#Trinity ashby

[winnie-the-monster]

[heartsbreaking-migrated]

"i didn't mean to be trailing you all," trinity explained to the woman. while she had been driving alongside the what appeared to be a full club, and she had been looking to see what club, she knew better than to get nosey around another club. she was state side on holiday, and yes, she planned to visit samcro in charming at the end, but for now she was just enjoying seeing the american southwest. she held her hands up so that she could see there wasn't anything in them. "i'm sorry! we were headed the same way."

STARTER CALL | starter for @cosmicjest / kiki *

[unfortunate-arrow]

FANKIDS APPRECIATION WEEK, DAY 3: Holy Trinities

AISLING, SAOIRSE, and OISÍN LYNCH are the children of Tadhg Lynch and Niamh Kelly. Saoirse and Oisín are twins, five years younger than Aisling. They’ve generally got a good relationship, which is quite the antithesis to their father’s own sibling relationship. The three of them get on quite well, although Saoirse has a tendency to compare herself to her older sister and the twins are a bit closer to each other than they are to Aisling.

GIO, ENZO, and REVA ROVERE-PARSONS are the children of Georgie Parsons and Angelo della Rovere (@potionboy3). They usually get along alright, although the similarities between Gio and Reva can cause them to butt head and both of them are closer to Enzo than to each other. The Rovere-Parsons kids do have a good relationship, which is something their parents tried to foster in them… especially because there’s no extenuating circumstances that can cause too much damage to their sibling relationships.

MILES, JANE, and KATE O’NEILL are the children of Rory O’Neill. Miles is Rory’s son with his late first wife, Francesca Ashby, while Jane and Kate, are his twin daughters with his second wife, Ethel Malinda (@gaygryffindorgal). There’s a fourteen year age gap between Miles and the girls, which precludes a lot of chances for closeness between them during Jane and Kate’s childhood. However, as the girls grow up, their relationship with Miles grows closer and they’re able to find more in common with one another.

MAGGIE, RICHARD, and AUDREY SAPIEHA are the children of Aisling Lynch and Jojo Sapieha (@slytherindisaster). These three, in many ways, subvert expectations. Maggie’s the troublemaker, while Richard, who looks like his maternal grandfather, is the serious and responsible one and Audrey is the carefree animal lover. They generally get along, although Maggie is a bit older than Richard and Audrey. They do have a tendency to bicker a bit, but well, there’s genes from two of the Gryffindorks in these kids.

SETH, NAOMI, and CIARAN O’DONNELL are the triplet children of Conor O’Donnell and Ruth Lyman. Born shortly after Christmas, the triplets generally have a good relationship with one another. Seth, Naomi, and Ciaran are quite close and typically, their relationship is similar to their father’s relationship with his siblings. They’re rather similar to their parents and each other, which can cause some heads to butt. They’re also the youngest of the O’Donnell cousins.

WYATT, JONAH, and ZOEY MACKADE are the children of Nate MacKade and Nova Hartley (@gaygryffindorgal). Wyatt might be five years older than the twins, Jonah and Zoey, and a lot more carefree than either of them ever were, but he’s their big brother and he loves them. Jonah and Zoey love him too, even if they find him too obnoxious. Meanwhile, the twins have a strong relationship that’s prone to bickering as Zoey acts like the big sister and Jonah gets annoyed by it. Wyatt, Jonah, and Zoey love each other a lot, but like their cousins, they don’t always like each other.

LYLA, AMELIA, and TOMMY WHITTEN-MARCH are the adopted children of Thea Whitten and Noa March (@thatravenpuffwitch), although Lyla and Amelia are identical twins. Tommy joined the family last, at the age of four after the death of his father, while the twins, Lyla and Amelia were adopted as babies. Thus, it took them awhile to start forming a bond as Lyla and Amelia are also six years older than Tommy. However, they did eventually have a good relationship and prove that sibling bonds can transcend blood.

ASHER, HAZEL, and HUGH WHITTEN are the children of Jack Whitten and Sage Carridan (@kc-and-co). They have a good relationship, with Asher taking after their mother and Hazel and Hugh taking after their father. Hazel and Hugh have a slightly closer relationship than either of them have with Asher. However, this doesn’t stop a close bond from forming, as the siblings found ways to connect… commonly golf as they often accompanied their maternal grandfather to the golf course.

