#somewhat open

[explosively-psycho-a]

[explosively-psycho-a]

Delayed Reaction (kiss meme aftermath)

“DAMN THOSE TWO.”

The wall had bore the brunt of his rage for couple hours now, sporting different cracks and holes amidst new burn marks high and low. At this point, he took to the painted brick with plain fists and skin. Bruised knuckles stinging and complaining as they met the concrete with each bash. There was a mixture over the hours of controlled breathing before unhinged brute force against the room it’s self and then wild panting.

A pattern of calm reflection before a short fuse in his head ticked down and he lashed out. Was he just a joke to them? Something to be teased and mocked for even trying to have some growth and express something?! AFFECTION WAS HARD, DAMN IT. Were his feelings meaningless on these two?!

“GAH aahh AHHH, WHY EVEN TRY?! I’ll kill them BOTH.” He tugged at his own hair, tossing head back with his rage and discontentment at feeling used for entertainment..a laugh. Eyes wildly looking around the room for something to blame..anything! It was feeling overwhelming, chest hurting. “THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT, DEKU.”

Who needs them, they are just in the way. Have been from the start, it’s clear what they think of you..Bakugo. Step over their smoking corpses and be number one. 

His breathing slowed and calmed one last time, he’d come to work things out for himself. He’d always work things out himself. From his bag came a pair of gloves to cover the knuckles and bruises. He had better things to do.

[frosted-confusion]

A Step in the right direction 2[MUSINGS]

Servas being transfered to the operating room so the surgery might get underway as he slept , deep under the sleep Servas’ doctors being with marking where on his legs to cut , at the middle of his upper thigh.  Finally after making the initial cut they slip the tip of their scalpel in to his skin piercing along before they start cutting away the muscle but managing to keep the nerves intact as his teal blood begins to pool at the incision and removal of his lower legs. In his induced slumber Servas mind dreams simply of his new life with his new legs , Servas’ simple mind and ideals focus on calmly carving his works a wooden flower as Tyraia , Carina and Ethne sit happily in the same room. The dream he knew would have a hard time coming true his relationship with tyraia more of a pale and carina on the brink of red. Ethne giving him knowing devious smiles. As he dreamt the Surgeons we already working on installing the locking mechanism for his new legs. Despite some of his simple choices the locking mechanism a sliver round endings with a teal colored LED lighting . A few hours later Servas would be awakening in a resting room . Blinking as he came too his body feeling lighter Servas winces due to a mighty pain striking his body as he attempts to raise his legs the weight proportions making him uncomfortable as he looks to the bandings . Looking around the near empty room servas notices some familiar shapes but his still drowzy pain medicine addled mind keeping him from recognizing who they were.

[toupotamou]

     " -- do not speak of things you cannot know."

[ask-guy]

New muse had appeared

(A dark figure appeared and revealed to be a man in a hoodie he only stared around before his hands turned into claws after being wrapped in a black and red energy).???:Where am I?

[xnsaniam-archived]

"My mun is a sadistic killer in these damn RP's. Jeezus."

[cursecontinues]

Takuya couldn't believe it. His breathing picked up and he felt like the world was swallowing him. 'No, no no ,no no no." Was all he could think. His stomach lurched violently, all the food he ate coming back up. The bile burned his throat. He couldn't believe it. He was alone again... He was alone. He so badly wanted to throw himself off a cliff but a nudging in his stomach stopped him. He rubbed his belly and whispered 'Looks like we are own sweetie. We are all on our own.'