TELL ME WHO I AM // jack, vale, and gore

[VALE]

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graphic gore ★ genderfluid ★ jack's mutated dragon body

Jack’s own body cuts him off with a squelch. The vocal cords collapse, spilling black ooze down his throat and out between his teeth, over his rotting gums, the little wildcat splutters. His tongue flails against his teeth, trying to bring order to random sounds, but he only succeeds in smacking down tooth after tooth.

The teeth clatter between his paws. His paws shiver.

His skin crawls as if maggots lie beneath. Perhaps it is so. The black sludge oozes out of a cut, then another, as the fur sloughs off and reveals the icy dragon beneath. Each cut is a thought manifested.

The thoughts are Vale and Vale is the thoughts—slithering and writhing, the intruder crushes Jack’s mind like a kraken crushes a ship.

Listen, Jack. Vale is singing for you.

Open your eyes and see
This is not my true face
If you could see my soul
As I have seen my soul
I could show it to you
It's rotten
It's poison

Vale opens Jack’s eyes. The dragon’s bloodshot eyes are not quite red, yet, but the colors clash in as the mental war continues. Well, the two eyes on vis head are not red…

The eyes opening over the dragon’s body? Those are red. Blinking asynchronously. Watching the crows orbit vis dragon body as their new god.

A beak, wicked and cruel, curved sharp as a sickle, forms out of the dragon’s head. “Jack, the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,” Vale hisses softly. Steam escapes from vis nostrils.

“So, fuck you. You eat my body, I possess yours.” Many eyes roll, not all of them seeing, as Vale erupts into laughter. “Fuck. You.”

Plucking vis crow skull off the sand, Vale holds it daintily between two claws. Frost coats the bone, but Vale does not think much on this; Jack’s fighting. The ice acts outside Vale’s command, but, when Vale spreads vis wings wide, the eruption of flame battles the winter chill creeping over the sands.

“HOW’S THIS FOR A BLOODING!”

// lyrics are from A Lesson Never Learned - Asking Alexandria, quotes taken from The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe, and powerplay permission from Wisker

YOU NEVER TRUSTED ME ★
BUT I’M OVER IT NOW
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