#ander munoz imagines

[ki-irke]

omg i'm kind of in mood to make some imagines but idk what to do

[theesirenteller]

Feel To Send Them In For ; Johnny, Ander, Christian, Or Gilly

-:"Well...I didn't like that" Jealousy prompts:-

Requested by: Anonymous

By @me-writes-prompts

"So, what's going on between you and [name] recently? You guys seem to have gotten close all of a sudden."

"Why haven't you still told them that we're together? They were all over you."

Burning with hatred when the new friend of their partner starts to be too touching and affectionate

"Look, I know we've been dating for like only two months but, I think it's time you tell [name] that you don't like them that way."

"Why are you so worked up?" "Because they wouldn't stop fucking staring at you like they wanted to eat you."

"They were clearly checking you out and you didn't do anything, that's why I'm mad!"

Person A's old friend has just come to meet them, but Person B isn't too happy when all Person C seems to do is flirt with Person A.

B is too borrowed up in their work to see just how close their friend is sitting with them, A doesn't like it one bit.

"Let's not forget that you have a partner who needs all your attention before any of your friends do."

"Darling, that isn't how you treat our guest." "If you didn't notice, they were basically asking you out on a date in front of me! How am I supposed to treat them other than with anger?"

"Wow, just wow. They had the audacity to ask you if you were single even though I had my hand wrapped around your waist." "You're jealous?" "Fuck yeah, I am."

[random-imaginess]

OMG OMG so I found this amazing prompt list.

And I was wondering if you could write Ander Munoz x Reader piece with this one:

the couple have been dating for a while but try to keep it a secret from their friends because of how they would react (positively or negatively). ensues a lot of sneaking around, secret touches, and kisses when nobody is looking.

Please and thank you, love <3

This is really cute! There's so many different things that they could do and I can't decide which one I want to do more! Also, thank you so much for sending something in! I really hope I do him justice! I've thought about maybe doing like a continued thing with this pairing where I can post other drabbles that might go into more of their sneaking around. If that's someone people would want to see! I don't think there's any warnings, just fluff!! A bit of a disclaimer, I've only seen this show once all the way through so far, so I'm still not too familiar with how their school is run or how their classes work. So I'm just kind of winging that part... I'm going to be using one of the dialogue prompts as well! "We're supposed to be focusing." "But you're just so distracting."

The best part of your day was when you got to see your boyfriend, Ander. It didn't matter what time of day, you just constantly craved seeing that beautiful face of his. You had always hung out in the same circle, were always friends, but it wasn't until last summer that the two of you got even closer. You spent nearly every waking moment together, and if it wasn't for the fact that your bodies needed sleep, you would have probably spent those hours together, too. It was an incredibly hard adjustment when school started back up again. Right before you both had to come back to reality, you agreed that you would keep your relationship a secret. It wasn't that you were embarrassed to be seen around each other, that part wasn't anything new. But you both knew the shit that your friends would give you if they found out you were dating, and neither of you wanted to deal with that yet. You liked the bubble that you were in and you wanted to stay in it a little bit longer. So the agreement was, when you were at school or a party or anywhere you could be seen by your friends, you kept things on the down low. That didn't stop you from sneaking around and spending a few minutes together before classes. Or quick kisses in the hall when the coast was clear. It was also a bit exciting, sneaking around. The adrenaline of trying not to get caught fueled a lot of heated moments when you were hidden away in the boys locker room during lunch. The second best part of your day was when you were in the same period together. It was almost like a study period where you were able to work on homework, and it was four people at a desk. You and Ander always sat adjacent from each other. Every now and then you'd feel his shoe nudge yours, other times you would initiate the foot flirting. On this particular day, it was hard for you to focus on anything you were supposed to. You wanted class to be over so you could meet at your regular spot and be held by him, and you honestly wouldn't care who saw. You just wanted to be enveloped in him. Ander could feel you staring at him while he worked. It wasn't until the other student who was seated at your table got up that he acknowledged you. "We're supposed to be focusing." He said quietly, not looking up at you right away. You ran your foot against his ankle, a mischievous smirk threatening to break free. "But you're just so distracting." You whispered back. He looked up at you then, fighting to hide the smirk that spread across his face. He looked at the other student as they returned and sat back down, looking at his work again for a brief moment before stealing another glance at you. The period couldn't end fast enough and both of you were growing inpatient. Ander was the first to leave the room when the bell rang, the unspoken understanding of where you were both going to meet up at. You took your time just a bit before finally arriving at the secluded area behind the school. He was standing under a tall tree, his shoulder pressed against the bark.

You kept your eyes locked on him as you got closer, taking in the sight and the feeling it gave you every time you looked at him. Stopping in front of you, you both stood there silently for a long moment. It wasn't until you saw a smile breaking at the corner of his mouth that you broke your gaze to take a quick look around before smiling wide and wrapping your arms around his waist. His arms wrapped tightly around you and you nestled your head into his neck. "It's so brutal not being able to do this whenever I want to sometimes." You said, breaking the silence. His grip around you tightened as he kissed the top of your head. "All the sneaking around isn't fun for you anymore?" You smiled at the thought of all the shenanigans that you two got up to and you let out a laugh, shaking your head no. "Of course it is," you looked up at him, seeing the smile on his face. "Sometimes I just want to be able to grab your face and give you a big ol' smooch in front of everyone. I want to walk hand in hand proudly down the hall, and who cares what anyone says." "Mm, sounds pretty nice. You know I'm not opposed to it. But are you ready for all the taunting and jokes our friends are going to do when they find out?" You let out a quiet groan as you rested your head against his shoulder again. "Not really, no... but can you imagine the looks on their faces when they do finally find out? Their brains will probably explode, and all the teasing will be worth it." You both laughed at the idea. "That's probably true. But...." he placed his hand on the side of your cheek to get you to look up at him and placed a gentle kiss on your lips. "I've been enjoying keeping you all to myself." There was no denying that all of the sneaking around was fun. There was a thrill in knowing you were the only ones who knew about this secret. The knowing looks in the hall when you pass by one of your spots and your friends are none the wiser. "I have too," you kissed him again. "Alright, fine. We'll keep our secret a little longer."

[d-targaryenshoe]

Pink Haze - Samuel Garcia

Word Count: 2354

Summary: A Valentines day party never ends well when drinking and love is involved, right?

14th February, a day you'd rather not celebrate in a part where it was all about the amount of money that was being collected as everyone tried to purchase themselves a date. 

It wasn't your favorite party this far but you didn't have any choice since Rebeka basically forced you to go, making sure she wouldn't make a fool of herself. 

"This is some fucking shit you're pulling on me." You inhaled the smoke of your cigarette, leaning against the wall as you were dressed in a pink satin two-piece. "I know I'm single but still, joder."

"See? You're single, there are a lot of choices tonight." Rebeka winked at you, accepting the cigarette you were holding out, slightly smirking. "It's one big dinner, one fucking tasty dinner."

"You know what's a dinner, eh? Eating pizza, masturbating, and drowning yourself in wine." You tried to be serious but seeing Rebeka's face you both fell into a fit of laughter. "See?"

"Just try to see if there's someone you like." Rebeka shrugged, destroying the cigarette under her pink boots.

"You two truly look superior, have you seen him yet?" Cayetana nervously shifted back and forth, not truly feeling at her safest at this point. "Yes or no, will do."

You and Rebeka shook your heads in a no, making Cayetana rub her forehead. "Fuck, I don't want to start a conversation with him."

