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Michonne: We've got to find a way to cut down our expenses. What can we live without?
Maggie: Daryl, probably.
Random TWD Incorrect Quotes
Maggie: I’m going to fight the next person who insults my daughter
Enid: I hate myself
Maggie: Alright, square up.
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Carl: My aesthetic is "would be suspected of witchcraft by citizens"
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Carl: I identify as a threat, my pronouns are Try/Me
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Enid: Daryl doesn’t look very happy.
Maggie: That's his happy. He’s just a bitch.
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Carl: Did you just call me a shrimp, you asshole?! I'm still growing, dammit!
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Glenn: I don't follow the rules. I follow dogs on social media.
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Daryl to Glenn: I mean, I get complimented all the time-
Rick: *starts cackling*
Daryl: I do!
Rick: *Laughs harder*
when that kid who reminds you of what it was like to be a mother passes out on your shoulder
the kids in the walking dead are literally so much more interesting to me than the adults. (And I’m referring solely to the comics here because the show absolutely did not do any of the kids (especially Carl) justice) There’s just something about them not being fully developed people yet, because while the adults are just adapting to suit the environment, the kids are actively developing and coming into themselves in this new world. The adults like Rick, Andrea and Michonne all have years of lived experiences before the apocalypse that serve as a base layer of sorts to their characters. They are developed people, and no matter how much they adapt in the apocalypse, they will never lose that base of who they are. The kids, however, don’t have that. Their base layer is actively being formed while zombies are trying to eat them. This creates an interesting springboard for character development and the way the kids see and perceive the things happening around them, mostly because any development that happens is going to be extreme. Otherwise they die (see: Ron). This is most apparent with Carl (obviously), because he’s the main kid of the series. Moments like when he killed Ben when none of the adults would, solely because he deemed it necessary given what Ben had done are really pivotal to his character, and I think say a lot about the person he was becoming. Same with when he went after Negan, on his own. Anyways, what I’m trying to get at here is that all the kids who were directly exposed to the apocalypse are malleable. There’s an infinite number of directions their characters could take, and I relish in the possibilities. anyways that was my rant, go read the walking dead comics guys!!
merle: bad born
muchnne: bad born
merle: fucking black
michonne: fucking white
merle: silly
Michonne: Dumb
Merle: kiss me
Michonne kisses him and slaps him for yelling at her.
Daryl who was in the room going to look for Merle just looking at what is happening without believing it.
Andrea: What the hell did I just see?
Rick: I don't know but I don't like him.
Daryl: They changed my brother, that's not Merle.
The walking dead franchise is the titanic and the iceberg is season 8. We're all just watching this ship sink
Raise your hand if you believe that killing Carl Grimes is a mistake
can u make a glenn x reader with these details..
takes place during season 3
the reader is close to Andrea so when Rick tells her about her death at Woodbury and they break down
glenn tries to help calm down the reader
thank u 😭
𝐋𝐨𝐬𝐬 ~
genre: angst pairing: Glenn Rhee x gn!reader summary: reader gets told about Andrea's death and breaks down, Glenn tries to help reader calm down. warnings: mention of death, breaking down, angst
Rick came back after going the Woodbury, he looked at me feeling guilty.
My gaze wandered around hoping to see Andrea, after all, she was the only person close to a family. I looked at Michonne to Daryl, “Where’s Andrea?” They looked at each other, I turned to Rick, “Where. Is. Andrea.” I demanded.
Rick looked down and then looked up to meet my eyes. He shook his head, “I’m sorry y/n…”
I stayed quiet, progressing the words that came out of Rick’s mouth. I step back, my eyes becoming watery, I shake my head not believing Rick. My hands trembled and I began to tear up, “No… please tell me you’re lying.”
I turn and look at Michonne, tears falling, “She can’t… she can’t be gone.” I shake my head from side to side, holding my head and gripping my hair.
