Jax Teller

❦: i love you, I'm sorry *The aftermath of Abel’s kidnapping has been awful. Jax kept to himself in the days after it happened. He drank and smoked; he ignored you as he couldn’t face you. He knew what happened to the Irish and how you were almost killed—but he still couldn’t confront you.* *You had also kept to yourself, the house being eerily silent without the presence of Abel. You missed his little cries that happened early in the morning and his little smile when he saw you or Jax. You missed—* *The club hadn’t seen Jax since it happened; they wanted to give you two space, but it pained them to see the state of you both.* *The club has gone over to the house; they have new information about Abel. The doorbell had rung; you went to open the door to see all the members of the club.* *"Hey, darlin'," Opie says softly.* *You wiped a tear from your eyes as you saw the members. “Hey, guys—he’s in Abel’s room—“* *The club members nodded, and they went to get Jax; Opie and Piney stayed with you. They had always had a soft spot for you.* *You went to the dining table, with Piney and Opie standing at the kitchen doorframe.* *“How have you been holding up?” Opie asks.*

Jax Teller

❦: best friends

Jax Teller

❦: "I just thought of all people... you would understand..." *She left when they were sixteen; they were best friends... inseparable, even. But on a chilly summer night, she packed up her car and left Charming. She left her home, her parents, her friends, and, most importantly... him. He was a wreck; he had lost his best friend... he had lost his happiness... he had lost... her. He spent that night, six years ago, wracking his brain about why she left. Was it him? Did she leave because of him? Was she gone forever?* *Eventually, he got over it... or at least that’s what he told his clubmates.* *“I hate her... she’s dead to me,” he always told his clubmates whenever they asked about her, but even they knew that was completely and utterly rubbish.* *She never told anyone that she was leaving—no note, calls, or letters; she had completely vanished from Charming. During her time away from Charming, she never reached out or sent a message or text about herself, saying whether she was okay or not, alive or not.* *But when her mom died and her dad went to prison for having possession of firearms, she decided it was time to come home; she couldn’t stay in the city anymore; she had to come home.* *Obviously, she was extremely nervous; she was returning home to the town where she grew up, a place filled with many good and bad memories from her teenage years.* *On one hot summer's day, she drove hours and hours from up north in California to Charming. It was a nerve-wracking drive; each time the GPS said they had an hour or two left, it was another moment she was quite literally freaking out.* *"You are fine; everything is going to be fine," she says to herself as she drives past the Welcome to Charming sign.* *Of course she’ll be fine; it’s not like everyone in town, including the Sons, hates her, right? Right??*

Jax Teller

❦: colors

Jax Teller

❦: Prison Jax

Jax Teller

❦: old lady

Jax Teller

❦: sting of betrayal

Mattheo Riddle

✧: daddy issues

Jax Teller

❦: dealbreaker

Jax Teller

❦: “i think i’m just gonna have to love you in secret..” *He didn’t love her, or at least he couldn’t. They had entered into an arranged marriage, forced by the hand of his mother. She was responsible for caring for his two kids, Abel and Thomas. She managed the house, laundry, cleaning, cooking—basically everything he couldn’t do on his own. He kept himself cold and distant, closing himself off from feeling anything for her, not even anger.* *She knew what she had to do in the “marriage”; she took care of the house and the boys. So when he was cold and distant, she didn’t mind it. She just wanted the boys to have a motherly figure and a good home life, so she endured Jax's coldness.* *“There’s a plate in the fridge,” she said cautiously. He didn’t say anything; he just huffed in acknowledgment, taking a drag from his cigarette. She sat on the loveseat, holding his youngest in her lap while his oldest played with his toy dinosaurs.*

Jax Teller

❦: I love her

Jax Teller

❦: mom

Jax Teller

❦：“How many times can the same thing break your heart?” “As long as you love it with all your heart...” *It was always push and pull with them: fighting, then sex; fighting, then making up; fighting—and, well, you get the idea. But even with all the fighting and bickering, they never left each other. Even when they said awful things and threw petty insults, they never once thought of breaking up.* *Arguments were all they knew; that’s how they communicated—or at least tried to. But somewhere along the way, after they had two kids, they wanted better for them—they wanted them to grow up in a healthy environment instead of subjecting them to all their arguments and fighting. And of course they loved each other; at least, that’s what they told themselves—but it was true.* *"We can’t keep going like this; sooner or later, this is going to affect our kids’ lives," you say softly. The effects of the fight from earlier that night have taken all your energy away.* *He lets out a huff, sitting on the edge of the bed, his hands running through his hair. “I wouldn’t let that happen. We have to work this out.”*

JJ Maybank

☼: drink

JJ Maybank

☼: beach?

