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zoxiee · 2 years
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hi yes more of this please.
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sylvies-chen · 3 months
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the carl mention in this ep is still weighing on me so much because it was just so beautiful the way his memory lives on but also it got me thinking: you ever think that lori would be so relieved right now that rick and michonne have found each other because michonne is for rick what lori couldn’t be for him and also because there is at least someone other than rick who is still alive to mourn her son when so many others either can’t or aren’t…
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littlealeta · 1 year
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wolffoxnation2 · 4 months
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The absolute Loki slander in The Sword of Summer when he hasnt even done anything (yet) is hilarious to me.
Everyone is absolutely bullying this poor lad and he's just sitting there eating his purple pop tarts and talking to Magnus.
Gunilla: Loki and his spawn are pure evil and want to cause Ragnarok.
Samirah: My father is evil and i hate him.
Odin: Loki is not to be trusted he is pure evil! and manipulative and wants to start Ragnarok!
Meanwhile Loki: *eating poptarts and sitting on odin's throne* I dont wanna start Ragnarok, im having too much fun, you should probably not bring the sword to the place where its fated to start Ragnarok, bud. You should leave it with your uncle who is a Viking nerd and would probably love it. Also fuck the gods, they suck. Also i like you Magnus, youre funny :)
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(From Hammer of Thor) was just uneeded.
(also funfact we dont actually know what Loki is the god of. The fire giant thing was him being mixed up with Logi, a fire giant/god)
The worst thing he does in the first book is hold Rudolph's—Randolph fuck, whatever his name is— family hostage and burn him. But Magnus doesn't know that yet so theres not any reason for him to be hostile, infact Magnus has littarly expressed feeling sorry for Loki when Loki tells him about his punishment.
Also how is Thor the first, and likely only god to say that Loki isn't pure evil
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disappearinginq · 1 year
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Magnum PI season finale: 10/10, would kiss writers if given the opportunity.  
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villainspo · 1 year
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On at least one occasion, Doctor Doom gave a speech that was genuinely badass and uplifting.
Source: FF (2011) #9, by Jonathan Hickman (writer), Steve Epting (pencils), Rick Magyar (inks), Paul Mounts (colors), and Clayton Cowles (lettering)
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eg515 · 1 year
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Rick's contact picture and ringtone in Magnum's phone though 😂
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ssickprimus · 2 years
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i really. like really love early seasons rick. first season rick is my fav. like dang.
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this is literally the only rick, that truly matters to me lol. this one. all other future ricks are kinda/can be sorta fine, but mostly just meh.
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titxxn · 2 years
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( ... bro that walking dead episode was wILD )
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hazelnut-u-out · 7 months
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The direct contrast between C137’s fear of death and Prime viewing death as a badass event in his little game hit me hard.
It makes me wonder if Rick’s fear of death is symbolic (or even a manifestation) of his fear of being just like Prime.
Prime laughs. We’ve seen C137 pray to God for mercy.
Rick got all the way there, face to face, and Prime wasn’t even scared. He didn’t even care about living as long as the ending was fun.
To be honest, the whole experience seemed satisfying to Prime. It was all part of his sick game, almost as if he got to watch his cute little puppet do exactly what he wanted him to do.
He was still on top. Somehow still in control.
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Okay I am SO bitter that Jason's ivlivus (his coin-Sword/Spear) got destroyed and never returned after lost hero. I mean, that scene where his spear rose into the sky and a huge lighting crackled throughout the whole camp, when he got claimed as a son of Zeus and EVERYONE looked at him in shock and amazement, ESPECIALLY the ppl who made fun of him for not being claimed like 2 minutes ago?? It was so badass.
Ig that weapon cracking could be a symbolism of Jason leaving his Roman life, since the coin had a picture of Julius Caesar and everything, but still. Atleast give him a better weapon?
He got a lameo gladius from Hera instead. Rick seems SO keen on destroying every single good thing jason had sheesh 😭 like why do you hate him that much uncle Rick? Taking that sword away from jason was so petty lol
It would've looked so cool next to Percy's Riptide. Percy's Riptide is legit appeared as indestructible but Jason's snapped in the first book. this just feels like another one of Rick's "Percy-has-to-appear-op-so-i-am-going-to-make-jason-look-lame" moments. (And believe me there are SO many moments like this in the books it frustrates me to an extent, Percy is powerful enough and we KNOW that already, rick emphasizing that book after book and does that at the expense of making other characters look less cool gets a little overrated after a point, like we get it Rick, percy is unbeatable and invincible, nobody's gonna think otherwise if you give other character's the spotlight from time to time)
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carlsdarling · 11 months
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Homewrecker
Y/N being jealous and stealing Carl away from Enid. Bit more of a plot, then sex. Everyone is 18 or over.
