I wish Summer and Morty could be allowed to coexist with the same amount of respect. It's either Morty's a dog or Summer's a petty bitch. LET THEM BE GOOD CHARACTERS TOGETHER HOLY SHIT IT SHOULD NOT BE THAT HARD
I already mentioned before that Summer is overhated. She's also heavily sexualized and I won't get into that...other than the fact that even the show thinks she's not attractive. Outside of creepy pervs like Pissmaster and that one guy from Unity's planet or forced incest fantasies like the second episode of the show...they hate her bro 😭 and that's just HER being HER no weirdos no forcing
[When Ethan dumped her for Tricia and when she wasn't taken by aliens because she wasn't deemed attractive, two examples]
this is practically canon, you cannot change my mind
Summary: The last several hours had consisted of x-rays, exams, a hefty amount of drugs, and wishing he knew where his mother was. Noel wasn’t paying attention to everything they did and told him. He nodded along, trusting that they knew what they were doing. After hours of pain, numbness, agony, and anxiety, he'd been admitted to a room with Mischa and Ricky. He didn't know where the girls were. He could only hope they were okay. The left side of Noel's body was covered in bruises. A few of his ribs were, indeed, broken. No wonder they felt so tender. One of them had slipped. He’d gotten good local anesthetic for that. His back had been crying out pathetically. He could still feel the dull aches. Luckily, he was very heavily drugged up on painkillers. An IV dripped into his arm, pumping him full of relief and vitamins. This was far from the first bag today, as he had been given blood earlier. All the meds had made him feel achy and quiet. His mind was still fuzzy, but he preferred that to the excruciating pain. Noel had been the lucky one.
Scrolling through the main tag is such emotional whiplash… you’ve got Morty with memory loss terrified and questioning everything and then the next post is horny Prime
Summary: It's Ricky's eighteen the birthday. The first once since the accident. Everything feels so surreal. The world seems so distant. Luckily for him, he's got five friends, one being his crush, who are now closer to him than ever.
Thank you @ttheatre-trashh for your assistance and also all your lovely stories.
Thank you my beloved partner @deepseagiants for proofreading for me <3
"𝘏𝘺𝘱𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴𝘰𝘯, 𝘩𝘶𝘩? 𝘎𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶."
Summary: “How could I ever do it?” Ocean asked softly.
Karnak wasn't expecting that. "What?"
"How could I ever choose just one?"
Ocean hesitates when she is asked to vote. Karnak, touched by the choir's newfound friendship, decides to attempt something that he had previously thought impossible. And yet, one would be surprised what some magic, compassion, and the fother-mucking power of friendship is capable of. Still, Karnak is powerless to prevent the accident.
Still reeling from their initial death and now recovering from the second crash, the St. Cassian Chamber Choir is left to learn how to love their home and renewed lives. Unable to tell anyone about the first crash or their experience in the warehouse, the singers are left with only each other for support. In the midst of hurting and healing, they find solace in their newfound bond, their far-from-the-city-little-itty-bitty-pretty hometown, and a nurse who would do anything to care for them.
I just got "soft fired", so I'm in a limbo between employed and unemployed rn and have no money until next Wednesday, and that paycheck is gonna be baron, so I have commissions open AND I posted the Rick and Morty tamagotchi charms early to my Ko-Fi
https://ko-fi.com/insistant