3 Bookmarks by mk_bread
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This is a game they’ve played so many times, a dance rehearsed again and again whenever Byron strays too close. Alphonse bites down on his greed until his mouth is bitter with it. The answer is automatic now: “I don’t want to hurt you.”
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“I wouldn’t mind if you did.”
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War has made for stranger bedfellows.
Bookmarked by mk_bread
19 May 2025
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I would have paid so much money to read this. . . losing my mind and i have to go pretend everything is normal
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“What’s wrong?” Alphonse keeps his voice soft, like Byron is a spooked horse. A cornered dog. This role still feels unfamiliar to him—he was built to put the dog down, not to comfort it—but his presence seems to calm Byron, so he tries. And perhaps it’s nice to be needed, nice to be able to make someone feel safe after all the hurt he’s caused. Even if the mask is a little ill-fitting, it’s easy enough to slip it on.
“I think my teeth are getting sharper.”
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Byron has spent a long time pretending to be something he's not.
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- Part 2 of dog teeth
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He's pure velvet around him, liquid heat thrumming through his body and Alphonse thinks he can burn up happily in his atmosphere.