#c; jax

[broodingmystery]

so for the boys, elie does simple. nothing crazy or too expensive. she get's them each a new leather jacket and unique valentine's day cards for each. it's not a lot but she had seen the wear and tear on each of the jackets they already owed and thought they should be replaced.

The four guys loved their gifts from Elie and had all pitched in and gotten Elie her first motorcycle. One they knew would be safe enough for her, not that she'd get to ride it often, but one she could use to learn to ride. For when the guys weren't around to take her wherever she needed to go.

[tulirps]

"I'm personally offended that you didn't take me to be your fake date."

Jax had been in a rotten mood before they’d arrived at the party, and Lola’s incessant yapping on the drive there hadn’t helped. Normally, Jax loved a good party. As a little boy, he’d been shy, eager to avoid the spotlight. Once he started getting older, however, he started craving that attention; In fact, he thrived off of it. He liked being popular—liked that he was finally somebody. But being somebody meant following rules, acting a specific way, doing specific ways. Tonight was one of those nights where he couldn’t be himself. They had a big game coming up, and they needed the support of the campus. They needed to hype up the team, make them seem united— cheerleaders included. It was why he’d had to take Lola as his ‘date’. Most of the team had already had their way with her, and were hoping to try their luck with some of the other girls on the squad. When no one else had volunteered to take her, he’d reluctantly offered to bite the metaphorical bullet. It wasn’t that he disliked Lola, he just didn’t like talking with her. He’d drowned her out halfway through the drive, tired of listening to her ramble about squirrels and other such nonsense. She was still talking by the time he’d put the car in park and turned off the engine, something he would’ve found impressive if it weren’t so annoying. He held his arm out to her, and she took it eagerly, probably hoping for some balance on those obnoxiously tall heels of hers. From the cars on the road and the noise pumping out of the house, Jax was willing to bet the majority of the invitees were already here. He’d get an earful from Beckett later, he was sure. ‘I can’t believe you were late, Jax’, he’d say, followed by some unoriginal thinly veiled insult about his upbringing. He couldn’t care less. Jax was just hoping to show his face, inspire a couple people, and dip when he was no longer needed. As he walked through the front door, however, he knew his plans would be changing.

He spotted Blair almost instantly. She was standing in the corner by herself, something Beckett was probably more than happy to see. Her blonde locks tumbled over her shoulders and down her back. Small pieces framed her face, which wore a small pout. She looked lonely, eyes scanning the room as she occasionally took sips of her beer. “I’m gonna go grab something to drink,” he alerted Lola, not bothering to look at her as he pulled his arm from her grasp. If she’d said something to him in response, he’d missed it. He quickly located the nearest cooler, grabbing a bottle of Heineken for himself, and an extra to put in his back pocket. He wasted no time in walking over to her corner, and by the way her eyes lit up he figured she’d spotted him. She gave a little wave with her free hand, a small smile replacing her pout. When he made it to her corner, he leaned against the wall and turned to face her. “Blair,” he grinned, “Nobody told me you’d be here tonight.” She rolled her eyes in response, “Ugh, I wish I wasn’t. I’m starting to think Beckett doesn’t want me to have any fun at all. You should be careful, actually, if he sees you talking to me, he might try to scare you off like everyone else tonight.” It was a usual tactic of his, using his status to get people to leave her alone. Beckett had made it pretty obvious that he didn’t want anyone fucking around with his sister, and Jax had a feeling it wasn’t because he cared about her well being. “Nah,” he replied, rummaging around for his keys, “I’m not scared of him.” She laughed, her nose crinkling in a cute sort of way “Well, aren’t you brave?” Key ring in hand he fumbled around for the bottle opener he often kept attached to them. His beer cracked open with a hiss, and Jax took a swig before replying. “Not so much brave as your brother just isn’t intimidating” he shrugged. She followed his lead, pressing her bottle to her lips and taking a small sip. She pursed her lips when she was finished, as if she was sorting out what she wanted to say. “I wish more people thought so,” she’d settled on, “I couldn’t even find a date for tonight.”

