TWD is About Zombies? You Mean it’s Not About Richonne and Grimes 2.0? Nah...I don’t believe you!
Sorry not sorry, I am so deep in this trashy ass landfill that all I can see is Richonne now. Rick and Chonne holding hands, Rick and Chonne kissing (squeeee), and if the spoilers are true some 7x12 banging!
Yeah yeah I hate Negan (with some serious passion tho), I’m glad Daryl and Carol got their moment together, zombies suck, and Shiva and Zeke are cool too…but man, do you see the way Rick looks at Michonne? Do you see how she breathes life into that man? How Carl and Judith (AKA the Side-Eye Samurai) both give Negan such a look of disgust that they had to learn that from their mama (I’m talking about you Chonne!)
FR everyone else on this show is alright, but Richonne and Grimes 2.0 is what keeps me interested. This show could legit JUST be about this family of badasses and I’m IN. I mean, does Michonne scold Rick for leaving those raggedy jeans on the floor instead of putting them in the hamper? Do Rick and Michonne need to have the birds and bees talk with Carl? Who changes Judith’s diapers or is on potty training duty the most? Do Michonne and Rick ask Aaron and Eric to watch the kids so they can have sex on Friday nights without worrying about making too much noise?! How would Michonne tell Rick she’s pregnant (need that baby soon!) This is the stuff my dreams are made of! I need this show in my life!
Summary: Jace Wayland was 4 years old when he first fell in love. When he was 9 years old he lost the little girl he loved and he’s been blaming himself ever since. Seventeen years later a mundane girl with an identifying necklace walks into his life and changes him forever.
Author’ notes: Sorry this took such a long time guys. I’ve been crazy busy. I hope you guys like it.
“ Woah woah! Calm down! My name is Y/N Y/LN. I’m a reporter for The
New Yorker, I’m investigating the recent murders of the four young women. I…. I
fallowed one of the detectives here.” I put my hands up in the air and
slowly backed away from the group.
“How can you see us?” The man keeps his arrow pointed at me,
not believing my story.
“What do you mean? You’re here, that’s how I can see you. Look, if
you don’t believe me, I have my reporter badge in my bag.” I open my bag
and riffle through my things to find my badge. Once I find it I hold it up in
front of me, the blond man grabs it from me and studies it.
“Jace, she has the sight, she’s one of us.” A woman steps
forward, she’s stunning, I stared at her in awe and notice that she’s holding a
“Guys, remember when I saw you kill that demon at Pandemonium? I
didn’t know about the shadow world then, but I was a Shadowhunter. What if
she’s the same as me? Maybe she’s a Shadowhunter.” A red-haired woman
looks at me along with the others.
“What are you talking about? Who was that man and why did he have
fangs? Why is the dog still here?” I step towards them cautiously as they study
me. The dog steps forward and becomes smaller and smaller until he morphs into
a man, Detective Garroway to be exact. He steps forwards and I take a step back
in shock, tripping over my heels and landing on my hands.
“Miss Y/N you’re relentless. Looks what you’ve gotten yourself
into.” Detective Garroway crouches down and looks at my hands, they were
cut open from the sharp rocks on the ground and my neck has been spurting blood
since that man cut it open, I didn’t realize how much blood I’ve lost until my
vision started to become hazy.
“She’s definitely has angel blood in her, I can smell it.” I hear
someone say before my head hits the ground and I close my eyes.
At the same time, she’s caught between her love for her partner, the love of her life, and who she is. She just knows in her gut and instinct and intellect that there’s always a way to fight. - Danai Gurira