#Jason Dilaurentis x reader

[v2mped]

THESE PHOTOS OF DREW. I’m going feral. Someone please sedate me.

anywaysss..these make me think of writing a frat!jason dilaurentis x reader or something like that…lmk if it’s smth I should invest in

[girlkisser13]

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pretty little liars au

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ft: jason dilaurentis x female reader/ofc.

— i’ve always wanted to do a pll series rewrite with a female reader-insert/ofc and have jason dilaurentis as the love interest. at the same time, i know that i can’t put in the time it would require to do an entire series rewrite, so i’ve decided to do episode rewrites with jason and reader/ofc. most are rewrites from the episodes where jason is present and some are from my imagination.

happy reading and feedback is appreciated!

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Season One

one year later

right place, right time

unexpected visitor

Season Two

back to rosewood

moment of suspicion

a chance encounter

a funeral and a secret

tbd

Season Three

Season Four

Season Five

Season Six

Season Seven

[allisonbaelfire]

Remember To Breathe

Pairings: Jason DiLaurentis x Reader

Summary: “A” finally made it to bring your friends and you behind bars - you thought, until you woke up and found yourself in a dollhouse.

Word Count: 3,163

Authors Note: This is based on 5x25 and 6x01 - I already wrote a fic similar to this one but I was never satisfied with it so I rewrote it and hope you’ll like it! (The old one was “Kidnapped”)

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DiLaurentis House:

“Toby, Lieutenant Tanner,” Jason sighed, he seemed pissed as he stepped outside the door. “how can I help you?” He looked at Tanner. “I mean you’ve my sister and now my girlfriend, so what else could I possibly give you?”

Toby looked worried. He didn’t know how to tell Jason that the Van, which was supposed to transfer you and your friends into a different prison to separate you all from Alison, crashed and that you girls are missing.

Tanner noticed that Toby was overwhelmed by the situation, his girlfriend was missing too and so she stepped in, “Mr. DiLaurentis, I’m very sorry but I’ve to inform you that Y/N and her friends are missing.”

Jason listened. Toby didn’t know how to interpret his expression, was he shocked because of you missing or was he mad and about to yell at Tanner and him?

One thing Toby did know was that Jason loved you, at least as much as he loved Spencer, and that he could relate to Jason’s feelings, no matter how he’d react now.

Jason started laughing sarcastically. “Th- This is all your fault.” He couldn’t stop himself. “She came to you! Y/N, she tried to tell you and you didn’t listen - even Hanna tried and you didn’t care.” Jason became angry. “And now you lost her. This is on you and this stupid town.”

“Mr. DiLaurentis, I understand that you’re upset but we try our best to find them and if you could help us in anyway, it’d be-”

“No.”

Tanner looked at Toby because she thought she didn’t hear right. “No?”

“No, I think you should leave my property.” Jason crashed through his door and slammed it behind him.

                                    ~*~

You and Jason had been a couple for a few years now, you two somehow already lived together and had planned a future, one that Jason wanted to make official with proposing to you, after everything with “A” would finally be over - but maybe now it was to late.

Jason tried to hold it together but as he stepped into the living room and saw a picture of you and him his body tensed and he couldn’t hold back some tears. 

He went over and took the picture into his hand. Jason smiled as he remembered the moment the picture was made. You were should met his family for the ‘first’ time. You actually knew them, when you were friends with Alli but this was different and you were so nervous before. It turned out it was the best evening he ever had with his parents. 

Jason took his phone out and called Caleb. He knew Caleb had probably looked for Hanna already and besides Toby, he trusted him. You were always honest with Jason and told him everything about “A���, no matter the danger that came with it because you knew, you two would deal with it. Jason knew, Hanna told Caleb too.

“We’ve to find them on our own.” He said in a serious tone. 

                                   ~*~

In the Dollhouse:

You woke up when the sun was shining on your face. You were not quite awake yet but you already noticed that something wasn’t right. 

Usually when you woke up, you’d find Jason right beside you, still asleep... but now you were all by yourself and this never happened, you were always the first to wake up.

“Jason?” You called for him. 

It was still possible that he might fell asleep on the couch or had to use the bathroom.

Then you remembered. Your friends and you had a car crash and someone shoot a smoky gas. 

You stood up immediately. You noticed that someone put a lot of effort in the room you were in, to make it look like the same as the real one but as you saw the camera above you, you were sure that this wasn’t your home.

Your hands shook and your heart thudded in your chest. Where were you? Where were your friends? The tension in your body started to grow. You were trying to find a way out but all you found out was that you were a prisoner in a room that looked like your home and there was no way out.

“HEEEEEEEEEEEELP!” You screamed with all the air you had in your lungs and hammered with your fist against the door until it hurts.

After minutes, which seemed for you to be hours, a woman’s voice ring out of the loudspeaker. She greeted you in different languages and told you to exit your room.

                                   ~*~

You stepped out of your room and into a nearly dark hallway, where you finally saw all of your friends. You ran over to them and pulled them into a hug. All of you were still in in those orange suits they gave you before you got into the van. You were glad that you weren’t alone in this nightmare anymore but your body was still on alarm.

“What is this place?” Aria asked. She seemed like she hadn’t slept for days.

“I think that this is ‘A’s House.” Hanna replied with the same tired look in her eyes.

“More like ‘A’s Dollhouse.” Spencer added.

Emily looked at you. “Yes, and we’re the dolls.”

You started to take short breaths and your heart was pounding faster.

While the others looked around to find away out or to see anything that could help escaping, Spencer noticed your breathing and took your hand. “Calm down Y/N, we’re all here.”

Hanna was confused. “What is happening to her?”

You realized that everything around you slowed down but your movements became faster. You had a panic attack. You had those before but with different triggers. Spencer was the only one who knew about them.

“Y/N, look at me. You’re not alone and we’ll get out of here!” She tried her best to sound convincing. “You’ve space, you can move. Everything will be alright.” 

You breathing didn’t stabilized. Spencer knew that you had those panic attacks since you got locked up by ‘A’ in a box at the train-party, Jason told her. He asked for her help as you became afraid of small rooms or feeling locked up in anyway, because it happened a lot by the time and for him, Spencer was the closest of your friends.

Spencer suddenly had an idea. “Think about what he’d tell you.” 

And you did as she told you. You remembered Jason’s voice and tried to hear it as clearly as you could. You nearly could imagine how he’d look at you while trying to calm you and this actually calmed you down.

“How did you do that?” Aria asked Spencer.

“Y/N, are you alright?” Emily placed a hand on your shoulder and you nodded.

“Please, follow the lighted pathway.” You hear the loudspeaker-female voice again.

You looked at each other. All of you were confused and angry at the same time.

“Please, follow the lighted pathway.”

Hanna clenched her teeth. “We heard you, Bitch.”

You wrapped your hands around her Hanna’s arm and all of you followed the lights, that were placed near the ground on each side of the walls that surrounded you.

                                   ~*~

You entered a room that looked exactly alike to the DiLaurentis living room. You saw a woman- at least you thought it had to be a woman, as you saw the long blond hair, you thought for a second it could be Alison - but she had a mask on, so you couldn’t see her real face. She way playing a classical piano song, which sounded familiar to you...

Emily took a step forward, “Ali, is that you?”

The woman stopped playing the piano and pulled off the mask she wore.

You looked at each other in disbelief. It was Mona. You thought she was dead for so long but seeing her alive and well was a relieve, even when it shocked you at first.

Mona was dressed like Alison, in the night she disappeared. She also acted like her, which confused all of you more than the whole situation already did.

                                   ~*~

Caleb’s House:

Jason entered Calebs room and saw him sitting on his computer, probably trying to track all of you.

“Hey Man,” Caleb said. “I’m sorry.”

Caleb and Jason got along pretty well. Caleb was the only one who knew about how serious the relationship to you was for Jason, and that he planned to propose to you.

Jason nodded thankfully. “Anything yet?” 

“Caleb got into the P.D.’s command center.” Toby replied.

Jason walked over to the boys and watched carefully what Caleb was doing. Even when he had no idea of hacking, he hoped to see anything that could lead to you.

“And if you cross check the vans GPS system with the P.D.’s system, it goes dead right here.” Caleb pointed to a map on his monitor. 

Toby nodded. “On Route 30, near the railroad crossing.” he looked at Jason, trying to read his mind as he stared on the monitor.

Jason noticed Toby looking at him. “Toby, I’m sorry for the way I acted. I was-”

“Don’t mention it. I get it and I would’ve done the same.” 

Jason appreciated Toby’s words, probably more than Toby could know. Jason hated it when he behaved like this, because of you he became a better man but sometimes his old manners and his temper would take control over him.

