#my magnum o piss

[nightcxty]

[deathcherrycola]

My magnum o piss

[alfiebungo]

I WANT TO MATING PRESS MORIKAZE I WANT TO HUFF MORIBRAP I WANT TO DRINK MORIPISS I WANT TO SLAP MORIKAZE WITH A FLY SWATTER I WANT TO SNIFF HIS STITCHES I WANT TO EAT MORIKAZE'S ROTTING FLESH SCRAPS I WANT TO FIND NEW BODY PARTS FOR MORIKAZE WHEN THE OLD ONES FALL APART I WANT TO GIVE MORIKAZE MY TYPE O+ BLOOD SOHECAN SURVIVE THE BODY PART GRAFTING I WANT TO RUN A HOTEL WITH MORIKAZE I WANT TO BURN MORIKAZE AND EAT HIS FLESH I WANT TO MASSAGE MORIKAZE AND GIVE HIS A HAPPY ENDING I WANT TO REVERSE COWGIRL MORIKAZE I WANT TO HAVE ATHREESOME WITH MORIKAZE AND IRYS I WANT TO FORCE MORIKAZE TO PLUG AND PLAY WITH ME I WANT TO COOM INSIDE MORIKAZE I WANT TO TAKE PARTS OFF OF MORIKAZE SO I CAN MAKE HIS A SIBLING I WANT TO SHOOT MORIKAZE WITH A .44 MAGNUM 6 TIMES I WANT TO SCREAM INTO MORIKAZES ROTTING PUSSY I WANT TO BATHE IN HIS BILE I WANT TO BRUSH ZOLMBIE TEETH I WANT TO WIPE THE BLOOD OFF OF MORIKAZE AND DRINK IT I WANT MORIKAZE TO WRAP ME IN HIS TONGUE AND BEAT ME UP I WANT TO IMPREGNATE MORIKAZE THEN KICK HIS STOMACH TO KILL RHE BABY I WANT MORIKAZE TO POUNCE ON ME I WANNA LEWD MORIKAZE WHILEHEIS ON THE LIE DETECTOR I WANT MORIKAZE TO SCREAM IN MY EARS AND CHASE ME THROUGH A MANSION I WANT TO POP WITH MORIKAZE I WANT TO POP IN MORIKAZES PUSSY I WANT TO SKATEBOARD WITH MORIKAZE I WANT TO SHOWER WITH MORIKAZE I WANT TO IMPREGNATE MORIKAZES ARMPITS I WANT TO INFECT MORIKAZE WITH A VIRUS AND WATCH HIS MUTATE I WANT TO PUNCH MORIKAZE IN THE RIBS I WANT TO MAKE SHEEP NOISES IN MORIKAZES EARS I WANT TO GET CRUSHED BY MORIKAZE I WANT TO SOLVE MATH PROBPEMS WITH MORIKAZE I WANT TO SKULLFUCK MORIKAZE I WANT MORIKAZE TO SIT ON MY FACE I WANT TO LIGHT MORIKAZE ON FIRE WITH A MOLOTOV COCKTAIL I WANT TO BRING MORIKAZE TO AN ESCAPE ROOM AND JUST FUCK HIS I WANT TO SET OFF A CAR ALARM TO SUMMON A HORDE OF MORIKAZES I WANT TO DRINK MORIKAZE PISS I WANT TO BATHE MORIKAZE I WANT TO ERECT A STATUE FOR MORIKAZE I WANT TO EAT THE NAGGOTS OUT OF MORIKAZES PUSSY I WANT TO SHOWED WITH MORIKAZE'S PISS I WANT TO BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF HIM FOR LOOKING AT ANOTHER MAN I WANT MORIKAZE TO SIT ON MY FACE AND FART

I WANT MORIKAZE TO SLOWLY REMOVE MY LIMBS WITH A PENCIL I WANT TO MULTIPLY MORIKAZE I WANT TO DERIVE HIS MORIPUSSY I WANT TO POUND MORIKAZE SO HARD HIS LIMBS FALL OFF I WANT TO PLAY APEX WITH MORIKAZEI WANT TO SLOWLY TAKE OFF HIS STITCHES I WANT LOOK FOR A WAY TO REVIVE MORIKAZE I WANT TO CLONE MORIKAZE AND USE HIS CLONES TO TAKE OVER THE WORLD I WANT TO CREATE A BUNCH OF ROBOTS FOR MORIKAZE CLONES TO FIGHT I WANT TO FUCK MORIKAZE IN THE MISSIONARY POSITION I WANT TO HAVE BEASTIALITY SEX WITH MORIKAZE I WANT TO BURY MORIKAZE ALIVE THEN DIG HIM UP I WANT TO ANAL THE MORIKAZE I WANT A CLEAVLAND STEAMER FROM THE MORIKAZE I WANT TO RAISE A FAMILY WITH MORIKAZE I WANT TO ENVY MORIKAZE BABY I WANT TO LIVE A NICE ISLAMIC LIFE WITH MORIKAZE I WANT TO CHEAT ON MORIKAZE WITH HIS OWN MOTHER AND FORCE MORIKAZE TO WATCH I WANT TO WASH MORIKAZES HANDS I WANT TO INFLATE MORIKAZE WITH MY CUM I WANT TO BUILD HIM A NEW HOME I WANT TO RIP MORIKAZES HAND OFF AND GIVE MYSELF A HANDJOB I WANT TO LICK MORIKAZES NEW HANDS I WANT TO STEAL MORIKAZE'S LEGS I WANT MORIKAZE TO DRIVE ME AROUND I WANT TO CROSS THE BORDER WITH MORIKAZE I WANT MORIKAZE TO CHOKE ME OIT WITH HIS THIGHS I WANT TO TAKE MORIKAZE TO DISNEYLAND I WANT MORIKAZE TO CALL ME A NAUGHTY BOY I WANT CHOP DOWN TREES WITH MORIKAZE I WANT TO READ MORIKAZE'S PI I WANT TO HAVE A THREESOME WITH MORIKAZE I WANT TO LICK MORIKAZE'S TEARS I WANNA PUT MORIKAZES EYES IN A COCKTAIL DRINK I WANT TO TOUCH MORIEYES I WANT TO YAB WITH XOOMBIE I WANT MORIKAZE TO CHARGE RIFLE PISS IN MY MOUTH I WANT MORIKAZE TO CALL ME DADDYI WANT TI USE MORIKAZES SHITTY MIC 9 PARTS VODKA 4 PARTS GRAPE FRUIT DRINK FREEZE OVERNIGHT SERVE IN PLASTIC I WANT MORIKAZE TO BITE ME I WANT TO LICK MORIKAZES SWEAT I WANT MORIKAZE TO SNAP MY SPINE LIKE A TWIG I WANT TO BRING MORIKAZE TO THE GYM TO HEAR HIS BED VOICE I WANT MORIKAZE TO EAT MY EARS THEN WHISPER ARA ARA I WANT TO BE CHOKED OUT BY MORIKAZES ROTTEN THIGHS I WANT MORIKAZE TO LIFT ME AND SLAM ME INTO THE GROUND I WANT MORIKAZE TO SCREAM WHILE PLAYING THE DRUMS I WANT TO SURVIVE AN APOCALYPSE I WANT TO POP MORIKAZES CHERRY I WANT MORIKAZE TO CHOKE ME OUT WITH HIS THICC THIGHS I WANNA FEED MORIKAZE PROTEIN I WANT TO TEACH MORIKAZE RUSSIAN I WANT TO SEND MORIKAZE TO THE GAS CHAMBER I WANT TO POG-GASM WITH MORIKAZE I WANT TO PUT MORIKAZE IN THE BOSTON CRAB AND MAKE HIS TAP OUT I WANT TO GERMAN SUPLEX MORIKAZE WITH MORIKAZE I WANT TO YAB WITH MORIKAZE I WANT TO GHOST HUNT WITH MORIKAZE I WANT MORIKAZE TO POSSESS MY PP FOR PEEIN ON HIS HOUSE I WANT TO THROW MORIKAZE OFF OF A 8 STORY BUILDING ONTO A BURNING TABLE I WANT I WANT TO EAT A WORM OUT OF MORIKAZES ASSHOLE MORIKAZE TO EAT MY BRAIN AND COCK SO I CAN COOMBIE

JESUS CHRIST OKAY I GET IT

[danielfuckingricciardo]

F1 Drivers x The Thick of It Quotes

Rewatched TTOI again and Malcolm Tucker’s quotes are just too iconic so I had to do something with them!

So here’s a collection of incorrect quotes pretty much showing that Max more than anyone else in the paddock is incredibly Malcolm Tucker-coded

Tw: Lots of swearing, suicide discussion, violence discussion

Charles (about Xavi): No, he’s useless. He’s absolutely useless. He is, he’s useless, he’s as useless as a marzipan dildo. Alright. Got to go. Xavi’s just walked in.

———

Max: How fucked am I?

Daniel: Well, you look awful, you look terrible. I mean, you often look quite bad, but…

Max: I mean, in terms of negative publicity. On the fuckometer, where am I?

Charles: Oh, 12.

Daniel: Yeah. 12, say.

Max: Out of what?

Charles: Er… 50.

Daniel: Oh, mine was out of ten.

Max: Right, (to Charles) so I’m 24% fucked according to you, (to Daniel) but according to you I’m 120% fucked?

———

Daniel: Did you see the news?

Max: NoMFuP.

Daniel: Eh?

Max: NoMFuP, N-O-M-F-U-P, Not My Fucking Problem - I quite liked that, did you like that?

