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“𝓽eenage angst has paid off well. 𝓷ow I’m bored and old.” - Serve The Servants.

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[slut-for-hayden-christian]

he’s my past~ your my future part one

Words~2.3k

Character~ a.j

Prompt~ none

Request~ no~yes

Warnings~ i love to cuss- cheating- mentioned past abuse- fear of abuse- ooc a.j- spoilers for movie takers- traumatized reader ( it doesn’t fully go into it in this chapter, but in all the others it will be more prominent)- drinking- being intoxicated

A.j is persistent, y/n would give him that, in any normal situation, when someone as funny, kind, smart, charismatic…cute as a.j is, as enamored by her as a.j is.. she would happily accept these advances. Unfortunately this situation is anything but normal, she was technically spoken for, even if she hadn’t spoken to him, let alone seen him in the last four-five years, they never ended things, and he was- well he was aggressive and she was scared. Scared of what he would do to a.j, scared of what he would do to her, whenever he got out of prison that is.

“Hello, earth to y/n” a.j waved his hand in front of the spaced out girl's face. Her eyes went from glazed over to her normal perfect ones as her head slowly turned toward him, “huh” a.j smiled at her still slightly dazed expression, “I’m going to get drinks- you want one?” A.j couldn’t help but think she looked perfect all dazed from daydreaming, wide eyes looking into his as she processed what he said. She smiled, wiping the wetness from her eyes, caused by her not blinking for so long, before nodding her head yes. A.j chuckled, noting how far gone she already was, and keeping in his mind that he would have to make sure she got home safe tonight.

Finally the night came to a close, a.j was counting down the seconds he would get some alone time with y/n, she may not have the same feelings he did for her, but they were good friends and he always loved their late night talks.. even if right now y/n is drunk beyond belief he knew he would enjoy whatever conversation they had in his car.” Y/n, everyone’s leaving- are you ready to go” a.j asked, gently nudging her, she smiled before nodding- “yeah let me just grab my shit” she hobbled over to where her keys, helmet and purse sat since the beginning of the night, no wonder she got so drunk, she wasn’t paying for her own drinks. She turned towards a.j stuff in hand. “Ok bye, see you tomorrow” she stated as she passed a.j, he was quick to stop her, snatching her keys before she could think of pulling them away. “You're crazy if you think I’m letting you drive in this condition, you can’t even walk properly, I’ll drive you home tonight” she smiled and nodded.

Y/n happily ran to a.j’s car, he chuckled to himself at her drunk enthusiasm. She pulled on the door handle continuously, a.j rolled his eyes “your why i always have to get that door fixed” he sighed, she just smiled wider in response. As soon as y/n heard the small beep indicating the car had unlocked, the door was open and she was in, door quickly shutting behind her. “You're too cute” a.j sighed to himself before getting into the car himself. Y/n looked over at him, smile wide and cheeks warm from the amount of alcohol she had consumed. A.j was struggling, how was he ment to hold back, if she looked so fucking breathtaking like this, but he refused to continue to make her uncomfortable with his advances so he stoped himself, he took the hint and he stopped.

Y/n watched her house slowly come into view, she sighed- she had sobered up enough to dread going into that house. A.j parked turning to y/n, “alright- I’ll see you tomorrow, i'll be here to pick you up right after the heist” y/n felt her heart squeeze at the mention of such a danger to a.j’s life. “A.j… just be careful, come back to me, ok?” Her eyes welled with tears she refused to let fall. All a.j could think about at that moment was her words- “come back to me” a blush was settling on his face, even if he didn’t want it to. “I always have- I always will” he smiled.

Y/n groaned as she slowly opened her eyes, she quickly shut them again as the sun burned them, making the pounding worse. All memories from last night flooded back, she slowly sat up, thinking about a.j’s words, he will always come back… she looked over to the clock on the wall, realizing that she slept in. “Might as well turn on the news..” she sighed to herself standing up slowly, she stood still, waiting for the dizziness to go away, before continuing her journey to the living room, should probably get some water too. She noted, stopping by the kitchen before sitting on the couch.

A knock on y/n’s door startled her, but she still happily grabbed the rest of her things before looking in the mirror to make sure she looked ok. She felt hot, in a cute simple cropped red tank, with lace lining her boob line- her titts looked great. She paired the tank with a short pleated black jean skirt. She grabbed her perfect red leather jacket, thinking the red matched perfectly, before pulling on her long black platformed boots. She grabbed her keys, shoving them into her cute little red purse along with all of her other necessities, before rushing to open the door. Y/n was met with a.j’s charming smile, she immediately threw herself at him, wrapping him in a warm relief filled hug. “Oh thank god you're ok” she practically yelled, it being muffled by his strong chest. “ I told you I would come back to you…didn’t i” he smiled, pulling away, only to push a small strand of her hair behind her ear, “well good thing you did, you and the boys are the only ones keeping the creeps away” she teased, poking his side gently. A.j smiled “always” he whispered, looking somewhat intensely into her eyes. She loved how protective her boys were, most of them were practically brothers to her, not to mention they fully took care of her, giving her money even if her parts were always the smallest.

