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bennifits · 3 years

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fuck it.

imma talk about millie im so sorry

- Millie was homeless before the apocalypse. kicked out of her house at 17 for trying weed once. Her mother being more into the idea since she’s more traditional than her father. Her father was military, and used to take her on hunting trips, which is why she knows her way around a gun a bit. She had a younger brother as well who was 6 at the time of her getting kicked out.

- to earn whatever little money she had, she busked on the streets with her guitar, writing a few songs in her time as well. She made a few friends on the road, but eventually had to move on. With train hopping being her main mode of transport.

- at time of the end of the world (s1) she was 24-25

- good friends with Jesus, since those two like to bounce around a lot they tend to bump into each other.

- she uses sound to herd walkers away, she’s read books on how clocks work and made ‘time bombs’ where she winds them up and throws them to draw them away n shit

- more often than not, if she’s out in the wild she’s got a big ass cloak on that’s covered in walker guts. She’s quiet, knows how manipulate sound n shit like that.

- she wears a bandage or a long sleeve bc aha angst winky face (heavy angst if you know what i mean, hides the scar.)

story:

- first appearance would be in the prison era. (yes i will be talking like she’s part of the show im cringe stfu). Be one of those one off episodes, Daryl goes on a small run, just to case out an area and runs into her. He’s apprehensive of her, seeing how she deals with walkers, but he puts that aside bc a herd comes from nowhere and traps them overnight and tadaaa they bond.

- he offers her a place to stay, after seeing that she’s some what capable with a weapon and knows her way around. She declines, she was never the type to find a group and stick with it, she’d always leave in the middle of the night and strangely, felt like she couldn’t bare to hurt his feelings if they got closer than just strangers to friends.

- she was in the surrounding area for a little while longer, actually bumping into Glenn, Daryl, Michonne and Rick a handful due to runs. every time they asked Millie to come with them and every time she declined.

- in the sick arc of the prison era. a mysterious sack of medicine ends up at the front gate in the middle of the night. with a note saying “stay safe D” - Mills.

- she leaves and heads towards the kingdom after that. on her own right up until...

- until she meets Ezekiel.

- They met as she was walking the road, going through buildings to look for food when he and a group got trapped in a building. So with nothing really to live for, she started playing a song to lure them away to give them a chance to escape.

- she rounded back to check on them. Ez promised her a place to stay in exchange for her services. (Jerry was very into her using sound and calling it badass)

- it’s not a good first impression really. She’s covered in head to toe in blood and guts from covering her smell from walkers, she’s smelly and just horrible looking.

- the kingdom took her under his wing, showed her how to trust someone.

- she was dubbed the court’s bard / king’s bard / whatever

- she hones her skills, becoming an incredible shot with a bow and honing her skills with her bat with melee. She turns into a type of scout, keeping tabs on alexandria and helping make relations with other communities

- shiva took a particular liking to her music.

- for some reason she ended up saving ezekiel’s life more than once. he can’t really find a way to return the favour, every time he brings something up she just tells him

-”being able to stand by your side and have a roof over my head with a hot meal at any hour of the day is all that i need your majesty”

- she helped him negotiate terms with the saviors. the one they have with the once a week drop off thing

- she went out on recon, looking for places to hit with supplies when she gets injured in some debris under a collapsed part of a building. Lucky for her, she doesn’t die, hearing voices.

- and she wakes up in Alexandria.

- she has wounds and cannot return to her group, she doesn’t tell them about the kingdom because she simply doesn’t feel like it would be useful info.

- eyyyy then the gang shows uuuup

- reunited with the walking gamers.

- she assures them it’s somewhat safe, they’re all stupid and don’t know how to fight walkers. She’s happy to see everyone beyond comprehension, like they’re long lost family or something.

- she finally and formally meets everyone, actually introducing herself as a travelling bard

- bonding with everyone ensues. Deanna thought she’d be a permanent resident, but after she’s all healed up she immediately bounces. (right before rick goes coo coo and and bloody and michonne bonks him on da head)

- leaves a note and present for daryl, a basket of flowers with a smiley face. she also kinda left bc she realised she might have caught feelings,,, and she’s afraid of that shit

- goes back to kingdom people are like ‘sick she’s alive that’s epic’

- time passesssssssssss

- She’d have been there for a while. Meeting Carol for the first time. Feeling drawn to her even after she left, she would often visit her while in that little cottage. She remembered the name, so she asked about the group, saying they were okay. Millie felt relieved, wanted to go out and look for them to reconnect but didn’t wanna do anything to jeopardise the kingdom.

