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sissy-frydda · 1 year

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Una noche hace algún tiempo, mientras leía mi libro, mi esposa comenzó a preguntarme si me había duchado con mis compañeros del club, es decir... Si los había visto desnudos. Cuando dije que si, se puso enérgicamente a tomar prendas del closet y me las tiró por encima.

"Cariño quiero verte con esto puesto, ahora mismo! Vamos a tener una noche especial!"

Supe inmediatamente que estaba exitada y me intrigada el morbo que la motivaba. Cuando volví al dormitorio con aquellas ajustadas bragas y el baby doll, ella ya jugaba con su vibrador.

"Vamos a jugar un juego cariño, vamos a averiguar cual de tus amigos tiene la verga más hermosa"

No me dejó esconder el bulto, hizo que quedara hacia arriba ajustado por la braga, para que pudiera ponerse duro. Me hizo poner en cuatro y presionando el glande del vibrador contra mi culo comenzó a preguntar: "Quién la tiene más gruesa? Acaso es Jhon?” con su mano libre apoyada en mi verga que comenzaba a ponerse rígida.

“Dime cariño, quien tiene la mejor pija de tus amigos?” Entonces me acorde del Pequeño Bill, y de la poderosa ereccion que tenía mientras miraba desnudo las fotos que tenía Jhon de su esposa en la taquilla. Bill nunca supo que vi aquella verga gruesa y venosa erecta y a plena potencia mientras se masturbaba con la foto de Loly, la mejor amiga de mi esposa. Ahora sus manos iban haciendo a un lado mis bragas y comencé a sentir el grueso glande siliconado forzar mi estrecha entrada, yo quería resistirme pero sabía como terminaba aquello. "Quién es?” y me penetro 🍆🍑, un gemido profundo se me escapó, amaba como hacía aquello." BILL!!! grité, el es quien la tiene más hermosa! Y vi como mi esposa se arqueaba en un poderoso orgasmo. Mi cuerpo entero respondió y explote en leche caliente sobre mi vientre.

"Deberíamos invitar a Bill a cenar algún día cariño"... Me dijo

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One night some time ago, while I was reading my book, my wife started asking me if I had showered with my clubmates, I mean... if I had seen them naked. When I said yes, she energetically grabbed clothes from the closet and threw them over me.

"Honey I want to see you in this, right now! We're going to have a special night!"

I knew immediately that she was excited and I was intrigued by the curiosity that motivated her. When I returned to the bedroom with those tight panties and the baby doll, she was already playing with her vibrator.

"Let's play a game darling, let's find out which of your friends has the prettiest cock" She didn't let me hide the bulge, she made it stick up tight by the panties, so he could get hard. She made me put on all fours and, pressing the glans of the vibrator against my ass, she began to ask: "Who's thicker? Is it Jhon?" with her free hand resting on my cock that was beginning to stiffen,

"Tell me honey, who has the best dick out of your friends?"

Then I thought of Little Bill, and the powerful boner she had while looking at John's naked pictures of his wife in the locker. Bill never knew I saw that thick veiny dick erect and at full power while he masturbated to the picture of Loly, my wife's best friend. Now her hands were pushing my panties aside and I began to feel the thick silicone glans force my tight entrance, I wanted to resist but I knew how that would end.

"Who is it?" and she penetrated me 🍆🍑, a deep moan escaped me, I loved how she did that.

" BILL!!! I screamed, he is the one who has the most beautiful! And I saw how my wife arched in a powerful orgasm. My entire body responded and I exploded in hot milk on my belly.

"We should have Bill over for dinner sometime honey"... She tell me.

#feminine sissy #feminization husband #forced feminized #panty sissy #sexy femboy #sissi femboi #trans femboy #hopkings #sissy tasks #crossdreser ass

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sullustangin · 2 months

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Fluffy February Day 17: Pleasure

SWTOR

Pairing: Theron Shan/Eva Corolastor

Words: ~870 (reasonable)

“It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

She looked up at the familiar voice, pressed into an unfamiliar form. Eva had learned that the correct response, whilst wearing evening gloves, was to extend her hand toward the voice and either get a firm hearty handshake or to have lips graze the top of the satin fabric.

Her ability to think was always severely compromised whenever she saw Theron in another guise, as another man, as if they were in different universes, over and over again meeting each other for the first time.

Time stopped for Eva, each time, each first time. Maybe it was leftover brain disarray from the carbonite, when she dissociated regularly and didn’t know “when” she was. It was different from when she first saw him in disguise at the casino on Katalla, and they had to pretend to be strangers. The hitch wasn’t there.

Or maybe these episodes were flashes into another universe when it was their first time meeting. Eva had idly considered it before, in other spaces, in other times.

What if Eva had been caught after Corellia or there had been more hand-wringing before the Pub employed her for Ilum…would she have been sitting at an interrogation table, alone with the files and accusations against her and her broken heart as Theron walked in to question her….? And when he had sussed out the truth and did what he did best – a victim debrief – what would they be then?

What if they had crossed paths on Nar Shaddaa, and Eva hadn’t been so tipsy with Risha and eating burgers that she’d noticed Theron pick a fight with a Houk and disappear around a corner…Would they have become fast friends over busting up Morbo the Hutt’s trafficking ring, with Bowdaar approving almost immediately upon completion of the rescue?

What if Theron had been deployed on one of those top secret missions that he was still reticent to talk to her about? Was part of the hesitation knowing now that she’d been nearby? That his presence would affect how she thought of him now? Would it matter that he was disguised as an Imperial on King’s Ransom or even the Voidwolf’s flagship? That he had lurked around Port Nowhere as Eva and Darmas had carried on, publicly, in the cantina?... or even if he had seen them at the tables on Canto Bight?

How different would things have been if Master Oteg had decided Eva and Risha had needed a supervisor on their trip to Maelstrom Prison…one with insight on the man they were meant to rescue?

Or…

Or what if they had never met before she came to Odessen? Eva didn’t know if she’d be the Outlander if she hadn’t worked with Theron before (and she never would wonder that out loud to him, ever), but… even as the Voidhound (five years later, five years darker, five years harder…) would she catch his eye? Or would she batter his professional because he caught her attention, some fire still inside of her after five years with the worst part of herself taking the lead, continuing her cartel work, in defiance of the Eternal Empire?

There was never a question that Eva would never bend the knee to the Eternal Empire, and there was never a question that Theron would join the organization would save the galaxy.

It was just a question that if their paths crossed later…would they? Could they? She would be worse (she was sure of it), but would Theron…have someone else? Gotten better about his attachment issues? Or would he just be in that devotional state to a cause, his personal life an empty quarters on Odessen, decked out with the basics, his clothes and shave kit, and nothing more?

If their paths crossed earlier?

Or was it only in that moment, that one second when they decided they were both going to the cantina after Darok’s debrief that was the space that ‘they’ could start to exist?

“It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

Now it was here, as he bowed low to grasp her red satin hand and kiss the knuckles, just off to the side of a ring (which had to be real, because their audience could spot a fake a parsec off). His hair curled, as he never let it in daily life. The suit was expensive, and he’d probably rented it or borrowed it from someone on base with a more active social life who actually did take leave.

Eva rose to her feet as he straightened up, still grasping her hand.

“I’m sure it’s always a pleasure to meet you,” Eva replied, the people around them chuckling at the joke or the audacity.

Theron’s eyes lit up, not an act, and he took her signal to escort her out to the dancefloor.

There was a mission. There was an objective.

And then there was them, spinning around, always coming together, somehow.

