#heamvir

Somnus freezes in place like a startled coyote and just watches his baby

" nanana- "

" ah!! babababa!!!! "

She is so excited, and wobbly, but she seems to be holding herself up just fine for the moment-

Well, that was forward.

Alastor: tits out

Alastor Jr: clinging to one, trying to figure out how to eat

1/8 of cake: stuffed down Alastor's throat at lightning speed

6/8 of cake: frantically getting stuffed into a pocket dimension to save for other family friends

Last 1/8 of cake: held forth like a mirror before Medusa

A whole-ass fallen angel: crashing through the window like your last traumatic Extermination Day flashback

The nurse closes the door.

@heamvir sent: 🥂 (Somnus brings some of the liquor from his home dimension since Rick showed interest in seeing what it would do to a human. He also brings some sparkling grape juice for Morty. He doesn't actually KNOW the human drinking age but he doesn't want to risk a child if it turns out the booze from his place is bad for humans.)

Share a toast with my muse on New Year’s Eve || Accepting !

For a few, long moments, all Morty could do was staring. He would have liked to say that, by now, he was psychologically ready to face whatever might step out from one of Rick’s portals, but the truth was that he got caught off guard at least half of the times. Especially when it came to his grandfather’s contacts and friends.

Hazel eyes travelled up and down along the creature’s tall figure, unsure of where to linger. There were so many interesting things in the other’s form and he didn’t know what to gape at as first thing. Eventually, he settled on...his...her...their skin, a little awe colouring his expression. It was as if the being had stars under his skin and Morty, while he couldn’t fully wrap his head around the concept, found it beautiful.

He would have probably stood there for who knows how long, just looking, if it hadn’t been for the fingers that rudely flipped his ear out if the blue, startling him.

“G-Goddammit, Morty,” Rick exclaimed, gesturing Somnus to his grandson. “S-Stop fuckin’ staring an-and take the bottle from the guy, s-so he can settle down.”

He rolled his eyes as he watched the boy taking the bottle from the Heam’s hands and carrying them to the table they had set up earlier. They weren’t at their house. They weren’t even on Earth or in the dimension they were currently occupying as a matter of fact. The scientist had gotten fed up with Jerry fussing over preparations for New Year’s Eve and he hadn’t wanted Beth to rope him into helping out, so he had grabbed Morty together some of his best booze, selected a nice planet and portalled them there so they could have “an earlier celebration”.

Anyone who knew him enough could have easily guessed that it was code for making up a good excuse to show up back home completely wasted. And, since he couldn’t exactly have a party with only his grandson there, he had chosen to invite one of his most recently made friends, if they were even friends already. In any case, it could be a good chance for to bond and to introduce his Morty. And speaking of...

“I-I guess I don’t need to introduce the little shit to you, r-right?” He asked, turning to face Somnus again while the teen fumbled with their drinks behind them. “I-I don’t know if your Rick has one, b-but you must know about them anyway.”

Or, at least, that was a pretty logical assumption to make. He was yet to meet a Rick who didn’t a tie with a Morty, in one way or another.

“W-Well, I don’t know, uh, them, Rick,” Morty interjected with a glare as he joined them, carrying two glasses full of the liquor the Heam had brought over. For himself, he had poured some of the whiskey the scientist had brought, but only for the toast. After that, he would have stuck to the grape juice their guest had brought. Unlike Rick, he couldn’t afford to go back home drunk.

After having handed the drinks out, he looked at the creature, rubbing the back of his head awkwardly. “Uh, h-hi. I’m Morty. N-Nice to meet you. I-It’s...Sorry, I don’t get to meet many of Rick’s...” His voice trailed off for a moment as he glanced between the two. “F-Friends...?”

He wasn’t too hopeful to get told whom exactly he would be toasting with, because Rick hardly ever bothered to explain stuff to him, but it would have been nice to know at least their name. And, as to be expected, the scientist just dismissed his questions with a wave of his hand.

“D-Don’t fuckin’ spoil my vibe, Morty. J-Just grab your glass an-and let get this party started,” Rick claimed with a huff, but then a smirk spread on his face. “I-I don’t fucking know what time it is on this planet, an-and I don’t give a fuck. I-Infinite realities an-and everything is possible, s-so there’s a shit ton of universes and planets w-where a new year is starting right now, so I-I’d say let’s fuckin’ toast to it! An-And get wasted after. Or-Or stuff your faces with the shit I got us, w-whatever you prefer.”

Despite the impatience with which he had retorted to the teen, Rick waited for Morty to join them once again before eagerly raising his glass. He was mostly eager to taste the new liquor, and not really to celebrate, but hey, it worked anyway way.

“H-Happy fuckin’ new year!” He exclaimed, perhaps a little too loudly than it was necessary. “An-And I’d say ‘let’s hope that it will be better than this one’, b-but that would be demented ‘cause it won’t be, sooo...here’s t-to be still alive! A-A fuckin’ middle finger to the multiverse an-and all the shit it throws at us every goddamn day.”

And with that, he clinked his glass against the boy’s and Somnus, and then downed it all in a go, as if it had been normal water and not an alien substance that could have any sort of effect on a human being.

“Aw g-geez,” Morty muttered under his breath, let out an exasperated sigh, before offering the Heam a small, slightly nervous smile and briefly pushing himself up on his tiptoes to be able to clink their glasses together. “Uh, ha-happy New Year?”

A sudden whistle cut through the air, quickly followed by others, all of which ended in a far away bang!. The violet sky above their heads was filled with a storm of brightest shades as a little show of fireworks coloured it. It was obvious that they weren’t normal Earthen ones, since the beams of light moved even after the firework had exploded, drawing complicated shapes that shouldn’t have been possible with the usual kind. They were beautiful, even if perhaps a little too flashy, but that was clearly on purpose.

The last series had Rick smirking widely in amusement, while Morty rolled his eyes, even if he couldn’t keep his lips from twitching in a grin.

nibble-bites his entire body

"wait fuck wrong imp"