♡ Pastel Rick ♡

♡ Rick F-91A or Pastel Rick♡ Part Time Scientist, Full Time Stripper♡ 18+ Minors/ageless blogs will be blocked♡

[palerick]

In the heat of the night you find yourself stumbling into a theme bar in the citadel's red light district. The sign of this club hums in the night as you load yourself into the lobby. Standing at the host stand is a Rick of peculiar color. Their curly hair sways as they turn to look at you. “Welcome in, Honey.” The pink rick peers at you with a dazed look in their eyes. As you step closer you can feel the warm air of the club, smell something sweet in the air that makes your muscles relax. “You want a table or are you just gonna stare at me?” The Rick teases as he ushers you in.

♡ About ♡

♡ Pastel Rick or Rick F-91A is a headliner of an all Rick bar, The Heartbreaker, which caters to Rick's located in any part of the multiverse. Though they have a welcoming personality at first, Pastel will often be aloof or distant. Being a curator they try to have as many types of dancers to cater to a variety of Rick's. If there's something you need, this club owner will make sure you leave satisfied.

♡ DMs: Open to other ask blogs! ♡ Asks: OPEN ♡ Likes and rb's will come from my main account @candyglider

[fatal-error-rick]

Hi, red Rick! I'm blue Rick! :3

@mimic-rick

[nellynutellyspagelly]

shaved off hours of my life hashtag lets fucking go !!

@fatal-error-rick

[fatal-error-rick]

( absolutely SCRUMPTIOUS!!~ AUGHHHH MY SONNN, PLEASE, YOU MAKE ME WANNA STRANGLE YOU, thank you for the meall~ ┳━┳ ヽ(ಠل͜ಠ)ﾉ )

[mad-hatter-memes]

Send "You look like you...", complete the sentence, and see how my muse reacts to being told that!

( Ex: "You look like you bite people." or "You look like you get mad when someone doesn't say "bless you" when you sneeze." )

[rick-on-the-run]

I drew something for @spacepiratericky !! ‘:)

Idk if this is something she’d wear, I just wanted to draw her in a wasp inspired dress! Specifically “Chalybion Californicum” AKA the Blue Mud Dauber!

Drawing with all my references below the cut.

Originally I was using a Cuckoo wasp as reference. But for some reason I wasn't feeling green today...

[palerick]

My two favorite Puppies 💋💋 Fatal Error Rick and Fresh Rick belong to: @fatal-error-rick

[dweetling]

Send " ❗❗❗ " for your muse to suddenly and unexpectedly kiss mine.

[aurorarpresources]

Platonic Displays Of Affection

Send [BOOP] for your muse to boop my muse on the nose

Send [FLICK] for your muse to flick my muse on the forehead

Send [REST] for your muse to rest their head on my muse's shoulder

Send [BLANKET] for your muse to cover mine with a blanket

Send [SPIN] for your muse to pick my muse up and spin them around

Send [FLOP] for your muse to flop onto my muse

Send [CHEEK] for your muse to squish my muse's cheeks

[fatal-error-rick]

i haven’t really been posting much of fer’s lore lately, it’s mostly just been little doodles! honestly, i don’t really know much about rick k19’s background either. i guess my idea is that he mourns the loss of his morty. he blames himself for being too reckless and arrogant, convinced that his own actions are what got morty killed. now he just drowns himself in booze, slowly becoming less and less of a rick. but maybe he thinks he deserves that. he’s not the rickest rick anymore, he’s just… less of a rick.

[palerick]

reverse + 🗡

- @notthatrick

send 'reverse + 🗡' for my muse (receiver) to hold a blade to your muse's throat.

With a steady hand, Pastel holds the cold knife blade to Rick's throat, making sure he can feel the sharp edge almost bite into his skin. "You sure have some fun ideas on how to get off-- but I'll warn you now, baby. It'll cost extra if you want things to get messy."

[notthatrick]

The Rick maneuvered himself away from the knife, grabbing Pastel's wrist tightly.

Seems like you got crank called, because I would never ask for something like this.

[palerick]

Pastels wrist goes limp when the other Rick twists it, he can see that he wasn’t actually expecting the advance he just made.

“Oops—! looks like i really did make the wrong house call. Sorry, cutie. We kinda all have the same face.” He gives a pretty grin, and a shrug along with his apology.

[notthatrick]

He twisted Pastel's wrist harder, pinning him against a wall. He was not happy.

You're acting as if this wasn't actually a mistake. You're not regretting this enough.

[palerick]

A small grunt leaves him as he’s slammed against the wall, he doesn’t seem scared however, just irritated.

“Listen, buddy. Shit happens, not my fault you looked like the guy I thought wanted a little knife play— Grow up. Or are you seriously really gonna assert your ‘little man syndrome’ on a hooker?.”

[notthatrick]

Tch.

He hesitated at first. He usually doesn't let people go, even for mistakes, but perhaps he was a little thrown off by such a strange and unique situation. Ricks always came after him for revenge, not...this. Pastel's insult didn't exactly help either. He eventually let go, taking Pastel's knife in the process. He wasn't taking any chances.