"You don't have to, eh? We are with you." Rebeka smiled, throwing her arm around Caye's shoulder as she leaned her head against Cayetana's, chuckling softly. "No worries."

"Caye, can we talk?"

You turned around noticing the prince standing behind Cayetana, scratching the back of his neck as he already felt the two stares of you and Rebeka.

"No, you cannot, and you wanna know why, eh? It's because you can't keep your rich dirty hands to yourself but instead of that you use our friend as the prey for your sick fantasies, the only thing I can ask, is to kindly fuck off and search for another target tonight, día de San Valentín (Valentine's Day), my ass." You pointed at the door, giving him one of your hardest glares before he got the hint, stepping towards the door.

"You really shouldn't have done that, y/n." Cayetana sighed as she took the glass of champagne from a waiter expressing a quiet 'thank you. "He and Paris Hilton are practically teaming up against me, you made it worse."

"I'm not shitting myself for her, he created this, vale (okay)?" You shrugged your shoulders, glancing at Rebeka as she nodded, knowing it was certainly Philipe who began all of this. "See?"

"He's a dick, won't deny that, but he brought this on himself, Caye, y/n's right." Rebeka lit herself another cigarette, inhaling the smoke. "Although that shower of soda at the movie last week, was a-maz-ing."

The three of you fell into a fit of laughter, remembering how Cayetana turned her back to grab the cup of Soda from Philipe's hand and spill it all over Isadora's head.

"Ah, we're having a nice time, gossiping about the new girl I see?"

The three of you noticed Isadora walking up to you, dressed in a baby pink two-piece decorated with a bow on her chest and two feather gloves as her hair was decorated with silver pearls. 

"Take a picture, it'll last longer." She rolled her eyes at Rebeka, giving each of you a glowing number in a heart-shaped necklace. "That's your number for tonight, you should get in, you're already fucking with my schedule."

"Your schedule?" Cayetana furrowed her eyebrows at the girl, positioning her number 39 around her neck. "You? A schedule? Okay."

"She's right, a schedule? Since when do you have a schedule? I thought your schedule was just the moment when you swallowed pills or sniffed powder?" You smirked to yourself as you detected how fast her smile faded. 

"You see, y/n is having a good time already, so how about you leave us to it?" Rebeka fake-smiled at the blonde girl, still holding her number 13 in her hands. "You're not going to give up are you?"

Isadora shook her head, placing your number 20 around your neck, patting your cheek, before opening the door as the four of you began to walk inside the pink-decorated party.

"What the hell is this? Did Barbie throw up in here?" Cayetana chuckled to herself, crossing her arms.

"Babes, how's it going? Let me clarify a little bit to you how this whole thing functions, yeah? Everyone here tonight has an app on our phones. Associate and keep an eye out for the person you like the most and make a mental note of the number they're wearing, next up you go back into the app and enter the number, that's how you're going to put bids in for that person, that's how you'll score your date" Isadora talked through the microphone, standing behind her booth.

"Okay first off all, what kind of shit is that, what am I? An antique vase?" You looked to your left, where Rebeka was still standing a few moments ago, and so was Cayetana, but now no one was. "How lovely.."

"y/n? Sorry, my name's Ivan, one of the new guys, nice to meet you." A tanned boy spoke up, handing you a mojito cocktail, kissing both your cheeks in courtesy. "You look incredible tonight."

You chuckled to yourself, setting your lips to the straw, noticing how the boy didn't move for an inch, still beaming at you, making it almost creepy. "I'm gonna go and check out the stage of Paris Hilton, I'll see you at school, yeah?"

"Sure, have a nice time!" He yelled over the music as you put your hand in the air, showing him that you've heard what he had yelled to you.

You stepped closer and closer to the stage as you heard some funky music being played by Isadora, even though the blonde DJ looked rather frustrated before she held a pink microphone and two girls started to point with pink guns.

"Babes, I want everyone to pay attention to me because this Valentine's day party is about to get real spicy about fucking now." She strode over the small catwalk, catching your eyes as she smirked. "Cupid was also invited and as the host, I do need to ask him this, who's your first target?"

Fake gunshots were heard through the venue until a spotlight was shining down on you and two guns pointed in the direction as well, as you facepalmed yourself, wanting to disappear into the ground and never come back.

"y/n, our loner of this evening, I love this." Isadora laughed, strolling down the stage as she held your hand, leading you up the small stairs. "Jeez, live a little, let loose, right now I'm not your rival, I'm the fucking host."

"Well, hello hello hello, what do you guys think of this good looking snack, eh?" Isadora grinned at the audience as they started applauding and screaming at the view of the two of you. "That's what I thought!"

You turned the button in your head as you started moving your body to the reggaeton song that was playing, stepping towards the end of the catwalk and back to Isadora.

"Isn't she hot?" The crowd started cheering once again. " Alright party people, there you have it in lights, number 20, the only back luck that this number might bring you tonight is if someone takes her home and that special someone isn't you." 

"Now I want to wet my tongue for a bit, joder (fuck)." You walked off the stage, stealing a girl's glass of whiskey, drinking it as a shot while the liquid raced down your throat before you muttered a quiet sorry to her, handing her the empty glass back.

"You are starting to reach your high, no?" Rebeka laughed, putting a hand on your shoulder before Cayetana joined the two of you, carrying three vodka red bulls, handing each one of you a glass.

"Reaching my high? Nah, that's only when I've had a good fuck, Rebe, Caye, come on, join y/n's late-night dirty talk." You smiled, kissing your best friend's cheek, and placing your arm around her shoulder. "Have you seen someone you want to fuck yet?"

Rebeka snorted at your bold question but decided to keep quiet and just take a sip from her glass, staring at the two of you.

"Honestly, no, boys aren't the main concern for me at the moment, y/n." Cayetana sighed, placing her head on top of yours, slowly moving from side to side on the music, sipping from her glass. "What about you?"

"Well I have for the last five years, the most well-known waiter of Las Encinas, Samuel Garcia, everyone fucking knows, why would you even ask that shit to me, Caye." You muttered, emptying the glass and slamming it down onto the round table. "Otra ronda de tragos! (another round of drinks!)"

You felt Rebeka place an arm around your waist, leading you away from the table with booze. "Eh, y/n, you've had enough, joder (fuck), you should head home and sleep it all out."

"She's right, y/n, we'll find someone to bring you home or to nap somewhere, you're too far gone," Cayetana spoke as she attempted to hold in her laugh while you ignored both of them and moved your hips to the reggaeton music, booing Isadora who was trying to sort out her music. 

"Caye, stay here with her, I'm gonna search for him." Rebeka pointed at your dancing body before walking off and searching for Samuel in the mass of drunk and dancing teenagers.

Coming to a halt she noticed Samuel standing in a corner, taking a sip from his beer, awkwardly moving to the music, catching Rebeka walking up to him. 

"Can y/n sleep at yours?" She questioned, taking away his beer, giving it over to a random student, and placing her hands on her hips. "coño (fuck), you here?"

"Come again? Sleep at mine?" Samuel furrowed his eyebrows, putting his hands in the pockets of his purple jacket, slightly turning red on his face. "Rebe, you know I can't."

"So now you're shitting your pants? Because I ask you if the girl you've been jerking off to since forever can sleep at your place because she's fucking drunk and doesn't notice the difference between a unicorn or a horse at this point?" She rambled, shoving his shoulder in frustration. 

