#comfort reread

[i-am-the-oyster]

Are you reading any fics currently?

Thanks for the ask anon!

I have pretty bad brain-fog a lot at the moment which is making it difficult to concentrate on text unless the stars align.

But there's one fic that's almost complete that I'm *really* enjoying:

There's something so inexplicably cosy about the story of a life lived with a pain that's old and tucked away, with the imminent prospect of finally processing it and moving on. I have already gone back and reread what's been posted so far more than once. I love the characterisations, I love the atmosphere, I love the relationship between Paul and Ringo. I love the clever wordplay in the summary.

If @scurator sticks the landing (which I wouldn't doubt) then this is definitely going on my comfort reread list.

#anon ask #thanks anon #fic rec #scurator #where the spirit meets the bone #comfort reread

[ruporas]

#vashwood #vash the stampede #nicholas d wolfwood #trigun #trigun maximum #sorry for the amount of kiss drawings im wailing on everyone #one night i was like “i dont draw vw kissing enough :( i need to draw them kiss for pride” and then i lost myself #but this was solely to comfort myself after rereading vol 10-12 #this is also technically spoilers but only if u squint :'] #ruporas art

[notbadforafailedvessel]

#alcina dimitrescu #lady dimitrescu #pic: ad #and i'll stay here - rereading her stories and reblogging the same posts over and over again until my dying days #but bless all the people who still post about her and keep me fed #but also to those who no longer do but created something incredible during her peak where i can go back whenever i need it #(which is often since she's my comfort character) #content creators are incredible <333 #thank you guys i love you all 🥺

[tervaneula]

thinking about world's end boyfriend and realised that I never posted this coloured version here u_u

#i reread the fic the other day and. holy shit i really am here just to cater to my own need of hurt/comfort and immediate happy endings huh #leoichi #not leosagi #nqk #nqk adjacent #rottmnt #rottmnt fanart #rise of the tmnt #samurai rabbit #usagi chronicles #peepaw leo #future leo #future leonardo #peepaw yuichi #yuichi usagi #usagi yuichi #tervdraws #fic: world's end boyfriend

[covey-o-quail]

talismans............

#this was the part of the book that made me insane on the first read. espesh cranky jesper seeking the comfort of a fav doll i reread that #sentence soo many times literally the way they. ugh. talismans. and they r so valuable likeeeee and then inej's knives having #several extra layers and rlly there's a lot more i didn't add just. talismans!!!!!!!!!! and them not looking/feeling like themselves #without them!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! im normal #six of crows

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

im a Bit late to the "kill this guy meme w/ your comfort characters" but in my defense:

:]c

#my favorite 'man' and my favorite not-dog <3 #failcatdad and funnyguy <3 #joxter joxaren you are SO famous to me always <3 #so this is entirely indulgent and silly and i Love it <3 #the teamup that we all needed smh <3 #scribble salad #barnaby b beagle #the joxter #bro honestly. im not one for crossovers but i sense that these two would get along #laze around... smoke pipes... heckle passersby... perhaps trade hats for the shits and gigs of it all #mannnn. i need to reread my favorite joxter fics. i miss him... #no you know what i need to finish that lil snufkin & joxter fic i started months and months ago... #ough. joxter <3 #i dont normally have comfort characters but he is SO blorbo!!! hes Everything!! joxter i love you!!! #caution if im asked about him on stream today i Will go on a whole rambling moomin tangent dont test me

[miasmaghoul]

Here, have some soft dewther emotional hurt/comfort for reasons that do not at all reflect anything about my current mental state no siree👍

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It's past midnight when Aether flops onto the common room sofa, exhausted from back to back shifts in the infirmary. It's a night he wishes that his own quintessence would work on himself, that he could wick away the ache in his back and the searing heat behind his eyes. He'd dragged himself here in search of food - Aether can't remember the last thing he ate, or when - but the sight of the couch had forced him to redirect.

So here he sits, alone in the dark common room, staring out the massive windows flanking the fireplace and watching the stars twinkle. He knows he should get up, should find something to put in his stomach so he can at least try to sleep, but his legs weigh a thousand pounds each and the thought of moving is enough to have Aether groaning into the silence surrounding him.

He wishes he were like Rain, like Swiss. That he could just close his eyes and be on his way to dreamland. That he didn't have to deal with the storm in his head, the revolving door of tasks to be done on his next shift. Reviewing the cases he'd handled today; there had been a flu outbreak in the human wing, and Aether stretches his hands while he thinks of every fever he'd soothed, every cough he'd calmed, every bit of suffering he'd pulled from those fragile bodies and let sink into himself.

