reality of a dreamer

Bertha Jorkins twenty , neutral, gossip, dreamer, adventurer "Stars are not small or gentle. They are writhing and dying and burning. They are not here to be pretty. I am trying to learn from them."

[kim-jisoo]

[joysofbertha-blog]

@theflowxrqueen

[sofia-pls]

Some people go from bechari to bitchari real quick

[desi-girl-problems]

Oh I see. When Deepika dances in a sequined bra she’s “sexy” and “glamorous”, but when I do it I’m “embarrassing”, “ruining Thanksgiving” and “need to get off the dinner table”.

[joysofbertha-blog]

clarkwood:

Clark gave her a smile, amused at her boldness. “Then I’m sorry I hurt your feelings.” Leaning in, he whispered, “I’ll tell you a secret- things are only awkward if you make it awkward. It’s an interviewing trick.”

Bertha ducked her head to whisper back. “I’ll tell you a secret. Awkward’s okay, especially because it’s pretty easy to cheer me up. I’m sure you can figure something out.”

[theflowxrqueen-blog]

oct 1978 ;;

[joysofbertha-blog]

theflowxrqueen:

Daisy giggled, about to respond with some surprised reaction and something about how the weather was always lovely or she just had to see the bright side of there being no sunny days. Of course, she was interrupted by the presence of Bertha at her side, fingers already digging into her own stomach. “Bertha!” She screeched, curling up at the touch of her friend’s hands and laughing quite loudly. She let out a small shriek, unable to control her noises.

Berta didn’t back off until she was sure Daisy wasn’t able to breath. With a few giggles of of her own, she laid down beside her, half on top of her. “I win, ha. What’s my prize?”

[joysofbertha-blog]

witbeyondlexie:

Lexie’s mouth opened for a second and then closed again as she shook her head vehemently. “No! I would never! He’s the nastiest most insensitive guy on the planet! I’m outraged. You know I’ve known him since forever, right? But we haven’t seen each other for some time, and he didn’t recognise me! He tried to flirt with me Bertha! I’m just- it’s absurd!”

“Outraged? Okay, wait, back up, what did he do? Are you mad at him for flirting with you, what? Come on, Lex, you’re gorgeous, he was blinded by it. Don’t tell me you blew him off.”

[prewctts-blog]

hestia’s tea party || october `78

[joysofbertha-blog]

bonfireofthevcnities:

Emma offered her a small smile. “Ah, how intriguing,” she said, gazing at the tea cup with distain. “I must confess, I didn’t realise there were so many experimental flavours either. This is quite the tea educating experience.”

“Apparently Hestia is crazy about tea. In the best kind of way, I guess” she replied, though in her head, she was wondering why Emma didn’t spoil herself with fancy tea after fancy tea. “It’s so good to see you in the light, though, I haven’t seen you since the day I caught you sneaking around in the woods and performing your ritual summoning. How are you? Are your knees okay? No more tripping and falling, I hope? “

[joysofbertha-blog]

narcissab:

“Crazy?” she echoed curiously, a hint of concern in her voice. Bertha’s warmth – her energy, friendly and exuberant, which seemed to emanate from the witch like a beacon – usually left Narcissa with a sense of contentedness. However, on this occasion, there was something smothering to it. She remained quietly composed, lips pursed, watching on as the other hurried about like a miniature whirlwind. “Everything is fine.” She tactfully answered the easiest question first. “Perfect, in fact. The wedding is drawing closer and I couldn’t be happier, only–,” Narcissa paused, the weight of words to come heavy on her tongue. Reaching out, she took Bertha’s hand gently in her own. “I’ve come to the decision that it would be for the best if you and I celebrated the occasion on a separate day, darling.”

Bertha’s mouth opened, then closed again. Her speechlessness only lasted a moment before she gave a small, nervous laugh, not quite ready to believe her words. “Narcissa.. Don’t be silly, what is that even supposed to mean? Celebrate your wedding separately?”

[kilianollivander]

hestia’s tea party | october `78

[joysofbertha-blog]

kilianollivander:

Cheeky grin in place, he slings an arm around her shoulders, whispering, “That’s because you are my harem,” before smacking an obnoxiously loud kiss to her cheek.

“I’m not your anything, Kil,” she replied with a laugh as she pulled him in for a greeting hug. “Especially not if you fuck up my makeup with kisses. Remember, how often my teeth are close to your dick.”

