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i. relationship study | nogitsune.
 Slithering. Venomous. Hot breath causing a queer eruption of bubbled flesh, and bile inducting words drip into ear. He feels completely bare, humble to the horrors of the world as the very essence of supreme fright rips his body into new trauma. A lost, fractured mind -- however the Nogitsune can taste all of his thoughts, and his venom works quickly to disable excuses from a feeble brain.
He's never felt more vulnerable, more feeble and weak, more so than an ant toiling in the soil. Crawling. Claws shed the skin from bones of his skull, peeling layer after layer to crack open the shell of his psyche. Stiles feels [him] inside his ear, his skin, blood, denatured tongue making play of his neurons.
It's the kind of powerful fear that would send any person into cardiac arrest.. Are they the same entity? Is it the devil himself, for the Nogitsune cradles heart in the palm of soiled, bandaged heart to keep Stiles awake and listening.
Over the waves of nausea, adrenaline fails to kick in and he can sense the creature's pleasure in the demise of the poor boy. Sharp jaws of a true predator drag against flesh as the assault of mind-warping riddles... "kore wa nanda?" What is it, it spews with a fury the boy cannot understand but feels. Stiles would give up one leg, no - two, for the terror to cease. Screaming. Frustration and fright.
They tear each other apart, and it's just the opening sequence.
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