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Ghost x Reader x Konig: I Don't Need You (Ch. 3)

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Summary: Price has a solution to end the fighting between you and Ghost - permanently.

Chapter Warnings: cursing

Notes: Aaand here's the next chapter. Things are about to get better(?) in the next few. Konig will appear soon, I promise. Ghost will be absent for a bit though. Might write some oneshots for him to keep yall happy in the meantime. But ch. 4 is in the works!!

(Y/N) (M/I) (L/N)

“BONNIE”

D.O.B. 10.22.94 / D.O.S. 10.22.13

Navy Seal, USSF / Sniper / Marksman

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Price had knocked on my door this morning, waking me up at an ungodly hour on my day off. “Come to my office at nine hundred. Don’t disappoint me.” He had said. He then walked off, leaving me in the doorway with a rats’ nest head of hair and puffy eyes from crying the night before. I stared into the hallway as I processed his words. Figures… throwing a knife at Ghost wasn’t the smartest thing to do.

I peered out beyond my doorframe, watching as Price stopped in front of Ghost’s door. It creaked open, words were exchanged briefly, and then Price moved on. There was a long pause before Ghost’s door slammed shut, followed by a bang as he punched the wall in his dorm.

What a child…

I looked back in front of me; Soap, whose dorm was adjacent to mine, was poking his head out. He winced mockingly. “Ouch… I think he didn’t like your assassination attempt, lass.” He mimicked me throwing my knife.

I stared at him for a moment, unamused. “Go fuck a donkey, Soap.” I barely caught a glimpse of his pout before I slammed my door shut.

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I got there at nine hundred on the dot, my hair still wet from my shower, and for the first time since I had met him, Price was the one who was late. Or rather, held up in his office by someone. But, nonetheless, his streak of punctuality was broken. A bad omen, for sure…

I listened, unintentionally, to the conversation in Price’s office. I heard him speaking with a man I heard called “Jax” – a higher-up, a therapist, someone from the “HR” of the military… I didn’t know who he was. But it appeared he would be deciding how Ghost and I would get reprimanded for the rift we were causing within the team.

“Bonnie?” said the unfamiliar voice. “Like Bonnie and Clyde?” followed by an affirmative grunt from Price. “Why?”

“She’s got looks, she’s small, but she’d blow your head open for the thrill of it. And you’d best believe she never misses, either.”

The unknown man paused, glancing over the file – my file, I could tell – and reading the details. “Sniper, marksman, Navy SEAL…“

Price huffed. “Stealth is her specialty. If her head is in the game, she’s a quick thinker, and an even quicker hitman – she once took out a whole checkpoint on her own. Killed ‘em all in less than a minute n’ a half, never even made a sound.”

The man whistled low in admiration. “How’d you get your hands on her?”

“Military couldn’t handle her attitude,” Price admitted, “but they didn’t want to waste the talent either. Bought her off of them before she could end up in the wrong hands.” He sounded smug.

“Leave it to you to pull an operations team out your ass, Price.”

“If it were that easy I’d have a lot more soldiers, Jax.”

The muffled lull of their conversation continued, and my mind refocused on what I had planned to say to Price. It was never supposed to be this messy. We both made a mistake, and a damn big one. We caused issues for the team, we were only thinking of ourselves… basically, share my side of the story, and admit and own up to it all. It was the truth, after all, as well as the best possible way to come out of Price’s office with my head and my job.

Of course, I’d leave out the part where Ghost insulted me – more than once. Or, where he was the one who started the fight in the hall. I mean, technically I did… but I was trying to right my wrong, he had no reason to go after me. Why did he do that? I suddenly realized that Ghost had been seeking out fights ever since a month ago. At first, we avoided each other, but he was the one who lurked around in places I frequented, just to single me out and argue.

That fucking prick.

The conversation in Price’s office ended, ended, and the door swung open. A tall, burly man stepped out: he looked down at me with scrutiny. I stared back. He chuckled.

I tilted my head up and narrowed my eyes. “Can I fucking help you?”

“I guess we’ll see.” He replied, before walking away with a smirk on his face. I scoffed in disgust just as Price stepped out of the office.

“C’mon in, Bonnie.” He stepped aside and gestured me into the office. I reluctantly stood, stretching my limbs and trying to seem unbothered, and entered. Price closed the door behind us. Feels like I’m a kid again in the principal’s office.

I took a seat in the chair facing his desk and immediately stared at the ground. I was hoping this was just going to be some stern, disciplinary lecture. Don’t let it happen again. Which I wouldn’t. I wouldn’t have lashed out at all, if Ghost hadn’t been pushing every single one of my buttons, when he was the one who created this whole landslide in the first place. Honestly if Ghost had just acted like nothing had ever even happened, like I was trying to do –

“- Bonnie, you with me?” Price said, snapping me back to the present. He was now sitting across from me and waving a hand in my direction.

I cleared my throat, doing a poor job at hiding my anxiety. “Yes sir.”

“Alright then. Let’s talk about it.”

I nodded. “Well, after the job in Mexico, maybe about a year – “

“Oh no, no…” Price cut me off with a shake of his head. “I don’t need a recap. I know everything that the two of you have been up to. The whole damn base does.”

I felt a shameful blush rise into my cheeks. If I had any confidence before walking into Price’s office, it was long gone by now. “Oh…” I mumbled.

“‘Oh’?” Price repeated. “Don’t tell me you actually thought you were goin’ under everyone’s nose, did you?” He tapped his pen on his desk with an irritated look. “Aren’t you supposed to be an ex Navy SEAL, here?”

I stared back at him, unamused and unphased by his comment. “Ok, so we may not have tried that hard to keep it a secret. But it was initially just a casual thing.”

Price nodded as he listened. “Initially… so what did it turn into? Because this – “ he gestured to me with a flourish of his pen, “ – is not from something casual.”

I couldn’t answer him. I averted my eyes to his desk, feeling his eyes burning into mine. Into my soul, trying to bring me to the breaking point. But if there was one thing I was perfect at, it was avoiding. So I let myself burn under his gaze, knowing the storm would eventually pass. One way or another.

Price sighed, dragging a hand down his face. “Look, it happens. You throw a bunch of people in a room, deprive them for a few months, and stress them the hell out – they’re bound to make mistakes.”

There was that fucking word again.

“I won’t lie, I’ve been there myself.” Price continued, and I raised a curious eyebrow at him. He ignored it. “And I’m not going to try and prevent it, it’ll only muck things up more. But, when it causes such an issue that my entire team is suffering, something needs to be done. And clearly you and Ghost aren’t reaching any solutions.”

