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morty’s  gonna  be  moving  over  here  this  week!  @bravest​

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morty’s  gonna  be  moving  over  here  this  week!  @bravest​

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@veroxins​  sent  bullet  train :   “  oh  shit,  who  the  fuck  did  i  kill?  ”

“  oh,  shit.  ”  that’s  certainly  going  to  present  a  problem  in  the  near  future,  and  morty  doesn’t  plan  to  still  be  in  this  same  galaxy  by  the  time  the  inevitable  consequences  of  the  other’s  action  rear  their  ugly  heads.

taking  several  decisive  strides  back  from  the  corpse  splayed  out  on  the  desk  before  them,  the  teenager  glances  over  to  the  girl  with  his  mouth  agape  in  bewilderment,  and  a  flash  of  open  disbelief  works  it’s  way  across  his  visage  at  her  query.  

bright  green  blood  and  chartreuse  viscera  rapidly  pools  and  paints  over  the  bureau’s  metallic  finish,  and  begins  dripping  off  the  edges.  if  he  had  to  guess,  he’d  say  they  have  mere  minutes  to  start  making  distance  before  a  guard  comes  back  around,  uncovers  this  unfortunate  development,  and  has  an  entire  fucking  army  on  their  ass  in  an  overblown  act  of  retaliation.

“  wh-  what?!  what  do  you  mean,  who  did  you  kill?!  that’s-  that  was-  jesus  christ,  no,  there’s-  there’s  no  time.  listen.  i’m,  i’m  getting  the  fuck  out  of  here,  and-  and  you  should  be,  y’know,  doin’  the  same!  y-  you’re  a  war  criminal  here  now,  do  you  get  that?!  y-  you  don’t  wanna  know  what  the  tortures  are  like  here!  i-  it’s,  it’s  some  messed  up  shit!  ”

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𝐁𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍

cursing, violence, all that good shit. feel free to adjust as you please!

you never know what horrible fate your bad luck has saved you from

thank you for taking the job on such short notice.

you are getting the new and improved me.

you put peace out in the world, you get peace back.

you don't have bad luck.

it's good luck. it's all in how you frame it.

you picked me second?

you have the strangest requests.

hey, this is nice!

it's like I got a compulsion or something.

I have to take it if I see it.

a goldfish biscuit? I mean, I don't understand it.

why didn't you tell me to bring that gun?

you're bleeding, mate.

oh shit, who the fuck did I kill?

I don't bleed.

what the fuck is wrong with you?

they're adaptable, like me.

no one likes lemons.

what's the catch? there's always a catch.

oh well, look at this! sleeping beauty!

technically, we're outside contractors.

you ever watch thomas the tank engine?

I always bring my stickers with me, you know that.

I wanna fucking strangle you right now.

why do you always bring swords?

that wasn't our fault.

you sound nervous.

you're overthinking it.

you're under-thinking it.

my job is to keep you safe.

I plan on completing my job.

the case, go get me the fucking case.

he doesn't need a reason to kill people like you; he needs a reason not to.

that's fucking confusing.

you came here to kill me.

you're going to want to hear the whole story, or you'll be very, very sorry.

three words describe our situation right now; do you know what they are?

family's more important than money, right?

let me put this bluntly: there's this soulless psychotic leader with the largest criminal organization on the planet shoved right inside our fucking ass cheeks.

if you mention that one more time I'm going to shoot you in the fucking face.

he asked for pros who wouldn't fuck up.

what do you want?

I'm not in someone else's story, you're all in mine.

deny it all you want, but you work for someone who works for someone else, et cetera et cetera.

I don't know what you think I can do for you.

you're going to kill him for me.

you look so tense.

that sounds dark as shit.

nut up or shut up, bro.

right, so: slight change of plans.

you stabbed me?!

I came here for revenge.

can we just take a time-out here?

I will ruin your life the way you ruined mine.

you are fuckin' excused.

it sounds so easy when you say it.

