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Ideally, I want to move Clay to the multi soon, but for now, he’s still here, so if anyone wants to plot, feel free to shoot me an IM, and we can figure something out. 

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rcdwoodprince:

@corruptedgavel hit the ♥ for an SOA quote starter ↳ season 1 episode 1  “ PILOT ”

“ Hey, you heard from my crazy ex-wife at all ? Never answers her goddamn phone. ” Jax knew it was a long shot asking his stepfather        but Wendy and Clay had always seemed to get along well enough when they were around each other, so he figured it couldn’t hurt. 

“ She’s s’posed to be sendin’ me the doctor bills, an’ I haven’t seen one in weeks. ”

Clay got along with Wendy. She had been good for Jax for quite a while, even though he knew Jax didn’t see it now. Shit had fallen apart, but then again, shit seemed to fall apart around them a lot. He felt bad for Wendy though. He understood what it was like dealing with people like Jax, people like Gemma.

“Have you tried going by the house, checking on her? She is carrying your kid. You should probably be checking on her.” 

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Thor: The Dark World (2013) Sentence Starters

(…) sacrificed his own people in a desperate attempt to vanquish (…)’s army.

Bury it deep, somewhere no one shall find it.

I will speak to the prisoner alone.

Do you really not feel the gravity of your crimes?

We are not gods. We are born, we live, we die, just like humans.

Your birthright was to die as a child!

You have earned my respect and their gratitude.

At least pretend to enjoy yourself.

There was a time where you’d celebrate for weeks.

It has not gone unnoticed that you disappear each night.

How do I change the ringtone on this thing?

I am not getting stabbed in the name of science.

Sorry, I just needed to know if you are real.

You said you were coming back!

I believe that faith has brought us together.

Look at you, still all muscly and everything.

The Nine Realms are not eternal.

After centuries of bloodshed, (…) finally triumphed.

Does your book happen to mention how to get this out of me?

Despite all I have survived, you still worry about me.

My king, we are all but defenceless.

I do not wish to fight with you.

You overestimate their powers.

If you fail you risk this weapon falling in the hands of the enemy.

How are you different from (…)?

The difference, (…), is that I will win.

No one is to come or to go.

(…) will return, you know this.

He’s blinded, (…), by hatred and by grief.

What I’m about to ask you is treason of the highest exile.

After all this time, now you come to visit me.

I know you seek vengeance as much as I do.

You must be truly desperate to come to me for help.

Betray me and I will kill you.

Are you sure you don’t just want to punch your way out?

At last, a little common sense.

You called me here for an urgent matter?

Stop (…), by all means necessary.

Betrayal him, and I’ll kill you.

We’ll all be dead the moment we step foot outside the palace!

I thought you said you could fly this thing?

Whatever you’re doing, (…), I suggest you move faster.

Why don’t you let me take over? I’m clearly the best pilot.

Thank you for the commentary, (…), it’s not at all distracting!

Let’s steal the biggest and most obvious ship in the universe and escape in that!

Do as you promise. Take us to your secret pathway.

If it were easy, everyone would do it.

Satisfaction is not in my nature.

Trust my rage.

You were naked on TV.

I’ve had a god in my brain. I don’t recommend it.

That plan of yours is going to get us killed.

You really think I cared about you and (…)? About any of you?!

All I ever wanted was you and (…), dead at my feet!

I’ll tell (…) What you did here today.

I saw him on Earth, why would he go to Earth?

How can I have service here?

Why are there so many shoes in here?

Death would’ve come to you soon enough!

Your world and your family will be extinguished!

With all that power I’d have thought you’d hit harder.

You might want to hold onto something.

Get the guy with the sword!

That’s Thor out there, waving his hammer at everything!

Have you come to witness the end of the universe?

I have come to accept your surrender.

Do you think you can stop this?

Father, I cannot be king of (…).

I’d rather be a good man than a great king.

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Confrontation! Sentence Memes

You don’t think of anyone but yourself.