[joysofbertha-blog]

cxntrxlfreak:

That was certainly the last thing Millicent expected to hear. “Well, to each their own I suppose. It seems rather messy.” she admitted. Why would anyone be interested in such a thing? Is what she was truly thinking. But Millicent had a knack for steering clear of offending the woman if she indeed was interested in such a practice. 

Bertha held back a delighted grin at the positive response from the other witch. “Well, isn’t sex a bit messy as it is? What’s a little more for the sake of some fun?” Subtlety wasn’t exactly Bertha’s strong suit so she chose to dive right in. “When did you first try it?”

[joysofbertha-blog]

coffeedisorder:

“Wait- what? First, who’s Andrew and second why would someone ever do that?! Only dogs do that. Bertha that’s disgusting!” Lily shook her head, still in disbelief. “Nothing much. I’m back to work and my boss is still being insufferable, and I think James is hiding something from me.”

“Why are you screaming at me, he did it! And Andrew’s that gorgeous guy who works for accounting. I’ll point him out sometime.” Bertha wrinkled her nose at the reply. “Well that sounds disappointing. Boss any different than before? I thought they’re supposed to be extra nice after you get caught in scary attacks. Wait, though, what did James do? Is it the good kind, is he proposing?”

[hextiajones]

october / hestia’s tea party

[joysofbertha-blog]

hextiajones:

Hestia blushed slightly at her kind words. “Not nearly as magical as you though!” She looked around the place, pride oozing out of her. “I would absolutely do that for you if you did want a tea party! Do you?” 

“You know, normally I don’t accept uncreative compliments, but it’s your birthday, so I’ll take it this time. Next time, I expect a haiku about how you can’t keep your eyes on me, though,” she replied with a smile as she linked their arms together. “I’ll take you up on it later, promise. Let’s enjoy yours first.”

[joysofbertha-blog]

rcokwood:

Oblivious to the fact Bertha had been watching, he jumped at her seemingly sudden appearance.  A frown was still on his face, but it eased ever so slightly when he looked to the witch.  “I can start scolding you as well, if it helps,”  he remarked wryly, heaving a sigh.  “I found him trying to wander his way into the Department of Mysteries.  He claims he’d gotten the wrong floor, but it’s still caused problems.”

“Oh, such a gentleman, I might swoon,” she replied with a hand to her chest and a flutter of her lashes. Her act gave way to her curiosity as she cocked her head to the side in question. “Problems? Did he get into anything? I didn’t realize that was possible.” Her smile took a teasing turn. “I guess I know where I’m sneaking next.”

[theflowxrqueen-blog]

oct 1978 ;;

[joysofbertha-blog]

theflowxrqueen:

Daisy immediately felt awful, moving her hands to cover her eyes. “Bertha, oh no! I’m so sorry– here, try again!” She proclaimed, now shielded from both the sun and Bertha. Naturally, it wasn’t quite the same scare that Bertha could have given her a few moments before, but nonetheless she wanted to make her happy. “Gross weather? What on earth do you mean? The sky is beautiful!” 

Bertha laughs as her friend played along and she got to her knees beside her. “Shh, I’m till sneaking around. You’ll give me away.” Despite her shushing, she continued on to answer the question. “Now! But what about tomorrow? Or yesterday. Or the next three months, ew, let’s enjoy now. Speaking of, keep your eyes closed, I’m scaring you still.” With a playful smile, she dove in to tickle Daisy. 

[clarkwood-blog1]

“I got that you were telling a joke, but…” Clark’s voice drags off. He furrows his eyebrows, perplexed. “I’m not going to lie, I think it just went over my head, that’s all. I’m just tired today. Practice killed. Care to explain it?”

[joysofbertha-blog]

“Hon, you know if you don’t understand a joke, all you have to do is fake laugh, right? Now this is awkward and my feelings are hurt.” She added a pout. For good measure.

[rcokwood]

“With all due respect, what the hell were you thinking?”

[joysofbertha-blog]

Bertha tilted her head to the side as she watched the scene unfold before her. It was only after the stranger shrunk before Augustus and slinked away that she approached Augustus. “It’s weird seeing you scold somebody else. I’m almost jealous. What happened there?”

[kilianollivander]

hestia’s tea party | october `78

“Sorry ‘bout that, mate. Saw a photo being taken, I got in it. No matter though – we all looked good, yeah?”

[joysofbertha-blog]

“When don’t we look gorgeous? You’re the only guy in it, though. It looks like we’re your harem, shit.”