#also that was so random sorry 😭😭

[urmomw4ntsme]

not that i wanted to keep it a secret or whatever ajsgsjdh i’m just curious

it was my insane out of the world sherlock holmes detective skills actually ELEMENTARY MY DEAR WATSON !!!!!!!!

[softspiderling]

will never get over this picture. everyone just vibing and he’s over here posing like😭😭😭 why are you touching your titty like that sir? slutty

[solplease]

oh look it’s seth

fell apart drawing this

[sanest-ultrakill-fan]

Do you guys understand how objectively hilarious it would be if Krerdly turns out to be canon. It would legit be the funniest thing to happen in Deltarune, bar none

[conanssummerchild]

ive dipped my toes into a little bit of unserious fic writing for rnm and i felt it was about time i dropped an autistic rick fic 🫡

ive had this idea circling around in my head for a while but i wasn't really sure what direction the fic would go in but ive decided to go for some good old internalised ableism (me writing angst? shocking /sarc) bcs rick never seems to see his autism as a disadvantage which is super slay BUT there is also a lot of difficult things to deal with being autistic and you know that old fucker hates admitting he needs help with anything so im gonna fucking force him to >:) this is set in like maybe season 2 or early season 3 btw just to make rick even less inclined to admit he needs any help !!

ok enough yapping, here we gooo

~~~

It was awfully quiet in the house for a Saturday afternoon. Usually by now Rick would've come barging into the living room, demanding Morty come with him and tugging him through a portal without waiting for an affirmative answer, always at least a little drunk on whatever he could get his hands on.

Today there was none of that, only fragrant smells of whatever dinner Jerry was cooking coming from the kitchen, juxtaposed with the harsh screaming match going on between him and Beth. Summer was scrolling on her phone absently next to Morty on the sofa as he pretended to watch some film that Jerry insisted was a masterpiece on non-interdimensional TV.

Overall, it was a normal night at the Smith's house from before Rick had come into their lives, but Morty wasn't relaxed like he would've been before, or even upset over having to listen to his parents' petty argument. No, he was ansty, fidgeting around enough to earn several annoyed glances from Summer.

He combed back through his memories, doubting whether he'd seen Rick today at all. He hadn't been at lunch or breakfast, in fact Morty hadn't seen him at all since their brief adventure yesterday, during which Rick had been in an increasingly foul mood. Had no one else even noticed his disappearance?

"I'm gonna check on Rick." He blurted out, stumbling off the sofa.

Summer didn't even spare him a glance.

He tried not to run down the hallway, nervous jitters going through his whole body. What if he had left again? No, probably not, Morty had seen his ship in the driveway. Shit– Rick had thousands of enemies, what if he was lying dead in his room right now?

Morty knocked on Rick's door so hard his knuckles stung a little, ignoring the small buzzing sound that accompanied the knocks. He heard a groan akin to one of a dying man and some shuffling from inside the room.

"Rick?" Morty called out to no answer, anxiety only rising.

He shifted nervously from foot to foot. If he just barged into Rick's room and he was fine Rick would be super pissed, but if he didn't and Rick was dying Morty would never forgive himself.

He shoved the door open. It didn't have a lock anymore. Morty held his breath as his eyes darted around the room, he feared it would look like a crime scene, but it looked... normal. He hadn't been in Rick's room that many times but, despite the darkness and slight mess, nothing seemed particularly out of place.

Well, that was, of course, apart from the translucent green force field type thing in front of the door.

He frowned, calling Rick's name again, but he was lying in his cot, facing the wall, unresponsive. Not even seeming like he'd heard Morty, the rise and fall of his tense shoulders the only thing showing he was still alive.

Morty chanced a careful touch to the force field, preparing for some kind of electric shock, but none came, only a quiet hum was emmited as Morty's fingers passed through. Rick moved again slightly, but other than that showed no visible reaction.

The field gave way easily and Morty passed though completely, standing meekly at the doorway of Rick's room. He was surprised to find that it was silent, like completely. No sound passed through the green barrier, not the sounds of sizzling pans, or the movie playing faintly in the background. Nothing.

