#joybroken

[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 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."

[hearthtales]

✒️!!

༄ handwritten notes!

[lncarnon]

There's not a lot that gives away his nature, and he'd like to keep it that way. Perhaps a stroke of luck that the dunmer were naturally ashen, with eyes so red most would assume in any other it were to be an affliction. Even so, Rindul does his best to keep his features hidden when it would not arise suspicion. Peering just beyond the cowl draped over his head and staring at @joybroken for a moment longer, he cannot decipher from her words alone the validity of such a statement.

"How unfortunate. The contents will be troublesome for those who are not aware of their purpose." Raising his shoulders in a shrug, his ever slightly glowing gaze continues to wander across her. "Did you perhaps see who did take it?"

[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.

[lcfthaunted]

how often does your muse get sick? religious or non - religious. something that scares your muse.

Character Headcanons

how often does your muse get sick?

Not as often as she probably should, and she’ll admit to even less. She’s running on fumes most of the time, so she’s particularly susceptible, but the nature of her day-to-day keeps her from running into too many possible contagions. The level of sanitation she has to keep up for her cafe also helps, so even when she does catch something, it’s usually very mild and she can continue working through it. (Should she? Different question.) When it is something more, she will work herself to the bone trying to power through, and has nearly been hospitalized on a few occasions. That’s the benefit of a sister with a medical degree, though; Mallaidh usually just comes over and forces her to take it easy for a couple days.

religious or non - religious.

Her parents are Easter & Christmas Christians, and when she moved out she felt no need to attend herself. She falls somewhere on the agnostic scale; mostly, she doesn’t think about it. If there is some higher power, she’s angry at them, and that’s about as far as she’s gotten with her approach to religion.

something that scares your muse.

Something happening to Mallaidh. Something happening to her brothers. Being abandoned. Worse, being seen and discarded. Being left in just about any form. Her abusers finding her. Her abuse becoming public knowledge.

[pulpyfiction]

What is the muse that you write for the longest?

Questions for the mun.

billie! i’ve written billie since november of 2016. second closest (besides everyone else in the abney sphere) is dolores, who i’ve written since april of 2018.

[narrativeobsession]

AZALEA → A late-night food truck park. / rue and bane!

@joybroken // meme tag

"so," Bane says, shifting the taco in his hand to try and get a proper bite without all the toppings falling out. "why do you think god made you so short? like do you think he hates you or what?"

With a sigh, he gives up on trying to get a good bite and takes a mediocre one. About half the toppings come sliding out the other side of the taco and land with a splat at Bane's feet.

"aw, shit."

[ischaron]

i'm waiting for the consequences of my actions. / from remi!

❝ HERE I AM. ❞ HEAD TILTS TO the side, a sort of animalistic grin to the way Charon looks at him. It was a pity, or at least Rian would think so, but he’s got him locked up tight. When he’s around, there’s very little room for escape until he allows it.

❝ Would you like to REPENT? ❞

[soulmissed]

@joybroken: she has no idea how she knows — but she knows. it’s auggie’s birthday today and eithne has a breakfast spread far too big for just the three of them, balloons, and a cake in a flavor he’d mentioned in passing ages ago. she’d asked him to come in early to help with a few things, just so she and levi could surprise him. there are also a few gifts wrapped on the table.

auggie’s (belated) birthday, accepting

august had walked into the hostel cafe expecting to help, hoodie sleeves rolled to elbows. his copper eyes narrow. confusion flashing across expression. (his gaze coasts to balloons, breakfast upon table, wrapped presents. realization comes.)

he falters a little, looking back and toward eithne, levi. “ you – you did all this – ” this was whispered like his voice might crack, glass fragile. “ – for me? ”

[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?"

[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?"

[shdwtouch]

put your "on repeat" playlist on shuffle, list the first 10 songs and tag 10 people to do the same

Raging on a Sunday by Bohnes

Body Bag by Neoni

The Lucky Ones by Pentatonix

12 Rounds by Bohnes

Dismantled by Icon For Hire

Pulse by Icon For Hire

This Is Love by Air Traffic Controller

Perception Check by Tom Cardy

BAD BITCH by Tessa Violet

Vienna by Billy Joel

stole from: @murdocktm tagging: @sorrowsick @walkeddeath @v5ndetta @eyehunger @inabsentiia @grellsaw @hopedflight @joybroken @loyalhearts @cosmiicalities @nav1gating @n1ghtbreeze @mindsreprieve @magioffire

this is a very interesting representation of my recent music taste XD

[narrativeobsession]

MANDRAKE → A small, independent cafe nestled on a quiet street. / levi and blair!

@joybroken // meme tag

"so, yeah," Blair says, finishing up another rant about the moon. He keeps getting distracted by it, especially since Levi pointed out earlier that they could see the moon during the day today. Blair had looked over his shoulder at the sky and asked Levi to switch seats so he could look at it better.

It was a nice day, nice enough to sit in the outdoor seating at the little cafe, but Blair seems preoccupied. Mostly by the moon. In at least a vague attempt to let Levi talk a little he smiles and asks a question, completely out of the blue. "have you ever read lord of the flies?"

[ischaron]

❛ some bodies may be temples, but all are ruins at your feet. ❜ / ohhh from yale

HE THINKS OF THOSE HE’S HELPED move on, the slight peace in their eyes at the sight of him — was it his hat? His mask? Or the mere knowledge that their time was coming to an end?

He thinks of the living. The boy he’d taken home, and taken to bed. The girl that had laughed at the sight of Reaper with a butterfly on her nose, watching as it flew away. The spirit of his brother in the little boy down the road, the one that SNEAKS onto his farm and plays with the cows.

Rian hums.

❝ An’ you? Are you satisfied bein’ ruins? ❞