tara in the house

anonymous asked:

' “Elena and I are bonded for life, I can’t imagine it any other way. She’s my sister, I mean, I’d die for her.” WHY. WHY. WHY. WHY BONNIE. Elena hasn’t done anything in these 13 episodes that would warrant such loyalty.' EXACTLY! What has Elena ever done in Bonnie's life (even when they were growing up) to make Bonnie feel and act this way? It'd be different if we heard or saw in flashbacks to Elena putting herself on the line for Bonnie but the show has never shown anything that Elena has done

Exactly. A phone call to talk about a boy for 30 seconds doesn’t warrant this. Like Bonnie’s neck was torn and Elena is crying and Bonnie hugs her! Give me some form of reciprocity. And details make friendships. I hate Sookie in True Blood and I never cared for her friendship with Tara but at least we get flashbacks of how Tara would run to Sookie’s house whenever her mother was drunk and abusive and when she’s older she comes in in the morning and before she asks Sookie is like yes you can take a shower here and borrow my clothes and Sookie’s grandmother cooks her breakfast, there is a sense of history there that isn’t just Sookie and Tara showing up when the other is about to die or is in harm’s way. There is no reason I see for that loyalty

Stay [Daryl Dixon x Reader]

You’ve been doing a lot of rick and younger reader fics but could you do a younger reader and Daryl fic? Like she’s 18-20 and has either been with the group since the start or could be Ron’s sister in Alexandra (whatever one is easier for you to write) and some nice dirty smut happens? Thanks and love your blog!

Here you go anon, Daryl smut as requested! Hope you enjoy! 

Originally posted by negandarylsatisfaction

Words: 2,098

Warnings: SMUT, spanking, swearing, unprotected sex

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Creepypasta #1083: The Fairy Door

Length: Long

It was a little door set into the tree. It was disguised as part of the tree, covered with bark and with a little acorn cap for a knob. It was just the smallest little door, something only a child would think to look for.

My niece Jessie tugged my hand. “Look, a little door! Let’s go see who lives there!”

I let her pull me over. The door had been placed over a little hollow in the tree, so cleverly that I couldn’t even see the hinges. Jessie opened it and made a disappointed noise when there were no fairies, just broken acorn shells.

“Nevermind that,” I told her, “why don’t you leave something for the fairies?”

I took a gum wrapper from my pocket and my eyebrow pencil and told her to write a secret message. She did, with her back turned to me, giggling the whole time. When she was finished she rolled it up real tight like a scroll and we stuck it in the knothole.

Jessie went to one of those new-age schools where they were all about the wonder of nature in this hippy-dippy druid kind of way, so we walked at this park near the river a lot. I figured one of the teachers or maybe a parent had made the door, and maybe they’d talk about it in school.

I was going to tell my sister-in-law Tara about it when we got to her house, but she started off the minute she opened the door.

“Jessi-ca,” she said. The way she said my niece’s name, emphasizing the last syllable, always made me want to flap my arms and go ‘caw caw caw.’ “Mr. Gold hasn’t been fed yet. Do you think he’s been lonely waiting for you to get home?”

My sister-in-law never yelled at my niece, but the way she talked to her, I almost think yelling would be an improvement.

Jessie waved bye as she went inside. I said an awkward goodbye to Tara, who closed the door before I even finished speaking.

I forgot all about the door until the next day. I walked to pick up Jessie and saw her giggling with her friends in a pack.

“Can we go see the fairy door?” she asked when I drew closer.

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Kiss [Rick Grimes x Reader]

This is for @eurusholmmes who requested a Rick Grimes kissing imagine! This one kind of got away from me, but I really hope you enjoy it! Sorry it took so long!

Originally posted by saviorswaan

Words: 3,500

Summary: The course of you and Rick’s relationship told through the kisses you share. 

Warnings: Fluff, Angst, Sadness, pretty much everything you can think of

A/N: I am so proud of this; this is like my 9th symphony. I hope you all enjoy.

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prompt 45 and 48 with daryl, please? <3 - @dxsturbxa


#45- “Stop trying to push me away!”

#48- “I’d fucking die for you.”

TWD prompts.

Today’s going to be a complicated day. I don’t know how I know that, but I do. It’ll be stressful and trying and exhausting. Thankfully, I have the motivation to actually get out of bed and be somewhat helpful, so I decide to do exactly that. I get up, get ready, head out of the door and then over to Rick’s place. 

It’s a sweltering day in Alexandria, beads of sweat start forming along my hairline and my entire body begins to heat up. I quickly tie my hair up to get some air to the back of my neck, but to know success.

I jog up the stairs to Rick’s house, already noticing Michonne and Tara through the window. I knock on the door a couple of times before the door swings open and Daryl appears before me.

“Hey,” I smile politely. “You coming today?” I ask, referring to the run that Rick and I organized.

“Yep.” Daryl grumbles and moves aside to let me in.

Daryl’s been acting… off with me lately. He’s been completely blanking me and anytime I attempt to start a conversation with him, all I receive are blunt, one-word answers.

I concede in trying to talk to him and walk past the threshold of the doors and then into the lounge where I find Rick, Michonne, Rosita, Glenn, Aaron, Tara, Sasha and Abraham.

“Hey Y/N, you all set?” Rick asks.

“Pretty much,” I reply, checking that my gun and knife are attached to my belt. Rick nods and lets me take the lead. “Okay, this should only take us a couple of hours. We go to town, grab what we need and we go. Quick, simple, easy. That good with everyone?” I announce.

“Sounds good to me.” Glenn nods, relatively satisfied. Everyone nods along with Glenn in agreement, causing a me to grin from ear to ear. Everyone but Daryl, who’s still sulking against the door frame. I roll my eyes and ignore his petty attitude, my mind purely focused on out main objective.

I don’t know why he’s been acting like this. Daryl and I used to be so close. We’d go on runs together, keep watch together and we’d always hang around my house. But one day, he just kind of switched and he hasn’t been the same with me since. I miss him, I really do, but every time I ask him what’s wrong, he ignores me. I just wish I knew what I did wrong, then maybe I could fix it. The not-knowing is killing me.

