alexandertrager

Fallin’ For You.

Imagine Tig falls in love with you but he’s afraid that you wouldn’t want him

Originally posted by thegavelcorrupts

Requested by: hoooli13


You knew the moment she walked up to the garage, tight leather, high heels and red lipstick that you wanted her. You could barely keep your eyes off of her as she took a seat at the picnic table outside, waiting on her car to be repaired. 

“Just talk to her,” Clay chuckled. “You look like a pathetic puppy.”

“Yeah,” you mumbled, watching the way her lips closed around her cigarette, taking an excruciatingly long drag. Normally you’d be all over her by now. You weren’t very insecure or shy. You got what you wanted, everyone knew it. All it took was a smile and a line - and poof they were in your bed. But you could tell she was different.She had a dangerous edge to her, but she was classy. She wasn’t a usual SAMCRO hang around, and she looked like the type to turn her nose up at a dirty biker at first glance.

Months passed, and the mysterious girl, who’s name you learned was (Y/N), hung around more and more. Turns out she was Lyla’s older sister; and she had returned to Charming to reconnect with her.  Every word she spoke sounded like a melody to your ears. Her smile lit up the room, and her laugh could bring you to your knees. Every time she came around she left you wanting more and more. After nearly a year you were sure you were in love with her, but you didn’t have the guts to let her know.

“Tiggy,” she called, snapping her fingers in front of your face. You blinked a couple times, leaving your thoughts behind and staring in to her gorgeous eyes.

“Sorry, sweetheart.”

“A beer please?” She asked, smiling at you. You smiled back, reaching into the cooler by the bar and popping the tab off the glass bottle, sliding it her way.

“Thanks,” she said questionably, taking a sip.

You nodded, and left the bar, heading back to the dorms. The damn girl had no idea what effect she had on you. Just her breathing drove you insane at this point. So why couldn’t you tell her?

“Come in!” You shouted as someone knocked on the door. Of course, it was her, and you felt your stomach flutter. Since when had you turned into such a little girl? Butterflies? Really?

“What’s goin on with you?” She asked, taking a seat next to you on the bed. “You’ve barely looked at me these past couple of days. Did I do something?”

“No,” you replied. “Well, yes. I don’t know. Sort of.”

She arched her eyebrow, chuckling at your statement. “Care to elaborate?”

You took a deep breath, it was now or never. You couldn’t go another day keeping this bottled up inside you.

“You come in to TM nearly a year ago, looking fine as ever. And at first, I thought I’d never see you again after that day. But little did I know you’d be here nearly every day after. You smile that stupid, beautiful smile of yours, and you flirt around with me, and tell your little jokes. God - did you know that you have a gorgeous laugh? Seriously, it’s like music. You wear these tight clothes that make your ass look amazing - and you got my hopes up. You made me fall in love with you. I know you don’t want some useless biker-”

You got cut short due to her lips slamming into yours. Your eyes nearly fell out of your head as you tangled your fingers in her long hair, savoring every moment until she pulled away.

“I love you too, Alexander. I’ve just been desperately waiting on you to make the first move, is all.”

“I’m such an idiot,” you mumbled, pressing your lips back in to hers. 

A Man On The Run {Tig // Requested}

*Imagine you call off your wedding to runaway with Tig*

Mini - imagine.

I was struggling to write this one, and when this song came on immediately ideas popped into my head so I incorporated it with the imagine. Hope y’all like it!!

Requested by:hoooli13
Song: The Devil’s Backbone - The Civil Wars

Originally posted by allthingstiggy



“Oh Lord, Oh Lord, what have I done?
I’ve fallen in love with a man on the run.”

“C’mon, baby.” Tig pleaded with you. “This is our chance!”

“Our chance?” You asked, wide eyed. “Alexander, you’re running from the law! What kind of chance is that?”

He closed the distance between the two of you, wrapping his arms around your waist and staring down into your eyes. “A chance for us to be together, without all the damn mess that follows us in Charming. I only need to lay low for a couple of weeks, until the club sorts this shit out.”

You sighed, looking around the small church, flooded with wedding decorations. Seeing as you were the preacher’s daughter, he had set you up with a “good christian man” and practically sold you off like property. Tonight was  the wedding.

“Oh Lord, Oh Lord, what do I do?
I’ve fallen for someone who’s nothing like you
He’s raised on the edge of the devil’s backbone.”

Tig ‘s lips crashed against yours, and you couldn’t resist him, your fingers tugging at his wild hair, tangled from the wind. “So?” He asked, pulling away from you. “You gonna come with me? Or are you gonna stay here, and marry that stupid fucker your dad set up for you?”

You chuckled at his choice of words, running your fingers down his kutte.”Where are we gonna go?”

“Wherever the hell you want, baby.”

You couldn’t stop the smirk that spread across your lips. “Okay,” you whispered.

“Yeah?” He asked, smiling. You nodded and he let out a shout of happiness.You left a note for your dad and your husband to be on the altar, and Tig drove you to your house to pack a quick bag.

“Don’t care if he’s guilty, don’t care if he’s not
He’s good and he’s bad and he’s all that I’ve got.”

You let out a loud cheer as Tig’s bike passed the “Welcome To Charming” sign, lifting one hand from his waist and holding it high in the air. You had no idea where the two of you were going, or what would happen while you were there. But you couldn’t wait to find out. And even though you could already picture the shit ton of chaos you and Tig would be in when you did return to Charming; none of it bothered you. You had never felt more alive than you did in this moment.

You and your man were on the run.