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Masterlist!

Requests are closed atm.

Chibs Telford Sons of Anarchy

Duncan Reed Sunset Strip

Derek Hero Wanted

Tommy Trauma

McCellen American Fighter

Michael Mack Dead Dogs Lie

Markus Killers Anonymous

Cicero Gladiator

Michelangelo Strictly Sinatra

Shepherd Adolescence

[withmyteeth]

Only 2 characters killed someone in the series premiere and the series finale - Jax Teller and who?

Tig Trager

Chibs Telford

Gemma Teller

Bobby Munson

Happy Lowman

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Voting ended onJul 4, 2023

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From One Bike to Another (Part 10)

Click HERE for Part 9

A/N:: I am so very sorry it has taken me so long to get the next part up. I kinda stalled out on this story but started getting back into it. Hopefully, Part 11 doesn't take as long.

Pairings:: Angel Reyes x Reader x Chibs Telford Warnings:: swearing, confessions, angst, figuring out life, mentions of sexual assault

I sat beside Creeper and told him the things running through my head. My feelings and worries about Angel, the concerns about my safety. He sat quietly, listening to me express my concerns. I told him about Tara and her hand and Gemma and Clay, I told him every secret and whisper I heard in the Sons' clubhouse, the bullets that sprayed through the walls.

"It's worse than on the border," I sighed. He laughed at that. "I'm just...questioning every decision I have ever made. Leaving Santo Padre, going along with Angel's plan to transfer, staying with these guys. Clay fucking scared the shit outta me today. I got the impression he wants me gone. I may have been eavesdropping a little bit, called me out for it." I shook my head, turning to look up at him. "I'm so fucking glad you're here," I said, more like a whimper.

He reached out and grabbed my hand. As he held it, he said, "Now, it's my turn." I smiled and nodded, knowing he was going to tell me what to do. He always had the best advice and always knew the right words. "First of all, if Angel ever laid a finger on you, I would put him in the fucking ground, got it? So, you can take that off your mind because he would never do that, and if for some insane reason I can't even think of, it would be taken care of immediately."

"Thanks, Creep," I said with a smile. I knew he was right, I just needed to hear it from someone else.

"Second, this shit with the president," he scoffed. "He says something to you again, send him my way. I'll shut that shit down real quick." I nodded, looking down at my legs folded under me. "Why did you leave, mama?" he asked quietly.

"I...had to get out," I sighed, shaking my head.

"Did something happen? Did Angel do something? I'll fuckin-" I cut him off before he could finish his threat. Creeper was always very protective of me. Hank may have been like a big brother, but Creeper was my bodyguard.

"No, he didn't do anything," I said. "If I tell you what happened, you promise you won't tell anyone?"

"Of course," he nodded, shifting closer to me. I thought I was coping better, but the tears still filled my eyes just as easily. "What happened, babygirl?" he asked, running his hand down my arm.

Staring down at the faces on his arm, I focused on one. The woman on his left bicep, I told her what happened. When I told Chibs and then Angel, I couldn't look at them. I couldn't see the way their eyes would change how they looked at me. Ink embedded in skin wouldn't look at me differently.

"I was...um, I was...sexually assaulted," I stuttered. I cleared my throat, wiping my eyes. That was the easiest I had said it. Staring back at the woman with the strong cheekbones and skinny eyebrows, I saw no change. "One of the nights Angel wasn't home, one of Galindo's guys came for me." I saw Creeper shift, trying to comfort me, but I leaned back, not wanting to lose sight of the tattooed woman.

"I'm..." he started, his voice cracking. "I'm sorry." I looked up at him and saw his face, how shocked he was. "You didn't just leave, you ran," he breathed to himself. I nodded, wrapping my arms around my stomach. He looked at me with the same look he always saw me with. "You know I'm here for you, right?" he sighed, his normal serious and threatening tone out of the way. "You need to talk about shit, just get stuff off your chest, I'm always here. Okay, querida?"

I nodded, leaning forward. I pulled him into a tight hug. "Thank you, Neron," I sighed. He wrapped his arms around me, letting them rest on the small of my back. My phone started ringing in my back pocket. I pulled it out and saw Angel's name. "Hello?" I answered, sitting back down on the bed.

"You're still awake," he chuckled. I wasn't sure if he was happy about that or not.

"Yeah, Creep and I are just...catching up, shooting the shit," I sighed. "What're you doing? How was the run?"

"Good, which was surprising. But, I just got home a few minutes ago," he said. "I have some pretty exciting news I just found out."