“Okay, so what does us tell this?” Ezra asked.

Jason was so focused on what Caleb might have found out that he didn’t even noticed Fitz being there.

“That’s when ‘A’ hacked into the system of the van and took control over the vehicle.” Caleb answered.

Jason tried to listen what else they’ve found out but it was hard for him to concentrate when all he could think about was what ‘A’ might do to you or if you would be still alive.

                                   ~*~

In the Dollhouse:

Mona, or Alison how she calls herself, offered all of you some Tea and cookies. She spoke and continued to act like Alison, also the way she treated you all were the same way Ali would’ve treated you.

Emily looked at her, she still couldn’t believe that Mona was alive. “We really thought you were dead.”

“Thank god for Mrs. Grunwald.” Mona sighed. “I don’t know how I’ll ever repay her for saving my life that night.” She sat down between Hanna and Emily. “I’m so happy to see you guys.” Mona smiled.

“Cut the crap Mona.” You scowled. The others were surprised by your words.

You couldn’t handle the way she acted and even when you had a panic attack a few minutes ago, you could breathe fine now and were done with the shit that ‘A’ was doing with all of you already.

Hanna placed her hand gently on Mona’s knee. “I’m really happy to see you too, Mona.” She said soft.

“Do not call me that again.” Mona threatened. “You know how much I loathe that Bitch.”

Emily touched Mona’s hair. She was desperate to know if it truly was her hair and it was. Emily looked at Spencer shocked and somehow you couldn’t hide a small smirk.

Suddenly you heard the loudspeakers again, a bell chimes and Mona leaves the room. You and the girls followed her, obviously confused. 

                                   ~*~

She leads you into another room and she sits down with a board game. The room looked like a child’s room. You felt that your body tensed again, it really creeped you out seeing all this dolls around you.

“We need to start the game,” Mona looked at you and again you hear chimes,  “four chimes means it’s game time.”   

Mona opened the board game and you and your friends sat down at the table. She tried to explain how to play the game but all of you were distracted or confused. Mona opened  a “door” on the board and you all could see a picture of Ezra where he was on the Ice Ball.

“No, I’m not gonna sit here and play this stupid game.” Aria panicked and you could see the fear in her eyes.

You heard the chimes again and Mona stood up and got all of you a letter by ‘A’. In it was an invention to prom.

“We’re playing the game to see who our prom dates will be.” Emily said.

You were the same opinion as Aria. You stood up and looked at the other pictures until you found one of Jason. You threw the invention away. 

“We’re not playing this game, do you hear me?” You shouted as you walked over to the camera that was watching all of you..

Hanna also stood up and looked into the camera above. “You win, you can have us as your precious dolls... but if Caleb shows up here and if you do anything to hurt him-”

“-it won’t.” You throw in.

“How can you be so sure?” Hanna looked at you in disbelieve.

You looked at the camera, “because if I see Jason and this thing hurts him, I will kill it myself.”

“Y/N!” Mona tries to calm you.

“No, Y/N is right. You’re not Alison. You’re Mona, okay?” Hanna snaps at her. “And this is not your house. You’re not here alone anymore. There are six of us.”

“And just one of him, her or it, bitch!” You hissed at ‘A’ and looked right into the eye of the camera.

“They’re right. Let’s find a way to get the hell out of here.” Emily suggested and the others, except Mona, agreed.

“Mona, let’s go.” Spencer said soft.

“I’m Alison. Alison DiLaurentis.” Mona replied with a worried look.

“Mona, let’s go!” Hanna yelled and a loud alarm started wailing.

All of you tried to cover your ears. It was a sound that was alike to a fire alarm but much much louder. 

Mona ran out of the room and told you all to follow. She ran into a room that looked exactly like Alison’s.

She turned around and looked at you. “It won’t stop until you’re all in your rooms.”

You did as she said and ran into your rooms, the door shut behind you and after a minute, the alarm stopped.

And again, you were alone. 

                                   ~*~

Hours past and you couldn’t tell what time it was by now. Your thoughts were racing, first about who was torturing you and your friends, if the police would ever find you, if they were even looking and then you thought about Jason and what he might do, if he couldn’t find you.

At first you didn’t want to lay in the fake bed in your fake room but you couldn’t help yourself. You were exhausted and eventually, you felt asleep.

You heard something whirring because you woke up. Short after, Mona came into your room.

“We’ve got three Minutes, come on.”

                                   ~*~

Calebs House:

Meanwhile, Caleb retrieved the footage from the traffic camera.

Toby looked at the monitor in confusion, “What the...?” he asked as he saw a cartoon.

“‘A’ must’ve found a way to override the camera.” Caleb explained.

Jason tried to hide his anger but Ezra couldn’t, he was so upset by ‘A’ mocking them with a cartoon that he kicked against a wall.

Caleb, Toby and Jason shrugged but as they saw that Ezra was hurt, they tried to comfort him.

“Are you okay?” Jason asked worried.

“I’ll get you some ice for that.” Toby offered.

“I don’t need ice.” Ezra shouted in anger. “I need to find Aria and we’ve got nothing. Nothing.” He yelled.

Caleb looked thoughtful at his computer. “If I find the right code, I’ll write a program that’ll pinpoint the source of the signal.” Then he looked at Ezra. “That’s all we need to prove to Tanner that ‘A’ took the control over the van.”

Jason nodded. “Do it, Toby you call her.” 

                                   ~*~

In the Dollhouse:

You followed Mona and woke up the others. You walked behind her as she brought you to some sort of crossing.

“Every night the generator shuts down like a clockwork.” Mona started. “It takes exactly three minutes for the backup power to kick in. I’ve run in 90 seconds in each direction,” She stopped walking. You took a look around and saw a door. 

“I’ve found the way out, but there’s an old silo at the end and one has to climb up. There is a ladder there, but it’s about 50 feet to the top and one cannot get to the top before the power turns back on.” Mona explained in a hurry. Then she pointed to the other side, where you were standing. “The other way leads to a big empty room and past that room is a sealed steel door, like that of a vault, at the end of the hall.”

“Like a bank vault?” Spencer asked.

“And whats on the other side?” You questioned and hoped to here that this was an actual exit for this hell hole.

“I’m dying to know too, but I’ve never made it inside by time.” She replied.

“What do you mean ‘by time’?” Hanna looked at her in fear.

“It leaves you without food or water for days.” Mona answered. “It blasts the siren until you’d rather die than listen to it one more second. And on a loop, ‘A’ plays a recording of her loved ones crying.” She was scared and also hurt by the thought of her mother crying.

Your body started to shiver and your hands began to shake. Usually you were tough, at least you made everybody think you were, but this was too much to handle. Only the thought of hearing Jason or your family cry because they’d think you’d be dead, made you wish you’d actually die. 

You were also afraid what would happen here to your friends, if they wouldn’t do what ‘A’ wants them to do. You looked at the others and saw that they felt the same way you did. You took Aria’s and Emily’s hand and tried to comfort them as much as you could. Also you hoped that this would prevent you, from another panic attack.

“It wanted me to become Alison, so that’s who I am when it’s watching.” Mona continued. “It thinks it beat me. But I’m still here. I’m the one who’s winning the game.” She tried to sound confident.

You were so much in your thoughts and tried to get everything that Mona had told you, that you didn’t listen to anything else anymore. But your body was on high alert, whenever you heard something unfamiliar, so you shrugged as you heard a clicking noise.

“Did anyone here that?” You asked.

Mona looked at you in fear. “We’ve got 17 seconds. Run!”

You did as she said and you could’ve sworn, each of you never ran that fast. You were running for your life.

[chloe-skywalker]

We Gotta Know - Jason Dilaurentis

Jason x Fem!Reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 662

Summary: The liars forcing you to go out with Jason after he asks. Hoping they can figure out if he’s -A. They don’t know you already dating Jason and have been for a while. So you tell Jason when you both go out.

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“Come on Y/n.” Aira pleaded to Y/n. They really needed her help on this.

“We gotta know if he’s -A.” Hannah pointed out their main reason for trying to get her to accept Jason's date. They had overheard the two talking and Jason mentioned their upcoming date. Since the girls don’t know they’re dating they believe he was asking her out. 

“And this is the perfect opportunity.” Spencer added. She had planned it all out.

Y/n looks at them in shock. “You all are using me as a way to find out if Jason is -A. Okay one I could get hurt if he was, two Jason is not -A.”

Emily furrowed her brows. “How do you know he’s not.”

“Ali was his sister. Sure they didn’t get along but he wouldn’t kill her.” Y/n tells them what she thought should be good enough reasons.

