#deputy joanne burton

[heroofpenamstan]

—UNUSUAL MUSE ASSOCIATIONS !

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SEASONING: cajun, paprika, oregano ( both of the kinds found in hope county )

WEATHER: damp, humid air before rain

COLOR: amber, yellow, mossy green

SKY: deep oranges and hazy golden light of sunset

MAGICAL POWER: power augmentation, sharpened teeth, shapeshifting ( the wild, angry wolverine variety )

HOUSE PLANT: spider plant, aloe

WEAPON: shovels, fists, colt 1991, m60

SUBJECT: p.e. ( before smoking addiction and bad takes ) geography ( after said addiction and acquirring the worst take yet—fishing is fun )

SOCIAL MEDIA: singular old facebook account, the password and email of which have been lost since 2010; there is no way to escape the uwu profile picture when looking her up. it haunts

MAKEUP PRODUCT: mascara, sunscreen, lipgloss on a try-hard day; eyeshadow when accesible

CANDY: dried fruit, bubblegum, gummybears

FEAR: of being consumed; losing autonomy of herself, of dying

ICE CUBE SHAPE: any shape as long as it’s sub-zero

METHOD OF LONG-DISTANCE TRAVEL: rhib-z20, atv; cougar car on a non-lethal day

ART STYLE: colorful tags and throw-ups, industrial deco

MYTHOLOGICAL CREATURE: deianira, scylla

PIECE OF STATIONERY: black sharpie, sticky notes, wood push pins

THREE EMOJIS:😒🐟🤟

CELESTIAL BODY: mars, mercury

SEASONING: bay leaves, garlic cloves, chilli flakes

WEATHER: sunny, cloudless, scorching

COLOR: olive green, brown, red

SKY: purple hues and lightening blue of sundown and sunrise

MAGICAL POWER: natural weaponry, quick adaptation, persuasion/enchanting charm

HOUSE PLANT: umbrella plant, sanseverias

WEAPON: wide arsenal; from pistols to snipers, from assault rifles to dynamite—he knows how to sell and handle most guns and explosives without preferance

SUBJECT: languages, international politics, economics

SOCIAL MEDIA: has the main ones and they are all as cringey as you would assume

MAKEUP PRODUCT: concealer for occasional dark circles, moisturizer, chapstick in the evenings

CANDY: mashmellows, hershey’s; hard candy

FEAR: of being alone, of rejection, abandonement, of being unneeded and powerless, of facing consequences and reprecussions, the angel pit

ICE CUBE SHAPE: proper big blocks

METHOD OF LONG-DISTANCE TRAVEL: jeep, nick’s plane

ART STYLE: rustic; contemporary photography

MYTHOLOGICAL CREATURE: damocles, hephaestus

PIECE OF STATIONERY: ink pen, 2018 diary, pencil

THREE EMOJIS: 😏👋❤️

CELESTIAL BODY: uranus, venus, saturn

[lobanhart]

JACOB SEED’S BAND

moon | joanne | jason

🖤@tomexraider @dep-yo-tee​ 🖤

[llucy-san]

~JOANNE BURTON~

Giving up is not an option, either die or survive.

for dearest @tomexraider

[nightwingshero]

AND 🖊🖊 EACH FOR JANE, WHITNEY, AND ROWAN IN ANY VERSE YOU DESIRE. (Yes, I put all these requests in separate messages to spare your sanity, why do you ask?)

Thank you, bby! 😘😘😘

🖊 Whitney is very conservative....definitely in the closet—both with sex in general and her sexuality. She says she’s straight, because she’s been told that’s what’s right. Honestly? The girl is VERY bi. And Wren and Jane fucking know it. They love Whitney, and the feeling is returned, but god, those girls...listen, Wren and Jane’s jokes are the dirties with Whitney. A lot of sexual innuendo, very direct sexual conversations, and they’re not afraid to pelvic thrust dance to a song to make that woman blush. That being said...in LyraWhit verse, Ly picks up on it pretty quickly—Wren’s scheming okay? It doesn’t take long until Lyra is whispering sweet nothings in Whit’s ear while running a hand up her leg. Needless to say, her marriage with Joseph ends tragically for him. Boo hoo.

