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little brother activities

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everyday i mourn gay daryl

he was supposed to be gay why didnt he end up gay💔💔💔

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How do you think he feels about this.

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hyperfixations are so embarrassing like nooo don’t look I have a crush. on this tv show

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August prompt - a plastic tiara with missing gems

@theglitteringtrio and I decided to each write a one-shot to the same prompt with our own fandoms, so don't forget to check out her story, too! you can find our stories in the collection "letterglow lab" on ao3 as well

for today, the prompt is "a plastic tiara with missing gems" so I whipped up a cute little bday story featuring Judith Grimes and (almost) all our fav twd charcaters :)

Princess Judith, first of her name ~1,7k words

She looked like an angel. Her blonde wavy hair framed her rosy face. Michonne almost felt guilty interrupting her sleep, but she had promised Judith to wake her up in the early morning for her to make the most of her special day.

“Happy Birthday”, Michonne whispered. Judith sleepily opened her eyes and yawned. “I heard someone named Judith Grimes is turning eight today. Do you know where I might find her, miss?”

Judith smiled, still half asleep. “I am her”, she mumbled.

“Yes”, Michonne laughed, “yes you are”

She helped Judith out of the bed and into the dress they had picked out a day earlier. Judith twirled happily, clearly enjoying the way the skirt billowed out around her.

The sound of chatter on the ground floor made the birthday girl hurry downstairs. Some of her first guests had already arrived and decked the table with fresh fruits. Carol had somehow managed to whip up a cake from some of the ingredients that were left in the sparsely filled pantry. She was a real magician when it came to conjuring up dishes.

Michonne went up to her to thank her for coming and for bringing the cake.

“Of course”, Carol smiled. She seemed to be in a happy mood, which was a rather rare sight in the community during the last few days.

Lately, food missions proved to be difficult as the roads were overrun and deteriorated and all the closest houses around the settlement were already stripped bare in terms of foodstuff. Rick had taken out a group to scavenge, and they were supposed to be back already. The fact that they were still out there made Michonne both anxious and hopeful.

They will come back with food. They have found a great source, and that’s why it takes them longer to come home.

“Don’t worry, everything will be alright. It’s just a regular food mission, and they are more than experienced in that”, Carol said when she saw Michonnes face, correctly assuming that she had been worrying about her husband and friends who were not yet home.

“I know”, she answered. “Daryl is with them, he will know how to get home in case they got lost”

Carol nodded, turning away to hug Judith, who had just made her way around her guests, collecting hugs and birthday wishes.

After breakfast, Michonne made her daughter attend classes, despite all of Judith’s best efforts to convince her of letting her skip them. Sarah, a former elementary school teacher, had started giving the children of Alexandria lessons in maths, grammar and music. Even though Judith prided herself in knowing a lot more about survival than any of the other children around, she was struggling to keep with the other when it came to counting and reading.

They did not have the chance to teach Judith before, but now the war was over, and the settlements lived in peace with each other. It was the world that her son Carl had dreamed of. Democracy, trading and partnership.

Finally, the children could be children again and being eight years old sadly came with the obligation of attending school, Michonne had decided. Judith sighed, but she obediently joined the other kids her age in the little pavilion that had been converted into a classroom when Sarah promised they would play a fun game after practicing addition and subtraction.

The June sky looked promising for a day of sunshine, and Michonne’s thoughts involuntarily strayed to Rick on the mission.

It was not unusual for him to stay out longer than expected. There was always the chance of running into a new horde or even survivors they did not know yet, and those situations had to be handled with extra caution.

It was however unusual for Michonne to not be part of the scavenging.

She loved to be out on the road. At first in the car and ever since they ran out of gas, on horse back, having a clear goal and plan.

She absentmindedly stroked her belly. Ever since the bump became noticeable, Rick tried to convince her to stay home in safety and while she usually refused, she agreed to stay in Alexandria that time for Judith's birthday.