“We have to know for sure. So please do this.” Aria pleads one last time.

“Fine.” Y/n gave in. They wouldn’t leave it alone and she couldn’t tell them the truth. They’d freak.

Later after messaging Jason back and accepting the date, the two made plans for going to see a movie and walk around for a while and get dinner.

“Hey Jason.” Y/n greeted him with a hug and a smile.

“Y/n/n” Jason smiled as he escorted her to his car and they headed off on their date.

They went and saw the movie and had a nice time. Now the two were just walking around through the strip mall. 

Jason noticed how she seemed a little on edge, and it worried him. 

“What's on your mind?” He had noticed her odd behavior and Jason really felt like he needed to say something.

“Huh?” Y/n looked at him in confusion.

“You're slightly distracted, looking around like we’re being followed or something.” Jason added before noticing how even after mentioning it she’s still acting that way he asks. “Did -A message you?”

Y/n shook her head, she had to tell him. She wouldn’t keep it from him. “No. It’s the girls.”

“What do you mean?” Jason furrowed his brows. Why would the girls be making her act this way?

“They think your -A.” Y/n admits looking at him with apologetic eyes.

“What?” Jason was in shock and couldn’t believe it. The girls thought he killed his own sister.

“They think you could be -A so when they overheard us planning this date, since they don;t know we’re dating. They thought it was a perfect chance to see if your -A.” Y/n told him, explaining the situation.

“I can see why you don’t want to tell them.” Jason grimaced, god this situation was so messed up he thought.

“I tried telling them you're not -A but it’s hard to go to the extent of doing it when I can’t tell them how I know.” She gave him a sad smile.

“I appreciate it.’ He gave her a small understanding smile before sighing. “Me and Ali didn’t get along but I wouldn’t kill her. Or threaten you guys.”

Y/n nodded and scoffed. “I know. Ali wasn’t the nicest person. Honestly half the time she was a bitch. To everyone. But you wouldn’t do any of this.”

“So are you worried their watching us?” Jason asks, looking around himself.

“Possibly. I don’t know.” Y/n shrugged nervously. She didn’t know if they were but she wouldn’t put it pass them. She was nervous the whole time and had been slightly distant from him the whole night because of it.

“Wanna run to the car and get outta here and be alone? If they are following us and watching we can lose them.” Jason smirked at his girl as he grabbed her hand in his.

“That sounds amazing.” Y/n smiled up at him.

“Let’s go.” Jason grabbed her hand and they bolted to the car laughing.

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[ribbcnpoems]

“ You can't leave. ”

pairing: jason di laurentis x reader

word count: 1,9k

warnings: after the dollhouse, slurs, tension building, no smut but sexual thoughts.

summary: Cece has been arrested and you're finally leaving Rosewood. Or, are you?

You're finally able to escape Rosewood after Cece's been arrested, even though you love your best friends you just can't stay in this shit town any longer, plus you fear someone will discover what the girls and you did to Wilden even if your nightmare of a stalker is behind jail bars.

Your suitcase was closed and you were heading to the Brew, wanting a coffee before leaving. You did not warn your friends, goodbyes always made you feel awkward and you didn't want this to happen.

“ Hello Sabrina. An americano to-go, please. you ask with a sligh smile, searching your purse for your credit card.

— Sure. It'll be ready in a minute, five dollars please. ”

The blonde who seem pretty dazed smiled politely and you paid for your cup, thanking her before heading towards a seat to wait for it. Emily had her night-off and you knew she spent time with Ali. You were scrolling on your phone when a masculine voice raised near the doors.

“A latte please. Thank you, i'll be near the bookshelves.”

The man spoke and you were trying everything you could to stay focused on the tiny screen, half-reading an article about the dollhouse. It was literal bullshit and you scoffed at a line saying you had as much food and water as you needed everyday.

“Oh, hi ! What're you doing here? he spoke softly and you jumped on your seat in surprise.

— Jason! you smile at him even if you were surprised he talked to you, you were never really close. Well i'm having a cup before heading to the airport. I uh.. Have to visit my cousin. ”

You lied, trying to sound steady and the man raised an eyebrow with a curious expression on his face, bit let it go and instead raised his hand when he saw the server searching for both of you. He thanked her with a polite grin and turned to you with your two cups in hands.

“ Can I walk with you? he proposes before explainging himself. I wanted to talk to you, about.. Where you were, mostly who trapped you. he confessed and you roll your eyes but accept.

— Yeah, c'mon. I don't want to miss my plane.”

You agree and head back to your car, followed by the sunkissed-skin man. You would lie to say he isn't hot, but since he's your best-friend's brother it's totally out of question, so you never really paid attention to his shining cornflower colored eyes, or the way a strand of hair fell onto his forehead whenever he leans to talk to someone. Until tonight, tho. You couldn't tell if it was the fact that you were leaving this crappy town or something bigger but as you walked over to the engine, you couldn't help but gaze at him subtily, which he noticed but didn't say anything about, clearly not bothered. If he was honest to himself, he had this crush on you since the first day but didn't act on it because even if his little sister was a brat, he didn't want to fight with her once more.

“ I'm sorry for what Cece did to you. he finally states with a solemn tone. I can't believe she is Charles and everything. It's so–

— Weird. you cut him, agreeing with a nod. You don't have to apologize for her. She won't ever hurt me, or any of us again.

— I know but, I saw some pictures and tapes and can't get them out of my mind ever since. he sighs, eyeing you and his voice softens. Are you okay? I mean, do you need someone to talk?

— I am okay Jason. you lie and he didn't believe it. I mean, I will be, someday. you then admit before shaking your head. Actually, I don't want to talk about it, but I could use some help for my luggages at the airport? you try, this week had you exhausted and he seems to be genuine.

— Yeah. he coughs then offers. Sure, I can drive if you'd like? I won't crash your car.

— Course, go on. you throw him the keys and get to the passenger's seat before securing yourself. Don't you have somewhere else to be or are you staying because of Ali? you ask, trying to not let awkard silence take place.

— It's more my dad than Ali. He thinks I should spend more time with her but I.. he hesitates. I'm not sure if I want to. It's Alison.

— Yeah. you nod. She's intense. you shiver at your words, you used the same about Cece not long ago. But hey, do what the hell you want, she's not gonna broke if you live your life, Jason. you finally advise with a compassionate smile.

— I will think about it, kiddo. he smirks, still driving at a normal pace.

— Don't call me that grandpa, and hit the pedal. rolling your eyes, you mimick a yawn. I'm gonna miss my plane! ”

At your command, the car sped up a little and you smile, your eyes focused on the road. For a while, your wonder where you're really gonna go. With the money you earned you have lots of options and starts picturing yourself in different places of the world. The moon has now rise and the radio plays one of your favorite song so you hum to it. Jason looks at you playfully, wondering why you never did look at him the way he did. His eyes go back to the road and he clears his throat.

“So, where does your cousin live? he asks, eyebrows frowned but still wearing that smirk.

— Oh.. Uh. you search your mind as fast as you can for your first destination. California. Yeah, that's it. In California.

— Stop lying to me. he scoffs, shaking his head in disbelief. Alison didn't tell me you were going somewhere and I know she would be pissed. ”

You don't answer and shrug. He laughs a little and you wonder if he's gonna tell your friends? After all, you don't know him very well, he could. You turn your face to look at him and the lights are reflecting on his nose bridge, he's so handsome that you forget to breathe for a second. Putting this thought in another drawer of your mind, you finally open your mouth, but what comes out you didn't expect.

“ Alright, i'm leaving, okay? I can't be in my room and see all of these stupid shit your sister did to me! you snap and the anger you didn't knew you had in you unleashes. I can't fucking look at myself in a mirror, my body's disgusting, filled with scars your fucking sister did to me! you were ready to keep going but he raises a steady hand.

— Calm down sweetheart, because you're not going anywhere in this state of mind. while speaking he goes to the next exit of the road and starts to take it the other way, your eyes widened and you were ready to protestate but he didn't let you the time. In fact, you're not going anywhere. We're gonna eat dinner because i'm starving and you will talk to me, then we'll talk about leaving.

— What the heck is wrong with you? the anger didn't leave your body but tripled. Who do you think you are to take these decisions? I'm not one of your sisters! you roll your eyes.

— I know you're not. he sighs, defeated. I would let them go if they wanted. But you. he points at you. Are not leaving whilst you're so fragile.

— I am not ! That's it, Jason stop the fucking car and go. he scoffs but continues to drive into the city. I'm serious! you didn't know if you could be more tense than this right now, and these stupid lights didn't help.

