#r.j. grimes

[amazingmaeve]

DARYL DIXON + HUGS IN THE WALKING DEAD | 11.09 “No Other Way”

#daryl dixon #daryldixonedit #norman reedus #judith grimes #R.J. grimes #carol peletier #lydia twd #connie twd #kelly twd #twdedit #twd #thewalkingdeadedit #the walking dead #11.09 #my gifs #queue me up scotty #*gifs #*gifset #* #twddaily #dailytwd #dailymalesource #dailymengifs #dailymenedit #dailytvactors #dailyhorrorgifs #bblecher #dailyfilmsource #dailyfilmandtv #dailyflicks

[sarcasmchandlerbing]

BIG SPOILERS NOW IF YOU HAVEN'T SEEN THE LAST THE WALKING DEAD EPISODE 11.24 "REST IN PEACE"! (PUTTING WARNING JUST IN CASE)

So there was supposed to be ending where we meet older Judith, RJ, Gracie, Coco and Jerry's and Nabila's child Ezra. Here we have this deleted scene written and I found this from Slash Film site.

Also photo:

RJ Grimes (Roland Buck III), Ezra (Seoum Tylor Aun), Coco Espinosa (Sahara Ale), Gracie (Tess Cline) & Judith Grimes (Britt Baron).

What do you all think of this, the casting, the scene that could have been and are you eager to see it someday?

#the walking dead #twd #deleted scene #deleted scenes #season 11 #rj grimes #judith grimes #ezra #coco espinosa #gracie #roland buck iii #seoum tylor aun #sahara ale #tess cline #britt baron #twd spoilers #the walking dead spoilers #rick junior grimes #r.j. grimes #r.j grimes #twd ezra #twd gracie #gracie twd #ezra twd #how I am just now seeing this? are all people/fans already seen this? #i think it would have been better if we have seen all the scenes rick and michonne and judith saying we're the ones who live and then after #that we could have seen this scene also! fingers crossed it is released someday maybe even before dvd/blu-ray has come out!! #which of these is the best casting? your favorite? let's talk about this (or that) #why hershel isn't there too being older? that's not nice!! #my favorite might be rj or coco casting i don't know... want to see this scene please... i wished to see them older long time ago already

[xgoddessoffandomsx]

Roland Buck III and Britt Baron who portrayed adult versions of R.J Grimes and Judith Grimes in a deleted scene that would've seen them and others searching for survivors and R.J referring to himself as Rick Grimes

#roland buck III #britt baron #rj grimes #r.j grimes #judith grimes #the walking dead #twd

[scarceghost]

Goofy stuff

#have a nice death #art #Gordon grimes #slyma HaND #Death HaND #Patrick thuggins #Jerry HaND #pump quinn #r.j Barron

[fcdcdmcmories]

@walstarterblog

THIS WASN'T HOME AND NEVER HAD BEEN. AT LAST .. R.J DID NOT THINK SO. he hadn't been able to find his family just yet and how could he ever be alright without his mom and sister? even without .. the brave man that he had just gotten to meet? he didn't know and yet, he was trying to make them all proud. he sat down at the coffee shop, bringing his cup to his lips, when he realised that he was not alone. this was something new, as well. being around so many people. "hey.. if you wanna sit down or somethin', i'd be alright with it? could use the company."

#( are you the brave man? && r.j. grimes ). #wal: starter #wal: open

[loganlostitall]

Talking to the Moon

Rating: 13+

Word count: Just under 3.5k

Characters: Judith Grimes, Negan Smith (NOT A SHIP!!!!!!); mentions of Carl, Rick, Michonne, Carol, Enid, and R.J.

Setting: Alexandria, post 6 year jump

Content Warnings: sibling grief, talks of death, a little bit of suicidal ideation in here too I think, vulgarity, light talk of typical TWD violence, just lots of sad. Sorry. Fluffy ending tho!

Summary: Judith is getting older, and it’s not fair that Carl isn’t.

Author’s Note: Okaaayy so I really did not want the first piece I published on here to be an angsty vent but life kinda decided to bodyslam me (as usual) so anyways have this lol. I spent all day yesterday writing this in between crying fits and I’m only finishing it now.. oopsie whoopsies. A little context I guess, my older brother was shot and killed 5 years ago, and in 5 years I will be older than he got to be. That’s heavily implemented in here, as well as just the majority of Judith’s dialogue being my own thoughts/feelings. Sometimes it just hits you again, man. My therapist likes me to write it out 🤷🏻 I’m workin on other stuff that isn’t like this so pls bear w me y’all 😭🙏🏽

Beta’d by @murdadixon as alwayysss

Midnight marked her 10th birthday. 

She liked to keep track of time in intervals of five. R.J. was currently an interval of 5. He died at an interval of five. She was reaching an interval of 5 herself, right now. In a demi-decade, she would encounter the age he’d never passed; and in a decade, she would be 5 years older than he’d ever be. Five felt significant, and she did not—she simply felt like her brother’s stand-in. 

Judith sat on the edge of the wooden boardwalk with her legs drawn up to her chest and both arms wrapped around her knees, chin rested atop them, and stared blankly at the water source before her. Tried to mimic its stillness. But she disrupted it, instead, because the tears swimming in her brown eyes splattered down and sent ripples coursing across the surface, growing larger the further they fanned out and expanded. 