"Rick? A-are you okay?" It wasn't said particularly loudly, but it felt that way in the complete silence.

No answer. He took a step closer, repeating himself louder, in case Rick just hadn't heard. "Rick? W-what's– is everything good?"

He expected anything, from Rick yelling at him to the person in the bed just being an alien wearing Rick's face, not even Rick himself.

He didn't expect Rick to cover his ears and curl into himself further.

"Uh-" Morty hesitated. His head hurt? Was he, like, hungover? Dying?

He only paused for a second more before turning and running out of the room, if something really was greviously wrong with Rick he would much rather be safe than sorry.

"Mom!" He called, running into the kitchen, interrupting the argument going on abruptly.

Beth downed a large sip of her wine glass, emptying it and setting it down on the counter with a sharp clink.

"Morty, honey, the adults are talking right now." She said, rubbing her temples tiredly.

"Mom, something's w-w-wrong with Rick."

"What?" That got Beth's attention, straightening from where she was topping off her wine once more. "What's wrong with Rick?"

"I don't know." Morty replied, agitated. "He's in his room just– just lying there, he's not answering me."

Beth was already heading in the direction of his room—not without grabbing her wine. "Come on, sweetie." She said to Morty.

"Wha- Beth, come on! We were having a conversation here!" Jerry exclaimed, throwing his hands up in the air.

"I have more important things to deal with right now, Jerry." She said coldly.

Jerry's complaints were drowned out by Morty's rushing thoughts as he led Beth down the hall.

She peeked into the dark room without passing the noise-cancelling field, expression changing when she saw Rick curled into a ball, hands still clamped over his ears. While her frown stayed, a sort of realisation flashed in her eyes.

"Um, I think your grandpa just needs a little bit of alone time right now, okay? Let's give him some space." She said, taking a step back and closing the door gently.

"What? Why?"

"He just... Well, honestly, I don't know. I just vaguely remember he would get like this sometimes when I was a kid, when he was stressed. Mom always told me to just leave him alone for a while. I thought he'd probably grown out of it, like it was a midlife crisis thing or whatever. Guess not." She gave a small shrug.

That didn't really answer any of Morty's questions and raised several more, but Beth didn't seem to have the answers.

"Okay."

"Okay." Beth echoed, taking a swig of wine, her demeanour changing back to a bored one. "Well, I gotta go deal with Jerry now, go play video games, or something."

For the rest of that day, and then one more after that, Morty waited anxiously for Rick to emerge from his room. He felt like he was losing his mind, all while everyone else didn't even seem to care that Rick was gone at all.

He was picking at his pancakes uninterestedly when he finally caught a glimpse of blue hair in the hallway.

"Rick!" He exclaimed, making the old man nearly jump out of his skin.

"Jesus fucking christ, M-Morty." He muttered, grabbing some orange juice from the fridge and downing it straight from the carton.

"What happened?" Morty asked, getting up from the table and hovering by Rick. No one told him off for leaving the table. He could tell that they were all listening in on the conversation.

"What happened when?" Rick asked dismissively, playing dumb. He rummaged around in the overhead cupboard until he found an opened box of wafers. "What– who the fuck opened my wafers?"

Morty rolled his eyes. "You did, last week."

"Oh yeah." Rick shoved a wafer in his mouth.

"Rick, come on, seriously, I was worried."

"Well then maybe you should mind your own business, Morty."

Morty huffed. "What so you'd prefer I didn't care about you at all?"

"Yes. Obviously. Why does that surprise you? I've clearly stated it on multiple occasions."

"Well, I'm sorry, but I do care about you, Rick. I just want to make sure you're okay, because it seemed like you weren't" Morty said earnestly.

"Ugh, I'm fine, Morty." He scowled. "Don't be so– so weird about it."

