YOU ARE NOT UGLY.

your brain is just trying to make you THINK that you’re ugly. and are you gonna let a GROSS, SLIMY, mound of fuckin WRINKLY PINK MEAT let you feel like you aren’t beautiful???? don’t listen to that jerk.

Outlaw Woman Ch1

Lexi loves the club and the club loves her.. maybe a little too much. Will she find her place or is this the kind of love that kills? Rated M for sex and adult themes. Please see author’s note at bottom.

Jax woke up to a finger jabbed in his ribs. “Oh my God don’t do that,” he groaned attempting to roll away from the finger only to realize he was trapped between two arm rests. It was in that moment Jax realized he was not in his bed- not in any bed.

“Get your ass up or you’ll be late for work!” hollered Lexi as she made her way into the kitchen. A second later when there was no sound of movement she popped her head back in the room, “Jax! Jaaaax! Rise and shine honey bunny!” Lexi leaned forward whispering softly in his ear, “I’ll make you some Captain Crunch and coffee,” he groaned his pants feeling tight against his morning wood. She laughed as she popped back up and made her way back to the kitchen “and yOoOu can explain what you are doing in my house. How the hell did you get in anyways?” He couldn’t help but smile and stretch, finally pulling himself off the couch.   

 If any other woman ever called him ‘honey bunny’ he’d probably take off running. But, this wasn’t just anyone.

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Part 3

“First dealing with Jax throwing a secret I shared with him in my face like it didn’t mean anything, then David being such an asshole about a guy helping me –“ you try to vent before being cut off by Donna’s laughter coming over the other line.

“He was jealous, he and Jax have … well they’ve never really gotten along Y/N,” she tells you which only makes you groan as you pull up to house you’re renting. Of course you had to get involved in something like this.

“I wish I could say Jax was only a friend, but I try not to lie to myself or others,” you joke as you go and drop your bag inside then come out, carrying two bags at a time while trying to keep your cellphone between your shoulder and cheek.

“Why don’t you talk to Jax tomorrow? Clear the air, he may seem like he has his mind made up one way but he doesn’t. Give him another chance,” she tells you. Of course she’ll defend Jax, she may resent the club but she loves Jax and appreciates what he’s done for her and the kids. You wanted to believe he deserved another chance but you couldn’t help but think this was the easy way out. You’d focus on fixing things with David, get back under the radar and maybe find the unassuming life you wanted.

The next day came too quickly; you showed up to the park where they were hosting the BBQ and notice Donna and the kids are surrounded by men in kuttes who all seemed to look over at you at the same time. You straighten your purse on your shoulder and start to walk over to Donna only to be stopped by the man you were hoping to avoid yet talk to at the same time.

“I didn’t think you’d show up sweetheart,” he told you as you looked towards where Donna was with the kids. You didn’t look over at him and when she gave you a look that said talk to him, you turn to face him with an audible sigh.

“I came for Donna and the kids,” you tell him, crossing your arms across your chest.

“Your boyfriend didn’t make it with you darlin’?” he asked making you glare at him and you felt your jaw clench.

“If I didn’t know better I’d say you were jealous,” you tell him trying to prove Donna wrong. You see something flash in his eyes as he moves in closer but you take a deep breath and you stand your ground.

“Jealous of a man who doesn’t even know why you’re in Charming? Because I know he doesn’t know… he’d only see you as trouble for Charming sweetheart. Just like he sees me and my club,” he tells you as he smirks at you making you melt even though you were mad. Him reaching out to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear doesn’t help either. He voices your reason why you’d never tell David your truth but also why you shared it with him. You’re both alike. Pulling you aside to the inside of the rec center where there was not a soul around he turns away from you and runs his fingers in his hair.

“I had my guys look you up,” he tells you as he turns back around to face you.

Not knowing where this could lead you take a deep breath, “You could of just asked me Jackson.” You hate to admit that this hurt you a little bit, him not trusting you after you admitted something to him that made him run away. “My father placed me in harms way countless times. Always throwing me aside to be protected by his guard dogs because he didn’t trust me to handle myself. Didn’t trust me enough to be part of the family business. I was tired of it. If I was going to get beaten to get back at him then I wanted to know. He told me I couldn’t handle it so I threatened to leave them. He had never been so angry before” you take a seat on one of the bleachers and look up at him. “Words were exchanged, ultimately he disowned me. Kicked me out with nothing. I made my way here because it was the one place they have no reach.” You look away stand back up in front of him. “I am not a threat to Charming, I’m here trying to get what I lost. Start a family.” You shrug, not sure why you’re pouring your heart out to him.

