#jax teller headcannon

[imagineredwood]

Group HC - The Boys reactions to getting caught stealing your panties 👙

I know. I know. It’s terrible and gross and icky I KNOW 😭😭 but I saw HCs for another shows characters around this idea and I couldn’t get it out of my head and it triggered the memory that this is actually canon for Juice and…yeah. Here we are 🧍🏻‍♀️

He’s not sorry. Or embarrassed. He loves you, loves everything about you. He thinks you’re the best thing since sliced bread. He worships you and the ground beneath your feet. So why wouldn’t he steal your panties? They’re yours, and they rest against his most favorite part of you all day 🤷🏻‍♀️ He won’t apologize, not even when your face heats up and you cover it with both hands. On the contrary, he probably makes a show of taking one out of the secret pile and sniffing it. He’s nasty, and he knows regardless of how you feel about it, you know he does it out of love and devotion. So he’s ok with it. And he’s not gonna stop.

He’s ashamed. He knew he shouldn’t have done it. Felt weird and invasive, but he couldn’t help it. He just loves you so much, and he gets lonely when you’re apart, and it smells like you. What else was he supposed to do? He would never cheat, would never even dream of it. But the stress of the club gets to him, especially the more complicated things get, he just needs comfort and relief, and when he saw them laying there in the hamper, he snagged it without thinking. Then he couldn’t stop, even when he knew he should. Even goes as far as offering to take apart the washer saying that maybe the machine is eating them 👀 He apologizes, cheeks tinted red, eyes downcast and hopes you don’t hold it against him. He’ll ask before he takes them next time, scouts honor.

Like Angel, he’s not embarrassed. He just shrugs, telling you that you’re his girl and your pussy is his, so why can’t he just take them? 🙄 He buys you new pairs every now and then anyway. So he wants to smell you randomly throughout the day, whats the harm in that? He just misses you. And likes to look at the pair and reminisce about times he’s taken them off of you. Is that a crime? He even reaches into his kutte and pulls out the pair that he’s kept on him today to show that it’s no big deal, and they’re the ones from yesterday, you recognize.

He’s bashful, arguably, but not necessarily embarrassed. It’s more about getting caught than it is the actual act. Like a kid with his hand in the cookie jar. He’s not sorry for taking them, he’s just sorry that it’s kinda awkward for you to find the stash. He laughs awkwardly, shrugging it off or trying to anyway. Explains that he just rarely gets time to himself, so he is uses them when he’s alone in Templo to get his mind right. That your scent calms him and helps his focus. He didn’t think you’d mind too much, he just also never expected you to find out.

He's not sorry in the slightest and he makes sure you know it too. He bought every pair anyway, what's the issue? He could buy you 30 pairs by lunch 🙄 He wasn't up from about it, no, but he also didn't necessarily hide it. It just wasn't entirely in the open. You're respectful and don't go through his stuff in his office so how would you have known he had an entire drawer of his desk with them all collected in there? You'll get over it, a few new lingerie sets will make sure of that.

The OG of panty stealing and sniffing himself. It’s canon after all. He just can’t help himself. You’re his moon and stars and he just can’t get enough of you. Even when you’re perched in his lap, cockwarming him, face nuzzled in the crook of his neck, it’s not enough. He needs to be in your skin. But he can’t. So stealing your panties is the next best thing. It’s a compulsion he can’t fight. God knows he’s tried. And he tells you as much. Lists all of the things he did first to try and not have to submit to that desire. But in the end it didn’t matter. He just needs to have your most intimate article with him at all times. Keeps He doesn’t want you to think he’s a freak but he also just need you to know how much he absolutely loves, adores, and worships you. He’ll even hand over the pair in his pocket if you ask him to.

He's nonchalant about it. It's just panties. You have a bunch more. Not like you were gonna miss them or something. He just loves you and likes to have something of yours that he can keep nearby when he misses you. One in his pocket, one in the sale bag of his bike tucked away hidden. His stash is dispersed, not because he was necessarily hiding them, but because there's one each place that will serve a purpose.

Also not embarrassed. Hits you with that famous smirk, his shoulders shrugging as you stare at him waiting for an answer. "Just miss you sometimes, Darlin'. Just somethin' to get me by." Like it's perfectly normal. He left you your favorite pairs after all. He only takes the ones you're not the biggest fan of, so you wouldn't notice as quickly. It's not a big deal, he can give them back. Sometimes he just needs to sit in the chapel with them over his face while he strokes himself before Church so he can make sure he has a level head before this important vote.

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[vinnieswife]

secret account

pete dunham x reader

word count: 1.9k

summary: Dave and Swill secretly film pete’s sweet moments with you and create a ig account.

Pete’s lads have always been a chaotic bunch, but Dave and Swill are on another level. What starts as a regular Saturday in Pete’s garage—a bit of darts, some banter, and you trying to clean up their never-ending mess—takes an unexpected turn when you catch Dave holding his phone up, grinning like an idiot.

“What are you doing, Dave?” you ask, hands on your hips.

“Just making memories, love,” he says innocently, but you don’t buy it for a second.

Swill, sitting on the hood of Pete’s car, cackles. “He’s been filming you and Pete all day.”

