#I wonder if Morty feels like this at school

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This school will kill me I think I can feel my brain turn into egg yolk as I stare at my probably cheap chromebook and decide to just write a few clearly low effort sentences before submitting

[webslingingslasher]

hi so uh could I request a really short (like less than 1000 words) blurb for Peter of him just comforting reader with physical affection cause she's having a depressive episode please (I really need a hug omfg)

i’m at work but i really think you needed this, call it a gut feeling.

peter’s love language is physical touch to the max.

he needs a hand on you at all times, riding in the car? hand on your thigh, if you’re sitting behind him, his hand is wrapped around your ankle. watching a movie? you’ll be tucked into his side, or he’s resting his head on your chest, at the very least your legs are tugged over his lap so he has something to run his hands over. out at dinner? he’s holding your hand across the table almost the entire time, unfortunately you make him give it back when the food arrives. eating out with friends? his favorite, because then he has a reason to sit in the booth next to you and there’s nowhere that’s off limits. hands on your thighs, knees, hands, elbow, neck, face, anywhere he deemed necessary for his touch.

most times you push him off, and he doesn’t take it offensively because even he can admit when he’s being a little too much. there’s only so much you can take of being trapped under his arm in new york summer weather before you shake him off and tell him not to touch you for ten minutes because you’re about to scream. or when you’re out at dinner with friends because he really does have wondering hands, you can see when it’s getting a little much so you have to take his hand and rest it on the table with a pat or grip it in yours so tightly it’s sent into rigor mortis.

there is one time you don’t push him away, when he doesn’t think it’s possible slump into him further, the one time he truly can’t tell where you start and he stops.

he just wishes you weren’t so sad when you needed him like that.

peter thinks you fell asleep on him and he doesn’t mind one bit, sometime after finding you buried under your covers. which he knows is your hiding spot when things just get a little too rough. you’re good most times, but every once in a while you forget how special you are, and he knows when you don’t respond to his texts or snapchats or don’t show up to school.

you didn’t text him much last night and he figured you were tired or sleeping early, then you weren’t at school this morning and he would’ve thought you were feeling sick until it hit ten thirty and you haven’t responded to anything in over twelve hours. his suspicions were confirmed, you were sick, but not with a bug or virus.

peter did the only thing he could think to do, not that you’d believe him in that moment anyways, and sends you three words.

I love you.

if you were to only look at one message from him he wants it to be that, so he doesn’t send anything else for the rest of the school day.

he went straight to your place and let himself in, heading for your door where he knows you’ll be collapsed in bed and have to fight his own upset that you haven’t ate or drank water today because it’s the wrong thing at the wrong time.

sometimes he doesn’t like being right, seeing you swallowed in blankets, facing the wall with your eyes shut, he sees tear marks and doesn’t have to ask, he stopped asking months ago, it was always the same answer.

“why are you crying, hm?” he’d brush your hair away so it doesn’t stick.

and you’d sniffle and blink more tears to fall and whine, “i don’t know, it just has nowhere to go.”

“what has nowhere to go?”

you’d cry harder, “the sadness.”

sometimes there was no good reason to be so sad and it makes it worse, like you needed to justify how sad you felt.

peter took in the darkness, you pinned blankets over your windows, it was as black as you felt. he doesn’t even think you’re sleeping, just… dreading your existence.

in case you don’t know he’s in here he speaks soft and slow so he doesn’t scare you, also because cheerful doesn’t really fit the mood.

“hey, trouble. feelin’ okay?”

he knows you’re not okay, okay. but it’s not about being fine, it’s about checking in with each other because you’d swore you’d tell him if it ever wasn’t okay.

peter can’t hear you, he puts his knees on the bed and shuffles towards your back. “what’s that, mumbles?”

your fingers claw at the blanket around your mouth, “‘m okay.”

peter is the fixer, he fixes everything, you even call him your little engineer. but this is one thing he can’t and never will be able to fix but he’ll gladly hold your hand and cheer you on from the side while you fix yourself.

“wanna hug?”

and you don’t know why these cuddles, these touches, these actions of love that feel the most warming and comforting to you. he always loves you, that’s his thing, but when it’s times like these when you’re so emotionally raw and vulnerable you want to curl up and hide, peter embreases it and doesn’t tell you to hide it, it’s human and he’s happy you trust him enough to see that side and he’ll never take it for granted.

you nod, peter scoots enough to pull at your hip and pull you on your back, he’s looking down at you and doesn’t take offense when you look away.

“wanna be on top?”

sometimes you wanted peter to crush you with his weight, he used to hold back because he didn’t want to actually hurt you until one night you called him out, “peter, please I just need to feel… i don’t know.” so he let himself settle all the way down on your chest and heard how your breath caught, you gripped at his shoulder when he tried to move back up, you gasped it but you needed it, needed it for a few minutes.

“thank you, just… please stay here.”

that’s when it was really bad, you needed him to drown out the whole world, the thoughts, the insults, anything that wasn’t screaming at your brain for breath, and when he moves that first real gulp of air feels like heaven and even if it’s for one second you have two things to be grateful for.

most times, you crawled high into his lap and looped your arms around him so tight he felt like he couldn’t breathe, your face tucked into the crook of his neck, sometimes you’d dot kisses, sometimes you’d cry, and sometimes he feels nothing but eyelashes every few minutes as you blink and shut them, each attempt of opening them like, ‘you ready yet? no? alright.’

or nights like tonight, when you curl around him and doze off because you had a night where instead of sleeping for fourteen hours you stayed up blinking at the wall.

and because if you’d learned anything about his love language, he wouldn’t let go until you asked.

[fandomwe1rd0]

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

[wafflesandd1ck]

How is it we got an anime of Rick and morty but no horror adult animation series of Danny Phantom?

Like the horror fanart on this site is ✨️INCREDIBLE✨️ and I need the creators to scroll through tumblr for inspiration.

I want to watch Danny Puke up ecoplasm mixed with blood after the accident in the lab and make the entire first episode, Sam and tucker terrified that they just watched their best friend die in his own basement and hiding his body. Going back to the fentons every couple of scenes to move him to a different spot in the house.

I want Sam to be busting out her "how to get away with murder" tips

They settle on, burying him in the park. The fentons put out a missing person's report.

I want tucker to get his phone intending to delete their chats about messing with the parents' lab, so they don't get suspected by the police.

Give me that panic and horror and FUCKING TENSION.

And then Danny wakes up screaming in agony. The plasm burning him and the pain is so intense it turns his hair bleach white.

I want him to spit maggots out his mouth while he crawls out of the creek bed. I I want his knuckles to crack and his ligaments to be tight from rigor mortus.

For episode 2. I wanna see Danny start rotting. His teeth and fingernails are falling out. His hair is coming out in clumps in the shower. His eyes are turning yellow. Sam has to start doing corpse/funeral makeup to make his skin look normal and less pale, pasty and blue.

I want the entire phasing experience to be painful for Danny. His hand goes through the wooden kitchen table, and he can feel every splinter piercing his flesh . He tries so hard to carry a conversation with his dad while he debates, degloving his hand to make the pain stop because he just can't figure out how he phased in the first place.

I want the school lunch lady not revealed to be a ghost until Danny's arguing with her in the middle of the cafeteria and everybody is looking at him like he's gone nuts and he has meltdown wondering if he really did die and is in hell.

This would be so good as a horror series. I think it would be great to take place senior year in high school. Age them all up a bit.

Mainly, so that a key point to the B plot on Danny's family is that they think he is morbidly depressed and on drugs.

SO

Make danny the apprentice to vlad, because his parents pulled strings to get him a job with their college BFF, then when danny finds out that vlad not only has the same tech as the fentons but he wants to basically sell ghost powers to people as a pharmaceutical, to manipulate people's fear of death and the unknown, then danny is like "bro no this shit sucks!" So vlad in a bout of ego is like "yo fuck you 17 year old boy. It ain't shit! Look, " and then infects himself with ecoplasm to be half ghost. Note that it does suck a lot, but vlad, being the ever-present businessman, knows how to manipulate a bad situation into profit.

Weirdly enough, they could run a lot of the episode plots from the cartoon into the adult series. They just have to play with the concepts.

Maybe to pass the fake out make-out (and the truly PAINFUL 'will they or wont they' that just takes entirely too fucking long to resolve), make Sam and Danny FWB until Valerie steps in, and that's the love triangle?

"You said you just wanted sex. What's the problem?"

"Sam, do you even care about me, or I am just part of some freaky kink to get back at your perfect parents?"

..I think about this a lot.

[itslouisan]

Special for mootie: my headcannons on @imaginary-grandpa Prime!!

(btw mootie take my opinion as a grain of sand in a dessert cause it's just silly things I thought when rereading the blog jvj- btw like this is one of my fav asks in Tumblr and just wanted to y'know..talk about it and give my mootie support cause they create amazing stuff)

-based on this ask I hc that Prime curious to what Morty enjoyed started watching Morty's cartoons and even present Morty some that he watched as a kid, maybe gifted comics too (clearly he was talking aboUT Ben 10 so I imagine the Ben 10 comics as some gifts) I also imagine the 2 watching some 2000's CN shows like courage the coward dog (Morty would be TERRIFIED and cling to Prime's arm while he is just vibing eating popcorn) or Codename: Kids Next Door and just make stuff together based on the shows, it became a habit for Prime to gift these to Morty (sometimes even summer IF he feels in the mood)

based on this one I think Summer and Prime have this complicated dynamic, clearly Summer cares for Morty and is protecting her lil brother WHO CLEARLY IS NAIVE (which hey as a easily kidnapable kid, relatable) I imagine in the first weeks or months Summer would be SO ON GUARD and just silently judge Prime and give him looks that she'll jump on him and bite him.