A.j and y/n stepped into the club, more than ready to celebrate a job well done, “heyyy!! There they are” Jesse yelled, obviously already having had a few drinks, y/n walked up and hugged him, “hey jess, glad you didn’t die- knowing how reckless you can be” Jesse was the most like y/n’s sibling, they definitely bickered like it. Jesse and a.j are the only reason y/n isn’t on site with them, she used to be, but as soon as ghost was out of the picture a.j and Jesse took over taking care of her, their a little too over protective, not that y/n minded all that much. “Yeah, yeah.. hey lilies looking for you” Jesse nodded his head in the direction of his fiancé, y/n smiled before walking over to her best friend.

“Holy shit, look at you hottie” y/n smiled at lilies words, before hugging her tightly, y/n pulled away looking lilie up and down, “well if I’m the hottie, you must be the smoke show” the girls giggled at this. Lilie had also dated ghost, luckily she was able to escape him and be with the man she loved, y/n was immensely jealous of this, oh how she wished she had the courage to leave ghost and run into the waiting, loving arms of a.j. “You came with a.j~” lilie smirked, y/n sighed- regretting telling lilie of her feelings for a small moment- “it's not like that, i was too drunk to ride Lorenzo home yesterday so a.j gave me a ride, that’s all” lilie sighed, giving y/n a pointed look. “Look y/n.. I know how you feel, i know how it is to be afraid of ghost, but he’s in jail..you need to be honest with yourself and go for it” y/n nodded, understanding what lilie was saying, if anyone knew this feeling as well as y/n it was lilie-

“A.j…” y/n walked up to where a.j was sitting, standing off to the side a little, “hey y/n, what’s up” said girl blushed, messing with her fingers. “Umm, will you come with me to get a drink?” she smiled nervously, a.j smiled and nodded, getting up immediately. Y/n silently started for the stairs, planning what to tell a.j in her head the whole way to the bottom step where she stopped, stopping him in the process, she turned, gesturing to the other half of the step to a.j, who then stepped down and faced her. “Can i talk to you about something” he nodded, she noticed how close he had stood, both of their faces merely inches apart, “what is it” a.j pushed, noting her reluctance. “I think its time i told you the truth” she started, a.j nodding eagerly, wanting to know what she had to say, “i know that i always reject your advances, but the truth is.. i really, really don’t want to- I’m just scared a.j” y/n whimpered, “why” a.j stepped the slightest bit closer, taking both her hands in his, “its ghost, he…he…” she sniffed, trying to will away the tears that seemed to be forming at an annoying rate. “When you used to have those bruises- they were because of him huh” y/n nodded, looking to the floor- “yes- he hated your feelings for me, he would get mad if we even so much as talked, I’m scared that when he gets out, and he finds out about us- he will hurt me- hurt you..” a.j pulled her close wrapping his arms around her waist protectively- “i won't let him so much as even look at you once he gets out, ok.. I will protect you with my life, we will get you out of that damned house and I will keep you safe” y/n smiled, squeezing him into a tight hug. “This means you’ll go out with me now.. right” y/n chuckled at a.j’s nervous question, “yes a.j, i'll go out with you” he smiled, hugging y/n tighter.

Y/n smiled, holding a.j’s hand as he walked her to Lorenzo- her bike, “hey at least your sober enough to ride” a.j chuckled as they stopped in front of her bike, “yeah.. don’t really wanna go home though” y/n sighed leaning her head on his chest. She really did not like being in that house when sober. “How bout you come to mine..?” Y/n smiled, looking up at him, but keeping her chin on his chest, “yeah sure” a.j smiled excitedly, “but I’m riding lorenzo, i have left him here for much too long already” y/n was excited to ride her bike- she loved the freedom it gave her, a.j chuckled “ok just be careful, you still have had drinks tonight” y/n rolled her eyes playfully, leaning up to place a lingering kiss on his cheek. “ i'll see you at your house” a.j, who was now blushing nodded, smiled slightly bigger than before. “Yeah- see you there”

Y/n giggled as she stood in a.j’s living room, analyzing it, a.j was at his bar, pouring them more drinks- leaving her to her thoughts. “What’s so funny over here” a.j asked, handing her her drink. “It’s just absurd to me about how silly i was being- ghost is in jail, yet i still allowed him to control me- i was so scared of a man who literally couldn’t touch me.. i just wish i had realized this earlier” she sighed, a.j wrapped one arm around her from behind, talking into her ear. “It’s not silly, you're allowed to be scared, it’s completely normal after what he did to you” y/n turned to face him, wrapping both her arms around him, “i guess… but that’s the past- your my future” she smiled looking into his perfect blue eyes. “Yeah..” he whispered happily, eyes trailing down to her lips. She leaned up finally connecting their lips- after almost four years of waiting. Their lips moved in perfect harmony- a.j had the softest lips and y/n couldn’t believe she had let herself go without this for so long- even if it's not really her fault. A.j slowly pulled away, y/n chasing his lips slightly, he smiled, eyes shining with happiness. “Let’s start looking for places for you to move tomorrow, the faster you're out of that house the better” y/n nodded pulling his face towards her with one hand- “that’s a good idea- but for now, keep kissing me” with that a.j connected their lips again.