@fluffyfebruary

#swtor fan fiction #fluffy february #theron shan #theron shan x smuggler #oc: eva corolastor

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prompts-weight-in-gold · 10 months

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text prompts stolen from my groupchats p. 4

[text] i just came here to fix my insecurities not to like improve myself as a person [text] you’re gonna get a good grade in being a special little white girl [text] *snaps my bones to make me sharper* that beast is goin down [text] it could also be that I’m hallucinating but isn’t that just a symptom of womanhood anyway [text] i have no connection to reality and my untethered existence to anything but the void will either be a curse or a blessing and i dont know if i have any sway over which it decides to be [text] wig? on what cause? [text] im making a discord channel no one can post in just to pretend i can ever get some peace and quiet around here [text] im making all pokemon latino now. dúskul [text] noooooo baby dont restrict my use of internet shorthand ur so sexy aha [text] all men are clowns one way or another might as well find one who knows it [text] move over asimov's laws 'no significant crimes' is here to fuckin party [text] es siempre la hora de morbo [text] the face distracts while the hands attack [text] wow you would talk about history when you know colonialism took history away from me? [text] im not getting into heaven but i will be ready to court the devil with my sultry words [text] if you can’t find an emo in the wild, but have some patience, you can always just kill a smiley kid’s parents then wait [text] blonde bitpulls are still poc (pets of color) theyre just light skin [text] you’re handsome but also look like someone who forgets their wallet a lot [text] these devilish indulgences are the delights of the bourgeoisie while my proletarian citizens starve [text] at least ur keeping him off the streets [text] if i go too long without moisturizing i can physically feel my skin file a complaint. like before i even get dry i get the sensation of my cells pulling out lil pens to fill out a form [text] he has whiskers on his face i always thought naruto was a catboy [text] i couldn’t even give up cussing for ramadan so... [text] switching apps is the new walking through a doorway [text] god is real and he likes to make me suffer in new and mundane ways [text] on this day chaos has lost a finger of its chokehold grip on humanity’s pulse [text] a divorce is just a permanent block [text] if you say that to me again ill pull out your tattoo [text] if people have to see me they have to really see me [text] am I not coherent enough for you???? do you know who I am???? [text] the rules are mere crumbs and we are the cosmic brooms sweeping them under the rug of possibility [text] first point? amazing, flawless, wonderful. second point? stop appropriating gothness

#text prompts #rp starters #roleplay meme #funny #friendship

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scribe-cas · 9 months

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hi!! happy (almost late) storytelling saturday!! tell me, what is it about your favorite oc that makes them your favorite?

i usually add here that you can talk about more than one if you can't choose a favorite, but i feel like here i should probably add feel free to use second favorite if you feel you've run out of explanations for why couteau's your beloved baby. alternatively, feel absolutely free to repeat yourself if you wanna, i will listen

HAPPY STORY TELLING SATURDAY (don’t worry it will be STS for me for another like,,, at least 7 hours)

That note shot me in the face seven times /pos and I laughed my ass off so thank you for that

“If you feel you’ve run out of explanations for why Couteau’s your beloved baby”

Oh my dear

Beloved morbo

You have only heard the tip of the iceberg

Let’s see

We’ve covered his shitty sense of humor (he is full of banter and i love him for that), his basic personality, his tendency to murder abusive men (massive plus in my opinion) and a little bit of his hyperempathy-

Okay so tbh. I will dive in to the deep stuff with you.

The reason Couteau is my precious little blorbo is because of what he represents.

He’s just a guy. And I love that he’s just. A character. Like he is so much all the time, and it makes me proud to have fleshed him out like a person.

Like, genuinely. He gets up and eats breakfast and he has a best friend who’s name is Gambit. They’re roommates.

He’s touch sensitive on his back. He likes hugging people from behind.

When he’s being vulnerable, he’ll come up and put his head on your shoulder because his parental figure used to own a cane, making her shorter than him, even while he was alive, and it was easier than hugging her.

He likes strawberry milkshakes.

He can dance. He’s an old man and his muscles hurt but he still plays Just Dance when Gambit takes out the gaming console.

He used to be in the circus.

He died at 15 and is only learning now that sometimes it’s okay to go back to that screaming little girl who couldn’t take the pressure of life and murmur “it’s okay. You did your best.”

He’s autistic and temporarily nonverbal. He speaks sign language.

He likes cold temperatures but warm blankets.

He only does hand to hand combat.

He sells milkshakes.

He’s trans.

He can do a backflip but his spine would snap and crackle.

He copes with panic attacks by laying down on his bathroom floor, a heater whirring, blowing directly on his back.

He leaves red roses behind with every body that he’s killed by accident.

He knows no amount of kindness will bring a person back, but treats each corpse with a quiet kind of respect.

He has long hair because that was the hair the first person he fell in love with had, and he’s got a scar on the side of his head.

He hates himself.

He finds a quiet comfortability in being a villain.

If you tell him he’s beautiful with your heart, he’ll have to fight not to cry.

He spat in God’s face for the person he cared about so much that he changed their fate.

He loves astrology.

Like how am I supposed to exist and not love a person like this.

He’s made to represent those of us who gave up our lives to the people we loved and never got payed back for it.

Someone wronged by the abuse of the world but who has chosen to let the abuse fester because he never stopped and realized he is abusing himself.

And in doing so, is tearing apart others.

He has hurt and been hurt and has turned to rage because if you are a monster, then nothing can hurt you worse than you can hurt yourself.

He tore himself apart in life giving, and is now forced to tear apart others in death.

He sees it as a punishment

But he chose it for himself.

God is simply trying to teach him how to take.

Giving is framed as a noble attribute. And it is.

But not when you have to tear yourself apart for it.

You owe what you can give. Nothing more.

You do not have to kill yourself to bring more to the table.

You are allowed to care for yourself.

It is not an act of selfishness, but self preservation.

He is meant to represent those of us who have fallen from the sky and are slowly growing and learning not to mistreat ourselves so that we will not mistreat the world.

The first book is a horror. A romance, but a twisted one.

Couteau’s story is one of self hatred.

And hopefully, by the end of it

It will become one of self love.

Hope this helps. <3

#couteau my beloved go back into your box #coutalk #bists #blood is sweeter than silence

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fryandleelasbigfling · 9 months

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impossible stream review (first reaction)

copy/pasting from my own reddit account lol

It's good. Not phenomenal, but it's good. Honestly, I'd even say it was very good.

The segue from Meanwhile was a tad underwhelming, but satisfied me well enough. I do wish there was a bit more of an emotional carryover (like how "Rebirth" has the crash-landing after the wormhole as a crucial plot point), or maybe more of an explanation for the timeskip, but it didn't need to be a big thing.

I think they rushed into the plot a bit too quickly. Fry feeling insecure about his time in the future makes sense, but he has done a lot, and it could've been funny (and work as a "recap" of sorts as well) to mention them and still have him brush them all off. I do like Leela trying her best to support him as well, I'm very glad they're still consistently together and she cares for him very deeply, but I would've liked to see a bit more struggle from her before trying so hard to support him. She's always been the one to shoot down his dumb ideas after all. However they clearly wanted to put a lot into this episode and had a lot to establish, so I understand if the pacing was hard to land.

I love the jokes. "The Scary Mirror" was the first one to crack me up. They clearly wanted to celebrate a lot of old beloved characters too. Calculon was on-point in this episode (and he can also play gay and robosexual now!), and I love the nonbinary robots / PC crowd joke. The whole TV satire was great and I would've loved to see even more of Bender and Leela struggling with their jobs (ironic that an episode making fun of fast-paced TV also has a pacing problem). Patric Verrone wrote this and being former head of the WGA makes a lot of these jokes at the network's expense make even more sense. The trial joke was funny for a fake-out though I'm not sure how needed it was, but seeing Morbo, Linda, Nixon and Hyperchicken again was worth it.

