#advnterccs

[countlessrealities]

Send in 💗 for me to use a love meter to check the compatibility of our muses || Accepting !

@advnterccs sent: 💗 { To your Rick from my Rick bc of dumb reasons }

"F-Fuck yeah, perfect goddamn score!"

He's obviously proud of his little trick. And why shouldn't he? His score is the right one, no doubts there, so the stupid calculator and everyone else can kiss his ass.

"R-Rick's my soulmate, h-he can't be anything less that my perfect match. Y-You got a problem with that? W-Well..." He shows both his middle fingers. "S-Sucks to be you, I-I couldn't care less."

[goddamnmuses]

@advnterccs liked for a lil starter

"Oh my! I wasssn't expecting visitorsss!"

[helluvaxhazbin]

"That verosika woman doesn't know what she's missing. You haven't truly gotten fucked until you've gotten fucked by my big dicked blitzy."

[moved-to-civic-hub]

"Fuck you, Rick."

[mnstcrsiiistcrs]

"I do like him back...but I don't believe that...anyone would like me like that."

[shctupmeg]

"Stolen away?!" Rick had her even more confused. "Who would wanna take me? Why would they? Am I in danger?" Poor meg took this the wrong way and was thinking someone was gonna kidnap her.

[imprvdente]

@advnterccs sent: "Maybe we should just kiss to break the tension." { From Rick but he's saying this in a casual, hard-to-tell-if-its-a-joke type of way } from: 𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒

"Maybe."

Fish had nonchalantly replied, leaning against the kitchen counter. With a little smile, she examined Rick for a moment, trying to figure out if he was serious or not. On the other hand, her answer had been quite serious; partly because she did think kissing would be nice, partly because flustering Rick had become one of her favorite past times. While his counterpart was easy to rile up, he was particularly cute when put on the spot.

"I mean, the house's empty." She raised her eyebrows knowingly. "And you're right, it would be a good way to break the tension. Let it all out, you know." With a slight push, she stepped away from the counter and towards Rick, placing herself in front of him (and too close for comfort). She was so close in fact, that he could feel her soft breath caressing his face when she spoke.

"Too much tension's not good for you."

[shimmerbeasts]

✔ { For any and all your muses, i'm interested in all of them 👀 }

Quick and easy plotting guide||Accepting.

My muse(s): Jinx, Silco, Sevika, Warwick, Vi, Naafiri

Do I know your muse(s):  yes | no | a little | tell me about your muse

Setting: our verse | my verse | your verse | modern | alternate universe | other

Pre-established relationships? yes | no | depends on the relationship

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Feel free to: message me ooc | message me ic | tell me your ideas | write a starter | answer one of my opens | send a meme | reblog this with your preferences - let’s find common interests!

[muse-inn]

🔥  —  everything’s all aflame! { For Grum ! } @advnterccs  / meme

There's definitely that time shortly after Kraang Prime's demise. Grum had been part of the Kraang hive for a long, long time. Being suddenly severed from that connection and having their own personality and memories flowing back in slowly, left them and the other Utrom in a state of complete disarray. But while the majority of them returned home and all continued their normal lives like nothing ever happened, Grum was one of these that remained at a loss and refused to go home. Instead, they traveled and had a look at what the Kraang did while trying to figure out who they actually are.

They dealt with plenty of very chaotic moments in their life that were beyond their control. And there is much emphasis on beyond their control when it comes to the time as a Kraang. Like being involved in fighting the Utrom Council, or the Turtles.

On a more lighthearted note maybe, Grum's first attempts at sustaining on their own have been greatly chaotic too. They had to learn to cook for one, and they also had to figure out how to earn money and make it without getting in any trouble with intergalactic laws. And while Grum decided that they don't want to have anything to do with their memories of Kraang Prime anymore, there's still their inner Kraang that sometimes shows itself, much to their own dismay. 'It's okay if no one sees it'. 'No one has to know about this'. You know. The kind of things one shouldn't do, still do for XYZ reasons and then their actions totally backfire into their ass only one minute later. Grum unfortunately has a tendency to ride themself into the most random terrible situations despite their wish to actually avoid them. Often they have good intentions but go about them in very awkward ways and totally lose control over what happens next. Which I like to think makes 99% of their encounters with other muses tbh.

[countlessrealities]

@advnterccs sent:

It's early in the morning. Perhaps a little too early. Though, it didn't matter. Morty snuck into the bedroom just before the sun rose. Creeping up to the bed where his counterpart still slept.

A cupcake in his hand with a small present that was wrapped up. (If opened would reveal the latest new video game!)

"Happy birthday, PM, I-I wanted to be the first one to wish you that."

{ To your Morty from my Morty !! }

These days, Morty was a light sleeper. He had been forced to learn to be, with Rick barging in his room at any hour of the night. Being half asleep during adventures was never a good idea, so the sooner he woke up, the less he risked getting hurt during whatever the scientist had planned for them.

So, the moment he felt the mattress dipping, his mind instantly assumed that it had to be his grandfather about to drag him along for some insane trip. Why expecting anything else? This was his routine, what he was used to, his life.

