#{ E-Rick so doesn't like it but what can he do ?? }

[mcltiples]

"Morty and I -- w-we're reuniting, at last."

"Unfortunately, the rumors are true. I've decided to take on another Rick as my second-in-command. So, that means I'll have two. One for general duties and the other for secretive reasons."

"C-Can't wait to work with him, sir....."

[deanwritings]

The Guest House - Chapter 12

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Series Summary: Dean Winchester is going through a nasty divorce. He doesn't have much left to his name, but what he does have is his house. Leave it to his soon-to-be ex wife to find a way to even ruin that for him. Enter Y/N, who is looking to get away from life for a bit, and stumbles right into the middle of it all.

The Guest House Master List

Word Count: 3,760

A/N: I'm back! Therapy has been great, I'm feeling like myself and that I can breath again. It's been a tough year and ya girl's mind needed a restart, but I am back and doing good.

Also, hope this chapter can be a bit of escape with the election insanity this week. Take care of yourselves everyone! 💖

Dean squeezes his eyes shut as he rests against the door.

What the fuck are you doing? Is all that rings in his mind.

Here he is, with some random girl who's staying in his guest house, put there by his bitch of an ex wife, basically groping her while his mother is a room away. Like he’s seventeen again. 

Really and truly. What the fuck. Are. You. Doing?

Dean rubs an exasperated hand down his face, the heels of his palms digging into his eyes before his hands slap down against his sides. 

It’s the whiskey. He tells himself. Just the whiskey. 

It has nothing to do with your smile. Like when you lit up on the track when you found out Rick would be taking you racing in your dream car. 

Nor your smart ass remarks that always seem to be waiting behind those pretty lips of yours. Or how you drive him crazy in the best and worst ways. Like making him say “please” in the garage this afternoon. 

It definitely has nothing to do with the way you look at him, no longer with disdain, but more recently with shining Y/E/C eyes and something that makes him want to throw you against this damn door, his nose running down the delicate skin of your neck as he takes you in as his hands explore every part of you. 

It also doesn’t help how you react to him; like when he turned your manners game around on you in the garage, and your eyes lit up in a way that made him want to throw you across the hood of Baby and have his way with you. Then just now in the hallway, how you seemed to want this as much as he did. How you leaned into him at his touch, the feel of your curves everywhere as he held you against him.

Those god damn hips. 

Dean’s jaw tightens at the thought, his teeth grinding down as something besides his heart rate starts to rise. 

Fuck. His head falls back with a thud against the doorframe. 

Y/N is hardly the first woman he’s been attracted to since his separation from Lisa. Hell, in the beginning, women were what kept his mind off his imploded marriage. Benny had laughed that Dean was making up for lost time since he and Lisa had gotten together when they were so young, but in reality, Dean just hated coming home to an empty house every day. All he could think of was Lisa and Gavin in his house. In his bed.  

But Dean would be lying to himself if this was only attraction. Ever since their hike, he’s found himself looking towards your cabin everyday before work, hoping to catch a glance of you before he has to leave. When sitting at his empty dining table, he would think about texting you, or maybe even going over and knocking on the cabin door, envisioning interrupting your own meal and riling you up in the process. Watching that fire come alive in you set something alive in Dean. It was like a wildfire, and he was happily caught in its path. He couldn’t remember the last time he felt like that. Somehow, at some point, you had drawn him in, and god damn did he want more. So much more. 

And it’s not just your body he wants to get to know. He’s found himself wondering what your favorite color is, or what movies you like to watch. He wanted to know, besides him, what made you tick? What makes you happy?

Could I make her happy?

Dean shakes his head and toes his boots off, shaking his head, trying to rid his thoughts of you. He doesn’t want to think about that last question, because he knows the answer. 

And while he tries to focus on undressing, his body is not willing to let go of the idea of you just yet.  

He’s wound up, and god damnit did he need a release. 

He undoes his belt and reaches into his boxers, feeling himself strain against the fabric as he takes a deep breath. He grunts, squeezing his eyes shut before pulling his hand out of his pants.

He shakes his head. He can’t do this. Not with you a wall away and his mother across the hall. He has some self respect. Not much, but he couldn’t sink as low as jerking off to you while you slept in his little brother’s room.

Sam.

And just like that, thinking of Sammy snaps him out of it. He relaxes with a deep breath, the tension finally beginning to fade away.

For extra measure, he pushes himself off the door and pulls it open, striding quickly down the hall to the unoccupied bathroom. He locks the door behind him and reaches into the shower and throws the water on. He drops his undone pants, letting them and his boxers pool around his feet before stepping out of them and throwing his sweater over his head before stepping into the shallow tub. 

He takes in a sharp breath as the cold spray of the shower meets his heated skin, his teeth clenched tight as he drowns himself under the stream as he works to think about anything but you.

Your eyes flutter open, a glimmer of the morning sun sneaking through the gaps of the curtained window. You take in a deep breath, flipping from your side to your back and sigh as you look up at the ceiling. 

Your mind is still reeling from last night; Dean’s hands holding you tight against him, his lips teasing your neck. 

You shut your eyes and swallow.

It was simultaneously one of the hottest and most frustrating things a man has ever done to you. Of course you had wished he had done a hell of a lot more, but the tease of it somehow made it that much more exciting. It made you wonder what else was in store for you. Just a sweet little taste of the possibilities that was Dean Winchester. 

Your phone buzzes on the nightstand beside you, and you shake off last night’s memories as you lean over to pick it up, the screen reading 9:52 with a few notifications beneath it.  

Shit. You quickly sit up. Normally, this would be a regular wakeup time for you on vacation or on the weekends, but you were a guest in someone’s home, and it felt incredibly rude to be up here sleeping while they were most likely downstairs waiting for you. 

As you scramble out of bed, the throb from last night’s wine is front and center in your head. You reach into your purse and throw back two Advil with a swash of water that you set out on your bedside last night before you throw on some fuzzy socks and a hoodie large enough to snuggle yourself into.

Before you reach for the door, you peek at yourself in the full-length mirror and grimace. You smooth down your hair and give it a fluff with your fingers before you reach into your makeup bag, dabbing on some concealer under your eyes and on a few of your red spots, with a light swipe of subtle blush on your cheeks before you deem you look good enough without looking like you’re trying.

You take a deep breath and open the door, taking in the quiet hallway and noticing both the doors to Mary and Dean’s rooms are ajar.

Fuck. You were at least hoping Dean might have also slept in after last night. But no such luck. 

You head down the stairs, your hand on the rail so you don’t slip in your socks before you wander into the kitchen. Mary is sitting at the table in front of the windows, one of her legs propped up and her head hidden by a book. Dean is hunched on a barstool at the island, a plate of food in front of him, currently being shoveled into his mouth, his usual caveman behavior, you’ve noticed, when it comes to food. 

“Morning,” you offer softly as you head over to the coffee maker, a half pot waiting for you. Mary had given you a tour of the kitchen while you cooked dinner last night, and you reach into the cabinet above the brewer and grab a light yellow ceramic mug and fill it about 3/4s of the way.

“Milk’s in the fridge.” Dean mumbles over the food in his mouth and you turn to face him fully. His eyes are cast down at a paper spread flat in front of him next to his breakfast. A smile you hadn’t intended falls at his lack of attention and you head over to the fridge, pouring until your coffee resembles the color of sand. Exactly how you liked it. 

“Want some coffee with that milk?” That deep voice rings out again, and this time when you look up, you’re met with Dean’s enchanting, forest eyes. Your heart skips a beat in your chest and you recap the milk before putting it away and closing the fridge door.

“Some of us enjoy flavor.” You smirk at him as you lean against the counter behind you, your hands wrapped tightly around the warmed mug, the kitchen cool in this March morning. 

“Milk doesn’t have flavor.” Dean grumbles, shoving a fork filled with eggs into his mouth. You frown at him. 

It’s like the tale of two Deans. The suave, sexy sweatered Dean who looks at you like he’ll throw you over your shoulder and make you scream until your voice is hoarse, and the pain-in-the-ass, mannerless idiot you’ve mostly grown accustomed to these last few weeks. 

Looks like you were getting the idiot this morning. You sigh at your own disappointment and swallow down your frown, wondering what that means about last night. 

When you don’t respond, Dean looks back to you, a question in his eyes. 

“There’s a plate for you in the oven.” Dean points his fork to said appliance. You turn your head, following the direction of his utensil-turned-compass.

“Oh,” your shoulders drop. “You didn’t have to save me a plate.” You feel your cheeks flush at the thought that they waited for you so long this morning that they had to keep a plate warm for you in the oven. 

“Oh don’t worry, Dean made it fresh.” Mary peeks out from behind her book for a quick second before disappearing again behind the cover. Dean drops his fork with a clank and shoots his mother a look, one she misses. 

You push off the counter and pad over to the oven. You pull open the door to find a blue ceramic plate.

No way.

You pull out the plate from the oven, the platter only slightly warm, and are greeted with two pancakes and a side of bacon. 

You quickly close the oven and turn on your heel facing Dean.

“You made me pancakes?” Your voice catches in your throat as you stare down at the fluffy buttermilk pancakes sitting poised on the plate. 

“Yeah, well, mom made eggs and I know your picky ass won’t eat those. Can’t have you starve before a big day.” Dean’s eyes met yours for only a moment before he shifts on the barstool and returns to his paper. 

You smile, even though Dean’s not looking at you anymore. You maneuver around the kitchen, grabbing a fork and knife before settling down at the island, a barstool between you and Dean.

You turn and look at him, his shapely jawline adorned with a devilish level of scruff.

“Thank you.” You say earnestly. This catches Dean’s attention, his gaze finding and holding yours long enough to make your heart skip a beat. 

“Don’t mention it.” He lingers on you for a moment longer before turning back to his paper and flipping a page. 

Your lips quirk but you try to not think too much on it as you begin digging in; the pancakes, buttery and full of vanilla, melting deliciously in your mouth. 

The rest of breakfast goes on in silence; Mary reading her book, Dean focused on the paper, and you left flipping through your phone since no one seemed interested in chatting. 

As you load up your dishes in the dishwasher, Dean folders his paper up and slaps it down on the counter before sitting up straight and crossing his arms as he stares you down.

“Think you can be ready in an hour?” Your face falls.

“More notice would have been nice, but yes, I can be ready in an hour.” 

“Good, cause we’re leaving in an hour.” You cross your arms, matching his stance.

“You don’t say.” Dean rolls his eyes at you and you huff. 

“Just go get ready.” He shakes his head, and now it’s your turn to roll your eyes. 

Such a pain in the ass. A handsome pain with a handsome ass. But still a pain. 

“Fine. See you in an hour.”

Forty-seven minutes later, you’re showered, your hair is dried and curled into a soft wave, and you’re putting on the finishing touches of your makeup when there’s a soft knock on your door.

You peek at your watch.

“I still have thirteen minutes!” You call out. 

Dean really was pushing the boundaries today. And it was driving you crazy. 

He practically dry humps you last night, ignores you this morning, but makes you a delicious breakfast because he remembered you hate eggs. The man was impossible and it was starting to annoy you. And frustrate you, in a way you were not used to. You bite down on your lip.

“It’s just me.” Mary’s gentle voice calls back.

Shit. 

You drop your mascara into your makeup bag and push yourself off the floor and scurry to the door.

“Sorry about that,” you apologize as soon as Mary comes into view. “I assumed you were Dean.” You offer a half smile as Mary chuckles.

“It’s okay. Mind if I come in.” You step aside and open the door fully, allowing Mary to step in. 

“I just wanted to see if you need any help with your outfit.”

“My outfit?” Your brow furrows, and you look over to your bed where your black chunky sweater and jeans lay waiting for you. Mary’s eyes follow your line of sight. 

“I’m going to guess Dean didn’t give you a heads up, since men never think about these things, but these car shows tend to be on the dresser side.”

Fuck. No, Dean did not tell you that. Your jeans were the nicest thing you brought with you. 

“Yeah, he failed to mention that.” Now you stare at your outfit, anxiety flooding through you at the thought of sticking out for being underdressed. 

Shit. Shit. Shit. 

Mary just smiles at you.

“Come with me.” She waves at you before heading out of the room, and like you’re told, you follow her, heading across the hall and into her bedroom.

The room is large and full of windows and natural light. The lake-chic theme of the downstairs continues through the primary bedroom, with white furniture, a canopy bed with a blue bedspread that matches the wainscot walls, and yellow accents throughout the room. On one of the dressers is a large, framed, selfie of Mary and John, which looks more recent than a lot of the pictures in the living room. Mary’s smile is bright as ever as John kisses her cheek, the two of them in heavy jackets and beanie hats, the hint of snow behind them. 

Mary continues through the room, stopping in a short hallway before disappearing through a doorway. 

“I’ve got a few options that will probably fit you.” Mary’s muffled voice carries through the open doorway before she steps back into view, several hangers in her hand. “You look to be about my size from twenty years ago. And luckily I’m terrible at throwing out old clothes.” She chuckles as she lays out her six options on the ombre comforter that probably matches the lake when it’s not frozen. 

They’re all a mix of dresses, different colors and styles, but the fifth from the end catches your eye.

“Ohh, how about that one.”

Dean taps his foot as he waits in the foyer, checking his watch again. It’s now been an hour and seven minutes since you went upstairs. 

“God dammit woman,” he mutters out in a sigh. 

He meant to tell you last night what time you had to be ready, but the two of you got a little preoccupied. Now he was paying for it by not giving you more of a heads up. 

He should have said something the moment you came downstairs this morning, but he wasn't ready to face you right at that moment. The dreams he had about you last night made it hard to look you in the eyes. And when he finally did, you looked absolutely beautiful, sleep still in your Y/E/C eyes and a glow in your cheeks. You looked like you belonged here, resting against the counter in his mother’s kitchen, cozied up in some giant hoodie and pajama pants with coffee-flavored milk in your hands. 

