#JOANNNNN

[disastrouslydared]

Makeover, Makeover!

Okay, so this is my first non-oc fic soooooo please be nice with criticisms….😭. This was cross-posted on AO3!

Joan had been begging and pleading for weeks for Confucius to let her revise him in her style, but the man kept refusing. It was only until she made that one face that he just couldn't help but accept her offer that she finally found a way in…

“Confucius, stay still! It’ll smudge!”

Confucius whined as he turned his face away from his increasingly irritated yet amused girlfriend, his eyes screwed shut while Joan rolled hers. “I don’t wanna be a black-eyed monster!”

Joan was sitting in Confucius’s lap with one of his wrists in her hand and the other resting on his cheek while he lay on his back, his free arm shielding his face and his legs bent to make her more comfortable. Joan had been trying to “gothify” Confucius for weeks now and he kept refusing, saying he preferred his blue hair and big “tentish” clothes. He liked being bright and interesting to look at! Not that Joan wasn’t interesting to look at, at least he thought she was. It wasn’t until Joan gave him that look she knew would make him unable to refuse that he begrudgingly agreed and accepted her invitation to stay the night at her place.

“Confucius, baby, no one will tell any kind of stories about you.” She saw his expression drop into a pouted one and quickly backtracked. “In a good way! You’ll still look cute, babe! It’s just black makeup, that’s all I’m doing!” Joan cupped his cheek with a reassuring smile as he opened one of his eyes. He pressed his lips into a fine line before he sighed and turned to look up at her full.

Her magenta-dyed strands brushed against his face and tickled his skin, the feeling of her shallow breaths making him want to squirm underneath her again. It didn’t help she wasn’t in her usual gothic attire, having traded it for more comfortable fitting clothes.

A grungy black t-shirt with the title of some indie film he didn’t recognize (not that he recognized most of the merch she got from those film festivals-), loose skull-patterned shorts, and her bangs that’d she decided to grow out to look more like her clone mother were clipped back with a bright blue barrette. The change in clothes had Confucius reeling and was the main reason he could stay still for her, and why he was as red as Joan’s lipstick. But he wasn’t the only one having a hard time.

Joan had been a mess ever since Confucius stepped foot in her house, that smile of his beaming down at her making her heart speed up three times faster than usual. He’d ditched his typical blue jacket and pink plaid shirt, choosing to wear a pink sweatshirt, his usual black pants, and his bright white trainers. It wasn’t a huge difference, but when she saw the way that sweatshirt hugged his arms, she knew it was over for her.

Joan and Confucius stared at each other for a while. Joan held her liquid eyeliner like a knife to his eyelid, and Confucius’s hand held her wrist away from his face. “Confucius, baby, you’re gonna be fine.” She reassured him before leaning down to kiss his forehead, feeling him melt into her sheets as he had that goofy lovesick grin on his lips. That was all he needed.

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“I need a new name now, Confucius isn’t gonna cut it.” Confucius stood in front of her bathroom mirror admiring himself and doing several poses with dumb faces to match. Joan had made him the most mall-goth version of himself he’d never imagined.

His eyes had copious amounts of black eyeliner that was a bit spiky and eye-catching. Joan gave him fake bridges and snake bite piercings by sticking some silver body gems onto him. “Oh, oh, how about… Lex. Oooh, or —and hear me out about this— Ripper.” He flexed his arms in the mirror with manly grunts and growls, but to Joan, he just looked silly. Hot, but silly.

“I am not letting you change your name!” She laughed between her words as she hung off his shoulders. Confucius didn’t really mean what he was saying; he was only doing so to hear Joan’s laughter fill the bathroom. He looked down at her with a similar expression before rubbing his chin and pretending like he was considering it. “But doesn’t it sound cool to meet a guy named Ripper? I’d never mess with a Ripper, babe.” Joan’s squeaky laughs only got louder with each remark as Confucius felt his cheeks get warmer and his smile grow broader.

He pulled out his phone and started taking photos with the two of them, making silly faces and a few model faces. They were blurred and a bit funny looking but it made it all the better. “I’m so sending these to Harriet, she’s gonna freak!” Confucius exclaimed as he looked over the photos, his heart slightly fluttering at the sight of Joan’s overjoyed grin, her laugh could almost be heard from the screen.

