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BLUE THOMPSON indie. unaffiliated. spy/art curator.private.written by cash.

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                           ‘ dad, mom, it’s me. i’m calling from seattle grace hospital where the beautiful, talented, and incredibly stubborn dr. isobel stevens has just given me a brand new heart and promised to marry me. i know we’ve had our differences and i’m sorry we’ve been out of touch. believe it or not, i was trying to make everything better. i know you’re angry but i hope you can forgive me. turns out, sometimes you have to do the wrong thing… sometimes you have to make big mistake to figure out how to make things right. mistakes are painful, but they’re the only way to find out who you really are. i know who i am now. i know what i want. i’ve got the love of my life, and a new heart. and i want you guys to get on the next plane out here and meet my girl. everything’s going to be different now. ’

                                                          indie denny duquette of greys anatomy                                                                            written by cash

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° • ? ( QUESTION SENTENCE STARTERS.

❛ What are you doing? ❜ ❛ Where are you going? ❜ ❛ Where are you taking me? ❜ ❛ How is that working out for you? ❜ ❛ Is everything okay? ❜ ❛ Why are you acting like this? ❜ ❛ You think I would lie to you? ❜ ❛ Are you telling the truth? ❜ ❛ Are you sure you want to do this? ❜ ❛ This is your bright idea of a plan? ❜ ❛ What else do you want me to do? ❜ ❛ What else can I do? ❜ ❛ What do you think I should do? ❜ ❛ What makes you think that? ❜ ❛ Who told you that? ❜ ❛ Who are you? ❜ ❛ Why are you here? ❜ ❛ Who invited you? ❜ ❛ How come you ever asked me? ❜ ❛ Did you really mean all those things you said? ❜ ❛ Why did you have to go? Why did you have to leave? ❜ ❛ Why is it so hard for you to see that? ❜ ❛ Why don’t you understand? ❜ ❛ What don’t you understand? ❜ ❛ Are you joking? ❜ ❛ Did I miss anything? ❜ ❛ You don’t remember? ❜ ❛ Did you really say all that stuff about me? ❜ ❛ Did you think I would forget? ❜ ❛ How can you sit there and say that? ❜ ❛ How do you even sleep at night? ❜ ❛ Are you coming or not? ❜ ❛ Am I the only one freaked out right now? ❜ ❛ Are you laughing or crying? ❜ ❛ Who did this to you? ❜ ❛ Did someone hurt you? ❜ ❛ Is it just me or are you, like, ignoring me? ❜ ❛ You want me to apologize for something you did? ❜ ❛ Are you going to kiss me or not? ❜ ❛ Aren’t you the one who said it though? ❜ ❛ So, you don’t like me like that? ❜ ❛ Where do we go from here? ❜ ❛ Are you being serious right now? ❜ ❛ How was I supposed to know that? ❜ ❛ Oh, is that a challenge? ❜ ❛ Are you flirting with me? ❜ ❛ Are you going to let me go now? ❜ ❛ Are we done now? ❜ ❛ Why didn’t just ask me? ❜ ❛ You’re going to believe them over me? ❜ ❛ How can possibly think that? ❜ ❛ Did you even miss me? ❜ ❛ Did anyone even notice that I was gone? ❜ ❛ Why do you go around and kiss everyone? ❜ ❛ Did you kill them? ❜ ❛ Who’s blood is that? Is that your blood? ❜ ❛ Do you think this is a game? ❜ ❛ Are you having doubts? ❜ ❛ Why haven’t you been at school/work? ❜ ❛ Is there something going on that you need to tell me? ❜ ❛ You said you wanted to talk? ❜ ❛ What am I supposed to do? ❜ ❛ What did you expect to happen? ❜ ❛ How long you think you can keep this act up? ❜ ❛ You don’t like me? Do you? Like in a more than a friend way? ❜ ❛ Is that what everyone is saying now? ❜ ❛ Who do I remind you of? ❜ ❛ Are you hungry? Want to go get something to et? ❜ ❛ Are you drunk? ❜ ❛ Are you lost? ❜ ❛ What’s so great about any of that anyway? ❜ ❛ Are you even listening to yourself? ❜ ❛ What are you going to do about it, huh? ❜ ❛ What are you staring at? ❜ ❛ What are you doing out here? ❜ ❛ Why did you call the police? ❜ ❛ Wait, do you hear that? ❜ ❛ Why don’t you tell me anything? ❜ ❛ Hey, did you get me anything? ❜ ❛ Why didn’t you come over last night? ❜ ❛ What did you find out? ❜ ❛ Can I stay here for the night? ❜ ❛ Are you throwing rocks at my window? ❜ ❛ Are you crying? ❜ ❛ What are you laughing at me? ❜ ❛ Are you laughing at me? ❜ ❛ Do you not understand the word no? ❜ ❛ Is that it? Is that all? ❜ ❛ Are you in some kind of trouble? ❜ ❛ Yeah, but, you have me. So why bother? ❜ ❛ What’s love got to do with it? ❜ ❛ This is where we kiss, right? ❜ ❛ Do you ever not just only think about yourself? ❜ ❛ Are going to leave me again? ❜ ❛ What’s wrong with that? ❜ ❛ Do you have anything you need to say to me? ❜ ❛ I think I’m going to puke. Is there a trash can in here? ❜ ❛ You really don’t know why I’m mad at you? ❜ ❛ Why do you treat me like I’m not important to you? ❜ ❛ Why are you telling me this? ❛ Are you ready? ❜ ❛ What’s with all the questions? ❜ ❛ I thought this is what you wanted? ❜ ❛ Where do you think you’re going with this? ❜ ❛ You’re just going to leave? ❜ ❛ Do you trust me? ❜ ❛ You love me? Or you think you love me? ❜ ❛ When will it ever stop? ❜ ❛ Do you think it’ll ever go away? ❜ ❛ What are you doing this weekend? ❜ ❛ You called for back up? ❜ ❛ What did I just witness? ❜ ❛ How do you cope when the one you love is with somebody else? ❜ ❛ Have you ever thought it? ❜ ❛ Are you wearing a wire? ❜ ❛ Is there something wrong? ❜ ❛ Is it something I said or something I did? ❜ ❛ What’s wrong? I thought that it was okay? ❜ ❛ Are you going to hold that against me forever? ❜ ❛ So, tell me, what else is new? ❜ ❛ You never actually cared, did you? ❜ ❛ You went to a party without me? ❜ ❛ Why wasn’t I invited? ❜ ❛ Do you think that’s a little fucked up? ❜ ❛ Oh, so you do speak? ❜ ❛ Do you think it’s really worth it in the end? ❜ ❛ How many more times do I have to tell you? ❜ ❛ You didn’t think that it would bother me? ❜