Crying and I walk away from them and back to them, I look up, “Not Andrea,” I cried out. I walk towards them but I fall to my knees. Tyreese tries to hold me up but lets me be.
“No, no, no!” I sob and cover my face with my hands. Rick gets closer and places his hand on my shoulder, “I’m sorry-”
“NO!” I yell looking up, my face stained with wet tears. He backs away feeling guilty.
Glenn comes out, hearing my weeps, he sees me on the floor sobbing, quickly becoming concerned. Glenn rushed toward me and embraced me tightly, feeling my trembling body underneath.
“G-Glenn…” I tried to stop crying but it only lasted a few seconds before I broke down, “A-Andrea.” I tried to continue, “Shh…I know, I know, just let it all out.” Glenn kissed my forehead as I sobbed more. He continued to hold my hand to reassure me.
Glenn grabs my chin gently, making me face him and look him in the eyes, “I know I can’t make you stop feeling the pain you feel… but just know that I’m here for you, always. Don’t ever forget that y/n.”
a/n: Thank you for requesting!
can we talk about how godly this woman is????? I want to have her children
Guys! Please recommend me your favorite Richonne fanfictions! I’m eager for something good to read
TWD incorrect quotes cuz im bored
Carl: You’ll have a hard time believing this because it never happens, but I made a mistake.
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Carl: You're a loose cannon, Michonne.
Michonne: No, I'm not. I'm a cannon maybe, but a loose cannon? Is that what you think of me?
Rick: I think you play by your own rules.
Daryl: No way, they think rules were made to be broken.
Carl: Those are all attributes of a loose cannon.
Michonne: No, I'm just a reckless renegade. Negan is a loose cannon.
Negan: *smashes a chair*
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Negan: I'm a reverse necromancer.
Carl: Isn't that just killing people?
Negan: Ah, technicality.
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Negan: Could you maybe just like… stab me… right in the gut. Just REALLY twist it in there. ‘Cause that honestly seems less painful than this conversation.
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Negan: I'm a firm believer in "if you're going to fail, you might as well fail spectacularly."
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Negan: I’m a masochist, not a loser.
Imagen oficial de la actriz Danai Gurira como la ex-abogada convertida en una experta de matar su katana alias Michonne
Dibujo nº1: Michonne es un miembro del grupo de sobrevivientes, y un personaje muy importante dentro de la serie The Walking Dead. Armada con una katana y con gran habilidad mortal que la complementan. Michonne es una defensora eficaz y decisiva de los sobrevivientes. Se hace acompañar de un par de zombies para no ser atacada.
Dibujo nº2: Caminantes o zombies.
MATERIALES Trabajo realizado en papel tamaño Oficio y lapiz mecanico de 0.5mm, 0.7mm y 0.9mm
Can I have a request for Daryl smut, where he has always been kind of a closed off and always during sex would keep his shirt on not wanting you to see his scars but one night you walk into your guys bedroom(during Alexandra time) while he’s getting changed and he freezes pretty much and you show him how much you love every part of him including his scars. @ me plz!
Scars
Pairing: Daryl x gf!Reader
Masterlist!
Rating: 18+
Warnings:Trama, Walkers,smut,Praise Kink,Talk about Scars, Fluff
A/n: this is my first smut so sorry if there are mistakes or that it sucks
Hearing the gates close behind you and Daryl as you guys make your way to Maggie and Rick who take the dead rabbits and dear you guys have managed to find surprisingly, it took five hours but it was worth it. You and the others meet up to talk about who’s going on the supply run tomorrow when Daryl and Rick say they’ll go and take a couple other men just to be safe,after discussing what’s going to happen, you all head back to your homes for the day. You and Daryl walk inside. Daryl sits down and starts cleaning his bow while you cook dinner for the both of you.
