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infernalsentinel:

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infernalsentinel:

9: My muse goes blind! Their vision is gone and they can’t see anything!!!

The Sentinel hardly had time to register what her fate was before her vision went dark. She blinked hard a few times and rubbed at her eyes as if her sight would magically come back. It didn’t. 

"…Well. This is highly inconvenient," she muttered, shifting uncomfortably. The darkness reminded her a bit of her time within the trickbox.

He blinked at the fate before sighing. “…and here I thought I was through with servitude…ah well…” He looked towards her. “I suppose I shall have to lead you around then, won’t I? Or perhaps I should leave that to someone else?”

Sentinel huffed and crossed her arms, scowling in his general direction. “I can take care of myself. I don’t need someone to lead me around,” she said, taking a few very cautious steps forward.

"Well…if you’re certain you don’t need my help, then I suppose I’ll leave you to your business…" he said as he began to walk away.

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ringmasterloyal: Let's leave your fate to the numbers... 

infernalsentinel:

9: My muse goes blind! Their vision is gone and they can’t see anything!!!

The Sentinel hardly had time to register what her fate was before her vision went dark. She blinked hard a few times and rubbed at her eyes as if her sight would magically come back. It didn’t. 

"…Well. This is highly inconvenient," she muttered, shifting uncomfortably. The darkness reminded her a bit of her time within the trickbox.

He blinked at the fate before sighing. “…and here I thought I was through with servitude…ah well…” He looked towards her. “I suppose I shall have to lead you around then, won’t I? Or perhaps I should leave that to someone else?”

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infernalsentinel:

askringmasterloyal:

4:My Muse is now your personal maid/butler!!! Dress them up fancy and they’ll listen to any of your muse’s orders and they HAVE to obey.

The ringmaster glances at his chosen fate. “Deja vu….” he murmured to himself. “But I suppose…fair is fair…” He leaves to go change before returning.

"Well, then…"

"…what do you wish of me, Madame Sentinel?

Sentinel smiled and shrugged. “I figured you’d feel that way, hence giving you the choice. Aside from that… You’re off the hook now.”

With a grin, he took her hand and gently placed a kiss atop it. “…then I’ll be going back to my circus. Until next time, my dear.” With that, he released her hand, standing as he turned to leave.

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infernalsentinel: Let's leave your fate to the numbers... 

infernalsentinel:

askringmasterloyal:

askringmasterloyal:

4:My Muse is now your personal maid/butler!!! Dress them up fancy and they’ll listen to any of your muse’s orders and they HAVE to obey.

The ringmaster glances at his chosen fate. “Deja vu….” he murmured to himself. “But I suppose…fair is fair…” He leaves to go change before returning.

"Well, then…"

"…what do you wish of me, Madame Sentinel?

"We’ll see…in the meantime, is there anything else you’d like? Or am I off the hook yet?" he asked with a chuckle.

"Hmmm… I’m not going to make you do it, but if you felt like giving Overseer a good punch in the jaw for me, I’d be delighted."

"And have him hate me even more, with a pinch of possible retaliation? Merci, but no,” he replied with a smirk.

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infernalsentinel: Let's leave your fate to the numbers... 

infernalsentinel:

askringmasterloyal:

askringmasterloyal:

4:My Muse is now your personal maid/butler!!! Dress them up fancy and they’ll listen to any of your muse’s orders and they HAVE to obey.

The ringmaster glances at his chosen fate. “Deja vu….” he murmured to himself. “But I suppose…fair is fair…” He leaves to go change before returning.

"Well, then…"

"…what do you wish of me, Madame Sentinel?

He quirked an eyebrow at her, but nonetheless took her empty glass to refill it with the nearby wine bottle. “Those plans…you will have to wait and see to find out. I may be your butler today, madame…but the circus is mine and mine alone.” With that, he handed her back her glass.

"Thank you~" Sentinel smiled and took her glass from him, taking a sip. "I’m excited to see these plans of yours. I’ll try my best to be patient."