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jcsonxdallas.

“Ah, yes…I have heard of the Irish’ ability to drink, it’s pretty legendary, actually,” Jay commented with a grin as he placed his empty glass on the counter and signaled for the bartender to come refill it when he got the chance. He couldn’t remember how many he’d had already, but he knew it was too many to allow him to drive home that night. He made a mental note to call for a cab later. “Yeah, could be my third…or fourth…Honestly, I lost track after the first one,” he admitted, shrugging his broad shoulders, before introducing himself with a friendly smile, “I’m Jay…and you are?”

blue shakes his hand , smile soft and welcoming . she wasn’t usually this FRIENDLY , but the whiskey helped her along . plus it was easy for her to be charming to a man like himself , handsome and not awkward .    ‘ my name is blue . it’s a pleasure to meet you . ’    strawberry stained lips curve slightly , inhaling softly . she stood up , coat in hand .    ‘ jay . would you like to go on a walk ? this place is seedy and is starting to bore me . ’    she motions for the door .    ‘ you can tell me what it is you do while we find a good place to get pizza . ’

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starter call !

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neverstrays.

               this fucking stool. might collapse on him any second. at the moment, when she comes in, he’s kicking it to the side & cursing under his breath.                a brief moment to pause & collect himself once he reminds himself scaring away customers wasn’t a good idea. they get more business than you’d think in such a rural area, but it’s almost always folks passing through.                he gives a little laugh, sniffs & grabs a pack of newport menthols to slide onto the counter next to the iced tea,  ❛  a/c was broken in here last summer. after that experience, can’t disagree on that.  ❜  he rings up the items, doesn’t bother asking for an ID,  ❛  six dollars & eighty-nine cents. & uh, think there might a holiday inn ‘round here somewhere. on south main. either that, orrr … or red roof inn. don’t remember where that’d be, though. somethin’ happen to your car ?  ❜

without hesitation she hands him her platinum card , opening the iced tea as he finishes the transaction . she wasn’t used to this kind of heat from where she came from and she didn’t want to stop drinking the cold liquid , the bottle scrunching up with every sip she took    ( probably not the most lady like thing , but fuck it right ? )    

‘ yes -- my rental just took a shit on me , pardon my french . ’    she huffs softly , taking another sip .    ‘ can’t get it fixed until tomorrow and there’s not another enterprise anywhere near here for me to get another one , so i’m just stuck here for the evening . not a terrible thing , of course . i’ll just find a nice bar or something -- you know of any ? where’s a good place to get drunk in this town ? because i won’t be staying here sober . ’

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agentcunningham.

