Crossbowrevolution (Hiatus)

Sammi/Sam (Charlie in Revolution interactions): Multiship, Multiverse Indie OC. (mun and muse 19+)

[monroe-militia]

[crossbowrevolution-blog]

He wasn’t sure how he’d gotten where he talked to her, when he didn’t talk to anyone else in his life. Most people got the ‘I’m fine’ line of bullshit that he sold everyone else. But, no one really expected him to be fine, or Clay did. Clay had made it clear. Jax needed to show people that Abel was either dead and he’d do whatever it took to avenge him or he needed to show them that Abel was alive and he’d kill anyone he had to get him back. Jax would do anything to get his son back and he knew that Sammi deserved revenge for what happened to Sack too. Basically, all of this shit was just fucked up. That was the only way to really explain it.

He shrugged. “Yeah, I guess.  I sure as hell feel like it’s my fault. I should have taken care of Cameron before. Had we not patched up that goddamn Irishman then he wouldn’t have taken my kid.” Had Zobelle not raped his mother, they wouldn’t have been after him and Abel wouldn’t have been off with Gemma and Tara. “If I feel too much, it will suck. I do better not feeling anything.”  He shrugged. “I dunno. It just feels like it. I don’t even connect to anyone, anymore, not anyone I’m supposed to, anyway.”

Sam wasn’t planning on saying anything to anyone about her brother. She wasn’t planning on conversing with them unless it was club business. Being personal wasn’t exactly her thing. However, it felt like he needed her to be. She needed this for herself, too. Being completely closed off wasn’t healthy. But then again, she was never concerned with her own health.

“If it wasn’t this, it’d be something else. I can’t tell you if that something else would be worse or not, but it would be there... Either way, you didn’t know this would happen,” She wasn’t entirely sure how to explain to him how she was feeling but she wanted him to know that something was there for her, “Yeah, I guess I’m the same way at times... But with this? You can’t expect yourself to be completely numb. It’s personal and not the kind of club business personal. He went after your family. Someone who had no part of this,” Her hands moved down from his neck, to his arms, to his hands as she squeezed them lightly, “But you connect to someone, right? I might be wrong, but as long as you’re connecting with someone and they’re not hurting you or anyone else, you should let it happen,” She shrugged as well, “That might just be what I think, though... Jax, you deserve to feel. You deserve to hate and love; you deserve to be angry, sad, happy, or excited. You deserve to be human.”

[crossbowrevolution-blog]

Jax was having a hard time holding all of it in sometimes. Shit was such a mess. He didn’t know how all this could have happened, how Sack could have gotten killed, Abel taken. It was all overwhelming and he was having a hard time and between his mom’s shit with having to be on the run and not connecting to Tara, he was just a mess.

Then she had pulled him into a hug and he hesitated at first, but then let her and he sighed. Comfort wasn’t his thing but he was trying.  “I’m not that great of a person. Halfsack should never have gotten killed. None of this shit should be happening.”  He then sighed. “I can’t do that. I have to be strong.”  He inhaled her scent and sighed. “Why does it all suck?”

Sammi was lucky to have Jax in her life. She didn’t know what she’d do without him. Things would’ve been much worse for her at least. She couldn’t imagine what it was like for him, though. Losing a child? There was a different kind of loss in that. No matter how close she and Kip were.

She shook her head at his words whilst her eyes filled with tears. This man had the ability to break down her walls and make her show emotions, “You’re trying and that’s more than a lot of people can say around here... Sack would’ve done anything for this club and he died a hero. It wasn’t your fault he was killed and it’s not your fault that Abel was taken,” She pulled away, her hands placed on the back of his neck, “Around me? Being strong is the last thing you need to do. You’re not some machine. You have the right to feel; especially in this situation,” She glanced to the floor then back to him, “I wish I could tell ya. That’s just life, I guess. But it doesn’t have to all be bad, right?”

[crossbowrevolution-blog]

@redwoodteller

Jax didn’t know how to talk about any of the shit that they were going through. They were going through so much, and then the shit just came out of his mouth.

“Yeah, I’m hurt right now.” He just wanted his son back. Everything was a mess. He and Tara were a mess. He was pretty sure that was over and no matter what he had told her, that wasn’t what he wanted.  “He was tough. What he lacked in balls, he sure made up for in bravery.” Sack had been definitely going to make patch. He’d deserved it, even without dying.  He sighed. “I’m trying. Sometimes being strong just really sucks.”

All Sammi could do was stare. Seeing the guy who was easily the strongest man she met cry in that way was strange to say the least. Who knew she would have to be the strong one?

She hesitated a moment before taking him and pulling him into a hug, “I’ve got you, Jax. Alright? I’ve got you,” This girl wasn’t the best when it came to comforting people, but she was trying, “You’re the best person I’ve ever known and that’s saying a lot coming from me... I’m the person who looks up to everyone. Or I used to, anyways,” She sighed, gripping him tighter, “I want you to pull yourself together, but I know that this whole situation is shit... So you can crumble for a minute. I’ll be the strong one and you don’t have to,” Moving away from him, she locked the door before returning and embracing him once more. The last thing Teller needed was someone barging in on him in this state.

[crossbowrevolution-blog]

// I know I owe @brckenmartyr @zosoperfect and @perfectxenemy and I will get to those soon! In the meantime, like for a starter? 

[pepsirps]

Please reblog this if you’re totally cool with writing with writers who don’t feel comfortable with writing smut.

[losslife-deactivated20170525]

kristyrps:

Not because they’re underage, but because they are of age and don’t really have a taste for smut or generally just are bored with it, or they mainly want to focus on other things pertaining a relationship between two characters.

