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Hello! Could you do a Hufflepuff realising they forgot to do something
What whould be each houses favorite curse word / exclamation instead of a cursing? :)
Gryffindor:
Hufflepuff:
Ravenclaw:
Slytherin:
Home.
Honey Badger Don't Care
Found this little nugget:
“It is ironic how often Hufflepuff is underestimated, given that its mascot is one of the most dangerous animals in the world. The African honey badger is known for being impervious to bee stings (with African bees being among the most toxic on the planet), are known for being able to fend off and reduce snakes to shredded flesh, and a single African honey badger is able to kill three lions on its own.”
Hello hufflepuff here💛
S L Y T H E R I N “Or perhaps in Slytherin, you’ll make your real friends, these cunning folks use any means to achieve their ends.” (listen)
G R Y F F I N D O R “You might belong in Gryffindor, where dwell the brave at heart, their daring, nerve, and chivalry, set Gryffindors apart;” (listen)
R A V E N C L A W "Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw, if you’ve a ready mind, where those of wit and learning, will always find their kind;” (listen)
H U F F L E P U F F “You might belong in Hufflepuff, where they are just and loyal, those patient Hufflepuffs are true, and unafraid of toil;” (listen)
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I personally am an utter emotional mess, and I WAS NOT READY FOR THIS!
Warning: Feels overload. No, really. This is hauntingly beautiful and heartbreakingly gorgeous and I feel like a complete masochist for having watched it over and over again, but JFC! It just speaks directly to my soul, okay!
This saved my life.
brynjolf after the dragonborn goes missing at snow veil sanctum
Character sheet for RPGs, LARP, DnD, etc
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Income (if any): Intelligence: Skills: Weaknesses (at least four): Morals: Crime record: Priorities:
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AYYYYE ANOTHER LIST OF MY JOKER IMAGINES
hi, i hope the links are working because i checked - the imagines do exist, after all so yeah :) i hope this works. sorry they’re not in correct order, i’m lazyyyy
http://fandcm-world.tumblr.com/post/149190200572/maid-joker-x-reader-imagine-part-2-an-ok-im
http://fandcm-world.tumblr.com/post/149753835747/maid-joker-x-reader-imagine-part-7-you-wot
http://fandcm-world.tumblr.com/post/149373373202/maid-joker-x-reader-imagine-part-4-an-yes?is_related_post=1
http://fandcm-world.tumblr.com/post/149234940327/maid-joker-x-reader-imagine-part-3-an-hiii?is_related_post=1
http://fandcm-world.tumblr.com/post/149516889782/maid-joker-x-reader-imagine-part-5-ok-whats?is_related_post=1
http://fandcm-world.tumblr.com/post/149702714982/maid-joker-x-reader-imagine-part-6-what-an?is_related_post=1
http://fandcm-world.tumblr.com/post/150409702147/maid-joker-x-reader-imagine-par-9-woohoo-wow
http://fandcm-world.tumblr.com/post/149079244172/maid-joker-x-reader-imagine
http://fandcm-world.tumblr.com/post/149983362102/maid-joker-x-reader-imagine-part-8-an-so-yah?is_related_post=1
http://fandcm-world.tumblr.com/post/150595978927/maid-joker-x-reader-imagine-part-10-final-an
Suicide Squad | Behind The Scenes + Jared Leto and Margot Robbie (club scene)
Jokers-SweetheartsMasterlist
J O K E R ☟
Edits
Jump Fall Rescue
Original Fics
Chemical Baptism Pt.1 Chemical Baptism Pt. 2 The Outsider Pt. 1 The Outsider Pt. 2 The Outsider Pt. 3 Red Silks
Original Headcanons
Sweet Sixteen Normal Halloween Dating Uncle Frost Interrupting Business Wedding Day Driving Lesson Crush on Frost Perfume Smile Kiss Phone Pathologist New Crowd Runaway Affair with Frost GTA
Original Imagines
Purple Lamborghini Boyfriend Too Many Clowns Pt 2 Too Many Clowns Pt 3 Too Many Clowns Pt. 4 Dating Reaction Arkham Break Caught At The Club Away From You Saving You From Arkham Too Many Clowns Pt. 5 The Visit Guy Bothering You Adopted Makeover Introduction Too Many Clowns Pt. 6 Visiting Jerome FULL visiting jerome True Love Saving Joker Jerome making you feel better Joker and the first date
Imagine Requests
Weakness Father’s Day To The Rescue Metahuman Too Many Clowns Part 1 Where’s Harley Where’s Harley Sequel Replacements Princess Resurrection Trick or Treat Don’t Know Her Apology Stalker Betrayal Heir Homecoming Unexpected Love Unexpected Love Pt. 2 Reunited Escape No Makeup Losing Virginity Birth Dating Wayne Sent To Belle Reve Wheelchair Bride Ballerina Defense Panic Attack Ballet Company Stripper Pass The Salt Coming Out Suicide Attempt You Broke My Heart Reunited Pt. 2 Reveal Return After 5 Years Artist Newborn Jerome’s Chemical Wedding Dance Competition Dr. Harleen Quinzel Damon Salvatore Date Night Jerome’s Baby Home Movie I Love You The Funeral Revenge
Headcanon Requests
Drunk Harley’s Daughter Clown Baby Toddler Violin Grief The Riddler
J A R E D L E T O ☟
Original Fics
Modeling Stepfather Nightmare VYRT
Original Imagines
Jealous Rock Star Christmas Morning On Set Boyfriend Meeting The Band Bad Day Watching Him Perform Protective Dad Sleeping in the Studio Skyping Crying Separation Anxiety Home From A Date It Felt Like Years Jared vs Shannon Shannon to the Rescue Rayon Fight with Mom In the Joker Character After Party Making him Jealous Night terrors Asked About You Interview Bodyguard Adopted Hurting Don’t Leave License Puppy Dating Cameron Monaghan
Imagine Requests
Dating His Friend Drug Addiction Road trip Breakup
Original Headcanons
Personality Diving Suicide Squad Set
Headcanon Requests
Lyrics
Ohmygod I was playing Skyrim and I visited Riften for the first time on my current playthrough, and I got caught while pickpocketing someone, and everyone gets super pissed and the guards are attacking me then suddenly Brynjolf turns up and begins to slaughter every. single. guard.
Someone send help I’m dYING OMFG
hey
hey brynjolf
if i show you my amulet of mara, will you show me your skeleton key
Someone asked me to so here's the first chapter of the Brynjolf fanfic I'm writing instead of doing the work I'm supposed to be doing. Warning: It gets a little steamy.
Never Turn Your Back on a Thief, Lass- Chapter 1
“Shit. Hand me another one,” she whispered as the lockpick snapped in her hand. One was produced almost instantly as she inserted it into the stubborn lock. Deftly she pierced the point through the keyhole, adjusting the distance and positioning as she gently turned the whole device. Eyes locked on the pick in concentration, she didn’t move an inch as she heard the soft growl behind her.
“You’re so good with your hands, lass”.