When we arrive into town, we all split off into pairs and head in different stores, but before we can initiate pairs, everyone does their own thing without discussion. Rick heads off with Michonne, Glenn pairs up with Tara, Aaron and Rosita run towards the west side of the town, and Sasha and Abraham walk off together leaving Daryl and I completely alone. We stand in place awkwardly for countless moments before I head south. Daryl catches up and walks beside me with his crossbow at the ready, still not uttering a word. I spot a grocery store and head in that direction, Daryl immediately copying my path. I quietly open the door, gingerly stepping over some fallen items. I search the aisles and throw whatever canned good I can find into my backpack, all in complete silence. Daryl barges past me and grabs a load of random items and tosses them in his bag, but is caught off guard when a walker falls threw the damp ceiling and directly on top of him.

“Daryl!” I cry out and shoot at the walker, not hesitating to rush over. The grumbles die down and the geek goes limp, letting Daryl push it off of him. “You okay?” I ask, kneeling down beside him and checking him for wounds.

“Yeah… thanks, I guess.” Daryl pants.

“You’re not hurt or anything?” I panic, pulling off his vest to find and bites or scratches.

“I’m fine…” He sighs.

“Are you sure? It looked like-”

“I said I’m fine!” Daryl snaps.

I scoff and and sit back onto my heels, staring at him with utter disbelief.

“What?” He asks after a while.

Stop trying to push me away!” I yell.

Daryl lets out a deep breath as his head falls back against the floor. His eyes close for a few seconds before he stands up again and begins to walk out.

“Are you fucking kidding me, Daryl!?” I shout, following him as he storms out.

“Shut up. You’re gonna attract unwanted attention.” He hisses, turning around.

“Talk to me, Daryl! Stop avoiding me and just say something! What did I do wrong!?” 

“Can this wait? You couldn’t have picked a worse time.” He mumbles and walks away.

Run after him. Make him tell you. Run after him. Make him tell you.

I can’t. I’m frozen. Petrified, even. Scared that if I ask him once more, he won’t be delicate with telling me what I’ve done and I might lose him for good. I’d take one-word answers over nothing. That’s better… right? I stressfully run a hand through my hair and sulk off outside and get back to where I left the others. We rejoin and take inventory, then getting back in the trucks. I remain quiet the whole ride back to Alexandria, even when I notice Rick and Glenn looking back at me worriedly. Sasha, who’s been sat next to me the whole time, lovingly rubs my arm and flashes a warm smile when I look over to her. She knows not to ask, but to just… be there.

Finally, we return home and I take a long, well-earned shower, trying to wash away the thoughts that Daryl left. All I’m able to feel is hurt and confusion as to where it all went wrong. It’s like he just woke up one morning and decided that I no longer mattered.

I lay on my bed in a sullen silence, desperately trying to think of anything other that Daryl. I begin to think that I can concentrate on something else when I hear a knock at my door, but when I reach it, I can already tell who it is by the silhouette on the other side of the distorted glass.

“Hey,” I sigh, opening the door. “What’s up, Daryl?”

He shuffles awkwardly and coughs out something inaudible.

“What?” I raise an eyebrow, too tired to care if I’m being rude or not.

“We need to talk.” Daryl states and pushes past me.

“Come on in.” I say sarcastically.

I shut the door and head into the lounge, where Daryl is pacing nervously.

“So, you going to tell me why you’ve been avoiding me?” I ask, leaning against the door frame.

“Yeah… probably ain’t a good enough reason, but I might as well tell you ‘cause you don’t deserve the way I’ve been treatin’ you.”

My heart breaks at his clear sincerity and I walk over to him and wrap my arms around his waist. He takes a while to respond, but hugs me back after a few moments. I release after a while and gaze up at him.

“I’ve been pushin’ you away because… I’m… I’m afraid.” Daryl admits.

“Of what?” I ask softly.

“Loving you,” he blurts out, making my heart skip a beat. We got so close and I started to get all these feelings and it scared the shit out of me. Then, I realized… if we were ever in trouble or under attack, I wouldn’t even think about protecting anyone else but you. Hell, I’d fucking die for you, Y/N.”

I stand absolutely still, not able to comprehend everything I’ve just heard. My mouth opens to say something, but my vocabulary isn’t wide enough to justify a reply.  Before I can even think about it, my hand snakes to the back of his neck and I pull his lips against mine. His hands travel down to my hips and he pulls me closer, eliminating any space that was between us beforehand.

We pull away from each other and he rests his forehead against mine as we both catch our breath.

“You don’t need to worry, Daryl. II know that if anything ever happened, you’d be the first out of the door to protect anyone you could. That’s just the type of guy you are. Everyone has each other’s backs. But you really do have everyone’s best interest at heart even if you don’t act like it sometimes.” I tell him in all honesty.

Daryl looks down into my eyes and his lips curve into a small smile.

“You’re somethin’ special, y’know that, Darlin’?”

“I could say the same.” I smile, grateful that I finally have Daryl back.

#8 - The Floor is Lava- w/Chibs

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It had been a rough day for the club. With most of the guys in Stockton, everyone else was spread thin between running the garage and keeping up with club business. Chibs was trying his best to keep everything running and making sure everyone else was safe and taken care of. He was thankful that he had Y/n and Lyla to help him check in on Tara and Gemma. 

After locking up the garage, Chibs started up his bike and checked his phone. He had a few messages from Y/n saying she would be going over to Gemma’s house, then Tara and Lyla would be joining her there.

Chibs entered the house and was astonished at the sight before him. The couches had been moved toward the walls and pillows from the sofa and chairs were strewn across the living room floor, branching off toward the bedrooms and then towards the kitchen area. Lyla and Tara were each on a chair in the middle, Gemma was perched on the arm of one of the couches, and the children were scattered between.

“And what are ya all doin here?” Chibs stood in the doorway, his hands on his hips as he overlooked the scene, “And where is Y/n?”

Tara and Lyla began laughing and pointing toward the kitchen. When Chibs turned, he couldn’t believe his sight. There was Y/n, currently frozen with one foot on a chair and the other was on the table, where snacks and drinks had been spread out. “Oh hey!” Y/n smiled wide as she finished her way onto the table and began tossing snacks at the others.

“Is someone going to tell me what’s going on?”

Gemma joined the laughter as she caught a bottle of water. “Isn’t it obvious Chibs?”

“Yea, the floor is lava! Duh!” Y/n and Tara screamed out happily. Ellie and Kenny helped Piper onto the couch with Gemma then motioned for Chibs to join them. “Come one Uncle Chibs!” “Don’t touch the lava floor!”

“Oh, what the hell!” Chibs quickly pushed his boots off and hung his kutte and holster before jumping onto the nearest chair. The women and children cheered as he jumped his way across the pillows and toward the table where Y/n was still sitting. “So nice of you to join us.”
“Aye, but what started all of this?” Chibs smiled as he grabbed a bottle of water from the table.