“What? Why?”

“‘Cause you two are sickeningly cute, that’s why,” Dave says, showing you the screen. There’s a video of Pete handing you a cup of tea, but the way he looks at you—like you’re the only person in the room—makes your chest tighten even though you see it every day.

You groan. “Dave, delete that.”

“No chance,” he says, and Swill chimes in. “We’re making an Instagram account. Couple goals, innit? ‘@PeteAndHisGirl.’” You totally thought that they were kidding.

Pete finally looks up from under the hood of his car, wiping grease off his hands. “What are you two on about now?”

“They’re filming us,” you say, glaring at Dave and Swill.

Pete just shrugs. “As long as they’re not filming me dropping the bloody engine block, they can do what they like.”

That’s all the permission they need. Over the next month, Dave and Swill are relentless. They film everything—Pete brushing a strand of hair out of your face, the way you laugh at his dumb jokes, how he instinctively pulls you closer when you’re sitting next to him. One morning, you catch Dave recording Pete making you a cup of tea, smiling to himself like it’s the most important job in the world.

“Honestly, you two don’t even realize how you look at each other,” Dave says when you try to protest.

By the end of the week, they’ve posted half a dozen videos to the account, set to soft acoustic music and cheeky captions like, “Find someone who looks at you like Pete looks at her.”

At first, it’s just the lads who follow the account, leaving sarcastic comments like:

“Pete’s gone soft.”

“Where’s my cup of tea, mate?”

“Can’t believe we’re mates with a living rom-com.”

But then, something strange happens. One of the videos blows up—a clip of Pete handing you a wrench while you help him in the garage. The soft smile in his face and the shine in your eyes. By the next morning, the video has thousands of likes and comments.

The video blows up overnight. By the time you wake up, Dave and Swill are buzzing with excitement, practically bouncing as they burst into Pete’s garage.

“Mate, you’re famous!” Dave shouts, holding his phone aloft.

Pete glances up from the engine he’s working on, looking thoroughly unimpressed. “What’re you on about now?”

Swill shoves the phone in his face. “Your love life’s gone viral. Look!”

He squinted at the screen. There it was: the wrench video, captioned, “This is love in its purest form,” with numbers you couldn’t quite process. Over a million views, hundreds of thousands of likes, and a flood of comments scrolling too fast to read.

Pete frowned deeper. “This? This is what people care about?”

You peek over his shoulder and immediately notice the numbers: over a million views, tens of thousands of likes, and comments pouring in by the second.

“This is the most wholesome thing I’ve seen all week.”

“The way he looks at her?? I’m crying.”

“This is what I want in life. Where’s my Pete??”

“I don’t even know these people, but I’m invested in their love story.”

Pete shakes his head, muttering, “World’s gone mad.”

You’re about to agree when Swill scrolls to another clip they’ve posted—this one of Pete absentmindedly tucking your hair behind your ear while you’re both sitting on the couch. The caption reads, “When he thinks no one’s watching.”

Pete groans. “For the love of—why’re you filming us when we’re just sitting there?”

“Because it’s cute!” Dave says, grinning. “And apparently, everyone else agrees.”

“Oh my God,” you said, covering your face. “You actually posted these?”

“We’ve been posting them all week,” Swill said, completely unapologetic. You stood there feeling equal parts flattered and mortified. “You two are unbelievable.”

Pete sighs, turning back to his work. “You’re making me out to be some sappy bloke. They’ll think I’ve gone soft.”

You lean over to kiss his cheek, smirking. “Pete, you are soft.”

His lips twitch, fighting a smile. “Don’t you start.”

Curiosity got the better of you. “Let me see.”

Dave handed over his phone, and you started scrolling. There were dozens of videos, all set to either soft love songs or cheeky captions. Every clip had thousands of likes and hundreds of comments.

“This is the most wholesome thing I’ve ever seen.”

“Pete handing her a wrench like it’s a bouquet of flowers. I’m done.”

“Find someone who looks at you like THIS.”

“They don’t even realize how in love they are. I’m crying.”

Pete leaned over your shoulder, reading in silence. He muttered, “The world’s gone mad.”

You kept scrolling, finding comments on the hair-tucking video:

“This man loves her with his whole soul. You can see it.”

“Protect them at all costs.”

“Can someone write a book about these two? I’m begging.”

Finally, you landed on the account’s page and it had over 100,000 followers.

You turned to Dave and Swill. “A hundred thousand?”

They looked far too proud of themselves. “People love you two,” Dave said with a shrug. “You’re what the world needed. Pure, real love.”

“This account is my new comfort place.”

“If they ever break up, love isn’t real.”

“I showed this to my boyfriend, and now he’s trying to act like Pete.”

Pete finally puts down his tools, exasperated. “Alright, that’s enough. You lot need to get a life.”

“Too late,” Swill says, grinning. “We’re in too deep.”

Despite Pete’s protests, you can tell he secretly doesn’t mind. Later, when it’s just the two of you, he pulls you into his arms and grumbles, “At least they’re posting the truth. I do look at you like that.”

You smile, leaning into him. “And I look at you the same way.”