A/n~ I’m honestly so excited to start this project, a.j is probably my absolute favorite Hayden christensen character~ even if takers is my least favorite movie of Hayden’s so far. I just want to remind you that the pov of the reader is one of a traumatized young woman- so there might not be things you understand or agree with in the very beginning- like her thinking her fear is her fault, its not, but she thinks that way cause of her trauma- I promise it will get better cause who better to help her recover then a.j right! Anyways have a great night/day :)

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[snrrises]

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𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑜𝑟𝑠 𝑑𝑛𝑖 18+✧˖°.

𝒉𝑎𝑦𝑑𝑒𝑛 𝑐𝒉𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑒𝑛 seven : ̗̀➛ love you to the moon and to saturn. 𝑎𝑛𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛 𝑠𝑘𝑦𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑘𝑒𝑟 ⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎…⋙ 𝑙𝑒𝑜 𝑐𝑎𝑚𝑝𝑜 ⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎…⋙ 𝑗𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑠 𝑘𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑦 ⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎…⋙ 𝑎.𝑗. 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑟𝑠 ⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎…⋙ 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑟 𝑟𝑒𝑖𝑑 ⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎…⋙ 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑟𝑎𝑑 𝑓𝑖𝑠𝒉𝑒𝑟 ⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎…⋙ 𝒉𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑦 𝑠𝑡𝑦𝑙𝑒𝑠 ⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎…⋙

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[vader-anakin]

Hayden Christensen as A.J.

Takers (2010)

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[bloatedandalone04]

He’s Got My Name

➪the one where everything a.j. does, he does for you.

Warnings: spoilers for takers 2010, once again - no one will read this, swearing, heists, robbing of a bank, mentions of guns, kissing, brief angst if you squint, mentions of cancer, reader is very ill, alcohol consumption, smoking, mentions of blood, pda, indication of smut

Word Count: 3.8k

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“Alright, sweetheart, it’s your turn,” John’s voice sounded throughout your ear piece. You quickly pulled open the door to the stairwell and made your way up to the floor that held a plethora of offices. “You remember what to say?”

“Of course,” you state quietly as you confidently walk down the rows of desks. The employees even didn’t give you a second glance as you passed by them and towards one of the empty cubicles. Your skirt and suit jacket made you look like you actually worked here, as did your heels and high bun. After glancing around at the few employees that were near, you pick up the phone from the desk and bring it to your ear that didn’t have the earpiece. 

You dial the number and wait a few seconds before you hear a voice answer, “News 14 hotline,”

“Hi, yes, I’m from the FedCal bank, downtown LA,” you say quickly in a panicked voice, making the pitch sound a bit higher for good measure. “There’s a robbery in progress.”

“Are they still in the bank?”

“Yes,” you answer sharply and make eye contact with a man across the room who was also on the phone. He gives you a concerned look, and you knew you had to wrap this up. “They’re a few floors above mine.”

The person was in the middle of asking another question when you hung up, dropped the phone back down onto the desk and stood up straight. Smoothing out your jacket, you stride back over to the door, smiling brightly at the few employees who looked up at you. 

You could hear the faint sounds of the guys upstairs as they robbed the place, and you all but slammed the door behind you once you were back in the stairwell. As you hopped down the stairs, you reached into your pocket when you felt your phone begin to vibrate. “Yes, my love?” You answer as you reach down to rid your feet of the heels, holding both of them in one hand as you continue to descend. 

“Angel,” A.J.’s voice rang through the phone and had you grinning to yourself. “Did you call the hotline?”

“I did,” you confirm as you neared the bottom floor, holding the phone away from you as a cough raked through your body. After swallowing the small amount of blood that pooled in your mouth, you bring it back to you. “They should be here any minute now.”

“Perfect,” he said. “You’re perfect.”

“So I’ve heard,” you tease as you enter the lobby of the bank, swinging your heels in your hand. You got a few odd looks as you walked along the marbled floor in your bare feet, but your lack of shoes would be the last thing on their mind once they found out what was happening just a few floors above them.

“Alright, get out of there, pretty girl,” A.J. said and you could just picture him blowing out the smoke from his cigarette. “Don’t get caught up when the cops arrive.”

“I won’t,” you promise and stick to it as you push open the front entrance of the bank and step out onto the sidewalk. “Be careful.”

“I will,” came his reply and you grinned when you noticed someone on the phone across the street, panic evident on their face as they were undoubtedly talking to the police and reporting the robbery. When you hear the unmistakable sound of a helicopter approaching, you knew he had to go. “I’ll see you later, baby.”

“See you soon,” you say and end the call, reaching up to let your hair down.  Turning the corner just in time to see the news chopper fly over the roof of the bank, you knew it was only a matter of seconds before A.J. began to play his role of an injured security guard in order to secure their ride out of there.

-

 Hours go by since the robbery, and after blowing up the news helicopter and parting ways, the group reunited a few hours later at the club they frequented. A.J. fell back against the leather armchair as John announced that Ghost was back and out of jail. “So I walk into my house and he’s standing there, drinking my whiskey. I was going to shoot him in the back of his head,”

“You should’ve,” Jake says as he hands A.J. a tall glass of bourbon. “The guy’s been out twenty four hours and already wants to do a job. He’s crazy.”

“Or he’s got huge balls,” Jesse offers from his spot on the stool. 

“Yeah, Ghost doesn’t play when it comes to money,” John adds, glancing over at Gordon. “He’s too smart for that.”

