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Forbidden Fruit - Chapter Three

A/N: First attempt at Sons of Anarchy fanfiction. It’s been awhile since i watched the show, so i’m sorry if my characters aren’t in character. This is part 3 of maybe 7. I have it plotted, but not really sure how many chapters it will take to get through it. Feedback is always appreciated. Thanks to my beta @thorne93. You rock.

Characters: Reader, Jax, Opie, Chibs.

Pairing: Eventual Reader x Jax

Warnings: Language, angst,

Wordcount: 1900

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Just an average girl She always wore a smile She was cheerful and happy for a short while Now she’s older, things are getting colder Life’s not what she thought, she wished someone had told her She told you she was down, you let it slip by So from then on she kept it on the inside She told herself she was alright But she was telling white lies Can’t you tell? Look at her dull eyes Tried to stop herself from crying almost every night But she knew there was no chance of feeling alright Summer came by, all she wore was long sleeves ‘Cause those cuts on her wrists were bleeding through you see She knew she was depressed, didn’t want to admit it Didn’t think she fit it, everyone seemed to miss it She carried on like a soldier with a battle wound Bleeding out from every cut her body consumed She had no friends at school, all alone she sat And if someone were to notice she would blame the cat But those cuts on her wrist, they were no mistake But no one cared enough to save her from this self hate Things were going down, never really up And here she is now stuck in this stupid rut She knew exactly what she had to do next Just stand on that chair and tie the rope around her neck She wrote a letter with her hand shaking wild “Look at me now, are you proud of your precious child?” But she knew that her parents weren’t the ones to blame It was the world that should bow down its head in shame She stood up on the chair and looked out at the moon Just don’t think, it’ll all be over soon The chair fell down as she took her final breath It’s all over, all gone, now she’s greeting death Her Mum walks in, she falls down to the floor And now nothing can take back what she just saw The little girl that she raised is just hanging there Her body’s pale and her face is violently bare She sees the note and unfolds it with care All she does is stare, “How can this be fair?” She starts reading as the tears roll down her face “I’m sorry Mom but this world is just not my place I’ve tried for so long to fix this and fit in I’ve come to realize this world’s full of sin There’s nothing for me here, I’m just a waste of space I’ve got no reason to stay here with this awful race It’s a disgrace, I was misplaced Born in the wrong time, and in the wrong place It’s OK though, 'cause you’ll see me soon You’ll know when your time has come, just look at the moon As it shines bright, throughout the night And remember everyone’s facing their own fight But I can’t deal with the pain, I’m not a fighter You’ll make it through the night, just hug your pillow tighter So let the world know, that I died in vain Because the world around me, is the one to blame And I know in a year, you’ll forget I’m gone 'Cause I’m not really something to be dwelled on That’s what they used to tell me, all those kids at school So I’m going by the law majority rules My presence on this earth is not needed any longer And if anything, I hope this makes you stronger You’re the best friend, that I ever had Such a shame I had to make you so very sad But just remember that you meant everything to me And to my heart, you’re the only one that held the key Now it’s time to go, I’m running out of space to write And yes I lost my fight, but please just hold on tight I’m watching over you, from the clouds above And sending down the purest and whitest dove To watch over you, and be my helpful eye So this is it, world, goodbye.”

Courtney Parker “Her Last Words” (via suicide-is-my-salvation)

reblog and make a wish! this was removed from tumbrl due to “violating one or more of Tumblr’s Community Guidelines”, but since my wish came true the first time, I’m putting it back. :)

The Lost Girls

Request: Your the VP of an all-female MC and you all go to Charming, you and Jax fall for each other. 👯

THIS WILL BE MULTIPLE PARTS. Sorry this is a bit short. The next part will be longer and will be up soon. xx