Admit it, you’re scared aren’t you?

You’re out of control!

I hardly ever recognize you anymore, you’ve changed.

You spend all your time locked up doing lord knows what!

Don’t sneak up on me like that.

I heard the commotion last night… it must of been a terrible dream.

Listen, about last night…

Here’s a tip, stop hiding behind excuses each time someone is worried about you.

Why are you alone most of the time?

Weren’t you friends with them?

Aren’t you tired of lying to yourself?

I should have known better… than to be fooled by you.

You’re pretty satisfied with serving on your knees most of the time, huh?

Quit getting in my face.

I’m warning you, get off my back.

I didn’t need your help.

What’s your problem with me?

You say you don’t recognize me, but you’re the one who’s changed.

When will you quit pretending to care? I’m tired of your lip service.

You can’t stand being next to me. Why is that?

Not everyone is going to leave you, but not everyone is going to stay.

You’re gonna get nothing but sass from me if you don’t change the topic.

How many have you killed?

What if they catch you?

This is dangerous…

I know you didn’t have the best relationship with your father/mother…

You’re tired of fighting, aren’t you?

What have you ever gotten out of this?

They’re using you. 

I was only using you.

I’ve known your secret this entire time.

Do you really think no one will find out?

Someone is bound to see the true you and I’ll be there for your reckoning.

You only push me away. Let me help.

Are you suggesting we commit treason?

Don’t fool yourself, you’re just as loathsome as I am.

Stop. I won’t have these unnecessary misgivings. Focus on your task.

Your skepticism is easy to read. What is it that you’re doubting?

In the end, we’ve only gotten more pain. I’m sick of this.

You’re going to run away?

We’re escaping. Tonight.

Make no mistake, we’re not friends.

You’re low. Lower than scum.

I’m only helping you this once.

Be a little more grateful about my help, you would of been a goner.

You can’t do this alone, let me go with you.

You keep can’t doing this yourself, let me intervene I’m sure we can resolve this.

You keep being singled out, it isn’t fair.

Quit mothering me, I said I’ve got this under control.

Maybe you should stop worrying about me and look at yourself first.

Help me? You could hardly help yourself.

Of course making friends would be easy for you, you’re eager to please.

You really are an emotionless robot.

How can you brush me off, if you’ve never even given me a chance?

Don’t touch me.

Get out.

Get away from them!

Watch out!

You’re in danger.

Your loved one is in danger.

If you won’t do it, I’m sure your friend wouldn’t mind being in your place.

Please. Talk to me.

Don’t you ever say that again.

Don’t pretend we’re friends.

It was easy for your friends to abandon you. 

Shut up!

Let go of me.

Tell them how you really feel.

You’re not fooling anyone with your haughty display of strength.

Offended? I’m surprised. I thought you were hollow and unfeeling.

Tell me where it is.

 You said you’d never lie to me.

There’s nothing wrong in doing what is absolutely necessary. The ends justify the means.

You obey order without question, you’re just a docile dog aren’t you?

Maybe if you stopped being such an ice queen people would enjoy being around you.

You scorn others around you but you’ve never once stopped to open your eyes.

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Gemma has died ( whoops my hand slipped )

_____ has died — > @rcdwoodprince – > Accepting!

Ever since arriving in Ireland, Clay kept to himself. He just did. He didn’t bother anyone, did his work with the IRA and all of them and he enjoyed it. But, it wasn’t home. He’d not seen Gemma, since he’s gotten the hell out of Charming. He’d heard a thing or two from Gaalan about what went down in Charming, what had happened to Tara but not being a part of SAMCRO, he didn’t hear back.

That was until he ran into Maureen Ashby and she had told him the news, every bloody bit of it. She told him Tara was gone, how what the news had said, was they’d uncovered who did it. They had named names, since it was Gemma Teller. 

