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cherryredillusions · 4 months
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Mordo and Rigs race hcs
these are just little hcs on what I think their races are
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||*. Mordecai:
okay so i think he's half and half
he's half russian definitely, bc hes tall
but the other half is giving chinese for me
i'm sorry he's just giving chinese-russian to me okay
his mom is chinese and his dad is russian
as for religon, he's deffo jewish, eats kosher and stuff but doesn't always fast since he gets bad migranes
he speaks chinese almost fluently, and russian fluently since he had to learn it for both grandparents who are from china and russia
6'5
||*. Rigby:
alright so i think he's puerto rican and mexican
hes deffo latino i just KNOW
hes mostly puetro rican but also enough mexican so that he is short
speaks fluent spanish
cusses in spanish because he thinks its funny
thinks in spanish too
when he's mutterting, he'll mutter in spanish and it's kinda cute omg
ONLY thing he can cook is mexican and puetro rican food i'm not even kidding
5'8, so not that small but still short
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cherryredillusions · 4 months
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Mordecai and Rigby NSFW hcs
what do i say
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Mordecai:
big man up first of course ;)
soooo he's probably a soft dom in terms of dynamics
doesn't really like sharing you, has done it a few times but only because it was Rigby
will refuse to sub and you WON'T believe that one
but it's true
he doesn't mind when you tug at his hair, actually tells him he's doing well
kinda nervous in and out of the bedroom, but once he gets used to it he's really good at it
likes eating you out (please don't fight me guys or i'll call animal control)
guys i know you saw this one coming but
really good with his hands
he plays the guitar, alright? he can move them quickly
as for kinks: praising, dom/sub, teasing, hickies, dirty talk, size difference, thigh fucking, daddy kink, slight orgasm denial (giving), overstimulation
guys he has a lot i know
but rigby is worse
10 inches and relatively thick
overall 1000/10, extremely good at what he does
Rigby:
oh here we go
also a dom
but guys he is SUCH a hard dom
polar opposite to Mordecai
very mean to you
definitely likes to just grab at and roughly massage your tits
two things he has in common with mordo
1: refuses to sub under any circumstances, will actually punish you if you ask
2: very good with his fingers too
Rigby's kink list: degrading, spanking, choking, hair pulling, throat fucking, masochism, bondage, master/daddy/sir kink, edging, orgasm denial, orgasm control, cock worship (receiving), humiliation, masturbation instruction, begging, teasing, exhibitionism, sex tapes, cum milking, slapping, marking
omg that was so fuckin long
he likes when you rake your nails up his back
LOVES marking you up for the park guys to see
would probably like it if someone caught you guys, would brag about how much you loved his dick
8 inches and thick, fight me
guys he has big dick energy i swear
depending on your preferences, 1000000000/10
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cherryredillusions · 5 months
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Mordecai x fem! reader, part 2
omg heres the part two I've taken FOREVER to finish lmao
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You weren’t necessarily planning on telling Rigby, so you didn’t. You spent a couple minutes contemplating it, but finally decided on lying. It wasn’t the best decision, you knew, but still. Mordecai might not want him to know yet. 
“We were literally just talking.” You said, looking up at the male before you.
“About what?” Rigby questioned.
“I’m not telling you!” You yelled, not your loudest but still loud. 
You heard steps coming up the stairs, and just based on the pace of them, you could tell it was Mordecai. You’d learned how to recognize people from their steps. The door opened and he stared at you two.
“What the hell is going on?” Mordecai asked, crossing his arms.
It was moments like these when you realized how big Mordecai was compared to you. Rigby stared at Mordecai, glaring at you before returning downstairs. Rigby didn’t exactly like when secrets were being kept from him. He knew a secret was being kept, and you knew it was only a matter of time before he found out. You watched Mordecai shut the door behind Rigby. He looked at you. 
“What was that all about?” Mordecai queried, staring at your eyes for a bit too long. 
“Rigby is being a nosy dick.” You said, pouting and looking at the ground. 
Mordecai’s face softened. He knew how Rigby could be. If Rigby wanted to know something, he’d know. Mordecai felt bad knowing Rigby was probably getting moody like a 15 year old on her period. He took a few steps towards you and embraced you in a hug. You rested your head on his chest and sighed. Mordecai has always been so sweet and gentle with you. 