That was, similarly, how missing Carl felt. At the start, it was a heavy impact, it obliterated the calmness, and as the years blazed past, it got further away and yet simultaneously… bigger. How could something shrink and grow? How could she grow, every day; and yet consistently feel as if she were being pushed back, made smaller? Small enough to be back in his arms again, like before, like that final night she knew him. 

She would appreciate his last words this time. She would wrangle her brain up into her juvenile hands and pin it down to carve them over the top of her damn hippocampus to keep them there; even if it did mean her blood got everywhere, even if it meant she lost all the rest of her cognitive function. Truthfully, she did not want to function this way. Being medically brain dead would be a graciousness. Or maybe just being bit.

Feeling the fever Carl did would unite them in a way. 

The panels beside her creaked recognizably, a familiar gait and stride, and Judith’s fingers twitched to move instinctively for a gun she knew she wouldn’t brandish. The scuffed tips of two large black boots entered her peripheral vision but she did not turn her gaze. 

“Hey there, Miss Grimes.” 

Negan sat in a loose mirror of Judith’s position—he struggled with holding his legs in exactly the same manner and had to improvise considerably. He got himself comfortable with his legs toward his chest but with a short gap between his thighs, toes pointing outward instead of inward as Judith’s were, and both forearms crossed above his knees to lie his head upon. 

“Don’t really like water, kid, but I’m diving in there after ya if you jump, so please don’t, alright? For me?” 

The preteen wiped her right cheek against her bicep and tilted her head to rest the left cheek against the adjacent knee and look at her guest. Her eyes weren’t really seeing him, but she was trying to acknowledge the fact that he’d joined her. “How’d you get out?” 

He ignored that she ignored his question and instead plastered on the usual grin, even if the edges were heavy and worn down, and lifted a finger to his smile. 

Shhhh, it’s a secret. It went without saying. 

“I should shoot you. I brought my gun,” she pestered, poking a bear with a stick. Only, this bear was a puppy. And the humor behind the words didn’t reach her tone. 

He decided not to address her monotony.

“Mmhmm. Right.” 

“I would.” 

“I know,” he grinned again, more genuinely, and his side administered a dull throb almost out of nostalgia. She had, in fact, shot him. He wouldn’t challenge that.

There were only a few moments that went without speech. Judith found herself gazing ahead again, tapping her right cowgirl boot without tempo because it was simply to alleviate the odd, incessant gnawing in her gut that screamed to bounce her leg, or else. 

“Why don’t I get to have a word?” she blurted out, albeit quietly, almost unaware that Negan could not read her mind and was clueless to what she really meant. The man hummed questioningly as if to say ‘continue,’ and Judith finished verbalizing the thought. “I mean… mom’s a widow, and you’re a widower. Enid is an orphan. Aunt Carol is a v- vi..lo..mah, she lost her daughter Sophia.” The young girl struggled on the pronunciation momentarily before returning to the point. “But what am I? Just… a kid who lost a brother? Don’t I deserve a word? Doesn’t Carl? I think he deserves more than one. I would give him them all.” 

In truth, Negan would not have heard the second half of her statement had they not been knee-to-knee. Even from only having a view of the profile of her face, he could tell that she was fighting back the need to cry. The intensity with which she swallowed, the twitch of the corners of her frown, her small nostrils flaring. She was probably also avoiding allowing her voice to crack. 

Kids don’t ever deserve to feel this way. Adults can hardly even cope with loss. He’d seen it sometimes before, the occasional teen with swollen eyes and dark circles wordlessly offering him a slip with a small, rectangular obituary card stapled to the top left corner to excuse a few days of absence after the passing of a parent, guardian, or otherwise crucial family member. And similar to now, he truly tried his best… when it came to situations like that. It was hard—shit, it still is hard, but after eventually grasping that what most of them wanted was to just be heard (and not to be told that a kick-ass exercise routine could distract a weak mind, or about how being a pussy didn’t get you pussy), he’d take his attendance and approach again with a juniors mitt and baseball to throw at the wall and catch while they cried, screamed, shook, even dissociated some of them. He’d never been a great man, or honestly even a kind teacher; Savior Negan essentially just carried on acting as he had before Lucille’s confrontation, diagnosis, and passing; but the kids who saw through him loved him. When the rest loathed to hear ‘Mr. Smith,’ though no one was to blame for that but himself. To the damaged kids, the whole façade of coolness he tried to upkeep around his classes was utter horseshit because they found him badass when he let them bitch about things without taking to the nearest phone as a mandatory reporter. 

Judith was, arguably, the most mature ten year old with significant trauma that he’d ever sat with. Children that young hadn’t been his area of work, really, but there were a handful of times one of his high school students had to drag along a little sibling because they’d emancipated after the death of the only responsible parent, were granted custody of the kid, and the younger had a day off. Other stories, heavily similar or drastically different, with the same outcome. Judith was more put together than half of the seniors that had dished their shit out on him. In a strictly militant world and with no empire turning to him for guidance, there was no excuse to be assertive around her age bracket. He would tell her she was strong, that she was an Amazon warrior who could brave anything and then have to explain Wonder Woman comics, but the probability was massive that she could only grasp some variation of control over herself in these heavy moments because life now held a sickening promise that anything could be marred with a streak of blood. That you have to always be ready to mourn. 