I chewed my lip, leaning my elbows on my knees and anxiously bouncing my knee. I wanted to jump in and tell him my side of the story. I knew for a fact that Price had let Ghost spill his guts on the subject. He always listened to him no matter what. I wanted to explain why I was angry, exactly what Ghost had said and how I had felt – but I know he wouldn’t listen. Not to mention, it would have been extremely personal.

“So, going off of that –“ Price reached across his desk and grabbed a pile of papers, “ – I found a solution for the both of you.”

I sighed. Therapy, workplace relationship, probably anger management for me… Honestly wouldn’t be surprised if he suggested one of us moves to the other side of the barracks –

“That man out there? ‘Jax’. Director of a private military group, just like us.” He flopped the papers on the desk in front of me. I hesitated, looking at Price with confusion, to which he tilted his heads towards the papers. “Take a look.”

I sighed and grabbed the documents. He’s got to be so fucking dramatic, doesn’t he. I scanned the first page: Major August Jax, a very decorated ex-marine. Served two terms, now owns a private military special operations force. Based in Arizona, mostly deals with hostage situations –

“I’m sorry,” I toss the papers back onto the desk. “Why am I reading this?” I asked, my tone a little too angry. It gave away that I knew exactly what Price was thinking, feigning innocence just to push it away a moment longer.

“Jax’s got a good team on his hands.” Price began. He wouldn’t look at me. I leaned forward and glared into his eyes, daring him to look back. Fucking look at me when you throw me out the window, Price.

“He’s always looking for the best soldiers to add to his group. We got wind that he’d been asking around for a marksman. I offered him you.” He paused, noticing the hurt and anger building in my expression. “You’re a good soldier, Bonnie. I would only recommend you to the best team out there. And I might not even have half a mind to do this, if it wasn’t for the situation at hand, between you n’ Ghost.” His face showed compassion, although I felt none of it. It was a façade.

Instead, I felt betrayed. Maybe I did deserve some sort of reprimand for the way I’d been acting, but this felt like a banishment. That’s exactly what it was.

“You’re kicking me off the team?”

Price sighed, facing the dreaded conversation ahead. “This is a reassignment, I’m not- “

“You’re getting rid of me.”

“You’re making this seem much worse than it is.”

“How much did he pay you for me, huh?”

“Bonnie.” Price warned. Watch yourself, now. I was treading awfully close to the edge of the knife here, but I knew he had received some sort of payment or trade for me.

I sank into the back of my chair and huffed, folding my arms over my chest. “So Ghost gets a slap on the wrist. I get sent away.” I looked away from Pierce’s stern gaze and chewed my lip. The anger was quickly boiling over. “Like a fucking dog.”

“Ghost will get his dues.” Price said. “You both were causing issues for the team, now you’re both cleaning your mess up.”

I looked back at Price, taking a moment to glower at him. “Then why does he get to stay?” I said.

Price faltered, searching for the right words. “Ghost is a lieutenant, and he’s an important member of the team.”

I scoffed. “Wow, thanks…”

“- and…” he continued, “… because he’s been a part of this team for so long, he’s essential to it. He’s a leader for the 141, and I’d be ripping the group apart if he was the one goin’.”

“I’m waiting to hear how you somehow avoid insulting me in this next part.” I sent him a glare full of daggers.

“You’re not making this easy, girl.” Price leaned back in his chair. He was unphased by my anger; one of the few who were. “You’re a wild card: you’re a damn good shot, and your wit has gotten our missions through on the better side of things, more than once. But no one outside of our team knows that. You’re good at your game, but you don’t stand out – to the enemy, anyways.”

There was a pause in the conversation as Price let me process his words. They scraped the inside of my mind like burning daggers. Why is this such an easy decision for him to make? Did he decide this last night? Or in the last few days? Looking into Price’s eyes, I felt humiliated. Like I was never as important to him or the team as he made me feel. And it felt heartbreaking, watching his unreadable expression behind his locked fingers.

“Sir, I’m not a fucking baseball card.”

“No, you’re not.” He replied. “But it’s easier for you to move teams. No one knows what you’ve been involved in, because you managed to stay under everyone’s radar. And I salute you for that – it takes a lot of skill.”

His words weren’t convincing. They felt like colorful ribbons tied around a pile of trash. I huffed. “You’re a load of horseshit, you know that?” My anger clouded my judgement as I spoke, forgetting that Price was my superior.

He sighed, seeming to fight some internal war. “Jesus, y/n, I don’t want this anymore than you do. But you know this is how it has to be.”

“Is it?!” I raised my voice (something Price seemed to fully expect, as he remained unbothered). “No – you know what? You’re right.” I got up out of my seat, walking to the far corner of the room, pacing in small circles. “Ship me off to whoever gives you the most money, why don’t you? It’s not like I was a part of the team just as much as he is. But whatever, keep your happy little group together, right? Keep your favorites and to hell with everyone else, huh? I don’t care. I don’t fucking care anymore. I just want to get the fuck away from you all, so maybe you’re onto something, John.”

Price leaned forward in his chair, looking at me with stern eyes. He made it clear that I was dangerously close to crossing a line, if I hadn’t already. “You listen hear and you listen good, alright? We do dirty work in an even dirtier world for people who don’t deserve shit. I run things smoothly by having a team that respects one another. They know they have each other’s backs out there. They work together. You’d best be very careful with what you say about how I operate my team. Now you n’ Ghost have been causing way too much trouble for way too long. It’s been affecting the whole team, and the two of you have been so selfish that you can’t even notice. You in particular have completely lost yourself to your emotions. It’s my job to make sure that my division stays in-tact and on top of their shit. And you bet that the moment I see a flame threatening to burn all that down – I snuff it out. In whichever way gets it done.”

I’d never seen Price so angry before. At least, not with me. Knowing that I had disappointed him – and was currently doing that – felt worse than a bullet to the chest. Price had saved my ass when I was about to be dumped in a military prison; I respected him for that and was forever thankful. So, when I realized how I had just disrespected him, a hint of shame tugged at my mind.

But I forced it down. He was uprooting my entire life from the past ten years and expecting me to ‘take one for the team’. Maybe I hadn’t done as much for everyone as he had done for us, but he said it himself all the time: “Your skills are unmatched.” “We would’ve had a lot more losses without you out there.” “You’re essential for a smooth mission, Bonnie.” The only reason he was doing this was because Ghost had probably talked him up about it. Ghost could really be manipulative when he wanted to… but this still hurt. It still made my blood boil, thinking that Price was so quick to get rid of me, like I was a weed in his garden.

“So that’s it.” I said, defeated, the sting of tears threatening to fall. There was no coming back from this. “I’m out.”

