Welcome to The Forest

hey it’s okay. maybe you’ll feel better if you imagine your OCs in fucked up situations

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As Beaver is trying to explain the situation to Masky and Loralie, he hears a voice. A familiar voice.

“Oh won’t this be a fun time to see what you can do, hmm?~”

beaver flinches slightly, hiding it by shifting, trying to keep the conversation going as he talks to lycidas, ʼwhat are you on about?ʼ

“but yeah, uh ... hosting.” he shrugs again, trying to minimise his flinch & grimace at the movement, “not exactly sure how itʼll ... work. but, uh, hopefully itʼs- hopefully it's fine.”

Aiden looks at Beaver and narrows his eyes slightly before stilling his face to a neutral expression. “Kid I mean this in the nicest way possible- It’s not going to be fine. He’s going to hurt you.”

The voice sighs, “He never did learn to be quiet. How about we make this more interesting, hmm? Too bad~!”

Lycidas quickly starts to take control of Beaver, filling Beavers thoughts with dark and distorted images as he surfaces to control Beavers’ movements.

“uh—” beaver glances down at his hand, hesitating, glancing back up at aiden & shifting again, voice cracking slightly, “yeah what are- okay so do should i just going—?”

Jess reaches for Beaver’s hand, looking up at him anxiously, she doesn’t want him to go, she wants to help him.

Lycidas snaps Beavers’ head up and looks at Masky before humming then snapping.

Loralie’s eyes widen and she stands, and grabs Jess and moves across the room. “Sorry ‘bout that hun.. I don’t think Beaver is in control anymore...”

Masky lets out a pained gasp before wrapping their wings defensively around themself- Then a flash.

King stares at Aiden before looking at Beaver with a pained expression. “Oh. Hello Dad.”

Then he’s holding Aiden down to stop him from lunging at Beaver.

Lycidas simply smiles and vanishes, leaving Beaver back in control once more.

beaver stumbles, barely managing to catch himself against the doorframe, his whole body trembling both because of what he did & how much it fucking hurt which is making it very difficult to stand up, “this feels- ow- way worse than usual... i- why are there two of you now?”

Jess gasps a little, trying to pull away from Loralie to get back to Beaver, “Whats going on? What’s happening to him?” She asks, anxious, “I wanna help him—“

Loralie keeps her grip firm and sighs softly while glancing at everyone quickly. “Lycidas was controlling him. I believe he’s gone. Give me a moment then you can go over to him, okay?”

Aiden swears loudly and tries to fight King’s grip. He ends up punching them in the face before his eyes meet King’s and he freezes. “King. Your eyes.”

King shushes him and glances at Beaver. “Father dearest possessed you and split us again.”

“i think his company will be more insightful than felixʼs.” beaver mumbles dryly, trying to stand up properly which hurts but he manages just barely, “ow- should i go, then?”

“Don’t go-“ Jess says immediately, watching Beaver with worry, “Please don’t go- Aiden don’t hurt him—“

Loralie glances at Beaver and let’s out a breath while letting go of Jess “Go take care of him, kiddo..”

She moves towards Aiden and King and grimaces as she sees King’s eyes. “Damnit. How well can you see, King?”

He shrugs before blinking and narrowing his eyes at Beaver. As he blinks black liquid start dripping down his cheeks like tears. “Do you see now why it was such a dangerous deal?”

Loralie smacks a hand over King’s mouth and hisses to him, “Shut up. You two need to leave. I’m going to check on the children.”

“yeah, got the message loud & clear, dad.” beaver mutters.

his expression & body language softening slightly when jess comes over, “hi, baby.. ʼm sorry about doing this i just-- i didn't want him to hurt you & yʼknow, hurt baby too so i.. i did what i had to do which is.. well, bad..”

“It’s okay, it’s okay I know you did what you had to protect everyone I know,” she reaches out to him, scanning his face but avoiding accidental eye contact, “How are you feeling?”

King’s eyes widen for a second before he stands and grabs Aiden’s arm. “Cmon. We do need to go talk.”

