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Hey! Im the one who requested Juice with a dinner date. Maybe the reader is a bit shy, likes books and art. Thanks!!!
Hiya! Perfect 😊
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REQUESTS ARE CLOSED!
REQUESTS ARE OPEN!
Hiya! My requests are officially open. I write for the following Sons of Anarchy characters:
Jax Teller
Chibs Telford
Happy Lowman
Opie Winston
Juice Ortiz
Tig Trager (????)
As well as Mayans characters
EZ Reyes
Angel Reyes
Miguel Galindo
Johnny "Coco" Cruz
Some might be a challenge to write, but I'm always up for the challenge! Look forward to all your requests!
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Hii I’m the one who requested the Jax x reader fic, just make the reader female haha, idk what else to add xx
Alright my hon 😂
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Omg I’m having some sexy Juice with drawl here! Could you write where Juice is trying to impress the reader (they started dating) with a fancy home cooked dinner, a movie and some sexy time. It’s up to you if you wanted it to be good or bad 😆. Just as long as it has a happy ending. Love ya!
Hiya hon! I love ya too! 😘 Yes, this!!! I will add it to the request list, hope I can do it justice! Is there anything you want me to add to make it personal to you?
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First of all, this is beautifully written, like... seriously 😍👏🏽 I enjoyed every second of reading this! If you are a Jax girl, you should definitely read this. Perfectly captures the essence of Jax post Tara and Gemma! Not to yell at anybody but seriously, READ THIS!
Okay, I'm done haha
Worlds Away | Jax Teller
Fic for the wonderful @hotdamnhunnam and her 1k follower celebration 🎊. I’m very late to this and I know you’re closer to 2k followers by now but congratulations my lovely ❤️, you deserve all this love!!! For this super fun challenge my prompts are Jax Teller + really rough sex + intense possessive/jealousy + breeding kink. I’m firmly a reader of Charlie smut as opposed to a writer, but this awesome celebration and kink prompts had me in the mood to write a fic (and I’m super scared to put this out here 🙈). This was supposed to be around 1k of a smut scene but when I started writing this, I’m also on an SoA rewatch which gave me an idea for a plot and I thought it would work well with these prompts … so 1k turned into 5k 🙃
Pairing: Jax Teller x F!Reader
Fic summary: Set in a post 7x12 world: Tara’s gone, Gemma’s gone. Jax stays as President of SAMCRO. Y/N’s job brings her to Charming from time to time where she meets Jax. Unable to resist the mutual attraction, they fall into a just-sex arrangement. But she’s become more than just sex for him, and the main premise of this fic is Jax battling with his deepening feelings for her and with his decision to either finally leave MC life or to stay
Author’s note: In this fic y/n’s a doctor. This isn’t supposed to bear any similarities to Tara or Jara. I made her a doctor because I felt like this gave a natural way for her to meet Jax whilst also playing into her having her own world that’s very different to his. Also, I don’t live in America so some hospital vocab might be different but I’ve tried to use the same terms since this fic is based where Jax Teller’s stunning 🍑 lives 😅
Themes: Angst, smut
Warnings: 18+ only, smut, unprotected p in v, car sex, swearing, angst
Word count: 5.1k
He can’t stand anything these days. Not the reflection of the soulless man staring back at him in the mirror, not the kutte of the club that’s taken so much of what he’s loved from him, not the ruthless actions of his brothers and most of all himself.
He can’t stand anything at all. Guess that makes sense since you bring him to his knees. The first time he laid eyes on you, your clean white coat and shiny stethoscope, skilful hands stitching up one of the prospects scratched up from a brawl, for the first time in years he felt something other than hate.
A couple years had passed since he had lost the only woman he’s ever loved. Since his mother had lost her life at the hands of her own son. His father, mother, best friend and wife all taken from him, he has only his sons to live for. The voice inside his head screams at him every day that those boys would be better off without him. Safer. There’s an aching part of him that thinks it’s probably true.
But this life is the only thing he’s ever known. He’s been cladding himself in the kutte and diving head first into club business for as long as he can remember. So he continues waking up every day and living this way. Lawless, violence, merciless.
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Hello! Could I get a Juice fic please? Maybe a shy, plus size reader and a sweet/happy ending? Thank you so very much!!
Hiya! Of course you can 😊 is there anything I can add to make it personal to you?
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Can you please post the Reyes boys with a thick girl with self esteem issues?
Hiya! Of course 😊! Is there anything you'd like me to add to make it personal to you?
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Hey, it’s the Coco requester. Just a female reader aspect would be great. Tysm❤️
Hiya! Awesome sauce and you're most welcome hon 😘
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Hey angel ☺️ so first i want to tell you that i really enjoyed Begin again, and i wondered if i could request Jax teller x reader fic, where they go from enemies to lovers? (I’m a sucker for that trope lol) The rest is up to you, and no pressure at all! Write it only if you feel comfortable w it ❤️
Hiya hun! 🥰 thank you so much, I am so glad you have enjoyed reading it! Honestly, truly haha! Yes, of course, is there anything I can add to the fic that will make it personal to you?
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for the ez request, just a female!reader please :)
Alright, thank you hun! 😊
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can you write ez dating a dancer and him getting jealous because she's really close to her partner when they dance and in general, please?
Hiya! Yes, this!!! Is there anything you want me to add to make it personal to you? 😊
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Requests!! Can you write something about Happy Lowman x reader dating🥺 love ya!
Hiya! I love ya too haha 😊 is there anything you want me to add to make it more personal to you?
