Posts by Arthur Morgan

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    note to self; should I make another one and destroy myself since I have no self control on characters? maybe, we will see when I finish this bitch

    interested, will probably make a form tonight!




    Luciole_Ephemere

    PFFT Joz always has some smart ass thing to say, it wouldn’t be joz if he didn’t. most the time they are light hearted, depending on the person so with ash it’ll def be an annoying yet sweet type of teach but nevertheless annoying

    “Im not gonna die, don’t ruffle your own tail feathers ma” (yes joz will call ash ma or mama bc why not)

    though im sure after realizing that ash is actually concerned and such, he’ll take his words into consideration before he throws himself into something dangerous however he will still get into shity situation, joz will take the least harmful or deadly way out of the said situation


    Clang

    Oh god lol I can already see it now, joz will for sure get annoyed with his brothers stubbornness (since joz isn’t gonna be stubborn, but just a mass of pure chaotic energy)


    Jean

    you know that part in lilo and stitch where stitch emerged from the ship wreck and he is just laughing evilly? Thats joz and his chaotic energy


    waIT I FOUND THE PICTURE

    im trying to figure out a few powers that'll fit joz and his chaotic ass I was half tempered to just be a basic bitch and use his fc powers from my hero and add on to them


    Luciole_Ephemere yOU HAVE ME SCREAMING LMAO joz would just have the dirtiest of smirks on his face when he does it and goes on to whatever he was planning on doing-- but best believe that nickname will stick and ash won't be called ash anymore

    PFFT I love that, Joz will feel eyes burning in the back of his head and he turns and sees ash just glaring at him as he's holding something dangerous and joz just smiles nervously and puts it down;

    tumblr_npmmfqHR2D1tq4of6o1_250.gifv

    "I wasn't gonna do anything with it ma, I was just looking at it is all"


    Jean you have no idea how much I wanna do that now

    like

    you got no freaking idea so you know what?

    I just might


    Clang

    the brotherhood I didn't know I needed

    but here we are

    with it

    and I couldnt be happier

    joz will love his brother, but at the same time won't hesitate to tackle him in good fun

    Pride. hmm I can see that, ill probably do something with fire if im being honest and like? Please call JoJo I demand for this

    and also yes have her help prank with ash on joz

    I wanna see this


    Luciole_Ephemere

    Omfg

    Please

    Please have Ash dye his hair in the muffle of the night and have it be orange since he hates that color.

    But like the disappointment that Ash will radiate will make Joz a little sad since you are so right— disappointment feels so much worse then anger and Joz is used to all kinds of anger but disappointment? Oh he doesn’t know her so don’t be surprised if Joz puts like a few sweet treats on Ashes belongings in a silent way of saying

    “Sorry I give you grey hairs”


    Clang

    Brook is getting himself into all kinda of mayhem, but he’ll come to his brothers aid even if its about love shit

    its not his cup of tea but oh well he’ll help him out anyway since its within this group

    “I never understood how such weird man you are can break a heart..”

    Cause I mean really Joz is a little surprised in this turns of events if we are being honest


    PFFT JOZ MR. STEAL YO MAN

    IM LIIVING

    He might be

    He just might be

    little hoe perhaps?

    I have now finished this man!


    Luciole_Ephemere we love mama ash, joz just left the guy; or more so ran away from him. he might show up he might not, but drama we always love that but joz is terrifed of bruno, even tho he could kill him with one glance he is terrified and he might open up about what he had to go through, I mean he's bottled that stuff up for so long he's due for a breakdown


    Luciole_Ephemere

    OH MY WORD I LOVE THAT if he ever heard about the meeting joz would just be “ah,, why? you didn’t gotta do all that for me 😅” but honestly i’m living for that, whenever ash wants to hangout with him joz at the beginning would kinda be hesitant cause he don’t really let people in all that much ha that’s what trauma does and joz thinks most people just wanna hurt him since that’s how his brain works atm bUT having ash around would make him feel relaxed and after a little while he will very much enjoy hanging out with mama ash

    he’ll probs open up about it at some point, character building it’s a must. and yes you go mama ash, stab that bitch

    pfft joz would be in heaven if they had fried chicken every week, he’ll just sit there with a big grin as he’s eating it cause he’s never upset when he’s either eating chicken or sweet treats


    Pride.

    thank you!! and pfft this pair will be great, i can see them doing stupid shit together while mama ash is standing there with his arms crossed with that disappointed mom look on his face


    Jean

    they have a walking fire pit on their hands, that’s for sure and will only be semi lit when he’s preoccupied with eating sweets

    Jean

    Joz will accept the candy bars but still be the way he is; but down a few notches

    the little house is gonna not have a door after joz shows up but he'll feel bad after meeting everyone so he's gonna end up going to put it back on its hinges cause you know,,


    Luciole_Ephemere

    you have no idea how much that made me laugh when i saw that picture thats a whole MOOD I be vining with that

    All my characters have some kind of trauma, like I can never just leave them be happy I gotta mess with them in some way.

