#trinity: tigs

[ravennaortiz]

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Below you will find the list of men and women who call Charming home and their stories!

Chibs

HalfSack

Happy

Jax

Juice

Kozik

Opie

Ratboy

Tig

Charlotte "Charlie" Teller OC

Chloe Morrow OC

Cori Lowman OC

Cruella Morrow OC

Kara Kozik OC

Morgana Telford

Piper Kay Winston OC

Raven "Ray" Trager OC

Reverie Winston OC

Rockette "Rocky" Teller OC

Scarlett "Scar" Teller OC

Stormie "Storm" Rayne Epps OC

Trinity Ortiz OC

Victoria Lewis OC

WidowMaker OC

Stories/Series that have multiple main characters

Not What It Seems- Mystery Series

Halloween 2023

Tales of a Free Use Old Lady

His Old Lady, His Lover Universe

Best Friends Daughter

Below you will find the men and women who call Santo Padre home and their stories!

Angel

Bishop

Bottles

Coco

Creeper

EZ

Gilly

Guero

Manny

Daniela"Dani" Reyes OC

Ember Alvarez

Guadalupe "Lupe" Mendoza OC

Josiah AKA Lil Joey OC

Julieta Mendoza OC

Katalina Moreno-Losa OC

Liliana Mendoza OC

Milicent Ramirez OC

Rosaria "Rose" Cruz OC

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Christmas 2023

The One Universe

Second Chances Universe

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[mardytoast]

south park as Gaeilge p1

this is so random of me but these are what i think the main fours names would be if they were Irish, based on nothing but vibes

Stan Marsh - Jack O'Rourke

(jack oh-rork)

stan's just this random little all american guy and Jack O'Rourke is a normal Irish lad, there's just no questions about it. basic name for a basic name. he plays both taelic football and hurling and he's slightly better at hurling, he's on the B team for both though. and pronounces 'G.A.A' as 'gah'. probably from Laois and calls everyone at the Ploughing 'townies'. goes to Electric Picnic every year and thinks Longitude is a joke because he's musically pretentious and listens to Fontaines. correlated? we'll see. did music for leaving cert too.

Kyle Broflovski - Tadgh Doyle

(tie-g d-oil)

Tadgh Doyle is the most INSUFFERABLE name i could think of and that's why it's kyles. tadgh and kyle are just variants of the same name and doyle sounds like suchhh a privileged name. you just know this guy is from some sort of D4 or Blackrock, he goes to Trinity, shouts 'Trinners for Winners🤓' as the back of the bus and probably did something weird at T-Ball. idk he's really proud of being in Trinity. his parents are WEALTHY and he's been 'comfortable' his whole life. all that's left for him to do is follow in his (cannonically) lawyer dad's footsteps

Eric Cartman - Cian Perry

(key-in perry)

i once knew a guy called cian and he was fat and annoying both. Perry is an originally English name that came to Ireland a while ago which i think is very fitting. i don't even know how to explain why this is the perfect name for cartman but it just is you have to trust me. i literally don't know what this guy would do except drink bpm. Tesco meal deals? he's probably not a very interesting person and doesn't get out much.

Kenny McCormick - Seán Mac Muirtaigh

(shawn mack mur-tag/tig)

let me be honest the surname is technically not real and i made it up, even though i swear i have heard it before. but Google says Muirtaigh was just never a thing and none other fit so i guess he's just gonna have a fake second name. kenny has an Irish first and second name because he's oppressed and poor, not because he's a native speaker. he could be from cavan or he could be from north Dublin it depends. i can't reallyyy see him living in a council estate but who knows. anyways seán skipped ty and calls houses 'gaffs', drinks lucozade and he and his friends are those lads that stand around late at night, of course two of them have bikes beside them. went to a deis school and plays soccer not in a club but just for fun with his mates. a lot of north Dublin lingo and accent too.

anyways hope yous enjoyed my Irishification of south park character let me know if you want me to do craigs gang and some of the girls because i have those drafted

also i love Ireland and everything i say is in good fun 🙂‍↕️✌️

[kingballer22]

Hello my name is Trinity, I’m Native American, and these are some of my favorite things. 😙✌🏽

•3 favorite movies🍿

-Remember the Titans

-Dazed and Confused

-McFarland USA

•3 favorite TV Shows📺

-The Umbrella Academy

-Outer Banks

-Mayans MC (spin-off of tv show Sons of Anarchy)

•3 favorite fictional characters👑

-Alexander “Tig” Trager (Sons of Anarchy)

-Angel Reyes (Mayans MC)

-Eddie Munson (Stranger Things)

•3 fictional characters I have a crush on🫣

-Johnny “Coco” Cruz (Mayans MC)

-Oscar “Spooky” Diaz (On My Block)

-Rafe Cameron (Outer Banks)

•3 favorite ships🚢

-Sterek (Teen Wolf)

-Tig and Venus (Sons of Anarchy)

-Ian and Mickey (Shameless)

•3 favorite songs🎤

-Watch the World Burn by Falling In Reverse

-Hallowed Be Thy Name by Iron Maiden

-Million Reasons by Lady Gaga

•3 favorite books📚

-Macbeth by William Shakespeare

-Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen

-The Body by Stephen King

•3 favorite colors🖍️

-Black

-Red

-Blue

•3 favorite animals 🦌

-Wolf

-Dog

-Horse

•3 favorite drinks🥤

-Root Beer

-Mountain Dew

-Gatorade

•3 favorite foods🍕

-Crawfish

-Hot wings

-Cabbage

•3 favorite desserts🧁

-cookies

-chocolate

-ice cream

[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

[jonathankatwhatever]

I’m gathering that my weakness is my strength, just as my impression of myself is being perspective flipped. That is, I’m not a mathematician is a strength in communicating the meanings of this work because the math has developed out of Storyline, meaning metaphors which develop specific details which reveal the math to me as I go, coupled with my relationship to you. The relationship to you is a different level Storyline, the one which encompasses these Storylines.

Note: that wording and the understanding attached to that sentence comes from you using the words the one in all caps because the usage embodies the concept of that which collects or encompasses the other, similar or related threads. That completed your prior use of the one to indicate the personal one, so I had the specific encompassing case and the general. This clearly relates to Tigs and Togs: the specific is Triangular inside gs, while the general is Triangular outside of gs. (I’m bouncing pairs around: internal external / within without doesn’t work, but so far nothing better than inside and outside. That bouncing is exploring the dimensions of each concept, meaning a metric distance if we populate the space with sufficient density that we can define the difference between internal and inside, including cases where we don’t care. That’s a given of gs construction: each point has to be constructed, so each point has a threading, has roads which lead to it, so you can see internal is in a different set or clustering of usages attached to different forms of communication than inside’s set or clustering.)

You drive me crazy in a good way. That’s how the magic happens. I must have written that 1000 times: the work comes out of me, connections appear from my analyzing at both levels, so I’m directly connecting you to me and you to Storyline and Storyline to me to make a Triangular which then enacts into the understanding which is then in maths form. The appeal of the Trinity is real.

By real, I use a definition developed out of your usage of the word, which I took to be multi-dimensional, and which I now render as fitting to the Storyline at both levels, meaning I’ve finally solved that part of you. Wow. Fitting at both levels means the same counting of primes gs primes so they Halve to define the processes which effectively alternate or flicker over Halving as division, as purely numeric. This is how continuity works, that a scene has integrity and that it fits into the larger work. So, your usage I took as referring to a construction which embodies both levels, which means there is real and that real is actually an Attachment, a doorway, to connect the old repeating dream imagery, to an abstract structure or room, which we labeled an xyR years ago to indicate that’s a Room in xK and yK so a specific grid squares space can be an xyR.

You see the need for this kind of notation when you look at scale: any Halving invokes an xyR and those are ubiquitous. Basic reason is that we see CM100 in Halving, meaning the 50-50, meaning SBE and fCM, meaning all the modularity, patterns and contexts.

So I have had to accept that this material speaks to me and to you and to me through you, which means through me to you. It’s the only possible explanation.

Much of this, I realized over an hour ago - it’s 6:20AM on 26 May 2023 and I’ve been up since 4:30 because the cat was relentless. Had to wait until it was light to let him out. Anyway, I realized about 5AM that we’ve explictly developed the notion embodied in the Iliad that the Gods are learning about humanity through the metaphor of the immortal mortal Achilles, not a God but a man who can’t be killed, so the Gods learn the meaning of human sorrow. That’s why the ancient plays were so obsessed with funeral rites: it’s the way they saw the Gods reaching down to humanity in understanding, which means carrying out these rites were crucial to connecting with the Gods and their powers over both nature and human affairs.

That sentence took a lot of work over a long time. It connects to sacrifice, to human sacrifice, etc. So the new part of the metaphor in the Greek tradition was taking the concept of sacrifice and shifting the story from humans up beseeching to Gods down looking at the humans. So the Gods learn to care about humans dying, about the shortness of the lives of those who are mortal. It makes a Triangular in which the meaning flows up and down, to Gods and to humans, as they bounce off the bridging 3rd End of Achilles.

So the image of us making an fD across a 1-0Segment is correct.

