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@joshuapcrrish sent 😀 for a happy interaction

“ hey! “ joan bounded over to joshua, a wide grin spreading over her face. “ just the person I’m looking for. “ in truth, she’d just been looking for a person --- the nearest possible target, which happened to be the son of iris. she gave an airy wave of her hand, dismissing the idea, not really caring in the moment that joshua had no idea what she was waving away. “ you won’t believe, “ she said, stressing each syllable with tightly coiled excitement, “ what I just found. honestly, I think some demeter or dionysus kids were smoking in the strawberry fields earlier and ran away when they thought they were getting caught --- but they left, like, an entire cake. you have to come share it with me. “

#(c.)#(c┊joshua.)

@okayhadley sent 👁‍🗨 for our muses to make a mess

“ sorry, “ joan said after a few minutes of trying to keep to herself. she turned to hadley, with a characteristic abruptness, and let her hands hang loose in the soapy water before them. “ for getting you stuck with me on kitchen duties, I mean. hand to gods I wasn’t aiming to hit you or anything, and cause ... the chain of events that led to us here. on kitchen duty. “ off on a full tangent now, joan pulled her hands from the sink without thinking, flinging soap into the air, herself, and hadley as she gestured with feeling, “ cabin heads should brief their newer campers on, like, not yelling at me to catch things. especially not food items! while they’re playing a game with their friends! “

#(c.)#(c┊hadley.)#listen. soap everywhere is debatable as a mess but its what i have #there was like one (1) mention in the books of kitchen duty as a punishment

@charlottejean sent 🏹 for our muses practicing archery

joan tried not to look on too enviously at the neat rows of campers lined up, bows in hand and arrows in various states of flight towards the target. during the hours of the day when archery was a strongly suggested activity, joan often hid herself in the nike cabin. but as hard as it was to sit back and watch her friends carry out the task with playful, competitive ease, it was a million times worse to sit alone with her thoughts. she’d thrown in the towel today and found herself leaning against an out-of-commission target; head cocked as she watched charlotte practice. “ honestly, and this is a compliment, I think even an un-cursed sibling of mine might lose to you in a challenge here. “

#(c.)#(c┊charlotte.)

goldenfleecehq

task 04 — goldenfleecehq ask meme

okay so this isn’t a regular announcement but i realized i’d never made a task graphic and photoshop is currently out of commission so … this is what we’re working with !! anyway, i’ve made an interaction-y ask meme for our members to send to each other !! i guess it’s not really a task, but i don’t know what else to call it. we’re thriving here. as always, it’s not mandatory but highly recommended. reblog this if you want your fellow members to send you memes, and please send to everyone who has reblogged it !!

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#( ⁎∴◦ ⊱ ━━ let things come out of the woodwork┊meme. )#i am. going to reblog this on the other two but i don't want to spam!!!!#its a baby crisis for me!!!!#but i'll get over it & spam anyway!!!!!

shine-paris‌:

“Met a ghost?” Paris repeated, suddenly horror-stricken as his eyes grew wide. “Of course I haven’t met a ghost– you’re meaning to tell me that they exist?” He cleared his throat, for his voice had gotten rather high in pitch. Regaining his composure, he straightened his shoulders let out a breath. “I’ve always been a ‘believer’ in the supernatural, but that’s only because it seemed like such a far away idea.”

“ ... I think they exist? “ joan leaned back and cocked her head, not paying much mind to paris’ reaction. she’d always found she preferred a lack of eye-contact when experiencing a revelation, ghost related or otherwise. “ but then it does seem like the kind of thing a cabin would spin to yank on the rest of our chains, yeah? I think it was serious, though. and personally I’ve never given much thought to the supernatural. wouldn’t it be easier to believe in it, when it’s closer? “

#(c.)#(c┊paris.)

nightsfell‌:

there’s a disturbance in her chest, a rock situated heavily on her ribs, lungs webbed in barbed wire. it’s a feeling settled deep into her bones, pulling at her strings, and POISONING her mind. strange, to say the least, uncomfortable, to be vague, but altogether unsettling and dysphoric. she’s settled in the shadows of an old willow tree, fingers flicking her beaten up lighter on and off, eyes staring at the ground. with knees pulled up to her chest, she’s brought to reality when they slide down to sit beside her. ❛ do you ever think that maybe i’m out here by myself because i want to be alone? ❜

joan looked sidelong over at luna, wondering if the other’s words were something she was meant to respond to --- it seemed half rhetorical question, half something she should feel the need to defend herself against. but she didn’t, really. joan didn’t feel much like moving just yet, but she could understand luna’s ire at someone joining her when she’d had plans to be all alone. it could be hard finding places to be alone at camp. in lieu of responding right away, she knocked her shoulder lightly against the other girl’s shoulder. “ maybe, “ joan conceded in an even tone, light and unbothered. “ but I’m good company for when you want to be alone. “

#(c.)#(c┊luna.)

