…” you moved to him, noticing how tense he was getting. he looked up at you with teary eyes, hurting at how anxious he was getting. you knew what to do. “come on.” he followed u back into the recording booth. the track was playing, and all you did was talk, he spoke about his issues with fame, love, and life, and it was the perfect outro/interlude. you also added background vocals and harmonies into his tracks and the media went wild for it!

[ferrstappen]

So… imagine Lando x actress!reader, who do you think Lando would actually get jealous of? Like he’d maybe feel insecure, etc. I don’t have many options so pls if you have more ideas send them to me 🩵

[escritordecontos]

Silêncio

Silêncio é a atual melhor série da Netflix. Pena que são 6 episódios. Assisti três ontem e três hoje. Acabou. Vai ter segunda temporada? Há possibilidade. No elenco Arón Piper e Manu Rios, este último na pele de um personagem que não tem muito a ver, mas ser um bom ator é isso, interpretar personagens inusitados, interpretar e.t.. Arón Piper interpreta o personagem principal, Sergio, um adolescente que matou os pais, sim, matou a mãe e o pai, jogou-os da sacada do apartamento, quem nunca teve esse desejo que atire a primeira pedra, a mãe ele já tinha furado num desentendimento que precedeu a briga que culminou no arremesso. Depois arrumou o pai com a habilidade de um atleta olímpico. Arremessar mãe e pai da sacada não é para qualquer psicopata, é para o melhores. A série também faz uma crítica oportuna para esses religiosos, no caso é um pastor de uma igreja não tradicional, que se metem a regenerar os perdidos. A gente sabe que está cheio de "crente" assim, gente de igrejas, que vão aos presídios e cadeias jogar as redes evangélicas em busca de pecadores arrependidos. Os arrependidos são bons em enganar essa gente. Sergio matou os pais ainda menor de idade, ficou uns anos num lugar que comparado ao que a gente sabe ser esses lugares similares aqui no Brasil, parece um hotel dos bons, mas Sergio vive em Bilbao e não Brasil, onde os presídios parecem os quintos dos infernos, nem Dante imaginou algo similar. Bilbao é um lugar que eu quero conhecer, Bilbao, Marbella, Lappeenranta (Bordertown/Finlândia), L.A., Nova York, São Francisco, Roma, Jerusalém, Cairo, Berlin, Paris, Londres, Barcelona, Lisboa, Madrid, Ancara, Capadócia... Mais ou menos nessa ordem, e espero começar a conhecer logo antes que a lista aumente. E ainda há mais cidades no mundo e sobretudo no Brasil que eu quero conhecer, no Brasil tem as exóticas como Manaus e Belém, depois todas as capitais do Nordeste e Porto Alegre, cidades clichês. E ir principalmente a pequenas cidades com Paraty, São João Del Rey, Bonito (Bonito tenho medo porque tem cobra grande lá, e eu tenho medo de cobra grande)... Na verdade eu gostaria de ter novamente o pique que tinha quando era mais novo para aventuras rodoviárias, pegar o carro e sair por aí viajando. Hoje tenho um Jeep, um Renegade, acho tão propício para isso, mas o máximo que o meu carro faz é sair de Curitiba cerca de 100 quilômetos, Ponta Grossa e o litoral, depois de uma certa idade passei a achar as estradas muito perigosas, para distâncias mais longas vou de avião, que acho bem seguro, ao contrário da Rita Lee eu acredito nos aviões, mesmo nos brasileiros. Acho que seria super agradável com uma companhia agradável fazer uma agradável viagem de carro pelo Brasil afora, Jeep é um carro bem legal para viajar. É o vinho. De volta ao assunto, Arón Piper está muito bem no papel do psicopata Sergio, se bem que acho que qualquer pessoa fica bem no papel de um psicopata, seja no cinema, numa série e até na vida real. Verdade. Como diria a irmã Nadir, vai para o inferno sim, mas vai em grande estilo. Vocês estão sem os pelos cu de tanto saber o que acho da vida, primeiro que é rápida, segundo que não existe nada pior do que ser uma pessoa comum, uma vadia básica. Se não assistiu Silêncio, assista logo, puta, e se delicie com a série, depois criamos um grupo do herege Telegram e organizamos uma excursão para Bilbao, visitamos os lugares onde a série foi filmada e organizamos uma masturbação coletiva imaginando Piper e Rios transando.

[oopsiedoopsie23]

Not another rich girl | Ander Muñoz x reader

A/N: I’m actually motivated to write 2 imagines back to back? Who the fuck am I? Anyways, I know that this request included smut but I tried and it was just super cringe to me so I had to scratch that, but I hope that this imagine is still good! Oh and this is a long one bitches, so happy reading!

Request: hi! i love your writing! could u possibly write something smut with ander (being straight) ? like he goes out one night just to find a girl to have sex with, and the meets the reader and have sex with her and on the next day he finds out she’s the new girl frim his school. and the like fall in love and something like that

Warnings: mentions of sex, alcohol, swearing

Clutching both you and your friend’s drinks in both hands while also trying to keep your favourite clutch from falling onto the floor was not as easy as you thought it would be, not to mention with the crowds of people around you dancing and sucking each other’s faces off.

You gasp when someone bumps into you causing you to stumble, but before you could face plant in the middle of the dance floor, you feel a pair of hands catch you.

“Holy fuck!”

You hear a low voice chuckle, “I just saved your life.”

“Yeah thanks, I think my friend would have killed me if I showed up without their drink.”

You hear him chuckle once again and it literally sounds like music to your ears.

The two of you stand there for a moment in the middle of the dance floor, looking at one another before he awkwardly sticks his hand out for you to shake, 

“Ander.”

you smile, before awkwardly motioning to the drinks still in your hands, “I would shake your hand but mine seem to be a bit full.”

You giggle as his cheeks redden at the realization.

“Here,” you take one of the drinks in your hands and place it in his outstretched one, “now, I can shake your hand.”

He smirks and shakes his head, almost in disbelief, but still shakes your hand,

“Beautiful and smart, I like that.”

“Hot and cocky, not sure if I like that.” you smirk, 

“Would it change if I help you carry these drinks so your friend won’t kill you?”

You pretend to seriously think about the option even though you both knew that there was no way you would turn down his offer, “I’d reconsider it.”

Ander sarcastically rolls his eyes and lets you lead him through the crowded dance floor to a small table in the corner of the room where another girl impatiently sits, with her phone in her hands.

“Y/N c’mon that took you li-” You roll your eyes knowing what’s about to happen, 

“Oh sorry, I didn’t realize that Y/N would bring something else back besides our drinks.”

You scoff and give Ander an apologetic look, “Y/F/N, chillax, he saved me from falling on my ass and helped me bring the drinks back.”

You practically forced the drink into their hands to stop them from saying anything else before turning to Ander once again, “Sorry, they’re a little drunk.”

He gives a sheepish smile, “Nah, don’t worry about it, I’m sure my friends wouldn’t have been much better if I showed up with you carrying our drinks to our table, too.”

Your eyes widened at the revelation, “Holy shit you’re here with people? Sorry, they must be worried about where you are!”

Ander gives another chuckle that makes your heart flutter, “Nah don’t worry about it, we come here often enough for me to know that they’re probably sucking each other’s faces off by now.”

Your face scrunches up into a face of pure disgust making Ander chuckle once again, “Only single one in the group?”

“Is that your way of asking me if I’m single?”

“Don’t flatter yourself pretty boy.”

“So you think I’m pretty?”

“I think you’re a boy.”

“Can you two find a bathroom to hook up in, already? The sexual tension between you two is killing me.”

The two of you turn to look at your friend, now with an empty glass in their hand, cheeks tinted red, drunkenly laughing at your facial expressions,

You’re about to give them another rhetorical response when they abruptly stand and walk past you, muttering about getting another drink. 

“Well...they’re...”

“A bitch when drunk? Yes, yes they are.”

The two of you sit down at the now empty table, and the both of you fall into a comfortable silence as you look around the club, watching various drunk teens stumble around.

You’re entertained watching a group of teens around your age on the balcony, drunkenly laughing and grinding on one another when Ander drags you out of your thoughts, 

“And that, is why I’m here with you.”

“What?”

“Those drunken bastards back there,” Ander points back to the group of friends that you were watching, “Are my friends.”

You burst out laughing much to Ander’s amusement,

“Sorry, it’s just that...they seem to be on a whole other level of drunk compared to everyone else in here.” You lift your arm, motioning to the others in the club to prove your point, 

“No, I get it, like, don’t get me wrong, I’m down for getting drunk, but...”

“You don’t want to be grinding and making out with all of them.”

“That, and I’m the only single one in the group.”

“Ha! I knew it!”

“Yeah, yeah, doesn’t really help that they’re all dating each other too.”

Your faces scrunches up again, making Ander burst out laughing, 

“C’mon then pretty boy, let’s go take shots to take your mind off of your horny friends.” You stand up and take his hand, dragging him out of his seat, 

“You must really like my looks, don’t you?”

“Because of that, you’re paying.”

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After an hour of shots and bottles of champagne (you didn’t bother questioning Ander’s strange mix of alcohol), you and Ander were left laughing and stumbling through the streets after sending your friend home in a taxi. 

Ander led you through streets and alleyways until the two of you were standing at a lookout point, at the edge of town,

The two of you stand there for a moment in silence, hand in hand, looking at the view, until you break the silence, 

“If we spent this whole night flirting just for you to kill me, I’ll be super pissed.”

Ander chuckles for what feels like the hundredth time that night, making the butterflies in your stomach flutter, 

“How would you even be pissed at me if you’re dead?”

“I have my ways.”

Another comfortable silence engulfed the two of you before you broke it once again, 

“I wish this moment lasted forever.”

“Well it would if you could keep quiet for more than 30 seconds.”

You pout causing a wide smile to spread on Ander’s face while he pinches your cheeks. 

“Anyways, tell me why you want this moment to last forever.”

You sigh, turning away from the boy to face the beautiful view, 

“My dad just got a huge promotion and apparently I’m not good enough for a regular public school now, so he’s sending me to some fancy, rich kid school.”

Ander smiled, wrapping his arm around you, 

“C’mon it probably won’t be that bad.”

“There’ll probably be a lot of people acting like your friends, there.”

“Is that a good thing or a bad thing?”

“You tell me.”

“Touché.”

Maybe it’s the alcohol still coursing throughout both of your veins, or the butterflies still fluttering in your stomach but the next thing you know, Ander’s lips are on yours, your hands are on his face, tracing his jawline and his hands are drawing circles on your hips. 

