#redwoodteller

[twclvesteps]

" don't take me to the tower and take my child away it was I who was  "

@redwoodteller  /   sc. / goodbye baby - fleetwood mac

[maidenxfthemxuntains]

@redwoodteller sent “Pain is weakness leaving the body “ (Always Accepting) 12. with a twisted ankle

Asta was sitting on the curb in front of a gas station, cursing her clumsiness as she ponders on what to do next. Her left ankle was swollen and the the bone on her ankle was starting to bruise. It would hurt like hell to get up, but she knew she couldn’t stay here. Sure she may be new to town, but she knew about the bikers that were in town. The last thing she needed was being accused of spying on people, as her camera was hanging against her back.

Getting up slowly, she hobbles towards her car, mumbling to herself. “Of course I would twist my ankle as soon as I get here...”

[gatekeepcr]

❛     here's  what  you  say  to  someone  you  hate  ;   my  life  would  be  so  much  better  if  you  just  dropped  dead      ❜

SO MUCH BETTER - EMINEM    /   @redwoodteller SEND ‘ ✘ ’. I’LL PUT MY MUSIC ON SHUFFLE , GET THE SONG , AND USE A LINE AS A STARTER.

[sheisthesxnlight]

[ @redwoodteller​; ]

--- “I’m so sorry!” the young girl said as she bumped into the man by accident. Jacklyn had just arrived in Charming a week ago with her mother, and was still getting use to the streets. She moved down quickly to pick up the man’s item he had dropped, “Here.” her English accent coming out softly as she spoke.

[themazeiskey]

@redwoodteller

“Afternoon.” The detective’s voice was calm and professional. “I’m looking for Cara Mason. Does she live here?”

[alwaysfine]

CIGARETTE  IS  DANGLING  BETWEEN  TWO  FINGERS  ,  while ocean eyes survey the room.  the front sections of messy blonde hair are pinned back ( except for her bangs ) , which are therefore half covering her eyes.  she was a fucking mess , but in this moment , she couldn’t really be bothered to try and fix it.  she had no one to get home to , so she might as well enjoy herself.  red painted fingernail taps against cigarette , and she watches as the ashes fall directly into the well used ash tray beneath her hand. a second longer of eyes being glued to the wall in front of her passes , before she notices there actually is someone sitting next to her.  

HEAD  TURNS  SLOWLY  , and the beginnings of a devious smile pull at the corners of her lips.  ❝  you gonna buy me a drink , or just stare?  ❞

@redwoodteller gets the thing !

[thoseanarchygirls-a]

@redwoodteller

Valentina had been kidnapped by some enemies that despised SAMCRO for other reasons that were unknown to Valentina, but she was now the victim. She had faded in and out a couple of times, trying to get out of her bonds to a chainlink fence as they did so. They tortured her for information, cut her with daggers. If they were being honest, she welcomed that pain. Due to her mother being a serial killer, she raised her daughters to turn their emotions off. So when she was cut, she felt a release of pain which she welcomed. But that soon faded as she had been in the warehouse for a couple of days. She remembered that a similar incident had happened to Gemma years before. 

[mordexme-blog]

          Anna was getting pretty bored of not having anything to do around her apartment. She was not a messy person so there was nothing to clean, she had already eaten her lunch and was ready to set down on the sofa and watch some movies, r maybe re-runs of ‘FRIENDS’ when her phone buzzed. She smirked and quickly gathered her things before getting on her bike.

           The woman nodded her head at the people gathered around the house before she walked inside. Anna chuckled at the insides, knowing what was going on in just another room. She could never understand how some women could be so comfortable to work in this business - she knew she’d be stiff as a board if someone was to watch her undress.

            “Who said I’d give in to you?” Anna asked with an arched brow and a teasing tone to her voice. Of course there would be next to no resistance from her. Not when it came to Jax. How he had managed to wrap her around his finger so quickly - she had no idea. The brunette took a sip of her beer and then arched a brow “You have to work harder on your charm, Jax.”

&& @redwoodteller // cont