“You need anything?” He asked, in a low voice.
You knew what he wanted you to say. He wanted you to say that you needed his dick, and you did. But there was no way Rigby wasn’t outside the door right now. You actually didn’t know for sure, but didn’t want to take any chances. So you walked to the door and looked outside, making sure Rigby wasn’t anywhere to be seen. You heard his voice downstairs, so now you knew for sure. 
“Do you want me to be honest?” You spoke. 
“Of course I do. Why wouldn’t I want you to be honest with me?” Mordecai retorted, clearly growing agitated at you taking so long to answer him.
“I-I want your dick.” You admitted, looking him right in the eyes.
A smirk grew on the taller man’s face as he pinned you to the wall. Your back thumped against the wall as you gasped. The cool air of the air conditioner filled the air around you and you were glad you were wearing a sweater. Mordecai slid his warm hands under your shirt and you whimpered with anticipation. 
“God, you’re whimpering for me too…” He trailed off, sliding his hands up slowly. Teasingly. 
“Q-Quit teasing me!” You cried. You wanted more. Needed more. 
Mordecai chuckled and finally stripped off your clothes. The fabric of your clothes lightly grazed your skin. His lips met yours in a captivating kiss. Your lips moved against each other and Mordecai swiped his tongue for entrance. After you didn't to tease him, he pulled away. 
“Why did you pull away?” You asked, a bit confused.
“I can hear Rigby, that’s why! Now be quiet…” He said, clamping a hand over your mouth to wait for Rigby to leave. 
“KNOCK KNOCK” You heard. It was Rigby.
“Dude, let me in! It’s my room too!” Rigby yelled.
“Hold on!” Mordecai yelled, and threw his own shirt at you and you rushed to find clothing.
Once you two had clothing on, Mordecai ran to the door and unlocked it, staring at the man before him. Rigby’s arms were crossed and he looked upset.
“What’s your problem, man?” Mordecai asked, looking at Rigby. 
“Let me hang out with Y/N for a little while.” Rigby said, kicking Mordecai in the shin and walking past him to you.
Rigby grabbed you by the arm and dragged you out of the room and into the bathroom, shutting and locking the door. You knew Mordecai would get worried you were doing something in there, and you could already tell Mordecai was doing that thing he does. He makes a worried expression and plays with his fingers until he knows everything is alright. What if you thought he was needy? What if Rigby finds out and doesn’t like that you two are dating? What if you like Rigby more than him and you’re dating Rigby too? 
A million worried thoughts ran through his poor, overthinking head. He flinched as he heard you and Rigby screaming and fighting with each other. 
“I know you’re dating Mordecai! Just fess up to it!” Rigby screamed at you. 
“No! You can’t make me tell you anything!” You screamed back. 
Mordecai heard a slap, then silence. He shakily walked to the door and knocked.
“I-Is everything okay?” He asked quietly. 
You started crying because Rigby hit you hard in the arm, trying to get you to tell him. Mordecai heard rapid apologies from Rigby, something about how he didn’t mean to hit you and he was sorry for lashing out. Rigby had Bipolar Disorder, so you knew it wasn’t necessarily his fault. You started murmuring that you were sorry too, and he opened the door. 
You and Rigby just stood there staring at Mordecai, until a raging face came up over Rigby’s face again. 
“How fucking long have you been standing there for?” Rigby yelled. 
You tried your best to step in front of Rigby and push him backwards, but he wouldn’t budge. You wrapped your arms around Rigby, and he finally stopped yelling. What Rigby wanted was privacy with you, his other best friend. But Mordecai wasn’t giving that to him at the moment. 
“What the fuck is wrong with you? Why can’t you leave me alone with her for five seconds?” Rigby continued, clearly waiting for an answer. 
Mordecai opened his mouth, but then closed it. He looked at you, hoping you’d answer. But to his dismay, you were just as lost as him for words. 
“I…we’re…” Mordecai started, clearly not knowing what to say. You nodded, giving him permission to tell Rigby you two were together. He sighed. 
“Y/N and I are dating.” Mordecai said quickly. 
“That’s all you had to say! I knew already, you guys just love keeping things from me!” Rigby groaned. 
