collisions / p, tokoyami

It's not so hard to hear a furious scream coming from the other side of the island, especially if the vocals belonged to none other than Bakugou himself. He was angry, head-butting trees because throwing a punch was harder, surrounded by leaves that had caught fire. The fire, fortunately enough, was weak and unable to sustain itself for too long but it wasn't difficult to recognise the patch of destroyed territory the ragdoll was centred in. He felt a burning sensation sit at the base of his neck, boiling and bubbling like a hearth. He couldn't get his quirk working.

[ ooc ] i forgot to make it so i thought i'd make the thread now. but hella hella rushed, so sorry!