Wanting to make the best use of her time while she was in class, Michonne worked on the field. The tomatoes were not yet ripe, but she could harvest some peas and beans for dinner later.

It was a strange, peaceful vibe that befell her. Just some months ago, they did not dare imagine a world in which the most important things were to check your crops every morning and make sure the fields are ploughed and watered.

But it was nice. Building Alexandria back up and having a functioning network of multiple communities was truly a dream come true.

Then she remembered Negan.

Negan who was rotting in one of the prison cells that Morgan had built a long time ago. It was hard to accept Negan’s presence in Alexandria, since all he did was complain and mock everyone who was unfortunate enough to be on prison duty — which often times was Michonne herself. But it was a sacrifice she was willing to make.

For the future.

For Carl and Judith and the little bean that was growing inside her belly.

Negan won’t destroy my mood on Judith’s birthday, she vowed, and made a detour to avoid coming close to the prison.

Michonne finished her patrol around the gardens just when the class was dismissed. The chatter of children filled the warm summer air, and soon Judith came up next to Michonne on their way back to the house.

“Can I have cake for lunch?”, Judith asked.

“You can have some of the leftover casserole from Carol, first, and a slice of cake after that”, Michonne answered. With just a little luck, Rick and Carl would be back, and maybe she could distract Judith until then. The boys would definitely love to eat cake with her when they arrived.

Judith sulked, but her mood soon changed when she saw all of her guests already waiting for her.

Jesus and Aaron were holding little boxes wrapped in purple wrapping paper. They were in the middle of talking to Rosita, who was comfortably leaning on Siddiq’s shoulder. Gabriel was laughing with Tara and Carol, who was the first to notice the return of the birthday girl.

It was truly a sight for sore eyes to see them all together.

Judith ran up to her guests and politely welcomed them to her home. She was allowed to eat cake (Michonne caved in after Judith asked for the third time when she would finally be allowed to try her cake) and after a day of playing games, singing and eating cake, she fell asleep on the couch. Michonne decided it was time to call it a day and sent everyone home.

“Mommy, can I sleep in your bed tonight?”, Judith murmured behind her.

And of course Michonne allowed her to. She picked up her daughter and placed her in the bed, gently tugged her in, and even agreed to read a story to her until she fell asleep.

With Judith fast asleep in her bed, Michonne sat down on the porch. The sparsely spread garden lights in front of the neighboring houses provided little light, but Michonne liked it that way.

She let her thoughts wander and stared off in the distance.

The night was quiet, only the rustle of the leaves and the occasional chatter from the inside of one of the nearby houses could be heard.

Most of the houses next to the Grimes house were empty. Some of their former inhabitants had fallen victim to the war against the Sanctuary, and the new members of the community felt it was insensitive to be accommodated inside those houses so soon after. But Gabriel already hinted at having to change that. New members were joining Alexandria, and they could not keep the houses empty forever.

Lost in thought, Michonne looked at the watchtower when she suddenly saw the watchers at the wall stir. They stood up suddenly and one of them gestured to have the gates opened.

Could it be?

She jumped up and while making sure her weapon was still holstered on her belt, she ran up to the gate.

“Welcome home, guys”, said Andy, who was positioned in the watch tower. He winked at Michonne when he saw her and pointed at the gate, “Would you mind?”

She grabbed the fence and pulled it open only to reveal exactly who she had hoped for: Rick, Daryl and Carl as well as their scouting group right behind them.

“Sorry I am so sweaty and dirty, I don’t want to ruin your clo-”

Michonne ran up to Rick and shut him up with a kiss. “Perfect timing”, she laughed after breaking away from him.

Rick looked puzzled, “For what?”

“Your daughter's eights birthday! I just put her to bed, but she won’t mind getting woken up by you guys”

Her husband’s face changed from confusion to utter joy. “No way, it’s today? I thought we already missed it, my watch stopped working a few days ago, and we completely lost track of time!”