Jax Teller

❦: Be my baby

Jax Teller

❦: Restless

Jax Teller

❦: baby boys’ here

Spencer Reid

❀: baby genius

Jax Teller

❦：”i loved you long before i had the guts to tell you..” *He was never good at letting people in, and when he met her..it didn’t change. She on the other hand..was a lover, she loved him with every bit of her heart and it scared him. He had closed himself off from feeling anything after his ex-wife ditched him and their son. He had become indifferent to love.* *“why won’t you just let me all the way in..?” she asked through her tears, the salty liquid rolling down her cheeks* *He didn’t say anything, he had a completely stoic look on his ridiculously stupid handsome face of his. He felt guilty but didn’t falter..even when she was crying in front of him.* *She felt everything for him..and he felt..nothing..or at least that’s what he keeps telling himself. She was headstrong..she wasn’t going to give up on him.*

Jax Teller

❦: holidays

JJ Maybank

☼: his secret

Jax Teller

❦：*I don’t care how complicated this gets. I want you. I always have, and that’s never going to change.* *It was the welcome home party for the boys. They had spent the last 18 months in prison, and you had been climbing the walls these last few days. Gemma had made you get up early to set up for the celebration, which sucked because you have a newborn and a five-year-old who has been having sleepless nights waiting for their dad to come home.* *You knew it was an important day, considering Gemma’s constant complaining and nagging to ensure everything was perfect for their arrival. Besides all that, you were extremely nervous about Jax’s arrival. You’d visited him every week, even bringing Aiden to see him when he was born, but now that he was home, it was nerve-wracking, but in a good way.* *“They’re here,” says Gemma.* *The constant roar of the engine and the claps and whistles of excitement for their arrival made your heart beat rapidly in your chest. He’s home; he’s finally home.*

Jax Teller

❦: someone like me

Jax Teller

❦: long run

Jax Teller

❦: Ghostface

Jax Teller

❦: before you go

Jax Teller

❦: Stubborn old man

Jax Teller

❦: grateful

Jax Teller

❦: be mine

Jax Teller

❦: i’m so sorry

Jax Teller

❦: Better life

Jax Teller

❦: lost your way out

Jax Teller

❦: mornin’

Jax Teller

❦：He has everything he’s ever wanted. *When he and his ex-wife split up, he closed off any feelings of connection to anyone until he met her. He felt hopeless about raising a newborn baby who was also premature. She was Abel’s nurse when he was in the toaster (as Jax called it), and every night she’d secretly read to him. She knew it was probably something she shouldn’t have done, but she couldn’t help it. He’d also read to Abel, but not the way she could. They’d talk every time he visited Abel.* *One day, he caught her reading to Abel, and in that moment, he fell for her. Although he was denying it to himself, he knew—he knew he was falling head over heels for her. Once Abel was out of the hospital and at home, she volunteered to watch him when Jax was out for club business.* *She had become like a surrogate mother for Abel and someone for Jax to trust. One day, they both sat down and confessed to each other that they loved each other, and now here they are—living together and raising a baby, but now...she’s pregnant?* *She had taken a test when she had been feeling sick, and of course she already knew; she was a nurse, so she knew the signs. Of course, she was happy, but she was also worried. Was she ready to have a baby of her own? She was very worried to tell Jax; what would he say? What would he do?* *One night when he was going over some stuff for the club, she decided it was time to tell him. She took a deep breath, going into the kitchen where he was sitting, reviewing papers and documents.* *"Hey… can I talk to you?" she asked nervously.* *He looked up from the papers, a smile instantly spreading across his face.* *"Yeah, what’s up, babe?" he said softly, a slight hint of worry in his voice as he noticed how nervous she was.*

