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Croweater

Pairing: Reader X Jax Teller (Sons of Anarchy)

Prompt: You and some of the other Sons get arrested for trespassing and while being held at Charming P.D., Sheriff Roosevelt decides to interrogate you and Jax. During the interrogation Roosevelt uses you in hopes that he could get an assault charge out of Jax which would cause him to be locked up for even longer. 

Warnings: Swearing, mention of possible rape/sexual act

A/N: Sorry this is kinda short and kinda sucks!

“Listen man, me and my club are here on trespassing charges, I’m not talkin’ to you about anything but those charges.” Jax spoke calmly, his eyes tracking Sheriff Roosevelt as he walked around the interrogation room slowly.

“Which are bullshit.” you muttered from where you sat across the cold metal table from Jax.

You, Tig, Chibs, and Jax had been working surveillance on a certain cigar shop when the cops showed up spewing some shit about how the parking lot you were in was private property. A quick argument later and all four of you were in handcuffs on your way to the police department. It wasn’t like this was the first time something like this had gone down. Hell, it seemed like almost everyday cops were popping up out of no where just to make your lives a living hell. A task that they were beginning to succeed in doing. 

You glanced up at Jax just in time to see him mouth the word ‘behave’ to you. He had a warning look on his face, like the one parents give their children when they begin to countdown from 5.  

“You got yourself a feisty one Teller. I always thought the club was men only. Or is she just one of those, what do you call them?” he asked, stepping towards you and placing his hands on top of your chair. His figure leaned over yours so his face was now no more than a foot away from yours. “Croweaters right?” he smirked, his warm breath hitting your neck and causing a chill to trail down your spine.

“Back off man.” Jax spoke, aggression filling his voice. You watched as Roosevelt’s head snapped to look at Jax whose jaw was clenched down tight. The two of them stared each other down for several moments before Roosevelt stood back up and began to walk around the room once more, his pace not changing from what it had been before the little encounter. 

“So I take it Ms. (Y/N) is more than just a croweater.” he spoke calmly, his hands folding together behind him as he walked. He kept his eyes glued to Jax as he circled.

“It doesn’t matter what she is, just back off.” Jax responded harshly, his nostrils flaring. Roosevelt stopped dead in his tracks, a large smile curling onto his face.

“Well this is just fascinating.” he chuckled. “Big bad Jax Teller finally got himself an old lady.” he paused, his eyes finally breaking from Jax’s and instead looking at you. You shivered the moment you saw him give you a once over, his eyes lingering over your entire body. “And a pretty one at that.”

“She ain’t my old lady and I would really recommend you shut your mouth.” Jax snapped. He noticed the unwanted once over as well and could feel his blood slowly begin to boil at the thought of Roosevelt undressing you with his eyes.

“Oh really? So if she isn’t your old lady you wouldn’t mind if I asked a guard to escort you from the interrogation room for a few minutes? Give me and Ms. (Y/N) some alone time.” Roosevelt smirked, stepping closer to you. 

That was all he had to say.

Jax stood up rapidly from his seat, the chair toppling over underneath his sudden movement. Before he could move to get his hands on Roosevelt you pushed yourself in front of Jax, your hands coming up to his chest.

“Jax, don’t.” you said firmly, pushing against Jax’s strength to the best of your ability. You looked up at him only to see his eyes still targeted on Roosevelt who was laughing behind you. “He just wants to get you locked up for doing more things so he has more time to ask questions and try to get under your skin.” you spoke, your voice calming in hopes that Jax would calm as well.

You felt his pressure let up against you, his muscles untensing as his eyes remained locked onto Roosevelt’s.

“Sheriff.” a new voice suddenly spoke. You glanced in the direction the voice came from only to see a young police officer standing in the now open door way. Roosevelt’s smile dropped at the sight of the officer. “Their bail’s been paid, they’re free to go.” the officer informed before exiting from the three of your sights. 

“Lucky shits.” Roosevelt muttered angrily under his breath before returning his eyes to you and Jax. “You heard him, you’re free to go.” 

You nodded your head before returning your eyes to Jax. You brought your hand up to his cheek, your skin gently touching his and causing his eyes to fall onto you. 