Ghouls may not be susceptible to human illness, but the power it takes to heal them always leaves him feeling ill. Empty. Hollow.

Aether cracks his knuckles as the memory of one particular Sibling crosses his mind - a young girl, no more than twenty. Pale and shivering, hacking up a lung into the sleeve of her habit while she curled up in the corner of the waiting area. She was the only one who has arrived at the infirmary alone, a newly anointed Sister of Sin who hadn't found her footing yet. Hadn't found her family yet.

Her pain had been some of the worst for Aether to handle. Not because she was sick, there were other Siblings in far worse condition, but because she was alone. Aether could feel it in his bones the moment he touched her hand. An icy wave of anxiety and regret that had washed over every part of him, an ache even Aether couldn't soothe.

It would pass, he'd assured her. Everyone goes through this - the fear, the loneliness, the feeling that you've made a huge mistake by abandoning everything you knew and loved in the name of something new. Something better. Because there are expectations, assumptions, promises made that paint the church in an ideal, rose-colored light that draws in those eager for a place to belong.

It would pass, he'd assured her. It always does. She would find her routine, find Brothers and Sisters eager to take her under their wing. Find comfort in their Papa's sermons, in prayer and worship, as they all do. Eventually, everything would fall into place. She just needed to give it time. To let it happen.

She'd looked much better once her treatment was complete, had thanked him with a hug he could still feel untold hours later, and Aether was glad to see it. Truly.

But that cold pit of loneliness had stuck around long after she'd left the infirmary, a whirlpool of despair still swirling around in his chest. It's happened a few times before, when he's drained like this, but it's unpleasant all the same. Sore, almost. Like a thorn in his heart, digging deeper with every beat.

He should just go to bed. Make his legs work and drag himself down the impossible distance of the hall. Should collapse into his own bed and try to ignore the chill, the ache, the pounding in his head. He'd get to sleep eventually, right? It would be better than this - at least he'd be laying down. He should at least try.

The kitchen light flips on behind him, and Aether's too tired to jolt.

"Aeth?" A sleep-thick voice creeps into his ears, familiar, and Aether's shoulders sag. "What're you doin' in here?"

The soft patter of bare feet follows, and Aether sighs when their owner comes into view.

"Hey, Dew."

"Hey yourself," the little ghoul mumbles, rubbing at tired eyes. He's dressed in one of Aether's beat-up old shirts and a pair of sunflower printed pajama pants that undoubtedly belong to Sunshine. "I could smell you from my room," he says through a yawn, and Aether cringes. "D'you just get back?"

"Yeah," Aether rasps, working immediately to get his scent under control. It's something he always struggles with on nights like this. "Long day."

He crosses his arms over his chest, rolls his neck, and Dew frowns.

"Looks like more than that." Aether hugs himself a little tighter. "Wanna talk about it?"

"It's nothing," Aether huffs, the guilt of having woken Dewdrop enough to have that thorn sinking in further. "Go back to bed, love, I'm fine."

"Pfft," Dew waves a hand, dismissive, "how many times do I have to tell you you're a shitty liar?"

Aether groans, tosses his glasses to the side to dig the heels of his hands into his burning eyes. He hears Dew's tail thump against the area rug, obvious concern that he must be too tired to hide.

"I just...it was a long day," Aether sighs, resting his elbows on his knees and hunching over. "I'll be fine, I'm just...just tired, that's all."

Warm, bony hands come to rest on his shoulders, and it takes everything Aether has not to whimper at how good that simple touch feels.

"Aether," Dew says, low, "look at me."

He doesn't want to. Knows he too exhausted to hide the way the void in his chest will have darkened his eyes, brought out every line on his face. He knows that if he does, Dew will see the hurt. Hurt that isn't his problem, isn't something he needs to worry about. It's not his job.

"C'mon, Aeth," the little ghoul encourages, one hand leaving a shoulder to glide through Aether's thick, unruly hair. Aether does whimper then, can't help it, but silently prays Dew doesn't hear it. "Please?"

There's something so sincere in that one word that Aether can't deny him. He heaves a mighty sigh, leans back into the couch and begrudgingly lets Dew see.

Those copper eyes bore into him like white hot fire, and it only takes two breaths for Dew to understand.