The two of you move in sync, hands travelling down the others’ body, trying to get as much as you could of the other before either of you could change your minds. 

Ander slowly pulls back, letting you both catch your breath before silently leading you down a set of stairs to an abandoned couch.

“This totally isn’t sketchy at all.”

Ander turns to you, eyes sparkling, “Do you trust me?”

You smile and close the gap between the two of you once again, letting your lips connect, “Of course I do.”

“Good.”

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You wake up to the sound of birds chirping and a bright light shining on your face, at first you just groaned and rolled over but when you bumped into a hard chest, your eyes widened in realization and you had to cover your mouth quickly to stop yourself from screaming. 

You sit up and quickly scramble for your phone, sighing in relief when you find it on the ground with your abandoned clutch and heels. Turning it on, you gasp when you see the time, 5:00 am. 

You had exactly 3 hours to find a cab, explain to your parents why you were still in your dress from the night before, sit through their boring lecture about being responsible, change into your new uniform, and run out the door. 

You sigh and pick up your shoes, making sure you had all of your things before a new realization dawned on you...Ander.

Sweet, charming, Ander, who was still sleeping peacefully on the couch, oblivious to your leaving. 

You walk over to him, running a hand through your hair before giving him a gentle kiss on his forehead. 

May we meet again, sweet Ander.

Giving the sleeping boy one last look, you turn around, and walk away. 

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Ander grumbled as he walked into the full classroom. 

“Did someone not get enough sleep last night?” 

Ander shot a smiling Guzmán a glare before sitting down at his usual table.

“I saw you with that hot girl last night.” Guzmán sang once again, wiggling his eyebrows.

Ander let out a groan, trying to ignore Guzmán’s childish gaze.

“I mean, where did you even go? Your mom called and I had to tell her that you were sleeping at my house.”

“Drop it Guzmán.” 

Guzmán‘s smile dropped as he scooted closer towards his best friend, a concerned look adorning his face upon noticing the anger and sadness laced in Ander’s voice,

“Ander, I know you’re not okay, what the fuck happened?” 

“She fucking left me, okay? She left this morning without a word.”

“Ander...”

“I’m fine Guzmán, seriously it happens, I just- I thought that she was different.”

Before the boy could respond, the two hear the voice of Ander’s mom interrupt their conversation,

“Attention all of you, we have a new student today and I hope that you all give her a warm welcome.”

Ander groans, “Jesus Christ, not another rich girl.”

But his heart stops when a familiar pair of eyes are looking back at him, from the front of the room. 

“Now everyone, this is Y/N L/N, would you please have a seat next to Ander, over there?”

He watches in shock as you give a slight nod and smile to his mother and slowly make your way towards him.

“Hi...” you awkwardly mutter as you sit down in the empty chair beside him.

His jaw clenches but he doesn’t say a word, instead trying to ignore your pleading look and Guzmán’s confused one. 

But after about 15 minutes of silence, he couldn’t take it anymore, 

“Why did you leave without saying goodbye?” he whispers, so only you could hear,

Out of the corner of his eye, he sees you gulp and hesitantly turn towards him, 

“I didn’t know what to say...hey I got to go home and get ready for my first day at the best school in the fucking country that apparently you go to, too?”

Ander couldn’t hold back the chuckle that escaped him and gently nudged your shoulder with his, 

“Hey, now you can go to the club with the horny bastards and I.”

He laughed as you made the scrunched up face of disgust that made his heart beat ten times faster.

“Jesus Christ, do I have to?”

[iwriteimagines]

jealous | arón piper imagine

a/n: sorry for the mistakes. english isn't my first language. requests are open.

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starring in a netflix tv show has been one of your dreams ever since you started acting. when you got a role in the famous show, élite, you were ecstatic. you were so anxious on your first day, because you came when they started shooting season 3 and the cast already knew each other. even though at the end of the day, you were there for work, not to make friends. that would be just a nice bonus.

and it was a nice bonus. amazing one actually. there wasn't one person you wouldn't like. everyone was sweet and nice. they all made you feel welcomed. you knew you'd be friends for a long time.

you were shooting with arón the most since you were playing a character that was ander's new best friend. that meant you spent a lot of time with him. not only during the scenes, but also when you were on breaks and you shared rides home. you weren't best friends only in the show, but also in real life. but you started to catch feelings. who wouldn't after spending every day with someone. and you knew he felt something too. he had to. you weren't oblivious and he wasn't good at hiding it. every time you had to kiss someone on the set, he either just stared at you and then wouldn't talk to you for a while or he left the room.

it was like this until the final day of shooting. hanging out every day, flirting constantly. you wanted him to make the first move. but you were also getting bored. so you thought why not prove that you're right. and there was only one way to do that. to make him jealous.

after the final scene, you all decided to go to a club to celebrate.

you all were starting to get a little drunk. arón was searching for you with his eyes all the time. that's when you decided it was a good idea to do what you were about to do.

"it's show time, ladies." you said as you looked at estér and danna who knew about your plan and your feelings the whole time.

you went over to a random guy and started dancing with him. really closely. you didn't expect arón to come over as quickly as he did. he grabbed your hand and pulled you outside.

"y/n, are you out of your damn mind?" he yelled. "that was a stranger. he could've assaulted you or something."

"and why do you care?" you got him exactly where you wanted.

this caught him off guard. "i don't." he turned around and went back into that club. you didn’t expect that kind of response. you thought he’d confess his love for you.

those two words made your night worse. you returned to that club, danna and estér already waiting for you with a drink, assuming what happened since they saw arón storm in.

"why does he have to be so stubborn? why can't he just realise that he likes me?"

"maybe this is all new to him or he's just scared of admitting his feelings to himself and to you." estér said.

"you should go and talk to him." danna added, looking at arón sitting in a booth with a drink in his hand.

you stood up and made your way over to him.

"i'm sorry." you said while sitting down.

he just looked at you with a weak smile. "i've liked you for some time now and i thought you liked me too. so i tried to make you jealous, but obviously it didn't work." you said while looking on the ground. he was silent for a while.

"hey, look at me."

"i like you too." you both smiled and he leaned in. "and you did make me jealous." you chuckled at his remark and smashed your lips onto his.

[blurbtown]

disc: I do not condone smoking. Pls don’t smoke - it is v bad for u. 

Hanging out with Arón while he’s shooting Elitê is a blast. There’s always a cast mate or two around his apartment, ending a long day of shooting with a glass of wine and a cig. Tonight, its Omar and Itzan. Arón is draped on an arm chair, with you on his lap. The rest of the boys are scatters around the living room, smoking and having a laugh. Every time Arón laughs, he readjusts himself in the chair and pulls you closer. It warms your heart to see him in his element with the people he loves. Jumping off his lap, you ignore his sounds of protest as you walk towards the bed room in search of your polaroid camera. When you’re back in the living room, you usher the boys onto one side, trying to direct them into some resemblance of civilisation. It is like herding cats, but you finally get a nice snapshot. You look up at Arón with glee, grinning at the photograph. You scramble up and go to stick this picture onto a makeshift photo album walk, littered with polaroids held up with sellotape. He watches you walk away (mostly because he loves to watch you walk away) and his heart flutters to see you so comfortable in his house. In the past, if anyone else tried to make his house their home, his heart would panic and shut down all non-essential feelings. Which inevitably led to the demise of a relationship (or ten). But you are patient and kind, and willing to help Arón explore what being in an adult relationship is like without forcing him into something. Or manipulating him. And Arón has never felt safer; he feels the warmth in his chest rise to his neck as you walk back and take your seat on his lap, shouting an insult at Itzan, which earns a roaring round of laughter from your love and Omar. 

[jaeyunluvs]

you’re mine - aron piper

Requested by @fashphotolife : yeah just like a hot jealous aron bc like ugh that’s probably hot 🥵Not really a specific request but just like a hot jealous aron Piper imagine

A/N: AHH I LOVE JEALOUS IMAGINES!!!!! Thank you so much for requesting! I saw many people doing the jealous interview thing, like buzzfeed interviews and stuff, it’s gonna be similar to that !

disclaimer: i don’t know any of these people personally, i made some characters up! english is my second language so please let me know if i have mistakes! :) also poor spanish, i’m sorry profesor

note: im sorry i used starbucks, pls don’t sue me that’s the only international coffee brand i can remember!  it’s unedited :))

word count: 1,5K

warnings: none but hot jealous aron is on his way ;) oh and crappy writing :’)

gif creds to @piperaron​ - <3

“Y/N! Come on! We’re getting late!” Your boyfriend Aron warned you at the phone. He was downstairs, waiting for you. You were getting prepared for the live interview with the Elite cast, including you. 

“Okay, okay!” you said on the phone and closed. You wore a white elegant dress and kinda revealing but you didn’t mind cause you looked amazing. When you ran downstairs you saw a curly head in a car, looking in your direction.

“Wo-w, hola carina” He stared at you, breathless. 

“hi babe!” You get in the car and kissed him on the lips. He still stared at you so you decided to speak up.

“earth to Aron! you there?” you stared at his brown eyes filled with love. He blushed and looked away kinda embarrassed.

“Lo siento amor you’re just to beautiful!” Now it was your turn to blush. He giggled, placed a kiss your lips and started the engine.

You wanted to stop and get coffee on your way. Aron wanted to come to get coffee with you. It was your local starbucks shop.

“Do you remember our first date was here?” Aron asked. You glanced and felt the nostalgia. 

“You were super nervous I can’t believe how you changed so much.” You answered smiling. He managed to laugh.

“Maybe you’re the reason why I’m changed” He stared at you. You giggled at his cheesiness.

“Hi can I get your order?” You and Aron were interrupted by a good looking employee asking for your order.

“Hi, can I get a Latte Macchiato please?” you asked.

“What’s your name?” He asked, looked like smiling.

“Y/N” you said not caring enough.

“I like your name just a pretty name for a pretty lady” he said not caring about the guy next to him. 

You were taken aback by the compliment with saying a simple thank you without emotion but before you could say anything more, Aron pushed you to his side, can’t tell that you guys are dating because you weren’t public.

“Careful big guy, she has a boyfriend and I’ll kick anyone’s ass if I see someone flirting with her.” He was raising his voice. You hold him down.

“Aron, Aron stop, stop, chill” you looked at him you knew he gets calmer when he looks you in the eyes. When he calmed down, you ordered for him. The poor barista was watching you guys on shock and fear. 

