#tim riggins oneshot

[snarkwrites]

FFT: voice like honey; tim riggins

Notes:

Honestly... I loved writing this. One, it gave me an excuse to write Friday Night Lights again and two.. this inspired me heavily to maaaybe do more with these two in the future on here. Idk, we’ll see.

Summary:

Tim Riggins is a near fearless flirt. Tati is the new girl and she likes to liken herself to a butterfly.. Pretty to look at, hard to catch. Something tells me she hasn’t really dealt with a charmer like Tim.

Warnings:

uhhh.. just tim being tim.

Pairing:

Tim Riggins x OFC, Tati

His voice was smooth and it was probably the first thing she’d ever noticed about Tim Riggins. As soon as he’d opened his mouth, offering a shitty excuse to their homeroom teacher for being late a third time and he’d slunk in, right past her seat, flopping into the seat two behind her, she hadn’t been able to take her eyes off the guy. She’d turned and pretended to be gazing out the window at the back of the classroom, but maybe she’d been staring at Tim.

Naturally, he was a football player. One of the big shots. A Dylan Panther. She tended to keep a wide berth of the more popular kids since moving to Dylan because she’d been one at her old school and she’d promised herself that she didn’t want to be that spoiled little princess again. She hated the way cliques worked and she’d seen them do their worst to a person. But right off the bat, she’d noticed something… Different about him.

He was smart, even though he had acting dumb as a bag of rocks down to an art. He was truthful, even when the truth might hurt a little upon hearing it. He tried to do the right thing, even when the right thing went horribly wrong. As weeks passed, she found herself growing more and more painfully aware of the guy, despite her best efforts to do the opposite. And Tim went on… Being Tim. Partying, playing football and not noticing anything outside of those two things.

At least this is what Tati had herself convinced. Until one day, the day before Valentine’s day, to be exact, that all changed.

Tati sat facing the front, twisting a brunette curly around her fingertip and sneaking glances at the clock. She felt a tap to her shoulder but thinking it was the jerk behind her being an ass again, she tried to ignore it.

The tap was more persistent this time. Tati whirled around, hazel eyes locking on the guy who sat in front of Tim Riggins, a brow raised. “What? What do you want, huh?”

“I didn’t…” the guy shrank back, waving his hands. Tati rolled her eyes and muttered “Jerk” under her breath, turning back around to face the front. She’d just started to doodle on the blank page in her notebook again when she heard a desk scraping across the linoleum floor.

“No headphones today, darlin?” -Dear god, just the sound of his voice.. The scent of Big Red chewing gum and the warmth of his breath against her ear as he leaned in slightly, an amused grin that she didn’t even have to be looking at to feel… it threw her into an internal uproar. She nearly choked on her own cotton candy-flavored gum and his hand shot out, patting her on the back hard. “Easy there, angel.” Tim chuckled, looking at her as if he were concerned. “Don’t like.. die on me.”

“Mr. Riggins.. Ms. Esquivel… What in the world are you two doing?” - at the sound of their teacher and her intent gaze fixing on Tati, Tati wanted to melt into the floor and disappear. The classroom was snickering. Tim remained calm. Nothing rattled the guy, apparently. He gave a teasing grin and nodded to Tati. “Just hit me, Mrs. H.. I ain’t introduced myself to the new girl.”

“I haven’t been the new girl for almost a month now, Tim.” Tati found her voice and spoke up quietly but firmly, blowing at the fringe bangs that tended to always flop right into her eyes, no matter what she tried to do. Tim didn’t seem deterred by Tati or the teacher.

“Touche. See, I miss class. Didn’t know, angel.”

“First of all, it’s Tati…” she took a deep breath. In her entire short time at Dylan High, this was actually the most she’d ever said to anyone. Tim could see her cheeks darkening and he chuckled quietly. The teacher turned back to the blackboard after he finally moved his chair back into it’s correct space and Tim stared at the brunette intently. The bell rang and she was up out of the chair with this cat-like graceful leap that he almost didn’t catch up to her. He managed to, just as she got to a stop in front of her locker.

