#murdoc.

“Yeah, she... she does that sometimes.” Murdoc’s lips twitch, his eyes alight with mischief. He’s very much trying — and failing — to keep a straight face. Seems that bastard raven of his went and turned the big beastie’s ears inside out. And judging by the way she bobs her head and cackles upon the Creeper’s shoulder where she’s taken her perch, Cortez seems to find it funny, too. “Don’t fret, though. That means she likes you.”

BLESSED

like look  ...  man  ...  i know grendel / murdoc is a very weird unlikely crossover ship or whatever but after 2 years of development and crucial analysis into the intersections of their trauma, introspection into how they project images of themselves and how empathizing with one another allows them Both the freedom of Vulnerability, Access To The True Inner Self  ...  allows them to find and build on their deeply neglected Who-I-Really-Ams, so that even if neither of them are ever truly comfortable answering the question “who am i?”, they will at least be able to answer honestly, “i am better with him”  ...  i wouldn’t give grendoc up 4 the world