OK this will sound stupid but THIS made me think, hey based on "Tales from the citadel" (rewatched this weekend with my dad and it's A FAV of mine) we know there's variants to universes so there could be a Prime dimension A, B, C etc; what if, Prime just killed the other Primes to a level or just let them fuck off cause y'know, whatever he doesn't care, and in exchange, he goes to this reality that C-137 didn't found due to being an obscure timeline and WAY in the past, this way he'll have a safe reality just like his original in every sense but without wife guy knowing and thinking there's only one Prime dimension, now abandoned. OR I'm just overthinking and the whole ask is BEFORE canon Rick and Morty, literally years before C-137 reached Prime dimension and what we are seeing is an alternate reality he CHOSE to come early to get his leftover shit-- well i'm probably just overthinking but eh, it's fun to imagine shit

I'm focusing more on the image here but my note is: I like to imagine Prime comes over either in the morning when Beth is out and Jerry is well, being jerry, and since morty is really young prob he doesn't go to school yet and wouldn't need to go to a daycare due to jerry being there + Summer, but I think he could come late into the night when Jerry and Beth are asleep and just sound proof the garage, the kids stay up all night with Prime and sleep in the morning/noon. As for the image, I already commented this on a reblog but, Prime actually looks happy in those pictures, which makes me wonder if something happenned between him and diane in the first place on the past, BUT idk if i'm JUST overthinking (look i'm autistic with a hyperfocus, I look for detail onto the tiniest shit ever) but in the one with only him and diane his smile looks a bit unnerving, maybe forced? Anyway clearly Prime got angry when talking of being replaced, or when we bring up Diane, so I'm just guessing he didn't kill her JUST to kill her, something else had to happen.

*cough* I need to actually see this happening in the blog *cough* but it kinda makes me think if Prime even thinks he is toxic in any way cause well, clearly he feels something for these kids and family, remembers stuff with Diane and Beth and doesn't just fuck off, perhaps, just like C-137 he would consider this "irrational"? idk I just like to think Prime every single night after coming back to his place alone runs a hand in his hair and thinks wtf is wrong with him to want to come over again

idk, silly but he made the costumes, Summer helped, he is into crafts but would never admit

just to finish this, SUMMER BULLIES HIM AND JOKES HE IS LIKE A CAT JUST TO GET HIM MAD. IDC, SHE MADE IT ON PURPOSE AND GETS WHAT I'M SAYING.

[catholickedd]

rick hcs:

- loves bob dylan & loves jimi hendrix’s “all along the watchtower”

- never saw the point in coming out to his parents bc the fact that he was pan was just so obvious and normal. also he didn’t really think that his being pan should be something that was treated as this big abnormal deal

- had gifted kid burnout for a bit but then realized school and society were stupid and wasting his potential by forcing it toward doing something “useful to society”

- beth: dad look at my son

rick: psh

*3 hours later*

rick, alone in a dark room, holding morty: *crying* hes so beautiful

- when beth came out as bi to him he was like “…yeah duh, you’re my kid, of course youre bi”

- he seems like he’d have lesbian moms. this is just a completely random thing but it’s how i Feel

- punches terfs regularly

- great at chess. somehow morty beats him every time though. i wonder how

- bipolar (this is basically canon though)

- used to wear glasses but fixed his vision. sometimes he still wears em for the Aesthetic

- adhd (hes so adhd coded)

[cherryfairytwist]

Ch13. A Ride Home RickFic

(Tags: MDI, sexually explicit, violence, action, under the influence)

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—- NARRATION SIMULATING NOW 

It was a hot late afternoon as Astrid walked toward her car in the school parking lot. 

She had just gotten done with her last group of kids that school day and was ready to go home and take a nap. She yawned and rubbed the side of her skull in an attempt to wake herself up more for the ride ahead. Her healing had come along nicely since the rave incident four days ago. Yet she still found herself feeling a little sore during the day. Like she had told the Smiths, it only took her a little while to heal the damage she had experienced that night. Almost every other day Rick came to get the kids from school for an adventure he’d give her a suspicious side eye or glance over seeing the seemingly miraculous progress she had made getting better. But she also couldn’t outright shift to look completely healed so for cover she explained to students how she had recently gotten into a car accident. As students expressed their worry for her she could see the guilt creep into Morty and Summer’s faces any time the topic came up so she tried avoiding mentioning it. She approached the car and leaned up against it. She looked around the almost empty parking lot and sighed enjoying a moment of relief. She pulled out one of her alien cigarettes she had gotten from the party district galaxy and lit it up. She scooted up onto the hood of the car and leaned back against the window to look up at the sky. She was relieved the healing was almost done so now she could join the Smith’s on adventures again. 

“I know you’re ganna have SOOO much to say about me getting better quickly.” Astrid muttered referring to Rick as she took a few more puffs. “You always have something to say.” 

She closed her eyes and enjoyed the late spring weather, slowly dozing off. 

“A-Astrid…?!” Morty’s voice called out distantly.

Astrid peaked open one of her eyes and saw him and Summer at the side of the school walking her way. She looked down and noticed cigarette ash all over her top. She wondered how long she must have dozed off for if her cigarette, now just a nub, to have burnt while still between her lips. She quickly blew off the ash and picked at little chunks with her fingernails in hopes of not staining her top. 

“Oh.. uh hey guys- shouldn’t you two be home by now? School let out forty five minutes ago..” she answered back a little dazed still messing with her shirt. 

“I-It’s been let out for an h-hour and a h-half now.. you okay Astrid..?” Morty asked in a concerned tone. 

She looked up at him groggy and confused, “uh… yeah? I’m fine Morty. Why do you ask?” 

“Well-well.. I don’t know-I was just worried you passed out due to like injury reasons..” he said looking nervously over to Summer to see if she had felt the same way. 

Summer didn’t look at him but continued to watch Astrid in detail trying to come to her own conclusions, something was obviously bothering her too. 

“No- no! I’m fine! I just got tried after class and took a nap on my car.. you guys seriously shouldn’t have to worry about me like that I’ve been doing just fine. I’m pretty much all healed up.” Astrid looked between the two of them and tried to make the subject casual, trying to wake up and seem more alert so they wouldn’t doubt her. 

“Sorry again about the other night. We really didn’t think Grandpa would throw you into something like that so out of the blue… I’m really glad you’re doing so much better though.” Summer attempted to apologize again but her tone started to linger off in a different direction suggesting she also seemed suspicious of her recovery time. 

They all looked at each other silently for a moment until Astrid tossed her dead cigarette onto the ground and hopped off the hood of her car. 

“Anyway.. what can I do you for? Why are you two here at school still? I didn’t think either of you had gotten detention recently.” Astrid said in an amusing tone hoping to lift the mood and avoid further questions about her recovery. 

Summer let out an audible sigh in annoyance and interrupted Morty before he had a chance to explain, “Seems like dad forgot to come pick up Morty today. I was supposed to ride home with one of my older senior friends but she didn’t come to school today so I guess she got sick or something. We ride the bus sometimes but this wasn’t supposed to be one of those days.” 

“Oh..” Astrid replied noticing a quick look of embarrassment and pain written across Morty’s face, she could gather this probably wasn’t the first time he had been forgotten by his parents. 

“Well come on then. Get in.” She said casually as she unlocked the doors and got into the driver’s seat. 

“You’re the best Astrid! T-thank you!” Morty said excitedly as he dashed to the passenger seat. 

“Thanks Astrid. Sorry about this.” Summer said now a bit more relieved they had a ride now. 

“Yeah no worries guys. Honestly you can always get a ride with me if you want. I live right down the street from you anyway.” She said casually again in hopes to ease their spirits. 

Summer hopped in the back seat and fixed her hair while looking in the rearview mirror. Morty buckled up in the front while Astrid rolled down all the windows to let out the hot air before blasting the AC and then rolling them up again. She then reached into her bag to fumble around attempting to find her communicator so she could plug it into the aux. She loved music while driving… similar to how she seemed to like listening to music while “on the job” to concentrate. 

“Oh fuck.” Summer declared in shock from the back seat. 

“Hu-?” Morty looked back at her staring into the rearview mirror, “w-what Summer?” He asked looking past her head in the direction of the car’s back window. 

“Astrid!! We have to go now!” Summer yelled as she whipped her head around to look out the rear window just like Morty. 

“O-oh JEEZ!! ASTRID!!” Morty shouted frantically just as Astrid pulled out her communicator and sat it on the dash.

“What guys? What’s-“ Astrid looked up at the rear view mirror and caught a glimpse of what the two were talking about. 

A heard of giant tarantulas were gaining speed from across the football field a few yards away followed by two low flying hovercrafts that resembled silver spiders hurling in their direction. She took one last sad glance at her communicator, the siblings both looked at her in confusion before she looked back at them and the spiders. 

“Oh Jesus Christ-“ Astrid breathed as she quickly kicked the car into gear and hit the gas sending the car tearing out of the school parking lot. 

“Fuck fuck fuck!! Hurry!! We need to get home where grandpa’s guns are!” Summer yelled from the back seat. 

“What did you guys do this time-?! Correction- what did Rick do and why are they here?!” Astrid shouted back to the two of them while keeping her eyes glued to the road and mirrors.

“R-Rick… might.. have stolen their queen’s egg sack.. for a breakfast dish he wanted to make over the weekend.” Morty replied in embarrassed panic. 

“Of course.” Astrid murmured while she watched the spiders get closer behind, their hairy legs working double time to keep up with the car. 

Summer grappled around the back seat keeping an eye on all the windows bracing herself as Astrid swerved the car back and forth hitting and throwing off a few of the closest spiders. Morty braced his arms on the front dash keeping his eyes on the window. 

“Summer? Morty? I’m going to need you two to help me okay? Just keep calm and do what I say got it?” Astrid calmly asked to them. 

Their attention snapped to her and they seemed to lock in now knowing she had a plan. Knowing they where now listening she continued,

“Okay. Summer I’m guessing you don’t have your license yet. But have you at-least been practicing for when you get it soon?” She asked.

“Uh- yeah! But I’m still really nervous about driving….. are you sure you want me to..?!” She answered back adrenaline pumping. 

“Yeah I’m going to need you to slide into my seat in a minute when I get out of it okay? Don’t panic. Once you’re in the seat I’ll need you to hit the gas immediately. Before you even get in the seat I’ll need you to steer when my hands are full okay? I’m not going to take my foot off the break until I get out got it? You know how to get home from here right?” Astrid explained confidently knowing there must have been a few  times Summer must have steered Rick’s ship in the past as well. 

“O-okay! Got it…!” She said trying to muster up the courage seeing the spiders close in again.