So fucked up. 

His prior internal assessment to remain silent and give her more time to process her feelings into words proved correct when Judith turned her head back in his direction again with more to express to him. 

“Dad isn’t here anymore to tell me what Carl was like at my age. Or tell me stories about before everything got bad. And mom wasn’t around for all that stuff. But even if she was, I- I hate always hearing about him from other people. About how they won’t ever get to see him grow up. Why does everyone else get to remember my brother? Why doesn’t anybody care that I gotta know he’s not watching me grow up anymore? I want to remember Carl on my own, but I was too little!” Her delicate voice shattered beneath the weight of her last sentence, and the way her eyebrows were flying into all different angles on her face betrayed that her developing mind didn’t know what to do with the guilt that ignited furiously behind her ribs for seemingly such a selfish notion. It was a vicious fact that Judith almost never understood what she was feeling, not acutely. 

But, she trusted Negan. He’d told her things that no one else had cared to let her know. About Abraham. About Glenn. About Sasha, Denise, uncle Daryl. Everyone she loved had been damaged by him in some way, but… they’d all together affected him, too. 

Maybe he changed. Or maybe he’d been keeping this Negan safe. Whatever the case, here he was, out of his cell, not even allowing his knee to bump her own. 

This man had killed people? He was the kindest one here to her. Especially when it came to stuff like this. Other Alexandrians always dismissed her; she didn’t have any “adult” problems worth sparing their time for. How could the big bad wolf be so tame? 

Judith wiped both of her eyes and straightened her left leg out halfway. “If… if Carl hadn’t got bit, what do you think things would be like now?”

And that question certainly beckoned an answer. He had been allowing her to talk as much as she felt necessary tonight, content to simply sit quietly and be an ear for the little girl as she often was for him. His skull would have been split open on one of those prison walls years ago had it not been for his little window and Judith’s spark of rebellious humanity. 

Negan responded honestly, as was always the case with her. “I woulda killed every last one of these dickwipes, and brought you and Carl back to the Sanctuary with me. I don’t kill kids. But I don’t think your brother would have been too crazy about that. Nah, with those titanium balls of his, he would have taken me down, torn all of my people apart limb from fuckin’ limb. Yeah…,” he peered down at Judith, who was just watching him with her elbow on her extended knee and her cheek rested on her palm. No signs of distress. He continued on. “Yeah, Prick thought he was a badass, but Carl? Well, he was the real badass. Anybody could’a killed me, my bet was on him. Catch me off guard, I wouldn’t have fought back. I think he would have stocked one of my big ass trucks with everything he needed and taken off with you knowing he won. But he also would have lost everything.” 

Now, Judith’s energy had shifted back into that murky cloud it had resembled before. Not entirely, but to a noticeable degree. Negan cursed under his breath. 

“Did I scare you talking abou-” 

“You think Carl would have raised me all on his own? You really think he would have done that?”

“Oh, I know it,” Negan nodded adamantly, without aggressive urgency, and chipped a piece of plastic from the aglet of his shoelace to chuck into the water. “Carl loved you more than anyone else, I think.” 

A brittle, cracked sob drew his attention immediately to the little girl beside him, left hand reaching out to comfort on instinct and then hovering uselessly between them. Judith gave her permission with action instead of words; turning her legs off to the side to be able to roll onto her right hip and notch herself against Negan’s side. She rested her head against his knee and old tears from her cheek seeped through the thin material of his jumper. The previously awkward arm dropped around her own and he settled for hanging his hand at an outward angle away from her body. He’d comfort the kid but any one of the adults here would send Michonne into a goddamned stroke by reporting that he’d made an attempt against her daughter's life by, say, scratching the back of her head. Some asinine bullshit. He wouldn’t risk it, and not because of himself. No, he’s a big boy and can handle his own conflicts. But Judith would get in so much unnecessary trouble. 

After taking a minute to gather herself, Judith whispered, “I think I would have liked that better.” 

“…What, Carl taking care of ya?” He queried. “Y’know that means you wouldn’t have your mom, or dad, or-”

“Mommies and daddies die before their kids do, or they’re supposed to. Siblings are- they’re supposed to be there the whole time you grow up, and after. You’re supposed to live your life together. And they’re not supposed to die before you mom and dad do.” 

“Kid-”

“I want Carl. I’d give up anyone here to get him back.” 

It proved remarkably difficult given how much taller he was than her, but Negan managed to make do. He tilted his neck to a sideways angle and rested his head on top of hers whilst fishing through his right pocket. 

Judith peeked up at him. “What’re you doing? Are you gonna stab me for making you sad? I’ve still got my-”

“No. Don’t be nosey,” he goaded and even ventured so far as to stick his tongue out and wrinkle his nose. Her head dropped back down to his leg just as quickly as it rose, and Negan’s fingers closed around the surprise. 

“Sounds like a candy wrapper…,” she mumbled, still too lost in her own head and the darkness residing. 

