#Biker gang au

[old-desert]

Inktobertale 2024 Day 6: Hyperspeed

How convenient that I just so happened to have a biker gang au lying around, huh.

[boolger]

This is just an idea that’s roaming in my head for a couple of days. Let it be known that I’m considering adding hybrid or omegaverse into it but I’m not sure yet… however.

Something something the little town you’ve grown up in has been under control of the biker gang the ‘Shadows’ for the last couple of years - and you hate it, especially their leader, Graves, who won’t leave you alone, constantly trying to seduce you. However in the matter of one night, the town is taken over by another gang.

The town is relieved, but you’re not. You’ve heard rumors of the 141 being even worse than the shadows. While you watch them clean up the town and make sure the drugs that are sold are good, you decide that this might be your sign to move.

One thing though. The 141 really likes the house you’ve inherited by your dad. A lot. Even worse, their leader John Price, likes you even more. So does his boyfriend, Nikolai - and suddenly, it’s hard to get out of town. While the Shadows were annoying and Graves was persistent, he at least accepted your no. Somewhat. Problem is, it doesn’t seem like the 141 takes no for an answer.

[mel-melatonin]

Soooo I’ve been working on a silly Mouthwashing Biker Gang au and wanted to share with yall currently I have daisuke and Anya done and I’ll do the rest when I can

[imaginedreamwrite]

Biker! President spent the night claiming his innocent reader

the next morning reader gets up to make pancakes for the both of them but she didn’t even get the chance to stir the batter when she noticed he was awake

“ surely since you can walk , angel, you can go another around? “

There was an ache between your legs that nearly took you out on the stairs, the trembly almost making your knees buckle when you tried to traverse the steps silently. The ache had been a residual sensation that started the night before, the feeling is hands and slips dusting every inch of your body was something you had never felt before.

“I’ve had sex but I’m not experienced.” Your body was an unknown to you as it was to the opposite sex, and your small admittance to the burly biker man had drawn amusement from him.

“She’s had sex twice. She’s innocent, barely scratched the surface.” Your friend who had set you up with him was absolutely certain that he would not just rock your world but ruin you for every other man.

You thought she was joking, you thought she was clearly screwing with you about his ability to ruin you for other men. There wasn’t any possibility that a single man could do that to you.

Until you met him. Until you felt him, until he took you to bed and touched you all night long.

You’d been given more attention than you thought possible, your hands trapped above your head with one of his as your other clutched his shoulder as he rocked into you. Hour after hour you were put into different positions that made you stretched and pliable to him and his whims.

And you left the bed before he had, trying to distance yourself to the kitchen. You were attempting to be as quiet as possible as you found a pantry stocked with prime ingredients to make breakfast, setting yourself upon the task.

He promised he would take you home after last night. He promised that he would drive you right back to your apartment as soon as he woke up.

However staying in bed with him didn’t seem like a probable action. You had to do something.

“You can’t possibly think you could escape my bed? Honestly sweetie, if you’re walking I didn’t fuck you hard enough.” You jumped when he whispered in your ear, startled by the sound of his voice and the sudden appearance in the kitchen.

You’d been so distracted by the recipe on your phone you hadn’t even heard him coming.

“I can’t,” you squirmed, involuntarily rubbing your ass against his thick half-hard cock, “I’m sore-”

“Oh I know darling,” his hands worked magically against your borrowed shirt, his left hand peeling the buttons while his right massaged your waist, “your poor body hasn’t been fucked properly. That’s why we need to go back to bed.”

“You said you’d take me home,” you turned in his embrace to face him head on, a dire attempt to create distance by pushing him away, “you said as soon as you woke up-”

“Darling,” he kissed along the inside of your wrist, lips stretching into a smirk, “I said if you were a good girl and kept my bed warm until I woke up then I would take you home.”

“You can’t kidnap me!” You outburst and yanked your wrist away, scowling at him. “Who do you think you are?”

“I’m the President of the biker club you’re so apprehensive about,” he grabbed your wrist again and kissed your veins, “and I’m not through with you yet, angel. Fuck…I’m never going to be through with you.”

[starrspice]

I'm stealing @paper-lilypie 's poll idea

I may not finish it until tomorrow but if thats the case maybe I'll make something extra

Top 2 (maybe 3) AUs get Valentine stuff

[writingsofwesteros]

Sandor being a Part of Drogos biker gang and he gets his share of their new protected turtle too 👀

IMAGINE

[master-wus-tea]

I don't think these two would meet? Probably not, maybe tho

Addam is terrified of Gav

[themissbanshee]

While I will keep drawing fem Wally and other genderbends, I will be making Biker Gang AU aka Greaser AU stuff as well at some point!

Would you be fine with that? Hell, fem biker Wally might become a thing!