“Good. Okay Morty I’m going to need you to man the aux and keep an eye on all the windows for your sister. All she needs to do is watch the road ahead okay? Plug in my communicator and play my car playlist okay?” She continued to explain calmly while rolling down the driver seat window. 

“Y-your playlist-?” Morty asked dumbfounded not understanding why Astrid was asking him to do such a meaningless task. 

 “Morty!” She snapped and looked directly at him as she pulled out the laser gun she had stolen from Rick out of her purse, “Focus! Can you do that for me?! It’s important.” She demanded confidently. 

“Y-yes!!” He squeaked out blushing from the intense and direct eye contact she sent his way while holding a gun in her hand. 

He quickly plugged the aux into her communicator and pressed play on her playlist. “Yummy” by Ayesha Erotica started to blare through the car speakers vibrating the whole vehicle. 

“Oh shit Astrid, you like Ayesha…?!” Summer asked delightfully surprised from the back seat. 

Morty looked at both of them in complete disbelief, his eyebrows furrowed and his mouth formed a, “What the fuck?” 

But his attention was snapped back to their situation as spiders began to hop onto the sides of the car with loud thuds. Just as the intro of the song finished and the beat dropped Astrid moved practically in unison with the beat like clockwork. With her left hand tight on the searing wheel, she arched her back over the now open window craning herself outside. She aimed out the side of the car and every shot  fired off seemed to line up with the music. Even though she was looking outside towards the rear of the car she somehow seemed to continue to steer the car with decent perception on the road. Both the siblings looked back to see at least five of the spiders had been shot off of the car as more were about to join them. 

“Holy shit-“ Summer cheered in admiration soaking up the scene now feeling Astrid’s confidence as contagious. 

Quickly more spiders closed in on either side of the car in an attempt to overtake it. Astrid straightened up in her seat and rolled down the passenger window and yelled, 

“Morty stay away from the window and duck now!” She yelled.

Just as he ducked and covered his head she shot a spider that went flying in his direction towards the open window. Astrid continued to drive and shoot out of either window as the waves of spiders came. As most of the herd consume the car she hit the break, causing the spiders to the rear to slam into the trunk. In an instant and still on beat, she slammed her foot on the gas again after shifting the gear to reverse. Barely missing the cars behind them on the road, she then proceeded to make the car do tight and reckless doughnuts slamming all the tarantulas nearby at full speed off of the car. As spiders flew everywhere, cars on the road swerved and honked as they drove past the ordeal. A few shouts and screams were also heard. Counting with the song, Astrid then breaked, switched gear, and slammed the gas again sending them speeding off from the discombobulated pile of alien arachnids on the road. As Morty looked up from his fetal position he saw a twitching spider on the dash in front of him so he squealed in disgust as he swatted it out of the open window. 

“Okay Summer you’re up!” Astrid called back to her after getting the car up to 100mph. 

Astrid shoved the laser gun in her bra and grabbed another gun from her purse, but this one seemed like a regular earth gun. Morty’s eyes went wide as he looked at it in shock she had it on her this whole time. She grinned at him for a split second before she pulled her legs up from the chair and braced her hand on the window. Summer then lunged for the steering wheel as Astrid gracefully climbed out of her seat and through the window. Summer awkwardly climbed over the center console and plopped down in the driver seat, slamming on the gas to make up for the lost speed. On the outside of the vehicle Astrid climbed ontop of the roof and kicked off a few remaining spiders that had managed to cling to the sides after her initial defense maneuvers. She stood on the roof watching as the next wave of spiders plus their ships close in again. Just then the song ended on the playlist and switched to another. Astrid grimaced displeased by the new song starting to play. 

“Morty! Skip this one.” She shouted over the rushing wind. 

He snapped to attention in the car and skipped to the next song on the shuffle. Astrid grinned in approval as “Gimme More” Slayyyter remix began to play. After a few beats went on Astrid started to aim up her sights and send out a bouquet of bullets and laser shots towards the gaining spider crowd. She had already decreased the ground conglomerate to half, yet she still anticipated some type of nasty surprise from the spider ships overhead. 

“We’re almost home! Do I slow down-!?” Summer called out to Astrid. 

“No! Just keep gunning it. When we get in the neighborhood I’ll need you to slam on the breaks when we get in front of the house! Don’t worry about me- just brace yourselves!” Astrid yelled through the wind and spiders started to shower down from the above ships. 

“Uhg-!” Astrid groaned in disgust feeling their big furry bodies brush up against her. 

“Astrid?!” Morty called out in worry as he peaked his head out the window to see what was happening. 

Astrid littered the oncoming pile of spiders with shots sending most of them off the car then shoved one of the guns in her shirt again. With her free hand she grabbed and flung the remaining clinging spiders off her body. Holding a few up to shoot with her other gun just to make sure they were dead. Once the car roof was clear again she knew what to do the next time the other ship dropped a new herd from the sky. Astrid snatched the gun back from her shirt and shot both guns into the sky. Taking out as many falling spiders as she could before they got too close to the roof. Once the cluster was in close enough proximity she shoved one of the guns back into her shirt and dropped down onto the roof bracing against it with her free arm as she twisted and kicked out with both of her legs kicking the nearby spiders and flinging them away. With her gun hand she shot the remaining spiders that landed on the roof. 

“H-h-ho!!! H-holy shit!” Morty exclaimed as he watched the Bayonetta like moves Astrid was suddenly pulling out. 

“We’re here!!!” Summer screamed at the top of her lungs to warn Astrid they had just entered the neighborhood.

Astrid twisted her body and legs forward causing the rest of her body to follow, thus helping her get back to upright position. She braced herself as if she was on a surf board for the car to break soon. While she waited, she looked up to notice that the spider ships had taken off. She turned her attention to the remaining spiders still on the ground running to keep up with the car. She glanced to make sure they were about to break and allowed her body to fall forward as the tires screeched. Following the sound of thuds from spider bodies hitting the back of the car, Astrid tumbled forward and then sprung off the hood like a circus performer. She got her footing and proceeded to cover the kids as they got out of the car and ran toward the house. 

“Go get the guns!” Astrid told them as she continued to hold off the remaining group of spiders. 

The siblings scrambled inside the front door slamming against objects in haste. Astrid stood on the lawn single handedly kicking, punching and shooting swarm of arachnids away from the front entrance. One by one they started to pile up in a mound at her feet attempting to keep the rest off the front steps. Finally the kids came out from under the slow sliding garage door blazing lasers of their own.

“Ha!! Fuck yeah! DIE, DIE YOU DISGUSTING PESTS!” Summer hollered much like her grandfather would as her and Morty mowed down the remaining stragglers. 

As they took care of the rest, Astrid noticed the ships both seemed to be flying back towards the house at increasing speed. 

“Morty! Summer!! GRENADES NOW!” Astrid demeaned knowing they must have known where Rick kept his equivalents. 

Morty tossed her a few just in time. The ships, flying only a few feet off the ground came in hot. It looked like both of ships were trying to crash directly into them. Astrid sprinted toward the two ships on either side of her. She pressed the detonation buttons on Rick’s explosives and tossed all four of them forward. Just as the explosive impact was made, Astrid barely missed the edges of the ships slamming into her legs as she leaped upwards. The explosions were defining causing her to fall forward to the ground clutching her ears as the blast blew her farther forward. She laid crumpled on the lawn for a few seconds as the ringing in her ears died out. Astrid pushed up against the earth as soon as she was able to check on the kids. They both laid on the lawn only a few inches away from the now destroyed ships. Morty let out a nervous sigh and Summer let out a squeal in delight of their win. 

“Oh good.” Astrid sighed and fell back to the ground lazily knowing they were safe and no damage had been done to the house. 

“A-Astrid!!” Morty yelled in fear as he tried to scramble up over the wreckage to her, “Are you hurt again..?!” He breathed out harshly worried she had met a similar fate to their last mission. 

“I’m-I’m fine Morty… I just need a second. That blast knocked the wind out of me for a second.” She wheezed out a laugh. 

“Oh thank goodness.” He relaxed and went to help Summer out. 

Astrid rolled over onto her back and smiled up tiredly at the late afternoon sky. She started to feel the aches from the rave injuries after all the excitement. It reminded her of missions she’d done for the agency back in the day. She then peeked over at the house realizing Rick most likely had hidden cameras on the house. She groaned hoping it might have been too dark for his cameras to see her climbing out of his neighbors yard that one time a while back. But she accepted the fate that he most likely would see what happened this afternoon later on. She rubbed her face to wake herself up again and got up to go follow the kids inside the garage as they put away the guns. 

“Astrid that was crazy! You really carried us back there.” Summer said beaming back at her. 

“Well you two where the ones that came in to save me right there at the end. I should be thanking you.” Astrid said back with a tired smile. 

Morty blushed and rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, “J-jeez Astrid you’re like really good at this kind of stuff… a-and your gun…? A-are you like a secret agent or something..?” He joked too impressed to really realize he hit the nail on the head. 

“Haha! You caught me guys! Now I’m going to have to kill ya!” Astrid joked back with a laugh hoping to play off the conversation. 

“Oh no!” Summer said sarcastically backing away toward the kitchen door, “looks like we’ll have to run Morty!” She joked but then dropped the act. 

“You okay Astrid..? You don’t look so good..?” Morty asked realizing why Summer had stopped messing around. 

Astrid hunkered over on Rick’s rolling chair and caught her breath leaning her head against his desk. 

“I-I’m fine guys. I think I just need to catch my breath for a second I got a little nauseous after all that. I thought I was all healed up..but I think that’s last blast got me a little.” She said with a smile still leaning against the desk. 

“Shit- I’ll go get you some nausea pills and water..! You stay right there! Morty, go turn on the tv and get her something to eat! We can move you to the couch!” Summer said as her big sister mentality kicked in. 

“Just let me sit her for a minute.. I’ll move to the couch in a second. The darkness in her is kind of helping me not feel overstimulated.” Astrid said rolling her forehead against the desk. 

“O-okay! W-we’ll be back in a second..!” Morty chirped back as him and Summer left the garage.

As soon as the siblings were gone Astrid perked up her head to look at the door listening for footsteps. She stood up from the chair and looked around the garage in curiosity. 

“Hmm wonder where that secret laboratory hatch is..” she muttered while peaking in shelves and moving things around on the walls to check. 

