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queensdivas · 4 years

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Wildest Notes Chapter 1

okay so tumblr decided to have a stroke obviously and decided to delete the entire first chapter because. I decided to add the word Chapter 1..so I’m tagging y’all again mostly for my sake. So sorry.

For those of you who have no idea what this is. YOU’RE SO WELCOME AND I THINK YOU’RE GOING TO ENJOY WHAT I’VE GOT COOKING IN MY LITTLE BRAIN FOR OUR MAILMAN GARDNER!

If ya liked to be tagged please let me know.

And I’ll see you guys in whatever I post later!

HERE WE GO!

Chapter 2

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And that’ll do! After an entire night of moving and unpacking. I’ve finally made it into my new home! It’s a tiny little hole in this town but I couldn’t be more happy with it. Right outside of the city and quiet enough you don’t hear the traffic. Absolutely perfect!

I walked into the living room where Angus was sound asleep with the sunshine beaming on him. Kind of forgot that he enjoys the sunlight when he’s taking his naps and all the drool that comes from English Mastiff. Hopefully I can put something together for my giant in the backyard so he can lay out for as long as he wants.

Speaking of outside, that's all that's left to do in the house and it’ll be complete. I’ve already got my seeds ordered for the flowers and veggies for the backyard. I have to figure out what I want to do for the front yard. Maybe I can have a line of sunflowers against the fence? Ivy wrapping around the fence? That’ll take months but atleast the weather here is very nice. I’ll have to think of something in order for a much nicer garden for my obsession. Maybe some ferns and some lava rocks? Nah we’re not in the right territory for lava rocks. I already know the backyard is going to have the largest sunflowers I can get my hands on.

I should take a walk around the neighborhood and get some fresh air. And I imagine Angus would just love a walk, even if he’s tapped down on the floor in the middle of the road! But look at him relaxing on the fluffy rug!

“Someone wants to go on a walk doesn’t he?” I asked him as he sat down in front of me waiting for me to clip the leash. Found Mr. Angus under the bridge when I walked from the orphanage to school. He was only a puppy when I first saw him and from that day on I was giving him food from breakfast and left over from lunch. Then he started following me back to the home every night.

Angus and I walked out the front door as I patted the front part of my overalls for where I put my keys. He barked out towards the street as I turned around to see the mailman coming through the gate but stayed back due to the dog.

“He doesn’t bite.” I smiled as I led Angus towards the mailman as he stood there so tall and firm. I don’t even think a gust of wind would blow him over, even hurricane wind wouldn’t knock him down.

Angus began circling the mailman sniffing up and down his legs, down to the tip of his toes. I chuckled as he stuck his nose in the mail bag and sniffed all the letters and tiny packages. The man bounced away from Angus as he dug through the mail to hand me my two envelopes.

“I’m Cora.” I told him as he took a deep breath in.

“Gardner. Now if you’ll excuse me Miss Lister. I have to get back to work and take my lunch.” A 180 turn away from me as he walked out of the fenced front yard back onto the sidewalk. Wait what’s this slip?

“Umm excuse me Gardner.” He stopped as he faced the fence. I walked over towards him with the only thing blocking us was the picket fence. I then showed him the slip as he looked at the slip then back at me.

“It’s a package. That’s a slip.” Obviously but what did I order? Wait did I order anything or is someone mailing back from what I left at the old house? There’s a lot of things this could be. He was about to walk away as I was trying to finish this conversation without him running off.

“Can I assume that you’re bringing it by tomorrow?” He stopped dead in his tracks and turned towards me.

“Section 4.7 of the resident manual stipulates packages of that size cannot be left without the recipient's signature.” Didn’t realize it was such a big package goodness. What on earth could I have left at the house!?

“I’ll be in the back working on some hoeing so just leave it on the corner of the porch. C’mon Angus!” I opened the gate, waving bye to Gardner.

“Thanks Gardner!” I yelled as we began our walk.

Angus and I watched him walk down the street stopping into each of the house's mailboxes. Probably should go the opposite way so it doesn’t look like I’m stalking him.

“C’mon Angus.” I told him as I walked out of the gate down towards the opposite way Gardner was going. Glad to know the first I met was a very tight end mailman. I mean he was a little cute but I should get going.

Angus was absolutely loving all the new smells and environment while walking around the corner onto the new sidewalk. I was humming a quiet song to myself as I heard a very loud whistle coming from the house I was passing. A foam rocket landed right in front of Angus and I for him to start sniffing it. An old woman came stumbling out of the house with a flask in her hand.

“Ah damn it. Too much gas.” She yelled as I picked up her foam rocket as she walked towards me.