The floor above him creaks and he turns quickly on his heel, his face dropping with his mood when he sees who it is. 

“Is she ready yet?” Dean all but whines to his mother as she descends. Rather than answer him, she stops two steps from the bottom, standing slightly higher than her statuesque son, and smacks him right in the side of the head.

“Ow!” Dean’s hand jumps to where his mother landed her stinging blow. Not that there was much power behind her swat, but she hasn’t smacked him like this since he was a teenager. 

“What the hell was that for?” Dean bemoans with a grimace, cradling his head.

“Dean Michael Winchester.” Dean’s eyebrows furrow at his mother’s use of his full name.

This was not good.

“You didn’t think,” Mary takes another step down. “To one,” she raises a finger. “Tell her that the car show is cocktail attire.”

Shit. 

“And two.” The second finger goes up. “What time to be ready. So don’t you stand here with a puss face asking when she’s going to be ready.” Dean drops his hand at his mother’s scolding and rolls his eyes. 

He starts to shake his head when Mary’s hand makes contact again, the surprise sending Dean stumbling.

“OW!” Dean yells louder this time, more annoyed than actually hurt. With how much smaller Mary was compared to him, Dean doubted she could actually hurt him even if she really wanted to.

“Don’t you roll your eyes at me, Dean.” Her voice is sharp as her grass-green eyes stare him down. 

“I’m sorry, fine.” Dean concedes. “I just didn’t think about it.” But Mary doesn’t break eye contact.

“She’ll be down in a few minutes.” Mary gives him one last pointed look before taking the final step down and disappearing into the living room. 

Dean watches her go before glancing back towards the empty staircase, sighing out his frustration and giving you a few more minutes of grace.

Three minutes and forty-two seconds later, Dean is leaning against the frame of the front door when the upstairs landing groans again.

Dean’s head whips in that direction as he pushes off the door, just in time to see you take the first step. You’re wearing the black heeled boots you had on yesterday, but it’s paired with a strapless beige dress, the edges trimmed in black with a matching belt wrapped tight around the gentle curve of your waist.

Without thinking, Dean lets out a low, impressed whistle, ignoring the pounding in his chest as he stands up just a little straighter. 

Your hair is down, styled off to one side, with the most makeup Dean has seen you in so far; with full, dark lashes, pink cheeks, and bright red lips, which Dean can’t seem to look away from.

Something else is starting to stand a little straighter too.

Dean clears his throat, and offers out a hand as you get to the last step.

“Thanks,” you reply gently before you drop his hand and head for the coat rack.

“You look nice.” Dean’s now taking in the view of you from the back, leaving little to the imagination like those workout pants did a few weeks ago as the dress seemed to hug your body perfectly. 

Damn. And here mom thought you weren’t prepared. 

You spin on your heel, one arm shimming into your jacket sleeve, your eyes as bright at your smile.

“Thanks.” You repeat. “The dress is your mom’s.” You smirk.

Dean’s mouth drops open as his stomach falls.

“Please don’t tell me that.” Dean groans. The last thing he needs to think about is his mom in that dress. The same dress he was just checking out your ass in.

You just quietly chuckle as your other arm flails for your second sleeve, just missing the opening.

Without a word, Dean steps closer, grabbing your jacket for you and holding it steady so you can slip your arm into. Once it’s in, Dean raises your jacket just a bit before resting it on your shoulders. 

You turn back to him with a smile of thanks, which he can’t help but return.

“Ready?” 

“Sure am.” 

Dean opens the front door for you and you step outside into the bracing afternoon air.

“Have fun, kids!” Mary’s voice travels behind the two of you as Dean steps outside and closes the door behind him. 

You take gentle steps across the driveway, avoiding the few patches of ice that are still lingering. This gives Dean the opening he needs to step in front of you, getting to the passenger door of the Impala about three steps ahead of you.

Without a word, he pulls open the door.

“Wow, getting the full gentleman treatment today, huh.” Your cheek dimples with your half smile as you lower yourself into the passenger seat. Dean smiles down at you.

“What can I say, I’m full of surprises.” You chuckle as Dean gently shuts the door before heading around to the driver’s seat and hopping in.

With one last check of the mirrors, Dean backs out of the driveway, and the two of you were off. 

[i-arch-my-backula]

TWD characters when you tell them about your assault

This is heavily inspired by the post @slasherhaven that they made awhile ago. I've been hyperfixated on TWD lately and I'm still in the middle of watching it, I'm early in season 9 so sorry if these are kind of OOC. Also I am now writing for Maggie and Glenn.

Rick Grimes, Daryl Dixon, Glenn Rhee, and Maggie Rhee

Warnings: Mentions of past sexual assault no explicit details mentioned, murder, canon typical violence, talk of getting killed by walkers, slight season three spoilers

Rick Grimes

When you tell him about what happened to you his heart breaks and he's immediately filled with rage. He doesn't want to leave you alone after you're so open and vulnerable with him about this but he genuinely has to step away to calm himself down about this.

Once he's calmed himself down he'll be quickly back to help comfort you about what happened. Holding you close and letting you vent as much as you need to. Now that he's here he's going to protect you as much as he can and no one is going to hurt you again.

When you give him information on the person who did it to you he thinks not much of it for the time being but when he runs into the piece of filth that hurt you he's seething. But he'll put on a mask until he can really get close enough to get them back.

He's not going to waste a bullet on this sick son of a bitch. He'll made it slow and painful. He'll beat them bloody and make sure they're eaten by walkers before they die.

Then he'll go back home to you and make sure that you're comforted and know that you're deeply loved and appreciated by him. He'll never tell you that he killed them, but he'll always let you know that they can't hurt you anymore.

Daryl Dixon

He's not exactly sure how to go about helping you when you tell him about your assault. Of course he's upset, he's very outraged, but he's not very in tune with his emotions and obviously he's not going to really know how to handle regulating his emotions and help you.

In a rare moment of vulnerability he'll hold you close to him and let you cry out your feelings. He won't say or do much other than hold you close and promise you that no one is ever going to hurt you again.

You gave him details about your assault but he never actually expected to come across that person, especially given the fact that it's the apocalypse. But when he sees the person that hurt you his immediate reaction is to try and kill them.

But he settles on beating them close to death and berating them the entire time about how much of an awful person they are and just how much they deserve what's happening to them. After beating them close to death he'll leave them there and hope that a walker eats them alive.

Just like with Rick he'll get back home and go to give you a hug, which is rare with Daryl. He'll hover close to you for the rest of the day and will be sure to try and show you just how much he cares about you in his own way. He'll also never tell you what he did, he'll just tell you there's no way in hell they can hurt someone ever again.

Glenn Rhee

He's 100% pulling you into a hug when you tell him about what happened to you. He'll be silent the entire time unless you want him to comfort you verbally which he will do if that's what you need to happen.

He'll spend the rest of the day taking care of you and trying to keep your load relatively light. He'll be close to you for the rest of the day and try to make sure that you're not beating yourself up for what happened to you.

When he finds out he knows the person who assaulted you he's livid. He takes them out to a secluded area and threatens them after beating them for a bit. He swears if they ever come near you again he'll kill them.

He personally watches or makes sure that they're long gone before the comes back home to you where he assures you they'll never hurt you ever again. He won't give details but he'll keep assuring you that they'll never hurt you again.

Maggie Rhee

When you explain your assault to her she's heartbroken, immediately pulling you into a hug and holding you there for as long as you need to be held.

If she feels like it could help you she'll talk about her own experience with what happened with The Governor. She'll appreciate how vulnerable you're being with her and she'll feel like she can be vulnerable with someone again.

If she ever comes across the person who hurt you she's going to be overcome with rage and will have to calm herself down to get him back to Hilltop and keep him there while she talks to you about what you want to do about them.

If you want them dead she's happy to help you with killing them, however you want to kill them she'll help, unless you want to do it yourself. She wants to get you justice and if killing them is justice to you then go ahead.

If you don't want them dead she understands that but she'll eventually to it herself. She can't stand the idea of the person who hurt you so horribly being able to go unpunished for what they did to you. Either way after what happens she's going to comfort you again.

[carlsdarling]

Being with Carl Grimes headcanons

Giving my fellow Carl people a sexy alphabet. Hope you enjoy it :) Everyone is 18 or over.

WARNINGS: smut, nsfw

A – Aftercare

Carl is very loving and affectionate. After you both finished, he hugs you tightly and enjoys feeling your heart beating against his own. Cleaning up is not a priority for him, nor for you, so you usually fall asleep sticky and sweaty.

B - Body

Carl loves your belly and the curve of your waist to your hips and thighs. He can't stop looking at that part of your body. He also loves to cum on your belly.

C - Cum

Carl prefers to cum inside you, either in your pussy or in your mouth, but as long as he can cum anywhere on you, he's happy.

D – Dirty Secret

Carl has his secret fantasies about dominating and "punishing" you, especially when he is jealous. But it would never occur to him to hurt you.

He also secretly watched Beth changing her clothes in jail and jerked off.

E - Experience

He was completely inexperienced when the two of you got together, but he was so willing to learn. Now Carl is very experienced and knows exactly what he is doing.

F – Favourite position

You riding him and missionary. Carl wants to be able to kiss you and look at you while he fucks you, and it excites him a lot when you stroke him while he does it, brushing his hair back and moaning in his ear.

G - Gentle

Carl is usually very gentle unless you both feel needy, then it gets rougher and you both enjoy it.

H - Hair

He trims his pubes every now and then so they don't get in the way when you suck him off, but he doesn't really care.

I - Intimacy

Carl loves to lie in bed with you for hours, cuddling, talking and having sex over and over again.

J – Jack off

He hardly ever does it now because you literally can't keep your hands off each other. In the past, before Rick's group came to Alexandria and you met, he did it regularly.

K - Kink

Carl has some kind of a cum kink. He loves to see his jizz running out of you after sex and staining the bedding or the car seat, or spreading on your skin, he also gets excited when he ejaculates so much that it runs out of your mouth after you suck him off.

L - Location

Anywhere reasonably safe. But never outdoors outside Alexandria. Carl thinks that's too dangerous; he can't relax then.

M – Motivation

His sex drive is very high. He is 18, what else do you expect? ;) The smallest sign makes him get hard.

N – No Go

Humiliate you, beat you or fecal games.

O – Oral

He loves giving as much as receiving. When he eats you out, it drives him crazy how you squirm under him, clawing your fingers in his hair and begging to finally have him inside you.

P – Pace

It depends on what mood you are both in. From slow and sensual to fast and hard, Carl is flexible.

Q - Quickies

Often quickies are the only way for you to be intimate, so yes, he likes them. But preferably he has a lot of time and comfort to do it several times in a row.

R - Risk

He is definitiely a risk taker when it comes to someone potentially catching you in the act. You've already done it in various places in Alexandria - in the grass behind the horse stables, in the toolshed (you were sitting on a table with your legs wrapped around Carl's hips), once even in the dark on the wall.

S - Stamina

He can do it very often, you are constantly breaking your own records; currently the record stands at eleven times a day. You are just extremely horny for each other.

T – Time

Several times a day, unless you are on your period.

U – Unfair

Carl always tries to make you cum as often and as long as possible before he cums himself. Jokingly, he sometimes complains that this is unfair.

V - Volume

He is very loud no matter where you do it.

W – Wildcard

At one occasion, the two of you went on a tour and had a wild time in the back seat of the car very close to the Sanctuary, knowing that Negan's people could have shown up at any time.

X – X-Ray

He is a bit over average, but not much, his cock just fits you perfectly.

Y – Yes

Carl says yes to anything you want to do with him.

Z - Zzzzz

He prefers to fall asleep naked and cuddled up with you. If you have had sex at home, it doesn't take long for him to fall asleep.

[justanoasisimagines]

Rick Grimes - Fluff Alphabet

Requests are open! Request guidlines are pinned at the top of the page! Credit goes to @cafekitsune for the banner and the divider!

A = Affection - How afectionate are they? Do they like recieving affection etc?

Rick is affectionate. He likes to use physical touch to check in with you throughout the day. Whether it's a hand brushing your back whenever he walks past. A kiss to the temple when he's walking past you. It's the small things with Rick. In regards to receiving affection, he smiles whenever you press a kiss on his cheek or give him a hug when you've been apart for any period.

B = Bathing - Do they like to bathe or show alone? What's it like to share a bath or shower with him?

When Rick's showering, it's mostly quick and to freshen up. He doesn't spend a lot of time bathing. As long as he's clean that's what matters. However, with Rick leading the community, he sometimes struggles to make quality time with you. A shower is one of the ways he can put in the time. Away from everyone else, time together. Just you and him.

C = Cooking - Can they cook? Do they like to cook? Would they cook for you? What type of dishes would they like to cook?

Before the apocalypse, Rick loved to cook. He would have probably cooked when he was not at the station. Rick would cook dishes like steak and potatoes, pasta dishes etc. During the apocalypse, food is sparse so any ounce of food is appreciated. Rick would cook for you even if he didn't have a lot to give you.

D = Dates - What type of dates would they like to go on? Do they like to plan dates? Be taken on dates? How frequently is date night? etc

Rick does like planning dates, he especially likes surprising you with a sudden date. A picnic or a quiet dinner between the two of you. Rick doesn't enough time to plan dates for you to both to enjoy. So date night is very and few and far between. When you surprise with him with a date, whever it's a quiet night or a picnic, he's definitely reminded how special you are.

E = Effort - How much effort do they put in? How do they show their efforts? Are they either an all out or all in kind of person?

Rick puts everything he has into a relationship. He's either all in or all out. Rick is never going to waste anyone's time. Rick is hyper-aware and is desperately trying to improve himself after his relationship with Lori. Which is why he prioritizes communication within your relationship. If you're not happy, then he wants to know.

