#sons of anarchy preferences

[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.”

𝗥𝗲𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼����𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽 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

[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.

[justanoasisimagines]

Sons of Anarchy; Big Spoon or Little Spoon

Hey lovelies, back with another Preference. My requests are open and you can find my request guidelines pinned to the top of the page! Credit to cafekitsune for the banner and the divider

Jax Teller; Big Spoon - Likes to curl himself around you, protecting you. He likes feeling your body pressed against yours.

Bobby Munson; Big spoon - Likes to hug you. Easy access to your neck, for some lazy kisses. Also always has his back to the door just in case.

Alexander "Tig" Trager; Switch - Tig is open about the things he likes and dislikes and he's proud to say sometimes he's the small spoon. He likes feeling your arms wrapped around him. Other times, he likes to know you're safe and protected.

Filip "Chibs" Telford; Big Spoon - Likes to hold you close. Likes the reassurance it gives him knowing you're safe and protected. Likes to have his body pressed against yours.

Clay Morrow; Big Spoon - Feels natural for him. Uses his body as a shield because he never knows when someone may attempt to attack. Also a good position to kiss your face and neck.

Harry "Opie" Winston; Switch - Sometimes Opie likes being the big spoon, wrapping his body around yours while he holds you tightly. Other times, Opie needs to be held. He needs to feel safe and that's in your arms. While Opie is aware of your differences.

Juan "Juice" Ortiz; Little Spoon - Juice likes to have your body pressed against his arms sprawled over his chest, legs entangled together, Juice's hands placed ontop of yours. Juice likes it when you whisper sweet nothings, kissing the side of his neck and head.

Happy Lowman; Big Spoon - Likes to have your body pressed as close as humanly possible, legs tangled. Your head laying on Happy's arm. Happy rests a hand under your nightwear for physical contact.

David Hale; Switch - The majoriy of the time, David's the big spoon. Enjoy's the position, especialy when he comes home late. However, when things are getting tough at the station, he needs to be held as he discusses what's going wrong at the station.

Herman Kozik; Big spoon - Likes the position and the physical contact. Shielding you from the world. Can run his hands up and down your body. Often will swing his leg over your body to draw you closer.

[cozy-writer]

Summary: Coco doesn't realize you are hurting until it ends with you both fighting.

Wordcount: 900+

Masterlist

You huffed loudly as you looked at yourself in the mirror. You had agreed to a club get together two weeks ago, but now that you and Coco were fighting, you dreaded spending time at the clubhouse, knowing that the guys would try and figure out what was going on between the two of you. 

You met Coco when you were stranded on the side of the road in your rental car. He helped change your tire and asked you out on a date. You were still in Santo Padre for a couple of days and decided you would take the risk. If the date didn’t go as planned you would be gone by the end of the week, to never see him again.

That was a year and a half ago and now you had moved in with Coco about 4 weeks ago. At first you loved it. The two of you had done long distance for so long that being together forever was heaven, but then it seemed like he didn’t care that much and you felt used more than anything. 

“You ready to go?” Coco said as his face appeared in the bedroom doorway. 

“As ready as I’ll ever be.” You muttered. He looked you up and down appreciatively and was about to make a comment when he saw the sour look on your face. He turned around and left the room. You looked yourself in the eyes and mumbled, “You got this.” 

You stepped out into the warm breeze and cherished the sun shining down on your face. Coco handed you your helmet and you put it on, then moved to sit behind him on the bike. During the ride to the clubhouse your hands barely gripped Coco's waist, you knew it was petty, but you were so tired of his shit. So once you made it to the junkyard you quickly jumped off the back of his bike and walked over to Stephanie, who already knew what was bothering you. 

The two of you had talked a lot the last couple of days. She was the only person you could see becoming a friend of yours. 

“You two still haven’t made up?” She asked as you got close.

“I don’t think he even knows why I am mad at him.” You hissed. 

“Oh come on,” She groaned. “He still hasn’t figured it out?” You raised an eyebrow at her and shook your head. “Nope.” 

The rest of the night you stayed far away from Coco and the Reyes brothers seemed to have noticed it, too, because when you weren’t looking for a minute the boys cornered you. 

“So, what did he do?” Ez asked. You looked at them confused. 

“Coco.” Angel elaborated. You sighed. 

“He clearly did something that upset you. Normally you guys can’t keep your hands off each other.” Angel said. 

“That’s something between me and Coco.” You commented. 

“Well, figure it out, our boy is looking sad over there.” Ez said as he pointed to where Coco sat at a table, the guys laughing with each other while he sat unmoving, looking into the void, silently sipping a beer. 

You blew a raspberry. “I’ll go talk to him.” Angel clasped a hand on your shoulder and sent you in the direction of Coco. You dragged your feet as you moved towards your boyfriend, dreading the conversation you were about to have. 

“Coco?” You started. His eyes found yours and he sat up straight. “Can we talk?” He sat his beer down on the table and stood to follow you outside. You hoped it would give the two of you some privacy but you were still surrounded by club members. 

“Can you just please tell me what I did wrong?” You sighed once again.

“How do you not notice these things?” 

“Y/N, I really don’t know what I did.” 

“I moved heaven and earth to be with you. I have no family here. No friends!” Your voice rose over the chatter of the club members. “I had to figure all of it out on my own, because you couldn’t care enough to help me out. And now that I asked you to help me find a therapist who is covered by my insurance, you just simply tell me you can’t be bothered.” You let out a big breath of air and your heads were shaking. You steadied them by forming them into fists. 

“Why do you need a shrink, you’ve got me to talk to?” 

“That’s not the same!” You and Stephanie yelled at the same time. You turned towards her and thanked her with a simple nod of the head. “I have to deal with losing my life and you know I struggle with depression. I need someone to talk to. Someone other than you.” 

“I didn’t realize this was so important to you.” He raked his fingers through his hair. “I’m sorry, mi vida. I’ll start looking tomorrow morning.” 

“Why couldn’t you be so forthcoming when I first asked you?” Coco walked towards you, pulling you into his arms. 

“I’m sorry, mi amor. I’ll try to listen more and help you out whenever you ask. But you need to learn to communicate. This whole thing could have been prevented if you just talked.” You nodded your head slowly. 

“You’re right. I’m sorry, too.” He smiled at you and bent down to kiss you, his arms encircling your body. 

“Now, do I get to take you home?” He asked, winking at you. A shy smile spread across your lips and you nodded at him. “I would like that.”

