[ she feels a splash of concern when he hits the wall and prays this is it. he's had his blow-up, he's attacked her, let this be it but he's a quick fucker and on his feet before she knows it. she barely realizes what's happened when one of the bombs goes off, momentarily blinded, and by the time she understands, it's too late.
her legs get swept out from under her and she hits the floor. head crackingly hard. her vision swims. but she's been training for moments like this. even dazed, she finds a way to scramble backward, pushing with her hands and legs. when he moves towards her, she throws up one hand, visually defensive, but fire blooms between them. coiling and curling. the heat isn't unbearable, he's a coldblood, but it's a threat. temperature might not affect him but the heat will still cook him. ]
HOT UNCLE SUMMER
YOUR FUTURE, HUSBAND. // FUCK YOU & FUCK UR MOTHER. // I'D RATHER BELIEVE IN NOTHING THAN BEG FOR MY FUCKING LIFE //
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Date: 2023-06-08 02:24 am (UTC)her legs get swept out from under her and she hits the floor. head crackingly hard. her vision swims. but she's been training for moments like this. even dazed, she finds a way to scramble backward, pushing with her hands and legs. when he moves towards her, she throws up one hand, visually defensive, but fire blooms between them. coiling and curling. the heat isn't unbearable, he's a coldblood, but it's a threat. temperature might not affect him but the heat will still cook him. ]