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Beautiful Redemption

Beautiful Redemption

(THE PORN STAR)

"Redemption lies in the beauty of second chances."

In which; Wendy Case's baby sister finds herself drawn to a particular man wearing the reaper.

Status: ongoing

22/04/2024-present

SOA: S2-

Chibs Telford x fem! oc

Starring: Giorgia Whigham (Avery Case) and Timothy Olyphant (Stanley Case)

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Sons of Anarchy. All rights go to Kurt Sutter, FX and any others that made this amazing show possible. I do, however, own my character, Avery Case, and any other OCs I might add in the future, along with their backstories and their storylines within the show. I do not give permission for anyone to repost my work as their own in anyway.

GRAPHICS: I MAKE the majority of the gifs that are used throughout this book, including the ones on this page. On occasion I will use gifs I find on google, which I will clarify. Any gifs I haven't made, all rights should go to the creators. I also DO the collages, covers, tags and trailers that are made. The majority of the pictures are made by A.I imaging.

⚠️WARNING 18+⚠️: violence, coarse language, mental health issues, domestic violence, abuse, possiblity of sexual abuse and/or rape, gore, fighting, drug and alcohol abuse, criminal activity, guns, sex work, large relationship age gap, death or talks of death, inappropriate racial slurs (things said in the show) and detailed sex scenes will appear in this book. If any of these are a trigger for you, please take caution if you decide to continue.

CHAPTER ONE

Family Matters

[ Small Tears ]

"I think it stems from my raging Daddy issues."

~ AVERY CASE to CHIBS TELFORD

AVERY'S OUTFIT

THE HOSPITAL WAITING ROOM buzzed with the muted sounds of whispered conversations and the occasional beep of medical equipment. Luann Delaney, the matriarch of the porn industry, hovered over one of her girls, Avery Case, her expression a mix of concern and frustration. With a gentle touch, she dabbed at Avery's bloody nose, trying to stem the flow of blood.

"It's gonna be okay," she assured her with a gentle tone. "Just tip your head back a little bit. I don't think it's broken.

"Wait a minute, hang on to that," Luann instructed, passing the tissue to Avery, before her attention shifted to the entrance.

Two figures strode into the room, their presence commanding attention. Jax Teller and Chibs Telford, members of the notorious Sons of Anarchy Motorcycle Club.

Luann wasted no time addressing the newcomers, her voice tinged with anger, "I told you not to stir things up. Look what that asshole did to her," she admonished, gesturing towards a bruised and battered Avery.

Jax's eyes widened in shock as he rushed to kneel in front of Avery, his heart sinking at the sight of her injuries, "Holy shit, Avery," he breathed, his voice heavy with concern and guilt.

Luann's curiosity piqued as she observed the interaction between Jax and Avery, "Wait, you two know each other?"

Jax nodded solemnly, his gaze never leaving Avery's battered form, "Yeah, she's my ex-wife's baby sister," he confirmed, his tone laced with regret. "This was Caruso?"

Avery confirmed Jax's words with a nod, her voice strained with pain, "Yeah, little prick," she muttered, her eyes locking with his.

Jax's expression softened as he gently brushed Avery's hair out of her face, his heart aching at her words, "Oh, God, darlin', I'm sorry," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. "I didn't even know you were still in the game. I thought you were at school up in Nevada."

"The old man's got a crank debt the size of Indiana Hills," Avery explained her predicament, the desperation evident in her voice. "I gotta pay it off or they'll kill him, Jax," she confessed, her words weighted with the burden of responsibility. "I mean, he was a shitty father, but he doesn't deserve to die."

Jax's anger flared at the mention of Avery's father, his fists clenched in frustration. Stanley Case was not a good man, he abused both Avery and Wendy throughout their entire childhood, both mentally and physically. He abused both alcohol and drugs, putting them first before his own family, which usually resulted with him going to prison for short periods of time on and off, or to disappear for months on end, leaving his daughters to fend for themselves.

But Audrey had a heart of gold, which made her very naive at times, always falling back into old patterns. She believed everyone deserved a second chance, so that's what she gave her father time and time again, which got her into some pretty sticky situations. Unlike Wendy, who had cut off their father years ago.

