#chuice

[castlefreque]

chuice shippers whos up

song: anything - adrianne lenker

[fuckyeahwalruses]

Is this fandom even still around if I wrote something lmao

[not-roboto]

Okay, so I read this incredible headcanon about Juice joining the Mayans instead of SoA by @jaynedolluk a long while ago, and when I found that no one had written any fanfics inspired in it I had to do something about it, so I made this fanart!!.

I also decided to put Juice in the Southern Cali. division because this was an incredible opportunity to make a Mayans MC. and Sons Of Anarchy crossover, and I couldn’t waste it.

pls any talented writers come thru.

[magickhajiit]

The Disgraced Son

My first Sons of Anarchy Fanfiction. Thanks to @cappucin-hoe for beta reading my first chapter.

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The first 24 hours are the worst, with nothing but the constant hum of the prison and the occasional passing guard for company. It's near enough torture to a man who despises isolation. Not one of the guards glances his way. There’s no need to acknowledge a disgraced son, a man who was a rat, and a traitor to his own family. Without the reputation of the Sons protecting him, he feels almost as exposed as he did standing in the Mayans' warehouse, his kutte being taken and his last connection to his family being ripped away. Morbid thoughts burrow into his skull when he’s sat motionless in the cell so he moves. He does a variety of push-ups and squats, when that fails to expel his rising anxiety he paces up and down the cramped cell, getting more frantic with every passing second.

He’s so wrapped up in his pacing he almost doesn’t notice his new visitor but it’s hard not to detect the presence of Tully, an AB shot caller who leads hundreds of men, men who wish for Juice’s early demise, based purely on his darker shade. No guards are trailing him, Tully’s well aware of the fact they’re not needed. Not when, over the previous year, every misstep of Juices was met with harsh punishment, conditioning him into little more than a beaten dog that still comes when his master calls. Juice’s eyes immediately jump to the swastika etched upon Tully’s pale skin, a symbol of hatred that reminds Juice of his own secret.

Tully returns his observation, darkened eyes light up with a look Juice can't quite discern. He rattles off the exact plan Bobby and Jax had told him before he was sent on his suicide mission to Stockton. Not a word from his mouth is rushed. Each sentence is drawn out giving Tully, with a sick fascination, more time to watch every emotion that filters across Juice's face. He watches the way Juice’s jaw clamps shut and the way his hands tremble before they're tightened into fists, he also watches the way his wall breaks down and emotion seeps through at the mention of his task, to bloody his hands once more and kill Henry Lin.

Thinking about the murder still sickens him. He knows that act will break whatever pieces of him still remain and he’ll receive no comfort nor mercy after the fact; he'll most likely receive a shiv plunged into the nearest artery, undoubtedly courtesy of Tully himself. It feels unfair, the fact that, despite his best intentions, he’s in this position, cut off from his estranged family and far, far away from his Chibs. Chibs is a scar on Juice’s soul that won’t heal. Every time Juice thinks of him turning away on the road a fresh wave of pain hits, threating to pull him under and suffocate him.

Lin’s murder shouldn’t matter. Juice’s part to play in it is simply his ticket back into Samcro, back into Chib’s favour. But it does matter. And days later when Tully has taken his payment and placed him in the room with Lin it still matters, but it doesn’t stop Juice from taking the blade and finishing the job.

[wishuwouldremembermeforcenturies]

I am on episode 6 of Season 6 and nobody can convince me that Juice isn‘t hopelessly in love with Chibs.

He did that stupid stunt to impress him and Jax is so soft with him cause he knows!

[gayesthalfgay]

Juice: *accidentally elbows Chibs*

Chibs: You wanna fuckin’ die?

Juice: *whispering* kinda..

Chibs: *concerned* Baby, we’ve talked about this

[juicechibs]

[zabocado]

Y’all I have a ship trope ❤️

The angsty/serious/mean/badass/silent mean types with the funny/goofball/kinda lowself esteem/awkward/ loud/ talkative/sensitive type

💕💕💕

Sorry but that’s my jammmmm