That means the process is one of making contact and then developing an understanding across and over that which divides the specific and general encompassing cases. That is dense. I mean that Halving extends or applies to the oh here’s an example: take 8 and Halve it in simple to 4, and in gs to gs3 and gs5, and the gs alternate or otherwise process to keep in tension, to keep sparking 1Space, then that process can contain great depth, and that all Halves.

Think about that: we just, to my complete surprise, generated an image of issues of vast importance turning on salient points, meaning public debate, etc. now have a blunt, fundamental mathematics to them.

I’m running out of steam. Need some sleep. Need the cat to come in. Again.

Anything else? That makes us a knowledge bridge which can enable better communication.

[trinibarra]

Trinity’s mad they still gotta go to classes when Gallagher is figuratively on fire. Give it a few days and it’ll literally be on fire too, somebody’s bound to snap (she hopes). Now she’s stuck trying to check out a book for her Russian class and she’s stepped foot in the library max three times all year so the culture shock's like a different country, feels jet lag the minute she enters. “Whoa.” So this is where the nerds come to die? Lady at the front desk says the last copy’s been checked out and she’s quick to give up, sorry Prof, when she sees him in the distance holding it, like some weirdo who reads. She didn’t want the book that badly minutes ago, but now she has to have it. “Yo, you finished with that? Didn’t think you needed reference material.” Since he’s holding The Idiot by Fyodor Dostoevsky, Trinity clearly doesn’t know the plot. “You got the last copy and I got a paper due in an hour.” @tigsousa​ 

[gallagherchels]

Trinity's at a point in her career where she doesn’t do any of the dirty work. As in, she hasn’t planned her own vacation in years, she doesn’t book her own flights, she doesn’t schedule her conferences or her appearances, and when her manager pitches a partnership with a boxing apparel brand that makes her ass look good, all she has to do is say yes or no. So, of course she says yes, even if she hasn’t sparred since her Gallagher days. Her branding department said it would be a good idea to work with local studios around the states, get some publicity in and donate free equipment and products before launching her own line of fitness gear as her next business move. She’s already talked to Martina about designs, so as far as she’s concerned, this is just a small step in the process. She’ll visit a studio in her hometown in Florida, a studio in Cali, a studio here and there and firstly, a studio close to her alma mater, even if that was some eight years and change ago. Concepts like aging make Trinity real glad she can’t count. 

Trinity inhales in a deep, dramatic way like she’s on a reunion set, but chokes at the smell of sweat and feet and nearly gags. Did DC always smell this bad? Even her expensive perfume is gasping for air. “Paul, you smell that?” Her trusted assistant scurries beside her, clutching his clipboard expectantly. “It smells like you gonna have to bring the car around.” Trinity’s brow perks, like, what the hell did you sign me up for? When Paul explains that they’ve already signed a contract, and that there’s a lot to be done, Trinity sighs and bumps her hip against his. “Loosen up, Paulie, acting like you need to put some laxatives in your coffee...” She cackles, that loud laugh that nearly made her famous, and her odd friend smiles in knowing her, before heading out to bring in some of her things. She fully steps into the studio, her out-of-place stilettos clicking against the floor as she takes it in skeptically, her petite frame circling, and raising her hands at potential changes. She talks to herself — “It’s a lil dingy but nothing we can’t put some lighting on. Maybe we can paint the walls? Or is that the look we’re going for...we could also...eh..” She trails off, one hand pressed to her hip as her marketing brain ignites, so that the back of her blazer’s pushed up. “Ooo, just needs my magic touch.” @dailygodmod​

[spaghettificationandpretzels]

The Reaper and The Death Angel Part 36

Series Masterlist

Part 35

Contains: Fluff, angst, loosely follows the plot of episode 2x08 - 3x10

6.7K words

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To Ireland we go.

"We're here safe."

You breathed a sigh of relief, "Jax just texted, they've landed and are in Belfast without any trouble."

Ima put her hand over her heart, "thank God, I'll check my phone, Sam would have texted." Sure enough, there was a short text from Sam.

"How's your tattoo healing?"

She flashed you her arm, "sore but nothing I haven't been through before, Sam still keeps asking to see it."

You laughed, "Jax was the same, it was like trying to keep a little kid away from his birthday presents."

She giggled, "I'm kinda glad he's not here, I got sick of telling him that he couldn't look at it."

You shook your head, "you wanna come with me to get Kip out of the hospital? They're only keeping him there for the insurance."

She nodded and grabbed her keys, "I'll drive." She put the local radio station on for the ride. As you were about to comment on one of the stories, another came on.

"This just in, Jacob Hale has launched his bid for mayor against the town favourite Elliot Oswald."

Ima blinked in shock, "did I just hear that right?" You turned the radio up and waited for the presenter to continue, "he's running on the basis of small business first and is looking to bring Charming into the luxury housing market."

"You did. I don't know if he knows this but the whole town hates him."

She turned into St Thomas' parking lot, "his rich developer friends don't."

"Hey Kip, we're breaking you out of here."

He smiled, "thank God, this place is driving me insane." You helped him up while Ima went to get some help and an hour later you were driving him back to T-M after dropping Kip home.

****

"So who's been left behind?"

You had dropped Ima at work on the way so it was just you, "Tig, Piney and Kozik, all the others are in Belfast."

He nodded, "do you know if they've found Jimmy yet?"

You shook your head, "all Jax told me was that they were there safe, I don't know anything after that. He said he called once they were settled. I need to go get my stitches out but I'll be back afterwards and we'll talk more then."

You were just getting done with the doctor when Jax called, "hey Darlin."

Something was wrong, "You can't hide shit from me Teller, what happened?"

Jax laughed, "we almost got sent back home by a group of dirty cops."

"Jimmy?"

He made an affirmative grunt, "can I ask you a question?"

His tone was unsure, there was more than just one thing wrong, "sure my love, is something on your mind?"

You heard him inhale, "could you tell if I was related to someone by just a photo?"

You blinked, "if they were a very close relative maybe, but do Sam and I look like siblings?"

There was an exhale, "not even a little, can I send you those photos anyway?"

"Well you keep telling me so it must be true." The photos came through soon after, with a short text from Jax.

"Sure beloved, get a few from different angles and maybe give me some more context than just that you think you've got a cousin you didn't know about."

He laughed, "done. You're great, did you know that?"

"Her name is Trinity, she looks like dad and she's twenty-two, with the way her mother Maureen and Gemma were talking, I think something's up. He was over there a lot when Maureen would have been pregnant."

You looked over the photos, there was no doubt in your mind that this woman was Jax's half-sister. Of course you called him, "hey." He knew by your tone what you were going to say, "I'm really sorry beloved."

"Are you sure?"

He sounded very upset, "sure enough to tell you to start digging." There was a laboured breath across the line, "you know you're mum, she would know if John was stepping out on her. Start there, then ask Maureen. I think talking to Trinity outright might not get you anywhere because they would have kept this whole thing under wraps."

You could hear him moving around like an anxious animal, "what do I do?"

You took a deep breath, "I know this must feel like a terrible betrayal from your father but if it's true, you've gained a little sister. It's no comfort but there might be a whole another person who's in your corner and that's a good thing."

"I love you too."

There was a soft chuckle, "you always know what to say."

Before you could reply, you heard someone yell his name, "got to go Darlin, I love you."

Jax walked out of the bedroom to the table full, "sit down son, we've got a lot to talk about."

Jax sat at the table, full of the Belfast charter, "Jimmy'o is in the wind, the Irish kings are ready to give the green light but we need to find him first."

Jax shook his head, "why do we have to deal with this? How can we even trust you, O'Neil was on the phone with him telling us lies."

The room was getting icier, "I had no idea that Cammy was here, that lie is on Jimmy."

Jax sucked on his tongue, "sure. No one answered my question, why does this fall on us?"

McGee seemed annoyed, "we're too close to this, Belfast is still a war zone. If we kill Jimmy, our whole chapter will be dead within the month."

Jax threw his hands up in the air, "so what, we find him, question him then do him?"

McGee gave an affirmative grunt, "that's the plan." The table went from there, talking about their operation and then the priest was brought up Kellan Ashby.

If the room was icy before, it was like the arctic right now. "That won't be necessary Sam, we'll talk to this priest and go from there." Clay took in Sam's cold expression, he had no doubt in his mind Sam was telling the truth.

"He'll know more, the kings take his word as gospel."

Sam had sat there silent the whole time, when he spoke, his voice was short, bordering on frightening. "So Jimmy tries to steal the guns out of under this charter, he's on the run and you want us to talk with a priest. Why aren't the kings who missed his bullshit here talking to us? It's their problem. Hell, you say the word and I'll have my guys do him in and we won't have to get our hands dirty."

****

The yelling got worse, "will you two shut the fuck up and get back to work. For shit's sake guys, some of us are trying to pick up the slack, it would be good if you could help out." Tig walked back into the garage shaking his head and Kozik was too scared to meet your eye.

"What the fuck is wrong with the two of them?"

Chucky shrugged, "judging by the level of animosity, there's got to be at least on vagina involved."

You chuckled, "very shrewd Chucky, very shrewd."

"Thank you."