"Oh, yeah? What's that?" I asked. All I could hope the answer was that the house was getting packed and he was leaving in the morning. I saw Creeper's face drop and I knew my hope was going to get crushed.

"EZ's getting released. He's gonna prospect with the club. He asked if I would be his sponsor."

"Oh," was the only word I could say. I looked up at Creeper who was shaking his head and avoiding my eyes. Angel didn't just find out if Creeper knew this. I knew enough about the club. EZ would have to be voted in order to prospect. Creeper had to give his vote, which means, he knew.

"Yeah, it's going to be great," he chuckled. I could hear the smile in his voice.

"So is he prospecting up in...Oakland with you or...?" I asked, not sure if I wanted an answer. He didn't say anything. A few pain-staking moments went by. "Angel? Did I lose you?" I asked, knowing full well he was still there.

"No, I'm still here, baby," he answered. "That's the...the problem. He's prospecting in Santo Padre. He can't transfer, not until he's fully patched."

"What does that mean for you?" Before I heard the answer, I had tears in my eyes. Creeper reached out and grabbed my hand, bracing me for Angel's reply.

"I'm gonna stay down here, just for a little bit. Just get him settled. Bish said he would sponsor him so I could get up there to be with you."

"So how long is that?" I asked, tears streaming down my face.

"About a month," he answered.

I closed my eyes, letting a sharp stream of air out. "A month?" I exhaled, crying a little harder. There was no doubt he could hear me. Creeper squeezed my hand, running his thumb over my knuckles.

"I know, baby," he sighed. "That's why I asked Creep to go up there. He's gonna stay with you until we need him back down here."

I nodded, blinking away the tears. I should've known Angel was stalling coming back up here. I should've known better. It was clear as day what he was doing. He was avoiding me because he was waiting for things to be finalized. He lied to me.

"How are things in Charming?" he asked, breaking the silence.

"Pretty bad," I answered, not wanting to go into detail.

"Fuck, everything okay? How's Chibs?" I heard him light a cigarette and take a deep inhale.

"Everything's fine," I said. "Chibs's fine." Letting go of Creeper's hand, I wiped the tears off my cheeks. "I, uh, I should go. It's pretty late."

"Put Creep on quick?" he asked. I nodded and handed him the phone. He stood up and walked to the other side of the room while he spoke to Angel.

"Yeah...okay...yeah, I vote yes...yeah...no," he said, turning back to look at me. "I mean, 'no'...Angel, you don't get it, dawg...no, you don't...yeah, okay." He walked back over to me, holding out the phone. I shook my head as I stared up at him. "She doesn't want to talk...no, I'm not doing that...okay."

He hung up the phone and handed it to me. "What was that about?" I asked, setting the phone beside me.

"Club shit," he sighed. "Trying to figure out a better way to move the H. Decided on a dress shop." I looked up at him, my eyebrows stitched together. "I know." Running his hand over his head, he sighed, "I'm sorry I didn't tell you about his brother. He made me promise not to."

"I get it, Creep," I whispered. "He's never coming back up here, is he?" He shrugged, looking down at the floor, avoiding my eyes. "Tell me."

"I don't know what the fuck he's doing," he said. "He already got the okay to transfer charters. He helped us with the Vegas run when we really didn't need it. He told us he didn't want to work with the cartel anymore because-" He stopped himself and cleared his throat.

"Because of what?" I asked. He shook his head and stood up. "What did he say?" I looked up at him pleadingly.

"All he said was he didn't want to work with Galindo because of some personal shit," he sighed. "Makes a lot of fucking sense now." He sat down on the bed beside me. "I really am sorry about all this shit, babygirl. I know you'd rather have him here than me."

"I don't know if that's true, Creep," I sighed. I shook my head and turned towards him. "I don't know if that's true."

Angel walked out after our one and only fight. We had arguments, sure, who didn't? But this fight was explosive. His fist connected with the wall, leaving a hole in the sheetrock. He walked out before he could say or do anything else he regretted.

I told him I didn't like the women around the clubhouse hanging all over him. He started getting defensive and I asked him if there was someone else. That was when all of hell broke loose. He threw his phone at me, telling me to look through it. He was pissed that I would even ask him a question. He was angry that I didn't trust him.

Thirty minutes after he left to go to the clubhouse, Creeper and Hank were at the front door. My big, over-protective brothers. I was a mess and fell into Hank before they even walked in the door. Creeper saw the hole in the wall and grew angry, thinking Angel hurt me in the process.