“Let’s go home.” you whispered with a little smile on your face. Jax nodded in return before following you out of the room. He made sure to give Roosevelt one last glare before he left however. 

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Supernatural- a Summary

Just look at this scene. We didn’t get to see this angle in the movie. 

Harley hasn’t woken up, and just look at Joker’s expression.

Right after admitting to himself that he needed her, he is faced with the notion that he might have been too late to save her.

Just moments ago Joker watched her free fall in to the chemical vat for him. The same vats that turned him into the monster he was.  He watched her disappear into the bubbling chemicals from the ledge and he had turned to leave, but a pain in his chest had caused him to stop. A growl resonated in his throat as he physically struggled with the thought of abandoning her. Feeling a need to save her.

He hadn’t meant to really care about her, but in that exact moment he couldn’t bring himself to leave… and he knew he was utterly fucked.

He had ripped off his jacket and dove off the edge, and followed her down. His hands found her body in the water, and he pulled her to the surface. Holding her limp body, as they emerged from the chemicals. Cradling Harley with a tenderness reserved only for her. Joker looked down on her porcelain face.

Motionless.

Joker felt a pang of dread. Everything came to a screeching halt, all the little gears in his head stopped turning. His chest felt heavy and his insides burned with the chemicals around him. Harley’s face remained still. Silence hung in the air. Just moments ago he realised he couldn’t be without her and now it occurs to him that he might have been too late to save her.

Irresistible Danger Masterlist (Negan x Reader)

cover by @placebohearts

Part 1 

Part 2 - The Big Bad Wolf  

Part 3 - Dinner or Dessert? 

Part 4 - Checkmate

Part 5 - Breaking Rules  

Part  6 - Cool Leather & Hot Friction   

Part 7 - A Brief Respite  

Part 8 - Simmering Jealousy

Part 9 - The Truth Hurts   

Part 10 - A Berry Big Surprise  

Part 11 - Rollercoaster   

Part 12 - A Dream Within A Dream

Part 13 - The First Cut is the Deepest

Part 14 - Logic Over Instinct

Part 15 - A Sweet Release

Part 16 - A Deal with the Devil 

Part 17 - Capturing the King 

Part 18 - A Suspicious Adversary

Part 19 - Supersize Me 

Part 20 - Operation Dwight 

Part 21 - An Enlightening Conversation 

Part 22 - Greetings & Goodbyes 

Part 23 - Jameson 

Part 24 - The Hangover 

Part 25 - Damage Control 

Part 26 - Little Red & The Big Bad 

Part 27 - Watch My Love Grow With Time

Part 28 - Crushed Berries 

Part 29 - Hot Coals 

Part 30 - The Punishment 

Part 31 - The Confrontation 

Part 32 - The Aftermath 

Part 33 - Falling Into Place 

Part 34 - Savior or Monster? 

Part 35 - Bedside Confessions 

Part 36 - A Steamy Surprise 

Part 37 - Trust & Friendship 

Party 38 - Just A Tray?

lead guard: men, look upon that woman in the market.

guard: what about her?

lead guard: she is possibly the most dangerous person in all of tamriel.

lead guard: she has the power of the voice, and it’s speculated that she may be the dragonborn.

lead guard: she’s widely known as the master of the thieves guild.

lead guard: she located, killed and stole the identity of the gourmet, then poisoned the double posing as the emperor.

lead guard: later, she killed commander maro and the entire penitus oculatus in a fit of rage after the dark brotherhood was killed off. she then boarded the emperor’s ship and murdered him as well.

lead guard: she has the favour of multiple daedric lords and carries their artifacts.

lead guard: she is a danger to everyone in her path.

guard: then we should kill her, now, while she’s unaware and shopping!

lead guard: fuck no, she spent seven days in jail. she’s paid off her wrongdoings.

Deep Tissue - JARED LETO X READER

AUTHOR’S NOTE; Thank you for the request lovely! I swear I just posted something about this earlier. How he can climb literal mountains, vigorously hike trails and terrains but his back is killing him on tour like….Sir Leto, what are you doing to yourself?

Your arms folded across your chest as you listened to him speak and you couldn’t help the distant feeling of unease that resonated through your abdomen. You had visited Jared often to tend to the muscles and aches in his back especially when he decided to go on tour with the band. He often explained that when the band went on tour and did shows, they always made it their mission to give the fans everything they had  including blood, sweat and tears. 

