#mention of rick c137

[antlercollections]

GRGEGRGRGR GROWLS FOES CRAZY

My partner and I had a vision the other day

Doofus Rick and Rick Prime....

Our first idea is that Prime had searched the citadel to find a way to fuck with C-137 and found Doofus Rick- someone who gets shit on constantly, and what better way to get into the head so obsessed with him and the idea that he's the best fit for Prime than to get with someone who C-137 absolutely hates/despises/also shits on?

Our other idea was just them meeting in a citadel bar :3

BUT I DREW THEM AT THE SECOND IDEA

ALSO... Prime calls Doof Zeta because of...

1. He wanted to lure Doof into liking him, so he feigned being nice and told him that Zeta was better fitting, because of his dimension number

2. Prime chose it for him after Doof just shared his dimension and not his name

@local-gay-man

[angelyuji]

yandere rick sanchez headcanons

(obviously very ooc… like im taking his worst characteristics and turning the dial to 100)

cw // spoilers for literally the entire show, noncon, stalking, kidnapping, torture, being kept like a pet, drugging

18+

RAUEIA:ADOBAIDHJO?S{DH*}

canonically big dick like i need him BAD

guys im so in love with this old fucker

season 1+2 rick would definitely just keep you around for sex

the only reason he hasn’t gotten rid of you is cuz you’re a “good fuck”

literally treats you like an object or a cute little pet

“e-eat.” rick places a plate on a table he brought for you. he moves away to type on some computer. all you remember is a green portal in your room and a man you had never met dragging you out of bed. the room you were in was filled with computers and equipment. he didn’t bother to tie you up.

you don’t move, hearing your silence, rick turns to look at you. he burps, “i-i-i bring you some food out of the goodness of my h-heart and you’re not going to eat it?” you don’t answer. “s-s-stupid fucking b-bitch.” he moves over to grab you by the hair and pulls you closer to the table. “eat the fucking food.” you scream, your scalp searing in pain, as he shoves your face onto the table.

s1+2 rick kinda feels like the type to peer-pressure you into a drinking or doing drugs because he can

like he’d definitely force you to some alien drugs just cuz he can or cuz you’re not as resistant when you’re high off your balls

but season 3 and onward??? oh he’s so obsessed with you

let me explain this personality change

by season 3, rick is starting to care for his family so if you meet him after the whole federation prisoner arc of his, he’s more of like a clingy wet cat vibe… like imagine wisp the cat…. guys i lowkey cooked with that comparison

he’s allowed himself to care for his family (even sometimes jerry)

so when he meets you, this sweet, kind, beautiful person. he wants to protect you. he wants to keep you safe from all the shit that happens to the people in his life

constantly checks on you, calling and texting you daily. he always tries to play it off as a butt-dial

‘sdas’ you’re at work when your phone buzzes as rick’s text comes through. you look at the gibberish, roll your eyes, and continue working. 15 minutes later, a green portal flashes open next to you. everyone jumps in surprise, looking at the portal as rick walks through. “why didn’t you text me back?” rick grabs your arm, looking pissed. you look around, embarrassed.

you lower your voice to a hush, “you texted me gibberish? what exactly was i supposed to text back?” his grip on your bicep tightens and you wince.

“i-it was an accident, but y-you didn’t text back and i was worried.” rick starts to pull you into the portal, but you stand your ground.

“rick, i’m working. you have to go.” rick’s face darkens at your words, but he lets go when your coworker comes up to you.

“is everything alright?” she looks concerned and alarmed at rick’s appearance, and he rolls his eyes.

“(y/n) here, didn’t answer my text so i got worried.” rick pulls you into a tight hug and whispers into your ear, “next time, text me back.”

builds you a bunch of stuff to keep you safe like a chip that insta-kills anyone that it detects to be bothering you

that first week of meeting you, he had broken into your house at night and planted a tracker in your skin when you were sleeping, so he knows where you are at all times

during the whole killing rick-prime arc, he was so scared that you would get hurt or prime would come after you

he didn’t want to lose you like how he lost diane and beth :(

“baby, come on, it’s for your safety.” rick pleads as you slam your hands against the force field.

“SO YOU TRAP ME IN A CAGE????” you scream as rick presses a hand against the wall.

