#rick and morty imagine

[gatorbites-imagines]

Hey there! Saw requests were open was wondering if I could get some yandere!rick prime headcanons? I know he doesn’t “technically” care about anything but I could see him as the type to be like “I decided you’re mine so you’re mine” kinda thing! thanks for the writing we love and appreciate you for it!

Yandere Rick Prime

Headcanons

How did you know Prime Rick is one of my fave Rick and Morty characters anon 👀

Tw for yandere themes, ig?

 -          You are right to believe that Rick Prime would have no love for another person or living creature, as he sees little to no worth in others and their lives. He especially would hate other Ricks, or anyone related to Ricks.

-          But if you happen to catch his attention somehow, I wish you luck. Now, it would be difficult in the first place to catch his attention in a way that he doesn’t want to test you or want you dead.

-          Maybe you are rare in the multiverse, maybe other versions of you work as a great companion or lover for other Ricks. That would be enough to catch his attention in the beginning at least, so he would find a version of you that fits his palette the most and take them.

-          Prime Rick has most likely taken multiple versions of yourself before he comes across you, but when they stopped serving their purpose or grew boring, he would get rid of them, each in different disgusting and violent ways.

 -          When he stumbled across you in the multiverse though, he became hooked in the way an addict is hooked. Now, he has no romantic love for you, it’s more the love one has for their car or their pet.

-          You are different from other versions of yourself, seeing as you have no Rick or Morty. Actually, you had grown tired of your Ricks shit and told him to shove it after a few too many adventures went south and after your Rick verbally abused you too much.

-          That really had Prime interested, as most versions of you always bent over backwards for Ricks and put up with the treatment. Prime started stalking you after that, researching you and your habits like one would an insect or newly discovered animal.

-          He will go through your things with little care, not caring if you realize he’s stalking you. I mean, what could you really do against him if you ever caught him?

 -          He stays hidden in the beginning more for the fun of it, wanting to see if your dimensions Rick will notice him, or if you will ever figure it out.

-          Prime has a good laugh when you assume its your dimensions Rick that has been going through your things, stealing your clothes, or even taking your toothbrush. In reality its Prime who’s been taking all of it, adding it to an ever growing “pile of research” that in reality is more akin to a shrine.

-          His interest in you bubbles into obsession at some point, not that Prime really minds it one bit. His thoughts are consumed by you, and he has decided by himself that you are his version of (Y/N) whether you like it or not.

-          Prime starts planning on taking you with him, having seen how many Ricks take their version of you on dates or adventures, he wants that too, just to try it out he tells himself. Not because his obsession has grown to the point where he lives and breathes you.

  -          He loves how different you are, he wants to take you apart and find out just why you are so starkly the opposite of other versions of you.

-          He’s convinced you are specifically made for him, and that the reason you grew tired of your own Ricks shit was because he wasn’t good enough, and that since Prime is the true Rickest Rick, you will be perfect together.

-          Prime will lose his shit one day when your dimensions Rick shows up to your place, trying to apologize the way Ricks do. It even looked like your Rick had cut down on his drinking, cleaned himself up and tried to adjust his behavior.

-          Right as Prime is about to go in and kill the Rick, you just scoff at the other man and tell him to go die for all you care and slam the door in his face.

-          Prime is delighted because this just fits the theory in his mind even more, that the only Rick right for you is himself.

 -          One day Prime will simply wander into your life. You’re sitting on the couch in your living room, maybe trying to find a job or similar, when a green portal opens above the couch.

-          At first you think its your dimensions Rick and are ready to unleash hell upon him when he lands on the cushions, but the arm thrown over your shoulder isn’t wearing a lab coat, and looking close this Rick has completely different hair and looks younger.

-          Normally you would have yelled at the random Rick anyways for barging in on you like that, but something about the look in this Ricks eyes and the way his smile just seemed a little too sharp at the edges made something tingle in the back of your mind.

-          The tingle was fight or flight, and where among (Y/N)s you were different, because yours always told you to fight compared to other versions of yourself who always took flight. For once it didn’t just tell you to run, it screamed it so loud you tried to fling yourself off the couch.

-          But Primes arm was iron tight around your shoulder and pulled you right back down, the Rick cackling at your attempted scramble, seeming extremely amused as you tried to hit, scratch, kick and even bite.

 -          You could do nothing but struggle as Prime wrapped both his arms around you, pulling you against his chest, not even reacting as you nail him between the legs in a last attempt to free yourself.

-          When you have tired yourself out completely and finally look up at the Rick, Prime shoots you a smile that would almost be sweet, if it wasn’t for the fact that he had blood splattered all over his face.

-          That’s when you finally notice how he seemed to be slathered in the stuff, trying to flinch back when one of his hands come up to cradle your face in his palm, leaving a wet bloody handprint against your skin.

-          “Come on (Y/N), why are you trying to leave so badly?” he coos as if taunting you. Some part of your brain notices that he isn’t burping or slurring like other Ricks you’ve met, but the survival part of your brain didn’t care much for those facts.

-          “W-what do you want” you growl out, trying your best to glare at the man holding you still in his lap with just one arm. Prime laughs at your expression, the dark look on your face making his heartrate quicken. Never had a version of you looked so murderous, even when he was ripping them apart.

 -          “Well, I’m here to pick you up. As your Rick, we should always be together” Prime said with a large grin, the grip around your waist tightening as he said he was your Rick.

-          The grip on your face grew rougher as Prime pulled your face closer to his own, his eyes boring into yours. There was a light in them that made a deep pit of dread grow in your stomach, your tongue peeking out to pet your suddenly very dry lips and mouth.

