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NewSiixcr (n.) — A boy born with a birth defect having six fingers and son to Stanford Pines. The child shows no discomfort in this manner and instead shows more then enough interest in the supernatural (or uncommon occurrences). Often the older brother of three with twin younger siblings. He also seems to be referred to as the affectionate nicknamed (much like his father used to) of Sixer. Or by the harsh named “ Love Eye “.

Affiliated Gravity Falls OC ;; OC is part of a New Generation project.

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I suddenly got really tired. Soooo; I am just going to draw and post it on tumblr. And I will just swing a live stream.

will most likely work on some concepts for a project I am helping with and heading .

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  ❛ S-she’s just... So... So cute. ❜

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@blue-rick24 replied to your post: buriedhim: New Morty Smith blog. Reblog if...

are those cookies?

   he bakes.

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❛  W-w-wowza, there... There are a lo - alot of you aren’t there?   ❜

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FauxCode - Original Self Insert OC based off of the writer of the book series called The Stain Glass Church and the Journal Writer of the lost entries for dimension The Stain Glass Church resides in.

A author’s words are typically taken in stride as someone uses a name that is faux. A name that someone would never call them or a name that is not true.  So when the name is used as a gift or   as a form of protection other’s may think how rude. Dimensions. Demons. Journals. Now here I live in Gravity Falls, Oregon. Safe and sound from the crude reality that my words are strong and true. I have birthed and created due to my hands. I have written about creatures and death that have actually happened. You may call me William Lee Kade. I prefer that over my true name that most shall not know. Knowing my name means you have power over me and I would rather prefer that you didn’t.

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“That pet name is so gushy, but it was also so cute...?"

    A weak chuckle left him as Morty gave a small shrug.    ❛  Yeah, y-ye-yeah I guess. I mean.. Pe-pet names are sometimes for friends, or-or affection right?  ❜

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Fluffy/Blushy Sentence Starters

aka “I can feel my cheeks blushing from just thinking about what I want to say to you”

“I like the way your hand fits in mine.”

“You have something in your hair, umm… Do you want me to get it out?”

“It’s nice that your voice was the first thing I heard today.”

“You can call me whenever you want… Even if you don’t have a reason to.”

“I’m bad at texting first, so I always end up hoping you will.”

“This movie is really scary, but you’re into it so I’m trying not to cover my face the whole time, but- WHAT IS THAT?”

“Wait, don’t pull away… Not yet.”

“You look really cute in that sweater.”

“Half the time I get too embarrassed to say anything.”

“No, it’s fine.  I can wait until you’re done talking to them.”

“No, like…. It’s just, I can’t believe you’re actually wearing my clothes.”

“You’re a big piece of inspiration for this, honestly.”

“God, you always make me blush so damn much.”

“I’ve been trying to get ready for like an hour and a half, because I know you’re going to look so good and I need to try and match up.”

“Would it be too cliche if we matched clothes a little?”

“First second I saw you and I couldn’t get over how beautiful you were.”

“I wanted to say “I love you” for the first time without stuttering, but that failed.”

“Could you hold my hand?”

“You can’t leave without letting me hug you first.”

“I really love holding you, darling.”

“That pet name was so gushy, but it was also so cute.”

“Aw, you’re blushing like a rose.”

“Your lips are really warm.”

“I can’t get over how a few months ago I wanted to learn your name and now you’re having breakfast with me in my sweater.”

“No, mom, don’t tell him/her I said that about him/her!”

“My friends get so annoyed by how much I talk about how sometimes.”

“Wanna, like– I mean, if you’re not busy… We could get lunch? Or even just coffee if you don’t have a lot of time?”

“Wow, I didn’t think you could make me smile this big.”

“You don’t need to leave so soon.”

“You look so comfy, and cuddle-able.”

“Quit smiling at me, I can’t stop messing up my sentences when you look at me like that.”

“You’re hiding under the blanket because you’re blushing?”

“You make me so happy.”

“Don’t give me that puppy dog face.  How am I supposed to say no to that?”

“You made these cupcakes for me?”

“I look forward to holding you close in bed soon.”

“Let’s share my coat, since you’re so cold.”

“I can’t believe I got the first date, let alone a year.”

“You make me feel so damn gushy.”

“How do you always manage to look so captivating?”

“Would you mind if I kissed you?”

“Are you sugar personified or something?”

“I know I’ve kissed you like, ten times, but just like another ten, please.”

“You’re the perfect height for me to rest my chin on your head.”

“I would’ve had breakfast ready, but you were sleeping on my arm, and I didn’t want to wake you.”

“Is it cold outside or are you just blushing?”

“Yeah… Huh? Oh, sorry I was just thinking about my girl/boyfriend.”

“I’m so in love with her/him, I don’t know what do do.”

“I remember practicing how to ask you out to the mirror.”

