#4074

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writing tip #4074:

when anyone asks 'where do you get your ideas from?' say 'from you' and then absorb them

[max-the-many]

I need to be possessed by an alien creature badly

When he typed in those words a feeling shuddered through his body, a feeling, that told him, that this might not be all that far for him to happen...

It was a few days agter he send zhem out. A day like many others, he went about his businesses, got distracted bye triggers here and there... like, what if that guy that looked at him so cold wasn't himself, or that other boy. Or what, if in the dark corners on the side of his favourite shop there was something lurking in the dark.

With those thoughts, the day went bye until he ended up at home, througing his stuff on the side to have some snacks before he headed to the bathroom. It was a gloomy ecvening, already getting dark. Perfect timing for a bath to let those ideas wander off some more.

So he prepared everything, undressed, and opened the window just a little bit like he always did 'in case someone wanted in'

Then he let himself into the steaming water, injoyed the hot bubbles wrapping around his body like a evertransforming creature hugginh his self.

He thought about that clip he saw days ago, a tiny snipped of a movie showing a beetle creep into someones ear. They even depocted that beetle creeping into the canal, making its way deep into that guys head before it started to radiate, taking full control of his now human host.

He really would have loved to know the whole movie, but a bunch of research didn't got min very far - at least not with that movie.

With those thoughts he quickly drofted into a light slumber. A slumber, that didn't let him notice that slight dragging noice coming from a place not that far, a thump as if something fell onto the floor and an even less audible swish, probably along the floor.

Or was it just his dreams? No matter what, there was a presence, a mass surrounding the oldfashioned bathtub, possibly slithering inbetween those skillfully cragted legs, making its way to the pipes at the head of the tub, comin out of the wall low above the floor.

One could easily imagine a long, flexible arm wrapping around the pipe, pulling itself up to wrap some more limbs around, going higher and higher up until... someting... apeared abough the rim of the bathtub. Black, slightly transparent arms feeling along the white surface, a globby black mass following when those black tips founf the warm surface of the water close to where A.s shoulders emerged.

The creatures crept along the rim, not far until it reached out, slowly with his long arms until one of its tips touched skin.

He pulled it back when A. shuddered. But nothing more happened. So it reached out again. And when there was no further reaction, it slowly got hold of the slightly wet skin, slithered along, with one arm, then a second, a third running along the neck and a fourth before its body follow.

Another shudder occured, a stir. The creature froze.

But again, nothing more happened. So the arms went along. Two on every side of As neck, running around, the other arms below, As neck alomost fully wrapped. Then they rose, up the neck and over the chin, the creatures body getting higher and higher towards As neck.

Then the first arm reached his lips, crawled along and towards the closed mouth, two arms now feeling along the possible opening, trying to slip in. And they did... splitting his lips easily, bit bye bit getting in, feeling the wet innerts of his mouth, the rough toung, the...

That was when A suddenly woke up. He realized that something was wrapped around his neck! And despite his words from days ago he panicked! Reached for his neck, those arms, and siddenly the got stronger, built even more tension and everything happend way more quickly.

The arms forced themself deeper and deeper, the body pushed arpund his neck, the other arms having a strong grip, A's struggles seemingly having no effect at all.

More and more of the arms disapeared. Then the body followed, squeezed itself in with A choking and gurgeling along with it, his neck widening unnaturally while that creature clearly lowered itself down his neck, As eyes staring to flutter as he felt something almost tickelish in his head, quickly becoming more intense until he went black, his head sinking on his chest, his whole body sliding lower into the water.

Then everything was quiet, just the slight draft of the bubbled water was audible in the calm hour of the evening. Countless moments went bye...

Until he suddenly came to senses again, he sprung to action, breathing heavily, reaching for a hold in the slippery tub.

He looked around. Then looked down on himself.

Then he lifted himself up out of the tub to walk towards the mirror.

He looked at himself with cold eyes.

Perfect...

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Whoever requested this, feel free to reach out. Thanks a lot for the inspiration!

I'd love to know what A. sees in the mirror, phantasy or reality. Send pics my way, everyone!

Hope you like it...

[playoffsides]

pls accept my esoteric peteyjakey fanart. the ship is online

[villekoivunen]

Hera Lindsay Bird // 1 2 3 4

[honjitsuno1mai]

#4074 ＠ 神奈川県横浜市中区石川町

[mspatransparents]

tavroses and a vriska from pages 2165, 2166, 2174, and 2176!

[everymobbu]

[playoffsides]

top cut

elias pettersson/jake debrusk, G, 500, vgc au

Petey looks a little bashful, then, like he got caught caring too much, too openly. "Well. I'm sorry that I couldn't take Kyogre past top 8, I guess."

it2 fill - prompt: kyogre