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Hi, when I read this passage: "you glanced back at him over your shoulder and giggled of the fucked out look on his face" I saw this photo im my head right away 😁🔥

okay wait

i never thought of this pic when writing it but i deff see it now lol

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Tuesday Tommy 🤩

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𝐄𝐓𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐈𝐄’𝐒 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑 𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐀𝐑𝐘 𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐍𝐈𝐂 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 | 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓 𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐒

ᯓ★ event post here, submissions are open until the 1st of july 2025!!

ᯓ★ main masterlist | one year masterlist

— everything will still be listed in masterlist order, so apologies if you're looking for a character further down the list!

— if you can't find a fic, please check out the first prompts masterlist here

— * contains smut / suggestive content, warnings posted on each individual fic; read and heed the warnings. all content is 18+, mdni

each listed under their respective fandoms

THE WALKING DEAD

Daryl Dixon

— grab a plate

Shane Walsh

— slow burn sunrise *

Merle Dixon

— why hide em?

CALL OF DUTY

Captain MacTavish

— married

CRIMINAL MINDS

Aaron Hotchner

— held by mistakes

Derek Morgan

— due for dinner

Luke Alvez

— off limits

SONS OF ANARCHY

Jax Teller

— let me love you

— red velvet cake

— ghosts of Charming

Chibs Telford

— flowers and room keys

— taste of your kiss

— back to bed, one way or another *

— know you're awake *

— sleep talks

— tonight

— right back here

— heels

— take care of you *

— apple and jameson

— alarms *

— take what he wants *

— licence and insurance

— Tig's shirt *

— to love is to remember

— got him all night

— table for three

— nice?

— emergency contact

— rogue waves and tan lines

— unresolved dog ties

— forgive me slowly

— only look at me

— glass houses

— broken beds

— still bleeding

— ten minutes

— the longest week

— a cruel kind of silence

— wasn't the dog

— sight for sore eyes

— long time coming

— on Wednesydays we wear pink

— thin walls and thicker tension *

— move in invitation *

— morning to you too *

Juice Ortiz

— monster and sour patch kids

— Vegas

— nicked shirts and shaky ladders

— pancakes and promises

Tig Trager

— what's under it *

— cuddles

— glitter and cum *

— every last one of them

— the missing cat **

— little things

— secretary

MARAUDERS

James Potter

— mama

Poly!Marauders

— body wash

Poly!Wolfstar

— too hot to handle

HP/SLYTHERIN BOYS

Ron Weasley

— late nights and early mornings

Draco Malfoy

— think we kissed

Mattheo Riddle

— morning care

Tom Riddle

— uncontrolled confessions

NCIS + SVU

Tony DiNozzo

— sons and secrets

Elliot Stabler

— here at night

Rafael Barba

— unspoken evidence

MARVEL

Wade Wilson

— scars and soft things

SHAMELESS

Lip Gallagher

— an apology and a cigarette

Kev Ball

— thought you left *

SCREAM

Billy Loomis

— snuck in for pleasure *

Stu Macher

— can't happen again

MISC

Javier Pena

— breakfast *

Cesar Diaz

— talk if you want, stay if you don't

Stevo Levy

— the one for me

Rio

— outside the covers *

Joel Miller

— mornings with you *

© 2025 etclouie. I do not condone reposting, plagiarising or translating my work in any form. my blog is 18+, strictly no minors !!

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hey can i get sugar daddy chibs with nsfw 8C 𓃟 please? happy celebration and happy one year

title; too hard to resist (Chibs Telford x fem!reader)

prompts; 8) standing, c) wrapping a hand around the column of their throat and  ꒰ 𓃟 ꒱ a balcony — from build an nsfw fic 

warnings; sugar daddy!chibs x sugar baby!reader, sugar daddy dynamics, daddy kink, another weekend away, smut, minors do not interact!!!, p in v, creampie, but that’s it ? (789 words)

a/n; to say this is the last post for my event!! thank you to everyone who celebrated with me, and thank you for the great first year (and 93 days) ending the event with a bang with my fave lol 🫶

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— thank you for celebrating my one year!!! | submissions are now closed

Chibs had taken you away on another weekend getaway.

and of course, as the night drew in, so did Chibs’ want for you.

he’d found you out on the hotel room’s balcony, back to him as he came up behind you, his arms wrapped tight around your waist.

“hey baby”

you knew that lilt to his voice all too well, the low drawl to it.

his lips pressed the corner of your jaw while his right hand slid down your front, slipping into the waistband of your panties.

“you know, i thought you were better at asking for what you want”

he chuckled at your words, pressing a kiss to your shoulder as he crowded into your space, his chest pressed flush against your back as he whispered against your ear.

“ye know me love, better at taking what i want than asking”

you rolled your eyes at his words, but made no effort to push away his hands as they inched down your panties.

Chibs leaned in, kissing you deeply as you kicked your underwear aside.

his lips curled into a smirk, one hand firm on your hip while the other pushed down his boxers to free his cock.

a hum fell from your lips as Chibs kicked your legs further apart, while you leaned over the railing to push your ass against him.

“that’s it, good girl fer daddy”

he murmured, stroking his cock a couple of times before positioning himself at your entrance.

with a sharp thrust, he buried himself to the hilt, earning a breathy moan from you as your walls fluttered around him.

one of Chibs’ hands lifted to wrap around the column of your throat, pulling you back against him as he started to rock his hips.

“ye want the neighbours to hear baby?”

his tone was teasing, but it still stoked the flame burning inside you.

your cunt fluttered around him as he chuckled against your ear again, giving your throat another squeeze while his other arm wrapped securely around your waist to hold you against him.

the balcony was filled with the sounds of your moans and the steady slapping of skin on skin, as well as Chibs’ groaned against your shoulder.

“that feel good baby?”

he angled his hips to hit that one spot that had you seeing stars, causing your hands to grab at the railing to support yourself from every brutal thrust he gave.

you were already hurtling towards your climax and you both knew it.

Chibs always seemed to manage this, making you cum quick with a few teasing words and just the right punch to his thrusts.

it was maddening.

with every thrust he gave, your walls fluttered around him, pulling another moan from him in the process.

Chibs squeezed your throat again, trailing his kisses along your neck until he was kissing his way to steal a half kiss from you.

“shit daddy..”

you mewled, pushing back against him as he hit that one spot over and over again, every thrust hitting with more precision than the last.

“gonna cum”

another groan fell from his lips, feeling your walls flutter desperately around him as you teetered on the edge.

his pace faltered but only for a second, quickly regaining his rhythm as he doubled down on his thrusts, driving into you with more force as he pushed you closer and closer towards the edge.

“ye gonny cum fer daddy?”

you could only nod in response, too far gone for any words to come out.

he pressed another kiss to your shoulder as the head of his cock hit that one spot again.

it didn’t take much more from either of you, Chibs only needing to rock his hips a couple more times before you were careening over the edge with a breathless moan.

