#soa preference

[witchthewriter]

𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐬' 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐩𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞

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

Warnings: swears, mention of blood and bruising, also creeps

ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ | ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ ᴵᴵ

𝐉𝐀𝐗

・Not surprised, but a tad shocked. He was used to this behaviour from his mother.

・But when he laid his eyes on you, all he could feel was pride.

"How'd the other guy look?"

"Way fuckin' worse, sweetheart," you said with a smirk.

"That's my girl."

・His arm wrapped around you as you left the station, Unser already pulling strings to get you out. Plus, the guy wasn't going to press charges.

・While getting on the back of Jax's bike you said, "You know what, it felt pretty good."

"I know it does babe, but please don't make it a regular thing," he replied and lightly slapped you on your thigh.

"I'll do my best..."

𝐎𝐏𝐈𝐄

・"The hell did that come from?" He asked as you walked through the front door, nursing a very swollen black eye. Apparently punching first doesn't mean you've won the fight.

・"Ugh, would you believe me if I said I ran into a pole?"

"You hate running."

"Fuck, you're right."

・Out of all the guys, he's the most surprised. It took him a while to process it, the story, the lump on your forehead.

・But to him, it meant you accepted this life.

・From his first marriage, Opie was used to having a s/o who was against the club, but with you - you took it in your stride.

・Completely intergrating with it.

・He pulled you onto his lap, cupping your face.

"That's a fucking big one," Opie said, tracing the outline of the bruise.

"I know. But I was the only one left standing."

𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐁𝐒

・Taken aback, mostly upset because you were arrested.

"You're saying my Old Lady, Y/n Telford, was arrested?"

"Yes," Unser said on the other side of the call. He watched you from the door.

Your head was leaning against the cold brick wall. Eyes shut, nose bleeding, but that was the extent of your injuries.

"And may I ask why, she got arrested," Chibs growled.

"She assaulted someone," with Unser's reply, a smile grew on your face.

"She fuckin' what-" then the line went fuzzy and all Unser heard was "I'm coming," before Chibs hung up.

・You weren't worried. Not about being arrested. Because you knew Chibs wouldn't let you stay in here.

・And you were right, because that very afternoon you were released and Chibs grabbed ahold of your face, checking for injuries.

"What were you thinking lass?"

"Oh honey, I wasn't-"

𝐓𝐈𝐆

・Surprised and kinda turned on by it

・It had been pure luck that you weren't arrested. The Sheriffs had been occupied with actual crime ... not a woman punching a creep square in the face.

・However, once Tig came home and saw the swollen, bruised hand of yours, he instantly knew what had happened.

"Look, all I'm gonna say is ... I'm proud of you baby. You put those creeps in their places. But next time, I want a few rounds too."

・You smiled up at him, and went to push yourself up from the couch but grimaced as you used your hand.

"Yeah, it's gonna be a bit tender for a while. Just relax. I'll do whatever you need me to."

・And then he came over and kissed your hand, examining the darkness that was still developing, the splits in the skin.

"Sheesh, you did a good job," Tig mumbled and went to go get your first aid kit.

𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐘

・The PROUDEST.

・The next day he told everyone in the meeting what happened and all the Sons clapped him on the back.

"Happens to all of us," Jax said with a wink.

・Not only was happy, Happy, he was ecstatic. Because it meant you weren't averse to violence...

・Not that he would readily bring it into the home now, it just meant that you didn't find him or his work disgusting.

・He's always worried about that. That one day, you'll just up and leave because this life isn't for you.

・But you know how he feels, and it was part of the reason why you gave that guy a shiner.

・He would've been only a few years older than you, but he wouldn't stop hitting on you. Not even when you told him you weren't single.

・So you thought, "fuck it, my family is a fucking bikie club," and you went for it.

・Explaining that to Happy made him ... kind of emotional.

𝐉𝐔𝐈𝐂𝐄

・Completely shocked.

・Not in a million years did he think you would be in a fight. Or at least a punch up.

・You were quite fiesty, and that's part of the reason why he loved you

・But he never thought that side of you would become physical.

"Babe, why?" Juice asked over his bowl. He had made dinner that night, wanting to do something.

"The fucker kept on staring at me. Even after I told him to knock it off, twice."

"Oh, he had it coming then."

・A part of him was upset that you had to defend yourself. He always wants to be the one to do that.