"I'm weird?! Y-you're the weird one, Rick! Wh-what the hell is wrong with you? You just dissapear for– for two days and won't even tell me why? Can you give half a shit about anyone but yourself?"

"Jesus, I was overstimulated! O-okay? I'm autistic! Is that what you want to hear? You– you fucking dick."

Morty shook his head lightly, processing the stream of information "...What?"

"What? You can't be autistic." Jerry chimed in from the dining room.

"Okay, Jerry, and you won't be alive when I stuff your tiny dick in your mouth and freeze you, so we can put you on the mantle like some kind of fucked up decoration with your balls hanging out. Wait, actually, you will be alive. You'll feel the whole thing. Suuuper painful."

Rick snatched up Morty's virtually untouched stack of pancakes and sauntered out.

A quiet washed over the table, Morty looking over at Beth and seeing that she seemed just as surprised as him.

"What, you guys seriously didn't know?" Summer's bored voice broke through the silence.

"Y- you did?" Morty asked incredulously.

"Uh, duhh, Morty. It's like super obvious?" Summer drawled, not even looking up from whoever she was texting on her phone.

"How is it obvious?!"

"Becuase, Morty, I'm not uneducated like all of you guys."

"What? Wh-whatever, I'm just– I'm gonna go talk to him."

Summer didn't grace him with a response.

Morty peered into Rick's room but he wasn't there, so he wandered towards the garage. As he approached, he could already hear the sounds of Rick tinkering with something or other.

"H-hey, Rick." He said carefully, but Rick didn't seem particularly upset, offering Morty a small grunt in greeting.

"S-sorry I said there was something wrong with you." Morty added.

Rick looked up this time, quirking an eyebrow at him. "Okay?"

He went back to his project for a bit, but when Morty still didn't leave after several minutes he sighed, setting his wrench down harshly next to Morty's now half-eaten pancakes. "Yes, Morty?" He asked, irritated.

"I-I just... You could've told me, you know? That you're autistic. I'm not– you don't have to be, like... ashamed."

"Screw you, I'm not ashamed." Rick snapped. "L-look at me Morty, do you know how smart I am? You think any fucking neurotypical could ever reach my level of genius? Fuck no!"

He crossed his arms like a petulant child, pouting at the floor.

"Oh– Sorry." Morty stuttered. "I just thought..."

"What? That just because I'm autistic I have to be ashamed? Pretty ableist stuff there, Morty." Rick said sharply.

"No! Jeez, That's not– not what I meant, Rick. Jeez... I was gonna ask why you never t-talk about it, then?"

"Becuase it's none of y-your damn business, that's why."

"But– I mean, sure, but not even my mom knew. Did... did your wife? Did she know?"

Rick's shoulders tensed and he looked away, his loose grip on the table becoming harsher.

"R-rick?"

"She... knew." He said tightly.

"Did anyone else?" Morty made his tone a little gentler, seeing Rick wasn't exactly thrilled to talk about it.

"...Birdperson. And Squanchy."

"That's– no one else?"

Rick frowned. "My parents knew. But they didn't like it... Diane– my wife she was the first person I chose to tell myself."

"I'm sorry." Morty said quietly. "About your parents and... Diane."

Rick sat silently, staring at the work bench in front of him without saying a word.

"Is that... why you guys divorced, or?"

"No, Morty, jesus." Rick huffed. "She was actually the only one that didn't treat me like less than because of it. I mean, until BP and Squanch."

"So why–?"

"I don't want to talk about my failed marriage, M-morty." Rick sighed.

"...Sorry."

Rick shrugged.

Silence stretched on as Rick went back to his project again, it wasn't an uncomfortable silence, but it wasn't exactly comfortable either.

"It's embarrasing. Sometimes." Rick said haltingly. "When I get overstimulated. Becuase I know that doesn't happen to normal people and I don't like admitting I need help with things that other people don't. It's a sign of weakness."

"That's not–!"

"Shut the fuck up, Morty. This isn't a discussion, you got what you wanted out of me, so now you can fuck off."