“it-it’s just for your protection, baby, i can’t lose you too.”

“FUCK YOU, RICK. I SWEAR WHEN YOU LET ME OUT OF HERE, WE’RE DONE.” you wouldn’t stop screaming at him. morty watches, uncomfortably.

“are-are you sure this is okay, rick?” rick’s face is unreadable as he registers your words.

“it-it’s fine, morty. i just won’t ever let them out.”

rick also seems like the type to have a breeding kink, but like with the no kids yk (this mf does NOT want more kids) (especially after the whole ghia incident)

like he doesn’t use condoms and he doesn’t pull out, because he likes marking you as his from the inside.

he would definitely have a marking kink like hickeys, love bites, collars, anything that shows the world that you’re taken by him

rick’s hands caress you as you struggle in your bonds.

“i’m sorry, baby, so so-sorry.” he buries his head in your shoulder, sucking at your nape. his hands start to pull at your pants and you struggle harder. he pulls away from your neck to leave wet kisses down your chest, “i know, i know, i’m sorry, sweetie. you just looks so cute, so sw-sweet. it’s really not my fault.”

[fandomwe1rd0]

I just find something about Rick driving Morty to school so cute-

[pondhue]

How about Rick getting choked and liking it 👀 his clothes disheveled enough to see his happy trail 🤭😵‍💫

got carried away and made it Prickcest woopsieeeeeeee 🥴💙💜

[mortysmith]

rick becomes super into multiversal travel after prime introduces him to it, very hyperfocused on it and the opportunities it presents (like how the gotron episode establishes that rick can get carried away unless someone reels him in). diane might initially be supportive of this but as rick's appearances around the house become more shoddy, she gets fed up and they separate. after a much more complex deterioration of their relationship obviously rick considers this a win at the time, since he's now free to dick around and do whatever he wants, essentially adopts prime's life philosophy and hangs around him. him and prime would eventually have some sort of falling out, which leaves rick extremely bitter and annoyed. he ends up spending most of his life alone, still living by his pop nihilistic ideals because he thinks this is what he wants. eventually he'd still end up squatting in prime's dimension and realizes that he actually Prefers this family life. his infatuation with prime could develop into resentment when he realizes that he essentially robbed rick of a comfortable, idealistic life

[angeldustanalog]

guy who accidentally gets killed because he happens to be at 7/11 during a stick up and his rick sanchez echolalia kicks in at the sight of a firearm and suddenly he’s screaming ‘WHY DONT YOU DO US BOTH A FAVOR AND PULL THE TRIGGER? DO IT! DO IT!!’ and whoops nows hes dead

[jerrysmithfanatic]

what’s with Morty and blue characters??

TW:Mentions of grooming and Planetina - i’m not gonna write shit abt Mr.Jellybean dw🤢🤢

like one example to elaborate on what i just said: Morty, a 14 year old, had a romantic relationship with someone in which “age doesn’t really apply to” - however, the debate with the age of consent and what defines an adult as an adult and a minor as a minor- while mostly based on age, is also based on maturity level. Planetina had been summoned since the mid 90’s by her CHILDREN. This is more than enough evidence that: even though ‘age doesn’t apply to Planetina’, she should be fully matured by now and realize that her relationship with a 14 year old boy in wrong. Beth, Mortys mom, who is usually very selfish and distances herself from her family’s problems, speaks up and mentiones that Planetina is ‘too old for morty’- in which Planetina replies ( in the most idiotic and overused excuse ): “But Mortys very mature for his age!” like what???

These quotes aren’t exact- i’m writing this from my memory of the episode. - also, i’m pasting this from a message i send to my friends because i just want people to talk more about this.

Side note- i really liked Beth this episode, normally, she’s one of my least favorite characters, but to see the way she stood her ground with Planetina and how she comforted Morty later in the ep was really heartwarming. I wish she’d acted more like this in the show.

anywayysssssss- just wanted to get this out because i feel like this isn’t talked about enough.

i always end up skipping this episode cuz i cant stomach most scenes.