Then there's some small stuff, like Hermes being particularly funny in this episode, the fake commercial breaks (which I hope become a recurring thing!), and that perfect opening title callback. Then there's some stuff I'm less sure about. Amy bringing up Zapp was kind of weird given she doesn't have a great history with him either (BWABB) but I assume they just wanted to namedrop him in the first episode. You can hear the age in Fry's voice now but I'll probably get used to it, I've just been watching older episodes and he sounded older by CC anyway (because that's how time passing works).

Also a bit confused if the rest of the season is gonna be explicitly set in 3024 now? Skipping ahead a bit. What will that mean for the next episode since the tadpoles are meant to emerge 20 years after their birth, which was in 3003?

Also also, it seems John now has top billing, which was probably a compromise for not getting his pay raise. Hurray?

#futurama #futurama spoilers #hulurama #the impossible stream

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losmimilocos · 5 months

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Yo gatekeepeando películas de terror de los 70’s y 80’s con justificación antropológica (según yo(pretexto para no sentirme tan elitista))

Una reflexión extremadamente personal de la devaluación de los símbolos de violencia misógina en la búsqueda de la estética.

Tw: Homofobia, feminicidio, violaciones y pedo.

Hace poco hice un ensayo. Entre los temas tocados y las reflexiones llegadas hubo un apartado donde hable un poco sobre la crueldad hacia las mujeres en el cine.

Argumenté lo de siempre, haciendo hincapié en la creación de símbolos y los trasfondos detrás, y como existe una línea fina que sin contexto vuelve al arte morbo. Comenté un poco sobre cómo en contextos capitalistas se suele arrancar al símbolo de su contexto brindando una imagen fuerte, y muchas veces de mal gusto, a un producto de consumo.

He dado vueltas al asunto con nuevos ejemplos. En el ensayo me quedé en personajes de la época moderna en relación con productos de consumo materiales, o al menos fabricados en base a la esperanza de consumo de los fans de aquellos personajes que sufrieron.

Ahora he encontrado algo similar en el sentido de arrancar una imagen de contexto y por lo tanto volverla un símbolo diluido en el consumo. No en un sentido tan directamente capitalista, más una consecuencia del público en sí.

Primero me pasó con Possibly in Michigan. Su canción Animal Cannibal ha ganado popularidad en tik tok desde hace unos años. Es extraño, no solo como fan del corto sino también como alguien que comprende el contexto y tema de él. El pedazo actualmente famoso dice: “How do I meet the strangest men? They always seems to find me. Remember that time way back when I kiss a guy who ate his woman’s friends? Now only dogs follow me”. La letra y el corto en su presentación y creación habla de la violencia misógina hacia las mujeres, una violencia que lleva a feminicidios, erróneamente catalogados como “crímenes pasionales”, y de la que además se suele culpar a las mujeres, en un proceso de re victimización que acaba generando culpa en las victimas. La creadora del corto hizo esta obra como catarsis después de convivir con un hombre que asesino mujeres, su miedo, su necesidad de no ser culpable, ni de convertirse en él son representadas en la obra. Escuchar un audio tan crudo y personal en un iceberg de cosas supuestamente turbias de la serie más popular y sencilla de Netflix, se siente mal, como una devaluación de un símbolo.

En una misma línea me pasó algo similar con La Morte Vivante.

Vi compartida esta imagen con la caption “Me as gf”. Le di like sin pensarlo mucho, he visto la película y en repetidas ocasiones he mencionado como conecto personalmente con la historia, con la protagonista, su culpa y miedo, presentados originalmente con objetivos homofóbicos me han servido como catarsis.

La escena, es una de las más crudas de la película, la chica que le da el brazo a la protagonista del plano para que se alimente de ella, en ese momento comprende la naturaleza monstruosa de la que alguna vez fue su amiga de la infancia pero que en realidad ama. La protagonista del plano es una bestia en esta toma, apenas tiene consciencia, la acción ocurre porque la chica del brazo lo quiere, al descubrir a este monstruo quiere aprovechar la oportunidad de una intimidad, una intimidad tan monstrificada que solo se presenta como sangrienta, como consumidora. Como desmorlizante para la que toma la sangre, mortal para quien se deja beber, y deshumanizante para ambas.

Cometí el error de ver los comentarios y darme cuenta de que todos los comentarios eran parejas (heterosexuales) hablando de cómo a las novias les gusta morder a sus novios. No está mal per se. Tal vez mi ofensa sea de las menos válidas, pero el contexto solo es importante como una representación de la culpa por sentir deseo homosexual, sin duda sigue siendo una desimbolización.

Por último y la que más me duele.

El cine de terror gótico tiene la maldición de ser extremadamente bello y cautivador. Su estética es agradable, pensada y artística, esto junto con sus referencias a la brujería y demonios sin ser realmente ocultista la hace popular en un sentido de estética. Es una maldición porque los temas que toca no son ni de cerca tan agradables y digeribles como su estética.

Valerie a Tyden Divu es relativamente popular por su estética, escenas de la película salen en fairy cores, cottage cores etc. Había visto esta imagen hace muchos años, aun de vez en cuando la encuentro. Siempre la encuentro en un contexto de quirkiness/vale madrismo, de entrada lo parece, en parte lo es, pero el trasfondo, el contexto es mucho más obscuro que una respuesta above all de Valerie.

En esta escena Valerie es acusada de brujería, puesta para ser quemada. No es la única crueldad que sufre Valerie en su semana de maravillas. Este momento es injusto, Valerie ha sido acusada de impura por el padre de su iglesia, el padre de su iglesia la intentó violar unos días antes, en esta escena la acusa de haberlo tentado, su respuesta no es solo una burla, es ella, contestado como una niña, jugado como una niña, una representación más de la injusticia de su castigo.

Aún siendo inocente la mierda lujuriosa de un hombre viejo ha caído sobre ella, esta mirada la ha condenado le ha arrancado con violencia su inocencia, a los ojos del mundo, y hasta la percepción de ella sobre ella misma, contesta como un statement de inocencia, pero esta misma infantilidad es quemada en el fuego juzgador de la hoguera, que no purifica, solo oscurece.

No creo que sea malo que las películas y los productos se vuelvan famosos. Me da gusto que lo sean, mucha gente (incluyéndome) han encontrado obras importantes en su vida por Pinterest, tumblr, TikTok. Pero no se, me sigue dando un mal sabor de boca ver referencias sobre homosexualidad mounstrificada, escuchar canciones sobre feminicidios y escenas sobre sexualización de menores en contextos tan poco conscientes de la importancia de los temas que están hablando.

#a #possibly in michigan #valerie and her week of wonders #valerie a týden divů #la morte vivante

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shakespearenews · 9 months

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Forever and a Day This exaggerated way of saying “a really long time” would have been considered poetic in the sixteenth century. William Shakespeare popularized the saying in his play The Taming of the Shrew (probably written in the early 1590s and first printed in 1623).

Though Shakespeare is often credited with coining the phrase, he wasn’t the first writer to use it. According to the Oxford English Dictionary, Thomas Paynell’s translation of Ulrich von Hutten’s De Morbo Gallico put the words in a much less romantic context. The treatise on the French disease, or syphilis, includes the sentence: “Let them bid farewell forever and a day to these, that go about to restore us from diseases with their disputations.” And it’s very possible it’s a folk alteration of a much earlier phrase: Forever and aye (or ay—usually rhymes with day) is attested as early as the 1400s, with the OED defining aye as “ever, always, continually”—meaning forever and aye can be taken to mean “for all future as well as present time.”