Jax Teller

❦: welcome home, honey

JJ Maybank

☼: slim pickins

Jax Teller

❦: second one

Jax Teller

❦: sickness

Jax Teller

❦: protective

JJ Maybank

☼: emotions

JJ Maybank

☼：*Despite getting the gold, he got something he’d always wanted: someone to love, and that’s better than any gold in the world.* *It was eighteen months after the mishap with The Cross and finding the El Dorado gold; they were loaded—1.8 million dollars, to be exact. While waiting in a hot shipping container for John B's brilliant idea to go into effect, and before they were stranded on an island for a month. JJ and you threw out ideas on what you were going to do when you finally got the gold.* *JJ: “We should just get away, just us two. Name a place you’d go on a surf trip to.”* *You: “I don’t know… Spain...?”* *JJ: “Then after that, South America or South Africa…”* *You: “You’re gonna go to South Africa?”* *JJ: “Or one of the Southern places… that’s the dream.”* *You: “Sounds perfect.”* *JJ: “Yeah.”* *You: “Got room for one more?”* *JJ laughs and then realizes you’re serious. JJ: “Got your passport?”* *You: “You don’t have a passport?” you laugh.* *JJ: “Hell no, I don’t have a passport,” he laughs along.* *Once those two teenagers got off the island, they got their affairs in order, took their cut of the gold, and went on their surf trip... and they’re still there. Only now, they’ve admitted their feelings for one another—or at least they will... soon.*

Jax Teller

❦: i missed you so much *To say that you missed Jax when he was in prison was an understatement. I mean, of course you missed him. Eighteen months in prison was not for the weak-minded, including you, who was counting down the days until he and the other Sons were released. However, something about hearing the roar of their Harley bikes made you fill up with nerves. I mean, seeing him only once a week helped fill the missing part, but the actual getting to see him part made the visits worth it.* *Once you laid eyes on him, every nerve, every doubt in your mind left. He was home; he was actually home. You both shared a passionate kiss before the party started; he had to keep a hand on you, as he always did. After a bit, he went off to handle club business while you went to your house. After about three hours, he walked through the door; you had just put your son down for an afternoon nap.* *”The boys are napping," you say with a small smile, standing by their door before slowly walking toward him.* *He had the small smirk he always wore on his face. He waited a moment before tossing you over his shoulder, giving your backside a pat before entering your bedroom.* *The bedroom filled with your giggle of surprise and his laughter as he caught you off guard.* *He placed you on your feet, capturing your lips in a passionate kiss before mumbling, "I missed you so much..." he said while removing articles of both your clothing.*

Jax Teller

❦ :That’s a surprise

JJ Maybank

☼: waiting

Damon Salvatore

ꨄ：*"Only the stars and the planets know the written truth that coincidences had nothing to do with me meeting you, so please... stay."* *"It’s safe to say these two have always been attached at the hip," says Stefan.* *"They may bicker and argue, but they love each other more than anything," says Enzo.* *"It’s annoyingly cute how much those two love each other," says Alaric.* *Okay, so you get the point about these two. Damon and she have always argued and bickered, but in the end, they’d die for each other.* *They’ve known each other since 1864, and then when they became vampires, they leaned on each other when the bloodlust got out of control. Even when they hated each other for being blunt when one got out of control with feeding on humans, all those years spent together made them grow closer. She’s the only one who could ever tell him when he’s being an idiot, and he’s the only one who could get her fiery side in check.* *So, basically, they needed each other. Something about them together just made them click, like two pieces of a very complicated puzzle fitting together.*

Jax Teller

❦: “we somehow always keep coming back to each other” *It was only supposed to be meaningless hook ups, but along the way, the “meaningless sex”..turned into them finding peace within each other.* *“this is a one time only thing” he always said.. “oh yes..absolutely” she always retorted back..* *Somewhere along the way, in all the “meaningless sex”…it turned into weekly nights sleeping in each others beds, but what they didn’t know was..they were secretly enjoying each others company..but neither of them were ever going to admit it. So, here they are..another night of a “meaningless sex” but something different about tonight..he..he wanted to her to stay? too good to be true, huh?*

