#chibs telford headcanon

[ravennaortiz]

Wow I have never ordered this much coffee from anyone before 🤣🤣🤣

Anyway I'm am dealing with some severe anxiety today and I was wondering if I could please get a large coffee with my Chibs and a reader who has bad anxiety and picks at her nails ans bites her lips and picks at her lips and bites her nails and bounces her leg and she's just kinda all over the place spiraling in her head craving him but in her head about how needy she is 😭🥺 sorry that's alot 🥹💕 but could I please have extra whip cream???(fluffy?)🤣🤣

Lol no worries there is plenty of coffee around here 🤣💜.

You had planned to surprise Chibs at the clubhouse for a little afternoon treat. Deced out in his favorite dress of yours and heels.

The drive over though had your confidence slipping and mind spiraling

By the time you were parked uou had chewed the nails on your left hand down to the quick. You were worried you were too needy.

You could barely put a smile on when you saw Chibs wave and jog over to your car.

Normally you would have let him open it. Instead rough you rushed out spewing out sorry left and right before making a bee line to the clubhouse.

"Love" inquired Chibs a few moments later as he found you sitting in the dark of his dorm room. Leg bouncing as you altenated between chewing your nails ans lower lips.

After a series of more sorry and two attempts at panicked running that he stopped he planted a kiss to your lips that short circuted your brain

"Now that I got ye quiet in here" he said as he tapped your forehead. "What do you say we head to my place and I can make you one of those lavender spa baths and we can drink wine and eat chocolate? Little at home date night?"

[kellynickelsgirl00]

Chapter 3: Trouble

A Chibs "Filip" Telford and OC Plus Size Reader Fanfic

Taglist: @tommyflanaganfan-blog @youngadult9016 @ravennaortiz @theoutsiders25 @privatetruths @etclouie @tinyshyteacup @mrstelford @secretlysamcro

TW: Blood and Violence

Later that night after ATF raid Louise's pov:

After I put my room back together while I was waiting for my surprise for chibs to finish I go back to the kitchen and get some of the food for tomorrow's dinner clubhouse party thing out and prepped just so it won't takw as long humming and singing to myself "Hey you ok" Bobby comes put of nowhere and I scream ans jump dropping the knife " JESUS CHRIST BOBBY" I yell and hold my chest " God damn I thought I was the only one here " I laugh" yea I'm ok just a mild heart attack " you joke and smile picking a new knife up" I'm good just prepping why '' I smike as I chop" well it's like midnight and you haven't eaten that I've seen and you shoukf be asleep you're normally in bed at this times the few times I've stayed late for book. Work" he leans against the door looking over me concerned " are you ok with earlier is that why you're stress cooking " he asks softly and comes in" what are you making anyway" he looks at everything " I'm good I promise you " I smile as the timer goes off and I pull. Our the cookies " perfect" I whisper and smile so big" are those short bread " he smirks " did you make. Those for the dinner " he chuckles " or a special someone I always see you with' he teases " they're for Chibs he asked for store brand but I cook and bake so I thought this was better " I smile so big and happy " they're perfect " I put them on the cooling rack" and why is everyone acting like me and chibs are a thing he trained me ans we spend alot of time together working were friends I love. And take care of friends like you. And the club" I smile matter of factly" and where is chibs he disappeared after the raid" I sigh and slip my hair up into a messy bun ans go back to cutting ' what was thay about anyway is it just because you guys are bikers? Idk why cops are like that bikers aren't bad or scary my grandpa was treated different too just because he rode and I always thought it was stupid " I ramble not giving Bobby any time to answer anything" people even looked at me funny when I got my bike " I huff ' so stupid bikers aren't bad they're just misunderstood " I say softly and shrug looking up. At Bobby " you can help if you want " I smile " can you cook or prep or anything " I ask looking. At him .handing him the chicken" I can Cook I'm the cook usually " he laughs " well you're busy enough you can just focus on the books now ans I'll take coooking " I laugh " can you filet these I need them open to like stuff "' I. Laugh and jump as I hear the boys bust through the door and all scatter and I see chibs walking over hands full " hey Bobby hi lassie " he smiles and seta the bag down " did you eat " he looks at me and shake my head " nope busy gettinf everything cut for tomorrow and cleaning my room" I sigh " not hungry not sleepy either I'm ok" I smile and chibs sighs and nods Bobby to the door and closes the kitchen door " I gor you dinner we'll us dinner I'll eat wirh you' he smiles and clears off the table I'm working on" Hey that's not done stop" you try to atop him and he shakes his head " no you do it tomorrow you're eating and then we're going to watch tv so you relax and sleep" he says serious and see the cookies" Shortbread " he asks smiling " you make them" he chuckles " yes for you special as a surprise since you asked. For them I thought I'd finally try to make them I hope they're ok" I sigh nervous " try one please " I smile so softly but so big" no not yet you have to eat and so do i" he smiles and sets down the food " I got you your favorite I remember you get these alot " he smiles ans hands me a sub sandwich smiling " turkey mayo shredded lettuce and toasted " chibs smiles big" I haven't seen you eat all day so we're gonna eat before we do anything else with all this " he motions to the food cut everywhere.

" fine " I smike softly looking doen so he doesn't see how much I'm smiling " thanks but what did you get " I smile " well I got the same see wear all the hype is with you and this sandwich " he laughs and sits next to me " have you been doing this all day since the raid " he asks looking around as he takes a bite. I nod and blush covering my mouth blushing and looking away because I just took a big bite " mhmm I wanted to not be busy all day because I have to work tomorrow before the parry " I mumbke blushing " sorry I didn't know we were gonna talk" I blush and take a smaller bite ans wrap up the sandwich. " I'll eat later where did you go after are you guys ok since whatever that was with ATF why are they here you guys are just bikers " I shrug" it's ridiculous even back home some people hate and treat bikers different it's ridiculous " I sugg and huff looking at him shaking my head and he smirks " it's nothing don't worry abour it " he picks up the sandwich " eat I wanna eat with you you always run away at lunch ans that's when I'm at my funniest " he jokes " now I gotta get warned up" he clears his throat and I laugh shaking my head ans rolling my eyes " come to My room" I stand yo and grab his hand and my sandwich" hey Bobby can you please makw sure no one goes in there I'll be out to clean it up I promise " I smile as I walk back holding chibs hand" wow I didn't even say anything usually I have to talk more but I'm already going to your room" Chibs joke ans I shake my head " oh hush " I laugh" I wanna eat alone I don't like eating infronf or around peoole " I say soffmg anx sit on tnem floor facing the TV " I'll eat eith you though " I smile turning the TV on smiling big and turn on lookijg for a movie through the guide " oooo Braveheart have you seen it " I ask so excited and bounce " its another one of my favorites it's abour Scotland " I smile " I actually haven't I don't have alot of movie time " he smiles " ok well you do now so watch" I giggle turning it on and pulling my knees to my chesf as I eat quietly and forget he's there and he chuckles making me blush" what" I cover my face shy anx wipe my mouth" nothing you just are so interested it was cute" he shakes his head ans starts watching sitting next to me as he eats and you look over after awhile anx see him so concentrated on the movie ans smile.

