#joybroken

[hearthtales]

@joybroken liked for levi to encounter oh no what is in there get it out of there—

something was causing an absolute ruckus in the chicken-shed. the shrill sound of panicked clucking filled the air, and dislodged feathers drifted from the chickens who fled the shed. none of them looked injured… yet the scraping and thumping from within the shed continued, getting louder and louder.

[soulmissed]

@joybroken: it’s time to go food shopping, and i need the company. / from eithne!

memes, accepting

in the aisle, he’d greeted eithne with a shy wave, backpack braced across little shoulders. (was intending to steal a bag of pretzels. apple juice to wash it down.)

however, assisting his friend on her market mission? better choice. “ i’ll tag along. on one condition. ” auggie smiles, falls into step behind her. “ we play game of backgammon later. ”

[miidnighters]

@joybroken | Yale said "i feel a little conspicuous with the black eye."

"I wouldn't worry, darling."

Bella probably sounds cheerier than she should, her cool hands probing the bruise on their face gently, before tipping their chin back as she reaches for a bundle of tissues.

"This nosebleed is much more conspicious. But don't worry, we'll get it all sorted out in a few minutes."

She's getting blood on her fingers by accident, trying to help staunch the flow, but she'll clean it up later. "What exactly did you do, darling?"

[idnull]

@joybroken | RUE said: "i've been shot!"

"you're not taking this seriously," jp accuses with hands on her hips as she looks down at the other woman splayed out on her kitchen table, shirt drawn up and the side of her abdomen covered in sharpie. the blonde caps and drops the purple marker that'd she'd been using to map out the (approximate) venous anatomy of rue's abdomen onto her open textbook.

"you're a really distracting corpse, you know that, right?"

[breakthcnight]

the immortal watches yale intently, he wants to see as the relief comes over him. it's not total, but, it's the beginning and that's all that matters to the silver haired male. silas had the canvas on the easel, fingers already bruised with smears of black charcoal.

it's the beginning of a landscape. there's mountains, for certain at this point. the palette has a mixture of blues and whites, possibly a snowy weather to be seen. there's a moment where he looks uncertain of his attempt.

‘ it's supposed to be a present. ’ he tilts his head as he is adding a frozen lake across the middle. ‘ though i'm not quite sure if it'll be appreciated. ’ there are times where he's not sure of himself.

@joybroken continued from HERE.

[5judgements]

"Ego is one thing; brain's another." / claude to ghis!

He knows well enough that her words are meant to cause offense, perhaps enunciated further in the way that the soldier who'd brought her before him raises his sword with the intention of landing a blow with its pommel for such insolence. Ghis raises his hand in demand for pause, which is met in full, an entirely amused laugh leaving from beneath the metal helm. On any other occasion he may very well have allowed such a violent action to go on without opposition but he appears to be in a fairly good mood.

The Judge meanders closer to Claude and the soldier who holds onto her by the shoulder. "Does a clever denouncement mean anything when spoken by a criminal? What does it mean for one such as you, whose ego is her downfall, and brains clearly lacking to escape being detained?"

[amadaans]

clears throat i am now @joybroken ok bye

[hearthtales]

༄ @joybroken liked for yale to encounter a very innocent and trustworthy ghost…..

“hey, you should totally use that vending machine over there. totally.” sat on a picnic table with her legs swaying back and forth, cassie smiled as innocently as she could manage. it didn’t look innocent at all, actually. “it’s not cursed or anything. i promise.”

[miidnighters]

@joybroken sent 💐- for Remi to gift Isaac a bouquet of flowers .

"Oh-"

This was... unexpected. Isaac feels heat flush colour up into his cheeks as he reaches out to accept the undeniably beautiful bouquet of flowers. Has anyone given him flowers before? Isaac's not even sure.

Lifting them to his face, Isaac takes a long inhale of their scene, casting a pleased look toward the other man - coupled with a bashful smile.