[happysoldlady]

What about a sons pref or hc for the scenario - you hurt yourself in some way, whether by clumsiness or something, and what he does

Jax Teller

If you just fall down, Jax is going to help you up, but he might laugh at you a little. If you've seriously hurt yourself somehow, though. He's there, a little breathless, and a little panicky. He's lost too much. He won't lose anything else. He can't.

Happy Lowman

While Happy finds your clumsiness endearing, he isn't the laugh it off type. He makes sure you're good, but he mostly ignores it. Like Jax, if you've seriously injured yourself, he's gonna huff and puff but of course he's gonna take care of you. "What did you do to yourself now?"

Tig Trager

Tig isn't concerned unless you've broken a bone, or there's a lot of blood. If it's neither of those things, you'll be fine.

Juice Ortiz

Juice is a tad more concerned than the others, only because he's a little more soft-hearted than the others. Also, he has experience being the clumsy one, so he's more sympathetic.

Chibs Telford

Chibs is definitely sympathetic, but generally unconcerned. Like Tig, unless there's blood/guts/broken bones, he knows your fine. He knows you'll survive a bruised ego.

[fangirlings-things]

Sons of Anarchy Preference: how they help you, their lover, calm down from a panic attack

anon said: Can I request a preference with Jax, Juice, & Happy & how they help their S/O calm down from a panic attack? If you feel comfortable writing this, that is.

A/N: hiii, love! I had to do some research to write this one, so I ended up finding how to deal with this kind of situation which I didn't know before, so thank youu!! I hope you like the outcome, I did my best 💖

tag list: @charmingvalkyrie

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Jax Teller → He would at first, be as nervous as you were in situations like that. He hated not knowing exactly what he could do to help, what would make you feel better. So he would probably be one to reassure you in those situations, getting close if you allowed him to and looking deep inside your eyes with his bright eyes, trying to gain your whole attention and make you focus on the moment.

"I'm here, darling. I'm not leaving" his tone was caring as he stared at you, not touching you but making you focus partially on in as he inteded you to. "I'm staying right here. It'll be over in a moment, and everything's gonna be fine. You're safe" he smiled a bit, trying to pass you some confidence. "You're really safe"

Juice Ortiz → He would probably be very scared when those episodes happened. He wouldn't know what to do, how he could make himself useful and what he should say so instead of talking too much he would probably try to come near you if you let him and would go for small physical contact, touching your hands slightly and if you responded well, he would squeeze them between his fingers and make you really see him, try to set your mind on him and nothing else.

His fingertips carresed your skin with gentleness, as he smiled softly at you. He kept on doing it unstoppably, just keeping his gaze on you and his fingers moving sightly. When you squeezed his hand back in some moment, he would realize that perhaps, he really had done something right in there

Happy → He would be extremely stern and calm by this situation, as he was in facing almost everything else. When this episodes happened, he would be sure to make you pay attention to him and only to him, trying to make you focus on your own breathing, so you could slow it down.

"In, out" he took a deep breath and then exhaled, looking at you and motioning for you to do the same. "Count with me, love. Let's do ten of these. Ten" and then he repeated, in and out. "Nine. Good, that's good" he did it again, and once again you followed his lead. "Eight..."

[crow-writer]

Preference #4 - Their favourite place to kiss you

Jax: Your hands. No matter how mad, upset or sad you were, he knew that you could never be in a bad mood for long when he took your hands in his and guided them to his lips. You couldn’t resist the sight of his blue eyes looking up at you while doing so, and he could never get enough of how delicate and soft your hands felt in his own.

Tig: Tig would love to kiss that tiny spot behind your ear. He enjoyed sneaking up behind you and gently plant his lips behind your ear, making your body shiver for him. He sometimes couldn’t even resist to leave a tiny (or not so tiny) hickey there, knowing very well that you were certain to return the favour later that night.

Happy: He would love to kiss your neck or collarbone. He loved the way that he could notice goosebumps spreading all over your body when his lips connected with this especially sensitive part of your body. It was one of the sexiest things to him the way your body responded to his touch, making him want to do it over and over again.

Chibs: Pulling you close to him and placing a little peck on your cheek would definately be one of Chibs’ favourite ways to kiss you. He loved how soft your skin felt and the smile spreading over your face as his beard would tickle you. It was sweet enough for you to not feel uncomfortable about it in public, yet it made very clear to everyone around who you belonged to.