🖊 In WrenWes ‘verse, Wren works alongside Whitney at the school. Wren doubles as the psychology teacher and the music teacher while Whitney teaches art and English. They’re pretty good friends, and Wren gets her out of her conservative she’ll, because well...Wren’s sex life seems interesting since she’s with the motorcycle riding deputy of Hope County. 👀 (Whitney has a thing for bad boys, okay?)

🖊 Mike is honestly one of the few people Jane emotionally let’s in that she gets involved with (in their verse). She has always had issues with attachment and getting emotionally involved. Very much hit and quit it, if your lucky enough for her to show interest at all. She tries really hard to keep that shit locked down, but Mike breaks down every barrier she has and it scares the hell out of her. And even though John dies, she knows Mike was the best choice for her.

🖊Jane doesn’t like to admit it, but she actually has a lot of respect for Wes while the shit with John is going on. Jane is itching and eager to fight him, just to see who’s pride will win out in the end. She’s eager for a challenge, and for that challenger to be the enemy? OOOF. But that aside, she really does respect him as an opponent, because yes, her sins are pride and envy, but she knows better than to underestimate. In fact, it’s because she knows he can match (probably more than match, but don’t tell her that) that makes her respect him. Eventually she becomes less hostile, but she’s the one that once dibs on Wes.

🖊 In the no-cult AU, Rowan still watches the games at the Spread Eagle from time to time, making it an eventual tradition that her and Randy do from time to time. That’s how they first met (in all canons), and since she lives in the Whitetails, it’s really the only time run into each other. Most of the time she’s in the woods hunting or doing her ranger thing.

🖊 This ray of sunshine is always open and warm to her friends. And in the other ‘verses, that includes Wes, Jo, Mike, and Raf (and many others, though I don’t think her Lyra would get along, she would still go out of her way to be polite). She’s extroverted but she doesn’t force others to be, she’s just there to enjoy herself and to enjoy everyone’s company. She would talk bikes with Wes, ask about photography with Mike, compliment Jo’s Hawaiian shirts (much to Wren’s distaste), and ask Raf multiple questions about art culture. She’s genuinely interested and loves to learn things.

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✧ HAPPY (BELATED) BIRTHDAY DEPUTY JOANNE BURTON

She meets him again not too long after she learns what falling from the very heavens feels like, having reached too high, too fast, too unprepared and clueless and stupid. The sun’s grip on her wrist scalding, relentless. I told you God won’t let you take me.

— @heroofpenamstan

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DEPUTY JOANNE BURTON » for @tomexraider

IF KARMA DOESN’T HIT YOU, I FUCKING WILL.

dove!!!! happy (super super super belated) birthday!!! i know this is like eons after your actual Day of Birth but i got all in my head about being able to get jo’s vibes down. i hope i did your girl justice because i just love her!! happy birthday again and thank you for being a delight to chat with anytime anywhere ♥ ♥ ♥

[florbelles]

DEPUTY JOANNE BURTON. FAR CRY 5. // @heroofpenamstan​​

bonus ( insp ): 

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i. DEPUTY JOANNE BURTON ( FAR CRY 5 ) // ii. COMMANDER HALLE SHEPARD ( MASS EFFECT ) // iii. DETECTIVE ISOBEL ROSS ( THE WAYHAVEN CHRONICLES ) // iv. JACKIE MAINE (( TWILIGHT ) do not @ me )

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—OC PROFILES: JOANNE & MICHAEL

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GENERAL

name: joanne burton alias(es): jo, annie ( mike exclusive ), burton, dep, jr. deputy, rook, traitor, sinner, wrath/pain in the ass ( john exclusive ), rabbit ( jacob exclusive ), heinous fucking bitch—( also john exclusive ), black widow ( new dawn au ) gender: cis. female age: 29 birth: 30th october, 1988 place of birth: meridian, idaho spoken languages: english; may or may not recite some hebrew lines over the holidays sexual preference: bisexual occupation(s): junior deputy of hope county, montana/menace to all cultists everywhere ( in a certain radius of said hope county, montana, anyway )

