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Relationships for writers

I’ve been doing more writing recently (cough fanfiction cough) and noticed the romantic relationships I was writing fell into categories based on their foundation. And because I’m ~that~ type of person I made up little guides for each of these categories. Thought other writers might find it helpful too…

Feel free to add on!

Built on: chemistry


Strong start


Sex is not a replacement for talking

You might hear this couple say:

“It was love at first sight”


Ariel and Eric (the little mermaid)

Red and Kitty (that 70s show)

Tony and Maria (west side story)

Built on: Friendship


Common interests outlast infatuation


Differences in life goals or living styles

You might hear this couple say:

“I’m so lucky to be in love with my best friend”


Monica and Chandler (F.r.i.e.n.d.s) 

Carl and Ellie (Up)

Aang and Katara (Avatar the last airbender) 

Built on: loyalty


face everything as a team


Is it love or adrenaline

You might hear this couple say:

“I trust them with my life”


Han and Leia (star wars)

Katniss and Peeta (the hunger games) 

Mulan and Shang (Mulan)


Aries: Frank
Taurus: Debbie
Gemini: Fiona
Cancer: Sheila
Leo: Kev
Virgo: Jimmy
Libra: Veronica
Scorpio: Mandy
Sagittarius: Carl
Capricorn: Karen
Aquarius: Lip
Pisces: Ian

“Traditions” Carl Grimes x Reader

Word Count: 2,742

Carl Grimes x Reader, Maggie and Glenn x Adopted Daughter Reader

Summary: When you and Carl sneak out of Alexandria to “explore”, you find more than you bargained for in an abandoned house.

Warning: Fluff, drug use (marijuana), mentions of sex, implied smut, language, angry parents lol

Originally posted by monasax

“Are we still meeting up tonight?” You ask Carl as you hold Judith, bouncing her up and down on your hip.

“Yeah. We just have to be more careful this time. My dad almost caught me sneaking back in last time.” Carl says, taking Judith from your hands.

You and Carl had been dating ever since you got to Alexandria, and ever since you two got here, you’d sneak out a few times a week to go “exploring” outside of the walls. More often than not, you’d end up just going to the cabin that was a few miles outside of Alexandria to have sex, but occasionally you two actually went exploring around the abandoned neighborhoods. It was sort of a tradition now.

“I’m surprised I haven’t got caught yet. Maggie and Glenn are always up at random hours of the night for god knows why.” You respond. You and your parents were a part of Rick’s group ever since the beginning, but they had gotten killed during the attack of Hershel’s farm. Ever since then, Glenn and Maggie have acted as parents towards you, and you couldn’t be more thankful.

“Probably because they want to wait until you’re asleep to-“

“Ah, stop there.” You put a finger to Carl’s lips, making him laugh. “I don’t want to think about that.”

“If you can’t talk about it, you shouldn’t be having it.” Carl said in a mocking tone, repeating what Maggie had once told the two of you when she had walked in on a rather heated moment.

“Ah, shut up.” You playfully roll your eyes.

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Daddy Doesn’t Have to Know - Part 18

Title: Daddy Doesn’t Have to Know - Part 18

Characters: Negan x You/Reader

Synopsis: Rick is forced to let Negan take you to the Sanctuary.

Warnings: SFW, uhhh more emotional stuff going on

Original Idea by: @babyblues915

Note: Not sure whether tags are working because tumblr has been fucking me up for like 2 hours now!!! Anyway…I feel meh about this chapter simply because it ended up being a filler. I still hope you guys enjoy this update. THANK YOU AS ALWAYS, YOU GUYS INSPIRE ME. Lotsa love!!! xoxo

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You froze as you watched the blood in between your legs soak through your jeans. Everyone still had their guns aimed at the Saviors, not knowing what was truly going on. When the gravity of the situation sunk into your brain, your shaky hands automatically went to your stomach as if preventing it from happening.

“No…” you mumbled. “No, no this can’t be happening!” you chanted, catching Rick and Negan’s attention.

Rick turned around and saw you, pale as ever with a different kind of fear reflecting in your eyes. His eyes widened at the sight of the blood in between your legs; he uttered your name but it wasn’t enough to snap you out of your panic as you held your stomach. Another searing pain inside your abdomen made you scream out loud, your knees buckling as you fell to the ground, almost losing consciousness. Before you fully passed out, Negan running towards you was the last thing you saw.

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Daddy Doesn’t Have to Know - Part 3

Title: Daddy Doesn’t Have to Know - Part 3

Characters: Negan x You/Reader

Synopsis: The Grimes household receives an unexpected guest during dinner.

Warnings: NSFW as always! But not sure if smutty enough for y’all to enjoy :|


Note: This is getting out of haaand lol I couldn’t stop writing these two, thanks to @babyblues915‘s awesome request and everyone’s awesome feedback! Not sure though if I’d continue with this, if you guys have any ideas for another part, hit up my ask!

“What happened to you?”

You gasped and spun on your heels at the sound of Carl’s voice. You clutched your chest and leaned against the kitchen counter, a glass of water in one hand. “Jesus, you frightened me!” you scolded.

Carl was carrying Judith in his arms, his eyes scanning you from head to toe with a frown. You looked away and proceeded to drink, hoping that Carl wouldn’t get suspicious as to why you looked well and utterly fucked. You didn’t have time to fix your hair, it was tangled all over and your lips were swollen from Negan’s rough kisses. Your whole body still tingled from the aftershock of a mind-numbing orgasm and it was hard to cover up the way your skin was flushed pink.

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Trigger Warning: Trigger Warning: Self Hatred, Body Issues
Pairing: reader x Carl
Summary: Reader is feeling insecure about her body since she is curvy, but boyfriend!Carl comes in and lets her know otherwise 

Hope you enjoy, more to come guys!! 

- ramona 

You sat in front of your mirror, eyeing down every inch of your body. You were in a tank top and underwear, you felt tears stream down your face as you grabbed at the tummy that was in front of you. You looked at your legs, you tears hitting the floor below you and dig your nails into your huge thighs out of frustration. 

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The Libertines covering The Stone Roses.


Part 1

“No, no, Rick. Please, stay. Maggie’s baby is ok. She just needs to rest.” You beg and cling to his arm.
Your whole body is trembling with fear of what’ll happen when you don’t stop them.