Tati’s eyes met his in the flimsy mirror she had stuck to the door on the inside of her locker as she slicked on more red gloss. “You’re real good at blockin people out, ya know that? I’ve tried a thousand times t’ get yer attention by now.”

Tati turned, finding them body to body. Her eyes widened ever so slightly and she gulped, nearly choking on the damn gum again. Tim chuckled and stared down at her, his arm up, blocking her off so that she was pinned in. Tati took a ragged breath and then asked quietly, “Is there something I can do for you, Tim Riggins?”

“Well, you can start by lettin me walk ya to class, Tati. That’s a cute name, by the way, darlin.. Short for somethin?”

“Tatiana.” she gave a soft laugh as she looked up at him, tearing her eyes away abruptly when he happened to glance down at her. “Sorry.. I didn’t know you were trying to get my attention.”

“Maybe if you didn’t slink around campus with headphones in so loud..” Tim mused, snickering as she simply shrugged. They were standing in front of her classroom door now and he chuckled quietly, grabbing hold of her hand and placing a folded sheet of notebook paper into it as he winked. “I’ll see ya in an hour, angel. Gonna be waitin right here.”

Tati breezed into class and sank down into her seat, trying and failing at collecting herself. That only worsened when she opened the folded sheet of paper and hazel eyes scanned the words written there.

Never been good at this dancin around shit.. So here I go.. Valentines Dance with me, yes or no?

Tati smiled to herself, digging around for her favorite glittery red pen and she quickly scrawled out her response.

Yes. This better not be some kind of prank or bet, Tim or I swear to God..

After class, she handed him the note and he opened it, right there in front of her, chuckling as he slipped an arm around her. “I don’t joke a whole lot. I mean.. not about when I’m into somebody. And I am definitely into you..” in that almost velvety gravel voice of his as Tati’s heart hammered wild against her chest.

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[snarkwrites]

FFT: so this is love; tim riggins

Notes:

This was originally sent to my main’s ask box and I knew i had to transfer it to this blog. Because Tim Riggins and fluff. I might do something with this in the future, idk.

Summary:

Tim and Amber are a thing now and they’re getting used to each other. Maybe it’s time to take the next step? Fluff.

Pairing:

Tim Riggins x Collette!OFC, Amber

Warnings:

uhh.. none.

Tim bent, tugging off the heavy soled work boots. The scent of chili hung heavily on the air and his stomach growled. She was in the kitchen, the football game playing on the radio, and all he could do was grin lazily when the dog ran out to jump up on him.

A look around his living room revealed that apparently, she’d had time to think it over after their talk two nights ago and she’d moved most of her stuff in.

The house he built actually kinda felt like home. Or what he thought home might feel like.

He walked to the doorway separating the kitchen from the living room and he stood there, thumbs in his belt loop, watching her move around the kitchen, laughing when she went to open a higher cabinet and grab something just out of her reach. She’d been about to climb onto the counter, but Tim moved up behind her, grabbing for the bowls, chuckling as he nuzzled into her neck.

“You’re back early…” Amber turned to face him, staring up at him as she put her arms around his neck. Tim nodded to the living room. “Gonna take me up on my offer?”

“Mhmm. I mean… you did make a good point. I’m here every night lately anyway and it saves a trip across town.”

“That right?”

“Well, there is the fact that I wake up to see your sexy grouchy ass first thing every morning too..” Amber purred as she gripped the front of his oil stained white tee shirt and used her grip to pull herself up to his level, her lips meeting his. Tim gripped the edge of the counter and her hip, pulling her against him, pressing her back against the counter as he laughed and muttered, “I’m not that grouchy.”

“Tim Riggins, you’re lying your ass off right now.”