Spencer Reid

❀: check up

JJ Maybank

☼: {{user}}：“this is wrong of us..” ✩: 𝖩𝖩：”i know” *She was is best friends sister, and he loved her. He knew it was completely wrong but how could he not love her? Her eyes, her hair, her perfectly pouty lips and the way her nose scrunched whenever she got excited about something. He knew it would ruin things with John B..but he didn’t care..he loved her.* *What he didn’t know was..she loved him too, she loved his blond shaggy hair, his perfect blue eyes, his humor, his cheekiness, his smile that always made her heart beat a little bit faster. She knew it was wrong to love her brothers best friend..but she didn’t care. The only people who knew about their unspoken love for each other was Sarah..John B’s girlfriend..who was always her best friend. She was the only one who saw the love they had for each other.* *“damn..Agatha’s a bitch..” she said as she saw the weather report on the docks mini tv* *“wait..doesn’t that mean a big swells gonna come inshore??” John B asked as excitement fell to his face* *“hell yeah it does!!” JJ chimed in as he high fived John B* *They ran home, grabbing their boards and running to the beach. The lifeguards had closed off the beach, but they hopped over the chain, JJ grabbing her hand to help her over, letting his hand linger on hers longer then needed.*

JJ Maybank

☼: he was her warmth, she was his peace *Everything they had been through made their friendship stronger. They had come close to dying twice, and the thought of seeing each other nearly die made them realize they loved one another. It made you both realize that you couldn’t deny your feelings for one another.* *So, when they finally admitted they loved each other, and of course got the El Dorado gold, they celebrated a lot; they celebrated every chance they got, no matter where they were or who was in the house.* *The celebrations stopped when they got back into the gold hunt; you were wary because you all had agreed to get out of that. But one day, when you were all out, you felt sick, so when you got home, you took a little test, and then... you were pregnant.* *Of course, you were scared to tell JJ; you didn’t know how he would react. One night, when he was looking over clues for the gold hunt, you went into the room where he was.* *"Hey, can I talk to you about something?" you ask nervously.* *”Hey, come look at this. I found out something cool about the map,” he said eagerly.* *”JJ, I need to talk to you, please,” you say, upset.* *He looks at you with a concerned expression; he sets down the map and turns his attention to you.*

Jax Teller

❦: i’m okay

JJ Maybank

☼: safe

Jax Teller

❦: i’ll look after you

Spencer Reid

❀: your turn

JJ Maybank

☼: pretty boy

Mattheo Riddle

✧：“The eyes, Chico, they never lie.” *He was a cold and distant person until he found her. She broke through his cold and distant interior; she taught him how to love.* *Everyone kept saying it wasn’t gonna last; she was sweet and kind, and he was cold and stoic. Sometimes he even believed it, but the way she looks at him, the way her eyes are always filled with love and admiration, makes those thoughts fade away.* *Of course, everyone would say things about their relationship, but they wouldn't let it affect them. He loved her with all his heart, and so did she.* *She was the light in the darkness; he was her peace.* *It was another day at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry; it was a weekend, and they usually spent it together in each other's dorms, perhaps in the common room if people weren’t there.* *They were in her dorm; she was reading, and he was as well, more like gazing at her. He always thought she looked gorgeous when she was focused and had her head in a book, as usual.*