It’s still surreal to live with them. To be a part of ‘Team Family’, but that’s how your life is now.
You still wonder if this is an alternative universe and if you’ll go back in your old life, where this world is just a tv show, when you die.
But not today. Today you’ve to try to save Glenn and Abraham from getting lucille’d.
Even when you can’t tell them how you know about this without sounding completely nuts.

“I know you’re worried, (Y/N).” Rick says and sends you an encouraging smile. “But everything will be ok, I promise.”
“No! You don’t understand. Please, drive tomorrow.” Your voice sounds hysterical and high pitched, leaving Rick wondering what’s going on with you.
Deeply sighing about your behavior he just squeezes your shoulder before turning to Sasha and Carl.
Not knowing what to do, you pull out your gun and aim at one of the wheels of the RV as Sasha suddenly takes it out of your hand.
“Damnit (Y/N), what’s wrong with you?” Blue eyes sparking angrily at you. “You stay here.”
“What? No.”
“Come, I’ll bring you in the house.” Sasha says softly, her grip around your forearm tight as she pulls you away.
“You don’t understand! They know you’re coming! Negan knows!”
Shocked about your own words you press your hands on the mouth, don’t notice about the glare Sasha sends Rick.
Then all happen so fast as Rick rushes towards you, pulling his python out of the holster as a kind of warning. “How do you know that? Are you a spy?”
“What are you doing, dad? She’s our friend since Atlanta.” Carl tries to calm his father.

“Answer me! Did you do that to Maggie?”

“No, she’s my friend. I-I, uhm, just having a bad feeling.” You stutter, but Rick doesn’t seem to believe you.
“Sasha, bring her in the cell.”
“Now.” Harshly he interrupts her and she nods, bringing you away.
You lost, even with your knowledge about the future events.


With your arms around the knees you sit against the wall and wait for their return. The night is already over and your eyes swollen from crying as the door opens and Rick steps in.
“You were right.” He says and slips down on the wall next to you. “You.. you were my best friend, a-after Lori, what you did for Carl.. this family, our family..”
His voice breaks as a chocking sob leaving his mouth while you trying to remember what happened in the time before you wake up in the bed a few days ago.
Besides your normal life, where Rick is Andrew Lincoln and everyone is happy and alive.
The only thing you found out until now is that you’re with them since the beginning. And that Rick’s your best friend.
But what else?
With whom are you also close besides him and Carl?
What was your part when the Governor attacked? Terminus?
Is it like you’ve imagined in your daydreams or completely different?

“I’m not…”
“Yeah, you’re not a spy. He also said that.” He mumbles and your eyes widen.

He asked him?

“Maybe you’re both liars.” Suddenly he jumps up to his feet and stares down at you. “I should kill you, but I can’t. I can’t.”
“Rick, listen to me.” You reach out for him, but quickly he steps back.
Like a beaten puppy he looks at you one last time before leaving and locking you in the cell.


The following days you’ve to stay in the cell.
Once a day Michonne let you out so that you can at least use the bathroom. At the beginning you tried to talk and convince her that you’re on their side.
But she ignored you, even when you could read in her eyes that she believes you.

Who’s more on your side is Carl.
From time to time the boy visited you, quietly talking about what happened.
And his wish that it’d be him who kills Negan.
One evening he asked you jokingly if you could tell him how Negan will die. The response was a hysterical giggle and a ‘hopefully painful’.

How should you explain that Negan is still alive in the comics?

The worst moments of the day were when Rick came with a tablet with food and water. Intense blue eyes bored in yours like he could leech the truth out of them.
No one of you spoke in this time and it makes you sick in the stomach. You wish he’d trust you again so that you can help to beat Negan and the Saviors.
But he doesn’t let you.

And then the day is here.

Even through the small window under the ceiling you can hear his voice. A cold shudder runs down your spine, because the voice sounds so different than on TV.
More mockingly, more intimidatingly and there’s something else you can’t define.
You stand on tiptoe to look through the window, but can’t see anything else than a few pairs of shoes.


You can’t hear what else Negan says, because there are other voices, but you aren’t surprised as you hear footsteps on the stairs and the cell door a second later.
“Hi Negan.”
“Fuck, you were right. She’s a fucking visionary.” Negan snickers and you turn around to him and Rick.

He’s looking different than on TV.
A little bit younger, taller and more muscles. But the rest is the same.
White shirt, leather jacket, the red scarf. And the cold amused sparkle in his eyes like everything is just a joke.
Thickly swallowing you look at the baseball bat in Rick’s hand.

“And now let her out, she ain’t an animal.”
“Bu-but..” Rick stutters, but Negan interrupts him by raising his finger.
“Lemme ask you something, Rick.” With a devilish grin he turns to the ex sheriff. “What do you know about women?”
Flabbergasted the man stares at the taller man, opening and closing his mouth like a fish.
“Don’t fucking worry, it was a rhetorical question.” Again the snicker which makes you shiver. “And now come, uhm?”
“(Y/N), let’s get you out of this fuckhole.”
The smile which Negan sends you appears different than the ones you know from TV.
Less mockingly and more warm.
Maybe you could use that to your advantage.
To the advantage for all of you.
“Thank you, Negan.” You smile, ignoring Rick who shoots you a glare.
“My pleasure.” The leader winks and gestures to the open door. “After you.”

The whole time you’ve to stay with Negan.
There’s no way to stop Carl from threatening the two Saviors or telling Rick that the two missing guns are in Spencer’s house without them getting suspicious why do you know that.
Your eyes fall on Daryl as you stand on the fence and Negan whispers to Rick before turning around to you.
“Time to say goodbye, visionary.” Negan smirks while you try to think about to get at least Daryl out of the situation.
“I’m coming with you.” You quickly say. “In exchange for Daryl.”
“Well, I appreciate the offer. I fucking do, but no.”
“(Y/N).” Rick mumbles broken behind you.
Not knowing what you should do you press your lips to Negan’s ear and quietly start singing Easy Street.
His eyes widen surprised as he pulls back from you, but it only lasts for a second before the shit eating grin is back.
“Al-fucking-right, it’s your lucky day.” Negan says towards Daryl before turning his attention back at you. “And you, in one of the trucks. Now.”
“I-just.. just.”
You’re insecure if this was the right decision as suddenly Rick pulls you in a hug and Negan sighs annoyed.
“I’m sorry.” He chokes out.
“It’s ok.” You mumble. “Just don’t trust anyone, promise me.”
“What do you… Who?”
“Time’s over.” Negan sneers and wraps his arm around your waist to pull you away.
The last thing you see, before you’re pushed in one of the trucks, is Daryl’s attempt to get to you while Rick drops to his knees.