F = Family - Do they want to have children? What would family life look like? How many children do they want? etc?

Rick already has two children. He's looking for someone who will love and accept them. Rick knows not everyone is going to want to be someone with children., so he's always up-front about it. In regards to potentially having more children in the future, he's not actively thinking about it. However, I don't think he'd be opposed to it if the conversation arose.

G = Gentleman/Lady - How much of a gentleman/lady would they be? Would they hold out doors for you? Pull out your chair? Walk on the road side? etc

Rick would hold outdoors for you. He's also going to pull your chair out for you. Rick is also the type of man to introduce you as his partner whenever you're meeting someone new. Also, Rick will use his body as a human shield to protect you from harm's way.

H = Honeymoon - Where would they like to go on honeymoon? What would it look like? etc

Rick and your honeymoon would be a couple of days without interruption at home. It would give you two some quality time together meanwhile remaining accessible. Both of you would struggle to shut off from the daily ongoings around Alexandria. However, you both attempt to keep each other as distracted as possible.

I = I love you - How long would it take them to fall in love with you? How would they confess? Is it a big deal to them etc?

Rick takes a while for Rick to verbally tell you how he feels. Although he expresses it through his actions way before that. It's the way Rick looks at you like you are the most precious person in the world. The small things he finds himself doing for you. When Rick tells you, it's a big deal for him because it's the first time since Lori. When Rick eventually says it rest assured he means it.

J = Jealously - How easily do they get jealous? What makes them jealous? How do they react when your jealous? etc,

Rick's not easily jealous. He's confident in your relationship and trusts you wholeheartedly. However, Rick's not a fan of someone being persistent. He's not going to enjoy someone touching you when he's not a friendly gesture. For example, a hand on your waist. Rick often reacts quickly, embracing you or approaching the situation to remind the individual to back off. On the other hand, Rick enjoys you whenever you get jealous. It's a side of you he typically doesn't see. He enjoys observing you reminding people you're his and he's yours.

K = Kisses - What kisses are they more likely to give? What kisses do they like to recieve? etc

Giving; Forehead kisses, temple kisses, neck kisses, good morning kisses, chaste kisses, passionate kisses.

Receiving; Longing kisses, welcome home kisses, I missed you kisses, playful kisses, good night kisses.

L = Love Language - What's their love language(s)? What languages ar e they most receptive to?

Physical touch and Acts of Service are Rick's two main love languages. He can remind you throughout the day through his actions. He can walk by and press a kiss to your temple or a simple brush of his hand as he walks past. He can also help with a task you might be too busy to do or he can run you a bath.

In regards, to Rick being receptive, Words of Affirmation and Physical touch. Sometimes Rick needs to receive some reassurance verbally that you love him and the same with physical touch. They both act as a reminder that he's present and you're still very much in love with him.

M = Marriage - Do they want to get married? What would being married to them look like? Do they want a large or small wedding? etc

Rick is not opposed to getting married again. He'd do things differently this time around. He'd want to share the moment with your friends and family. Carl would be his best man and he would be the proudest man alive to be able to call you his husband/wife.

N = Nicknames - What nicknames would they use for you? Do you give any to them?

❀Love ❀Sweetheart ❀Beautiful ❀ My wife/girlfriend/partner

Sometimes you'll call Rick; ❀Handsome ❀Deputy

O = Obvious - How obvious are they? What gives them away? Their face or actions?

Rick's pretty obvious to his feelings at first. However, as Rick realizes his feelings, it's his actions that reveal his feelings towards you. He's more protective. His eyes follow you around the room. He finds more excuses to spend time with you. He's also more nervous talking to you.

P = Public Displays of Affection - Do they enjoy PDA? How comfotable are they with PDA?

Rick's happy with some light PDA. He's comfortable with brief kisses and holding hands. He's more likely to shower you with physical touch in the privacy of your own home. He's going to pull you in for longer kisses, wrap his arms around you pulling towards him playfully etc.

Q = Quality Time - How do they like to spend quality time with you? How do they make time? Can they communicate effectively when they need quality time with you?

Rick is continuously busy. Rick is conscious of the frequency he's pulled away from you. Rick begins to make time when you both have a quiet moment to spend with each other. He's not always reliable about making time but it is something he's working on. He's also good at communicating when he needs to spend time with you, even if it's for a spare ten minutes.

R = Romantic - Do they consider themselves romantic?

Rick wouldn't consider himself romantic. He's never been good at large romantic gestures or so he thinks. Rick's always focused on what you need rather than planning romantic gestures. However, you could argue that Rick is romantic in his unique way.

S = Security - Do they feel secure in your relationship? What would they do if they didn't feel secure?

Rick feels secure in your relationship. He trusts you. Your relationship is moving and growing. You both communicate well and both of you know exactly what you want. Rick is always going to remind you how important you are to him. If Rick wasn't feeling secure, he would sit you down and have a conversation with you.

T = Tease - Do they like to tease you? If so, how?

Rick isn't overly fond of teasing you verbally. He prefers to be upfront about things. Prefers to be honest about his feelings. Away from the prying eye of everyone else, Rick's a fan of letting you wait until he gives you what you want.

U = Umbrella - Would they hold an umbrella for you? Would they kis you in the rain? Dance with you in the rain?

Rick would hold an umbrella out for you. It's an excuse for you to be close. There was a particularly stressful day in Alexandria and to make matters worse, it was pouring down, Rick suddenly stopped tugging you back into his grasp before he suddenly kissed you in the rain. He didn't care who saw. He just wanted to get lost with you for a moment.

V = Vanity - How do they see themselves? Positively or negatively? What's their favourite part of their body etc?

Rick thinks positively about himself. He's in pretty good shape, a decent-looking guy. Sure his joints are beginning to creak and his muscles are tense. His favorite part of his body is his chest. It's where you lie after a busy day. Where Carl and Judith both seek reassurance and protection from the world.

W = Whole - When you're apart do they feel like part of them is missing? How do they deal with being apart from you?

Rick doesn't like being apart from you. Generally, he experiances more anxiety. It only worsens since there is no relible form of communication. When your away Rick tries to get as much down as possible. His mind needs a constant distraction, otherwise he'll end up catastrophrising until you return.

X = Xtra - An extra headcanon

Rick loves a morning cuddle. Right before the two of you have to start your day. When Carl and Judith are still asleep. It's the perfect opportunity to spend time together without any distraction. Both of you tangled up together locked away from the rest of the world.

Y = You - What do you they like most about you? Favourite body part etc?

Your eyes. Rick finds them the most beautiful part of your body. He likes the way he can see the light twinkling in them. How they appear to lighten when you smile. How he can see how much you love him, Carl and Judith, your family and your friends?

Z = Zzzz - Sleeping headcanons

Rick likes to sleep with you as close as possible, your limbs entangled together. Rick also gets hot while he sleeps so he's either in his boxers or naked. Regardless of how tired Rick is, he's always a light sleeper and wakes to the smallest noise or movement.

[eldritch-spouse]

I needs more Cleric _:(´ཀ`」 ∠):

What them tendrils do~ 

As the Cleric’s human can we convince them to mess with the rest of the Clergy staff? (When Krulu and Admin are away visiting Miara or something and before the doors open) 

Move things around, create random objects to trip others, lock all the doors, the floor is lava, etc etc 

While everyone is in the break room, before opening time, we drop a disco ball from the ceiling and play Never Gonna Give You Up on loop for the next hour (heard all over the building - you can’t escape it) 

[Those are strings actually. They can be used to restrain you, yes, but the Cleric doesn't pick up on any possible sexual uses until they see your reaction to being tied up.]

The Cleric is hard to make budge. At least initially so. They've been very well and thoroughly programmed to keep order around the establishment (well, keep the sort of chaotic order it features, more accurately). This means that any request worded in a way where it understands you just want to mess with workers and clients for no reason is blatantly rejected via ignoring your words entirely. You have to be a little smarter, and unfortunately, you can't fool them too many times- The Cleric will start losing what little trust they have in you so far.

The more time you spend around this creation, the more it learns to behave like a person, as you know. It'll learn to express itself in a more comprehensible way, and with expression comes also the ability to interact more properly, experience reactions with brand new contexts added onto them- Contexts it can now interpret in a social manner.

Thus, it discovers humor.

And by God, everything is so fucking funny to the Cleric.

Yeah sure, they can make the chandelier drop right on Vinnel's head while he performs, that's very funny, you're so smart!

Oh you want them to make Morell's knives constantly pop up in different areas of the kitchen? Done.

Should it trick Grimbly into dashing face first into a new wall?

Hey hey- Look! They're going to melt the floor on Patches' lab. Haha, look at him trying to crawl the walls.

The two of you giggle and howl in laughter as Santi is jostled like a milkshake inside the practically dancing elevator, groaning with each hit against hard metal.

Fank-e has been Rick rolled ten times in a single day and he's frying his circuits in frustration. You could probably cook an egg on him.

Since the Cleric knows no limits, things can escalate to legitimately worrying proportions if you enable it, so be careful. Rest assured there will be consequences...

Admin gets several concerning messages while away, consisting of all her employees complaining about the building becoming unstable and harmful, inoperable. Her and Krulu might have to make an early return.

And really, while the Cleric confusedly but immediately allows itself to be punished- You're probably better off trying to haul ass outside.

[queen-of-deans-booty]

The Things They Carried: Part Two

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Female!Reader

Word Count: ~2.1k

Warnings: canon angst and violence, extra angst

Summary: Cole is back in Dean's life, not to kill him but to ask for his help. A worm is making its way through people and eventually through Cole, giving you the perfect opportunity to get the chaos you're craving.

Season Ten Masterlist

Author’s Note: I do not own anything from Supernatural. All credit goes to their respective owners. I love seeing any and all comments <3

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Cole tapped into his contacts for help, Sam looked into what might be causing men to get thirsty, and Dean went to get the food once it was ready.

"Listen, l got nothing on cattle deaths or freakish weather," Sam says once Dean comes back. "It's probably not a demon."

"Maybe it's just not your kind of thing at all," Cole says. He takes out his phone when it rings and pulls up an email he got from his friend. "Okay, here we go. I got an encrypted e-mail here from my friend at the M.I. Kit and Rick were sent to rescue an American P.O.W. being held in Iraq in the Najaf cemetery."

"Cemetery?"

"The bastards use 'em as a prison. I got some footage here from the camera on Willis' helmet during his last mission with Kit."

Cole scoots closer to the brothers and angles his phone so all three of them can watch it. Out of curiosity, you stand behind them so you can watch it, too. The video shows Rick and Kit enter a mausoleum where they find the soldier whom they were supposed to rescue. Instead of that happening, the soldier attacks them aggressively.

"I'm guessing that didn't have a happy ending," Dean says once the video ends.

"No, it did not. Mission failed, and that P.O.W. got shot by guards."

"Why do I have a feeling that's not what really happened?" you ask.

"Because it's not. That's the official story. I refuse to believe that's what happened."

Sam's phone rings and he looks at the notification that pops up on screen.

"What is that?"

"I set my phone to get local alerts."

"Is it bad?" Cole asks.

"It's bloody," Sam sighs.

"Alright, let's get out of here."

The notification is about another death at a gas station in town, so that's where you four head to next with you and Cole in the backseat and Sam and Dean up front. You stay outside while Sam and Dean head inside to ask what's going on. They come out with solemn looks on their faces and explain what they found out. Kit got so thirsty that he killed someone and licked their blood since he drank all the water.

"He licked the blood off the floor?" Cole sighs.

"Yeah, the soda jockey back there seemed pretty shaken up by it. Does this sound like it's not our kind of thing?"

Cole's phone rings and he takes the call off to the side. You tuck a strand of hair behind your ear and train your hearing on his phone conversation using your magic. Never did you think you'd be able to do this with your magic much less do anything else.

"Hey, Jem."

"Cole, the news said someone was killed at the Gas'n'Sip on Kenton."

"Yeah, I'm here right now."

"You are? What are they saying?"

"Not much. Look, I can't really talk right now. I'm sorry."

"Wait," she rushes out, "do you think that... do they think that Kit did this?"

"I don't know."

"If he did, he isn't in his right mind and you know that, Cole. You got to save him."

"I will."

"I know. That's the only thing keeping me sane right now. I was thinking, you know, sometimes when Kit wanted to be alone, he would head up north to his dad's old cabin. Maybe you could go check it out and l'Il stay here in case he comes home."

"Right," he whispers.

"Would you hurry up?" you call after Cole who flips you off.

"Jem, I got to go."

"So, what next?" Sam asks when Cole rejoins the group.

"We hit every cop shop within a ten-mile radius, put the word out, and see if we can't track him down."

"If you find him, what then? Kit needs help. He doesn't need a bullet, and he doesn't need a knife," Cole argues.

"Okay, you know what? Not everyone is good at this job, and you're clearly in no mindset to help. So, what you're going to do is go back to Jemma's house and play the concerned best friend while the adults are going to handle this one. Okay?" you grin.

"I wouldn't have put it like that but she's right. That's the job," Dean says.

"Fine, take me back to Jemma's." They do thinking that he is going to sit by and do nothing. "Thanks for the lift."

"It's better this way, alright? You keep her calm and we'll keep you posted. If he shows up, don't try and be a hero. Call us."

"You got it."

Cole gets out and heads up Jemma's driveway, watching as Dean pulls back onto the road.

"You know he's not going to drop this, right? All he needed was a ride back to his car. I overheard his conversation with Jemma earlier. Kit liked to go to his dad's cabin up north. If I know Cole, and I do, that's where he's going," you say. Dean pulls over into a small alcove off the side of the road and turns off the car so he's not idling. Twenty minutes later, Cole's car goes racing past Dean's heading North. "I love being right."