“If we can’t give them all of it, then we wont do it. Period.” He finished while placing his hand out and allowing his band mates to put theirs on top of his. It seemed to be a pre-show ritual of some sort, but your eyes rolled. You understood the idea of putting passion into everything you did, but his need for your expertise was becoming more and more frequent to the point where even you started to worry. 

You were surprised when you saw them all walk towards the exit of the bus and he suddenly stopped to hang back. You pulled your satchel over your shoulder before moving that way yourself and he blocked your path. 

“Hey….” He spoke simply.

“Yep.” You answered quickly. 

“I just wanted to say thanks for being available for most of the tour.” His grateful words were genuine but for some reason you felt like there was more. 

“But….?” You question.

“I think I’m good tonight. If you want to get some rest or go get something to eat with the rest of the crew, you can.” His eyes leveled with your and he nodded. 

“Glad t’know you’re not a slave driver……I think I might just take you up on that though.” You answered. Truth be told, you always had a good time with everyone, but the idea of a hot bath and being left alone for their nearly 4 hour show intrigued you more than anything else. You couldn’t stop the smile that spread across your face at the idea, but you tried to control it because you didn’t want him to get the idea that you didn’t like being around. 

“Try to contain your excitement.” He chuckled out. You pulled up your hand for a high five, but he hugged you instead. Everyone was a hugger, and even though you weren’t really into it, you hugged back. 

“Knock em dead.” You encouraged. You skipped down the stairs of the busses exit door happily but paused when he called for you.

“What are you going to do, anyways. You got a date or something?” He questioned and his curiosity was genuine. 

“Yeah with a real bath tub.” You admitted. There was a hotel just up the street with oval bathtubs, like the ones made for a queen. You couldn’t miss out on it. You weren’t surprised when he shrugged in response, but you made sure to move fast before he changed his mind. The thing about Jared that you learned quickly was that if you didn’t act fast, you’d regret it. When he was nice, he was nice, but when he wasn’t, you’d better prepare yourself. A perfectionist at best, and a control freak at worst. You never truly minded it because you were nearly the same way except less controlled and more solution / goal oriented. 

“Be back by 12, that’s when we should be heading back.” He ordered. 

“Sure thing Daddy-O!” You yelled back throwing up the peace sign behind you as you walked away without turning to look at him. You were mildly aware of his sexual kinks, but they held no interest to you. You had seen enough pieces of him to overlook most of his intimate parts, plus he was never one to really hide them either. He was the direct definition of shameless. 

You could tell when the show started because you picked a hotel close to the concert and the booming of the music resonated through the floors of your hotel room. It as like you hadn’t left work at all. The time passed slowly and you were eternally grateful for this fact because you found yourself doing a lot more than you had originally panned. 

You went to a restaurant to eat real food. With Jared being a vegitarian you usually found yourself snacking on whatever he had in an effort to keep a low profile, but the time had finally come for you to really eat. You ordered spaghetti, you admired the view, you listened to the music and even decided to go for a job. It was literally the perfect night and there was only one thing left to do; bathe. 

Your clothes peeled away from your body reluctantly and the sweat that clung to your skin only made it even more difficult to get undressed. The sound of Halsey blasted in the distance from your phone and the echo of it off the bathroom walls nearly made you fall in love with her all over again. 

You slipped into the heat slowly not wanting to get burned and sighed a breath of relief as you found yourself submerged. The bubbles surrounded you in a cascade of cloudy goodness as you felt your aches melt away. The deep curve in the base of the tub only gave you more room to sink as you thought of nothing but peaceful places. 

You nearly jumped from your skin when you heard Halsey’s voice cease and the sound of your phone ring and buzz against the countertop. It couldn’t have been 12 already? Cinderella hadn’t even begun to truly enjoy her porcelain prince just yet. You did the unthinkable at first, and ignored it, allowing it to go to voicemail because you knew it couldn’t have been Jared. He was a stickler about time and when he said 12 he meant 12. However, when it rang again you knew all too well that if you didn’t answer this time he would surely kill you. 

