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Mo Leannan

Chibs x Reader where Chibs stands the reader up on their one year anniversary.

A/N - Mo leannan means my love/my sweetheart in Scottish Gaelic x

Originally posted by journeyslegend

You curse under your breath, promising to what ever God is out there, that if the moron outside doesn’t stop pissing you off, you’re not going to be responsible for your actions.

A further two minutes, and the banging continues. Slamming your book shut, you make a loud noise of agitation, stomping your way over to your bedroom window and throwing it open. “Stop throwing rocks at my house, you twat!”

“I will once you let me explain!” Chibs retorts, a small stone being tossed from one hand to the other. His ass is plonked comfortably on his Harley, his sunglasses over his eyes as he looks up at you, a slight smirk on his lips at your rage.

“Come back when Hell freezes over!” you shout, slamming your window shut forcefully, the vibration rumbling through your house. You close your eyes, breathing deeply as you try to calm yourself, your body shaking with anger.

“Fucking Scottish prick.” you mumble, another small boulder bouncing on the brickwork of your place. You knew he wouldn’t give up, that you’d eventually have to go down and talk to him before he started howling Gaelic love songs, but you’d be dammed if you didn’t leave him stewing for as long as you could manage.

You see, last night was yours and Chibs’ one year anniversary of being together. You hadn’t wanted to make a big deal, knowing that things with the club were hectic. However, your idiotic yet totally romantic boyfriend had told you he was taking you to your favourite restaurant in town, so who were you to deny him?

Wanting to look and feel your absolute best, you’d spent most of the day yesterday prepping and getting ready. Your hair was perfectly curled and your makeup as flawless as could be, the red lace dress you’d brought especially for the occasion adorning your figure. If only it hadn’t gone to waste.

You’d sat in your house, waiting ever so patiently, from seven pm to eleven pm, just waiting. Nothing. No phone call, no text. Nada.

By the time you’d took all your makeup off - well, mainly cried it off - it was around one in the morning, your phone bleeping loudly just as you’d curled up into your sheets.

Only, it wasn’t your apologetic boyfriend on the phone. No, no, no. It was your highly intoxicated boyfriend, who’d rang you to tell you he was going to stop at the clubhouse, the celebrations from locking down a difficult deal interfering with his inability to drive.

After you cussed him out and told him what a complete asshole he was, you’d ended the call and somehow fell asleep, waking up this morning to thirty seven missed calls, twenty eight messages and a heavy banging on your front door.

Pulling yourself back to the present, you decide to try and distract yourself, grabbing the basket of dirty clothes from your room and trudging down the stairs.

You almost jump out of your skin when you see Chibs leaning up against your washing machine. “How many times have I told you to lock the back door, love? You never know who might get in.”

“Thanks for the lecture. Now if you don’t mind, piss off.” You move around the kitchen, completely ignoring his presence, which is easier said than done when you can feel his eyes watching your every move.

“How many times do I have to say I’m sorry?” Chibs says softly, like he knows how easily you break when he sounds so down. “I’m an idiot, I know I am-”

“You can cut the whole ‘feeling sorry for yourself’ thing, because it’s not gonna work.” He sighs deeply from behind you as you aggressively scrub your cutlery clean, your eyes threatening to cloud over out of anger and frustration.

You throw the scrubbing brush into the bowl of soapy water, turning to face the man you wish you could dislike, your fingers gripping the wooden edge of the counter. “I sat here for hours, Filip. I was so excited to spend some proper time with you, and I just waited and waited-”

You place your head in your hands as your eyelashes dampen with tears, heavy breaths leaving your mouth as you try to control your emotions. A shuffle of feet sounds in the room before you feel calloused hands on your elbows, gripping gently, attempting to move your hands away from your face.

“M'so sorry, mo leannan.“ he whispers, his expression full of guilt as you let him pull your arms down, silent teardrops slipping down your cheeks. He wipes them away carefully, his hands cradling your face. “I fucked up, but I promise I’ll spend eternity making it up to you.“

You sniffle, looking down at the floor and refusing to meet his eyes. “It feels like I never see you anymore. I don’t want to lose you.”

He shushes you quietly, as his arms wrap around you and pull you into his warmth, you letting him as you rest your head on his shoulder. “You’re not gonna lose me, lass, I’ll never let you go.”

You don’t respond, instead choosing to snuggle in further to his chest as he rocks you slightly, eventually calming you down. “How about you go run a bath? I’ll be up with a cuppa in a few.”

“Get me something stronger, please.” you ask, pulling back and resting your hands on your boyfriends chest. You smile shyly, placing a soft kiss upon Chibs’ lips. “You gonna join me? The bath is big enough for two.”

“Aye, princess. Bit of wine and a cuddle sounds perfect to me.”

A/N - Hey guys! Hope you liked this, I wrote about half of it a while back and finished it a day or so ago :) not sure whether I’m going to post a dean winchester imagine or a happy lowman one next, I’ll see how it goes :) thanks for your support!!! Xxx

Pirate AU Part 1

November 1779,

These were civilized men. Alex reminded himself the necessity of appearances, stretching his neck as the cravat itched. It would only be until he was paid…until he had what he could take from them.

Only a few weeks until he’d have what he could take.

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Killing Me

I stared at Happy, as he slept, trying to decide if I wanted to actually wake him up. Reaching for my phone, I saw it was two in the morning, biting my lip, I eased myself out of bed.

Creeping to the kitchen, I scavenged the cabinets looking for anything to cure my craving. My stomach wiggled, I smiled rubbing my stomach “I know baby, I’m looking!”

 Not finding what I wanted, I had two choices, get dressed and go get it myself, or wake up Happy. Knowing that he had to get up early, I decided to go get it myself. Going into the laundry room, got dressed, going back into the kitchen, I let out a squeal, seeing Happy standing there.

“Christ Hap, you about gave me a heart attack!”

“Where do you think you’re going?”

“The truck stop on 19, I’m craving a chili cheese burger, fried pickles, and orange juice.”

His arms crossed over his chest. “You’re not going out, it’s two am!”

“But Hap, your son is craving it.” I pouted. “I didn’t want to wake you up, because you have to get up early, so I was just going to go get it, I can take car of myself!”

“Should you really be eating that?”

I felt tears welling up in my eyes. “I know I’m a fat cow, never mind…I’ll just find something else to eat.” I turn around walking away from him.

His arms wrap around me. “Woman, you’re killing me. You’re so damn beautiful. I can’t keep my hands off you. All I meant was, I didn’t want you to get heartburn.” 

“I’m sorry baby, my hormones are all over the place…I swear I’ll be back to normal again.” I turned to face him, tears streaming down my face. He reached up, wiping the tears away.

“Go get your pjs back on, I’ll go get you your food.” His hand covering my stomach. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

THE END





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Imagine working for the club and the guys only ever seeing you in your overalls at work.They have never seen you all dolled up but Gemma has and when the club needs a bad girl that the rival gang wouldn’t recognise so she could seduce them, Gemma volunteered you. At first the guys were hesitant about it but agree because they don’t have any other choice. They doubt that your were going to look hot but once they saw you they took back every word.

Originally posted by mariamjibladze