"But, Rick you–"

"Morty, just fuck the fuck off."

Morty hesitated for a second, before lunging towards Rick and trapping him in a tight hug. Rick tensed up.

"Morty, you little shit, get off me!" Rick wriggled, trying to get out of Morty's embrace.

"I love you, grandpa. Thank you for opening up to me, I know it's hard for you." Morty whispered, which only made Rick thrash around harder. "I don't think you're weak, by the way. Or that there's anything wrong with you."

Morty finally pulled away from the hug and Rick crossed his arms again, his face now a little flushed in embarrasment.

"Don't do that again, you asshole." He grumbled. "I don't like it when you hug me."

"Sorry." Morty said, mostly meaning it. "Hugs always make me feel a lot better."

"Well I'm not you, Morty, and they m-m-make me uncomfortable."

"Sorry." He repeated. "But I-I still mean everything I said."

Rick pouted, turning away. Morty knew Rick was stubborn, and that he wasn't going to erase years of self-hatred and internalised ableism in a few minutes, but he hoped that one day Rick let him in enough to at least try.

"Okay, bye grandpa. Love you."

"Bye, asshole." Rick muttered back.

Love you too he thought, but didn't say.

+ extra

Rick had been in a shitty mood all day, and Morty could tell something was brewing under the surface, but he couldn't tell what until they were already on their way back home from grabbing some crystals from some drug planet Rick stole from all the time.

Usually Rick would be in high spirits after another succesful crystal-stealing mission, but today he just glared through the windshield, gripping the steering wheel tightly. Morty could tell that, despite his intense stare, he wasn't really paying too much attention, so it wasn't a huge shock when an large asteroid chunk flew into their field of vision and Rick didn't even try to swerve.

They crashed into the asteroid hard and an alarm started blaring, red rays flashing in the interior of the spaceship. Rick's hands flew over his ears, squeezing his eyes shut tightly.

Morty had seen this alarm go off several times, due to Rick's often reckless driving, and it usually didn't bother Rick very much at all, not warranting more than a curse and flipping the alarm off annoyedly.

Rick bit down on his knee hard as Morty hurried to shut down the alarm, Rick's hands moving into his hair and tugging when it was finally switched off.

Rick had a tendancy to hurt himself when he was overstimulated and it made Morty endlessly anxious. He searched desperately in the backseat for the noise cancelling headphones he'd given Rick and "forced him to wear" as Rick would say, but Morty could tell he appreciated it. Especially when he snatched them out of Morty's hands before he'd barely even handed them to him, shoving them onto his head agressively and clicking the button he'd added himself for improved noise cancellation, claiming the headphones were trash and that he'd had to modify them to make them at all a useful tool.

He slumped back in his chair with a sigh, his eyes were still shut but Morty could see the tears that had collected on his eyelashes.

"Do you want me to drive us back?" Morty asked, barely finishing the sentance before Rick was hitting the button that switched their chairs around so Morty would be in front of the wheel. Morty let out a small exclamation of surprise, but quickly took the wheel, putting the ship back on track.

Rick didn't say anything else for the short journey home, jumping out of the ship before it was even parked properly. Morty hurried to keep up with him as he unlocked the door. He stopped abruptly in the middle of the entryway and Morty almost crashed into him, managing to stop himself just in time.

"Thank you." Rick said gruffly, not giving Morty time to respond and just rushing off to his room.

Morty still smiled, though. He knew that was about as close as it got to his grandpa expressing affection.

"Love you too, Rick."

---

THE END IM CHEESEY OK I KNOW SORRY BYE

[m1ckeyb3rry]

i have had so many classes with this guy i hate (i am fairly sure he hates me back dw) that we now recognize each other by voice alone and every time i hear him talking to his little friends that one abby lee miller clip where she’s like “now i want to sit back and relax when all of a sudden i hear this agitating grating voice” runs through my mind LMAOOO LIKE BRO STFU NOBODY LIKES YOU 😭‼️

[sparklingpax]

logging on here to say that. I truly think,

"I am but a soldier, Megatron. And you are a prisoner of your own twisted delusions!"