WARNINGS: smut, nsfw, oral, cheating
You've had a crush on Carl for a long time, almost six months to be exact, when Rick found you alone in a vacant building, took you to Alexandria and you met his son. You were immediately fascinated by Carl and felt attracted to him - by his beautiful blue eye, his swift movements, his badass attitude and the lovable character that stood in sharp contrast to it. Over and over you dreamed of seducing him, at night caressing and fingering yourself, moaning his name and burying your head in your pillow so Glenn and Maggie, who had taken you in, wouldn't notice.
You lost your virginity a while ago, and there really wouldn't have been anything wrong with just approaching Carl and checking out if he felt anything for you, too, but there was Enid. His girlfriend. You were so jealous of Enid that you could have screamed with rage whenever you saw the two of them together. When you caught them making out in the paddock, you wanted to snap Enid's neck.
At that moment, you decided that it was not possible to go on like this and that you would fight for what you so desperately wanted, Carl.
One night, when you knew Enid was on guard duty and Carl wasn't, you went to find him at his house. Rick opened the door. "Um, is Carl around?" you asked. In your hand you had a couple of comic books as an alibi.
"Yeah," Rick replied. "He's in his room."
You walked up the stairs and knocked until Carl called, "Come in." He was sitting on the bed, hastily adjusting his bandage when he caught sight of you. You didn't care about his scar, you thought he was gorgeous, sexy and charming even with it. Carl simply had a great charisma, and you were all the more envious of Enid. But now she wasn't here, and this was your chance. "Hi, Y/N," Carl greeted you in surprise.
"Hi," you said in a soft, seductive voice and approached him, letting one spaghetti strap of your white top slip off your shoulder as accidentally.
Carl blushed slightly. "What... what are you doing here?" he asked uncertainly as you sat down close to him so he could smell your perfume and feel your body heat.
"I was feeling lonely," you purred, making big bedroom eyes. "And I thought maybe you could help me." You licked your lips lasciviously.
"Help? With what?" Carl was obviously a bit dumbfounded in this regard, so you gently grasped his chin, turned his head toward you, and kissed him on the lips. They felt soft and a little rough at the same time.
Carl took a startled breath. "What are you going to do?" He seemed embarrassed, but at least he didn't push you away right now. That gave you encouragement.
"I like you, Carl," you confessed, "I like you a lot, actually, and I want to show you."
"But I'm with Enid," he protested demurely. His expression was difficult to interpret.
"And has Enid ever suck you off?"
He turned bright red and shook his head.
"There you go," you would breathe a series of kisses on his neck, making him groan softly. You'd show him you were better than Enid. "I want to do this for you. That and more. You'll like it, I promise. I want to feel you, Carl. I need you. I need you badly, every night I think about you." Again you kissed him, and this time he returned the kiss, slipping his tongue into your mouth before hesitantly pulling away from you again.
He obviously had qualms about cheating on Enid, but Carl also couldn't deny that he was already aroused; he was building a visible tent in his jeans, and his breathing was rapid and frantic as his cheeks reddened. He was so cute. "It... it has to stay between you and me, though," he murmured. "You must not tell Enid about this."
"You have my word of honor," you promised, and immediately you were starting to make out and caress each other, until finally your hands slid under Carl's shirt and you stroked his back demanding. He smelled nice, clean and a little bit of fresh sweat.
He slipped the shirt off and tossed it to the floor, and for the first time you saw his lean, lightly muscled torso, the fair skin, the small tufts of underarm hair, and the strip of soft dark hair that ran from his belly button down and disappeared into his boxers. The sight nearly drove you crazy; so you grabbed Carl by the shoulders and made him lie on his back, then undid his belt and also undid the buttons of his jeans to pull them down to his knees. Carl let it happen, his eyes half-closed, and there was a damp stain at his light grey boxers. His cock was at full erection and was clearly visible under the fabric.