“Figured with everything going on, they needed to do something to take their mind off everything. No one has really smiled or laughed in months. They needed this. Nothing to take your mind off things like a game of Lava Floor!”

I’m not good at this...

Originally posted by lets-sell-0ur-shit-and-runaway

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.


Favorite Leverage moments from rewatch 1,867 (or something like that) end of season 2:

-Eliot “I don’t do that anymore” Spencer being willing to kill the fake psychic who made Parker cry.

-Eliot trying so hard not to smile while Hardison does his over-the-top cop routine with the officer at Bonnano’s house.

-Tara laughing at Eliot and Hardison doing their special handshake over Eliot getting a sandwich named after him.  She’s always exasperated with Nate, but she kind of loves the rest of the team.


- Super Defensive Nate softening instantly when an upset Parker tells him to “Be Nathan Ford!”


a few of my favorite INFJs

“they tend to see helping others as their purpose in life, but their real passion is to get to the heart of the issue so that people need not be rescued at all”

Gandalf • Elizabeth Bennet • Jinora • Dr. James Wilson • Dumbledore • Sailor Saturn • Atticus Finch • Rose DeWitt Bukater • Tara Maclay • Rafiki 

Masterlist (Oneshots and twoshots)


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

You’re Jax’s sister and a member and the club finds out you’re with Juice

You’re Jax’s sister and sneaking around with Juice but you end up pregnant

Juice cheats on you and tries to make it up to you

You’re Opie’s sister and Juice gets protective of you after he dies

You ask Happy to be your maid of honor when you marry juice

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. 

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)

You’re a physical therapist and give Juice a little more than just his everyday massage **Sexual content**

It’s hard to keep your relationship with Happy a secret when your cousin is Happy Lowman

Imagine based off of Marilyn by G-eazy **warning for cheating**


Jax cheats on you

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

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

You get into a fight with Jax and find out that he lied about where he slept that night 

After leaving Charming due to Opie’s infidelity, you find a new you and also find Jax in a new light 

Threesome with Jax and Opie **Sexual content**


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

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.

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


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

You go to Gemma for advice on your relationship with Tig

You reminisce with Tig on your relationship

You’re Clay’s daughter and he finds out you’ve been messing around with Tig

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

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.

You’re Tig’s daughter and love Kozik. Tig tries to protect you and forbids it.

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 **Sexual content**

You surprise Tig in the bedroom after his shower wearing only his cut


You wake up Happy with some TLC **Sexual Content*

Happy dumps you then gets jealous when he sees you with another man

Happy refuses to leave your side while you’re in the hospital

Happy Takes you home to meet his family for Christmas

You spend your first Christmas with Happy

You ask Happy to be your maid of honor when you marry juice

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

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

You’re Hap’s Old Lady and he goes with you to your monthly check up for your baby

You and happy are cuddling in bed after sex and he asks you to get his crow


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

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

You’re Tig’s daughter and love Kozik. Tig tries to protect you and forbids it.

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.

You and Kozik’s nightly routine


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

You try to play hard to get with Opie but he’d the one that gets you**some sexual content**

Half Sack

Sack is nervous about the club meeting you.


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


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

You’re Jax’s sister, Juice’s fiancé and in the MC when you find out Gemma & Clay’s roles in Johns death

Stress from school is getting to you and Mama Gemma is there for you

What happens when you’re JT’s daughter and you overhear what Gem and Clay did 

David Hale has always had a crush on you but Tig and the club make sure he knows that’s as far as it will go 

rorysummersblog  asked:

Since I recently saw a post that there was a plan to bring Tara back from the dead exactly a year after her death, because Buffy made a wish. So, Headcanon: Tara comes back at the beginning of Empty Places. What would happen from the beginning of the episode to the end? :)

ohh, an intriguing question.
for those of you who don’t know the rumor, i found this explanation on buffy-boards.com:

While speaking at the Wizard World Chicago Convention in August 2004, Joss Whedon claimed that he had planned to bring Tara back from the dead at the end of Season Seven. According to Whedon, the episode would have centered around Buffy being granted one “life-altering” wish. Buffy would have spent the whole episode trying to decide what she wanted to do with the wish (including, possibly, restoring Angel’s humanity). The episode would have ended with Buffy telling Willow that she’d just gotten a great new pair of shoes, and when Willow asked her if she used up her wish on new shoes, Buffy would have said, “No, silly!” and stepped aside to reveal Tara. This plan was abandoned when Amber Benson was unavailable for filming. At the 2007 Comic-Con, he referred to this idea as well.

with that, let’s say the events of this missing episode come between dirty girls and empty places, while willow’s off restoring angel’s soul on ats. so the tara reveal happens right before the beginning of ep - 