The lockpick clicked into place.
“Damn you. Damn you to Evergloam,” she hissed as she pressed the door open a crack, and his hands found her waist. Each one of his fingers wrapped around her individually, as he took his time grabbing her. They both knew she would take a good thirty seconds opening the door. It was an old piece of construction, and the chance of rusty, noisy hinges was high. Not worth the risk. But getting to touch her curves? Worth the risk every time.
“Darling, need I remind you that we have a job to do?”
“It’s watching you do the job that makes me like this”.
“You’re always like this, Bryn”.
The door stood open enough for them to squeeze through. A dark room awaited them, which was a bit of a surprise. The traditional Skyrim lack of windows always made things a bit harder for the Thieves Guild members, but it was a safe bet that there would be at least a few candles on in every room of most houses. Though the door was old, it had been sturdy, and they both had attributed the lack of light bleed to that as opposed to an actual lack of light. This was disconcerting.
“Stay behind me”.
His warm hands moved down cup her hips, straying for a moment to squeeze her ass. “You don’t have to tell me twice”.
Her entire body stayed completely still except for her left hand, which flung up towards his face in an effort to give him a small smack for his lasciviousness. Despite the dark and her silence, he caught it with his own, the breeze of the movement causing the cape of her Nightengale armor to rustle. After the catch, he brought her hand to his lips, planting a soft kiss on the scar on the top of her hand before nibbling and suckling on her wrist. He loved how she took her gloves off when she knew a lock wouldn’t be too difficult to pick. In an instant, his right fingers were in her purse, and then he was pulling her glove over her hand, before catching her right and sheathing it as well.
“This dark has me nervous, lass, you may want these”.
“You lech”.
“You wouldn’t have me any other way”.
They began to move through the room. It was clearly a dining space, but the table wasn’t set. No place settings were at all visible, just a long table with benches. The shelves around the room were bare, and there were no chests. Lousy for looting. There were no cobwebs, the house was inhabited and apparently cleaned regularly enough. Though it was dark due to the lack of candles, the small stream of moonlight in from the door would have reflected off of a cobweb, plate, or goblet. Thankfully, it would not reflect off of their armor. They belonged to the night, to Nocturnal. And their job tonight was not to loot this house.
The next room was the kitchen, and yet the cookfire was completely out. No burning embers, even. Either no one had been here for at least a day, or there had been a concerted effort to make it look as such. No food sat out in the kitchen, not even wheels of cheese or gourds. A lone bottle of Alto wine perched longingly on a shelf over the hearth. She turned her neck slightly to survey the rest of the space, and when she returned it, the bottle was gone.
With a smirk she could sense through the darkness, he caressed her ear with his brogue. “For our celebration later”.
Stairs beckoned them to the second floor, where they were met by another door. This time, he took the lead, pressing the back of his hand against the wood, standing to the side in case of a trap. She took the opportunity for payback. As he focused on the room ahead, her fingers languidly brushed his hip, and her breath danced against his neck. That’s what he gets for choosing to not wear the facial mask of his armor. Exposure means weakness, and she planned to exploit. Her mouth drew closer to his sensitive skin and she could feel him shudder as her tongue reached out to touch him. She blew on the now wet spot as the door opening grew wide enough for them to slip through.
He slithered through first, leading with his head, then torso, and then the rest of his body. Once again, the room was dark. And it was just one room, another common feature in smaller Skyrim houses. The bed was unoccupied, and if the chamber pot had been used, it had been emptied a long time ago, because the only pervasive smell of the room came from the rotting mountain flowers in a vase near the door.
That’s when she spotted their prize. A plain iron sword with a subtle green glow. Probably the cheapest item they had ever been asked to retrieve. But, it had belonged to Arnskar Ember-Master, the blacksmith who had taken up residence next to the Ragged Flagon. It was apparently the first sword that he had ever smithed, and it had been lifted off of him years ago while traveling between towns. Though it was not worth nearly anything due to content, it had an enchantment that allowed the user to capture souls, and had a deep emotional attachment for the smith. He was paying them a pretty penny to get it back. Usually, they would have sent a lesser guild member out for such a job, but, well, Arnskar was one of their own. They wanted to make sure that the job was done right. For more than two decades, the Thieves Guild had languished in relative obscurity, made fun of by legitimate and illegitimate merchants alike, and just within the last year had the Guild returned to its former glory. Keeping their personal merchants happy would aid in making certain that the Guild sustained. Their people needed armor, and as excellent as Tonilia and their other fences were in acquisitions, having an in-house smith made an incredible difference in their ability to increase member morale… and not get killed.
Before he could react, the sword was in her belt. It fit a sheath from one of her personal weapons nearly perfectly, as Arnskar had told her that it would. She had brought the sheath along for just that purpose, and the glow of the weapon was almost entirely extinguished.
“Well. That was easy,” she smiled, as she sauntered towards him.
“Almost too easy. We probably could have sent one of the new recruits on this job”.
“But then we wouldn’t have had this time alone, would we, Bryn?” she smiled as she lit a match, and took it to a half-melted candle on the table. The room illuminated to reveal a humongous bed covered in flowers, and more bottles of wine. “Did you really think I didn’t know that you set this up?”
“I guessed that you did, lass. But, I wasn’t sure”.
“Oh, really?” She bit her lip as she took another step towards him. Her eyes lowered to his chest and then slowly, torturously scanned back up to his eyes as both of them held their breath. “Don’t lie to your Guild Master”.
“It’s only because of me that you became Guild Master. Everyone else thought it would be me”.
“How fitting then that it essentially turned out to be us”.
“Aye,” his voice dropped to a throaty growl as he closed the distance between them, removing his gloves as he stepped. One hand raised to lower the mask of her armor, exposing her face to his gaze. By Nocturnal, she was the loveliest creature he had ever seen. And she was his.
Before he could kiss her, she brought a gloveless finger to his lips with a sigh. “Why all the romance? Why the flowers? I love it, but is this some special occasion?” Her eyebrow twitched nearly imperceptibly.
Brynjolf stepped back, arms out wide. “You wound me. I’m always a romantic. Am I not allowed to treat my lady to a special night?”
A sensual laugh caused her body to flow through the candlelight, and she turned around and walked towards a desk to remove her sword belt as she spoke. “Of course, darling. But you have to admit, this is a lot, even for you. Not that we’ve never fucked in a mark’s house before, but this display is downright touching”.
The sword clanged the floor as strong hands grabbed both her biceps and pinned her from behind, forcing her hips against the desk. “Never turn your back on a thief, lass”.
His teeth grasped her hood as his head nuzzled hers, removing the covering, exposing her beautiful hair, her delicate ears. Her ears, where his teeth traveled next, nibbling on the top, all the way down to the lobe. He caught the stud of her earring in his mouth, and worked around it with his tongue. Her body responded in a full shiver. His lips them overtook her entire ear, as breathily he moaned, “You never know what they might take from you”.