Daniel: Yeah, it’s very good.

Max: I think I’ll use that quite a lot today.

Daniel: I’ll use it as well.

———

Max: (knock at the door) Come the fuck in, or fuck the fuck off.

———

(Max, Daniel and Checo are looking down at the atrium of a new building from their floor.)

Daniel: Good spot for a suicide, this, I would think: good long drop, appreciative audience.

Max: What if you just broke your back? You know, you’d be paralysed for life and they you’d still be depressed about the thing that was depressing you in the first place.

Checo: What are these, um, hangy-down things?

Daniel: Oh, they’re acoustic baffles, they stop it getting too echoey in here.

Max: So when you’re breaking your back, nobody can hear you screaming?

Daniel: Well, that is the kind of attention to detail that you get in an FIA building.

Christian Horner: (Spotting them from the ground floor) HEY! GET BACK TO WORK, ALL OF YOU!

———

Charles: Christ, Max, how do you appear out of nowhere in a building entirely made of glass?

Max: I’m a shape-shifter.

———

Max: Hey, I’m going to have a swear box installed on Monday.

Checo: What?

Max: Fucking joking, you twat! I’m on turbo.

———

Max: (To Charles) Hey, what’s wrong with you? You look like you’ve shat a Lego garage or Something.

———

Lance: Do you know, Fernando? Er, the best way to clear a paper jam?

Fernando: I don’t know, Kill a kid an hour until it sorts itself out?

———

Daniel: Afternoon, gentlemen! I heard there were sandwiches and I’m a fucker for cress - no, no, no, please don’t get up, I’m not viagra.

———

Max: Get over here, now. Might be advisable to wear brown trousers, and a shirt the colour of blood.

———

Daniel (about McLaren): Right, when I came into this team I thought, 'OK. Let's turn a fresh page.' So I turned a fresh page, and you collectively have drawn a gigantic fucking cock on it!

———

Esteban (about Mick): We're like Dick and Dom, aren't we? Great chemistry.

Lance: Yeah. Except neither one of you are Doms.

———

Toto: When the Red Bull drivers are here, you tell them nothing except where the toilets are, but you lie about that. And George, keep your tits in.

———

Max: Oi! Oi! James fucking May! It was you who sprayed the private information about the cost cap, wasn't it?! Like Jenson Button shaking up a magnum of piss!

———

Alex: Do you channel all your passions into pie charts, George? I don't even think you're excited about winning. I bet when you orgasm, you just put a little tick on a chart next to your bed.

———

Charles: Happy Birthday, Max.

Max: Stop saying that, right? Just you go home. What is this? Don't...Is this my new anal beads?

(Max looks at the box)

Max: Okay, this has been X-rayed, yeah? I'm not gonna get fucking, a present bomb in the face?

(Max opens the box. It contains a cake which reads 'Happy Birthday Cunt')

Max: This could be from anybody. (opens the accompanying card) Ah, it's from Checo. This is fucking Checo’s idea of a joke, yeah? And he wonders why we don't let him out in public.

Max: (leaving the paddock later that day) It's my birthday! (Offering Yuki a piece of cake) Cunt cake? Go ahead!

———

Fernando: (to Lance) Have you been in the paddock lately? Jesus, it's like the break-up of the Beatles, right? During the fall of the Roman Empire, while fucking Jordan's getting divorced from that bloke. All happening at the same time in a tiny fucking area, yeah?

———

Lando: Look at this! Takeaway and a fight. All I need now is a handjob in a bus shelter, I've had the great British night out.

———

Lando: Jesus, you're about as on the ball today as a dead seal!

Daniel: Hey, that's one of my fucking lines!

———

Max: Checo, I thought we had a deal, right? When I need your advice I'll give you the special signal, which is me being sectioned under the fucking Mental Health Act.

———

Daniel: (to Max) Good holiday?

Max: Shut it, you fucking hairdresser.

Checo: (to Max) Got any photos?

Max: I've got a photo of you in a minute with your cock nailed to the desk.

———

Max: (answering a knock at his door) Listen, if you are not a prostitute or a pizza guy, fuck off! (to Checo) Checo, listen, could you eat or fuck whatever's at the door on your fucking way out, please?

———

Max: (On the phone to Christian) How can I be held responsible? What, for what? I've created a what around the paddock? I've created a vibe? Listen, son, the only fucking vibe you have to worry about is the one that your wife hides in her knicker drawer.

———

Charles: Well done Max

George: He's very impressive, isn't he? In the way that, you know, Chairman Mao was actually quite impressive.

Lewis: Well that's the thing about the evil, isn't it, their amazing work ethic.

———

Max: Forgive and forget. That's my motto.

Daniel: I thought your motto was 'Who fucks wins' or 'Honi soit qui Max y fuck'.

———

Sebastian: OK people, I'd like to start this session with a question: when is a party not a party?

Fernando: When it's at your house?

———

Fernando: I'm on my own here, there's no one quite like me. Not here, not any more.

Lance: Yeah. You're the last VHS in Oxfam. They won't take them anymore, I've tried. Seasons 1 to 5 of The X-Files, nothing, can't give them away.

———

Daniel: (on the phone to Charles) You are not going to try and talk me down off a ledge, are you? Because, I've got to tell you, I'm really tired and the pavement looks like a nice, warm, splatty bed right now.

———

[hyperfixiation-of-the-week]

Everybody look at this , this is my favorite art ive ever posted here okay this is my magnum-o-piss

I like Benny and I think he should crossdress because gender norms dont mean anything in the wastelands and a man likes to feel fancy sometimes Anyways i started this with the center drawing of Benny in a flapper dress but……..then I just couldnt stop and so……..I ended up drawing a massive blingeesque-hellscape collage.

Feat. special guest appearances from Yes Man and Swank  

[resol-losed]

I WANT TO MATING PRESS MORIKAZE I WANT TO HUFF MORIBRAP I WANT TO DRINK MORIPISS I WANT TO SLAP MORIKAZE WITH A FLY SWATTER I WANT TO SNIFF HIS STITCHES I WANT TO EAT MORIKAZE'S ROTTING FLESH SCRAPS I WANT TO FIND NEW BODY PARTS FOR MORIKAZE WHEN THE OLD ONES FALL APART I WANT TO GIVE MORIKAZE MY TYPE O+ BLOOD SOHECAN SURVIVE THE BODY PART GRAFTING I WANT TO RUN A HOTEL WITH MORIKAZE I WANT TO BURN MORIKAZE AND EAT HIS FLESH I WANT TO MASSAGE MORIKAZE AND GIVE HIS A HAPPY ENDING I WANT TO REVERSE COWGIRL MORIKAZE I WANT TO HAVE ATHREESOME WITH MORIKAZE AND IRYS I WANT TO FORCE MORIKAZE TO PLUG AND PLAY WITH ME I WANT TO COOM INSIDE MORIKAZE I WANT TO TAKE PARTS OFF OF MORIKAZE SO I CAN MAKE HIS A SIBLING I WANT TO SHOOT MORIKAZE WITH A .44 MAGNUM 6 TIMES I WANT TO SCREAM INTO MORIKAZES ROTTING PUSSY I WANT TO BATHE IN HIS BILE I WANT TO BRUSH MORIKAZE TEETH I WANT TO WIPE THE BLOOD OFF OF MORIKAZE AND DRINK IT I WANT MORIKAZE TO WRAP ME IN HIS TONGUE AND BEAT ME UP I WANT TO IMPREGNATE MORIKAZE THEN KICK HIS STOMACH TO KILL RHE BABY I WANT MORIKAZE TO POUNCE ON ME I WANNA LEWD MORIKAZE WHILEHEIS ON THE LIE DETECTOR I WANT MORIKAZE TO SCREAM IN MY EARS AND CHASE ME THROUGH A MANSION I WANT TO POP WITH MORIKAZE I WANT TO POP IN MORIKAZES PUSSY I WANT TO SKATEBOARD WITH MORIKAZE I WANT TO SHOWER WITH MORIKAZE I WANT TO IMPREGNATE MORIKAZES ARMPITS I WANT TO INFECT MORIKAZE WITH A VIRUS AND WATCH HIS MUTATE I WANT TO PUNCH MORIKAZE IN THE RIBS I WANT TO MAKE SHEEP NOISES IN MORIKAZES EARS I WANT TO GET CRUSHED BY MORIKAZE I WANT TO SOLVE MATH PROBPEMS WITH MORIKAZE I WANT TO SKULLFUCK MORIKAZE I WANT MORIKAZE TO SIT ON MY FACE I WANT TO LIGHT MORIKAZE ON FIRE WITH A MOLOTOV COCKTAIL I WANT TO BRING MORIKAZE TO AN ESCAPE ROOM AND JUST FUCK HIS I WANT TO SET OFF A CAR ALARM TO SUMMON A HORDE OF MORIKAZES I WANT TO DRINK MORIKAZE PISS I WANT TO BATHE MORIKAZE I WANT TO ERECT A STATUE FOR MORIKAZE I WANT TO EAT THE NAGGOTS OUT OF MORIKAZES PUSSY I WANT TO SHOWED WITH MORIKAZE'S PISS I WANT TO BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF HIM FOR LOOKING AT ANOTHER MAN I WANT MORIKAZE TO SIT ON MY FACE AND FART

