#soa headcanons

[ravennaortiz]

Your Boyfriend is a Bitch headcanon SOA version

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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[witchthewriter]

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐬’ 𝐩𝐞𝐭 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮

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

a/n: lil short one <3

ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ    

𝐉𝐚𝐱: Sweetheart | Darlin’

He keeps his nicknames short and sweet, with a bit of mischief lacing his words. Definitely isn’t afraid of calling you nicknames in front of the guys. He also likes to see the blush on your face when he says it in front of people. 

𝐎𝐩𝐢𝐞: Babe | Honey

A bit more traditional with his nicknames for you. He says them quickly while he’s kissing your cheek and running out the door. He thinks these names are respectful yet show his love for you. 

𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐬: Love

When you’re not there he refers to you as ‘his better half’ as well. He isn’t much for nicknames, not like Tig is. He prefers to go old school, plus it sounds perfect with his accent (he knows it drives you crazy.)

𝐓𝐢𝐠: Beautiful | Princess | Gorgeous | Kitten

He has a lot of nicknames for you. He’s one of those people who gush over their s/o, and don’t care how over-the-top they sound. He’s genuinely in love with you, and some may think he’s just winding you up, but his words are true. 

𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲: Mama | My Love

Part of it is a cultural thing, even if you aren’t a mother. Happy wants you to feel recognised and appreciated. So he doesn’t go overboard with his nicknames. He’s happy with what he’s settled on. 

𝐉𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐞: Angel

A bit more embarrassed than the rest of the guys when it comes to nicknames for you. He doesn’t know what sounds right or wrong. Since he hasn’t been in many relationships, he’s still figuring things out. But ‘Angel’ felt the truest - since he sees you as his hope in life. 

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[ineedthesons]

Soulmates

Y'all talk to me about soulmate AUs. I love me some soulmate AUs. My favorites are the kind where you get a mental and emotional connection, read your thoughts and feelings sort of thing.

Shared injuries, I love those too. Excellent opportunities for Angst.

Skin doodle AUs, when paired with either or both of those other things and you can draw on yourself and it'll show on them? Yes please.

(paging @thatsfuckingpathetic to the thread)

#sons of anarchy #soa headcanons

[pumpkin-writes]

being chibs telford's younger old lady would include...

( gif does not belong to me. these were requested by my lavender anon, i hope you all enjoy 🩷 i had a lot of fun writing these, i almost want to write more 🤭 )

- your age is not an issue for chibs. as long as you are well over the legal age to be with him, and mature, it's actually something he overlooks often.

- don't get me wrong, he does enjoy the banter the guys give him about having a "hot young thing" like you around, but he tries not to make it a big deal.

- chibs ends up teaching you a lot about life in general, but you take to being an old lady really nicely. he teaches you how to play pool and you eventually hold your liquor better after countless nights of staying up trying to out drink your old man. spoiler alert; you never do.

- gemma and tara love you, although they had their doubts at first. once you prove your loyalty and that you can handle your own shit, you earn their respect.

- while chibs admires your ability to take care of yourself, he really does love to take care of you himself. he does this in so many ways, most notably being financially but it's not all about the money and little gifts for you.

- he also shows his affection and appreciation for you by running you hot baths, reading to you on nights in together and by his constant praise of you.

- literally he talks about you all the time. to the point where the guys have to walk away from him or he'll talk their ears off all night about you. he's a passionate guy, okay?

- again, chibs won't complain that he has such a beautiful girl on his arm, but man does he pick on you. he can't wrap his head around it most days, why would you want some old man like him anyway? you always tell him to shut up

- i feel like pda might not be something chibs is used to, but with you, he can't help but give you a kiss with every goodbye, or keep his arms wrapped around you at a club party. he loves when you sit on his lap, the man just can't stop smiling.