“fuck sweetheart, that’s it”

Chibs cursed, dropping his head as he rocked up into you again and again, groaning lwoly as your walls spasmed around him with the force of your climax.

he gave a sloppy thrust, grunting as he rocked up one last time as your walls fluttered sensitively around him, before he was quickly following you over the edge.

you pushed back onto his cock as he spilled himself into your warmth, rutting shallowly against your ass as he spilled everything he had to offer.

“that’s it, take it like a good girl fer daddy”

his voice was wrecked as he leaned against you, making a blissed out giggle topple from your lips.

“can’t even watch the sunset in peace, huh?”

he huffed into your shoulder, burying his face into the crook of your neck before grumbling again.

“aye well, canny help myself around ye love. too hard to resist”

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{PART 2}Imagine you hitchhike and end up getting picked up by bikers...

PART 1

[Trigger Warning - abusive ex / DV]

.....What had you gotten yourself into?

The ride was smoother than you imagined it would be; never having been on the back of a bike before. You enjoyed every second of embracing Chibs' - you bet you'd never even see a biker again after this let alone be pressed against one. Inhaling his scent once again you let out a small sigh of hope.

All 3 of you pulled up at the place they called the 'Clubhouse' in Charming. It was a quaint little town and the name was quite fitting.

You climbed off the bike with as much grace as possible. You caught Chibs eyeing you over his shades. You noticed Tig behind roll his eyes and wander off into the clubhouse. "I'll see you inside Chibby." Chibs waved a hand at him.

Embarrassed with the attention, you scrambled to remove the helmet on your head.

"Hey, let me help you with that..." He was already unclasping the helmet before you could refuse. A cigarette sexily hanging from his lips. You stood helplessly trying not to meet his eyes. His touch and eye contact did unexplainable things inside of you.

Snapping you back to reality the phone in your hand started vibrating again. It had been non stop on the ride into Charming. You saw Chibs look at the phone screen which read the name 'Joe' at the top.

"Lassie, are you going to answer that phone?" Chibs asks but stops short and doesn't say another word as he sees the dread fill your eyes. He looks at you concern filling his.

"I can't thank you both enough for the ride and escort into your town.. but I'm good from here. I'd offer you money for the lift but I don't have any cash on me..."

"Hey, don't bullshit me lass, are you in some sort of trouble?"

You start to panic, you really don't want to get anyone involved in this shit with Joe. "I really appreciate your help Chibs but this is my problem not yours or anyone elses.."

The phone started again in your hand - a tiny tear ran down your cheek as you glance again at the screen. Wishing and praying for Joe to disappear from your life. He terrified you.

"Hey, don't be crying now." Chibs cupped your cheek. Your emotions got the better of you and you began sobbing.

Chibs filled with more concern. "Y/N, I need you to be honest with me now. Me and boys at the club can help you with whatever is happening. Are you running away from somewhere or someone? If you are in danger, you need to tell me. You don't need to go through this alone!"

Your knees buckled in shock.

5 years you have felt totally alone with Joe and the abuse he has inflicted on you mentally and physically.

As you fell to the floor, Chibs' arms had already caught you. He held you tightly against him as you let it all out. He didn't let go until he knew you had calmed down.

"Right, let's get you a stiff drink lass. You're telling me everything and you're staying here until further notice so I can keep an eye on you myself."

You nod your wet, tear stained face at him in relief.

"I've got you." a small smile tugged on both your mouths.

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{Part 3} Imagine you hitchhike and end up getting picked up by bikers..

[PART 1 & PART 2]

...."Come on, you can get yourself cleaned up in my room." Chibs led you into the clubhouse. You tried keeping your head down to hide your tear stained face, you prayed there wasn't going to be many people inside.

You were so wrong!

Tables were full of guys wearing the same cuts as Chibs & Tig. Women were scattered around the room also and around the men.

A group of slim, confident women stared over from a table in the corner of the room. One of them; quick to stand up as she saw you enter with Chibs. The room fell quiet as soon as she did.

"I didn't think you were into hookers, Chibby?" She chewed gum with such arrogance in your face as she looked you up and down. You couldn't bring yourself to say anything out of pure shock.

Chibs looked shell shocked too - The audacity of this woman - he went to open his mouth but was swiftly interrupted.

"Hey Steph, how about you shut your trap and go outside for a smoke, yeah?" A mature looking woman, walked over and addressed the gum chewing bitch. Steph as you now know her, scoffed in the woman's face and walked away slowly after standing her ground for only seconds. "I was only asking my Chibby a question. I'll see you later instead babe." She winked as she lit her cigarette leaving the clubhouse.

"Fucking bitch." Chibs mumbled quietly.

The mature woman gestured towards the hall past the bar.

"Chibs, take this poor girl to get cleaned up and rested if she needs. I'm so sorry about Steph darling, she's all mouth."

Turning to Chibs she said "you need to sort that out." raising her brows towards where Steph left the room.

Looking back at you she carried on. "I'm Gemma, if you need anything let me know. I'm the mother around here. We won't let her bother you again."

You nod with a small smile, "Thank you Gemma, I appreciate this!"

Chibs cups your back and leads you to the hallway. Entering the 3rd door on the right. The smell of Chibs hit you so suddenly, this was definitely his room.

You place your bag on his bed.

"Y/N" his voice was so soft. "I can't be more sorry for what just happened out there."

You wave your hand at him - "No please, there's no need to be sorry! I'm the one who is sorry - I'll just get cleaned up as I'm desperate for a shower and I'll get out of here. I don't want to cause you any more issues." you turn to get some fresh clothes from your bag. Acting fast, so you can get out of Chibs' hair.

Chibs holds your upper arm and ushers you to face him.

"Lass, you have caused me no issues. I need you to know that. There is nothing between me & Steph, she just thinks she's entitled to me because the other members have old ladies &..." you stop him placing your hand on his... "Chibs, it's not my business. I appreciate all you're doing for me. I just need to get cleaned up then I'll be out of here."

His face drops - he looked kind of.. disappointed.

He gives a slight nod before showing you to the bathroom.

Before closing the door to the bathroom - you watch Chibs walk over and sit in the armchair beside the bed.

Eyeing the products on the shelf, you grab some of the sandalwood shower gel. Smelling like a man has got to be a lot better than smelling like you do right now.

The joy you felt washing after hours of travelling was unreal. Letting the water run through your hair as you allow it to wash out the shampoo you've scrubbed into it - Suddenly, the bathroom door opens.

"Oh my god" you exclaim as you jump - covering yourself the best you can. There wasn't even a shower curtain!

Chibs bursts in not even taking a second to consider what he has done.

"Lass, look you're not going anywhere. You need to tell me what's going on with you. It's not sitting right with me that a beautiful, young woman is not safe - and that you're clearly trying to get away from someone or something. If I let you leave I would never rest again.."

