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Richonne!CoffeeShop Lovestory AU

Rick Grimes walked into Nina’s Coffee Shop as a deputy fulfilling his civic duty. He walked out with a new coffee habit, and a deep desire to learn everything about the owner, Michonne Bingham. Smitten, Rick tries over and over to work up the nerve to ask Michonne out on a date.

tags: #slowburn, #5+1, #romcom, #cute!OfficerRick, #coffeshopowner!Michonne

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CHAPTER SIX - Black Coffee 

Rick Grimes walked into Nina’s Coffee Shop as a deputy fulfilling his civic duty. He walked out with a new coffee habit, and a deep desire to learn everything about the owner, Michonne Bingham. Smitten, Rick tries over and over to work up the nerve to ask Michonne out on a date.

Richonne!CoffeeShop Lovestory AU

I've been missing Richonne something fierce, but @reciprocityfic gifted us with this beautiful Richonne piece and now my heart is alive again. So I'm recommending this one, because I know you guys miss them too.

Thanks Reciprocityfic! ♥️♥️

Here’s another quick list of some Richonne fics. Enjoy! (Part 1  here, part 2  here, part 3 here , part 4 here, part 5 here and part 6)

7 Days  by twriter12   AU. It's been almost a year since the survivors arrived in Alexandria. In safety and comfort, Rick starts a new life with Michonne. That happiness is threatened when Rick awakes from an injury and doesn't remember his new life.

The Art of Control  by avintagekiss24   Maggie Greene has always been Michonne's Achilles heel. Whatever the green eyed beauty wants, Michonne usually gives. So, when Maggie suggests a night out at one of her famous social mixers, Michonne obliges. Unbeknownst to all, a blue eyed stranger will shift her actuality from distinct to obscure. Limits will be tested, desires will be realized, and no one will be left the same.

Bad Thangs by kendrawriter32 Rick and Michonne are putting the pieces back together after the walker herd hit Alexandria hard, and the losses it brought them. With Maggie pregnant and the future for them all to consider, Michonne knows exactly what she wants, and so does Rick. They want each other. And they will have each other. In as many ways, on as many surfaces, in as many positions as they can get each other. The only question is who they'll hurt, and what plans they'll derail, in the process. Richonne smut, with a dash of angsty romance, stirred in with some plot. Enjoy!

Before The Reign  TheBaeTide Set Before 'Sympathy for the Devil' and long before 'Just Call me Lucifer', this is the story of how Rick obsessed Rick and flawless Michonne came to be, starting from their first encounter. AU. No Walkers

Contractions of the Heart By: Richonne4Life    Richonne. Michonne is a surrogate for Rick & Lori; Lori can't handle reality; Rick is a lovesick fool; Richonne eventually rises.

Epic Love  By: 2violetflower15   Rick and Michonne navigate their way through an unexpected pregnancy. (Set post 6x16, about 4 months after the couch scene.)

Fires  by reciprocityfic   "Because sometimes fires burn to make way for something new...something beautiful." The evolution of Rick and Michonne's relationship throughout the course of season seven.

Girls With Brown Eyes  TheBaeTide Rick has been stuck in an undesirable position with his wife for months, and just as it begins to take its tole on him, he finds a reason to try happiness, over torture

The Great Wait by Nattah_Gudgrrl  Judith's baby monitor spills the beans about Rick's secret feelings for Michonne...Happiness for all my favorite characters! (because I'm a sap who can't deal with tragedy very well) Ending with Richonne's first time. (Because I need more swirl in my life) Kill me.  

Law & Order  by love.devil.movies.baby  It was just a normal day at the office until Michonne looked out the window to see two police officers brawling in the street. Now she feels compelled to help out the handsome cop who's fighting for custody with his cheating wife and best friend. It should have been a straight forward case, but she and Rick seem to be spending more time together than necessary...Richonne AU

Me & You  By: blacklitchick Rick and Michonne enjoy some down time after the events of the mid-season finale.

Must've Been Somethin' Else, Then  by idcabtthisish  This is a collection of Richonne one-shots.

