Request from anon for a Jax x Reader where the reader is Unser’s daughter, and Hale keeps flirting with her so she asks Jax to pretend to be her boyfriend to get him to back off. Enjoy the smut ;)
A/N - I’ve done this a little differently to my other fake boyfriend/girlfriend imagines, as I don’t want to seem repetitive :)
“You don’t even know me. Get to know me, I promise I’ll change your mind.” You’re glad your back is turned as you roll your eyes in annoyance, not sure how long you’re going to be able to keep up the nice girl attitude for.
Turning to face the determined officer, you smile apologetically, your following answer the same as it always is. “Thanks for the offer again David, but I’m not sure things would work between us.”
“Why? Why do you always say that?” he asks, frustration heavy in his tone, his hand on your car door to stop you from leaving. “Is it because of the MC?”
“No-” You open your mouth to start denying his claims, trying to think of another reason not to go out with a dude that you just don’t find yourself attracted to, when you come up with the perfect solution. “Actually, yes. You’re completely right.”
“Listen, I know you’re close with them, but they’re bad people, (Y/N). You could do so much better.” Here he goes again, you think. Same speech as always. He doesn’t even know SAMCRO like you do, nobody does.
“Thanks for the lecture, David, but Jax asked me to be his girlfriend a couple weeks ago, and I said yes.” The pure horror on his face has you biting your lip to contain your smirk. “See you around.”
Walking into the clubhouse, you scan the room swiftly, not spotting the man you’re hoping to see. “He around, Sack?”
“In the apartments.” he responds, walking into the kitchen with a pair of rubber gloves and a plunger. You grimace, knowing Piney’s probably blocked the bog again. Shaking your head, you walk towards Jax’s residence, knocking on the closed door.
“Room service.” you call sarcastically, your voice sickly sweet. The door opens within a few seconds, Jax’s eyebrow raised, his lips turned up into a grin.
“Lucky me, though you’re slightly overdressed for the kind of ‘room service’ I’m used to.” he says, opening the door to let you in. “Wasn’t expecting to see you till’ later on.”
“I know, but I need to talk to you about a little favour so I thought I’d grace you with my wonderful company.” you tease, plonking yourself down on Jax’s bed. Shutting the door, he sits on a box in front of you, pulling his cigarettes out of his pocket.
“You can just admit you missed me, babe.” He takes a drag, your eyes capturing the way his cheeks hollow as he inhales the smoke, the action stopping your train of thought. “What do you need me for this time, Princess?“
“Are you ever going to drop that nickname? You’ve called it me for years.” He grins cheekily, the smoke parting from his pink lips as he shakes his head at you, knowing deep down you love the endearment. “Anyway-”
A knock on Jax’s door stops you, the two of you turning to see Chibs’. “Sorry to interrupt. Cops are here.”
“Could they be any further up our asses?” Jax spits rhetorically, discarding his cigarette in an ashtray on his cabinet before standing up. You follow him as he leaves the room, Chibs leading the way as the three of you head out to the front. All you’re thinking is please don’t be Hale.
You curse silently as you see the man himself standing against his police car, Jax tensing up as he sets eyes on the deputy. “You’re here so much I’m starting to think you wanna patch in.”
Hale just scowls, his eyes shifting to you as you move from behind Jax, stepping to take position between the Scot and the VP. He watches you for a moment, and you know Jax catches it as you see him look at you questioningly, a pleading look on your face as you hope he just follows your lead.
“We got a call about a guy on a motorcycle running a red light a few blocks from here.” You sigh in disbelief, having a sneaking suspicion that his visit is more out of spite than anything else. “Just here to check your plates.”
“Jesus, how bad did you piss off my dad to go from murders to speeding tickets?” you sass, folding your arms across your chest. Chibs chokes down his chuckle from next to you, taking a drag from his cig to keep down his humour.
“I’m here because it’s my job, (Y/N), to make Charming a safer place for our citizens.” You roll your eyes, nodding slowly. “Something bothering you?”