I'm really good with faces.

we have to have a hard discussion about the caliber of people we're surrounding ourselves with.

why are we whispering?

this rude enough for you, you fucking prick?

shove that hat up your asshole, you hear me?

there's a gun underneath this table pointed right at you.

I' can't really hear what you're saying.

I'm just fucking with you, mate.

who the fuck are you?

you look like every white homeless man I've ever seen.

you shot me. you shot me twice.

I shoot a lot of people.

you also have a shootable face.

I've forgiven, I've moved on.

I've always been lucky.

every day is a fucking headache with you, innit?

what's your plan here?

I'd like to accept your offer.

simple is better.

I ain't got the time or the patience, let alone the interest.

are you following me?

eat a bag of dicks!

I'm not a diesel, you're a diesel.

jesus christ, you had a bit of a bosh.

would you describe me as someone who lives in perpetual anxiety?

wanna make an easy two hundred bucks?

is this like, a sex thing?

all right, game's up.

the innocent young girl act really doesn't get you very far if you're holding a gun.

I wanted to handle it myself.

you can't control what fate has in store for us.

we're not finished.

this is a complete waste of my time.

unlike you, I'm a professional.

get the fuck off my back, will ya?

we need to deal with that twat right fucking now.

be careful, something else is going on here.

I'm never wrong.

you shoot first, come up with the answers later.

you be careful.

we need boundaries.

I knew my luck would rub off on you.

if the gun doesn't kill him, the case will.

I brought you here to fail.

it's a stupid plan.

it's a brilliant plan.

whatever deal was made, it wasn't done with the normal channels.

there's something else going on here.

did you just say whack?

you're really proud of yourself, aren't you?

you sure you don't want to talk this out?

for what it's worth, you seem like a right fucking asshole and I'm glad you're going to fucking die with me.

why did you even bother trying?

I don't think they were in the market for fucking dildos and pantyhose.

I'll do what you want.

you don't know anything about life or how hard it is.

I haven't seen anything like that, I think I'd remember.

I still need a fall guy.

you got a better idea, do you?

I'm finding it very hard to follow this story.

I'm sorry, I get captivated by white girl tears.

I'm really good at reading people and something tells me that you are just not fucking right.

am I dreaming?

I don't know how to shoot a gun.

you are really good, you sure you didn't study?

how do you do that? it's really unbelievable!

I'm glad you enjoyed the performance.

take that, punk!

you bitch!

you gotta be better prepared!

I'm mansplaining again.

you don't seem like a religious person.

you want me to hold your hand?

are you lying on the ground in the fetal position?

how do you always know what I'm doing?

get off your fucking lazy ass and come here and finish the job yourself.

I want to look into your eyes when I kill you.

I'm so happy to see you.

please help me!

I'm sorry darling, I don't know who the fuck you are.

a pretty girl makes a good hostage.

keep your fucking knickers on.

there's been a diesel causing all sorts of fucking havoc.

it was you the whole fucking time!

what the fuck are you doing?

he said he was going to kill you and blame everything on you.

no one's going to hurt you.

we've got to go, right now!

I don't want to be alone, please!

it's not your fault.

you've got your whole life ahead of you.

make sure you do something that brings you peace.

you're not going to let me get hurt? be honest.

you're creeping me out.

I have survived much more and much worse than you.

I'll fucking kill him myself!

her intentions with you were not honorable.

a blind man could see you were the one in the dark.

I did not need to do anything; fate will do what it wills.

fate for me is just another word for bad luck.

I returned home and found nothing except ash and blood.

he had taken everything from me.

I went into hiding and I looked for a way to strike him out without endangering what I had left.

I did not think fate would ever give me the chance to make things right.

everything that's ever happened to you has lead you here.

that's a shit deal.

am I in hell?

where the fuck is my brother?

I'll shoot you in the fucking throat next time!

I'm fast to kick your ass, I swear to god!

we prepare together or we die alone.

if fate wills, I will get my revenge.

I'll get is the fuck out of here.

what are you going to do?

