Any personal headcanons on Rick and Michonne as a couple? Like their favorite things about the other, what they argue about, love languages ect. lol they’ve set up camp in my brain and I just want more of them 🙇🏻‍♀️

this is so funny because i've been thinking about their love languages ever since danai did that interview with YNB after 1x04! yvette said rick's is words of affirmation and michonne's is acts of services, and I definitely agree but I also think they display pretty much all of them, and quite a bit? rick is obviously into giving gifts and loves quality time (family fun day, begging her to spend just a few more days on the road in 7x12) and to say they both love physical touch is an understatement. this gorgeous gifset highlights it all beautifully.

anyway, some headcanons~

I really don't think they argue about much? they are very in sync most of the time. historically their big arguments are about how to handle major threats (negan, the crm, rick's PTSD) and since nothing bad is ever happening to them ever again because I said so there's no need to fight about those things anymore

michonne's favorite things about rick are how affectionate he is with his family, his strength, his accent, and his hair

rick's favorite thing about michonne is everything

i actually think they talk about books a lot. they're both nerdy as hell in different ways and love that about each other

michonne likes to cook and is very experimental while rick likes to bake (mostly secret family pie recipes) and they love feeding each other and their kids

michonne absentmindedly sings and does little dances when she's doing things around the house and rick stops whatever he's doing to lean against the wall and watch her and smile

that scene we saw in 9x01 where they cuddle up in bed and unpack their day was a ritual they started way back at the prison, even though back then it was obviously platonic (we do actually see them talking when everyone else is asleep several times throughout twd). they would linger and chat before heading to their respective cells at night. in the six years michonne spent without rick, she continued the tradition herself, talking to him out loud alone in their bedroom

rick DEFINITELY teases michonne about being oblivious to his feelings for her before The Couch

michonne hits back by teasing him about Whatever the Fuck He Was Doing With Jessie 💀

you didn't ask for grimes family headcanons but:

after they got home, michonne has a moment like that scene at the end of kill bill vol 2 and has a near silent hysterical laugh-cry of relief by herself in the bathroom before calmly walking back out to join her family. only rick notices

rick on the other hand is afraid to let any of them out of his sight. he spends the first six months he's back home being a total insomniac watching the three of them sleep because he's afraid if he closes his eyes he'll wake up alone back at the CRM

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

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

rick and michonne do have an actual wedding ceremony, but it's just for them, judith and rj.

Save Me: Chapter 51 - Standing Strong and Carrying On

~Hey guys! Chapter 51 is out now :) I also hope everyone is well and enjoying Save Me so far :) Make sure to check out my master list for this story (parts 1 and 2 are posted on my page)~

With Ezekiel's fair at the Kingdom on the arrival, Molly makes overwhelming discoveries about her loved ones as Lydia and Henry continue to grow closer.

When I awoke, I walked past Lydia's room to see her door wide open, bed made and curtains open.

I have to admit I did panic slightly.

But, upon bounding down the stairs and peering round into the kitchen, I found her gathering fruit from the pantry and putting them onto plates.

'Morning!' she said smiling.

I watched her in awe and just folded my arms as I lent against the doorframe.

'Wow, Lydia! Thank you' I said as I smiled at her.

'So, I have exciting news...' I said as I munched on an apple.

She looked up immediately with wide eyes as I told her of Ezekiel's plan.

He wanted to put on a fair, to show off our communities and because we hadn't been the same since Rick, we could all use it to come together.

It would be at the Kingdom and all the communities would bring something to show or contribute in some way.

'What's a fair?' Lydia asked in confusion.

'It's all about having fun, there will be games, food and prizes to win' I said happily as I reminisced about my first fair with my sisters.

'That sounds like fun' she said smiling.

I agreed and was about to ask her to come and help me in the fields but Luke came racing in saying 'Michonne is on the line for you Molly!'.

I sighed and nodded.

'I'll be back soon' I told Lydia as I looked back over my shoulder and walked to the office.

'Hey Mich' I spoke through the walkie talkie.

'Alexandria will not provide for the fair' she said cooly.

I paused.

'What d'ya mean Michonne? It would be good for all of us, we haven't all been together for a whi-' I started until she interrupted.

