pretty baby.

[jojamesy-blog]

judehayward:

“Nah, that’s alright. Think I was, uh, a stunt double or something in another life. Takes a lot to scare me,” he assured, pad of his thumb absently grazing along his bottom lip in distracted thought as he investigated her features. He always had a way of looking at people like he was drinking every inch of them up, mentally compiling a reference sheet of every pore to sketch out in strokes of charcoal later – it wasn’t intentional, he just couldn’t seem to help himself from finding the lumps of diamond in a coal mine. “Dunno about that. Seem pretty average sized to me. In fact, a little too average sized. Starting to think you’re one of those specially modelled robot people from Westworld. Only thing you’re missing is a cowboy hat and a homicidal agenda.”

A slight stinging of her cheeks welcomed an even darker shade of pink as he looked her over. She was never one to be so shy but the way he looked at her gave her reason to believe he was looking for some hidden secrets of some sort. She cleared her throat and smiled back at him. She was flattered and felt almost too playful, but that didn’t stop her any. “Oh yeah? I don’t know what to tell ya but I do own a cowboy hat. I think it’s in one of my old boxes actually–– and the agenda, well, that’s a secret between you and me.”

[jojamesy-blog]

calvinbeau:

“Well, yeah, sure they can be happy,” he agreed, looking behind her to observe them for a few more moments. They did look like they were enjoying themselves. However, he was not enjoying himself, so it was not an option to let it go. “Can’t they be happy somewhere else? I swear, Joey, some people need to keep it in their living rooms or whatever. What would you do if I told them not to quit their day jobs?” he asked, flashing a grin in her direction.

Joey laughed at his question. Yes, it would be pretty humorous to watch him ruin their mood but of course, she was a sucker for happy endings. She shook her head in response and playfully pat his shoulder. “C’mon now, Calvin, you’ll turn their party sour! Tell you what–– what if you let ‘em be and you come over for a drink later? We’ll have our own party so that they can have theirs. I even have some treats left.”

[jojamesy-blog]

brokcndrcams:

“the way you are going on about how this woman is eating pie is making you come off like a fuckin’ nut. why are you so invested in the way this woman is eating her meal? i don’t understand your fascination.” 

“it was just interesting! i’ve never seen something so random like that before–– and out in the open too. it was just one of those things where you kinda had to stop and watch.”

[jojamesy-blog]

elizabethlizzieliz:

“I’m so in! We can eat pie like that woman and then set up a plan to go shopping. It’s really the perfect excuse.” Liz smiled at the other girl, already excited about the idea of using the mystery woman as their inspiration.

“perfect–– i’m so glad! if not, i would’ve had to do it all by myself and look just as sad as that lady. of course i’d get the excuse to go out and get new clothes but still. she needs a pie buddy too, ya know?”

[calvinbeau-blog]

“Okay, here’s the deal,” Calvin said, extending his hand in the other’s direction. Cal had always been the type to talk with his hands. He plucked the wrench from his toolbox, an old battered one handed down through the Hawkins gentlemen since Grandpa Harvey’s youth. “If you get rid of that god-awful ballerina shit happening over there..” He waved his hand in the general direction of the music. “I’ll fix this up free of charge.”

[jojamesy-blog]

Joey followed his hand, looking over at the direction he was talking about. “Aw, c’mon! It’s not that bad. It’s the holidays after all, won’t you let ‘em be happy?” she laughed, shaking her head. Unlike many others, she enjoyed the holidays and it seemed to her that those celebrating behind her were also a fan. “What if I tell them to lower it down? Then would ya help a girl out? Please?”

[anaisevh]

“it’s holidays season, you guys! and you know what that means— it’s time to cuss your cousins out on thanksgiving, get blacked out on christmas, send out awkward family holiday cards and  basically hate yourself till the 31st of december. get festive!”

[jojamesy-blog]

“i’m guessin’ you’re not a big fan. i’m the complete opposite actually–– maybe it’s ‘cause my family’s quite small. i do, however, hate gingerbread house decorating. i can’t do that to save my life!”