Juice: Juice loves to see you smile more than anything and the way your nose would slightly scrunch upwards made him want to kiss it every time. He would rest his hands on both sides of your face, gently bringing his lips close to you. It was always a gesture of pure happiness, showing you how much he adored every little thing about you.

Opie: Your forehead. Considering the fact that he was so much taller than you it wasn’t only the easiest thing to reach, but he knew how comforting it was to you. It didn’t matter after he came home from a run, if you were upset about something or if you were just able to see each other in the evening after a long day. When he could wrap his arms around you and press his lips to your forehead both of you felt that sense of comfort you needed.

[papa-chibs]

Being pregnant with Happy's baby would include...

Requested by the lovely @assbuttbrinker xo (hope this is okay for you)

(Gif not mine, credit to owner/maker)

-When you tell him you're pregnant he stares at you blankly for awhile before kissing all over your face, his excitement shows completely.

-He wouldn't care if it was a girl or a boy, as long as they were a little ass kicker

-He'd let you announce the news to the club, knowing you'd be excited to do so

-He'd literally threaten to kill anyone that got too close to you or your bump "you wanna be reason behind the next happy face tattoo I get?"

-If you ask him for money for something for the baby he'd always try and dodge giving you cash. "Does the baby really need a car seat and a stroller?"

-He'd be so excited to tell his mother about the baby, she'd be the first person and probably the only person he'd tell himself

-When deciding names, he'd come up with the most ridiculous suggestions! Mostly cartoon character's names from his favourite shows

-He'd love talking to your bump, telling the baby all about his day and what crazy stuff he got up to "little ass kicker...daddy nearly shot someone in the balls today"

-Because he's such a neat freak, he'd constantly clean up around you

-it would stress him out when you would leave baby stuff all around the house

-Even though he won't always show/tell you, he'd be so excited and full of love

-He'd enjoy decorating the nursery all by himself, sometimes he'd let you sit in the room but he would never let you help

-He'd tell you every day how you are going to make an amazing mum and that he's glad that you were the one he didn't use his reused condoms on

-If you ever got moody with him, he find it hilarious and just laugh at you trying to be all mean

-He'd go to Chibs for advice on the whole fatherhood thing

-He'd try to convince Jax to let him babysit Abel and Thomas for practice "Come on man, I promise I'll hide all my guns and porn mags"

-If you get cravings in the middle of the night he'd complain like hell but he'd always get you whatever you wanted

-He'd hate leaving you to go on runs and when he did, he'd ring you around 25 times "how's things, how's my little ass kicker?"

-during the birth he'd watch every gory detail of it

-He'd definitely take a selfie in the delivery room

-Lastly, he'd be secretly excited to join the dad club and he'd happily accept the title of 'DILF'

*Requests are open for 'would include/preferences' hit me upppp*

[telfords-glasgow-smile-blog]

🖤 SOA-Preference: Unique First Date Ideas 🖤

Jax: He assumes that you’re not suffering from vertigo and you would enjoy a ride in a hot air balloon. 

Tig: He would surprise you with a very furry place for your first date and you would volunteer in a dog shelter…ready for puppies and his blue puppy-eyes?

Chibs:  You would spend an evening gazing at the stars in a planetarium. You would be astounded by Chibs’ profound knowledge of astrology and constellation.

Opie: The two of you would get lost in a corn maze...Opie would make sure that it’s the ‘best wrong track’ ever!

Kozik: He would invite you to take a cooking class. Kozik couldn’t decide what’s sweeter: The handmade dessert or you?

Happy: His choice would be a shooting range. Happy needs to feel the adrenaline rushing through his veins; plus he would want to impress you with his skills and would use every opportunity to get close to you...

Juice: Wearing white and gettin’ dirty isn't stopping you? Perfect! Juice would love to go to a Holi Festival of Colours with you! 

[redwood-writer]

SOA PREFERENCE - THE SONS AS YOUR BEST FRIEND

JAX

Jax would be the mischievous best friend that always gets you in trouble. Sometimes, he’d turn up on your doorstep, feeling mischievous, and drag you out to have some fun, just messing with people – members of the club, his mum, anyone you could find to annoy. He’d do this sometimes to cheer you up, or he’d chill with you and play video games. He’d also taunt you about your crushes and embarrass you in front of them.

OPIE

Opie would always be there when you needed him. He would be the reliable best friend. Whenever you’d call, he’d come round to make sure you were ok. He’d run errands for you if you asked and he’d give you rides home all the time. You could count on Ope for anything. He’d be your voice of reason, when you needed someone to keep you grounded, Opie would be there for you.