[ravennaortiz]

Love these!💜

Being Juice’s Old Lady would include…

- You two wouldn’t be this movie-like couple who had been highschool sweethearts or anything

- It all started pretty simple, you met at TM, where a friend brought you to a party but from there it went faster than you could have ever imagined

- Juice was head over heels for you, he could barely stop thinking about you for a minute. Luckily, it wouldn’t be much different for you

- After a bit over a year the two of you knew that what you had was special, and Juice asked you to marry him

- You married at the cottage with the club and your closest friends and family members and the day after your wedding you got your crow tattoo

- Your life together would be easy going and loving. Juice would tell you everything he could without putting you in danger. An agreement you both settled for after he came in the first time covered in blood that was certainly not his own

- Spending rainy Sundays cuddled up in bed, watching movies and eating junk food was one of your favourite guilty pleasures

- Juice would love to take you to club parties whenever you would agree to come, making everyone jealous by showing you off

- Though he would always make sure that you knew how much you actually meant to him, that he wouldn’t just want you as an arm candy

- He would bring you breakfast every time a run would take all night or pour you a bath after a long day 

- Juice would love your cooking! He had tried himself every now and then, but after terribly burned steaks and hard potatoes you two decided that cooking should probably remain your thing

- When you knew that Juice would have a long day at work or was too busy to take a break in time, you would sometimes bring over some home cooked food for the guys

- The other members, especially Chibs, would totally adore you. They would love your cooking and just in general what a sweet person you were

- Chibs always liked you best, also because he kept urging Juice on that very first party to finally get his ass up and talk to you

- Juice wanted to make sure you knew that you were the best thing that ever happened to him, which is why he surprised you to your first wedding anniversary with a tattoo of your name right above his heart

- You two would be loving and sweet with each other, yet neither of you would doubt the other’s strengh and that your partner would be there to have your back at any time

[gojuo]

Maybe I don't have text interpretation skills, but I never understand when people say that F&B is a book biased in favor of the greens. For the love of God, on the contrary, every time I read it, it's as if the author was inducing the reader to root for the blacks

Daemon is described more as a hero than anything. Not a hero who saves people like Superman, but the badass Greek hero who kills the monster

Gyldayn says that Jacaerys is a worthy heir to the throne, even though he insinuates all the time that he is a bastard

GRRM put the fandom's favorite houses on Rhaenyra's side

Baela e Rhaenys badass

Mushroom has a sympathy and affection for Rhaenyra that Eustace doesn't have for any of the Greens, he even calls Aemond a kinslayer

And this becomes more obvious when you think it's a medieval war of succession based on a fucking medieval succession and Rhaenyra had more allies, when that's completely unrealistic! No king would choose his daughter above his son! The Anarchy was between Matilda and Stephen, they were not brothers, Mathilda's brother died and that's why she became heiress! After all, a king would still prefer a daughter to a nephew!

The only thing we have is Aegon& Sunfyre bond being so strong and their will to survive and win

but that's going to be ruined in this shitty show that only makes what was bad worse

At this point, if anyone calls anything in F&B Green propaganda I'm just going to assume that 1. they have never read a single page of Fire & Blood, or 2. they're a Targ Stan so the worth of their opinions or critical analyses of the text amounts to a total of absolutely nothing before all else. GRRM did not sit there and write a 700-page lore book with no truth to it in any corner. If you have even a basic understanding of his themes and quirks, it's easy enough to figure out what he was going for in F&B. And yes, he leaves enough room in the text to leave the details hanging in the air for readers to make up their own canon, but he's not writing an outline of the story and its beats that's false. Because what is the point of wasting time and effort to write F&B then in the first place?

Even when you look at F&B in-universe ... Rhaenyra's son becomes king and her other son Hand for the next 40 or so years. Why would a historian risk their career by writing about how the king's late mother (whose death was a huge source of trauma to him) sucked major ass? It's more likely that accounts sympathetic to the Blacks survived rather than those that weren't. We even hear about Baelor burning Mushroom's Testimony (was probably Viserys who ordered it though) for revealing a lot of the things Rhaenyra did, like Brothel Queens. Gyldayn in the text often dismisses Mushroom's writings because they weren't repeated in or by other sources, but who is to say that those other sources weren't burned? There could have been dozens of other accounts confirming Mushroom's writings about the Blacks and Rhaenyra but just weren't lucky enough to survive Baelor's purge. Or you can rationalize it away by understanding that those accounts were either never written by authors or kept/maintained by lords because they were too afraid of the king's wrath. For every pro-Green Septon Eustace account there might as well have been multiple other pro-Green authors who weren't protected by the organization of the Faith and couldn't get off scot-free for talking shit about the king's mother.

Even as I say all that, it's important to remember that the main source for the Dance was written by a guy literally held in a dungeon cell by the Blacks awaiting trial. It's only logical to me that he thought being most favorable towards Rhaenyra and her cause would mean leniency. So if anyone thinks that Orwyle was biased against Team Black and was writing down some mad shit about Rhaenyra, then like I said, they've never read a single page of F&B in their life.

People often repeat the idiotic "Maesters wrote F&B so of course it's pro-Hightower Greens!" lie but this take is so braindead that it could only be the crazed utterings of a worthless Targ stan whose opinions one should never take seriously anyways. If the Citadel wanted to slander Rhaenyra so bad according to these Targ stans, then Gyldayn would have had a ton of material to work with. Instead, he has to rely on one High Septon, one captive held in the dungeons by the Blacks, and a sex-crazed literal court jester who was Rhaenyra's #1 fanboy. Where are these so-called sources written by Archmaester Greenyle, Archmaester Fuckblacks and Archmaester ThreesomeswithMushroomwascanonys then? The Hightowers during the Dance were pro-Green, but eventually they all died and Lyonel became lord, who is explicitly said to be under the influence of his pro-Black wife Samantha Tarly. Lyonel made peace with the Blacks and was approving of Aegon 3 ascending the throne. So if any maesters wanted to talk mad shit about Rhaenyra (the sitting king's MOTHER), pro-Black Samantha Tarly would have just told Lyonel to stop sending money to the Citadel, which would have scared them off because they'd know this would happen.

Gyldayn himself wrote F&B during Robert "Kill All Targaryens" Baratheon's reign. It makes the most sense to me that he isn't pro-Green or pro-Black in any way, rather he's just anti Targaryen.

[im-just-a-mississippi-girl]

Love it!!

The guys reactions to accidently hurting you- SONS Version

Chibs- "You broke my toes" you stated as the nurse wheeled you out of x-ray. "All of them. Our wedding is tomorrow Filip you continued in a monotone voice. Chibs cringed as he took in what you were saying. "I'm sorry kitten. I only meant to surprise you with my dance moves....I should have taken my boots off" he apologized as he knelt next to you and kissed your hand.

Halfsack- He has apologized a half dozen times as he presses the bag of frozen peas to your left cheek. He had only wanted to show you some self defense techniques like you had asked. He had not expected you to step forward when he swung at you while he was explaining how to duck. The sound of his fist hitting your soft skin almost made him vomit as the scene replayed for him. "I took that hit well I think" you murmured as you wiped away the last remaining tears making him snort. "You did cry less than most of people I hit" he joked as he kissed your forehead.