Two bright blue pouches withdrew from his pocket, and his brown eyes traveled skyward. “Moon’s right above our heads now. Means it’s midnight. I got ya a gift.” 

A second, smaller pair of brown irises gazed upon the same sky, and her bottom lip began to give way into trembles again so Negan damn near shoved the quite literally sweet present directly in front of her face. 

Judith blinked, eyes focusing on the text in front of them that stood out violently against the package design. “What’s ‘Razzles?’” A small hand accepted the curious, but still exciting new treat, and read the yellow script surrounding the name at the top and bottom. “‘First it’s candy, then it’s gum’? What’s gum?” 

Negan had already ripped his open. “You’re about to give me one fat ass kiss, Miss Grimes,” he mused delicately, tossing three colorful disks into his mouth.

His much younger counterpart followed suit, unsure of how to react while the candy crunched before a scintillating smile broke out across her face and two more pieces joined the first. “Where’d you get these?”

“…Okay, don’t laugh,” he deadpanned, and couldn’t help but smirk when Judith narrowed her eyes at him and raised an accusatory eyebrow, still blissfully chewing away. “I’ve gotta secret admirer.” He drew his shoulders up into a loose shrug, threw his hands out in a ‘surprise!’ gesture and dropped his mouth open to an overly enthused smile as the preteen choked on gum. 

“WHAT?!? What do you mean?! Tell me, tell me!” 

He wouldn’t comment on how much tension finally dissipated from his body and mind at the eager enthusiasm on Judith’s face. This had all been so… glum. “Don’t know, but they slip me goodies through the bars on the window. I asked Father Freaky for some paper to draw, keep my mind busy y’know, and left a note up there requesting a special birthday gift for my best friend. They got dropped in this morning.” 

“So, someone here in Alexandria?” she asked, munching her way through her bag of sweets. There was a twinkle in her eyes, finally, so he’d entertain it. 

He shrugged idly. “I’d assume so. I’ve got my fingers crossed there’s some freaky deaky coming my way!!” 

“Oh, ew. There it is, you ruined this whole thing.” Judith pushed on the side of his knee with both hands to amass enough force to actually shove his leg over. 

“Damn. This whole thing, huh?” 

“Mmhmm,” she hummed, her mouth now so full of chewed up gray gum that speaking proved difficult. 

Negan chomped down on a considerable number of candies all at once and reached for Judith’s own pack of Razzles. “Alright, I’ll just take this then, since I fucked up your birthday and all.” A deep, rumbling laugh burst forth from up out of his chest when the ten year old shouted ‘NO!!!’ and a huge wad of gum rolled out of her mouth to plink into the water and bob along to float elsewhere. The pout her bottom lip garnished was impressive and Negan glanced around to the houses in the distance behind them, all of the windows being dark with the quiet insinuation of sleep, to ensure the absence of scrutinizing eyes before taking one of Judith’s hands into his own to unload half the contents of his own candy until her palm was overflowing and a few stray pieces thumped down against the wood. Negan administered the 5 second rule with a quickness and claimed them for himself. 

“Thanks,” she chimed faintly, and set about organizing the surplus of thin, cylindrical candies into separate groups of yellow, purple, orange, pink, and blue. 

Negan tucked his hand back to his side and pointedly did not give any attention to the prominent droop Judith’s shoulders adopted afterward. He wondered fleetingly if anyone in town ever just… gave the kid a hug. “Ah, don’t worry about it. Really. It’s not like I went out and found these myself.” He pointed one of his own bits of candy at her and added, “Well, you can always just find my paramour and thank them yourself.”                

She tilted her head back against his arm to smile up at him. “You just want me to get you deets. You have a crush on this person already, uncle Negan?” 

“I’ll love anybody who gives me attention at this point,” he shrugged again, tone steady despite the admission. “Aren’t I hopelessly in love with you, Miss Grimes?” 

Her braid swung and the sheriff’s hat far too oversized for her head shifted slightly out of place when she nodded. She tucked the intertwined strands of hair behind her ear after they fell into her face and tickled her nose. “I never hear mom say that she loves me.” 

“Ah, she does.” He tapped a finger against his temple once he knew Judith was looking at him and would see it. “She’s got a lot going on up here. But I bet if you went up to Mich and told her first, she’d say it back.” 

The young girl nodded again, though this motion was a simple, stiff jerk and only once. Drastically unlike the one he’d earned for himself just moments prior. Judith didn’t believe that Michonne really loved her, but she could easily surmise that he did. “Love you, too,” she murmured and a hefty sigh followed closely behind. Judith tapped the toes of her boots against the boardwalk and followed Negan’s offered instruction to bravely attempt blowing her first bubble. It snapped into a sticky disaster on her lips. The pair fell into a comfortable, innocent, expectationless silence. Negan eventually polished off the last of his candy and crumpled the wrapper up to tuck away into the pocket he retrieved it from, along with Judith’s once she’d finished her own. She was, reasonably, exhausted, and it didn’t take long for him to realize that Judith had drifted off leaning against him. 