"That was probably the best movie you've shown me yet " he smiles big" that was really good " he yawns and smiles and I smile " I'm glad yoi liked it just stick with me with movies I'll always have a good one for you" I smile ans he chuckles " what re ye thinking " he grabs mine anx his trash " I have to clean" you get up anx he sighs " fine but only clean you have to go to bed I'm gonna get you on a bedtime routine " he points his finger " ok dad " you toll yoir eyes anx he huffs " no not dad no I already have half sac and juice I canf handle a third " he jokes shaking his head.

The next day:

Waking up I walk into the garage in shorts and a tank top with my cut up coverall shirt all of yhem wear and put my hair up in a messy bun as I walk over to chibs " So what's the plan for today do you want me to finish up and polish the bike we did yesterday or leave that for sac " I smile big and hot already since it's like 110° out " yea do that and have some water " he hands me a bottle of cold water as he wipes his brow " its probably gonna be a short day since the party you have to cook for anx ifs too hot for you to be out here Lass" he says softly and sweet " I can Handel it I've had to work in worse " I say smiking " I know but not while I was around so you do that bike anx then go in the cool air" he smirks and winks " yes sir" I smile and roll my eyes. Working on the bike as I straddle it and polish the motor and all the silver unaware of how short my shorts really are ans hoe much of my ass Is out I don't realize the guys are staring as I listen to music eith one headphone in. I hear Chibs talking to someone ans he sounds alittle annoyed and frustrated but you dint know if it's from the heat or the customer is being a dick but I finally turn around hearing someone yell" Hey Cherry" loudly making me turn around quickly glaring but I see the guy he's skinny somewhat muscular greasy yet some shaggy blondish brown hair and dark eyes eith dark circles wearing a band shirt and even in this heat a leather jacket.. walking over I see chibs throw his clipboard down on his work bench frustrated and I don't know why" is there a problem sir" I ask him ans look up at chibs " nah I was saying my battery died and my transmission is also shot " He smirks and looks me up and down making me blushand look at chibs who's clenching his jaw" so why exactly did yoi need me " I ask confused and look at them " i don't know honestly " chibs glares at the guy and stands next to me " is there a problem ?" I asked confused again and the guy looks away from chibs anx down at the ground " no ye handle it I don't have time for this shit " he Chibs hands you thr clipboard shiving it in my hands " ow thank you" I say soffly ans look at him as he walks away" ok is that all you need sir " I ask politely and smile best I can even though I'm sticky with sweat and uncomfortable in the heat " Daniel" he smiles and holds his hand out " I'm Daniel Draven " he shakes your hand " and you are ??" He smirks lazily and bites his lip" I'm Louise or cherry " I smile blushing alittle and sliding some loose hair behind my ear " cool shirt you like Motley?? He points to my Motley crue tank top" yea I love rock music and heavy music " I smile and can feel all the guys in the garage watching me and I look doen shy" well I'm in a band we play this club out of town and we play on yhe weekends if you wanna come " he smirks and bites his lip looking at me not so subtle looking at my tits" sure can I bring chibs ?" I smile and he scoff chuckles alittle and nods" sure I mean yea " he nods" whatever gets you there and gets me seeing you again" he winks and hands me the keys " call me " he smirks and walks away walking around the corner and I blush snd giggle anx chibs comes over " give me the keys I'll fix his car " he says annoyed and huffing " no I got it " I smile and giggle alittle a d he snatches them" give me the god damn keys " he yells alittle and I jump and stand their confused and look around and everyone is starinf again and I look down tearinf up alittle but huff and just walk out to the club house leaving without a word

After finishing cutting the rest of the food up for tonight I go to my room and get my swim suit on and slide my shorts and a big oversized button up ans walk out to my truck and Chibs tries to grt my attention shouting for me bur I ignore him because I have no idea why he was so rude and I hear tig in the distance " i don't know why you were so rude to her she asked about bringing you chibby idk why you blew up on her " he shakes his head and I slam my truck door speeding off and squealing tires just to get a rise out of them. A few hours later I head back after washing my truck and just sitting in the bed of it out on a side road in the shade and come back to help cook with Gemma and as we're cooking she looks at me anx I freeze " what is this too fancy " I asked worried and alittle scared " no its fine what's going on with you and Chibs though I saw you guys have alittle bit of tension today plus all you guys do is spend time together" she smirks " so is there trouble in paradise " she looks over as I finish the last of them sliding it in the oven to bake and melt the cheese " no we aren't anything but friends plus he hasn't made a move so I don't think he likes me or anything j think we're just friends which is good because I don't want any trouble here already " I laugh" I'm not great with the boys " I laugh and wash my hands " that's not a boy out there that's a man " she smirks " and I'm sure before you know it you'll have feelings for him because all the ladies want him" she walks out as I clean up leaving me to think and I jump lost in thought as I hear a knock at the door " Louise love I'm sorry " chibs says softly " I didn't mean to yell I was just hot thw heat got to me " he sighs " plus that guy looked like a greasy punk and I didn't like that pet name he used it sounded wrong in my head " he stand at the door " it's fine whatever bur idk why you judged him like that do you know how many people judge you guys before giving you a chance " I say seriously " he might be a punk idk but he was a customer and I wasn't gonna be a dick if he wanted to flirt or talk or whatever I was just helping you" I huff and throw the towel down " I don't like being yelled at and I don't wanna be mad at my only fucking friend here over heat ajd some dude " I laugh " now go get ready for the party I'm going to and I'm letting these cook" I kiss his cheek and hug him" if you yell at me again though I will have to yell back " I walk away and smirk" ans its not pretty" I chuckle

After finishing dinner I'm sitting behind the bar handing out beers whenever needed and sitting talking to tig as everyone starts partying and cleaning up from the food. I smile as I look over seeing chibs playing pool with some of the guys and see some crow eaters swarming, one in particular I hate who's always mouthing me, Ima whatever she is and I roll my eyes looking back at Tig as we joke and talk and keeo seeing Chibs Watching and looking my direction every fee minutes. As the party continues I see Ima making her way to the bar and she smirks " can I get a beer and a whiskey for Chibs " she smiles fakely and looks back to see chibs as I get what she asks for " ya know i don't know why chibs spends so much time with you you aren't much to look at " she smirks ans looks me up and down and I see Tig slowly set his beer down as I hand her the drinks " you definitely aren't built to be one of us you're too ya know fat and pig like " she chuckles and I smirk" you ever think maybe he wants to spend his time talkinf to someone idk with brain or wits " I smirk " not just ya know" I look her up ans down like she did me " the IQ of a stick " I chuckle and roll my eyes and Tig smirks quietly watching " ya know before you took over all his time since you guys are friends or whatever you are he was all over me and spending all his nights with me " she smirks and sits down " ans I'll tell you another thing " I bet you don't know " she smirks " I could steal him from you again at any second " she smirks and I glare at her clenching my jaw grabbing the drinks and walking to chibs setting them down glaring pissed off and grab a pool ball from the table as I walk back to Ima and the bar and Tig sees ans jumps up quick bur I'm quicker gripping Imas hair and slamming her face on the bar bouncing it off it as I grip hair and pull her off the bar stool to the floor and Start punching abd hitting her with the pool ball in my fist " FUCKING BITCH" I scream and bang her head against the floor as everyone watches and I chuckle and hear the Crack of her nose as I get one more good hit not feeling all the nails she's scratching me with as Happy pulls me off her " NOT SO HOT NOW ARE YOU YOU FUCKING BIMBO CUNT " I scream kicking and smirking " you're fucking psycho you crazy bitch" shs screams anx cries holdint her nose and I smirking and chuckle licking my lip that's bleeding and my nose is dripping from the cur on the bridge and I break away from happy and grio her hair again and pull her and drag her by her hair out the door andchuckle throwing a few more punches ans her cheek crunches and pops on my knuckles " Fuck you you fuckin spread spitting gutter slut " I smirk and growl in her ear , ad I feel Chibs arms wrap around my waist pulling me away again as I try snf kick but I can't get her " Lass LASS STOP" he yells pulling me away " what the hell ye doin " he looks around confused and shocked " what thr he'll happened " he guides and pulls me back to the clubhouse " what the hell " he chuckles " so was that Because I made you mad earlier is that the consequences " he laughs teasing and pulls me into the bathroom " Christ love" he holds my cheeks and stares at me and the cuts " ok this might sting but I'm gonna clean these ans cover them " he says sofflt and starts dabbing alcohol onnthe cuts and I whince " fuck that hurts Jesus Christ stop" I oush at his hand " stop it " he swats my hands away " it's gonns help " he chuckles " you wouldn't need this if you just didn't go off like a firecracker" he smirks " well she kept fuckin talking shit I'm not doing this fuckin bullying I'm sick of it she's fuckin trash ans needs to be taken down a few pegs " I smirk" and put out in the fucking corner so she can do what she does best and suck cock" I chuckle and he shakes his head finishing up" I won't be apologizing either I fuckin hate her I hope that cum dumpster doesn't fucking come back" I growl and Chibs smirks " what a way to end the night " I chuckle and smirk shaking my head "