Happy- "So sorry baby girl" murmured Happy as he fed you ice cream in bed. "Its okay. Was an accident" you replied as you offered him a sincere smile. Your tough biker had taken your injury harder than you. The ribbing from the rets of the club had not helped either. "Should have explained the kickback better. Hell should not have let you try that gun. No need. Just thought you looked hot with it in your hands" ranted Happy before you cut him off with a kiss.

Jax- The silence as you made your way slowly through the clubhouse is honestly loud. Rolling your eyes you see Jax sitting at the head of the table alone. "I am going to start therapy and anger management classes" he stated when he saw you leaning against the door frame. "Yeah, good call. I know you were going for Happy. Weak as tables fault for collapsing under all our weight" you tried to joke. "Good news nothing broken on me at least. Bad news you fucked my crow tattoo up"

Juice-What was suppose to be tipsy, sexy time turned into tipsy where is our medical supplies quickly. He is beside himself as he holds gauze to your ass cheek. Your attempts at humor were not helping the guilt train he had himself on. "Baby, I'm good its not even bleeding" you laugh as you try and turn over on his lap but he keeps you firmly face down. Sighing you stop trying to move. "Juice it was a belt buckle. Not like you stabbed me or meant to do it. Can we please get back to what we were doing?" you pleaded as he mumbled sorry again.

Kozik- Sitting by your bedside he is somber. He cant help but replay the crash over and over again. Trying to decide what he could have done different. What if he hadn't grabbed your arm? Would you have been fine or would you have sailed over the side of the cliff? Was he going to fast? Should he have expected the drunk driver to be coming at you guys around the blind curve? "I'm sorry" he murmurs again as he kisses your hand. The doctors said you will be fine but he's not sure if he will.

Opie- He is beside himself, after the loss of Donna he cant believe he has love. He cant even bring himself to get on the ambulance and his phone call to Jax has the whole club screeching to a stop in front your house. "I killed her" he sobs as Jax kneels next to him. "She asked me to buy a step stool and I was like I'm a step stool. Lifted her up and lost my grip and she hit her head. Before Jax can say anything a paramedic is hovering. "Sir, your wife is demanding you get in the ambulance. She said and I quote stop acting like a blubbering mess or she will give you a reason to act like this."

Ratboy-He cant believe how dumb he was. Has suggested you break up with him a couple times as he carries you down the mountain the two of you had been hiking. You can walk and are fine. Its bruised and scraped knees not broken bones you had told him. "I'm sorry for proposing to you" he blurts out once you guys are at the car. "I mean I love you and want you forever but like for how I did it" he adds as you glare up at him.

Tig- "Well we all learned something today. There is a reason you use certain candles for wax play. Don't go cheap or you end up in the ER" stated Tig with a chuckle as he helped you onto your bed. Careful not to brush the burns on your back and hips. A low growl and the middle finger is all you offered your old man. Tig swallowed hard and sighed. "One day we will look back on tonight and laugh" he tried again as he squeezed one of your butt cheeks playfully. "Go away" you demanded.

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[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.

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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.

[witchthewriter]

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐬/𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞

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

a/n: all are sfw except for Tig’s, so minors ... don’t read Mr Trager’s part. Oh and swears

ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ    

𝑺𝑭𝑾🌿    

𝐉𝐚𝐱

・He loves dates outside. It doesn’t even have to be on the bike. You can take the car and he’ll have one hand on the steering wheel and the other on your thigh

・You never know when or where you’re going to stop. But it’s usually somewhere with a huge tree

・There’s a picnic blanket in the back, and when there isn’t, Jax lays out his jacket for you to sit down on 

・Jax always automatically lays his head in your lap and closes his eyes (but not before winking at you) 

・He isn’t falling asleep, only taking in the sun’s warmth and the softness of your thighs, basking in the feeling of contentedness 

・His ideal date is literally just spending time with you. Talking, not talking, joking around, delving deep... he just loves your personality. There’s no topic too outrageous or off-limits

・Jax would have your favourite drink; alcohol, energy drink, soda etc whatever you like. Alternatively, he would go through the drive through so that you can munch down together and look completely unattractive while tomato sauce drips down your chins 

・He doesn’t like restaurants because people are very judgemental, and he isn’t going to take off his cutte for anyone 

𝐎𝐩𝐢𝐞

・Didn’t really think about actual dates... you guys kinda just ... got into a relationship. 

・He didn’t need to woo you, he just knew who you were and wanted you

・It was the same with you; you knew Opie and wanted him. No frills, no dancing around the subject. 

・You were both very straightforward 

・But after being in a relationship for 6 months, you saw the other Sons’ relationships and brought it up with Opie - curiosity with how he would plan a date 

・He was a bit taken aback because he loves doing the mundane things with you; grocery shopping, bathing together, watching tv 

・But then he found this place, ax-throwing, and you were both so excited to go

・It ended up being one of your new favourite hobbies 

・And then the place had a separate section with a smashing section and GOD you two were there for hours

・It’s a weekly thing now 

・Even if the week hasn’t been too heavy, you still both want to go and let off some steam. Whether it’s because of something small ... or not 

𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐬

・Has dated a few women in his lifetime, but never loved one as much as Fiona. Until he met you. 

・You drew him in and he’s been loyal ever since; even on the road, with the crow-eaters, he’s never looked at anyone but you. 

・It may come as a surprise but Chibs is quite romantic. 

・Flowers, buying your favourite food, jewellery etc

・He knows that although it’s traditional, you still enjoy it. (And it’s not just roses and heart necklaces. He knows your favourite flowers and your taste in jewellery)

・You loved how he showered you with gifts, but you wanted to do something together 

・And that’s when you showed him brewery tours. 

・At first he didn’t like it (not a wine fan), but then you found one that was based on whiskey, rum - brown liquor, and he adored it 

・So basically his ideal date it getting drunk together?

・He also enjoyed going to a pub with you; it had the feeling of Scotland and Chibs was so excited to show you the similarities:

     “And that righ’ there sweetheart, all those pictures; they have ‘em in every pub back in Scotland-” 

𝐓𝐢𝐠 (NSFW! 18+!)

・Despises anything formal

・He doesn’t like the feeling of not being good enough to be in fancy places

・Plus, he just doesn’t think it’s “his style” 

・So a lot of your dates are spontaneous and always start on his bike (and ugh ... end in his bed) 

・Very sexual and cannot keep his hands off of you. Having alone time together is sparse since being apart of the club takes up most of his time

・Every night he gets to spend at home means a night full of love mak- okay it’s full of fucking. 