"Oh, Aether," he breathes, cupping his worn face in those incredible hands. Aether sinks into the touch, something he can't quite name caught in the back of his throat. "What can I do?"

Nothing. Everything. Aether has no idea, too scattered and distracted by the icy claws scratching at his rib cage to do more than shake his head and flex his fingers. Dew won't break his gaze, looking down at him with concern knitting his brow and his mouth turned down at the corners. He brings his own hands up to hold Dew's wrists, overcome by the need for...for...

"Could you just -" a hiccup, one he can't help, "just...remind me I'm not alone?"

The words are miserable to say, a request he feels stupid for making and regrets instantly. Wishes he could take them back the second they pass his lips, a flush of embarrassment rushing up his throat when Dew tips his head. When a lock of golden hair that had slipped from his bun floats across his forehead, those gorgeous eyes gone soft around the edges.

But he doesn't have time to take them back, because Dew's already moving. Gently shaking off Aether's trembling grip and moving to straddle him on the couch. Skinny thighs bracketing his own while Dew settles in, leaning forward to get his arms under Aether's wrinkled white coat, looping them around his waist. Scooching closer until they're chest to chest, no more than their clothes to separate them, and then Dew's resting his head on Aether's shoulder.

"Don't worry, starlight," he lilts, soft as Aether's ever heard him. Dew kisses his neck, no more than a chaste peck. "'S long as I'm around, you never have to be alone."

The little ghoul starts to purr, his unnatural heat seeping into Aether's whole being, and Aether shudders. Wraps him up in strong arms and holds on tight, breathing in cedar and burnt cinnamon. Something so distinctly Dew that it overrides the mess in his head, in his heart, and as it does Aether can do nothing but believe him.

"Thank you, firefly," he huffs, voice thready. Something Dew would normally tease him for, but not tonight. He nuzzles closer, and Aether lets his cheek rest against the little ghoul's head. "Thank you."

#miasma's work #the band ghost ficlets #aether ghoul #dewdrop ghoul #aether/dew #aether x dew #aethdew #dewther #hurt/comfort #dont mind me self soothing via ghouls lmao lmao #not rereading before i post so if you see mistakes #no you dont

[eshtaresht]

thinking about this underrated panel (id in alt) that comes just before the couch scene

vash, in his comfort pose (bent knees, hugging himself, toes up), being loud and over the top with his speach, saying they should get on the ship as if that would somehow save wolfwood. forcing this facade because he can't do anything, he couldn't do a single thing since the moment he touched wolfwood and knew he was dying. the denial levels are through the roof and he's aware

wolfwood's absolutely devastated but calm expression. because he knows exactly why vash acts this way and he's so so sorry he has to die on him. but he can't stop it. he's already a dead man walking, but he will spend his last minutes pretending he's not

both don't say it. they never acknowledge that wolfwood is in fact dying out loud. they both say literally anything else and joke and bicker in the next panels, because they already know what's going to happen after they have this drink. so instead, they pretend it's going to be just a normal hangout. just so they don't have to say goodbye

#every time I see vash in his comfort pose my heart breaks but in this panel especially #I reread this volume like at least three times for my fic and I've transcended pain at this point #trigun #trigun spoilers #trigun maximum spoilers #trigun maximum #trimax #vash the stampede #vashwood #wolfwood

[lunarharp]

more phoenix wright situations

#ace attorney tag #maybe i should tag this narumitsu or something. but i dont really care. #gearing up to rereading/illustrating bits of my fic i suppose...i think nick really is too dense to realise he's in love with edgeworth #without some scheming fop trying to intrude. i love villains like kristoph..villains can be fun..witnessing their pathetic folly.. #or more like edgeworth would never have mentioned his feelings ever in his life if he wasn't sure phoenix reciprocates. #i want to see it this way because Falling in love during childhood with the person you're going to end up with. is not relatable #there have to be Situations that make you Realise. #as with orufrey i adore the idea of people not working out their romance with that person until their 30s+ #but... i mean. even with orufrey i often think how alaira could be qifrey's ex. and oru having been pursued by noble fops through his work #there is that delicate sliver of time before orufrey start living together that such believable situations could have happened. #Then the relief of politely and amicably extricating themselves from those untenable situations #the idea of falling in love age 7 and saving your first kiss for age 35 or something is all very well but more relatable is #people realising how they really feel whilst trying something that ends up feeling wrong. #The comfort and joy of living with your dearest one as if it's platonic - much preferable to trying anything more with anyone else. #But i doubt i will ever portray that or mention it further. it is indeed very delicate to me. #and i really am an OTP FOR LIFE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! kind of person who can barely bear to consider this anyway...NOT a polyshipper i'm afraid ! #so i wouldn't mind either if they do have their first kiss in their lives age 35 with each other either. I would not mind that at all. #i love bi/gay couples apparently... bi father figures & their grumpy gay men waiting for them to work it all out... #not used to using colour in comic-style drawings..or at all..so this is messy and awkward looking..but colour is refreshing #i imagine i will go back to witch hat art soon btw. my destiny in life. #i still remember writing my nrmt fic expecting to write their first kiss & then partway through twas like Umm No. They have kissed prior. #does that really line up with this comic though... i think i had their early dinner dates/first kiss BEFORE disbarment. #so i guess this comic doesn't line up with my ficverse.... No..... U___U Oh well. sorry kris! <3

