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It's 5:13, September 4th, 2023. I finished my entire dissertation within 24 hours.
Will I learn from this? No
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❝ Never did come up with a cool name for that... ❞ [Pippa -> Miles]
Spiderman Across the Spiderverse sentence starters Status: accepting @wcnderiing
"I mean, I don't think you need a cool name for your base." Miles leaned back a little bit, trying to get a different perspective on Pippa's body before sketching her. His AP Studio Art assignment was due relatively soon and if he got anything less than an A, he would spend the next three weeks questioning his entire identity as an artist. "Mine's just my bedroom, Peter's just his shed. Hobie calls his the Spider-Boat so don't go for him for any naming advice."
He scribbled furiously in his sketch book before looking up with a large cheeky grin. "I mean, you could call your base the Echo Location."
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❝ Which is it? Hands in the air, or get down on the ground? ❞ for Josh
Across The Spiderverse sentence starters Status: Accepting @chloevlinder
Josh's grip on the gun tightened, the trembling of his hands imperceptible to the average person. Droplets of sweat ran down his forehead, his breath shaky and uncertain. Any movement could be the wrong one, could signal the other to attack. This... creature, this thing that decided to play the world's cruelest joke and take the form of his wife. Or maybe it was his wife. He tried to swallow, but his mouth had completely dried up.
The worst part was the not knowing.
When he kissed Chloe goodbye this morning, he hadn't expected to hold her at gunpoint by the end of the day. He thought about this morning, about the burnt breakfast he tried to surprise her with, about her fond smile when he kept distracting her while she was getting dressed, about the many last kisses before Josh had to drop Poppy off at Nursery. His breathing quickened, finger moving towards the trigger. He pointed the gun upwards and fired a shot. A warning.
"Where is she? Where's Chloe?" He asked, his voice on the edge of breaking as he lowered the gun to point it at her. "Please... please give me something to believe you're her."
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Sᴘɪᴅᴇʀ-Mᴀɴ : Aᴄʀᴏss ᴛʜᴇ Sᴘɪᴅᴇʀ-Vᴇʀsᴇ (2023) - Pᴀʀᴛ 1
A collection of random lines compiled from the Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse (2023) Feel free to change the pronouns in order to better suit the parts involved.
❝ Is the song over? ❞
❝ Will you adopt me? ❞
❝ I don't feel grown up. ❞
❝ God, I need a raise. ❞
❝ You hit me with a bagel! ❞
❝ I've hit a lot of different villains with a lot of different food! ❞
❝ Do you speak Italian? ❞
❝ I am basically an adult! ❞
❝ You don't even have a driver's license! ❞
❝ We saved the multiverse! ❞
❝ I'm telling ya, I can feel it. ❞
❝ Okay. Knock yourself out. ❞
❝ I'm going to rob your face! ❞
❝ Just breathe. We got you. ❞
❝ Great. Is this your goose? ❞
❝ I don't know how to fix this. ❞
❝ I'm from another dimension. ❞
❝ Everything's gonna be okay. ❞
❝ You leave... everybody leaves. ❞
❝ I've leveled up my whole thing! ❞
❝ I can hear you being quiet, ___. ❞
❝ Oh, wow. Is this curry powder? ❞
❝ This should be simple enough. ❞
❝ I just saved a bunch of people! ❞
❝ For you, it's just a Tuesday night. ❞
❝ I'm not your guy/girl in the chair. ❞
❝ I think they look great, I dunno. ❞
❝ Sir, please! Just let me rob you! ❞
❝ This job is so dumb sometimes! ❞
❝ Okay, let's do this one last time. ❞
❝ Is this... that... dangerous mask? ❞
❝ Did you order the cake for tonight? ❞
❝ We're talking about it, aren't we? ❞
❝ He/She's really corny. But so hot! ❞
❝ Having a story at all seems gross. ❞
❝ He/She... kicked his/her own butt. ❞
❝ How's the manhunt for me going? ❞
❝ You don't look like a good guy/girl! ❞
❝ Branding was never my strong suit.❞
❝ Let's do things differently this time. ❞
❝ Hey, where'd the goose come from? ❞
❝ Maybe he/she didn't have a choice. ❞
❝ We'll say I'm a scientist. I was. I am! ❞
❝ I'm going to put my head in that hole. ❞