#sons of anarchy headcanon #sons of anarchy imagine #sons of anarchy #chibs x reader #soa chibs #chibs telford #chibs sons of anarchy #🪻anon #mine

[kdogreads]

My Savior

Chibs Telford x reader (minors DNI)

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

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

Check out my masterlist for more Chibs content 😍

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

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

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

Baby.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“For anything, bro,” Bobby added warmly.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

#chibs imagine #chibs #soa chibs #chibs sons of anarchy #chibs telford x reader #chibs telford #chibs x reader #chibs smut #kdogreads #soa imagine #sons of anarchy imagine #sons of anarchy headcanon #chibs fluff #chibs telford imagine #jax teller #tig trager

[somniphobicfox]

Some TSOA headcanons because I can't sleep!

(it's 1:15 AM -_-)

Achilles, Patroclus, Automedon, Briseis, Odysseus and Diomedes are all one big friend group (Yes, no one dies).

During the wedding, Briseis was Patroclus's groomslady and Automedon was Achilles's best man.

Sometimes they would visit Odysseus in Ithaca, and Penelope would tell them stories by the fireplace while Odysseus beamed at his wife with love in his eyes.

Thetis visits Achilles like usual, and sometimes asks for Patroclus, and tries hard to hide the fact that she'd begun to care for her son's husband too.

Briseis offered to be the surrogate for Achilles and Patroclus, but they denied, because they want to adopt children.

Diomedes hosts drinking parties in his palace and invites them all — Achilles gets hella drunk and Patroclus has to hold him up; Briseis is a crazy dancer while drunk, Automedon refuses to drink and Odysseus drinks a modest amount, having light banter with Diomedes.

Achilles trained their child to aim by teaching the child to throw spears at a picture of Agammemnon (extra points if the child gets his throat).

Odysseus has Penelope's name tattooed over his heart — he would boast about it to anyone who listens.

Patroclus suffers from depression.

Penelope is a mother figure for Achilles, Patroclus, Automedon and Briseis.

Automedon has PTSD from when he saw Hector stab Patroclus (he survived, obviously).

Automedon is asexual.

Patroclus sometimes calls Achilles Pyrrha, just to see the embarassment on his face.

Achilles would take any opportunity to flex his muscles to Patroclus — he just loves seeing his husband blush.

Patroclus continues referring to himself as Chironides. He doesn't tell Chiron, but little does he know that Chiron knows it too, and secretly loves it.

Chiron sends spears to Achilles every year on his birthday.

Patroclus continued working in the field of surgery, teaching basic care to his child as well. Achilles refuses to learn though. "It's boring", "Why do I have to learn it when you are here."

And that's it! Feel free to add more headcanons :)

#the song of achilles #achilles #patroclus #patrochilles #tsoa #song of achilles #soa #odysseus #Penelope #penelope #diomedes #automedon #briseis #agammemnon #greek mythology #tsoa headcanons #greek myth #mythology #myth #madeline miller

[noellawrites]

Yandere Herman Kozik Headcanons

requested by: @ourjovialpoetrystudent

warnings: yandere stuff, domestic violence, birth control tampering

- as a former addict, Kozik is no stranger to obsession

- when he meets you, just fixing your car while he’s dropping by the Charming charter, he is immediately fixated on you

- you’re so sweet, so innocent, opposite of all the girls who hang around the clubhouse and fight for the guys’ attention

- things move fast; you end up kissing on your first date and within a few months you’re moving in together

- Kozik begins to get more intense as he tries to get patched in to SAMCRO

- he’s pissed off more and more, each time he gets rejected from the chapter

- he’s coming home and throwing things, yelling, not even at you. he’s just so angry at Tig

- you’re a little scared of his temper but he love-bombs you the day after his temper flares, so you’re never sure which side of him you’re going to get

- if you flirt a little with the other guys, he’s going to have possessive sex with you

- if you flirt with Tig, he’s going to get pissed and slam you into the wall, yelling at you

- he only hits you when he gets really angry, and he apologizes and showers you with love after

- which is a lot more than i can say for the other guys tbh

- after he‘s patched in, you celebrate with tattoos

- Happy does them for you both: you get Kozik’s crow on your hip and Kozik gets your name in sweeping cursive over his heart

- as far as Kozik’s concerned, that seals the deal

- but the guys are asking when the wedding is, and Kozik decides to pick out a ring with the help of Happy and his mom