APPEARANCE

eye colour: brown hair colour: black height: 157cm ( 5′2 ), or approximately 7′11 when balancing on michael’s shoulders to peer inside john’s windows scars: split right eyebrow ( thanks, jake ), minor cuts and incorrectly healed bruises and gashes, scarred bullet wound on left hip ( you’re welcome, jake )

FAVOURITE

colour: orange or yellow or cyan, or whatever is more stupidly eye-catching and not at all fit for her current environment song: i’ve been thinking by handsome boy modeling school food: various stir-fries, fruits and protein ( or anything that she claims to be “healthy” when, truly, bitch is one step away from living off of instant noodles and canned pineapple and cigarette buds from dutch’s stash ) drink: beerherbal teas and infusions

HAVE THEY

passed university: no, but passing the police academy was already a pleasant enough surprise for her had sex: today? no. two weeks ago? probably had sex in public: probably said two weeks ago gotten pregnant/ someone else pregnant: yes, but we don’t talk about it kissed a boy: yes ( derogatory ) kissed a girl: yes ( affectionate ) gotten tattoos: yes, loads: most were practice scribbles for her ex-girlfriend, and the only true meaningful one she possesses is lydia, scrawled into her pinky in remembrance. otherwise, john seed do not even engage with that rusty ass tattoo gun— gotten piercings: yes, loads multiplied; if there’s a place for a piercing in her ears, she has them. also, an old septum piercing she hasn’t worn in a hot second been in love: yes, loads squared ( girl rents out her heart on the weekdays and cries about the scratches she notices on saturday, but still repeats it all over again come monday; falling in love for her is easy, but actually loving someone and getting over her self-loathing to do so is a whole different ball game ) stayed up for more than 24 hours: she’s probably on hour 31 as we speak ( someone knock her out pls )

ARE THEY

a virgin: whitehorse has heard enough horror stories in the break room between her and joey to last him a lifetime a cuddler: closeted cuddler, yes a kisser: most definitely; woman has to play up her natural assets scared easily: her response time is too lagged for that jealous easily: depends; she’s more jealous of what she should have/could have/would have had in a general sense than being jealous of a particular person or a thing trustworthy: in her own way, yes dominant: disgustingly so submissive: not in this lifetime in love: very much so single: very much so part 2

RANDOM QUESTIONS (tw for self harm/suicide mention)

have they harmed themselves: yes, but it’s more by means of unintentional yet severe substance abuse thought of suicide: not as often as one would assume; joanne has a very strong sense of self-preservation, but tends to run from her bleak reality by means of one harmful way or the other attempted suicide: once or twice during her lowest points in life wanted to kill someone: on the daily have/had a job: girl had juggled three part-time jobs; there is nothing she fears anymore have any fears: ( see above ) to fall back into old bad habits, loss of control, death, failure, a bad future, poverty, being abandoned and forgotten, long stays at a hospital, the judges, the bliss, the power of john’s hair gel

FAMILY

sibling(s): micah burton ( older brother ) parent(s): abigail burton née belman ( mother ); jim burton ( father ) children: asher seed ( daughter in new dawn au ) significant other: jacob seed ( circumstantial lover/”could do without” mentor/#prisonwife #prisonhusband #imkidding #kinda ) pets: boomer for the cuddles, cheesecake for the throttles ( bitch naturally attracts the judges but will forget her dog 101 and run away like what does she think will happen then?? )

GENERAL

name: michael scott-hughes alias(es): mike, mikey, mickey ( mary may exlusive ), mike the bike/fall’s end’s bicycle, resistance’s poster boy, manwhore, cassanova, the archangel ( joseph exclusive ), the antichrist ( also joseph exclusive ), war dog, hughes boy ( fairgrave exclusive ) gender: cis. male age: 30 birth: 6th july, 1988 place of birth: fall’s end, montana spoken languages: english, russian, basic chinese mandarin and turkish sexual preference: pansexual occupation(s): residential shady, shady man ( international arm’s dealer, most recently demoted to local resistance leader and occasional general goods store co-owner )

