#phinsecure

Caught between sucking, nibbling & passing out from being veerrryyy flustered 😊

A few centuries back and she would've had someone like this doing her MATH HOMEWORK for her. Like death and taxes, an awkward boy PLIANT to her whims is a comfortable inevitability.

Just such a shame his teeth weren't as SHARP as she was expecting. Where's the needle-like fangs of an UNDERWATER PREDATOR when you need them?

Walking around hell with nothing more than the clothes on his back, a gun, and a confidence unlike any other. . . It's bound to get people to notice. Especially when said person isn't even a demon to begin with. He figured he could outlast the best of them with a blast or two, maybe finally get his hands on one without a fight ensuing. Just a one-and-done, but fate had other plans. Poor Joey finally got his comeuppance.

Running away, practically yelling obscenities, and tears rolling down his face. Suit crumpled and ripped, his shades barely hanging on, and blood dripping down his face. To say he had a good time already would be a lie. The agent practically ran and ran until he managed to make his way into a building. What it was, he didn't care; he just needed to lie low. Call Two and inform her of his status.

Therefore, he'd rush inside and almost immediately pull out his phone. Dialing up her number as he held it to his ear and waited. Looking around in a panic before suddenly making eye contact with a weird fish-looking demon. "OH FUCK! Stay back! Don't youse come any closer or I'll. . .I'll. . " Scrambling for his gun as a message rang through his phone. "The person you are trying to call is unavailable. Please try again later. If you would like to leave a--" Goddamnit.

@phinsecure // continued

Dr. Carrard's voice is accented, rather heavily at that. Even in, or perhaps especially in death, he made no point to hide his French-ness. In life, it had often been something that had garnered him favor, or at least excused his behavior. After all, the French were just like that. Or so people in the States had thought. Perhaps that language barrier was at play here, as he only stared (seemed to stare? No visible eyes behind the visor), at the other, head tilting slightly to the side.

"according to my friend, they got them here!" He says, a bit too brightly for the fact that he can clearly see that this isn't a place you can rent video tapes from. This is quite clearly a cafe. "they've sent me to return them, and so! here i am!"

He holds them out. There are two of them. Both appear to be about sharks, given the cover art.

@phinsecure​ spun:

​❝ i love the feel of your hair between each of my fingers. ❞

Five Guys (Senses)

Chirps emit from Molly as Phin begins to comb through her hair with delicate fingers. Sitting perfectly still and patient as he sits behind her to play with cotton candy locks of strawberry scented hair.

Not many could resist the mass of temptation. And Molly certainly loved the affection and attention from it.

Molly didn’t even wait for a reply from Phin as she already popped the cork of wine and pouring herself a glass.  She was relaxed, as she always was around him, feeling a sense of weight off her shoulders.

She didn’t have to put much of a front around him. Besides, this was all about getting him to crack more of that shell of his.

Molly watches him begin to get his own glass, smile warm and inviting as he begun to speak. A giggle given at his choice of phrase, as it did sound ... Really bad. But it was cute.

However, that smile of hers would sharpen into a serpentine like grin, lids lowering as a hand places itself on her chin. A usual reoccurring look of deviousness from the spider when within her presence.

@phinsecure​ sent a 🌋 for Bltizo to blurt out || NOT ACCEPTING

@phinsecure​ inquired:  [ text ] –– that’s an adorable dog. should we get a dog?

@phinsecure​​ sent a Game Grumps Starter.

❝ If by OK you mean like on the inside I’m just going ‘AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!’ then yes, I’m quite OK ❞

— “ ... Damn, alright, go off I guess. Announce the world your problems. ” 

This was a very strange way to meet someone. He just saw the other practically pulling his skin apart with some sort of nervous tick? He couldn’t tell, but obviously if he was telling a random stranger, and an IMP at that, something must be up.