Jax’s jaw tightened, angry that Beckett cared so much about what or who his sister was doing. This wasn’t the first time they’d had this conversation. Blair was lonely, and it was entirely Beckett’s fault. Without Beckett, he knew men would’ve been lining up to take her to the party tonight. Hell, he’d probably have gotten in line himself. “Yeah, well they’re stupid,” He offered, giving her a nudge with his elbow. She smiled sheepishly, eyes avoiding him as they found a fixed point on the ground by her feet. “Maybe…You seemed to find a date okay though? You’re here with Lola, right?” She asked hesitantly, as if she didn’t really want to hear the answer. He shook his head, careful not to make a face in response. “God, No— Well, sort of. She’s more like my date” he replied, using his fingers to make quotes around the word date. She lifted a brow quizzically, “Why do you say date like that?” He took a sip of his beer, trying to figure out how to put it in a way that didn’t make him seem like an asshole. “I don’t like her like that. She’s nice and all, but not really my type. It’s more for show than anything,” he finally sighed. Blair nodded along, accepting his response with a long pause. “Well,” she said nervously, still not meeting his gaze, “I’m personally offended that you didn’t take me to be your fake date.” The statement caught him completely off guard, eyes wide and brows raised. In truth, he’d rather be here with Blair than he would Lola, but Beckett would’ve lost his shit at the mere suggestion. It’s why he tried to keep things between him and Blair casual. Despite the way she lingered in his thoughts, even when she wasn’t there, he knew it wasn’t worth a fight with the team quarterback. He couldn’t always stay away, though. Much like tonight, he craved her attention more than anyone else’s. His eyes roamed over her, noting a slight blush on her cheeks. She looked up at him softly, a sad smile accompanying her gaze. “Don’t’ sell yourself short, Blair. You’re worth more than a fake date.”

[serenaxsmythe]

Jesus Christ, Jax. Ever thought about getting a life?

Yeah, yeah. You're welcome.

Oh honey, you think I only know twenty three musicals??? Please. This is my priority list.

Hey, if you're offering me an accountant that someone else is covering, I'd be an idiot to turn that down. Thanks Serena, seriously, this would be a huge help

[justaghostysposts]

Here’s some things I’ve made but will probably never finish lol

[an-albino-pinetree]

There was no way I wasn’t immediately gonna jump at the chance to draw this dude, I love him 💜🌾

Guys, please go check out @iamespecter ‘s Little Digital Nightmares concepts, they are SO COOOOL!!

[hedlundholbrookhunnam]

Charlie Hunnam | Sons of Anarchy - S.3 Ep. 13

[sharpenurdamnknife]

As if they didn't have enough shit going on in this town with the drugs and the low income/high poverty rate- they needed a biker gang too. Now bikers road through Lousiana and Bon temps all the time. It was beautiful out there and they had damn good food but Piper could tell the difference in between guys that liked their bikes and guys that were here for business. She knew she would also have to keep a close eye out for the waitress's and generally the people in the town. Her resting bitch face was normally enough to scare them off though so that was a relief. Seeing as how most of them were in the booth and getting the first round she sighed, eyeing the group through the expo window.

"I'm taking my break." Maybe she could avoid some of this and put on her game face for at least a few minutes. Pulling the top half of her apron down she stepped out the back door into the sun light, shading her eyes with a hand.

It didn't take her long to catch the scene with one of the 'local girls' who tended to do most of her business at night. It was still early for that though and two of the road crew were apperently already getting frisky.

She also saw a blond man out of the corner of her eye in the cutte. More then that he was reaching behind him. That could have been a gun or a knife or any manner of weapons that would just make things worse.

"You," She pointed at him while simutaniously swooping down to grab the base ball bat propped against the back door. "Mind your business." She snapped as she headed over to defuse the group herself.

Apperently she'd done this before as Murphy and Charlie both raised their hands in innocence. "You two; take a walk. And Chrissie, you know you can't work here. We've told you not in the parking lot 100 times."

Firecracker Meets Gasoline

@sharpenurdamnknife starter for Jax Teller & Piper Beau

Bon Temps, Louisiana.

A damn long way from Charming, to say the least. He and the boys were here on club business; there was a new charter to be christened here and as the "Mother Charter" SAMCRO of California made the journey to oversee its official opening. Nine motorcycles rode into Bon Temps that afternoon, with Clay's bike in the lead and Jax close behind, followed by the rest of them. They had some time to kill before their official business, so the group made their way to the closest bar to quench their thirsts. The roads were long and it's been a few hours since their last gulp of beer.

