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messedupmorti:

“I-I’ll try not to.” She gave him a shaky smile, wringing her hands together. “T-Thank you.”

“ Don’t mention it, kid. “ He gave her a hefty pat on the back.

#messedupmorti #{ rick's like is this bc we broke up }

@messedupmorti { im ur grandpa now }

messedupmorti:

“I-I’m sorry, I always end up be-beating myself up at the worst times.” The girl wiped her eyes, rubbing away the faintest of tears on her face. “It’s uh, it’s a bad habit, haha…”

“ Look, everything’s gonna be fine, got it? So don’t go getting all kinds of upset over stuff like that, okay? “

#messedupmorti #{ rick comes back like what the fuck is this }

Outside The Mystery Shack, Muni was wandering about curiously; their magical pink ears twitching and their eyes surveying the area. Such a curious sight, this place was to them. They didn't get out that often, and tried to stay as far out of human sight as possible, lord only knows how humans treat the supernatural. (sweetyskele)

Bill sat on the back porch, taking a sip of Pit Cola, gagging slightly as he was met with the pit from the bottom of the can. “ Yeesh, who was the wise guy who started putting fruit seeds in soda? “ Spitting the pit into his hand, he looked it over, throwing the pit into the yard.

#Anonymous

messedupmorti:

She sighed. “Yeah…I’m-I’m probably overreacting anyways, I always do…” A bitter smile came to her lips. “H-How pathetic am I? I-I-I can’t even keep my-myself together for five minutes…”

“ Ah, geez, kid... You Morti’s sure do like to be hard on yourselves... Look, being a Rick’s companion is kind of hard, but don’t give yourself a hard time because of it. “

#messedupmorti #{ bill's like im ur grandpa now }

bezazzled:

“Mhm.” She kept her glare for another moment, before turning to pack her scrapbooking supplies in a backpack. “Where are you even gonna take me, anyway? Some hellish underworld sorta place or something?”

“ Don’t be ridiculous! You’re not even what we would call a ‘level one’ yet! No, no, no. We’ll start here in this dimension! “

#bezazzled #{ you cant go to hell until level 80 }

bezazzled:

“If you even touch him with the slightest bit of evil intent, I w i l l have your head. GOT IT?”

“ Yeesh, whatever you say, Shooting Star. Whatever you say. “

#bezazzled #{ m y god }

bezazzled:

“I’m taking Waddles, I’m, like, the only person he listens to. I can’t leave him here and make Stan take care of him. And I’m definitely not sending him home, not without me.”

“ Alright, alright, geez. But if he gets into too much trouble, it’s bye-bye pork chops! Got it? “

#bezazzled #{ why would u threaten waddles wtf }

messedupmorti:

“Yeah…” She shoved her hands in her pockets, swaying back and forth on her feet, a tired expression overtaking her face. “It’s…It’s hard to remember. Sometimes it feels like-like I’m just another one of-of his tools or something.”

“ Ah, don’t beat yourself up over it, Morti. It’s just how your grandpa is, he doesn’t mean anything by it... It’s just... It’s in his nature. “

#messedupmorti #{ bill and morti having a heart to heart abt rick has me fucked up }

messedupmorti:

“Y-Yeah, well, you kind-kinda learn to expect that from pe-people, e-especially people like-like Rick.” A thoughtful frown replaced the glare she had on her face, and she glanced down at the ground. “Yo-You and grandpa, huh? Can’t say I’m-I’m surprised.”

“ Yeah, we had spent a lot of time together. Rick really is something, kid. You know, you shouldn’t hate him for what he does. He only does what’s best for you. Cuz he loves you, y’know? “

#messedupmorti #{ bill what tf do u know about love }

bezazzled:

“Appreciated, but not needed. Although I guess it’d be nice if I ever did need it.” She knelt down and started folding the sweaters he’d stuffed in. “Besides, I already have most of my stuff in this thing.”

“ Whatever you say, kid. The offer still stands when it’s needed. So, next order of business; the pink squeal beast. Are you leaving it here or are you gonna take it with us...? “

#bezazzled #{ it's ok bill u can say pig }

do you rp with OCs? >///<

{ i do, but how often depends on what kind of chemistry they end up having with Bill! }

#; ooc #{ like if bill doesnt like messing w them or he has no use for them he'll have weak chemistry }#Anonymous

messedupmorti:

“Yeah, w-well thi-things aren’t people.” She hissed through her teeth, ignoring the snide comment about her age. “Ha-Have you ever actually, I don’t know, c-cared about somebody else’s well-well being? Or is y-your only goal in life to make ev-everyone suffer?”

“ At this point, yeah, all I want is for people to be miserable! But back before your time, your grandpa Rick and I were an item, kid. He was the first person I really cared about! He was my everything! And...! And... He left me, just like he left you. “

#messedupmorti #{ hits morti with the empathy bomb }

pinetrce:

Dipper opened his mouth to make some snide remark back when suddenly, a sickening thought struck him. What if this was all part of a plan—what if Bill was trying to trap him into a deal or something?

“Wait—let me guess. Is this some kind of a setup?”

“ As if! Where do you think your uncle Sixer has been for the past week? He’s been with me, wise guy! We’ve been dimension hopping! And now he’s LOST! “

#pinetrce #{ bill is the physical embodiment of paranoia inducing }

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messedupmorti:

“Just because I-I’ll be happy if he co-comes back doesn’t mean I’m g-gonna fucking forgive him.” She sneered, crossing her arms with a huff. “Of c-course, a fucking demon who’s never even cared about anyone but himself would-wouldn’t get that.”

“ Listen, Morti. Kid. I maybe a demon, but there are plenty of things that I’ve cared about. I wouldn’t expect you to get that though, you’re-- what?-- twelve?? “

#messedupmorti #{ when he call u 12 #but ur 14 }

pinetrce:

Dipper’s anger was quickly outweighing the fear Bill usually managed to instill in him.

“No, I am not taking no for an answer! If you got my uncle lost in some alternate dimension, you need to find a way to get him back!”

“ I can’t just snap my fingers and bring him back, y’know. It isn’t that easy. Frankly, I don’t know what dimension he’s in at this point, he could be anywhere! “

#pinetrce #{ tonights theme: children beating bills ass }

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