Your frame leaned over the side of the tub elegantly and gripped the phone in your hand. It was the young conquistador himself. Your eyes grazed the time and it was only 11. An entire hour early?

The facetime feature was lit up but you declined it. In declining you called back normally. 

“You seriously declined my call?” He asked. The slight outrage in his voice was clear.

“I’m…..not decent. When I said I had a date with a tub, I was being literal.” you explained. 

“I need you. I need you to come back now. Where are you?” His voice was panicked and you were slightly confused. 

“I’m ….in a bathtub Mr. Leto.” You answered in an attempt to be professional. 

“We’re coming that way, which one is it. Is it the Driskill?” He questioned. 

“….Yeah, I……I mean I can come to you J it’s no problem.” You answered, but he answered before you could truly finish your suggestion. 

“No, i’m already half way there. What room?” He questioned. 

“217.” You answered. 

“Yeah.” He answered before immediately hanging up. You looked down at the ended call on your phone and swore. 

“Dammit Jared. I can’t even take a fucking bath, really? I say i’m naked and you don’t even give a shit. I’d hate to see the day i’m on fucking fire or dying.” You grumbled while scrambling from the bath tub and rolling into a near by towel.  “You’ll never have a relationship, god forbid.” you continue hustling to your room and throwing your fresh clothes on your body. The sound of the draining tub was nothing compared to the loud banging on your door. 

You had just pieced together your shirt when you slid to the door to be greeted by a nearly slumped over Jared Leto. His lower half was slightly damp, and his body leaned mostly on Shannon as he stood in the door way. A deep breath rippled through you and hot air escaped your lips while your free hand fell to your side. Your eyes leveled with his and you narrowed yours.

“What. The fuck. Did you do?” You questioned. Most people didn’t understand that a massager’s work was like a painting on an empty canvas. They attempt to perform art and turn pain into a masterpiece of relief when complete, but when someone cancels out that work in a SINGLE night, it invokes a sense of rage. 

“Everything.” Shannon spoke matching your facial expression perfectly while glancing down at his younger brother. You opened the door wider to allow them entry only to mentally kick yourself at the idea of really thinking you’d have a night off. You should’ve known better. Jared wasn’t exactly a man with a plan. 

“Just lay him on the floor, right there.” You answer, pointing to an empty spot on the floor in front of the bed. Shannon let him down softly but the sound of Jared’s groaned announced his discomfort with the idea. You closed the door behind you and pulled your oversized shirt up on your shoulders.

“Not the bed?” He questioned. You tilted your head to the side in disagreement. 

“You’ve been here less than 5 minutes and you’re already trying to weasel your way into my bed? I’m shocked at you Sir.” You answered with artificial outrage while Shannon laughed. 

“Should he be on the bed?” Shannon questioned now serious. 

“No, he needs something flat and hard to straighten him out.” You nearly chuckled when Shannon’s eyes locked with yours and he smirked. 

“You know what I mean.” You shook your head while letting your smile fade. You knew that if Jared was in pain he wouldn’t indulge in the joke. 

“Lay face down on the floor and just …..don’t move anymore.” 

“Yeah, she likes em to lye still.” Shannon joked while rolling Jared’s body over slightly as if to help. Jared groaned a groan of annoyance, but Shannon laughed anyways. Shannon wasn’t afraid of timing nor was he intimidated in the slightest by his brother’s warnings. He would get in his pun, regardless of how anyone felt about it especially if it was a good one. 

“Be honest now….how bad does it hurt?” You question finally lowering yourself to your knees next to him. He only groaned and sighed. Your eyes lowered to his legs and you couldn’t stop yourself from touching them. 

“Did you put yourself in ice water?” You question and the sound of annoyance slipped through your tone before you could catch it. He was your boss and respect was a necessary ingredient in your relationship, but once more, you wouldn’t tolerate him taring himself apart. Shannon’s face looked away from yours confirming that it was indeed true and you were anything but pleased. 

“I told you that trick wouldn’t work again, you actually have to go through days of healing before that actually helps. You could make it worse.” You urged. His hand waved in your direction and you frowned. 

“Don’t you shoo me.” You ordered flicking at his ear with your fingers. 

“OW!” He answered finally turning to look at you.

