#bl4spheme

[lghtyear]

⁽ ᴿᴼᴳᴱᴿ ⁾       . . .     ‘    requested by @bl4spheme ( bill ) :       still accepting !    ⁽ ᴼᵁᵀ ⁾

" oh , naughty naughty . " hummed as foot taps the air , body concealed from doorway by the elaborate decorations of armchair she’d grown so attached to . not just for its comforts , but how dramatically it framed the curve of her dress . " you're not meant to be down here ~ " tainted in sing - song form , a light - hearted malice to each unexpected note . body leans over the arm of the chair to get a better look at newfound company . " pops is going to be furious , eyebrows galore ! his little pet wandering down here all by herself . so . . . to what do i owe the pleasure , deary ? "

[nighthire-a]

" can i . . . help you ? " / @bl4spheme

[burnedself]

@bl4spheme gets a lil somethin' for Bill

"Why are there a bunch of women on your phone? They get trapped in there, or something?"

[nighthire]

DRY BLOOD IS CAKED ON HIS SKIN ⎯⎯ under his nails, up along his arms . . . mixed in with the regular dirt and grime. no stable home meant a heavy lack of showers. lakes and rivers worked well enough most times. but they seemed few and far between lately . . . and maybe a little too cold. but they were alive. alive and . . . not exactly well but something possibly resembling it. that was all that really mattered. and all they needed tonight was a semi-warm place to relax. thankfully, the motel they had come across seemed like their best ( and only for a few miles ) option. though . . . it wasn't as empty as he had hoped. half of it was barricaded off with the moans and groans of the infected that had taken over. the rest was empty of the dead but . . . not the living. fuck. " we just need one room. just one. " his hands are raised; abby tucked safely behind him. " we'll be quiet, we won't attract anyone or anything . . . my sister needs to sleep. " / @bl4spheme

[isbrilliant]

from amy : if something was wrong, i would tell you.

one eyebrow arches skyward as she fixes @bl4spheme with a look of disbelief. in donna's experience, people don't go around just telling others when things are wrong. maybe on earth, in a normal setting like an office job or if they've twisted an ankle on a mini golf course.

just not in space, where the stakes are higher than whether or not you've misplaced the file you're scanning.

( at least usually - she's sure intergalactic offices do exist. )

"when you're done pulling my leg, maybe you can tell me what's actually wrong."

memes / accepting

[lghtyear]

⁽ ᴿᴼᴳᴱᴿ ⁾       …     ‘    requested by @bl4spheme ( geni ) :       still accepting !    ⁽ ᴼᵁᵀ ⁾

luxury box of chocolates are placed on the other's desk , having let herself in and wandered here of her own volition . " i assume that idiot of a man you string along didn't show , you've been grumpy all day . " said with a sigh , moving to lean back against desk herself , looking down at little brunette . " we're going out tonight , i decided . "

[lghtyear]

⁽ ᴿᴼᴳᴱᴿ ⁾       …     ‘    requested by @bl4spheme ( geni ) :       still accepting !    ⁽ ᴼᵁᵀ ⁾

it'd been a while since they were here . a long time since they'd been in a good place . and considering all the years tired soul had walked this earth , valentines had always been reserved for her . it's why now he sits with arm around her , such simple setting so meaningful to man who thought her lost again . " pretty sure last time we actually spent a valentines together , we were engaged . " but memory is mused with a laugh , not brought up to reiterate past issues but to put them to bed with humour .

[lghtyear]

⁽ ᴿᴼᴳᴱᴿ ⁾       …     ‘    requested by @bl4spheme ( gen ) :         still accepting !    ⁽ ᴼᵁᵀ ⁾

too long is spent watching her . man isn't naive enough to think he'd gone unnoticed ; her senses were just as advanced as his , her perception just as sharp . but he'd grown familiar with this game . if he could see her , she wanted to be seen . she wanted him to see her . and every time , he falls into the same trap .

a deep breath before drink is downed , wandering over to where she stood by the bar . man moves silently , nothing but the ghost of former self , years of anguish dulling sparkle that once radiated from him . " what are you drinking now ? " asked without a hey , or a long time no see . straight to business .