'We don't have enough resources, I'm sorry' she replied nonchalantly.

'Wait Mich, is everything okay?' I asked worriedly.

My mind immediately darting to Negan, though I wouldn't give that away.

'We just can't, I'm sorry' she repeated and then disconnected the line immediately.

What the hell?, I thought to myself as I slowly put down the walkie talkie.

Luke came through and asked, 'everything okay?'.

I was still consumed by my thoughts and zoned out.

'Molly?' he asked again.

'I don't know, something's wrong with Michonne. Alexandria isn't coming to the fair but I think it's more than that' I said as I darted out of my chair and walked outside.

For the entire day, my mind was preoccupied with questions about Michonne.

I hoped she wasn't just saying everything was fine when they were actually dealing with a shit storm and she just didn't want me to get involved because she knew I would come running.

Out of the corner of my eye, just as I was loading boxes of fruit and veggies into the truck for the fair, I saw Daryl walking back into the compound.

He had been to Alexandria so I knew he would know more if anyone did.

I raced down to him.

'Daryl!' I shouted as he nodded in response.

'Do you know what's going on with Michonne? Is everything at Alexandria okay?' I asked frantically.

He stood still silently as he took off his crossbow and ushered me away from any listening ears.

'There was this group, a woman and a bunch of kids. The leader knew Michonne from way back so they took them in at Alexandria and they tried to take Judith...' he said angrily.

'What?!' I asked in a raised voice, making people turn their heads to watch us.

'I went with her and we found Judith but she had to kill her friend and the kids. Since then she hasn't really trusted nobody' he said softly.

I just stared at him in shock, 'oh my god, shit and after Rick. But she knows us, we're family' I said quietly.

Daryl just shrugged his shoulders sadly, clearly not wanting to say anymore, he walked away.

Lydia's POV//

After walking around Hilltop for a while alone, I passed by Henry who was working at the Blacksmiths.

I waved and smiled at him awkwardly as he did the same.

I bowed my head down and walked passed only to see that he had taken off his apron and ran after me.

'Lydia!' he shouted.

'I thought you were working?' I asked mockingly.

'I was, but I'm on my break and I want  to show you something' he said excitedly as he ran past me.

'C'mon!' he shouted back as I giggled and ran after him.

I followed him all the way to this old abandoned hut in the far corner of one of the fields.

'Hey!' one of the workers yelled as we darted through the grass, both of us giggling as we sprinted out of sight.

'What is it?' I asked as I felt my cheeks flush red in embarrassment at not knowing things a normal teenager would.

'It's my den, the other kids use it but mostly it's mine. I have one at the Kingdom too' he said as he held out his hand for me to hold as he helped me up the ladder.

I crept in and wandered around, touching all of the objects that sat on the shelves.

I held up a bottle and frowned.

'That's rum' Henry answered as he chuckled.

I knew at least what that one was.

My dad used to drink a lot, before and after the world changed.

My mom always told me to avoid it, it makes you weak she said.

I put it down hastily as I spun back around to see Henry standing right behind me.

I gasped in fright, 'sorry' he said softly.

'Why did you come back for me?' I asked deflectively to hide how I was really feeling.

'I wasn't gonna let them take you if you didn't wanna go. It was the right thing to do' he replied proudly.

I scowled.

'No, it was a stupid thing to do. You made my mother look weak, she won't let this go. She can't' I retorted.

'Then we'll run' Henry said as he shrugged his shoulders and turned around to pick up two sticks.

'There's nowhere to run! I like it here but I'm a burden, I know that. She'll find us anywhere we go' I said sadly.

'There's a whole world out there Lydia, we'll find somewhere for us' he replied as he walked closer again.

'This one's yours, I made it. It's just oak but it has a sharpened end for walkers' he said now smiling again as he handed it to me.

I had never gotten any gifts before.

I looked at it, admiring the work and craft that he had put in to making it.

'Why did you come back for me Henry? For real this time' I said as I looked back up at him.

He paused, taking a step closer until our noses were almost touching.

'I care about you Lydia...' he whispered as I automatically pushed my lips against his.