Next thing he knew, the clouds were graying and little hands were nudging his arm, accompanied by a sleep-slurred voice telling him to wake up. His legs were numb from having remained in the same seated position for what had to be at least a couple hours, but Negan still managed to get himself up into his feet and follow her along as she led the way to his cell. A sheepish smile and tired shrug was all he could muster when her eyes lingered on the lock and bobby-pin discarded haphazardly in the middle of the concrete. He took his place on his cot and watched the child close the bars behind him and slide the lock back into place. 

Judith turned from him to walk away, but threw a drowsy smile over her shoulder and waved. And pointless as it was, he spoke after she’d left and her shadow had already passed by his solitary window.

“Happy birthday, kid.” 

I think I get attached to characters like Negan who are dangerous and have soft hearts because that’s exactly what my brother was like.

I miss my Carl ❤️‍🩹

This is my first time writing for TWD, and the first work I’m posting in over 2 years, so I hope it’s good for y’all 🥺

#the walking dead #negan smith #twd negan #negan #judith grimes #judith twd #negan twd #twd judith #Negan smith & Judith grimes #negan & judith #sibling grief #Negan fanfic #Negan smith fanfic #negan smith fanfiction #negan fanfiction #uncle negan #the walking dead fanfiction #first fanfic #Rick grimes #rick grimes' big ass hat #michonne grimes #carl grimes #Carl grimes death #vent post #angst #twd angst #hurt/comfort

[urfavenarrator]

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Note: it can takes me about 2-4 days to write fanfic because of work and it can be longer if I already have other requests. Also any minors I have on my commission page will be aged up to +18, I do write for female charecter but I do not write X Fem reader

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Will do's:

MLM

T4T

NbLM

NSFW

BDSM

Exhibitionism

Dirty talk

Humiliation

Wax play

Stigmatophilia

Ropework

Knife Play

Degradation kink

Praise kink

Impact play

Auralism

Exhibitionism

Body worship

Oral fixation

Asphyxiation

Deapthroating

Overstim

Edging

Muscle worship

Masks

Pillow princess/prince

Face fucking

Cockwarming

Toys

Brat taming

Forecd in to submission

Breeding

Smuff

Comfort sex

Monster fucking/loving

SFW+Random

Age gap (both parties must be adults)

Age ups

Au's

Hurt/comfort

Angst

Fluff

Charecter x reader

Charecter x Charecter

Mental age regression

Won't do's:

Underage

FEM READER

Certain kinks

Furries

Beastiality

Insest

People from ohio

Rape

Fandoms:

TWD(show)

Daryl Dixion

Rick Grimes

Carl Grimes

Negan Smith

Enid

Connie

Rosita

Ron Anderson

TlOU(game + HBO)

Joel Miller

Tess Servopoulos

Ellie Williams

Tommy Miller

Apex legends

Everyone (except pathfinder)

Overwatch

Everyone (except Hammon???, and winston)

Cod

Ghost

Soap

Valerie

Price

Graves

Rudy

König

Horangi

Nikto

Rainbow six

Everyone

A way out

Leo

Vincent

DbD

All survivors

All killers(except Victor and Pinhead)

The thing

R.J.

Windows

Sam

TCM

Bubba sawyer

Nubbins sawyer

Johnny sawyer(slaughter?)

L.G McPeters

Sissy sawyer

Thomas Hewitt

Slashers

Michael myers

Billy Loomis

Stu matcher

Braums

Jason

Mortal kombat

Reptile

Johnny cage

Kenshi

Subzero(bi-han)

Subzero(kuai liang)

Scorpion(kuai liang)

Smoke

Baraka

Kitana

Mileena

Sheeva

Resident evil

Leon

Chris

Clair

Carlos

Jill

Ashley

Luis

Rebecca

Wesker

Ada

#- ̗̀❀⋆˚̩̥̩🪻Bo writes🪻˚̩̥̩⋆❀ ̖́- #the last of us #tlou #apex #twd #apex legends #the walking dead #dbd #dead by daylight #slashers #x reader #x male reader #x m!reader #x male!reader #monster fucker #tcm x reader #tcm #alien #halloween #scream #friday the 13th #the thing #cod mw2 #a way out #overwatch #mortal kombat x male reader #mortal kombat x reader #resident evil

[katefaith18]

Judith Grimes' family

Adoptive mother: Michonne Hawthorne

Half brother: Carl Grimes

Step/adoptive father: Rick Grimes

Adoptive brother: R.J. Grimes

Biological mother: Lori Grimes

Biological father: Shane Walsh

Adoptive uncle: Daryl Dixon

Adoptive aunt: Maggie Rhee

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Judith With Gabriel's Stokes and Beth Greene

(Didn't have room for Tyreese (╥﹏╥)

#the walking dead #twd #twd spoilers #rick twd #twd fanfiction #twdedit #the walking dead fanfic #fear the walking dead #ftwd #the walking dead world beyond #twdwbedit #twdwb #judith grimes #carl grimes #rick grimes #lori grimes #grimes family #rick and michonne #michonne #michonne hawthorne #shane walsh #andrew lincoln #jon bernthal #danai gurira #chandler riggs #cailey fleming #daryl dixon #beth greene #twd daryl #rick x daryl

[thewalkingdeadband]

Review for "Family", twd season 11 ep 23, spoilers ahead:

Sooo many things to unpack... Ok, here we go:

Judith intro and in the rest of the episode:

First off all, the music used in this intro is the same as the one used for Rick's last episode when he blew up the bridge ... okay what a way to start 😭

talk abt Lori, unusual, nice. Then about Rick, Michonne, Carl. Nice again. As i said in previous reviews, this screams end of series, but its logical, i guess. Oh, and she probably doesnt know Rick isnt her biological father, i mean he didnt tell her when he was here cauz she was too young and im pretty sure Michonne never said it either ? Correct me if im wrong. Saying this cause some people seemed to think she would mention Shane.

