& the sleeping beauty biker.

25. arms dealer for the iron coffins. waitress at momma kitchen. mother. lover. fighter. "& that was the thing about her, she kept on surviving. with bullet holes in her lungs, and knife marks etched in her back. she never let anything get in her way, resilient. a fighter, not by choice. but a warrior at heart."

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vcxens​:

Valencia had put her fighting days behind her, at least thats what she thought when the scuff broke out in Euphoria. The young woman was used to that kind of kerfuffle, and was ready to start swinging until someone jabbed her in her mouth and she felt down in the process, twisting her ankle. Valencia was about to really start swinging until she heard the familiar ring of what definitely didn’t sound like fireworks, and of course she made a swift zig-zag run for it. It wasn’t until it dawned on her that her friend got injured, and of course she made her way to the hospital just to see her, lying ever so easily that she was the girl’s sister to get access to her room.

“First of all theres a hell of a lot of oxygen tanks for me to be bringing you any sort of cigarette, and second-” Valencia showed her a few jello packs she managed to snag with a smile. “-grabbed these on my way here.” She placed them on the rolling table and smirked, sitting next to her in the uncomfortable hospital chair. “Glad to see you’re alive and kicking. By the way, definitely already changed your ringtone to Tubthumping. You know the one, ‘I get knocked down, but I get up again, you never gonna keep me down!’ They got nothing on you. You’ll be alright, you look good.” She told her, trying to keep her spirits up. “I mean, you could use some NARS creamy concealer, but still, you good.” Valencia leaned back and stole the remote, turning on the tv in process. “Does this place have cable, you think?”

“C’mon, you’re not even going to give me one of them? I haven’t gone a day without a smoke since I got pregnant with Ren,” she groans out, trying to position her body so she could see her friend a bit better. While she wanted to catch up on all of the sleep she lost, it was nice to see a familiar face. She took the orange flavored jello from the pack and began to eat it. The coolness of it felt good going down her throat. “I’m not sure if concealer is going to make my scar look even less brutal. I think I have basic cable in this room, yeah? I remember watching nothing but Keeping up with Kardashians reruns after I gave birth to Serenity,” she chuckled.  

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vcndettas​:

“  𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐘,  𝐈𝐓'𝐒  no  problem.  ”  it  wasn’t  as  if  she  didn’t  know  her,  sure,,  ginny  had  been  absent  from  the  town  for  so  long  but  it  didn’t  mean  she  would  permanently  detach  herself  from  everything  and  everyone.  “  she’s  grown  so  much  and  you  look  well,  i  must  say.  ”  she  felt  as  though  she  missed  quite  a  lot,  but  was  glad  she  could  catch  up  now  ––  it  was  her  hometown,  after  all.  one  could  never  truly  escape  it.  

It only took a few seconds for the small child to run off, being in her own world. God, she would love to go back to those days. Being an adult was not all that, who asked for this much fucking stress? “You’re not pulling my leg, huh? I still look good, despite my under eye bags from lack of sleep?” Aurora joked, a chuckle escaping from her lips. “Serenity is getting big, it’s only a matter of time before she learns how to drive and starts ignoring my affection towards her.”

[draiochta]

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ameliajcnes​:

❀

Amelia had been working the ER when the event at Euphoria unfolded and so she had seen many of them come in. Thankfully, no one she had seen had passed and after getting little rest, she back at the hospital, this time doing rounds. The nurse had grew up in town, only leaving a little of a year ago. She knew, even if only in passing, most of the people in town. Aurora had practically grew up behind the counter of Mama’s kitchen and Amelia’s heart had sank when she learned she was hurt. Not that they were close, but a familiar face still meant something to Amelia.

❝ The good jello will be here soon, ❞ she said with half a smile. ❝ No cigarettes and I wouldn’t advise them while recovering. Can I take a look at your bandage? ❞ 

“The only acceptable answer is the orange jello,” Aurora spoke with a nod of her head. It was pretty much the only thing she ate while she was in the hospital after having her daughter. She craved it badly. She couldn’t help but roll her eyes at Amelia’s comment. “What? Is smoking going to fuck with my recovery or whatever?” she asked. She sits up a little bit, letting out an audible ouch as she lifts her blanket and sheets to expose her wounded leg. 

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ceremcny​:

The pie isn’t dry. Will doesn’t even want free pie at all – or well, he’ll take it, but he doesn’t need it. Really, he’s just looking for little ways to annoy the hell out of the waitress. “Yeah but, maybe you guys should stop selling such dry pie, and I’ll start actually paying,” still, he shovels more into his mouth, continuing talking, “you know, actually, maybe I’ll just take a free coffee to wash it all down. Just don’t put too much of that uh… cream shit in it this time, okay?”  Will nods to her, as though he doesn’t expect any rebuttals, and proceeds to suck a stray piece of pie filling off his thumb. 

“Riddle me this,” Aurora counteracted, being just as stubborn as him. Nobody was going to insult her family’s cooking, especially not someone from the opposing club. “If you think our pie so damn dry, why are you still eating it, huh? Not to mention, you seem to be the only person who comes in here and complains about shit,” she added on. “Sorry but here, you have to pay for the things you’d like. The only thing that is free is water.”

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Aurora should have known better than to go out to Euphoria the other night. She should have just stayed in and had a movie night with her daughter like she did most weekends. But, her mother had insisted that she go, let loose, and have so much needed fun. What was supposed to be a good night out with friends turned violent. In a town like Clayton, that just wasn’t out of the ordinary.