❝ Can't have your cake and eat it, too. ❞
❝ Unless you bake two cakes! ❞
❝ Uh... I don't wanna argue about this. ❞
❝ Alright, no politics at the dinner table. ❞
❝ I didn't wanna hurt him/her. But I did. ❞
❝ Well... why are you saying it like that? ❞
❝ I thought I knew the rest, but...I didn't. ❞
❝ How long have you been lying to me? ❞
❝ I really would've come to see you sooner. ❞
❝ Who laughs in the middle of a fight? ❞
❝ You think you know the rest. You don't. ❞
❝ What? How many of these did you take? ❞
❝ Hey, don't try to wow me with big words. ❞
❝ We're gonna need all the help we can get. ❞
❝ I'm just trying to lighten the mood, y'know...? ❞
❝ So, you want me to handle this one, or...? ❞
❝ I don't think I want this costume anymore. ❞
❝ Yeah, I don't know what any of that means. ❞
❝ Well, screaming their name usually works. ❞
❝ You're just gonna have to shut up and trust- ❞
❝ That's your story! Now, just stick to the script. ❞
❝ Ohh, I'll take the mic. No more mics for you. ❞
❝ Yeah, I'm smiling like it's a joke, but it's true. ❞
❝ What cursed world have you brought me to? ❞
❝ I never really made another friend, after that. ❞
❝ Who are you running around with, anyway? ❞
❝ What'd you call me? You realize I'm right here. ❞
❝ Ohh, this here is why nobody likes us, man. ❞
❝ Why would anyone be scared to talk to me?! ❞
❝ Hey, it's New York. Everyone's got their thing. ❞
❝ Never did come up with a cool name for that... ❞
❝ I joined it so I could hit my feelings with sticks! ❞
❝ I'm just... a really emotionally intelligent guy/girl. ❞
❝ Why wear a mask if you've got nothing to hide? ❞
❝ Nothing is more important than management. ❞
❝ I'm sorry, who exactly are you supposed to be? ❞
❝ Your costume's too tight in the back, by the way! ❞
❝ Oh, yeah. That sounds like a really good fake job. ❞
❝ You're in this to help people, right? Right? So am I! ❞
❝ Bad guy/girl? He/She's barely a villain of the week! ❞
❝ Sounds like he maybe shouldn't practice medicine. ❞
❝ You know, it really is always so great to talk to you. ❞
❝ I didn't join a band so I could talk about my feelings! ❞
❝ What do you mean I don't know that? I do know that. ❞
❝ Take a good look at my great fire from my backpack! ❞
❝ The power of the multiverse in the palm of my hand. ❞
❝ How much longer can I keep lying about who really I am? ❞
❝ Which is it? Hands in the air, or get down on the ground? ❞
❝ Dude/girl, you don't hang out, and you don't wanna talk... ❞
❝ It's really fun cleaning up your shocking mess, by the way. ❞
❝ I mean... how many people can you talk to about this stuff? ❞
❝ I was actually considered handsome, by scientist standards. ❞
❝ It was inconsiderate and super rude! ...And a little cocky... oof! ❞
❝ I wouldn't play with fire, dude/girl, you're kind of made of paper! ❞
❝ Can't you just act like a regular super villain so I can catch you? ❞
❝ Yo, if you don't tell someone what's going on you're gonna snap.  ❞
❝ He/She hasn't always had it easy. And he/she's not the only one. ❞
❝ You're acting like weird stuff like this happens to you all the time. ❞
❝ I lead an elite strike force dedicated to the security of the multiverse. ❞
❝ I always wanted to be in a band. Guess I just never found the right one. ❞
❝ Can we focus on the big fire-breathing threat to time and space, please?! ❞
❝ I've never robbed anybody in my life, please don't make this a bad experience for me! ❞
❝ Can you stop talking about your holes? You're making everyone uncomfortable over here. ❞
❝ I mean, it's more of a meta-commentary on what we call art, but it's... it...it's also...art? ❞
❝ Look, there is a big flying turkey from the renaissance I have to bring to justice, so if you don't mind. ❞
❝ Now I'm stuck putting everybody back where they belong before all of time and space collapses! ❞
❝ You left a hole wide enough for guys/girls like him/her to randomly get shot into the wrong dimension! ❞
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So Rian Johnson said in an interview that Benoit Blanc most likely doesn’t earn a lot of money with his detective agency and that Philip, his husband, is the person who earns the real money.
