Рик и Морти
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When Morty takes off after a fight with Rick someone both familiar yet unknown picks him up. How does this affect his current relationship? Will Rick be able to find him? If he does how is going to get him back.
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President Morty had it all. Riches, luxury, POWER.
Yet something seems to be missing. He knew exactly what it was.
The president could have any Rick or Morty he wanted. Hell, he could make his own harem if he wanted to.
But he didn't care.
There was only one person he wanted.
Only one Morty.
He wanted C-137.
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Evil Morty (Morty calls him Evan) has gotten closer to Morty C-137 and spontaneously stops by to see him only to discover that the almost identical boy is sick and injured. How dare Morty not tell him?
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Morty sick, Evan not happy, fluff ensues
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Rick Prime wants his last surviving Family Member Back, WHAT!? by AceOfHearts_7
Fandoms: Rick and Morty
24 Aug 2026
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While searching for Rick Prime Evil Morty interferes, Morty realizes the clones may be acting slightly strange. After all what evil Rick would give a Morty the effort of a glance or even an interaction. Follow Morty Prime as he gets kidnapped by his actual Grandpa who realized he might want to actually get to know his Grandson and win him back from Wife Guy!
As well as a B plot of Rick and Evil Morty teaming up to get Morty back... and Evil Morty having feelings for his other self. Starting off with a small feeling but falling the more... the more Morty changes.
(Rick X Morty shippers please do not interact. I do not enjoy incest or pedophilia, selfcest is fine. I grew up with the Sans AU's.)
Morty gets to know his Grandpa and how different he is from his Rick.
Also I have no idea what I will be writing in this so expect anything.
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This fanfic is for the RNMevents, RaMSecretSanta2020!
« I'm getting bored, Puppy. Make this meeting a little more fun », as he said it, he lowered his hands under the table and everyone could hear the rattle of his belt being unbuttoned, followed immediately by the sound of a zipper being pulled down. Some of the Rick's exchanged a stunned, confused look.
« Suck it », was the dry and precise order. With a faint blush on his cheeks, the little soldier at his
side knelt, slipping under the table until he was between Evil Morty's spread legs, who had pulled out his flaccid member, waiting for attention.