“You think you’ll find that with a man you can’t trust?” he asked with anger in his eyes as his breaths grew shallow.

“Who I was doesn’t matter. I am never going to be her again. I want a fresh start,” placing your hand over his arm you begin to plead to him. “Don’t tell David about my past. He… He and I could –“ you were cut off when he reached out and wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you into his arms. His lips instantly on yours, making you forget about everything else. Losing yourself in the kiss as his free hand clenches itself in your hair; taking control of the kiss and of you.

“I stopped coming around because you know this life, you’d understand me like no one else could,” he whispered as he lays his forehead on yours. You cling to him, weak after that kiss; trying to just catch your breath.

“I know what I’m getting with David, Jax…” you whisper as you have to push yourself away from his grasp. “I ran away from that life because I didn’t have control of it. I control my fate. Not my father, not a man who gets scared when things get deep. David is my next move Jax.” You try to walk around him only to get pulled back and into his arms. You look up at him and wonder if you’re making a mistake; leaning up you kiss his lips lightly and step away again.

“You’ll get bored. Once you know this life sweetheart, there is no vanilla that can satisfy you.” His words make you blush because you always refer to yourself as the ‘not vanilla’. Looking away from him you pull out of his reach and practically run out of the building.

I hope you all enjoy the latest update! Let me know what you think! 

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Jax Teller x Reader

Part 1 can be found here.

Part 2

Never in a million years did you think you’d become friends with a biker, especially not after leaving a similar lifestyle back home. Being the daughter of a cartel king meant danger but you had no say in what you were involved in; which most of the time it meant nothing. You were constantly being targeted with no real say in anything. So you chose to leave; your family disowning you for your choice which is how you ended up in such an unassuming town. You were going to fly under the radar; you wanted to get married have that white picket fence, the 2 kids and live happily ever after. Then Jax Teller showed up in your life and you were drawn in like a moth to a flame.

A month had gone by where he’d drive up with Donna afterschool and somehow would end up talking to you for a good hour after school. At first you tried to sell him the story you told everyone of why come to Charming, yet he saw right through you. He settled for “it’s complicated,” but you knew he would press for more. Just last week you were able to tell him why, trusted him enough to know he wouldn’t run away when you told him your secret. You haven’t seen him since. You replay that conversation over and over in your mind trying to decipher what you said wrong but nothing came to mind. You were left feeling like a fool; it was for the best of course, having ties to that sort of lifestyle pushed away most people and you were in a relationship. You were starting to feel more than a pull towards the handsome man and that wouldn’t please David Hale.

Friday after school you’re at the grocery store when you see a few guys come in followed by the man who plagued your thoughts. So this is the famous Sons of Anarchy, you think to yourself. Donna told you about the rest of the guys once; never really getting into details but she explained to you the kutte and how they were more of a family than just a motorcycle club. You smile at the older cashier who is asking you about your relationship with her favorite Deputy Chief. She was also the same cashier at their favorite restaurant in town so she felt the need to know about your relationship. Your gaze kept roaming over to the handsome biker who was now looking over at you with a slight smile on his face as if he knew not to push it. You try not to smile but fail as you tell her that you’ll tell David hello for her. Carrying 4 bags out you see the blonde man walk over to you.

“Let me help you with that darlin’,” he told you as he took the bags for you. You mutter a thank you as you both walk out to the parking lot. You look over at him as you approach your car.

“Do women ever say no to that smile of yours?” you tease as you pop open the trunk. He places the bags in and shuts the trunk only to lean against it smirking at you.

