Fuck titles I don't need one

INACTIVE

[gottalovearickinuniform]

OKAY SO...

I’ve decided to leave my Rick and Morty accounts untouched. Tumblr may delete them come time, but I’m not gonna do it myself. I’m more or less just gonna abandon them.

Tbh? I don’t have the heart to do it. I’ve moved on, I’m probably never gonna publicly RP these assholes ever again, but all the friends and memories I’ve made on here just won’t let me do it. XD

ANYWAY, if you still wanna catch me for a conversation or maybe a private RP if we were close on here, then hit me up on @manicjimmy!

Otherwise it’s been great knowing you all, and hopeully this place will survive for me to visit fondly someday. If not, then that’s just how shit goes down I guess.

Bye friendos!

[gottalovearickinuniform]

YO!

Okay so since Tumblr is changing their policies and shit and I’m probably never coming back then I’m gonna delete these old blogs! That being said, I’m making a whole new start on Tumblr and DA! FEEL FREE TO FOLLOW ME AT @manicjimmy! I’m giving everyone a week to switch over there before I delete everything here.

Otherwise, sorry it just kinda ended like this lol. I love you guys still and it has been incredibly fun, but I’m just not feeling my Ricks anymore. I’ll probably still do private RPs with my guys here, and I will be drawing them still, but as for these RP accounts? Probably not gonna ever happen again.

SO YEAH PLEASE FOLLOW ME ON MY NEW ACCOUNT! If not then it has been nice knowing you! UuU

[rick-off-blog]

[Text] hey Hattie? Just meet me in the normal alley. [Text] and don't tell your snitch of a bf this time.

[TXT] the fuck is this

[rick-off-blog]

“Whatever, I admitted to not having a portal gun already,” he scoffed, crossing his arms.

[zeemoog-search-history]

But why did you say you had it in the first place?

[rick-off-blog]

“Because I thought I wouldn’t have to waste my time deckin your ass!” he said, “But now that you’re here-”

He quickly swung at the other’s face.

[zeemoog-search-history]

*just stands there. My face feels like its made from metal and I don’t even react*

[rick-off-blog]

“FUCKING SHIT!” he cried out, pulling his hand back in pain. He was already wondering if he had broken his hand, “The fuck kind of alien are you??”

[zeemoog-search-history]

I’m a God. Like…that’s my race… I’m not a Rick, I don’t just claim to be a god…

[rick-off-blog]

Still holding his hand and trying not to cry he whimpered at the other, “A-a god? Just m-my fucking luck…”

[zeemoog-search-history]

Well, don’t just randomly pick fights with people who can text interdimensionally?

[rick-off-blog]

“Jesus, I thought it was just a Rick or Morty! Maybe an alien!” he scowled, gritting his teeth as pain shot through his hand. “Whatever, you win, okay? I gotta find a way to fix myself up!“

[zeemoog-search-history]

Just…*sighs* give me your hand…

[rick-off-blog]

“You’re just gonna twist it or something!” he said, backing away from the other.

[rick-off-blog]

Hey babe I was wondering, do you do those tattoos yourself like a badass or do you like use permanent marker like a dweeb? (Funk As Puck~ )

“They’re real!” he scowled. “The piercings are too!”

[asterosian]

He deserves to get the hormones and surgery he needs to feel comfortable in his own body

[disappointingorgasm]

Who’s he?

[asterosian]

The trans boy reading this post

[rick-off-blog]

[Text] hey Hattie? Just meet me in the normal alley. [Text] and don't tell your snitch of a bf this time.

[TXT] the fuck is this

[rick-off-blog]

“Whatever, I admitted to not having a portal gun already,” he scoffed, crossing his arms.

[zeemoog-search-history]

But why did you say you had it in the first place?

[rick-off-blog]

“Because I thought I wouldn’t have to waste my time deckin your ass!” he said, “But now that you’re here-”

He quickly swung at the other’s face.

[zeemoog-search-history]

*just stands there. My face feels like its made from metal and I don’t even react*

[rick-off-blog]

“FUCKING SHIT!” he cried out, pulling his hand back in pain. He was already wondering if he had broken his hand, “The fuck kind of alien are you??”

[zeemoog-search-history]

I’m a God. Like…that’s my race… I’m not a Rick, I don’t just claim to be a god…

[rick-off-blog]

Still holding his hand and trying not to cry he whimpered at the other, “A-a god? Just m-my fucking luck…”

[zeemoog-search-history]

Well, don’t just randomly pick fights with people who can text interdimensionally?