“Woah, I thought you were here for us, not for the chief’s daughter. Check your plates and you can be on your way.” Jax states protectively, not liking the way Hale is speaking to you. The officer glares in response, his hand moving to rest on the handcuffs on his belt.
“I wonder how the chief would feel if he knew what you were up to with his daughter.” Hale snaps, his whole entity dripping with jealousy. You swallow nervously, trying to hide the anxiety from your face.
Chibs laughs loudly this time, a laugh so loud with amusement that you can’t help but smile. “Jackie, you naughty boy.”
You share a look with your ‘boyfriend’, him smirking, a cocky grin spreading across his face. You let out the breath you’ve been holding in, Jax’s reaction of enjoyment rather than horror making you feel confident in your lie.
“Oh, I get it now. You’ve got a soft spot for my girl here, and you’re pissed she chose me over you.” Jax says, rolling his tongue over his lower lip smugly. “Not that you were even an option.”
“You watch your mouth, Teller.” Hale warns, his eye twitching as he steps up to Jax, the tension heavy between the two men.
“Or what?” Jax challenges, anger radiating off him in waves.
“We got a problem here, boys?” The voice of your dad cuts through the ever brewing argument, him smiling at you loving before turning his attention back to the two amped up males. “Hale, you’re not stationed to be here.“
You, Chibs and Jax watch on as Hale turns into a flushed mess, having no decent excuse for ever coming to TM in the first place - though you all know why he did.
“Thanks, dad.” You hug your father as you speak, him squeezing you tightly before leaving you to it.
“So, something you need to tell me?” Jax asks as you sit on the bench outside, embarrassment crawling up your body. “Wasn’t aware I was taken, darlin’.”
He nudges you playfully, your hands covering your face as you groan. “He’s been pestering me for weeks, figured you were the best deterrent.”
“Thanks.” Jax deadpans, a small smirk on his face as he passes you the cig, you taking a drag as you think about what to say. “Glad I could be of service, I guess.”
“Thanks for going along with it. Guess I owe you one.” You tap off the ash and pass the stick back, biting your lip anxiously. “How about I do you a favor?”
“Sweetheart, no offence but the kind of favours I’d like to have you do for me aren’t exactly innocent.” You cough, his reply completely unexpected, your core tingling involuntarily.
“Try me.” you tease, your gaze flickering to his lips for just a second, your hand coming to rest on his thigh, fingertips inching upwards.
Next thing you know, the two of you are locked at the lips, thankful that the clubhouse is empty, the others off on runs and whatever else. “How long have we got?”
“Half hour, tops.” Jax mumbles, connecting his lips back to yours, his tongue in your mouth eliciting a moan from you. “I don’t see us lasting that long to be honest, darlin’.”
You squeal as you feel yourself being lifted, the pool table becoming your seat as Jax places you on top. You rip at his flannel, the buttons scattering all over the room. Your fingers explore up and down his chiseled chest as he begins to nibble and suck at your neck, your eyes closing in pleasure as he works his way down.
“Please, Jax…” you pant, your underwear positively soaked as his tongue slips over your exposed skin. He practically growls at your pleading, him ripping himself from you as he expertly undoes his jeans, the fabric pooling at his ankles, his boxers joining the denim.
Your eyes widen as his cock stands before you, you pressing your thighs together subconsciously as the ache grows stronger. “Like what you see, Princess?”
“Don’t get too smug, Jackson, gotta see if you can fuck me well enough, first.“ His hands pull at your shorts, you lifting your ass to help assist as he rids the material from your legs. Once he’s discarded the fabric somewhere across the room, he connects his lips back to yours, lifting and squeezing your ass as he moves to you to the edge of the table.
You barely feel him move your underwear to the side before he sinks into you, a gasp leaving your lips as he nuzzles into your neck, his teeth biting at your skin as he fills you up.
You dig your nails into his biceps as he moves out of you, slamming back in deeply. He pulls back, loving the expressions you make as he fucks you so well, the little moans and gasps leaving your lips making him want to explode there and then.
“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to feel you around me, (Y/N).” You place your hands behind you to steady yourself, your pussy feeling even wetter as he talks to you. “You feel so fucking good, baby.”
