TW/CW: Mentions of bl00d, wounds, and just a general CW __ Vulcan stumbled slightly, falling and curling up in a corner, hands clenching at his stomach. His gem heart seemed slightly out, cracked a bit, and there was bl00d dripping from the sides of it, there was also a huge gash in his stomach. The agony of it kept him paralyzed. Tilting his head back slightly, he did his best to form a ball of ink– pulling his shaking hand away from his stomach to do so. He sent the ink towards the gash in his stomach, and gasped as he tried to seal it, his eyes turning blue and blue covering his gem heart– Fawn. “...Hurts… it hurts so much…” He mumbled, voice shaking. He couldn’t even properly remember what happened, the memory of it was wiped out of his memory, likely to spare him even more pain. “...Fa…miliar…” He suddenly muttered, interrupting the ink’s sealing process on purpose. “..Doesn’t this…” A bit of red spread onto his gem heart, “...remind you of… something?” He looked up, “Everything keeps… going…wrong…” He started laughing weakly, “..why do they bring me back every time… I’m…hah…tired of it…” He laughed a bit harder, “Haha… I’m tired of… everything… hahaha….” More red spread onto his gem heart, but it also seemed the blue was trying to push it back, causing it to mix in a zigzag formation around the middle, “Does it even matter anymore…? Hahahaha…” He grinned, pressing his hand against his hair, “I’m so tired of… fighting it… heheheh…” He paused, looking at the gash in his stomach, he then smiled again, “I.. heheh… forgot I could do that… hahah…” His smile trembled, but he kept it, “It’s so much better… when I can’t feel it…” He forced himself to stand, “It’d be so much better if… I couldn’t feel anything anymore…” He froze for a moment, eyes brightening a little as if he just had an amazing idea, “...couldn’t feel anything anymore… that’s right… I can just… stop… again…” He grinned once again, “I’m okay..! I’ll always be okay! I don’t need ‘feelings’, hahaha! Feelings only ruin everything anyways!” He moved his hand upwards, forcing his gem heart back into place. “Feelings only… get in the way of my purpose… my purpose here is to please others… not to need to be cared for…! Heheheh!” He walked forward a bit, but stumbled naturally, “If I want to be… ‘loved’ so badly… then I need to do nothing but… please… heheheh…!” He then forced himself to stand straight, grinning.
