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Weird World
"Of course I'll be plotting behind your back! I am going to deceive you, manipulate you, and when I've gotten what I want... Well... I'll let your imagination conjure up the gruesome finale."
Independent rp/ask blog for V. V. Argost from The Secret Saturdays. A sideblog of Masterofdimensions. May contain violence/gore/blood/dark themes/satanic imagery/human skeletons.
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Sexual tension sentence starters
as requested by anon. note: some of these work better if one of the muses is pushed up against a wall
Angry
“Make me.”
“I dare you.”
“Bite me.”
“You think you can just run that pretty mouth of yours whenever you want?!”
“Wanna bet?”
“If you complain that it’s hot one more time, I’m going to give you a reason to sweat.”
“Prove it.”
“What’s in it for me?”
“If you bite your lip one more time, I’m going to do it for you.”
“Oh, well fuck me, then.”
“Shut up!”
“Yell at me again, and I’ll give you a real reason to scream.”
Flirty
“I wish we weren’t out in public…”
“Wow, you’re really strong.”
“Wanna go for a ride?”
“You sure can’t keep your hands to yourself…”
“Ah, I think I need a new bed.”
“Can you help me with my tie?” / “Can you zip up my dress for me?”
“You have really nice fingers…”
“Are we going downtown?”
“You should come by my place…I’ll give you the grand tour.”
“That outfit looks good on you. But, you’d also look good without the outfit.”
“What do you wear to bed?”
Awkward
“Do you have to eat it like that?”
“Uhm–t-those shorts look tight–”
“Hey, stop biting your lip…”
“Wha–is that a banana in your pocket?”
“You’re standing a little close to me…”
“Hey–you’ve got a little something on your face–”
“My keys are in my pocket. Can you get them for me?”
“Help me find the D? I mean, the variable–i-it’s math…”
“I just wanna grab your bu–hand. Grab your hand.”
“*purely staring at (muse name)’s lips*”
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//so
i know its been forever
but i still have a lot of muse for good ol’ vinny
i’m gonna purge who i’m following (main account is masterofdimensions) so tell me if you don’t want to be tossed
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White Oleander (2002)
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The Empress of China (2014) dir. Go Yik Chun
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Representing what human meats taste like on different body parts.
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evilpersonified:
“Har har,” he fake laughed, rolling his eyes. “I wasn’t asking for physical proof. Just something you’ve done. Heroes would never fake a villainous act just to get something from me. Most can’t stand my sight. And seeing you here talking to me with ease is enough proof for me,” he said with a shrug of the shoulders.
He clasped his hands together and breathed slowly. “Now how about pricing, shall we? I want to know your offer. Or what you think my item is worth. Remember, this thing has taken a long time to make. And it takes Flug to install it, but that’s easy work and barely costs anything.” The price he was looking for was 10,000$, but he would haggle down to 7,000. Maybe even 5,000. His items definitely weren’t cheap.
Numbers ran through Argost’s head. He crossed his arms and took a good long look at the super villain’s house. The yeti figured the system was probably worth somewhere around $100,000. It was an extensive house-wide system after all. The trick to bargaining, of course, was to start low.
“...Hmph. That is a toughy. I certainly respect your craftsmanship, friend, but I’ve certainly seen more elegant systems back in the states,” Argost rummaged around in his pockets for his checks,”Why don’t you provide me with a reasonable appraisal?”
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prctocol-alpha:
Eating, what? He looks sort of uncomfortable at the offer for food, but doesn’t do much. “Yes, I needed to make sure nothing was queued at work. Neither me nor my superiors take kindly to undone tasks.” He follows after, sitting quietly on the blanket. He sits on his knees, resting his hands on his lap. “What do you need?”
Argost’s eyes widened at the statement. Surprisingly open. It was refreshing almost. Perhaps the yeti had been spending too much time with thieves and scoundrels.
“...Well, truthfully, I need your company. May I ask what you do for a living?” Argost spread brie onto a slice of bread and handed it to the other,”...Ah, so you’re an industrious man? I respect that. I’m quite partial to hard work myself. I can’t stand being idle.”
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