[God, Tim hated it when the fog rolled in. Anything that made him go from being a monster to being even more of a monster just generally sucked. The sole mitigating factor here was the warm, furry boyfriend curled up underneath the covers with him, snuggling his double amputee ass.]
[This foggy morning, though, sucked in a different flavor. There was a weird, awful, itchy sensation around his shoulders and his head, gnawing and insistent. It woke him up from what had otherwise been a fairly restful slumber, all things considered. It was hard to keep still with how uncomfortable he was, though, and that probably disturbed the werewolf boyfriend who was plastered up against him.]
[And now that he was a little more awake, that itchy, gnawing feeling? It was kind of familiar? It was pretty similar to how it felt when his horns came in all those months ago--]
Oh. [The feeling was getting more insistent, and was starting to feel more like pressure.] Ooooh, no. Oh, oh, no, oh, shit, sorry, I just, I need to--
[Tim had to pry his beefy ass away from Majima's warm arms, which was difficult both because his boyfriend was pretty cuddly at night and also because burying himself in Majima's arms was kind of his go-to source of comfort. But he also had a pretty good idea of what was going to happen shortly, and he needed to be someplace that was easy to clean up, because things were gonna get messy.]
[He stumbled his ass into the bathroom, and he'd only been in there for a few seconds before the pressure in one of his shoulder sockets amped it up to eleven and he felt something pushing and stretching at his skin, wiggling around like it was trapped under there, and then--]
[squelch]
[There was an awful fleshy noise and a spatter of blood, and Tim fell to his knees with a groan.]
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Date: 2019-11-30 08:11 pm (UTC)[This foggy morning, though, sucked in a different flavor. There was a weird, awful, itchy sensation around his shoulders and his head, gnawing and insistent. It woke him up from what had otherwise been a fairly restful slumber, all things considered. It was hard to keep still with how uncomfortable he was, though, and that probably disturbed the werewolf boyfriend who was plastered up against him.]
[And now that he was a little more awake, that itchy, gnawing feeling? It was kind of familiar? It was pretty similar to how it felt when his horns came in all those months ago--]
Oh. [The feeling was getting more insistent, and was starting to feel more like pressure.] Ooooh, no. Oh, oh, no, oh, shit, sorry, I just, I need to--
[Tim had to pry his beefy ass away from Majima's warm arms, which was difficult both because his boyfriend was pretty cuddly at night and also because burying himself in Majima's arms was kind of his go-to source of comfort. But he also had a pretty good idea of what was going to happen shortly, and he needed to be someplace that was easy to clean up, because things were gonna get messy.]
[He stumbled his ass into the bathroom, and he'd only been in there for a few seconds before the pressure in one of his shoulder sockets amped it up to eleven and he felt something pushing and stretching at his skin, wiggling around like it was trapped under there, and then--]
[squelch]
[There was an awful fleshy noise and a spatter of blood, and Tim fell to his knees with a groan.]
[Mazel tov, it's an arm.]