“You mean to tell me that you can climb literal mountains, vigorously hike trails in the middle of no where and skillfully rock climb for days, but you can’t perform without nearly destroying yourself? One of these days I swear, you’ll listen when I advise you to do something.” You shrugged. His eyes narrowed and you inched to your right slightly while pressing your lips together.

“You mad?” You question sarcastically. He spoke your name with agitation and you rolled your eyes. 

“Just….be still.” You requested before going to work on the center of his back back. 

“Is, this where most of your pain is?” You questioned while pressing down on a slight lump. He groaned in response and you smiled. 

“You’ve got a knot J. Were you spinning on stage again?” You questioned and he groaned again. You shook your head before standing up and straddling his body. Resting your knees on each side of him, you placed your hands firmly on his back.

“This is going to hurt, you’ve bruised some muscles and thanks to your arctic bath in the middle of the parking lot, you’ve tensed them up when you should’ve been relaxing them. Now you have a lump.” You answered. 

“Now count to 3.” You began counting with him but stopped at two to begin. You knew full well that if you waited for 3, he’d tense up and just make it worse. The groan that left his body nearly moved even you, and he jerked slightly as if he were going to throw you off. 

“Breathe in.” You advised. Shannon’s eyes flickered to you and you looked around the room.

“Get a sock out of my bag, get me some rice and put it in a microwave or something.” You requested.

“What’s that for?” He questioned.

“Quickest way to make a heating pad….” you answered as if this was common knowledge. Being a girl with killer cramps came in handy when you knew your relief products. He moved quickly leaving the room. 

“J, this is going to hurt but I need you to relax. Squeeze my knew if it gets to be too much.” You requested watching him move his arm from above his head to rest at his side. He was much taller than you, so his access to your leg was simple since you towered over him at that point. 

Your work began and the intensity of the pressure in his back worried you. How long had he been walking around with this pain? 

It didn’t take long to soothe it out, but with the general shock to his muscles he would need that heating pad soon. The firm grip on your knee informed you that you were getting too caught up in your work and you immediately stopped. He moaned, and repeated it again as if the pain was still there. 

“Ow, J. Are you still in pain?” You questioned looking down at his back. 

“Just a little, towards the shoulders.” You figured. 

“Sounds right. I worked the knot up your body, all you need now is the heat and some rest.” you answered continuing your assault on his shoulders. 

“Better?” You questioned and he answered with another moan. I’ll take that as a yeah. 

Shannon’s frame slid through the door elegantly with all the ingredients that you asked him for, and he wasted no time placing it in the microwave to warm it up.

“You kids behaving yourselves?” He questioned. 

“I dunno, he’s been moaning for a while now so I guess i’m doing something right unless he’s been faking it. My heart would be shattered.” You respond locking eyes with Shannon once more and he smirked. It was always easy to provoke a reaction from Shannon when he was in a good mood, but there were times it was like pulling teeth. 

The sound of the microwave woke the room and you moved to stand up from your position only to have Jared’s hand tense around your knee. 

“What’s wrong?” You ask. His eyes opened and locked with yours. It was an intense stare but it was obvious what it meant. He was such a baby, and the look was enough to make you lower yourself once more and continue. 

It felt like you had been working on his back for over an hour, but you were pleased to find him asleep. 

“J?” You called to him softly only for him to snore. A giggle erupted from you and your mouth gaped open as you turned to Shannon who was crouched comfortably in a chair near the window texting. He suppressed a laugh and looked back down at his phone while shaking his head slightly. Little was known to you about Shannon’s personal life, but you were sure he was conversing with a woman. 

“Help me get him on the bed? Then we’ll put ice at the top of his shoulders and heat at the base of his back. He should wake up tomorrow feeling a lot better.” Shannon rested his phone on the chair and moved over to help you. It didn’t take you guys long to get him on the bed, when asleep he was nimble. 

After getting him there, you placed the bags of ice behind his shoulders and the hot compress against the base of his back. You leaned in close to put the ice near the base of his neck as well, just incase. You pushed a piece of your hair behind your ear in an attempt to keep it out of his face only to have him smile. It was a half hearted smile as if he were dreaming something nice. 

“……Berries.” he whispered incoherently and you smiled. Oh what a fat ass. you thought to yourself. You wrinkled your eyebrows and sniffed your hair and the shirt clinging to your skin only to smell the fragrance of your body soap. 

