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rickmorty fic rec list

hey! here it is! that fic rec list i said i was gonna do for 200 followers, and yet here i am…at 473 followers HAHAHAHA just a liiitle late there – seriously tho, thank you all! this is such a chill and supportive community~ just a couple notes on the list: i decided to narrow it down to 30, which made things more difficult than i expected(there’s just soo many good ones, guys!); i didn’t want to include more than two fics from a single writer; i included series, but only if the stories were interconnected; for a couple of the series that didn’t have overall summaries i just used the summary from the first fic in the series, and one fic didn’t have a description at all, so i ended up using the first sentence, since it seemed to fit; these are in completely random order. some of these are obvious picks (basically classics), but hopefully you’ll find something new or interesting! i absolutely love every one of these! thank you to all the writers for being so amazing, and bringing me so much joy (and tears) with these fics!!

Whiskey And Water by firstbornking

cov·et 1. desire wrongfully, inordinately, or without due regard for the rights of others. 2. yearn to possess or have. In which Rick and Morty get separated on the Citadel, Rick’s patience is tried and Morty suffers the consequences of his own poor judgement.

Just a Palmful of Elbow Grease by lemonsweet

Morty encounters some difficulties while attempting to smuggle some inter-dimensional contraband for his grandfather. It occurrs to Rick that Morty is taking an awfully long time in the bathroom.

Honey And Vinegar by firstbornking

ma·nip·u·late 1. handle or control (a tool, mechanism, etc.), typically in a skillful manner. 2. control or influence (a person or situation) cleverly, unfairly, or unscrupulously. In which Rick and Morty take another spin on the cycle of abuse, Rick is shameless and Morty is broken down one ‘I love you’ at a time.

When the Night is Long by Breadalby

Morty has nightmares and coping issues. Rick mocks and subsequently consoles him the only way he knows how.

It Cages a Demon by TripleX_Tyrant

When Rick captures a powerful being from a demonic dimension - a demon with the ability to devour thoughts - Morty’s consciousness is pulled into the demon’s cage. Rick must go in after him before Morty’s consciousness is completely consumed. But this isn’t what the inside of the cage should look like. And if Rick wants to save Morty, he’ll have to survive in a place where paths are unclear and monsters manifest. Rick knew his own mind was complex. But he wasn’t ready for this.

Frick the Rick by mariachiMushroom

Rick realizes he and Morty are in a fanfic, and the only way to finish the story is to have sex.

Miami Rick and Morty by AndersAndrew and futagogo

That night, they’d narrowly escaped a mob of pissed-off mafiosos that Rick owed money. Morty laid his head on the old man’s thigh as they drove, enjoying the quiet and the feel of Rick’s delicate fingers through his bleach-blond hair. “With this much cash, the universe is our oyster, MoOURGHty!” Rick exclaimed. “I just want to dance.”

Morty’s Are Only A Reflection Of Their Ricks by KallikRose

“This Morty has seen everything… but has yet to feel the warmth of a loving touch.” Three eye Morty has been through hell. After his parents divorce, Summer running away and Rick dying of a heart attack, Morty takes Ricks portal gun and goes on the run. He becomes a hitman on an alien planet just to get by. But what happens when years later he’s offered a ton of money to kill a Rick that he eventually falls for?

The Citadel of Lost Children by futagogo

The origin story of The One True Morty.

Rick and Morty Get Real by JenKristo

Right before leaving for college, Morty confesses that he’s attracted to Rick, and Rick turns him down flat. Only, Rick can’t stop thinking about it. They both look for answers through interdimensional travel, alcohol and experimentation. Plus, with Morty returning home for Thanksgiving break, they’re going to have to face each other.

Slow Dancing on Hot Coals by rickandmortygetschwifty

Rick and Morty have a serious disagreement about the state of their relationship.

Fethishizing the Extraordinary by berlitzschen

In a panel, Justin Roiland said that Beth “fetishizes the extraordinary” and said something else to the effect that Beth wants Morty to be extraordinary like her father, and values it above anything else. This, coupled with wives commonly responding with tolerance and forgiveness when they find out their spouses molested their child, made me think Beth might not actually throw Rick out if she were to discover them. So here’s a fic about all the fucked up shit that implies, undercutting an otherwise fairly senseless story about Rick and Morty’s relationship.