-          Primes eyes immediately snapped down to the movement, his pupils dilating somewhat as he saw the pink of your tongue. Prime didn’t love you, not romantically like other Ricks loved their (Y/N), but he wanted you.

-          “I already have a Rick” you finally force out, the dread growing larger at the way his eyes snapped up again, staring at you like he could pick you apart piece by piece with just this attention.

-          Then he started laughing, so hard it made his whole body bounce and making you bounce along with it. Releasing your cheek, he wiped away a tear that had gathered from his laughing before he spoke.

-          “Oh, that guy? Where do you think I was before I came here?” he asked, seeming to take great joy in the way your eyes widened, and your pupils shrank. “Come on, you couldn’t expect me to let that fucker live after touching what’s mine, took care of that little family of his too” he purred, leaning in closer, his tight grip keeping you still even as you tried to struggle.

 -          A flare of anger and anguish spread through your body, even though you hated Rick, you didn’t want him to die, or for the Smith family to die either.

-          Seeing the way your eyes filled with fire made Prime excited, he loved seeing just how different you were, and he loved your reactions.

-          When you opened your mouth to yell at him, Prime surged forwards and grabbed your chin before forcing his tongue past your lips and into your mouth. You tried to struggle but the grip on your chin and the grasp he had on your hips kept you from getting away.

-          Prime groans in pleasure when you try and bite his tongue, blood filling your mouths and mixing with the spit and dribbling down your chins. He can’t keep his eyes from rolling back as you bite hard enough to sever his tongue, the piece of flesh going limp in your mouth.

-          When Prime finally pulls back, a string of blood and spit connecting your mouths, you gag and spit out the muscle, retching to try and get the taste and feeling to go away. Tears gather in your eyes as it finally hits you just what Prime had done, and how crazy he was.

 -          Forcing you to look at him once again, you struggle to see through the tears as he sticks out the non-severed part of his tongue, horror washing through you as you see the muscle regrow with ease.

-          Something flares up inside you, this time a deep gut turning fear and need for survival as you try to struggle once again, tears running down your cheeks as you continue to gag on the blood in your mouth and memory of biting off his tongue.

-          Seeming to have grown tired of your struggling for now, you don’t notice Prime injecting you with something until your body goes limp. You can’t even choke out words as Prime wraps his arms around your waist and stands up, lifting you without any issue.

-          As your vision started to darken you could hear the sound of a portal being opened, your thoughts turning to mush as your head finally gave out and you fell against his shoulder.

-          A few tears ran down your cheeks as you fall into unconsciousness, wetting the shoulder of Primes jacket as he carried you through the portal. You had no idea what he was saying, his words blurring together as you fall unconscious, but you were sure whatever he had to say was bad news for you.

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[i-like-strawberry-lemonade]

A Day to Remember  (Rick Sanchez x ORIGINAL CHARACTER)  CH 4- Family Vacation

Hello Everyone! Sorry for the long wait, had to deal with school stuff. Hopefully you guys enjoy this new chapter on my series! 

Beth and Jerry were dragging luggage behind them while everyone else followed behind. 

Jerry looks at Beth smiling “I can’t believe we are finally going on vacation!”

Beth looks at Jerry back “yeah, just don't tell my dad how I managed it” she said placing her luggage on the floor behind their car “after searching on Facebook and cross-referencing his family stories I managed to find a relative that was willing to have us over”

“Let’s just hope they aren’t a serial killer or something” Jerry said sarcastically 

“Jerry!” Beth glared.

Opening their car trunk Jerry starts to load everyone’s luggage. Rick, Morty, and Summer all come out of the house with their stuff. They all watched as Jerry struggles with one luggage bag as it falls onto his foot. 

“Ow! My foot!” Jerry cried as he leans down to hold onto his foot

“You know I don’t think everyone is going to fit in one car” Beth said as she helped Jerry put stuff away. “Especially with everyone’s luggage taking up room in the trunk. So I think it’s best we split up, dad- I take it you can drive your car?” 

Rick rolled his eyes while sighing, “su-URe Beth sure” he marched his way over to this UFO vehicle. He opens the UFO trunk and throws his luggage inside. Morty runs over to the other side of the UFO car and jumps in after getting the okay from his mom. 

“For once I’m too fucking tired to argue with your parents” Rick sighs as he turns on the radio “look the sooner we go the sooner we come back from this shitty ass family vacation”

Everyone else was inside the other vehicle and ready to drive off as Rick followed, heading to their new destination. 

As the hours went by, the car ride was slow and quiet, Rick was driving his car over Beth’s and Jerry's car keeping an eye on them from time to time to make sure they didn't get stranded or whatever else might happen. Morty looked over at his grandfather wondering what was going on in his grandfather's mind. 

Feeling the boy's eyes on him, Rick looked over at Morty. 

“What” 

“H-huh?”

“What do you want?”

“W-what do you mean Rick?”

“W-Well you’ve been eyeing me this entire car ride so, what-what do you want?”

It got quiet for a moment and Morty began to talk. 

“R-Rick are you okay?” 

“What do you mean?” 

“W-Well R-Rick it’s just you’ve been very stress-I mean! Been very tired lately.” 

Rick hummed slowly while going over his thoughts, “Im fine Morty” rubbing his hands against the steering wheel.

“A-Are you sure Rick? You can always talk to me for anything” Morty chuckled nervously at his lame attempt to comfort his grandfather.