"Chibs..." you begin... "Y/N, I know - I'll leave and give you privacy but I just ca...

"You think I'm beautiful?" not being able to stop the words leaving your mouth.

"Are you kidding lass?" his brow furrows. You catch his eyes tracing up and down your curves and water still pours over them.

"No one has ever called me that before." You drop your hands to your side - revealing all of you.

Slowly, he approaches you - his face ends up inches from yours. He raises his hand and caresses your cheek gently.

"That's insane, because you are the most attractive woman I have ever laid my eyes on lass."

You raised your hand and trace the scar - travelling from one side of his face to the other.

"Kiss me.." you manage to whisper.

A small smirk joined his mouth.

He turned letting your hand fall and passed you a towel without a word.

He walked to the door - leaving you damp and desperate still in the running water.

His eyes traced you one more time before he closed the door behind him.

"Shit." you whispered to yourself...

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Darker Desires: I like it! 🔥🤩 Can I get Chibs and Happy in one scene with the reader? A little jealous Chibs prompt 2 and Happy prompt 10🙏

What a tasty one!

You little dark horse.

I approve!

Enjoy! 😜

The clubhouse is half-empty, music thudding low from the jukebox, the air thick with whiskey and smoke. You didn’t plan to get yourself in this much trouble tonight—but trouble found you, in the form of two men who rarely share anything, much less a woman.

Chibs is sprawled in the worn leather chair like a king in his throne, whiskey glass loose in his hand, that wicked Scottish smirk pulling at his lips as his eyes rake over you. Happy is the opposite—lean, silent, perched at the edge of the pool table with a cigarette burning between his fingers, gaze sharp and unblinking like he’s already undressing you.

You’d been teasing, leaning too close, laughing too sweet, brushing fingertips on one then the other just to watch them twitch. You thought you were in control. But the second Happy stubbed out his smoke and Chibs set down his glass, you knew you were fucked. Literally.

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You’re pinned between them now, back pressed to Chibs’s chest, his kutte rough against your bare skin where he’s already stripped your top away. Happy’s in front of you, zipper down, heavy cock slick from the way he stroked it while watching Chibs kiss your neck raw.

“Open up, kitten,” Happy growls, voice low and dangerous. You obey without hesitation, tongue sliding against him as he pushes into your mouth, filling you, choking you on the first thrust.

Chibs keeps you steady, one arm banded across your waist, the other palming your breast, fingers tugging hard at your nipple until you whimper around Happy’s cock. “Tha’s it, mo leannan,” he purrs against your ear, accent thick, hot breath curling down your neck. “So greedy wi’ both of us, hm?”

Happy fists your hair and sets a pace that’s ruthless—deep, deliberate thrusts that have spit running down your chin. His eyes never leave yours, dark and commanding.

You whine, muffled around his cock, thighs clenching where Chibs has spread them wide. His hand slides down, rough fingers circling your clit, pressing hard just to hear you choke on Happy’s cock.

Your body shudders between them, overwhelmed and desperate. Chibs chuckles against your shoulder, low and smug. “She’s shakin’, Hap. Think she likes bein’ used like this.”

Happy pulls back just enough for you to suck in a messy breath before thrusting deep again. “I’ll decide what she likes.” His tone leaves no room for argument.

Chibs’s fingers slip lower, two shoving inside you, curling until you’re gasping around Happy’s length. His beard scratches your jaw as he kisses up to your ear. “Do you need remindin’ who you belong to?” he growls, biting hard at your pulse.

The words tear a sound from your throat, half-moan, half-desperate sob. You try to nod but Happy’s cock keeps you gagged, his grip unrelenting.

“She’s mine,” Chibs says, pumping his fingers into you faster, rubbing that spot until your legs twitch violently. “Even when I let him play wi’ ye, you’re still mine.”

Happy grins, sharp and mean, pulling out to slap his cock against your tongue. “She’ll break if you keep that up.”

“Aye, maybe I want to see her break,” Chibs mutters, curling his fingers cruelly, pressing his palm to your clit until you’re dripping down his wrist.

You’re incoherent now, tears streaking down your cheeks, spit smeared across your chin, every nerve lit. Happy pushes back into your mouth, groaning as your throat tightens around him.

“Almost there,” he grits out. His hand twists in your hair, yanking your head back so you gag around him. “But you don’t cum ‘til I say so, kitten.”

You sob around his cock, body begging, hips grinding shamelessly against Chibs’s hand.

“Beg him, lass,” Chibs orders, pulling his fingers out just to slap your clit, making you cry out. “Beg the bastard.”

Happy pulls out, strokes himself once, slick with your spit, and smears it across your lips. “Go on, kitten. Ask me real nice.”

“Please,” you gasp, voice broken, raw. “Please let me—”

Chibs shoves his fingers back in, rougher, faster, biting your shoulder until you scream.

Happy leans back against the pool table, smoke curling from his lips, watching you melt in Chibs’s lap. You’re still trembling, pussy clenching on nothing, thighs sticky. Chibs strokes your hair back, kisses the crown of your head like a lover before his hand slides back down to your throat like an owner.

“You hear that, lass?” he says, giving the softest squeeze that makes your breath hitch. “Our Hap thinks ye’ve got another one in ye.”

Happy smirks. “She does.” He crushes the cigarette out, drops his kutte to the table, and starts unbuckling his belt. The sound alone makes you squirm.

Chibs tips your face toward his, eyes dark, voice low. “You ready to prove him right?”

You nod, glassy-eyed. “Y-yeah.”

“Aye, good girl.” His tone sharpens as he shifts you off his lap and onto your knees on the couch. He peels your panties down the rest of the way and spreads your ass with one hand, exposing the mess he’s already made of you. “Look at that, Hap. She’s drippin’ for us.”

Happy comes up behind you, cock already hard again, smearing precum against your folds. He doesn’t ask—he never does. He pushes in slow but firm, thick length stretching you until you’re moaning into the couch cushion. His hands grip your hips like vices.

“Fuck, kitten,” he growls, setting into a brutal rhythm. “So tight, even after you soaked Chibs’s hand.”

Chibs kneels in front of you, unzipping. He fists his cock, guiding the tip to your mouth, tapping it against your lips until you open up. “Don’t forget about me, mo leannan.”

You take him in, gagging around the girth, spit spilling down your chin as he pushes deep. He groans, head tipping back, before his hand fists in your hair. “Tha’s it. Take it all.”

The rhythm they set is merciless. Happy slamming into you from behind, Chibs using your throat, both men feeding on your helpless sounds. Your body is nothing but a vessel between them, every nerve alive with overstimulation.

“Listen to her,” Chibs pants, thrusting shallow into your mouth. “She loves it.”

Happy snarls behind you, one hand slipping around to rub your clit in rough circles. You jolt, muffled scream choking around Chibs’s cock.

“She’s close,” Happy mutters, pace never faltering. Then, with steel in his voice: “But you still don’t cum unless I say so.”

