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cw: vore-esque, emetophobia + spiders
Teeth snag along the flesh in its mouth, about to pull back and rip the rest away when that horned demon appears in a flash of blue.
It's fine, it's fine, it's time to die-
These two mortals are only fun to play with when they're tearing at each other.
And if the monster below the possessed figure of Haru wants to shred both of their bodies in the process, then it's a welcome end. ]
Hhhk.
[ The assault is sharp, precise and painful. It snarls against the blows, it doesn't move to escape as the rampage above hails down on them, only sitting upright so it can see that deep-seated thirst for blood in Akechi's eyes, to gaze upon a monster who will join it in the miserable afterlife-
But now it can't see Akechi. Not clearly. Its vision blurs and there's a twinge of panic in its own eyes. ]
Gเพเผeเพเผt outเพเผ.
[ The head twitches to the side and form begins to convulse, Haru's hands at her neck now, fingers clawing at her collar before they're at her own flesh.
Laevateinn hurts, but it was enough to knock the wind out of whatever deranged spirit cohabits her body. The creature can feel its leash on the other loosening and-
No, no, no. They're ruining it.
Ruined. Ruined. Ruined.
The wheezing restarts and Haru's real voice can be heard in between, her breathing stronger and stronger with each beat. ]
Get out oเพเผuเพเผtเพเผ oเพเผfเพเผ mเพเผeเพเผ-NเพเผOเพเผ?เพเผ
[ Haru can feel the strings.
Her fingers wrap around them and she pulls as hard as she can muster, her own body fighting against her as her bones snap in and out of place, trying to keep her inside a little longer, just until both of them drop dead.
But Okumura Haru stopped being a puppet a long time ago. She won't be this pathetic creature's play thing.
The strings rip and Haru's voice breaks through, from deep in her throat and ringing throughout the room. ]
Get out!
[ Her entire body lurches forward, her mouth opens and Haru begins to vomit with a force, but what ejects from her isn't her stomach contents, but hundreds of little, black spiders that are launched onto Akechi's face and begin to skitter away in a panicked state in various directions.
She coughs out the last several spiders, gasping for air like she's been held underwater far too long, because it certainly felt like it. ]
cw: ALL ABOVE SPIDERS, EMETO, NIGHTMARES
His own hands join in to peel skin from bone because she won't take away his kill. For a second, he digs in to her flesh. Lets his knife stay at the edge of her throat.
It's fun to watch people fall apart. To watch them snap.
And she's snapping. It's the only reason he doesn't slam the blade into her skull when an opening comes from that internal battle.
But he stays, waits, watches her body lurch and-
He wishes it were vomit. What comes out is far worse - the prickling, grotesque sensation of warm bugs on his face, his hair, running, running running but on him. ]
It's about time. Were you enjoying your little vacation?
[ It's a small blessings the spiders move on their own, but he smashes the ones he can reach anyway. Their bodies stick to his legs, his arms - he wipes his face to knock some off and tries to push her off with his foot. ]
cw: spiders and spider death...
There's an instant relief to be back in the driver's seat, to see the world again from her own eyes and not a murky distance in which she couldn't stop her arms and legs from jerking in different directions.
A lot is going on. She can taste iron in her mouth, she had felt Akechi's nails against her skin and then she's thrown off him, falling onto her side and barely catching herself in the nick of time.
She continues to gasp for air, but once she feels herself on stable ground, she rolls onto her knees, hands pressed to the floor to lift herself slightly to get a view of what's happening.
Spiders running everywhere. She can hear them screaming in her ear, frightened, pathetic, weak little things.
The relief she feels is short-lived, replaced with an agitated longing to inflict the pain back tenfold. ]
Punish them, Milady.
[ A dash of blue flames encircles her and Milady rises from the dark, skirt unfolding and pieces peeling back as heavy artillery loads and points forward. Her Persona begins a rapid-fire assault of Triple Down, bullets raining down with a fury and tearing through the bodies of the arachnids with ease, but also ripping through the walls and ceiling of this infuriating place.
If they can't find an exit, they'll simply make one. ]
no subject
[ Irritation gives way to joy - an erratic, vile cackle rings through the destruction. It takes him only a second to push himself up after she flings herself off him.
There's copper on his lip. It stings. He wants more and-
It's not quite the massacre he wanted - an insect's guts aren't as satisfying as blood and ethereal smoke. He commands Loki to attack all the same. There can't be too many creatures getting past them, but even if they are-
They're going to rip apart this place - the ceiling, walls, siding is torn with her Triple Down and Riot Gun. He sidesteps beams and panels that collapse. It's not smart, it's not wise. A part of him recognizes this senseless destruction might cause more problems than it solves, but- ]
I'll annihilate you pieces of SHIT!
[ Well, he's having fun. ♥
Bye bye windows!! ]
cw: emeto + blood AND WRAPPED ๐
But there are no doors hidden behind panels or bookshelves that have been knocked over in the ensuing chaos, or anywhere.
It's just one big room, with thick dust and splinters flitting about the air and some of the already mangled bodies of the creatures they had taken out earlier, riddled with more holes now.
The spiders are mostly dead. Squashed under the force of their feral attacks, if not ripped into pieces through the sheer violence of Loki's attack.
Haru recalls Milady when no door appears, still on her knees, her hand pressed to her lips now. A hasty wipe with her finger reveals the deep red staining her face and neck and her figure comes to a still as she gazes hard at blood that doesn't belong to her.
The metallic taste floods her mouth again when her senses zero in on the warm, slick fluid coating the side of her mouth and her tongue.
She wants to gag, but after releasing all those spiders, she barely has the energy for a second go at it.
Haru wipes her mouth with her back of her hand and very slowly, heart hammering away in her chest and her stomach churning at the thought, swallows with an unpleasant expression seeping into her delicate features.
And maybe she does gag behind her hand, but it's quiet, barely audible as another piece of the ceiling collapses from the side, hitting the walls on the way down.
This is definitely the worst room she's been in thus far. ]