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something about hyperfeminine reader x rick.... another anon said he'd adore pink nail polish & i so totally agree. maybe cause he's so rough and sharp edged? and it's the very opposite of him? so the pretty pink skirts & sweet perfume you always wear would make his brain fuzzy in the best way !! 🤧
using this as an excuse to write something extremely self indulgent 🤍 obsessed with this sweet, girly, almost bimbo reader that Rick can’t help but be a little extra soft with… <3
When he steps out of the shower and onto the bathmat, he can’t help but smile at the sight of you sitting on the sink, one foot up and crouched over, focused intently on the toenail you’re currently painting. And he can’t help but notice how cute it is that your tongue is poking out the side of your mouth.
Rick rubs a towel on his hair and then wraps it around his waist, walking over to the dresser in the bedroom and grabbing some boxers. You’re a little too immersed in perfecting the pale pink pedicure to notice that he even finished his shower.
“Need some help?” He asks, coming up to the sink and reaching into a drawer. Grabbing some shaving cream and a safety razor.
You look up at the sound of his husky voice. Taking in the sight of his wet hair. Curls forming and dripping onto his shoulders. His torso, glistening with little beads of water that are racing to meet the waist band of his plaid boxer shorts.
“Hm?” You say. The sight of him went straight between your legs, making you almost immediately forget his question.
“D’you need some help there, sweetie?” He nods towards the hand gripping at Essie’s ballet slippers.
“Oh. No, I just finished. Thank you though,” you smile up at him sweetly, screwing the cap back on the bottle and turning to let your legs dangle off the marble countertop.
He positions himself in between your legs and against the vanity, while you lean back on your hands. Watching his brows draw together in focus as he rubs shaving cream along his jaw, his chin and the bottom half of his face. Grabbing the razor, he starts to make long, languid strokes down his face and neck. The blade moving with ever curve of his jaw, so smooth and intentional. But he can feel you staring. Glancing from the mirror to your gaze and then back. Trying to fight the smirk from forming on his face.
“Is it hard?” You ask, oblivious to the teasing grin on his face.
“Shaving?”
“Yeah. Aren’t you scared you’re gonna cut yourself, or somethin’?” You ask, doe eyes wide and curious. And the sight makes him think about you on your knees, having looked up at him in nearly the exact same way, all sweet and eager and so fucking perfect.
Rick shakes his head, at both the intrusive thought and your question, “Not really. Don’t you shave your legs? It’s the same thing, sweetheart.”
“But this is on your face. And you’ve seen how many times I end up nicking myself.”
He smiles, knowing that it’s true. Watching you sit on the side of the tub, silky robe leaving very little to the imagination as you glide a razor up your legs, trying to go nice and slow and get every little hair. Turning sharply to look at him with wide eyes and a hand on your mouth when you both notice a crimson droplet, trickling all the way down to your ankle.
“Yeah. You aren’t so good at that are you?” He chuckles, pressing a quick peck to your mouth which you immediately wipe off because now there’s shaving cream on your nose.
It takes everything in his power not to kiss you again.
“So how do you always get it so good?” Your honeyed voice brings him back.
“Practice I guess. You wanna try?”
“And leave you with any more scars? No thank you.” You joke.
“C’mon. Give it a try.”
“You sure?”
He nods, urging the razor into your hand and leaning in for you, “Mhm. I trust you.”
You gulp at that comment. Hoping he can still keep that trust in a few minutes when you’re all done.
You try to copy what he was doing, going extra slow over the ridge of his jaw and the bump of his adam’s apple. He hums in approval and you take it as some kind of praise. Sitting up straight and a little more confident now that his hands have moved to your hips, pulling you to the edge of the counter. Panties now flush with his groin.
“I did it.” You say triumphantly, handing him back the razor and letting your hands slide around his waist, fingers interlocking on top of his tailbone. Cheek pressed to his chest as he leans forward to rinse the razor under the faucet beside you. Tapping the metal on the counter twice. The sound echoing through the room, before he places it on a folded towel on the other side of the sink.
He leans back up to look at you. Pretty eyes and pouty lips. Hair all soft and natural, and tucked behind the dainty gold jewelry dangling from your ears.
“Y’look so pretty.” You marvel, one hand coming up to his jaw. Freshly shaved, so smooth and warm. With just the tiniest strip of leftover shaving cream that needed to be washed off.
