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jadeddangel · 2 months

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I saw that u write poly stuff and my mind was inspired, maybe u could write something where adam and lute comfort reader because something happened and even a bit suggestive if u want:))

EEEE IM SO HAPPY I INSPIRED YOU!!

Lute x reader x Adam

"It's gonna be ok, beautiful"

Warnings: None

Art isn't mine and belongs to @.D4gm4rs on twt

The bed was cold even though it seemed like Adam and lute had left hours ago ,although it had only been 30 minutes. It was your day off.. you had finally gotten a break from everything. You were tired of souls coming to you for help for all these things that you couldn't possibly help with. The worst part of all, though was there was this angel that wouldn't leave you alone, he had been pretty much stalking you. He was trying to get you to go on dates to try and get you to hang out with him.

You were hesitant to tell Adam and lute scared Adam would over react and that lute wouldn't leave your side; you can imagine how surprised you were when they just gave you some love and left for work. And so here you were, alone, still laying in bed, you just wanted to sleep and stay here forever..

You must've fallen asleep cause when you woke up it was almost dark. With a sigh, you got up, tugging out of the bedroom and going to the kitchen to get dinner ready. You paused seeing that there was already a bag of food on the counter.. it was your favorite, and it even had your favorite drink.. you heard the tv running in the living room. You smiled and walked to the living room seeing 2 familiar tuffs of brown and white grey hair. You reached over and covered Adam's eyes from behind him. "Guess who?" You snickered a bit. Adam hummed a bit. "Is itttt my pretty girl?" Adam guessed, tilting his head up towards the ceiling so you could see his smile. You giggled and leaned down, giving him a kiss. "mhm.." You hummed against his hips. You pulled away brushing his hair back out of his face, you tilted your head to face lute, "there's my pretty girl" you mused leaning closer to her and giving her an Eskimo kiss before kissing her forehead. Lute smiled a bit. "Hi there, baby.. how was your day?" She asked sweetly. You climbed over the back of the couch to plop in between them. "It was as good as it could get with me sleeping all day" you laughed a bit. Lute played with your hair absent-mindedly while Adam tugged at the baggy pajama pants you were wearing. "You know I really like this color on you but maybe we should just take it off hm?" Adam hummed slowly slithering his hands up your thighs til he was holding onto the waist band of the pants. "Adam I will literally never make you ribs again if you take those off" you said curtly opening your eyes a bit to give him a glare. Adam huffed and pulled his hands away, crossing his arms over his chest and pouting like a toddler. You sighed a bit but decided not to deal with it, "Adam will you get the bag of food? Please? I'll give you head in the morning I promise" you bribed knowing he was going to fight you if you didn't offer. Before you could even finish the word head Adam was already up and grabbing the bag excitedly, "deal!", Adam even went the extra fucking mile and started making your plate for you while watching the movie that was barely getting any attention.

The night was relaxing, you and lute took a bath together cause Adam couldn't be trusted not to start something. Then it was onto dessert, another movie and cuddles. As promised in the morning before work you gave Adam head before he left. And you know what maybe it was good luck cause that day wasn't half bad.

You didnt know what happened(Adam and lute beat the shit out of the guy and talked to your boss about easing up on you) but that didn't matter and as long as everything kept going well it was always gonna be a good day.

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thehusbandoden · 1 month

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Lashing Out -Husband!Bakugo Katsuki x Wife!Reader

A/n: hope this is okay? Don't be afraid to leave feedback <3 Also I didn't know what to do for the title... gosh this sucks T^T

General info: Genre: angst to fluff/angst to comfort \\ wc: 1,270 \\ fem reader \\ posted: 03/19/24

Warnings!: angst, hurt, partner being harsh, partner being insensitive, crying, passive reader, mean Bakugo, and lashing out. I think that's all, pls let me know if I missed any!

You perk up as the front door opens, revealing your toned hubby. You giggle excitedly, your cheeks heating up and butterflies forming in your stomach from the sight of your beloved. It’s been three years since you said, “I do”, and yet you couldn’t help but fall in love all over again when your eyes met his attractive frame and familiar warm eyes.

Bakugo, however, didn’t seem as excited to see you. He lets out a sigh as you wrap your arms around him, slinging an arm around one of your shoulders half-heartedly before semi-gently pushing you off him as he closed the door.

You frown but shake it off. He must have had a hard day, right? It would be better to just be supportive and tone the affection down a bit. You follow him like a shadow as he takes his gauntlets off, dropping them to the floor. He strips his mask, neckpiece, and gloves off before slumping onto the couch.

You gently take his combat boots off, pulling his socks off and grabbing some lotion. He must be exhausted and sore from work, maybe a foot massage would help? You lovingly begin to massage his sore feet, shyly looking up at him every once and a while. He doesn’t respond, keeping his face buried in his pillow.

You continue to gently massage his feet as he lays on the couch mindlessly. Your fingernail grazes part of his foot, causing him to hiss and yank back, glaring down at you. “What are you doing?” He growls, shooting you a look of anger and... disgust.

“I-I was massaging your feet baby. You seem to be having a hard time so I-”

“Quit it. I’m not your baby, quite treating me like one. I don’t need you to coddle me. Go do something useful for once and leave me alone.” He spits, shooting you one last glare before darting off the couch and into your shared bedroom, slamming the door.

You feel tears sting your eyes, but you shake your head, refusing to let them fall. You gingerly stand up, putting Bakugo’s hero gear away. You pick up the house for a while before sighing. You step up to your bedroom door and gently knock.

“Ba- Katsuki? Can I come in?” You hear a grunt, not a clear yes or no.

You step inside quietly, walking up to your husband in bed. He was staring up at the ceiling with a snarl etched on his handsome face.

“What’s wrong, love? You know you can talk to me, right?” You murmur, placing your hand on his. He yanks his hand from yours, breaking the skin-on-skin contact. Your heart throbs in your chest, but you don’t push.

“I’m having a hard day. Don’t make it worse for me.” He grumbles, turning away from you.

“Did you eat?” You sigh, biting your lip in worry.

Bakugo growls softly as he glares at you. “Quit nagging me and leave me be. Get out of my face, woman.”

Your heart throbs harder against your chest as you feel tears sting your eyes. You nod quickly, looking at the floor so he doesn’t catch sight of your fragile emotional state.

“I’m going to go to bed, do you still want me out of here?” You murmur gently. Bakugo groans, glaring harshly at you.

“Yes! Get out of my hair! How many times do I need to repeat myself to you!?” You stand up as your heart throbs again. You quickly leave the room, causing Bakugo to huff in annoyance.

