#bluedprints

[widwer]

@bluedprints.

plain as day, a pair of footsteps descend the stairs, gain volume down the length of the front corridor, and come to rest in the empty doorway that separates it from the room beverly and molly occupy, atop a board which creaks under its invisible weight. bev has been watching through the ceiling and walls from the second thump, his head turning in time with its audial path.

the dust has been stirred where something ought to be standing, flurrying unusually around nothing. he’s even kept himself concealed from him.

he reverts to his original posture and blinks down into his book.

“benevolent,” he mutters, half-sure. turns to the next page. “if you heard.”

[rekant]

@bluedprints: the exception to the rule is not the rule.

"the absence of evidence is not evidence."

her mouth is unsmiling, but her eyes sparkle. where have we heard that one before.

"i'm afraid you're only going to find exceptional data points in this particular room."

[hypocratic]

MOODBOARD: frederick chilton & will graham: patsy.

@hypocratic + @bluedprints

[eyeshone]

MOODBOARD: shelley barks & harry du bois.

@eyeshone + @bluedprints

[smokefools]

@bluedprints \\ nose beers.

I know that guy, she's so close her tongues practically in his ear, bootlicker, pig, fascist, and he remembers, the woman sat next to him does not speak English. Shiver down his spine, he wonders if the pig knows what it's like to be in love. He must have ghosts of his own to tend to. Better keep him waiting as long as possible.

Bubblegum pops. The foreign women seem bored. The low techno drones on.

"Alright, fine," he wipes the residue off the table, and licks his hand, "a thousand says you want speed," leaning over to the woman next to her, telling her a secret she can't understand, "cops love speed."

[gildedlife]

@bluedprints liked.

he hasn’t seen this man before, james realizes, as he briefly—politely—tracks his entry from the left of the room. there’s a halo cast around him, faint but unpleasant, and james isn’t sure if it’s merely a memory of the effects of his arctic journey or if his weak eye still plays such tricks with an image.

he doesn’t feel up to introductions, which he’s been lucky enough not to have to do thus far.

‘ you’re not an agent, are you? ’ he asks, meaning of insurance, with a playful tone that once came easily. now it cracks at the slightest pressure, revealing its hollowness. ‘ surely we’d have met. you must be with one of the companies? ’

[guttersniper]

@bluedprints as penny said: you just about to kill me with kindness

cabin in the sky.

he washes, she dries. his forearms are soapy and damp. mutt hands her a finished cup. shuts off the water.

"i only did it for marco." it is always very difficult to tell whether or not he means it, saying things like that.

and he doesn't mean the dishwashing part.

[dxsole]

🪨 DEX COMFORT LIST

Comfort food(s): warm chocolate chip cookies! Comfort drink(s): vanilla tea, I also really love the White Ambrosia tea from Tea Forte? Highly recommend, it's like coconutty and warm :3 Comfort movie(s): Jackie Brown Comfort show(s): Psych, Columbo Comfort clothing: those blubbery pjs— like the same material they use for stretchy fuzzy socks? but all over :) Comfort song(s): you put on Down Under by Men At Work and my serotonin levels are immediately off the charts Comfort book(s): I don't read enough to have a comfort book I think, but I'm REALLY enjoying this series of Gothic short stories I am reading rn, I am really liking that time period and now i have a bunch of cool stories to recommend if u need Gothic short story recc's :'3 So far my fave of the bunch was Rappaccini's Daughter by Nathaniel Hawthorne and Carmilla by Sheridan Le Fanu (I believe both are available on Project Gutenberg if you wanna read em!) Comfort game(s): Animal Crossing Pocket Camp. my best friend is Beau the Deer :D

TAGGED BY: @bluedprints // thankies~! <3 TAGGING: @icarianbroil, @bruisedconscience, @filthystill, @thehollyverse, and anyone else that wants to do this~!