You whimper, tears streaking your cheeks, body betraying you with every twitch and squeeze. Chibs laughs darkly, pulling out just long enough to slap his cock against your tongue. “Hear that, lass? He’s in charge o’ yer cunt tonight. Not me.” He leans closer, whispering harsh against your ear, “But your soul—that still belongs to me. Don’t make me remind you who you belong to.”

The words hit harder than any thrust. You sob, torn open with need, clenching desperately around Happy’s cock.

“Now,” Happy growls, giving you the permission you’ve been dying for. “Cum for me, kitten.”

You shatter instantly. The orgasm rips through you, violent, wet, body convulsing as you scream into Chibs’s hand when he forces his cock back down your throat. Your pussy grips Happy so tight he swears, slamming deep and spilling inside you with a guttural growl.

Chibs finishes last, pulling out of your mouth only to fist himself quick and rough, smearing his cum across your chest and collarbones before grabbing your jaw to make you lick the rest from his fingers.

When it’s done, you collapse forward against the couch, wrecked and trembling. Happy zips up, quiet and satisfied, lighting another smoke like nothing happened. Chibs gathers you up into his lap, stroking your hair, kissing your temple.

“There now,” he murmurs against your skin, voice softer, calmer. “Ye did so well for us, sweet thing.”

Happy exhales smoke, eyes on you. “Next time, kitten,” he says flatly, “you’re taking us both at once.”

The promise hangs heavy in the air, filthy and inevitable.

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Chibs request - please could I have the following action - for our muses to go another round in the morning

Then the use of the following prompt lines - can’t find my shirt and you look cute all frazzled like this. 

title; morning to you too (Chibs Telford x fem!reader)

prompts; “can’t find my shirt”, “you look cute all frazzled like this” and 2) for our muses to go another round in the morning — from  morning after starters 

warnings; semi established, morning after, smut, minors do not interact!!!, p in v, creampie, piss poor ending but that’s it (735 words)

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you didn’t mean for it to happen, you were only lying on your stomach as you waited for Chibs to get out of the shower.

but he had other ideas.

he moved towards you once he’d gotten out of the shower, climbing onto the bed behind you while his hands pulled your ass back towards him.

“good morning to you too”

you glanced over your shoulder at him, rolling your eyes as he rutted against your ass with a growing need.

“really?”

Chibs only nodded in response, giving another roll of his hips against your ass before you were pushing back against him.

that made him groan.

“need you baby”

you nodded, dropping your forehead to your arms as you pushed back against him.

he groaned again, taking hold of his cock and stroking himself slowly before he nudged himself at your entrance.

in one smooth thrust, he pushed into your warmth.

both of you moaned out at the feeling, his hips starting a steady pace as he held your hips in place.

Chibs leaned over you to murmur against your ear, low and deep.

“always such a good girl fer me, eh?”

you could only nod in response, earning a sharper thrust from Chibs as warmth started to spread throughout your body.

his lips pressed to the corner of your jaw as his pace picked up, rocking into you sharper.

Chibs rocked into you with all but ruthless thrusts, creating a steady slapping of skin on skin sound.

“that feel good love?”

he already knew the answer, but he wanted to stoke the flame inside you.

“close baby”

you moaned out, earning another sharp thrust while his hands squeezed tightly at your hips, still holding you in place as he continued to drive into you.

Chibs pressed another kiss to the corner of your jaw as he angled his hips to hit that one spot over and over, sending the coil winding tight in your belly.

“there she is”

he grunted, hitting that spot again with a precision that had you seeing stars.

your walls fluttered around him, making his pace falter before he pulled himself back together, continuing his brutal thrusts as you teetered closer and closer to the edge.

“i’ve got ye love, cum fer me”

you nodded against your arm, his thrusts pulling another moan from your lips before you were hurtling over the edge with a breathy moan.

his thrusts faltered again, chasing his own climax with sloppy thrusts.

your cunt clamped down him with the force of your climax, your release gushing out around his cock and easing his thrusts.

“taking it like a good girl”

Chibs rolled his hips again, deeper and more desperate than the rest of his thrusts.

when your cunt fluttered and spasmed around him again, Chibs was following you over the edge with a throaty groan.

he rutted against you as he spilled himself into your warmth, rolling his hips until he spilled himself dry.

“such a good girl fer me”

Chibs murmured, keeping himself buried inside your warmth for a minute, his chest flush against your back as his body blanketed yours.

after a minute, you glanced back at him over your shoulder and giggled at the fucked out look on his face.

“that feel good?”

he nodded, staying like that for another minute before reluctantly pulling out and rolling onto his back.

his eyes followed you as you leaned in to kiss him, soft and sweet, before you were moving around the room to find your clothes.

“ach c’mon love, can just come back to bed”

you gave him a pointed look.

“i have to go”

Chibs sighed, leaning back on his elbows as he watched you continue looking for your clothes.

a smirk tugged at his lips at your growing frustration, unable to find your clothes that he’d tossed to the side in the haste to get you naked last night.

“can’t find my shirt”

he hummed, watching your eyes flick towards him while a smirk tugged at your own lips.

“you look cute all frazzled like this”

Chibs grumbled under his breath, but he couldn’t argue with you on it.

he was the one lying in bed with a blissed look on his face while you were scampering around the room for your clothes.

“aye well, ye’ve got a way of rendering me useless after i’ve had a taste love”

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Action For lazy morning sex along with the prompts of don’t think my legs work again yet and you know, if you moved in we wouldn’t keep having to say goodbye like this.  For Chibs please.

title; move in invitation (Chibs Telford x fem!reader)

prompts; “don’t think my legs work again yet” and “you know, if you moved in we wouldn’t keep having to say goodbye like this” with 11) for lazy morning sex  — from morning after starters 

warnings; established relationship, they’re dating but don’t live together yet, morning after, smut, minors do not interact!!!, p in v, creampie, some teasing, but that’s it?? (844 words)

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his fingers trailed along your thigh, trailing higher and higher until you were stopping him.

“ye awake now?”

your eyes stayed closed, but you knew he was already sporting a smirk.

“i am now, what’s wrong?”

Chibs chuckled, shaking his head.

his hand pulled yours towards his half hard cock, hidden by the blankets that remained half strewn across your bodies.

“nothin’ wrong love”

your opened one eye to peer over at him, slapping at his shoulder before Chibs rolled you onto your back and easily settling between your legs.

he leaned in to kiss you, nipping at your bottom lip with a softer hunger than last night.

“really?”

his eyes flickered lazily up your body until he met your gaze, trying to guage your reaction until you nodded, finding that same flicker in your eyes.

carefully, Chibs pushed your thighs further apart before he pushed into your warmth with a low groan.

“baby..”

you mewled, arms wrapping around his neck to pull him closer.

a moan fell from your lips as he bottomed out, his arms bracing himself on either side of your head as he started to rock his hips.

he leaned in to kiss you again, starting a steady pace as he rocked into you.

