Game Changer & Make Some Noise
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therealricksanchezpleasestandup:
“Trying to get me to do something by attempting to tap into a cultural idea of masculinity which is so inherently delicate isn’t going to work on me.”
“Why don’t you just do us a favor and try eating it. You eat just about everything else.”
‘... Yer right. I mean, I’ve eaten yer ass before, this couldn’t be much worse right?’
therealricksanchezpleasestandup:
“I’m not scared, I’m just not a fucking idiot that wants to die.”
‘Sounds like little dick talk. I thought ya had a big dick-- s’where is it now?’
therealricksanchezpleasestandup:
“IT DOESN’T WORK LIKE THAT FINN.”
‘Sure it does-- yer jus’ too scared of it I guess!’
‘Jus’ drown it’
season 5 of samurai jack and reading @cobalt-draws writing for aku has given me some inspo so have a samurai jack! Finn
Cause I’m just a soul whose intentions are good, Oh Lord, please don’t lent me be misunderstood
I forgot I drew this
//I read your rules. "I don't multi-shop." Shit, I guess we can't hit up the dollar store after Wal-Mart.
I can’t spell stop bullying me this is harassment and I’m calling the internet police!!!!!!!!!!!!
therealricksanchezpleasestandup:
There it was. Her fuckin’ voice. Okay, he tried to play it off like he was okay with all of this, but the truth was far from it. It actually bothered him immensely that he couldn’t see her.
And so, it became a game of swiping at the air every so often, on top of continuing to pace around the garage, but being sure not to go so far as to make it a matter of going out of his way to find her.
“No, but I am trying to find my friend.”
‘Jus yer friend? Wow.’
Her voice sounds hurt for all of a nano second, watching as his hand desperately swipes at the air for contact, letting him struggle sadly before gracing him with her presence, her body all but coming into view behind him, surprising him with a good hook of her tentacle, ensnaring him in long, long locks while folding toned arms in front of her ample chest. Piercing eyes never looked more sharp. ‘You wound me, Sanchez. N’ here I was comin’ to surprise you with somethin’ good’
I Ran A Flock of Seagulls
therealricksanchezpleasestandup:
Right. He forgot she can do that sorta shit. Fuckin’ hated that sometimes. It’s okay, he’ll just blatantly pretend to be hurt and upset. Two can play at that game.
“Fine, guess I’ll just be by myself then. All by my–myself. Oh, poooor me. Oh nooooooo. Wow, I–I sure wish that, that someone was here in my time of need–”
What a baby, the eldritch creature can only watch in amusement as he paces the floor of the musty garage he practically lives in, trying so hard to gain her sympathy. A voice, primordial, deep, and echo-y as hell, rings all about him. ‘Are you a damsel n’distress then?’
KRAKEN
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An eye for an eye? No! Both eyes for an eye! A tooth for a tooth? No! All their teeth for a tooth! Repay evil! Make it wail in pain, howling until their eyes pop from their sockets. And then, you can look under your feet and boldly declare that what is there cannot endanger anyone, cannot hurt anyone. How can someone be a danger, when they have no eyes? How can someone hurt when they have no hands? They can only wait until they bleed to death.’
Cirilla of Cintra. (Andrzej Sapkowski, The Tower of the Swallow)
I was still drunk
“Finn–? I know you’re–you’re out theEEUGHre.”
Well-- now she’s going to just remain camouflaged just because you said something. Where’s waldo?
‘Around. N’about.’ A small sniff, tentacles curling. ‘You ditched our dinner date’
Oh. Right.
Well, not like he can get away now, considering that there’s already a few tendrils automatically wrapping around him. Typically, when that happened, there was little chance of him getting away.
“Yeah. Uh. A-about that–”
And then a tentacle is crawling its way on his face, right over the side of his cheek. One eye has to be closed lest he gets poked in the eye here, but the one opened one is maintaining eye contact with her.
Just like old times.
A soft peck, right to his temple, a hand caressing the curve of high cheek bones, worn in by age and volatile alcoholism. Then, a smirk. ‘I’m a big girl. You’re forgiven. How’s it been, Sanchez?’
‘Around. N’about.’ A small sniff, tentacles curling. ‘You ditched our dinner date’