Aiden glares at Beaver but sighs and puts on a neutral expression while walking out of the room. Staying intentionally right next to King to guide him.

Loralie sighs and sits on the bed and rubs her face for a second before looking up at the teens, “Do you two want to sit up here?”

beaver was about to answer jessʼ question when king & aiden walk past, causing him to completely miss loralieʼs question as heʼs focused on making sure aiden doesn't try anything.

Jess watches them go, tense, and gently grabs Beaver’s hand, “Wanna sit?” She asks softly, motioning to the bed

Loralie smiles softly at Jess, trying to be comforting, but the smile doesn’t reach her eyes fully.

“It’s okay, kiddos. They’re going to calm down for now. It’ll just be us for a few. And I can always step out if you need space.”

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As Beaver is trying to explain the situation to Masky and Loralie, he hears a voice. A familiar voice.

“Oh won’t this be a fun time to see what you can do, hmm?~”

beaver flinches slightly, hiding it by shifting, trying to keep the conversation going as he talks to lycidas, ʼwhat are you on about?ʼ

“but yeah, uh ... hosting.” he shrugs again, trying to minimise his flinch & grimace at the movement, “not exactly sure how itʼll ... work. but, uh, hopefully itʼs- hopefully it's fine.”

Aiden looks at Beaver and narrows his eyes slightly before stilling his face to a neutral expression. “Kid I mean this in the nicest way possible- It’s not going to be fine. He’s going to hurt you.”

The voice sighs, “He never did learn to be quiet. How about we make this more interesting, hmm? Too bad~!”

Lycidas quickly starts to take control of Beaver, filling Beavers thoughts with dark and distorted images as he surfaces to control Beavers’ movements.

“uh—” beaver glances down at his hand, hesitating, glancing back up at aiden & shifting again, voice cracking slightly, “yeah what are- okay so do should i just going—?”

Jess reaches for Beaver’s hand, looking up at him anxiously, she doesn’t want him to go, she wants to help him.

Lycidas snaps Beavers’ head up and looks at Masky before humming then snapping.

Loralie’s eyes widen and she stands, and grabs Jess and moves across the room. “Sorry ‘bout that hun.. I don’t think Beaver is in control anymore...”

Masky lets out a pained gasp before wrapping their wings defensively around themself- Then a flash.

King stares at Aiden before looking at Beaver with a pained expression. “Oh. Hello Dad.”

Then he’s holding Aiden down to stop him from lunging at Beaver.

Lycidas simply smiles and vanishes, leaving Beaver back in control once more.

beaver stumbles, barely managing to catch himself against the doorframe, his whole body trembling both because of what he did & how much it fucking hurt which is making it very difficult to stand up, “this feels- ow- way worse than usual... i- why are there two of you now?”

Jess gasps a little, trying to pull away from Loralie to get back to Beaver, “Whats going on? What’s happening to him?” She asks, anxious, “I wanna help him—“

Loralie keeps her grip firm and sighs softly while glancing at everyone quickly. “Lycidas was controlling him. I believe he’s gone. Give me a moment then you can go over to him, okay?”

Aiden swears loudly and tries to fight King’s grip. He ends up punching them in the face before his eyes meet King’s and he freezes. “King. Your eyes.”

King shushes him and glances at Beaver. “Father dearest possessed you and split us again.”

“i think his company will be more insightful than felixʼs.” beaver mumbles dryly, trying to stand up properly which hurts but he manages just barely, “ow- should i go, then?”

“Don’t go-“ Jess says immediately, watching Beaver with worry, “Please don’t go- Aiden don’t hurt him—“

Loralie glances at Beaver and let’s out a breath while letting go of Jess “Go take care of him, kiddo..”

She moves towards Aiden and King and grimaces as she sees King’s eyes. “Damnit. How well can you see, King?”

He shrugs before blinking and narrowing his eyes at Beaver. As he blinks black liquid start dripping down his cheeks like tears. “Do you see now why it was such a dangerous deal?”