  • we open on the same scene, willow all flabbergasted and frozen in place
  • and of course tara, because she’s so soft and nice and good at reading people, would be hanging back. not making the first move because she knows willow needs to process.
  • and then that’s when kennedy would walk in on this stand off and be like “oh willow! you’re back! the basement is currently empty so now would be the prime time to…okay i’m missing something here. what’s up?”
  • willow, too freaked out to explain, would just run from the room leaving everyone confused and concerned.
  • tara, of course, read the chemistry between willow and kennedy and she starts getting twitchy ‘cause, like, what if she doesn’t belong here? she did once, but coming back from the dead is kind of a big deal and it changes things. so…should she go?
  • and buffy picks up on her sudden discomfort so she’s like. “hey, this is big. we just need to give her some time. besides, i know someone who’s gonna flip out when she sees you’re back.”
  • they find dawn in the dining room reading some hefty tome (she’s the one that finds the clue about that one monastery or whatever and sends spike and andrew off on their mission) and of course as soon as she looks up and sees tara she goes super white and is like oh no the first!
  • but then buffy’s like. “trust me on this. try to give her a hug.”
  • and dawn’s like…weird…but she does it bc…what if tara is actually back??
  • as soon as she touches her, dawn’s jumping up and down - squealing and crying and fussing “it’s you it’s really you!! how? when? you know what, i don’t even care!! it’s you it’s you it’s you!!!!!”
  • so dawn spends the next several hours parading her around the house and being like “everyone this is tara. she’s a super cool witch and she makes the best pancakes and gives the best hugs” and just. on and on and on about how wonderful tara is
  • which, of course, tara appreciates. but it’s also kinda exhausting
  • in the middle of the night, after the excitement’s died down, tara goes into the backyard. and she finds buffy there, trying to have a moment alone
  • and tara tries to leave, but buffy insists that tara’s presence is the opposite of intrusive. so they sit together.
  • finally, tara breaks the silence to ask, “so the atmosphere is pretty heavy here. are we really up against something that bad?”
  • and buffy just kinda starts spewing out all her problems - xander’s injured, caleb’s on the loose, she has to lead an army of innocent girls without superpowers into a death trap etc. etc.
  • and tara’s so attentive and so kind that buffy starts to feel a little better about everything…even though she knows nothing’s changed
  • so then buffy asks tara how her first day back on earth was. and tara says that she kinda overwhelmed…not really sure how to process everything.
  • and there’d be this beautiful, parallel moment to their scene in the body where buffy says exactly what tara needs to hear – offers her empathy and profound connection. 
  • cut to the next morning where tara’s making breakfast for everyone with dawn and amanda’s help and like. it’s really tentative at first, but it seems like tara’s presence is like a balm on the vineyard tension. morale is slowly, barely starting to be repaired.
  • willow returns, and she and tara share this intense no-words moment, where they’re building up to something, trying to find the words, but then willow just ends up bursting into tears because she’d thought she’d lost tara forever!! and they hug and it’s an intimate but very unsure moment.
  • and then xander comes home and it’ not happy, per se, but he’s his usual buffoonish self, and that helps everyone take things less seriously.
  • buffy watches his ‘welcome home’ party off to the side though, not really feeling like she has a right to jump in because she blames herself for him having to be in the hospital in the first place
  • so she takes a walk and runs into caleb and he says whatever the thing he says that makes buffy want to go back to the vineyard
  • they fight. buffy escapes him in the nick of time and returns home.
  • instead of announcing her theory about something important being guarded at the vineyard to everyone, she pulls aside xander, willow, tara, and dawn.
  • of course they still react pretty harshly against the idea, but buffy’s like ‘i know it’s risky but i know i’m right! we need to get in there!!’
  • and everyone’s like “buff we’re gonna die if we go back!!” fighty fight fight
  • but then tara pipes up and she’s like “okay, buffy usually knows her stuff, so let’s say she’s right and there’s something to be retrieved from this vineyard. what do we need in order to make a raid possible’
  • and willow and dawn kinda hem and haw but ultimately they’re like…more info wouldn’t hurt – about what we’re looking for or what the preacher’s weaknesses are??
  • and that’s when spike gets back with andrew and they provide the more info and the episode ends with buffy being like. “alright then it’s settled. i’m going back in. but this time? i go alone.”

sleepover weekend

The Fellowship's Hogwarts Houses

[I’m going to make this a separate post I’m on an old version of the app that’s not letting me reblog asks]

[Someone’s been flicking through our blogs… forgive me if this becomes a super long post discussing personalities and events possibly with direct quotes that last forever and whatnot ��]

Frodo: Ravenclaw. He literally never stops asking questions. The entire time. Questions. At one point, he asks Gandalf, “What news of the outside world? Tell me everything.” And Gandalf’s response is, “Everything? You are far too eager and curious for a Hobbit. Most unnatural.” At the start of the series, he’s shown to be a great deal like Bilbo, in that he is always reading. Frodo is forever thinking, which can confuse Pippin a little, “And now leave me in peace for a bit! I do not want to answer a string of questions while I am eating! I want to think!” His curiosity does not end once the Ring begins to corrupt him, but he does become more understanding. When Gollum tries to steal the ring, and Frodo is advised against trusting him by Sam, Frodo is very reliant on his own intellect, almost to a fault. While his judge of character in the past may have been pretty good (such as with Boromir, “I know what you would say, and it would seem like wisdom, but for the warning in my heart”), it isn’t always as perfect as he may think, such as when he offers the Ring to Galadriel. But still he relies on it, and values it above all else. I think he’s definitely a Ravenclaw.

Samwise (may I just say I hate his name because it literally means halfwit and he’s anything but): Hufflepuff. “Don’t leave me here alone. It’s your Sam calling. Don’t go where I can’t follow.” If Sam isn’t the epitome of undying loyalty, I don’t know what is. His pure faith and trust in Frodo is undiminishing. He’s loyal to a fault, and he knows full well that this endeavour could easily get him killed, “If you don’t come back, sir, then I shan’t, that’s certain,” and still he chooses to stay by Frodo. When Frodo tries to leave the Fellowship, Sam knows exactly what Frodo’s doing, chases after him, and wades into deep waters even though he knows he can’t swim, trusting Frodo with his life. If Sam isn’t Hufflepuff, then I don’t know who is.

Meriadoc & Peregrine (same sorting): Gryfferin. These little shits (and I say it in the most affectionate way possible) are both incredibly brave and chivalrous and still cunning as characters can get. Remember at the start of The Fellowship of the Ring when Frodo’s being an angsty baby and they’re just, “something’s up” and literally get Sam (Sam being… not worried… concerned (sorry not sorry for the Night Vale reference) about Frodo) to spy on Frodo for them so they can figure it out and when they do they’re not even afraid they’re just, “hey we’re coming too” and they completely ignore everything Frodo (angsty Frodo) is saying about certain death and whatnot. And then they completely defy the rules about the “secret” meeting (they figured Frodo was up to something yet again) and spy anyway and just burst out out of the bushes the second they know they’re going to Mordor and oml they display both the traits of Slytherin and Gryffindor. Fight me on this.

Legolas*: Slytherdor. This little shit (and I’ve done it again) is literally one of the most resourceful characters. He pulls the orc arrows from literally everywhere (probably Boromir’s dead body too fight me) even though they’re not so great and fixes them up and reuses them literally every time he runs out of arrows and all the time he’s making no big deal about it. Like a Slytherin, his loyalty does not extend to literally everyone the way a Hufflepuff’s does, and, once his loyalty’s earnt (see Frodo being brave enough to take the Rings to Mordor even when everyone bigger and stronger than him is fighting over that responsibility, admiration for Sam’s undying loyalty, the pure cunning and positivity of Merry and Pippin, Gimli being kind and brave and then being accepted by Galadriel with the strand of hair thing, also Gimli surviving Helm’s Deep and beating him in death count (Legolas accepts this entirely in the books because he’s so glad to see Gimli alive), Aragorn’s heritage and bravery and leadership, I could go on) being so completely loyal he’d kill anyone who harmed them with zero hesitation possibly even if it wasn’t an enemy (see Éomer). He’s also really super brave (fight me) and he values this to no end. Legolas is definitely Slytherdor.