“Come on now, hurry up”, she said and gave Rick a playful slap. Turning around to Carl, she gave him a kiss on his forehead and ushered him to join his father. Daryl was sent straight to the shower. Afterwards, he was more than welcome to join them in the surprise visit of the birthday girl.

When she entered her bedroom, Carl was cuddled up to his sister under the sheets and Rick perched on the side of the bed.

He pulled out a purple something and placed it on Judith’s head. It was a plastic tiara. A little bent and two of the five gems that were supposed to decorate the headdress were missing, but Judith seemed not to mind.

“I hereby crown you Princess Judith, first of her name”, whispered Rick.

And Judith, who was already almost asleep again, smiled and whispered back. “Thank you. This was the best birthday ever.”

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If rickyl has 0 fans I am dead I am dead as hell

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Make me the subject of your desire

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i hope this email kills us both instantly

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Okay, I need more perfume analysis. What about Magna's group? And!! Denise. I still have a soft spot for her

Denise: She’d wear something clean and unfussy that would smell nice without bothering her patients. Jo Malone makes a few fruity florals that would work, I’m inclined to say she’d like nectarine blossom & honey the best.

Magna: She’d wear something warm but not particularly sweet. Probably Jovan musk-a drugstore classic that smells exactly how it sounds.

Yumiko: Something classy with a pedigree fit for an elite defense attorney. Chanel no 19-specifically the edp-is appropriately austere and elegant.

Connie: She was an investigative journalist so it’d have to be somewhat serious but based on her wardrobe in the commonwealth I’d say she had a taste for the cute and slightly quirky. She definitely owned a bottle of Diptyque philosykos.

Kelly: Axe body spray purchased with allowance money by a baby butch in training. She was for sure over spraying in the middle school locker room.

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Ye olde apple trend … rickyl edition

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Ive decided im gonna start posting on tumblr dot com as well hi

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which could mean nothing

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projecting my period cramps onto daryl because i'm dying bro

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It spoke your name on the stairs that night.

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I have deliberated on what perfume each of the twd ladies would’ve worn pre-apocalypse. My parameters are that the perfume must have been on the market prior to 2010 and accessible to each character given what we know of their past. Behold my magnum opus:

Michonne-She had sophisticated taste in clothes and art so we can assume the would go for perfume. Frederic Malle musc ravageur is the perfect classy warm spicy vanilla that’s just niche enough-but if you asked her what she was wearing she’d play coy and say it was just her body lotion.

Maggie-Something upbeat and sassy on a farmhands salary. I’m thinking DKNY be delicious-a fun technicolor green apple

Carol-Ed didn’t let her have nice things but she once picked up a bottle of the iconic baby powder bomb loves baby soft at the drugstore and stashed it in a drawer somewhere. She wore it in high school and she’d smell it out to remind her of better times.

Rosita-She absolutely screams sexy vanilla. She wore warm vanilla sugar and men fell at her feet.

Andrea-A high powered career woman needs something assertive and grown-up with a little bit of a flex factor. Chanel coco mademoiselle would fit the bill perfectly.

Beth-She’d like a light, innocent floral. She definitely bought a bottle of Philosophy amazing grace with money she made babysitting.

Sasha-She was a firefighter so i think she’d go for something clean and unobtrusive like Dolce and Gabbana light blue. A citrus girl for sure.

Lori-She’d wear whatever the sales associate steered Rick towards when he went christmas shopping that year. Some generically perfumey but pleasant floral like estee lauder pleasures-she didn’t love it but she wore it anyway.

Tara-Kiehls musk futch realness. You know i’m right.

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Once a year, the Dixon brothers go hunting in the woods they grew up in. Once a year, they see their father on the way there. It’s always been tense, uncomfortable, and difficult to navigate.

And this time, the dead have started rising.

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New fic! An exploration of the Dixon brothers and their relationship at the very beginning of the outbreak. Daryl centric, a little sad. Check it out if you’re interested :)