APPEARANCE

eye colour: green hair colour: brown height: 181cm ( 5′11 ), and 6ft on tinder jkjk man’s confident enough to not grasp for that extra inch, unlike someone ( john ) scars: heavily burnt left hand ( from trying to fish out his ex girlfriend’s boiling corpse r.i.p. to that steaming puss— ), gash on his right temple, nicely healed gun wound on left shoulder, not so nicely healed amputated right hand ( man’s not having the best time in my canon, is he ), various incorrectly healed cuts and bruises

FAVOURITE

colour: green and rustics song: wild world by yusuf/cat stevens food: unlike the faker above, michael actually likes to cook and eat healthy meals, so anything from salads to veggies to oatmeal to soups will do ( and meat; man’s been a vegetarian for a grand total of 4 days in his entire life ( or 14, if you count the time he got abducted to john’s bunker womp )) drink: sugary drinkswhiskey, fresh juices, “water can be so, so sexy, annie—”

HAVE THEY

passed university: no, though michael really busted his ass to self-educate on subjects that will be beneficial to his line of work had sex: we stopped keeping tabs and numbers nearly ten years ago had sex in public: we stopped blinking at these types of shenanigans nearly ten years ago too gotten pregnant/ someone else pregnant: yes? no? maybe? ( mike’s too afraid to even think about it, but hopes he hasn’t fathered any babies any time soon ) kissed a boy: yes ( affectionate ) kissed a girl: yes ( affectionate² ) gotten tattoos: yes: the sword of damocles on his left inner forearm, intertwined snakes running across his right ribs, a tiny smiley face on his ass lord save him gotten piercings: yes, and everyone hated his attempt to revive the 90s with his lil earring like c’mon you already have a reputation of being a sleaze— been in love: yes, but surprisingly not as many times as one may think ( truthfully, three times: mary may, lana, joanne mary may again ) stayed up for more than 24 hours: sometimes it just cannot be helped

ARE THEY

a virgin: maybe in a past life as an amoeba a cuddler: yes ( try to escape his hold during a summer night i’ll give you 5 bucks if you can break the deadlock ) a kisser: he just exists to smooch at this point scared easily: truthfully, he’s quite desensitized as is, so it’s really hard to truly rock him jealous easily: no; though he might get a bit petty and bitter if someone mentions merle and mary may becuase, like, c’mon, mary—merle briggs? trustworthy: one of his better traits, but past events have shown that boy tends to lose some of his morals for love dominant: yes submissive: yes part 2 man will accommodate and switch it up in love: often single: loosely, often

RANDOM QUESTIONS (tw for self harm/suicide mention)

have they harmed themselves: michael has bad mental health trips stemming from having a lot of insecurities as a child; these may evolve into bad habits and pure recklessness on his part to prove his worth thought of suicide: these thoughts don’t come often, but when they do, it’s harder for him than most to shake them off and recover attempted suicide: once, during the boiling pit incident wanted to kill someone: yes, but it comes more from need than want usually have/had a job: yes, though no retail until he was 30 and stuck providing hope county with slugs and bullets have any fears: loneliness, rejection, abandonment, repercussions and consequences, not being good enough, powerlessness, loss, the angel pit, the process of dying

FAMILY

sibling(s): none, but: jackson hughes ( uncle ) parent(s): jessica hughes née scott ( mother ), david hughes ( father ) girl i have his whole family tree drawn up like you wouldn’t believe children: andrew hughes ( son in new dawn au and maybe canon ) significant other: mary may fairgrave ( childhood sweetheart/awkward ex/once in a rare cosmic event fuck buddy/volatile lovers ) pets: peaches loves him she doesn’t; she just wants to chew on his hair

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DEPUTY JOANNE BURTON & JACOB SEED: A PLAYLIST.

—up in flames, cannot be saved.

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—oc speech mannerisms.