She then eyed the rug on the floor and moved it out of the way to see the hatch door with a key pad on it. 

“Nice. Now I know where that is.” She said pleased with herself as she plopped back down on the chair again to spin around leisurely. 

“Hmm I wonder if he has the code anywhere or just keeps it by memory…” she muttered again while looking at the various contents on his desk and walls. 

Her eyes then glossed over some type of laptop on the counter in the corner. She reached over and opened it up, revealing a light blue screen full of a file Rick had started in her. Seconds after she opened the laptop a panel on the garage wall opened to reveal a tack board full of pictures and notes all connected by red strings like some conspiracy board. She laughed under her breath and enthusiastically soaked up what she could find. She quickly toggled through various video clips he had saved of her on his laptop. Nothing too telling but enough to prove she most likely was no normal human. She sighed a moment of relief realizing she had done a good enough job keeping her identity a secret. She then looked back at the string board and laughed at some of the notes she read of his in red ink:

“Can grow her nose. Is she a shape shifter?” One note read next to her school profile picture with a red circle around her nose. 

“Agile, Quick, Strong…? Is she some type of agent?” Another note read next to a screenshot of one of the videos. 

“Is fire proof?” Another note said next to a screenshot of the bank footage where she had grabbed that flame alien’s eyes out. 

“Was she thing in neighbor’s yard..?” Another note said next to a super dark and grainy image of a shadow coming out of his neighbor’s yard. 

“Oh fuck… if he ever confirms this I’ll never live that one down.” She groaned quietly in embarrassment looking at the image. 

“Can dance. Knows traditional alien dances…?” One note was written next to an image from the time they crashed an alien cruise. 

Astrid giggled remembering when Rick had brought up her dancing in the ship that one night. 

“CAN be injured. But can heal abnormally fast.” Another note read next to an image of her at school with her fresh bruises after the rave ordeal the next day. 

“Gosh he’s anal… “ she muttered before her eyes caught a particularly flattering picture of herself from right before he had flown her out to the astroid belt. 

She eyed the picture realizing it was a still from when she had leaned up against his ship while looking up at the stars. She saw the image also showed Rick looking out the corner of his eye at her as if taking a peek. She smiled feeling little butterflies in her stomach reading the note he put next to the image, 

“Will drink beer with me.” 

She laughed before realizing the angle that the image seemed to be taken from, she looked over at the corner of the garage and saw the smallest black dot. 

“Oh.. so you can see me right now..?” She breathed out with a nervous smile and waved in the direction.

With a cheeky grin she took the note that said, “Will drink beer with me” and left a lipstick stained kiss on it and pinned it back up. 

She quickly winked at the direction of the hidden camera and closed the laptop in haste. The conspiracy board flipped back over into the wall. She didn’t want to give him too much more reason to be suspicious of her prodding through his stuff. She heard the siblings now in the house bickering about something so she got up to go join them in the kitchen. 

“Hey are you feeling any better?” Summer asked as she came through the door.

“Yeah I think I could go for some interdimensional cable right about now.” Astrid said with a tired smile.

“O-okay let’s watch! Y-you want popcorn..?” Morty asked sheepishly. 

Sure- wait is it okay that we leave the front yard like that or…?” Astrid asked suddenly remembering hundreds of Spider corpses and two destroyed ships were on the front lawn. 

“Don’t worry. Grandpa can clean that up, it’s his fault they came back after us today.” Summer said with an eye roll. 

But your parents- won’t they see that and-?” Astrid continued to question before Summer cut her off again. 

“Oh moms and dad are used to this. It’s really fine.” She said plainly and then continuing on into the living room. 

The siblings and Astrid watched tv for an hour and a half before they heard their parents calling for them. 

“Dad? Summer…? Morty! You guys home?” Earth Beth called out from the front door. 

“M-mom we’re in here! Watching I-interdimensional cable.” He called back from the couch next to Astrid. 

“Oh hi there.” Space Beth said to Astrid while coming into the den with Earth Beth. 

“Hello Ms. Smith- er…. Wait, I call you both Ms. Smith or…?” Astrid smiled awkwardly not knowing how to address her.

“Eh that’s fine but you can also just call me Beth if that makes it easier.” She replied casually. 

“Oh so I’ll be Ms. Smith then?” Earth Beth asked her with a laugh. 

“Well you are the one married to Jerry.” Space Beth replied to her with a cocky grin. 

“Ew can you two go flirt somewhere else this is TMI for Astrid.” Summer groaned at them hoping for it to stop. 

“Oh sorry-“ Earth Beth began to apologize before Astrid spoke up.

“Oh don’t worry Summer it’s perfectly okay. They’re your parents! Besides, if I had a clone I’d understand exactly how they feel.” she said with a cheeky smile. 

“Jeez Astrid you’re nuts!” Summer pushed her playfully on the couch while scrunching her nose. 

Astrid had been well aware their parents had a somewhat… unconventional situation. Of course she knew Earth Beth was married to Jerry Smith due to parent teacher conferences she had had with both of them in the past. But she had only seen Space Beth twice at school when she would pull the kids out for some mission much like her father. She had rarely interacted with her but had picked up on the vibes she shared with Earth Beth on occasions when she had come over to the house. 

“Oh you think you do, do you? Maybe you should give it a try then.” Space Beth replied with an amused arch in her brow. 

“Uhhhg- can y-you two stop! This is embarrassing!” Morty whined. 

“Morty it’s not that big of a deal..” Earth Beth replied trying to smooth it over. 

“So what’s with the ships and tarantulas in the front yard? Was that Dad or you guys..?” Space Beth asked nonchalantly. 

“It’s grandpa’s fault. They ambushed us at school, Astrid stepped in and helped us out.” Summer said trying to avoid cleaning up the mess. 

“Oh you helped them..?” Earth Beth asked looking back at Astrid surprised. 

Space Beth also eyed her curiously. 

“Oh.. yeah the kids asked me for a ride and when we were leaving, those things just came out of nowhere! Ha, it was definitely a bit of a mess but hey…! They are safe and sound.” Astrid replied trying to sound modest in hopes of bringing up subtly the parents had forgotten them at school. 

“Asked for a ride? Wasn’t Jerry supposed to pick you up Morty? Wait and Summer didn’t you say you had something-?” Earth Beth questioned suddenly sounding concerned.

“My friend didn’t come to school. Dad never showed up.” Summer said bluntly as Morty sat there messing with his fingers. 

“I’ll go talk to him about that. I’m sorry kids!” Earth Beth said attempting to apologize. 

“Still- you kids fought all those spiders…? Astrid did you help with that part..?” Space Beth interjected and questioned trying to sound casual.

“We- we-“ Morty piped up only to be interrupted. 

“I’m surprised I didn’t get a ticket I drove so fast to get away from those things. How scary it was when they jumped all over my car! I can only imagine what Rick had done to get them so angry.. I tried my best to keep the kids safe and then last minute they swooped in with their Grandpa’s lasers and got them. Your kids really are something Ms. Smith- oh and Beth.” Astrid said with an happy yet bewildered face trying to seem socked after that day’s events. 

“Kids did you really save your teacher..?” Earth Beth asked them sounding proud. 

“Yeah- but.. Astrid was the one who saved us first!” Morty blurted out trying not to take the full credit.

“I guess so..?! Yeah but Astrid really help us have the confidence to do it since grandpa wasn’t even around!” Summer said trying to give due credit but also bring back around Rick being at fault. 

“Wow.. I’m actually really proud of you two. I’ll go have a talk with Dad then. He can clean up the front yard.” Space Beth said deciding her verdict. 

“Thank you for taking care of the kids for us that’s very sweet of you! Well..we’ll let you guys get back to what you were doing…” Earth Beth said with an embarrassed smile while nudging Space Beth. 

“Right.. thanks..” Space Beth copied but still looked Astrid over suspiciously before turning to follow Earth Beth. 

They then existed the room to go upstairs. Morty and Summer both looked at Astrid, 

“Why were you being so modest Astrid..? You did like more than half of the saving today.” Summer asked quizzically. 

“Summer don’t worry about it. I mean what mattered was getting your dad and grandpa in the doghouse right?” Astrid said with a sneaky smile. 

“Ha..! Y-you did that on purpose…?!” Morty asked now also amused. 

“Astrid you’re so sneaky!!.” Summer laughed and thought about it for a minute. 

“See it’s just part of the plan.” Astrid smiled smugly at them in a comical manner. 

~

Late that night Rick came falling through a portal into the garage drunkenly. The garage door had remained open since later that afternoon, noticing this, Rick looked around to see the trashed front lawn. 

“W-wha- what the fuck..?” He said gurgling to himself while stumbling over to take a better look. 

“I g-go out with the guys t-to get some beers a-a-and I come home to a mess.” He grumbled. 

He scanned the front lawn with his watch not bothering to look at details himself. The screen popped up their alien species and any noticeable impacts the yard had taken like burn or scrape marks. He swayed a little as he read the analysis. 

“S-so you decided to show back up y-you pesky sons of b-*BURP*-bitches…” he muttered referring to the dead spiders. 

He waltzed back into the garage and ordered his computer to play back footage of the yard from all his hidden surveillance cameras. Expecting the ones to have handled the situation to be the kids or Space Beth he half payed attention while attempting to mess with one of his trinkets on the desk. But quickly his attention was grabbed when he heard Astrid’s voice shouting, “Get inside! I’ll cover you!” To the kids in the footage. 

“W-wait. A-Astrid….? W-what are you d-doing here?” He said looking back up at the screen to study every detail. 

He rewinded the clips back to when the car just pulled up to the house. He watched as she tumbled off the top of the car and proceeded to mow down spiders as the siblings ducked for cover and went inside. 

“S-So that’s where my o-other laser gun went.. *burp* of course it was you…. Anss is that a regular earth gun…? W-why do you have one of those ASRRID..?! Seems a-a little suspicious.” He gloated to himself drunkenly slurring a few words. 

He watched her intensely as she struggled to keep the spiders from getting inside until finally the kids came out with the other guns. He watched Morty toss granades to Astrid, her throw them, and then go flying from the blast of the two ships exploding. 

“D-decent enough job.. s-sloppy b-but A for effort I guess..” he half heartedly mocked. 