You are so much prettier, sweet girl, he thinks to himself. Unable to form a verbal answer now that you’re touching his face. His heart doing somersaults like it was the first time. It isn’t. But he loves feeling like it is.
Being with you in this moment makes him forget what was stressing him out before his shower. Completely unbothered by the tedious week he’d had helping the Tobin with the walls.
Now, all he can even think about is you. Your face. Your voice. Your long legs and the holy temple in between them.
He closes his eyes at your touch, soft and delicately tracing your way down his jaw. The attention sending a tingly, serene feeling up his neck and down his spine.
He can’t even help what he does next. Not that he really needed to. And definitely not that he wanted to. He pulls you in, tangling his fingers into the locks at the nape of your neck. Kissing your soft, plush lips and tracing a tongue over your bottom one.
You taste like candy. And you smell like a vanilla cupcake. And the combination of the two makes him want nothing more than to take a damn bite.
Gosh, you couldn’t be more different from him. So pure and soft and sweet. So fucking kind and perfect. And though he may be a bit biased given your relationship and all, he’s positive that not a soul in Alexandria would disagree.
Your breath hitches in your throat as he pulls your legs around his waist, and he can’t help but smile against your lips and think to himself how fucking lucky he is that he found someone who can be his escape. Who can make his brain feel all fuzzy and his heart feel way too full. Who effortlessly distracts him from everything that’s wrong with in the world, just by being your beautiful self.
#rick grimes smut#rick grimes x y/n#Rick fluff#Rick grimes fluff#Rick grimes suggestive#rick grimes fanfiction#twd fanfiction#rick grimes#rick grimes x female reader#rick grimes imagine#Rick grimes x reader#rick grimes x you#Rick daydream#t’s daydreams <3#hyperfeminine reader#hyperfeminine reader x Rick
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🍒 Rick Grimes Pops Your Cherry 🍒
warning: age gap, corruption kink, doll kink, breeding kink, obsessive!rick, dark!rick, degradation, choking kink
words: 375
notes: fem!reader, it's short but I hope you enjoy <3 inspired by @sinsandsweetness ˚ʚ🍒ɞ˚
Daydreaming about Rick covering your mouth as he steals your virginity and corrupts your pure body inside the barn, trying to keep you quiet as your dad peacefully sleeps in the house. He whispers and groans, "keep quiet sweetheart, you don't want your daddy to know his little girl is being fucked stupid in his barn, hm?"
you cry and whimper but you try to suppress your moans, obeying the older man like a good girl. "you're such an obedient little doll." he says as he tightens his grip around your waist and forces his cock in your tight virgin hole. Your red heels are unable to balance as he pounds into you, making you stumble and shake. The sight of you in your cute little shorts drives him insane, the one with strawberries and cherries on them. The sounds of your red stockings being ripped apart by the older man as he stretches your tight hole drives you insane.
"How many times do I have to tell you stupid doll? I said the next time I see you in those shorts I was going to drag you inside the barn and pop that cherry of yours."
"I'm sorry! I won't wear them again, I swear!", you cry out but it was already too late. He was already deep inside of you, stretching your body and rearranging your insides.
He grabs a fist full of your hair and pulls you closer, "we both know that's a lie sweetheart."
As Rick's body thrust into you, he couldn't help but think about all the dark and obsessive thoughts that had taken over his mind. He wanted to fuck you into oblivion, to claim you completely and make sure you belonged to him and him alone. The thought of impregnating you crossed his mind, he wanted nothing more than to put a child into your belly.
With a final thrust, he cums deep inside of you, ensuring that every drop would find its way to your egg-filled womb. He groaned in satisfaction, grabbing you by your throat and forcing his tongue into your mouth. You moaned and whimpered as the cum was dripping out of your pretty hole. “You’re mine, you got that? You’re mine and you're going to carry my child.”
