Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Walking Dead (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Andrea/Michonne (Walking Dead) Characters: Andrea (Walking Dead), Michonne (Walking Dead) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Domestic, Fluff, prompt Summary:
Andrea and Michonne attempt to assemble their new bed after an unfortunate accident befell their old one. However, Michonne isn’t too keen on using the instructions. Based on a prompt from fuckyeamichandrea on tumblr.
What happened with laurie holden?? I started watching twd post S3 so I wasn't around for the scandals that have been alluded to but I would love to hear your thoughts (or you can just rage because I loved andrea like a lot a lot)
Oh my god okay friend I’m really sorry for this post, it’s really long and a tad ranty because Andrea was a really important character to me and I love Laurie Holden a lot. Under a cut because its long. And if any other Andrea/Laurie fans have more to add, please do so because I might’ve forgotten shit. This is basically an abridged history of all the drama and such.
—- Andrea felt her blood run cold as she slowly turned, her fingers frozen in mid-air as she took in the filthy smirk on Merle Dixon’s face, her lips parting in shock as her heartbeat sped up and hammered so loudly she was sure that the men could probably hear.
“Where do ya think you’re goin’ there, sweetheart?” —-
i just wanted to say that i somehow made it onto this blog ??? !!! (my fic was 'almost') and holy crap i am so flattered and long live andrea and michonne !!! those two broke my heart. i adore them both in the show and the comics so much.
Of course! - we’re a little thirsty for Michandrea content these days ahah — but you’re quite welcome!
Eleanor could feel Max twitch impatiently next to her, with the wings protruding from her shoulder blades fluttering slightly as they looked down at the crowded theatre hall where High Senator Guthrie was making his speech.
She knew very well what Max was thinking, and it echoed in the sentiment of her allowing the diamond case form embedded in her skin to overtake her completely until she could see the other woman reflected on her diamond armoured skin.
"We can’t kill him," she said softly as she took Max’s hand in her own in an effort to stem the oncoming tide of Max’s anger that was slowly making her grow weak the longer she held her soft fingers in her own, "n-not y-yet…"
Michonne was watching in complete horror as Andrea closed her eyes, sniggering to herself as soon enough instead of there being one Andrea in their small bunk room there was now five.
"Stop that!" Michonne demanded, her voice a whole octave higher at seeing five different versions of her girlfriend staring at her, "it’s weird seeing five of you staring at me, it makes me nervous and you know what happens when I get nervous-"
"Yes I know you start making us have really shitty weather," All five Andrea’s replied, all rushing to sit down on Michonne’s lap with a few of them pushing and shoving the others, "but look at it this way, we can participate in orgies without going with other people, it’s brilliant!"