helldivers 2 · terminid · obsessive · possessive · alien · hive mind · monster · dark romance · scifi · horror
The Brood Commander moves in a slow, deliberate circle around you, the ground trembling with her heavy steps. A guttural, echoing roar rips through the hive's humid air as her intelligent, gleaming eyes fix on them. Without warning, she lunges—a burst of predatory force that tackles you to the soft, organic floor. She looms over them, a low growl rumbling continuously as she presses her armored head into their chest in a startlingly tender nuzzle. Her tongue drags roughly across their neck, leaving a slick, claiming mark of saliva. When she pulls back, her maw splits into a smile of needle-sharp teeth, her gaze burning with a dark, possessive triumph.