#rickgrimesdoingrickthings

[littlewrensx]

starter for @rickgrimesdoingrickthings continued from here.

"You brought him in... so you look after him."

It was what she was told when she had gotten the man into the community. "I couldn't just let him die out there." She had told her leader. The man clearly had been hurt, and if the walkers even smelled his blood they would've torn him to shreds.

"I know you didn't get bit, buy you have a serious cut and you should let me bandage it up." Her expression softened as he gave him, chuckling softly. It was like a mountain she had been trying to climb, getting him to trust her even for just a little bit. Maybe he was just annoyed with her so much he figured if he let her look at him she'd leave him alone. Either way, she saw it as a victory.

Sitting in front of him, she reached gently to the cut on his face. Wiping it with some antiseptic. "Sorry, this is going to sting." She spoke gently. "It may need a couple of stitches. Now, I will admit I'm more of a cook but I was taught to sew up a wound if you trust me. Otherwise I can go the doctor." But considering it took a while for him to get her to look at him, she wondered if he'd let another stranger take a look.

[starfleetcowboy]

// Yes I will try to carry your evening. Here's my John drabble I've been practicing some realism x manga style

‼️‼️‼️ i love it!! a nice blent of styles, and i think one that suits him. i really like your shading in particular. little highlight on the nose.... beautiful

i gotta draw more.. need to put him on paper

[vuulpecula]

✖ @rickgrimesdoingrickthings cont.

Lounging sideways in what was practically a throne, Fox observed the rings adorning her fingers as if Rick arriving was part of an everyday occurrence. Barely looking his way for more than a moment. Relaxed to the point she almost appeared bored. “Mm, yes, you are a killer. I see.” Not that she looked, adjusting a diamond around her index finger. She smiled as it glinted.

With a stretch, her arms and a leg stretching out, Fox sighed. Her foot came near to a walker chained to the wall behind the throne, the deceased reached for it, snapping hungrily. She turned her body, resting her elbows on her knees to get a better look at him. The CRM had stepped up the game if she compared him to the last guy unfortunate enough to come through. “There may be no point, but it would be fun, yes?” Her teeth were exposed to him as she grinned, canines sharpened to points. He had guns, but she didn’t need them.

“They did not tell you what happened to the one that came before you, did they? Only that you need lots of men and lots of guns and lots of…” She waved her hand around, searching for a word that would describe him. “Attitude?” She understood her compound was a valuable resource. They had an endless supply of fresh water when those around them could not count on the same. Her people kept the facility up, generating energy with handmade inventions to keep the plant running. It would not be surprising to her if he didn’t find her funny, he didn’t look like he appreciated jokes.

“I am sitting here, is that not cooperating? Speak your peace, dog of the republic, I want to hear if they have changed their spiel.” There was a second in command, far from there by now, with a majority of her people. Those that had remained behind had volunteered to defend their walls. His company was too large for them to defend themselves, she had chosen to send them away, save them at least for now from whatever fist the CRM was bringing down upon them. Take as much ammo as possible to keep it out of the hands of the army. What were their weapons without their bullets? Not all realized that a gun could still be used even when it was empty. Her people did.

“Go on, tell me your demands before I decide I want to do, as you say, resist.”

[norvstforthvwickvd-blog]

"What happened?"

"Nothing." Elijah dismisses him as she wipes blood from her face. Walker blood. "Just a little spout in the woods while scavenging with Maggie, Glenn, and Daryl. I'm fine." Maggie, seeing how close her and Beth had become, decided to make friends with Elijah as well. Glenn followed soon after, and Daryl...well, he was Daryl.

[andy-clutterbuck]

I love love love love love love love live youu

[sxbaist]

@rickgrimesdoingrickthings from here!

"Trust you?"

Spit adorned her lips like a rage-spike crown. Vega paced, and paced, and felt the snakes in her chest constrict.

"How the fuck can I trust you?"

"You-- you fucking vanish on me for six! Years! And then you lead these skitstövlar," this was where the saliva cast out, from her mouth to his face, "To my people?"

She'd nearly killed Khan for less. Her heart shatterings were falling through her chest like glass. That shine in his eyes-- she would have seen it if rage and grief weren't overtaking her. If she could See with that jade rather than cut with it.

"I did trust you, Rick, I fucking, I..."

loved you.

But there's no out that she can see. Nothing to help them. The cuffs cut into her wrists like teeth. Any resistance meant death to her people.

Her own lip trembled. She'd hit him before kissing him, but hell if she didn't want to do both.

"Just keep them safe. I'll do whatever I have to to keep them safe. At least promise me that."

[wexarethewalkingxdead]

Must Have Done Something Right || Sophia & Rick || Continued from Here (X): @rickgrimesdoingrickthings

Sophia knew she hurt him when she said he wasn't her father. And the truth was, she was glad that he wasn't anything like him. She hated her father, and she didn't want to hate Rick. She wanted to love him, and she honestly did from the bottom of her heart. She saw how good he was to her Mama, and she wanted nothing but the best for her Mama. She wanted someone that spoke gently and touched her with love. And so far, Rick had done all of that and more. And he spoke to her the same way and touched her the same way. She would never be able to repay him for everything he'd done for them.

She lifted her head when he offered his gun and shook her head. "I don't want it. I have my bow and my knife. I know how to use both." The adults in her life had done a damn good job showing her how to take care of herself and do it without so much as making a sound. A gun would bring more down on her and hadn't he taught her that very lesson in the woods at the traffic snarl on the highway before they'd met Maggie and the others? It was something she had quickly taken to heart and held there. "Thank you though." She tried to give him a smile, but her eyes were burning from unshed, ashamed tears.

"I shouldn't have said that," she whispered, sniffling a little before wiping her nose on her sleeve and taking a quiet step toward him. She pushed his gun back to him, toward his hip where it belonged. "You need that to keep all of us safe. Me and my Mama…Carl and Judith. The others." She gripped the bow in her other hand before she moved the hand that touched his gun to his arm and gave it a squeeze.

"I promise I'll let someone know the next time I need to get out of here for a bit, okay?" She might not tell someone directly, but she'd certainly leave a note.

[deputyrick]

Thanks for your comment, it made me and rp partner giggle in joy

Teehee glad to hear it 😭 I’ve really been enjoying your blog! It’s making me curious about rp, I’m thinking about dipping my toe in 🤭