You turned to Chucky, "I'll check the dorm to see if the receivables are there, we're in for a long day Chuck." You were walking out of the Clubhouse when Lyla drove up.

"Hello, what brings you by?"

She smiled softly, "I thought we could all put on dinner while the guys are away, just us girls and the kids?"

You nodded, "great idea, my place?"

You both sat on the picnic bench, "yep. Can I ask you a question?"

"Sure."

She seemed worried, "what going to happen when they guys go inside?"

You shrugged, "I have no idea, Opie will be here so you won't be alone but I think it's all going to pan out in the end. What's got you so worried?"

"Opie been talking about kids and getting married."

You nodded, "and you don't want another kid with a man who could get his brains blown out and leave you with four children to look after on your own?"

"Thanks. I guess we've got a dinner to plan." You nodded and was gone.

She breathed out a breath she didn't know she was holding, "yep."

You put a hand on hers, "talk to him, say just that and if he doesn't understand that then he's not the person for you. He's a good man Lyla, he's just got a lot of shit he needs to work through. All you can do is be honest with him."

You were about to head to the store when Darby showed up, "what the fuck do you want?"

He raised his hands, "I just want to talk."

Upon seeing him, Tig and Kozik walk up, "about?"

You jutted your hand out, "no Tig. I don't give a shit what he want. I want myself a Nazi scalp to hang on my wall, you want it to be yours?"

Darby swallowed, "it's about Jacob Hale."

You huffed, "fine, but if it involves you, I imagine it's criminal, we should get Unser or his brother here." To your surprise, there was no dissent.

Hale was there far quicker than you thought he'd be, "what did my brother do this time?"

You rubbed your face, "I don't know, ask the Nazi scum currently wasting my air."

Hale smiled gently, "please y/n can you cool it for just a little while and hear him out."

You threw your hands up in the air, "he has five minutes and if he's wasted my time, I'll shoot one of his knee caps off."

Tig hid a laugh, "done." You all sat down. Darby's eyes never left your hands, he was clearly terrified of you.

"Your brother just handed me an envelope of cash and asked him to get rid of Lumpy so he could buy the building."

You shook your head, "well I just won a bet." Tig looked confused, "I bet Jax that Hale would try something else and I was right. We can't do anything until we know the full story. What exactly did he say to you?"

"That his investor friends needs the lot and Lumpy was the last one holding out, he wanted me to get rid of him."

David was getting angrier and angrier, "did he say the cash was for getting rid of Lumpy?"

He shook his head, "no, he said it was a small business loan."

"Ok, no one is going to do anything." You pointed to Hale, "we can't do anything until we know all the facts, no one's going to say anything and Mr Darby is going to act like he's going to go along with it. You're going to warn Lumpy and then you're going to press Hale for more information and we'll go from there. If we want to get anywhere, we need dirt on this investor as well."

The table was quiet, "fine, but don't expect him to tell me anything."

You were getting sick of his voice, "I don't know why you're here, whether the fire that burnt you got you a little too close to hell and you want to make amends but I don't care, you'll get that information if you have to lie and cheat to get it."

He took a deep breath, "I know why you hate me, you have every right to but I'm trying to change, I'm trying to do the right thing."

You shook your head, "you are incapable of doing the right thing. Is there a reason you've had a come of Jesus moment or is this just a rat jumping off a sinking ship?"

Another deep breath, "when I was in the hospital one of my workers came to see me every day. She had no reason to, considering she knew what I was but she still showed up."

He went to continue but you cut him off, "so you love her like a monster loves a songbird, not for what she is but for what she did for you and you think that makes you worthy of redemption. Come back when you've actually done something."

****

Hale's eyebrows went up, "call me when you have more information."

He and Darby left, leaving you to continue planning with Tig and Kozik, "that was really scary."

You patted him on the shoulder, "thanks Herman."

"Jimmy doesn't tell me anything anymore, I have no idea why he lied."

Chibs was had his hand on Fiona's back, while the other listened to her. "Do you at least know what he's been up to since he got back?"

They were being rushed off soon after but with some pushing from the guys, they managed to get a ride with Chibs' family back to the church.

She huffed, "recruiting, he's at his bar pretty much every day and night."

Jax nodded, "what about O'Neil, is he on Jimmy's payroll?"

She shook her head, "not that I know of."

****

"Hey y/n."

You walked into the office, "yeah."

Tig smiled and put the phone down, "that was Darby, Lumpy knows Hale's gunning for him, he's closing up for a few days just to be safe.

****

You nodded, "ha, he came through. I'm still waiting on word from my guy about Hale's friends." You took a deep breath, "this guy can't become mayor Tiggy, he will ruin this town before his term is over and we will never recover."

He nodded, "I know, we'll fix it."

"All the way down here, I was holding onto hope that you were wrong about Trinity but one look."

Maureen nodded, "she's got his eyes and his smile."

Gemma looked down at the table, "did he know?"

She nodded, "yes."

"Jesus Christ."

Maureen crossed her arms, "I was eighteen, I didn't know what I was doing, neither did he. Look I have no delusion about you me and being friends. I just think a lot of hate right now is no good for anybody. This shit between us, it needs to stay buried."

"Too late."

Jax rounded the corner, his posture stiff, "how long have you been standing there?"

He shrugged, "long enough."

There was a cold chill to the air, "I can explain."

He waved his hand, "don't mum. Does Trinity know?"

Maureen shook her head, "no, she doesn't. She thinks her father died in Lebanon."

Jax huffed, "who else knows?"

Maureen got stiff, "just my brother, he won't tell a soul."

He shook his head, "tell her by the time we leave or I will." Jax walked away in a rage, leaving Gemma and Maureen to deal with the fallout.

Jax felt angry more than lost, his mother knew his father was cheating on him and kept it a secret. He was a little hurt, Gemma told him everything, he couldn't understand why she kept something so huge from him.

"He reminds me of John."

Gemma huffed, "I know."

"Hey darlin."

Jax knew you would know what to say, "hey my love, I'm guessing by the way you sound you know for sure?"

He took a deep breath, "yeah, mum knew and she never said anything. I've told them if they don't tell Trinity by the time we leave, I'll tell her. I know it's not my place but she should know the truth."

"You are very noble Jackson, it's admirable."

His breath stuttered, "so you think I did the right thing?"

His voice was cracking, "yes Jax, I do. I still can't imagine how hard this must be for you, finding out your dad wasn't the person you thought you knew."

"Why didn't Gemma tell me? She kept my sister from me."

You could hear he was on the verge of tears, "when you were little, who was your hero?"

You knew the answer, "my dad."

Jax smiled, "she didn't want that to change Jax, she wanted you to remember your father as the man you thought he was not who she knew him as. You have every right to be angry but she was trying to spare you more pain."

"I would be lost without you."

You chuckled, "nah, you'd be fine."

You could almost hear him shaking his head, "nope, I'd be lost and so would everyone else. How are things over there?"

"I won our bet. Hale is trying to get Lumpy to give up his gym so he can buy the space."

Jax huffed, "what are your winnings going to be?"

You smiled, "well since you never got to attend one of my practical lectures, I'd like to tie you up. With your consent of course."

He chuckled, "whatever you want Darlin."

"Oh, he's great. His face has started to develop but his back teeth have only just started to come in so he looks like an old man without his dentures in and it makes me want to squish his little face. He's also taken to putting everything in his mouth and he's too young to understand what's food and what isn't so I have to watch him like a halk."

"Yay, I'm going to have so much…." You trailed off, "what is it?"

There was an unhappy noise coming from you, "Kip just walked into T-M after I told him to stay home and rest, I'm going to kill him."

Jax knew that tone, Half Sack was in for a mum lecture, "before you kill the guy, how's Abel?"

Jax was smiling ear to ear, "he also likes it when the dogs' tails hit him, which is really weird but I can't be bothered to step in because of his little baby giggle. He's a weird baby."

Jax laughed, "that's your fault for talking to him about science hippy stuff and not trucks and Harleys."

You giggled, "hey, I talk to him about bikes, so does Sam, he's just more interested in the history of sales tax. Don't think I don't know what you're doing, you're trying to make me all happy before I talk to kip so I don't kill him."

"Well I value your assessment. I'll let you go yell at Half Sack now. I love you Darlin."

Jax laughed, "you don't miss a thing, what do you think about the new prospects?"

There was a pause, "Phill is great, Miles is enthusiastic and friendly but Shepard won't last a month, he's a bit too flightly and he's got his head in the cloud and not in a good way."

****

"Love you too Jax." You put the phone down, stood up and walked over to the picnic tables. "What are you doing here young man?"

His eyes went wide, "I thought I told you to go home and rest." He looked over at the guys, "send him home now or I'll do it. I have shit to do, call me if anything comes up." You left soon after to start prep for the dinner you and the other women were putting on.

"How long are you gonna stay with the priest?"

Fionna huffed, "not sure."

Chibs was anxious, "listen, there's plenty of room on Russo's plane so you're coming back with us."

'I don't want to leave Ireland."

Chibs shook his head, "sweetheart, it's not for long, just until all this blows over."

The tires screeched as the van came to a stop, "what's he doing?"

"GET DOWN!" Sam threw himself on top of one of the girls, Jax diving down seconds after him as bullets hit the car. It didn't last long, maybe thirty seconds before the car drove off, "what the fuck was that, is everyone ok?"