Price nodded, his lips pressed into a tight line. “Afraid so.” He said curtly. He’d had enough of trying to sugarcoat things. I could tell he just wanted me to skip to the acceptance stage and start packing my bags.

I blankly stared at him. I felt my body slump as the realization finally hit. I felt the need to say something, anything, but nothing worth saying came to mind. Instead I looked at Price, sitting behind his desk, hands folded as he watched me process it all. A sudden anger flooded my veins. This is just another transaction for him. He would have done this for any situation. I narrowed my eyes as my mind was brimming with rage.

Price could tell I was getting worked up again. He sighed in annoyance, glancing at the paperwork on his desk. “Look, girl, it’s all said and done. Best you start packing your things tonight, get some sleep before you leave tomorrow.”

Like a weed. Like a thorn in his side. My breaking point had been reached. Crushed. I was back at the bottom of the ladder, where I started out with the 141.

“You know what, sir… “ I leaned over the back of my chair, placing my hands on the arm rests and glowering at Price. “… respectfully- “

“Bonnie-“ he warned, but I didn’t care.

“ -fuck you.” I shoved my finger indignantly in his face, then immediately turned on my heels. I punched open the doors to his office, feeling the buzz of my anger radiate off of me.

Price doesn’t say anything as I storm off. He doesn’t have to. The decision has been made – I could shout and curse and fight all I wanted, but I was being taken off of the team, whether they had to handcuff me and drag me out or not. I felt humiliated realizing that the whole base would be able to guess what happened, and why. I knew that Ghost wouldn’t dare open his mouth about it – but he wouldn’t stop the rumors, either. Price wouldn’t even care.

Fucking push-over. Of course he chooses Ghost. Two peas in a fucking pod, they are.

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I didn’t sleep. I had packed everything – my clothes, personal files, knives, and whatever else I cared to call mine – in less than an hour and in three duffel bags, which were now piled by my door. I sat on the edge of my bed and stared at them. My head was empty, unable to process a single thought or emotion. I was spent from my conversation with Price. I didn’t cry after, like I usually did when I fought with Ghost. At least that will be over. I tried to think optimistically, but it was hard. It was hard to think at all. The hours ticked by like minutes as I waited for the dawn to break.

Finally, at seven hundred and nine hours, a knock rapped against the door. I knew who it was. I stood up and swiftly grabbed my bags, opening the door – Jax stood there, a proud smile on his face.

“You said all your goodbyes?” he asked.

“Yep.” I lied. I hadn’t said anything to anyone after leaving Price’s office.

“Great. Let’s get moving, then.” He grabbed one of my bags from me, throwing it over his shoulder. “I’ll give you a hand, young lady.”

Already, I could feel myself hating the reassignment. Already, Jax was treating me like a fragile, sensitive girl. To be fair, the 141 did at first, but they had grown to see me as the skill and potential that I am. An independent soldier. I didn’t want to start over and try to prove myself to a new team. No use crying over it now.

I followed Jax, passing Soap as he stood leaned in his doorway, looking melancholic. I looked back, emotionless. I would miss him. He was one of the only people I would miss at this point, after what had gone down. He was always there to listen, and either offer solutions, or just let me vent. Whichever I needed, he provided. Losing him was going to hurt the most.

But I wasn’t going to let it. I turned my head from him and kept moving.I saw that it looked like Soap wanted to say something. I ignored it.

Beth and Skyline weren’t there. Neither were Gaz or Price. I knew Ghost was somewhere, lurking from the sidelines as I loaded my bags onto a heli. But I didn’t care. I did, but I didn’t let myself look back. If I did I would be in shambles, realizing how much I needed this place and the people here. I felt like a tree being torn out of the ground, roots hanging in the air, searching for a place to ground myself. As long as I didn’t look back, as long as I pushed back the pain and the loneliness, the voice in my head screaming for me to get closure, to say goodbye and get one final look – I would be fine. Or at least, it wouldn’t hurt as much.

I slapped a headset over my ears, sliding into the back of the heli. Jax and an unfamiliar soldier sat in the front as we prepared to take off. “Where are we headed?!” I asked over the deafening sound of the spinning blades. I ignored the sickening feeling of loss that ebbed in the back of my mind.

“Didn’t you read the file from Price?!” Jax turned and looked at me through his dark sun glasses, a smirk resting on his lips. “We’re going to Czech Slovakia!!”

#konig cod #konig x reader #konig smut #konig x reader smut #ghost cod #ghost x reader smut #ghost x reader #ghost smut #call of duty #call of duty x reader #cod mw2

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rabid-mercenary16 · 6 months

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I found this song ( https://youtu.be/DpPsVs8be-U?si=cfjr68JvBgrd8kY5 ) and is quite similar to your tadc au

I can see the relation

Balora= Jax

Freddy= Caine

Bonnie= Ragatha

Foxy= Kinger (maybe??)

Ragatha would love to help Pomni in her quest to get out but since she’s being watched like everyone else she’s the one to try and convince Caine to easy up on his “adventures” while Caine just loves playing with his “toys” (everyone in the digital circus)

Jax obviously has the best hearing in the world

I haven’t decided on Kinger yet but more info soon!

#artists on tumblr #ditgital art #digital circus #tadc pomni #tadc fanart #tadc jax #the amazing digital circus #oc artwork #oc stuff #tadc oc #fnaf #sister location

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rando-simps-alot · 1 year

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Simp list (canon)

In chronological order

“[Outdated]” is a character i no longer like, for whatever reason, however I keep them on the list for historical record