Dean rolls his eyes and starts the car before pulling back onto the road and following Cole. By the time you reach Kit's cabin, it's night. Sam and Dean don't want Cole to know they followed him so they try to be as quiet as they can while they get their weapons. You start walking toward the cabin with red magic swirling around your hands.

"Y/N! Stop!" Dean hisses.

You don't listen and open the front door quietly, listening carefully for either Kit or Cole.

"Kit? Hey, Kit? Are you here? It's Cole." You see a flashlight move throughout the house. "There are some real serious people looking for you, Kit, and they won't just want to talk. It's bad, Kit." You walk into the back room and see Kit huddling in the corner. Cole is inching toward him slowly. "Hey, Kit. It's me."

"I'm sorry. l can't stop."

Kit jumps up and attacks Cole just like what you assumed he did to Rick and the gas station employee. You watch with a grin at the chaos happening, and you don't do anything when something black jumps out of Kit and flies into Cole's mouth. Dean and Sam rush into the room and push past you to help Cole and Kit. Kit jumps away from Cole and throws Dean across the room to escape. He runs off into the night but you don't go after him. Old you would have. New you don't give a shit about it.

"Oh, god. Oh, God. Ew. Something went down my throat," Cole gags.

"Alright, just try and stay calm."

"Something moved. It's alive, Sam," he panics.

"We're going to get it out of you."

"How?!"

Man, that was a dumbass move coming here alone. You do know that, right?" Dean scoffs and turns to you. "Way to help... not."

"Always a pleasure to help," you smirk sarcastically.

"Oh, l'm sorry. l should have let the machete brothers cut my buddy's head off," Cole scoffs.

"Well, if you did, maybe you wouldn't be chokin' down a damn Khan worm right now!"

"What's a Khan worm?" Cole gasps.

"Do you think that's what it is?" Sam asks his brother.

"Or some sort of freak cousin."

"Freak cousin of what? Would someone tell me what the fuck is going on here?" Cole demands.

"A couple of years back, Dean, Y/N, and I worked a case. We got stuck in a cannery with this worm. It would get into people's bodies and... It was awful."

"How do we kill it?"

"Worst case is headshot the person it's in. The worm crawls out and we stomp it like a bug," Dean sighs.

"Is there a version where you don't cap me?"

"Electrocution seemed to do the trick last time," you say. Cole looks uneasy but you know it's better than dying. "Electrocution it is!"

"Alright, you two get to work," Sam says to you and Dean. "I'll go look for Kit."

"If we can fix me, we can save Kit, right?" Cole asks before the younger Winchester can leave.

"That's the idea."

Dean takes out tools he might need from the car so Sam can take the car and follow after Kit. Cole leaves and helps Dean bring in some supplies while you sit on the wooden fur throne in the middle of the room. With one leg crossed over the other, you watch the two men in silence. This is going to work out perfectly for you. If you can somehow get Dean away even for a moment, you can start to plant seeds of doubt in Cole's mind. Plant enough and he'll start to go crazy like Kit.

"You know that this is gonna hurt like a son of a bitch?" Dean says once he brings in the last tool.

"l have a wife, a kid, and an upside-down mortgage to get back to. Whatever it takes, Dean."

"Okay."

Cole takes off his shirt and lays down on the couch while Dean connects jumper cables to a car battery.

"So, the last time you saw this thing, it turned people into killers?"

"Yeah, except that one did a mind-control number on us."

"Damn. Day in and day out, you, Sam, and Y/N are saving people from things they just can't wrap their minds around. Nobody even notices it. At least l get a medal for my efforts, but you... I tried to kill your ass."

"Good times," Dean scoffs.

"I almost took you off the map. Who would be saving me now?"

"Not me," you comment.

Dean glares at you. "Let's not get too sentimental about it. Alright, let's fire this puppy up."

"You say that like it's just another Tuesday."

"Oh, buddy, it's only Monday," Dean smirks and snaps the jumper cables together so they spark.

Dean removes his belt and folds it in half so Cole has something to bite down on. Cole grips the belt between his teeth and nods at Dean to do it. Dean looks at you as he takes a deep breath, and presses the jumper cable clamps to Cole's forearms. Cole jerks back from the shock but Dean only keeps the clamps on him for a few seconds.

"Anything?" Cole pants.

"Last time, it came out of our ears and I'm not seeing anything yet."

"Do it again."

Dean puts the belt back in his mouth and shocks him again, this time a few seconds longer.

"Alright, that sucker should have crawled out by now."

"Do it again," you smirk.

"Not helping," Dean glares.

"She's right. Do it again."

"If I keep going, this is gonna kill you."

"Again!"

"You heard the man," you chuckle.

Dean replaces the belt and shocks him again. This time, Cole's jaw goes slack and his eyes roll to the back of his head. Dean immediately pulls the cables away and slaps his cheek.

"Cole! Hey! Come on!" Dean looks at you with wild eyes. "Save him!"

"What are you going to do if I don't?" you smirk.

Dean growls in frustration and starts CPR on Cole. when that doesn't work, he starts slamming his fist into his chest in hopes it'll get his heart to restart.

"Cole! Damn it!!"

Cole gasps awake and you lean back with a sigh.

"Hey! Hey! Okay! Hey. Alright!" Cole pants. He grabs the belt and places it in his mouth. "Again."

"No. No, we're done playing 'Operation'. If I zap you again, you're toast. Just take a knee."

Cole spits out the belt and rests while Dean walks off to the side. He grabs his phone and dials his brother, and you use the same magic to tap into his conversation like what you did with Cole and Jemma.

"Dean. How did it go?" Sam asks.

"The worm was a no-show."

"That doesn't make any sense. Last time--"

"Well, this ain't the last time. I mean, maybe this is a whole new species, you know? All I know is that Sparky struck out."

"There's got to be something. I mean, everything has a weakness, right?"

"Yeah, I guess. What about you? Any luck?"

"I'm on my way to Kit's. I thought l'd check there first."

"Alright, well, hurry up."

"You got it." Dean steps back into the room and makes sure you haven't killed Cole yet. "Are you okay?"

"As good as I can be, I guess. So, this is what in over your head looks like."

"Just got to keep your head in the game. Okay, what do we know about this thing?"

"Has the thirst settled in yet?" you ask. "Feel a bit dehydrated?"

"Yeah, actually."

"Okay, it likes water. When that's not enough, it craves blood." You smirk as an idea pops into your head. "Maybe lack of fluids makes the thing hostile like a parasite. It wrings you dry, and then it moves on."

"So, if l dry myself out, the son of a bitch wouldn't like that very much, would he?"

"No, he'd want the hell out. You'd be a hostile environment, well, more than you already are," Dean chuckles.

"To be fair, you haven't seen my chiller side."

"What do you think about rapid dehydration?"

"Big fan. Just make sure you squash that sucker when it goes AWOL."

"Sounds like a plan."

"Alright, nothing like a sweat lodge in the woods, huh?"

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Wrote a fic of Morty accidentally calling Rick "Dad"!

This was inspired by: Pass the Syrup, use this link to check out the story after this one!: https://archiveofourown.org/works/57106087

The Smith family was sitting around a table together, eating the pancakes Beth made. Morty poked at it with his fork. The pancakes are dry, he thought bitterly. He looked up and saw Rick drowning his pancakes in syrup. The old man had an unusually prominent sweet tooth for a man his age. Morty sighed and asked, without thinking "Dad, can you pass the syrup." Jerry cocked an eyebrow and looked around. "I...don't have the syr..." Jerry's voice trailed off as his gaze fell to Rick who still had the syrup bottle in his hand. "Up..."

Summer glanced up from her phone, her eyes going over to Rick, her eyes spraked woth excitement as she began typing out something on her phone, Jerry looked to the floor, looking like Morty just kicked his dog, Beth looked over to Rick then back at Morty, and Rick looked up from the abomination he made to look at Morty, as he shrugged and held out the syrup while quirking up one part of his unibrow. Morty looked over at the family's faces at the table, wondering how the tension got so thick.Summer grinned wildly, quickly starting to record a tiktok "Morty, do that again! I just told my followers what happened and they want to see!" Morty blinked "Do what aga-" His eyes widened "Wait I-" Rick smirked "'Dad' huh?"

Morty's cheeks turned tomato red with embarrassmed mortification. He did not see Rick as a father figure! He barely even saw him as a grandfather! Sure Rick was always by his side, was his only friend, spent the majority of his time with him, and was a strong male pressence in Morty's life, he certainly did NOT see him as a dad! "It's just a mistake." Morty told him in his mind. "You just woke up." Morty looked up a saw Rick's cocky leer made his cheeks burn hotter "Shut up Rick! I-I meant to say 'hand over the syrup Rick!" Morty spat out.Jerry let out a dramatic gasp. "Morty! What happened to me being your dad?! Since when did your asshole grandpa take my place?!" Rick leaned back in his chair "Not my fault your kids like me bet-*burp*-ter Jerry." Morty felt his cheeks get hotter. I mean sure, Morty guesses that technically he liked Rick more, but that doesn't mean he sees Rick as a dad! "Summer likes her boyfriend more than Jerry. That doesn't mean she sees him as a father" Morty quickly corrected what he said in his mind "Dad. Summer likes her boyfriend more than Dad." snapped "Dad! Calm down!" Jerry insisted, standing up from his chair "I am calm!" He looked at Rick's furrowed expression, he fell in his chair "You gotta be kidding!" Rick grinned "2 for 1, huh? Maybe Summer will call me dad." Morty's eyebrows jumped when he realized what he said "Wait-I-I was talking to you Jerry! I-I mean Dad!" Jerry slumped in his chair. Rick made things worse, as always "Guess I not only took your position as man of house but as a dad as well."

Beth stared daggers at Rick "Dad!" Rick put his hands up "Hey, I didn't make th-*burp*-e kid call me 'Dad'" Summer shrugged "I don't see the surprise, I mean Morty always hangs out with Grandpa Rick. What did you guys expect?" Jerry glared at Rick "That's not the point! I'm Morty's dad! Not you! He should be calling me dad! Not you!" Rick shrugged "My daughter calls you daddy and you don't hear me complaining." Summer choked on her drink and Beth's cheeks flushed scarlet. Summer groaned "Rick! That's so gross!" Morty demanded "Rick! Don't say that!" Jerry stammered "Uhm..I-I da..uhm...that's different!" Rick shrugged "What-*burp*-ever."Jerry looked at Morty with pleading eyes "Why did you call Rick dad?" Morty stuttered "Th-that was an accident! I didn't mean to! It just slipped out!" Beth put a hand over Jerry's "Honey, dont get all worked up, it was an accident." Rick didn't let up though "So you unconsciously see me as your dad, huh?" Rick pressed on, making the situation worse, and making the frown on Jerry's face deepen. Jerry complained "Rick you're a terrible influence anyway! Why does he see you as his dad but not me?! What do you have that I don't?!" Rick sighed "Oh, I don't know Jerry may-*burp*-be because I actually pay attention to him?" Jerry flinched "I hang out with him all the time! Like uhm...r-remember that time when...uh..." He rubbed the back of his neck. "Y-y'know when..." He leaned back in his chair, throwing his head back "Uh...oh! I helped him with his homework that one time!" Rick looked at him "You mean when you spe-*burp*-nt 15 minutes with him 3 weeks ago? Oh and you mean the homework he failed?" Jerry narrowed his eyes and crossed his arm "Well okay then Albert Eindouche. At least I don't drag him on dangerous adventures! At least I'm not putting his life in danger!" Jerry screamed out, slamming his two hands onto the table, with his eye brows furrowed and his mouth downturned. "I know him!" Jerry insisted, pointing at himself. Rick nodded "Mhm, sure, what's Morty's favorite movie?" Jerry blinked "Uhmm...well he loved Bambi when he was a toddler." "It's inception." Rick stated blankly. "What's his favorite movie franchise?" Jerry blinked "...Inception?" "No. It's Sherk." "We-well I uh...I know the important stuff alright?!" "What's his religion?" Jerry smiled confidently "Obviously Christian. That's how we raised him!" "Not everyone has to be the religion they were raised Jerry, Morty's agnostic." Jerry blinked "I...Morty is this true?" Morty rubbed his arm and nodded. Rick continued "Why wasn't Morty able to go to school last month?" Jerry shrugged "Becuase he had the flu." "No you idiot. He ha-*burp*-d Mutiple Sclerosis" Jerry huffed and it quickly escalated into an argument, Summer was beaming though, recording everything "Wait till TikTok hears about this!" And Morty groaned, hiding his face in his hands "Guys stop! I'm half asleep ok? I didn't mean to do it!" Beth nodded and put a hand in Jerry's arm "See sweetie?" Jerry let out a sigh and nodded "Y-yeah. It was just that. Heh.. got all worked up over nothing. I mean who would see Rick as their dad?" Beth gave Jerry a resting bitch face and Jerry coughed "B-besides his daughter! Obviously..." Morty could've sworn that he caught something that looked like disappointed on Rick's face before he scoffed and fell back in his chair "Whatever." Summer nodded slowly "Sureee...I'm still posting this on TikTok though!" Morty sighed, feeling a huge weight lifted off his back. He totally didn't see Rick as a dad.Totally.

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April '24 Fic Round Up

Fics I Wrote

Baby Duck - 1/1 - E - Harringrove and Endgame Stason - Jason likes pretty people, Steve is the pretties person he's ever seen.

Bracelets Can Be Replaced, You Can't - 2/2 - T - Stommy - Tommy and Steve make each other friendship bracelets when they are young and they make a promise to never take them off. Steve doesn't until Starcourt.

Could You Really Call This Losing? - 1/1 - E - Harringrove -Steve loses a bet, Billy comes to collect.

