#i think bloodthirst was supposed to be a sexy vampire prompt but i took it the angsty route hehe

[good-beansdraws]

I'm obsessed with stoic characters who remain just as emotionally detached even after some traumatic loss. Ft. the thought that any types of powers can be healing powers if you're desperate enough 👍

And a lil drabble under the cut!

Denials poured from Minegishi’s lips. They pressed their hands over one of Shimazaki’s wounds. Blood leaked between their fingers. It was coming out too quickly. There was too much of it.

The man lay sprawled on the concrete, his signature smile a bit more wobbly than usual. “Minegishi…”

“No,” was all they could say. “I’m not… No.”

Shimazaki wheezed in a breath. “I know neither of us have ever liked goodbyes.”

“Stop. You’re not going anywhere.”

Minegishi shook their head frantically. They weren’t the crying type, but their expression had certainly gone a bit crazed. Their mind whirled. This wasn’t supposed to happen. Every member knew a life in Claw was risky, but it was never supposed to end this way. Shimazaki was invincible. Nothing could ever touch him. He was perfect. Minegishi had always known he was perfect. He was everything to them. It wasn’t supposed to end this way.

Minegishi quickly found it impossible to hold pressure against all the injuries simultaneously. They needed something to stop the bleeding. 

“Listen to me...”

“I can do something. If we just –”

Shimazaki coughed, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. Still, he smiled. “Hey, we had fun, didn’t we?”

“I can fix this, Ryou. I can.” With a desperate sound, clusters of flowers sprouted under Minesgishi’s palms. They were worn out from the fight, but they managed to dig somewhere deep inside for a fresh wave of energy. Shimazaki’s gashes filled with petals. Soft pink clashed against vibrant red. 

Minegishi wasn’t looking at the actual flowers. If they had, they’d have realized it was moss phlox – a plant which had been growing in abundance the first time they’d gone out together, just the two of them.

“That’s all I wanted, to have fun. Thank you, for that. That’s all I could have asked for.” His voice grew weaker. “You’re all I could have asked for.”

The flowers had stopped the bleeding, but the damage had been done. It didn’t take long to realize it was too late.

Shimazaki lay still, the smile having slipped from his lips. 

Minegishi stared down at him, their eyes empty. It was as if they had expelled all their emotions with the outpouring of psychic energy. There was nothing left inside. Well, almost nothing.

From behind, they heard the voice of the enemy esper. He slung taunts and insults as he made his approach, but Minegishi didn’t hear a word of it. 

They stood. 

They turned around just as the foe wound up for an attack. 

Minegishi didn’t care. 

They lifted a hand toward the man who had just taken everything from them. Red stained petals shook from their trembling arms. 

The shaking wasn’t due to grief, or exertion, or fear. No, only one emotion remained within them.

Bloodthirst.

#shimamine #moss phlox has nice lovers symbolism and as a cover plant i feel like theyre a good go to if youre trying to stop up a wound #and the other one is water hemlock which a google search has told me is one of the most deadly plants 👍 #i think in their blind violence theyd go with the first most dangerous plant off the top of their head #i think bloodthirst was supposed to be a sexy vampire prompt but i took it the angsty route hehe #been ages since i wrote angst and even though its real short im satisfied! #the art isnt Quite what i wanted but i do like the mixed-media-esque look #ill make a fuller post later but i think its cool that minegishis powers could do so much healing #but theyre not used to it after being a terrorist