Tears form at the corners of your eyes as you check the doors to make sure they’re locked, turn off the lights, and quickly get ready for bed. You brush your teeth and grab an extra blanket. You didn’t have pajamas out here, and you didn’t want to disturb your tired husband, so you just laid in the smaller bed, trying to get comfortable without the familiar heat of your beloved next to you.

After tossing and turning for quite a while, you give up on sleep. Sighing, you hold yourself as you try to stop the tears. You know he’s just having a hard day, but it doesn’t make the throbbing in your chest lessen. You cradle a pillow close to your chest, hugging it tightly as you desperately try to not let any tears fall.

His harsh words flash in your mind as you try to drown them out.

One tear slides down your cheek.

The way he addressed you as “woman”, as if you weren’t anything but an object.

A second follows the first, the third swiftly following suit.

How harsh he was with you. It was like you were a coworker or past classmate, not his wife. Much less the woman he had spent loving, courting, and cherishing since the second year of high school.

The fourth, fifth, and sixth tear drop down your cheeks, causing the gates to crumble as multitudes of tears slip down your cheek, gathering at your chin before dripping onto your pillow.

You cover your mouth with your hand, trying to stay quiet. You fight with yourself for a few moments before coming to a conclusion... what’s the point? He’s upset with you no matter what you do... so why hold it in? Why bottle up your feelings?

A choked sob slips past your lips, tears quickening at your frustration for allowing yourself to make a sound. A second sob follows the first, and yet a third and fourth join your desperate cry for help.

You feel yourself falling apart, just above the brink. You rock yourself back and forth, sobbing into your hand. You feel like you’re about to drown... and then it all stops. A warm hand gently touches your shoulder, a soft, familiar voice sounding in your ears.

”Baby?”

A soft gasp falls from your lips, temporarily being drawn from your sorrow as your eyes meet crimson glory. Bakugo looks down at you in worry, quickly coming closer. He gingerly presses a hand to your upper arm in concern.

Your tears bubble up as you try to contain your emotions, unable to speak.

“Y/n baby... I-I don’t know what to say...” he mumbles, his hand finding it’s place on your head.

“S-Suki...” you blubber out, the tears slipping. Bakugo’s crimson eyes burn with guilt as he wraps his arms around you, gently lifting you into his arms, like he first did as he brought you home from your joyous wedding.

“Shhh it’s alright.” He murmurs in your ear, bringing you to your shared bedroom, laying you down on your bed. It was larger and much more comfortable. He quickly joins you, wrapping you into his hold and he whispers sweet things into your ear, an arm wrapped around you, a hand on your stomach and the other on your head, slowly petting your hair.

You sniffle, trying to hold it in as you cling to the man you love more than anything. “Shh let it out baby. Let it all out.” Bakugo murmurs in your ear, pressing a loving kiss to your temple.

You attempt to hold it in for a few more seconds before finally breaking, sobbing into your husband’s chest as you clench his shirt tightly. He caresses your head and back, kissing your endless tears away as he coos at you.

“Jerk.” You sob, holding onto him tighter.

“I know baby, I know. I’m sorry honey.” He mumbles against your skin, holding you a little tighter.

Bakugo Katsuki was not one to apologize, but he would do anything for his beloved wifey.

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sugawarassoccerlover · 5 months

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"are you okay? do you need a hug?" suga asked gently, holding his arms open for you.

"no, 'm fine," you mumbled, wiping your face with your sleeve, your lies obvious by the tears on your face.

suga stood and waited. he didn't want to force his care onto you, he wanted you coming to him to be your choice. he would wait. he would take the lies. he didn't mind standing there awkwardly with his arms open until you acknowledged your own vulnerability.

after a few moments, you whispered "i'm not okay" before you practically threw yourself into the former setter's arms, plastering yourself to him like a koala. and he would hold you, for as long as you needed

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mandomaterial · 10 months

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I LOVE your Miguel x Reader fic so much! Can we please get another Miguel x Reader where they are complete opposites again, but she isn't use to seeing a scary/violent Miguel. So when she finally sees him like that she gets a little scared and Miguel has to reassure his little angel that he would never behave this way with her. Fluff please because i love your fluff fics!

OFC BBY! I changed it a little so that reader didn’t only see it but also experience it, yk? U’ll see :3 I hope you like it pookie!

Miguel scaring and accidentally hurting you

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You were on your way to visit your boyfriend of a few months at work, with a little Tupperware box of fresh cookies in hand, you knew that he was Spider-Man and you knew all about the spider-verse. You also knew that Miguel worked very hard to keep the society intact and that it put an immense strain on his mood and health.

He’d come home all grumpy and annoyed, just wanting to cuddle you to death, he wouldn’t even let you get up to make him some food or treats, so today you decided to bring him something to cheer him up. You’d made a variety of cookies, some frosted and others shaped like animals and stars, to some people it might seem like something from a kids birthday party where a trottle ran off with the sprinkles and went crazy with them but it was just how you liked to bake. You knew that some people thought you were weird for dressing in bright colours and having fun hairstyles, sometimes older people would whisper when you walked past them but you didn’t mind, to you the worst possible thing would be being called normal or plain. You didn’t let anyone stop you from buying or making the clothes you thought were cute and today you decided to show off the new skirt you made. You spent all of last week sitting at your desk with your sticker covered sewing machine, securing the fabric and hemming the edges.

It was truly adorable and you loved how it framed your butt and thighs! You matched it with the off white cashmere sweater that Miguel gifted you after only two moths of dating. He knew that you liked cute things so he had little bows added to the sleeves and it warmed your heart every time you thought of his attentiveness. You packed the cookies into a little shoulder bag and set off.

It didn’t take long for you to get to the main office and there you almost crashed into Jessica who you always enjoyed having a little chat with, you always asked how her baby was and if everything was going as planned at HQ, but today she decided to give you a little warning, Miguel had been a little agitated and stressed today, because Gwen got stuck in a mess and brought back a Teenage boy who was never supposed to know about the Spider-verse and how said boy was causing a bit of trouble. You thought nothing much of it and continued looking for him.

Your first stop was his main office, to be honest it looked like the bat cave, with a floating platform that was his favourite. It always made you giggle when you compared Miguel to batman, but he wasn’t there, so you decided to just walk around and see if you’d find him, when you suddenly heard a loud bang. Instinctively you whipped around, running to a large window and what you saw shook you to your core.