"So, he's resorted to letting his little girl get rear-ended in front of the camera?!" Jax spat, his eyes blazing with fury.

Avery shook her head, "I don't do that shit anymore. I mainly do solo work, with the occasional blow job," she admitted, her words heavy with shame.

Jax's anger continued to simmer beneath the surface as he processed Avery's words, his mind racing with thoughts of retribution, "There's gotta be a better way," he insisted, his voice laced with determination.

"This is the quickest way to pay back Darby," she said with a sigh. If she had a choice she wouldn't be doing this either, but she didn't want to find her father dead in a ditch one day.

Jax's expression softened as he reached out to gently examine Avery's bruised face, his heart breaking at her pain, "Shit, Aves. What did this animal do to you?" he whispered, his voice laced with concern.

"Tell them what Georgie said," Luann interjected, urging Avery to repeat the threatening message from Georgie.

Avery hesitated, before revealing the extent of Georgie's threat, her words a chilling reminder of the dangers that lurked in their world, "He told me to tell Luann that if the little biker boys show up again, he's going to roll the cameras while he jams his dіck up all your asses," she recounted, her voice trembling with fear.

Jax's features hardened as he vowed to take action, his fists clenched in silent fury, "I'm gonna go fuck this guy up. You alright?" he asked, his concern evident as he searched Avery's eyes for reassurance.

Avery nodded, a flicker of determination igniting within her despite the pain, "Yeah, I'll pull through," she affirmed, her voice steady despite the turmoil raging within her.

Jax pressed a tender kiss to Avery's cheek, before rising to his feet, his gaze lingering on her form with a mixture of affection and determination, "I'll catch ya later, darlin'," he promised, his voice a solemn vow as he prepared to face the threat head-on.

Luann's voice cut through the tension, her tone a mix of warning and concern as she addressed Jax, "Jax, don't you do anything!" she admonished, her words a desperate plea for restraint amidst the escalating chaos.

"Who the hell do you think you're talking to?!" Jax roared back, his face full of fury. "He came after my family! Now, it's personal! Get her patched up! Call the rest of your talent, tell them to lock their goddamn doors!" he commanded, his voice echoing with authority.

As Jax and Chibs prepared to leave, Luann's voice echoed with a note of apology as she recoiled, slight fear over taking her features at Jax's outburst.

"Should we call Clay?" Chibs asked, moving in toe with his V.P.

"Nah, I'll handle it. I need you to make sure she gets home. Keep her safe," Jax replied, motioning to Avery, who was now being comforted by Luann once more as the tears of pain and fear started to overwhelm her.

"All right, Jackie boy," with a nod of understanding and a pat on the back, Chibs accepted the responsibility, his gaze unwavering as he watched Jax depart, before heading back over to Avery and Luann.

***

Stepping through the doors to Avery's upstairs apartment, Chibs' eyes scanned the room, taking in the sight before him.

The apartment was dimly lit with flickering fluorescent lights, casting shadows on cracked walls. The air was heavy with the scent of stale cigarettes and mildew. Rusty pipes groaned in protest as water dripped from leaky faucets. Outside, sirens wailed in the distance, punctuating the constant hum of urban decay.

Although, despite the neglect, the apartment displayed a sense of home with mismatched furniture arranged in a cozy layout. A threadbare rug covers the worn linoleum floor, and faded curtains hung from the windows, attempting to soften the harsh sites of the rough streets. Despite the cracks in the walls, framed photos and knick-knacks added a personal touch of Avery.

"Thanks for dropping me off and walking me to the door, Filip," Avery said as she closed the door behind them, discarding her bag, phone and keys on the kitchen counter.

"Anytime, lass," Chibs said, his Scottish accent filling the air. And Avery wasn't going to lie, she found the sound of his voice very attractive.

While Chibs came to lean on the kitchen counter, his arms folded over his chest, Avery pulled the fridge open, grabbing herself a water, before offering one to Chibs, who waved a dismissive hand, shaking his head.

"But if you don’t mind me asking," Chibs started to say, observing the blonde closely as she came to sit at the dining table cross legged. "You seem like a sweet girl, how do you end up sucking dick for a living?"