[art-in-distress]

Mandalorian modern AU where the mandalorians are a biker gang that ride around and beat the shit out of fascists and pedophiles (think Bikers Against Child Abuse)

Grogu is one of the kids they protect and Din ends up with little Grogu (of course) and then they’re this huge biker gang, and little Grogu is riding in a little side car with Din ☺️

[jungkookfanfictionhappy]

I remember finishing this whole series 58k words in one sitting. this was sooo good omg i think i will read it again soon for nostalgia

“You always thought of your life as nothing exciting. Small town, stable job at the local diner, a roof over your head and nice friends. It didn’t take much to make you happy. But that all changes with the arrival of Jeon Jungkook, mysterious biker with dark hair, inked skin and a preference for leather jackets. It doesn’t take long for you to realise that life has so much more in store for you and Jungkook is happy to show you all of it…”

Pairing: Jungkook x f.Reader

Genre: s2l!AU, Diner!AU, Biker Gang!AU, Smut, Romance

Wordcount: 58.512

~ Part 1 of  “The Cocktail Trilogy” ~

#01 - Chapter 01

#02 - Chapter 02

#03 - Chapter 03

#04 - Chapter 04

#05 - Chapter 05 

[queenie-ofthe-void]

Steve knows the kids are obsessed with the newest up and coming metal band, Corroded Coffin, even though their music is actually terrible. But when Robin of all people begs Steve take them to the band's next gig, he relents.

Everything starts to make a lot more sense when they walk up to the stage and there's an honest to god Siren behind the microphone, a guitar slung low on his hips with magic wafting off him in waves over the crowd.

The singer clocks him immediately and quickly schools the flash of surprise in his eyes into something more flirtatious.

Steve smiles, the cat that caught the canary. He was right. Their music really does suck, and he can't wait until tomorrow when he can rub it in his tiny human friends' faces.