You scattered wet kisses around his belly button until Carl began to moan softly, then you grabbed the edges of his boxers and pulled them down as well. His erection really sprang out, his tip glistened with moisture, and your eyes grew wide: Carl was definitely on the bigger side. His pubic hair was dark and slightly curly.
"Wait," he said hoarsely, sitting up and stripping off his jeans and boxers. Carl was now completely naked, whereas you were still clothed. "I want to see you naked too, Y/N," he sighed, fumbling with your top and bra. Without further ado, you took both off, exposing your breasts.
Carl looked at them ravishedly. "God, you're beautiful," he whispered and began to fondle them, making your nipples hard.
"Lick them, please, Carl," you begged, and he gently began to kiss your right nipple, encircling it with his tongue and sucking on it. You cried out in pleasure and were now finally ready for him, wet as sin, but wanted to give him head first.
Tenderly you kissed his length and then took his cock in your mouth. He didn't quite fit, but Carl moaned heavily and curled his fingers in the pillow, lifting his hips as you sucked gently, letting go of him briefly every now and then to kiss the insides of his thighs and his belly. "Please, keep on sucking," he murmured, stroking your head and supporting your movements with his hand until you suddenly let go of him. His cock was wet with your saliva, veins protruding.
Carl was already in a state of complete euphoria, writhing on the bed whimpering softly and begging you to continue. You took off your shorts and panties. "No, I want you to fuck me now, Carl," you whispered in his ear, leaning over him. He grinded his cock against your belly.
"I've never done this before," he confessed, embarrassed.
"Well, I have," you replied plainly. You were only a year older than him, but unlike him, you had already had some experience. "Do you have any condoms?" He nodded over to his nightstand, and you pulled an as-yet-unopened pack out of the drawer. Jealousy flashed through your mind, because surely Carl had made these preparations for his first time with Enid. Well, screw Enid, you thought. Carl took one of the condoms, tore open the wrapper, and placed it precariously on his cock. "Oh, let me do it," you said impatiently, pushing his hand away and putting the condom on him yourself.
He awkwardly tried to lie on top of you, but you beckoned him to stay on his back. "I want to ride you," you said breathless with desire before guiding his cock to your willing pussy. "Be careful at the beginning," you whispered into Carl's ear. "Very gently."
Inches by inches he penetrated you, his whole body tense with excitement. It was wonderful to finally feel him inside of you. Instinctively, he began to make soft thrusts, and you moved your hips synchronously with him. You immediately found a rhythm together, and both of your moans and sighs filled the room. "It's so good," Carl moaned. "You're so tight and hot." His thrusts were getting faster and faster, and he was going into ecstasy, forgetting everything around him. "Y/N, I'm... I'm cumming, I'm..."
"Me too," you said, leaning forward so he could pull you close as he now reared up and shot his load into the condom, moaning heavily. A loud scream escaped you as you also climaxed. You looked lovingly into each other's eyes and shared a long kiss before you dismounted from him.
Carl removed the condom, knotted it, and wrapped it in a Kleenex before dropping it beside the bed, then hugging you tightly. "That was wonderful," he murmured exhaustedly, pressing little kisses to your lips.
"Yes," you replied, "I have patrol in a minute. I have to go," you said regretfully a moment later.
"I don't want you to go," Carl pouted.
You gave him a kiss on the forehead and got ready to leave. "I have to though," you said, gathering up your clothes.
"Um, Y/N..." said Carl shyly. "Can we maybe do this again?"
You jammed your hands into your sides. "Depends," you informed him. "If you pick me and dump Enid, we can do it every day," you offered with a seductive glance in your siren eyes.
The next night, just as you were about to go to bed, Glenn called you to come downstairs. "You got a guest," he said, perplexed. "Carl's out on the veranda."
Carl looked toward you with a smile on his lips as you closed the door behind you. "I just broke up with Enid," he said, embracing you and immediately kissing you passionately. "I want to be with you."
You won.
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vanvelding · 8 months
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I'm going to say one of the nicest things I can about a show about Star Trek: Lower Decks
They played us like a string quartet.
