#This rick is not the best and solving problems...

[nekobami]

"And THAT was the best solution you could think on?!"

"I mean..."

[apostle-therock-peter]

"welcome to america" by lecrae is the closest a mainstream christian musician can get to anarchist christian/socialist christian/communist christian without people noticing because they're just grooving to lecrae's masterful flows and the epic beats and "this couldn't happen to me" etc etc etc

[hydrogen-jukebox]

i love watching stuff about tortured genius men cause they're always like im so sad and alone. it's cause i see the world differently, you wouldn't get it. no one ever will. im so special and different they've (other people, definitely not me!!!) put the entire weight of the world on my shoulders and it's unbearable. that's why i had to cheat on my wife or drink too much or do hard drugs or whatever my vice is. it's just so much pressure. you wouldn't understand.

[mwuhhahahaha]

Some of y'all are confusing conductive criticism and straight out hating it bc the book did it better and calling it criticism. Conductive criticism is giving feedback to make what they have better. Not outright saying "it was this way in the book". I agree but how would you adapt it to fit an entire book in 8 eps and less then 45 min long eps bc that would be conductive criticism.

Some of y'all seriously need to accept no book to tv/movie will ever be perfect. Especially how streaming has ruined TV series. Again, keep in mind 8 eps that are barely 45 mins long, you can only shove so much a book with those limitations. If they had 21 eps it would've been better. At least they can flush out certain scenes and other parts of the books that they couldn't shove in 8 eps. Can the story telling be better? Yes. Are there plot holes? Yes. Bc they are limited on time length and # of epes what could Rick done differently. Did I wish they add this scene or that scene in the book? Yes.

Again unless you are taking account the limitations, it's not conductive criticism, it's just an opinion that helps nobody.

"I gave up on the percy jackson series" stfu.

Uncle Rick worked hard on a production that represented everything he originally stood for: his son.

He did not create this world for us, he did not create these characters FOR US. This was his way of helping his son. He made this world, the books, the show, for his son. Not us.

All Uncle Rick ever has been is an amazing father and an amazing writer.

"The casting and show didn't meet my personal preferences" then stop fucking watching. It's not for you. The entire reason this world exists is because a father loved his son so much that he felt he deserved more than just what he loved, but deserved something entirely new created for him.

I'm so sick of people acting as if the riordanverse should meet up to their personal standards. In uncle Rick's eyes, the series is already as perfect as it could possibly get. He is the reason for all the changes, because not only is he trying to make a remake to represent everything it was originally created for, but he's also trying to accommodate for the current media and viewers out there. He is doing everything in his power to make this a good thing, and yet every week there is a new article with the title "Rick Riordan faces criticism on new Percy Jackson Episode". Like did he put all that fucking work in for nothing?! You guys have been begging for an accurate adaption for years, you finally get one, and all you do is scrutinise it? It's just so fucking stupid.

Okay, rant over now, goodnight.

[punkeropercyjackson]

Throws up why does most of the Pjo fandom act like Nico and Percy ever hated eachother or never solved the problems in their relathionship when Rick never wrote that,he just says he did and gaslight us through non-existent text.Nico was only mean to Percy because he was trying to protect himself and his internalized homophobia was messing with his head and Percy was never mean to Nico at all,whenever she thought something negative of him she didn't speak on it to not hurt his feelings and not ONCE did she even consider giving up on him throught all of Botl and Tlo not out of not pity or obligation but pure platonic/found family love for him.Literally the only toxicity in their friendship was Nico viewing Percy in a romantic light and the consequences coming with it but once he realized she's not the man he thought she was based on idealizing her,they were finally able to be proper friends again,like they'd wanted to since the beginning,all the way back in Ttc.Percy's not homophobic,she's a trans woman Nico had misderected attraction to because she was uncracked and she also compared her treatment of him to acting like Sally does towards her i.e Nico and Percy are a wild child and team mom/middle brother and eldest daughter dynamic in addition to the actually healthy intergenerational best friends aspects of them.They never hated eachother!!Nico is too much of Percy and Percy is too much of Nico for them to ever be unloved by one another and THAT'S what Rick actually wrote them as regardless of his intentions!!!!!Nico and Percy means 'We met once and you loved me.We met twice and you tried to hate me and neither of us wanted to.We met again and we both can't stop colliding on purpose.We met once and you loved me.Can you do that again?I've always loved you on purpose,even when you thought you didn't deserve me.I want all the pieces of you,not the fragments you show to look infallable,you're my sibling and one i chose,you are a piece of me and i can't be incomplete,you're a tear in my heart and i want to patch us up together for eternity.I don't want to exist if it means me without you'

[kennarose1108]

My World (Negan Smith x Reader !DAUGHTER OF RICK) !PART 3!

PART 1 PART 2

*WARNING! THIS PART HAS GOES INTO DETAIL OF SEXUAL ASSAULT*

"I don't need an escort." You say with your arms wrapped firmly around your chest in anger. "It's a bodyguard and yes you do. I'm not arguing about this anymore." Negan says with a small roll of his eyes as he walks around the room, getting himself ready to leave.

"I'm a big girl Negan, I can handle myself." You say. Negan sighs in frustration, "Two people were killed on the premises. I'm not taking any chances." He says while throwing on his leather jacket. "Didn't the person who did that escape?" You ask. Negan sighed and held the bridge of his nose in annoyance before turning to you. "Enough Y/N. When my mind is set it is damn set and you know that." Negan says. You groan and throw yourself back down onto the bed so you are lying down. "...Can I at least pick who's going to be hovering over my shoulder all day?" You say while staring up at the ceiling. "No," Negan says without hesitation. You groan again. Negan sighs, "Listen, Arat is going to be with you as much as she can and you like Arat." Negan says while sitting down on the bed next to you.

"But Arat is one of my best, if not the best, solider I got. So I'll have to trade her out with other people." Negan explains. "Dwight?" You ask while turning your head to look at him. Negan chuckles, "No. Douchebag got himself into a hole for letting my puppy out." Negan says with a shit-eating grin. "Well, who does that leave? ...Oh god no don't say Simon, Jesus no." You say with a cringe. Negan chuckles at your words. "No. David will." He says. You groan loudly, "Ohhhh god! That's even worse!" You put your face into your hands and continue to groan. Negan smirks and leans his head back, "What's wrong with David?" Negan asks. "Jesus- what's not wrong with David? He's a creep, annoying, a weirdo, and he's loud and obnoxious." You say while looking back at him.

"Well, I'm loud and obnoxious too and you seem to like me." He says with a grin. "That's because you have a charm. David has no redeeming qualities." You say. Negan leans closer to you, his grin widening. "I have a charm?" He asks. You roll your eyes, "Ugh... Of course, that's the only thing you heard in that sentence. You totally missed the whole 'I hate David' part." You say. "Oh! How about Laura? I like Laura." You say with a hopeful look on your face. Negan slowly shakes his head, "Nope. She's gotta watch over Mr. Smartypants." Negan says. You groan again, "Goddd... I'll just lock myself in here forever." You say with a sigh. "Great. Problem solved then." Negan says while standing on his feet.

