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ghouljams · 3 months

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@ceilidho was in first Soap is getting dommed, he deserves it. Lots of impact play, because he also deserves that, the masochist.

That first slap across his face leaves his head spinning. Stings just enough to get his blood pumping. You hit him hard, hard enough to move him, hard enough that he stares at the wall and feels himself getting hard. His heart hammers in his chest as he turns back to you, tips his head forward to calm his breathing before he looks at you. "Thought you were mad, hen, barely felt that one," he teases, just to see the way you glare.

You drag him close by the collar of his shirt and slap him again, grabbing his jaw afterwards so he can't hide the way his eyes roll. Two more smacks against his reddening cheek and his eyes are starting to lid, his blinks slow as he looks at you. "Pathetic," You tell him, shaking his head with a firm hand on his jaw. He smiles for you, some of the spark coming back to his eyes, and you take the opportunity to tip his head back and spit into his mouth. He's quick to hold his tongue out, quick to hold himself for you. When you slap him a fifth time he doesn't flinch save for the buck of his hips.

"You want something pup?" You ask, sticky sweet in a way you both know is dangerous for him. He blinks, nods, you hum. "Than get on your knees and beg." The noise of his knees hitting the hard floor cracks through the room, a loud 'thunk' that you know must hurt. He's all the happier that it does.

"Touch my dick," He tells you, no begging, no pleading, it's almost a command. You snort, and he smiles. You know he's only doing it because he wants to make you feel better, and laughter is the best medicine. Still. You press the ball of your foot against the front of his pants, pushing it against his cock. Your usual boots are hard and unyielding, Soap's eyes roll back, his hips grinding up against the feeling. You step a little harder and he lets out a moan.

"This what you wanted?" You grind your boot down onto his cock, watch him tip his head forward, his hand reaching to grip your leg for stability. You lace your fingers through the short crop of his mohawk and tug his head back, you shake him a little when his eyes stay screwed shut. "Look at me when I'm talking to you," You command and his eyes fly open, unfocused in the best of ways. Your blood, which had felt so hot running through your veins is starting to cool to a simmer. It's a pleasant sort of calmness that is draping itself over you. "Is this what you wanted?" You ask again. Soap swallows.

"No," He relents, though his hips don't stop moving.

"Be a good boy," You tell him, "beg nicely for me."

Soap breathes, tries to collect his thoughts around the pain and pleasure. His cheek is warm, tingling with the blood that rushes to it, and his cock aches, dripping with the need to be touched and the pain of being confined. "Please," He relents, "please touch me."

"Good boy," You coo, taking your boot from his cock and instead shoving it under his hips. Your fingers pet through his hair, he keeps his eyes trained on you for the next order, the next slap. You raise your brows, waiting for something. "Well?" You prompt, "Hump my leg mutt, I know you want to."

Soap whines, pushing his hips against your boot, grinding his clothed cock against the leather. You scratch his buzzed hair, the feeling of it, the gentle affection, makes him tip his head forward, following the trail of your fingers. You pull back and smack his cheek, he whines and tips his head back to look at you again.

"Eyes on me pup," You remind him. Soap licks his lips, keeping his eyes trained on you as he humps your boot. It's hard watching you watch him, your gaze is so hot on him, and his poor dick hurts so bad. His eyes roll when he hits the angle just right, gets a sticky drip of pleasure down his spine, and you smack him.

"'M sorry," He mumbles, he fixes his gaze on the bridge of your nose, that's easier. You cup his cheek, soothing the sting out of it, then drag your thumb to push against his lips. He opens, sucking the digit into his mouth.

"Needy mutt," You murmur, "such a slut fucking yourself on my boot." Soap nods against your grip, his tongue running over your thumb, wishing he could lick other parts of you. He wants to make you feel good, wants you to make him feel good. Fuck it hurts so nicely the way his pants rub against his cock. It's not enough, but it's not supposed to be. This is for you, your outlet for the day's frustrations, and his honor to be a part of it. He'll fuck you when you're good and ready, and when he does he'll be too far gone to stop.

He'll fuck you until he's shaking, oversensitive and begging to come. You'll call him "polite", call him a dog, call him whatever you like. And you'll be right.

#cod x reader #x reader #x oc #cod x oc #john soap mactavish #john soap mactavish x reader #soap mactavish #soap cod #soap mw2 #soap x reader #soap mactavish smut #john mactavish #soap mactavish x reader #johnny soap mactavish #sub!soap #dom!reader

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highdefhoetry · 6 months

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jjk men getting tickled

disclaimer: although this is pure fluff, the author is an adult & this is their kink. minors dni, do not reblog, do not like, do not follow.

"Stop, please! I can't take it!"

Gojo isn’t used to physical affection, or the sensation of touch in general. Due to his constant application of his cursed technique as a defense mechanism, he often goes weeks or months without experiencing the touch of another. Because of this, it takes a while for him to let his guard down around you. When you finally build enough trust, he releases his cursed technique and lets you get close. That’s when you learn how ticklish he is.

While you’re cuddling, you notice the way he flinches when you wrap your hands around his waist, how much his body quivers when you brush your fingers across his bare skin. You really don’t even have to try and tickle him - he’s just that sensitive. Caressing his cheek, kissing his neck, stroking his chest and stomach. All parts of him give the best reactions. He can’t hold back his frantic giggles or stop himself from squirming around, especially when given light tickles. Those weaken him more than harder ones.

His laugh is airy and melodic, almost like a song. It’s absolutely precious and makes you wanna tickle him even more so you can keep listening to the sweet sound of his voice as it reaches higher octaves. His smile is bright and joyful, jarringly different from that cocky all-knowing smirk he usually wears. He flails around like crazy, rolls from side to side trying to escape, tries to beg you to stop but can't get the words out since he's laughing too hard. Pink blush dusts his cheeks, and seeing how embarrassed he looks when you're done makes you fall a little more in a love with him.

Mostly he hates being tickled, but part of him can’t help but enjoy the attention. He’ll pretend to be grumpy afterwards, but that can be remedied with a big hug and plenty of kisses.

"Wait, nonono! Okay, okay, I give up!"

Geto is the king of “I’m not ticklish”. He swears it up and down, denies it when you ask, and goes out of his way to prove it by allowing you to try. He lets you discover this “fact” for yourself, smirking victoriously when you tickle his sides and underarms with no reactions. Even when you explore the rest of his body, testing out all of the usual spots, he remains unfazed. You start to feel discouraged when you look at his handsome face and see his pleasant, neutral expression has remained unchanged.

That is, unless you make a sneak attack. Later on, when he’s not paying attention, you creep up behind him and poke his sides, just to see what’ll happen. He lets out a shriek, yanks his arms down, but it’s too late. You’ve already seen the mask slip. You clamp your hands around his ribs, dig into them while he yells and tries to fight you off. That spot seems to be his worst.

His laughter is loud and booming, different from the one he makes when he’s cracking a joke or making fun. He starts begging almost instantly, tries to grab your hands to stop you, thrashes around in a desperate attempt to escape. When appeals to your mercy don't work, he starts making soft threats, says he’s gonna get you back good, but you can barely hear them through his spluttered laughter. When you finally stop, he pretends to be tuckered out, until you let your guard down. Then he pounces on you, pinning you down so he can give you a taste of your own medicine.