Im also still not convinced Rick isnt the father by the way, the only thing we know is that Rick IS convinced he's not her father, but that could be his insecurities showing up, i mean if i recall well he could totally be, since he had sex with Lori very quickly after reuniting with her, so i dont know, maybe im bad at maths and maybe i missed an interview from someone saying this is canon and true (Kirkman? Anyone?), but i always believed that it was just Rick's belief but not a proof

And that doesnt matter anyway cause he's her father. She said "maybe im a grimes after all" and yes you are baby girl.

She's giving the hat to R.J, and later when Carol says "you and Carl are alike", she answers "he died saving people" and Carol goes "yes he did". These two events foreshadows the end of the episode, where she saves Maggie and gets shot. Also, what a moving call back, Judith saving Maggie who helped Lori giving birth to her.

Ok, before continuing, let me say this: she is NOT dying. She is going to reunite with Rick and Michonne. How, where, in what spin off/show/whatever, we dont know. But it IS happening. I have ZERO doubts. Same for R.J. Now, maybe then Rick dies within 15 mns of said reunion, you never know with TWD, or maybe then she dies (doubt so) but they ARE seing each other again.

Comic ending Spoilers:

Im pretty convinced, now that she gives the hat to Herschel, despite the fact that she was narrating here, that they re going to follow - in a way - the comics and have R.J be the one narrating everything after some time jump, to his children or something like that. Could be wrong.

Back to the show: When Daryl carried her to the clinic helped by Carol and everyone, of fucking course it made me think of the scene of Carl losing his eyes and getting carried by Rick with Michonne and everyone's help to Denise ❤❤💔💔

Then Judith said "daddy", and while some think she was talking to Daryl since she was dizzy and losing conscience (Daryl who did call her and R.J his kids a few episodes earlier...), to me it was obvious she was seeing/hallucinating/thinking abt Rick at this moment. Im not saying Andy is going to appear next week as an hallucination, but it was of course done on purpose. What purpose, we'll see...

But hey, Diane is aliiiive! Where the hell has she been all those episodes? Where the hell is Virgil??

Maggie/Negan: They are setting up the spin off with these lines: "together you and i we get this done" "not a we"...

Negan/Zeke nice talk with Maggie listening hidden is also a way to humanise him in Maggie's eyes in order to tease the spin off. Im not saying they re going to become besties, but they have to tease this so...

Ezekiel: "and yet i smile". His speech was amazing and a also nice call back for exactly why Rick spared Negan: dying would have been too easy. Rick probably didnt expect Negan to do any good though, but to just rot in his cell (the one built by Morgan by the way, just saying😎) but its happening now. So... "everything gets a return", you know (yes, Morgan again).

Back in 8.16 i was not ok with Rick sparing Negan, then in 9A i was kind on team Rick because well we knew he was leaving, we feared he would die, i could not bring myself to stay mad at him, i just wanted Daryl and him to get along again, i was moved by Carol trying to be supportive of both... anyway, digression.

Im still not at ease with the way Negan's been acting until very recently, but since Annie, since the few last episodes, he's definitely earning his redemption.

Bad ass Eugene taking down soldiers, is that his first real human kill by the way? And nice reunion with Max

Mercer a hero taking so many risks and his men too

Yumiko and Magna mini reunion, ok

Carol praising Judith, as in "we could all use her will to think abt the future and not just the present" made me think abt a certain doom: "new mexico still out here" "we got things to do first" AND IT HURTS

I loove that Judith and Carol had these moments since i hated to see that they hadnt seen each other at all for years at the start of 9b. I also loved the unit Carol, Daryl and her formed in this episode. And her mentioning she wishes she had more time with Carl, with all of them. Reminding me of when she said "im starting to forget their voices" to Michonne refering to Carl /Rick in 9b 💔. If u think abt it, she's also one of the oldest characters in the show u know.

Daryl saying "once this is over i'll tell u abt the people who loved you:: YES?? TYREESE? BETH? HERSCHEL? for instance. But we know he's leaving so he wont have time anyway to say anything, unless : time jump, return and spin off set in between, but i doubt it, we ll see.

Could u remind me again why we are supposed to believe Gabe and Rosita have broken up? I mean as per Angela's interview i think, not on screen. Because they obviously still love each other, duh? ?

Tyler: apologizes to Princess, she doesnt have to forgive him she has every right to be cold to him but it was still nice to have Connie, Kelly and Magna being nice and encouraging to him. And of course he died... the scene of Connie trying to reach out for him was touching.

Aaron, Jerry, Lydia:

Lydia so scared to lose Elijah the way she lost Henry...