He placed his hands on my face for a second until we heard, 'hey!'.

We both jumped and turned to see Daryl standing outside the hut.

'Get back to work!' Daryl yelled at us both as we frantically climbed down and marched past him.

Molly's POV//

I moved through the fields, wiping my brow as the sun beat down on my face.

I looked up to see Daryl marching behind Henry and Lydia, he looked stern so I wiped down my trousers and walked over to them.

'Everything okay?' I asked Daryl as Henry scowled at him and went over to talk to Earl, our Blacksmith.

He murmured 'mhm' and shot Lydia a warning look before he whistled for Dog and went out again.

'Lydia?' I asked with concern as she looked down.

'Could I ask you something?' she said nervously.

I ushered her over to the picnic bench and as we sat down she told me about her kiss with Henry.

I smiled and chuckled slightly.

'Do you like him?' I asked as though I was her older sister.

'Yeah, he gave me this' she said as she smiled at the wooden stick.

I nodded, 'Henry's very thoughtful' I replied smiling.

'You're not gonna take it off me? It's a weapon' she asked.

'I'm not gonna take it off you, all of us have weapons. It's time we built a little trust around here' I said softly just as the gates opened.

'Who's that?' Lydia asked.

I paused until I could see better.

'It's Michonne and Judith' I replied, half smiling, half frowning.

I got up to see Judith running to me.

'Auntie Molly!' she said excitedly.

'Hi sweetheart!' I said as I pulled her into a hug.

'Hi Molly' Michonne said as she smiled weakly, still reeling from our conversation.

'What are you guys doing here?' I asked Michonne as Judith went over to sit with Lydia and introduced herself.

'You were right, you both were' she said as she indicated to Judith.

'I shouldn't have been so closed off as I was, you see-' she started before I pulled her into a hug.

'I understand, Daryl kinda told me what happened. I'm sorry you had to go through that, but even more so that you had to do it alone' I spoke as I squeezed her tightly.

'You do what you need to for the people you love, I guess I'd forgotten that for a while...' she said sadly.

I knew she meant Rick.

'You're here now, that's all that matters' I said as we smiled at each other.

Michonne looked past me and saw Lydia.

'Go on, say it' I said mockingly, knowing full well that she wouldn't approve.

She shook her head and smiled.

'I'm proud of you, you were a better person than I was in that moment. I wanted to kill her but you gave her a life here, a home' she said.

I turned around and watched Lydia happily giggle with Judith.

'Yeah, yeah she's a good kid' I replied proudly.

'I'm sorry I have been so distant lately, so curt' she continued.

'Truth is, I have been struggling with how to tell you something...' she added nervously.

I turned to her and cocked my head, anxiously waiting for her to continue.

'I let Negan out of his cell, he now picks tomatoes and does laundry. I figured that the bastard would be good for something and I was right' she said sarcastically.

My eyes widened, I teared up so fast I could barely see and pulled her into a tight hug once more.

'Michonne! I can't thank you enough!' I said smiling.

'Yes well, one foot out of place and he's back there full time' he said sternly.

I felt so light, like this weight had been lifted off of me and even though people still disliked Negan, they at least trusted him slightly more than before.

I always knew that this day would come and it was finally here, the start of our life where we can openly be together.