She tried to turn to face him, but he held her tight. But she felt something odd. There was something on his chest, pressing into her neck. Could it… After a deep intake of breath that came more like a gasp after his ministrations on her ear, she punched her right arm down towards the ground to remove his grip, and flung her left over her head as she bounced up to land her ass on the desk, counting on him to not let go of her left arm. He didn’t disappoint. Now, she sat on the desk, her left arm around his neck. He was at her mercy. With her right arm, she removed his hood, and began to walk her fingers down his neck as she mover her mouth to his ear.
“Now what have we here, lad?”
Her fingers encircled the necklace, and her surprise made her loosen her grip. He spun to face her, bringing her legs around his hips as he caught her by the waist, her arms still around his neck. Beautiful. She was so beautiful always, but her features now were more wonderful than he had ever seen. She knew what it was. Her eyes wide, her limps plump and a deep pink, with tiny indents where she had bit them to contain her arousal. Her cheeks flushed with need. He grinned, and removed one hand to pull the pendant out from beneath his armour.
“By the gods, Brynjolf?” her lower lip tremored as she stared at the Amulet of Mara.
“Lass. Will you marry me?”
How to break a girl's heart with one sentence:
“Sorry, lass. I’ve got important things to do. We’ll speak another time.”
Being Jax Teller’s Old Lady would include:
Author: Johannah
✦ Playing with his ‘SO-NS’ rings while you hold hands
✧ Calling him ‘Prince Charming’ to tease him
✦ Him checking you out when he thinks you aren’t looking
✧ (You’re always looking)
✦ Helping Gemma cook dinner for the club
✧ Him opening up to you when things get rough
✦ Waiting for him while he’s inside
✧ ‘I waited for you while you were in prison for fourteen months’ sex
✦ Morning sex
✧ Shower sex
✦ Quickies in the clubhouse
✧ Getting tattoos for each other
✦ Wearing his ‘Reaper Crew’ shirts
✧ Him thinking you look unbelievably sexy in his ‘Reaper Crew’ shirts
✦ Bum-pinching (Both you and him)
✧ You and Gemma being crazy close, and a force to be reckoned with
✦ Promising he’ll always protect you
✧ No guy ever being stupid enough to try and flirt with you
✦ Gemma sharing her secret family recipes with you
✧ Him picking you up from work on his Harley
✦ Him calling you his Queen
✧ Sharing cigarettes
✦ “How’d I get so damn lucky? I don’t know what I’d do without you, baby.”
“They didn’t see the video before we actually filmed the scene. We don’t do that because they’re super method actors, but just because we wanted to be filming when they actually saw it for the first time, so they could actually live in their first response to seeing Bobby having his eye gouged out. Tommy Flanagan just broke down, and some of it is in the episode.”
Whose got the biggest cock in SAMCRO?
I’m betting Jax. Just the way he walks, I feel like it’s a safe bet he’s packin. He’s got that slight kinda limp like he’s trying to make room ya feel me 😏 Tiggy said that he’s big but you know how guys can be. Can’t trust their word when it comes to their own dick 🤐 He might be high up on the list though.
Im sure Juice has some decent girth as well though 🍆 Id say a draw between Jax and Juice.
Gemma also said Clays packin so I’m sure he’s up there as well.
Edit: Also Bobby but I don’t see him in that light 🙈 He’s too sweet to think of him with such thoughts.
Dumb Kids In Love
Okay, so I may have gotten a little carried away with this one… Let me know what you think & if you would like more imagines like this in the future!💙
Jax knocked on the front door of her house, rocking back on his heels as he waited for someone to let him in. After only a few seconds, her mom swung the door open. She was putting an earring in while simultaneously fumbling with her car keys. A smile that reminded him so much of her daughter came over her face at the sight of him.
“Hello, Jackson,” she greeted, waving for him to come in. He entered the house, and she kept the door open, one foot already outside. “In kind of a rush. Don’t want to be late for work,” she explained briefly.
“No problem,” Jax assured her.
“Right. Well, she’s in the backyard. And I’ll be back in a few hours. You two kids have fun!” and with that, she was gone, the front door closing loudly behind her.
Jax chuckled to himself, pulling out a cigarette from the pack he kept in the front pocket of his jeans. He placed it between his lips, pulling out his lighter as he slowly made his way to the back of the house. Opening the back door, he lit the cigarette, leaning against the house once he got outside.
Sure enough, there she was. Lying across a towel she had set out in the grass. She was quite a vision. Her sun kissed legs seemed to glow in the California heat, her long hair spread out above her in a wave. She was wearing an old shirt that she had cut to accommodate the warm weather, and she had on a pair of black heart shaped sunglasses that made Jax smirk. She had really grown up. It was hard not to notice. He had known her since they were in middle school, and now that they were both seniors in high school, things were definitely different.
She was so wrapped up in the book that she was reading that she hadn’t even taken note of Jax’s presence.
“Good book?” He finally spoke up, taking a toke from his cigarette.
Her head turned to the side at the sound of his voice, a bright smile spreading across her face at the sight of him. “Good enough.”
She closed the book, setting it to the side before rising to her feet and strolling over to Jax. She stood in front of him, pushing her large sunglasses up into her hair. Her bright green eyes stood out in the sun, sparkling as they looked up at him. “Haven’t seen you around much, trouble maker,” she mused, snatching the cigarette from between his fingers and taking a long drag of her own.
Jax watched as she held the smoke for a moment before exhaling. It got in his face a little, but he didn’t even mind. “You shouldn’t smoke.”
Her eyebrows rose in amusement. “Oh, okay. Thanks, Jax. I’ll never even look at another cigarette. You save lives.”
Jax grinned, throwing the cigarette butt onto the ground before crushing it with the toe of his white sneakers. “Glad to be of service.”
He lifted his head, and their eyes met. Held. There was an air of unspoken words. A soft smile graced her face after a few seconds, the dimple in her left cheek making an appearance. “Missed you.”
Jax’s heart ached a little at her words. He had missed her too. More than he would admit. He hadn’t been around for the last 2 and a half weeks; he hadn’t even been going to school. He felt like shit for not even checking in with her during that time, but he couldn’t bring himself to talk to her because he knew it would only make him miss her more. He had to get out of Charming for a while, no matter how brief. Too much shit was going on with his family. Between his father’s death, and Thomas… it was all a little much. Even though he knew that he could confide in her as a best friend, he didn’t want to put that weight on her. It didn’t seem fair.
“Missed you too,” Jax stated lowly, an easy smile turning up the corners of his mouth.
“Can’t just expect me to hang around here, tending to your obnoxious fan club,” she scoffed with a laugh, rolling her eyes. She breezed past him into the house, and he followed after her. He trailed after her as she entered the kitchen, opening the fridge and retrieving a jug of lemonade.
“Sorry about that,” he rolled his lips together, reaching into one of the cabinets and pulling out two glasses.
She shook her head, pouring out the liquid before handing him one of the glasses. “I swear to God, if one more girl came up to me and asked where you were, I thought I was going to lose it,” she teased, sipping her drink.
Jax shrugged a shoulder. “It ain’t easy being so damn cute.”
