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[infinitegod]

#IFINITEGOD | a flux activity duo muse for RICK C-137 * & RICK PRIME from adult swim's rick * & morty [ . . .] hc based , canon div. . synthesized by drew ! ! ! 26 , he / him . RULES BELOW , bios currently under construction .

general rp rules apply : no godmodding , no infomodding, no force shipping , no unnecessary drama , etc.

DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT / DDDNE : this blog will explore triggering themes , such as ( but not limited to ) childhood trauma + its long lasting effects , the path from victim to victimizer , *-& the misuse of power / authority . cw for abuse, torture, + graphic depictions of violence. i generally will not be tagging things unless asked and / or i notice someone has a trigger listed in their rules .

DNI : if you're below 21 years old , if you're bigoted in any way , shape , or form , or if you're overly involved in RPC drama.

not necessarily a rule but I usually like to get to know my writing partners and become friends mayhaps! :pleading: I genuinely enjoy chatting, plotting, and such. if you're down to clown we can deffo exchange discords at any point!

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i'm tempted to bring back the fancy formatting .. BUT have periods where i take breaks from it. also not use it depending on who i'm writing with and their needs / preferences.

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just a little update!! promise i'll be here soon:

went on a mini vacation last week and got back home on tuesday night. then, I had to be an adult and do adult things which really stressed me out. now i'm just decompressing. hope you guys are all doing well. <33

[infinitegod]

" Tell me what you want, baby. Want me to be yours? To be your girlfriend or your wife? Why should I stay with you huh? Convince me." @petalsxfallen for prime.

' Want me to be yours?' / ' Convince me.' .... For once, Rick Prime doesn't snark or snap in response. In fact, he doesn't speak at all ---- hardly even breathes. Instead, Prime does his best to assess the situation logically and look beyond the fluttering in his chest. ( But they have long since passed the point of objectivity ).

Petal speaks in serrated edges, flaying Prime alive with each and every word. The truth is: he does want her ---- wants her hurt, broken, and completely his own.

It's violently quiet in the wake of her words. Still without responding, he suddenly reaches out to stroke the side of her face. If allowed this would be one of the very few times Prime has treated her with care. Then, he poses a question of his own, " Does it LOOK like I beg?" he scoffs, a denial meant to hide his earlier hesitation, but it was clear that Petal struck a nerve.

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Another day, another adventure gone horribly awry. Rick landed his ship hard in the driveway, taking a moment to sit there and try to decompress. Morty was pissed at him. They almost got killed. What else is new?

Rick grumbled under his breath, running a hand down his face. He had absolutely no idea where Morty had fucked off to with his portal gun, and he could only hope Morty was home and in bed by now. If Morty was missing, his bad night was bound to turn worse when Beth inevitably chewed him out.

God, he needed a drink...

Rick finally got out of his ship and trudged his way into his lab, only to freeze when he saw another Rick in his house.

Rick didn't exactly play nice with other Ricks, and under most circumstances, Rick would have immediately been on the attack seeing a strange Rick in his lab. But seeing the state that this guy was in made him hopeful that he wasn't here looking for trouble. Maybe a Rick that died and got rerouted to his own Operation Phoenix. Or a Rick that needed a break from his own dimension.

Either way, this guy looked like he was going through it, and boy did he know that feeling.

Rick kept his distance, just in case he had to react or defend himself. "Hey, bro. If you press on that wall behind you it opens a door to where I keep my good space booze. You look like you need it."

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Upon hearing him speak c-137's heart sinks. Muscles become tense and gaze darts up from the table to his double. Initially, he is confused and defensive, a guard dog eager to attack every ( perceived ) threat.

In all honesty, He didn't have the kindness or patience to play ' Twenty-one Questions' and find out what the hell another Rick was doing in his dimension. Not today.

However, before c-137 could offer the other an ultimatum ( ' Get the fuck out or get a hole through your head,' ) he realizes that this Rick wasn't the intruder. In his whirlwind of self destruction, c-137 must have landed himself in the wrong dimension. Go-fucking-figure.