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@masscorruptii && @rickilious && @buriedhim && @fauxcode

This is a permanent starter call. This starter call is for all the blogs but mosty for my main blog (which is Rickilious ). If you like this I can randomly tag you in stuff and send random ask messages without the fear of bothering the mun or making the mun uncomfortable. If we are mutuals you can use this to randomly bug me or something as a means to make you a starter branching off and continuing it as a thread.

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@mcrkiplicr

    Blinking, Morty pointed to the guy. O-oh wow, he was shocked he couldn’t believe it. Wasn’t that  ---     ❛  A-ar-ar-aren’t you Markiplier?   ❜

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                               ;; w u b b a l u b b a d u b d u b

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rickdiickulous |

           ❛ Dead? W-well that’s a little extreme for you Morty, con-considering usually you would be the one in that position. ❜ He respo- nded rather non-nonchalantly for how for how freaked out the other seemed to be. He had ki- nda.. well somewhat come to hide in this dim- ension, and wasn’t really hoping to be seen but whatever.  ❛ L-listen. Save the waterworks for -urp- for later. Where is Beth and Summer and your moron of a father? ❜

    When this grandfather looking double spoke he shook his head. No, no that wasn’t possible. What did he mean? Swallowing hard he could feel himself backing up as if trying to get away from this guy.    ❛ M-mom is at work... A-a-and summer is with Ethan. ❜     He responded without even thinking. His head hurt, it hurt so bad. His eyes looked away from the other as he  tried to focus ON SOMETHING ELSE.        ❛ O-o geez. R-r-rick I... I w-wouldn’t... I wouldn’t have died...    I-I’m not that stupid.  ❜       He mumbled; shoving his hand in his jean pocket he  pulled out a pill bottle and shoved at least 5 pills in his head.

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Morty it's time to remember... Remember Morty. Remember Rick. Remember what you've forgotten. And then fix yourself.

     His head hurt. It hurt so bad. He needed his meds...He.... Gripping his head tears rolled down his cheeks then...

   ❛   Rick IS A S-SELFISH ASS HOLE! HE LEFT, LEFT MOM AGAIN BECAUSE, BECAUSE, BECAUSE ---   ❜    He paused as his head felt like it was splitting.     ❛ I DON’T EVEN KNOW WHY! I W-WISH HE WAS DEAD INSTEADOF DOING HIS DAMN SWAP TRICK N-NOW GEAT OUT I, I NEED MYMEDS!   ❜    As he spoke he stumbled and swayed badly as he pushed the thing out of the way, reaching his meds he opened the bottle and popped a good handful in. Ah yes, he knew that this would cause a high that would soon fizzle and make him forget the whole night. He needed that. HE NEEDED it.    

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He abandoned you.

  a unknown silence crossed over Morty as he shook his head no, over and over again. No Rick he was dead. No Rick couldn’t die right? Yes everyone dies, even someone you never met. But why did he cry and try to lay on the corpse? If he... If he didn’t know him?

   This silence became unsettling as Morty thought. His mind racing, his heart pounding. His head hurting. His throat burning. Tears welled up at the corners of his eyes as he soon found comfort in moving his arms to hold himself. A flash of of scents racing through his mind then vanishing as fast as he remembered. His eyes stayed shut as long as he could keep them as images flashed behind his eyelids in a unpleasant burning white manner. Scaring his brain. Then he snapped them open; his back now hitting the wall as he was unnoticingly backing up more then he wanted to.      ❛  leave... leave me alone. he... he’s dead. R-r-r-rick is dead. H-he’s dead. ❜     He spoke but his voice became smaller as they were forced out.

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The Rick you buried was never your actual Grandfather.

   Morty had stared at the creature practically for hoursbefore he unclenched his teeth. this was messed up, extremely.     ❛ l-LE- LEAVE ME ALONE!❜   His voice came out hard almost forced as he spoke to thecreature, his arms laid limps by his sides as he back up;his face screamed anger but his body betrayed him as itshowed no move in matching body language.    He closed his eyes tightly as he shook his head and placed his hands on either sides of his scarred temples fromyears of electro charges that he couldn’t remember - all heknew is that they hurt, throbbed as his head aches came on.

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@rickdiickulous

   COVERING his mouth; Morty felt his throat tighten. What was this? This reaction? Why was he crying? His head pounded. Tears welped up in his eyes and started to spill over as he backed up into the wall. who was this man? why was he fucking here? He had no right.  no right at all.  This makes No sense. His voice squeaked out ---     ❛ y-you’re dead.  ❜

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dimensixncomplex |

“Hehe, ye,,ah. It’s an interdepartmental thing… as I- I was told.”

𝓣he other told the confused duplicate. Rubbing the back of his head he gave a small smile and a nervous giggle. The other seemed roughly around 17 to 18 years of age. He looked good.

     ❛ Inter.... depart... mental... thing? Wh-wha-what? What the h-hell is that?  ❜

   As he spoke to his... Twin? what is this? this was so new. like really  new.  would it be his twin? he didn’t know. Swallowing hard once again  he held his arm, tightening his grip. This wasn’t something he was  used to.     ❛ I, I must be high a-again... Oh geez.  ❜