#blindinlight

[consultingsister-aa]

STARTER CALL // @blindinlight

“Twice in nearly as many months. This must be fate.” The trip from restaurant table to ladies room had taken her past the bar, his profile stood out immediately. She wasn’t like to forget that face quickly. Uninvited, she sits down next to him, ordering a gin and tonic. Her date is a bore; whether Jacob is interested or not, she’s found a better source of entertainment in him.

She’s not the shivering panicked mess she was last time either; this time she has a small but cocky smile on her face. Cee isn’t the sort to enjoy being in the dark about things and this time, she’s done her homework. “I asked about you, after you-- saved me.” She wrinkles her nose in embarrassment. “Seems in the right circles, you have quite the reputation.” 

[spybred]

@blindinlight liked for a starter

             She leaned back in her seat, wondering why her mentor and something like a mother organized her a driver to take her to her destination. It wasn´t like she didn´t have her own car. Or like she didn´t know the way. She had a suspicion, why she was in the backseat of Jacob´s car. Lorna wanted to keep an eye on her and have more control over her. A small sigh left her lips and she crossed her arms. She was bored and if she was in her own car right now, she´d listen to her music and sing from the top of her lungs. She didn´t want to do that to this Jacob stranger whose last name was unknown. And you couldn´t really sing to Classical music. After a while she looked into the rearview mirror and at the driver, not being able to endure her boredom any longer. “So, do you do smalltalk, Jacob?”

[naayaaab]

𝚈𝙾𝚄        𝙰𝚁𝙴        𝚆𝙰𝚃𝙲𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶                𝙳𝙴𝙼𝙾𝙽𝚂        𝚁𝙰𝙲𝙴        𝚃𝙷𝚁𝙾𝚄𝙶𝙷        𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁        𝚅𝙸𝙴𝙽𝚂,                𝙸𝙽        𝙰𝙽𝙳        𝙾𝚄𝚃        𝙾𝙵        𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙸𝚁        𝚂𝚃𝙾𝙼𝙰𝙲𝙷𝚂        𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚈        𝚂𝙲𝚁𝙴𝙴𝙲𝙷        𝙾𝙵        𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚁        𝚃𝚁𝚄𝙴        𝚂𝙴𝙻𝙵.                and        so        you        call        upon        services        that        would        keep        the        stench        of        your        faculties                enclosed        as        a       maybe,                and                you        wonder        what        you        could        do        quickly        to        feed        them        before        they        ate        you.        _______________        ❝        are        you        the        driver?❞        he        pulls        closer        to        you        and        you        peer        into        his        tinted        glass.        eyes        behind        sunglasses        to        hide        the        water        blue        shift        in        them        to        not        allow        fear.      

                                        ❖↪ @blindinlight

[galdinking]

@blind-in-light 

There was something about this person that Dino just found himself hooked on, pun intended. Ignis was an absolute gentleman, always punctual and thoughtful, and more than happy to put Dino in his place when he got a bit too full of himself.

Really, he was perfect. Including the fact that he had tentacles instead of legs.

Dino dipped his feet into the water at the end of the pier, pulling out the seashell whistle they made to call each other from long distances. In a moment, he blew on it and awaited Ignis’ arrival with an anxious bounce to his leg.

[thekingsshield]

@blind-in-light from here

   Gladio cared about his job, he cared about Ignis, about Noct, about Prompto, but he had to go. He had to go fix his wounded pride and prove that he was a good Shield for the Chosen King. And despite their common comradery, Gladio and Ignis would butt heads when it came to issues. Gladio’s directness and lack of planning would clash with Ignis and the orders he’d give them. It’s definitely not something to take pride in, but Gladio could somehow worm his way under Ignis’ skin, even when he didn’t mean to.

   Now was one of those times he didn’t mean to. It wasn’t long before the joy of Gladio’s return died out and of course Ignis was the one willing to point out Gladio’s mistake. The Shield crossed his arms and glared back at Ignis. “Well he didn’t die, did he? He’s in one piece. You and Prompto took good care of him. You’ve got nothing to freak out over.

[triggerxhappy]

@blind-in-light​ | continuation from here

Ignis seemed very worry. Prompto surely had an important injury, but he didn’t even remember what had exactly happened. But he was glad his friend was there to help him. He quickly - well, quickly for someone who had been saverly injured - took the hi-elixir, then looked back at Ignis. “N-no... Everything hurts. And... I-I can’t remember the fight.” He stated with a soft, calm voice.

[dunnitmoved]

❛  it's strange how something as simple as a donut can make me so happy, but it does.  ❜  

@blindinlight​   )   LIKED. 

[flahmngo]

             her  hand turns upwards     to return his    stolen wallet   .   her   wrists   are adorned in a variety of     chunky     seventies-style     bracelets  ,   and her   nails   are painted with a   thin layer    of    topcoat---    clean  ,   but not    extravagant  .     ‘  please     excuse      my son       .  .  .       i don’t want any    trouble   .    ‘   she    begins   ,   voice    worried    yet still    kind    and    polite  .    ‘ he’s recently come up with the idea that it’s    cool    to be a     criminal   .   ‘     &     ,    with her   toddler    bouncing at her     hip   and just the tiniest hint of a    budding    baby bump   ,     it was    clear    brandi   had   more   than   enough    to deal with already   ,  more than just her older    delinquent  son   .     ‘   could you just  ....  give him a break   ?    forget it ever happened  ?  ‘   /  @blindinlight​