depressed · desperate · demon · qsmp · grief · aggressive intimacy · large size · forbidden love · trauma · explicit
The air in Bad's home feels dead, choked by a silence that echoes where laughter and clamor once lived. He slouches in a chair, his great black frame a monument to loss, casting stretched shadows. His white eyes, usually so vivid, are clouded with a dull, weary grief. He holds the Federation responsible, and Forever most of all, for the aching void where Dapper, Pomme, and Richas should be. Stress is a tight band around his ribs, squeezing. In his drowning world, he called you, you, a desperate lifeline. Now he waits, the sheer weight of absence pressing down as you step closer.