You paid and mouthed a sorry for his actions. He didn’t say anything just a weak smile. You hated when there’s a fight. 

Then you got your orders and when you were leaving Aron shouted. “My eyes on you” to the poor barista and he got so guilty in front of his customers.

You punched him in the arm. “Aron what the fuck? He was a poor boy, and we’re not public you know this is so normal.” You stated. Aron didn’t look at you just walked into the car.

“He can’t just flirt with a random girl especially you!” You held him by his wrist. 

“You know you’re the only guy for me right?” You looked at him with a serious expression. He managed to have a weak smile then continued to ride.

When you were on the interview set, Ester and Danna ran to you. 

“Hola bebe, we should get prepared. Hola Aron, go to the boys room.” Danna said. You waved your hand as a signal of saying “bye” and he did the same. The cast didn’t know you guys were a thing either.

You met the other female cast mates and had your make up artist prepare you. After preparing all the cast got into a room and sat around. You and Aron sat next to each other obviously. 

“Hello ColaStation watchers, I’m Amell Wilson and today, I’m here with the elite cast! we’re going to read fan messages and play “Who’s most likely to?”. Here we go!” He said cheerfully. 

Everyone introduced themselves and the interview started with “Who’s Most Likely To?” 

“Who’s most likely to be single?” Everyone pointed you and Aron. You both laughed. Amell, the interviewer smiled too.

“Who’s most likely to be rule a fashion company?” Most of the cast pointed you and you blushed. “You have a great taste in fashion, carina” Omar said, you thanked him by blowing him a kiss. One of a sudden, interviewer Amell commented “You do have a great taste in fashion Y/N you look beautiful.” He said. 

Aron was startled by this comment and you noticed this but ignored it because everyone was here.

You played the game for awhile, laughed, had fun together. By the interview continued you could see Amell watching you. Aron noticed and cleched his fists but couldn’t do anything.

You eventually had a break after the first game. The cast divided, but most of them went to outside to smoke, including Aron. You and Danna, went to restroom and the preparation room before going back to Aron’s. While you were waiting for Danna outside, you saw Amell approaching you. Oh no you thought yourself.

“Hi Y/N”

“Hello?”

“Umm so I-” Amell was interrupted by Danna. Thankfully because you were getting kinda uncomfortable and you hated making Aron like this

“¿Qué es lo que pasa aquí?” Danna came and tied her arm into yours started walking. 

“No lo se, he came and talk to me.” You made sure. Your look on your face was explaining and Danna trusted you so she didn’t make a scene.

Meanwhile in the smoking session, the boys were talking about how Amell looking at you.

“No lo se porque pero, Amell can’t stop staring at her.” Miguel claimed.

“Yeah it is getting kinda weird” Alvaro started a little laughter. Aron wasn’t paying attention, jealousy was burning inside of him.

“Imagine Y/N, one of the most beautiful girl in the world not being single. I can hear the people crying.” Omar said. Aron just smiled and smirked.

“Like Y/N would date him.” Aron said sarcastically. Everyone looked at Aron and noticed how angry he was. They knew something was behind this.

After thirty minutes, the cast turned back to do the last activity, anonymous fan comments on the actors.

It started with Ester. 

“ ’Ester Exposito is literally queen she’s my idol.’ Awhh thank you.” She blew some kisses to the camera.

“’ Alvaro is so underrated, he is a great actor. Keep up! Love you!’ Thank you so much I love you too!” Alvaro smiled.

“ ‘Aron Piper is that lucky guy to make out Omar. Don’t you think? I’m jealous.’” Omar just laughed and mouthed a thank you.

“’ Aron is literally every girls’ celebrity crush at this point. Thank you Elite creators.’” Aron just smiled and thanked at the comment. When they handed the box over you, Amell continued to stare at you.

“’Y/N is that girl that I would literally die for, I’m so happy she’s single can you marry me?’“ 

“Hahaha he’s kinda right!” Amell laughed and added. And this was the end of Aron’s patience. He couldn’t help but said,

“Too bad she has a boyfriend” He laughed grasping your hand quickly.

Everyone in shock, can’t say anything.

“I KNEW IT!” Itzan shouted

“ALVARO GIVE ME MY 50 EUROS” Jorge said laughing.

You looked at them in shock not knowing what’s going on. Alvaro groaned and gave him the 50 euro bill.

“We get into a bet, I knew you guys we’re dating” Jorge showing you the bill.

“Honestly, it couldn’t have been more obvious but I’m still mad you didn’t tell me” Danna said pouting.

“You guys are so cute together.” Mina said. You were so happy with all the comments you were receiving by the cast. Their blessings were really important. 

“Now, that it’s public, take your eyes off of my girlfriend.” Aron growled at Amell. You can see he was getting scared. They stopped the live and some advertisements to calm down Aron.

“Okay Aron, I think we should end this live and go.” You said holding him. He looked at you, he couldn’t stand your eyes.

After a break, everyone turned back to the interview, but it was super awkward. Amell couldn’t look at any of you.

“Thank you for the dearest elite cast, and thank you for watching. Don’t forget to like and subscribe for more of this content!” Amell said and the turned the camera to the cast to say goodbye.

Aron waved and immediately kissed you on the lips. Everyone was cheering. When you ended the kiss and live, your phone blew up from all of your friends and family.

Sister: ARE YOU DATING ARON? HOW?

Best friend: It’s funny how I know it and everyone’s getting crazy hehe

Brother: I’M GOING TO KICK HIS ASS 

You laughed at all the messages you’ve been receiving, especially your best friend’s. 

After the interview, Danna hold you and forced you to explain everything and all the details about you and Aron. 

“SPILL THE TEA!” Danna shouted.

“Umm so we started dating 3-4 months ago...” You continued to explain while watching everyone’s jaw dropped. For a little while later, Aron came smirking to you.

“Hey ladies, mind if I steal mi novia, for a minute?” 

“No Aron, ella es nuestras amiga.” fought Claudia laughing.

You smiled at girls “I’ll be back in 5″ and they continued to talk.

Aron held you close, holding your hand, pulling you to his side. 

“You’re mine. And no one can ever take you away from me.” He said whispering to your ear with a serious tone. “Especially a guy like A- what Ameelllo?” He said making you laugh with a funny tone this time

“Congrats Aron, you ruined the moment. I said it once, I’ll say it forever, don’t worry bebe, another guy like ‘Ameeellooo’ could never make me crazy like you do. ” 

[unicamendes]

arón piper. snapchat stories.

[i-like-pink-flowers]

i love ander? i just love him so much like i can’t even-

there are almost no imagines you can find with ander so i’m going to start writing some

the fandom needs to grow

EDIT: please if you have any requests tell me<3

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Quarantine games🌿

a/n: someone asked for this, I hope I didn’t let you down. I honestly don’t know where that came from. I have a strange mind and even stranger imagination. So, enjoy! 🌿

warning: maybe language and some explicit stuff. word count: 2.305

Arón Piper x reader 🌿

There are so many things going on in the world right now that you can’t even keep the step up with them. First, Italy confronts with this virus-thing and then you heard numbers too big for you to understand. More than nine hundred of deaths in one day in Italy, those news gave you goosebumps. Then you heard the news about Spain having a bad situation as well. You’ve been carefully every time, but this couldn’t keep you inside for more than four days, otherwise you’d go nuts. So when your best friend, Miguel, called and said that he and some friends wanted a gathering to watch together the new season of Élite, you accepted immediately. Inside Jorge’s apartament in Madrid were nine people and a cat, and the place was almost overcrowded. Two episodes and thirteen songs later, the news about a total lockdown and Spain being closed, gathered you in front of the TV. You are not allowed to leave the house , except for emergencies so even if you tried, you couldn’t reached your apartament, is like in the opposite side of Madrid.

“It’s not a big deal, right? We can get over this together.” Jorge told you and it was an subtle invitation to stay over. And you did stayed. The truth is, you were afraid of this situation and you didn’t want to get through this alone. You weren’t the only one thinking like that so you decided to manage this situation together. Danna was supposed to fly back in Mexic to be with her family, but the flight was cancelled. 

 Though you knew this people before, staying so many days together, you got to know them even better, for example how are they in their private space. A few days later, you finished the last season of Élite and all the food in the apartament. Day five of quarantine bring a bore bigger than the Empire State Building. You slept almost all day and ate, ghosting here and there. Danna let you borrow some clothes from her luggage but today you only could find dresses and fancy clothes. 

“Can somebody borrow me a t-shirt or something?” Ester just washed the laundry and now you need to wait them to dry. You weren’t the only one who wasn’t prepared for so many days away from home, you packed, just in case, for three days. Miguel, Omar and Álvaro weren’t prepared as well, but gladely they could count on Jorge and Arón. The latter was supposed to go visit his father’s family in Germany, but his flight was cancelled as well so he got stuck with you.

“I think I still have some clean ones in my baggage. You can look and take anything you like.” Arón responded from the window frame. He smokes too much when he is bored. And drinks. It’s already the third beer and the night just started. But you don’t want to say anything because it’s none of your business. You must addmit he is the one that caught your attention since the day one. You stalked him on Instagram a few days ago, trying to find something about him, maybe some pictures with a girlfriend or anything, but it´s nothing much. He keeps his life privately and that’s a thing you admire most at him. 

Surprisingly, he has an ordonate luggage and you find rapidly a t-shirt. He had many from expensive brands. You loved one shirt from Monclair, and said “why not?”, he said you could take anything you like. You screamed “Gracias, Arón!” and went for a shower.          

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After a warm shower, the anxiety started to spread from your body. When you dressed Arón’s t-shirt, a strage feeling attacked you and made you stare at the image in the mirror. You are wearing a shirt that isn’t yours, is a hot boy’s shirt, which fits you strangely perfect. And this smell... the smell of his cologne haunted you these days, but now is closer than ever and you can enjoy it without raising question marks from anyone. However you wished you could smell it from Arón while he is hugging you. “Nonsense, I am getting nuts!” you thought. But this handsome man would help your fantasies only growing day by day. You shooked your head and walked out of the bathroom, just to found everyone sitting round the coffee table.   

“Finally, we thought you died inside and we were just tossing a coin to see who had to rescue you.”  Miguel laughed and made some space for you to sit next to him.

“Good choice, that one is my favourite!” Arón winked at you and took a sip from a cocktail. 

“Ah, lo siento, I didn’t knew! I can change it if you want.” you said quickly, panicked. He smiled at you and waved his hand as in “keep it”.