He may not have invented it, but Shakespeare did help make the saying a cliché; the phrase has been used so much that it now elicits groans instead of swoons. Even he couldn’t resist reusing it: Forever and a day also appears in his comedy As You Like It, written around 1600.

#shakespeare #william shakespeare #taming #the taming of the shrew #forever and a day #lithub #as you like it #Cliches #idiom #language #english #oed

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uneasylisteningradio · 5 months

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The Kids Just Don't Understand November 23, 2023

Image: The Peace

listen on Mixcloud Carole King - Pleasant Valley Sunday (Demo)

DJ speaks over Jonathan Richman and the Modern Lovers - South American Folk Song

The Judges - Goodnight Erik Nervous - Comfortable Pointed Sticks - The Real Thing Miss España - Cefalea Tensional Big Boys - What's the Word?

Bridget St. John - The Curious Crystals of Unusual Purity Cuticles - Holiday Cracks Checkpoint - Teachers, Pt. 2 Morbo - Tomado por Asalto Abi Ooze - Don't Touch My Toy Güiña - Que Justicia? No Drama - Born to Clap The Particles - (Bits of) Wood

Skiftande Enheter - Ett Paradis I Mig ALVILDA - Cinéma Die Radierer - Batman Spllit - Smashed In They Might Be Giants - She's an Angel

Home Front - Jupiter Tee Vee Repairman - Time 2 Kill Yanti Bersaudara - Pohon Kenari At Night- Corpus Luteum Romance - Fast Car Chris Ellis - Flip-Flap Thatcher On Acid - Guess Who's Running the Show Display Homes - Proofread

Terbutalina - Xente da Noite The Simpletones - Kirsty Q (demo) Drake Tungsten - He Was Soon to Undergo an Experience for Which His Long Training As an Aristrocrat, a Gentleman, and an Officer Had Scarcely Prepared Him Melenas - Tú Y Yo Big Black - Strange Things Chain Whip - Turner Street Ghost Motel

The Peace - This Is the Time Now Motorbike - Off I Sped The Ugly - Stranded in the Laneway (of Love) Onyon - Dogman

Malvina Reynolds - It Isn't Nice

#radio #community radio #punk #the kids just don't understand #indie #indie rock #indie pop #surf punk #music #playlist #post punk #wprb #new wave #hardcore punk #garage rock #folk music #egg punk #reggae

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aalaanaaa · 1 year

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One-shots Vicent sinclair & brahms heelshire

Contenido sensible/ sexual, no interactuar menores 🔞

Sensitive / sexual content, do not interact minors 🔞

Vicent 🕯️

Si vicent pudiera hablar, es seguro podría enlistar las palabras más obscenas cada que te miraba en ese estado; la degradación sería una de sus cosas favoritas, si tan solo pudiera hablar de manera fluida. Sin embargo todo tiene que quedar en gruñidos y soplidos de desesperación. Generalmente era un romántico para esa clase de situación, pero hoy no, hoy se sentía más caliente de lo normal; aunque claramente no dejaba de ser un caballero para el juego previo. Podías sentir como masajeaba tus piernas mientras te sentaba en su regazo, sus partes nobles chocaban entre las telas de la ropa con cada movimiento desesperado que daban; sus manos jugaban por tu cuerpo de manera salvaje y descontrolada.

Sus manos, sus movimientos, su sonidos placenteros...vicent siempre había sabido cómo mantenerte al filo de tu asiento, aunque estuviera cegado por el éxtasis y el morbo sabía perfectamente dónde y como tocar, y aunque no era capaz aún de desenmascarar su rostro, eso no lo detenía para nada; nisiquiera supiste en que momento te había arrancado la ropa, sin embargo era más recorfontante así. Lentamente te abrió para poder sentirte entre tus piernas solo para después sentarte y comenzar el movimiento entre ambos cuerpos que él había estado pidiendo tan desesperadamente. Era un subir y bajar cada vez más rápido, cada caricia y gesto que hacías para vicent, era otro motivo para ir más rápido; podías ver las estrellas en plena tierra firme. Besos que terminaban en mordiscos lujuriosos, caricias lascivas, gemidos de placer, deseo y súplicas...toques y roces en lugares pocos apropiados, parecía que el deseo carnal solo iba en subida desde que llegaste a la vida del artista.

Y esos actos, así como masturbarse pensando en ti, o robar de momento ropa tuya, lo demostraba bastante bien, eso ahora no era solo un erótico deseo, era una enfermisa y sexual adicción.

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If Vincent could speak, it is certain he could list the most obscene words every time he looked at you in that state; degradation would be one of his favorite things, if only he could speak fluently. However, everything has to remain in grunts and puffs of despair. He was usually a romantic for that kind of situation, but not today, today he felt hotter than usual; though he clearly didn't stop being a gentleman for the foreplay. You could feel how he massaged your legs while he sat you on his lap, his noble parts colliding between the fabrics of the clothes with each desperate movement they made; his hands played over your body in a wild and uncontrolled way.

His hands, his movements, his pleasurable sounds... Vicente had always known how to keep you on the edge of your seat, although he was blinded by ecstasy and morbidity, he knew exactly where and how to touch, and although he was still not able to unmask his face , that didn't stop him at all; You didn't even know when he had ripped off your clothes, however it was more comforting that way. He slowly opened you up so he could feel you between your legs only to then sit up and begin the movement between your bodies that he had been so desperately asking for. It was going up and down faster and faster, every caress and gesture you made for Vicent was another reason to go faster; you could see the stars in full land. Kisses that ended in lustful bites, lascivious caresses, moans of pleasure, desire and pleas... touches and frictions in inappropriate places, it seemed that carnal desire was only on the rise since you came into the life of the artist.

And those acts, as well as masturbating thinking about you, or stealing your clothes at the moment, showed it quite well, that now was not just an erotic desire, it was a sick and sexual addiction.

Brahms 🎭

Algo tan frágil y ardiente como la lujuria no debería tomarse a la ligera, y mucho menos tratándose de brahms.No es la primera vez que el pequeño enfermo te ve por las tablas de la pared mientras decide darse apoyo a él mismo...se supone que brahms se encontraba en cama, dormido ¿Porque dudar de él? Bien la respuesta estaba en frente de ti, una respuesta muy erecta si somos honestos.

La cabecera de tu cama pegaba con fuerza sobre la pared, la oscuridad envolvía la lujuria y el deseo de manera tan erótica y poco ética que parecía un pecado y el calor de las palabras sucias que el chico arrastraba en tu oído, era casi tortuoso; de nada te sirve tratar de mantener la calma si había un cuerpo junto a ti reclamando tus piernas y el tesoro que tenías entre ellas, poco a poco pasando de tu cuello a la clavícula, tal vez tus senos y de ahí a tu pelvis...como pudo, te logro acomodar a su gusto, para luego disfrutar de la vista y de tu pasividad. Una vez teniéndote debajo, no dudo en hacerte tocar las estrellas con arrempujadas y caricias desesperadas por todo tu cuerpo de manera salvaje; Era todo un canto en el interior de la casa. La lujuria, la desesperación...la necesidad.

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Something as fragile and fiery as lust should not be taken lightly, much less in the case of brahms. It is not the first time that the little sick man sees you through the wall boards as he decides to support himself... supposed that brahms was in bed, asleep Why doubt him? Well the answer was right in front of you, a very erect answer if we're being honest.