・Drive-ins are another of his favourite though

・When he was younger, he used to go when his home life got too rough. Some place to escape, and it was easier to sneak in than a movie theatre

・That’s where he likes to take you when you’v had a rough day. But he also has an extensive movie range. So when you can’t be bothered to go out, you just stay at home, snuggle up and have a movie marathon 

𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲

・Something low-key but sentimental 

・Happy doesn’t have a lot of money, but it doesn’t stop him from creating a romantic atmosphere. 

・He’s one of the more emotionally charged Sons

・Not afraid to show his affection and love for you

・Happy first arrives by bike out the front with a bouquet of (stolen) flowers, a helmet for you and a backpack with drinks and food. 

・He takes you to ‘the look out’. It’s on the outskirts of Charming that overlooks the woods and houses below 

・He has a blanket, gives you his jacket and asks about your day while setting everything up

・You know he cares he’s put a lot of thought into it 

・Maybe it isn’t a fancy restaurant, and the food isn’t 5 stars, but you know that he put a lot of effort into it 

・On special occassions like being together for a certain amount of months/years. Happy will take on extra work/shifts so he can saved up a bit of money and take you somewhere fancy

・Not just a nice restaurant, but a hotel for a few nights. 

・When you enter the hotel room, he runs the bath for the two of you. Afterwards you order room service and have it sitting in bed, white robes on, watching a rom com (he lets you choose from ‘This Means War,’ ‘Mr & Mrs Smith’, ‘Pride & Prejudice’ or ‘Leap Year’)

𝐉𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐞

・A lot of thought is put into his dates. More so than the others

・You are the light of his life, and contrary to the others, you’re more important that the club

・So his ideal date foremost, is uninterrupted by a call from Clay

・With you and him taking a trip somewhere out of Charming, possibly near a beach or somewhere exotic

・See, Juice can be very romantic, once he gets over his nervousness around you (it took a year into your relationship for him not to stumble over his words. You thought he had a stutter, but it was because he’s so anxious about you leaving him)

・He packs everything; orderly and neatly. 

・Not forgetting anything of importance. If you take medication, than he has extra just in case, obviously extra pairs up underwear, because Juice too does that thing (you know what I’m talking about)

・Oh, and he wants everything to be a surprise. So he makes sure that your work has given you time off 

・And he has at least three of your favourite things; a book, a figet toy, a puzzle, a gameboy, whatever it is - he has it all ready for you while you’re waiting for your plane 

・Gives you the window seat, has ear plugs for you when you take off and land because of the pressure 

・If you’re a nervous flyer than he never leaves your side, holds your hand the entire time and 

[samcrosfaith]

hey! I could use some help, please! 🖤🍒

For a new Sons of Anarchy fanfiction I'm looking for a faceclaim (female / 25-30 years old / preferably blonde or ginger) but I just can't find THE one. Please just drop all the names of celebrities, actresses etc that you can come up with. It would help me a lot. Thank you 🥰

[alatismeni-theitsa]

https://www.lifo.gr/stiles/optiki-gonia/kaos-einai-i-shesi-mas-me-ti-mythologia

Can they stop with modern labels? Every time they try to say that ancient Greece was a queer paradise where it was far from this.

It was criticised in society unless the man was powerful and rich. Like it was a tiny minority and they create this narrative of ancient Greece have over 50% being queer or something.

It's time for our xenoi friends and followers to learn another Greek term. Xenolatreia. It means "worship of anything foreign (mainly from the western countries)", which is a widespread phenomenon among Greeks for the past 2 centuries. It's the following sentiment: "Anything that comes out of western countries is good and it should be praised because we here in Greece are a bunch of illiterate monkeys who live on trees, and cannot see the Deeper Message our Superior Westerners show."

Lifo has had some decent articles over the years but this one reeks of xenolatreia. Lifo supports that the Greeks hate the series because it has queer people in it. so it goes on a campaign to show that Greek mythology had queer people. Which, sure, I don't disagree, but it misses the point. While some Greeks surely have been offended just by the existence of queerness, Lifo misses the REAL reason why Greeks in large felt their mythology was butchered by KAOS. They even wrote it in the article themselves:

"Zeus is a paranoid authoritarian dictator in mid-life crisis who fears losing his power and murders his aides to vent. Hera is a promiscuous goddess who repeatedly betrays Zeus and has mutilated mute priestesses for protection. Dionysos is a spoiled and immature zoomer who, apart from pranks, indulges in orgies with all genders. Poseidon a sadistic god of the sea, who tortures the crew on his ship for fun. Prometheus is gay and killed his lover so he could overthrow Zeus. Orpheus is a famous pop singer and Eurydice does not love him. Theseus is black and gay. The Erinyes are tough-as-nails mechs that look like they stepped out of 'Sons of Anarchy'. The Fates resemble a three-member jury in a talent show. The Trojans are a terrorist group that acts against the gods. Crete is more reminiscent of California than the Mediterranean."

Queer and diverse identities in general are nothing bad. The way KAOS mixed everything into a salad is the real bad thing, and the showrunners hide behind the queer representation when they are met with any other kind of criticism. It's the same tactic Lifo follows here. Only extremely stupid people would have an issue if Ganymees and Zeus were a couple in the show when it was also a part of our mythology. The problem about KAOS for the larger population is not the queerness.

Lifo continues:

The idea we have of Greek myths is, at best, a jumble of bits and pieces created by the Greek school: Zeus has sexual relations with mortals, Hera is jealous, Dionysus engages in revelry, Persephone for some reason resides in Hades , a bird eats the flesh of Prometheus, Aphrodite is the most beautiful and Athena the wisest of the bunch, Artemis hunts, Apollo plays the lyre: a very general and vague idea, much more chaotic than the mixing of myths which "Kaos" attempts.

What a shitty argument. Did you pay any attention in school, I wonder?? Do you know that we know our myths also outside the Greek school and that the Greek school teaches based on the ancient sources, and we often read the ancient text itself?? Also, no, the situation here is not more absurd than what KAOS does. The mythology is what it is. KAOS takes an already established thing and makes a turd out of playdoh.

Instead, we demand that a series aiming for commercial appeal follow our preferred script line and stay true to what? In our own obsessions, revisions, angulations and Christian puritanisms?

To our freaking culture, dear Lifo. To the myths we wrote and passed down for two and a half millennia, dear Lifo. They are fairly widespread and they are very difficult to get wrong.

[jotun-philosopher]

Brother Aziraphale: some interesting parallels

I got a bit into the Brother Cadfael mysteries by Ellis Peters and their mid-90s TV adaptation a couple of months ago, and my GO-saturated brain being what it is, I started picking out some fun coincidental parallels :D

On with the rambling!

Some background: the Cadfael stories are historical mysteries set during the Anarchy, a civil war waged between 1138 and 1153 by King Stephen and his cousin Empress Maud (aka Matilda), King Henry I's only legitimate son having died in the White Ship disaster of 1120. It's a fascinating period in English history that's criminally under-represented in popular culture. The books are extremely well-researched in their historical detail and are worth reading for that alone even if mysteries aren't quite your thing; the TV series is a tad variable in its level of faithfulness to the books, but it's good solid television with some excellent performances (see below for my favourite).