#rick grimes#rick grimes x reader#the walking dead rick grimes#twd rick#andrew lincoln#the walking dead#rick grimes smut#rick twd#psycho rick grimes#dark!rick grimes#twd fanfiction#twd rick fanfic#rick grimes fanfiction#lily's daydreams <3#lily <3
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so i was packing for yoga tomorrow and just got to thinking about how absolutely bent out of shape seeing the reader practice yoga gets rick.
you’re just following the vinyasa flow rosita is demonstrating for you and a few of the other yogis in alexandria when he happens to pass by on a neighborhood patrol. the constable means to keep up his pace but the chaturanga sequence you’re playing out grabs his attention.
rick should be moseying on down to deanna’s office but instead he’s taking in the view. lowering your body to the ground, you lean forward, planting your palms before extending into cobra. the pose is typically more appreciated from the front but from behind, rick can’t complain. he wouldn’t hate being pressed up against you like that right now.
it’s selfish and irrational but he almost wants to walk right up to your mat and drag you home. his brown slacks grow tighter with every thought he’s mentally silencing. thoughts of you going through a chaturanga on the mattress.
he wants to see your forehead glistening from sweat, not just from a yoga flow. after a long day of protecting and guiding his new community with a gentle hand, rick would give nothing more than to feel your plush cunt sinking down onto him while you tense all of those same muscles you are now - and more.
hips shot to the sky, you’ve never looked better in a downward dog position.
it’s at the point where rick’s almost drooling that carol’s coming up behind him and snapping him out of his filthy thoughts with a playful swat to the shoulder, warning him. “don’t you somewhere to be, officer?”
#the walking dead#rick grimes x reader#rick grimes smut#rick grimes#twd smut#twd imagine#twd#twd rick#rick grimes imagine#rick x reader#not beta read#yoga#lol#pent up rick#daydreaming before bed#realistically this could be any dude#grimesgirll
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Bojack Horseman is the last piece of media that I would have expected to have a consistently enduring fandom. It's pretty much non-existent on an average day on Tumblr, but it's obnoxiously popular on other forms of media daily, and it kind of feels like tumblr is dying out in most content anyway, and even on here there's still a decent amount of content that's posted daily that is decent enough for a piece of media that was canceled years ago and wasn't super popular or mainstream even when I was out. It impresses me daily, it's a good thing, since BoJack is the love of my life anyway and is boring as it is, really all that I need for the rest of my sad, lonely, pathetic life.
#I keep trying to cling on to Rick as a comfort character too but honestly it's just not the same#whenever I just cling on to Bojack 100% I fall into this weird headspace where it just feels right#it's perfect for someone that loves niche bright colorful but at the same time depressing medium#with BoJack being my perfect type as a partner#as a mentally ill fanfic maladaptive daydreamer#and a someone who struggles severely with alcoholism and suicide and is looking for validation with that struggle daily#ans ALSO#has been looking for a sense of online community for years that doesn't just randomly die out#I've been checking Bojack culture everyday for literally 3 years straight without missing a single day and there's always something going on#granted the fandom does not care about me but actively despisees me and has made me suicidal more times I can bother to remember at this#point but considering how bleak and resourceless my life has become it's still a pretty good deal#it's much more preferable to that dead inside#utterly empty neurotypical feeling that comes with most media fandoms
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unmortricken was absolutely beautiful but nothing will ever loosen my grip on these two
#that first pic is the last time i drew them before watching the episode . i remember specifically because#they were nervous doodles i did. like 30 minutes before the time for it to air#i Couldnt calm down#rick and morty#rick prime#evil morty#odieart#rick and morty spoilers#btw hes wearing ems old shirt in the last pic bc that is my little au where prime lives with em after the events of unmortricken#it’s what i like to call a maladaptive daydream exclusive au i never think about it outside of daydreaming self indulgent things
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“And... you’re sure we’re not still in a nightmare?”
Nico inched closer and gave him a quick kiss. “That feel like a nightmare?”
Will smiled. “No.”
“Correct answer. Now come on. Just stick close and watch your step.”
#cheesy mf#will solace#nico di angelo#solangelo#will solace x nico di angelo#solangelo in the underworld#nightmare dressed as a daydream#the sun and the star#tsats#tsats spoilers#pjo#pjo fandom#rick riordan#uncle rick#solangelo kiss#mark oshiro#ficsnships books#ficsnships
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it seems that occasionally rick gets attached to weird random entities so why not get attached to an entity called ronin’s self insert. it’s a really cool entity, i can assure you.
