TW: gore warning and quasar angst in the spanish dialogue tags
Quasar nodded with Vaas’s words. A corner of his maw turned up in a grimace, and he snorted. “Está caliente por una paliza,” he hissed. “Se burlan como un masoquista zorra. Lo negaré, lo dejaré insatisfecho!”
The apprentice bit his tongue, tempted to continue the verbal assault. Why’d everyone act all chummy all of a sudden? Bullshit. His toes flexed, digging into the dirt, and he wanted to crawl in there to hide, himself. He ducked his head and huffed an exhale, trying to calm down. The rage burned his skin hotter than any campfire, but he couldn’t pull away from the consuming inferno.
“I’m not apologizing. I told him to stop, and he replied by doing the same damn shit with a mocking tone. Fuck if I’m gonna apologize for defending my boundaries.”
Gnashing his white teeth, Quasar lashed his hot pink tail, all rage. How dare this motherfucker call him a name his mother used! Why didn’t anyone care—except Vaas? Could nobody see what a slimy fuckshit this shit-for-breath lion was? If this was how the leader acted about being called out on his bullshit, then he didn’t want to be in the room when Rhinestonestar needed to negotiate for resources.
His lips pulled back. The growl stirred in his chest, low and deep again, as he stirred his mind into a frenzy all over again. “Te arrancaré los ojos! Te carajo las cuencas oculares! CON MI CHOTA!” His three tails lashed one by one, like a wave.
Scowling, he turned around and headed off to sink his teeth into flesh with a heartbeat. He needed. He needed to consume. Before his anger consumed him.
/ out unless he's stopped !
Quasar nodded with Vaas’s words. A corner of his maw turned up in a grimace, and he snorted. “Está caliente por una paliza,” he hissed. “Se burlan como un masoquista zorra. Lo negaré, lo dejaré insatisfecho!”
The apprentice bit his tongue, tempted to continue the verbal assault. Why’d everyone act all chummy all of a sudden? Bullshit. His toes flexed, digging into the dirt, and he wanted to crawl in there to hide, himself. He ducked his head and huffed an exhale, trying to calm down. The rage burned his skin hotter than any campfire, but he couldn’t pull away from the consuming inferno.
“I’m not apologizing. I told him to stop, and he replied by doing the same damn shit with a mocking tone. Fuck if I’m gonna apologize for defending my boundaries.”
Gnashing his white teeth, Quasar lashed his hot pink tail, all rage. How dare this motherfucker call him a name his mother used! Why didn’t anyone care—except Vaas? Could nobody see what a slimy fuckshit this shit-for-breath lion was? If this was how the leader acted about being called out on his bullshit, then he didn’t want to be in the room when Rhinestonestar needed to negotiate for resources.
His lips pulled back. The growl stirred in his chest, low and deep again, as he stirred his mind into a frenzy all over again. “Te arrancaré los ojos! Te carajo las cuencas oculares! CON MI CHOTA!” His three tails lashed one by one, like a wave.
Scowling, he turned around and headed off to sink his teeth into flesh with a heartbeat. He needed. He needed to consume. Before his anger consumed him.
/ out unless he's stopped !
can't let the hands of time enslave us.
that's not how i'll go!
like the men we are
that's not how i'll go!
————— ⬆ ————— pharaoh — dating kole — descendants of the departed ————— ⬇ —————
these memories fade to stardust, let's brave the world like the men we are