— I'm not parking until we're at my appartment. I told you, we will have dinner and talk.

— But–

— I don't care ! his nostrils widened as he raised his voice in the habitacle. It wasn't planned. You can't go. his tone went down a bit, but you could still feel something in it that you couldn't quite place.

— But why? Are you working with Cece or something? you questioned with a suspicious tone and he burst out laughing. That's not funny! Jason i'm scared ! ”

You finally admit, slowly backing further from him and that's when he choses to stop the car on the side, looking in your eyes. One of his eyebrows raise and he pouts as you were grapping the handle to go out of your own car.

“ You're scared of me? concern fills his voice and you stop. That's not.. I don't work with this bitch. I just.. he stops for a second and gulps. I don't want you gone because I think we'd miss out on something.”

Jason's gaze locks into yours and you're speachless for a moment, but not able to look anywhere else. He unlocks his seatbelt without looking away, lost in your broken soul. Leaning closer, he puts a hand on your right cheek and you can't help but dive into the contact.

“ But.. Jason it's.. What if it upsets them? you stutter, refering to his sisters, any resistance you had was shattered into pieces the moment he rubbed your cheek with his thumb.

— I don't really care.. You said you were leaving, aren't you? he asks, his lips a lot closer to your ear sending shivers down your spine and before you could try to answer, he murmurs. I could come with you.. Could take you in so many countries.. ”

The double-meaning of his words has your thighs clenching and you look up, leaning closer to his lips. The feeling of his breath against your skin could make you lose it but you tried to keep your cool, even though you were as hot as magma. He's the one who breaks the last bits of space between you two, crashing his lips against yours, earning a soft sigh from you. For a moment it's like time has stopped and you dive into the kiss, your hands searching his chest with hunger. His tongue finally makes its way to yours and it's like fireworks are exploding in your head, you feel dizzy with his hands exploring your thighs. Panting, you break the kiss slowly bit rest your head against his.

“ Take me to your place. you ask and he raise an eyebrow with a hopeful grin. Please, take me back. you plead, a hundred percent sure about yourself.

— Fuck.. he sighs with relief and doesn't waste anytime, driving at a fast speed, your hunger-filled eyes still fixated on him. Don't look at me like this, sweetheart.”

You giggle but don't stop –can't stop– and you swore you've seen his jaw clench. His free hand goes up on your thigh, squeezing it softly. When he parks again after the three longest minutes of your existence, you hurry to go out of the car and he does the same, taking your hand when you're on the sidewalk, driving you inside his building, eager to let all this years of lust out on you...

[imagines-for-the-fangirls-soul]

Merry Marry - Jason DiLaurentis

An Advent Calendar of Fics!

Pairing: Jason DiLaurentis x Reader Synopsis: The reader and Jason’s first Christmas together as a married couple. Word Count: 1,024

“Are you sure you’re going to be happy tomorrow? I mean, without your family,” you asked, tilting your head up to look at Jason. He positioned his pillow behind his head, and looked down at you.

“Are you kidding? I’m more excited than I’ve ever been about tomorrow because they aren’t here. Anyways, you’re my family now.” You smiled and touched his cheek, pulling him in for a sweet kiss.

“This will be our first Christmas as a married couple.”

“I know. That’s why it’s going to be so amazing.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah, I’m pulling out all the stops.” You laughed and pulled out of his arms, snuggling your pillow instead.

“Guarantee you that my present is better than yours.” Jason cocked his eyebrow and shook his head.

“Doubt it.”

“You’ll just have to wait until tomorrow morning,” you said, closing your eyes. Jason laughed and  kissed your forehead.  “I’m gonna kick your ass at Christmas.”

“Punk.”

The next morning, you woke up before Jason, and walked out into the living room. The tree was lit, and the sun was just beginning to rise, making it glow on the floor of your apartment. You made coffee, and the smell of it must have woken Jason up. He stumbled into the kitchen, glasses hanging off of his nose.

“Morning,” he said groggily.

“Merry Christmas.”

“Merry Christmas,” he said, wrapping his arms around your waist and kissing you. “Ready to open presents?”

“I am,” you said with a smile. You handed him his mug of coffee and walked over to the tree. You sat down on the floor, and Jason sat across from you.

“So I got you a couple of small things, too. But I’ll leave the best present for last.”

“Ooh, I did, too.” You reached under the tree and handed him a blue and white wrapped present. 

“You should go first,” he said.

“Shut up.” Jason glanced up at you with a smile and you laughed. He tore open his present, and found a framed picture of the two of you on your wedding night. “I thought you could put it in your office. Every other place you go already has a picture-”

“I love it,” he said, smiling up at you. You smiled back and he kissed you. “Thank you. Now it’s your turn.” He reached under the tree and handed you a red present. You opened it and found a blue sweater that you had liked in the department store a month ago. 

“You remembered.”

“I may have bought it the next day.” You laughed and held it up to yourself. 

“Thanks, babe.”

“You’re welcome.” You went on opening presents, and you each got an assortment. Jason got a few new shirts, a cookbook he wanted, and a new waffle iron. You got a dress, a pair of earrings, new boots, and a guitar.

“You’re telling me you have something more to give me?” you asked, looking at him in confusion as he reached under the tree again.

“Yes, I told you I was gonna beat you at Christmas.” You snorted and he handed you the tiny box. You smiled and looked down at it.

“You know you can’t propose to someone once you’re already married to them?” He laughed and nodded.

“Yeah, I got that.” You laughed and opened the purple present. Inside you found a ring box, and inside was a thin band covered in tiny diamonds. You smiled and looked at him shock. 

“Jason.”

“It goes with your wedding band,” he said, taking your hand. He slid the ring on, and it paired perfectly with the one that you already wore. “And the inside is engraved with the year.”

“I love it,” you said, cupping his cheek, pulling him into kiss you. “I love you. This is amazing.”

“Haha! I told you I would beat you.” You smiled and looked down at the sparkly ring once more. Jason was smiling, and you were sad to take that away from him. Although his gift was incredibly spectacular, you knew yours was better.

“Okay. I have one more thing to give you.” 

“Okay.” You reached under the tree and handed him the green present. It wasn’t much bigger than the box he just gave you for the ring, and he looked down at it in confusion. “What is it?”

“Open it.” He smiled and ripped open the package carefully, and when he opened the velvet box, he found an ornament inside.

“Oh, wow,” he said. The ornament was engraved with the year, and it said ‘Our First Christmas.’ “Don’t we already have this, though? Your mom gave us one.”

“Yeah, but this one is a little different. Turn it over.” He turned it over, and his face scrunched up, trying to understand what it was saying. 

“What?” Engraved on the back was the saying, ‘Our First Home.’

“Oh, I forgot the most important part.” You jumped up and walked into the kitchen, and came back, handing him an envelope. He opened it, and gasped. Tears were starting to form in his eyes.

“Are you serious?”

“I wanted to tell you so badly-” He cut you off, and hugged you. 

“How did you do this?”

“I only had enough for the down payment, and I already co-signed you. Do you know how easy it is to forge your signature?”

“Wait, wait, wait, so it’s ours?”

“Yeah, it’s ours.” He laughed and hugged you again, pulling you into his lap. He was smiling widely and kissed your head a few more times. 

“I can’t believe you did all of this.” You shrugged and looked at him happily.

“We get to move in next month.”

“This is literally the greatest thing that I have ever received. Thank you so much.”

“You’re welcome.”

“You kicked my ass.”

“Yeah I did!” you said, punching the air. He laughed and looked down at the papers in his hands. He pulled you back into his lap and kissed you. 

“I’m so glad I married you.”

“I’m glad I said yes. Although, I expect more of those rings in the future.”

“You’ve got it. Merry Christmas.”

“Merry Christmas, baby.”

[natsvenom]

Angel

Jason DiLaurentis x fem!reader

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

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

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

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

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

“…Alison.” You guys said in unison.

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

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

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

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

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

“Spencer.” Spencer spoke, greeting herself.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“What?” She questioned.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“But—”

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

“I love you too, Jase.” You yawned.

“I know angel.”

[starstruck-cupid]

Secret Lover

Jason DiLaurentis x fem!Reader

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

What the fuck?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[davinashifts333]

THE SECRET AFFAIR (Jason DiLaurentis x Liar!Reader): ⚫️summary; one year after Alison’s disappearance everything in Rosewood went haywire. Y/n, Aria’s maternal cousin & now 1/5 of the remaining Liars, who had either an equal amount or possibly even more secrets than her childhood friends, had been dating her now presumed dead best friend’s brother. That’s right, since before the summer of Alison’s disappearance Y/n & Jason had secretly been hooking up & began officially dating due to her helping him sober up & help him through his toughest nights that now gloomed over his past. She was his main alibi for the night everything happened with Alison but, obviously couldn’t tell anyone why she was with him. So why now, that they’re finally putting Alison to rest does it all go to shit? Because the whole town believes one of the liars did it. ⚠️warnings; swearing, age gap relationship (Y/n is the same age as the girls but one of the oldest, so 5-6 years younger than Jason), adult themes, murder, gore-ish?, PLL shit dude, it’s crazy, 18+ ONLY!