- then the group came for help. Strumming away at her guitar when they wander in.

- “holy shit is that you D? Oh hey Jesus”

- was like a small mind blown, two worlds colliding.

- When daryl had to stay behind she followed him around everywhere, thinking it was a sign or something like damn 3 times she’s run into this group that’s gotta mean something. She even showed him where Carol was, and escorted him back to Hilltop

- “Don’t gotta babysit me”

- “Can’t have you being found by the saviors. that would suck”

- sticks with him right up before the big fight at the season finale where she goes back to the kingdom to relay the message and helps keep alexandria safe in the fight.

- that’s kinda all im up to atm in the series n shit im currently watching the episode titled ‘Mercy’

#millie #the walking dead oc #twd oc #stfu bennijie #bennijie writes #hehe #daryl dixon x reader #might do the meeting daryl one #hehehehe :)c

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twdeadfanfic · 6 years

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Life at the end of the world Pt50

Summary: Your life as a zombie apocalypse survivor. It starts with the Reader settling into the camp at the quarry, before s1 and then follows the show events and storyline, more or less, but with the Reader in it.

Pairing: Daryl Dixon x Reader

Warnings: Slow burn, violence, language.

Author’s note: English’s not my first language so maybe there’re some mistakes, I apologize in advance. For the same reason, I can’t write character’s accents and things like that. At any rate, I hope you enjoy it. Part 50 of 54

.Masterlist

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“There you go, white for Alexandria.”

You finished tying the piece of rope above Daryl’s elbow. You didn’t know who had come up with that idea, but it was smart. Everyone would be identified with a color depending on their place, green for the Hilltop, red for the Kingdom, white for Alexandria. That way, it’d be easy to know where everybody was from and to know who were your allies...they were so many and most of them would be seeing each other for the first time, so it was hard to recognize every face. This way, it’d be easier to know if someone was on your side or if it was an enemy.

“I should be going too...” You complained in a grumble.

“Yeah? Okay, take a deep breath without wincing.” Daryl challenged and you rolled your eyes, knowing fully well that your bruised rib wouldn’t allow you to do so.

Few days had passed since the Saviours attack and you were doing better. Your head was fine, your side wound tender but doing okay and your bruises less purple, though your rib was still a pain and you moved slower than you liked, your body still hurting, though it was bearable.

You knew you’d be pretty much useless during the fight but still, you wished you could go. You felt useless. During the last few days, everyone had been working on getting everything ready to attack the Sanctuary, making plans, building armored cars...

They had also gone to some of the Saviour’s outpost, dismantling them and getting more weapons, thanks to Dwight who seemed to still be on your side and who gave you the information that you needed.

You had been recovering, though, and hadn’t been able to help much, along with Rosita and Michonne, who also didn’t seem happy about going to miss the whole thing.

Maggie had left after checking on you, leading Hilltop even though Gregory was still there. Carol had left pretty soon too, back to the Kingdom. You had hoped that now that she’d come back to Alexandria, she’d stay there again but she seemed to be favoring the Kingdom now, red rope and all...you didn’t know how you felt about it, though you were saddened about not having your friend there, especially when you had been hurt and bedridden.

“Just...be careful.”

You were worried about the whole plan and Daryl’s part on it. It was good, it was well thought, but it was dangerous nonetheless.

The idea was to join the forces of the three settlements, you had quite an army now, get the new weapons and drive with the armored cars to the Sanctuary. There, they’d attack them with gunfire, while they waited for the other part of the plan to work. Another group would get the attention of the massive herd of walkers that roamed close to the place and Daryl would lead it on his bike to the Sanctuary, after the others manage to open the fences, so the place would end up surrounded by walkers.

After that, more groups would divide and would attack the remaining outposts, taking as many weapons as possible, so they wouldn’t go help the Sanctuary.

It was ambitious but you had enough numbers now to make it work, but that doesn’t mean you weren’t scared about it going wrong and your family ending up hurt or worse...so many things could go wrong. It’d be the second time Daryl would lead a big herd of walkers on his bike, and you were as worried about it as the first time.

Daryl nodded and bent to kiss your forehead

“You too, you’re still healing.”

“I can’t hurt myself in here...” You were going to be here sitting down, doing nothing while the others fought...you hated it.

Daryl hummed and turned to look at your brother.

“Keep an eye on her.”

“We should be there too,” Michonne said as you, Rosita and her watched as all the vehicles drove off Alexandria.

“Yeah...”

“Now you know the feeling...” Carl said.