Death shall have no dominion by too_much_pressure_for_a_username

“You d-don’t have a clue w-what love is, Morty,” Rick tells him. “You’re not c-capable of loving anything b-besides yourself and, and your c-creepy little stuffed animals.” There’s something about the way Rick says this, something hollow and dead that tells him Rick isn’t lying or trying to get back at him for lashing out. The wild anger has dissipated. And if Rick isn’t saying this because he’s mad at Morty… …Then he’s saying it because he really believes it.

college morty by dadvans

Morty hasn’t seen Rick in three years. Rick needs Morty’s fingerprints. Rick always needs more than he asks for.

All Yours by a_side_of_sin

From day one, Rick had always been blindingly clear on the nature of their relationship.

Feel You In My Bones by E707

There would have been nothing unusual about the dreams at all, really, if Morty hadn’t woken after each and every one with a fierce and unrelenting erection.

life is sweeter when it’s wrapped in debauchery by gaily-daily

C-622 Morty runs through the wrong portal, and because the universe loves dramatic irony, he ends up in a college dorm room where Rick and Stanford are roommates. Unfortunately (or fortunately??) Rick takes a liking to him.

Morty’s Ricksicion by Dapperstiel and Pretty_Princess_Sheep

Overly intoxicated, Rick comes onto Morty, leaving the two at odds. Unknown to Morty, his decision on how to deal with Rick will drastically alter the future, creating two alternate realities, and two possible endings.

RickMorty TrashPile by trashfreak

Rick gets what he wants. Morty learns to like giving it to him.

a whole world in here by laskofresho

“I’m lonely, Rick,” he mumbled. “It’s a pretty big, lonely existence out there, Morty.”

Another You by The-Clairvoyant-Rick

Morty shifted nervously, unable to meet the eyes of the man who looked so much like his grandfather, “W-what can I-I-I get for $85?” Morty pulled a wad of crumpled bills from his jeans, trembling from the adrenaline of what he was asking. A tell-tale grin curved the blue haired man’s lips into a predatory smirk before he leaned down, smoothly pocketing the bills, his breath tickling the shell of Morty’s ear, “48 minutes of whatever the fuck you want.”

The Great Rick-xup by mariachiMushroom

During a routine “resource acquisition” mission, C-136 Rick gets his Morty switched with B-290 Rick’s Morty. The B-290 Rick and Morty just so happen to be in a sexual relationship. Hilarity ensues.

You Know Where To Find Me by The-Clairvoyant-Rick

As much of an asshole as Rick was, as manipulative and cruel and downright hurtful as the man could be, especially to him, Rick wasn’t a rapist, and he never had been. If Morty said stop, if he told Rick to stop touching him and to get off, he knew his grandpa would listen. He knew Rick would walk away from him. And that’s precisely why he’d never say it. No matter how much it hurt, no matter how badly Morty wanted to shove him away and tell Rick to fuck off, he couldn’t. Because if he did, the older man would listen, and that’d be the end.

Sticks and Stones by JenKristo

Evil Morty has experienced a lifetime of suffering under the hands of Ricks. But when he’s assigned to a pure and gentle ‘Doofus’ Rick, he begins to question his purpose in life.

Baby, I’m Yours by sinbiscuit

Morty discovers the power of language. Specifically, one little word.

The Universe’s Lullaby by ferretpaws

It’s the universe’s lullaby and he drowns in it.

Dazed and Rickfused by KousKousx

He had kissed Rick–he just had to fucking kiss him, out of whatever desperation that was suffocating him–and he was afraid things would never be the same.

Fads by KousKousx

Even with the divide, all Rick’s of differing opinions and decrees agreed on one thing: what a Rick did with his Morty was that Rick’s business, and that Rick’s business alone.

The Device by simplescribe

Rick stood swaying slightly in the doorway to Morty’s room, silhouetted by the hallway light behind him, a gaunt looming figure framed by the door. He blinked blearily, colours and shapes fuzzing and blending together, reaching a hand out to steady himself on the doorframe. His heart was thudding in his chest, and he reached instinctively for his flask even though he really didn’t need it. A quick shake revealed it was empty anyway. Of course it was.

