#c: joseph

[dvstbvnnies]

joey held her hips flush against his, his face buried in her neck. his lungs felt like they couldn't fill with enough air, no matter how much he sucked in. he held her close, his arm wrapped around her. the kisses to his skin were almost too much, but they comforted him at the same time. they tugged him down from his orgasm.

the moment he could, he emerged from the crook of her shoulder and cupped her cheek. their lips met, in a gentle, tender kiss. it was one that was meant to love and show his adoration. slowly, he slipped out of her, his breath once again stolen from him. where did she store them in her body? did they all go to her own life force? the condom discarded to the empty grocery bag by the entrance, all without so much as leaving her lips. "thank you for trusting me," he whispered and pressed another kiss to her lips, then to the mound of each of her breasts. "i didn't know my mia could do such things to me."

his hands soothed over her hair, brushing it out of her face. joseph had immediately gone into care mode. he pulled the blanket around her, made sure she was tucked, before he slid in next to her. his arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her into him. "drink some water, angel." he handed his water bottle to her and kissed her shoulder. "you worked very hard."

she drew out a low whimpered the moment his fingers found her again, already so close she felt like she might burst from the inside out. her body trembled beneath him, back arching into his touch, hips rolling without rhythm as her mind blanked. the way he said it, the urgency in his voice, how desperate he sounded, it tipped her over the edge. she choked out a moan, and her body shook under him, every frantic pulse of his thrusts matching the thunder in her veins, and she cried out, "joey, oh god, yes!" her fingers grasped at his shoulders as her world tilted and spun. she felt him tense, heard his groan, and it sent her spiraling right alongside him, a cry ripped from her lips as she clenched around him. her vision blurred, chest heaving. she clenched around him with each ragged thrust, still pulsing from her own orgasm, and the sound of his voice sent another ripple through her. she held him close, legs tightening around his waist. she could feel every twitch, every shiver of him as he spilled inside the condom, and she pressed soft kisses to his shoulder, his jaw, wherever she could reach.

[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.

[dvstbvnnies]

"i'm a foreigner!!" she was right, but it made him laugh nonetheless. "you really rolled out of this house in that one pretty skirt and picked an american." he shook his head as if it was all her fault. like he didn't walk up to her with his stupid american accent and sweep her off her feet.

"i don't know. maybe like four more minutes and i'll be ready to face the family again. -- i'm not gonna sneak out. i said i'd stay for dinner and i'm staying for dinner." joey sighed and gave her a small smile. "and yes, vibey."

god the way he said her name paired with that smile... it went right to that sweet spot between her legs. "oh that's lowkey diabolical - I fuckin' love it." goldie laughed too, her heart fluttering in her chest. "you're the new guy and you're a fuckin' foreigner. we don't have many a' those in the family, you stick out and will definitely have to earn your place now that I think about it."

it was fun to mess around with him. his energy was going to get on really well with her family, she could tell, and all for different reasons. and if they didn't? fuck em. "you're a goof, have I told you that lately? vibey," she snorted a laugh at him, head shaking. "how long is mr.vibey going to hide for? should I sneak you outta here and make an excuse for the family?"

[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.

[diioonysus]

women in art: titania

[dvstbvnnies]

starter for @alcska

joey had left for a quick bathroom break, gone for no longer than five minutes. he'd left mia at her slot machine, happy, content with his cash and her drink. so, you can imagine his shock when he walked back in to a man talking to mia, his mia. he saw the way he looked at her. he wished he could say he couldn't blame him, because she was beautiful, but the jealousy raged through him. it bubbled up from his feet to the tip of his ears.

he walked up and wrapped a hand around mia's waist, fingers tight on her hip. "hey, angel, who's this?" he asked and let his eyes linger on the man, then dragged them to her. his eyes were filled with fire, but never for her.

oh you have a boyfriend, the man had said. yes, she does, joey had responded. the conversation had devolved quickly to him clearly staking claim over mia, in a not-so-nice way, before the man stalked off.

"naughty girl," he hummed and quirked his brow as his fingers brushed through her hair. joseph brought his lips to hers, wondering when she started to taste like his cigarettes. his tongue massaged hers, before he pulled back and slid a hand up to grip her chin. "what did he say to you? before i got here, i mean."

[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

[evrywhre-evrythng]

are you normal or do you know what c major lips means

[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

[from-a-spiders-web]

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

[dvstbvnnies]

He noticed the way she looked at him and it made him feel emboldened. Joseph wasn't one to shy away in any instances, but especially ones like these. He tucked the cherry lollipop into his cheek, the stick just coming out of the corner of his mouth. Stained red lips gave her a winning smile.

An incredible question. He matched her tilted head, kept his gaze on her, as he thought it through, not even bothering to look around at any of the others. "You," he told her, "easily."

The blonde locked eyes with Joseph and she let her gaze wander to the lollipop he'd been sucking on, back up to his eyes. "Let's see.." She started, head tilting aside as she inspected his face a little longer. Charlotte didn't know him too well, they had some mutual friends but they had never really spoken just the two of them. He was handsome, though. She had always had a thing for goofy guys. Humor was attractive to her. "If there was anyone you had to kiss with for ten seconds, out of anyone in this room, who'd you pick?"

[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.

[eddiemunsonslatinabaddie]

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"]