“You moved into the house with the yellow door, yes?” You mean my absolutely favorite door in the world? That pretty yellow color that I love? Yes.

“Yes mam.”

“No one tells me yes mam, makes me feel old. Trudy.” She made it infront of me as I handed her the foam rocket. I glanced over to her blue and purple house to see her flowers on the ground were dying.

“Cora. Nice to meet you.” I told her as she looked down to Angus.

“And who is this?” She reached down as Angus began sniffing her fingers and arm.

“Angus.”

“We’ll he’s a heartbreaker. Glad you moved into the house, that old woman who used to own that place was crazy. She once walked out of the house naked like a jaybird.” She took a drink as I nodded along. Glad to know one of my new friends in the neighborhood is an old lady wearing a super long floral kimono.

“I’ll let you back on your walk. Hey if you need anything please stop by whenever ya feel like. I could use a young drinking buddy myself. I make a mean long island iced tea.” Don’t really like alcohol on most days. Maybe a glass of wine at dinner or a beer when I’m grilling.

“I’ll get back to you on that Trudy. Lovely to meet you.” I began walking away as she kept looking at me till she went back inside. So I got mad science living a street or two away and a mailman who's tighter than a screw.

I continued along the sidewalk as Angus was walking a little faster since he was trying to see the entire neighborhood. I stumbled upon a patch of trees as Angus was just dying to start running around in there. Eh might as well. Don’t need to go back home for a few more hours and it’ll take me about an hour to get ready for work. I bent down to unlatch the leash from his collar as he went sprinting off. Don’t worry he’ll come back because he's going to have a nice chicken dinner before work. I began walking on the trail as I kept an eye on Angus as he was climbing on top of some fallen trees.

It’s weird to think a few months ago I was job hunting and trying to find a place to live and now my life is slowly coming together. I need to write to my orphanage mother and let her know that I finally made it in the world. We were worried when I turned sixteen that no one was going to adopt me and by eighteen they kind of just threw you out onto the street. But now look at me! In a jazz band at night and selling my own produce at markets. Just exactly what I wanted in my life.

We reached the opening onto a large tall field that was circled by the entire patch of forest. There was no trail that led into the field but one wrapping around it. A few park benches were placed along the trail as I began going down the path on the left. Angus ran running into the field as he began hopping around in the tall grass.

He barked each time he jumped out of the field till something caught his attention as he began smelling the air. He began trotting around the field as he began picking up the pace till we came across someone on the bench eating. Oh no he must have peanut butter! It’s Angus’ weakness!

By the time I was about to tell him no he was already sitting in front of him with his tail moving across the grass. Crap crap crap! I ran up to notice it was Gardner just trying to enjoy his lunch in peace I’m assuming. But I stopped as Gardner ripped off a piece of his crust then handed it to Angus. He laid down in front of him and quickly ate it.

“I’m so sorry about that.” I told him as I stood in front of him and attached the leash to Angus.

“It’s fine.” Another short answer as he took a bite out of his sandwich.

“Mind if I sit with you for a minute?” I asked him as he looked over his bag to then move it onto the ground next to him. I sat down on the other edge of the bench as I was watching Angus running back into the field.

“I promise I’m not stalking you or anything.” I blurted out as he kept his focus on the field. It was an awkward silence for a few seconds as I tried to think of something to say in order to remove this awkwardness.

“Why this little town?” He asked as I looked over and looked over at me.

“I miss the little town feeling. I grew up in Eureka California and I kind of missed that town kind of feeling. Plus my job is here now and wouldn’t trade it for anything.” I nodded as Angus sat in front of me as I scratched his head.

“What do you do?” Feels like I’m in an interview as he’s silently judging me.

“During the day when I’m not sleeping I’m growing vegetables and herbs for any local markets. And at night I’m a jazz pianist.” He nodded as he looked over at him. I know it’s not a lot of money in my life but it makes me extremely happy.

“You don’t like to talk do you?” I blurted out as he turned his head towards me.

“No I do.” He defended as I nodded. So he likes to talk, but just doesn’t want to talk to strangers. Understandable. I’m a complete stranger who accidentally found him at the park during his lunch.

“So are those hats comfy?” I asked him as he looked up at his white hat.

“They’re good for the summer. Keeps the air flowing through my head and the sun from burning my neck.” I looked at it then chuckled at myself.

“How’s the mail business going then?”

“Fresh air, predictable, solid retirement fund.”

“Already sounds like a better life than what I’m doing.” I could sense he wanted to be left alone. I imagine this is very weird for some stranger to be sitting here with him. I should get going anyhow.