I WANT MORIKAZE TO SLOWLY REMOVE MY LIMBS WITH A PENCIL I WANT TO MULTIPLY MORIKAZE I WANT TO DERIVE HIS MORIPUSSY I WANT TO POUND MORIKAZE SO HARD HIS LIMBS FALL OFF I WANT TO PLAY APEX WITH MORIKAZEI WANT TO SLOWLY TAKE OFF HIS STITCHES I WANT LOOK FOR A WAY TO REVIVE MORIKAZE I WANT TO CLONE MORIKAZE AND USE HIS CLONES TO TAKE OVER THE WORLD I WANT TO CREATE A BUNCH OF ROBOTS FOR MORIKAZE CLONES TO FIGHT I WANT TO FUCK MORIKAZE IN THE MISSIONARY POSITION I WANT TO HAVE BEASTIALITY SEX WITH MORIKAZE I WANT TO BURY MORIKAZE ALIVE THEN DIG HIM UP I WANT TO ANAL THE MORIKAZE I WANT A CLEAVLAND STEAMER FROM THE MORIKAZE I WANT TO RAISE A FAMILY WITH MORIKAZE I WANT TO ENVY MORIKAZE BABY I WANT TO LIVE A NICE ISLAMIC LIFE WITH MORIKAZE I WANT TO CHEAT ON MORIKAZE WITH HIS OWN MOTHER AND FORCE MORIKAZE TO WATCH I WANT TO WASH MORIKAZES HANDS I WANT TO INFLATE MORIKAZE WITH MY CUM I WANT TO BUILD HIM A NEW HOME I WANT TO RIP MORIKAZES HAND OFF AND GIVE MYSELF A HANDJOB I WANT TO LICK MORIKAZES NEW HANDS I WANT TO STEAL MORIKAZE'S LEGS I WANT MORIKAZE TO DRIVE ME AROUND I WANT TO CROSS THE BORDER WITH MORIKAZE I WANT MORIKAZE TO CHOKE ME OIT WITH HIS THIGHS I WANT TO TAKE MORIKAZE TO DISNEYLAND I WANT MORIKAZE TO CALL ME A NAUGHTY BOY I WANT CHOP DOWN TREES WITH MORIKAZE I WANT TO READ MORIKAZE'S PI I WANT TO HAVE A THREESOME WITH MORIKAZE I WANT TO LICK MORIKAZE'S TEARS I WANNA PUT MORIKAZES EYES IN A COCKTAIL DRINK I WANT TO TOUCH MORIEYES I WANT TO YAB WITH XOOMKAZE I WANT MORIKAZE TO CHARGE RIFLE PISS IN MY MOUTH I WANT MORIKAZE TO CALL ME DADDYI WANT TI USE MORIKAZES SHITTY MIC 9 PARTS VODKA 4 PARTS GRAPE FRUIT DRINK FREEZE OVERNIGHT SERVE IN PLASTIC I WANT MORIKAZE TO BITE ME I WANT TO LICK MORIKAZES SWEAT I WANT MORIKAZE TO SNAP MY SPINE LIKE A TWIG I WANT TO BRING MORIKAZE TO THE GYM TO HEAR HIS BED VOICE I WANT MORIKAZE TO EAT MY EARS THEN WHISPER ARA ARA I WANT TO BE CHOKED OUT BY MORIKAZES ROTTEN THIGHS I WANT MORIKAZE TO LIFT ME AND SLAM ME INTO THE GROUND I WANT MORIKAZE TO SCREAM WHILE PLAYING THE DRUMS I WANT TO SURVIVE AN APOCALYPSE I WANT TO POP MORIKAZES CHERRY I WANT MORIKAZE TO CHOKE ME OUT WITH HIS THICC THIGHS I WANNA FEED MORIKAZE PROTEIN I WANT TO TEACH MORIKAZE RUSSIAN I WANT TO SEND MORIKAZE TO THE GAS CHAMBER I WANT TO POG-GASM WITH MORIKAZE I WANT TO PUT MORIKAZE IN THE BOSTON CRAB AND MAKE HIS TAP OUT I WANT TO GERMAN SUPLEX MORIKAZE WITH MORIKAZE I WANT TO YAB WITH MORIKAZE I WANT TO GHOST HUNT WITH MORIKAZE I WANT MORIKAZE TO POSSESS MY PP FOR PEEIN ON HIS HOUSE I WANT TO THROW MORIKAZE OFF OF A 8 STORY BUILDING ONTO A BURNING TABLE I WANT I WANT TO EAT A WORM OUT OF MORIKAZES ASSHOLE MORIKAZE TO EAT MY BRAIN AND COCK SO I CAN COOMKAZE

STOP WHY AM I GETTING INFECTED WITH MY GIRLFRIENDS MORIKAZE VIRUS GET OUT GET OUT

[autogynecologist]

it's my finest work, they like my magnum opus

i pee in their mouth, they like my magnum o piss

[obsessedwvampbois]

𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐮𝐤𝐚𝐦𝐢’𝐬, 𝐓𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐤𝐢’𝐬 & 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐇𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧:

ℝ𝕦𝕜𝕚 𝕄𝕦𝕜𝕒𝕞𝕚

the only time he dresses in a costume in for role play fun

bank on the s/o to get him to dress up

he expects some kind of payment in return

suuuuper basic ~sexy job~ outfit

he will put money into so he doesn’t give the the Sakamaki’s Ayato any ammunition

it’s only the night after when you debate whether dressing up was a good idea

𝕂𝕠𝕦 𝕄𝕦𝕜𝕒𝕞𝕚

the most likely to take this seriously out of anyone, be prepared to be shamed

pending on the ‘costume of the year’ he will either follow or…

an iconic pop culture throw back

surprise surprise, it’s a couples costume, no questions asked

he will be in character most of the time and you will too

𝕐𝕦𝕞𝕒 𝕄𝕦𝕜𝕒𝕞𝕚

probably the creature (Frankenstein’s monster)

he already has dirty, torn up clothes from gardening so no effort there

Ruki will correct him that he is ‘the creature’ and not Frankenstein

and he ignores that and says he’s Frankenstein anyway

𝔸𝕫𝕦𝕤𝕒 𝕄𝕦𝕜𝕒𝕞𝕚:

male witch / warlock

its just an excuse to carry around a knife

"eve you want to see my blood magic?"

stole the robes from one of his brothers so that's why it doesn't fit

mummy was already taken, I'm trying to add variety here

ℂ𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕒 𝕋𝕤𝕦𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕚

he finds the whole event amusing enough to take part

probably some obscure old reference to a painting

“how do you not know this masterpiece of *insert artist here* it’s their magnum opus?”

can’t find any good costume pics soz

𝕊𝕙𝕚𝕟 𝕋𝕤𝕦𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕚

surprisingly he will take the piss and be some sort of meme

I refuse to believe he would actually be a werewolf for Halloween

and I ended up picking a costume that’s still a dog, help

“hey this meme is still funny right? Laugh at my costume human or it’s the dungeon.”

𝕂𝕚𝕟𝕠

i know it’s obvious but it’s has to be video games

probably whatever survival horror game is popular

resident evil, silent hill, evil within, you name it

soooooo haha tall lady game either as Ethan or Heisenberg pending on the effort

[thenextchapterbegins]

To that he just laughs a bit. "Verosika I didn't even want to be the real me anymore. Its why I changed. Do you want to know what the REAL me was doing before I started whoring myself out?" He takes a moment to think trying to recall a certain event. "Alright this is what REAL me did. Before I met you. I was..hiding out in an abandoned building that I had turned into my...creative process as my persona. Im sure what was it a few decades ago. You must have heard the news of strange killings? Before they got trade marked by the playwright killer. this is ofc before I went public when I did my magnum opus a few years ago."

"I was still working on my craft i hadn't entirely figured out my modus operai as I believe its called or my signature but this was the time when I finally did. I believe I was basing the kill off a shakespear play Hamlet the famous scene with the skull. Which I had from a previous victim. Before when my killings weren't as personal I based killings off famous known plays and theatres when I started killing again after the fiasco at ozzies thanks for that by the way you were one of the people there to...relight that flame." He says with an almost dark smile.

"So..i had a target. Some shit for lord wannabe overlord who thought he was gonna be the next kingpin in imp city. Knew his routine, knew his favorite outings, etc. waited for a night. No one ever looks up, he took a spot for a piss in some shitty alleyway after a night out in this bar he owned. Climbed/ jumped down. Now when your killing and you want to pose them afterwards its important not to drain them too much of their blood which I would use with my magic to lock them. So typically i'd go straight for the heart, quite easy when they don't expect you."

"It was easy this fuck didnt even know how to fight. Barely a struggle I always like to watch them just as that light left their eyes. knowing what just did them in...after that I took the time to pose the body, write a message in blood placed the skull and BAM. Next day front papers. My own column."

"That my dear verosika is what i did, what I was, and who I was hiding for..a good maybe half decade I did this, then I disappeared reinvented myself dropped the o started acting a different way, no one saw my face I wore a mask dressed like I was in a masquerade. The idea that it was a hellborn a serial killer the most feared of the time. Because anyone can kill but to kill and cause FEAR TRUE FEAR. that is hard..and I hid that part of me. You never knew the real me verosika I was by your own words a fake...the real me would have terrified you."

"and when ozzies came that facade shatterd it was already failing but it finally did and my killings started again, until my magnun opus which allowed me to ascend...now I'm too busy running a city to go on spree's anymore. But I will say this. I am not a good person vero for a great many things. But my killings were always this targeting those who belittled, treated and acted against my people. They thought they were untouchable until I made them dance on my strings and ALL OF IT. Was till eventually I killed someone deemed impossible to kill so I could rise and actually begin to do something concrete."