has to be one of The rawest lines Optimus said of the whole series. and I think about it often......anyway

[dang-dood]

i think the thing that gets me so bad with this last episode is that there was no consequences. everyone came back unharmed. like they fought a god of death and he was gone in like thirty minutes and everyone is vibing while eating pizza??

[fraternum-momentum]

Hey! I love your art!!! Tho, I was wondering if you could tag your ocs names cause I’m new but I’m really interested in your ocs and want to learn more about them :)

It’s okay if you can’t tho! Hope you have a great day

YOOO HELLO welcome to the blog :D i hope you enjoy your stay here and thank you !! i finally finally gave some of them names so I can make tags, that's mainly why it took so long to answer this 😭

Azalea, Melanie, :o), MC, Gabriel, Nigel, Kian, Theo.

(the actual tags are also in the tags of this post)

Here's some contextual and random facts about them lolol:

Azalea and Melanie are characters of a webcomic I'm making ! It's just a little passion project that I'm slowly working on. (emphasis on slowly)

Theo is just a nickname. His actual name is Theodore. MC's name is still TBD.

They're also gonna be in a comic thing :D but more episodic and slice of life-y instead of an overarching plot.

Kian makes pipe bombs in his basement.

Kian is based on a rock I got on a random beach. I took a picture of it and put a bunch of stickers and gave it a personality a few years ago bc I thought it would be cute 💀 I have other rocks that still needs to be gijinka-fied LMAO (my fave is this one beach glass named Kelsey)

I was debating on naming the jester clown guy JJ but i decided against it, it's cute but ehh idk.. I might change my mind on it if I can't think of anything.

Kian and friends + the jester guy + that one teeth guy that I didn't include here (whoops) are mostly just one-offs and don't really have an ongoing story. I made them mostly cause I wanted to design a cool looking character. Maybe I'll do smthn with the rock friends but I don't really have any ideas :P

Nigel and Gabriel are part of this western cowboy universe thing I'm doing on the side. A lot of wonderful people have made ocs for it :DD !!!

make of that what you will 👼

Gabriel has a twin sister named Mica, who also helps around their church.

Nigel is just an amalgamation of the kinks i like (that will not b disclosed !!!!!). Cause I thought 'hey, why don't I make a blorbo that has all my kinks that would b awesome ahaha' and look at me now.

Also BTW i know Nigel is technically a cop but he's more of a classic cowboy than an actual police officer. I added that random fact just for the cowboy³ joke. ACAB.

[20001541]

Do you think AFO could've tried to take some of the glowing babys supporters for himself? He killed them and stole their quirk out of jealousy so I think it's probable that he would want to steal some of the adoring supporters they have by making himself out to be a better leader than they were.

How he would do this I'm not sure.... I don't think he could go and say he murdered them because he believes he's better than them without severe backlash. It'll also be suspicious if the glowing baby dies and suddenly AFO shows up with a quirk exactly like theirs. Maybe he had to keep quiet about it to avoid losing the support he's currently gained as the glowing baby was adored by many.

We are told that they had over ten million supporters around the time they died.

So it wouldn't be wise to come out and say you killed them if you're trying to get more followers to your cause. Unless maybe AFO makes up stuff to paint them as a a bad person and ruin their legacy. But I feel that would go poorly as here's the baby that many have known about and adored since the moment they were born vs some random orphan who came out of no where to tarnish their beloved babys reputation.

I wouldn't be shocked if among his own cult he casted the glowing baby in an ugly light, but to the general public he remained neutral towards them.

Who knows though, maybe AFO did manage to get some of the glowing babys supporters to his side as they liked his ways better than theirs.

Interesting stuff nonetheless! AFO never did manage to reach the notoriety the glowing baby did. He had followers all over the world, but barely anyone knew who he was that wasn't involved directly in villain business. While the glowing baby is directly in the history books and is seen as the progenitor of quirks.

