#ron tully soa

[ineedthesons]

[biteofchaos]

All About Nannette Marie

Sweet dreams are made of me. Are you really one to disagree? Watch out for my dogs.

Niece of Ron Tully

Twin of @biteofmayhem

Wife of @ofmayanchaos

Sister-in-law of @ofdarkchaos, @ofpetalsnash, @ofchaoticpetalsnmeds & @ofglitznlead

Daughter-in-law of @onceamayan

Mama of @croswildchild & Marcus Alexander

Owner of Sweet Dreams Ice Cream Shop

VP of The Roses Of Reaper MC

Princess of the AB

Triggers Mature Content MDNI

Muse of #Paradox

21+ #SOA #MayansMC RP

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[croswildchild]

All About Dream

I'm a wild child, sorry, Daddy.

Daughter of @ofnomadsncros & @biteofchaos

Stepdaughter of @ofmayanchaos & @ofpetalsnlead

Goddaughter of @hellonaharley & @ofpetalsnash

Great Niece of Ron Tully

Living with my guardian @thebutcherofanarchy

Mature Content Triggers MDNI

Muse of #Paradox

21+ #SOA #MayansMC RP

Reblog if you wish

[ofhavocnroses]

All about Alice Tully

The secret, Alice, is to surround yourself with people who make your heart smile. It's then, only then, that you'll find Wonderland.

Married to Sexy @biteofhavoc

Daughter in law of Ron Tully

Sister in law of @biteofchaos @biteofmayhem @ofmayanchaos @ofdarkchaos

Aunt to @croswildchild and Marcus Alexander Vargas

Works at TeaTime Cafe

#ParadoxsMinx

#SOA RP #Mayans RP

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MDNI 🔞

NSFW/NotDTF/MC

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[ofdarkchaos]

All About Declan Isaiah Murry

🏴‍☠️ Married to @biteofmayhem

🏴‍☠️ Brother In Law to @biteofchaos @ofmayanchaos @biteofhavoc @ofhavocnroses

🏴‍☠️ “Son In Law” to Ron Tully & @thebutcherofanarchy

🏴‍☠️ Owner of Wacky's Smoke Shop

🏴‍☠️ ParadoxsMinx

🏴‍☠️ #SOA RP

🏴‍☠️ Experienced Role Player 13+

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[thebutcherofanarchy]

All About Butcher

🔪 Right Hand man for Ron Tully

🔪 Loving and Dating the ever beautiful @thecolorfulthorn

🔪 Guardian and Protector of @croswildchild @ofpixiedustncros

🔪 Owns Farmer’s Deli-Butcher Shop

🔪 ParadoxsMinx

🔪 #SOA RP

🔪 Experienced Role Player 13+

🔪 MDNI 🔞

🔪 NSFW/NotDTF/MC

🔪 Likes and Retweets Appreciated

[a-lawless-son-among-hate]

first composition of 2024, featuring Ron Tully and a random policeman keeping watch for weirdo bigots.

p.s. I've been worldbuilding in the LMMYAM/SOA fanon a lot and the states of Texas, Oklahoma, Louisiana, Arkansas, and Tennessee form a market socialist nation, and the police lowkey look like Yugoslav police from the 1970s.

[come-join-themurder]

Sons of Tumblr

[everasbefore-everjustassure]

Okay so I knoooowwww Tully was a bad, bad man, but can I persuade you to write a Tully/Reader fic with the prompt "You're going to have to try harder than that if you want to scare me" PWEEEEEESSSSEEEEE ????

Ooo and with some smutty smut? 🥺🥵

Haha yes girl I've got you. I will add a smut filled, Halloween, Tully fic just for you boo 😘

[magickhajiit]

The Disgraced Son- Chapter 2 (SOA Fanfic)

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Henry Lin is dead. Killed by a soon-to-be-dead rat from a rival group, for a heinous crime he never considered committing. The Chinese have already taken their payback from the traitor, leaving emotional cuts on him that will scar and never fade away. Still unknown to them the real perpetrators remain far outside the prison's walls, planning on cleansing any trace of the triads from their Mayberry town.

Flashes of Lin’s murder filter across Juice’s eyes, sharp metal cutting through skin like butter, crimson waves coating Juice’s arms and spattering his front, Lin’s body laid slack on the floor with dead eyes staring at him, accusingly.  Afterward, he headed back to his cellblock in a daze. The officers left a new uniform out for him, at least that small mercy was granted. Once he changed, he noticed a layer of dried blood coating his hands, picking each fragment off took under an hour but he continued to scratch, clawing away at his hands like a twisted imitation of Lady Macbeth.

And now he sits before Samcro’s king. With his eyes lowered passively, he informs Jax of Lin’s passing, of his own success. Finally glancing up, he expects to see pride or at least mercy but catching Jax’s eyes his stomach drops at the pure hatred glistening from them. Jax’s next words shatter all hope Juice naively possessed. Jax knew about the lie. The lie that entered the world on the day of Tara’s passing, born from the need to protect the only mother Juice has ever known, the lie that started a war. Entangled in his own web of deception Juice knows the truth needs to be released into the world. So, somewhat belatedly, he tells the truth, knowing it will free him from this tragic excuse of a life and save Jax from the agony of not knowing his wife’s killer.

Juice’s revelation hangs heavily in the air before Jax makes his next statement.                         ‘’Bobby’s in hospital. Mark’s guys grabbed him the day after you came here. He won’t ride again.’’  Guilt gnaws at Juice; till all he wants is to beg for forgiveness. There’ll be no opportunity for that though, not when Jax refuses to listen.                                                                                                   Jax adds one more lie before leaving,‘’ It’ll be quick’’ he says not sparing Juice a glance on his way out.