“Not that Carl’s my lover…” - Peter Doherty

I know you lie, I’m still in love with you…

I know where to find you, my love, at the same old flat by the river….

And you’re the only lover I had, who ever slept with a knife…

You’re gonna be in the dark once again, my love, my love…

And I love every inch of you, yes I do love every single inch of you…

He was my hero, oh yes he was, my hero every inch…

Just say you love me, for three good reasons…

You said that you love me, why don’t you fuck off…

If I have to go, I will be thinking of your love…

If call I must do, to take my love my love to you…

Are you still shaking out all the deadwood from your bed love, like you used to…

On the off chance that you’re listening to the radio, I thought you might like to know you broke my heart…

“I listened to everything. He hid love messages for me in them. We both did that.” - Carl Barât.

Reveling in Richonne

#98: The Relief (7x16)

This moment. 😭 Y’all this moment was one of the most beautifully raw and emotional Richonne moments to date. It was our last bit of Richonne dialogue for season 7 and it was so special.

I knew the season 7 finale would be emotional just from the first few seconds when Sasha is listening to Donny Hathaway’s “Someday We’ll All Be Free” and I was hit right in my African American feels. 😋

(Side note: Sonequa really did her thing this season and I’m glad her talent really got to shine before she left. 👏🏽👏🏽)

Losing Sasha was already really sad but then they gotta put this scene in with Richonne and Carl cuz again, TWD has no chill. And I’m so glad they had this scene cuz it made it crystal clear how deeply, deeply in love Rick and Michonne are. 😭

Y'all this was such a moving scene so we have to break it all the way down. 👌🏽

So first you see Michonne leaned up against the wall looking pretty beat up. This was so sad to see cuz you know she must have been hurt really bad if she had to stop and just lean against the wall and sit out this fight.

Like she probably was hoping to make her way to the others, after her own fight, and help and warning slice some Saviors cuz she’s Michonne that’s what she does, but she was too injured to even move that much. 😥

And it’s heartbreaking cuz you know she was probably so beyond worried for her boys, even more than herself, and she had to just sit there not knowing what their fate was. And plus she’s alone, like what if this was how she was about to go out? Alone and not knowing if her loved ones made it. 😥Thank God that didn’t happen. 🙌🏾

Instead, we see Rick enter the frame and it’s interesting cuz you can tell he first enters the room with his gun up and ready cuz he doesn’t know what crazies might still be lurking.

Like just from that one half shot you can tell that he was ready to be OG Rick Grimes and take out whoever needed to be taken out. 👏🏽

And I just love that Michonne has OG Rick Grimes to come after her and protect her lol. Like this man is nothing to play with and he’s putting all those nothing-to-play-with-efforts towards finding her. Here for it. 👌🏽

And then he sees her and immediately switches from savage Rick to Michonne’s man Rick.

He rushes to her and again gets all up close and personal, which I love. And then he says Michonne’s name two times and you hear something different in each way that he says her name.

The first time he says it, he doesn’t even know if she’s alive so it’s this very hesitant nervous “Michonne?“ to see if he’ll get a reaction. Like imagine this moment of being in front of the person you’re in love with and having to say their name, unsure if they will respond back or if you’ll get confirmation that they’re really gone. 😢

And he doesn’t get a reaction from the first time saying her name so he says it a second time with heightened concern in his voice as he fears she might not respond.

Like you can hear the desperation and just brokenness he feels when he says her name a second time. And it’s sad cuz he so clearly fears that she might be gone but he has to say her name again just to hold on to that hope that maybe this time will be different.

And this is when we cue my internal tears. Cuz Michonne does respond and then y’all the way Rick reacts just slays me every single time. 😭😭

The amount of overwhelming relief that pours out of him when he sees that she’s alive is so precious and moving. Like you can literally, I mean literally, see Rick become overcome with joy that the love of his life is still alive.

Seeing his response to her being alive really hit home to me how deeply interconnected these two are. Seeing she’s alive just made him come back to life.

Like it’s true what people say, there really is no Rick without Michonne. Cuz Michonne is Rick’s rock and guiding star and without her we saw just how lost and crushed he’d be, even just in the few seconds of him thinking she might not be alive.

Michonne told Rick in season 3 “You need me” and it’s still so true to this day and this moment really illustrated that. During this whole battle the wind had been knocked out of Rick and seeing Michonne move her head just put the air back in his lungs.

I’ve mentioned a lot in these posts about how Rick gets to be completely human with her and I think this is one of the most human moments I’ve ever seen of Rick.

Like right here he was literally just a person who was overjoyed that his best friend and love and rock was still alive.

It again made me think about how the one thing Rick has just for himself outside of his kids is Michonne. She’s someone he loves intensely and someone who makes his personal life better and happier. Like she is not only someone he loves in his life, this is also someone he very much wants in his life, and someone who plays a huge part in making life worth living for him.

And you see Rick be filled with gratitude about the fact that, that special one of a kind person in his life is still alive.

Michonne slowly turns towards him and you can see Rick having to actively resist his inner magnet because he clearly wants to touch her but he’s not sure how hurt she is and he knows he has to be careful of how fragile she may be rn. Always so mindful. 😊 And he says with so much relief “You’re alive.”

And then the way Michonne works up a subtle smile and reaches for him when she hears his voice and sees it’s him. Y’all it slays me yet again.

It is seriously too precious. Like even in all this pain she still can’t help but show how happy she is that he’s now right in front of her. They in love y’all.

You can tell that knowing Rick is alive is such a relief to her as well cuz for all she knew Rick could have been killed and the odds of Rick not making it out of that battle were high so this is a blessing right now that he’s alive and that he’s found her alive.

And then, only once it’s clear that Michonne’s alive, does Carl enter the room. 😭 This always stood out to me cuz it makes me think maybe Carl wasn’t quite ready to go in the room and see Michonne in this state or maybe Rick wanted him to wait.

And it’s super sweet when Carl does enter and stoop right beside them cuz you can see how happy he is that Michonne survived. Like these boys really love this woman. 😭

I saw someone point out how Rick looks like he kisses Michonne’s hand and y’all I am here for that. When I saw the scene again it really does look like it, especially cuz you see Michonne reach for him. So to whoever pointed that out, you a real one lol. 👌🏽👏🏽

These gestures are so sweet and Rick values Michonne so much. 😭 It’s also just further proof that magnets are a powerful thing. 😋

And then Michonne sort of has this nodding movement as she starts trying to get out the words “We’re the ones who live.” And I love this nodding cuz I feel like seeing Rick and Carl by her side really confirms to her that they truly are the ones who live.