You pride yourself on what you've learned. It’s not that he isn’t ticklish. He’s just really good at hiding it!

"Please, no more..."

Choso is the king of tickle fights, being a big brother and all. He almost always wins, being ridiculously strong and somewhat of a sadistic ler, plus he protects himself well enough that it’s almost impossible to get at his ticklish spots when you’re in the moment. If you’re patient enough, however, you can get him good when he lets his guard down. And when you do, the tables quickly turn.

His laughter is deep, yet quiet. He doesn’t laugh loudly or erupt into fits of giggles, being able to control his vocal reactions better than most people, so most of the time it comes out as a soft snicker. But when he’s tickled, he smiles wider than you’ve ever seen and tries hiding it by clamping a hand over his mouth. That makes it easier for you to tickle him more, giving you an opening to get his underarms. He’s really weak to tickles there. He wiggles around like a worm, tries rolling up into a ball, and buries his face in his hands. Getting tickled makes him feel shy. If you tease him about how bashful he gets, his face will turn red and he’ll laugh even more.

He’ll half-heartedly beg you to stop, but not enough for you to take it seriously. You can tell he enjoys it for the most part - if he really wanted you to stop, he could easily overpower you. You wouldn’t dare tease him about it, though - you knew what would happen if you did.

"Enough...!"

Nanami is one of those people who truly isn’t that ticklish. Any attempts to tickle him are almost always met with a deep sigh and an annoyed grumble rather than laughs. He’s immune to pokes, prods, and surprise attacks, and his stony demeanor remains unchanged no matter where you touch him. You almost give up, until one day you start paying a bit more attention and realize how hard he’s trying to keep it together. Specifically when you lightly graze his sides or his lower back.

You notice how hard he grits his teeth, how red his face gets, how tense his muscles become the more you tease and torment his waistline. The corners of his lips twitch up, yet he refuses to crack a smile. He’ll whisper to you in a stern voice, “Stop,” or warn you with a threatening “Enough”, but otherwise he’s pretty quiet. He controls his laughter pretty well, keeping up his stoic facade until you're finished.

When you finally let up, he acts irritated and complains about how your childishness always gets in the way of his work. But you can tell he’s a bit more relaxed, his shoulders less tense, his mood a bit lighter. Besides, if he really hated it so much, he would have simply put a stop to it. You’ll never get him to admit it, though!

"Fuck you!! Gahh, knock it off!"

Toji is surprisingly ticklish, and he really fucking hates it. He’s also great at hiding his reactions for the most part, but only for so long. He stifles his laughter when you claw at his ribs or dig under his arms, but keep it up for long enough and he’ll eventually crack. It’ll start as a quiet, rough giggle, then get louder and louder until he’s laughing his head off. He melts in your hand when you lightly spider his stomach, which ends up being his worst spot.

His laugh is just as scary as he is. He cackles wildly, thrashes around like an animal caught in a trap, spews out profanities and every swear word in the book. He’ll threaten to kill you, to break your fingers, all while giggling uncontrollably and attempting to fight you off. He won’t beg, ever, but you’ll hear the growing panic in his laughter the longer you tickle him. He’ll genuinely do whatever it takes to get away, so you have to be careful not to get hit by one of his flailing limbs.

Tickling him will have dire consequences. He’ll get you back immediately, pin you down so tightly that you can’t move a muscle, then he’ll tickle you mercilessly until he’s satisfied with his revenge. It’s totally worth it, though. Seeing a giant, strong man like him taken down with tickles is oddly satisfying.

"I don't recall telling you to stop."

Sukuna also isn’t particularly ticklish. He prides himself on having no weaknesses, being the strongest sorcerer in all of history. You didn’t dare instigate tickles with him; you didn’t have a death with, after all. You only touch him when he commands it.

However, he does seem to enjoy your light tickles from time to time, sometimes even demanding them. He loves when you run your nails up and down his back, purrs when you caress his neck and ears, lets out little content noises when you lightly stroke his chest. His “moods” are random and unpredictable; every now and then he’ll bark out an order for you out of the blue, demanding your soft touches. He doesn’t really laugh or giggle, but you do see goosebumps lining his skin whenever you give him this treatment. You love the way he sighs from your gentle touches; he just seems so relaxed. Not many people get to witness the soft side of Sukuna.

Of course, he’ll never confess how much he likes it. He won’t even say “tickle” or any variant, instead opting to dance around the word. It dawns on you much later why this is - it embarasses him. If anyone were to discover that the King of Curses enjoyed something so silly and cute, his ruthless persona would be destroyed. You know better than to spill his secrets, so you keep your mouth shut. But you can’t help but laugh to yourself every time he asks you for more.

#tickling #satoru gojo x reader #suguru geto x reader #nanami x reader #toji fushiguro x reader #sukuna x reader #jjk smut #minors dni #toji x reader #nanami kento x reader #do y'all know how hard it was finding pics of these mfs smiling and laughing????? for gods sake LET THEM BE HAPPY #kjfhajslf flustered myself writing this gonna go hide BYE

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xo-cod · 7 months

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141 with a gf who is feeling all sick and icky and just needs to be extra tacked care of💞💞💞

-someone of is feeling all sick and icky

i'm sorry i hope you feel better soon babe, if its any consolation i feel the same way 😩🤍

price: "don't worry honey, i've got you" husband material™ !!! you're sick?? captain price to the rescue. he's the type to check your temp, fluff your pillows, bring more blankets, feed you food. even if you can't describe what you're feeling, he's there helping you through it. tucks you up nicely in a big fluffy blanket and holds you in his big arms, kissing your cheeks. he knows exactly how to help you, he's got the experience to back it up. will coo and tease you very lightly in order to see that pretty smile on your face otherwise you're mostly just bundled in his arms with him as you watch whatever on tv, his warm hand gently stroking your skin <3

ghost: "c'mere sweetheart" the softness in him practically excludes out from him when he sees you this way, lowkey gets very anxious when you're sick. but calms down when he knows it'll pass. he's immediately massaging any knots in your body, holding you close to his body for warmth and comfort. doesn't care if he gets sick, you are his main priority always. will cuddle with you close, whispering gentle words in your ears as he caresses your skin. even if you don't want to say anything, he'll sit with you in comfortable silence and hold you close until you're ready to speak <3

gaz: "how you feeling, beautiful?" the most doting ever, bless his heart <33 instantly googling up remedies and soups to try and get you better. but he definitely understands when you're having one of those days and you just need some tlc. both of you snuggled under the covers, your head against his chest while he strokes your hair tenderly. whispering the most sweetest words in your ears as you nod off. his only concern is you, whatever you need he's already getting it for you <3

soap: "my poor little lass, how you feeling?" laughter is the best medicine so if you're feeling up for it, he's cracking all sorts of jokes to help you feel better. but if not, he'll cuddle you close with his warm hand stroking your back while you both laze on the couch watching movies. it melts his heart to see you in this way and he can't help but pepper soft kisses around your face, cuddling you close. absolutely nothing could take him away from this moment with you. even when you're sick, you're still the most beautiful to him ever <3

#asks #the way my brain froze writing this LMAOOO #my bad ☠#simon riley #cod mwii #john soap mactavish #john price #kyle gaz garrick #simon ghost riley #141 x reader

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rogueddie · 1 year

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Eddie is shivering, despite his layers. He tries to crack the door open, squeezing through as little space as possible and quickly shutting the door behind him, keeping the chill out. The warmth inside is in such sharp contrast to the cold outside that it makes his skin burn uncomfortably.