My Best Friend's Wedding  by  cakeby_thepound   Michonne and Rick recently ended a seven-year relationship, and now, Glenn and Maggie's wedding is forcing them back together for the first time since the last time. (Richonne AU.)  

No Rest for the Gifted  by  Nattah_Gudgrrl   One Shot Michonne is insatiable. Can Rick keep up?(uhh... duh)             

Palm Trees  by cakeby_thepound   Rick and Michonne have been friends for years. They've seen one another through everything – marriage, divorce, new life, and even death. Now, as they look to leave the past behind, an island getaway with their closest friends may prove to be a second chance at life. And a first chance at romance… if they're willing to take it. (Richonne AU.)              

Red Dirt Road  by Siancore   AU Richonne. This is focused on teenaged Richonne. Set in rural Georgia where Michonne has been spending her summer vacation visiting with family. Both she and Rick meet one day on Old Route 3 and a surprising friendship blossoms.

 Ride by  cakeby_thepound  "Every April, the county fair would come into town with a setup like this," Rick fondly recalled, surveying the scene around him. He and Michonne had stumbled onto what was once the campus of a middle school, where a small carnival had been constructed in its parking lot. They were supposed to be on a weapons run, but in reality, it'd turned into a search for anything useful. And if nothing else, schools tended to have plenty of bathroom tissue and cafeteria food. "We would take Carl," he went on to say. "Make a whole weekend out of it.            

Seven Days  by RickRhymes   "She knew, in her gut, if she started something with Rick, it wasn't going to end with a one night stand. For either of them." Richonne short story. Pre-apocalypse AU.

Something New  by dimples33  Ghanaian Princess Michonne Edo Okeke comes to the US to meet her betrothed Prince Desmond Umaze and to further her studies and falls in love with another man. (Rick, Michonne, Lori, Andrea, Maggie, Sasha, Daryl, Shane and others.) AU, No walkers.

Whisper  by  charrrmed  After surviving a herd and an explosion with Rick, Michonne feels alive. Rick, on the other hand, is preoccupied with what could've gone wrong. Despite being constrained by an occupied car, Michonne decides to give him some of her optimism. Set in 6x09 Rock in the Road.       

Home for the Holidays

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written by: reciprocityfic

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When a snowstorm cancels her flight home, college student Rick Grimes invites his dorm-mate Michonne to spend Christmas with him and his family.

Teacher’s Pet 

[The Richonne Writing Network Round Robin]

A small town sheriff and preschool teacher find love thanks to the cutest little matchmaker around. 

tags: #teacher!michonne, #fluffy, #judith grimes, #romcom, #grimes family2.0

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Rick glanced in the rear view mirror of his truck and grinned at the sight of his four year old daughter sitting in her car seat swinging her feet back and forth as she happily hummed along to the country song that was playing on the radio, one he was certain she didn’t know. She had insisted on changing out of the jeans and purple polka dot shirt she had worn to school that day, opting for a little light blue, ruffled seersucker sundress and some white sandals in honor of this special occasion instead.

“So is Miss A going to give you a good report or a bad report tonight?”

“Good,” she answered from the back seat before going back to humming along to the music as she looked out the window.

“Are you sure?” he goaded.

“I got all green lights this week,” she answered indignantly as she met his eyes in the mirror, furrowing her blonde little eyebrows and puffing out her chubby cheeks. She was telling the truth, then again it was only Tuesday. “I like her better than Mrs. Miller,” she declared.

“Because she gives you green lights?”

“Yes,” she answered honestly, causing him to crack a smile. “But also she’s nice. And pretty. And she reads stories better.”

“How does she do that?”

“She does the voices like you do,” she explained of his silly habit of putting on different voices for each of the characters in her bedtime stories.

It was their little thing, or so he thought. His stories always tickled her to no end, sending her into a fit of giggles as she nuzzled up closer to him while they sat in her bed which made it worth the extra effort for him.

“I see…do you like her stories better than mine?”

Much to his surprise, she actually cocked her little head to the side and pursed her lips as she pondered it.

“Yes,” she decided after a moment.

“Then I guess I should just quit…” he teased with a put upon frown and a mopey voice, although he had to admit that she had broken his heart just a little bit with that admission.

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Happy Birthday

“I hate law school.”