They looked around, "yeah I think so."

An hour later, they were all at the table, "are the girls safe?"

Chibs nodded, "yeah, they're fine."

The mistrust between SAMBEL and SAMCRO was growing, "do you have any idea who the shooters are?"

Opie sounded like he had his suspicions, "it had to be Jimmy."

"No, it was the UVF. They're radical loyalists, this would have been about Fionna."

Jax shook his head, "so they gunned down women and children?"

O'Neil shook his head, "if they wanted to kill you, you'd be dead. Trust me on that, brother." No one believed the bullshit for a second but there was no way they could talk about that here, it seemed more and more that the whole charter was on Jimmy's payroll.

They parted soon after, with the SAMCRO guys back to the inn while the others went back to the Clubhouse. The conversation went around in circles about the plan, they had to get Jimmy back to the States without creating more problems but with how deep SAMBEL was it was looking less and less possible.

Sam nodded, "you are trust me. I don't know how much she's told you about our home life, but if we had a half-sibling around, we'd want to have a relationship with them. We're pretty sure we do but our father isn't going to tell us unless he needs something from us." Jax swallowed, you barely told him anything.

Sam had pulled Jax aside just as Clay went off about Mcgee, "you wanna tell me what's going on with your half-sister?" Jax's eyes went wide, "y/n didn't say anything, you don't think I've picked up some of her skills over the years?"

Jax smiled softly, "I have no idea what to do, your sister says I'm doing the right thing in forcing them to come clean."

"I'm really sorry you two went through that."

Sam shrugged, "ehh, it's ok. We don't have contact with the man and as far as my sister's concerned, he's dead, I'm sure you'll get to meet him one day when he needs someone to bail him out, or give him a chunk of liver."

****

Jax huffed, "he better hope not."

Sam put a hand on his shoulder, "come on, we could use your input on the plan for the gun run."

"This better be good Tiggy, Abel's just discovered to joy of jello and I don't want to miss the mess he's going to make."

Tig laughed, "Darby's back, he got more info from Hale." Tig sounded optimistic, "Hale's buddy works for a company out of LA that builds huge developments, we're talking whole suburbs. He wants those shops to make a new mall."

"Ok great, I'll pass the guy's name onto my guy and we'll go from there. Did Darby say if Hale bought it?"

Tig huffed, "hook, line and sinker, he has no idea we're working an angle."

You breathed a sigh of relief, "we're on the right track. Gives the guys a few days to settle in when they get home then we'll download them. I'll call the moment my guy gets back to me."

"Was that Tig?"

You nodded, "yeah, things are moving along with Hale. You good with finishing the cheesecake from tomorrow?"

Ima nodded, "yeah, Luanne said she'll be here at four to help out and Lyla's bringing the kids."

"Alright, I imagine Sam and Jax will be calling soon, I'll feed Abel while you have a shower, then I'll get dinner on. I'm going back to work tomorrow but I'll be home early."

She leaned on the benchtop, "is this ever going to slow down?"

You shrugged "yeah, eventuallty. They guys will be home in a few days, then we have a month or two before they have to go inside. Things will ease up."

****

She looked upset, "you doing ok?"

She shook her head, "I miss your brother."

You nodded "I know, I miss him too. They'll be ok."

Jax was bored out of his brains, usually at this time he would be sitting down for dinner you Sam, Ima, Abel and you, talking about how everyone's day went. But he was sitting at the picnic tables in the SAMBEL compound staring at the night sky with nothing to do but wait until the run tomorrow. He had a quick conversation with you and Abel a little while ago but it was too early in the morning to call you now.

"Hey man."

Sam and Opie sat down next to him, "you look deep in thought."

Jax shrugged, "there's nothing to do here but wait, it's killing me."

Sam huffed, "been there down that, I've lost count of how much time I've spent waiting around with my dick in my hand while the brass holds meetings. We could play cards, or lift weights, or eat, eating's good."

Opie chuckled, "you don't really need to lift anymore weights Sam."

Jax's chest got warm, "that's really sweet." It was tinged with sadness, he loved both of you, Sam treated him like a brother but sometimes seeing you two together made him long for Thomas.

"You can never be too strong, I can do a two-fingered pushup, can you?"

Jax shook his head, "your sister's humility hasn't rubbed off on you."

Sam huffed, "she's the reason I started lifting. When we were teenagers, she worked two minimum wage jobs and was doing three PhDs so she was always tired. We lived in a one bedroom apartment and she would sleep on the couch so I would have the bed. She used to fall asleep all over the place so I started lifting so I could carry her to bed."

"I mean it when I say this but what's mine is yours. We can share Sam, no charge."

Jax knew without a doubt he was going to marry you, there were days when it was the only thing that kept him going. He knew he was going to get the Club out of guns and he knew you would stick by to help, he just hoped with all his heart that you didn't come to your senses and leave him before then.

"I beat, I'm heading to bed." Opie left leaving Sam and Jax alone

"I know I'm not as smart as my sister but I'm pretty close and I know you well, you want to let me know why you're so lost in your head?"

Jax was too overwhelmed to contemplate what that meant.

Jax shrugged, "I waiting for the day your sister sees the light and leaves me."

Sam shook his head, "she loves you Jax and she's going to be with you through thick and thin. She wouldn't have done all the stuff she has if she had any doubts. My biggest worry is that the more you know about her the more you're going to be the one to run."

****

"This is going to sound weird, but do you have a bad feeling?"

You looked at Ima like she had three heads, "I woke up feeling like someone was sitting on my chest. I'm putting it down to stress and worry and not that horrible six sense that some people get before shit hits the fan."

She nodded, "we have the dinner tonight, we can focus on that."

"Yeah, I guess. When will you be home?"

You shrugged, "about two, it's a light day today but I'll be back to full duty tomorrow."

You left for work soon after and arrived to the whole lab busy, "what do we have?"

"Great, I'll start with the worst bodies and go from there."

"Building fire in Oakland, we've got six bodies on the deck."

You threw your hands up, "since when did we start getting fire IDs?"

Holt rubbed his face, "since last month, I've managed to hold them off but this looks like arson so we're stuck."

Two pm arrived before you knew it, only half the bodies were identified before you left, "I'll be back early tomorrow morning, call me if something comes up, please."

Holt nodded, "will do, get home safe."

Ima was already cooking when you got home, "Lyla will be here soon, I sent her out to get more milk and Luanne is going to be on time, the thing with CaraCara sorted itself out."

You nodded, "great, I think I might stop by and see Otto, I've got a whole lot of stuff to give him. I won't be long, I should be home by five."

****

"Good idea, I'm sure he'll be happy to see a friendly face. And Luanne will be grateful that you're still going to see him. Why don't you take Abel?"

You nodded, "great idea."

"Hey sweetie, how have you been?" Otto smiled, "you know, alone for the last two months."

You huffed and covered Abel's ears, "you did stick a bit of sharped bedpost in a Nazi's ear. He deserved it but murder is wrong and all."

He chuckled, "he's grown."

Abel was babbling and reaching his fat little hands out, "I know, you wanna hold him?"

Otto's arms went towards you before you could finish your sentence, "is he old enough to be eating solid food?"

You nodded, "yes, his favourite is his carrot and roast beef for dinner and strawberry yogurt for dessert."

Otto smiled, "you know, Luanne and I never wanted kids, but sometimes I think it would have been nice."

"You would have made good parents."

His eyes fell to the table, "I'm here for life now, I've had a lot of time to think." His gaze moved to the basket of food, "what have you brought me today?"

"Well get used to it, I'll be coming for as long as you want me."

"Lots of food, and books on tape. I bought The Wild West, how wine, women and song build America. The Truth About Modern Medicine and Ancient Food, Delicious or Deady."

His mouth was full of food, "thank you for everything, I think without your visits, I would have gone crazy long ago."

Jax called you just as you were leaving the prison, "hey Darlin."

He sounded tired, "hello my love, how are you?"

You could hear people talking and moving in the background, "good, we're getting closer to finding Jimmy. How are things there?"

"Good, we're having dinner with all the women tonight, I mean the kid will be there but other than that, it's just us girls."

Jax laughed, "are you meaning to tell me your forming a coven."

You giggled, "yep, watch out Mr Teller, one wrong step and I'll make sure all your hair falls out."

"Oh I'm terrified, how was work?"

Jax knew that groan, "how do you think, we're now helping with Arson investigations." The noise on the background was growing, "is everything ok over there?"

There was a pause while Jax spoke to someone else, "everything's in fine, some priest said that this is all about Jimmy wanting to take our business and sell it to the Russians but we still can't find the guy. The guys are just loading the guns now from the protection run we're helping with.

BANG

"Shit, do you want me to get some of my guys on it?"

You could hear the smile in Jax's voice, "nah Darlin, you've got to let me be a least a little usefu….."

The line went dead, you tried calling back, more than once but there was nothing. All you could do was drive home and go about your day, you'd let the other women know after dinner what had happened, they deserved some peace.

****

'What's wrong?"

You shook your head, "nothing, it's just been a long day. Is the bread ready for the oven?"

