#i’ve been taking notes on towl to eventually share one day but this was one i wanted to just share now heading into the finale

[whateverisbeautiful]

🀄️reflecting on richonne

What The Ones Who Live has made abundantly clear is that finding Rick and bringing him home was a mission fit for Michonne, and Michonne alone. Because Rick didn’t just need to be brought back home - he needed to be brought back to life.

Sure, other characters could have located him and tried to rescue him from the CRM, but Rick needed more than a rescue…he was in need of a resurrection. And there’s only one person on the planet capable of doing that for him and it’s his wife, the love of his life, Michonne Grimes.

Rick is a man who for all intents and purposes chose to die because he couldn’t see her face anymore and started to believe he never would again. He was only ever going to come alive again when her eyes, her presence, her heart was back in his life. He was only ever going to be free from not just the literal but mental shackles of the CRM when he could hold her in his arms again and reconnect with the woman whose heartbeat he shares.

I love how this story stayed consistent to the message that was true in the main show as well, and that’s that Rick needs Michonne. And Michonne needs him too. Rick’s relationship with Michonne is the one dynamic in his life where he’s poured into as equally and deeply and lovingly as he pours into her. Where he doesn’t have to be anything but himself. It’s the one relationship that can bring him back time and time again no matter the circumstances.

Richonne is a love supreme because they are two halves of one heart. So saving him - not just in body but in heart, mind, and soul - it could only ever have been her. 😌

[just-castlevania-imagines]

Another Date - Stripper!Alucard x Reader -

“You? You canceled your appointments?” Trevor asked seriously, the blonde simply nodding. Alucard detested talking about work in public, especially in somewhere like a coffee shop, but it was unavoidable.

“Yes. I would like to go out with Y/N tonight-“

“You canceled the single best paying bachelorette party in town.” Trevor said, with a slight chuckle. “It’s not every day that Carmilla gets married. She’s the most posh fucking spoiled rich fuck this town has.”

“Spoiled is accurate.” Alucard said with a disgusted look. “She was not happy I canceled.”

“Oh man, did you tell her you’d rather be out with another woman?”

“God no, can you imagine? I told her I forgot I made a previous engagement. She doesn’t need to know what it is, that’s my business.” He said, chuckling as he pulled his phone out of his pocket. Trevor noted the low buzz and raise a brow.

“That her calling?”

“No, it’s my mother texting. I told her how my date went and she’s asking when they can meet her.”

“Oh, things are getting serious.”

“Yes... Belmont... I have a favor to ask.” He grinned slyly, leaning over the table.Trevor seemed skeptical but nodded.

“...Yes?”

“Tell me... How is...Your Restaurant doing?” He asked with a genuine smile.

“...I’ve got the most popular restraunt in the city...Booked solid through November-”

“I need a reservation-”

“Do you have any fucking idea what you’re asking?”Trevor asked quickly. “I am booked-”

“You owe me. I did Sypha bachlorette party for free. Do you have any idea how much I normally charge-”

“Not as much as a fucking table at The Belmont Trove you little-”

“Trevor, Please.” He begged, pushing his coffee to the side. “I need this night to be perfect. Money is no object.”

“It’s not the money Adrian,” Trevor sighed. “How am I supposed to make room for you for the reservation?”

“You do it for you and Sypha all the time. How do you do it with that?” He asked, making Trevor giggle nervously.

“I move a couples reservation to the next month and when they show up I inist they made the reservation on the wrong day-”

“Underhanded but I like it..So..?” Adrian started, his eyes pleading with his friend to work with him. Trevor put his hands up, conceeding to his friend.

“...Fine. I’ll pull some strings.”

Thank you.”

-----

“How on earth did you get reservations for the Belmont Trove?” You marvelled, looking at the grand vintage entrance. The Chandelliers under the outside awning screamed lavish. Adrian’s suit on it’s own had to be worth ten times the one you decided to wear.

“I know the owner. 25th Generation restauranteur. The Belmont’s have been cooking for centuries.”

“You’re exaggerating.”

“I’m really not.” He nudged you, both of you giggling a bit as you approached the podium. The son of the Tepes family was always greeted so warmly by the staff.

“Good Evening, Mr. Tepes... And who is this beauty, may I ask?”

“With any luck, a future Mrs. Tepes.” He joked, holding onto your hand. You looked away nervously, unable to hold back a smile.

“She’s lovely. This way, Mr. Belmont has urged me to give you a special table.” The Maitre d began to lead you both but Adrian looked puzzled.

“...Special?”

----

Adrian was guided through the restaurant floor and you were in awe of the exquisite decor and patrons. You felt almost out of place. While you were amused Adrian looked everywhere in search of anything that may seem special. The empty table looked normal to him, situated not far from some decorated booths. He then noticed Trevor and Sypha at a small table to the left of his own and groaned. He calmed. That’s fine.....but then..

Adrians eyes widened and he tugged on your arm, urging you to stop walking.

“...Adrian? Is everything okay?”

“...Fucking, Trevor-”

“Adrian what’s wrong?”