I'd Sell My Soul To A Devil - 22/? - T - Harringrove - Steve sacrifices himself to save Billy at Starcourt. Billy makes a promise to get him back, it's going to take him a while but he plans to keep that promise. Even if he has to make a deal with a demon to do it. Even if the price isn't right.

It's Gay! It's Always Been Gay! - 1/1 - E - Stommy - After Steve's breakup with Nancy, Tommy wants Steve for himself.

Peeled Labels - 1/1 - E - ReeferSteve ("Reefer" Rick/Steve Harrington) - Eddie won’t sell to Steve so he goes to Rick who sees an opportunity and takes advantage of it.

Skincare - 1/1 - E - Hellcheerscoops - Steve is looking to up his skincare game, Chrissy and Eddie oblige him.

The Specialist - 1/1/ - E - Harringrove - Billy is tense so Tommy gets him an appointment with someone who can help.

Fics I Read That You Should Totally Consider Checking Out

The Best Kept Secrets Never Come Out - 1/1 - G - Steter - "If there's werewolves…" began Scott after a few minutes contemplative silence, "and witches…well, there's gotta be vampires right?" There was a smattering of twilight jokes and eye rolls but Peter remained contemplatively silent and eventually the teens noticed. "Right? Peter?" Prompted Scott. Peter hesitantly shook his head. "You'd think so with their presence in pop culture but no bestiaries mention them. No other books I've read either, and I've searched." Scott pouted, but Stiles grinned. "Tough luck dude, I was always team Jacob anyways."

The Birthday Wish - 1/1 - T - Harringrove - “You’re just in time, pretty boy,” Billy said, pulling his pack of cigarettes out of the pocket of his denim jacket, followed by his Zippo and a… birthday candle. “In time for what?” Steve asked, confused as fuck. He didn’t even react to the pet name, he was kinda used to it. Truth be told, he hadn’t heard it for a while, since he wasn’t at school anymore, and he kinda missed it, not that he’d ever admit that to anyone. “‘m turning eighteen in a few minutes,” Billy said around the cigarette between his lips.

Hospital Blues (and a warm cut of tea) - 1/1 - T - Stommy - “Hey Tommy, It’s Steve, um, but you probably knew that.” The message starts, and Tommy freezes. Feels himself halting in place, right there in the middle of the kitchen. They hadn’t spoken in months. Not since all that shit with the Wheeler chick last year. When she ruined everything. He forces himself to inhale, to breathe again, and listens to the rest of Steve’s message. “I’m just uh, ringing from the hospital."

The AU List A-M N-Z

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What really confuses me:

If there's a show that could rely solely in nostalgia it's Caryl's. Carol and Daryl's stories are the wires that cross the whole show. They were there from begging to end. Their relationship was there from begging to end. They have all the nostalgia in their favor. There could be at least 3 seasons of Caryl only dealing with past trauma, callbacks to iconic moments, and dialogues composed of memorable quotes. And yet there's so much more to tell. There is so much conflict/tension to explore and resolve.

Even more than TOWL (Rick and Michonne left TDW at some point and Richonne's relationship only started later in the show. And I think all that needed to be explored/resolved regarding them was done in the main show and in the season 1 of TOWL. There's not much conflict left)

A lot more than Dead City (Negan's most iconic moments are of when he harmed other people and he already got his redemption arc/flashbacks in TWD, so there's not a lot of trauma healing left. Meggie's most iconic moments are with her family, which is, besides her son, dead, so there's not a lot of connections nor motivation left (they can't rely on her son forever). Meggie also left at some point and her relationship with Negan only started in season 5, in a horrendous context that doesn't leave a lot of room for development (and she already forgave him in the main show). There's not much conflict left)

So what I don't understand is, with such gold material in their hands, how can they screw up so badly? Even if they were lazy, all the material was there in plain sight, they didn't have to dig it up.

Do you think I'm justified in thinking that even a child with some critical thinking could do a better job? 2. To what do you attribute this writing mess (from season 1 to season 2.6 spoilers)? Is it just plain bad writing or purposely screwing Carol/Caryl (and even in-character-Daryl)? 3. And what would they gain with failing so hard? 4. Do you think there's more investment in the other spinoffs? 5. Are you still holding on any hope they could do Caryl/Carol/Daryl justice? 6. And what would you do differently if it was you in command? 7. What's your favorite nostalgic moment you'd like to see revisited in the spinoff?

I could have sworn I posted this already, but apparently it's been in my drafts for over a month?? Anyways...

1. Yes.

2. Both. Zabel only cares about his original characters/original concept and Nicotero was put in charge during the strike

3. In their minds? Freedom to tell a story about men by men for men

4. I think AMC invests too much time trying to market every show to the built-in TWD fanbase as a whole and to new viewers (new= more dudebros) instead of accepting that each spinoff has its own core audience who connect with specific characters and growing those separate fanbases and then diversifying with viewers who can enjoy different elements without stepping on the core audience's toes.

5. They can try to slap a band-aid on things. Not sure they're motivated to do that and as long as Zabel is showrunning, pushing the friendship narrative, and shipbaiting, then there's no way Caryl/Carol/Daryl will get the storytelling they deserve.

6. In addition to giving Daryl and Carol their own character development and writing a compelling external plot (that treats the audience like they're intelligent), Caryl's relationship needs to be the emotional core of the show. We need to e x p l i c i t l y see them grow together as a romantic couple in ways that honor their shared history on the flagship show.

7. Well, the painful thing is there are so many nostalgic moments and story beats that were left unexplored between Caryl that I've been dying to see, but I don't even want Zabel to touch them because I think he'll just ruin them. He doesn't understand Caryl's story well enough to do it justice. Melissa needs more creative control.

[dominickeating-source]

TrekGalaxy - "The final frontier has a new beginning." (2001)

Lt. Malcolm Reed: British, male, late twenties. Armoury Officer. In the new age of humanity's enlightenment, Reed is a bit of a throwback. He's a 22nd century 'soldier', all spit and polish and by-the-book. He maintains a rigorous daily schedule; when he isn't on duty, he's working out on a futuristic exercise apparatus he keeps in his quarters, or toiling in the munitions lab, perfecting some new kind of torpedo.

He's the antithesis of our Chief Engineer, Charlie Tucker, who is undisciplined, a 'rebel' of sorts. The two men are frequently at odds. Reed is always trying to expand his weapons inventory, storing munitions in parts of the ship designated to Engineering. Tucker is constantly finding photon grenades cluttering his Jefferies Tubes. There just isn't enough deck space for both men.

Reed is filled with contradictions. Despite his near-obsession with regulations and munitions, he's also soft spoken, shy, and awkward around women.

--From the Official Enterprise Bible

Dominic Keating plays munitions expert Malcolm Reed on Enterprise, the guy responsible for watching the backs of the crew. Reed also goes down in the history books as the man who developed the first hand Phasers for the Star Trek universe. If Keating's face looks familiar to genre fans, it should: the actor has racked up an impressive lists of credits over the past few years with appearances on The Immortals, G vs. E, Poltergeist: The Legacy, Special Unit 2 and Buffy, the Vampire Slayer. Early one recent moment, trekgalaxy.com caught up with Keating in his Los Angeles home, where the easily-likeable actor shared his wit and insight into this next leg of the Star Trek adventure.

You have a very solid background in the science fiction genre.

It looks that way now, doesn't it?

Can you talk about your relationship with Science Fiction, and how it led you to your role as Malcolm Reed on Enterprise?

It is strange when you think of how much science fiction I've done in recent years. My manager pointed that out to me when we were in the middle of the audition process for Star Trek. He said to me, 'you're so right for this! You've done The Immortals, you've done Poltergeist and Buffy.' I thought, goodness, I suppose he was right in some way! It's not that I specifically set out to do only Sci-Fi, or even Star Trek. It was just another acting gig and another character. But having said that, yeah, I'm perfect for Star Trek when you look at what I've done in the past. I just hope there's a life after Star Trek - and a life in Star Trek, that I'm not just a Sci-Fi actor and that's all I'm going to ever do. 

What is life on Enterprise like for Dominic Keating?

It's very fun. I just love going to work there. It really is the best. I love it all. I came away from work last night, walking through the corridors of Paramount between the stages, and saw the sun setting on the Paramount sign and the famous water tower, and I just had to pinch myself.

So who is Malcolm Reed, and how much of him is Dominic Keating?

Well, ultimately, it's all you, isn't it? (Keating laughs) It's always extensions of you. And yes, I'm taking Malcolm Reed under my wing at the moment, because they haven't quite decided where he's going to go, and how dimensional he's going to be. As he was described in the breakdown when I first heard about the part, I actually thought I wasn't particularly right for it because he was written as being bookish, button-down, a real proper Brit, shy around women. And I'm certainly not shy around women. (Keating laughs) That's really not me. I was talking with Rick Berman when they offered me the part and we were discussing how Malcolm might be and sort of the avenues he might take. I mentioned that when I was in my boarding school in England, at around the age of 17 or 18, I was thinking at that time about not going to University and joining the army. My mother had come from an army family and I'd been a member of the cadet force at my school for several years and had really liked it. Then I told him that soon after that, in training, I drove a tank in Germany - and crashed it!

It's a good thing they didn't make you the pilot on Enterprise!

(Keating laughs) No shit. So that's who I'm taking Reed out of at the moment, me when I was going to join the army. Malcolm is an army man. He's a gun man, and as for the other stuff, the shyness - it's funny when somebody says they saw something of that in you, and if you're truly honest, you can own up to it and say, yes, I can be that way. That's what I'm doing at the moment. It's a very subtle osmosis, where you just start to 'chameleon' into the part. While seeing some of the rushes [daily takes] on the pilot episode we shot, I could sense it. I could see it in my eyes. That's me on the screen, but it's not me.

Can you explain the events that led up to you winning the role of Malcolm Reed?

My manager rang and told me what the part was the night right before the first audition. I'd been playing this very funky role on a new series coming out on Showtime, my hair was all chopped up and sort of funky-punky, and it had just grown out to the point that I could slightly sweep it back a bit. I put my hair back into more of a Star Trek style, put on this little costume that I thought I would wear to the audition - a black v-neck with black pants and a pair of those space-age molded boots that are hip now. And I called my girlfriend through to the bedroom and said, 'look at that - I look very Star Trek.' She went, 'you do!' I kind of got the feeling then.

That's when I had the mental note to tell myself that I could get this. Sure enough, I went in the next day and met Rick and Brannon and the word came back literally the next day that they really liked me for this, and that if I got any other offers for roles, I was to let them know first immediately. It was what they called a 'watch and advise', which got me excited. 

I went in a couple of days later to meet Jim Conway, who was going to direct the pilot, and I think I'd left the office twenty minutes when they rang up my manager to find out how much I cost. I had one more audition with the network. It was pretty painless. I had three auditions in all - it happened in ten or twelve days. There was a brief moment of heart-in-the-mouth, because when I went for the final audition to meet the Paramount execs, as we were walking out of that office, Rick Berman looked at me and said, 'So, Dominic, are you ready for the next seven years?' I went, 'Woah!' then I waited a week for them to contact me. Ron Suma had sort of intimated that I'd gotten the job, but he said it wasn't official until Business Affairs called through to carve things in stone. A week went by where there was some sort of machination at the higher level because the deal between UPN and Paramount hadn't been set [regarding which network would pick up Enterprise]. That was a hard week, I can tell you. Your mind plays tricks with you - like did he really say that to me? Did he really look at me and say seven years? Those seven years are going to go fast!

Yes, I can tell. We're already on episode 4, and it's only just started. 

Just what is happening in the fourth episode of Enterprise?

I can tell you that Trip, the Engineer, is getting pregnant! Make of that what you will. (Keating laughs) The makeup people have already been forewarned. They've been told that he has to have some sort of pregnancy appendage on the side of his torso. Some reptilian species impregnates him, and he's to be the carrier of their alien child. After reading what Charlie Tucker III is like in the series Bible, it doesn't sound like something he's particularly going to enjoy! No, God bless him! (Keating laughs) He'll have breasts on his forearms. The guy will never want to go out of the house again! Previous Starships were armed with photon torpedoes and Phaser banks. 

Enterprise is outfitted with missiles?

You're asking the wrong person - I just press the button! (Keating laughs) I don't know if they're photon torpedoes or a different kind of missile. I knew it was going to come to this - you've found me out. (Keating laughs). They're gray, and yes, they're actual projectiles. Remember that we're going back in time with this series, so we're shooting missiles. They're actual metal projectiles that come out of torpedo tubes on the ship. But of interest, I have the supreme Honor of actually introducing Phase pistols for the very first time in the pilot. They have two settings - stun and kill - and it would be best not to confuse them! For the rest of history, you will be the guy who created Phasers! Tell me! It's very exciting.

There is a really creepy villain introduced in the pilot 'Broken Bow' called the Suliban. What can you tell us about them?

They can seep through anything, as it were. You know, I never actually saw one of them, now that I think of it. I did fire at an 'imaginary' one on the planet Rigel in the pilot episode while rescuing the captain, but it was added in later as special effects, so I never actually got to see one. I've read in the script, though, that they have the ability to be like chameleons, to take on backgrounds that they're standing in front of our clinging to, whether it's fabricated metal or balsa wood or whatever it may be. And they can seep through anything - literally - air ducts, keyholes, whatever.

So they are a mix of live action actors and special effects?

They have actors playing them. But the Suliban's antics are computer generated.

What would Star Trek fans be surprised to know about Dominic Keating?

I watched the original series as a child growing up in Leicester, and I loved it. I have lasting memories of the fried eggs falling on Spock's shoulders [in the episode 'Operation: Annihilate!']. Those episodes were fabulous. I did look at The Next Generation a little out of professional interest, because it had a British actor,

Patrick Stewart, who came to America to do it. Also that I'm an absolute golf freak. I adore golf. I live for golf. And now I live for Star Trek - which will allow me to play golf for a very long time to come!