Loralie smacks a hand over King’s mouth and hisses to him, “Shut up. You two need to leave. I’m going to check on the children.”

“yeah, got the message loud & clear, dad.” beaver mutters.

his expression & body language softening slightly when jess comes over, “hi, baby.. ʼm sorry about doing this i just-- i didn't want him to hurt you & yʼknow, hurt baby too so i.. i did what i had to do which is.. well, bad..”

“It’s okay, it’s okay I know you did what you had to protect everyone I know,” she reaches out to him, scanning his face but avoiding accidental eye contact, “How are you feeling?”

King’s eyes widen for a second before he stands and grabs Aiden’s arm. “Cmon. We do need to go talk.”

Aiden glares at Beaver but sighs and puts on a neutral expression while walking out of the room. Staying intentionally right next to King to guide him.

Loralie sighs and sits on the bed and rubs her face for a second before looking up at the teens, “Do you two want to sit up here?”

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As Beaver is trying to explain the situation to Masky and Loralie, he hears a voice. A familiar voice.

“Oh won’t this be a fun time to see what you can do, hmm?~”

beaver flinches slightly, hiding it by shifting, trying to keep the conversation going as he talks to lycidas, ʼwhat are you on about?ʼ

“but yeah, uh ... hosting.” he shrugs again, trying to minimise his flinch & grimace at the movement, “not exactly sure how itʼll ... work. but, uh, hopefully itʼs- hopefully it's fine.”

Aiden looks at Beaver and narrows his eyes slightly before stilling his face to a neutral expression. “Kid I mean this in the nicest way possible- It’s not going to be fine. He’s going to hurt you.”

The voice sighs, “He never did learn to be quiet. How about we make this more interesting, hmm? Too bad~!”

Lycidas quickly starts to take control of Beaver, filling Beavers thoughts with dark and distorted images as he surfaces to control Beavers’ movements.

“uh—” beaver glances down at his hand, hesitating, glancing back up at aiden & shifting again, voice cracking slightly, “yeah what are- okay so do should i just going—?”

Jess reaches for Beaver’s hand, looking up at him anxiously, she doesn’t want him to go, she wants to help him.

Lycidas snaps Beavers’ head up and looks at Masky before humming then snapping.

Loralie’s eyes widen and she stands, and grabs Jess and moves across the room. “Sorry ‘bout that hun.. I don’t think Beaver is in control anymore...”

Masky lets out a pained gasp before wrapping their wings defensively around themself- Then a flash.

King stares at Aiden before looking at Beaver with a pained expression. “Oh. Hello Dad.”

Then he’s holding Aiden down to stop him from lunging at Beaver.

Lycidas simply smiles and vanishes, leaving Beaver back in control once more.

beaver stumbles, barely managing to catch himself against the doorframe, his whole body trembling both because of what he did & how much it fucking hurt which is making it very difficult to stand up, “this feels- ow- way worse than usual... i- why are there two of you now?”

Jess gasps a little, trying to pull away from Loralie to get back to Beaver, “Whats going on? What’s happening to him?” She asks, anxious, “I wanna help him—“

Loralie keeps her grip firm and sighs softly while glancing at everyone quickly. “Lycidas was controlling him. I believe he’s gone. Give me a moment then you can go over to him, okay?”

Aiden swears loudly and tries to fight King’s grip. He ends up punching them in the face before his eyes meet King’s and he freezes. “King. Your eyes.”

King shushes him and glances at Beaver. “Father dearest possessed you and split us again.”

“i think his company will be more insightful than felixʼs.” beaver mumbles dryly, trying to stand up properly which hurts but he manages just barely, “ow- should i go, then?”

“Don’t go-“ Jess says immediately, watching Beaver with worry, “Please don’t go- Aiden don’t hurt him—“

Loralie glances at Beaver and let’s out a breath while letting go of Jess “Go take care of him, kiddo..”

She moves towards Aiden and King and grimaces as she sees King’s eyes. “Damnit. How well can you see, King?”

He shrugs before blinking and narrowing his eyes at Beaver. As he blinks black liquid start dripping down his cheeks like tears. “Do you see now why it was such a dangerous deal?”

