#svcrecy

[neverendingparable]

KARKAT FUCKING VANTAS?!

[clickonmedotexe]

( i'm learning how to draw prosthetic limbs just for you king )

"Don't act as if you're not a fucking traitor."

[clickonmedotexe]

( me an the muses have decided that the good news is we're not abandoning you for making joule cry

the bad news is the torture is generally frowned upon at least four of them think you're doing it incorrectly )

"It's not as if you could truly abandon me even if you wanted to, my darling. I have you all wrapped around my little finger and it only took sweet words and a charming smile.

Have the four who think I'm doing it incorrectly come into my inbox and let me know what I should change. Who says torturing Caleb can't be a group effort?"

[clickonmedotexe]

❝ You know, you do suit that dress surprisingly well. ❞

DEATH FOLLOWED ASSET IN THE SAME WAY HE FOLLOWED IT ;; endlessly, relentlessly ( a cycle that echoed over and over, blood that seeped into carpets & the hands that cleaned it / the hands that had spilt it / the hands that would be forced to clean again )

He knew of it and he knew it ; he knew why the vulture was an omen not of death but of opportunity-- why it was the steel gray gaze of a hawk that bore with it the most doom- the same steel gray gaze now locked on rex, eyes narrowed in amusement ( when humanity was stripped to its bare essentials / was that not the moment of a skull's eternal grin exposed? ) as, just for a moment, he pretends it is not death that has brought him here as it is death that has brought him everywhere. )

// flings my asset at you cutely :3c are they already friends is this their first meeting who knows!!

"Of course I do." Rex replied, tilting his head back a little to bore into Asset with a curious gaze that could either soften or sharpen at a moment's notice. There was something about how he carried himself that was familiar; in the sense he was alike Rex when it came to drawing chaos into a room. 

At least he had a good sense in fashion. If they had nothing else in common, he could appreciate a nice dress. It was good enough for Rex to accept the compliment for now and in turn, offer him the bottle of wine he had been gradually making lighter.

"Blue brings out my eyes, but I've always liked red more." He brushed a hand over the dress that had once been a gentle azure, a color much more intense and alluring than Rex's eyes, which were (despite his claims) more of a washed out, greying cornflower. And much like the absence of vibrant life, his dress was stained in a rust brown, the origin unmistakable.

“Not that this resembles red anymore either. God, it’s hard to be fashionable these days.”

[clickonmedotexe]

❝ No, no, she has a point. 'Cheese Grater' is effectively the best name I've heard so far.  ❞ - Asset ( because of course it is )

"She does not have a point, you tasteless ass. Gmail is the best name we've heard so far and I'm willing to fucking die on that hill."

[sovereignsecurityarchive]

( HEY GOD. BOOOOO. BOOOOOOOOOOOO. BOOOOOOOOOOOO YOU SUCK COMPLETE ASS LOL I RAN OUT OF IMAGINITIVE INSULTS )

"Calm yourself, I am aware my presence is too immense for your pathetic mind to handle fully. "

[clickonmedotexe]

❝ Hey. Don't worry, I think it's pretty interesting. Losing an arm, I mean, not, like...torturing people. Torturing people's bad. Or I guess it isn't if the people are bad too? Like, if they're a murderer, and you're torturing them 'cause you wanna find out why they murdered people, then I guess it's okay. Or at least better. Right? But that wasn't even what I was talking about in the first place-- I think-- I think was trying to say that only having one arm is cool, because that way it's going to be a lot harder for you to, like...get injured? 'Cause you'll have one less limb that can get infected or stabbed or cut or whatever. And also you have another arm, so it's not even like you're missing a body part you only have one of, like your liver or your brain or something. So really, I think it's a pretty nice limb to lose. I'm glad you're okay, by the way. Like, at least it healed. ❞ // [From Max-Ernest (I'm so very sorry about him /hj)

He's standing there, his eyes twitching as Max talks and talks and talks and fucking talks-

It reminds him of Cyrus* and thinking about her makes his stomach twist in anger all over again.

"Kid!" He finally snaps, irately. "Kid, you have to learn to keep it to ten words or less. I got about 10% of your rambling. Don't fucking do that again or I'll-"

Despite his anger, he does not have it in him to threaten Max. Even with all his latest torturing and stabbing, Coda and Seven were softening his heart a little. So instead, he grumbles out,

"I'll pass asleep on the spot from sheer boredom and probably crack my head open on one of these desks, traumatizing you with all the blood that spurts out."

Oh yeah, so much better.

[narrator-in-training]

( do they know i adore them with all of my heart and would readily die for them?? but also what's their favourite food (if they eat) and what dishes would they like to try?? )

they do now and they are blushing in the corner as we speak

they don’t eat a lot, but they enjoy sweet things! it’s hard for them to label just one thing as their favourite food, but one thing they won’t hesitate to eat if asked is pandan waffles! they’re basically just waffles with pandan (a plant which has fragrant leaves and is often used in asian snacks) flavouring!

as for food they’d like to try! they’ve been very interested in french cooking ever since they watched ratatouille (they originally watched it to study plot but now it’s their fav movie). one of the top things in their “to try” list aside from ratatouille is foie gras!