[[Ill change the cover once I get a proper one]]
Crossposted onto a03 as well. :P
A commander forged from hardships and battles, an unyielding, terrifying, unnatural creature, made from more than circumstance and terror. A killing machine? definitely. In her own right, she would've been more than happy to continue her terror. No matter what, she could handle fighting her battles alone.
Forgotten and shunned, taking on a role passed down from the heavens itself (or so it seemed.) Sending even the toughest commanders quaking in their boots or giving them migraines and physical scars or health problems for the rest of their lives, a terrifying creature feared by all for simply who he was. To him, fighting was his life and he wasn't willing to give that up for anything
They met alone, under strange and terrible circumstances, one unwilling to kill the other when they were in a vulnerable state, even after all they've done to each other. So why can't they return to normal, that night changed both their lives, flipped their worlds on its head. They're supposed to be enemies, but it seems fate has other things in mind for these two.
Sometimes things may be a bit more than what they seem.
❝I've been falling every day
since I first met you.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
─ tim bradford x fem!oc
─ the rookie; s1 ~ s?
─ slow-burn, flirting, some spice
─ updating every other day!!
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