#c: joseph

[scarlett-fights-demons]

The sound of the wards blaring was reason enough for every nephilim within the Institute to gather at the foyer, and Scarlett was right there alongside everyone. But the sight of Jace, bloody and mangled in the arms of her kin truly ripped Scarlett out of the present. She was in Seattle, holding her brother as the life faded from his eyes. His blood pooling around her in a blanket of red miasma. She must have moved from her spot in the hallway at some point--stumbling to her room and curling up on the floor there. She could feel the blood, smell it, taste it in the way she had that day. She shut her eyes tightly, pressing her hands to her eyelids as she gasped for air. Elliott's face, the sound of him choking on his own blood, those brown eyes fading from life and into oblivion. It was too much, and the memories swirled with Jace's face--his limp form. "I'm sorry... I'm so sorry," she repeated, quiet sobs wracking through her shaking body.

@josephisafighter

[aidankeef]

closed starter - @d4rkwater

local: casa grande

Aguardava na varanda da casa grande para proceder com o reagrupamento dos patrulheiros após toda a insanidade que decorreu do ataque surpresa. Seu corpo vibrava a adrenalina que sempre adorou nutrir, mas nem de longe estava em um bom estado. Tomado pelo suor e com o corpo repleto de queimaduras causadas pelo veneno, tentava controlar a respiração para aguentar que a ambrosia fizesse efeito, mas não parecia obter sucesso. Assim que notou a aproximação do filho de Poseidon, sugeriu a primeira solução que lhe pareceu cabível. "Ô peixinho dourado! Aproveita que não está fazendo nada, e nem vai precisar fazer, e me joga uma ducha de água."

[evamovska]

where,  — Movska residence closed  — @movskas

Another dinner barely squeezed into a rather busy schedule. She couldn't make excuses when it came to her father. Mostly because she didn't have the time to deal with the backlash. Of course, her care for him came second. "Дедушка." a joyful sound that these halls had not heard much of recently, echoed around the place — loud, like Sasha's footsteps, as he bounced off to his grandfather with the biggest smile; a quick flash of a head of blonde hair is all she could catch a glimpse of, before he vanished out of view.

"Не бегай, Са́ша!" the constant warning on her lips. God, this child.

Eva took off her shoes, before approaching her father in the large living room; a bottle of wine in her hands. "We can't stay long." her own signature way of greeting him. She'd add a kiss to his cheek to soften the blow.

[noellexdriscoll]

"So you're saying that if you start to be too successful, we have to traumatize the town ourselves? Keep you in business." Noelle laughed at the thought. "The punch card is a much better idea. Less... illegal feeling."

@josephxwade

Joseph let out a hearty laugh, leaning against the counter as he watched Noelle with amused eyes. "Yeah, you've got a point. Gotta keep the trauma alive though or I'd lose my job." He raised an eyebrow, feigning contemplation. “Might have to start a punch card. Get ten cups of unresolved issues, get the eleventh free," he teased, taking the pink bag from her with a grin.

“But hey, I’ll happily take these pastries as my coping mechanism.” He held up the bag with a grateful smile, his gaze softening as he looked back at her. @noellexdriscoll

[diioonysus]

women in art: titania

[kidspawn]

"pride month is over" yeah but now its kavinsky summer 2025 be the man you wish you could be. dream yourself a friend group. do drugs and be no homo three balls gay. crashout over your situationship and kidnap his brother then blow up and die. change the trajectory of their lives.

[from-a-spiders-web]

Couple Descending a Staircase (1932) from an Arrow Collar Ad by J. C. Leyendecker

[theo-saves-the-day]

"Heard Atticus and Elion mention calling round there and I was half expecting it was some sort of bar... but it has breakfast?"

@ the Institute kitchen

"Why do I need to go to Hektor's? Left over pizza is a perfectly acceptable breakfast,"

[eddiemunsonsbabygirl]

Me to JQ’s parents:

[disease]

"LIVING MANNEQUIN" (COVER) THE SATURDAY EVENING POST J. C. LEYENDECKER | MAR 1932 [oil on canvas | 32 x 24 1/4"]

[scarlett-fights-demons]

Scarlett finally unraveled the towel she’d wrapped around her hair, letting the damp ginger locks fall along her back and shoulders. She’d already pulled on one of Joseph’s shirts to sleep in, as was typical in their newfound routine. Sleeping in his room made a lot of differences to both of them, with nights like this as no exception. Even if there were no casualties and all those injured were recovered or on their way to being so, it still left a lot of frayed nerves for everyone else. At least to Scarlett, this felt like the beginning of something. She shook the thought away for now, moving back into the bedroom. Joseph was partly leaning over his desk, so Scarlett moved quietly until she was able to wrap her arms around him, now resting her cheek against his shoulder as she held him. “And here I thought you’d be in bed by now.”

@josephisafighter

[izzy-is-pure-of-heart]

"Well, I'm happy enough with what I managed, all things considered... Even if it kicked my ass to do it," she replied with a bit of a laugh. "Besides, I can't let a bit of insomnia keep me down, you know?"

"You're never going to have a good session on that. You should have said something and rested before coming to train,"

[privatewebster]

a few silly text post meme

[evamovska]

where,  — The Cloisters / during the auction closed  — @movskas Slutty little dinner forks. If she could cause a scene, one that would not damage her reputation, to avert all eyes from the trainwreck that her brother had caused, she would. Perhaps, Lev should've been sedated. Their cousin could certainly be the one to get the job done, to keep it off the tabloids. A secret family affair. A solid plan that popped into her head, the moment she found herself in use of one. Eva, would never be found without a plan. Her most irritable quality, if someone asked Lev.

Damage control. She found her father, eventually. It would've been a lot quicker, if she wasn't wearing heels, and he had a bell tied to his collar. "Can you leave us, please?" she spoke. The man he was with, was no one important.

[inkbagel]

I drew him a bunch

Why he so 🧍‍♂️

[thevaleriaxortiz]

"Well sor-ry for trying to pry some deep-seeded secret from you." She told him with a laugh before rolling her eyes at his comment, "Charming huh?" She tacked on, raising a brow at him, "Now see, that could either be literal, and it can be blue, like Cinderella and Prince Charming and all? Or are we going the sarcasm route to say black?" both suited him though, in her opinion. "I'll be nice though and say that my favorite color is red. Deep shades like burgundy and maroon to be exact."

"Hey, far be it from me to insult Miss Swift's music. I gotta admit she's got a few good ones. So feel free to sing anything to me you'd like and have me swooning, Romeo." Valeria locked her pinky with his for a moment before she looked ahead. Soon enough they were getting to the beach with their wine and pizza and she pulled her shoes off, letting them dangle between her fingers as they got to the sand. "So if I can't ask for favorite color, what can I ask to get to know you more?"

Joseph raised an eyebrow, a playful smirk tugging at his lips. “Oh, so you want to know my favorite color, huh? Clever tactic, Valeria. But I’ll have to keep you guessing a bit longer—let's just say it matches my charming personality.” He snirked, squeezing her hand back as they walked.

When she nudged him about being a Swifty, he laughed, shaking his head. “Me? A Swifty? You caught me! But only if it means I get to serenade you. Just imagine it: me, standing there, belting out some heartfelt lyrics while you blush from all the compliments.” He paused, leaning in slightly. “How could I say no to that?” As she offered her pinky, he wrapped his own around hers, sealing the playful promise. “Deal! But you better be ready for an epic performance. I might even throw in some dance moves for good measure. Just don't blame me if you find yourself swooning.” @thevaleriaxortiz