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#so sorry if i mischaracterize them its just a guideline not an insistence :(
mistle10 · 16 days
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⚠️⚠️⚠️abuse tw, metaphors, and blood⚠️⚠️⚠️
Men who can only destroy x reader
Genre: angst/vent
TW: wolf/sheep metaphors, blood mentions, toxic relationships
Pick your poison, whatever character you wish
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When you whispered, “I love you,” your words were barely audible. You sat beside him, hands almost touching. His pinky finger brushed against yours, and neither of you could meet each other's gaze.
He sighed quietly, as if something was annoying him. Had you done something wrong?
“I bite,” he spoke.
“I'll eat you alive, you know.”
His words were oddly serious, his tone quiet for him.
“I know,” you whispered back, reaching your hand out, reaching for something- anything, in the warmth of his hand.
His fingers curled away from yours.
Your hand met the air.
“Bite me. Tear me apart, eat me a thousand times… as long as you're fed.”
Your tone was meek. Weak, and he could tell. It wasn't his fault you fell in love with him. Like a baby deer, not yet smart enough to recognize danger, you were wandering right into his gaping maw. Perhaps it was love that made you blind.
“I'm warning you, you know,” he snapped. How could you be this naive? This trusting. It was sickening.
“And I understand,” your voice broke, almost a whimper. You kept your hand on the bench.
He sighed, heavy- as if you were a burden. You didn't want to be. If he was a buck, you'd be a good little deer and follow him into the forest. If he turned out to be a wolf, you would trust him when he snarled, and if he was a hunter, you would step right into the bear trap if he asked you to. Blood seeping from your wound, he would finally praise you, and his hand would stroke your head. If he wanted, you would let him use every part of you. Your beautiful coat, your flesh for meat, if he would just take you he may see how useful you are.
“I can't love you like you want me to. I can't be kind, or tender.” He stated, and despite his distant tone, his fingers came over yours, like they hadn't in a very long time.
"I'll only hurt you."
Your tears were cold, sliding down your unbearably hot face.
“That's okay. I'll love you still, as long as you'll let me.”
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