You glare a him, "That was supposed to make you feel bad." Negan chuckles. "I know." He says with a smirk before he bent down to kiss you on your lips. You turned your cheek to him and tried to suppress the smile that wanted to form on your lips. Negan chuckles, "Is that how it's gonna be?" He asks, just barely a few inches away from your face.

A smirk formed on your lips. Negan bent down further, his lips now barely above the skin under your ear as he whispered, "If you keep acting like a brat I'll have to punish you y'know..." As he spoke you could feel his lips brushing along your sensitive skin. A chill went down your spine and you suck in a shaky breath. "Maybe I want to be punished..." You whispered. Negan's grin somehow widened and he let out a low and dark chuckle, "Hm... Darlin'... I don't think you understand what you do to me." He whispers.

Negan then grabs your jaw and forces your face to look back at him. Before you could even react he slammed his lips onto yours, pulling you into a hungry kiss. The kiss was sloppy and rough. He kissed you like he was starving. Like he hadn't eaten in days and you were a four-course meal. But he couldn't do this forever, he had business to attend to.

Before he pulled away he bit down harshly on your bottom lip. You groaned in surprise and a bit of pain. When he pulled away a line of spit kept you two together until it broke when he was far enough away. You reached your hand up and touched your swollen and throbbing lip.

"Don't worry. I didn't break the skin." He says with a smug grin. "I'll see you later." He says with a wink while rubbing your cheek with his fingers. He straightened himself up, giving you one last good look before walking to the door and leaving.

"Douchebag..." You mumble under your breath.

After about an hour you were getting hungry. So you got dressed and walked out of the room. When you walked out you were met with David. He stepped in front of you with a smirk on his face, "Where you goin'?" He asks. You furrowed your eyebrows, "Really? He's having you guarding the door? Jesus..." You say in annoyance. "I'm getting something to eat. Move." You hissed while pushing him aside and walking down the hall. David followed closely behind and you tried to keep your annoyance suppressed but it was difficult.

You were walking fast, trying to keep your distance between you and David. "Slow down," David ordered from behind you. You rolled your eyes and ignored him. Then David forcefully grabbed your elbow and yanked you back. You spun your head around and snatched your arm out of his grip. "Don't touch me." You hissed.

"Or what?" He asks with a chuckle. You glare at him, "Don't. Touch. Me." You repeat in a more threatening tone of voice. "I wouldn't have to touch you if you listened," David says while stepping close to you and getting in your face. You glared daggers at him and you shook your head gently.

"Whatever..." You mumble before turning around and continuing to walk.

When you finished eating your breakfast you decided you wanted to walk outside to get some fresh air. This day was stressful for you and you wanted to get a breather. "Where are you going?" David asks with an annoyed huff. "Outside. Is that a crime now?" You ask. "Why the fuck are you going outside?" David asks. You stopped walking and turned to glare at him, "Isn't your job just to follow me around? Why the hell are you asking me questions? Just do whatever job Negan assigned you and stop talking to me." You say before turning back around and walking outside.

David glared at you before following you. As you walked around slowly outside around the gate you sighed in relaxation and enjoyed the feeling of the hot sun on your skin. It would be perfect if there weren't hoards of dead people walking around outside of the gate.

But your peaceful was so interrupted, "So... Y/N, I have a few questions." David says. You sighed in annoyance, "What?" David smirks. "Are you happy with Negan?" David asks. This question made you stop in your tracks. "Excuse me?" You ask while turning around. "Does he satisfy you?" David asks with a grin. You squinted your eyes and gave him a look of disgust. "None of your goddamn business." You say while turning around so you can continue walking... But David stopped you.

He grabbed your arms and shoved you against one of the sanctuary walls. "The fu- LET GO!" You yelled. "Oh c'mon... We don't gotta hate each other..." David says with a smirk. His hands squeezed tightly on your arms and you winced, "STOP!" You shouted. "I can make you feel good. Better than he can." David says while trailing his fingers along your side. "Fuck off!" You yelled while shoving him away. You turned to run off but he grabbed you again.

One of his hands grabbed one of your wrists and pinned them to the side of your head while his other hand forcefully grabbed your jaw and slammed your head back into the wall. You let out a small cry on impact as the wind was knocked out of you.

"Listen here you little bitch. The more you fight, the more I enjoy myself. So if I were you, I'd just do what you're told." He says angrily while squeezing your jaw tightly. His touch was so much different than Negan's... When Negan had his hand on your jaw earlier it was gentle and full of love... David's touch was harsh, cold, and full of anger.

"Just stop fighting and I'll give you the time of your life," David says in a low tone of voice. "Stop! I-I'll tell Negan what you're doing!" You say with fear in your eyes. "Hm... Who do you think he'll believe? The one who hates the other one and will do anything to get that person off their back or the one who's just trying to do their job?" David says with a chuckle. "He'll believe me." You hissed. "Mm... I doubt it." David mumbled. "You see, Negan has known me a lot longer than you sweetheart. Plus, when I'm done with you you'll be begging for more." David says with a smirk.

The hand that was on your jaw went down your body and he began to undo your belt. You took this opportunity to swing your head forward and smash your head against his nose. He yelled out loud and held his nose in pain as he stumbled back. You turned and ran back into the sanctuary. "FUCKING BITCH!" David screamed while storming back into the sanctuary behind you.

You ran through the sanctuary, David close behind you. You wanted to run to Negan, but you had no idea where he was. He could be anywhere or even not at the sanctuary at all. So, you ran to the only other place that made you feel safe...

The bedroom.

You were far away from the bedroom... You just had to make sure he didn't catch you before you made it there and he was catching up to you quickly. Adrenaline pumped into your veins which helped you run faster.

David yelled at you, telling you to come back. When you heard him right on your trail you finally saw the door to your bedroom. Your eyes widen with hope... But then David grabbed you again. He grabbed your upper arm and yanked you back. You screamed and reached back, scratching your nails across his face. He yelled in pain and stumbled back again. You quickly ran to the door and opened it before slamming it shut, locking it behind you.

David banged against the door and your breath was shaky as you slowly backed away from the door. He kicked the door one last time before giving up and grumbling to himself. Your body trembled in fear as you slowly sat down at the end of your bed. The only thought that went through your mind was;

'...How the hell am I going to explain this to Negan?'

As you waited for Negan you paced around the room, biting your nails nervously. This wasn't going to end well and you knew it...

The door knob jiggled and you froze and stared at it in fear. You thought David was trying to make his way back in again. "Darlin'?" Negan's voice says through the door. You sigh in relief and walk over to the door. You unlocked it and walked back to where you were previously standing. Negan opens the door and scans your body over. He saw how tense you were and how nervous you looked. "What's going on?" He asks curiosity and concern in his voice. "Um... Can... Can you sit down?" You ask while motioning to the edge of the bed. He squints his eyes and looks at you up and down, "Okay... Why?" He asks while leaning Lucille against the wall next to the door and slowly moving to the end of the bed.

"Um... Because this will be easier to explain when you're not looming over me." You say with a nervous chuckle. Negan continues to stare at you before he slowly sits down. You stared at him for a moment before pacing back and forth again nervously. You bit the nail on your thumb and tried thinking of the best way to say this to him without him getting all murdery...

