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LISTEN UP AGAIN KIDS STOP REBLOGGING THIS FUCKING GARBAGE POST. IT IS 100% FUCKING BULLSHIT AND CAN AND MOST DEFINITELY WILL LITERALLY KILL. DO YOU NOT SEE WARNING LABELS THAT SAY “DO NOT INDUCE VOMITING”? THEY AREN’T FUCKING AROUND. YOU CAN FUCKING BURN THEIR ESOPHAGUS BY CAUSING VOMITING, CAUSE CHOKING, DROWNING, OR MAKE IT WORSE! AGAIN DO NOT FORCE ANYTHING DOWN ANYONE’S THROAT. THEY. CAN. DROWN. IF SOMEONE IS LOSING CONCIOUSNESS ALL THE CHIT CHAT IN THE WORLD WILL NOT PREVENT IT AT THAT POINT THEY ARE IN SERIOUS DANGER. “Buuut i don’t wanna take them to the hospital!!!” WELL SUNSHINE GLAD YOU’D RATHER HAVE A DEAD FRIEND THAN A LIVING ONE BUT YOU’RE IN LUCK CALL FUCKING POISON CONTROL. THEY ARE NOT THE COPS. THEY WILL HELP YOU. AND IF THEY SAY GO TO THE FUCKING HOSPITAL YOU GO TO THE FUCKING HOSPITAL. NO EXCUSES. 0. NONE. I have seen this shit cross my dash SO MANY TIMES so PLEASE fucking reblog this and prevent some well meaning idiot from accidentally killing someone they love!

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I really admire the way Rick and Morty shows self loathing. It is, no exaggeration, one of, if not the most realistic portrayals of self loathing in fiction that I've ever seen. I deal with incredibly heavy self loathing, there have been times where I cried out of just being so ashamed of myself due to my self loathing. I just fall into a pit of self loathing. But enough about my personal life, you guys aren't here to hear about my depression! You're here to see me overanalyze this old man, which I will happily do!

One thing I really like is how Rick's self-loathing is a consistent character trait that actually affects him as a character. So many media use self-loathing purely as a simple way to make you feel bad for the characters. Which is something I fucking hate. They'll mention one or two throw-away lines, but besides that, that's really it. For Rick, it's consistent. Like for example him not valuing his own life and his risk taking behaviors is tied to his self-loathing. And he has multiple scenes about it. One of my personal favorite being him at the end of the season 4 finale "Holy shit, I'm a terrible father." and the scene at the end of Old Man and the Seat "Enjoy sitting there all by yourself while you sit there and think about how nobody wants to be around you, and how you ruin it for yourself because you're a huge piece of shit! (…) Look at him there, king shit on his throne of lonliness! (…) All hail his Majesty! The saaaaaadest piece of garage in the entire cosmos!" I like this scene aren't overly dramatic. They are shocking realistic. People who self-loath typically do not want to burden other people with it. Seeing themselves as a burden already, and not wanting to put more on the people they love. Having someone who self-loath yell about it randomly to a loved one as a big revalation is simply just unrealistic. So having Rick just solemnly reflect on it alone is just so much better and just much more realistic.

Also! I do appreciate how it doesn't really have an "inner voice" that talks to him. While I understand a lot of people who self-loath have that, for me, it's more so just first person talk, instead of a voice telling me I'm a piece of shit, I'll just think "I'm a piece of shit." so having Rick say stuff like that really make these scenes more realistic to me, and make Rick all the more relatable. I-I'm ok I promise

I absolutely love just the sheer realism of the self-loathing. It could have been done so bad, but they do it in such a heart-wrenching, yet realistic way. I love this show so fucking much-

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I have 290 followers! What should I do when I hit 300? (Please let me know I have zero ideas)

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Is this just me, or do I feel like we do not need another Beth in Rick and Morty season 8? Space Beth and Domestic Beth work fine as a parallel to each other. And Space Beth was always likable enough, nothing amazing, but y'know. She was still likable in my opinion. I do not think they needed to bone though. But like, do we really need a 3rd Beth? I mean I feel like there's not really much else you can do, and we do not need 3 version of the same character. (I know all of them have infinite versions of themselves, but none of these play as much as a role that Space Beth did, aside from Evil Morty and Rick Prime) And I feel like they already did all they could with the clone plotline. The arc is finished. We don't need another version of Beth.

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Summer: Here's a fun Chirstmas idea, we hang mistletoe but instead of kissing, we have to FIGHT whoever's under it!