I'm going to buy us some time.

I came to see you and to make you finally see me.

I built myself up from the nothing you gave me.

I was the one who deserved your attention. your love.

you have never been part of my plan.

I got a bad feeling about this.

why does it always gotta be us to do this shit?

why do you do what you do?

nothing in life is an accident.

I will always come for you.

if you do not control your fate, it will control you.

why are you here?

I do not know why you are here, but move out of my way.

I'm sorry I shot you twice.

you are not ruled by strength, you are ruled by fear.

just let it go, bro!

what is with this fucked-up family?

you need some suggested reading, if I may.

was that karma?

did you come to rescue me?

did you need rescuing?

what's happening to your face? are you crying?

do you think maybe there was a little head trauma?

I think you were right about one thing.

maybe you've learned something after all.

take a fucking bow!

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I don't have "trust" issues. I have "I've see this before and I know how it ends" issues.

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𝐊𝐍𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐔𝐓

trigger warnings apply, adjust as needed.

the police have a few more questions.

how are you doing?

it's lots of this and not knowing what to do next.

you're part of this family.

how you doing, kiddo?

I thought you should have been there.

I was outvoted.

he was so hairy, and I've dated italian guys!

are you leaving?

everyone idolizes their dad, right?

where do you come up with that?

why are we doing all of this again?

I read a tweet about a new yorker article about you.

you're famous!

I know who you are.

I read your profile in the new yorker and I found it delightful.

why are you here?

it's just not the same.

are you baiting me?

that's where the real money is.

this is not how I wanted to have this conversation.

you tell her, or I will.

that's none of your business.

I don't know how this mix-up happened.

please, you don't understand.

I know it will hurt, but it's all for the best.

my mind's made up.

just the thought of lying makes me puke.

I feel like I shouldn't be here.

it makes no damn sense.

we are not breaking tradition on my birthday!

you really love drama, huh?

you wanna do drugs?

you know, this is an interesting and efficient method of murder.

I need to write this down.

listen to me!

I thought I heard something.

what do you want me to do?

you've got to be kidding me.

I keep waiting for the big reveal.

those two things don't even conflate.

don't point at me!

I'm warning you!

financially, I'd like to help you out.

I stayed hoping to speak to you a little bit more.

I trust your kind heart.

how about it, watson?

you do as I say and everything will be just fine, I promise.

sweet beans!

what is this? what's this arrangement?

it's funny you're here at all.

why are you even bothering?

we gotta do this more often.

this might be the best thing that could ever happen to you.

nothing good is ever easy.

eat shit!

what do we have here?

this can't be legal.

you little bitch!

did you know about this?

were you in on this from the beginning?

I totally understand what you must be feeling right now.

okay, seriously though, what the hell?

it's the only thing that makes sense.

[name], tell me everything.

did you just google that?

I suspect foul play.

I don't care if I go to jail.

you've come this far, let me help you go all the way.

you should do whatever you think is right.

I won't let that happen.

how do you know all this stuff?

[name], do you hear me?

do you regret helping me yet?

this is going well.

I feel like I swallowed bees.

I couldn't do this without you.

that was the dumbest car chase of all time.

I don't know what you want.

we have to figure it out, right here, right now.

you did this!

you won't get away with this!

this will tie everything up.

you're not much of a detective, are you?

you make a pretty lousy murderer.

perhaps we deserve each other.

you've always been good to me.

that was certainly not what I was expecting at all.

why did you hire me?

you can't be that crazy.

that's some heavy duty conjecture.

you are guilty of nothing but a few amateur theatrics.

are you back again already?

this is stupid with two o's.

you have not a shred of evidence.

in for a penny, in for a pound.

I knew you were guilty as shit.

don't you come near me!

I'm going to say this just to you.

you think I'm not going to fight to protect my home?

oh shut up!

yeah, I killed them.

what do you got on me?

you'll see just how much hell I can wreak on your life.

I have a feeling you'll follow your heart.