"No, it's because it's y/n, she's not Carla or Ari, you know that shit too." He sighed.

"So you'll do it?" Rebeka lifted an eyebrow at the boy, holding her arm out, signaling for him to start walking with her.

"If this turns out bad, I'll forever hate you," Samuel murmured as he started to follow Rebeka through the crowd, coming to a halt when he caught you dancing on stage with Isadora while Cayetana shouted at you to come down.

He placed his hand on Caye's shoulder, climbing on stage himself before he took a hold of your hand, drawing you away from Isadora, helping you down the small stairs. 

"Samu! You've been hiding from me all night eh? Shame on you." You put a hand on your heart, pulling a face as if you were in serious pain, making him chuckle. "Oh, it laughs."

"Come on, I have the duty of keeping you away from doing anything idiotic, so let's go," Samuel said, guiding you out of the building.

To say that the way to Samu's house went smoothly was an understatement, aside from the moments when you walked up to strangers, threw up in trash cans, and climbed on statues, everything went pretty well as you arrived at his front door.

"There's only one bed, I don't know how you feel about sharing." Samuel scratched the back of his neck as he threw his keys on the kitchen table, taking off his jacket while pouring you a glass of water. "y/n?"

"Sharing is fine, I may be drunk, but the company of a friend is always nice." You opened the zipper from your satin skirt as you stepped out of it, noticing Samuel taking in a breath. "Fucking hell, Samu, it's just a skirt, yeah?"

You accepted the glass of water, taking a sip from it, before turning your back towards Samuel, pointing at the buttons of your satin top on the back. "Wanna help for a sec?"

"Vale (okay), of course, I'm not the best with buttons, so.." You fiddled with your fingers while you felt Samuel working on the buttons on your top until the straps fell on the sides of your shoulders. 

You pulled the top over your head, putting it on the kitchen stool before strolling over to Samu's bedroom, already knowing your way in this house after 5 years, dragging the sheets over your body, you turned on your side, feeling the bed descent, but already being slipping into the darkness.

It was easy to say that last night you did let yourself go, opening your eyes you noticed Samuel sitting at his desk, headphones on his head while fulfilling an assignment for school, beaming to yourself you pushed yourself off the bed, sneaking up to him quietly.

You placed your arms around his neck, placing your head on his shoulder, smiling to yourself before he took the headphones off his head. "Slept well?"

You nodded your head on his shoulder, rotating around the desk chair on wheels, softly sitting down on his lap, leaning your forehead against his. "Thank you."

"For what?"

"For putting up with me yesterday, for the last five years, for being you?" You shrugged your shoulders, noticing his stare. "What?"

"Can I kiss you?" He placed his hand on your hips, already regretting his words. "I shouldn't ha-"

Before he could answer you placed your lips on his, placing your hand on his cheek, as he got up from the chair and carried you back to the bed, recreating his own pink haze.

[t-marveland]

𝐄𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐞 | ander muñoz.

Ander Muñoz x Reader

Warnings : sous-entendu

Mots : 99

Masterlist

Quand tu étais en classe, tu ne pouvais t'empêcher de faire des remarques lorsque le professeur disait quelque chose. La plupart du temps, c'était des blagues de mauvais goût qui faisaient rire la classe. Même si tu étais dans une école de riche, il fallait bien que quelqu'un apaise les tensions et cette personne c'était toi.

❝━ Si je peux me permettre, en matière de sexe, les vêtements gênent plus que les principes.❞

Du coin de l'œil, tu vis Ander sourire et te regarder. Tu le regardas en retour et lui souris, fière de toi.

[bumblesimagines]

Imagine:

Catching Mencia's attention

Request: Yes or No

~

You listened to the music flowing through your headphones, gaze on the ground and head resting on Guzmans' shoulder. You felt him give you a nudge, making you lift your head to look at him. Your headphones were slid off your head, making you blink and look up at the new principal.

"Come to my office after school and you might get these back." He said, frowning before he turned away from you and continued his little speech. You scoffed softly, feeling Guzman wrap an arm around your shoulders.

"What a dick, right?" Guzman whispered into your ear. You crossed your arms, standing once the speech ended and everyone was dismissed. You walked out with Guzman and Ander, shaking your head.

"It's not like anybody else gave a shit about his speech." You mumbled. Ander chuckled softly, patting your shoulder.

"Don't worry, he caught Omar sleeping. You're not the only one he had to discipline."

"Discipline my ass. He just wanted to be a dick." You mumbled. You parted ways with Guzman and Ander, walking to your locker and getting your jacket out. You closed it and walked to class, entering the classroom and taking a seat. You sighed, burying your face into your arms. You were about to shut your eyes when you heard a light tapping on the desk. You raised your head, looking up at the girl. She gave a smile, setting your headphones on the desk.

"Here, looks like you missed these." She said with a soft giggle. You furrowed your brows, grabbing your headphones and sliding them around your neck.

"Can I sit with you?"

"Sure."

"Thanks." She set her bag on the table, taking a seat beside you and leaning back.

"Name's Mencia. What's your name?"

"(Y/N)." You replied, looking at her. "How'd you get these back?"

"A little sweet talking." She replied, shrugging. The flirty smile stayed on her face. You turned your head when Ander and Guzman sat down at the table beside yours. Ander raised his brows, motioning to Mencia with a nod. You rolled your eyes in return, looking forward.

"Your sister was the one who dated the murderer, right?" You frowned, turning towards Mencia.

"If you're gonna ask me question about Polo and what happened, don't bother. I've had a rough time with it as is." Mencia raised her brows, smile dropping as she shook her head.

"No, no, I was just curious. I didn't mean to offend you or anything." Mencia assured you. She seemed genuine, offering an apologetic smile. You looked up at the guy that had approached Ander and Guzmans table. You didn't bother listening in until Ander abruptly stood up.

"You and your father can both go to hell." Ander sneered. You noticed another girl grab the guys arm and pull him away. You licked your lips, turning towards Mencia.

"So, if they're new and related to the principal then that means.." You trailed off, raising your brows. Mencia let out a heavy sigh, nodding.

"They're my siblings and.. Benjamin is my dad." She nodded.

"But I'm not like them, I swear." She quickly added. You pressed your lips together, standing up.

"Thanks for getting me my headphones back but.. I don't feel like getting suspended just for talking to you." You gave her a shrug, noticing the disappointment that passed over her features. You went to a different table, sitting down. Mencia huffed softly, sending her siblings a glare. You glanced back at her, meeting her gaze briefly before looking forward again.

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[jaeyunluvs]

vacation with aron includes - aron piper headcannon

a/n: here’s another headcannon bc i thought it would be more fun than writing a huge ass fanfic i’m sorry i love headcannons!

disclaimer: i don’t know aron personally! english and spanish is not my first language so please let me know if i have mistakes! :’)

warnings: none

gif credits to netflix

- okay sooo,, this holiday is a suprise holiday that aron planned for you as a birthday present

- before a day from your birthday, you casually go home after visiting your parents and you see the elite cast including your boyfriend shouting your name and the birthday anthem

- that night was GREAT it was amazing

- then aron pulls to you aside and lets you know that he has something special for you

- he gives you an envelope and you saw the flight tickets that he bought to the place that you’ve always wanted to go

- ‘OMG ARON ARE WE GOING TO ROME?!’

