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This blog is officially archived! Follow Arturo here if you want more endless stupidity. Some threads will be continued; others will not.

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This blog is officially archived! Follow Arturo here if you want more endless stupidity. Some threads will be continued; others will not.

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This blog is officially archived! Follow Arturo here if you want more endless stupidity. Some threads will be continued; others will not.

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This blog is officially archived! Follow Arturo here if you want more endless stupidity. Some threads will be continued; others will not.

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Put the gun down, please. ‘Cause you’re not gonna shoot me.

LA CASA DE PAPEL | parte 5, episode 2

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@unsnare asked: glad to see you’re feeling better. / from rosario

The sarcasm was clear in her voice. Arturo knew she hated him, which would only make his plan that much harder. But she was his only option. Tokyo was with one of the other robbers, Nairobi was a lot smarter than she looked, and Roanoke? Well, that was simply out of the question. No, it had to be Rosario.

So, despite her sarcasm, Arturo allowed himself to give her a slightly relieved smile. “Thank you,” he murmured softly, holding out a hand to her and sitting up slightly. “Would you… help me up, please?”

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@unsnare asked: “  stay down!  ” / from sagasta

Any normal person would follow Sagasta’s orders. However, Arturo knew better than that. Heroes didn’t stay down. Heroes didn’t let other people do the dirty work for them. And Arturo was nothing if not a hero. He claimed he wasn’t, at least to the public, but deep down, he knew he was born to do this.

“Give me a gun!” Arturo shouted, quickly making his way over to Sagasta. “Let me help! I can shoot!”

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“You know what?” Arturo took a small step backwards, putting his hands up in defeat. “I’m sorry. You’re right. I’m an idiot.” Except… he wasn’t. This was a mere distraction technique while some of the other hostages escaped. He just had to keep the robber occupied long enough for them to leave.

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“You know what?” Arturo took a small step backwards, putting his hands up in defeat. “I’m sorry. You’re right. I’m an idiot.” Except… he wasn’t. This was a mere distraction technique while some of the other hostages escaped. He just had to keep the robber occupied long enough for them to leave.

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DARKER THRILLING PROMPTS

content warning for themes of violence, gore, death,  horror and general dark themes as stated in title. obviously these can be used for any context but i figured i’d provide some content for spooky season. ♡

ANTAGONIST 

“  did you really think you could hide from me?  ”

“  no one is coming to save you.  ”

“  now,  i’m gonna have to kill you.  but i won’t let it hurt.  i promise you that much.  ”

“  what?  crying already?  ”

“  keep your goddamn mouth shut!  ”

“  oh,  don’t look at me like that.  surely you’re used to being hurt by now.  i always pick the damaged ones.  ”

“  damn—  you’re a really fucking fast runner you know that?  ”

“  it’s so cute that you think you’re going to survive.  ”

“  you can scream all you want.  no one will hear you.  ”

“  i’ve been planning this for so long.  ”

“  oh yes,  i remember now.  i had so much fun killing that one.  ”

“  i really wish you hadn’t said that...  ” 

“  well shit.  i didn’t want you to see this—  blood really isn’t my color.  ”

“  i’m warning you to walk away now.  forget you saw this.  ”

“  if i see you again,  i’ll take your eyes.  ”

“  don’t give up now,  i’m just getting started.  ”

“  i was hoping you’d put up a fight.  ”

“  stop squirming— it will hurt less.  ”

“  you’re not getting out of this.  ”

“  i’m afraid it has to be this way.  ”

“  it was always going to end like this.  just accept your fate.  ”

“  i really don’t like having to do this.  please don’t make it harder.  ”

“  just let go,  feel the life draining away. it’ll be peaceful.  ”

“  shh it’ll all be over soon.  ”

“  oh,  you’re going to be a fun one to take apart.  ”

[ INTIMIDATE ]  for one muse to use gentleness in a threatening manner  (  stroking their face or hair etc  ). 

[  CRUEL ]  for one muse to threaten the other by putting a hand around their throat without fully choking them. 

[ TRAPPED ]  for one muse to wake up bound to chair. 

[ GROUP ] for both our muses to wake up,  bound and about to be tortured. 