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Less than a day after his conversation with Jax, Juice is released from isolation. Unser and Jarry have already paid him a visit trying to convince him that they could help in return for his cooperation. Unser had already offered his support weeks ago and that didn’t work out, his worry seemed to be genuine though. Juice has always been vulnerable to men like Unser, older guys who in another life could have taken the role of the father he never had, that’s why he spent months at Clay’s beck and call after his injury. So whilst Juice never warns Unser directly, in fear of being seen as more of a traitor to Samcro than he already is, he does suggest they should be finding Gemma. After all, at least a couple of people should be allowed to find an ounce happiness or at least peace in the tragedy of Tara’s death.

Walking through the cafeteria he wonders if Unser will grieve over his death, although its inconsequential. In six months time Unser will be dead too and there won’t be a soul to left on this planet who will mourn him, not the Sons, not his two sisters who he hasn’t spoken to in what's approaching a decade and certainly not Chibs. He notices the Chinese watching him as he makes his way to the AB’s table. They’ll be expecting him to complete their task, to dispose of Tully in return for his own life. Little do they know that Juice has his own plan.

‘’We need to talk. Alone’’ Juice says once he arrives at the table, standing directly in front of Tully. With a slight indication of his head, Tully sends the rest of the table on their way, a flash of envy hits Juice, what it must be like to be more than just a pawn on the chessboard.                 

Wincing as he sat down opposite Tully he dives straight into conversation, ‘’The Chinese aren’t real happy about Lin.’’

Scanning over Juice’s battered appearance Tully replies, ‘’Clearly not.’’

‘’They want me to kill you.’’

‘’Makes sense... You do realize you've lost the element of surprise.’’

‘’I know Jax has tasked you with killing me. And if the Chinese do it, it could impact your relationship with the MC. ‘’ Juice glances around after speaking before reaching down picking up his scalpel, its ice-cold in his trembling palm and he tries not to think of what it’ll feel like when it’s sliding into his flesh, cutting all life from within him.  He lays it on the table directly in front of Tully. Just for a moment, he looks surprised before it's covered with his usual cool indifference. Juice speaks what will be his final words, ‘’Just let me finish my pie.’’

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A riot is started seconds before Juice finishes eating, it starts between the AB and Chinese before expanding as quickly as a raging forest fire, blocking the sight of Juice and Tully from guards posted around the room. Everything feels painfully clear once Juice has gotten up, cherry pie resting in his stomach, every movement of the people around him is vivid in his eyes. He doesn't tremble when he walks with Tully to a quieter part of the floor.  Tully wraps one arm tightly around Juice once he’s turned, in his other hand the shiv gleams in the light as its raised, before it plunges down, blood spurts out as the blade slices through the skin under Juice’s collarbone. It’ll leave a scar Tully will always be remembered by, a claim to Juice but not fatal.

Tully leans forward whilst simultaneously holding Juice's body up ‘’I’m afraid that it’s not your time just yet.’’ he murmurs before giving him a slight nudge forward, whilst nodding at one of the AB members to escort him out of harm's way. Juice allows himself to be pulled along without resistance still in shock from brushing fingertips with Mr. Mayhem, he grips the wound, warm blood leaking through shaking fingers.

If anyone wants to be tagged in new chapters feel free to let me know. :)

[ortizobsessed]

For anyone who still thinks shipping Juice with Tully is okay. Straight from the source. IT’S NOT OKAY. PLEASE STOP.

[ineedthesons]

It was well known on the inside that Ron Tully, former shot-caller for the Aryan Brotherhood, was a kinky fucker. As much as one could be, in Stockton. Handcuffs were out but blindfolds could be fashioned, paddles and crops made. He especially liked when he could get some little punk to enjoy what he was doing to them to get off himself and took care of them when he was done.

That hadn't changed, now that he was on the outside, though much had. Juice shared the enormous bed they had, still, and still Tully could pull out noises Juice didn't think he could make. Of course with his permission and love. What certainly hadn't changed was the after. Tully slipped out of Juice, panting now that he'd finally cum. His boy laid on his back with that sunshine grin of his, looking like he was still floating on cloud nine. Tully rolled to his side, reaching to lightly rub Juice's belly. "Hey, my sweetheart. Gonna come down to Earth anytime soon?"

Juice shook his head, but rolled right into Tully's arms. He loved to be cuddled in general but after something so intense it was a requirement. Tully didn't mind it. Just one of the ways he showed Juice his love. "My darling. Such a good boy. Such a good job, taking my cock, not cumning til I said." Praise, too, was a necessity. They'd shower and get some food after this though no one was in a rush. "You do so well for me. I'm so proud of you and I love you so much." Tully rubbed Juice's strong back. He might have been a kinky fucker but that was the most important thing about sex with Juice. That he knew he was loved.

[let-me-finish-my-pie]

Juice ‘Sweetheart’ Ortiz.

@ortizobsessed, @redwoodoriginalfirstnine. @juiceboxxortiz

[livingdeathbat]

"Even up against the wall, our love is untouchable"

Based on the My Comforter series by TCD

[textsfromsoa]

[headoverhiddles]

Imagine Ron Tully sending this to you 🖤

"Always remember this babygirl. This is the shit that helps me keep going doin what I do. I believe in how strong my girl is-- just as strong as me."

You glance down at the phone, rereading the short poem Tully had sent you. Everything you had been going through, he seemed to sense it from far away... and it was a promise that if you just held on, he'd fix it all when he got back.