[rick-off-blog]

“Jesus, I thought it was just a Rick or Morty! Maybe an alien!” he scowled, gritting his teeth as pain shot through his hand. “Whatever, you win, okay? I gotta find a way to fix myself up!“

[rick-off-blog]

{txt} you would not believe what has happened to me. want a get high? @thedevilismyshadow

@thedevilismyshadow

[TXT] hell yeah the fuck did u do

[thedevilismyshadow]

{txt you want me over? we uh… can’t smoke here anymore…

[rick-off-blog]

[TXT] yeah prolly man whtever u wanna do

[thedevilismyshadow]

{Txt} I’ll be there in a few. Dark sends the txt before grabbing his stash of pot and slipping into the shadows to travel to were ever Punk was. “Maannn so much.”

[rick-off-blog]

Punk just lived in an abandon building in the Citadel. He had just dragged old or stolen furniture there for himself to live comfortably. He was sitting on his mattress (that he used instead of a full bed) on the floor of the living room, where he basically kept everything.

[thedevilismyshadow]

Dark wasn’t one to judge and he sits down with him groaning. “Where the fuck have you been? and do you have a pipe.” he asks, leaning lightly on his shoulder before getting ahold of himself. “an and were to st start! fuck, well remember that cute maid I knew?” Dark then starts to ramble on about how he had fallen in love, got a pussy, got pregnant, laid the eggs, then got kidnapped. “No like literally this goddess of time, s she turned me into a kid man…”

[rick-off-blog]

“Holy fucking shit, dude!” he exclaimed, going to grab a bong off his makeshift table of cinder blocks and a door. “I’ve been kinda ducking out lately. I kept getting in trouble with the cops and then one of them made me suck his dick and like…uh, I didn’t wanna deal with that again.”

[thedevilismyshadow]

Dark snorts as he comes back over. “that all? Dude, cop dick is like, the smallest thing to worry about here.” he grunts packing the bong when he comes back. Looking around the place he sighs before grabbing his lighter out of his pocket. “shit…look, y you uh, you want a place to stay man?”

[rick-off-blog]

“You don’t get it, it was way worse than that. I just…don’t like talking about it,” he squirmed a little. “And, nah, I do pretty good here. Well, unless it gets too hot or cold.”

[thedevilismyshadow]

“ay, its cool. We all got stuff we don’t want to talk about.” he says clapping him on the shoulder lightly before lighting up. Passing the bong after he breathes out slowly and lays down. “well I got a couch in the basement, long as a portal ta hell next door ain’t a problem you can stay the night.” he says lacing his fingers under his head. “or you know, I’ll send some blankets who knows.” he shrugs just glad to have a friend in the moment

[rick-off-blog]

“Portal to Hell, huh?” he smirked before puffing it himself. After holding it in as long as he could, he puffed out again with a few coughs, “I could probably deal with that. I’ve already met the other guy with you anyway.”

[rick-off-blog]

[Text] hey Hattie? Just meet me in the normal alley. [Text] and don't tell your snitch of a bf this time.

[TXT] the fuck is this

[rick-off-blog]

“Whatever, I admitted to not having a portal gun already,” he scoffed, crossing his arms.

[zeemoog-search-history]

But why did you say you had it in the first place?

[rick-off-blog]

“Because I thought I wouldn’t have to waste my time deckin your ass!” he said, “But now that you’re here-”

He quickly swung at the other’s face.

[zeemoog-search-history]

*just stands there. My face feels like its made from metal and I don’t even react*

[rick-off-blog]

“FUCKING SHIT!” he cried out, pulling his hand back in pain. He was already wondering if he had broken his hand, “The fuck kind of alien are you??”

[zeemoog-search-history]

I’m a God. Like…that’s my race… I’m not a Rick, I don’t just claim to be a god…

[rick-off-blog]

Still holding his hand and trying not to cry he whimpered at the other, “A-a god? Just m-my fucking luck...”

[rick-off-blog]

[Text] hey Hattie? Just meet me in the normal alley. [Text] and don't tell your snitch of a bf this time.

[TXT] the fuck is this

[rick-off-blog]

“Whatever, I admitted to not having a portal gun already,” he scoffed, crossing his arms.

[zeemoog-search-history]

But why did you say you had it in the first place?