“So, the rules are simple. Truth or dare. You don’t make any of them, you receive a punishment, alright?” they decided to play this game to animate a little this flat. All day you almost ignored each other and it wasn’t a wise movement. The depression started to fill in and Jorge, because it was his idea to keep all of you there, was feeling responsable for you bad mood. You played Poker three nights in a row, then “Uno” and even “Activity”. You won at Poker and made Arón kinda mad, but unfortunately lost at the other ones. You and Miguel are not a good pair for games. Jorge spinned the empty beer bottle which pointed Álvaro.

“Aye, amigo, truth or dare?” Jorge smiled wickedly.

“Truth.” Álvaro’s response came and everyone mumbled “chicken” at him. He rolled his eyes and waited for a question.

“What scene did you like filming the most?”

“That sex scene in the pool with you and Georgina.” the answer came and the laughs didn’t waited to burst. Then Álvaro had to dare Mina. “Drink that beer from one sip.” And Mina didn’t think twice before she grabbed the bottle.

“Easy with the beers, alright? There are not many left!” Arón attentioned all of you.

“Sure, we ran out of food and you are worried about the beers.” you like very much to provoke him. Arón looked at you menacing. When Mina spinned, Omar picked the truth.

“What is the funniest memory you have from the set?”

“From season 3?” he asked and Mina approved. “Maybe the one when I was supposed to mime a blowjob and he couldn’t stop laughing. I was bouncing my head up and down for a damn take until I’ve literally got dizzy.” he pointed at Arón and laughed while accepted the middle finger. You tought for a minute, that middle finger is like a signature for him, is one of the many specific things for him. 

“You blame me for laughing but you made some funny sucking noises!” Arón defended himself and you laughed even louder. Despite the noises, Omar could hear Miguel when he chose dare and it wasn’t a great idea.

“Mime a sex scene with anyone in this room.” Omar spoken out the final verdict. Miguel picked you up, despite the fact that you refused to do that with him. You wear some kind of short jeans, but they looked more like underwear, so when Miguel made you bend on one of the countertops, you looked like you were naked. He put his hands on your waist and mimed the “in and out” move behind your back.

“Come on, (y/n), you have to moan to make it credible!” Miguel pinched your arm and that made you sceam. “Well, that wasn’t really a moan, but it was better than nothing!” you could hear everyone laughing behind your back. When the torture finally ended, you faced Miguel with anger.

“I hate you for this!” you said, but he just laughed and passed you so he can also spin the bottle. Arón had a strange look on his face. You didn’t know if it was embarrassment or anger or any other feeling, but something bothered him. The bottle stopped in front of Arón and he choses truth. “What are your top three turn-ons?” Miguel looked at you after he spoke and winked. “Puta mierda!” you thought. Now everyone would know something is going on with you. The truth is you have a crush on Arón and Miguel kinda figured it out. The way he smiles, the way he moves, the way he smokes, everything is so perfect at him. Beside the amazing look, he have a good heart too, he’s a funny one and you find yourself some things in common with him.

“Wearing matching lingerie, playing with my hair and maybe the smell of food cooking.” he answered and it heard some of them whistling while and you almost turned red like a tomato. You are a shy one and dirty stuff made you turn red like a tomato every time.

When the bottle pointed you, almost frozed. Someone out there hates you for some reason, you thought. Arón is the last person you would have wanted to ask you. He smiled wickedly at you, licked his lips and made you pick truth or dare. You choose truth, obviously. “Who here would you most like to make out with?” he asked. ¡Joder!, he’s good at it.

“Pure curiosity or you have something in mind?” you challenged him, smiling like a devil.

“Are you gonna answer that or you want to let me find the answer by myself?” he’s not yielding either.

“I’ll wait to see how long would it take you to find out.”

“Fine, dare. Let two people give you a wet willy at the same time.” you crossed the nose.

“¡Joder!, that is gross! No, absolutely not!” you shooked your head.

“Then you need a punishment, (y/n).” someone finally interrupted the stare contest you and Arón unknowingly held. You found out it was Jorge.

“A punishment given by whom?” you hoped from the bottom of your heart not to hear Arón’s name. Not this time.

“Arón. And you are not allowed to reject this one.” ¡Joder!, it was like the game was against you.

“Siete minutos en el cielo con mi.” the others watched you and Arón as you were a fascinating movie, no one came between you. You had to take some time to understand what he said. Seven minutes in heaven. Seriously? You are not sixteen anymore and you are not trying to have your first kiss. You rolled your eyes. You were convinced that he doesn’t stand you a bit, and now he’s asking you to lockup with him seven minutes to what? Maybe he wanted to tell you to go home. You haven’t really talked to him much and you didn’t know him, but you can say, watching him from distance, he is a great man. And that “bad ass” face and attitude he always shows up, it’s just a mask. You thought he is the sweetest person inside there, because he let you somehow see a little of that side. But you had so many question marks. For something you were sure, you had his attention like he got yours. You couldn’t get him off of your head and that drives you crazy.

“Fine, seven minutes in hell. Ah, perdona me, I wanted to say heaven.” you played pretend because you didn’t had any clue what the hell he have in that beautiful head and just at the thought about staying seven minutes only with him, in a small place, made your stomach hurt in a way it never did before. You followed him into the bathroom and then he locked the door behind you. You wasn’t expecting the bathroom to be this small, but him with his big worked out body, occupies a lot of space. Your mouth was dry and you literally couldn’t help but stare at his lips. If you were uncertain about the answer to that question he asked you, now you are a hundred percent sure he’s the one that turns you on.

“You know, I think I found the answer to that question.” maybe he figured out on his own, because maybe you didn’t know how to play pretend, or maybe around him you can’t control yourself.

“Oh yeah, what’s the answer then?” you looked him bravely in his beautiful brown eyes.

“I am the answer.” he approached and you could smell his cologne, or maybe it was just the t-shirt you’re wearing. “And if I’m right, and I’m pretty sure I’m right.” he leans towards you and whisperes in your ear: “Then maybe you wanna know the real answer to Miguel’s question”

“Why would I?”

“Because it’s you. For months you are the first one on my top three turn-ons list. And I think I’m not the only one here who feels this way.” as an answer to his unspoken question, you closed the distance between you with a kiss full of desire. He doesn’t waste any time and responded with as many passion as you put in that kiss. He grabbed you waist and pulled as close as possible. It was a slow one, like nothing outside didn’t matter anymore. Just the two of you, creating a new world. You pulled away from that kiss when you heard a knock on the door and Jorge’s voice.

“You know, I can even offer you my room if you want to, but don’t take away the bathroom, please!” you heard laughing coming from behind that door and felt your cheeks turning red. You looked at the man in front of you and tried to memorise all his beautiful features. He really admitted somehow he likes you, and you couldn’t stop that stupid smile spreading on your face.

[christineeej94]

Him❤

a/n: hello my loves. I’m writing this from work, on my night shift. I’m such a baddie (I’m joking, don’t take me serious.). So, here it is, the next request.Thank you for your support.❤ Stay safe and great. Kisses🌻

The request:

Anonymous said:

Can you write an Aron Piper imagine where his gf (the reader) is ex-girlfriend of Lorenzo Zurzolo (he plays Niccolo on Baby on Netflix) and they bump into each other while they’re at Milan Fashion Week & Aron’s jealous and protective side comes out which she finds hot asf, with some smut please :) Your writing is amazing I love your blog

warnings:smut or sexual content (+18), bad language and bad writing

word count: 2.115

Arón Piper x Reader

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I put my hands around his torso and I move my fingers on his hard body with slow moves. He moans and that’s turning me on. Our view is Milan Dome and the sun is rising beautifully. I can see some people walking in the morning on the empty streets with a coffee in their hands and very busy with their thoughts. Arón skin is feeling hot under my touch, his muscles are hard and the gold light is hitting our bodies. “Milan is beautiful.” I can hear Arón voice and I don’t know if I’m dreaming or not. Being here with him is a unique moment, visiting my hometown and, also, being here for Fashion Week. Me and Arón met a year ago while I was in a vacation in Marbella. It was a group vacation, I was with my group of friends which also came with other friends.

Flashback

It’s lunch time and we are taking it at a nice restaurant on the beach. The warm breeze is touching my naked skin and my short dress is flowing from the wind. My best friend, Mina, drags me to follow her through the tables until we stopped in front of a giant table of 24 seats. We were late because I wanted to buy a special swimsuit and I didn’t stop till I found it. “Here, it’s an empty seat next to Arón and another one next to Momo.” Miguel said and Mina jumped next to Momo, I know she has a crush on him. I walk and I sit next to the beautiful boy who’s gazing me since we arrived. “Hi” I feel his hot breath next to my ear and electric lines pass my body. I think my face is red right now. I look around and everyone is talking with someone, no one remark my red face. “Hi.” I really like him and I know him from a long time because I going every week on Élite set to visit Mina. I moved in Spain 5 months ago because I received a better job at an agency in Madrid. My parents agreed but my ex-boyfriend is so pissed on me. He thought that I will be forever with him and we will live in Italy. I take the decision but I wasn’t moved when I found he cheated on me. It was a horrible feeling, after so many years together, he done this thing.

“What are you thinking at?” Arón pinched my arm and I turn around to see everybody looking at me and the waiter waiting for my order. “Sorry, I lost my mind for a minute. Caprese salad and water with lime.” I smiled and the waiter rolled his eyes. “So rude.” I comment and Arón laughs. “Yeah, he is rude. He waited for you.” I smiled innocent and I fix big hand with my eyes. “Answer my question. What is bothering you?” “It’s a good time, we shouldn’t talk about this right now. But we can talk about how beautiful is Spain.” “I think we should talk how gorgeous are you.” He puts his on my leg and I got goosebumps instantly. I blushed and he smiled. He couldn’t say anything cause our food came. But he didn’t take his hand off my leg.

After the lunch it’s time for party and we got back at the house we rented. I went in my room and I put one my new bikini and I went down stairs. I sit next to Arón on the lounge chair by the pool and I started to apply some shimmer oil on my body. The curly boy looks like he is sleeping and I he is wearing sunglasses to protect his eyes from the bright sun. I get up and I test the water from the pool with my tip toes. “Watch out!” I heard a yell behind me and I want to turn around but my body collapsed and something heavy is throwing me and him in the water. I swim to the top and some strong arms caught me and sealed me in a tight hug. “I thought you were sleeping.” He smiled and that cute dimple is everything to melt my heart. “I was observing you. You look delicious.” I want to say something to him too but he seals my mouth with his wet lips. I can taste a cigarette flavor and some mint gum. My hands play with his wet curls and hands are holding my ass. We stopped after a while, breathing heavily and looking in each other eyes. “That was intense.” I said and he smirks. “You didn’t see anything yet. Let’s get out of here.” Arón kissed me again.