I hesitate to use the term typical, because how many people get the chance to spend a day in outer space, but what is one of your days like on the set of Enterprise?

As an actor, it's a typical day on the set in a way. Being on a set is like being in the army. It's very regimented. It has a certain way and an only way of doing things, and therefore, everybody knows that they're all on the same page when they are doing what they are doing on a film set. There is that aspect of it. It's exactly the same on any film set wherever you go in that you know exactly what to expect. Now, with a Sci-Fi show like Star Trek in a franchise as powerful as it is that has the money it has to create a playground for actors to act in, it's second to none. It's extraordinary. The first day that I stood on the bridge set of the Enterprise, as I took a step up, I let my foot hover just momentarily over it because it was going to be the first step onto that playground. I let it all just soak in. The sets are amazing. I was on Stage 8 yesterday - I wasn't even in this scene, but the others were on this Nirvana planet, and in four days, the set designers completely changed Stage 8 into something complete with redwoods and trees and grassy brooks and I just had to walk through it for myself. It was really another world on a soundstage at Paramount Studios.

Star Trek sets are amazing!

You should see my armory. When I walked onto that set, it really touched me that they spent all this time and money building this space for me.

So is the Armory your main hangout on the ship?

Actually my main hangout is on the bridge. I'm there making sure everything's going swimmingly from my command post near the captain. But yes, you'll find me in the Armory over time, because they wouldn't have bothered building this beautiful and extensive set for just a few scenes. That's where the gray missiles are housed.

At this early stage, what is your relationship with your fellow cast mates like?

They suck and I can't stand them. (Keating laughs). I'm not kidding! And you can quote that. No, they're fantastic. We've all gelled very quickly. I'm sure we'll be friends forever. We have a very good understanding that if you've been with each other for five days and for fifteen hours every day solid, perhaps we don't want to call each other on weekends right now. But when we're actually there, we just have a ball. We are laughing all the time. It really is fabulous. And I'd like to give a heads-up to Scott Bakula, because as our captain and as the star of our show, he really has unwittingly set the precedence of being a terrific gent on the top of the show. That's got to have a really good trickle down or rush down effect on the rest of us. Scott doesn't even know that he's such a nice guy and such an actor's actor. He is there every step of the way. He's not a starry star who withers off camera, the kind that won't read lines with you. He's a proper guy.

Isn't he amazing in that he can jump from being a time-traveling scientist on Quantum Leap to the gay next-door neighbor in American beauty to being the captain of a starship so effortlessly?

He's an actor's actor, that's what I say. He has to have a time machine or some painting up in an attic somewhere that's getting very old because he looks better now than he did ten years ago on Quantum Leap.

He's extraordinary, isn't he? He's a very handsome man. I was watching a Quantum Leap the other day. You can discernibly see that there is some aging process that's happened with him, but it's not that he's older. He's more knowing now. I don't know how old he is - he's over forty - but he looks damn good for it.

Maybe Star Trek has something that injects youthfulness!

It might be that we all know we're going to be employed for seven years! That will take a few stress lines off you! I know I'm a lot calmer than I used to be. (Keating laughs)

So who is the clown of the cast?

I guess that would be me. We all have a good clown-around. We all egg each other on. The first couple of weeks, the thing that got us howling was the 'shaking' when our characters went through meteorite storms or were hit by some other projectile. Some of us shook better than others, let's say. 'What are you doing over there? Are you shaking, or do you have to go to the Loo?' (Keating laughs). Jolene [Blalock, 'T'Pol'] set herself up as the ace-shaker, but she was shot down in flames, let me tell you.

Jolene Blalock is a hoot - and she's lovely.

Yes, she's adorable.

Now that Enterprise is the lone standard bearer for the Star Trek franchise, are you aware how critical its success is, and what do you plan to do to make it unique?

Yes, I am aware. I got up to speed on the Star Trek franchise when I was cast and have a good sense of what mantle it is we're carrying. You know, Rick Berman and Brannon Braga are very smart, and just the very fact that they haven't put Star Trek in the title of this series is really smart, that they are now preparing an audience, and a loyal audience, for the fact that the franchise is moving on. And although it had its roots way back in the original series, it's now becoming its own life form. It's now becoming just Enterprise. You know, if one word could say Star Trek as well, that's it. I would imagine that the next seven years after our seven years won't have anything to do with what's come before.

But it will have a harking back to what we're doing now, and everything that's already been done. What can I do to insure that? To show up every day knowing my lines, having thought about how creative I can be today, and to not take any of it for granted. The minute you show up to work on a show thinking that you know it all and you have it all down, you're lazy, and I think audiences can see it. It has to be fun for us as well, and I really can't see when it won't be, even after seven years. The writing is so new and fresh - I don't know how they come up with these ideas. Even to put Trip in a pregnant position is perfect! I mean, the minute you hear that you say, 'well that's just fucking fantastic!' And high marks to them. It makes my job easy. But that's my commitment, that I keep it fresh so the audience will enjoy Enterprise.

Source: www.dominickeating.com

[glitteringcrab]

One True Morty (part 2)

(Part 1)

1. The ideal "Good Morty" is depicted with a halo. Is this the depiction of an angelically good Morty...

...or is it the depiction of a deceased Morty?

2. "ONLY ONE WAY TO MORTY SALVATION"

Gee, what way would that be?

The "next world"??

I remember being confused at that time. He is implying death, isn't he?? There's nothing else he could be implying...

3. The spaghetti clones (which was Morty's idea, Morty I hate you for that, you jerk) commit suicide to escape:

Uh-uh, uh-uh...

Sooo I think... there is... not evidence, per se, but some stuff that could be interpreted as indications that the "One True Morty" cult was a suicide cult.

My take on the above is this:

A) The title "One True Morty" in this setting full of clones should send alarm bells ringing in our heads. My guess is that the One True Morty was a Morty who presented himself as the original Morty all the clones were a copy of (but I also think he was a liar and that he was just another clone Morty).

B) The One True Morty... has... some powers, apparently...

...and, frankly, the only thing I can think of that would make any sense is the Operation Phoenix.

C) So, hear me out. Evil Morty knew about the Central Finite Curve since before S01E10, but from when we saw (part of) his backstory we weren't shown him finding out about the CFC. This wasn't his tipping point, he was already familiar with the concept. And yet it doesn't seem like the sort of thing Ricks would advertise to their sidekicks, and I'm wondering if the One True Morty is the Morty who actually learnt about this and began telling other Mortys...

D) ...Telling them, among other things, that he existed before the Citadel's creation, and had been outside the Curve.

That he had set up clone vats in a universe outside the CFC before the Citadel's dimensional drive took effect and the wall of the CFC took form...

...And that if they underwent a specific preparation process and then committed suicide in some right manner (my guess is probably by taking a Rick down with them), their consciousness would be transported in the clone vats waiting outside the Central Finite Curve (the... "next world").

E) Because, as we've seen, the corpses of Ricks and Mortys were literally necessary to bring the Central Finite Curve down:

(after Eyepatch Morty throws the dead Ricks' and Mortys' remains at the rift, it becomes larger)

F) My guess is, the One True Morty was just another traumatized Morty who, like Evil Morty, desperately wanted to leave. And yeah, he lied. He promised to all his followers freedom outside the Curve, but there was no way he could actually provide that. He was killing them to save himself, exactly like Evil Morty was doing.

G) I can't help but think that Evil Morty knew him personally.

Or at least he seems to have known a Morty (or Mortys) who Evil Morty once thought were above all this, who had integrity and goodwill and would never commit atrocities in a desperate bid to escape...

...and then witnessed them stoop into the lowest low...

...when something inside them died as well.

(I always thought in that moment we witnessed less something in Evil Morty snapping and more something in Evil Morty dying.)

H) Maybe, one of the reasons he wanted Morty Prime to escape with him was because he wanted to spare him what he considered an inevitable loss of integrity and self and morality inside the Central Finite Curve. He had seen that Morty Prime had already been sick and furious of his Rick once (to the point that he said "GLADLY" when directed down a path that would take him away from Rick C-137 but would have him strapped naked on a wall and tortured. GLADLY) and had also seen him care for other Mortys and wanting to free them.

Morty Prime was not a lost cause yet. He could escape with his morality and soul intact. Take the chance, Morty...!

...But Morty Prime stayed inside the Central Finite Curve.

...

[carlsdarling]

Your first time with Carl headcanons (it's also his first time)

Sexy and fluffy alphabet. Everyone is 18 or over.

WARNINGS: smut, nsfw

A - Aftercare

You lay there completely exhausted and cuddled together, a little embarrassed but happy. Carl kept apologizing that it had hurt at the very beginning, but you reassured him and told him that it was normal and that you liked it anyway. Again and again you affirmed how much you love each other.

B - Body

It was unusual at first to see you completely naked, but the awkwardness quickly faded, and then you couldn't stop exploring and caressing each other's body. Carl, however, didn't want to take off his bandage, even though you know what his eye looks like and don't care. But you respected his wish to make him feel comfortable and safe.

C - Cum

Carl used a condom, so you didn't have direct contact with his cum. However, you are curious about his cum, how it feels, how it smells and tastes.

D - Dirty Secret

What Carl doesn't tell you: He practiced using condoms beforehand because he was afraid he wouldn't get it done at the crucial moment. He even asked Glenn about it, and you can believe me - Carl was fiery red in the face and was stuttering. He was very very ashamed xD

E - Experience

You both didn't have any, all you did before was kiss and fondle each other over your clothes. You didn't really plan your first time, it just came up because Rick and Michonne were out of the house in the evening to attend a meeting.

F - Favorite position

Since you were both inexperienced, you did it in the missionary position. At first you couldn't handle it and you were both awkward. You had to laugh. The angle wasn't perfect, the pillows fell off the bed, and Carl was uncertain how to proceed until you took his cock in your hand and guided it to the right position.

G - Gentle

Carl was very careful and gentle, fearing he might be hurting you. But there was a long foreplay, and oh my, were you wet for him, so it didn't hurt very much, although he is on the larger side.

H - Hair

You had just shaved the night before, which embarrassed Carl because he doesn't really shave his pubes and then was unsure if you would prefer him to. You couldn't care less though, you like him just the way he is.

I - Intimacy

It was very intimate and loving and brought you even closer together. You literally can't imagine living without Carl by your side now. And you keep thinking about doing it with him again.

J - Jealousy

You're constantly jealous of Enid, even though Carl gives you no reason to be. But she's always stalking him, and it bothers you.

K - Kink

The two of you are far to inexperienced to even think about kinks rn ;)

L - Location

Carl's bed. Of course you chose a comfortable and safe place for your first time. Anything else would have been unthinkable, you were nervous enough as it was.

M - Motivation

You both had the desire, and when you started kissing and caressing each other, it was very quickly clear that much more was going to happen that night.

N - No Go

Cheating on you. He would never do it, he loves you with all his heart.

O - Oral

You did each other briefly, it was new and unusual, but you both liked it and want to do it again. Carl loves it when you suck his cock while stroking his balls.

P - Pace

At first, Carl was so hesitant that he barely moved. It wasn't until you let him know you were ok that he made slow and gentle thrusts, and then it was over really fast.

Q - Quickies

Maybe after you've had sex a few times. Right now, everything is still too new for you, and you prefer an undisturbed place where you can both take your time and be with one another. Therefore, quickies are out of the question.

R - Risk

You thought it wasn't risky because Rick and Michonne weren't there and you had planned to go home afterwards. What you didn't plan on was falling into a deep slumber afterwards. When Rick and Michonne returned home, there was a thunderstorm, so Michonne went into Carl's room to close the window and discovered you tightly curled up in bed together. You were obviously naked under the blankets, and there was a used condom stuck to a piece of toilet paper on Carl's nightstand. Michonne's first impulse was to wake you both up and scold you, but she chose not to. You were that age, you had at least used protection, and it was clear that sooner or later it would happen. So she quietly closed the door behind her and then carefully taught Rick that Carl was now sexually active. Rick is glad you're the one - he trusts you.

S - Stamina

Carl has no stamina at all yet, he literally cum after a minute. He was still trying to hold back, but you told him to let himself go, and then he was cumming right away.

T - Time

It happened later in the evening. By then you had been together for a few months and you felt you could trust Carl.

U - Unfair

When you guys did it again the next morning, Carl wanted to try a different position, but that was too much for you and you wanted to keep the missionary position for now. He pouted a bit and said that was unfair; he would have liked you to ride him and to bounce on him.

V - Volume

There were only small sighs and sharp breathing at first, but as the two of you proceeded, you started moaning his name, and that turned Carl on so much that he started moaning as well.

W - Wildcard

Enid had planned to seduce Carl in the near future to steal him away from you that way. She thought if she outran you and had sex with him first, he would fall in love with her and finally leave you. Since she and Carl are friends, she knew you guys hadn't slept with each other yet. She tried to hook up with him before, but Carl rejected her immediately and made it clear that they are just friends and he loves you. He kept that to himself because he knew how much it upset you and he wasn't going for it anyway.

X - X-Factor

Carl would never admit it, but he was afraid of maybe not getting it up due to nervousness. He was worrying about that for nothing, his cock was as hard as a rock. He was also afraid he would come too quickly, which turned out to be true, but you didn't mind. You thought it was cute how excited he was.

Y - Yes

You don't regret that Carl was your first and, vice versa, he thinks you're just perfect for him. He's glad he chose you over Enid.

Z - Zzzzz

You fell asleep together afterwards and didn't wake up until Judith was crying the next morning. You looked at each other a little shyly and then kissed, giggled and started a round of morning sex.

[askatriangleandastar]

What're your thoughts on the new Spooky Month episode?