(Spoilers for 4x09: "The Inner Fight")
Lower Decks was sold a Star Trek/Rick & Morty mashup from the start. The first scene is a drunken Mariner literally harming her sidekick, Boimler. It practically screamed, "Mariner & Boimler a hundred tours! Double-u, double-u, double-u dot Mariner and boimler dot com!"
But of course, it also had Star Trek references. One of the earliest is "Who would win in a fight? Khan or Roga Danar?" Why would anyone else in The Federation know or care who Roga Danar is? And there's no imagination on display for the oldest referential paradigm, "Who would win in a fight?" Lazy. Bullshit.
Of course before the end of season one, Lower Decks showed us it was more than that. Boimler was gaining the kind of experience he needed. The story hinted very strongly that Mariner had been in Starfleet a LONG time. She wasn't a omnicompotent mary sue; she was a Commander with her own philosophy/trauma that compelled her to remain an Ensign.
It was a good show and it stood on its own. The references were used well to create interesting stories ("Twovix"), as part of the setting ("Hear All, Trust Nothing"), or just as a gag here and there ("Kayshon, His Eyes Open" and, like a dozen others). The references to the setting become the background radiation, remarkable in how deep a cut they really are (Vendorians?). I've described it to many people as "Star Trek, but everyone has watched Star Trek."
What it wasn't, was related to its namesake. "Lower Decks" was a surprisingly heavy episode about the younger members of the Enterprise crew and their perspective on the missions of galactic import that the viewer usually enjoys an omnisicent view of.
Lower Decks mentions our main cast don't have that omniscient view, but Mariner is a stone-cold badass, Rutherford was part of a secret effort to develop artificial intelligence, Tendi is the Mistress of the Winter Constellations, and Boimler--actually Biomler is no more exceptional than any other Starfleet officer.
So when we get our main cast and the senior officers into a room and they mention Nick Locarno, our thought is, "LOL, another reference. This one from TNG. Not particularly deep. LOL, Boimler is a Beverly Crusher fanboy. I guess it makes sense, they have the character model from the episode with Tom Paris. Clearly, Robert Duncan McNeil is happy to do some voice work. We'll probably make a reference to how much he looks like Tom Paris.
"lol"
Look, if you figured it out then pat yourself on the back. Me? I filed away another reference. I didn't realize that Nick Locarno was connected to the episode of TNG that was this entire series' namesake. The characters even say, "Who?" which is one of the first times they don't get a Star Trek reference. Because Nick Locarno isn't a part of the Star Trek universe they view with an enthusiastic fandomness; it's part of their dramatic history, whether they know it or not.
"ha-ha, I guess Nick Locarno is too deep a cut for the show that called back to Morgan fucking Bateson."
But whatever, A-plot/B-plot. Gags about Starfleet habitually rolling up to seedy establishments in uniforms while looking for information, which is subverted by Captain Freeman being fucking genre savvy (also, wasn't she going to be promoted before getting arrested at the end of season two? I guess getting framed for a crime was deemed to be not very 'admiral-able'). Mariner ends up in a cave with a Klingon taking shelter from a crystal rain.
The pieces are there. Mariner was an ensign during The Dominion War. Two to three years before The Dominion War, Wesley Crusher left Starfleet, our Nick Locarno expy Tom Paris was recruited to Voyager, and Sito Jaxa was an ensign.
And Nick Locarno is in play.
We could have figured it out! We're in the narrative and emotional third act of this series (Tendi gave us the "We'll always be friends" speech last week)! Everyone regular just sat in a room trying to figure out how to help Mariner; we were one fruit salad analogy away from an intervention with Dr. Migleemoo!
Mariner escapes from Cardassian interrogation chambers for fun!
But Locarno is just another TNG reference, like Beverly Crusher. Background radiation. The season's story arc is something original to Lower Decks, which it's proven it's unafraid to do at this point. The series has no relation to "Lower Decks"
And then they fucking hit us with it; Beckett Mariner knew Sito Jaxa. They were friends. Then Jaxa died.
That's Mariner's trauma (that and The Dominion War).
And I didn't see it because I came to see Lower Decks as a series that stood on its own merits as a show while calling back to earlier Treks in a light, non-committal way. And I credit that solely to the writing of the show which leveraged both of those qualities to make an entertaining show that I like before, but now respect.
Just amazing stuff.