You laughed and punched him in the arm, to which he punched you back. You and Rigby play fought for a little while, just laughing with each other. Then, the play fighting turned into tickling. Then, that tickling turned into Mordecai getting jealous. Like always.  The night ended with a great threesome, to make it up to Rigby for keeping it from him for so long. Let’s just say, you were the only one submissive that night.
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cherryredillusions · 7 months
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Fever Dream-Mordecai x reader
Soooo in this Mordecai has caught pneumonia and the flu at the same time, and he isn't feeling well (obvi) So he was sleeping then he had a damn fever dream
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Mordecai was sick. Not that this didn't happen often, in fact, it was a common occurrence. He was susceptible to illness in the winter, but this time it's much worse. He felt awful, with aches so bad he couldn't stand up, and his sinuses were painful, which made his ears hurt. His sore throat had calmed down to an itch, but his nausea and migraines were still awful. His fever had spiked to 102, and he also had the chills which didn't make it any better.
One night, he was sleeping peacefully, then he just randomly started crying a little. Rigby was a light sleeper, so he woke up immediately. He thought Mordecai was crying because of the peppermint he had in his mouth to cure his sore throat burning him or something. Mordecai was sensitive.
"UHHHHHH!" Rigby groaned as Mordecai woke up and sobbed.
"What the hell is wrong with you, man?" He yelled.
"I hurt her!" Mordecai sobbed, not looking up.
"Who did you hurt?" Rigby asked, now shaken up and confused.
Rigby almost immediately jumped up and ran to the door, opening it and bolting for your room. He burst in, finding you watching TV.
"What the fuck?" You snapped, startled.
"Mordecai's crying, and I don't know why!" Rigby shouted, clearly annoyed.
Your expression softened as you walked to their room, walking in slowly. Sure enough, you found him crying. You looked back for Rigby, but he had apparently stayed in your room watching TV. You rolled your eyes and walked to Mordecai's bed.
"What's wrong, Mordo? What happened?" You asked softly.
"I-I hurt you!" He sobbed, looking at you and rapidly apologizing.
"You didn't hurt me, what do you mean?" You asked, cupping his cheeks.
He didn't answer. You hugged him and he sobbed hard. After like 15 minutes, he calmed down and he was exhausted. You laid down on his bed, and he lied on top of you and slept.
"Love you." He mumbled.
"Love you too..." You said, drifting off.
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cherryredillusions · 7 months
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High school with Rigby would be like:
This is when Rigby and reader are both 18, and in their senior year of high school (first few paragraphs are just info on what you guys do and stuff)
Idk why I just wanted to do this baddies 😈 
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You had a best friend at high school, much to everyone's surprise because you had a rather large friend group. His name was Roderick Reyes, or Rigby for short, that's what everyone called him. He was half Mexican and half Puerto Rican, but always said he was Latino to people who asked. He was 5'7, and had brown hair and darker skin. His eyes were a chocolate brown. You thought he was the cutest thing you'd ever seen.
He always came into school with his curly hair wet from a shower, and body a tad bit wet as well. You two did almost a routine every morning: Walk around the entire school multiple times until homeroom. You both walked to school together and got there early. You could tell from the way his eyes were usually black around them that he didn't really sleep at night. His mom loves you so much, and you sleep over at his house often.
He barely ever wore a hoodie, or jacket, or sweater. But he always had one in his locker for you. He wore black bracelets on his wrists and rings sometimes. He had this weird (but hot) habit of combing his bangs back with his hand. Y'all are in the same math class so you change each other's wrong answers.
Overall 10/10 would reccomend experience.
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cherryredillusions · 10 months
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Omegle and chill-Rigby x fem!reader
OMG I LOVE RIGBY AND I DON'T KNOW WHY.
You and Rigby were sitting next to each other in front of the computer on Omegle. Yes, Omegle, ready to cause some chaos. The light was illuminating your face in the dark room, and Rigby thought you looked so pretty. He wouldn’t ever tell you that, though. You thought he looked nice in the light too. You had liked Rigby for god knows how long, but never had the courage to tell him. Little did you know, he did too. 
“The frame is horrible on the laptop, sit closer.” You commented, and you both scooted next to each other.