Loralie smacks a hand over King’s mouth and hisses to him, “Shut up. You two need to leave. I’m going to check on the children.”

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As Beaver is trying to explain the situation to Masky and Loralie, he hears a voice. A familiar voice.

“Oh won’t this be a fun time to see what you can do, hmm?~”

beaver flinches slightly, hiding it by shifting, trying to keep the conversation going as he talks to lycidas, ʼwhat are you on about?ʼ

“but yeah, uh ... hosting.” he shrugs again, trying to minimise his flinch & grimace at the movement, “not exactly sure how itʼll ... work. but, uh, hopefully itʼs- hopefully it's fine.”

Aiden looks at Beaver and narrows his eyes slightly before stilling his face to a neutral expression. “Kid I mean this in the nicest way possible- It’s not going to be fine. He’s going to hurt you.”

The voice sighs, “He never did learn to be quiet. How about we make this more interesting, hmm? Too bad~!”

Lycidas quickly starts to take control of Beaver, filling Beavers thoughts with dark and distorted images as he surfaces to control Beavers’ movements.

“uh—” beaver glances down at his hand, hesitating, glancing back up at aiden & shifting again, voice cracking slightly, “yeah what are- okay so do should i just going—?”

Jess reaches for Beaver’s hand, looking up at him anxiously, she doesn’t want him to go, she wants to help him.

Lycidas snaps Beavers’ head up and looks at Masky before humming then snapping.

Loralie’s eyes widen and she stands, and grabs Jess and moves across the room. “Sorry ‘bout that hun.. I don’t think Beaver is in control anymore...”

Masky lets out a pained gasp before wrapping their wings defensively around themself- Then a flash.

King stares at Aiden before looking at Beaver with a pained expression. “Oh. Hello Dad.”

Then he’s holding Aiden down to stop him from lunging at Beaver.

Lycidas simply smiles and vanishes, leaving Beaver back in control once more.

beaver stumbles, barely managing to catch himself against the doorframe, his whole body trembling both because of what he did & how much it fucking hurt which is making it very difficult to stand up, “this feels- ow- way worse than usual... i- why are there two of you now?”

Jess gasps a little, trying to pull away from Loralie to get back to Beaver, “Whats going on? What’s happening to him?” She asks, anxious, “I wanna help him—“

Loralie keeps her grip firm and sighs softly while glancing at everyone quickly. “Lycidas was controlling him. I believe he’s gone. Give me a moment then you can go over to him, okay?”

Aiden swears loudly and tries to fight King’s grip. He ends up punching them in the face before his eyes meet King’s and he freezes. “King. Your eyes.”

King shushes him and glances at Beaver. “Father dearest possessed you and split us again.”

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As Beaver is trying to explain the situation to Masky and Loralie, he hears a voice. A familiar voice.

“Oh won’t this be a fun time to see what you can do, hmm?~”

beaver flinches slightly, hiding it by shifting, trying to keep the conversation going as he talks to lycidas, ʼwhat are you on about?ʼ

“but yeah, uh ... hosting.” he shrugs again, trying to minimise his flinch & grimace at the movement, “not exactly sure how itʼll ... work. but, uh, hopefully itʼs- hopefully it's fine.”

Aiden looks at Beaver and narrows his eyes slightly before stilling his face to a neutral expression. “Kid I mean this in the nicest way possible- It’s not going to be fine. He’s going to hurt you.”

The voice sighs, “He never did learn to be quiet. How about we make this more interesting, hmm? Too bad~!”

Lycidas quickly starts to take control of Beaver, filling Beavers thoughts with dark and distorted images as he surfaces to control Beavers’ movements.

“uh—” beaver glances down at his hand, hesitating, glancing back up at aiden & shifting again, voice cracking slightly, “yeah what are- okay so do should i just going—?”

Jess reaches for Beaver’s hand, looking up at him anxiously, she doesn’t want him to go, she wants to help him.