[maibeewrites]

ULTRAVIOLENT || Chibs Telford x Y/N

part II. and you'r my cult leader

The next day she woke up with a horrible headache. But she couldn't rest at home, she awoke to a call from Tig. Church meeting.

Well, just what Y/N needed. From the moment she woke up, the only thing she could think about was the night before. The pain of it all, her betrayal, Chibs's betrayal. How he hit her. And how he took care of her after. But it didn't matter. If she ever had hopes for her and him, after last night, it was all gone.

Walking into the bathroom she looked in the mirror. She was taken aback by how bad she looked. Her eyes were bruised from her eyebrows down until her cheeks. Above her right eye there was a cut, which turned into a scab overnight. The same on her lips. She cleaned herself up and put clean stitches over it. Her whole face was swollen.

After the shower, she dried her hair, and whilst drinking a cup of tea and smoking a cigarette, she held a bag of frozen peas over her face, hoping to reduce the swelling. She didn't ever bother with makeup, knowing that her condition was far from concealable.

She put on a pair of skinny brown jeans, and a loose cream colored turtleneck blouse, put on her cut, and after completing her outfit with black boots, she was out the door.

She arrived just on time. Usually she is always early, but she didn't want to spend more time at the clubhouse today than it was necessary.

When she walked in, all of them were at the bar. Jax, Tig, Happy, Quinn, Bobby, Juice, Opie and Chibs. The prospects were cleaning up.

When they first saw her, everyone got quiet for a second.

"Holy shit." Jax exclaimed "Who did this to you?"

"Girl, are you okay?" asked Tig, and he quickly walked up to her and held Y/N's face gently in his hands.

"Yes Tigger. I'm okay guys. This was some personal stuff, there is nothing to worry about." She tried to sound as convincing and confident as she could.

"That is certainly a thing we should be worried about" said Bobby.

"The person who did this to you is an animal. That is all that I'm saying." Quinn spoke. Even Happy looked concerned.

Opie and Juice didn't say anything but were very conflicted. Opie hugged her shoulders as they went in to the Table.

Chibs haven't said a word. He didn't even look her in the eye.

"So, before we talk about what is on our plate with the Mayans, Y/N, you have to tell us what happened. Who hurt you?" Jax asked.

They all nodded and turned to her.

"This was personal business, and I do not wish to tell you just now. I can't tell you, trust me." She looked Jax straight in the eye, with a knowing look. At first Jax just stared at her, but after some monent, she could see that he finally understood what happened. After all, Jax and Chibs were the only one knowing about the ratting. Jax glanced at Chibs who was continuously staring at a specific part of the table in front of him. He then looked back at Jax, and the President understood everything.

"Fine. I respect that Y/N."

"But that is not okay? Somebody hurt her. Who was it? A lover maybe?" Tig guessed.

"He is right, we have to protect her" Juice added.

Y/N chuckled at Juice's suggestion that she needs protection, but smiled at him. She loved Juice, he was so cute, like a little brother to her.

"If pres said to leave it, leave it." Chibs finally looked up and at Y/N. His voice was strict.

After that, the subject changes to Alvarez getting into the Diosa business. They all voted aye for allowing the mexican to buy out Nero's part.

"And guys, I have some good news. We will have a big party tonight. We are all set, things going okay for now. Everyone, wind down, have fun." Jax said and hit the table with the gavel.

Y/N didn't want to spend her time at the clubhouse. She almost immediately got up, and left.

Honestly, the only thing Y/N wanted was to lay in her bed, eat some ice cream, watch a movie and fall asleep. Luckily, there was no more club business for that day, so she went to the grocery store before heading home, where she bought some frozen pizzas, and ice cream. She rode home and was all set for the day.

She took another shower. There was something about feeling clean. She put on a new set of baby pink pyjamas, and crawled into her bed. She got overwhelmed by the tv selection, and after finding nothing she was in the mood for, she started watching a documentary about cheetahs.

She tried her best to pay attention to the hunting method of the animals, or her ice cream, or anything which was not Chibs, but she couldn't. She never wanted to see him again. At the same time all she wanted was him.

When she finished her sweets and put the spoon in the dishwasher, she heard knocking.

She froze. She didn't expect anyone. Her gun was in her bedroom, and her semi was near the front entrance of the house on the coat hanger.

By the time she thought of a solution, it didn't matter.

"Aye, it's me girl. Let me in, I want to talk to ya." It was Chibs. Y/N felt like her heart skipped a beat.

She walked up to the front door.

"What do you want?" She spoke softly, just loud enough for the man outside to hear.

"Let me in. I just want to check up on you." She couldn't figure out Chibs's intentions. It dawned on her, that she was scared. Scared of her friend, brother... She felt incredibly weak and bitter.

"Y/N?"

"I'm scared." That was her response.

------------Chibs' POV----------

"I'm scared." Her voice was so weak, so soft, he could hear the fear and it crushed him. She was everything. The most amazing, interesting, caring and smart women he has ever known. She made a mistake, she had to pay. Or maybe he was too harsh?

He felt as if his heart was sinking to the deepest void.

"Please sweetheart. Let me in, I am not here to hurt you. I just want to..." But what did he want? Himself didn't even know. "I just want to see you."

The door slowly, very slowly opened. Her small frame seemed even smaller now. Barefoot, with her pink pyjamas she was like a little girl. Only little girls don't have their faced wrecked by big bad bikers.

Chibs walked into the house. When he heard the door close behind him, he straight up walked up to Y/N who instantly stepped back until her back hit the wall.

"Don't." He said and embraced her in his arms. At first she froze but then put her arms around him. She smelled like fresh bodywash, clean bedsheets and candy. She was so pure at that moment.

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He smelled like tobacco, gasoline and dirt. His strong arms somehow calmed Y/N down.