[ KNIFE ] for one muse to stab the other.

[ BULLET ] for one muse to shoot the other. 

[ CRACK ] for one muse to break the other’s bone  (  feel free to specify location  ). 

[ BRUISE ] for one muse to punch the other.  

[ CAUGHT ] for one muse to discover the other in the act of killing someone. 

[ LATE ] for one muse to discover the other after they just killed someone. 

[ QUIET ] for one muse to menacingly put a finger over their mouth to indicate the other to hush. 

[ WHISPER ] for one muse to put their finger over the others mouth while intimidating them.

TARGET/WITNESS

“  why are you doing this to me?  ”

“  what the fuck do you want from me?!  ”

“  i swear to god i’ll shoot!  ”

“  what the fuck is wrong with you?  ”

“  i’ll do whatever you want,  it doesn’t have to be like this.  ”

“  why are you like this?  what happened to you?  ”

“  please—  help me—  ”

“  i think i’m dying—  fuck i’m gonna die…  ”

“  i can’t keep running.  ”

“  please, stop—  ”  

“  go to hell you fucking bastard!  ”

“  i won’t cry for you.  ”

“  hurt me all you want,  i won’t let you break me.  ”

“  go fuck yourself.  ”

“  oh,  i don’t think you’re misunderstood.  i just think you’re a little bitch who only gets off when they’re hurting people.  ”

“  newsflash asshole,  we’re all fucked up.  you don’t see me going around killing anyone over it.  ”

“  what did you do? what the hell did you just do?  ”

“  you said you wouldn’t do this anymore.  ”

“  enough! just.  stop.  ”

“  okay,  you’re really starting to freak me out this isn’t funny anymore.  ”

“  just leave me alone! ” 

“  we have to keep running—  ”

“  get the fuck outta here,  it’s not safe!  ”

“  we can’t hide here forever.  ”

“  who’s after you?  ”

“  don’t leave me here!  ”

[ DEFEND ] for one muse to fight back against the other. 

[ LOGIC ] for one muse to try and reason with an antagonist. 

[ FLEE ] for one muse to witness the other do something violent and immediately run away. 

[ LIVE ] for one muse to be injured by an antagonist and barely survive. 

[ HELP ] for one muse to stumble upon the other after getting attacked. 

[ SURVIVE ] for one muse to have to leave the other behind to run from an antagonist. 

[ GRIEF ] for one muse to watch the other get hurt/killed. 

[ PURSUIT ] for one muse to chase the other. 

[ SURPRISE ] for one muse to grab the other from behind,  hand over their mouth but with the intent to help them hide. 

[ COLLIDE ] for one muse to run into the other’s arms after fleeing from an attacker. 

[ AID ] for one muse to find the other in shock,  hiding from something or someone. 

[ RESCUE ] for one muse to just narrowly get saved by the other. 

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She still loved him. He could see it in her eyes, even if she couldn’t see it for herself. It was an impossible situation, though. Taking her away from Denver might make her hate him. Besides, how would he even do it? He really hadn’t thought this whole thing through. Still, he didn’t regret it at all. He’d written a book, gone on talk shows, and gave public speeches about terrorism and how to stand up to it. He had been so brave during his time at the Mint; he couldn’t just stand there and watch as the robbers destroyed even more people’s lives. He’d had no choice but to invade the heist; if he could stop it from happening, he would. And Mónica? Mónica had to come back with him… which meant he had to kill Denver.

“You’ve always been the love of my life, Mónica. I promise.” He looked her in the eyes, taking a step closer. “Mi amor, I never meant to ruin anything. I should have divorced Laura the moment I met you, I just… I didn’t want to ruin the lives of my children. But…” He took a breath. “I was selfish, and I’m sorry. Please, just… don’t make the same mistakes I did. You have to leave him.” He reached for her hands again. “Come with me, Mónica, please.”

