#dbf!chibs

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also, for my last 600 post, if i write 1.3k words i hit 50k words written overall for my whole event. which is crazy to think about

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just a little update on what's coming up!!

- honey girl chapter six is in the works, halfway done !! i'm thinking i'm gonna give you a break from all the angst in the series in this chapter... but no promises... <3

- I have a jake seresin x floyd!reader fic that's half written. it's soft and sweet and gentle... I love it, personally

- professor!joel miller x student!reader has been sat half finished in my drafts for months. this needs to be finished because it's fucking delicious

- 2 or 3 cowboy!spencer reid mini fics and headcanons are in the works

- I also have a chibs x reader kind of soft dom light brat tamer fic that's almost done (read here)

- web of lies chapter two is like 1/4 done... i'm sorry for deserting this fic!! idk what happened!! but it'll be finished soon... <3

as always, feel free to let me know which you'd like to see first!! or feel free to ask any questions you might have about any of these. much love <3

[etclouie]

could i get 25 and 30 from the 100 dialogue prompts with dbf!chibs

˚୨୧⋆｡ prompt/s; 25) “you could do so much better than me” and 30) “yeah, i want to, but… wouldn’t it be weird?” — from 100 dialogue prompts

˚୨୧⋆｡ warnings; dad’s best friend trope, implied age gap (unspecified but chibs is older), mutual pinning but chibs is scared to fall/admit, readers dad is unmentioned but allusions to being a member of samcro, reader smokes (but it can be skimmed over), uhm they kiss + confess, this is 1.5k words btw!!

˚୨୧⋆｡ a/n; ending my event on a high with my fave 

— thank you for celebrating 600 with me || submissions are now closed

the club had gone on a lockdown and everyone was instructed to stay at the Red Woody studio, but with the sheer amount of people it felt cramped. 

when the boys had gone into chapel, you’d made your way up onto the roof. escaping to the otherwise quiet space, and finally letting out a sigh of relief. 

it wasn’t like you didn’t like the club, it just felt overwhelming at times. suffocating even. 

so you needed to withdraw from it all, which became hard during lockdowns. 

you’d lost track of time as you watched the world go by in the distance, only becoming re-aware of your surroundings when the sound of boots grew closer. 

glancing over your shoulder you spotted Chibs, your dad’s best friend. 

flashing him a half smile before looking away again, sighing heavily. his presence loomed over the silent rooftop, causing a chill to run down your spine. 

reaching into your pocket to grab a cigarette and offering the box up to him, which he declined. shrugging as you set the cigarette between your lips, lighting it with ease and taking a drag from it before exhaling with another sigh. 

“yer dad’s looking for you”

his voice broke the silence, earning a nod in response as your eyes stayed on the water behind the studio. 

you could hear him take another step closer before he grabbed the crate to sit next to you, still leaving three feet’s worth of distance between you both. 

“what’s he want?”

you asked, taking another drag of the cigarette. blowing the smoke out in the opposite direction before tilting your head to Chibs again, eyes flicking briefly down his body before settling on his face. 

“was wonderin’ where you ran off to”

that pulled a laugh from you, shaking your head and pulling your gaze away once more. 

if anything, you didn’t think your dad would’ve sent Chibs to come looking for you. sure they were best friends, but of all people you’d never expected him. 

though you weren’t exactly complaining, you’d never throw a fit over a visit from your favourite Scotsman. 

“and he sent you, huh?”

he chuckled at your words, running a hand across his chin and scratching at his beard. 

just like you had a moment prior, he let his eyes rake down your body. his tongue poking out to wet his lips, and he couldn’t help the heat that shoot through him alongside the various thoughts he’d have of you. 

when he didn’t answer for a minute, it had a smirk tugging at your lips—especially when you met his eyes and seen the lustrous look in them. 

only once you coughed to gather his attention did he meet your eyes again, a pink hue creeping across his cheeks. 

“sorry what’d you say?”

a flurry of embarrassment pooled in his belly, which seemed odd to him. he never got embarrassed from things like this, but with you it was different. 

everything was different. 

you made him feel different in every capacity of the word, you made him feel special— even if you hadn’t taken whatever it was between yous further than lingering glances. 

“i asked why my dad sent you to come looking for me”

you repeated, taking another hit from the cigarette before stubbing it out. exhaling slowly and waving your hand in front of your face to make the smoke disperse quickly. 

he nodded, hand scratching at his beard once more before he replied. 