"I'm here." She said.

"And so am I. I am sorry, I shouldn't have done this to you."

"No, if you haven't done this, maybe somebody else would've done even worse. I could be dead, Chibs. For what I've done."

He didn't reply. Instead, he picked her up, initially in bridal style, but she eagerly put her legs around his waist.

They looked each other in the eye, and then Y/N caressed Chibs's glasgow smile.

"Take me to bed."

[brunettemarionette]

𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮

☾‧₊˚ ⋅ ― female reader. no description of features. no mentions of size, race or age.

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𝗝𝗮𝘅 ☾‧₊˚ ⋅

Jax spots the guy leaning in too close to you, spouting off some pathetic attempt at a pickup line while tossing in a jab about “wannabe biker boys.” His lips twitch into a deadly smirk as he struts over, confidence oozing with every step.

“Hey, babe,” he says smoothly, wrapping an arm around your waist, his icy blue eyes locking on the clueless idiot. “This clown bothering you?”

When the guy stammers, Jax leans in, his voice dropping low. “Y’know, I’d think twice before badmouthing my club. Especially when I’m the President. But since you didn’t know…” He gives a sharp, humourless laugh. “You’ve got about three seconds to walk away before this gets messy.”

The guy practically trips over himself as he scurries off, and Jax turns back to you, flashing that charming grin. “You alright, darlin’? Let’s get outta here.”

𝗥𝗲𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽 𝗧𝗿𝗼𝗽𝗲𝘀:

Aggressively Supportive & Protective

𝗖𝗵𝗶𝗯𝘀 ☾‧₊˚ ⋅

Chibs doesn’t even bother hiding the cold steel in his gaze as he hears the man flirt with you, his Scottish accent turning sharp as glass when he interrupts.

“Yer sure talkin’ a big game for someone who doesn’t know whose girl he’s chattin’ up,” Chibs drawls, stepping between you and the idiot.

The guy scoffs, mentioning something about “bikers and daddy issues,” and that’s all it takes for Chibs’ deadly smirk to surface. “Aye, that’s cute. Now, I’ve got a wee bit of advice for ye: you leave now, or I’ll give ya somethin’ to cry about.”

The guy falters at the glint in Chibs’ eyes, backing off immediately. Once he’s gone, Chibs tilts his head toward you, his voice softening. “You good, love? Let’s grab a drink.”

𝗥𝗲𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽 𝗧𝗿𝗼𝗽𝗲𝘀:

Snarky Power Couple That Can, And Probably Will, Destroy You

𝗧𝗶𝗴  ☾‧₊˚ ⋅

Tig hears the guy’s comment about how “guys in leather are overcompensating” and loses it. He storms over, practically buzzing with energy, his wild eyes daring the guy to say another word.

“Excuse me? You got somethin’ to say about me, buddy?” Tig growls, his tone loud enough to make everyone turn and stare.

The guy freezes, trying to laugh it off, but Tig’s already in his face, pointing at you. “You see her? She’s with me. Me. So if you’re gonna keep running your mouth, you’d better hope you’re faster than I am. Spoiler alert: you’re not.”

The guy stammers out an apology and bolts, leaving Tig to turn back to you with a grin. “See that? Chased him off. No one messes with my girl.”

𝗥𝗲𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽 𝗧𝗿𝗼𝗽𝗲𝘀:

Thinks They're In Charge (Tig) x Is Actually In Charge (You)

𝗢𝗽𝗶𝗲 ☾‧₊˚ ⋅

Opie hears the guy call SAMCRO a “bunch of thugs” while shamelessly flirting with you. He clenches his fists, his jaw ticking as he approaches. He towers over the guy, his deep voice calm but dangerous.

“Got a problem with my club?” Opie asks, his sheer size and quiet intensity enough to make the guy gulp.

When the man stutters, Opie steps closer, his eyes like granite. “And you think hitting on my girl is a good idea? You’re either real stupid or looking for trouble.”

The guy quickly backpedals, muttering apologies as he slinks away. Opie watches him go, then turns to you with a small smile. “You alright? Let’s head out before I change my mind about letting him walk away.”

𝗥𝗲𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽 𝗧𝗿𝗼𝗽𝗲𝘀:

Home Is Wherever You Are

𝗛𝗮𝗽𝗽𝘆 ☾‧₊˚ ⋅

Happy doesn’t need to say much. The second he hears the guy say something about “bikers being all talk,” he strides over silently, his expression as unreadable as ever.

He steps between you and the guy, looking him up and down with cold, assessing eyes. “You like your teeth where they are?” Happy asks, his voice low and gravelly.

The guy blinks, confused, but the pure menace radiating off Happy is enough to make him reconsider whatever dumb thing he was about to say. “N-no problem, man. I was just leaving.”

Happy watches him go, then turns to you with a rare smirk. “You good? Let’s go.”

𝗥𝗲𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽 𝗧𝗿𝗼𝗽𝗲𝘀:

Unaware in public (you) x Overprotective in public (Happy)

𝗝𝘂𝗶𝗰𝗲 ☾‧₊˚ ⋅

Juice hears the guy call SAMCRO a “bunch of wannabes” while trying to charm you, and he immediately stiffens. He’s not the most intimidating at first glance, but the second he speaks, his tone is sharp.

“You might wanna rethink what you’re saying,” Juice says, stepping up beside you, his eyes narrowing. “That ‘wannabe’ club? That’s my family.”

The guy laughs nervously, trying to brush it off, but Juice isn’t backing down. “And her?” He points at you. “She’s my girl. So why don’t you take your crappy lines somewhere else before I make you regret opening your mouth?”

The guy stumbles over an apology before fleeing, and Juice exhales, turning back to you. “You okay? Let’s get out of here before I really lose it.”

𝗥𝗲𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽 𝗧𝗿𝗼𝗽𝗲𝘀:

You Fell First, But He Fell Harder

𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗺𝗲 𝗦𝗼𝗻𝗴

Bad Company by Five Finger Death Punch

[werezmastarbucks]

dating filip telford headcanons

● drives you everywhere, because

● "you don't need to do it, that's why you got me. let me help"

● calls you darling, bonnie, and mo chridhe in private, as he holds this particular term too intimate and affectionate. Generally he prefers a shorter form of your name

● after some time you find with surprise that he can recite Irish poetry and likes doing that. The softer side of Chibs is generally not demonstrated in the club, and you discover it to be even softer than you would imagine

● so loyal

● likes to grumble. He grumbles so much, like an old man

● adheres to more or less traditional role in relationship, considering himself the protector, the earner, and the boss

● but Chibs is insightful and intelligent; he respects you the way that shows he sees you as a human first. You quickly relax and rely on him and spare yourself of the need to be constantly strong and decisive. There's no danger of being belittled, commanded around or neglected with Chibs

● he never leaves his roots behind, and is a big difference to the Americans around him. You experience his Scottish philosophy and hear the special expressions all the time

● boomer humor. 'Scottish people are temperamental: 50% temper, and 50% mental 🤪'

● will break someone's face at your whim without even thinking. Will deal with consequences later. It's atypical of him as he's more of a mediator, so you try not to exploit him

● likes to praise you verbally, he is very generous at that

● in turn, Chibs doesn't expect any compliments and just accepts love quietly and with hidden gratitude. It's important to him to maintain the stone facade because he believes it to be safer for both of you. But you suspect it's just a deeper lying desire to stay unknown.