He watched you walk back and forth for a moment before getting annoyed, "Y/N. Tell me. Now." He ordered, his eyes getting darker. You stopped in your tracks and looked at him nervously, "Promise me you won't get mad... Please." You begged, your eyes glazing over with tears. He squinted his eyes again. "Don't give me a reason to get mad then." He says. You give him a pleading look and he sighs deeply, "I promise..." He mutters.

You take in a shaky breath and lower your hand from your lips. "U-Um... Okay well... It started this morning," You say. "I got up to get some breakfast and David was guarding the door... When I left he was telling me to slow down and I ignored him. It made him upset and he forcefully grabbed my elbow and yanked me back..." You explain.

You couldn't make full eye contact with Negan, you just gave his eyes some glances before looking around the room nervously. But even in those glances you already noticed him getting pissed off.

You shift around nervously, "But... I held my ground and everything went okay until we went outside..." Your body began to tremble in fear. Fear of how Negan would react... Stupidly part of your brain worried about David's words... You were worried that Negan wouldn't believe you and take David's side. But the other side of your brain was scared that he would believe you... You knew he would raise hell upon David and everybody in his path.

"He started asking me these... Questions. Like if I was happy with you and if you," You swallowed the lump in your throat before continuing. "Satisfied me." You say with disgust and a cringe on your face. "What?" Negan hisses in a low tone of voice while standing to his feet. You take a step back and look around the room nervously, "This is where this issue ends right?" He asks, anger laced into his voice. You open your mouth to say something but nothing comes out... Negan's eyes widened and his eyebrows rose, "...What else happened?" His voice was low and menacing... Like he was ready to pounce at any second.

Your breath was shaky and you stood there nervously, "Y/N-" "He pushed me against the wall." You say while interrupting him. You had to get this out quickly. "He started saying things like he could make me feel better than you could. I tried fighting him off but he grabbed me by the jaw and slammed the back of my head into the wall." You say with your voice cracking with emotion.

"He said 'The more you fight the more I enjoy it'. I then told him I'd tell you and he said you wouldn't believe me and you'd believe him..." Your body trembled as you spoke, your gaze was to the floor and you didn't know what Negan's reaction was at the moment, and in all honesty... You didn't want to know.

"The hand that was on my jaw lowered down and he tried undoing my belt..." You say before pausing as your voice cracks while you fight back tears. You cleared your throat before continuing, "I was able to get out of his hold and run off. He caught me once before I made it here but I scratched him across the face. He banged against the door before giving up..." You felt a weight off your shoulders after you finished telling him your story.

As you sighed in relief after finally getting this over with a tear fell from your eye. The room fell into a deep, threatening, and slightly awkward silence. You finally built up the courage to slowly move your eyes up to meet his gaze. When your eyes met his gaze you were a bit startled to see him staring back at you with a blank look on his face. You two stared at each other for a moment before you decided to speak up... But he beat you to it.

"So... He tried to rape you?" Negan asks, the blank stare still on his face. You slowly nodded. He continued to stare at you for a moment before taking a deep breath and looking off to the side. He was thinking for a moment, about what you didn't know...

He then broke the silence again,

"I'm gonna kill him."

He turned to the door and grabbed the Lucille. "Wait! Please don't!" You begged while grabbing his wrist. He spun around with a look of fury on his face, "Don't? DON'T?!" He yelled. "The hell you mean don't?!" He shouted. Him yelling at you made you jump but you tried your best to keep up your confidence. "It's not worth killing him over!" Negan scoffs, "The hell it isn't." As he spoke the grip he had on Lucille grew tighter, making his knuckles white. "Rape is against the rules here, and he was stupid enough to try it on you?" He then lets out a sinister chuckle.

He shakes his head, "No. This shit ain't flying." He says while turning back to the door. Your grip on his arm tightened, "No! Wait, please! Please don't leave me alone again! I don't want to be alone." You begged. The tears that you were holding back came falling and you sniffled. Negan looked back at you and his face softened. He turned his head to the side and closed his eyes for a moment. He was in a deep thought.

He then sighed deeply and placed Lucille back against the wall. He turned back to you and put his hands to the side of your head and placed a kiss on your forehead. "Listen to me..." He says in a low tone of voice while resting his forehead against yours.

"I need to take care of this. I will come back to you... And I promise I won't do anything to him today. But I at least need to get him under control... He knows something is coming and I need to get it under control." Negan says.

You look at him with wide pleading eyes that are filled with tears, "Please..." You mutter. Negan sighs and droops his head for a moment. "I gotta take care of this darlin'... I can't let this go for the moment." You shake your head. "No... Please..." You say with more tears falling from your eyes. "Baby... Lay down, relax yourself... I'll be back in less than twenty minutes I promise. Okay?" Negan says while gently grabbing your shoulders and making you sit on the bed.

You sigh in defeat and sit on the bed with your head low. "Be quick... Please." You say in a sad tone of voice. Negan leans down, cups your cheeks, and kisses your forehead. "I'll be quick." He says with a soft smile before pulling away and grabbing Lucille. "Twenty minutes max. Okay?" He says. You nod with a frown. He gives you a small nod before leaving the room.

About five minutes later Negan was sitting in the meeting room wiping down Lucille when there was a knock on the door. The person entered and it was Simon, "He's here." Simon says. Negan doesn't reply, his eyes are just fixated on Lucille. David then stepped in and Simon stepped out, making sure to shut the door.

Negan finished wiping down Lucille before turning to David with a smirk. "I assume you know why you're here?" Negan asks. David lets out a small chuckle, "I have an idea." David says with a smug smirk. Negan stands to his feet with a sinister smile. "Oh? Enlighten me then." Negan says while taking a step forward. "Your little girlfriend told a lie," David says. Negan's eyes widened, "Hmm... A lie? How was it a lie?" Negan says while stepping a few inches away from David while holding Lucille with both his hands in front of him.

"She hates me. That's obvious. I was a little mean... A little pushy. She threatened to tell you something that'll piss you off just to get me in trouble." David says with a wide smirk. "A little pushy?" Negan repeats with a small chuckle. "A little pushy means trying to shove your hands down her pants?" Negan asks, he is now an inch away from David's face. David scoffs, "Negan. You know me." David says with a confident and smug smirk.

Negan nods, "That's right. I do know you." Negan says. Negan pauses, his gaze neutral before it went into a fury. He took Lucille and shoved the top of the baseball bat into David's stomach painfully and harshly. David hunches over and groans loudly. Negan grips David's hair and pulls his head up to look at Negan.

"Did you seriously think I was going to believe you?" Negan says in a low and angry tone of voice with a glare that could kill. "I'm going to kill you. Slowly. Painfully." Negan hisses into David's ear. David stared up at him in fear.

"Rape isn't allowed here and you knew that and yet you thought it was a good idea to try and rape my woman," Negan says before chuckling sinisterly. "I don't know if you have a death wish or if you're just stupid..." Negan says with a grin.

"P-Please I-" "Shut up." Negan hisses, his smile wiped off his face and a furious glare replaced. Negan then shoved David towards the table and bashed his head into the edge of the table. David sits on the floor, yells in pain, and holds his bloody nose.