“Haven’t met one yet,” he responds as he moves closer to you; making you take a step back and around to the drivers side. You look away, trying to hide your smile but you notice Jax’s gaze goes beyond you and over your shoulder to where David is pulling in to the parking lot. A horrible part of you, the part that should of stayed away from Charming, didn’t want Jax knowing you were in a relationship with the Deputy Chief. You enjoyed the butterflies you got when he flashed you that smile of his but the woman you wanted to be knew that whatever this was; was not a good idea. Grinning over at Hale you see his cautious smile as his gaze shifts between the two of you.

“You’ve met our very own Captain America?” Jax asked making you cough in surprise.

“He’s my boyfriend actually,” you tell him as Hale parks and gets off the truck. You don’t want to look over at Jax, knowing that your words killed any thing that could have been brewing. As you look up you’re surprised to see amusement in his eyes paired with a clenched jaw.

“He know about your ties to a cartel?” he asked infuriating you. You raise your eyebrow as any sense of kinship you may have felt for this man evaporate.

“Is there a problem here?” Hale calls out breaking you out of your stare contest with Jax. Mustering a grin, you turn to look at David. Shaking your head, you move to stand next to him.

“No, Jax actually helped me with my bags,” you felt David stiffen beside you making you look up at him only to see him staring Jax down. Fuck, you thought to yourself as you clear your throat and turn back to Jax.

“Tell Donna that I’ll see her tomorrow at the BBQ,” you break the men out of their pissing contest and Jax only grins. A grin that should of warned you this was not over but instead only made David Hale more irritated. Once Jax went back inside David lays it all out for you. Jax and his gang are criminals. He doesn’t want you around them. Did you want to end up like Donna Winston he asks in his condescending way he knows how and you reach out and slap him.

“You have no right bringing up my friend like that,” you tell then turn to get behind your wheel. All the while not noticing Jax and his crew watching from the grocery entrance. You practically shove Hale out of the way with your car and drive off as you call Donna to vent.

“Fresh piece of ass boys… ” Tigs said as they all stood outside the store. Jax couldn’t help but stare out at the couple as they fought. A couple, how the hell did that happen? he wondered. He never remembered Y/N mentioning she was seeing anyone. A man like Hale didn’t deserve a woman like Y/N. Couldn’t handle her from the extensive research he and Juice did. Its why he stayed away; at first she was a good distraction from the shithole he had going on with Wendy, all the drama at the club. Now? Now she was someone who could understand him on every level and that scared the hell out of him. There had only been one woman who gave him that and she ran away; who was to say Y/N wouldn’t do it too.

“Sorry Tiggy, but looks like Jackie boy may have claimed that already,” he hears Chibs taunt only for everyone to break out into a chuckle as they see Hale get slapped. They all move over to get on their bikes when Hale comes over to them.

“You stay the hell away from her Teller,” he threatens Jax but it doesn’t offend him. Instead he outright laughs as he puts on his helmet.

“She’s Opie’s kids teacher. I’m bound to run into her sometime. Plus… her and Donna are pretty tight. How about you let me take her off your hands, she’s too much for you it seems like,” before anyone could see it coming Hale punches him making his amusement shift to anger as he jumps up to grab him by the collar of his uniform. Bobby is there in an instant pulling his brother away from the cop.

“It ain’t worth it brother. Let’s go,” Bobby tells him trying to calm their VP down.

“You’re lucky we don’t press charges,” Juice calls out to him before they all take off.

I hope that added drama makes sense! 

@coffeebooksandfandom this is my first attempt at running an imagine– never done a tag list before so you’ll be the first to know. Thank you for your words of encouragement!  

Not Your Typical Woman-Jax Teller x Reader

(GIF credit to @charliehunnamxo)

Summary: requested by anonymous: ‘Okay first of all you are amazing second of all I was kinda hoping you could write a one shot, or fanfiction (whatever you like cause I know it will be awesome either way) where the reader is looking for a job as a mechanic at TM where she gets the job an ends up patching in Mabey getting into a fight with a few crow eaters over Jax who she eventually ends up with thank you so much you are amazing 😍😍’

(A/N: Just changed it slightly, but I hope it’s still what you wanted)

Characters: Jax Teller x Reader

Meanings: (Y/N)=Your name  (Y/L/N)=Your last name

Warnings: Swearing, bitchiness

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Pulling into the parking lot, I smiled to myself as I looked at my new place of work. All my life I had grown up helping my dad work on his car and motorbikes, it just seemed natural to me. Whereas my sister was the typical girly-girl, playing with her dolls and dressing up, I would roll in covered in oil or mud, helping carry the tool box around; I giggled as I thought back to that time, we were so different yet had the strongest bond. This was all I wanted. A simple mechanic job, surrounded by what I loved doing. I had grown up in Charming too, I could never leave this place. 