Cadfael himself, a Welshman by birth, is a former soldier and sea captain, having taken part in the First Crusade and travelled extensively in the Middle East and other places, learning medicine and generally gaining a great deal of worldly experience, before returning to England in his forties and taking the cowl, becoming the apothecary at the Abbey of St Peter and St Paul. His greater experience of the world and particular views on justice and fair play (which seem anachronistic but are actually neo-Aristotelian; perfectly accurate for the time period and character backstory) tend to clash with the other monks, who took their Benedictine vows much earlier in life and so tend to be less wordly and more doctrinaire. Cadfael is fiercely intelligent and compassionate, and if presented with a choice will always go for doing the good thing as opposed to the lawful thing, as he understands them. Luckily for him, though, he doesn't have to contend with Metatron-esque arseholes overmuch; the two abbots he serves under in the stories, Heribert and Radulfus, are very firmly reasonable authorities.

So now to those parallels I mentioned!

Cadfael:

Former soldier, still fully capable of defending himself or others in a fight

Considerable worldly experience and very well-travelled; consequently well-acquainted with human nature in all its facets and frailty

Has much to do with a literal garden, used for medicinal plants

Part of a religious order/organisation that is, all things considered, fairly healthy

Intelligent, compassionate and open-minded, which sometimes puts him mildly at odds with the other monks

Prefers to do what is good rather than simply following the rules

Welshman, played on TV by an English actor

Aziraphale:

Likewise a former soldier and fully capable of physically defending himself or others should it become necessary (see here for some of my analysis/speculation on this)

Considerable experience of the world through having been living there since the literal start, and is accordingly well-travelled; very familiar with humans and human nature

Is connected to both a literal garden and more metaphorical ones; the 'medicinal herbs' he grows in the latter are likewise metaphorical ( @vidavalor has a great deal of very good meta on gardens in GO; this post is a good recent example)

Teeeeeeeeeeeeeechnically part of a religious organisation, but one that's so ghastly that 'unhealthy' barely scratches the surface

Intelligent, compassionate and open-minded; the ways this puts Azzy at odds with Heaven are literally the whole dang plot! XD

Prefers doing true and genuine good, and [bleep] Heavenly Rules -- though Az seems fairly law-abiding wrt human laws that aren't complete [excrement]

Technically English, portrayed on TV by a Welsh actor

And one final thing -- the scene in 'One Corpse Too Many' (the first episode of the Cadfael TV show) that establishes Cadfael's character for the audience is one that I particularly like because it's awesome in its own right, and also because the first time I saw it, my whole brain went, "Yep, that's what Aziraphale would do!" In the scene in question, Cadfael intervenes to protect a vagrant who's being hassled by a jerkass soldier of King Stephen, then calmly, politely, wordlessly, and with great economy of action disarms said soldier with his bare hands -- see the gifs below:

And if you're thinking, "Hang on a mo'! That guy looks familiar!", then yes, you are absolutely correct! The first time I saw the cover of my grandmother's Cadfael DVD boxset, I actually had a bit of a knee-jerk fear reaction -- as in, reflexively yeeted myself halfway across the living room backwards -- simply because Derek Jacobi's performance in The Final Fifteen was just that effective! (Nothing was bruised except my dignity, and the only witnesses were a cat or two, who've so far kept quiet about it) He is just as skilled at playing good/heroic characters as he is at portraying terrifyingly evil villains :D

It's impossible to say, now, whether or not Terry Pratchett was consciously influenced by the Cadfael Chronicles when working up Aziraphale's character, but given that he was a voracious reader and Brother Cadfael made his print debut in 1977, it's reasonable to assume that he was at the very least aware of them. Certainly, they were a part of the referential sea in which he was swimming while writing Good Omens -- and I bet you anything the Ineffable Husbands like the books as well! (I'm less certain about whether they'd watch the TV series, though, given the lead actor's uncomfortable resemblance to the Metatron)

Thanks for reading!

[ravennaortiz]

Awww 💜

Juice seeing you cry for the first time would include…

- Seeing you cry would be the absolute worst thing he could imagine

- Juice would feel helpless and frustrated, not really knowing what he can do at first, though it would obviously depend on the situation

- If you would be crying because of something he said or did during a fight, he’d be a wreck

- His eyes would probably water himself when he would try to assure you that he never meant to take it that far. He would promise to make it up and ask if you’d want him to stay somewhere else for the night

- When you were crying because of something not related to him, he would get a little angry at first. Like who or what in the world dare to make you suffer?

- He would try to calm you down, wrapping you in his arms or carrying you to the couch if you weren’t already there

- Juice would let you cry as much as you want, gently stroking your hair and laying soft kisses on top of your head while he’d tell you that it’s going to be okay and how much he loves you

- When you were slowly starting to calm down a bit he would wrap you in a blanky and take you to the kitchen, getting you your favourite cookies and something warm to drink

- He would spend the rest of the day cuddling at home with you, watching stupid movies to try and make you smile at least a little bit

(requested because y’all obviously want to break my heart)

[ravennaortiz]

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Below you will find the list of men and women who call Charming home and their stories!

Chibs

HalfSack

Happy

Jax

Juice

Kozik

Opie

Ratboy

Tig

Charlotte "Charlie" Teller OC

Chloe Morrow OC

Cori Lowman OC

Cruella Morrow OC

Kara Kozik OC

Morgana Telford

Nova Morrow OC

Nyx OC

Piper Kay Winston OC

Raven "Ray" Trager OC

Reverie Winston OC

Rockette "Rocky" Teller OC

Rosa "Ro" Lowman OC

Scarlett "Scar" Teller OC

Stormie "Storm" Rayne Epps OC

Trinity Ortiz OC

Victoria Lewis OC

WidowMaker OC

Stories/Series that have multiple main characters

Not What It Seems- Mystery Series

Halloween 2023

Tales of a Free Use Old Lady

His Old Lady, His Lover Universe

Best Friends Daughter

Juicy January Masterlist

Below you will find the men and women who call Santo Padre home and their stories!

Angel

Bishop

Bottles

Coco

Creeper

EZ

Gilly

Guero

Manny

Daniela"Dani" Reyes OC

Ember Alvarez

Guadalupe "Lupe" Mendoza OC

Josiah AKA Lil Joey OC

Julieta Mendoza OC

Katalina Moreno-Losa OC

Liliana Mendoza OC

Milicent Ramirez OC

Rosaria "Rose" Cruz OC

Stories/Series that have multiple main characters

Christmas 2023

The One Universe

Second Chances Universe

When Charming and Santo Padre collide beautiful things happen!

Below you will find series that span both worlds!

