❛ ━━━━ DON’T EAT THE MUSHROOMS, ❜ they say to mock, as the meaty flesh of the mushroom passes their own lips. (humans fall in love, they fall to their knees, they sing love songs. just after consuming the pretty flowers. ) it tastes of honey, the syrup running down their throat. there is a moment of euphoria, a white hot clash of lightning before it disappears as thunder does. ❛ too strong for you, little dove. ❜ / @spiderot.
“– I mean, wasn’t exactly planning to. That looks like amanita bisporigera, I wouldn’t –” a pause as the fungus is devoured by the other anyway … not that peter was entirely surprised, he’d gotten a weird vibe from this guy from the beginning. close to spider-sense levels. but not quite. “Aaand you did it anyway.” shrugs. “Don’t come to me when your liver’s on fire.” pause. “Little dove?”
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