Tonight, however, he's going to ruffle a pretty boy's feathers.

~~~

Eddie knows his music's horse shit, tailor made for humans- sue him, they needed the money. So he's always a little surprised when another creature finds their way to his concerts. It happens on occasion, and of course they're always welcomed. He's seen all sorts on their tour.

But something as beautifully unholy as a Nephilim?

The man with the auburn hair and hazel eyes surrounded by a gaggle of children glows with a golden aura so soft and warm Eddie's almost left speechless. Almost.

He's caught staring, but he can't take his eyes away. So Eddie does what Sirens do best. He preens, puffs his sleek black feathers just enough for only the man in the crowd to see and sings. A move typically saved for encores, the crowd goes wild with energy and pushes their way towards the stage.

The Nephi laughs, full-bodied with mirth at the antics. A beacon of golden light bursts from him, control of his halo slipping just the slightest.

It's unearthly, it's sinful, and Eddie falls to his knees in worship. The men and women caught in the halo turn to him, smiling and leaning in and touching what is Eddie's--

But the Angel relaxes, the halo draws back, and the peoples' hands fall away even though their eyes linger.

None of that matters when the Angel blows him a kiss. Eddie knows, deep in the hollows of his bones, that when he finds him after the show, he'll stretch his Angel's wings and show him just how bright his halo can glow.

[fictionalmenxyn]

𝐁𝐢𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐲𝐬

Pairing: Rafe x Reader

Warnings: swearing, boys being boys (suggestive talking) and Rafe casually (to him) hitting someone.

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Rafe and the boys felt bored, they knew just the thing to cure that, you. So that’s exactly what the did. They spammed you with messages in their ‘the idiots and Y/n’ group chat. Then all parked their bikes on your driveway.

Rafe walked over and knocked your door. You swung it open, you shouted playfully “No!” You playfully shut the door in his face. You could hear them all laughing. You smiled and opened the door “yes yes, I’m coming I’m coming.” Kelce shouted “that’s what she said”. Earning a smack to the back of the head by Topper and a playful glare from Rafe.

Rafe looked back to you and smiled “hey, pretty girl, you got everything?” He leaned down and pecked your lips.

You smiled and nodded “yeah, got everything.” You head over to the garage and open it up. Revealing your Yamaha MT10. You pull your helmet on and get into the bike. You grew up with motorbikes, your father being a mechanic. Also a bike enthusiast. So you knew your stuff and saved your money well. Even if you’re a kook, you’re humble, not a spoilt brat. Like some….

You girl my head forward toward Rafe “put the radio thingy on, babe, please.” He chuckled as he walked over and put on your radio that connects to everyone else’s helmets. So you can all communicate.

You all started to leave the street you lived on, heading out for the day.

You all stop at a stop light. Putting your feet either side of the bike and onto the ground. You spoke “so why did you all drag me out of my comfy bed?” They all almost say in sync “bored.” You playfully roll your eyes “so I had to come?! Couldn’t have done anythinnggg else??” They all answer “yup.” You joke “hate you guys…”

They all laugh the Topper spoke “no you don’t, you love us really.” You shrug playfully “mmm don’t know, might change my mind…” Rafe playfully shoves you a little. Then the light turning green you all sped off. You asked “where are we even going?” Rafe replied “don’t know, didn’t really think that far ahead…”

You laugh “what?! What do you meeeaaann ‘didn’t think that far ahead’… sometimes I think I’m actually friends with a bunch of idiots…” Rafe playfully gasped “hey! I’m your boyfriend, correct that shit, right now!” You roll your eyes and correct yourself “I think that my boyfriend is an idiot, that better?” He nodded and laughed “yeah, babe, better…”

Topper suggested “we could head for some food? That new grill house is finally open…” you practically squeal into the radio. Causing the guys to groan, Kelce complained “could you not?!”

You laugh “sorry… I like food… can you blame me?” Topper replied “touché.”

Rafe said “yeah, let’s head there for some food, then we can think of something to do while we eat.”

You all rode through figure eight and headed towards the coast line where the food and other stores were.

You all parked your bikes up and headed down the street. Taking your helmets off as you enter the grill house. Rafe walked first. Already acting like he knew the place. A thing he always did especially at stake houses. A random thing he did but never really knew why.

Rafe asked to the waitress “could we get a table for four, please?” You smiled a little at his manners. Usually you’d have to smack him under the table or give him the ‘evils’ as he says when you shoot a quick glare at him.

The woman nodded and spoke “come right this way…” she guided you four over to a booth. You all sat in. You and Rafe on one side, Topper and Kelce in the other.

Rafe purposely leaned over to grab a menu. Making sure you got squished as he did. You knew he was playing around, since he’s done this since you two were kids. He also knew that a jab to uis ribs was coming. Which you did. Sticking your index finger out and jabbing him in the ribs. He laughed softly “what? I wasn’t doing anything…” you remarked “oh really?? So everyone you do that, you don’t do anything??” He smirked and nodded. You shake your head with a smile, unbelievable he was.

After you’ve all ate your food and paid, you once again head out towards your bikes.

Your eyes widen a little as you see some guy leaning against Rafe’s bike. And a girl taking photos of the guy. Topper muttered “oh shit…” you and Topper shear a glance before you hear Rafe “what the fuck??”

You all walk over, the guy looks over and spoke “hey dude, this your bike? It’s sick! I’ve always wanted a bike like this…” you could see Rafe’s eye twitch ever so slightly as he sees the guy adjust a few things in the bike. That’s two things that pissed Rafe off. One, a stranger getting all up in his personal belongings. And two, someone touching and adjusting things on his bike.

Rafe replied “yeah, man, that’s mine. You taking pics or sum?” He scratched his nose with his thumb. You place a hand on his shoulder blade. Rafe stepped away from your touch. Not actually kissed at you for touching him but he knew he had to take a step from you so whatever he did, you wouldn’t get caught up in it.

He walked over to the guy, “Topper, my friend here-” Rafe slung his arm around Topper “-he’ll take some photos for ya. He’s good at that shit, ain’t ya Top?” Topper nodded. Knowing where this was going. Having seen Sons of Anarchy, with Rafe.

Topper took the guys phone out of the chick’s hand. Taking a photo of the guy against Rafe’s bike. Topper spoke “that’s the before…” the guy’s eyebrow raised “before?”

That’s when Rafe’s fist connected with the guys nose. Hearing a small crunch coming from the guy’s face. You and Kelce wince at the noise. Rafe stepped back with a smirk “don’t ever fucking touch my bike… you’ll have worse next time, buddy…”

The guy held his now broken nose. Topper snapped another photo “there’s the after…” Topper then tossed the guys phone to him.

You walked over to Rafe and muttered “you really wanted to do that after watching that fucking show, hm?” Rafe smirked. Looking down to you, he mumbled “what? Can’t help it…” you joked “sometimes i actually think you wanna be Jax…”

He playfully rolled his eyes. Looking at the guy and his chick. Rafe shot him a warning glare once more.

You all got on your bikes and sped off. Your little biker gang being the knockoff ‘Sons of Anarchy’.

‘The Sons of Outer Banks.’

And turns out you guys did think of ideas on what to do for the rest of the day.

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[motorverseofficial]

[netheris]

This man would fucking KILL IT at the dance halls, and you cannot change my mind-

i’m still thinking about grease and howdy has been apprehended

[fanfictionsrookie]

[writingsofwesteros]

Drogo moving Sonja's hand along his cock while coaxing her to keep rubbing against her thigh.

"We need to get you nice and wet, don't we? You'll need to be weeping for me before we try to get my cock into your little pussy" he says lewdly making her whine at his forwardness. "you like big men don't you? Like feeling helpless and pathetic in My hands?"

Her hips stutter against his thigh as she tries to shake her head no, not willing to admit it.

"oh I think you do" he presses against her tighter, his weight making her pussy contract once more.

"ple-please" she gasps "Drogo" moving her panties to The side so her bare pussy is against his strong thigh. "Ahhh!" She moans face showing relief at the contact.

Hand tightening on his cock as she ruts her hips. "Good girl" he grounds out

Her soft, delicate hands reaching for his arms; squeezing before she shyly hides in his neck. Drogo's mouth watering scent coming over her as she feels her mind softening.

Her toes curling as the pleasure teases her