Intercomm fic: Poison
Title: Poison
Author: Channiegurl
Word Count: 134
Rating: PG
Characters/Pairings: Sheriff
Spoilers/Warnings: slightly dark themes.
Summary:Possibly Guy's POV.
You don’t understand what he’s like. He gets inside your head and under your skin and then it’s too late.
Disclaimer: I do not own Robin Hood or the characters.
You don’t understand what he’s like. He gets inside your head and under your skin and then it’s too late. By the time you stop to question what he’s making you do you’re already in too deep, no chance of backing out. It’s not sudden, not always. It’s more like a slow eroding of your being until he can ooze himself inside and fill the space he finds with what he wants, how he thinks.
A parasite sitting inside you, numbing your own senses and better judgment.
And the weird thing is, you don’t even realise he’s doing it. Obeying and submitting becomes second nature, taking importance over everything else.
If you want my advice, get out now. Run. And pray that the poison hasn’t already filled your veins where blood once ran instead.
Author: Channiegurl
Word Count: 134
Rating: PG
Characters/Pairings: Sheriff
Spoilers/Warnings: slightly dark themes.
Summary:Possibly Guy's POV.
You don’t understand what he’s like. He gets inside your head and under your skin and then it’s too late.
Disclaimer: I do not own Robin Hood or the characters.
You don’t understand what he’s like. He gets inside your head and under your skin and then it’s too late. By the time you stop to question what he’s making you do you’re already in too deep, no chance of backing out. It’s not sudden, not always. It’s more like a slow eroding of your being until he can ooze himself inside and fill the space he finds with what he wants, how he thinks.
A parasite sitting inside you, numbing your own senses and better judgment.
And the weird thing is, you don’t even realise he’s doing it. Obeying and submitting becomes second nature, taking importance over everything else.
If you want my advice, get out now. Run. And pray that the poison hasn’t already filled your veins where blood once ran instead.