“Wow. Cute and humble? You’re quite the catch, Teller.” Sarcasm dripped off of every word, and Jax felt the weight that had been on his heart lightening up a little. It always did when he was around his best friend. He chastised himself a little more for not reaching out to her while he was gone.
He set his glass back down on the counter, reaching a hand out for her. She looked at him, setting her own glass down as he pulled her towards him, her eyes full of amusement. He let one hand rest on her hip, the other entwining their fingers together. He pulled her closer so that they’re chest were touching, and she let out a breathy laugh, face alight with curiosity. “What are you up to, weirdo?”
“Dance with me.”
“Jax, there’s no music,” she raised an eyebrow.
“Don’t care,” he clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth, pulling her even closer so that he could rest his chin on the top of her head. After only a few seconds, he began to sway, slowly making his way around the kitchen. She let out a laugh, and he felt the vibrations against his own body. He grinned.
He stepped back from her from a moment, spinning her around with their linked hands. An amused giggle escaped her lips, and he pulled her back towards him, dipping her dramatically. Her laughter grew louder, her face turning red as he hung her upside down. Slowly lifting her back up, Jax felt like all the things that had been plaguing him over the past month were making their way out of his mind. He was glad to be back with her. Glad to be back with his best friend. Bella.
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ONE MONTH LATER
Jax sat on the couch, his leg bouncing up and down as he watched TV. Bella was on a date with the guy she had been seeing for a few weeks, and Jax was just wishing that he could focus on literally anything else. Despite the fact that he couldn’t stand that douche bag Bella was dating, he wished that the fact she was out with him didn’t bother him so damn much. But it did. It bothered him to no end.
As if sensing his need for a distraction, the home phone rang. He was home alone that night, so he knew that it couldn’t be anyone from the club, unless something bad had happened over at the garage and they needed help. Jax cleared his throat before answering picking up. “Hello?”
“Jax?”
His eyebrows furrowed at the sound of her voice. It was Bella. “You okay?”
She let out a shaky breath, and Jax’s back straightened. Something was wrong.
“Bella,” he urged.
Bella let out a harsh laugh, devoid of humor. “I’m at some fucking gas station in Tacoma. Can you pick me up?”
Jax clenched his jaw. She sounded angry, and he knew she often used anger to cover up whatever else she was feeling. That asshole she had been out with really fucked up. Why else would she be alone at some random gas station in Tacoma?
“Yeah, babe. I’m coming.”
Only about 30 minutes later, Jax’s Harley pulled into the parking lot of the gas station Bella had told him she was at. She was leaning against the small convenience store building, arms crossed across her chest and ankles crossed. At the sight of him, she pushed herself off the wall, walking his way at a brisk pace. Despite the awful circumstances, Jax couldn’t help but take note of how stunning she looked. She was wearing a black quarter-sleeved dress that stopped just above her knee, and a pair of tan flats. Her hair fell all the way down her back in a soft wave, tucked behind her ears so that the pair of rose quartz earrings she was wearing were visible.
As she got closer, Jax could practically feel the anger radiating off of her. She stopped a few steps away from him, her soft features contorted in frustration. “You wouldn’t believe how absolutely fucked up my night has been,” she snapped out, her teeth digging into the corner of her bottom lip. She shrugged on the simple denim jacket that she had draped over her arm, flipping her hair out of the collar.
Jax watched with raised eyebrows as she pulled a joint and a lighter out of the pocket, sticking it between her full pout and lighting it with a frustrated flick of her thumb. She took a long drag, and Jax began to nod slowly. “Wanna tell me about it?”
Her blazing green eyes flashed to his. There was a line between her brows, the one that always formed when she was thinking too hard or just damn right frustrated. Jax wanted to reach out and smooth it with his thumb.
“Ryan ditched me,” she stated as she exhaled her smoke, her eyes leaving his to look out into the street behind him.
Jax ground his teeth together. “Where did he go?”
Bella shrugged a shoulder. “Probably back to Charming to fuck the girl he’s been seeing behind my back.”
“Bella-“
“I should’ve known,” she sighed with a shake of her head. “That asshole thinks girls should just bow at his goddamn feet.”
“Don’t do that,” Jax managed to get out, trying hard to not sound as pissed as he felt. “It’s not your fault he’s such a prick.”
Bella’s eyes met his baby blue ones again, a tight-lipped smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes appearing before she took another toke of her joint. “Right,” she dismissed shortly, flicking the rest of the joint onto the ground. She only smoked when she needed to take the edge off, and she didn’t feel like right now was the best time to get high.
“Let’s go then,” she said, nodding towards his bike.
She went to step around him, but he caught her wrist in his hand. There was a moment of expectant silence. Jax turned his body so he was facing her, and he tugged on her wrist a little. Glancing at him out of the corner of her eye, he could see the hurt behind the tough exterior she was sporting. He placed her chin between his thumb and index finger, making her look at him. Really look at him.
“You deserve better than him. Or any other dickhead for that matter.”
“Jax-“
“No,” he stated firmly, holding her eyes. He didn’t let her interrupt – not this time. “I’m serious, Bella. No asshole deserves you. Unless they can give you the fucking moon, because that’s exactly what you deserve.”
Bella’s eyes filled with tears, and a brilliant smile spread across her face. Full dimples and everything. She let out a laugh, and Jax did the same, shaking his head in droll amusement.
“Thank you,” she murmured sincerely, going up on her tiptoes. She rested a hand softly against the side of his face, her lips pressing a soft, slow kiss to his cheek. She let her lips linger there for a moment, and Jax closed his eyes, relishing in the feeling of her mouth against his skin.
Breaking the moment, she pulled away, her fingers tugging on his earlobe in a playful manner. “C’mon, trouble maker. Take me home.”
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A FEW YEARS LATER
The heavy bass of the music filled the room, the strong scent of booze and cigarettes invading everyone’s senses. Laughter floated throughout the clubhouse, the night alive with possibility. It was Bella’s 21st birthday, and they were doing it up big. No one expected any less.
She was at the bar with Jax and Opie, bouncing on her toes as they all continued to down shots. She threw her 4th one to the back of her throat, placing the shot glass back on the bar with an excited laugh, her nose scrunching with the force of it. Opie coughed a little, chuckling at Bella’s excitement. It wasn’t as if she had never drank before, because she most definitely had. She was just ecstatic about what the night held for her.
“That’s how it’s done,” Jax’s grin was impossibly large as he looked at Bella.
Opie shook his head at his brother. It was as though neither of them even noticed the thing that was obvious to the rest of them. It had been obvious ever since high school, and nothing had changed. But they were all still left baffled as to why the hell the two crazy kids hadn’t gotten together yet.
Bella returned Jax’s grin at full wattage. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes practically beaming. She slapped her hand down on the bar, getting the bar tender’s attention. “Another round!”
“Take it easy there, tiger. Don’t want you passin’ out on us,” Jax joked, giving an appreciative nod to the bar tender as he sat their shots out in front of them.
