𝐊odoku - WORM 🪱

looks at with big ole wormie eyes. pointing at hans— bug is so genuinely confused and concerned.

sound like one too. crunching. dont be a beetle, please. get up. 💧

like a weak bug at all❗️]

[ the noticing of a bloom draws the bugs attention, pointed ears raising a bit. connecting very few dots, but dots nonetheless. the bug continues its action of compressions, a bit more thoughtful than the random pushes and shoves like before. ]

you look- like a beetle.

[ a few pathetic noises manage to escape from between the worms lips, head shaking and hair falling all around- its eyes begin to water; confused on why the other isnt up. it assume hans was able to avoid death much like itself, only the weakest bugs could easily be preyed on. and hans didnt seem

[ the bugs nose scrunches as the scent of metal overwhelms him, its tempting- being a parasite he craves that. instead the bug stares and soon straightens up while seated on knees; repeatedly pushing against the others chest. very rhythmic! ]

i cant take care of a garden, i dont know how. get up ¡

[ brows furrow as the worm push its hands against the soil top, pulling itself from the depths of the ground. worm scoots itself closer and pushes against hans’ chest- rough. ]

why arent you talking? did i say something?

[ poking head up from the dirt, the ichor that seeped into the garden urged the worm up. reaching out with a hand- poking into a torn open wounded side. ]

new way to water plants— ¿

retrieves said flower boy @diseasedflowers.bsky.social and begins covering in dirt.

💔

position. ]

ive never met someone who can do that.

[ worm move its free arm and reach its hand out, fingers extended and the pointed nails at the end brushing against a sprouted bloom on the man. ]

of course i do!

[ it muses, speaking a bit louder than it intended to- but overall the bug was very happy to confirm it meant the thing it said.

in attempts to provide more reassurance it scoots, scoot scoot, and manages to stay close to hans’ side. head tilted, hair swaying into a new

the worms approach, but all is said with meaning full of sincerity. ]

i like it. i like you.

[ worm nods as if solidifying its words, eyes closing and nose scrunching as it smiles. a warm and reassuring grin. ]

hans feel what he needs and react how he does, but kodoku shows a silent reassurance by placing a hand on the others knee. its quiet and observing before anything, til it speak. ]

the way flowers and stuff grow on you is cool, i wish i could do that.

[ theres a lot of unknowing when it comes to

[ is the sudden burst of emotions scary to witness? absolutely. does the bug freeze and hesitate? yes. but it only lasts for a moment before worm is moving to get off from the mans back and instead come to crouch down just the same beside hans. the parasite stares straight ahead for a bit, letting

hush. ]

you made a great garden.

of their condition. how old they looked, the cracks from weathering. it felt familiar in a way, reminding the parasite of the worn buildings that litter different settlings of its realm.

a smile breaks way that was softer, sincere with the bugs comfort and feelings of growing safety. speaking in a

[ kodoku tilt head down a bit, point of chin slightly pressed against the top of hans’ head once again- a deep breath in expands the bugs chest before a slow and steady exhale causes it to fall. the bug moves its gaze out further than the flowers, staring at the walls of the garden and taking note

< - just an innocent oblivious worm, unaware of it all. 🪱

i love you. i love you. i love you.

ahead and watched the flowers as gentle breeze and their own sentience sway the flora. ]

definitely cooler.

speaking again. ]

i think the other one just needed more variety! it felt like the last one was holding onto something for too long. the dirt was really bitter..

[ theres a shrug, as the bug wasnt aware of the history behind the previous garden. to continue with attention on the current— it look

the old garden was pretty, it smelled good- but it was a lot of the same. it felt a little uncanny.

[ worm trails on a bit, making a few small noises as if unable to speak- but truthfully just struggling to find the right wording. eventually however the bug let out a soft pop of lips before

eyes widen with an almost forgotten delight, as if reuniting with someone long missed and overwhelmed with a flooding of emotion. it extend a hand- fingers reaching toward it.

“ hello— you look more lively than last time! “
worm had a bit more enthusiasm in voice, clearly excited.

was it something i said to make you feel like you're a burden?

and beams. not speaking any word of praise, the expression and gesturing said it all. ]

its height, so the pressure and strain would be minimal. ]

it would be nice having a garden to hide around in, when im not busy at the castle.. it gets really volatile. parasites get so mean.

[ as if it wasnt a parasite itself. that aside however it points towards new flowers that catch interest

you wouldnt mind?

[ worm speaks after letting some comforting seconds pass, his eyes having closed during. the bug shifts weight a few times and ends up leaning further against hans. using the support he offered to stay comfortably upright with little effort.

worm was fairly light considering

familiar creature! the bug recognizes! worm is standing still but has a friendly smile, and soon a slight tilt of head.

they hate to see a worm catch a vibe !!!

the side of the mans throat. ]