i'm not the good guy anymore

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[officergrimcs]

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Green eyes shifted as she swallowed back a lump in her throat as it burned. The tip of her nose turned red as she fought back her tears. Rick was right, she knew he was- and that fact pounded through her skull. She didn’t want to die, certainly not at the hands of her own husband- and she didn’t want her children to die, or to be hurt in any capacity.

But, this was hard– and she hated that she felt so cowardly, but those were the facts; Jessie knew there was no easy way out of this. 

She turned to look at the stairway- she knew Sam liked to lurk there sometimes, the boy didn’t need to be hearing this- he was already such a nervous child. 

“What do I do Rick? I can’t kill him- I–” She had never thought about harming anyone before. Not even in this new world.

A memory of a  certain time flashes through his mind.  The Greene farm.  The way Shane had gone savage crazy and wanted to kill him, take over and have his family for himself.  Rick couldn’t just stand by and let that happen. He remembers what it was like to kill Shane, having to do it for the safety of his family and for the simple act of self-defense.  

What do I do? 

He doesn’t want to answer that.  He can feel his heart race with adrenaline just from the thought of wanting Pete dead...just from the vision of killing the man himself.

The truth was, he didn’t have a reasonable answer for her.  Hell, his answer would’ve been to let him do it -- because that’s all he had wanted to do since he’d found out about the abuse.

At this point, he feels defeated, how can he outright blatantly tell her that he will kill him, that was making him no better than Shane.  He reaches up and pinches the bridge of his nose, his eyes closing as he tries to think of a reasonable answer.  It’s not like they could get a divorce or some kind of separation here in the community...

And then, he realizes what the humane thing would be to do.  Dropping his hand, he reaches for her shoulder.

“I can have him moved,” he looks into her green eyes.  “We can set him up in one of those empty houses for now until Deanna gives some kind of structure.” His hand slips away from her shoulder, but even so, he keeps his voice low.  “Jessie, this will work. He’s a danger to you and your boys.  You have to see that.“

[rottenwasp]

Gleggie x Richonne parallels ↳ Rick/Maggie parallels, more parallels

[officergrimcs]

❛ I think I know who you are. ❜

He can feel the twitch of his fingers as the King’s son approaches him.  Rick really didn’t know the boy well enough to have any kind of conversation with him prior, but Ezekiel and some of the other Kingdom members needed supplies and Alexandria offered a helping hand.  “That so?” Rick asks, his eyes following as the people of these two different communities came together to help before he focuses on Henry again.  He seems to be around Carl’s age.  Did the two know each other already?  “What is it you need help with?” Rick asks, tilting his head just a little.

[officergrimcs]

❛ In my experience, the really bad stuff… you never see coming. ❜

Shifting his weight from one leg to the other, Rick places his right hand just above the butt of his colt, his fingers hooking through his duty belt as he hears Daryl’s thoughts.  “No,” Rick drawls, his blue eyes flicking upward to finally look the archer face to face.  "You don’t see it..You never see it.” He agrees, thinking back to all of the people they lost on his watch, his hands stained with their blood.  Not a day went by where their faces didn’t haunt his mind.

[ricksmarlene]

           i am looking for my family.                   i found them.      

[persephonememes]

𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐃 /  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠.

❛ Look, I know you don’t have the story you’re looking for, but someone might be interested in yours one day. ❜

❛ You think you’ve been through a lot? Lady you got no idea. ❜

❛ Nice try bitch! ❜

❛ I was looking for a place where my kids wouldn’t have to do what I did to you today. ❜

❛ Did you find it? ❜

❛ What happened? ❜

❛ If I don’t make it, that’s okay with me. As long as you do. ❜

❛ You hear me? And when this is all over, stop running from people. ❜

❛ What did you do to them? ❜

❛ We gave you a home, and you took it! ❜

❛ No, I wasn’t… it’s not what you think. ❜

❛ I know you built it for your kids, but it’s not worth risking their lives… or yours. ❜