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I feel like I don’t say this enough, but

FUCK!! FUUUUCK FUCK FUCK!!! WHAT THE FUCK!! WHAT IS GOING ON!!

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countlessrealities​.

Rick barely spares a glance at the money that are set on the counter for him to take. By now that’s all he needs to assess if he’s being paid what he’s owned or not. The Morty has gotten the amount wrong, even if not of much, but he doesn’t say anything. He doesn’t need much to survive and he has more than enough to keep the bar open anyway.

So, he just relinquishes his grip on the glass, allowing the boy to have it without further delay. So the kid not only isn’t Rickless as he had already guessed, but he doesn’t live on the Citadel. Well, that explains a lot. Why he is so independent without being some street stray or wearing some kind of uniform. And also the different casual clothes.

Mortys who still live with their family always look different, even if just subtly, in either appearances or behaviour, from the ones you can find on the Citadel.

Haunting memories from what feels like another life threaten to burst in his consciousness, but he quickly stomps them down. He’ll have all the time to torment himself after his shift.

“N-No, it doesn’t,” he replies with a brief shrug, reaching out to grab another glass. Things will be slow for a little while, he can afford to indulge. And even if he couldn’t, he would do it anyway. He is far too sober to deal with this particular Morty. There’s something about him…

“Or-Or it didn’t till you told me you’re not a local,” he hurried to add, trying to chase away thoughts. “T-Things around here work differently. S-Seeing a Morty on his own is almost as normal as s-seeing them with their Rick. E-Even when they are in a bar drinking.”

He fills his own glass with the contents of another bottle, something that smells much stronger than what he has given the teen…even if he definitely has not served him some watered down shit either.

“G-Great to know that there’s still plenty of asshole Ricks out there too,” he muses, lifting his glass a little in a mock toast, before downing its contents all in one go.

“S-So, are you playing errand boy for your Rick or-or is this some rebellious stunt? G-Grabbed his portal gun without permission to go to a place he hates?” His lips curl in the shadow of a bitter grin. “An-And don’t worry, I won’t snitch. I-I don’t really like Ricks.”

Himself included. If something, he is the one he hates the most.

“  yeah ...  i  guess  they  do.  ”  a  motion  is  almost  made  to  extend  a  sympathetic  sentiment  to  the  other  for,  you  know,  having  to  actively  fucking  live  on  the  shitadel  and  experience  it  all  firsthand,  but  c-136  quashes  the  urge  swiftly  and  thinks  nothing  more  of  it.  the  last  thing  a  rick  wants  from  a  morty  is---  well,  anything  that  could  be  perceived  as  pity.  he  knows  better  than  to  expend  the  flicker  of  compassion  in  his  chest  on  one  of  them.  

he  huffs  in  a  restrained  show  of  amusement  and  raises  his  own  glass  back  despite  himself,  before  knocking  the  drink  back.  it  burns  in  his  throat  unpleasantly,  but  the  brief  pain  is  a  comforting  one-  the  tension  of  his  frame  eases  ever  so  slightly,  his  wholly  unyielding  expression  begins  to  soften  around  the  edges.  his  perpetual  teenage  anger  tends  to  mercifully  subside  once  under  the  influence---  unless,  y’know,  deliberately  exacerbated.

“  i’m  always  playing  errand  boy  whenever  i  drag  my  ass  here.  ”  well ...  nine  times  out  of  ten,  at  any  rate.  a  rueful  grin  cracks  across  the  boy’s  visage  despite  himself.  “  there  are  way  better  places  to  go  and  ‘rebel’  than  the  shitadel.  cooler  stunts  to  pull.  and  my  rick  doesn’t  really  hate  this  place  anyway.  ”  not  exactly.  he’ll  stop  short  there  before  he  puts  his  foot  in  it.  

morty  fidgets  with  his  empty  cup  absentmindedly,  but  makes  no  motion  to  ask  for  another  just  yet.  he  always  at  least  tries  to  pace  himself.