Rigby thought this was the perfect time to shoot his shot. Well, somewhat. 
“Just sit on my lap, it’ll be more comfortable.” He said, looking over at you. 
Rigby was taller than you, and he was short. You knew it would be perfect, because your head would only reach his neck when you were sitting in his lap. You watched as he patted his lap, gesturing for you to sit. You moved to sit on his lap, and he rested his chin on top of your head. You clicked Video Chat on the website, then it started. 
The first guy asked to see your boobs, to which you laughed and said yes. Of course, you weren’t actually going to and were just going to fake him out. You heard Rigby grumble and his once out of view arm came up over your chest, bringing you closer to his. He suddenly began speaking and his head dipped down into view on your shoulder. 
“No, you can’t see them.” He said, then skipped the man. 
He was either jealous, or just being protective of you. You reassured him that you weren’t actually going to do that. After a few more skips and men using horrible pick up lines, you finally came across the worst one. A man asked you to get naked for him, to which you replied no. He started yelling at you to do it, and Rigby finally came into view. 
“Who’s that man behind you?” The stranger angrily asked. 
“Her boyfriend.” Rigby snapped. 
You stopped. He had just said that he was your boyfriend. You didn’t have a problem with that, but why had he said that? He wasn’t, even though you so desperately wanted him to be. The stranger asked you two to have sex in front of him, kept asking you to get naked and other things, so you skipped. You turned to Rigby.
“Y-You said you were my boyfriend.” You stuttered, looking into his deep, brown eyes. You saw something else in them. Lust, maybe?
“I know,” He uttered, “It was the best answer to that creep.” 
Creep. Yeah, just the best answer. But you wanted him to be able to say that to anyone, and for it to be true. His arms were wrapped around your torso and waiting for you to move on to the next person, but you hesitated. You started thinking about Rigby. The only thing going through your mind at that moment was the male whose lap you were sitting on. You turned around to look at him. 
“And what if I wanted you to actually be my boyfriend?” You admitted. 
His face flushed a deep pink. He thought about if you really meant it. No one other than Eileen wanted to be his, and he hated her. But he didn’t hate you. He wanted to be able to call you his, but never did anything about it up until now. He didn’t know what to say. 
“Is it okay if I do something? It won’t hurt or be weird or something.” Rigby said, looking down at you. 
You nodded, and then he pressed his lips to yours softly. You were in shock. Had he really just kissed you? Why did he kiss you? You were beginning to think he liked you back. He did. You carded your hands through his hair, and he pulled back. You breathed heavily, blushing profusely. 
“So, I’m assuming you meant you like me?” Rigby whispered in your ear. 
“Yeah, I did.” You stammered, your fingers playing with his locks.
“Good, because I like you too.” He admitted. 
He kissed you again, this time licking your bottom lip for entry. You quickly opened your mouth and he took dominance. He pushed you down under him and pinned your arms above your head. Omegle was still on, but no one had come on the screen yet. Suddenly, you heard a voice from the stairs. 
“Get a room!” Mordecai laughed, hands on his knees from laughing so hard. 
“We can finish later-” You tried, but were quickly interrupted. 
“STOP TALKING!”
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cherryredillusions · 10 months
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There's nothing going on!-Mordecai x reader
first post go brrr
You, Mordecai, and Rigby were yet again sitting on the cream-colored couch at 12 am watching TV. It wasn’t anything new to anyone, though. Everyone else was in bed, so it wasn’t a problem. Rigby’s feet on you were, though. Not that they hurt, but it was annoying to have someone’s feet in your lap. You and Mordecai had been dating, but hadn’t wanted to tell everyone just yet. It wasn’t like they needed to know. You sat on one corner, Rigby sat in the middle laying down over you two. His head in Mordecai’s lap, and his feet in yours. 
You were starting to get thirsty. You put the bowl of blueberries down. 
“Rigby get your annoying ass feet off of me. I need water.” You said, a glare on your face and Mordecai laughing. Rigby moved his feet after a few snickers and snarky remarks. Shortly after you got up, you heard another person coming into the kitchen as you stood at the fridge, getting ice. You closed the door and went back to the counter, and you felt two large arms wrap around your waist and you smiled.
