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Let The Ocean Take Me
hello!! Would you write an ahren stringer smut where you two are just friends and one day you’re playing video games or some shit he kisses you out of no where and it gets really heated. God I hate ahren stringer feels. A/N: honestly yall I’m so tired if this is messy and short just kno I’m dying ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “no. NO. NO!” You screamed as Ahren passed you in the final lap of Mario Kart, winning the race. “You asshole I’m going to murder you!” You screamed at your best friend. He laughed evilly as baby Mario was on the first place podium and Yoshi was on the second place one. Baby Mario danced around and Ahren did his own little dance. You watched him do a victory dance and felt your stomach flutter. You’d had a crush on Ahren forever. You’d known him since high school, and once The Amity Affliction took off he offered you a job to tour around with him and basically be a manager for the band and then the rest was history. Over the course of knowing him, your fallen head over heels for him. Just with the little things he did. His smirk when he knows something good you don’t, or the way his eyes softly gaze into yours, he was amazing. You truly, deeply loved him. But he was your best friend, and these things never panned out. Life wasn’t a fan fiction, it was life. He probably only saw you as his sister and you should be content with just seeing him as a brother. But you weren’t. He sat back down on the couch and you picked a grand prix to play. You kept glancing over to him and looking at how focused he was. His tongue stuck out just a bit as he focused on the game. “I’m in it to win it.” He said to you. “get ready to be dominated.” “I’m kink shaming” You said as the game began its countdown. You revved your engines at a precise time that you learned from countless hours of playing and shot off, earning yourself first place right at the get go. You sat in a comfortable silence, occasionally pierced by a ‘fuck you!’ or a ‘don’t you dare throw a fucking blue shell at me you shit stor- GODAMNIT YOU THREW THE SHELL’. It was the last lap of the last race and you were both elbowing each other, both of you alternating between first and second place when at the last moment, you passed him and passed the finish line. “NO!” he screamed as you laughed at his surprised face. He grabbed tackled you and started to tickle you. He always did this when you beat him at something because he knew it was your one weakness. You laughed and tried to shive him off but his grip tightened and kept you down. After a minute of two you both settled, but he was still on top of you. You looked into his eyes and thought ‘hey now would be a good time to-‘ But your thought was interrupted by him kissing you. ‘SHIT’ was all you could think. You closed your eyes and kissed him back, thinking only of the weight of his body above yours and his leg in between yours. You both pulled away, unwillingly, you needed to breathe. “Holy shit.” You breathed out, panting. There was a slight silence. “I’ve loved you since I first met you.” He blurted out. “I’m glad because I love you too and if you didn’t this would’ve been pretty awkward” “Do you wanna….” He trailed off as his eyes wandered down the hall to where his bedroom was. “Oh god yes!” you moaned. He picked you up and wrapped your legs around him and went to the bedroom. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I have to go to my neighbors and eat dinner but I haven’t showered in like three days and : )))))))
I am falling please don't fall with me
Can I have an Ahren Stringer imagine (the amity affliction) where he teaches you how to skateboard but you end up falling and hurting your leg so he carries you back home and tellsyou that he loves you? (: A/n: i know nothing about skateboarding so this is gonna suck balls and i dont listen to them either so yeah ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ You got into your car to drive over to you friend, Ahren’s house. He was going to teach you how to skateboard, which nobody could ever do. “Hey assbutt I’m here.” You texted. “Okay you know you can just walk your ass up here right?” Ahren replied. “Well at least open the damn door for me.” You texted back before putting your phone away in the back pocket of your jeans after walking out of your car. You walked up the stairs that lead to the door, which was opened and the “Hey y/n, you ready for the best lesson ever on skateboarding by the best teacher ever.” Ahren said with pride and slight sarcasm. “Yes i am but i don’t see the best teacher ever but you’ll have to do.” You replied. He sighed slightly and hugged you. “It’s been awhile since I last saw you, hope life’s been nice to you.” “It’s been good but lets stop procrastinating and get started on teaching me how to skateboard.” “Okay if you say so and if you fall i’m not promising i won’t laugh.” Ahren smirked. You rolled you eyes as he went to go get a skateboard from somewhere. “You ready y/n?” He came back with a skateboard and a helmet in both of his hands. You nodded and put your phone on his couch before you both headed out.
It was about 10 minutes until you actually got to get on the skateboard. Ahren helped you a lot, like where to put your feet, the correct way to stop the skateboard without being flung from it or hurting yourself, stuff like that. Even when you thought you had everything down and knew everything you did was correct, Ahren always found some flaw in what you did. “Okay Ahren, I’m pretty sure I don’t need you to hold my hand, and i mean that literally and figuratively.” You snapped once you had enough. “Okay if you say so.” Ahren backed up slowly with his hands in the air like someone about to be arrested by somebody like the cops. “Thanks.” You pushed off on the skateboard down the street and Ahren watching you just in case something happens. Just as you were about to feel like nothing could stop you, you hit a pothole in the middle of the street and fell off Ahren’s skateboard. Once Ahren noticed, he came running to you to help you. “Y/n are you okay?” He asked as he kneeled right beside you. “Yeah my legs just hurts like hell.” You hissed in pain as you straightened your leg to examine what happened. You were greeted with you jeans ripped up and your knees all bloody and damaged. “Well shit these were one of my favorite pairs.” You laughed slightly to try and lighten the mood but Ahren’s eyes clouded with concern. “I’m take you back.” He picked you up bridal style with his semi-muscular tattooed arms and carried you to his house.
Once Ahren opened the door somehow, he placed you down on his couch. “I’ll be back, getting stuff to fix you up. Try to clean up using the water and stuff. If the bleeding doesn’t stop, yell for me.” He said before running to another room. You reached for the bottle of water and poured some on where the pavement of the road beat up your knees. You hissed at the sudden contact and wiped away the blood with a tissue. Ahren came back with what seemed to be a first aid kit. “Can you roll up your jeans so I can fix you up?” Ahren asked. You started to roll up your jeans so Ahren could help you. “Hey Ahren.” You asked as he was finishing bandaging up your right knee and moved to your left. “Yeah?” “Why are you doing this?” “I’m helping you because i can.” “Bullshit, i’ve known you for years and i know when you’re lying.” “You want to know the truth? Fine.” Ahren stood up once he finished, and kissed you. “What… Was that about?” You asked, blushing. “I’ve loved you for a long time y/n, i just didn’t really know when the right time to ask you out would be, but i guess now is a good time.” “Are you trying to-” “Yes.” Ahren blushed slightly,“but i won’t blame you if you don’t want to date me at all so you don’t have-” You cut Ahren off by kissing him. “Shut up you ass of course i want to date you.” You broke the kiss. “Well that’s great.” Ahren was grinning like an idiot and you kissed him again. “Now i want to watch something so get your ass over here and lets cuddle.” You said and Ahren gladly agreed. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A/n: sorry if this sucks i kinda rushed it so it could get done on time ~Hannah