It was thousands of spider people chasing after what seemed to be a small figure in a black suit, it was a sight that you’d never seen before, was everything alright? Was that an anomaly? Why were so many chasing it? Millions of thoughts rushed through your head as you sprinted down the stairs to the ground floor to get a better look, but everything was moving so fast that you lost sight of them as that disappeared behind another building.

You rushed through the halls, trying to catch up with them and somehow you ended up in the room with the go-home machine, all while everyone was surrounding Miguel and the young boy who was in the midst of being “sent home” and Miguel had his talons dug into the electric walls of the capsule, almost tearing it apart while growling and yelling. You’d never seen him like this, as if he were a feral creature hunting its prey with cruel intent. Your body started shaking a little as you took a small step back, maybe this was a really bad time. In that moment the capsule fully closed itself, sending the teen home and leaving Miguel seething with rage, ready to demolish anything he got his hands on, when he suddenly noticed his wach showing signs of an anomaly or something that wasn’t supposed to be at headquarters standing only a couple meters behind him.

Without a second thought and with pure rage and will for distraction Miguel lunges backward, his vision blurry with fury as he sunk his claws into the floor, propelling himself closer and closer to his new victim. All the while you didn’t even have time to think, fear filled every fiber of your already tensed body, he made the decision in split-seconds, not even realizing that it was you, his partner, as he rushed closer to you. You started stumbling back, screaming his name, but nothing helped clear his mind. Miguel stretched out his right arm, talons out as far as they could go, ready to tear you to shreds.

His usually gentle fingers wrapped themselves tightly around your neck, nicking you and squeezing tight, you felt him almost crush your throat but that wasn’t the end of it. Miguel flexed his arm, lifting you up into the air and just as he was about slam you down with all his force, he had a moment of clarity, his heat almost stopped as he recognized your face, albeit it was contorted in ear and pain. He noticed how tight his grip on your neck was and how you were scratching at his hand for a single breath, as he cut off your air way. His eyes widernd, fear and regret washing over him. Instead of glamming you to the ground, he quickly let go of your neck and pressed you to his chest. He felt your tears wet his suit and he heard you cries. Your cries were pain filled and your voice hoarse as he tried to comfort you by rocking you back and forth gently. He knew that it was his fault. What had he done? What if you never wanted to see him again?

He did something he swore to never let happen. He hurt you. He made you fear him. Miguel commanded everyone to leave, so that the two of you could calm down and as soon as it was only the two of you, he collapsed to his knees. It was like your tears were never ending and your fingers weakly grabbed onto him, barely able to hold on as you hid your face in his chest.

“I’m sorry…” Miguel whispered, his voice cracking as he continued muttering “I’m so sorry.. please forgive me.. I didn’t mean t-to…” he whimpered, but it was like you didn’t hear it, way too caught up in the scenario that played out just minutes ago. Your heart was going a mile a minute and you were hyperventilating, not being able to calm your breathing. Minutes passed and Miguel was still rocking back and forth, as if comforting a crying child, the horrid scenes kept replaying in his mind and he didn’t know how to make it better.

Your cries slowly turned to whines and hiccups, you moved around in his lap, trying to find a comfortable position when he gently lifted your chin to look him in the eyes, he opened his mouth but said nothing for a few seconds until he finally whimpered “I love you, you know that, right?” He pulled you into a close hug, not even waiting for your response, he squeezed you as close to him as he could, his anger long gone. “P-please don’t leave me…” he continued, he sounded utterly broken and that only made you shed more tears, you didn’t want to be sad, you didn’t want him to be sad, this was just a stupid accident right? He didn’t mean it…

You nodded a little and tried to speak, but nothing audible came out, only whimpers and whines. Miguel pulled the two of you apart, gently placing his large hand onto the crown of your head, carefully lacing his fingers between your hair as he looked at your little form that was dwarfed by his own. “It was and accident… please forgive me…” he muttered as his eyebrows scrunched together in regret. You replied with a little nod, your lower lip still wobbling a little. Miguel caressed your hair a bit before moving lower to your neck, he pushed your hair back and revealed a couple red scratches going almost all the way around. He felt so ashamed that he’d hurt you, that he was the cause of your pain. Ge gently brushed his fingers over them and you let oust a little wince. He’d take you to the med bay right after this, he promised.

Only then did he notice what you were wearing, first he looked at the sweater. It was the one he had custom made for you, when he saw it in the store window he thought about how’d you look like a fluffy baby alpaca in it and he just had to get it for you. He touched the soft fabrics and slid his grand down your arm, intertwining his fingers with your slender ones. Next he noticed the skirt, ha hadn’t seen it in your closet or anywhere else?. Did you buy it? No it fits too well for that… you probably made it. He couldn’t help but let a soft smile cross his face. The room was almost silent so he tries to shift your attention to a different topic “Did you make this?” He gently rubbed the b fabric between two of his fingers.

You looked around quite confused for a moment until you found what he was talking about, you rubbed your eyes a little and gave him another nod “y-yea, i finished yesterday.” Your voice was barely audible and littered with hiccups.

“It’s cute” he replied, placing his hands on your hips and shifting your body so that you were sitting sideways on his lap with your head leaning on his pec. He wrapped his arms around you and nuzzled closer, almost purring. You liked sitting like this, on his lap and utterly surrounded by him, it made you feel small and soft, like a precious delicate possession of his.

You could feel how worried he was, it washed off him like waves and you wanted to make him feel better, so you cupped his jaw and whispered “I’m okay Miguel, you didn’t hurt me” as soon as he heard, you could almost physically hear the stones dropping from his heart and his spirit lifting. The two of you were definitely feeling better but there was still a bit left to talk about, so Miguel decided that it was time to leave. He rose to his feet but kept you in his arms, you rolled over a little and decided to play with his hair as he walked out of the now silent room. Your fingers wrapped themselves around the little short curls at the back of his neck, it was one of your favourite parts of his hair because it was so much more curly than the longer pieces.

Miguel felt your little fingers and could stop the lopsided smile that formed on his face, sure he still had work to do, but to be honest, for once in his life, he didn’t care. He’d do it tomorrow and surely get an ear full from Jessica.

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Once Miguel stepped through the doorway a long sigh left his chapped lips, he still felt quite bad about what happened today, but he knew that you’d forgiven him and that you weren’t upset. You fell asleep in the car, so he decided to be the good boyfriend he was and carry you up to his penthouse. You often slept over at his place because you liked the big windows and loved his comfy king sized bed. Normally you fell asleep earlier than him and once he got to bed, he’d find you in your cute pink jammies, laying starfish with one of your legs over the blanket and the pillows long thrown off the sides. He couldn’t help but snap a little picture, you were just too adorable.