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You had always been in love with the lifestyle. Your childhood had been filled with the constant roar of motorcycles and it was only inevitable that you’d end up being a part of the life. Motorcycle clubs had always had a certain stereotype. Big burly men with beards stuffed into leather that was clearly too tight. The Lost Girls were a little different, however. You were the VP of an all female motorcycle club. This life wasn’t cut out for everyone, it was a very specific type of lifestyle that asked for a lot. You must follow without question, trust without proof, and be someone people can depend on, always. But for you, it was everything you’d ever wanted. There’s a certain rush that comes when you flirt with danger. An adrenaline rush that comes with being affiliated with something so notorious and known world wide as the Hells Angels, the Bandidos, or the Sons of Anarchy. There’s a satisfaction that comes with being respected by the citizens or feared by them. There’s the knowing that so many people want to be you, to be where you are, but they never will be. But the thing that made you want it the most was something you had craved your whole life. A bond stronger than that of blood, a dedication to each other’s lives that most people would never understand. Your problems were everyone’s problems, and theirs were yours. It was loyalty, it was a sisterhood, it was a family. You hadn’t been VP for long, a little over a year maybe. But you were good at it. Your president was good too. You were both young, but you were already wise. Older members of the club respected you, both of you, but it hadn’t always been so easy. You had had to fight, to prove your worth, and you weren’t proud of the things you’d done to get to where you are. But your club was everything you were, everything you had left. Your father had been a member of a motorcycle club and both your parents had been killed by a rival gang. Maria Garcia had taken you in and raised you along with her own daughter. Ella was like a sister to you, and Maria hadn’t been pleased when both of you had joined the Lost Girls. She had fled her home years ago, when she found out she was pregnant, and her past had been filled with Club affiliations. She had raised Ella alone before taking you in as well, and despite all your promises to her she was still angry about you both being in the club. The club had a reputation, and despite being the only female MC in the state, you had made your mark. People feared you. They knew not to mess with you. You took what you were owed and nothing could stand in the way of the club getting whatever they wanted. You were notorious.

The wind blew through your hair as you pulled your helmet off. The street was quiet and you leant against your bike as you pulled your cigarettes out of your pocket. You had woken up to a missed call and a text from your President telling you to get to the clubhouse by 10. It was 9.30 now, and her bike wasn’t outside yet. “What’s going on?” You turned and smiled as you saw Scully walking out of the clubhouse. She was an older member of the club, and someone that you turned to when you needed to talk. Smoke left your lips as you exhaled with a shrug and you ran your hand through your hair. “No idea.” You said and stood straight. The sound of bikes roaring down the street caught your attention and you turned as four bikes came into view. You stood with Scully as the bikes stopped in front of your clubhouse and the women got off. Ella was the first to leave her bike and you smiled to her. You had always been close, and now that she was President and you were VP you were even closer. “What’s this about?” You asked her as she approached, her brown hair blowing gently in the breeze. “I dunno. But we’re about to find out.” You followed her gaze and saw her mothers car pull up in front of the clubhouse. “Ma called this?” You asked as you dragged on your cigarette. Ella nodded and sighed. “Says she needs to talk.” You exchanged a look with her and turned to watch the older woman get out of her car. The whole club loved Maria. She was a mother figure to many, and to the older members she was a trusted friend. She had never approved of her daughter being a part of this lifestyle but she had accepted that no matter what she said Ella wouldn’t leave. So she had done what she could do to embrace the club. Everyone respected her, asked her for advice, for comfort, and she loved each of you just as much. The rest of the club arrived and you all entered the clubhouse together. The Lost Girls weren’t a big club, there was only two charters, and the few nomads. Your charter had only 9 members, and a few prospects. But it was enough, and when you were together you were unstoppable.