Devour by cakeboobs

Rick and Morty AU - Dimension F-212 : Rick is a world-famous chef, owning his own exclusive restaurant and widely known for some of the best food in the galaxy. Morty is a young, talented, prodigy chef, making food that is so delectable it inspires powerful emotions in those who consume it. Rick takes Morty under his wing as his apprentice, and between crazy ingredient-hunting adventures, and long, hot days in the restaurant kitchen, Morty develops a crush on his selfish, chain-smoking, gorgeous chef grandfather.

BONUS(this one isn’t actually a rickmorty fic so it’s not cheating lol): A little problem by 5bluetriangles

Morty has trouble with waking up in the middle of night needing to pee and not making it to the bathroom. Rick has a plan to help him that Morty was not expecting.

#fic rec #read later

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The eagerness of youth never failed to arouse him, Morty was eager to please, and please he did~

NSFW - Miami Mort and Miami Rick.

Fuck this kid was gunning to get him spent, he was getting way more out of the deal than this kid was; or perhaps he liked being on his knees.

Morty dragged his tongue up the base of Rick’s cock, his snake bites dragging along the veiny underside.

Rick tugged at those short dyed blond tresses, fucking beautiful, this kid knew what he was doing as his mouth stretched around his shaft; his hands caressing what he couldn’t fit in.

The teen looked up to him as he pulled back moaning a bit before giving his cock a downright obscene lick, Rick bit his lip, eyes lidding as he gripped tighter in that messy hair thrusting into that wet heat.

Morty gagged a bit, he pulled back his voice a tad husky. “Fucking watch it, I can spin this differently to the citadel cops if you think you can just man handle me and not trade me those credits.”

“Oh aren’t we all high and mighty little boy, don’t even pretend you didn’t like that~” Morty blushed a bright red murmuring “Geez, well a little I guess…”

“Hey” Rick caught his attention tilting his chin gently to look up at him. “I’ll buy you a whole fuckin’ zenlieb of credits if you’d like to ditch the blow job and let me fuck you in my s-eugh-hip.”

That was an offer Morty couldn’t pass up, he barely had enough money to persuaded Ricks he was worth it for a night; his wardrobe was seriously lacking since his last Rick took back just about everything he’d bought for him. And he got laid, win win.

He wiped the back of his mouth standing taking a moment to put the man’s cock away. Rick snorted “Polite little whore ain’t ya?” Morty sneered but followed him anyway as Rick moved toward the wall casually shooting a portal.

Rick opened the door and ushered Morty in before hopping in himself, Morty climbed up into his lap grinding down against him as his tongue fiddled with his snake bites, coming to wrap his arms about the man’s shoulders.

“Mmm got condoms Rick?” He asked smirking as the older man’s hands came to squeeze and knead his ass. Rick snorted “You just had my dick in your mouth and you didn’t think to a-eugh-sk before that? Then again, maybe I should use one, I know I’m clean, not so sure about you th-eugh-ough.”

Morty was not amused, but Rick kinda liked that bitchy little pout “Look can we just get this over with.” Morty said with a hint of frustration.

“Get undressed.” Rick said leaning back to watch him. Morty fumbled with his belt in the dim light before taking it off, he shifted awkwardly getting his shorts down as he stood leaning over Rick; he looked away shyly as he pulled his thong down.

Rick’s eyes raked over that young supple body, his skin was like silken caramel. His eyes drew back up to his face watching him tense under his gaze. “I said undress, shirt to.” Morty’s eyes seemed to widen, he suddenly felt so exposed to this strange Rick; what would he think of the scars so many customers had given him? He wasn’t used to Rick’s admiring his body anymore, they usually pushed his panties aside and rawed him mercilessly.

“No.” Morty’s voice wavered as he talked back.

“Don’t back out on me now little boy~”

“Give me your dimension name.”

“What.”