● because Chibs manages to live like he didn't have all these very heavy past experiences, but they lurk into the present nevertheless

● needless to say, the one thing he will never forgive is betrayal. And he would never betray, either. His loyalty to the club and to you sometimes even gets in the way

● he always means to kiss you quickly, but the kiss always grows into full French

● forehead kisses

● when Chibs feels dangerous, he only opens his eyes half-way, and you strangely feel the safest

● there's a stark and attractive contrast between his two personalities: the soft old man, and the merciless IRA enforcer

● when he's in his killing mode, he starts looking younger

● listening to music when he drives you in the car

● he can drive you in circles if you really want to just ride the city and listen to music

● at least once, before you started dating, he said to you 'I'm too old/bad/stupid/rough for you'

● Chibs is good at dancing and hides it better than his softest features

● likes discussing 'the boys' with you

● with him, you have an insight unique and very universal at the same time, that a person like Chibs really only needs just love, and nothing else

● likes your legs

● sex is rough more often than not

● won't let the guys call you his old lady, if you don't like this term

● he has this gallant trick where he kisses your hand in a knightly fashion

● he doesn't see himself as pretty and acts accordingly. He says, Scottish people aren't pretty, it's an unnecessary distraction for us

● relationship with him starts at 1. sex, 2. dates, not the other way around. He's not really good at courting someone from the get go, but he is a good boyfriend

● bringing food and flowers without you having to ask

● a lot of things he does are very mature, for example, sitting out the tantrums and arguments, he just allows you to express it all and then continues his day. Chibs doesn't like talking about his feelings too much, preferring to express them through actions. It takes time to get used to. He's not the type to engage in the 'which season do you think I am' type of convos.

● ready to take a bullet for you, no questions asked

● he is generally guarded and respectful with women and impresses all your friends with his seeming indifference

● Chibs' most attractive feature is how unbothered and uninterested he is. But once you have him, he's glued to you for life

● not needy, will be able to go on without even a hug for a long time if he feels you don't want it

● generally Chibs is irritatingly mature and independent, and he teaches you maturity, too

● that's where the real commitment and love are

● zero bullshit guy; he's finely tuned, has high emotional intelligence and doesn't try to seem what he's not

● he openly admits that you can manipulate him and he will obey, because all he has is you, and he enjoys every moment of it. But when it becomes toxic, he draws a very certain limit

● will fight for this relationship but won't humiliate himself

● he's a Scorpio: mysterious, emotional, secretive and complicated.

● sorry the list is big. Like Chibs' dick

[kdogreads]

My Savior

Chibs Telford x reader (minors DNI)

Warnings: implied kidnapping, injuries described, disassociation due to trauma, death (only the bad guys), nothing too graphic overall but please be gentle to yourself and skip this one if it will make you uncomfortable ❤️

AN: idk why I am so in my feels lately but I just love this man 😭

Check out my masterlist for more Chibs content 😍

Your head hung low as the fatigue of hunger, exhaustion, and fear weighed on your body. There was commotion outside the bolted door to your back and you prepared for more abuse to ravage your body and mind. You shut your eyes and willed yourself to go somewhere else in your mind, anywhere else.

You floated to an unlikely oasis, the Sons’ clubhouse. The smells flooded your senses: booze, cigarettes, weed, even the slight fragrance of sex brought you comfort, silly as it was, because it smelled like safety to you. You tried to place yourself at the bar top, surrounded by the laughter, arguing, chatting of the guys. Next to you and all around you, like a blanket of safety, you felt his arms around your waist, hands pressing into the small of your back in a comforting embrace; Filip.

Baby, you heard in your head, his voice washing over you like a summer breeze.

Baby.

“Christ, baby. Come back to me, love, please,” A desperate plea caused you to tense your body, “I’m gonna take ya home, lass, come on.” The familiar accent you loved so much sounded like it was right in front of your battered face.

You fluttered your eyes open, daring to leave your dreamscape just for the slim chance your mind wasn’t lying to you.

“There ya are, love, tha’s it,” You shuddered as a calloused, gentle hand brushed against your cheek, “Oh, lass, ‘m so sorry, my love. Come on, I’m gettin’ you outta here.”

You started to believe what you were seeing, close enough for you to touch. He was here.

Your Filip was here, right in front of you, reaching out to hold you, to wrap you in that warm embrace you so desperately willed yourself to imagine.

“Filip?” You croaked, your voice breaking as the realization finally sank in that he found you. He saved you.

“Aye, M'annsachd (my blessing), ‘m here,” He cooed to you, staring deep into your bruised eyes as you reached out to cling to the black cotton of his plain sweatshirt, “Put yer arms around me, lass. Come on.”

You did as he said, not thinking, just giving yourself over wholly to Filip, your savior.

He slid one arm around your back and the other under your bent knees, grasping you as gently as he could as to not cause you any more pain. Like you weighed nothing at all, he lifted you from the cold, hard concrete you’d lived on for god knows how many hours, maybe days. Exhausted and relieved beyond measure, your head fell to his broad shoulder as you slipped back and forth between awareness and unconsciousness.

You felt the heaviness of the room change as Filip carried you through the doorway, into one hallway, and turning down another.

“Oh Christ, sweetheart,” Another familiar voice filled your ears; Tig. “Is she alright?”

“Aye, for now. Let’s go,” Filip answered as you felt Tig’s hand brush over your hair affectionately.

Your eyes fluttered open and shut as Filip carried you through some rooms and up a flight or two of stairs. You caught a glimpse of who you could only assume used to be your captors. Their bodies slumped in an unnatural way, blood dripping down the wall behind them. Filip would tell you what they’d done to them if you asked, but you decided right then that you didn’t care. All that mattered is they found you, and those monsters got what they deserved.

A heavy door swung open and you felt the warmth of the sunshine beaming onto your skin for the first time in days. It washed a relief onto you that was only amplified when you saw the faces of more of the guys fleeting past you. Bobby, Opie, Jax, Happy, and Juice came into your view as Chibs kept walking towards the van, each with a look of despair or sympathy on their faces. Half-Sack sat up in the driver’s seat and turned the engine over as you got closer, his eyes widened.

You knew you must be looking worse for wear, but it must be worse than you thought given the looks each of the men gave you.

Filip settled you into his lap as the guys filed into the van and headed off towards home. Your bones began to ache as the shock wore off and the reality of your condition set in.

“Sleep, lass. We’ll get you home,” Chibs cooed into your ear, his hand brushing over your bloodied hair in the most comforting touch you’d ever felt.

You weren’t sure how long you were in the van, but you heard murmurs here and there as you faded in and out of sleep.

“Aye, she’ll be alrigh’, she’s gonna need all of us to get through it,” Filip spoke quietly during one of your short periods of awareness.

“We’re here both of you, brother,” Jax responded first.

“For anything, bro,” Bobby added warmly.

A chorus of mmhmm’s and yep’s followed the sentiments, undoubtedly accompanied by nods.

The next several hours went by in a blur. You were vaguely aware of the familiar voices coming and going, offering sweet encouragement and reassurances. You lost count of everyone who was there, but you made a note to thank every one of them for being there for you.

When you finally came to for more than a moment, the comfortable weight of a broad, calloused hand in yours pulled you fully into the waking world.

