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[soulsell]

since none of y’all know how to behave, I think I might be going on hiatus again.

[vincent-stims]

Reminder to unfollow me if:

-You support “yaoi culture”

-You fetishize LGBT+ people, especially mlm, wlw, and trans people.

-You think all mlm are your “hot dirty sin babies” etc etc

-You think all mlm or trans men are your “soft smol uwu pure flower babies”

-You call yourself a “fujoshi” or “yaoi lover” or whatever the fuck y'all are calling yourselves these days

Just fuck off.

[twodentz]

                       ⎛ɪ'ᴍ ᴛᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴍʏsᴇʟғ                                      sʜɪᴛ ɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ɪ'ᴍ ᴄʀᴀᴢʏ.                                                      ɪ ᴡᴀʟᴋ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʟᴜʙ ʟɪᴋᴇ                                                                                 ᴇᴠᴇʀʏʙᴏᴅʏ ʜᴀᴛᴇs ᴍᴇ.⎠

[lehighfivegirl-deactivated20200]

Alright, sit the fuck down children I have done my research and I can tell you: Murdoc’s jiggling and shaking in recent interviews is not just a funny random thing. Buckle up, this is going to be long.

Murdoc suffers from essential tremors. 

Essential tremors are the most common type of tremor and affect 4% of adults over 40. The cause is unknown but stress can make it much worse. It’s also usually progressive. Symptoms include brief, uncontrollable shaking, a shaking voice, nodding head, tremors that worsen with emotional stress and/or purposeful movement and lessen with rest, and in rare cases balance problems. There’s no cure. Any of this sounding familiar?

How do I know this? Murdoc takes Xanax.

Xanax is a benzodiazepine that is commonly used to treat anxiety and panic disorders, but is also used to treat essential tremors. It is the second line of medication that is usually only prescribed if the first set didn’t work. Tremors can also be a symptom of withdrawal for those dependant on alcohol. 

So, if Murdoc does actually suffer from tremors which seems very likely, that would explain his behaviour as of late. We haven’t seen him twitch quite like this before, which would suggest that his condition is indeed progressive, which also explains why 2D doesn’t seem all that concerned by it. 

Another one to throw into our lovely mix is Murdoc is a severe insomniac. This one is a little easier to believe, isn’t it? He takes Rohypnol. (or at least has some in his possession.) 

Now, it’s important to note here: Rohypnol is illegal in America and is commonly used as a date rape drug. Would Murdoc, a rape victim, use a date rape drug maliciously? I highly doubt it. Let’s be more realistic.

Rohypnol is an immediately acting anaesthetic that is used to sedate- it makes the user drowsy, euphoric and uninhibited. Other undesirable effects include weakness, headaches, nausea, sight and breathing difficulties, confusion and unconsciousness. It is used in other countries as a sedative before surgery due to the amnesia it can cause, but it is also used to treat severe insomnia. 

(It can be identified as a green tablet with a blue centre that will dye liquids blue, if you ever come across it. The colouration is to make it more obvious to victims who have had it slipped into their drink.) 

Like Xanax, Rohypnol is a benzodiazepine, and when you mix it with alcohol and/or anti depressants, it can slow breathing and heart rate into a comatose state- or death. They’re both serious drugs and they should be treated with respect.

Rohypnol does sedate most people, but ironically some victims can grow aggressive or excited.

We need to remember that Murdoc is a doctor- a fully qualified general practitioner who is capable of signing off prescriptions. He can get a hold of these medicines if he wants them. 

tl;dr: Murdoc takes medication that is just as strong as 2D’s, if not stronger. He suffers from tremors, which is why he’s been so shaky during interviews.

[sashkash]

“‘Bandmate’? Okay… It’s either you’re stupid or you’re cruel…or both…”

[Chapter 9 - The Answer by @greywindys]

[soulsell]

@pillpaused​

@soulsell​

         he’s not feeling too well ,  really .  no migraine but the grey skies still beat down on him ,  fill the space behind his ruined eyes with pressure .  the kind that nauseates and keeps his stomach empty all day .  and yet his cheeks pull into a nearly painful but dimpled ,  gap - toothed ,  gold - glistening smile .  it’s a special day ,  special occasion ,  and he loves those .  double checked with russ and everything ,  to make sure he’d not gotten the date mixed up .  he hadn’t .

