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❛ it’s okay, you can touch me. i won't break. ❜ (from Rick to Michonne)

&. 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬. || @wexarethewalkingxdead

⚔️⋆｡˚⁀➷ HE'S ALIVE ! AND HE'S HERE ! HE'S ALIVE AND HE'S HERE ! I FOUND YOU ! BLURRED VISION, FINGERS ITCHING, AND BEGGING TO FEEL HIS SKIN UNDERNEATH HER AGAIN. She wants to feel alive again. She wants to feel lightning coursing through her veins when the two touch. She wants it all.

Would he feel different beneath her touch ? Or Is this just another DREAM of hers ? If she touched him... would he vanish like in her many dreams ? Michonne's bottom lips quivered, tears running down and staining her cheeks. A pained sob escapes when she first hears his voice. It AWAKENS LOCKED AWAY MEMORIES of the two lovers. The aching feeling in her chest is surrounded by WARMTH again. " I found you, Rick. I-- you're.... "

Cupping his cheeks in her hands, she's again holding her entire world. Her thumb stroked in a circular motion against his flesh, admiring his scruffy face. Their eyes locked, brown hues meeting deep blues of emotions. Michonne pulls his face closer to his, their lips slowly brushing together before she seals it with a kiss. Kiss after kiss. She doesn't get tired of this.... she never will. " I found you ! " She exclaims while throwing her arms around him and their bodies molding together becoming one again. Holding on to him for DEAR LIFE. Burying her face into his neck, inhaling his scent--- God, ( it's him... it's really him. ) She's just THRILLED on the fact that not only was he alive... but alive and the two of them are finally back together. She thinks about the kids.... she thinks about Daryl, Carol, and Maggie. Knowing how happy they'll be to hear that Rick is alive. THE BRAVE MAN ! She hears herself telling Judith and RJ. --- The Brave Man is coming home ! She thinks she can almost hear their sweet, sweet voices.

Michonne nodded her head, a smile on her lips. " I know ! I-- I know you won't break I-- I just... I can't believe I found you, Rick. I missed you. We.. we missed you. I'm sorry I didn't find you sooner. I'm so, so sorry. I love you so much. Please tell me you're real. PLEASE ! Tell me this is you ! Tell me you're really here with me. "

HER MIND IS FUZZY ! HEART RACING WILDLY IN HER CHEST ! It might even burst through her ribcage. She whispers to him. " We have to go home. We have to go home, Rick--- " She wants to tell him everything. About Judith, about RJ. Oh God, would he be glad to hear about RJ ? She almost wants to tell him right here, right now. But the timing doesn't seem right. ( Not yet ) She tells herself. ( Soon ) Shaking her head, Michonne pulls away from Rick, and though she breaks it off between them, she is still holding on to his shoulder, afraid he'll disappear again. She lost him once, she isn't losing him again. " Let's go. Come on. Go now. Home is waiting for us. We have to go home. "

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“Do you still think about Dad?” ( for michonne )

some meme || @carltongrimes

THINK ABOUT HIM ? Michonne finds herself STILL SPEAKING TO THE GHOST OF HIM ! When things aren't going the way she wants them to go, when life gets too much for her, the weight of the world HEAVY on her shoulder... she speaks to Rick. If you listened closely you could almost hear the sound of Rick's voice. But only if you listen closely. It soothes her, and Michonne knows she must look insane to those who have caught her in mid-conversation with herself. But how does she tell them that it's RICK'S GHOST she is speaking with, helping guide her through the HARSH TIMES.

The idea of him being alive out there, somewhere, searching for them, constantly trying to find his way back to his family, consumes her mind. DOESN'T... CAN'T.... WON'T believe that he is DEAD. After all that he has went through in life ? For all that he has done ? Even surviving Negan ! He has been through hell and back... and this is what took him out ? Of all the things !? She just won't believe it, will never believe it. She tries to hold herself together... for Carl, for Judith and for little RJ. For everyone in this community. She is still a leader, through and through and has her people to care for, has a place to run. As she wanders through the familiar streets of their little town, memories of Rick flood her mind. She can almost see him there beside her, his warm smile and gentle voice still echoing in her ears. She can feel his presence everywhere, from the places he used to frequent to the streets he used to walk down. It makes her heart heavy to think that RJ will never know the love of a father like Rick, the kind of love that was unconditional, pure, and unwavering.

MICHONNE TAKES A DEEP BREATH, feeling the tears welling up inside her. She tries to hold them back, but they won't be silenced, and she quickly reaches up to brush them away, hoping Carl won't notice. She turns to him, offering a smile that doesn't quite reach her eyes, and opens her mouth to speak, but then thinks better of it and closes it again. She curses herself for being so weak in front of him, knowing that he's going through just as much PAIN AS SHE IS. She knows he needs her to be strong for him, but her emotions are like a tempest, and she can't help but let out a broken sob, burying her face in her hands.

After a moment, she composes herself and looks up at Carl, wiping away her tears. She can see the resemblance to his father in his face, and it TUGS at her heartstrings.

" Oh God, Carl... I'm sorry. I just... " she begins, but then trails off, feeling foolish for her outburst. But then she can't keep it inside any longer. She has to tell him how she feels. " Yes, I do. I think about your dad all the time. All the damn time, " she confesses, her voice shaking. " I try to move on, but something in me tells me he isn't dead... that he has to be out there. And I'm sorry, I shouldn't be throwing this at you. But I know if anyone understands what I'm going through, it's you. " They've both changed since Rick's disappearance. " I don't think I'll ever stop thinking about your dad. He was one of a kind, a man with a heart so pure, yet so BRAVE and STRONG. Sometimes I feel like I don't know what I'm doing, or if I'm doing it right. But I talk to him sometimes... and as crazy as it sounds, it's the only thing keeping me sane."

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