Gimli: Gryffinpuff. “Faithless is he that says farewell when the road darkens.” He’s incredibly brave and fiercely loyal to the just cause. Galadriel and Legolas both trust him. Two elves. Elves hate dwarves and dwarves hate them in turn but here we see Gimli defying those roles because he believes it is what is right. Isn’t that terribly Gryffinpuff?

Aragorn: Gryffindor.First off, if there’s anything he’s not, it’s Slytherin. He could so easily have gained so much power (kingship and the Ring) and yet he turned it down without a second thought (granted he wound up being King anyway) despite him being resourceful (being a ranger and all). He’s not Hufflepuff, either. His loyalty is something to be earnt. Perhaps he’s not Ravenclaw either, simply because he is primarily brave, chivalrous, and just and those are hid defining traits and those are what make him a great leader and eventually a great king. Nothing he does makes me doubt for a second he’s anything but Gryffindor.

Boromir: Gryfferin. “Warning? Against what? We are all afraid, Frodo. But to let that fear drive us to destroy what hope we have… don’t you see? That is madness!” I think Boromir is, like Merry and Pippin, Gryfferin. Primarily, he’s clearly Gryffindor, though his type of bravery and justice is different to his brother’s. His sense of bravery is that of the one wielding the power, and the ambition to come into power is a Slytherin trait. His leadership is Gryffindor in that he feels it his duty to defend his people and he feels the best way to do that is with power, and therefore with the Ring. And he’s prepared to sacrifice anything for it (dramatic music plays).

Gandalf: Gryffinclaw. His logic is unparalleled and he only ever uses it for just causes. Better than most Gryffindors is his understanding of justice and what is right and we see this when he explains to Frodo why Bilbo’s decision to spare Gollum’s life was a good one, “ Pity? It was pity that stayed Bilbo’s hand. Many that live deserve death. Some that die deserve life. Can you give it to them, Frodo? Do not be too eager to deal out death in judgment. Even the very wise cannot see all ends. My heart tells me that Gollum has some part to play yet, for good or ill before this is over. The pity of Bilbo may rule the fate of many.” He sacrifices himself to save the Fellowship, the one power doing anything at that time to stop Sauron, in the hope that maybe, just maybe, they could make it. That’s a very Gryffindor thing to do.

This turned out to be a 1226 word essay. Sorry.

~ Tara (Slytherin)

* Legolas’ house may be slightly biased I love him.

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Imagine sneaking around with Juice and being caught by Abel. You bribe him not to say anything but at a family dinner he rats you guys out because Juice didn’t sit next to you at the table.

You shouldn’t be doing this, you thought as you waited for Juice to pull up. You were meant to be babysitting Abel for the night, not calling Juice over to Jax’s house, in the middle of the night, for yet another secret hook-up.

You had known Tara for years; when you first met her the two of you became the best of friends. She let you move into the spare room in her house, but soon after she moved out and in with her now-husband, Jax. You still lived in that little house and Tara was still your best friend, except now you were also her babysitter.

For a little while, Tara had purposely kept you from meeting the Club. She warned you away from them, said she didn’t want you to get messed up in that life (and that it was too late for her to leave it) and while you couldn’t help but think it a little hypocritical of her, you left the subject alone. Until one day, a couple of the guys came around to Jax’s house while you were over, Gemma and Clay invited you to the Club dinner and that’s when you met the rest of the guys…and Juice.

You didn’t actually speak to Juice that first night, but after that you started to spend more and more time at the Club and more and more time sharing flirtatious glances and lingering touches with the Puerto Rican biker. At one of the family dinners, after you’d had too much to drink and Jax and Tara had already left, Juice offered to drive you home. You accepted his offer with a grateful smile and a hammering heart, and then, as you were saying goodnight, he leaned over and kissed you. And then, you invited him inside. And then, nearly every night afterwards, he came around.

You never told Tara about it, as much as you wanted to, because you were afraid of how she would react and you weren’t going to lose your friend over some guy (that you may or may not have feelings for).

So, that’s how you ended up in the situation you were in now; at Jax and Tara’s house, watching Abel for the night while they had a romantic night at Piney’s cabin, and waiting for Juice to come around. Was it irresponsible? Yes. Was it exciting? Yes.

Your heart nearly leapt out of your chest when the doorbell rang. You ran to the door and swung it open with so much force you were afraid you would rip it off it’s hinges.

“Hey-” he started, a wide grin on his face, but you cut him off with a kiss.

“Shhh,” you whispered against his lips, “We can’t wake up Abel.”

“Well you better keep me quiet then.” He said and reclaimed your lips in a kiss.

Lips still attached, you headed backward to the living room. Juice gently kicked the door and it closed behind him with a soft click. He let his hands rest on your hips as he guided you towards the sofa until you felt it hit the back of your knees and you fell back onto it with an ungraceful thud. You groaned and rubbed the back of your head, Juice just laughed.

“Shut up,” you mumbled, your cheeks flushed, but didn’t give him a chance to answer as you yanked him down by his kutte and into a kiss.

Juice’s hands toyed with the hem of your shirt. It wasn’t until you let out a soft moan that he slid his warm, rough hands under the thin material and started rubbing soothing circles on your back. You locked your ankles around his waist, keeping him firmly in place. The weight of him on top of you felt so good and you couldn’t help but-

“Juice?” You heard a small voice say and immediately jumped up, shoving Juice off of you and the couch and nearly head-butting him in the process. You turned to the source of the noise and saw Abel standing in the hallway. “What are you doing here? And why are you kissing mummy’s friend?”

“He wasn’t!” you quickly protested. “Juicey here, was just…uh…helping me out with…something?”

You slumped in your seat; you sucked at lying, especially when caught off guard.

That’s what I get for having a secret relationship.’ You thought with a sigh.

Abel seemed to completely ignore you and looked straight at Juice, his brows furrowed in a frown that would be intimidating if he wasn’t still so small.

“Why were you kissing her?” he repeated.

Small, but not stupid.

“I, uh,” Juice rubbed the back of his neck nervously. “We, um…I just…she’s pretty?”

You elbowed Juice in the ribs lightly and shot him an incredulous look.

Not helping!” you whispered. “Abel, look,” you bent down to his height and crawled toward him on your knees, a big smile on your face, “what do you say I let you stay up, we can watch Happy Feet and you don’t tell mommy and daddy about this?”

For a moment, Abel just stared at you in silence. He glanced at Juice and then back over to you before asking; “Can I have ice cream with sprinkles too?”