“The bastard’s not that smart,” A.J. rasps as he drinks the bourbon. “He’s clever, not smart.”

As the five of them conversed about the return of their former member, Rachel entered the room in a small black dress, looking nothing short of beautiful, but she wasn’t who A.J. was waiting for. 

Rachel smiled at the guys before sitting on Jake’s lap, and he grinned at the way his best friend got all flustered around his new fiancée. It was the same way A.J. acted around you when you first got engaged a few months back, and it was still how he acted now. 

He just couldn’t get enough of you. And that was obvious as his face lit up under the blue lights when he saw you enter the room a few seconds later. You were wearing a silver dress that sparkled under the LED lights and the slit in the fabric had him biting down hard on his lip as he caught sight of the exposed skin of your leg and a bit of your thigh. 

“Hi, boys,” you greet, purposely looking at everyone else other than A.J. 

Tease.

“Hey, sweetheart,” John said back as you smiled at him.

“Another successful heist?” You ask, already knowing the answer as you step further into the room. 

“You know it,” A.J. answers and you finally meet his eye. He looked so unbelievably fine in this lighting, and you held back a moan when beckoned you over to him with a curl of his finger. “C’mere, baby.”

You didn’t need to be told twice. 

You were crossing the room within seconds and sitting down on his lap, your legs draped over his thighs as he placed his free hand on your lower back. His lips attach to your neck as your arm wraps around his shoulder, your left hand coming to rest on his chest. Your big engagement ring was on full display and it sparkled under the blue lights of the VIP room. “I missed you today,” you said, already breathless at the feeling of his lips on your neck. 

“Mmm,” he hummed and brushed his nose against yours, turning your head so you were facing him. He kissed you softly, a groan leaving the back of his throat as he pulled you tighter against him. While you were a bit shy at first about kissing him like this in public, A.J. couldn’t care less, and he proved that by guiding you into countless makeout sessions that took place in front of the guys or just in the general public. After two and a half years, you grew to love engaging in PDA with him. “I missed you.”

You adjusted his bowtie as the other four guys fell into a conversation you couldn’t be bothered to listen in on, and neither could A.J. You were on his lap and wearing the most sinful dress he had ever seen on you, and he’s seen you in a lot of sinful dresses, how could he focus on anything else? 

“I hear you blew up the chopper after hijacking it,” you trail off, your mouth directly next to his ear as you two fell into your own little world. 

A.J. ran his hand up and down your hip, running his nose along your jaw as he nodded. “I did,”

You hummed and leaned closer to him. “I wish I could’ve been there to see that,” you whisper and make your voice as seductive as possible. You trace the skin below his ear with your tongue and feel the grunt that vibrated against his chest. “You know how sexy I find it when you do stuff like that.”

“I do,” he said and allowed your hand to grip the side of his face and turn his head so you could press your lips to his in a searing kiss. You run your tongue along his lower lip before his mouth opens and it brushes against his. He noisily breaks the kiss and you reach up to fix his hat that had become crooked during the whole event. “I wish you were there, too, baby, but this one was a bit too risky for you to have been able to stay. I would’ve loved to have had you on my lap while we were in the air, just like this, but I didn’t even like having you in the building with everything that’s going on right now.”

You shake your head and trace your index finger over the maze of freckles on his face. “You don’t need to worry about me,”

He gives you a pointed look and you sigh, eyeing the half empty glass in his hand.

You reached for it, but he was quicker and held it far away from you, his hand moving to tightly grip your waist in a warning. “C’mon,” you whine, giving him your best puppy dog eyes. “Just a sip.”

While they usually worked on him, nothing you could ever do would get him to allow you to drink even a drop of alcohol. “Not a chance, pretty girl,” 

You huffed and slumped against him, watching him down the rest of the bourbon before he set the glass on the table next to the chair. 

“Don’t get all upset with me,” he says once he sat back against the chair, his hand resuming its movement on your hip. His lips were glistening with remnants of the booze and you eyed them with a sense of want. 

And he knew that.

With a sigh, he uses his now free hand to brush away the fallen strands of hair from your face. “Alright,” he murmured, watching the way your eyes lit up. He was never good at denying you completely of the things you desired. “Have your taste.”

Once again, you didn’t need to be told twice. 

You lean in and eagerly press your lips to his, your tongue shooting out to run along his bourbon coated mouth. This way you weren’t actually consuming the drink, but you were getting the faintest taste of it. 

The kiss quickly heats up, and you were mainly licking his lips at this point. Once you are satisfied you pull away and press your forehead against his, knocking his hat out of place again. “Mm,” you hummed as you ran your tongue over your own lips, and A.J. held back a moan at the sight. “Thank you.”

He just grabbed his hat and tossed it next to the glass on the table. A.J. took your hand in his, his thumb turning the ring on your finger a few times as you snuggled up against him. “How are you feeling today?” He asked quietly so the others wouldn’t hear.

You lace your fingers with his and bring your joined hands up to your mouth to be able to press a kiss to the back of his. “I’m fine, Jay, really,” you tell him, glancing into his worry filled eyes. “It’s a better day today. It’s good.”

He wasn’t sure if he should believe your words, but you never gave him a reason to worry about you ever being untruthful to him, so he accepted your answer and pulled you even closer to him, suddenly wanting to take you back home and end the night early. 