↳ for @endlessly-cursed’s fankid appreciation event

[charmingkat]

@pcrfidia sent: 🔪 (from tig because this is his lot in life.)

She had disappeared from the Belfast Clubhouse mere moments after Jax's revelation -- Kellan Ashby had given Abel to "the sisters". A fucking Irish Baby Farm. And why? Because somewhere in his twisted fucked up Irish mind, it was what JT would have wanted. And who knows...maybe it was. But Kat cared very little about what JT would have wanted these days.

Ever since Trinity.

She didn't think she had been followed. Had been so careful to make sure both her brother and Opie were distracted. That Chibs had gone off with Fiona. She didn't need them trying to talk her out of this.

So when Tig found her...her found her standing over the dead body of Kellan Ashby. Hands covered in blood, clothes splattered with the same, and a knife deep in the priest's chest.

Retrieving the knife, she spit on the old man for good measure before turning to walk away. Seeing the other, she stopped short. "If you came to 'talk sense into me'...well, you're a little too late for that."

[whenmondaycomes]

Full Name: Harleigh Tia Morrow

Aliases: Princess (By Chibs & Jax)

Baby (by Jax)

Darlin' (by Jax)

Date Of Birth: October 30, 1984

Gender: Female

Species: Human

Affiliations: SAMCRO

Sexual Orientation: Straight

Partner: Floyd Gillespie (Ex Boyfriend) (Deceased)

Jackson "Jax" Teller (Boyfriend/Soulmate)

Occupation: Librarian (Part - Time)

Family: Clarence "Clay" Morrow (Father)

Unnamed Mother (Estranged)

Filip "Chibs" Telford (Father Figure)

John "JT" Teller (Father In Law) (Deceased)

Gemma Teller - Morrow (Mother In Law/Stepmother)

Thomas Teller (Brother In Law) (Deceased)

Trinity Ashby (Half Sister In Law)

Abel Teller (Stepson)

Friends: Jackson "Jax" Teller (Best Friend/Love of Life)

Harry "Opie" Winston (Best Friend)

Filip "Chibs" Telford (Best Friend/Father Figure)

Robert "Bobby Elvis" Munson

Piermont "Piney" Winston

Alexander "Tig" Trager

Juan Carlos "Juice" Ortiz

Happy Lowman

Enemies: Anyone Who Threatens Jax And The Club

Gillespie Family

Tara Knowles

Citizenship: America

Status: Alive

[nityarawal]

10/3/2023

Morning Songs

Appeal The Judicial Shutdown

Appeal The Judicial Shutdown

Appeal Closing The Government

Don't Need 45 More Days

Of Trumpleberry Greenwashing

Appeal Judicial Shutdown

We Know Your Courts

Don't Perform

We Can't Do That

We Can't Do That

Sing The Clerks

We Know Your Courts

Can't Perform

We Can't Do That

We Can't Do That

Says Insurance

We Know The Courts

Can't Perform

They Can't Do A Dissolution

Or Honor An Honest

House Appraisal

They Don't Know

Real Estate Law

So Trumpleberry

Teases Them

Says His House Is

3 Times As Large

We Want To Investigate

The Boys' Club

Who Killed Starter

Wives

It Won't Take Us 20+

Years

Like FBI

Or CIA

#FreeBritney

Citizen Journalism

Elon Wants

But Won't Give Us

Mother's Defense

Tips 

Search Engines

Or Writers Check Boxes

Authenticating

Confirming

Identities

What Have You

Given Us In Freedom

Of Speech

Courts Are Still Open

On Hold

Threatening Tortures

You're Welcome For AI

Tapings

We Wouldn't Have Agreed

At Any Price

To Model A Prototype

300 Billion To Britney

300 Billion To #Nitya4Eternity

300 Billion To Mothers'

Defense

For We Are Not 

Barbies

Models For Trans

Nor AI

300 Billion To Iranian

Women

For Their Resources

To Do What They Will

As They Please

Civilian's Autonomy

300 Billion To European

Mothers'