He fast forwarded through the part of them all laying on the lawn catching their breaths to going into the garage. He fast forwarded throughout more of the footage of them just standing around talking until both the siblings left and he saw the start of the clip where Astrid got up and started looking around his lab. He played the footage at normal speed. He squinted his eyes in disapproval as he saw her look under the mat to see the lab hatch. 

“T-THATS WHAT Y-YOU’VE BEEN AFTER?! I-IS THAT IT?!” He shouted angrily at the screen before quickly glancing at the mat as if getting ready to pounce  at a moments notice if she came out of the hatch. 

He then froze and watched the rest of the tape as he watched her replace the mat back and not continue trying to get into it. 

“W-well then w-what the fuck are you l-looking for…?” He asked confused by her change in direction. 

His eyes narrowed as she went to open his laptop he had shoved behind some boxes on his desk realizing where this was headed. 

“F-fuck…. *burp* I-I knew I sh-should have put a passcode on that f-file…” he said annoyed with himself for being to drunk almost every time he had obsessively started pulling data on her late nights. 

Now feeling as if he was sobering up, he clenched his fists. Watching in agony as she began to read what was on the laptop and look at what the hidden panel revealed as it swung around. 

“Y-you nosey fucking s-shit…” he sweared under his breath not liking the taste of his own medicine. 

He watched so intensely he was actually spooked when Astrid’s head swiveled around suddenly looking into the camera, locking eyes with it like a hawk. 

“J-Jesus..!” He breathed out drunkenly almost forgetting this wasn’t a live feed. 

He continued to watch as she went from wearing stone cold expression to a bright smile and a wave back at the camera. For some reason this caused Rick to feel knots in his stomach. She then turned back around and looked about the board one more time before plucking on of his notes from it. He watched dumbfounded as she planted a kiss on one in a cheeky fashion. All right in front of the camera. His eyebrows rose as his brain calculated the flirty behavior she was sending his way in his intoxication. She then closed the laptop after replacing the note on the board to rejoining the siblings in the kitchen. 

He paused the video for a second to clear his thoughts, “Okay R-Rick Focus!” He said annoyed with himself. 

Then fast forwarded through the rest of the evening seeing nothing out of the ordinary at that point. He let out a hard breath and stood upright sending his seat wheeling backwards. He stood in the garage silently for a moment before exploding into a frenzy of rage, pulling throwing and shoving things all off his desk. 

“FUCK!! Y-YOU…!!” He yelled. 

“Y-you… CONNIVING…NONCHALANT- YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST BAT YOUR EYELASHES AT ME-?!” He continued to ramble and scream while destroying a few gadgets on the ground. 

He froze and then calmed down for a moment drunkenly trying to tidy up his desk area after the outburst. After a bit he groaned and sat back on his rolling chair. He eyed the laptop and slid it over to open it up again. Popping open her file he then waited for the panel to flop back open. The panel revealed what note she had left a kiss on so he plucked it off from the board. His eyebrows furrowed for a moment in frustration before a bead of sweat rolled down his forehead splashing onto the page. He felt a deep heat causing a bulge to press up against his now tight pants. 

“Fuck…” He murmured to himself while pressing a button on his watch causing all the garage doors to close and lock. 

He looked back down to the note, taking in the details of the lipstick stain on the paper. He sighed, trembling angrily as he feverishly fumbled to unzip his pants. 

“Why do you have to look like that…?!” He groaned out in annoyance, now stroking his hard member. 

He huffed and continued on as he pulled up the clips of her winking at the camera and leaving a kiss on the note. He drunkenly groaned while pressing the side of his head against the desk, still going at it under the table. 

“Y-You s-sassy fox…. I-I’d fuck the s-shit out of you…” he breathed hard on the table, leaving sweat from his brow. 

“Y-You can be my t-teacher’s assistant…” he mumbled while thinking about the time they had spent together in his ship outside the asteroid belt. 

He thought about her laugh and drunken smile any time they drank together and how she got under his skin every time she knew how to take his insults in stride. He moaned into his shirt breathing in a sharp breath thinking about how how good she looked dancing any time they had blended in on adventures. He looked back up at the footage one more time before crunching his face in pained euphoria. A the wave of satisfaction washed over him causing his face to go slack. He sat there for a moment relaxing his body. 

“W-what is wrong with me…? I still can’t trust her..” He muttered to himself drunkenly before closing the laptop and quickly cleaning himself with a rag off his work bench. 

He then zipped himself back up, resumed to cleaning up his desk, also ordering the computer to tidy up the garage and front lawn. 

“I’ll figure this out in the morning.” He said annoyed as he made his way out the garage towards his room. 

—- PART THIRTEEN COMPLETED —- 

—- SHUTTING DOWN —-

—- GOODBYE —-

[2soul2]

Heyy, i saw you write and you take requests, soo i was wondering if you could write a dadzawa scenario or oneshot in which he has a biological daughter but she is reallyyy rebel.

Thankss

Sure thing!

School call

(Shouta Aizawa with daughter reader)

I am really sorry for my bad English

Shouta wasn’t surprised when he saw the number calling his phone. It’s still not a nice feeling.

“Y/N needs do be picked up again sir.”

Again.

That word always gets stuck in his head.

“Should we let her go by herself?”

Being a teacher, a hero and a father can sometimes be much. And having time with two jobs just sometimes isn’t possible.

Thats the excuse he always has for her behaviour. It’s still not alright but maybe if things were different, she would act edifferent.

“Yes.”

What else should he answer? He still got three classes to teach and one patrol.

Driving home doesn’t feel so good. He knows what tiring conversation waits for him.

“Y/N, I’m home.”

He slips his jacket off and puts the take out box dinner on the table.

The only thing he can hear is the TV. He already knows what show she’s watching, it’s always the same show.

He hates Rick and Morty, probably because he’s scared that she thinks of him as Rick.

“Did you bring ramen?”

He’s happy that he finally hears the voice.

“The one from the old grandpa that is a dwarf?”

There it is, the sass, the attitude.

Shouta doesn’t answer and walks into the living room. There she is, sitting on the couch, eating gummy worms.

He told her not to eat them right before he comes.

“Did you?”

She doesn’t mind him a look.

“No, you’ve had that the last three days.”

Now Y/N looks and she looks annoyed. Shouta often gets that look.

“What did you bring then?”

“Vegetable Gyoza.”

Now she looks more annoyed.

“Seriously? I hate Gyoza especially vegetable Gyoza!”

“It’s healthier than ramen everyday.”

Y/N lets out an annoyed sigh and jumps up from the couch.

Shouta just watched her.

She walks to the kitchen and grabs herself some food from the fridge.

She already changed her clothes. Y/N hates the school uniform, she would often get detention for not wearing it. The teen wears short pants and an old shirt he gave her when they both painted the walls in her room.

Her legs have some dirt on them. The couch probably as well now.

She warms up some Udon and sits back down on the couch. Meanwhile Shouta unpacks the Gyoza.

“School called me today.”

“Oh yea?”

“You had a fight with another student?”

“If that’s what they said.”

She just continues to watch her silly show.

“School calls me quiet often you know.”

“Then decline the call.”

There it is. Always the back and forth.

“School called me five times these past two weeks.”

Y/N doesn’t answer and just eats her food.

“That’s not something you should ignore.”

He sits down on the couch table right in front of her.

“Why did you throw the book at the student Y/N?”

“Because he was annoying? Duh! That idiot literally deserved it! And his nose only bled! He literally cried like a baby!”

“Y/N.”

She looks up at him with an annoyed look.

“Why did you throw the book.”

Y/N looks angrily down.

“He made fun about my ears..”

She has her mother’s ears.

“So you threw the book at him?”

“Yea, I got angry!”

“I get that.”

“See? Not my fault.”

“It is your fault that you threw the book.”

Y/N rolls her eyes and eats her food.

“You need to behave better Y/N.”

When he gets no reaction he sighs and sits down next to her.

“I know you have your difficulties with behaving but this can’t go on like this.”

“Tsk..”

“Okay how about that, you promise me to behave better and I promise you that we eat ramen tomorrow.”

“From the dwarf?”

“Yes, from the dwarf.”

She thinks for a moment.

“Fine.”

“There we go.”

She finishes and stands up.

“Oh I by the way broke a coffee mug.”

It was a long day, a tiring long day. So shouta just can chuckle.

“Go to your room already you brat.”

She smiles.

“See ya old man.”

That day both felt pretty close to each other.

If she’ll stop behaving like a brat is another question.

Aaaaah! I hope you like it anon. I’ve had my troubles making her look like a brat but I hope that it’s kind of good.

Again, I’m really sorry for my bad English

[chronicroderick]

Rick Sanchez x OC Oneshot

Pairing for a mutual! First time with an OC that’s not my own, but of course I love Rick and Morty so much how could I pass up a request that was simply SO Beautiful!

Today was the day Rick decided he was not going to let Morty get away with skipping out on another adventure. Every other week it was "school work" this and "important conversation with Jessica" that.

"As if." Rick muttered to himself as he tinkered with the cloaking device on his ship.

A little bit of drool jumped out of his mouth as he spoke, but he simply licked his lips and gulped down some off planet alcohol from his flask. The longer he lay on his back with his particle level in hand the more he got worked up. Every turn of his vortex screwdriver reminded him that neither Morty or Arrow were around to help him. There was little sobriety left to keep the mad scientist's mind from spiraling down a path of fury. Arrow had been a part of their lives for a long time now – long by Rick standards anyway – but the maroon haired man had disrupted the dominion Rick had over Morty. In a way the reprieve was welcomed, since there was the large part of his heart that loved his grandson to death and disliked the maliciousness of his own nature; Arrow proved to be a more tender mentor for Morty which had allowed the boy to blossom into less of a snively mess. 

Rick's heart began to pound in his chest when he thought about Arrow, with his sharp tongue and careful eye. The younger man had saved him time and time again, never failing to be a loyal companion on every half-cocked errand to a different dimension. Rick shook his head violently in an attempt to clear the warm feeling growing in his chest. It was easier to be frustrated than to admit he was biting back the… L-word.

His pity party had gone on long enough. An adventure was what he needed! Morty would be coming along this time. That was a fact. After sliding out from under the car, he threw the tools on to the workbench in a cavalier manner and acquainted the last of his drink to the half digested contents of his stomach.