[llilyjames-archived]

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[astrangejourney]

[jojamesy-blog]

elizabethlizzieliz:

“Oh no! I hadn’t even thought about the stains!” Liz couldn’t believe how invested she suddenly was in this stranger’s pie-eating habits. “Must be her excuse to go shopping for a new wardrobe.” She laughed a bit. “And now I’m in the mood for pie. Where did you see pie lady?” 

“ya know what, i never thought of that!” she exclaimed, a wide smile spreading across her lips. “that honestly should be my excuse. wanna get some pie? let’s go get some pie. fourth street. are ya in, darlin'?”

[jojamesy-blog]

judehayward:

“Knew I had you sussed. Slap a bit of paprika on my thigh and I’m ready to go? Heartless,” he dismissed with a solemn shake of his head, lining the notches of spine up with the small stretch of brick behind him so that he could lean his weight there. He’d been about to tuck his hands into his pockets to conserve some form of warmth in his fingertips when he thought better of it, tugging them out again only to carefully reach out to her midway through her last ramble. Index finger delicately hooking around a sopping lock of hair sticking against the hollow of her cheekbone, he gently brushed it aside out of her eye-line, tucking it back behind her ear. “Sorry. That one hair kept staring at me like that old woman from It Follows. Couldn’t help myself. Anyway, don’t apologise. Who needs ears, anyway?”

Her eyes followed the approaching fingers that swiftly removed the stray strands of hair away from her face. She felt a tinge of pink enter the apples of her cheeks as he did so. She laughed it off and waved her hand in dismissal. “Aw, thank you! I’m so sorry, I didn’t even notice. I hope it didn’t scare ya.” She grinned at his last comment, her eyes avoiding his for a quick moment in order for her to compose herself. “For one, I definitely don’t need them. Mine are huge, ya know? I look like that cartoon elephant.”

[jojamesy-blog]

❝ [ ✧ –– lily james ] do you hear burning love by elvis presley playing? joanna 'joey' james must be nearby. apparently the twenty-five year old has been in town for twenty years and has become known as the spitfire. hopefully bluebell won’t drive her crazy. – erica / 21 / female pronouns / pst ❞

hello Hello HELLO !! sorry i didn’t do this sooner, i was just way too excited to start, i hope you don’t mind!! my name is erica and lily james is my heart and soul. i’m a college student so i do apologize in advance if my speed with replies vary. but anyway–– let’s get started!!

this is joanna james, she introduces herself as joey. if you’ve known her for a long time then you may call her joanna (plot ideas hmm?) but in reality, her full name irks her. she wasn’t brought to bluebell until she was about five. 

her mother was from georgia, her father from bluebell (wanted connection maybe?)

her mother’s family is very wealthy, they’re very high on the social ladder so a pregnancy before marriage was a big fat NO

her parents loved each other though and tried to make things work for a while. her father stayed in georgia and married her mother. they raised joey there for a while.

they decided to leave georgia once joey turned five. they came back to bluebell and everything was dandy

the three lived with her father’s parents. they lived together on a farm.

fast forward eleven years and joey’s mother gets homesick. her parents fight yadda yadda until finally her mother leaves them.

joey and her pops have been living in bluebell since.

joey was an art school drop out, got homesick from NY and came back.

now she’s kinda twiddling her thumbs, not really sure what direction she wants to be in but all the while, raising hell out of boredom. kinda like her mother (well whadda ya kno).

that’s basically the jist of it. i’m honestly really realllllly bad with coming up with plot ideas but i’d LOVE to plot with you!! please do hmu, i’m nice i promise

[jojamesy-blog]

bccnefletch:

▬“ oh darlin’, i think you got it all wrong there, “ boone chuckled. “ see, i’m the exact opposite, i ain’t excited for christmas and thanksgivin’ and all that mumbo jumbo. overrated. but i do love me some of that hot chocolate, gotta admit, “ he nodded. “ comfy pajamas, you talkin’ about them onsies they got up at walmart? “

“oh, come on now!” she frowned, crinkling her nose. “you’re not even a lil excited for thanksgiving? all the delicious food and dessert?” she asked, almost astonished as she loved the holidays. “see, there ya go! hot cocoa is even better this time of year. i don’t know if it’s a science or what, but it’s just ten times better–– yes, onesies are nice and comfy but sometimes they even have those cute lil ‘jama pants with the reindeers and polar bears... even those lil fat santas.”

