hello, hope you're doing well <3 idk if requests are open rn, but- i've been having a hard time with my disability cause of the cold and was wondering if you could write any of your characters (or a new friend!!) giving a disabled reader comfort during a tough time? particularly regarding chronic pain and joint issues?
lots of love 🤍
I specifically want to write this so badly because of my own joint issues (in my early 20's no less) and I love these topics cause there's never enough of them it seemes
As disclaimer I don't have chronic pain so if I portray anything in a way that's not realistic please point it out so I can do better by folks who deal with this. This goes for any time I write about any disability
And you get a new friend entirely, specifically while thinking of the best kind of partner to help with chronic pain I had an idea and I hope you don't mind that I'm using my own monster creation for this, but I really wanted a chance to talk about him regardless
It was already overwhelming by the time you woke up mid-morning to see the sun shining far too brightly into your room.
Your body ached, your joints strained, it was going to be a bitch of a day.
It took time to get up and move, briefly you'd wondered what sort of level you'd be riding on today, and by extension what mobility aid you'd need to use.
For now though, something to drink and something for pain. By the time you made it to the apothecary cabinet, you were ready to sit on the floor and take a few minutes of rest... The cold certainly wasn't helping and today was a really bad day.
"Hearth of my home, are you awake?" Vydon's voice rings out from the back door as he enters the kitchen, no doubt having gone out to the forest for the early morning to hunt. His voice hissing and clicking with bone against bone as the exposed skull of the nightstalker spoke in layered tones.
The nightmarish form of a prey species turned predator rounded the corner, pointed hooves clopping and his skeletal snout peered around the corner of the kitchen, turning to face you. Vydon's white glowing eyes peered at you as he moved on all fours before easily swapping to standing on his hind legs, looming straight down over you as he shifted closer. His antlers had fallen off apparently, shedding season had finally arrived. "My warmth in the cold, why are you seated upon this floor?" His voice was attempting some form of soft tones despite the natural hiss to his words.
"Can't get up." Your response has him lowering himself further, taloned hands slowly hovering over your shoulders, ready to lift you up.
"Bad day?" His jaw clicks a few times as he speaks, listening intently.
"Shit day." You reiterate, "Cold doesn't help, I just want something to knock me out for a bit at least so I don't have to deal with my body's revolt." You nod to the cabinet you had opened to rifle through the various medicines inside.
Vydon drops his skeletal snout, swinging is slowly side to side as his tail sways behind him slowly. "On an empty stomach no doubt... May I lift you, my light?" The gray fur and bone covered creature questions, hands hovering closer to you.
"I don't know..." He'd learned the places you ache the worst and how to carry you to avoid disturbing those spots further but today wasn't just a few spots, everything just hurt.
Vydon clicked his jaw lightly, ears flicking slightly as he debated something. "Then rest here momentarily. I will bring you something to drink, and rest upon until you feel you are ready to move."
The nightstalker nodded his head and with a garbled rumble, turned to the main kitchen, yet his ears remained pointed back towards you, listening still.
He returned after a moment, laying a cushion beside you as close as he could and offering a mug of something warm enough to heat your insides but cold enough not to burn so you could take your pain meds. "Now, this first then I can make something simple to eat. Something of soft texture and warm... Pancakes perhaps? Or grits?"
You listened to him ponder as you sipped on what turned out to be apple cider. Having taken your meds and the toasty feeling of a warm drink not erasing your pain, but soothing it somewhat. The cushion was nice too. Without noticing Vydon's tail circling around you, a light wool blanket was deposited onto your shoulders as well while he spoke, trying to rid you of your aching chill.
"-y dear, did you hear me?" Vydon's voice calls out in a soft hiss as he lowered himself to be eye level with your seated form.
His words bring you back to attention and make you shake your head, "spacing out, nothing to worry about." You don't want to bother him right now.
He clicks his jaw at your words. "Funnily enough, I was saying you need not act as though you are fine, that you can manage and handle this alone, that I shouldn't worry." Vydon slowly settled on his haunches as he watches you. "I hold the privilege of worrying for you, as it means you trust me to do right by you when you are in need of any assistance."
"I'm a burden." You respond calmly, it's not entirely upsetting to you, it just is.
"yes, you are." He agreed... That's what catches you off guard. Yet he continues with such affection in his tone. "Everyone is a burden at one point or another, I have been to you a monumental amount of times. You spent so long learning how to cook food that we both could safely eat. As I am a being of raw meat, and you a human who could so easily be harmed by certain types of raw food, it was a challenge for you to learn how to feed a carnivorous creature like myself." His skeletal muzzle lowers to gingerly press against the side of your arm, not risking anything else until he knew you wouldn't be uncomfortable from his actions.
"My antlers fall off in bloody heeps and each spring when they regrow the velvet falls off in fleshy bloody strands that you so often aid me with despite my objections as I know it's a messy bloody burden, but you do so because you love me, you don't love me despite such things. They are a part of me that you love, inconvenience and all." His tail slowly shifts across the floor to circle around you without touching you.
"And as such, I do not love you in spite of your ailments. Why, I wished they did not harm you so, and if I could I'd fight your illnesses one by one, but as they exist it is another part of you I will care for as you are you. I will love you through it all."
You take a moment, listening to his jumbled words. He's trying his best that's for certain, and when his taloned hand carefully holds out a heated water bottle placed into the plush bear it's made for, you take the warm item and hold it in your hands with a nod. "I guess that makes sense. Most folks would say I'm not a burden though if I said I was."
"that would be as if I lied about being a burden to you when hunting season returns and you have to find me covered in blood and hose me down. I will not lie to you, but I will never not love you either."
What is there to do other than to agree? You both sit silently for a few minutes, Vydon seems completely relaxed and at peace waiting for you to feel up to moving back to bed so he can bring you breakfast as well.
Eventually you hold a hand out to him, your body still aches, but the bed will be more comfortable than here, and with how carefully the night stalker takes your hand, you know he'll help as much as he can.
Sometimes that's enough
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