Jerry going out to find Elijah "see u on the other side" ouuuh this doesnt look good at all and when u think of Queen Nabilla/King Jerry in Kingdom 2.0, it reminds me that once you start having plans in this show, it doesnt look good for you (Abe and Sasha💔...) , and Aaron looked at him like he knew, so im pretty sure he's a goner 💔💔... Also Please if he dies dont have Lydia feel guilty because she panicked and he decided to go look for Elijah...

And oh My God: "you are so loved, Lydia..."😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 she soo needed to hear that, u know?

I love Aaron so much, please dont die, please??

I probably have a thousand more things to say, still, but it's already wayyy too long

[ivegotalongmemory]

Twd 11x23 thoughts (I know I'm not emotionally prepared for this) ((spoilers)):

-it doesn't feel like this is the 2nd to last episode, I can't believe it

-that shot of all the weapons in one box is iconic honestly

-lori, CARL, RICK AND MICHONNE mention, yeah I knew I wouldn't be able to handle this

-she put the hat on R.J's head😭

-rosita is gonna be a ruthless bitch this episode right? Please give me that

-oh dianne is here? Where has she beeeeeeen all this time

-that tiny little crumb of ezekiel saying goodbye to nabila and gracie?? Literally a crumb but I love it

-daryl literally cannot say no to Judith can he. And then there's lil r.j who just has to get passed around between the babysitters

-yay mercer go fuck shit up<3

-"is that your faith talking?" "In you, yes" okay look I never cared about rosita/gabriel but I have to admit that was cute

-i feel so bad for aaron and his lil group, like everyone else is back together and then there's these guys still out here, they better be back with the main group before the end of the show. Actually I just had a depressing thought, what if they all die and never make it

-"yet I smile" stop I will cry, ezekiel really did beat all the odds

-"you all are better than me" okay look I am not a negan apologist and I dislike how some people literally suck his dick and forget everything he did, but i do love his arc lately of being self aware and knowing that he did shit and trying to be better for no reason other than to be decent, that little conversation with ezekiel really did pull at my heartstrings

-omg did Maggie hear all that too?

-all these conversations about the Grimes fam are making me emotional

-lmao @ mercer and yumiko acting their asses off in front of this other commonwealth girl

-LYDIA OH MY GOD???? NOT HER

-oh my god don't cut to another scene and leave me hanging like that???

-jerry yelling "dude stop" in the most dire of situations is the most Jerry thing ever

-that scene was almost unbearable, wtf

-lydia is gonna regret all the time she spent hanging out with Aaron because now they're twinning

-jokes aside, oh my god, I mean I'm glad she hasn't just been killed off completely because it could have been worse but yikes

-so sick seeing the whole group working together to infiltrate, reminds me of the earlier seasons

-variant walkers u are cool but this is NOT THE TIME to mess things up

-oh no eugene is fucked

-oh he's not fucked, GO EUGENE!

-i love u jerry please dont die but also i feel like hes gonna because he just said the cursed words "see you on the other side"

-ahh yes the usual killing of all the redshirts while all the mains somehow dont get shot

-and now mercer being arrested? oh this is all going to shit isn't it

-i love a good gunfight though

-also just thought how terrifying it must be for connie who literally can't hear any of this???

-OKAY GIRLIES THIS IS WILD PAMELA WHAT THE FUCK??? Judith literally shoved maggie out of the way to save her?? Stop it rewind right now

-but love how everyone went absolutely psychotic trying to shoot Pamela after she did that, it's what she deserves

-negans reaction to the variant walker just about sums it up

-love luke running up with a smile but like sorry bro we don't have time for smiles and reunions right now

Okay holy shit this whole post was a mess but

-judith shot? everyone desperate to kill Pamela? some guy accidentally opened the gates and let the walkers in? the walkers climbing the walls? Everyone penned in surrounded by the massive horde? Mercers been arrested? Aaron, Lydia, Jerry and elijah all still out there somewhere? We still don't know wtf happened to the oceanside people? now this is the kind of absolute chaos I want for the finale! Also I'm so glad amc apparently aren't releasing the finale early because for once in my life I can avoid being spoiled a whole week early

#twd #the walking dead #twd s11 #the walking dead season 11 #twd spoilers #the walking dead spoilers #11x23

[hiddenwashington]

@hiddenangcls​ said : Was that [LUCIEN LAVISCOUNT]? Oh no no, that was just [R.J. GRIMES], a [CANON CHARACTER] from [TWD]. They are [TWENTY FOUR] years old, use [HE/HIM], and [ARE NOT] aware that they are not actually from Washington DC. Too bad they can’t stray from this city for long.{ooc: chelsea, 26, est, she/her}

accepted! welcome to washington d.c. r.j.grimes [lucien laviscount]! please send in your account within 24 hours! please be sure to take a look at the checklist now that you’ve arrived! we look forward to seeing you around the city!