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Y/N’s POV (first day of Junior Year):

A banging on my door, or what I registered as banging woke me up as my alarm clock blared out loud.

“Y/n! Time to get up! You’ve got 20 before you and Aria have to go!” My aunt Ella announced as I sat up, groggy but somewhat at peace? It was weird ever since I saw Jason again, I felt like I could breathe again. Like everything was falling into place. I felt like myself.

“Getting ready now! Thanks Ella!” She never asked me to call her aunt, she hated the idea of forcing the title on me so, Ella it was. I put on a casual yet stylish outfit and headed to wash my face and do my morning hygiene. Bumping into Mike who just rolled his eyes half asleep.

I scoffed as I let his tween gestures roll off my back, he took it the hardest when I had to move in with them, he stated he already had one sister to hate, now he would be forced to have two? Aria and I met out by my old DeVille that I inherited from my mom, hopped in and drove to school. When we arrived I spotted a familiar car half a block away and Aria elbowed me.

“Go get him, i’ll wait for you inside.” She smirked as she slipped out of the car and was soon replaced by Jason sitting in her seat.

“Happy first day of Junior year, doll.”

He pulled a small box out of his jacket and handed it to me. Red, like the old streaks I used to have in my hair with a white bow wrapped around it. Inside was a silver locket, shaped like a heart with a rose on the front and our initials engraved on the back. I opened the heart to find a picture of us from the last time we saw each other.

“Jason! You didn’t have to do this! I love it, thank you.” I reached over the middle console and placed a small kiss to his cheek. He smiled as brightly as i’d ever seen and it brought a warmth to my heart.

“I missed that smile. Really, thank you for the gift.” He locked eyes with me while grabbing hold of the locket and gestured for me to turn, allowing him to place it on me. It was surreal, a year ago we had our entire lives uplifted because of Alison’s disappearance and Aria and I moved around the world. Now, it feels like everything was looking up. Until a sudden ding on my phone. I grab it quickly thinking it was Aria but was surprised to see a name I hadn’t since the summer before everything with Ali.

‘Isn’t Jason looking nice. Maybe this picture should be sent to everyone who would care. Maybe like the cops? -A’

The photo attached is he and I kissing the day I came back to Rosewood. My hand begins to shake and Jason takes notice. I lock my phone as he reaches for it and clear my throat.

“Just a text from my dad, haven’t heard from him in a while. Anyway, I have to get to class, Aria is waiting for me.” I smile and he kisses me tenderly.

“Alright, call me when you get out, maybe we can go for dinner or you can come over? Okay?” I nod and kiss him once more before we both exit the car. We never hid, only because of the age difference but recently this last week was perfect. We were more public but still a bit nervous of what everyone would think. I head into the school only for Aria to begin cheesing at me like crazy.

“Multiple kisses!?! The double exit from the car, the necklace!? God, you are so lucky!” She touches the necklace before linking our arms. She was always so supportive of Jason and I and I could not be more happy. Well, I could have.. Until the goddamn text.. How was I supposed to tell Aria? What if the others were getting them too? What if Jason was hurt? The day flew by fast and before I knew it, I was back in my car heading home with Aria blasting the radio. What am I going to do?

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A/N: SO SORRY FOR THE DELAY BUT AFTER ALL OF THE POSITIVE RESPONSES TO THE FIRST PART I HAVE DECIDED TO CONTINUE THE STORY!! THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH!! MORE TO COME!! 🩷

[lisacameron99]

Hi! I was wondering if you would be willing to do an imagine for Jason DiLaurentis with the the song dress by Taylor Swift? (possibly smut) Thank you!

I LOVE THIS REQUEST SO MUCH!!!

Note: I made the age gap between Jason and the Liars 4 years instead of 6 because it seems less icky. This is also just filthy. I've never done anything like this before so I am so sorry if it's shit.

Warnings : 18+ only

this is filthy. just plain filthy. there is no plot legit just smut. tits, oral (m and f receiving), nipple play, titfuck, blowjob, rough sex, riding, missionary, swearing, kinky shit,

Jason and I had a very interesting dynamic. More than friends, but not in a relationship. And I wanted to make that change.

We were going to a party out at Noel Kahn's cabin. Hanna and I were getting ready together.

"Thank you for going shopping with me to get this dress."

"Girl, I am team Jason and Lily. It’s Jily!” Hanna told me.

I rolled my eyes at Hanna. “Hanna, we are not a thing!” I protested.

“Oh you so are! I bet you don’t make it through the night without fucking each other.”

“Hanna!” I gasped, trying to sound offended. “I would never!” I couldn’t even say it with a straight face before we both busted out laughing.

“Besides,” she came up behind me and grabbed my tits. “We both know he can’t keep his hands off these perfect babies.”

I pushed her hands away, laughing. “Apparently neither can you.”

“Oh baby, you know if we both swung each others way we’d be fucking more than rabbits.”

I laughed. “I love you Hanna, but the only person I’m interested in fucking right now is Jason.”

“And I only want Caleb!”

We made our way to the party, mingling here and there, dancing and drinking, getting drunker and drunker. I made my way to the bar to get another drink, not having a care in the world.

"Well, hey there, you might want to slow your roll there little lady." Jason said, sliding up behind me. I leaned my head back onto his shoulder and sighed when he kissed my neck, hands roaming my stomach.

"Think we both know I'm much more fun when I'm drunk." I pressed back against him, feeling his length against my ass.

"I think we both know we're both hornier when we're drunk."

"Are you finally going to tell everybody that we're more than friends?" I asked, quirking my eyebrow at him.

"They say that patience is a virtue." Jason commented, hands resting under my breasts.

I sighed at the feeling. "I'm tired of being patience. I turned in his arms, mine going around his neck and pulling him down to my lips. He moaned softly when our lips touched, pulling me as close as possible to him, one hand bracing the make shift bar table.

"I wanna fuck you" I mumbled against his lips. My hands were shaking.

"Andy," He whispered against my mouth. I felt my brain stop.

"Please." I begged him. I didn't care that I sounded desperate.

"Let's go."

Once we were back at Jason's house, he led me up to his room. I was thankful that he lived alone. Once we were in his room, he was pressing me into the door. Hands roamed my body, finally resting on my boobs. He squeezed over and over, pressing them hard. I let out gasps after gasps as he squeezed my flesh. I humped into his crotch, trying to find friction.

"This dress..." He mumbled looking over the small fabric that clung to my body.

"I only bought this dress so you could take it off."

"Jesus Christ." Jason cursed.

With that, he ripped the dress off my body, exposing me to him.

I pulled his shirt off his body and unbuckled his pants, shoving them down, making his cock spring up.

Jason leaned down and took my tit in his mouth, sucking my nipple hard. My mouth fell open as Jason played with my nipples. The tit that wasn't in his mouth, Jason was pinching it with his index finger and thumb. At this point, I was humping against Jason's thigh as hard as I could, trying to find any sort of friction I could. Jason blew my mind away when he pulled both nipples in his mouth, biting down. I let out a loud moan, the pleasure intense. Jason released my tits from his mouth but put his face in between them, rubbing them all over his face, love bites everywhere. I couldn't see his face, but I knew that he was loving every second of my breasts on his face.

Eventually, I pushed Jason away from my tits, sinking to the ground. I was going to give him the same pleasure he gave me. I took his cock in my mouth, going down as far as I could in one go.

"Jesus," Jason groaned lowly, hand in my hair.

"Not Jesus," I told him. "Just Andy." I went back down, taking him all the way down my throat. My hand came up and fondled his balls, pressing them against my face. Jason bucked against my face repeatedly, hands holding on to my head for dear life as I blew him.

"Oh my God."

Jason’s hand came down and found my clit, rubbing circles. My eyes rolled into the back of my head at the pleasure. Eventually, the pleasure was too much and I subcame to my first orgasm of the night. Eventually, Jason pulled out of my mouth and pushed me onto my back and climbed on top of me.

"I'm gonna make you forget everybody else," He whispered in my ear, biting down gently. "Wearing a dress just so I could take it off you?"