Benoit Blanc is a trophy husband.
But on a kinder note, this also means that if he knows someone can’t afford what he should be charging as a private detective (like Helen), he won’t ask them to pay. He does this job because he cares about justice, he cares about humanity and the feelings of the victims and their families. Benoit Blanc never cared about the money, he always did this because it was the right thing to do. Benoit Blanc has a kind heart.
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SOME PROMPTS FOR PICKING UP/CARRYING MUSES BC WHY NOT
1)  for sender to pick up a sleepy receiver and carry them to bed.
2)  for receiver to pick up a sleepy sender and carry them to bed. 
3)  our muses are hiking and receiver is tired so sender picks them up to carry them the rest of the way. 
4)  our muses are hiking and sender is tired so receiver picks them up to carry them the rest of the way. 
5)  for sender to pick up receiver who keeps insisting they aren’t tired and carry them to bed anyway. 
6)  for receiver to pick up sender who keeps insisting they aren’t tired and carry them to bed anyway. 
7)  sender has been sitting in receiver’s lap but receiver needs to get up for something,  so they just simply carry sender with them. 
8)  receiver has been sitting in sender’s lap but sender needs to get up for something,  so they just simply carry receiver with them. 
9)  sender sprained their ankle so receiver sweeps them into their arms to carry them to get treated. 
10)  receiver sprained their ankle so sender sweeps them into their arms to carry them to get treated. 
11)  sender walks into kitchen while receiver is cooking,  receiver picks them up and sets them on the counter. 
12)  receiver walks into kitchen while sender is cooking,  sender picks them up and sets them on the counter. 
13)  our muses are kissing and sender picks up receiver to make it easier. 
14)  our muses are kissing and receiver picks up sender to make it easier. 
15)  sender picks up receiver and places them on the hood of their car while talking. 
16)  receiver picks up sender and places them on the hood of their car while talking. 
17)  sender picks up receiver and places them on the hood of their car while making out. 
18)  receiver picks up sender and places them on the hood of their car while making out. 
19)  things are getting heated between our muses and sender picks up receiver,  placing them on a table/desk/counter rather than making it to the bed. 
20)  things are getting heated between our muses and receiver picks up sender,  placing them on a table/desk/counter rather than making it to the bed. 
21)  sender picks up receiver just because. 
22)  receiver picks up sender just because. 
23)  our muses are walking somewhere together and sender spontaneously picks up receiver to carry them the rest of the way. 
24)  our muses are walking somewhere together and receiver spontaneously picks up sender to carry them the rest of the way. 
25)  sender has been working too hard,  receiver carries them away to force them to rest. 
26)  receiver has been working too hard,  sender carries them away to force them to rest. 
27)  sender is trying to do something rash so receiver simply picks them up to make them stop and listen. 
28)  receiver is trying to do something rash so sender simply picks them up to make them stop and listen. 
29)  in a moment of pure joy,  sender picks up receiver and spins them around. 
30)  in a moment of pure joy,  receiver picks up sender and spins them around. 