"Now. Simon is going to take you to the hole. I'll deal with you tomorrow." Negan says. "I'm going to enjoy killing you," Negan says with a small smirk before leaving the room and stopping next to Simon who's leaning against the wall outside of the room. "Bring him to the hole. No food. No water. No light. Nothing. That prick needs to suffer for the night." Negan orders and Simon nods. Negan walks off and heads back to his room.

When he enters the room he sees you lying on the bed on your side and facing away from the door. The sound of the door opening caused you to turn your head and look at him over your shoulder. Your face was smudged with tears. You quickly sit up and Negan walks over to you and sits next to you. He wraps one arm around your shoulders and the other goes around your head, his hand cradling the back of your head as he holds your head to his chest.

You begin to cry again before hugging him tightly.

"It's okay... I got you." Negan whispers. "You're safe... I won't let anyone hurt you again." Negan says while stroking your hair.

"You're safe..." He repeats.

PART 4

*JUST SO YOU GUYS KNOW I HAVE PLANS FOR THIS STORY ALL THE WAY TO SEASON 9 SO THIS WILL BE A LONG SERIES. ALSO I APOLOGIZE FOR TAKING SO LONG WITH THIS PART AND THE NEXT PARTS MIGHT NOT BE OUT FOR AWHILE AS WELL BUT THEY WILL COME OUT I PROMISE!*

[citrusrick]

s8e1 r&m thoughts unedited - spoilers ahead!

i have to say, i was VERY impressed by this episode. i fucking loved it!!!! rick being petty af, summer showing off her intelligence and incredible problem-solving skills, and morty trying to get a message out to rick to fix everything while trying to find his place in the matrix

not having the full opening sequence was strange for an opening episode! but i'm guessing it was because of the length?

sticking them in the matrix just to prove a tiny little point to them is just such max level rick pettiness, it’s perfect lmao

beth and summer's relationship was so interesting. beth liking the New Summer at first only for that to fade fast. at first she respects her desire to keep her memories but quickly wants to wipe them to get her happy(ish) carefree 17-year-old daughter back.

poor morty's ptsd over the phone charger. his flashbacks and rage over missing CJ are so real! i'm dead over his little kiss to rick's forehead when he puts him into the matrix. which- morty using rick's own punishment against him is the fucking best oh my god.

wubba lubba dub dub mention!

summer being able to diffuse the situation with morty and then telling him the truth about what she really used him for in the matrix. it's good they got wiped so they could just be kids again lmao

summer's little message to her wiped self was so cute but OF COURSE she ignored it, i'm fucking dead lmao love her sm

overall it exceeded my expectations and i'm SUPER fucking excited for the rest of this season!!!

[paper-mario-wiki]

If you were a TV/movie alien which one would you wanna be?

rick sanchez from rick and morty. if i could isekai myself into that guy's brain i'd instantly solve all of his problems because they have to do with his pride and then i'd live the best life ever.

[mostowa]

Castle's Charm

So finally, after almost 4 months (The Olympic Games and an enormous life change) I finished binging Castle. And well, yeah, I'm late to the party like 7 to 10 years or something, but I was still hype'ing and loving the journey. And now I think this is one of the best series I've ever watched. Here is the list of reasons. It's gonna be tl;dr, as always!

Thanks @makeitastrength for making me do this ;)

Castle/Beckett dynamic is absolutely timeless. It has Darcy/Lizzy's initial disdain turning into respect and trust, it has Sherlock/John-level crime solving and mutual understanding, it has Meredith/Derek's drama and my beloved Chenford's level undercurrent emotions. And so much more!

There is something unique about them, too. This is one of the most important things that I learned from the series. It's the simple fact, that one can make annoyance a love language. I absolutely love how much childish Castle can be and how much Kate just... lets him be one, without giving up her own boundaries. You can be annoyed at your partner and secretely love that about him/her. Kate Beckett, thank you for showing me how to stand my partner's dad jokes. Or just really really bad jokes.

There is no doubt that the series is about those two (and it's a little bit of a shame for me, I'll explain further). And what made it very enjoyable for me was the fact that I've never doubted they are endgame. Their love and fact that they like each other very much was never in doubt on my side (except for the beginning of course). Even at their worst moments I was sure they will find a way to each other. I kind of wish it was the same with Lucy and Tim. Because, well, that made me continue to wanting to watch Castle, despite Rick being an absolute 5-year-old ass sometimes ;)

Someone here on Tumblr wrote that great series is not about will they do it as it's always about "how they do it" - without breaking major relationships apart etc. Castle is a great example for that and I had that in almost every episode. Pretty much no MCD and it still kept me on edge of my seat for most of the drama!

Castle will be my ultimate reason for the fact that I love watching series in which characters like each other. Be it The Good Place or The Rookie or Castle, I always love exploring relationships and different kind of -ships, where there is very little cheap miscommunication drama and where characters grow without sacrifacing each other. This is one of the best examples. Both for Castle/Becket, Castle/Alexis, Castle/Mom, Ryan/Esposito, Esposito/Lanie, name any relationship there, honestly.

I wish Kevin Ryan had more storylines. Because this Irish undercover episode was one of the best in the whole series with Kevin taking unexpected (but very much in-character) risks and used relationship he created to strengthen himself. I think Kevin is my favorite character, despite being underwritten for like 95% of the time. :D

I wish all Ryan and Esposito and Alexis and Lanie got more storylines. They were wonderful characters ready to be explored and while I understand the characteristics of the show was to explore Castle/Beckett, but sometimes it was just tiring :)

I absolutely loved the concept of the show with repetitive episodes and funny episodes and serious episodes and then (mid)season finales blowing our minds off. The Rookie kind of repeats the same pattern, but short seasons don't really work with that.

It was great how they made the series set in New York by different problems and storylines. I loved all mentions of Broadway, all cases connected to sometimes very crazy things connected to this one-of-a-kind city. And let me just say at the end that my favorite episode was the Old Haunt one. It made me realise how sentiment is a strong part of my husband's personality and how it can be a really lovable and charming thing.

Well yeah. Kudos if you made it that far. And if you did, let me know if you agree :)

[aviradasa]

Heeeeey girllll hey! How are you! I was wondering if you could do a thing for me…I was wondering about wether or not you’d be able to do like TWD characters (Carl, Daryl) supernatural (Garth and or your choice) and Hellboy reacting to a reader (like me) who has Autism spectrum disorder and is insecure about it..would mean a lot

I got youuu. This might be a little short, but I hope you still like it. I've been sick and all over the place lately lmao

Carl,daryl,and hellboy (separate) with a Autistic! Reader

Carl:

So carl would definitely try his best

At first he really wouldn't understand much about it but trust me he would learn

If you explain what you go through to him, he will be listening, and he will make sure he takes note of it

He will constantly let you know that's its nothing to be ashamed of.

It's not your fault.

And if you ever have issues with the smells or sounds that go around in the apocalypse, he's right there doing whatever he can.

He asks Rick for advice on how to help you sometimes as well.

And he's a cop he knows what he's talking about.