“Yeah I’m fine- An-ANi-anyways” Rick quickly transitioned the topic, “where are we going? We’ve been driving for hours now and I think your parents are going to need gas soon” 

“Oh Mom didn’t tell you? She said we are traveling to your family’s house in Los Angeles. Something about wanting to reconnect?” 

Rick relaxed in his chair looking ahead “oh yeah?” 

The car ride became quiet again before Rick suddenly jumped forward in a panic and looked at Morty.

“We’re going WHERE?! Rick’s stomach drops as his hands become clammy and slippery, barely holding onto the wheel. His head begins to pulse with pressure causing pain as Rick places one hand on his head, looking at the road as it begins to split. 

Morty looks at Rick with concern “R-Rick are you okay?” he asked, raising his hand and placing it on his shoulder. Rick turns to Morty. 

Rick pushes through the pain and smacks Morty hand off his shoulder “Im-I-Im fine! Let’s just get this family vacation bullshit over with” as beads of sweat trickle down his forehead.

#rick and morty #rick sanchez x reader #rick sanchez x oc #rick x oc #rick and daughter #rick fanfic #beth smith #morty smith #Rick and Morty fanfiction #Rick Sanchez and Female Oc #rick sanchez fanfic #rick and morty imagine #rick sanchez/reader

[mortysmith]

try not to think too hard about the fact that your grandpa (the worst person you know) was literally exactly like you when he was 14 (pr/ship dni)

#rick and morty #rick sanchez #morty smith #im imagining a scenario in which morty meets young rick and hes like Ohhhhh i get it so its all over. #like idk. he already probably has some complex over not ending up like rick #but then seeing how similar they used to be hed probably start feeling like its inevitable #like obviously it isnt. but idk. could fuel some interesting character drama guys im just spitballin here!!!! #something about the cycle of abuse and seeing yourself in your abuser

[sorrelpaws]

rough night

#rick and morty #morty smith #rick sanchez #imagining this takes place after some rough fight either with each other or smth else #rick wants to ease the tension but he doesnt really know how to so he just 'offers' his flask #cause its like haha. lol. youre 14 youre not supposed to do that. and he hopes that that fixes things #and morty well hes 14 and mad at the world sooooooo

[lungbotomy]

quickie of a back to the future au(?)

Rick does time travel instead and helps his grandkids with their history homework

#rick and morty #rick sanchez #morty smith #summer smith #this rick wants to find any excuse 2 hang out with his grandkids #Morty is 12 and summer is 16 #I also imagine morty has a crazy dinosaur obsession

[birdricks]

the final phrase of my last sentence / hangs in the air, sounding stupider and stupider

#THE LINK IS MY BIRDRICK PLAYLIST. LISTEN TO IT PLEASEEEEE #rick and morty #birdrick #rick sanchez #rick c137 #oh my GOD i struggled w the colours on this one. im SOOOO bad at colours man 😭😭😭😭😭 bane of my life #idgaf if this isnt how it happened in the actual scene. imagery over truth #if it bothers u ummm imagine its a dream or smth. #had to take dreadful reference pics of myslef for this. worth it #i might change the playlist art at some point to smth more fitting but idgaf i just want to show ppl now #and ive wanted to draw this for a whileee now lol #BUT YEAHHHHH. LISTEN TO MY PLAYLIST BOY #artsbotz #oh my god ok im not makinga ny more tiny edits. POST #COMPLETELY FORGOT TO TALK ABT THE PLAYLIST LOL #urmm hopefully its kinda clear which pov each song is. except a few kinda mixed ones #it goesssss all the way from them meeting up until like. s5 ending kinda #apologies again for all the csh. youll have to cope im afraid #its vital listening. listen to twin fantasy btw. btw

[mourninglamby]

got possessed by me when I was 16 and had bad taste for like 13 days my bad

#rick and morty #THATS IT. #THATS ALL IM GONNA POST unless I do a redesign lineup #I LOVE LORE FROM SHOWS THAT SUCK AND HATE YOU #I LOVE THE DELUSIONSSSSS I LOVE IMAGINING ANYTHING #my art #art #doodles #rick sanchez #morty smith

[bouncybongfairy]

Rickety-Rickety Wrecked

Rick Sanchez x Fem Reader Smut

Summary: After recently getting a job, the illusion that high school status quotes and popularity truly mean nothing. You've been re-evaluating things that once made you bubble with excitement like sneaking out and partying. That being said, your younger sister informs you that she's going to Summer Smith's house party. Starting to feel like a senior citizen, you tag along and encounter Rick Sanchez.

Word Count 3.0k+

(!This is a smut fanfic, you’ve been warned!)

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As you walked out the doors of the nursing home you worked at. Your hand was lazily searching for the keys that were undoubtedly buried at the bottom of your bag. After opening the car door, you let your body fall into the driver’s seat. It wasn’t just being physically but mentally drained as well. Tossing your purse into the passenger side and start the car. It was Friday and you were excited to finally have an entire weekend off. You couldn’t remember the last time you had any time to yourself. Pulling into the driveway, you weren’t surprised to see that your mom’s car wasn’t home. She works nights but will take every double shift she can get her hands on. You dropped the purse on your bed and immediately went over to shower. Even though you’re a Med-Tech you still will help residents with toileting among other things. While waiting for the water to get hot, you let your dirty scrubs drop onto the floor.​​ The water was scorchingly perfect, you could feel your muscles loosening. Using your nails, you scrub your scalp almost moaning from how nice it felt. The smell of the ‘honey crisp apple’ scented candle was only adding to the relaxation. Unfortunately that all came to a halt when your younger sister barrelled into the bathroom and turned on the harsh fluorescent lights.