He gives a long look, absentmindedly running a shaky hand through messy blue hair. c-137 weighs out his options: He could trust this guy and .... what? Open the secret panel, add much needed fuel to the fire. Or .... fall victim to some sort of ( super obvious ) trap. Given this person is another version of himself trust is a luxury that Rick just can't afford.

Even if top shelf space booze is extremely tempting.

" I- .... S-Sorry. I didn't mean to-to come here." He says, stumbling over slurred syllables. A beat of silence. His mind goes back to the other's promise of more alcohol ( the good kind ). It's then that he decides to allow himself a compromise between instinct and impulse. " Th-Think you could .. could open it for me?" c-137 asks, tone laden with distrust. " N-No offense...."

[infinitegod]

PLOTTED STARTER | @petalsxfallen !!!!

Softness is unbecoming of someone like Rick Prime. He is sharpened claws and snapping jaws ---- not a vessel for good intent. Involving himself with Petal has only cemented the fact, etched it in stone. They carve the other open and pick out the ugliest, most vile parts they can find.

And yet .... sometimes, rarely, there are intervals of peace between the two; moments spent together wiith limbs intertwined, lying in the wake of destruction. During these times Prime is usually quiet and still, a statue, hoping to keep the fleeting calm just a little while longer. You'd almost think he didn't enjoy dancing on a razor's edge.

Ever present is the knowledge that eventually she'll leave him. Again. Maybe sooner rather than later if previous encounters are considered. The mere thought brings him to the intersection of excitement and malaise. Then, with only a slight hesitation, Prime decides to break the silence. " Bet you wish things could always be like this, huh?"

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@infinitegod from here!

Voice cuts through the dark like a blade finding its mark— unhurried, neither warm nor cold:

"Rough night?"

Feyd is already there. Has been, apparently, for gods knows how long— leaning against the far wall with his arms crossed and one boot propped flat against it, the posture of a man who has nowhere pressing to be and prefers to make a spectacle of it. The portal had been a mess— flickering, spitting static, depositing him three feet to the left of where he'd intended— but it had worked well enough. It always works well enough. That is the philosophy Feyd operates by.

More or less.

He'd seen the state of things immediately upon arrival and made the quiet, instinctive decision to stay back. Not out of courtesy, exactly. More out of the particular brand of patience that comes from having watched enough men come apart at the seams to know when one was mid-unraveling and not yet ready for an audience.

Boredom, though--

--“I have something for that.”

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' Rough night?' As soon as the words are spoken Rick's heart sank. Until that moment he hadn't known that his grief drew an audience. Once again he is reminded of the ever present self-contempt and disgust; if something happened to his family ( again ) .... Well, nevermind. C-137 doesn't dwell on the what-ifs much longer. That'll come later on. Instead, he gets to his feet, just slightly aware that he is swaying.

Bloodshot eyes frantically scan the area for this intruder / this potential threat. Everything is blurred, a whirlwind of stimuli. Any other time he would be mesmerized by how the world looks through an intoxicated haze. But not tonight. Finally, Rick finds what ( or who ) he's looking for and immediately reaches for a weapon, one of many at his disposal.

Whilst searching for the right words ( or, maybe, the will to act ), his unwelcome guest speaks again, ' I have something for that.' This gives C-137 pause. The intruder could very well be lying. Lying is what people do, after all. He would know that better than anyone. But .... Rick was caught at the best of times because tonight nothing was working, nothing eased the pain. Pain which he so desperately needed to rid himself of- if only for a little while. So, despite his better judgement, Rick decides to humor Feyd.

"oh, y-ya do, huh? 'n wh-what would that be?"

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i wanna change my c-137's story a little bit : i feel like he was completely head over heels / infatuated with diane . . like . worshiped the ground she walked on . all sorts of unhealthy ---- especially since he was far more into her than she was to him . rather than a mutually loving relationship ( like I currently have them as ) . also diane definitely knew this + used it to her advantage . c-137 was / is / always will be blinded by his love for her .