We're Sorry

Our Military

Attys

Raped Ukraine

For Surrogacy

It Didn't Work

Khloe Says

She'd Rather Have A

Real Baby Kardashian

It Didn't Work

Says The Harem

Our Babies Haven't

Got Our Heartbeats

You Were Right

Should Of Birthed

All Of Them

Naturally

You Were Right

Says Millions Of

Attys

Will Caitylyn Admit

You Were Right

Girls

On Kourt TV

Will Caitlyn Admit

You Were Right Girls

Men Shouldn't Be

Competing

As Boys' On Steroids

You Were Right Girls

Bows In Your Hair

Does Not A Woman 

Make

Pronouns

You Were Right Girls

Did Bruce Do His Best

For You Anyways

Everyone Loves 

A Famous Athlete

Everyone Loves A Gay Dad

You Didn't Need To Cut

Your Junk

Everyone Loves A Gay

Dad

You Didn't Need To Trans

5 Million At The Border

For Trans Defense Spies

Everyone Loves A Gay 

Dad

Even With A Beard

Trudeau

Obama

Clinton

So Many Presidents

With Indiscretions

Coming Out

Of Hiding

#PrinceOfPegging Agenda

Saphos Gave Us Courage

To Do

What Moms' Need

To 

Saphos Gave Us

Courage

Warrior Goddesses

Of Achilles Times

Saphos Gave Us Courage

Diana

Venus

Goddesses

Trinity

Saphos Gave Us

Courage

Brave Women

Citizen Journalists

Mothers Made

Their Mark

X- Activists

Thankless With #X Tips

And Much Delayed

Promises

Rewind The Junk

Give Us Our Kids

Erase The Muck

We're Not Into It

Courts Aren't Cool

Courts Never Will Be

It Wasn't Cool To

Kill Feinstein

Or Replace Her

With Another

Greenwashing 

Black Soldier

Jacqueline Jackson

Doesn't Return

Calls

New Presiding Judge

Of Riverside

Numbers

Don't Work At All

My P.D's Don't

Know What A Probate

Is- Don't Know

Real Estate Law

Felt Scammed By

Ashby Clark Sorrenson

Jay Curatolo

Said Courts Are Broken

PD Says

Courts Are Broken

Mr. Curatolo Said

Courts Are Broken

To Judge Kelly Mok

In Family Law

On The 2018

Transcripts

Courts Are Broken

Why Haven't You

Closed Them Yet

No We Don't Want

To Pay For Another

Moment Of Trumpleberry 

Crime

Free PR 

With Our Tax Dollars

Stalling

Judges Killed Over

A 1000 Parents Per Courthouse

In Your Ruling

We Won't Pay

For Your Blood Money

Or Pleas

Send My Kids

Give My Divorce

Dissolutions

Precedence

Not Another Moment

Of Vanity Pleas

Not Another Moment

Of A Moldy Dicks

Needs

If He Raped Moms

Vasectomy The 

Perps

The Cause

If He Trafficked Me

My Kids

He Must Pay

With Epstein's

Colleagues

Whole Court Army

Marines

Smactenbergers'

He Must Pay

Like Any Other Guy

We Would've Liked A

Winning Smile

From Biden Or

Kamala

Any Honest Atty Would Do

We Would've Liked Words

With Obamas'

We Would've Liked Our

Fair And Speedy 

Trials'

However Your Time

Is Up

Sanctions Weren't

Enough

To Get Honest Justice

From Judges

Or Attys

Mediation

You Need To Close

Your Moldy Courts

Stop Generating

Germ Warfare

You Need To Close

Your Moldy Courts

Full Of Germ Warfare

2 Billion Mothers

Sing In Unity

What Must Be Done

Pull Back Your

Triggers

Get To Your Needs

Stop Your Rockets

Merlin

Please

Peace 

Peace,

Nitya Nella Davigo Azam Moezzi Huntley Rawal 

[espieviolet99]

Drabble!

Just want to write something atm, because I’ve got such a keen for writing rn - which I haven’t had as strongly like this for YEARS! Used to be able to whack out fics all the time when I was 15/16.

So, I’m going for a Padraic/Patrick Telford fic. I put the name like that, because on the Wiki, it’s Padraic, and Chibs does call him Paddy - but when Father Ashby is talking to Jax after the barn (which I will be changing the canon of in this fic) he says he is sorry about ‘Patrick’, so... yee. 

I’ve noticed more of y’all are liking and stuff, so I wanted to thank you lovely folks! It’s also helping my keen for writing!!! Love ya’s!