When he pushed himself inside of me, I gasped. Jason was big. Bigger than I could imagine. And every time he entered me for the first time of the night, it felt like the first time all over again.

It felt like he was carving us into the headpost. Over and over again. Pounding in and out. In and out. Jason flipped me over so I was on top. He sat up, taking my breasts into his hands, pushing them against his face again. I rutted myself against him, panting. I let out a gasp as he bit down on my nipples, and with that, I came on his cock.

"Jason, Jason, Jason." I moaned, throwing my head back as I came down from my high.

Jason flipped me over so I was laying on my stomach. He entered me from behind and I moaned as he fucked me through my orgasm.

"I don't want you like a best friend." I cried out.

"We were never just friends." Jason moaned, voice low. "We have always been so much more. With that, he pulled out and came over my back. He panted, laying down next to me.

"Promise?" I asked him quietly.

"Promise."

End.

This is literally the filthiest thing I've ever written. I'm so sorry if it's crap.

[v2mped]

bf!jason who’s eyes always find yours in a crowd of people, smiling when your gazes meet

bf!jason who gets jealous quickly and will definitely give a dirty look (or even start a fight) with any guy who looks at you the wrong way

bf!jason who starts kissing you and being all touchy when he’s jealous just so everyone knows who you’re with

bf!jason who buys you flowers and gifts whenever just because he likes seeing you happy

bf!jason who has the worst sense of humor and makes dad jokes 24/7 but you still smile or even laugh at them because of how proud he looks when you do

bf!jason who calls you baby, babygirl, sweetheart, and princess

bf!jason who isn’t afraid to touch you in public and will grab, smack, squeeze and even stare at your ass shamelessly. He starts doing it a lot more just because he likes how flustered you get

bf!jason who definitely wears the most delicious rings on his fingers that make you get heart eyes and asks why you’re staring at his hands like that

bf!jason who gives the sloppiest kisses ever and acts like he hasn’t kissed you in YEARS

bf!jason who says “I need you to use your words sweetheart” when you’re all whiny and needy for him :((

bf!jason who’s too afraid to hurt you when fucking even when you beg him to be rougher

bf!jason who eventually gives in because he couldn’t hold back any longer and fucks you till you’re all dumb and a mumbling mess <3

bf!jason who eats pussy like it’s his last meal, his fingers holding your thighs over his shoulders as your juices run all down his chin and down his neck, and he moans when you cum all over his face cause he can’t get enough of your sweet taste :(

bf!jason who lowkey has a breeding kink and starts mumbling “how pretty you would be with his cum leaking out your pretty little pussy” (but he gets too scared and cums all over your pretty little tits)

bf!jason who gives you gentle kisses all over your face once yall are done and whispers how good you did :((

bf!jason who falls asleep with you in his arms and the cutest little smile on his face <3

dividers belong to @rookthornesartistry

@santoriniii heres a little blurb until I finish your request <3

[girlkisser13]

dating jason dilaurentis would include

• jason is incredibly protective, always looking out for your safety, especially given the danger that seems to surround rosewood. he’s wary of anyone he doesn't trust, and he goes out of his way to ensure you’re safe.

• jason isn’t one for grand gestures, but he would show his affection through quiet, intimate moments. whether it’s cuddling on the couch, taking late-night drives, or enjoying a peaceful morning together, he’d cherish the time you spend alone together.

• trust is a big deal for jason, so he’d confide in you about everything. you’d have a special bond built on the shared secrets between you, making your relationship feel even more intimate.

• jason has a dark past and a troubled history, but being with you helps him find balance. you bring light into his life, and he appreciates how you help him see the good in the world, even when things seem bleak.

• BASKETBALL DATES>>>

• jason teaching you how to dribble and shoot.

• jason jumping up to obnoxiously block your shot.

• once jason commits to a relationship, he’s all in. he’s fiercely loyal, always putting your relationship first and working hard to make sure you both are happy.

• he likes to surprise you with spontaneous trips or adventures. whether it’s a weekend getaway or just a late-night drive to a secluded spot, he loves the thrill of doing something unexpected with you.

• despite his intense feelings for you, jason always respect your boundaries. he understands the importance of giving you space when you need it and would never pressure you into anything you’re not comfortable with.

• jason isn’t always the easiest person to read, but over time, he opens up to you about his vulnerabilities. you’re one of the few people he trusts enough to see his softer side, and he values the way you accept him for who he truly is.

• PHOTOGRAPHY DATES>>>

• posing for him so that he can take pictures of you.

• jason is the boyfriend who would get down on his knees if it meant he could take a good picture of you for your instagram.

• he isn't the biggest fan of pda. he prefers subtle forms of affection like putting his arm around you when you’re sitting next to each other or holding your hand under the table.

• the only exception to this rule is that he kisses you before you have to go anywhere.

• however, when the two of you are are alone, this man is ALL over you.

• he has to be touching you in some way, whether it’s a hand on your thigh when he’s driving or touching your calf when he’s reading.

• he likes to know that you’re always there and that you won’t disappear like alison.

• his favorite thing to do is to rest his head against your chest and listen to your heartbeat while you run your fingers through his hair. <33

[writerofsorts]

A Funeral and A Secret

(image creds: to the owner)

pairing: jason dilaurentis x female reader.

summary: 2x05 "the devil you know" episode imagine/rewrite.

warnings: death, funeral.

*read previous part here!

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The day after discovering that Ian Thomas was dead, the girls sat in the courtyard of the school, quietly chatting among themselves.

"Is this a suicide note or a confession?" Aria asked. The five girls were looking at a picture of Ian's suicide note that was found next to his body.

"It's both," answered Spencer.

"How do you have this, Em?" [Y/N] asked, confused as to how Emily had a photo of the note on her iPad.

"I sent it to her," Hanna replied. "I took a picture with my phone before we called the cops."

"It's weird," Emily said, a disturbed glint in her eyes. "Why would Ian kill himself just as he was about to skip town with Melissa?"

"Maybe he realized that he was gonna get caught," [Y/N] suggested and Spencer nodded in agreement. "Yeah, he knew he couldn't hide forever. Even with Melissa and Wren's help."

"He was probably desperate," Aria commented.

"Look, who cares why Ian did it?" Hanna spoke, a little annoyed. "The important thing is Ali's killer is dead and we are no longer people of interest."

"Why am I not feeling relieved right now?" Emily asked, still not convinced.

"Oh, Em, come on," Aria sighed. "For months, we've been about as welcome in this town as a cold sore. Now, people know that we've been telling the truth."

"And, Ian is out of our lives for good," [Y/N] added, Aria and Hanna nodding in agreement with her.

"Yes, but A isn't," Emily pressed and Spencer sighed out loud. "Can we please slay one dragon at a time?"

Spencer suddenly sat up and turned off the iPad. Her friends frowned at her behavior but soon understood when Garrett Reynolds stopped next to their table.

"Hey," he greeted simply.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" Spencer asked curiously.

"I just came to return some evidence that we took from the field hockey office," he answered and looked around once before lowering his voice further. "Look, I just wanted to say I'm sorry you all had to be the ones who found him."

"Melissa is the one who found him," Spencer replied.

"I'm sorry," Garrett said. "Then again, it could've been worse."

"What do you mean?" Aria asked him.

"Bodies decay. He had been dead for at least a week," he replied, making the girls freeze in their seats.

"Give my best to your family," he told Spencer and gave a nod to the other girls before walking away.

"A week?" Hanna whispered.

"That's impossible," [Y/N] said. "Wasn't he texting Melissa?"

"No, he wasn't," Emily said, realizing that her suspicions might be true after all. "I'm betting it was A."

"Why would A pretend to be Ian and then lead us to his body?" asked Aria.

"Does it matter?" Spencer asked. Although she looked stunned by Garrett's revelation about Ian's death, it was clear she wanted to move on from this topic. "The guy was scum and now, he's dead scum. Who cares if A found him first?"

"Aren't you the least bit curious as to why A would be involved?" Emily asked. "I mean, what does A want?"

"You know what I want?" Hanna asked. "I want to enjoy my life again before A finds a way to ruin it."

Hanna got up and walked inside the school with Aria and Spencer following behind. [Y/N] got up to do the same when she noticed Emily making no move from her seat.

"What is it, Em?" she asked softly.

"We now know A is involved," Emily answered. "Doesn't that make you nervous?

"Of course, it does," [Y/N] replied honestly. "Just for today, I wanna forget about A. I'm still recovering from seeing Ian's dead body last night."

Emily's previous apprehension shifted to understanding as she held [Y/N]'s hand. [Y/N] smiled and squeezed Emily's hand in hers.

"But, we'll figure this out," she said, hoping to reassure Emily. "We always do."

