IT CAME!!! A quintessential edition to my Rick and Morty collection, @the-citadel-of-lost-children 💕 I am so incredibly proud of how well this turned out. The beautiful soft matte thick cover, the quality of the art on the pages, the format, the length, it’s all just so gush-worthy! Legit professional quality. I’m so blown away. Thank you for creating something that will mark an era!😭
Who wants a Punk Morty, Punk Rick, and Greaser Morty threesome smut fic? I'll write it don't tempt me.
Goodbye, Moonman.
//You guys are gunna fucking kill me for this. Angst ahead. You were warned. BLAME @mcschwifty FOR THIS IDEA.
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The collar wasn't tight enough.
Rick's chin scraped the cool metal leaving an angry welt in its wake. He had no control over his body except for the slight tilt of his head that - after days and days of irritating - had finally begun to break skin.
His limbs were numb from the constant outstretched position, tired bones scraping together, wrenching out their need to simply move. It was a privilege he knew he'd never take for granted again.
"Rick Sanchez?"