It's somewhat just hitting me as I walk out of my room at 4am that cookie is gone for good...
They were a pet and if I'm being honest, I never feel that close to pets but they were around for years and years... now they're gone, I don't have that little companion who wanders out sleepily in the morning to sit with me or comes and lays beside me at my computer and gives company of some sort.
I don't selfishly have that little piece of my life in the house to share with others, which is one of the only things I could share that was nice for people. That makes me feel a little more worthless too.
I don't like losing things, even when I'm undeserving of anything nice...
I took what might be last ever picture for an important person that is probably only mostly important from my end, I wish my long gone bestfriend got to see them too.
I got to say bye though when they were sent off to be put down peacefully, I just sat at my computer playing my games normally, just being a waste of life, hoping that I was at least doing helpful stuff on a server for friends.
I wish I could be numb to loss of any kind but truthfully, how can I be if I can't even be over what I've already lost years before...
I only deserve to lose things.
I doubt me being gone would impact anyone even a little... I've already been removed from others forcefully before, nobody valued gets that done to them.
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Sukuna looks at you in absolute disbelief. Had the words you just spoke been uttered by someone else, he would have laughed his heart out at how pathetic they are. But you’re not pathetic. You’re insane for saying this to him.
‘I love you.’ The words ring in his mind. You spoke them so casually and fearlessly, your fingers tracing the cursed marks on his chest as your head lay upon it. You can feel his fingers, which were upon your shoulder, tightening their grip.
“You are a foolish woman.” He scoffs, looking down at you. But the truth is, he felt like a fool upon letting you so close to him. Out of all people you could have said this to, you chose him as the victim of your love?
You pout as you look at him, chin propping upon his chest as you look at him. “Yes I am.” You reply, “I am foolish. Deal with it.”
He looks at you in disbelief and scoffs again. He doesn’t deserve it. He has been unloved for so long that he can’t even comprehend what would make you love him. He’s only ever lived for himself. For his pleasure and displeasure. He said he kept you around as you amused him. But was that truly the case anymore?
“What makes you assume I’m worthy of your affection?” His voice is laced with coldness, reflecting the deficiency of love. He always thought he knew everything — but he’s frustrated at the warmth blooming within his chest. He can’t understand it.
You look at him again, a soft smile upon your lips, “I think…you’re the only man worthy of my affection.” Your fingers have now moved to trace his other side of the face—the one which people would normally consider hideous. His expression is unreadable as he holds your hand, stopping you and your soothing touch.
“Why is that?”
You sigh, maneuvering your hand to interlace your fingers with his, bringing it close to your lips to press a soft kiss upon it. The hands of a monster is what they were, but were reduced to an object of affection in your presence.
“Because no one deserves love more than the monster created by the lack of it.”
Your response leaves him silent for quite a few seconds. It was an uncommon sight to see the king of curses so speechless. A few seconds in, a deep chuckle escapes his lips and he flicks your forehead.
“Truly a foolish woman.” He ruffles your hair, causing you to pout angrily.
Maybe you were right. Maybe he’d let you love him. Maybe he understands what that unexplainable warmth within his heart was now. And maybe you knew too. Maybe that would be his downfall, or maybe even his greatest strength.
He doesn’t know yet. He doesn’t fully understand it. So he simply pulls you close, allowing your head to rest on his chest once more.
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How do you think the companions would be with a tiefling gn Reader who's insecure about their horns and tail / just in general being a tiefling? Idm which companions!
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How would they react to a tiefling Tav who's insecure about being a tiefling?
(Little note, I personally love tieflings, I think they're so pretty)
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: ̗̀➛ ASTARION
“Oh, poor thing, you’re gorgeous! Whoever told you weren’t? My, you’re simply the prettiest little tiefling I’ve ever had the pleasure to see, and trust me, darling, I have seen many.”
Baffled that this would be something you’d be ashamed about. I mean, he’d tell you to your face if you were hideous but he hasn't now has he?
He doesn't quite understand what's there to be insecure about, you look just fine in his eyes but if you need his honest opinion then he’ll give it to you.
He thinks tieflings are fascinating in their own right.
With long curled horns, rigid skin, and a gaze as intense as the fiery pits of hell, you’re not exactly the worst thing he's seen.
He’s not a poet but he’d show you how much he adores every inch of your body to prove just how stunning you are in his eyes.
Damn anyone who says otherwise, he’d reject the heavens in favor of a more hellish embrace that comes in your shape.
He really likes touching your horns/grabbing onto them, he’d never explain why but the texture of them under his cold fingertips is something he pleasantly enjoys.
: ̗̀➛WYLL
“Love, you are above the heavens itself. No angel could compare to the warmth I have found in your every touch. You’re someone I am proud to call my lover, horns and all.”
He gets it, I mean he was turned into some sort of devilish fiend by his wretched patron.
He understands how it could make anyone feel insecure. The horns feel heavy, your skin isn't as smooth as most, and there are cases in which people easily judge you for what you are.
Though, are those reasons to make him love you any less? Absolutely not.
You looked at his transformed self and still chose to love him, so of course he’d do the same for you. In fact, he loves you even more now.
He’d call you beautiful in every way he knows how, concealing each thought of you in words that all come to praise everything that you are and more.
Besides, there's something rather poetic about two devils dancing in the moonlight.
Would compliment every part of your body you feel the most insecure about on a daily basis so that perhaps someday you’d love yourself the same way he loves you.