- you say yes, of course

- once you get married and it’s official, Kozik starts implementing absurd rules, one by one

- no revealing clothes, and everything has to be approved by him

- he only allows crop tops of a certain length sometimes, so you can show off your crow and let everyone know you’re taken

- he’s always tracking your location and he doesn’t like it when you leave the house alone

- he’s always worried about retaliation from another club

- he won’t let you do anything dangerous

- he especially keeps you away from club business

- he knows how it can get and it’s his job to keep you safe

- he encourages you to become friends with the other old ladies, especially Lyla (who is closer to your age) and Tara, because you have more in common with them and they’re also moms of young ones

- he doesn’t want you to have a job and he gradually eases you into becoming a housewife, making meals for him, cleaning the house and taking care of the kids you’ll inevitably have

- Kozik isn’t afraid to mess with your birth control if you’re reluctant to have a baby

- he isn’t getting younger and he really wants to be a father, he could care less what you think

- as his old lady, it’s your job to follow his orders and not argue with him

- he probably won’t kidnap you, he has a lot of charisma and can be sweet when he wants to

- it’s pretty easy for him to use his good bad-boy act and seduce you

- he’s very controlling and protective, just because he loves you so much

- he’ll never allow anyone to hurt you, they’ll have to go through him first

#herman kozik x reader #sons of anarchy x reader #sons of anarchy headcanons #yandere sons of anarchy #yandere herman kozik #kozik soa x reader #yandere sons of anarchy x reader

[maibeewrites]

Hi ❀

new writer here! I decided that I will upload my stories here too. You can find me here:

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• Sons of Anarchy

characters:

❀ Chibs Telford ❀

❀ Marcus Alvarez ❀

❀ Happy Lowman ❀

• Harry Potter

characters

❀ Fred and George Weasley ❀

❀ Draco Malfoy ❀

Follow me for updates, and for my first uplod here. (Ps. it will be soa!)

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[afandommultiverse]

WELCOME TO THE AFANDOMMULTIVERSE PAST MASTERLISTS

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☆ A/n: MOST OF THESE ARE HELLA OLD- I AM TALKING AT LEAST 5+ YEARS!! THEY ARE NOT AS GOOD AS RECENT WORKS. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!

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[ravennaortiz]

Ravennas Randoms Jax #1

"So what is it that Prince Charming cant do that he was desperate enough to call the Widow Maker?" you asked curiously as you stepped into the office of TM.

Jax grinned as he shut the door and blinds. "Maybe I just wanted to see your pretty face? You know I'm a man of exquisite taste" replied Jax as he sat down in the chair.

You rolled your eyes as you leaned against the door. "I'm still out of your league Teller" you replied with a grin. Jax laughed as he shrugged, couldn't blame a guy for trying.

"I need you to kill Clay for me" stated Jax as he cut to the chase. You raised your brow before replying. "You have Happy" you stated. "True, but I need this done without a trace of SAMCRO. Besides men trust a pretty face" explained Jax.

#sons of anarchy #soa #soa fanfic #ravennasrandoms #soa headcanon #jax teller #jax teller imagine #jax teller fanfiction #jax teller x reader #soa x reader #soa fanfiction #soa headcanons #soa fandom

[witchthewriter]

𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐉𝐚𝐱 𝐓𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐎𝐥𝐝 𝐋𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞

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

Warnings: some swears, gun ownership, mentions of violence, death of a parent

ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ        

🌿ENTP 🍁Gryffindor (in Season 7 you could say he’s a Slytherin) 📜Chaotic Good 🔮Leo Sun, Gemini Moon, Aries Rising  

𝑺𝑭𝑾🌿

・A strong man needs a strong woman, and you’re someone who cannot be told what to do, how to dress, how to act or what decisions to make. 

・I think you would have been brought into the club because your father was somehow involved. Historical ties to the SAMCRO legacy

・And instead of moving around, you stayed in Charming. Maybe you were in your late teens. 

・Whether you went to university or not doesn’t matter, the fact is you stayed in Charming - or close to home

・Because you had younger siblings, who you were very very close to. And your father was now your only parent. 