Like she’s reassured cuz she knows if they could make it through all that chaos and be back with each other at the end of it, then they seriously must be the ones who live.

It’s sweet that despite how much it hurts to talk and how beat up she is, Michonne is still going to try and uplift Rick in this moment and give him this encouraging reminder that they can make it.

You can tell it’s so hard for Rick to see Michonne struggling to speak and so he helps her out by softly repeating, “I know.” and, y’all, these “Richonne tones” never fail to melt my heart cuz he’s speaking with so much love and gentleness. 

And then with conviction he tells her “We are. We will”. 😊🏽

I love that, as we’ve seen this motto said between them a couple times throughout the season, we end with them both verbalizing it and believing it.

This moment really demonstrates how Michonne can speak life into her man even when she can hardly speak. 👸🏾👏

And it’s powerful cuz it’s not like they just won this fight and everything is perfect now but they still believe they can live because they are still standing despite the fight and the curveballs that were thrown at them. And like my Homegirl said in the cell; they’re going to keep standing. 💯😌

So after Rick tells her this he looks at her and you can tell those magnets are kicking cuz you can see him thinking of how exactly he can move closer to her without hurting her. And so he leans into her and gives her a hug because those magnets can never and shall never be denied. 🙌🏾😋

I adore this hug. Like it is just so precious and says so much. 😊

(Side note: I also call this the “greedy hug” cuz Rick was going to make Carl wait his turn to hug Michonne lol. Like Michonne is Carl’s best bud and also Carl kinda sorta almost died, so he probably wants to give her a hug too. But Rick is understandably in the moment rn. 😂)

You can really see how much Rick needs this hug. Like yes he wants to hug her to let her know how happy he is that she’s alive but Homeboy also wants to be back in his girl’s arms right now cuz, added to the many things Michonne is Rick’s source of, she’s also Rick’s source of comfort.

This visual of this hug is so sweet cuz it’s like an illustration of how much Rick can lean on and find comfort and security in Michonne.

It seems like this is Rick’s first time getting to just let all the craziness that’s just happened sink in and get to just let his guard down and be comforted. It’s too precious.

And I love that, injured and all, Michonne is still so ready to comfort and embrace him. And I appreciate that Rick also wants to hug her to comfort her as well. Like this hug paints such a clear picture of how much R&M want, love, and need each other and how much they really are one. 😊

Basically this hug is everything and this scene was everything cuz it very visibly illustrated how much Rick and Michonne mean everything to each other. 👌🏽😊


Originally posted by midqueenally

*has not been proof read yet, sorry for the wait! * x

“Come on sweetheart; don’t give me the silent treatment!” Negan pleaded with you, sitting with your arms crossed and gazing out of the window. You continued to look out of the window, knowing you have to stand your ground firmly to get Negan to understand. “Did you hear something Carl? I swear I heard something, I just don’t know what it is.” You commented, making Carl roll his eyes. Sat between Negan and his sister was proving to be the most uncomfortable situation he had found himself in, it was bad enough he had to sit next to the man he tried to shoot less than two hours ago but it was made even worse because of the argument going on. “Y/N, it doesn’t matter anymore.” He tried to reason with his sister but was brought to a halt when she snapped around to look at him. “No Carl, he shouldn’t have said what he said and he knows that.” Briefly looking towards Negan, and then turning back to the window. “I said I was sorry to the kid Y/N! What more can I do, wife?” You scoffed and rolled your eyes at his ignorance. “Not say it in the first place, husband.” Now it was time for Negan to roll his eyes.

“Against the grain, kid… always against the grain.” Negan lowly laughed, dragging the razor across his skin. You stood behind him, Carl and Judith watching Negan intensely. Carl already felt uncomfortable with Negan being around his baby sister, feeling like he needed to be alert in case he tried anything. “Darlin’, pass me that towel.” Negan held his arm out, palm open waiting to receive the white towel from his wife. You picked up the towel off the rack, walking towards your husband; you pulled him around to face you. You began to pat dry his face, making sure to get the left over water and shaving cream. “You done being mad at me, sweetheart?” He asked a smirk present on his lips. You looked into his eyes, small smile on your face. “Now, how can I stay mad at that face.” You teased, caressing his face with your hand, giving a small squeeze. “Back in the good books kid, looks like sex is not off the table tonight.” He lowly chuckled, looking over at Carl. You wished he wouldn’t be so vulgar in front of your family. Carl picked up Judith, taking her to the kitchen to watch over the pasta that was cooking. “I’m going to miss your beard.” You sighed, eyes trailing over where it used to be. “I had to shave that shit, baby.” You ran your hands around his shoulders, joining them together at his neck. “That’s unfortunate, I loved the way it felt scraping my thighs.” You smirked, giving him a kiss before walking out of the bathroom. Negan watched you as you walked away, hips moving from side to side. “Control yourself.”

“Damn, that smells good. Baby, come and taste this.” Negan heavily sniffed the air, taking in the aroma of the bolognaise cooking. He took the wooden utensil out of the pan, holding it up with the sauce in the spoon, turning towards you. He raised the spoon, towards your mouth. You wrapped your lips around the spoon, tasting the red sauce. “You never told me you could cook Negan.” You questioned, crossing your arms across your chest. He chuckled, scooping up a second spoonful, sliding over to Carl. “Want a taste?” Carl stared up at him, a light scowl on his face, continuing to set the table. Negan continued to look at him, laughing, taking a taste for himself.

You all sat around the table, Olivia sat with Judith on her lap, Negan sat at the opposite you with Carl at the side of you. Negan began to tap his fingertips on the table, obviously becoming restless with waiting for dad. “I’m not waiting for your dad anymore; I don’t know where the hell he is but…” He announced, placing Lucille upright on a chair. “Lucille is hungry. Not only that, my girl is eating for two. She can’t be waiting around for her daddy. Well, her father anyway” Negan snatched the napkin off the table tucking it into the inside of his shirt, getting ready to eat with you blushing at his comment. “Carl, pass the rolls.” He asked, turning his head to look at Carl as he didn’t make a move. “Please.” He said, sounding forced. Carl looked towards you; you raised your eyebrows and shrugged your shoulders. Carl picked up the rolls, passing them over to a smug looking Negan. 

