I flew my broomstick into a brick wall.

I'm Gemma Teller-Morrow.I tend to throw punches before I ask questions and my right hook is damn good. show me your dick and I'll show you mine, baby.tracked tag is bitchwithaglock [Independent SOA rp blog/ mun & muse are 18+ / multi-verse & multi-fandom friendly ]

[bitchwithaglock]

                                     Your whole body is  Ｃ Ｏ Ｒ Ｒ Ｕ Ｐ Ｔ

                      and no amount of   s c r u b b i n g    can      wash       you          clean.

[highrelease]

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[bitchwithaglock]

Cold hard bitch Just a kiss on the lips And I was on my knees I’m waiting give me

[irreparablyxdamaged-archive-dea]

"Don't push me away, you need me."

Send “Don’t push me away, you need me.” for my character’s response.

"I don’t need anyone." Liar. He choked the words out, wrapping his arms around his waist almost defensively. “And even if I did, I don’t deserve anyone.”

[bitchwithaglock]

Her brows knitted together slowly in repsonse to his words. "You're wrong." Stepping closer, she cupped his cheeks in her hands and forced his eyes to meet hers. There was no getting away from this conversation. "You have people that love you, don't shut them out."

[bitchwithaglock]

✉ ✍ ☎ ☏ ∞ ☠ ◊

✉: For a regular text message from my muse.

[ text: Juicey Boy ] How much are those visits to Clear Passages?

✍: For what my muse has written about yours in their diary.

Sometimes I worry about him. He wasn’t born with thick skin like the rest of the men who wear those cuts and ride with the reaper. He hides when he’s hurt and it scares me that he doesn’t trust those people who love him the most. How do I let him know that I’m always going to be here for him? I love him the way I love all of these men, the way a mother loves her children. He’s one of my boys’ and I’d do anything for him to see that.

☏: How about a voice message from my muse?

"Hey baby. I was just calling to make sure you were alright. Nero told me that he’s been seeing you at Diosa a lot. If you ever need anything, you know where I am. I love you."

∞: A random headcanon about my muse and yours.

The first time Gemma had ever met Juice, she made comments about the tattoos on his head constantly. Her thoughts were that his mother probably hated the fact that he had tattooed his skull and made the decision to shave it to the point of ensuring it was always noticeable. Today, she isn’t bothered by them. She knew how painful it probably was to get it done and its an afterthought now. 

☠: Your muse has died, this is how mine reacts.

Gemma stepped out of her office, her hip pressing into the frame of the door as she watched the black van pulling up fast alongside the roar of bikes. The speed of the van worried her and she began walking towards it knowing that something had obviously gone wrong on this run. Then the prospect got out of the front seat with blood covering his white shirt.

"Shit." She mumbled as her pace picked up.

When the back doors open, she saw Tig sitting in the back with his face buried in his hands. Frantically, she looked around to make sure that Jax was one okay and he was removing his helmet. Then she saw who was lying on the floor of the van. It was Juice. She felt her knees giving in and it forced her hand to grip onto the door of the van. “No.” Swallowing hard, she looked at all of the men and none of them would look her in the eye. Her hands moved to his cut where she let her palm press against the leather, fingers spreading out slowly. “How did you let this happen?” Her hands moved to his face, cupping his cheeks as her forehead pressed against his. Deep sobs began falling from her lips as she leaned against the van to keep her legs from forcing herself onto the ground.

✧: Our muses went to eat out- where?

Somewhere with alcohol.

[mrneropadilla]

A rose by any other name || Gemma/Nero

[mrneropadilla]

Just when he thought she’d possibly snuck out the back door and fled for her life, Gemma came walking down the hallway, freshly showered and pretty damn gorgeous. She was still in her clothes from the night before, and he kicked himself for not offering her something to wear home. If she was going to stay for eggs, he could’ve not been an asshole and given her a shirt or something. Realizing that it was too late, he just looked up at her and sipped his coffee until she had made her way to the table and sank in to a chair across from him. Getting up, he grabbed her warmed plate and sat it in front of her, handing her a cup of coffee. “I’m not sure how you like that, so it’s just black. But we got milk and sugar if that’s what you need.” 

Then came the question that he knew she was going to ask. He could see the curiosity in her eyes, and judging by how business was starting to pick up, he knew she was thinking up all kinds of things in her mind. The real answer was probably worse, but honesty was the best policy, right? Sitting back in his chair, he took a big drink of his coffee before smiling a little. “This? It’s an escort service. I’m a companionator. I’m all about making the connection, the love.” He shrugged a little.