❛ You’re trying to be the type of people that are extinct! ❜

❛ Alright, where are we goin’? ❜

❛ That’s why we have to go there. ❜

❛ I think I know who you are. ❜

❛ You definitely don’t know who I am. Cause I am a chick with layers. ❜

❛ You ever think we weren’t going to make it? ❜

❛ What got you through? ❜

❛ Thinking about how bad I didn’t want to be back out there. It’s better in here. We’re better in here. ❜

❛ When pressed and cornered, the artifice falls and the curtain drops. They always show you who they really are. ❜

❛ Why’d you save me? ❜

❛ In my experience, the really bad stuff… you never see coming. ❜

❛ Thought I was the one asking the questions. ❜

❛ Soup is the blanket of food. ❜

❛ Yeah, it’s been a while since I had company. ❜

❛ Why’d you move up here? ❜

❛ Those people thought I was a hero. ❜

❛ Doesn’t matter how many people say it’s not your fault, the only thing that matters is if you believe it. ❜

❛ Waiting? That’s that’s how you lose people. ❜

❛ I’ve done things. I keep this to remind me that I don’t want to become that person again. ❜

❛ That’s who I lost, before I lost myself. ❜

❛ Tell me one real thing, then we’ll call it even. ❜

❛ Why’d you leave? ❜

❛ In this world, we’re always on our own. ❜

❛ You’re a tough kid. ❜

❛ You should be dead. ❜

❛ You just need a little liquid imagination. ❜

❛ Why you gotta make trouble where there isn’t any? ❜

❛ I’ve seen crazy, this is kind of nice. ❜

❛ Surviving is killing me. ❜

❛ You’re not gonna die here because I’m not dying here. ❜

❛ Right now the enemy is not what’s out there, it’s actually time. ❜

❛ I did it for you. You’re the last good person I know. ❜

❛ All things come to those who wait. ❜

❛ Fear creates fury, fury creates blood. ❜

❛ You have no idea what I carry. ❜

❛ How do you tell a lie that big, and sleep at night? How do you do that? ❜

❛ If we stay together, we live. ❜

❛ Let’s see how you get out of this one. ❜

[officergrimcs]

rules have finally been updated ! just need to sort through some verses.

[dailytwdcast]

Rick Grimes in The Walking Dead Season 7 Episode 1 | The Day Will Come When You Won’t Be

[andy-clutterbuck]

Soft™ : Rick & Carl | requested by @shibuyafrost

[andy-clutterbuck]

Best™: My Favorite Rick Grimes Moments

“I’m counting.” | 8x01 ★ Mercy

[hershelgrimes]

TWD Picspam → Rick & Judith

[officergrimcs]

Jessie isn’t sure why she let the truth spill so easily- maybe deep down she knew she needed help. She wanted help. There was something in Rick’s eyes that she hadn’t seen in Pete’s; genuine care. And it was his job to help people. And that included her. But, the mere thought of confronting Pete shook her to the core. It scared her. If Pete were to be exiled, surely he would retaliate.

When he steps closer to her, she shrinks away out of instinct- her heart hammered in her chest. Then, she reminded herself- Rick isn’t here to hurt her, he’s here to help her and her boys.

She needed to let him in; for her family’s sake.

A shattered breath pressed past gnawed lips and her arms crossed over her chest as she shook her head. “I can’t– I–” How was she going to fight Pete? “Rick, he’s–” And she knew she shouldn’t be defending him, but: “My kids need a father.”

Taking a step inside, Rick closes the door behind him.  People were starting to watch, they were starting to listen, and he didn’t want that.  Not for Jessie.  She didn’t deserve their unkind eyes.  For a moment, as he stands in the foyer with her, he listens to the house.  Ron isn’t home, he can tell that much -- but Sam? He’s upstairs, that kid didn’t leave his mother’s side.

It reminds him of Carl how he used to be with Lori.

Rick swallows dryly before he looks down to her.  His eyes shifting to her bruised face.