- he just grins at you but you can’t help but jump over him

- so a day before your birthday you guys go to Rome

- before you go you see aron packing a lot of stuff like notebooks and a camera to his bag

- you see he got really prepared and it makes your heart melt

- ‘aron what are those for?’ 

- ‘you’ll see carina’ he just smirks

- the flight session goes pretty normal aron just sleeps the whole flight and you watch a favorite movie of yours 

- you guys go there for 3 days and the first day is basically just discovering a bit

- with arriving in the morning, you guys have plenty of time to discover

- when you arrive at the hotel your jaw drops

- you can see its a huge ass expensive hotel 

- ‘aron but i cant afford this place’

- he insists on paying as he loves to spoil you!!!

- after you leave all your stuff in the room and that day is basically just visiting some places near the hotel since aron planned the whole thing for tomorrow

- the first day basically just goes by

- you guys eat at some famous italian restaurants, look at some famous sightseeing places

- but you can’t wait for the second day 

- cause you guys keep everything for that day

- sooooo finally the second day comes

- aron wakes you up with playing 'Love In Portofino' cause you love the italian song

- and then he makes you get ready,

- have your breakfast

- then immediately go outside to explore

- he takes you more than 823727363

- and he makes sure that you know everything about the places you visit 

- example: in colosseum he acts like crazy

- ‘look Y/N, collesseum is a really interesting place and all the history it has..’

- you don’t really listen to him but instead focus on his face and realize how lucky you are

- oh and he also makes sure that you have fun

- he takes you to many romantic places

-  plus, expensive restaurants to spoil you more!!!

- when you guys walk aroumd together aron notices some glances by guys at you

- poor baby tries not to bother but gets angry inside

- in restaurants, waiters flirt with you

- and then aron finds a way to make them realize that you're his gf

- like he would kiss you a LOT (pda who? lolol)

- or call you by pet names like bebe, carina, etc.

- or after eating, he would write a note on a check

- 'get your ass off of my girl dumb ass'

- when you realize that he's getting jealous you'd be happy a bit

- 'wait, is my aronita jealous?'

- he would deny deny deny and deny

- but deep down would want you to realize that he's jealous

- so after all those things, the third day goes by visiting some last quick places

- sadly, the last day comes by

- you and aron make sure that you guys go to the airport early

- cause he wants to get some stuff from duty free

- 'aron, honey, you can find those stuff everywhere'

- 'nO buying from duty free makes it special!!!'

- he spends almost 2,5 hours in duty free

- 'y/n, do you think omar would like this squid flavored pasta?'

- 'he would like what-'

- 'or should i buy this mug to miguel? ohhh and i should buy for his girl friend too!'

- he makes sure to buy everyone a gift

- including new actors who recenty joined elite

- he decides to buy 'squid flavored pasta' to your parents to impress them

- and buy a simple pasta to omar

- while shopping he makes sure to buy a present too

- after a solid 2,5 hours (as i told that before) you drag him out of the store

- the plane ride goes very quickly

- basically just an cutie baby named Aron sleeping

- you only watch movies

- also admire aron

- you realize how lucky you are

- how a person that loves you so much and does many things to you

- you couldn't help but kiss his nose

- 'i love you more than anyone'

- when you land you have to go to seperate ways

- aron takes you to your parents house

- since they also wanted to take you somewhere to celebrate your birthday

- you arrive, and the sudden pain bEGINGS

- you and aron can't stop staring and say goodbye to each other

- 'aron it was the best time of my life. you're the best thing happened to me i love you'

- you kiss him

- he gets shocked by your sudden confession but kisses you back

- that little kiss turns into a wHOLE make out session

- then... i think you know what and i don't have to explain

- but.... a call from your mom ruins this 'i think you know what and i don't have to explain' session

-'ah- yeah mom i'll be there in 5. yes aron was amazing we had the best time. okay bye i gotta go!'

- aron makes sure you have everything

- 'hey don't forget to give your mom the squid flavored pasta!!!!'

- you laugh and ignore him but you cant help but smile

- it was the best experience you've ever had

[oopsiedoopsie23]

Not another rich girl | Ander Muñoz x reader

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

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

Warnings: mentions of sex, alcohol, swearing

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

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

“Holy fuck!”

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

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

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

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

“Ander.”

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

You giggle as his cheeks redden at the realization.

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

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

“Beautiful and smart, I like that.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Don’t flatter yourself pretty boy.”

“So you think I’m pretty?”

“I think you’re a boy.”

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

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

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

“Well...they’re...”

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

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

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

“And that, is why I’m here with you.”

“What?”

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

You burst out laughing much to Ander’s amusement,

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

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

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

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

“Ha! I knew it!”

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

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

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

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

“Because of that, you’re paying.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

“I have my ways.”

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

“I wish this moment lasted forever.”

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

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

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

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

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

Ander smiled, wrapping his arm around you, 

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

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

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

“You tell me.”

“Touché.”

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

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

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

“This totally isn’t sketchy at all.”

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

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

“Good.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

May we meet again, sweet Ander.

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

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Ander grumbled as he walked into the full classroom. 

“Did someone not get enough sleep last night?” 

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

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

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

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

“Drop it Guzmán.” 

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

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

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

“Ander...”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Jesus Christ, do I have to?”

[iwriteimagines]

jealous | arón piper imagine

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

you stood up and made your way over to him.

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

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

"hey, look at me."

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

[smuganya]

I’ve been talking about death for months. The more I talked about it, the less I feared it. But now that I’ve seen it... I’m scared shitless.

[christineeej94]

Heal me❤

a/n: passed my first exam so I’m happy. Thank you for your patient and your support. Also, this request is giving me vibes and i can’t wait to watch the season 3 again. Stay safe and great. Kisses 🌻

The request:

Would you be able to do an Ander Muñoz imagine kinda based off of his last appointment & they find out that he’s in remission but him & his girlfriend aren’t together & don’t get back together until after because he realizes that she really does love him no matter what & she will be with through every step of the way :)

Warnings: bad language, fluff and bad writing

Word count:1.901

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Ander Muñoz x Reader

I put on my uniform and I feel my phone vibrating in my hand. I got a message from Nadia which informed me that she is in in front of my home. I kissed my naná on the cheeks and I took an apple from the bowl as my breakfast. In the last period I didn’t eat too much. When I found out that Ander has cancer, I felt awful. I tried to stay strong for him and I’m keeping myself positive and I know that everything is going to be alright.

“Hey, cariña.” I greet my best friend and she fixed me with that look. “You lost weight and you are like all the time sad, what happened?” I smiled lightly and my thought flies to my boyfriend. He decided not tell anyone until he is ready to confess. He doesn’t like mercy or fake smiles around him. “Nothing, I’m not in a good mood, that’s it.” I cut her out and we went said by said until be arrive to our school. I was one of the scholarship students and when I got here last year, I hate this school and everyone who is in it. But now I can tell that I made some nice friends and I have the cutest boyfriend.

His attitude changed when he found out. I was at his house, we should have done some homework but our hormones got crazy. When I touched him between his legs, I feel something hard, like two small rocks under the skin. I tell him to go to hospital because I didn’t think this is normal and next day we went together. He went alone to get the results and when we met at my home, he told me. I cried all night next to him and I think he heard me.