That’s the first thing Michonne says when she walks into their apartment at 8:00 p.m., four hours later than the time she was supposed to be home.  She haphazardly kicks off her heels and drops her bag onto the floor, and then leans back against the closed door, shutting her eyes and letting out a heavy sigh.

Rick half-smiles regretfully at her as he stands in the entryway to greet her, lips pressed together, taking in her form - shoulders slumped, bags heavy under her eyes, feet sore as she reaches down to rub at her left heel.  Her senior year has been taking a toll on her, physically and mentally.  Sympathy pangs in his heart as he looks at the woman he loves, and he steps forward, grabbing her hand in his.

“C’mere,” he beckons, pulling her from the door.

He feels her follow him with slow steps.  He looks over his shoulder and sees that she still has a frown on her face, and looks unequivocally exhausted.

“Need me to carry you?”

He’s mostly joking, but is also half-serious as he gazes at her.  It seems like she could fall over at any moment, here in the middle of the hallway.

She rolls her eyes, and finally smirks at him.  It makes him smile.

“No, thank you,” she says, kicking the back of his calf lightly for his teasing, “but I appreciate the offer, cowboy.”

He laughs at her old nickname for him.  When they reach the living area, he plops down on the couch, and hold out his arms for her.

“Still callin’ me cowboy?” he asks, as she curls up in his lap and rests her head on his chest.

“Mm-hmm,” she hums.  “Always will, ‘til you get rid of that country accent and those boots and denim shirts.”

“But I thought those were the things you love about me.”

“Didn’t say I wanted you to get rid of them,” she murmurs, sounding far-away, like she’s on the precipice of sleep.  “You’re a cowboy, but you’re my cowboy.”

“And you’re my fancy city girl,” he whispers, beginning to stroke her hair.  

She doesn’t answer him.  He’s not even sure if she’s awake anymore, her chest moving up and down at a slow and even pace as she breathes.

He smiles down at her fondly, and a pang of disappointment runs through him as he thinks of what he has hidden in the pocket of the suit jacket he was going to wear, hanging up and ready to go in their bedroom.  The night didn’t go the way he’d imagined it would.

But then she shifts in his arms, and as his attention is drawn back to her - to the beautiful, intelligent, incredible woman laying against him - any bad feeling leaves him immediately.  She’s here, with him, and that’s the only thing that matters.  They have the rest of their lives together for nights to go as planned.

“We missed our dinner reservation,” he mumbles, almost to himself.

“What did we have dinner reservations for?”

He jumps a bit at the sound of her voice.  He hadn’t been expecting her to respond; he thought she was sleeping.  But when he registers her words, his face scrunches up.

“What are you talking about?” he asks.

“What are you talking about?” she counters, sitting up to look at him, and seeming just as confused as he is.  “Why did we have a dinner reservation?”

“Babe.”

“What?”

“Babe.”

“What?”

He thinks she’s kidding for a minute, but then he sees that her confusion is immense and genuine, and his heart sinks.

“Michonne, baby.  It’s your birthday.”

She freezes.

“You’re shitting me.”

“No, I’m not.  It’s November 4th.  You’re twenty-six.”

“Oh my God.”

She stands, and rushes down the hall.  He hears her fiddling with something, and when she comes back, she has her phone in her hand.

“My mom called me, like, five times today, and I ignored her,” she tells him, sitting back down.  “Shit, I have so many text messages.  My dad, two of my aunts, Sasha, Maggie and Glenn, Daryl.  A million more.  Shit.”

She stops scrolling suddenly, and stares down at her phone.  Rick reaches out and skims his fingers down the side of her arm.

“Michonne?”

She bursts into tears.

Concern consumes his immediately, and he takes her phone from her before pulling Michonne into his side and wrapping her in his arms.

“Sweetheart, what’s wrong?”

“I forgot my fucking birthday.”

“It’s okay, babe,” he says, trying to console her.  “We can go to eat another night.  I called the cake place, and they said it was fine if I picked the cake up tomorrow instead of today.  And all those people know how busy you are.  I’m sure they won’t get upset if you don’t answer right away.”

“I know,” she assures him through her crying.  “I know that.”