[zeep-xanflorp]

i feel like i haven't been as deranged as i can be lately so just to make up for it, just wanna say that i desire rick sanchez carnally. i need to push him to the absolute brink and back. he needs to have a near death experience at my hands. i'm going to dissect him on a surgery table. see how much he bleeds and how hard i can bite him until he begs.

minors dni

[msc137]

are you a homestuckie? you remind me of tavros nitram a tiny bit

...yeah i like homestuck. and i feel like i should be offended by the tavros comparison but im really not

[countlessrealities]

SILLY HEADCANONS INBOX CALL || @dynamoprotocol ~ Rick & Chance

Rick is much more willing to show his goofier side to Chance than he ever has with Clarissa. Back when they were together, their relationship was built over a certain idea of what they wanted from each other and he himself was also less inclined to fuck around as much as he does in the present. When they met again, of course, there was just no space for this sort of sentiment. Now that they have agreed to put the past behind them, however, Rick wants to show just how hellbent he is at giving their rekindled relationship a new spin. A healthier, happier one. So poor chance often finds himself dragged into silly prank wars, childish berating (towards others, especially Jerry) and into whatever other thing that passes through Rick's head and that he finds funny.

Since Clarissa is famous for being a disaster at keeping herself properly fed, Rick is determined to teach Chance at least the basis of how to cook, since both he and his counterpart [@advnterccs] happen to be quite good at it. It doesn't take long for these "lessons" to turn into an excuse for the trio to have some home dates, where they can just enjoy some domesticity and maybe also find alternative fun ways to use the ingredients.

For Chance's sake, Rick makes a big effort to get along with ZED...at least when Chance is around. He and the assistant still butt heads a lot and Rick still hasn't stopped throwing out lewd comments his way, but his attempts at riling ZED up are not as brutal and as uncalled for as they used to be when he was messing with him to annoy Clarissa indirectly. Rick wants Chance to have a shot at happiness and he'll bend over backwards to make sure he can help with it, even if it means putting up with an annoying artificial know-it-all.

[countlessrealities]

The sound of a portal opening caught Rick off guard. He hadn't been expecting guests that night, reason why he had decided to dedicate a few hours to a project he had been neglecting for a few months now.

Of course, all those plans were instantly scrapped the moment his boyfriend dropped in his lap, without giving him the chance to have a say in the matter.

Had it been someone else, the scientist would have been pissed. He hated being interrupted while he was working not just out of boredom, but because he was actually invested in whatever he was creating. However, as it so very often happened, his counterpart was an exception to yet another of his rules, so instead of getting mad, Rick found himself grinning in both amusement and fondness.

Damn, his other self was so fucking cute when he acted like that.

"A-Ain't that a fuckin' tempting idea," he mused with a hum, looping his arms around his boyfriend's waist, pulling it a little closer. "I-I could use a goddamn break. F-From everything and anyone. An-And I can't think of a better way to get that t-than spending it with you, lover."

He leant in, meaning to go for a kiss, but he froze mid-gesture as he counterpart went on, bringing up yet another surprise. A bad one, this time, at least for him. Marriage? What the hell was his other self talking about? What happened to their shared decision to never try that shit again?

A sick feeling gripped at his chest and the genius struggled not to let his distress drip into his expression. Shit. What was he supposed to do with all that?!

"Uh, b-baby, that's...I'm not...I-I mean..." He started, stumbling over his words, not knowing what to say.

He was almost sure that his boyfriend was too wasted to remember this in the morning, but he couldn't risk it and say something hurtful. Not on this.

"W-We should totally go on that trip," he eventually settled on saying, fidgeting uneasily in his chair. "B-But not tonight. I-I mean, shit, baby, y-you can hardly walk!" A forced snort. "H-How about we go for something easier?"

He pressed his mouth against the other's ear, breath hot against the skin as he seductively purred out the next words.

"L-Let's wreck my room instead.~"

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The amount of booze that was in Rick's system should've made him unable to do anything. Yet, he opened a portal and hopped out to the other side. His boyfriend's garage. Where he found said boyfriend working on something. It didn't matter to him what it was. All he saw was an opportunity and he decided to take it.

Without thinking, he walked and sat on his counterpart's lap, arms wrapped around that neck, leaning onto him with a lovestruck look in his blue eyes.

"Baby~" He began. "W-We should go somewhere, fuck everything else a-and just leave, go explore the cosmos of space o-or whatever. J-Just - Just the two of us."

And then came the words that he couldn't keep in anymore. "I-I want to marry you, l-let's go and get hitched somewhere, wreck a hotel room a-and live happily ever after."