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When Jax arrived at the airport, he groaned at the sight of his younger sister. After exchanging words with Oswald, already exacerbated by the fact his mother had jumped on board the mission, here was Max.  Max was born around the time her older brother, Thomas, died. It was one of Gemma’s saving graces whilst John was off in Belfast at the time. When she was born, there had been joke upon joke about calling the new kid ‘Max’, to rhyme with Jax. So much so, that Tig was the first to exclaim, ‘Maxine!’, when she turned out to be a girl. 

“Max, for Christ’s sake!” Jax groaned.” Why do you keep doing this?” “Don’t say I don’t help when I stowaway.” She smirked. He looked to Clay, who merely shrugged in defeat. “Let’s get going.” He sighed.

The plane ride was fairly non-eventful. Though, Juice had to keep apologising for letting the young firecracker persuade him into coming with. She always preferred to ride on the back of a Harley with one of the guys. It made her mother a bit nervous, but the girl was determined to give her a heart attack. She was currently behind Chibs, as they pulled to a stop as they finished part of their road journey to the Belfast Clubhouse.

As the men greeted each other, Max took a moment to stretch her legs out. The Belfast charter were quite surprised to see a young woman joining the party. A few of the men, including some of the SAMCRO guys, watched intently at she gave a few lunges and various stretches.

“You alright there, lass?” O’Neill asked, a little amused by the actions. “Aye.” She grinned.” Just stretching out. Else my legs and back have a moan at me.” “You must be Max Teller.” McGee spoke up. “Yip.” She nodded, moving forward to accept the hand he offered out to shake. “Keith McGee.” “Pleasure.” “Aye, but the pleasure’s all ours.” Chib’s nephew spoke up.

Max smirked a little, before they all got back on their bikes. Was all plain sailing until they hit the police. SAMBEL were quite impressed when Max showed to hold her own before they were all arrested. Gemma was pissed, and helped to crash the van. Paddy helped her out.

“What the hell was that?” Jax asked, putting a hand on his sister’s shoulder. “Welcome to Ireland.” Paddy winked.

After interrogating the remaining officers, it was then time to head to the clubhouse. Finally. This time, much to Gemma’s chagrin, she had been on the back of Padraic’s bike. As Maureen made her way over, she was stunned to see the young girl. 

“Thanks for the ride, Paddy.” Max thanked him. “No problem, love.”

Max skipped off into a run to catch up with her brother, mother and step-father to meet the two other women linked to the Belfast charter. Max was a slender girl of 5′7, maybe just under, with long purple hair. Dyed, of course. If only one could have naturally purple hair. 

It was bad enough that Gemma was seeing the resemblance in Trinity, but the Max bounced up next to her and Gemma nearly had a heart attack from seeing them stand together, so close in age. 

Over the course of the day, even Maureen struggled with seeing Max. Especially, when she and Triny seemed to get on so well. In addition, Jax and Clay were vaguely bothered to see Paddy getting so familiar with their Max. Even Chibs was conflicted, as he watched the two interact.

Max had to admit she found him pretty cute. And he, her. They partially forgot why the SAMCRO charter were here, as they laughed and conversed with one another. 

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That’s it for now - may write a 2nd part later, or tomorrow. Depends on how this is received by y’all

[stilinski-ortiz-dolan]

[enixamyram]

So I just finished reading Sons Of Anarchy: Bratva.

Spoilers for anyone who hasn’t read it yet who wants to.

So overall it was a really good book. I really liked Trinity’s character and looked forward to reading more about her even before I knew what the book was about. I also felt this book gave me a better idea of Trinity’s characters and what she was like more than I did in Season 3. I really liked seeing Trinity have her own story, as well as her own romance and I found them quite an enjoyable pair to read.

However, I have to say, the ending was a very big let down.

It just felt so rushed all of a sudden. It was like the author was doing a really good job with the whole thing and then suddenly realised he had a word limit that he was nearing. It wasn’t so much a problem with Jax and SAMNOV (their stories didn’t really need to be stretched out anymore) but it was definitely an issue with Trinity.

The whole book really lays on heavily how much she loves Oleg and how her world would shatter if she lost him. And I wouldn’t want her to become a broken hearted shell of her former self, but it just didn’t really feel like her sorrow at the end matched what it had been building up as. She seemed sad about his passing, but not really heartbroken like she had said she would be many times before.