Lycidas snaps Beavers’ head up and looks at Masky before humming then snapping.

Loralie’s eyes widen and she stands, and grabs Jess and moves across the room. “Sorry ‘bout that hun.. I don’t think Beaver is in control anymore...”

Masky lets out a pained gasp before wrapping their wings defensively around themself- Then a flash.

King stares at Aiden before looking at Beaver with a pained expression. “Oh. Hello Dad.”

Then he’s holding Aiden down to stop him from lunging at Beaver.

Lycidas simply smiles and vanishes, leaving Beaver back in control once more.

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As Beaver is trying to explain the situation to Masky and Loralie, he hears a voice. A familiar voice.

“Oh won’t this be a fun time to see what you can do, hmm?~”

beaver flinches slightly, hiding it by shifting, trying to keep the conversation going as he talks to lycidas, ʼwhat are you on about?ʼ

“but yeah, uh ... hosting.” he shrugs again, trying to minimise his flinch & grimace at the movement, “not exactly sure how itʼll ... work. but, uh, hopefully itʼs- hopefully it's fine.”

Aiden looks at Beaver and narrows his eyes slightly before stilling his face to a neutral expression. “Kid I mean this in the nicest way possible- It’s not going to be fine. He’s going to hurt you.”

The voice sighs, “He never did learn to be quiet. How about we make this more interesting, hmm? Too bad~!”

Lycidas quickly starts to take control of Beaver, filling Beavers thoughts with dark and distorted images as he surfaces to control Beavers’ movements.

beaver makes a lilʼ peace sign as a greeting to everyone else, being a tad too casual with his answer, “lycidas.”

They shift again.

“What the Fuck?! Why would you do that?!”

Loralie smacks Aiden’s shoulder and moves a bit closer to Beaver.

“Honey, what’s the deal?”

Jess looks at the adults, confused and visibly worried, squeezing Beaver’s hand a little.

beaver is quiet before answering, “huh, what? oh, uh, he fucks off & iʼm ... i dunno, me with spice.”

Loralie is quiet before nodding. “Okay. What does that entail? What did he want from you?”

beaver makes a lilʼ peace sign as a greeting to everyone else, being a tad too casual with his answer, “lycidas.”

They shift again.

“What the Fuck?! Why would you do that?!”

Loralie smacks Aiden’s shoulder and moves a bit closer to Beaver.

“Honey, what’s the deal?”

beaver is back in the corner of his that lab, holding his arms close to his body as he watches the young child he once was being subjected to ... what, torture? heʼs not even sure himself but everything seems off. he can feel his palms sweating because of watching the scene in front of him, feel his nails digging into his palms, but he canʼt ... feel it. he can't feel the pain like usual.

A dark figure stands over Beaver. It hums softly before pressing a cold hand to the front of the teens throat. Just enough to startle him awake, before stepping back into the shadows. Only faint pricks of light are visible where it’s eyes should be.

beaver jolts, falling back against the wall with a pained grunt because FUCKing hell that hurt, grimacing as he shifts to stand up straight but heʼs ... something feels off, more off. something isn't right. this ... that shadow wasn't here before.

“what the fuck...?” beaver mutters, quiet enough that the dream figures can't hear him (they never hear him), but loud enough that he can hear himself & this shadow is they talk. maybe itʼs that grey person? somehow?

“Hello, Beaver. Quite an interesting memory, hmm? Too bad you will continue to relive it. Over and over again.~”

“uh...” beaver pauses, glancing around the memory quietly, before glancing at lycidas & slowly the realisation hits him, “hOwthEFUCK—”

“I’m not a physical entity, love~ I can enter your dreams far easier then you would like~!”

He steps out of the shadows and smirks at Beaver.

“Now, I did come for a reason~”

beaver rolls his eyes & mutters something, pressing against the wall & moving away from lycidas, akin to a crab in how ... awkward heʼs making this for himself.

Lycidas’ face hardens and he stalks towards Beaver. He grabs the front of Beavers shirt and yanks him so he’s standing.