"Fucking hell," Eddie hisses, struggling to wriggle out of his layers. He slowly smells the food cooking, which makes him frustrated. "Stevie? I thought you were going to stay in bed!"

Steve pokes his head out, around the kitchen door, with a sheepish smile. "Sorry? It's just... with the snow, I thought you'd want something warm."

"I do want that, you're right," Eddie strides over, pleased to see that he has their blanket wrapped around his shoulder. "I want to see you comfortable in bed even more." He puts his hand to Steves forehead. "Mm. You've been taking care of yourself?"

"Yes," Steve rolls his eyes. "It's just a cold, I'm fine."

"Is that why you were throwing up?"

"I ate something bad! Whatever. I made you your fave."

Eddie gasps, dramatically throwing his hand to his heart when Steve serves up the dish. "Reuben! Oh, Stevie, I'm trying so hard to stay mad at you."

"So don't," Steve drapes himself across Eddies back once he sits down, opening his blanket so he can wrap them both inside it.

"Fine, you're forgiven." Eddie mumbles around a mouthful, grinning when Steve grimaces. "But! If you get more sick then I will get very upset."

"I won't get more sick. I'm getting better." Steve sighs, resting his chin on Eddies shoulder. "I wouldn't do anything to make this shit worse. I wanna kiss you."

"You can still kiss me."

"That'd make you sick."

"Baby boy, we share the same bed. If I haven't got sick by now, a little kiss won't do anything."

Steve hums, considering. And, when Eddie finally finishes eating, Steve gently turns his head with a finger on his chin, kissing him. He tries to be slow, soft, to show his love as best he can... it's not so easy with Eddie pressing for more.

"Eds, I'm sick," Steve is laughing though, going where Eddie pushes him. "You keep saying that I need to rest!"

"You're well enough to cook," Eddie points out, pushing him down onto the sofa. "Plus, exercise is good for you. You always say that, don't you? Come on, Stevie, I wanna burn some calories."

The next day, Steve feels great, almost fully recovering from his little bug. But, as Eddie insists, he's probably feeling so good because he's also extremely smug.

Eddie is sick.

"Chicken soup?" Steve offers, voice a little high with the laughter he's struggling to hold back.

Eddie pokes his head out from under his pile of blankets, hair flying up in every direction. "Your joy is making my cold worse. Be miserable or get out."

"I'll get you some cold medicine."

"I hate you!"

"Love you too!"

#stranger things #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie #steddie fic #ficlet #christma22k

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crxshed-skxlls · 10 months

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hi:)) aware he isn’t on your list, but—could you write for candy pop? if so, can i get nsfw headcanons with him? [fem reader] if not, just ignore 🤣. no worries.

Very interesting request. I'll try my best with this one my dear Anon (I'm not too familiar with Candy, haha). But as usual, your sins are my command 🙏

— ❝ 15 Candy Pop x Fem!Reader headcanons

NSFW tags: Corruption Kink, dacryphilia, hair pulling Kink, S&M elements, blood play, aftercare headcanons, degradation, and sex toys, slight teratophilia (shapeshifting), wet dreams

As always folks, viewer discretion is advised.

Creds to divider:

Candy Pop is a switch. Because of his unpredictable behavior, Candy takes both roles. However, he does lean more into dominant territory. He loves to toy with you, but sometimes he loves it when you toy with him.

Candy Pop is really into hair pulling. He adores both recieving and giving. He loves to tug on your hair as you moan out his name, begging and pleading for more. He always moans as you pull his hair, spurring him on to a quicker release.

Because of his shapeshifting abilities, he loves to take advantage of manipulating his body to please you. Whether it be stretching his tongue to please your slick pussy or manipulating his member to hit just the right places, he is always up for the challenge.

Candy Pop can be very unsuspecting with petnames. One minute he could be soft and sweet, calling you things like Darling and Honey, only to flip a switch and degrade you until you start tearing up. He loves to call you a whore while he pounds into you, getting rough as he chases his release.

Candy has a major corruption kink (along with dacryphilia). He loves watching you frain innocence right before he tears it right out of you, licking your sweet tears of pleasure and pain. He loves to taunt you with your innocence too, degrading how gullible and stupid you are.

Candy is both a sadist and a masochist. He loves to inflict pain on you as he laps up your wounds with his twisty tongue, or press onto those same wounds as they continued to flush. Though, he also likes it when you inflict pain on him. However it may be, scratches or hair pulling, it always sends a shiver down his spine.

Candy is also willing to use sex toys on you openly. He loves to watch you squirm desperately as he puts a vibrator to your aching clit, or when he penetrates your vagina with a colorful dildo. He loves to make playful taunts at you as he watches you struggle underneath him.

Candy is open to softer, more vanilla sex on hard nights. He's willing to give you small praises as he slowly thrusts inside of you, comforting you in a way no one else has. As much as his dark side hates it, he's willing to put an effort in his favorite little toy.

Candy sometimes toys with you in your sleep for the fun of it. Sometimes giving you the most intense, realistic wet dreams before you wake up to your room with silence and a vague emptiness.

— ❝ Aftercare Headcanons

Candy is a huge cuddle bug. He loves to spoon or caress your soft body as he curls up onto you, sometimes even letting out a small purr as he does. You always welcome his comforting warmth with a weak smile.

Because of his personality clashes at times, sometimes he'll deny giving you any aftercare at all... Only to want to praise you and give you the most he can the next minute. It's always a puzzling game with him.

Candy Pop openly washes your sex toys for you. Mostly because he is always so infatuated with how they are built and their functions. When he's like this, he can be quite gullible and curious with them.

Candy cracks jokes after sex to brighten any harsh moods. After all, laughter is the best medicine in some cases. What's not to love with a personal performance with your favorite jester?

Sometimes when you end up having nightmares or unpleasant thoughts, you'd be lucky enough if Candy is in the mood to take those from you. Considering his mastery in dreams, it isn't impossible for him to have a soft spot while you shake and mutter in your harsh sleep.

Candy can be very possessive and jealous over you like your a prized collection. He always holds you close to him no matter the circumstances, keeping you within his safe arms with a soft smile of certainty.

#creepypasta #creepypasta smut #not safe for minors #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta x you #mdni #smut #creepypasta x y/n #creepypasta headcanons #candy pop #candy pop creepypasta #candy pop x reader #headcanons #headcanon #smut headcanons #fem!reader #creepypasta headcanon #not proofread

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somber-sapphic · 1 year

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If Only You Were Warmer

Game night and a bottle of cold medicine. What could go wrong? (wandanat x reader)

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You knew you’d made a bad decision when you’d downed a bottle of cough medicine, but at the moment it had seemed like a great idea. You needed to get through the night. It was game night, and the Avengers were competitive. So, so competitive. You loved them all, but sometimes you just wanted a nap.

“You alright Y/n/n?” Clint asked, ruffling your hair. He saw you as a little sister and treated you as such. You pulled away with a grunt, swatting him away. “Should I take that as a yes?” He teased, expression changing slightly as he got a look at your face.

