#listen... its fun to draw ridiculous things

[avocadoraisin]

i blame the music i was listening to

[borzoilover69]

me and my boy best friend shittily lipsyncing to the top pop songs on the radio because its the 2000s and we're laughing and having fun.

hey buddy do me a favour go and listen to these songs and register it was 12 years ago.

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anyways guess who started a reread of homestuck with a friend and ended up falling in love all over again with the characters and their relationships.

yeah thats right its me. me and my best friend talking about their dynamic and how great they'd get along. he said their dynamic reminded them of us and honestly. massive win. calling and voiceacting their convos together is something im genass having so much fun with i havent laughed at homestuck and had so much fun for a while.

they have that vibe together of eating melting popsicles in a hot car on the way to your friends house so you can crowd around their pc to watch them beat that one flash game youre having trouble with while their ridiculously suffocated pc whirs underneath the desk and the place smells faintly of cigarettes cus their guardian smokes. their backyard always an entire mess too. no? just me? damn. what were you guys doing during when these things were blasting on the radio. let me know in tags

remember when radio music actually used to be great. do you guys remember that? when pop music just wasnt all shit. case in point let me just link five of the songs i was listening to while drawing these i got mad nostalgia flashbacks dude teared up a bit.

anyways. love these guys. awesome best friendhood imo.

[theculturedmarxist]

It’s not the big, glaring, obvious lies that get you. The New York Times is the world’s most destructive propaganda outlet not because it publishes giant ham-fisted whoppers, but because it appears trustworthy. Its reporting looks authoritative. Children are taught in school that it’s what credible news media looks like. This lets the well-crafted propaganda slide into people’s minds, undetected and without resistance.

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The western media are so ridiculously deceitful and propagandistic that the fact that popular comedy shows and famous comedians aren’t making fun of them constantly proves those shows and comedians are themselves part of the propaganda network.

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Most mainstream western reporting on Chinese military activity essentially amounts to “OMG you guys China isn’t just passively sitting there while we militarily encircle it and prepare to attack it!”

Example:

That’s what all the banging on about China’s “military build-up” is doing too; acting like it’s alarming and sinister that China isn’t just passively allowing itself to be surrounded with war machinery amid glaringly obvious western preparations for war without doing anything to defend itself.

China’s still spending vastly less on its military than the United States, both overall and as a percentage of GDP. Yet we’re meant to act like China is the obvious aggressor nation, even as it’s being rapidly surrounded by US war machinery and increasingly militarized US allies.

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One thing I’ve learned from interactions with Robert F Kennedy Jr supporters is that many of them sincerely don’t understand why his position of “unconditional support” for Israel is such a deal breaker for many anti-imperialists. They think it’s all about Palestinian rights, but it’s a lot more than that.

Unconditional support for Israel doesn’t just mean supporting apartheid abuses and frequent bombings of Gaza, it means supporting the regular bombing of Syria, the annexation of the Golan Heights, and Israel’s insane warmongering against Iran. Israel is always in a state of war.

“Unconditional support” for Israel means imperialist foreign policy throughout the middle east. This isn’t just conjecture — we already see it in RFK Jr’s other middle east foreign policy like his staunch opposition to the Iran deal.

It’s a nonsensical, self-contradictory position to claim you want to dismantle the empire out one side of your mouth and pledge “unconditional support” for a nation that’s never not at war out the other. If you’re saying both, there’s one you’re not being truthful about.

There’s not enough rage at the US empire for provoking and perpetuating the war in Ukraine. Objections you see to this proxy war are mostly just griping about how much it costs or whether it’s sound strategy or whatever, but how about the fact that human lives are being spent like pennies for the advancement US global hegemony?

Think about how much it hurts to have one death in your family. Think about how much it rocks an entire community to lose even one life to violence. Mountains of human bodies are being piled up in violent deaths, all to secure US geostrategic interests in Eurasia. It’s pure horror.

The empire had multiple opportunities to end this before it started. It had an opportunity to end it in April 2022. It had an opportunity to end it this past November. But it kept shoving it through to advance US interests, and young lives kept being sacrificed to the war god.

Meanwhile US officials openly gloat all the time about how much this war is serving US interests, while anonymously whining to the press that the counteroffensive is failing because Ukrainians are too cowardly to charge through Russian minefields under heavy artillery fire. This should draw white hot rage from everybody.

Basically the US empire’s strategy is to use Ukrainian bodies like a giant sponge to soak up as many expensive Russian military explosives as possible.

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For western war propagandists Syria was like a dress rehearsal for the war in Ukraine. The lies are being peddled mostly by the same people, using mostly the same methods, funneled up into the same mainstream media platforms. The only real difference is that the empire is on the side of the official government in Ukraine, so it can simply use its officials and its media platforms as on the ground sourcing instead of setting up a bunch of weird little propaganda constructs like the White Helmets etc. Syria marked a new era of imperial narrative management.

[pepsi-cola-soda]

Hi 👋🏽 I saw you were open for requests and was wondering if we could have some headcanons for teen! ford having a crush on gn! reader who he met on the beach one day when they were maybe around Wendy’s age? and maybe they shake Ford’s hand and don’t freak out like other people did. no rush, of course. please, and thank you.

Faded Photographs and Sandy Six Fingered Handshakes

This was fun to write :] I hope you enjoy! Also side note, I didn’t realise you said HCs and I wrote a one shot instead-

Teen!Ford x Teen!NB!Reader

Ford was no stranger to the beach. It was a familiar and safe place for him to be after school, a place where he would study in the dunes or chat with his twin brother on the swings.

However, today was a little different.

He was not alone on the beach, spotting a figure on the rocks beside the tide pools. As he approached, you came into focus and he could see what you were doing. You were crouched next to the tide pools, quickly writing something down in the journal you held before sticking your hand back into the cold water of the pools. Once you found something worth studying, you pulled your hand out of the waters, smiling as you looked at whatever creature or shell you had retrieved.

Curiosity got the better of him and Ford walked closer towards you, determined to learn about you. Carefully navigating the rocky terrain of the tide pools, Ford called out a soft ‘hello!’ to alert you to his presence. You whipped your head around to face him, surprised that someone had joined you in the tide pools. Gently returning the sea slug to the tide pool, you stood up and dried your hands off on your pants, “hello there!” You walked to Ford, making your way towards him with ease. The bespectacled teen watched in awe as you jumped around, clearly familiar and comfortable with the rocky ground before you ended up a few feet away from him.

“Hi! I’m (y/n)!” You wore a bright smile as you held out a hand for a handshake, which Ford was hesitant to accept. “Stanford, Stanford Pines,” he said as he took your hand in his, giving you a firm handshake with a nervous smile. When you didn’t let go of his hand, he began to panic on the inside. Had you noticed? Were you going to freak out and call him a weirdo? A freak? He was about to pull his hand away but you spoke up and he froze, preparing himself for ridicule.

But it never came.

“You have six fingers!” You exclaimed as you held his hand in both your hands, pure joy and amazement lacing your voice, “that’s so neat! You’re like… like a mythical creature! Or an anomaly! Not in a weird way- but in a cool way!“ You ramblings continued for a moment as you looked at his hand before looking up at him with a bright smile. Ford was blushing bright red, eyes wide in shock and surprise listening to you talk about him in such a positive manner. His heart began to beat faster, pattering away in his chest and he could swear you could hear it. Little did he know, the seed of a crush had planted itself in his heart.

“What were you doing out here in the tide pools?” Ford asked and you smiled brightly before opening your journal. You held up your most recent page, littered with notes and sketches of shells and small sea creatures, “taking notes and drawing the cool little things I find!” Closing the book again, you grabbed his hand before pulling him along to a tide pool, “here, let me show you!”