And he would’ve done that, except when you excused yourself a few minutes later and he was met with the sight of Ghost, he knew his night had just begun. 

-

A.J.’s body was covered in a thin layer of sweat, as was yours, and he was struggling to hold himself above you while he got you to yet another release. 

It was nearing four in the morning, and a few minutes after he brought you to your peak, he was there as well and was finally able to collapse on the bed next to you. He falls onto his back and glances at out the window, the still open blinds doing nothing to keep out the four am moon. If your shared apartment was on one of the lower floors of the building, A.J. would’ve put the time aside to close the blinds and shield your body from any prying eyes, but seeing as it was on the thirteenth floor out of twenty, he didn’t feel the need. 

He huffs out uneven breaths, his arm blindly wrapping around your waist when he feels you move to lay your head on his bare chest. 

He had a long day, and it was nearing the end, with a new day just a few hours from now. After another successful heist, counting just how much money they received from said heist, finding out about a former ally being released from prison, and being roped into another job from said ally, he was finally able to end his day in the way he had grown so accustomed to. 

A.J. loved spending hours on end with you wrapped up in the sheets, and that was before he allowed body to fully relax and welcome sleep to take over. As cliché as it sounded, your bodies really did fit so well together. He couldn’t remember the last time he had let himself fall this deeply for someone, in fact, he was sure he had never felt the things he did with you before.

Long story short; you had become his entire world just five months into the relationship. You were everything to him.

Once his breathing went back to normal, A.J. turned his head and ran his fingers through your hair, which was a bit damp from sweat. Your eyes were already on him, and he couldn’t help himself as he leaned down to press what felt like the millionth kiss of the night to your lips.

He sighed when he pulled away. “I should tell you before you find out from someone else,” he began.

You lifted your head so it was resting higher on his shoulder now. “Tell me what?”

A.J. ran his free hand through his messy, post-sex hair. “Ghost is out now,” he says and you furrow your brows. “Let him out this morning.”

You bit down on your kiss swollen lip. “Why didn’t you tell me this before?”

“Because he was released during the heist. I didn’t find out about it until a few hours ago,” he explained, running his fingers up and down your bare back. “He showed up at the club tonight.”

You prop yourself up on your elbow. “He did?” You ask and he nods. “Where was I?”

“Bathroom,” he hummed, his eyes flickering all over your face. He wanted to tell you how beautiful you looked, but held off as it wasn’t really the time to get into that right now. Damn Ghost. Still, he asked, “You took your meds, right? After you had that bourbon?”

You scoffed. “I didn’t even get a fair taste of it,”

“But you still thanked me for it,” he grinned and you rolled your eyes. “You took them, yeah?”

“Yeah,” you confirmed and tangled your legs with his. “What did Ghost want? When he came to the club?” 

A.J. sighed again. “He wants us to help him do a job,”

“A job? He hasn’t even been out for a day yet,”

“Yeah, well, no one ever accused him of being smart,”

You laughed quietly, your hand tracing over the ink on his left arm. Underneath the faded Yak, in much more vibrant and fresher ink, was your first and middle name. It was in a cursive font, and the two names were spaced out enough that it wrapped around half of his bicep, and could be easily read to anyone who looked at him head on. “Can I ask you to promise me something?”

“You know you can, pretty girl,” he answered quietly. 

“Don’t do anything too reckless, please,” you mumbled against the side of his neck. “You never do more than one job a year, let alone one right after the other. Just, please, be careful. Nothing too crazy, please.”

A.J. laughed, but not in a mocking way. He couldn’t deny the warm feeling that took over his body at your undying concern for him, despite him doing this kind of work for many years now. He was a rookie at it during the early years, but now he was more experienced, and he had you to come home to. “You worried about me, pretty girl?” 

“I always am,” you reply and watch his mouth open, but you cut him off before he could even say anything, “And, yeah, I know you’ll always come back to me and I know about the risks and blah blah blah. Still doesn’t change anything.”

A.J. laughed again, rolling you onto your back and hovering over you once more. “I appreciate your concern, baby. And I love you for it,” he leaned down to press a lingering kiss to your lips, and you held back the tiny moan that threatened to escape. “And I promise I won’t do anything too reckless or crazy this time around. I’ve got you to come back to, remember?”

-

Once A.J. finished explaining Ghost’s plan to you, you shake your head and look up from your place on the ottoman. “I don’t like it,” you say and lift your head to meet his eyes. “I don’t like it at all. It seems like he’s making you guys do all the work while he gets the easy job.”

A.J. nods, lifting his hand in a form of gesture to his words, “Well, he was in jail, baby,” he points out. “It makes sense that he’d want to be more careful this time around.” 

“Still,” you mumble. “I don’t like him getting you to do his dirty work. This was his idea, right? He came up with it? So why isn’t he more involved in it? Wouldn’t it make more sense for him to be more active in this? He knows you guys have already done your job for the year. I mean, he came up with the rule to never do more than one heist a year.”

“Yeah, well, if Ghost needs money, then he’s getting money,” he muttered. “And with the amount he says are in these trucks, I’m not opposed to going all in on this one.”

You raise a brow and fold your arms across your chest. “How much did he say is in them?”