At school, Azucena called me in her office. She is like a mother for me and she support my relationship with Ander. “(Y/N), close the door.” She told me smiling and I see on her face that she is very tired. “Something happened to Ander?” I sit on the chair in front of her desk and she nodded. “He is getting very tired and last night we moved him to downstairs.” “Why don’t you called me, I couldn’t come and help.” I said and she grins. ”I know, Ander didn’t let me. But this isn’t the motive for calling you here. Ander is almost finishing the chemotherapy and I want you to come with us at the hospital and find together if he healed or not.” I know everything about Ander’s program. “Of course, I will be there. But when the consultation should happen?” “In two weeks.” She informed me and I get up. “Thank you, see you at the chemo?” Azucena approves and I get out.

“Why you were inside my mom office?” Ander voice scared me and I turn around to find an Ander with no curls. “You cut your hair.” He doesn’t say anything and this is scaring me. He loves his hair and I thought it was hard for him. “Why don’t you let me do it? I could help you.” I said and I took his hand in mine. “My mom helped me, but you didn’t answer to my first question.” We walked together to the class and we stopped in front of the door. “She told me about your final consultation, that’s all.” I said and I get on my tip-toes to kiss his lips. “I love you, bebé.” He smiled and we enter in the class.

Everybody wide their eyes when they observe Ander new hairstyle. I rub his hand to encourage him. “It’s for chemotherapy, I had cancer. I’m too tired to give explanations.” He said sharply and move to the seat next to mine. Everyone looks surprised with the exception of Rebe. I feel like Ander lied to me but I let this for later.

In our lunch break I went with Nadia to the library and we eat together. “Why don’t you tell me?” she approaches the subject and I look at my food. I can’t take another bite. My stomach hurts so bad and I’m feeling that I’m going to faint in any second. I rub my forehead with my shaky fingers and my view blur for two seconds. “(Y/N), are you okay?” Nadia jumped off from her chair and came next to me. “Yeah, I need some rest. I think I’m going home.” I get up and we hugged tight. “I’ll call you when I get home, okay?”  On the hallway I saw Rebe and Ander murmuring and they look very close to each other. “I’m not feeling well, I think I’m going home.” I said when I got in front of him and my boyfriend face blanched. “What you two are talking about?” I asked and I feel my legs very weak. Rebe bites her lower lip and walk away. I look to Ander and I wait for him to explain. “Actually, Rebe helped me to cut my hair and also she came with me when I found out about my disease.” “So, you went with her and you asked her for help when I could do this for you? Or it’s something else? You slept with her?” His face reveals the truth. And I explode like a volcano. “Hijo de puta. I stayed home, waiting and you fucked that puta?” I yelled and everyone is looking at us. From my corner of my eyes I can see Azucena getting out of her office and fix us. “I stayed with you in good times or bad times, I supported you and I come at all of your chemotherapies. I have suffered with you and I’m crying every night thinking about you.” My voice got lower and my head feels that something hard hit it. “You don’t understand, I don’t want to make you suffering.” He said and I nodded. My gaze got blur and I make a step backward. “You are breaking up with me?” I mumbled, but he heard me. I can’t see clearly his beautiful face and I wanted to touch for last time his face.

“It’s better this way.” Ander said and he walked away. My tears are going to explode but when I want to run away my legs collapsed and I fell. “¡Joder!” I heard Guzmán voice and I felt some arms around me.

 I woke up at the hospital, at the emergency room. Nadia and Lu are next to me and Guzmán is sitting on the single chair from the room with his phone on knees. “Hey, you woke up. How are you feeling?” Lu asked me and I remember that when I first got in Las Encinas we hate each other. “A little dizzy and weak, but fine.” My voice is husky and my head hurts do bad. “The doctor said that you didn’t feed well so that’s why you collapsed. He also said that after he will come with your medicine prescription, you are free to go home.” Nadia informed me and I nodded. I wanted to ask about Ander but I couldn’t spell any word. I drink some water and my phone vibrating on the table.

“Azucena is calling you.” Lu said and I nodded. “Decline the call.” I replied and I get up. “Guzmán, can you drive me and Nadia home?” He nodded and a tall man, dressed like a doctor come inside my room. He gave me a paper with some indications and a few medicines and get out. All the time Azucena called me and I shut down my phone. In this moment I don’t to think about him or anything concerning to him. If he wants this, to give me away then I will respect his decision.

 In the week and half that passed I didn’t go to school and I almost I got expelled, but Azucena gave me another chance and today I’m coming to the high school to retire me from Las Encinas. I decided to leave this town, because anything isn’t keeping me here. Nadia and Lu will go to college in New York, my nana doesn’t remember who I am and Ander doesn’t want me beside him. I’m going to start a new chapter somewhere else, maybe Marbella or Barcelona.

“(Y/N), wait.” Guzmán yelled after me and I stopped. “What?” I know that I look horrible and my suitcase is exploding for who much clothes I put in it. I just got out from Azucena’s office and I just let her my paper on the desk. I said to her to tell Ander that I love him and I’ll never forget him. Guzmán catches my hand in his and look deeply in my eyes. “Ander loves you, don’t give up, please. Don’t go.” My heart is heavy and my eyes are watery. “I already decide, I’m sorry.” “He told me that he was stupid to break up to you.” I stopped myself but I didn’t turn around.

I got to train station and I remembered that today is his final consultation, when he should find out if he is on remission or nor. All my memories with him passed my mind and I even don’t realize when I started to cry. People around me are starting to stare at me and I get why. I’m looking like a freak, crying like a baby and I’m thinking at Ander and at our relationship. Fuck, I love him so much and I’m giving up like a stupid. I should fight with him and be on his side.

I run like a desperate in the hospital hallways to find the cabinet of Ander’s doctor. My suitcase slows me down and I can see Ander on a bench. “Bebé!” I yelled and he get up looking surprised at me. I can see happiness on his beautiful face. I throw away my suitcase and I run faster until I’m, finally, in his arms. We fell on the floor and my covers his face. I feel his torso vibrating under me because of his laughing and my face is wet for tears. “You came, amor.” He giggles and we get up. “Of course, I figured out that I can’t let you like that, I couldn’t give up on us.” I said and I hugged him. “I didn’t fuck with Rebeca, we just kissed but it wasn’t nothing important, I swear.” Ander puts his hand on his heart and I smiled. I know but I let him believe this because he deserved to suffer like me. “It doesn’t matter, bebé, because now I’m here and I’m never walk away from you. I’ll be with you and I’ll support you.”

He smiled and pressed a kiss on my lips. “We shouldn’t be inside?” I asked and we sit on the bench. “Actually, I just get out. I’m on remission.” He spoke and my heart stopped for beating. “Dios mio, that’s fantastic.” I scream and a nurse looked at me not very nice. “We should celebrate!” I get up and he rub nervous his neck. “I want to be just you and me tonight, what do you say?” I grin and I kissed his lips. “That would be nice, Andres.” I replied and he laughs. His laughing is making my love for him growing.  

[random-imaginess]

I have a new person/character lover that I desperately want to try and write for but I don't know how active his fandom is!

I binged Elite a couple weeks ago and fell in deep adoration with Aron Piper, so I really want to add Ander Munoz to my list!!

And then I watched a show called The Mess You Leave Behind and became obsessed with his character Iago

SOO....... if anyone is a fan of his and would like to request anything for these characters, or for Aron himself, I would love that!!

[ferrstappen]

everything I didn’t say l Ander Muñoz Imagine.