“  i’ve  got  my  own.  portal  gun,  i  mean.  i-  i  made  it.  take---  take  a  wild  guess  how  impressed  rick  was  with  that  shit  trick.  ”  reverse  engineered  it,  but-  same  thing.  no  need  to  mince  words.  his  brows  lift  as  self-deprecation  pours  from  his  grandfather’s  alternate,  expression  unreadable,  and  c-136  rolls  his  shoulders  into  a  shrug.  “  m-  makes  two  of  us.  ”

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sacrilamb​.

ovtsa grunts with effort, kicking a charger jellyfish from the sharpened edge of her battle-axe, the creature’s body slumping to the floor with one final gurgling breath, corpse then melting away. she sighs thank -fully, ‘that was the last of them’, she thinks, 'this room is clear’. ✝️

after picking up her bit of loot, she moves onto the next–it’s seem -ingly empty at first, and she almost lets her guard down: then, the soft pop, pop, pop, of bubbles. all at once, she’s ready to go again. ✝️ she raises her axe, but. takes pause, realizing the other had instead opted for cover, perhaps this was someone friendly? she begins looking around. ✝️

“ hello? ” she speaks, voice surprisingly soft, considering her rather battle-worn appearance, “ is someone there? i will not harm you. ” a pause, she shifts her weapon in her hands, it reverts, turning back into a crown, which she places upon her head once more. ✝️

“ see? no more weapon. ” ✝️

the  teenager  adjusts  his  grip  on  his  gun,  still  not  particularly  set  at  ease  despite  this  rapid  de-escalation  of  this  situation.  it’s  really  kind  of  a  dick  move  to  maintain  his  upper  hand  with  the  weapon  still  in  grasp,  but  it  tends  to  be  the  dick  moves  that  keep  you  from  dying  unceremoniously  at  the  hands  of  a  creature  way  more  powerful  than  you,  so.  forgive  his  apprehension.

his  gaze  darts  to  regard  the  crown  now  perched  upon  the  other’s  head  briefly  ---  he  could  swear  the  eye  emblazoned  on  it  squints  his  way  suspiciously  ---  and  his  expression  contorts  into  a  grimace.

what,  royalty?  get  him  the  hell  out  of  here.  nothing  good  ever  comes  from  getting  all  entangled  in  any  monarchist  bullshit,  y’know.  (his  inner  monologue  sounds  a  lot  like  rick  talking  right  now.  he’s  gonna  go  ahead  and  ignore  that  uncomfortable  revelation.)  perhaps  the  only  thing  that  keeps  him  from  firing  a  portal  under  his  feet  and  making  a  rapid  exit  from  this  side  of  reality  is  how  softly  his  newfound  company  speaks.  

man ...  fine.  he’s  not  underestimating  how  quickly  this  could  go  south,  though---  just  for  posterity.  c-136  rises  to  his  feet  and  straightens  up.  the  gun  is  neatly  folded  with  the  same  ease  one  might  manipulate  a  sheet  of  paper,  and  slipped  into  the  pocket  of  his  jeans  with  ease  once  it’s  comfily  compartmentalised.

“  um ...  just ...  just-  me.  ”  that’s  one  way  to  introduce  yourself,  morty.  a  pitiful,  obviously  distrustful,  way-  but  a  way  for  sure.  

idly,  he  finds  himself  wondering  if  the  sight  of  him  is  freaking  the  lamb  out,  whereas  morty  himself  can  pretty  much  take  this  oddity  onboard  in  stride  considering  all  he  sees  on  a  daily  basis.  he’s  not  stumbled  across  any  humans  during  his  expedition  of  this  realm.  feels  like  humanity’s  not  exactly  a  thing  here.  hazel  hues  have  to  peer  right  down  to  regard  the  sheep,  but  there’s  not  much  he  can  do  about  the  sizeable  difference  in  their  stature ...