You watched Negan outside from the window, talking to a man in a grey thin jumper. Arat was stood guarding the front of the house, just below the stairs. You had no clue what was going on, when you felt a presence come at the side of you. “Why do you love him?” you heard the voice say, recognizing it as Olivia. You turned your head to her, with a puzzled look on your face. “And what makes you think you can question me about that?” You replied bluntly, annoyed this woman clearly judging your relationship with Negan. “After everything he’s done to us, your dad and brother? How could you?” You walked towards her, Olivia backing up a little in fear. “You want to know why? I’ll tell you. Because ever since this world went to shit, he has protected me, my dad sent me away. Making me choose between my husband and my family. That showed me he didn’t fully care, Negan supports me and our child. Sure, he treats you like shit but that is not my problem, you wouldn’t understand his reasons and I don’t expect you to Olivia. But don’t you ever question me and my husband’s relationship.” You backed up from her, walking outside to the porch of the house.

“Only thing missing is a pool table, nothing better than a good game of 8 ball.” You heard Negan proclaim, with a small glass of whiskey in his hands. You moved towards him, placing yourself behind the rocking chair he was sat on. “Hey baby, Spencer I’d like you to meet Y/N, my beautiful wife.” He said, as you placed a hand on his shoulder. He brought you hand to his mouth, placing a kiss to it before turning back to his conversation.  Spencer pointed over to another house opposite the one you were at. “House across the street has one in the garage.” Negan smirked, raising his eyebrows. “Oh Spencer, you may just be my new best friend.” Spencer smiled genuinely at Negan but you knew better. He was naive, thinking Negan actually had friends. “Such a nice day though, too nice to be cooped up in some garage, don’t you think? Oh, I got a better idea.” He exclaimed, standing up taking his leather jacket off the back of the chair. 

You knew there was a reason Spencer wanted to talk to Negan, and it was Rick. He claimed Rick to have a big ego, saying his mom used to be the leader of Alexandria before your dad came along. Spencer wanted to become the leader, follow in his mother’s footsteps. Residents of Alexandria began to gather around the pool table Negan had moved into the street, watching the game between Negan and Spencer. You normally could tell what Negan was thinking or plan out his movements but he was unreadable. You didn’t know what game he was playing, if he would actually take Spencer’s proposition into consideration. “You know, I’m thinking, Spencer. I’m thinking how Rick threatened to kill me, how he clearly hates my guts but he is out there right now, gathering shit for me to make sure I don’t hurt any of the fine people that live here. He is swallowing his hate and getting shit done. That takes guts.” Negan explained, taking another shot with the cue then placing it down on the table.

“And then there’s you. The guy who waited for Rick to be gone so he could sneak over and talk to me to get me to do his dirty work, so he could take Rick’s place. So I got to ask – if you wanna take over, why not just kill Rick yourself and just take over?” Your eyes wondered over Spencer, is that what he had wanted to achieve? To get Negan to kill your dad off, so he could take back control of this place, Spencer looked at Negan in disbelief. “What? No, no.” He denied, looking worried and confused. “You know what I’m thinking? ’Cause I have a guess.” Negan was inches away from Spencer’s face, looking him in the eyes. “It’s because you got no guts.” He whispered, pulling out his machete plunging it into Spencer’s torso. You heard gasps and cries coming from the Alexandrians, you in a state of shock yourself. No matter how long you had been with him, you still felt that sinking feeling coming to terms with this side of Negan. The cold, heartless side, always making you doubt your relationship with this man a little. “Ohh. How embarrassing. There they are. They were inside you the whole time! You did have guts.” Negan joked as blood dribbled out of Spencer’s mouth, him holding his organs in his hands.  “I’ve never been so wrong in my whole life! Now, someone oughta get up here and clean this mess up. Oh. Anyone want to finish the game? C'mon, sweetheart how about you.” Negan pointed over to you. “Now come on baby, don’t get soft on me! It’s just a little guts and blood, don’t be scared. I was winning as well!” He cooed, you stood in your position, not being able to move. You looked over at a young woman with brown hair, noticing her shaking with anger, staring at Spencer’s body with a rage in her eyes.

A gunshot went off; you immediately tackled this woman to the ground, shoving the barrel of your gun into her neck. “Shit! What the shit?! Shit! You just – You tried to kill me?! You shot Lucille!” you heard Negan going off at her, while all she did is stare at you. “You try and kill my husband, right in front of me?! The father of my child?!” Negan walked over to the bullet, examining it. “What is this? What is this? This little bad boy made from scratch? Look at those crimps. This was homemade. You may be stupid, darlin’, but you showed some real ingenuity here. Baby, move that gun up on that girl’s face.” You did as he asked, breathing heavily while your heart was racing. “Lucille’s beautiful, smooth surface is never gonna look the same, so why should yours?!” he roared, staring down at the girl. “Unless, Unless you tell me who made this.” She looked towards your husband. “It was me. I made it.” She tried to get Negan to believe her, but you knew he was too smart for her.

“You see, now I just think you’re lying. And you lying to me now?! Such a shame. My wife’s going to have to put a bullet into that empty head of yours.

anonymous asked:

hey could you do a rick imagine using prompts 4, 19, & 38? :)))


#4- “I wondered where all my shirts went. Now I know.”

#19- “Well, when you put it like that, I sound like a dick.”

#38- “Okay, judging by the look on your face, you either want to kill me or have sex with me.”

TWD Prompts

“Thanks Carol, I really appreciate it.” You smiled as Carol handed over some eggs and bacon. You had asked for some the day before because you knew that you’d be cooking breakfast the next morning for a certain someone.

“No problem. And when he wakes up, you be sure to tell him that I had to beg and grovel for that so he better enjoy it.” Carol laughed. You chuckled in response and looked towards your staircase.

“If he ever does wake up, I’ll let him know.”

You and Carol said your goodbyes and you made your way into the kitchen to cook breakfast for yourself and Rick.

You and Rick had been sleeping over at each other’s houses for a couple  of weeks now. You’d always had a bit of a thing for each other, ever since the day him and his team stepped into Alexandria, but it was only recently that you’d been… expressing it, so to speak.

While making coffee to go with breakfast, you felt a pair of strong arms snake around your waist and stubble gaze against your shoulder as Rick pressed soft kisses to your neck.

“Mornin’ gorgeous.” He whispered.

You turned away from the coffee pot and hung your arms around his shoulders as he hugged you tightly and kissed you with a lazy passion.

