ʜᴇᴀʀ / ʏᴏᴜ .

𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘 𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐍𝐄𝐀𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔. 𝘫𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘸𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘧𝘦𝘸.

[joyfront]

i really have to wait another few months to find out whether foggy jack is actually jack and not just a delusion / impersonator ...

[mahariela]

Bioshock Infinite: Burial at Sea pt. 1 Scenery → [5/?]

[whflibrary]

the garden district - uncle jack fan club!!

[akachloe]

Visit Original Link

Here Comes the Sun - The Beatles

[yellowiskind]

Warm. Kind. Gentle.

[rotkapp]

Games I’m looking forward to:  WE HAPPY FEW (by Compulsion Games)

[joyfront]

your writing is extraordinary. you manage to portray jack's persona while on joy incredibly well. there's the 'happiness' and yet, through it, i can sense a sinister undertone. it's quite amazing.

                     𝒾 ʜᴇᴀʀ ʏᴏᴜ ·  ⤞  anonymous .

                             i’m so emo right now,      ,,,,,,,,, thank you so much

[f--o--r--e--v--e--r]

[joyfront]

Mr. Worthing, what do you do in your off time?

                     𝒾 ʜᴇᴀʀ ʏᴏᴜ ·  ⤞  anonymous .

          ❝    WELL NOW,   that’s a very good question.  my work tends to keep me busy from the early hours to late at night,  so my time isn’t as off as i’d like it to be.  though … i do love the occasional night walk along the parade …  with the local constabulary of course,  haha  !    ❞

         ❝     ———ah,  but seriously.   apart from that,  what could be better than a nice warm bath to wash all the troubles away  ?   not like i have any troubles,  oh no ...  but if i did,  a nice long soak could take care of them lickety-split,  wouldn’t you agree  ?     ❞      of course you do.

[skiplo-wave]

Wellie: are you a downer?

Arthur

[fadiabh23]

[weincorrectfew]

Uncle Jack: Leave your troubles elsewhere~ So! Life is disappointing? Forget it. In Wellington Wells, life is beautiful. The girls are beautiful - even the constabulary is beautiful!

[sillysweetgirl]

Visit Original Link

Let me take you down ‘Cause I’m going to strawberry fields Nothing is real And nothing to get hung about Strawberry fields forever ..

[rosemarigold]

[joyfront]

°★   »   @cloudtorn.   //   elizabeth :

She waited out of sight for the broadcast to end, listening close to the source of the voice over the radio. It was a matter of simple deduction, finding her way to a radio station: the one who delivered the news would know the source of the news, and the source would no doubt get her closer to Comstock - or further away, if she was fortunate enough to find a means out of Columbia before that time. 

The pinky, she thought: portraits of a brown-haired baby missing the very same finger all across the city came to her recollection, hand swinging back to mask it behind her skirt. Nobody could know, least of all the man who could run right back to a microphone and tell everyone with a working speaker where their LAMB was (the pit in her stomach sunk deeper every time she thought of it; 19 years alone in a tower, and they had all gladly kept her there - ) but the door was opening and the man of the hour (morning and evening hours, and a few inbetween) was out on the street, for however brief a time.

“Pardon me - would you happen to be Mr. Worthing?”

@joyfront​

    COLUMBIA’S BROADCAST SYSTEMS,      still ripe with his delayed farewells and outro music,   were coming to their conclusions as the station door opened.  while he had grown used to narrating many of his own rushed exits,  something about walking the streets alone continued to unsettle him.  with a hand still tautly placed atop the door,    it was no shock that the sudden conversation caught him unawares.  after jerking his head around instinctively   (   perhaps a bit too quickly   ) ,   it was made clear the other was not intent on physical harm,   and he started to regain his fractured composure.

               ❝     ——————yes.  yes, i am.  jack worthing.  were you waiting long  ?   you could have come inside instead of standing out in the heat.     ❞      the weather was the one thing he could never get used to. even in the building’s shade he felt he could overheat.      ❝     sorry,  was there something you needed help with  ?     ❞

[bloodofelves]

ᴊᴏɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴜɴ

[joyfront]

joyfront‌:

                      JACK’S PERSONAL BOBBIES .

name:   constable laurence penton.

namesakes:   laurence lowry and richard penton.

faceclaim:   dan/ny hus/ton.

age:   46.

role:   guards jack at work and walks him home at night.

hair colour:   salt and pepper black.

eye colour:   dark brown.

height:   6′ 2″.

weight:   192 lbs.

notes:   takes his job very seriously. lived near jack as a child and they were friends from a young age. helped jack grieve when he lost margaret.  thinks joy is a necessary evil. has made several visits to the reform club.

name:   constable walter reid.

namesakes:   walter langley and john robertson reid.

faceclaim:   we/s ben/tley.

age:   38.

role:   walks jack to work in the morning and guards his house at night.

hair colour:   black.

eye colour:   blue.

height:   5′ 11″.

weight:   185 lbs.

notes:   is incredibly loyal to jack. isn’t a big fan of joy. still takes blackberry since he can’t afford a steady stream of sunshine. bumped into constable penton at the reform club once and they haven’t spoken about it since.