awh, maybe they need to get to know each other first ... ?

@armoredtattoes.bsky.social .

i don't believe in god, but i believe that you're my savior.

everything is grey — his hair, his smoke, his dreams.

what if the monster loves you? what then?

𝒻uckin’ widow. ゛He implied maggie, voice laced with mockery. ゛Not that there’s anythin’ wrong with widows — personally i 𝒻uckin’ love’em, after their husbands gone, they’re just soooo empty inside and well … i love to fill that void.゛he turns around abruptly and gives Maggie a lecherous wink.

𝒷lows your heart’s still beatin’. Can’t say I’m not impressed.゛he mutters, looking at glenn as if he was some kind of funny spectacle. Then, a sudden thought crosses his mind — he had an idea… again. ゛I might let ya live for the day, what do ya think? Besides … can’t be reason she ends up a +

not to cry, not to show weakness in front of the man that can easily end up being her husband’s 𝓂urderer. She wasn’t a damsel in distress afterall, after so many 𝒹eaths, she was grown used enough to handle it. ゛A tough nut to crack … that’s exactly what you are — after so many +

The torture they’re undergoing just for his satisfaction, and * unfortunately he looks like the kind of megalomaniac who can’t get enough. Eyes then shift and dart between glenn’s permanently 𝒹isfigured face and the ill woman’s sitting a few feet away from him. She was trying hard +

ℬlood-stained bat now resting nonchalantly on his black leathered shoulder, Negan turns around to look at the rest of them. The rest of the survivors, those who are still… intact. Faces — all of them captured the sheer terror they’re feeling, the stress they are going through. +

and the crimson pouring down the man’s face. It wasn’t a pleasant sight — quite the opposite, yet that bat-wielding psycho thought of it as fun. Perhaps, for him it was simply a game; the kind of game where he has already declared himself the winner. +

Two more steps back he took to admire his …𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘤𝘦. As if calling it a masterpiece wasn’t sick and twisted. Hell, Negan was sick and twisted. ゛I just popped your 𝓼kull so hard, your 𝓮yeball just popped out! and it’s disgustin’ as 𝓕𝓤𝓒𝓚!゛he cheered in pure amusement, looking at the korean man +

/ no worries, take your time! nobody's pressuring you. 🥰

𝑘ill him. perhaps, something about the seriousness in the sheriff's voice that night was what made his statement almost 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦―― even for a man as smug and arrogant as Negan.

a few inches below, trying to come across as less threatening―― even if he was rumored to be a menace to society just for existing. that grin, stroked a notable resemblance to the same challenging smile that was plastered on Negan's face that fateful night at the line-up, after Rick declared he'd +

the sophisticated accent took him aback, causing for his thick brows to furrow just slightly. ゛you're good with words, Eugene ... i'll give ya that―― still, you know me ... i wanna see all those badass skills you claim to have in 𝒻uckin' 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. ゛he shot him a challenging grin, lowering the bat +

Negan ended up being the one who paid attention this time. ゛𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, you're one of my guys now―― good to know, you're acceptin' it already.゛he muttered, giving out the first quickened answer as he paused to listen what the man had to say next. It held no doubt that the high-level english and +

rolls his eyes in a playful manner. ゛just find a ℊoddamn walker to use it on―― trust me, it's gonna feel WAAAY way better and these are wise words comin' from the expert in 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥-𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯'. ゛

“ give me lucille back or i’m gonna 𝑤ack your 𝑎ss with it. “ he chuckled, dropping the serious act. “ just jokin’ but … give it back. “

❝ you 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐫 the dead by going on . even if you’re scared , you 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 because they don’t get to .❞

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''Maybe.''