#Rickorty AU

[hpmort]

Was looking at some Rick and Morty fanart, and there was an idea of an “Evil Miami Morty” (created in the context of him hanging around with canon Evil Morty and an Evil Morticia) and he was just a recolor with wires hanging out of his left eye?

And I am of multiple minds of how an Evil Miami Morty would go-

Indistinguishable from a normal Morty other than longer hair

Actively covering up more in response to being over sexualized

Looking like one of those redesigns that “fix” him

Or him being so messed up from his years as a child prostitute that he can’t think of dressing in a manner that isn’t weirdly scanty so he wears even less. Like he’s a brainwashed female comic book superheroine in a very skimpy black outfit

(Or, like, him just liking showing a lot of skin as a result of doing it for years, or maybe even for its own sake with the shame being burnt off, but still definitely not in an 80s fashion)

or like the idea of him getting the information out of Ricks not by luring them with a dome, but by seducing them and perhaps not even killing them if he can get their memories while they’re unconscious

He probably wouldn’t run for President himself, but perhaps angle to become First Morty? Probably still manipulating the election, even if he could count on literally every Rick being a hebephile, there’s no telling if that Rick would choose him as his Morty as opposed to just sleep with him, or maybe keep him locked up somewhere, or even if that Rick did choose him as his Morty, that said Rick would leave him with the opportunity to get the information he needs, or to work on his plan…

[deus-regina]

Rickorty Week | Day 2 | Injury/Protecting

A little of my rickorty zombie apocalypse AU for today's prompt. Is he fighting off other survivors, or zombies?

[deaddovemars]

let me cook

rickorty and dipford running into each other on an adventure

rick thinking this is some kind of alternate universe version of his ex-lover (stan)

ford confusing rick for a different rick he knew back in college (maybe rickprime?)

morty and dipper bonding over their gilfs and becoming friends/pen pals

[cyantt-does-stuff]

Prime returns early AU

So basically, in this AU, set around the start of season 5, Morty ecounters Prime a bit early. He has zero information on the guy. He doesn't know about C-137's past or what Prime is capable of.

I have a whole scene planned because we could have had so much more potential in canon. I wish we could have seen Prime and Morty interact more. That's what I'm going to attempt to do here.

I also want to explore how Morty chooses family over originality. He's had so much character development over the seasons and I am proud of him.

Anyways expect a fic about this sometime in the future!

[starshapedspider]

rick frankenstein doodles:)) main idea for this au is that rick is trying to create the perfect family and friends for himself using other versions’ body parts. morty is the first one to be made and is forced to go on adventures with her to find body parts for the others

[lucygingewards]

Little Red and her Big Bad Wolf

[i-will-cry-you-a-river]

And you know damn well For you, I would ruin myself A million little times

Taylor Swift: Illicit Affairs

@rickortyweek Day 7 - Soulmate AU

[apiratefellinlovewithastar]

do I have to do EVERYTHING around this house?! (wants rickorty tokyo ghoul AUs so badly)

[krsive-writes]

Rickorty Week 2023: Any Which Way

Title: Don't You Dare Fool ME

Author: krsive

Rating: T

Tags/Warnings: High School AU

Rick should never have listened to Tammy, but she was Brandon’s girlfriend now and his best friend was so pussy-whipped that he had lost his damn mind. He was always telling Rick she wasn’t so bad, that they should just let her have her way, that he needed to loosen up. Who the hell had ever told Rick to loosen up?! Ridiculous. She was a megabitch, but Brandon couldn’t see it and Sam was too high all the time to really make much of an ally. So when Tammy sprang the dare on him in the popular kids’ group text, Rick had found himself quite alone in objecting.

Fine. They had bribed him eventually with some molly and so tonight he had found himself picking up Morty Smith to be his date to homecoming.

It didn’t go the way Rick had expected at all. Morty was cute, now that Rick actually stopped to look, and his company felt like a warm glow, like a fire in the hearth in the deep midwinter. He was almost too shy to look at Rick at all, but he laughed at his jokes with such sincerity. He was clearly nervous about showing up to the dance with a boy, and Rick had sympathy for his fretting; coming out wasn't easy. Everyone knew that Rick was a shameless pansexual slut, but rumors about Morty's sexuality had been pure speculation. That was why, Tammy had explained, this was going to be so epic.