And if somebody does start giving you shit about he's on their ass

Especially if they are making fun of you when you get overstimulated.

But the thing is is he will probably wait till you're calmed down before he goes after them

He just pulls the "You doing ok. Alright, give me a minute. I'll be right back." And hell go tell them off.

He's not gonna let anyone bring you down for things you can't control.

Daryl:

With daryl, I feel like he's not entirely clueless, but he still has alot to learn

When it comes to trying to comfort or help you get through it, I feel like he would panic a bit

And probably get frustrated with himself cause he doesn't know how to help

But if he sees his worries, he is making your situation worse he will snap back and do whatever he can.

He's gonna need a lot of guidance, but I feel like once he understands you a bit better, he would do amazing

And if you are insecure about it, he gives you a little pep talk

And it does cheer you right up mostly cause he's really funny while giving it to you without meaning to be.

And if someone is trying to make fun of you for it, he will most likely get up in their face and start yelling at them about it

But if you're around to see it and the yelling gets to you, he will apologize

He tries his best, but ultimately, you're in good hands with him he'll just need advice on what to do

Hellboy:

Ok, so yo, be honest, he doesn't know what the fuck to do

The second you have a problem that he can't solve with some form of fight, he's clueless

At first, his main thing is to go get Liz or Abe.

But after it's over and you're able to explain to him what's going on, he's kinda like, "Oh. Well, what can I do next time"

Cause he does want to help 😭

You Liz and Abe do your best to direct him when things get rough for you.

And he does what he's told to (for once lol)

And if you get insecure around him, he's gonna go on a rant about why you shouldn't be cause he understands what it's like to be different from others and to be looked at like a freak

And he won't have you feeling like that.

But if someone is making you insecure with comment or purposely trying to get you to break down.

Let's be so deadass he's pulling a gun on them. Or throwing them.

He's gonna do one or both of those things.

But if he freaks, you out he will feel really bad about it.

Overall, he's definitely not the best when it comes to other people's emotions or issues, but he will try to make it better if he can

[practically-an-x-man]

Are there limits to Eris' regenerative abilities? Like, how far gone could they be and still come back?

Hm, that's an interesting question!! Thank you!

I think there are two main factors in determining what Eris genuinely could or couldn't survive: being prevented from healing properly, or a pure shock to the system. This is why bullets/gunshot wounds tend to be the most consistent threat to their healing factor: it's a lot of intense trauma to the body over a short period of time, and if the bullets aren't removed before they start healing around them, that can cause even more damage.

I would say there absolutely are limits to Eris' healing factor, they're not truly immortal, but those limits are very high and Eris knows how to keep themself from crossing that line.

Extreme temperatures are probably a slightly weaker point for them (such as in my fic Deep Freeze), since that poses more of an ongoing war of attrition for their body rather than a discrete injury to heal - the problem isn't solved just by healing a wound, and eventually their physical endurance will run out and they'll succumb to the cold/heat.

There's not really a specific set of conditions that determines what would be "too much" for Eris to heal from, but as long as they have time to heal and are given the resources they need to regenerate (water and nutrients to regenerate tissues; medical care like removing foreign bodies and stopping blood flow to prevent any backslides in their healing), they can heal from just about any injury. The real damage comes from when they're injured too extensively in a short period of time and don't have the chance to start healing, or when their body doesn't have the nutrients it needs to regenerate the wounds.

This is why they can survive having most of their organs removed in Broken Pieces, since the scientists running the operation were continuously feeding nutrients back into their body to keep them regenerating and they had care and recovery time with Rick afterwards to finish healing properly. That's also why they can regenerate from a headshot at the start of Deep Freeze, but then start to succumb to hypothermia as the fic goes on: they had the energy to recover from the initial shot, but the long-form endurance of hypothermia plus the loss of energy from healing the initial bullet wounds made that situation more of a danger to them. Conflict around them also impacts their healing factor, which is why they can bounce right back during Let Us Prey but struggle more in isolated situations like Deep Freeze.

So... short answer: in a best-case scenario, they're on par with Deadpool or Wolverine. However, their healing factor relies on more situational factors and their body's nutrient stores, which means it depends a lot more on the overall circumstance they're in.

[queenjunothegreat]

Aaaaand I'm back! Who wants a glimpse at Leo's A+ mental health? You do? Glad to hear it! Hop on in!

May I present Chapter Two: LEO Lets It Out

Leo felt his blood run cold. “The infirmary? Why? Are you hurt?” “No,” Piper said quickly in that voice she used when she was lying. She spoke again before he could call her out. “Jason got hurt at New Rome during the fight.” Leo really, really wished he had a time machine to make sure he never got on this stupid boat with stupid Octavian so he could never shoot his stupid ballistae at the stupid Romans and their stupid camp. Or, better yet, he could go waaaaayy back and convince Esperanza Valdez to never speak to that one vagrant mechanic that came to town nine months before Leo was born. That would solve so many problems.  Leo clenched his fist and grit his teeth. “Right. Is he okay? What happened?” “Yeah,” Piper said softly. “I mean, he’s in rough shape right now, but he’ll be okay. He kinda got into a toxic relationship with a brick, and he’s sleeping it off.” That got a startled laugh out of Leo, and Piper gave him a hesitant smile. “Come on,” she coaxed. “I wanted to draw a mustache on him while he was asleep, but I can’t decide how curly it should be.”

Leo was pretty sure he was the worst person in the world. It wasn’t exactly a new thought, but it was one he hadn’t had in a while, and he’d kind of forgotten how much having it sucked. He didn’t say anything though, he just followed Piper down the hall in complete silence. She was already spitting mad, and he wasn’t interested in having any of that anger directed at him, even on accident. He’d been shouted at plenty for one day, thanks. 

“I can’t believe he’d do that! Who the hell does he think he is?” she seethed, fists clenched at her sides. Leo did his best to remind himself that he wasn’t the one she was mad at, but her tone had him hiking his shoulders up by his ears defensively anyway. “And Annabeth! What the hell is her problem?”

“I hear you,” Leo mumbled for probably the tenth time. She wasn’t really listening to him, she never did when she went off like this, but she did always look for some kind of response from him.

“And that’s another thing!”

Piper continued to rant while Leo half-listened, but then she stomped right past her room, Leo’s room, and Jason’s room, so Leo pulled up short, a confused frown on his face. “Pipes? Where are we going?”

Piper practically tripped, and she looked back at Leo, all her fiery anger gone and replaced with something like guilt. “The infirmary.”

Leo felt his blood run cold. “The infirmary? Why? Are you hurt?”

“No,” Piper said quickly in that voice she used when she was lying. She spoke again before he could call her out. “Jason got hurt at New Rome during the fight.”

Leo really, really wished he had a time machine to make sure he never got on this stupid boat with stupid Octavian so he could never shoot his stupid ballistae at the stupid Romans and their stupid camp. Or, better yet, he could go waaaaayy back and convince Esperanza Valdez to never speak to that one vagrant mechanic that came to town nine months before Leo was born. That would solve so many problems. 

Leo clenched his fist and grit his teeth. “Right. Is he okay? What happened?”

