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Still standing by the belief that Lyla Winston was a sweet angel baby who deserved the world. 👏 why 👏 was 👏 she 👏 not 👏 given 👏 all 👏 the 👏 nice 👏 things 👏
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RYAN HURST as OPIE WINSTON in
SONS OF ANARCHY S02
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Lyla dancing all alone at her wedding to Opie made me kind of sad…like someone freaking dance with her, she’s the bride …she’s precious and deserved the world
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SP's 150 Fanfic Celebration Masterlist Completed.
More than one emoji dictates how graphic it is. Smut💦 Angst😨 Fluff ❤ Violence🔪 Gore🤢 Medical💉 Triggering material🚩
A Cold Desert Night❤❤
"You built me a blanket fort?" With Angel Reyes, requested by @daydreaming-belle
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A Bird's Eye View💦 💦
"Eyes on me or this stops.” With Billy Russo, requested by @sweetserendipity65
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The Hazards of the Job😨 ❤
"How did you get that bruise?" With Valeria Garza, requested by anon.
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Fashionably Late💦❤
"Spin for me." and "Come on now, don't be like that." With Frank Castle, requested by anon.
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In Other Words, I Love You❤ ❤
"I like this song, dance with me?" With Guero, requested by @daydreaming-belle
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Lavender Bath Drops😨❤❤
"I'm going to run you a bath, and you're not going to do anything." and "Where did you get those bruises?" With Simon 'Ghost' Riley, requested by @bringinsexybackk69
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Bath Oil and Bubbles❤❤
"I'm going to run you a bath, and you're not going to do anything." and "Can I wash your hair?" With Frank Castle, requested by anon.
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Just the Common Cold😨 ❤❤
"You're sick, why didn't you tell me?" and "Can I just hold you a little longer?" With Billy Russo, requested by @thehumanistsdiary
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When Things Go Wrong💦 😨 ❤
"Be good for me and I won't spank you too hard, unless you want me to." and "You're having a panic attack." With Phillip Graves, requested by @candy616
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The Northern Lights❤
"It's snowing." With Kate Lawswell, requested by anon.
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A Possessive Display ❤💦
"How drunk are you?" and "Eyes on me or this stops." With Simon Riley, requested by @candy616
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A Comforting Embrace😨 ❤
"Can I just hold you a little longer?" With Frank Castle, requested by anon.
#jax teller#raymond smith#frank castle#billy russo#karen page#simon ghost riley#simon riley#phillip graves#kate laswell#valeria garza#terry bruno#mike duarte#joe velasco#lyla winston#angel reyes#manny mayans mc#guero mayans mc#sp's 150 fanfic celebration
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Summary: Being childhood best friends with a porn star was hard. It was worse when you were in love with her. And even still when her husband had gotten arrested. Again.
Squares: Lyla Winston @anyfandomgoesbingo // Quote @anyfandomangstbingo // Childhood friends to lovers @lgbtqbingo
*Photos from google and canva
#cole creates#moodboard#afg bingo#afangst bingo#lgbtq bingo#sons of anarchy#lyla winston#mymoodboards
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𝐖𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 🛒💔
Felt like breaking my own heart, so here is the result of that. I may make this into a longer fic or even a multiple part story, so feel free to tell me if that's something you'd want to see.
Credits to the owner for the Halloween divider.
♡ Comments, likes and reblogs are highly appreciated ♡
You thought you had another chance. You’ve only been back for a day, but you’re already watching the metaphorical ship sailing right past you. The love of your life slipping through your fingers in a matter of moments.
He’s right there, standing in the snack aisle with a pretty blonde just a few feet away from you, looking content as he watches her place various items into their basket. Gazing at her the way he used to gaze at you, pressing kisses to her head. It’s a devastating sight, and not one you’re willing to stay here for.
Dropping your empty basket, the noise drawing his attention to you, you dart out of the supermarket with tears blurring your vision. Making his excuses, Opie races to catch you up, but you’re already speeding away in your car and out of his life for the second time.
The timing never was right between you two…
#opie winston#sons of anarchy#soa#ryan hurst#fanfiction#soa imagine#lyla winston#heartbreak#fanfic#drabble#drabbles#mayans mc#angst#tumblr
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Sons of Anarchy 🥀
just a random SOA post about my favorite characters because why not? I so miss this show.
#happy lowman#sons of anarchy#charlie hunnam#david labrava#katey sagal#gemma teller#nero padilla#jimmy smits#lyla dvorak#lyla winston#winter ave zoli#tig trager#kim coates#juice ortiz#theo rossi#wendy case#drea de matteo#jax teller#soa fandom#soa#sons of anarchy fanfiction#samcro#tv#tv shows#best show ever
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“people you know, people you don’t” masterlist
Summary: moving all the way to the other side of the state of california, you wanted to start fresh. a completely new life from your old one. follow along to the many many hardships the reader (you) go through in this story!