“Whats going on Ma?” Ella asked as she sat in her seat at the head of the table. It was the three of you in the room, Ella, Maria and yourself. The rest of the club would join once you knew what was going on. Maria sighed and looked at her daughter lovingly. “Its always been you and me, my Ella.” She smiled and turned to you. “Until you came along.” You smiled warmly at the woman who had raised you and you wondered where this was heading. “There’s a reason I wanted you to stay away from this life. But it was naive of me to think I could stop you. Its in your blood.” Ella frowned slightly and looked at her mother. “What do you mean?” Maria sighed again before continuing. “When I found out I was pregnant I ran. Your father never knew. You never asked about your father, and I thank you for that. Its always been painful for me. But its time that you knew.” You exchanged a glance with Ella. “Ella when you were born I gave you your fathers last name. He was a good man, he never deserved not to know you. But I was scared. I had to protect you.” “Ma what are you saying?” Ella asked. She laid her hands on the table and leant towards her mother. “His name was Marcus. Marcus Alvarez. He was a member of a club, the Mayans. I haven’t heard from him since I left that town, he never knew where I went, or why. He still doesn’t know about you. But I got a phone call last night. It wasn’t him, it was from is cousin. But he’s in trouble, and I think he could use your help.” Ella watched her mother carefully before she spoke. “My father was in a club?” She asked quietly. Maria nodded and smiled warmly towards her daughter, as her eyes filed with tears. “Hes the president of the Mayans.” She said. “Thats why your so good at what you do, its in your blood.” Ella smiled before glancing towards you. You nodded your approval and she turned back to her mother. “You want us to help him?” She asked her. Maria smiled and reached out to squeeze her daughters hand. She nodded slowly before speaking. “I want you to know who your father is.” The women smiled to each other and you stood to let the rest of the members in. They took their seats and watched their President carefully. After explaining to them what her mother had said Ella paused to look at you. You nodded reassuringly and she took a deep breath. “So what does this mean?” Ruth asked from across the table. “It means we’re going to Charming, California.”

10 Easy Changes You Can Make To Your Lifestyle To Be Happier And Healthier Almost Instantly

I’ve been having some issues lately with staying positive and pushing myself to build healthy habits. At times I get too wrapped up in work and friends and my education that I forget that I’m a human being and that I need to put myself higher on my list of priorities. I have a major problems with articles that claim they have “easy” tips for being happy and healthy overnight. It’s really not that simple, and I’m not going to lie, the ones below aren’t a cakewalk for everyone, but I thought they were useful in my own experience and wanted to share them with you. 

Every time you reach for a soda or an extra coffee, switch it out for water. It provides a healthier and more long term boost of energy by clearing out those mentally depressing toxins from your body. 

Meditate once a day. Even if it’s only 30 seconds in the morning after you’ve finished getting ready, take a step back and devote some time to becoming calm and clearing your head to increase focus and encourage a peaceful mindset. 

Exercise. Don’t create a hardcore 2 hour daily workout routine right off the bat after months of little to no activity. Start small, maybe 10 abdominal exercises, 10 leg exercises, and 10 weighted tricep curls on each arm paired with a 15 minute walk around the block. There. That’s only roughly 30 minutes of your day and you’re not even sweaty enough to have to shower afterwards. 

Use natural ingredients as skin care. Moisturize with coconut oil, make your own essential oils and charcoal face wash, soap, and bath bombs, and maybe devote 1-2 days of the week to wearing no make up (if you wear it every day) in order to let your skin breathe. 

Keep your space organised. When you’ve just changed and that sweater you wore today is on the floor, take the two extra seconds to hang it up or fold it and put it away. When you’re done with your meal, rinse it and put it in the dish washer. It’s not that difficult to prevent your home from becoming a pig sty. 

Make your bed every morning. It’s a good habit to have, it makes your room look nice and clean, even if there are some things on the floor, and it makes it look even more appealing when you look over at 11 PM and decide whether to watch another episode of your Netflix obsession or get some beauty rest. 

Speaking of sleep, do it! Regularly! It is essential to your health and happiness to get a good amount of sleep every night. 7-10 hours is the recommended amount of nightly rest you should fit in, so set a bedtime and your alarm and get that shut eye. 

Spend the time to treat yourself. If you think a 20 minute sheet mask or some extra time to have a cup of tea and read your latest pick from the library shelves, set that time aside to enjoy yourself and wind down. You need the time to recharge, so keep that high on your priority list.  