Series: Apocalyptic Title: Goth Queen Part 2 Character: Negan, Simon TV: The Walking Dead Warnings: None Photo/GIF credits go to the original maker/owner Simon parts dedicated to @kijilinn 😘 The Goth Queen paced the floors, her fingers mindlessly playing with her bottom lip. They were back in the viewing room; Negan and Simon roaming around, being nosy. She had pictures here and there, some on the mantel and the side table. Negan picked one up, his brows raised as he showed Simon. “You have a kid?” he asked, turning to her. Looking up, she dropped her hand from her mouth, “I did,” Simon nodded at her, “I'm sorry, Ma’am.” “Nice to see someone has some manners… Thank you.” The Goth Queen smiled sadly. “Pssfft, I have fucking manners,” Negan said, putting the picture frame down. She rolled her eyes, “I'm sure you do, Honey.” “Goth Queen?” A soft, feminine voice came from the doorway. “Yes?” “The rooms are ready for our guests,” Goth Queen noticed Simon stand just a little taller as her friend came into the room more. Linnette “Linn” Birkwood was a woman that Goth Queen had met before the outbreak. She had worked on Linn’s husband who had passed away from a rare form of cancer. Her hair was piled on top of her head, a couple tendrils framing her face and glasses sitting on the bridge of her nose. Her t-shirt, jeans and sneakers were dark in color. Stalking up to Negan and Simon, Goth Queen put on her best sneer, “Your men so much as breathe the wrong way near my people and I will feed them to the Termites. Am I clear?” Negan smirked, leaning back to stare at her, “As crystal, Sweetheart,” “Yes Ma'am,” Simon walked around Goth Queen at her nod, hurrying to the door to open it for Linn. “So, what's your name, Sweetheart?” Negan asked, sitting down on the victorian couch. The door shut with a soft click. “Certainly not Sweetheart,” Negan squinted, puckering his lips slightly as he grinned, “Oooo, feisty aren't we?” “My true name is not of importance. The matter at hand, which is The Termites, are.” He shrugged, putting his arm on the back of the couch, “Alright. What do you know of them?” “They're from Georgia and they're cannibals….” Goth Queen trailed off, wanting to mention more, but not sure if she should. Negan sighed, leaning forward, letting his arms rest on his knees, “Listen, I can't help you if there's not full disclosure. I sure as shit am not sending my men in blind to take care of a problem that I know nothing about.” He watched as she worried her bottom lip with the tip of a fang. “Fine,” she sighed, “Follow me.” Grabbing Lucille, Negan gave Goth Queen enough space, but that didn't stop him from staring at her ass. °°°°°° The long hall, lined with cement smelt of sulfur, the stench of death heavier than it was upstairs. Water dripped from the many pipes that filled the void above them. Every now and again, they'd step in puddles, the soles of their shoes squeaking as they kept up their pace. The second door on the left was where Goth Queen stopped at. Taking the torch that she used to light the way, she held it up to the placard on the door. Do not enter alone! “The fuck you takin’ me Goth?” Negan asked, nervousness setting in. “Whatever you, do not provoke what is behind this door. All my hard work will be wasted if I have to end it.” He studied her for a few moments before nodding. With a deep breath, she opened the door, the rusty metal screeching as it hit the wall. She put the torch in first, looking from side to side, then stepped in. Gurgling echoed off the walls, making Negan tense. Goth Queen walked over to another torch, lighting it and several others. The dim light was still difficult to see through, but the sound of rattling chains rushing towards them had Negan at the ready with Lucille. Negan jumped back as an odd looking walker snapped at him, “What the shit?!” Blood fell from it's mouth, though it was more like a thick, black tar. Goth Queen put a hand on Negan's arm to steady him, “This was one of the cannibals. We found him wandering near the perimeter acting strange.” Negan looked down at her pale, tattooed hand, then up to her face. “He died down here, but we can't tell from what exactly.” The Walker was finally bored of trying to reach them, the arms falling to it's side as it continued to growl. Negan had had enough, “What the fuck kinda place you running here, Goth?!” She smiled, taking her hand and placing it on his pec. Immediately his eyes went to her fangs, watching her tongue tap the tip of the sharp tooth. Patting his chest, she let her hand glide across, “Be a good boy and I just might tell you.” °°°°°° “Simon!” Negan yelled as he jogged up the stairs. The child like voice from the shadows scoffed, “No filter and no volume control as well,” “Why you little-” The door to Simon’s room swung open, him standing in the