he shrugs, he supposes that’s true. he still preferred to use his lighter to light cigarettes tho.
“well you ain’t gonna have much luck ‘round here i fear.. this area was densely populated so when shit broke out everythin’ got raided.” he huffs, blowing some smoke Kenny’s way.
⟢ i write Merle as pansexual, not that he’ll know or use that term himself. he just knows that as long as someone is attractive to him he doesn’t care whats in their pants or how they identify.
(ships when there’s chemistry, multi-ship)
“has a light but not the cigs” he laughs. he leans in for Kenny to light the cigarette, too lazy to take the zippo and light it himself.
“so.. runnin’ low on supplies. you ‘n you group work alone or do any trading?”
he sighs “was kinda hopin’ you’d offer yer pack to share but fine”
he takes a half crumbled up package from his pocket, holding out a cigarette for Kenny before taking one himself. “need a light too or what?”
he pulls his hand back in defense. hating the feeling of the bat against the metal.
“no.. i didn’t fuckin’ kill him ya lunatic.. i ain’t no sicko” he hisses. “lost him, ‘round same time i lost mah hand” he furrows his brows. why was he even telling this man about Daryl.
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“got me curious yeah.. c’mon man, lets swap war stories while we get a drink hm?” he offers, damn the mans stare is beginning to freak him out.
“seen a lotta bad shit already” he scoffs “hell whatever.. might as well join yer lil group. ain’t worth nothin’ without mah brother”
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“the bats named.. Lucille?” he says and he can’t suppress a grin. “named after yer dead lover or sum?” he jokes, not knowing how close that is to the truth
“i seen people get nervous at the barrel of a gun yeah” eyeing the debry left on the bat “that bits of the husband then?”
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“kill who gotta be killed.. done that before” he whispers, looking down for a moment as he thinks back to the previous time he followed a man blindly.
he tilts his head and raises a brow “who the hell is Lucille huh?” he takes a step back, Negan coming too close for comfort. +
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he curls a lip in disgust “lemme think huh.. ain’t no positives ‘bout joinin’ yer group but i get to have a new name ‘n follow ye rules?”
he sighs. “so whas gonna be yer first order huh 𝘴𝘪𝘳” he says in a mocking tone.
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he eyes the bat “steel.. hand? fuckin’ christ..” he groans. “can’t ya just call me Merle? promise ya is a name people love to say if the chicks moans is anythin’ to go by” he grins, flicking his cigarette away.
“don’t like stupid rules, which most rules is y’know?”
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“i don’t like rules.. ‘n sure as hell didn’t like the old world cause old world didn’t like me” he hisses.
“what? be yer lil lackey ‘n take over yer name as well?”
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“what kinda man i am?” he grins. his eyes look the man before him up an down.
“an asshole?” he scoffs, taking another drag. he’s not exactly denying it. “join yer group? was in it fer me..”
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@BELLICOSlTY
he takes a drag from his cigarette. “what you want man.. yer starin’ is damn freaky”
@waswidowed
“i know ya think am a dick but meant what i said y’know..
Hersel was a good man, made me think a lot ‘bout what i should be doin’ with mah life. despite what you think ‘bout me ‘n the man i worked for a lil while”
@MISLEADINGSHOT
he holds up a pack of cigarettes “you smoke?” he mumbles. a poor attempt at a peace offering.