Beth: Summer, no.

Rick: Mistlefoe.

Beth: Stop encouraging her.

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Rick: Can we just get out of here? I'm claustrophobic.

Jerry: What does that mean?

Morty: It means he's afraid of Santa Claus.

Rick: No it doesn't-

Jerry: Ho-ho-ho!

Morty: Stop dad! You're scaring him!

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While I hated his cameo, Elon Musk's cameo in Rick and Morty was probably a dude bro's wettest dream. And totally stuck it to those woke people! (Ignore the fact that Rick is autistic and most of the main cast is queer)

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Season 7 having no incest jokes gives me some hope that Dan won't let his gross fetishes affect the show again.

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I'm recently rewatching the Ricklantis Mixup (Banger episode btw) and the way Mortys are treated in so fucked up. Like the ones not in Mortytown are taken away from all of their families besides Rick. Which can't be good in any capacity. And are raised to just be sidekicks and nothing else…which is just…jesus that's fucked up. Not even mentioning that most of their Ricks don't care about them since Ricks killing Mortys is normal, so Ricks physically abusing Mortys are probably normal. And nothing is done about it. And some Mortys literally get killed and Ricks feel absolutely no sadness, they just replace them. And the ones in Morty Town are homeless, have access to drugs, alcohol, etc. and have no families. Reminder these are 14-year-olds. And that's not to mention that there is literally a store for Mortys that advertises them as pets and are mass produced. And a voucher for a free replacement Mortys if their grandson fucking DIES! And those Mortys are bred to be as forgiving as possible. Jesus Chirst the citadel is so fucking fucked up. That's not even mentioning ones in school that will end up in Mortytown if they miss graduation. AND the police cruelty againist Mortys. And how they are just seen as inferior to Ricks. Evil Morty couldn't even get respect when he became president. No wonder he wanted to destroy the citadel, thus destroying the toxic bonds between Ricks and Mortys. Morty seriously deserves so much better. My poor baby boy. I might make an overanaysis post on this, I dunno The citadel is SO much fun to explore.

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I love Rick's shit eating grin while he's dragging Jerry. I absolutely love this man. He's such an asshole, he's the best.

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I always enjoy doing multi-fandom polls like these so.....

Propaganda and anti-propaganda is not only allowed but encouraged!

Explanations for why these characters are contenders under the cut if you are curious!

Wander (Wander Over Yonder)

He's just such a precious baby boy. He is so legitimately sweet, he loves helping others, and genuinely believes that there is good in everyone. Obviously he's not perfect, he can get too competitive, and can get a lil crazy when he's unable to help, but he's still a very sweet, wholesome baby boy! He also is very optimistic! He doesn't even do it for glory, and if he does get seen as a hero, he doesn't care if the stories they tell are accurate, all he wants is for it to give people hope. He also will risk his life to save and help others, which is just so fucking sweet-

Morty Smith (Rick and Morty)

He's just such an adorable baby boy. Even after spending so much time with Rick, he's still just a genuinely sweet, good-natured kid. He loves animals, wants to do the right thing to a fault, and is just a genuinely sweet, compassionate, adorable, kid. Obviously he makes mistakes and isn't perfect, nobody on this list is. But he's 14, what do you expect? He also killed people buttttt uhhhh MOVING ON, look he's neurodivergent and a minor ok!? WITH REPRESSED RAGE! What do you want from him!?

Tamaki Suoh (Ouran High School Host Club)

MY SON! Yes my bias on this list is very, VERY clear. He is very optimistic, and has trouble seeing the bad in people. Tamaki is just such a sweet guy. He is determined to help others, and just wants to make people happy. He loves his family more than anything, he's an affectionate friend, a loving boyfriend, and just genuinely wants to do right. He loves helping others, is just a geuinely nice guy, and he's really compassionate and just an all around great person. He is very dumb, and can be overdramatic, but he has a heart of gold!

Azusa Mukami (Diabiolik Lovers)

I have no excuse for watching this show- I was hate watching it with a friend ok? And Azusa was the only character I could stand. Now he's a sadist and a masochist because of his tragic backstory. But he's the only character I feel a shred of sympathy for, besides maybe young Laito and Yui. But that's it. He does cause Yui pain, but he thinks pain makes people happy, since he was brutally beaten as a kid and it made people happy. It's a long story- His heart is in the right place, he is very confused, but you can tell that he does think that he is doing the right thing. He just needs a LOT of therapy. He also is the only diaboy besides Subaru that treats Yui with a shred of respect and basic fucking human decency and is really the only decent diaboy.

