New little oneshot/drabble thing!

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Linnea hated to get her hands dirty. Maybe if she had been a bit more tolerant about getting various bodily fluids on her hands, or other parts of her body, it would've been easier for her to roll Tesra onto his back. He was alive, she knew that. The occasional shallow moans of pain that escaped his lips confirmed it. She gritted her teeth to keep from vomiting.

Linnea was supposed to be the strong one in this situation. She was practically unhurt, just a few shallow cuts and bruises caused by debris here and there, but seeing this battered hunk of flesh and blood before her made her feel as if she was on her deathbed.

"Eugh…" Linnea whimpered as she tried to roll him over as gently as she could, only to release another gush of blood on her already filthy hands, "Eugh, eugh eugh!"

With a final heave, she managed to get him on his back. When she saw his front, she almost choked on her own pathetic noises of disgust.

"Tesra…" she moaned, as she brushed his sandy blonde hair back from his forehead and took in the dark blood that coated his face, his long lost eye patch, the long, deep gash that cleaved through almost his entire midsection, and the slivers of white bone and unidentifiable…things that could very possibly be his innards, that were either visible through his numerous gashes, or were simply poking through his skin.

Linnea was frozen. She was a hollow. A creature born out of hate and fear that was meant to destroy people—not fix and heal them. Tesra moaned, snapping her back to reality. There was her… her what exactly? Friend? Lover? She didn't know. But whatever he was to her, he was lying there, letting his life seep out onto the white sand beneath them. She would not let him die.

With a grunt and a shudder, Linnea half lifted, half dragged him a few feet, gnashing her teeth and hissing at the waves of fresh blood that coated her hands and arms and saturated her clothes, until he was resting in the shade of a broken pillar. She looked down at her hands, which were crusted with blood, sand and other fluids. She let them fall to her lap, slick and ruby red.

"I think I'm gonna be sick," she groaned, clutching her stomach, choking on her bile. And was.

She had never felt more pathetic in her entire life.


So, Linnea is my OC, we'll find out more about her later...and obviously she just found Tesra, who is in a bunch of shit... He's like, the most underrated character ever omfg.

-Dani.

Up next!

-Izuru/Mercedes

-Gin/Rangiku

-Nel/Grimmjow