“Sorry I’ll leave you alone. Listen if you ever get out or just bored at home. Come to Club Eclipse on 2nd. Thanks for letting me sit with you Gardner.” I grabbed Angus leash as I began to speed walking down the trail as my body became a little cold. How stupid was that? Honestly that was one of the stupidest things I’ve ever done in my entire life.

“Thank you Miss Lister.” He blurted as I stopped dead in my tracks then turned around towards him.

“Cora please. And for what?”

“This was….different.” He grabbed his bag and marched away.

What a..what an interesting man. I hope to see him tomorrow while he delivers my package. Which I’m still trying to remember what exactly it was I ordered. He’s..kind of cute with his quirkiness.

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rickstexaschick · 6 years

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The Citadel: City of Rickventures!

The was written as a part of challenge among of few of us Rick Smut Writers, to write what it would be like when Rick takes you to The Citadel for the first time.

Originally published on AO3 under rickdicted:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/15708732/chapters/37148669

Now, I know that all y'all have been to The Citadel before, but not me.

Today was THE day, after so many months of me whining and pleading, bitching and moaning. My Rick was finally taking me to The Citadel. Ever since he first told me about it, my mind had played with all sorts of ideas of what it must be like to walk those streets, surrounded by people who all looked alike. What was it like for him, I'd asked on more than one occasion. What would it be like for me, I'd wondered to myself... I thought he was the hottest thing on 2 legs, hands down, so...

Honestly, I didn't know if I would be totally fucking turned on, or kind of bored by them all -- I highly doubted this last option, but something I must have said early on had made him rethink the whole idea.

He'd grumbled about it so much, immediately regretting his initial hasty agreement to think about it, back when I'd first asked. Ever since then he'd done everything he could to try to dissuade me, make me change my mind. He brought up Mortytown so much that now whenever he did just I rolled my eyes in boredom -- the last time he did I had asked him if he was afraid of a bunch of homeless Mortys, and that had pissed him right the fuck off...

He was even meaner than usual to his own Morty for awhile after that. Poor kid didn't know what he did wrong. I almost felt sorry for him.

Finally, we were on our way there.

"...Fucking sick of hearing your shit, you whining on and on about this..." He was grumbling in between sips from his flask as we rode along in his space car.

I ignored him and eagerly watched the stars and planets fly by in the distance. Occasionally I'd look down at the screen on his digital map, tracking our course across the galaxy. We'd been travelling for several hours and it still seemed hopelessly far away. I'd asked him why we didn't just portal there.

"N-n-need to bring some shit back with us," was his cryptic reply.

I sat in the seat, practically twitching with anticipation.

"And don't you -- don't you fucking go wandering off, either. L-L-Like you did on Pothulon III. They were ready to throw your ass in prison for trespassing." He gestured angrily with his flask, annoyed at the memory.

I had to admit, that wasn't one of my finer moments on our list of adventures. Apparently trespassing on that planet is an offense punishable by life in jail. Rick had had to do some pretty fast talking to get me out of it. They'd scanned my DNA before I left, and now I can't ever go back -- or to Pothulon IV, either. I'm blocked, or something. I wouldn't even be able to step through a portal without getting immediately destroyed in an explosion of dust, imploding from the inside out by whatever device they have programmed into my genetic code. At least that's how Rick explained it.

Seemed a little extreme to me, for accidentally walking on the wrong side of the street on the wrong day of the month. It's not how I would treat visitors, I'd said. Cripes, even here in the winter, if you parked on the wrong side of the road on snowplow days all they did was give you a ticket....

He'd growled at me to shut-the-fuck-up and shoved me into the portal window he'd just opened, right in the middle of the court room, then immediately followed behind me.

So, now at last, he was taking me to The Citadel. I'd owe him so many blow jobs after this, he'd promised me on more than one occasion, that my jaws would ache when I'd finally "paid" off all my debt.

I wanted to tell him that my jaws already ached every time after I gave him a blow job, but I knew he wouldn't care. It would probably stroke his hyper-inflated ego instead. He loved hearing how big he was. Is.

Oh, y’all know what I mean....

I shifted a little in my seat, thinking about his huge cock and feeling my pussy get swollen and damp. His eyes glanced sideways in my direction.

"Watchya...watchya got goin' on over there, huh, baby girl?" He always immediately knew whenever I was horny. I swear I think he could smell it or something.

"Nothing..." I didn't want to give him the satisfaction of always knowing. Let me try to do some seducing on my own, for once...keep some mystery left in it.

He reached out with his long arm and caressed my thigh. His hand was warm and it sent tingles straight up inside me. I squirmed a little bit.

"Come -- come on over here, baby. Why don't you let me -- let Daddy help you out with that little problem you have there..." His voice had dropped to that seductive purr I loved, and I closed my eyes and moaned, rubbing my thighs together.