Avery choked on a mouth full of water at the abrupt question, placing the bottle of water down in front of her, she let out a sigh, before replying, "I think it stems from my raging daddy issues."

Chibs chuckled, a smirk crossing his face as he shook his head in amusement.

But Avery's expression was dead serious, "I'm not kidding."

All amusement dropped from Chibs’ face at the girl's words.

"I got into the escort business right out of school," Avery started to explain, a hint of sadness etched in her tone. "My mum took off when I was a baby. And my dad was in and out of prison, and when he wasn’t, he was never really around, so it was just me and Wendy. If we didn’t work, we didn't eat, we didn't bath - It kept the lights on. And as time went by I just got deeper and deeper into the industry."

A sympathetic expression crossed Chibs' face as he felt a pang at his heart for the young woman, "I'm sorry," he said softly.

"I'm not," she retorted, shrugging her shoulders nonchalantly at Chibs' surprised expression. "I know where I come from, and I know who I am. Sometimes life deals you a rough hand, and you do what you have to do to make it through. We all have our own deck of cards to play. Isn't that why you wear that kutte?"

A slight smile tugged at the corner of his lips, nodding his head in agreement, "I guess so," he said, striding forward and pulling out a chair, before taking a seat across from Avery.

Avery watched him cautiously with a hint of confusion, "You don't have to stay, you know. I'll be fine," she assured. "Jax is being way too overprotective."

But Chibs didn't even attempt to move as he simply leaned back in his chair, folding his arms over his chest, "I think it's best that I do, they might come back."

"If you insist," she said, making it to her feet. "There's beer in the fridge, help yourself. I'm gonna shower," she declared, starting to remove her clothes right in front of him without a care in the world, before heading into her bathroom.

Chibs’ eyes widened as he watched her go, her bare ass on full display.

But as Avery pushed the door close, a crack remained, so Chibs was able see her through the mirror.

Seconds later, the sound of the shower running filled the air, a steady cascade of water against tile echoing softly through the room. But moments later, Chibs' ears caught onto the distant murmuring sound of a girl moaning. His interest piqued as he leaned slightly closer to the door, still seated on the chair in the dining room and as he turned his gaze to the bathroom mirror once more, he caught sight of exactly what she was doing with that damn shower head.

"Jesus, Mary and Joseph!" Chibs cursed under his breath, running a hand down his face as he readjusted himself in his pants that seemed to have become very tight all of a sudden.

***

The door to the clubhouse closed behind Avery as stepped inside behind her brother-in-law.

Jax's mind raced with plans and possibilities, each thought a puzzle piece in his quest to protect those he cared about. Yet amidst the chaos of his thoughts, one idea shone brightly like a beacon of hope.

Turning to face Avery, Jax's gaze softened with a newfound determination, "Avery, listen to me," he began. "I know things are tough right now, but maybe there's another way of doing things."

Avery's eyes flickered with curiosity, a glimmer of hope stirring within her weary heart, "What do you mean?" she asked, her voice laced with uncertainty.

Jax took a step closer, "I want you to come work for the club," he explained, his words measured yet filled with sincerity. "We could use some extra hands behind the bar at Samcro parties. And Mum can always use a hand with paper work at TM."

Avery's eyebrows furrowed in confusion, her mind struggling to comprehend the offer before her, "But what about my dad's debt?" she questioned, her stress evident in her tone.

Jax's gaze locked with hers, "I'll talk to the guys, see if we can work something out," he promised, his voice filled with determination. "Maybe we can use some of the money earned at parties to help pay off your old man's debt faster."

A flicker of hope danced in Avery's eyes as she considered Jax's offer, the prospect of freedom tantalisingly close, "You'd do that for me?" she whispered, her voice tinged with disbelief.

Jax nodded, his expression filled with unwavering certainty, "You're family, Avery," he affirmed, his words a solemn vow. "And family takes care of each other."

A smile tugged at the corners of Avery's lips as she reached out to grasp Jax's hand, her touch a silent expression of gratitude, "Thank you, Jackie," she murmured, her voice filled with emotion.

With a reassuring squeeze of her hand, Jax offered her a small smile, his heart filled with hope for the girl's future, "I'm gonna get you out of the life, Aves, I promise you that."