“I’m so close, already. Fuck, just like that.” you whine as he hits all the right places, his strokes alternating in speed, but never lacking in power.
You rub your clit, clenching your pussy as you come, your mouth open yet nothing comes out. “That’s it, come for me, baby. Good girl.”
Jax grips the back of your neck as he speeds up his thrusts, his gaze locked on yours as he gets closer and closer to climaxing. You’re practically on fire as you feel another orgasm creeping up on you, the pure hunger in Jax’s eyes making you more sensitive than ever.
“Who knew you could take cock so well.” he whispers as he drills into you, a high pitched moan slipping from your lips. “Imagine if someone walked in right now, saw what a dirty slut you are, so desperate for me.”
His degrading words push you over the edge, a loud curse leaving you as stars fill your vision, Jax continuing to slam into you as he rides you through your high. “You gonna take my come, hm? Gonna let me fill you up like the good girl you are?”
“Yes, fuck, please Jax.” you plead desperately, your nails clawing down his stomach as he places hos forehead against your own, his eyes clenching shut as he let’s go.
He kisses you roughly as he comes inside of you, his hips gently rocking as his hot spurts shoot inside of you, your teeth sucking at his bottom lip.
He pulls out of you slowly, his juices and your own dripping from your satisfied pussy, your body feeling empty without his shaft inside of you.
Jax buckles up his pants, grabbing your shorts before lifting you up as if you weigh nothing. He carries you down the hall, just in time in fact as voices begin to fill the clubhouse.
Reaching his room, he places you down on the bed, his body crawling over yours as he moves a piece of hair from your face. “I’ve gotta go for a vote, but when I get back, we’re gonna see how sexy you look on your hands and knees.”
With that, he’s gone, leaving you shaken and hungry for more.
A/N - It’s been a whileeeeeee since I wrote some smut, but I’m so glad with how this turned out!!!! Hope you guys likeddddddd xxxx
“I grew up never meeting my father so to be able to have a child with such an amazing, funny, thoughtful and beautiful person and to know that this kid is going to have him as a dad is the best feeling in the world. I never knew what real love was until I met Gerard and now I get to love two people that much. It’s overwhelming in the best way possible.” — Lindsey Way.
Today my dad admitted himself into an inpatient program for treatment of alcoholism. This is something that he has struggled with for years and it has affected our family greatly. I’ll pray that the treatment is successful and that he overcomes this illness.
Everything started so good. This day started so good. We all were happy, we all were safe and now, nothing good was left.
I was scared but I guess this was normal in a situation like this. We were on our knees, surrounded by those men, who pointed their guns to our heads and the worst part was: All my loved ones were here and could die, everyone except Judith. My baby sister could lost her whole family right now, this thought made me sick.
“Calm down, Y/N. I am here, I won’t let anyone hurt you,” Daryl whispered, who was kneeling next to me and I tried to calm down, but it wasn’t that easy. I just was happy he was here. So many days we were separated and I had hoped to see him today again. My wish came true, but this wasn’t what I imagined.
“You can’t promise something like that,” I whispered and looked to my dad, who was next to Carl. Jesus, when I lose one of them I would die.
“Pissing our pants yet?” Scared I looked to the man, who got out of a bus and in his hand he had a fucking baseball bat, “Boy, do I have a feeling we’re getting close. It’s gonna be pee-pee pants city here real soon.” Shit. All I could thought about was that this guy here was completely crazy. He smiled like something great just happened, walked to the circle, where our people were kneeling and I knew exactly who he was. This has to be Negan. The real Negan.
“So, which of you pricks is the leader?” The man who took all our weapons pointed to my father and I closed my eyes, when the man I was fucking sure about he was Negan, walked to him. My strong father, who was my little hero my whole life, he was pale and I never saw him this scared. He wasn’t scared he might could die, no, he was scared because everyone knew we won’t make it out alive, not all of us.