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Can I plz get Coco x reader where she’s a tattoo artist for the Mayans, and she and Coco have been secretly dating? I could just see Angel and/or Gilly being the one to expose them😭🤣.
Hiya! Yes, this would be fun to write. Is there any aspect you want me to add to make it more personal to you? 😊
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REQUESTS ARE OPEN!
Hiya! My requests are officially open. I write for the following Sons of Anarchy characters:
Jax Teller
Chibs Telford
Happy Lowman
Opie Winston
Juice Ortiz
Tig Trager (????)
As well as Mayans characters
EZ Reyes
Angel Reyes
Miguel Galindo
Johnny "Coco" Cruz
Some might be a challenge to write, but I'm always up for the challenge! Look forward to all your requests!
#jax teller x reader#jax teller#chibs telford x reader#chibs telford#happy lowman x reader#happy lowman#opie winston x reader#opie winston#tig trager x reader#tig trager#ez reyes x reader#ez reyes#angel reyes x reader#angel reyes#miguel galindo x reader#miguel galindo#johnny coco cruz x reader#johnny coco cruz#juice ortiz x reader#juice ortiz
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I love me some angst, I also love a rekindled romance and if you like it like me, please read this 😍
Kutte to Black
Part 1 | Part 2
A/N: So here’s Part 2 of the angsty fluffy smutty fic about you being the love of Jax Teller’s life (reimagined in the place of Tara) – you two were high school sweethearts and reunite years later… time will tell whether or not you two can be together…
Pairing: Jax Teller x Reader
Warnings: smut, swearing, angggggsty angst, mention of attempted suicide (*not* by Jax or Y/N)
… Continued from Part 1 [Read Here]
Every night I go back. Everything after that just cut to black.
Back to that rosy Redwood summer. Back to living, breathing… giving, needing… nothing but each other.
In his dreams for these eleven years he’d played out every scene. Lost in the empty in between. Drowning in sin, to fill the void. But as he did the hollow deepened, left a shell of what he’d been. The golden boy your loss destroyed. Jax gave up long ago on ever being happy as he was when you were here. Forgot what that word even means. He just defines it by its absence through the years. Each year of his existence measured by the distance from eighteen.
Through every failed distraction, no one else mattered to Jackson. Count the whores, hundred and more, but he was only ever yours. Your face is still the only one he’d ever seen.
And now you’re here behind him on his ride, after your heart and body took him home inside. The whole damn world hits different now, somehow—hits pure and good and clean. The sky is wide. For once he smiles, for the first time in a while, as the sun-scorched stretch of earth that flanks the California highway flashes by in shades of sepia and green.
Ride till the road reaches the damn middle of nowhere. Drive right past it—to the edge of nowhere—hit the gas and blast it—hurtle straight into the sun itself and make your fucking home there.
That’s what this is. Sweet secluded patch of summer grass, where years ago he had so often thrown you on your teenaged ass, to shower you with promises and kisses. Here again he takes back everything he misses. Everything is bright and right and the sun rages on in spite, as if it’s slighted that your heat outdoes its light. That’s what this is.
So wet. So tight. For once forget, eleven years ago the both of you had died. Back from the dead. Love one another back to life. Fucking impale yourself on him knowing you’ll bleed to death when he pulls out the knife.
This love is worth the spill of blood. The thrill of serving as his slut. The reason that he lives. The only shit he gives. Reminded by the reaper inked in black, upon the bare skin of his back, patched on the leather of his kutte.
Reminded that love reaps, for every promise that it keeps, and that the gates of hell burst open all the worse when heaven seeks to seal them shut.
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Again, don't condone cheating but this hit the spot! 😁
You Got This - Part 1
A/N: This is a reimagine of where reader is Opie’s sister. This is my first ever Jax fic. Also, for you Tara lovers out there, I’m sorry if it seems like I shitted on her a little. I like her but it seemed appropriate for telling the story I wanted to tell. I thought this originally was going to be a quick sexy one and done, but my fingers had a mind of their own and there’s a lot more fluff than I intended.
Pairing: Jax Teller x F!reader
Plot: After getting the news of your brother’s death, you rush back to your hometown of Charming to say your goodbyes. While doing so, you get reacquainted with your first love and find comfort in each other.
Contains: hot angsty sex, cheating, mentions of death
After the burial, everyone went back to the club house. Gemma had prepared a gathering with food and drinks just like the wake the day before. Jax pulls up to the garage and parks his Harley. He takes his helmet off and recognizes a bike parked nearby, a bike he hasn’t seen since Piney died. He looks around the lot, searching for something or someone before heading inside the club house.
As he makes his way through the crowd, people give him their condolences and him doing the same. Once he makes it past where most of the people congregated, he walks past the bar down the hallway towards the spare bedroom. Jax opens the door, walks in and sits on the bed with his elbows on his knees and head in his hands. He hears in the distance someone walking out of the bathroom a few doors down and coming down the hall.
You walk out of the bathroom and back down the hall, absentmindedly glancing over at the open room. You stop and slowly walk in realizing who it is.
“J-Jackson?” you whisper. You spotted him in the cemetery earlier but hadn’t actually seen or talked to him since the last time you were in town.
Jax removes his hands from his head and looks up towards the voice. He doesn’t say anything. He just looks at you. He gets up and walks up to you and pulls you into his chest, holding you tightly. You let your tears flow into Jax’s chest as you feel Jax shaking in your arms.
“I’m so sorry, Y/N.” Jax says between sobs.
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