(a/n): hey! I don’t usually take requests, but an anon sent this idea and I really liked it! Please be warned that this is a female reader, but this doesn’t pretend that he was ever straight, NO. In this scenario he thought he’d be happy with a girl because he was afraid to come out in such a judgmental environment since rich people can be more conservative. but, hey! I hope you like it.

prompt: Ander tells his girlfriend that he can’t be with her, and ends up finding the love of his life. 

Vacations were coming to an end and news had broken out that three new students would be arriving to Las Encinas, leaving many outraged parents and students that they were letting students from “another background”, which would ensue chaos. 

(Y/N), on the other hand, couldn’t careless about the new students. the only thing on her mind was her boyfriend, who had been especially distant and cold towards her. 

They had been together for almost two years now. Carla, Marina and her had been best friends since they had been born because their fathers met back in university and were business partners, but with time Marina drifted away. Polo and Ander were also close, so when Polo and Carla started dating, it made sense for him to start dating (Y/N). He always had doubts, something always feeling off in their relationship, but when Lu arrived at Las Encinas and started seeing Guzmán, it was the happiest moment for everyone because the three best friends were dating the greatest girls on school. 

“I think there’s something wrong with Ander.” She said staring at the lagoon pool on Carla’s backyard. 

“Why? He seemed fine to me the other day.” Lu said taking a sip from her glass, having the pleasure of tasting the newest wine from Carla’s mother’s winery. 

“Maybe he’s just tired. Polo told me the other day his father was giving him a hard time with this tennis thing.” Carla said trying to ease her worries.

“I know, but he just seems distant... Like there’s something he wants to tell me but just doesn’t do it.”

“Querida, I think you’re overthinking this. He adores you, there’s no need to panic.” Lu said placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. 

(Y/N) let out a sigh while taking a sip from her drink. “Yeah, you’re probably right.”

“Of course I’m right! And if this think keeps bothering, just ask him what’s going on or you’ll drive yourself crazy.” Lu said widening her eyes to emphasize, earning a glare from Carla. 

“We can keep an eye on him tomorrow, remember we’ll be dining together.” Carla said trying to reassure her friend. 

The three friends kept talking until Mireya, Carla’s housekeeper, came in saying her driver had arrived. 

“Can I ride with you? My father had to ride with mine and told me to call a taxi.” Lu rolled her eyes, earning chuckles from her friends. 

“Of course, your house is on the way. See you tomorrow, Carla.”

The friends said their goodbyes. Lu tried to reassure way on the way, but nothing seemed to work. especially when she checked her phone to see if Ander had answered to her text and there was nothing.

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(Y/N) and Lu were the last ones to arrive to the casual burger place they had chosen. Polo and Carla where sitting close together, and Guzmán instantly got up when he saw Lu. Ander gave her his usual bright smile, but it didn’t reach his eyes. 

He was drowning. 

Drowning in guilt of using a great girl just to maintain his image, because his younger self was afraid to show himself as he really was, and now was trapped into someone else’s life. and he had brought her into his mess. 

He greeted her with a quick, dry and emotionless peck on the lips before seating and engaging on a conversation with Polo, which earned a look from Carla. 

They group of six laughed until 8 PM when Carla received a text from his father saying if she’d like to join him on a last minute business trip to Milan, so that she could spend some days buying everything she needed and relaxing before school, but they’d be leaving in just a couple of hours. 

Polo left with Carla, while Lu and Guzmán decided to go for drinks, leaving (Y/N) and Ander alone. 

She slowly made her way to the black Mercedes waiting for her, she was going to ask him what was going on when Ander interrupted her. 

“Maybe we can go to your house and watch a movie? We haven’t done that in a while.” Ander suggested. 

She couldn’t help the enormous grin that decorated her face, because maybe it was all in her head after all. 

Ander swore he wasn’t planning on ending things with her, let alone tell her his truth. But when he entered her huge house, her dad greeting him with a smile and telling him they should go to the tennis court soon, he knew he couldn’t keep up anymore. 

Her room was intimidating as he followed her inside while she took off her flats; her favorite Hermès and Chanel bags decorated part of her walk-in closet. He observed the tens of Tiffany & Co. and Swarovski jewelry boxes next to the massive amount of white shirts she had along her uniform. 

She took off her make up and he smiled to himself. Most girls he grew up with felt pressured to look older than they actually were, being inserted into the world from a young age, find a good husband if they were lucky. She looked so young and carefree with her blue slippers and make up free face. 

“We need to talk.” Ander blurted out, making (Y/N) stop her movements. 

She chuckled dryly. “Finally, I thought you were never going to say it.”

“Why are you saying that?” 

“Because you’ve been acting strange for ages and you don’t talk to me! I don’t know if you’re happy, sad, upset or whatever. I just want to help you, but you don’t let me in, Ander.” She finally let out everything that had been bothering her. 

“I’m gay!” Ander said loudly, and the moment the words left his mouth it felt too real. 

He noticed as her eyes widened and her legs slowly gave up, making her land on her soft bed. 

She didn’t say anything for at least two minutes; two minutes where Ander’s mind was going a thousand miles per second. He had never said it out loud, so it wasn’t just a simple break up, he was finally free. 

“I don’t understand... Why are you telling me now?” Her eyes filled with unshed tears. Ander was going to speak, but she didn’t let him. “Why are you telling me now, what the fuck have we been doing these past two years?”

“I wanted to tell you, I never wanted to hurt you... I never thought I'd be in this deep and I'm sorry for that. I don’t want you to think that I don’t love you or care about you, because I do...”

“Get out, Ander.” She whispered. 

“(Y/N), come on... We should talk.”

“Yes, we should just... Not now, I can’t look at you, Ander.” She choked back a sob. 

Ander just stared at her as her body language begged him to leave the room. Which he did.

He managed to leave unnoticed, but what didn’t go unnoticed where her quiet sobs. 

Suddenly, she felt her dad’s arms around her as she cried. 

Late during the night, as Lu was lying naked next to Guzmán and Carla was getting ready to board a plane to Italy, they red the text.

It’s over.

- - - 

Las Encinas had a new air. Something new could be felt in the corridors.

(Y/N) took a deep breath while getting out of the car. For the first time, her father had taken the time to top her off. She knew he didn’t really know what to do with the situation, and her mother wasn’t coming home for another two weeks.

Her Christian Louboutin black loafers hit the concrete floor. her hair was up in a perfect ponytail, showing her diamond studs and thin white blouse. Lu was waiting for her, greeting her with a hug and taking her hand while walking towards the entrance, while Carla was waiting inside the classroom where she was texting Lu that Ander hadn’t arrived yet.

A week went by where she successfully avoided him. No one understood why they weren’t talking. Carla and Lucrecia only knew they had broken up, but they didn’t know the reason why and (Y/N) only told them that it was because it wasn’t working anymore.

(Y/N) knew they had to talk. She knew she was going to be there fo him on every step of the way, that she didn’t want to lose him because he was a vital part of her existence, because Ander was her partner in crime and she couldn’t hold the fact that he tried to escape his fears against him.

She walked towards the tennis court, the one place she knew she’d be in. He noticed her presence and asked his dad for a time out and ran towards her. He was going to greet her, but she started talking.

“Are you free after practice? I think we should talk.”

“Yes, just tell me where.”

“Your place in two hours?” She suggested.

“Perfect.”

- - -

They were sitting on the grass at Ander’s backyard. Azucena had gone inside her room, but they knew she was trying to listen and understand what happened between her son and his ex. 

They were silent for a bit, until Ander tarted talking. “I’m sorry, I...” Ander started but she shook her head. 