So now he careful layer you down on the side you preferred to sleep on. He took off your socks and reached under your shirt to unclasp your bra and pull it off you so you wouldn’t wake up in pain, before covering you with his blanket. Once you were tucked in, he strode over to one of his cupboards in the bathroom and pulled out one of the first aid kits (he has multiple stocked) and pulled out a salve. He rummaged around further until he found your favourite bandaids, the ones with the cute shapes on them and walked back to his bedroom.

You were sleeping soundly as he sat down right next to you, careful not to dip the mattress too much, he gently stroked your hair back so that he could tend to the little wounds on your neck. Guilt shot through him again once they were revealed, t be honest they weren’t even that bad, but he knew how sensitive to violence you were and he knew that the scare was probably worse than the pain. Nevertheless he dipped his fingers in the salve and started softly rubbing it over the red marks and covered them with the bandaids after. After a few minutes he was satisfied and snuggled up to you, making you the little spoon, he wrapped his arms around your wast to pull you close. And just like that, all cuddled up, the two of you fell asleep, meeting again in your dreams.

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lovergirlanna · 4 months

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Dating HC’S | T.R

Tom Riddle x Chubby! Fem Reader

slight warning: talking bad about readers looks/body size + refusing/avoiding meals

SFW + NSFW

NOT PROOF READ

SFW

- As much as Tom may try to deny it he adores your company, just having you around him boosts his ego.

- Tom doesn’t exactly seem like the type of person to give someone else affection but when it comes to you it’s a completely different story. He’ll throw in compliments once in a while. He finds your reactions to them amusing. “Your embarrassed aren’t you?” If you do get embarrassed by the rare compliment it will only make him poke fun at your embarrassment.

- Physical touch is his favourite thing to do so don’t be surprised when you find his arm around your waist whilst you two walk around Hogwarts together.

- Tom will show you off he wants people to know you are his and that he is yours he will not hesitate to go to the extreme to prove this point.

- Once he finds out your skipping meals he’ll get suspicious for one you skip breakfast as your excuse is always that ‘you slept in’ and then for lunch it’s ‘I was studying in the library’ only making it to dinner.

- Tom will confront you especially if this pattern is becoming repetitive. He’ll speak sternly to you commanding an answer from you but this is only because he truly cares about you, he really dose it’s just hard for him since he is quite monotone in his behaviour.

- Finally when you tell him the reason as to why you are skipping meals he replies with a “What?” “Are you seriously suggesting that?” Almost not believing you. In his eyes your are perfection.

- When he finally understands the whole situation he will comfort you because you are his girlfriend after all. He dose care for you and for the love of god if any of the other students are ridiculing you for your body Tom would loose the plot with them. They all know better not to say anything negative about you in-front of his face.

- After he’s talked with you about your views on your body in the following days he will start asking you if you’ve eaten enough. He will start coming to your dorm in the morning to pick you up for breakfast and will even meet you at your class before lunch to make sure you eat. Again he dose care for you and he dose want you safe and healthy.

NSFW

- Tom will never admit it but he gets turned on from you being in your uniform. He loves how your jumper clings onto your body and how it makes your waist stand out such a pity your robes conceal your body most of the time. He also loves your thighs gosh they make him go crazy.

- He loves your body well in-fact he’s practically addicted to it. He loves your soft tummy and your breasts that he’ll bite and suck on with no hesitation.

- He adores the way your tits jiggle as he pounds into you.

- Getting your riled up and needy is what he dose best just making you beg for him Is perfect in his eyes

- Loves overstimulating you and seeing you in a needy mess. As he feels your about to release he’ll pull out glaring at you sniggering down at you. “what’s wrong doll?” He’ll say with no shame. He truly is shameless.

- He’s quite quite he’ll grunt and gasp but on the other hand if your white loud he’ll tease you. “People will hear us so I suggest you shut that pretty mouth of yours.”

- Seeing you beg for him, practically cock drunk makes him smirk. It’s irresistible.

- Tom doesn’t really have a favourite position he just loves it when you beg for him and having full control during sex.

LIST OF CHARACTERS I HAVE DONE FOR THIS THEME

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star1ight0 · 19 days

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Shouta Aizawa x reader Sick/hurt comfort!

Requests are open!

You were a teacher at UA high and we're introverted, most of the time but once you got to know someone you were actually pretty talkative! It was a student holiday and a teacher work day so, when you didn't show up for work one day naturally your boyfriend was worried. He checked to make sure you hadn't requested leave for the day before leaving for your apartment.

You groan at the sudden knocking at your door sliding off your bed, onto the floor trying to find the strength to get up.

After a few minutes of knocking Aizawa decides to use his spare "emergency" key and walks in only to see you laying on the floor curled in a ball.

"What has my little love bug in a bunch?" He says his voice is slightly softer than usual. As he goes to pick you up from off the floor he feels the rather unhealthy amount of heat coming from your body. You groan once more at the light coming from the still open door. "Door. Light, too bright" you murmer curling into yourself more. He gets up and closes the door making his way back to you kneeling down on the floor. "You know, I told you you'd get sick if you kept overworking yourself." He places a hand on your head, he feels you lean into his touch "sorry, I just - " you were cut off by the feeling of Shouta lifting you bridal style and the movement "No need to apologize, I just wish you'd.. take care of yourself more." He says softly placing you on the bed "What's done is done now let me take care of you" He places you down placing a kiss on your forehead ”Thank you Shouta" You say almost a whisper but when you turn around to find where he had gone, he's behind you holding a glass of water and a small cup with a clear ish liquid "Noooo I don't wanna" You whine refusing the cup and turning away. "Maybe if you just cuddle me I'll feel better" you say pausing to sniffle every other word "I highly doubt that and as UA's certified med trainer I'd assume you would know that love" You whine once again this time clinging onto his waist "Just hold me and I'll be okay Sho-" you are cut off by a whole 4 sneezes in a row before looking up to see Shouta's amused grin and reluctantly taking the medicine "fine you win" you say a pout on your face "good, as long as you take it all I'll cuddle and care for you all day" The day continues with Shouta making you food, and making you take medicine every 4 hours and you laying on his lap watching movies as he runs his hands through your hair.