[bitchwithaglock]

What a gentleman. 

It took hearing her full name for most men to treat her with the utmost respect they had within themselves to give but this man knew nothing more than the birthmark she had on her ass and he was treating her like a Goddess. She could definitely see herself getting used to this. But she'd keep her excitement down to a low roar for right now. 

Reaching out, she pulled the plate closer to her and took in the sight of a delicious meal prepared just for her. Wow. Her fingertips curled around the curve of the cup, moving it to her lips. "I take it black." Hopefully he would write that down somewhere because she wasn't going to be telling it to him twice. JT never remembered anything she told him. He was always caught up in his own world that really didn't involve her at all. Then there was Clay. He knew her like the back of his hand but they were over as far as she was concerned. The man she loved had put his hands on her and she couldn't forgive him for doing that. Not now and not ever.

With a fork in her hand, she began stabbing eggs with its end to gather a decent amount of them. The question was obviously one he was fighting with the truth over because she was honestly expecting him to lie. Then he came out with it and all she could do was nod while she chewed the eggs in her mouth. it was obvious that this business was something else, something she obviously couldn't have put her finger on the night before. "Companionator?" She scoffed and set her fork down. "These guys don't love, they think with their dicks and their wallets." She was just someone who didn't believe love or lust should be bought. It really isn't that hard to find an actual human being who enjoyed someone's company without it being paid for. "You're a pimp." The statement was blatant as she brought the cup to her lips. 

[bitchwithaglock]

Send me a Symbol

✉: For a regular text message from my muse.

♣: Here, have a not so regular (maybe even a dirty one) text message.

✍: For what my muse has written about yours in their diary.

✎: For an unsent letter from my muse (May be AU if you want, just let me know what kind of AU you want).

☎: For a drunk phone call.

☏: How about a voice message from my muse?

♥: The favorites of my muse- can be anything from music to sex positions, you're allowed to specify what you want.

∞: A random headcanon about my muse and yours.

☯: Here, have a hug from my muse.

☮: An argument I think my muse would have with yours.

♪: I've put all of my songs on shuffle- now I have to write a drabble involving our muses with the next song that comes on.

♬: Would you care to dance? My muse has to dance with yours.

♛: My muse is royalty for a day and you are their loyal subject- wait, what? What would my muse's reaction be to this idea?

♚: You are my master- hold on. What if my muse was the loyal subject, how would this go?

✖: Your muse is drowning in the bathtub when mine walks into the bathroom.

☠: Your muse has died, this is how mine reacts.

❂: My muse is clumsy and crashes into yours.

✈: Our muses are on a plane together, by accident or choice. This is what happens.

☢: It's too hot outside, how does my muse suggest our muses cool down?

ϟ: There's a storm going on and our muses are stuck together in a house- how will this go?

☂: It's pouring down and your muse forgot their umbrella, will my muse offer up theirs?

✧: Our muses went to eat out- where?

★: The stars are shining beautifully and my muse wants you to see them.

☾: It's in the middle of the night and my muse had a nightmare about yours- what does my muse do?

☼: The sun is shining bright and your muse got the bright idea of going out, does my muse agree with this?

☄: My muse is lost, luckily there is cellphone reception- does my muse dare to call yours for help?

♤: Our muses are playing a game, which kind and who is winning?

☻: Your muse got sunburnt, my muse didn't- how'd it happen and how'll mine help?

♒: Our muses are at the beach together, by accident or not, and yours was a bit too close to the waves- will my muse laugh or perhaps be helpful?

♦: Your muse asked mine to marry them, what's my muse's reaction?

◊: Your muse comes to mine, crying, how does my muse react?

✘: Scars aren't very pretty- my muse has to show you theirs.

✦: My muse was attacked but yours saved them- how'll my muse ever thank them?

[rp-ask-box-memes-blog-blog-blog]

In honor of Sexual Sunday ask my muse Sex based questions.

[bitchwithaglock]

"Can you hide me?"

Have you always wanted our muses to meet, but didn’t know how they would first interact? Send me one of the following ice breakers so we can embark on our roleplaying adventure!

"What did you do now?"

[tiggerdontchangestripes]

"Nothing. Just, maybe, there’s this crow eater who won’t leave my place so I gotta hang out here ‘til she shadows."