doorway, zipping up his jeans. He was shirtless as well. Negan's eyebrows shot up. He looked behind Simon to find the woman he had just met from downstairs, putting on her shirt. “Jesus, Negan, really!?” Simon hissed, pissed off at being interrupted. Negan put his hands up in surrender, “Sorry my man. If I knew you were gonna bone the help, I'da stayed back,” Simon closed his eyes at the sound of Linn gasping then sniffling. She buttoned her pants and grabbed her shoes as she scurried from the bedroom. “Linn!” Simon called out to her retreating form. “You and your goddamned mouth Negan!” he bit out, scowling at his friend. Negan looked embarrassed for a moment, rubbing the back of his neck, “Sorry, Simon, really.” Rolling his eyes and turning back to his room, he yanked on his shirt, fumbling with the buttons. “We need to get Rick, bring him back here,” “Shit…” “Yeah, shit,” °°°°°° Rick stood from his crouched position by the wall, checking out the weak point that had become problematic. He glared at the sight of Negan and Simon, in no mood to deal with the pissing contests today. “Well if it isn't my good ol’ pal Rick!” “You're way early. We still have fives days before next pick up.” Rick growled. Negan laughed, licking his lips, listen here Rick the Prick, “Oh don't worry about that now. We have bigger fish to fry… Man fish sounds amazing right about now!” Simon stood behind Negan, his arms folded as he nodded, “Yes it does.” “What do you want?!” Negan pointed at Rick, his face serious, “I want you not to take that tone with me. Do you understand?” Rick bit the inside of his cheek. “Now, we're gonna need you to go on a little trip with us,” “To where?” “Elm Grove,” Rick's eyes widened at the name of the forbidden town. “How'd you-” “The how's aren't important. What you need to do is get some shit together and get in the fucking truck,” Rick begrudgingly went back into the walls of Alexandria. When he came back out, he had a bag… and two others with him. Daryl and Michonne. “They go, or you go alone,” Negan rolled his eyes, “Fucking fine’.” °°°°°° Rick, Daryl and Michonne all looked around the viewing room of the parlor. “What kind of place is this?” Michonne asked in wonder. “This was Elm Grove’s Funeral and Crematorium. “ The Goth Queen said, entering the room. All three from Alexandria turned at the voice, taking in her appearance. “I'm known as Goth Queen,” she smiled, her fangs showing. “What the hell is going on here?” Rick demanded. Goth Queen raised a brow, “No need to take that tone Rick,” “Jesus Christ, thank you!” Negan cheered. “Shut up,” both Rick and Goth Queen directed at Negan, while staring one another down. “You have Negan drag me here, putting my people in danger. What for?” Rick demanded, putting his hands on his hips. With her arms crossed and her torso bent forward at a slight angle, Goth Queen advanced towards Rick slowly. “Because we are all in danger, Mr. Grimes. You've traveled from Georgia, am I correct?” Rick nodded, sharing a look with Daryl and Michonne. “We have… an infestation of pests. I've dubbed them Termites given that they're from a place called Terminus,” “Shit,” Daryl cussed. “We killed them,” Michonne stated, a frantic look in her eyes, “all of them.” Goth shook her head, “I'm afraid you didn't… and now, there is a sickness among them.” “What kind of sickness?” Daryl asked, putting his hands under his arms. Goth shrugged, “I'm not sure… that is what I'm trying to find out,” “So what is it that you're wanting us to do?” Rick asked. “Go out, beyond the walls and capture a live Termite. Bring them back here so that I may question them and then run tests. You will be compensated for your troubles,” “With what?” Daryl asked, shifting his feet. “Medical supplies. I can even make certain medicines,” “Let me speak to my people for a moment,” Rick huddled up with Michonne and Daryl. Linn came in with a small basket that had water bottles in it for the guests. She paused upon seeing Simon, him leaning against the fireplace talking to Negan. He straightened when he saw her, nodding in her direction. It broke his heart seeing her cut her eyes to the floor. Goth Queen touched Linn’s arm, “You alright Linnette?” “I'm fine,” Linn nodded, “here's some water for the new arrivals,” she placed the basket on the coffee table. Goth gripped Linn’s arm, speaking in a firm tone, “What happened? Did Simon force himself?” Linn’s eyes flew up to Goth’s as she shook her head, “What? No! He just…” Her cheeks heated, as she felt his gaze on her. “Ohhh, you got you some, huh?” Goth teased, trying to make Linn smile. The smirk was there, but she didn't want to laugh out loud and draw attention to herself. “Almost… Until Negan came around and smarted off,” Goth listened to what Linn had to say and she was not a happy camper. “Take the rest of the night