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Forbidden Fruit - Chapter Three

A/N: First attempt at Sons of Anarchy fanfiction. It’s been awhile since i watched the show, so i’m sorry if my characters aren’t in character. This is part 3 of maybe 7. I have it plotted, but not really sure how many chapters it will take to get through it. Feedback is always appreciated. Thanks to my beta @thorne93. You rock.

Characters: Reader, Jax, Opie, Chibs.

Pairing: Eventual Reader x Jax

Warnings: Language, angst,

Wordcount: 1900

PART ONE    PART TWO

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Hidden In Plain Sight Masterlist

divider by @firefly-graphics

SUMMARY: A serial killer is loose in the city of New York. Y/N and her partner must find out who it is but he’s smart. But sometimes the answers to your hardest cases are right in front of your face.

PAIRING: Dark!Detective!Bucky x Detective!Reader

SERIES WORD COUNT: TBD

WARNINGS: Each chapter has its own

IB: @empyreanwritings’ Right In Front Of You

HOW IT ALL BEGAN

THE WOMAN IN WHITE

THE CANDYMAN

THE BUNNYMAN

THE HOOKMAN

THE BLACK AMBULANCE (16/10)

SMILEY (19/10)

THE DEVIL (22/10)

SLENDERMAN (25/10)

LA LLORNA (28/10)

SPIDER BITE PART 1 (29/10)

SPIDER BITE PART 2 (30/10)

THE BIG REVEAL (31/10)

TAGLIST FOR THIS SERIES IS OPEN (12/50)

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. 

How to break a girl's heart with one sentence:

“Sorry, lass. I’ve got important things to do. We’ll speak another time.”

i was gonna make a post about how the housing market is so trash that scary godmother has to have two (b)roommates but idk i think id love to live in a spooky old house with my queer besties and a ghost cat

thinking about reader being completely wasted and making fun of simon's accent.

like, can you imagine? everyone being scared of big ass guy™ when they mention his deep british accent and theres 5'5 reader fucking laughing and saying "wot-er". begging him to say some words.

and he does.

soap and gaz making bets when he's gonna snap and simon is just smirking under his mask, teasing reader. and he's on purpose saying luv to make her flustered. and he does perfectly bc her cheeks are even redder and it's NOT from alcohol.

Seven very majestic seconds.

Alexander Ludwig Gif Pack

Under the cut you’ll find #31 medium textless and high quality gifs of Alexander Ludwig in an interview. All the gifs were made by me for roleplay purpose. You are free to use them as you want but don’t claim as your own please.

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