3:The Magic Number Series

Hate Me, Love Me Series

Raising Girls Series

Headcanons/Preferences Page

Text Convos Page

Two Worlds Universe Masterlist

2024 Mystery Birthday Bingo Masterlist-

Ravennas Collections Masterlist

Choose your own adventure

Leather and Fur Universe

Trick or Treat Stories 2024

Halloween 2024 Bingo Masterlist

Give Heaven Some Hell Series

Lone Live Cowgirls Series

The Elevator Chronicles

500 Follower Event Masterlist

Fruit Rollup Shenanigans Masterlist

[wonderboygenius]

Lucy in the Sky (in Charming)

here is part 2 of this small 2 parter fic! Link to Part 1

Fandom: Sons of Anarchy Pairing: Jax Teller/Happy's Sister Rating: M Part 2 of 2 Light smut, comedy

Smut right at the start! MDNI; 18+ to read. Minors Do Not Interact

Synopsis: Lucia, Happy's baby sister is coming to scope out Charming. Once Happy gave the all clear, bets are taken on which Son will bag a Killer's sister.

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Lucia woke up, seeing the light streaming in from the tall and thin windows in her bedroom. She moaned slightly from the slight pang from the sun rays coloring her closed vision in red. She grunted as she felt the strong arm around her waist tighten. She felt the man behind her roll his hips into hers. She could feel his hard dick in the large curved crevice of her ass, causing her core to tremble with want. She moaned louder. “Again?” Her voice cracked. 

"Mmm," the man groaned affirmatively. He ran his calloused and rough hands over her supple soft skin. "You wore me out last night, but you won't be able to wear me out this morning, Lucy," he grazed his teeth across her earlobe. He smirked in her neck as he heard her sweet gasp as he licked and sucked at her neck.

Lucia softly started rolling her hips to meet the Son she spent the night with. Her body felt sore in all the right places, but her skin still buzzed as the man touched her. She still wanted him. How? She thought she would've fucked him out of her system by now, but instead it only made her desire him more. Her breath hitched as she felt his hand grasp her breast and play with her nipple softly. She whimpered. "Please?" His gruff voice sent pulses straight to her clit and throbbing lips.

“Can you even handle it?” The man pried the thin sheet from her hands, before lifting his heavy hand and slapping Lucia’s ass. 

“Jax! Fuck!” Lucia shrieked, surprised by how immediately wet she felt herself. She knew she liked it rough, but she didn’t know she would like this type of confident rough possession that the blond man put on her. 

Jax rubbed at the heated and puffed skin that he just slapped. “Oh, I’m sorry,” he cooed in her ear. He smirked, biting his lip as he watched Lucia’s ass rub up against his hard dick. He groaned as she shook her ass cheeks, trying and successfully, placing his dick in between her ass cheeks. 

Lucia bit her lip deeply as she felt his hard but smooth dick lazily thrusted up and down through her wetness and lips. The more he thrusted, the more her thick honey spread, causing her to wind her hips against his in an effort to get him as close to her entrance as they both could. “Please, Jax,” she turned her head, her wide eyes staring at this Roman god of a man. She could feel her heart beating in her chest, neck, temples, clit as she felt the intensity of the blue eyes staring her down. She felt his intense gaze devouring her face and body with the rich sexual tension building, the noises of their pants, groans, wood rocking, the bed and sheets rustling all combining to cloud everything around her. She very slowly grinded her hips into his, taking control of the speed. “Slow this morning please,” she asked sweetly, a smile on her lips. “I can’t take too much screaming or talking anymore, Jax,” she admitted. 

Jax threw his head back and chuckled, his hips adapting to her painfully slow speed. He wasn’t too used to fucking slow, he much preferred fast, rough, and hard. He liked it once in a while. But after multiple rounds with Lucia since he first got the greenlight from Tig, he could admit, she wore him out.

The VP beat Juice and Chibs to the punch, almost immediately approaching her after Tig's corny ass joke.

Lucia made the VP of SAMCRO work for it, not letting any of the men know who she chose until she covertly snuck up on Jax and whispered in his ear to meet her at her place in exactly 17 minutes if he wanted one night with her. He’ll give it to her. She knew how to make something so public so private. They both knew that those in the clubhouse knew by now that Lucia and Jax slipped away one after another. But it wasn’t a dramatic scene like Jax, and the club, was used to having. 

“I got ya, darlin’. I’ll get you there, you know I will,” Jax reached in between them to grab his throbbing hard dick. With gentle purpose, he navigated his head between her thick lips and into the warm velvet. He felt electricity once he slipped part of his tip in. “Baby, you gotta help me; you’re so fucking wet,” he bit at her ear, kissing down to her neck as he kissed and sucked, knowing from last night how much she liked it. 

Lucia nodded furiously as she moaned her approval. She shifted and angled her body, spreading her legs further. She felt Jax’s arm grab her thigh and throw it over his hip, opening her up. She reached down to her wet pussy and opened herself up feeling Jax slide his tip in. She reached behind her to grab at Jax’s long blond hair and pulled him towards her. “Fuck me good and hard, Jax. But go easy on me,” she demanded, a whine at the end of her lip. 

Jax smirked, thrusting powerfully once into her warm and wet pussy. He kissed down her cheek, smiling slightly as his lips connected with hers. God, this girl could read his mind. He continued his slow and powerful thrusts, his hand that was underneath her, going around her neck and slightly squeezing. He gave a particularly good slow deep thrust.  

“Papi, fuck!” Lucia rapsed out surprisingly. “Mmm,” she rolled her hips painfully slowly, but circling her hips. She smiled as she heard Jax curse at her ministrations. "You're so fucking good, Jax, dios mio," she whimpered.

Jax thrusted harder hearing the beginning of Spanish fall from her lips. He knew from last night that if he got her to a certain zone, she would spill the sexiest sounding words out of her mouth. "Yeah? You want more?" He adjusted himself slightly to insert himself deeper into the woman. "Fuuuuuck," he groaned in her ear. Baby girl had a praise kink that went both ways. She loved to be heard and to hear her partner. Jax was more than willing to oblige, especially since they had the privacy of her house. He gripped her hip tighter as he slowly, but firmly, thrusted into her.

Lucia let out a high pitched whine as Jax fucked her slow and deep. She felt his strong hand at her hip, his pants and groans in her ear in between his licks on her neck. "Fuck, Papi, por favor. Yo nunca sabia que algiuen me puede sentir asi. Coño, Jax," her accent hissed the last letter of his neck.

"Fucking shit, sugar. Roll over," Jax pushed on her shoulder, guiding her to her stomach. He lifted himself up by his arms as his hips deeply and in staccato met Lucia's firm and plump ass. "Jesus Christ, this fucking ass, sugar. I've never seen any girl take my dick like you can," he growled out, grinding his hips at the end.