For all his grumbling, Pete doesn’t delete the account. When you ask why, he just smiles, setting the phone down and pulling you into his arms. “Guess if the world wants to see it, I can’t be too mad. As long as they know you’re mine.” And honestly, you don’t mind sharing a little piece of it—as long as Pete’s still just yours.

[rimunagenius]

Number

Pairing: Filip ‘Chibs’ Telford x f!Reader (soon will become an ‘x fem!OC’ during the second chapter)

Word Count: 897

Warnings: I think it’s just foul language

Summary: Getting a new neighbor is always fun or even interesting. But an annoyingly cute biker who makes too much noise, isn’t.

Note: I did totally get this from a movie or show i saw on my tt fyp soooo…i don’t own the plot, nor do i own the Sons or the SOA plot (my boy Kurt Sutter does) but i just own my reader inserts kids as characters. If you find the name or know the name of whatever movie or show this is (if you recognize the dialogue), pls comment it so i can put it in here.

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Part 1 of the Unexpected Treasure series !

It was hard to get your little one to bed. Recently she’s being crying all night long and when she sleeps, she only sleep for two hours and then wakes up. Your oldest ones weren’t bad at all. So easy even.

Tonight was a rough night. You had already done three laps around the back yard, two around the kitchen and living room, and 6 of her bedroom. Her eyes finally started to close as you were slowly and silently rocking her in the rocking chair in her room.

Laying her in the crib slowly, carefully calculating any moves to not wake her up, you stood up and closed the door, leaving a crack so you could hear her from next door.

You had applied moisturizer to your fresh and healing tattoo before hearing the an odiously loud rumbling of bikes outside the door.

Groaning loudly you quickly made your way outside the front door before crossing your lawn over to the neighbors. You saw four men outside and just one bike while they stood in the garage. The rumbling was loud that you signaling them to keep it down wasn’t heard.

“Hey!” You stood closely behind the two with their backs faced to you, and yelled in their ears so they could hear. They turned around quickly and looked upset at the loudness of your voice.

“What gives, lady?!” One with crazy messy curly black hair turned around, finger lodged in his ear.

“Bloody hell, woman.” The other one who seemed to have facial scars turned around. The rumbling of the bike stopped immediately after the two stopped yelling at you. A man with long blonde hair and another man with long brown hair looked at you.

“Why are you guys doing making so much goddamn noise!?” You were visibly upset that these men dragged you out of your house at 10pm to rev stupid bike engines.

“Introducing ourselves to the neighbors, darlin— his neighbors.” The blonde one pointed towards the man with the crazy scars. You knew someone was moving in but the bikes weren’t really a problem when they were leaving and coming back so little.

“Well, I’m the neighbors, and we’re introduced, so if you wouldn’t mind, could you please shut the fuck up.” You looked at all four then before turning around and walking back across your lawn. You made it to the door before the one with the accent started talking to you.

“Wait, hold on. Let’s start over okay? My names Filip, what yours?” He had long hair, salt and pepper colors and the leather and kutte were actually very attractive on this man. But you didn’t know him, and men weren’t exactly your specialty considering you have three kids who’s dads left them.

“That’s cool. Just think of me as the person next door who likes it quiet.”

“Aye, but come on, love. Don’t be like that. We live next door to eachother and I feel bad. I feel terrible. I’m sorry. Will ya accept my apology?

“I don’t need your apology, I just need the quiet.” You then turned to go up the 3 steps to your porch before he started talking once again.

“Why don’t I take ya out to dinner to apologize for my rudeness? You give me yer’ number and I already have your address. I’ll call you up like a proper lad, and ask ya out.”

You giggled, “You want my number?” You smiled as you looked at him, and back at the other three men who seemed to resume talking but kept looking over to listen. Your sarcasm evident to them as the snickered amongst eachother.

“I do. I do want your number.” He nodded as he fixed his hair, his eyes never leaving yours once.

“Which number do you want? Filip?” You knew his name, you just didn’t have the capacity to care about or spare his feelings considering you had three children to get inside to and a early shift at the hospital to get some of the very little sleep for.

“Filip, now I like the way you say that, darlin.” He huffed as he smirked while he looked at you and then back to his friends before looking to you again. “How many numbers do ya have?”

“Oh I have plenty, darlin,” you mocked his endearment for you. “I have numbers falling out my ears. For instance, nine.”

“Nine?”

“Yeah, that’s how many months my baby girl is.”

“You got a little girl?” He looked intrigued and surprised in your statement. The guilt for being too loud already getting to his conscience.

“Yeah. Sexy huh? And how about this? Four is how old my oldest boy is. Two is how old my other son is. Two is the amount of time i’ve been married and divorced. Twenty is the amount of money I have left in my bank account. 850-3943 is my phone number, and im guessing zero is the amount of times your going to call it.”

“That impresses me, and your wrong about the zero thing, sweetheart.” He spoke as you walked inside and shut the door. He turned around and walked back to the boys as she looked back at your house, the living room light being shut off at the same time.

“Damn, she was pissed.” The man with long hair spoke, adjusting his beanie.

“Yeah, Chibs. Opies right, you gotta stop moving and pissin off your neighbors. This has happened like four times already.”

“Oi, shut up, Tiggy.”