“shite love”

his pace was slow and deep, each ridge of his cock dragging along your walls just right with every thrust.

Chibs didn’t rush, he didn’t have to.

there was no worries of the club, not now.

no now it was just you and him, and the steady rock of his hips into yours.

“yer so fuckin’ wet”

he grunted against your lips, pulling another moan from your lips before you were kissing him again.

his groans were low and throaty, filled with lust as he continued to roll his hips, the head of his cock hitting that one spot over and over again.

Chibs kissed you again, hungrier than before while he angled his hips to hit that one spot with that expert precision that had you seeing stars.

each thrust he gave had heat licking up your neck and across your cheeks, spreading a pool of arousal in your belly and making your cunt gush around him.

“fuck baby, that’s it”

you mewled at his words, tangling your fingers in his hair to pull him closer.

Chibs rolled his hips again, making your cunt clench down around him as he hit that spot again.

“there baby..”

you moaned out, kissing him again as the head of his cock hit that one spot before he sent you careening over the edge.

he groaned low in his throat as your walls spasmed around him, your climax washing over you with a force that threatened to pull him over the edge with you.

“oh fuck”

Chibs’ thrusts had grown sloppy, chasing his own climax as your body wracked with pleasure.

you kissed him again, needier than before as he gave a sharper thrust.

“got me baby”

he murmured against your lips as he buried himself to the hilt, rutting into you with shallow thrusts before he was spilling himself into your warmth.

“that’s it”

his hands moved across your sides as he spilled himself dry, giving another shallow thrust before his body fell against yours.

your fingers moved through his hair as he rested his head on your shoulder, his lips pressing a soft kiss to the corner of his jaw as you whispered.

“i need to go baby, i’ve got work soon and my stuff is still at mine”

Chibs sighed dramatically, reluctantly rolling over onto his back as you attempted to climb out of bed.

he watched you, his gaze lazy and appreciative until you wobbled as soon as you stood.

“shit baby, you okay?”

you nodded, hands bracing yourself on the wall as Chibs moved towards you to sit you back down on the bed.

“i don’t think my legs work again yet”

a smug smirk plastered itself across his face at your words.

he leaned over you, kissing you softly while cradling your face in both hands.

“i’ll help ye get ready”

and that’s what he did.

Chibs helped you get dressed, legs still shaky as you moved throughout his apartment.

once you were finally all put together, and he was somewhat dressed, you were getting ready to leave.

but of course, Chibs had other ideas.

“c’mon baby, just call in sick, spend the day with me at the garage”

you rolled your eyes, leaning in to kiss him before whispering against his lips.

“you know, if you moved in we wouldn’t keep having to say goodbye like this”

his brows rose at your words, his eyes searching yours for any sign of teasing or a lie, but he found nothing but the truth staring back at him.

he pulled you closer to him, stealing another kiss before he murmured.

“ye want to move in together love?”

you nodded, hands moving across his chest as you whispered.

“my place, we can talk about it after you pick me up from lunch tonight.

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Chibs - “i have a name, and it’s sure as hell not kid with i’ll kick this fucking door open and “i can’t do this anymore.” leads to some hot Chibby time

title; thin walls and thicker tension (Chibs Telford x fem!reader)

prompts; 258) “i have a name, and it’s sure as hell not kid”, 250) “i’ll kick this fucking door open” and 252) “i can’t do this anymore” — from three hundred assorted dialogue prompts

warnings; unestablished relationship, mutual undisclosed feelings, age gap (unspecified but chibs is older), smut, minors do not interact!!!, p in v, pullout method used, talk of future creampies (cause reader’s on birth control), soft!chibs, but that’s it?? (1,572 words)

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rain topped like fingertips against the clubhouse windows, low thunder rumbling as the sky darkened over Charming.

inside, the hallway was dead quiet, until the sharp slap of a door cut through the stillness.

“christ kid”

you turned fast on your heel, eyes flashing.

“i have a name, and it’s sure as hell not kid”

Chibs stopped, clearly caught off guard.

if he was expecting something, it sure as hell wasn’t this.

“actually quit with the names all together”

he gave you a look, questioning and disbelief.

“excuse me?”

you turned to face him fully, arms crossed over your chest as if it was obvious.

Chibs always called you nicknames, and it only served to grind your gears.

“you know what. ‘lass’, ‘love’, ‘kid’. like i’m some stray the club’s taken in”

his jaw clenched, tongue running over the inside of his cheek.

he looked tired, frustrated, but then again so were you.

“yer pushin’ it”

Chibs said, voice low and gravelly, and too damn calm for your liking.

“you started it, why do you keep shutting me out?”

you snaped, arms staying crossed over your chest as you tried to ignore how close he was now.

he sighed, tilting his head as he spoke.

“because yer no ready for what this is”

you stepped closer, chin tilted defiantly.

“what what is Filip? say it”

he didn’t.

instead, he just stood there, muscles in his arms tense and his eyes burning holes into yours, like he wanted to say and do something, but he didn’t. again.

that silence hit harder than any answer.

you shoved past him, headed straight for the clubhouse door.

“i can’t do this anymore”

he caught your wrist before you made it halfway down the hall.

“yer no walking out”

you yanked your arm back, reaching for the handle. locked, of course.

you spun, furious.

“i’ll kick this fucking door open, i swear to god”

Chibs gave you that infuriatingly knowing look.

of fucking course he did.

“yer acting like a damn kid again”

you gave him a pointed look in return, arms crossed over your chest again.

“there it is! that word again. you know what? maybe i am too young for your taste. maybe that’s why you’ve been dancing around this for months”

his nose flared, annoyance flashing in his eyes.

Chibs was pissed.

“you think i haven’t noticed the way you look at me?”

you rolled your eyes.

“yeah? what do you notice then Chibs? that i’m just another little girl with a crush on a biker that’s too old for me? or that maybe, just maybe i see you? the man behind the kutte, the one who never lets anyone close”

silence fell between you.

it stayed there for a long minute before he took a step closer.

“ye don’t know what yer asking for, i’ve done things. things that don’t fade”

he told, voice rough.

“i’m not asking for your fucking resume”

you bit back.

Chibs eyed you, his gaze dark.

“i’m asking why you keep pretending like this thing between us isn’t real”

he took another step, close now.

his hand lifted, hesitating near your jaw, but he didn’t touch.

“you don’t scare me Filip”

your voice was softer, but that frustration remained there.

“i scare myself when i’m around ye”

he muttered, making you freeze.

for a second, the weight of it all hung heavy in the air. the tension, the months of looks, brushed shoulders, long nights too quiet for comfort.

everything unspoken was shoved into that single sentence.

and then his hand did touch, cupping your jaw and his thumb grazing the corner of your mouth.