[crossbowrevolution-blog]

@redwoodteller

​He nodded. He knew he had been lashing out. He’d been pushing everyone away from him who cared. It was easier to push people away, than to break down in tears that his kid was gone. “Yeah, I do that too, and it’s never me who gets hurt. It’s Halfsack, Abel, people I care about.”  He nodded. “Thanks. I just really need someone on my side, someone I can count on. You have as much in this, as I do. He didn’t just take my son. He killed your brother.” He was just so down about all this. He loved his son so much. “I’m going to find him, right? I’m going to find Abel?”

Carefully watching him, her lips pursed. Sam was already feeling terrible for Jax, but the look on his face made everything worse. He was a good guy. He didn’t deserve what he got.

“It looks to me like you’re hurt right now,” She put her hand on his shoulder, forcing herself into his line of sight, “I’ll always be on your side. I don’t double cross and even if I did, I wouldn’t with you,” Her jaw clenched as she nodded to what he was saying, “Yeah, Kip... You were his family and you’re mine, too,” His question absolutely broke Sam’s heart. She had no idea if they would find him or not, “We will, alright? I swear on my life that I’ll make it happen. You need to pull yourself together, though. Not only for the club, but for Abel. There’ll be plenty of time to do this once we get him back.”

[crossbowrevolution-blog]

Rules: Pick four colors you associate with your muse. Then use the gif search-function and search for the color. Post one gif for each color. Tag 10 other roleplayers to do this.

Tagged by: @noxredemption

Tagging: @redwoodteller @brckenmartyr @kingofthe100 @zosoperfect  @h-opewinston @butstillyouwake @consequentson @lcstlcnleybcy @obscuritex @xyourperfectdisasterx

[crossbowrevolution-blog]

@perfectxenemy

“Well I didn’t really socialize much in the past, I just did my job and went about my business. I didn’t become a social person until the mid seventies”

“Hey, Fido... I want to ask you something else... Can you make someone immortal? I’ve lost everyone I care about and maybe having more time will help me. Hell, it could help he both of us.”

[crossbowrevolution-blog]

@perfectxenemy

“You ain’t lying, I’ve been alive for nearly a century and I’ve changed over the years from a life loving person to a miserable wreck to a brooding asshole, so believe, I know”

“Yeah, you’ve got me beat there... How do you do it? Losing everyone that’s not immortal?”

[crossbowrevolution-blog]

@perfectxenemy

“Time changes people... And I’ve been here a while.”

[crossbowrevolution-blog]

redwoodteller

He nodded. “It’s cool. I’m sorry too. I’m just really fucking frustrated over all this.”  He knew that she’d lost her brother and Sack was a decent guy. He was weird as fuck but he would have been a great member of SAMCRO. He hated that he survived everything he did in Iraq to get killed saving his kid’s life.

“You can help. I just, I need you to, if I tell you to stay out of danger, do it. That’s what I’ve been dealing with, with Tara too. I had to push her away because she had to stay safe, so I’ve got all that shit. But, help wouldn’t be awful.” 

“You don’t need to apologize, Jax,” But in her opinion, he should let her do all that she could. If they didn’t get his kid back, then Kip would have died for nothing. Sam couldn’t let that be the case.

“I’m not someone who is ever in danger, I’m the one who creates it,” She explained in a semi-lighter tone than before. No matter how much she cared for the Teller boy and his family, she wanted to be nothing like Tara. She could take care of herself and even help the club with these types of situations, “Don’t worry about me staying safe. I know my limits... But I’ll follow your orders and only yours.”

[crossbowrevolution-blog]

Text:

Sammi: That is an absolutely terrible idea

Sammi: I hope you're ready for the consequences if caught... They're gonna be bad

Sammi: And as always, I'm in

[crossbowrevolution-blog]

@brckenmartyr

“It turns out not all grounders appreciate what we did,” Sam sighed, walking up to Clarke. After she had taken the flame and saved them, almost killing herself in the process, they still didn’t care. The two girls setting out to find the next Nightblood wasn’t working as well as hoped, this was a prime example. With a busted open eyebrow and blood running down her eye and cheek, Sam was pissed that she didn’t find a place safe for Clarke to stay, “We’ll have to keep going... I still think it’s a good idea to just turn around, though.”

[crossbowrevolution-blog]

Like this for a starter?

I wanna get back into the swing of things and have more interactions, so why not? If you wanna plot instead, feel free to DM me! They might be smaller, potentially only dialogue, but we’ll see once I start writing.

[crossbowrevolution-blog]

For @zosoperfect

The girl fiddled with her hands looking up to the other. She had been on her own for so long it was a little unnerving to see someone else, “Can I help you?” She questioned rather harshly. She was ready to fight if she had to. Not once would she let her guard down in this situation.

[crossbowrevolution-blog]

@redwoodteller

“Well the way I see it, it is my son. My mother is off on the run right now, doesn’t even know Abel’s gone yet. Pushing me on this and deciding that you know what I need would not be the best. Tara tried telling me she knew what I needed, so maybe you should approach it a little differently than telling me what I need. My son, I control how he is found. Understood?” He took a deep breath. He did not handle being told what to do by anyone, period.

“We probably could, but you don’t tell me what I need or you leave. No one decides how to find my son, but me. Not Clay, no one else in the club. He is my son.”

Sam sighed nodding carefully. He was right, she should have handled her words better. That wasn’t something which came easy, though, “You’re right... I’m sorry,” She just needed something after her brother. Something that made her feel important and needed. All her life, she had taken care of Kip and one day he was just gone.

“I understand. The last thing I wanted was to upset you, Jax. If you want me to stay, I’ll stay. But if you want me to help, if you want me to do anything besides sitting on my ass, then let me know... I guess I just wanted to do this so desperately because of Kip.”