“Hi Mordo,” You said, leaning back into him, and he kissed your neck, “Rigby’s feet are surprisingly annoying for inanimate parts.” You laughed, and so did he. 
“Not annoying for him, though,” He snickered, his hand slowly traveling up your shirt.
“Mordo, we can’t-Not in here, Rigby’s out there…” He was around the corner, so you supposed he wouldn’t hear or see. But you refrained from telling the taller male that. You wanted this too, but not when someone could easily walk in and no one knew about this thing you two had for 3 weeks now.
“C’mon, he’s too dumb, he probably won’t even notice.” Mordecai whined, and you knew at that moment that he probably wasn’t going to stop asking, or making excuses on why you two needed to be alone to Rigby. Or just keep making you have to go to the kitchen. 
“No, he’ll hear, I know he will!” You retorted. Despite Mordecai being so kind and gentle all the time, he was never submissive in the bedroom. Much to your surprise, he was dominant. Not that you were dominant or something, a soft dom. He was always gentle with you, and never did anything to hurt you. 
You pulled away from him and took your water, gesturing for the two of you to go back to the living room. Rigby immediately looked at you two, his eyes narrowing. 
“What took you guys so long?” He asked skeptically. Of course, he knew when something was up with either of you. You were never able to tell him a lie without him finding out sooner or later. Mordecai glanced at you and sat back down on the couch.
“We were talking.” Mordecai said, and you sighed. You thanked him mentally for saving you two on that one. It wasn’t technically a lie, either. This time, you sat next to Mordecai because Rigby took your corner spot and refused to move. You knew you couldn’t manually move Rigby without him biting you or something, so you didn’t try. As soon as you sat down next to Mordecai, you felt his hand subtly on your thigh, his fingers just barely touching it, but still enough for you to feel him. A blush spread over your face and you were glad the room was dark. 
You felt Rigby drape himself over you, and Mordecai grunt in annoyance. Believe it or not, Mordecai was a jealous person. Rigby sighed and relaxed, his finger poking your cheek. You laughed and poked his. You knew damn well that Mordecai had to be very jealous by this point, but unable to say anything about it because no one knew you two were together. You thought it was fun to keep it a secret. You watched out of the corner of your eye as Mordecai tied his short, blue and black hair into a small ponytail. 
You felt Mordecai’s head on your shoulder.
“Can’t we just go upstairs for a minute,” He whispered, “I’m pretty sure he won’t care.” 
He was referring to the brunette on the couch. Of course he wouldn’t care, but he might get ideas. You sighed and thought it over. Would Ribgy actually notice anything? Would he think anything was happening? Could you two even do it quick enough to get back downstairs within 10 minutes? Would Rigby come looking? You didn’t know, but were willing to at least try. 
“I need to go get something.” You said, and got up from the couch after moving the boy on you. 
“I’ll go and help!” Mordecai said, springing up and running upstairs. 
You had both been going too fast to realize the look on Rigby’s face. He looked skeptical. The same face he made when the two of you came out of the kitchen. 
“Hey!” Rigby yelled. 
The two of you stopped and you went to a stair where you could see him.
“What?” You said, looking him right in his eyes.
“What are you guys doing? You guys already got up earlier and took foreverrrrr,” He groaned, getting up to stand in front of you, “I could help you too, you know. It doesn’t have to just be Mordecai!” Rigby continued, his arms crossed over his chest. 
“I know, it’s just that he might know where it is?” You said, a pitch to your voice. You were so obviously coming up with excuses. 
“You know what Mordo? You’ve helped her a lot tonight, how about you go sit down?” Rigby questioned, his eyes never leaving yours. 
“Since when do you want to help anyone, Rigby?” Mordecai accused, pointing a finger at the latter. Rigby suddenly grabbed your hand and dragged you past Mordecai. 
Mordecai surprisingly enough went and sat on the couch, grumbling. Rigby pulled you into their room and shut the door, much to your surprise. 
“Is there something going on with you guys? Because when you got up to get water, it took you like 10 minutes!” Rigby voiced. 
“No, there’s not anything going on with us! We were just talking!” You yelled. 
“That’s funny, because I heard him asking you if you wanted to go upstairs, because I wouldn’t care?” He challenged. 
You stopped. How had he even heard that? You sighed and got ready to admit the truth.
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