[koobiie]

fanart for what may be my favorite fic of all time, Running Behind by @asidian! here's prompto enjoying all the foods from the fic beacuse he deserves it <3

#ffxv #prompto argentum #final fantasy xv #final fantasy 15 #im going to be wild in the tags here for a moment. this fic makes me CRRRRRRRAZZZZZZEYYYYYYYYYYYYY #like barking snarling yowling tearing up dirt with my hands taking bites out of the drywall #its like old at this point but every couple of years i remember it and im like well here i go again! and reread it in a several hour sprint #and then scream and cry nad throw up cause i love it soooo so much #seriously i recommend it so sohard . honestly even if you dont like ffxv #ultimate hurt comfort fic checks off all my boxes 11/10 explodeing #oh yes also the art is here. yea i got carried away drawing the foods jfkdslhglks #hi author if you read these tags im sorry for pinging you about your fic that came out like. 7 years ago #but ive been meaning to make fanart for it for sooooo long cause i love it and i finally got around to it lol #koob art #digital art #im going to be pissed if theres a food i forgot to include lmao #anyways yea i <3 prompo my scrinkly winkly crunkly doo he deserfes happines. im going to disappear into the sunset now

[camelspit]

okkk question have any of you cried while reading kotlc and specifically what scenes

#im curious bc i see it mentioned occasionally and i want to know what got people #there was one scene for me lmao #i was rereading legacy a few years ago and that scene with edaline under the tree #where she comforts sophie after the sophitz breakup and the oralie mom reveal #it got me badddddd #i was already on the verge of a breakdown and then that scene popped up and hit me with a hammer and laughed at me #kotlc

[junk-heart]

Jack and the hungry hungry caterpillar

#jack townsend #tales from the gas station #tftgs #tftgs fanart #his just like me for real #never related to a character more in my life #currently rereading book 1 and 2 #i've been falling asleep to tftgs for weeks now #truly a comfort piece of media #art from 2022 I think???

[homo-house]

a little life - VI. dear comrade; ch. 3. (p. 677-678) by hanya yanagihara

#guess who is really going through it and is obsessively rereading a little life again #a little life #hanya yanagihara #something happened last week and i keep coming back to this scene. to every jude-harold-julia scene #it is not helping me in any practical way but it is comforting me #i'm replaying so many things in my head. maybe replaying fictional scenarios from beloved books is just healthier #harold stein #jude st francis

[crybaby-bkg]

have u ever considered gojo trying to tease you about how into it you get whenever you suck him off, but how flustered he gets when you admit yeah, I like it more than I thought i would, mainly because it’s you, because you’re so pretty to look up at, you always treats me so well when I’m on my knees for you. now you’ve killed him, especially with the way you’ve been touching yourself all the while running your tongue up at that one vein on his shaft. dead. gone and buried.