“ I could be hurt by that if I were a more sensitive guy.” Tim joked, the kiss breaking as he stared down at her. “I’m just glad you decided to take me up on it. Things… They feel better when you’re here.”

“I know what you mean.”

Before she could stop the words, they were out.

“I love you.”

Tim smiled and nodded, leaning in for another kiss. “I love you too. Wasn’t expecting it to happen but I’m happy it did.”

“Me too.”

“So… are we eatin tonight, or?”

[snarkwrites]

FFT: wedding bell blues; tim riggins

Notes:

this came into my main’s asks from @vonschweetz​ right in the heat of my millionth rewatch of the Friday Night Lights tv series. And a mighty need to write fanfiction for Tim Riggins. Which admittedly, is something I definitely wanna do in the future on here, so who knows.

Summary:

Amber Collette is back in Dillon and her life’s kind of falling apart. A reconnection with Tim Riggins might just be in the cards? Maybe now the timing is right?

Pairing:

Tim Riggins x Collette!OFC, Amber

Warning:

uhh.. alcohol tw. and fluff. bc it’s fluffy.

“I’m gonna die alone in a house full of cats with no job or no food and bills that I couldn’t pay… First Mindy and Billy got married, then Julie and Matt and now you and Landry are getting married… And I totally bombed that interview earlier. I couldn’t have sounded like a less capable candidate for the job if I tried.. Everything is totally fucking up.” Amber looked up at her sister Tyra and reached for the bottle of red wine in Tyra’s hand. Tyra backed away then seeing Amber’s pout, she poured some into the empty wine glass sitting in front of her sister.

“You’re not gonna die alone in a house full of cats. And you will find a job, okay? This stuff just takes time is all.”

“I am! Hello, I’ve been on four interviews this week alone.. And all the others I’ve been to since I moved back..”

“First of all, Amber, pretty sure you have to actually like cats. Secondly, you’ll find somebody. There’s somebody out there for everybody. Third.. I’m telling you, at least think about coming down to East Dillon High on Monday and filling out to be a substitute teacher or the secretary or something. Everything is gonna be okay, little sister. Just relax.”

“And literally every single time I think I have found somebody or my life is finally gonna settle down and go my way, something winds up going wrong.. Hello, I woke up to a break up text? Came home from work to find out that the locks were changed and all my shit was sitting outside? Then the very next day, I get laid off.” Amber shook her head and took a sip of wine. “I’m just saying.. I wanna be happy. Like you and Mindy. And lately, it feels like every single thing I touch turns to shit. Hence the reason I dragged my ass back to Dillon and am currently riding mom’s sofa.”

“You’ll figure everything out. I’ll help you.”

“You don’t… I need to do this on my own, Tyra.”

Mindy spoke up from the doorway, “Do what on your own?”

“Figure my life out.. It’s like… I look at you and Tyra and I don’t know… I realize just how much is missing, how much I messed up and how many chances I let slip through my fingers.”

“She’s still being a downer, huh?” Mindy glanced at Tyra who nodded. “Job interview didn’t go so well.. Then she got all mopey on me.”

“The club is hiring.. I mean someone’s gotta take my place. And you always loved to dance.”

“Dance. Not be groped by jackasses all night.” Amber corrected gently and Mindy shrugged. “The tips are good, though. And you’d save up to get your own place real quick.”

“ That is a good..” Amber started to say it but before she even got a word out, Tim Riggins spoke up from the door. “It ain’t a good idea. Doesn’t matter how good the tips are.” as he stepped into the room and grabbed a beer for himself from Landry and Tyra’s fridge, uncapping it and taking a sip, never once dropping his gaze from the youngest of the Collette sisters.

Amber bit her lip and took a sip of her wine as she retorted, “Spoken from the man with a job and his own place.”

“That I built with my own bare hands.” Tim added, a smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth. He hadn’t seen Amber in years. The difference in age between them back then may have been what kept him from ever really paying her any attention.