・Since the death of your mother, you grew even closer to Gemma

・You were always close to her. But then you saw her as a mother figure, and so did your siblings 

・This put you in constant contact with Jax, who always seemed like his attention was on the club. But you never realised his eyes were constantly wandering to wherever you were

・You were always in his mind, either with adoration or with irritation 

・Because you weren’t the easiest person to get along with

・But your strength was admirable. Yes, you cracked, you yelled and broke down. But you always made sure your siblings were fed, dressed and went to school on time. 

・Often they were picked up by guys from the club, particularly Bobby or Tig

・That’s how important you, your father and your family were to the club 

・Gemma actually urged Jax to make a move. She wanted you officially a part of her family so badly. 

・You’re one of the only people who has seen Gemma in a vulnerable state, and it means a lot to her. You’re the daughter she always wanted but never had

・Jax has never been afraid of a gun in his face. In fact, it’s pretty standard for him to walk into the line of fire. But if you’re ever in a dangerous situation, he’s scared shitless

・You know Jax would do anything for you, he’d even die for you. 

・And you would do the same for him. But it’s easy saying you would die for someone - death is quick and easy. Living for someone ... that’s a lot harder

・There’d be a rift with Jax wanting to leave the club, because you ... want to stay. 

・This would create a new dynamic in the club; Jax’s Old Lady encouraging him to take over leadership, to be a new guiding force, rather than leaving the life he’s only known

・Maybe you have ideas of your own that you share with him. In the moment he might shut them down, but over time he thinks about them and ... they work. 

・You’re a strong Old Lady, one that doesn’t let anyone walk over her. Ruthless? Yes, you can be. But you’re also good-hearted and caring. 

・You often helped Gemma with the charity events, especially with the school - since your siblings as well as yourself, went there. 

・So that role was then passed down to you. 

・You’re the glue the club needs

・But you’ve never liked Clay. There was something about him that was darker than everyone else 

・Good friends with Opie. So good in fact, that he feels like he can talk to you about things. Especially his love life. There’s been a few deep conversations where he’s talked to you about missing Donna 

・You help out with some of the other guys’ kids when you aren’t working. There are a lot of playdates and sleepovers while the guys are on runs 

・Having a personal gun - you go to the gun range and Jax teaches you how to shoot. You pick out your own gun as well

・Turns out you’re a pretty damn good shot 

・You’re very close with Chibs too, and laugh together a lot. He’s a great man who has a lot of light-heartedness 

𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝑷𝒆𝒕 𝑵𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝒀𝒐𝒖: Doll, Doll-Face, Honey, Love, Darling. He isn’t afraid of saying these in front of others either. 

𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝑳𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒖𝒂𝒈𝒆: Acts of Service and Physical Touch. 

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒆 𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒈:

House of the Rising Sun by the White Buffalo

𝑹𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔:

・You Fell First, He Fell Harder

・”I care about you!” x “You shouldn’t!”

・Belated Love Epiphany

 𝑹𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒄 𝑷𝒍𝒐𝒕 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆:

 Rebel Prince Meets His Match

𝑵𝑺𝑭𝑾 🔞minors dni!

・Jax is a switch, but he loves to be dominating. Call him ‘sir’ and he’s hard, ready to go. 

・Well, he thought he would always be the dominating one. But then he realised just how much he adored being dominated 

・He loves it when you grab onto his hair and pull his head back, slamming your lips to his. He loves passion. Vigor. Desperation. 

・Jax also adores sloppy head - your mouth over his cock, reaching the back of your throat. He loves making you gag

・His favourite place to have sex is the kitchen. Especially the kitchen table. With you lying face down, pants around her ankles

・He loves to cum inside you, the breeding kink is heavy with this guy

・Sex with Jax is very fun and there’s a lot of humour involved. A lot of laughing and light-heartedness. But on the flip side, it can be very steamy - heated and fast-paced. 