David (Camp Camp)

He's just such a sweet lil guyyyyyy. Yes he did have toxic positivity, buttttt his heart was in the right place, and he does eventually get out of that mindset. He is just a genuinely good person, he's an animal lover, he actually cares about the camp, the staff, and the campers, even putting Max above the approval of his father figure. And he can't bring himself to harm another living being, even if they hurt him, which is just so fucking pure and wholesome. He also is incredibly optimistic. I love this man.

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TW CSA MENTION UNDER THE CUT

Honestly I think one of the reasons why the Mr. Jellybean episode (Meeseeks and Destroy) is so infamous despite it being well handled in my (A csa survivor's) opinion, is because csa isn't something that's really brought up in cartoons. Which is fair, since it's not only a really touchy subject, but also uncomfortable for a lot of people. So the fact that we almost see someone who was just confirmed to be 14 not too long ago when this episode aired, and honestly who looks even younger, especially considering how this was the first serious topic Rick and Morty tackled, made a lot of people uneasy and was pretty jarring considering how rare it is for that kind of subject to be tackled. And also, there wasn't a trigger warning, which is one of the few things I didn't like about the way it was handled, so it probably triggered a lot of people. I still love this episode with my whole heart though, and it's a major comfort for me (Despite the Mr. Jellybean scene nearly giving me a panic attack) but I guess I can kinda understand why it's so infamous.

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"Take a look at this monster, he doesn't know how to communicate" A Rick and Morty songfic.

MASSIVE TW FOR ALCOHOL/SUBSTANCE ABUSE, DEPRESSION, SELF-LOATHING, SUICIDAL THOUGHTS, OVERSTIMUATION AND SURVIVORS GUILT UNDER THE CUT

Often I am upset that I cannot fall in love but I guess this avoids the stress of falling out of it

Rick was leaning back in his desk chair. All alone in his lab. Eyes glazed over with alcohol and whatever strong alien drug he could get his hands on. All he could think about was Diane.

Diane.

Diane.

Diane.

That single named echoed through his mind.

On full volume.

With fuckin' surround sound speakers.

It's funny, isn't it? He drinks to forget, to numb himself, now that doesn't even work. But he still drinks anyway. What else can he do? 

Drinking was the only constant in his life.

The only thing that will stay with him no matter what.

Everyone else, Beth, Jerry, Summer

...

Morty.

Fucking Morty...

They will go at any moment, because Rick can't get rid of those stupid fucking irrational attachments, even though all it does is make things worse for it.

All the people he-

...

Jesus Chirst...

The people he lo-

...the people that are...more tolerable than others will all leave him eventually, or will fucking die because the universe just loves giving Rick his just desserts.

At least alcohol won't fucking die or leave him. At least the universe gave him a break in that regard. Rick's mind ran rampant because it loves to make him suffer because he deserves it. 

Now it was forcing him to think about Diane and Morty.

Morty...

Rick, even with all of his intellect, will never understand how the kid burrowed himself into Rick's brain like a fucking prion.

He's tried all he can to push the kid away, lying, putting him in danger, manipulating him, but he still fucking stays.

What's worse?

Rick wanted him to stay.

Rick put his hand over his face and groaned.

What was wrong with him? What was wrong with Morty? You'd think the kid was some sucker for poison or something considering it's what he surrounds himself with it everyday. The kid doesn't know what's good for him. And a part of Rick hoped he'd never find out, because if he did, he'd leave Rick. 

And as much as he hated to admit that, he probably couldn't keep himself together if the kid left.

God how pathetic was he? He'd fall apart if some stupid kid, who should be replaceable, left.

He really does deserve to fucking think about killing himself every single fucking day.

He deserves every fucking bad thing that happens to him.

Because, even though he was Rick fucking Sanchez, the smartest man in the universe, a fucking GOD, he still hasn't learned not to care about people after he saw his fucking wife and child die in front of him.

When they turned into nothing but a pool of blood and organs.

He still hasn't learned that the universe is so fucking big that nothing matters.

That nothing should matter.

After fucking everything.

After Diane died.

After Bird person rejected him.

After Unity left.

He still, apparently, learned not to fucking get attached to people, even though all it caused him was fucking pain that he deserved for being stupid enough to let himself care, to think for a second that he could be vulnerable. 

It was his fucking fault.

Nothing matters!