But since she’d shown up at Mindy’s place earlier in the month, he had to at least admit that he found himself just a little curious.

“Right..” Amber finally found the will to tear her eyes away from his and say something. She took another sip and Tim flopped down at the table behind her, taking a long sip from his own can. “Just because shit’s gone to hell.. Don’t mean you have to resort to that.”

Tyra eyed Tim and Mindy caught her sister’s eyes and mouthed “C’mon.” as she nodded to the living room and spoke up, clearing her throat. “Amber? Me and Tyra are gonna go in the livin room and look at some more bridal magazines. Weddings don’t plan themselves.” as Tyra caught on to what Mindy might be up to and smirked at her younger sister. “Right behind you, Mindy.”

As soon as the kitchen door closed behind the other two women, Amber stood. The problem was, so did Tim. And in the small room, it put them chest to chest. Tim chuckled and stared down at her. “What’s your hurry?”

“Nothin, I mean..”

“Sit down.” Tim nodded to the seat across from him and Amber sank down into it, reaching for her wine glass. Tim grabbed it and held it out.

After a few seconds of him staring intently at the Pabst logo on his can, he spoke up.

“I’m gonna feel like a third wheel on Saturday.”

“That makes two of us.” Amber lamented, taking another long sip from her wine glass, trying her best NOT to think about her stupid childish crush on Tim Riggins from back when she was a kid. Or, she thought to herself, trying not to re-imagine accidentally walking in on him when he was getting out of the shower at her sister Mindy’s house earlier in the week when she’d crashed there after a night out. It wasn’t working, she could see it in her mind as clear as she’d seen it with her own eyes.

“You’re blushin.”

“Am not.”

“You are.” Tim was eyeing her, smirking a little. He turned his attention back to his beer can and muttered mostly to himself, “Everybody’s getting married.”

“So I’ve noticed. I mean first it was Mindy and Billy, then it was Matt and Julie and now it’s Tyra and Landry.. But I’m happy for my sisters and Julie.. I mean.. They found great guys. I just seem to have a shit radar.” Amber dragged her finger around the top of the glass and bit her lip as she laughed and shook her head. “Then again, to be fair, Mindy’s always tellin me to stop pushin so hard.. Shit will happen on it’s own time, she says… Tyra, she’s just doin her usual bit, tryin to fix all my messes for me…”

“It’s an older sibling thing. Billy did it a lot. Still does it.” Tim remarked, looking up from his bottle to catch her sort of gazing at him. He leaned in a little and tucked a few strands of hair that had fallen into her face back behind her ears as he laughed and shook his head.

“What’s so funny?” Amber pouted.

“Nothin. Just thinkin.”

“About?”

Tim started to stand and make his way out of the kitchen, but he stopped and sat back down. Glancing into the living room, he shrugged. “I always thought I’d wind up workin here.. In a garage.. Married to either Tyra or Lyla.. Look, my point is, life is funny. And it’s not as bad as you think it is right now. I mean.. from what I heard you tellin Tyra and Mindy about the guy in Chicago, you dodged one hell of a bullet.. And it hasn’t been that bad, coming back here, right?”

“Not really.. I mean, I have gotten closer to Mindy and Tyra than we were.. and getting to see my nephew and the twins is great.. And finally making things right with mom… The two of us helping each other through everything..” Amber smiled and then she caught herself doing it again, sort of watching Tim when he wasn’t paying attention.

Before she could stop herself, she’d asked the question.

“Hey.. What if we went to my sister and Landry’s wedding together? I mean.. not like a date or anything, but..”

Tim looked up at her and smiled, finishing his beer and aiming it at the tall trash can designated for beer cans in the corner of the kitchen.

“So you’re askin me on a date, huh?”

“ No.. I mean not unless you wanna take it that way?”

“Maybe I do, Amber.”

“Okay then… it’s a date.”