#blueshiftting

Finally! A new comic!

Here is part 1 of Redshift and Blueshift!

𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 ▓ “ You’ve been so quiet. what’s on your mind? ” @blueshiftting

❝ These walls talk my sweet Delia, and I've been most unhappy with what they've been saying to me. ❞ Dio's head tilts in observation as he sits in his study, book in hand and wine at his side. The corner of his page is folded in before the book is shut and set aside, an index finger coaxing the woman into the room. ❝ Join me. . .and shut the door. I'd like to discuss something with you. ❞ It's a demand, not an offer and it's clear with how he watches her, his attention fully on her singular form.

If she does as she's told Dio would gesture to a spot next to him on the sofa, ❝ Do you think I am. . .uncompassionate? Or. . .perhaps overly cruel? ❞ The faintest curl of his lips appears as he leans closer, his cold breath wafting over her features. ❝ You realize the choices I make have a purpose. That I cannot allow anyone to disrespect me. . .Correct ? ❞ Words paired with his tone and body language send mixed messages as he eyes her like a meal, a hand even moving to rest against her thigh. The implications of his words are a vague attempt at bating her into panic, his gentle touches encouraging comfort to shock her senses. ❝ If someone were to. . .be talking ill of me. You'd let me know, wouldn't you? Doing so would greatly please me and I'd have no choice but to reward you. ❞

@blueshiftting​ asked: "Your hair looks so pretty today, Mariah. What's your secret?"

       a lot goes into it. an early rise ( though that does not mean she is at all a morning person ), and a few hours go into making the glory goddess feel put together enough to start her day. not for anyone's eyes in particular — its simply a matter of if she doesn't take care of herself then no one else will. a casual flip of her hair comes from the other recognizing the work she puts into it ; then again — it's just like cordelia to notice something like that.

             it’s   an   awkward   walk   into   the   manor.   every   time   he   turns   up   empty - handed   he   can   feel   dio’s   wrath   manifesting   behind   him,   to   the   point   where   even   just   stepping   into   the   mansion   feels   like   he’s   walking   on   eggshells.   once,   twice,   and   now.   .   .   if   it   wasn’t   for   the   massive   reward   being   dangled   in   front   of   him   he’d   be   running   for   the   hills.  hairs   stand   along   the   back   of   his   neck   as   a   figure   emerges   from   the   massive   library,   only   to   be   relaxed   once   more   when   it’s   clearly   not   dio.   as   she   approaches,   hand   lifts   to   tilt   his   hat   in   greeting.

 ❝         delia.   just   get   finished   with   the   big   guy   ?         ❞

 a   perfect   distraction,   and   a   perfect   excuse   not   to   intrude   on   their   master’s   quiet   reading   time.

@blueshiftting​ said: “ you’re being awfully quiet.  “

       very unlike her — what an astute observation. mariah almost always has something to say or add, but now she finds herself stuck in deep thought about a subject that her mind isn’t so ready to lighten up on. she always gets this way when she’s reminded of him — pangs of guilt hitting her in succession about where her priorities have been lying nowadays. there is no way she could ever forget her little brother, she tells herself, no matter what path she follows the worry for him will always be with her.

       the opposite directions their lives have been pulled in in such a short amount of time is one of the only things her mind can bring to the fore front of her thoughts to put her in such a melancholy state. try as she might to be carefree and trusting of him, the maternal, elder sister part of her is still there. her only comfort is the drive she has to make it out of all this alive, successfully serving their leader — ensuring she can initiate a reunion between them.

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