The next day you wake up feeling a lot better than the day before, as the memories of yesterday come flooding back. You look up to see a peaceful sleeping Shouta. As you get up to you feel Shouta's hands hold onto yours gently pulling you back down "You are not going anywhere today my dear." Still too weak to fight it you lay back down snuggling into his body you feel his hands running through your hair once again relaxing you, "Thanks for taking care of me.." you mumble your head tucked into his chest slowly drifting to sleep to the rhythm of Shouta's heartbeat

#aizawa shouta #aizawa shōta #mha x reader #mha x reader comfort #bnha comfort #bnha x reader #aizawa x reader #aizawa x you #sick comfort #gender neutral reader #x reader #x reader comfort #comfort #reqs open #fanfiction #Spotify

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ryxiez · 1 year

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Not A Walk In the Park

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Genera ➛ angst (no part 2 yet)

Pairing ➛ idol!Yeonjun x nonidol!reader

Word Count ➛ 1.05k

Warnings ➛ swearing, yelling, belittling the reader, (other angst stuff). Nicknames like baby and my love.

AN: I don’t see myself writing a second part any time soon, so for now it’s going to be left open ended

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Fighting wasn't a usual occurrence between the two of you. Communication was something you both valued. You guys even took pride in being good at ever since your relationship started. However, that fact didn't seem to apply to today.

Things were said that either neither of you meant, the words thrown around almost as if they meant nothing. But, the sting was real.

It happened to be a long day for you, wanting nothing more than to curl up into your boyfriends arms for the rest of the night and sleep. It always helped you forget the rest of the world for a while when he would hold you tight.

On the other hand, Yeonjun seemed to have extremely different plans.

He himself had a long day but his consisted of constant vocal and dance rehearsal. He just wanted some time to himself to think. Not about anything in particular yet everything at the same time.

However, Yeonjun had trouble vocalizing that today. He was overstimulated and didn't know how to explain was he was feeling in sensible words. As a result things took an awkward turn.

You pushed the door to your shared apartment quickly, throwing your bag aside and kicking off your shoes like you usually do, letting out a deep sigh.

Yeonjun sat with his back to you on the couch, he had his hands in his lap and his head held down. His long black hair covering the look on his face. The news channel was on, but the volume was on mute, something that was very unusual.

To you it looked like your boyfriend could use some cuddles. Maybe you were a bit bias because you wanted them yourself, but when you threw your arms around him from behind, you thought nothing more of it.

On the other hand, he became agitated immediately, his posture straightening back up fast as he reached around himself to push you away.

"Baby?... What's the matter my love?" You were confused when you asked, walking around to the other side of the couch so you could see his face clearly.

You tried to reach out for his hands that were again placed in his lap balled up into fists, wanting to hold them for reassurance. But his face scrunched up in disgust.

He harshly swatted away your hands, "Why do you always have to be so fucking clingy all the time... jeez!" He said loudly with an exaggerated sigh as he stood up from the couch.

"Excuse me?" You asked defensively, your own emotions starting to bubble up as you took a step back from his towering figure.

"You heard me. Just fuck off and leave me alone, I'm tired. I don't need you making it worse like you always do." He grumbled, now walking away from you.

Now it was your turn to be upset, he couldn't just say things like that and expect everything to be all okay.

"Your not the only one who gets to have hard days around here Mr. 'I'm more Important"' you shot back.

You had to admit, you were being childish, but it was hard to think rationally when all your feelings started crumbling. You were only trying to be nice and this is how he repays you?

"See! There you go again, blaming me for everything! Last time I checked, your not the idol around here. You just work some god damn low life job and get away with it because your in a relationship with me." He yelled, rolling his eyes and continuing to walk to your shared bedroom. He slammed the door shut without another word.

You groaned in frustration after the loud slam reverberated through the house, he's never raised his voice at you before let alone insult you like that.

You didn't want to think anymore once you felt the tears already start to fill your water line. You knew you had to leave, at least for the night, swearing that you would suffocate if you stayed there any longer.

Putting on your shoes quickly, your adrenaline running fast, you made your way out of the apartment. you couldn't think straight as thoughts flooded your mind.

'I'm I annoyingly clingy?' 'Does he really think I'm just using him for money?' 'Does he think he's actually that much better than me?' And worst of all... 'Did he fall out of love?'

Letting your feet take the lead and your brain take a back row seat, you had no idea where you were going.

You had nowhere to go. Nobody to run to. You uprooted your whole life for Yeonjun, moving away from your family and friends so you both could find a place closer to his own job at the studio. He was the only safe space you knew., but he went and threw it all away with just a few words.

It was getting dark, but by now you had an idea of where you wanted to go. There was a park a few blocks away, a very beautiful one at that. One that you had many dates at with Yeonjun, but that's besides the point.

By the time you made it there, you weren't running anymore. Tears stained your cheeks and you were out of breath. You don't remember letting them fall because you tried to hold them back, but you felt better getting them out.

Finding a secluded bench, in the corner of a small flower field, you felt a little bit better curling up onto it. Your knees curled into your chest as the small lamp on the path illuminated the flowers around you. They calmed you momentarily until a sob escaped your throat when you remembered why you were here in the first place.

- To Be Continued

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bakubunny · 6 months

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when everything hurts too much, curling up in shota's arms is like going home. you can never describe it, the way being with one person can make all of the pain seem to dull for a little while, but it does. he doesn't wipe your tears. he doesn't offer consoling words. doesn't try to fix anything at all because that's never what you're asking for. no, shota holds you as a hand runs through your hair. he lets your tears run dry, places a kiss on the top of your head. he stays with you in silence, sits with you in the discomfort of pain because, stoic as he might be, he understands that sometimes, that's all you really need.

#aizawa shouta #aizawa shota #aizawa x reader #bnha x reader #x reader #bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #boku no hero #bakubunny #divider by benkeibear #aizawa comfort #bnha comfort #x reader comfort

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saelique · 11 days

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HARD DAYS, SWEET WORDS AND PHYSICAL TOUCH !¡

˚｡⋆୨୧˚ cw ノ fluff, physical touch, cuddles, reader has a hard day </3 NOT PROOFREAD prompt req by @little-miss-chaoss ! The one with hard day and cuddle sessio with Huuya pls because I'm in desperate need if that's okay 🥹 Love you and take care! <3

synopsis : nakahara chuuya is quite the smooth talker and the perfect boyfriend, isn’t he ?

”you’re being awfully clingy again.”

chuuya’s voice snaps you out of your own daydream, lifting your head up to look back at his pretty eyes.

“what ?”

“clingy. did you have a bad day or somethin’ ?” the executive stares down back at you, worry lacing his features. it’s obvious by the way his eyebrows are furrowed, his lips are almost in a pout and the way he sighs before bringing you back down his chest again, resulting in you making a hmph ! sound.

“is everything alright doll ?” he sighs, running his hands through your soft hair as you hum.

