#demidritch.

there’s  a  pause:   enough  to  cover  the  universe.   startled  star  stays  incredibly  quiet,   so  much  so  that  even  the  near—silent  hum  of  her  radiation  is  put  on  mute..   she  wished  she  could  say  the  same  for  her  mind.   lightspeed  flickers  of  shadow  &  images  beyond  earthly  comprehension  flickered  across  those  jaded  orbs;   there,  she  reminds  herself  she  is  not  from  this  planet.   she  is  not  earth—bound.   she  should  welcome  this…    dangerous  creature.  understand  that  it  exists  just  like  she,   and  even  if  it  threatens,   she  will  not  be  the  first  to  mark  it  as  a  foe.   there’s  a  nod  of  agreement,   pursed  lips,   even  painful  sorrow  in  those  begetting  a  ferri'  painting  a  forefront  for  words  she  has  yet  to  speak.   eyes  travel  to  multistory  horror   -     wonder  knocks  on  her  front  lobe  &  she  answers  the  call,   just  as  quiet,   “   yes,   i  understand.   “   another  pause:   curiosity  was  quick  to  surpass  caution.   “   what  was  it     …    ?     “   lips  regret  asking  the  moment  words  leave  it,   the  warmth  of  them  grows  stale.   does  she  truly  want  to  know ?   does  it  want  to  be  known ?    / answered.

" if you can't beat them, make them bleed like pigs. " meme accepted from joanne hoshino., @demidritch.

voice echoes in places he doesn't like, joints felt the rupture / threat of defiant beast. violence... likes of which he had probably never seen before were churning inside his head————horrors unfathomable & to which, he wished not to. weary smile, brought forth to giant's lips, pretend————he was playing pretend. like blood—bags & war—crimes were nothing of his .... their nature. mjolnir was tucked to waist—bands' holster, as if showing some kind of common ground for war. as if there was one. broken, beaten, ruthless men at their feet were meant to experience pain, yes, he wouldn't deny that; as a protector & as a being of the universe. but were they deserving of joanne & her... affliction ? no. no one was. baritone offered comfort, the likes of which the savages below them would never had shown them... " we do not do that. not anymore. " in his head, he made a correction. he did not do that anymore. primordial eldtrich's vessel they... they did as they damn well—pleased. but hopefully, yes, god was really hoping, they kept the blood—baths to a minimum. maxing two. praying for none.