“You got her number though, right?” The blonde asked, his eyebrows wiggling in a mockingly manner.

“Aye, Jackie boy.”

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Hey, heads up! future chapters will be longer, but i made this one short bc i didn’t have any idea on how to make further scenarios where they interacted more.

[ladyy-stardusst]

jax teller edit with high and dry by radiohead when….

[casualwriters]

"Sweetheart were gonna be late!" Jax had said grabbing his kutt that was hanging on the chair and slipping it over his white shirt "papa, agg my hair!" The seven year old gasped as his daughter was in the bathroom she came out her hair was a mess and she was holding a brush. He smiled down at his daughter Y/n walked in groaning passing her dad the brush "can you braid my hair papa" she asked and Jax smiled at the sweet girl.

Jax sat down on the couch and started brushing her daughter's hair. "Dad what if i freeze up" the little girl asked Jax could tell she was nervous and he grabbed the hair ties that were in the mess that was on the coffee table

"you won't sweetheart you have me and Grandma, and all your uncles" he said calming his daughter down the little girl nodded " i think that will help" she giggled "seeing your faces make me feel strong!" She said Jax wrapped the hair in the ponytail as he finished one of her braids "that how family makes you feel" he said chuckling " they are always there to support" he said " and finished! " he grinned

Y/n checked her hair through the mirror that was on the coffee table and she chuckled "wow dad they didn't fall out, this time" she giggled. Jax shakes his head "you rascal i been practicing " he bends down and tickles his daughter side as she breaks in laughter

"do you like them?" He asked his daughter and she smiled "yes i feel beautiful" Jax nodded and kissed her head getting up from the couch. "You are always beautiful" he stands up

"alright go grab your Helmet and Jacket" he said "oh yes! Were going on the bike" Jax nodded "

[m1dv1ghtwrites]

A Masterlist of all my Fic’s/Headcannons/Blurbs, both OC and x reader

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♥︎𝖨𝗇𝖼𝗈𝗋𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗍 𝖰𝗎𝗈𝗍𝖾𝗌

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‘Iron Heart’ a oc x cannon fic im writing on ao3☆

‘Daisy Johnson is a Alpha but this isn’t the Omegaverse’ a Lincoln x Daisy crack blurb I wrote about Daisy getting Lincoln pregnant. (Ao3) ★

‘Witch bitch’ A collection of incorrect quotes about Immortal!Witch!Reader who was friends with Steve and Bucky in the 50’s ♥︎

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Fucking Fantastic Headcannons

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‘Little Teller’ A collection of the incorrect quotes about Jax Teller’s younger sibling ♥︎

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𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐜

𝖭𝗈𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝖾𝗍

[breanime]

Getting Back with Jax Teller Headcannons

*gif not mine*

Ohhhh man

Ohhh boy

Ohhhh jeez

When Jax looked up, a crow eater planted firmly on his lap, her lips stretched in a wide grin against his, and he saw you across the room

Homeboy knew he fucked up

He stood up, dropping the crow eater on her ass

He expected you to run out

He was already prepped to chase you

But instead, you swallowed down your drink, dropped the glass on the bar, and walked over to him, face calm

But as you got closer, and Jax tried to tell you that she just jumped him, it meant nothing--

--he saw your eyes

And he knew he was doomed

“Don’t bother coming to get your shit,” you told him, “It’s all getting fed to the fire tonight.”

And then you walked off

He was so stunned, he didn’t even chase you

Instead, he retired to his dorm with a handle of bourbon and quietly panicked for the rest of the night

In the morning, hung over and nervous, he made Juice drive him to your place

The first thing he noticed was the fire pit in the middle of the driveway, and when he got closer to inspect it...

...Yup--that was his shit amongst the soot and ashes.

Great.

When he knocked on your door, your best friend answered--

--and verbally ripped him a new one

“I knew you were no good for her,” she’d concluded, “but she said you loved her, and she loved you, so I kept my mouth shut, but now,” she leaned in, sneering over at him, “I get to say ‘I told you so’.” She leaned back, her eyes full of hatred. “Fuck off, biker boy.”

So he did

For now.

But he came back, after a nap, a shower, and a meal forced upon him from Gemma

You were outside, dragging a garbage bag to the end of your driveway, and Jax had a feeling his non-flammable shit was in that bag

He hopped off of his bike, taking a breath

“Baby, I can explain--”

“What are you doing here?” You asked, one hand on your hip. “Do I have to spell it out for you? I don’t want you anymore, Jax. And clearly you don’t want me; we’re over.”

“No,” he felt his heart constrict in his chest, and he took another breath, trying to calm himself, “That’s not true. Last night was--baby, it was a mistake! I was drunk, and high, and--”

“I don’t want to hear it,” you said, walking past him, dragging the bag with you, “I’m not Tara or Wendy or your mom, okay? You fuck up with me once; that’s it. You don’t get to just bat your eyes and get forgiven.”

“Well what do I need to do, then?” He asked, heart pounding. “Just tell me, and I’ll do it.”