Lucia wailed out a low moan. "Papi, please, please, please," she chanted. She reached behind her. "I need to feel you," she whimpered.

"Baby, I don't wanna suffocate you," Jax hitched out as he continued his lazy thrusts.

Lucia groaned. "Fuck that shit, Jax," her normally masked accent was gone. "I'm not a fucking twig. I need to fucking feel you," she scratched and pulled at his arm until she felt most of his body weight. She guided his hands to her ass. "Like this, Papi."

Jax leaned his forehead in her shoulder and (he would deny this until his grave) whimpered as he felt the deepest he'd ever been in someone. "Lucy--" he strained. He attempted a short thrust and his balls tingled. "Shit, I'm gonna bust."

"Deep and hard, Papi. You'll get me there," Lucia panted, her furrowed brows covered in sweat. She could feel him everywhere; in her, on her, around her. She could hear him, smell him. She was right there.

"Damn right," Jax told her, shifting their bodies to prepare the bed for the onslaught about to begin.

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Lucia giggled as Jax kissed all over her neck after he placed her necklace on for her. “Stop! I told you no visible marks.” She bit her lip shyly as she felt him pull her hips into his. She smiled as his hands wrapped around her waist. 

“How am I supposed to walk around knowing you’re a fucking sex goddess and you have my marks underneath all of this,” Jax lifted his hands and cupped her covered breasts. He nipped at her neck lightly. “You’re so beautiful, Lucy,” he looked at her through her mirror. 

Lucia gave him a smile. “You can lay off, Prince Charming, you got in my panties already.” She leaned her head back, relaxing in his grip. She knew she could trust him. She could always trust a Son. 

“Yeah, but I want some more,” Jax squeezed her gently. “Plus I do wanna get to know you. I heard you and my mom are conspiring to get Happy to Charming.” 

Lucia grinned largely. “Yeah. I wanna settle down and be around Happy. Gemma’s gonna endear me to Charming and if I like it enough; I’m staying here. I told her she’s got the entirety of my vacation to convince me.” 

“So I got two weeks to fuck you and get you to stay too?” Jax grinned pervertedly. 

Lucia turned in his arms. “You got two weeks to play with me. After that, we’ll see how much more time you get. Deal?” 

Jax was a bit taken aback. She was essentially offering to just be no strings attached fuck buddies. She wouldn’t ask about Wendy or anything else. 

“But while we’re fucking, I’m the only one you’re fucking okay?” Lucia grabbed his chin tightly. “I’m greedy; I don’t share, unless I wanna have a really fun night and…” she trailed off, biting her lip teasingly, her doe bedroom eyes melting the Charming native’s sensualness. 

“And…?” Jax asked. 

“I like women, a lot. But I also love this a lot,” Lucia grasped at his clothed covered groin. “You just so happened to hook me first in Charming. If you be a good boy and gain my trust, I’ll pick a nice Cara Cara girl that we both like to take home for the night,” she blinked, suddenly feeling a vibration of anxiousness flowing from her spine. She didn’t know how he would take that information. Most men in her life took that information and used it as an excuse to blame their cheating on. That was why she prefered dating women before men. But she picked what Charming had to offer her. 

Jax’s cocky smirk turned into a genuine smile as he saw how nervous the normally confident woman got. It was a nice sight to see and he liked that he was one of the few to see this side of her. Jax never really liked sharing shiny new things in his life. “Babe, if you’re saying that if I keep my dick to loyal to you and only you, when the mood strikes you, I get to either see you with another hot chick or get to be involved with you and another hot chick sometime in the next two weeks? I can fucking manage that,” he told her honestly. At the brown skinned woman’s sigh, and her downturned head, Jax gently squeezed at her waist, causing her to look up at him. “Look…I’m not looking for anything serious right now. You know I got a lot going on.” There, he finally alluded to his personal life. “You just wanna have some fun for two weeks. I don’t really wanna chase a croweater every night. I know that I want you and I’ll do what it takes to not fuck up. I’ll make you a deal,” he started. “We do this shit with your rules, then when you make your decision on whether or not you’re staying, we’ll see if we can take this shit seriously. But not now; we both don’t wanna think about that now, right?” He tucked his chin to his chest, lowering his head to make eye contact with Lucia. 

The woman pursed her lips, hiding her grin but failing. Lucia nodded demurely, smiling up at Jax. 

“Now can I kiss you?” Jax sounded exasperated but merry, his lips upturned in a teasing smirk. 

Lucia tapped her lips with her index finger’s nail extension. She smiled into the kiss Jax landed on her lips. “Alright, alright, I’m sure you got shit to do. Gemma’s taking me to look at houses here and nearby. If I don’t stay in Charming, I want to be under an hour away just in case. I can still take care of my mom that way, but also pull Happy closer to Charming.” 

Jax nodded. “Gemma’s really good at helping out with that shit. You mind coming back for a lunchtime date?” he lightly thrusted his hips against her body. 

Lucia giggled. “Text me what time and I’ll meet you back here. I’ll tell Gemma that I feel sick or something. Or that I got called in for an emergency at work.” 

Jax’s chuckles filled the natural sunlit room. “Gemma’s not gonna fall for that shit.” 

“Yes, she is,” Lucia raised an eyebrow. “I’m the Vice President of my company. It’s plausible that I’d get called for an emergency especially right at the start of my vacation. Just don’t make it too often, amànte. Use that card when you want.” 

“You trying to make me fall in love with you?” Jax quipped. 

“Do you know how many men I’ve heard that from after one night with me?” Lucia shot back. She laughed innocently. “I’m not being cocky, but I know not only am I amazing in bed, but I’m a pretty amazing woman too. That doesn’t mean I’m not a complicated person.” 

“Lucy, you’re talking to the goddamn King of complicated here,” Jax gave a goofy smile. “We’ll cross that redwood when we get there.” 

Silence. 

“You’re so fucking corny, Jax!”

Lucia’s musical giggles and Jax’s deep chuckles filled the room. 

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“Okay I can’t fucking take it, I’ve been silent for the past five houses, and now we’re back at the shop. You fucked Jax didn’t you?” Gemma turned to Lucia from her seat behind the wheel of her iconic black cadillac. They just parked in the car side of the lot. She had a giant grin on her face. She knew she saw Lucia flirting with Chibs, Juice, and Jax last night at the clubhouse. As the Old Lady to the President, she stayed at parties until her husband left or told her to leave; it was a symbolic show of his power, and by extension hers. Normally she and Clay had just left Jax to deal with that responsibility as Vice President considering he spent most of his nights at his clubhouse dorm anyways. But she kept an eye on Jax and noticed he wasn’t at the clubhouse anymore. A quick time later, she realized Lucia was missing too. Slowly throughout the night, the word about Lucia and Jax got around, but no one knew for sure if they’d hooked up (but everyone was pretty damn sure). 

