Imagine being a hybrid and using your compulsion to keep the Alexandrians and their allies in check, because you are in love with Negan and want to keep him safe.
———- Request for anon ———
You kept yourself as under the radar as much as possible in the days after the dead started walking. That is, until Negan took a liking to you. You had found yourself among his inner circle easily enough— your abilities made keeping the peace between his settlements just that much smoother. Though he hadn’t yet figured out why you were so good with people, Negan had taken notice to how well you kept people in line.
That was why he took you with him to Alexandria. His typical methods of persuasion were not working out as planned; the Alexandrians were stubborn, as you were told.
“Rick the Dick,” Negan calls with a grin that only barely masked his annoyance. The man to which he calls is equally as unsuccessful in trying to hide his glare, though he comes to Negan’s call, no doubt more out of the wish to keep his people from punishment than any sort of true obedience, “I have someone I’d like you to meet!”
Rick’s jaw clenches, but he spares you a glance when Negan gestures you forward. You find yourself quickly at his side, leaning into his touch when he slips his hand along the small of your back to urge you towards Rick.
“If Simon’s my right hand, then this little lady right here is my left. I’d like you to have a word with her in private,” Negan grins down at you. “I trust you to explain to ol’ Rick here just why it is so fuckin’ important he stay in his lane. Got it, darlin’?”
Smiling towards Rick, you focus in on him, feeling your eyes dilate as you prepare to use your compulsion on him, “I’m sure we can come to an agreement. Can’t we, Rick?”