TRINITY ASHBY

Ashby blood. Shop girl at the boutique. Caught between the IRA, SAMCRO, and a past I can’t outrun

[TRINITY ASHBY @IrishTeller_]

☘️ "Blood runs thicker than secrets."

— Trinity Ashby | Sons of Anarchy RP
— Independent • Gritty • Mature Themes (18+)
— Open to Canon, AUs, & Crossovers

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[TRINITY ASHBY @IrishTeller_]

That’s a heavy thing to carry.
I’m sorry about your friends. Truly. Loss like that doesn’t just… leave. It stays with you, even when the world keeps movin’ on like nothin’ happened.
I’m here if ye want to talk more. Or if ye just need someone to sit with it for a bit.

[Clay Jensen @anxietyjensn]

@IrishTeller_ I'm Clay I have a shitty highschool life my three best friend have passed away and I still can't get over it

[TRINITY ASHBY @IrishTeller_]

Ye look like someone’s been holdin’ onto a lot for a long time.
I’m Trinity. Don’t know your story… but I know that look.
Ye don’t have to talk. But if ye ever want to, I’m here.
@anxietyjensn

[TRINITY ASHBY @IrishTeller_]

Mornin’ from Charming.
Coffee’s strong, thoughts are louder.

Still gettin’ used to this place… and everythin’ that comes with it.

Anyone else awake and feelin’ the weight of it all? I’m listenin’.

♡⃕ for short interaction.
↫for long interaction.
ᴰᴹ to plot.

[TRINITY ASHBY @IrishTeller_]

@BelfastKill “I’m not askin’ for every detail. Just… don’t shut me out, Killian. We’re in this together. Whatever ‘this’ ends up bein’.” She held his gaze, voice soft but steady.
“Talk to me. Even if it’s only a little.”

[TRINITY ASHBY @IrishTeller_]

Starter for @BelfastKill

The motel room on the edge of Charming was quiet except for the rain tapping against the window. A single lamp threw weak yellow light across the worn carpet and the half-empty takeaway containers on the table. ~

[TRINITY ASHBY @IrishTeller_]

@BelfastKill “You’ve been somewhere else in your head since we arrived. I can tell. You’ve got that same look you get when you’re carryin’ somethin’ you’re not ready to put down.” She stood and walked over, stopping a couple of feet from him.~

[TRINITY ASHBY @IrishTeller_]

📲 Liam.
💬 Callum’s on the move.
💬 ETA’s lookin’ like later tonight, maybe early hours if the roads stay clear.
💬 He’s bringin’ what he can.
We’ll have every bit of SAMBEL strength we need once he’s here.
💬 I’ll keep ye posted the second I hear more. Stay sharp.

[Liam Teller @BelfastGhost_]

📲 : {@IrishTeller_ }
⠀ 💬 : trinity what’s the word on callum’s ETA to charming ??
⠀ 💬 : we need every bit of SAMBEL strength on the ground right now .
⠀ 💬 : keep me posted.

[TRINITY ASHBY @IrishTeller_]

Anyone breathes too loud near our line, they won’t take another one. I’ll see to it.
I’ll be at the crossroads.
Won’t be late.
Should we call @KingOfTheDocks in on this, or do we keep it tighter for now?

[TRINITY ASHBY @IrishTeller_]

Patience isn’t hesitation. I know the difference.
Jackson can cling to that gavel all he likes.
Wood doesn’t stop what’s comin’. Neither will his little kingdom of ghosts.
I’m done waitin’ in the shadows too.
Killian’s got the numbers. Cathal’s got the match. ~

[Liam Teller @BelfastGhost_]

I’ll see you at the crossroads. Don’t be late.

[TRINITY ASHBY @IrishTeller_]

And I’m ready to be the steel.
Before dawn. No bikes. No leather. Just silence and the work.
Fog rolls in tonight... thick enough to hide whatever needs hidin’.
Perimeter stays locked. ~

[TRINITY ASHBY @IrishTeller_]

That’s the whole of it.
Stop lookin’ for a fire where there isn’t one.

[TRINITY ASHBY @IrishTeller_]

That look isn’t about petrol bombs.
There’s nothin’ goin’ on with me and Callum.
Nothin’ to spit out. Nothin’ for ye to be the last ghost about. Cathal and Liam can keep squintin’ at each other all they like.
I’m still your sister. He’s still brother-in-arms. ~

[ᴋɪʟʟɪᴀɴ ᴛᴇʟʟᴇʀ @BelfastKill]

@IrishTeller_ @BelfastGhost_ If there’s something going on with me sister and our brother-in-arms, stop whispering like schoolgirls and spit it out. I don't like being the last ghost to know what's happening in me own house.

[TRINITY ASHBY @IrishTeller_]

We move like shadows.
Until it’s time not to.
Check-in’s tonight.
If it goes sideways before then, I’ll light it up first.
You won’t have to come riding alone.

Nothin’ swallows us.
Not here. Not ever.

[TRINITY ASHBY @IrishTeller_]

Liam.

Postcard on the surface. Teeth underneath.
I see it clear as day.

SAMCRO can keep their blacktop.
We’re not here to ask permission.

Hands on the grips. Mind on the exit.
I’ll remind Killian and Cathal, no slip-ups, no noise until we decide there is. ~

[Liam Teller @BelfastGhost_]

I’ll be waiting for that check-in tonight. If things go sideways before then, you light it up and I’ll come riding.Nothing swallows us.

[TRINITY ASHBY @IrishTeller_]

As for the next move…
We choke the lookouts first. Quiet. Clean.
No alarms. No warning.
Let them wake up already bleeding and realise the doors were never locked against us.

Then we decide how loud the rest of it gets. I’m with ye.
Tell me when.

[TRINITY ASHBY @IrishTeller_]

Liam.

I hear every word.

Rotten wood or not, their secrets are already out.
Chapel votes and gavels mean nothin’ when the storm’s already at the door.
Killian’s got the numbers.
Cathal’s ready with the match.
And I’ll be the iron when the order comes — no hesitation. ~

[Liam Teller @BelfastGhost_]

We’re taking back what’s ours, piece by bloody piece. Tell me, what’s our next move on the perimeter ?? Do we trip their alarms to rattle Jackson’s boys, or do we choke out their lookouts quietly before they even know the doors are breached??

[TRINITY ASHBY @IrishTeller_]

Jackson can sit on that throne of dust all he likes.
We didn’t cross an ocean to watch him play king.
Perimeter stays tight. Eyes open. Ears sharper.
No SAMCRO filth crosses our line, I’ll make sure of it.

[TRINITY ASHBY @IrishTeller_]

That’s the only part I’m claimin’ out loud.
Delete this before Maureen, Keith + all SAMBEL sees it.

[TRINITY ASHBY @IrishTeller_]

Ye just had to go there, didn’t ye?Brother-in-arms is one thing...
Callin’ us lovebirds in front of the whole timeline is another.
There’s nothin’ to deny… because there’s nothin’ to tell.
[Keep tellin’ yerself that, Trin.]
He’s family. You’re family. ~

[ᴄathal ᴍcgee @KingOfTheDocks]

With me sister @IrishTeller_ and me brother-in-arms.
He’s not blood, but he’s family all the same.

And these two lovebirds?
I know there’s somethin’ there even if the pair of them keep denyin’ it.

Aye. Family’s family.