“I want a name if your going to see me naked.” He gasped a bit at the hand suddenly on his thigh. “Look kid.” “Morty, ANF-246.” He supplied his own dimension for the strange Rick, he wasn’t sure why knowing his dimension felt more intimate and right in this situation. “Look Mort, do you think I’d be here if I cared what others thought of me? What are you like 17?”

“16” Morty replied, which was legal age in his dimension and he was fairly certain in several hundred others as well.

Rick drew a deep aroused breath in through his teeth, a bit younger than he thought but not a deal breaker. “Point is, you fine piece of ass, whatever you’re h-eugh-iding; I don’t care and I’m still gonna fuck you deeper than a celatian mine shaft.” Morty didn’t really understand the reference but he tentatively pulled at his shirt, breathing a bit heavier as he pulled it up over his head flinching waiting for a reaction out of the man.

“See that w-eugh-asn’t so hard?” His fingers drew up over a large scar across where Morty’s heart was, he could feel it flutter in his chest as he flattened his palm against it. “Now get on my dick if you want those cr-eugh-edits you little slut.”

Morty wasn’t sure he was comforted by Rick’s words, but he released the tension from his shoulders coming to tug Rick’s cock from his pants; he stroked it a few times.

“So we outta lube too? I’m fine with spit but it doesn’t glide as well.”

“Glove compartment.” Rick said, he whistled lowly in appreciation of the view as Morty bent over the seat to get to it; he faltered in his movements as he felt hands spreading his ass cheeks and stroking him. His breath hitched a bit at the flat of Rick’s tongue dragging along dipping dangerously close to-

He gasped, he did fucking not! He shakily handed the lube back to him staying leaned over the seat exposed for him. He squeaked at the cold substance dripping onto his backside; he braced himself as he felt a finger prod at his hole.

“Holy fuck, you’re t-eugh-ighter than I thought, sure you’re not a virgin?” Rick spoke as he worked the first finger in, watching as the boy squirmed at his long fingers. “Y-yes it’s just been a while, I’m not always out on the street, got kicked from a friends place recently.” Morty lied grunting, he didn’t need to know he’s been living with a Rick, he gasped as a second finger pressed inside.

So he was homeless, interesting; he wouldn’t guess he was from the expensive looking clothes he wore, perhaps they were the only thing he owned. Rick finished off the job figuring the kid was stretched enough as he pressed back against him giving a short cry.

“Oh fuck!” Morty gasped, his short fingers could never seem to reach that perfect spot that Rick seemed to effortlessly hit as he stretched him out. He whined as Rick withdrew those long fingers, he maneuvered himself so that he was facing Rick again and sat down on his lap a slight pant rising in his chest.

Rick pulled him close to whisper in his ear. “Fingers not enough little boy? You want those credits right? Get on and finish your job.”

Morty adjusted himself positioning himself above Rick’s cock, the older man’s hands helping keep him spread open as he began to lower himself down. Morty had a look of concentration as he took him in slowly, Rick rubbed comfortingly at his back; Rick let out a shuttering sigh as Morty fully seated himself in his lap.

Rick was going crazy, Morty was tight as fuck; it took everything not to just thrust up into that tight sheath and take him fast and hard. Morty whimpered as he shifted drawing Rick out of his body before taking him back in; he let out a few short breathes tossing his head to get stray blond hairs out of his face before moving again.

Rick leaned his head back letting out a low hiss of pleasure as Morty relaxed into find a slow rhythm, he began to let out breathy little sighs as he pressed down on Rick’s hard shaft. Fake nails dug into his shoulders with bruising strength, barely resisting speeding things up; Rick moaned low and long as Morty grinded down in his lap.

Morty shifted and rocked in Rick’s lap looking for the right angle, he squealed as Rick snapped his hips up once quickly, the ship’s seats making a sickening squeak as he did so. His voice came out shaky as he slowed to a stop for a moment. “Do that again.” He pleaded sobbing out an aroused ‘haaa!’ When Rick obliged.

Rick trailed his hand up Morty’s side pulling the boy closer as though to hug him, his next few thrusts were rewarded with throaty cries from Morty. “There! Oh fuck right there!” He cried harshly against Rick’s neck, fresh with sweat and smears of his cheap lipstick.

