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My daughter is blind! She is blind and tiny and helpless and fragile. She cannot help you!

turbanista:

23-Year-Old Woman Grows Beard, Says She Feels More Feminine Than Ever

Read the full story: http://www.buzzfeed.com/alanwhite/23-year-old-woman-grows-beard-says-she-feels-more-feminine-t?s=mobile

That is literally the ONLY Rick Grimes Imagine they’ve written?? All the rest are Carl and Daryl.

"I’ll do it. You go take Judith and Beth for a walk." He nods and leaves the prison. Daryl disappears into the cells.

One legged old man, I banish thee. I condemn thee to walking paces around the perimeter of the prison, never to enter again. I exile your daughter and the wee babe as well. 

sunwendyrain:

 Caught with Hand in the Cookie Jar

"I saw you staring at me." He laughed and rolled his eyes, "I know you like what you see. You’re always staring at me.” A goofy smile covers his face.

p sure beth wipes back to front, just sayin’

❝ I love you too, Lucille. I always have. ❞

bendfire:

spicymamaprincessjustin:

Petition to replace Rick with Beth bc we all know she’s better.

Rick Grimes: Patching Up Rick’s Hand

walking-dead-imagines:

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You sit in the prison rocking Judith in your arms. Beth is singing a lullaby to calm her. Rick walks in with Hershel and Daryl.

"Hey Rick want to-" You stop mid sentence when you see Rick. His face and his fist are covered with blood. You hand Judith to Beth and walk over to him. "Rick, what happened?!"

"Tyreese, he-" Hershel stopped him.

"Let me make sure you’re alright, first." He begins toward the table, but I put my arm in front of him.

"I’ll do it. You go take Judith and Beth for a walk." He nods and leaves the prison. Daryl disappears into the cells.

"Come sit down." He takes a seat at the table while you gather supplies. Gauze, wraps, medical tape, not enough. You take what you have and return to the table.

Rick extends his bloody hand towards you. You dab the wet rag on the cut and he flinches, “Sorry, but you don’t want to risk this becoming infected.” He nods and you continue. After you finish cleaning it, you wrap it and move to his face.

He scoots closer so you can reach it easily. You can’t stop yourself from blushing at this. You didn’t really know what you felt for him, but it was definitely something.

The cut on his face was right above his eye. His beautiful blue eyes. The ones that followed the rag, until they landed on your eyes.

"I know you like what you see." You lift the rag from his cut and sit back. He had known you were staring.

"What?" You laugh to hide your embarrassment.

"I saw you staring at me." He laughed and rolled his eyes, "I know you like what you see. You’re always staring at me.” A goofy smile covers his face.

By then your mouth had dropped open, did he really see you staring all those times? “Quit fooling ‘round Rick. Just let me clean your cut.” You go back to cleaning his cut, this time he was a lot closer.

 He continues, “And, you practically told Hershel to leave us alone. You like me. Don’t you, Y/n?” You cheeks burn from the confrontation. You look down at the seat to hide them.

He uses his thumb to push your chin up so you’re looking into his eyes. “Say it.” His blue eyes pierce through yours and you whisper, “I like you, Rick.”

He laughs, “Well, good. ‘Cause I like you too.” You smile and sit there for a moment.

From the cell doorway, Daryl chimes in, “Just kiss her already, god. Y’all are like a bunch of teenagers.”

Rick gives you a deep kiss, passionate. You hold his face with your hands, and move them throughout his hair.

You hold him by his shoulders and lean back, “Rick, when I said I liked you, I lied.” 

He stares at you with a hurt look on his face, “What?”

"Because Rick, I don’t like you. I love you.You lean in for another kiss, but this time you don’t interrupt.

"I love you too, Y/n. I always have."

can you write one about rick putting his hand up your butt?

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