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AVERY'S OUTFIT

The dimly lit bar buzzed with the soft murmur of conversation as Chibs settled onto a stool, his weary frame sinking into the familiar embrace of the worn leather. Avery stood behind the bar, her movements fluid as she worked with practiced ease, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips as she caught sight of Chibs.

"What can I get ya?" she asked, her voice warm and inviting as she met his gaze.

"A whiskey neat, darlin'," Chibs replied, his brogue soft yet filled with warmth as he returned her smile.

As Avery served him the drink, Chibs took a sip, the smooth burn of the whiskey warming him from the inside out. Yet as he savored the familiar taste, Avery's words cut through the air like a knife.

"So, did you enjoy the show?" she asked, a mischievous twinkle in her eye.

In shock, Chibs spit out his drink, the amber liquid splashing against the bar as he struggled to regain his composure.

Avery couldn't help but giggle at his reaction, her laughter a melodic sound amidst the chaos of the bar, "I could see you watching me earlier," she admitted teasingly.

Chibs cleared his throat, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment as he met Avery's gaze, "I'm sorry, lass, but you didn't exactly close the door."

Avery shrugged, a flicker of amusement dancing in her eyes, "Yeah, I'm so used to people watching me. It doesn't really affect me anymore," she confessed. "I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable. But I guess it was just the adrenaline - I needed a release."

Chibs nodded understandingly, his expression filled with empathy, "No judgment here, lass," he assured her. "You do what you gotta do."

Avery smiled gratefully with a hint of cheekiness to it - Chibs could tell she was going to be a hand full.

"You want another?" she asked, her voice warm and inviting as she gestured towards his empty glass.

"Aye, love one," Chibs replied, his voice filled with gratitude as he handed her the glass.

As Avery took the glass from Chibs' hand, their fingers brushed, sending a jolt of electricity coursing through both of them. For a fleeting moment, their eyes met, a silent understanding passing between them, before they both brushed it off, returning to their roles with practiced ease.

With a small smile, Avery served Chibs his drink, the warmth of their brief connection lingering in the air like a promise of something yet to come.

A/N:

23/04/2024

This is a possible fanfiction that I want to write, so if you enjoy please let me know and I will definitely continue this story.

~ Marley 😄

#chibs telford #sons of anarchy fanfiction #sons of anarchy #jax teller #fanfiction #original character #writers on tumblr #reading #books #clay morrow #bobby munson #juice ortiz #giorgia whigham #tommy flanagan #timothy olyphant #tig trager #gemma teller #tara knowles

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spaghettificationandpretzels · 1 year

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Differences in the Original Sons of Anarchy Pilot Script, Part 1/4

Part 2

#sons of anarchy #jax teller #soa #Samcro #Happy lowman #Juice ortiz #Chibs telford #Gemma teller #Tara Knowles

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mrsfilipchibstelford · 1 year

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#sons of anarchy #tommy flanagan #chibs telford #jax teller #charlie hunnam #theo rossi #juice ortiz #maggie siff #tara knowles

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max-greenfield · 2 years

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Sons of Anarchy + name meanings

#sons of anarchy #soaedit #soagifs #tvedit #tvfilmdaily #dailytvgifs #jax teller #gemma teller #clay morrow #opie winston #tig trager #chibs telford #juice ortiz #tara knowles #mine #my gifs

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giveamadeuschohisownmovie · 3 months

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I’m a couple of hours into “Red Dead Redemption 2”. Honestly, if this game were set in modern day, it’d be the “Sons of Anarchy” game adaptation that was never made. Instead of horses, it’s motorcycles.

I’m sensing a lot of Clay Morrow-Dutch Van der Linde parallels. Also, John and Abigail being Jax and Tara (although John actually followed through on his attempt to leave the “life” based on the 1st game). Arthur, to me, is like if Chibs was the main character.