“well he didn’t really, i offered to”

he shrugged, his words having a smirk toying at your lips as you flashed him a ‘really?’ look. 

the admission had a flurry of glee shooting through you, turning to face him properly. 

“and why would you do that?”

the question had him almost shying away, the admission of his feelings dancing on the tip of his tongue. 

a look of the longing you had for him shone in his eyes, and it had a thrill of confidence run through you. wanting to try and pry what you assumed he felt out of him. 

“is there something you’d like to tell me?”

you inquired, and you noticed as he swallowed hard. his adam’s apple bobbing before he averted his gaze, causing your smile to widen. 

chiming in before he could stumble over the words he so desperately wanted to admit to you. 

“because there might be something i want to tell you, ‘long as you don’t tell my dad”

as long as he doesn’t tell your dad? that had him more intrigued. 

he gulped, running both hands down his face before meeting your eyes. everything in him screaming to look away and go back inside, but his heart wanted to know if you felt the same way. 

“promise love”

there it was, one of the many names he’d called you that sent heat shooting through your body. 

your smirk faded into a smile, mumbling out — in what you could only describe as an attempt to ensure no one else heard, despite it only being the two of you. 

“i like you, fancy you even”

you admitted, a weight feeling as if it had just been lifted from your shoulders. you watched the way his eyes widened, before a look of relief washed over him. 

but it didn’t stop the insecurities that washed over him. 

“why? i mean, you could do so much better than me”

you frowned at the words, because they didn’t make sense. for as long as you could remember you’ve had a crush on him, he’s all you’d wanted for ages now. 

reaching out you took his hands into yours, much to his reluctance. you stood from the crate and moved to stand between his legs, one finger hooking under his chin to tilt his head up to you. 

despite everything inside him screaming at him to stop this, to pull away— he couldn’t. it was as if was frozen in place, unable to do anything than follow your lead so willingly. 

“only want you, have only ever wanted you”

the pull between you both tugged tighter, a string woven tightly around you and keeping you like this. 

“fuckin’ killing me sweetheart”

he groaned in frustration, dropping his head to rest against your stomach. a flurry of butterflies batting against your insides where his head rested, hand lifting to take your fingers through his hair. 

“can i kiss you?”

your voice was soft, barely a whisper but he lifted his head anyways. eyes meeting and another flash of insecurity rushing through his eyes, shaking his head before he sighed. 

continuing to brush your fingers through his hair as he mumbled out in response. 

“we shouldn’t love”

which made you frown, untangling your fingers from his hair and taking a step back. 

you knew it was a logical response, you really shouldn’t. he was your dad’s best friend after all, but the pull between you both kept the feelings you clinging onto the possibility of a chance with him. 

“..do you not want to?”

you asked hesitantly, embarrassed even. you weren’t entirely sure what you were feeling. but you did know, that deep down you still wanted him. 

“yeah, i want to, but… wouldn’t it be weird?”

a sigh fell from your lips, before he sighed too. standing from his own crate and cradling your face in both of your hands, your breath fanning across his face from your closeness. 

“only weird if we make it”

you whispered out, which made him chuckle. resting his forehead against yours, his eyes fluttering shut. 

on one hand, he wanted to give in. everything in him wanted to give in and kiss you. but on the other hand, it felt wrong. you were his best friends daughter, he shouldn’t. 

yet he wanted to. 

he waited a beat before capturing your lips with his, the kiss deep as he poured all of his emotions into it. 

you stumbled back a little, but he pulled you against his chest. left hand falling to your hip to hold you steady, dopey grin tugging at your lips as you whispered out to him again. 

“do that again”

he shook his head at you but obliged, kissing you with just as much intensity as the first time. 

both of his hands rested on your hips as he continued to kiss you, one hand squeezed at your hip which made you gasp. allowing his tongue to push into your mouth and tangle with yours, drawing a breathy moan from your throat. 

the kiss continued for a minute before he pulled back, with an equally blissed look on his face to yours. 

“you’ll be the death of me sweetheart”

he drawled out, accent slightly thicker which always seemed to make you swoon even more. 

you leaned in to kiss him again, your arms going around his neck and wrists crossing at the back of his head while you whispered out against his lips again. 

“least you’ll die a happy man now”

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⤷ sub!juice with Juice Ortiz

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okay so update to this, i have hit the word count. which means 50k has been written for the whole event, yet i’m not finished writing the piece😵‍💫

also, for my last 600 post, if i write 1.3k words i hit 50k words written overall for my whole event. which is crazy to think about