𝒘𝐨𝐞 ᶦˢ s𝙝͟𝙚.
@obsidains
⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝐢n⠀ this⠀ cru͟el⠀ place,⠀ your⠀ voice⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ above ⠀⠀ the⠀⠀ 𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚖.⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀
♰ ﹕ i’m ⠀⠀ a ⠀⠀ reborn ⠀⠀ maggo͟t͟ ⠀⠀ using ⠀⠀ germ ⠀⠀ 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚏𝚊𝚛𝚎 ⠀… ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀
i would, but that would count as vandalism. they don’t take too kindly to beds of nails.
♰ ﹕ i’m ⠀⠀ a ⠀⠀ reborn ⠀⠀ maggo͟t͟ ⠀⠀ using ⠀⠀ germ ⠀⠀ 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚏𝚊𝚛𝚎 ⠀… ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀
fine. although, these beds feel like i’m sleeping on a bed of nails. and not in the good way.
terrible morning, mother.
her gaze lingers on the page, before closing the book abruptly. swirling around in her chair, now fully facing the bubbly wolf. “it’s going well.” her hands clasped within her lap, gaze elsewhere, cogs turning in her twisted little mind. “… i scalped a serial killer.”
“you’re fine.” with a dismissive, fluttering wave, she looks at the book, stomach clenched. her lips in a twisted pout, she adds. “it’s a safer hobby than your usual rogue, doomsday–esque missions …” 𝑐𝑙𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟, 𝑒𝑛𝑖𝑑, she tells herself, ↓.⠀
flicking through various pages, shielding enid from the images of c-sections on cows and the births of various mammals. the book is laid out on the desk. the page, although still rather unpleasant, wasn’t nearly as grotesque. “i should’ve started with this.” side glance, “sorry.”
“you’re right. dumb question.” giving her forehead a lasting rub, she approaches her roommate’s desk to snoop over her shoulder, morbidly curious. “are they covered in afterbirth muck? ‘cause ew! but, also yes.”
“why wouldn’t i?” she asked, sitting at her desk, uniform sleeves rolled up to her elbows. “i thought you’d enjoy it. a lamb, bringing life into the world. it’s painful, but the result is… ‘𝘤𝘶𝘵𝘦’. would you like to see the puppies?”
her nose wrinkles, her self–healing abilities dulling the initial ache of the bump. “why do you even have that book with you?” wooziness in her voice, she glances around in a slight daze.
her head jolts back at the impact, but there isn’t much reaction to the collision. small hand reaches to press against the newfound ache. “as is your inability to look at blood without fainting.” grumble, grumble. standing up from her own crouch.
her arms bolt up in alarm, rainbow–rimmed eyes opening fishbowl wide before she’s lifting herself upright and 𝙗𝙤𝙥𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜 heads with wednesday, letting out a puppyish yelp. “uuooh! ooh, that’s repugnant!”
thing spilled his on the dormitory floor… maybe in the bathroom? the rats that reside in the walls enjoyed the free meal, anyways. she’ll fish hers out of her backpack, disgruntled, yet amused at enid’s response. popping the cap off, holding it under her nostrils, “𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐝.”
where’s thing with the smelling salts when she needs him?
… again? seriously?
‘those’ are an animal, giving birth. a natural part of life, as cruel as it looks.
i just thought i’d gauge your reaction. you seem nauseated.
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