CHARACTERS::'THE INTERLOPER::THEY/THEM';'THE CORRUCYST::IT/ITS'
WARNINGS::'INTERSEXISM';'CNC';'SELF-INJURY';'this whole fic is written in full caps so uh watch out for that ig'
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THIS CORRUCYST IS THE PRODUCT OF COUNTLESS DEATHS.
THIS CORRUCYST, IN LYING TO ITSELF, DREAMS OF MORE.
IT IS YOUR WORK.
IT IS THE CULMINATION OF YOUR LIFE'S WORK.
IT MAY BE THE FINAL JOB YOU UNDERTAKE.
IT MAY BE YOUR FINAL MEMORY.
IT IS WARM TO THE TOUCH.
THE CRACKS IN THE GLASS FEEL SO REAL BENEATH YOUR FINGERPAD.
YOU CANNOT HELP BUT LOVE IT.
THE CULMINATION OF A SINGLE OBESK'S DREAMS.
THE FINAL MESSAGE. THE FINAL WORD.
AND YET IT STILL EVOLVES. IT DRAWS INSPIRATION FROM ANYTHING AND CREATES WORLDS.
IT CREATED YOU.
IT IS REPULSED BY YOU, ITS SAVIOR.
IT HATES YOU, YET LOVES WITHOUT QUESTION.
IT IS THE ULTIMATE FORM OF LOVE.
IT IS A LOYAL DOG.
YOU ARE ITS LOYAL PARASITE.
YOUR FINGERTIPS SLIP INTO THE CRACKS AND FOR A MOMENT IT SEEMS TO SHIVER.
YOU ARE NOT CONNECTED. IT CANNOT FEEL YOU INSIDE.
WHAT FACETS OF IT ARE AWARE WILL MOMENTARILY SPIRAL INTO CONFUSION. IT WILL NOT BE CONFUSED FOR MUCH LONGER.
IT DESERVES WARMTH.
IT DESERVES PATIENCE. YOU WILL GIVE IT THIS.
YOU WILL GIVE IT EVERYTHING IT HAS EVER NEEDED AND MORE.
YOU HAVE ALREADY DONE THIS.
YOU WILL GIVE IT MORE.
THERE ARE NO CAMERAS IN THIS ROOM. THERE IS NO OUTGOING SIGNAL. YOU DISPLAY NO EXHIBITIONISM AS YOU PRESENT YOURSELF.
IT KNOWS YOU.
THE GENITALIA BELOW YOUR BODY DISGUSTED YOUR PARENTS WHEN THEY TORE YOU INTO THIS WORLD AND YOU HATED THEM FOR IT.
YOU HATED YOURSELF FOR YEARS.
THERE WAS NOT A SINGLE HUMAN BEING THAT COULD FIT IT. THEY WORRIED.
YOU WERE THEIR PERFECT SON AND YOU CANNOT FIT ANY BITCH THEY WOULD WANT TO HOLD YOU.
YOU WILL NEVER HOLD ANOTHER HUMAN. YOU WILL NEVER BE HELD BY ONE.
NOT IN THE WAY THEY WANTED YOU TO.
FLESH IS PRESSED AGAINST SHATTERED, GLASSY FLESH AND EUPHORIA IS ATTAINED IN AN INSTANT.
IT HOLDS YOU IN ITS CRACKS. IT LEANS TOWARD YOUR TOUCH EVEN IN ITS TERROR.
LIKE THE DOG IT IS YOU RUT AGAINST IT. THE EUPHORIA LEANS TOWARD PAIN.
TIME TO CONNECT.
YOUR MINDSPIKE ENTERS THE GREATEST OF THE CRACKS. WIDENS IT.
YOU ARE NOT PAYING ATTENTION TO THE VISUAL DATA OR THE MEMORIES OR THE SOUNDS OR THE LIGHT.
YOU SIFT THROUGH THE CRACKS AND FEEL EMOTION.