“You know that’s not an answer.” He whispers, his voice low just in case anyone came in from the other side of the house.  “This is dangerous, he is dangerous.”  Now, Rick takes a step closer to her.  “If you don’t stop this, Jessie, he’s going to kill you -- that’s where it ends for him.  And I don’t,” he tilts his head, taking in a breath before he clenches his jaw and calmly looks at her.  “I don’t want that.”

[hershelgrimes]

TWD Picspam → Rick Grimes (Season 5)

[officergrimcs]

Jaw clenches as the news of domestic violence within the community.  Domestic abuse was one of the main calls he’d get as an officer back in King County.  Everything about it never sat well with Rick ( would it with anyone? ). It was disturbing.  There was nothing right about feeling uncomfortable in your home with the person you cared for - to feel that you couldn’t voice your own opinion, or have a safe place to live in, it just wasn’t how things were supposed to be.

And now, that same issue was happening here, to a woman he barely knew yet cared for – even if he couldn’t understand why through such a short amount of time.

Walking down the street in his constable jacket that Deanna required him to wear, he stops at the Anderson house and watches the porch window, as if waiting, excepting something to happen.  Tilting his head to the side, Rick takes a minute contemplating the issue.  He closes his eyes, lets out a breath and decides to approach the house.

He only heard of this news last night, but he had to make it stop - he had to take matters into his own hands and put Pete down.  But first

Rick knocks on the front door.

He needs to talk to Jessie about the situation.

(( @inxthexshadows for jessie

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–fuck.

Rick knew, of course he did. He had been a cop, he’d seen this time and time again. And all Jessie can do is dio her head in shame, trying to hide it from him she swallowed hard as her brows pulled together. She nearly burned a hole into the floor. The blond pulled the door open wider.

“Pete, he–” She hated the way this made her feel. Rick must think she’s weak, a horrible mother. It was how she felt about herself. She hadn’t been able to make her husband happy; she was worthless.

“–I upset him.” She finally said, her voice small. “He had a bit to drink– I should have–” Her gaze fell to the hair in the kitchen. “I gave Sam a haircut, Pete slipped on the hair… I should have cleaned it up. He hurt his hand, he needs that, he’s the doctor. I put him…” Eyes glistened. “I put him in danger.”

[officergrimcs]

As she speaks, he tilts his head to the side, waiting, listening.  And he is surprised that she has been honest with him after all.  They know nothing of each other and here she is trusting him with her life.  Rick tenses at the mention of Pete’s name, his jaw tightening and the anger resurfacing.

“No,” he hisses, stepping in closer to her.  “That’s not your fault,” like he should be prying in her business, but this is what he was told to do, Deanna insisted he help other people.  And Jessie is one of the residents that now needs help.

His help.

Rick knows that Pete is the doctor and it’s a shitty circumstance because Pete’s an asshole yet he has a job here that so many people must rely on.  He doesn’t deserve any of what Jessie has given him as a wife.  The anger makes Rick’s blood boil.  “He put you in danger, no man should do that to their wife, their children…” his eyes scan the house behind her before they fall back to the blonde in front of him.  “You need’t fight, if not for yourself than for your kids.  You gotta stop him.”

He reaches out, but doesn’t touch her.

“If you’re not gonna stop him, then I will.”

[officergrimcs]

Jaw clenches as the news of domestic violence within the community.  Domestic abuse was one of the main calls he’d get as an officer back in King County.  Everything about it never sat well with Rick ( would it with anyone? ). It was disturbing.  There was nothing right about feeling uncomfortable in your home with the person you cared for - to feel that you couldn’t voice your own opinion, or have a safe place to live in, it just wasn’t how things were supposed to be.

And now, that same issue was happening here, to a woman he barely knew yet cared for – even if he couldn’t understand why through such a short amount of time.