“Don’t bring me down, Jackson,” Bella chastised, wagging her eyebrows. The three of them all downed yet another shot, their throats burning as the alcohol made its way down.
Opie brought a hand down on Bella’s shoulder, giving it a squeeze to get her attention. “I’m gonna talk to Chibs,” he lowly slurred, pressing a rough kiss to her temple before making his way across the room to the highly intoxicated Scott.
Bella diverted her attention to Jax now, biting down on her bottom lip in excitement.
“What’s the plan now, birthday girl?”
Bella tilted her head to the side, as though considering it. “Birthday present,” she finally said.
“Birthday present?” Jax repeated.
She hummed in confirmation. “You said you’d give it to me today. So unless you forgot to get me something, I’m pretty sure you owe me a present, Teller.”
Jax let out a breath. “Yeah, okay. Fair enough.” He looked around the room, figuring their absence wouldn’t really be noticed if they left for a few minutes. “Follow me.”
He took her by the hand, both of them trying not to trip over their own feet and the other people crowding the clubhouse. Making their way to the dorm rooms, Jax pushed his way through the door to his room, tugging Bella in behind him. She squeezed his hand before letting go, looking around the room as though he had done something different with it. “Bring me back here to seduce me, Jax?”
Jax snorted, opening his bedside drawer and pulling out a small item that was wrapped in brown paper. “Was thinking about it. But I have some decency.”
Bella scoffed. “That’s news to me.”
He thrust the package in her direction, watching as she took it before sitting on the edge of the bed. Her bright green eyes flashed up to him, and he smiled in encouragement. Carefully ripping the paper away, a line formed between Bella’s eyebrows as the gift came into view. It was a beaten up copy of Catcher In The Rye. She looked up at Jax, as though waiting for an explanation.
He cleared his throat. “You were reading that the day I came back from Washington during senior year. You were lying out in the backyard of your old house, remember?” Bella nodded slowly, her lips parting before he continued. “It’s the exact copy. Had to dig through a few boxes of your old shit, but I managed to find it,” he laughed, rubbing a hand against the back of his neck. “Open it.”
Bella was already feeling a little dizzy by the sentiment of the gift, but she gingerly opened the cover, taking hold of the photo that fell out. It was a picture of her and Jax when they were just teenagers. She was wearing short levi cut-offs, and a white bikini top. He was dressed in a pair of baggy jeans, his torso bare. The two of them were leaning against a tree, basking in the shade of it. Her head was tilted back, her eyes closed. Jax’s head was turned to the side as he looked at her, an easy smile gracing his features. Bella let out a sad laugh, remembering that day. It was hotter than all hell, and the two of them had just got done doing some yard work for Gemma. Bella didn’t even know that this picture existed.
Flipping it over, she felt her stomach tighten. “Jackson and Bella, two dumb kids in love. Summer – 1994”
“Kinda crazy,” Jax chuckled after a few drawn out moments. Bella nodded dumbly, not really knowing what to say.
“Jackson –“ she started.
He held a hand up. “Don’t mention it. Really. We’re all good, darlin’.”
Bella’s responsive nod made both of them laugh. He was standing in front of her, and she tilted her head back to look at him. She scrunched her nose teasingly and Jax stuck his tongue out at her. She scoffed, rolling her eyes exaggeratedly as she hooked her fingers into his belt loops mindlessly. “You’re such a fucking child.”
“Oh yeah?” Jax challenged, taking a few unconscious steps forward as she tugged on his belt loops.
“Definitely,” Bella confirmed, the corners of her mouth twisting.
“Huh. Well I think you have the wrong idea, babe.”
“Maybe.”
“Definitely.”
They were both laughing, the alcohol catching up with them a little bit. Their laughter didn’t falter as they somehow seemed to get closer to each other, and before either one of them knew what was going on, Jax’s hands were on either side of her face, his lips only a whisper away from hers. The laughter died out a little, and Jax’s eyes were glued to Bella’s lush mouth.
“I think we might be a little drunk,” Bella mused lowly.
Jax swallowed. “Maybe.”
“Definitely,” Bella corrected with a breathy laugh, touching her tongue to her upper lip.
“A little dizzy,” Jax commented, his thumb rubbing against her cheekbone.
“Lightheaded?”
“Yeah, that too.”
Bella gave a jerky nod, and suddenly, they were kissing. His lips were on hers, her bottom lip slotting between his as though that was where it was meant to be all along. Jax’s hands moved from the sides of her face to tangle into her soft hair, the action causing her to push her lips harder against his with a hungry little noise. He groaned, wanting nothing more than to coax the sound out of her again and again. He wasn’t even sure how they started kissing, or why, but it felt so fucking right. Like kissing her was what he should have been doing since the day he met her.
Breaking away from the kiss, Bella gasped, leaning her forehead against his. “Jax,” she started breathlessly, words failing her.
“Kiss me, Bella,” he spoke lowly, his eyes still closed, his breathing shallow. “Just a little longer. Please,” he murmured, the sound of his voice not doing great things for her self-control.
She had handfuls of his t-shirt, and her grip tightened momentarily. She shook her head. “We can’t.”
“Don’t say that,” he rasped. “Don’t say that.”
“Jax,” she whispered, her heart beating erratically. “We can’t do this.”
His eyes finally opened, his blue irises filled with a certain desperation. “Yes we can.”
“I’m leaving soon, and –“
“I’ll go with you,” he interrupted, as though it was the simplest thing in the world.
“No,” Bella stated softly. He wasn’t thinking straight. She knew that. “You can’t. You have to stay here. The club is in your blood,” she practically recited, hating the way the words tasted on her lips. But the flirt on their breath and the passion between them almost made it seem like a real possibility, if only for a moment.
“Stay then,” he breathed. “Stay.”
“Jackson,” she said around the lump in her throat. “I can’t. I can’t stay here.”
Her statement brought both of them back to the harsh reality of what their lives really were. Jax slowly pulled away, straightening his back and adjusting his kutte. Bella gazed up at him, tears standing out in her eyes. She hated this. This wasn’t the goodbye she wanted to give him. This isn’t the way she expected to leave things.
“I know,” he finally said, a small, sad smile turning up the corners of his lips. “I know you can’t.”
This town had brought her too much pain. Too much heart-ache. She had so much ahead of her in life, and he would always resent himself a little if he was the reason she decided to stay in this dead-end town. He couldn’t do that to her. He loved her too much. She stood up from the bed, straightening out her shirt and running a hand through her long hair. Their eyes met – green against blue – and the air around them seemed to get lighter. Almost simultaneously, they both let out loud laughs, as if the whole situation was the most ridiculous thing ever.
Bella pressed her hands to her flushed face, shaking her head at the whole fucking thing. How typical.
When their laughter finally died down, Jax flashed her a charming grin. “You’ll call me everyday, right?”
“Everyday. I’ll call you so often that you’ll get sick of me after the first month.”
“Unlikely.”
“Guess we’ll have to see about that, Teller.”
