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The Betty Supernaw Hells Angels & POBOBs Archive
There is plenty of lore and legend, with in the Hells Angels MC, and the story of a female patch maker is one of them.
In June of 1951, months before starting the Hells Angels MC, the clubs founder Dick White went to S & W Sports Lettering, in San Bernardino, to have the first set of Hells Angels colors made. All he could show the shop’s owner, Betty, was his tattoo, of a winged skull and flames, that his friend used to draw over and over again.
This would mark the beginning of America’s biggest antihero subculture movement exported to the rest of the world. For the next 50 years Betty Supernaw was the go to patch maker for the Hells Angels MC. The Chapters in Northern California eventually found their own patch maker(s), but whenever a new charter was issued, by Berdoo, the patches were chainstitched by Betty. She didn’t stop at just MC’s, she eventually became the go to patch maker for many car clubs, and local street gangs, never judging a customer, or group of customers, for who they were or what they did.
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charminggirl512 · 2 years
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going to the chapel // chibs telford x oc
Chibs Telford x F!OC
Warnings: 18+, smut (daddy, breeding kink), language, slight mentions of suicidal thoughts, mentions of pregnancy/babies
Word Count: 2,178
A/N: This story takes place before any of the other ones that I've already posted. Enjoy!
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   This day was nowhere close to what I expected it to be. My mother wasn't helping me get ready. My dad wasn't waiting to walk me down the aisle. I didn't even have a bridesmaid But, I wouldn't change a thing about it. I knew that I felt safe and secure with the man that I was vowing to spend the rest of my life with. I knew that I loved him more than anything in the world and that we would be able to make it through anything together. 
   I run my hands over my dress one last time, admiring the midi dress's satin material and corset-style top that made my waist look as thin as a pencil and made my boobs almost spill over the top. Chibs was gonna lose his mind once he saw me and I couldn't wait. I make sure that my dark hair is perfectly curled one last time before Donna hands me my bouquet of white roses mixed with baby's breath. 
"You ready, El," Gemma asks as she peeks her head into the main bedroom of the cabin. 
   When I told Chibs that I didn't want a big wedding and would be fine just doing it at the clubhouse or the courthouse, he said that he wouldn't marry me unless it was in a white dress in a place that we both loved. We agreed that the cabin would be perfect and that we could do the ceremony in the backyard, surrounded by the club. I didn't really have anyone else to be there, but I wouldn't want anyone else there anyway. 
"Let's get married," I say with a smile, turning away from my reflection and heading out for the rest of my life. 
   Jax agreed to walk me down the aisle and I could tell that he felt pretty smug about me picking him over Piney or Clay. In all honesty, I didn't think that Piney would be able to safely or quickly make it to the altar and I still didn't fully trust Clay. Something just felt off about him.
"Darlin', you look beautiful. Chibs is gonna come in his pants when he sees you," Jax says as he stands in the kitchen waiting for me. I roll my eyes but accept his warm hug. 
"Thanks for putting that oh so nicely, Jackson." He kisses my cheek as his response before looping our arms together. We walk out the front door to where everyone is gathered, not a suit in sight but plenty of Sons of Anarchy patches. We decided to go without chairs because it was gonna be a short ceremony and would be much more hassle than it's worth. 
   We stand at the end of the aisle and I can finally see him. I can't help but grin at his dropped jaw. He looks so incredibly handsome, his hair actually styled for once. He's wearing his 'nice' jeans as he likes to call them, and black boots on his feet to go with his kutte. Jax leads me down the aisle, my mind totally blocking out the music and everyone whispering. We finally make it to Chibs and Piney, who's officiating the wedding. 
"I would warn you to take care of her and make sure nothing happens to her, but I think we both know that she would cut your dick or your head off before I could do anything so we'll skip the speech on that," Jax says cheekily, Chibs throwing his head back laughing because he knows that's exactly what would happen. 
"You're so beautiful, little lamb," Chibs whispers to me as he grabs my hands and pulls me so that we're almost chest to chest. He keeps our hands clasped together as Piney begins to do the typical wedding ceremony. Chibs and I each wrote our own vows and I say mine first.
"Filip, this is gonna be cheesy as hell and I hope you'll still say I do when I'm finished. When I met you, I was a scared little girl fresh off of a plane from Ireland with no money, no family, and no friends. All I knew was that I would hopefully feel safe away from my past and that I had a guaranteed job at Teller-Morrow. You walked out of that garage, wearing those coveralls that make your ass look really good, wiping your greasy hands on an already greasy towel and I was hooked. Just when I thought you couldn't get better, you opened your mouth and a piece of home came out of it. 
    It didn't take long for me to fully fall in love with you, despite my fears of being too young for you. I fell in love with your laugh and your smile. I fell in love with the way that you were always checking up on me and making sure that I was okay. I fell in love with your love for your brothers who took me in as one of their own. But most of all, I fell in love with that snake that you keep in those tight pants." There are hoots and hollers at that, but I keep talking. 
