#samcrodoc

[amiroxks]

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[murkyhazed-hasmoved]

@samcrodoc​ said:

❝ why fight anymore? what’s the point of fighting against destiny? ❞ (for Jax)

❝ and what do you think that destiny is tara? ❞  jax has never gotten over her.  he still loved her, and the day he heard she was back in town he had his hopes.  of course he didn’t think things would be easy, especially with his mother.  he’s never met anyone as overbearing as that woman.  ❝ alright screw what gemma says.  i don’t give a shit what she thinks.  she doesn’t have the authority to dictate my life anymore, or yours. ❞

[lcnewolf-blog1]

@samcrodoc​ liked this for a smol starter

“Wait—you’ve really never played ‘I have never’? Come on—it’s the best drinking game of all time!”

[northpolebear]

Lil' bear...You are doing an amazing job. I lvoe seeing you on my dash with such wonderful words of positivity and support for everyone. You are spreading love and making people feel good. I love what you are doing and I love you!

I’m so glad that people are enjoying it! my hope is that it encourages everyone to start making it a habit to take thirty seconds out of their day and send at least one person something nice. think about how much love we could spread if we all started doing that daily!

[crowsandmurder]

[ @samcrodoc  ➜ Starter Call ]

       Ever since Opie died, Jax hadn’t been able to sleep, think, really do anything. He knew that he’d get his revenge. He’d get it against that guard, those assholes who killed him, against Tig. He’d get it all. He was laying in bed, trying to sleep and it wasn’t working for him. It wasn’t working at all.  He decided that he was done trying to sleep, and got up. There was no reason for his tossing and turning to keep Tara awake too.

       Going into the kitchen, he grabbed the carton of milk, taking a long drink, with a deep sigh, and put it back, before going into the living room and rolling up a joint, taking his pencil out and he started to write.   He wanted to write something about Opie, but tonight, it just wasn’t coming. He was so angry..so upset.  It should have been him.  It should have been fucking Tig.  

      He threw his pencil at the wall, and took a deep breath, when he spotted Tara. “Sorry, if I woke you...Couldn’t sleep.  Should just go to the clubhouse.” 

[wrathincrrnate]

087. How would your character describe themself in three words?

Character Development || Accepting  || @samcrodoc

Bad Ass Motherfucker

No but honestly if he actually had to use three words to describe himself (just three???)  He’d use Persistent, practical, and  genuine honestly because he feels as if those are his strongest  traits (lets not forget straight up grumpy but we won’t get into that today) 

[johnnysanarchive]

( @samcrodoc liked ✖ )

       He lights up a cigarette and takes a puff, completely disregarding the fact that he’s in a hospital.  “ So, Doc... ”  Johnny releases the smoke from his lungs, watching it as it dances toward the ceiling.  “ When do y’think I can get this goddamn cast off? ”

[ofsalvo-a-blog]

there’s something that constantly draws her to this place.  it was probably because it was a small town with little to do with the big city.  and mia was a big city girl ,  but sometimes even she needed a break.  and traveling around the world was already as crazy as it is   (   though ,  it was glamorous but it was hectic and she could never slow down.   )   so she consider’s this a vacation away from a vacation               time away from the hustle of big cities and far away places.  it was quiet   . . .   the problem solver could rest her restless mind and think in peace.  wasn’t that something  ?  now she finds herself here in tara’s place trying to find something to drink.  bringing it upon herself to look inside the fridge and see what she had to drink.  there was juice ,  water and a bottle or two of beer ,  plus other drinks that really wasn’t going to quench her thirst.  and she did FEEL like she needed something stronger than beer.   “   where the hell do you keep the liquor  ?   ”   she says out loud while shutting the fridge ,  head turning over her shoulder.  mia takes a step sideways and goes to look through cabinets ,   “   i mean you’re a doctor right  ?  you gotta have whiskey or somethin’.   ”

starter call.   /   @samcrodoc   !