Why can't he just get that through his fucking head!?

All caring does is hurt him.

He should know better by now.

But he still didn't.

He still had to be fucking weak, he still had to fucking care.

What was even the point?

What's the point of living if all you do is make things worse?

He should just-

...

He should just...

...

Rick took another swig of alcohol, the fire forcing itself down his throat as he looked down at his flask.

At least alcohol was there.

At least it was something he didn't ruin by just existing.

At least he was only ruining himself by using it.

Something that deserved to be ruined.

At least it, even for a little, makes him hate himself a little less.

Makes him think that maybe. just maybe, he's worth something.

That he's more than just a piece of shit.

A fucking burden on everything he knows.

A parasite.

A leech.

A fucking Jerry.

Someone that just makes everyone's lives worse.

At least it distracts him, at least for a second, from the truth that he was constantly told every second of every minute of every day.

At least it numbs him just enough so that he doesn't just fucking slit his throat already.

That had to be worth something, right?

Still though, sober or drunk, Diane still lived rent-free in his mind.

Her face when the bomb fell...

The way she turned from a beautiful goddess into just a puddle of red liquid in just a few seconds.

That video played in his mind on loop in HD quality.

He could see every detail so clearly as it replayed in his mind over and over...

He could've done something, anything.

Maybe if he didn't freeze up and stare with his jaw to the floor like a fucking pussy, if he actually did something good for once in his life, if he pushed her out of the way, he would've saved her.

Maybe if he did that Diane would've still been alive.

Maybe Rick would've been the one erased from every dimension by the omega device.

Maybe he would've finally gotten what he knew he deserved.

He took another swig and felt warm liquid roughly fight it's way out of his mouth and into rancid, fetid chunks on the floor.

His mouth was dry.

He curled in on himself as his stomach hurt.

He looked at the lunch he just lost on the floor and laughed.

He clutched his hair as he laughed so more.

Hoping that if he laughed enough

He wouldn't notice the warmness running down his cheek.

Or see the tears falling onto the floor.

He hated himself more than usual as he looked down at his flask. 

Unscrewed the cap.

And took another swig.

Are you tired of me yet? I'm a little sick right now but I swear when I'm ready I will fly us out of here

Morty woke up to the unfortunately familiar, strong smell of alcohol wafting over his sleeping body, clogging his nostrils, waking him up with his face reflexively scrunched up.

Rick laughed glibly as he threw his arms around Morty "Mortyyyyyy! My li-li-*burp* My little budddyyyy!" Morty tensed up as he side eyed Rick.

He's affectionate.

He must be drunk...

...

Again.

Morty shoved down the churning in his gut, and decided not to think about how Rick only showed him this kind of affection when drunk. How he never showed any affection when he was sober.

...

A shiver ran through Morty's spine as he involuntary remembered the night he woke up with a knife to his throat and Rick's rough voice asking

"ARE YOU A SIMULATION!?"

Morty shook his head, trying to will the image away.

...

Why Rick was...mostly affectionate when drunk.

He tried telling himself that he didn't mind that Rick was only like this when drunk.

He can handle it.

...

But Morty knew it was lie.

He almost hated this more than if Rick was never affectionate at all.

He held back tears as he clutched his jeans.

Rick looked at Morty "Are you crying buddyyy t-tell your grandpa-"

Morty shoved at Rick's chest, turning his head

"It's nothing..." Morty sniffled quietly "I-it's late Rick...w-what's going on?" Morty asked, desperate to change the question.

Rick laughed "C-c-can a grandfather not visit his favorite grandson Mortyyyyy"

Morty narrowed his eyes "Rick you know I have a test tomorrow! You can't just-"

Rick pressed a finger to his mouth "Shhh! Don't...don't worry about that buddyyyy! Y-your grandpa Rick's got youuuu! H-he'll just take you out of school!" Rick giggled as he ruffled Morty's hair and Morty just sighed "Rick-" 

Rick grabbed Morty by his arm and pulled his out of bed as Morty struggled. "Rick!" Rick kept pulling him "C-C'monnnnn! L-let's go on an adventureeee!" Morty forcefully pulled himself back to bed, sending Rick falling backwards, his head at the foot of Morty's bed, looking up at him, while Morty was at the front of the bed, his legs tucked behind him.

Rick's face was weirdly serious and Morty quirked an eyebrow

"R-Rick are you-"

"M-Morty you still like our adventures rightttt?"