・You’ve had a lot of sex after heated arguments. Clothes ripped off and both of you on the floor, panting and grinding against one another

・He loves when you kiss him on the neck, and wrap your arms around him

・You guys shower together a lot. Not all of it is sex, but it’s a small way to have intimacy and feel close without deviating from your schedules 

#jax teller #jax teller x reader #jax teller headcanons #jax teller x female reader #female reader #sons of anarchy #sons of anarchy headcanon #sons of anarchy x reader #sons of anarchy reader insert #SoA #SoA headcanons #witchthewriter

[ineedthesons]

Headcanons!

I've said a few of these before. Feel free to add, or discuss, or. Whatever. (Also plugging I have a discord for discussion too!) @aimkatsz + whoever wants to add to it. Headcanons do not reflect the morals of their creator-- me-- nor are they anything but a silly thought exercise on a work of fiction. (It's stupid I have to put this disclaimer but here we are.)

Content warnings/information include: Mention of canon deaths. Characters identifying as a different gender identity than in canon. Obliterating the basis of the Sons. Use of the word queer. Polyships. Ron Tully.

Juice is the Snake champion of the world. You know, the old cell phone game? He gets a burner, he plays Snake to conclusion, and that's how he knows its his burner. His actual cell phone, he's got a long-running game of Words With Friends with about half the Sons. Chibs, of course. Happy. Bobby, when he remembers. Surprisingly its Jax and Opie who also really enjoy playing it with Juice. (Insert Angst: Juice doesn't close the game he had going with Opie, up until he goes into Stockton for the last time.)

Juice as a transman. It's one secret he doesn't keep from the Club. Maybe Jax met Juice when Juice was Juanita Carla Ortiz instead of Juan Carlos Ortiz. (Though I wonder if Juice would directly translate his name like that; my Spanish is iffy and I don't have the cultural knowledge to say for sure.) Anyway, Jax convinced Juice to move to Cali, thinking that he'd maybe get into Juice's pants but obviously that didn't work out and instead Juice goes to work for T-M. I'm not sure how he becomes a prospect. Certainly after top surgery. Maybe even after bottom surgery, when the Club can say he's a "real man" in their back-asswards way.

The Sons of Anarchy is a non-Outlaw, queer, sex-positive motorcycle club. Everyone sleeps with everyone else and they do charity work instead of gun-running. The charity work they do rotates regularly but it's usually something having to do with the queer community or animal rescue. Also they're involved in the town of Charming a la season one but without the criminal undercurrent, because that's their home.

Jax, Opie, and Tara are in a poly relationship where Jax gets pegged on the regular. No hate for Donna, either. Maybe she's still Opie's partner and the mother of his kids. Who now have a very strong, big-ass family and Opie doesn't palm them off on his mother. They are *so fucking happy* to get Abel and later Thomas as little brothers.

Ron Tully doesn't miss his dogs. He doesn't own any. He was just fucking with Jax. He does miss his cats. When the Sons isn't outlaw, he's the head of the county's trap-neuter-release program and they do a lot of work with the MC. He's a relentless flirt who likes to pretend he's a Kinsey six when really he's more a four or five on the scale.

#sons of anarchy #juice ortiz #soa headcanons #headcanons #please reblog

[joyfulfxckery]

Gaahh Menace Anon! I'm still working on your first request! I have so many ideas and they won't go onto the paper! 😅 But if you get more ideas, send them in and I'll get to them

ALSO

The Anon that asked for Tiggy being a baby, love it, just curious if you wanted pre-Venus or if Venus could be added. Cause my sister saw your request and apparently she has a really good idea but she needs Venus 😄

#nameless ghoul #ghost bc #nameless ghouls #ghost band #ghost headcanons #samcro #soa #tig trager #soa x reader #soa imagines #requests are open #imagine

[kdogreads]

Imagine being Chibs’ old lady

As ruthless as he can be, he is an absolutely softie just for you

Kisses your fingers one-by-one; your hands; your thighs; your calves; your stomach

Rubs your feet after a long day without you asking; he just slides your legs over his and works out all the tension

Tells you how pretty you are alllll the time: “My beautiful lass” & “Prettiest girl I’ve ever laid me eyes on” & “How d’ye manage lookin’ better everyday?” & “Sorry for starin’ at ya, love, I just cannae believe how goddamn gorgeous you are”