“I’ll take that as a thank you.” You whispered with a chuckle. 

“Thanks.: Shannon said simply.

“You wanna sniff me too? I’ll even let ya do it for free…..” You joked only for him to smile. 

“You guys take this room, I’ll get the one next door.” You urged only for Shannon to shrug. 

“I just booked it for you. Just pick up the card and you’re good.”

“Thanks.” You answered. 

Ambient sounds for writers

Find the right place to write your novel… 

Nature

Arctic ocean

Blizzard in village

Blizzard in pine forest

Blizzard from cave

Blizzard in road

Beach

Cave

Ocean storm

Ocean rocks with rain

River campfire

Forest in the morning

Forest at night

Forest creek

Rainforest creek

Rain on roof window

Rain on tarp tent

Rain on metal roof

Rain on window

Rain on pool

Rain on car at night

Seaside storm

Swamp at night

Sandstorm

Thunderstorm

Underwater

Wasteland

Winter creek

Winter wind

Winter wind in forest

Howling wind

Places

Barn with rain

Coffee shop

Restaurant with customers

Restaurant with few customers

Factory

Highway

Garden

Garden with pond and waterfall

Fireplace in log living room

Office 

Call center

Street market

Study room from victorian house with rain

Trailer with rain

Tent with rain

Jacuzzi with rain

Temple

Temple in afternoon

Server room

Fishing dock

Windmill

War

Fictional places

Chloe’s room (Life is Strange)

Blackwell dorm (Life is Strange)

Two Whales Diner (Life is Strange)

Star Wars apartment (Star Wars)

Star Wars penthouse (Star Wars)

Tatooine (Star Wars)

Coruscant with rain (Star Wars)

Yoda’s hut with rain ( Star Wars)

Luke’s home (Star Wars)

Death Star hangar (Star wars)

Blade Runner city (Blade Runner)

Azkaban prison (Harry Potter)

Hogwarts library with rain (Harry Potter)

Ravenclaw common room (Harry Potter)

Hufflepuff common room (Harry Potter)

Slytherin common room (Harry Potter)

Gryffindor common room (Harry Potter)

Hagrid’s hut (Harry Potter)

Hobbit-hole house (The Hobbit)

Diamond City (Fallout 4)

Cloud City beach (Bioshock)

Founding Fathers Garden (Bioshock)

Things

Dishwasher

Washing machine

Fireplace

Transportation

Boat engine room

Cruising boat

Train ride

Train ride in the rain

Train station

Plane trip

Private jet cabin

Airplane cabin

Airport lobby

First class jet

Sailboat

Submarine

Historical

Fireplace in medieval tavern

Medieval town

Medieval docks

Medieval city

Pirate ship in tropical port

Ship on rough sea

Ship cabin

Ship sleeping quarter

Titanic first class dining room

Old west saloon

Sci-fi

Spaceship bedroom

Space station

Cyberpunk tearoom

Cyberpunk street with rain

Futuristic server room

Futuristic apartment with typing

Futuristic rooftop garden 

Steampunk balcony rain

Post-apocalyptic

Harbor with rain

City with rain

City ruins turned swamp

Rusty sewers

Train station

Lighthouse

Horror

Haunted mansion

Haunted road to tavern

Halloween

Stormy night

Asylum

Creepy forest

Cornfield

World

New York

Paris

Paris bistro

Tokyo street

Chinese hotel lobby

Asian street at nightfall

Asian night market

Cantonese restaurant

Coffee shop in Japan

Coffee shop in Paris

Coffee shop in Korea

British library

Trips, rides and walkings

Trondheim - Bodø

Amsterdam - Brussels

Glasgow - Edinburgh

Oxford - Marylebone

Seoul - Busan

Gangneung - Yeongju

Hiroshima

Tokyo metro

Osaka - Kyoto

Osaka - Kobe

London

São Paulo

Seoul

Tokyo

Bangkok

Ho Chi Minh (Saigon)

Alps

New York

Hong Kong

Taipei

crackship - Amber Heard & Charlie Hunnam 

Going through all the Alice x Tarrant fanfiction like

And then coming across those choice M-Rated fics.