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5 YEARS LATER
Bella stepped off the plane, her hands already beginning to shake. It had been a long time. Too long. But all the shit that had happened in the last five years didn’t seem to matter right now, because she was back in Charming. Back in the town she wasn’t sure she’d ever see again. She hadn’t even talked to Jax, her old best friend, in a little over a year. He had gotten caught up with all of the club shit, and they just ended up falling out of touch. As sad as it was, Bella forced herself to not think about it as much as she once did. It was the past, and she knew there was no real point in making herself sad about it any longer. She was back in Charming for a reason, and spending time worrying about Jax Teller wasn’t that reason.
When she had all of her luggage and was in the taxi she had called to take her to the motel she was going to be staying in, she exhaled an exhausted breath, leaning her forehead against the cool glass of the window while letting her eyes slip closed. Bella didn’t know what her visit to Charming had in store for her, but she could only try to prepare herself for the worst.
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An old blue ’67 Impala pulled into the parking lot of Teller-Morrow, catching Jax’s attention. The old car reminded him of high school. It was the car that Bella’s mom used to drive. He hadn’t really seen her around since Bella left all those years ago, but he never really thought to go check in with her. He didn’t want to be reminded of Bella - to be reminded of losing her.
Watching the car with wary eyes, Jax nearly choked on his own spit when he saw the woman with familiar long brown hair step out into the lot. She was wearing a baggy green sweatshirt, and a pair of slightly distressed jeans. She turned her head in the direction of the garage, as if she was looking for someone. When he saw her face, Jax felt like the wind had been knocked out of him. She was just as beautiful as she was the day she left Charming.
Before his brain could catch up with his feet, Jax found himself walking her way, his eyes locked on her. He was sure she hadn’t noticed him yet, because she was looking towards the clubhouse with that line between her brows.
Jax’s throat felt like it was full of cotton. When he was only just a few feet in front of her, the sound of his footsteps finally caught her attention. Her eyes snapped to him, and Jax’s heart nearly ached at the wave of nostalgia that washed over him at the sight of her warm green eyes.
Instead of making things awkward, Bella offered him a small grin. “Hey, stranger.”
Jax swallowed. “Hey, trouble maker,” he shot back, the exchange making his heart ache even more than it had been before. He rubbed his knuckles against his chest, willing for it to go away.
“How’ve you been?”
“I’ve – uh – I’ve been pretty good.”
Bella raised a brow, her eyes flicking to the patch on his kutte that read V. President. “I can see that.”
“Right. It’s not a big deal or anything,” Jax dismissed half-heartedly.
She let out a laugh, the sound making Jax’s heart jump in his chest. “Don’t give me that shit. The club was all you ever wanted. I’m happy for you,” she trailed off, her mind going back to the night of her 21st birthday when they had almost this same conversation. The club was in his blood.
“Why are you back in town?” He asked, unable to contain himself. He had to know if she was just visiting or if she was back for good.
Bella looked down at the keys she held in her hands, fidgeting with them a little. “My mom is getting pretty bad. Had to come see her. Arrange some things.”
Jax felt like shit. He didn’t even know that her mom was sick. What the hell was wrong with him? “I’m sorry,” he said sincerely. He reached out to place a hand on her shoulder, both of their eyes following his hand. The contact made Bella want to wrap herself in the safety of him and never come out.
Shaking out of that state of mind, Bella waved her hand. “Don’t even worry about it. I actually, um, came here for Opie.”
That shocked Jax. “Opie?”
“Yeah,” Bella laughed, as though she couldn’t really believe it either. “We’ve kind of been talking lately. Said he’d come down to the hospital with me. My mom is more than excited to see him,” she rolled her eyes good-naturedly.
“Oh,” Jax said dumbly, for lack of better things to say. “Well he’s just back in the clubhouse. You can go in if you want.”
Bella offered him a stunning smile. “Thanks Jax.”
As she walked in the other direction, Jax kicked himself for not saying anything else. “Bel?” He called out to her.
She stopped, looking at him over her shoulder, waiting for him to continue.
“Wanna get a drink later? Catch up?”
She seemed to consider his offer for a moment before nodding. “Yeah. Sounds good.”
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“There’s no way!” Bella laughed loudly, pressing the back of her hand to her mouth.
“Wish I was joking,” Jax chuckled, circling his finger around the rim of his beer bottle.
“Too bad I wasn’t there,” she came down from her laughing fit, taking a sip of her own beer.
“Yeah,” Jax’s sad eyes met hers momentarily. “Too bad.”
There was a moment of silence that stretched between them. Everything that they hadn’t said in the last 5 years seemed to come to the front of their minds. So many unspoken words, so many lost hopes.
The corners of Bella’s mouth twisted, and she looked away. “It’s getting kind of late. I should get going.”
Jax ran a hand over his hair before rubbing the back of his neck. “Probably a good idea. Where’re you staying?”
“Some shit hole motel right at the edge of town,” Bella scoffed, standing up and shrugging on the black hoodie she had brought with her.
“Want me to follow you over?” He offered, not liking the idea of her staying in some shady motel that wasn’t even close by.
“You my bodyguard now, Teller?”
He shrugged a shoulder. “Might be a good gig. God knows how much trouble you get yourself into.”
Bella laughed. “I guess that’s fair.”
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They slowly made their way up the stairs, talking and exchanging dumb stories. Seeing Bella’s bright smile and hearing her contagious laughter after all these years made it feel like Jax had never even been apart from her. Not even for a second.
The two of them finally made it to the door of her room, and Bella pulled the room key out of her pocket, leaning her shoulder against the doorframe. “It was good seeing you, Jax,” she said, goodbye heavy on her breath.
Jax tried not to look as disappointed as he felt. “Yeah, Bel. Always a pleasure.”
“Such a gentlemen,” she mocked.
“For you? Always,” Jax teased. But there was something else behind his words. Something that made both of them ache with longing.
Bella diverted her eyes. “Maybe I’ll see you around sometime. When the stars align and all that.”
Jax cracked a grin. “Sure, darlin’. I’ll be seeing you.”
With that, she slid her room key into the slot of the doorknob, turning the handle when the light turned green. Jax gave her a short nod before turning away, making his way back towards the staircase. He hated this. Hated that she had to leave again. Hated that he wasn’t doing something. The sudden thought stopped him in his tracks. He wasn’t letting this shit happen again. No. He had gone without her for too fucking long.
He turned back around, taking fast steps in her direction. She was only half way into her room when he made it to her. He placed a hand on the back of her neck, the other one going to her hip, and suddenly, his lips were on hers. The kiss was hot and languid, their lips moving together slowly. It brought back everything that they had been feeling from the very beginning, and suddenly they were both dumb kids again. Dumb kids in love.
Bella’s hands grasped the front of his kutte, tugging him further into her, and he let out a low noise of pleasure.