“Baby?” You croaked as best you could, throat dry from being under for so long.

“There’s my girl,” Filip smiled as he brought your hand to his lips, “Back wi’ the livin’”

“Thanks to you, Filip,” You weakly reached for his face, fingers gliding through the scruff on his chin, “You saved me.”

He leaned into your touch, pressing another sweet kiss to your knuckles, careful not to pressure on the bruises blossoming there.

“Aye, lass, maybe so,” He stood up to wrap you in his arms as best as he could over the rails of the hospital bed, “But you saved me long, long ago just by bein’ you, my angel.”

[ravennaortiz]

Your Boyfriend is a Bitch headcanon SOA version

Summary: How the guys would react if they overheard some guy hitting on you and telling that your boyfriend is a bitch. Inspiration came from the song below.

Tag List: @keyweegirlie @hatersaremymotivators @meera10 @youngadult9016 @littlefrogbrain

Our sweet Juice is amused at first that goofy grin plastered on his face as he sips his beer. He figures it was obvious that you are with him since the guy literally stepped in between you two as you guys were sitting and talking at the clubhouses bar. Guy must just be to caught up in how beautiful his Old Lady is. Then he hears the guy tell you that your boyfriend is a bitch and he could take him. "Alright buddy" laughs Juice that goofy grin slipping into a tight smile as he grabs his shoulder. Slipping off the stool he steers the guy out the door. "Be back in a bit babe" he calls over his shoulder to you.

"Surprise surprise he couldn't take me. Guess you are stuck with me" states Juice smugly as he rejoins you giving you a kiss on the forehead.

Chibs has grown used to the "youngins" hitting on you and such. He used to be quick to swing but your calming nature had him using patience and words a little more often now than his fist. This time though he puts the young man through one of the tables. It's hard to say whose more shocked between the three of you. "Think you can do her better Laddie?" Chibs chuckles darkly as he shakes his head at the trembling man under him. "Why don't you join me and my Ole Lady here in the bedroom. One of us can learn some pointers".

Happy turned away from the pool table when he heard the new prospects response to your decline of a date. Your wide eyed expression, tight smile and nervous chuckle when his eyes met yours told him he had in fact heard the idiot correctly. It was nothing to the prospects expression as he turned to see who you were looking at. Happy simply rolled his toothpick from one side of his mouth to the other for a moment before speaking. "I'm her bitch boyfriend.

Jax is swinging fists before the guy knows what is happening. He demands the guy to answer him between every hard blow. "Think I'm still a bitch?" Are you blind? Couldn't see her crow? The ring?" "Did you miss my arm around her waist?". Jax only relents when Chibs and Opie pull him off the guy. Without another word he pulls you to the dorm hallway to relieve some more of his anger in a more enjoyable way.

Half-Sack is quick to be in the guys face. Newly patched he feels he has a lot to prove still. He makes it clear he doesn't need a gun to win a fight. Which does not last long and leaves the guy hitting on you knocked out and being dragged out of the clubhouse by Happy.

At first Tig thinks you and Kozik are playing a joke on him when you two tell him what happened inside while you were getting a drink. The two of you loved to rile him up and play jokes on him. He also can't wrap his mind around who in their right mind would tell his gorgeous, pregnant wife that she could do better and they could do her better. Especially not after you two had been together for ten years. The tears that start to well up though have him up on his feet and inside, dragging the man out by his kutte. Once he gets your nod of confirmation he pulls him toward the ring.

Opie while usually level headed and one to think things through before reacting. Can't help but to punch the guy in his face before he can even get his sentence out. While he agrees with the guy that you can in fact do better than an outlaw biker, no one else gets to say it.

Kozik would have let it slide. Being called a bitch and stuff did not bother him. What bothered him was how uncomfortable you got and how the guy would not back off. The quiet whisper of his government name from your lips had him grabbing the offending guy into a chokehold and yanking him out of the clubhouse to teach him a lesson on respect.

Rat had his teeth gritted as he served drinks from behind the bar. Still being a prospect he was limited on what he could do to a patched member, let alone the VP of another visiting charter. "You have my permission to handle that" stated Jax as he came around the bar, having heard what was happening. Rat nodded his head in appreciation before yanking the guy over the bar top. There were perks to dating the sister of the mother charters President.

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Okii of course after the damn day I've had this app wants to fuck me around and not let me post my chapter of Francesca!!!! So TOMORROW I will post it I swear anx if it won't post I'm gonna fuckin riot and smash shit

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[witchthewriter]

𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐬' 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐩𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞

⤷ female, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!  

Warnings: swears, mention of blood and bruising, also creeps

ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ | ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ ᴵᴵ

𝐉𝐀𝐗

・Not surprised, but a tad shocked. He was used to this behaviour from his mother.

・But when he laid his eyes on you, all he could feel was pride.

"How'd the other guy look?"

"Way fuckin' worse, sweetheart," you said with a smirk.

"That's my girl."

・His arm wrapped around you as you left the station, Unser already pulling strings to get you out. Plus, the guy wasn't going to press charges.

・While getting on the back of Jax's bike you said, "You know what, it felt pretty good."

"I know it does babe, but please don't make it a regular thing," he replied and lightly slapped you on your thigh.

"I'll do my best..."

𝐎𝐏𝐈𝐄

・"The hell did that come from?" He asked as you walked through the front door, nursing a very swollen black eye. Apparently punching first doesn't mean you've won the fight.

・"Ugh, would you believe me if I said I ran into a pole?"

"You hate running."

"Fuck, you're right."

・Out of all the guys, he's the most surprised. It took him a while to process it, the story, the lump on your forehead.

・But to him, it meant you accepted this life.

・From his first marriage, Opie was used to having a s/o who was against the club, but with you - you took it in your stride.

・Completely intergrating with it.

・He pulled you onto his lap, cupping your face.

"That's a fucking big one," Opie said, tracing the outline of the bruise.

"I know. But I was the only one left standing."

𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐁𝐒

・Taken aback, mostly upset because you were arrested.

"You're saying my Old Lady, Y/n Telford, was arrested?"

"Yes," Unser said on the other side of the call. He watched you from the door.

Your head was leaning against the cold brick wall. Eyes shut, nose bleeding, but that was the extent of your injuries.

"And may I ask why, she got arrested," Chibs growled.

"She assaulted someone," with Unser's reply, a smile grew on your face.

"She fuckin' what-" then the line went fuzzy and all Unser heard was "I'm coming," before Chibs hung up.

・You weren't worried. Not about being arrested. Because you knew Chibs wouldn't let you stay in here.

・And you were right, because that very afternoon you were released and Chibs grabbed ahold of your face, checking for injuries.

"What were you thinking lass?"

"Oh honey, I wasn't-"

𝐓𝐈𝐆

・Surprised and kinda turned on by it

・It had been pure luck that you weren't arrested. The Sheriffs had been occupied with actual crime ... not a woman punching a creep square in the face.

・However, once Tig came home and saw the swollen, bruised hand of yours, he instantly knew what had happened.

"Look, all I'm gonna say is ... I'm proud of you baby. You put those creeps in their places. But next time, I want a few rounds too."

・You smiled up at him, and went to push yourself up from the couch but grimaced as you used your hand.

"Yeah, it's gonna be a bit tender for a while. Just relax. I'll do whatever you need me to."

・And then he came over and kissed your hand, examining the darkness that was still developing, the splits in the skin.