“Hey Baby.” You purred against the kiss.

When the two of you pulled away from the kiss, he eyed your entire body up and down and a smirk crosses his lips.

I wondered where all of my shirts went. Now I know.” Rick chuckled, referring to the white t-shirt of his that you’d thrown on this morning.

“Good luck gettin’ them back, Grimes.” You teased cockily.

Rick laughed at your words and lifted you on top of the kitchen counter and stood between your legs.

“Looks better on you than it ever did on me, sweetheart.” He smiles sweetly.

“You’re cute.” You giggled at his sappy comment.

He continued to smile, your laugh being one of his favorite sounds recently. There were few things that made Rick deliriously happy and you were definitely one of them. Obviously, Carl and Judith came first but you joined the top of his priority list shortly after he met you. Thankfully, Carl took to you straight away and there was no awkwardness- you didn’t want to intrude or anything.

“Listen, I’ve got to go out on a run today, even though I wouldn’t mind spending the day with you in or out of my shirt.” Rick smirked, gently massaging your hips.

“I mean, you know I want you to stay… but I guess you have to go.” You told him while running your fingers over his defined collarbones.

“You sure baby, Baby?” he asked, starting to place feather-light kisses across your neck and throat.

“Rick, no,” you groaned, hating the fact that you have to reject Rick’s advances. “If you’re going, go now. Don’t tease,” You cupped his face in your hands, detaching his lips from your neck in the process. “Just please be careful.” You begged.

“Okay, fine. But, I hope you know I’ll be thinking about you the whole time.” He smiles.

“Good.” You smirked and kissed him lovingly.

You and Rosita finally finished fixing up a van that you’d found in an abandoned town. You both panted underneath the sweltering heat, but smiled nonetheless.

“Nice job.” Rosita nodded towards you.

“Thanks, you too.” You smiled while wiping some oil from your cheek.

Suddenly, the two of you heard a loud commotion coming from the gates and ran over as quick as you could. Aaron hurriedly opened the gates and the truck that Rick, Daryl, Abraham, Glenn, Sasha and Tara took on the run that Rick was telling you about earlier on that day drove through. You could only see Abraham and Sasha in the front, causing you to wonder where the other four are. Abraham and Sasha leapt out of the front of the truck with a great urgency and rushed to the back. You and Rosita proceeded towards the gate in confusion as you still had no idea what the hell was going on. What happened next sank your heart and made you feel sick to your stomach. Daryl and Glenn were carrying a blood-soaked Rick out of the back of the van and rushing towards the medical station. Tara ran towards you, knowing that you’d need to find out what happened.

“Y/N, listen to me, listen to me. He’s going to be fine. We’re gonna get him fixed up and get him back to consciousness and he’s going to be fine. But for the minute, he needs some space.” She explained calmly.

“No, you have to let me go with him!” You exclaimed, tears streaming down your face.

“You can’t right now, okay? We’re trying our hardest to get him back to normal.”

“What the fuck happened, Tara!?” You yelled. “It was a run! A simple run!”

“There was another group. We didn’t see them coming. They had guns and they shot at us and before we could react, they were shooting at us and Rick got hit. But he’s going to be fine.” Tara’s smooth, serene voice gave you a little bit of ease, but you were still itching to be by Rick’s side.

“Where’s Carl?” You asked, suddenly realizing that he’d be worrying just as much as you.

You and Carl sat in Rick’s lounge with Daryl, who was holding Judith and pacing worriedly.

“How long has it been?” Carl asks impatiently, bouncing his knee.

“Two and a half hours.” You replied almost immediately.

Daryl placed Judith down in her crib once she fell asleep in his arms and went on to continue to pace.

“Daryl, sit down. You’re making me nervous.” You sighed.

“Can’t. Fuck, it’s my fault. Should’ve seen them comin’.” Daryl growled angrily.

“None of you saw them coming, Daryl. You can’t blame yourself.” Carl tells him.

Daryl simply shook his head and continued to pace.

You bit at the skin around your nails in anxiety, your entire body beginning to shake.

Suddenly, Eugene’s head poked through the door and you and Carl both stood to your feet in preparation for whatever news he has.

“Rick’s gonna be just fine.” He announces.

You, Carl and Daryl all let out deep sighs of relief. Carl engulfed you in a tight hug as you let out tears of joy and then Daryl, the most closed off person you knew, wrapped his arms around the both of you.

“You can see him, but it’s still not wise to overcrowd him, so one at a time.” Eugene added.

You looked at Carl with a soft gaze and placed a hand on his shoulder.

“Go on.” You smiled.

After Carl had gone to see Rick, Daryl persuaded you to get some sleep. At first you objected, but when you yawned mid-argument, you realized that Daryl was probably right. You’d taken what you thought was a quick nap and were woken up by Carl the next morning.

“Hey,” you coughed. “What time is it?” You asked, noting the sunshine soaking through the drapes.

“It’s eight a.m. You feeling alright?” Carl laughed.

“Yeah, must have knocked out pretty early. Your dad okay?”

“He’s fine. He was asking for you, but when I told him you were sleeping, he said that you should go in the morning. And it’s the morning, so…”

You smiled gratefully at Carl and ruffled his hair as you stood up, then going on to stretch your entire body. You strolled over to Denise’s house and asked to see Rick, a request that she gladly went along with. She led you upstairs and pointed you to the guest room, which was where Rick was resting. You leaned against the door frame and Denise left the two of you alone. You rested your head against the wall and let out a deep sigh that grabbed Rick’s attention.

Okay, judging by the look on your face you either want to kill me or have sex with me.” Rick chuckled, causing you to snap your head in his direction and let out an amused scoff. You walked over to the bed and cuddled up beside him, laying your head on the shoulder that hadn’t been shot.

“You scared the shit out of me, Rick.” You wept.

“I know. And I’m sorry. But I’m here now, okay? And I ain’t going nowhere.” He said softly while running his fingers through your knotted hair.

“Jesus Rick, I told you to be careful.” You sobbed. Rick rolled over to face you and winced in pain a little, but finally settled when he hugged you into his body.

“Look at it this way- you don’t have to leave my side for a long ass time.” You laughed a little, which warmed Rick’s heart as his last intention was to make you cry.

“God, I have to play nurse now? How exhausting.” You joked.

Well when you put it like that, I sound like a dick.“ 

“You are a dick.” You giggled.

Rick gasped in mock offence, then grabbing your waist and pulling you up to straddle his abdomen. 

