#goddeath

[w4t3rh4mm3r]

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God who is transfem and bigenderflux using She/They x Death who is transmasc and bigenderflux using He/They fr

[abvnai-a]

@goddeath​ asked: ❛ Who told you that? ❜

             there’s a pause that lingers, even as she finally looks at him, her teeth releasing their grip into her bottom lip. there’s something about him         maybe it’s the air of the room or his body language; either way, he’s a straight shooter, she assumes. ❝ rumors get around. ❞ they always do. her eyes stay on his; his being so blue they’re almost close to puddles of the ocean but instead of drowning in them, she can see her reflection floating along. at some point, she might have known him. they might have known each other. someone where along being a teenager, they might have met. the memories of her youth linger as a blur, unless she really wanted to stir the pot. she might have considered California home if her mother hadn’t uprooted her so long ago, maybe if the only time she visited wasn’t for work or to see what remained of her grandmother.  she feels small under his gaze, but that’s due to their evident height difference. his gaze that weighs like an anchor around her is unsettling BUT she hates to admit there’s a comfort to it. ( she isn’t sure if that’s a good thing or a bad thing, yet. ) she could admit that his gaze isn’t the worse she’s gotten. his voice isn’t the harshest she’s ever heard.  as far as she’s concerned, no one could beat her mother in that category.  

her fingers set to rest on the sleeves of her jacket as it rests in between her hands. the real question is: when did she have the need to play hero ?  no one ever came to save her, so why did she feel like she HAD to? ( she knows it is probably as a result of never being saved herself and having to rescue herself in the end. ) it’s strange how the tables have turned, where the sixteen-year-old version of her was uncaring and rebellious. even impulsively dangerous. but she looks at the other, and she can’t help but think there’s a reason why she’s back here, even if she can’t fully explain it to herself. that impulsive longing for danger she now calls bravery is starting to rear its head. ❝ your reaction just confirmed it though. ❞  she might as well get her information from the source.  is it true? is it false? you tell me.

question sentence starters.    @goddeath,  answered.

[chaoshailed-archive]

38 !

𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚎 / 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠

38. What advice would you give to someone new to rp?

stay away from the wrestling and marvel fandoms lmao. no, but seriously...just don’t be an asshole. kindness will get you so much further in everything and the friendships you get from just being a decent fucking human being will be so good, so pure, so amazing. once you find a little group of people you know and love, hold onto them because that’s honestly really hard to manage on this site

[charmingkat]

goddead :((((((

Thoughts on the character: Jax is a dumpster fire; we all know this. But is there any Teller besides poor dead Thomas that is not a dumpster fire? I love his stupid ass. (As does Kat).

Have you interacted before: We have! We have a few threads floating about, but I am always here for adding more.

Favorite part of portrayal: Am I allowed to say the way you look at canon, go ‘nah’, and then run it over with a semi? Cause I do. I love the way you take the elements from canon needed to make Jax who he is and then just...run with it. Make him your own.

One piece of advice: Why is this line ever here? I have nothing to say to any of you when it comes to advice. You are a highly talented individual and I am a potato. So keep doing you!

A verse (mine or theirs) I want a thread in: When it comes to the Teller siblings, I am here for everything and anything. Past threads. Threads set during the show. ANYTHING. But being me, I am always fascinated with taking a canon event and then being like OKAY. BUT HOW WOULD THIS NOW CHANGE???? Also, Jax should come rip his sister for sleeping with their best friend. Cause I will never not love Kat living up to her true dumpster fire potential.

Thoughts on the mun: Emily and I haven’t talked much OOC. But we should remedy that. Come yell at me about these trash twins!

[coastsick]

liked by @goddeath​

❛  𝒚𝒐𝒖  𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒆𝒕  𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆  𝒊  𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆  𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎.  ❜   certain  desert  sands  of  california  would  always  be  home,  but  where  she  planted  most  roots  was  a  centered  south.  she’d  belong  to  a  different  sea,  different  sun.  as  much  as  she  loved  it  here,  houston  would  always  be  home.     ❛  i  was  raised  all  over  texas   -----    i’m  not  afraid  of  riding  around,  getting  dirty,  shootin’  guns,   𝐚𝐧𝐝  𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠  𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐲.   ❜

sincerely , claire carter

[sxperflxity]

          // @goddeath​ liked for a sons starter ( donna & jax - iconless because lazy )

          She takes in a breath, slow and steady and sure, before she lets out an exhale, smoke curling around her head as she closes her eyes briefly, the scent of the smoke calming her in ways she hasn’t felt in who knows how long. She can sense Jax beside her still, and she doesn’t know quite how to feel about her husband’s best friend right now - not with everything going on between her and Opie - but she’s thankful for the ability to talk to someone ( even if she’d rather talk to Tara, because Tara.... she would understand more ) but she’ll take Jax. For now.

“I don’t know how much more of this I can take, Jax,” she says after a few minutes, voice quiet while the moon rises, another inhale and exhale and more smoke leaving her system in a way she will always find calming. Her hands shake as she brings the cigarette to her mouth one more time, and she closes her eyes on the inhale, shaking her head before she opens and exhales. “I’m so tired,” she admits.

[morefearless]

@goddeath​  | LYRIC STARTERS. 

“ I guess ya could say I’ve been having a hard time adjusting after the whole ex clown act! ” 

[samcrodoc]

ragefelt-a asked: “Why can’t you just learn to let the fuck go.”

@ragefelt-a  ; @goddeath  ↠   “ right in the guts. angst sentences. “   / always open

“Is that what the Prince wishes for me to do?  To let the FUCK go?”  She fired at him tired of him always trying to overrule her or telling her how to think.  Tara was not some crow-eater or some woman that would submit to him...the great Prince of Charming.  “I over think everything, Jax and you know this.  I over think and over think until it becomes leathery and something that if it was chewed on; it would last years.  It is the way I have always been.”  Her words true as she spoke knowing how she was.  She worried...she was someone who took people at their words...like his promises for many things and how things have not always happened.  But this time, he had promised her that they would leave.  “You know if we stay here, we will turn into the two people we do not like.  We will turn into Clay and Gemma...and the rot of Charming will destroy us.”  

Turning away from him, shaking her dark head...Tara knew he was trying to make everyone happy and that plate was full...his family...the club...himself... She would always stand with him but she would not give him what he wanted to hear to make everything easier.   She and Opie were the two that kept him on the straight path allowing him to stay the course.   She often wondered if she had not come back; how lost he would be?  His own father became lost within the club when it changed and she was watching that with him and what Clay was doing to SAMCRO.