#ft. josie

[shapiros]

STARTER FOR JOSIE. ( @pinkribbcn​ )

– BLAIR’S SLEEPING HABITS ARE FICKLE ANYWAY. probably another reason why she was a woman not built for the idea of the corporate workplace, napping in the middle of the day, up painting a mural in the middle of the night. it’s in the left corner of the living room – hopefully ethan likes it when he wakes up in the morning, but they’re supposed to go see kem, so there’s a chance he won’t even notice. she’s just drawn a stroke of blue sky when she hears a knock at the door, crawls on her hands at knees to get it at first until she remembers, oh yeah, walking is a thing. a small laugh at herself as she gets to her feet and opens the door.

she’s not sure who she expected, but josie franklin would be at the bottom of the list. 

“ babe, it is wayyyyy past curfew, ” blair remarks with a laugh, tucking a paintbrush behind her ear. she looks josie up and down for a beat, finds it strange how much things have changed. she’s always underestimated josie a little, but every day she seems to look stronger. taller, somehow. “ what’s with all the stuff ? you going on vacation ? ” 

[elicts]

𝒸𝓁𝑜𝓈𝑒𝒹 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒻𝑜𝓇 @ambvrs​

shopping  for  christmas  decorations  on  december  23rd  isn’t  usually  his  go-to.  a  little  too  hectic  for  someone  who  usually  prefers  peace  and  quiet  leading  up  to  the  festive  period.  but  put  a  man  in  a  new  town,  in  a  different  country,  and  he’s  happy  to  at  least  try  a  break  in  his  routine.  albeit,  in  the  form  of  an  excuse  to  visit  the  small  art  shops  and  boutiques  he’d  looked  up  online.  although  .  .  .  josie’s  company  makes  that  far  easier.  grin  thrown  in  her  direction  as  they  enter  the  doorway  of  the  second  small  boutique  of  the  day  on  avenue  du  mont-blanc.  “i  spent  some  time  on  google  this  morning  and  i  saw  this  decoration  renting  service . . .  mia  might  like  that  -  it’s  more  eco-friendly  if  we  can’t  get  everything  home...”  he  trails  off,  eyes  landing  on  a  holly  and  berry  foliage  fit  for  a  mantle  and  quickly  threading  his  fingers  over  it.    “but  then  i  also  kinda  like  this.  i  think  that  could  be  quite  cute  .  .  .  what  do  you  think?  maybe  with  some  of  those  little  partridge  decorations  we  saw  earlier?” 

[lorenahqs]

(  &&. JOSIE BEAR  💖 )

lorena: saw your tweet, babes.

lorena: i'm def down for the girls trip because mama needs some fun !!

lorena: and lots of wine

lorena: so let's make it happen for real

[bloodbrothcrs]

josie. ( @bestofthem​​ )

TRUTHFULLY IT WAS A BORING SHIFT, the opening shift usually was apart from the few local’s who spent majority of their days in the towns pub. albeit, bonnie wasn’t about to complain ( too much ) considering she was getting off in the evening time rather than the usual early morning deal. the more she thought about it however, the more the femme realized it probably didn’t matter. she’d go home, binge watching something on netflix or read a book, and eventually pass out on her couch until later tomorrow. it was almost IRONIC, a life that once withheld so much excitement and was entirely unpredictable had become the exact opposite of that. every day was like the last, and bonnie was beginning to feel like she was merely just passing the days by rather than truly living. having nudged open the door of the pub to the main street, she stalks toward the local diner to grab herself some takeout food as a ‘treat’, or just because she could. a bell jingles above her head upon entry to the quaint little food joint, hands shoving into the pockets of her jacket as she awaits her turn in line. the moment she lets her gaze wander, the femme can’t help but spot a very recognisable face in one of the booths. “josie ??” words barely audible beneath her breath, a crease forming between groomed brows to express the confusion. bonnie had never actually told anyone where she had settled, to her friends knowledge she was still traveling around, so to see someone from mystic falls here took her by surprise. her steps are careful as she makes her way toward the booth, hand stretching outward to delicately press on the opposing girls shoulder. “josie,” she greets softly, lips curving upward at the edges. “what are you doing here ?? is ric around too ?? and lizzie ??”

[shapiros]

STARTER FOR JOSIE. ( @pinkribbcn​ )

– “JOSIEEEE!” BLAIR’S VOICE TAKES ON A JOYOUS TONE, despite having partially avoided josie since she’d been back. however, josie has always been nothing but kind, even ADORING in nature when it’s come to blair...and it does feel like nothing’s changed. blair is just hesitant of things or people that feel too good to be true. inhibitions lowered tonight, however, and her arms wrap around the smaller girl’s frame, beaming with the aura of bad influence. “ how are you feeling ? are you having fun ? if you’re not, we can fix that STAT, ” blair adds, dangling her flask in the air. 

[magnctic]

who would you like to get to know more in the society?

  BASILE . he’s locked up , and puts on a good front . . but i think he has a lot going on behind the scenes , if he’d let someone in . JACE , especially now that he’s dating one of my favourite people . ROSE . . she’s got something to her , doesn’t she ? something that’s just . . wonderful . ZOYA , because look at her .  i . . i mean , i guess i wouldn’t MIND knowing GEORGE more . JOSIE . . because she’s so selfless and kind and warm . i adore her , a lot . 

[magnctic]

who in your circlet is the most smoochable?

 alejandra taps a finger to her lips in faux thought .  “ JOSIE . there’s something powerfully charming about her . also . . evelyn , because she makes me laugh . and there’s something very smoochable about people who make me laugh . “

@ambvrs  // @oysterformed 

[magnctic]

“ i can never do anything right can i !? ”

  “  don’t say that . i would never say that . don’t you dare . “ alejandra says , immediately . her voice is kind but stern . she swallows thickly . she’s trying not to think about josie with rhys . trying not to think about their mouths , or bodies . his hands in her hair . her touching him . SHE DOESN’T WANT TO ENVISION IT , but her brain is a traitor . the images flash to her , made up and overly creative . alejandra doesn’t know exactly what to say  , but she wants to say SOMETHING to comfort josie , who’s clearly beating herself up . SO MUCH FOR NOT TOUCHING THE PRODIGIES . and here alejandra thought she was so special , when rhys said THEY COULD GIVE IT A GO . he would know . he already had broken the rules with josie at that point , anyways . DON’T DO THIS . don’t go down that path . .  “ was there . .. are there feelings ? do you . . want to do it again ? “ she winces , wondering how she became so robotic and BAD at conversing all of a sudden  . but she knows why . GOD , she knows why .  “ it’s not your fault . not entirely . both of you participated . he’s just as much to blame . sex . . lust . .  it’s all only human nature , after all . “ she’s mumbling whatever she can , hoping the mental images will stop . hoping that she’d never been PRIVVY to this information in the first place . things would have been so much easier AGAIN if alejandra had simply minded her own business , as she usually does .