Clay made himself sit down then. He knew if it was in the news, Jax had found out too, and that Gemma was…his head and he couldn’t hear anything. All he could hear was that Gemma was dead, that she had to be. Jax only knew one way to handle this shit. How he had gotten out of Charming before Jax got there was a miracle in itself.

That’s when she had told him that they later found Gemma and the old Sheriff up at her dad’s place, how the club had lost long members like Bobby and Juice, how Jax had gotten in a wreck on 580, and hadn’t survived.

Clay couldn’t process any of this. He couldn’t process that Gemma was gone. He couldn’t process what he was hearing. He couldn’t process that Gemma was gone. He hung his head and thought, he never should have let things get out of control. The club was in bad shape and Gemma was gone. Jax too. 

He managed to barely speak. “Who’s in charge now?” Chibs and Tig. 

He wasn’t an apologetic man but all he could think was, if he hadn’t let shit get so out of hand, none of this would have happened.

Gemma wouldn’t be gone.

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".....has died." finish it in my ask.

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junkiewhcre:

                         The reminder that he understood what it meant to be married to a Teller brought a proper smile to her face, albeit a slightly crooked one. Gemma was probably ten times worse than dealing with Jax- although she knew her husband’s mother would never stray from Clay, she was still a serious handful, she was sure. They were both the outsiders in the situation, the replacements, and she sometimes wanted to talk to him about it, about he dealt with it, being in JT’s shadow. But it never seemed a good time to bring it up.

         “ A drink, AND a smoke, both sound great right now. But I got, like, five pounds of potato salad to make for Gemma before the dinner tomorrow night. If I show up without it, I think your son’ll be a widower sooner than anticipated. ”

                  Being married to a Teller, that shit was never easy.  But, he loved Gemma. She was his whole life.  Gemma was a handful, but Clay was pretty good at dealing with her, trying to keep her from doing stupid shit, which was a hard feat in itself.  He’d always felt like Wendy got it, given that Jax had a lot of Gemma in him. He could be annoyingly difficult like his old man, but he was a whole lot of Gemma too.

           “She takes that potato salad very seriously, you know. What I’d do is have a drink and a smoke, while making the potato salad. I’m guessing that potato salad would be a lot more interesting, with a smoke.”

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rcdwoodprince:

“ You go right ahead      not like my opinion’s ever stopped you from doin’ shit anyway. ” He replies, gesturing towards his mother’s office next to the garage. If that was how Clay was going to handle things then fine. He was also sure some petty side comment from his stepfather wasn’t actually going to upset his mother, but at least he’d be prepared for it just in case      

“ I never said that guilt ain’t on Stahl’s head too, she’ll get hers. But you’re the one who actually thought Opie would turn rat. ” Jax narrows his eyes, not quite as skilled in the art of schooling his expression as Clay was. 

“ I am gonna do whatever it takes to make shit right. For Ope’s sake. ”

“And tell me, when does my opinion stop you from doing things? Shit’s changed. You’ve not been the same, since the boy was born, since Tara came back.”  He wasn’t sure how things had gotten this bad. There was a time that Jax actually listened when he said something. Shit was a mess. 

“I believe I said we weren’t discussing this shit. It’s done. You can’t tell me that you never thought it too. The evidence said that he did.” 

He rolled his eyes. “What are you going to do, Son? Kill me. Tell everyone what you think you know. You couldn’t do any of that, if you tried. You don’t have that in you. You never have.” 

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junkiewhcre:

                         Donna was gone. And no, they hadn’t been close in awhile, but there had been a point when Donna had been the best friend she’d ever had. They’d been close as sisters, junior and senior years high school, and even when she’d gotten back to Charming, in spite of the fact that Donna had been married and settled and domestic and shit, they’d still been close, again. She’d helped babysit Kenny and Ellie. She’d helped Donna stay sane, while Opie was inside. And it was only after a particularly nasty fight with Donna about her partying getting a little out of hand that she’d pulled away. There had been a small reprieve to that, when she’d gotten back from rehab, and it was Donna who had taken her to the first few doctor’s appointments when she was pregnant with Abel, but they’d drifted again. Opie was back, and Jax was gone, and Opie, obviously, had sided with Jax, and Donna had gotten pulled into that. She didn’t blame her. But it meant that when Donna died, she hadn’t really ever had a chance to try to make things right with her. She hadn’t fixed their friendship. And she now she never could.

