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Tommy Flanagan as Alec McCullough in Wu Assassins (1x9)

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"No Mercy in Charming", part 4

The house was quiet and lit only by a single lamp, standing in the living room. Gemma, who had recently left, had come to do some cleaning, knowing that you are not able to. And Tig filled the refrigerator and cabinets for the coming days. You were grateful to them for being there for you and taking care of things you could no longer handle. Anyway, everyone from the club was a huge support to you in these past few months since your husband's death.

You barely remember the funeral and the weeks that followed. You were in some kind of unreal reality shrouded in a heavy fog that seemed like some kind of nightmare. Incapable of anything. Plunged into shock and despair. You cried all day or slept exhausted from crying. Friends from the club took turns with you, as if they were doing guard duty. Every day and night, someone was watching by your side at that time. It was still struggling to reach you that just 7 months ago you were happily married, a woman who had everything, whose life had finally settled down after years. And it all ended in an instant.

You changed your position in the chair. Large, comfortable rocking chair that had recently been your favorite spot when you forced yourself to occupy your head with reading or listening to music.

The chair was a gift from Jax. You had the feeling that he was constantly measuring himself against the remorse of having allowed this vendetta, which ended tragically, but not for those for whom it should have.

He told you how they had been planning this revenge for weeks. Chibs was determined to teach Mayans a merciless lesson. Initially, everything was a secret from the rest of the club. Then they gradually drew Tig, Happy and Bobby into their plan. The arrangement was such that despite Mayan's warnings, a deal was struck with the Irish. The Nines also benefited from it. They were promised a share of the weapons from the supply, in exchange for their help in ambushing the Mayans and luring the two punks who beat you to a desolate place where Chibs wanted to bring them justice. In the end, he didn't plan to kill them. A beating and cutting off a few fingers would have been enough for him. However, everything went wrong.

On the spot it turned out that twenty armed Mayans were waiting for the five of you (Chibs, Jak, Tig, Happy and Bobby). After the fact, it turned out that they found out about the transaction between the Irish, the Sons and the Nines. They flew into a rage, as it completely thwarted their plans. They kidnapped the mother and daughter of one of the Nines, held them hostage and threatened to kill them if they didn't tell them about the Sons' plan. He had no choice. He dozed off.

Marcus Alvarez had no mercy, just as the Sons had no mercy for his son, Esai, whom they murdered on Clay's orders when he was still president of the club. Because of the Sons, he lost his own son, now a business. Sons did not heed the warnings. So someone had to pay. The young wife of the vice president of Sons seemed like a good warning, but it didn't work. So Chibs was punished. Without mercy.

You sighed heavily while wrapping yourself in a thin gray sweater. Filip haunts you in your dreams many times since then. The worst were the dreams where everything was just as it used to be, and then you would wake up and for those few wonderful seconds you thought he was sleeping next to you, you would reach out for your pillow and then once again the terrible truth would come. Each time it hurt the same.

You bounced gently off the floor with your feet and started rocking in your chair. From the loudspeaker flowed a song that once found you in those dark of gloomy months without him, and whose words of which stunned and shattered you.

"If I walk down this hallway

Tonight it's too quiet

So I pad through the dark

And call you on the phone

Push your old numbers

And let your house ring

'Til I wake your ghost..."

Then there's that piercing, shiver-inducing chorus:

"I think last night

You were driving circles around me..."

Repeated again and again, like a mournful mantra that resonated so much with you. Since then, Kristin Hersh's “Your ghost” has become your anthem of loneliness and longing.

For a long time you were unable to listen to anything. The music that you and Filip both loved was too painful, containing too many memories and emotions that you were not yet able to process calmly without bursting into tears. But recently you had a time when you started listening to sad songs.

Paradoxically, the sad sounds allowed you to begin to face your own emotions, to open up to a conscious experience of grief. It was like slowly stepping into icy water that you had avoided for a long time. Slowly, toe by toe, note by note. You faced the fear of drowning in despair. You let sadness carefully flow through you. And though it was exhausting you knew, you had to do it for yourself and your own mental balance.

