🔪 (choose a muse XD either way it's painful)
Send me “🔪” For my muses reaction to yours stabbing them in the chest.
He looked down at the blood pouring from his chest. He couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t think. The pain was worse than anything he’d ever felt before. So bad that he couldn’t even scream.
Fitz brought a hand up to rest around the wound, calling out in pain finally, and fell to his knees. “Jemma…”