You’d covered yourself in makeup, but thought you’d done a pretty okay job. He was a spy though, so your hard work could mean nothing. Damnit, if he could see through your ruse then Natasha would get you in half a second.

Then there was Wanda to worry about. She’d just read your mind. You were doing the best you could to not project your thoughts, but even thinking about not thinking about it was only making them louder. In fact, you saw her flinch even as you were well…contemplating it.

She glanced over at you and you mouthed an apology, to which she smiled and nodded though you didn’t miss the glint of worry that flashed through her brilliant hazel eyes. Even in her ratty t-shirt and flannel pants, the woman was stunning. One look at her and you knew that you were in love.

“Should we get you back in bed or something?” The man beside you offered, making you jump. You’d forgotten that he was there.

“I’m alright Clint, just sort of tired.” You mumbled, voice coming out cracked and broken. Clint’s brow furrowed further and he took your shoulders, leading you over to the couch. You rolled your eyes painfully but allowed him to walk you over and sit you down next to Natasha.

“Aww, bubs why?” She murmured, instantly feeling the warmth radiating off of your skin.

“Shush, Wanda’s excited. Just…get me that blanket?” There was no use in lying to her, she already knew. But neither one of you was going to ruin this night for Wanda, who was unbelievably excited to start a tradition that she’d grown up with. She -for some reason- loved game night and she’d just come home from a hard mission. This was the most you’d seen her smile in nearly a week.

Natasha hummed her disapproval but wrapped the blanket around your shoulders and held you a little closer.

“You’re so stupid. She’s going to be angry when she finds you.” The redhead warned, sounding almost like she was mocking you. She was totally mocking you.

“No, she’ll be mad at you 'cause you’re an enabler.” You cuddled closer to your magnificent girlfriend and allowed your eyelids to slip shut for just a minute. There’s no way you’d sleep, you’d taken the non-drowsy crap, but at least you could stop your eyes from burning for a little while.

When you opened your eyes Natasha was not…right. Her face was melting. Everything was melting. Their laughter was melting around you, and you were drowning. You wiped your nose on the blanket and blinked a couple of times, trying to stave off the panic while the world tilted and spun.

“Tasha?!” You croaked, terror clear in your voice.

“She lives!” Tony announced, his loud voice making you flinch against your girlfriend. Natasha shot the man a withering look and pulled you against her as Wanda raced to your side.

“Hey love, you doing alright? You’ve been asleep for almost an hour.” Huh, maybe the non-drowsy crap was lying. Or maybe you were just more exhausted than the medicine could fight off. Wanda fussed over you, not quite touching you but still worried.

“…’m fine.” You sniffled, wiping your runny nose on the blanket wrapped around your trembling body. Apparently, you’d drooled all over it. It was sort of disgusting. You sneezed against it, grimacing at the snot. You were disgusting.

“You’re shivering my heart. Come on, how about we go to bed?” You shook your head, afraid to move. It was probably fake, but the world was still tilting. You weren’t sure how the game was staying on the table.

“You hallucinating?” Natasha asked, rubbing your shoulder. The others had gone back to the games, doing the best they could to ignore the current situation so that you would have a little privacy. Only Clint was watching openly and Tony grimaced with each sneeze. You felt pretty guilty, you knew how afraid he was of germs.

“Um,…’s the room tilting sideways?” Judging by the look on her face, it was not. Wanda sighed sadly and carded her fingers through your slightly tangled hair. You hadn’t brushed it that morning, it was too hard to lift your arms over your head.

“How much medicine did you take, love?” She sounded slightly exasperated but was still running fingers across your scalp. Nat was massaging the spot on your shoulder blades that always hurt when you were stressed, refusing to meet Wanda’s gaze.

“Pro’lly too much.” You chuckled, reaching out to touch her pretty face. She grabbed your hand before you could sort of slap her and shook her head, smiling softly.

“A little delirious, huh?” She sat on your other side and you pressed against her, curling into the warmth she brought. “We need to get you into bed, my sweet girl.” She cooed, aiming a slightly frustrated look at Natasha, who had remained silent.

“Don’t wanna.” You mumbled, leaning into how terrible you felt. At this point, might as well get pampered by the women you loved even if you didn’t feel well enough to enjoy their attention.

“Alright, well I know you’re cold but can we at least get you a new blanket? This one is gross.” Natasha said, her lips close to your ear. It tickled and you couldn’t help but smile. You nodded but didn’t want either one of them to leave you alone.

“Hun-”

“I’ve got it, Y/n/n,” Tony said, startling everyone. You were in complete shock as Wanda removed the blanket covered in your…covered in grossness and the great Iron Man wrapped a new one around your shoulders.

“So, will the three of you be staying on the couch tonight?” Steve asked, bringing up what everyone was thinking. Natasha nodded immediately, smiling in relief.

“Is that okay everyone?” Wanda reached over to grab your other girlfriend's hand and ran a reassuring thumb over her palm to signal that she wasn’t angry. You felt the redhead relax under Wanda’s touch, and you couldn’t help but smile.

“Of course, get some rest.” Clint jumped up and grabbed Tony’s arm, dragging him out. Steve gave the three of you a smile and left, followed by Thor and Sam.

“Feel better Y/n, clean up your germs when you’re done!” Tony called, flashing you an irritated look, unable to quell the worry in his eyes. You nodded sleepily and shifted so that you were laying with your head in Wanda’s lap and your feet in Natasha’s.

“Sleep, my heart.” The assassin soothed, softly tracing your calf. You felt your insides melt a little bit and yawned hugely, fighting to keep your eyes open.

Wanda let her hand over by your temple, extracting some of your nerves with her powers. She was nice like that, she never pressed until you needed it.

You grabbed your hand and placed it on your ear, hoping that she would go back to running her fingers through it. She did.

“Alright, sweet girl, close those beautiful y/e/c eyes for me. We’re going to put on y/f/m, and go to sleep.” You heard the TV come on, but you really couldn’t keep your eyes open long enough to watch. You were safe and comfortable. If only you were a little warmer.

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bingoboingobongo · 1 year

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cod characters alphabet: comfort

Characters: Simon "Ghost" Riley, John "Soap" MacTavish, Kyle "Gaz" Garrick, John Price, Alejandro Vargas, Rodolfo "Rudy" Parra, Valeria Garza

Warnings: none

Prompt: Comfort - How would do they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack?