You let go of his hand once you reached a tide pool and you crouched, sticking your hand into the cold water as Ford crouched next to you. After fishing around for a moment, you found a little creature, gently grabbing it and pulling it out of the water. “Ta-da! A hermit crab!” You said, clearly proud of yourself as you grabbed his hand again and carefully set the little animal in his palm. He watched as the creature slowly emerged from its shell, wandering around on his hands as he smiled brightly. Ford looked up at you from the hermit crab you had placed in his hands, “are you here often? I’d like to talk and hang out with you more.” You looked up from the water before nodding, “I’m here almost everyday! We can hang out here and at school too,” you replied as you dried off your hands and stood up. Ford placed the crab back into the tide pool before standing as well, drying his hands on the front of his shirt.

“Here, let’s take a picture!” You exclaimed as you rummaged through your bag, whipping out a film camera with a proud grin. “S-sure! But wouldn’t we need someone else to take it?” Ford asked as you cranked the lever to move the film. “Nope! I’m just gonna guess and hope it turns out right,” you replied with a bright smile, chuckling at his surprised reaction. You slung an arm over Ford’s shoulders, pulling him close to you as you extended your arm with the camera facing towards the two of you, “say Belgian waffles!” You exclaimed with a laugh, your finger hovering over the shutter button. “Belgian waffles!” The two of you said in unison as you pressed the button.

With a bright flash, the picture was taken, documenting the first of many meetings between the two of you.

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Ford smiled to himself as he gazed at the black and white photo, hearing you call out for him to join you and the younger Pines twins. That day on the beach was a fond memory, one he held close to his heart. He set the picture frame down before readjusting it slightly, allowing the light to glint off the glass and reflect off his wedding band before he turned to leave the room in search for you and the kids.

[radioiaci]

Wanted to answer all the nice things I was given in one post, so find them under the read-more cuz it's long. <3

@radiiosugars ⧐ you are a wonderful writer and i enjoy seeing your portrayal! I smile when you're on my dash <3 the little details you include with his perspective really do paint a picture! (and i hope your day gets better! )

WEH THANK YOU SO MUCH SALT, you're a blessing and I wholeheartedly appreciate whenever you spam me on Discord with SILLIES even though I don't always have the capacity to respond right away fjkdjgjdg I LOVE YOUR PORTRAYAL AND YOUR ART TOO and thank you for the kindness 😭

@copaceticjillybean ⧐ You are…soooo good at stuff! Your Alastor portrayal, your art, it’s all just really really cool! I’m always so excited, when I see you post your animatics, or a new drawing, or a reply, because I know it’s gonna brighten up my day a bit! ; I know you’re having a hard time today, but I just wanted you to know that I think you’re really neat and good at what you do. ^w^ ; Oh, and I almost forgot- you’re also just FUN. Like, your ooc posts are just cute and funny, and I like seeing you pop on and tell us what you’re thinking. You’re easy to talk to, and that means a lot, especially for someone like me who can get nervous talking with people >u<;

AAAA THANK YOU, I really do try to be as approachable as possible given the type of person that I am, so I really don't want anyone to feel like they CAN'T talk to me. sometimes the RPC can feel really limited and exclusive and I like to change that in whatever way I can. you are always very kind and fun to write with as well AND I CAN'T WAIT to see what sort of sillies Alastor and Jillian can get up to

@helluvaflames ⧐ I love the way you write Alastor and I'm still loving writing Fizzarolli and him in these scenes. You write Alastor so well and its been so fun to get to know him through our threads!

YES THANK YOU YOU GET ME, I love writin' with your lil Fizzy too! I'm also excited for Alastor and Angel's "date" LOL I'm sure there will be RIDICULOUSNESS there, just knowing how they generally interact. Thank you for putting up with me and my silly deer boy!!

@tinyfieryghost ⧐ YOUR ART IS SIMPLY INCREDIBLE. I love how you draw Alastor and writing with you is always a pleasure! I also love how you write Alastor! Silly guy who can and will murder and maim!!! Also you're great to talk to in general!

LISTEN YOU, YOUR ART IS ALSO PHENOMENAL and I didn't think I genuinely would get as invested into Alastor/Ghost's relationship but him in my brain was just like? ? ? ? "this one is mine? ? ?? actually???" so I MEAN IT JUST HAPPENED THAT WAY and I'm not mad about it. I'M EXCITED for Al's encounter with Reaper fr fr and I love writing with you!!!

@visage-of-hell ⧐ *violently kicks in the door* DID SOMEONE SAY POSITIVITY???? ; Bitch, you're one of the most TALENTED fuckers I know on this site. Amazing writing style? Check. Brilliant character portrayal? Check. AND knock-your-socks-off gorgeous artistic skills to boot???? Dude, you are a triple threat of sheer creative genius--don't you DARE be doubting that for even a second!

WUH HUH BUH LISTEN you are ALSO very talented and I VERY MUCH love writing with Al and Vis together because they're a real ENEMY TO LOVER ARC MAYBE? AND I KNOW IT'S SLOW MOVING BECAUSE ALASTOR IS STUPID but I LOVE IT ALSO??? Thank you my friend, I love to talk with you too and share funny sillies and fawn over them being so STUPID

@damnedrainbows ⧐ //you’re one of my favorite alastors and truthfully I admired from the sidelines for a while because I felt inadequate hehehehe I can!t wait to interact with our muses more and see where it go for him and lucifer ; also forgot to tack on, amazing artist ; like seriously I link my friends your art all the time on discord lol

WHAT???? ONE OF UR FAVS???? STOPPIT. That always means a ton to me, especially because I know how many TALENTED and wonderful writers there are playing Alastor out there so that RLY MAKES ME FEEL GOOD AND VALUED and YOUR writing is also fantastic! Al/Lucifer's first thread is so weirdly deep after starting off as like almost a meme and I'm LIVING for it LOL. AND I'M GLAD YOU LIKE MY ART LMAO maybe some day I'll draw something like actual serious for people to share jgdljgd but I enjoy drawing shitpost Al too much BUT THANK YOU this means a lot.

@lilitophidian ⧐ HEEEEY YOU, I LOVE YOUR LITTLE DEER, AND WE GOT SOME DOPE ASS SHIT GOING ON LIKE??? your writing is so fucking good I wanna do more threads with you at some point even though I have verbal diarrhea ; BUT YOU DESERVE THE BEST LIKE I TAKE TIME ON MY REPLIES TO YOU SO THEY ARE GOOD EATS??? Like, let me love on ya!!! ; Also your art ; I'd tattoo the pink dress wearing Alastor on my body fr

MY LIL DEER BOY YES I'M SO EXCITED for him to be.... tortured... mercilessly (that sounds bad LMAO) but LISTEN we are both wordy and I do NOT hate that one bit, I EAT IT UP YUMYUM gimmi all that good good exposition and artsy prose I LOVE that shit and you do it SO WELL. Also thank you for recommending frilly pink dress Alastor, I think he will never live that one down LMAO.

@ducktastic-dad ⧐ you are SO funny and sweet pascall, i love writing with you ( and your writing is amazing obviously i cannot live without it ) but even just our conversations ooc bring me lots of joy !! you have fantastic art and i am FLOORED by how creative you are ! thank you for making me funny shitposts and indulging my horrible brainrot 😭💜

I'M GRABBING YOU AND SHAKING YOU BY THE SHOULDERS listen the fact that you have put up with my dumbass over the last few weeks just constantly spamming you with radioapple shit means that you should get some type of AWARD HONESTLY. every IC interaction we have is so good and whenever you reply I'm like *VACCUUM NOISES* as i ABSORB IT. YOU're the one indulging MY horrible brainrot and u know what there's something beautiful about that. THANK YOU ily ily

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Thank you all for such kind words, it really did make me feel better about my poopy day. <3

[desertfangs]

“His love for him isn’t based on the superficial but on the reality of who Armand is” EXACTLY. Daniel has been keeping it real from day 1 re:who/what Armand is and is still head over heels in love with him in spite of it (or more precisely, because of it). That’s why, your honor, they’re just meant to be. And I imagine Daniel continues clowning him at every opportunity to this day :’)

Yes, entirely. From the moment Daniel first sees him in Lestat's house, he knows what Armand is. He knows what Louis has told him about Armand, which frankly is pretty captivating on its own: that he's curious and ruthless and desires a companion who can show him the world.