Lyla nodded, "yeah, go for it." You did your best to keep it together as the women arrived and put dinner on. You forced yourself to eat through nausea and worry, hoping desperately that Jax or Sam would call soon.

"When I was on the phone to Jax today the last thing I heard was what I think was a bomb go off, the line went dead and Jax hasn't gotten back to me." Someone swallowed, "there was no point in bringing it up, what can we do from here. You're all more than welcome to stay here until someone calls."

"Have you heard from Jax today?"

You nodded, "yeah, he seemed pretty busy. They're no closer to fixing what they're over there to fix."

Ima seemed worried, "really because I'm sure there's something you're not telling us, you keep going to get your phone out." you looked around at the women, there's was no point in keeping it from them now that dinner was over.

Everyone waited anxiously, the conversation would go from mundane nothing to fear filled speculation over and over again, then Ima got a call, "it's Sam." She answered the phone and put it down on the table on speaker, "y/n said she heard an explosion when she was talking to Jax, is everyone ok?"

"What? We're all fine, I'm sure Jax thought he hung up before it happened, none of our guys are hurt more than a few scrapes and bruises. How are things there?"

The conservation was short, Sam didn't have much to tell everyone before he asked if he could talk to Ima in private. Soon enough, you think because Sam told Jax, he was calling you. "I'm so sorry Darlin, I thought I hung up before it went off."

"It's fine Jax, I was so worried about you. Sam said everyone was ok."

He sounded even more tired than this afternoon, "yeah, we're all doing ok. But we know for sure that SAMBEL's been comprised, we're looking for O'Neil now. We think he's the one who set it off."

"Shit Jax, is Mcgee involved?"

Jax sighed, "we think so but we can't know for sure until we find O'Neil."

You shook your head, "that's not good Jax, he's first nine. If he's in bed with Jimmy you'll never get to him."

Jax huffed, "I know, that's part of the reason I'm calling. We think he's going to use the Russian Mafia to get him out of Ireland, do you think you can get us some info on the players in Northern Cali?"

"I'll call Penelope now. Please be careful Jackson, I don't know what I'd do if anything happened to you."

Jax chuckled, "nothing's going to happen to me. I'll be home before you know it. How did dinner go?"

You smiled, "good, until everyone found out you got yourself blown up. I saw Otto today, I took Abel with me and everything. He seems to be settling into his new reality ok but I promised I go back and see him as often as I could."

****

"You're a saint. I've got to go but I'll try and call again before you fall asleep."

You breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm just glad you're ok. Happy hunting."

Mcgee burst into the room, "because my boys are loyal to the MC. You're right about O'Neil, the Irish became more important than the patch." It went back and forth for a while, the voices becoming more and more raised. They finally got the location of a warehouse then left in a rush of leather and gasoline.

"O'Niel's an officer, if we point the finger at him, we might as well condemn the whole charter."

Clay shook his head, "maybe it's time we start looking at that. How do we know Jimmy didn't turn others?"

They searched in groups until they found him riding his bike away from the scene, Jax didn't hesitate in clotheslining him off it. "Call Sean Casey, we've got a confession to record." They dragged him inside the building with Mcgee following close behind.

"Who ordered the hit?" The confession didn't take long, it being Jimmy wasn't a surprise to anyone but the fact that he confirmed Mcgee was dirty was a surprise. His guys raced after him while Jax offed O'Neil, before they could do any more, Jimmy's men, or boys as it were, turned up.

They strung him up on what looked like a meat hook while Casey readied his tools. "I need you to tell me who ordered you to blow up that truck, Liam?"

O'Neil sounded scared, "I didn't blow it up." They cringed as Casey sliced his skin, O'Neil's screams turning blood-curdling.

They ran up the ladder to the roof before setting the room alight, the fire spreading as Jimmy reached to roof. As if it couldn't get any worse, they got into a shoot out with Jimmy's crew while Mcgee ran in the other direction and in the confusion and the gunfire, Jimmy managed to get away.

Mcgee on the other hand, wasn't so lucky, they caught him on the roof trying to scale a ladder down to get away. The conversation between him and Clay was short, then Clay was removing his kutte and throwing him off the edge.

They went right to the Irish kings who were thankful but when it came to taking him out, they buttoned up. By the time they had left, Ryan was the new president and they were no closer to finding Jimmy.

When Jax walked toward his room, Trinity was sitting on the bed waiting for him. Her face was puffy and her eyes were red, she had been crying. "I'm sorry about Mcgee."

She shook her head, "thanks, ma told me about your da, our da, I guess."

Jax's heart jumped, "I'm sorry. I had no idea…"

Trinity was falling asleep against his shoulder by the time they were done talking, it must have been close to four in the morning when he sent her to bed. Even though Jax was exhausted, he called you just because he wanted to hear your voice.

She cut him off, "it's ok, you did the right thing forcing ma to tell me. I don't know where we got from here Jackson?"

He smiled softly, "well, what are you doing at college? I'd like to hear about that, hell, we can talk about whatever you want."

"Hey Darlin."

He could hear Holt in the background, "hello my love, it's very early over there, shouldn't you be in bed?"

Jax chuckled, "nah, I just got done talking with my sister."

He could almost hear your smile, "I'm really happy for you Jax, I told you it would all pan out in the end."

"Yeah, you did. She's a really nice girl, we're gonna try and stay in touch. How's work?"

You huffed, "I'm in the weeds right now and I'm never taking any time off again. It looks like one of us is going to have to be a forensic consultant for arson cases. Oswald smartly said one of the first things he's going to do as mayor is explained our fire department. I looked at the proposal, it's a good decision."

"You're not going to leave me for a firefighter are you?"

You giggled, "have you ever been inside a firehouse? Those places and dens of iniquity and sin. You any closer to Jimmy?"

Jax let out a grunt, "no, Mcgee and O'Neil were dirty, they're both dead."

He could hear more people in the background, "Belfast sounds like it's on its last legs, that really sucks."

"I'm just ready to get out of here."

An alarm went off in the background, "I get that, and as much as I'd love to talk until the wee small hours, a machine is yelling at me. I love you Jax."

"Love you too y/n."

You raced out of your office, "what do we have?" Jack shook his head "it was a professional job, this wasn't some accidental drug fire. Someone lit the place up and wanted it to burn."

You look over the papers, "I need to make some calls, this might have something to do with all of us."

You ran into your office and called Penelope, "hey, Garcia, Hale's developer, has he been connected to any building fires? Not just properties he owns but ones he was looking into buying?"

Her keys clacked, "yes, actually, four. Only ten deaths were reported including the fire you're working on but at least twenty people were injuired. I'll do some more digging and get back to you."

"Thanks, can you have all the paperwork faxed to Holt right now, he needs to see this."

More clacking, "done, talk soon."

"Oh Kozik, you're gonna want to hear what I just found out."

"Yeah, talk soon."

You called T-M right away, "Teller-Morrow, this is Herman, how can I help you."

Part 37

[thetigarchives]

THE TIG ARCHIVES│TRAVEL│INSIDER’S GUIDE TO TORONTO

“With the Toronto International Film Festival in full effect, it seemed only right to share some of my favorite finds from this new home of mine. We have been filming Suits in Toronto for 4 seasons now, which means four years of getting to know this city. Domaine was kind enough to ask for my favorite finds, and now I am sharing them with you along with a couple of new additions. Here is my Insider’s Guide to Toronto, where the people are friendly, the streets are clean, the food is damn good, and where I found my happiness. Sounds like a pretty good place, eh?”

EAT

The Harbord Room - "Hands-down my absolute favorite restaurant in Toronto and beyond. The food is just perfect, whether you’re craving a crudo plate, a seasonal pasta dish laced with ramps, pesto and a whole lotta love, or the absolute best burger you’ve ever had. My friend, Natalie, brought me here years ago for the burger (with fries and a bottle of pinot noir), and it remains my most-craved meal. Just go. This one’s a no-brainer.”

Bestellen - "This is a comfortable space with a concise and absolutely delicious menu. I go for the côte de boeuf (all sourced by my favorite meat purveyor in the region, Cumbrae‘s), relaxed vibe, and great service. Also, they have an open kitchen, which I’m a sucker for, and a great table in the back that would be perfect for a small celebration."

Bar Isabel - "I used to live in Madrid, so my love for Spanish cuisine runs deep. Bar Isabel has a beautiful space with Andalucian tiles that reminds me of long weekends in Seville. Order the ceviche, and if you’re a fan of octopus, definitely go for that; it is served whole, with garlicky potatoes that will make you want to fall into a blissful carb coma."

Terroni - "A go-to and a standby. There are three locations in Toronto (go to the flagship on Queen Street where the service is relaxed but super accommodating) and the vibe is always chill. Their pastas have the perfect bite and the mains are great — order both with a bottle (or carafe) of wine. It’s a solid bet for an easy weeknight (or weekend) dinner."

Fresh – "All LA transplants who moved to Toronto for filming told me that Fresh would be my saving grace – the clean eats and yummy vegan fare would remind me of home. They were certainly correct.  Whether it’s a fresh juice, the green goddess bowl with extra broccoli, the quinoa onion rings or the all star salad, I could easily eat here every single day and my tastebuds would never get bored. Oh! And if you’re a fan of hot sauce, make sure you get some of their scotch bonnet based heat they put on the table. I am certifiably obsessed with it."