"These're beautiful. Thankyou."

[miidnighters]

@joybroken | Rue said ❝ so how goes wilful disobedience of late? ❞

Billie sighs dramatically, arm thrown over her eyes.

"Life is so hard. My publisher said my next book had to main a cis hetero couple, which obviously I'm not going to do. Who wants to read about them?" Lots of people, in truth. It's just that Billie doesn't want to write it. "I'm staging a silent protest."

Arm is lowered to be able to look at the other woman. "What's going on with you, baby?"

[miidnighters]

@joybroken | Eithne said ❝ mischief, me? oh please! ❞

Barty offers a wicked grin. He may not know Eithne completely, but he certainly knows her well enough to know that she is most certainly capable of a little mischief when it suited her.

"Ah-ah-ah, you can't fool me." He even goes so far as to wag a finger at her. "Now tell me what you're up to."

[hearthtales]

❛   wink .   wink  at  my  muse .  / rue to maude!

༄ loud & deafening silence

a wink. that never meant anything good.

maude squinted at rue with immediate suspicion, reddened hands freezing in the middle of washing dishes. “what? what did you do this time?” her wary gaze flicked to look out the window behind the sink, searching for obvious disasters, then snapped back to rue. “did you prank a guest? is anything on fire?”

[hearthtales]

do i look normal? i can't tell if i look normal. / levi to bran

༄ these violent delights

a hint of a smile flickered across the boy’s face before he schooled his expression into seriousness. bran leaned back in his chair and rubbed his chin in thought, observing levi and trying to adopt the mentality of a fashion model judge. “what sort of normal are you going for? ‘everyday’ normal? or, um, ‘trying to impress someone’ normal?”

[miidnighters]

"I'll make sure to keep on on hand for your appetite then." Bella teases, retreating a bit when they wave her off and pull away the tissue. Her saliva is only good for skin breaks, so there's not much else now she can do for their nose but comiserate.

She lets out a soft hum at that. "So it's two-pronged. Finding hte object and finding the person behind it. I don't envy you darling, even if I do wish you'd sleep more." She understands why they don't, though. Why they need to keep working on it until they drop. "Can I hang around while you work? I can bring you cups of tea and steer you away from doors when you fall."

yale snorts, unable to help themselves. "nah, i'd rather eat the steak than throw it on my eye." they're not quite sure where that one originated from, but it's definitely a weird one. they wave away any more pity and help, pulling the tissue away with the other hand. the bleeding has stopped, mostly, and yale scrunches their nose with some pain, causing them to inhale with a hiss. nearly broken — probably, anyway.

"yet another cursed object tearing through the world." and it's sure making its rounds this time. it's managed to kill at least a dozen people in the last few months, and every time they pinpoint the damn thing, it's just moved on. "fucking tankard. we're pretty sure there's someone behind it doing all of this, can't fucking find them though."

[miidnighters]

Isaac doesn't have any of the same reservations that Remi does - he invites the other man in freely, wanting to offer a warm space to wait. Maybe it's because there's not a lot of him in this house - the outdated decor was designed by his mother, and since it's all still functional, he's never bothered to change it.

"I'll have to go by and check it out." Isaac liked buying from little stores and markets when he could. Having moved to the kitchen now, he sets down the flowers only to rifle through a cupboard for a vase. "I like them all, honestly. Bright things. I just like it when they make me smile." For Isaac, having a favourite flower was like having a favourite child.

remi hesitates for only a moment before he crosses the threshold. entering somebody else's space always feels like a step that others tend not to appreciate. it means something, to be shown this side of somebody. it's private, and special. at least, remi's always thought so.

he closes the door with a gentle click and takes a quick glance of what he can see, a habit from the army that just won't subside. "there's a little shop on the way here," remi says, looking to isaac with a bit of a grin. it's sweet, to see him so excited. it's the little things, truly. "i'm not sure what your favorites are." remi's partial to mums and irises himself.