Claiming My Place

AN: I know, I know. I've been hiding, but my muse deserted me, but she seems to have come back with a vengeance today. I've been working on the next chapter of Second Chance at Forever and then this just popped into my head. I had to take a break and get it down cause it was messing with SCaF.
I'm in love with Sons of Anarchy, but sometimes it really ticks me off. So this is just my take on what Tara should do. Picks up at the end of SoA 305.
I own nothing.

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Claiming My Place

Lying in bed, stroking my belly just below my navel, I can't help but think of Jax. I know what he's doing and I know why. He's protecting me, but see the problem with Jax and his misguided notions is this. I'm his Old Lady and with Gemma out of the loop and chained to that hospital bed, I'm the head Old Lady around here and I refuse to let her down. Not to mention, refusing to raise this baby alone. Not only that, but everyone in Charming knew I was Jax Teller's Old Lady. Guess what that gets me without the family's protection? A great big fucking target on my back. The Chinese, the One-Niners, and the Mayans all know who I am and where to fucking find me. Not a good position to be in, in my opinion.

Claiming My Place

AN: I know, I know. I've been hiding, but my muse deserted me, but she seems to have come back with a vengeance today. I've been working on the next chapter of Second Chance at Forever and then this just popped into my head. I had to take a break and get it down cause it was messing with SCaF.
I'm in love with Sons of Anarchy, but sometimes it really ticks me off. So this is just my take on what Tara should do. Picks up at the end of SoA 305.
I own nothing.

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Claiming My Place

Lying in bed, stroking my belly just below my navel, I can't help but think of Jax. I know what he's doing and I know why. He's protecting me, but see the problem with Jax and his misguided notions is this. I'm his Old Lady and with Gemma out of the loop and chained to that hospital bed, I'm the head Old Lady around here and I refuse to let her down. Not to mention, refusing to raise this baby alone. Not only that, but everyone in Charming knew I was Jax Teller's Old Lady. Guess what that gets me without the family's protection? A great big fucking target on my back. The Chinese, the One-Niners, and the Mayans all know who I am and where to fucking find me. Not a good position to be in, in my opinion.

The Lion's Prey

Disclaimer: Queer as Folk is not mine unfortunately.
AN: I know, I know. Y'all are about to kill me. It's been over two months since I've posted anything. I suck and I apologize. Real life, a few rounds of the flu and now a respiratory infection and writer's block have just killed my muse.
This oneshot was meant to be a drabble. Just a few hundred words to get me going, but as I started writing, the words started flowing and well 1700+ words later and here we are. I hope you enjoy it.

The Lion's Prey

A Queer as Folk OneShot

Season 1 Episode 20

Set after Justin wins the King of Babylon contest.

His crown perched on his head proudly, he glides across the floor toward me, the sea of queers parting for him as they cheer his victory dancing to the thumpa thumpa.
"Did you see me?" He asks as he stops in front of me. The thrill of victory making him even more gorgeous than usual.
"Yeah, I saw you." I replied, nonchalantly. I refuse to allow him or anyone else to see how proud of him I am. How much his dancing turned you on and made you want to rip him off the stage and carry him out of there like a neanderthal.
"Well?" He asks, sticking out his chin, his eyebrows climbing up his forehead as he pushes for my approval.
Well, he's not getting it. I think. I can't give him that. It will only cement him to me even more. Instead, I respond with, "I think that contest was rigged."