#thekingofsamcro

[tiggerdontchangestripes]

Everything was changing now. The club. The kings. Clay was out. Jax was in. And where did that leave everyone else? He knew that he was far from Jax's favorite. Knew Jax rarely liked him, let alone trusted him. All this change. It was enough to make a guy like Tig nervous. Especially when Jax requested a sit down. He approached the chapel, easing his way in, just barely, and said, "Hey...Chibs said you wanted to see me?"

[badappleincharming]

Avery sat at the table. Trying not to rip up her napkin too much. Anxious? Yeah. A little. For a variety of reasons. Most of all, thrumming with the dull knowledge that this was Jax, and she'd rode his cock plenty of times but this was different. This was food and civility. She wasn't great at being civil. One of the reasons she worked with kids. They ate boogers. 

She shook her foot under the table, before her eyes caught on Jax. And then nerves cut short. She offered a grin, and said, "Hey...you look better when I'm mostly sober, you know that? How's that happen? You use Olay or something--?" Yeah, good. Keep talking. It'll make you look less like an asshole.

[loyaltyofthescots]

[Sleep Meme] Jax scowled, hands moving to each of Chib's shoulders, giving them a firm shake. He didn't have time for this, with the Irish practically knocking down their door. "I need you with me on this, brother. You good?"

My muse didn't get enough sleep the night before and is now struggling to stay awake while doing some work. What does your muse do to mine when they notice this?

The elder shrugged him off, stepping back away from the blond. Messing with a tired Scot was not a very bright idea, especially one that is dealing with a threat on family. Jackson was likely to get his head ripped off way before the Irish could even think about doing anything if he kept it up. 

"M'fuckin' fine." 

[bloodonthebadge]

Lightning symbol x 3

How the fuck is he always one step ahead of me?

My girlfriend would fuck me for days if I gave her his head on a platter.

I wonder if he remembers shoving me in a locker in middle school.

[bustingchicksnoses]

You are out of your God damn mind. Lay a finger on a member of my club again, and I'll make sure you don't get in ten feet of the club again.

Slowly, Gemma started to make her way towards Jax, wondering if every man in her life but Nero were trying to piss her off. “Jax, as of right now, there is no clubhouse to keep me out of and you are taking meetings in my god damn house.” She had given them her house when she could have them doing their meetings in the ruined mechanic’s garage. “You know I protect this club, but you should take care of your sons first.”

[bustingchicksnoses]

Yeah, and I'm short half of my club, plus one thanks to my mother's God damn WWE shit. I need you to help solve the problems we have, not create new ones.

What did this plus one say to you? If you are not outright accusing me, then you know he did it to himself. If you keep asking me Jax, I am going to ask you what you planning to do when Tara starts to get a few more weeks into her pregnancy. Deal with a pregnant woman than with me.

[tiggerdontchangestripes]

OutOfCut:

thekingofsamcro replied to your post: Skull meme. -Roxanne

OH GOD

[[ YOU MADE ME DO IT. ]]

[loyaltyofthescots]

ϟϟϟϟ

For every ϟ in my inbox I’ll tell you a random thought my muse has about yours.

Why haven' I punched this li'tle shite yet? 

God damnit Jackson wha' th'fuck d'y'think y're doin'?

Is nice t'see th'boy smilin' again. 

Maybe... jus' maybe things'll ge' better now.