“  i’m  not ...  uh,  looking-  looking  for,  y’know-  trouble,  or  anything.  not  even  a  little.  j-  just  wanted  to,  y’know,  to  take  a  look  around!  but  if  that’s  not  cool,  um,  i-  i  can  go!  i’ll  go,  for  sure.  i  dunno  if-  i  mean,  the  crown,  and  all,  maybe  you ...  like,  rule  over  this  place?  ...  and  i’m  not  here  to-  to  question  that.  or  anything.  again.  no  trouble.  ”

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---and  the  thing  that  makes  it  even  more  poignant  is  that  it  could  just  as  easily  have  been  the  other  way  around!!  

morty  himself  might  have  been  inclined  to  lean  into  the  practice  of  exchanging  glances  with  rick  when  beth  misses  a  point,  agreed  that  she  cannot  reason  the  way  they  do---  if  rick  had  just  been  even  the  slightest  bit  more  capable  of  swallowing  his  ego  and  connecting  with  morty  over  their  shared  intelligence  from  the  day  he  first  moved  in.  

in  a  sense,  it’s  been  so  good  for  morty’s  general  morality  and  overall  sense  of  compassion  that  him  and  rick  have  never  been  particularly  close  or  bonded  over  shared  knowledge,  even  if  it’s  made  him ...  incredibly  mentally  ill  in  the  process  💀 

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i  am  literally  always  thinking  about  this  one  snippet  from  one  of  my  pinterest  boards  and  how  well  it  correlates  with  the  dynamics  c-136  has  with  beth  and  rick ...  

“often  father  and  daughter  look  down  upon  (morty)  together.  they  exchange  meaningful  glances  when  he  misses  a  point.  they  agree  that  he  is  not  as  bright  as  they  are,  cannot  reason  as  they  do.  this  does  not  save  the  daughter  from  morty’s  fate.”

i’ve  talked  a  lot  about  how  for  c-136  beth,  morty  has  really  always  been  more  of  a  means  to  an  end  than  her  child---  he’s  a  tie  to  rick  that  she  can  grip  to  desperately  to  keep  her  from  being  left  behind  altogether  again  the  way  she  once  was.  

just  like  the  snippet  describes,  it  was  always  easy  for  her  to  take  rick’s  side  on  matters  for  easy  endearment  from  her  father,  and  she  prioritised  bonding  with  him  in  this  very  fucked  up  way  over  how  her  son  might  feel  about  constantly  being  picked  at  by  the  two  of  them.  

but  just  the  same  as  the  snippet  concludes,  it’s  a  fruitless  effort  for  her.  all  the  time  she  spends  clutching  for  connection  with  her  father  is  not  saving  her  from  the  fate  of  being  the  more  disposable  one  between  herself  and  morty.  

she’s  not  all  that  special  to  him,  and  she’s  certainly  not  exempt  herself  from  rick’s  occasional  disparagement.  rick  loves  her,  and  all,  but  morty  is  still  the  fixture  in  the  family  he  values  the  most.  beth  subconsciously  understands  that,  and  she  resents  morty  for  it,  which  makes  it  that  much  easier  for  her  to  lean  into  these  sessions  of  looking  down  on  morty  or  snapping  at  him  for  talking  back  to  rick  and  generally  acting  in  ways  that  upset  her  dad.

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7.9.17

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               see  you  on  the  big  screen

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𝟏𝟎𝟎 𝑵𝑶𝑵𝑽𝑬𝑹𝑩𝑨𝑳 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺 .    (  a  collection  of  100  nonverbal  action  prompts .   mature  and  potentially  triggering  themes  are  present .   add  “ + reverse ”  to  swap  assigned  roles . )