You let out an internal sigh, happy to be in the clear with Abel, and nodded. “You can have whatever you want sweetie, as long as you don’t tell anyone that Juice was here.”

Abel smiled and headed past you to the couch. You stood up and turned to Juice.

“So…” Juice started, a small smile on his face. “That was a close one.”

You huffed a laugh. “No kidding; too close, I think. You should probably leave.”

“Good idea,” he agreed. “Will I see you tomorrow?”

“Yeah, I’ll be at the family dinner tomorrow.” You told him.

“I know but I meant afterwards,” his (absolutely breathtaking, not that you’d admit that out loud) smile widened and, for a moment, your knees went weak. “Can I come to your place after dinner?“

You hesitated for a moment; you knew you had done a stupid thing by inviting him over while you were babysitting, not to mention you got caught! Still, there was something about Juice that you could never refuse.

A small smile played at your lips and you nodded, looking up at him through your lashes. He broke out into that goofy smile that you loved so much and swept down to capture your lips in a brief kiss before he was making his way out the door.

You heard the rev of his engine and your heart hammered in your chest, already excited for tomorrow night. You took a second to compose yourself (and wipe the giddy smile off of your face) before making your way back to Abel to fulfil your end of the bargain.

“So, Happy Feet and ice cream?”


“Heya Gem,” you greeted Gemma, letting her pull you into a hug. “Need any help in the kitchen?”

“Nah,” she shook her head and waved you off. “Everything’s almost done anyway. You can just head on in, the guys are all in the living room. Tara and Lyla are in there too,”

“Okay, well, gimme a yell if you need me,” you told her and headed for the living room, already looking forward to seeing Juice…and your other friends, of course.

All of a sudden there was a hand around your arm and you were being yanked out of the hall and into a dark room.

“What the-” you exclaimed and, out of reflex more than anything, your arm swung back, prepared to strike whoever it was that grabbed you but you were stopped mid-swing by a hand catching your forearm and the light flicking on.

Juice chuckled softly, using his grip on your arm to pull your body flush against his own. You let out a shaky breath and rolled your eyes.

“What the fuck, Juice? I nearly hit you!

Juice shrugged, sliding a hand around your waist and down to rest on the curve of your denim-covered ass. “You know I can be into that,”

Choosing to ignore his last comment (and the blush it caused to rise to your cheeks) you continued; “And what are you doing dragging me into a…a bathroom?”

“What do you think, baby?” he whispered close to your ear. The hand on your ass squeezed softly and he brought your earlobe between his teeth, tugging gently. “I was going to grab another beer when I saw Gemma answering the door. I hoped it was you, so I hung back. I saw those shorts and I just…I couldn’t wait. The bathroom was the closest place we could be alone.”

His mouth found your neck, kissing softly and biting lightly so not to leave any marks but still let you know that you were his.

“Everyone is out there, we could get caught!” you argued, yet made no move to push him away.

Juice’s eyes left your face, but his arms held you close. “Maybe I want us to get caught. Maybe I want everyone to know. Maybe I-”

“Juan!” you interrupted, his head snapped back up to meet your eyes. “Stop with the ‘maybe’. You do or you don’t,”

“I do. I want to come clean about us because it’s not just sex to me anymore. I want to be with you, in the open.”

Your arms wound around his neck so you could pull him down for a kiss. It was all tongue and teeth, but it was sweet and somehow that kiss managed to say everything you couldn’t find the words for.

“I want that too, but not tonight. I want Tara to hear it from me, privately, and I don’t want to ruin Gemma’s dinner if this goes south,” you said. He nodded, the smile never leaving his face. “Now, let’s get back out there. Think you can keep your hands to yourself until later? I promise I’ll make it worth your while when we’re back at my place,”

Juice laughed, the sound like music to your ears.

“Only if that’s a promise,” he responded, punctuating the sentence with a smack to your rear.

By the time the two of you left the bathroom everyone was gathering at the table. No one noticed your absence and if they did, no one mentioned it.

You took the spare seat beside Tara and watched from the corner of your eye as Juice took a seat across the table from you.

A small tap on your shoulder distracted you from the conversation you were having with Tara. You looked around but saw no one, until they tapped again and you saw that it was Abel trying to get your attention.

“What’s up baby boy?” you asked him, shuffling over to the next seat and gesturing for Abel to take the one you were just in. He climbed onto the chair with a little help from Tara, who was watching the exchange closely.

“Why aren’t you sitting with Juice?” he asked. You didn’t miss the way Tara and Jax’s faces twisted in confusion, or the way Juice had stopped talking and had trained his eyes on you.

“What are you talking about, baby? Why do you think I would be sitting with Juice?” you asked with a small laugh, glancing around the table.

“I saw you go in the bathroom. Was he kissing you again? My mommy and daddy kiss a lot too and they sit together so you should sit with Juice,”

The chatter at the table silenced and all eyes were on you and Juice. Tara’s eyebrows shot up and if looks could kill you’d be nothing but a corpse right now.

“I don’t know what you mean, Abel,” you said, wanting nothing more than to disappear.

“Yes you do! You and Juice were kissing and Juice said you’re pretty! Remember Juice?” he exclaimed, turning to the man from Queens.

“I, uh…I…” Juice stammered awkwardly, looking around the table before his eyes finally landed on you. “Yeah, I do remember that,”

“Juice!” you snapped and suddenly wished that looks could kill.

“What? It’d be pointless to deny it tonight and then come out with it later,” he said and you knew he was right. You shot Juice a smile and he announced; “We’re together. We’ve been seeing each other for a little while now and it’s getting serious. I want her to be my old lady someday,” he said the last part to you and you had to blink back the tears that welled in your eyes. You had no idea that Juice felt that way, but you were so glad that he did.

“Why didn’t you tell us sooner?” Jax asked, eyeing Juice closely.

“Because it was private. It was about us; it didn’t involve the club, not yet,” Juice stood from his seat and made his way over to you while the others watched on. He held out a hand to you, waiting for you to take it. “I know it’s rude, but I kinda just want to spend some time with you right now. Wanna get out of here?”

You took his hand without a second thought. Hand in hand, you practically ran to Juice’s Dyna, leaving the rest of the club and your friends in the wake of your bombshell but you would deal with that problem tomorrow. Everyone knew about the two of you now and it felt good; for the first time in a long time you felt free.

As you slid onto the back of your man’s bike and slipped on the helmet he kept for you, a thought crossed your mind, making you let out a small giggle.