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NO. OF SPOKEN LANGUAGES: 1 / 2 / 3+

TONE OF VOICE: high / average / deep

ACCENT: yes / no

DEMEANOR: confident / shy / approachable / hostile / other: aloof / depends on the situation

POSTURE: slumped / straight / stiff / relaxed

HABITS - head tilting / swaying / fidgeting / stuttering / gesturing / arm crossing / strokes chin / er, um, or other interjections / plays with hair or clothing / hands at hips / inconsistent eye contact / maintains eye contact ( this bitch will stare you down squinting like a fucking freak not a single thought behind those eyes ) / frequent pausing / stands close / stands at distance

COMPLEXITY:

VOCABULARY: ⚫⚫⚫⚪⚪

EMOTION: ⚫⚫⚪⚪⚪

SENTENCE STRUCTURE: ⚫⚫⚫⚪⚪

PROFANITY:

FREQUENCY: ⚫⚫⚫⚫⚪

CREATIVITY (in regards to profanity): ⚫⚫⚫⚫⚪

BOLD ALL THAT APPLY - arse. ass. asshole. bastard. bitch. bloody. bugger. bollocks. chicken shit. crap. cunt. dick. frick. fuck. horseshit. motherfucker. piss. prick. screw. shit. shitass. son of a bitch. twat. wanker. pussy.

THIS OR THAT - straightforward or cryptic? / finding the right word or using the first word that comes to mind? / masculinity, neutrality, or femininity?/ formalities or with abrasiveness? / praise or equivocation? / frankness or lies? ( circumstantial ) / excessive or minimal hand gestures? / name-calling ( john, especially ) or magnanimity ( for john? never. ) ? / friendly or blunt?

IMPORTANT QUESTIONS:

DO PEOPLE HAVE A HARD TIME UNDERSTANDING OR HEARING YOUR CHARACTER? - almost always / frequently / sometimes / rarely / never.

DOES YOUR CHARACTER’S POINT COME ACROSS EASILY WHEN THEY SPEAK? - almost always / frequently / sometimes / rarely / never.

WOULD YOUR CHARACTER INITIATE CONVERSATIONS? - almost always / frequently / sometimes / rarely / never.

WOULD YOUR CHARACTER BE THE ONE TO END CONVERSATIONS? - almost always / frequently / sometimes / rarely / never.

WOULD YOUR CHARACTER USE ‘WHOM’ IN A SENTENCE? yes / no / only ironically.

YOUR CHARACTER WANTS TO MAKE A COUNTERPOINT. WHAT WORD DO THEY USE?- but / though / although / however / perhaps / mayhaps.

HOW DOES YOUR CHARACTER END CONVERSATIONS? - walk away / ask if that’s everything / say that’s everything / give a proper goodbye / tell their company they’re done here / remain quiet / they don’t.

WHAT SOCIAL CLASS WOULD OTHERS ASSUME YOUR CHARACTER BELONGS TO, HEARING THEM SPEAK?- upper / middle / lower.

IN WHAT WAYS DOES THE WAY YOUR CHARACTER SPEAK STAND OUT TO OTHERS? - accent / vocabulary / tone / level / politeness / brusqueness / it doesn’t.

NO. OF SPOKEN LANGUAGES: 1 / 2 / 3+

TONE OF VOICE: high / average / deep

ACCENT: yes / no

DEMEANOR: confident / shy / approachable / hostile / other / depends on the situation

POSTURE: slumped / straight / stiff / relaxed

HABITS - head tilting / swaying / fidgeting / stuttering / gesturing / arm crossing / strokes chin / er, um, or other interjections / plays with hair or clothing / hands at hips / inconsistent eye contact / maintains eye contact ( like jo, but think white straight boys on tiktokTM ) / frequent pausing ( doesn’t need to take a breath he is a different breed ) / stands close ( no one is exempt or safe ) / stands at distance

COMPLEXITY:

VOCABULARY: ⚫⚫⚫⚫⚪

EMOTION: ⚫⚫⚫⚫⚫

SENTENCE STRUCTURE: ⚫⚫⚫⚫⚪

PROFANITY:

FREQUENCY: ⚫⚫⚫⚪⚪

CREATIVITY (in regards to profanity): ⚫⚫⚫⚫⚪

BOLD ALL THAT APPLY - arse. ass. asshole. bastard. bitch. bloody. bugger. bollocks. chicken shit. crap. cunt. dick. frick. fuck. horseshit. motherfucker. piss. prick. screw. shit. shitass. son of a bitch. twat. wanker. pussy.

THIS OR THAT - straightforward or cryptic? / finding the right word or using the first word that comes to mind? ( horny level dependable ) / masculinity, neutrality, or femininity?/ formalities or with abrasiveness? / praise or equivocation? / frankness or lies? / excessive or minimal hand gestures? / name-calling or magnanimity ? / friendly or blunt?