10 is MMMMMMMMMM 1 is kinda smash

1. Spanish moon (five nights at Freddy’s security breach) 10/10

2. Sun (five nights at Freddy’s security breach) 9/10

3. Moon (five nights at Freddy’s security breach) 10/10

4. Clover (@inks-ns original character) 10/10

5. Sammy Lawrence (bendy and the ink machine/bendy and the dark revival) 11/10

6. NeIL (@sillystanleystuff original character) 10/10

7. The ink demon (bendy and the dark revival) 7/10

8. Peter (your boyfriend game) 0/10 [Outdated]

9. John Doe (John doe game) 7/10

10. Alan Orion (my dear hatchet man) 9/10

11. Ren (14 days with you) 7/10

12. Loki (@you-are-a-superstar original character) 10/10

13. N (murder drones) 10/10

14. Audrey drew (bendy and the dark revival) 3/10

15. Monika (doki doki literature club) 7/10

16. The projectionist (bendy and the ink machine) 6/10

17. Lord heart (@inks-ns original character) 8/10

18. Lord storm (@inks-ns original character)8/10

19. Meteorite (@inks-ns original character)8/10

20. Volo (Pokemon legends Arceus) 10/10

21. Betty (bendy and the dark revival) 10/10

22. Keepers (bendy and the dark revival) 4/10

23. Max (@aboutchicken298’s original character) 5/10

24. Springtrap (five nights at Freddy’s) 5/10

25. William afton (five nights at Freddy’s the fourth closest graphic novel) 8/10

26. Emo boy ink demon (by @iilusion-of-living) 10/10

27. The jester (@iilusion-of-living’s original character)5/10

28. Withered bonnie (five nights at Freddy’s 2) 5/10

29. Simon (@sillystanleystuff’s original character) 8/10

30. Fell sans 😞 (due to @kazachi69’s amazing video) 10/10

31. Eclipse (five nights at Freddy’s security breach) 10/10

32. Sarah (@you-are-a-superstar’s original character) 7/10

33. HoR (@sillystanleystuff’s original character) 9/10

34. Blood Moon (the Sun and Moon show) 8/10

35. Scout (@sillystanleystuff’s original character) 9/10

36. Lovesick Sun (@inks-ns’s original character) 9/10

37. Lovesick moon (@inks-ns’s original character) 9/10

38. Vampire moon (by @xitsensunmoon) 10/10

39. Timekeeper (Stanly parable untra-delux) 8/10

40. Roxanne wolf (five nights at Freddy’s security breach) 7/10

41. Cyn (murder drones) 10/10

42. Father Grigori (half life 2) 6/10

43. Satan (the Bible) 5/10

44. Twisted Alice (bendy and the ink machine/bendy and the dark revival) 8/10

45. Nightmare sans (due to @glitchysquidd) 7/10

46. Gavril (Gavril) 9/10

47. Shattered Dream sans (thanks kaz) 8/10

48. Kerlineo (@iilusion-of-living’s original character) 6/10

49. Dust sans (thanks @monsterroonio) 8/10

50. Megaira (@sillystanleystuff’s original character) 9/10

51. Leya (@sillystanleystuff’s original character) 9/10

52. Bill cipher (Gravity Falls)

53. Dr. Jekyll (The strange case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde) 8/10

54. Mr. Hyde (The strange case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde) 8/10

55. Ruin Eclipse (Five nights at Freddy’s Security Breach: Ruin) 10/10

56. Ruin Sun (Five nights at Freddy’s Security Breach: Ruin) 7/10

57. Ruin Moon (Five nights at Freddy’s Security Breach: Ruin) 5/10

58. Alastor (Hazbin Hotel) 9/10

59. Cthulhu (H. P. Lovecraft) 5/10

60. Winston (1984) 6/10

61. General Grievous (Star wars) 6/10

62. Eclipse (Sun and Moon show) 3/10

63. Jax (The amazing digital circus) 9/10

64. ROOM (@cursedxbf’s oc on ref sheet and pixel art)

65. Mr. Hyde (Mazm: Jekyll and Hyde)

66. Lucifer (hazbin hotel)

67. Husker (Hazbin hotel)

68. Vox (Hazbin hotel)

69. funny number is reserved for the time being

70. angel dust (hazbin hotel)

Please ignore any trends related to Yandere or sharp teeth, they are coincidences

37 characters until 100

Below are stats

22/51 on the list are robots

4/51 are confirmed human

35/51 are men

8/51 are women

8/51 idk their gender

9/51 are inky

18/51 are my friends ocs

28/51 are from or based on a horror franchise

1/51 have no canon form

0/51 are 1s

0/51 are 2s

2/51 are 3s

1/51 are 4s

5/51 are 5s

1/51 are 6s

8/51 are 7s

10/51 are 8s

9/51 are 9s

9/51 are 10s

1/51 are 11s

6/51 are alterations of existing characters

Stats Last updated at 51 characters (6/28/23)

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betterthanyalls · 6 months

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Masterlist

Started: 10/18/2023

Last Updated: 4/8/2024

Topics

Fluff-😊

Angst-😭

Songfic-🎶

Oneshots-1️⃣

Crackshots-🤩

Headcanons-😶‍🌫️

Holiday Specials-🎉/❤️/🐰/🇺🇸/🎃/🦃/🎄

The Amazing Digital Circus

Caine

Bubble

Ragatha

Organized Love😊1️⃣

Fluff Headcanons😊😶‍🌫️

Jax

Pomni

Gangle

Zooble

Kinger

Various

TADC x Flirty!Reader😶‍🌫️😊

If You Abstract😶‍🌫️😭

Bendy And The Ink Machine

Henry Stein

Sammy Lawrence

Smell of Pines😊1️⃣

Norman Polk

Wally Franks

Bendy

Boris

Various

Toon Quest

Abel

"It's only November!"😊1️⃣

Bendy

The Nutcracker🎉

Chugga Chug🤩1️⃣

Cuphead

Astronomical View😊1️⃣

“In your face!”😊1️⃣

Donald(Platonic)

Felix

Oswald

Panchito

Christmas Cookies Gone Wrong😊1️⃣

Ruck(Platonic)

Pinky Promise😭1️⃣

Various

Late Night Scolding😊1️⃣

Dance of the Heart😊1️⃣

Frozen Memories😭1️⃣

Lego Monkey Kid

Sledding Bump😊1️⃣

Ink MK

Mini Oneshots/Drabbles😊1️⃣

Sun Wukong

Dancing to Christmas music😊1️⃣

Fake Proposals❤️

Night Sickness😊1️⃣

Macaque

Redson

Birthday Night😊1️⃣

Mayor

Nezha

Various

Five Nights At Freddy's

Michael Afton

Bonnie

Freddy

Chica

Foxy

Phone Guy

Ness(Matpat, movie ver.)

Mike Schmidt(Movie ver.)

Various

Other

Hershey Mascot Bazooka🤩😶‍🌫️

Is Love Bought?🤩1️⃣

SCP-049/SCP-035 x Kitsune!Reader😶‍🌫️

Who Needs Words?😊1️⃣

#angst #x reader #tadc #toon quest #scp foundation #lego monkie kid #five nights at freddy's #masterlist #batim x reader #batim #headcanon #fluff #crack fic #oneshot

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bullet-prooflove · 1 year

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Alexander 'Tig' Trager Masterlist

Tig x Reader (Suzie Q):

Disinterest - Your indifference to Tig is what attracts him to you.

Real - How it started.

9 Mil. (NSFW) - Your first date with Tig includes bullets and blankets.

Burn It To The Ground - Tig loses his shit when he hears about Cara Cara burning down.

14 Months - 14 Months is too long for Tig to be away.

Darl'in (NSFW) - Tig can't get enough of your scent.

Breathless (NSFW) - The two of you enjoy a little breath play.

Someone: Tig wasn't looking for someone that night.

Leather (NSFW) - Tig knows you like the taste of leather in your mouth.