I wonder how often in those 3 days he was in the cellar he replayed that part of the interview in his head, thinking over everything Louis said about Armand. Did it excite him? Probably. Terrify him? No doubt. I mean, he didn't know what Armand would do. For all he knew, he'd just die in the cellar. But I bet he also thought a lot about how when he'd listened to Louis talk, he wanted to shake him and make him see that he could have had all of the love and enchantment in the world with Armand if he'd let himself. That that kind of love was still possible. That they had eternity to sort it out!

And then as Daniel gets to know Armand--as they get to know each other--he starts to really see for himself who Armand is. What things fascinate him, what interests him, what things seem to make him melancholy and distant. The more they delve into long discussions, the more Daniel learns how his mind works, how he thinks. His curiosity and desire to be part of the world again are so much stronger than Daniel could ever have imagined. Armand is ruthless, sure, and eager, and demanding, but he's also intelligent and fascinating and funny.

He's beautiful, but in a strange and preternatural way. And even though he's a vicious killer, to Daniel he's also just a young man who wants to understand how things work and won't stop asking him inane questions with sincere interest. He makes Daniel see the world in ways he never imagined because he sees it through Armand's eyes, and Armand makes him really consider things that he never would have. They dive in life together and learn and experiment together. Sure, sometimes they hurt each other. They fumble and fight, but there's never any lack of love between them.

And Daniel has never been afraid to call a spade a spade. We see it in QotD, we see it in PL, we even get a brief little glimpse of it in B&G when he's half out of his mind. For all the love he has for Armand, he's not afraid draw a line or say exactly what he's thinking or how he sees things, which I think is great for Armand to have someone who just treats him like a person, complete with occasional exasperation and yet still affection. And I have no doubt he still does that to this day.

So yes, I agree, they're meant to be! They work so well together. They bring out the fun, playful side of each other. Daniel allows Armand to indulge in his more ridiculous impulses and curiosities. Armand allows Daniel to look at things differently and be himself, even if that means sometimes he's sarcastic or exasperated. They might bicker and argue, and they might even fight sometimes, but at the end of the day, they love each other for all that the other is, with no delusions. ✨ Soulmates ✨

[meruz]

hey what’re your thoughts on bnha rn. you’re like one of the only dudes i trust with opinions on this manga/anime lmao

LOL idk why im one of the only guys u trust for manga/anime opinions BUT SURE do you mean like... what do I think of the current plot? or mha in general? (I will answer both. i love to talk) current plot: (SPOILERS) It's clearly the final arc and its clearly taking longer than Horikoshi intended lol. Overall it's decent shounen fare? Nothing mindblowing but it's well drawn and weekly developments r fun so im not complaining. I'm not the type to get rly invested in villains so AFO/shigaraki even Dabi are only interesting to me thematically and as characters I don't rly care but the visuals are cool enough. I love the pure white negative space hair and Horikoshi clearly loves AKIRA LOL. I will say I LOVE the ongoing Boku No Open Heart Surgery saga that's going on with Bakugo though. I love that they have to save him in some ridiculous weird power-based way lol, normal first aid would be booooring!! + I think its smart for the manga to keep him teetering on the edge of death and flashing his lifeless body every 5 pgs (lol) because it means even if the final fight drags a lil I'll keep tuning in.

in general: There's a lot of shounen manga out there but there's only one shounen manga that caters specifically to people who love the school aspect of x-men comics so I think I'm pre-disposed to love mha based on that alone. Beyond that, I love how idiosyncratic and energetic horikoshi's art style is.. I feel like the two things u can tell right off the bat abt his drawings is that he draws rly fast and that he rly loves his characters lol. Evident in the sketches he puts on twitter and the bonus content in all the tankobon volumes (it's also great for ""content""" he's a good content creator), he's always coming up with situations and outfits and concepts on the fly for those kids like they truly live in his brain. Also the more I read the more I realize I actually quite enjoy Horikoshi's writing too? I think he really clearly grew up with and adores paying homage to corny shounen superhero stuff but he's also very genre savvy and (I think) purposefully avoids a lot of common criticisms and pitfalls. Like the power scaling is pretty tame, the adults never truly give up responsibility of the kids & continue to own up to mistakes/endangerment (but never so much as to prevent the kids from doing cool action stuff!! duh), the cast is relatively well balanced despite being so big etc etc... It's not perfect, there's pretty significant failing on gender parity, and some of the pacing is way better in archival format > week-to-week but it's pretty good overall. Also its funny?? I feel like in the midst of 9486135613 action battle series + generic anime comedy we forget to address when something actually has good jokes and i think mha does. The aoyama cheese stuff made me laugh, the kids protesting biased commentary was funny as hell, and honestly i think mirio distracting afo with his ass?? funnier than naruto's final yaoi no jutsu imo. Sorry if you wanted me to dish out criticism I know its kind of popular to hate on mha rn because it's pretty generic low-brow shounen. And also adults who obsess over yaoi-ifying these kids are like the butt of the joke on the internet rn. But I don't rly run in fandom circles, it's just a solid manga to me with fun characters. Actually 90% of the reason I started reading mha again was because I listened to the mangasplaining ep abt it recently and they made me remember how much there was to like! Good to listen to if you want a more fandom-free objective take on the manga. Also Horikoshi credits all of his assistants in a bonus page in every volume! just a cool thing to note! kinda rare for a mangaka and kind of important for a series that requires as much assistant work as a wsj shounen. I feel like the amount of assistants that have gone on to lead mha spin off manga projects is kind of testament to how good his relationship w them is.

Ok thank you for reading my long thoughts. as a reward heres some drawings of deku and bakugo as splatoon characters that ive been sitting on for a while and have yet to finish LOL

[bulkhummus]

So you've been like. The main wtnv person I've been following for forever (even though i don't listen to the show consistently anymore). I've been SO curious on how you feel about seeing the Cecil Resurgence and everyone's Cecil designs being dusted off and drawn again

hello! im over the moon about it! its so nostalgic! and wild!

everyone has so many wonderful designs! one thing im noticing is that they all look so different from one another which is incredibly fascinating and delightful! I can really feel the fun people are having drawing him, the personal details, the choices, the uniqueness of the designs... every design says something about the artist which is so! stinking! cool!!!!!! and that's what its all about! making fan art and chatting with people abt wtnv has always been about the fun for me, so it's been really nice to see people having a good time over something I have adored for so so long despite the fandom feeling pretty scattered the last few years

above all else, the show is really good (and a piece of queer history) and deserves the attention! and i hope this whole event gets some new people to give it a try! and I hope people stick around! its still unlike a lot of things in its style and structure, and the characters have developed really interestingly over the years. the writing continues to be heartstoppingly gorgeous and ridiculous. the community I interact with is really kind and supportive and so so immensely talented and fun. its just great!