"Sheesh, you did a good job," Tig mumbled and went to go get your first aid kit.

𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐘

・The PROUDEST.

・The next day he told everyone in the meeting what happened and all the Sons clapped him on the back.

"Happens to all of us," Jax said with a wink.

・Not only was happy, Happy, he was ecstatic. Because it meant you weren't averse to violence...

・Not that he would readily bring it into the home now, it just meant that you didn't find him or his work disgusting.

・He's always worried about that. That one day, you'll just up and leave because this life isn't for you.

・But you know how he feels, and it was part of the reason why you gave that guy a shiner.

・He would've been only a few years older than you, but he wouldn't stop hitting on you. Not even when you told him you weren't single.

・So you thought, "fuck it, my family is a fucking bikie club," and you went for it.

・Explaining that to Happy made him ... kind of emotional.

𝐉𝐔𝐈𝐂𝐄

・Completely shocked.

・Not in a million years did he think you would be in a fight. Or at least a punch up.

・You were quite fiesty, and that's part of the reason why he loved you

・But he never thought that side of you would become physical.

"Babe, why?" Juice asked over his bowl. He had made dinner that night, wanting to do something.

"The fucker kept on staring at me. Even after I told him to knock it off, twice."

"Oh, he had it coming then."

・A part of him was upset that you had to defend yourself. He always wants to be the one to do that.

[maibeewrites]

ULTRAVIOLENT || Chibs Telford x Y/N

part I. i'm you jazz singer

summary: a twist from a scene from s6/ep1.

Y/N snitches, and gets punished for it

warnings : description of violence, domestic(ish) violence, beating

tags: angst, hurt/comfort

❀ ❀ ❀ ❀

Y/N was actually just finishing up on a Sportster. She pulled down her gloves, put down the tools, and wanted to head out, when the Sergeant at Arms stepped into the garage.

"Chibby?" Y/N called out to him with a smile. She usually gave everyone awkward nicknames.

Chibs slowly walked up to her, and had an expression which started to make Y/N feel uncomfortable.

"Is everything cool?" she asked.

Chibs walked slowly past her, then leaned on the counter.

"I need a minute with ya." He said with strict voice. Y/N's smile started to fade.

"Yeah, sure." Y/N still didn't know what to expect. Her and Chibs were on very good terms. Almost too good. At least what concerned Y/N' feelings. She also suspected that the Scot has a soft spot for her too.

But right now, Chibs was anything but soft.

Y/N froze when she saw the man taking off his jacket.

"You know, Jax might have gave you a pass, but I can't forget about that, so easily." Y/N's heart was pounding in her chest. She could feel the panic creeping up on her.

She had no choice. Roosevelt was pushing on her hard for intel. She didn't say anything though, what would seriously put her brothers or club at danger.

But she also knew that it didn't matter. She was a rat, and Chibs knew it.

The man started to take off his rings, and lined them up almost ritualistically on the counter.

Y/N wanted to cry. She knew what was going to happen. But she couldn't cry and she couldn't run away. Or to better put it, she wouldn't.

"I've never put my hands on a woman. Not once." He said slowly. "This does not give me joy or satisfaction. On the contrary." He put his last ring down. "But I have to do this now, Y/N." Chibs started to come closer. Slowly, menacingly.

"I know."

She stood her ground. With her back straight, chin up, she looked her friend in the eyes.

"I love you." she said.

"I know."

And with that came the first blow. The man didn't hold back. Y/N fell onto the floor. Her palms were scratched by the rough wood. Her head was spinning but she knew she had to get up. This time she could get up on her own. She tries to keep her balance and looked Chibs in the eye, waiting for the next hit.

Chibs felt rage, disgust, sadness and love at the same time. He didn't want to cause her serious damage but he knew he had to do this. She got away far too easily. If one of their brothers knew about her ratting, Chibs wasn't sure if she would get away with only a beating.

In her e/c eyes he could see sorrow, pain and determination. She wasn't broken. Yet.

He hit the other side of her face next. Y/N felt her lip slicing open and she almost bit her tongue. She fell on the floor again. A little bit of blood dripped down on the wood.

The pain was bad, the dizziness worse, and the fact that Chibs did this to her, the worst. But the worst of the worst was that she knew, she deserved this. She was well aware what this lifestyle meant. What being in a club meant.

This time she couldn't get up on her own. She tried tough, but she fell back on the floor. Chibs grabbed her and roughly pulled her up. Her heart was crying, but she wasn't. At this point she couldn't stop her body from trembling. She held onto Chibs' cut, looked him straight in the eye again, and awaited the next hit.

Chibs still didn't show mercy. Y/N let out a cry of pain. She was grabbing Chibs cut but could not fully hold on. She fell onto her knees in front of her friend.

It was almost too much for Chibs. But he felt this rush of rage which told him, this is not the end yet. He dragged her back onto her feet, but she could barely stand up. Her face was bleeding and red. She still didn't cry, but the defiance in her eyes faded almost completely.

Chibs hit her again, and she let out a scream. She felt something snap in her mouth.

He didn't let her fall this time, he grabbed her arm and waist, and kept her upright. She would bruise where he grabbed her, but at that point, it did not have importance.

Tears started to fall from her eyes. She couldn't look him in the eye anymore. Quiet but guttural screams and grunts could be heard. She couldn't take it anymore.

Chibs saw that she was almost gone. He wanted to steady her, but it was impossible. He dragged her next to the counter balanced her against it. Then he hit her one last time, as hard as he could.

Her cries were suddenly stopped when she finally lost conciousness.

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They were silent. The man held Y/N's head firmly with one hand. Firmly, but gently, as gently as he could. With the other he was holding a piece of wet towel, and was wiping down Y/N's face. She was calmed down, only occasionally a tear left her eyes. Her face looked horrible. It was swollen, with red bruises which would turn blue afterwards. Chibs put stiches on the eyebrows where it was split.

Y/N felt that one of her back teeth was moving. She had to have that checked out. The blood was filling her mouth, and she let it drip from her mouth to the floor.

"What is it?" Chibs asked her, concerned that it was internal bleeding.

"A tooth." She spoke quietly.

"Let me see." The man said and she opened her mouth compliantly. He put his index finger carefully in her mouth and inspected the damage. He could feel it slightly moving.

"You will have to see a dentist about that." He said.

"I know."

When he finished cleaning her up, he started to slide his fingers through her hair with one hand, and reached out to touch her face with the other. Y/N flinched and almost jumped in her seat.

"Hey, it's okay." The man whispered, and caressed her face and lips. This was the first time since the beating when Y/N looked at Chibs. They sat in silence but they knew exactly what the other one wanted to say.

She closed her eyes and he leaned in to kiss her forehead.

Seeing her this way was hard on him. He never hurt a woman before, and he didn't thought he will, especially not Y/N. He stood up and pulled her up alongside him, then embraced her. He hugged her tightly and lovingly. That is when Y/N started crying. It wasn't even crying, it was sobbing. All the built up fear, sadness and pain crushed down on her. She couldn't stop shaking, her tears made Chibs' cut wet.

He didn't say anything, just took her into his arms, and sat down. He rocked her like a baby back and forth, sometimes kissing her cheek, forehead and caressing her gently. Eventually, after what seemed like an eternity to them, she calmed down, and fell asleep in Chibs' arms.