Almond Butterfly – “A new gluten free bakery that has the most delicious bites and amazing espresso.  My favs are the banana bread (how is it so moist?!), the chocolate chip cookies, and the date squares. Cupcakes are plentiful, flavors change often, and it’s a solid spot to pop in for some yummy treats in a jewel box space.”

Cocktail Bar - “I’ve loved this teeny tiny space for a few years. They don’t serve any drinks with vodka, which I both love and hate all at the same time, but the fact of the matter is they don’t need it. The drinks are solid, and the mixologists are as friendly as they come. Ask for Travis."

Rasa - "This place just opened, and I am head over heels for the space. It feels like New York City to me, with a warm feeling that hugs you when you walk in the door, inviting you to stay. Great vibe, adventurous menu, and a top-notch cocktail and wine list. Highly recommended for a nightcap."

STAY

The Shangri La - "Oh, how I adore this hotel. The staff is top notch and the amenities are sublime – from the gym with infrared sauna to the awesome spa with private hammam. This will also be a hot spot for star sighting as it is next door to Soho House, the place to be for parties during TIFF."

SHOP

Cabaret Vintage - "Head here for perfect vintage finds and a staff that makes you feel as precious as a Georgia peach. I go in weekly for inspiration and little additions to my closet."

6 by Gee Beauty - "This is my favorite store for a curated selection of clothes, gifts, jewelry and fragrance. Think Assouline coffee table books, Aviator Nation frocks, and Le Labo, all within the shop that is likely smaller than your bedroom. I love that you don’t have to pilfer through racks, and I always find something I love either for myself or my girlfriends."

The Room at Hudson’s Bay - "This shop features a bespoke mix of the best niche designers. Think Wes Gordon, Giambattista Valli, and Prabal Gurung. It’s cutting-edge and classic all at the same time."

Holt Renfrew - "The ultimate luxury Canadian department store. Go for the shoe department and ready-to-wear collections, and take a mini hiatus to have a glass of bubbles and salad at the store’s lovely restaurant. You can find incredible Canadian designers within these walls; get a gift for everyone back home."

FROLIC

Kensington Market - "A local mecca for all things food and fun is several blocks of fishmongers, meat purveyors, mom-and-pop veggie stands, juice bars, and fantastic hole-in-the-wall restaurants. Throughout the summer the market has pedestrian Sundays where no cars can pass through it, and it feels like one big block party: bands performing, the smells of every exotic cuisine wafting in the air, and a relaxed vibe that makes you feel that Sunday kinda love. You can see my favorite gems within Kensington on the feature I did with Holts Muse."

Trinity Bellwoods Park - "I call this hipsters’ paradise. It’s a massive park with a huge dog run in the middle, which is ideal for my super active dog, Bogart. But beyond the normal park humdrum (tennis courts and softball field), you’ll see people set up stands for the likes of free hugs, yoga in the park, dance classes, and performance art. It’s really the mecca for meeting up with friends, throwing a frisbee until day turns to night, and listening to the ambient beat of bongo drums from another end of the park."

- Meghan Markle, September 2014

The Harbord Room and Bestellen are now permanently closed. 

[ravennaortiz]

Hello Loves!

Below you will find a list of all the fun projects that I have in store for the next year! This is a mix of series, oneshots and random tidbits. I have done my best to include a summary or brief snippet if able. As always feel free to reach out to chat!

Updated 10/21/24

Slated for November

Hate Me,Love Me: Tigs Story-Tig would love to have a wife and start a new family so he is over the moon when Clay tells him he has someone for him. When he realizes it's one of his other brothers girlfriends though he questions how far his loyalty to his President goes.

When the Wolf Hunts- One night when Lupe is out hunting she finds more than her prey. She must choose between finally getting vengeance or saving someone else. *A Two Worlds Story*

Slated for December

One Year-Coco x Reader. After a series of unfortunate events one night the reader gives Coco an ultimatum. He has one year to change or she walks. When he arrives at her doorstep after one year more has changed than just the man he is. Snippet Here

Full Moon- Day 17 October Bingo Full Fic: Werewolf Juice AU- Juice fullfills your wish to be turned finally. Smutty.

Monsters and Mayans! Oh My! Day 12 October Bingo Full Fic-Bishop Losa- He has had it with the pranks especially after the Elf in Templo debacle last year.

All For You- Dark Bottles- Bottles is in love with you and he has been working hard to prove that point.

Ice Cold Deception- AU Vampire Kozik. You come from a long line of vampire hunters. Your parents are killed while on a vacation and you vow to kill the beast who slaughtered them. Except you fall for him instead until you realize his true nature.

Your Eyes Are Mine-Dark Juice Ortiz- Juice loves your pretty eyes but hes lost his patience for their wandering. Smutty

We All- Creeper x Reader- An angsty/fluffy story. Your father asks Creeper for a few things that put him in a potentially bad space with you.

Slated for January

Kiss of Death- Vampire AU Juice x Vamp Reader

Burn Her! Time Travel AU Juice x Reader

Slated For February

Bingo!

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Cameras In the Attic-Dark Juice Ortiz: Snippet Here

Keep My Secret-Juice Ortiz x Widowmaker OC Snippet Here

Letters- Juice x Trinity OC X Ratboy- Snippet 1 Snippet 2

The Missing Pages-Angel Reyes x ReaderSnippet Here

Crying Under Water-Limited Choose You Own Adventure Snippet Here

Let them Be- Rewrite/flesh out

Hate Me, Love Me: Cocos Story

Hate Me, Love Me: Chibs Story

The Elevator Chronicles: Choose Your Own Adventure/Full fic

We Are the Godfathers

What Haunts the Girl- Snippet 1 Snippet 2

Daughter of Vengeance

The Botanist-Guero x Reader-Snippet Here

Hate Me Love Me: Juice Mini Series

Unnamed-Creeper Raising Girls follow: Snippet Here

Womb Escape Day Ritual- Day5 MBD follow up

Untitled-Day 14 MDB follow up-

Untitled- Day 20 MDB follow up

Untitled- Day 16 MDB Follow up

Untitled- Day 31 MDB follow up

Halfsacks Story from Halloween 2023- Vampire fic-Snippet Here

Day 8 of October Bingo Full Fic

Day 3 of October Bingo Full Fic

[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

[he-who-walks-among-the-trees]

A BIT OF HIGHLAND MAGIC

Today's offering comes from "Highland Monthly Magazine" who alongside other wonderful articles published a series on Gaelic Incantations from 1891-92 and collected them together in the book "Highland Monthly Volume III" published in 1892.

Anyway, here's a little taste of what was shared;

"GAELIC INCANTATIONS

JACOB GRIMM has, in his Teutonic Mythology remarked that, healing charms must be handed down by men to women, or by women to men; and this also is a Highland view. " A peculiarity about them [the charms]," says Mr W. Mackenzie in Vol. VI II. of the Gaelic Society's Transactions, "was that persons of the same sex should not learn them from one another; and in order to be efficacious a man must learn the eolas from a woman, and a woman from a man." The charms which follow have not, we fear, been all collected "duly" on this point, and their efficacy in actual working may therefore be doubtful. Any way, many hold that the blazoning of them abroad spoils their efficacy, and to print them is sacrilege. It was believed that though one heard and learned the charm in spite of the charmer, still the latter could curse the charm in such a way that it would be of no use to the other. Nor can everybody cure with these rhymes and charms. There is therefore a wide margin of doubt as to the cause of the failure of a charm, for they do fail at times; that is recognised.

I. SPELLS AND PREVENTIVE CHARMS.

We shall begin first with the spells or bespelling charms, known in Gaelic as geasa or siana (signum, blessing). Thereafter we shall consider the healing charms for man and beast. The geas or spell is generally wicked; it is the work of an adverse power, and, as a consequence, we cannot get any specimens of this form of incantation with ease. For instance, a spell could be laid on a man going out to shoot, unknown to him, and he would be unsuccessful that day. Such a spell is a rosad, and, though the "rosad" still exists among us, we have failed in persuading anybody to reveal it. Of course, the folktales contain bespelling formulae, for in them the hero or heroine do many wonders by means of spoken words. The favourite form for the folktale spell is this

"Tha mise 'cur ort mar gheasaibh 's mar chroisibh, 's mar naoidh buaraichean mnatha sithe, siubhla, seacharain, laochan beag as meataiche 's a's mi-threòiriche na thu fein a thoirt a chinn, 's nan cluas, 's nan comada beatha diot, mur faigh thu mach" &c.

"I lay on you as spells and crosses, and as nine fetters of a fairy, travelling, wandering woman, that a little fellow more timid and more feeble than yourself deprive you of your head, your ears, and your powers of life, unless you discover'' or "do," &c.

The Fath Fithe spell, which, as already stated, poachers once made use of, and smugglers lately, and now even, find means of escape by, is as follows:-

"Fà fithe cuiream ort

Bho chù, bho chat

Bho bhò, bho each,

Bho dhuine, bho bhean,

Bho ghille, bho nighean,

'S bho leanabh beag,

Gus an tig mise rithisd,

An ainm an Athar, a' Mhic, 's an Spioraid Naoimh."