There was a soft knock on the door. It pushed open with Chibs behind it. "Can I talk to ye?" he asked, looking at Creep. He looked at me and nodded over to him. He stood from the bed and walked over to Chibs.

I could hear Chibs's voice but I couldn't make out his words. Whatever they were, Creeper didn't like hearing. His eyes looked angry and his eyebrows scrunched together. He shook his head and looked back at me.

Chibs walked inside and sat down across the room in the single chair. "Love, you can' stay here any longer," he sighed. "I'm really sorry. I though' ye had more time but Clay, he's..."

"He doesn't want me here," I nodded. "It's fine. I get it." I stood up and started gathering my things, putting them back into my bags.

"Ye can stay the night," he said, standing up. "It's late."

"I got her, dawg," Creeper said. I didn't know if he was saying that in a reassuring way to Chibs or in a protective way against him. Either way, Chibs nodded and stepped out of the room. "I'll find out where the closest hotel is."

"Okay," I smiled. "Thanks, Creeps." He placed a kiss on my forehead as he pulled me into a stolen hug.

As he walked out, I felt like I was going to crumble again. I was tired of crying. I was tired of feeling this weak and this broken that anytime something happened I cried. Shaking it off, I sat down on the bed that had felt like home for so many days.

I didn't regret going with Chibs that night he towed my car. I needed him and the clubhouse more than he could ever know. I didn't regret leaving Santo Padre. The miles I put between us were enough for me to understand the fault lines. I didn't regret anything, except letting Angel leave. Because I trusted him and loved him and thought I could rely on him, I allowed him to walk through the doors, and with everything happening in the place I once called home, there was a chance I wouldn't see him again. He would have to choose: his brother and his club or me.

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Shepherd Masterlist

Revelations

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Michelangelo Masterlist

Strictly Barmaid: Part 1; Part 2 Come Fly With Me

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Cicero Masterlist

Cold Coffee

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Markus Masterlist

Riders on the Storm

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Michael Mack Masterlist

Line of Fire

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McCellen Masterlist

Eye of the Tiger

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Tommy Masterlist

Painter's Muse: Part 1; Part 2

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Derek Masterlist

Can I Convince You?

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Duncan Reed Masterlist

Rock On: Part 1; Part 2; Part 3; Part 4; Part 5; Part 6 Temporary Wings

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Chibs Telford Masterlist!

Help Me Forget: Part 1; Part 2; Part 3; Part 4 Waiting for the Sun: Part 1; Part 2 One More Cup of Coffee: Part 1; Part 2 Divide: Part 1; Part 2 Heart of Glass Why Don't You Stay? Wild Night Drunk Carbon Copy Crying Won't Help What to Expect Brother LA Woman Catch Me If You Can Dreams Man Enough My Hero Halloween Arrested Slither Tones of Home Beaded My Loves Lonely Nights Discipline Bottom of the Spiral Mile High

[cooourtniiix333-deactivated2011]

If you love your Dad reblog this. If not he dies in 13 days.

[jaethefade]

don’t fucking play with me like this the fuck is wrong with y’all

[hanthelion]

I know these things aren’t real and I scrolled past it but it didn’t feel right so now I’m back here reblogging this stupid ass post because I love my dad damn it

[yungxgriff]

NAH LOOK TODAY MY DAD WAS LIKE HEY BREAK ME OUT A MTN DEW AND HE ALWAYS SAYS THAT BUT LIKE TODAY WAS MY LAST DAY WORKING WITH HIM AND I WAS LIKE THIS MIGHT BE THE LAST TIME I HEAR THIS AND THIS IS BAD JUJU I CANT FUCK WITH IT LOVE U DAD

[thisisnotkwistal]

Omg

[jaaxie-deactivated20160112]

if i reblog this can he still die or is it not an option anymore

[ysabelita]

FUCK U. NOW I GOTTA HAVE THIS UGLY ASS POST ON MY BLOG AND MY POOR FOLLOWERS GONNA HAVE IT TOO. FUCK

[a11ife3li5n0thin9]

i’m sorry

[adoresobs]

…sooo, i apologize-

[hydroponicjj]

i-i cannot take the risk. i do be sorry doe. 😳

[starkeydrew]

im way too naive to scroll past this i hate it here

[pixelated-pogues]

i hate it here too…oof

[guysinflowercrowns-deactivated2]

i used to have a meme that breaks these cursed posts but i ain’t risking it i love my pops too much

[birdiefw]

I’M SORRY I’M NOT RISKIN IT

[vinniehcker]

man I’m so sorry I hate this stuff but I CANT

FREE PASS FOR ANYONE SEEING THIS THO XX U DONT HAVE TO

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i'm sorry i'm sorry i'm sorry i'm sorry i'm sorry

[withmyteeth]

Hello, long time, no request.

