your art and your fic are so perf, omg. thank you for existing in this fandom. if you're still open for prompts, then seriously hurt shiro? injured too badly to get up but still struggling to anyway and just painfully failing ;-;
It’s hard to breathe. His face is pressed into the gravel, sharp rocks digging painfully into his flesh. He has to… He needs to get up. There’s something—he can’t remember what, but there’s something he has to do. His body’s twisted into an uncomfortable position and his limbs are so heavy, he isn’t sure he can move them. He doesn’t want to. He feels kind of fuzzy and dull, and his whole body throbs with his heartbeat. It isn’t unpleasant, but he has this awful feeling that if he moves it won’t stay that way.