Rick Grimes

[mrgrim3s]

“My mercy prevails over my wrath…”

MrGrim3s: a private, selective, and mutually exclusive portrayal of Rick Grimes from the Walking Dead. Contains a Dead By Daylight verse. Triggering content inbound such as blood, gore, death etc. Proceed with caution. Minors DNI.

Heavily intertwined with @mrsgrim3s, @diix0n, @batteruplucielle, the love of my life.

Alex. They/Them. Blog est. 01/13/2026.

[mrgrim3s]

"Are we pissin' our pants yet, Rick...?" There's a hint of amusement, of the old Negan as he circles Rick like a predator about to pounce on its prey. Like playing with his food. But he's doing just that: playing. Years of being stuck and rotting in Alexandria gave him time to think. A lot of time.

"Bet you never thought you'd see the big bad wolf back out in the open, did ya?"

"What.. the.. where .." Rick looked at Negan, having found it hard to believe that he survived all that. "Shit.." He knew this could be a dangerous moment. There was a risk that Negan could want his revenge on Rick and the crew. Rick kept his eyes on Negan, studying his movements.

[mrsgrim3s]

A soft hum escaped her lips, expression soft as she looked into his eyes. It was crazy to think, the amount of weight that rested on his shoulders. How hard he had worked to keep everyone alive. And in truth, they wouldn't have made it this far without him.

Thumbs brushed over cheekbones in an affectionate gesture, her lips seeking his out for a long moment before she finally spoke again.

"You won't lose me...I'm not going anywhere. And I will always fight like hell to get back to you. You, Carl, Judith...You are my family. My home." She soothed, dark hues meeting beautiful blues. Michonne meant every word. There wasn't a thing that she wouldn't do for her family.

[mrgrim3s]

He felt those perfect lips against his for a moment, sinking into her caress, feeling the few moments of pure heaven there in. He could lose himself in her forever and never leave. But at this moment he reluctantly broke the kiss and listened to her speak again. "And you are our home, our family." He could hear the truth in her words, and knew she meant it. "I don't know what I would do without any of you. I love you Michonne.. I don't ever want to be without you. I'm only so strong through all this because I know you have my back."

[diix0n]

@mrgrim3s asked:

"I care about you."

It wasn't so much that Daryl hadn't expected the words. He knew that Rick cared about him. Hell... there wasn't a chance in the world that he didn't know after all Rick had done for him. He just didn't really expect people to care, to get attached. Not when Daryl tended to push people away.

Yet here Rick was telling him that he cared about him. Part of him wanted to push, to keep that emotional wall between them because then he couldn't get attached or hurt. But the other part of him wanted to bask in the warmth of being cared about. Of not being alone.

Eyes averted, hands shoved into pockets before he finally spoke up.

"Don't go gettin' all soft on me..." He grunted, but he spoke again more softly as he finally met Rick's eye.

"...I care about you too."

[mrgrim3s]

A soft chuckle escaped Rick. "Getting soft.." He let out another small laugh. "Let's face it, out of the two of us, I'm as soft as a newborn foal. There's no real hard here. I just have to be out there, because of the dangerous time we live in." He watched Daryl's mannerisms, there was something more underneath it all, almost like he was happy to know someone cared for him as deeply as Rick did. Something more was there, but Rick couldn't be sure, Daryl was hard to read sometimes.

"It's nice to know that.."

[diix0n]

A low chuckle escaped upturned lips as the two limped their way towards home. Rick already had so much to worry about, yet here he was taking the time to worry about Daryl. If it had been anyone else, he probably would have pushed them away with a rebuke and a grumble. But not Rick.

"Someone has to do the reckless thing to save lives. You're the more valuable one, Rick. I know that. The camp? The people? They'd fall apart without you. Carl and lil ass kicker need you. They all do. So if I can take the risks and keep you safe? I will. Just like you saved my ass so many times before."

[mrgrim3s]

In a way Rick knew Daryl was right, they did need him. Carl, Judith, and the others, but HE needed Daryl. He couldn't allow him to be reckless, just to keep him safe. He knew Daryl still wasn't use to this kind of care and love. He knew the man had only ever known being used. Rick hated that for him.

"Daryl.. I.." He felt his words get lost in his throat. He had to find a way to get the words out. He needed to tell him, needed to be honest. "Daryl, I need you. They need you, who is going to teach them to hunt, to keep themselves safe. I need you to keep me going. If I lost you, I don't know what I'd do. You are more important than you think you are."