@shine-paris ------ “ oh good, you can hear me. now i know i’m not a ghost. ”

joan cocked an eyebrow at paris, half ready to roll her eyes immediately after acknowledhing him and half understanding of his need to call her out. she was having too good of a time to actually roll her eyes at him, though, so she just shook her head with a bemused smile. “ have you ever met a ghost? I’ve heard from the hades cabin that they tend to make their presence pretty known, “ joan said with a laugh. “ so you were definitely not ghost like. “

#(c.)#(c┊paris.)

task 003 —— family

#fleece.tasks03 #( ⁎∴◦ ⊱ ━━ you come to me in dreams at night┊family. )#me: gave joan an extensive mortal family #me upon seeing this task: oh no

@charlottejean

" I didn’t know you could do that! " joan titled her head at her friend with a grin, pleased to heap praise on the, admittedly talented, daughter of ares. " okay, okay, I know it’s not a competition -- look, what I’m about to do would be an absolute disaster if it was -- but hold my beer. " she allowed her grin to turn a little sly as she held her cup out to charlotte, ready to show off something herself.

#(c.)#(c┊charlotte.)#me: getting to these starters TEN DAYS LATER #my bad #i also forgot how i usually do these send a thing in starters so #let's see if this even works out alksjdhfg #also this sounds dirty but u know what #its fine

one thing you can't live without?

“ a good pair of running shoes. “

#( ⁎∴◦ ⊱ ━━ she said i’ve got a lot to learn┊a. )

If you could be reincarnated into anyone's body, who would you want to become?

“ isn’t the thing with reincarnation that you, like, come back as a baby? I guess I’d want to be reincarnated into a dope ass baby ... with a decent family life ... the ability to find solace in the things I do. basically just a second chance on my life, I guess. “

#( ⁎∴◦ ⊱ ━━ she said i’ve got a lot to learn┊a. )

if you were to ever recently meet your godly parent what would you say to them?

" nothing good. maybe I’d remind her that I haven’t even met my father, unless we’re counting cards for christmas and birthdays as meetings. see if I can spot any regret in her eyes about what she’s doomed me to on his behalf. then we could go through some real fun mother - daughter bonding. y’know, with me catching her up on my life. mostly, just to get it out of the way, it’d be a verbal highlight reel of every time her cursed losing streak has almost cost my life --- “

“ --- but we could get into everything else I lost from it. like the chance to compete in the olympics, or at least at the collegiate level. the chance to go to college, and not fear for my life. to not be miserable there. to not be miserable whenever I stop and think about what she’s done to me ... yeah. I’d have a lot to say to her. “

#( ⁎∴◦ ⊱ ━━ she said i’ve got a lot to learn┊a. )#( ⁎∴◦ ⊱ ━━ you come to me in dreams at night┊family. )

If you had one wish, what would you ask for?

“ depends on who’s granting it. the thing about wishes for people like us is that they always come at a price, don’t they? for the sake of not screwing with my life any more than it’s already been screwed with, I’d probably go for something easy — like, for my showers to always be the perfect temperature, or to never get another mosquito bite. “

#( ⁎∴◦ ⊱ ━━ she said i’ve got a lot to learn┊a. )

skrewsociety

HONESTY HOUR

joanmarkov

skrewsociety‌:

Ask me anything and I HAVE to answer it honestly, no matter what it is

xander, deacon, joan

#( ⁎∴◦ ⊱ ━━ let things come out of the woodwork┊meme. )

okayhadley‌:

“i sneezed and it started raining in cabin one. so, uh, yeah. training my mediocre budding powers is going swell, thanks for asking.” hadley couldn’t help but laugh at his own misfortune. honestly, it was pretty on-brand for the summer so far. “maybe i should just stick to the lightning. y’know, whenever it decides to work.”

“ what, you didn’t actively want all of your belongings to end up with rainwater soaking ‘em? “ joan’s light tone, her quick smile paired with an eye - roll, did nothing to betray the sense of commiseration she felt pang through her when someone mentioned their godly gifts going awry. “ if it doesn’t let up, you could camp out in seventeen for the night. “

#(c.)#(c┊hadley.)

basketcasemp3

#( ⁎∴◦ ⊱ ━━ don’t wanna live possessed by a memory┊joan. )#( ⁎∴◦ ⊱ ━━ you kissed me like a sunrise┊wc. )#i am so used to reblogging new girl musing and feeling like the character is nick #but in this case ......... joan ............................ is jess

sluheks‌:

@joanmarkov : rest their head on my muse’s shoulder/knee !

the amphitheatre has been empty for quite some time now, and a part of isolde’s mind has agreed that it is better that way. she has always thought of herself as a PEOPLE PERSON and despite wanting peace and quiet, she tugged at her friend’s sleeve and asked if she would stay for a while. “hey,” she taps joan’s shoulder with a light touch, hoping that it wouldn’t bother her too much. “so, like, i think my leg’s asleep.” she offers the other a grin. “want to shift over a little? i want to braid your hair — can i braid your hair?”

joan turned to isolde, a small grin making its way over her features at the unexpected request. sometimes ( most of the time, if joan was being honest. she rarely was ) camp could make time feel like it dragged --- a side - effect, she figured, of there being only so many activities she could participate in at any given time. it was nice to get time to spend with people; isolde especially was someone calming, reassuring, to joan. when she sat up, she nudged the other’s shoulder in light apology. “ sorry. you should’ve pushed me off sooner! “ she laughed, and resettled at an angle away from isolde. “ but if you want to braid my hair, I’d be happy to shift wherever you need me. “

#(c.)#(c┊isolde.)

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