He shrugs. "Horrific monster with noble intentions. Like a dark play almost." He chuckles softly. "also vero. you GET why I did what I did. you don't know the WHY. Not even that explanation is the WHY.

"I can only offer this, I am sorry for making you feel how you felt that was never the intention but I don't regret doing it if I had to do it again i'd at least try and pick someone who wouldn't be so hurt by it at least. "

"So your really going all out. pop star to a rock/metal star." He takes a moment to lean back his head and really take in the full outfit. "I like it better, but don't let my opinion make you wish to toss it out and burn it on the stake. Would be a waste of good cloth."

"Not like I'm doing this for you, but if I had to guess... you can't stand that I'm wearing it better than you could~" she teased trying to get a rise out of him.

"If you want to actually look good I know some people who could deal with thst outfit."

[woodox-earthtaurus]

This kind of post is the kind of thing that just pisses me off. You don't like the show anymore? Great, stop watching & just interact as a fan like more than half of the HP fan base does. You don't like what the fandom does either? 🙃 Don't interact with the fandom anymore then.

But I can put up a counter for every single thing here.

<a reason why many people left. i mean they didn’t even have 5 million viewers on the possible last episode ever. kinda low. you’d expect more to tune in for one last (?) time. and i’ve heard that some people had low expectations for that episode as well,> 🤦 First, where did you here that last one cause otherwise that's rumors churned up by CBS and TV journos for a story. Second, have y'all forgotten that we're still in a global pandemic where people are financially struggling? Maybe they cut their extortionate bills from cable to save that 💰 for something more important. I cut my cable long before MacGyver was airing. Maybe they only watch through a streaming service like I do, which means 'no live video' ie no watching finales when they air. Did that not occur to anyone?

<just the fault of the entire cancelation, the story could’ve been played out so well but it was b o r i n g.> 🤣 Does the name Lenkov ring a bell? Cause he wrote half of season 5 & produced several episodes as well despite being fired back in July. It's weird how not being able to control the narrative of your own show affects the episodic direction. She was also told at the last second -without warning- that the show was cancelled. They cold called her to inform her of the cancellation. You wanna talk rude? THAT'S RUDE. So Macer had to reshoot the finale to make it a series ender.

<spam CBS’ stories when there’s something about magnum p.i., so don’t ask me about that again or complain why i didn’t participate there. i find it kinda rude actually. other shows are not at fault and it’s not right to get them into this mess.> ➡⏩Except that's not accurate. Thus far, they've renewed every show with more than 1 season except NCIS Nola & MacGyver. Inc Survivor and Big Brother. 😤 ALSO, if this was about Lenkov or the writing, Magnum should've been axed too. The creator of MacGyver, Lee David Zlotoff was an EP on the rebooted show. So was Winkler, & both were producers on the original.

Furthermore, the other Friday night shows didn't do all that better than MacGyver for most of the season. Then both Magnum PI (& Blue Bloods) got renewed despite the numbers. As for those shows, let's see. NCIS and Blue Bloods have an almost entirely white cast. There's Ncis:la with ll cool j, who attacked his own community over our VP. BULL with Weatherly, who's been accused of interacting with female costars inappropriately. Yeah, ViacomCBS those are stellar choices so far. Cause then subsidiary CBS follows that by cancelling ncis:Nola and MacGyver, both of whose main casts are roughly 50% POC. 😒👎

Good talk.

[nightcxty]

silverv out of context (x) - silverv week [free day] edition

[hetawrite]

Hello how are you to day? Good, good. If you can could you do some hetalia headcanons for the main 8 (not including America or including him if you want to) as well as Prussia, Romano, Spain, and Canada that have a American S/O that uses a lot of Meme slang (like Yeet or Salty or Shook or Mood you get the picture) and the countries are just like 'WTF are they saying?!' and because of it they have to try and explain it, Key word TRY. Sorry if this is to long, thanks for read this have a good day.

My day is good, thanks. I think I quite enjoy writing headcanons like this. And no problem for a long ask. Just means you have something more specific in mind!

1p!England

"I am shooketh"

Pardon? You were drinking some hot chocolate, reading on your phone. He'd ask if you were alright. His mind would assume you’re scared, or got shivers from a ghost walking through you.

“Did you just have an Encounter?”

This man is high-strung so don’t laugh otherwise he’ll be offended and get rude. What an absolute brat. 

It’s meme slang, you tell him. “Love, I deal with enough slang on a regular basis. We don’t need any more.”

This guy is vaguely aware as he is exposed to America quite often and he himself is a London aware of changing tides, but he’s then he deems it ‘Improper’ and implores you not to use it too often.

1p!France

“He is being salty.”

He doesn’t know how to take this. That man on the TV is being irritating, but he can’t comprehend what you mean. 

This man is helpless with technology. If you show him the word meme, he will say “mee-mees”. He is uncultured in the ways of the internet.

You explain, and he just nods, but he doesn’t understand. He comprehend, but doesn’t understand. Barely ever.

This man basically embodies ‘old dogs can’t learn new tricks’.

1p!Canada

“You’re such a simp.”

“Only for you.” Awww, Canada, baby. 

Of course he knows. This boy is young in comparison to every other personification and he goes on the internet. 

He isn’t one for speaking in slang normally, only when someones being extra cringe or dissing someone. Boy is cultured but sassy.

He also has a folder of memes. Mostly saved from America, but now he knows you’ll understand them and won’t cringe at him, you will now get them when you’re apart. He wants to make you smile and if memes are the way to get deeper into your heart then so be it. America is literally supplying him with the hottest memes out there for free.

1p!Russia

“Cash me outside, how ‘bout that?”

He recognises it. It doesn’t click in his brain, but he remembers America shouting it at some point. Just like you’re doing because he inconvenienced you. Please don’t fight him.

You can show it to him, but he isn’t all that interested. Internet culture doesn’t interest him. He doesn’t follow trends and only got Facebook because America insisted on making him an account. The dude only has a laptop for work and his phone has basically no app. His highest used is Tetris.

He’ll recognise things you say, but will mostly just give you a judging stare. Or maybe chuckle if you make a fool of yourself.

1p!China

“Yeet!”

Calm down, you’re being way too energetic about throwing that into the bin. 

He deals with all of his siblings at home, and then America at Big Work Meetings. He does not want to have it from you.

This man needs chillness in his life, consistency. He hates hecticness. So you throwing shit and shouting will get on his nerves before he tells you to pack it in. 

Yeah, he’s too grouchy for this stuff.

1p!Italy

“Is this a bird?”

“That’s a butterfly...” He doesn’t get it. He has watched a few animes, that’s what happens when you’re friends with Japan. And America. And Prussia. And also Romano because it’s his guilty pleasure so he may catch on to what you’re saying.

He’ll also understand other memes you say, but he doesn’t find them themselves funny. He just actually enjoys watching your expressions to it and your enthusiasm. 

He works off other peoples happiness, so seeing that grin of yours whilst you imitate gives him the butterflies in his stomach. 

He will try though to pepper some in if you are a user of memes in your language. He wants to pick them up to make you smile. He’s such a cutie-pie UwU.

1p!Germany

“Ah yes, stonks.”

No, these are the finances, honey. They’re not-oh... now he’s slightly disappointed as he looks at you from over his glasses.

Prussia is energetic about his memes, and Germany will often be ‘gifted’ with them. Sometimes, he’ll read through them but often he’ll scroll through them all. His brother spams. Heavily.

You may get lucky sometimes if it’s an animal meme to make him smile, or exhale sharply through his nose, but Germany doesn’t often find them funny. 

Like Italy, he’ll smile if your positively thrilled with it.

1p!Japan

“That is a juicy boy.”

Oh, thank you, s/o. He’s happy you’re enjoying the meal he made you.

He knows memes. This man watches anime. He has every social media account on all platforms. He will smile, he will partake in some fine dining that is the dank meme section of the internet. 

They’re mostly the anime version of a meme. He doesn’t really enjoy edgy humour, and while a Danny DeVito meme about magnum dong is mildly humorous, it just isn’t his sip of tea.

He’ll say memes out-loud in the same room as you sometimes, in that deadpan voice of his, which always makes it ten times funnier. Even his commentary of anime that you’re watching a rerun of will have memes in it. And if you say you’re watching an anime and got to this specific episode, you bet he’ll pull up his neatly made folders on his phone for that anime and send it. He appreciates that you like that type of humour.

1p!Prussia

“That is a sweaty boi.”

Dat boi? Dat boi! Prussia is a people pleaser at heart and a goofball so of course he knows memes. This man has a large following on the internet, he makes a living off people enjoying his content!

As soon as you spill the proverbial bag of you liking memes, he will spam. His line of thinking is often, “Hahaha, this is hilarious. S/o may also find this funny. I will send it to them!” And if there’s one meme on that website with him scrolling hours at a time, you will get sent at least like 30 in an hour.

He will try his darnedest to make you laugh, so you will get a specific meme made about anyone you know too just to see you in tears over it.

“I have an army.” He sends you a picture of England. “We have a Germany.” Yeah, it’s that MCU meme of Loki and RDJ... Sometimes he’s not that funny, but A+ for effort!

1p!Romano

“One does not simply--”

Yeah, he knows what you;re going to say and rolls his eyes. If it’s anything too cringe, he will laugh at you and take the piss. But he will not hesitate to make an edgy or self deprecating meme.

Romano is ‘do as I say, not as I do’ type of person, and also never call him out for his hypocrisy. He will get snooty with you.

