#keptfcith

[reapermet]

@keptfcith​

“I’m clean--I promise.” And he wanted to see her and their kid. “I’ve been clean 3 months now. I completed the programs and I’m still going to NA meetings.” It had been the conditions for him to get back in their lives--and to stay in SAMCRO. And he damn well knew that he’d end up with random drug tests, knowing the people in his life. Holding up the 3 month coin, he gave her a look, pleading.

[tearsinyourhandarchivedblog]

『 billy hargrove : @keptfcith​ 』

continued from here

Of course she had to test him. Billy would expect no less with Nancy. "Yes. You are." His hands reached down to grab her tiny wrists when she touched his chest. They were in his bedroom and they had to be quiet so they didn't get caught. Neil heard everything and it would get ugly fast if his father found out he'd sneaked a girl in. 

"I wasn't ignoring you. I was ignoring them. Your friends are lame." All the girls in Hawkins were. They all bored him to no end. All except for Nancy Wheeler. So far she’d been unattainable and that made the chase that much more fun for him. Although there was something different about her. Billy knew he was still going to want her once he had her. 

His blue eyes trailed over her taking in every inch of her beautiful body. She was the most beautiful girl he’d ever laid eyes on and he wanted nothing more than to get her totally naked in his bed that night. "Is that so? How am I supposed to do that?"

[devicus]

starter for: @keptfcith​

plot: i’ve been ordering cute as shit lingerie and i keep purposely having it sent to your address instead of mine. it’s really an excuse for you to come and talk to me let’s be real

featuring: victoria kenner & hanson childs !!

hearing the doorbell, vicki grinned softly. she’d received notice that her package had arrived and it was only a matter of time before he showed up. she’d seen him in the apartment complex from time to time but never really talked to him too much. she desperately wanted to though. she waited for a couple more moments before getting up from her couch. she walked over to the door and grinned, raising her eyebrow, looking through the peephole. she opened it slowly, furrowing her eyebrows, “oh shit, did that get delivered to you again?! i’m so sorry. i can’t believe i keep forgetting to change the address..” she sighed softly and wiggled her nose as she looked at the man.

[tearsinyourhandarchivedblog]

『 robin buckley : @keptfcith​​ . 』

continued from here

Robin would be pleasantly surprised to know that Cheryl liked girls. She was sure that someone as beautiful as her would become popular enough to draw in the attention of all the boys at Hawkins High and love every minute of it. She doubted she would keep this girl as a friend so she’d never get close enough to know what she liked and didn’t. “Of course. You’re welcome.” Did Cheryl not already know she was gorgeous? Robin highly doubted that.

“Star Court mall sucks. I should know I work there.” In a super embarrassing sailor themed ice cream parlor with a dingus as a co-worker. Robin didn’t volunteer that part. If Cheryl wanted to play D&D she’d be thrilled to have her join and introduce her to all the uncool freshmen she played it with. It would just be an excuse to spend more time with her and she’d definitely take that opportunity. “It’s fun.  Most of the boys that I play it with have probably never been in the presence of a beautiful girl. It would be something new for them as well.” She chuckled. “Shopping? Why am I not surprised.” The one thing that Robin truly loathed unless it was sorting through racks and bins of long-forgotten clothing at the town’s one thrift shop.

[reapermet]

@keptfcith​

“You look like you’ve got something on your mind.” Of course, she’d been patching some of his members up half of the night. And she’d seen enough blood to make most people lose their dinner. Leo stepped into the room with a bottle of whiskey and two glasses. Moving towards the bar table--the clubhouse being under a bar--he sat across from her and poured them each a measure. “Let old man Jameson warm you. And remind you that I’m here if you need to vent.” There was a growing fondness in him for her, though he’d promised himself he’d never tie himself down. It wasn’t who he was. He’d escaped from the Real IRA, so he’d seen worse than a few mobsters trying to get into their clubhouse, worse than a few of his members taking a couple of rounds.

[reapermet]

@keptfcith​

“The Feds finally left the fucking office.” And Dante? Well, he was happy that they had. Because he was elbows deep in the bleeding wound that was SAMCRO. And honestly, if he wasn’t a cop, he’d have prospected for them. “And I want a joint and a fucking beer.” Flopping on their shared sofa, he tried his best to relax, looking over at them. 

[reapermet]

@keptfcith​

“You’ve been chasing me for what, 7 years now? Don’t you think it’s time you gave up. You followed me to Tucson. Don’t think I don’t know you were checking up on me.” She’d been in rehab, but she wasn’t going to disclose that information.

[reapermet]

@keptfcith​ - closed to m

“You lost the bet, man. You’re the one streaking across the dorm,” he smirked, leaning over the table, his palms out flat. “Chickening out forfeits any rights to ever picking the music or our movies again.” Because, you know, dorm-mates. “And you’d owe me dinner for a month.”