Maybe do a little more research next time before you start shoving random knives on random Ricks' throats, yeah? Kind of surprised my appearance didn't tick you off.

[palerick]

Rubbing his wrist he frowns as Rick takes his knife. He liked that knife. Stepping back he fixes his hair and rolls his eyes at the other man’s admonishments.

“Excuse the fuck outta me, I’ve had a long night.” he looks at Rick with bored eyes, like he’s had this conversation before. “You think you’re the first prime clone I’ve come across? You’re not special, bud.”

Taking a pack of pink smokes out from his back pocket he lights one, afterwards offering one to Rick. “You want?”

[notthatrick]

Oh, that really pissed him off. He tried his best to hide it however as he brushed his outfit, maintaining his appearance. He IS special, it's other Ricks that aren't. He waved the smokes away.

And what? You ARE? You think Ricks take the time to consider who they're gonna fuck? You're one of many, pal. Meanwhile, Ricks spend the effort to hunt me down.

[palerick]

Taking a long drag from his cigarette Pastel was genuinely surprised at the other man’s response. Hearing it made him cackle, full and loud from his belly.

“Oh wow. No, I’m not special what so ever, slick. I’m a man made version of a Rick made by another Rick. I’m as copied as they come. But it doesn’t really matter, ya know? If it wasn’t that, people probably find something else to insult me with. I’m still gonna do what I want, how I want.” He grinned, enjoying the rise he was getting out of the other man.

“You like being special, huh? Don’t worry baby. There might be others but no one exactly like you.” The words were genuine but they have a bit of a teasing tone to them.

[notthatrick]

The Rick held onto the handle of the stolen knife tightly, annoyed at Pastel's casual demeanor. He instead however pocketed the knife and gave a smirk.

Explains how you managed to screw up so badly. I guess I'll let this interaction slide so I can remember you as the clown you are.

[palerick]

At the insult Pastel gasps and feigns hurt by grabbing his chest. “Oh no— oh it hurts— how much I don’t care what you think of me, dummy.”

Turning away he grins and flips off Rick as he walks away. “See you never, shit face, byeeee.”

[palerick]

reverse + 🗡

- @notthatrick

send 'reverse + 🗡' for my muse (receiver) to hold a blade to your muse's throat.

With a steady hand, Pastel holds the cold knife blade to Rick's throat, making sure he can feel the sharp edge almost bite into his skin. "You sure have some fun ideas on how to get off-- but I'll warn you now, baby. It'll cost extra if you want things to get messy."

[notthatrick]

The Rick maneuvered himself away from the knife, grabbing Pastel's wrist tightly.

Seems like you got crank called, because I would never ask for something like this.

[palerick]

Pastels wrist goes limp when the other Rick twists it, he can see that he wasn’t actually expecting the advance he just made.

“Oops—! looks like i really did make the wrong house call. Sorry, cutie. We kinda all have the same face.” He gives a pretty grin, and a shrug along with his apology.

[notthatrick]

He twisted Pastel's wrist harder, pinning him against a wall. He was not happy.

You're acting as if this wasn't actually a mistake. You're not regretting this enough.

[palerick]

A small grunt leaves him as he’s slammed against the wall, he doesn’t seem scared however, just irritated.

“Listen, buddy. Shit happens, not my fault you looked like the guy I thought wanted a little knife play— Grow up. Or are you seriously really gonna assert your ‘little man syndrome’ on a hooker?.”

[notthatrick]

Tch.

He hesitated at first. He usually doesn't let people go, even for mistakes, but perhaps he was a little thrown off by such a strange and unique situation. Ricks always came after him for revenge, not...this. Pastel's insult didn't exactly help either. He eventually let go, taking Pastel's knife in the process. He wasn't taking any chances.

Maybe do a little more research next time before you start shoving random knives on random Ricks' throats, yeah? Kind of surprised my appearance didn't tick you off.

[palerick]

Rubbing his wrist he frowns as Rick takes his knife. He liked that knife. Stepping back he fixes his hair and rolls his eyes at the other man’s admonishments.

“Excuse the fuck outta me, I’ve had a long night.” he looks at Rick with bored eyes, like he’s had this conversation before. “You think you’re the first prime clone I’ve come across? You’re not special, bud.”

Taking a pack of pink smokes out from his back pocket he lights one, afterwards offering one to Rick. “You want?”

[notthatrick]

Oh, that really pissed him off. He tried his best to hide it however as he brushed his outfit, maintaining his appearance. He IS special, it's other Ricks that aren't. He waved the smokes away.

And what? You ARE? You think Ricks take the time to consider who they're gonna fuck? You're one of many, pal. Meanwhile, Ricks spend the effort to hunt me down.

[palerick]

Taking a long drag from his cigarette Pastel was genuinely surprised at the other man’s response. Hearing it made him cackle, full and loud from his belly.

“Oh wow. No, I’m not special what so ever, slick. I’m a man made version of a Rick made by another Rick. I’m as copied as they come. But it doesn’t really matter, ya know? If it wasn’t that, people probably find something else to insult me with. I’m still gonna do what I want, how I want.” He grinned, enjoying the rise he was getting out of the other man.