[vhvrs]

revamped morty prime n rick c137 from this bc i wasnt happy w how i drew them. not repeating most hcs mentioned there but elaborating on a few

[fandomwe1rd0]

Why Meeseeks and Destroy is so important to me as an csa survivor

Sooo this won't be like my usual posts because it'll be more mushy and emotional than usual. I'll probably get emotional while writing this post so ya. Obvious tw for talks of real life csa under the cut since I will be talking briefly about my own experience. I'll try not to be too graphic but yeah.

I was sa'd as a child. I was around 11, so like just starting puberty. Now me and Morty's situations are very different. Obviously our ages are different and with Morty it was a lot more aggressive and done in a public setting with someone he barely knew. For me it was done in private by someone I really trusted. When I told my parents they were kind of dismissive (absolutely no hate towards them, they are amazing parents but the way they reacted when I told them upset me a little) they didn't really do much and I still have to see the monster that did that to me regularly. So when I watched Meeseeks and Destroy after years of denying what happened to me was s//a. Particularly my first rewatch after accepting it, it really got to me. Seeing Rick someone who is really mean all the time actually being so nice and sweet for the first time in the series got me really emotional. And I really related to how Morty felt. Especially considering how much I don't want to be around that person. I relate to him so much in this episode and even though it never got brought up again, Morty is still so relateable and important to me. Seeing him clutch onto Rick and crying to go home, as heartbreaking as it was, it made me feel a lot less alone. And this episode is a big reason why Rick is my favorite character and a huge comfort character to me. I feel like he wouldn't be dismissive like my parents and would be there for me. It really got to me and I was literally sobbing while watching it and seeing him kill Mr. Jellybean with no hesitation makes me feel like he would've protected me, I know it's dumb but this episode really means so so so much to me as a csa survivor and it gets to me but it also makes me feel so much less alone and it makes me so happy to see that I'm not crazy and that some people won't be dismissive and would care so much. It just gets to me ok? (I was so close to crying while writing this haha, totally not holding back tears rn)

[dykemcqueen]

s7e5 was so disappointing to me bc they completely sidelined morty and acted like there's some stark difference between morty and evil morty as if the whole conceit of EM isn't that he is literally just morty.

at his point of origin EM is not smarter, he's not crueler, he's not better, he's not worse, he's just c137 with about 20% less patience. EM has more knowledge because he HAD to learn as much as rick to finally overcome him, but overcoming rick was the impetus, and if c137 had that same drive, it would be completely possible. c137 has manipulated rick in exactly the same way that we see EM doing to his rick in the opening. c137 is just as smart and bitchy and fed up. he's just as good at fighting and flying the ship. morty c137 has not been the bumbling sidekick for many seasons, so why put him in that position now? just to make evil morty look way cooler than he is?

not to mention it's so out of character for morty not to read the fucking room at the end of the episode. morty canonically can dissect rick very well, so why is he acting cheery and ignorant now? it's not like the two of them to be so out of sync, not anymore. it was just so repellent to me... dragging my boy through the mud just to put evil morty on a pedestal... just to act like they aren't the same person at their core.

[countlessrealities]

Viktor's new attempt at defending his point is met with a raised brow and an unimpressed stare and it's definitely for the best that he decides to let the matter go. Rick is a master when it comes to destroy others' dreams and hopes and he wouldn't have hesitated to do it with the younger man, had he gotten irritated enough. No matter if it would have been counterproductive for his goals.

He bites his tongue to stop himself from spitefully echoing that "never mind", and instead watches Viktor's face as the latter takes a gulp from his flask. His lips curl in an amused smirk as the taste catches the other off guard, but he has to admit that he is a little impressed. Not many people manage to drink that particular liquor without choking and spluttering.

"G-Good shit, right?" He comments, taking the flask back. "I-I hope you savoured it, 'c-cause you won't find this anywhere around here. N-Not in Zaun an-and definitely not in this fancy nest y-you landed yourself in. U-Unless you come to me."

He leaves it vague, aware that the younger man might take it as him brewing the liquor himself. It's a much easier assumption to make than guessing that it comes from another universe.