Morty blinked "I-I-uhmm well-"

How was he supposed to tell his drunk grandfather that he hates their adventures? That it traumatizes him every time?

Wait.

Rick never cared about his feelings.

He watched Morty cry from his insults before, and probably didn't even feel an once of guilt.

Why should Morty care about his feelings?

He should just-

...

No.

It's his fault for being too sensitive.

He can't even handle someone picking on him.

He's so weak.

He always messes things up anyway.

He deserves Rick's insults.

He should just agree.

It's not worth getting him angry.

If he just agrees with what he says, everything will just go by easier.

And he'll be able to get back to sleep.

At the very least, Rick wasn't that bad when he agreed with him.

Morty forced himself to crack a smile that couldn't look more strained if he tried and forced himself to chirp out in faux cheerfulness

"Of course I do!"

Rick smiled as he passed out.

Morty threw the cover over himself, and went to sleep.

Not wanting to think about what a fucking pussy he was, and how pathetic he always was.

As he tried to push it to the back of his mind, Rick's infamous words echoed through his head 

Don't think about it.

Don't think about it.

Don't think about it...

He wished it worked.

But he just insulted himself over and over again.

In his head.

He went to sleep.

With tear streaks running down his face.

(...) Doll up your porcelain face, I can't really think right now and this place, has too many colors, enough to drive all of us insane.

Rick and Morty were at the new reopening at Blitz and Chips after a renovation.

Rick's skin felt as if it had spiders crawling everywhere like no matter how much he scrubbed it, he would never be clean.

Hundreds (Although it felt more like thousands of you asked Rick) of different aliens were cooped up in there. Bodies touching due to the cramped space.

And so many aliens different textures, rough, slimy, smooth, silky were up against Rick.

Touching.

Touching.

Touching.

And as if that wasn't bad enough, so many different sounds were there, beeping, booping, clanking, so many different sounds from so many new and different games...so many flashing, blinking, colorful lights. Not to mention that there were too many new foods that they were selling, so many different conflicting smells attacking his nostrils.

It was already a fucking blast that they felt the need to change Blitz and Chips when it had been going fine as it was for years! But they had to add all of these new games with so many sounds filling Rick's head and so many different textures touching him, so many new smells-

He couldn't stop himself from fidgeting and shifting himself. 

Covering his ears. Shutting his eyes tight. Tapping his foot. Gritting his teeth. A cold sweat beginning to envelope him, the walls closing in. His stomach was twisting, it felt as if he'd throw his guts up any second.

Morty gulped and whispered "M-maybe we should get your portal gun a-and just portal out of here, we can visit some other day..."

But that voice become drained out, just another to add to the fuckin' pile of every other noises in this god-forsaken place.

Rick growled lowly as he opened his eyes and yelled "EVERYONE SHUT THE FUCK UP!"

It didn't help.

If anything the noises got louder.

He stomped on his foot roughly, huffing. The huffing quickly turned to hyperventilating, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he felt tears of frustration fill his eyes, blurring his vision. He felt like he was about to scream, his heart beating out of his chest, as his heartbeat echoed in his ears. He knew it wouldn't be long before he couldn't hold himself back, like a rubber band after being pulled too tight for too long-

He hated the touching, hated it, hated it, hated it, he wanted it to stop, stop, stop-

Then Morty quickly grabbed Rick's portal gun and swiftly pushed him into a portal. He put Rick in his desk chair, and made sure that the place was quiet and that there weren't too many sensory things. Then gave him a fidget.

After a bit Rick was walking and mumbled "Uh Morty...I...appreciate what you did."

A smile instantly creeped up on Morty's face 

"You're welcome Rick."

Are you dead? Sometimes I think I'm dead. 'Cause I can feel the ghost and ghouls wrapping my head. But I don't want to fall asleep just yet.

Rick was laying down in his bed looking up at the celling. Thinking about how he was a burden and how he made things worse for everyone he knew. 

He was thinking about...

He doesn't know why he doesn't just shut the fuck up and do it already.

All he was was an asshole who made things worse for everyone.

Hell, he even had a plan to do it so he should just-

Just then, a photo fluttering to the ground caused Rick to jolt up from bed.

It was face down and Rick went to pick it up.

He turned it around and...

It was a picture of Morty...

Right...he put a picture of Morty in his wallet a while ago.

God he was weak.

He shouldn't give 2 shits about his worst enemy's grandson.

...

Key word "shouldn't".

He didn't understand why, despite having the perfect opportunity to end Prime's bloodline he just...couldn't.

