#c. joey

[mutatedangels-a]

@thcarchcr // joey x carmen

At the start of his attendance to these sessions, Joey would make no hesitation on getting back in his car and heading home to smoke another bowl. A little bit counterintuitive considering he was in a recovery support group, but, like... pot was different, wasn't it? These days, everybody and their grandma was taking in some form of cannabis. He didn't feel guilty.

After a few solid weeks of attending, he found that he actually made some friends. And he would linger back after the session ended, catching up with them. Not so jaded anymore. He was in the middle of chatting with someone about the upcoming season of The Bear when he noticed a new face about to walk past him. He stopped her promptly, stretching an arm out. Who was Joey if he didn't come on a bit too strong?

"Hey," he gave her a smile. "Carly, right?" Wrong.

[charlietheepicwriter7]

It was easy to lure the newest Titan away from the rest, back the boy into a corner. He was the weakest link, the newest hero, the easiest to manipulate-

Then, the ghost child transformed, glowing rings passing over his body to reveal a familiar black-haired boy. "Uncle Slade, what the fuck are you doing?"

[kabukiaku]

a slipknot brainrot was not on my 2024 bingo card. but im here for it. i basically grew up hearing these guys I just never fully looked into them. now i am obsessed. 🤘

have some Joey Jordison + bonus trike race with the Cardinal!!❤️🖤

[pawsomeraccoon]

omg these bitches gay. good for them good for them.

[daringsunflowers]

amelia had made her way to the door as quickly as she could. the last thing he had wanted to do was to have alexander make a bigger scene and wake up miranda. if he was going to see his daughter it was going to be on their terms not his. once she was down the steps and let him in she had shushed him. "keep your voice down." she told softly as he had gotten louder and disrespectful with each time he spoke to her.

alex had took a step back when joey had told him if the issue was with him then the two of them could take it outside. "im not here to talk to you." alex spoke up directing his attention to joey now. "guys.. please... " she softly said placing a hand on joey's stomach to calm him with the situation. "joey being here is not any of your business.. who he is and what he is doing here is... not any of your concern.. what do you want alex. it is late and i dont need you waking up miranda or getting the cops called to my house." she told him softly. the man shifted a little rolling his eyes. "can we talk alone, i dont think you need a bodyguard." he pointed out. "or at least have your pet put on a shirt, god damn i cant even focus with him standing here half naked." amelia sighed. "if you dont have anything prodiuctive to say then please leave. this conversation we can have this weekend." he told him. "mia.. come on."

he hated having to disturb her peace, but he had a sinking feeling that the situation would have spiraled further out of control if the so-called 'father of the year' outside had continued his tirade. " im sorry, he can't get his shit together. " he quipped, leaning into the kiss. the taste of her lips only served to fuel his frustration. now, instead of savoring her sweetness all night, he was left to deal with the chaos at the doorstep.

he trailed behind her down the stairs, his hand gently massaging her shoulder in a comforting rhythm as they descended. there was no doubt in his mind that she could handle her baby's father on her own, but he decided to err on the side of caution for the night. he stepped aside, providing them with some space, but not enough to let the other man forget his presence in the room. barely a few seconds in, and joey was already rolling his eyes, a silent testament to his growing irritation. amelia barely had a chance to utter a word as alexander's lips flapped at a pace that outstripped his brain. predictably, the first topic he broached was joey, rather than his own daughter. " woah — i thought you wanted to talk about miranda. not me. if your issue is with me, then we can take this conversation back outside. " joey interjected as a warning, his bullshit meter was full, the irritation etched clearly on his face.

[sneetsnirt]

I went to a zine fair this past weekend. My fave zines are always goofy lil ideas and that is the inspiration for an “alternative names for Puppyshipping” Zine.

So anyways i have a few other ideas but “Mulletshipping” was the very first ideas. If anyone else has some ideas i’d love to hear them xD

Also 0 offense meant to those who genuinely love the yugioh shipnames. Despite this being the fandom that started me shipping when i was 12, i kinda avoided diving into it until last year. When i saw the list of ship names, i was transported back to 2002. The names are very silly. I love them.

[inkdemonapologist]

LMAO OKAY SO i wanted this to be in the quotes post but I COULDNT FIGURE OUT... HOW TO CAPTURE THE WAY BOO SAID IT WITHOUT DRAWING AN ENTIRE COMIC...... SO I DREW AN ENTIRE COMIC, here have this thing that happened in our cthulhu session

[drinks-battery-acid]

[rainofcolours]

蛇年快乐！欢迎新年没克也有点依依不蛇 :') | Happy Year of the Snake!

[mutatedangels-a]

A mocktail on the rocks. How close can they actually get a scotch to the real thing? Joseph practically drank liquor like water before he made the choice (or, like, was forced to?) go sober; he could tell when something about it was off. And something was certainly off about this bar's non-alcoholic options.