IMPORTANT QUESTIONS:

DO PEOPLE HAVE A HARD TIME UNDERSTANDING OR HEARING YOUR CHARACTER? - almost always / frequently / sometimes / rarely / never.

DOES YOUR CHARACTER’S POINT COME ACROSS EASILY WHEN THEY SPEAK? - almost always / frequently / sometimes / rarely / never.

WOULD YOUR CHARACTER INITIATE CONVERSATIONS? - almost always / frequently / sometimes / rarely / never.

WOULD YOUR CHARACTER BE THE ONE TO END CONVERSATIONS? - almost always / frequently / sometimes / rarely / never.

WOULD YOUR CHARACTER USE ‘WHOM’ IN A SENTENCE? yes / no / only ironically.

YOUR CHARACTER WANTS TO MAKE A COUNTERPOINT. WHAT WORD DO THEY USE?-  but / though / although / however / perhaps / mayhaps.

HOW DOES YOUR CHARACTER END CONVERSATIONS? - walk away / ask if that’s everything / say that’s everything / give a proper goodbye / tell their company they’re done here / remain quiet / they don’t.

WHAT SOCIAL CLASS WOULD OTHERS ASSUME YOUR CHARACTER BELONGS TO, HEARING THEM SPEAK?- upper / middle / lower.

IN WHAT WAYS DOES THE WAY YOUR CHARACTER SPEAK STAND OUT TO OTHERS? - accent / vocabulary / tone / level / politeness / brusqueness / it doesn’t.

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—six sentence sunday ( monday ) !

Tagged my @shallow-gravy; thanks, hun! x Going to tag: @faithchel, @risenlucifer, @shellibisshe, @consumedkings, @starcrier, @ohfaiths, @chyrstis, @loriane-elmuerto, @cobb-vanthss, @strafethesesinners, @blissfulalchemist! No pressure, as per usual! 💕 Sadly, I haven’t written anything in a hot minute, but:

She meets him again not too long after she learns what falling from the very heavens feels like, having reached too high, too fast, too unprepared and clueless and stupid. The sun's grip on her wrist scalding, relentless. I told you God won't let you take me.

( And he's right; he himself, like the sun, will expand and consume until there is nothing left but to succumb to his own self-inflicted heat, engulfing all those who had once surrounded him in the fire that followed. Them, only them. Not Joanne, not the entire world. Just the ones who bear his mark, his words, his teachings. Suffocated by gas, filled with lead. Nothing as poetic as he had promised, but excruciating all the same. )

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DEPUTY JOANNE BURTON + SEASONS 🍂 for @risenlucifer & @queennymeria

“AUTUMN tends to appeal to risk takers. It is a time of uncertainty when it comes to weather, and for those who enjoy waking up to different temperatures every day, it is perfect. Those who favor autumn are very go-with-the-flow type people and get excited to explore new things.”

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interesting + jojake xx

Thank you for this cheap ploy, lovely! x This is simply just some writing practice, the setting is up in the air and undetermined, but I really wanted to actually post something for once. Since I’m re-doing my entire canon and their relationship with it, I needed to gauge their new dynamic, which, admittedly, is going to be far darker than what it innitially was ( though not as bad as how I presented it here—I think? ). Anyway, enjoy my failed attempt at something decent! ♥

word count: 1k

rating: M for mature themes.

warning: elements of dubcon, brain-washing, dark themes, slight smut ( but not really ), swearing, blood and gore. Also, we die like men in draft form.

Joanne cannot remember how she ended up here again, not fully.

She has an even harder time recalling why she is stood before him, looking up at him, gaze clouded and heavy like her rising chest that presses against his. Nothing seems to matter anymore, not the fresh wounds littering her body, not the blood that sticks to her hands, slimy and slick, still; nothing at all but this, but him, all of a sudden—

She cannot think, because he has his hand looped around your neck, nearly lovingly, most certainly painfully, and he tells you that only you, yes, you, Joanne, could have made it this far. He kisses you, then, presses his scarred mouth—a gift from you, long ago—hungry and demanding, teeth nipping, and you, yes, you, Joanne, let him, for there is nothing of you that doesn't belong to him anymore. The palm he drags over his shoulder, once free and unrestrained, carries his gun now, raises it to your eye level, and pulls.