[bitchwithaglock]

"Don't you think pussy has already gotten you in enough trouble, baby?"

[bitchwithaglock]

"Sorry, I’m not from around here, do you know where the nearest pharmacy is?" (( hiii))

"I’m not fucking Siri."

[princessvanguard-deactivated201]

Ash gave a stonewall look back, the woman’s threatening look had no effect on her, “Just asking. I’m on shore leave, been a long week.” She unconsciously played with her dog tags. 

[bitchwithaglock]

Pressing her lips together, she stepped forward and took a second glance at the dog tags that were hanging around her neck. "My apologies."

[bitrates]

the person i reblogged this from has a blog worth following.

[bitchwithaglock]

"Sorry, I’m not from around here, do you know where the nearest pharmacy is?" (( hiii))

"I’m not fucking Siri."

[princessvanguard-deactivated201]

"Uhh… Sorry. Can you at least tell me where the grocery store is?" Ash furrowed her brow.

[bitchwithaglock]

Placing her hands on her hips, she turned and gave the woman a look that could kill. "On main street. With everything else." An eyebrow rose slowly, "It's a small town."

[devil-brothers-in-arms-blog]

Send a ❤ if you love the muse(s), a ☼ if you love the mun, or a ✿ if you love both

[mrneropadilla]

A rose by any other name || Gemma/Nero

[mrneropadilla]

Once the gun was put away, he felt like he could breathe again. He’d spent most of his youth at this end of a gun, and he’d put several people in this position before. Guns were a part of his life that he’d accepted at a young age, but when you get a woman with a foggy memory of the night before on the deciding end, you never knew what was going to happen. And this woman was something else. She put off this vibe of taking no shit and getting her way, and Nero liked that about her. 

He let out a little chuckle when she said she liked her coffee black before sauntering in to the bathroom. He got the hint. He knew that he was supposed to go downstairs and make her coffee. Sighing, he pulled the sheets off of the bed and put them in a pile on the mattress to be washed later, and went downstairs to make sure the coffee was still hot and the food was still there. Making her a plate, he put it in the microwave before cleaning up and sitting at the table to wait for her to come down stairs. Carla passed by, heading down the hall to work, and Nero waved, sipping at the coffee he’d left sitting on the table. 

[bitchwithaglock]

Her hair was wet and stringy, her makeup was at a minimalist point and her clothing wreaked the sins she'd committed the night before. This would pass for coffee and eggs before she retreated back to something ( or someone ) familiar. 

With her purse gripping onto her shoulder for dear life, she walked down these long hallways like she knew exactly what she was doing. The walls were a shade she had never seen before. Every room had a number on it. Had he taken her to some shifty motel in the middle of nowhere? Was she even in Charming anymore? Cautiously, she stepped into what seemed to be a workplace. The two woman she had seen sprawled out naked on the couch in the room she had woken up in were both sitting behind a computer taking phone calls and typing. There were men being walked past her and into rooms by women who were wearing less clothing than a newborn. 

Her eyebrow kinked up when she took notice of Nero sitting at a table with a flower in a vase and breakfast on the table. A smirk formed on her lips as she took her steps toward him. She dropped her purse on the floor near the empty seat across from him until her ass took claim over the chair, legs crossing over one another beneath the table. "What is this place?" She questioned while bringing her coffee up to her lips. 

[gammaslamma]

Send my muse one of the following

[bitchwithaglock]

"Who did this to you?" "I’m ashamed of you." "I hate you." "You disgust me." "I love you." "Don’t go, please!" "Just leave already." "I don’t care about you." "I don’t think I’ve ever seen so many dogs at once…" "I don’t love you." "I lied." "You’re pathetic."  "You need to sleep sometime."  "Come on, just hit me!"  "Leave me alone!" "Don’t touch me." "I wish I’d never met you." "You’re adorable." "Do you have a cuddle buddy yet?" "Mind if I sleep here tonight?" "You’re beautiful."

[bitchwithaglock]

"Sorry, I’m not from around here, do you know where the nearest pharmacy is?" (( hiii))

"I'm not fucking Siri."

[bitchwithaglock]

"Can you hide me?"

Have you always wanted our muses to meet, but didn’t know how they would first interact? Send me one of the following ice breakers so we can embark on our roleplaying adventure!

"What did you do now?"

[huntingdegreesanddemonsx-deacti]

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[bitchwithaglock]

Omg I haven't been on here in what feels like a week. So I know what you mean!