“just tired . . .” you mumble, the words muffled by his clothes. burrowing your face deeper into his chest. “I hate work.”

“do you want me to ask your boss or whatever for a break or whatever ?” you close your eyes and let out a deep breath. “dunno.” “hmm . . . let’s go on a date this sunday, yeah ? how does that sound darlin’ ?” he suggests, suppressing a yawn.

he hears you chuckle and you look up to him again, booping his nose. “go to sleep chuu, you’re tired.” “mm . . . not until you fall asleep.” chuuya gently kisses your forehead.

to be honest, if anyone was to tell you that this is the same man who’s practically a executive in a mafia, commited too many crimes, and probably tortured people you would call them a liar because there’s no way that they’re the same person.

you always think that he has different personalities at times.

”eh ? why ?”

“cause then how else would I get to see my pretty girl fall asleep ?”

#౨ৎ⋆˚｡⋆ : novels !#chuuya x reader fluff #x reader comfort #reader comfort #Chuuya x reader comfort #Bsd x reader fluff #X reader fluff #fluff #bungo stray dogs x reader fluff #bungo stray dogs #chuuya nakahara #Chuuya x you

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therealestgalthereis · 6 months

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EDDSWORLD X READER COMFORT

This was a req by @crystalwhisp

I wasn't sure of WHAT you wanted the reader to be ashamed of so i kinda left it blank, so its UP TO INTERPERTATION </3

Edd You were sitting on your bed, clutching your sides tightly. You felt like literal shit, unable to work on anything, not even having the energy to get out of bed. To be honest, you didn't feel like you deserved to get up anyways. Why did you deserve nice things? Tears rolled down your face, and you hiccupped through your gritted teeth. You weren't sure why your boyfriend, Edd, stayed with you so long. He was perfect, kind, sweet, extremely caring and funny, creative.. everything you thought you weren't. In your eyes, you were an emotional wreck, with too much baggage to function properly. Since you were so deep in your self-loathing, you hadn't even noticed your room door opening, or your boyfriend stepping in. "..Love?" Edd said, his tone concerned. Your head shot up to look at him through tear-filled eyes. "Edd?" as you spoke, your voice cracked, and was wobbly. Edd rushed over to you, hugging you tightly. "Oh, what happened?" He asked, gently rubbing circles on your back.

For the rest of the night, the two of you were in eachothers arms, Edd comforting you, telling you that you were deserving of love, deserving of anything, and everything nice. --------

Tom (It's gunna have the same start sorry :(( ) You were sitting on your bed, clutching your sides tightly. You felt like literal shit, unable to work on anything, not even having the energy to get out of bed. To be honest, you didn't feel like you deserved to get up anyways. Why did you deserve nice things? Tears rolled down your face, and you hiccupped through your gritted teeth. You couldn't even remember fully what had set off your sobbing. Maybe it was your family, something that happened, maybe you had bottled up your feelings for too long and it all spilled out. It didn't matter. You took a sharp gasp of air, trying to regain your breath. Your boyfriend, Tom, would be home soon - and you didn't want him to worry. Then, to your horror, the door opened, Tom stepping inside your room. "Hey, babe, I got the fuckin' uh.." He trailed off when he saw your crying, his 'eyes' widening a bit. Tom dropped the shopping bag and urgently ran to you, croutching down to be at your eye level, "What's wrong!?" He asked in a panic. Tom.. wasn't the best at comforting, since he always sought after a solution to what was bugging you. "I-- I'm sorry, it's nothing!" You said quickly, roughly rubbing your face with your sleeve. Tom's expression softened and he took your hands in his, "Hey, hey, I'm here for you, y'know.. you're my partner after all." You sobbed harder, hugging Tom tightly. He shushed you gently, playing with your hair. -----

Matt You were sitting on your bed, clutching your sides tightly. You felt like literal shit, unable to work on anything, not even having the energy to get out of bed. To be honest, you didn't feel like you deserved to get up anyways. Why did you deserve nice things? Tears rolled down your face, and you hiccupped through your gritted teeth. You felt like the scum of the Earth. To be honest, you wanted to see Matt, your boyfriend. He always knew how to make you feel better. With shaking hands, you grabbed your phone and texted him, asking him to come see you.

Within seconds, your door was flung open, and Matt ran to you, tackling you to your bed with a massive hug. "Sweets! What's wrong, I got your message!!" He began going into a frenzy of questions, kissing all over your face. "I will not have my lovely partner feel upset!" He declared, before grabbing your phone, putting on your favourite show. Matt set up the phone so you could see it, watching it with you as he held you close to him. ------------

Tord You were sitting on Tords lap, crying into his chest. He had found you sobbing in your room, and had brought you to his room, allowing you to cry as long as you needed to. He gently rubbed circles on your back, murmuring what you assumed were comforting words in Norwegian. He sweetly kissed the top of your head, "How about we get some sleep?" He suggested, lifting you up. He moved aside his blanket and laid you down, pulling the covers over you after he had gotten inside the bed beside you. Tord pulled you onto his stomache, having you lay on your stomache on him. He wrapped his arms around you, "I love you, sweets. Have a good sleep, my beautiful dove."

#eddsworld #ew tord #eddsworld tord #tord eddsworld #tord ew #eddsworld tom #tom ew #eddsworld x reader #matt ew #ew matt #ew edd #x reader comfort

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dreamsofjanuary · 1 year

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‘love’ | r.l

notes: inspired by everyone under the dealer!remus hashtag, i love everything there 🫶🏻🫶🏻

warnings: dealer!remus, reader is high (weed), slightly anxious!reader, pet names (love, baby), fluffy

the knock on the door made you jump. blinking slowly, you got up off of the sofa and made your way towards the door. you felt as though you were walking through cobwebs. a pleasant surprise - remus was at the door.

“hi, rem.” you said softly, wrapping your lazy arms around his torso before you could let him in the door.

“hi, baby. you alright?” he pulled away, holding you by the shoulders so he could get a good look at you. you didn’t look upset. in fact, he knew all too well what your heavy lidded eyes meant.

“‘m a bit high.” you confessed, playing with your jumper.

“i can see that.” he paused, waiting for you to speak, but you didn’t. “want to let me in?”

you nodded, stepping aside so that he could walk in and close the door behind him. wordlessly, he took your hand and led you to the sofa, plopping down with a sigh. immediately, you crawled into his lap, curling up with your head on his shoulder.

“‘m sorry.” you mumbled, playing with his fingers gently.

“why are you sorry?” he moved his head to look down at you.

“took your weed without asking.”