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“ I like not thinking about you . Those are peaceful times for me . So unless we’re fighting what do you want from me , man ? ” @petalsxfallen for PRIME RICK .

i like not thinking about you [ . . . ] prime wished he could say the same . ever since they've met all of his thoughts lead back to petal one way or another : holding her , HURTING HER , everything in between . he likes to think there isn't any love lost because GOD ISN'T LOVE , that he has no desire for sweet nothings or tender moments . no . INSTEAD , he is corrosive , cruelty incarnate * & if given the chance everyone , even petal , will suffer by his hand .

" ouch . " prime snarks , voice flat , expression unamused . " almost sounds like you HATE me . . " her question ( * & the heartache it caused ) goes unacknowledged . later ---- when he's all alone ---- prime would STEAL a page from C-137's book * & drown every unsavory emotion with the multiverse's strongest liquor .

[infinitegod]

just a reminder : for now i'll mostly be active friday - sundays !!! probably gonna add this to my rules , but i wanted to assure that i wasn't pulling a disappearing act again lol

[infinitegod]

less active this weekend than planned due to a family emergency. BUT i did respond to an ask so !!! yay me .

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' TRUTH SERUM + how do you feel about petal / @petalsxfallen ? ? ? for prime ! ! ! '

as soon as the question is posed WORD VOMIT creeps its way up his throat , threatens to spew sacred knowledge everywhere . LUCKILY this isn't the most damaging confession ---- though it is embarrassing . the truth is always acrid * & WILDLY unbecoming of someone who likens himself to a god . for a second RICK PRIME can see just how exposed he is , vulnerable , secrets SOON to be on display ( A SURGICAL KNIFE PREPARING TO CUT OPEN * & DISSECT ) . however , he quickly regains his composure with a mask of cool indifference before surrendering to the serum [ . . . ]

" did no one ever teach ya to MIND YOUR OWN ? ? ? " there's a beat of silence , patient * & expectant . despite his best efforts prime is compelled to keep speaking . " i --- I HATE HER . " the confession hangs heavy in the air . " i mean . . i think i do ? ? ? " contempt drips from each syllable as he continues . " well , i'm PRETTY SURE the feeling's mutual ( which i seriously don't get ---- i'm a fuckin' catch ) ! ! ! " another pause , a deep breath .

" ya wanna know what's REALLY fucked up ? ? ? " prime doesn't allow any time for a response , " she's always on my mind . ALWAYS ! ! ! like a shitty pop song . but ---- maybe . . if someone turned her gem to shards [ . . . ] " he trails off . nothing more needs to be said .

[infinitegod]

just a reminder : for now i'll mostly be active friday - sundays !!! probably gonna add this to my rules , but i wanted to assure that i wasn't pulling a disappearing act again lol

[pitaparka]

halloween word prompts

eerie fall prompts for your enjoyment! take as you please :)

1. pitch black

2. true crime

3. cabin fever

4. broken mirrors

5. scary movies

6. injuries

7. heights

8. needles

9. potions

10. raking

11. needle in a hay stack

12. harvest moon

13. friday the thirteenth

14. jumps scares

15. clowns

16. haunted maze

17. ghosts

18. sweet tooth

19. black cats

20. pumpkin carving

21. bugs

22. costumes

23. goosebumps

24. trick or treating

25. bones

26. pranks

27. devil

28. poison

29. blood

30. spiders

31. soaked

[fadedpagesandworldstages]

truth serum !

send “ Truth Serum + [ a question ] ” , and my muse has to answer truthfully.

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whilst i'm makin' pinterest boards for the boys would anyone want a smallish starter ? ? ?

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i'd love it if i can get some blog recommendations ! ! ! or even other blogs that y'all have and feel that our muses would have interesting interactions :} i'm planning on sorting through the r&m rp tag but last time I did I was met w/ mostly inactive blogs .