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                                                 𝐂𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄 . . .

for a moment, the shared body goes silent. a chorus of dialogue exchanged between scourge and lasher in tandem; how, why, where? ( will that happen to 𝐔𝐒 ? / we will never die / will that happen to you ? ) then the impossibility hits; and lasher pulls them both together, self-reassurance in a tendril that curls around the symbiote's waist. ʙɪɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ.

                [ what is it like ? ] a curiosity that both the host and symbiote share. scourge, so accustomed to being 𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗝𝗢𝗜𝗡𝗘𝗗, and lasher, for never once having known anything but. [ being -- ] " free, in yer' own supposed way ? " a genuine curiosity, illuminated by a brief peek at scourge's eyes; staring up at the crimson creature before them both. " not what ya' imagined ? "

he watched this one form in front of him , eyes observing. silent as he listened to them speak. seeing any version of his green brother ..... brought something into his chest. he was not sure what exactly. he was not sure if it was good or bad.

he hated being unable to determine his own feelings on such a matter. fucking damn it. worthless.

" hm. " a talon tapped against his arm. his own tendrils flickering about lazily. jagged edges at ease for now. but would not hesitate should a lunge come from the other.

" it normally is. i am unsure what made me able to. but i do know it cost Cletus his life. my host died a long time ago."

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from @xenjoyedthat: ❛ you look like you've got something to say. ❜ [ have a human!Lyla ;) ]

INBOX ASKS. / @xenjoyedthat

       " --- 've 𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 got somethin' to say . "

                          in general; in approximation. a line forming on their cheek that drags down to their lip, exposing a canine and teeth where the enamel has worn down from time and wear. something is on scourge's nerves; and whatever it is-- ᴛʜᴇʏ ʀᴇғᴜsᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴇxᴘʟᴀɪɴ. " whateva it is, ain't none yer' business to worry 'bout, pinky . " it's barked out, but the cruelty there is defensive. not acid, but a barrier- skin-deep, two blends of nucleic acids firm on 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 duty. ( doesn't help that lyla has a... reputation of sorts. a companion from which scourge themselves has stolen from. )

                                          " — goat it, ah ? "

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FAMILIAR SCENT. / @carnivorousfatality

scourge did not 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 to be ignored. for now, they contain it; allowing lasher to take the forefront.

           [ they are mine. ] the symbiote responds, rowed teeth setting into place over the face of scourge; green tendrils falling loosely around lasher's body. rising and 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 with each rolling breath. [ but you are lacking -- ᴏɴᴇ ғʀᴏᴍ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ. ] there is no resonating scent. carnage is all alone in that writhing mass of crimson red. " told us survivin' without a host was -- " [ impossible. ] another lie. 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙩 from the life foundation; the symbiote's tendril stutters with thought. a loss? scourge questions in his place.

                      " where'd your meat pile go ? "

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HEADCANON. / no matter how much you try to convince scourge, because they have lasher’s well-being as their priority, killing and eating isn’t something they will stop doing if talked through enough. kabiguru’s tried, kabiguru’s fought— and scourge will not budge. if they believe someone’s evils outweighs their living self, it’s the only avenue for them.

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STINKS OF HEROISM ! / @diaboluse

" — well shit, we can't all be 𝗢𝗥𝗜𝗚𝗜𝗡𝗔𝗟 can we ? " ( a flick of the tongue, run over teeth. 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗇𝖾'𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗀. ) but even scourge can tell off sight; no lasher needed for assessment. no one who wears a costume keeps it for long, and those who do-- those are the ones who keep the seams together for a reason. 𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐊𝐘. from his mask to his clenched fists. smells like callouses and the sweat of hard work. when he questions, their teeth snap with response.

                        " NUH-UH . " ( fym nuh-uh? )

         " don't like the odds of going face-to-face with a pretty loon. 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝖺 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝖻𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇' 𝗂𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖺 𝗃𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝗇. " plus— scourge always was a bit of a voyeur for bleeding heroes; does them just 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐄 watching from here. steel-enforced soles resonating off the banisters they tap with each kick. " find me a nice place to settle ground and maybe i'll think about floatin' down to yer' level. i like my places 𝗲𝘅𝘁𝗿𝗮 𝗰𝘂𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘆. "

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IF YOU WERE A DEITY, WHAT WOULD YOU BE THE GOD OF?

WEATHER AND CALAMITY. tempestuous and fearsome. your moods are hard to read and you strike on a whim. not a soul can avoid you as disasters strike across the land. you have your own standards for what makes sense and what you value and if anyone dares challenge you there will be nowhere for them to run.

tagged by: nicked this from @alchemaxed / tagging: blows a kiss 2 my five followers.

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whatever i literally dont care 😎 <- cares so much that it feels like my organs are tearing themselves apart in my chest

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&. 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬.

( this is basically just a very self indulgent list of various fluff, angst, and suggestive themed dialogue sentence starters. )