PART TWO:

[pileofboneswrites]

NOTES — some stories may contain mature themes such as violence, bullying, murder, death, abuse, strong language and some other topics. please always read the warnings listed before the story just incase of triggering topic discussion. you are responsible for your media consumption, if you don’t like it feel free to leave. 

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STRANGER THINGS MASTERLIST

i write for; eddie, steve & robin

YELLOWSTONE MASTERLIST

i write for; lee, ryan, colby & rip

SUPERNATURAL MASTERLIST

i write for; dean

SONS OF ANARCHY MASTERLIST

i write for; jax, juice, & happy

RIVERDALE MASTERLIST

i write for; sweetpea, toni

other places you can find me;

(if you're interested)

wattpad – pileofboneswrites

writergram - pileofboneswrites

fic archive tumblr – @bonesficarchive

shifting blog - @bonesagainstthemultiverse

[hatersaremymotivators]

Okay so I'm going to start writing fanfiction. I will write for the following:

Sons of anarchy:

Jax

Opie

Tig

Chibs

Happy

Half-Sack

Juice

Kozik

RatBoy

Mayans MC:

Angel Reyes

EZ Reyes

Gilly

Coco

Creeper

Bottles

Guero

Manny

Bishop

Yellowstone:

Kayce Dutton

Rip Wheeler

Ryan

Walker

For any other requests feel free to send an ask or dm and I can do my best to get it written for you.

[xxstxriesfromashxx]

PSA - Sons of Anarchy Muses

Unless discussed and plotted, I write Gemma, Jax, Tig, Chibs, and Tara pre-seasons five to seven. I have to work out the details (aka go back and either rewatch or read the wikis) but their verses can be from season 1 up to season 4 where some of SAMCRO gets released from prison.

Unless writing with a Jax/Tara, Jax and Tara are both single for multi-ship purposes. For their separate threads, after Jax was released from prison he and Tara exist as co-parents to a four year old Abel and infant Thomas Jr. While visiting Jax in prison is where Tara and he decide to break up and co-parent their kids. They are close, but have fallen out of love due to the business.

For his verse, Chibs remains separated from his wife Fiona who is still living in Ireland with their daughter Kerianne. He remains in contact with Kerianne and maintains a close yet distant relationship with her (dependent in the event I happen to write with a Kerianne).

I am opening to write with a Venus Van Damme ship for Tig and we can work out the details/plot.

Gemma is married to Clay, however, their marriage is strained - perhaps on the verge of a divorced - and has no problem sleeping with other men as she knows 100% that he cheats on her. (Again, this is dependent on if I write with a Clay, we can always discuss plots).

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Adult!Abel and Adult!Thomas verses are post-season 7. No matter if I write with a Jax/Tara or anyone deceased character who is alive, their verse remains the same: Wendy and Nero took the boys to Norco to the farm where Abel became a rancher and Thomas went to school to become a veterinarian. They were raised away from the club and club business just as their father and Tara wanted. Unless writing with a Wendy and/or Nero, they are both deceased in their main verses.

[brunettemarionette]

𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐞

☾‧₊˚ ⋅ ― female reader. no description of features. no mentions of size, race or age. Requests are open.

🇲​​🇦​​🇮​​🇳​ ​🇲​​🇦​​🇸​​🇹​​🇪​​🇷​​🇱​​🇮​​🇸​​🇹​ 💜​🇸​​🇴​​🇦​ ​🇲​​🇦​​🇸​​🇹​​🇪​​🇷​​🇱​​🇮​​🇸​​🇹​

𝗝𝗮𝘅 ☾‧₊˚ ⋅

Jax wakes up immediately when he hears you cry out, his protective instincts kicking in. He gently shakes you awake, his voice soft but firm. “Hey, babe, it’s just a dream. I’ve got you.”

He pulls you into his arms, tucking your head against his chest as he strokes your hair. He whispers reassurances, letting you hear his steady heartbeat to calm you.

If you’re still shaky, he’ll sit up with you, lighting a cigarette and holding your hand while he talks about anything to distract you from the nightmare. His presence is warm and grounding, and he won’t leave your side until you fall asleep again.

𝗖𝗵𝗶𝗯𝘀 ☾‧₊˚ ⋅

Chibs reacts calmly, and his experience with danger helps him keep a level head. When he wakes to your cries, he softly calls your name, cupping your face in his hands. “It’s alright, lass. I’m here. Whatever it was, it’s gone now.”

He kisses your forehead and wraps you in a snug embrace, rocking you slightly to soothe your nerves. His Scottish brogue is a constant comfort as he murmurs sweet nothings and cracks a gentle joke to lighten the mood.

If you want to talk about the dream, he listens intently, offering his wisdom and reassurance.

𝗧𝗶𝗴  ☾‧₊˚ ⋅

Tig wakes up startled, his eyes darting around the room like he’s expecting a threat. Once he realizes it’s just a nightmare, he turns all his attention to you. “Damn, doll, you scared the hell outta me. Come here.”

He pulls you close, wrapping you up in his arms. He might tease you a little to make you laugh, but it’s always affectionate. “What’s this nightmare got on my crazy ass, huh?” His voice softens as he kisses your temple and strokes your back, humming a tune or telling you one of his wild stories to distract you.

He stays awake as long as you need him to, rubbing your back until you feel safe enough to fall asleep again.

𝗢𝗽𝗶𝗲 ☾‧₊˚ ⋅

Opie’s a light sleeper, so he’s already awake the moment you stir. When he hears you crying or screaming, he gently shakes your shoulder, his deep voice soothing. Hey, I’m right here. You’re safe.”

He holds you close, his large hands stroking your back as he lets you cry into his chest if you need to. He doesn’t push you to talk but lets you know he’s ready to listen if you want to share.

His presence is solid and steady, like a rock in a storm. He might hum a soft tune or tell you about a memory that makes him smile just to pull you out of the dark headspace. He won’t let go of you until you’re peacefully asleep again.

𝗛𝗮𝗽𝗽𝘆 ☾‧₊˚ ⋅

Happy wakes up instantly, his instincts on high alert, his hand reaching for a weapon when he realizes you’re having a nightmare; he doesn’t say much at first, just gently shaking you awake and pulling you into his chest.

“It’s okay. I’ve got you.” He holds you close, his hands running soothing patterns along your back. His silence is comforting, letting his steady presence speak louder than words.

If you’re still trembling, he’ll sit up with you and offer to make you a drink or wrap you in his hoodie to make you feel safe. He doesn’t push for details, but he’ll reassure you as many times as you need.

𝗝𝘂𝗶𝗰𝗲 ☾‧₊˚ ⋅

Juice wakes up in a panic when he hears you screaming, fumbling to turn on the light. “Babe! Are you okay? What happened?”

Once he realizes it was a nightmare, he calms down and pulls you into his lap, cradling you like you’re the most precious thing in the world. He strokes your hair and kisses the top of your head, his voice soft and full of concern. “Whatever it was, it’s gone. Won’t let anything hurt you.”

Juice will stay up with you, offering to watch something funny or play soft music to distract you. He’s incredibly attentive, making sure you feel loved and safe until you can drift off again.

[kellynickelsgirl00]

This will be something chibs says in future chapters if I can work it in🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹

She was amazed to discover that when he was saying, 'As you wish,' what he meant was, 'I love you.'

The Princess Bride (1987) dir. by Rob Reiner