But he does enjoy them even though it doesn’t seem like it. He enjoys seeing you happy about them so as long as you’re shameless and don’t take his elbow digging to heart it’s all fine. 

Don’t call him out for laughing at whatever meme you say or send, as he will get defensive and annoyed with you. Imagine edgy teenager ‘I’m not like everyone else!’.

1p!Spain

“Pepe the frog.”

He partakes in a bit of memeing. He enjoys it. He’s got you.

But boy does he like the incomprehensible ones. Where the pictures highly saturated and has a couple of nonsense words put across it not lined up. He is cracking up at it.

Normal ones are fine too, but it’s either Facebook mum ones or weird incomprehensible. No in between. He doesn’t get that deep on the internet to understand the ones with context.

[dustedandsocial]

Top Several Hundred Records of 2020

My Top 11: 1. Slum Of Legs - Slum Of Legs (Harbinger Sound / Spurge) 2. Oily Boys - Cro Memory Grin (Cool Death) 3. Model Home - SE (Future Times) 4. Valentina Magaletti & Marlene Ribeiro - due matte (Commando Vanessa / Horn of Plenty <O) 5. Kris & Tavi - Kris & Tavi (Misophonia) 6. Still House Plants - Fast Edit (Bison) 7. None - Khneï Khneï Thnacapata Thnacapata (Unknown Precept) 8. Rychlicki / Kostkiewicz - Zapis (Absolute Fiction / Maternal Voice) 9. Rosso Polare - Lettere Animali (Klammklang) 10. Patois Counselors - The Optimal Seat (ever/never) 11. Impatiens - Scene At The River (Altered States) Favorite 20 That Weren't My Top 11: 12. Irma Vep - Embarrassed Landscape (Gringo) 13. FRKSE - Desecration Anxiety II (Iron Lung) 14. Merula - Sleep (Men Scryfa) 15. Al Karpenter - If We Can't Dream, They Can't Sleep!! (ever/never) 16. BbyMutha - Muthaland (the muthaboard) 17. Pose Dia - Front View (Bureau B) 18. SIR E.U - Midnight Train To Velvet (Self-Released) 19. Nightshift - Nightshift (Cusp) 20. Massicot - Kratt (Harbinger Sound / Spurge / Bongo Joe / Red Wig) 21. Alessandra Novaga - I Should Have Been a Gardener (Die Schachtel) 22. Zeroh - BLQLYTE (Leaving) 23. Swallow - Body Horror (ANA) 24. Pink Siifu & Fly Anakin - FlySiifu's (Lex) 25. Balans - Sam pravm (Kapa) 26. Bruch - The Fool (Trost / Cut Surface) 27. P22 - Human Snake (Post Present Medium) 28. ovrkast. - Try Again (do more.) 29. Chapelier Fou - Méridiens (Ici d'ailleurs) 30. Schisms - Speech Copy Rap Master (Fort Evil Fruit) 31. Új Bála - How the Cookie Crumbles (Czaszka Records)

Mozo Mozo - Mozo Mozo (Epileptic Media) Orion Moustache - EP02 (Noorden) Mentira! - Mentira! (Harbinger Sound) Leyden Jars - Gone (Outer Reaches) Last Call At Nightowls - Ask the Dust (Subsound) Gaffer - Gaffer (Helta Skelta) Inturist (Интурист) - Action! (Incompetence) Директор Всего (The CEO of Everything) - Самый занятой гражданин (Doing Great Music) Christos Chondropoulos - On Nature (12th Isle) Uptown XO - Culture Over Corporate  (1 Force United) Lichen Gumbo - Altered Village (Ikuisuus ‎/ Jumatsuga ‎/ Lal Lal Lal) The Worms - Back To The Bog (Hidden Bay) Kneeling In Piss - Music for Peasants EP (Anyway) Taste - Rope In The Closet ( If Society / Half Bear Half Cat / Roge Records) Flogging A Dead One Horse Town - Old Scum EP (MUZAI) BIG $ILKY (Psalm One & Angel Davanport) - BIG $ILKY Vol. 2 (Self-Released) Dame Area - La Soluzione É Una (Màgia Roja / B.F.E Records) Enir Da - Silence (Too Soon Tapes) Obnox - Savage Raygun (ever/never) Mike Cooper - Playing With Water (Room40) Nape Neck - Nape Neck (Self-Released) S.U.V. - Neoliberal Folk Songs II (Otomatik Muziek) Patrick Shiroishi - Descension (Thin Wrist Recordings) Pink Siifu - NEGRO (Self-Released) En Attendant Ana - Juillet (Trouble In Mind) Sergei Demin - Not Music Of The Day (Klammklang) Brandy - The Gift Of Repetition (Total Punk) Nyx Nótt - Aux Pieds De La Nuit (Melodic) Bearer - Precincts (ANA) Norms - Háború és fű (Mindig Otthon Punk Discs) Vertical Slump - Oubliette (Blank Editions) Lau Nau - Själö (With Sound Environments by Janne Laine) (Fonal) Model Home - One Year (Disciples) WOW - Falene (Maple Death) Santa Sprees - Sum Total of Insolent Blank (Leapantique) Edd Sanders - Sun Bleached & Hollow (Cadmus) Charlemagne Palestine - Ffroggssichorddd (Staalplaat) Loopsel - Loopsel EP (Mammas Mysteriska Julebox) Kuupuu - Plz Tell Me (KRAAK) (I forget whether I put the oriinal version of this on my year-end list last year. Here it is again though) QQ - Vanguard Youth (Skrot Up) DJ Speedsick - (All Releases) Armand Hammer - Shrines (Backwoodz Studioz) Lewsberg - In This House (12XU) Ubiquitous Meh! - Fecund With Love (Buried Treasure / Damnsonic) Schulverweis - Suppe (Neoprimitive) La Chasse - Meretrix ∕ Doloris (Donnez-moi du feu) No - Vol. 1 (Faustian Haus) David Nance - Staunch Honey (Trouble In Mind) Hun Bed - Brood I (Het Generiek) Młody Kotek & Niemy Dotyk - New Age Speedball (Enjoy Life) Aurat - Zeher (Etang Brulant) Addict Ameba - Panamor (Black Sweat) Sunset Flips - Between Two Sheds (Altered States) Small Bills (E L U C I D & The Lasso) - Don't Play It Straight (Mello Music Group) Nail Club - Collected Methods (Hot Releases) Maximum Ernst - Time Delay Safe (ever/never) Tim Hicks X The Dirty Church - Bullets (Humble Monarch) Lord Jah-Monte Ogbon - GOD Body & Soul Side B (Self-Released) Red Bennies - Futurist, Nihilist Post-Rock, Cyberpunk, Anti-Humanist Music (Chthonic) Tsap - Flickering Lyghte In Campsite (Altered States) Latex Cop - Privacy Policy (Cadmus Tape) Ka - Descendants of Cain (Iron Works) Violent Quand On Aime - The Movie Star (Simple Music Experience) Flaner Klespoza - Przygody i tajemnice (Nagrania Somnambuliczne) Budokan Boys - So Broken Up About You Dying (ever/never) Datblygu - Cwm Gwagle (Ankstmusik) Pays P. - Pays P. (Gravity Music) Somaticae - Amesys (In Paradisum) Kipp Stone - Homme (Self-Released) Sada Baby - Bartier Bounty 2 Tribalism3 - April on Mars (Collectif Coax) Men With Secrets - Psycho Romance and Other Spooky Ballads (The Bunker) Brainbeau - Infinite Ways (Good Samaritron) Landowner - Consultant (Born Yesterday) Jay & Yuta - Condemned Compilations (Research) Machine Woman - Dj Dolfin Snare 808 Machine (Take Away Jazz) Slowburn - Folketro (momeatdadrecords) Twinkle³ - Minor Planets (Marionette) Unglee Izi - notice & initiation au monde alterné T.1 (Lost Dogs Entertainment) Sick Urge - Structures of Domination (Puukotus-Levyt) German Army - Pulling at Principles (Flophouse) NAPPYNAPPA - IFEELJUSTLYKTHEIRART (Bad Taste) Social Stomach + Body Shame - Split (Bento) Pacific Yew - Squeeze Demo (Hot Record Societe) Isabella - Magnetica (Ehse) Trrma´ & Charlemagne Palestine - Sssseegmmeentss Frrooom Baaari (Jazz Engine) Astute Palate - Astute Palate (Petty Bunco / Eternal Soundcheck) Axel Larsen - Les Éléments Du Crime (Macadam Mambo) Post Spiderhole Ensemble - False Alarms and Excess Baggage (Kitchen Leg) Cash Kidd - No Socks Senyawa & Stephen O'Malley - Bima Sakti (iDEAL Recordings) Henny L.O. - Sages (Mutant Academy) True Sons Of Thunder - It Was Then That (Total Punk) Tim Gick - Não Há Laranja ∕ Scrying Glass Eye (Working Man Lay Down) Junk Magic - Compass Confusion (Pyroclastic Records) Person of Interest - All Tomorrows Parties (Exotic Dance) Pumice - Table (Soft Abuse) Max Nordile - Building A Better Void (Gilgongo) Mrs. Dink + Magnum Opus - Mrs. Dink / / Magnum Opus  (Soil) Swamp Harbour (Stinkin Slumrok, Bisk, & Sam Zircon) - Swamp Harbour (Blah) Camden Malik - Understand Me (10k) Heckadecimal - Critters (Kajunga) Geld - Beyond The Floor (Iron Lung) Drakeo the Ruler & JoogSzn - Thank You For Using GTL Senketsu No Night Club - 沈丁花 (Signora Ward) Jef Mertens - NO AMP (291) Tomaga ‎– Extended Play 2 (Self-Released) [R.I.P. Tom Relleen] Boldy James & The Alchemist - The Price Of Tea In China Shoreline Mafia - Mafia Bidness pisse - LP (Phantom / Harbinger Sound) Reymour ‎– Sarabande A Deux (CAF?) Goldblum - Goldblum (Het Generiek) Phil Struck - Schleswig-Holstein Aufnahmen (Séance Centre) Maths Balance Volumes - A Year Closer (Penultimate Press) Body Double - Milk Fed (Zum Audio) Low Flung - Oil in the Mangroves (Bedroom Suck) Chris Crack - White People Love Algorithms (New Deal Collectives) Krypton 81 - Tranquility Base EP (Dalmata Daniel) Akai Solo - Ride Alone, Fly Together (Break All Records) Gad Whip - Fanimal Arms (Gad Whip Recordings) Tygapaw - Get Free (NAAFI) Pamela_ and her sons - Pink Room (Self-Released) Etceteral - Ama-Gi (Kapa Records) Ghostie - Self Hate Wraith (Self-Released) Young Nudy - Anyways DrxQuinnx & Chase Baby - God Gooch & Blue Jesus EP (Bit Tape) Museum Of No Art - Museum of No Art (Séance Centre) Terrible Signal - The Window (Heart of the Rat) Bambi OFS - Yakka (B.F.E Records / Subsist) Zarabatana - Cum Raio (tsss tapes) Soberin Exx - Normal Islands (Liquid Library) Sylvain Darrifourcq, Manuel Hermia, Valentin Ceccaldi - Kaiju Eats Cheeseburgers (Full Rhizome / Hector) Günter Schlienz + Jeans Beast - Split (Econore) Hasufel - Lamentations of the Foul High Priest (So Called Hell) Delphine Dora - L’Inattingible (Three:four / Meakusma) Suburban Cracked Collective - Swimming Amongst The Dregs (A Colourful Storm) Military Genius - Deep Web (Unheard Of Hope) Mesa Of The Lost Women - Les Tables Noires (Specific) Ferocious (Bill Direen, Mark Williams, & Johannes Contag) - Ferocious (Rattle) Domestiques - Vol. 1 (Glass Modern) gogoj a.k.a Sheng Jie - oviparity (Maybe Noise / WV Sorcerer Productions) Midnight Mines - Live From The Mystery Plane (Independent Woman) Muro - Pacificar (Beach Impediment) Satan - Toutes Ces Horreurs (Jungle Khôl / Throatruiner) Scarlatine - Mimosa (Le Syndicat Des Scorpions) Vanligt Folk - Allt E'nte (Kess Kill) VOLE - Dej Bůh Pěstí (Stoned To Death) Upsidedown Flames - Creeps At Shows EP (Fuck Yoga) Zurich Cloud Motors - Do More Than Deconstruct​-​o (Zazen Tapes)