Halfway through the first slow dance, Rick had started to doubt his mission. It felt so nice to hold the other boy in his arms. There was something about their connection that was so electric. Rick hadn't ever felt this way about a date before. No crush had ever had his heart in his throat like this.

As the dance progressed he had grown even more jittery. Now was supposed to be the time.    Rick had driven them to the park near his house to sit on the picnic tables and watch the stars twinkle. He took belts from his flask, hoping to fortify himself and just get the stupid dare over with. He chain smoked, too, lighting each new one with the glowing cherry of the previous as they chatted nervously.

''H-Hey, Rick?" Morty, eyes cast down, picked at a loose thread on his cuff.

"Yeah?"

''I had s-such a good time," he said. He spoke slowly, like he was navigating a minefield one step at a time.

"Good." Was it, though? Maybe this would be easier if Morty had already been disillusioned. ''That was the point, right?''

''I guess. But..." He glanced up at Rick and back down.

Rick gave him some time to go on, but the air remained still. "But what?" he prompted.

"But why did you ask me out?" There was a thickness to his voice now. "You don't know me. You're probably the most popular guy in school a-a-and I'm just the kid who gets shoved in lockers."

''That's, uh..." Rick flicked his cigarette away; it didn't taste so good anymore. "That's pretty insightful, there."

"Everyone thinks I'm so s-stupid, so I guess you thought I wouldn't notice it was weird."

"Yeah…I guess you're not so dumb, after all."

Rick had a sudden need to not be there, so he stood abruptly and walked down the slope to the bank of the pond. He picked up a stone and sent it skipping over the calm waters. Morty wasn't far behind, but at least on his feet Rick felt a little less trapped.

"So why?" Morty demanded. ''What's the deal? Wh-Why are you even hanging out with me?"

"Mysterious popular guy reasons." With a sharp throw, Rick skipped another stone.

"It's not funny.''

"I'm not laughing.''

"I just wished i-it could be real." Morty was definitely crying now. Rick resisted the urge to look. "You did everything so romantic. And w-w-we slow danced and everything. I guess I really am stupid."

A third stone went flying over the dark water. "I had a good time, too. I had a great time."

"Liar."

"Sure, I'm a liar. But I mean this one."

"You know I'm just unpopular and ugly and stupid, s-so just take me home, Rick!"

"You're not ugly. You're kind of infuriatingly cute."

"Stop it." Pathetic, Morty sniffled wetly.

Finally, Rick turned to face the other boy. He reached out and took his hand, and he held it though Morty tried to jerk away. Rick pulled him close and slipped his arm around him. They both breathed unevenly, frozen in the moonlight.

"I'm gonna kiss you, now," said Rick, slow and even like Morty was a frightened horse.

''R-Really?"

Morty's rose petal lips tasted like his salt tears, but that felt somehow so perfect, It was like he could taste the intensity of the moment. The spark Rick felt as soon as they touched nearly took his legs from under him. He clutched tighter, pulling Morty's tiny body against his own. Everything else fell away, all the sludge of Rick's misery sloughed off to leave this perfect moment unsullied. Morty's mouth opened for his tongue so eagerly. This kiss was different from any Rick had ever felt. It was like their hearts had synced up with the press of their lips. Morty moaned into his mouth.

When Rick pulled away, Morty clutched at his shirt and bounced up on his toes to try and chase the kiss. He had lost all control, crying so hard now. Rick brushed tears from his cheeks. He felt such a strong need to protect this boy. Self hatred coiled in wait at the edge of his mind, waiting to punish him for what he had meant to do to this sweet angel.

"Be my novio," he said, surprising both of them. Yet as soon as the words took form, he felt the true desire in them.

"What?"

"Boyfriend. Be my boyfriend."

Morty, still crying, studied Rick's face. "Wh-Why did you ask me to the dance?"

"Come on, Morty. I-I don't want to talk about that."

"Why? I need to know the truth."

"It doesn't matter anymore, ok? I like you now. I want us to be together."

"I can't do it i-i-if you can just lie to me." Morty was shaking so hard he could barely keep his feet, so Rick scooped him up in his arms to carry him back to the picnic tables.

"It was a dare," he said, looking anywhere but Morty's face.     

“I knew it.” Morty's voice echoed up out of a pit of misery.