Confidently strolling towards the office, I kept my head held high as I realised that this place was mostly run by men. Shame really, we needed more women in this industry.

“Hey, (Y/N) (Y/L/N)?” Gemma, the woman who interviewed me called out.

“Yeah, hi!” I said back, shaking her hand.

“Good to see you again, congrats on getting the job.”

“Thank you. I brought those papers you asked for.”

“Great, let’s show you around.”

I had instantly liked Gemma when she first interviewed me, but now I was more sure than ever that she would be a good boss. Her attitude was just amazing, I loved how she was clearly the boss who ran the place, the men respected her too. After showing me where everything was, we ended up back outside, and I couldn’t stop myself from staring at the bikes lined up.

“You got one of your own?” she asked me.

“No, used to. Had to sell it unfortunately, but my dad had one too. They’re beautiful.”

She chuckled.“You know who we are, don’t you?”

I nodded.“Yeah, you’re an MC, Sons of Anarchy to be exact.”

“I’m assuming that’s what attracted you to the job?”

I laughed at that.“No, it’s just a perk.”

My dad had always told me of this MC, almost praising them sometimes. My mom on the other hand, not so much; she could see that they were helping their community, their family, but of course, this couldn’t outweigh the amount of illegal shit they got up to. I always found it exciting. That was something me and my sister had in common, we loved the bad boy look (as most girls do at some stage in their lives), and these men were just the right bunch for us to crush on. Being in an MC interested me. I didn’t know whether it was the danger, the mechanical side, or how close they all were that pulled me towards that life. And here I was, working for them.

“I think you’re going to be just fine here. Hey, I know it’s sudden, but would you mind covering someone’s shift this afternoon? It’s in an hour but he’s called in sick and I need this job doing today.”

“No problem. Might as well get going whilst I’m here.”

I changed into the overalls, pulling down the top half and tying the arms around my waist before throwing my hair up in a ponytail. Normally I was a very confident person, but nerves were starting to kick in. I had only ever worked on cars and such by myself or with my dad, and although I had the degrees necessary, I could feel doubt starting to creep in; it wasn’t a nice feeling.

“Hey, are you supposed to be in here?” I heard someone say behind me as I shut my locker.

“Uh,” I turned around, greeted by a handsome, blonde man,“yeah, I just started today.”

“Oh, right. Sorry, too used to saying that.”

“You’re too used to asking women if they should be in here?”

“Sorry, ignore that. I’m Jax.”

I shook his hand.“(Y/N).”

He looked me up and down before turning away, making me smile. I wasn’t going to lie, I was flattered that someone as gorgeous as him was checking me out. As he turned around, I couldn’t help but stare at his kutte, admiring it slightly. He must have noticed because as he took it off, he looked at me over his shoulder.

“Gotta admit, the chicks dig it.”

“I think I dig it for different reasons.”

“Oh?”

“I’ve always wanted to be in an MC, ever since my dad first introduced me to bikes.”

“Really? Don’t see many women wanting that…actually there aren’t any women patched in.”

“What?! Are you serious?”

“Yeah, it just hasn’t happened yet.”

I thought for a moment, a slow smile appearing on my face.“What does it take to get patched in?”

“You serious? You got any idea the shit you got to go through?”

“No, that’s why I’m asking.”

“Uh…listen, I’m the President of this MC-”

“Oh, shit. This isn’t a good start is it?”

“Look, the fact I’ve never even heard of a woman being patched in means that it’s there for a reason.”

“I mean, it could be that a bunch of males just made that rule because that’s what men were, and sometimes still, are like.”

He nodded to me.“Yeah, it could be. I would have to look into it.”

“So that’s not a no?”

“It’s not a yes.” he smirked.“I’ve literally just met you, I shouldn’t even be considering it.”

“Hm, what does that tell you about me?”

