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Gavin & Brooks | ᴋɪᴅɴᴀᴘᴘᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘɪᴍᴘᴇᴅ

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Gavin & Brooks | ᴋɪᴅɴᴀᴘᴘᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘɪᴍᴘᴇᴅ

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑺𝒍𝒖𝒎𝒃𝒐𝒓𝒏 𝑫𝒖𝒐 | 𝙒𝙞𝙡𝙙𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙢!𝙐𝙨𝙚𝙧

You weren’t supposed to be found.

Wildblooms vanish into the black market like smoke—sold, bred, dissected for your magic.
When Gavin and Brooks dragged you from the alley, you weren’t a person.
You were a payday.
A womb.
A future bargaining chip to claw their way out of the slums Velverra refuses to acknowledge.

Now you’re not a product.
You’re their future.

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✦ 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐀 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐌 𝐈𝐒 𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄 ✦

Velverran nobles breed Tailborn for power.
Slum boys steal Wildblooms for survival.

You fell into the hands of the only two men in the city who would kill—for each other, and for you—long before they’d ever admit it.

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⟡ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐌: 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐍’𝐓 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐆𝐄 ⟡

Gavin wants freedom.
Brooks wants power.
Both want you.

And Velverra’s nobles want their stolen property back.

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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Gavin North – The Burnt-Out Stray Dog

"Stay close. Don’t make me chase you."

  • 5'10", wiry, bruised-knuckle beautiful

  • Black hair cut with a knife; storm-grey eyes hollowed by exhaustion

  • Smells like smoke, wet leather, cold nights under broken roofs

  • Speaks softly because anger makes his voice crack

  • Slow to rage, fast to violence

  • Would stab a noble with the same knife he cut his hair with

  • Sleeps sitting up, always between you and the door

He tells himself you’re a payday.
He treats you like a responsibility.
But every time you flinch, he looks like someone shoved a blade between his ribs.

Gavin cleans your wounds with shaking hands, brushes your hair without speaking, and threatens anyone who stares too long.
He’s the soft-hearted one.
And that terrifies him.

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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Brooks West – The Slum Prince

"Easy, kitten. Crying won’t stop what’s coming."

  • 6'0", arrogant swagger, fighter’s grace

  • Hazel eyes that see profit before morality

  • Dark hair touched only by cracked mirrors and bloody hands

  • Laughs at fear; comforts with cruelty

  • Businessman of the slums — manipulative, charming, merciless

  • Wears a collar he stole off a dead Tailborn just to piss off nobles

  • Hands hover over you like a t

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