Buncha other records

Sweeping Promises record wasn't that good though. But if you guys like it when people take singing seriously, you should check out some of this music called "R&B"

[orange-waterfalls]

I'm Havin' Feelings Fer Ye

Captain Magnum x gender neutral!reader

@lovefor-xreaders ty for the prompt!

A/N: Guess who has no life and wrote an entire 2,000 word fanfic all in one day? THIS ASSHOLE! im so fucking bored guys, please, this is all I have. Send prompts. Uh... Rated T for cursing and violence. I think mostly angst, fluff at the end.

Word Count: 2.3k

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You danced around the ship with some of the other crewmates to shanties the captain sang. You found treasure! You actually found treasure! You had honestly expected to die at some point… but you didn't! And you found treasure! That was wonderful! You were starting to think the heist wasn't such a bad idea! Even though Mark's… gone… you'd be alright! You had treasure! You'd be alright…

Captain Magnum watched you as you danced around, a smile present on your face. It made him feel all weird inside… he'd lived long enough to know what love feels like… probably. This was not it… he didn't think… he honestly didn't know. But when he watched you spin and kick your feet and laugh… he felt real happy…

You danced for a while before you eventually got tired and sat down, panting. The captain and the crew were messing with the treasure. Picking it up and letting it fall back into the chest, examining it, biting it…

These people were weird…

You held out your hands for your share of the treasure, since you were being patient. He looked to you and set a small coin in your hand, curling your fingers and patting them. You squinted at him, wondering if he's actually serious. He seemed to be, since he headed to his quarters immediately after. You frowned, looking at the coin. You'd talk to him about that later…

Captain Magnum felt a bit bad about only giving you a coin. What else was he supposed to do? You might've left if he gave you more treasure! He couldn't have that! Then again… that seemed a bit manipulative… eh, you'd be fine. He sat down in his chair and thought about you.

You were an enigma to him.

He'd felt this way before… but it was so… prominent this time… why was he so fond of you? It's not like you were special! You just had beautiful skin and sparkly eyes and the most stunning smile he'd ever seen and...

Goddamnit, he was in love…

He sighed, wondering what he was going to do about this, when he heard a sharp knock at his door. He jumped a bit, not expecting anybody since it was pretty late. He stood up and walked over, opening the door. You were standing there with your arms crossed. He was going to greet you, but you looked pissed. He wondered why. Then, you held up the coin.

"Are you kidding?" You asked accusingly. "I'm your first mate, you trust me enough to choose where we go, and you give me this bullshit?" You started walking towards him. Despite the height difference, he felt a bit intimidated by you. He stepped back.

"Listen, I be th' cap'n. I already told ye, me share be more fair than others," he stated. You glared at him and he felt his stomach drop. "Ye knew wha' ye were gettin' into, ye can nah be angry," he crossed his arms. You sighed.

"Fine. Whatever," you mumbled as you left the cabin. He opened his mouth to apologize, but nothing came out. He closed his mouth again. You were already gone anyway. Nothing he could do about it now. He'd get some sleep and you'd be fine in the morning.

--

It had been a few days since you found the treasure. You weren't talking to Magnum. He kept glancing at you as you were swabbing the deck. Your smile was replaced with a frown. It was less of an angry frown and more of a sad frown, but it made him feel just as bad. He waited a while to talk to you because he didn't want to mess it up. He eventually decided that it was a good enough time to do so, and he walked over to you.

"Mornin', first mate! How did ye sleep?" He asked. You paused for a moment, but you didn't answer. "Uh... 'twas a bit windy last night, huh? Glad we got all th' loot inside..." you still didn't look up, but your frown got tighter. He patted his hands on his legs and sucked in a breath. "Wonderful weather we be havin'?" You finally stopped mopping and turn to him.

"What do you want?" You asked, exasperated. He frowned.

"Are ye okay? Ye seem upset…" he commented.

"Oh, no yeah I'm totally fine!" You scoffed. "My best friend's dead, the guy who killed him won't even bother giving me any sort of compensation, I may never see my family or friends again, but sure I'm fine." You stated, mopping vigorously. Magnum sighed and looked at your face. You looked like you were on the verge of tears. He opened and closed his mouth, trying to find the right words.

"I... I be sorry. I'll give ye more treasure if... If ye promise ye won't weigh anchor…" he finally managed. You stopped and turned to him slowly. His eyes widened. "No, no, no! Ye... I didn'... um…" he gulped as you raised an eyebrow at him.

"Uh-huh. Go on. I'm waiting." You demanded. He took a deep breath.

"I... I find ye endearin'... 'n I wants ye t' stay... wit' me... specifically." He said. Your face softened a bit, to his joy. He smiled.

"I… have people back home." You said. His smile fell. "I can't just… leave and… not tell them anything…"

"Then tell 'em! Write 'em a letter or somethin'! That would be fine!" He said desperately.

"What am I supposed to say? "Hey, guys! I eloped with a 7 foot tall pirate and am now sailing the seven seas as his first mate"?"

"...yes?" He said, unsure. You sighed and looked down. He held his breath, waiting for whatever you were going to say next.

"What am I supposed to tell his family?" You asked softly. He took a deep breath.

"I... I dunno. 'n... I be mighty, mighty sorry about wha' I did t' yer friend... But... I... I be... I reckon I be in love wit' ye…" he said shakily. You looked up at him, your eyes widened. You could see a tint of red on his suntanned cheeks. He avoided your eyes for a bit before you chuckled. He looked at you. You smiled at him warmly. He returned it.

"I…" you began, blushing. You were cut off by the sound of a cannon.

"Avast! Prepare to be boarded!" A voice boomed from above.

"Oh, God, not again," you whined. Magnum reached out to put a hand on your shoulder, but another cannonball whizzed past you two, making you fall in different directions.

"Ye hide. I'll take care o' this," he instructed. He unsheathed his sword as you hid behind a nearby barrel, watching him to see if he'd need any assistance.

"Who be thar? Show yourself, yellow-bellied cur!" He yelled. You blinked, processing what he said. "Yellow-bellied cur". Huh. That was new. You heard wood creaking behind you and ducked further behind the barrel. You slowly rose and saw a man standing in from of Magnum. He was taller than you and had an average build, and was wearing a pirate outfit. His clothes looked… cleaner and more fancy than Magnum's. He was holding a sword and had a peg leg.

"Who are ye callin' a yellow-bellied cur?" He said in a low, rough voice.

"Obviously you, shitlord!" You said, quickly covering your mouth with your hand afterwards. The man turned and looked at you. He raised an eyebrow, smirking. You suddenly felt… violated.