He met your eye as he said, “Twenty million,”

Your eyes widen and you blow out a breath you didn’t know you were holding. “Jesus,”

“Yeah, that’s why I’m not jumping at the idea of turning this one down,”

Nodding, you play with your ring. “I get it, really, I do,” you start, trying to figure out how to voice your concerns about the whole thing. “But why do you need that much money? You got a lot from the bank yesterday, isn’t that more than enough to get you through the year?”

“It is,” he agreed and brought the whiskey glass up to his lips. “Well over being more than enough to get us through the year.”

Your heart swelled when he corrected your mistake of not including yourself in your prior question. “Then why are you so adamant on doing this job? You know you don’t owe him anything, right? Ghost got himself into prison, not you or the other guys.”

“I know, pretty girl, and that’s not why I’m doing this,” he finished the drink and set the glass down on the mini bar you and he had in the living room of your apartment. “Think about it. Twenty million? Think about how much that will help with your medication and treatment and bills. I’ve saved up most of the cost, but with this, you could be cancer free by the end of the year.” 

You winced at that, hating the fact that he was doing this for you, to make sure you get the treatment you were required to have to save your life. You were already two surgeries in, and well over a hundred thousand dollars in medical bills, but this was too much. 

It was a risky job, and you had an awful feeling about all of it. “You can’t do this for me, A.J.,” you begged, staring up at him. 

He just gave you a look that left no room for arguments. “I can,” he said and you felt so small under his gaze. “And I am. If it means getting you back into that hospital for what could be your final few months of treatment, then I’m doing it. No questions.”

“A.J., think about this,” you pleaded. “You don’t need to do this for me. You can’t.”

“I need you,” he grunted, running his hand through his hair. His hat had been discarded a little while ago, but his hair was still a bit messy from it. “I’m not doing this without you.”

“Doing what?” You asked desperately. 

“Living,” he answered like it was the easiest question he had ever been asked during the twenty nine years of his life. “You’re sick, and the meds aren’t working. Not as much as the surgery will. This will save you, don’t you get that?”

You shook your head and looked down at the floor, unsure of what to say. 

A.J. stepped towards you and crouched down, taking your hands in his. “You won’t have to be in pain anymore, and we can finally continue our lives together, debt and cancer free. Don’t you want that?”

You furrowed your brows. “Of course I want that,” 

He nodded and laced your fingers together. “Then that’s it,” he stated. “I’m doing this job, and I’m getting you the money that is needed to keep you in my life.”

You wanted to fight him on this some more, but you knew his mind was made up. And it had been since the minute Ghost told him about the plan. 

So, instead of fighting him, you wrap your arms around his neck and press your lips to his. He stands up with you in his arms, his lips meshing against yours in a needy kiss. “I love you,” you murmur against his mouth. “I love you so much.”

“I love you,” he said back and gently guided you towards the couch, letting his body hover over yours once you landed on the cushion with a soft thud.

-

Part 2

#aj takers #takers #takers 2010 #takers aj #takers aj x reader #aj x reader #takers aj imagine #angst #fluff #hayden christensen #hayden christensen gif #hayden christensen icons #hayden christensen edit #hayden christensen imagine #bloatedandalone hayden fic #x reader #imagine #anakin skywalker smut #anakin skywalker x reader #anakin skywalker imagines

[userundead]

HAYDEN CHRISTENSEN as A.J. in TAKERS ( 2010 )

#hayden christensen #movieedit #moviesedit #aj takers #+ mine = edits

[nestito702]

Hayden Christensen

as A.J. In “TAKERS” (2010)

#hayden christensen #takers 2010 #aj takers

[demon----dean]

Get to know me tag game

Guys, I was super busy all day, so I got tagged by several of you before I could answer. 😅 I really appreciate it @ineffable-snowman @briliantlymad @wibzenadarksiderwithasoftheart @ineffableobikin @somethingsteff @veloursdor @tideswept

Way to make a demon feel popular here. 🥰

3 ships: I am pretty much a monogamous Obikin shipper at the moment, but I also wrote a A.J (Takers)/Roman Sionis (Birds of Prey) a bit earlier this year.

first ever ship: Proper brainrot began with Sam/Dean from Supernatural

last song:

4. last movie: Fast X (queer-coded Jason Momoa, over the top car chases and action? Plot that looks like it was written by a five-year-old? Sign me up, baby!)

5. currently reading: Wild Space by Karen Miller again because apparently I like

As for fic -- I just finished Rebel with a Cause by toque and enjoyed it

6. currently watching: Ahsoka, also freshly done with The Foundation season 2

7. currently consuming: Ten in the evening coffee break. Had a really long day, and I am running on fumes tbh.