“Oh my god, you scared the shit out of me!” you exclaimed. 

“Well sorry, you’re the one hogging the bathroom,” your sister remarked. 

“If you were patient and knocked I would have told you that I’m about to be done,” you said. 

“No time, Morty invited me to a party that Summer is throwing,” she said which made you throw the current open. 

“You’re going to Summer Smith’s party?” you questioned. 

“Yeah, I thought you were going to. Morty mentioned that Summer asked you. And plus I kinda already told my friend that you would give us a ride..” she said. 

“Girl what the fuck, why would I go to a party after working every day after school all week. Yeah she invited me but I wasn’t planning on going,” you huffed.

“Well, can you still take me?” she asked.

After you got out of the shower you thought about the fact that even your younger sister was going to be at this party. Even though you were still tired from school and the work week, you felt like staying home would just make you feel… pathetic. As soon as you got out of the shower you started getting ready. You haven’t done your makeup in so long that you almost forgot how to apply your lashes. You straightened your hair and threw on a jean mini skirt and a black long sleeve. It was weird looking in the mirror once you were all done up. You liked it though, it made you miss when you didn’t have to worry about work. When you went downstairs to see if your little sister was ready to go, she was equally as shocked at your appearance. After her friend arrived you guys took off to the Smith house. The entire house was completely lit up with lights, teens that were smoking on the roof, and of course, unknown species of life that were slithering and flying around. Your sister pestered you for 20 bucks then ditched you. You entered the house and immediately got greeted by the smell of weed and tobacco. It didn’t bother you too much though, you walked into the living room and immediately saw your old group of friends. They all screamed and ran over to give you a hug. You could tell they were all a little intoxicated. 

“What are you doing here, we had no idea you were coming!” Maya said. 

“Yeah I had the weekend off so I thought I’d come out,” you said. 

“Ever since you started working, I feel like I haven’t seen you in like forever,” Anna said. 

“Yeah I know, but it’s nice being able to save money. Especially because I could take some of that responsibility off my mom,” you said. 

“Don’t you miss going out though? You were literally about to get asked out by Brad. I mean like, you practically lost your status when it comes to school,” Maya said in a condescending way.

“If my status was based purely on me going to parties and hanging out with girls who are pretending to be drunk then I don’t think I want it. Too obtainable for someone like me, sounds perfect for you though,” you said, giving her a warm smile as you watched her smirk fade from her face. 

Now you remember why you stopped going to house parties like this. As you walked around you couldn’t help but notice all the sophomoric conversations going on. Things like bragging about having a roach from their dad’s ashtray. Or boasting about getting to second base with their girl. Honestly, it made you feel a lot older than you are. Making your way into the kitchen, you saw Summer standing there with Trisha. They both greeted you and complemented how you looked, which really lifted your confidence.

“Haven’t seen you in a while, stranger,” Summer said, giving you a red solo cup filled with an unknown liquid. 

“Girl you know I started working,” you said, smelling the cup and trying to identify what type of liquor it is. 

“Same, honestly ever since I started working at my mom’s shop, I feel like my childhood is officially over,” Trisha laughed. 

“God I’m glad I’m not the only one,” you joked back. 

“We were about to go up into my room and smoke, you wanna join?” Summer asked which you immediately agreed to. 

Her room was really nice, with pink coral walls and a bunch of different posters that covered them. Trisha and you sat down on her bed and Summer walked over and grabbed a bong from under her desk. She grabbed her desk chair so that she could sit in front of you guys. Trisha surprised you and pulled a blunt out from behind her ear. They thought this was your first time smoking but it wasn’t. When you work in a nursing home, sometimes the only thing keeping you sane is your wind-down time at the end of the day. After puffing on those for a bit, Summer pulled out a tray that had a couple of purple almost violet crystals. Without saying a word to each other, the two girls crush up one and then snort it. It took you back at first, the brazenness of how casually they were doing lines was a little jarring, to say the least. When you asked what it was they explained what kalaxian crystals were and what the high was like. Even though it was embarrassing, the factor that sold you was when Summer said they couldn’t be picked up on a drug test. Trisha was holding up the tray and Summer was walking you through what to do. 

“So like, when people do lines for the first time, most don’t fully sniff because they are obviously like, intimidated by it. But if you take a small bump then it’ll just burn and you won’t get the full high. So just go full throttle,” she said handing you the straw, the fact that the whites of her eyes were now blue made you nervous. 

However, the mix of alcohol and weed in your system was making you ballsy. You close your eyes and take the full line, dropping the straw on the tray and bringing your hands to your nose. As if that would’ve helped the burning sensation. Both girls were giggling as they watched you react, asking every now and then if you were okay. Your entire sinus cavity was not only burning but giving off an unpleasant taste in the back of your throat. The effects were immediate and you felt like you were defying gravity. Like if you really tried you could start floating away. You looked over at the two other girls who were dancing to the stereo Summer had in her room. Without them even noticing, you walked out of her room and made your way downstairs. You felt like everything was moving in slow motion and you were taking in every detail of everything you laid eyes on. The music was so loud that it felt like a heart beating in your ears. Panic and sensory overload were taking over and you could feel your heart began to quicken. After accidentally bumping into a girl, she turns around and tries to snake her arm around your waist. Obviously having a stranger try to grind on you in the midst of a panic attack was the last thing that helped. You broke away and made a B-line to the nearest door. You yanked it open and slammed it shut behind you. You were using your hand to cover your mouth in a sad attempt to stop your hyperventilation. 