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love-fictional-ppl · 2 months

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Sons of Anarchy Masterlist

*=smut, !=angst, #=fluff, (16+)= not exactly smut but not appropriate for under 16

[Jax Teller]

[Alexander “Tig” Trager]

[Blurbs]

!#Tig and his ol’ lady(16+)

#Tig who’s obsessed with his ol’ lady(16+)

[Happy Lowman]

[Harry “Opie” Winston]

[Filip “Chibs” Telford]

[Kip “Half-Sack” Epps]

[Juan Carlos “Juice” Ortiz]

[Herman Kozik]

[Tara Knowles]

[Gemma Teller]

[Wendy Case]

#sons of anarchy #S.O.A #jax teller #jax teller x reader #tara knowles #chibs sons of anarchy #chibs telford #chibs x reader #tig trager x reader #tig trager #juice ortiz #gemma teller #half sack Epps #Wendy case

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witchthewriter · 1 year

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𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐀𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐲: 𝐀𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐄𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠

with @yourwinchesterbros.

Everyone is welcome to comment!

This is a post for discussing what could have happened in SoA. The ‘what ifs’, and ‘could haves.’ E.g., what if Opie didn’t die and someone else did? Or if Juice made different decisions, would there have been a different outcome?

Everyone’s opinions will be respected, and there are no wrong takes.

You can either reblog with your take, or talk in the comments 🌻🌿🌷

This post will have major spoilers.

I felt like they used the miscommunication trope in the ending, and I absolutely despise that choice. In every sort of media, I think it’s a bit of a cop-out for writers in all honesty.

I’m still bitter that Opie died, I think it was a necessary death for Jax’s character development. But what if he hadn’t? I think the show would still feel a bit light-hearted. After Opie’s death, the show felt colder.

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heronpoxed · 1 year

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Major Sons of Anarchy Spoilers

This post is for Tara Knowles stans and Tara Knowles stans only!

(maybe a little bit for her antis too)

Y’all know that I love Jax Teller right? but I love Tara Knowles more and sometimes I hate Jax so much, it is absolutely palpable because he is a pathological cheating manwhore<3

This is probably going to be some type of um expansion of the similar post I wrote years ago (I wrote a whole goddamn essay. My 17-year-old self went all out and if you’re interested, here’s the link: https://www.tumblr.com/heronpoxed/625890875891990529/sons-of-anarchy-spoilers ) but this time I am older, wiser and more pissed off.

I was scrolling through reddit, reading some convos on why Jax cheated on Tara this much and what his motivations were. Most of them were stating similar things which can be narrowed down to this: “This was the life and the MC culture. When you’re a part of an MC there are expectations that you need to meet aka expectations to cheat on your partners. He was raised this way. He was a womanizer and had gotten a horrible example of love from Gemma and Clay. He was seeking distractions, etc”

Well, let me tell you: What a load of fucking bullshit.

First of all, we have Otto fucking Delaney who did so much unimaginable shit just because he was in love with Luann. Looking at Otto, would you really think that he would be capable of cheating on her? And the fact that he was a loyal husband would make him seem less deserving of his title as an MC member?

I hate that everyone excuses Jax’s cheating. Like, at all! I hate that Sutter thought that he had to make Jax a cheater in order to portray a realistic MC member. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t know shit about MC other than what I’ve seen on the show, but let me tell you this: Jax was always portrayed as someone who was smarter than the rest of the club, more intelligent and above all this fake and basic instinct bullshit that most of the members lived by for so long and this is exactly why Jax being a cheater does not make sense because it just made him inconsistent. The toxic MC culture is to be unfaithful to your partners but the whole essence of Jax’s character is that he tried as much as he could to go against said culture and push the MC in a healthier direction.

With Jax always taking the moral high ground while being a VP and mostly taking a moral high ground while being a prez, you wouldn’t expect him to do shit like this to Tara, a woman he so obviously loves with his whole being. Like thats the thing, you can’t even say that he doesn’t love her because the lengths that he was willing to go for her were immeasurable. He got confused there for a sec but in the end he literally gave up his freedom so she could have hers and if we look through the darker lens, we all witnessed what he did to the poor Chinese boy and his own mother.

The only time I get Jax’s motivation to sleep with someone who isn’t his wife, is when he found out about the divorce and the pregnancy. That thing would really fvck someone up and even if I hated that instead of talking it out with Tara or just like shouting at her, he decided to bury himself in a blonde milf, I understand why he did it. He was feeling hurt and upset and betrayed (tho If he hadn’t become a person who couldn’t be reasoned with, this could’ve been avoided).

However, him sleeping with Colette in 6x01??? There is no excuse!