“And I’ll keep this one for my wallpaper..” Confucius mumbled to himself before looking over at Joan who was messing around with her appearance in the mirror, her cheeks reddened from all the smiling she'd been doing and he couldn't help but stare at her with a goofy smile.

He felt so fucking lucky to be with her.

[woundthatswallows]

i'm just one or two years and a couple of changes behind you!!!!

[joanieebaez]

if i was bob dylan i would have cherished joan baez and listened to her every word and i NEVER would have called her poetry lousy

[myoldiaries]

ROUND 1, MATCH 14

[coughloop]

happy birthday joannnnn!!! i’m just a lurker who hasn’t posted in 7 years but you’re a lot of fun to follow on here. not just for your funny writing, but cause you’re a genuinely cool person! thanks for being you!

😊 😊😊😊😊😊😊😊

[izzysfizzies]

Joannnnn you're so cool

[brothersonahotelbed]

MRRRRROWWW

OHHHHHHH MY GOODNESS GRACIOUS THERE ARE SO MANY LITTLE BEASTS EVERYWHERE OHHHH.MY GOD THEY'RE SO ADORABLE AND SHAPED AND CREACHEROUS THANK YOU JOANNNNN

[rivertigo]

💌

lettr? for me…?

hi vivi . im obsessed with yiu. i love your crazy brain like ghost world killing meee also yr so funny and everything u say is beautiful and true like pete being a dyke and i love your art and your images make me insane and crazy i lov eyou forbevrr

[tvntheatre]

Who is Joannnnn???

I dunno who you're waffling about, kind sir.

I'm just a simple anonym on Tumblr OuO

Must've been the fucking wind.

[clamorybus]

i was tagged by @funeralshawls to share 4 albums i’ve been fixated on recently! tysm for tagging me <333 though tbh ive been on a child ballad/folk kick lately so there's not much variety here ^__^;

Child Ballads by Anaïs Mitchell & Jefferson Hamer: This one's been in my library for a couple of years; it's only 10 songs but i can listen to it on loop for hours. their take on Willie's Lady/Child 6 is SO fun to me it makes me wish i was wearing a skirt with petticoats to stomp and twirl along with

5 by Joan Baez: JOANNNNN her voice is so soft and gentle here i love it. her rendition of the Unquiet Grave/Child 76 is sweet with a twinge of melancholy, which fits the song perfectly. the album as a whole has warm spring day vibe you feel like you're having a picnic with joan and she's noodling on her guitar. its cozy! not much to add here, this album's a classic

The Keys of Canterbury by Lisa Theriot: it's the stories from the Canterbury tales in song form, and they're mostly done by just Lisa and a guitar. a lot of them are very fun and jaunty. 'wife of bath's tale' is probably my favorite here ive listened to it dozens of times

Cycle by Lady Maisery: more child ballads! the ladies might not be the best singers in a technical sense, at least compared to the others here, but i kinda like that. it adds to the vibe, makes you feel like they're singers in a tavern. and i won't say it's better, but their cover of Digger's Song is really close in quality to Chumbawumba's imo

let's see i tag @keda-loco @satanicmacchiato @laslloronas @skeksisgender @rozalind @otishaywood @sanguchito

[berketexbride]

Just wached xiu xiu the sent down girl. Joannnnn. Jooooaaaaaaaaaannnnnnnnn.

[sleaterkinnie]

JOANNNNNNNNN JOPANNNN JOANNNNN JOAAAONNNNN

[joanieebaez]

mama mother mother mother

[1976allthepresidentsmen]

btw this is where the title is from. joannnnn

woe! 4000 words of my made up woman be upon ye

[fuck-you-showerthoughts]

i win! i found ur side blog! hah 💞

Hi joannnnn!!!!!! Yes u did!!! Congrats!!!

[uchihha]

Guess what? I love you! Send this to your favorite 10 blogs to make them happy and feel loved~ ♥ Also!! I love your theme Ana!

Joannnnn 💖💖💖💖 you are so sweet, thank youuuuu 😘😘😘😘 you are one of my favssss too🤭🤭🤭 i love youuuuu❤️❤️❤️❤️