CHIBS 

Chibs would be the best friend you wouldn’t see for ages, but when you did, it would be like you’d never left each other’s side. He’d be equal parts serious and fun, he’d keep you in the loop but he wouldn’t mind getting up to mischief with you as well. He’d tell you what you need to hear, not what you want to hear. He’d never dance around your feelings, he’d be that friend that would tell you when you were being a complete asshole and it would keep you from making stupid choices.

TIG

Tig would be the flirty best friend. Everyone would think there was something going on with you two, because you’d constantly be flirting, sometimes to the point where anyone else would get uncomfortable. Tig would be wildly inappropriate with you, but you’d be used to him and you’d give him a taste of his own medicine. If you were really upset though, Tig would wrap his arms around you, rest his chin on your hair and tell you it will be OK.

HAPPY 

Happy would be the protective best friend. He’d always be there ready to kill anyone who upset you and he’d keep an eye on you at all times to make sure you were OK. You’d be the only one who would laugh at his jokes, because you’d be the only one who understood his weird-ass sense of humor.

JUICE

Juice would be the down-to-earth best friend. He’d do normal best friend things with you, like grabbing lunch when you both have time, keeping you informed about what all your other friends are doing. When one of you was having a bad day, the other would turn up on their doorstep with a movie and snacks and you’d both curl up on the couch and just enjoy each other’s company.

[witchthewriter]

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐨𝐀 𝐁𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐁𝐞𝐝 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞

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

a/n: thank you to the wonderful person who requested this! What a brilliant idea, thank you so much xx oh and ... I kind of write between past and future tense, I apologise... 

Warnings: some swears

ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ          

𝑺𝑭𝑾🌿

𝐵𝑎𝑐𝑘𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦: There’s built-up tension between you and the Sons. You’re a key player in a new business deal, putting you at risk. While travelling, you pair have to spend the night at a motel, which is fine, until you find out that the room only has one bed. 

𝐉𝐚𝐱

・He’s playful about the situation. A mischievous grin on his tanned, handsome face. 

・But inside, he’s yearning so badly for you

・And you’re yearning the same

・At first he says you can take the bed, and he’ll sleep on the couch or something. “Hey, even the tub works for me darlin’-”

・But you shook your head and smiled. “Jax, just sleep in the goddamn bed.”

・You know that cheeky grin he does? Yeah he did exactly that and butterflies erupted in your stomach

・While you’re lying in bed, with the lights out, and the room quiet, you know Jax isn’t asleep

・ “You awake?” You whisper, turning around to face him 

・He grinned at you, “Nah,” he replied

・Jax had taken his shirt off and you only wore a baggy shirt and pyjama shorts. Taking a chance, you reached out and started tracing the black ink on his bare skin. 

・There was a lingering heaviness in the air. Sexual tension. A desperate need. 

・He read something in your eyes, and you read the same in his. 

・It took everything in you two not to come together. To connect in the way that you wanted. So you both said nothing and rolled over, as in silent agreement. 

・But in the morning, you awoke before him. Your body was on top of his, your head resting against his chest, listening to his heartbeat 

𝐎𝐩𝐢𝐞

・Gave a stiff laugh and looked to see your reaction 

・After a few seconds he shrugged and said he liked sleeping on the floor (a complete lie, and it’s the floor because he’s too big for the couch)

・Took a lot of persuading for him to sleep in the same bed. He didn’t want you to feel uncomfortable or disrespected. 

・But you really wanted him to be next to you. You felt like this was your one chance, to ... get to the next level. Not that you would push him to do anything. You just knew this was your chance 

・When the moon was high in the sky, Opie kicked off his shoes and flicked through the tv channels. He came to a Disney movie, one that his kids adored

・“Don’t judge. Disney is pretty important in my household.” His beanie was off and with each word his gold tooth flashed

・”Hey, you’ll get no judgement from me,” you chuckled lightly, thinking of all the weirder shit you’ve encountered. 

・You were both sitting against the headboard, shoulders touching. Neither of you were underneath the blanket, the air was too warm, and Opie gave off a lot of heat

・You spoke here and there, commenting on the movie. When certain scenes came on, you watched as Opie mimed the words. “Op, how many times have your kids watched this damn movie?”

・ “I don’t think that number exists.”

・He opens up a lot when he’s around you. Opie is actually a very witty guy when he’s comfortable.  