#twd rp #the walking dead rp #fandom rp #city rp #active rp #hiddenangcls #accepted #admin sunny

[wearelondonhq]

(bea) welcome to london, RICK JUNIOR "R.J." GRIMES! did anyone ever tell you that you look just like MICHAEL EVANS BEHLING? well, no matter, we hear that you are 24 and working as an ATHLETE. we also hear that you currently HAVE of your memories from THE WALKING DEAD and have a tendency to be UNWAVERING as well as STUBBORN. (( switching leto atreides pls !!! ))

(bea) welcome to london, DWIGHT "DEWEY" RILEY! did anyone ever tell you that you look just like HENRY GOLDING? well, no matter, we hear that you are 42 and working as a POLICE OFFICER. we also hear that you currently HAVE of your memories from SCREAM and have a tendency to be LOYAL as well as NAIVE. 

(bea) welcome to london, STEVE ROGERS! did anyone ever tell you that you look just like CHRIS EVANS? well, no matter, we hear that you are 42/100+ and working as an ARTIST. we also hear that you currently HAVE of your memories from MARVEL and have a tendency to be COURAGEOUS as well as PROUD. 

— WELCOME TO LONDON, r.j. grimes, dewey riley & steve rogers! you look very familiar, do we know you from somewhere? anyways, take your time settling in because whether you want to or not, it looks like you’re going to be living here for awhile! // welcome bea, please be sure to follow our checklist here! ** leto atreides (dune) is reopened for applications!

#multifandom rp #mumu rp #town rp #city rp #fandom rpg #town rpg #oc rp #city rpg #fandom rp #au rp #the walking dead rp #wal: accepted

[sarcasmchandlerbing]

The Walking Dead characters collages pt. 6

(In order: RJ & Judith Grimes, Gracie, Tammy & Earl Sutton, Marco, Jed, Jocelyn, Ozzy, Magna, Luke, Yumiko Okumura, Kelly, Connie, Dog, Cole, Virgil, Brandon, Frances, Mary/Gamma, Dante, Jules, Lucille, Adam (Sutton)

#the walking dead #twd #collages #my edit #rj grimes #judith grimes #gracie #marco #magna #luke #yumiko #kelly #connie #dante #lucille #adam #jules #r.j. grimes #rick junior grimes #twd gracie #twd magna #yumiko okumura #twd luke #twd marco #twd kelly #twd connie #twd dante #twd adam #twd dog #dog

[stxriesfromash]

PSA

I've updated my muse list; added my second gen muses Jack Mason and Sonny Mason (Kim's sons), Molly Mason (Kole's daughter), Ellie Willows (Jade's daughter), and James Score (Will's son). I've also added to my canons: Duchess, Marie, Berlioz, and Toulouse from Disney's Aristocats, Abel and Thomas Teller Jr from Sons of Anarchy, and Judith and R.J. Grimes from The Walking Dead (i've added small summaries to my canons ; please remember that they are extremely divergent and headcanon based). Also, if you could, please read each mun note that has been added to the summaries.

Thank you!

#out of stories (ooc) #shout it to the fcking heavens (psa)

[whenmondaycomes]

Full Name: Samantha Lynn Rhee

Aliases: Sammie

Sunshine (by Daryl)

Babe (by Daryl)

Love (by Daryl)

Date Of Birth: August 8, 1990

Gender: Female

Species: Human

Affiliations: Hilltop Colony

The Kingdom

Alexandria Safe Zone

Commonwealth Army (Formerly)

Militia (Formerly)

Sexual Orientation: Straight

Partner: Daryl Dixon (Soulmate/Boyfriend)

Occupation: Nurse

Family: Unknown Parents (Deceased)

Unnamed Sisters (Deceased?)

Glenn Rhee (Older Brother) (Deceased)

Maggie Rhee (Sister In Law)

Hershel Rhee (Nephew)

Will Dixon (Father In Law) (Deceased)

Mrs. Dixon (Mother In Law) (Deceased)

Merle Dixon (Brother In Law) (Deceased)

Judith Grimes (Surrogate Niece)

R.J. Grimes (Surrogate Nephew)

Dog (Former Pet)

Friends: Daryl Dixon (Best Friend/Love of Life)

Maggie Rhee (Best Friend/Sister In Law)

Michonne Grimes (Best Friend)

Carol Peletier

Rick Grimes

Carl Grimes (Deceased)

Glenn Rhee (Older Brother) (Deceased)

Hershel Rhee (Nephew)

Judith Grimes (Surrogate Niece)

R.J. Grimes (Surrogate Nephew)

Enemies: Negan Smith

Alpha (Deceased)

Beta (Deceased)

Leah Shaw (Deceased)

Citizenship: America

Status: Alive

#daryl dixon x ofc #About them

[arabian-bloodstream]

So I had a thought. We can be pretty sure after the scene with Carol and Michonne in 10.03 and the preview scene in the next episode with Daryl, Michonne, Judith and R.J. that Carol and Daryl live with Michonne and her kids.

So.... I’m thinking, uhm, does that mean that when (pretty known spoiler coming up) Michonne leaves (when Danai Gurira departs from TWD) that Carol and Daryl will be the ones taking over care of R.J. and Judith?!?!? Like co-parenting R.J. and Judith along with Lydia?! Like whoah! Is that what this is leading up to?!

I’m just letting that possibility seeping into my brain.

#caryl #daryl x carol #twd spoilers #the walking dead #michonne #judith grimes #r.j. grimes