“ye drive me fuckin’ mad”

Chibs whispered.

your breath hitched, eyes locking with his. you didn’t answer, you didn’t have to.

because the way his mouth found yours, desperate, reckless, finally. it said it all.

as the kiss deepened, Chibs walked you backwards, lips never leaving yours until your back was against one of the dorm room doors.

“please say ye want this”

you nodded, trying to kiss him again but he stopped you, needing to hear you say it.

“i want this, i want you”

that kicked Chibs into motion.

he had you in the room in seconds, the door locked behind you both before he was back on you.

Chibs made quick work of getting your clothes off, his hands appreciative as they wandered.

you walked backwards towards the bed, pulling him down after you with a soft gasp as your back hit the mattress.

“still no too late if ye don’t want this”

he told, pausing between your legs while you giggled under him.

one of your hands lifted to cradle his jaw, pulling him towards you and into a heated kiss before whispering against his lips.

“i still want this, so please can you fuck me already”

a low groan fell from his lips but he nodded, making quick work of the rest of his clothes before he was leaning over you, one hand braced on the bed by your head while the other wrapped around his cock.

you watched him through hooded eyes, rocking your hips towards him while he smirked down at you.

“easy sweetheart”

carefully, he slid into you in one smooth thrust, pulling a breathy moan from your lips.

“christ love, feel so fuckin’ good”

he groaned out, remaining still for a minute to let you adjust to him.

Chibs leaned in to kiss you again, murmuring ‘i know’s against your lips as you whined, cunt fluttering around him.

“can move now”

you told, nodding up at him as he gave a soft and questioning look. his free hand soothed across your side as he started to roll his hips, moving up your side until it joined his other hand next to your head.

his arms bracketed your head, while his body blanketed yours.

your legs wrapped around his hips, feet digging into his lower back to encourage him to move.

“there we go, i’ve got ye love”

he murmured, watching your expression as he started to roll his hips, his thrusts slow and deep.

Chibs groaned as his hips continued, his cock dragging along your walls just right with every thrust he gave.

“fuck..”

you moaned, wrapping your arms tightly around his neck, clinging to him as if he’d disappear if you let go.

one of your hands moved to the back of his head, tangling your fingers in his hair to pull him into another kiss.

the other scratched across his back, making Chibs groan against your lips.

“shite love”

Chibs shifted his hips, hitting that one spot over and over, making the coil begin winding in your belly.

a smirk plastered itself across his face as your walls fluttered around him, your moans falling freely with every thrust he gave.

“canny be close already, or am i just that good?”

you slapped at his shoulder while he chuckled, giving another deep thrust just to hear you moan.

“taking that as the second one, i’ve got ye love”

his knees pressed into the mattress as he deepened his thrusts, the head of his cock hitting that spot again.

Chibs’ groans helped spur you on, already pushing you towards your climax with every thrust he gave you.

“there we go baby, there we fucking go”

his voice was low, filled with love as he continued to rock his hips, pulling moan after moan from your parted lips as he pushed you closer and closer to the edge.

“close Chibs..”

you mewled, but it was obvious.

both of you already knew, Chibs was just trying to push you over the edge and into the sea of pleasure.

he rolled his hips again, deep and claiming, hitting that one spot that had you seeing stars.

“there she is”

he groaned as your walls clamped down around him, careening over the edge with a breathy cry of his name.

your walls spasmed rapidly around him with the force of your climax, your fingers tugging on his hair as you pulled him into another kiss.

Chibs groaned as your release soaked his cock, easing his thrusts as he chased his own climax.

his thrusts had lost all their rhythm as he now rocked into you sloppily, chasing that high that currently buzzed through your body.

another groan fell from his lips before he abruptly pulled out of you, making you whine while he stroked himself over the edge.

a throatier groan fell from his lips as he spilled himself onto your stomach, his hips rocking into his palm as he followed you over the edge.

the sight made you giggle, chewing at your bottom lip as you watched him.

he stayed like that for a minute, before he was meeting your eyes with his own blissed out look.

“what?”

Chibs asked, his hands on either side of your head again as you continued to giggle under him.

“i’m on the pill, you could’ve finished inside if you asked”

that had Chibs groaning again.

he fell to your side while you continued giggling.

“ye tell me that now”

you hummed, taking his closest hand into yours and lacing your fingers.

“you were too eager to ask, that’s not my fault”

he huffed, sitting up next to you as a smirk graced his face.

“let me clean ye up and then we’re going again, and i’m finishing inside next time” 

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Nosey Nosey 2

Pairing: Filip Chibs Telford x Female Reader

Part 1

You run into Chibs again three weeks later. You’re coming out of a convenience store, favoring your left leg when you physically run into the biker. He catches you by the upper arms, steadying you with a grunt.

“Easy, lass,” Chibs grunts and looks down at you, taking in the bruise that lines your temple and blackened right eye. He’s seen you around before, remembering you from the shop a couple of weeks ago when you’d come by for an oil change. But you weren’t beaten black and blue the last time he had seen you. Concern worms its way forward unbidden, and he is reluctant to let you go.

“What happened?”

You don’t expect the quiet command in his voice, and it makes you bristle as you pull away from the Scot. You wince when your right knee pops in protest, but ignore the sharp pain for now. You weren’t about to tell him about having to throw down with a One-Niner the other day when he had caught you snooping a little too close to Leroy and his club. You’d come out on top, but just barely.

“Oh, this?” You laugh awkwardly and take a step back, holding your bag of snacks in front of you like a shield, “Just a trip down some stairs. I’m pretty damn clumsy.”

Chibs stares at you. He knows what injuries from a fight look like, and what you wear isn’t from falling down a set of fucking stairs. But he can see that wary look in your eyes, the way that you clutch the plastic bag, and knows that if he pushes, you won’t say a word.

“Aye, stairs can be treacherous,” He comments instead and licks his bottom lip. It makes him uncomfortable seeing you like this, but he pushes away the urge to demand answers.

You shrug and point behind you, taking a step backwards, “Anyway, it’s good to see you again, Chibs. Take care.”

Filip watches you beat a hasty retreat back to your car, shoulders hunched and limping to your old beater. He watches long enough to see you back out and leave before he shakes his head at himself and lopes to the front to pay for his gas. You were an interesting woman, almost as much as the black clad rider he’d followed the other day.

He hasn’t seen her since that day he followed her down the exit, and she had shut down his attempts to try and talk to her. It annoyed him that she’d not been out since then, and any searching on his part had come up empty. Chibs wanted to talk to her, maybe even get to know her a little. Mostly, he wanted to see what she looked like under that damn helmet she refused to take off.

Chibs scoffs and shakes his head at himself, tossing his leg over his bike and starting the beast. He had better things to do than daydream about a woman. SAMCRO needed his full attention right now, especially with over half the members being in Stockton.

Kozik nods at him when he gets to the clubhouse, nursing a beer at the bar, “See our mysterious rider out there?”