I winked at him, sultry leaving the room with a new found confidence, adrenaline pumping through my veins. With confidence practically radiating off me, I was greeted with another Son, Juice, who was told to show me the ropes before I started working. I was easily able to joke with him as he showed me around, introducing me to everyone else that was there. It seemed easy, everything was where it would usually be, and I just wanted to get started. Once he left, I instantly started working, fully focused on the work in front of me.

As I would bend over the bonnet or lean down to grab another tool, I would notice some of the other men staring; there were those that tried to hide it, others didn’t care if I had seen them. Sometimes I would stare back, instantly causing them to look away, which always made me laugh. They were all working for the Sons of Anarchy, a notorious biker gang, they dealt with illegal stuff daily, yet somehow the presence of a woman made them nervous. 

The weeks flew by, and I couldn’t express how much I was loving my job. Not only was I passionate about my work, the people around me became like a second family. It was so easy to fit in with them. When I told my dad everything, instead of being concerned that his daughter was affiliated with a gang, he was excited, asking me tonnes of questions, as if they were celebrities. But I started noticing that I would be given different tasks to the other workers, ones not involving the garage. It was usually Jax who gave the orders, pulling me away from whatever I was working on to ask a favour. I would go with other members for small tasks, like collecting payments; this definitely wasn’t in my job description. These tasks kept appearing, and I was starting to get an incline that something was going to change for me. 

Like any other working day, I turned up to work, hanging up my belongings and checking my appearance. I heard someone else enter, making me smile as I went to greet them.

“Morning Jax.” I beamed.

“You’re needed, now.” He said coldly, a dark look on his face.

My smile instantly disappeared.“Oh, for what?”

He didn’t say anything, only gesturing with his head to follow. Nerves started to build in my stomach. Had I done something wrong? What could I have possibly done? Did a job go bad? Was a customer unhappy? Numerous scenarios whizzed through my mind as I followed him to their meeting room, where they had their ‘church’ meetings. I could see all of the club members sat around the table. This was serious.

“Stand over there.” Jax ordered, sitting at the head of the table as I stood opposite.

It went silent, all of the men looking at me intensely.

“Look, we appreciate all you do. It’s clear to see that you’re a hard worker, you know what you’re doing. But I’m afraid that isn’t enough.”

I clasped my hands together, gripping onto them tightly as I listened.

“We’re gonna have to put more on you, show us that you really want to do this.”

I felt something slap onto my back, slinging around my shoulders. I jumped slightly, grabbing onto the material before it slipped off. As I brought it in front of my eyes, my mouth dropped open in shock, disbelief strewn across my face.

“No fucking way!” I exclaimed.

They had handed me a kutte, stating that I was a prospect to the Sons of Anarchy! I wasn’t sure if I was dreaming.

“It’s official, you’re our newest prospect. Means we get to boss you around a lot more.” Jax smirked.

“You’re all assholes, I was about to start crying.” I scoffed as I put it on.

“Looking good lass.” Chibs called out.

“How come I can become a prospect? I thought women couldn’t be one?”

Jax explained,“Well, the way we see it, the rules are old fashioned. I could tell that you were serious about it too. You’re our guinea pig.”

Congratulations were passed around to me as the meeting adjourned, smiles on everyone’s faces. I caught my reflection in the mirror. I looked fucking sexy and powerful with this kutte, it was a new part of my life and who I would be.

“I’ve got your first order actually.” Jax, who hadn’t left the room, said.

“Oh? And what would that be, Mr President?”

“For your ass to be at this clubhouse tonight for a party.”

“I think I can manage that.”

“And wear the kutte. Don’ know why I’ve not let a girl wear it before.”

“Glad you like it just as much as I do.”

His teasing tone stopped for a moment.“You do know how serious this is, don’t you?” 

I nodded.“Yes, and I wouldn’t put myself in this position otherwise.”

Once I finsihed my shift, I sped home, racking my brain to think of something to wear. My first party and first time being a prospect, it was daunting. I was making history here, being the first woman prospect. They had seen something in me, and I was going to prove that I was worth the title and much more. 