“No, don’t apologize. You shouldn’t be apologizing.” She told him using a soft voice.

“Yes, I should. I used you to mask my insecurities, you don’t deserve that.”

“You’re right, I don’t. But you didn’t deserve to feel like you had to lie about yourself to be happy, Ander. Yes, I’m sad, angry and maybe a little disappointed because of what you did, but I'm also angry at myself for not being there for you while dealing with this. I understand that you were scared and it was easier to pretend to be in love with a great girl and be part of a picture perfect group.”

Ander was silent. 

“I love you, Ander. Don’t worry, I will fall out of love with you eventually, but I love you. and I can’t promise that I won’t be mad at you some days, but I can promise that I'll be here for you, always. You’ll always have me on your corner, no matter what.”

Ander hid his face between his hands as sobs racked through his body. The only thing that calmed him down was the feeling of her comforting arms around him. 

He was free. 

- - -

Ander’s head was resting against Omar’s naked torso, enjoying the soft touch of Omar’s fingers on his hair. 

“I still don’t know why I have to meet this girl. Pijos and I don’t get along, you know that.” Omar told his boyfriend. 

“Don’t call her that.” Ander said with a smile on his face. 

“But she is a posh girl, Ander! And she’s your ex, you could be just playing with me for all I know.”

Ander gave him a look before making him lean in so that he could kiss him. “She is an important person in my life. I care about her and, yes, I love her. she’s my best friend and I need her to know that I'm so fucking in love with you.”

The first time Ander kissed him, he couldn’t stop. For the first time, he had an urge to never get separated from this person, as if he wouldn’t be able to breathe if Omar wasn’t by his side. 

He wanted to cry, because he had found something that felt right. 

He remembered when he told her he had found someone. Ander thought it would be weird, but she just smiled and hugged him while asking details about the mystery man.

They talked hours about Omar, how they met, their first kiss, what he wanted in the future. and they also talked about what she wanted, but he knew she had been sharing messages with Lu’s brother back in Chile and had plans to meet when he came back to Spain. 

Omar and Ander arrived to the brightly illuminated house where she lived. He knew the way like the back of his hand and it felt oddly familiar. He was greeted with a hug from Rosa, who had almost a motherly role to (Y/N), having raised her when her parents were gone. 

“Joder, Ander. This is huge, we could feed end the world’s poverty with this house.” Omar told Ander was they walked towards the backyard, where she was waiting in front of the pool. 

“Hey! It’s so good to see you!” She hugged Ander. “Oye, you didn’t tell me he was this handsome! I’m (Y/N), pleasure to meet you.” 

“Likewise.” Omar gave her a sincere smile and held Ander’s hand tightly. 

She asked them what they wanted to drink before sitting down and talking about everything. 

Ander’s eyes met hers and she smiled at him. 

He was finally happy.

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@isthatmaryanna: hi!!! could u make another ander imagine?  where ander realizes he as feelings for the female reader when she starts going out like crazy and making out with a random guy every night at the disco and one day she gets very drunk and starts to argue with ander and he says that he’s disappointed because she started to act like a slut  and she tells him that is all of his fault because she fell in love with him and he doesn’t even care about her and then they share their first kiss

a/n: there it is! I hope you like it! Thank you for this idea and for your patience! Enjoy and stay safe!🌿❤️

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warnings: drugs

Ander Muñoz x Reader 🌿

Marina’s death hasn’t affected only Guzmán, it affected every single one of you, but he’s te only one who is brave enough to show his emotions. You were a hunded percent sure Nano is innocent, he and Samu are your friends, but nothing seemed to make sense lately. You were convinced some people from your group are covering the real murderer. 

The pain never goes away, your shared room with her became a museum. All of her stuff was there, untouched, like they are waiting for her to come back and brush her hair again in the mirror, to write the homework together on the shared desk in front of the window and watch together your favourite tv show in the bed, laughing together and fighting with pillows when one of you were too conceited to admit that the other one was right.  There are so many emotions and thoughts, you felt like it’s too much. You and Guzmán are always there for each other, you were there when the anger and pain exploded inside him and he was there every night when all those emotions flooded from your body. And since then you brought a small bed and all of your stuff into Guzmán’s room. 

Despite the fact that the last summer was the worst, you preferred to be alone, to let your thoughts consume you and let that pain fade away on its own. Lu was there for you, but Guzmán needed her more. Thought you’ve been through hell and felt like the world stopped, it hasn’t and you now have somehow to re-enter into the normal life. As the car stopped in front of the school, you put on your black glasses and your brother took your hand, drawing your attention to him. He is as broken as you are. He is changed, his smile is not as bright as he used to be and his eyes are lifeless. It feels like you also died in the same day Marina died.

“Together.” he forced a smile and walked hand in hand through the crowd who was watching you. 

As you entered the class, everyone turned their heads for a moment, analyzing both of you from head to toes then came back to their business. Beside the usual group was standing a tall boy with a black curled head, wearing the Las Encinas’ uniform in his own style, with no buttoned up shirt and his tie hanging around his neck. You smiled as the boy turned and realised it is Valerio. An old friend, definetely the life of the party and a sweet and true person. Lu came and hugged you, followed closely by the rest of the group. The hug you nedded the most in that moment was Ander’s, the curly headed boy you’ve known since forever. Is one of the best friends of Guzmán’s and was around long enough to fall in love with his kindness, his pure heart and his terrible joks. He’s the perfect boy you’ve ever met and the only one you wished to be there through the hard time. You nedded him to pat your shoulder, not Guzmán’s and to tell you he’s there for you, not for Guzmán. But you came to terms a long time ago, for him you are just Guzmán’s sister. 

“Hey darling, how are you?” Lu sat down next to you and placed her hand on yours.

“Better.” you half-smiled and pointed with your head towards the boy waiting behind her. Apparentely Valerio wants to sit next to you. She fermly waved her hand and made him back up.

“You are lying to me. Or do you want to keep this to yourself, too? As you’ve done all summer.” she wouldn’t withdraw.

“I just need him, you know?” you avoided her look. “I want him to care about me, to be there for me as you’ve been those years there for Guzmán.”

“But he cares about you, love. He asked about you all summer. He just doesn’t know how to show his emotions.”

“Why is it hard for me to believe you?”

“Because those ugly sunglasses you are wearing blinded you.” she rolled her eyes and retake her seat next to Guzmán.

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 The club was exactly as you remembered: loud, full of people and colorful. Going through high school without your best friend is hard and Ander not being around as you wished made you angrier than ever. Is maybe the fourth night in a row you’ve been partying, drinking and dancing to some randome guys. Valerio was around, spending too much time with Guzmán. He’s a great person, but he’s also involved into some nasty drug thing and Guzmán may be tempted to try anything that can make him escape from the pain.   

You had some Mojitos and helped Lu finish a champagne bottle when you saw your brother coming out from the toilet area with Nadia. She was as well concerned about Guzmán and didn’t find any good thing in this sudden friendship between Valerio and Guzmán, so she assured you she would try and keep an eye on him.

In your rush, accidentaly bumped into Ander. You tried to cover the music apologising, but you weren’t sure he heard you. Valerio was about to exit the toilets, but you pushed him back, Ander’s eyes troubling following both of you.

“What is that thing you have there?” you rushed him.

“What, this?” he pulled out a small bag filled with some white powder. “This is Big C.” 

“What?” you frowned.