Thank god Abel snitched.’

The Fender - Carl Grimes Imagine

While on a run for supplies, you and Tara found a house that looked untouched by walkers or survivors. The interior was nice, only covered in a thin layer of dust. You and Tara walked through the house, knives drawn, making sure everything was clear. As you made your way upstairs, you found a room filled with beautiful guitars, ukuleles, and even a piano.

One guitar, a Fender that hung from the wall, caught your eye. You picked up the guitar and strummed it. It was out of tune, but you merely remembered how to tune it. It’d been years since you’d played—hell—even seen a guitar.

“(Y/n)! We gotta go!” Tara yelled from downstairs, snapping you out of your daydream. You grabbed the guitar and bolted down the stairs, following Tara into the car.

“Find anything?” you asked.

“Yeah, some canned food. They had a garden too. Maybe we can go back soon and get some seeds,” Tara said, eyeing the road. “I see you got something, though.”

You ran your fingertips along the neck of the guitar, feeling the glossy wood. It was weird to feel something so…fake. In a world where everything came from nature, it was odd to have something so unnatural.

“Dude, look what I found!” you said to Carl when he greeted you from your run.

“How the hell is it in such good shape?” he asked, his eyes wide.

“It was in a really nice house Tara and I found. There were tons of them,” you said.

You went back to the house you lived in with Carol, Carl walking with you. The two of you sat on your bed, and you began to tune the guitar. Carl watched your hands play with the strings and tighten them until all six sounded right.

“I haven’t played in forever,” you warned, but he didn’t seem to care. He was probably in awe. You began to play a few chords you remembered. You couldn’t remember a full song, so you just jumped from chord to chord, going between strumming and plucking.

“This is so weird,” Carl remarked.

“What do you mean?” you chuckled.

“I never thought I’d see something from the old world that wasn’t completely destroyed. Just us in a nice bedroom in a nice neighborhood playing a nice guitar,” he thought aloud.

You understood exactly what he meant. You knew not to get attached to things that were so unnecessary, but it was hard. Especially when it reminded you so much of someone you once loved. Your father would have loved to see you in such a peaceful setting in a world so awful, playing the same instrument he had loved years ago.

THE US TO LEAVE NAFTA? White House readies order on withdrawing from NAFTA
A draft order has been submitted for the final stages of review and could be unveiled late this week or early next week, officials said.

Tara Palmeri at Politico:

The Trump administration is considering an executive order on withdrawing the U.S. from NAFTA, according to two White House officials.

A draft order has been submitted for the final stages of review and could be unveiled late this week or early next week, the officials said. The effort, which still could change in the coming days as more officials weigh in, would indicate the administration’s intent to withdraw from the sweeping pact by triggering the timeline set forth in the deal.

The approach appears designed to extract better terms with Canada and Mexico. President Donald Trump pledged on the campaign trail to renegotiate NAFTA, a trade deal signed in 1994 by former President Bill Clinton that removes tariffs and allows for the free flow of goods and services between the three countries in North America. Trump in recent weeks has stepped up his rhetoric vowing to terminate the agreement altogether.

“NAFTA’s been very, very bad for our country,” he said in a speech last week in Kenosha, Wisconsin. “It’s been very, very bad for our companies and for our workers, and we’re going to make some very big changes or we are going to get rid of NAFTA once and for all.”

Peter Navarro, the head of Trump’s National Trade Council, drafted the executive order in close cooperation with White House chief strategist Steve Bannon. The executive order was submitted this week to the staff secretary for the final stages of review, according to one of the White House officials.

The draft executive order could be a hardball negotiating tactic designed to bring Mexico and Canada to the table to renegotiate NAFTA. But once Trump sets the withdrawal process in motion, the prospects for the U.S. pulling out of one of the largest trade deals on the globe become very real.

During his first days in office, Trump signed an executive order withdrawing the U.S. from the Trans-Pacific Partnership trade deal, a sweeping 12-nation pact that was in the final stages of approval.

As part his “America First” approach, Trump promised to renegotiate multilateral trade deals including NAFTA, which he called a “job killer” and the “single worst trade deal ever.“ He has pledged that he will focus on bilateral deals that are more favorable to the United States.

Earlier this week, the U.S. imposed a new tariff on softwood lumber coming from Canada. The relationship between Canada and the U.S. has been tense in recent weeks since Canada lowered it’s pricing on domestic milk, creating more competition for American dairy farmers.

The United States’ relationship with Mexico has been fraught with more tension since the president has pledged to build a border wall that he claims Mexico will pay for.

Some internally see the drafting of the executive order as a win for the “nationalist” faction within the White House led by Bannon, who has been sidelined in recent weeks since he was removed from the National Security Council.

A White House spokesperson did not respond to a request for comment.

Preference "How they react to seeing you wearing something of theirs"

(I was supposed to write “how they you show you’re theirs” but I had a change of mind and worte this one instead…Hope you all like it :3 Yay for our faves being cute XD and Aaron being added :D tags: @ichimaruai @mistwolf4 Gifs not mine/Found them on google/Credit to the original owners.)

Negan- He’d wake up in the morning to see you trying on his jacket and would immediately laugh. It was way too big for you but he’d then reach over and pull you back towards him and say “You looked damn cute in it Y/N! I’m really fucking tempted to just give it to you!”

Daryl- He’d see you wearing his jacket for fun one day and instantly smile. He loved looking at you with something of his, it made him feel somewhat special. He’d walk over to you and say “You look really good with my jacket…You plan on keeping it, right?”

Rick- You’d both wake up in a rush and you’d pick up his shirt and put it on. He’d look for his and then realize you had it. He’d look at you from head to toe and smirk. “You have my shirt on…That’s okay but you better keep it for the whole day because the only time you’ll be take it off it’ll be later tonight…”

Merle- He’d see you wearing one of his shirt while cleaning your room and smile. He’d ask you as to why you were wearing it and you’d explain your clothes were being cleaned and you ran out of shirt. He’d nod and say “Well, I like you with my shirt on…You plan on walking out like this, right?”

Glenn- It was a hot and sunny day and you’d complain about it. He’d then get closer to you and put his baseball hat on your head to protect you from the sun. You’d stop and smile and he’d look over to catch a glance at you. “Hey, my hat suits you!”

Carl- You’d be on a run together and spend the whole way back making jokes. He’d suddenly have the urge to see you with his hat and put it on you. He’d laugh to see the hat being somewhat big on you and say “Aw, Y/N, you’re really cute!”