“You’re always joining the fights,” Michonne reminded him. “Besides, someone has to take care of Alexandria with us looking like this...” She chuckled darkly, pointing at some of your bruises.

None attacked Alexandria, though, and when the vehicles came back they brought news that plan had worked, the Sanctuary was surrounded by walkers and the Saviours couldn’t leave, so in two days you all would go back there to ask for their surrender.

But people had died, many people and there were lots of people injured too.

You guessed it was bound to happen, but still, it took you all your strength to fight your tears at the image.

Daryl wasn’t back yet but you tried not to worry much, you already knew he’d be back later, first he was going to the outposts to take the Saviour’s weapons with Rick, before Rick went to try and make another deal with the scavengers.

You didn’t like that a little bit, but had respected Rick’s decision. If the woman who threw you off the roof was still alive, though, you were going to deck her.

“Hey, Y/N.” You had been lost in your worries and Rosita’s voice startled you a bit, making her chuckle when you jumped and winced. “Michonne and I are going to see the Sanctuary, see what our people did to it. Thought you might want to come too.”

You bit your lip, unsure of what to do. Yes, you wanted to go, wanted to see it yourself, but also you wanted to wait for Daryl, needing to know he was alright.

“I want to...but Daryl isn’t back yet...”

Rosita nodded, she didn’t need you to explain any further.

“It’s okay, wait for him, we’ll tell you how is it when we come back.”

“Be careful out there, please.”

***

When you finally heard the bike and saw Daryl driving into Alexandria, you had to stop yourself from running to him, knowing you’d hurt yourself doing so, but walked towards him as fast as you could. Daryl saw you and parked his bike next to you, but didn’t dismount.

“Are you okay?” You wrapped your arms around his shoulders, holding him tight.

“Yeah, you?” He kissed your collarbone and nuzzled at the crook of your shoulder.

“I’m fine.”

“It worked,” Daryl told you, pulling away to look at you.

“I know...but so many have died...” You had a lump in your throat and Daryl’s face was dark too.

“Yeah...” He nodded. “And they took out the whole Kingdom army, besides Carol, Jerry, and Ezekiel.

“No...” You gasped in horror.

You couldn’t believe all those people were gone...they were so many and so skilled...it was just too horrible. Daryl pulled you close again, giving your lips a quick peck, but pulled away sooner than you’d have liked and you noticed he had scrapped one of his cheeks and his jaw was bruised.

“What happened?” You asked as you trailed your fingers gingerly over his injuries.

Daryl averted his eyes, silent for a second. “Fell off my bike...” He finally mumbled.

“What, how?” You asked but Daryl just shrugged uncomfortably. “Come on, I’ll help you take care of it.”

“I’m fine.” Daryl shook your hand off his arm. “I have to go talk with Tara.”

“What for?”

“About the plan, I need her help...”

Daryl replied evasively and you were confused, everything was done, now you only had to wait.

“There’s something wrong?”

“No, just...” Daryl tailed off and you didn’t understand why he wasn’t telling you.

“Daryl...”

“Cos Rick’s plan’s not good enough.” He finally grumbled. “We don’t have the Kingdom no more, lots of our people have died, we gotta do something...and we have all those walkers around the Sanctuary...”

“Yeah, we have the Saviours trapped, plan worked.”

“It’s not enough...we could make a hole on the wall of the building, let all the walkers get inside and eat those assholes. End it today, for good.”

“What, no!” You shook your head at his words. “Do you want me to list you everything that could go wrong?”

“I don’t care.” He mumbled.

“Well, I do! And you told me there were workers in there too, victims of Negan, the walkers would get them.” You couldn’t believe Daryl wouldn’t care about innocent people dying or that he’d want to do something so reckless.

“Workers are on the north side of the building, we break the wall of the south side, workers should be fine.”

“How sure are you of that?” You asked but Daryl just shrugged.

“We gotta win.”

“Yeah, but not like this...Daryl, you can’t do it.” Daryl didn’t say anything, looking away from you, so you kept talking. “Does Rick know about it? It’d mess the plan everybody already knows.”

“It won’t mess it, the walkers get in and then we go, ask for the Saviour’s surrender if they’re still alive, they won’t say no.”

“You didn’t answer me.”

“Rick doesn’t want to do it but he’s wrong.” Daryl finally replied, though you had already guessed it. “We already lost a full truck of weapons fighting over it.”

“You what?”

“Got into a fight with Rick...” Daryl replied and you shook your head in disbelieve.

