#tiredtriumph

[sxnchez-mxde]

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"Every time," Morty spoke to himself as he climbed over a large, thick root from an alien tree who's bark was a rich purple.

He was disgruntled in appearance, shirt dirty with black dirt, and not a hair on his head in place. He had been separated from Rick for God knows how long, and quite frankly he was LUCKY to not have run into any seriously DANGEROUS inhabitants of this planet.

He saw the antennae first, and for a moment he debated on AVOIDING the person altogether. If it was someone from the planet then they could offer aid, but otherwise they could be a murderous, crazed being hell bent on seeing his entrails on the floor.

Morty had done worse, and faced worse. He could do this.

"Excuse me? Ex-E-Exc-Excuse me? Me and my grandma, Rick, got separated on this your planet. I-I'd really appreciate any help."

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Rich let out a huff as he sat hunched over with his bottle of bourbon whiskey, hair hanging in his face. It almost seemed like he hadn’t heard the question, at least for a few seconds. Finally, though, he let out his response in a rasp,

“I wish I could just make a wish and become a better person.”  He admitted, rubbing a softened palm across his chin. It came out in a sort of slur, but the point was clear.

Fate stared at the man for a moment but broke her silence with a gentle chuckle. She could understand the desire to be a better person overnight, it wasn’t a whim unfamiliar to her in the slightest. 

“You and me both,” she began, taking a tentative seat beside him. Oh man, she really hated heights. “But being a better person takes work, and sometimes it feels like you’re getting nowhere, but in the end, you’re better for it. What’s eating you, stranger?” The demoness wasn’t sure if she’d actually get a reply, but it seemed better to try than to let this man struggle alone. 

[almxghtyred]

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Red had been walking through the halls of his ship when he came face to face with. A child? Some girl with blue skin? How did she get in here? He had no idea. He simply stood there staring at her for a moment, drink in his hand, antennae twitching slightly. He was trying to figure out who she was, how she got on his Ship, and what she wanted. This wasn’t another one of Zim’s stupid plots to get the attention of the tallest was it? He hoped to god it wasn’t. 

Regardless. Who was this lost child and why was she here? 

He didn’t really know what to say. And so he would simply take a sip of his drink through the straw, staring down at her still, unblinking. Then after a few moments he decided he should probably say SOMETHING. He couldn’t just let an intruder run around his base unsupervised. Maybe he should blow her up? He would move to pat down his outfit, nope. He dind’t have his laser gun on him. He would remove the drink from his mouth, tilting his head slightly.

❝ Did Zim send you here or something? ❞

[sxnchez-mxde]

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Griff was the epitome of CUNT. Loud, obnoxious, a physical and emotional bully with no empathy, and to top it off the grandson to Biff Tannen, Hill Valley's worst family ( not yet proven ) .

In the futuristic version of 2015, he ruled the town. And, just like somebody who RULED somewhere, he liked to know everybody's business. Especially new people who very much looked like they didn't belong at all.

So, approaching the other with his gang of assholes ( Spike, Whitey, Data ) , he made no attempt at subtlety. There was no need. EVERYONE feared the nineteen year old.

"Who the hell are you?!"

[clowngrin-aa]

“Were the confetti cannons too much?” (Rich back at Tiredtriumph, ik they don't know each other well yet but akfkgk couldn't help myself)

𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄 / 𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆

the confetti that had been shot into the air had certainly taken arthur by surprise, and he had ended up just standing there, wide-eyed, and not sure of what to do with himself. sure, it was his birthday, but he couldn’t even remember the last time he had actually celebrated it. firstly, because no one really seemed to care enough to remember  ( well, aside from his mother,)  but also because it didn’t feel like something worth celebrating.

blinking, watching the confetti slowly make it’s way to the ground, arthur suddenly realized he was just standing there when rich broke the silence again by asking if the confetti cannons were too much. a small, almost shy smile forming on his lips, arthur shook his head no. because while he didn’t think his birthday was something to celebrate, it was a nice feeling, knowing that someone else thought it was. that they had thought of him at all.  “ no. no, i- i just... didn’t expect anyone to remember...”  he said, looking back up at rich, surprise still visible on his face.   // @tiredtriumph

[clowngrin-aa]

I follow you because you are absolutely BRILLIANT. I could rant forever about how lucky I am to have found your blog, because I know we're both having very rough times right now, and,, seeing you post, even if it's just reblogs, means the world to me. It brightens bad days, even if it's just a bit. Your writing is amazing, and I love you as a person. I don't know what I'd do without you, honestly ❤

𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐄 𝐀𝐍 “𝐈 𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐄:” // 𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆

OK I’M ACTUALLY CRYING NOW. listen, you’re the literal sweetest, most amazing person and i absolutely adore you and your writing and your art and just !! hearing this from you makes me so happy i’m ?? ♥♥♥ also, just know, even tho i’m terrible at ooc communication and expressing it, i am always here for you if you ever need to talk or anything, like. i am constantly sending happy vibes your way from the sidelines and hoping that your rough times will pass because man… it sucks to be there, and no one deserves to go through rough times. ily ♥♥♥ // @i-have-rp-blogs  / @tiredtriumph

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Oogie turned to look at the trick-or-treater that had approached him.“Well, well, well!” he cried, holding out a bowl of candies. “What have we here? Ha ha ha! Happy Halloween! Hope it’s a scream!~”

[ricksmajicknstuff]

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