…

Later that night, after taking a shower, [Y/N] was dressed in her comfiest pajamas. She was settled comfortably in her bed, reading, when there was a knock on her bedroom door.

"Come in," she called out, placing the bookmark on the current page she was reading, and closed the book.

The door opened and her parents appeared in the doorway as she placed the book on her nightstand. It gave her a sense of déjà vu except for her brother's absence, who went back to his apartment.

"Hi honey," they spoke at the same time and [Y/N] smiled.

"Hello," she said back. "You guys haven't slept yet?"

"No," Leslie replied. [Y/N] moved over and Leslie sat in the space next to her while James sat next to his wife. "Your father and I just got off the phone with Veronica."

"Uh oh," [Y/N]'s response was rather automatic.

"Nothing bad, we promise," James replied instantly, holding his daughter's hand on top of the comforter. "Veronica asked if we could be there at Ian's funeral for them. For Spencer."

"Of course," [Y/N] nodded and her parents shared a look.

"Sweetheart, you don't have to go if you don't want to," Leslie told her. "No one will say anything if you don't go. Even if someone says something, it doesn't matter."

"I want to be there for Spencer," [Y/N] answered. "Besides, this feels like a closure. The closure my friends and I have been looking for since- since they found Ali."

Her parents nodded, understanding where she was coming from.

"We also wanted to apologize for not believing you and your friends about Ian," Leslie said with guilt in her eyes and [Y/N] shook her head. "It's alright. It didn't help that Ian disappeared from the church that night. We had no proof other than our words and experience."

"That should've been more than enough," James argued, angry at himself. "If that wasn't enough, we agreed with Dr. Sullivan and Veronica when they suggested you girls should spend time apart."

[Y/N] could tell her parents were extremely guilt with everything. She was grateful for their understanding; at the same time, she felt a little guilty as well for meeting with her friends behind her parents' backs.

"I have to tell you both something," she spoke, looking between them sheepishly. "My friends and I didn't stop hanging out… completely. We still met up sometimes to talk about everything that's been going on. So, I'm sorry too."

"I had a feeling you girls might your find your way," Leslie said with a playful glare, ruffling [Y/N]'s hair and the latter laughed. "Dad? Are you upset?"

"Of course not," replied James. "This just means I don't have to drown in guilt anymore."

The three of them laughed and the parents engulfed their daughter in a bear hug. According to them, the town's biggest nightmare was over and they couldn't be more relieved.

…

Next day at school, [Y/N] along with Aria, Hanna and Spencer were sitting in their class and quietly chatting before the teacher arrived.

A few minutes later, Emily entered the classroom and rushed over to her friends.

"Ian didn’t commit suicide," she stated with a finality in her tone. "The entire suicide letter is made up of A texts."

"What?" [Y/N] and Spencer exclaimed at the same time.

"How do you know that?" Aria asked.

"I read the note again and a couple of words stuck out to me," Emily explained. "I checked my old text messages. Come on."

Emily gestured the girls to follow her to the back of the classroom for privacy. She pulled out a paper from her notebook and Aria grabbed it first, reading the content.

"I killed Alison. I lost my temper, because she knew too much."

[Y/N]'s eyes widened at the last sentence. 'She knew too much' was text she and her friends had received after A tried to kill Hanna.

"But, there is only so much you can bury and it won't be that easy," Aria continued reading. "But, I know how to get rid of the pain. I can't run anymore. Come and find me. Ian."

"So, these are the parts from the texts?" Hanna asked, pointing at the parts that were printed and pasted on the paper.

"There are only five people that know about the texts," said Emily. "Us and A."

"How did you figure this out?" Aria asked.

"Please. I've been watching Wheel of Fortune with my mom since I was three," said Emily with a hint of humor.

"If A wrote this, that means Ian never actually confessed to killing Ali," Spencer said, her eyes filling with dread.

"It gets worse," Emily added, making the girls look at her in growing worry. "Logan Reed? The guy who dropped off money for Ian the night of the sting? I know where he works. We need more answers."

…

The day of Ian's funeral arrived.

[Y/N] was dressed in a simple black dress with her hair in a simple half up-half down with some strands framing her face.

She arrived at the church with her family and it didn't take long before she spotted her friends. Except for Spencer as she was already inside the church with her family.

James, Leslie, and Sid went ahead to greet the Hastings while [Y/N] joined Aria, Emily and Hanna.

The four girls walked inside the church and the bells went off.

"Who's ringing it this time?" Hanna asked quietly, sarcasm lacing her voice.

"Hey, thanks for being here," Spencer said, walking over to her friends.

"Of course," [Y/N] smiled. "How's your family holding up?"

Spencer didn't answer and turned to look at Melissa. The girls followed the direction Spencer was looking and saw Melissa standing at the back. She was staring down at the floor with no expression on her face and had one arm wrapped around her protruded stomach.

A wave of sadness washed over [Y/N] as she took in Melissa's state. The older woman's gut-wrenching scream from the night they discovered Ian's dead body still rang in her ear sometimes. Melissa didn't deserve to deal with such tragedy, especially while being pregnant.

"What are the police doing here?" Emily questioned when she noticed several police officers stationed at the entrance and scattered throughout the church.

"Uh, my parents wanted them here in case any uninvited guests showed up," Spencer replied quietly.

"I thought my no-party-crashers policy was strict," Hanna joked lightly.

"I think Spencer means angry mob with torches," said Aria.

"I should get back to my family," Spencer smiled tightly. "Thanks again."

A while later, everyone gathered at the cemetery and watched as Ian's casket was lowered to the ground. The five best friends picked up dirt and threw it on the casket, one by one.

[Y/N] was the last to throw the dirt and dusted her hands. She glanced up and she was taken aback to see Jason sitting on a bench in the distance. He resembled a lost little boy as he sat by himself, staring down at his hands, and her heart went out to him.

Soon, the service was completed and most people had left. The girls' parents stayed behind, catching up, while [Y/N] stood to the side, debating on whether she should go check up on Jason or not.

"You should go talk to him," Hanna spoke, coming to stand next to her.

"What?" [Y/N] asked.

"You should go talk to him," Hanna repeated. "I mean, you were thinking the same, right?"

"Well, I was debating on whether I should or not," [Y/N] admitted. "And, I didn't think he would be here."

"Me neither," replied Hanna.

"Waiting for your parents?" Emily asked, walking up to [Y/N] and Hanna. The girls nodded in response and it didn't take long before Emily noticed Jason's presence in the cemetery. "Who's he waiting for?"

Hanna shrugged while [Y/N] said, "Maybe, he came for the same reason we did."

"To spit on Ian's grave?" Emily scoffed, making her friends laugh a little.

"No, for closure probably," said [Y/N].

"Well, I still think he's creepy," Emily said, crossing her arms across her chest. "Even if he wasn't hiding Ian, the guy's a freak and always has been."

Hanna looked at [Y/N], who pursed her lips.

"Anyway, I should go," Emily said, facing the girls again. "Tell your families I said goodbye."

"See you later, Em," [Y/N] replied just Hanna said, "will do."

Hanna turned to [Y/N] once Emily was out of earshot, "don't take her words to heart."

"I won't," [Y/N] smiled, shaking her head. "But, yes, I'll go talk to him."

"Good," Hanna smiled back. "Talk to you later?"

"Definitely," [Y/N] nodded and Hanna gave her a hug before walking away.

After making sure her parents and brother were still chatting with the Montgomery's, [Y/N] made her way towards Jason.

"Hi Jason," she said quietly, not wanting to startle him.

He looked up at her, surprise crossing his features, "Hey [Y/N]."

"Is it okay if I--" [Y/N] pointed to the seat next to him and he moved over instantly, giving her space. "Go ahead."

"Thanks," she smiled as she sat down and clasped her palms in her lap. "I didn't think you would be here."

"I didn't think you'd be here either," he replied, looking at her.

"For Spencer and her family," she answered and he nodded in understanding. "How are you holding up?"

"He was one of my best friends," he stated solemnly. "And, he killed my sister. I- it's hard to believe it. But, I got to admit that Ian and I stopped being friends after-"

[Y/N] looked at him curiously when he paused, "after he what?"

"Doesn't matter now," he shook his head. "How are you? I heard you and your friends were with Melissa when she found him."

"It was… unexpected," she answered. "We were following Melissa and Wren, because we were afraid Ian might hurt her. But, we didn't think we would find his… corpse, instead. I could still hear Melissa's scream in my head."

"I'm sorry," he said, sympathy lacing his voice, and she smiled a little.

"I just hope Ali can finally rest now," she said and he nodded, hoping for the same.