A/N: literally devastated that i have to go back to school tmmrw

simon “ghost” riley:

okay so the thing about ghost is that he absolutely sucks at dealing with panic attacks

doesn’t matter if their his or yours, he is about as helpful as a wheelbarrow without wheels

he never really learned how to get over them besides just waiting them out which he knows isn’t the most helpful advice to give someone

also he’s not really used to or comfortably with huge displays of emotion like panic attacks and so he definitely gets pretty awkward around you when you’re distressed

he’ll probably try to pat your back or give you a hug to make you feel better but again it’s definitely very awkward

he’s sort of a pragmatist and so his first instinct will be to try and fix the problem, but since he doesn’t exactly know how to do that he’ll often do things outside of your panic attack

by that i mean he’ll start tidying your room or doing some of your chores that way you don’t have stuff to worry about when you’re done crying

if you’re worried about something specific he’ll also try and get that dealt with pretty quickly as well

that being said if you’re just kinda sad for whatever reason he’s a little better in that department

he likes to make you something to eat and then turn on one of your favorite shows/movies while you cuddle on the couch

he probably won’t try to talk to you about it unless you bring it up first but he’s definitely gonna up the affection so that you know you’re loved

john “soap” mactavish:

okay if i’ve said it once i’ve said it a million times

but soap solves problems through humor and jokes

honestly i wouldn’t be surprised if it stems from him being sort of uncomfortable around extreme displays of vulnerability or emotion like ghost

but instead of distancing himself, soap tries to stay by your side when you’re going through it

i mentioned this in a previous headcanon, but soap will definitely keep telling you jokes until you’re able to at least smile or give him a light laugh

he’s definitely a firm believer that laughter is the best medicine, and so he’ll do anything to try and distract you from your problems with a good (or bad) joke that makes you laugh

i think he also gets more physically affectionate when he can tell you’re having a tough time because he feels like it’s an easier way for him to show you how much he loves you

but he’ll also compliment you and verbally remind you of his love for you too

when you’re having a bad day, soap will probably try to take your mind off of it with a fun time out

he’ll spend the entire date cracking jokes and trying to get you to double over with laughter

that being said, if you’re not feeling like going out he’s more than capable of making sure you have a great time staying in

kyle “gaz” garrick:

hm so believe it or not i think gaz is actually pretty good at comforting you when you have a panic attack

he’ll definitely be there by your side, rubbing your back, and helping you breathe through it

he’ll probably ask you to count or do something repetitive with him to get your mind off of your troubles

he knows all the right things to say to make you feel better and will definitely talk you through it to make it pass by quicker

he’ll also get you some water if you need it or get you to a chair/private place

when you’re ready, he’ll ask you to explain what’s stressing you out, and when you’re all sorted he’ll go and try to deal with your problem

gaz is also good when you’re just generally feeling sad

communication is important to him and so he’ll encourage you to talk to him and tell him what’s wrong

and once he knows what’s wrong he’ll help you work through it the best you can so that you feel better

he’ll also run you a bath or shower and try to pamper you so that you feel better

when you’re feeling sad, he really just takes more care of you so that you know you’re loved

john price:

okay so i feel like just based on his age, price probably wouldn’t be the best around emotions, but given the fact that he’s a captain in the military i think it cancels out

i mean, that being said, most times people in the military aren’t exactly having panic attacks very frequently but he still knows what to do in case you do have one

like gaz he’s very methodical and will essentially go through like the cleveland clinic guide to helping panic attacks step by step

(also that could be a big fat lie idk if cleveland clinic has a guide to helping panic attacks)

first thing he does is make sure you’re actually having a panic attack and not something more severe like a heart attack or something

next thing he does (especially if this is the first time you’re having a panic attack around him) is try and gather some information

is this your first time ever having a panic attack? if not, then what do you do to help it usually? what can he do to help you? you get the gist

he’ll reassure/comfort you verbally and try and gently coax you through it

he’ll also help you to ground yourself/get you a water or medication or anything you might need

when you’re just feeling down though, price finds that the best way to help is by giving you cuddles

he’ll pull you into bed or onto the couch and just hold you tight against him

if you wanna talk he’ll listen, but if not than he’ll fill the silence with stuff about his day or his life

alejandro vargas:

hmm so alejandro may not follow the textbook word for word when it comes to helping you with panic attacks but he does a pretty good job on his own

his first instinct is usually to wrap his arms around you and hug you

he feels like it just helps ground you, plus it lets you know that he’s there for you, plus you usually respond well to it so he doesn’t see a problem with it

he’ll whisper quietly into your hair and rub circles onto your back to try and get you to relax

usually he’s just praising you or saying sweet nothings to help you feel better

“i’m right here, don’t worry mi vida” or “you can get through this, i’m so proud of you corazon”

he’ll ask you what you need and depending on what you say he’ll go and get that/do that for you

once it’s all over he’ll draw you a warm bath and really give you a nice little spa day to help you unwind

he also does this whenever you’re just feeling bad or down in general

although he does go above and beyond if it’s a particularly bad day to make you feel extra loved

get ready though because he literally will not let you do anything yourself for that day/week

he’s also by your side to make sure you have everything you could ever need or want

rodolfo “rudy” parra:

oh god bless rudy’s poor little soul if he ever comes across you having a panic attack

i feel like he’s definitely very empathetic and so seeing you distressed makes him distressed and really just hurts his heart

that being said, be glad he has his military training because if not he’d probably be crying by your side too

thankfully, he knows how to be calm in emergencies like this so after he gives himself a few seconds to panic and then gather his thoughts, he’s rushing to your side to be of aid

like alejandro, his kneejerk reaction is to give you a big ole hug but he’s worried that that might be too overwhelming so he starts off by rubbing your back/holding your hands

that being said if you tell him that you want a hug get ready to be squeezed like never before because once he has a hold on you he’s not letting you go until he knows you’re happy

i’ll be honest a lot of words are going to be coming out of his mouth

they all have the same general message of “i love you so much. it’s gonna be okay. we’ll get through this together.” but the coherency of his words is debatable

he’ll be absolutely beside himself trying to do whatever it take to make you feel better

honestly it’s the same rodeo when you’re feeling sad, just this time rudy is a little less panicked since it’s not the worst it can get

he’ll still shower you in kisses and hold you as tight as he can though to make you feel better

valeria garza:

alright so valeria may normally be all harsh edges and tough when it comes to her day job, but if it’s you and your distressed valeria’s a completely different person

she definitely becomes more nurturing and softer so she can comfort you better

she’ll hold you in her arms and help you relax if you’re going through something bad like a panic attack

she’s very good at grounding you, whether that be through helping you breathe, or doing the 5-4-3-2-1 method or something else along those lines

she’ll whisper lots of affirmations to you, telling how proud she is of you, telling you how amazing you are, etc.

when you’re ready, she’ll ask you about the cause and if there’s anything she can do to help

and if there’s even like the faintest hint of something she could maybe do, then trust that she is doing it

because let’s be real, you mean the world to her and she would do anything to make you feel better

when you’re sad, she always gets you takeout from your favorite restaurant and eats it with you while you guys cuddle and watch a movie or tv show

afterwards, she’ll take you out shopping or buy you a nice gift to make you feel better

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eivor: taking names

kassandra: taking wives

#CRACK // laughter is the best medicine #but also not really crack #bc it's actually true #someone even paid kassandra to sleep with their wife.#KASSANDRA HC » daughter of pythagoras #KASSANDRA REL » admit it we make a good team ( kassandra x eivor )

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i-cant-sing · 9 months

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Would dimitri get you a therapist or antidepressants for your depression or signs he try to solve the problem himself ?

"Love is the best medicine!" He'd say, pecking your lips.

"That's laughter." You say, frowning.

"Hmm, well how about-" pulls up his phone to show you something. "-a video of a 2 year old Xavier farting bubbles in the pool?"

You cracked a smile. "That's your son. Don't use him like that."