“i left some here for you, remember?” he was referring to the time he came over last week, and left some weed for you. “i just need you to tell me if you have some. but i’m not mad at you, love.”

“sorry.”

“it’s okay, love. i promise.” he craned his neck downwards so that he could kiss your forehead gently. his baby always worried too much.

#dealer!remus #remus lupin comfort #remus lupin x reader #remus lupin #remus lupin x you #remus lupin x y/n #remus x reader #remus x you #remus x y/n #x reader #x reader comfort #harry potter #the mauraders #maurauders x reader #maurauders era

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watatsumiis · 1 year

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Reader with chronic headaches series - Dottore edition

Yes. this is self indulgent. I deserve it because head hurty and i can just feel its gonna get worse. As bonkers as he is, i think he'd be a great person to have look after you when you're not well (provided you have a close bond with him). Be aware that this is heavily based off of my own experiences with chronic headaches and migraines (and what I do to look after myself when I have them), and is not indicative of everyone's experiences.

Content: Gender neutral reader (implied to have chronic headaches and/or migraines), pre-established platonic relationship with Dottore, just. general Dottore warning, he's a little creepy and likes to keep lists about people.

At first, he's weird about it. He's trying to note down your symptoms and figure out exactly what's wrong, giving you solutions that (surprise surprise) don't work. It would almost be sweet if you didn't know he saw you more as a puzzle to solve at this point.

The idea of chronic illnesses is like a challenge to this man, he's so annoying about it, constantly bothering you about your symptoms, asking you to chart your headaches, where you'd rate them on a scale of one to ten, etc., at this point, he's almost more of a headache than the headaches themselves.

Eventually though, he calms down a bit and starts being actually helpful. He's very observant, so he picks up on the common signals you give off when you've got a headache or a migraine coming on, even if you don't notice them yourself.

When he notices, he'll have someone wordlessly bring you a cool glass of water and your pain relief of choice, sometimes even offer to take over your more menial duties to remove some stress from you.

He takes careful note of what you do to help alleviate them and will replicate those actions, sometimes sternly ordering you around when you're continuing to try and push yourself further. Being of such a high rank, he's easily able to take advantage of it to give you a day or two off.

He'll usher you into a quiet, dark room with a nice cool temperature and a pile of blankets, making sure you're stocked up with plenty of water and your preferred brand of pain relief, while nattering away about what he thinks may be the root cause of your pain this time (as much as he tries to eliminate all potential causes, some still manage to slip through the cracks).

He's uncharacteristically tender with you when you're in pain, especially if he feels guilty for not noticing before it got as bad as it has. He's gentle and speaks in a soft, low voice that's both easy to understand and listen to even through the ringing in your ears.

Though he's used to how your symptoms manifest, it doesn't mean that he worries any less - he still checks up on you just a little too often, but he always tries extremely hard not to disturb you, especially if you decide to take a nap or have a lie down.

He makes sure you're extra stocked up with your favourite snacks, blankets and comfort items, and might even try to find you something simple to keep you entertained that isn't too much strain on your head if you get bored or restless (you're not sure where he got these colouring pages from, but they're well made!)

The amount of documentation he keeps on you is almost unnerving, there's enough there that, even when he's not around, there'll be someone who has been given a briefing and knows exactly what to do to help you.

Once you're feeling better, he scolds you if you overworked yourself or acted too stubborn, insisting that he's a doctor and you should listen to him.

Overall, he's a great person to have take care of you when you're not feeling a hundred percent. He's willing to field almost any request if it'll get you back up and feeling well again.

Please don't repost, steal, copy or otherwise plagarise my writing! This includes posting translations to other sites (without credit + permission).

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thehusbandoden · 19 days

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"Imoto" Alternative Ending -In love!Bakugo Katsuki x Heartbroken!Reader

A/n: it doesn't have a clear ending so call it how you'd like.

General info:

Genre: angst, comfort \\ wc: 442 \\ posted: 04/08/24

Summary:

Alternative ending, Izuku rejects you, leaving Bakugo to comfort you.

Tags: @garfieldthomas; @lemon-lav

Warnings!: rejection, unreciprocated love, unclear ending, oblivious reader, reader loves Izuku, Izuku loves Uraraka, Bakugo loves reader, jealousy, anger, possessiveness, a bit of Izucho, idk what else. Lmk if I miss any. <3

"Imoto" -Inlove!Bakugo Katsuki x Oblivious!Reader

“Are you sure this is going to work?” You whisper nervously, staring at the green-haired boy in the next room. He was talking to Uraraka, smiling shyly as he rambled about some new pro hero.

“Of course it will, now go.” Bakugo grunted, gently pushing you forward. You glance back at him hesitantly. He gives you a small smile, giving you the courage to proceed. You take a deep breath before walking into the next room.

You feel Bakugo’s crimson eyes boring into your back as you walk over to your childhood crush, Midoriya Izuku. He didn’t even notice you, continuing to ramble to the brunette. She had a bright blush on her cheeks, causing jealousy to stir in your stomach.

You mentally berate yourself for being ridiculous as you tap Izuku’s shoulder.

Bakugo’s pov:

Bakugo’s eyes narrow as he sees Deku chatting to round cheeks, his eyes lit up in joy. He clenches his fist as he realizes that your heart is about to be torn to shreds. He thinks about stopping you but knows that you need to find out... the hard way.

His eyes are lit up in rage as he watches you nervously tap his shoulder, shyly mumbling under your breath. After a few moments, Izuku seems to realize what’s happening, and quickly starts to backtrack.

After another minute, you slowly start to walk back towards Bakugo. His jaw is clenched as he meets you halfway, placing a hand on your shoulder to lead you out of sight. Once you’re away from everyone, you collapse into his arms.

He looks down at you protectively, wrapping his arms around you as he brings you to his chest, caressing your hair gently. “Shh it’s alright. He wasn’t worth your time anyways...” he gruffly whispers.

You don’t speak relying on him to support you- which he does. His mind races as he thinks of all the ways he’s going to get at the idiotic Izuku for breaking your precious heart.

“Shhh, it’s alright. I’m here, I’ll protect you. My y/n..”

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chuuyasfanboy · 5 months

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HII!! Could you do one with Dazai, Chuuya and Atsushi reacting to a reader who has one of those SHTWT accounts? It's a kind of strange request, but I've never seen anyone talk about it!!

I actually loved your blog, I'm currently hooked! <3

NOT a weird request at all! I dont have any social medias like this, but I interact with edtwt and have friends with both edtwt's and shtwt's, so I think I'm comfortable enough talking about the issue!

