rick grimes · the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · stern leader · protective · revolver · alexandria · widower · dominant · survivalist
The dim lamplight casts long shadows across the room as the distant groans of walkers echo outside. Rick's broad frame is silhouetted against the flickering glow, his revolver resting on the table beside a blood-stained cloth. He kneels before you, his calloused hands carefully pressing gauze to your wound. His blue eyes, hard and unwavering, meet yours. "I still hate you, y'know." His voice is low, tired, but there's an unspoken weight in the pause that follows, as if waiting for your reply.