#hivebody

Marvus time 👀

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And here

We can see that Lanque is jealous of Marvus' big breasts

What is the purpose of marvus?

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there is a nonchalance about the question mike does not care for, the way it hums like spindly fingers drawn over a few  -- dozen, hundred, maybe thousand for how they chorus, it is impossible to tell how numerous the hive grows in these endless corridors and he is not foolish enough to care to try -- rusted strings. she is comfortable here, but of course she is, cradled by madness, quite literally surrounded by so-called love as if anything like them were so capable. the so-sensible-its-nearly-gauche fern a shade too off feet from them is curled a twist too many, as if smiling, sharp leaves leaving needle teeth to the imagination.

once, this place may have invoked the terror from him it fed on with its endless corridors and fractals that spilled so brightly against his eyelids their afterimage hovered when he blinked. today, it merely inconveniences. just as monsters do not love, after all, they do not fear, and they certainly do not bleed.

“ i wish i could say it was. ” a faint air of disdain runs through the words, pale eyes raking over tastefully subtle wallpaper as if to chase away the nonexistent shades in their periphery. “ but maybe here, yes. ” an unfriendly pause. “ i don’t suppose you’re going to direct me to the closest fire escape. ”

ᴍᴀɢɴᴏʟɪᴀs :// soft and subtle in color yet strong in appearance, magnolia symbolises perseverance & love of nature. its tree is very strong, thus, the strength of character is often associated with magnolias.

unprompted asks || always accepting

“IS THAT WHAT IT IS?” she asks. Her smile is as wide and bright as ever, red lips stretching across her sharp features in a friendly grin. A hungry grin. But there's strain in her eyes as she takes in the thin, mottled shape of Jane. Something pained. Something old. “Love?”

Because the corruption is not the distortion-the beholding-the something-is-very-wrong-here that had that had taken a hold of Ruby's insides and twisted them up until they matched her sprawling sub levels. Basement corridors running for miles. Empty, echoing. Jane is different. The woman-corruption-hive is so full. Of life, of mouths, of self. There must be love in there -- and sorrow, and anger, and joy. “Does it fill you up, Jane Prentiss? How much is there in you?”

It hurts. It hurts so much. She can ignore it most days, set it aside for the sake of living. Of collecting and experimenting and shaping the home that was herself that was wood and flesh and concrete and blood. It was so hollow. And so large. She could swallow the world and still starve.

“Is that why you come here? Where my doors move and my corners shift? Is it love for me?” Doubtful. They are something akin to friends by now — far closer to it than she is with old Bouchard anyway -- but Ruby would never mistake it for love. Not for her. It brings no grief to think about. Ruby’s fate isn’t one of loneliness, and she is never unhappy with her paper companions. She'd wanted this for so long.

But she is so, so empty. Something clawed inside her bones and hollowed her out and she is still here, desperate and aching and unending. And here is Jane, so full of love, of life, of scuttling chewing rotting things. There is so much within her. It is a wonder and a fascination and a jealousy.

Sometimes, she thinks, she could swallow Jane whole. Jane and her worms and scuttling things. Maybe then she would be full. Or maybe Jane would would rot her from the inside out, Rib cage and support beams. Cartilage. Oak.

1. Favorite avatar. i have to say michael, of course, with john amherst as a close second

3. Favorite entity. this is a really difficult one, but i think, overall, i have to go with the flesh. i think it’s underappreciated and underrepresented. but i’m a vegetarian, i love animals, and i really dig some good body horror, so the flesh is super effective for me. some of the most unsettling episodes for me were flesh episodes.

5. Favorite episode. again, this is a difficult one. even if i tried, i probably couldn’t pick a number one, so i’ll mention a few stand outs: the man upstairs, the gardener, a gravedigger’s envy, the new door, quiet, pest control.