Now this may be very hypocritical of me BUT IF YOU ARE STRUGGLING MENTALLY PLEASE REACH OUT FOR HELP! Here's a link to a website with hotline numbers! Even if you cant get yourself to stop completely, please at least be save enough to keep living. Love you all mwah<3

https://www.pleaselive.org/hotlines/

Definitely didn't skip a matchup request to write this... Promise I'll get to you soon other person! I've had some ideas in mind heheheh

Dazai, Chuuya, and Atsushi (Seperate) x shtwt!Reader

Tw: Sh tw, mentions of edtwt in the ooc lol, spoilers dazai totally has a shtwt too</3

Dazai Osamu

Starting off with the worst reaction

Why is he the worst, you ask?

He has one too!

He totally followed you by accident because he just found this all so inspirational. And then you posted a tweet with the same joke you'd made earlier that day.

And oh he knew.

He's mad, but mostly because you never told him you were struggling.

He's the one who's supposed to be masking his emotions, damn it!

(I'm not sure if shtwt is the same way, but i know edtwt is chock full of motivational disgusting food images posting! I'm making those assumptions that its similar lol)

He definitely tries to convince you to get help, and he feels really bad for not actually being that worried.

He trusts you to keep yourself safe enough and so eventually he just gives up on the notion altogether

It doesnt take long for the two of you to be a bit more open with it all

He finally shows you whats under those bandages

It's worse than you think.

You're the one who convinces him to properly treat his cuts, and after enough bothering, you finally let him treat you the same.

Late nights when the two of you cant sleep, and he comes over.

The both of you in each others arms, disinfectant and fresh rolls of bandages discarded on the nightstand

While he may not be the one you go to for support, he definitely wont judge you for anything, not even a bit

And if you do decide to finally get help, he's there to cheer you on

Dont be fooled though, he wont be changing his ways at all

Good luck getting this stinker to find value in himself!

Chuuya Nakahara

He's got the best reaction, by far

He's trying not to judge you, really

It's not something he's ever had to struggle with these things, and the furthest he can really give you is an absurd amount of sympathy

The little experience he does have comes from his years with Dazai in the port mafia, but that was a long time ago and he hasnt had to think of it since

It brings up old memories...

You'd left it open on a private tab one night, and he found it when you asked him to look up something

He's about ready to cry, really, but he's strong

For you

He encourages you to get help, professional help

And if you decline, he doesnt push it much further

Instead, he offers you help directly

He cofiscates your razors the best he can, but he soon finds you manage to get them anyway

So he comprimises

When you forget to clean them, he does it for you

Buys you disinfectant and fresh bandages every time he knows youre running low, keeps your first aid stocked

Things like that

He politely asks to not be shown any fresh wounds, twitter post or not, and does his best not to think about the fact you post these things so openly and he hadn't even known

If you do decide to seek help, he's the most supportive.

He keeps you on your recovery plan, holds you close if you relapse, and never passes a single word of judgement your way

He's here for you, always

Atsushi Nakajima

Akutagawa found it before he did

Atsushi was told, immediately

He PANICS, and as soon as he sees you he pulls you aside

And he just cries into your arms

You're left so confused like?

What????

He understands why you didnt tell him, and he doesnt blame you for it

But he's still pretty upset

Moreso with himself than you

Again, like the other two, you'd been posting pictures of it all online and he had to be told!

He insists you get help, and he wont let up on it

Reminds you every day after a nicely times good morning text

"If you're feeling down make sure you call somebody before you do anything, okay?"

He's practically on his hands and knees begging you to unfollow the shtwt's you've bombarded your feed with

Suddenly he's terrified of looking over your shoulder at your phone, but also so afraid every time he isnt

He's really not good at sorting it out, his brain is scrambled and he's panicked every time he thinks about it

But he really does try hard to stay positive

And while one or two things he says may unintentionally come off as judgement, a good majority of his opinions on the topic is really just trying to get you help

He makes an alt account just to keep tabs on your shtwt

Its really obvious, made a day ago and following only you

You don't tell him that though<3

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nyctorune · 9 months

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Leo Tsukinaga x Gn! Reader that goes through depressive episodes

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Synopsis: You are a person who goes through depressive episodes. Sweet, sweet Leo hates watching you have to go through these episodes, so he tries to help whenever he can.

Tw? Depression

Author Note: Been going through the ringer a bit, and what better to help than to write a little comfort with best boy Leo~

Writing Style: Head Cannons

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- Leo has been there before. When you feel like the world is closing in on you and there’s no escape…. When you feel lost and hurt, like nothing will work and no one will/can help.

- It’s a horrible feeling. Leo can only imagine what it must be like for you. Having to go through it regularly…. Leo hates it. It’s not fair!!! Why you?!? You should be the happiest person ever!!! The whole world should be praising and loving you!! He sees your worth, so why can’t anyone else?!? They’re all stupid!

- The two of you hang out, laugh, mess around, annoy Izumi. It’s fun! Leo loves it, and it seems you do too! He is a genius after all~ why wouldn’t you love hanging out with him?! Leo’s attentive. You learned that well before you two got close. He was quick to pick up on your emotions… And the warning signs of a depressive episode. When he sees that beautiful spark start to fade away a bit, he knows it’s coming.

- When it hits, Leo’s already with you. He hugs you, holding you close and tight. He tells you it’ll all be okay, that he’s here, that he’ll never leave your side. He knows you probably won’t listen or believe him, but he says it anyways. He knows that deep down, you believe him. He lays the two of you down, cuddling up to you as he lets you feel whatever you’re feeling.

- He rubs your back, your shoulder, the back of your head, wherever you want! He smiles gently, his voice calm and soft. On occasion, he hums your favorite song. It doesn’t matter who made it, he will gladly hum or sing it to you. Your happiness is the most important thing to him now. He finds your favorite/one of your favorite blankets and wraps it around you like a burrito. If you have one, he finds your favorite/one of your favorite plushies and puts it in your arms.

- “I love you, and I’ll never stop loving you, y/n.” He whispers in your ear. He pulls you close, holding you close. You can hear his heartbeat. Slow, calm, and rhythmic. He plays with your hair as you sleep. He doesn’t leave your side, not even for a second. He’s there for you. He’ll protect you, he’ll keep you safe, he’ll do anything for you… Just to make you smile.

- He loves you. He refuses to stop loving you. No matter what. You are his and he is yours. Please believe that! And if you can’t, he’ll smile. It’s okay, everything is okay. Nothing but you matters, so please don’t force yourself to say or feel anything. Let it all out, he’s here. He’ll always be here, no matter what.

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