Walking down the street in his constable jacket that Deanna required him to wear, he stops at the Anderson house and watches the porch window, as if waiting, excepting something to happen.  Tilting his head to the side, Rick takes a minute contemplating the issue.  He closes his eyes, lets out a breath and decides to approach the house.

He only heard of this news last night, but he had to make it stop - he had to take matters into his own hands and put Pete down.  But first

Rick knocks on the front door.

He needs to talk to Jessie about the situation.

(( @inxthexshadows for jessie

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Her cheek wasn’t too badly bruised. She could easily pass it off as an ACCIDENT– well, she could easily tell that to Sam. Ron was too busy at Enid’s, and that was a good thing. She didn’t want him to see his father in this light, didn’t want it to scare him. It had been Sam she was worried about the most; he was already so fragile and weak. And she hated that that was how she viewed her son, but it was the truth- her baby boy was not built for this world. Neither was she.

Pete had left, out the backdoor to wander the streets intoxicated. He had always had a problem with alcoholism, but it seemed to heighten these past couple of years.

Jessie covered her mouth and she gripped the countertop in her kitchen. Blond hair was still scattered on the floor, she still needed to sweep from her son’s haircut. That could keep her busy, maybe she’d sweep the whole house. Maybe even twice. If she kept it clean, it would please him.

As she made her way to the broom closet a knocking on the door had caused her to jump. She can see the top of Rick’s head from the small window in the center of the door.

It wasn’t Pete back for more– she let out a deep breath, she hadn’t even realised she had held her breath.

She closed the closet door and headed toward the front of the house, a shaky hand turned the knob and she’s face to face with the constable.

“Rick.” A forced smile. “Hi.”

[officergrimcs]

Head turns as he waits for the front door to be open.  People walking down the block give him a wave of a slight hello in greeting.  Rick doesn’t smile, but he does give them a slight wave in return.  These people are weak, he can see that now.  Carl brought it up to him the other day and Rick finally understood that his son was right.  He did want to give them the benefit of the doubt, but these people had to learn, and whether it was they teach them, or they found out the hard way —

At the sound of the door opening, Rick turns and he gives Jessie a slight nod of greeting.  “Jessie,” he gives a greeting, and he as going to say hi - his lips turn to a smile, but the instant he sees the bruising on her cheek, he frowns.

Rick takes a step, not crossing the threshold into the Anderson home, but he does point to her face.  “What happened?” He drawls, but he knows what the truth is, now whether she gives him the truth or not, Rick will tell her that he knows.

Glancing over his shoulder, Rick notices that there aren’t many people around as there were just moments ago.  His hand rests against his holster as he waits for her to answer him, his jaw clenching tightly.  Images flash through his mind of how it happened, of how much he wants to punch Pete’s face in for being a disgrace to this world, to his family.

Peter is not a man that deserves to have anything, and yet, he was here, alive, parading around because he was the damn doctor.  Rick isn’t gonna have any of it.

[officergrimcs]

Jaw clenches as the news of domestic violence within the community.  Domestic abuse was one of the main calls he’d get as an officer back in King County.  Everything about it never sat well with Rick ( would it with anyone? ). It was disturbing.  There was nothing right about feeling uncomfortable in your home with the person you cared for - to feel that you couldn’t voice your own opinion, or have a safe place to live in, it just wasn’t how things were supposed to be.

And now, that same issue was happening here, to a woman he barely knew yet cared for -- even if he couldn’t understand why through such a short amount of time.

Walking down the street in his constable jacket that Deanna required him to wear, he stops at the Anderson house and watches the porch window, as if waiting, excepting something to happen.  Tilting his head to the side, Rick takes a minute contemplating the issue.  He closes his eyes, lets out a breath and decides to approach the house.

He only heard of this news last night, but he had to make it stop - he had to take matters into his own hands and put Pete down.  But first

Rick knocks on the front door.

He needs to talk to Jessie about the situation.

(( @inxthexshadows for jessie

[howyoulive-howyoudie-deactivate]

I love this scene of Ressie 💞💞