"Mortyyyyyyyy!" The old man belted out.

There was a cheerful edge to the call, but overall it sounded like he was gargling the name.

Portaling to the top of the stairs meant avoiding the obnoxious task of climbing them, but a small voice wondered if he could catch a glimpse of Arrow in the middle of some mundane task on the walk to his grandson's room. Maybe he'd be trying to open something in the kitchen that was just giving him more trouble than it was worth and his pointy ears would twitch in the pissed off way they do, or he'd be seated at the dining room table with a snack, and Rick would catch that all too famous flash of his sharp teeth. Each thought sent a tingle down Rick's spine.

His feet carried him through the threshold of his garage into the rest of the Smith's home. Half lidded eyes scanned the kitchen and dining room with mild disinterest as they both turned up vacant. The stairwell proved easy enough to manage since it did little compared to nights spent navigating crowded Nizellin festivals or infiltrating Gromflomite mother ships. It seemed Arrow had gone off on his own. That was fine, all Rick needed was the chance to lay one hand on Morty and they'd be off! Nothing the boy could do could prevent him from being dragged through a portal. Not tonight.

While running one hand through his tousled hair, the old man used the other to grab a vial from his pocket that was filled with fluorescent orange liquid, a stimulant he had got as a gift from Squanchy. He popped the cap off with his thumb which sent it shooting down the hall in the direction of Summer's room and threw his head back as he gulped it down.

"Let's go, baby!  Rick and Morty one hundr…" 

The scientist trailed off as his hand rested on Morty's door, which was cracked open just enough for a beam of light to spill into the hallway. Almost imperceptible, there was singing coming from inside. A voice Rick could pick out in a crowd.

"...I hear the wind call my name

The sound that leads me home again

It sparks up the fire, a flame that still burns

To you I will always return…"

Holy shit. The first thing that came to Rick's mind was the recognition of the steep drop in his stomach. His mouth twitched at the corners as he tried to register what to do, torn between throwing the door wide open or staying transfixed like a statue in the doorway.

"... I know the road is long

But where you are is home

Wherever you stay,

I'll find the way…"

Delicate fingers pushed Morty's door open just a bit more, the whisper of a breath escaped withered lungs, and brown eyes widened as they absorbed the sight before them.

His grandson had his head resting in Arrow's lap, while the man gently ran his fingers through the brunette curls, the look of concern in that arctic gaze paired with the melody that practically caressed the ear drums blessed enough to hear it struck a chord in Rick's very soul. Everything about the moment was tender. Any resolve about the events of tonight quickly faded. Instead a hundred memories flashed behind his eyes.

"... I'll run like the river,

I'll follow the sun

I'll fly like an eagle

To where I belong…"

A horrible day, blackened by the onslaught of violence from Sanchez’s oldest friend. It pained him too greatly to fight whole heartedly. Each blow Birdperson dealt him felt in some way deserved, so his own willpower came and went like a paper boat on the open sea. It had been Rick’s selfishness, his inability to let go, that had brought them to this, then suddenly the only thing standing between Rick and razor sharp talons is a little lizard man, hair shifting ever so slightly in the caustic breeze of enormous wings, but his demeanor not wavering in the slightest. Instead his lips are set in a determined frown while his eyes gave away the rift the fight tore inside him. He’d chosen Rick instead of his cousin by proxy, and that act alone made his cybernetic heart squeal with glee.

“... I can't stand the distance

I can't dream alone

I can't wait to see you

Yes, I'm on my way home…”

The inside of Rick’s ship, flying through the galaxy at a hundred light years an hour without paying attention to their surroundings, instead every molecule of his being is focused on the shy looking figure before him. Arrow’s voicing the concern that the scientist had – not so gently – pulled out of him as one would whisper at Confession. He was afraid of being left behind, afraid that one day he’d annoy Sanchez for the last time and be betrayed like so many times before. Rick did not push for any more details after that, instead he looked out the windshield in an attempt to hide the sympathy that plagued his features. The rage was almost its equal, but he knew the poor man might misplace such a negative reaction. He was engulfed with a furious vengeance against anyone who had harmed such a kind soul – but that distress was something Rick did not quite understand himself.

“... Now I know it's true

My every road leads to you

And in the hour of darkness

Your light gets me through…"

He absent mindedly tugged at the roots of his electric blue hair. The breaking of a few strands under the force brought him back to the present moment for just a second. Butterflies not only fluttered in his stomach, but threatened to take flight straight out of his esophagus, which would only prove to give away his presence. That was something he could not allow, because for the first time in a long time, peace had washed over him. Solace, in this private moment between the two most important people in his fucked up life. 

Rick bit his lip the second such a thought slipped through his mental defenses. Why should such a thing surprise him anymore, though? When it came to Arrow every carefully built barrier cracked eventually. He was the vine that grew no matter how many times you chop it down, the roots tenderly weaving their way between the bricks until the whole structure is compromised. Rick had never been one for pruning anyways.

“... You run like the river

You shine like the sun

You fly like an eagle

Yeah, you are the one

I've seen every sunset

And with all that I've learned

It's to you I will always, always return.”

His sweet voice quieted, Morty’s head still lay in his lap, maybe he had drifted off or maybe the melody had been as calming to him as it had to Rick that grasping the contentment for just a few minutes longer would be enough. Arrow’s head snapped up when he thought he caught a familiar green glow out of the corner of his eye. A soft smile donned his lips, but the bedroom door remained partially closed, and the hall seemed almost drearily quiet. Rick was in his own bed, wishing sleep would overtake him soon, hiding away those few minutes in his garden walls.

@residentclown​ ‘s OC. For you dude, I hope you like it! I went through so many emotions writing it lol

[s1l]

Abbey x Ghoulia headcannons because I never managed to finish the fanfic of them </3

- as shown in "How do Ghouls Fall In Love," Ghoulia gets easily confused by love and throughout the franchise we've seen that she gets really nervous about relationships and admitting feelings. On the other hand, as proven by the same movie, Abbey is direct and refuses to play with anyone's heart. While it may have taken a while for her to come to terms with her feelings and stuff, she was the one to tell Ghoulia and ask her out. Ghoulia, who had already caught feelings but didn't know what to say, immediately accepted because she no longer had any fears since she had evidence of a mutual feeling.

- Ghoulia gets bullied a lot. Anyone who's seen g1 knows that for sure. Abbey, however, isn't afraid of anything and wins every fight she's in. She's gotten suspended multiple times for kicking Manny's ass when he made fun of Ghoulia.

- Abbey doesn't know much about science and coding, but she tries her best to help out with Ghoulia's projects and her street smarts actually come pretty handy in a lot of cases. For example, Ghoulia and Abbey made a survival game together. Abbey was knowledgeable about real world threats and how to survive in harsh conditions so she had a two-sense of how the game should work which ended up making it a success!

- in the past Ghoulia was kept secret when she was dating someone. It was usually out of embarrassment or any other unreasonable excuse to keep her hidden. However, Abbey couldn't be less like that. She made sure everyone knew that they were together and wasn't afraid to give Ghoulia affection in public.

- Ghoulia spends hours braiding and styling Abbey's hair. Abbey thinks it's a bit silly but she knows how passionate Ghoulia is about it so no matter how odd the style looks, Abbey will go to school and show it off to everyone around her. Eventually people saw how well she made it work and how she kept telling people how talented Ghoulia is. Because of this, every hair trend in Monster High began with whatever style Ghoulia practiced on Abbey and the hype spread like wildfire.

- Abbey never got to listen to the radio much when she lived back with her family. At most she would get humming or strumming of a messed up banjo. Ghoulia naturally decided to expose Abbey to the wonders of Spotify. They would often sit on a bench under a tree, one airpod in one of both ghoul's ears. Ghoulia would rest her head on Abbey's shoulder as they listened to the music for hours. They didn't talk, they just listened and enjoyed being so close to one another.

- Ghoulia gets cold very easily, even when it's warm because she doesn't have body heat due to her being undead. Abbey always gives her an incredibly fluffy coat that she brings around just in case Ghoulia needs or wants it.

- Abbey can be misunderstood easily and often people feel like she's being rude. At the beginning of their relationship, Abbey was nervous that Ghoulia would react how other people do and the way Abbey acted may ruin the relationship. She used the "inner monster" app constantly to avoid misunderstandings. In the end though, Ghoulia told her that she didn't want to hear some pixels talk to her, she wanted to hear her ghoulfriend. She assured Abbey that her personality and who she was was why she fell in love with her in the first place. She was perfect to Ghoulia, and it hurt her to see Abbey so insecure about herself and how she wanted to change herself so badly. But she never wanted a single thing about Abbey to change. It didn't matter how blunt Abbey was, she was kind, bold, and warm-hearted and Ghoulia's certainty of that never wavered.

- Ghoulia has to use crutches because of the way her legs decay and Rigor Mortis. There are a lot of trouble makers in school so sometimes they get stolen. When this happens, Abbey takes it upon herself to carry Ghoulia to and from every single class and wherever she needs to go. Then during lunch she goes to find who stole the crutches and beats them up and takes the crutches back to Ghoulia.

- both of them heavily prefer non-fiction over fiction. This means that they read a lot of the same books and watch really good documentaries together. They're the kinda couple who gossip about the morning news. The actual news, neither of them enjoy the ghostly gossip for obvious reasons.