Bang. Bangbangbang.

You hear it now, too, but the sound does not explode through your veins like it should, does not make you recoil and shudder with the thud of a body crumbling before your feet. Books splatter on the concrete ground carelessly, your body across the table more welcoming and preferable than any work of Joseph ever will be, and you, Joanne, are completely and utterly ensnared by his looming form, pressed tightly against him, welcoming and favoured, arms locked around his neck, and there is nothing you can do as he slowly devours you, his little soldier—

But then he chooses to purposely hum a slight tune, right against your neck, just below your bloodied earlobe, and even through the throbbing pain, you still realize, and recognize.

Joanne rotates her shoulder, lets the bone crash painfully, venomously, insistently against his chest to make him stop and let go because, no, it's not your voice that echoes throughout your skull, splitting and loud, but his.

His, Jacob's, praising and soft and insistent, loud against the muffled sound of the music box she notices just now stringing along it's tune—stringing her along to it's tune. To Jacob's—

She feels sick; her blood-stained mouth sneering, snarling, trying her best to hold in the bile and the curses and the shout, and yet—when, suddenly, there's only silence between them, the music and the residue trance broken with the snap of a box, Joanne spits at him, needing him to feel her rage, hot and grimy and slick with blood against him. Jacob simply wipes at his chin, tries to get rid of the saliva there, and laughs.

She hates hearing the ring of him in her head, hates the way she loses herself at the drop of a hat, a snap of a finger—just like that, body and mind ensnared by him, making her his in every single way that counted or mattered.

"Interesting," is the only word he breathes out slowly, ( softly, always so fucking softly, like his fucking brother )  as he untangles his limbs from where they had been curled around her slight form. He steps back, not bothering to lift her up from where she lays there, across his table, staring at the ceiling in silent contempt, nor the white, thick book at his feet he should be revelling at.

You know what he wanted to say to you, the unspoken sentence hanging in the air, and you start to fret, for you, yes, you, Joanne, are starting to become immune, apparently: to the conditioning, to the effects of it, to the guilt. And, oh, do you feel fucking guilty and dirty for feeling cold and empty without the ( familiar; you hate just how familiar ) drag of his body against yours, or his hand against your neck, or his voice inside your head.

But you fret longer, still, that he will drag you back into that seat and tie you down and blast that god damn song until the only thing you can see is red. So much red. Red all over. Redredred.

Your hands, the walls, the screams.

Joanne fears that the slight turn of his torso and the curl of his mouth ( so red and bloodied against scarred skin ) means that he will take her by the forearm and drag her through the building, kicking and screaming, until the music deafens any fight left in her, making her fully his, like he first intended it; his little soldier—

But this was just another spontanious test of his. A hunch, he had said, after she was brought into the room, too awake and too wild to truly and fully be under his tune. He had pulled open the lid, pulled the trigger with it, and Joanne cannot pin-point how long ago that was as she became lost in the music, lost in him.

( For a fleeting moment, anyway. )

However, even with his hunch proven to be correct, Jacob does no such thing.

He does not drag you to a secluded room nor paints your vision in red ( he never again would, you soon learn, not when it didn’t truly count ). He does not pay you much mind at all, actually; still splattered on his table, still on full display, clothed and bloody and sore, as he pockets the music box with another slight hum that makes you involuntarily jolt and him smirk further, deeper; relishing in his hold on you, even with the deathly quiet between you.

“Next time, do better; be quicker,” he says to you as a parting, Joanne, and you’d be a fool not to heed his suggestion.

[heroofpenamstan]

LESSONS OF A LOVER: ↳"Surprise them when they least expect it." —Wolf and Flame, Nikita Gill.

[lobanhart]

Bozechki-koshechki! (I say it in Russian instead of "Oh my God", lmao) I love Zoe Kravitz so madly that I was incredibly happy when I was commissioned to paint her face ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ Thank you, sweet @tomexraider​ for trust and nice words. Thanks for inspiring me! Jacob&Joanne