・But you both fell asleep eventually. Your head on his shoulder and his head was against the wall. 

・Throughout the night you both had wormed your way around the bed. You lay with your head ontop of his chest, and his arms were wrapped firmly around you

𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐬

・“I’ll take the couch, sweetheart,” Chibs stated in his Scottish accent. You really didn’t want him to, but the tall Scot always had an air of authority around him

・He wouldn’t let you get your own bags, and carried all of them in from the car. 

・You watched as he checked the bullets in each gun and sorted out which route to take

・You loved listening to Chibs talk. He had a way of telling the most brilliant stories. 

・ “Tell me a tale, Telford.” He peered over at you, sitting on the bed. The night had grown late and you were too nervous to sit in silence. 

・ “Aye, well there was a time back in Scotland-” 

・You patted the space next to you and wriggled over so he had room to lay down. 

・ Chibs talked all night. Well, until you fell asleep against his arm. 

・When he noticed you were in dream land, he didn’t move for a while. He moved the hair from your face and smiled down at you

・Then he put you to bed. Taking off your shoes and tucking you in. 

・He didn’t sleep in the bed beside you. Chibs made sure everything was locked and shut, before he too made himself comfortable on the floor, facing the door. 

𝐓𝐢𝐠

・“Big spoon, or little spoon?”

・Playful, teasing and completely honest. He wanted to sleep next to you so badly 

・Tig often daydreamed of sleeping beside you. You wrapped in his arms, asleep while the sun filtered through the window. 

・He was joking but not really

・You just pushed his arm and scoffed (with a smile though)

・You knew you were safe with Tig, but he was a very mischievous man. He wouldn’t try anything to make you uncomfortable, but he was hard to resist. 

・It took everything in you not to feel ... needy. You read a book, turned on the tv, looked out the window and all the while, you could feel his eyes staring at you. 

・ “Tig-”

“Huh?” He quickly lifted up the newspaper and opened it in front of his face. “I’m reading, what do you want?” 

・You smiled at his ruse. He knew you knew he was staring at you

・ It was hard to keep a straight face whenever Tig Trager was in the room

・ “Your newspaper is upside down.” 

“Obviously ...I like it that way...” 

・He let you take the bed, and even though he stretched out on the couch, you beckoned him over

・The next morning, you awoke with Tig as the big spoon, nuzzling in your hair

𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲

・“I’ll take the floor.” 

・His response was instant, without question. The couch barely sat two people, so he’d be too cramped laying on it.

・He had been a bit off with you for the past week. No joking around or deep conversations like you used to have

・You had no idea, but it was because of this situation. Clay had chosen him to protect you, and his feelings had grown so much. 

・ “You don’t have to,” you replied, turning to look at Happy, who was holding onto your bags. There was a hint of sadness in your voice, because you missed being so close to Happy

・ You thought he said something like “I do.”

・With the few hours that you spent in the room, he warmed to you again. Forgetting his emotional wall and opening up. 

・You were both watching tv on the bed, a crappy reality show, and you both couldn’t stop laughing

・ “I can’t believe people sometimes,” you said while laughing

      “Man, neither can I. Those types of people only want one thing: attention.” 

・This opened a deep conversation about people, life and humanity. 

・You looked over at the clock at it was nearly 2:30am. 

・Happy saw as well, and started to get ready to go to sleep. He kicked his shoes off, and took a few pillows from the couch and put them on the floor

・No matter how many times you offered a place on the bed, he wouldn’t take it

𝐉𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐞

・Is immediately flustered when looking at the limited space. He was holding every single piece of luggage (you wanted to help but he wouldn’t let you.) 

・You shrugged and started taking the bags out of his hands while his blush reddened 

・ “I prefer the side closest to the window,” you said simply

・He said you take the bed, and if you want, you can take the room. “It wouldn’t be the first time I’ve slept outside,” he said it in his usual cheery voice. But you could tell there was something underneath those words. 

・It became like a sleepover so quickly.

・Juice knew it would be boring, so he brought a board game (and hid it obviously because the guys would think it was unneeded weight)

・”Oh! you brought Monopoly?!” He let you choose the figurine you wanted (ever the gentleman)

・You played literally all night. And it wasn’t until the birds tweeted in the morning, with the sunlight glowing through the breaks in the curtain.

・ “Shit, its morning,” he stated, looking at you with wide eyes

・You just laughed, and so did he