As fast as it started, it stopped, Bella parting their locked lips with a shuttered breath. “Jax-“
“You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen,” Jax interrupted, ignoring whatever she was about to say. It wasn’t important. And he didn’t want her saying those things that she said all those years ago. He wanted this. Needed this. He shook his head in a rush. “I’ve thought that since our first day of high school. You came over to the house, pissed off that your favorite pair of Chuck Taylor’s had a hole in them,” he cut himself off with a choked laugh. “You were so worried about your damn shoes that you didn’t even notice you had dirt on your cheek,” he swiped his thumb across her cheek as though he was reliving the memory. “I reached over to wipe it off and you smiled at me. It was the most beautiful thing that I had ever seen.” He clenched his jaw, shaking his head. “Don’t leave again. Don’t.”
Bella’s eyes were filled with tears waiting to spill out. “I love you,” she whispered, so low that he almost didn’t even hear her. Nothing else in that moment seemed to matter. The years seemed to melt away. Bella didn’t care about anything else. Didn’t care about her problems, or what the future was going to bring. What mattered was that moment. Nothing but that moment.
A blinding smile transformed Jax’s face at her words, and he let out a watery chuckle. “God,” he breathed. “I love you too. I love you so fucking much.”
With that, they were kissing again, the world around them disappearing.
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.
Has anyone else spent years cheering on Rick Grimes and his happy little crew of Walking Dead survivors??
And then Neagan showed up played by this gorgeous man:
And you were like:
And now Rick and the Gang are basically dead to you and you just want a show about Neagan??
In this somber look at Dean’s relationship with alcohol, I picture the lyrics being sung by the alcohol, taunting Dean, threatening, and seducing him. Such a good song, chills!
Charming Wayward Sons Verse ± Taking On Water
[Charming Wayward Sons Verse]
Forbidden Fruit Master Post
Fandom: Sons of Anarchy
Warnings: Domestic violence, language, smut, violence, angst, fluff.
Pairing: Reader x Jax
PART ONE
PART TWO
PART THREE
PART FOUR
PART FIVE
PART SIX
PART 7
Masterlist (Oneshots and twoshots)
Juice
Juice takes care of you after a long day at work
Juice admits to you that he can’t be alone
You’re a member of the MC and might have a not so secret crush on Juice
You try to seduce Juice and he finally gives in but the guys catch you **Sexual content***
Juice has the flu an you take care of him
Juice comes to stay with you and Tig for a couple days, then comes onto you
You tell Juice that you’re pregnant
Juice is your friend with benefits and he finds out your ex is harassing you
Part 1
Part 2
You’re Jax’s sister and a member and the club finds out you’re with Juice
Part 1
Part 2
You’re Jax’s sister and sneaking around with Juice but you end up pregnant
Part 1
Part 2
Juice cheats on you and tries to make it up to you
Part 1
Part 2
You’re Opie’s sister and Juice gets protective of you after he dies
Part 1
Part 2
You ask Happy to be your maid of honor when you marry juice
Part 1
Part 2
You meet Juice for the first time when you come home from college
You’re Jax’s sister, Juice’s Old Lady and you get kidnapped
Juice doesn’t like the things he hears Sack saying about you.
You find the bruises on Juice’s neck after he attempts suicide **Trigger warning**
Juice gets rough with you for the first time. **Sexual content**
You give Juice some TLC while he’s driving **Sexual content**
You find yourself at a club party that you really don’t want to be at. The kid with the shaved head is nice though.
Juice imagine based off of the song Car Radio - Twenty One Pilots
You and Juice have a hate/sex relationship **Sexual content**
You’re Juice's plus size girlfriend and you meet the club for the first time
You’re Juice’s ex and after years apart, you get brought together again.
Part 1
Part 2
You’re in bed ready to go to sleep but Juice is horny. You’re not in the mood. He knows just how to fix that **Sexual content**
Juice wants you to be his Old Lady but he’s not sure how to ask. Gemma comes to the rescue.
You play hard to get with Juice because you think he’s too nice. He proves you wrong.
Your one night stand with Juice doesn’t quite go as expected
You’re a drug trafficker and partner of the club. That doesn’t mean you can’t go on a date though.
Your dad Chibs walks in on you spending quality time with Juice **Sexual content*
Juice comes onto you while your boyfriend Kozik is passed out
Juice is your new friend and you look after him
You’re Juice’s girl and baby momma, and you find out about his suicide attempt **Trigger warning**
The Hills (Full fanfic)
Jax
Jax cheats on you
Part 1
Part 2
Jax gets jealous of you working with a male coworker
Jax asks you to be his Old Lady
Jax forgets your anniversary
The guys make fun of you for driving a street bike. You make Jax eat his words.
You’re Jax’s sister and are sneaking around with Juice but you end up pregnant
Part 1
Part 2
You spend Christmas with Jax in your new house
Tara comes back to Charming but Jax’s loyalty lies with you.
You’re Tig’s daughter and you get caught with Jax
You’re Jax sister and Tig’s Old Lady and Tig doesn’t want you to go on the run
You’re Jax’s sister, Juice’s Old Lady and you get kidnapped
You spend your birthday with Jax
You’re Jax’s sister and get protective of him when Tara comes back to Charming
You’re Chibs’s Scottish niece and catch Jax’s attention while visiting
You go after Jax when you find out your boyfriend Juice was killed
You haven’t said I love you back to Jax and he isn’t happy. **Sexual content**
You try to get your old man and brother in the Christmas spirit.
You go off to the cabin with Jax to relax and spend some quality time
Imagine based off of Afterlife- Avenged Sevenfold
Jax has a Croweater in his lap at a party. That’s not flying with you **Sexual content**
Jax thinks seeing you fight is sexy **Sexual content**
Your boyfriend Jax finds out that the Mayans kidnapped and hurt you.
After years of being Jax’s friend despite your parents wishes, you wake up next to him naked one morning.
Jax and the club come to your rscue when a guy gets too pushy at a club party
Jax has to deliver the news of Opie’s death to you after they get out and you don’t see your man with them.
Jax imagine based off of the song Humming by Turnover
Jax announces his feelings for you after years of being your friend
Jax finds your sex toy and uses it on you **Sexual content**
Jax meets your mom’s douchebag boyfriend for the first time
Jax is your best friend and doesn’t like Tig’s interest in you
You and Jax keep arguing and you’ve got just the thing to shut him up
Chibs
Chibs is being a little bossy and you get a bit of an attitude. He likes it though
Chibs forgets your anniversary
You’re Chibs’ new girlfriend and Tig tests your loyalty
Chibs proved himself to your father, who’s a mob boss
Things go a little south at your wedding to marry Chibs
First big SAMCRO party with your new man Chibs
You kill someone to save Chibs and he comforts you when you breakdown
Chibs dumps you to protect you but gets jealous when you go to a club party with a new guy
Part 1
Part 2
Being Hispanic and dating Chibs on the down low but the club finds out
Dating Chibs but being much younger than him and getting teased about it
Staying by Chibs’ side when he gets hurt in the van explosion in season 2
You’re Tara’s baby sister and seeing Chibs behind her back
Chibs teaches you how to shoot.
You’re the SAMCRO princess and you find Chibs crying.