He wasn't from the city and didn't have his regular bartender to lament about the non-drinking life with. He looked this place up on his phone at the hotel and jumped as soon as he saw their puny mocktails section on the menu. Besides a Shirley Temple, they had fake scotch and fake gin. It had to do. All he knew was that, on such a stressful business trip for the architecture firm, he needed somewhere to wind down. Going to a bar, for a recovering alcoholic-addict-everything having to do with substances, was probably the dumbest thing he could do—he knew that—and yet, he thought himself smarter. He willed himself to be.

Joey was in the middle of scrolling through his emails, waiting for another round of pseudo-scotch, when a voice yanked him out of his concentration. He looked up to see it was a beautiful girl—and, in that moment, nearly kicked himself over the head for forgetting that gorgeous women were also a distraction (a deterrent, as they say) from relapse. At least, they were for him. He cleared his throat and gave the blonde a smile. God, he was a sucker for blondes.

"You could say that," he quipped with a chuckle, retrieving his refilled glass before taking a sip. "Heavy is the head that wears the crown and all that. How about you—tired of smiling for pictures, walking down a runway or something?" Because she had to be a model or something, or at least that was the pickup line he wanted to roll with tonight.

open: f/m/nb 25+ (m if romantic) read rules + exclusives before interaction. do not like starter if we're not mutuals. insta block if u do. selective with who I reply to. muse: Gloria Mancini. 30. Media Assistant Executive. Lipstick Gossip. connection: friend. acquaintance. coworker. media affiliate. influencer. any tbh

Work has its ups and downs. Today practically buried her. Heading out after work for a drink is a perfect form of relaxation. At least in Gloria’s mind it will give her a chance to unwind. One. Sip. At. A. Time. The glass sparkled with her choice of bubbly flirtation. A little fancier than most girls like her should have. Lucking out the way she did made it possible to do a little splurging on herself. She does get enough in a paycheck working with her friend of all people but she’s come up from the casual world of cheap wine coolers. It’s always nice to have a taste of goodness. Sometimes it’s better to share and she caught sight fairly quickly of anyone who stood out to her. Part of her job does require to be reflexive and observant. “Hello there,” Gloria spoke freely, giving a little smile, forcing herself to be outgoing. A perfect little mask at times to her private facade. “Have a job you’re getting away from too?” Every lonely soul in a bar has something they're getting away from. Sometimes she wonders if she's merely escaping mundane daily life or she's searching for something.

[charlietheepicwriter7]

"Nightwing."

Dick froze halfway across a rooftop, the lights and gunshots of Bludhaven disappearing in an instant. A scowl flashed across his face, teeth clenched and bared, before he forced it back. His face smoothed back out and his voice took on a pleasant, amused tone. "Slade. How did you get this frequency?"

"Nevermind that," Slade scolded. "We have more important things that need discussing, and information to be revealed."

"Is this about Constantinople?" He asked with a lilt, propping one hand on his hip. "Because I thought I told you, those geese totally counted as villains and deserved arrest--"

"I found a child vigilante. What do I do with it?"

"Ex-cuse me?" His fist clenched. "Is this a trick question?"

"No."

"What do you mean, 'what do I do with it?' You know what to do with it; you become its nemisis when their 15 and haunted them for the next decade." His voice was thinly-veiled rage. He couldn't stop himself from shaking. That poor kid, Slade has his sights set on them. He's going to torture that kid, or worse, and now I have to track Slade's trail back to wherever he found this kid--

"I can't do that! He's only eight years old!"

"What?"

"There's this eight year old meta brat running around a Mid-West town in his pajamas while adults shoot at him. There isn't a mentor in sight, and one of the kid's rogues has threatened to skin him. What. Do. I. Do?"

[liltypingtom]

WAS WATCHING SPIES ARE FOREVER AND NOTICED THAT LITTLE DETAIL?? WHAT HAPPENS TO THAT GUARD?? IT CUTS BACK TO BARB AND THE NEXT TIME WE SEE OWEN IS WHEN HE’S GOING DOWN THE STAIRS.

[pawsomeraccoon]

a lil chommy and turbo doodle

[noel-fielding-web-page]

Never Mind The Buzzcocks Christmas Special S26E13 (Fragment)

Bob Mortimer About Mogothrone :D

[stabby-pigeon]

Me: *looks up Wednesday 13 x reader*

Tumblr: how about Wednesday Addams?

[inkdemonapologist]

[BatIM Cthulhu AU] I'd suggested that, while Sammy is trying to get over his nerves around music and performing after the events of Season 3, he might offer to play songs for Henry's kids as a low-stakes way to ease back into performing, and Maf immediately assured me that if Sammy came over to the Stein household, Henry would invite him to stay for dinner. THIS IS SO CUTE TO ME..... Sammy would be very socially unsure but like, he is not going to turn down homemade bacon soup.