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GLASS ONION: A KNIVES OUT MYSTERY (2022) SENTENCE STARTERS
❛ You can’t keep making excuses for every one of [name]’s insane whims. ❜
❛ Genius always looks like insanity at first, though, right? ❜
❛ Hey, please stop fire-spinning inside. ❜
❛ I say it like I see it, no filter. If people can’t handle it, that’s their problem. ❜
❛ You’ve got to stay off the Twitter. ❜
❛ Are you mocking me? ❜
❛ This can’t Shazam. It’s a lamp. ❜
❛ Where’s my speargun? I gotta pack. ❜
❛ He told me you haven’t left the bath for a week. ❜
❛ My mind is a fueled-up racing car, and I got nowhere to drive it. ❜
❛ I need danger, a hunt, a challenge. ❜
❛ There’s someone here for you! With a box! ❜
❛ Hello, stranger danger. ❜
❛ Excuse me, I love your accent. I had to try it. ❜
❛ You must be very special. ❜
❛ When you throw a murder mystery party, you do it right, buddy. ❜
❛ I’m not here. ❜
❛ He’s just staying here. He’s going through things. ❜
❛ This rich-people shit is weird. ❜
❛ This is stretching my stride-taking abilities. ❜
❛ Okay, let’s stop talking and actually start hanging out and having fun. ❜
❛ Why is it on the roof? ❜
❛ I wanted to ask, what are you doing here? ❜
❛ Is this part of the game? ❜
❛ I’ve learned through bitter experience that an anonymous invitation is not to be trifled with. ❜
❛ You really try. I like that. You really make an effort. ❜
❛ You never know when shit’s gonna go down. ❜
❛ I’m uncomfortable. I’m gonna go for a swim. ❜
❛ It’s true. I say it like I see it. ❜
❛ If you want to shake things up, you start with something small. ❜
❛ That’s the place where you have to look within yourself and ask, “Am I the kind of person who will keep going?” ❜
❛ That was some real red-pill stuff. ❜
❛ Every single one of you is holding on for dear life to [name]’s golden titties. ❜
❛ Wow. That was so real. ❜
❛ I’m a truth-teller. Some people can’t handle it. ❜
❛ It’s a dangerous thing to mistake speaking without thought for speaking the truth. Don’t you think? ❜
❛ Are you calling me dangerous? ❜
❛ A few cocktails before I’m murdered. ❜
❛ Halle Berry! That has a kick. ❜
❛ This simple thing that you thought you were looking at, it suddenly takes on layers and depth so complex, it gives you vertigo. ❜
❛ Every time we’ve gotten to the point where I’m going to strangle you, you pull something like this, and it’s magic. ❜
❛ I wanna be responsible for something that gets mentioned in the same breath as the Mona Lisa. ❜
❛ This is reckless. And you’re gonna get somebody killed. ❜
❛ It’s been a memorable weekend already, to be sure, but now the real fun starts. ❜
❛ Tonight, in this very room, a murder will be committed. ❜
❛ Well, to be clear, I mean, I didn’t know what a “blood diamond” was so… ❜
❛ What am I supposed to do now? Play Yahtzee all weekend? ❜
❛ I like the Glass Onion as a metaphor. An object that seems densely layered, but in reality the center is in plain sight. ❜
❛ It’s like putting a loaded gun on the table and turning off the lights! ❜
❛ Well, I’m out of here. Tomorrow morning. Gone. ❜
❛ You’re murdering my vibe. ❜
❛ So you come here, in your Gucci flats, telling us that we owe you? ❜
❛ What do you want? A check? You want performative pity? ❜
❛ I want the truth! ❜
❛ But me, I’m tired of pretending like you’re the victim in this game. ❜
❛ That changes things, right? ❜
❛ Have we ever not pulled through? Pulled it off? ❜
❛ We won’t know the cause of death without an autopsy. ❜
❛ Listen, I must insist that nobody touch the body or disturb anything around it. ❜
Are you treating this as a crime scene then? ❜
❛ I’ll pay you one billion dollars to tell me which one of them tried to kill me. ❜
❛ Oh, fiddlesticks. ❜
❛ Is that a speargun? ❜
❛ Oh, hell’s bells! Just, everybody, just stay here! ❜
❛ I can peel back the layers, I can take it to a point, but what lies at the center, only one person can tell us who killed [name]. ❜
❛ You’re not in the bath again, are you? ❜
❛ Heavens, the dog ate the caviar again. ❜
❛ It’s a stupid idea, right? ❜
❛ Listen, I want to be clear, huh? I am not Batman. ❜
❛ Any feelings of reverence or respect that you had for me when you crossed my threshold, buttress those feelings now. ❜