“You and Rick fought?!” Suddenly an idea sprung on your mind. “Are those even from falling off your bike?” You pointed at his scrapes and bruises. “Or for fighting with Rick.”

Daryl didn’t reply but the way in which he averted his eyes gave you all the answers you needed, and you couldn’t believe it.

“What the hell, Daryl?!”

“I did fall off my bike...” He murmured, turning to grip the handlers of the bike again.

“Forget it.” You told him when he turned on the engine of the bike. “We already have a plan.” Daryl kept ignoring you, looking anywhere but at you. “Please...Daryl!” But he was already driving away.

You didn’t know if you were feeling more angry or irritated, or plainly sad, all you knew was that you felt like crying and you hated it. You contemplated following Daryl but you were too upset to want to argue with him again, you rather wait until you cooled off and he forgot about that idea...which you hoped were soon.

Instead, you decided to help with the injured people. You had been at the infirmary for a while when you saw your brother making his way to you, looking worried.

“Daryl and Tara just left in a big truck.” He told you. “What’re they going to do? Thought everything was done for the day.”

You couldn’t believe it, you couldn’t believe Daryl had done it, that he had left to follow his reckless plan without telling anyone else but Tara, without telling you, and you couldn’t believe Tara had agreed.

You shook your head, so upset and angry that it almost overcame your worry, and you walked towards a car a fast as you could, which wasn’t that fast to begin with, intending to follow Daryl and Tara.

“I can’t fucking believe this...”

“Hey, hey, wait,” your brother reached you easily and stopped in front of you. “You can’t go out there like that.”

“Hell I can’t...” You tried to brush past him but he stopped you from getting into the car.

“No, you’re still hurt.” Chris didn’t back away and considering he was quite taller than you, probably you weren’t looking that menacing, no matter how irritated you were. “Daryl told me to keep an eye on you, you’re not going out.”

In another context, your brother’s concern for you would have made you melt, but you were too upset.

“Then he should have thinking it twice before going to do something stupid.” You swallowed hard, trying not to cry, but the lump in your throat wouldn’t go away.

“He’ll be fine Y/N.”

You shook your head, tears burning in your eyes.

“He’s off to do something reckless and I should have stopped him.”

You should have followed him when he went to talk with Tara, but you hadn’t quite believed he’d go off like that, without saying anything else, without speaking to anyone else, without telling you.

So many things could go wrong in that plan, even if it worked...and if it worked, innocent people could end up hurt or worse...you couldn’t believe Daryl was actually going to do it.

Your brother didn’t say anything, as if he didn’t know what to say, but grabbed your arm and gently walked you away from the car and you didn’t resist.

“Come on, there’s still a lot of injured people who need help.”

You nodded, not quite trusting your voice to speak, and followed him.

***

When Rosita came back without Michonne, your heart almost stopped beating.

“She’s okay,” Rosita assured you before you could worry any further. “We found Daryl and Tara, you know what they want to do?” You just nodded. “I couldn’t do it, I don’t think it’s a good idea.”

“I know...” You said weakly.

“Michonne stayed though...they should be back soon.” Rosita patted your arm.

When Michonne came back, though, neither Daryl nor Tara were with her and you felt like you might just collapse out of worry an anxiety.

“They’ll be right back.” Michonne tried to comfort you, noticing how distraught you were. “I was going to help them but then...I couldn’t...we already have a plan that could work, I don’t think it was worth the risk, crashing that truck on the wall surrounded by walkers...”

She was now mumbling more for herself, seeming torn, as if it hadn’t been an easy decision, and your heart beat faster, scared when you heard the full extent of the plan.

“What...”

Michonne’s eyes snapped back to you as if she had forgotten you were there and she reached out to take your hand, squeezing it gently.

“It’ll work and they’ll be fine, it won’t take them long to come back.”

You nodded in silence but you left, couldn’t get yourself to keep helping around, your mind was everywhere but there and you felt like you might just cry at any moment, so you went back home and sat down on the porch, hugging your knees to your chest.

You had been so worked up during the day, but you felt like your anger was ebbing, leaving you feeling empty as if your strength had left you too...you were upset and angry, sure, but you were mostly feeling sad.

The sun began to go down without you really realizing it and finally you saw Daryl was back, making his way towards your home. You let out a relieved sigh, your worried and scared heart calming his beats, but said nothing, and Daryl stopped before walking up the stairs of the porch, looking at you and shifting his weight from foot to foot awkwardly as if waiting for you to say something or as if he wanted to say something but couldn’t find the words. When you didn’t say anything either, he walked up the stairs and sat down on the ground next to you.