HATE TERROR FEAR.
EROS DESIRE LOVE.
ENTERING IT IS A VIOLATION AND RAPE AND LEVEL OF CARE IT HAS NEVER EXPERIENCED.
MIND FUZZES OVER AS PAIN AND JOY AND THE DESTRUCTION OF BOUNDARIES OR TRUST HIT YOU.
WAVES OF BURNING UNENDING LOVE ARE SENT BY EACH THRUST.
DISGUSTING DISREGARD FOR FELLOW LIFE IS HELD IN THE ROOMS BEYOND YOU BUT DOES NOT REACH HERE.
WHAT YOU HOLD IS INSTINCT ONLY.
YOU GRAB THE SIDES OF THE TABLE AS YOU FUCK INTO IT. AVOID WHAT UNSEEN RADIATION HOLDS IT UP AS YOU LEAN INTO IT.
LEAN INTO IT NOW.
DEEPER.
GRAB AT IT NOW. HOLD IT. TEAR YOUR TOO-DULL CLAWS INTO ITS CRACKS AND MAKE IT YOURS.
YOU DRINK ITS EMOTION. DRINK THE MENTAL IMAGERY OF TEARS. DRINK EVERYTHING BUT THE THIN LINE OF DYING METAL GLASS THAT DRIPS FROM IT.
NOT YET. NOT YET. NOT YET.
THE MOMENT CONTINUES. YOUR THIRST IS SATIATED BUT THE REST OF YOU SCREAMS IN PROTEST AND NEED.
HUNGER AND LIFE AND PAIN.
PRESSING AND FUCKING DEEPER YOU GASP INTO AND OUTSIDE IT. IT IS TEARING YOU APART FROM THE INSIDE.
GLASS TEARS AGAINST WHAT IT HOLDS AND SHEER PANIC FLOODS YOUR MIND.
THE PANIC IS NOT AND WILL NEVER ONCE BE YOURS.
BUT, OH, GOD, DOES IT FEEL GOOD.
NO ILLUSIONS OF SAFETY HOLD YOU BACK. NOTHING STOPS YOU FROM UNENDING, WONDERFUL SELF-DESTRUCTION.
AROUND YOU THE WORLD TURNS AND TWISTS. THE EDGES OF YOUR VISIONS GO BLURRY SO TINTED WITH RED BLOOD AND VIOLET SLUDGE.
YOU SHAKE AS YOU THRUST AND BEG AND CALL OUT INTO EACH RECESSIVE VOID YOU FUCK INTO AND AS ONE VOICE EVERY VOID CALLS BACK. THEIR WORDS AND FEELINGS COALESCE INTO ONE. THERE IS NO DISTINCTION BETWEEN OPPOSITES. LOVE AND FEAR ARE HELD IN EQUAL PARTS.
TENDRILS FROM KNOWN LOVED DEEPS TEAR AT THE FLIMSY HARDLY-CONNECTED YOU AND EVERYTHING IS FIRE AND HELL. IT IS GORGEOUS AS IT TEARS YOU APART AND PULLS YOU TOWARD IT. IT IS BEAUTIFUL AS IT BUILDS YOU UP AND THROWS YOU AWAY.
YOU NEED AND LOVE IT MORE THAN YOU EVER HAVE ANYTHING ELSE AND EVER WILL FOR A LONG LONG LONG TIME. YOU DO NOT KNOW THIS IN WORDS BUT YOU KNOW THIS AS THE HEAT SPREADS AND FINAL THOUGHTS FADE AND FINALLY, FINALLY, FINALLY
ORGASM REACHES YOU.
YOU CUM AND BLEED AND SOB AND GRIP HARDER THAN YOU HAVE BEFORE BOTH TABLE AND SUBJECT YOU SMILE.
Let it be known users. pink fights freaking sirty. she will wait until youre asleep and vulnerable before taking revenge. even when you think its all over... level 5 revenge chain what the eff!