"You kept me alive at a time when I really didn't wanna be anymore, Filip. You put me back together after my family broke me. You showed me your love and care every day, even if you were hundreds of miles away. When you asked me to marry you, I knew that I didn't deserve you, but I was gonna keep you forever because there is no one else I would rather be than your wife, your partner, your little lamb. I love you, Filip Telford. Today, tomorrow, and forever after that." 
   I have to wipe away my tears once I finish, but Chibs just lets his fall. He brings my left hand up to his mouth, kissing my palm three times before joining our hands again between us. He clears his throat and throws me a warm smile before he beings his vows. 
"Ellie, my little firecracker, I've loved you since I saw your ass and hips in those black jeans that day that you walked into the garage. I didn't know you yet but I knew that you were strong and beautiful and you sure as fuck weren't gonna take any shit from me. I would've married you then if I didn't think you would file a restraining order soon after. I don't think I'll ever love you more than I do now, except when I finally put some baby Telfords in ya. You're the best thing that ever happened to me, Eleanor. I was sad for a really long time before you found me and you breathed life into me once again. 
   I promise to wake up every morning with you on my mind and in my heart. I promise to always make you happy, whether it be with my cock or my hilarious jokes. I promise to give you the life that you deserve, no matter what it costs me along the way. You're it for me, babe. You're stuck with me until we're both six feet under. But, most importantly, I promise to treat you as good as my leather and ride you as much as my Harley. Cheers, babe." 
   His brothers say the last line along with him, biker boys through and through. Bobby hands Chibs my wedding band and Donna hands me his. I take his rough and calloused left hand and slide the thick silver band on. He slides on a thin white gold and diamond-encrusted band that goes perfectly with my engagement ring. Finally, Piney says the perfect words. 
"You may now kiss the bride." 
   I barely have time to register his words before Chibs is sliding his tongue through my open mouth, his hands grabbing onto my ass and pressing me against him. I cradle his face between my hands, deepening the kiss before the loud cheering behind us interrupts our kiss. He swings me up into his arms and carries me through a crowd of our friends and family. He quickly takes me into the cabin and back to the main bedroom where I got ready. He pushes me onto the bed before locking the door and pouncing on top of me. He claws at the top of my dress, pulling it down to expose my tits to his waiting mouth, moaning as soon as his lips wrap around the peak.
"Filip Telford, if you rip my dress, this will be a very short marriage," I breathlessly get out in between moans as I dig my hands into his salt and pepper hair. 
"Yes ma'am, Mrs. Telford," He says with a grin before turning his attention to my other nipple. He pushes the bottom of my dress up and is greeted with my bare pussy. "No panties? Naughty, naughty girl."
   He gives me no warning before he thrusts two fingers into me, leaving me to arch my back which pushes his fingers further into me. He must feel my walls contracting around him, knowing that's my cue that I'm going to come soon because he sinks to his knees at the end of the bed. He slides one heeled foot over his shoulder, the other one following soon after before he fully pushes my silk dress up to expose my soaked pussy to the cold air. 
"Such a pretty little pussy. Be careful, lamb, or you'll drip all over that sexy little dress. Maybe I should clean that up for you. That's what nice husbands would do." 
   He dives in like a starved man, lapping up the moisture between my lips before gently sucking my clit between his lips. I scream his name as my orgasm begins, and he eggs it on by sliding his fingers back into me, three this time. Tears roll down my cheeks as I come around his tongue buried deep into my cunt. He only stops when I shove his head away from me, the overstimulation taking over my senses. 
    He smirks up at me from the floor, his lips and facial hair glistening with my wetness, and he slowly sucks my essence off his fingers. I drop my head back onto the mattress, and the menace quickly climbs on top of me. 
"You're gonna be the death of me and we've only been married for twenty minutes," I pant out as I undo his belt and quickly pull his rock-hard cock out of his pants. I quickly scoot down so that his cock is right in front of my lips, a drop of come tempting me to taste him. I quickly swipe my tongue over the head before pulling him into my mouth fully. I work to get him as far down my throat as I can before he's pushing me off. 
"I'm coming in that pussy, lamb, so you best stop now. Now, come ride your husband like a good little wife." I'm positioning his tip at my entrance before he's even finished his sentence and we groan together as he slides in. He loves when I'm on top because he becomes a man possessed when he sees my tits bouncing up and down as I ride him. 
   He grips onto my hips and meets my thrusts with his own. The sound of our moans and skin slapping together emanates throughout the room, drowning out the noise outside the cabin. As I get closer and closer to coming again, my body gives up on me and Chibs flips us over so that he's on top. He wraps one of my legs around his waist and pulls the other one so that my ankle rests on his shoulder. As he pounds into me, he uses one hand to hold both of mine above my head and the other to rub tight circles on my clit. We both look down at the head of his cock bulging under the skin of my lower stomach and he lets go of my hands to press down on the thin skin that we're staring at. 
"Come on, lass. Come around my cock. Squeeze around me until I fuck a baby into you. That's it, baby. Come around daddy's cock."
   Tears once again roll down my cheeks as I come the hardest I ever have at his words. He's quick to follow, burying his face in my neck as he moans my name over and over again. We lay there breathing heavily for a minute before he gently kisses me as he pushes my hair out of my face. 