You rolled your eyes

“No, I’m serious,” he went on, reaching out to you

You stepped back, avoiding his touch, and Jax nearly fell to his knees at the action

Shit shit shit

“Please,” he said, dropping his hand, “Baby, please. I need you. I know you’re not Tara or Wendy or any fucking crow eater-- I love you. I’m in love with you, and I need you.” He say your eyes soften, and he kept talking, hoping his words could thaw you. “I’ll do anything to prove that what happened last night will never happen again--I swear.”

Sighing, you dropped the bag

“I can’t have you out here disrespecting me,” you said, “I can’t be afraid to turn my back on you because I don’t trust you--”

“--But you can,” he swore, “You can trust me, Y/N, I promise you can.”

You sighed again

You loved Jax, you did, but you couldn’t tolerate his shitty treatment of you

“I’m not one of your guys,” you went on, “Just because you have that patch and that gavel, doesn’t mean everything you say or do is law.”

“I know,” he agreed, “I know. Just... Please, let me make this up to you. I can’t lose you, Y/N.”

You bit your lip, and Jax knew you were considering it

Finally, you spoke:

“Fine. But I need you to fuck off. I need some space from you, at least for a few days.”

He nodded, ready to agree to anything

“I’m serious, Jax. I don’t want to see you, or Juice, or Chibs, or Gemma until I’m ready.”

“Okay. I can do that.”

“And I need you to send me my things,” you went on

Jax deflated at that--giving you your stuff back, the clothes, makeup, books and other shit you’d left at his place or his dorm--seemed really final

“We’re not getting back together just because you said so,” you told him, “So as of now, we’re still not together. But if you listen, and want to try to get back to where we were... I’ll let you.”

Jax swallowed. He could do that.

He would do that

Hell, he’d do anything for the slim chance to be with you again

It hadn’t even been a full day since you’d dumped him, and he was already desperate for you

So he agreed

Per your instructions, he mailed you all of your things

He also didn’t see you or speak to you for five long days

(It was hard, but keeping Gemma from getting her claws into you was even harder. But he manged it)

On day six, you asked him if he knew anyone who could fix your water heater

Jax was at your place with a tool kit and Happy within the hour

“Anything you need,” Jax told you, “Just call me. I’ll always be here for you, darlin’“

So you did--and Jax kept his word

When you needed something fixed around the house, Jax was there

When you were hungry at work, he would bring you lunch

If he was on a run or busy with club stuff, he’d send one of the guys or a prospect in his stead

He checked in on you throughout the day, asking if you needed anything and listening when you complained about your coworkers

A month into this, you kissed him on the cheek when he showed up at your job with a bouquet of flowers just because

Jax could have passed out, he was so happy

The real test came a few weeks later, when you asked him if he’d go to your best friend’s house to rid her of a pest

When Jax got there, he was surprised to see that the pest was her ex-boyfriend’s current girlfriend

Apparently she was involved in some kind of love triangle

It took everything in him not to rub her drama in her face, but he didn’t

Instead, he got rid of the gf and actually sat down with your friend and told her she deserved better than to be some asshole’s side chick

She cried into his shoulder

When he got on his bike to leave, she stopped him

She only had one thing to say, but it meant the world to Jax

“I was wrong about you”

That night, you let Jax back into your bed, and he spent the entire night showing you how much he loved and missed you

He told you, too

And though you didn’t say “I love you” back, he knew you did--

--he could feel it

You didn’t let him stay the night, though

You handed him his jeans with a smile

“I’ll call you tomorrow,” you said

Jax spent most of the next day checking his phone, hoping to see your name flash across the screen

All the guys knew he was waiting for you call

So they couldn’t help but fuck with him

Opie stole his phone and hid it for a good 30 minutes, which resulted in them wrestling in the middle of the bar until Gemma hit them both over the head with her purse

Juice--on orders from Clay--blocked the cell service at the club house for 15 minutes, and the guys took a shot every time Jax cursed in anger at the situation

They were drunk for the rest of the afternoon

Bobby, Chibs, Hap, and Opie all pretended to get calls from you, making Jax so frustrated, he almost pulled his hair out of his hair

But then you called--for real

And everything in Jax’s world felt right

“I was thinking,” you said, your voice sweet and warm in his ear, “I don’t think I’m ready to get back together with you yet...”

His heart sank

“...but maybe we can go on a date?”

And so Jax started courting you all over again

Dates

Gifts

Sex that ended in you gently kicking him out

It was frustrating, but he was determined to win you back

Plus it was kind of nice starting over with you

Jax felt like he learned new things about you--and himself--through the process

And then, one day, when the two of you ran into one of your coworkers at a restaurant, you introduced him as 

“Jax, my boyfriend”

And that night, you let him spend the night with you

In the morning, Jax woke you up with kisses, crawling over you and covering your body with his

And he knew, as you wrapped your arms around him and whispered “I love you” back to him

--that he would never do anything to lose you again

And as time went on...

...he didn’t

Lessons, it seemed, were learned. 

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Thanks for reading! I feel like my headcannon lists are always long as hell... so...sorry about that? haha!

