It’s time for another

✨ Late Night Thought ✨

(I need an official name for this bc I bombard ur box wayyy too much & bc *sighs* reality is absolute garbage. Plus, I enjoy chatting & thinking with cool people 😎) So, *claps hands together* on to it then. Ok, *clears throat* here goes:

Domestic!Rick x the Reader

(I feel that should be a thing, btw)

Takes place after Rick’s officially retired from his Squad days [& after he survived death, helped take down Waller by anonymously ratting her out to the public, & “came back from the dead.” But, that’s another concept for another day…. ]
It’s just him & the reader & their 2 large fur babies. 🐾 🐶
Every morning consists of kisses & hugs & delicious breakfast & warm coffee. But on weekends & holidays, it’s even better.
The reader has her own busy career & hobbies going on while, despite being retired, Rick does his own thing. It’s either desk jobs (but that might be too boring for him) or lucrative hobbies. Or maybe he teaches. Maybe he went back to school to teach. (Not gonna lie, I can see that. History, specifically, bc the boy’s probably a big ol’ nerd is secret.) 🤷🏽‍♀️ The boy is just doing something that’s calming, enjoyable, & keeps his mind, body, & spirit going while also making money.
Bc of their busyness, both absolutely cherish the days/time they have off & with each other.
That means staying in bed. Enjoying coffee outside while admiring nature. Walking the dogs together. Taking their own long walks together. Cooking & baking & dancing. Just being together & at peace.
When it’s cold, they both bundle up. Rick’ll just wear sweatpants & either his quarter zip or one of his old hoodies to brave the cold. He doesn’t care for a jacket or socks while hanging out on the deck with the dogs. The Reader thinks he’s nuts for this.
They love to stay in & chill out. Watch movies or freak out about their favorite show for the billionth time (they’ve seen all the seasons at least 50 times already but it’s still their favorite). Sometimes, one or both will fall asleep. If it’s the Reader, Rick carries her upstairs & crawls into bed with her. He watches as she breathes, in & out, brushes a hair to the side, & kisses her head before wrapping himself around her & letting his eyes shutter for the night.
Rick loves this. He loves all of it. He couldn’t have asked for anything more. It always feels like a second chance for him. But, that’s because it is. A chance to start over, start fresh. A chance to have the life he always wanted but never thought he could have. A life of pure peace.

Good night… ✌🏽😘😴

babblydrabbly answered:

Oh my god 🥺 this is just so damn perfect 💞💖💓 the tenderness. I think you pretty much created perfection, so here’s just some emphasis on your beautiful idea:

Domestic!Rick Headcanons || Rick Flag x Reader

You and Rick Flag really wonder if he’ll ever adjust in the beginning. He never planned for it really. After Corto Maltese, his ‘resignation’ is so sudden he worries who he’ll be without the purpose he’s been given all these years.
It’s you who suggests the hobbies. You made enough money for the both of you, but Rick fear the aimlessness. He was tempted to use his experience to delve into less legal jobs if that’s what it took to not feel like such a fish out of water in a civilian world.
But he spends a few months recovering with you at home, and the way he acclimates to it surprises the both of you. There’s so many things Rick forgot about.
Breakfast from scratch. Taking care of the front and backyard. “Someone’s gotta do the laundry and walk the dogs.” He tells you when you ask him if he’s thought of what he wants to do again. You’re a busy spouse. You’ve got an administrative position you’ve been working for ages, and when you get ready in the morning nowadays, you never thought Rick would be there everyday to kiss you goodbye.
Your house is his house now, and you always sigh about how you wish you had the time or patience to really make it a home. Rick starts spending his days fixing things— He hires professionals in the beginning, but then he starts learning how to fix the place up himself; installing new hardwood, building the shed in the back. His little touches take over the house.
Rick discovers fulfilling ways to keep his hands occupied that don’t involve taking a life, but of creation instead.
Rick loves reader’s golden lab, but you suggests maybe he should get one of his own. He ventures to pound one day and spots a young Newfoundland dog in the corner of one cell, saliva pooling at its mouth and its haunches drawn— its careless owners gave him up after a biting mishap and left it outside the pound without so much as a note. At two years old and 130 pounds, the staff didn’t even get a name. Rick signs the papers the same day.
Rick Flag is a disciplined man, entirely set on making sure his pet is just as controlled. That idea gets scraped after about a month. Everyday Rick spent training Charlie to be an obedient guard dog could be spent soaking in the sun out on the deck, or laying on the couch watching television together instead. Rick can’t even stick to calling him by his real name— you always hear Rick calling for Bud or Bub or My guy around the house.
Rick doesn’t expect to have the patience for watch television either. You dissolve into the laugh-crying kind of tears when Rick, whose been so out of the loop he hasn’t even heard any spoilers for most major shows, shoots up off the couch after a particularly dismal season finale of a show one night. You watches him pace the living room at 11PM, ranting about how the show runners completely disrespected the time of anyone watching to just end it like that.
His conviction is ridiculous, given the subject, and you smile sleepily, head in the crook of your arm as you watch Rick care about sometime so funny, so not important. It’s says everything about where he is now. Where he’s finally allowed himself to be.
Rick used to be a light sleeper. An operative can’t snore or sleep through danger and make it out alive in his line of work. But as time passes, the tense notion of rest changes for Rick. There’s still the terrors— the subconscious, terrible things that will never truly leave him. But there’s also you, there, in the middle of the night, and more importantly in the morning, when a new day brings another chance at life with you. Rick begins to embrace nights of restful sleep, and the idea of all this being the kind of paradise he deserves.

