#joey thread

[smutbydaylight]

muse: frank and joey, 2/4ths of the legion plot: joey has been trying to shoot his shot with your muse and frank has decided to interrupt.

Joey downed the last of his drink, a bright grin on his face. "I'm just saying, you're like super hot dude. I just think you'd look way hotter on your knees. It's totally a compliment!" Joey often spoke without thinking how he would come off. He was about to open his mouth to say something else when an arm came down on his shoulder.

Frank smiled as he interrupted the ramblings of his friend. "Hey, ignore him. He gets a little dumb when he's drunk." He gave an easy chuckle as he sipped at his own drink. "And when he sees a guy as hot as you... Well it's not even fair. It's totally game over for him. But I promise, he's a good guy. You just gotta give him a chance."

[youdadmire]

Penthouse Dreaming | C & J

      After a summer apart and constant planning for their new apartment over video chat, the day finally came for Chey and Joey to move into their new place and kick off the new school year. They found the perfect place, smack in the middle between the beach and campus, both walking distance. They had the top floor with a beautiful closed balcony and an open view of the beach; half ocean, half sky. His mother had helped them find the perfect place, of course with no limit on their budget-- a two-bedroom apartment with a large kitchen and living room. 

      It was their second day of moving in. The baby mint walls that were once empty were now decorated with pop art and photography; fluffy rugs and magic carpets were strewn about the light wood floors. Their living room and kitchen area was basically done, and all that was left was their own individual decorating upstairs in their own rooms, but the sun was setting and Joey couldn’t even think about working anymore. 

      He fell on top of the big, suede love seat in the living room and rolled over on his back, looking up at the ceiling. He looked over at the wall clock-- 7:53 P.M. Reaching over on the coffee table for an open bag of Doritos, he grabbed a handful and stuffed them in his mouth. 

       “Jesus fuck, did we really spend the whole day moving in?” he said, mouth stuffed. “I love this place, but let’s get outta here and take a break. -- How about we check out the bar scene by the beach?”

[defyxoblivionmoved]

@perfectsoninlaw​

Teen Titans and Young Avengers, working together. What a time to be alive. Their respective ‘adult’ teams rarely got along, though Joey wasn’t sure why. All he really knew is that he was tired of the arguing. So it was nice to see that this generation of heroes could cooperate.

He was paired up with hulkling, who’d been given a comm link connection to Joey sub vocalization tech. At least they could communicate.

“Wrecking Crew are supposed to be tough, but if you can get me close I can take one over. That should turn things in our favor.“

[defyxoblivionmoved]

@skathmarked​ asked: ❛   night terrors .   hold  my  muse  after  they  wake  up  from  a  nightmare . ( joey! )

Joey, among all the Titans, was probably the closest to Raven. It was a strange bond, but unshakable. Perhaps that was why he felt her psychic distress; cold waves crashing into his sleeping mind. He was up and dashing out of bed before he even really understood what was happening. All he knew is that Raven needed him.

Ignoring decorum and manners, Joey threw open Raven’s bedroom door and stepped inside. It was clear as day that she’d had some kind of night terror. Tentative, Joey approached, sitting beside his friend on the bed.

It was too dark in the room to see hand signs, and he didn’t want to try reaching out to her mind. In part because he knew how powerful her thoughts were, and he could easily be swept up in them. But mostly because it just wasn’t polite. Joey would let Raven make the first move in psychic conversation. With no means of speaking, he simply held her, hoping to comfort her in any way he could.