Chibs finds out you have an eating disorder **Trigger warning**
You’re Chibs new girlfriend and you attend your first club party
You’re Gemma and Clay’s daughter but you’re also with Chibs. Trying not to get caught at a party is hard.
Part 2
Being SAMCRO’s princess and having a crush on Chibs is hard when he won’t pay attention to you. You make sure to turn that around.
You and your Old Man Chibs babysit Jax’s kids for the day
Chis tries to surprise you with an anniversary meal but it doesn’t go as planned
Chibs teaches you how to fix a motorcycle
You and Chibs burn dinner
You’re Chibs’ younger Old Lady and you meet Fiona in Belfast. She doesn’t like you at all and you have to take a walk when Chibs pisses you off as well.**Sexual content**
Abel is grown now and trying to get into the club after coming back to Charming. Chibs is still president though and is still holding his promise to keep the boys out of the life.
You’re Tara’s baby sister and seeing Chibs behind her back
Tig
Threesome with Tig and Kozik
First time with Tig (mini imagine)
You’re Tig’s daughter and you come back from college to see him
You’re Tig’s daughter and you get caught with Jax
You’re Jax sister and Tig’s Old Lady and Tig doesn’t want you to go on the run
You find out you’re pregnant with Tig’s baby and leave town
Part 1
Part 2
You go to Gemma for advice on your relationship with Tig
Part 1
Part 2
You reminisce with Tig on your relationship
You’re Clay’s daughter and he finds out you’ve been messing around with Tig
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Part 2
You’re Chibs’ new girlfriend and Tig tests your loyalty
You comfort Tig when he admits he hates himself
Tig and Venus want you to carry their baby
You convince Tig to let Kozik patch SAMCRO ** Sexual content**
You get wasted on your 21st birthday and hook up with Tig **Sexual content**
Tig teaches you how to ride a motorcycle
You’re Tig’s daughter and messing around with Happy behind his back
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Part 2
Momma Gemma catches you hooking up with Tiggy
You get shot and have a confession for your husband Tig
Imagine based off the song Oh darling What Have I Done by The White Buffalo
Tig’s ex wife comes to the clubhouse. You’re not happy.
Tig finds out that you’ve been faking it in bed **Sexual content**
Dawn is dead and its up to you to comfort your Old Man
Tig’s dog is sick and you’re the only on that can help. Gemma is Gemma.
Your daughter from your previous relationship calls Tig daddy for the first time
You and Tig put on music to get in the mood in the bedroom but a certain wrestler ruins it. **Sexual content**
You’re Tig’s pregnant Old Lady but you’re bigger than expected. Turns out its twins.
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Part 2 - coming soon
You’re Tig’s daughter and love Kozik. Tig tries to protect you and forbids it.
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Part 2
You have a threesome with Tig and Kozik **Sexual content**
You’re Tig’s daughter and you tell the club that you have brain cancer
You have a threesome with Tig and Juice
Happy
You wake up Happy with some TLC **Sexual Content*
Happy dumps you then gets jealous when he sees you with another man
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Part 2
Happy refuses to leave your side while you’re in the hospital
Happy Takes you home to meet his family for Christmas
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Part 2 - coming soon
You spend your first Christmas with Happy
You ask Happy to be your maid of honor when you marry juice
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Part 2
You’re Happy’s Old Lady and you get kidnapped
You get hit in the head and can’t remember your old man, Happy
You’re Hap’s kid and got him wrapped around your finger
Happy refuses to have sex with you because you’re pregnant ***Sexual content***
Happy brings a pitbull home
You visit your uncle Happy and accidentally hook up with one of his brothers ***Sexual Content***
You’re Tig’s daughter and messing around with Happy behind his back
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Part 2
Imagine based off Judas by Lady Gaga
Everyone wants to know why Happy’s girl always wears flower crowns
Hap comes home covered in blood and you’re asking too many questions. ***Sexual content**
Happy teaches you how to ride a motorcycle.
You and Hap adopt a baby together.
Hap can love. He’s just a little rusty at getting it out. You trying to leave during a lockdown gets him using his words.
You’re Hap’s Old Lady and you get kidnapped. You ain’t no wimp though **Violence**
Imagine based off of Porn Star Dancing by My Darkest Days
Kozik
Threesome with Tig and Kozik
You try to seduce Kozik. It works
You’ve got a thing for Kozik, but he doesn’t seem to be catching on.
You’re Marcus Alvarez’s daughter, also unknowingly dating a Son, Kozik
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Kozik doesn’t appreciate the prospect hitting on you. Like, at all. **Sexual content**
You get your first tattoo, Kozik’s crow, but you hate needles
Kozik imagine based off of Haunted by Beyonce
You leave Charming after Kozik cheats on you
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Part 2
You’re Tig’s daughter and love Kozik. Tig tries to protect you and forbids it.
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Part 2
You have a threesome with Tig and Kozik **Sexual content**
You’re Koziks plus size girlfriend and feeling a little down at a club party.**Sexual content**
You’re Gem and Clay’s daughter. You’re also heart broken and angry over your Old Man Koziks death.
Opie
Your relationship with Opie suffers because of the club
Your best friend Opie drops a bomb during karaoke
You’re a member of the MC and Opie’s Old Lady
You and Opie confess your feelings at a club party
You’re Opie’s teenage daughter and dealing with your mothers death
Imagine based off Ed Sheeran’s Photograph
Opie gets picked up and put inside before you get the chance to tell him you’re pregnant. He figures it out when he sees you for the first time, obviously with child.
Opie isn’t happy that you walked out on him. Now you’re back and he wants answers
You’re Opie’s sister who he’s lost contact with. Your family is reunited
Half Sack
Sack is nervous about the club meeting you.
Venus
Tig and Venus want you to be their surrogate mother
You have a girls day with Venus and Donna after a rough day.
Venus helps you get ready for your date
Misc
Jax is originally the one that leaves Charming. Tara is shocked when he’s back, and at her front door.
You’re Jax’s sister, Tig’s Old Lady. Decorating the clubhouse for Christmas
You’re Gem and Clay’s daughter. You’re also heart broken and angry over your Old Man Koziks death.
You’re Gemma and Clay’s daughter, who just so happens to be 4 months secretly pregnant.
You help out the club but they end up having too much fun with it.
The club comforts you after you and your friend get kidnapped and she dies.
***TRIGGER WARNING: SELF HARM*** The club finds out about your self harm
Gemma finds out she’s pregnant with Clay’s baby
The clubs finds out that you’re dating a Mayan
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Part 2
You’re Jax’s sister, Juice’s fiancé and in the MC when you find out Gemma & Clay’s roles in Johns death
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Stress from school is getting to you and Mama Gemma is there for you
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
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Fmk: Kozik, Happy, Tig.
😫😫😫 I don’t even know how to go about this. Like let’s be honest, they’d all be a good fuck 😂 But I’m not sure who I would marry…I feel like Tig might be the best husband of the three but I don’t wanna kill Hap or Koz.
I guess I’ll do fuck Hap, marry Koz, kill Tig 😕