∗ o1﹕ sender  tucks  hair  out  of  receiver’s  face . ∗ o2﹕ sender  offers  receiver  a  bite  from  their  fork . ∗ o3﹕ sender  places  their  feet / legs  in  receiver's  lap . ∗ o4﹕ sender  offers  receiver  an  earbud  to  share  their  music . ∗ o5﹕ sender  comforts  receiver  in  the  aftermath  of  a  nightmare . ∗ o6﹕ sender  gives  receiver  company  in  the  hospital . ∗ o7﹕ sender  wraps  their  arms  around  a  hysterical  receiver  to  calm  them . ∗ o8﹕ sender  shows  up  at  receiver’s  home  late  at  night . ∗ o9﹕ sender  falls  asleep  leaning  against  receiver . ∗ 1o﹕ sender  wields  a  [ gun / knife ]  at  receiver . ∗ 11﹕ sender  runs  their  fingers  through  receiver’s  hair . ∗ 12﹕ sender  invites  receiver  to  dance . ∗ 13﹕ sender  takes  a  [ picture / video ]  of  receiver . ∗ 14﹕ sender  places  their  head  in  receiver’s  lap . ∗ 15﹕ sender  and  receiver  make  eye  contact  across  a  busy  room . ∗ 16﹕ sender  pushes  receiver  against  a  wall  to  kiss  them . ∗ 17﹕ sender  and  receiver  cook  together . ∗ 18﹕ sender  comes  to  receiver  after  being  injured . ∗ 19﹕ sender  sits  in  receiver’s  lap . ∗ 2o﹕ sender  lifts  receiver's  chin ,  invoking  eye  contact . ∗ 21﹕ sender  overtakes  receiver  in  combat . ∗ 22﹕ sender  finds  receiver  [ injured / bloodied ] . ∗ 23﹕ sender  straightens  an  article  of  receiver’s  clothes . ∗ 24﹕ sender  crawls  into  bed  with  receiver . ∗ 25﹕ sender  rolls  their  eyes  at  receiver . ∗ 26﹕ sender  lights  receiver’s  [ cigarette / joint ] . ∗ 27﹕ sender  is  caught  wearing  receiver's  clothes . ∗ 28﹕ sender  strikes  receiver  with  a  pillow . ∗ 29﹕ sender  writes  a  note  on  receiver’s  skin :  [ note ] . ∗ 3o﹕ sender  wraps  a  blanket  around  receiver’s  shoulders . ∗ 31﹕ sender  runs  and  jumps  into  receiver’s  arms . ∗ 32﹕ sender  shoves  receiver  out  of  anger . ∗ 33﹕ sender  hovers  over  receiver’s  shoulder  as  they  complete  a  task . ∗ 34﹕ sender  is  found  by  receiver  somewhere  they  shouldn’t  be . ∗ 35﹕ sender  curls  up  against  receiver  in  their  sleep . ∗ 36﹕ sender  is  found  drunk  by  receiver . ∗ 37﹕ sender  throws  an  item  of  sentiment  bitterly  at  receiver . ∗ 38﹕ sender  joins  receiver  in  the  shower . ∗ 39﹕ sender  is  caught  following  receiver . ∗ 4o﹕ sender  traces  one  of  receiver’s  [ scars / bruises ] . ∗ 41﹕ sender  twines  their  fingers  with  receiver’s . ∗ 42﹕ sender  barges  into  receiver’s  home  unannounced . ∗ 43﹕ sender  kicks  receiver’s  shin  beneath  a  table . ∗ 44﹕ sender  aggressively  shoves  past  receiver . ∗ 45﹕ sender  kisses  receiver’s  [ forehead / cheek ] . ∗ 46﹕ sender  pulls  receiver  out  of  harm’s  way . ∗ 47﹕ sender  is  found  sobbing  by  receiver . ∗ 48﹕ sender  locks  receiver  out  of  their  room . ∗ 49﹕ sender  brings  receiver  [ coffee / tea ]  in  the  morning . ∗ 5o﹕ sender  rests  their  forehead  against  receiver’s . ∗ 51﹕ sender  plays  a  song  for  receiver  that  reminds  them  of  them :  [ song ] . ∗ 52﹕ sender  takes  a  [ punch / stab / bullet ]  meant  