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After finishing the food you grabbed a bowl for you and Daryl and sat down in front of him after handing him his bowl. “What time are you guys going on the supply run tomorrow?” You ask hoping he’ll be home by the time you wake up. “Early mornin but I don’t know what time I’ll be back hopefully before yer awake” he reply’s before getting up and putting his plate in the sink after finishing his soup and you do the same and wash them and put them away. “Okay let’s get some sleep then so you can wake up early enough” you say walking upstairs to your room. Taking off your holster with your knife and gun in it, putting it on the dresser and changing into a big shirt and shorts and head into the bathroom to brighten your teeth,closing the door behind you so Daryl can get changed.You come out after hearing Daryl lay down and you go around to your side and lift the blankets to lay underneath them and cuddle into Daryl’s side with your head on his chest. You say your goodnights before falling asleep.
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The next morning you wake up feeling around the bed expecting Daryl to be on his side of the bed but no luck when you’re met with nothing but coldness. You get up and get dressed,strapping your knife into your holster,before heading out of yours and Daryl’s house.You greet Maggie taking over your shift for look out.
Few hours go by when you hear the sound of a motorcycle, telling the guys below to open the gates while getting down from your spot, You go ask how the supply run went when you see Daryl is all covered in dirt and blood.After a short conversation with the others you take Daryl to your guys house knowing he needs a shower after all that.giving him some privacy you leave your room for him to shower. You’ve always left when he would take off his shirt,he was very insecure about it and you didn’t wanna make him feel uncomfortable and feel like he had to tell you what happened. Every since you started dating him he would always leave his shirt on even during sex. It didn’t bother you of course it didn’t,but you wondered what happened and why he doesn’t take off his shirt but you don’t wanna push him,so you always drop it. Fifteen minutes later you walk back into your room,usually he’s done and dress by then, but upon opening the door you see him just now finally getting his shirt off,he freezes hearing the door open,turning his head. You walk over to him and run your hand down his back feeling every scar. “Disgusting aren’t they?” Daryl grumbles turning his head away from yours not wanting to look at you. “Their not gross,there part of who you are and what you have been through”, you place soft kisses to every scar. You pull away and grab his hand going into the bathroom and turning on the water. Taking your own clothes off you step in the shower telling him to get in too, after finally convincing him,you grab a rag and start to wash his body. After finishing everything, you look up at him seeing that he’s watching you with admiration and lust. You kiss him softly then he pulls you into him and deepens the kiss making it urgent with need. He picks you up and you wrap your legs around his waist. His firm cock getting in contact with your skin got a low moan from him, the sound muffled by your mouth locked on his. Desperate for air, you pulled away, panting. His mouth shot to your throat, kissing and sucking on all your tender spots he passed so much time mentally mapping. The head of his cock teased your entrance, a buck of your hips telling him your ready. His hard shaft slowly got in with ease, you walls tighten around him with ease. It was there that he truly felt at home, in you to the tilt, connected to you in the most intimate way and allowed to share every feeling with you without any shame. With each trust your panting accelerated and your moans became louder. Music to his ears, your voice encouraged him to go faster and deeper, reaching spots that he knew would get you to your climax and get him over the edge with you. You lay your head into his neck as the water runs down you guys, sucking on his neck softly telling him how much you love him,every part of him. His thrusts are slow but filled with lust and love. He moves his head into your neck and cries softly into your neck allowing his walls to break down, him repeating over and over again that he loves you. You clench around him reaching your climax as you hold his closer knowing he’s close too. “Let go baby,please I wanna feel you” you moan feeling your climax take over you as you cum, along with Daryl feeling him let go into you not wanting to let you go. Resting your forehead against his you hear him mumble,not understanding him you ask him to repeat it. “Ma’ry me?” Daryl mumbles again to you hoping you hear him. Not expecting him to ask you think look look at him in shock but lean down and kiss him before nodding your head yes. Closing your eyes having everything you wanted right in front of you even though right outside those walls the world is shit and everything can change any second.
Request asked by: @mxltislasher
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