“Yeah,” Piper said softly. “I mean, he’s in rough shape right now, but he’ll be okay. He kinda got into a toxic relationship with a brick, and he’s sleeping it off.”

That got a startled laugh out of Leo, and Piper gave him a hesitant smile. “Come on,” she coaxed. “I wanted to draw a mustache on him while he was asleep, but I can’t decide how curly it should be.”

Leo nodded and they started back down the hall. When they finally walked through the door, he saw Jason laying in bed. He was completely still and pale faced, and there was a big ugly bruise blotting out half of his face. He took a deep calming breath to keep the tears at bay, and pulled up a chair to his bedside while Piper did the same.

They were silent for a while before Leo heaved a deep sigh, the breath trembling with the effort it took to keep from crying. “God, I really fucked up, huh?”

“It’s not your fault,” Piper said immediately. 

Leo gave her a rueful grin. “Piper, I fired missiles at them, and Percy caught me red-handed. That kinda sounds like my fault.”

Piper scowled at the mere utterance of Percy’s name. “You wouldn’t have done that. Not on purpose.”

Leo didn’t argue, he just reached out to squeeze her hand. Or, well, he tried to. The moment he brushed her fingers, she hissed in pain and recoiled from him. For a split second, icy panic washed over him at the thought that she was just as mad at him as everyone else before he pushed the thought away. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” Piper lied quickly.

“Bullshit,” Leo snapped. “Gimme your hand.” She grumbled unhappily but did as he asked. He hand was in really rough shape. All of her fingers were starting to bruise, but her pinky was a dark purple, swollen up like a sausage and bent at an odd angle. Leo brushed his fingers over it and she sucked in a harsh breath through her teeth. “Jesus Christ. What the hell happened?”

“I… may have broken my finger,” she admitted begrudgingly.

“When?” Leo asked, baffled. Piper wouldn’t meet his gaze, and he blinked in shock as the pieces fell into place. “You punched Percy hard enough to break your finger?”

“And I’d do it again in a heartbeat,” she scowled.

Leo sighed heavily. “Come on, let’s get that fixed up.”

Piper remained silent as Leo set about carefully splinting her pinky to its neighbor, not even flinching in pain. She was too busy staring at Leo’s face, her eyebrows knitted together in a sharp line. “Leo?”

“Hmm?”

“Are you okay?”

Leo paused what he was doing and gently put her hand back in her lap. “You’re the one with a broken bone, not me, Beauty Queen.”

“That doesn’t answer my question,” she said stubbornly. Leo clenched his jaw, equally stubborn, and they fell into silence for several tense seconds before Piper broke it, her voice cautious. “Please talk to me.”

Leo folded like a house of cards because of course he did. It was Piper. He buried his face in his hands and tried to ignore the way he was shaking like a hypothermic chihuahua. “Piper, I fucked up. I fucked up so bad.”

Piper immediately came to his defense. “You didn’t–”

“No, I did,” he interrupted. “Piper, you weren’t there. I was– I just–”

He cut himself off with a choked sound. After a moment, Piper ventured out again. “What happened, Leo?”

“I don’t know,” he sniffled, and great. He was crying. That was exactly what he needed right now. He swallowed thickly to shove his tears back down his throat. “I was just up here with Octavian – who’s a little bitch by the way –”

“I could have told you that.”

“And all the sudden I was just like, Oh, I should fire the ballistae on New Rome. That sounds like a great idea, and I was just doing it before I knew what was happening.” He heaved a deep, shaking sigh. “I didn’t know why I was doing it, and I kept telling myself to stop but I just… couldn’t.”

Piper frowned down at her hands. “That’s… not good. That makes it sound like you were possessed or something.”

Leo shrugged. “I mean, I guess? It was just, I dunno, weird. Bet Percy’s gonna love that explanation.”

“He’d better love it, or I’m gonna break my other fingers on his face.”

Leo chuckled softly and got to his feet. “Speaking of, you need to get that properly fixed, not just street kid first aid fixed. Do you want Nectar or Ambrosia?”

“I think we’re saving Nectar for people who are knocked out,” she said, then gestured at Jason’s bed. “Like Sleeping Beauty here.”

Leo handed over one of the little golden graham crackers from the medicine cabinet and retook his seat. He chewed his bottom lip for a moment then said, “He’s never gonna forgive me, is he?”

Piper snorted. “Yeah, right. Even if you weren’t possessed, he wouldn’t blame you.”

“It’s not just about New Rome,” Leo admitted. Piper made an encouraging noise, so he continued. “Stuff like this just… keeps happening. It’s just little things that all add up. I promised him I’d build this boat for him by the solstice, but I was a week late. Another time he was in the middle of a dream where he was about to uncover something really important about his past, but I woke him up before he could figure anything out. Hell, I even managed to burn a giant hand print in the middle of that purple shirt he was wearing at the Grand Canyon.” He squeezed his eyes shut again. “I was the one who made him lose Thalia back at Aeolus’s place. It’s like every time he gets even a baby step closer to connecting to his past, I come along and ruin everything. I’m basically a curse.”

To her credit, Piper didn’t offer an immediate rebuttal. She took a moment and actually considered what Leo had said. Then she ducked her head and poked Leo in the cheek until they locked gazes. “It sounds like all of those were accidents.”

“It doesn’t matter if they’re accidents,” Leo said. They still happen, and they’re still my fault. I can’t just ask him to keep putting up with me when I’m ruining his life every time he turns around.”

“You don’t ask friends to put up with you, dummy,” Piper grinned. “They just do on their own. Because they love you.”

Leo thought he might burst into full-on wailing, sobbing waterworks, but at that exact moment there was a soft knock at the door and Annabeth stepped into the room. Her face was serious as her gray eyes flicked over Leo’s face. “Hey, Leo.”

“What do you want?” Piper demanded before Leo could even open his mouth. She was scowling death at Annabeth, bristled up like a cat, but Annabeth didn’t pay her any attention. She just kept her gaze focused on Leo.

Leo cleared his throat, and he hoped that Annabeth couldn’t tell he’d been crying only a few moments before. “Uh, hey.”

“I could use your help up on the top deck,” she said evenly. “The ship got damaged during takeoff, and there’s no one I trust more than you to get her back up and running properly.”

It wasn’t an apology, not really, but it was an olive branch, and one Leo was more than willing to accept. He gave Annabeth a tired smile. “No doubt. I’ll be up in a second.” Piper got to her feet, too, but he held out a hand. “Pipes, can you take care of Superman? Make sure he doesn’t choke on his own drool or something embarrassing like that?”

Piper narrowed her eyes suspiciously before turning to Annabeth. “Where’s Percy?”

“He’s cleaning out the stables,” she said immediately. “He needed a minute to clear his head.”

Piper didn’t exactly look thrilled that Percy hadn’t been keelhauled or, at the very least, tossed overboard, but she just crossed her arms and settled down in her seat with a huff. Leo stood and grinned at Annabeth. “Alright. Let’s get this bad boy back in ship shape, yeah?”

“Yeah, let’s,” Annabeth smiled before she whirled around on her heel and marched right back out the door, Leo only a few steps behind her. He needed to get this boat back up to snuff so that they could get back on track to saving the world. He’d make it work, and they’d fix everything, including getting Jason his home back.