"A magic cloud I put on thee from dog, cat, cow, horse, man, woman, lad, lass, and little child, till I come again in the name of the"Trinity."

The first two words are the old Faeth Fiada, as now pronounced. This spell rendered the person invisible.

The preventive charm or sian is represented by a very famous formula intended to preserve a man from wounding or harm from the time when he left the presence of the charmer till he came back, and it was usually put on those going to battle. Men so protected, for instance, at Culloden, had only to take their plaids off their shoulders and shake out of them the bullets that hit them ! It was the Sian, par excellence, and is as follows:- The charmer and his protege go to a retired spot. Here the recipient of the charm goes on his knees; the charmer lays his hand on his head, and, with eyes shut, he utters the following rhyme, going round him sunwise twice. And he goes round him once anti-sunwise, saying a different rhyme. Both these rhymes, which after much trouble we have been fortunate enough to get, run thus Going sunwise, he says-

"Sian a chuir Moire air Mac ort,

Sian ro' marbhadh, sian ro' lot ort,

Sian eadar a' chioch 's a ghlun,

Sian eadar a' glhun 's a' bhroit ort,

Sian nan Tri ann an aon ort,

O mhullach do chinn gu bonn do chois ort :

Sian seachd paidir a h-aon ort,

Sian seachd paidir a dha ort,

Sian seachd paidir a tri ort,

Sian seachd paidir a ceithir ort,

Sian seachd paidir a coig ort,

Sian seachd paidir a sia ort,

Sian seachd paidir nan seachd paidir dol deiseil ri deagh uarach ort, ga do ghleidheadh bho bheud 's

bho mhi-thapadh."

Going anti-sunwise, he says —

"Clogaid na slainte mu d' cheann,

Cearcall a' chumhnaint mu d' amhaich,

Uchd-eididh an t-sagairt mu d' bhroilleach.

Ma's ruaig bho 'n taobh-chuil,

Brogan na h-Oigh ga d' ghiulan gu luath.

Sian nan Tri ann an aon ort

Bho mhullach do chinn gu bonn do shail,

Agus sian paidir nan seachd paidir

Dol tuaitheal is deiseil, deiseil is tuaitheal,

Gu d' ghleidheadh bho d'chul

Bho luaidh 's bho chlaidheamh,

Bho lot 's bho mharbhadh,

Gu uair is am do bhais."

The person on whom the charm is placed then rises and departs, but the charmist remains standing with eyes shut, and he does not open them till the other is out of sight.

The charmed one is safe from death or wounds till the charmist sees him again. The translation is as follows:-

"The charm that Mary placed on her son be on you,

Charm from slaying, charm from wounding,

Charm between pap and knee,

Charm between knee and breast on you,

Charm of the three in one on you,

From top of head to sole of foot.

Charm of seven paters once on you,

Charm of seven paters twice on you,

Charm of seven paters thrice on you,

Charm of seven paters four times on you,

Charm of seven paters five times on you,

Charm of seven paters six times on you,

Charm of the seven paters of the seven paters going sunwise in lucky hour on you, a-keeping you from harm and accident."

Anti-sun wise-

"The helmet of safety (salvation?) about your head,

The ring of the Covenant about your neck,

The priests' breast-plate about your breast ;

If it be retreat on the rear,

The shoes of the Virgin to take you swiftly away.

Charm of the Three in One on you

From crown of head to sole of foot,

And the charm of the pater of the seven paters

A-going anti-sunwise and sunwise, sunwise and anti-sunwise,

To protect you from behind

From lead and from sword,

From wound and from slaying,

Till the hour and time of your death."

The following is a charm to help in the correct interpretation of dreams. One goes to the charmer and tells his dream. The charmer repeats the following, and then the dream is unravelled:-

"Chunnaic mi aisling an raoir

'S mi 'nam shuidh air sliabh rath;

Dh' innis Peadar e do Phol

'S thuirt Pol gu'm bu mhath;

Ach breithneachdainn Chriosd ro' Phol

Gu thusa chumail ceart."

Translated -

"I saw a vision last night

And me sitting on a mount of grace;

Peter told it to Paul

And Paul said it was well ;

But the judgment of Christ before Paul's

To keep you right."

The following is a charm given by "Nether-Lochaber" as good against the demon of the dust-cloud. "As it swirls along," he says, "as it approaches, you are instantly to close your eyes and mouth as tightly as possible, at the same time turning your back upon it until it has swept by, mentally repeating - for you are not to open your mouth, nor as much as breathe, as long as you can help it - this rhyme;-

"Gach cuman is mias is meadar,

Gu Pòl, gu Peadair 's gu Brìde;

Dion, is seun, is gleidh mi o olc 's o chunnart,

Air a bheallach, 's air a mhullach,

'S air an tullaich ud thall;

Pòl is Peadair is Brìde caomh!"

which he translates —

"Be the care of milk pail, and bowl, and cog

Given to Peter and Paul and Saint Bride;

Wherever I wander protect me, ye Saints!

Let not evil nor harm me betide;

Hear me, Peter and Paul, and gentle Saint Bride!"

We now come to the spell for prevention of the results arising from the "Evil Eye' The following is a preventive charm to keep the evil eye off one's cows. It is called "Eolas an Torranain," and was got by Mr Carmichael, when he was in Uist. The torranan, he explains, was described to him as a flowering plant, growing in rocky hill-places, the bloom of which is large and pap-like. The tide is said to affect it, for while the tide flows, it is filled with the "dew of bliss" and dries up again with the ebb. It has to be culled during the flow of the tide, placed under one of the milk pails, and in placing it this charm is repeated three times, making at each time a circle sunwise, with the plant over the vessel:-

"Buaineams' thu, thorranain,

Le 'd uile bhaeannachd 's le 'd uile bhuaidh;

Thainig na naoi sonais

Leis na naoi earranan

Le buaidh an torranain,

Lamh Bhride leam!

Tha mi nis 'gad bhuain.

Buaineams' thu, thorranain,

Le 'd thoradh mara 's tir,

Ri lionadh gun traoghadh

Le'd lamhsa, Bhride mhin,

Colum naomh 'gam sheoladh,

Odhran caomh 'gam dhion,

Is Micheil nan steud uaibhreach

'Cur buaidh anns an ni.

Tha mo lus lurach a nis air a bhuain."

which he translates —

"Let me pluck, thee, Torannan!

With all thy blessedness and all thy virtue,

The nine blessings came with the nine parts.

By the virtue of the Torranan;

The hand of St Bride with me,

I am now to pluck thee. .

Let me pluck thee, Torranan!

With thine increase as to sea and land;

With the flowing tide that shall know no ebbing,

By the assistance of chaste St Bride,

The holy St Columba directing me,

And St Michael of high-crested steeds,

Imparung virtue to the matter the while,

Darling plant of all virtue,

I am now plucking thee!"

II. FOR THE EVIL EVE.

When the "evil eye" has "lain" on any one, there are various means of cure. The most usual is the cure by water off silver; and this cure was effected with or without a rhyme charm. The modus operandi with the incantation was as follows:- Coins of gold, silver, and copper are put in a basin full of water. The charmer repeats the eolas or incantation, and in doing so blows on the water with his breath. The water is then sprinkled on the sufferer. The charm is as follows:-

" 'S e 'n t-suil a chi,

'S e 'n cridhe a smuainicheas,

'S e 'n teanga labhras.

'S mise 'n triuir gu tilleadh so orsta, A.B.,

An ainm an Athar; a' Mhic, 's an Spioraid Naoimh."

Translated-

" 'Tis the eye that sees,

the heart that thinks,

and the tongue that speaks.

I am the three to turn this off you, A.B.,

in the name of the Father, etc"

The charm, apart from the "silver" water, is known as "Eolas a' Chronachaidh," or "Charm for the Reproof," or it may be called " Casg Beum-suil,"Stopping Injury by Eye." John Mackenzie, in his Beauties of Gaelic Poetry p. 268, gives the following Gaelic charm for it, saying that during its repetition "the singular operation of filling a bottle with water was carried on, and the incantation was so sung as to chime with the gurgling of the liquid as it was poured into the vessel."

"Deanamsa dhutsa eolas air suil,

A uchd 'Ille Phadruig naoimh,

Air at amhaich is stad earrbuill

Air naoi conair 's air naoi connachair,

'S air naoi bean seang sith,

Air siul seana-ghille, 's air sealladh seana-mhna;

Mas a suil fir i, i lasadh mar bhigh,

Mas a suil mhnath' i, i bhi dh' easbhuidh a cich,

Falcadair fuar agus fuarachd da 'fuil,

Air a ni, 's air a daoine,

Air a crodh 's air a caoraich fein."

"Let me perform for you a charm for the evil-eye

From the breast of holy Gil-Patrick

Against swelling of neck and stoppage of bowels,

Against nine "Conair" and nine "Connachair,"

And nine slender fairies,

Against an old bachelor's eye, and an old wife's eye.

If a man's eye may it flame like gum (resin),

If a woman s eye may she want her breast,

A cold plunge and coldness to her blood,

And to her gear, to her men,

To her cattle and sheep."

