After whatever the other life brings

Jackson 'Jax' Ramos. Werewolf. HGPD. Summerdale survivor. Pasta expert.

[jaxramos]

nik-greyson:

He’d done the cost-benefit analysis in seconds, in the amount of time it took the other man to blink three times. The guy was a cop, which meant nothing to Nik except for the fact that he clearly liked being a cop and had already informed Nik that he was arrest happy. And if Nik got arrested, he’d lose the moral highground he had with his siblings, or at least Dara, considering she’d use it against him. 

After all, if he could commit petty thievery and eat an apple without paying for it, then weren’t they right to look an imposter in the eye and believe a confession damning him to hell for a laundry list of sins he’d committed against them?

None of this made it’s way to the cop, however, who instead got Nik narrowing his gaze at him and handing him two dollars. “You must be really fun at parties.”

Jax shrugged simply. He had been hyper-vigilant since the attack at Spring Fling, mostly because his moment of hesitation had led to him being shot and killed. If he let down his guard, if people thought they could get away with things even as small as petty crime, who knew how quickly things could escalate?

A shadow darted out of the corner of his eye and he snapped his head in the direction of the movement before realizing there was nothing there. He stiffened and returned his attention to the man. Maybe there were more reasons why he was feeling paranoid.

He handed the man back the two dollars. “Hey man, I don’t work here,” he said quietly, shaking his head softly before looking back over his shoulder. Was something watching them? “You’ll...have to go to check out, I guess.”

[alyssa-vargas]

Having reached her one year anniversary since she’d come to Hollow Grove, Lydie found there really was nothing to celebrate. The last few weeks at the hospital had been dire since the explosions. Rooms had been overfilled by people in need of medical attention. As a medical student, Lydie felt as though she wasn’t being used to her full potential. The majority of her time was spent shadowing the doctors rather than getting practical and helping to do the good that she knew she could do. She was currently in the hospital cafeteria. It was filled with staff, patients and visitors alike. “This seat taken?” she asked somebody at a table with a few of the last remaining spots available.

[jaxramos]

“...Lydie?” Jax blinked, sitting up from crouching over the cafeteria table with his head in his hands. He recognized the voice from Lydie; surprise, surprise, another Summerdale survivor. It seemed like these days he was meeting survivors from various explosions. Luckily, the one in Hollow Grove was nowhere near as bad as the one in Summerdale. He shook his head wearily and gestured for her to sit down. “No, please. Company would be welcomed,” he replied. He needed to focus on something, someone, even if for a few moments. His head hadn’t been quite right since Ryder resurrected him, maybe his mind wasn’t busy enough. “You’re...here? It’s weird we haven’t bumped into each other yet. I just got here a few months ago.”

[alexasawyer-blog]

Alexa had been out and about when she caught glimpse of her least favorite neighbor. The one that often called the cops on her if her music was a little loud. She was sure it wasn’t the music, but rather he just didn’t like her in general. She rolled her eyes and said aloud to the person next to her, “Is it wrong that I was wishing my neighbor could have just disappeared or left town when all the shit went down? Or he could have gotten caught in a circle of fire?”

[jaxramos]

“They haven’t let up on you, huh?” Jax asked, a small smile breaking out on his face at her expression. The smile felt like a strange pull on his cheeks-- how long had it been since he smiled? It had to be moments before he died. He still didn’t know who in town knew and who didn’t and if he should even talk about it. “Hey, most of the villains have outlived the heroes in Game of Thrones. I think that’s just how it works.” He shrugged as they walked to Twist and Shout. “So what new bands does my favorite DJ have to show me today?”

[jaxramos]

@jacobthorne

Jax had been out of sorts since Ryder had resurrected him. Every night was filled with strange and horrific nightmares-- he was sure he had bags under his eyes that were so dark he looked like the lead singer in some emo band. Everything felt wrong, somehow, and his own thoughts echoed around in his mind. Shadows crept out of every corner he turned. He figured it was from the attack, from being revived. Maybe it would go away eventually. He just needed something normal.

That’s what led him to Jake’s front door, two baseball bats with him and a six pack of beer. When Jake opened the door, Jax nodded once.