[rick-off-blog]

“Because I thought I wouldn’t have to waste my time deckin your ass!” he said, “But now that you’re here-”

He quickly swung at the other’s face.

[zeemoog-search-history]

*just stands there. My face feels like its made from metal and I don’t even react*

[rick-off-blog]

“FUCKING SHIT!” he cried out, pulling his hand back in pain. He was already wondering if he had broken his hand, “The fuck kind of alien are you??”

[rick-off-blog]

{txt} you would not believe what has happened to me. want a get high? @thedevilismyshadow

@thedevilismyshadow

[TXT] hell yeah the fuck did u do

[thedevilismyshadow]

{txt you want me over? we uh… can’t smoke here anymore…

[rick-off-blog]

[TXT] yeah prolly man whtever u wanna do

[thedevilismyshadow]

{Txt} I’ll be there in a few. Dark sends the txt before grabbing his stash of pot and slipping into the shadows to travel to were ever Punk was. “Maannn so much.”

[rick-off-blog]

Punk just lived in an abandon building in the Citadel. He had just dragged old or stolen furniture there for himself to live comfortably. He was sitting on his mattress (that he used instead of a full bed) on the floor of the living room, where he basically kept everything.

[thedevilismyshadow]

Dark wasn’t one to judge and he sits down with him groaning. “Where the fuck have you been? and do you have a pipe.” he asks, leaning lightly on his shoulder before getting ahold of himself. “an and were to st start! fuck, well remember that cute maid I knew?” Dark then starts to ramble on about how he had fallen in love, got a pussy, got pregnant, laid the eggs, then got kidnapped. “No like literally this goddess of time, s she turned me into a kid man…”

[rick-off-blog]

“Holy fucking shit, dude!” he exclaimed, going to grab a bong off his makeshift table of cinder blocks and a door. “I’ve been kinda ducking out lately. I kept getting in trouble with the cops and then one of them made me suck his dick and like…uh, I didn’t wanna deal with that again.”

[thedevilismyshadow]

Dark snorts as he comes back over. “that all? Dude, cop dick is like, the smallest thing to worry about here.” he grunts packing the bong when he comes back. Looking around the place he sighs before grabbing his lighter out of his pocket. “shit…look, y you uh, you want a place to stay man?”

[rick-off-blog]

“You don’t get it, it was way worse than that. I just...don’t like talking about it,” he squirmed a little. “And, nah, I do pretty good here. Well, unless it gets too hot or cold.”

[rick-off-blog]

[Text] hey Hattie? Just meet me in the normal alley. [Text] and don't tell your snitch of a bf this time.

[TXT] the fuck is this

[rick-off-blog]

“Whatever, I admitted to not having a portal gun already,” he scoffed, crossing his arms.

[zeemoog-search-history]

But why did you say you had it in the first place?

[rick-off-blog]

“Because I thought I wouldn’t have to waste my time deckin your ass!” he said, “But now that you’re here-”

He quickly swung at the other’s face.

[rick-off-blog]

{txt} you would not believe what has happened to me. want a get high? @thedevilismyshadow

@thedevilismyshadow

[TXT] hell yeah the fuck did u do

[thedevilismyshadow]

{txt you want me over? we uh… can’t smoke here anymore…

[rick-off-blog]

[TXT] yeah prolly man whtever u wanna do

[thedevilismyshadow]

{Txt} I’ll be there in a few. Dark sends the txt before grabbing his stash of pot and slipping into the shadows to travel to were ever Punk was. “Maannn so much.”

[rick-off-blog]

Punk just lived in an abandon building in the Citadel. He had just dragged old or stolen furniture there for himself to live comfortably. He was sitting on his mattress (that he used instead of a full bed) on the floor of the living room, where he basically kept everything.

[thedevilismyshadow]

Dark wasn’t one to judge and he sits down with him groaning. “Where the fuck have you been? and do you have a pipe.” he asks, leaning lightly on his shoulder before getting ahold of himself. “an and were to st start! fuck, well remember that cute maid I knew?” Dark then starts to ramble on about how he had fallen in love, got a pussy, got pregnant, laid the eggs, then got kidnapped. “No like literally this goddess of time, s she turned me into a kid man…”

[rick-off-blog]

“Holy fucking shit, dude!” he exclaimed, going to grab a bong off his makeshift table of cinder blocks and a door. “I’ve been kinda ducking out lately. I kept getting in trouble with the cops and then one of them made me suck his dick and like...uh, I didn’t wanna deal with that again.”

