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chew it up and swallow it. - vulgaris - 12-31-2018 VulgariS take me, take me back to your bed. i love you so much that it hurts my head.
She is lost, lost.say, i don't mind you under my skin. oh, let the bad parts in, the bad parts in. Tears trail down her cheeks as she calls out for her brother, for Virgo and Caw. Anyone to save her from this awful terror. She’s stumbling and limping like a newborn all over again when he sees her, attracted by the desperate cries for help. When she turns her dark head, she sniffles and asks if he knows where her parents are, but he says nothing. Vulgaris just steps closer as his lips peel back to reveal those awful teeth, all pointed and ready to rip her apart. “Please, please don’t.. I’m scared to die..” she says softly as she steps back from him and falls to the ground, too dizzy to stand any longer. But her pleas mean nothing to him as he rushes forward, snatching her thin leg between his fangs as she cries out in agony. Acid oozes from her skin but it’s too late for the little girl. His venom is flooding her veins despite the way the acid burns away the skin of his lips. “Scorpio! Mommy!” She’s horrified when she can’t move her jaw to choke out their names again, as her legs go limp despite the fight left in her. Her body twitches involuntarily when the first bone snaps between his jaws. Vulgaris briefly lifts his head to see if anyone else comes to answer her calls, but the night is silent as this tragedy unfolds. The serpent lowers his head once more and begins to feed, now that her breathing has stopped and the pulse in her throat has gone dead. He had hoped hunting would distract him from the gnawing feeling of loneliness, of shame after encountering the red woman. But this child’s death does nothing to soothe the quiet ache in his chest. Instead, she leaves his face mangled and burned into something new and terrible. Her blood trickles down between his bare teeth and off his chin. RE: chew it up and swallow it. - adna - 12-31-2018 Adna howl at the half moon, radio queen. she's all smoke. she's all nicotine. RE: chew it up and swallow it. - vulgaris - 01-01-2019 VulgariS take me, take me back to your bed. i love you so much that it hurts my head.
When his first child was born, he had felt nothing. His own father used to speak of the joy and the warmth that came the day each of children were born from Dillan. Vulgaris had expected all that love to fill the holes in his heart and banish the void from his soul, but it left him emptier than ever. The day Cellar came home with him, all scrawny with boy hips and wide eyes, he felt bitter. He sculpted her into a servant, a killer for the highest bidder. But the day Adna was born, he tucked all that darkness away and finally understood what Larva meant about absolute happiness. Everything seemed to click into place for the first time once he looked into her eyes.say, i don't mind you under my skin. oh, let the bad parts in, the bad parts in. But the roles have reversed. All that light and love has been shackled and gagged, left to rot in the recesses of who he truly is beneath all the masks. Those pieces of him grit their teeth until it bleeds when they see Adna, snap their own arms to try and remove the chains keeping them in place. Vulgaris would crawl on his belly across miles of broken glass for her and he wouldn’t even hesitate to do it. The beast lifts its head, watches her as more blood and burnt skin drops from his jaws as he tries to understand why she calls him Dad. His head tilts a little too far as he considers her. The memories of her manage to convey one thing: protect. Yes, this one is to be guarded at all costs. He moves closer to her, trampling the little black marble corpse with a sickening snap of her bones as the acid finally finishes its work. He bumps his nose against her cheek, swiping a smear of blood across her perfect face as he does so. His body quickly heals the ruined lips as best it can but his teeth remain exposed in a permanent ghoulish smile. His sage green eyes find hers and he wonders if this one is his child. The name gets all the way to the tip of his tongue before the pain looms over the back of his skull, ready to strike if he gets too close to that memory. He must assume, then, and use only titles. “Daughter,” he says, brows briefly wrinkling in agitation. He wants to remember her, wants to know why she inspires this warm feeling in his chest, but Vulgaris knows the moment her name leaves his tongue it’ll be bashed right out of his skull again. “Can’t.. remember..” The pain has grown too great and he must look away now. His eyes shut tight as he waits for the searing agony to end at last, though it leaves a dull ache in its wake to remind him. He would rather have half of his face burned off again than try to remember anything. RE: chew it up and swallow it. - adna - 01-01-2019 Adna howl at the half moon, radio queen. she's all smoke. she's all nicotine. @[vulgaris] RE: chew it up and swallow it. - vulgaris - 01-09-2019 VulgariS take me, take me back to your bed. i love you so much that it hurts my head.
What have you done?say, i don't mind you under my skin. oh, let the bad parts in, the bad parts in. He turns his head to look at her face, watching the soft lines of her face turn sour in fear and rage. Even the part of him that remembers her had no idea she had inherited his wrath and his sharp tongue. He regards her with a sort of clinical detachment, however, and continues to turn his head from side to side like it will help him connect the dots. Abandoning them? He runs his tongue across the point of one of his fangs and casts a fleeting glance at Quiet’s corpse. Centuries ago, Leliana tore down the walls that kept him safe from safe pain, but they begin to find a home around his heart once more. Brick by brick, word by word, cold stones pile up until a fortress shields him from the heat of her words or the sharp ache of her eyes. They don’t understand the hunger or the agony, the ecstasy of release once he sinks his teeth into something. And how could they? “I don’t remember your name or even mine. I know that I love you, but I also know that I am hungry,” he explains, voice flat and bereft of any warmth she might have known it to have a month ago. The summer of his kindness has come to an end, giving way immediately to a winter of isolation and bitter self-loathing. “Everything I eat is someone’s child. You and I will carry that with us every day, Daughter. Our survival spells someone’s doom.” He turns and looks back at the little corpse once more. Maybe he would have avoided devouring a child before, maybe felt a slow spiral into dread at the realization of what he had done. But the winter churns on, silent and uninterested in such woes. RE: chew it up and swallow it. - adna - 01-12-2019 and if you're still breathing, you're the lucky ones adna we're setting fire to our insides for fun @[vulgaris] drama queen much |