Checking myself out once more in the mirror, I took yet another picture of me, still not over how I looked; I had done an amazing job of getting glammed up. Jax had offered to take me to the party, even though I could easily travel there myself. Looking over the selfies I just took, I giggled as I sent one to him, along with the message that I was finally ready. I must have received the world’s fastest reply, he was on his way. 

“Someone’s out to impress tonight.” Jax commented after giving me a wolf whistle as I stepped outside.

I gave a little spin, taking the helmet from his outstretched hand.“Don’t I always? Come on, let’s get going, I’m in desperate need of a drink.”

For the first hour, Jax stayed by my side. His hand was around my waist, not caring what it looked like to others. Instead of it embarrassing me or making me uncomfortable, I relished in the fact that he was paying attention to me. Jax lured me in. I didn’t know everything about him, hardly anything actually but that made me want to know him more; he was interesting to me, not to mention undeniably hot. I felt a little lost when he left me for a moment, but I had to remain confident. I was a prospect, and although we had to earn respect, I didn’t want to come off as someone who would just roll over when someone told me to. Especially when two crow eaters approached me, as if I were some sort of prey.

“Isn’t this funny Jackie? The sons must be playing a practical joke.” one spoke.

Jackie obnoxiously cackled.“Oh god, it’s pathetic how she craves so much attention.”

Hypocrites.

“Can I help you?” I snapped.

“Oh, no. We’re just enjoying the entertainment for the evening.”

“Do you honestly have nothing better to do when you aren’t being used as a sex toy?”

“Listen sweetie, I don’t know why they’ve let you become a prospect, quite tragic actually; makes you more frigid than you already are.”

“How would you know what frigid means?”

“You have to respect us. We’re part of the club.”

“No, you’re really not. I work for patched in club members, and the only woman I’ll ever take orders from is Gemma. Stop kidding yourselves and just get on with whatever it is you do.”

“I’ll be telling Jax about this….once we’ve had our fun.”

No, Jax and I weren’t an item, we hadn’t even spoke about anything remotely close to that. She was trying to push my buttons, and although deep down it was working, I masked that.

“You do that. Now let me get on with my night.”

I turned away, leaning against the end of the bar. My hopes of them leaving were false, making me roll my eyes as they came up with more cute comebacks. That’s when I spotted a crate of beers on the floor, giving me a slightly petty idea. Picking up one, I shook it, turning back to face the girls.

“Look, you’re bitchy comments are great, they’re really making me sad,” I sarcastically said, pouting slightly,“but I really think you should cool off.”

I opened the bottle, letting it spray all over the whores. It soaked their skimpy dresses, their squealing grabbing the attention of everyone. It was silent for only a moment before laughing and yelling followed. I laughed too, really wishing that I had done something more to them. They whined as they rushed off, and that was when I knew I had made some enemies. But before I could celebrate my victory, I was harshly yanked out of the room. I panicked as I saw that it was Jax. Shit, was I really not supposed to do that? Should I have been the bigger person?

As he pushed me up against a wall, I could hear how heavy his breathing was.“That was fucking hot.”

“What?” I breathed out.

“Back there, what you did. Everyday I get more and more attracted to you.”

“J-Jax, are you serious?”

“Yes, look if you don’t want this then just say-”

I quickly grabbed his hand, it was my turn to drag him into another room.“Fuck yes, say no more.”

SONS OF ANARCHY

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Jackson Teller x Reader

Masterlist

VIKINGS

Ubbe Ragnarson

Heartbeat AU (1) (2) (3)

Imagine 1

Lagertha’s Daughter (1) (2) (3) (4) (5) (6) (7) (8) (9) (10) 

My Viking Prince (1) (2)

Say that again

They learn about periods

What you deserve (1)

Winner’s prize 

Your daughter’s first boyfriend

Hvitserk Ragnarson

Crush AU (1) (2)

Home

Imagine 1 (Marco Ilso)

Imagine 2

Imagine 3 (Marco Ilso)

NSFW Alphabet 

Taken 

They learn about periods

Your daughter’s first boyfriend

Ivar Ragnarson

Imagine 1 (Alex Hogh)