“Hey man. I don’t know about you, but I need to smash some stuff,” He said, holding up the six pack with one hand and waving his baseball bat with the other. “Junkyard Bros? Like in Summerdale?”

[valcntinaochoa]

top 5 hottest people in hg?

“First and foremost is my bae @whitneydamico. Like, have you seen her face? An actual work of art. Iconic ay-eff. If interested, hit me up ‘cause I can give a worthy candidate her number. Also, @avaxbishop ‘cause vamp chic has never looked so good. And I guess for the other three I’ll just go with @jaxramos, @ned-ibarra & @calebxhunter based on aesthetics??”

[nik-greyson]

“Don’t correct me if I’m wrong,” Nik said, taking an apple from the fruit bowl next to the register, “but I’ve heard if you actually found a town then everything in it is technically yours.”

[jaxramos]

“My better instincts are still telling me to correct you,” Jax said, snapping back into reality as the man spoke. His eye had caught a shadowy figure moving into the next aisle, but he didn’t hear footsteps which was disconcerting. These days, it wasn’t uncommon. He looked back to Nik Greyson, whom had been the talk of the town since Jax had resurfaced from beyond the grave. “Think of it this way: you’re supporting local businesses, then the town survives. Yadda yadda. And I don’t have to pull out the cop card.”

[jaxramos]

ryderxdaniels:

“Thank god,” Ryder mused, giving Jax a quick pat on the back. “You want to grab lunch after this? Or you have to get back?” He offered up, ready for a break after the long morning he knew they both had. 

“They’re good. And don’t know? I hope so. Sav had Val during the game, so things are looking up,” Ryder said with a shrug. “I’m planning on meeting up with them later. Catch one of the movie screenings or something. What about you? Got any plans?” He asked. As Ryder caught a glimpse of the van driving over the hill, Ryder’s entire body stiffened, one hand flying to his walkie talkie and the other to his gun. 

“No, I could do for one of those bowls of chilli, to be honest. If you’re down?” Jax replied, smiling softly. The idea of a meaty and spicy bowl of chilli washed down with an ice cold beer sounded heavenly after manning the border for several hours. It would be nice to kick his feet up and enjoy the event.

Jax shrugged casually. “Might meet up with Jake and Ria, see what they’re up to. I don’t want to third wheel too much; the heart eyes between the two of them are almost tangible,” Jax joked. Jax noticed Ryder’s reaction to the minivan and had his hand linger on the walkie. Being to quick to go for the gun had triggered his curse in the line of duty, and he wasn’t going to go for another accidental kill. “I don’t recognize the van, do you?” he asked softly as it drew closer. “It’s gotta just be a family, right?”

[ned-ibarra]

“Hey,” Ned said, turning to the person next to him. “Do you know where we’re supposed to sign up to volunteer to help clean up the town?”

[jaxramos]

Jax flinched at the voice, trying to determine whether it was from someone tangible or from just another shadow he could only see in his liminal vision.

“Uh, there was a booth, but the, uh, the explosion,” he said, snapping into reality upon discovering the voice came from a very real person. Relief brushed some of the weight off his shoulders. “The original booth is gone, but there’s a temporary one with gloves and supplies on 6th and Maine. I’m heading there now if you want me to show you,”

[kartuzi]

[thesyllabusforclass]

[jaxramos]

avery-carterwate:

“There’s no such thing as too many movies.” She defended with a smile. She’d always loved motorbikes, and she’d learnt to ride one as soon as she’d accepted that she was going to stay with the Carter-Wate’s. She’d always wanted to buy one, but with her job she kind of needed a car, and with the threat of the Clave always itching at the back of her mind, a car was more practical for a get away because you could sleep in it. 

“Honestly? I had no idea, I just couldn’t resist the idea of a motorbike.” Avery admitted honestly. She had an idea of who a couple of the baskets belonged to, but not the one she chose. “How long have you been riding?”

Jax laughed. “A woman after my own heart,” he replied as they walked along the trail. He hummed thoughtfully and tilted his head, trying to remember when he first learned. “I was around eighteen, I think. Officially. My dad worked on bikes and had one of his own. It’s been at least twelve years. What about you? Do you have one?”

