#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.

[wexarexmadxhere-archive]

spotify wrapped has arrived. send me a number from 1-100 for a starter based on that song, or a lyric from it, or send a 🎁 for me to shuffle. @theolderh3nderson​  86 - for jax song; Jacob Whitesides - Rules Of Beautiful  

“You're an angel in disguise. When you cover your eyes. But angels don't need covering. You're a princess, you're a queen. You don't need finer things. But I'll buy you diamond rings just because'. Cause you break the rules of beautiful. So stay with me for a minute more. No need to fix what's beautiful, you're beautiful. Like a flower all alone in a field of weeds. You don't need to change you just need to be. The way you were made is just for me, you're beautiful. 'Cause you break the rules of beautiful.”

[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]

So basically every musical you know. Ever heard of a priority list, Jax? But yeah, that would require some impressive coin flipping strategy.

I'm sorry, my accountant handles all of that for The Rupture and I just manage the fun part which is bossing people around mostly. But hey, if balancing the books is the roadblock, I could have my finance guy take a look for you. Just say the word and I'll cover it.

Well my list consists of about twenty three different musicals, so I feel like a coin doesn't have enough sides for that... I mean, I'm not apposed to doing a crowd pleaser like Wicked, and I do love that musical, "been there, done that" musicals are popular for a reason, and they tend to be the ones the kids are familiar with, so I kind of like them!!

It's less wrangling more giving them something to be excited about. They're a great group, but I totally get if that's not your thing. There's always the none kid related stuff if you ever feel the urge to help out, for example I cannot balance these books for the life of me, math makes my head hurt which is why I dropped pre-med after my freshman year...

[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!!

[justaghostysposts]

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

[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."

[vapolis]

If Merc just turns up dead one day, would any of the ROs take revenge? Or would they just let it go... or would they stew in the trauma of merc's wide, lifeless eyes staring at them from the sockets of their bloodless sunken face, expression and body contorted and broken in such a horrible way that it could only suggest the merc did not go peacefully?

well, that got intense...

dante/delilah and jax would for sure take revenge if romanced and try to take from the person that killed merc the same thing that got taken from them.

orla kind of expects merc to go out in a fight one day and while she would be devastated, taking revenge could turn the killer's ire on her and make her a target which she can't afford.

royal would be affected most bc while they know death, they don't know it as intimately as the others do and would have a hard time coping with a merc that's ripped away from them so violently.

with echo it depends because a part of them, much like orla, always imagined something finally taking merc out but they also have a lot of people owing them favours they'd be willing to cash in to get retribution in merc's name and lay them to rest.

[hedlundholbrookhunnam]

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

[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…

[broodingmystery]

🏷 tag drop; Jackson Teller - Jax

[wexarexmadxhere-archive]

spotify wrapped has arrived. send me a number from 1-100 for a starter based on that song, or a lyric from it, or send a 🎁 for me to shuffle. @moonshinemuses​ 5 Jax & Erica song; Camylio - I tried

“Why is loving you so hard? Why is letting go the hardest part? Did we love too fast? Can we not go back now? And leave the weapons lying on the ground? When did all these scars take the place of us? I need some reminding of who I was.””

[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~

[dangericedreams]

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

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

[an-albino-pinetree]

Cw: Jax, Nudity!

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I tried my hand at a sfw-ish version

[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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