On top of that, she is very quick to return home. I’m sure it was meant to be a couple of days, but the way it was written, it felt like a couple of hours within the big fight before Trinity was boarding a plane and heading back home. And after everything she had been through... I dunno, I got the idea that Trinity was restless and looking forward to spending some time in America. And you could say she was so heartbroken by Oleg that she just wanted to return home - but again, I just didn’t get that from the book. It seemed more like the literal author saying; right, this stories over, time to head on back.

I feel like this could have been fixed with a slightly longer summary that could have included Trinity going and spending a few days in Charming. Maybe suggest she grieved for Oleg properly there and thought over her life and the choices she wanted to make - and then realised she was homesick and missed her mother. Then we could get Jax (along with Opie, Chibs and maybe even Tara and the boys) dropping her off at the airport together.

(Admittedly, some of this is also because I would have liked to read about Tara and Trinity meeting. As well as seeing what kind of aunt Trinity would be to Abel and Thomas. They kind of teased it in the book with Tara saying she wanted to meet her but then never followed through with it, which was a let down.)

But yeah, a good book but the ending was kind of a let down with how it was written. Of course that’s just my opinion so maybe it’s just me that feels this way.

[cock-riding-giggity]

30 Day SOA Challenge - Day 18

- Least Favourite Actress -

(Idk, my reasons are flimsy, I couldn’t choose. I guess, I read Bratva and she didn’t really fit the role imo.)

[heartsbreaking-migrated]

NEW MUSES! lilah salazar - fandomless final girl, fc: herizon guardiola max mayfieId - freaks and geeks / str.anger things based, fc: sadie sink trinity ashby - sons of anarchy, fc: saorise ronan alysia diaz - 911, fc: melissa barrera

[juiceortiz]

Hey. Thanks for looking after my family. 

[imagininghim]

Chapter 25

A/N: Let me know if you want to be tagged! 

Warnings: violence, swearing and smut. 

Where she went Masterlist

For anyone reading Where she went

Jax and I didn’t sleep a wink last night, we thought all night on how we would approach the club about this in the morning.

Jax went to talk to the club while I went outside for a bit of fresh air.

“Aye, what are you doing out here by yourself?” I looked up to see the guy from the match last night standing there.

“Liam, right?” He nodded. “I came out for a bit of fresh air. Belfast is very beautiful in the morning.” Liam nodded before sliding on top of the picnic table with me.

“That it is.” Liam began as he slid his arm around my shoulders. “Listen, me and you should really catch a drink later. What do you say?” I took a hold of his arm and removed it from my shoulder.

“I’m very good but thanks for the offer,” I said with a fake smile, turning back to the sunrise. Liam took a hold of my wrist tightening his grip. I felt my heart race as memories of Liam rushed to my head.  

“I was just asking to be polite, I don’t expect you to say no. Now, would you like to catch a drink with me?” Before I could answer, Happy walked over to us.

“Do we have a problem here?” Liam quickly lets go of my wrist with a smile.

“Of course, not. Are we almost ready for the run?” Hap nodded still giving Liam a weary look. Liam slid off the table and walked away.

“What was that about?” Happy questioned.

“I don’t know but do you know where Jax is?” Hap nodded.

“The club, are you sure you’re alright?” I nodded again sliding off the table and hugging Hap.

“I am, thank you.” With that, I walked into the club looking for Jax. I walked in to see Jax talking to Trinity. “Jax, can I talk to you for a second?” Jax could see the panic on my face as he nodded and headed over.

“What’s wrong?” Jax questioned with a worried look on his face.

“Can we go somewhere private?” Jax nodded and took me down to our shared room. When we reached the room, Jax immediately locked the door and walked over to me.

“What’s wrong? What happened?” Jax questioned as I wrapped my arms around Jax’s neck and pulled him to me, holding back the tears that were threatening to fall.

“L-Liam…” I stuttered out while Jax pulled away and brushed hair out of my face.

“Liam, your ex? Or Liam O’Neil?” Jax questioned looking at me.

“O’Neil, he grabbed my wrist and told me I had to go for a drink with him. I had flashbacks of Liam. I’m sorry that I interrupted but I needed you.” Jax pulled me into his chest as he spoke.

“Don’t worry about that. I want you to know you’re safe no matter what.” Jax let go of me and headed out of the door.

“Where are, you going?” Jax stopped midway and walked back into the room.

“I’m going to kick the living shit out of him for laying his hands on you and then I have church and then we have to go on a run.” I smiled at him, walking over and pulling his lips onto mine. We pulled away with a smile tracing our faces.