(Doodle to match your icon, also because this one has me by the NECK) Thoughts in particular for as much as I can below

OOOOOOOOUGGHH DETER AND HIS MOM. FUCK, THE H U G S BIT HURTS MY HEART EVERY TIME IT IS VISCERALLY EFFECTIVE PELO YOU MONSTER ❤️

Moloch is so threatening I GASPED as we finally got to see him achieve Leg Rights and dud he ever put them to WORK running like that all over town!!

Gregor was incredible and competent and despite being opposing to the norm of how the kids go about things, a net positive for the town. His entrapment/death/conversion to what the cult put him through in the ending is an endangerment to the safety of everyone. That he really did care and want to protect the kids was sweet, and while harsh his reality check to Lila was something she's had coming.

I WAS RIGHT ABOUT SO MANY THINGS GOING INTO THIS I WAS SO EXCITED!!!!! Not beating the witch allegations in the slightest and still with so many questions and wonder.

I love how much we learn and yet how much there is to learn. Connections that are only half-given and have to be speculated and discovered with the ARG and background inferences. I still need to go over the frames and take in all the background characters. I don't know how far into November this is set but it's not long enough for Lila.

Getting the feeling that the Theives Duo were hired to go through the house yet settle on the attic, to nab THE DAD'S STUFF given its all strewn about the house after they get whooped, and then the New Grounds Ending confirms it had me shaking. Had me wondering if that's what BOB was sent to do initially in the very first epsiode, but when Lila ran into him he was gonna get a snack. That the cult members backed off at mentioning the spider and the Candy Dealer notes them as having been lucky + the picture revealled of it having been the Dad's (plus Pelo mentioning it has eaten people before) is making thoughts mimic a windows 98 trying to run the Sims.

The Gregor and Moloch ship those working on the show go for and snuck reference to in the show. The "and they've never been married but they are SO divorced" vibes of their interaction here, how Moloch called him by name and would have only ever lied in the past due to Gregor not having Moloch's in kind [the devil a deciever to any word said] hooooo I don't go there but it's next door and it looks fun!

The foreshadowing with the drawings done with Dexter and it's accuracy + Pelo drawing Moloch possessing a lot of characters + also doing so with Eyes + the Other Drawing = F E A R AND EXCITEMENT!!!!!!!

THE EYES IN THE BUCKET STILL LOOK LIKE DEXTER'S AND ARE ACTIVELY MOVING (especially in the Ending Spider Scene) HE IS STILL THERE AND TRAPPED AND AAAAAAAAAA!AAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!

The Ooga Booga Jumpscare was fascinating and done super duper well!!!! Wanna make a whole breakdown about why and how it worked better than any other so far. There are some layers and misdirection and it's built up really well! Plus what looks like a version of her on Jaune's TV foreshadowing what's gonna happen like it did before with Bob.

It makes me wonder if there's more parallels to Moloch based in the line "I can be ANYWHERE now!" After scaring the Audience. I have a theory that a part of his possession tactic is Fear. To enter someone's body who isn't willing they need to fear him and he can only get one such victim at a time (hence why only Roy and not the whole Hatzgang at once vs Skid and Pump at the same time with no difficulty as they let him in). It's why he Stalks and Stares (Patty, Ignacio) and consistently when we get to be around for when he goes for it, he *roars*. Not bite and claw but roars. He's put off and doesn't enter those that have no fear of him (Gregor, Rick, Ignacio) and I think it's because he CAN'T. It's why even when at his weakest he roared at Gregor. To break the chant, the concentration, to make the wounded and bleeding enemy falter and fear and let him in with that response of weakness. It fails, of course, but hoooo with anyone less devoted I don't think it would have.

BRICK TO THE HEAD. THE COWARDS. THEY GOTTA AMBUSH THIS OLD GUY EVEN WHEN HE'S ALREADY LIMPING TO STAND A CHANCE THATS HILARIOUS.

The way Pump was distracted from opening up and being vulnerable with his sister and kept happy by the toy and the lie, while Skid has no such escape as his own heart to heart is burdened further by the sobs of his mom in a home that is no longer in any illusion safe with a shattered door and evidence of earlier break-in everywhere. These 2 have been diverging in small ways in their outlook on things for awhile now, but this episode's ending and scenes about parents, about knowing more and less than each other (The way Skid didn't know about Moloch not running but Pump did and how Skid started to ask what he meant, how Skid still associates all Happy Fellas as Stabby while Pump could see it was Dexter-specific because he could **see** through to what Dexter WAS according to the notes... if Gregor hadn't interrupted there may have been Words. Going forward, it feels like they're going to again.)

IGNACIO AND THE ILLEGAL GUN OF COMEDIC CONTRAST

I cannot stress enough how much Kevin feels like he's being pushed further and further towards a total breakdown and that he NEEDS a coworker to help like Radford [AAAAAAAAAAA THEATRE MAN RETURNS I WAS SO EXCITED TO SEE HIM HE PLAYS OFF KEVIN SO SO WELL AAAAA] It's not an if so much as a When with the way his vision is Scribblifying so much (a treat for the eyes tho) and while he CAN cool off if nothing goes immediately wrong its just gonna keep going wrong.

Roy is having problems and given his parents and vibe of his family plus his contact to Skid and Pump, guessing it's likely tied to how it's status quo isn't sitting well and the need for escape with friends. Parents who are present yet Not in how it matters and how they're needed by the child. So glad he's willing to open up at all (the contrast from the second episode is staggering) but like Kevin it feels like he's building up to a bigger breakdown.

It is for Susie's safety and well being that she never met Moloch and yet she might well have been a huge fan given her enjoyment of demons! Have to wonder how she'd react to seeing the ashen form of Moloch in the attic if she ever went digging for what's been going on herself.

Ignacio may be any number of things and the picture with the dad is making me run in circles around the room I am seething with th3 need to shake him even though he'd shoot me point blank. Speaking of, the fact that he was carrying it on his person with taking out the trash and how he used it genuinely made me think that if Skid and Pump bothered him one more time he was going to pop 'em where they stood the same way he was so unbothered and at the ready I was wheezing XD

Why does the portrait have a diamond why does it have only ONE diamond why is it like that despite looking like it's the one for the old mansion we glimpsed in the second epsiode what the hell is with the mannequin and SHY DOES IT HAVE A FACE IN THE HELL CREDITS CARD

The oath Gregor uses portraying a Lord yet not a Father yet maintaining The Son, as well as a Sacred Sky, has me going no-clip on my chair. I am Not Normal about this and I cannot pretend to be I need the implications of this world's religions being impacted with Eyes having been ever-present STAT and the horror of the cult not being to a different God but the same as Gregor's, simply met by a bridge of heresy to meet mortals with the divine while still of flesh and bone and claim of Death....

I thought Evermore was bribing the hobos to blow up the church but now... now it feels more likely to be either Bob's place (seeing his corpse wheeled in the soundtrack video + that Patty was about to cut into him again when the kids interrupted+ Evermore asking for a specific body to be moved) OR the Mansion (not being invited into any cult and wanting John to shut up about it so he gets an unofficial, literal backalley deal going for some nobodies with no credibility to do the work for him). Evermore is the kind of vain who'd spill that he was in an exclusive group to brag and is also wonderfully insufferable with his blatant ego; the idea that he ISN'T part of the cult and his not knowing and terrible mayor strats only benifit the cult so they don't bother with the risk of somone in power knowing about them and his denial that somone as important as him would EVER be excluded if there WAS one which must mean there ISN'T just has such a good punchline and I hope it's true I really do.

THEY SHARE A VA, IS THE MASCOT GUY THE SAME CHARACTER AS THE BOB COSPLAYER CAUSE HIS BAD LUCK AND MISFORTUNE FEEL SIMILAR! Also the happy fella furthest left moves its eyes after the kids so uh. So uh they might've been on the money to destroy them cause looks like one is already possessed by Something and it also gives greater legitimacy to the internment of the one in The Candy Tube of Shame at Kevin's workplace gosh they're STILL BEING SOLD if they become A Problem beyond Dexter and that's when we get to meet Robert's little sister who has one....

The way Pelo has explained how Moloch got stuck and how the possession works means we KNOW Patty was tethered to her body and unable to do anything except watch as Moloch used her to kill (any by the mess and lack of remains) eat Michelle (mom's name in description cast list) to regain some power and begin to sate the prolonged hunger Moloch has been trapped in. It's how he was able to perfectly mimic her and Dexter. It's why her lower half is coated with so much blood it may as well be dyed the color. It's no wonder she's adamant to have a gun! Glad to see evidence of her still actively working with John and Jack on the mystery in the ARG images too.

That doctor, Mort, I don't know who he was talking with but while he's sus as hell I'm not so sure he was taking the call we see Ignacio make. There isn't a reason to be informing him about the priest, even if bother WERE in the cult- going straight to the mourge and opening with asking if the body had been moved feels like it was a micromanage from Evermore to be sure that what he asked for is happening in a timely way. Have to wonder if he's going to take Patty's place now with having a distinct full name and reoccurance in the episode as he does for 3 scenes.

Gosh I love the soundtrack I've been looping the playlist for it while writing all this, again, not well, so so many thoughts. This isn't even all of them but it's past 1 am I have been typing for over an hour gonna pause it at the realization that something DID curse the Candy Corner for the holy water to have worked as well as the fact that the red head kid, Lucky was super cursed for what we now know as LEGIT HOLY WATER to have had such an effect on him. It wasn't boiled it was in that pot to get as many of the kids crowding as possible, as we see the bottles only effectively splash a single person. A friend mentioned Gregor may not even directly see Lucky given the behavior towards the child is abnormal and as we see here he IS normal towards children, even with costumes he sees as mockery of the lord, so ignoring him crumpled on the ground and the siezing on the doorstep are strange outliers. ALSO LEARING ABoUT GREGOR'S FULL NAME AND THE MEANING AND THE RELEVANCE OF THE ANGEL WINGS IN THE CREDITS AAAAAAAAAAAA!! So much thought and care went into this, I love this series so much, thank you for asking my thoughts on it! ^^))

[the-comfort-den]

could i request a fluffy alphabet with rick from spooky month pls! theres such a lack of content of him ;-;

there really is! I like the funky depresso man!

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A ctivities - What do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?

He will spend as much of his free time with his partner as he can and doesn't really care what it's spend doing! Napping? Sure, watching some tv? He's down, wanna get dinner/lunch/breakfast/something to snack on? Why not,

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B eauty - What do they admire about their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them?

He's a personality man, though he also likes how you feel on him when you cuddle!

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C omfort - How would they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack etc.?

He'd try his best to help, cuddling if you wanted to, getting snacks or your favorite comfort food, and talking about it if you were up for it! He's trying his best-

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D ate — What was the first date with them like? What is their go-to date? What is their dream date?

Your first date with him was most likely at one of your places and it was most likely watching some show or playing a game so you two could talk(or just listen to music if you prefered) and ordering in or just snacking on what was there,

His go-to date is literally any date you can do at home,

He doesn't have a dream date-

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E lapse — How long can they go being away from their s/o?

He hates being away from his partner, and normally just naps till he can be with them again or do whatever he can to distract himself-

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F ight - Would they be easy to forgive their s/o? How are they fighting?

He'd forgive his s/o almost instantly, often blaming himself instead- but still wanting to figure out what went wrong,

It's kinda hard to fight with him, since he's really monotone sounding and doesn’t yell unless he has a damn good reason to, and he never sees that he has one with his partner,

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G ratitude - How grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?

He's very grateful to have his partner! And is very aware of what his s/o does for him, even if it's just keep him company when he really needs it, since he never wants to admit that he needs it,

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H onesty - Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?

The only thing he'd hide would be how awful his parents are, but even then you probably already knew about them if you hung out with his friends!(Radford, Streber, Kevin, Ethan, Leon, Max, Miles, Aria, and Liv)

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I nspiration - Did their s/o change them somehow, or the other way around? Like trying out new things or helped them overcome personal problems?

His s/o just gave him a damn good reason to get proper therapy and try to do better, since he didn't really care about doing that for himself,

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J ealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?

He doesn't really get jealous, just depressed if you show other people more attention than him, and he'd never bring it up, honestly he'd probably just take a nap to sleep it off, which may work or it may not-

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K iss - Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?

He's a bit of an awkward kisser at first but after awhile he's not bad, just not a big kisser!

You're first kiss with him was whatever you want since he didn't do it! He's not much of a kisser so he wasn't the one to initiate your first kiss lol

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L ove Confession - How would they confess to their s/o?

He'd most likely end up confessing that he liked you on accident- it was completely unplanned!

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M arriage - Do they want to get married? How do they propose? What would the marriage be like?

He doesn't really care if he gets married, like, at all- but if his s/o wants it why not

He probably wouldn't be the one to propose but if he did it'd be while you cuddle, kinda like he forgot to do it earlier- and just pulls the box with the ring in it out of his pocket and ask you there,

Marriage with him wouldn't be any different to dating him-

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N icknames - What do they call their s/o?

He doesn't use a lot of nicknames, he'd normally use a shorter version of your name but may also use dear, that's really the only nickname he uses-

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O ath — What is something (i.e. a bad habit) they try to stop doing for their s/o?

Self h*rm, he's hurt himself since he was like, a middle schooler, but he'd rather learn how to cope properly than upset his s/o, or make cuddling them even a little uncomfortable!

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P DA - Are they upfront about their relationship? Do they brag with their s/o in front of others? Or are they rather shy to kiss etc. when others are watching?

He's not much of a fan of PDA, but if his S/o wants to hold hands or hug in public he'll do it, he just prefers being home in general-

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Q uandary — What’s the most awkward thing they’ve dealt with since dating their s/o?

His s/o meeting his friends(Radford, Streber, Kevin, Ethan, Leon, Max, Miles, Aria, and Liv) since they are a hell of a lot different to him- and they constantly get you two to cuddle(like with games like true or dare and stuff or just watching movies)

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R omance - How romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?