“…give me your shit or I will kill you,” Negan said in a cold voice to my dad, “Today
was career day. We invested in a lot, so you would know who I am and
what I can do. You work for me now. You have shit, you give it to me.
That’s your job. Now, I know that is a mighty big, nasty pill to
swallow, but swallow it you most certainly will. You ruled the roost.
You built something. You thought you were safe. I get it. But the
word is out. You are not safe. Not even close. In fact, you are
pegged, more pegged if you don’t do what I want. And what I want is
half your shit.” He started to walk and looked at each one of us. When he was in front of me I drop my gaze. I didn’t want to look into his eyes. I didn’t want to see his face in the nightmares I have and I had many of them, every single fucking night. I saw walkers, I saw the dead and the faces of men like him, who were just crazy. Without Daryl I would have lost my mind a long time ago.
“You don’t really think that you were gonna get through this without being punished, now, did you?,” Negan asked amused and I could hear my heart breaking into pieces. He will kill us all. I looked to Maggie, one of my best friends, pregnant, she deserved so much better and now she could die and even if Negan won’t kill her or us, she might die tonight, she wasn’t in a really good settle.
“So now… I’m gonna beat the holy hell outta one of you,” he said happily and I was glad when Daryl took my hand in his one, even when his grip was painful but he tried to calm down, before he might do something stupid. I knew him very well to see that he was about to do some mistakes. Negan walked from my father to Abraham and over to Carl, who looked to this dangerous man like he was about to kill him. Jesus, my family was crazy.
“Shit kid, lighten up. At least cry a little.” Nope Carl won’t cry. My little brother had more guts than I could ever have, but I just saw so much more pain in my life. I was broken, not completely but a part of me just was broken. I was too much in my own thoughts and when Glenn screamed ‘No’ I just was confused about what happened when Negan’s men pushed him back in line. At least Negan showed mercy and didn’t kill him right now for this move.
“All right listen. Don’t any of you do that again. I will shut that shit down, no exceptions. First one’es free, it’s an emotional moment I get it,” Negan explained and in the moment he decided to sing a fucking song and chose in that way who is going to die, I closed my eyes, let my hair fall in front of my face like a curtain and tried not to cry when Negan stopped his little game “and you… are… it.” I opened my eyes, saw it was Abraham and closed my eyes again when I heard the other cry, when I heard the sound of his head squishing and I thought I’m gonna puke but I managed it. Abraham was dead. I started to cry with this thought and opened my eyes slowly, looked horrified to all the blood and how Negan stopped hitting Abraham’s head which wasn’t even a head anymore.
“Look at my dirty girl,” he laughed, meant his baseball bat Lucille he introduced earlier and I winced when Negan suddenly looked to me, “Oh sweetheart, you hid your pretty face from me and now look at you. A beauty with doll eyes.” He smiled and I had no idea what I should do. Now I looked to the man who was able to kill us all, who just killed Abraham for fun and I imagined a monster, but he was just a handsome man with the smile of the devil. I didn’t know what to do when he looked to my hand which was still clasped with Daryl’s.
“Was he a friend of yours?”, Negan asked amused and scared I look to my father, who looked like he will pass out soon.
“Y-yes,” I answered and winced even more, when he stroke a strand of my hair back and I saw that Daryl will explode in some seconds. O god we will die.
“And your name is?” “Y/N,” I said quietly and Daryl shouted: “Get the hell away from her!”
“Daryl!,” I whispered scared and Negan started to laugh.
“You worried I could find interest in your little girl? Because you are damn fucking right when she looks at me with this big fucking eyes, I just wanna take her and…” That was too much. Daryl jumped up, released my hand and hit Negan in his face. I started to scream and just felt how Michonne grabbed my arm, pushed me back, when Negan’s men took Daryl to one of his cars. Negan’s attention went to Glenn and the punishment for Daryl’s action was Glenn’s dead.
Sadie is an ‘adult’ - presumably that means she’s 18+ yrs old?
I cant tell if maybe the Connie’s VA was maybe sick that day, or if her voice is in fact getting slightly deeper - Connie’s growing up?