Correct me if I'm wrong though as we don't get much lore of the world pre-All Might times.

[einsatzzz]

kurumi becomes religious when kana is involved

i can imagine this is also something rinko prays for ryuuka as well. nine generations apart, but rinko and kurumi have the same problems. i saw this post the other day and laughed so hard when my first thought was kurumi praying like this.

[solplease]

unfortunately the art block is still blocking so here’s a rowan doodle 😭

i added a grand total of one (1!) piece of new info about him under the cut 😔

also ive decided to make rowan half indian or something because… well. i can. 😭 (also i can project onto him, which means he now really likes om shanti om because its my fave movie 😞)

[ochrogasting]

please please please don’t listen to twitter! they are not people of taste!! their opinions are bad and their carms are scrawny and we need you and the vital work you’re doing for the bear fandom ecosystem ‼️‼️

thank you for the kind words :) i appreciate it

[chasedeys]

i saw @cazluvsu make one and i decided to do one!!! and yap about it too lmao

i fear they are. my life now. truly how.

bengals. how can i even begin to explain them. joemarr. but outside of the joemarr of it all. all these fucking men outside of these two who have somehow managed to just. their entire fucking roster. tee fucking higgins. trey. their 23 rookies room. the new rookies. and their insane fucking lack of pr training. their vets. the idea that i have to let go of mike hilton. and joseph ossai. and bj hill. and everyone else. the hell is that. never in my life did i think i'd care for shit like this. anyways may i direct you to my pinned and my live blogging to see what i mean or smth idk. this entire blog is my thesis for my love for them.

oh my heart.............

vikings. aaaaaaaaaaa. yes it was because of beloved pretty perfect pr princess justin jefferson. but then....koc. i didnt even fucking KNOW coaches moved this way 😭. the way i want to. write them fucking. but also. holding hands and living in a bayou together. and sams shit. and like. i watched their social media stuff. and sure i never really got into their roster the way i got into like. the bengals and i don't think i ever will but like. jesus. they're so fucking charming truly every tiktok featuring josh's tiny ass mic is a treat because like. that segment on what's the weirdest shit in your locker and its truly weird like my coach is hotter than your coach mug and the hawk statue and the naruto (?) backpack instead of fucking months old cornbread rotting in the back. thats some good shit. also i think their locker room is the best LMAOOO actual healthy lighting that doesn't sting the eyes and they have like a little fireplace??? its so cute they sometimes plop down there and do their mini mic interviews there aww. also cams cellyssss that have gone viral as hell. cuteeee.

lions. i get that like it's like so weird to deeply adore teams from the same division but please look away 😭 god i blame casey for this they're soooo <33333 jah and montyyyy they're so cute hello. hello how can i not adore them 😭 jamooo and amon ra who speaks like 10 billion languages no that's an exaggeration sorry but like. my thing for wrs and also he's suchhh a bitch and when people get so fucking annoyed about it i get 😭😭 and also enamored by jared goffs like. 0 aura and miniscule charm lmao. that interview clip of him getting bracketed by jah and monty lmao and TERRIONNNNN fuck. i knew NOTHING about him BUT??? he's so???? that rookie dumbassery charm 😭😭😭😭 thank you casey for putting me on the lions and sending me that clip of him falling down the fucking stairs and taking a MOMENT to contemplate his life on the bottom steps lmfao oh my god......and dj reader augughguhg i miss you.....come back but like.....i don't suppose you will......

ravens. again....division rivals aside.......lamar jackson........derrick henry.........ive written my thoughts on them lmaoooo oh but i need to learn more of their roster </3 don't fw their defense i can't lie LMAOOO but like. kyles a cutieee auguhguhg and marlons tweets on his cat being a MAN have been truly hilarious. looking very much in anger when facing the bengals though 😀 the multifacetedness of like. sports watching and rpf. which. is multifacetedness a word which word is the correct word sorry idk but basically. oh my heart is correct for this tiers title 😭. its so fucking funny im sorry they're all in the same afc nfc north division what the hell am i on about. i think this could be like. the tier below too? but like. i know exactly how i know them and how they've bewitched me 😭 thinking again the lines between this tier and below. are blurred. but anywAYSSSS.