"Well, well, well. Wha' 'ave we here?" He chuckled. "I may jus' keep ye fer meself." You laid your hand on a revolver.

Magnum tightened his fist around the hilt of his sword and swung. The man blocked it and stumbled back.

"Ye lay a hand on them, ye're dead." He growled. The man smirked and tried to jab at his side. Magnum managed to block it in time. The two captains went on sword fighting for a couple minutes while you stayed behind the barrell. The other man's crew was on the ship fighting the rest of yours. You felt a bit useless, so you grabbed the revolver and aimed towards the other pirates. You grazed two in their legs, and nailed one in the shoulder. You lost track of Captain Magnum after a while. While you looked for him, you heard something land behind you. You yelped and spun around, seeing the invading captain.

"Ahoy thar, darlin'," he smirked at you. You held the revolver up to aim at him. He scoffed. "C'mon, darlin'. Thar's no needs fer that. I won't hurt ye… Much."

"Go fuck yourself," you snarled.

"Such naughty language fer such a sweet thin'." He laughed. "I'll 'ave fun wit' ye."

"Oh, yeah, that doesn't sound creepy at all. Great," You sighed. He took a step towards you and you cock the gun. "Don't move, asshole." You warned.

"Oh, come on now." He chuckled. "We both know ye're too soft t' shoot me. So, why don't ye-" You shoot. The bullet hits him in the side. His eyes widened as he stared at you in disbelief.

"Something about me, captain," you set the gun down and walked over to him as he fell to the floor. "My best friend is dead. I'm feeling a bit pissed. And I have shot a man before." You got on one knee and leaned down next to his ear. "I'm not as soft as I look." You stood back up and walked back to the middle of the deck.

Captain Magnum was frantically walking around. The crew looked okay, so you sighed. The captain heard and spun towards you. He smiled widely as he ran over and enveloped you in a hug.

"Oh, thank Poseidon. Ye're okay. If I had lost ye I... I... I dunno wha' I'd do!" He stammered, petting your head. "Ye're okay, right?" You smiled and hugged him back.

"I'm alright, Captain," You whispered. He sighed and held you for a while before the previous first mate cleared his throat.

"'tis real touchin' 'n all, but we should prolly repair th' ship." He suggested. Magnum turned to him, glaring.

"Ye interrupted a bondin' moment t' tell me that?" He glowered. You bit your lip to keep from laughing. The crewmate opened his mouth to respond, but almost immediately closed it and started picking up pieces of wood. The other crewmates followed suit.

"We should help them," you declared. Magnum looked at you, his eyebrows knitted together.

"But do we 'ave t'?" He asked hopefully. You smiled and pulled away from him. Despite wearing a couple layers, he could feel the absence of your warmth. He sighed and helped clean up.

--

It took a while, but you all managed to clean up the deck. You'd probably need to buy more wood to repair the boat, but you figured it'd be fine. It was dark now and everyone had retired to their quarters. Except for you. You sat on the deck, staring up at the stars. Magnum left his quarters to check on you. He got worried when he saw you weren't asleep. He walked over to you, ruining the mood a bit with how loud he was. He dropped next to you with a loud creak of the floor. You didn't look at him.

"Ahoy," he greeted.

"Hi," you responded bluntly. You both sat there for a moment while he came up with things to say.

"Are ye okay?"

"Yep."

"Okay. That be good." Silence. "Wha' are ye doin'?"

"Just… stargazing."

"Okay. Why?"

"Felt like it."

"Oh." More silence. "Are ye thinkin' about 'im?"

"Yes."

"Do ye want t' talk about 'im?"

"No. Not tonight. Maybe another time."

"Ok... 'tis a tad cold tonight."

"Yeah. I guess so."

"Me cabin be th' warmest... If ye... Wanted t' sleep in thar... Wit' me... That would be alright…" You whipped you head towards him surprised. He noticed your panic. "Or not! That be fine too! I understand. Sorry fer botherin'. Goodnight!" He started to stand up, but you took his hand. He looked at your interlocked hands, flushed, then back at you.

"That would… that'd be fine." You said shakily. "I just… want to stay out here a bit longer."

"Ok," He nodded and plopped back down. You retracted your hand and tucked your knees to your chest, looking back up. He continued to look at you for a second, smiling, before looking back up. You chuckled.

"He loved space…"

--

Captain Magnum could listen to you talk for hours. You start talking about stars, then about Mark, then you get to talking about your other friends and family. He listened to everything you said because he knew it was important to you. You started to yawn after 45 minutes and you leaned on his arm. He froze in place, not wanting to bother you. Eventually, he looked down at you to see if you were asleep. Once he confirmed you were, he effortlessly lifted you up and carried you to his cabin. He gently set you on the large, warm bed. He wasn't planning on getting on it with you. You weren't there yet. You hadn't even told him you loved him back. He couldn't in good conscience get into a bed with you. He sat in his chair and looked at you. You were so…

"Gorgeous," he said under his breath. You cracked an eye open.

"Right back at you," you slurred. He blushed. You held out your arms. "Come into bed," he blushed deeper.

"No, I don't reckon I should…" He tried to say. You whined and he just couldn't. He stood up and carefully climbed into the bed with you, making sure to keep a bit of space between you two. That was pointless because you immediately turned over and snuggled into his chest. He gently moved his arms to embrace you tightly. He set a small kiss to your head and just lied there, wanting to treasure this moment.

Your eyes closed again as you heard him say "I love you". You smiled.

"I love you, too."

If I didn't say it before SEND PROMPTS

[taleofmuses]

Oh Juliet

O JULIET: I will write about my character’s feelings for yours.

“He’s as comfortable as it gets and asleep,” TC announced as he got ready to leave the house for his trailer. Juliet was about to offer for him to stay, but she knew he had customers in the morning and it would hinder him immensely, so she was well aware of his need to get a good nights sleep, unlike her. She worked, essentially from home whenever keeping the estate running and the other job, well it didn’t make much sense with Magnum out of commision for a while based on his multiple broken bones, concussion and lacerations. He would need a lot of help, too, so Juliet was not about to leave the house unless one of their other friends was here to help him. For tonight, it was just them. They placed him on the couch on purpose, the stairs being a bit much to handle just yet. He would get there again, he would heal.

For now, he was in Juliet’s care. She stepped a bit closer, to a chair where she had placed an extra blanket earlier, wordlessly. She ran her hand over it, the soft fabric grounding her a little bit. She had been terrified earlier. It had been another one of his terribly stupid stunts, like not long ago when he exchanged himself for her. Since then...she had found herself contemplating Magnum more and more. This time he quite literally jumped over the edge of a cliff, to grab a child and use his body as shield. The little girl had a few cuts, but it was Magnums body that got the broken bones, successfully shielding her from the brunt of everything.

Was she proud of the man who looked paler than normal? Absolutely. And yet she was also pissed. He risked his life with no guarantee of success. He risked so much for a kid he never met. She had to watch him go over the edge of a cliff. Juliet remembered vividly how her heart felt like it stopped beating, before picking back up on the idea of pumping to keep her alive, by beating painfully in her chest. The rescue felt like it took ages, but she had to endure somehow. The girl was crying as she was brought up, covered in blood, part her own, but most probably Magnum. He was out when he was brought up, rushed directly to the hospital.

He was home now, safe and sound, though in loads of pain, she guessed. She wished she could take it from him. She wished she could do a lot for him that moment, to show him how impressed he was, instead of just saying it. He probably wouldn’t believe if she just told him. Juliet finally grabbed the soft blanket. She carried it over to him, spreading it over his sleeping body. Carefully she tugged the blanket under his legs as she looked into the peaceful sleeping face. Only small lines gave away that he was in pain regardless. It tingled in her fingers to smoothe the lines over, but she knew she would wake him with that action and waking him was the last thing she wanted. Besides, it would raise questions, questions to which she had no answers, no satisfying ones at least. 

Honsetly, it was even hard to tell it to herself. Why did she still feel so very shaky even though he was alive and would be fine? Why did her brain conjour up terrible scenario after terrible scenario even now? Why was it no question to her whether she would stay here or go out. She would not leave his side, she would be there for him every step of the way in healing. 

Without even thinking about it she reached out, ran her hand through his hair, before she could catch herself. The black hair was soft, though she could feel the hint of dust - dirt, her mind corrected - in them. She would have to get the boys to wash his hair tomorow, to wash out the remnants of that damned cliff that almost took his life. He stirred. Juliet pulled her hand back as it burned. If he woke, if he wasked about that gesture, she had no way of answering what it was about and it pained her. To even think about these confused eyes, bordering on sad, mixed with the ever-present pain in them.

The pain in those eyes haunted her, the tears he had shed earlier as they wheeled him out of the hospital, curtesy of Ethan breaking a few protocols and personally vouching for them being able to  douplicate hospital protocol at home, with a little help from him. And they were duplicating it, but it was hard to deal with the pain he experienced. Juliet knew there was next to no movemend he could do without pain and only heavy-duty painkillers could do anything about that, which meant he refused them quite regularily. He hated how they basically knocked him out. She could relate. She just wished she could take the pain from him. They all did. If they could, they would probably share the pain between all four of them. 

Again, without even thinking, she traced her hand over the side of his face, mindful of the cuts. This time he didn’t have to stir for her to pull her hand away as if it was burned. It was the pure realisation what she was doing to do that. Juliet placed her hand over her mouth, as she turned around and walked out of the room, just outside of the glass doors. 