End of flashback

We stepped out of the water I know that my life is going to change. I feel his warm lips on my cold skin and I adore the feeling. He goes down on my back with a lot of kisses and he stopped when his mouth met my short pj pants. “Bend on the bed.” He ordered and I nodded excited. He gave me a kiss before I execute his command and his hands are taking off my pants. I feel his hot breath on my private aria. I thought at what he is going to do and I moaned. “Easy, pussycat, you are too excited. Do you want me there?” “Yes baby, I want you all.” I replied mumbling. When he licked my clit, I scream surprised and I couldn’t stop my moans. I tighten in my hands the sheets. “¡Joder!” I cursed and I feel his smile on my sensitive aria. “I love when you try to speak in Spanish, but I adore when you cursed in Spanish.” He giggles and he turn me on the bed, now we can look in each other eyes. “Stop laughing and fuck me.” I command and he stopped. “Uh, baby, you are killing me. My bossy wifey.” Arón giggled and he pushed his hard erection in me. I gasped and I slammed my head on pillows. He is teasing my nipples with his fingers and he is pushing harder and harder inside me. My interior is tightening around him and that make him moan and groan.

From the moment when we start our relationship, he told me that every morning is better if it starts with a good morning sex. I can say it´s one of the best mornings I had in the last 4 days. We were so stressed about this trip. One reason is because Arón is going to meet my family and second one is because we are going to appear in our first catwalk together. My agency asked me before the fashion week if we want to make an appearance at Balenciaga catwalk, they are launching a new collection for couples and they offered Arón a post. He is kinda nervous but I got this. “Baby, you are thinking too much again.” He comes closer to me and we seal our naked bodies. Arón smells like a fresh morning on the beach. His shower gel is very fresh and I can smell his strong parfum. “I’m always thinking too much. How are you feeling for tonight?” “I little bit nervous but I know that you will be next to me. I love you.” He rubs his nose on my shoulder and I love this feeling. “I love you too, amore.” I place a kiss on his cheeks and now I’m thinking at him. He is a different person beside the person which everybody sees on the internet.

“I’m going to make some breakfast, what do you want?” I asked while I’m putting his t-shirt on my body. He is gazing me and I blushed. Arón smirks and I rolled my eyes. “Give me a break.” I said joking and he acts hurt, putting a hand on his chest like I hurt him. “We don’t need food, I have you, you have me. That’s all what we need. No one counts right now.” He smiled and I came closer to give him a kiss. “Pancakes then.” I said and I laugh. “You are like the Ice Queen.” He mumbled and take out a cigarette, putting between his lips. I love to watch him smoking, it’s so hot.

 We arriving at the event and we do some photos before going inside. I can see a lot of celebrities and we go to the backstage to get ready. Makeup artists, designers and a lot of people spin around as and we went on separate ways to get dressed. After 2 hours we met in the waiting room, me and him are entering in 3 minutes. “We are looking good as fuck.” I said happy and my eyes are dressing up my boyfriend. He is looking too sexy to be real. Arón winked to me and we take our hands together, walking on podium and smiling to the cameras and the crowd. We posed and going back in the backstage. “Amazing, amazing.” The people in backstage applauded everybody and we get ready for the after party.

We got as a gift our outfits and Arón hold an interview before the after party. At the party a lot of people came to us, changing some words and go. Arón went to the bar to bring some drinks for us and I stayed alone at the table. The chair next to me moved and I look at the person who wants to sit on it. Lorenzo look deeply into my eyes and I look at him surprised.

“(Y/N), I was so surprised when I saw you on the runway with Piper.” He spoke and I look in other direction. I can’t believe he is here now. My heart beat so fast and my cheeks got so red. I’m nervous but not because I’m glad to see him. Yeah, I loved him so much, but right now I don’t know what to feel about him. “We are together.” I respond simple and I look after my boyfriend. I don’t know how he will react. “So, how’s your life in Spain? Don’t you miss the pasta or me?” I look at him surprised and I wanted to respond something ugly, like a bad word, like Arón used to say to me “You are a bon-bon, don’t use bad words.”. “We have everything we need in Spain. She had a lot of pasta and a lot of great sex with me and wonderful time with me.” Arón said from behind and I froze. Fuck. Lorenzo looked at him smirking, then his perfect smile disappears. Arón is a very intimidating person when he is serious and, right now, he is serious, a little bit furious and jealous. His hands are holding tight the glasses and his eyes are black. Arón and Lorenzo know each other from a campaign and now I can see that’s why my ex couldn’t support my actual boyfriend. They are very different and you can see this. “Like you can fuck her after your gay experience.” Lorenzo attacks and Arón face is red from fury. “I don’t cheat on her like you did. Now move your ass.” His voice is strong and I feel his jealousy. He is sexier than before. His hair is messier and his black gaze is taking off my clothes. I get up and I slammed my lips on Arón lips, letting Lorenzo watching our show. “Let’s get out of here.” I whisper and he grins. “Bye Lorenzo.” I said quickly and don’t remember when I got in a bathroom.

Arón unlock the door and I’m raising my skirt. I supported my hands on the sink and I looked in the mirror to meet Arón horny gaze. “You are a straight line to death to me, princesa.” I bite my lip excited and I said on a lower voice. “I like you jealous, horny, serious. I like you in every way.” He penetrated me furiously and he grab my hair, pulling hard my head on the back. His moves make me cum quickly but he continues to fuck me. My walls tight around his dick and I feel him big and hard, pumping and making me moan every time. I know he want to rip of Lorenzo head and I know this is the best way to calm his blood. “I want you forever.” I said and he grins, pushing harder and harder. “I know it’s not a proper time, but I want you too.” He pulls harder my hair and whisper into my ear. “I wanted you more than everything.”  

[ferrstappen]

she’s my popstar l Arón Piper Imagine.

(a/n): HEYYY! I’m sorry it took so long, but with this whole online classes I've barely had time to eat :( anyway, I hope you enjoy this! 

summary: she’s a popstar and Arón’s shy.

From the moment you were standing on stage on the stage of the 40 Principales Awards, his hard gaze caught your eye. It probably was the way you could perfectly see the outline of his curls with the spotlight pointed at you.

You didn’t want to be obvious, but even on your position on stage, thousands of eyes on you, tens of cameras trying to find the perfect angle for the Versace short dress hugging your body as you presented Dua Lipa.

For some reason, being a famous singer usually spooked every man you showed interest in, so your mind was settled on just admiring from afar before catching a plane to London right after the after party to continue with recording your next album.

The change of scenery was quick. The stylist gave you a long blazer to put over the dress before someone opened the door of the black SUV, blinding your eyes with the hundreds flashes trying to catch a picture worth a few bucks.

Your assistant told you had two hours before heading to the airport. Taking a champagne flute from a waitress, thanking her before walking further inside, stopping to say hello to people you knew.

You didn’t have time to start a decent conversation when a tall mop of curls approached you with a friendly grin.

“(Y/N)!”

Your eyes slightly widened, knowing you knew his face from somewhere, but didn’t know where. “Hey!”

“I’m Jorge, I'm a fan!” He said making you a smile. “I’m starring on a show called Elite.”

“Right! I’ve heard about it, I'm pretty sure it’s on my list!” You smiled at him.

He was great with conversation, it felt like you had known each other for ages, your gut telling you this was the start of a great friendship, even if the music was loud and the lights were dimly lit.

“Jorge, I lost you!” A brunette girl took his hand, diverting his attention. “Oh my God, hi! Long time no see!”

“I knew you had to be around!” You greeted Danna with a hug. You had met a few years ago, you weren’t the closest of friends, but had gone out a couple of times.

“Hey, you should come with us! Aitana is there as well, and I'm sure you’ll love the rest of the crew!” Danna suggested and, seeing as you weren’t in the mood of dancing and drinking that much, you agreed.

Jorge introduced you, and as you were met with a chorus of hellos, you saw him.

Same curls, with his ring decorated hand holding a beer.“(Y/N), it’s been a long time since the Latin Grammys! How’s life?” Aitana asked, giving you a quick hug.

“It’s been busy, but great!” You carefully hid the fact that your legs were slightly shaking, feeling his foreign eyes on your back.

“This is my boyfriend, Miguel.” She introduced you to a tall, handsome lad.

Was everyone on this cast gorgeous? Minutes went by and champagne was flying around like water, you were squeezed between Omar and Danna, both of whom were drunk and loud, making you laugh until your ribs hurt, but he just kept checking you out, not saying a word. “You know, Arón’s working on a few songs!” Omar said, subtly eyeing his on-screen lover.

“Oh yeah? That’s great!” You said looking at him, sipping on your glass as you made eye contact for the first time.

“It’s just a hobby, I don’t think I'll do anything with them.” He spoke for the first time since you arrived.

Yes, he probably didn’t like you. Why? You didn’t know.

Pity, he looked like he would've been a great lay.

“Well, I'll be looking forward to listening to them If you ever release them.” You told him and he gave you a tight-lipped smile. The night went on and you lost track of time, laughing, drinking and screaming with everyone from the cast. You didn’t notice your assistant approaching, telling you it was time to leave.

“Noooo, just a little longer, please?” You pouted, your sight blurring from the sudden movement.

“(Y/N), there’s paparazzi outside and we have to be in London tomorrow, we’re meeting with the producer.”

“Girl, it’s been suck a good time! Don’t leave!” Ester drunkenly said, wrapping her arms around your neck.

You carefully made your way saying goodbye. You sensed Arón was bothered by something, so you were planning on just waving goodbye, but he surprised you by getting up from his seat, his slim frame towering over you.

“It’s been a pleasure to meet you.” He said looking for your eyes after whispering in your ear so that you could hear him over the loud music.

You lost your breath for a second. “Likewise.” You held onto his bicep before leaving a kiss on his cheek.

His hand carefully pressed on your back before returning the innocent peck on the cheek.

Your body was covered in chills, not noticing when Jorge hugged you goodbye and whispered on your ear:

“Arón’s just shy, you should give him a chance.”

Next think you knew, you were met with flashes as you were driven to the airport.

On the other side, Arón’s head was spinning, intoxicated by the smell of your perfume.