❛ Yeah, I’m trying real hard to buttress, but this sounds nuts. ❜
❛ Is this safe? ❜
❛ I shouldn’t be here. This is nuts. But I’m here. So let’s do this. ❜
❛ The reality-distortion field ends here. I can’t let you do this. ❜
❛ Look me in the eye! You know it’s a lie! ❜
❛ You must be really great at Clue, huh? ❜
❛ I’m very bad at dumb things. My Achilles’ heel. ❜
❛ This is your last chance to back out. ❜
❛ I think it’s really shitty what they all did to you. ❜
❛ I sold my soul for this. ❜
❛ I thought you said you didn’t drink? ❜
❛ That’s hard kombucha. That’s Jared Leto’s hard kombucha. ❜
❛ We’re running out of time! ❜
❛ Please. Think of the danger here. You gotta step back and let me handle this. ❜
❛ I never email anything that I wouldn’t want to see on the front page of The Times. ❜
❛ I think maybe you should take up drinking. You’re just killing it. ❜
❛ Something is just teasing the edge of my brain. ❜
❛ Oh, if I ever meet Jared Leto, I’m gonna whoop his kombucha-brewing ass. ❜
❛ My therapist says this is a toxic relationship. ❜
❛ We will do what we always do. Deny, half-apologize, and then go silent awhile. ❜
❛ Please tell me you did not think sweatshops are where they make sweatpants. ❜
❛ I will do whatever I have to do to save myself, and he is my only lifeline. ❜
❛ This never happens in Clue. ❜
❛ He’s a son of a bitch. Leave his ass. ❜
❛ I don’t feel sorry for him. He deserved what he got, and you are better off without him. ❜
❛ Please don’t kill me! Oh my God, please don’t kill me! ❜
❛ I’m not trying to kill you, you crazy bitch! ❜
❛ Shitballs! ❜
❛ It hides not behind complexity, but behind mind-numbing obvious clarity. ❜
❛ A veritable minefield of malapropisms and factual errors. ❜
❛ Oh, please. Just tell us who tried to kill me. ❜
❛ Nobody tried to kill you, you vainglorious buffoon. ❜
❛ What is reality?! ❜
❛ Does he keep a vial of poison in his tooth or something? Is that a rich person thing? ❜
❛ Oh, it’s so dumb, it’s brilliant. ❜
❛ No! It’s just dumb! ❜
❛ You dim-witted, brainless jackass! ❜
❛ Your one murder, with any panache at all, and you stole the whole idea from me. ❜
❛ Wow! We got some big accusations flying around here. ❜
❛ You need evidence, and you’ve got nothing. ❜
❛ Anywhere you go, it’s going to be your word against mine. How do you think that’s gonna go? ❜
❛ There’s nothing I can do. Except maybe offer you some courage. ❜
❛ I hope your little bitch tantrum gave you closure ’cause it accomplished nothing! ❜
❛ You’re ruined. ❜
❛ Did you get the son of a bitch? ❜
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◈   TAG NINE PEOPLE YOU’D LIKE TO KNOW BETTER!
favourite colour(s): Green and purple
favourite flavour(s): Cinnamon, hazelnut, coffee
favourite genre(s): Sci-fi, murder mystery (specifically a whodunnit), historical drama
favourite music: Cinematic soundtrack, musical, Janelle Monae
favourite movie(s):  Knives Out, Glass Onion, The Shape of Water
favourite series: Doctor Who, Spy x Family, Waterloo Road
last song: Turntables - Janelle Monae
last series: Bocchi the Rock.
last movie: Glass Onion.
currently reading: Tell Me I’m Worthless by Alison Rumfitt and also The Sea by John Banville
currently watching: Bocchi the Rock, Smallant playing Skyblock.
currently working on: setting up my laptop for work today!
tagged by: @dereiserne
tagging: The person reading this, especially my new followers <3
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With the small nod returned, Blanc retracted his hand. A body was lay out in front of him, still fresh. The pool of potential murderers small but that never meant that this was going to be an easy case. So many people with secrets stuck in a small area, it was going to end in disaster if history was doomed to repeat itself as it so oft was.
He cleared his throat. “Right, Captain Carter.” The one woman he ruled out immediately. No motive, no opportunity. Merely there at the wrong place at the wrong time. “Now, while I certainly want to exchange pleasantries, we unfortunately have to stick to the task at hand. May I ask if you have any information about the victim? I am not a man to rush things, but I was rather enjoying the atmosphere of this here soiree.”
