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EUGH EUGHSBFKGMV COUGH COUGH DIES BECAUSE YUCK DO NOT DRINK OIL

They are so sweet and friendly please let them in please please please :[

But anyways hehe silly random shitpost I drew in like 5 seconds

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trying to prove something to my dad

So I wrote a lil bit about these two :3

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It wasn't hard.

Maintaining a host, that is. Humans are painfully inefficient, but it's just tedious, not hard. Besides, I've been coming to enjoy it a bit, I can dress them up as I please, style their hair, paint their nails. Its honestly quite freeing to much this much self-expression when you've been impossible to differentiate from your brothers and sisters for your whole life.

After a while you learn how to mind your own business. People don't like the look of a jawless human with voidmass inside. It's honestly a pain, I would've kept the jaw if I could, but fitting through a humans mouth is like trying to make a tiger fit into a cubby made for a house cat.

I don't follow the screams for help. I don't listen to the PA system when it tries to guide me. I stray away from that shop that big fish set up and the lockers my siblings reside in. Go on paths less traveled to avoid the anglers.

I found out her name. My host's name, that is. I heard her burble of recognition when I had puppeted the body past her cubical.

Melinda. I like that name, our name.

We may as well be one in the same. Or as the scientists would probably call it: a symbiotic relationship.

Maybe not. I don't give her much control. I don't think I've let her move by herself since I've taken her over. I can't give her control now though, I ate away her muscle and replaced it with myself. It made moving far easier when she physically couldn't resist.

She was delicious, though could've used a but more copper. I'll see if I can find some iron supplements for her, she needs them.

Speaking of, she feels hungry, maybe a snack is in order? We had the remains of that salad yesterday. I had fun picking out the best parts to eat that weren't rotten yet. We should have some meat.

She doesn't like meat, I think. Whenever I shove the chunks of expendable into her stomach she always cries. I'm not sure what vegetarian option I can really find though, so for now, expendable it is.

I have to be gentle when I brush her hair as I move, I don't want her to look like a tangled mess in front of someone, that's just embarrassing. I should brush the leftover teeth as well. Then again, doing this many tasks at once didn't end well last time, I remember how she choked when I forgot to keep her breathing. I'm pretty sure she can do it herself, I don't know why she keeps trying not to. I can't let her die after all, rotting bodies are difficult to maintain.

Oh, someone screaming again. For help. It's one voice, so I should be able to take them down.

...

Melinda, can you hum for me again? Will you understand what I want if I push at your throat?

As nice as ever. You can't make much noise anymore, most of your vocal cords snapped, but it still sounds lovely to me.

Wait, what was that? Do you hear that? I don't recognize that sound. Loud and thumping. Oh, probably just another wall dweller, this one sounds pretty big though...

Whatever, we aren't their prey, and I'll eat them if they try. It's surprisingly nutritious.

That's not a wall dweller.

...

Our back is cut open, you're dying Melinda, but don't worry, I'll carry on your name. You were always my favorite.

I think this is what you wanted, death, that is. You were miserable with me, weren't you?

The lights are dim, I can maybe move outside for a moment. But where to go? I don't want to be stuck in one place.

That giant fish beast, he looks confused, probably because I'm not exactly normal to see inside a human.

Don't worry, you'll learn about me more soon. You look like you could be a good replacement.

You made quite the lacerations in her back, I can shoot out easily. Don't struggle so much, I'm being nice, I don't even have to break your jaw.

There, was that so hard? Stop gagging, you can't force me out.

Oh, you had three arms? It's okay, I can hold a bit of form while the lights are dark, I can make you a new one.

Your body is tough, stop squirming so much, you're muscle is tough and I need to focus.

Fine- FINE! Calm down. Struggling will get us nowhere. Besides, I don't even know how to navigate with a tail. And your body is too big to spread all the way through. I'll take a backseat, but I'm not leaving. For fucks sake STOP!

Yeah doesn't feel so good, does it? Kidneys bruise pretty easily. But don't worry, we can play nice.

Oh, you actually speak? You sound nice.

...

Oh you little shit- don't call me that!

oops he accidentally killed a voidmass host but problem is hes still in control since yk. big. and stubborn @huhwuhs

he get slap.

I'm signing up to be a co-parent you can't stop me

Shark plushy in question

I love the toxic bfs :3

I understand the "I will die for you" ship dynamic, but what about the "I will not let you die, I will not let myself die- we will, at any cost, survive" kind of couple?