#self insert#young rick#rick sanchez#rick and morty#or should i say#rick and rich(ie) lmao#backstory idea of how they met: some lame mix up involving names#i created this self insert 5 years ago damn#time to use it to embrace the cringe of my daydreaming habits#rouninren
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Biker au w Daryl Dixon where he takes shy!innocent!reader to his bar nd shows everyone how you can cum on command for him and only for him. And when Rick tries to make you cum on command (and fails miserably), he laughs it off because everyone should know that you only obey him
#•megs talks•#•megs smutty daydreams•#daryl dixon x reader#daryl x reader#twd daryl#rick x daryl#the walking dead x you#the walking dead x reader#the walking dead smut#twd x you#twd smut
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Thinking about the story train episode got me thinking
Is there Birdrick art anywhere of Rick holding the little story train figurines of himself and Birdperson and blushing furiously while he acts out the scene from the episode/some other romantic fantasy/puts their mouths together like they’re kissing (bonus points if Morty walks in on him and he scrambles to hide what he was doing)
And if not who do I need to kill to make it happen
Also while we’re on this note: is there a Birdrick version of the ‘Dear Mister Poe’ comic anywhere
#rick and morty#rnm#rick sanchez#birdperson#birdrick#i can see it so clearly in my head but i can’t draw for shit#just let rick be a sappy old man daydreaming about his bird#rick is absolutely a simp and you can’t convince me otherwise#also as much as i love referring to bp as rick’s bird i am from the uk and it always confuses me for a second
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My dream job is to get commissioned by dropout for a d20 season’s artwork. This is currently impossible however, because of a barrier called. No way to get paid currently. And also, more importantly, I would explode immediately into a thousand little bits like u do in Lego Starwars.
#also my parents would surely kill me with an m32 rotary grenade launcher. or by classic stoning#assuming they ever found out lol#idk I have a long long way to go before it’s even a possibility. but a girl can daydream!#when u admire ppl so much you can’t help but think about working for them…#buck wild that I’m dreaming about working for someone. but here we are#dropout;s people do seem like an absolute pleasure to work with though#between Brennan and Rick and Aabria and the many other amazing ppl that work on those shows?#twould be insane#in the best way possible#random#dimension 20#idk if I should put this in the actual tag bc#tired sick midnight rambles#but like it’s one small text post. it’s fine lmao
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@imprvdente sent; Send ✔️ for a daydream my muse has had about/involving yours.
> Rick abt Fish 👀
Sat down on the chair within the garage, directly adjacent to the work bench, Rick busied his hands with a piece of the crystalized battery that he and his counterpart were working on. Studying it's shape and what they had done to modify it so far. It still needed some work, but it was safe enough to hold without getting zapped or worse.
Besides, it's not like there was much he could do on his own. He didn't want to change anything without his boyfriend's (@countlessrealities) approval. So, he would just sit there and wait.
Well, at least, he thought he would. Until he heard the distant voices out in the living room. It was faint enough to not gain any context, but familiar enough to know who they belonged to.
By now, he's become used to it. The distant back and forth bantering, then the hushed shuffling, almost always followed by silence. Sometimes it lasted a long while and other times only for a few seconds. It wasn't any of his business on what happened during then. It's not like he was willing to check what got his boyfriend distracted.
Yet, he couldn't help to let his mind wander during those times. Even if there was no indication of such things. It always registered in his mind that the two made out in some capacity. Perhaps some light touching, promises for later or another day.
And whenever those thoughts popped up, he couldn't help to focus on what his counterpart would like. So flirtatious, that mischievous glint within those eyes. As well as Fish's reactions, pressed up against his other self's body, teasing and hinting for more.
Shit, just the thought of her stirred something within him. Something that shifted his focus onto the way that she must've looked. Equally mischievous with a certain demanding tone that anyone could find irresistible.
Such a softness to those lips, speaking every word as if they were a weapon and she aimed them incredibly well. Enough to get a rise out of him (or his counterpart).
A hand went to his face to snap him out of his thoughts. Damnit, don't think of her like that. She's with Rick. Though, despite it, he couldn't help the bubble of feelings that rose within his chest when he thought of her. An odd mix of emotions that he couldn't pinpoint.
Well, whatever those two were doing, he needed to stop picturing it and get back to work. He swung the chair around with an abruptness that would force his mind to redirect to the mess of mechanical parts and wires on the workbench.
Something told him that no amount of alcohol would get rid of the image of Fish that his mind painted. However, he would try regardless.