Would literally drop to his knees and worship you happily if you asked, of course you’d never, but he’d do it without a moment’s thought

Talks about you as if you’re a goddess, an angel walking the earth, and not giving a damn if the guys make fun of him for it (though they never would, they think so, too)

If you find a spider in the house

and you ask him to take it outside instead of killing it, he’ll look at you like this…

… and then take it outside. Same goes for any little task you ask for his help on, even if it’s just because you want to see his biceps flex when he lifts something heavy, or his belly peak out from his shirt when he reaches for something high. He pretends to be annoyed by your constant asking, but he loves taking care of you so damn much. He’d do anything you asked with a smile on his face.

Him calling you when the club needs your help

Medical, serving beers, hosting other charters, whatever they need. He’d call you and say:

“Hey baby”

“Hiya, love. Need yer help at the clubhouse. Tigger got bit by a damn doped-up Doberman or some shite. Hell if I know”

“Jesus Christ. Alright, keep him stable. I’ll be there as soon as I can, love”

“Wha’ would we do without ya, my angel?”

“Crash and burn, probably”

“Damn right. Love you, M'annsachd (my blessing)”

“Love you back, my Scotsman”

The club counts on your for so much, and you’re happy to help. That means you get to spend more time with your man and see him in his element. The other guys love you, too, and respect the hell out of you, knowing Chibs wouldn’t think think before chopping their dick off if they ever made a move on you. They tell you how much they appreciate you every chance they get.

THE ENDLESS PET NAMES

Lassie, sweetheart, hen, angel, darling, love; bonnie lass, baby, girlie, lover, sugar

Bonus: Scots Gaelic pet names

M'annsachd (my blessing), mo ghràdh (my love), mo chridhe (my heart), mo leannan (my darling/sweetheart)

After the explosion, you’re by his side every minute

When he comes to here and there during the first few hours, the only thing he mumbles is your name, like he’s desperately searching for your face in an unfamiliar crowd. You squeeze his hands and tell him you’re there, even if he slips back under just after, he knows you’re there. Even when the recovery is hard on him, you’re there to support him in every way you can. The club knows you won’t leave his side and helps fill in the gaps you usually occupy without a second thought. He credits you with his recovery, even though he did it all: “Yer my savior, mo chridhe. Cannae imagine my life wi’out you here, takin’ care o’ me, bringin’ me back ta life. You’ve given me everything. I owe you everything, my angel.”

He is the absolute sweetest with kids, your own or other members’

After Donna, Opie went off the rails and no one else had the means and patience to take care of Ellie and Kenny, so you two took them in.

He would try his best to explain to them where their mom is and that they’ll never be alone.

“Tha’s right, yer ma is heaven, in God’s golden castle, dancin’ ‘n’ singin’ wi’ the angels. You can weep, mo leannan, s’alright. Jus’ means you’ve plenty o’ love left ta give. You’ve a home wi’ us, yer da, yer granddaddy always, loves, ya understand?”

When Abel and Thomas come along, you’re always first to volunteer to watch them. You love seeing your man with the small children, always eager to play silly little games or offer a strong, warm embrace when they take a tumble on the playground.

If you have your own kids together, god, the way he loves them so fiercely but so gently just melts you. He loves to wake up with them in the night, just so he can spend a moment with them in his arms, those big brown eyes staring up at him. You’d give him 10 babies just to see that sparkle in his eye when he holds your child.

The PDA

He’s never shy to show the world how much he loves you.

Kisses on your temple as he passes by, smack on your ass while you stand at the bar, an arm snaking around your waist as you talk to some crow eaters, whistling at you as you walk towards him in the clubhouse (and you put on a little show for him, of course). He’s always finding new ways to show you how much he loves you and your body.

You become a mother figure for the girls

Crow eaters are all there with the hopes of becoming an old lady some day, and they could look at your marriage with Chibs with jealousy, but instead, they admire you. They see the way you have the freedom to do whatever you please and be exactly who you are, while still having a man who worships you just as much as you worship him, and they want that.