"So proud of you, my love. I love you so much. Let's get you cleaned up and then go enjoy the rest of our wedding, hm?" 
"Leave it." He stops at my words and stares down at me, his brown eyes bearing down into my blue ones. 
"What?" 
"I wanna walk around with you dripping out of me." He groans at that before flopping down onto the bed next to me. 
"Best. Wife. Ever."
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Magog MC, New Zealand, late 70s
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Part of Cover Photo for Street Chopper magazine Winter 2011.
Death Traps MC solarized.
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Asher, aka Saint, is an Outlaw Biker in a small town. His parents up and left him and his brothers who are still in middle school. He works at the MC owned mechanic autoshop. He is protective over those he cares about. He likes motorcycles and muscle cars.
I tried a group chat with Asher and one of my other characters- Colton. I played with the scenario of being Colton’s daughter and dating the ‘bad boy’ Asher. It was a lot of fun- I’d definitely say if you like the group chats to try it out.
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Key: smut -🍓/fluff -🌼/ angst -🐂/ personal favorite - 👓/
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Bruce Banner:
Can You Stay? @pottahishotasf 🍓🌼
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Clint Barton:
Book:3 Sweeter Than Honey @toomanyrobins2 🍓🌼🐂👓
Come Back to Me Series @itsanerdlife 🌼🐂 (1/20)
Ex Games @itsanerdlife 🌼🐂 (1/20)
Hot Cocoa Kissing @clints-lucky-arrow 🌼🐂
Just For Tonight @clints-lucky-arrow 🌼🐂
Outlaws Promise Series @itsanerdlife 🌼🐂 (MC| 1/23)
Something Brewing Between Us @ghostofskywalker 🌼
Third Times The Charm @ghostofskywalker 🌼
Turn Off the Stove @clints-lucky-arrow 🍓🌼🐂
We All Fall Down Series @itsanerdlife 🌼🐂 (1/20)
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Dr. Stephan Strange:
Dork @holylulusworld 🌼🐂
Strange Love @holylulusworld 🍓🌼🐂
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Frank Castle:
Catch & Break @clints-lucky-arrow 🌼🐂
Coffee Laden-metaphor @rae-gar-targaryen 🌼🐂
I See Right Through You Series @forever-rogue 🌼🐂👓 (1/6)
Out Of The Question Series @itsanerdlife 🌼🐂 (MC|1/24)
Take It Slow @clints-lucky-arrow 🍓
Wet Metal @clints-lucky-arrow 🍓🐂
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Natasha Romanov:
Black Umbrellas @neonovember 🌼🐂
Cooking Dinner For Her @ghostofskywalker 🌼👓
Fresh Kill Series @ghostofskywalker (mob au) 🌼🐂
Home Run Romance Series @ghostofskywalker 🌼🐂
Homecoming @ghostofskywalker 🌼👓
Meet The Avengers @ghostofskywalker 🌼🐂👓
You Take Care Of Her When Sick @ghostofskywalker 🌼
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Thor:
A (Vi)king’s Love Series @holylulusworld 🍓🌼🐂(Vikings au)
Just A Dare @pottahishotasf 🍓🐂
The Fitness Pack 2 @holylulusworld 🌼🐂👓 (+sized!R)
The Hammer Series @holylulusworld 🍓🌼🐂 (MC)
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Loki:
As The World Caves In @ghostofskywalker 🌼🐂
Dance The Night Away @ghostofskywalker 🌼🐂
Hangover Of A Lifetime @ghostofskywalker 🌼🐂
Sleepless Nights & Starry Eyes @ghostofskywalker 🌼🐂
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Look for etched brass pieces, with enamel inlay called “epone,” and signed “Andy.” The pieces came out of California between the 1970s and the 1990s, and most pieces are dated, as well as numbered. Andy was a unique artisan craftsman,whose real name was Robert Andrus. Andy lived in North Hollywood, Studio City, Laurel Canyon, Carson, Yukaya, Ventura, and Bakersfield / Oildale (which is where he died in 1992).
“Andy” made custom zippo lighters for many celebrities, and friends, which he dubbed “Andy’s Underground Pipes,” because the zippos transform into pipes. The mouth piece for the pipe telescopes out from the lid of the Zippo lighter, and the “bowl” to put your weed in, is the Zippo lid as well (Self contained). A “coke spoon” folds up and slides into the bottom of the Zippo on the right hand side, and what looks like a key chain comes off of the Zippo, which has a Roach Clip that unfolds and telescopes out of a piece of brass. The key-chain comes off of the key-chain, in order to pass it around a circle, using a home engineer pull mechanism that Ive never seen before. The Swiss Army Knife of Zippos, if youre a stoner. Each lighter was custom designed for the buyer, and was signed “Andy” with a date, and a unique # for each one.
Andy also made custom jewelry boxes / stash boxes, folding and non folding buck knives, belt buckles, key fobs, pendants for necklaces, etc. Each item is signed “Andy” with a date and a #.
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"To the friends who lent me money and kept me mercifully unemployed. No writer can function without them. Again, thanks" H.S.T.
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