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
my guy literally had one bad line in the entire book
^ a document of Zosimov moments (by me)
please i cannot be the only one who loves him because he's actually the nicest person ;-;
You still want my Rick?
I want your raccoon baby sir
thinking back to when i drew this yesterday and basically almost pissed myself laughing
this is practically canon, you cannot change my mind
Summary: They gazed down at Uranium once more. The town suddenly seemed so much more inviting. They’d rather be stinging with cold than broken and bleeding. They’d rather be in their houses than trapped in the cart. They’d rather be in the cozy little town than a warehouse with a magical fortune-telling machine that apparently thought it was funny to make them die over, and over, and over again.
Constance stretched a hand towards the town, as if someone could take it and rescue her. Tears fell down her cheeks just as the group dropped.