Leo was not going to mess it up again. 

[smutinlove]

ᴡᴏʀᴅꜱ ʙᴜʀɴ ʜᴀʀᴅ—ᴄᴀʀʟ ɢʀɪᴍᴇꜱ—chapter six: meddlesome

Chapter five: I watch as you're leaving

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"Look at me. Come on, open your eyes." A voice softly whispered into her ear. Mae opened her eyes. She looked around for a second, feeling confused. "What?" she muttered to herself. She got up. Mae groaned. She knew she didn't hear that. And if she did, then it would go away eventually. "Don't ignore me, stupid," she heard. Mae rolled her eyes. She was imagining the voice. She didn't hear it at all. She kept telling herself. Mae felt a bit hungry. So, she decided to go downstairs. (Trying to forget the voice too.) And that's when she heard knocking on the door. "Rick!" Someone shouted. Mae's eyes widened. She was supposed to be alone at the Grimes family home. "Hello?" a voice called out. "It's Shane!" Mae's eyes widened. "Motherfucker." She muttered. Mae didn't know why, but the thought of Shane made her sick to her stomach. She walked towards the door and looked through the peephole. There stood a man, whom she knew was named Shane. She knew him as the 'probable father of Judith "Grimes." Judith looked a bit like him too. Mae rolled her eyes. Shane was a handsome man, but she didn't trust him. Even though she never talked to him, she knew he probably had sex with Carl's mom, Lori. "Carl?" She heard the man sigh loudly. "I guess there's no one home," he muttered to himself. Slowly, the man walked away. Mae let out a breath she didn't even know she was holding. She felt slightly uneasy. "Look at me! Fucking notice me!" She heard the same high-pitched voice yell. Only, it wasn't a yell. Mae knew it was all in her head. And to her, she was probably going insane. But it didn't matter. Mae stepped away from the door and made her way into the kitchen. She opened the refrigerator and grabbed the half-empty jug of water. And she poured herself some water into a glass. She put the jug back inside and took a sip of water. "Stop ignoring me, you piece of fucking shit!" She heard. This time, the voice was louder. "Don't ignore me like you ignored Shane." And that did it for Mae. "Shut up! Just shut up!" She screamed. A face she never wanted to see appeared in front of her. "It's me, love! Elyssa Frank. But since we've known each other for so long, you can call me Ely!" "No! I don't want to call you anything! You're not real!" Mae felt rage. She didn't want to talk to anyone. Especially to something that isn't real. She didn't want to fall for her brain's tricks. She wasn't a fool. "Listen." "No. I don't think I will," she said. "Go away, Elyssa!" She yelled. And Elyssa was gone. Extinct? No. But she was gone. And now Mae could rest easy. But she had another problem. Shane. Luckily, Shane had left already. But Mae was a bit meddlesome. She was always involved in other people's business. Whether it concerned her or not. Like the time when her mother's best friend, Julia, was accused of murder, Mae solved the case in two days.

Julia didn't murder anyone. And the supposed "victim," Evan Johnson Wayne, faked his death. Why? Because Julia owed him money. And she wasn't able to pay him back. Mae was proud of herself. But then again, she wasn't. She knew that anyone could've solved that case. She wasn't Enola Holmes. Nor was she Sherlock. She was Mae. Just Mae. But this new version of Mae was better. And stronger and smarter in so many different ways. She was Mae Carter, the daughter of the cunning Edmund Carter and the graceful Willow Carter. (Sure, she heavily disliked her parents for being strict and controlling, but she was proud that she was their daughter.) She bowed her head and closed her eyes. She imagined who she'd be in the next ten years. A detective, a journalist, a model, an actress, a cashier, a reporter-and the list went on and on. But it never ended. But for today, she had one objective. That wasn't to become a detective or a journalist. But to figure out if Judith 'Grimes' was Shane's daughter and not Ricks.

[chaosmagetwin]

Kiani Teshu

I don't know how many people have ever even heard of this game. It's something my best friend and I used to play around with, back before the latest update. It's Traveller. It's a CYOA. I'm pretty sure the original is from some terrible board that is not dissimilar to 4chan, but isn't that exactly. I don't really remember, on account of this being NEARLY A DECADE AGO, so, ya know, memory gets a little fuzzy.

Anyways, a couple years ago, 2.0 came out! And I went through it again, because it was, and is still kind of is, my jam.

You can play through it yourself here. It's really cool.

The basic premise of these types of CYOA is that the entire document (in this case a book of 162 very dense pages) is about creating a character, what skills they have, what drawbacks they have, and what items they have. Sometimes, such as in this case, you also get to choose who their friends (team) is to go and solve Problems*, where they live when they aren't adventuring, who they are allied with via faction, and what their first adventure is. These CYOA's can be as short as a page, but some (like this one!) are very... very long.

*Usually universe ending ones, tbh.

Traveller also comes with a lot of setting specific stuff, a lot of flavor text that explains the idea of what something is without putting stats to it, and all of it is diagetic. You aren't "choosing" a character, you are describing "yourself" for their intake forms.

Broadly speaking, Traveller's are a multi-universal group of time travelers with various backgrounds, histories, and futures who collaboratively work to prevent the heat death of the multiverse via Cthulu-like entities (sometimes including actual cthulu) who represent not just death but also nothingness at all. Their motivations for it are varied, their methodology varies from faction to faction, and their morals are usually questionable, but they are on the same side!

Almost every item, skill, and ally you can choose are references to popular media and history, with some OC's I think sprinkled in. You can fight literal actual Godemperor of Mankind at the height of his power with Sans Undertale at your side, or Rick and Morty, or an 80's Megafauna Hunting Catgirl, or a vampire transgirl, or literally HUNDREDS of other options. There's a lot of queer representation, a lot of it is pretty good, gender's are across the spectrum, sexualities are equally across the spectrum.

Remember how I mentioned there are adventures you can choose for your character to go through? A lot of them (but not all, I think...) are also references to popular media, from Warhammer 40K as previously mentioned, to prehistoric Earth AU where Dinosaurs never actually got hit by asteroids and Deinonychus evolved into sapient tool users that took the stars, to the Predator Homeworld (as in, those ones, from Alien vs Predator) (btw you can also be a predator, they're called Yuatja. Also you can be a homestuck troll. They're called Niscetics. I'm not 100% on this, but that's what I imagine them as, thanks :) ) where you can join hunts, to 1984's universe where you get to fight Big Brother.

They go into detail about the tasks you'll do on each of them, and how bad it is. There is a feeling, almost always, of queer joy, anti-fascism, and trying, trying to build something better. Rarely is it about just fighting. It's about setting things up so thing's are better.

It is also about time travel. As in, you get a hand-held (it's actually a bracer) device that lets you teleport, jump between timelines, go back and forwards in time, and constantly fuck with things until you fix it. That's your job, as a traveller. Fix it. Do whatever it takes. Lie, cheat, steal, murder a fascist, murder the god emperor, murder hitler, set up communes, set up anarchist belief structures in a grassroots movement, set up resistances, and always, ALWAYS punch Cthulu in the fucking face. Prevent things from getting so bad that elder gods come in and eat to their fill. And keep the multiverse going just a little bit more.