    He always loved going back to his home country. He had of course made the states his new home, but he still loved The United Kingdom. It was his first home. Lucky for Ben he was able to have time alone, perks of having a nanny. So he decided to go to Ireland, stopping in some art museum just to look around. Art had always interested him, seeing it and wondering what the artist had been thinking when they had painted it. Ben kept his hands in his back pockets, tilting his head to the side as he examined the painting. That piece had to be one of his favorites so far, though the whole museum was utterly impressive. He walked along it, smiling at the strawberry haired woman. ❝ I’m sorry, miss.. but do ya run this place? ❞

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the manor is rich in history , colorful in culture and she’s never more content or proud than when she walks its halls . her favorite bit was the look on peoples faces as they came across a piece that really touched their soul -- that glimmer in their eyes as they appreciated the collection she spent her life gathering . just as the man in front of her .    ‘ yes i do . ’    a perfectly manicured hand extends to greet him , pearly whites glimmering in a scarlet stained smile .    ‘ blue thompson . i own this gallery . are you enjoying yourself ? ’

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anirishknight.

he comes to a stop just a step away after she did, his head slightly tilted to a side as he listened to her, “huh…” he can’t help but be amused by how she’s staring at him, squinting his eyes… trying to decipher him. a short laugh escapes him, “well… i guess my poker face is a good one then.” he grins in her direction and crosses his arms over his chest. one of the things the spies mostly did was lie but he wasn’t sure if he should do so this time, “i’d be lyin’ if i said i hadn’t considered it…” 

she’s no fool , she knows she has thrown him off . she always had a way of being blunt and straight forward . she wasn’t one to dance around and beat around the bush -- wasting time was one thing she didn’t believe in .    ‘ i suppose that’s a good quality to have as a kingsman . ’    she offers him a quick smirk , amused by his response .    ‘ good to know the feeling is mutual . ’    she’s a vex , a tease . between missions there was always limbo -- a lull of sorts , that she tried to fill with amusing herself . not the best of pastimes but two could gain from it .    ‘ if i let you fuck me you wouldn’t get all mushy and attached would you ? because we can’t be having that . ’ 

[vaememes]

° • ? ( QUESTION SENTENCE STARTERS.