“Oh fuck slow down, I’m gonna cum all over your suit.” Morty panted out, his voice cracking as he moaned at a particularly deep stroke. “You gonna come so soon without me touching you?” Rick asked a little breathless yet amused.

Morty nodded against his neck a high pitched whine dropping from his lips as Rick gripped the base of his cock. He leaned against the older man’s chest mewling pitifully, the restricting grip keeping him from release. “I don’t think so, I’m not quite there yet.” Rick hissed out as he rocked his hips up into the young boy, anytime he heard that desperate little whine he squeezed gently denying him again.

“Please, I can get hard again quickly, just let me nngh.” Rick chuckled keeping his steady pace. “You beg so pretty, I almost wanna let you; but then you’ll owe me another.” Morty could barely think straight, his mind in a permanent state of bliss; so close his vision was blurring at the edges.

“Don’t you want to fuck me in a different position? You totally can if you let me cum.” He bargained, yelping in surprise as Rick pulled him off his lap. “You think you’re in control, how cute; I can have you any way I please.” He forced the boy onto his knees, cupping the back of his head and bringing his lips back to his cock. He smirked at the wide eyes that accompanied the brief gagging as he held himself in the boy’s throat.

Morty’s cock pulsed with arousal at the rough treatment, the way Rick’s hands fisting his short tresses, the scratching at his scalp, the soft call of 'Good boy~’ was intoxicating. He moaned around the length in his mouth letting the man use him for his pleasure, his hands shook he was so close; he could just-

“Don’t you dare cum on my floor, if your going to get yourself off hurry up; or you just might find yourself choking on more than my cock.” Rick’s voice was strained, he could feel his cock twitching against his lips.

No sooner were the words out of Rick’s mouth did Morty reach for his member bringing himself to orgasm, Rick pulled Morty’s head back enough to hear his cry of utter rapture as he came into his hand. Morty barely had a chance to catch his breath and wipe his sticky palm on his discarded shorts before Rick was working his mouth down over his length again, deep long moans falling from his lips as his eyes slid shut.

“Fuck, I don’t know if I can go back to blowjobs without snake bites, you feel pretty amazing kid.” Morty ate up the praise, true to his word he’d barely gone soft when his cock sprung back to attention. The eagerness of youth never failed to arouse him, Morty was so eager to please, and please he did.

Rick’s breath was a lot more laboured as he began full on slamming his cock down Morty’s throat, the subtlest sigh of 'God, M-Morty’ barely heard over the wet slap of his grandfather’s balls on his chin.

He concentrated on breathing when he could, his nails gripping Rick’s hips for balance, his own cock once again drooling with precum. He was a little disappointed when Rick pulled his head back, no salty sweetness filling his mouth; but the absolutely wrecked look on Rick’s face was almost as satisfying.

“Fuck, lay over the seat, I need to cum in you.” The way he stressed the word need sent chills down Morty’s spine, he’d never met a Rick so damn into vocalizing his pleasure and he couldn’t get enough of it.

Scrambling to position himself, his stomach had just hit the leather seats as Rick slid home as deep as he could. Finally, what Morty had been waiting for, there weren’t many Rick’s that took their time or even gave a shit that he came but this one; this one was a keeper. Long dormant nerve endings aflame with pleasure as Rick’s cock reamed him hard, his hips buckled and spasmed as Rick hit his prostate again; spurt after spurt of precum weeping from his cock as it pulsed, close to another climax.

He couldn’t stop even if he wanted to when Rick reached around to stroke him roughly, a guttural shuttering groan coming from the older man in excitement at the slickness he’d found drove him over the edge. Pearly strands of his cum painted the ship’s back seat, while heat seared through him as Rick filled his ass.

Fog adorned the windows as they both caught their breaths, Morty’s stomach fluttering with butterflies as the chaste kisses being left on his neck. It was quiet for a bit as their breathing slowly crept back to normal while Rick suckled and kissed his neck, he didn’t quite hear when Rick spoke softly in his ear; finally revealing his dimension.

“Dimension VKL-94”

“Come again?” Morty asked.

“Heh, don’t mind if I do~” Rick replied.

#NSFW #rickmorty #c137cest #I still don't know how to title shit??#enjoy some smut you sinners

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