They learn about periods

Your daughter’s first boyfriend

Bjorn Ironside

Imagine 1

They learn about periods

Your daughter’s first boyfriend

TOM HARDY

Venom/Eddie Brock

Friends

Imagine 1

Imagine 2

Tom Hardy

Imagine 1

Imagine 2

Alfie Solomons

Imagine 1

NSWF Alphabet 

James Delaney

Devil

Mad Max

Imagine 1

SONS OF ANARCHY

Jax Teller

Break in 

Imagine 1

Imagine 2

Dating Jax Teller

Happy

Dating Happy Lowman

AVENGERS

Bucky Barnes

Imagine 1

Loki

Imagine 1

OTHER FANDOMS 

Robb Stark

Betrothed 

Imagine 1

Stiles

Being Liam’s older sister and having a crush on Stiles

Aquaman

Imagine 1

Imagine 2

Dean Winchester

Imagine 1

Love you

Klaus Mikaelson

Imagine 1

Eggsy Unwin

Imagine 1

Daryl Dixon

Imagine 1

Visiting Hours Are Over

@sammysgirl01

I know you’re probably busy, but I noticed you do SOA x readers and I was curious if you’d possibly do a jax teller x reader? Id really enjoy that😊😊 I love your content and the way you write.

Jax has been visiting Charming’s Hospital for hours on end in the past few days. His mother Gemma had a heart attack and the doctors wanted to keep her in the hospital for a week now to monitor her heart condition, doctors and nurse being scared of the man hadn’t said anything like tell him to leave, the security guards would glare at him and he would return them. Damn near everyone was frightful of him as well as his gang which visited often.

Tonight was no different from other nights, visiting hours were over and Jax and the gang were still there, loud noises came from their room, everyone was talking and laughing with each other but yet that didn’t stop the head nurse from walking in and demanding everyone to leave, she didn’t even look up from her clip board with Gemma’s charts on it to address them all face to face. Was she scared? No, but she was busy checking the women’s charts that she couldn’t bother to look up.

“You all have to leave,” says (y/n) her (e/c) eyes run over the chart taking in all the information given to her by the other doctor and nurses, she had been out for a week due to her son; Issac who was 10, being sick. When her son did get better she was quick to get him back in school not wanting to effect his education, and she was quick to rush back to work.

“Why’s that lady?”

Looking up from her charts (y/n) didn’t even flinch at the sight of the motorcycle gang leader or its members that stood before her, “Because from what I’ve heard from my coworkers you lads have been staying here way past visiting hours. That’s prohibited,” says (y/n).

“She’s my ma. And like a ma to the hellas, we just checking up on her,” Jax says trying to reason with the head nurse but all she does is rolls her eyes and shakes her head, “And you can do that in the morning, when visiting hours start. But now that I’m here, you fellas gotta leave. And you,” (y/n) points her finger to Gemma, “You gotta rest.”

“Yeah. Yeah whatever,” Gemma says with a roll of her eyes rolling over in her bed facing the wall, grabbing the remote (y/n) clicks the tv off and walks over to Gemma and past the bikers she doesn’t notice Jax looking her up and down licking his lips, placing the remote by Gemma’s bed she walked right up to the door and held it open for the men.

“Boys. Out now,” she says sternly.

As the men walk pass her some give her looks but she pays them no mind. Lastly Jax walks out giving his ma a kiss on the forehead and a hug, as he walks pass (y/n) he looks her up and down a flirtatious look on his face, he winks before disappearing down the hall with the rest of the gang.

Delightfully Determined

Jax x Reader where the reader is Chibs’ niece, and Jax is determined to win her over.

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After going through the self serve checkout, you throw your pile of junk food in your carrier bag, wishing you could teleport home instead of having to drive.

You halt in your tracks as you notice a figure standing against your car, tilting up your head at the sky in annoyance. “Really? You couldn’t give me one day to soak in my own self pity?“

Sighing, you drag yourself to your car unlocking it and moving to the back seat, throwing your things inside, ignoring the grinning biker leaning against your drivers door.

“You know, it really hurts my ego when you ignore me like this.” Jax teases, his hand going to his heart in fake offence. You stare at him expressionless, waiting for him to move out of the way, even though you know he’s not going to.

“I’m sure you’ll be fine, your ego is big enough to take a few hits every now and again.” you sass, crossing your arms across your chest, your words having zero effect on the male in front of you, that same undeniably beautiful smile on his face. “Can you move, please? I’ve got a date with a pint of ice cream and Christian Grey.”