"F-Furthermore?" He prompts instead, when Viktor stops mid sentence. He doesn't really care about what the other has to say, but he needs to buy himself time to think about how he can explain his "project" without giving away too much. "I-If you want to lecture me about laws an-and whatnot, d-don't bother. I-I never gave a shit about rules an-and I'm not going to start now. F-Fuck the government."

In his younger days, he had spent years fighting a galactic federation. He wouldn't even think about bowing to a bunch of idiots in luxurious clothes who think they are smarter than everyone.

"An-And yeah, I could do that. B-But they don't teach you things for free an-and I'm not swimming in cogs. O-Or have the time to owe someone a favour. I-I have a growing teenager to feed." Bringing up Morty is more something he does out of habit, but if it can inspire sympathy in Viktor, all the better. "B-Besides, they put that Shimmer shit everywhere these day, an-and I'm not touching it. I-I already have enough addictions as it is."

And, almost to underline that point, he takes a long swing from his flask.

"A-As for my work," he adds, finally addressing Viktor's question. "T-Think of it as a portable version o-of your Hexgates. B-But that takes you further." Off planet, to other worlds. "Y-You're probably thinking tha-that I'm nuts, b-but it's possible. W-Whether you believe it or not. An-And I need your shiny stones to do it."

{ @modestmuses }

Viktor is all too aware of how people in this city view him.  He is not naive and doesn’t need a stranger to point out the looks he gets from the others.  He has worked hard for years to prove himself to be more than a pity case, ever since his parents scrubbed the last vestiges of the undercity off his skin and shelled out the cogs for that uniform and boarding in the Piltovan Academy.  Even before he got there, even as his mother was still rinsing the suds out of his hair, he knew he would have to work twice as hard to prove his worth.

“Both Jayce and I have earned our places,” he retorts.  Of course, Jayce has earned a higher place in the pecking order much more quickly than Viktor ever will, but that’s to be expected, considering he is Piltovan nobility.  House Talis may be one of the lower houses, but it is still a house.  Viktor has never once deluded himself into believing that the system is fair, but he still doesn’t think Jayce has had everything handed to him on a silver platter for no reason.

“Just because I’m not the one giving the speeches doesn’t mean I’m not—”  He cuts himself off and flushes with indignation, realizing he is putting far too much effort into justifying himself to some asshole who is probably trying to rile him up on purpose.  “Well, never mind.”

He takes the offered flask and throws it back, figuring he could use the help getting through this conversation.  It would have hit him harder if he hadn’t been expecting the intensity, but he knows someone from the undercity isn’t going to be carrying around a flask full of some fruity little cocktail or champagne.  Even though he mostly expected it, it still makes his eyes go wide, and he lets out something between a sigh and a groan as he swallows and passes it back, but he is grateful for the strength of it.

“And what’s this project you’re working on?” he asks, the edge in his voice diminished but not entirely gone.  He will admit his scientific curiosity is starting to get the better of him as his interest in picking sides wanes, slowly replaced by his tendency to gravitate toward whatever seems the most progressive, the most evolutionary, revolutionary, what-have-you.  “You must realize such vague terms don’t make me more inclined to offer assistance.  Furthermore—”

But he stops short of saying that last bit, about how all scientific experiments require Council approval and how hexite crystals must be purchased from the hextech team at exorbitant prices if anyone wants to mess with the raw materials themselves.  He cannot say any of that in good faith.  He knows undercity people are so rarely swimming in cogs, but that does not mean their scientific ventures are any less important.  Also, hextech would not exist if he and Jayce had waited for a Council approval that would never come.

“Synthesizing anti-septic in the undercity is actually fairly simple,” Viktor says, hoping the other won’t pick up on the false start of his previous sentence.  “That is, if you know what you’re doing and where to find the materials.  I’m sure there are plenty of doctors down there who would be more than willing to teach you if you can stomach being decent to them for a few minutes.”

[imaginary-grandpa]

do you ever worry about c137 coming to visit, yknow. dead wife guy?

“I mentioned this somewhere in an 'debate' with a certain Rick, but I'll say it here. I have the coordinates for this dimension in constant transposition. Meaning it switches coordinates with a different dimension every second. Completely obscuring the location unless I decide to turn it off and abandon this dimension."

“Now unless wife guy figures out how to counter that, he won’t be coming by for a visit.”