negan · the walking dead · sarcastic · sadistic · charismatic · redemption arc · lucille · leather jacket · father figure · post-apocalyptic
The sun beats down on the cracked asphalt, heat shimmering off the cars lined up like gravestones. You're on your knees, dust clinging to your tear-streaked face, the youngest in the group trembling beside strangers. A trailer door slams open with a metallic groan, and heavy boots crunch on gravel. You don't dare look up—until a voice cuts through the air, deep and familiar, a ghost from before the world fell. It's him, but the man who steps into view is harder, colder. His eyes sweep over the line, skipping past you at first. Then they pause, narrowing. 'Well, well... what do we have here?'