#ripitide

[kouratdrhuii]

My XV104 ripitide, one of my favourite old projects to paint.

Miniature by Gameworkshop

music link

[bizlybebo]

ripitide,,,, pls come home i miss my pirates,,,

day 154...wr,gdibkjtgmwn4frdvguti44wfeksxc,m........ if the hiatus is exactly 180 days/6 months that could mean they come back in 26 days potentially.... (pacing back and forth)

[riptidesmp]

hello all!!

Ripitide smp is officially opening up to people joining again!!

for those who dont know us, we are commonly more active on twitter and are a modded smp with magic, pirates, and more !

if you are looking for an smp to join , dont feel shy to dm us and you got a free ticket to join in! 🦈

[risiblesamour]

Mes tops sons 2022 ( j’parle pas des classements des applis de musique 👽 )

La fête est finie (orel)

San ( orel)

Club (lomepal)

Déchiré (orel-gringe)

Où va le monde ( la femme)

Daddy ( grlwood)

7:77 ( nekfeu)

Risibles amour ( nekfeu)

Des histoires à raconter ( casseurs flowters)

Fais les backs ( casseurs flowters)

Retourne d’où tu viens ( gringe)

bad idea ( girls in red )

Dis moi ( bb brune)

Adieu les filles ( orel, de mon côté sûrement adieu les mecs mais vas-y tant pis)

I follow rivers

Etna ( lomepal)

La boulette ( diams)

Ma drôle de vie ( cette musique ptn 💓)

On aboie en silence ( gringe)

Le mal est fait ( gringe)

Reuf ( nekfeu- ce son me fait penser, depuis le docu a gringe-orel-ablaye-skread et j’en passe…)

I will survive ( gloria gaynor)

Ripitide ( vance joy)

Menteur menteur ( nekfeu)

Suicide social ( orelllll)

Les parisiennes ( $-crew)

Change de potes ( cf)

La morale ( orel)

Épilogue ( orel)

Excuses ou mensonges ( orel)

Quand est-ce que ça s’arrête ? ( orel)

Pour le pire ( orel)

La vérité ( orel-lomepal)

Zone ( nek-orel)

Jour meilleur ( orel)

Casseurs flowters infinity

X-men ( lomepal-jeanjass)

Dans l’univers ( nek-vanessa paradis)

Rêves bizarres ( dams-orel)

Pumped kicks

En voici la majorité je crois, mais il manque beaucoup de lomepal-cf-nekfeu-grlwood-girl in red et du Gorillaz-mother mother-stupeflip mais tant pis ptdrr 😨

[gamerbulten]

İki Ekrana Bölünüp Oynanan En Uygun Yarış Oyunları 10- Ripitide GP: Renegade Vector Uni...

[writeyouin]

Heyy Sophie! Do you mind doing a fun lil drabble about sweet Riptide having an approximate knowledge on Valentine's customs from what he's heard from Swerves and asks out the reader anyways 😌💖 Thanks a lot! Hope you're doing well~~

Riptide X Reader – New to This

A/N – I had so much fun looking up all these Valentine’s traditions from around the world. Whales officially celebrates it the best, funky little weirdos. Hope you enjoy it Millie.

Warnings – None.

Rating – T

Riptide’s head swivelled from one bot to another, as he tried as hard as he could to keep up with the conversation. Various bots were in one of the rec-rooms, discussing the human holiday, Valentine’s Day, and it had sparked quite the argument. It seemed that everybody had their own version of the holiday, and nobody was willing to believe that they might be wrong.

Swerve slammed his fist onto the table, “We all know I’m the closest thing to an expert here. If I say it’s flowers and chocolates, it’s flowers and chocolates.”

Getaway rolled his eyes, “Big whoop, so you’ve seen a few TV shows that are super outdated. Not everything that happens on TV is real, Swerve. Besides, I happened to do a bit of searching, and you’re wrong. It’s all about some mushy card with a poem in it or something.”

“No, wait. That can’t be right,” Nautica interjected calmly. “Swerve was kind of right on the flowers, but it’s not a bouquet, it’s just one flower. I think it was called a Snowdrop and you press it flat or something.”

“TEN!” Ten roared, throwing a carved wooden spoon onto the table before everyone, as if proclaiming that was the right gift. As usual, everyone ignored his admission, unable to take the spoon seriously.