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thosewildcharms · 15 days
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Hi, do you have any headcanons about Rick with RJ and Judith after TOWL?
sure! most of these are about the grimes family as a whole because michonne is the beating heart of the family yk!!
under a read more because apparently i had more to say than i realized (shocking). some of these are copied from previous posts!
antony azor who plays rj is apparently very shy and reserved but opened up unexpectedly with andrew lincoln and so obviously this is also exactly what happened with rick and rj. father and son bonded INSTANTLY
part of this is because rj (like antony) is very shy and reserved and rick gets that and so they can just be quiet together and still feel like they're bonding. as rj gets older, whenever he needs to think something through he asks rick if they can do some sort of project together, and through that he works through whatever he has going on.
his first night back, judith asks rick to finish reading the wizard of oz to her because he never got a chance to. it takes a good five minutes for him to compose himself but she does finally get the full story from her dad. michonne and rj join them because they both love hearing stories the most when rick is the one telling them.
I think rick definitely got back into farming post towl since that is his ~zen place. judith and rj have the idea to grow flowers for michonne, and the three of them plant her a small private garden as a surprise. they even build her a little bench to sit on and everything. after it's finished they have all their family picnics there :')
I think this is less my personal headcanon and more a collective fandom headcanon but rick DEFINITELY does call rj "junior" and he is the ONLY one allowed to do so. If anyone else tries they get the rick grimes head tilt and squint from both of them.
they as a whole family have all kinds of Secret Family Things (like the code names for security shoto/daito/brave man/little brave man). for example they have a family whistle that has different variants for different ~situations. it's kinda silly but they all get very into it and take it very seriously!
speaking of family rituals, family dinner is REALLY important to them!!! I'm always thinking about that one dinner scene in early season 9 where michonne, judith and rj are quietly/sadly sitting in that dark dining room with that empty chair where rick is supposed to be. NOW their kitchen is bright and loud and cheerful and they all cook together and use herbs and spices from their family garden :')))
during the week or so leading up to judith and rj's respective birthdays, Rick gives them each a gift for each year he missed. like an advent calendar of missed birthdays. Idk what he gets them exactly but rick king-of-gift-giving grimes would figure something out. michonne helps out a lot by filling him on the things they both enjoyed throughout their childhoods
(he does the same for michonne btw. a gift for every year he missed. they never cared about birthdays before but he's still making certain things up to her)
now that rick and michonne are back together they find it much easier to talk about all the people they lost. judith and rj's favorite stories are the ones about their brothers, carl and andre.
i love the idea of scene very similar to the one in towl 1x05 where richonne get mugged only to turn the situation around in .5 seconds only this time it's the whole family being badass and intimidating to a stranger who thought they could try it
as we know from towl, rick and michonne are fucking insane :') but eventually they realize judith and rj out-crazy both of them combined (much like carl did, rip king) and they are EXTREMELY proud :')
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aurasplanet · 28 days
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HERE FOR YOU
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warnings :: reader is struggling with self image, sucky ass ending i kinda didn’t know what to do with this
ron anderson x reader
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you met ron when your group came to alexandria — rick’s group. he showed you and carl around, and he couldn’t help but be so interested in you. your comforting aura, surrounded by tough walls that refused to let the wrong people in. it intrigued him.
he wouldn’t leave you alone, not until you let your hesitance go and let him in. he eventually wormed himself a spot in your heart, becoming your best friend second to carl. when he thought the traumatic events you’d endured out of the walls were consuming you he’d distract you from the thoughts, taking you back to his house to play games or read comics.
it eventually grew to talking, he was able to have you open up more and learn why you were so on edge about this place and the people. you didn’t want to go soft. he’d always reassure you with little jokes about you being the most badass person he’s ever met, followed by pulling you into long hugs that began to last a little too long.
your heart was becoming too attached, and your insecurities grew and grew. he just loved talking about you, how cool you were; all the things you went through and learned. but you were forgetting, you were going soft, you were losing the likability you thought he had for you. the growing crush didn’t help with these feelings.
you tried distancing yourself, which proved to be hard since ron is a very persistent person. always wanting to know the why, the reasons.
he saw you on your porch one day, sitting on the top step carving your initials into the house you’d claimed. everyone knew it was you and carol who lived there, but just in case something happens, just in case you have to leave. you wanted to leave your mark on the place.