[rick-off-blog]

[Text] hey Hattie? Just meet me in the normal alley. [Text] and don't tell your snitch of a bf this time.

[TXT] the fuck is this

[rick-off-blog]

“Whatever, I admitted to not having a portal gun already,” he scoffed, crossing his arms.

[rick-off-blog]

{txt} you would not believe what has happened to me. want a get high? @thedevilismyshadow

@thedevilismyshadow

[TXT] hell yeah the fuck did u do

[thedevilismyshadow]

{txt you want me over? we uh… can’t smoke here anymore…

[rick-off-blog]

[TXT] yeah prolly man whtever u wanna do

[thedevilismyshadow]

{Txt} I’ll be there in a few. Dark sends the txt before grabbing his stash of pot and slipping into the shadows to travel to were ever Punk was. “Maannn so much.”

[rick-off-blog]

Punk just lived in an abandon building in the Citadel. He had just dragged old or stolen furniture there for himself to live comfortably. He was sitting on his mattress (that he used instead of a full bed) on the floor of the living room, where he basically kept everything.

[rick-off-blog]

[Text] hey Hattie? Just meet me in the normal alley. [Text] and don't tell your snitch of a bf this time.

[TXT] the fuck is this

[zeemoog-search-history]

[Text] its me Hattie.

[Text] Zeemoog?

[rick-off-blog]

[TXT] wrong numbr jackass

[zeemoog-search-history]

[Text] shit

[Text] goddamn phone

[rick-off-blog]

[TXT] lmfao lern 2 program ur numbers or somethin

[zeemoog-search-history]

[Text] maybe learn how to spell

[Text] dumbass

[rick-off-blog]

[TXT] shut up i just keep missing buttons

[zeemoog-search-history]

[Text] mhm.

[Text] and im Caucasian.

[rick-off-blog]

[TXT] i dont care what you are you wanna fuckin fite

[zeemoog-search-history]

[Text] Bitch I will kick your ass.

[rick-off-blog]

[TXT] fuckin tel me were u are i stole a fuckin prtal gun bitch

[zeemoog-search-history]

*sends you coordinates* on Earth 999§9/10

[rick-off-blog]

[TXT] shit

[TXT] i was blufing about teh portal gun

[TXT] u come here im at the citadel

[zeemoog-search-history]

[Text] pussy

[Text] gimme a minute

[rick-off-blog]

[TXT] i aint no pussy get ur ass here

[zeemoog-search-history]

*shows up right in front of you*

[rick-off-blog]

“Wh-what the fuck?!” Punk barked, jumping back in surprise. He had expected a portal or something, not just an apparition. After a moment he looked down at the other...though only slightly.

“You’re the little piece of shit tryin’ to fight me?” he laughed.

[rick-off-blog]

[Text] hey Hattie? Just meet me in the normal alley. [Text] and don't tell your snitch of a bf this time.

[TXT] the fuck is this

[zeemoog-search-history]

[Text] its me Hattie.

[Text] Zeemoog?

[rick-off-blog]

[TXT] wrong numbr jackass

[zeemoog-search-history]

[Text] shit

[Text] goddamn phone

[rick-off-blog]

[TXT] lmfao lern 2 program ur numbers or somethin

[zeemoog-search-history]

[Text] maybe learn how to spell

[Text] dumbass

[rick-off-blog]

[TXT] shut up i just keep missing buttons

[zeemoog-search-history]

[Text] mhm.

[Text] and im Caucasian.

[rick-off-blog]

[TXT] i dont care what you are you wanna fuckin fite

[zeemoog-search-history]

[Text] Bitch I will kick your ass.

[rick-off-blog]

[TXT] fuckin tel me were u are i stole a fuckin prtal gun bitch

[zeemoog-search-history]

*sends you coordinates* on Earth 999§9/10

[rick-off-blog]

[TXT] shit

[TXT] i was blufing about teh portal gun

[TXT] u come here im at the citadel

[zeemoog-search-history]

[Text] pussy

[Text] gimme a minute

[rick-off-blog]

[TXT] i aint no pussy get ur ass here

[rick-off-blog]

{txt} you would not believe what has happened to me. want a get high? @thedevilismyshadow

@thedevilismyshadow

[TXT] hell yeah the fuck did u do

[thedevilismyshadow]

{txt you want me over? we uh… can’t smoke here anymore…

[rick-off-blog]

[TXT] yeah prolly man whtever u wanna do