“I’ll have you know, you love my dick, so shut up.” He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.

“Oh, so you think sex is gonna be involved? Guess again. You’re going to wait ‘til you recover and then you’ll get lucky.” You told him, much to Rick’s demise.

“I better get to recovering then.” He winked.

It’s You and Me Part 3 - Carl Grimes x Reader

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It’s You and Me Part 1 // It’s You and Me Part 2

Reader has to go back with Negan to the Sanctuary. She has to come up with a plan to escape him so that she can return to Alexandria.

Warnings: Swearing, Mention of Suicide?

Originally posted by lets-letmeimagine-posts

It was the worst feeling in the world having to let go of Carl when he held you.

“Please, Y/n.” He whispered as he held you tight.

“It’s the only way, Carl. He has to think I’m dead or he won’t let me go.”

“But I want you to stay here, with me.”

“I will, I’ll come back. I promise.”

You let go of his hands and stepped back, you could see Negan walking back towards the trucks, ready to go. Carl stared at you, his eyes full of longing. You kissed him on the cheek and whispered in his ear, 

“I’ll come back for you Carl Grimes. If it’s the last thing I do on this earth. You mean everything to me and even though I tried to hate you for what you did. I never could. So stick around. I won’t be long.” 

And with that you stepped up into the truck, as Carl jogged away back into Alexandria, you slammed the door shut. Negan came round the side of the truck.

“That kid wasn’t giving you any trouble was he, Y/n? Because you know I don’t like troublemakers.”

You smiled at him, “Nope, everything’s fine. He was just talking about how unfair the trade is.” You lied, rolling your eyes. “I don’t understand how though? It seems perfectly clear to me.”

Negan chuckled and nodded his head as he revved the engine. “Let’s go boys!” He yelled out the window to the rest of them. He pulled away and you watched Alexandria get smaller and smaller in the mirror. It didn’t matter though, you were going to be back.

When you got back to the Sanctuary, you went straight to your room and slumped on your bed. The drive had been long and it had been a pretty big day. You got changed and climbed into bed, you wished Carl’s arms could hold you right now but you weren’t sad because you knew they would soon. Once you lied down, you realised how tired you were and within a few minutes you fell asleep.

The next morning you woke up, got dressed and went to eat breakfast. Negan was there, he flashed a smile which you returned awkwardly. After eating, you went back to your room. You had to decide how you were going to get out of here. It didn’t make sense, you actually felt bad for Negan. He was treating your friends like shit but he had taken you in and you felt like you were betraying him by doing this. 

“It’s easier this way.” You said to yourself as you finished loading more clothes into your backpack. You had decided on a plan and you were praying it would work because you didn’t have a plan B.

You walked out your room and down the hall. You knocked on the familiar wooden door. A few seconds later, Negan opened the door to his room.

“Y/n? What a nice surprise. Come on in.”

You obeyed, you walked in and sat down in the chair he was gesturing to.

“What can I help you with?” He asked, sitting in the chair opposite.

“Er…” You couldn’t help but notice Lucille propped up next to the chair, “I wanted to know if I could go out on a run by myself?” You asked, “I need to clear my head and just be away from people for a little bit. Yesterday was quite overwhelming.” You added, looking up at him.

“Hm.” He nodded, “I understand what you mean but I needed to take you along. You needed to see how much better we are than them, bigger, stronger, safer.” He said looking you right in the eye.

“I’m glad you took me,” That one wasn’t a lie, “It was sort of closure, I’ve been wanting to get rid of them from my head and by seeing what a dump their life is now, I have.” You lied, smiling at him. You hoped you were a good actress.

“Uhuh. So when do you want to go?”

You blinked, you didn’t think it would be this easy.

“Possibly later today?” You asked.

He raised his eyebrows, “Are you sure? I mean you only just got back, surely today is a bit soon.” He stated. “God, someone would think you’re trying to get away from me!” He smiled but his eyes were dead serious.

You laughed awkwardly. “No. I just really needs to be alone for a while. There’s a lot of things I need to do.”

“Okay. Well, I’ll see you soon then.”

“Err, there’s one other thing actually. Would I be able to have a car?”

He raised his eyebrows once again, “How far are you planning on going?” He chuckled.

You smiled back at him, “Not far, I just want it so I feel safer. Incase I end up in the dark or something…” You trailed off.

He stood up, “Sure thing. Just don’t stay out too late.” He winked at you as you stepped out of his room. “See ya soon.” He finished, shutting the door. 

You breathed deeply as you walked back to your room. 

You had the note ready but you didn’t know what to do with it, 

I’m not right for this world. I feel like I am a burden to you. Don’t come looking for me. I don’t know if you’ll ever see this note but by the time you have, I’ll be dead. It’s better off this way, I can’t live with the pain anymore

.Thank you for everything,


You didn’t even know if the note was believable but you sat it down on your bed as you grabbed your backpack and headed out the door. You looked back at your room one more time before walking down the corridor, never to return. 

When you got outside there was a car ready, the kitchen people had put a sandwich and a bottle of water on the passenger seat. You threw your back pack in and set off. Whilst driving back, the day before, you had tried to remember the route, there were a few junctions but most of it was just straight road. You hadn’t learnt how to drive before the outbreak but Rick and the others had taught you when they first found you. You smiled, remembering the memories of you stalling 24/7 and Rick just laughing at you. 

You had been driving for about an hour when you saw it. It was a trip wire, you stopped the car and got out. You went up to the wire and followed it into the trees. It was linked to sirens; when the wire was moved, the sirens would blare, letting every walker in the nearest 70 miles it was dinner time. 

You walked back to the road, wary of the wire. You couldn’t take the car any further, you’d have to go on foot. You got all your stuff from the car and walked up to the wire. Extremely carefully and extremely slowly you stepped over the wire, it was only about 60 cm off the floor, high enough to catch the front of a car. You got one foot down on the other side and the other followed swiftly after. 

You reckoned you were about 5 miles from Alexandria and you were determined to get there. The sun was hot above your head as you trudged along the road. You weren’t bothered by many walkers but the ones you were, you dealt with swiftly using your knife. 

After walking for what seemed like an eternity, finally you could see the last corner up ahead. A smile spread across your face and your eyes lit up with joy. You quickened your pace wanting to round that corner more than anything in the world. 

As you rounded the corner, you saw them. Your emotions had been flipped since the last time you stood in front of the gates. As you walked closer, you looked up at the person on the wall. It was Carl, once he saw it was you he turned around and disappeared from sight. 