She takes a deep, steadying breath, and then pulls away from him a little, gazing at him with streaked makeup and wet eyes.

“But that’s the thing.  I’m so busy it’s killing me.  I come home late every night.  I don’t have any time for myself, or for you.  I always bring stuff home with me.  I’m stressed almost all the time.  And now I can’t even take five seconds out of my day to realize it’s my birthday?  I’m just...I’m tired.  I’m so tired, Rick.”

“Baby,” he murmurs, something catching in his own chest as he listens to her.  He brings his hand up and cups her cheek, wiping some dampness away with his thumb.

“Am I just lazy?” she asks, the tone of her voice high and desperate.

“No, Michonne,” he assures her.  “You’re human.  Everyone gets stressed and needs a break sometimes.  And you’re so strong, but you don’t have to be every single second.  Law school is hard.  I know you can do it, because you’re the smartest and most capable person I’ve ever met.  But it’s okay to get overwhelmed once in awhile, and just need to get everything out.”

“I wish it wouldn’t have happened today,” she says lowly, her tears slowing.  “Worst birthday ever, right?”

He frowns as he watches her wipe at her eyes, and says,  “I wish there was something I could do to make it better.”

Like a lightning bolt, an idea pops into his head.

Maybe he can make it better.  Maybe he can cheer her up and make her forget about law school and work and everything else that’s putting pressure on her - at least for a little while.

“Wait here,” he instructs, and he gets up, as his stomach begins to churn excitedly.

“Where are you going?” she asks, her brow furrowing.

“I’ll be right back.  Just - just stay here for a second.”

He jogs into their bedroom and heads straight to the closet, sorting through clothes and finding his suit jacket.  He reaches into the inside pocket, and then rushes from the bedroom, fist closed tight around something.

She stares at him suspiciously as he sits back down next to her, and takes her hand.

“What’s going on?”

“I know your life is crazy hard right now,” he begins, and then takes a deep breath to try and calm himself.  “And so much is going on that you have to worry about.  But one thing you don't ever have to worry about, is me.  No matter how many hours you work, or how tired you are, or how stressed you get, I'm always gonna be here when you get home, and whenever or wherever else you need me.  Always, Michonne.  I know you know that, and I know that, but I...I want to make sure everyone else knows it too.  So…”

He pauses briefly, sliding off of the couch and onto his knee.  When he opens his hand, a ring rests on his palm.

Her jaw falls open.

“If you'll let me - if you'll have me,” he goes on, “I want to promise you that, in front of everyone - our family, friends, God, everyone else we know and love.  I want to promise that I'm gonna love you, and I'm gonna be here for you, and support you and take care of you, for the rest of my life.  For as long as you'll allow me to.  Michonne Thomas - love of my life, the only thing I want - will you do me the tremendous honor of marrying me?”

She doesn't answer him right away, just stares with her mouth hanging open.  His heart begins to jump and lurch in strange patterns.

“I had this whole...thing planned,” he says, as he starts to ramble in his nervousness, “but it was at the restaurant, and I thought maybe doing it tonight would help you to feel happier, or make your birthday better, or something.  I can still do a big thing if you wa-”

“It's perfect,” she interrupts in a whisper, emerging from her trance.

“What?” he asks, just as quietly.  He has to be sure he heard it right.

“It's perfect.  It's perfect.  Oh my God, yes, Rick.  Of course I’ll marry you, yes, yes, yes!”

She grabs onto him, yanks him off the floor and half on top of her before he even has a chance to put the ring on.  They lay there and hold each other, whispering words of love and elation back and forth.

“How did you manage to take my awful day and make it into my best birthday ever?”

He sits up slightly, sees her eyes shining with happy tears this time, and his heart swells.

“I don't know,” he answers.  “But the best part is, we have the rest of forever to make even better ones.”

CHAPTER FOUR - Macchiato 

Rick Grimes walked into Nina’s Coffee Shop as a deputy fulfilling his civic duty. He walked out with a new coffee habit, and a deep desire to learn everything about the owner, Michonne Bingham. Smitten, Rick tries over and over to work up the nerve to ask Michonne out on a date.

Richonne!CoffeeShop Lovestory AU