    I found this gif and I must share it bc after joz opens up about the stuff he went through he’ll be overloaded with emotions that he can’t process he normally punches people when he’s overly emotionally stimulated so he uses that energy for chaoticness so when ash gives him an emotional support hug he’s just standing here like

    After that moment joz would have the utmost trust in ash and care about him a great deal. joz would have to hold ash back bc he don’t want ash to get hurt or nothing and bruno isn’t really worth it in his eyes

    Oh god every day? Joz would literally die, no matter how much he likes fried chicken or sweet foods,, he needs them greens and will just kick through the door with something healthy one day “put this in your mouths and eat it, you need it.” And its like a salad with grilled chicken or something like that cause he can’t handle putting anymore fried shit into his body any more (how you think he stay so lean and muscular while eating sweets all the time? He be eating them greens)

    Also I just noticed all your edits for Ash and im in love with him some more then I already am— joz will go out of his way and give ash a bundle of strawberries if he ever so happens to see some good ones

    “Here I got you these” and just shoves them into his hands and goes away bc joz isn’t so nice with people but you know what? him giving you things are his show of affection. But like little things that people say, joz rememberers so thats why he get shim strawberries, cause he remembers that one time that one day he said he loves them.

    Another idea— Joz is a literal walking heater, so whenever Ash is cold and sees him sitting on a couch or something he just plops over and sits next to him bc heat, at first he’s like;

    But his tone will change and joz will be more then willing to just sit there and be used for his warmth since he truly is a walking space heater. he’ll walk outside without a shirt on and wear shorts while its snowing outside and not even flinch

    YET ANOTHER IDEA;

    while joz isn't very good at expressing his emotions by no means, if he caught wind of Ash being self conscious about himself and the use of his powers; he'd jump on the S.S Ship of "Turn that frown upside down" as it set sails for Ash's boosted self esteem I tell you what. he'd try his best to make the other see that he's doing a good job and that he has nothing to doubt himself about or that he never has to second guess his place within the group or anything bad bc joz finna be right behind him to ensure that he gets it.

    lemma know if im talking to much I just get into plotting hella and I got more ideas


    Clang

    Please yes can Seige and Joz somehow get into some trouble bc Joz came up with some crack head idea and Seige is just like “bet you won’t” and in which ensues them into some crack headed shit the troublesome bros out here causing mayhem in the streets


    Pride.

    Honestly thats not far off his memo, she’ll just look a him like “are you fr?” And you can tell by the look on his own face that he means business might be bc he just wants to be thrown through the air or bc its an actual good idea you won’t ever know

    Joz would let her know that using her powers on the others would be a good idea, but also wouldn’t pressure her if it made her uncomfortable; but would for sure be around in which to let her know that she has it under control 100%

    And you are so right, joz is chaotic enough to want to fly or walk through air bc? Who wouldn’t wanna do that? But I don’t think a elating ball of flames would be so good in the sky bc? Who knows what kinda shit he can get himself into with that kind of power LMAO


    I love that gif and it speaks joz 100%



    JOZIAH BROOKS

    FIRE MANIPULATION || THE BRUTE


    [sorry my started isn’t that great and I rambled, it might not make sense but my next post will be a lot better I promise!]


    The letter he received was odd, he hadn’t entirely understood how anyone would have been able to find him or better yet— know who he was and what he could do. A odd feeling came deep within the brute, hot bubbles of lava replaced the coldness that normally sat within the hollow chambers of his stomach. Seeing the nicely folded envelope that had been placed upon his duffel bag, the bag he lugged around with him whenever he was out breaking facial bones and popping joints out of place with the sheer force of his fists. Dollar bills being placed within his hands as the bell rung it indicate the fight had been won, crimson fluid coated the inside of his throat and trickled down his forehead. He found an odd comfort within with the ring, being able to exhaust all of his pent up rage into such brutal physical affairs made him feel as though he was on cloud nine— but the off chance of climbing into silken sheets of other people’s bed during the night came into second place, almost sharing the spot light with his fascination of breaking bones. Siege’s words penetrated his ear drums like a buzzing mosquito, the lectures that came out of his mouth often irritated him but it wasn’t as though the lectures would ever come to an end. Joziah endured it, spilling out a few tease laced words and smart ass remarks throughout but nevertheless, Joziah endured. most the time it was something along the lines of his reckless antics, the fact that he fought for money seemed to step on Seige’s toes but it wasn’t as though the loud mouthed blonde ever left empty handed. While he understood the concern that came within the older males throat, buzzing honey bees that rumbled behind his worries. Most the time it goes out on ear and out the other, but the two brothers were found next to each other— Seige helping fuel the fire that was his chaotic nature and in turn they made their own little muck together.