Everything Taglist: @encounterthepast​ @jigsawlover10​ @gollyderek​  @charlylama @realduckvader​ @teacuplotus @whovianayesha​  @lexxierave​ @loveintheroyalfamily  @fanfictionrecommendations-com​  @maxslime-blog​ @songforhema​ @lucielandss @themadhatter92​  @christinawxxx​ @anabella-baby @blackcoffeeandgreenteaforme​ @luminex3​ @ashkuuuu​ @luckysstrikes​ @carlaangel86​ @floralpeaceofmind @dylanobrusso @iaintnofurry  @ymariejp @its-my-little-dumpster-fire @mrsjaxtellerfan​ @holamor @drinix @rhabakoli @stories-you-wont-hear @king4thesirens @leahnicole1219 @evanlys19  @binbons-is-theloml @aikeia @bitch-imma-head-out  @witchygagirl @geeksareunique

Jax Taglist: @nich0lasmatthews​  @melissataggart87​ @jaxteller87​ @fireeyes-on-teller-dixon-grimes @ateliefloresdaprimavera​ @mrsjaxtellerfan​ @itsme-autumn​  @mydemons-aremy-friends​

[1-800-imagines]

Quarantine (Jax Teller Headcannon)

Suggested by the lovely @coffeebooksandfandom​, honestly might make this quarantine thing a series bc homegirl is stuck inside until further notice since I am immunocompromised

With the virus, your little family had to stay inside to yourselves because Abel being more at risk

Jax staying with you guys instead of going to the clubhouse

Facetiming the guys

“I feel like Rapunzel”

“Don’t be dramatic, Jax.”

Him actually being happy for the break

Gemma bringing all the supplies and food but never coming in

Family game night every night

Family movie night too

Thomas and Abel spending the majority off the day playing

You teaching Abel his lessons for school while Jax plays with Thomas

Lots of sex once the boys go to sleep 

You both being happy to spend time with each other, uninterrupted

At the end of your quarantine, you miss your period

Baby Teller Number 3 due in 9 months

[winstonandtellerandortiz]

Hello to everyone! Please check out my new imagine blog @new-to-this-writing-thing Age 18+ only please! It's a brand new page so I'm still working on it, please bear with me as I get started! I'm new to writing!

[moonhowlerpack]

“All I have are memories now” {Requested}

MasterList

Ask Anything: {Here}

Request: {Here}

Requested by: @c-ly-g

Looking down at the freshly dug up dirt water hit the ground softly muting the world around you. Chibs stood next to you holding your daughter where she laid asleep after crying, while your son stood next to arm around your waist while the other hand held his and Juice favorite comic book.

Chibs wrapped his arm around your shoulder bringing you closer to him making sure to keep you warm, but you couldn’t feel anything the pain of this heartbreak was to much for you making you lose your senses just like you lost Juice. It was sudden and unexpected nut you told yourself you wouldn’t cry in front of your children.

Staying strong was the only thing that Juice asked you before he passed on, remembering the memories where you just had started dating. Your parents were semi strict they would let you go out but you had to be home by midnight it the only rule they asked from you well besides if you were drunk that you would call them at least then they knew you were safe.

When you started dating your parents were hesitant at first but eventually they grew accustomed to him your parents knew whenever he was by your house or he was with you when your parents weren't home he would leave a rose.

Throughout your relationship he would send you love letters, if you were sad he would write you one to boost your mood, even after you got married you would have some big fight about something non-important he would slip a love letter through under the door from your shared bedroom.

Clearing your throat to look around you seeing no one here to be with him besides you and Chibs “Mom why did have to leave us and go to heaven” Your little boy looked up at you pure confusion in his eyes Chibs glanced down “He wanted to make sure it was safe for your mom when it was her time you know your dad was always doing crazy things for your mom” Chibs replied softly.

Your son nodded before letting go of your hand and sitting in front of the tombstone opening the comic book in his hand “I know you always read it for me dad but i think its my turn now” Your son muttered before he started reading. Hearing footsteps behind you made you tense up Chibs also heard the footsteps before turning around and seeing Jax.

Chibs glanced back at you making brief eye contact with as if signalling you who it was that was walking towards you. Jax stopped a couple behind you but didn’t acknowledge him you didn’t want to see the man who murdered your husband in cold blood.

Jax sighed sadly before he walked up to you and crouching next to your son and placing a bouquet of flowers on his tombstone before turning towards you opening his mouth to apologize but you shook your head no not letting him speak.

Jax stood there observing you and your kids watching you stand tall with a brave face for your kids but any person who has went through grief knows what kind of facade it is. Your daughter clinged onto Chibs seeing her face with tracks of her tears down her face while your son sat in front of his fathers tombstone finishing up the comic book in his hand.

Your son stood up looking Jax in his face before grabbing your hand signalling he was ready to leave your son still making eye contact with Jax frowned up at him for a moment Jax saw Juice’s facial features on his face before they disappeared.

Your son stood up straight puffing out his chest gripping our hand tightly as if was gaining strength from you “All I have are memories now”. Your son said before he began to walk away with you and Chibs in tow Chibs turned back to look at Jax seeing his eyes welling up with tears and a saddened face before Jax turned to Juice’s tombstone once again.

Jax crouched down patting the tombstone “Why didn’t you just tell me you had a family” Jax muttered as if Juice could hear him a gust of wind blew him and he fell on his knees seeing the comic book left on the dirt seeing a sentence that caught his eye. ‘No matter the situation I will never give up my family's safety’ and with that Jax cried to his old friend.