The head of your bed hit the wall hard, the darkness enveloped lust and desire in such an erotic and unethical way that it seemed like a sin and the warmth of the dirty words that the boy dragged in your ear was almost tortuous; It's no use trying to stay calm if there was a body next to you claiming your legs and the treasure you had between them, little by little moving from your neck to your collarbone, maybe your breasts and from there to your pelvis.. .as he could, he managed to accommodate you to his liking, and then enjoy the view and your passivity. Once I have you under me, I don't hesitate to make you touch the stars with desperate snuggles and caresses all over your body in a wild way; It was quite a song inside the house. The lust, the despair...the need.

-lana 💟

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Hi, and happy (almost late) WBW! (as usual I am @writeblr-of-my-own). For today's question, what are the geography and climate like in your world? How did you decide on them?

Hi morbo! happy WBW!!

I am answering this for WIPI because there is some whacky stuff going on there.

Instead of a planet, WIPI takes place on a series of islands that float in space, except the islands are like plants in that you can walk over the entire surface, including upside down, without falling off (but they are so much smaller than planets that this feels significantly weirder).

There are rivers, seas, waterfalls, tree roots, and man-made roads, bridges, ladders, and stepping stones that run between some of these islands. Some islands just have empty space between them. The islands float at different heights and are made of different materials, so some of them appear to those on other islands like stars in the night sky.

Gravity works weirdly in this world too. There are just random places where gravity is really strong or weak. In some places you can float or fly, you might even be able to walk off the edge of the island and keep walking. In other places gravity pulls you up or sideways instead of down. Sometimes islands have holes in the middle, and sometimes you can walk across those holes no-problem. Sometimes if you fall through you will fall into the sky and keep going until the gravity changes. There are also gravity storms that come and go like winds, so one morning you might very well just wake up on the ceiling, "aw shit. did the gravity blow in last night?"

The same goes for air itself. It blows around like wind. Sometimes you can breathe in space. Sometimes you can't breathe on your own island. Light and shadow blow around like this as well. Night and day aren't determined by a sun's position, just sometimes the darkness blows in and now it's night.

#wipi #wbw

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MUNCHFLIX - MORBIUS

IMDB BLURB: Biochemist Michael Morbius tries to cure himself of a rare blood disease, but he inadvertently infects himself with a form of vampirism instead.

WARNINGS: blood, violence, slow mo, nipples, darkness.

RATING: It's morbin' time.

OBLIGATORY DISCLAIMER: All reviews are done solely for humor and should not be taken seriously ever. If you cannot handle cursing, crude humor and probably some offensive things, pls do not read this.

A NOTE: I know. I know. We’re pariahs for even watching this, but it’s what we DO. Now you don’t have to.

Munch: Happy Birthday Biscuits! It's almost your birthday and we're punishing you with watching Morbius! This seems very timely, given the memes. Plus it's our job to review shitty movies, so....I can't believe I'm paying money for this shit. But for once, Munch gets to go in blind!

Biscuits: We're hopping on the morb train. The meme bandwagon. The Morbus to Morbtown. Fun story! I wanted to see this movie. I was like - well Jared Leto is in it but you know....maybe it'll be like the Venom movies, not good but fun!

M: Morbius said bisexual pride? Those are the bi colors. Well that was loud. Cerra De La Muerte, why is it always some island of the fucking dead? How many islands of the dead are there? A helichopper is here, and Dr. Morb, looking very morb.

B: He looks like Jesus.

M: Don't give Jared Leto any more ideas.

An overwhelming number of bats.

B: That's not true, bats don't just mob and murder large animals.

M: Dr. Morb holds up his bloody hand and the bats just come out of fucking nowhere, there's like a brazillian of them. And now it's MORBIN TIME. But first, his back story. Back 25 years ago before the morbing.

B: He was a young, sickly boy.

M: Holy shit it's Jared Harris. This is going to become a running joke. Morb has a blood disease. He's....infected. Needs regular oil changes. Biscuits once again suckin' down margarita like it's going out of style.

B: Oh shit, Milo is dead! He's fucking dead! Oh morb is super smart and knows how to fix the IV machine because he's got big brains. And the kid just instantly gets back up. He's fine. The doctor wants him to go to a school for gifted kids.

M: This sounds vaguely familiar. Like x men. And harry potter. We still don't know who Milo is. Lucien who just almost died is now getting his ass handed to him by some juvenile delinquents. Is his name Milo or fucking Lucien??? They keep calling him both. Morbo is now all grown up and he graduated stupid young and I have no idea what this has to do with Milo.

B: This backstory is as chopped up as...I don't know.

M: Morby is still pretty sickly looking though. He refused the ‘noble’ prize. Oh Milo is the benefactor to all these weirdo experiments. Morbo has a ton of bats. He's gonna use vampire bats dna to cure his weird blood disease. Oh he's gonna inject a mouse. That mouse is gonna MORB. Science always goes so fast in movies. The mouse is deadski.

B: What was supposed to happen to the mouse? It gets morbed? To save my best friend Milo who I shared 45 seconds of screen time with! Now the little girl is dying. Get this girl 100cc's of....drugs!

M: So they put her in a coma. Because you know. Science. Oh the mouse is fine. It came back.

B: Got morbed. Now he's gonna morb this poor sick child.

M: Oh damn we get to see Milo again. He's still sick. Jared Harris is still here. He hasn't aged a day despite everyone else aging 25 years.

B: Is that the guy who played Dr. Who?

M: Yep. Milo Who.

B: Milo just straight up rejected him. No bitches for Morbius. You up for a little morbin? Love is one thing, morbin...that's another. Now a callback to 10 minutes ago.

Michael Morbius & Milo, aka the M&Ms

M: Morbius is morbin up some dna in international waters where it's totally legal.

B: The biggest thing in this movie right now is that the pacing is going at BREAKNECK speed, everything is so poorly established. They did do a good job of making Morbius look on the brink of death because I am expecting Jared Leto to fucking die at any given moment. Oh NIPPLES, NIPPLES!

M: Oh my god.

B: Oh they're putting it in his spine AHHHHHHHH. You've never had a needle in your spine, I have! AHHHHHH. He's very skinny, but when he morbs he's gonna get so jacked. His nipples will be fully engorged.

M: You can't say things like that and expect me not to put it in there. Things are getting kinky, they have to tie Morbo down while he morbs. He's having a seizure or something. The lights will flicker on and off. He's unstrapped, he was just strapped down.

B: The seedy boat dude is down here checking on Morbius but he's bad because he disrespects women. They're doing delicate celibate research.

M: Morbo is now not on the table. He's hanging from the fucking ceiling making howler monkey noises. They shoot at him, but it's too late, he's MORBED. Oh my god, he looks hysterical. He ate that guy and how he's destroying shit.

B: Like Venom, he doesn't like noises. That woman just got pushed and she fell unconscious. Oh shit BULLET TIME. It's like the matrix! It looks bad. It does look like the source material but it shouldn't.

M: I don't even know what's happening. Morbo morbed and is killing fucking everyone.

B: He's going on a complete murderous morbius rampage. It feels like the whole movie has happened already.

M: Morbo wakes up and he's going back to being...human.

B: See he's buff! And he's got HUGE TITTIES. Did you see how big his titties are???

M: You're killing me. You are titty obsessed.

(Dib: What does LGBT stand for?? Leto got big titties??)

Biscuits is a proud member of the LGBT community.

B: *dies laughing* Morbius has to make sure his girlfriend is okay. He can hear her heartbeat because he's part bat.