Note: I still have a lot more 💔

They're canon in my heart

[hazelnut-u-out]

Idk where else to go with this, I binged Rick and Morty last week and I'm dying under an avalanche of Thoughts. Morty CLEARLY seems a more arts/languages-leaning autistic as opposed to Rick's maths/sciences Autistic. (Toxic Morty was sculpting pots while Toxic Rick did experiments (his artsy side is something he keeps hidden/is ashamed of??)) And while not off the top of my head I noticed a few other instances following that example. This lead me to thinking "oh my gosh would Rick completely lose his mind if he saw Morty taking part in a school music group/rock band because Rick was in a band with his friends?? I mean my heart wants to see Rick screaming curses from the far side of a school gym (he was there for adventure purposes) after a rehearsal performance like "FUCK YEAH!!! Suck it BITCHES, " And then he gets Too Into Morty being into Rock and it becomes A Thing

yeah, good point about rick being a math/science autistic and morty being an arts/language autistic!! good catch on the pottery detail, too— you should make your own post about that!

tbh i think morty being an arts/language autistic is definitely one of the reasons i see so much of myself in him. i’ve always really wanted to ‘get’ math, but… alas lmao.

i’ve often thought of morty starting a band/going through a music phase, and how rick would react to that! similar to how all of rick’s original songs were about how ‘nothing matters’ and super depressing, i suspect all of morty’s original songs would have a theme.

good thoughts, though!! i could totally see that being a thing! i mean, there are multiple scenes where the boys listen to music and i’d love to see where it would overlap for them! especially since i bet morty’s ability to vocalize his feelings would be a lot more efficient than rick’s, i’d love to compare his lyricism to lyrics rick has written.

i wonder if incorporating music/arts into the show has the potential to be dynamic-shifting. for once, morty could be the one with more skill. i wonder if that would go over well with rick. i doubt he’d adjust easily.

i definitely think morty is more of a little math/science genius than he lets on. he presumably figures out how to disarm the nutrino bomb in an instant, his room is full of robots and space stuff, and he’s great at memorizing science facts he picks up here and there. we even have the scene in ‘a rick in king mortur’s mort’ where he lectures to the knights of the sun and illustrates his scientific reasoning on the white board!

i’ve always suspected that he’s a little science guy who just doesn’t get math that well, haha.

[heartnosekid]

requests are open!

but this time there are some guidelines and changes 🔽🔽🔽

i will only be taking certain requests. anyone can suggest any type of board that does not have media attachment, like name stimboards, animal / bug / sea creature, plant, fungi, etc stimboards, themed stimboards like kidcore, glowcore, cottagecore, etc, and only from media i am familiar with!

please be as descriptive as possible if you have preferences for what you want to see or what you do not want to see in your request (i.e only slime, no long nails, only pink and blue for colors, slow moving gifs only, no hands, plushies, etc)

(i am also very hyperfixated on bugs right now, specifically butterflies, moths, and mantids, but i will make a board for any bug! please just include the common name and the scientific name or perhaps even a picture so i can get the correct bug, and this goes for sea creatures, plants, and fungi as well!!)

don't be scared to send in a request, regardless of what it is, but just bear in mind i will only be able to take the ones i feel i can confidently complete in a timely manner. i also will not be completing requests in the order that i receive them, because i feel that fudges with my creative process. 

i also still take requests for oc stimboards! the guidelines are located at the bottom of this page on my carrd ^^

i hope y'all understand my reasons and that the list in the keep reading is broad enough to cater to several fandoms and folks that wanted to request a media-centric board from me!

here is a comprehensive list of all the media you can request from (please note i am critical of all of this media):

general: 

care bears (all bears, tv shows, movies, etc ; will also do some fanmade bears)

most kids cartoons (nickelodeon, cartoon network, disney, toonami, etc)

any disney / pixar / dreamworks movies / shows and i'll take the ones i've seen (which is quite a few)

sanrio / san-x

squishmallows

beanie babies

pusheen

my little pony (all gens, tv show)

pokemon (all games / movies / tv show)

tamagotchi

video games (as well as phone / computer games):

apex legends (current hyperfixation)

OFF (mortis ghost)

hades (supergiant games)

baldur’s gate 3

destiny 1 / destiny 2

stardew valley

animal crossing (all games)

minecraft

slime rancher

identity v

dead by daylight

genshin impact

nier automata

titanfall

yume nikki

danganronpa (all games)

red dead redemption

warframe

splatoon

neopets

mario

sonic

metal gear 

super smash bros

bloodborne

skyrim

undertale / deltarune

five nights at freddy’s (all games, specifically security breach)

the last of us / the last of us 2 (hbo show included)

overwatch / overwatch 2

cookie run ovenbreak

cookie run kingdom

love nikki dress up queen

among us

cuphead

wadanohara & the great blue sea

gray garden

mothlight

legend of zelda (all games)

hollow knight 

anime / tv shows / movies: 

houseki no kuni / land of the lustrous

cardcaptor sakura

arcane

naruto (no boruto plz)

neon genesis evangelion

claymore

sailor moon

soul eater

blue eye samurai

mirai nikki / future diary

spongebob squarepants

one punch man

kuroko no basuke

wonder egg priority

puella magi madoka magica / magia record

avatar the last airbender / legend of korra

the promised neverland

blue eye samurai

death note

aggretsuko 

yuri on ice

jojo's bizarre adventure

powerpuff girls

ouran high school host club

she-ra and the princesses of power

artiswitch

one piece

bananya

violet evergarden

boku no hero academia

tokyo ghoul

deadman wonderland

chainsaw man

kekkai sensen / blood blockade battlefront

steins;gate

death parade

sabrina the teenage witch (the old tv show)

fullmetal alchemist brotherhood

stranger things

puss in boots: the last wish

everything everywhere all at once

turning red

encanto

coraline (book included)

winnie the pooh

most if not all studio ghibli movies

bands / music:

(not actual human musicians, but i will make specific song / album / music video based boards [also i feel it is necessary i say that these are just bands / musicians i am very familiar with, i will also take requests for artists i can vibe with that i haven’t heard of before, so feel free to send song stimboard requests freely])

vocaloid (this includes songs from artists / producers who use vocaloid as their medium [ghost and pals, kikuo, maretu, etc] as well as the vocaloid characters themselves) 

glass animals 

hozier 

the crane wives

florence + the machine

marina

ki:theory

disturbed 

bring me the horizon 

killswitch engage

motionless in white 

babymetal 

evanescence

ice nine kills (current favorite band)

sleep token (current favorite band)

bad omens

system of a down

shield of wings

honestly i’ll do most songs if you ask me 

comics / books / manga / written media:

(very short list rn, sorry ;-;)

homestuck

the locked tomb series (current favorite series)

kuroshitsuji / black butler (manga only)

tokyo ghoul / tg:re 

iron widow 

any anime that i mentioned above that has a source manga / comic, i will also make boards for them

miscellaneous:

welcome home

indie games are always welcome, i’ll decide based on how i feel about them!

i will add to this list over time, but this is a start!!

- ish 💕

[fandomwe1rd0]

No, because I feel so bad for Morty. Like, let's put ourselves in Morty's shoes for a moment. You've already got all the basic stressors of being 14, insecurity, puberty, etc. Now, imagine having no friends for your whole life, then when you were 14, this random guy crashed into your house and he's apparently your grandpa and is now living here? Then he drags you on dangerous adventures and constantly manhandles and emotionally abuses you, your parents are emotionally neglectful and don't do much to stop this abuse. And he's really your first and only friend. It doesn't help that he always drags you out of school so you can never make any friends your age. Your literal only friend is your 70-year-old grandpa, and you're basically his only real close friend.

We know Rick is Morty's first and only friend with what Beth says in the first episode "Morty was having trouble in school way before my dad moved in, and the only influence I can see Rick having is that for the first time in his life...Morty has a friend." Not only that, but Rick's healing is HEAVILY dependent on Morty, and he relies on Morty to keep him stable (Look at Rickfending your Mort) Having anyone rely on you for their healing and emotional support is already a ridiculous and unfair responsibility to put on an adult, let alone a 14-year-old. And Morty SHOULD break free. Key word should. But it's hard. Rick is literally all he knows. He has emotionally neglectful parents, he never had any friends before Rick, and he and Summer don't really talk all too much, so Rick is really all he knows. And we know that his parents aren't a good example of a healthy relationship. So Rick is all he knows, bunched up with him not having any good frame of reference of what a healthy relationship is, it's gonna be hard to break free from the possibly biggest influence on your life. Imagine how hard it must be hard to even acknowledge that the relationship is unhealthy, much less break free from it. Even when he treats you horribly, even when he straight up says "What we had was abusive, don't you see?" all you can say is "Ok...so...what's the undercut?" Like you don't see the problem with it.

Then he walks out on you, adding a heavy dose of abandonment issues, we see this in the Jerrick Trap with Morty having a stronger reaction than everyone else to Jerricki leaving, everyone else just seemed mildly annoyed, meanwhile, Morty sounded like he was literally about to cry "They are my dad and grandpa! You can't just take them!" Even though you don't even think he cares about you, but you make peace with that. Now you just accept that he may not care about you. All you want is for him to stay by you. Because he's all you know, you place him on a pedestal, seeing him as "A super fucked-up god" (See Rickshank Redemption) So no wonder you see nothing wrong with it? Why would you? As long as he stays by you, everything feels like it will be fine. Giving you some twisted sense of comfort. All you need for him to stay by your side. Need. Not want. Need He needs you too. He relies on you for pretty much everything, here's some examples in the show, ahem, he relies on you to: Keep him stable, get him food, help him with pretty much everything, remind him to shower, help him heal, etc., etc., we could literally be here all day if I listed off all of them, and in the wise words of Jadien Animations, nobody should ever need you. They should want you. But you can't help it. This person is all you know.

Deep down, you probably know it's abusive, that it isn't good or healthy for either of you. But here's the thing.

You don't care.

You need him.

You know deep down that this won't do anyone any good in the long haul. But you don't care.

You need him even though it's damaging to you, like a drug.

It doesn't matter if it stops you from making other friends.

It doesn't matter how much it hurts your mental health.

It doesn't matter how many times he fucks with your mind.

All that matters is that you have him.

No matter what.

[coldforestnight]

REGRESSION SWEEEEEP 🔥🔥🔥 (sorry for being slow w this btw<3) i wanted to ask, what would be the best outcome for rnm s7 in your opinion?? do you have an ideal version of it in your head, anything you hope is gonna play out a certain way?

Thank you for asking my beloved Kata <3 <3 <3 I always want every single RNM episode to end in murder-suicide, but other than that, here are some things I'd like to see in the new season:

an episode in which the Smith family have to reckon with the twisted relationship R & M have, and not just in a funny-haha way. You already said that Morty's basically been relegated to the wifeson/punching bag/sidekick role, and they're supposed to be a more caring family now (barf), so why not explore that? Like you said, the grooming is continuing and just being explained away as a vague sort of "ahh well at least they're trying to be better" but can we just have one real examination of what that entails.

