Rigby:What are you doing?

Y/N:Smelling a rose.

Rigby:Pff, weirdo.

Rigby, under his breath:I wish I was that rose.

Y/N:What?

what do i say

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Mordecai:

big man up first of course ;)

soooo he's probably a soft dom in terms of dynamics

doesn't really like sharing you, has done it a few times but only because it was Rigby

will refuse to sub and you WON'T believe that one

but it's true

he doesn't mind when you tug at his hair, actually tells him he's doing well

kinda nervous in and out of the bedroom, but once he gets used to it he's really good at it

likes eating you out (please don't fight me guys or i'll call animal control)

guys i know you saw this one coming but

really good with his hands

he plays the guitar, alright? he can move them quickly

as for kinks: praising, dom/sub, teasing, hickies, dirty talk, size difference, thigh fucking, daddy kink, slight orgasm denial (giving), overstimulation

guys he has a lot i know

but rigby is worse

10 inches and relatively thick

overall 1000/10, extremely good at what he does

Rigby:

oh here we go

also a dom

but guys he is SUCH a hard dom

polar opposite to Mordecai

very mean to you

definitely likes to just grab at and roughly massage your tits

two things he has in common with mordo

1: refuses to sub under any circumstances, will actually punish you if you ask

2: very good with his fingers too

Rigby's kink list: degrading, spanking, choking, hair pulling, throat fucking, masochism, bondage, master/daddy/sir kink, edging, orgasm denial, orgasm control, cock worship (receiving), humiliation, masturbation instruction, begging, teasing, exhibitionism, sex tapes, cum milking, slapping, marking

omg that was so fuckin long

he likes when you rake your nails up his back

LOVES marking you up for the park guys to see

would probably like it if someone caught you guys, would brag about how much you loved his dick

8 inches and thick, fight me

guys he has big dick energy i swear

these are just little hcs on what I think their races are

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||*. Mordecai:

okay so i think he's half and half

he's half russian definitely, bc hes tall

but the other half is giving chinese for me

i'm sorry he's just giving chinese-russian to me okay

his mom is chinese and his dad is russian

as for religon, he's deffo jewish, eats kosher and stuff but doesn't always fast since he gets bad migranes

he speaks chinese almost fluently, and russian fluently since he had to learn it for both grandparents who are from china and russia

6'5

||*. Rigby:

alright so i think he's puerto rican and mexican

hes deffo latino i just KNOW

hes mostly puetro rican but also enough mexican so that he is short

speaks fluent spanish

cusses in spanish because he thinks its funny

thinks in spanish too

when he's mutterting, he'll mutter in spanish and it's kinda cute omg

ONLY thing he can cook is mexican and puetro rican food i'm not even kidding

OMG I LOVE RIGBY AND I DON'T KNOW WHY.

You and Rigby were sitting next to each other in front of the computer on Omegle. Yes, Omegle, ready to cause some chaos. The light was illuminating your face in the dark room, and Rigby thought you looked so pretty. He wouldn’t ever tell you that, though. You thought he looked nice in the light too. You had liked Rigby for god knows how long, but never had the courage to tell him. Little did you know, he did too. 

“The frame is horrible on the laptop, sit closer.” You commented, and you both scooted next to each other.

Rigby thought this was the perfect time to shoot his shot. Well, somewhat. 

“Just sit on my lap, it’ll be more comfortable.” He said, looking over at you. 

Rigby was taller than you, and he was short. You knew it would be perfect, because your head would only reach his neck when you were sitting in his lap. You watched as he patted his lap, gesturing for you to sit. You moved to sit on his lap, and he rested his chin on top of your head. You clicked Video Chat on the website, then it started. 

The first guy asked to see your boobs, to which you laughed and said yes. Of course, you weren’t actually going to and were just going to fake him out. You heard Rigby grumble and his once out of view arm came up over your chest, bringing you closer to his. He suddenly began speaking and his head dipped down into view on your shoulder. 

“No, you can’t see them.” He said, then skipped the man. 

He was either jealous, or just being protective of you. You reassured him that you weren’t actually going to do that. After a few more skips and men using horrible pick up lines, you finally came across the worst one. A man asked you to get naked for him, to which you replied no. He started yelling at you to do it, and Rigby finally came into view. 

“Who’s that man behind you?” The stranger angrily asked. 

“Her boyfriend.” Rigby snapped. 

You stopped. He had just said that he was your boyfriend. You didn’t have a problem with that, but why had he said that? He wasn’t, even though you so desperately wanted him to be. The stranger asked you two to have sex in front of him, kept asking you to get naked and other things, so you skipped. You turned to Rigby.

“Y-You said you were my boyfriend.” You stuttered, looking into his deep, brown eyes. You saw something else in them. Lust, maybe?

“I know,” He uttered, “It was the best answer to that creep.” 

Creep. Yeah, just the best answer. But you wanted him to be able to say that to anyone, and for it to be true. His arms were wrapped around your torso and waiting for you to move on to the next person, but you hesitated. You started thinking about Rigby. The only thing going through your mind at that moment was the male whose lap you were sitting on. You turned around to look at him. 

“And what if I wanted you to actually be my boyfriend?” You admitted. 

His face flushed a deep pink. He thought about if you really meant it. No one other than Eileen wanted to be his, and he hated her. But he didn’t hate you. He wanted to be able to call you his, but never did anything about it up until now. He didn’t know what to say. 

“Is it okay if I do something? It won’t hurt or be weird or something.” Rigby said, looking down at you. 

You nodded, and then he pressed his lips to yours softly. You were in shock. Had he really just kissed you? Why did he kiss you? You were beginning to think he liked you back. He did. You carded your hands through his hair, and he pulled back. You breathed heavily, blushing profusely. 

“So, I’m assuming you meant you like me?” Rigby whispered in your ear. 

“Yeah, I did.” You stammered, your fingers playing with his locks.

“Good, because I like you too.” He admitted. 

He kissed you again, this time licking your bottom lip for entry. You quickly opened your mouth and he took dominance. He pushed you down under him and pinned your arms above your head. Omegle was still on, but no one had come on the screen yet. Suddenly, you heard a voice from the stairs. 

“Get a room!” Mordecai laughed, hands on his knees from laughing so hard. 

“We can finish later-” You tried, but were quickly interrupted.