He looked at you over his sunglasses, “Coke. Cocaine.” 

“How muchis it?” you bit your bottom lip as you searched for your money. 

“For friends in need, it’s free.” you nodded and he understood what you want. Just one time, no big deal, you thought. You were more worried for Guzmán and maybe his reaction if he would find out, that is why you were so stirred. “Like this.” he made a demonstration for you after he arranged the drug into some white tiny lines.  -----  You’ve been screaming and dancing with Valerio almost all night. You didn’t felt anything less than happiness, freedom and understanding. Valerio understands you, he knows how it is feels to be unloved, he feels your pain because he had been a good friend with Marina as well. After another drink, and after Valerio caught your attention about not mixing coke with too much alcohol, you got the guts and closed the distance between you and him. You were kissing in the middle of the dancefloor with his hands exploring your body. Ander loathingly sighed and made Guzmán look at him with curiosity. Lu saw that too and approached Ander, placing her hand on his shoulder. He had his jaw clenched and that was the moment he understood those fellings. He finally understood why he felt his heart going up in his throath everytime he sees you. He understood those sweaty palms and the stomach ache everytime he spoke to you. He finally figured out why he was acting so strange around you and why he couldn’t comfort you when you needed the most. Marina’s death affected him too, he changed too, but you had changed more than he tought and he didn’t like that view. “What the fuck is she doing?” Guzmán tried to come closer, but Ander stopped him.  “Let me go talk to her.” he asked for his permission.

 As Guzmán nodded, he approached and grabbed your arm, draggin you away from the dancefloor, towards some quiet place. Your eyes were red and a strange smile was painted on your face.  “What the fuck do you want? You ruined my moment, I was having a good timeeeee!” you were delirious now.

“I ruined your moment? I’m sorry I’m concerned and I don’t want you to ruin your life!” You laughed, “I’m just living my life!” “(y/n), you don’t get drunk and you don’t made out with some random guy! That’s not a good way to grieve Marina and you know that. I’m disappointed at you. You lately started acting like a slut, and that’s not (y/n) I wanna be friend with.” “Yeah? Just so you know, this is all your fault! You let me fall in love with you, you pretended to be kind and caring with me, but now I realised I’m not good enough for you to even care about me!” You hindered trying to enlarge the distance between you and Ander. “I needed you to save me from my thoughts, because you are the only one who can do that, but you let me sink! Valerio understands me, he knows how it is to love someone that doesn’t love me back!” there are tears running down your face and you couldn’t see clearly your brother’s face. You could assume only how disappointed he is. “Why haven’t you told me that before?” he cupped your cheeks with his warm hands and softly smiled at you. “Why would I do that?” you wipped away your tears. “Because you would prevent this things to happen. I would have been there for you, I would have told you how much I love you and you woulnd’t have to take that shit!” he took that little bag with white powder and threw it away.  “Now, let me kiss you because I’ve been dying to taste your lips for far too long.” And he did it. He sealed your lips with his while grabbing your waist, trying to pull you as close as possible. This one can’t even be compared with that kisses you had earlier with all those guys. His lips just fit perfectely like they are made just for you.

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affection - aron piper

A/N: i’d like to thank @moonlightchalamet for the idea. ilysmm thank you love!!! <33

disclaimer: i don’t know any of these ppl personally! english is not my first language so please let me know if i have mistakes! :)) poor spanish, im still trying to learn lol, im sorry this is kinda short :’(

word count: 809

warnings: none, PURE fluff. (i told you i’m a whore for fluff ;) 

gif credits to @martinosmile​ - <3

While you were sitting in your sister’s couch, you heard your phone buzz. It was from Aron.

Aron: hola carina, quieres venir a mi casa? 

You smiled when you saw the message. You typed a “ill be there in 30″

You and Aron had started dating a month ago, so you guys were taking things slowly. You knew Aron was the best boyfriend you ever had because you always felt so comfortable and happy around him. 

“What are you smiling at?” Your sister asked holding bunch of candies jumping into the couch. Your smile widens at the question.

“Nothing much actually. Just Aron.” You said not making an eye contact, looking at your phone.

“Ahh Aron, now that makes sense.” She smiled. “Are you going to his house?” 

“Yeah” you stand up thinking about what you should wear.

“Let me know if you need anything, say hi to Aron and don’t forget to remind him I’m here to kick his ass if he does something to you” Your sister blew a kiss. You just laughed at her overprotectiveness.

“I’m serious Y/N” She said annoyed.

“Okay okay, chill woman.” You laughed and got ready.

You left the house 15 minutes after, not really caring about wearing a fancy clothing. Just sweatpants, a t-shirt, and a messy bun. It was 8.30 at night. Before ringing the bell you were so nervous, heart beating so fast. And then you met a beautiful smile towards you.

“Hola carina!” He hugged you tightly. He thought you look so cute with the messy bun. You hugged him back. 

“Hi Aron, que tal?” You asked smiling. 

“Muy bien, so what do you wanna do?” He asked looking at you.

“Maybe we can have some food and watch a movie in your room?” You suggested, looking for his approval. 

“I loved it, I’ll choose the movie today since you chose it the last time. It’s gonna be a surprise.” Aron smirked. You looked at your newly boyfriend, he was too good to be true. 

“Y/N?” You were woken up from your thoughts thanks to Aron. You quickly picked the candies, and noodle leftovers that Aron has on his freezer.

You placed the food on his bed and waited him on his bed. While you were waiting for him, you looked at your phone. There were some messages from your sister

hermana: i love it when you’re happy

hermana: stay safe and i’ll be sleeping now so don’t worry me

hermana: have fun but not that much and let me know if i have to kick aron’s balls :) <3

You smiled at your sister’s messages, not taking any of those seriously cause you know Aron would never do such things. Your thoughts were interrupted by Aron quickly entering the room, holding the tv remote and opening the tv. 

“You’re gonna love the movie I picked.” He slowly came and sat next to you. You look at him with a curious expression, thinking what could it be.

Then after a second, you saw Julia Roberts appearing in the screen. You shot your eyes on him and grinned.

“No you didn’t” You smiled. He didn’t reply, he just shrugged his shoulders.

“HOW DID YOU KNOW NOTTING HILL WAS MY FAVORITE MOVIE?” You screamed at him. It was your favorite movie and the movie being the romantic, made the movie even better watching with Aron. 

“Carina, tu eres mi novia.” He smiled. You couldn’t help but place a kiss on the his cheek. You mumbled a thank you and started to watch the movie.

While you were watching the movie, you decided to come closer to Aron. He didn’t look at you and still watched the movie but once you realized he didn’t pay attention, you decide to try harder and cuddle him.

Once you started to cuddle him, he was taken aback, because he wasn’t really familiar with affection. He looked at you but you didn’t look back this time.

And like all the other boys, he starved for affection, so he didn’t mind you cuddling next to him. He doesn’t wanna admit but in fact he loved you being beside him. After a few minutes, you started to play with his hair. 

This. This was his sweet spot. He placed a small kiss to your cheek and snuggled closer. You were surprised by his moves but ain’t no complains huh? ;)

The movie continued, and you also continued to show the affection Aron starved. You played with his hand, hair, rubbed his back, cuddling closer. 

When the movie is ending, you were sniffling but you heard soft snores that quickly made your mood up. Aron was asleep, holding you, him being the small spoon.

You looked at the view and reminded yourself that you were so lucky. You placed a small kiss to his forehead.

“Good night baby”