Hell, there are infinite version of Morty, he gets get a new one just by snapping his fingers. one stupid version shouldn't matter.

So why did he?

Hell, he could've just left him in Prime's original dimension and let those cornenbergs attack him.

But he didn't...

What the fuck was going on with him?

He folded up the picture and put it in his wallet.

He got reminded of why he doesn't just put a bullet in his brain already.

...

And why didn't that make him happy?

Why did he want to Morty to stop caring about him so he could just do it already?

...

God he was so fucked up.

(...) Take a look at this monster. He doesn't know how to communicate. His mind is in a different place. Can everybody please give him a little bit of space?

Rick's hand fisted into Morty's sunshine yellow shirt as he pulled him up to his level. Growling and snarling in his face.

Morty put his hands on Rick's trying to pull him off.

"Why the fuck did you do that Morty!?" Rick badgered.

Morty blinked "Why did I do what? Just put me down, Rick!" Morty begged, failing his legs that were off the floor around.

That fucking kid really thought he could get away with this by acting as dumb as he looks.

"You fucking know what you did! Fucking nearly getting yourself killed to save me! What the hell was that you little dummy!?"

Morty tilted his head "Wait...you are MAD at me for that!? I saved your life!"

Rick narrowed his eyes. Did that fucking dumbass really think he would make Rick happy by nearly getting himself killed? Didn't he know how fucking pathetic his grandpa was!? About what he would do if Morty died!? He really thought that Rick wouldn't get mad at him for that!? He wanted to tell Morty that but all that came out of his mouth was:

"Grandpa is an adult and can handle himself you fucking idiot! Do you have any idea how annoying it would be to find another fucking replacement so your mom doesn't bitch at me!?"

Morty looked down "Just put me down!"

Rick let a quiet growl escape him before he threw Morty into the desk chair. Turning around, being too fucking weak to look Prime's grandson in the eye.

"Just get out of here. Grandpa needs to get drunk." 

Morty scurried off, but not without mumbling, with a voice that made it clear that he was crying

"Fucking monster..."

Rick hated how true that was.

Take a look at this train wreck. His hair's a mess and he doesn't know who he is yet.

Morty was hugging his knees, crying into his jeans, staining them. Physical proof of his weakness.

Why did he have to egg Rick on? All he had to do was agree with him and everything would be so much easier! He knows that! So why didn't he just not fight back?! No Rick was getting drunk and it was all of his fucking fault! 

He sniffled as he buried his face deeper into his jeans. His vision watery.

Why was he so weak? Normally he can take Rick's insults just fine! He's used to it by now. But every once in a while...

...

He just...breaks.

...

He hated himself.

Little does he know the stars, welcome him up open arms.

Rick was walking by and due to his cybernetic enhanced hearing, he heard sniffling.

...

Fuck.

He knew that sound all too well.

He open the door and saw Morty with clear droplets running from his tear ducts and kept going down.

Morty looked up, saw Rick, squeaked and tried to cover his face in a pillow.

Rick walked towards him "Morty...are you...crying?"

Morty shook his head, voice muffled by the pillow "No! I'm fine! Just tired!" Then he let out a laugh that was clearly forced.

"Morty...I saw you..."

"P-please just leave...I don't have the energy to deal with you right now..."

Rick stayed quiet, his footsteps and Morty's sniffling being the only sounds in Morty's room, before he hugged Morty.

Morty tensed then relaxed as he sobbed into his shoulder and Rick whispered, barely audible

"You're gonna be the death of me kid..."

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Sooo I was watching Vindicators 3: Return of Worldender, when I realized something....you think Rick's god complex and egotisism is used as a way to overcompensate for the fact that he can do anything expect make himself feel whole?

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I'm on yet another Rick and Morty rewatch (I can't stop rewatching this show help), and I really wish they continued the repressed rage arc Morty had going on in season 3/the end of season 2, it is legimately interesting and gave some depth to Morty that I would argue he didn't really have before season 3/the end of season 2 (I love him anyway, but y'know) Maybe they'll continue it in season 8-12? idk

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This person is sick. Please report them, I already did but I don't think Tumblr did anything.

Aaand I am stupid enough to reply.

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Me: Fear No Mort is a great episode. In my opinion, it's probably the best episode in the entire show! Why do you ask?

Me literally every time after I watch it: *Tears running down my face* I HATE THIS EPISODE SO MUCH IT'S THE WORST I HATE IT I HATE IT I HATE I-