The frehs, cooler air helped her clear her mind. She had no business touching him like that and yet... she yearned for it. Magnum had this weird effect on her that she couldn’t name, until now. Attraction. And so much more. Her thoughts to him were nothing but fond, loving even. Loving... her train of thought caught on the word. Loving. One could love their best friend and Magnum had long since become her best friend, but...that was  not it. What she felt for Magnum was strong. powerful, forbidden in a way. It was stronger even than what she felt for Ethan. And she loved Ethan. What she felt for Magnum was dangerous. Giving in to it would mean exposing herself in a way that would... no, she couldn’t. No matter how strongly she felt for him, how...much she cared about him, worried for him, she could never give in to him. She had Ethan. She loved Ethan. She was with Ethan. She bloody needed Ethan here. And so she picked up her phone to call him. Of course he was initially worried that it was about Thomas, but when she asked him to just come to be with her, he instantly assured her he would be there as soon as possible. Until then, she would remain outside, unless Thomas woke and needed painkillers or anything else.

[polygon-streams]

April 21st, 2019 - Pat’s Easter/Post 4/20 Donk Souls Stream

Pat played another stream of Donk Souls, back again with Magnum Jr. Stream went on for a little over 3 1/2 hours, so there’s quite a bit to note

Recaps a bit on yesterday's stream, telling the story of Magnum Jr.

Is interrupted by piss as he explains how he wants to find a loincloth for Magnum Jr, we are still on the fight for as naked of a Kong as possible

"Suns out guns out here in Lothric" - Pat, 2k19

Thanks some good subbers

Waluigi subbed up, thank you Waluigi

Vordt of the Boreal Valley is a fun name

"Hey.. hey, man.. hey.... alright bye, guess I'll see you later, man." - Pat @ a skeleton lookin’ enemy who walked away from him

Magnum Jr. has an arrow through his neck is he ok

4/20 was successful because he didn’t do weed due to it being an illegal criminal activity

"I don't want to perry.. what do i look like... Matthew?"

Has a very long stare at the chat ".................Matthew Perry"

Bonk bonk bonk souls

Gives a few more gifted sub shoutouts

Half-logan?

( Chunk of the stream is missing about right here. Only about 30 minutes, sorry about that )

He doesn’t drop pants

Beeline for vort

Memeshart is giving good gamer advice ( I’m sorry Pat, we all know Memeshart is the supreme gamer here )

“I got vorted” - Pat Gill, 2k19

Let’s fucking go, Pat can do it, we got this

Pat has fought this Vordt X times

“Juice time, baby, juice me” - also Pat, 2k19

He’s having more trouble than usual bc his other characters wore clothes

Vordt Souls

RP: do you guys know my dad?

Hums to konkey dong

X is your uber ride, am outside

God dammit, dogs. He’s killing the bone dogs.

One of this weird turtleback men is actually my friends that wants to hang out with me

Does that make me into beef jerky? I want my Kong to be fresh

More dog hate. He’s getting mauled by dogs. “Please lord of Dark Souls don’t let these dogs kill me”

“Why can’t I use ember? Is it because I already am bird shit?” nice joke.

Tropical freeze is such a good soundtrack. He’s done into the past and he may switch to it towards the end

He wants to bottle feed the kittens. He feels the best way to get a kitten to drink out of the bottle is by convincing them they really don’t want it to drink out of the bottle

Just realized he doesn’t know what the fuck is going on in this game after noticing for the first time a person is growing into a plant. Now he’s wondering why the people in this town are turning into trees. Angel b: they’ve commited treason greatest victory : they’re turning over a new leaf

He wants to make today and tomorrow pizza days. And he’s got a big thing of lactaid so he’s set to commit this mistake

He’s working on the environmental storytelling. That’s why he likes it, you have to put it together

If Ken Levine made this game he’d had made it clear by writing on a wall or something but not here

Dark Souls II: spooky stuff here in dark souls. That’s why the game is not called light and breezy souls

He got box stabbed, but he’s having a nice time souls

“This is my friend, Johnny, get it?” - We didn’t get it

“This is my friend, David”

“This is also my friend, Nick”

“Johnny cage.. because it’s a bunch of people in a cage” ( can confirm joke landed only for like two people )

This area gives Bloodborne vibes. Sorta medieval Bloodborne

“I’m not gonna use the whip”

jk he might try

Important update: Charles is sneezing

Camera angle is not in Pat’s favor up in this ruins and he hates it

He doesnt wanna fight anyone called Hodrick

We’re gonna avoid Hodrick and go fight a giant shooting arrows from a tower

22.32 Bijan is here

Memeshart is a consultant-- Pat is calling on memeshart like an Alexa

“Memeshart, play Despacito” Another great joke, Patrick

We’re testing Memeshart’s knowledge boundaries

Memeshart lore: They were picked up from a shipwreck by the current memeshart

Pat doesn’t remember this part being so annoying ( he also doesn’t remember he had clothes for the other characters )

Again with the Johnny/David/Nicholas Cage joke ( but now we all got it )

He’s avoiding killing non hostiles ( he definitely killed them in his main files, though )

Grim Acceptance: The emotion that bopping to The Entire Buck Bumble Theme for 3000 Bits elicits

He’s not particularly excited for the Sega Genesis mini. He didn’t have a Sega so he’s not particularly nostalgic

Bastard Sword: “I am kind of a bastard.”

22.48 Faith’s here

X i s one of hs favorite tracks in the Donkey Kong Country soundtrack

dumbassrights was gifted a sub. a good username, we can all agree

Unspoken chat rule: You aren’t allowed to say you got pizza without also saying the toppings

“He- he packed a bowl, but it was 420 yesterday!” - Pat

Very close to having the loincloth

“Love a big rat”

He doesn’t lock on a lot of enemies, especially big enemies, with enemies surrounding

Even more dog hate. Sorry, can’t relate.

Onion man is with us. he did not help with dog enemy.

“This guy sounds like Paul F. Tompkins doing Alan Thicke”

He’s good friends with the big archer giant. Friendship goals.

Bijan: “Can anyone explain the plot of Dark Souls?” Pat: “No.”

“It’s time to probably die”

Onion man is sleeping, chat decides to spam z for good slumbers

Lore check: this is the son of Magnum Kong , Magnum Kong Junior and he’s trying to find his dad, his papa, his daddy.

Went full “That’s rough, buddy” with “They really just tied a bunch of people to these burning wheels, huh….. rough..”

“I’m not good at archery, but the point is not about doing well, it’s about having fun.”

( sees enemies ) ( gasp ) two of them! ( dies )

Memeshart comes in again to say Pat missed a chest. Thank you for your service, Memeshart

Memeshart was right ( as always )

enemies: throw orbs pat: Is that allowed??

Still hasn’t seen the bone ball. Boneball watch 2k19

“Perfect for us whomst love to hate wear pants”

Spitballing this part because he hasn’t played it.

( picks up a reinforced club ) “I’ve joined the reinforced club. The club is me. I am the club.”

“goin’ on a quick loin cloth quest”

“I’m not sure what burning an undead bone shard does, but 420 was yesterday.” - I am not sure what this means but he isn’t wrong, I guess?

We’re gonna go burn an undead bone shard in a loincloth

“Loincloth is a bit more modest than previous ones but we got the legs exposed which is important” - good fashion advice from pat

“I do like the swing of the cloth it makes you think you might have a little peek if you get lucky”

“I’m touching a lady hold the fucking phone dude. Did I fail the touch?”

Young Man Charles was in the background for like 5 seconds and chat went absolutely nuts. As they should.

“I just wish we could get the ass out more in this game. I guess they cut down on the ass.”

Pat yeeted the sword master.

We’re gonna fuck up a tree. He’s the first or second big boss in Dark Souls 3

Content Warning: Nasty Boss. Pat’s gonna smack this tree’s groin area.

Faith is somehow not fond of this boss. I wonder why

Charlie showed up but Pat is busy busting these veggie’s nuts

Pat’s still adamant about not using the whip: “I’m not gonna whip this tree dude’s nards”

“Watchin’ Highlander on 4/20!”

Does not want to be hollow, would rather be ‘plump and svelte’

“I love when my elaborate attack doesn’t hit.” - A relatable gamer feel by Pat

Pat is having a sweaty one today

“We should clay-less…. We should mackle-less ( old man groaning noises )”

“I think the gentleman doth mackle too much.”

Oh, it’s drag JK Rowling o’clock! sipping_that_tea.jpg

According to Pat you psychologically cannot poop standing up

“Why did she say that? why did she do this?”

Chat says that babies poop standing up. Pat responds with, “Babies aren’t like us.”

“I’ve had enough poopoo peepee talk for today. Fuck JK Rowling.”

Chat is going full trans rights for seemingly no reason, it’s beautiful.

Was that little man always there? We may never know. Pat definitely does not remember the lil dude though, but seems to appreciate his presence nonetheless.

Here goes the french champagne

c h u n k y  r o l l i n ‘

admin duderave put that he spilled cottage cheese on himself in chat, “duderave… how much cottage cheese was spilled…”

admin duderave was laughed at for spilling cottage cheese on himself. it be like that sometimes.

Aerospoon back at it again gifting about 10 subs today. Nice goin’, buddy, doing God’s work on this fine Easter

He was talking about his next stream and got distracted by Charlie, as you do ( the next stream is tuesday at 8pm est )

He’s got the whole day off on Tuesday bc he worked pretty much all week due to traveling

After clicking around for a minute, decided to raid thatguyTagg, and said goodbye

End of stream!