Chibs’ eyes the blond and shakes his head, going behind the bar to pour himself two fingers of whiskey, “Nope. Vanished like a fuckin’ ghost.”

Kozik nods, “She's good. I caught her the other week out on 580. Better than over half the damn club.”

The Scot huffs. He knows that all too well, having watched her weave in and out of traffic like she was born on the road. But then he catches on to what the other man said and cocks a brow, lowering his glass, “When?”

Kozik shrugs, “Last Tuesday? Gone and then there like that.”

He snaps his fingers for emphasis, then gives his brother a shit eating grin, “Why? Got a little crush on her, Chibs?”

Filip glares at the blond for half a second, then knocks back his whiskey in one go, “Don't even know what the lass looks like, Kozik. Don't you have something better to do than pick on your elders?”

Kozik laughs and holds up his hands in surrender, “Alright. I get it. No mentioning the biker chick around the Scot. Don't want to hurt his feelings.”

Chibs scoffs and flicks the blonde in the forehead before he shoves off the bar, pouring himself one more glass and then loping to the chapel. He kicks the door shut behind him and plops in his usual seat, swirling his whiskey as his mind goes to you and those damn bruises that painted your face. He damns himself for being so invested in two different women who had nothing to do with SAMCRO. He was being foolish.

At least, that's what he told himself until he saw his little daredevil zooming in front of him two days later, her body flush with her sportsbike as she weaved through cars. He followed at a sedate pace, not in any hurry to catch up with her. When she took an exit, he rode behind her, keeping a fair distance away as she parked in front of a fast-food joint.

Chibs sucked in a sharp breath when she got off the bike, favoring her left leg as she limped inside. Fuck.

You and his daredevil were the same damn woman. He felt fucking stupid for not noticing before. You even shared the same build, even if it was covered in leather and a full-faced helmet. Short with those slim shoulders but with muscular legs from riding, and a full ass that he had the sudden urge to grab with both his hands and give a nice squeeze.

But that wasn't the important thing. The important thing was that Chibs had finally found you again, and this time? He was going to get the answers that he wanted.

You jerk your helmet off when you step inside the restaurant. You were fucking starving after spending most of the day just riding around. You'd needed to blow off some steam after a failed outing the other night. Due to your limp, you couldn't be as sneaky as you usually were, and your knee had given out on you while skulking around a warehouse. You got out before you'd been spotted, but it still chafed at you for being so damn clumsy.

You step up to the counter, ordering a greasy burger and fries with a soda. You settle at a corner, sipping your drink, when the chime at the entrance dings to admit another man.

Chibs doesn't bother being subtle. He's never been that kind of man before, and walks straight to your booth, sitting across from you, one arm over the back of the seat and legs spread like he was trying to take up as much room as possible. One of his boots knocked into yours and stayed there, a warning and a reassurance all in one.

“Fancy seeing you again, lassie,” He drawls, Scottish tilt heavy in his voice. Chibs smirks, head tilting to the side and tongue swiping over his bottom lip, “Fight anymore stairs lately?”

You looked better. The bruises had faded from ugly black and purple to a more subdued yellow around your right eye. Your hair was messy from the helmet, and he couldn't help but enjoy the narrowed-eyed look he got from you the moment those words left his mouth. Chibs had caught you after weeks of keeping an eye out, and he wasn’t about to let you leave without talking to you. Proper like.

Your jaw is clenched so hard that you feel your teeth ache. You’re pissed, more at yourself for not paying more attention to your surroundings than being caught by one of the Sons. But it still rankles that Chibs of all people had been the one to see you like this. You liked having your sneaky self and your leather-clad self nice and separated. It gave you a peace of mind that now felt like it’d been ripped apart from this one man.

But you could either continue to be pissy about it, or you could just accept it, and you’ve always been the type to roll with the punches anyway. So, you sigh and sit back in your booth and take a long, obnoxious sip of your soda.

“Yeah. Won this time.”

Chibs huffs a laugh at you, shifting to steal a fry from your plate, “So. What’s all this double persona shite about, lass?”

You roll your eyes, not surprised that a man like him wouldn’t bother beating around the bush over this. It’s a bit annoying, him prying like this, but you push the feeling away, “Something I started when I was young and wanted to get away with dangerous stuff.”

There, something interesting but vague enough that hopefully he wouldn’t press too much. In reality, your daily life was far more dangerous than going 90 mph down deserted highways, but Chibs didn’t need to know that.

“Dangerous shite, huh?” Telford mutters and steals another fry, chewing thoughtfully, “Like riding like the devil is chasing you.”

He pauses and looks at you, those dark eyes intense when they meet yours over the table, “Or are we talking something less… legal?”

You eye him right back, face a mask of indifference, before you shrug and take another long sip of your soda.

“Wouldn’t you like to know.”

You stand then, not wanting to continue this game of cat and mouse. Not now, when your body still aches and you are still annoyed with your little foray going so badly last night. You push the tray closer to Chibs, “Take ‘em since you want to keep stealing.”

But the Scot is immediately standing and following after you. Filip wasn’t about to let you just leave like that. He’d hardly gotten to speak with you, and damn it, he wanted to know more about you. Pick that brain of yours.

It’s been a long time since a woman had caught his attention like this, and he wasn’t more now that he knows that you and his daredevil were the same person.

“Whoa, lass, wait a second,” He called and followed you out of the building, long legs eating the distance between the two of you until he could catch you by the wrist, pulling you to a stop, “Why the rush?”

You sigh heavily, shoulders slumping as you turn and look at him, eyes honest this time and tired. In the light of the sun, Chibs can see the heavy bags under your eyes, that bruise more prominent against your skin. He drops his hand, suddenly feeling a tiny bit guilty. Before you can reply to his question, he waves a dismissive hand.

“Ignore that,” Filip says, Scottish tilt softer than usual, “Jus’.. come ride with me.”

You stare at him, taken aback by the offer, but you can’t deny that it is tempting, even with your hips and thighs already aching from how much you’ve driven around today. You lick your lips, shifting your feet, before you huff at yourself and shrug.

“Yeah, alright. Fuck it,” you turn and hobble to your bike, sliding your helmet over your head and then looking at Chibs, a wary smirk on your lips, “Let’s go.”

Maybe this was a terrible idea, but your stomach flips at the way Filip grins wide enough to show pearly teeth, and you can’t find it in yourself to care that much after that. Damn you and being weak for men like him.

You start your bike, revving the engine, then lean forward, peering closely at him.

“If you can keep up.”