[pankiepoo]

helloo!! a simple question if you don't mind!

after listening to the hatching the harmony ost, i realized the beginning of custody (while they were going through the divorce/j) has a very similar beat in the background to another song you made called guilt of a shooting star! i was wondering if that was intentional or if pure coincidence?

the mod is incredibly well done, by the way. im sure you've heard it many times before but its very true, the music is so good. i find myself humming ridiculed (specifically the "lets spin the wheel, spin the wheel!!" part) when working on school work because it's stuck in my brain (in the best way possible).

sorry, this is getting incredibly long, but once again, thank you for sharing this mod with the community!!

giggled a bit reading "simple question" then opening up the ask to paragraphs LOL /silly

that's actually a interesting observation and I'm very giddy you apparently listen to my music enough to notice something like that, and while I would love if it was an intentional thing I think I just REALLY like minisynths and cymbals clashing a lot GAHAHA the noises kinda portray bursts of emotion to me

guilt of a shooting star was a very personal song (loosely based on suitcase/clover's people pleaserness) that I made with a Specific Emotion in mind and I guess it tied together with Custody somehow which is fun. But I don't think that song represents like anything within Custody let alone is kind of the opposite to how Fan's thought process works LOL (idk why the cover is of him I just liked that drawing I think)

also thank you so much :D I'm really happy people have been enjoying the songs since I'm not the most experienced and wasn't sure how it'd be received by a crowd, thank u for this ask!!!

[rendy-a]

Let's complete the octotrio with Floyd, Mostro Lounge, platonic! XD Have fun writing and try not to overwork yourself!

Sure! Let's round out the trio! Here we go!

I think you are Shrimply amazing, Valentine!

Mostro Lounge was slammed all night long.  It’s Valentine’s Day, so you hadn’t expected any less.  Everyone is out on dates or just grabbing a treat with friends.  As an official part-timer at the lounge, you were slugging through the rushes.  One bright spot was your co-worker and friend, Floyd.  He always seems to find a way to make things interesting.  For example, tonight he’d found the most entertaining way to pass the holiday night.

Floyd leans over as he passes by you in the kitchen and whispers in your ear, “Is someone missing an angel, because I’ve got one here with me.”  You lean in and whisper back, “In your arms is my favorite place to be.”  Your eyes meet and then…you both burst out laughing.  “That’s so corny, Shrimpy.” Floyd says between gasps, “Where did you hear that one?”  You can barely breathe from laughing so hard, “The corner booth.  The one with the beastman.” 

After a few hours of relentless work, you’d been feeling burnt out.  That’s when Floyd came up with this game.  You’d listen in on the ridiculous lines from the amateur Romeos trying win love on Valentine’s Day and share them; seeing who could find the most cringe lines.  It kept you motivated when you returned to the dining room and in high spirits when you were in back.  Plus, it was just so, so funny. 

“Floyd, Floyd.  That isn’t even the best part,” you finally manage to get out.  He gives you a sharp-tooth grin, “Eh?”  You put your hand on his shoulder to bring him closer, “Then his date says, ‘Are we still talking about Math class because we have a test tomorrow?’”  You share another bout of laughter at the poor beastman’s unfortunate strike-out with his date. 

“Why do land dwellers even do this?” Floyd asks somewhat seriously.  You consider, “I dunno.  I think its just a habit from when we were younger.  You know, like you’d give your classmates little cards with a chocolate and each card would have a little silly saying.”  Floyd seems to consider that.  “Don’t you do that in the sea?” you ask.  “Nah.  If you like someone, you give them a shell or something.  That’s about it,” he responds matter-of-factly.  “So, you’ve never gotten a Valentine then?” you ask.  “Nope.”

You consider that as you head back into the lounge to grab another tray of drinks waiting to go to tables.  When you swing back to the bar next, you grab one of the paper coasters and head to the back with it.  Using the black marker Azul uses to write the kitchen schedule on the whiteboard with, you scrawl ‘Valentine, you are so great it’s making me eel’ along with a little eel drawing.  Then you fold it in half and tuck a mint candy from your pocket in between the fold.  There, it wasn’t much but you’d made a little Valentine.

You hear the door from the lounge swing open and you smile to see it is Floyd.  You wave him over eagerly.  He returns your smile as he approaches.  “Hey Floyd, I’ve got something for you,” you say as you shove your hastily made Valentine at him.  He looks down at it and his smile grows.  Then, he pulls something from his pocket and hands it to you.  On a napkin from the lounge, he has written a small Valentines poem for you and drawn you a little shrimp.  You giggle a little, “They can be friends.”  Floyd smiles, “Yeah, they’re friends.”  You pat Floyd on the back, “Now let’s get back out there.  We still have a mission to complete!”  You know times like this don’t last forever but, while they do, you’ll enjoy them to the fullest with your friend.

[heliads]

I would love Derek Hale with prompt 10 please!

there are so many derek hale requests for this event. i mean i love it but i have to say i was not expecting it

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Derek Hale has gotten himself into trouble. Again.

He would like to point out that this isn’t entirely his fault, except for the fact that it kind of is. Derek was just trying to mind his own business as a werewolf in a town that strictly hates his type, and of course that was invitation enough for someone to try and kill him. Man, he’s sick of this. 

Derek briefly ponders the possibility of packing his bags and trying to move towns again, of starting a new life and watching it slide back to Beacon Hills again. Everyone tries to leave, everyone comes back. Maybe it’s the thrill of having to fight to survive day in and day out that makes a normal day feel worthless, like Derek is only truly living when he’s a few moments from death.

It’s dramatic, certainly, but not entirely wrong. Derek has plenty of time to consider his own strange fascination with death now that he’s so close to it. He had been heading to his apartment late one night when a pickup truck had pulled up alongside him. Derek had just enough time to see that it was packed with hunters like a clown car before one shot wolfsbane in his face. After that, he was unconscious, so there wasn’t a whole lot of time for free thinking.

Derek woke up about half an hour ago. His head is still reeling from the wolfsbane. That, and the fact that he’s trapped in some hunter’s dingy basement with his hands chained behind his back. It’s sweltering down here, one rusty fan trying to do the job of thousands. It creaks and whirs somewhere to Derek’s left. He’d almost rather embrace the sheer heat of the place rather than listen to it groan through its cycles for another few hours.

Of course, he’s being ridiculous. If he’s been kidnapped by hunters, Derek has a lot more pain about to come his way than just the irritation of an overly obnoxious ceiling fan. He can already see the instruments of his suffering laid out on a table to his right:  tasers, knives, pliers, and whatnot. He swears the hunters get special pleasure in just reminding him what could happen, all the torture he’s about to experience. All that, and then they go about their day jobs like normal men.

How is that fair, he wants to ask? How is it that these people can spend their nights shooting bows and arrows at teenage kids and young men who can’t seem to shake their own death wish? They can torture and maim like Bond villains, but the second Derek’s eyes start glowing, he’s the monster. It makes no sense, but that’s just the way things have always been. Around here, legacy is all you need to convince someone of the lines to draw.

A sound from across the room; someone coming down the stairs. They must have noticed that he’d woken up by now. This is where it begins, then. He lets his eyes flicker briefly shut, trying to remember what it’s like to stand still with no broken bones, no healing magic racing to sew him shut again.

A bucket of ice cold water splashes against his front. Derek blinks the frigid liquid from his eyes and glares balefully up at the hunter before him.

“I was already awake, you asshole.” He spits.

The hunter just chuckles. “I know. I wanted you to be ready for this.”

Derek grimaces inwardly. “That’s how it’s going to be, then?”

The hunter inclines his head. “You’re a monster, and that’s how we treat vermin around here. We stomp them out.”

“If you’re going to stomp me out,” Derek says cynically, “you might as well just shoot me through the chest and get this over with. You won’t believe a word I say, so just save both of us time.”

The hunter pretends to think about this. “I don’t think so. I won’t be robbed of my fun, not for a killer like you.”

Derek narrows his eyes. “I’m the killer? Out of curiosity, how many members of your family have I murdered in cold blood? Compare that with how much family I’ve lost, you don’t seem like so much of a saint anymore.”

“Shut up,” the hunter hisses, and throws a switch on the panel by his side. Instantly, Derek’s entire body spasms as dozens of volts worth of electricity arc throw him. 

Just as he’s sure he can’t take it anymore, the hunter turns off the shocks and Derek is allowed to hang limply once more, a faint sizzling the only sign that he’d been in such grievous pain. Yet another wonderful afternoon is ahead of him. Derek grits his jaw and readies himself to take it.