"We’ll see…in the meantime, is there anything else you’d like? Or am I off the hook yet?" he asked with a chuckle.

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infernalsentinel: Let's leave your fate to the numbers... 

infernalsentinel:

askringmasterloyal:

askringmasterloyal:

4:My Muse is now your personal maid/butler!!! Dress them up fancy and they’ll listen to any of your muse’s orders and they HAVE to obey.

The ringmaster glances at his chosen fate. “Deja vu….” he murmured to himself. “But I suppose…fair is fair…” He leaves to go change before returning.

"Well, then…"

"…what do you wish of me, Madame Sentinel?

His eyes widened a bit when she turned his head to kiss him. After taking a few moments to listen to her, he managed a small chuckle. “We’ll see…I might have better plans in store.”

"And what might those plans be?" she asked, picking up her empty wine glass. "Refill it?"

He quirked an eyebrow at her, but nonetheless took her empty glass to refill it with the nearby wine bottle. “Those plans…you will have to wait and see to find out. I may be your butler today, madame…but the circus is mine and mine alone.” With that, he handed her back her glass.

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jess-llama:

chuuface:

madlori:

THESE MOTHERFUCKERS RIGHT HERE.

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I am only allowed to buy them once in a great while because I WILL EAT THE WHOLE DAMN PACKAGE AT ONCE.

so fucking delicious.  soooooo bad.  made of 100% not real food.

For those of you who are not American, these cookies are in every single grocery store ever with their colorful frostings (different colors for every holiday!) and sprinkles.  Their texture is like the softest sweetest cakey cookie ever, with sweet frosting…GAAAAAH

they are evil.  they cannot be resisted.

i feel u on a deep spiritual level

i found my people

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infernalsentinel:

askringmasterloyal:

infernalsentinel:

askringmasterloyal:

4:My Muse is now your personal maid/butler!!! Dress them up fancy and they’ll listen to any of your muse’s orders and they HAVE to obey.

The ringmaster glances at his chosen fate. “Deja vu….” he murmured to himself. “But I suppose…fair is fair…” He leaves to go change before returning.

"Well, then…"

"…what do you wish of me, Madame Sentinel?

"You’re such a good performer. I can see why you’re in the circus business~ You should incorporate some of those flips and cartwheels into your performance."

He looked away from her, still very much pouting as he stood up. “I’ll…take it into consideration,” he told her.

Sentinel laughed and turned his head towards her so that she could kiss him. “It would add even more entertainment to the show. Not that it’s lacking, of course…”

His eyes widened a bit when she turned his head to kiss him. After taking a few moments to listen to her, he managed a small chuckle. “We’ll see…I might have better plans in store.”

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15:Lip locking that’s all I have to say…

"Hmm…I’ll take this to mean that I just have to kiss you on the lips. Hope you don’t mind, mademoiselle~.” He gently places his lips against hers before parting, grinning to himself.

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infernalsentinel: Let's leave your fate to the numbers... 

infernalsentinel:

askringmasterloyal:

infernalsentinel:

askringmasterloyal:

4:My Muse is now your personal maid/butler!!! Dress them up fancy and they’ll listen to any of your muse’s orders and they HAVE to obey.

The ringmaster glances at his chosen fate. “Deja vu….” he murmured to himself. “But I suppose…fair is fair…” He leaves to go change before returning.

"Well, then…"

"…what do you wish of me, Madame Sentinel?

She laughed again, coming to a stop in front of him. Seeing him like this was fun. It made her feel powerful to see him so exhausted from doing her bidding. “You did very well~” she said, cupping his cheek in her hand.

He managed a small pout as some form of defiance. But, truly, he didn’t mind too much.

"You’re such a good performer. I can see why you’re in the circus business~ You should incorporate some of those flips and cartwheels into your performance."

He looked away from her, still very much pouting as he stood up. “I’ll…take it into consideration,” he told her.

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