#rcjoice

[hidefiremoved]

"I'm going the fuck home."

@rcjoice ... an old prompt.

"ashton, don't do this."

honestly, rain can't remember how the argument started, or who's fault it was, or if it even mattered. all she knows is that she's following him around her apartment, and snowball is waiting for breakfast in the kitchen. the quiet meows are really not helping the situation.

"can we please just talk? or something?"

[soulmissed]

@rcjoice, cont.

“ don’t need a babysitter. ” august grumbles, stubbornness twinging his southern drawl. his hoodie is draped at foot of bed. pulling it on, he yanks the hood across cloud-like hair. next are his beaten sneakers, gathered from their place upon floor. left foot, then right.

“ and i’m thirteen, ” the boy corrects him. (quite disgruntled. as if the subject of twelve and thirteen could jolt planet earth off its axis.) he trudges toward ash, hands balled into hoodie pouch.

[visceraldose]

@rcjoice.

they're at some party, doesn't matter whose, doesn't matter what it's for. it's fairly casual, as far as hollywood parties go -- no suits, thank god. still, one figure in the crowd sticks out like a sore thumb. noah already knows who it is, or rather, who he's with. he's been paying attention. "you're the new guy, huh?" his recasting, if they want to use industry terms for it.

[92328]

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 ━━━ @rcjoice + 𝐌𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐘 . . .

Great effort was made to look COMFORTABLE, to look laid back, chill, like she hardly even knew where she was ; the alternative to that, Molly had learned was looking far too much like a secretary from an old black and white television show. There was just something about a desk and a landline which made people appear dull -- and dull really wasn't on brand.

Slightly awkward and appearing later than it should have, a smile was gifted to the only other figure in reception, blonde hair moving as shoulders shrugged. “ Can I get you, uh . . . anything? Coffee, water, we have some gift cards around here somewhere so if you aren't picky we get get some food goin' . . . ”

[nepoboyfriend]

@rcjoice: "wait, you’re leaving already?"

"we fly out west next week. then we get a bus for the rest of it." adam's lying on the floor of ashton's apartment, rhythmically tapping his fingers against his chest to a song that's only playing in his head. he gets antsy in between shows. "do me a favor - take care of my girl while i'm gone. make sure she doesn't decapitate anyone."

[laidbear]

“     is it though ?      ” spontaneous reference made to the words the other had chosen to brand himself with ; 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐓. it was a bold choice, both in location & declaration - bear would give him that much. though words expressing the sentiment would NEVER DARE to pass his lips, the fact that he'd bothered to notice it at all was dangerously close to a compliment. “     sort of pretentious. like, obnoxiously so. but at least it warns people beforehand.     ” & when one inches too close to a compliment? an insult can never be far behind.

@rcjoice / sc.

[crushsung]

@rcjoice liked for a starter, 'true blue' by boygenius.

"i can't hide from you like i hide from myself."

[lcngdays-arc]

@rcjoice // plotted

Wolfgang's good eye goes huge. He stares, mouth agape, at Ashton.

"you're doing WHAT?" He demands in a tone that is probably a little too loud for secret sharing.