I'm back on my Sons of Anarchy bullshit so here you are ~
Something something the 141 being a notorious close-knit outlaw motorcycle club. Price being the mc President, Ghost being the Vice President, Gaz being sergeant-at-arms and Soap being intelligence officer.
And you were the pretty bird that worked behind the bar, 'Too feisty to be a Crow Eater' Ghost would say but 'Too pretty to not have a job at the club' Soap would say. Everyone knows that you're off limits, not because Price said so.
Oh no
But because when you first started working at the club, one of the other bikers mistaking thought you were a Crow Eater so when he thought he could cop a feel you didn't hesitate to grab the closet thing, an empty beer bottle, and smash it over his head. You held the broken bottle and threatened everyone. Stating angrily that if anyone was to touch you then they'd end up in A&E.
Unfortunately for you, Gaz saw that as a challenge.
A challenge he succeeded with every time. It almost became a game between you both
Every weekend, at some point through the night, he'd back you up into a corner. Conveniently the corner closes to his room at the club
'Gaz, I will twat you' You'd half heartedly threaten him, not completely meaning it.
Gaz would flash you his pretty boy smile 'Sure you would sweetheart'
You'd lift you hand to hit him but Gaz was quick. He was always quicker than you. He'd pin your wrist to the wall, wrapped his hand gently around your throat that he knows makes your knees weak.
He knows you better than you know yourself. The subtle flinch when he goes for your neck, the way your breath hitches, a silent protest he ignores. He learned that a sharp bite on your shoulder, a playful aggression, elicits a moan so sweet, so utterly yielding, it makes him want to devour you whole. He knows the precise pressure to apply, the exact spot to sink his teeth into.
He knows how to make you look at him. Cupping the back of your head, his thumb gently pressing beneath your jaw, tilting your face upward – just enough to catch the innocent, wide-eyed gaze he adores. Those doe eyes, so full of a naive trust that belies the raw, desperate need that writhes beneath the surface. Those eyes, those eyes are his downfall, his salvation.
Every time Gaz whispers those words into your ear, your heart skips a beat.
'Gonna make you my old lady,' he groans, his breath hot against your skin as his hips thrust against yours. You can feel him, hard and insistent, as the tip of his cock constantly batters that spot inside of you that makes your toes curl.
'Yo- You say that every time,' you gasp, your voice high and full of lust. 'You never make good on your promise.'
Gaz flips you onto your stomach, his hand coming down firmly on the middle of your shoulder blades to keep you in place. He fists your hair and pulls your head back, exposing your neck to him. You can feel his breath against your skin as he slowly pushes himself back into your sloppy hole.
'Then let me,' he begs, his voice low and full of need. He picks up speed, his hips slapping against yours as he takes what he wants from you.
And you let him
Maybe becoming his old lady wouldn't be so terrible
I am on a motherfucking ROLL lately
size difference kink but in the “i grew up being made fun of for being chubby so now the idea of a giant of a man being able to toss me around and tower over me without making my weight a problem makes me really horny” way, you get what im saying?
Raw next question
Okay but hear me out... Hear me out... He's Hot 🔥
Price??
my partner is only 40 but nestled within him is the soul of an elderly man
When did fanfiction reviews get so critical? I remember 2014 when you could write 1,000 words in text speak and people would go, “omg ur soooo talented!!!!” But now you put your fully developed shit out and peeps go, “um excuse me, but your concept hasn’t been explored deeply enough.”
I’M SORRY WHAT
I've never written fanfiction before but this man has me down bad. I haven't fully started writing yet but here's a little snippet
~Suggestions are welcome, I'd really apricate it~
"I'll tell you mine if you tell me yours" Aseop said suggesting to his leg, you chuckled "Honestly. I don't really want to know anymore" but your smile faded. You tried to not think about those years but sometimes you couldn't stop yourself. A calloused hand found its way to yours "It's not healthy to keep quiet, I would know" Aseop trailed off before looking into your eyes "I care about you and I want you to know that I'm here for you". You gave him a small smile before looking away. Tears threatening to fall.
You know when you have the same dream about a certain masked man and you have to write it.....yeah that's what's happened here. Might make this a thing I'm not sure yet because I don't write.
Anyway I hope you enjoy
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*Your POV*
You was on the balcony of an abandoned building, out of site from the cartel. The small town filled with life just a few hours ago was now dead, you came to Mexico on holiday not knowing you was stepping into a war between the cartel and god knows who else. Crunching glass brought you from your thoughts and you held your gun up towards the masked man walking through the empty street, you recognised him as Ghost from Task Force 141 "Careful Ghost" you whispered to yourself as he walked through the destroyed city, he kept looking around. Glass under his boots cracked loudly as he walked. He made sure to keep an eye out for any enemies or any sudden movements. He walked slowly, not wanting to make too much noise, although, the glass and debris he did end up stepping on crunched loudly. His grip tightened on the rifle as he walked, he had this horrid gut feeling, as if something was wrong. His finger tightened on the trigger.
As Ghost walked, you saw shadows moving from the corner of your eyes and you knew it was the cartel, you held your gun up and shot the enemy hiding in the shadow, you jumped down and threw a home made smoke bomb. "Come on solider" You grabbed Ghosts arm and dragged him to the abandoned house you've took shelter in. He was taken back by the suddenness of it all but his instincts kicked in and began following you with his weapon at the ready.