A few seconds later the loud clanging of the gate echoed around as Carl pulled it open to let you in. Before you even had the chance to say hello, Carl had run to you and crashed his lips onto yours. You stood there for a few minutes, holding each other, until Rick emerged at the gate,

“Y/n?” he said, “We didn’t think you were gonna be back so soon!” He smiled lovingly as Carl stepped to the side and Rick embraced you in a huge bear hug. You had tears in your eyes. You were so relieved to be back where you belonged.

Rick walked back inside and Carl grabbed your hand and pulled you in. Everyone was happy about your return, they all smiled and waved as Carl led you along the street. You thought you were going to go into Carl’s house or your house but you walked past them both.

“Where are we going?”

He didn’t respond, he just looked at you and winked, or blinked, it was hard to tell. 

You were confused. He stopped and came closer to you,“Shut your eyes…” He whispered, you did. You put your hand over your eyes as he led you further along the street.

“Watch your step,” he said. 

“I can’t, Carl. My eyes are closed.” 

He chuckled, “Okay then.” 

Suddenly his hands grabbed your sides and he lifted you up, carrying you like a baby. You laughed and clung onto his neck as he carried you to wherever you were going. You heard the creak of a front door and Carl took one step before kissing your forehead and putting you down on your feet. He turned you around and replaced your hand with his, over your eyes.

“Okay, open in 3…2…1.” he took his hand away.

You were stood in one of the houses in Alexandria, one you had never been in before. It was beautiful. Blue curtains hung beside large windows that looked out to the street giving the room a sense of calm. There were white sofas with large cushions propped on them and a soft blue blanket lay neatly on the side. 

Carl grabbed your hand and pulled you in further. The kitchen was all white with a large sink and another window above it. Carl led you upstairs to in front of a shut door. He looked at you and smiled before placing his hand on the door knob and pushing it open. 

You gasped, there was a huge king size bed in the centre of the room. A large wardrobe stood in the corner, when you walked over to it, you saw that it had been filled with all of yours and Carl’s clothes. You looked back at him, he was blushing furiously and smiling like a Cheshire cat.

“Carl? What is this?” You asked smiling at him.

He walked over to you and pulled you into a tight hug, “This, Y/n, is our new home.”

“What?” You looked up at him.

“I didn’t want you to live in your house anymore, all the bad memories are there. And even though there were good memories as well, it doesn’t matter because we are gonna make even more. Right here, right now.” He finished as he placed his hand on your jaw and pulled you into a soft kiss. You could feel the tears returning and your breathing hitched. Carl pulled away and looked at you worriedly.

“Y/n? What is it? I thought this was perfect for us…” He trailed off, a look of sadness overcoming him. He took his hand away from your face. 

You laughed through the tears, bringing his hand back to where it was, “It is Carl, and it is the best thing that has ever happened to me.”

His happiness returned as he pulled you into another bear hug. He wiped away your tears as he sat you down on the bed. You lay down and Carl lay next to you, holding you tight.

“I’m never gonna let go, Y/n.” He whispered into your ear. 

You snuggled in closer to him, everything was as it should be.

You didn’t want him to let you go, as he held you tight, you whispered softly, “It’s you and me, Carl. Forever.”

little girl

warning: brief violence, swearing

a/n: feel free to request:)

You bit down on your lip as a burning pain burst through you.
Five minutes apart, shit.

You ignored the pain in your abdomen as Maggie, Jesus, Enid, and other Hilltop members ran along side you. You all sprinted towards Alexandria. You loaded your gun as you snuck through the back entrance. You rubbed your hand across your swollen stomach.

“You two sure you can do this?” Jesus asked you and Maggie worriedly.

You rolled your eyes and shot him a smile,
“I could do this any day. Can Negan?”

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My Lordt(A Richonne Review 7x9)

First, the whole car sequence was so amazing. I’m a richonner, but I am an AVID Walking Dead Fan and that was some top level riveting stuff.(300+ zombie kill /fast and furious style /tandem style/ clothesline style.)

Second, Gregory was bout to catch them paws from Rick, but Michonne know her man, and intervened. The handhold outside, gah! The way they were smizing at each other. I was like, “yep, absolutely.” If I was there, I would be like “kiss, kiss. Do it. Do it.“

Third, right before they walked into the kingdom, Rick was about to go off again with Richard, but then Michonne spoke up. Then, before they leave to enter the gates,Rick looked at her and paused for just a second until she caught up with him. Then she gave him a quick stare and small, barely there, smile. (Real tears are flowing. Okay, I’m dying).

Fourth, Morgan and Rosita are trying my last patient nerve. Like,Glenn died Morgan. GLENN. And Rosita, girlllllll, Sasha didn’t steal your man. I thought y'all buried that hatchet. (Y'all got bigger fish to fry. Stop being petty).

Fifth, The whole The kingdom, Ezekiel, Carol, Morgan, Daryl side story is exciting to me. (Lots of ships I ship in this. Lol).

Sixth, After the fast and furious slice and dice, Michonne was on the other side of the highway and had to run from her side and across the median to get to that SUV. Rick noticed this and waited for her, almost dying in a herd. He is shook when he gets in the car and in disbelief. He wanted to save Michonne, but she can save herself. (When your wife is more badass than you).

My overall favorite. Seventh, Michonne sees that Rick is shook and smiles y'all. I love me a Michonne smile(she was super cute). Then she tells him that they made it, that he could smile. He still shook, so she got a bit hood and told him, “WE can make it.” (Slight head roll and all, I live).When that doesn’t sway his view, she leans in and whispers, “We’re the ones that live.” Then I get shook, because damnit. Rick got turned on. That-whole-breathing-onto-his-beard-with-her-lips-parted-and-her-locs-obscuring-her-face-so that-is-the-only-image -you -have-of-her-and-Rick looked like-he-wanted-her-to-climb-on -top-of-him-and-let-Carl-Rosita-and-Tara-watch. (And me.That whole sequence was, gah.)

Eight, love that Rick and Michonne have faith in Gabriel. (Cause Gabriel was winning me over for a bit, but next week should explain his side).

Nine, Carl imitating mom and pops with Enid. They had some stares and handholds. (Mini ship it).

Ten, Rick can smile all day everyday. I want this. I need this. Michonne can smile all day. Same want, same need. (This was a great episode for Myself).


Richonne fucking me up y'all.

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