This is the shit that I hate the most, man. The second his relationship with Tara got strained, he ran straight to Colette instead of facing his issues and let me tell you, this makes Jax a coward.

What’s worse is that he wanted to do it again and if he hadn’t seen Colette with Baroski, he most definitely would’ve slept with her that day. That entire scene is absolutely disgusting. Not because it’s relatively graphic, but because of the look on Jax’s face, like Colette was his and he felt violated that someone else was sleeping with his property. I literally gagged and threw up and cried. Thats how sick that scene was.

What’s even worse than THAT, is that if Colette hadn’t died in the Diosa massacre, that manwhore would’ve slept with her again and wouldn’t even feel weird about it(1) even after being caught with her by his wife, (2) even after knowing deep down that, on moral level, Tara would’ve been upset about and would not have wanted this.

As much as I dislike Colette and don’t greet her tendency to get attracted to the guys that are clearly taken (don’t forget she had an eye for Nero first), to say the least, it annoys the hell out of me that everyone blames her. Hello? Jax isn’t exactly blameless here?!?! He easily could’ve said NO. What would Colette have done?! forced herself on him?! give me a break. People are so quick to blame women for the shit that men build the foundation for.

I feel exactly the same way about the Ima situation. Ima WAS dumb but it wasn’t as if both Opie and Jax hadn’t made a conscious decision to sleep with her. Jax rearranging Ima’s face, calling her a wh*re and telling her to stay away from his family was unwarranted to say the least considering that he brought her in the clubhouse, into his life and inadvertently, everyone else’s.

Gods know how much I love Jax Teller but dude, DUDE! like I could never excuse such shitty behavior of his and whoever does is an utter misogynist and a victim of toxic masculinity. Jax wouldn’t have been any less intimidating or any less biker-y without being a pathological cheater. He could’ve broken Tara’s heart a million different ways, could’ve dealt with his cowardly issues with a million different distractions and coping mechanisms. Why did it have to be constant infidelity?

Honestly, that’s so embarrassing of you, Jax.

What breaks my heart the most is the fact that Tara went back to him every single time even though she clearly stated that cheating was a deal-breaker for her. That’s how much she loved him but at the end of the day, that’s a woman written by a m*n; fulfilling this sick male fantasy that the woman has to be loyal to the man no matter what.

Damn, I needed to say all that. I’m rewatching like for the 5th time I think and I am so so angry. Now that I’m older I see things more clearly which makes me even more angry.

I don’t know what the take-away is from this y’all but I can say one thing: Tara Knowles-Teller, my sweet, beautiful angel, deserved the best version of her husband. Not that second-hand cheap copy of him.

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reyeswritesmc · 1 year

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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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marleyelona · 16 days

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Just made a trailer for my ride or die fanfiction would love it if you all checked it out.

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Full story is on Wattpad: https://www.wattpad.com/story/364431859-ride-or-die-the-president%27s-daughter

Also can be found on here: https://www.tumblr.com/marleyelona/748014390724460544/ride-or-die-the-presidents-daughter?source=share

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spaghettificationandpretzels · 1 year

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Differences in the Original Sons of Anarchy Pilot Script, Part 3/4

Part 2

Part 4

#sons of anarchy #jax teller #happy lowmam #Juice ortiz #Chibs telford #Gemma teller #tara knowles #Tig trager

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mrsfilipchibstelford · 1 year

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Watch "Theo The Attention Whore" on YouTube

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@withmyteeth I found the video!

#theo rossi #sons of anarchy #tommy flanagan #charlie hunnam #soa #maggie siff #chibs telford #jax teller #tara knowles #juice ortiz #Youtube

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iamcuziam · 2 months

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Started watching Sons of Anarchy.

I hope Tara and Jax don't last. She does not need to be mixed up in all that shit. I need her to get tf outta dodge.

Jax seems to be in a really unstable position with squad and I do feel like its bc he reading his dads journals or w/e. Like tbh I don't blame the rest of the gang for being cross with him bc he does seem to keep being at odds with Clay and that's crazy bc Clay is the leader. Like bro tf is you doing??