Look What You Made Me Do (NSFW) - You leave Tig a gift in your absence.

Bloody - You like Tig a little bloody.

Crazy - You drive Tig crazy.

One More (NSFW) - Tig fulfils a fantasy of yours.

Killing Me Softly Series:

Part One: Livid - You and Tig are at an impasse.

Part Two: A Stay of Execution - You and Tig talk.

Part Three: Share the Wealth - Tig and Jax discuss your success.

Part Four: Done - Tig comes to tell you that it's done.

Ice (NSFW) - Tig likes a little temperature play.

Fucked Up (NSFW) - Tig isn't the only one that's a little fucked up.

Making Bail (NSFW) - Things get heated when Tig makes bail.

Driftwood (NSFW) - Tig is forced to tell you what happened with Kia Ghanezi.

Weak - Tig finds out that Clay set you up.

Ghosts - Tig knows that you're haunted.

Crazy, Fucked Up Love Arc:

Crazy, Fucked Up Kind of Love - Tig discovers your secret.

Not Leaving: - Tig tells you he's not leaving.

Show You - Tig shows you how beautiful you really are.

Welcome Home (NSFW) - You welcome Tig home in a very special way.

Bonnie - Tig brings home a new addition to the family.

Special Delivery - Tig and you get a special surpise on Christmas Eve.

Commitment - Tig shows his commitment.

#tig trager fanfic #tiggy #tig trager x reader #tig trager #alexander trager x reader #alexander trager x you #tig soa #alexander trager soa #sons of anarchy #soa

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multicolorlou · 5 months

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OH AND YOUR VERSION OF GLAMROCK SPRINGTRAP PLSSS

-jax

Your wish is my command!!

Vanessa repainted broken Bonnie

#fnaf #five nights at freddy's #william afton #fnaf art #fnaf fanart #steve raglan #afton #five nights at freddys #springtrap #springbonnie #spring bonnie #glitchtrap #security breach #fnaf security breach #glamrock #glamrock bonnie

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cyrusthemagician · 2 months

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~☆INTRO TO ME!☆~

"Stop, now let's begin, you're in too deep to go back again!~//lyr"

- I go by many names but you can refer to me as BLITX on here (or if your a friend call me by whatever you call me normally)

- pronouns are HE/HIM/IT/ITS only!

SOCIALS!

- artfight is Gender_Stealer

- Toyhouse is also Gender_Stealer

- TikTok blitx111

- Discord (ask!)

"What do you post on here anyways?"

- My Tadc fanart!

- My ocs'

- Information or writing about my ocs'

- repost my friends art or posts, check them out! They deserve the love <33

- Anything else to fill posting gaps (hgfhdg I'm working on it I promiss!)

Please use tontags with me if you can! Not required but preferred!

EXTRAS

Ocs:

Sunbie

☆TADC☆

Cyrus

Bugmi

Skyblue

PoPPi

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Bubblie

☆SONIC☆

Ivory

Fandoms:

TADC

FNAF

SONIC PRIME

MURDUR DRONES (sorta..)

TRANSFORMERS (a lil bit)

ATSV

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Favs:

CAINE

Pomni

Gangle

Chaos sonic

Sonic

Shadow

Rouge

Big man

The mangle

Roxanne wolf

Toy chica

Toy bonnie

Chica

Ballora

Circus baby

Spamton

Hatsune miku

Carnival jax

Carnival caine

Carnival able (:3)

Carnival ragatha

Carnival zooble

. . . Legit everyone in the carnival au.. coughs (and freakshow au OKAY OKAY I KNOW LISTEN-))

Emmet Lego Movie

Unikitty

Pav

Miles

#intro post #introduction #introductory post #intro to me #tadc #the amazing digital circus #my account #my profile #intro to my profile #my fandoms #fandoms list #ocs list #interests #me #all about me #my kinds #kins list #favs list

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ticklesmp · 5 months

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Hey y'all~

I'm Kai, I go by he/they (NO SHE OR YOU'LL GET FUCKING BLOCKED!) and I'll be your Tumblr parent if you want!!! UwU I am in a dedicated relationship with my S/O, Jax (@iloveitcklez). I am new to Tumblr, specifically the tickling side, and would love to interact with anyone who is willing!

DNI: Homophobic, ableist, zionist, racist, cishet (/srs IM BEING SO FUCKING SERIOUS), hate me or my partner (or anyone we kindate as), can't separate DSMP characters from the creators, strictly NSFW, pedos, kpop fan, Christians, hate Imagine Dragons, don't support bi/pan lesbians, TERF, doubles, celebrate Saint Patrick's Day and don't acknowledge its problematic history, kinkshamer, cowboy, misuse tone indicators (you are NOT fucking FUNNY!), vegan, cat hater, don't believe in reality shifting, your name is Naomi or Paxton, make fun of people for their hobbies or interests

BYF: I am a bisexual panromantic transmasc demiboy. I am a tickle blog. I kin and do not appreciate doubles at all. I am a neu-shipper. I have autism, bipolar disorder, PTSD, ADHD, and schizoaffective. I will not tag anything ever. I may be shy or awkward in DMs but once you get to know me, I'm kinda clingy UwU. I don't necessarily see tickling as a N.SFW fetish, I personally just see it in a SFW way. I mainly lean towards being a ler when it comes to tickling.

I am multifandom, but here are some of my main interests (below the cut):

TADC

Helluva Boss

DSMP

Baldi's Basics

GOBB

JJK

Genshin Impact

Finding Nemo

FNAF

MHA

Boyfriends the Webtoon

Lorax

Gotham

Willy's Wonderland

Angry Birds

Danganronpa

SBSP

Stranger Things

Trolls

Ensemble Stars

Lego Movie

Minecraft

Here is my kindating list! Doubles PLEASE DNI.

I am Ragatha and my S/O is Jax! I am Blitzo and my S/O is Stolas! I am C!George and my S/O is C!Dream! I am Baldi and my S/O is Principal! I am Jumbo Josh and my S/O is BanBan! I am Geto and my S/O is Gojo! I am Childe and my S/O is Zhongli! I am Marlin and my S/O is Gill! I am Glamrock Freddy and my S/O is Glamrock Bonnie! I am Deku and my S/O is Bakugo. I am Nerd and my S/O is Goth! I am Onceler and my S/O is Greedler! I am Edward and my S/O is Oswald. I am Willy and my S/O is Sara! I am Mighty Eagle and my S/O is Red! I am Phone Guy and my S/O is Purple Guy! I am Kokichi and my S/O is Nagito! I am Spongebob and my S/O is Squidward! I am Steve and my S/O is Eddie! I am Poppy and my S/O is Branch! I am Shu and my S/O is Mika! I am Emmett and my S/O is Wildstyle! I am Axel and my S/O is Olivia! I am Venti and my S/O is Xiao!