NOTE: a lot of the parts in this story will follow events that happened in only some of the episodes of Sons! (Parts that won’t follow the timelines of the episodes won’t be stated otherwise!)
1. Part One “Introductions awaiting” (S4 E1) ->TBD
2. Part Two “Settling in” -> TBD
3. Part Three “Troubling events” (S4 E6) -> TBD
4. Part Four “Hands” (S4 E10) -> TBD
**!MORE PARTS TO COME!**
#sons of anarchy#sons of anarchy imagine#jax teller#chibs telford#tig trager#happy lowman#tara knowles#clay morrow#gemma teller#juice ortiz#bobby munson#opie winston#piney winston#lyla winston#marcus alvarez#nero padilla#mayans mc
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My thoughts on Sons of Anarchy as a first time viewer part 1
Current point: Season 3 Episode 4
(I began this on Twitter but wanted to make my way over here)
I am a late watcher of Sons of Anarchy and just made the big girl purchase of getting the Disney/Hulu bundle so I currently have been watching this show. I am a slow watcher for shows so I will be making my way through this at my own pace 💅🏾
I would wholeheartedly beat the ever living shit out of Jax Teller. My ego will keep my energy going and I could fight the man. Periodt.
Stephen King having his moment in S3E3?? I was laughing so hard I cried. That role for him was too good.
With where I’m at in the show, Donna was and still is that bitch. I love her so much. Her death really had me in a state of paranoia for a Eliot second. Donna is still mutha
Halfsack?!?!?!?? The way I violently sobbed so loud. Get me my boy back
 Me. I am a fat SIMP for Lyla. I don’t careeeeee. I’m better that no man
Idk about y’all…but Deputy David Hale?
I’m not a person to be down bad BAD…but Juice? I’m going to be his Old Lady.
#sons of anarchy#jax teller#opie winston#lyla winston#Donna Winston#juice ortiz#samcro#deputy David hale#david hale#bobby munson#tig trager#tara knowles#chibs telford#halfsack Epps#clay morrow#piney winston
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Winter Ave Zoli as Lyla Dvorak in ‘Sons of Anarchy’
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Pointless post but I’m putting it out there: Rewatching Sons and I have a question… why was Tara maid of honour for Lyla?! Like, previous dialogue suggests they weren’t friends😅 I’m assuming it’s bc Jax was there for Opie but still…. Lyla where your besties at😫😫
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Sp's fluffiest Smutfest Masterlist
You will not be able to read anything on this list without all your community labels turned to show.
Smut💦 Angst😨 Fluff ❤ Violence🔪 Gore🤢 Medical💉 Triggering material🚩
A roll in the Hay💦❤
Falling off the bed with Juice Ortiz. Requested by @darqchilddaydreamz
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Burning the Midnight Oil💦❤
Sleepy sex with Manny. Requested by @jvalentinesworld-cokes-hyna
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Spring Lemonade💦❤
Porch swing shenanigans with Lyla Winston. Requested by @lady-telford
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By the Babbling Brooke 💦❤
"Let's get you out of those wet clothes" with Ivar the Boneless. Requested by @barnes-lothbrok
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Snowed in 💦❤❤❤
Sex by the fire with Raymond Smith. Request by @youflickedtooharddamnit
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Wedding Night💦❤
First time after getting married with Pete Dunham. Requested by @thesirenrealm
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Weakness💦❤
Accidental tickling caught with Happy Lowman. Requested by @withmyteeth
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Fun and Pasty💦❤
"Who's turn is it to get the snacks?" With Manny and Angel. Requested by @camelia35
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Afternoon Sun💦❤
Porch swing shenanigans with Raymond Smith. Requested by @rayslittlekitten
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Cotton and Lace💦❤
First time as a couple with Jax Teller. Requested by @yourwinchesterbros
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Dinner and a Dance💦❤
First time as a couple with Chibs Telford. Requested by @chibsisadream
#Jax Teller#Lyla Winston#Opie Winston#Happy Lowman#Sp's fluffiest Smutfest#Juice Ortiz#sons of anarchy#Ivar the Boneless#Hvitserk Ragnarsson#vikings#Smut#Fluff#manny mayans#ez reyes#angel reyes#mayans mc#raymond smith#pete dunham#the gentlemen#green street hooligans
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I have this headcanon that Lyla and Happy either get together or they are the best of friends. Like after the torture stuff Lyla got into he gets extra protective.
I have a hard time picturing Lyla dating someone else in the club after everything that she went through with Opie. However I can TOTALLY see Happy getting very protective over her and the two of them forming their own sort of friendship. Lyla is used to being around men who are of few words after spending so much time with Opie, so she knows how to handle it.