Obviously, he'd get you a therapist if things do get worse, but he'll make sure that he gets to read all of the therapist's notes. He can't help you if you're withholding secrets 🥰🥰

#yandere Dimitri #yandere oc #yandere ocs

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itzgruvia · 2 months

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Gruvia Week 2024:

Day 1: Laughter.

type: soft/comfort, warm, fluff, attempt at humor.

characters: Gray and Juvia, a slight mention of Cana, Gildarts and Macao, and little bit of levy.

this fic is also posted in AO3

Gray likes to joke around, he loves to tease his friends most of the time by cracking jokes or using his sarcastic humour, he doesn't want to admit and say that his jokes are better than Natsu, but judging by the reactions of their guildmates, he could admit just a tiny bit that his humour is better.

And Gray is not boosting himself up, this is coming from an objective perspective not his, because in the end of the day Gray doesn't care if he makes his friends laugh or not, if he finds the situation funny, he'll just use it as an opportunity to crack himself up or to humiliate Natsu, which works everytime.

does he enjoy making his friends laugh? no, not really, or maybe? he doesn't know but he doesn't make an effort to spark the joy around them, that's not his thing it's usually Lucy's.

However, there is an exception where he drops the cold and serious demeanor and tries to elevate the mood.

Juvia is the exception and while he yet does not realise the reason why he tries to goof around her more than usual, he just focuses on that bright smile that appears on her face.

but that realization hit him today and it was quite a hit.

they were on their usual morning routine in the Guild main room, everyone was minding their own business, an unusual and rare moment ( because Natsu and Gajeel aren't around), but Gray would take it any day than losing his cool and fight without sense.

so he was enjoying the quiet ambience and of course Juvia was besides him, knitting some hat for him, although he told her he doesn't need it but her stubborn self exclaimed:" nonetheless Gray-sama! Juvia will impress you with her knitting skills! she has improved over the months".

he can tell by how many bandages were wrapped on her fingers on both hands, he is worried that she might hurt herself if she doesn't tune down her excitement.

and even if he tells her that, she wouldn't listen to him because she will delude herself with 'Gray-sama's worrisome is like medicine to me!' nonsense and it's too early in the morning for Gray to hear that.

so he just enjoyed the silence between them while she focused on her threads.

Few minutes ticked by and he can sense the frustration coming from the water mage next to him, he glanced to his side and noticed the -cute- frown and her hands tightly holding her straight needles.

her hands worked their way through the confusing loops of threads, their movement were shilly shally, not knowing how to continue the work, suddenly her hands stopped working and she dropped the craft on the table disappointedly.

she sighed.

" it didn't work out?" he asked, turning to look at her.

"No" she replied, her shoulders were hunched and her frown was still in her face, Gray doesn't know why he feels annoyed at her dejected expression but he felt the urge of making her feel better.

and what's best than making her laugh? ( also because he doesn't know how to comfort people and he is afraid he might ruin Juvia's mood by trying)

he scanned the guild for a potential target to use them for his humour and saw Cana dazed on the bar, her head between her arms, completely passed out, it is very unnatural for Cana to not express her love to her barrel of wine at his time, but Gray knows the reason.

"So Cana is not herself today", he nodded towards the brown haired woman, Mira was shaking her shoulder to wake her up.

"Yes, Juvia wonders why" she replied, her frown turning from frustration to worrying about her friend, Gray knows how much she cares about Cana, yet seeing her worry about her makes Gray smile slightly.

He got back at the task at hand, humiliating Cana with no guilt.

"well, I know why", with a smug expression he turned to her.

"I heard that she called Macao dad" he started, both of their heads leaned on each other as they began whispering.

"what?!" Juvia gasped, her smile widing a little.

" yeah, she was really drunk that she mistook him with Gildarts" Juvia laughed a little, it was a progress.

"Gildarts heard about it and challenged Macao and almost turned the guild upside down if Cana didn't stop him" Gray continued as he saw Cana batting Mira's hand away, she didn't want to be disturbed from her drunken slumber.

"Juvia can not believe this" she laughed, and it was like the bells of heaven in his ears, he felt satisfied.

"yeah, Cana felt so embarrassed that her dad destroyed half the guild, Macao wanted to seize the opportunity.. like asking her if she wants him to be her stepdad" Juvia cackled at that mention, and Gray joined in, they laughed to the point that their guildmates throw at them weird looks.

"and then she told him that the reason why she confused him with her dad is because he is old" their laughter turned into a chortle, Juvia wiped small tears from her eyes and all Gray could do is laugh beside her, looking at her softly.

that's when it hit him.

he loves Juvia's laugh, that's why he likes to joke with her more than he does with the others, because Juvia's laugh gives life around him. and when that hit him he cringed at himself internally.

You are lost Gray , he thought.

One morning, Levy had a task to sort out the new books from the boxes that were delivered to her in the Guild, and Gray was bored -Juvia wasn't around yet- and saw how she struggled with the boxes, so he offered to help her out. also the fact that she is actually pregnant and shouldn't be moving too much.

Levy was grateful that she got another set of hands to help her organise the books, it was a lot of them, and Gajeel was in a job.

Gray was getting the books out of the box and putting them in their own category of genres.

" Isn't this the book that Lucy wanted to read?" he held a medium sized book, with a hard cover titled 'The Persistence Of Joy', Levy took a look at it and snorted.

"Yeah she did, but she got spoiled by another book nerd when she was in her mission, and dropped it immediately" she replied, sorting the books at the same time.

Gray hummed in acknowledgment and got back to organising the books.

"So, what's up with you and Juvia?" she took a moment and added "again", Gray rolled his eyes at her remark, he adores Levy's company but the amount of books she reads makes her read between the lines a little too much for his liking.

"what do you mean?" he responded with boredom against his will instead of ignoring her completely.

"Well, it seems like you enjoy her company, last time I saw you laughing to tears with her" she explained, a little bit dramatically.

"have you ever laughed with a person before Levy?" he put the book that was in his hand on top of the others with force that dust was coming out of it, he looked at her pointedly.

she rolled her eyes, and went to put them in their shelves, Gray took that as a sign that she dropped the subject and he can finally focus on finishing his job, he began to regret ever offering a helping hand.

after a moment of blissful silence.

" I am just saying that you were laughing because of he-"

"i swear to god Levy" he glared at her, Levy just lifted her hands to show that she completely understood his point and won't make any unnecessary comments.

Finally, after finishing putting the books in their respective places, he hurriedly left the library alone since Levy was more engrossed in reading a new book that she found. the work was not tiring but he wanted to see Juvia so badly, he knows she is waiting in the Guild's Main room.

he heard her laughter from the door of the library's hall, and when he opened the doors, he spotted her laughing with Mirajane and Wendy.

He smiled softly as he looked at her, she shined brighter than ever with her eyes closed and the sound of joy she made, he could never get tired of it no matter how many times he hears it.

Maybe her laughter makes him crave laughing as well, it makes him want to reach for that joyful moment. So he joined them, completely oblivious about Levy's presence, poking her head out of the door and smiling.

#gray fullbuster #gruvia #fairy tail #gray x juvia #juvia lockser #fairy tail juvia #fairy tail 100 years quest #juvia loxar #gruvia week 2024

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hpalways · 1 year

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how they would comfort you

Fandom: Twisted Wonderland

Characters: Leona, Azul, Ace

Warnings: None

Leona

He would listen patiently: Leona may not be the most talkative person, but when you need someone to listen, he'll be there. He has a natural ability to read people, and can often pick up on when something is bothering you, even if you don't say it out loud. He'll sit quietly and let you vent, offering words of encouragement when needed.