         “  happy fifteenth ,  muds !  “  he doesn’t dare initiate physical contact ,  even in the midst of his cheer ;  his long fingers are left to jitter like pale spiders against his sides .  black lurks on the edges of his vision today ,  and still he smiles ,  blackish red sclera glinting beneath the fluorescents of kong .  this is the day he became something more .  “  we oughta do somethin’ ,  yeah ?  “  soon as he speaks he’s nervous ,  but the pills wrestle it down well enough .  for his voice not to tremble ,  at least .  “  celebrate pwoperly ?  “  sluggishly his mind picks up speed ,  keeps him going even though he’d quite like to stop ,  even though his tongue’s feeling heavier ,  busted brain losing hold of its l’s and r’s ,  the two consonants melting in his mouth .  “  can’t bel - believe it’s been two whole yeaws .  thwee .  don’ fee’ like it ,  does it ?  “  he always forgets that one ,  the coma one .  no wonder ;  he wasn’t there for it .  he likes the anniversary alright ,  but the coma year scares him something awful ,  and so he finally finds it in himself to stop talking .  rests his heavy tongue in the gap of his teeth ,  waits for the bassist’s judgement with his stomach in knots .  monochromatic eyes full of desperate hope ,  invisible to anyone but the person behind them .

He remembers the story very fondly. One of his favorite stories to tell, in fact. ( Hyperbolic to his heart’s content, Murdoc was nothing if not an entertaining, albeit unreliable narrator. ) The one thing he never cared to memorize, however, was the date. No, he held no sentiment towards the anniversary. It was never a mark on a calendar, circled & anticipated. It was a memory -- hanging in the air of interviews & pubs. Dentz was his centerpiece, in a way -- hung up on meant to be hung up on mantle and perused through shitty, redundant small-talk. It was minutes of set up, joke delivery, crude descriptions of hyphemia -- it was his front man. Murdoc remembers not the fifteenth, no, he remembers: HOW DID GORILLAZ COME TO BE? 

& so, the ramblings of he so clouded in his own thoughts were almost ignored. Murdoc’s frame hangs ghoulish over a counter, hunched back turned away from the celebration. Spindly fingers are frozen in between his hair, temples pushed with enough force that the heels of his hands ought to leave a mark, indentations in his skull. Time had no meaning in Kong, at least, not to Murdoc himself. It was still just June 6th for about two months, & he’s been dealing with the aftermath hangover since. He’s not nearly as animated, could be mistaken for dead tired, or dead at all -- there is nary anything but the occasional bodily twitch, not even the slightest glance towards the other. It would be no shock had the other had the brain of a bear, if you played dead, it couldn’t kill you. Nay, a fate worse than death -- bound in a conversation spanning longer than five minutes. No move for melodramatic hand gestures, either that collide with flesh or with air ( yet ). No, merely lips furl in on themselves, & he’s left to ponder something at mere surface level -- he never really internalizes anything Dentz had to say. His speech is so vague, yet filled with certain disinterest, the closest thing Murdoc could give to a nice, polite FUCK OFF! 

“ Yeah, yeah -- these two, three, fifteen years have really been ( mm ) something. Now, if you ought to do anything, you can run along and get me a nice tonic & gin. Proper celebration, that. ” The pause in the middle is gruff, a small hum rumbling in his throat as he thinks of the least funny way to humor another.

[psn-c4t-deactivated20230730]

just gon put these here 

also

[devotedecay]

❥      NON - SEXUAL   ACTS   OF   DOMINANCE . 

feel free to edit or elaborate as you please .   ( add  ‘ reverse ‘  to your message if you’d like to see how my muse would perform the action ) . otherwise , send in one of these for my muse’s reaction to   …

[ lit ]  your muse lighting a cigarette , spliff , etc. for mine . 

[ order ]  your muse ordering for mine at a restaurant or bar .

[ guide ]  your muse putting a hand on mine’s back to lead them .