"She was so fearless," he remarked with a small, fond smile. "She used to threaten me all the time with one thing or another."

"Sounds like Ali," [Y/N] chuckled, Jason joining in.

"She was extremely smart, even as a kid," he continued. "She was fearless when she needed to be. I was always a little jealous of that… of her.

"I guess, that's why my parents can't even look at me anymore. They know they lost the wrong kid," he was holding back tears as he finished speaking and [Y/N]'s eyes widened at his words.

"Don't say that," she said back, grabbing his left hand with her right one on instinct. "Look, maybe you coming here today was a mistake."

"The opposite, to be honest," he replied, holding her hand, accepting the comfort she was giving him with the small gesture. "You don't know how good it feels to know it wasn't me."

"What do you mean by that?" she asked, confused.

"I don't remember much from the night Ali died," he explained. "I blacked out and woke up the next morning with a wicked hangover and-"

He paused, reaching into his coat pocket with his free hand. He pulled a piece of paper and held it out to her, "and, this."

She removed her hand from his and took the folded piece of paper. She opened it and her eyes widened as she read the words on it, 'I know what you did.'

"Jason, who gave you this?" she asked, facing him again. "What does this mean?"

"I don't know, but it almost destroyed me," he replied, facing forward.

"You thought you killed Alison?" she whispered, afraid of saying the sentence out loud.

"Like I said, I was jealous of her," he replied quietly. "And, when I got loaded, I got angry."

[Y/N] looked down at the ground, processing the last few minutes.

"But, Ian's confession changed everything," he said, relief visible in his tone. "He did it, not me."

[Y/N] remained silent as her mind was fluttering with thoughts. Not for one moment did she think that Jason killed his sister. However, she also knew that Ian's confession was fake.

So, who really killed Ali? And, who wrote that note for Jason?

She looked down at the paper one more time, her eyes scanning the words. She didn't know if she was being paranoid, but the handwriting looked similar to Ian's 'suicide note' which was actually written by A. So, she couldn't help but wonder if A had been around on the day Ali disappeared and messed with Jason for some reason.

"[Y/N]?" Jason's voice pulled her out of her thoughts. "You okay? You've been silent for a while."

"Yeah, I'm okay," she cleared her throat, before passing the note back to him. "I think you should get rid of this. You- you never know with the people in this town."

He stared at her for a couple of seconds before nodding. He took the note from her and tucked it inside his coat pocket again to take care of it later.

Before either could of them could speak more, several footsteps coming in their direction made them look up.

[Y/N] felt her heart drop to her stomach when she saw that it was her parents and brother. The three of them looked confused seeing her sitting with Jason. She stood up once they were closer and so did Jason. Leslie was the first to break the silence as she smiled at Jason kindly.

"Hi Jason, how are you?" she asked.

"I'm good, Mrs. [y/l/n] and you?" Jason replied back politely.

"Good, thank you," said Leslie.

"Are your parents here?" James asked.

"No, they're not," said Jason. "Coming back to Rosewood is not easy for them."

"Give them our best," Leslie said with sympathy and Jason nodded, "I will, thank you."

"Are you planning on staying?" Sid asked next.

[Y/N] was a silent spectator and she felt a little embarrassed with all the questions her family kept asking Jason. But, he was patiently answering them.

"I do," he replied, clearing his throat. "I've been doing some renovations around the house. They're almost complete."

"Good, good," Sid nodded. "Well, reach out if you need anything."

"Absolutely, don't be a stranger," Leslie added.

"I appreciate it, thank you," Jason said with a small smile.

"Well, we should get going now," James said. "Good to see you, Jason."

"Likewise, Mr. [y/l/n]," Jason replied.

"Bye, Jason," [Y/N] said with a small wave and he smiled at her politely, "Bye, [Y/N]."

Leslie and Sid exchanged their goodbyes with Jason as well before the family of four walked to the parking lot.

"Honey, I didn't know you spoke to Jason DiLaurentis," James broke the silence first.

"Oh, I do… occasionally," [Y/N] replied, a little anxious. She didn't think she would have to talk with her family about Jason this soon. "I mean, I just say hello when I see him around."

"So, this was not the first time?" James asked. He was trying to seem nonchalant, but he didn't like seeing his daughter around a… boy.

"No, not really," [Y/N] replied in a small voice. She didn't want to lie, because her family must've noticed the comfort with which she was speaking to Jason.

"How about we stop at the Grille for some lunch?" Leslie asked once they reached the car, trying to change the topic. Just like her husband, she was curious as to when her daughter started talking to Jason like a friend. At the same time, she knew [Y/N] would talk to them when she was ready.

James, who knew what his wife was doing, stared at her. [Y/N] and Sid watched as their parents had a silent conversation before James sighed in defeat.

"To the Grille, it is," he spoke, getting into the driver's side of the car. Leslie smiled in victory and winked playfully at [Y/N] before getting on the passenger's side.

"I'm here if you need anything," Sid told her simply and opened the backdoor of the car for her to go in first.

"Thank you," she smiled at him before getting inside the car.

Sid got in the seat next to her and closed the door. The ride to the Grille was silent but not uncomfortable.

[Y/N] was grateful that her family did not push her to share more about what's been going on with Jason and her. Not much happened for her to talk about anyway… not yet, at least.

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*read next part here!

ps: i gave the reader/ofc’s family names because it was getting a little difficult to keep up with the abbreviations. sorry for any inconvenience!

[chloe-skywalker]

Keeping Each Other's Secrets - Jason Dilaurentis

Jason x Fem!Reader

Ezra x sister Reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 548

Summary: Being Ezras younger sister and finding out about him and Aria. Well Aria finds out about you and Jason.

Masterlist

Pretty Little Liars Masterlist

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“Whens. Your. Sister. Coming Over?” Aria asked in between kisses.

“Around 5.” Exar answered.

Little did the couple know it was already 5 past 5. So when a knock sounded on the door it made both of them jump.

“What time is it?” Aria pushes him back a bit.

“5 past . Shit.” Eaxar curses.

“The knocks were a warning because I do in fact have a key.” Y/n walks in having used her own key when no one answered. Y/n smirked at seeing their predicament on the couch. “Maybe I should knock harder next time.”

“It’s not-” Aria stuttered but she couldn’t find the words for an answer.

“We weren’t -” Ezra was at a loss for an explanation as well, it’s exactly what it looks like.

“Look guys. I don’t care. If your both happy. And you treat her right.” Y/n pointed at her brother. “Then your secrets safe with me. Because I do imagine this is a secret. Right?” She asked about the obvious age difference.

“Yes.” Aria and Ezra answer at the same time.

“Okay. Just be more careful, k?” Y/n said, wiggling her eyebrows.

Y/n, Aria and Ezra spent the rest of the night hanging out and having fun.

^     ^     ^

“Where are we going Jason?” Y/n asked, confused.

“You’ll see.” Jason smiles excitedly.

“High School?” Y/n raised an eyebrow. “Wow, I haven't been in a highschool since I graduated.” She said looking around.

“That was like a year or two ago.” He laughs.

“Oh hush.” Y/n laughs as well. “But why are we here? It’s closed.”

“I have a key.” Jason dangled the keys before walking them in.

“Ah perk of working here I guess.” Y/n flicked her brows up nodding her head impressed he’d use his work key this way.

Jason led her to a door and opened it, as they walked through the doorway Y/n laughed.

“The pool.” Y/n turns to Jason with a mischievous look. “Oh I know that look, what do you have planned Mr. Dilaurentis?”

“Let’s go swimming.” He smirks, excited.

“I’m in.” Y/n smiled.

As the couple enjoyed their secret swim. Little did they know they were being watched. Aria had been sent to the school thanks to -A. Who wanted her to see her boyfriend's sister and Jason together.

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“Hey Aria, what’s up?” Y/n was surprised to see her brother's girlfriend at her door.

“I have something I need to share with you.” Aria tells her as Y/n lets her into her home.

“Okay?” Y/n was deeply confused now.

“I know.” Aria gave her a serious look as they both sat facing each other on the couch.

“About what?” Y/n furrowed her brow, confused by what she could have met.

“You and Jason.” She clarified.

“oh…How?” Y/n nodded and then tilted her head curiously.

“I saw you both the other night at the high school.” Aria explained sheepishly.

“Oh, Aria-” Y/n was blushing now considering they were practically naked that night.

“Don’t worry. Your secret is safe with me.” Aria was returning the favor.

“Thank you.” Y/n smiled gratefully. “You wanna stay for pizza?” She asked.

“Absolutely.” Aria smiled, the two hanging out all night at Y/n’s place.

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