GIFS DO NOT BELONG TO ME ALL CREDITS TO THE OWNER

Words~~755

[imagineredwood]

What are some HC’s you can see for Yandere! Jax?

Kept this one a little...mild 👀

Absolutely makes a copy of your house key

He doesn't use it that you know of until it's a matter of safety

Maybe if you feel unsafe one day

A string of break ins happening around the neighborhood

And you happen to mention to him late one night over text that you can't sleep because you're scared

He says he'll come over and spend the night and you don't bother to get up and unlock the door until you hear him pulling up

But before you can get to it, he's already unlocking the door and opening it

Gives that smile with a hint of sheepishness to it

"Made a copy a while back just in case."

He also is the type to me that sabotages or interfere with any other men that may be trying to get close to you

Becomes scary and intimidating to drive them off

Definitely pretends to be an ex of yours just to make them extra sure to stay away

Rationalizes all of his behaviors under the guise of safety

"I gotta keep checking up on you, Darlin'. Make sure you're still ok and safe."

"Yeah I keep track of where you go on different days of the week. A man's gotta know where his loved ones are."

"These security cameras are for your safety. That way I can always check in on you and make sure you're ok."

He "accidentally" bumps into you while grocery shopping and slides his card into the machine before you can argue

Then keeps the receipt as an easy way to memorize your favorite drinks and foods

Then always has them when he asks you to come over to hang out with him and Abel

General taglist

@piccasoe @ateliefloresdaprimavera @gemini0410 @woahitslucyylu @my-rosegold-soul @that-chick212 @everyhowlmarksthedead @glimmerglittergirl  @fanaticfangurl21 @encounterthepast  @svintsandghosts @starrynite7114   @destynelseclipsa  @queenbeered @iamthegraham @emoengelfurleben  @otomefromtheheart @rosieposie0624 @papa-geralt-of-cirilla @beeroses @weirdosandhopelessromantics @kola95 @black-repunzel99 @xonickibaby @cruzwalters @myakai13 @mrsstevenbuchananstark @lyly00 @kaystacks17 @cole-winchester  @alexxavicry  @savagemickey03  @fanfic-n-tabulous   @choochoo284 @xbloodyxangelx @carma-fanficaddict @gillysoldlady

[rimunagenius]

(y/f/n: your friends name)

y/n: oh.

y/f/n: y/n, if you don’t say something i will.

y/n: *shrugs*don’t worry about it. it’ll be taken care of.

y/f/n: how? they’re disrespecting you. be so serious right now, you-

will: *walks back up to you, slides his arm around your waist*

random creep: *walks away, lowk terrified*

y/n: see? handled.

[charmingsrisingson-blog]

The gavel didn’t corrupt Jax

What corrupted him and ultimately changed him was the weight of the table and the hard decisions he was forced to make.

There were so many avenues he could have taken but by that time, the weight of the things he did and was put through had too much of an effect on him.

The part that was truly heartbreaking was when he described himself as a “criminal and a killer” and said that “when the time is right, I need my boys to grow up hating the thought of me”.

No matter what, underneath all of the wreckage and turmoil, Jax was a good man who made some very bad decisions. That doesn’t warrant the statement that he wants his children to hate him.

Jax just lost his way

[breanime]

Oh okay... can I ask for what jax teller does when you're sick please ❤🙂

*gif not mine*

As soon as you tell Jax you’re not feeling well, he’s worried

You tell him not to, but he can’t help but think of his brother’s health problems, and Gemma’s health problems, and Abel’s health problems...

So he worries

He can’t leave right away, especially with his status in the club

So he leans on his mom

He asks Gemma to cook you up a big pot of chicken noodle soup

And he makes her a list (that she doesn’t need) of medicines and teas to get for you, as well as Vicks infused tissue and cough drops

He facetimes you while he’s out, knowing that you’re not really up to talking--he just wants to see your face and see how you feel

He frowns when he sees that you’re not in bed

“You need to rest, darling,” he says, his voice just a few levels above a whine, “Why don’t you go to our room and lay down?”

When you do, he tells you that Gemma is on the way--

--with strict instructions from him to stay there until he can get to you

“I don’t need a babysitter, Jax,” you argue

But he ain’t trying to hear it

So you let Gemma baby you, and you enjoy the soup and orange juice

Jax comes home a little later

He shooes Gemma out, gently, thanking her for helping

And he strips down to his T-shirt and jeans and gets in bed with you

He cuddles you, asking how you feel and if you need to go to the doctor

And you ask him about his day

He makes you eat again

And he watches you take your medicine before making you a nice cup of tea

You doze off against his chest

And when you wake up in the morning, you expect him to be gone already

But he’s not

“Told the guys I was taking a sick day,” he would explain, smiling down at you, “nothin’ works right when my Old Lady isn’t feeling good, anyway”

And he spends all day waiting on you hand and foot

He checks your temperature a good five times throughout the day, satisfied once he sees that it’s slowly going down

Overall, he’s a very attentive and caring nurse

...plus he doesn’t wear a shirt half the time, so that’s nice too! 