“You like being special, huh? Don’t worry baby. There might be others but no one exactly like you.” The words were genuine but they have a bit of a teasing tone to them.

[palerick]

reverse + 🗡

- @notthatrick

send 'reverse + 🗡' for my muse (receiver) to hold a blade to your muse's throat.

With a steady hand, Pastel holds the cold knife blade to Rick's throat, making sure he can feel the sharp edge almost bite into his skin. "You sure have some fun ideas on how to get off-- but I'll warn you now, baby. It'll cost extra if you want things to get messy."

[notthatrick]

The Rick maneuvered himself away from the knife, grabbing Pastel's wrist tightly.

Seems like you got crank called, because I would never ask for something like this.

[palerick]

Pastels wrist goes limp when the other Rick twists it, he can see that he wasn’t actually expecting the advance he just made.

“Oops—! looks like i really did make the wrong house call. Sorry, cutie. We kinda all have the same face.” He gives a pretty grin, and a shrug along with his apology.

[notthatrick]

He twisted Pastel's wrist harder, pinning him against a wall. He was not happy.

You're acting as if this wasn't actually a mistake. You're not regretting this enough.

[palerick]

A small grunt leaves him as he’s slammed against the wall, he doesn’t seem scared however, just irritated.

“Listen, buddy. Shit happens, not my fault you looked like the guy I thought wanted a little knife play— Grow up. Or are you seriously really gonna assert your ‘little man syndrome’ on a hooker?.”

[notthatrick]

Tch.

He hesitated at first. He usually doesn't let people go, even for mistakes, but perhaps he was a little thrown off by such a strange and unique situation. Ricks always came after him for revenge, not...this. Pastel's insult didn't exactly help either. He eventually let go, taking Pastel's knife in the process. He wasn't taking any chances.

Maybe do a little more research next time before you start shoving random knives on random Ricks' throats, yeah? Kind of surprised my appearance didn't tick you off.

[palerick]

Rubbing his wrist he frowns as Rick takes his knife. He liked that knife. Stepping back he fixes his hair and rolls his eyes at the other man’s admonishments.

“Excuse the fuck outta me, I’ve had a long night.” he looks at Rick with bored eyes, like he’s had this conversation before. “You think you’re the first prime clone I’ve come across? You’re not special, bud.”

Taking a pack of pink smokes out from his back pocket he lights one, afterwards offering one to Rick. “You want?”

[palerick]

reverse + 🗡

- @notthatrick

send 'reverse + 🗡' for my muse (receiver) to hold a blade to your muse's throat.

With a steady hand, Pastel holds the cold knife blade to Rick's throat, making sure he can feel the sharp edge almost bite into his skin. "You sure have some fun ideas on how to get off-- but I'll warn you now, baby. It'll cost extra if you want things to get messy."

[notthatrick]

The Rick maneuvered himself away from the knife, grabbing Pastel's wrist tightly.

Seems like you got crank called, because I would never ask for something like this.

[palerick]

Pastels wrist goes limp when the other Rick twists it, he can see that he wasn’t actually expecting the advance he just made.

“Oops—! looks like i really did make the wrong house call. Sorry, cutie. We kinda all have the same face.” He gives a pretty grin, and a shrug along with his apology.

[notthatrick]

He twisted Pastel's wrist harder, pinning him against a wall. He was not happy.

You're acting as if this wasn't actually a mistake. You're not regretting this enough.

[palerick]

A small grunt leaves him as he’s slammed against the wall, he doesn’t seem scared however, just irritated.

“Listen, buddy. Shit happens, not my fault you looked like the guy I thought wanted a little knife play— Grow up. Or are you seriously really gonna assert your ‘little man syndrome’ on a hooker?.”

[palerick]

reverse + 🗡

- @notthatrick

send 'reverse + 🗡' for my muse (receiver) to hold a blade to your muse's throat.

With a steady hand, Pastel holds the cold knife blade to Rick's throat, making sure he can feel the sharp edge almost bite into his skin. "You sure have some fun ideas on how to get off-- but I'll warn you now, baby. It'll cost extra if you want things to get messy."

[notthatrick]

The Rick maneuvered himself away from the knife, grabbing Pastel's wrist tightly.

Seems like you got crank called, because I would never ask for something like this.

[palerick]

Pastels wrist goes limp when the other Rick twists it, he can see that he wasn’t actually expecting the advance he just made.

“Oops—! looks like i really did make the wrong house call. Sorry, cutie. We kinda all have the same face.” He gives a pretty grin, and a shrug along with his apology.

[palerick]

reverse + 🗡

- @notthatrick

send 'reverse + 🗡' for my muse (receiver) to hold a blade to your muse's throat.

With a steady hand, Pastel holds the cold knife blade to Rick's throat, making sure he can feel the sharp edge almost bite into his skin. "You sure have some fun ideas on how to get off-- but I'll warn you now, baby. It'll cost extra if you want things to get messy."

[palerick]

He’s definitely calling out of work today

[miasmiccc]

i lieekk riicckkss

@fatal-error-rick @palerick