[ pay ]  your muse paying for mine at a store , bar , restaurant , etc . ( you can specify where or for what . )

[ open ]  your muse opening a door for mine .

[ dry ]  your muse drying mine off with a towel after a shower , bath , swimming , etc . 

[ instruct ]  your muse giving mine instructions / telling them what to do . 

[ groom ]  your muse adjusting mine’s appearance , such as straightening a tie , fixing their hair , or buttoning their shirt for them , etc . 

[ direct ]  your muse taking mine by the chin and telling them to look yours in the eye .

[ disagree ]  your muse sternly telling mine  ‘ no ‘ .

[ rest ]  your muse resting their arm over mine’s shoulder / s .

[ clean ]  your muse cleaning a smudge of something off mine’s cheek , forehead , etc .   feel free to specify what and how . 

[ answer ]  your muse answering a question meant for mine . 

[ coat ]   your muse holds mine’s coat out for them while they put it on .

[ pilot ]  your muse taking mine by the arm , hand , shoulder , etc . to lead them . 

[ stare ]  your muse staring mine down . 

[ placement ]  your muse telling mine to sit down .

[ teach ]  your muse taking control of mine’s hand , arm , hips , etc . to make sure they do something correctly .  

[ patience ]  your muse telling mine to be patient .

[ tears ]  your muse wiping away mine’s tears .

[ swat ]  your muse swatting mine’s hand away from something they’re not supposed to touch .  

[ jewelry  ]  your muse clasping a piece of jewelry for mine , such as a necklace , or earrings . 

[ enough ]  your muse commanding mine to stop talking . 

[ retrieve ]  your muse requesting or ordering mine to retrieve them something .

[ invite ]  your muse inviting mine to sit on their lap .

[ lean ]  your muse inviting mine to lean into their side while they’re sitting or laying together . 

[ calm ]   your muse telling mine to  ‘ just breathe ‘ .

[ scold ]  your muse scolding mine for something .

[ comfort ]  your muse pulling mine into a reassuring hug .

[ approval ]  your muse complimenting mine on a choice they’ve made .

[ beckon ]  your muse beckoning mine to them without speaking . 

[ laces ]  your muse lacing , tying , or zipping something for mine , such as shoes , a dress , or a jacket , etc .

[ stay ]  your muse telling mine to stay in the car . 

[ defend ]  your muse defending mine’s reputation , dignity , or safety for them . 

[ feed ]  your muse feeding mine something , feel free to specify what .

[ volume ]  your muse demanding mine speak louder .

[ read ]  your muse reading something to mine .

[ refill ]  your muse refilling mine’s glass for them . 

[ possessive ]  your muse resting their hand on mine’s leg or the small of their back while they’re sitting beside each other . 

[soulsell]

things i like by russel hobbs is the quality content i need, deserve, and now come to Expect

[soulsell]

hey! consider this a nice little starter call to get this rebirth started.

[soulsell]

ohhh are we talking murdoc songs??? im kinda partial to this one

[soulsell]

@hisband @plasticparadised @kingofpointnemo  the boys: a thread thank u for coming to my ted talk. 

[soulsell]

people who rp murdoc are braver than any us marines

[soulsell]

hey! consider this a nice little starter call to get this rebirth started.

[soulsell]

                      I’ve got no strings to hold me down to make me fret, or make me frown. I had strings, but now I’m free. There are no strings on me! Hi-ho the me-ri-o! That’s the only way to be. I want the world to know nothing ever worries me. I’ve got no strings, so I have fun. I’m not tied up to anyone. They’ve got strings, but you can see, there are no strings on me! You have no strings, your arm is free to love me by the Zeider Zee. Ya, ya, ya, if you would woo, I’d bust my strings for you! You have no strings, couci couca, your savoir faire is oo-la-la! I’ve got strings but entre nous, I’d cut my strings for you. Down where the Volga flows, there’s a Russian rendez-vous, where me and Ivan goes, but I’d rather go with you. Hey!

             .        .        . THERE ARE NO STRINGS ON ME!

[soulsell]

tag dump 002: characters n ships n blogs im most certainly in love w/, thank u

[soulsell]

tag dump 001: general shit.