“You can’t get out of this. You’re pathetic. Couldn’t even stand on your own.”

beaver glances down at the floor before looking back up at lycidas (well, near enough at his face), “i dunno, gramps, walls are pretty hard on the underdeveloped body. you'd probably know what it's like to cause that anyway, considering how your sons turned out.”

Lycidas raises an eyebrow and sets Beaver down. Maybe a little more aggressive then he should’ve.

“Let’s make a deal, darling~”

beaver stumbled slightly, but he also managed to move away from lycidas which is something, “... why in the hell would i trust you?”

“Smart child. You shouldn’t. However, it will keep the people you care about safe. Like your lovely partner and child. And my sons. Your siblings. All of them~!”

He hums and turns and taps his foot in a quiet pattern before stopping.

“But if you’re not interested, I’ll be on my way to visit Jess~”

“i-” beaver kind of chokes, glancing away out the door, “iʼm not agreeing yet, but what- what deal? what do you want?”

“Become my host, and I won’t ever harm them. You just have to become my host. Since I can’t create a physical form for long~”

He turns and faces beaver.

“And your family will stay safe~”

beaver is hesitant, “... you'll leave them alone permanently. just- do whatever you want to me, i don't fucking care, just don't hurt them again. ever. loralie, aiden, da- uh, king, lyssa, martin, jess, everyone. don't touch them. that's my only addition.”

“Of course, dear~”

He holds his hand out towards Beaver with a smirk.

“Pleasure doing business with you~”

beaver hesitates, staring at lycidasʼ hand before quickly getting it over with & pulling his hand back just as fast, flinching when child beaver wails in agony, begging for spite to stop—

“Very good, dear~”

Lycidas smirks, before vanishing.

Then it’s darkness.

beaver is back in the corner of his that lab, holding his arms close to his body as he watches the young child he once was being subjected to ... what, torture? heʼs not even sure himself but everything seems off. he can feel his palms sweating because of watching the scene in front of him, feel his nails digging into his palms, but he canʼt ... feel it. he can't feel the pain like usual.

A dark figure stands over Beaver. It hums softly before pressing a cold hand to the front of the teens throat. Just enough to startle him awake, before stepping back into the shadows. Only faint pricks of light are visible where it’s eyes should be.

beaver jolts, falling back against the wall with a pained grunt because FUCKing hell that hurt, grimacing as he shifts to stand up straight but heʼs ... something feels off, more off. something isn't right. this ... that shadow wasn't here before.

“what the fuck...?” beaver mutters, quiet enough that the dream figures can't hear him (they never hear him), but loud enough that he can hear himself & this shadow is they talk. maybe itʼs that grey person? somehow?

“Hello, Beaver. Quite an interesting memory, hmm? Too bad you will continue to relive it. Over and over again.~”

“uh...” beaver pauses, glancing around the memory quietly, before glancing at lycidas & slowly the realisation hits him, “hOwthEFUCK—”

“I’m not a physical entity, love~ I can enter your dreams far easier then you would like~!”

He steps out of the shadows and smirks at Beaver.

“Now, I did come for a reason~”

beaver rolls his eyes & mutters something, pressing against the wall & moving away from lycidas, akin to a crab in how ... awkward heʼs making this for himself.

Lycidas’ face hardens and he stalks towards Beaver. He grabs the front of Beavers shirt and yanks him so he’s standing.

“You can’t get out of this. You’re pathetic. Couldn’t even stand on your own.”

beaver glances down at the floor before looking back up at lycidas (well, near enough at his face), “i dunno, gramps, walls are pretty hard on the underdeveloped body. you'd probably know what it's like to cause that anyway, considering how your sons turned out.”

Lycidas raises an eyebrow and sets Beaver down. Maybe a little more aggressive then he should’ve.

“Let’s make a deal, darling~”

beaver stumbled slightly, but he also managed to move away from lycidas which is something, “... why in the hell would i trust you?”

“Smart child. You shouldn’t. However, it will keep the people you care about safe. Like your lovely partner and child. And my sons. Your siblings. All of them~!”