He's not the most romantic person, but he tries sometimes! But expect more cuddles than thinks like candle lit dinners with this man,

He'd do his best to make his partner happy! From actual candle lit dinners to just cuddling and watching your favorite shows or movies, he's trying his best!

He's not really either? Though I'm going with more creative, he'd rather turn anything into a date than have to leave the house-

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S cent — What do they smell like? (i.e. peppermint or cedar wood)

Some random deodorant, normally old spice- and like he needs a shower-

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T hrill - Do they need to try out new things to spice out your relationship? Or do they prefer a certain routine?

He doesn't care if theres new things and prefers more of a routine, but he doesn't mind if you like some surprises or want to go do stuff, just know he's going to be a little slower about it and isn't as much of a people person-

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U nique — What’s something they would do only for their s/o?

Theres a good bit he'd only do for his partner, like cuddle and stuff, and you being around gives him more motivation to take care of himself, he still has trouble with it but you just showing you care about him gives him a bit of a motivation boost! So there's also that!

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V ulnerable — What’s something their s/o does that makes them weak to their knees?

Honestly, loving him and showing that you love him is enough- he didn't have the best parents(they were fucking awful actually) so he's always worried that he's unlovable and unwanted,

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W ild Card - A random Fluff Headcanon.

He has a habit of penguin pebbling! Making playlists for his partner and buying them little trinkets or snacks and stuff when he sees them when they remind him of you!

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X OXO - Are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?

At first, he can seem a little cold, but after awhile? He's constantly wanting to cuddle! Though he normally doesn't say it outright,

He's more of a cuddlier than a kisser but if his partner likes kisses he doesn't mind giving them a few!

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Y earning - How will they cope when they’re missing their partner?

He normally listens to music, though he does that a lot anyway but it makes it harder for his mind to wonder if he's focusing on music!

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Z zz - How are they when it comes to sleeping? Are the a cuddler, blanket hog, ect?

Rick sleeps like a log on his back and doesn't move to much in his sleep- but will cuddle his s/o if they're with him! But he's still sleeping on his back- he also doesn't mind if his s/o wants to lay on top of him either! He's soft and comfy!

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[im-a-goddamn-cat]

Alarming Deal

Neggie/Negan Smith x Maggie Rhee | vague Gleggie/Maggie Rhee x Glenn Rhee || Rated: E || Words: 2.4k || CW: Rape/Non-Con

Summary: After Daryl acts out, Negan gives the group two options for a punishment: Either he kills Glenn or he gets to fuck Maggie… And of course, Maggie doesn't want her husband to die.

A/N: I've had this idea for a long time but was always too scared to write it because I was afraid it was too dark but some people in the Neggie Discord server encouraged me to write it so I finally did. Thank you guys! <3

Enjoy! :]

AO3 || FF.net || ↓

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"Now, I already told you people, first one's free, then what'd I say? I said I would shut that shit down! No exceptions," Negan explained to the group of Rick's people. One of their people had acted out of line after he already killed one of them and now he needed to punish them again. He paused for a dramatic moment before speaking up again. "But… Lucky for you all, I'm feeling generous today. So, instead of killing another one of you sorry saps right off the bat-" He paused again briefly to chuckle at his own pun. "-I'll give you two options: Option one -" He raised the end of his blood-covered bat towards Glenn's face. "- This one here meets the same fate as Red over there." Maggie's eyes widened in horror at the threat towards her husband. "Or option two -" He lowered the bat and then pointed at Maggie with his free hand. "- I get to have my way with this lovely lady, here and now." Negan grinned. He suspected that this man was close to Maggie from the way he reacted to him threatening her earlier and if it were true, he'd definitely get his way. As soon as he had laid eyes on Maggie, he wanted her, and he hoped that his suspicions were correct.

Maggie's head spun as she registered what he'd just said. He wanted to take either her husband's life or her body. She sat motionless for a moment before looking towards Abraham's poor mangled body and then back up towards Glenn and Negan. The choice was obvious to her, of course she didn't want her husband to die. The thought of Negan touching her repulsed her but if letting him fuck her meant that Glenn lived, she is willing to agree. 

Maggie nodded slowly. "Y-You can have me," she croaked out, her voice hoarse from the crying she'd been doing. Negan smiled, a chilling grin that made him look like a predator staring at its prey. "Excellent choice."

"Maggie, no-" Glenn started to say but was stopped as Negan gestured towards a couple of his soldiers to grab him.

"Keep him quiet and restrained," he told them, not trusting that he wouldn't try coming to Maggie's aid again like he had earlier. One soldier stood on either side of Glenn, holding his arms so that he couldn't move, and one of them stuffed some sort of rag in Glenn's mouth to silence him.

"As for the rest of you… Don't even think about trying anything else or I won't be as generous next time," he threatened as if manipulating someone into having sex was any less heinous than murder. Negan handed his bat off to another one of his soldiers to hold onto and then walked over to stand in front of Maggie.

"Hello, darling… Aren't you beautiful." He smiled down at her and the lust she already saw in his eyes made her uneasy. He reached a hand up to stroke her cheek and briefly gently cupped it as he looked at her. He then reached to unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants. He pulled his pants and boxers down enough to pull out his cock which was already half-hard. He guided it towards her mouth, the tip coming into contact with her lips.

"Come on, baby… It ain't gonna suck itself," he coaxed her. Hesitantly, Maggie opened her mouth and he slid inside. Maggie sucked on him and Negan groaned. A thought of biting down on his dick hard enough to draw blood entered Maggie's mind but she knew that would only lead to another person getting hurt so she restrained herself. After sucking him a little, he was fully hard, and she began to slowly move her head, taking as much of him in her mouth as she could on every stroke, occasionally swirling her tongue around the tip of his cock when she'd pull back.

"That's it, good girl," Negan moaned. Maggie inwardly cringed at the praise. After a few more strokes of her mouth, Negan put a hand on her head and gripped her hair. "Hold still for me, darling," he told her and Maggie complied, stopping her motions. Negan began thrusting his hips fast and bottomed out on every thrust into her mouth. Maggie's eyes widened and watered and she gagged a little, not used to this kind of treatment.

"Fuck, your mouth feels so good on my cock, baby," Negan moaned out as he fucked her face. Maggie didn't know how much more she could take, she felt as if she were choking from the way he was using her. Suddenly, he yanked her head back and pulled out, a string of saliva connecting her mouth to his cock falling away between them. Maggie gasped and coughed as she tried to catch her breath from the attack.

"Too close. As much as I'd love to come in that pretty mouth of yours, I have other plans," he explained as if she cared. She just wanted him to finish whatever it was he wanted to do and for everyone to be safe. Negan grabbed the back of her shirt, pulled her away from the line-up of her friends, and threw her down. He got down on his knees near her legs, flipped her over so that she was on her back, and got between her legs.

He looked down at her with a lustful, predatory look and it sent a chill up Maggie's spine as she fully realized what was about to happen. The fear must've shown in her eyes as he attempted to sooth her. "Don't be scared, baby, I'm gonna make you feel good." 

You're taking me against my will you sick fuck, I won't enjoy this, she thought and almost wanted to say but she knew better than to provoke him so instead she stayed silent.

Negan reached down to the end of her shirt and lifted it up enough to reveal her bra. He then pulled a small knife out of his pocket and put the blade between the two cups, slicing upwards to cut it open. He put the knife back and then moved the cups of the bra to the side, revealing her breasts. "Beautiful," he purred. He lifted her breasts in his hands, feeling them, and running his thumbs across her nipples. Maggie shivered again at the contact, his hands on her body feeling unwelcome.

He leaned down and lifted one breast into his mouth, latching onto it and sucking, while still massaging the other breast with his other hand. Maggie squirmed at the feeling, his mouth on her feeling foreign. He then swapped breasts and did the same thing with the other one. He leaned back, unhooking his mouth from her with a pop, and sat up.

Negan moved his hands down to her pants, undid them, and moved back a little to pull them down along with her underwear. Instinctively, Maggie tried to close her legs but Negan grabbed them and opened them back up. "Don't hide that pretty pussy from me, darling," he told her and looked down to her exposed cunt. "And my, it is pretty," he said lustfully. Negan reached a hand down to rub his thumb across her clit in circles and she gasped. He continued his motions, and her arousal built a little against her will, but the situation she was in was so disturbing and terrifying that she didn't feel very aroused.

Negan removed his hand and situated himself in between her legs again. He pulled his cock back out of his pants, which was hard and glistening with pre-cum, and ran it along her folds down to her entrance, feeling that she wasn't that wet. "Usually I'd work my lady up a little more by eating her out or some shit but I'm sorry, darling, I need you now," he told her and thrusted inside her to the hilt with no warning. "Ah!" Maggie screamed, the sudden intrusion painful. She was sure he probably tore something in her. A few tears spilled out of her eyes and she clawed at the ground as he started thrusting fast and hard already with no care for her comfort, her breasts bouncing from the force of his thrusts.

"Stop! Please stop, it hurts," Maggie begged. She knew she had to let him have his way with her if she wanted her husband to live but it was too much for her, every thrust felt like a knife cutting into her.

"Relax, it'll feel good soon, darling," he simply responded and didn't let up on his cruel thrusts. "Fuck, yeah, so fucking tight… Feel so fucking good on my cock, baby," he moaned and reached up to caress one of her breasts. Maggie felt sick that he was enjoying this when she clearly didn't. 

Maggie turned her head to briefly look around, trying to distract herself from what was happening. Her friends that she could see were either looking on in horror and concern for her or looking away entirely, not being able to watch. She felt embarrassed and ashamed that they had to witness this. She couldn't see Glenn from where she was but she didn't want to anyways, she knew it would be too painful for her to see his face. Some of the other saviors that she could see were either just watching and not doing anything but the others were getting themselves off on the display. The sight made her feel even sicker.

Maggied looked back towards Negan, not being able to take looking at everyone anymore. Negan angled his thrusts a little differently and hit her g-spot, making her gasp and Negan noticed her reaction. "That feel good, baby?" he teased and continued thrusting to hit that spot. He moved his hand from her breast down to stroke her clit and her pussy clenched around his cock, wetness beginning to seep out of her. She was starting to feel pleasure from his cock and fingers and was horrified with herself. She hoped it was just the pregnancy hormones making her body react this way.

Maggie began whimpering a little as her pleasure built further and she came closer to release. She tried to fight it as she didn't want to come from this. Negan wouldn't have it though, he continued thrusting into her g-spot and stroking her clit. "Come on, baby, come for me," he coaxed.

"No, no," Maggie whimpered feebly and then moaned instinctively as she orgasmed against her will. Negan moaned as he felt her walls clench down on his cock as she came undone. "Good girl," Negan praised her but Maggie didn't appreciate it at all. She felt disgusted with herself for coming from essentially being raped.

Negan removed his hand from her and then pulled out suddenly. She caught a glimpse of his cock and saw not only her wetness but also something red, blood she thought, confirming her suspicions that he was too rough with her earlier. He moved her so that she was on her knees, her face facing her husband. Maggie looked to the ground, not wanting to see him while this happened. Negan moved behind her on his knees. He suddenly entered her again and Maggie hissed at the feeling as she still felt sore and sensitive from his rough entry and her orgasm earlier. He gripped her hips and resumed his brutal pace.

The sound of his hips slapping against hers could be heard on every rough thrust. His grip on her hips was so hard that she felt like there was going to be bruises left there from it. Please come, please come, she chanted in her head, wanting this to be over already. Negan lifted a hand and grabbed her hair, pulling her head back so that her eyes met Glenn's. He looked terrified and concerned to the point of crying and the sight made Maggie's heart ache. Negan slowed his thrusts a little and leaned in near her ear. "He's your man, right?" Negan asked her and she nodded. "Husband?" he then asked and she nodded again. "Heh, that's what I thought, the way he tried jumping up to protect you earlier," he told her. "Bet he's never fucked you like this, huh?" he teased but Maggie didn't answer this time. 

"Enjoying the show, bud? I can see why you married this girl, she's gorgeous, and this pussy? Goddamn," he spoke up teasingly, this time directed towards Glenn and Negan flashed a shit-eating grin at him. A flash of anger went across Glenn's features before going back to the scared and worried expression as before.

Negan released his grip on Maggie's hair and she looked away from Glenn again, not wanting to see his distraught face anymore. Negan moved away from her ear and picked up his brutal pace again. His thrusts started to become more erratic and he was letting out moans frequently. "Gonna fill this sweet fucking pussy up, baby," he groaned, indicating that he was close. After only a few more thrusts, he pushed in to the hilt and moaned as he came, shooting his load into her. His cock throbbed inside her as he filled her up with his come.

After he finished, he pulled out. Maggie stayed in that position for a moment, clenching her pussy to try getting his come out of her, not wanting the offending substance in her. Negan watched as his come mixed with her blood from his forcefulness seeped out of her and he groaned at the sight. Maggie collapsed onto the ground from exhaustion and curled up, hiding her exposed body as much as she could. She couldn't think clearly enough yet to just pull her clothes back on.

Negan put his cock back into his pants and closed his pants up. He then stood up and looked over everyone. "Now, I hope we've all learned a very important lesson today. Any disobedience will be punished… But I'm always open to certain alternative methods of punishment."

Negan crouched back down to Maggie and leaned his mouth close to her ear. "I'll come visit you sometime, darling," he told her and then kissed her cheek. Maggie shivered and, after he got up to leave, laid there in horror at the possibility that he was telling the truth.

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A/N: Ngl, I'm really unhappy with this for... a few reasons. I ended up not even wanting to post it but some of the people in the Neggie server wanted me to so here it was. Hope you guys liked it. <3

Thanks for reading! <3