Hewwo! You said that we can send writing prompts for Rickorty.
How about, Body swap? Like, if you reach in a certain age, you swap boddies with your soulmate.
Scientist cant explain it, nobody even knows if the person youre swapping with is your soulmate, all they know is that, this has been going on for a very long time, were it ultimately yields the same result; two people swapping boddies will ultimatley fall in love and get married, thus calling this phenomena as "soulmate swapping" I mean it makes sense right? An unknown force would lead you to a stranger that woukd ultimately lead you to falling in love, so romantic right?
Soon, business took the oppotunity to sell lucky charms, pills to "heighten your magnetization" to reach your soulmate, sculptures of Gods that would lead you to your one and only, Hell! They sell dogs that could sniff your soulmate.
All of this products exist just to meet your meant to be! But what if your soulmate isnt what you thought it was?What if it wasnt your crush? What if it wasnt someone who seats the same class as you? Or walks in the same hallway as you? What if it was some alcoholic, drug addict mf who held the same eyes as you...what if this cosmic force is wrong...a mistake
...It happend on Morty's 19 birthday, he had high expectations, last birthday nothing really happend and he was scared that hes losing time, most kids got their soulmate at 17, like his parents did, but Rick told him to relax since he hasnt even gotten his yet...and that scares him...cause what if he ends up like Rick? Like, what if he becomes this crude, nihilistic, abusive person, who pushes people away? All because the world had decided he was unlovable...
He doesnt want that, he fears for an ending like Rick.
But when the clock hits midnight and nothing changes, all he could do is shift and turn on his bed, tries to wipe the moisture on his face, all while pretending there isnt a heavy stone on his heart...
...the next morning, he woke up in a familiar room–not his!–but to a room he rarely goes into but nonetheless recognize...
...he tried to move and yet he remained motionless, he tried to speak and yet he remained silent. Theres a part of him that just wanted to lay back down and think of this as just one big nightmare, but before he could do that, he hears footsteps coming onto the room and he flinched when the door swung open...he sees his own face and he has never felt so much dread at seeing at his own confused relflection before until now
...sorry for the long prompt, I tend to get carried away, hehehe :3
If you think the prompt was long, dear anon, I have some fantastic news for you!
The fic is gonna be long too!! 3,500+ words in and it's only the first chapter, HAVEN'T EVEN GOTTEN TO THE BODY SWAP PART YET LOL (but don’t worry, I'll be working on that later today for now tho it's bedtime). It's been so nice to actually write again, and I can't thank you enough for the idea, anon!!