princessmisery666

Okay now I’m crying 😭 this is so freaking beautiful 😍 and he deserves it all (cause fuck that ending!!).

I need all of this, lazy mornings, long nights, talks that cover everything and nothing 💜🥰

Thanks you @femalefilmaker too 💕💋💜

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Anonymous asked:

I HC that Rick fucks his girl to ‘Some Kind of Drug’ by G-Eazy & Marc E. Bassy

he strikes me as a man who likes to have music in when he’s going to town on his person.

-💗

babblydrabbly answered:

[ I was cracking up because this was the preview on mobile when your message popped up. Hell yeah headcanon Rick absolutely fucks. ]

Rick loves these rare, quiet nights with just you. You don't expect him to turn a song up in the middle of your silent bedroom. Not when you thought he was busying himself with work somewhere at the kitchen table.
There's no dancing, no strip tease— But there's something about the way he approaches you from across the room— The way he's removing his shirt with one arm up over his head and looking at you.
You two communicate without speaking. The music fills the silence for you just fine.
He'll plant his knees on the bed, crawl toward you, take him time. You watch the hypnotic arc of his bare back— The way his pants hang low on the sharp cut of his hips, because he's already unbuttoned them.
He'll snatch away your book, your phone, your tablet— Throw it aside because he knows you don't care where it'll land when he's locking eyes with you. Telling you what he's going to do next with an easy tug of your panties.
You lay back, giggle at some of the lyrics because they're just as earnest as Rick Flag is about you. He stifles your breathy laugh with a kiss right where your inner thigh meets your sex.
He spreads your knees open wider— Gets comfortable there on your bed, his arms wrapped around either thigh. He's going to be settling in for awhile.
Two, three rounds. Rick can spend all night on you.
Because once Rick had the idea to pin you down for hours, to make you writhe for hours—you just know he planned it with a long playlist of songs, planned this all day before he even walked into the room.

#🤤#I love music #pm666reads #rick flag x reader #rick flag headcanon #babblyanswers #anon #mywords*#not me looping this song for the rest of the dayyyy #i love this fandom #rick flag x you

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Anonymous asked:

i know the rick flag hype died monthssss ago but can i get an imagine where he’s the readers superior, the reader is super confident and skilled on the field but as soon as someone praises them they get extremely bashful and flustered?? and rick notices??? i would sell my dog for you to write this thank you babe xoxo

babblydrabbly answered:

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Hello, anon! No smut, but some implied spice :) Also- so long as I live and breathe- rick flag will forever live on D:<

rick flag x f!reader - side robert Dubois x f!reader - general - warnings: praisekink. canon typical mentions of violence.