❛ i could keep you safe. they’re all afraid of me. ❜

❛ i’m trying to fix your hair, so hold still. ❜

❛ your heart is beating so fast right now. ❜

❛ promise me you’ll still be here when i wake up. ❜

❛ you’re not as bad as everyone says you are. ❜

❛ i thought you’d like some company. ❜ 

❛ clean yourself up. you're getting blood all over the place. ❜

❛ here, give this a try and tell me what you think. ❜

❛ you can kiss me, you know. ❜

❛ come back to bed. ❜

❛ you look good like this. ❜

❛ working together again, it’s just like old times. ❜

❛ how is it you always know what i need, huh? ❜

❛ you’re lucky you got away with only a scratch. ❜ 

❛ i can’t imagine losing someone like that. i’m sorry. ❜

❛ you know you can always talk to me. ❜

❛ the only one who gets to kill you, is me. ❜

❛ so, what do i owe this pleasure? ❜

❛ ah, so you aren’t heartless after all. ❜

❛ may i have this dance? ❜ 

❛ it’s okay, you can touch me. i won't break. ❜

❛ enemies make the best lovers, you know. ❜

❛ hold still. this might sting a little. ❜

❛ we can't keep doing this. ❜ 

❛ you look like you've got something to say. ❜

❛ just relax and let me take care of you. ❜

❛ thought you’d be lighter without all that blood. ❜

❛ i had it under control. you didn’t need to do that. ❜

❛ everything looks so beautiful from up here. ❜

❛ you treat all your ladies like this? ❜

❛ well? how do i look? ❜

❛ can’t sleep? ❜

❛ do you mind if i smoke? ❜

❛ i’m scared of ending up alone. ❜

❛ i don’t think i’ve ever seen you smile. ❜

❛ how long has it been since you've slept? ❜

❛ you are losing my interest, and that’s very dangerous. ❜

❛ i’d suffer hell if you’d tell me what you’d do to me tonight. ❜

❛ you look really pretty right now. ❜

❛ i’ve never cared for anyone the way i care for you. ❜

❛ i’m not wearing any underwear. thought you’d like to know. ❜

❛ just a few more stitches and you’ll be as good as new. ❜

❛ i’d say we make a pretty good team. ❜

❛ i want you to forget this ever happened. ❜

❛ i'm here for business — not pleasure. ❜

❛ if i didn't know any better, i'd say you were jealous. ❜

❛ you'd look better down on your knees. ❜

❛ fine, keep acting like you hate me. ❜

❛ kiss me again. ❜

❛ are you asking me out on a date? ❜

❛ just sit there and look pretty and let me handle this. ❜

❛ you okay? caught you staring off into space again. ❜

❛ well, i do feel better now that you're here. ❜

❛ i'm not drunk enough for this. ❜ 

❛ why is it whenever we see each other, you’re covered in blood? ❜

❛ i was wrong about you. ❜ 

❛ the first time i met you, i had no idea you'd mean this much. ❜

❛ you gonna be a good girl / boy for me? ❜

❛ i’m not afraid of you. ❜

❛ books mean more to me than people anyway. ❜

❛ i just wanted to say thank you for protecting me. ❜

❛ how about a kiss goodnight? ❜

❛ i don’t have time for distractions right now. ❜

❛ you shouldn’t be out here by yourself. ❜ 

❛ if i have to think about one more thing today, my head will explode. ❜

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endless list of my favourite female horror characters:

Fairuza Balk as Nancy Downs THE CRAFT 1996 | dir. Andrew Fleming

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𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐂 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐎 𝐏𝐀𝐆𝐄 (TILL WE GET OUR SHIT TOGETHER!)

sheona 'scourge' king, age seventeen, is kidnapped by the life foundation during an attempt to kidnap an unhoused woman camped nearby. unhoused themselves and highly protective, sheona, addressed as 𝗦𝗖𝗢𝗨𝗥𝗚𝗘 and/or cur by fellow members of the scene and community, fought off the government agents attempting to kidnap the woman— resulting in them being taken in her place. in the now-conjoined oscorp &. life foundation laboratory, they are given as a host to the 𝗟𝗔𝗦𝗛𝗘𝗥 𝗦𝗬𝗠𝗕𝗜𝗢𝗧𝗘 after four of the symbiotes have been retrieved from whip-web. however, rather than deteriorate under the symbiote's parasitic nature, the two formed a destructive bond; breaking loose ( with some help ) – and refusing to ever be separated. now, at nineteen, they reek havok under the watchful eye of earth-721's whip-web; and perhaps, even in places he cannot reach.

𝗜𝗠𝗣𝗢𝗥𝗧𝗔𝗡𝗧 𝗧𝗜𝗗-𝗕𝗜𝗧𝗦:

sheona doesn't go by their birth name unless you are a family member ( not of blood but of bond ) or a romantic partner which is... few. very few. they are AFAB and go by they/them pronouns. transmasc, bisexual, you will call them scourge or cur; there is no in-between. pure, pure scottish. positively impossible not to notice the second you speak to them.

heavily involved in the metal scene. they organize for venues and know lots of bands personally due to years of keeping up-and-around for any punk that needs help. if you need an abandoned place to play music, or hell, to stay— scourge's got yer' back. they are a big crowd-killer though so... maybe don't stand too close.

they've been unhoused for a long time since their mother disowned them at the age of thirteen for things out of their control. when they bond with lasher, they find a security they haven't had in a very long time- so they spend their time in earth-721 doing what kabiguru can't do; which is kill those who won't take no for an answer. they have no moral qualms against killing for another's sake— and if it's for lasher's sake, eating is apart of the menu.

scourge ends up stealing one of the dimensional travel watches' off one of the spidermen that were assigned to a mission on earth-721. when lasher's put in danger due to forces on their earth, scourge flees to earth-616 to prevent the symbiote from being taken away. for now, that is where they reside until the threat subsides.

𝗢𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥 𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗧𝗟𝗘 𝗙𝗨𝗡 𝗙𝗔𝗖𝗧𝗦:

- they've done all their piercings themselves along with designing of their own clothes. they despise the feeling of most earth-721 fabrics.so, their solution is making their own. for their anniversary of meeting, scourge knitted lasher their own sweater-- it did indeed fit. - hate, hate, hate being touched. if you touch them, lasher will instinctually come out to protect his host. if they initiate contact, you either gotta start counting your days or thanking them. - familial bond with kabiguru that results after realizing that his influence is the reason why they escaped from the life foundation that fateful day. scourge calls him 'dad'. doesn't really see him as dad but it's clear whatever they have going on is affectionate on some level.