almedha:

Wretches and Kings

alpha dave/rose, mostly a description of settings.

brief allusions to murder, sex, etc.

Don’t fight the power and nobody gets hurt.

They sit side by side, his arm resting lightly across her shoulders as her hand crosses the red sea between them to lay on his upper thigh. She watches the locus crowd writhe and chitter at their very presence, two breakthrough superstars that really, no one could have seen coming. Books didn’t really catapult one to fame these days; the winding weave of diction she created must have ensnared the feeble-minds of the media elite; something so dense and thickly piled that it must have been gold.

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madseason:

Look, all I’m saying is I want Alpha Dave and Rose to have fallen madly in lust and also have become best buds who angsted about things and made shitty jokes and were disturbingly enigmatic with the paparazzi and also maybe fell in love (but never admitted it).