RickBot's death in 6.10

If you expect all Rick and Morty fans to interpret a literal wedding as anything other than romantic whilst also thinking that child marriage can be something platonic, i think you're the one with a problem here.

Appreciation post for how ready Morty was to jerk off in front of Rick here. No questions asked.

friends are there to hold your hair

Who can make my muse blush first? Send in 😳 + an attempt to do so!

Mmhmm...gotta love it when you ask a blog if they want to do and they respond to you like you are an inconvenience to them. Could you reblog this if it is safe to come to your blog and ask for an rp without having to worry about dealing with a rude attitude?

Punishment Symbol Prompts

Send me a symbol for your muse to inflict one of these methods of pain, neglect, or suffering. Trigger warnings ahead for … basically, all kinds of unpleasant manipulation, torture, and such. Feel free to make suggestions for a possible part two!

🔒 Lock my muse up in a small cage or a cell

🤢 Force my muse to eat or drink something disgusting/something they hate.

🖊 Write something insulting on my muse’s body, and make them wear it there all day

💀 Starve my muse (or for supernatural muses, deprive them of feedings).

👄Feed on my muse or harvest blood/energy/etc from them (if the sender has a supernatural muse)

⛓  Tie my muse up with chains against a wall.

👂 Torture my muse with insults, cruel words, and verbal threats

🎀 Use ropes to tie up my muse to any surface.

 ❄ Torture my muse with intense cold

 ☀ Torture my muse with intense heat

🥈(for supernatural muses) Press or threaten to press silver/iron against my muse’s body to hurt them

🔪Make cuts or punctures on my muse’s body

📷Photograph or videotape my muse being injured or tortured however you see fit

🛁Submerge my muse in water (of any temperature) with the possibility of drowning them

⭕ (for supernatural muses) Make a ring or seal around my muse so they cannot escape.

💔Drain my muse’s blood (a bit or a lot)

😴Force my muse to stay awake when they’re very tired

🥊Throw punches at my muse while they are cuffed or tied up and cannot fight back

💡 Check up on my muse after leaving them alone in the dark, in silence, for hours or even days

😫Threaten and frighten my muse with things that scare them

🔮Use magic to bind my muse, hypnotize them, or make them a slave

🔥Burn my muse with candles, wax, matches, or a lighter flame held near the skin.

🚬Press a burned cigarette end onto my muse’s skin

📌Shove needles or pins into my muse

☕Throw scalding liquid on my muse.

and as a bonus…

🗡Give my muse the option to face up to three tortures on this list, or else they have to hurt someone they love

send me "babe" if you would date me

Break In

"Hmm, then I won't." He watched as Morticia sneezed, watching the dust dissipate in the air. He crinkled his nose in disgust of the dust, but found it amusing.

"I usually think fast in stressful situations, so even if that were to happen I'd find a way out. I always do. Because of that, I've had several near-death experiences." He shrugged softly.

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He tossed his own in the can as well with little effort. “Alright, good.” He took a moment to think over some questions.

“Have you always been smart ever since you were born, or did your Rick put experiments on you to make you this way?” He tilted his head to the side. Honestly, he’s been pretty advanced since he was a child, walking and talking much more early than he should’ve.

Mortecai takes a mental note of Monty’s good aim and then considers the question. He was pretty clever, but a lot of that came from how he was raised and his environment.

“Hmm. I mean, it’s natural, but a lot of it is due to being around my Rick so much. He didn’t alter my brain or anything. I was just a slightly above average kid who grew up with a genius.” It’s one thing he will always admit about his original Rick: he was brilliant. Smarter than Mortecai would ever be.

"I also was an advanced child as well, but it also did help that I had an interest with helping my Rick. That's another thing we have in common." He thought about another question and decided that he had to ask it since Mortecai asked him, it's only fair.

"How did you lose YOUR eye?"

“I think they think I’m dangerous because I’m a Morty that’s actually smart enough to function without a Rick. So yes, independence, but if anyone does get in the way of what I want, I won’t hesitate to do what I need to in order to attain my goal.” He sipped his water, watching Mordecai sit on the counter opposite of him.

“Yes, I’ve been through many Rick’s that simply don’t give a shit. I’ve been through so many, but four in particular changed me and my way of thinking.” He frowned and pushed away memories that tried to resurface within him. “Yes, I think so too. We are alike.”

“The good thing is that your intelligence does make you dangerous. It makes you a danger to them. I think it’s good you do what you have to to get what you want. It’s never failed me.” He gave him an odd smile and chugged the rest of his water bottle.

“It’s a shame they’re putting Mortys with Ricks. Treating us like we’re recyclable. I’ve heard about the Citadel doing that shit, but avoided it myself. I’ve only had one Rick. I got rid of him a while back.” He paused for a moment and considered their similarities. “Is it a good thing that we’re alike? I’m not sure.”

Monty gave a half-smile back and chugged down his water bottle as well. “That is true, I’d rather be self aware rather than completely ignorant to the world around me.” He listened to Mortecai talk, agreeing eith every word.

“Exactly. Not all Morty’s need a Rick. In fact, they teach Morty’s that if you don’t have a Rick, you may as well be worthless.” He tilted his head to the side. “Probably not, but at least there is someone else that understands.”

Mortecai glared. It wasn’t necessarily at Monty, but rather at the idea that kids like him were being taught that they were worthless without Ricks. Everyone has worth and he believed that strongly. He shook of his anger and kept from ranting. It wasn’t the time. Especially since Monty was right: it wasn’t a good thing. He was angry enough on his own. He knew he didn’t need anyone with similar opinions and anger to fuel it. He elected to try to change the subject.

“Self awareness is an important survival skill. It’s worked for me, at least. The Ricks at the Citadel and fucking awful. And they’re not even the worst of the worst. I know that first hand. Not all Ricks are bad though. I’ve found a few that are okay. I’m quite close to one. What about you? Any decent Ricks?”

“Oh..I know that the citadel doesn’t house the worst Rick’s. I know that for a fact, but as for any decent Rick’s, I did fall in love with one Rick. He ended up dying. Someone tampered with his ship.” He shrugged softly.

“I’ve moved past it though.”

Mortecai almost flinched when he said he’d moved past it. He couldn’t imagine losing Ryker. He would never just move past it. Monty’s almost dismissive tone had Mortecai curious and maybe a little sad. It was an odd feeling he couldn’t identify. He just knew he wanted to learn more about him.

“I can’t imagine what you must have felt, or how you moved past it. It’s a lonely world when you have to hide. To lose someone who was on your side and loves you is excrucuating. I hope you find someone else to be close with like that.” His words didn’t seem right to him or nearly enough. They were all he could supply though. He wasn’t the best with emotions or Monty’s apparent lack of them.

"Yes, it was hard to say the least. In fact it was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do. I spent a lot of time in denial actually." He rubbed his arm softly, remembering Dandy and hoe happy and caring he was. He never deserved something like that..

"Actually I'd much rather rely on myself than another person. I don't thinkI want another relationship after what happened. Things just don't seem to go right for me. Anyway, any other questions or is my interview over with?" He rose a brow at him.