“Medical emergency detected, blood pressure 148/96 and rising; Medical intervention advised,” a monotone woman’s voice spoke throughout the room. 

“Oh my fucking god, I’m fucking hallucinating… I’m overdosing I-I’m about to fucking die,” you have cried have muttered to yourself and you covered your ears. 

“You -buhrup- you’re not dying yet, what did you take?” a male’s voice asked. When you looked up, a blue-haired man was standing over you. Wearing brown slacks and black shoes. 

“You deaf? What -buhrup- did you take?” he asked again, taking your jaw into his hands and making you look up at him. Your eyes were still blue from the crystals and your jaw was now chattering. You were still crying and breathing heavily. 

“I told Summer to stop letting people take bumps of kalaxian. I have something, hold on.

“No- I don’t, I just needed a-a few minutes to catch my breath,” you explained, wiping your eyes and standing up, still leaning against the garage door for support. 

“Whatever, you’re lucky I’m trying this whole nice thing,” he said, going back to working on whatever it was sitting on his workbench.

“Sorry,” you said, walking over to his bench and asking if you could sit on the bench. He ignored you but also didn’t protest when you hopped on. Setting your purse down, grab your dab pen and take a puff. 

“You sure about smoking that?” he asked. 

“Weed is a vasodilator so it probably wouldn’t be the best thing for me right now but it can’t be the worst either,” you said taking another hit. 

“Did WebMD teach you that?” he asked.

“No, I learned that from my CNA teacher,” you said. 

“HAHA, do you enjoy wiping shit off of saggy balls?” Rick said followed by a fit of laughter. 

“Yeah, kinda hot,” you said, taking a drag. He looked at you with his eyebrow cocked which made you burst out into laughter, “you should have seen his face!” You said you are unable to compose yourself. He squinted his eyes, tilted his head down slightly, and scowled at you. 

Maybe it was the drugs but the look he gave you made your stomach feel like it was boiling. He again went back to tinkering with his invention. His side profile was strong, his lips were in a frown and he had liquor dripping down his chin. His hands were huge, making a screwdriver look like a pencil. His posture was horrible, practically hunching over the workbench. The blue long-sleeve he wore was slightly tucked into the top of his pants. You were watching his lower stomach rise and lower as he breathed at a very steady rate. He had dark under-eye bags that only added to an angst vibe that radiated off him. You wanted to make a move to indicate that you thought he was attractive but felt insecure. Taking a deep drag from your pen to give you a bit of courage, you kick off your heels.

The sound of them clattering to the floor made Rick look over, he didn’t move but instead shifted his eye to the side to watch you. When he didn’t give you the attention you were craving, you uncrossed your legs and let them hang in front of you. Rick set down what he was working on and turned to face you. Pressing his back into the workbench and just watching you. Biting onto the tip of the pen you take another big drag and blow it between your legs. In turn, he took a swig from his flask, almost like that was his move in this little game you were playing with each other. You set your pen down and pull your skirt up so that the jean material of your skirt was no longer touching the tabletop. Revealing the hip bands on your baby blue thong, he chuckled and walked over to you. He stood about a foot away from you and even though there was still distance between the two, it felt closer. You were intimidated by him and you couldn’t tell if it was turning you on more or not. Extending your leg out, you use your foot and untuck the front of his shirt from his pants. Exposing his happy trail that to your surprise was also blue. 

“So the carpet does match the drapes,” you giggle, which quickly turns into a gasp as Rick grabs your ankle and holds it up slightly. He was squeezing it so tightly but this only ignited a need that you didn’t know existed. 

“Should have asked if you were so curious,” he said, pulling your leg so that your ass was almost falling off the edge of the table.

He loosened his grip on your ankle and ran his calloused hand up your leg. Once he was close enough, he snaked his hand around your waist. The feeling of his hand touching your lower back made your back arch involuntarily. His crotch was pressed lightly against yours. You were so nervous that your teeth were chattering. His hands were now running up and down your lower back, almost like he was getting off from watching how sensitive you were to his touch. When you looked up, he was already looking down at you. This was something that was new to you and you weren’t quite sure what to do with your hands. Trying not to think too hard about it, you dip your fingers into the waistband of his pants and boxers. You pressed your nose against him, letting your bottom lip rub against his gently. You start pulling on the end of his shirt, prompting him to take it off. He shook his head in disagreement, so you pull away slightly and take your top off. He laughed and then took his shirt off as well. As if he had a look in his eye that said I’ll show mine if you show yours’. The fact that neither of you had to speak to communicate made you want to throw yourself at him. There were scars littered across his body, you traced one that was on his chest. Moving your fingertips to his arms, still admiring his old battle wounds. He was still watching you even though you weren’t making eye contact with him. 

When you finally broke away and looked up at him and couldn’t help but admire him. His frown lines, how dark his eyes were, and how his hair was sticking out in all directions. You smashed your mouth against him, unable to bear waiting any longer. He was such a good kisser, not messy and sloppy like the ones you’ve had before. He was aggressive but not overbearing, you wrapped your legs around his waist. Running your hands through his hair and around his neck. He moved his hands to his hips and began grinding against you. Your lips were starting to feel raw from how long he’d been biting and kissing. Moving your hands down to his pelvis you try unbuckling his belt. When he pulled away from you, a trail of saliva connected by the both of your bottom lips followed. He pulled down the front of his pants, exposing his dick. You pulled your panties to the side and he didn’t waste any time reaching down to feel how wet you were. He let out a hoarse moan, and let his forehead fall onto your shoulder. At this point you were aching with anticipation. Unwilling to take his teasing anymore, you reach down and line up his tip with your entrance. He takes the hint and moves his hands back to your hips for support. Slowly he started pressing into you, his mouth was slightly hung open. There was a slight stinging from how big he was but because he was starting slow, that feeling soon faded. He took a step forward once he was fully pressed into you. 