“how many dead ones have you gutted with that thing?” ron’s voice interrupts you, standing on the step below you. you look up and squint your eyes to see him through the blazing virginian sun behind him. you wet your lips and sigh, thinking back to the time you purely ran on survival mode. you’re afraid you couldn’t do that again if you tried.
ron takes in your expression, stepping up one and sitting down next to you. he places his hand on your knee, head turned to look at you despite your eyes avoiding his. “i’m sorry, should i not have brought that up?” when you don’t respond he continues, “it’s just… so cool and unimaginable what you’re able to do, you know?”
you laugh dryly, sticking your blade into your belt and giving him a sour smile. “is that all?” ron tilts his head in confusion at your sharp tone,
“did i do something?”
you sigh and turn to him, leaning against the railing of the steps. it takes everything in you to not blush at his naturally frown-y face that looks just a tad grumpier than usual. “no, it’s just… is that all that’s interesting about me?” ron furrows his brows and shakes his head, opening his mouth to speak. “i swear i’m losing the skills i once had and i’m worried you’ll just leave when i’m not so ‘cool’ anymore.”
there’s a beat of silence while he just looks at you incredulously, followed by a small chuckle. “one, everything about you is cool,” ron shifts so he’s face to face with you and grabs your hands. “two, is that so bad? that you’re forgetting some of your skills i mean… it’s safe here. you fought long enough, i find that amazing, but also this girl now that’s able to let go.”
you don’t say anything, shuffling so you can lay your head on his shoulder. you feel your cheeks heat up when he kisses the top of your head, “if anything happens, i’ve been training. i’m here for you.”
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zionangel · 10 days
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As I have many times in my life, I find myself rolling up to a new fandom years late to the party, but no less enthusiastic for it. Unsurprisingly, it happened because of one of those completely bonkers off the wall amazing ships you get sometimes. Who was it this time?
Rick and Michonne, of course!
I never watched The Walking Dead myself when it was on, because I don't like zombies and gore. But my mother watched, so I remember catching bits of a few episodes. (Of course I loved the three little dogs the janitor leader guy at the nursing home had in S1. I saw Sophia running away from the herd and into the woods, and a few weeks later Sophia coming out of the barn. My mother loves Carol, of course. On the night of the season finale that Negan appeared, I looked up spoilers to see who died before the episode was over, and then broke the news to my mom that she wasn't gonna find out until next season. She was so mad.) And of course I'm a huge nerd of the Comic-Con variety, I'm here on Tumblr, and I don't live under a rock (or at least I didn't then) so I knew the basics: zombies, a sherrif or two, that badass chick with the sword (I am always in favor of women with swords), the kid with the hat, and that one scruffy-looking guy that everybody loves who's not in the comics. And I remember thinking they had probably jumped the shark when I heard the kid with the hat died.
But then of course, That Reunion Scene happened, and a gifset made its way to my dash. And I mean we've all seen how compelling that amazing shit is. Next thing you know I'm lurking around the Tumblr Richonne fandom and reading up on the original show. I kept up with the new episodes of TOWL on Tumblr each week (bless Tumblr gifsets and the new styles of media consumption that they make possible). But I didn't start watching the original show on Netflix until after TOWL ended - I was not about to start down that rabbit hole for a doomed ship, but of course I was not disappointed. I dawdled around for weeks not wanting to watch the episode where Carl died (killing him off was as stupid as killing Tony Stark my god) and now I'm dallying around leading up to the bridge episode, and I'm certainly wary of watching almost three seasons of Michonne being sad or absent entirely on a show that is admittedly very depressing in general and maybe not so great for my mental health in large doses, ahem. So today I decided to say screw it and start on TOWL.
(BTW, just in general I highly recommend just ditching shows if they stop making you happy. Honestly. Whether it's years before the show ends, or if you just want to skip what you know is a depressing series finale. You will spare yourself so much grief.)
Anyway I'm not quite at the point where Rick, poor brainwashed traumatized idiot sandwich that he is, tries to send Michonne away from the CRM, and as wonderful as it, it's late and I've spent too much time typing this meandering post anyway.
For however many active followers I may still have, fair warning that I will be queueing up a lot of Richonne stuff the coming days/weeks.
Also, you can expect at least one post about how Rick and Michonne are basically Neo and Trinity. (They're both my favorite type of ship, soulmate battle couples.)
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