So, I've begun to binge Sons Of Anarchy again. I have two seperate stories of my own coming up soon and also one I'm collaborating with CananaBananalism on, but that one won't be coming out for awhile considering she is swamped with other stories and other collaborations but I have this for my self for the time being.
When I publish the actual story this one shot pertains to, I'll give a few more details but lets focus on this for right now hmm?
Jax Teller . . .
Death sits in the seat beside me, and what a lovely couple we make.
She smiles and laughs, this twisted little thing, and I have to say I have never feared someone before. But this little monster, wrapped in lace and ink, she is something fierce and unmoving and I cannot compete with the ferocity.
I think she sang to me once, but the words with garbled in that language of hers and it sent a chill so deep into my spine that I never recovered.
She is beautiful and unchanging like the sun, impossible to focus on for too long, cus she might make you go blind.
And I mean, she'll use that knife of hers to cut your eyes out.
She would never touch me, and I know that, but she has this way about her that makes you remember what she has done every time you look at her. Every gory detail laid out for the world to see, and she is untouchable by anyone.
Except for me.
I just had to get this itch out before I jump the him and post a half completed story again. There could be more one shots before I actually post the story. If anyone wants to see them.