Imagine Reader with a praise kink around Rick Flag

Imagine you're able to convince Robert DuBois to join taskforce x long before Corto Maltese.
You get along well because DuBois isn't just competent. His dry humor genuinely cracks you up.
It also doesn't hurt that he's an old friend of Flag's.
Your secret affection for the Colonel was what made you curious about DuBois as an asset in the first place. When you learned they had a shared history, you made it your mission to get DuBois a deal with Waller.
Unbeknownst to you, Rick Flag is conflicted about this new arrangement.
He'd long accepted that a strong, professional agent like you would never reciprocate his feelings, nor cross that line with him.
But when he sees you and DuBois click so well, he ignores the way he sees a bit of green every time you're all assigned together. You did his friend Robert a solid by convincing Waller to leave his daughter alone. And Rick trusts Robert with his life out in the field.
One day, Rick clocks you acting strange. It's only a fraction of a second, but Rick Flag knows you well enough by now to see it.
DuBois passes by you as the rest of the squad packs up and heads back to base. You had taken down the last sniper before they could kill anyone else, saving quite a few teammates.
He clasps a hand on your shoulder, his touch lingering as Rick hears the sultry words leave DuBois' mouth teasingly. "That's a good girl."
Rick sees you tense up. Not with agitation, but the kind of look between two people who know something private.
And for the first time, Rick Flag witnesses your face turn beet red at the phrase. He's never seen you look so bashful. You can't even reply.
DuBois keeps walking with a smirk. He gives Rick a pointed glance in the process- as if he intended Rick to hear it in the first place.
You clear your throat and pat yourself down as if you've forgotten something, quickly dismissing yourself from the area without looking at the Colonel.
Rick blinks after you. He doesn't know what to think. What was DuBois playing at?
The realization clicks into place. Perhaps Rick doesn't know what's going on between the two of you, but he does know now you've always had an affinity this sort of thing.
"Good girl. Good girl. Good Girl." DuBois' voice rings in his ears as the image of you blushing burns itself into Rick's mind.
He thinks back to all the times he's shown appreciation for your hard work on the squad. And while more subtle than Dubois' bold compliment, Rick knows now with hindsight that you've always stiffened at words of praise- however slightly.
Would you redden like that if Rick said the same to you? What if he said something even more brazen?
Maybe it was the typical post-suicide mission high. Maybe it was the way Robert challenged him with a knowing look.
Quickly dismissing himself from the group, Rick wanders off in your direction, curiosity getting the better of him.
He's had a few things he's wanted to say to you for awhile now. Rick wonders if whispering them to you in private will persuade you to listen.

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Whisper all the words to me and I’ll listen forever 😜

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Anonymous asked:

I wish you would write… some good fluffy jealous!rick goodness! 😈 maybe reader’s ex shows up to a party (or some event) and rick goes into protective mode, marking the reader quite obviously 😅❤️❤️❤️

Not the Only One (Jealous!Rick Flag x Reader)

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GIF by obscure-imagines

Pairing(s): Rick Flag x F!Reader; Past Superman x F!Reader
Warnings: Language. Alcohol tw. Kissing. Lovebites. Jealousy.
Wordcount: 1k
[ A/N: I'm back at it again with the Rick Flag jealous of Superman x Reader. I just feel like Clark would actually be a nice ex lmao. ]

Fic Wishes Meme

"Clark?" You're incredulous when you see him, his eyes catching yours behind familiar black frames.

Most of the guests around you are dressed to the nines at this gala. You and Rick, however, keep your wear formal but professional. In all honesty, Rick's relieved he doesn't have to wear a penguin suit while out representing Waller at some stuffy charity. The two of you had spent all evening glad handing a few of her allies while helping yourself to the free sparkling wine.

Rick arches a brow as he saddles up to the journalist with you, champagne flute stem rolling idly between his fingers. He sizes up the man without a word, waiting for you to elaborate on how you've never mentioned Clark Kent before. Clark isn't dressed up either— He's sporting a dress shirt and a media pass, a laptop bag slung over his shoulder.

"[Y/n]!" Clark's all smiles as he doesn't hesitate to hug you warmly.

You pull away, putting a hand on Rick's arm. "Clark, this is Rick. Colonel Rick Flag."

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Yes!! Rick being a snarky, jealous douche is the ONE!! If it sparks that kind of reaction from Rick I’d be telling stories about my time with the Man of Steel as if my life depended on it 🤤😝

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