The way Gemma be acting to Tara I wild bc al she did was break up with Jax and leave. Like Gemma whole this is this hardboiled soccer mom gang matriarch and its tiring frfr. Can't say I like her too much... I don't really like Tara either but she is at least a good person from what i've seen anyway.

lastly, I'm in love with Jax obv, Clay (I will beat tf outta Gemma), and Chibs.

#I'm on s1e9 btw #sons of anarchy #jax teller #clay morrow #gemma teller #chibs telford #tara knowles

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creativitybeware · 1 year

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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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witchthewriter · 1 year

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𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐀𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐲 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐐𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐞

Tagged by @yourwinchesterbros. I’m reverse uno-ing; you have to play too!

Warnings: swears, soa themes, talks of episodes - so suicide mentions, violence

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑰 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉

Oh my god, I think I fell in love with Opie. His height, his tattoos, his dedication to his wife...it was all so sexy. I mean I still love him, but I also feel like he didn’t really have a personality...

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑰 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒂𝒔 𝑰 𝒅𝒐 𝒏𝒐𝒘:

Chibs; I didn’t think I would love an old Scot so much. His interactions with his daughter still make my heart melt. I wish there was more of them.

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒆𝒍𝒔𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏’𝒕:

I really don’t like Bobby, he just feels like a seedy old man to me. He didn’t ... do much for the club. And how he treated Cherry... even if it was an act, it was awful.

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒆𝒍𝒔𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒔:

I don’t know! Is Nero hated? I really like Nero - he was a stable man who did his best, especially for his son. And what he wanted for his son was beautiful, I hope Jax’s boys have a lovely time growing up on that farm

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑰 𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒅𝒐𝒏’𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓:

... Juice. I hate cowards, and I’m not talking about his suicide attempt, that was; valid? I guess you could say. But he seemed like the weakest link - he kept getting involved with the cops no matter what. Why couldn’t he just go to the club and tell them what was going on in the first place?

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑰 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒕𝒐𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒄𝒉:

OPIE !! CHIBS !! TIG !! TARA !! LYLA !! I can’t just choose one person, are you crazy?! I would die if Chibs called me sweetheart in that swoon-worthy Scottish accent though. And Opie’s heIGHT, oh my god - I get weak at the knees just thinkin’ about him.

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑰’𝒅 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆:

Tara mixed with Gemma; knowledge, ambition, brains, fire, ‘don’t fuck with me’ attitiude. I like the thought of being intimidating tbh - but really I’m just a big ol’ softie.

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑰’𝒅 𝒔𝒍𝒂𝒑:

There are a LOT; Clay, Bobby, all the villains... Oh god June! All the people involved in stealing Abel and not giving him back. Like how can I just choose one?? Line ‘em up and just do one big slap line.

𝑨 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆:

I - I don’t actually have a pairing that I love. Jax and Tara ... she had so much to live for and his decisions kept holding her back. She was basically a single mother as well as a doctor, and handled Gemma.

Opie and Donna felt like they came from two separate worlds and he only showed passion for her when she died.

And then Opie and Lyla... it didn’t feel right. It didn’t click.

Clay and Gemma - well they were perfect for one another, but I don’t ‘love them’ per say. Because of what Clay did to Gemma; it churns my guts.

𝑨 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒔𝒆:

Chibs & Althea. Chibs never really had any romantic partners throughout the series, and they gave him a COP?! Watching it for the first time... I was EMBARRASSED for Chibs ... And I always skip the episodes when they’re together.

I also HATED Jax and Colette; she looked as if she was his mother. And it felt ... Freudian. Like a weird Mummy kink thing. I know it wasn’t a proper relationship but they still hooked up and it felt so odd.

An additional question that I want to add:

𝑾𝒉𝒐 𝒅𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒃𝒔𝒐𝒍𝒖𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒔𝒆?

Otto Delaney! Hated, hated, hated him! Made me feel so icky, oh and that guy who wanted revenge for his sister. Oh he made me absolutely furious - his hypocrisy!

#sons of anarchy #soa #sons of anarchy fandom #sons of anarchy fandom questionnaire #fandom questionnaire #soa questionnaire #jax teller #opie winston #chibs telford #tig trager #happy lowman #juice ortiz #clay morrow #gemma teller #gemma teller morrow #gemma morrow #tara knowles

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charminggirl512 · 2 years

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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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