❛ What are you doing? ❜ ❛ Where are you going? ❜ ❛ Where are you taking me? ❜ ❛ How is that working out for you? ❜ ❛ Is everything okay? ❜ ❛ Why are you acting like this? ❜ ❛ You think I would lie to you? ❜ ❛ Are you telling the truth? ❜ ❛ Are you sure you want to do this? ❜ ❛ This is your bright idea of a plan? ❜ ❛ What else do you want me to do? ❜ ❛ What else can I do? ❜ ❛ What do you think I should do? ❜ ❛ What makes you think that? ❜ ❛ Who told you that? ❜ ❛ Who are you? ❜ ❛ Why are you here? ❜ ❛ Who invited you? ❜ ❛ How come you ever asked me? ❜ ❛ Did you really mean all those things you said? ❜ ❛ Why did you have to go? Why did you have to leave? ❜ ❛ Why is it so hard for you to see that? ❜ ❛ Why don’t you understand? ❜ ❛ What don’t you understand? ❜ ❛ Are you joking? ❜ ❛ Did I miss anything? ❜ ❛ You don’t remember? ❜ ❛ Did you really say all that stuff about me? ❜ ❛ Did you think I would forget? ❜ ❛ How can you sit there and say that? ❜ ❛ How do you even sleep at night? ❜ ❛ Are you coming or not? ❜ ❛ Am I the only one freaked out right now? ❜ ❛ Are you laughing or crying? ❜ ❛ Who did this to you? ❜ ❛ Did someone hurt you? ❜ ❛ Is it just me or are you, like, ignoring me? ❜ ❛ You want me to apologize for something you did? ❜ ❛ Are you going to kiss me or not? ❜ ❛ Aren’t you the one who said it though? ❜ ❛ So, you don’t like me like that? ❜ ❛ Where do we go from here? ❜ ❛ Are you being serious right now? ❜ ❛ How was I supposed to know that? ❜ ❛ Oh, is that a challenge? ❜ ❛ Are you flirting with me? ❜ ❛ Are you going to let me go now? ❜ ❛ Are we done now? ❜ ❛ Why didn’t just ask me? ❜ ❛ You’re going to believe them over me? ❜ ❛ How can possibly think that? ❜ ❛ Did you even miss me? ❜ ❛ Did anyone even notice that I was gone? ❜ ❛ Why do you go around and kiss everyone? ❜ ❛ Did you kill them? ❜ ❛ Who’s blood is that? Is that your blood? ❜ ❛ Do you think this is a game? ❜ ❛ Are you having doubts? ❜ ❛ Why haven’t you been at school/work? ❜ ❛ Is there something going on that you need to tell me? ❜ ❛ You said you wanted to talk? ❜ ❛ What am I supposed to do? ❜ ❛ What did you expect to happen? ❜ ❛ How long you think you can keep this act up? ❜ ❛ You don’t like me? Do you? Like in a more than a friend way? ❜ ❛ Is that what everyone is saying now? ❜ ❛ Who do I remind you of? ❜ ❛ Are you hungry? Want to go get something to et? ❜ ❛ Are you drunk? ❜ ❛ Are you lost? ❜ ❛ What’s so great about any of that anyway? ❜ ❛ Are you even listening to yourself? ❜ ❛ What are you going to do about it, huh? ❜ ❛ What are you staring at? ❜ ❛ What are you doing out here? ❜ ❛ Why did you call the police? ❜ ❛ Wait, do you hear that? ❜ ❛ Why don’t you tell me anything? ❜ ❛ Hey, did you get me anything? ❜ ❛ Why didn’t you come over last night? ❜ ❛ What did you find out? ❜ ❛ Can I stay here for the night? ❜ ❛ Are you throwing rocks at my window? ❜ ❛ Are you crying? ❜ ❛ What are you laughing at me? ❜ ❛ Are you laughing at me? ❜ ❛ Do you not understand the word no? ❜ ❛ Is that it? Is that all? ❜ ❛ Are you in some kind of trouble? ❜ ❛ Yeah, but, you have me. So why bother? ❜ ❛ What’s love got to do with it? ❜ ❛ This is where we kiss, right? ❜ ❛ Do you ever not just only think about yourself? ❜ ❛ Are going to leave me again? ❜ ❛ What’s wrong with that? ❜ ❛ Do you have anything you need to say to me? ❜ ❛ I think I’m going to puke. Is there a trash can in here? ❜ ❛ You really don’t know why I’m mad at you? ❜ ❛ Why do you treat me like I’m not important to you? ❜ ❛ Why are you telling me this? ❛ Are you ready? ❜ ❛ What’s with all the questions? ❜ ❛ I thought this is what you wanted? ❜ ❛ Where do you think you’re going with this? ❜ ❛ You’re just going to leave? ❜ ❛ Do you trust me? ❜ ❛ You love me? Or you think you love me? ❜ ❛ When will it ever stop? ❜ ❛ Do you think it’ll ever go away? ❜ ❛ What are you doing this weekend? ❜ ❛ You called for back up? ❜ ❛ What did I just witness? ❜ ❛ How do you cope when the one you love is with somebody else? ❜ ❛ Have you ever thought it? ❜ ❛ Are you wearing a wire? ❜ ❛ Is there something wrong? ❜ ❛ Is it something I said or something I did? ❜ ❛ What’s wrong? I thought that it was okay? ❜ ❛ Are you going to hold that against me forever? ❜ ❛ So, tell me, what else is new? ❜ ❛ You never actually cared, did you? ❜ ❛ You went to a party without me? ❜ ❛ Why wasn’t I invited? ❜ ❛ Do you think that’s a little fucked up? ❜ ❛ Oh, so you do speak? ❜ ❛ Do you think it’s really worth it in the end? ❜ ❛ How many more times do I have to tell you? ❜ ❛ You didn’t think that it would bother me? ❜

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alphaomcga.

   He always hated dropping off his son, mostly because he wouldn’t be able to see his son for awhile. Tony had a plan though, which he knew wouldn’t fly well with Blue. Not that he cared. He didn’t think it was fair that he only got to see his child every once in a great while. So he gathered a lawyer, and was planning on demanding she allows him more time to see his son. He felt like he barely knew the boy and it was driving him insane.

   Knocking on the door to her house, he just stood there, hands in his pockets and giving his son a small smile, patiently waiting for Blue to open the door.

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‘ peanut ! ’    the scarlet mother embraces her kin , hardly acknowledging the man she once called her husband . things were still tense , awkward . every time one of them dropped off their son it was almost like a business transaction . she kissed the boys face starting from the top of his head , down to his cheeks , his lips , and then his chin -- perfectly manicured hand holding his head so she could take in the scent of his auburn hair . never was blue capable of such love or caring , not until she had her baby boy .    ‘ thank you , tony . ’    she watches as the young male runs off into the house . once he’s out of earshot she faces tony , serious face .    ‘ come on now . i know you . i know when you need to get something off your chest . you want me to invite you in ? offer you a beer ? or are you just going to come right out with it . i’m very busy and i need to get started on dinner . ’

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@anirishknight !