Despite his fears, however, Derek won’t be suffering for long. The hunter has barely gotten started before the door creaks open again. Both Derek and the hunter turn to stare quizzically at the door in unison. The hunter looks confused; clearly, he’s the only one who’s supposed to be down here right now.

He shouts out to the resounding quiet. “Who’s there?”

No answer. The hunter shrugs and turns back to Derek. The second his back is turned, Derek sees movement in the shadows, someone slipping away from the door and towards him. Derek can only hear their movements through his supernatural hearing. To someone like the human hunter, there would be nothing at all.

That’s why the mysterious assailant is able to sneak up on the hunter without them ever noticing. Derek sees a flicker of an arm raised, and then something heavy connects with the hunter’s head. The hunter groans in pain and rears around to face a young woman standing behind him. She greets him with a punch to the head, and judging by the snap of bone that ripples throughout the room, she’s broken his nose.

A few more hits and the hunter is done for the count. Derek whistles under his breath as the other man falls gracelessly to the ground, taking out a stack of folding chairs while he’s at it. Derek has no idea who this young woman is, but she’s clearly qualified. The hunters are good fighters, and the fact that she was able to take out this one so quickly is pretty impressive.

“Wow,” he whispers, “I don’t think I’ve ever admired someone more than I do right now.”

The young woman snorts. “What, I show up to stop you from getting tortured and it’s the best thing you’ve ever seen? You should really up your standards.”

She grins at him as she undoes his restraints. Derek rotates his wrists, trying to encourage at least a little circulation back into his screaming skin, and takes the advantage of these extra moments to try and get a better glimpse of his savior.

“Who are you?” He asks.

She glances up from where she’s tying up the hunter. “Y/N L/N.”

Derek frowns. “L/N. I’ve heard that name before.”

Y/N nods. “I’m a friend of Allison Argent. She and I go way back. When we found out our families were hunters, we defected together. Allison’s been like a younger sister to me for a while, I was glad to hear that she got out.”

Derek’s brow furrows. “So you’re a hunter?”

“Ex hunter,” she clarifies, “I had a conscience problem when it came down to killing random people all because they received the bite, so the family lifestyle didn’t really suit me anymore. I’m sure you can understand.”

“I definitely can,” Derek says, and is surprised to find himself smiling.

Y/N seems surprised as well. “You know, before I left they warned me that you were a total grouch. Looks like I don’t have that much to be worried about.”

Derek considers defending his right to be grouchy due to the prevalence of hunters in his hometown, but before he can aptly summon up the words, Y/N is gesturing towards the door.

“Come on, most of the hunters have left the house for the afternoon. If we leave now, we should be able to avoid them and get out of here.”

Getting out sounds like a fantastic plan to Derek, so he follows her without another word. They head out of the basement and up into the main floor of the house. From there, it’s a matter of navigating the twisting halls until they reach the door.

Derek and Y/N have a close call in which they almost stumble into a room filled with three hunters, but Derek hears their murmurs just soon enough to pull Y/N back before she walks inside. They wait for a second, pressed up against the wall, hearts pounding, before they judge the coast to be clear and head on.

Y/N’s car is parked around the block, and they drive back to Scott McCall’s house. Apparently there was a whole plan to break Derek out, which he has to admit he appreciates. He makes sure to thank Y/N once they get inside safely, something which surprises almost everyone there.

The rest of the pack is gathered inside, Lydia and Kira researching nearby packs while Scott and Stiles discuss further options for freeing Derek if today’s plot hadn’t worked. They all fall silent when Derek and Y/N walk inside.

Scott looks up with a grateful smile. “Glad to see you both. We were worried there would be more of an altercation, did everything go alright?”

Derek nods. “Y/N was great back there. She took out the hunter interrogating me in about thirty seconds.”

Stiles blinks doubtfully up at Derek. “Was that a compliment? Y/N, are you sure you actually grabbed Derek and not his more friendly identical twin?”

Derek flashes the boy a cold stare. “I am capable of being nice, Stiles. I just don’t want to do it to you.”

Y/N coughs to hide a laugh. “It all went well, don’t worry about that. Plus, we now know how to get in and out of that house if need be. All in all, a pretty successful venture.”

Scott nods. “That’s good to hear. I think we’re all free to go if we don’t have anything else to bring up.”

Derek takes that as his cue to head home. Y/N walks out with him, and they end up talking by her car for a while longer. Derek can’t say that he minds the extra chance to get to know her.

“So,” he says, “you’re Allison’s friend, but I don’t think I’ve seen you around before. I would remember someone like you.”

Did he say that out loud? Derek is instantly hit by a very severe bout of regret, but it all washes away when Y/N beams at him.

“No, I’ve been mainly helping out on the sidelines,” she says, “Makes it easier to have a spy on the inside if no one really associates me with the rest of you.”

“You’re always welcome to drop by whenever you want,” Derek mentions as casually as he can, “We could definitely use your help in the future. It’s always good to have some reinforcements, you know? Stiles is definitely more of a talker than a fighter, so I’d be glad to have you on my side.”

Y/N laughs. “Stiles is certainly brains not brawn, although I think his sarcasm could be used as a weapon if he so desired. I’d love to be more active in your pack, though. You guys seem like a really good bunch.”

“So you liked what you saw?” Derek asks teasingly.

Y/N responds in the same form. “You could say that. Maybe I liked one of you more than the rest.”

Derek decides to take a risk. “If that’s true, maybe I could help you out with getting to know that someone. I can give you my number.”

“I think I’d like that quite a bit,” Y/N smiles, and rummages in her bag to grab her phone.

They talk for a while longer before Y/N gets in her car and leaves. Derek is left standing on the sidewalk, watching her drive away and wondering how he could possibly get so lucky.

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[autisticempathydaemon]

hello! i am new to redacted and here for the ask game :)

my favourite song rn is the gothic surfarama by the vampire beach babes totally go listen to that

i usually dont like big video essays unless theyre about a topic im super into, like i have watched hours of essays about tmnt and mcr, bit if its about something im not so into, probably not

my favourite audio is either damn friendsgiving or damn bowling (im a sucker for good friends and found family lmao)

i just cannot get into blake. like aside from the cult stuff lmao just not into him

RISE OF THE TMNT i have episodes of that show memorised. you could show me a screenshot and i could tell u what ep its from and whats happening at that moment.

ollie my best friend hes brilliant. nerdy about board games? perfect please be my best friend ill listen to him tell me about catan or scythe for hours on end

no tired ramblings, i sort of just get sleep drunk. if im tired i am not talking for the world

im not american so i dont do gas station stuff instead my dokan (like a corner store i guess) go to would be a mango juice bottle and whatever knock off oreos they have.

my favourite playlist (music or redacted? ill do both) is a) my gothy music playlist from when i was 13 with a few additions lmao, and b) milos playlist his accent is just so fun to listen to even though i can barely understand it lol

NO guilty pleasures i enjoy what i enjoy without shame

annd uh. im an art student, i prefer popeyes over mac, i have awful hayfever, and i cant choose a favourite colour they are all beloved to me

Ooh, so this was a thinker. I could have gone in a few directions, but if we’re taking everything into consideration plus “Vampire Beach Babes”, it’s got to be Vincent Solaire!

First, Vincent is and always will be a total nineties kid at heart, so he would absolutely love Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. (Off the top of my head, I think he thinks himself a Miley and had a big crush on Leo as a tween.) He gets super hyped for every addition to the franchise and loves chill nights on the couch watching reruns with you while you draw.

Speaking of drawing, I think Vincent would be such a wonderful boyfriend for an art student. We have evidence that he was so supportive in Lovely’s studies, and he’d do just the same with you: always bringing you snacks while you work, offering to model for you, chauffeuring you to work in automotive style. Also, he’s without a doubt gorgeous- what better inspiration could you ask for?