Aquamarine’s wand seems similar to Peridot’s enhancement fingers. This along with her tiny stature may mean she’s an era 2 gem? Similarly, she has never seen (a?) Rose Quartz, as she can’t discern the difference between Steven and his mom like Jasper and Eyeball can, and was presumably made after the Gem War.
Connie’s ringtone is the song Steven played on his phone when they first danced and fused.
Flash back to when Steven provides Peridot with the list, he names off his friends after Peridot asks if 'Stevens’ are the dominant life form on Earth - implying 'these’ are now the dominant species, and possibly why they are collecting his friends specifically.
Also in this conversation, she does in fact end transmission with “I’m reporting this!”
Aquamarine states “they want to lose another fight..” before ever fighting with the Crystal Gems. Does this mean that Homeworld doesnt regard the Earth as a loss? (or that the Diamonds just don’t tell Era 2 or lesser gems this?) (This ties into Eyeball’s conversation, where she is upset Crystal Gems are still present on Earth, and says, “it was all for nothing.”)
They were straight up gonna murder Jamie. They weren’t even subtle about it.
Onion talking with Topaz??
Going back to Aquamarine’s possibility of being an Era 2, it would explain her lack of power beyond the wand and her overcompensating arrogant nature - similar to Peridot’s.
Steven keeps alluding to the fact that if it wasn’t for Rose Quartz, the diamonds wouldn’t be targeting earth. This is untrue, as the Earth was a target before Rose Quartz was even made, and in fact is the only reason why she was made, and the only reason he is alive himself.
Similarly, Steven seems to think if he sacrifices himself, Homeworld will stop targeting Earth. This is also untrue, as Yellow Diamond is set on destroying Earth before any of the Homeworld gems even know about Rose Quartz still being alive, as the cluster has been incubating for thousands of years.
So my dad is an electrician and yesterday he was working with his co-worker in a church. The two were talking about the walking dead and my dads coworker said “man, I can’t believe Jesus is gay.” and my dad was like “wtf do you mean Jesus was gay???? i mean theres the 12 apostles but i don’t really see how you’re coming to this conclusion” (pls keep im mind that they were doing work in a catholic church) so my dads co-worker just busts out laughing and my poor father is still confused. when the guy cleared it up he started laughing too, and this is the story of when my father thought his coworker was saying jesus christ was gay.
Warnings: This is shit, please don’t read. I liked Good Boy better. Semi-violent, dubious consent(??), glove kink. Fucking on top of dead peoples ashes? While grandpa vader watches? Orgasm delay/denial. Other stuff..
Word Count: A lot. 2.7K
A/N: Ok um shit i…. This is a thing i did, idk if anyone’s done this yet.. Why does this shit turn me on??? Why couldn’t I be normal? I’d like to apologize to jesus and my dad. Also, the fucking tub of ashes is in his Vader room bc that makes more sense than a random cell.