To say he was a bit taken aback was, perhaps… an understatement but it didn’t bother him in any way. He slid his hands into the front pockets of his trousers as they walked down the hall and spoke up, “ where did that come from? ” he inquired, a chuckle coming from him not long after.

she stops and turns to face him , nose scrunched slightly at the whole interaction .    ‘ because i can usually always tell when a man wants to fuck me . ’    she looks him over , as if she were confused -- eyes squinting in examination .    ‘ it comes as second nature when you’re a woman . especially in this line of work . but for some reason i can’t seem to figure you out , so naturally i had to ask . ’    she’s always confident , a beautiful red headed american in the line of secrets and scandals . so she was not afraid or pained by rejection .   ( or at least seemingly so  )    ‘ do you want to fuck me ? ’

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cssassin.

the woman’s reaction was more than expected. it was evident that she had found herself in such a situation before. apparently, kida was not the first nor would be the last person seeking intel from her. after a couple of sips from the fine bourbon, her palate was washed with the liquid & the blonde was ready to reply. “we both know it’s not your art they are after, dorogoy.” the tip of her tongue darting out to run over her lower lip, amused by the other’s words. “i need you to tell me why so many powerful people want you GONE. there are two sides to every coin, every story. tell me yours.”

the red head leans forward , elbows on desk , forest eyes gazing upon the beautys features . the smallest of smirks fell across full lips painted with pomegranate . the civility of this conversation had her surprised -- pleasantly so .    ‘ what does every man crave ? ’    she taps long nails against the amber wood .    ‘ not sex . not drugs . not even power -- ’    the smiles fades her gaze intensifies .    ‘ it’s money . simple as that . ’    she leans back , legs crossing gracefully .    ‘ and i have a lot of money . in the form of estates and art . if you must know it’s why i’ve never married . hungry men cannot be trusted . so they want money . they want secrets -- which is another specialty of mine . i harbor secrets , money and art older than jesus christ himself . ’    she lets out a heavy sigh , tired of this repeating pattern .    ‘ so you tell me -- what is it they want this time ? ’

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i’m just a simple person dissociating at trader joe’s

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we are all (in the cookie aisle especially)

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thewolveriine.

@ofcollecting liked for a canon dialogue starter

‘ problem is, if I do that, I don’t think you’re gonna live to see the end of the day. ‘ 

‘ perhaps . but my life compared to the number of those that could be saved is minuscule . think bigger . ’

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righteous-detective.

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             “You know, I seldom got to see Irland. It was only a staging point for us during the war. Never saw outside of the airport.” Phelps was never one to take a break, but with his mistress in Germany seeing family, he figured he’d tag along and see post war Europe — and talk to a pretty woman in the process. “This place is rather well set up. I expected a hole in the wall sort of museum. Never something this grand of scale.”

scarlet lips leave marks on a lit menthol , smoke exhaling into the other direction of the man .    ‘ well you’re lucky to be seeing it now . it’s quite beautiful . you’re seeing all the right spots right ? ’    she offers him a smile , feeling proud of her single handed accomplishment .   ‘ thank you , much . it took a lot of time and patience to gather all these pieces but i guess you could say it was worth it . ’    she offers a hand with perfectly painted red nails .    ‘ blue thompson , i own this joint . ’

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ciacowboy.

        ❝ i certainly have no qualms, ❞ he replies, smile fond; he’s very much interested in seeing many more, and quite frankly, he’ll never grow tired of them—of the appreciation and admiration of any art, for that matter. ❝ —unless there’s a particular piece you have in mind that you’d like to show me. ❞

she has a keen sense of when someone truly appreciates the pieces she has dedicated her life to finding , and he had nothing but authenticity in his eyes -- true passion .    ‘ follow me to my study ? ’    she gracefully leads him down  a corridor , not even allowing him to argue or say no .    ‘ i love a finished masterpiece , truly . every piece you see hanging on the walls of this manor are finished and brilliant . but have you seen the sketch works , the outlines and the plotting ? the pictures before the painting ? much more rare and far harder to come by . ’    she unlocks a safe in her wall with the palm of her hand .    ‘ my favorite pieces are the rough drafts . you can see the agitation and the frustration and the ideas come to light with excitement . their messy and sporadic , but if you really look it’s like you know the artist personally . ’    she offers him a leather bound file .    ‘ have a looksie if you so please . ’