Thank you so much for reading all this way! Bye bye~

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rededgeevents · 2 months

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Ireland Roommate List

Under the cut you'll find out your roommates for the Ireland trip!

First Floor, West Wing: W-101: Ivy Fitzgerald & Nicole Balliol W-102: Elijah Cavannaugh & Teddy Wintson W-103: Paco Florez & TJ Cohen W-104: Alejandro Fuentes & Melody Hastings W-105: Anastasia Hill & Lucas Roden W-106: Lana & Noah Rodgers W-107: Kirby Sinclair & Serena Bennett W-108: Brittany Miller & Brooke Barlow W-109: Austin Barnes & Kennedy Simpson W-110: Jeremy Flows & Georgina Russell

First Floor, East Wing: E-101: Valentina Lopez & Jax King E-102: Vincet Baxter & Kiara Langford E-103: Shane Nichols & Lydia Brown E-104: Rosalie Collins & Bonnie Brook E-105: Donny Keller & Mariana Florez E-106: Lucia Rossi & Jayce King E-107: Alexa White & Wyatt Baker E-108: Devin Carter & Jack Sterling E-109: Jasmine Harris & Declan Mitchell E-110: Caleb Peace & Juliette Maddox E-111: Cyrus Thompson

Second Floor, West Wing: W-201: Pogue O'Connor & Ocean Simmons W-202: Nova Rockwell & Klaus Richards W-203: Emersyn Michaels & Flynn Gilbert W-204: Maverick Anderson & Elena Dawson W-205: Leighton Whitlock & Kyle Hale W-206: Marisol Monroe & Luke Myers W-207: Marc Hall & Sloane Ross W-208: Aurora Thompson & Chase Knight W-209: Emma Eklund & Elliot Booker W-210: Max Turner & Illiana Fuentes

Second Floor, East Wing: E-201: Arrow Ellington & Thomas Ramsey E-202: Archibald Deaton & Autumn Hawthorne E-203: Logan Slater & Tanner Sommers E-204: Eric Rose & Atlas Quinn E-205: Silas Rivers & Petra Cromwell E-206: Sienna Johnson & Paris Astor E-207: Tyler Dupont & Mila Monroe E-208: Emmett Hills & Kinsley Argent E-209: Beau Williams & Freya Smith E-210: Killian Quinn & Damon Henderson

#rededgeireland #roommate list #if more people join #it will be updated

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shadowbrightshine · 5 months

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INSANE RABBIT THEMED CHARACTERS APPRECIATION POST SHOUT TO THEM ONE OF MY FAVORITE CHARACTER TYPES.

List to be updated, leave your bunny boyos and rabbit girlies in the tags or comments and I'll take a look and probably add them

We have:

HABIT

Springtrap/glitchtrap (I count them separately but they're mostly the same guy)

Parsnip Bunner

Bonnie (from the bakery)

Bon and Bannie

Vanny

MAYBE Jax

Leave me your unhinged rabbits

#rabbits #fnaf text post #tadc #bonnies bakery #parsnip bunner #parsnip game #the walten files #security breach vanny #springtrap #glitchtrap #send me your bunnies to go wild over #i take au versions #lets get those ears flopping yall

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amariaamaris · 2 years

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Bonnie Bennett OC Celebration Day 3: Werewolf

Jax triggered his werewolf at a very early age and while he didn’t understand what was happening. He knew that it wasn’t safe for him to be around his adopted family, so he ran. He ran until a pack that followed the old ways found him. From six years of age up to his adulthood he stayed with the pack and eventually became alpha of the pack. When he caught wind of what the hybrid was doing. Jax made sure that everyone was aware of it and that they were even more careful. He refuses to leave anything to chance and Jax won’t allow for his pack to be used to the hybrid's own ends.

When Bonnie finally finds the pack in the Appalachian mountain range, she’s exhausted and running on fumes. However she is determined to talk to the alpha of the pack. Even though she expects absolutely nothing from him - he at the very least deserves to know. Bonnie had also gone through a lot of trouble to make sure that she covered her tracks - magically and otherwise. As to not accidentally lead Klaus Mikaelson directly to this pack.

It is one of the last few packs he hasn’t been able to find and Bonnie wants to keep it that way. When she finally gets to the clearing where the pack house is, she nearly sobs in relief. As Bonnie gets closer to the front step, she sees Jax step out to meet her. Bonnie already knows what he is going to say, so she starts talking before he can.

“I promise I wasn’t followed, I made sure that every step I took was and is untraceable. I even made this…” Bonnie lifts up a necklace to show him the swirling amulet of black tourmaline. “To be sure that no one can use a witch to try and find me. I made sure that I’m completely off the grid before even thinking of trying to find you… Look, all I’m asking for is five minutes of your time. That’s all and then I’ll leave and you’ll never have to see me again.”

Jax is frowning as he studies her and it makes her want to squirm in discomfort. He has always had an incredibly powerful presence that has always had some sort of an affect on her. Either good or bad and it has always depended on the situation and how it has been aimed at her.

A slight shriek of shock escapes Bonnie when Jax picks her up bridal style and carries her into the pack house. “You’re exhausted and drained, the least I can do is get you fed before we sit down to talk.” All Bonnie can do is sit in shock at the kitchen counter and silently watch as Jax prepares food for the both of them.

It isn’t until an hour later that they are sitting in Jax’s office and Bonnie’s completely calm and perfectly cozy. With a full stomach she’s very ready to take a nap like a kitten in front of a fire. What Bonnie is unaware of is Jax watching her with his wolf in his eyes and all the overprotectiveness and possessiveness that comes with it.

“I already know that you’re pregnant with my pups. My wolf sensed it the moment you came to my front door.” Bonnie startles and her eyes widen in panic at his words as she quickly cradles her barely there baby bump. A low growl escapes Jax at her actions. “Don’t. You. Dare. Run.” His words come out on a snarl and all Bonnie can do is continue to stare at him with wide and panicked eyes.

Jax gets up from his spot and stalks up to where she is sitting. He leans over her, “I knew the moment I scented you the first time that you are mine. I left because I wanted to do the right thing and give you a choice. Even though this wasn’t planned and I know you only came here to tell me because at the very least I deserve to know about my pups.”

He pauses and raises a brow as if waiting for her to try and deny it. Bonnie stays silent. “Now that you are here, now that you’ve tracked me down and went through all this work to make sure there is no way anyone can track you. I hope that you realize… I won’t be letting you go a second time Bonnie.”