He raises his eyebrow in question, his smile shifting into a smirk as he looks at you, the blinding sunlight making him squint slightly. He pulls open his kutte, his toned physique visible through his shirt. “Babe, why settle for your vibrator when I’m standing right here?”

“You’re a pig.” You feel your glare softening as he beams at you, trying to resist the curl in your lips. “The answers still no, Jackson. Sorry to burst your bubble.”

You yank the handle of your door, the force catching Jax off guard as he gets moved from his post, a smug smile on your face. Instead of getting inside and driving away from the persistent man, you lean against the open door, pulling your sunglasses down from your head and over your eyes.

“Just one date, that’s all I’m asking for.” he asks, you basking in his pleading. You’d only moved to Charming a couple months ago - wanting to be closer to your Uncle Chibs - and lucky for you, you’d caught the eye of the blonde biker. He’d made it his mission to get you to go out with him, him asking the same question everytime he spoke to you.

“There are a thousand and one girls desperate to shag the SAMCRO president,” he shrugs his shoulders as you talk, a self assured expression on his face, knowing your statment rings true. “why are you wasting your time on me?”

“If I wanted meaningless sex, I’d go to Diosa.” You blush as he moves a stray tendril behind your ear, his fingertips grabbing your chin gently as he keeps your gaze on his. “There’s this energy between us. Don’t tell me you don’t feel it too.”

A shaky breath leaves you, your body frozen as he moves his face closer to yours his hand cupping your cheek as his breath tickles your skin. “Go out with me.”

Your eyes close involuntarily as he whispers seductively in your ear, his teeth nibbling flirty on your lobe, a shudder running down your spine. He smirks as he presses his lips against your jaw, your fingers grabbing his collar as your core tingles, a feeling of euphoria slipping over you as his warm, soft lips lay kisses upon your skin.

“Jax…” you whisper, subconsciously tilting your head to the side and allowing him more access, his trail continuing down your neck as you melt in the middle of the parking lot, the thought of people watching not even entering your mind.

A loud honk rips you from your pleasure, you jumping backwards quickly as you shake your head, your cheeks flushing in embarrassment. You point your finger at him warningly, “Don’t pull that shit again.”

He holds his arms up defensively, his tongue running over his lower lip, the gesture so simple yet fuck all you want is feel that pink tongue in places that would make the purest nun’s quiver.

“Not my fault you liked it, darlin’.” he winks, his self assertiveness moving up another level. “So, tomorrow night?”

You smile falsely, pushing up on your tiptoes to whisper in his ear. “You’re gonna have to try a lot harder to convince me, darlin’.”

You swiftly slip behind the wheel, winking at the determined male before slamming your door shut, speeding away before he can stop you.

Just as you pull off the car park, your phone rings, you pressing the answer button on your hands free and speaking a loud. “Hello?”

“You belong to me, baby. The sooner you realise that, the better.”

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A/N- I found this surprisingly easy to write, which is ace! I’ve got a Dean imagine pretty much finished and another Jax one but I’m struggling to finish them. I hope you guys enjoyed this, because I loved writing it :) feel free to request! Thanks for the continued support ❤

Wrong Universe Masterlist

Pairing: Lucifer x Reader Fandom: Supernatural/Lucifer Status: On going

Chapter 1 After trying to run away from your brothers (once again), Gabriel stops you by teleporting you to Lucifer’s world.

Chapter 2 You and Lucifer talk about the differences in universes while Sam and Dean try to begin their search for you.

Chapter 3 Sam figures out where you went with a little nudge while you and Lucifer celebrate your first “success”.

Chapter 4 You and Lucifer discuss relationship terms while the boys bring Castiel out to help them.

Chapter 5 Chloe calls in the girls to get your mind off your brothers, but the booze seems to be doing the majority of the work.

Chapter 6 Dean, Sam, and Castiel gain an extra hand when fighting angels. You get a surprise guest at the end of girl’s night out.

A/N: I finally found time to continue watching Vikings. So, in celebration of that, enjoy a Ragnar Imagine! ;-)

Words: 1033 Warnings: mentions of rape, mentions of violence

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