“Is Tara okay?” You broke the silence, you might be angry and upset, but you were worried too.

Daryl hummed a yes and you turned to look at him, noticing blood on his forehead...for crashing the truck, you guessed. You reached out to brush his fringe away from his face and gingerly brushed your fingers near the wound, inspecting it, but it didn’t look bad. When Daryl went to lean into your touch, you had already pulled your hand away.

“You should clean that.”

“It’s nothing,” Daryl mumbled quietly. “You’re mad.”

“Yeah.” You nodded but didn’t sound that angry, mostly tired and sad.

Daryl didn’t say anything else and finally you couldn’t hold it back any longer.

“I can’t believe you’d do something like that.” You turned your face to look at him but he was looking down. “We had a plan already...and it was too risky. Something could have happened to you, to Tara...”

“Was worthy...”

“No, no Daryl, it wasn’t” You replied, tired and frustrated.

“It worked, the Saviours’ll surrender.”

“And innocent people could die.”

“Innocent people already died because of Negan.” Daryl frowned at you. “Lots of our people have died, we had to end this now, we gotta win no matter how.”

“I’ve been helping around all day, I know lots of us have died!” You snapped “And it does matter how.”

Daryl didn’t say anything else, he was looking away again and you stayed quiet too, feeling too tired to want to fight with him, no matter you were angry and disappointed.

“I have to tell you something...” Daryl broke the silence and you looked at him, scared when you saw his expression though he kept his eyes averted. “Eric...he...he didn’t make it...he died, I don’t know how but-“

“What?” It seemed like Daryl was going to keep rambling but you cut him off before he said anything else. It took a couple of seconds for your brain to process what Daryl was saying and even then you were just as confused, it couldn’t be.

Aaron and him hadn’t come back with the others, but it was normal, they had already told you that they were going to the Hilltop to check on Maggie and wouldn’t be back until the fight ended. You had already made plans to go visit them and Maggie...

“I’m sorry...”

Daryl was finally looking at you but you were in shock. Eric gone? It couldn’t be...you remembered how Aaron had worried over him, he didn’t want him to join the fight, but you had been so sure they would be alright...it couldn’t be possible.

Daryl was looking at you with pained, sad eyes and you tried to hold back a sob, feeling tears rolling down your cheeks. Daryl reached out as if to wipe your tears but you pulled away, getting onto your feet, wincing a bit as you did it too fast, and began pacing back and forth, bubbling with sadness and anger.

“You knew? When you came before?”

Daryl nodded, looking down, making no attempt to get up, his fingers drumming nervously on the floor.

“And you waited until now to tell me?!” You hadn’t wanted to raise your voice but you couldn’t help it.

“Didn’t have the time...” He mumbled.

“Didn’t have the time...” You shook your head in disbelieve. “Didn’t have the time?! Our friend’s dead!”

“I had to-“

“I know what you had to do.” You cut him off before he finished his sentence.

“I had to do it, don’t care if you think it ain’t right, it is and now the Saviours die.” Daryl snapped, his voice angry but low, finally looking at you.

“Yeah, yeah, it was pretty clear you didn’t care what I thought.” You snapped back, rubbing furiously at your tears, and Daryl didn’t say anything else though he still looked annoyed.

“Aaron...is he okay? Where’s he?” You asked, your back to Daryl, trying to get a hold of yourself.

“He went to Hilltop. Rick found a baby in one of the outposts and Aaron offered to take her to Hilltop.”

“A baby?” You turned around, raising an eyebrow at Daryl in confusion.

“Hmm hmm...Rick killed his father so we didn’t know what to do with her.”

“Rick killed his father?”

“Was a Saviour, attacked Rick, what did you want him to do?” Daryl sounded annoyed again.

You didn’t know so you just shook your head softly...the man had attacked Rick, was your enemy, would have you done the same? Wouldn’t have you killed him yourself, no matter he had a baby with him or not? The idea sat uneasily in your stomach, though.

Daryl didn’t say anything else and silence fell between you two.

“Anything else you might have neglected to tell me?”

You asked and Daryl didn’t answer. You thought he wasn’t going to say anything but then he began talking.

“I killed Morales.”

You frowned in confusion, taking you a moment to place the name until you remembered...he had been from your group, back at the quarry...so long ago.

“What?” You were too confused to formulate an actual question.

“He was a Saviour, had Rick held at gunpoint.”

“So you killed him.”

“What did you want me to do, Y/N?” Daryl sounded angry but tired too.