Jax’s eyes darken with his wolf as he stares into Bonnie’s vibrant green eyes. “You are mine and those cubs you are carrying are mine. Do you have a problem with that?” All Bonnie can bring herself to is shake her head no. A slow, quite frankly dangerous grin comes to Jax’s face.

“Good.”

( @thebennettdiaries )

#bboccelebration #bonnie bennett #tvd #the vampire diaires #oc character #werewolf #@thebennettdiaires #ummm i kinda did a thing...

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closedrop · 6 months

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All you 2016-2020 Bonnie cosplayers running to make your Jax costume is pathetic and I am completely for it keep making them they’re so silly ‼️

#tadc jax #don’t let anyone tell you to stop idk #smth like that #I just think it’s funny how as many as I’ve seen look entirely like a recycled Bonnie #jax is my favorite guys don’t kill me- pls

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negans-punkin · 2 months

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A Modern Day Bonnie And Clyde {a Tig Trager X OC LoveStory} CHAPTER ONE

**********THIS LOOSELY FOLLOWS THE SERIES IN TERMS OF THE MAIN CHARACTERS DEATHS,NOBODY HAS DIED YET*********

Bellatrix Morrow commanded a reputation that preceded her, not merely because of her lineage as Clay Morrow's sole daughter or her role as Tig Trager's devoted partner, but rather due to her own formidable nature. Possessing a fierce and unhinged disposition akin to both her boyfriend and her adopted brother Happy, Bellatrix was a force to be reckoned with. Despite the notable age difference between herself and Tig, their bond was unbreakable, a testament to the deep and unyielding connection they shared.

In the depths of their hearts, Bellatrix and Tig found a love that bloomed swiftly and fiercely, yet they chose to shield it from the prying eyes of their motorcycle club brethren. Their clandestine affair, born of passion and forbidden desire, remained hidden until the fateful moment when Clay, Bellatrix's father and a prominent figure in the club, stumbled upon them in the throes of intimacy.

Despite the constant teasing and jokes that surrounded Bellatrix and Tig's relationship after its revelation, the club stood united in support of their bond when it truly mattered.

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Bellatrix lounged upon a picnic table, the tendrils of cigarette smoke swirling around her as she observed her stepbrother and Chibs laboriously attempting to affix a hose to a recalcitrant radiator. With a nonchalant flick, she extinguished her cancer stick and embarked towards the Ford Explorer, the distinctive click of her platform Louboutins resonating with each purposeful step. As she approached, Bellatrix assertively hipchecked her brother aside, disdain etched upon her features. "Move, you imbecile," she chided, her tone laced with impatience, before deftly reaching into the engine bay to expertly connect the radiator to the engine.

Jax's eyes rolled in exasperation as Bellatrix stepped back from the car. "I'm not an imbecile, baby sister," he retorted, "but one might question your judgment, given your choice in significantly older men." His words were delivered with a hint of playful mockery.

Bellatrix's visage hardened into a mask of ice, her jet-black acrylics digging into her palms as she prepared to retort. Before she could utter a word, however, her "knight in shining armor" appeared, approaching her from behind. His large hand gently pressed against her throat, pulling her into his embrace as he placed a tender kiss upon her cheek. "Hey, Punkin'," he murmured, his affectionate nickname for her cutting through the tension like a soothing balm. She whirled around in Tig's embrace, pivoting to face him directly as she initiated a more intimate kiss. "Hey, Big Daddy," she greeted him warmly, her tone laced with a hint of playful teasing. "I didn't expect you back so soon. I figured Pops would have kept you out longer," she remarked, her words tinged with a sense of curiosity. As their lips parted, she leaned back slightly, her gaze locked with his. Tig's smile was warm as he idly toyed with a lock of Bellatrix's long, cherry cola-colored hair. "He wanted me to stay," he confessed, "But I told him I had to get back to your pretty lil' ass." His words filled with a tender affection.

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Hours later, the couple found themselves nestled in the comforting embrace of the clubhouse's common room, ensconced upon the plush sectional sofa. Meanwhile, Clay, Jax, and Opie were engrossed in the action unfolding on the massive 85-inch TV screen, which was broadcasting a live NFL game. As the game transitioned into a commercial break, Opie gracefully extricated himself from the opposite end of the sectional, intent on replenishing their libations. With a casual stride, he made his way towards the bar, his presence a stark contrast to the cozy tableau Bellatrix and Tig had created. "Could you two freaks not get all lovey and gross in the fuckin' common room?" he quipped good-naturedly, his words carrying a playful admonition. Tig shot Opie the middle finger, his other hand still gently stroking Trixie's hair. "Excuse me if my Ol'Lady laying on my lap offends you, shithead," he retorted, unapologetic in his response.

Opie rolled his eyes in response, making his way back to the sofa with a hint of exasperation. "It's not a matter of offense, Tigger," he remarked, his tone laced with a touch of amusement. "It's just... unsettling. I'm not accustomed to seeing you display such genuine affection. It's a bit of a departure from your usual sleazeball antics," he added, a playful jab at Tig's reputation.

Trixie looked up at Tig with a sleepy yet lustful gaze, pulling herself up to sit. "Take me to bed and fuck me to sleep, Tigger. Your lil' princess needs a good railing," she said, her tone brimming with sass and sarcasm.

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The next morning, Bellatrix awoke to the gentle warmth of the California sun cascading over her heavily tattooed back. The electric blue numbers on her bedside clock glowed, indicating noon had already passed. She reached out to Tig's side of the bed, expecting to feel his warmth, but was met with cold sheets and a chilled pillow instead. "Dammit, Tiggy," she muttered to herself, a hint of frustration coloring her thoughts.

The petite woman rose from the expanse of the king-sized bed, retrieving yesterday's pastel purple thong from the floor. With a deft motion, she slid it up her legs before wrapping herself in her lover's Teller-Morrow Garage button-down, using it as a makeshift robe. Once semi-clothed, Trixie grabbed her pack of Marlboro Red 100's and Zippo lighter from the nightstand before making her way to the clubhouse's kitchen,As she entered the kitchen, Trixie lit up a Marlboro Red 100, the smoke curling around her as she spotted her stepmother, Gemma.

"Well, look who decided to wake up," Gemma greeted her with a sly smile. "Tigger must've worn you out good for you to be sleeping in this late, darlin'," she teased, the playful tone of an older woman who knew a thing or two about life's pleasures.

Trixie grinned mischievously as she blew smoke in Gemma's direction.

"Well, Mama, I reckon you're onto something, especially considering I've still got Tigger juice drippin down my thighs," she quipped, her words laced with a playful hint of innuendo.

Gemma rolled her eyes, a mixture of amusement and exasperation crossing her features. "Bellatrix Eileen, I did NOT need to know that," she chided with a playful shake of her head.