8. currently craving: More tattoos. I have had problems with the skin on my arms and therefore been waiting to get sleeves for years, finally at a point where it looks promising, IF I find someone who is willing to do it despite the scarring and find the money AND get time off work. 😅 Still optimistic, though.

tag 9 people you want to know better: Uhh, it seems most people have already participated and of course no pressure tags, but if you haven't done it yet, then I'd love to hear from @fleetstreetfatality @kingdomvel @howlbrooklyn @fishnamedsushi @sinfulskywalker

#tag game #sending you all a lot of love #about the author #music

[ghost-is-bae]

Detective Glass | A Stephen Glass AU

Intro

Hey everyone! I seemed to notice that there aren't many Hayden Christensen imagines on here or Wattpad at the moment and I just finished watching Shattered Glass and Takers and I thought about combining the scene where A.J. is undercover as a cop with him in shattered glass. So, here is the result!

| Part 2 |

The cool breeze flew past Blue’s face and into her hair as she rushed down the street to the police station, already 20 minutes late to the meeting that had been scheduled. Her white sneakers squeaked as they rubbed against the pavement in a hurry. She reached work and looked at her watch in misery. “Half a fucking hour late,” she sighed as she walked into the large police station. Her friend, Jemma, was sat at the receptionist desk replying to some emails whilst talking to her the sergeant on the phone. Blue waved at her whilst smiling as she walked past and speed walked to the meeting room. She burst through the door, “Sorry I’m late Sir.” She said as she walked to sit next to her partner, Stephen.

Steve smiled slightly as she plopped herself down tiredly. “Miss your alarm?” He jokingly asked her with a smirk. She smiled at him and shook her head, “you’re such a dick.” Sergeant Hanson began speaking about a murder on the corner of Saint St. and it made Blue sit upright in her chair. He began handing around pictures of the woman and it made people’s eyes widen in shock.

“34 year-old black female with 12 stab wounds in her neck, torso and lower back. She was supposedly walking to her friends house after attending a party when the attacker was hiding in the alleyway she was found in. This attack occurred at around 2am because when someone found her body and called it in at 8:17, she had been dead for around 6 hours. Your mission is to figure out who did this. You have 6 weeks before the case is closed. Good luck.”

~ Blue and Steve were walking to the nearest coffee shop for lunch when he suddenly stopped. Blue noticed that he had stopped so she did as well. “Steve, why’d you s-“ she followed his gaze and gasped loudly. “What is that?” She asked him whilst grasping her gun and pulling it out of the waist of her jeans, “I think it’s another body.”

Steve pulled his gun out and quickly followed behind her as they cautiously walked towards the mystery in front of them. They reached the ‘body’ and Blue checked the area whilst Steve looked for ID on them. He found an ID but it was somebody else’s. His eyebrows furrowed in confusion and as he looked up to get Blue’s attention, he heard a loud fear-inducing gunshot.

Blue immediately ran towards him in shock. “Was that you?” Steve asked her very sceptically. She shook her head and gulped in fright. “There’s someone else here.”

~ ”Me and Blue were out getting lunch when we found the body of a 22 year-old white male lying behind a dumpster. Blue was searching the area and I was looking for an ID and I found one but it didn’t match the carrier.” Blue stepped in,” We believe that a serial killer is stealing IDs from their victims and putting them on the bodies of the previous victim because when they found the woman in the alley, the male’s ID was in her purse.”

“So you’re saying that there is a serial killer on the loose as we speak?” The sergeant asked as he paced back and forth. “Basically, yeah.” “Find them then.”

#hayden christensen #imagine #stephen glass #detective

[fuckmyskywalker]

Have you seen takers cause all i can think about rn is AJ. Hayden looked so delectable🥵 fuck that lil fedora right off his head.

-anon who needs therapy

Maybe you haven't been around enough to see how much I hate the lil hat and the fic I have for A.J.

#𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 anya answers! #anon who needs therapy

[xgoddessoffandomsx]

Feel free to ignore this! What would happen if Ghost assaulted John? I got the vibes during Takers that Gordon would have killed him if he touched any of his boys

Oh wow.

I'd like to think John would actually kill Ghost unless Gordon or Naomi were threatened. Jesse, Jake or A.J? I don't think he'd be too concerned

John is numb the entire time, whether it's sexual or psychical assault, he turns off his emotions to block him out

Gordon is eerily calm and quiet when John tells him what happened. A.J has to be physically held back by Jake, threatening to murder Ghost.

Gordon spends night after night making sure John knows it wasn't his fault.

#takers #headcanon

[ao3feed-obikin]

Sharp dressed criminal

read it on the AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/45185818 by demon_dean AU mash up with the movie The Takers of modern Obikin reincarnations -- Obi-Wan is a good-hearted ER doctor who has to treat an injured criminal A.J. Words: 1217, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 13 of Obikin Febuwhump 2023 Fandoms: Star Wars Prequel Trilogy, Takers (2010) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: A. J. (Takers), Anakin Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Darth Maul Relationships: Obi-Wan Kenobi/Anakin Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi/A. J. (Takers) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Reincarnation, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, A.J. from Takers as modern Anakin, Gunshot Wounds, Stabbing, Hospitals, Obi-Wan is a sexy doctor, Hurt Anakin Skywalker, Police being dicks, Crimes & Criminals, Medical Inaccuracies, This is not how ERs work, The author has no medical knowledge and just made it all up for a setting, Injury read it on the AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/45185818

#IFTTT #Obikin #AO3feed #Star Wars

[snrrises]

𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑔 𝑟𝑢𝑙𝑒𝑠

𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎�� 𝑏𝑒𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑟𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑓𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑤✧˖°.