Once safe you went to see if he was okay but he held his gun up to your head "Who are you?" He barked, you held your hands up "Y/N L/N MI6". Ghost seemed to have peaked up at the mention at your name "Y/N, as in Agent /N?", you chuckled "I'm surprised you know who I am". "I have friends in the MI6" he chuckled back before asking "I didn't think you did stuff like this". "That's because I don't, I'm off duty well actually I'm on holiday" you folded your arms "What happened?".
He sighed "We were here relating to a terrorist attack, found some intel about the leader going after a NATO summit" Ghost explained, you noticed that his voice was shaking. "We?" you asked and he nodded "Soap, Gaz and Price. We were ambushed and was taken quickly and quietly, I barley made it out" he stood up and was getting ready to leave "I need to get them". You put your hand on his chest to stop him "Not on your own your not" you looked at your bag "I may have an idea" he stood back allowing you to explain "I manage to gather some C4 charges while looking for food and water. We can use them to create a distraction, that way I can sneak in and rescue your team", "You?" he asked. You nodded your head before throwing a sniper "You're the best sniper in the Task Force aren't you?" he nodded and you smirked "I need you to be my eyes solider"
You followed Ghost to where the Cartel is based but it was a few hours walk so he decided to make small talk "You seem to know your way around a gun considering you work in intelligence", "I had strict training when I was younger, my father was army and wanted to make sure I knew how to look after myself". "I'm guessing army wasn't your thing?" he side eyed you and you bit your life "I guess you could say that" you really didn't want to get into it and he respected that "Where here" he crouched. You pointed to the crumbling tower "That's going to be our way in, doesn't look like any cameras" he handed you a spare earpiece before you quickly ran towards the tower and climbed up.
Ghost climbed up first and you followed "Shit" he whispered and you went to ask him what's wrong until you saw it with your own eyes. His team on their knees, bounded and being interrogated. You knew you needed to thing of a plan and quickly. "This is risky" he whispered as you scanned the courtyard and saw a gate with trucks outside of it "Give me 5 minutes" you whispered and climbed down the way you came. "Y/N what are you doing?" Ghost voice came through the earpiece in a harsh whisper, "Setting up the C4 charges" you answered. You fixed 2 C4 charges on the gate and some on separate trucks before going back to Ghost.
"How much do you want to trust me right now?" You asked but he said nothing not sure on what you meant, you pointed towards the gate "Wait near the gate and when the time is right go in, get your team and run". "How will I know?" he asked and you smiled "You'll know" then jumped down into the courtyard. You waited in the shadows for a moment "In position" Ghost whispered. You walked into the light and shouted "Oi. Pricks" everyone turned to you as you set the C4 charges off giving Ghost a way in to get his team.
You locked eyes with Ghost before you ran into the building letting the cartel chase you completely forgetting about the Task Force.
*Ghost's POV*
"Everyone in the truck now" I shouted but waited for Y/N, we locked eyes for a moment before she ran into the building "No" I screamed as Soap dragged me into the truck. "Who the fuck was that" Gaz asked "Someone we need to go back for" I said loading my gun but Price stopped me. "We'll go back for her Ghost but we need a plan and back up" I punched the truck door knowing he was right. "Ghost who was that?" Soap asked "Agent L/N from MI6" everyone was confused "She was on holiday when everything kicked off" I explained.
*Your POV*
"I'll ask again. Who do you work for?" the man in front of you smacked you but you just looked up at him and smiled, which infuriated him "What are you so happy about". "I'll never talk" you spat blood at him, he smacked you again before holding your chin to make you look at him "Oh you will" he nodded at another man and he shot you in the leg but you didn't scream like he wanted you too "I would rather die then talk" you spat. He raised his hand up at you once more but an explosion from outside stopped him "Sorry gents but I gotta take that" you smirked, he grabbed your arm and dragged you up "She must be important if they've come back for her" he shouted before dragging you outside, using you as a human shield.
The man held you in front of him with his arm resting on your shoulder to shoot anyone that got in his way, it was all guns blazing when you got out to the courtyard "I'd let me go if I was you" you looked up to the tower and saw Ghost but the man just shoved you forward. "Fine" you smiled before bringing your head back at full force and headbutted him "Shit" he screamed as he let you go so you ran but you didn't get far before he shot at you, luckily the bullet only grazed your hip but it made you fall. "Come one" Someone picked you up and ran to the truck "Captain she's loosing a lot of blood" you looked around before you focused of Ghost applying pressure to one of your wounds "Are you crazy?" he asked you laughed trying not to wince at the pain "Yes". "Stay awake Y/N" Ghost said but everything started becoming disoriented, someone else started tapping your face lightly "Stay with us solider" but you couldn't, you had lost too much blood at this point to stay awake.
i'd never chase a man but if he's a star wars dilf i will full out sprint to jump that mf
The female urge to restart Avatar Frontiers of Pandora just so I can have So'lek talk to me is strong
Just thinking about Mafia!König and Mafia!Reader
Except König doesn't know the reader is apart of another Mafia gang until he throws a party to celebrate the alliances between both families he totally falls in love. Like love at first sight but reader is like lol no
This person
Is:
Stealing art from people (The original artist here is Bluegiragi)
Promoting an NSFW site. Don't click the link
Just wanted to let everyone know since it's flooding some Ghoap tags
Have a nice day (except the bot)
25y/o ~ I just like simping for fictional characters and I love a Greggs
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