Sometimes you felt Filip's presence in the house. It was as if by some miracle his energy was concentrating next to you to let you know that he was next to you and that he was watching over you. Over you both.

The other day when you fainted at the club and were taken to the hospital they did all kinds of tests on you. That's when you found out you were pregnant. Sixth week. You didn't suspect anything before. That's what finally broke you. It broke the club members.

Rocking slightly in the chair, you stroked your sizeable tummy.

The baby was due to be born in just one month. Friends from the club helped decorate your baby's room. You had been spending a lot of time in it lately, arranging tiny bodysuits and rompers into cubes. Sobbing with the realization that you are here without your husband and that he will never know his son.

Yes, it will be a boy. And you knew from the beginning that he could only have one name. His father's name. Life cruelly mocked your happiness and took one Filip from the world.

But you will give the world another.

(To be continued)

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Chibs sitting in the garden with his son - prompts -mama will be home soon, promise. - good boy!

Hes drinking a jameson juice box whilst his son has apple.

title; apple and jameson (Chibs Telford x fem!reader)

prompts; 49) “mama will be home soon, promise” and 93) “good boy” — from three hundred assorted dialogue prompts

warnings; established relationship, husband!chibs x wife!reader, unnamed daughter, their son is called paddy (padraic, after his nephew. how could you not??), president!chibs (ik the gif isn’t but run with it), uh that’s it tho?? (490 words)

a/n; can be read as a standalone or part of the HIWY verse. still feels weird posting things about HIWY, cause like this is set (in my head at least) for like way after chibs is pres, so it’d be the sequel lol

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you’d taken your daughter out for the day, leaving Chibs and Paddy home themselves, which was never an issue. Paddy was Chibs’ biggest fan.

they were out in the back garden, Paddy giggling away as he played with the dog while Chibs watched.

he loved spending time with Paddy, even if it was just watching him run around with the occasional call out to Chibs. 

but the next time Paddy ran up to Chibs, he was asking about you.

“when will mama be home?”

Chibs smiled at Paddy, lifting him to sit on the chair opposite him while leaning forwards.

“mama will be home soon, promise”

Paddy tilted his head, small pout on his face at the implication that you wouldn’t be home when he wanted.

it made Chibs sigh, seeing his boy like this.

wasn’t as if there was anything Chibs could do to make you come home sooner, but seeing Paddy pouty and waiting for you tugged at his heart strings.

“she’ll be home soon, promise bud”

in response, Paddy only nodded, running a tiny hand along the dogs back.

the sight made Chibs smile as he leaned forwards to press a kiss to the top of Paddy’s head, quickly disappearing inside before coming back after a minute.

“hey Paddy, c’mere”

Chibs called out, piercing the straw into the apple juice box and holding it out to the youngest Telford.

as Paddy took the juice, Chibs pierced his own carton, something you’d took the liberty to get him as gift.

he loved them. whenever he was at home with the kids and they were drinking juice boxes, he was drinking a Jameson box.

Paddy sat idly in the chair drinking his juice, making a smile break out on Chibs’ face.

“good boy, bud”

it wasn’t much longer after he gave Paddy the juice that you came home, calling out to them both and getting no response.

you moved throughout the house and towards the back door, smiling to yourself at the sight of your boys.

“hey buddy”

Paddy turned to you, almost dropping his juice in the process as he ran to you.

“you miss me, huh?”

he only nodded in response, making you laugh as you sat him on your hip. moving towards Chibs where your daughter already sat curled into her.

Chibs smiled up at you as you sat opposite him, Paddy sat in your lap as he continued to drink from his juice box.

“ye have a good day love?”

your daughter curled into his side, resting her head on his shoulder as you replied.

“we did, that one missed you though”

he chuckled at your words, glancing down at her while soothing his hand along her back.

it typically ended like this, Paddy curled into you while your daughter curled into Chibs.