He hums and turns and taps his foot in a quiet pattern before stopping.

“But if you’re not interested, I’ll be on my way to visit Jess~”

“i-” beaver kind of chokes, glancing away out the door, “iʼm not agreeing yet, but what- what deal? what do you want?”

“Become my host, and I won’t ever harm them. You just have to become my host. Since I can’t create a physical form for long~”

He turns and faces beaver.

“And your family will stay safe~”

beaver is hesitant, “... you'll leave them alone permanently. just- do whatever you want to me, i don't fucking care, just don't hurt them again. ever. loralie, aiden, da- uh, king, lyssa, martin, jess, everyone. don't touch them. that's my only addition.”

“Of course, dear~”

He holds his hand out towards Beaver with a smirk.

“Pleasure doing business with you~”

beaver is back in the corner of his that lab, holding his arms close to his body as he watches the young child he once was being subjected to ... what, torture? heʼs not even sure himself but everything seems off. he can feel his palms sweating because of watching the scene in front of him, feel his nails digging into his palms, but he canʼt ... feel it. he can't feel the pain like usual.

A dark figure stands over Beaver. It hums softly before pressing a cold hand to the front of the teens throat. Just enough to startle him awake, before stepping back into the shadows. Only faint pricks of light are visible where it’s eyes should be.

beaver jolts, falling back against the wall with a pained grunt because FUCKing hell that hurt, grimacing as he shifts to stand up straight but heʼs ... something feels off, more off. something isn't right. this ... that shadow wasn't here before.

“what the fuck...?” beaver mutters, quiet enough that the dream figures can't hear him (they never hear him), but loud enough that he can hear himself & this shadow is they talk. maybe itʼs that grey person? somehow?

“Hello, Beaver. Quite an interesting memory, hmm? Too bad you will continue to relive it. Over and over again.~”

“uh...” beaver pauses, glancing around the memory quietly, before glancing at lycidas & slowly the realisation hits him, “hOwthEFUCK—”

“I’m not a physical entity, love~ I can enter your dreams far easier then you would like~!”

He steps out of the shadows and smirks at Beaver.

“Now, I did come for a reason~”

beaver rolls his eyes & mutters something, pressing against the wall & moving away from lycidas, akin to a crab in how ... awkward heʼs making this for himself.

Lycidas’ face hardens and he stalks towards Beaver. He grabs the front of Beavers shirt and yanks him so he’s standing.

“You can’t get out of this. You’re pathetic. Couldn’t even stand on your own.”

beaver glances down at the floor before looking back up at lycidas (well, near enough at his face), “i dunno, gramps, walls are pretty hard on the underdeveloped body. you'd probably know what it's like to cause that anyway, considering how your sons turned out.”

Lycidas raises an eyebrow and sets Beaver down. Maybe a little more aggressive then he should’ve.

“Let’s make a deal, darling~”

beaver stumbled slightly, but he also managed to move away from lycidas which is something, “... why in the hell would i trust you?”

“Smart child. You shouldn’t. However, it will keep the people you care about safe. Like your lovely partner and child. And my sons. Your siblings. All of them~!”

He hums and turns and taps his foot in a quiet pattern before stopping.

“But if you’re not interested, I’ll be on my way to visit Jess~”

“i-” beaver kind of chokes, glancing away out the door, “iʼm not agreeing yet, but what- what deal? what do you want?”

“Become my host, and I won’t ever harm them. You just have to become my host. Since I can’t create a physical form for long~”

He turns and faces beaver.

“And your family will stay safe~”

beaver is back in the corner of his that lab, holding his arms close to his body as he watches the young child he once was being subjected to ... what, torture? heʼs not even sure himself but everything seems off. he can feel his palms sweating because of watching the scene in front of him, feel his nails digging into his palms, but he canʼt ... feel it. he can't feel the pain like usual.