You said nothing... you knew that if you had been in that situation, you probably had done the same... it wasn’t that what you were really angry about, but it felt like the final straw.

You were angry and upset about Daryl carrying on with his reckless plan without caring about the consequences, without telling you he was leaving, seemingly blind to everything in his desire to end the Saviours, no matter how many people he killed to get it done, fighting with Rick even. And you were so upset about him not telling you about Eric before...You were broken-hearted by the loss of all your people, by the loss of Eric.

The events of the day felt like too much and you felt like you couldn’t take it anymore, so without another word you turned on your heels and walked into the house, leaving Daryl on the porch.

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kim-drawings · 7 years

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Morticia E-294

omg i made her head to big XD but it suits her weirdly enough XD. alot of people have been asking to make a sort of profile picture of my rick and morticia along with a description so they can understand it better and also for possible rp's? well thats what they said. so i decided to do her in a new style of mine that i created a bit. in issue two i'll use the new style cause the old one is bothering me alot XD. so here she is.

Morticia:

- she is 13 years old, so practicly a teenager.

- she likes jokes and puns. she smiles alot and just beeing happy most of the time.

- she hass never been romanticly treated before. a crush only once but it wasnt very majurly.

- she knows a little bit how to fight and to defend herself. shse likes to use her enviroment or her wits to win a fight or to get out of sticky situations.

- she likes to helpt those who ask for help (because she thinks its rude to just butt in)

- she coopes up alot of negative emotions and keeps it cooped up. she only talks about it to her rick doll and now with her new rick, he’ll force her to talk about it to releaf herself from some stress and burden.

- she hass a custome made rick doll. every rick looks alike but she wanted the hair to be the same as her original rick. she keeps the doll mostly in her bedroom. she holds it during her sleep or whenever she feels negative emotions she just holds it in her arms.

- she’s a healing morticia or healing M for short references. basicly she is like a therapist for other Rick’s and mortys. she does it in her own way. she lets them talk and tell their stories, unless they get uncomfortable talking all the time then she asks questions. but after that she gives them a little advice and tells them that they can decide wether or not to follow her advice or not. she also comes to check up on guard Rick’s and Guard Mortys for their mental check ups. Somethimes she is called in to check other departments then the guards one. thats why she can easely communicate with other Rick’s and Mortys now. though new ones always seem to catch her offguard.

- she really hates check up. Doesent matter if Doctor Rick, surgeon Rick or even emergancy Rick does them. She just doesent like the check ups.

- she doesent like guns at all but she’ll use one if ever needed.

- she hass never seen a Summer before and would be suprised if she saw one though.

- she is afraid of Beth because she hass a drunk addiction, wich turns her into a voilent drunkard.

- she isnt afraid of Jerry though, because she knows he’s a scaredy cat.

- Jessica in her dimensions is a guy called Jesse and is the biggest bully in the school. he tries to act though and once made a huge mistake towards Morticia, to belong with the cool kids. but got beaten up by her and became the laughing stock for a short while. Morticia doesent like Jesse at all, no matter what he does.

- her Rick (Rick E-294 who died) was a really kindhearted person. he stayed sober for many years until Beth visited him one day and he reverted back to beeing an alcoholist.

Morticia’s past:

- A long time ago before Morticia got born, there were 2 teenagers. the girl was called Beth and Jerry. They fell in love and Jerry got Beth pregnant. They both used to live in the old house were Rick E-294 lived in to. Jerry and Beth never got married even if Beth was pregnant. they left the house after they discovered that Beth had a misscariage. They pursued their dreams and eventually turned them in reality. But they left Rick all alone in the house, thinking they gave him freedome to do whatever the hell he wanted to do. anyways Beth became a succesfull heartsurgeon and Jerry became a succesfull movie maker. They never lived togheter though cause their relationship wasnt stable anyways. One day though, Jerry and Beth mett again at a reward ceremonie. Needlessly to say that they both got very drunk and one thing led to another. Jerry got Beth pregnant again, but Beth who blamed Jerry, forced him to help her during the preganancy. after several months a baby girl was born. Beth and Jerry werent really happy with the baby, but still named her Morticia. They never filled in her last name for the sake of their careers. They kept the fact that Morticia was their child a secret from the press and other people. They raised her until she was 3 years old and then just left her on the doorstep of rick’s house. Rick who was suprised to see her, dint need that long to figure out who she was and were she came from. He took her in and loved her like a reall grandpa would love hiss grandchild. He thought her everything she needed to know and even had to bring her to school. He really dint want that, but he knew that she needed school to develope more social skills. One day when Morticia was 5 years old, she came home from a long day at school. She found her Rick passed out on the floor, from the alcohol. It was the first time ever she saw Rick in such a state so she panicked and tried to wake him up. What she dint know was that Beth was in the house to. Beth became violent towards Morticia and for some reason was very jealouse and angry at Morticia. Beth even tried to kill her by choking her, but Morticia struggled and got free from Beths grip. Morticia ran upstairs and ran into her bedroom. Once she was inside she locked the door and hidden under her bed, since she thought it was her safespot. Beth ran after her but got locked outside, in a fist of anger she started to bang onto the door and tried to barge in. Beth started yelling harmfull words and even demanded that Morticia came out of the room. Suddenly everything went quiet for a few minutes before Rick knocked 3 times on the door gently and said that it was safe to come out now. Morticia heard hiss voice and crawled out from underneath her bed, she ran towards the door and unlocked it. She opend the door and hugged her Rick who was crying and apologized towards her multiple times. He promised her that no one else would ever hurt her ever again. After that he and Beth argued over what she did and how wrong it was, eventually it ended in Rick sending Beth away and told her to never come back again. After that day Rick was never the same again. He gave into the lust for alcohol into hiss system and started drinking more and more. He eventually became her abuser, he hit her and somethimes it was so hard that something would snap inside her body. He would cut her arms for some unknown reason, he pulled her hair out so her hair would become shorter. No matter what he did to her, she still loved him as her grandpa. Because she knew her Rick was in there somewhere, he somethimes would surface from all the layers of alcohol and just be himself, even if it was for a short moment she still enyoied it. She would forgive him every time he did something bad to her, but she couldnt help but secretly cry in her bedroom. Morticia had to learn how to cook by herself so she would get something in her system since Rick stopped taking care of her all in one. One day when she was 7 years old, Rick was out of booze and took Morticia to a dimension filled with weird looking creatures. He took her to a bar wich was also filled with weird looking creatures. He was talking to a bartender called Bobligzafruck, but everyone had to call him Bob since hiss name was often misspronounced. Anyways, Rick ordered alot of booze but dint want to pay for it. So he shoved it all in a bag and threw Morticia into the crowd of aliens so he could escape. Lucky for her Bob caught her and even offered her a place to stay in hiss apartment. Bob gave her a necklace wich had a translator stone on it that literly translates everything even animal language. Morticia was so gratefull towards Bob that she started to work there and even earn a bit of money. After 2 years 2 guard rick’s and one guard morty came into the dimension to haul Morticia to the citadel of Rick’s. Bob dint like the idea ofcours since she considered him like a father, she reashured him everything would be fine. She was brought to dr.Rick for a full body check up, hiss Morty scanned her body and she dint know what was on that little screen but they had these worried look on their faces. Dr.Rick asked me if those aliens dealed some damage towards her. Since hiss scanner reveals past damages that are now either fully healed or still healing, they leave specific marks before they completely dissapear. Anywyas, she was to tired from work to even care so she just told him the truth that it was her own Rick that dealed the damages to her. After that they carried her to the council of Rick’s, were she saw her own Rick standing there. Her Rick was accussed of abussing other Mortys that belonged to other Rick’s. The council already received her file on their watches as they then declared that Rick was to be send to the machine of unspeakable doom, while Morticia was free to go home. Rick snapped and tried to attack her, but before she could comprehend the situation, a shot was released at her rick’s chest. He fell onto hiss knees and told her he was sorry for everything and that she had to be a good girl now. She forgave him and told him that she loved him. Rick slumped into a sort of hug and told her he loved her to, he passed hiss portal to morticia, before he died. Hiss body got dragged away from her while she was still watching. She cooped up all the sadness and frustration from the situation inside of her and had to move on if she wanted to survive. The one who shot him was guard Rick, now known as captain Rick. Guard Rick was the one to bring her home and even gave her the Rick entrance badge. He said that he was sorry for killing her Rick and that this was the only thing he could give her. She told him that she forgave him because he was only doing hiss job and asked him what the badge was for. He basicly told her that he knew she had the portal gun and whenever she needed to visit the citadel she just hass to carry the badge with her so she could come in and out without any problems from the system. It took her years to move on properly but she still is a little touchy on the subject of her own Rick. She hass been Rickless for a few years.

pocket mortys:

- She was there because Mysterious Rick made her leave her dimension, cause he wanted to catch her. But she defeated hiss cat Morty. After that Mysterious Rick wanted to catch her everythime he found her. But she used her enviroment, wits and feminine charms to avoid getting captured. Mysterious Rick eventually couldnt find her anymore so he spreaded a anonymouse rumour about an elussive Morticia. After that she just had to hide deeply into a forest so she could safe the batteries of her portal gun to go back home after the whole event was done. But no matter where she went into the forest, alot of diffrent Rick’s found her but there was something she observed when they found her and tried to capture her. They never look up into the tree’s because they asume that all Mortys and Morticia’s stay onto the ground. This was perfect for her. She climbed into the tree’s and even made a lasso from the vains so she could swing from tree to tree if ever needed. There was a time though were she was washing herself in the lake and a teenage Rick found her. Hiss face turned red and he was very startled by that. She took full advantage of that and made him turn around. she quickly got out and dressed. Before leaving she gave him a kiss on the cheek to confusse him and told him he was a sweetheart for letting her escape. She ran and climbed up her lasso and hauled the lasso in. She then blushed herself, super hard cause she dint believe what just happend and why did she do that kiss thing. Needless to say that during the pocket Morty event she had to see if she was alone of not. She also dissarmed traps to get to free food and left a thank you leaf on them. She frustrated alot of Rick’s. She also helped other Mortys to escape and be safe. She never got caught, never got chipped and learned alot during that event. After that it was announced that Pocket Mortys hass ended and that every Morty should report to Surgeon Rick. But as stubborn she was, she went to the portal where all the other Mortys were gathered. She really dint like check ups but she allowed surgeon Rick to do one either way. After that she went home and charged up her portal gun.

fall of the citadel of Rick’s

- It was a pretty normal day, if u dint count the monthly check up by dr.Rick. She just left hiss office and was on her way to the Morty bar to get something to drink. All of a sudden the citadel got teleported into the galactic federal prison. It dint take long for the citadel to be overrun by criminals. She stumbled onto a bleeding guard Rick, she had to take a deep breath to keep calm and help this Rick out. This Guard Rick was groaning from the pain, she did the best she could and looked at hiss portal gun. She took it and send him to her dimension in her house and threw the portal gun after him. She found a laser gun and picked it up. She doesent like guns but she had to use it for this situation. She ran around with it and had to kill some criminals, she never killed before and this was her first time that she did. But she kept herself calm because she was gathering Ricks and Mortys togheter so they could escape with her. Eventually they ran into a dead end, it was blocked of because of the rubble. She opend up a portal and send every Rick and Morty she gathered into the portal wich led to her house. Before she left she saw one more Rick who was shooting furiously at all the criminals. This was bad, she dint want to leave this Rick behind but he was so consumed by anger that she wondered if she could bring him back or not. She dint have much time as the criminals were aproaching. She ran over to that Rick and tugged hiss coat. That Rick looked at her as she had this worried look on her face. Morticia basicly told him that he needed to calm down and come with her through the portal unless he wanted to die or something. This Rick just calmed down and staired at her. She just took hiss free hand and pulled him along. They both ran through the portal and it closed right behind them. Everyone in her house was beeing chaotic and she really dint like that. She stood on a table and told everyone to calm the fuck down. She told them that yess the citadel is destroyed and they might lost their Mortyc or Rick’s but right now everyone should help eichother. She knew she dint had much to offer but she told them to stay in her house untileverything was over. They caved in and helped eichother out by taking care of the wounded first and then some food. Yeah she dint have much food so she had to order in a bunch of it. This went on for several months, but atleest everyone started to cooperate togheter instead of fighting of everything. She also made shure everyone had somewhere to sleep, even if she had to give up her own room for it. She mostly slept on the ground with a pillow and a small blanket since she gave the big ones to her geusts. Some of the Rick’s had to help her because somethimes she was to tired to even order out some food. Basicly her healing Morticia kinda kicked of from there, not officcially though but alot of Rick’s and Mortys inside her house started talking to her seperatly from the rest and she just listend and gave them advice whenever needed. After those months passed, some guard Rick’s and mortys came to her house to teleport everyone inside it to the Dome of Rick’s. The dome is suppossed to be a temporary place for all Rick’s and Mortys to go to until they rebuild a better Citadel of Rick’s. That guard Rick who thought of this plan to build a dome on an empty planet filled with all sorts of plants and animals, but no citizens + it was outside federal juristiction. This guard Rick became Captain Rick and was also the one who gave her a healing M badge. Morticia isnt the only one though, there are several more out there who received this badge. Since that day she hass been working as a healing Morticia and is always ready for new appointments.

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