He’d fall in love with you and those fiery eyes again and again if he could. You hold his heart.
: ̗̀➛GALE
“No magic can compare to the spell you’ve cast upon me. Akin to a moth drawn to a flame, I will gladly fall into your fiery embrace.”
Upset that you view yourself in such a way.
He understands that a bad light is often shed amongst tieflings but he didn't think it would affect you to this degree.
He’s completely in love with every bit of you, he can't bear seeing you hate yourself like this.
If anything, this gives him more of a reason to praise you more, going above and beyond to make you feel like the god/goddess he sees in his eyes.
He’d speak in loving whispers about each and every part of your body so that not an inch of you goes unloved.
He loves staring into your eyes, they dilate and pulse in a way that bewitches him to a point where he’d rather meet your gaze than look up at the stars.
You could describe yourself in the most downright horrendous way possible and he’d still look at you with the most smitten expression you've seen a man hold.
He’ll help you get over your insecurities little by little, doing everything he can to make you see yourself as the specialty you are.
: ̗̀➛KARLACH
“What?! Why would you be? You’re only the greatest thing that's ever happened to me! The hottest thing to come into my life! You’re amazing.”
I mean she gets it, there's a dark stigma around tieflings that she faced herself. For a long while, she was seen as this brutish devil who’d kill children!
But tieflings can be cool, she thinks tieflings can and are badass! There's nothing else like them.
Would constantly reassure you that there's nothing you should be ashamed about, you’re amazing as hell and she loves you for it.
Fuck anyone who tries to slander you for who you are, she’d gladly set them ablaze.
The constant heat she feels on a daily basis is nothing compared to the burning feeling you give her. It makes her go weak at the knees.
Very direct about how much she loves the way you look, it's impossible for anything she says to be a lie.
She’d scream it out loud for the hell of it, making sure all of Faerûn knew how gorgeous you were with all your devilish little features.
She thinks the tail and horns are hot, nothing you say can make her ever think otherwise.
She’ll love you until every part of her body burns into ash in the hopes that by then, you will have learned to love yourself.
: ̗̀➛SHADOWHEART
“Hm. Well, I suppose we all have our own insecurities… if it makes you feel any better, I think… no. I know you’re beautiful. You’re beyond every loving word I could ever use to describe you.”
Surprised by this but she doesn't take it against you. Instead, she’ll find her own little ways of helping you out of your insecurities.
The stigma around tieflings is bad but it is something she herself can relate to with once being a follower of the goddess Shar and the misconceptions that come with it.
Gentle reassurances of your appearance and her love for you would constantly come unprompted.
She’d notice you sadly staring at your horns in a reflection and she wouldn't hesitate to walk up to you and remind you about how pretty they are.
If she sees you scratching and your rigid skin, she’d come up to you and gently take your hand into hers, proudly confessing how much she adores your skin.
She wouldn't bombard you with compliment after compliment but she'd certainly be there if the self-hate gets too much.
She would carefully drag you out of that darkness just as you did for her.
She’d gently drag her fingertips across your horns and every rigid part of your skin, entangling her hand into your tail if not for a simple display of affection.
There's not a single part of you she hasn't come to adore and she’ll make sure that in time, you’ll come to adore those parts of you too.
: ̗̀➛LAE’ZEL
“Insecure? How could someone like you be ‘insecure’? Your mind has no place for such degrading thoughts. You’re better than that.”
She doesn't quite grasp the concept of being ‘insecure’ about something other than it being a sign of weakness hence her confusion at first.
She sees you as a brilliant warrior, someone she deeply admires, how do you find yourself hating anything about yourself?
She sees no reason for your self-loathing and may across as rudely direct such as telling you to simply move past it.
But soon enough she’ll realize how much these ‘insecurities’ of yours may be affecting you and go out of her way to try a different approach.
She’ll start off by saying how being a tiefling doesn't make you any weaker or lower than anybody else, in fact, you are more than worthy of praise and respect.
She believes every part of you is attractive, you’d never have to worry about her ever falling out of love for you.
Besides, aren't tiefling’s fire resistant? That's another thing you should be proud of, some do not have the privilege of being able to withstand strong flames.
It's mostly listing every advantage your body holds against others before ever so subtly squiggling in an actual sweet compliment that she sort of hopes you don't pick up on.
She couldn't have asked for a better partner, you are far better than anything she could have wished for and she wouldn't have you in any other way.
: ̗̀➛HALSIN
“Nature has built you in the shape of beauty, my heart, every part of you was intended to be loved. Even the prettiest of roses are put to shame in you’re presence.”
He looks more hurt than you by the newly found information.
He believed nature had made all its creatures perfect to every single degree, that includes you.
He could hardly bear hearing you degrade yourself in such a way, not when you’re the most precious thing he's ever laid his eyes upon.
He’d have to sit you down, and allow both of you to discuss your insecurities and where they could have possibly stemmed from.
After which he goes on an entire monologue about how deeply infatuated he is with you and everything that you are, horns and tail included.
If anything, he thinks your horns and tail are adorable. You’re the very peak of beauty in a world filled of glorious things.
He’ll compliment and praise every part of yourself you've come to hate until you’re a speechless, blushing mess.
Try convincing him otherwise and you might as well faint from the amount of sweet little whispers he’d be sending your way.
There is no way he's letting you get away from this without feeling like the most loved thing on this planet.
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