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Thanks for reading!

Everything Taglist: @encounterthepast @jigsawlover10 @gollyderek  @charlylama @realduckvader @whovianayesha  @lexxierave @loveintheroyalfamily  @fanfictionrecommendations-com  @maxslime-blog @songforhema @lucielandss @themadhatter92  @christinawxxx @anabella-baby @blackcoffeeandgreenteaforme @luminex3 @ashkuuuu @luckysstrikes @carlaangel86 @floralpeaceofmind @dylanobrusso @iaintnofurry  @ymariejp @its-my-little-dumpster-fire @mrsjaxtellerfan @holamor @drinix @rhabakoli @stories-you-wont-hear @king4thesirens @leahnicole1219 @evanlys19  @binbons-is-theloml @aikeia @bitch-imma-head-out​  @witchygagirl @geeksareunique @sparrows-books  @nyxxnoxx​ @justvnash​ @truly-insatiable

Jax Taglist: @nich0lasmatthews  @melissataggart87 @jaxteller87 @fireeyes-on-teller-dixon-grimes @ateliefloresdaprimavera @mrsjaxtellerfan @itsme-autumn  @mydemons-aremy-friends @gemini0410

[1-800-imagines]

Tattoo (Jax Teller Headshot)

Requested by @gemini0410 :Going to get a new tattoo with Jax and the crew would include? 😏

You freaking out since it’s your first one

It’s Jax’s crow

“It won’t be that bad, babe”

“You’re a badass biker, I’m just a small girl!”

Jax rolling his eyes but smirking at you

Getting on his bike and riding to the clubhouse

All the boys are there cheering you on

Happy giving it to you

You being brave and not holding Jax’s hand

Jax kissing you when it’s all over

“I’m so proud of you baby.”

amazing sex when you get home

[brithedemonspawn]

🐍reblog masterlist 🐍

This is for all the reblogged images that are my favorite and this is mainly just for me but i will stress none of the works in this masterlist are mine. I will leave the title and the author in the masterlist.

Imagines

Our story //regulus black x lupin! Reader by @remmyswritings

Secret admirer (aizawa x daughter! reader) by @katimagines

pynk || katsuki bakugou by @pinkjeanist

You love me by @myacademiawritings

Oh boy by @dreamywriting

Caffeine by @thebitchiestwritertowalktheearth

Movie night || peter parker x fem!reader by @kelsiejayy

Imagine: falling for the joker’s son by @jokers-sweethearts

EJ, Toby, Slender Emotionally abusive family by @scary-lasagna

Pets by scary-lasagna

Jax teller - injury by @imaginesmai

Chopped up meat by @yourwonkywriter

bittersweet (Diego Hargreeves x reader) by @fandomsoverlife

caught by @waiting-for-motivation

Dyed hair by @pitubea1910

Your Protector by @buckys-broody-muffin

They Get Turned Into Toddlers by @crybaby-writings

Best friends with eyeless jack by @scary-lasagna

Todoroki reader goes on a trip with friends by @i-cant-sing

A cup of Lavender tea: In which Class 1A deals with a wolf quirk classmate wearing a muzzle by @akaashis-liquidluck

Off limits by @ssamie

Nice doggy prequel by marvelmymarvel

Lunch by @thesweetestkimberry

Bakugou & kirishima get turned into toddlers by @thetrashywritingwitch

Denki friend comfort by @katsukikitten

SISTER'S LATE NIGHT COMFORTS by @jishiroe

SHE FINER THAN ANY MOTHERFUCKER by jishiroe

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐊𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐚-𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 by @feitania

𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐭 ➡️ bonten & toman by feitania

That's my mom by @fezcoismypimp

Fuck Cassie Howard by @lostaurorax

My boys part 1 & part 2 by @sublimecatgalaxy

Tenacious by @white-poppie

Field Trip by @im-in-love-with-pizza-bites

THE THIRD HAITANI by @usernamerenn

that’s my wife by usernamerenn

Dare Night by @rebelwrites

Dating Advice by rebelwrites

Do Not Give Her A Gun by rebelwrites

MIEMBRO DE HONOR by @everyhowlmarksthedead

Ruca Rumble (Johnny Coco Cruz) by @firebenderwolf

Ruca Rumble Headcannons (Michael ‘Riz’ Ariza) by firebenderwolf

Bright red ass by @ultrastarbee

this is all so backwards by @lilys174

# GIVE ME BACK MY SWEATSHIRT! By @fukuncga

‘Wedding Crashers’ - Katsuki Bakugou by @boom-bakugou

“He called me Mom” by @daydreamingatnight209

Lord Meowpheus by @skaikruswan

Series

Happier With You Masterlist by @imaginedreamwrite

I WISH YOU TOLD ME HOW YOU WERE AS A KID bakugo aizawa Hawks dabi shigaraki by @servingy-nneeds

Heal what has been hurt by @eraser-baby

11 things I hate about you  by @moonlit-mizukage

Learning to love masterlist by @saffron-nova21

High school sweethearts by @babyshoyo

Mayans MC and the first day of school. By @everyhowlmarksthedead

Matchups

900(k) follower celebration matchup by @babu-haitani