You tell them:

“I just got lucky, baby. I couldn’t stop loving him if I tried. You’ll find yours, too, don’t you worry.”

When it comes to the crow eaters, you’ve always known that what happens on the road stays on the road, but Chibs doesn’t even take a second look at any of the girls. He’s loyal to you in every way, even when you’ve told him it’s okay to satisfy his needs with a blowjob here or a handy there. He’d never touch anyone else that way, not without you involved, anyway. 😏

T H E S E X

This man knows how to give you everything you need and more. So much more.

You’ve been together long enough that jealousy or feelings of not being good enough have long gone out the window. You both just want to make each other feel mind-blowing, brain-fogging pleasure. Whether that is with just your two bodies, toys, bringing in thirds (or fourths, fifths…), experimenting with new kinks and locations, Chibs is willing to try anything once as long as you are into it. He’s given you pleasure like you’ve never known and you send him just as high above the earth when it’s your turn to return the favor.

You’re his comfort and his peace

After a long day with the MC, sometimes he just needs you in his arms to remember who he is and why he does it all. He tells you everything you need to know, and you’re smart enough to fill in the gaps. You know he’s done some things that he thinks are irredeemable, but you’re there to remind him he’s a good man. That’s why you love him so much.

Check out My Dove for a sweet, smutty night when he needs some comfort from you (minors please DNI).

Overall, Chibby is just the best partner you could have ever ended up with and he spends every minute of his life reminding you just how loved you are

#chibs telford #chibs telford x reader #soa imagine #kdogreads #chibs imagine #chibs smut #chibs x reader #soa fanfiction #sons of anarchy imagine #chibs sons of anarchy #soa chibs #sons of anarchy headcanon #sons of anarchy

[aotoreiki]

On the Shadow Crystal being just one iceberg tip of a much bigger system:

The Shadow Crystal, which is a large crystal growth first found underneath the Chroma Highlands in northeast Almia, in the midst of countless veins of much smaller crystals, is only one (very large) crystal; which embodies an immeasurable amount of energy. This is negative emotional energy.

The caves underneath Almia’s highlands are not the only place such crystals (called Dark Stone) can be found in the world; but they are the ones that have come into the most contact with people.

The true source of the Shadow Crystal is a deep, deep underground system that reaches all around the world. Its original role was a storage point for negative emotional energy, typically generated by things such as hate, grief, spite, envy and so on. While some of this energy stays above ground and contributes to the existence of beings such as ghosts and some ghost-types, much of it is absorbed into an invisible worldwide network, that channels into and feeds this underground system.

In its natural state, this system is benign and has its own role: the caves containing Dark Stone are also home to many ghost-types, who are said to feed off these negative emotions, providing them with a home and easy source of energy. The ghost-types also kept the crystal growth in check, at first, preventing overgrowth into the world above.

Due to various events in history (for example the firing of the Ultimate Weapon in Kalos 3000 years ago, or the havoc wreaked by the Oblivian Sky Fortress), this system has received many times the amount of energy that it was supposed to. Disproportionate influx of energy on such occasions has caused overgrowth at points over the world, including underneath northeast Almia, which pushed the crystal growth close enough to the surface for people to come into contact with it.

The crystal is not exactly, truly sentient, but it’s more than just a mineral that stores energy. Given that energy is the accumulated emotions and products of countless beings who were once alive - energy that on its own is able to create beings such as vengeful ghosts - it is a dangerous thing that should never have come into contact with living humans.

In the vein of “misery loves company”, the crystal growth when reaching beyond its natural confines becomes a hungry entity that wants to create more of itself. To achieve this, it taps into the darkness in people’s hearts (weaknesses of character that can be exploited and manipulated) to create more negative energy. It does not do this strategically as would a person with a thinking, manipulative mind; it is simply a product of the crystal’s nature. This doesn’t make the effect any less dangerous.

