#*oddly spec

🎧 oddly specific moodboards ;

🌿 oddly specific moodboards;

◈ oddly specific moodboards ;

he knew this day would come. the big job. it was a daunting thing, the business. if you don’t stick to the pack, he always says, you’ll never get the job done. moreover, you’ll never make it out alive. it’s brutal. suffocating. the fear often consumes you to the point of incapability. but he knows what he’s doing.

“ready?” he asks, slinging a black duffel bag over his shoulder.

you nod. as long as he’s beside you, you know you’ll get away with anything.

🌄 oddly specific moodboards;

the sun was still up when the bus left, but it began setting soon after. the ride was smooth, the views were entrancing. you were warmed by orange rays of sunlight as they seeped through the windows. and, of course, by his embrace. you looked up at him, his arm wrapped around you, and he smiled. a sunlit smile; hopeful, handsome... your home no matter where you are.

🌃 oddly specific moodboards;

you never really paid attention to the people on the train. crowds of pedestrians slipping into the night one after the other, never to be given a second glance by you. the streetlights would blur as the night played on, illuminating their faces for but a moment. you never really paid attention to the people on the train. but he was different. he didn’t need a streetlight to glow in the dark.

🏛 oddly specific moodboards;

a lounge in the year 1922. you’d stumbled upon it while in search of a new place to dock your hover automotive. ever since that night, a saturday isn’t a saturday without a visit to lix’s place. classy friends, amazing service... you’d never be able to tell the wait staff run a speakeasy in the basement.

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she’s always been a woman on a mission. full of secrets. when she speaks, she reveals only what is beneficial to her, keeping the rest to herself. she doesn’t need to speak to be heard. she’s focused. lethal. at least, that’s what men tend to think. and she intends on keeping it that way. a million-dollar stare and a bank account to match.... a woman on a mission... don’t get too attached.

🌼 oddly specific moodboards;

the park was warm that day. laying on your back, you could see the bright yellow leaves of gingko trees dangling overhead as the sounds of his laughter fluttered in the air. your picnic was nearly over, but neither of you wanted to leave. the atmosphere was too inviting; hazy, happy, sweet, splendid.