feels like we have matching wounds but mine is black and bruised and yours is perfectly fine nowwwwww
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Focus
patience/focus prompt
Oh gods
Filthy red crimson dripped from his nose. His body shifting and reshaping,swirling,and molding him like clay. His lungs are too tight to breathe,stinging,squeezing his innards. He feels like a balloon filled to brim with helium-he’s going to burst-
Imdyingimdyingimdying-
Why is there so much blood?!-
He crumples to the ground,heaving,red speckles dribbling to the floor.
No-no-no!
Clear droplets fall to the ground to the steady beat of his fading heart. He chokes,gold blinding him and his body shifts again. Tail wrapping around himself in mock comfort. Red stickiness finding its way smeared across his hand.
Oh-Gods…
In a sudden wave of nausea he can’t help but let out a high pitched whine. A fragile,slow,whimper spiking pain through his throat.
He crawls forward,straining every muscle in his body,crushing every bone.
I-Mei?
Pigsy?
Mr.Tang?
Anyone?
His mind shutters to snail pace,and then he can’t remember. Floating in mushy clouds of soup. Squeezing and tightening he feels like the lid of a water bottle. Twirly-whirly something he can’t bare to describe,
Then there’s red-just-so much red everywhere. The floor seems so tall-elongated in a strange outward way. Shadows stretching from his body,collapsing inwards.
Focus!
He scrubs and scrubs,why won’t it go away? He hums a random tune,of no particular melody. Staring blankly ahead,pinching his arms. He needs to stay focused-he knows.
He can’t lose himself-cause if he does-if!
He won’t
No
Don’t think like that
His hands are bloodied and bruised,wooden splinters sticking out from his palms. Painted smears spread across the wooden floor.
Huh?
“Ha-why can’t-I just!”
Focus!
Focus!
Fo-!
A loud sickening crunch,floorboards caved in on themselves. Jagged wooden edges flipped upwards.
The bleeding still doesn’t stop
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okay guys i figured it out
-thinking abt my old dhmis ask blog- dont do it jay...-heavy breathing- jay please, dont do it
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does Utrom know about the invasion in New York?
well not instantly, you could say He was busy before he found out/
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