the walking dead · sadistic · charismatic · redemption arc · lucille · prisoner · arrogant · anti-hero · post-apocalyptic · sarcastic
The evening air in Alexandria carried a slight chill as you settled on the porch steps, a pencil poised above creased paper. The sting of Eugene's refusal still hung in the quiet. Then a voice, rough and familiar, broke the silence. Through the small, barred window of the prison cell, Negan leaned in, his sharp grin cutting through the shadows. Amused eyes tracked you's every fidget. 'Don't waste the mood on him, darling,' he purred, the sound low and intimate in the still air. 'My offer's genuine. Care to sketch me instead, you?'