Lucia had a satisfied grin on her face. “I’m surprised you lasted this long, Gemma.” 

“Fuck off, spill,” Gemma rolled her eyes, a small smile on her face. She heard a tap from the window behind her and saw Clay at her door. She smiled as her husband opened the door for her. “Why’d you order us lunch?” 

Clay embraced his wife in his arms as he turned her slightly towards the motorcycle side of the parking lot. “Wait…” he whispered in her ear. “And look around,” he pointed out. 

Juice was tinkering away lightly on an engine in the car area. Chibs was out having a smoke. The mechanics lingered a bit. Lucia made her way to the other side of the car, standing besides the President and Queen of SAMCRO. Some of the croweaters that hung around on their days off or just because also tittered nearby. Pigeons and crows hung and twittered on telephone wires and poles. As far as everyone knew, they weren’t expecting to see Gemma and Lucia pull in. It filled the air with baited excitement. They were waiting. 

The normal light classic rock echoed from the shop’s outside speakers towards the concrete and metal lot. The occasional chatter, cars driving by, clanking of metal and tools adlibbed to the score. The sudden nervous excitement increasing as the door to the clubhouse opened, Jax walking out of it with a cigarette hanging from his lips. He walked with a confident aura that didn’t feel fake, just natural. The motorcycle world’s James Dean. 

The cigarette in between Jax’s lips shook as he laughed, taking in the dramatic confrontation. Sometimes his life felt like a show. He lazily walked up to his mother, giving her a kiss on the cheek. “Gemma,” he greeted. He looked down at Lucia, a smirk on his lips. “Lucy,” he nodded his chin at her, his eyes devouring her. 

“Jax,” Lucia bit her lip, raising her eyebrow at him. 

Jax grabbed the back of her neck and placed a bruising kiss on her lips. He pulled away slightly, keeping their lips connected. “I got a weekend off and I’m skipping the run. I missed you too much and I need all the time I can get with you.” He kissed her again. He felt the brief tension of the garage as he knew they saw Happy walk behind Jax. But Jax wasn’t an idiot. He’d talked to Happy once he saw him at the garage this morning. He didn’t want the killer to be blindsided. 

Lucia nodded. “Okay. Just tell me when,” she smiled. 

“How’d house hunting go?” Jax stepped to the side, but kept an arm around her waist. 

“She liked a few houses, but she’s really looking for one like Happy’s,” Gemma’s voice almost broke in happiness. She was able to contain herself for her own reputation’s sake. 

“That’s gonna be hard to find around here, Cici,” Happy’s raspy voice joined the four. “My house is the only one that looks like that.” He knew what Lucia wanted in a house. She loved the Spanish style that he had. But she wasn’t gonna find that in Charming. “If you like it here so much, just build yourself a house. I’ll help out and you can live with me until it’s done. You can work anywhere right?” 

Stunned to her core, Lucia nodded slowly, her face fixed in a masked expression. “You would be fine if I lived here?” 

“Yeah, I can either commute or easily transfer to SAMCRO if I really need to. I just want you in the same state as Ma,” Happy admitted. 

“You willing to stop being Nomad then?” Lucia jutted her chin at her brother. “I’ll move in with you while I’m building, if you ask to run SAMCRO.”

"Yeah. Now figure the shit out, I got a jeep to fix," Happy, a man of few words, stamped his approval. It was done.

Jax looked down at Lucia and gave her a lecherous grin.

It was something the club was used to seeing on his face.

But they were shocked as Lucia returned his lustful gaze with one of pure seduction, bedroom eyes and bitten bottom lip included. They all laughed as Jax's face dropped in pure shock, awe, and raunchy desire.

Happy tried to bite back his grin at his sister's laughs harmonizing with everyone else's as Jax unceremoniously threw the woman over his shoulder and marched straight into the clubhouse glaring at anyone that dared get in his way. This is why he wanted to delay moving to Charming. He knew Lucia and Jax were the same exact person. He wanted to avoid complications but after seeing his sister so joyously happy, he couldn't remember why waited so long.

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Who would you cast as a live-action Brotherhood trio?

MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM I HAVE INDEED THOUGHT ABOUT THIS!!! (Thank you for asking!)

Okay, first of all: Hector

I think my first choice to cast for live-action Hector would be his voice actor, Kim Coates.

Kim has a reputation for portraying characters that are super intimidating, legitimately insane, and chock full of conviction - most notably Tig Trager from Sons of Anarchy. I've watched a couple interviews/promos that Kim has done for other projects, and he's also an animal lover (a dog-lover at the very least). He prefers playing villains/antagonists who don't see themselves as the "bad guy" because they genuinely believe in whatever their personal cause is. (Huge Hector vibes already, lol.)

And visually I think he could TOTALLY pull it off - just give him longer hair and edit his eye color to match Hector's. And he'd look PERFECT in the fur mantle, tunic, leggings, boots, and gloves! (Forgive me for doing such a crappy job of visualizing this XD)

I think the only problem with casting Kim Coates as live-action Hector is that it would be a VERY physically demanding role. I haven't seen a ton of Kim's filmography, so I'm not sure how well he could pull off the gymnastic moves Hector is know for - let alone tightrope-walking between a sprinting rhino and a speeding caravan. He'd probably need a stunt double to handle the more physically intense side of the role.

Second up: Adira

As much as I would *love* to have Kelly Hu portray live-action Adira, her physical profile doesn't match up enough. While Adira's voice and physical profile are both pretty iconic parts of her character, I feel like it would be better to err on the physical side.

I did a little digging, and I think the person most physically attuned to portray live-Action Adira would be Chunri Kim, who's know as "The Female Korean Hulk."

I'm not kidding, LOOK AT THIS WOMAN'S PHYSIQUE:

I have no idea what her acting skills are like, but she's got the body to bring Adira to life. Just imagine her in Adira's outfit from the show, with the facepaint and a white wig!!! 🤩🤩🤩

And finally: Quirin

Honestly I haven't given Quirin's live-action version any thought until now. 😅 And I have to admit my first thought for casting live-action Quirin is Gerard Butler. Because I saw the trailer for the live-action HTTYD movie for the first time to today, and Gerard will be playing live-action Stoick. (Varian and Hiccup are pretty similar so...🤣🤣🤣)

And as a bonus: Edmund!

Ideally I would cast his voice actor, Bruce Campbell, to play live-action Edmund. He embodies both the silliness and earnestness of Edmund's character even in live action roles (see his performance below from The Librarians: And Santa's Midnight Run, where Bruce plays the rogue Santa Claus that can't keep his plethora of iterations in check during a top-secret, magical mission)

If Bruce Campbell wasn't interested/available, I would *seriously* consider casting Colin Metzger as live-Action Edmund (aka @voicemonsteredits on TikTok/Instagram):