At first it catches her a little off-guard when he happens to be where she is more than usual. But he never tries to interrupt her or really say much of anything at all. And she starts to get used to it. Every now and then she offers him a drink and every now and then he'll say yes. And that's how it all starts. And Lyla has to admit, it's kind of nice knowing that someone like Happy has her back.
Especially when Lyla becomes a producer rather than an actress. Any time that any of the guys (or girls) give her any grief whatsoever, Happy is there and he just materializes behind Lyla like, "I can take care of them for you."
And Lyla is so sweet, and she knows that he means well, but she still rejects the casual "threatening, disappearance, potentially murder" ideas that he floats her way. That's his love language, though, so she takes it for what it is.
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don't go breaking my heart // chibs telford x oc
Chibs Telford x F!OC
Warnings: 18+, smut, language, drinking, drug use
Word Count: 1,643
"Don't go breaking my heart," I sing, my words slurring together but it's mostly hidden by my overly enthusiastic singing.
"I couldn't if I tried," Bobby sings back, equally as drunk.
We're known to do karaoke duets whenever we get drunk enough, so the crowd is enjoying the usual show. I'm standing on top of the bar, Bobby standing by my foot. Chibs is standing by my other foot, getting the perfect look up the short plaid skirt that I've paired with a black corset and knee-high heeled black boots. Once we've finished our duet, Chibs pulls me off of the bar and wraps me in his arms, his hands resting on my ass to reassert his territory to any of the visiting bikers that may have thought that they stood a chance with me.
"How was I, baby? I think I should try out for that show. American Voice? The Idol? Something like that," I ramble as I thread my fingers into his hair. I don't know how he gets it so silky. I'm convinced that he uses my conditioner but I haven't been able to catch him doing it yet.
"Beautiful, lass. We can get you signed up for American Voice and you'll be famous in no time. I can become a stay-at-home husband," He replies, his grin telling me that he's teasing me. We've been married for a couple of years now, and I still will never get tired of hearing him call himself my husband.
"Chibs, stop groping your old lady in front of us, man," Tig yells from the other end of the bar, despite the fact that he's groping some croweater in a much more scandalous way.
"Kiss my big fat Scottish ass, Trager," I yell back while showing him my red-painted middle finger. Chibs loves it when my nails are painted red because he says that they look amazing wrapped around his cock.
"It's definitely a big ass," He replies and immediately ducks as Chibs throws an empty beer can at him. "I meant it in a good way!"
Chibs pulls me over to the couches where Lyla, Opie, Tara, and Jax are all cuddled up together. Once he's settled into the couch, he pulls me onto his lap and I snuggle in as he lights a joint for us to share.
"Ellie, you may be giving Bobby a run for his money as the resident singer," Jax teases with Tara wrapped under his arm. She doesn't normally hang around the clubhouse like this, so it's no surprise that she's asleep.
"What can I say? I'm a woman of many talents," I answer before taking a hit off of the joint and passing it around the group.
"Singing is up there in your top three along with drinking and yelling at people," Opie quips after taking a hit. Lyla is used to these kinds of things so she's wide awake on Opie's lap. We've gotten close in the little time that she's been with Opie and that we've been working together. I would consider her one of my best friends now, even more than Opie.
"You've officially lost best friend status, Opie and you're being replaced by Lyla. She's much nicer than you."
"Oh, no. Whatever will I do," He replies sarcastically, his tone as dry as the Sahara. Chibs laughs but is quick to stop when I glare at him. He pecks my lips as his way of making it up to me, and, as usual, it works.
We all sit and chat for a while, talking about the club and other things going on in our lives. Lyla asks about Killian, and I talk with her about how much he's grown and how Chibs and I are talking about having another. The whole time we're talking about this, Opie is looking at Lyla with hope in his eyes and I do my best to ignore it so I don't have to dig deeper into what that means.
Chibs and I have finished sharing our second bottle of Jameson when his hand placed on my thigh begins rubbing up and down, his fingers just barely nudging the hem of my skirt. I squirm in his lap and his fingers begin to inch further and further up. I lean back to whisper in his ear.
"Wanna take me upstairs and fuck me or are you just gonna tease me all night?"
He pushes us both to stand up, hurriedly telling everyone goodnight before taking us up to the dorms. Killian is having a sleepover with Abel at Gemma's so we don't have to worry about getting home to him. Chibs pulls us into the first open room we find, locking the door behind us as he starts kissing me.
"I wanna fuck you in this tiny little skirt, lamb," He says in between kisses before slapping my ass, causing me to moan into his mouth. He pops my flesh three more times before pushing me onto the bed. "You gonna be a good girl, or do I need to tie you up?"