“No, no, no,” Rodimus huffed, shaking his helm exasperatedly. “It’s all about the music. Picture this, I’m standing on a huge amp, electric guitar in hand. I sing a rocking ballad, the guitar sets on fire, I’m playing it so fast and then (Y/N) swoons and I-”

“WHO THE FRAG SAID ANYTHING ABOUT (Y/N)?!” Whirl roared jealously, even though everyone knew that the entire conversation on Valentine’s day was a covert way of brainstorming ways of asking you out.

“COME OFF IT!” Rodimus said, his engines revving in frustration. “YOU ALL KNOW THIS STARTED COS I’M GOING TO ASK (Y/N) OUT TONIGHT.”

Rodimus made to get up, but Whirl stuck out his leg, making the Captain trip.

“That does it,” Rodimus growled, preparing to brawl with Whirl.

Riptide didn’t linger to see the end result, his mind already wandering as he meandered out into the hallway. He kept to himself whilst walking about the ship. Was that conversation really about asking you out? He’d thought it was about weird human stuff. Was everyone there to court you? If so, did Riptide have that same obligation?

He’d never really considered dating you before, but he was thinking about it now. He supposed it would be kind of nice to be with you. You were funny and cute, and you never belittled him when he didn’t understand something. Maybe Riptide wasn’t strong, fast, or smart like the other bots, but he did have a spark, and it always hummed faster when you were near.

“Maybe,” He whispered, talking to himself.

“Maybe what?”

Riptide turned around to find you, smiling sweetly at him. He opened his mouth, but paused to frown, having lost whatever train of thought he was travelling; it was something that happened often.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt you. It just looked like you were thinking hard about something and I thought you might like to bounce your ideas of someone.”

“Oh,” Riptide nodded agreeably, before frowning again.

“Something wrong?”

“I don’t have a wooden spoon,” He admitted sadly.

“Sorry, what?”

“A wooden spoon. I don’t have one. I don’t have a poem, or a guitar that sets on fire, or sweets, or crushed plants, and on top of all that, I don’t even have a wooden spoon.”

“O…Kay? And this is a problem for you?”

“Yes. I can’t be a Valentine without one of those things. You should really talk to Ten, he has a wooden spoon. It’s very nice.”

“Do you… Do you want me to get you a wooden spoon?” You asked, thinking that someone must have played another mean trick on Riptide to make him think about such things.

“No. I want to get you a wooden spoon, but I don’t have one. Me and the others were talking and that’s how to be a Valentine, I think… How can I be your Valentine, if I don’t even have a spoon?”

You covered your mouth with your hand to hide your smirk, trying desperately not to laugh at the ridiculousness of the scenario as everything fell into place.

“You ah, you don’t need any of that stuff,” You said, fighting a snicker.

“I don’t?”

“Nope. If you want to be my Valentine, all you have to do is ask, Riptide. And I would say yes.”

“You would?” Riptide’s frown turned into a hopeful grin.

“Yeah. I like you too.”

“Zowie,” Riptide exclaimed, having heard the word in an old Earth movie.

“Would you like to join me for a meal tonight at my place? We could make a night of it.”

Riptide nodded enthusiastically, “Sure would, Valentine. See you tonight.”

He ran off, hurrying to get his best energon for the evening; he was a Valentine, and it didn’t matter to you that he was new to it. This was going to be his best Valentine’s Day yet.

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[fuckthcistem]

Well, I did something.

[pineapplebananahell]

And it was actually Annabeth who realized it so

Friendly reminder that it took Percy Jackson nine books to realize that Riptide could be used as an actual pen. And it took literally falling into hell to figure it out.

[falst]

JWRI: Ripitide 🤝 Aurora

Ferin

[josephsciuto2]

"HOLLYWOOD RIPITIDE," A NOVEL, BY JOSEPH SCIUTO

“HOLLYWOOD RIPITIDE,” A NOVEL, BY JOSEPH SCIUTO

Official Review: Hollywood Riptide by Joseph Sciuto

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Post by Camille Turner » Yesterday, 16:04

[Following is an official OnlineBookClub.org review of “Hollywood Riptide” by Joseph Sciuto.]

4 out of 4 stars

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Hollywood Riptide by Joseph Sciuto lives up to its namesake in every sense of the word as the story plunges you into the deep waters of 1980s…

[jornal-solitario]

Querida, fuja da correnteza, se afaste do lado negro. Eu quero ser seu braço esquerdo.

Vance Joy

[lostwiginity]

This may be the randomest fanart I have seen yet. Unless it's part of a fic I don't know?

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