✱ ˚・` @herocomplex​​ “ i came back for you. “

The question was, what did he really come back for? DId he come back for himself, to prove something, to prove to himself how much of a hero and a good person he was? Did his ego make him do it? The sentence carries a touch that Mónica didn’t want to feel home with, didn’t want to feel comfortable with, because she wasn’t. Neither of the two were the same person they were when this had all started. He had become vengeful, murderous even and way more manipulative and risk seeking than he had before. And her? She had lost her innocence in a way, she wasn’t naive any longer, and that was something that Arturo couldn’t stomach, could he? ❝ I don’t want you to. ❞ Hands basically rip themselves out of his grip. She should probably shoot him, anyone should have done that a long time ago. Now they were just stuck here with him, with him and a lot of stupid. ❝ You shouldn’t have even come back, this ruined everything, Arturo. ❞

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The wedding ring shocked him. How was this man married again? How was it possible that so many people wanted him? He was an absolute psychopath, a monster, a fucking terrorist! Arturo was starting to lose faith in humanity until he realized who Berlin was talking about — Palermo. It made sense, actually, that Berlin would be with another robber. Who else could live up to his expectations? But a man? That was a complete surprise.

“You think she doesn’t need me?” Arturo’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Her child — my child — needs his father. And she needs someone stable, someone who can be a good father. I raised three kids!” His voice was raising now, both out of anger and adrenaline. “Denver? He shot her! My child can’t grow up with a father figure like that. He’s an abusive piece of shit! You…” He hesitated, remembering how ruthless Berlin could be and choosing to say it anyway. “You and him should have a seventh wedding, because you know deep down that this one isn’t going to last. You don’t know how to love.”

@hellmersmyopathy asked: “why are you still here?”

Why was he here? Wasn’t it obvious? Arturo’s eyes narrowed slightly in confusion, but as usual, he couldn’t meet Berlin’s gaze. He never could. He didn’t have to say anything; he was under no obligation to respond, but the legitimate love in his heart forced the words out of his mouth. “For her.”

Why had he run into the Bank in the first place? It was all to save her, to rescue her from the group of terrorists who had kidnapped her and her unborn child — his child, too. “Everything I’ve done has been for her. I love her, and I-I’m sorry if you don’t understand that, but maybe it’s because you’ve been divorced five times.” Yes, Arturo remembered every fucking word Berlin had ever spoken; he lived inside the man’s mind, tormenting him whenever he could. “That’s not what love is.” He paused, looking down and remembering all those times he’d been told to shut up, that he wasn’t a hero, that he was an idiot. None of that was true, and he knew it. “You’re supposed to be dead, so… why are you still here?” he asked quietly, not raising his gaze.

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@unsnare asked: now, if you’re smart, we can both come out of it as heroes and we’ll be set up for life. / from palermo

Heroes? He was already a hero, wasn’t he? Why the hell would he trust Palermo, the new leader of the heist who seemed almost as crazy as Berlin had been? Then again, the other man was tied to a chair, and it seemed like their pathetic team had betrayed him. Maybe Palermo was right.

“On one condition,” Arturo hissed, eyes narrowing. “Mónica. I get her out of there, and you shoot Denver in the balls, then in the head. Otherwise, I won’t help you.”

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He nodded at the mention of his name. Everyone knew him around here — after all, he was the unofficial leader of the hostage rebellion. Not that the robbers needed to know that. Either way, he was the director, which made him pretty well-known.

“Uh…” He hesitated, but only for a moment before he came up with a response. “It’s slow… it’s not printing nearly as fast as the others. It’s almost like it… it ran out of power or something.”

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He wandered nervously into the room, clearing his throat softly to gain the woman’s attention. It was clear that Rio was the weak link; however, Nairobi was a woman, and she could also be manipulated fairly easily… or so he thought. “Excuse me?” Arturo stood up straighter, trying not to show any fear. In order for his plan to work, he had to create a distraction. “There’s a problem with one of the machines.” A lie, but a believable one. Hopefully.

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@unsnare asked: " i think we need to talk. " / from bel

Fuck.

This could mean a number of things, but no matter what Belgrade wanted to talk to him about, it was bad news. Arturo felt it in his gut. Why was he always the one to get picked on? Why did it always have to be him?

“Okay.” Belgrade and the other robbers were always telling Arturo to shut up. It was kind of ironic, in a way. “A-about what?”