off, Linn. You deserve it,” Linn smiled, looking over her shoulder at Simon before she left. Rick came back over, “You have a deal,” Goth smiled, the tips of her fangs peeking out from her lips, “Great. Rest for the night and come morning, we'll start hunting.” The Alexandrian’s were directed to their rooms and Simon went on his own way. As Negan walked passed Goth, she grabbed his leather jacket and pulled slightly. “You really have no filter, do you?” she hissed at him. “The fuck you talkin’ about Goth?” She clicked her tongue and threw her hands up, “That! Right there! You said some shit that hurt Linn’s feelings.” She stared at him for a moment, then with a quick and sharp smack, she slapped Negan across the face. Not enough to hurt him badly, but enough to sting. He shook his head slightly after the hit, getting the cobwebs from his brain. Goth’s normally extreme pale skin was flushed as she watched his next move. Getting in her personal space, Negan placed a hand on her hip as he leaned down, his lips hovering above hers, “I'm about fifty percent more into you now.” Her grin was slow and slightly sinister, but he had to admit that those fangs gave him one hell of a stiffy. She reached down, running her hand over the bulge in his pants, “You couldn't handle this, Darlin’.” Negan hissed, his breathing heavy. Goth gave his hardness a squeeze, then darted her tongue out for a quick lick of his lips just as she began to walk away. He watched her ass sway as she made her way up the long staircase. He huffed, adjusting his hardness and winced, knowing for a fact that he was going to have the case of blue balls before this was through. °°°°°° Linn took down her hair, scratching her scalp as she sighed. She toed off her sneakers and dressed in a long night shirt. The fabric was super soft and was the only possession of hers that she had left from her life before. Her nightly routine hadn't really changed all that much since the end of the world. Her husband had been sick for the longest time and with having to work, take care of him and the household; well, it just didn't leave very much time for herself. Linn went to the bathroom, brushed her hair, her teeth and washed her face and stared at her reflection. She looked the same, slightly thinner now because of having to ration food, but her muscles were definitely toned due to killing the dead… and the living. She turned her head this way and that as she thought of how she nearly slept with Simon… a man she literally did not know. That wasn't like her. Thinking of how Simon kissed her and touched her made her blush and she couldn't help but to feel… happy? Giddy? Hell, she couldn't even think of a proper word. “Beautiful,” Linn let out a meep and dropped her arms as she faced the man that scared her. Simon was leaning on the door jam, his arms folded, the muscles stretching the fabric of his khaki shirt to the max. He wore an expression of seriousness as his eyes roamed her body starting with her feet. Linn cleared her throat, raising a brow at Simon, “Do you always barge into people's rooms?” He smirked, “Just yours,” “Lucky me,” she said, playfully rolling her eyes. Simon held a hand out to her, waiting. Was this really the smart thing to do? Just jump into bed with some stranger and let caution fly out the window. She looked from his long fingers to his eyes and back again. “I came to apologize for earlier,” he stated, still holding his hand out. “For nearly sleeping with me?” Linn whispered. His brow furrowed, “What? Hell no! For Negan being an asshole and interrupting us.” Linn’s eyes widened at his tone. Simon wiggled his fingers, “Come here Darlin’,” Linn slowly placed her hand in his, watching as his arm muscles bulged as he pulled her body flush against his. Both hands immediately went to her bottom, gently holding each cheek in his warms hands. Linn rested her hands on his generous pecs, her thumbs moving from side to side. She jumped when he made them bounce which in turn made her laugh. “Look at that smile,” he said, chuckling along with her. Her shoulders relaxed, the tension leaving her body as she became more comfortable in Simon's presence. “Do you want to stay?” she asked him, running her hands up his chest. He nodded, “Yeah… Yeah, I do,” He leaned down while tipping her chin up, kissing her slowly. Linn smiled into the kiss, his mustache tickling her face. Simon took a handful of her bottom, squeezing the cheek before running his hand down the back of her thigh and hiking her leg up. He did the same to the other, hoisting her up so that her legs wrapped around his waist. She held on to his shoulders as he walked backwards. Once near the door, she blindly reached out, giving it a firm push. Let Negan interrupt them again… she dared him. 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