"I was supposed to try and get a picture of your dick and show it to those assholes."

Morty only cried harder. He tried to speak but nothing came out right.

Rick placed him gently on the tabletop. "It's not like that any more."

"I wanna go h-home."

"Will you just listen to me? I want you to be my boyfriend. I don't want you to cry anymore.” Rick clasped Morty's hand in his own. "I've never been someone's boyfriend and I—I just know I’m gonna be a fuckup but you make me feel things, Morty, and I want to try for you, so please?"

"Your friends will make fun of you if you really mean it."

"Then they're dicks and I don't wanna be like that anymore. I'd rather lose all of them than do this stupid bet to you"

"If you don't care about your reputation then why do you care about my reputation?”

"Because I deserve it and you don't." Rick placed a tender kiss on Morty’s forehead. "I can take it. Fuck anyone who wants to keep us apart. You..." Rick grit his teeth, breathed through his nose. "Please, Morty?"

Morty buried his face against Rick's chest. A light breeze ruffled Rick's hair, tickling his ear. For a long time, it was quiet between them.

''O-Ok. Yes.” Morty’s lip was trembling when he looked up at Rick. “I want that. I want it so bad."

Rick crushed Morty’s body against his own. He didn't know what to say. A thrill shook him and left him exhausted in its wake. They found each other's lips again, and there was fire between them now. Rick swallowed Morty's sobs right off of his tongue.

The heat faded gradually, and Rick slipped his phone from his pocket. He broke away from Morty's sweet kisses just long enough to open the camera app and get the two of them in frame. Arm looped around Morty's neck, Rick took a picture of himself kissing Morty on the corner of his mouth, flipping off the camera all the while. Morty even giggled when he was done. Rick felt his heart brighten, lighting him up from within. This was going to be the best adventure, he could just feel it.

Later that night, after makeouts and mosquito bites and the inevitable fight with his dad after missing curfew, Rick sat in his room smiling at the photographic evidence of his good fortune. He sent the photo to the group text, along with a caption.

>> Joke's on you guys, I fell in love.

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And that's Day 1! So far, so fun!

You guys can find my collection on AO3 at this link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/47972983

[waynesmywife]

dps au where morty is todd and rick is mr keating

[dionis-kaos]

Bocetos de un fancomic rickorty que tengo planeado dibujar en algún futuro cercano

[potetosaradas]

I yanked this off tiktok but omg this is why i headcanon prickcest as twin flames 😩

[deus-regina]

Rickorty Week | Day 4 | Fluff/Cuddling

AdaRick shows AdaMorty that tongue cleaning isn't that bad after all. In fact, it's really soothing!

[galactic-theorist]

[lostelfsinning]

Fey Rick AU

Fey Rick and Human Morty. Rick keeps meeting Morty even though he shouldn't. Usually, humans are considered so below Fey, and Morty is fucking stupid, but there is something about this human that makes his stupidity endearing instead of annoying.

One day, Morty is being chased by Fey hunters. The accusations that he's friends with a Fey have spread too far. He's running through the forest where he usually meets Rick, but he's running in the wrong direction, away from Rick and not towards him. Rick assumes that's because Morty is fucking stupid.

Thankfully, he gets there in time, catching up and protecting Morty with his own body, but damn, those hunters are surprisingly good. They wound him, and all he can do is create a portal, using all of the magical energy left in him, and get them out of there. On the other side, he passes out, leaving Morty alone in the land of Fey.

When Rick wakes up, they are surrounded by Fey. They didn't attack Morty - they wouldn't dare - but they are holding food and offering it to the boy. Rick panics, still exhausted and barely conscious, and implores Morty, asking if he ate anything they offered him, but Morty says he was too scared to touch it. Rick breathes in relief. Whoever eats Fey food, even just a small bite, will never be able to eat human food ever again. Morty would either be stuck in the realm of the Fey, or wither away miserably in the human realm.

Rick doesn't want to keep Morty there for long. It's not a good place for a human. The few humans who have fallen for Fey tricks and are forced to live in their realm are slaves, and even though there is a constant smile on their faces, they aren't doing well. Rick wants Morty back in his own world asap, but Morty is determined to stay. He might even try to sneak a bite from Rick's plate in order to get stuck there too.

[lucygingewards]

He ate her