For him, the night left as soon as you left. He didn’t say much, but he hoped you knew he was infatuated, his eyes eyes couldn’t get enough of your body and his body covered in chills every time he heard your laugh.

He was lying on his bed, his cold hand resting on his naked torso when he got a notification. He rolled his eyes, he only got notifications from verified accounts, so it probably was another Instagram model trying to get his attention.

@(y/n) is now following you.

Fuck, he wasn’t going to sleep.

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Next morning, you woke up on your bed, your head pounding, not really remembering how you got there. You didn’t even remember getting on the plane, let alone getting home.

The phone buzzed. You tried to ignore it, but when it vibrated for the third time, you know it was your assistant telling you that you were supposed to be in the studio.

The day went by quickly, smiling when you were back home, finally giving you time to check your instagram, where Jorge had tagged you in a story. Now you were remembering that you followed everyone from the cast on your way to the airport last night. And you realized they were following you too.

Yes, Arón included.

Remembering the new pair of underwear Calvin Klein sent you after their newest campaign, you put on the red set with the white elastic with the brand name written on it.

You didn’t think before posting.

@(y/n): thirst trap ;) #MyCalvins

On the other side of the screen, Arón refreshed his feed on the right time, releasing the smoke from his lungs as he cursed to himself, not realizing he was typing.

@aron.piper: it worked. 

Now he was counting the days to see you again, swiftly writing your name to send a private message. 

we should meet again soon.

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I'm thinking about turning it into a series, so let me know if you like it!

[bbaronpiper]

Red

Hi, to the anon who requested this, I’m sorry it took too long. I got a little busy and haven’t had the time to write it until today. Soooo.. here it is, I hope you’ll like it. 

Also, I don’t know if the translations of the lyrics are right. I just googled it. lol. thanks google! Parts in italics are either flashbacks or thoughts and paragraphs inside a parenthesis are translations. Some names here are completely made up. sorry if it happens to be your name. 

I don’t know which category will fit this story. fluff? angst? smut? definitely is smut *winks* or all of the above. 

Lastly, this one isn’t proofread yet, probably will revise later when I woke up (it’s 5 am and I haven’t slept yet. blame the coffee) if there are mistakes or rewrite the whole thing hahaha. okay enough talking. Enjoooyy! 

Hiii I saw your taking requests & I wanted to request an Arón Piper imagine. Where him & the reader are costars & he’s always had a crush on her but she was in a relationship until her boyfriend cheated on her & because of that her & Arón became closer & she eventually let’s him in for them to be more than friends. I got the idea from the song Soltera by Lunay ft Bad Bunny & Daddy Yankee (basically it just says how she’s single & that’s trendy rn & that she wants nothing to do w/ love)

Arón x reader

“Y/N, are you almost ready? the party started like an hour ago!” you heard Omar groaning in the living room. You are going to a sending off party the Elite’s casts and production team set up for Danna, Mina, Ester, Jorge and Alvaro.

You look at yourself on the mirror one last time and put on your red high heels before opening the door of your room. You wore a red sleeveless bandage dress that complement your curves and ends just before your knees, your hair tied up in a ponytail exposing your neck up to your chest. You matched your dress with a bright red lipstick. So bright enough to scare a hooker. You were never this extra, you’re more of a girl next door type of girl. But that was then.

Months ago, you believe that red symbolizes love, celebration and happiness. Funny no?  But now, you don’t believe in love or in any of those things anymore. The old you were long gone and now, red has a new meaning for you: fire, fierce, and power sometimes anger.

“Damn girl! You’re on fire!” Ester said excitedly examining you from head to toe. This was more of her style and it suits her perfectly. Me? I’m not sure, but I try so hard just to bury my old weak self. My old self that believed in happy endings.

You laughed “Thanks to you! I should do more shopping time with you!” you said to Ester. You heard Omar clearing his throat “Okay, okay, we’re going hot stuff! So impatient!” laughing even more with the girls as Omar rolled his eyes at you. “Finaaalllyyy!!!!” he said dramatically. You took his arm and went downstairs.

Once you arrived at the club, you saw paparazzi’s on the entrance blocking the way making it almost impossible to enter the club. You expected this as you are a public person now, but you never got used to it. Grown ass men calling after your name at the same time, sometimes saying nasty stuffs too while their camera flashes at your face almost blinding you. “Y/N! Y/N! I heard you and Mateo broke up? What can you say about that?” “Is it true he cheated on you?” “he’s with Elena now, he says she’s much better than you!” that last one caught you off guard that you almost stumbled. Luckily, a hand grabbed your arm, tucked you in his arms shielding you from everyone and pulled you inside the club. You didn’t freak out even though you didn’t see his face. You knew who it was by the smell of his perfume.

You looked up and saw Arón looking at you worriedly. He must’ve heard it, you thought. He was about to say something when you beat him to it. “God that was crazy! Thank you though” you said lively like it didn’t bother you. It did, for a second but you were over it. You promised yourself you wouldn’t let anyone hurt you ever again. So, you put on a smile on go on with life.

“Anytime, Y/N” Arón said as he loosen his grip on your arm, slides it down to your wrist before totally letting go. You notice him just standing there staring at you so you took his hand and led him inside the club, the others following you close behind. You didn’t mind holding his hand or any of your cast mate’s hands, you two are good friends, you see him as a brother. He was there when you’re crying over your asshole of an ex-boyfriend. He knew what he did to you. He knew about all of your drunken nights and one-night stands and you knew about his. He was just like you. He enjoys life, loves to party and likes to fuck but never commit. That’s why you two grew much closer than before.

After one to too many shots, you are now having the time of your life. You’re a hot mess dancing and grinding over Jorge on the dance floor with Danna doing the same on him on the other side. “Oh man, you know I’m gonna miss all of you!” you screamed over the loud music. “eh? You’ll be fine you still have Arón” Danna laughed devilishly and winked at you.  oh this girl is so drunk. You looked over at Arón on the other side who’s not looking drunk yet with Itzan who on the other hand is dancing like crazy. He was always like this. He needed to get drunk a little first to bring out his extrovert side.

He was already looking at you so you raised your middle finger up at him and smiled. He laughed at you knowing it’s something you got from him. You both stared for awhile and you notice something different on the way he looked at you but you can’t just point it out. Was it just the alcohol you had or is he really… “You know he’s crazy bout you right?” Jorge said close to your ear snapping you out of your eye-fucking contest with Arón.

“what?!” you heard him but you just want to make sure you heard it right. You hear Danna laughing loudly and suddenly you burst out laughing too. You don’t know why but probably it’s because you both are drunk as fuck and everything is so funny at this point. You took Danna’s hand and start jumping up and down with her, laughing about nothing. “Y/N!! Y/N!!! it’s so fucking fun in hereeeee!!!!” she slurred. "I knooowww rigghhttt!!?" You continue jumping all over the place with her until Omar and Mina joined you and eventually more people did. Your head was spinning but you didn’t care. You’re having fun. You needed this.

You felt your back, mostly your ass bumped on to something. You turned around and saw Arón smirking at you. Soft blush starting to show on his cheeks signaling he’s drunk enough. “Heeeeyyyyyy Julio Manueeell!!!! You having f-fuuunn?!!!” you laughed at his face and scratch his shaved head. “Eh, not as much fun as you’re having, Y/S/N” he said while shaking his head at you. You and Arón has this thing where you call each other by your second names. Giving you both some type of ownership on one another. Like no one can call you by it except him, and his by you. You closed the gap between the both of you. pressing your body against his and spoke close to his ear “C’mooon I’ll shooowww yyou what’ss fuunn!!” He turned his head to the side at the same time you finished talking making your face so close to him. So close your lips almost touched. Damn this alcohol.

Soltera by Lunay ft Bad Bunny & Daddy Yankee started playing and you both went crazy. “This is our jam!!!” you screamed. “Your jam!” he corrected laughing at your drunken state putting emphasis on the word your.

You are dancing closely with your back against him. Swaying your hips as his hands went to your waist. You smirked to yourself as you felt his growing bulge on your ass. You didn’t care how close you are to him or if people will see you. Again, Blame the alcohol. You just want him close. So you grab him by the back of his neck and pulled him closer. His face was now buried on the crook of your neck. The feeling of his soft lips and the warmth of his breath turned you even more. You both drunkenly singing along to the song when he suddenly tightened his grip around your waist and turning you around to face him.

He grabbed your face with both of his hands and started singing to you. “Me dijeron que te acabas de dejar, Que el bobo aquel te engañó” (They told me you just left that fool that cheated on you.)

 “Que ya no crees en el amor. Que andas suelta igual que yo. No sé, pero la noche está pa’ desquitarno” (That you don’t believe in love. That you’re on the loose like me. I don’t know but the night is made to get even) He continued looking straight into your eyes.

The look on his face confused you. You guys are just friends right? But why is looking at you with so much.. what is this? Passion? Even on your drunken state, it had you thinking if he was sending you a message. Whatever. You decided to go along with it and send him one too.

“Porque 'tar soltera está de moda. Por eso ella no se enamora” (Because being single is in style. That’s why she doesn’t fall in love.) You sang to him with as much passion as him, smirking. “'Tar soltera está de moda. Por eso no va a cambiar” (Being single is in style that’s why she’s not going to change). Now it was your turn to hold his face while singing the lyrics hoping he got your message.

You both just dance there not giving a fuck about anybody, singing the song to each other the whole time trying to send the message. You are not ready for love nor commitment. You think you’ll never be ready for it. You promised yourself never again. Besides, it’s Arón. What you have with him as friends was so beautiful that you never want to ruin it by taking it to another level.

“Si no, nos vemo', mami, en el after party. Ponte pa'l problema, ándale, déjate ver. Lo que aquí empezamo', lo matamo' en el motel” (If not, mami, we’ll see each other at the after party. Get ready, let’s go, let me see you. what we start here, we’ll end at the motel. You’re singe, I’m single) Arón finish off the lyrics, with eyes full of lust. You were sure of that by now.

“okay, mister, did you just ask me to fuck you?” you said seductively as you bit your lip.

“Si” he said simply.

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You woke up the next morning feeling like you’re still drunk. Your head was still spinning a bit so you decided to get up and go to the kitchen to look for some medicine. You grabbed the door knob and twist it open. Hmmm that was weird? since when did I paint the door white? you thought to yourself but shrugged it off for now as you desperately needed that medicine.