               “Mister Blanc – I would say it is a pleasure to finally meet you, but I assume due to the circumstances this would be improper.” No hand extend to be shaken, instead there was a just a small nod, before her eyes turned back to the body – covered by a white sheet. Not the first she had seen, and something told her it would not be her last. IT WAS IN HER LINE OF WORK and the ghosts would haunt her until the end of her days.
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              “Captain Peggy Carter – it looks like neither of us gets their truly deserved day off.” And she had been so looking forward to this event; a party in HER sense of understanding, with classic dances and familiar music playing. || @pragmaticdreamers​ [BENOIT] requested.
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Tag Drop: Benoit Edition
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@wcnderiing asked: ❛ What kind of blackmail scheme is this? ❜ [MCU McSpragg]
A young man levelling half a block and an office building in the middle of Manhattan would’ve been dominating the news a decade ago, now it’s just another Tuesday afternoon. Eyewitness accounts all say the same thing. “I didn’t see much, but I can assure you it’s an accident.”
Jacqui couldn’t work with those. It’s on the record, their names are attached to the eyewitness statements. Any deviation could and would become a libel lawsuit that even J Jonah Jameson himself wouldn’t want to touch with a ten foot pole, even if it was towards his favourite journalist. She sighed. Rent was due, her superhero insurance was about to lapse if she couldn’t cough up another $30 a month due to increased superhero activity in her area and deadlines were piling up. She needed to get this article out and preferably by tomorrow.
So with the eyewitness accounts being basically useless and only one person willing to share anything more than a rehearsed “We’ve got nothing more to say”, Jacqui had to follow up on the one lead. A guy who knew that the person who caused the destruction was none other than Dr Spragg. Quick google search found that he’d already been doxxed once on a Star Trek forum (poor guy), and off she went.
So that’s how she came to sit on the couch of Dr Howard Spragg, Howie to his friends. He had been most difficult but she had an ace up her sleeve. Out of her bag she managed to pull a photograph of him, taken during his Electric destruction. “This is you?”
Ha, Blackmail, this wasn’t blackmail. This was insurance.
“Now, I’m going to level with you, Dr Spragg. I have bills, we all have them, I don’t get paid unless I publish. So, you have two options. Either I earn my rent through writing an article about what happened, or I earn it through collecting the bounty someone inevitably puts on your head.”
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Glass Onion (2022) — dir. Rian Johnson
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I highly recommend you follow the person I reblogged this from.
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Starter for @dereiserne
Spend any time with Benoit Blanc and you’ll discover that this man adores opulence. While he borderline abhors the obscenely wealthy, particularly those who pretend to be cleverer and harder workers than the average person, he adores putting on the dog every now and then, pushing the boat out for his friends and he simply adores getting invited to parties where he’s not the one paying for it all. One may wonder if it comes from him being a southern gentleman or, in his own words, an old-fashioned queen, but luxury always had a certain allure to Blanc. This tendency to enjoy the finer things in life had allowed him to move in higher circles, spending time with Musicians, actors, writers, composers, chefs and other high-achievers in their respective fields. People knew Benoit Blanc, and Benoit Blanc knew people.
It was however, still a massive surprise to receive an invitation to a Tony Stark party. Blanc knew he had some level of fame, but enough to be on the radar of Stark... He frowned. It was directed at him, everything about it looked about as authentic as it could, but something didn’t sit right with him. Why invite Benoit Blanc? This was a party for other billionaires and the wealthy. While he didn’t exactly struggle, Blanc was far from the level of wealth most of the guestlist would possess. But, he wasn’t one to pass up a party.
“Philip! Fetch my finest suit from the wardrobe! I’ve been invited to a party.” He was quite looking foward to meeting Mr Stark himself.
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Much like Benoit had expected, the party was almost the definition of extravagance. He fetched himself a drink from the bar (open, nice touch) and started mingling, speaking to a few people until he finally got introduced to Tony.
“Mr Stark, I presume. Benoit Blanc. May I just take a minute to compliment you on the delightful decor. Truly, you are a man of taste.”
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pragmaticdreamers · 1 year
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