“...Y/N, I lied.” He said quickly, taking both her hands and whispering to ehr as discretely as possible, You were stunned but..confused. 

“What are you talking about.”

“I Did have plans tonight. I canceled them because I’d rather be with you.” You smiled, touched that he’d risk something like that but it failed to explain his sudden fear.

“What does that have to do with the table?”

“...Because that booth in earshot of our table looks like it’s where they decided to go when I canceled... That’s the woman I canceled the appointment on short notice with...Carmilla”

-----

You both were able to order in peace, Adrian sitting with his back to her booth. You tried to keep everything light, doing your best to make Adrian smile but out of the corner of his eye he could see Trevor just waiting for shit to go down.

“...I’ll kill him for this.”

“Adrian, relax,” You urged, reaching for his hand and rubbing it with your thumb. “We can still have a great time.”

“I’m sorry about this.” He apologied, embarrassed that any of this happened, “I promise, I’ll make it up to you.”

“You try to hard.” You said simply with a laugh. He was a little shocked to hear that. “You don’t need to wine and dine me. We could have ordered chinese food and watched bad movies. I just like spending time with you. If you had to work, that’s okay. You could have come over after, stayed the night at my place.” You said the last part nervously, making you both a little flustered.

“..So..Maybe we could do that next time?”

“How soon is next time?” Your flirty inflection made him shudder, the dork had to breakeye contact simply to keep talking.

“..Well..since you don’t care if I have work...I could stay the night...tomorrow? Unless you’ve had enough of me this week.”

“That’s impossible.” You both shared a laugh, Sypha and Trevor looking on and smiling a little.

“Oh Trevor,” Sypha started. “They’re so happy.”

“I almost regret setting him up...”

“.....Setting them up-?”

“Alucard!” Trevor called from his table, getting the attention of a coupld people. Adrian froze, hearing his stage name. He wasn’t the only one to do so.

“That little bastard.” Adrian said quietly. You simply stood there, watching the lady at the table behind Adrian suddenly stand. He could feel her eyes on him as she approached the table yet he tried to remain calm.

“...Alucard.” She said firmly. He didn’t respond, closing his eyes and trying to keep his temper in check. “Alucar-”

“That is not my name.” He said simply. “My Name is Adrian Tepes and you are ruining my date.”

“Oh am I?” She said sarcastically, scowling down at the man that refused to turn and look at her. “Well, you ruined my ladies night-”

“You seemed to find new plans rather quickly.”

“I was planning for your little show after me and my friends had dinner-”

“Keep your voice down-”

“So you don’t want everyone in this restaurant to know You stood me up!” She yelled, making the entire atmophere break. “You were just supposed to come over to my house and wave your dick around, the easiest fucking job in the world,” Alucard suddenly turned around, glaring wickedly at the woman. “But no, you stood me up for this homely little nobody.” You gasped, your waiter approached caustiously and simply put your wine glasses down and getting the fuck out of there quickly. “You know what, I will NEVER hire your services.”

“I really don’t care.” He admitted, further pissing her off.

“You fucking smarmy little man whore!” She shouted, making the entire restaurant just watch. Trevor was covering his mouth, feeling slightly guilty and your blood fucking boiled hearing her insult your man like that. Adrian looked so defeated. So embarrassed.

You didn’t fucking hesitate.

You picked up both you and Adrians glasses of wine, tossing it in her face in an instant. She let out a short scream and back up, looking up at you furiously. You put the glasses down, crossing your arms and standing your ground.

“He Said: You’re ruining our date!”  Trevors mouth dropped opne, Sypha slapping her hand over it to keep him from laughing and Adrian was just fucking stunned. “Adrian, We’re leaving. I’m not going to stand here and listen to this prissy little soon to be rehab queen insult the man I love.” He didn’t even have a minute to respond to that as you grabbed his hand and began to walk out of the restaurant.

---

“This night.....was terrible,” Adrian started, patting his hair with a towl as he walked out of your bathroom. You just sat on the edge of your bed, swinging your feet off the side. “Why on earth did you throw wine at her?”

“....Solidarity?” You offered, making him break into a laugh.

“...You didn’t have to do that for me.”

“I know but.. I wanted to.. You mean a lot to me Adrian.” he smiled, walking over and sitting on the edge of the bed beside you. His smile suddenly turned to a smirk and he leaned on your shoulder.

“....So... You said you loved me-”

“Nope, Pretty sure I didn’t-”

“Pretty sure you did-”

“Why would I say that!”

“Probably cause you love me-”

“You were caught up in the moment-” He cut you off by pushing you onto the bed, crawling onto you and hovering over you. You just laughed as he peppered your neck with kisses. “S-Stop-”

“Tell me you love me-”

“NEVER”

“Then I won’t stop-”

“That sounds like the opposite of a problem.” He rolled his eyes, rolling off you and staring up at the ceiling. You both let your laughter die down, just staring at the ceiling fan making it’s rounds. Eventually, it put you both to sleep.

-Mod Alucard