Song:

Let's trash our whole afternoon/ Reciting recycled news/ Until we melt and go back to your hotel room/ I'll be your new favorite tune/ I'll be your black cloud by June/ But only when you miss the rain like I miss you

One. I like this to fit your goth/emo vibe but looking for something new. Two. This song is ridiculously singable and fun; I think Vincent would have a great time bouncing along to this with you in the car and grinning dopily when he says he’s stupid for you.

Runner-Ups:

Asher would be a cute runner-up because I think you two would like a lot of the same things, like TMNT and MCR. Asher’s more of a FOB-boy, but he’s not likely to be one and not the other, ya know? Lasko is an even cuter runner-up just because something about him would be so cute next to an art student; like, that’s an it couple right there.

note: thank you so much for waiting 💕

Read this post and send me an ask if you’d like a match-up of your own! 💌

[oceanblueeyesoul]

hi hi!! can I req a matchup for -> Wednesday, Descendants, and Stranger Things!!

I'm syd, ofc, I use he/she pronouns (gender fluid) , I'm about 5'5, I dress between grundge + and skater tbh— i have brown hair, VERY thick it's insane, with two blonde stripes at the front of my hair. I have blue green eyes, they switch what color they are randomly. That's about it!!

Personality wise, I'm very shy at first (except on the internet tho interacting makes me nervous!!) I have very extreme emotional changes, like something minor will happen and I won't get out of bed for awhile 😭

In INFP and creative type, as I told you :))

I'm a huge hopeless romantic, I love the idea of being in love but never have been!! I'm really bad at meeting new people, so that's why I've never been with anyone. I have 1 friend in real life and that's it honestly

I have a lot of opinions but I'm very open minded, as long as opinions are harmful to anyone. I'm VERY into shows I like, I mean they're my whole personality until I'm no long interested in it

I'm a huge horror fan, specifically old cheesey horror movies!! And I've always been really interested in having a close group of like 5 friends like they do in the movies. And I love collecting anything horror

My cat is the absolute loml so he always comes first as well,, I'm not a huge cat person but I'm a huge my cat person

I love love love music, and art

I love to draw, paint, bleach clothes, all sorts of things like that. But I don't really go out and tell everyone because its not that important to my personality (though I draw in front of anyone who stays around long enough)

I honestly just really love being able to talk to someone about me and them without them getting bored of me + i like to live in the moment the future TERRIFIES me so I love to do spontaneous things all the time

Thank you so so much!! <3

Hi there, Syd! I really hope you like this a lot!

Wednesday (Netflix) Matchup

Your Wednesday (Netflix) soulmate is...

WEDNESDAY ADDAMS!

The two of you would treat your pet cat like a queen she is and Wednesday would love to pet your cat's fur a lot than she has anticipated.

The two of you would watch horror movies together a lot and you guys like to discuss theories about the murders and killers that did it in the movies.

She would definitely love to hear your opinions on everything because you are her soft spot in the world.

INTJ x INFP soulmates!

Descendants Matchups

Your Descendants soulmate is...

MAL BERTHA!

The two of you would definitely be drawing and painting together because the two of you are each other's muses and individual art projects.

She would definitely love your fashion style because it is rather different from the others here in Auradon and thought it was totally cool indeed.

The two of you would do spontaneous things all the time it is pretty ridiculous but you guys loves doing spontaneous things because it keeps you guys full of life and having fun with each other.

ISFP x INFP lovebirds!

Stranger Things Matchups

Your Stranger Things soulmate is...

ROBIN BUCKLEY!

The two of you would definitely be watching horror movies to watch on your date night and the two of you would discuss theories about the murder and who is the killer that caused the murder.

She would love cats a lot so when she first met your pet cat, she immediately picks up the cat and starts to pet the car lovingly and your pet cats starts to love Robin.

The two of you would be dancing and singing along to the songs to all kinds of music you guys want to listen to during the day and at night time as well.

INTP x INFP sweethearts!

[westanthewaterman]

After the Hunt - Murdock x F!Reader

Rating: NSFW

Word count: 2400+

Contents: age difference, cmnf, knife play, blood play, unsafe sex, severely under-negotiated kink, Murdock and reader are serial killers

Summary: After another successful hunt, you and Murdock return to the safe house to regroup. Blood pumping, adrenaline in your veins, what else are you to do but fuck each other’s brains out?

AN: Please, please, please read all the tw’s before reading this. This is filthy and I have no excuses. 

AO3 - MASTERLIST - M!READER VERSION

You shut the door with a relieved sigh, dropping your bag on the bed. It’s late, the darkness outside the windows suggests that it’s past midnight. You draw the blinds swiftly and make your way into the bathroom.

Leaning over the sink, you splash water onto your face before lathering your hands in soap, scrubbing at the blood stains on your fingers. It had been a messy kill, but you were learning quickly that Murdock had been right, those were the most fun.

Murdock Killinheim. You’re not really sure if that’s his real name or just an alias, but you think if your parents had given you a name like that you’d probably become a serial killer too. He’s an odd man, dangerous and secretive, but you’ve grown to really enjoy his company.

You’re not sure why he chose you to take on as an apprentice of sorts. When you had asked him once, he told you that the day the two of you met, he saw a darkness in you, a bloodlust. You can’t disagree, of course, you know it’s always been there, just under the surface. Most of your life has been spent trying to be the perfect child, attempting to live up to your parents’ ridiculous expectations. Living like that can drive a person to do…bad things.

And now here you are. The two of you have been on the run together for almost a year, like Bonnie and Clyde without the bank robbing and a lot more murdering. There’s something about Murdock that draws you to him. You’re not sure what but you know giving in to it is a bad idea. Not only is he almost ten years your senior, he’s a dangerous man, a man with a dark past, and that never bodes well.

You’re not sure if it’s love or lust, but, honestly, you don’t really care either way. Seeing him just after a kill, adrenaline pumping, blood all over, makes you hot in all the right ways.

The door to the motel room opens and Murdock steps in, shutting and locking it behind him. He peers through the blinds, scanning the darkness outside.

“You weren’t followed, were you?”

“Of course not.” You dry your hands and walk out into the main room. “I’m always careful.”

“I know you are.”

He’s wearing his usual get-up - a turtle neck, long peacoat, pair of leather gloves, and his signature dark glasses. Murdock slips the glasses and his coat off and sets them on the small coffee table. He’d cleaned up the best he could before fleeing the scene but there is still blood spattered across his cheeks.

“Another successful hunt. You did well tonight.”

“Oh, thanks.”

“We’ll lay low here for a few days. When we pack up and hit the road, I’m thinking we drive west.”

“It’d be nice to see the coast.”

“My thoughts exactly. The ocean certainly makes for a good burial ground.”

A smirk spreads across his face and he gets a dark look in his eyes, the same one he gets whenever he talks about a potential kill. It sends a jolt of electricity up your spine.

Murdock keeps talking about plans and ideas, new weapons he’d like to try, techniques he wants to teach you. You’re trying to listen but he pulls the knife out of its holster on his thigh, twirling it in his fingers, and you’re finding it very hard to focus. There’s still blood on the blade and seeing it makes your mouth dry. Murdock pulls a handkerchief from his pocket and beings to wipe it clean but stops when he notices your gaze.

“Something the matter?”

You blink, flicking your eyes up to look at him but they quickly fall back to the knife. “N-No, nothing. What were you saying?”

He follows your gaze to the blade in his hand, running a fingertip over the sharp metal. “It’s beautiful, isn’t it? Small but deadly.”

“Yeah.”

“I suppose I could say the same about you.” Murdock takes a step forward, looking over you with dark eyes. “It’s truly something to watch you work. It’s…beautiful.”