I'm down with covid which sucks so I could use a little love from our soft boy Creeper. "sick," "kisses," and "artificial" please and thank you! <3

Hey there - sorry to hear that! I hope you are feeling better by now! I just saw this. Enjoy!

——————> 18+ only, Minors DNI <—————— 

“I’m dying,” you moan from the couch, still shivering even though you are under every blanket in the house.

“Baby girl, you’re just sick,” Creeper hollers from the kitchen.

“Easy for you to say.”  Even after taking care of you, giving you kisses all week, he’s still in perfect health.

“Here you go.” He sets down a bowl of what looks to be homemade chicken noodle soup, which explains why he was in the kitchen forever.  “Special recipe, none of that artificial shit.”

“What would I do without you?”

He smiles shyly.  “You’re never going to have to find out.”

[lady-writes-flanagan]

Omg I love this 🥺🥺 this is just what I needed 🖤 thank you so much!

[negansbackdoorwhore]

Heyo! Could you do 35 and/or 37 from the prompt list for The Comedian please?

The Comedian’s reputation scared you but also turned you on. That’s why whenever you first saw him in person, you felt bold flirting at the bar. He was amused by you and took you home. That night was unforgettable as he took you in many ways that made you see stars.

You thought it’d be the last time to see him but he was the one to initiate seeing you regularly. It was always fun and spending nights in his bed and having his rough affection. Although there was one week where things felt off. He wasn’t his confident and arrogant self but you kind of brushed it off.

You were brought over to his home and immediately expected him to want to have sex. You went to kiss him and moved to go beneath his robe but he stopped you.

“Not right now. Let’s just relax on the couch. Do you want a drink?”

“You don’t want me?”

“I do, I really do but let’s slow down for once.”

“Okay.”

Next few hours you were held against him as he smoked a cigar and watched TV. You weren’t used to this but enjoyed the change. You cuddled into his muscular chest and felt him shift to put out his cigar. You laughed as he picked you up in his arms and carried you to his bed. His kiss felt different as it was more soft and calculated. His hands moved over your body and took time to feel you. You felt so important with how he looked at you and made love to you.

“You okay?”

“I’m fine Eddie, but is there something wrong?”

“No. Just go to sleep.”

You did as he held you tightly and for once you woke up to him next to you. His movements woke you up and he brought himself over you.

“I have to go.”

“Right now?”

“Yeah. Now, but you can stay here all day.”

You frowned as he got up and started to put on his armor. When it was time to leave you went to kiss him and he looked sad.

“What’s wrong?”

“I have to go to Vietnam. I don’t know for how long.”

The news made your heart drop and you felt him pulling you to hug him.

“I might never get another chance to say this.” He said in your shoulder and held your face in his hands.

“I love you.” The words hit you hard and brought tears to your eyes. You only held on him as you cried against him.

“Please come back to me.”

“I can’t make any promises. But I’ll do my best.”

[lady-writes-flanagan]

I wasn't expecting this *sob*

But I love it so much *sob*

It's amazing

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Masterlist!

Requests are open! Accepting any form of Tommy Flanagan! * = smut

Chibs Telford : Help Me Forget: Part 1; Part 2; Part 3; Part 4* Waiting For The Sun: Part 1*; Part 2 Bottom of the Spiral Why Don’t You Stay? Heart of Glass Mile High* Wild Night* Slither* Drunk Carbon Copy Crying Won’t Help What to Expect Divide: Part 1; Part 2 Brother Beaded Catch Me If You Can Dreams* Halloween My Hero* One More Cup Of Coffee: Part 1*; Part 2 Man Enough

Duncan Reed : Rock On: Part 1* ; Part 2* ; Part 3 *; Part 4; Part 5; Part 6

Kipling : Night Life* Kiss With A Fist*

Tommy : Painter’s Muse: Part 1, Part 2

Derek : Can I Convince You?*

Michelangelo Strictly Barmaid: Part 1; Part 2

Challenges : Band–Psycho’s 1.5K Bingo Masterlist LA Woman* Arrested

Requests : Tones of Home Chibs x Reader My Loves Chibs x Reader

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I fixed the links for a few of them, so hopefully, they all work now.

If one doesn't work, please let me know so I can try to figure out the problem <3