“wee man missed ye, but no as much as i did. glad ye had a good day though, ye both deserve it”

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Prompts for Chibs SOA

you are a grown man, don’t pout - i think i pulled something - bit kinky for a monday morning, don’t you think?”

title; take care of you (Chibs Telford x fem!reader)

prompts; 259) “you are a grown man, don’t pout”, 267) “i think i pulled something” and 265) “bit kinky for a monday morning, don’t you think?” — from three hundred assorted dialogue prompts

warnings; established relationship, reader does yoga and chibs makes it a little horny lol, chibs described to be getting older, some talks of sex, so minors do not interact!!!,uh reader calls off work to take care of him, but that’s it?? (848 words)

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you had woke up before Chibs, which didn’t happen very often, but when it did you always decided on squeezing in some time to do yoga.

it wasn’t as if you couldn’t do it when Chibs was around, it was just that he had a way of taking it and making it sexual.

and this morning seemed to be no different.

“the hell are ye doing love?”

his voice pulled you from your thoughts, making you laugh as you looked at him, upside down and from between your legs.

“yoga, you should try it sometime”

he hummed along, watching you as you continued.

now as you said it, you knew he wouldn’t, especially not with the hungry glint that flashed in his eyes as he continued to watch as you bent at the waist.

“no my thing love”

you rolled your eyes as he moved towards you, his hands taking hold of your hips to pull you back against him.

“i’m alright with this sorta yoga though”

he pulled you back against him again, making you gasp at the feeling of him through his sweatpants.

Chibs only pulled away as you peeled his hands from your hips, standing upright and turning to him to point a finger at his chest.

“bit kinky for a Monday morning, don’t you think?”

but Chibs only chuckled in response, smirking down at you instead.

“never too kinky, especially for a Monday morning”

you shook your head, trying to hide your smile as he leaned in to kiss you.

his arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you tight against his chest as he quickly deepened the kiss.

he walked you backwards until the backs of your legs hit the couch, easily pushing you down onto it before he settled between your legs.

“baby, we can’t..”

Chibs pulled back to meet your eyes, a questioning look in his.

“ye okay love?”

you nodded, moving your hands across his chest while his eyes kept that worried and questioning glint to them.

his hands moved to the couch on either side of your head, waiting for your next words.

“have work soon, need to shower”

he gave you his best attempt at a pout, making you burst into a fit of laughs.

“you are a grown man, don’t pout”

Chibs sighed dramatically, pulling another laugh from you as he dropped his head to your shoulder, laying against you.

your arms wrapped around his neck, holding him against your chest.

“no sex but ye want to cuddle?”

he lifted his head to meet your eyes, meeting your smile with his own of disbelief.

“sex always lasts longer than cuddling with you”

Chibs chuckled, stealing another kiss before he settled against you again.

it was true, neither of you ever wanted to throw in the towel before you were ready to, and if you hadn’t of stopped him this morning, it definitely would’ve headed that way and made you late for work.

so instead, he compromised to cuddling.

the soft trail of your fingers across his back as you lay in a comfortable silence drew on, until you spoke softly after a while.

“still think you should try yoga, baby”

he quirked a brow at you, which made you giggle under him.

“you’re getting older baby, need to keep fit and all”

Chibs shook his head, a mix of disbelief and scepticism. sure you were right, he was getting older, but was yoga the answer?

his lips parted in a sigh, before he nodded.

“right okay, and were do you suggest i start”

you smirked up at him, watching him stand from the couch with an all but reluctant look on his face.

“easy steps, some stretching”

and that’s what he did, he followed your direction until he was wincing in pain, dropping onto the couch by your feet while holding his side.

he cursed under his breath as you moved towards him, trying to pull his hands away.

“i think i pulled something”

Chibs told, letting his head falll against the back of the couch while you moved across the couch towards him. 

either he was faking, which was a 50/50 chance with Chibs, or he was in pain but amping it up.