You duck your head, feeling heat rising to your face. Slowly, with a practiced hand, he slides the knife down your jaw and under your chin, tilting your head up. Your eyes meet and he’s looking at you with such intensity you feel like you can’t breathe. You know this is a bad idea, that you should step away, tell him you’re going to bed, but you can’t make yourself move.

“I have been captivated by you since the day we met, little flower. It’s been so much fun watching you bloom.”

One of his hands reaches out to cup the side of your face. The leather of his glove is cool against your heated skin.

“Murdock,” you say softly.

“We both know what you want, I want it too, so stop fighting yourself.”

A whimper escapes your throat and he smirks, putting his blade back in its holster. Murdock closes the distance between the two of you, capturing your lips in a passionate kiss. It’s everything you’d imagined and so much more. You loop your arms around his neck, pulling him flush against you. One of his hands slips into your hair and the other gets a hold of your waist, fingers digging into your skin but not enough to bruise.

Your body is on fire and you feel like you can’t get enough of him. His tongue presses against the seam of your lips, slipping into your mouth, tasting you. You’re not sure what compels you to do it, but you bite down on his lower lip, just enough to draw blood. Murdock groans and pulls away, touching his lip.

“Bloodthirsty, aren’t you?”

You smirk. “You could say that.”

He gives you a devilish smile and pushes you onto your back on the bed, leaning over you. “This is how it’s going to go, little flower. You’re going to undress for me and I’m going to give you everything you want, call it a reward for a successful kill.”

“How do you know what I want?” You push yourself up onto your elbows.

“Oh trust me, I know exactly what it is you want. I can see it in those beautiful eyes of yours. You want to be wrecked.”

Murdock whispers the last word in your ear, sending a shiver down your spine and you can’t help but rub your thighs together in hope of getting some kind of relief for the ache that has started between your legs.

“So you’re going to be good and do what I tell you, aren’t you?”

You nod, looking up at him with wide eyes. When you don’t move, however, he slaps your thigh lightly.

“Go on. I’m waiting.”

You remember that he told you to undress and you swallow the lump in your throat, feeling suddenly shy. Slowly, you pull your shirt off over your head and drop it to the floor. He gestures for you to continue, his eyes roaming over your skin. You undo the button on your jeans and lift your hips, sliding them down your thighs and to the floor.

Murdock’s hands, still clad in the leather gloves, plant themselves on your thighs, running up and down the length of them slowly.

“God,” he groans, “such soft skin. I would love to mark it up.”

You’re not sure if he means with his mouth or with his knife and, honestly, you can’t decide which one you like more. The thought alone pulls a moan from your lips.

“You’d love that, wouldn’t you? Having my mark all over you.” (I'd love to have a mark all over me wink wink wink)

“God yes.”

You return to undressing, moving a hand to your back and undoing your bra, slipping the straps off your shoulders and letting it fall to the floor. Murdock’s eyes are glued to your breasts and the way they rise and fall with each heavy breath you take.

“Aren’t these lovely.” He cups them in his hands, running his thumbs over your nipples.

The simple touch sends a shock of pleasure through you and you fall back against the bed.

“Just one thing left, little flower. Would you like some help getting them off?”

You bite your lip and nod frantically. He chuckles and pulls out his knife once again. Carefully, he slips the blade under the waist of your underwear and yanks it towards himself, cutting the fabric and repeating the motion on the other side. He pulls them off you, balling them up and throwing them over his shoulder.

Now fully bear under his gaze, the cool air hitting your heated skin, you squirm nervously as he looks over you.

“So beautiful. Let me look at you.”

Murdock runs his hands from your breasts down to your thighs, spreading your legs open. You’re wet already, practically dripping for him, and he licks his lips. One of his hands leaves its spot on your thigh to slip between your legs. The cold leather of his gloves is a shock against your cunt but it feels so good. His finger dip between your folds, stopping on your clit, just barely applying pressure.

“So wet already. Tell me what you want.”

You open your mouth to speak but all you can let out is a choked moan as he starts to rub slow circles over your clit.

“Go on.”

“I-I want you to fuck me.”

“Yes, I know that already. Tell me what you want.”

You throw your head back, squeezing your eyes shut, and speak before you can stop yourself. “I want you to wreck me. I want you to fuck me with your knife against my throat.”

He groans. “Oh little flower, what fun we’re going to have.”

Murdock slips off his shoes and climbs onto the bed, reaching down and pressing two fingers inside you. You moan, gripping the sheets and rolling your hips up into his touch. He uses his free hand to trace the tip of his knife up and down your thigh, leaving behind thin, red lines in its wake.

“M-Murdock, please, I don’t want to wait anymore.”

“Inpatient, are we? Well alright, I suppose we can speed things up. Turn over, hands and knees.”

You do as you’re told, flipping onto your stomach and raising up onto your hands and knees. Murdock looks over you for a moment, admiring the curve of your ass and the arch of your back. He uses the hand that was just touching you to undo his belt and pull out his cock. He gives it a few slow strokes before positioning himself behind you. He sets the knife on the bed, one hand grabbing your hip and the other guiding the head of his cock to your entrance. Slowly, so slowly, he slips inside you inch by inch until his hips are flush with yours.

You both groan. He’s just the right size to stretch you open without causing any pain. Murdock reaches around and presses a hand to your sternum, pushing you up against his chest.

“How does it feel?” He whispers in your ear.

“F-Full.”

He pulls back slowly then rocks his hips forwards, forcing a moan from your lips. Murdock starts at a slow pace, rocking into you with languid but powerful thrusts, each one pressing his cock into that spot that makes you see stars. He trails kisses down the side of your neck, stopping at the crook of your neck where he sucks a dark mark into your skin.

You don’t think it can get any better until one of his hands reaches down between your legs to rub your clit and the other picks up the knife again, pressing the blade loosely against your throat. You gasp, terrified of moving but loving every second.

Murdock picks up his pace, hips slamming into yours. He breathes heavily in your ear, letting you hear every grunt and moan that escapes his lips.

“You’ve wanted this since the day we met, haven’t you? Don’t think I haven’t seen the way you look at me after a fresh kill. Filthy girl, it turns you on, doesn’t it?”

“Yes,” you moan helplessly, grabbing his wrist in an effort to ground yourself.

“And now here you are, helpless and completely at my mercy, my fucking knife against your throat. Just a little more pressure and I could sever your jugular, watch you bleed out all over the sheets. You’d look so good covered in crimson, the color draining from your face.”

You let out a high-pitched whine. His words should scare you, they should terrify you, but all you can feel is your climax inching closer and closer.

“But no, no, this is so much more fun. Are you going to cum for me?”

You nod frantically. “Please, please, please!”

“So desperate for it and it’s so close, isn’t it? You can practically taste it, can’t you? Just a little more.”

He picks up his pace, pistoning his cock in and out of you. Murdock presses the knife into your neck with more pressure and you can feel your skin splitting beneath the blade, not enough to do any real damage, but enough to send rivulets of blood dripping down your neck and over your breasts.

“Fuck, look at you.” He groans, out of breath. “Little flower, I want you to cum for me. Cum all over my fucking cock.”

The sharp edge to his voice is all you need to throw you over the edge. You clamp down around him, throwing your head back against his shoulder as you call out his name. He fucks you through it, not slowing down until he’s cumming inside you, filling you with warmth.

He stills and the two of you fight to catch your breath. Slowly, Murdock pulls out of you with a groan and you flop down onto your back. You look up and watch as he licks your blood off his knife before slipping it back into his holster.

“Fuck,” you sigh, closing your eyes.

Murdock chuckles, tucking himself back into his pants and sitting down on the edge of the bed, finally slipping off his gloves. He traces his thumb over the cut on your neck gently. “Exquisite.”

“I need a shower and like a full day of sleep now.”

“Well, we are going to be here for a few days. I’m sure we’ll have time for…everything we want to do.”

[techno-in-a-boat]

HEY YOU

YES YOU

GO WATCH ROSHAMBO

if that wasn't convincing enough please stay for a minute to listen to all the reasons you should.