M: I hope he's part sailor because he's got to get that boat back to land. Oh he's gonna Mayday it. Oh by the way you MURDERED everyone. Might wanna not be there when the cops show up. Oh the FBI is here. Doctor girl is in a coma just from getting pushed over. Morbo left an origami calling card though. Which was dumb.

B: Milo is like - that sounds like my ex boyfriend Morbius, he used to do that shit all the time. We used to Morb. Morbius is visiting his girlfriend in a coma. Whoops, sorry. My bad.

M: Oh the effects are wearing off. He's doing the stanky leg. He's gotta KEEP MORBIN. Despite the horrific side effects of murdering everyone. He's gotta get some blood.

B: He's using a pouch of blood like a fucking capri sun. Like a goddamn go gurt. He's doing math to figure out how often he needs to eat blood.

M: Morbius is like - well I'm a vampire but I'm really strong and I have huge tits so.....

B: Jared Leto is not a good actor. He's gonna vibe with his bat friends.

M: BATS DON'T MOB AND KILL PEOPLE. It doesn't happen. Oh he's got echolocation too. Oh this effect is so....so incredible. Wow. I can't even describe for our home audience how cool that was. The fake blood is only keeping him good for six hours, that's pretty bad.

B: Kids, don't do Morb. Milo shows up where Morbo has left all of his research carefully unguarded. He's locked himself in a cage to contain himself. He's writing BLOOD on the wall.

M: Milo has said Michael like 80 times.

B: Milo tries to pet him like a dog, lol. Milo is just like - HEY YOU'RE STRONG NOW.

Morbs do not appreciate being petted.

M: Nevermind all the sweating and blood drinking and shit. Milo is the one bankrolling this shit. Milo just wants the morb juice, damn the consequences. He wants big titties. I think Dib called it. Milo is gonna go get the morb juice and become the bad guy.

B: Dr woman is alive and concious. She doesn't know anything. She was dead at the time.

M: Is the FBI really suggesting that it looks like a vampire did this?

B: This is the MCU, they've seen weirder. But where is Dr. Morbius? Did he kill those people? Find out the next episode of Mighty Morbin Power Rangers.

M: We are not even halfway through!

B: HOW??? Again, the pacing of this movie is genuinely jarring. I don't know if it was the director or the writers or what but it's like being on a rollercoaster with pieces of the track missing.

M: Oh I guess he morbed out again and he's eating someone. Maybe. Might be Milo Morbin. Nobody notices that Morbius is suddenly tanned and jacked.

B: I'd smash that. Say what you will but I would hit that. Nobody notices how good he looks. Did he get some of that Captain America juice???

M: Oh the FBI found him. But his fake blood saved one of them. But they're like - hey you look pretty good for a guy who is mostly dead.

B: Did you do anything suspicious on that boat? Like turn into a vampire and eat a bunch of guys? He has beautiful eyes. I don't approve of anything he's said or done in his entire life but he's attractive. Morbius is gonna morb out and fight these dudes with his vampire powers. Oh he's got good leaps.

He’s neo-ing all over the place.

M: He's got a grab bag of powers that would make Wolverine Origins Deadpool jealous. The bullet time is my favorite one. Now he's in jail. But they let him journal. They brought holy water to the interrogation so apparently they believe he IS a vampire.

B: Well he's gotta be SOMETHING because they just saw him do like a 40 foot vertical leap.

M: That's fair. Morbius is like - well I might have killed some people but I'm not like other Morbs. Also I'm about to morb out right now. Please bring my bag of fake blood.

B: I'm starting to get hungry. You wouldn't like me when I'm hungry.

M: Milo shows up pretending to be his lawyer. He's gonna be like - the only way to fix this is to give me the morb juice.

B: They're charging me with murder. Well you did kill people! You very much did kill people!

M: Ooh maybe Milo killed that woman. He stole the morb juice. He did bring him some stuff though.

B: He's not walking with his cane anymore, he totally did.

M: Now Morbo is gonna have to get out and take out his childhood bestie.

B: The movie is just like Jared Leto sweating simulator.

M: It's morbin time. Oh fucking SHIT. He's fucking breaking through a concrete wall, for fuck's sake. Oh he's doing BIG JUMPS now. Stops for a spiderman style moment on top of a building. Oh and he's got like super hearing. Oh yeah Milo is definitely a vampire. We are halfway through this movie.

B: I don't understand what is happening??? Was this movie obliterated on the editing floor or was this how it was supposed to be??

M: What the fuck is the rest of the movie???

B: Jared Leto being sweaty.

M: Milo is like - hey it's cool.

B: Milo's supervillian arc happened so fast. I don't even have a word for how nonsensical this movie's pacing is. Milo has Black Canary's sonic scream. Vampire wrestling match in the subway. The trail effect is kinda hokey.

M: I'm not sure public is the best place for this conversation. Morbo is still wearing prison orange. Milo kills the cops who shows up and even more amazing effects. He fortnite dances. MICHEAAAAAAL.

B: Hey Mikey....Mikey baby...honey.

M: The rest of this movie is just slow mo effects shots. I don't think this is supposed to be funny but it really is. I don't even know what's happening to Jesus Morbius right now. Oh he's fucking FLYING. Just...flying. In the subway. I....I don't....

He’s playin’ the base and I’m FLYIN!

B: Not sure about that one, chief.

M: Milo is gonna go after doctor girl. To make Morbo mad I guess.

B: She's so important to this movie and I'm so invested in her arc. She's reading about how Morbius is wanted for murder but he's on the bus with her. Milo is using his science for EVIL.

M: Now they're in a diner. The issue is, when the fake blood stops working, I morb out. It's kinda bad. Some counterfeiters try to give a woman fake money after she knows it's fake.

B: Morbo is gonna go exact justice. They just counterfeited! I'm not sure they deserve to get fucking murdered.

M: This is the important counterfeiter arc. Is this really happening? We need to slow down the movie RIGHT NOW for this shit.

B: They're trying to show that he's a tortured soul. He's an anti hero. You never know what he's gonna do!

M: He's gonna take their lab? It's for making fake money, not science.

B: I don't know how counterfeiting equipment is gonna help him do blood science.

M: He seriously just made a venom reference??

B: He's a loose cannon Morb on the edge.

M: How is there this much tech in a money lab. And now the Milo sexy dance sequence that is really happening. He's very pleased with his titties I guess. This is really happening. The spiderman dance sequence is now no longer the most hilariously awful dance sequence in a marvel movie.

B: They could have cut that and it would have made no difference. Why is that in here? Milo is creeping on women at the bar now.

M: Can vampires drink tequila? I'm so lost about what is even happening. They don't need to establish that he's a bad guy! We already did that! We know he's a vampire and he killed people! But now he's just out there....roaming around??

B: Scenes in a movie don't really need to like...go together or have any work up or connection, right? Just put em wherever! In whatever order! It doesn't matter. Now Dr. Lady and Milo BadGuy are at Michael's lab and Milo is like - I want to help Morbo, do you know where he is?

M: But she already knows he's a vampire so... I guess he's just gonna leave.

B: Her character is just so incredibly not important to this movie. M: We are 2/3rds of the way through. Now we gotta drag out the final confrontation for another half hour. The FBI doing some fine work here. Oh no Dr. Lady Woman got scratched and Morbius smells the good juice and he's trying not to morb out. I love the whole fucking ‘on red’ shit.

B: ‘On red’ sounds like a euphemism for getting your vampire period. They're having such deep conversation. I really feel the chemistry between these two. None of this would have happened if they cast Keanu Reeves. He also has nice titties. If you just need a dude with nice titties, there's lots of options.

M: Oh they're KISSING. But Milo is watching from 10 miles away because he can do that now. The FBI again doing really important work. They're probably the most interesting characters.

