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I had to.
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@secondteacher / @bxnnymooncxkes / @goldenvision / @jdbld
I had to.
maybe i can convince monkey king to do the whole “ trap someone under a mountain ” thing to me. or maybe red son can blast me into a coma, that can work too.
@jdbld SAID: she's going in for the hug, you can't stop her red boy.
❝ What are you doing NOW, pony girl -- ?! ❞ there's a high-pitched shriek from the fire demon as he resists all urge to flare up in flames. It's a defensive reaction, one almost instinctive at the sudden affection -- but how else does he react to something such a rarity in his life? What's with the sudden sentimentality and this unholy GRIP?
Oh. His flailing pauses. Wait a minute... It's... not too bad, actually. Hm.
𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃 & 𝐁𝐑𝐔𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐒
🐷🍜 // jdbld asked: “I think the bruise matches my eye color.”’
“ ha ha . you’re killin’ me , mei . seriously . ” pigsy deadpans , muttering slews of grumbles and curses under his breathe as he haphazardly shoves aside contents from the freezer , searching for something to apply to the young dragon’s latest wound . it’s not ideal , but it’ll stop the swelling .
“ alright , lets see it . ” the demon boar sighs after fishing out a small cinnabar , his gaze softening as he does his best to steady his nerves , ignited surely over the girl’s wellbeing rather than him being truly angry with her . the frozen meat is applied to the heavy bruise , pigsy carefully monitoring mei’s reaction for any discomfort .
“ keep this on it for a bit , an’ you’ll be fine , kid . ” he says , gentler this time . “ an’ ya better not be back on that damned bike till after ye rested , got it ? ”
“ does that hurt? can you feel your fingers? “
INJURY PROMPTS | ACCEPTING
He grimaced at the sharp ache reverberating from the point of contact, though only for a split second as he forced his face back into an easy expression... after that he leapt back to create some distance between them, landing right onto one of his magic clouds- where he'd tip back into a laying position.
"Is this really necessary? It's basically just a scratch. Hardly something worth all of this fuss."
"Go home, do something fun. I'll be fine. I'm THE Monkey King, remember?"
@jdbld SAID: ‘ you look miserable. ’
caring for sick muses. / accepting!
❝ I’m FINE! I am the PINNACLE of perfect health; what audacity you have to imply OTHERWISE! ❞ Red Son yells, outraged at such implications -- even if she DID have a point. He hated being like this: he felt so USELESS. Point is, no one asked! And he didn't have to answer! He didn't --
❝ AA-ACHOO! ❞ -- and suddenly he combusts into flames just outside of her radius, clinging to a nearby wall. ❝ Ughhhhh! ❞
@jdbld sent : “did you do something different with your hair?” ╱ more random dialogue prompts.
❛ more like “ didn’t do ” — i ran out of hair gel yesterday & the brand i use is somehow out of stock in the entire city & i have to wait at least a week ‘till anyone restocks !! my ‘do is a don’t !! ❜ the bandanna doesn’t help as much as it looks like it does ; he’s been blowing hair out of his face all day.