“Wait till after your run before you kick the living shit out of him because I don’t want to cause problems between the guys just as you go on your run.” Jax nodded.

“You’re probably right.”

“I usually am.” Jax chuckled at me.

“Listen, babe, I really do have to go. I’ll be back later.” I nodded with a smile. We kissed one last time before Jax walked down the hall and into the church.”

Time Skip:

It had been later in the evening when Jax and the boys arrived back. I walked out with a smile on my face to greet them when I noticed the pained looks on their faces and the blood on their clothes.

“What happened?!” I questioned in panic as I ran over to Jax.

“There was an explosion, some of the Irish sons were killed. Liam set us up, he was working with Jimmy the entire time.” I stood in shock.

“What the legit fuck?! That rat!” I yelled out as Jax stood quietly. The other club members filed themselves away while the family went to their rooms.

“Nothing…. It’s nothing.” I took a hold of Jax’s hand with a sympathetic look. I walked us over to the picnic table before taking a seat.

“What is it? You know you can tell me anything.” Jax sighed as I saw tears brim the rim of his eyes.

“When the explosion hit… I was knocked to the ground. When I was coming to I saw…” Jax stopped lighting up his cigarette and taking a long drag.

“You saw what, Jax?” I questioned again with a worried look.

“I saw… I saw my Dad.” I stopped looking at Jax in shock. Before I could answer Trinity walked out.

“Uh, (Y/N). The phones for you.” I looked at Jax with furrowed brows as I slid off the picnic table before making my way into the house. I walked over to the phone to notice no one was there.

“What the fuck?” I walked back down to the lot to only find out that Jax wasn’t even there. Nor was Trinity.” I looked over to see one of the prospects from the other charter. “Have you seen Jax or Trinity?” The prospect nodded, pointing towards the store.

“Uhm, she led him to the store,” I growled in response making my way towards the store. The door was unlocked as I pushed it open. I walked in looking around to see Gemma and Maureen standing by the cash.

“Have you seen Jax or Trinity?” Gemma and Maureen shook their heads. A bang tore us away from our thoughts. Maureen hauled out the gun from the cash. “Give it to me,” I said while Maureen looked hesitant before handing me the gun. “Get the door,” I said to Gemma. Nodding she grabbed the handle. We kept eye contact with each other, I nodded at her and she opened the door.

Revealing Jax pressed against the counter with Trinity attempting to undo his belt. I handed the gun back to Maureen before storming in there and throwing the first punch at Trinity. I then grabbed a hold of her hair and dragged her out of the store and into the lot. She screamed in pain but I just ignored it.

“All my life I’ve let sluts like you walk all over me and take him away but I’m going to let it happen again.” Trinity looked at me in shock.

“Are you nuts?!” She screamed out in her thick Irish accent. I leaned out and punched her right in her nose, hearing the cracking sound made me smile in victory. Jax pulled me off her before I could do anything else. I removed myself from Jax’s grip pulling him to my side, I glanced back at Trinity once more.

“Back off biker trash.” I took Jax’s hand and led him back to our shared room. I pushed Jax in before closing the door and locking it behind us.

“(Y/N), what has gotten into you?!” Jax questioned as I pushed him onto the bed.

“I don’t know but what I do know is, you’re mine.” I climbed on top of Jax before pressing my lips against his. Jax kissed back with the same amount of force.

I pushed his cut off his shoulders as his hands moved to the end of my shirt pushing it up and off my body. I reached between our bodies and pulled his shirt up and off him as well. I began to grind my hips into his, Jax flipped us over. Reconnecting our lips I moved my hands down his chiseled chest and down to his belt. Jax grabbed my wrist before I could go any further.

“(Y/N), are you sure about this?” He questioned. “I don’t want what happened with Hale and you to happen with me and you. I can wait.” I smiled at him.

“I am completely sure about this. Jax, every time I’m with you I feel safe. I feel protected. I have loved you since I was sixteen years old and I know you will keep me safe. So, yes I’m sure I want to go through with this.” Jax smiled before pressing his lips against mine. He released my wrist as I went back to work on his belt.

I undid his belt and jeans, pushing them down his legs while Jax did the same to me. Jax leaned down to pick up his jeans, reaching into his wallet he hauled out a condom.