Keep a planner. It may be something you’re already doing, but if you’re not, this is a life changing habit to have. Every morning, write down your to-do list, your schedule, and any reminders. Save some room on your calendar for any plans that may pop up and your life will instantly be more organised and you’ll be way less likely to forget that really important due date.

Don’t push positivity if it isn’t there. Nobody is happy and bubbly and super motivated all the time, so don’t spend all of your time reblogging positivity quotes on Tumblr or trying to ignore every emotion that is “negative”. You’re human. Life happens and sometimes you’ll be just plain blue. It’s healthy to acknowledge the feelings that make you feel hopeless and unmotivated and seem all too frequent. The sun will shine tomorrow and you will find more and more reasons to fill every moment with meaning every single day. 

Here’s to future health and happiness for you all. Cheers! x

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Resources: Master List of WQA Posts

Beginning a Story: New to Writing Advice for Teen Writers Getting Better at Writing How to Perfect Your Writing Creating the Perfect Writing Space Finding the Time to Write Beginning a Novel Figuring Out a Plot How to Give Your Story a Purpose Resolving Plot Points Building a Story Off a Loose Timeline Outlining a Scene How to Tell if a Scene is Necessary Outlining and Planning a Series The Series Arc vs Each Book’s Arc Brainstorming for Ideas  Finding Focus During a Storm of Ideas Turning Ideas into a Story Finding an Entry Point Into Your Story The Opening Line The Opening Scene Introducing Characters Where to Post Fiction Online Concerned About Plagiarism When Posting Story Online What is NaNoWriMo? NaNoWriMo Tips Collaborating With Another Writer Coming Up with a Title

Character Development: Character Authenticity Recognizing a Flat Character Fleshing Out a Flat Character Choosing a Personality Different Kinds of Antagonists Strong Female Protagonists Name Resources How to Write a Witty Character Tricks for Visualizing Your Character Figuring Out Who Your Characters Are Creating a Truly Evil Villain Ethnicity and Skin Tone Literal Skin Tones: An Experiment To Kill or Not Kill a Character Alternatives to Character Worksheets Finding Your Character’s Voice Keeping Character Personalities Separate and Unique Good and Bad Reasons to Kill a Character Emotionally Muted Characters Levels of Friendship 

Copyright: Referencing Other Works in Fiction Using Real People as Characters Fiction Based on Original Works Plagiarism & Sharing Your Story Online Acceptable Borrowing Description: Describing Skin Tones About Describing Ethnicity The Great Ethnicity Debate How to Make Simple Writing More Vivid Describing Physical Appearance Writing Fight Scenes and Elemental Magic Horror by Daylight Horror in Darkness Describing Actions Describing Clothing and Appearance Fight Scene Resources Battlefield Scene Resources Battlefield Aftermath Avoiding the Info Dump Give Your Story a Darker Tone Weaving Details Into the Story Describing Architecture Describing Everyday Settings

Dialogue: How Much is Too Much? Cutting Dialogue Down Portraying Sign Language in Dialogue Balancing Description and Dialogue Writing Dialogue Writing Accents Translating Foreign Language for the Reader Making Dialogue More Detailed Reducing Name Tagging Smooth Dialogue & Tag Help Dialogue Tags and Punctuation “Said” and Dialogue Tags Getting Dialogue to Flow Smoothly

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Plot and Story Structure:

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Story Elements:

Tone and Theme Suspense, Climax, and Ending Conflict and Tension Foreshadowing Symbolism Making a Point Without Tongue-Wagging Writer Responsibility Accounting for Lost Time in Scene Transitions Flashbacks Alternatives to Flashbacks

World Building and Setting:

Establishing a Non-Traditional Fantasy Setting Creating a Fictional Calendar Creating a Language Telling Time Without Clocks Going Too Far with Fantasy? Map Making Creating Religion in a Fictional World Cultural Appropriation Creating and Naming Kingdoms Setting Your Story in an Unfamiliar Place Choosing a Setting for Your Story Naming Things Setting Your Story in a Fictional Town How to Set Up an Oppressive Government

Writing Process: How I Plan Drafts Timelines Organizational Tools Budgeting Your Time