#imprvdente#countlessrealities#{ answers ; 🧪 }#&V1. 'ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇʟɪɴᴇ ꜱᴘʟɪᴛ' ; 🛸🌌#{ Rick x Fish ; tag tba }#suggestive tw#{ in which Rick gets confused by his little daydream of Fish and decides to bury himself into work and alcohol xD }#{ just say that you think she's pretty Rick omg 🙄 }#{ also something tells me the next time he bumps into her he's gonna be awkwardly trying to get away from her fshdkjfs }
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season 5 scary beard rick getting sweet, hyperfem reader on her knees for him, and her just looking up all sweet and obedient and docile, just about ready to do anything for him I FEEL LIKE ITD DRIVE HIM WILDDDD
“Are you okay?” She whispers as he tugs her behind the barn. Neither of them wanting to attract any attention from the potential threats out in the woods.
“Just need your help with something, princess,” his mouth starts trailing down her neck as he pushes her up against the barn. Rough wood with the threat of a splinter catches on her sweater. It’s stretched out collar falls off her shoulder and grants him even more access to her neck. Nipping lightly at her collarbone.
“With what?”
He doesn’t answer, tilting his head up, he catches her lips and grabs her hand, placing it against the front of his jeans. Tall and hard under the dark denim, she gets the hint almost immediately.
It doesn’t take long before she’s on her knees. So obedient. The very impractical mini skirt she wears is riding up above her hips and the sight of her soft bare skin drives him wild. He’s thankful that her pretty lace panties are only shown to the wood siding of the barn and not the forest behind them. He holds one arm up against the wall for support, doubling as an unintentional shield to their intimate act. His fingers lace with her unruly locks, guiding her close enough to kiss him through his boxers.
“Atta girl,” he says as her fingers trace at his waistband. The site in front of him nearly catches him in a trance. She’s so pretty like this. All wide eyed and willing.
He urges her on, “You know what to do.”
#idk how to feel about the third person vibe#tell me what u think pls#i need validation#rick grimes x female reader#Rick grimes x reader#Rick x reader#rick grimes x y/n#rick grimes x fem!reader#Rick grimes x hyperfeminine reader#Rick daydream#Rick Drabble#Rick imagine#twd fanfiction#Rick grimes smut#twd smut
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Need to find other ppl who do what sunny tumblrinas do to dennis but do it to rick Sanchez
#he is so tumblrina coded to me#the rick in my head would so totally have a tumblr account#I can think of rick however I want bc there’s infinite universes etc etc#oh my god tumblr aesthetic ricks#coquette aesthetic rick#could you imagine. insane. rick is so Lana del ray smoking cigarettes getting day drunk aesthetic I’m gonna throw up that made me laugh so#hard my brain is so strange#anyways. smoked a bowl in the big bong watching Rick and morty but mostly daydreaming and wow my brain is loud today
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Some people are living the lesser version of their dreams but they're still living their dreams, some people are as good as dead. I'm the last one.
#r&m season 4 is inaccessible currently#this has blown my MDD life with rick over to s substantial degree#thats the least of my problems but my maladaptive daydreaming inherently relates to my bigger traumatic problems#so I'm feeling incredibly stunted right now#it feels like someone threw an ax in the middle of my head#no old man on the seat?#I was so close to recording it and being secure so I wouldn't have to deal with this headache too#because the only other thing entertainment is bad movies
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you're the first twd writer i followed so i need to tell you that i thing rick is actually very clingy and kissy with his girl
stop why did that make me so happy omg
anyhoo you’re so right, maybe it’s an end of the world thing or maybe he’s just a little simp but he’s a little obsessed with you ngl. he is a pda menace, comes home from a run and his clothes are still covered in blood but he’s managed to clean his face and hands so he could care less who is trying to talk to him cause he’s on his way to you “y/n first” when he sees you and starts walking or “where’s my girl” if you’re not around and he’s already thinking the worst but he instantly pulls you into a hug with the softest little “hi” before he kisses you or a little laugh when you tell him he needs a shower and he has to settle for kissing the top of your head
#best hugger too let’s be honest#man is wild with gestures he knows how to put those arms to work#monique daydreams#rick grimes#twd#the walking dead
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my brajn every now and then for no reason: we cant daydream about that if we do that rick from rick and morty will materialize in front of you to tell us how fucking cringe and ooc that scenario is. think of something better for fucks sake
#well rick from ri k and morty is rarely the subject of my daydreams but he wormed his way in today for a couple minutes#and it was him that prompted todays irrational thought sooo
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