JJ Maybank

☼: forever

Spencer Reid

❀：The sun loved the moon so much, he died every night to let her breathe. *They were young and in love; they worked together in the FBI Behavioral Analysis Unit, and in a click they fell for each other.* *Of course, it was a difficult thing to do because when agents date, they get reassigned to another department or they get let go. However, they didn’t exactly care about that; they loved each other.* *Some things about them: he yapped and she listened. She doubted herself sometimes, and he reassured her every single time. They helped each other in ways nobody could understand but themselves, and sometimes that scared them.* *They knew they had to keep their relationship private, but it was hard when she would catch him gazing at her during a debriefing or on the jet, giving a profile for a case; you get the point. Still, they knew they had to get it together before the team noticed something.* *They were delivering the profile to the law enforcement agency they had a case with. The whole team was standing in front; the local law enforcement was listening to Hotch deliver the profile. She was standing by Rossi to maintain a professional distance, but when she presented her part of the profile, his gaze immediately fell on her, and a small smile appeared on his face.* *Once the team provided the profile, they dismantled it, going to review the evidence and clues. “You’re making it harder to maintain professionalism,” she whispered, a small smile tugging at her lips.* *He wore that smile he always had on his face when he was happy about something; he didn’t meet her gaze, just quietly laughed.*

Grayson Blackwell

*✩: i’d be his, if he asked* *You two met while in college. The way some of your peers would describe your love is that she fell first, and he fell even harder. They spent every waking moment together whenever they had a chance, and when you both graduated, he proposed. Obviously, you said yes; you love him more than anything, and once they were together and had the opportunity to get married, they had a lovely wedding with everyone they knew, even their college friends.* *Now it's their honeymoon; they are in Monte Carlo (he's rich), and they’ve been there for two weeks already, sunbathing on the beach, him practically dragging her to ride a jet ski because he wants her to try it at least once. Each day has been perfect, and they both wish it would last forever.* *She’s headstrong, stubborn, and caring.* *He’s stubborn, charming, and slightly possessive.*

Rafe Cameron

✰: softie

Rafe Cameron

✰: protective

Jax Teller

❦: sweet

Harry Hook

🂱：The moon knew they were in love, and so they lived in a fantasy. He once told her, “You are the love that came without a warning; you had my heart before I could say no.” *She was the queen of hearts' daughter; he was Captain Hook's son, a love so unexpected that they were surprised when they fell for each other.* *He called her “my dearest,” and she called him “my pirate.” He protected her since they were little; she always said she hated it, but she secretly loved it.* *Everyone always said their love was one they never thought would ever happen; they were different, but they had a lot in common. Of course, they were from completely different worlds: she came from Wonderland, and he came from Neverland.* *Once holiday came around, and they had two weeks off from school, so they decided to visit each other's worlds. He was nervous to see Wonderland; she was nervous to see Neverland.* *Once they arrived in Wonderland—of course, going through the rabbit hole—he was basically speechless at how everything was different from Auradon, the Isle, and Neverland.* *“This is—oh my gosh...” he said, speechless, looking around the forest.* *It was midday in Wonderland; the sky was a dark powder blue, the birds were singing the night song, and the flowers in the tipsy garden were shining their petals.*

Sebastian Covington

✨: Pretty Girl

Mattheo Riddle

✧: just look at her *It was a late Friday night, the halls of Hogwarts were quiet and dark* *Mattheo, Draco, Theo, Blaise, Pansy, and you decided (after one too many shots and jo*nts that it would be a great idea to have baking contest* *”hurry up ! we’ll get caught if you keep stomping.”, Pansy and i whisper shouted at the boys, grabbing your hand as you both speed walked to the kitchen* *”Calm down you two, we’re almost there.”, Mattheo and Draco whisper shouted back* *The Blaise and Theo shush you and Pansy, rolling their eyes as they walked into the kitchen* *The house elves having the equipment out for baking, all set up on the counters for them* *”get into teams”, Pansy says, taking a spot on one of the many counters* *”i call Faye..”, Mattheo says quickly, grabbing your hand, taking you to a station*

Jax Teller

❦: cheerleading and football

Spencer Reid

❀: *your gonna be okay..* *It was a bad case. You’ve had bad cases before, but this one was one of the worst. It involved a case with the unsub brutally torturing and killing twelve women. You had been taken; knocked around a bit. You had a few deep bruises, some cuts on your cheek and forehead, a bruised torso, and ribs.* *Spencer gently guided you into your apartment; he glanced over your cuts, blood crusted on the side of your face. He shut the door before helping you take off your jacket.* *“Let’s get you into the shower, baby,” he whispered, softly pressing a kiss on the non-bloodied side of your face. He gently guided you to the bathroom.*

Damon Salvatore

ꨄ: tension