B: The CCTV seems to show a guy getting fucking eaten by a vampire. Because that's how that works and it's not grainy or anything.

M: Jared Harris is like oh no....vampires. Maybe he's gonna be like some sort of vampire mentor. Or he's just gonna die because Milo's gonna murder him. The movie has started dragging ass. Milo has daddy issues. Now there's a showdown with Jared Harris about liking Morbo more. And apparently he just knows Milo's a vampire and he's like - okay? Oh he dead. Milo is a terrible villian ffs.

B: His arc makes no sense.

M: Now more bullshit blood science because Morbo has to die a hero. But there's a big problem with your plan MORBO, because Milo is not dead.

B: He's gonna try to inject Milo first, I think.

M: Jared Harris isn't dead tho so he calls Morbo who of course runs to help him because he's dumb. You can't just walk into a hospital, Dr. Morbo. And he's dead.

B: OH NO HE'S DEAD. This character who had like two scenes in the entire movie. But Morbo has super good ears and he can hear Milo threatening his girlfriend and so he's gonna go out with full ugly vampire face on and echolocate himself some bitches.

No bitches? Try echolocation.

M: That's how echolocation works.

B: He's....soaring.

M: The flying shit fucking kills me, it's so funny. Dr. LadyWoman is dying.

B: Use her tasty blood to make you stronger. Everyone is dying in a ten minute timespan now. They could have cut half this movie out and replaced it with some shit that makes sense. He angry!

M: Can we please do the final showdown and end this?

B: I'm gonna have to take a massive shit in a few minutes so can we wrap this up?

M: Morbo is getting his ass kicked.

(Dib: He's gonna inject himself with the blood and make Milo drink him.)

M: Quit calling everything!

B: Wow this is a really well edited action sequence where I can definitely follow what's going on.

M: And not badly lit at all. Oh it's time for the MORBIUS SCREAM which apparently fucking summons bats???

B: Morbius sucks. He just got his ass handed to him.

M: Oh you've gotta be kidding me. Are the bats gonna like...resurrect him? Eat Milo?? What!??! This is inadvertently HILARIOUS. More slow mo. Morbo is fucking conducting the bats like it's a fucking orchestra. This is really happening. They're attacking Milo.

B: *sadly* Oh nooooo.

M: He injects Milo with the stuff.

B: Get morbed. Mikey...I thought we were bros, dude. All of our bro moments. Our broments.

M: Is this over yet? Milo's dead.

B: Fellas, is it gay to stab your homies goodnight?

M: The cops....again. Time to morb out. A comically large amount of bats and Morbius Neos the fuck out of there. But Dr. Girlfriend is gonna come back??

B: Did his bite morb her into a vampire? That's the end?? O....kay.....

M: In the after credit scene...Michael Keaton is here???? He just got like...portalled into a room.

B: What does he have to do with Morbius??? The multiverse thing???

M: I....don't know. I really like the bisexual lighting honestly but that's like...the only thing.

B: What...no Morbius rap song????

M: Closing thoughts?

B: This movie is a TRAINWRECK. It's kind of entertaining in it's badness. It's so insane. I don't know how much was the director or the writer or the editors but it feels like three different movies spliced together. Half of it feels like there's scenes that are missing and the other half feels like filler that should have been cut out. There's no screen time given to developing the characters, I don't even know the doctor's name. All I can say is it's just a disaster.

M: I think you put it perfectly with the first and second half bits. It's so incredibly paced, I can't even describe it. It's so insane. It's way too fast and then way too slow and then way too fast again and it makes NO SENSE at all. I was kinda entertained, I will admit. I think it's unintentionally hilarious, and honestly all the morbin' time memes are dead on. He just morbs and there's zero explanation for his random powers or why they show up and when, it's just completely random. The special effects are really...something. Matt Smith could not villain his way out of a wet paper bag.

B: It's Morbin.

(Dib: How am I supposed to go on with my life now, now that I've been morbed???)

M: Munch and Biscuits and sometimes Dib, Morbin' out.

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D&D Quotes Without Context

Spooky Halloween Two-Shot Edition, part 2

The wall freezes over, and cracks away. Behind it you find a black void. “That can’t be good.”

Shank: "Eenie, meenie, minie, Fuck it this one.”

"Nice. Since you look human, i'm guessing your some flavor of mostly dead the old guy keeps as a conversation starter.”

"Please say you don't cobble body parts together and bring them back to life as flesh golems.” "No I believe that's the chap across the hall. My business is in cryonics.” "You work with tears? Ah yes, I’ve heard about that.”

He points to the giant machine, "It conditions the air around me to keep it cool. I think I'll call it... the Air Freeze-O-Matic.”

GM: Music, cats, formaldehyde.

“I could freeze the basement.”

"Darn it, in such a panic I forgot the windows disappeared. I want to get a hold of the guild jerk who said this would be a cake walk!” "Yeah, never heard of no fixer named Neal O'Tip before yesterday.”

"It's the Truck-kun, man: he hit us all and now we're on another world, man.”

"Let me guess, you came in to rob this old fart too huh?” Janna: “No, I’m just a ride along. I need money for orphans.” Shank: “…Possibly.” Janna: “You told me we were collecting dues!” Shank: “We are. Just with extra legal methods.” Rhett: "Dudes evil with a capital E. Cops don't care if we rob Evil.” Janna: “It’s still… vaguely… immoral!” Rhett: "Yeah, that's why we get chaotic heaven if we die on this job.”

"Look sexy nun lady, it’s perfectly alright and moral to do bad things to bad people.” “We can debate this later sexy snake lady. I mean regular snake lady.”

The front door opens to a strange alien landscape, a vast purple wasteland, mountains in the distance, and numerous alien moons hanging in the sky. "I saw this on a trip once, man.” "A trip to where?" “I say we take it then try to find a space pirate.” "And that is a huge nope. We are trapped here, they are is no way out. The basement or an ambush on the those giants are our only options. Game over, man, game over.” "I think that's my line?" Will [Hudson] takes out a script and puzzles over it.

“What’s that Bahamut? We should check the pendulums?”

"Bad luck. He left his pockets in his body.”

Shank: “Thank you Jar people. If we had more time we'd swipe all of you as well.”

You can hear the footsteps from down the hall. Shaundra turns to you guys, "You guys go, I'll keep him busy.” Shank: “Absolutely, person we just met.”

Shank: “Crisis of sexuality later. Escaping now.”

Rhett: ”Ebs, why's there a puce wire?” Nilta: "Because the creator was either a sadist or partially color blind.”

OOC: “ULSO, WE HAVE WORM SIGN THE LIKES OF WHICH BAHAMUT HAS NEVER SEEN!”

"Sir, you hired beings to acquire these items for you and then refused to pay them for their services. You have a huge debt and this is part of debt collection, I'm sorry we have to do this. Though after the nightmares we saw in your place I think you need to be shut down before you end the whole of reality with what you are experimenting in.” "Or I could kill you.” “I’m sure we can come to a mutual agreement.”

You find the horn, a bone white mastodon tusk, hollowed out and inlaid with gold. Will grabs it and toots.

"Leave her be for now, we need to survive long enough for our ride to get here." Janna’s head slowly turns its icy gaze on you. “JANNA WILL HAVE SNEK BOOTY.” "Um.....I think you need therapy, ma’am." “I have been told this, yes!”

"Death is on the roof with us this night!” "That isn't Death, Death is a hot goth girl.” "Death can take many forms. Mine was this complete dumbass human girl with blue hair.” "No, Death is a walking skeleton with an obsesion with cats."

