River Child

Indi RP/Ask blog for Mark Twain's character Joe Harper from The Adventures of Tom Sawyer Semi-selective, OC and crossovers welcome! M!A-

[askjoeharper]

Thank You

//For a lot of different reasons, I haven’t really been around this blog in the last few years. Things have been kind of crazy and a lot of things have changed for me. 

But that’s not to say that I don’t still love this sweet rough-and-tumble Missourian to bits, believe me, I do. Joe continues to be a character I love and there’s always going to be a very special place in my heart for The Adventures of Tom Sawyer novels, Joe Harper and the adventures that I’ve had while on this blog. 

That being said, I just wanted to say thank you. Thank you to all of those who have interacted or followed me for nearly five years now. Thank you for the friendship, kindness, shenanigans and laughs that came from the adventures this boy has had. Thank you for willing to interact and talk to not only a character that is barely known, but a mun who was brand new to rping as well. Thank you for the support, encouragement and guidance during one of the darkest points in my life. 

There are few things when it comes to tumblr that make me smile as brightly as I do when I look back at this blog and the adventures Joe has had. And while we don’t talk much any more, I can express the admiration, care, love and thankfulness I still feel towards the friends I made through Joe. No matter where life takes me, I’m never going to forget you nor the amazing memories that were made through this blog. 

From the bottom of my heart Thank you. 

@picorihero, @childrenofspirit, @enter-detektive, @marvelous-mayor, @annastrxng, @dxdger, @aprimreaper, @allieinarden, @hopedreaminq, @licorickblack, @circadiangates, @pistclmouth, @lavendersuspenders

[motivated-mindset]

Each time I perform an act of kindness, a part of me heals.

(via motivated-mindset)

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“....I won....’n I think ‘m scarred for life.” 

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“...I killed a snake ‘n the galaxy...even if’n I survive this there ain’t no one who’s gonna believe it.” 

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//I’m gonna do it...Tonight, I’m going to try to get myself to work on drawn icons if I get the energy and also rescreen cap the film I got Joe’s fc from. 

This will be very limited but...

Like for a small starter? 

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Botanist Witch Aesthetic

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~Autumn Wonderland~

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Winter in the Orchard

Minolta MD Zoom Rokkor-X 35-70mm f/3.5 lens on Sony A7.

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Spring Garden(3000x1800)

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//......

Something is stirring in the apple orchard of Saint Petersburg

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enter-detektive:

They allowed themself an earnest, almost sheepish smile at Joe’s show of good faith.

“I always have a lot of work to do when I go home. There is only one Detektive, after all,” they explained. “I ended up needing to save the Mayor from his own house. Can you believe it?”

Seeing his genuine interest, they continued.

“His house is very tall like the Mill, you see. And the doors always take you where you would like to go, as they should. However, Mayor Gluttony was unable to remember why he wanted to go where he wanted to go, so the doors could not help him. And it would seem that he was too distracted puzzling his own predicament to stop going in circles, so I had to find him myself.”

“Landsakes,” Joe said, his eyes wide in curiosity and surprise. “He ain’t hurt ‘r nothing, is he? I ain’t ever heard anythin’ ‘bout doors working any way other than to let you through to the other side, but I know things are different where you’re from.” 

“You ain’t havin’ to go back right away, are you?” The boy asked, trying not to let his worry slip through. “ ‘m knowing that you’re work’s important...but you’re able to to stay ‘round here for a bit, ain’t you?” 

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“The orchard ain’t open for public tours….you needin’ something?” 

“Just wanted to pop bye and say hi!” Rick answered, smiling. “How ya been?”

“Landsakes, Rick! I didn’t even recognize that it was you! ‘M doin’ fine. How are you?” 

“Awake an’ breathin’,” he shrugged. “Just needed a break from home and work.”

“Ain’t able to say I blame you for that. Things ‘round here ain’t been too interested lately.” 

“Same at home, everything’s just… I dunno, getting repetitive. Wake up, tend the field, go race, come home, pass out on the couch…”

“…You interested in gettin’ into some sort of trouble?”

Rick looked left and right briefly, before smirking. “Depends; what kinda trouble?”

“Any kind,” Joe said, a grin coming to his face. “Jist somethin’ to make things more interestin’ ‘round here.” 

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//...I’m not drowning in stress for once, decided to rp a bit, and this kid shows up. 

So! I’ll be active here for a bit. Feel free to come and talk to the little apple fritter. 

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enter-detektive:

@askjoeharper (cont.)

The sudden charge took them off guard, causing a small backwards stumble. “Of course it is me, you silly goose. Who else would I be?”

This amount of contact from just about anything else would cause them to recoil, but it felt genuine coming from Joe, the Apple Boy. In a way, they had missed him too. Were they truly gone that long?

“I only left to take care of duties at home for a while, I promise!” A bubble of laughter escaped their throat along with unnecessary tension.

“It felt like you was gone for years!” Joe exclaimed, letting them go and standing back, smiling at them. “I ain’t able to say how glad I am to see you! My Pap were just near ‘bout to try to take the cot down from the mill, but I weren’t about to let him in case you came back.” 

His home, of course Joe knew and understood that at times Rye would need to go back home. But that still didn’t make the parting any easier on the boy, especially when he never knew just when his friend would be returning. But it hardly mattered now. The Detektive was back. 

“Everythin’ alright back where you’re from?” He asked. “Nothin’ much has been happenin’ ‘round here at all.” 

[enter-detektive]

Could it be true? The young trouble maker had heard the rumors, but he had learned better to than to trust the gossip of the others around the town. Never the less, he ran to the mill, throwing open the doors and running back to the loft ladder. "...Detektive?"

“Ahn? W-Wait!”

He heard a faint scurrying overhead, the soft thump of feet hitting the floor punctuating it. At the top of the ladder, Joe Harper would find himself witness to something rare: an especially disheveled Detektive.

Their hat lay stretched across the sun-lit table under the large, round window in the center of the room. Joe reached the top of the ladder to find them chasing after it.

“Ah, hah hah. You caught me!” They laughed hoarsely. Adjusting the brim of their hat gave them a quick excuse to rub the sleep from their eyes.

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The brightest of smiles came to the eldest Harper child’s face at the familiar sight of the Detektive, despite however disheveled they may have thought they were. It didn’t matter to him. His friend was back!

“Detektive!” He cried, all formalities forgotten as he lunged towards them and pulled them into a hug. “Landsakes! It’s you! It’s really you! I was worried you weren’t ever to come back! Where had you been?” 

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//....Do my eyes deceive me or is there a detektive in our midst?!?!?!

@enter-detektive

[porcelainapparition]

Isn’t it too dreamy?