Yes, that tickles. ... Don't try to rip them out, okay?
[The vine creeps up Peter's wrist and arm like ivy tendril, intertwining. Flynn is excited – this works so much better than on the cold icy ground! No wonder he's so exhausted from trying to bloom in this dead soil...]
Sorry about the nosebleed, by the way, that's gotta hurt... It'll be better soon.
[He wonders if his outgrowths would flourish on life tissue? This is a copy of his best friend after all, he shouldn't just... eat him like anyone else. Flynn reaches out, brushing up Peter's arm and leaving a trace of spores on his neck and shoulder. They quickly take root, digging through the clothes, trying to find the warm skin underneath.]
Oh look at that! [He looks and sounds delighted.] It works!
cw blood, parasitic growth, cannibalistic ideation
[The vine creeps up Peter's wrist and arm like ivy tendril, intertwining. Flynn is excited – this works so much better than on the cold icy ground! No wonder he's so exhausted from trying to bloom in this dead soil...]
Sorry about the nosebleed, by the way, that's gotta hurt... It'll be better soon.
[He wonders if his outgrowths would flourish on life tissue? This is a copy of his best friend after all, he shouldn't just... eat him like anyone else. Flynn reaches out, brushing up Peter's arm and leaving a trace of spores on his neck and shoulder. They quickly take root, digging through the clothes, trying to find the warm skin underneath.]
Oh look at that! [He looks and sounds delighted.] It works!
[You can be in bloom, too, how wonderful!]