You had been Chibs old lady for a year now. It’s 3 months until most of the Sons are out of County when Tara runs into the club house where you and Chibs are hanging out, her hair is in a mess and she holds Thomas in her arms and Abel trailing behind. “Oh, thank god. Look I need, I just need a break please, please watch them for a night.” Tara looks near tears as Chibs stands up immediately and takes Thomas, you and Abel staring at each other. “What’s wrong?” You look up to Tara as she runs her fingers through her hair. “Gemma is driving me crazy and I just. Shit, I miss Jax. Just, can you watch them for a night? Please?” Tara wipes away a tear and smiles shakily at the two of you. “No problem Tara.” Chibs answers and you try to hide the grimace. “Thank you. Mommy will get you tomorrow morning ok? You’re going to have a sleep over with Chibs and (Y/N), ok? I love you.” Tara kisses the top of both boys’ heads and thanks you again for taking them. “You keeping Mom up, little one?” Chibs rubs Thomas’ back while you and Abel continue the stare off. “Love?” “I’m not good with kids.” You whisper, keeping your voice down while not taking your eyes off of Abel. “He not going to pounce.” You can hear the smile in Chibs voice and look up quickly to glare at him. Tara runs back in to drop off their bags and Thomas’ baby carrier, waving as she runs back out. Thomas curls his head under Chibs chin and you can’t help but smile at the sight. You pull up your sleeves and hear a gasp from Abel which causes you to jump. “I like your arm.” He whispers and hides behind Chibs leg. You notice a giant giraffe being dragged behind him. “Thanks, Abel.” You look down at your black and white flower sleeve and nod towards the giraffe, “I like your stuffed animal.” He quickly hides it behind Chibs. “Alright, let’s go home, yeah?” Chibs snickers as your face becomes red. Chibs sets up the boys’ car seats while you put their stuff in the back of your car. “What’s for dinner tonight, Love?” “Shit. I mean shoot.” You quickly correct yourself when you see Abel staring at you, “well your dad is Jax so I highly doubt you’ve never heard shit before.” “My dad says Jesus Christ a lot.” Abel says. “That he does.” You smirk down at the kid. “I was just going to make salad and potatoes. Are they going to eat that?” “You and your vegan shit.” Chibs snickers. “Also, Thomas is still on milk.” “Hey, you eat the vegan shit so you don’t have to cook for yourself.” You push him as he comes closer, smiling down at you. “If he doesn’t like it, we’ll order pizza, ok?” “Mommy says pizza is bad for you.” Abel says, getting into his car seat while Chibs buckles him and Thomas in. “Well, let’s hope you like salad, huh?” “SpongeBob doesn’t like salad.” Abel mumbles. “You’re right, but you are also not a sponge under the sea, are you?” You raise your eyebrow at him and he giggles. You turn in your seat and scrunch your eyebrows at Chibs. “Was that funny?” “Aye, love. You’re doing just fine. Can you handle them for the 10-minute ride home or do I need to save you from the scary youngins?” “And let me drive your bike home?” Your face blew up into a smile that quickly turned into a glare at his laugh. “See you at home.” “Asshole.” You whisper. “Mommy says that word a lot too.” You bite your lip to keep from smiling, “I bet she does, Abel.”
You catch Abel looking at your arm again as he colors in his coloring book. Thomas is playing in his floor jungle thing that Chibs had brought from the club house. The fries are in the oven for another half hour while the three of you watch Toy Story. You pull off your sweatshirt, leaving you in a tank top and sit down next to Abel, your arm with your tattoos closest to him. “You wanna color them in?” You ask, preparing to sit back and let the kid play. “Really?” His eyes start shining as you nod. “As long as you understand that you can’t do this on random people. Only if you ask and they say yes, ok?” Chibs interferes quickly. Abel nods and gets to work, your back resting against Chibs’ leg. Soon his fingers start playing with your hair and you begin to relax.
You answer your phone as you go through the grocery, stocking up on food for the week. “Hello?” “Hey, it’s Tara.” “What’s up?” You say. You stop your cart to give full attention to the call. “Abel keeps asking me for salad the way (Y/N) makes it. I’m not entirely sure what that means.” Tara laughs over the phone. “Oh.” You smile. “I just mashed up an avocado, added garlic powder, salt, pepper, jalapenos, and lime juice for the dressing and mixed it around a bunch of chopped up romaine. Um, make sure it’s fully coating all of the leaves or else he may not like it anymore.” “That’s all you fed him for dinner?” Tara asks. “No, we had fries. Um, homemade fries. I’m actually vegan so I didn’t really have anything in the house that was like chicken tenders or something but he seemed to like it.” You chew at your nail, waiting for her to respond. “Chibs eats vegan?” Tara snorts. “Only cause he’s too lazy to make his own food when he gets home.” You laugh with her. “Yeah, that I can believe.” Tara says.
I really like all the boys’ parents (except Nat’s, but I’m sure no one likes them) and I’d like to have an episode where you have dinner with your boyfriend’s parents or just hang out with them or something, where you get to know them and they talk about how they met and they tell you embarrassing stories about your bf as a kid or something. I think that’d just be cute. Not sure what they’d do for Nat in that case, but for everyone else, I’d really like to see it.