𝑛𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑔𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛⋆˚✿˖° 𐙚 ₊ ⊹ ♡

𝑎𝑟𝑖'𝑠 𝑎𝑠𝑘🫧 𝑖 𝑎𝑚 𝑎 𝑐𝑒𝑟𝑡𝑖𝑓𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑦𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑟! 𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑏𝑒 𝑎𝑓𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑘 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑒!! 𝑖 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑒 𝑖𝑚 𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑙𝑦. ༝༚༝༚

𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑐𝑙𝑎𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑘𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑛 𝑎𝑠 𝑎 18+ 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑡. 𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑎𝑙𝑠𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑓!𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑟 𝑎𝑓𝑎𝑏!𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟, 𝑖 𝑎𝑚 𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑔𝑛!𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑢𝑝𝑜𝑛 𝑟𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡. ༝༚༝༚

𝑟𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑛! 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑟𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑦 𝑎𝑠𝑘𝑠. 𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑖 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑑𝑒𝑐𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑒 𝑎 𝑟𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑖𝑓 𝑖𝑡 𝑑𝑜𝑒𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑓𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑤 𝑡𝒉𝑒 𝑟𝑢𝑙𝑒𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑦 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑔! 𝑖𝑓 𝑎 𝑐𝒉𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑟/𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑜𝑛 𝑖𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑑, 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑎 𝑎𝑠𝑘 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑡𝒉𝑒𝑚! ༝༚༝༚

𝑖 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝒉𝑎𝑦𝑑𝑒𝑛 𝑐𝒉𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑒𝑛. 𝑎𝑛𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛 𝑠𝑘𝑦𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑘𝑒𝑟. 𝑙𝑒𝑜 𝑐𝑎𝑚𝑝𝑜. 𝑗𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑠 𝑘𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑦. 𝑎.𝑗 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑟𝑠. 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑟 𝑟𝑒𝑖𝑑. 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑟𝑎𝑑 𝑓𝑖𝑠𝒉𝑒𝑟. 𝒉𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑦 𝑠𝑡𝑦𝑙𝑒𝑠. ༝༚༝༚ 𝑖 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑝𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑠𝑒. 𝑏𝑒𝑔𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑔. 𝑏𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔. 𝒉𝑖𝑐𝑘𝑒𝑦𝑠. 𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑐𝒉𝑒𝑠. 𝑑𝑖𝑟𝑡𝑦-𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑘. 𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑙 𝑠𝑒𝑥. 𝑚𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑏𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛. 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝒉𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑚𝑎𝑦 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑏𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑑, 𝑖𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑐𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑠𝑘. ༝༚༝༚ 𝑖 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑛-𝑐𝑜𝑛. 𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓-𝒉𝑎𝑟𝑚/𝑠𝑢𝑖𝑐𝑖𝑑𝑒. 𝑚𝑜𝑚𝑚𝑦/𝑑𝑎𝑑𝑑𝑦 𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑘. 𝑒𝑑. 𝑝𝑒𝑑𝑜𝑝𝒉𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑎. 𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑝-𝑐𝑒𝑠𝑡. 𝑡𝒉𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑚𝑎𝑦𝑏𝑒 𝑎𝑑𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝒉𝑒𝑛 𝑖𝑡 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑠 𝑢𝑝. ༝༚༝༚

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[ivylaegue]

#𝗜𝗩𝗬𝗟𝗔𝗘𝗚𝗨𝗘. a private and highly selective portrayal of a.j. from the 2010 film takers. this blog will contain sensitive and triggering material —— follow at your own discretion. sideblog to @thecrypt. minors and personal blogs do not interact.

| | | | | | ALYSSA ( ˢʰᵉ / ʰᵉʳ / ᵗʷᵉⁿᵗʸ⁶ )

ALEXIS JAMES " A.J. " ██████. CISMALE HE / HIM. LATE TWENTIES - EARLY THIRTIES. THE PROFESSIONAL TAKER. SPOTIFY PLAYLIST.

legal name:   alexis james ██████.

nicknames:   a.j, jay, j.j.

pronouns:   he/him.

age:   late twenties to early thirties.

orientation:   bisexual.

species:   human.

birthplace:   miami, florida.

last seen:   los angeles, california.

occupation:   professional bank robber specializing in spectacular robberies.

education:   high school, college drop out.

hair color:   blonde.

eye color:   blue.

height:   6′2″.

piercings/tattoos:   no piercings, many tattoos from neck to hands, several of which are religion inspired. including la virgen de guadalupe on his left arm, and the crown of thorns around his right wrist.

scars:   several. mostly on hands and knuckles.

habits:   cigarette smoker. social drinker.

skills: highly intelligent, piano, basic construction and electric field work from working odd jobs in college, heist planning, lying and impersonating, marksmanship, never losing a fight.

religion: raised catholic. no longer practicing.

languages: english (native), spanish (fluent).

extras: he has a private pilot license, rarely seen without that fucking hat, dropped out of cornell university to pursue a luxurious life of crime instead of finishing his business degree, a percentage of his earnings are donated to charity after each job.

character tropes:   ivy leaguer turned criminal, the womanizer, smooth talker, sharp dressed man, a mind for business, former frat boy, the mediator, catholic trauma, heroic sacrifice, the thief that gives back.

#... 04 / 01 / 2024. 📌

[bloatedandalone04]

caved and watched takers again with my best friends....i might be working on an a.j. fic as we speak...

#hayden christensen #hayden christensen edit #hayden christensen imagine #hayden christensen gif #hayden christensen icons #takers aj x reader #aj takers smut #takers aj imagine #aj x reader #takers aj #takers