They were met with all sorts of stares from strangers and whispers behind their backs as they killed their engines and made their way inside. Many of them took a booth while Jax and Clay wandered up towards the counter. Sunglasses removed, the president ordered a round for his boys while the vice president scanned the bar. He wasn't looking for anything in particular, but if something (or maybe someone) caught his eye, he'd give his attention if required.

"Mind if we smoke?" Clay asked the bartender, who simply just pointed over at the sign above him - the same old cigarette symbol with a big red X over it. "Fuckin' Christ," he muttered under his breath as he put his cigar away. Jax didn't mind. He lightly smacked Clay's shoulder and told him that he'd be outside. He needed to check in on the kids anyway.

Jax made his way out towards their bikes and lit up a smoke. He had just began to dial home when his ears caught the sound of a commotion. Some drunk assholes making an obnoxious ruckus that he would have ignored, that is if he hadn't seen the harassment they were shoving onto some poor girl. Yeah, no, that wasn't going to fly no matter where he was. A hand slipped into his pocket, fingers grazing his pocket knife as he made his way over, striding with determination and purpose.

"Hey. Leave her alone."

[1ightningsvibecorner]

Kinda a crack theory, but I’m gonna say it anyway.

Zooble and Jax could be C&A developer kids

Basically this this idea stems from three things:

Zooble and Jax are the same age

Characters tend to only be the exact same age for a reason, this isn’t always the case, but it tends to mean a connection between the characters (ex: same grade in school, twins, grew up together). According to Gooseworx Zooble is a couple months older than Jax which rules out them being twins, but they still bicker like siblings. This brings us to my second point:

Jax and Zooble act like they’ve known each other for a while

Now, this could be because they’ve been in the circus together for a bit, but they seem especially used to each other’s personalities. They bicker and tease each other, and Zooble is the only person we’ve seen Jax have a normal conversation with. Speaking of that conversation…

They both seem to know about Caine’s nature

We already know from Kinger’s line at the end of episode one and his computer science degree that lines related to the function of the circus shouldn’t immediately be written off as characters guessing. Jax and Zooble have a conversation about whether or not Caine would do anything malicious, Jax says it’s not in his nature but Zooble says the only thing holding him back is that he likes them. This could be insinuating that they both have some knowledge of AI and Caine’s base code.

Anyway, that’s my theory! I personally think Jax is C/Cain’s kid and Zooble is A/Able’s, but I could be completely wrong lol

Lemme know if you have anything to add to the conversation :D

[dmhunk]

HOLY SHITTTTTTTT

[dnpanimationstudioclone]

I really dig the idea of the gang being former C&A workers.

Can you guess who’s suppose to be who? Not sure they could…

[barghuest-draws]

It's the first week after leaving the Void behind. Logan's just trying to become a better man and get used to this new life.

But that also means confronting his feelings towards Wade.

Because what happened in the Odyssey must NOT stay in the Odyssey. Part 2 of my Poolverine Series~

[broodingmystery]

🏷 tag drop; Jackson Teller - Jax

[dangericedreams]

The Amazing Digital Circus is going to absolutely crush your soul. @gooseworx

Full video: https://youtu.be/MT3vpYDIOqE?si=FL65SgvGZRuXEVsf

[minty-sweet-art]

This art is simply for a later updated carnival relationship chart post but feel free to look.

It’s just a drawing of carnival jax scarf

Carnival au by sm-baby

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[the scarf seemed to be tucked under the big self in the room almost like she didn’t want to look at it]

[You have found the old scarf]

Talk to minty about it

> Leave it where it was

Keep it

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[maevebriar]

maeve scrunched her face up at the sudden arrival in the booth that disturbed her peace "no one wants to play with me" she pouted "i'm sure there is someone that could suffer but then i'd have to track them down and we're already late in the day, it's a whole thing"

Jax threw himself down into the booth next to Maeve, his arm going up over the back. "Now baby girl, why are you sat all alone? Isn't there someone out there you could be makin' suffer or are there slim pickin's right now?" @maevebriar

[an-albino-pinetree]

..I gave Jax a dagger. -v- 🗡️

Plot twist, he’s just acting out a part for Gangle >v>