#bluedprints: control.

[choicescreen]

@bluedprints

mr. rodriquez? dr. rodriquez?

"control," she settles on that, he seems to take to it better than any other name, "welcome to quantum leap. dr. beckett and the admiral send their regards, but," she smiles, a little rueful, from some airy place in the back of her skull, "we can't seem to pull them away from their work."

[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? ’

[vitalphenomena]

@bluedprints // control

"I'm not sure what you mean. Our lines of work are very different."

Her smile is polite but frigid.

[november-golf]

@bluedprints

"The bathroom is for customers."

[muckcourt]

@bluedprints continued

"Flat land." He notes the board.

Pinches his swordhand's fingers over the head of his piece and pushes it forwards, like a child spelling their name slowly.

[lifeforms]

"you know what the beyond said to me? it just said 'go to sleep'."

@bluedprints for control ♡

[rekant-aaa]

@bluedprints

"The tea's safe."

And for good measure, she drinks from her cup, first.

"Dealing with your leftovers'd be a hassle."

[dxsole]

what's wrong with men like me? control viola

🖍️ A LOT OF THINGS! | Not Accepting

Viola scoffs. Loudly. Even makes a face to go with it.

"Uhhhh a lot? A whole ton! 'Cause you're a man." It's not exactly a nice thing to say or think but Viola doesn't care. Plus, she would argue that she's only ever known one man and he was bad so she is completely in the right to think this regardless of what the doctors all said.

"And also, like, look at you." A crimson crayon is pointed in his direction before she goes back to her coloring. "You've got a stupid face."

[10ccs]

@bluedprints 

sam is cheating on his dealer, but don’t tell her that. she might not take it very well

[ text ] dude its been like an hour 

sam has waited longer for dealers. four days ago, he waited around for nearly an entire day, long enough for withdrawals to set in and turn him into something he has no control over, so all things considered, forty minutes is nothing. complaining is just in his nature. 

[ text ] you comin or not 

[carnalphenomena]

@bluedprints // emmanuel asked: ❛ missed my touch that much, did you? ❜

Is it really Em touching them if he’s just controlling the vibrator? 

Maybe. Maybe. 

Alex shudders, coming down. But Em hasn’t turned the settings down, so they’re all swollen and raw and worried that they’ll cum again. 

“Come here,” they gasp. “Kiss me. You never kiss me anymore.”

[vitalphenomena]

@bluedprints // control

"You'll all regret this."

[legioun]

she can she she’s standing between inviting harm to him and inviting harm to herself. not that he’s prone to that kind of lashing out, but loss like this can turn anyone animal.

arti knows that this button can only be pushed so many times before it triggers a different result. what she doesn’t know is whether it hurts control more to leave the pattern unbroken.

“can i take you for lunch?”

must have been this, right? must have been that.

something james wanted them to add to the menu. something chocolate hazelnut. pecans?

he picks the container down, takes it under his arm. "i'll get this done first."

[vitalphenomena]

@bluedprints // control

AN AWKWARD LAUGH. A hand run through his cropped hair. Cain is picking up a small pizza. He will bring it home and eat it alone and he will stare at the wall and he will think about Kieran.

And this.

"I did not expect to see you again," he confesses.

[vitalphenomena]

@bluedprints // control said: you have to have known this wouldn’t last forever.

Barely-contained fury bubbles underneath the surface of his expression, makes him look delirious and confused with the effort of it all.

"I don't like your tone, sir." As Control's employees go through Dick's office, his hard drives, Dick attempts to chastise.

"And I still don't know what gives you the authority to do this."

[vitalphenomena]

@bluedprints // control

"You're a good man. But don't you see that you could be a great one?"

[choicescreen]

"maybe a touch too much."

as the project's resident psychiatrist, the team—sam, especially—often faces her well-meaning scrutiny. looking at control, she feels like whoever handles that at his job—if there even is one—has their hands full.

"trying to prove time travel within your own lifetime often makes you forget the now time, if you understand my point."

it's mr.

he got his bachelor's and then mother dearest did the rest.

control has read the files, presented to his desk in what he believes to be a random, regressive order. not quite backwards, but close. some part of him is still thinking on it, trying to connect some red string.

she must have read something, too.

"always the dedicated staff." his mouth feels stiff, saying the words. how many on record? the files kept going back and forth on it. "trust me when i say i get it."