#dead once more #I know sucking guys off isn’t the most popular topic on here (VALID CAUSE WE SHOULD COME FIRST) #but god. there are a few characters that I know sucking them off would be life changing #like kinda kinky but after a while becomes a comfort in a sense??? #like feeling the head pop in and out of your mouth and how soft they feel against your cheeks #oh my god. who am I. why am I speaking of such harlot ways #this was inspired by the thought of Toji showing gojo how to fuck your mouth but I didn’t think anyone would wanna see it #(lie I’m just having anxiety about writing lately) #IM RAMBLING GOODNYE #—new treat in the streets! 🍫 #gojo treats! 🍬 #pause rereading my tags omfg the oral fixation really jumped out huh

[seiwas]

some of my fave bakugo fics in honour of bakuday 🥺 (most, if not all, of these are in ao3! which is why i'm listing them. other fave fics of mine that can be found on tumblr will be reblogged!)

you can find other bakugo fics i love in my tag: #katsu

i like to call myself wound but i will answer to knife - kirketeer enemies to lovers, requited unrequited love, kind of love triangle

surrender (whenever you're ready) - ofmermaids florist reader, canonverse, slowburn

on my way (to you) - ofmermaids 5+1, canonverse, time travel

and you take me the way i am - willowser assistant reader, slice of life, bakugo is bad at feelings

how to set fires - hawnks strangers to lovers, canonverse, food as love language

organic chemistry - kirketeer codependency and unlearning it, mutual pining, college au ish

here is my hand that will not harm you - natsuonii bodyguard au, mild violence, mentions of scars

in the dark of the morning, you promise me the sun - kirketeer character death (not the main characters), grief/mourning, slow burn

dry spell - willowser established relationship, semi-public sex, miscommunication

for auld lang syne - some-kindofgnome canonverse, near-death, drinking

you feel like home (you're like a dream come true) - willowser light angst, kind of exes to lovers?

i do not know if i should hold you or eat you - katsukiz hurt/comfort, soft sex

love to say this to your face: "i love you only" - willowser dragon king bakugo, arranged marriage, a little drunk

#these are the ones off the top of my head!!! tho i know there are a bajillion others i adore #most of the others i am also going to be reblogging!! these are just the ones i cant find here/know ive read from ao3! #so many writers have written bakugo so very beautifully #and there are so many fics of his that i adore and have reread so many times #im pretty sure ive cried reading each and every one of these lmao #the theme here is mostly hurt/comfort-y also #THERE IS ALSO SO MUCH WILLOW BC I INHALE WILLOW'S STUFF SDBGKL #fic recs #hbd katsuki!

[ruporas]

imagine if your plant au ww grew and mutated like the plants in trimax. cuz it's not often, but sometimes they almost seem to Melt. limbs fusing, growing tendrils, extra joints, all the fucked up shit.

vash did it once or twice i think, but as a plant himself didnt seem that bothered to me. but as a human mentally, i feel like wolfwood would Panic to destabilize like that. anyone would, i think. its kinda playing on an innate fear in humanity

(pretty sure this was supposed to be a domestic comfort au but i couldnt help thinking about this haha whoops sorry)

YEAHHH yeah Yeah………. Fantastic tasty concept… i’ve considered that before but never poked at it too deeply because he doesn’t have a lot of power and if he uses all of it to result in a destabilized form, he’d die. from what i’m assuming out of the scenes i remember, the destabilization tends to happen after a great burst of power so…

tw body horror, blood

but let’s say his body Is able to keep up with it and he does accidentally start to destabilize. my first thought was that he wouldn’t be cognitive when it happens and if he was, yeah i think he’d freak out 😭 he already has a disconnect with his own body in more ways than one so seeing these feathers engulf him and his body shifting in ways it never had would scare him. i also think he’d benefit from his history with vash though and having bore witness of the “monstrous” ability time and time again, he wouldn’t be as petrified by it

along with the fact his body had been fucked up by serums and the EoM experiments, after he has a moment of calm to himself, he’d think of it as no different. it’s just now more obviously visible to people other than himself. i think the main thing that would scare him is the losing control part because he’s Also witnessed what that was like for vash 😔 like said, his body is wholly unfamiliar territory for him and since it’s New for humanity too, no one has any solutions, even vash. every new found thing is played by ear and both vash and wolfwood are hopeful that whatever vash knows will apply the same for wolfwood.

it’s a fair assumption considering what wolfwood inherited is a bit of vash’s energy; what’s given to keep him alive was vash’s originally. i have thoughts about that but none i can verbalize properly,. but have some more sketches and thanks for sending this in for the brainworms

#asks #i hope this is what you meant by destabilization!! i was thinking particularly #of chicken vash and knives in vol 6… i realized dependent plants do have like #an extra lower body though - as just a part of them normally? #i never noticed that until i went nd reread a few chapters for the doodle #also SMDKSMD it’s ok. Truthfully if u think about it enough #all comfort aus with vw will have some layer of Hurt to it haha… it’s part of them forever #i also love putting them in Situations so this is great. thanks again for sending this in!