Reason why he was utterly stunned when he found himself face to face with his counterpart instead.

He knew that it was their shared birthday, he had gotten a gift for the others and prepared a little thing for the two of them, for later that day. No way he would have forgotten. His still half asleep mind, however, was a whole different matter.

"...FM...?" He slurred, voice still dazed.

It was only when his brain fully registered what his boyfriend had said that he finally put the pieces together.

Oh.

An excited grin spread on his lips as he took in the snack and the present, eyes sparkling as he reached out to take the latter. As much as he wanted to se what was inside, he held the urge back.

The real gift was having his other self there with him and that was what he wanted to focus on.

"H-Happy birthday you too," he answered, his expression softening, excitement turning into adoration and eagerness into contentment. "T-Thanks for this. An-And for being here."

He cupped his counterpart's cheek, leaning to press a chaste but lingering kiss on his lips, full of longing and happiness.

"Y-You're the best birthday present I-I could ever hope for."

[dogtccth]

@advnterccs asked:

❝ i’m guessing you’ve got a lot of questions. ❞ { To Jerry from Rick ! }

" I don't even know where to start , Rick . " And part of him doesn't even want to . But his curiosity seemed to get the best of him .

[shctupmeg]

If meg were to be told about the spaghetti incident morty went through she would be livid. She already gets upset enough when morty is traumatized but to be told the incident was rooted in food she would be pissed. To know something she loved through her passion of cooking and baking was used to hurt someone she loved she would reach peak rage. She'd wanna kick rick's ass so badly.

[imprvdente]

"So, four bingos, wh-what do I win?" { From Rick~ }

from: are you fish's type? status: accepting (even if we don't have a ship!)

Ignoring the slight blush that had spread on her cheeks, Fish raised her eyebrows knowingly. "Four bingos! Let me see... You win a kiss," she grinned, leaning closer.

[moved-to-civic-hub]

@advnterccs replied to your post:

Morty asks her out on a date! But he's really nervous about it!

"Ok."

[mnstcrsiiistcrs]

Morty approaches Marsha, slightly nervous, fingers fidgeting around the mug in his hands. "Uh, here, I-I made you this, you seem like you need it," It's hot chocolate with whipped cream on top! "L-Let me know if you need anything, at any time, I-I'm here for you." { To Marsha from Morty for this meme }

Looks at Morty. Looks at the mug in Morty's hands. Proceeds to take the mug and mumbles, "Thanks." With that, she takes a sip of the hot chocoate.

make my character feel loved | open & accepting

[countlessrealities]

"Shut Up" Kiss starters

@advnterccs sent: "I love you. That's all that matters." 💋 { To your Rick from my Rick ofc }

Fights were something intrinsic to every sort of relationship. Friends, family, romantic partners. Wherever there was an attachment deep enough to make you care about the other person's opinons, conflict was bound to happen. Even when you were trying everything in your power to prevent it.

Rick knew that, perhaps a little too well. He had gotten used to his personal bonds ending in heartbreak of some kind more often than not. So much that, in certain moments, he even believed that it was the only outcome he could ever have. Because of that, at some point, he had even started to intentionally cause those fights. It was dumb, it was self-destructive, but he clung to the idea that you got less hurt, if you were the one to bring harm first.

It had never really worked out that way, but bad habits were always hard to break. If not impossible.

Or, at least, that was what he had believed until his boyfriend had proved him wrong. His counterpart did that a lot, even if never on purpose, and Rick still didn't know if it was a blessing or a curse. What was for sure was that it was a fact and he would have never had it any other way.

It came with his other self and he would never change a single thing about him, good or bad, no matter what.

The thought caused his chest to tighten painfully. Fighting with his boyfriend was something he truly hated. They rarely did, something he was thankful for, but at times it just couldn't be avoided. Their egos, their personalities, their tempers, so many things about them and their lives made it unavoidable, even for the smartest men in the universe.

They always made up, no matter how bad the fight was, and that was the only knowledge that made the whole process bearable, but that didn't change that it was agony. Like his heart was ripped out every time.

"L-Listen, Rick, I...That wasn't fair. W-What I said," he started, voice filled with regret and uncertainty. "I-I was mad and you were mad, an-and we both fucked up, but...I-I still shouldn't have."

He wasn't sure of how to word it right, he had never been good at apologies, but this had to be perfect. He had to make it up to his counterpart properly. It was the least he could do.

"I-I guess that what I'm trying to say is...-"

And he himself would have never know what it was because his boyfriend placed a finger on his lips before he could finish the sentence, speaking those sweet, warm words in a whisper. And those alone were enough to make Rick melt.

The kiss that followed only fed into that feeling, washing over him like a gentle wave of soft bliss and wiping away the ache that had still been echoing in his heart. The touch of those lips made him forget everything, as if it was enough to collapse the universe into a bubble were just the two of them existed. A space were all he could feel was love and them.

They were far from perfect and there would be more ups and downs waiting for them along the road, but honestly? He would gladly embrace them all because what they had there, while it could never be paradise, was all they longed for and all they thought they could never find again.