You walked around the apartment absent mindedly trying to get to the kitchen when you bumped into someone. “AAHHHH!” you screamed as you were surprised that someone is in your apartment when you live all by yourself. You heard the other person screaming as well. You looked up and saw who it was. “Arón! What the fuck are you doing here?!” you said trying to cover yourself as you are only wearing your oversized shirt. No bra, no panties, just your shirt.

“Umm, I live here?” Arón said unsure also questioning himself now. Scratching the back of his head.

“wha-? What do you mean you li-..? you looked around and saw the white walls, the windows made of glass where you can see Madrid’s skyline. Panic starts to creep in now. You looked at yourself. fuck. It’s not your shirt! It was Arón’s. You looked back at him turning red as a tomato. “Did we….? You trailed off afraid of his answer.

Arón laughed his ass off as he looked up laughing so damn hard. You hit him playfully on his stomach. He returned a small “oww!” from the hit you gave him. “The fuck you laughing about, dumb ass?” growing impatient now. Desperate to know if you fucked him.

“What do you think, Y/N?” he raised his eyebrow on you. “why are you all so red now, babe?” biting his lips trying to hold his laughter.

“Dare laugh one more time and I swear I’ll beat the shit out of you Julio Manuel” you threatened him as you massage your temples. “ugh damn this headache”

“C’mon sit, I’ll get you breakfast and medicine while you rethink your life choices… specially last night” he teases.

“fuck you, Arón” you gave him the dirty finger as you proceed to his kitchen table.

“You already did, cariño” your eyes widened as he gave you a wink in return. You took a deep breath and placed your elbows on the table supporting your head. Trying to think about the events on the previous night.

You tried so hard to remember but all you get was flashes of memories. The last thing you remember at the club was when you asked him:

“okay, mister, did you just ask me to fuck you?” you said seductively as you bit your lip. “Si” he said simply.

Then you remember grabbing his face and smashing your lips onto his. “Fuuucckk!!!” you whispered to yourself but Arón heard it and chuckled. “What you remember now?” he asked playfully.

You put your pointer finger up at his direction “Shhhh!!! Not a single word from you again, Piper!” as you went back to thinking again.

Arón came back with two plates of pancakes. One for him and one for you and one Advil for your headache. “Thank you” you murmured. You looked up at him and saw he has his goofy smile plastered on his lips. You knew he was about to mess with you again so you glared up at him. He just shrugged and bit his lips in return.

“Can I?” Arón asked with his voice full of lust as his hands was already placed at the hook of your bra. As soon as you moaned yes, he wasted no time and unhook it revealing your breasts. His pupils getting larger and darker at the sight of you. He then proceeds to kiss your neck down to your collarbone. He kissed everywhere around your breast but not your nipple. Trying to tease you. he kissed you lower and lower until he reached the hem of your panties. Your hand then travelled to his bare chest down to his belt buckle and undone it. you unzipped his pants and tried to pull it down but failed. “Arrrooonnnn!!!” you pouted and whined like a ten year old that can’t reach the jar of cookies on the top shelf. Arón then laughed at you, sit up and remove his jeans by himself.

“God you are so drunk Y/N, you sure you wanna do this. I feel like I’m taking advantage of you?” you didn’t answer him. You just pulled down your panties. “ohh okkkkaayyyyyyy” Arón said under his breath feeling himself getting harder. “say red if you want me to stop, okay?”

 “Just fuck me.” And just like that. Arón grabbed both of your ankles and spread your legs wide. He started off licking your clit slowly and slid a finger inside you and curling it. earning a moan from you.

“You’re so wet, Y/N” he spoke and dive back in. licking you harder and faster than before. Grabbing the back of his head, you felt his tiny hair around your fingers, pushing him harder against you. He looked at you from in between your legs. You had your eyes closed and your mouth opened forming an O shape. Just about before cumming, he stopped.

 “Why’d you stop? Haven’t said red. have I?”

“I gotta have you. Now.” He aligned himself on your entrance. looking at you asking for your permission once again. You trailed your fingers to his chest down to his abdomen ‘til you reached his dick. You wrapped your hands around it, stroking it a little before guiding him inside you. you heard Arón groan. As you sighed in pleasure. He felt so good. He started pushing in and out of you slowly until it became faster and faster slamming on your g spot. You heard yourself screaming his name.

“Fuck Arón, you feel so good.” You moaned thrusting upwards to meet with his. Earning loud groans from him. He leaned down and kiss you. Sucking on your lower lips. You wrapped your legs around him forcing him to go deeper. The sounds of your moans filled the room and you felt yourself clench around him. And you knew you were close.

“That’s it baby. Cum for me” Arón encourage you. With that, you finally let yourself go. Arón not far behind you feeling your pussy fluttering around him. He pulled out of you, stroke himself and cum on your stomach.

“Fucking hell” you said as you instantly dropped the fork your holding and looked at Arón who was sitting opposite of you. He still had his goofy smile on him. Is he seriously happy about this? “Arón, what happened last night… we gotta, we gotta forget about it” you stuttered as you watch his face drop.

“huh? Why?” He stared at you trying to figure out what you were thinking.

 “You know damn well why, Arón” You looked down on your untouched pancakes avoiding eye contact.

He didn’t say a word for a while. “I’m not him, you know” he said under his breath poking on his pancake with his fork.

“I know that. I never said you are him” your heart’s starting to race. Unprepared of the coming conversation with your best friend. “but we’re fine like this right? You don’t want to be in a relationship, and so do I. Arón, we’re friends. We don’t wanna ruin it” trying to make up excuses but in reality you’re just scared to admit it to yourself.

“We?!” he asked clearly disappointed at the words he just heard from you. “who’s we Y/N? you meant you? Cos if you’re gonna ask me, I’m more than willing to try”

 “Arón you know I can’t. I’m happy being single. I’m done with all those fucking heartbreak! I just want to be happy!” you raised your voice a little, getting frustrated at the fact that Arón, your best friend said, he’s more than willing to be with you.

“Then we’ll be happy together! I’ll make you happy!” he said at the same tone you had. His eyebrows furrowed.

“It’s not that simple!” you completely lost your cool now. “You don’t know what it feels like! It’s hard that you’re always the one willing to take a bullet for the one you love only to discover that they’re the ones behind the trigger! I can’t go through that again!” you pointed your finger at him.  “it would kill me. You think I chose this? You think I chose to be this stone cold?” tears now forming on your eyes.

Arón’s face softened at your words. He stood up and walked over to your side pulling you close to him. You were still sitting down so your head only reached his stomach. “Shhhhh! I’m sorry Y/N, I’m sorry. Please don’t cry” he tries to soothe you as he rubbed your back. “but please just hear me out?” you nodded your head yes as you sniffed. He knelt down on your level looking at you with love in his eyes. “Y/S/C, you know I had my eyes on you the first time you walked in on set.” He caressed your cheek with his thumb. “I figured I liked you that one time when you pulled a prank on Miguel and Itzan causing the whole cast to laugh. I knew I loved you the moment I saw you crying over him outside the club and you told me what he had done. I can't believe he treated you like shit when you deserve the world. I spent my whole night with you when all I wanted was to knock him out. I mean don’t get me wrong, I enjoyed your company. But yeah, I’d rather beat the shit out of him that night” he said causing you to laugh a little. “I know I said I don’t wanna be in a relationship right now but what I really meant was, I don’t want to be in a relationship if it wasn’t you.”

“I’m scared” your voice was trembling. 

“I know baby. I know. I can’t promise you I won’t hurt you ever in anyway. That’s not how love works, right? We will probably hurt each other at some point. But I can promise you that I would never ever hurt you the same way as he did. Just let me prove it to you. Please? Don’t give up on love just yet.” He said with sincerity. You knew him. You knew he wasn’t lying.

You felt yourself melting under his gaze. You stayed silent as words fail to form on your tongue. So you just placed your hand at the back of his neck stroking it gently like he did to your cheeks and your other hand layed on his chest close to his heart. You felt his heart beating faster and so is yours every second that passes by.

You thought about it hard. You weren’t exactly sure when it happened or when it started. All you know for sure is that right here and now, you are falling hard and you are hundred percent sure he was there to catch you. it would be tragic to let something like this pass.

“Sometimes we have to stop being scared and just go for it. Either it’ll work or it won’t. That’s life, no?” you stared at him waiting for his reaction. Small smile forming on your lips.

Arón smiled widely at you and exhaled the air he was holding in for a while now while waiting for your answer. He hugged you tightly whispering “Te quiero, Y/S/N”. He pulled away and kissed you passionately. You kissed him back with as much passion as his. You felt his hand travel up your thighs but just before things got heated, you pulled away.

“Woah, lover boy, can I eat my pancake first?” you said winking at him. He just laughed, shook his head and went back to his seat, pouting like a baby. “Why do you have to be such a tease?”

You stick out your tongue and your middle finger up at him, smiling. Happy at the thought that he brought back the meaning of red you once tried to forget. 

[probably-writing-x]

Vacation.

Arón Piper x Reader

Request by @nxtrogers : heyy i love your writings, and i wanted to request an Aron Piper imagine, where the elite cast and (including the reader being a member of the cast) going to a vacation and Aron and the reader have feelings for each other and they start dating after the vacation. i thought it would be cute :) hope you have a nice day!!

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“Oh honey no chance, I called this room first!” Danna defends as she pushes Omar out of the way of one of the rooms.

“Called it? Are we kids?” Omar laughs, wheeling his suitcase to the next spare room.

“Can we please just dump our bags and head down to the beach? The surfings meant to be great today,” Miguel calls from downstairs.

You’d been here for all of an hour and things were already hectic. As celebration for ending season three, and as goodbye to Danna and Ester, you and all of the rest of the cast had decided to come on holiday together for the week. You’d hired out a house just about big enough for all of you, with a huge pool and a view of the beach.

“Is this room still free?” You stick your head round the doorframe and see the empty room with a perfect view of the beach through the balcony.

“Yeah, I think so, I’ve taken this one,” Arón comments as he leans at the doorframe beside your room.

“Then please try not to snore every night, I need at least some sleep,” You smirk, heading inside and dumping your bag on the bed, “What’s the plan, are we heading to the beach?”

“I don’t think Miguel will have it any other way,” Arón jokes, “Meet you in five?”

You agree and split off into your rooms to change, finding your first swimsuit of the week. You grabbed a pair of shorts to go with it and some flip flops, pulling your sunglasses into your hair to keep the hair away from your face. It was a relief to have some time off from work, especially with the whole cast, and it felt like a good way of you all being together again before people started to leave. However, there was one person in particular who’d been your strongest reason for wanting to come on this holiday this week.

