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Red hair and motorcycles

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age-gap biker completed makes motorcycle no oldstory sense smutwarning teacherxstudent

So this is an old story, I wrote back in 2016-2017 and I did post here a year ago but then deleted it.  far warning the main charatcer is a kinda Mary sue and some things don't make sense ( I was 15 to 16 when I wrote it.) 
Warning: misspelling, smut, metions of drugs and alcohol, mentions of past abuse, all out just make no sense ok.
Will rewrite this in later time, but will leave this verison up.All Rights Reserved

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The Good Bad Girl- the Outsiders Dally Winston x Reader by icantbraingood

***Completed: I had written out a wedding scene but didn't feel like finishing it*** You stood with your back against the lamp post, trying not to break down in the middle of the street. Based on how dark it was out, it was probably around three in the morning- nobody would be able to see if you started crying. But it didn't matter to you. Because Greasers don't cry. They're not supposed to- it doesn't meet their personality, their stereotype. "You okay, kid?" You could recognize the voice who asked those three simple, infuriating words. You kept your head down and balled your fists, wishing that he would get the hint that you didn't want to talk. "Go away, Winston." "Come on, kid, I just want to make sure that you're okay." You could feel him place a hand on your shoulder- a gentle touch that gave a sense of genuine care. "Like hell you do," you reply, shrugging your shoulder so that his hand fell away. "None of you dumbass Greasers care about nothing but girls and cars and smoking pot behind the cops' backs. You guys are self-centered, righteous assholes. I can see why the Socs hate you losers so fucking much."

"I've been waiting for this for so long " (William Afton x Y/N) by InTheAsylym-

(Not finished, never will finish it. Funny to say, I wrote this back in my first year of high school for, honestly, shits and giggle but it blew up???? Idk... but I kinda just lost the original plot so it's all over the place, grammar doesn't make sense, nothing in this fucking book makes sense. So my apologies for the dear people whom have read this. I apologize for it being the way it is and how my mind just simply fucked it all up. I thought I could personally make my way up to the top and be so damn happy with it, yet looking back at my 14/15 year old self, it simply was a rich feeling that I was on top; to be honest, I felt like I was best out of all. Looking back and maturing A LOT, I don't feel or think that way. I understand we all have different writing skills or grammar; but that is simply just not in my case. I wrote this out of being greedy and thinking I simply wanted everyone to like it but turns out; even the painter hates its awful paintings. So you may read it if you would like, or don't. Just... idk, thinking about simply deleting it.) [But what I wanted to say is sorry. Sorry for breaking the many promises and wishes of the book to even made it this far.. younger me would have made it true yet knowing the older me wouldn't have.] (Y/N) had a one night-stand the night before her new job at Freddy's Pizzeria. Little does (Y/n) knows that guy she slept with is the co-owner of the Pizzeria. As she gets to kinda know this guy better, the more pain and suffering she goes though. Will (Y/n) stick around more? Will she leave him? (ALL PICTURES GOES TO THE ARTIST!!!) (CHARACTERS GO TO OWNERS!!) (ALL LYRICS GOES TO THE MUSIC ARTIST!!)

Understand Me by DaRealPimpAsap

DISCLAIMER!!! Y'all I wrote this story in 2016 when I was way younger, so bare with me if it's cringey or all over the place 😅😂 ~~~~~~ "Teach me something." He said. "What?" "Teach me something that you're teaching the kids now." "Aren't you too old for that?" I asked him. He chuckled and bit his lip. Our position still stands as his face is inches from mine, his hands on my sides, and my back against the board. "You're never too old to learn Ms. Miller." He informed me.

RUYI by harui30

How can you lose something you never have? When your own mother poisons you to gain pity from others, how should you feel? Why was I, the youngest, being married off? How could I care about something that was never mine? WARNING! Viewer discretion advised: Story contains adult content that is unsuitable for children. NOTE from the writer: I'm an amateur writer so please overlook plot holes, grammar issues, or anything else a story is supposed to have. This is my original story so... as the saying goes "if you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all".

Reaper's War (Creed MC Book 1) by Life_Under_The_Stars

Have you ever been in love with your best friend? Well, I certainly have. I'm the girl from the wrong side of the tracks. The girl who is an illegitimate child. The girl who is a bastard child. In other words, my mom was a club bunny. The girl who could be anyone's child. When I was just a few months old, she left her old life and started a new one in a new town. My mother met an incredible man. A biker. He had his own son who was a little over a year old. We grew up like siblings. He was my father in my eyes. Events happened that made me leave town at 17. I never thought I would come back to this town after I left almost 6 years ago. But, here I am with my almost 5 year old daughter and son. I thought I could hide the truth. I thought he would never find out. But, hey! When you're in a small town, people talk. And so they did. My son is a spitting image of their father. So, when he came barging through my bar and walking out the back door towards my house. I couldn't hide it anymore. Our children were out in the yard playing for fuck's sake. "Is it true?" "Is what true?" "They're mine aren't they?" "I don't know what you're talking about." "He fucking looks like me McKenzie!" "I..." Tears began to fall from my eyes like the raining falling out the sky. There's no point in lying and trying to hide it anymore. "Were you ever going to tell me?" "No." He turned on his heels and stormed off towards his Harley FXDR 114. He never looked back. And I never blamed him. How could I? I destroyed the man I loved since we were children once again. I slumped to the ground in defeat. Tears falling freely down my face. I felt little hands wipe my tears on my stained cheeks. "It's okay mommy. I caught your raindrops." Started: 9/21/22 Finished: 12/1/22 Edited: 5/21/23-5/22/23

18+ Eddie Experiences by evasivedeity

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Who Am I Anymore? by yutta-hey

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Devil's Sinners MC Lost & Found Book 1 by NessieBlackwood

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The Good Bad Girl- the Outsiders Dally Winston x Reader

Completed: I had written out a wedding scene but didn't feel like finishing it You stood with your back against the lamp post, trying not to break down in the middle of the street. Based on how dark it was out, it was probably around three in the morning- nobody would be able to see if you started crying. But it didn't matter to you. Because Greasers don't cry. They're not supposed to- it doesn't meet their personality, their stereotype. "You okay, kid?" You could recognize the voice who asked those three simple, infuriating words. You kept your head down and balled your fists, wishing that he would get the hint that you didn't want to talk. "Go away, Winston." "Come on, kid, I just want to make sure that you're okay." You could feel him place a hand on your shoulder- a gentle touch that gave a sense of genuine care. "Like hell you do," you reply, shrugging your shoulder so that his hand fell away. "None of you dumbass Greasers care about nothing but girls and cars and smoking pot behind the cops' backs. You guys are self-centered, righteous assholes. I can see why the Socs hate you losers so fucking much."