The blonde laid in her hospital bed in her room, in a pretty good amount of pain and just out of it. Her injuries weren’t horribly severe, but she did receive a wound to her leg. She heard her door open and she sighs. “Unless you’ve come with cigarettes or the good jello flavor, I’m not in the mood for visitors,” she groaned out, lifting up her head slightly from her pillow. 

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text: bash & aurora

bash: please tell me you're ok i've been calling everyone and nobody's telling me shit

bash: i decide to stay in one fucking night and shit like this goes down what the fuck

rora: hey

rora: yeah i'm okay, well not totally okay

rora: i'm in the fucking hospital right now

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TEXT | RORA & NICO

Nico: Aren't I always??

Nico: Attempting to wrangle the beast before heading to my moms.

Nico: Bring the kid over if you aren't working. 🌮

Rora: is he being good today?

Rora: I happen to be off today, is taco's on the menu?

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the-ladyxdeath​:

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“True, true,” Sybelle said, raising her eyebrows. It would have been strange for anyone to have the kind of life and in her experience, most families had secrets in the closet, literaly or figuratively speaking. “Ahh, keep talking about food and I might ditch this party to go to any restaurant and get some fries and onion rings,” she said looking at the party boy who was already dancing. “It’s not like he’s going to miss me.”

“Hey, if you plan on wanting to get a bite to eat, Mama’s Kitchen is open 24/7. I heard that there is this waitress there named Aurora? She always gives great service,” Aurora joked with the woman. “Not to mention, they have the best burgers in town,” she added on as she took another sip from her glass. Nothing like being not so subtle and giving a shoutout to the family business, huh? “Nah, but really....I can probably get you a half off meal. My grandma’s working tonight, so.”

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TEXT | RORA & NICO

Nico: Let's not and say you did?

Nico: Change your number, and be done with it.

Nico: I'll be sure to say what's up when I see him next.

Rora: you're right

Rora: he just gets under my skin but i'm done talking about him

Rora: up to anything fun?

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TEXT | RORA & NICO

Nico: That's because I'm the best, Ivan says so.

Nico: *photo attached of Ivan holding up a peace sign*

Nico: Probably your best bet.

Nico: He had his chance, ya snooze, ya lose.

Rora: ugh, he's so cute

Rora: also makes me want to have another kid

Rora: yeah, that fuckwad isn't getting anymore chances from me....i'm not that dumb

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TEXT | RORA & NICO

Nico: I wonder what he would do if you blocked him.

Nico: Do it, for shits n' giggles.

Nico: We all suck, some of us just choose not to suck all

the time.

Rora: I think if I blocked him, he would just get a new number and try to call me again. Should I just get a new one all together?

Rora: You're an exception....you've never failed me once.

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bashmcknight​:

for: anyone ( @vengeancearchives​ ) MAY 8TH, afternoon; bash’s family home

+ mostly geared towards the iron coffins members / characters affiliated with the club or neutral civilians bash could be friends with (feel free to assume connections in this case!!); anyone affiliated with the blazing phoenix’s might be a bit trickier but i’m open to plotting out why your muse could be here. or i can write you a different starter, just let me know in the dms!!

asking his mom to not do anything for his birthday was really a waste of time, bash should’ve known she wouldn’t listen anyway. and not only did she ignore bash’s request, she invited pretty much everyone she could think of. the entire club is here, his other friends that he wasn’t even aware his mom knew about, even some of his mom’s neighbors showed up, despite the fact that bash hasn’t lived here for the past eight years. he’s still not entirely sure whether he’s enjoying himself or not—that’s yet to be decided.

the cake’s good, he’ll give her that. store bought, because she doesn’t have the time or energy for anything else but it’s the good stuff from the bakery, not the shit from the supermarket he’s so used to. taste of his early childhood, when the cheap supermarket shit was all they could afford. bash gets himself another slice and a fresh beer, then sits on the back porch steps, mostly so he can get the view of the entire backyard—full of his friends and family. 

“you know i told my mom not to do this,” he says when one of the guests joins him. “still convinced any birthdays past twenty-one really don’t need to get celebrated. it all gets so…repetitive. you peak at your eighteenth anyway, then it’s all downhill from there,” he chuckles. thirty-one is a far cry from that. to think he’s this old now—an actual adult. mad. “but thanks for coming anyway. i’m thinking about an afterparty. getting smashed at lucky’s sounds like a good idea, right?”

“Oh hush, birthdays are always important,” Aurora corrected the older boy as she held the freshly baked cake in her hands. She wasn’t sure what flavor she wanted to do with, so she decided on something safe; vanilla flavored with chocolate frosting. A classic and something most people would enjoy. She loved to bake in her free time and she always made it a habit of making something homemade for her fellow Iron Coffin members when their special day approached. “Who can say no to cake? I’m sure you won’t. I’d be down to go to Lucky’s, but not sure how long I could stay. I have an early shift at the diner in the morning.”

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TEXT | RORA & NICO

Nico: I can already hear him whining.

Nico: What now?

RORA: I could barely get through the five minute fucking rambling...it was that bad Nico.

RORA: It was mostly the usual "blah blah i'm so sorry for everything that happened, i love you, call me back" bullshit. this time? he sounded even more wasted. In conclusion? I hate men. No offense, but I do.

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TEXT | RORA & NICO

Rora: guess who just tried calling me again? and left me a nice, long voice message? 🙃

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