He kept himself buried inside of you for a while while kissing your neck. Sucking hickies and leaving bite marks all the way down to your shoulder. He slowly started rocking himself back and forth. You attach yourself to his neck, wrapping your arms around his neck and moan as he slides in and out. You were trying to buck your hip up in order to meet him halfway with his thrusts. Watching his facial expressions as he pounded into you was making you feel euphoric. Everytime you tightened around his shaft you could see his face scrunch in pleasure. At this point he was pounding viciously into you, your walls were becoming sensitive. You were sure that he was getting close because he was getting more aggressive. His thrusts were getting more sporadic, he reached up and grabbed a fist full of your hair. Forcing your head back, exposing your neck allowing him to continue marking you up.

You were whimpering every time his length pressed completely inside you. His face was red from how much he was exerting himself. Your arms were wrapped around his neck so he grabbed you from underneath your knees and pressed you against the wall. The change in position was enough to send you over the edge, going limp slightly as your pussy spasmed around his cock while you came. He let his entire body weight press against you as he came inside you. As you were cumming, you could feel his throbbing member spurting inside of you. When he pulled out he took his shaft into his hand and rubbed his tip up and down your folds. Enjoying the feelings of your warmth and swollen core. He set you back down on the top of his work station. You were still cross faded and don’t think you could walk even if you wanted to. Barely being able to keep your eyes open you use your arm as a pillow to ‘rest your eyes’ for a few moments.

Rick zipped his pants up and went to leave the garage, knowing you’d probably leave once you woke up. Maybe it was the recent encounter with Unity that made him feel like a douche. As if having careless sex with you was only proving her point that you were a bad guy. He took a deep breath and stood in front of the door for a while before turning around. Grabbing your purse, he took your wallet and looked for the address on your ID. After punching it into his portal gun and creating the green entryway to your house. He picked you up bridal style and carried you through the portal. He used his foot to move the covers over and set you down on your bed. Leaving your purse and shoes on the floor next to you before leaving.

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[thisisparnianagain]

so hEY LOOK

Rick said and I quote "For you to be bait, the guy'd have to value something. He truly doesn't give a shit. He's the real deal." THE RICKEST RICK.

And in season 1 finale I think, Rick said "It would go without saying that the RICKEST RICK would have the MORTYEST MORTY."

Oh my god he wasn't lying about that.

#AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH #THE PREMIERE WAS INCREDIBLE #i imagined something silly to start off the season #Shit #rick and morty #morty smith #rick sanchez

[blue-rick24]

GOD I;M OBSESSED WITH THIS SCENE

and every other scene in this ep (especially with rick) BUT STILL

GOD I LOVE HIS DRUNKEN BABBLE.. . . HE'S SO PATHETIC FVDDFJGL ANDD THE JUXTAPOSITION BETWEEN SOBER(ER) RICK ELEOQUENTLY READING THE ADVENTURE NOTES VERSUS. THE ABSOLUTE DRUNKEN INFANTILIZED MESS WE GET IN THE VERY NEXT CLIP. ITS FDdfjH ENOUGH TO FHDKLFVJMAKE MY [REDACTED] [REDACTEd]

this is all I wanted ...and it's only one single clip. GAWD....

...Also heh, here's the YouTube version! :3

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#i like to imagine this clip could be from during the months when he was trying to get over the whole avenged wife thing haha #rick and morty #rick sanchez #morty smith #rickfending your mort #rick and morty season 7 #video #rick and morty videos #my post #western bacon cheeseburger #burger #carl jr and hardees #rickkisser #rickfucker #rick and morty season 7 spoilers #WAN' GO WESTERN BACON. MMORTY WESTERN BACON NOW!!! #youtube #adventure notes #morty's adventure cards #late night western #the observer #cosmic rock #drunk rick #drunk #sleeping rick #slurring words #drunken babble #helpless #fucked up boi #WHAT THE FUCK?

[gatorbites-imagines]

I want to flirt with the old man (C-137 Rick) just real shameless

Rick Sanchez (C-137) being flirted with

Headcanons

Not even sure if this is a request anon, but it sure is now since me too. This is like season 6 Rick btw, so hes secretly a softy, because i said so.

-          Now Rick being Rick it would depend on the timing or who you were. If you were just a rando he met at the bar or on an adventure, and it wasn’t life or death. Rick would flirt back, maybe even take you off to a side room if you know what I mean ;))))

-          If you were someone more constant in his life, like an ally or an old friend like birdperson, he would still flirt back but it would be a less “get in my bed” type, and more play flirting between friends. He would play it as a joke unless you made it obvious you actually wanted him romantically.

-          Then he would be flustered and not truly know what to do, but again Rick being Rick there is no way he would let you know he’s flustered. He would rather die than let people know he feels things.

-          He might start making you things, like inventions or whatever you might need. He would lay it on thick with his own flirting, but it would be super over the top to counter your own shameless flirting.

 -          Your first kiss is definitely when hes absolutely wasted. You would be flirting with him again, maybe draped over his back and making kissy noises and he just turns his head and kisses you. He would grab your jaw and really get in there, tongue and everything. Then he would pull back, stare at you, tell you that your cute, and pass the fuck out.