“Please tell me that hasn’t been there since you were sixteen?” I questioned sarcastically. Jax pretended to be offended.

“Excuse me? Have you known, I’ve had multiple partners since I was sixteen.” I chuckled before answering.

“Oh Jesus, does that mean you might have the clap?” Jax looked at me in shock.

“Now, you’re in for it,” Jax said with a smile. Opening the condom, he rolled it down his shaft before lining it up with my entrance. “Are you sure you want to go through with this?” I nodded my head, leaning up I pressed a kiss to his lips.

“I trust you, I’m completely sure.” Jax nodded before pushing into me. I gasped at the sensation, my hands immediately found their way to Jax’s shoulder as I gripped him. Jax stopped midway while he looked at my face with pure panic and worry. We stayed like this for a few moments.

I kept repeating in my head that everything was going to be okay and that I was safe.

As if he could read my mind, Jax spoke up.

“You’re going to be okay, you’re safe and I will never let anything or anyone hurt you. I promise.” I smiled at him before leaning up and pressing my lips to his.

“Move,” I said simply, Jax nodded and began to thrust into me. I moaned at the sensation, I was very surprised at myself. I thought I was either going to have a flashback and freak out, cry or just throw up. Maybe even all the above.

Jax was gentle and caring as I needed him to be. He thrust slowly and softly, thinking if he went any faster or harder I would shatter like glass.

I looked into his crystal blue eyes with a smile.

“Faster.” I moaned into his ear as he lifted my leg to angle it wider. He began to thrust faster while I moaned into his ear. Jax thrust a little faster each time until he came to a speed we both enjoyed.

“A little harder Jax.” I moaned while he just nodded. Jax thrust faster and harder making this forgotten feeling begin to form in the pit of my stomach. It was my orgasm. I haven’t had one of these in such a long time.

I read online, that you were supposed to try masturbation to help with getting a powerful feeling but I never tried it before.

The feeling began to get stronger as my orgasm began to rise.

“J-Jax, I-I’m going to cum!” I moaned into his ear as he let go of my leg and moved his hand to my clit. He began to rub figure eights onto my clit making my orgasm hit me hard and fast. “Oh fuck! Jax, I’m cumming!” I moaned into his ear while my pussy tightened around his cock. Jax’s thrusts began to become sloppy before he thrust into me one last time before hauling out. I rolled over till I was laying on his chest.

In that moment, I felt like I conquered the world. I felt like I was on top of the world. I was proud of myself, so proud I said the three words that shouldn’t be said.

“I love you.” Jax looked at me wide-eyed.

“What?”

“What?���

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[easyobsession]

TRINITY: How are you, Jax?

JAX: I'm tired, Trinity.

[predomiinates]

- "You're never far away, are you?" (trinity)

( for the verse where i’m losing my mind )              @heartstirred; for trinity

     An eyebrow raises as if in silent question. There is no malice in the other woman’s voice, maybe it’s a question that comes out of nothing but idle curiosity. She’s not sure she would be surprised if it was. If it was some other time she might say it was a question posed out of exhaustion. But Irene isn’t some kid in foster care finding her family in the Fairchilds or the Camerons anymore and running less wild. ‘ Not usually. Even less these days. ’ Irene’s hands shove deep into the pockets of her jacket as she turns on her heel to face Trinity head on. 

   She tries to keep to herself, more so when others are concerned and she watches her approach, wary of what else Trinity is bringing with her.  She finally stops feet from Irene and the silence drags out between them. ‘ Trinity… ’ Her voice is laced with exhaustion even while she tries to keep her expression neutral. 

  ‘ Don’t tell me, you’ve finally seen the light and left him. ’ There’s a lightness in her tone and Irene feels as if she’s already lost her footing. It’s not what she expects from her ( in the light of everything she had expected worse ).  It’s only another way of asking why she’s here this time and Irene can take that in stride. 

  ‘ I hate to disappoint but I can’t say that I have. ’ She’s here because there had been the promise of a lead on her sister but there is always another shoe to drop and it had come in the form of the ghost of Jamie Moriarty. It’s become a game to see how long it takes before she gets asked the ever present question in the air. ‘ I’m just down for the week.’  

   Irene thinks she sees it for moment, a flash in Trinity’s eyes and Irene holds her breath to see if she’ll ask but the silence drags. Neither of them seem quick to break it.