“Bahamut shits bigger’ you.”

"Placing bets, how many years have we been missing, because that seems like the sort of eff-you tonight’s been throwing. Bidding starts with me at 5.”

GM: Congrats. You managed to all not die.

OOC: Basically that guy had been dead for a long time, and the air conditioner was keeping him alive. Morbo: "Biology does not work that way. Good night!”

OOC: I had several moments where I was going to suicidal charge, cause "dies" is my archetype here.

And all that was left of him were a pair of singed and smoking Slippers of Spider-Climb

Shank continued doing what he does best, stabbing people in dark alleys for money. Although his adventure made him consider his own mortality and the fate of his soul after his eventual death. His conclusion: No Jars. Cursed gem or better.

Weeks later, Will Hudson was found lying in a road, dying as if hit by a huge object traveling at great speed. Witnesses had reported strange lights and a roaring sound. His last words were, "Told you. Game….over…." Meanwhile the Terrible Old man slips Trunk Kun a 20 as he prepares two more jars in his room for Rhett and Will. "Two down, five more to go."

OOC: Classic horror Janna has to die as some kind of fucked up “proof” that homosexuality, witchcraft, and paganism will lead to your doom. OOC2: We just want horror and death. And the possibility of anyone being able to die. No guilt.

#dungeons and dragons #dnd 5e #quotes without context #halloween #lovecraft

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@stahp-right-there-peasant since you said you'd wanna read it

Morbos has never been one for sappy dumb traditions, such as kissing under mistletoe or wearing matching pieces of clothing with your significant other, but most of all he's never been fond of the idea of his partner meeting his parents. Fizz had always been adamant about Morbos meeting his parents because . . . well because it's complicated. It's complicated on Morbos' side as well but for different reasons.

Morbos' parents aren't like him at all. They're disgustingly affectionate and loving and he'd never seen either of them throw and insult at each other like he and Fizz do so regularly.

However when he let it slip to his mother that he has a special someone she was overjoyed and demanded that she meet the gentleman that has won her little baby's heart.

So now he's in Erik's room of all places, freaking out.

"Morbos," Erik starts, "it's not that big a deal, I've introduced countless boyfriends to my mom and it's always gone alright."

"You're not even going to be there!"

Before Erik can respond the door is opened and a certain tall elf walks in.

"I heard angry yelling. What are we bullying Morbos over, now?" Farid asks

"Oh nothing, just that his parents want to meet Fizz and he doesn't know how to tell Fizz that."

"Oh, that'll be fun."

Morbos and Fizz stand on the porch of an old-looking house.

"Ok, let's go over the rules."

"Rules?" Fizz asks tilting his head, "y'know everyday you sound more and more like a mom."

"Oh shut it, birdman."

"Ok, ok, what are the rules?"

"No insulting my mom's cooking, don't go through the house looking for something to steal, and no messing with the cat."

"They have a cat?"

"Yes."

"Huh, how d'ya think Mist would react to a cat?"

Before Morbos can answer the door is swung open and a small tiefling woman with a long ponytail is standing in the doorway, beaming.

"Oh, Morbos! Sweetie! We're so glad you could make it!"

She turns her attention to the kenku by Morbos' side.

"Oh and you must be Fizz! I've heard so many nice things about you!" She says as she shakes Fizz's hand.

"Really?" Fizz says as he looks up to Morbos who's refusing to look at him.

"Why yes of course, Morbos has always talked about what he loves. Now, where are my manners, please come in!"

"Now tell me! Just how did my sweet little angel and you meet?"

Morbos cringed at the nickname. He worries it's ruined his reputation with Fizz even more but Fizz just smiles up at him.

"Well-" Fizz begins but the door is slammed open by a far more muscley and about a foot taller than Morbos, tiefling.

"Did I miss anything?" The tiefling asks looking very worried.

"No Todd, they've actually just arrived!" Morbos' mother says in her usual chipper tone.

Todd sighs in relief and kisses his wife on the head before he slumps down into the empty armchair next to the couch. The cat hops up onto his lap and he begins to pet it.

"As I was saying-"

"Oh, yes! Honey, this is Fizz and he was about to tell us how he and our lovely Morbos met!"

"Nice to meet you Fizz."

"Nice to meet you too, Mr. Gloombringer I assume."

"Please, call me Todd."

"Alright then Todd."

"Oh right! You can call me Tiffany!", Mrs. Gloombringer adds.

"Good to know, Tiffany. Now as I was saying, Morbos and I met on a job for the boss of a dino racing place which Morbos now is in charge of it's not a big deal."

"Oh yes! You've told us about you're new job and what a fabulous one it is!"

"Yes, indeed" Todd adds.

The night is going smoothly. Fizz has been getting along great with Morbos' parents, hell he even asked for seconds of the dinner. Morbos was starting to relax.

Well until a familiar voice screamed "Birb!"

Everyone looked over to see a small tiefling girl in pajamas clutching a stuffed animal in one arm and pointing directly at Fizz with the other.

"Tilly! What are you doing up?" Todd asks

"Tilly wanna hang out with Morbos and Morbos boyfriend!" Tilly says stomping a foot on the ground.

"Matilda! You know there's no stomping in this house!" Tiffany says, her usual chipper tone replaced by the firm mother tone.

Tilly crosses her arms and pouts. Morbos' instincts take over and he quickly walks over to Tilly and picks her up.

"Tilly." Morbos says looking Tilly in the eyes

"Morbos!" Tilly says as she holds his face in her tiny hands.

"Look, it's past your bedtime and you need to go back to bed."

"Don't wanna."

"I know you don't wanna but guess what?"

". . . what?"

"I'll tuck you in and Fizz will read you a bedtime story."

"Wait, what?"

"sleep over?" Tilly asks with big eyes.

". . . I"

There's an abrupt meow as the cat hops down from Todd's lap and Todd crosses the room to his two kids.

"That's a great idea, Tilly! Morbos, you and Fizz can sleep in your old room and your mom and I will make breakfast for everyone tomorrow."

Fizz and Tiffany look at each other then back at the three tieflings in a huddle of sorts.

"Yay!" Tilly shouts, overjoyed.

Todd claps Morbos on the back as he Morbos grows pale.

"Well, this is certainly a mess" Fizz says looking around Morbos' old room.

"Shut it, birdman. Just be happy my mom hasn't made it into her sewing room yet."

"No, I like it."

Morbos stops and looks at Fizz for a minute before shrugging and throwing a weak insult at him.

Morbos wakes up and reaches for Fizz. When he can't find him he sits up and rubs his eyes.

"Right, he's an early bird for gods' sake." Morbos mumbles to himself.

He gets out of bed and makes his way to the kitchen where Tilly is sitting listening intently to Fizz. It's cute. Morbos smiles softly at the pair.

"Ah, Morbos you're awake!" Todd says as he puts an arm over his son's shoulders and brings him in for a hug.

"Don't crush him, dear." Tiffany says as she puts Morbos' plate on the table.

Todd releases Morbos from his grip with an apologetic smile on his face. Morbos smiles back quickly before making his way to his seat.

"And then what happens?!" Tilly asked excitedly.

"Then it makes a big explosion." Fizz explains.

"Like FWOOMPH?!"

"Yep, just like that."

"Awesome!"

Morbos looks down at the two pancakes drizzled with syrup and begins to eat.

Maybe Fizz meeting his parents wasn't a bad idea after all.

#dungeonbreaker #fizz #morbos #morbos gloombringer #erik #farid #hopefully they seem written right #I don't think I've wrote any dungeonbreaker stuff before #egg writes

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