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@crnaged : GRABS HER & SHAKES.
instincts flare and thundering heart jumps into a dry throat as hands scramble to hold onto the desk before her, but all it does is scatter papers onto the ground, unable to find purchase before crimson claw closes around poor engineer’s neck from behind and effortlessly lifts her. perhaps later — if there is a later — she will remember the less than dignified squeak escaping her own mouth, and how thankful she would be if childish mockery were the only consequence.
they speak of icarus flying too close to the sun, Her blazing glory exposing waxen wings for the lie they are. but what is the sun to Her daughter ? an avian born in fire and forged by rebellion, searing pride was but the embrace of a lover. instead, darling phoenix will choke on her hubris, retching like any other dove on the ground, brilliant feathers sullied in the mud. one day, she will.
but so young a soul, yet ignorant and naive, pleads the universe to wait a little longer as flames of clever phoenix are extinguished ere they incite more ire than they can withstand, swallowing tell — tale snark in favor of survival. feet kick the air and hands rise to bury deft fingers between monstrous claw and own throat as best as is allowed in a desperate scramble for a margin of control. ( useless if he so chooses, she knows. but what else has little prodigy left ? )
and for a moment — a foolish, foolish split second, worth less than beat of her rampaging heart — darling phoenix considers the possibility that it is but another scare. another throw across the room. variables familiar and preferred, for she knows not how long a body so terrified would manage with its supply of oxygen cut off, generously assuming her spine is not his target — though the more merciful option, surely. somewhere amidst the turmoil, she acknowledges her own predicament is made only worse by scattered thoughts, but for all her bravado, viktoria is merely another coward.
a body blazing bright with nerves is jolted and immediately tenses as yet another yelp escapes, expecting the hard collision against a solid structure of symbiote’s choice. but instead, there’s another and another — it takes frazzled conscience a moment too long that she is being shaken not unlike one might do to an unruly kitten, an expression that is only ever appreciated from an outside perspective. and if she had any trust in a lively outcome, perhaps the little bird would reconcile with being handled in such a way in response to her own attitude. but not like this.
eyes close against a blurry world and hands shift to better hold onto the only lifeline she has ( how ironic ). one tightens its hold on sharp talons, while the other reaches back to clutch his wrist, nails digging into symbiote’s scarlet being. perhaps it is a mere illusion of comfort, to hold onto something when your entire body is treated like the chew toy of a beast ( there comes the bitter thought of gratitude that no teeth are involved just yet ), but this spoiled brat recently learned to appreciate what she has.
but not to keep her mouth shut for long enough.
❛ Hey, hey, HEY — ❜ choked up and wavering in voice and pitch, compensating for abrupt movements with rising volume. it is indignant and more annoyed than anything, a burst of temper refusing to be buried any longer. ( god, her head hurts ) but something inside her breaks and suddenly she is fighting the urge to cry. the very next noise from clever youth is devoid of both flame and poison, leaving as naught but the weak mewl of a kitten. ❛ 'm sorry, ❜ quiet and scared, instinctual. ( little bird does not know what she is apologizing for / must be something she did wrong. ) ❛ I’m sorry, please stop. ❜
okay, for marvel: Bucky? or, for spn: that old grandma demon?
I LOVE BUCK BUT NO! AND NOPE HAHA
1. Dean Winchester2. Benny Lafitte3. Leonard "Bones" McCoy4. On Sherlock5. Sherlock Holmes6. Thor7. Magento8. Wolverine 9. Castiel10. Charlie Bradbury
The road so far: Dean, Sam, Castiel, Gabriel, Benny, Charlie, Crowley, Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Harry Potter, Bobby, Kevin, Death, Jo, Meg, Bones, Sherlock, Balthazar, Lucifer, Abaddon, Magneto, Thor, Sirius, Kirk, Spock, Ruby, Anna, Gadreel, Mary, Jess, Wolverine, Hermione, The Doctor, Rick Grimes, Samandriel, Bucky, Grandma Demon
GUESS MY TOP 10 CHARACTERS FOR A SCREENSHOT PROMO!
Carnage - Wizard Press The Dark Book Cover : by Nelson DeCastro