Trixie couldn't help but grin as she poured herself a generous cup of Folgers Black Silk coffee. With a flick of her wrist, she reached into the fridge for her favorite Mocha-flavored International Delight coffee creamer. "Y'all should know by now that I love to mess with you," she teased, the cigarette dangling from the corner of her mouth adding to her playful demeanor.

Once satisfied with her coffee, the petite, tattooed woman set out in search of her honey.She found him in the shop, diligently changing the oil on his motorcycle.

Trixie sauntered up behind Tig, her steps light and barely audible on the concrete floor of the shop. With a gentle touch, she leaned against his back as he tended to his motorcycle, her demeanor soft, sleepy, and innocent. "Good morning, Daddy," she whispered, the honorific carrying a sense of reverence and affection.

Tig laid the socket wrench he was using on the ground, rising slowly as his left hand traced a tender path up his Princess's tattooed calf, "Well, good afternoon, babydoll," Tig murmured, his voice low and soothing as he leaned in closer to Trixie. "Did you sleep good?" he inquired, his tone filled with genuine concern and affection.

Trixie rolled her eyes playfully as her big, bad biker, stole a sip of her so-called "frufru coffee." "Sure did, HoneyBear, slept like a rock!" she replied, her tone teasing yet affectionate.

"That's good, darlin'," Tig replied, a hint of excitement in his voice. "We've been assigned the Costco run for the big summer bash this weekend. Let me finish up here, and I'll meet you in the shower," he added, his words laced with anticipation.

"Actually, I kinda wanted to watch you work. You look sexy when you're doing all that mechanicin'," Trixie grinned, leaning against the stainless steel toolbench, her gaze fixed on Tig.

The man shot Trixie a flirty grin as he went back to working on his bike, his attention divided between the motorcycle and the tiny woman who was staring at him with pure adoration.

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An hour and a half later, Trixie emerged from Tig's dormitory transformed into a vision of allure. She was dressed in a black bustier top, paired with black leather skinny jeans that accentuated her curves. Her feet were clad in black Loubi Queen Alta's , adding an extra flair to her ensemble. A cropped black leather jacket completed the look, adding a touch of edginess.

Her cherry cola red hair was styled to perfection, teased and done up to the nines. Her makeup was equally striking, with a black smokey eye that highlighted her eyes, and a wine-red lip that added a bold finish to her appearance. She carried a large Louis Vuitton Neverfull, which was her signature purse.

***

The psychotic couple cruised down the road toward Stockton, Tig confidently at the wheel of Bellatrix's prized midnight black 2012 Dodge Challenger. Beside him, Bellatrix sat, her presence a potent combination of danger and allure. Their hands were intertwined on the center console, a silent affirmation of their bond as they embarked on their journey together.

A comfortable silence enveloped the car, the only sound the deep growl of the engine as they sped down the highway. Bellatrix broke the quiet by cracking her window slightly. "You got the Costco card from Bobby, right?" she asked, her voice cutting through the rumble of the car.

Tig nodded, his eyes briefly leaving the road to meet Bellatrix's gaze. "It's in my wallet, punkin'. Did you get the list from Gem?" he replied, his tone casual yet attentive.

***

Back in Charming, chaos unfolded as both Jax and his Ol'Lady, Tara, were rushed to Saint Thomas Hospital. The reason? A simple accident: they had fallen while making love in the shower. Both the matriarch and patriarch of the club were furious. While they might have expected such behavior from the Sergeant at Arms and his Ol'Lady, it was a shock coming from the Vice President.

Gemma sat in the absurdly uncomfortable chair of her son's hospital room, disappointment drenching her features. "You're a goddamn moron, Jackson Nathaniel. Leave that shit to your stepsister and Tig," she muttered, her words laden with frustration and concern.

Jax scoffed and rolled his eyes, trying to adjust to the jet-black cast encasing his wrist. "My bad for trying to have a happy marriage, Ma. Is Clay keeping an eye on Tara?" he asked, annoyance evident in his tone.

"Yes, baby, he is. The doctors are making sure she isn't concussed, although I'm sure she is. She bounced her head off a cast iron tub," Gemma said, her tone informative.

Just then, Clay and Tara strolled into the room casually. Tara's eyebrows jumped to her hairline when she laid eyes on the cast on Jax's left hand. "Oh, Jax, honey, I'm so sorry. Are you okay?" she asked, her tone dripping with concern.

***

The Sergeant at Arms and the Enforcer barreled down the highway, heading back to Charming. The trunk and back seat were loaded down with their spoils, while the lady Enforcer laid peacefully asleep in the passenger seat. The song "Luckenbach, Texas (Back to the Basics of Love)" played softly in the background, adding to the relaxed atmosphere of their journey.

Tig glanced over at Trixie with a loving gaze as he reached for the seatbelt she had refused to wear earlier on their journey. "Silly lil' girl," he muttered affectionately, a hint of amusement in his voice.

Pulling into the parking lot of Teller Morrow, Tig spotted Jax and Clay sitting at a picnic table, smoking cigars. Once the car was parked, Jax stalked over to the passenger side and slammed his large palms on the window. "SONOFABITCH!" Bellatrix hollered, jolting awake from a dead sleep.

The tiny woman removed her seatbelt in a flash and practically threw herself out of the car. "YOU MOTHERFUCKER!" she shouted, chasing after her brother.

Tig knew better than to get involved. He stood idly by, watching as Bellatrix chased after Jax like a jungle cat on the hunt. It was clear she could handle her brother on her own. True to form, she caught up to him and proceeded to kick the crap out of him, much like a jungle cat asserting dominance over its prey.

Although he had to intervene once he saw Bellatrix reach for her blade. While SAMCRO was fine with their Vice President being beaten by his baby sister, knives were where they drew the line.

Tig marched over to the siblings, reaching for the twenty-seven-year-old and pulling her into his embrace. "Shh, shh, darling. Daddy's got you. Big brother got the message, huh, punkin'?" he whispered, trying to calm her.

He left Jax on the ground and carried Bellatrix to the picnic table where her father sat. Tig took a seat, sliding his babydoll into his lap, and then let her play with his left hand so she could self-soothe.

Bellatrix grabbed his hand by the pinkie and thumb, her voice barely above a whisper. "He scared me, Tiggy. Wasn't expecting him to do that. Shit! We still have to get the groceries," she said, her words a mix of relief and concern for their unfinished task.

Clay eyed his only daughter with concern. "Jax! Prospect! Come here and get the groceries out of Princess's car," he bellowed, his loud voice only serving to frighten Bellatrix more.

#tig trager smut #sons of anarchy #tig trager

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