“think i need ye to take the day off, take care of me”

you gave him a look, but he kept at it.

“serious baby, need your loving to help get me better”

his hands were still clutching his side while he pouted at you again, earning a shake of your head as you hooked a leg across both of his to settle in his lap.

Chibs perked up as you sat on top of him, but not enough to remove his hands from his side.

“you’re such a baby sometimes, you know that?”

he only hummed in response, returning your kisses as you leaned in to him.

your kisses trailed across his jaw and towards his ear, your words coming out in a soft whisper.

“i see right through you Telford, but because i love you i’ll stay and take care of you”

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Chibs request please - you always say that, and yet we wind up right back here. 

title; right back here (Chibs Telford x fem!reader)

prompts; “you always say that, and yet we wind up right back here” — from morning after starters 

warnings; somewhat fwb, reader has an undisclosed relationship to the club, mention of them almost being caught before, morning after, mutual pining, talk about being naked lols, some feelings, but that’s it? (634 words)

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you and Chibs had been sneaking around together, hiding your relationship from the rest of the club.

but the last time you had spent the night together, it happened to be at the clubhouse. and the morning after, while you were in the shower, asking Chibs a million and one questions about his mystery woman, and that was too close a call for your liking.

so you tried calling off your arrangement with him, tried and tried time and time again, but you always seemed to wind up back in bed together. your arguing only seeming to work as foreplay.

like last night, Chibs had showed up at your place with that look you found a little too hard to say no to.

now you were curled up in bed together again, your head on his shoulder and his arm around your body to tug you closer.

it was nice, you couldn’t deny that part, but the close call you had with someone finding out played in your head every time you were together.

“hey Chibs?”

you asked softly, keeping your head on his shoulder while he hummed, glancing down at you to meet your gaze.

“we can’t do this again, we’ve almost been caught before, that can’t happen again”

he sighed, running his free hand down his face.

sure you were right, the questions had only now managed to stop, but he didn’t want to lose this, he didn’t want to lose you.

“sweetheart, yer just saying that”

you lifted your head with a frown, meeting his gaze with that glint in your eyes, the same glint he knew not to question.

“i’m serious, none of the guys can know”

Chibs sighed again, hooking a finger under your chin to tilt your head towards him.

his eyes searched yours, behind that determined glint to see if there was any sign of doubt or hesitation, but he found nothing but honesty staring back at him.

“ye say that all the time, but ye always let me back in”

you huffed out a laugh, rolling your eyes at his words.

“we like to argue, you let that arguing turn into sex, but we can’t keep doing it”

he hummed, lips drawing tight and his dipples coming into view.

Chibs knew you were serious, hell you’d mentioned ending whatever this was between you loads of times before, but he couldn’t let you go.

not now, not ever.

“you always say that, and yet we wind up right back here”

he gestured a hand around your room, clothes skewn across the floor leading towards the bed, where you both still lay naked, legs tangled.

“i’m serious”

Chibs nodded, moving both of his hands to cradle your face as he leaned in to kiss you, ignoring your protests as he rolled you onto your bacl.

his body settled between your legs, the backs of your thighs flush against the fronts of his as he leaned over you, voice softer.

“so am i love, i want you. i really want ye, not just sex anymore”

you paused at his words, lips parted but no words came out.

“when we almost got caught, it made everything clear fer me. i want ye more than anything”

he leaned in to kiss you again, softer than before, as he poured every pent up feeling and emotion he had into the embrace.

Chibs only pulled back after a minute, eyes searching yours as you whispered softly.

“fuck, i want you too, we just.. we need to talk about this, properly when we’re not naked”

his lips curled into a smirk at your words, instinctively leaning in to steal another kiss before he whispered against your lips.

“gonny give ye the world if ye let me, but aye we’ll talk, whenever ye want love”

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Chibs Telford in 6.04 » Wolfsangel

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“Blessings of God be with you”

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chibs in every episode ∟ 5.13 "j'ai obtenu cette"

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