And the stupid shit Jax pulled at the funeral was just…icing on that cake. And as much as she knew she needed to keep herself on her path, she also knew that it didn’t matter. It didn’t matter at all. Even if she got her shit together, even if she was clean and around, even if Gemma wanted to try to use her to push Tara out, it wouldn’t matter. Jax had Tara back. He wouldn’t want anyone else, and it wouldn’t take long for Tara to worm her way into his brain, and all his talk about wanting her to be in Abel’s life would end. She knew that. She knew Tara. Insecure and petty. That was Tara fucking Knowles. And her being back, her demanding Jax’s attention again, her wanting to be in control of everything in Jax’s life just…was the writing on the wall. She was never going to get her family back. She was never going to have that. She was never going to get to be Abel’s mom, if Tara had her way, if she got Jax to think that he didn’t want it either.

So why bother staying clean? Why bother with that fucking half-way house? She hated that shit, hated communal living like that. There was no point. And she was half way to figuring out how to get herself enough cash to go score something- she didn’t even give a shit what- when Clay appeared, spoke to her.

She’d always loved Clay. He was like her- not really a part of the family, but clinging to the edges. A replacement for JT as much as she was a replacement for Tara. And she figured he saw that, too. That he knew that, too. But they’d never spoken about it. It was just this unspoken understanding. And his reassurance that he liked her better did bring a smile to her lips, because she believed that- although she was less sure that Gemma liked her better so much as Gemma knew she wasn’t a threat to her. But the faint smile was as far as it went.

          “ It doesn’t matter. You know that, Clay. You remember what he’s like, with her. I could stick around, for my son, and maybe be go from being his wife to being his piece on the side, again. Or I can just… ” She had to swallow down a sudden overwhelming need to cry, eyes falling, fingers fumbling for a cigarette, anything to mask that she was starting to fall apart. “ I can just…accept that stuck up skank is gonna be the woman my son thinks of a mother. And go away. I’m sure Jax would much rather that. Less trouble. ”

Jax could be an idiot. That was a given. Clay didn’t often tell the boy that, although he was hardly a boy, but it was true. He didn’t tell Gemma that either, because then it became one of those fights. Clay felt like shit about what happened to Donna, and after the look on Jax’ face at Donna’s funeral, he knew that was going to become an issue. But, he didn’t like what Tara did at the funeral. That was not the place to bring Jax drama to.  He knew all women were full of drama, but that had frustrated him. It had frustrated Gemma too, but for other reasons.

He knew the kid was important though, and he was Wendy’s son. Sure, she’d made some shit choices, but so had Jax. He’d walked away.  Again, he tried to stay out of that whole thing, but still, it had been a big fucking mess, just like this situation with Donna. But, he still didn’t like that Wendy felt like shit about it.  He could be notoriously hard to read but Wendy had been important to him. She spent more time talking to him, looking him in the eye than Tara did. She’d always seemed to respect him and didn’t look at him like he was beneath her. He knew what it was like to feel on the inside, but not completely.  Truth be told, JT would always be Gemma’s Tara. Sure, she’d fucked Clay, but she still talked about JT at times, like he’d been a God with a golden dick.

          “But what’s better for your kid? Sure Jax probably would want his thing on the side, because we both know she ain’t going to do everything he wants, but the kid is cute as hell. He deserves to know who his mother is. Did you screw shit up? Yeah, damn right. But Jax walked out on that kid. You gonna walk out on him now too? let some pretentious doctor whose Jax has been up for over a decade, even though I’m guessing he’s never actually got that from her, scare you off?”