not but how. do i know them. how have they bewitched me.

cowboys, panthers, texans. right so the reason they're not the tier below is because i ship a whole lot of them. cowboys jesusssss micah/tre oh my god. ceedak. well i know only these 4 clearly but like. they're soooo. i read a micah/tre fic of just. insanity. am patiently waiting for a chapter 2 truly adore micah and trevon (WHO'S SO FUCKING PRETTY BTW.....so pretty........so confused on how people say he's not as pretty as stef. diff type of pretty but PRETTY NONETHELESSS how. the fuck. am i not looking at the same person or. 😭😭) <3 and ceedak! though i don't fw their fics in ao3 mostly because its doused in infidelity and i am just. not that. i do fw them soooo well goddd just did a whole spiel with casey abt them and joemarr bc of the pfw aus tennis open thing that was fun <3 and panthers bryceeee i adore himmm bryce/cj bryce/andy insanity and like. xavier who's soooo fucking charming and the rest of their roster who im still learning. that you leave that baby alone clip 😭 cute as hellll dare i say their oline would burn the earth down for him etc etc. and texans!!! cj babyyyy and stef.....truly his insane lore. to this day still being written holy shit he just can't help himself can he 😭 will he be at the weddi- ANYWAYS. tank and joe mix. derek stingley jr lsu bb whose one single comment on ja'marr's ig that one time endeared himself so firmly to me too etc etc. begging for a probowl interaction bless. so anyways. tier of their own <3

👉👈 1-2 have enamored me i fear

giants, commanders, jaguars. grouping these three together yeah you guessed it because of the 2023 lsu trio soulmatism lmaoooo. truly the only reason they're in this tier sorry 😭 god jayden/malik are so. and btj who's the only one ja'marr hasn't followed back apparently 😭 what is in the waters in louisianaaaa but anyways isn't it so fucking cute how malik and btj came to jaydens first playoffs game like....are u fucking serious......nevermind how maliks literally divisional rivals 😭 SOOOO compelling how they're drafted in the same division btw LMAOOOO playing each other twice.....Nice.....the Narratives of like. the giants possibly drafting A Very Nice Very Good Very Handsome Very Insane QB that might replace the shit out of jayden is like. hm. hhmhmhmm. i have. Thoughts (didn't shedeur throw with malik in the middle of the street at night lmao). BUT ANYWAYS. moving on. ALSO. like. there's that clip of jayden bullshitting on how he's faster than malik and btj and the two scoffingggg 😭 REMINDS ME OF HOW joemarr shits on each others speed sm does he shit on justins too im sure he does god that's cuteee what is WITH qbs and their wrs and shitting on each others speed ANYWAYS AUGHGHG SORRY-

browns, steelers. divisional rivals which is mostly why im so taken with them i can't lie lmaoooo. like. something so prideful about being from the afc north idk. and like. saying shit like 'thats afc north football babyyy'. snow game like i even understand what snow feels like lmaooo. the fighting dirty aspect that pisses me off and honestly delights me at times except how it doesn't bc like where the fuck is our (bengals) defense. where the fuck is it. anyways opoy being 2 from the bengals 2 from the ravens?? amazing. dpoy having one from bengals, browns, and steelers. mvp from bengals and ravens. like that's so. the fact that no one from this fucking division has one division champ for three straight years (and browns has won. none. which. well.) which is fucking. ridiculous. i am so fucking done with this division goddddd. but like. so heavily enamored truly <3 also i adoreeee grant delpit 😭 because of lsu. and that ja'marr and him started commenting on each other's ig again after the game that's like. so cute. to me. G mf $.....yeahyeah thats hard........cute as hell how old are you two...........let me keep you.............and also najee harris <3 top three beautiful nfl men (with ceedee and fred, excluding my bias of joemarr 😔)

chargers. blame their social media presence truly UNMATCHED. daiyan henley........hand in marriage. right the fuck now. no really. their kicker is cute as hell, justin herberts refusal to like. appear in camera is charming to me i can't lie, their team's chemistry is honestly so cute! wish i knew more to actually like. know more abt them lmao. but again. their tiktok videos. unmatched. if the bengals and the rest of the nfl PLEASE learn from them......