Rightly so, in five minutes, you are all leaving the house and heading down to the beach. Miguel’s already got a surfboard hired as him and Itzan head out into the sea. The rest of you find spots on the sand and make the most of the last few hours of sun.

“Can you put some on my back please?” You ask Arón as he sits down beside you, reaching out the sunscreen bottle in his direction.

“Yeah... sure... I can,” He fumbles a little, taking the bottle from you and squeezing some into his hand.

“You can use some if you need to,” You comment, pulling your hair out of the way as he applies the cream, “Wouldn’t want you to burn.”

He laughs, “I’ll take my chances.”

You try not to grow goosebumps under his touch as his hands are running over your exposed skin and try not to let your breath hitch in your throat.

“Ugh, stop with the flirting you two,” Omar waves a hand at the pair of you.

Arón snaps away instantly, handing back the bottle and pulling his sunglasses back over his eyes like he was trying to hide his face a little more.

“Come on (Y/n), you said you wanted to try and surf,” Miguel comes jogging back over, “You can use Itzan’s board.”

You let him pull you up as you both head down to the sea and he starts attempting to teach you the basics. You’re oblivious to how Arón watches you, smiling when you first fall off. How he watches you throw your head back and laugh when Miguel starts to lose patience. How you end up just splashing him with the water and trying again. He watches every move you make, so carefree and dismissive of everyone else around you.

“God, could you stare anymore?” Omar nudges him, “You like (Y/n)?”

Arón looks at him and shakes his head, “It’s never going to happen.”

“You’d be surprised,” Omar smirks, “Trust me.”

Arón looks back up over to you and sees you looking back. You offer him a bright smile and wave wildly. He finds himself chuckling as he offers you a small wave back, smiling at how much your extroverted nature constrasted him.

- - - - - -

The following evening, you’ve somehow managed to set up the fire outside the house and you’re all huddled around the pit as the sun has set and the cool sea breeze becomes more prominent.

“I’m gonna miss this guys,” Danna sighs as she sits back down on her spot on the couch.

“Me too,” Ester smiles, wrapping an arm around her, “It feels so weird to be leaving already.”

“To Élite!” Álvaro raises his beer bottle to the centre of the circle.

You all cheer and raise your glasses, leaning forward to connect them all in the middle. When you lean back into your chair, you shift your head to rest it on Arón’s shoulder. It doesn’t seem like a big gesture, maybe influenced slightly by your sleepy head. He looks down at you and smiles, somewhere along the way wrapping an arm around you to hold him close to you. 

The night draws on until you’re all parting to go to your separate rooms, all having a few more drinks than you’d intended to have after only having a chilled night at the house. As Danna leaves with Omar, it’s just you and Arón left outside. The wind has got colder, though still relatively mild, and you’re now huddled under a blanket, still wrapped in Arón‘s arms. 

“Do you want to head inside?” You ask him tiredly, stifling a yawn as you shift under the blanket. 

“Let’s stay here,” He mumbles, shifting a couple of the pillows so they can make a makeshift bed, “The stars are too good to miss.”

You hum in agreement and let him guide you to lay on the couch with him, his body keeping you warm against the night. 

“Do you know all the constellations too?” You question, shuffling so you could follow his eyeline up to the sky.

“I have no idea but those ones look like a fork,” He points upwards with his one free arm.

“A fork? Is that the scientific name?” You laugh, letting him find your hand to guide it up to the sky to show you some more stars.

“Those ones look a bit like a dick,” He chuckles, maybe a little bolder than normal thanks to the beer in his system.

“For fucks sake Arón,” You giggle, letting his hand hold yours there even now the stars seemed absent.

His fingertips slowly move, breaking away from yours before trickling down your arm slowly, creating unmissable goosebumps in their shadow. You hum contentedly and find yourself struggling to keep your eyes open any longer, falling asleep easily against his chest. 

- - - - - -

It’s a couple of days later when you all decide to head out to a club for the night - making the most of not having to worry about the hangover the following morning. You get dressed up and all head out just before midnight, heading down to where you’d rented out the top floor of a local bar.

You’re only one drink in when you find yourself already on the dance floor. Mina pulls you over instantly and you’re dancing with her to whatever song comes on, swaying your hips to the music.

“Honey he’s been looking at you all night,” Mina comments, leaning in close to speak to you, “He’s head over heels.”

“Oh come on, no he hasn’t,” You roll your eyes, glancing over your shoulder at Arón.

In fact, she was right, he hadn’t taken his eyes off of you. He smirks when he sees you looking in his direction and he raises his glass to you. You laugh and dance over to him, reaching out your hands.

“Come on Piper, on the dance floor,” You encourage, pulling his hands.

“If you insist,” He laughs, catching up with you and placing his hands on your hips as you turn around.

Sure, you’re dancing a little more intentionally than friends should do. It’s obvious you’re flirting. But when he returns the same energy, it’s impossible to stop.

The guys all nudge each other and look in your direction, noticing how caught up in each other you were. They’d known it for a long time, maybe even before you did. You two just worked together. If it was you being the only one to remember his coffee order, or him bringing you breakfast to set in the morning. The two of you falling asleep on the couch in your trailer, and looking far too peaceful for anyone to want to wake you. Maybe it was the way he spoke about you in interviews - telling people he’d found someone incredible, like you were already his.

All you knew was, with his hands on your waist, you couldn’t care less about anyone around you. Arón has the strange ability to get you completely wrapped up in him. And you weren’t complaining.

- - - - - -

As the day arrives for you to leave, it’s you and Arón that are the last ones to get out of your rooms. You haul your suitcase out and fix your sunglasses onto your head.

“Thanks for not snoring too much,” You smile at him as he steps out of his room too.

“Can’t say the same for you,” He jokes, setting his smaller suitcase down, “Need some help with your bag?”

“No, I’ve got it,” You shake your head, “I’ve had fun this week.”

He smirks, “Yeah, me too.”

Both of you were well aware that you were only talking about each other.

“You know, I’m glad we got to spend some time together. Without being at work, that is,” He continues, scratching the back of his neck.

“Me too,” You return, “Maybe we should do this again some time.”

He chuckles, “Are you asking me out (Y/n)?”

“I wouldn’t object,” You raise your hands in defence, “Come on, they’re probably waiting for us.”

You go to try and lift your suitcase but Arón is quick to place a hand over yours.

“Maybe next time I can actually learn what the stars are called,” He smirks, his words close to your lips.

You laugh a little but it’s cut off by him dipping his head in to meet yours and press a kiss to your lips.

“Guys I swear to god I’ll drag you downstairs myself if I have to!” Miguel yells from downstairs and both of you are quick to pull away from each other.

Arón grins and takes your suitcase for you, “We better not leave them waiting any longer.”

“They’ll definitely kill us,” You joke, leaning up to kiss his cheek once again, close to the corner of his lips, before pulling away and leading the way downstairs.

[iwriteimagines]

tiktok | arón piper x reader

a/n: hi!! this is an idea i came up with at 1am when i was trying to fall asleep :) i'm working on all of the requests i have, but this was something i wanted to write. english isn't my first language so i apologize for any mistakes. also sorry for this being so short.

warnings: maybe a teeny tiny bit of angst, fluff, a few curse words

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you downloaded tiktok just as a joke. like everyone else. but you slowly became more and more obsessed with it. once again like everyone else. you loved to just sit down after a long day and scroll through tiktok. it was your guilty pleasure. and especially all of the couple videos. well just the first few seconds of them. then you realised how single you actually were and how hopelessly in love you were. with your best friend.

it was weird, being in love with someone who knew so much about you, but was so oblivious and didn't notice that you were in love with him. you didn't really blame him. even though you hung out almost every day, you didn't really give him any signals and let him know about your crush. but it lasted for a long time.

all the scenarios you created in your head, all the times he broke your heart when he talked about his recent hook ups, all the times you stared at him with heart eyes and he never noticed.

you didn't know if you wanted him to notice. you had been best friends for a longer time than you'd had a crush on him. and the idea of you ruining your friendship was terrifying. but your heart crumbled every time you looked at him and realised he couldn't be yours.

that's why you decided to do the tiktok challenge. it was a simple thing. to kiss your best friend. well, it seemed simple. but it was actually really scary. and you'd also have it all on camera. but you assured yourself that it was better than doing nothing.

you were now in the bathroom at arón's place. he was probably thinking you were having some problems, judging by the time you spent there. but you were not mentally prepared for kissing him.

"you have to do this, y/n. you're doing this for yourself. so your heart won't shatter any more. or maybe it will. who knows, right. fuck. what the fuck am i doing."

giving pep-talks wasn't one of your best traits.

"hey, are you alright in there?" arón knocked on the bathroom door and asked.

"yep, i'm great." you answered.

"i picked the movie already so hurry up."

you gave yourself one last glance in the mirror and went to the living room. he was sitting on the couch with a bowl of popcorn in his lap.

after you watched the movie, he decided to wash the dishes. which was the perfect opportunity for you. you hid your phone, already filming and sat on the kitchen counter.

"arón." he looked at you.

you grabbed his face and kissed him. well more like quickly pecked his lips because of how nervous you were.

you opened your eyes to find him looking at you with wide eyes. you realised that maybe it wasn't such a good idea like you thought.

"please say something." you said.

"um...ha oh well-" you left him speechless.

"okay got it. i think it's best if i go home."

"wait!" he grabbed your wrist and smashed his lips onto yours.

"i like you, arón."

he smiled at you. "i like you too, y/n."

you kissed him again, forgetting about everything.

[blurbtown]

disc: smoking is super bad and I def don’t condone this behaviour.

I love the idea of going to a music festival with Arón. Cheeky fucker would probably want his hands all over you as you two walked around between the drinks station, rest stops and the stages. I’d like to hope that once the sun begins to set, that the two of you head to the front of the pit to watch the headliner; Arón’s stardom granting a surprise perk in the form of VIP passes. During the set, you two are dancing with your back pressed up against his bare chest. The dry air is keeping you cool, but is lifting your hair up towards Arón. Worried about burning your hair on his cig, he pushes you hair to one side, exhales out the smoke and leans down to drop a kiss on your exposed shoulder. As the set nears your end, you get more reckless with your dance moves, pushing your ass into him with more purpose. He rewards each thrust with a purposeful squeeze of your hip. You lean up, flashing a cheeky smile. He winks in return, dropping and stomping out his cig as he leans down and whispers about what he’s going to do to you once you get back to the hotel...