Erin Lindsay

This is a Sons of Anarchy role call for Divine Kindred. Below are just some of the roles which we have available for this verse. If these or any other are of interest to you please send us a message.

• Jax Teller

• Tig Trager

• Chibs Telford

• Happy Lowman

• Gemma Teller

• Wendy Case

• Opie Winston

Carla Roson #Elite

• #Mayans

• 21+

• @divinekindred

• WT: #RockGod

• Trigger warnings for dark themes

Suddenly she heard her name being screamed out for. And damn she was having a great dream too.* What the fuck? *Flipping out of bed, she took the clock in her hand and set it down.* 6:30? I wanted to sleep in. Bobby knocked. "Hey, Doc, we got an emergency out front. We need ya." Of course they did.

Hauling her ass out of bed as fast as she could she was in her t-shirt and underwear* What do we got? And where is Jax?

Cut off his pants. I need access to his ass. Again. *She rolled her eyes.* At least the bite isn't too far off from the last one. It won't leave much more of a scar. *Looking to Bobby Tara nodded for him to pour the bottle of Jameson on Tig's ass.

Listening to him scream was almost satisfying enough.* Don't be a pussy. "It hurts, Doc! It fucking hurts!" Then don't get bit, Tig. *Tara started stitching up the wound* You know, Jax, I can't keep stealing supplies from the hospital forever. I'll get fired eventually. *She worked with steady hands as Juice had become her nurse and blotted up the blood with sponges. She looked up.* You're doing good Juice.

*After the surgery was completed, she patted Tig's thigh.* You're done. But we need to catch that dog to see if it had rabies. Or you'll have to get shots. And if you think this hurt, wait till you get those.

Like your from Ireland, I was barely able to save his life. I was thinking... since I can get a business loan. Maybe I can find another pediatrician at the hospital that will go into business with me. We can set up an offic in Charming to see patients.

Suddenly she heard her name being screamed out for. And damn she was having a great dream too.* What the fuck? *Flipping out of bed, she took the clock in her hand and set it down.* 6:30? I wanted to sleep in. Bobby knocked. "Hey, Doc, we got an emergency out front. We need ya." Of course they did.

Hauling her ass out of bed as fast as she could she was in her t-shirt and underwear* What do we got? And where is Jax?

Cut off his pants. I need access to his ass. Again. *She rolled her eyes.* At least the bite isn't too far off from the last one. It won't leave much more of a scar. *Looking to Bobby Tara nodded for him to pour the bottle of Jameson on Tig's ass.

Listening to him scream was almost satisfying enough.* Don't be a pussy. "It hurts, Doc! It fucking hurts!" Then don't get bit, Tig. *Tara started stitching up the wound* You know, Jax, I can't keep stealing supplies from the hospital forever. I'll get fired eventually. *She worked with steady hands as Juice had become her nurse and blotted up the blood with sponges. She looked up.* You're doing good Juice.

*After the surgery was completed, she patted Tig's thigh.* You're done. But we need to catch that dog to see if it had rabies. Or you'll have to get shots. And if you think this hurt, wait till you get those.

“I'm giving you a win well above your pay grade. You get your devil and you punch your ticket out of this cesspool.” Writer of @divinekindred writing group. Multiverse fanfiction blog.

“When I look at my day, I realize that most of it was spent cleaning up the damage of the day before. In that life I don't have a future, all I have is distraction and remorse.” Writer for @divinekindred writing group. Multiverse fanfiction blog.

“ꜱᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜ ᴄᴏᴍᴇꜱ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ: ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ, ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ, ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴀᴛɪꜱꜰᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ʜᴀʀᴅ ᴡᴏʀᴋ. ᴛʜᴏꜱᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡʜᴏʟᴇ. ᴛʜᴏꜱᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ ᴛᴏ ʜᴏʟᴅ ᴏɴᴛᴏ.” Multiverse fanfiction blog. Writer of @divinekindred writing group.