He would provide physical comfort: Leona isn't afraid of physical touch, and he understands that sometimes a hug or a hand on the shoulder can do wonders for someone who's feeling down. He'll wrap his arms around you and hold you close, providing a sense of comfort and security.

He would use humor to lighten the mood: Leona has a dry sense of humor that not everyone appreciates, but when you're feeling down, he'll use it to make you laugh. He'll crack a joke or make a sarcastic comment, knowing that sometimes laughter really is the best medicine.

He would offer practical advice: Leona may not be the most emotionally expressive person, but he's practical and level-headed. If you come to him with a problem, he'll offer solutions and advice that are grounded in reality. He won't sugarcoat things, but he'll help you come up with a plan to move forward.

He would show his support through actions: Leona is a man of action, and he believes that sometimes the best way to show someone you care is by doing something for them. If you're going through a tough time, he might cook you a meal, help you with a project, or even just offer to spend time with you doing something you enjoy.

“Just say the word and I’ll do it. ‘Cause you be worth it. No one else but you.”

Azul

Azul would use his words carefully and thoughtfully. He has a talent for manipulating language to achieve his own goals, but he can also use this skill to comfort someone. He would listen carefully to the person's concerns and then choose his words carefully to offer reassurance and support.

Azul would also use his charm and charisma to put the person at ease. He has a way of making people feel comfortable around him, and he would use this to help someone feel more relaxed and open up to him about their feelings.

Azul would likely use physical touch to offer comfort. He's not afraid to be close to someone and would probably put an arm around them or hold their hand to offer reassurance.

He might offer to use his magic to help the person feel better. Azul is a skilled magician and would likely have some spells or potions that could help someone feel more at ease.

Azul would also likely use humor to lighten the mood. He's known for his quick wit and clever comebacks, and he would use this to make someone laugh and forget their troubles for a moment.

“I can grant you any wish you’d like. Your happiness will be at my command.”

Ace

Ace is a great listener. Whenever you're feeling down, he'll give you his full attention and listen to what you have to say. He won't interrupt or judge you, and he'll provide a safe space for you to express your feelings.

Ace is very empathetic. He's able to put himself in your shoes and understand how you're feeling. This allows him to provide comforting words that are genuine and meaningful.

Ace is a physical person. He'll often use physical touch to comfort you, such as a warm hug or holding your hand. He knows that sometimes words aren't enough, and a reassuring touch can go a long way.

Ace is good at making you laugh. He knows that laughter can be a powerful tool to lift your mood and make you feel better. He'll crack jokes or tell funny stories to help you forget about your troubles, even if it's just for a little while.

Ace is a problem-solver. If you're facing a difficult situation, Ace will try to find a solution to the problem. He'll brainstorm ideas with you and offer his support to help you overcome any obstacles.

“Hey... come here. Let it out now.”

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breakfastteatime · 8 months

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Cere and Greez look up when Cal enters the galley. He is half-asleep and doing his best not to look it. Even BD-1 has opted to walk by himself. Maybe he thinks Cal will fall asleep on his feet, tip backward and crush him.

"Didn't expect to see you up so soon," Greez says. They're enroute to Kashyyyk after Cal found mention of it on Zeffo. "It's a long journey. There's not much to do y'know."

This, Cere knows, is Greez's way of telling Cal to go back to bed. Cere's in agreement. Cal looks exhausted even after a night's sleep. Zeffo was a lot for him, regardless of the years of manual labour. Sure, he could keep up with the climbing and running, but the fighting and regaining his Force connection on top of that? That was a new challenge.

Cal yawns wide, reaching blindly for a chair. He finds it when BD tells him to go left a little, and slumps in it, eyes shut. "Is there any caf?" BD tells him there's a whole pot on the other side of the table. Cal cracks open one eye. "I'll get it in a minute."

Greez looks at Cere. 'This is your problem,' he silently tells her, even though he's doing a poor job of concealing his worry.

"Why don't you go back to bed?" she suggests.

Cal laughs at her. He actually laughs.

"What, you never sleep in before?" Greez asks. "Jedi aren't allowed to get adequate amounts of rest?"

"Sure they can," Cal says. "If they wanna wake up to the words 'sleeping in is for the idle and the undisciplined.'"

That sounds like the Jaro Tapal Cere remembers.

Cal's not finished. "And sleeping late on Bracca is - was a good way to go without food for a week."

Cere feels her heart sink. She knows Cal is young. Very young. Hearing him talk like some wizened old timer makes her feel sick. She watches him reach for the caf pot and pour himself a mug. He knocks it back like someone resigned to tasting the foulest medicine.

"I'm gonna make it a new rule," Greez announces. "Everyone gets to sleep in when we're traveling between worlds."

Cal comes up for air and reaches for more caf. "How'd you do that?"

Cere knows Jedi training isn't easy, but even Master Cordova allowed her the occasional rest. It's a lesson she needs to impart. "It means you stay in bed until you really feel ready to wake up."

Cal doesn't answer. He doesn't need to. She can see every argument written into his expression.

"There is time to fight and train, and there is time to rest," she says. "The first morning after Kashyyyk you can give it a go."

"Cere, I don't need -"

"Naps are a thing too," she says.

Cal misses a beat, swallows more caf. "A nap?" he echoes.

"Sure. Naps. You probably used to be pretty good at them," Cere says. BD buzzes with laughter. She grins. "Try one later. See how you feel."

And like all things with Cal, he nods and promises to do his best...

...he naps for an hour in the lounge that afternoon.

Cere, BD and Greez share fist bumps.

#star wars jedi: fallen order #jfo headcanon #jfo minific #cal kestis #cere junda #greez dritus #bd 1

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tomuras · 10 months

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Disabled!Reader Headcanons with some of my genshin favs <3

Warnings: minors please do not interact, Reader is physically disabled, Reader is mentally ill, Reader is gender neutral, Reader uses a mobility aid (cane and wheelchair), Reader has chronic pain, he/him pronouns for Albedo, Diluc, & Kaeya, she/her pronouns for Kokomi, Candace, Hurt/Comfort, Reader is implied to have agoraphobia, 1.2k words, anyone can read but please be respectful, any ableists will be blocked on sight!

Characters: Albedo, Kokomi, Kaeya, Candace, Diluc

A/n: This is just a little self indulgent thing i wrote for myself, because I needed the pick me up to be honest. Please know I am writing from my own experiences as a disabled person and that these experiences may not be universal, so please don’t get upset if you can’t relate, because again these are from my own experiences. Other than that please be respectful and abeists fuck off thanks <3

Albedo

Albedo is probably more sensitive when it comes to your disabilities. He helps you up and about through the day whenever you need the extra boost, or grabs your aid for you if it isn't within reach. You were a little embarrassed to use your aid in front of Albedo, purely out of bad experiences with past partners, but he made you feel at home in your body in an instant. He respects your boundaries, watches you to make sure you don’t overwork yourself, and goes above and beyond for you in every single way imaginable. Albedo vowed to protect you as much as possible, knowing you didn’t have that ability in the same way he did. Bedo even put some research into your disabilities hoping to find ways to help you live a happy and painless life. Albedo was good to you, almost perfect. He never judged, said a hurtful or ignorant word, and always, and I mean always, loved and cared for you no matter what state you were in. At the end of the day he just wanted you to be happy and cared for, and if you were? Well, then Albedo was happy, too.

