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Look. At. Him.

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Wayback Wednesday baby Glen and Glen Sr.

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He's never letting SPN go

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"Eddington" | Official Trailer

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„baby can i please sit on your lap“

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Hiii im back🙈👀 I was wondering if I could get another chibs fic🤣🙈 im a told chibs slut🤣🤣😍😍😏 I was thinking all day what if reader and chibs are like friends with benefits and shes Gemmas assistant or a fill in Gemma when shes not there and chibs plays it cool but you guys recently started hooking up and no one knows and she goes home to her place and chibs is already there and she didn't knoe and they start making out and being all cuddly and and gettinf things going anf then the new prospect (who can't take a hint that you don't like him bc hes too cocky) starts knocking and she answers and hes flirting and shes jusr like " im busy i havr tk go" and he keeps talking anf chibs walks up and just stares at him and nods for him to go👀😫😫😫😍😍😍 idk just something I've thought about all day😫😫😫🤣🤣🤣

Another amazing request, indeed! thank you for sending it to me! again, I tried my best to sum all the information up and wrote the fic asap

I hope you like it! 😊☝🖤

WARNING: EXPLICIT SMUT UNDER THE CUT

"COME HERE, SWEETHEART"

Gemma had hired you to manage the TM's accounts.

Since she spent a lot of time looking after the children while Tara was at St. Thomas's, she'd left the money-related tasks to you, such as collections, payments, and other transactions involving money.

You were organizing the stacks of bills in the safe when you saw someone parking a Harley in its designated spot out of the corner of your eye.

The driver got out of the vehicle and headed towards you as soon as he saw you.

You raised your head to bump into the figure of Chibs.

You and the Scotsman had a somewhat peculiar relationship.

The first day you came to work at the shop, Gemma introduced you to the guys, and since then, he hadn't been able to take his eyes off you.

At first, he was very nice to you.

He helped you with anything you needed and was always making sure you didn't lack anything.

As the weeks went by, this all became more complicated, until you were finally doing it anywhere, on any surface.

From the first time he tried you, Chibs needed you near him all the time, as if you were a drug for which there was no cure.

Several times, when he saw you finishing up with a client who was leaving, he would nod at you to the chapel to come when you were finished, using the excuse that he had to talk, which wasn't true.

In the end, you were both exhausted, sweating, and having serious trouble hiding what had happened from your children.

No one knew about your encounters.

Jax knew there was something going on between you because of the intense glances Chibs gave you from time to time, but he never said anything.

He assumed it was something that belonged to the two of you, and that he had no business getting involved.

That day, you had agreed to meet at your house after work.

Sometimes you two would do that: he'd leave first on his motorcycle, and you'd wait ten minutes and follow in your car.

When you arrived and parked your car next to the house, your hands were itching from how nervous you were.

You gripped the doorknob and pushed it open.

Chibs was already there, just as you'd agreed, both arms resting on the sides of the couch and a lopsided smile on his lips.

"Oh, sweetheart," he whispered. "You don't know how much I've missed you today." He murmured, motioning with his index finger for you to come closer. "Come here."

You obeyed and stood in front of him.

He looked at you for a few moments, as if you were the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen, before placing his hands on your hips and guiding you down so you were sitting on his lap.

A gasp escaped your lips when you felt him against your most sensitive area, despite the pants you were wearing.

"Do you feel it, love?" he whispered, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. "I've been hard all day because of you," he growled, making you nervously shift on top of him. "These pants…" he murmured, running his hands over them. "Where did you get them?"

"Do you like them?" you asked timidly. "I bought them when Gemma gave me my first paycheck." You smiled. "I always said that as soon as I had money, I would buy them."

"I love how they look on you," he affirmed, playing with the zipper of the garment. "But I think they would look prettier on the floor." He smiled, giving me a mischievous smile. "What do you say, princess?"

"I'd say I agree with you," you murmured, mimicking his gesture.

The Scotsman leaned in to kiss you, his mouth, as always, moving eagerly over yours, as if no matter how many times he'd kissed you, he always needed more.

You brought your hands to either side of his face to deepen the kiss, causing you both to gasp into each other's mouths.

Chibs tugged at your lower lip between his teeth, causing you to let out a moan that was quickly replaced by a groan as he began to pull down your pants.

And at that moment, there was a knock at the door.

An exasperated grunt escaped Chibs's lips, and he gave you one last kiss before resting his forehead against yours.

"Fuck, this has got to be a fucking joke," he complained, causing you to give an amused smile. "Are you expecting someone?"

"No, just you," you smiled before getting up from her lap and combing your hair a little with your fingers. "I'll go see who it is, I won't be long," you promised, heading for the door.

When you opened it, you didn't expect to find the person standing there.

The new prospect of the sons watched you closely for a few moments.

Ever since you started working for Gemma, you'd noticed how his eyes followed you around the workshop, and how he always seemed to be doing anything to get your attention.

You weren't sure if he liked you or if he was just one of those people you talk to and seem to be flirting with you all the time, even if he didn't mean to.

You watched him from above, just like he had, before speaking.

"What are you doing here?" you asked politely.

"I saw you leave the TM faster than usual," he explained. "I just wanted to make sure you got home safely, and that no one had kidnapped you, you know," he whispered, winking at you.

"Very funny, prospect," you murmured, crossing your arms over your chest. "Well, as you can see, I got home in one piece, so…"

"Yeah, right," he whispered. "You look beautiful tonight," he blurted out. "Well, actually, you always do."

At that instant, you felt Chibs' presence behind you.

He leaned against the doorframe beside you, staring at the rookie, and he did the same.

He didn't need to say anything; with a simple nod, the boy understood it was time to go.

Without a word, he hopped on his motorcycle and disappeared down the road as quickly as he'd arrived.

"There was no need to scare the poor kid," you said, laughing as you closed the door.

"That 'poor kid,' as you call him, interrupted the moment I was having with my girl," he whispered, placing his hands on your waist to pull you back towards him. "Nobody does that"

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Tommy Flanagan as Petrov in 40-Love (2021)

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Bucky No V - Skype session So… we know that our two favorite old citizens were skype pals between Civil War and Infinity War; so I need to do something about it. (This took me about 5 hours. A lot of work so please do not repost my work. No pinterest, instragram, tumblr, twitter or facebook. Don’t delete the text below this gifset. I didn’t create this all by myself, I use other people resources that wouldn’t have the recognition if you repost/delete this.  Credits: (x) Seb Video | (x) Chris Video | (x) Skype Template)

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He knows

Lets just look at it with a bit more focus...