-          He would have forgotten all about the kiss when he wakes up the next day because he was so drunk, but when you start acting all blushy and shy he checks the cameras in the garage and sees what he did.

-          Rick isn’t one for words, so he would just start showing that it wasn’t just a drunk action. He would keep making you things, but this time he would be more personal about it. Maybe he would even gift you stuff of his, like a flesh curtains shirt or he would take you out on “adventures” that are pretty much just dates.

-          When the two of you finally confess and get together the flirting gets cranked up a thousand times more, the two of you are all over each other and over the top. Using the dumbest petnames and always kissing, well its mainly you kissing Rick all over his face and hands.

-          Summer starts fake gagging when it happens, and its probably led to some Smith family arguments because Rick and you are so annoying sometimes with your flirting.

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[deadqueerboys]

Morty: You killed the man who killed your wife, now that it ended we should-

Rick: Kill the man who killed my husband.

Morty: Your what?!

#gay #x male reader #male reader #x male #rick sanchez imagines #rick sanchez x reader #rick sanchez x male reader #rick sanchez #rick and morty imagines #rick and morty #male!reader #male x male

[mortysmith]

while we're on the subject of "morty-prime teamup" what if there was another two crows situation

#rick and morty #prosh/p dni #morty smith #rick sanchez #this is based on the scene at the end of the 2 crows ep #but ummm i think rick would be much more irritable? #like morty very passively just accepted the situation but i feel like rick would start to double down and kind of revert back to his more- #'iconic' personality of just you know. being awful #like obviously he understands morty is justified and i think on some level even agrees with him #but guys. He is so codependent and So shitty. like he cannot express these feelings properly #and like. Improving as a person isnt a linear process Like i appreciate rick making an effort to be better #but just... Getting Better right away is not how it works really #like idk. if rick starts feeling desperate i dont think its unrealistic to imagine he unconsciously starts behaving 'in his comfrot zone' #he starts throwing insults and telling morty hes stupid. generally trying to kick down his sense of self esteem #BECAUSE HE GENUINELY IS SCARED OF BEING ALONE #or like. Not having control over being alone you know

[sorrelpaws]

they're investigating scary noises in the dark

#rick and morty #rick sanchez #morty smith #this drawing mainly exists because im so annoyed at how rick isnt given any kind of sleepwear #this pissed me off so bad in night family when he just Went to sleep in his REGULAR OUTFIT. AT LEAST TAKE THE LABCOAT OFF #this is what i think hed sleep with. funny boxers and a wifebeater and socks. #none of these have been washed or even removed from his body in like Way too long. #LIKE I FULLY AGREE hes gross and lazy but come awn. I just cant imagine him sleeping in a sweater and khakis. PLUS SHOES. whatever. #also wahaaaatttsss that in the top right lol. whats going on there behind morty ohhh man if only i knew Lol. Anyway

[s4nchez]

Gentle

warnings: smut, fluff, some plot??, p in v sex, reader has a vagina, sex pollen, rick being weirdly soft, established relationship, oral (m!recieving), kinda switch rick?? not proofread im tired its 3am.

a/n: hi guys, i know i havent updated in likeee..... a little over a year.... but im back and ermmm i kinda forgot how to write. this is a little rushed bc im tired and too lazy to check anything but enjoy while i write more for rick😊😊

Your boyfriend, Rick, had been in a lot of pain since his last adventure with Morty. You couldn't recall what his jumbled words were saying but you heard him in the garage rummaging around doing something.

Walking into the garage, you wrapped your hands around his waist, watching as he let out a triumphant noise. He had created a pill.

He quickly brought water and took the pill.

Nothing seemed to change at first, surprisingly. He was still in slight ache, his back, his neck, his black eye, his arm, his...

Oh my God.

"S-Shit." He cursed under his breath, rummaging through his work bench carelessly and for once, without a thought. "I.. eeurp- I fucked- I messed up, b-babe."

"Since when'd you mess up?" You laughed, not really believing him, looking down at the floor before catching a glimpse of his crotch. He had a raging boner.

"See. I messed up."

"I still don't get it, Rick." This was honestly the hardest you've ever seen him, you couldn't conjure up a decent guess as to what just happened.

"Uh- I k-eerp-inda, sorta, m-mayyybeee cre- made a pill w-with some sort of sex pollen. Uh," Rick awkwardly puckered his lips, fingers tapping against each other. "A-And you might have to fuck it out of me."

You sighed. He always makes things seem more serious than they are. Prior to this whole thing, you were actually coming down to the garage to see if your boyfriend wanted to spend some alone time, away from the Beth, Jerry, and the kids.

So this was right up your alley.

You didn't even notice Rick had walked up to you until you felt his chapped lips against yours. Sighing into the kiss, his hands grabbed at your hips roughly. You would've complained, but given the situation, you understood he couldn't control himself.

His hands roamed your body, squeezing your ass, rubbing his hand over your hip dips, your neck, jaw, lower back, nowhere was untouched at this point.

Finally, he had released the kiss, realizing you couldn't breathe.

"Y/N.." Nothing could have prepared you for his aggression. Quickly picking you up and pressing you against the garage door.

He had used his other hands to swiftly remove your tank top and shorts, smirking once he noticed that you had no bra or panties on, "Y-You wh- whore."

Rick's robotic arms got to work on his lower half, disgarding his jeans and boxers.

"Rick, please.." The garage was dark, only dim with the small lightbulb in the middle. It was around 2.A.M at this point and it hadn't crossed your mind that the garage echoed, "wait.."