for  receiver . ∗ 53﹕ sender  buys  receiver  a  drink  at  a  bar . ∗ 54﹕ sender  needs  receiver’s  help  getting  in  the  bath . ∗ 55﹕ sender  and  receiver  cross  paths  in  the  kitchen  late  at  night . ∗ 56﹕ sender  twists  receiver’s  arm  behind  their  back . ∗ 57﹕ sender  winks  at  receiver . ∗ 58﹕ sender  is  found  collapsed  by  receiver . ∗ 59﹕ sender  prevents  an  injured  receiver  from  getting  up . ∗ 6o﹕ sender  claps  a  hand  over  receiver’s  mouth  to  silence  them . ∗ 61﹕ sender  cages  receiver  against  a  [ wall / the floor ]  with  their  arms . ∗ 62﹕ sender  storms  away  from  receiver  during  an  argument . ∗ 63﹕ sender  is  found  by  receiver  sleeping  in  receiver’s  bed . ∗ 64﹕ sender  [ applies / touches up ]  receiver’s  makeup . ∗ 65﹕ sender  throws  receiver  into  a  wall  during  combat . ∗ 66﹕ sender  dances  sensually  with  receiver . ∗ 67﹕ sender  strikes  receiver  across  the  face . ∗ 68﹕ sender  places  their  hand  on  receiver’s  leg  while  driving . ∗ 69﹕ sender  pulls  a  chair  out  from  under  receiver . ∗ 7o﹕ sender  catches  receiver’s  wrist  when  they  turn  to  leave . ∗ 71﹕ sender  leaves  an  intimate  mark  on  receiver . ∗ 72﹕ sender  beats  receiver  in  a  video  game . ∗ 73﹕ sender  and  receiver  stand  in  stunned  silence  after  a  fight . ∗ 74﹕ sender  cares  for  receiver  while  they’re  sick . ∗ 75﹕ sender  and  receiver  go  on  a  hike . ∗ 76﹕ sender  is  caught  snooping  in  receiver’s  things . ∗ 77﹕ sender  and  receiver  cuddle  while  watching  television . ∗ 78﹕ sender  throws  something  aggressively  at  receiver . ∗ 79﹕ sender  creeps  up  behind  receiver  to  scare  them . ∗ 8o﹕ sender  and  receiver  go  shopping  together . ∗ 81﹕ sender  helps  receiver  [ dye / style ]  their  hair . ∗ 82﹕ sender  draws  receiver  into  a  kiss  by  the  back  of  their  neck . ∗ 83﹕ sender  is  discovered  having  a  panic  attack  by  receiver . ∗ 84﹕ sender  accidentally  injures  receiver  during  sparring . ∗ 85﹕ sender  grabs  receiver  roughly  by  the  hair . ∗ 86﹕ sender  brings  receiver  to  their  knees  during  combat . ∗ 87﹕ sender  shows  receiver  evidence  of  a  lie  they  told . ∗ 88﹕ sender  winks  [ seductively / mockingly ]  at  receiver . ∗ 89﹕ sender  yells  at  receiver  to  put  their  hands  in  the  air . ∗ 9o﹕ sender  helps  receiver  patch  up  a  wound . ∗ 91﹕ sender  holds  receiver  as  they  cry . ∗ 92﹕ sender  silently  and  angrily  points  receiver  towards  the  door . ∗ 93﹕ sender  gestures  for  receiver  to  sit  down . ∗ 94﹕ sender  pulls  receiver  into  their  lap . ∗ 95﹕ sender  cradles  receiver’s  face . ∗ 96﹕ sender  tackles  receiver  out  of  the  way  of  danger . ∗ 97﹕ sender  has  hidden  an  injury  from  receiver ,  and  receiver  finds  out . ∗ 98﹕ sender  confronts  receiver  about  their  unhealthy  behavior . ∗ 99﹕ sender  proposes  to  receiver . ∗ 1oo﹕ sender  has  just  died ,  receiver  finds  out .

[jeezricks]

with all due respect, which is none,

[jeezricks]

if youve ever been sick of him, youve been evil too