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𝑴𝑶𝑶𝑫𝑩𝑶𝑨𝑹𝑫 𝑴𝑬𝑴𝑬 || accepting

@evilmcg sent; ❤️ evilmcg for v-79 rick

🌹💅--- When we up in the club All eyes on us, all eyes on us See the boys in the club They watchin' us, they watchin' us

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UNPROMPTED/SORTA BIRTHDAY ASKS || accepting

@evilmcg sent; “If you haven’t killed that reporter morty yet I was hoping we could torture and murder him together. I want his head in a stick for what he said about me!” Evilmcg for v-79 rick

Well, Rick's assumption was right, hours ago wasn't the last time he would see Meg. Though, this time, her offer intrigued him. Torture and murder. On today of all days. It's as if the stars aligned to give them both the opportunity to do some bonding on a day that meant so much to him.

"I-I haven't killed him yet, I subjected him to some psychological torture, teaching him a lesson first a-about making wrongful accusations and spreading rumors," He shoved his hands down into his lab coat pockets. "So, yes, we can do it together. I-I would like to use this as a bonding activity to get closer to you."

Head tilted to the side, he glanced at her and then away to look straight ahead. "Follow me to the lab."

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IT'S RICK V-79's BIRTHDAY || accepting

@evilmcg sent; Meg offered with a beautifully wrapped present inside held some weapons she had specifically made for intense torture. (Evilmcg for v-79 rick)

This time, caught in the middle of the hallway, having just come back from the lab. Blood splattered all over his white lab coat. A sign that something sinister had taken place moments before. He didn't expect a second visit from Meg, but something told him this wasn't going to be the last time he saw her today.

He took the gift and tore it open. Only to reveal the box full of weapons. Ones that could be used for his experiments. If only she had given them to him an hour prior, he could have tried them out on his very willing, extra special victim.

"Meg, y-you're too kind," He sealed the box and put it under his arm. "I-I will use these often, thank you."

Then something pulled at his brain. Oh, right. "D-Don't go into Morty's office, he isn't there right now. H-He's unavailable for the rest of the day," He won't say why. It isn't her business. "Y-You can message him through the phone, though, he will answer. I-I'm sure of it."

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IT'S RICK V-79's BIRTHDAY || accepting

@evilmcg sent; “Happy birthday grandpa rick.” Meg spoke before unveiling his meal. A recent victim of hers that she cooked perfectly. Seasoned well and prepared bloody just how he liked it. On the side was a chocolate cake with happy birthday written across with some candles already lit for him. (Evilmcg for rick v-79)

Sat up in the cat bed, inside of Morty's office, Rick gazed at the girl for a moment. His grey-blue eyes followed the plate that was settled down in front of him. Bloody meat that looked perfectly seared on the outside. The aroma of it and the sight made his mouth water.

The cake wasn't what he focused on. While he liked sweets, it wasn't something that made him as ravenous as meat did. Though, it would be an excellent addition to the meal in front of him.

Before speaking, he blew out the candles from the cake, leaning forward as he did, looking up at her with glossed over eyes.

"Meg," He spoke with a confidence, firmer than most words he uttered. "Y-You're very sweet for this, I-I'm not worthy of your kindness."

Though, he felt as if he deserved it anyway. Deep down. No matter the awful things he's done to her beloved boyfriend in the past. He was forgiven and now a pet. Their shared pet and grandfather, it seemed. Interesting.

As he picked up the steak, he bit into it. Blood dripped down from his hands, along with the other juices, the mess getting all over his chin as well.

This was well made, as expected. Meg was a very good cook and he always liked eating what she made. Perhaps he'll have to gain access to a kitchen to make something for her in turn. One of these days.

"Th-Thank you." He spoke after swallowing a bite, instantly going back to eating. "Y-You can stay if you want, I-I would like your company."

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HOLIDAY GIFT ASKS || no longer accepting

@evilmcg sent; The girl gave the man a hug once she caught sight of him. "Happy holidays grandpa! I got you a present!" She exclaimed excitedly before her rick guard handed her the gift which she then handed to rick. It was a black and gold wrapped present with a gold star foil pattern wrapped in a matching gold bow. Inside he would find a few things. A hand knit sweater in his preferred color. A framed photo of the object of his obsession since his granddaughter being a yandere herself just got him. Then there was another framed photo but of rick and emeg herself. Showing just how close hey were. Finally was a set of torture tools. Which prime had helped her pick out. (evilmcg for v-79 rick)

The hug caught Rick off guard, having been done while he was mid step through the corridor. He glanced down at her. Slightly curious, but even more puzzled by the guard with her. It was his first time seeing that particular Rick. And it got his attention in more ways than one.

For the most part, he thought it was a sacrificial offer of a meal. Considering, up to this point, she always gave him food. The kind of cuisine he liked; human flesh. And he wouldn't have been surprised if this Rick would have been someone he had to kill and then eat.

However, that thought was discarded when she gave him the gifts. He tore into them. A bit impatient. He examined each item carefully. It was a surprise that she guessed his favorite color, pink, but then again, he realized that Morty might have told her. Still, it was soft and very comfortable. He would enjoy wearing it.

As for the framed photos, they made him glance hard at them. He would ignore the first photo, for now, but the second one. It looked nice. He remembered her snapping the photo of them together. At the time, he didn't understand and he let it slide. Now, seeing what she done with it, and seeing the photo for the first time, it made his chest tighten a little.

Kneeling down to her height, grey-blue eyes gazed into her own. "I-I'm grateful for you, Meg," He spoke with an even monotonous tone. "Y-You've showed me nothing but kindness despite my very dark past a-and I hope that I've shown you that I can be a changed man, someone who you can consider a valuable asset to you,"

And with that, he pulled her towards him, holding her in a hug. Closing his eyes as he reveled in the affection. He softly petted her hair, giving her body a squeeze before releasing her and standing up again.

"H-Happy Holidays, Meg."

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{ OOC } some platonic ship tags for @evilmcg