It's about the joy of found family the most, I think. A joy of working with people you admire, to working with people who are truly different and strange and beautiful in ways that can't be comprehended, to working with people who feel like a big sister or father or grandmother or cousin, or beloved child. It's about community.

Anyways, that all helps to set up this story I wrote, using this as it's base. When I was making this character, Kiani, I wanted to make a seer who was pretty fucked up and sad and kind of a ditz. Imagine you took sci-fi oracle of delphi, and then you made her insane, and then you made her jump around in time constantly, and then you made her prophetic visions so potent and accurate and powerful that she can no longer tell what's happening. And then make her live with that for months, where she is learning to cope with seeing all these futures, and now she is dying. She's dying and she can't even worry about it because her lesbian friend is trying to date a straight girl, and a straight girl is trying to date a starship captain who isn't even in the team, and a vampire is flirting HER, and she has to prevent everyone from dying on a mission gone badly, and she has to deal with the fact that she doesn't know when she is during any of this, and her friends think she's just constantly spaced out, because she is.

I recently moved this to AO3 and took away the crunch. Here's the link to that.

I start the document with a lot of crunch. You don't need to read anything from the PDF directly, because I just screenshot everything and put it into the doc directly that I needed. It helps to provide deeper context, but it's not necessary. I wrote this all a few years ago, and it bears some signs of age, but I still enjoy the story itself, because it's very experimental for me.

[zeep-xanflorp]

rambling about the rick-unity-wong talk bc i'm upset about it

r: look, it's clear you weren't lying when you said you could've taken over earth because your finger just took over america. i need you to help me fix that.

u: oh, it took that to make you believe me?

r: why should i believe you? you show up unannounced and hijack a state.

u: i called you! multiple times! you ghosted me.

so there are two ways i think you can read rick not believing unity. one is that he believed it was trying anything to stay in proximity to rick even though he was asserting boundaries, or two, he did actually believe it but wanted to deal with the situation on his own or just wanted it gone. either way, he didn't want to be around it.

then there's the part about rick ghosting it. like okay yes. unity tried giving rick a heads up but the fact is that it knew rick wasn't answering its calls. it Knew rick wouldn't know it was there unless it made a big deal about it being there and that's what it did. it literally showed up without permission and assimilated a whole state on rick's home planet, in rick's country. just to get his attention.

w: rick, is that true?

r: she dumped me. why would i answer her calls?

and now we get a blatant explanation for why rick was ignoring unity. i imagine it would've been clear enough anyway without this explanation but rick is still upset from being broken up with. so he decided to ghost it with no explanation, cutting it off entirely.

w: alright, i'm going to commit a cardinal sin in couples therapy here, but rick, i think you're wrong. [..] you had an outer-space lady who was worried for your life and your response was hostile enough to cause a huge problem.

u: thank you.

w: now you're asking her to both forgive you and solve it?

now, the mistake wong makes here is assuming she knows the full story. obviously she's smart and i think she gave her best analysis based on what she knows of the situation, but in her ignorance she fails to listen to rick, her patient.

the whole theme of this episode is rick asserting his boundaries. he doesn't want to see unity because last time he did it ended catastrophically for him. he's not ignoring it out of pettiness but as a defence mechanism. a coping strategy. and when it decided to follow through with its plan of coming to america anyway, destroying the boundaries rick had in place, it made him lash out.

rick also has a tendency to self sabotage when things are going well for him, whether he realises it or not. he abuses morty when they get too close. he made unity party with him instead of doing its duties. his actions push people away, keeping them at arms length.

i believe his boundaries are in place to prevent these episodes of self sabotage. so when they get ignored and discarded, he goes back into that mindset.

and wong, who would be aware of this at least vaguely, blames unity's actions on rick ignoring it which is not fair in the slightest imo.

w: unity, i think the reason rick brought me here is that he doesn't know how to indicate to you he's changed. because he's changing very slowly. but he is.

now this is something i had trouble understanding bc i am a shameful rick apologist at the best of times and couldn't remember what he actually did wrong. his crime in this instance was when he was distracting unity from its work, influencing it to drink and party all the time and avoid its responsibilities. this became too much for it, especially when it saw how rick used the same methods to detach himself from his family.

so it broke up with him, leaving him to spiral into the worst mental state we as the audience have personally seen him in in present day - his suicide attempt. unity doesn't know about that, and i'm guessing wong doesn't either, because all rick needed to say to wong was that their breakup ended horribly for him so being around it is difficult for him and maybe she would've understood more. but no that's too much vulnerability for old man sanchez.

rick has changed since then. i imagine he better understands why unity left him. i also think he knows that it wants the best for him but struggles with accepting that. that's what led to this mess of a situation.

he feels hurt from being abandoned. it feels hurt that rick couldn't understand why it left. and all of this culminated in a messy situation where unity acted drastically to get rick's attention, and rick in his stubbornness and pain refused to accept it.

and so. i think wong spoke too quickly. i think she definitely knows rick's patterns and is right to call him out but made an unfair judgement on only him because even she expects the worst from him. he is changing, but she is encouraging unity not to give him a second chance because he's not there yet. when really that decision should be up to unity.

even though it does take agency at the end. after unity releases america from its hold, we get this absolutely heartbreaking scene between it and rick.

r: i trust you now.

u: that's nice. but i don't trust you.

unity turns rick's lack of trust in it back at him, and it's telling the truth. it feels betrayed by rick's actions in this episode because it only wanted to make sure rick was alright. to it, rick seems to be punishing unity for caring about him.

anyway in conclusion. rick is mentally ill, wong was a little too harsh on him in this episode bc it's a complex situation, and unity will act drastically if it can't get rick's attention. it's unfair to blame it all on rick in this case (even though things are normally his fault) bc while he did act immaturely in response, he wasn't the only one that escalated the conflict so drastically.

this is not a refined analysis. i might fix it later but no promises.

[mortypone]

Since this is almost over what's your personal favourite episode? Personally I love so many but the ones off the top if my head are Fear No Mort, thats amorte and close rickcounters of the rick kind

I LOVE THIS QUESTION AHH! Thx you for askin’ 👀- Night family is my personal favorite because I love the mixture of the early seasons and later seasons humor and just the fact the humor is humor?? Like it’s trying to not be badly meta and just them saying random shit that moves the plot along! Morty’s “pow, pow, pow!”, “chewbacca!”, the podcast sequence “I have a solution that solves all of our problems”, the whole dish remaking sequence, Night Jerry, the end credits! Also Summer episode!?

It’s not perfect like this was the start of Morty being OOC like if he wasn’t lobotomized- he would totally react differently😔👊

Anyways if you were to ask me what my favorite episode was in 2021, it would One Crew over the Crewcoo’s Morty which I made a whole presentation on that way back uhhhhHHHHHH

Other fav episodes (top 4): The birdrick/ memory Rick one (Young Rick DID deserve ultimate Rick and we love two “lean on me” references in a show. Too lazy to look for the title-), Solaricks, Unmortricken, & fear no mort. Tbh Jacob Hair does direct the best episodes ✨✨