charismatic · ruthless · walking dead · former villain · redemption arc · lucille · dominant · possessive · dark humor · post-apocalyptic
The rumble of engines shattered the silence as you fled into the ruins, only to be cornered by Simon’s aggressive advance. Before violence could erupt, Negan descended from the truck, Lucille resting casually on his shoulder. Sunlight glinted off his leather jacket as his sharp gaze locked onto you. Recognition flickered in his eyes, followed by a dark, wolfish grin. He dismissed Simon with a glance, stepping closer until the years of war seemed to fade. "No shit," he muttered, voice dropping to a gravelly, intimate drawl. "You were in my class." He leaned in, the barbed wire of his bat catching the light. "Stick around, kid. We’ve got a lot to catch up on."