The Governor- He’d grab for his eye patch in the morning but realize it was nowhere to be found, until he’d hear your laughter in the washroom. He’d chuckle and shake his head to see you wearing his eye patch. He’d then walk over and take it off from you and in a sarcastic tone say “Seriously, Y/N!”

Abraham- He’d see you wearing the jacket he had found while on a run and start to laugh his ass off. Especially seeing how big it was on you. He’d then button it up and laugh even more and sarcastically say “It’s the perfect fit for you, Y/N! I think you can keep it!”

Eugene- You’d both be on a run and while walking he’d be distracted by you always pulling up your socks. He then noticed something familiar and realized that you were wearing his. He’d chuckle and get closer to you and say “Y/N, I think you have my socks…”

Jesus- You’d be on a run on a very cold day. He’d noticed you always sneezing and sniffing your nose and give you his beanie. He’d put it on you and fix it for your comfort and say “Let’s make sure to keep you warm and avoid you getting sick…” All while smiling.

Ron- He’d noticed you wearing his jean jacket and laugh seeing you seem somewhat confused about it. He’d walk over to you and put his arm around your shoulder and say “Y/N, if you’re wondering as to why it’s different…It’s because you have my jacket!”

Dwight- He’d see you with his jacket on and smirk. He liked how it looked on you and how you were just smiling and laughing while wearing it. He’d hug you from behind and say “Y/N, if you want to keep it and wear it out, I won’t object to you…You look just so happy with it…”

Morgan- He’d be looking for his jacket everywhere and finally see you with it after you came back from a run. He’d smile seeing you with it and jokingly say “First, you steal my protein bars, then my feelings and now my jacket! Y/N, can’t you be a little more polite and ask for it…”

Shane- He’d wake up in the morning and wouldn’t be able to find his shirt. He’d then put on another and walk out to look for you. He’d see you working in the camp while wearing his shirt. He’d whistle and say “Damn Y/N, you love me so much you’d wear my shirt out like this!?”

Milton- You’d be working together on a project and feeling a little bit bored you’d grab his glasses to try them on. He’d be startled and try to get them back but start to laugh and smile seeing you wear them, along with you.
“You look pretty with them but you’ll have to give them back…I really need them!”

Aaron- You’d both be on a run and he’d noticed how thin your jacket was and how you’d try to keep yourself warm. He’d offer you his, despite you saying it’s alright, and laugh to see how the sleeves were long on you. “Alright, it’s really big on you, then how about we share it!”

Michonne- She’d wake up in the morning and get ready for the day. She’d look for her bandanna and realize you were wearing it. She’d smile to see you with it and get closer to you and say “You’re really pretty Y/N…maybe we should get a matching one for you, so we could wear together!”

Maggie- She’d see you with one of shirts on and spend the day smiling to see you act so natural with it. She’d then be ask as to why she was so happy and say “It’s just Y/N wearing my shirt…I feel so special!”

Andrea- She’d chuckle noticing you always putting your hand to shade yourself from the sun. She’d walk over to you and put her hat on you and playfully say “Y/N, you should’ve gotten one for yourself, you look so pretty with it!”

Jessie- She’d noticed you wearing one of her shirts and smile to herself. She walk over to you and tap your shoulder for you to turn around. She’d chuckle and jokingly say “Y/N, you have my shirt…care to give it back or are you going to keep it forever?”

Beth- She’d noticed you wearing her clothes and as a joke she’d wear yours out. You’d then noticed and you’d both laugh about the situation and she’d sarcastically say “What are you laughing about?I was just trying to get back at you for stealing my clothes!”

Sasha- She’d walk into your room and see you wearing her gun holster/suspender and shake her head yet smile. She’d then get closer and take it off of you while laughing and say “Y/N, I told you if you love it so much, I can get you one just as mine! All you have to do is ask!”

Rosita- You’d both be on a run on a sunny day and she’d noticed you always squinting your eyes from the sun. She’d shake her head and make you wear her hat and playfully say “Seriously Y/N, I have to baby you even when we’re out in public like this!”

Enid- She’d noticed you trying on boots and would smirk. She’d think it suited you and would later go on a run and try to find you something similar to hers. One day, you’d wake up to see a new pair of boots and a note saying “Y/N, it’s for you, I hope you like these!”

Tara- She’d noticed you trying to get warm around the house and just couldn’t resist taking off her hoodie and ambushing you to put it on you. She’d laugh and jokingly say “Y/N, if you’re cold just say something! Or just be honest and say you want my hoodie, I’d gladly give it to you!”

Imagine growing up with Jax...

Originally posted by young-boy-talk

Jax was your best friend, you were Thomas’s age, and you and Thomas would play for hours. Jax would often roll his eyes at the two of you went Ope was around but when he wasn’t with his best friend he would join in the fun, and you would all have a great time. 

 And then Thomas died and that caused you and Jax to become more then just play time buddy, you became a support system, and closer then you imagined. Jax and Ope soon became your new best friends and they didn’t care that you were a girl or younger, to them you were a tough cookie and to them they were your rocks. 


 The day you graduated high school and decided to go away to college was the toughest day of Jax’s life, even harder then Tara leaving him just years ago. He cried on his way to your house, he cried when he saw the car packed and you leaning against it, he cried when you smiled, and when you hugged him, and when you whispered, “I’ll be back for Christmas break.” And he sobbed when you pulled away. 

 You called every other day, which helped Jax not feel as sad through the whole thing. It helped you too, you were always the quiet, reserved one so making friends for you was hard. Jax would try to help you with school work and you would tell him about the classes, while he told you tales of club business and of the adventures he and Ope had. You would always end by counting down till Christmas break, and then you both fall asleep with smiles on your face. 


 When he saw your car pull up next to his bike he felt like his heart was going to burst. You got out and almost feel back into the car by the force of Jax’s hug. You both had dinner at the diner and talked about life. And then he took you home and said goodnight. 

 "Goodbye for now Jax.“ You stood outside your car again, in the middle of January. He looked at the ground and kicked a loose rock,"well aren’t you going to say it back?" 

 "Can I do something that I have wanted to do for a long time?” He looked at you with his blue eyes, they looked the same as they did the first time you left. 

“Yea.” He took a step forward and placed his lips on yours, kissing you with the passion you desired. 

“I couldn’t let you go again without making that clear.” He whispered resting his forehead on yours. 

“Hey, I’m not leaving forever, I’ll be back spring break.” You smiled as you kissed him again

Originally posted by multibabydoll