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That was adorable

Chibs girl is feeling down and struggling so he decides to cheer her up by putting on one of her fav chick flicks and of course its a Wednesday when they watch it 😉 with the prompt don’t think i’ve ever seen you in pink before.”

title; on Wednesdays we wear pink (Chibs Telford x fem!reader)

prompts; “i don’t think i’ve ever seen you in pink before” — from three hundred assorted dialogue prompts

warnings; established relationship, comfort, soft!chibs, chibs being like no.1 boyfriend to make his girl happy and smile, they quite literally watch mean girls, but that’s it (579 words)

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the rain had been coming down all day.

one of those heavy, grey soul sucking kinds that made it impossible to get warm, no matter how many blankets you wrapped around yourself.

you hadn’t said much, not since that meeting at work that made you feel small. not since those texts from a friend who’s been acting less like a friend and more like a storm cloud.

everything had just piled on.

so naturally, you buried yourself on the couch in one of Chibs’ zip up hoodies, staring blankly at the tv, which wasn’t even on.

that’s when you heard the door creak open, followed by the distinct sound of his boots on the hardwood floor.

he didn’t say anything at first, just walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge, before he started rummaging around.

“ye want tea or anything?”

he called out casually.

you shook your head, not that he could see it.

still, a few minutes later, he handed you a steaming mug anyways.

“just in case”

he muttered, pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

you took a sip, your favourite of course.

when he disappeared into the bedroom, you figured he was just changing, but what came out five minutes later made you blink.

standing in the doorway was Chibs, wearing a soft pink t-shirt. it was slightly too tight on him, probably even yours.

you stared at him in disbelief while he raised an eyebrow.

“what? it’s a Wednesday, aye?”

that made your lips twitch, but the smile didn’t quite come.

“you’re not serious”

you told as he moved towards the tv before turning it on.

“i’m very serious love”

he navigated through the channels as he sat down next to you on the couch, completely ignoring the way you still watched him in disbelief.

“now.. where’s that movie where the girls are absolutely savage to each other in pink outfits and murder each other with words”

you blinked at him again.

Chibs was really going there.

“..mean girls?”

he glanced down at you, smirk on his face.

“aye, that’s the one, figured if yer gonny be sad, we might as well do it properly. full chick flick experience. even got ice cream in the freezer, that expensive kind ye like”

now the smile came, small but real.

just like Chibs always managed to pull from you.

“you’re ridiculous”

he wrapped his arm around your shoulders and pulled you into him like he was the big spoon and the couch was just made for cuddling.

“and ye love me for it”

you rested your head on his chest, listening to the steady thump of his heart while his hand moved across the length of your back.

it was soft, everything about him was soft when you were having days like today.

“i don’t think i’ve ever seen you in pink before”

you said quietly, lifting your head to meet his eyes.

“well don’t get used to it love”

Chibs grumbled, though his fingers never stopped along your back.

they stayed there, trailing the length of your back in a smooth, rhythmic motion.

“but if it make ye smile, i’d wear a damn tutu”

you burst out laughing as the movie started, letting yourself sink into the warmth of him, the ridiculousness of the moment and the healing power of mean girls and love from your leather clad biker who’d wear pink for you.

because it was Wednesday, and you needed it.

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Chibs prompt from the 300 dialogue list-

where the fuck have you been?!”

ibuprofen and a red bull is not breakfast.”

say that again, but take all the words bigger than two syllables out for me

Idea - His old lady returns home after a wild day/night with Venus and some of friends drinking.

title; ibuprofen and red bull (Chibs Telford x fem!reader)

prompts; 5) “where the fuck have you been?!”, 4) “ibuprofen and a red bull is not breakfast” and 2) “say that again, but take all the words bigger than two syllables out for me” — from three hundred assorted dialogue prompts

warnings; established relationship, reader went out drinking with venus and didn’t come home until the next morning, uh that’s it?? (738 words)

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you fumbled with your keys as the early morning sun beat down on you, making your headache all that bit worse than it already was.

once you finally got the door open, you had one thing on your mind.

breakfast.

you’d already managed to grab a box of pain killers, now you just needed to find something to wash it down with.

opening the fridge, you reached for the last can of redbull before shutting over the fridge and all but jumping out of your skin as Chibs stood on the other side of it.

“jesus christ”

but he didn’t laugh, he just stood there with his arms crossed.

“where the fuck have you been?!”

you sighed, pushing past him to sit at the kitchen table. 

his gaze followed you, a mix of worry and annoyance in his eyes as you groaned in pain at your headache.

“told you last night i was going out with Venus”

Chibs moved closer, one hand on the back of your chair and the other on the table as he leaned over you.

“aye almost seven hours ago”

you gave a weary smile, squinting up at him.

his eyes searched yours, making him sigh as you continued to squint up at him, your headache obvious.

“ye gonny tell me why ye were out drinking for seven hours?”

you couldn’t find the words, it had all just happened.

one drink with Venus turned into four, and then her friends joined and it became a seven hour thing.

it was fun, you couldn’t deny that.

but it was most definitely coming back to bite you in the ass now.

“sweetheart, talk to me. just want to make sure yer okay, ye’ve hardly looked at me since you walked in the door”

you sighed, but his words barely registered, they only seemed to add fuel to the flame of your pounding headache.

“say that again, but take all the words bigger than two syllables out for me”

Chibs gave you a knowing look.

he leaned in closer, pressing a kiss to the top of your head as he murmured softly.

“never said that many big words love”

you sighed, running a hand down your face as your headache continued.

“c’mon why were ye out drinking for seven hours?”

he was right, you had left the house seven hours ago, but he said he was having a late one.

“your late one?”

Chibs huffed, shaking his head.

“don’t change the subject, were ye out drinking all night?”

you could only nod in response, earning a sigh from Chibs.

he watched you reach for the can of redbull, cracking it open before popping one of the ibuprofen pills.

“the hell are ye doing?”

his flicked between you, the redbull and the painkillers, all three leaning against the table.

“breakfast?”

Chibs gave you that one look, the one he only gave when he knew you should know better.

and you did know better, it wasn’t breakfast, but it was all you knew you could stomach.

especially after the night you had.

“ibuprofen and a redbull is not breakfast”

he told, hooking a finger under your chin to tilt your gaze up to him.

“it is now, please don’t fight me on it”

that made him sigh, but when you gave him that look, tired eyes and a pout, he knew he couldn’t fight you on it.

his finger stayed under your chin as he leaned in to press a kiss to the top of your head, murmuring softly.

“aye least let me get ye into bed love”

you nodded, moving your arms around his neck as he walked you backwards and towards your room.

the sun was steadily pouring into the house now, but you didn’t see it, your eyes remained shut the whole way as sleep threatened to pull you under.

carefully, Chibs helped you out of your clothes and into one of his t-shirt’s, before tucking you into bed.

“i’ll be here okay? gonny call Jackie and tell him what’s happening with ye”

you tilted your head, frowning up at him.

“don’t need to for me”

Chibs shook his head, stroking his thumb across your cheek again.

his touch stayed soft as his thumb continued, back and forth in time with your breathing.

“want to love, no leaving ye in this state”

and you knew he wouldn’t.

“so sleep, i’ll be here when ye wake up”

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