"Wha-What's up?" He belched right after.

"Wouldn't everyone hear us? I mean.. the garage-"

"I'm not dumb, b-babe. The garage is on soundproof mode."

He let go of you. You looked up at him with doe eyes, his cock twitched at the sight of you looking up at him because of your height difference.

You got onto your knees quickly, keeping eye-contact the whole time while taking his cock in your hands.

Rick groaned, looking down at you as his hand went into your hair. Stroking his cock slowly, he sighed, eyelids dropping down heavily over his eyes. Your mouth watered at the feel of him and you whimpered impatiently, darting your tongue out to lick his tip.

His slender fingers tangled into your hair, murmuring sweet praises in pure awe when he caught sight of you holding onto his hips and attempting to deepthroat his entire length.

Ricks cock had hit the back of your throat and you heard a throaty whine escape his lips. Immediately looking up and stopping your motions.

"Aw, did you just whine??" You had smiled up at him and he swore he almost came at the sight alone, his eyes watery from the lost sensation.

"P-Please- urrp- co-continue."

You thought about it for a second, a finger to your lip, "how about something better?"

"B-Baby..." Rick whispered,

You looked up at him, bringing your lips to his tip, kissing it. You continued to kiss down his length until you got to his base, going up his abdomen and to his chest.

Your grin made his cock twitch. Hands flying to his chest and pushing him on top of his work bench, he almost yelled in protest until he realized you were climbing on top of him, perfectly straddling his hips.

He groaned at the action, "Fuck, Y/N.."

You held yourself up with your knees, grabbing ahold of his cock and lining it up with your wet entrance, teasing him a bit by rubbing his dick in between your folds and over your swollen clit.

You both moaned at the act. Hands gripping his shoulders while he took over, slowly lowering your hips onto his groin.

Whining at the sudden intrusion, Rick kissed your temple to try and soothe the pain of the stretch in your lower belly. After a few minutes or so, Ricks hand rested on your hip once more, "Y-You ready, baby?"

Nodding, he started thrusting up into you, both moaning at the initial sting. His eyes darted up to yours and tried to maintain eye contact knowing you couldn't from all the pleasure.

"Rick.." You gasped before bringing your lips to his in a slow, passionate kiss.

He'd never been so gentle with you, usually having to deal with quickies was okay with you but you've always pondered how it would've felt to have him take his time with you. Not be so quick to finish. It's not like you were a secret, no, his whole family knew. Almost everyone supported, almost, Jerry had never been so supportive of it.

His work and adventures always came in the way of your sex life. Sure, you were fulfilled. You were more than fulfilled, but that never stopped your thoughts as to how it'd feel to not rush.

I guess todays your lucky day.

His lips moved down to your neck and your heart thumped. This was so.. different. In a good way. His thrusts picked up speed and fervor.

"S-Shit.. God, y-you're ti-" he cut his own sentence off with a moan and straining his eyes shut while he buried his head in your shoulder, "tight.. oh my God."

He was absolutely in heaven and so were you. This new feeling had you addicted to his dick. Rick sighed sweet nothings into your ear. His cock hit your g-spot with every movement and it was absolutely wonderful.

Your stomach felt on fire. Literally. You knew you were close but you weren't used to this amount of pleasure.. ever. Feeling his cock twitch against your walls, you knew he was closw, deciding to bounce on his cock to speed up your guys release. You were desperate.

Both of you were letting out the most salacious sounds that you were starting to think that Ricks garage wasn't able to contain the noises inside the room much longer.

"R-Rick.. I'm close- shit!"

Cursing, Ricks cock spasmed. He threw his head back down againsg your shoulder and you tried to praise him, but nothing coherent came out as your own orgasm was approaching. He spurted his seed inside you, digging his fingernails into your soft hip and you almost gasped at the warm feeling. The feeling that led you to your release.

Your brain fogged up and your jaw went slack at the pressure waves of your orgasm. His hands rubbing at your arms, smiling at you as your sex contracted around his dick. You'd never fallen this hard from sex with Rick. It wasn't ever this intense in a gentle way. You knew it would be back to quickies but you still hoped it wouldn't be the last time you'd felt this good.

Once you both calmed down a bit, he rose his head and kissed your cheek lovingly, his lips were wet and swollen and slightly pinker than usual. You smiled at him warmly, cuddling up against his chest.

"F-Fuck, sweet-urrp-heart.." His chest vibrated from his deep voice and weirdly enough, you almost fell asleep from it.

"Tha.. That felt really good, Rick.."

"It did." His arms wrapped around you, his cock softening inside you. His hands traveled up and groped your breast, pecking kisses all over it.

"I love you, Rick," You brushed your lips against his, hand tangling into his hair, "so much, baby.."

His lips captured yours in yet another soft, passionate kiss, his scarred lips felt amazing on yours. Your hands moved towards his cheek, loving the feeling of being so passionately intimate with him.

He broke the kiss, tucking a hair behind your ear, smiling, "I.. I-I love you too, Y/N."

Needless to say, you guys slept in the garage that night.

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[en-ben]

oohh for requests, maybe something with evil and prime morty? :3

here you go :) this was goofier in my head

#rick and morty #morty prime #evil morty #idk I imagine Morty would have... extremely negative game being raised by Prime #whereas Evil Morty is genuinely mature bc he's just himself and avoided Rick's influence since the beginning #theyre around 17 here btw #Just realized i forgot his scar lets pretend i didnt I even told myself mid drawing not to forget to add it.. I STILL DID