The trail was winding but luckily the hike wasn’t too steep. The fresh air, the chirping birds, and all of the greenery was breathtaking to him and they hadn’t even made it to the falls. Hollow Grove was vastly different from Summerdale and the rest of Arizona. He had grown up in the desert, this was a natural beauty he had never witnessed. “It’s still so weird to me how a place can be so green and full of trees,” he chuckled softly. “Arizona’s not like this. Where are you from, Avery?”

[xzhanlove-deactivated20250213]

[jaxramos]

avery-carterwate:

“Riding off into the sunset on tall-dark-and-handsome’s motorbike? I thought that only happened in movies.” Avery teased as she walked with him to the bike, glad she’d worn her boots. “I haven’t actually, I’m hoping you have, because I don’t want to end up in The Revenant.” She replied as she took the helmet and clipped it on. “Let’s go.” She said, sliding onto the back of the bike. 

Jax chuckled. “Take that as a sign that I watch too many movies,” Jax smiled at her compliment. In all truth, he really cared about the charity. He and his dad worked in Summerdale to help new wolves and their families. Children of the supernatural always fell into that category. He wanted to give back any way he could and he wanted the bidder to get their money’s worth. It certainly didn’t hurt having a beautiful woman’s arms wrapped around his waist.

He felt Avery’s arms lock around his waist and took the signal to rev up his engine. The motorcycle roared and they rode down to the head of the hiking trail. He cut the engine and took his helmet off, stepping off the bike and holding a hand out to Avery to help her off. “Here we are,” he smiled, picking up the cooler. “So be honest, whose basket did you think this was?” He asked, opting for light conversation.

[jaxramos]

“Twenty more minutes,” Jax hummed, his hands in his pockets as he manned the entrance with his partner for the day, Ryder Daniels. Jax hadn’t spent much time with Ryder outside the meetings and breakroom at the station, but he was a cool guy. The past shift had gone by easily, talking about the baseball game and the other events from the past few days. He looked over at Ryder.

“So how’s your cousin and her daughter? They seeing each other much these days?” He asked casually, just out of curiosity. He saw a van driving over the hill towards the entrance and thought nothing of it.

@ryderxdaniels

[jaxramos]

avery-carterwate:

@jaxramos

Avery followed the instructions she’d been given when she won her basket, and headed up to the collection area and grabbed the cooler she’d bid on, sliding a pair of the mirrored aviators on before turning to look for the guy she’d also won. She wasn’t entirely sure why she’d joined in the auction, whether it was because of some odd kind of town spirit, or a plesent distraction from all that was happening with Nik Greyson, she didn’t know. Spotting Jax a little distance away, she headed over to him, flashing a smile when she got to him. “Lucky me I guess?” She teased, before taking a cursory glance around. “So what now?” 

Jax smiled as he saw the familiar face of Avery. He’d seen her around the station, remembered her from when she helped him heal his arm. She was mysterious to him and he couldn’t quite figure her out, this was the perfect opportunity to. 

“Lucky us,” he replied with a grin, taking the other pair of aviators. “My motorcycle’s out front, I’m thinking a picnic by Leakey Falls. Hope your shoes are comfortable,” he said as the walked to his parked Yamaha motorcycle. He took the camper from her and strapped it to the bike before handing Avery his extra bike helmet. “It’s a ride to the hiking trail, then a short hike to the falls. Have you been there yet?”

[emmasawyer]

Waving her pompoms in the air she did a twirl, “Bringing you neutral cheerleader realness, who said that you can’t support both teams?” she asked with a grin. 

[jaxramos]

“The Switzerland of Cheerleaders,” he mused with a smile, chuckling softly as she waved her pom-poms. “I didn’t know you did cheer. I had you pegged for the quiet, pretty bookworm in high school. I take it back, I suppose.”

[madelinexholt]

Maddy plopped down on the bench, combing her fingers through her hair and letting out a relieved sigh as she watched some of the members of the fire department run a victory lap around the field. “Only a few hours in and I’ve already been accidentally elbowed in the eye,” She shook her head. “I swear I should win an award or something.”

[jaxramos]

“Yikes, I saw that from the pitcher’s mound,” Jax replied, grimacing playfully. “You took it like a champ.” He said, handing her a post-game beer that they were handing out at concessions. “You deserve a beer for that. Numb the pain a little, at least.”