A dark figure stands over Beaver. It hums softly before pressing a cold hand to the front of the teens throat. Just enough to startle him awake, before stepping back into the shadows. Only faint pricks of light are visible where it’s eyes should be.

beaver jolts, falling back against the wall with a pained grunt because FUCKing hell that hurt, grimacing as he shifts to stand up straight but heʼs ... something feels off, more off. something isn't right. this ... that shadow wasn't here before.

“what the fuck...?” beaver mutters, quiet enough that the dream figures can't hear him (they never hear him), but loud enough that he can hear himself & this shadow is they talk. maybe itʼs that grey person? somehow?

“Hello, Beaver. Quite an interesting memory, hmm? Too bad you will continue to relive it. Over and over again.~”

“uh...” beaver pauses, glancing around the memory quietly, before glancing at lycidas & slowly the realisation hits him, “hOwthEFUCK—”

“I’m not a physical entity, love~ I can enter your dreams far easier then you would like~!”

He steps out of the shadows and smirks at Beaver.

“Now, I did come for a reason~”

beaver rolls his eyes & mutters something, pressing against the wall & moving away from lycidas, akin to a crab in how ... awkward heʼs making this for himself.

Lycidas’ face hardens and he stalks towards Beaver. He grabs the front of Beavers shirt and yanks him so he’s standing.

“You can’t get out of this. You’re pathetic. Couldn’t even stand on your own.”

beaver glances down at the floor before looking back up at lycidas (well, near enough at his face), “i dunno, gramps, walls are pretty hard on the underdeveloped body. you'd probably know what it's like to cause that anyway, considering how your sons turned out.”

Lycidas raises an eyebrow and sets Beaver down. Maybe a little more aggressive then he should’ve.

“Let’s make a deal, darling~”

beaver stumbled slightly, but he also managed to move away from lycidas which is something, “... why in the hell would i trust you?”

“Smart child. You shouldn’t. However, it will keep the people you care about safe. Like your lovely partner and child. And my sons. Your siblings. All of them~!”

He hums and turns and taps his foot in a quiet pattern before stopping.

“But if you’re not interested, I’ll be on my way to visit Jess~”

beaver is back in the corner of his that lab, holding his arms close to his body as he watches the young child he once was being subjected to ... what, torture? heʼs not even sure himself but everything seems off. he can feel his palms sweating because of watching the scene in front of him, feel his nails digging into his palms, but he canʼt ... feel it. he can't feel the pain like usual.

A dark figure stands over Beaver. It hums softly before pressing a cold hand to the front of the teens throat. Just enough to startle him awake, before stepping back into the shadows. Only faint pricks of light are visible where it’s eyes should be.

beaver jolts, falling back against the wall with a pained grunt because FUCKing hell that hurt, grimacing as he shifts to stand up straight but heʼs ... something feels off, more off. something isn't right. this ... that shadow wasn't here before.

“what the fuck...?” beaver mutters, quiet enough that the dream figures can't hear him (they never hear him), but loud enough that he can hear himself & this shadow is they talk. maybe itʼs that grey person? somehow?

“Hello, Beaver. Quite an interesting memory, hmm? Too bad you will continue to relive it. Over and over again.~”

“uh...” beaver pauses, glancing around the memory quietly, before glancing at lycidas & slowly the realisation hits him, “hOwthEFUCK—”

“I’m not a physical entity, love~ I can enter your dreams far easier then you would like~!”

He steps out of the shadows and smirks at Beaver.

“Now, I did come for a reason~”

beaver rolls his eyes & mutters something, pressing against the wall & moving away from lycidas, akin to a crab in how ... awkward heʼs making this for himself.

Lycidas’ face hardens and he stalks towards Beaver. He grabs the front of Beavers shirt and yanks him so he’s standing.

“You can’t get out of this. You’re pathetic. Couldn’t even stand on your own.”

beaver glances down at the floor before looking back up at lycidas (well, near enough at his face), “i dunno, gramps, walls are pretty hard on the underdeveloped body. you'd probably know what it's like to cause that anyway, considering how your sons turned out.”

Lycidas raises an eyebrow and sets Beaver down. Maybe a little more aggressive then he should’ve.

“Let’s make a deal, darling~”