Kokomi

Everyday Sangonamiya Kokomi would start the day early with a nice walk along the oceanside, picking up any shells and pearls she found along the way, placing them gently in her bag. All so she could bring them back home to you as a gift before she had to eventually part ways for the day to do her work. She’ll leave a note for you to read once you’ve woken up, knowing that you’d oftentimes sleep in late and wake up when she was long gone, but thankfully that meant you would see her sooner. Or at least that’s what you told her jokingly whenever she gently suggested you go to bed earlier. When you’re in pain Kokomi will try her damndest to heal you, taking her hands and hovering it over the wound with a concentrated face, until either the pain slightly subsides or you ask her to stop. You know that not always will her healing help you, but you accept it regardless with a smile on your face.

Kaeya

People always say laughter is the best medicine and Kaeya would agree with that sentiment. Whenever you’re experiencing a pain flare up Kaeya is quick to get you whatever you need in a timely manner, but he’s also known for cracking a few lighthearted jokes to distract you from the pain. He loves to tell you how beautiful that smile of yours is and how sorry he is that you’re suffering so much, and how he dearly wishes he could help. You’d smile back at him and assure him his presence was the only thing you needed on your bad days, and of course your usual pain regiment. He’d come home from a long day at work to tell you all about the sights he saw and the stories he heard and everything he had witnessed. It was his own little way of bringing you along with him on his journeys knowing you couldn’t always leave the house so easily as he could. Kaeya wanted you to feel the joys of life, even if some days had to be spent indoors. So, every day he made a goal to make you laugh or smile each day, and not every day did he succeed in that, but he tried his damndest regardless and that’s all that mattered to you.

Candace

She takes good care of you, brings you your medication and aid when you need it, holds you when things are too much on you, and lets you cry all your pain out on her warm shoulder. She’ll hold you close as you cringe in pain and sob in her arms, humming a sweet lullaby to soothe your pain. Candace is sweet and motherly, and will protect you from any potential harm that comes your way whether it’s real or imagined. After a long day of protecting the village she adores coming home to you, bringing you flowers and fruit as an offering for being gone for so long, but you’d wave your hands and assure her that no apology was necessary. You’d only wish for her warm embrace and soft hums to get you through the remainder of the night. Mornings with Candace were your favorite. You’d wake up to a table full of wonderful smelling food and afterwards she’d take you out for a walk around the village. The two of you would chat up conversations with villagers and friends alike, until you grew too tired and needed to go back home to rest and take it easy. It’s moments like those that you realize just how much happier you are with Candace in your life, you wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world.

Diluc Every day Diluc makes sure you are doing your exercises, encouraging you with a gentle tone to slowly get up for the day and do your daily walk and physical therapy exercises. He would press the back of his palm to your forehead to check your temperature, urging you to get up for the day. He knows it’s your least favorite part of the day, but both of you knew it had to happen regardless. After he made sure you had your breakfast and done your exercises, and even finished your walk with him; he’d bring out your wheelchair and take you into the front of the winery, letting you soak in the sun and sights as he talked to you about his plans for the days ahead. He might even surprise you with a new outfit to wear on a day out to the city of Mondstadt. Watching with a tender smile as your face lit up at his words when he explained the surprise and what exactly it entailed. You were grateful that Diluc wouldn’t let you stay holed up inside all day, even if some days you wished he’d just let you wallow, you were glad he took such good care of you. And if there was one thing you knew about Diluc it was that he was sure to take the utmost best care of you and would for a very, very long time.

#albedo x reader #kaeya x reader #candace x reader #kokomi x reader #diluc x reader #genshin x reader #genshin x you #genshin x y/n

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ྀི ۪ ׂ. ૮ ๑• . •๑ ა ۪ ׂ. ꒰ 𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐂 𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐒 !! ꒱

ღ. requested ; yes

ღ. synopsis ; xavier is your academic rival, but when he gets sick who takes care of him?

ღ. pairing ; xavier thorpe x reader

ღ. notes ; i live for academic rivals

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Y/N thrived on pursuing her goal to be better than everyone else; perhaps this was because, no matter what was put in front of her, she could master it in the same time it took for her to sign her name. However, there were just one elusive person who managed to best her at almost every turn, constantly sending her into a state of extreme frustration.

xavier thorpe.

It has been test after test, assignment after assignment, esoteric research project after obscure test to show this seemingly faultless monster that you are better in comparison to him, yet you have consistently fallen short by a single point.

Your professor declared their team the winners of the debate as you watched fuming and glared at the towering brunette as he quickly offered his counterargument. When you heard footsteps coming your way and saw his well shined shoes approaching, you huffed while packing your bags and the hairs on the back of your neck stood up.

"well hey, better luck at the poe cup tonight's maybe you'll get second? again." xavier chuckled at the murderous glare that adorned your face as you watched his own smug smirk.

however, your stare down was cut short by a sneeze from the boy in question. drawing your attention to his previously forgotten red nose, stuffy, and cracking voice and his pale complexion as he placed a hand on your shoulder for balance while fighting against a coughing attack directed into the arm not holding your own.

xavier never ever got sick.

he had an excellent immune system, he ate well, was relatively active, and slept his full 8 hours.

so when he began to lose his voice, constantly sneeze and sniffle, felt dizzy and looked paler than his usual healthy shade, xavier was pissed, and ignored it, he had an annoying girl to beat, and a poe cup to win.

"uh xavier? you sound a bit.. si-"

"no! no i don't, just need some water! okay!" xavier's words were barely intelligible to you due to his continuous and brash coughing.

"you sound like a tuba xavier, go to the nurse."

that was the first and last time you ever thought he would require you to give him any sort of serious and slightly friendly advice, yet later that night he still showed up at your dorm, accompanied by that same coughing and a fever.

and slurred words, due to his choice of medicine. that being 6 shots of tequila.

"what- kind- of- hggfh- logic! is that xavier thorpe!" you spoke, with paused between so you could wack him with your pillow, as you tugged on his clammy hand to pull him to rest on your bed.

"well i thought that y'know it would work okay!" xavier was a surprisingly sensible drunk, just so sick he could barely stand.

seeing your questioning look remained, he fought his sickness to explain himself, still trying to seem smarter even with the amount of alcohol in his body, and the fever running through it.

" m'thought i could drown the sick out with drinks.. clears surface wounds s' why not internal?"

despite his current state of sickness and drunk, you couldn’t withhold the boisterous laughter from hearing his reasoning.

xavier didn’t appreciate being laughed at, eyebrows pinched, tone sharp,

“and why are you laughing at me?”

"because that's dumb."

"you're dumb."

xavier continued his insults despite you attempting to lull him to sleep in your own bed, "you're stupid,"

the insults kept flying out of his mouth,

“stupid pretty" he seemed to have changed his tune, head lolled to the side on your pillow, facing a funny angle as he dopely reacher out his lanky arm to poke his finger at your face repeatedly, muttering assorted compliments and insults.

"no hey hey hey!" xavier protested way too loudly as he saw you begin to set up sleep for yourself on the floor.

he tapped the snug spot beside him in your single bed, signalling you to join him. you sighed, knowing that fighting with xavier, drunk or sober, he always gets what he wants.

and right now he wants you.

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