Rick diving headfirst into revenge-fueled alcoholism and isolation and hopefully another suicide attempt <3

give Beth some airtime and have her work out why she was so desperate for her dad's love and approval that she let her son be abused by him. I think Beth's quasi-emotionally incestuous relationship with Rick is fascinating, especially in the early seasons. Again that kind of got handwaved away in later seasons like "oh well she's empowered and confident now she doesn't need him" but clearly she still does and I need to get weird with that.

no more of that meta shit

I always wonder, has Rick ever tried to have other "Mortys," aka more vulnerable people he can exploit? Were there other people/children? Did he ever try to groom Beth in the same way? I'd love to see a former "protege" of his return (maybe President Morty?) so them and Morty can have a Mysterious Skin-esque moment together

an episode with just Morty meditating on who he's become due to his grandfather. Something pretty unexplored in this show is the emotional toll it must take on a perpetually 14-year-old boy to leave school, forgo normal teen experiences, and enter into a partnership with an abusive older man. His childhood is gone. How does he actually feel about that?

additionally it would be interesting to see how Summer feels about how her own adolescence has been drastically changed to serve her grandfather. I always like episodes where the power dynamic changes between her and Morty, where she's the more powerful/desireable one to Rick - but it's been established that Summer isn't "bred for forgiveness" the way her brother is, so how does she feel about that as well?

oh and WHAT HAPPENED TO MARTA... what happened to the rebellious side of Morty that Rick literally erased from existence??? I waited for two seasons to see that come back but it never did and I doubt it ever will but PLEASE can we get some closure on that

Of course I expect none of that to happen and we get 10 episodes of goofy meaningless adventures with a sprinkle of Rick going to therapy (barf) and maybe a wacky plotline with Rick Prime, but whatever, the show that exists inside my and your head is what really matters.

[save-the-spiral]

Hi! Absolutely love your school quiz (I got Life btw which is me to an absolute tee) and I just wanted to know if you'd consider publishing all the results since I'm a curious bean and want to know what the other school results are 😅

(link to quiz) (i recommend others take the quiz because this has spoilers for the answers)

hello anon,

I figured out how to log back into Uquiz because of this ask.

and hooo boy. some stats. first off: I made the quiz 2 years ago. god, i was 19. innocent, a darling, a babe in the woods. uncancelled, free.

Grand Total of quiz takers: 1,326! buncha nerds! many of them are myth wizards, apparently!

Now here are your Answers for the Quiz!

STORM:

“That which can be imagined, can be achieved.”- School Motto, Wizard101

Storm wizards, known as Diviners, are creative and strong willed, though easily distracted at times. They have a tendency to be dramatic, but that makes them even more fun as companions. They are electric, and powerful, and wonderful people. They are diverse in their interests, but all follow the same motto of achievement, of having a concrete object to show their progress as wizards.

ICE:

“… with Persistence, Victory is assured.”- School Motto, Wizard101

Ice wizards, also known as thaumaturges, are intelligent. They can become perfectionists, and can be almost too self sacrificial in their role. They can be unyielding, not changing their ways in this deep need to be right. Their closed off and curt nature leads to an isolation. To melt the walls around an ice wizard's heart, to be let in to those deep emotions and memories, is something rare and to be cherished.

FIRE:

“If the Mind is like a candle, the Heart is like the sun.”- School Motto, Wizard101

Fire wizards, or Pyromancers, are passionate and wild, impulsive. They rush in on instinct as opposed to what logic would dictate. They are, down to their core, good. They are trying their best, even if it means they burn out. Their passion can manifest in a number of ways, many detrimental, but having a network of friends to anchor them can lead to a very powerful leader.

DEATH:

“Timor mortis conturbat me.” (The Fear of Death Confounds Me)- School Motto, Wizard101

Death wizards (necromancers), are morbid and fond of dark humor, as long as it doesn't make light of the tragedy of their school. They have a hard time connecting with other schools of wizards, because of their personality, but also the fundamental understanding of the Spiral that they cannot share.

MYTH:

“To control the Future, one must look to the Past.”-School Motto, Wizard101

Myth wizards, Conjurers, are very control driven. They are imaginative and have a deep investment in history, whether mythological or human, and they try to learn from the past as best they can, because the cyclical nature of time vexes them the most of any school. They can also have visions of the past, present, and future, through many different mediums, but most of all through dreams.

LIFE:

"As we have been Created, so must we Create."-School Motto, Wizard101

Life wizards, Theurgists, are kind people. Their magic derives from the body, keeping themself and others whole. They can be almost parental at times in their protectiveness, though they tend to feel helpless in the face of grave danger, only able to pick up the pieces and heal afterwards. When only around other life wizards, they can become vicious and competitive in their usefulness, a secret hierarchy few outsiders know of.

BALANCE:

“Eye of Newt, and Toe of Frog, Wool of Bat, and Tongue of Dog.”- School Motto, Wizard101

Balance Wizards, Sorcerers, do not draw upon magic in the traditional sense of the other six main schools of Ravenwood. There is no internal or external draw, but from the magic itself, the elements of each school understood in such ways that they may become one whole.The most flexible of the schools, they meditate and try to understand many things other take for granted. This may lead to an almost condescending view of other wizards at times, for they are never willing to understand the balance of the Spiral.

STAR:

“Your path is illuminated by the light Yet darkness lets the stars shine bright.” ~J.L.W. Brooks (School Motto)

Star wizards specialize in auras, enhancing their own magic in order to more effectively defeat their foe. While an accessory school in game, it is believed that they are prone to distraction, fond of glitter, and rather giggly at times. They can be vicious, can fight as well as the next wizard. They will fight until the end, until the last star dies out, and even they will not know when that is, and they will not stop.

SUN:

“The strength of the Sun will show our inherent capacity for truth and transformation.”-School Motto, Wizard101

Sun Wizards are primarily leaders, an excellent figurehead and rallying point for others. Their magic is used to enhance their spells in battle, enchanting or mutating the inherent magic in the spell cards for just one encounter. These wizards do not crumble under pressure as others may, they are strong and inherently hold onto that strength in order to guide and pull their allies through to the other side of a difficult situation.

MOON:

“The moon is a transformation that shows where change is necessary.”-School Motto, Wizard101

Moon Wizards use their magic to polymorph into other creatures or beings, changing their spell deck and statistics mid-battle. They must have a strong sense of self and grasp upon their own identity in order to continue to utilize these magics and remain who they were originally when they polymorph back. They have so many secrets they fear sharing, but when they do it is the ultimate form of their trust, and they bond with friends for life.

SHADOW:

"It is unstable and difficult to control." Wizard101.com on Shadow magic.

Shadow wizards are few and far between. The backlash the magic inflicts upon its wizards is difficult and painful, but a fair way to rebalance the Spiral after using this reality bending, strange magic. Shadow wizards are capable of great things, but in that greatness, there is no indication whether it shall be for the good or the harm of the worlds and peoples of the Spiral.

[princess-xeon]

bimbo spiritualism, rediscovery, & new beginnings

dear listener,

i have no longer been afraid. i miracle happened recently. i met this beautiful girl and she has saved me. my girlfriend is very supportive of our bond for i was afraid to initiate it. but love is a beautiful vessel that shall not be contained. ever since she has entered my life i feel like a new human being. she has shifted my world and she always makes me learn more things about myself everyday. it's quite a life altering feeling. i have also rediscovered my femininity and reconnecting that to my spiritualism mindset. i thank saint Angelyne everyday for her ways of life. and for inspiring me in this new era of my life. she has always been a powerful woman who isn't afraid to flaunt her sexuality for the world to admire. i aspire to her way of being. she has also always believed in a higher power. a higher power of self. but most importantly she has never been afraid to do whatever the hell she wanted to do. she will always be punk at heart. and the way she views herself as an other worldy higher being, such a magical thing that i will always resonate with. id like to think that saint Angelyne as well as saint SOPHIE brought this woman into my life and there's no way that i will ever be able to repay them for that. besides my new lovie that is in my life, there's another person that i'd like to talk about. my best friend Emily. i can't thank them enough for all of the light that they've brought into my life. with my best friend Cam living millions of light years away from me, it's been a struggle to not have them physically in my life at all times. somehow Emily was able to fill that void that has been in my heart. once again, i can't thank them enough for all that they've done for me in this life. they have reminded me of all of the things that i have loved in the past such as Sleeping with Sirens, Good Mythical Morning, and Bob's Burgers. they're such a soulmate to me. we're literal long lost twins. i've been hanging out with them in their college dorm and it's been so magical. and their friend Deanna is so wonderful and cool as well i love seeing them and i especially love hanging out with her and Emily. a couple of days ago after Emily and i had a date at Cheesecake Factory we went back to their place to watch Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt as well as Rick and Morty with Deanna. those little pockets of time that i always share with Emily give me the biggest boosts of serotonin. when im with them i never have to feel obligated to hide any part of my self. and that's how it should be. thank you Emily for being here for me. besides the beautiful relationships that have blossomed this year, ive been loving school! although i was nervous about the in person portion, i literally had nothing to stress over. i love to overthink to the point of vomiting over my anxiousness but of course it never makes any situation better. aside that i love my instructors and my classmates everyone is so kind and we all love and celebrate our differences. and im so thankful for that. oh another thing i should mention! i have a new favorite movie that ive been fixating over! it's called Nowhere (1997) and Emily showed that film to me. they literally know me so we because there are so many elements in that movie that remind me of all of my favorite films. it's a true masterpiece. another thing too, the beautiful girl in my life and i have been talking a lot and once she moves back here we're planning on having movie nights once a week. i look forward to having our mutual love for art films being flourished and celebrated. geez im so gay. women make me do manic things. anyways, thank you as always stalker for caring for my stories. i will always love you :). ~princessxeon 💋

pic credits lmao :P :

a clip of Angelyne in a 70s film.

me in Emily's room working on face charts as they redye their hair and as we're watching Don't Hug Me I'm Scared

a page i was reading from John Water's novel Liarmouth

Angel Prost with da pope

Angel Prost describing my aura (yes i paid her five dollhairs for her to tell me lmao)

makeup experimenting that i did :p

Angelyne ;3

a post that Venus Angelic posted on insta that i resonate with

pink bimbo bath time :3

my gf sleeping soundly

a still from Nowhere (1997)