bills, eagles, niners, dolphins. casually-ish? beautiful men and rpf standpoint RIPE with it. stosh.....😭 keon coleman my beloved how are uuuuu lmaoo. aj brown ehehehehe i do think i ship him with jalen idk they're cute as hell the book thing is still so fucking hilarioussss HOW do they keep digging themselves a hole making people doubt their friendship is the thing 😭 jalen made a stupid joke how he's never once saw aj read and i do NOT think ANYONE LAUGHEDDDDD meanwhile aj (whos fucking gorgeousssss btw oh my god. oh my god...) showed a reporter his lovingly underlined and highlighted book and it got sold out im crying they are not real people akdkljkslf they KEEP putting themselves in these Situations also devonta smith who looks all but 12 oh my god and saquon <3 who's fucking gorgeoussss with his dangly earringggggggg aaaaaaaa love me a man with a dangly earring. also sydney lol i suppose he'll get a ring first (wink wink nudge nudge but aggresively FLY EAGLES FLYYYYY!!). and niners frock <3 fred warner beautiful gorgeous fred warner and brock purdys insane loreeeee. i also got enamored by deebo lmaooo he's so fucking 😭 girl learn whennn toooo shutttt the fuckkkk uppppp 😭 god that was. his shit was so. ANYWAYS. dolphins tuaaaa!! do you know that tiktok of like people reacting to him running and sliding after he returned from his concussion ir 😭 crying. another coachfucker btw.....hilariousss to be typing this abt tua bc in my head he's wayyyy softer abt it than jjkoc 😭 mike augugughhh he's also like. very endearing. and speaks in a very 'girl are u high' manner. the way he reacted to news of people dressing up as him was hilarioussss.

idrk them tbh

broncos, seahawks, packers, titans, jets, rams, bucs, bears, raiders, cardinals, falcons, saints, patriots, colts. i don't really know them 😭 like i do know several players on them and like am enamored by a lot of them! but like. that's it. no vesting interest. idk. bo nix, ps2, dk, jaire alexander, jordan love, tb and chido ofc i misssss them ugh, davante, sauce, garrett, puka, caleb and rome, maxx, kyle murray ig, jb3 whom i also misssss wow, oh clyde, etc etc etcccc. not much vesting interest? other than like. oh you're gorgeous oh you're talented oh hey i follow you oh hey ja'marr likes you (lmao) but then. well.

why is there hate in my heart.............

chiefs. ..............look. i swear. LOOK. GODDDDD. i swear. i did NOT hate them 😭 even that second game. i was like. holy shit. isiah pachecos fucking. gorgeous. damn. (see: my ja'marr/pacheco thoughts.....that i still think to this fucking day 😔) i didnt even think i could find it in me to be an actual sports fan that could hate a team BUT THEN. 0 to fucking 38. i don't even care if it was against third strings that shit is DIABOLICAL 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 hate. hateee in my fucking heart. travis coming up in his fuckass podcast (i like jason btw 👉👈) how he'd play them in a walmart parking lot and that shit had me in tears they WOULD is the thing 😭 ja'marr would honest-to-god organize that shit himself 😭 god. godddd i can't even. but anyways. rpf standpoint......😔👍 compelling. and the recent game. ehEM. anyways...fuck the chiefs............

anyways. what brought this on. who even knowssssssss.

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I keep trying to post shit I been drawing lately BUT I CANT. I CANNOT BRING MYSELF TO. THE WORMS INSIDE MY HEAD DO NOT APPROVE OF THEM. I CANNOT FUCKING DRAW. PUT ME DOWN. I DONT FEEL THE SILLY IN ME.