He slid his fingers higher up under my skirt, the tips ghosting along my panties -- which were soaking wet, of course.

"Mmmm...you -- you're wet, baby..." He stroked me up and down and I closed my eyes and moaned louder, spreading my legs further apart for him. I heard the sound of his belt and pants being undone and looked over at him. He was using his knee to hold the steering wheel in place while freeing himself from the confines of his pants with the other. His cock was huge and red, and he started stroking himself slowly, his fingers running up over the plush head. A huge bead of precum had formed and I licked my lips while I watched him. I wanted to lean down and take that huge dick in my mouth and suck him dry.

"Come on, baby. Come on over here. I've unleashed the beast, why don't you come on and give it a ride, huh, baby? Daddy'll make you feel real good..."

I lifted up and started to swing myself around across the seat, intending to straddle him so that I would face him, but he stopped me.

"No, sit on me so I can fuck you from behind..." He reached out with both hands and effortlessly carried me the rest of the way over. I splayed my legs on either side of his, hanging onto the steering wheel to hold myself up. I felt him lift my skirt and pull my panties down to my thighs, then his hands were on my hips and lowering me down onto him. I reached in front to help guide him inside and he lifted his hips and slowly pushed in while simultaneously gripping my hips and pulling me down on top of him. I gasped -- he always hurt me at first, if I hadn't cum beforehand.

"Ssshhh, ssshh...baby..." His lips were against my left ear, making my skin tingle. Gently he pulled me back until I was laying against his chest, then he cupped a large palm to my head and tipped it back until it rested on his shoulder. He kissed my face then put his hand back on the steering wheel. With his other hand he reached around my front underneath my skirt and started to play beneath the material, slowly rubbing my clit in circles. I moaned and shifted, grinding down on him a little.

He kissed my cheek again and whispered, "Mmmm...Is that -- is that better, baby? Is Daddy making you feel good inside?"

"Oh, yeah, Daddy....Baby feels soooo good..." I slowly ground myself down on him, rolling my hips backwards and forwards. He continued to slowly stroke my clit, now with more pressure.

"Tell me, baby, tell me what Daddy's doin' for you, hmmm?" He loved for me to tell him how great I felt when we made love, how good he was to me. And he was.

He was hands down the best lover I'd ever had. He could be such a total asshole at other times, but when it comes to sex, he always made sure I felt good, took care of me first.

"Oh, Daddy...you're making me feel so warm inside. Your cock is so full, it's just filling me up. I wanna squeeze you hard and make you cum inside me..."

I started clinching my walls around him, but as usual it was starting to make me get worked up faster than him. He was always better at holding himself back, could make himself last longer for both of us.

"I can feel you...feel your cunt, baby...Are you close, baby? Are you gonna cum for me?"

He started rubbing his fingers across my clit, working it with more pressure, harder and faster. I cried out as my hips jerked against him and I felt fresh wetness between my thighs. I started lifting myself up then grinding down on him, hard, tilting my hips back against him so that his cock stroked across that bundle of nerves high inside me. Soon I was panting and whining, on the verge of orgasm.

I cried out, "Oh, RICK! Don't stop! I'm so close...SO CLOSE!!!"

He continued to stroke my clit fast and hard, and I came, crying out his name and shuddering, my juices flooding out of me and coating his cock. I collapsed back against him, sweaty and panting. He kissed my neck and whispered into my ear, praising me, telling me how hard I came and how great it felt when I came on him like that.

Then he gripped me around the hips with both hands, his fingers digging bruises into my skin. I hitched my breath, knowing what would come next. He tensed underneath me briefly, then began pounding hard up inside me while simultaneously pulling me down onto his lap. Slamming us together over and over, making me cum on him again, squealing and sobbing. Then he came with a hoarse cry, thrusting high inside me one final time, holding my hips in place while his cocked throbbed and poured cum in hot spurts.

I was still coming down, gasping and panting, my body straddling his, when he grunted and shifted underneath me and slipped out. A thick gush of cum followed and got onto my skirt and I moaned.

"What a mess! I can't go walking around The Citadel like this..." I lifted myself off of him and quickly pulled my panties back up, trying to catch the rest. I got myself back over to my seat and sat down carefully, feeling myself squish a little bit.

He laughed at me while he tucked himself back in. His pants were a wet mess, too.

"Yeah, we're kind of -- we kind of got ourselves steered off course there. We should probably stop for the night, anyway, babe. I'm not done with you yet. I know a place -- there's an asteroid with a motel close to here. You don't need -- they don't require reservations. You can even stay longer than an hour -- all night, if you want."

He caught my worried look and winked at me.

"D-D-Don't look at me like that. It's nice, baby. I promise."

tbc

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