    A thick coat of confusion entrapped the others mind, the letter held little context but underneath the vague blanket was a powerful force, a force that inclined him to sought out whoever had been able to find him. Although it shouldn’t have been much of a surprise that some mysterious stranger was able to track him down, he left a burning paper trail behind him wherever he went. Busted up faces and damaged innards, bloodied paper bills and shattered male egos— that was his memo. Joz never really paid much mind to the idea of being found, maybe he didn’t mind the idea of not breathing anymore. A thin line between being reckless and suicidal, dancing upon that line as though it was a game of hop scotch. While he never had the thought of ending his own life through the acts of self harm, but if he just stopped breathing, he wouldn’t really be fazed by the thought. He’s never voiced this feelings, a quiet yet deadly viper was placed deep within his throat as if to bite and inject its poison into his flesh whenever he dared to open up. Slit eyes and fangs sharper than knives, her beautiful green scales wrapped tightly around herself as she awaited for tender spoken words of his past to come rumbling up within, as if the words were herds of galloping horses. She waited for the perfect moment to strike, shooting out of her hiding spot and biting the ankles of the lead stallion, causing him to tumble and fall and forcing the rest of his herd to follow suit. It was painful for Joz to open up, so he preferred to endure his crazy and reckless schemes; maybe he’ll die one day by his own accord, it wasn’t as though he was afraid of death. He danced with death, he kissed death and he’s even fallen in love with him.. it was the worst mistake of his life.


    Calloused hands rough as sand paper trailed down his body, leaving scratches and soft patches of blood within its wake. Gripping upon the soft flesh of his neck, trying its hardest to break the windpipe within the mass of muscle, the desperation behind those hands as it wanted to feel the life of Joziah slipped between his fingers. While the need to watch the life drain from crimson eyes were unmatched, the weight that was placed upon his damaged throat was released and much needed oxygen was able to pass through his mouth. It seemed to be a twisted game that these two supposed lovers played, seeing how far they could go until ultimately killing Joziah. There was no say in whether or not he wanted to play, he had no say in just about anything when it came to Bruno. Distasteful memories swam within his mind at the thought of Bruno, those horrid hands entangled within his blonde locks and giving them a painful pull. Effortlessly dragging the twenty year old through glass coated carpet, shards digging deep within his skin that left ugly scars within his legs and thighs. Insanity filled the laughter that rumbled within the man’s throat, as though he got off making Joziah cough blood and clear, warm fluids down his cheeks. Unable to feel the physical pain that he was forced to endure, the emotional abuse was a new form of pain that left him cold and numb. It broke his already tattered heart in ways that left him hollow, turning him into something that he wasn’t yet still shielding it away from others that meant more to him than life itself; which was very few.


    Sighing softly to himself, the poorly lit streets and large morphed shadows that seemed to get ever more bigger as he dared to walk through its lands. As if a darkened beast made of the hardships and terrorized dreams of those that inhabited this place stalked its territory, baring it’s teeth at the sight of those that didn’t belong here. However as soon as the formidable brute was faced off with the shadow monster, it backed away and made its home within a dirty alley, allowing Joziah to make way down the cigarette coating pathway. Joziah hadn’t been put off my this side of town, at a point this place had been his little home and more so a place to put down bets upon who would win some fight. This side of the tracks didn’t scare him, but an odd feeling did course through his veins. Out of anywhere within this god forsaken place, why some little crack house? The idea of being jumped and taken away was held within the back of his mind, chewing on his bottom lip as he shoved his hands into his hoodie pocket. He wondered if his brother got the same letter, seeing as how they were both ‘magically’ gifted that was, a quick roll of his crimson hues over came him at the thought of the other male. Sometimes he wanted to punch him, other times he worried about the oddness that’s secreted from his pores. Most people wondered how the two could possibly be related, let alone brothers, they were widely different in both personality and actions. They had their obvious differences but Seige often can be found by his side, hyping him up with whatever bat shit crazy idea that he came up with that morning, other times Joz will come and annoy him at the little book store that he worked at. He adored his older brother but rarely says those twisted words of “I love you” but the feelings aren’t unknown as he produces his own way of showing his care for the man, little gestures like not bothering him at work and instead be found reading a book in one of the dusty old chairs near the window or getting him a book he so desperately wants.


    By the time he reached his destination, a brow was lifted as he took it in. “You’ve seen better days huh?” he said to himself, figuring the walls within held many stories. There probably had been fucked up shit that happened within this house, considering where it had been built. Tilting his head slightly to the side before letting his hues fall upon the white piece of paper that was wrinkled within his hoodie pocket. Yeah, this is the place alright he thought to himself, stuffing it back into his pocket before heading his way up the steps. Strong smells of rotting wood and damp tree leaves filled with nostrils, a scent he couldn’t complain about as there could have been something so much worse awaiting his defenseless nose. Goosebumps ran down his spine and down his scarred forearms, the hair on the back of his neck stood up as he stood facing the door straight on. Tight knots began to form within his stomach the longer he looked at the frame of the door, hands forming into fists as a soft spark built up within the back of crimson eyes. Shifting his weight onto one foot, Joz hoisted his other up into the air as he allowed the bottom of his shoe make contact with the busted up door.

    WHAM

    A door that once stood in front of him now laid flat upon the ground, a devilish smirk plastered upon his face as he stepped into the little house. Why did he do that? He didn’t have a reason, more so he just wanted to kick the door down in a way to show that he meant business if the person behind the letter was indeed there to hurt him. Joziah wasn’t about to get jumped by no one, he was like a feral dog cornered and out numbered.

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