[jojamesy-blog]

elizabethlizzieliz:

“It wasn’t a contest? So was she just going to town on a pie for fun?” Liz couldn’t believe what the other girl was telling her. She silently wished that she was there to experience it herself. “You have to be proud of her. She knew what she wanted and she went for it.” 

“definitely not a contest. i honestly thought i was dreamin’! there she was, sat by herself and going to town on that cherry pie!” she laughed, clapping her hands together as she did so. “i mean, i’m definitely proud. but those stains. i don’t think she’ll be gettin’ that out any time soon.”

[jojamesy-blog]

judehayward:

“Me? Nah. Knew the forecast, just felt like taking a bath standing up, you know? Braving the elements. It’s the daredevil in me,” he cracked with a subtle hint of a smile, rubbing along his lower lash line with the pad of his thumb before he leaned back against the small stretch of brick protected by the porch roof. “This is how all horror movies start. First we’re making small talk, next? You’re roasting me over a fire and eating me to survive the storm.”

As she laughed, her curls fell back behind her shoulders. “Oh, definitely. Just another five minutes and you’ll be a goner for sure. Did I mention how weak I am? You’ll never be able to get away,” she smirked with the shake of her head.  “Really though, between us two I’m sure I’m the idiot girl who gets all the moves wrong and dies a painfully slow and obvious death. Please feel free to leave for the next stoop if I talk ya ear off.”

[jojamesy-blog]

"i mean, i thought i was a bit crazy but that lady–– man, she really went to town on that pie. bits and pieces everywhere, i'm tellin' ya. in her hair, on her face, in her nose, on her lap. if it were a pie eating contest, she really won. a winner in my book."

[bccnefletch]

▬ “ it’s not as if i’m keepin’ count of how many days are left until christmas break, but, i am keepin’ count of how many days are left until christmas break, ” boone chuckled, lowering the ice cold bottle of beer from his mouth after taking a swig. “ fall semester always go by too slow for me. no baseball, too many holidays, and too many excited kids runnin’ around like they ain’t got any sense. i just need this semester to be over. “

[jojamesy-blog]

“some might say you’re a lil too excited for christmas, don’t ya think?” joey chuckled as she sat across from the mutual. “listen, if it helps any, i’m just as excited. not only for the turkey and the pie this comin’ week but the decor and the comfy pajamas on sale!” she exclaimed in excitement. “oh–– and the hot cocoa. i love me some hot cocoa.”

[lanamemories]

“Fuckin’ hell,” Jude cursed below his breath, pinching the fabric of his sopping t-shirt between finger and thumb so he could lazily fan it out above a damp and mildly bronzed stomach. The November rain had come out of nowhere, drenching him head to toe before he could even blink. “Sorry to burst in on your door stoop. Realise it’s probably your official turf under some kind of, uh, legislation and whatnot,” he cracked with a nod up at the small porch roof guarding the pair of them from the showers. “Feel free to backhand me and throw me back out on the streets if you want. You know, leave me for dead.”

[jojamesy-blog]

Joey laughed under her breath as the stranger ran toward her. A bit of a shock at first, the soft sounds of her laughter changed the awkward tension real quick. “Oh, this isn’t even my door!” she exclaimed with a smile. “I was walkin’ home actually–– and the rain hit me pretty hard hence... well...” she looked down at her clothes, the shoulders of her sweater damp from meeting the drizzle not too long ago. “Here we are,” she grinned. “I’m assuming you didn’t expect the weather either, huh?”