"When am I ever a good girl, daddy?"
He whips off his belt before using it to restrain my hands above my head. Once I'm secure, he pulls the cups of my corset down to alternate between my tits, sucking my nipples into hard peaks before smacking them. I shriek as I feel the pain go directly to my clit, making my already wet pussy even more soaked. He drops to his knees at the end of the bed and pulls me so that my ass is balancing on the edge before he flips my skirt up to reveal that I haven't been wearing panties all night.
"All I've been thinking about all night was burying my face in your pussy, lamb. I've been as hard as a rock ever since I saw this pretty pink pussy begging for me from under your skirt as you stood on the bar. I should spank you for being bare in front of my brothers, but I'll save that for later."
Those are the last words he says before his head disappears between my legs, his lips peppering kisses on the soft skin of my inner thighs before diving into my heat. He laps up the moisture at my entrance before sliding two fingers into me as he sucks on my clit. I arch my back at the pleasure and wish that I could bury my hands in his hair.
"Fuck, baby, right there. Please, please keep sucking my clit. I'll be such a good girl," I beg and he answers my begging with a third finger entering me and even more pressure on my already swollen clit. He pulls his mouth away to look up at me as his fingers continue to pump in and out.
"Don't lie, little lamb. You love being my bad girl, don't you? You like when daddy spanks you for disobeying. You like being my dirty little slut."
He sucks my clit back between his lips and I arch my back and scream as I come on his fingers. He doesn't let up though, leading into another mind-blowing orgasm that makes my toes curl so much that they cramp in my boots. Despite the tears rolling down my cheeks, he keeps thrusting his fingers in and out of me, curling them to hit my g-spot every time. I can't help the moans that fall off of my lips as I begin to squirt all over his hand.
"Fuck, that's it, baby. Squirt on my hand before I fuck you with my cock. Such a good girl, such a good good girl."
He finally slows down and pulls his fingers out of me, though he's quick to undo his pants and pull his thick cock out of his boxers. I take deep breaths as he lines up with my entrance, pressing his lips against mine as he slides in.
"I love you," I whimper against his lips as he thrusts slowly and deeply into me, the head of his cock hitting my g-spot every time. I can feel the pressure building again, but I don't have the energy to fight it.
"I love you, too little girl. You're doing so amazing, lamb. I'm so proud of you." He clasps our hands together as I come for the fourth time and he finally explodes in me.
His forehead rests against mine as we both try to catch our breath, our chests pressed together so that I can feel his rapid heartbeat and he can feel mine. He unclasps his belt around my wrists and begins to massage the sore skin there, pulling his forehead away from mine to kiss the angry red marks on my pale skin. He tries to pull out of me as gently as he can and goes to the bathroom to get me a warm washcloth and a glass of water.
I'm sitting up when he returns and he kneels in front of me to wipe his come from between my legs as I chug the water he brought. He kisses my forehead before going back to the bathroom to fill up the glass again.
"Whenever we have sex, you always end up with barely any of your clothes off. That's not fair," I say as he sits down next to me on the bed.
"Technically, you're still wearing your clothes, lass. They're just not on properly," He answers as he pulls his shirt off. I undo my corset and skirt and take his shirt from him. He pulls off his jeans and we climb under the covers together with me wrapped in his arms.
"Jackie Boy is gonna be pissed when he sees what we did to his bed," Chibs says into the darkness and I can't help the laugh that falls from my lips.
#smut#chibs#chibs fanfiction#chibs telford#fanfiction#filip telford#soa#sons of anarchy#jaxteller#jax#chibs smut#opie winston#lyla winston#tara knowles
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Rewatching SOA reminds me of why I always had a hate/love for Tara's character. One big issue I had with Tara is how she looked down on everyone and thought she was so much better. Lyla being a prime example of this. Since the beginning Tara looked down on Lyla and she never gave her a chance. She would take unnecessary jabs at Lyla, like the scene where she insulted Lyla in front of the kids. Tara's superiority complex was just god awful.
Even after she assisted lyla in getting an abortion and lyla made Tara her maid of honor, she still never saw her as a friend. She literally said, here comes another one, when she saw lyla the day ima was at the clubhouse. She never saw lyla as anything more than her job or some croweater. And even then she didn't have the decency to tell lyla the truth about opie, she just lied along with gemma.
If you have the dvds, when opie died she couldn't being herself to comfort lyla, just ordered her around and told her to clean herself up to honor Opie. She was never a good friend to lyla, she never checked up on her, nothing, zilch! She thought she was better off believing that she wasn't like everyone else therefore they weren't on her level. Tara got some unnecessary hate but when it comes to how she treated lyla, it was justified.
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