First off. what the fuck is a roshambo, you may be asking.

A roshambo is another name for rock, paper, sissors. In this case Roshambo, or roshambogames, is a minecraft youtuber.

What does he post?

Minecraft content! He does partly Lifesteal (elaborated on in the nxt bit) and just. general minecraft things. Usually with other servers he doesnt post regularly about.

Whats a lifesteal?

Its a minecraft server where when you kill people you steal a heart. Cue antics.

Read more about it here

How often does Ro upload?

From what it seems about 3ish months between uploads give or take. So its about. mid length wait times between videos. not too bad.

What are the videos like?

Theyre all. kinda structured like english papers imo. They're usually going over a single event and have EXTREMELY clear beginning/middle/end stuff. like you can plot this stuff out on those plot diagrams with ease. Theres two parts to the voicing, future ro (the voice over during editing that goes 'but he didnt know what was about to happen' and stuff like that.) and actual voicechat footage from the game. standard stuff. Typical Ro video activities are: doing something ridiculously grindy/needs a shitton of setup and the setup is like. most of the video. "and then.. i lost everything". Ro talking abotu how he had a test the next day but he did not sleep nor study for it because he needs to do minecraft. and other such things. its quite lovely

How often does he steam?

According to my sources (crowdsourced off tumblr) infrequently

What are his streams like?

(thanks to @/aroaceacacia and @/pendelphine for giving your insight to his streams through tumblr tags)

apparently highly Goofy and Silly. there is kpop music. why is there kpop music. who is letting this happen. how is he not getting copyright striked. it is silly messing around time and ro has all the fun silly shit imaginable. From the one vod i watched the vibes of the silly goofy streams are. VERY different to the vibes of the yt videos. he apparently also does non silly streams that are closer to the yt videos but theyre . rare.

What if Ro good at in game?

He grinds. he builds big ass elaborate traps. Hes turned spawn to obsidian once. Not afraid to gaslight gatekeep girlboss. Mostly just the fucking intense recource gathering and traps. like jfc man what the fuck. hes also gotten rid of the end that one time. yeah dont worry about it

Where can I go watch this awesome amazing youtuber?

Yt Channel

Lifesteal Playlist

Should I watch Roshambo?

Absolutely

Can we get a bonus Roshambo drawing?

Of Course!!!

(Apart of @pacificseaotter 's lifesteal propaganda project)

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do you actually like family guy or is it just 4 the meme? im dying 2 know

Thanks for the question anon!

This is hard to put into words because while I do genuinely like the show, I like it for more than what it is on the surface. Its not that I relate to the characters on a deep emotional level but more or so of how it slowly grew on me and changed the way I thought of how I interact with media and the people who consume it.

When I first saw the show I was an 11 year old kid who "liked" almost anything, as long as it was 'entertaining' for me. Mind you I didn't actually understand what was going on, nor did I even react to alot of the scenes in any way I just... watched it to watch it. I mean, it beats the shitty infomercials and corny live action sitcoms that were on at the time.

When I formed an actual opinion on the show it was a deep, deep hatred. I saw the show as objectively lazy, cheap, mean-spirited and just downright obnoxious at times with its themes and writing. And I'll admit it, it's true.

Family guy is not an amazing show. A lot of it's characters, which used to be charming and fun to watch became flanderized distorted versions of themselves due to the passage of time. It's writing has moments where it can be downright cringe inducing, especially with some of the jokes. The themes of certain episodes are so ridiculously problematic that it made even ME feel uncomfortable on occasion. The animation is quite often cheap and stiff and don't even get me started on the modernized design of the show itself...

I can completely understand why somebody would say it was downright garbage.

But my dad LOVED that show

He would continuously talk about how funny he found Peter and his family, recount episodes by memory and even show me his favorite clips of the show and would laugh and laugh at the occasionally shitty punchlines. He loved this stupid bad show so much that for almost every birthday he'd ask me to draw Peter Griffin for him..

I hated that shit.

I would rant to him about how shitty the show was and that it was incredibly problematic that he liked it. And most of the time he'd simply reply, "Well I think it's funny!"

And I'd give a snarky retort on how it was stupid that he did.

Needless to say we didn't talk much about what we liked to one another.

And as more and more life stuff happened we became more distant and hostile until finally I was out of the house for college.

I didn't really reach out to him often and I rarely ever called.

And that was that at the time.

Until I watched dog bites bear.

Now to preface this, it was by complete accident. All my favorite video essayists has no more videos to watch, and I would rather tear my own eyes out than listen to another reddit "Am I the asshole for killing my entire family" type post. So without anything better to do, I let it play out. And to say I was shocked at how good stewie and brian's plotline was had me shocked. For a good while, I was obsessed with this episode, and I became even MORE shocked when I realized that there were MULTIPLE episodes with this amount genuine-ness to it.

As I began to binge through more and more episodes of this... fucking stupid show I hated at the time, I started to see aspects of it that I missed out on.

The original music and dance sequences ranged from alright to downright impressive! And it doesn't help that I'm a sucker for musicals and showtunes. Some of the fight scenes being actually, pretty well choregraphed. Yes, the camera angles are flat and uninspired at times, I do like how creative they can be. Some of the plotlines in many episodes have actually REALLY GOOD STORY BEATS AND SCENES TO IT. Like for example, when Peter and Lois reunite in Meet the Quagmires, or every moment of Peter and Brian's relationship in New Kidney in Town and Forget Me Not, Brain and Stewie's EVERYTHING (And the episode too). AND THESE WEREN'T EVEN THE FIRST 3 SEASONS.

I could honestly go on and on about the things I enjoyed in this show and it kinda made me realize alot about how I treated this show and the people who liked it. I genuinely thought I was better than them JUST BECAUSE THEY LIKED THIS "OBJECTIVELY BAD" PEICE OF MEDIA and I would constantly put people down just for liking the things that I considered to be bad. So, when I binged this show and CONSIOUSLY HAD A GOOD TIME WATCHING ALOT OF THE EPISODES? It made me realize that...

I was such a pretentious fucking dick as a kid lol

When I finished binging through around... what... a good 2-3 hours of family guy, my dad called me

And rather than ignoring it like I usually did I actually picked up... It was a little awkward at first, at least from my end... but I don't think my dad even noticed my stiffness. He was just happy to hear my voice after so long, asking how I was doing and how was school and all that... and I'd answer my usual "It was fine." But, what really started a conversation between us was me asking him what his personal favorite episode of Family Guy was, just out of pure curiosity. And the way I could hear his voice light up as he gushed about all his favorite moments...? Christ man...

As stupid as "Family Guy helped me rebuild my connection with my father" SOUNDS, it's really what happened. We ended up spending alot more time together, talking about things we liked and disliked and realized that... we were alot similar than either of us expected. And not only that it really helped me see both the good and the bad in media and that it was ok to enjoy things that everyone else enjoyed, even if the bad outweighs the good.

I understand that the great aspects of family don't represent the show as a whole... but there's a reason other than capitalistic corporatism of why this show just doesn't ever fucking end. Because there's people there that care about this show and these stupid shitty goofy ass characters, both the fans and the people who work on it.

Idk... this was an unnecessarily personal and sentimental stupid rant about something that I grew to love. Really I could've just answered with a simple "yes" and chad Peter png I stole off of google.

But I really do love this show because it helped me appreciate the one person in my life who stuck with me the best he could despite the tragedy after tragedy that happened to him, how shittily and harsh;y I treated him fur to my own fears and traumas, and how far he sunk down into dark... dark places...

Even after all that he's still giving it his all to the people he loves.

And I love him for that.

Sorry for how insane and incomprehensible this ENTIRE diatribe is. I just wanted to gush about how this show made me grow and change as a person and love my family

have a shitty Peter, thanks for the question ^^