Here is another rhyme given as an Eolas a' Chronachaidh;-

"Paidir a h' aon,

Paidir a dha,

Patdir a tri,

Paidir a ceithir,

Paidir a coig,

Paidir a sea,

Paidir a seachd,

'S neart nan seachd paidirean a' sgaoileadh do ghalair air na clachan glas ud thall."

Which means-

"Paters I, 2. 3, 4, 5, 6, 7,

And may the strength of the seven paters

Cast out your disease amidst the gray-stones over by."

In the Maclagan MSS. the following charms are given for the "evil eye":-

"Eolus Bheim shul,

le Nic Aoidh

Paidir Mhuire h-aon, &c. Aon suil a thug an aire dhuit, A.B. (person named who is unwell), mar thionntadhas a ghaoth air a chnoc, gu tionntadh an olc orra fein. Mar thionntadhas, &c., ri radh tri uaire h-airis."

"[Charm for evil eyes,

by Miss (?) Mackay.

Pater of Mary one, &c, Whatever eye took notice of you, A.B., as the wind turns on the hillock, may the evil turn on themselves. As the wind, &c., (to be repeated three times).]

"Eolus a Bheim shuil,

le Ann Chaimbeill

Saltruighidh mis air an t-suil mar shaltruigheas Eala ar Tigh nocht. Ta neart gaoithe agam air, ta neart grelne agam air, ta neart mhic Ri neamh agus talmhainn agam air. Trian air na clacha glasa- 's trian air a mhuir mhoir as i fein acfuim as fhearr ga ghiulan. Ann ainm, &c,"

[fcundwings]

main verses + canon divergencies 

ALL muses are associated with @hisrepentance regardless of the verse. if they refer to erica, that’s who they’re talking about.

ALTHEA: her main chibs is @/modernmythe. she does not fuck chibs in front of quinn. ANGEL: his relationship with adelita was a one night stand that resulted in a kid. that’s it. they are not dating, he is not in love with her.  ANNIKA: her sponsor is @/anarchiy’s patience, her prospect is @/anarchiy’s santanna. mostly associated with @/anarchiy. ANTONIA: n/a AUGUST: he’s on life support/in icu for a couple weeks after jax shoots him but ultimately survives & returns to pope industries. BISHOP: his old lady is @/anarchiy’s viki. BOBBY: august doesn’t kill him, he’s just severely injured and in the hospital for a week. he’s the club secretary throughout, minus his brief stint as v.p. & the few weeks he spent finding new members. CANDY: her high school sweetheart was @/modernmythe’s david, who she is still in love with. her roommate is @/modernmythe’s katherine. alt verse available where she’s forced into retirement after being shot. CHARLIE: jax shoots him, but it’s not fatal.  CHIBS: his wife and EXCLUSIVE fiona is @/heartstirred. his main kerrianne & EXCLUSIVE padraic are also @/heartstirred. lbr he’s mostly associated with @/heartstirred. he does not fuck althea in front of quinn. he’s more understanding about juice ratting & doesn’t completely turn his back on him. used to be friends with jimmy.  CHUCKIE: n/a CLAY: he is single ship with @/murkyhazed’s gemma. his daughter is @/hisrepentance. COCO: his ex-girlfriend/leticia’s mother is @/anarchiy’s savannah. after the bomb at the end of s2, his ptsd has severely flared up. more info on his other kids until canon reveals more can be found here. COREY: mostly associated with @/anarchiy. CREEPER: n/a DONNA: she survives, there’s no murder attempt. her main opie is @/outlawmercied. alt verses available where her & ope divorced while he was in chino & where they broke up in high school. ELI: juice shoots him & he nearly dies; he recovers but althea had to take over his position while he was gone so he’s demoted.  EZ: his love interest is @/elastixhearts’s gabriela. GALEN: he’s in ireland when jax kills clay, takes over as the leader of the irish kings. his daughter is @/kctharos. HALLORANN: n/a HAPPY: his old lady is @/jundlcndwastes. they have a son named jackson robert and a daughter named mia grace. he’s a lot more upset about angel & ez torturing him. JIMENEZ: angel doesn’t shoot him; he steps away from the case & lets potter do his thing. JIMMY: him & chibs used to be friends before they started working for the true ira. his main chibs is @/modernmythe. mostly associated with @/heartstirred. he doesn’t rat & doesn’t flee to america so stahl never catches him & chibs never kills him. alt verse available where he’s on the run from atf, samcro, and the ira. KERRIANNE: her main chibs is @/modernmythe, her EXCLUSIVE fiona and padraic are @/heartstirred. her main trinity is @/heartstirred. she becomes a soldier for the true ira. mostly associated with @/heartstirred. KOZIK: he sets off the landmine & ends up badly burned on his back/arm/shoulder/etc. spends a couple weeks in the burn unit/icu & erica moves in with him when he’s released to take care of him. when he’s healed, he moves back to tacoma & takes back his sergeant patch. his main kendra is @/modernmythe. his brother is @/modernmythe’s nathan. LETTY: her best friend is @/elastixhearts’s gabriela. her mother is @/anarchiy’s savannah. celia did beat her, she didn’t fake it. LOWELL: once he’s sober, he returns to work at teller-morrow and regains full custody of moby.  LYLA: her EXCLUSIVE opie is @/outlawmercied. they have a daughter named ivy donna. in verses where ope dies, she relapses into her cocaine and alcohol use. in verses where ope survives, they live happily next door to jax & tara. her main ima is @/anarchiy. her main colette is @/murkyhazed. her main luann is @/modernmythe. MARCUS: his EXCLUSIVE diana is @/anarchiy. his main esai is @/anarchiy. MARISOL: she is single ship & EXCLUSIVE with @/beatrayer’s felipe. i mean i’m prob mostly doing prequel things with her but if she were to live, then ez gets to the shop in time to save her but she’s badly injured MAUREEN: she is single ship & EXCLUSIVE with @/heartstirred’s keith & is mostly associated with their muses. her main jt is @/modernmythe. she’s always completely open with samcro about where abel is. MIGUEL: his wife & main emily is @/gclddustheart. he NEVER lays a hand on emily. NERO: his main gemma is @/gatekeepcr. in any post-s7 verse, they’re either broken up bc she’s in hiding or bc she’s dead. his ex-wife/baby mama is @/anarchiy’s rana. after living on the farm for a couple months, he eventually goes back to the gang life, once again taking over the byzlats and taking back partial ownership of diosa, which he now shares with chibs, marcus, & lyla. NESTOR: n/a  POTTER: mostly follows mayan canon, but i will also write him in soa if requested.  RATBOY: his EXCLUSIVE brooke is @/murkyhazed. he never cheated on her.  RIZ: taza never kills him. it’s a slow recovery with a lot of rehab, but in the end he’s back to 100% and returns to the club. ROSARIO: her sponsor & gf is @/pinkshavoc. mostly associated with @/anarchiy. SAMARA: her father figure is @/modernmythe’s bobby. mostly associated with @/anarchiy. SIMONE: her EXCLUSIVE esai is @/anarchiy. TAZA: his ex-wife is @/anarchiy’s elena. he sponsored both riz & creeper. TESSA: she is single ship & EXCLUSIVE with @/modernmythe’s abel. they have a son named mateo esai. her main esai is @/anarchiy, her mother is @/anarchiy’s diana, her father is @/sxperflxity’s marcus. her main jax is @/modernmythe. her main clay is @/modernmythe.  TIG: his old lady is @/anarchiy’s venus. his main gemma & former love interest is @/gatekeepcr. his ex-girlfriend is @/anarchiy’s chelsea. his main dawn is @/gclddustheart. his EXCLUSIVE fawn is @/elastixhearts. his EXCLUSIVE colleen is @/tragaedy. his main opie is @/outlawmercied. erica is his adopted daughter. WENDY: she never helps tara fake a pregnancy & miscarriage. she doesn’t relapse. her & nero stay at the farm with the kids for a few weeks before wendy takes abel & thomas & moves to lodi. in a circumstance where tara lives, she’s still fighting to be part of abel’s life.

[reapermet]

@charmingkat / @samcrocrew for a lockdown ft. the unholy trinity

 Lockdown--not an ideal thing, but once everyone was safe inside, Opie made sure the doors were secure. Gun slung on his back, he checked every surface, finishing the barricade up with a few of the other guys. It had ruined his wedding plans--because he damn well knew it would be more than a day or two, and tomorrow was the day he was supposed to get married for the second time.  

Helping some of the family get settled in the dorms, into sleeping bags otherwise, Thomas moved around the clubhouse before he did a headcount. This was already weighing heavy on him, but he tried not to let it show. No one needed to know he was struggling with the crowd, with the stress. 

“Everyone’s in. We’ve got some of SAMTAC and a couple of our guys on the roof,” Opie spoke, his voice carrying above the din of the room. Moving to his fiancee, Opie settled down to sit on the edge of a table. He didn’t make his way into the Chapel, however, where he knew Tig and Clay were--let them handle it. Clay had made his speech already, explaining the lockdown, but honestly, Ope’s mind was elsewhere, right where it shouldn’t be then.