[mrsgrim3s]

His words were met with a soft giggle, lips eagerly seeking his out. Even in an apocalypse, surely they deserved a moment of peace. Right? They had earned it. Arms were gently wrapped around his neck, keeping them close as he carried her.

"That sounds perfect. A nice shower together...curling up in bed with you. Nothing would make me happier." She murmured, another kiss soon following. Michonne would never take their meeting for granted. She had long lost hope before meeting Rick, thinking she would spend what was left of her life alone. Then he showed up. Gave her a home. Won her heart.

[mrgrim3s]

The thought of that was exactly what they both needed. Michonne and Rick needed a moment or two of peace in the new world that was walkers and making runs for supplies. Rick hadn't expected to be able to continue having some semblance of a normal life, but here they were, talking as if it was just another Friday night for them after a long work week. "Sounds like heaven to me." He smiled and kissed her again, carrying her into his room and setting her down on the bed softly. "I'll get the shower going, then we'll get in." He nodded.

[diix0n]

if you die on me , i'm going to be pissed off.

Despite the heaviness of the situation, Daryl couldn't help but crack a hint of a smile. It was soon followed by a raspy chuckle. He was leaning on Rick for support as they made their way towards their Hideout.

"You know...If I die then I won't be around to hear you pissed off." He pointed out, voice laced with weak amusement.

[mrgrim3s]

"Trust me, I'd find a way to make sure you heard me." He let out a soft laugh and held onto Daryl, he would make sure they both made it back to the hideout safely. He refused to lose anyone else. Especially not him. "God damn it Daryl can you stop being so reckless.. especially after all this.." He motioned around them.

[mrsgrim3s]

@mrgrim3s asked:

"How did you know?"

The words almost prompted a smile from Michonne, the woman slowly taking a few steps towards him before speaking up. They had been through so much together. Seen so much, far more than any person should ever have to go through. Surely by now she would know him.

"...Because I know you, Rick." She murmured softly, hands lifting to gently place hands on his cheeks and cradle them. She leaned up, pressing her forehead to his.

"You want to protect everyone, to keep us safe. But you don't pay any mind to your own needs in the process. Let me share in that weight you carry...Let me help. You don't have to do it all alone."

[mrgrim3s]

Rick practically melted feeling Michonne's hands on his cheeks, when her forehead pressed gently to his, it was all he could do to not melt. Leaning against her, he relaxed. She was absolutely right, she knew him better than anyone. "You want to help?" He looked into her eyes. "I.. I promised to keep you safe. To make sure what happened to you in the past, never happens again." He put his hands on her hips, pulling her flush against him. "I can't lose you Michonne."

[mrgrim3s]

[[Just spent the last several hours streaming Dead by Daylight and Marvel Rivals with my favorite girl @mrsgrim3s. I'm always so excited to play with my Sammy. I love her so much. Allow me to be a sappy romantic for a moment and explain to you all that she is my everything.]]

[mrsgrim3s]

"I got you, I got you, I knew you'd come." 

"I'm okay, I will be... I'm not hurting you."

@mrgrim3s & @mrsgrim3s:

Private, selective, and mutually exclusive portrayals of Rick Grimes & Michonne Grimes from The Walking Dead. Minors DNI

Heavily intertwined.

Rick Grimes brought to you by: Alexandra

Michonne Grimes brought to you by: Sammy

[mrsgrim3s]

@mrgrim3s asked:

:sleeping: Carry the unconscious receiver somewhere safe after a brutal fight.

Consciousness was slowly returning to Michonne and along with it the memories of what had been going on before she had blacked out. It had been a run for supplies, anything that she and Rick could gather to bring back to camp. The fight with walkers on the way back had been brutal, draining every last ounce of energy that she had.

The car ride had been nice enough, so much so that she had passed out. The next thing she knew, she was bundled up in strong arms. Eyelashes fluttered, eyes opening as she gazed up at Rick. He must have not wanted to disturb her. Surely he was as tired as she was, yet here he was being so gentle with her. So loving.

Lips tugged up into a tired smile as she raised her head enough to press her lips to his jaw.

"You know...If you keep treating me like this, I'm going to end up getting spoiled." She teased, voice laced with playful adoration.

[mrgrim3s]

Exhaustion was clear on both of their faces, but life these days rarely gave them a chance to rest. Between the walkers and constantly needing to watch out for thieves, they had their hands full. He smiled hearing what Michonne had said. "A man should take care of his lady, can't help it I was raised right. End of the world or not, I'm going to still be a gentleman." He kissed the tip of her nose, smiling for a moment, before stealing a kiss from her lips. "Now, let's get cleaned up and then we can rest for the night." He nodded at her. "How's that sound?"