First impressions of someone encountering the dark crystal are rarely negative, though. The opposite, in fact. Especially for the insecure, the crystal has the odd effect of seeming to provide hope or a solution to a problem, or simply filling an emptiness the person might have been aware of themselves. This can cause fixation on the crystal, which it uses toward its own benefit. The exact effect the crystal has on a person differs between individuals, but in the worst case, it has caused major personality change and what can easily be called brainwashing, with the individual only “coming to” decades later, after outside intervention.

The energy in the crystals cannot be destroyed by physical means, though the crystals themselves can be ground into small particles, the energy they contain will remain and permeate. It can only be removed by specific means, such as consumption by ghost-types, or sealing or nullification such as by the three Coloured Gems of Almia.

#almia meta #the worldwide system part is my headcanon #everything else is either straight from canon or can be extrapolated #canon stuff that was never explored because otherwise soa becomes psychological horror instead of goofy adventure pokemon game

[magickhajiit]

A 📂 for Chibs?

@vulgar-display-of-escapism

Alright continuing with the theme of animals.

In direct contrast to both Tig and Juice, Chibs has never been a dog person or an any sort of animal person really. He’d once been asked to dog sit Juice’s Jack Russel and the trauma still haunts him. Life was stressful enough without a furry creature relying on you every day to feed, walk and play with it, Juice and his idiocy was enough of a handful on its own.  

His daughter, from the first few months she could talk to six years old, had continued to begged him for a cat, despite his repeated refusal. He tries not to think about the fact that one of Jimmy’s first moves, when he’d forced Chibs out of Ireland, was to buy his daughter an overpriced Persian kitten , as if that was somehow better than a moggie. 

(ok moving onto less depressing territory) 

 Every year when the fair came to Charming the Sons had shown their faces, it was a good way to build up community support in the times when it was running low. A game that had gained infamy throughout Charming and caused a headache for many of the Sons was Old Duke’s hook a duck. With the impossible objective of hooking three ducks within a minute it had become a legend to folks coming to the travelling fair, Chibs was yet to see anyone manage it.  

One year Juice had gotten more than a little tipsy at the clubhouse and decided to ride over to the fairground to finally defeat the ducks (his own words). Chibs had gone along with him to try to keep him in line (Tig in tow laughing his ass off of course). They both watch as Juice slams a five dollar bill on the table demands their best fishing rod. To the surprise of everyone in the tent, alcohol only seemed to improve Juice’s hooking ability and three ducks were soon lined across the table.  

Both the Sons and their small audience look up when the stall owner clears his throat, only to see him holding up a plastic bag with a copper-coloured fish swimming around. Juice being drunk on vodka and exhilaration rides behind Chibs on their way back to his house. Chibs spends the ride making sure his passenger doesn’t fall and crack his head open whilst Tig rides behind them, the goldfish bagged, boxed and tied to the back of the bike.  

The next morning Juice and Tig were nowhere to be seen but the fish was in his living room swimming around in the newly installed large tank by the couch. Unsurprisingly neither of them had answered the phone that morning.  

Chibs had been convinced it wouldn’t last the week, the fairground goldfish when he was a boy certainly hadn’t. His fish had one eye, too large for even its own fat little body. And its scales were a sickly shade like its orange glow had been diluted beyond recognition. As expressionless as fish tended to be this one was an exception, Chibs had never before seen a fish with a resting bitch face. Against all odds the fish had lived, it had apparently made a deal with the reaper.  

As much as he whined about it being forced on him Chibs secretly began to grow attached to the fish (dubbed Doris by one of Opie’s kids). So much so that every time it flipped on its back and played dead he ran to it in panic only for it to regain life a moment later. 

Fearing Doris would get lonely Chibs had once gone to the local pet shop and picked up some siblings for him. Only to return a few hours later and find them nowhere to be found. With the fish now having a taste for flesh Chibs was sure to stop sticking his fingers in the water. 

After the cannibal incident Chibs had once again tried to unload his fish onto Juice only for him to say that he would, but his dog tries to eat any living thing in his house.  

He watches Chibs walk away with confusion, hearing him mutter that his dog could, ‘’Bloody well try.’’ 

#chibs telford #tig trager #juice ortiz #soa #writing #my writing #ask #answered asks #fanfiction writing #headcanon #drabble