#emergency request

[doumadono]

Emergency request!!

Hii! How are you?? Hope you doing well! 💕

If you comfortable, can you write some jik or bnha character comforting me? I was (tw alert) r4p3d earlier this year after an college trip and I'm still recovering 🫠

You can ignore if you not comfortable enough 💕

Wishing you an Happy Christmas and New Year!

Nanami & Gojo with s/o who was raped - headcanons

A/N: I'm so saddened to hear that you went through such a traumatic experience. It takes immense strength to share something so difficult, and I want you to know that I'm here to support you in any way you need. Your recovery is a journey, and it's okay to take the time you need

JUJUTSU KAISEN EMERGENCY REQS

Nanami

Understanding the weight of the situation, Nanami might initially choose to stay silent, offering a reassuring presence without pressuring for details.

Upon discovering the harrowing truth about what she endured, Nanami's fury surges, his blood boiling with anger.

Struggling to contain his own tears, the weight of regret bears heavily on him. His cherished, precious girl has had her dignity stolen, and the realization that he couldn't shield her in that moment pains him deeply.

A profound sense of self-directed anger takes hold as Nanami berates himself for not being there when she needed protection. In the midst of this turmoil, he makes a solemn promise to himself — a commitment to eradicate those responsible for the unspeakable harm inflicted upon her.

After a moment, Nanami would express genuine concern, reassuring his girlfriend that he's there to support her in any way she needs. "I'm here, I'm here," he whispers.

Nanami might offer a subtle but comforting touch, such as holding her hand or placing a reassuring hand on her shoulder.

Nanami would validate her feelings, letting her know that whatever emotions she's experiencing are completely valid and understandable.

Nanami would be patient, allowing her to speak at her own pace and share as much or as little as she feels comfortable with.

When she's not around, Nanami paces restlessly across the room, his mind consumed with thoughts of retribution against those who caused harm to her. "They'll fucking pay," he whispers to himself.

Gojo

Gojo would encourage open communication, letting her know that he's ready to listen without judgment whenever she's ready to talk.

Gojo might use physical affection as a way to comfort, offering hugs or holding her close to convey a sense of safety. "I'm here, babygirl, no one is going to hurt you ever again."

Sensing when she needs a break from the heaviness of the situation, Gojo might suggest a temporary escape, like watching a movie or taking a walk.

Gojo would assertively promise to do whatever it takes to ensure her safety and well-being, instilling a sense of security.

Gojo would gently assure his girlfriend, "I promise you, babe, I'm going to find those responsible for causing you this pain. No one gets away with hurting someone I care about."

She looks up at him, her eyes reflecting a mix of vulnerability and gratitude. "Satoru, I… I don't want you to do anything reckless."

He places a reassuring hand on her shoulder, offering a comforting smile. "Don't worry, sweetheart. I won't do anything reckless, but I won't let them go unpunished either. We'll make sure justice is served."

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[meowzfordayz]

Hello, if I may, could I ask for an emergency request, please? I screwed up one of my finals (the only one of my class to do so), so now I'm going to have to retake the course next semester without any of my friends and it will overall just set me back, so I have been in the dumps and whatnot. So, maybe a soft smut with Gyomei comforting a reader that just feels like a giant screw up that can't do anything right, please? I know this is very specific, you of course don't have to write it if it makes you feel uncomfortable!

Hihi! ☺️ That sucks. 😭 Finals are difficult and stressful, and it's disappointing when hard work doesn't pay off. 😖 I failed my orgo chem final this past spring semester 😬 (my way of reassuring you that you're not alone), but fortunately the class was structured so that if you did well in the other assignment categories, then you could still earn a B (which I did). 😅 Really frustrating tho that that class structure doesn't seem like it was an option for you; I'm sorry for the setback. 😕 On that note, I hope nurture provides a lil comfort for you, albeit I admit it's more generic-soft-smut than anything specific (I alllso got ~carried away toward the end 🙃😏 carried away, translation: horny LMAO). Hang in there; you've got this! 🥺🖤

nurture

Himejima Gyomei x Reader

Word Count: ~800

CW: 18+NSFW, cream!pie, explicit language, Fem!Reader, oral

Song Inspo: Nurture by Sabrina Claudio Suggestion Fulfilled: My kitten~ May I request SFW/NSFW for my Husband. The big guy? // Could I please ask for intimate fluff? Just something to make a hopeless romantic feel fuzzy inside. Of course I'm going to ask for Gyomei, but part of me wants to see how you'd write Sanemi for this, but I digress. I have been audio stimming to a song s of late Nurture By Sabrina Claudio, and with this song in mind, can you write fluff to it for Gyomei?

“Does this feel okay?” Gyomei whispers into the curve of your collarbone, warm lips raising goosebumps across your glistening breasts, towels tossed haphazardly beside you.

Nodding slightly, you tangle your fingers through his soft, damp hair, ass seated on the edge of the bed, his strong body between your legs, gentle hands resting on your hips as he makes his way downward.

“And this?” he murmurs, nipping lightly at your skin, tongue gliding smoothly toward your nipple, collecting the lingering moisture from the shower.

“Almost there,” you chuckle breathlessly, stifling a giggle when his knees crack as he squats lower, fingers moving to cradle his chin before he continues his ministrations, “You’re beautiful.”

“As are you,” he promptly replies, nuzzling into your palm, “So beautiful.”

You smell beautiful as his hands grip your thighs, spreading them so tenderly that your shy protest fizzles as soon as it surfaces. Delicately, he brushes his thumb over your folds, touch so light you hear yourself whining, your fingers returning to his hair to tug him closer, to ask, beg, demand for, “More.” Again, he brushes his thumb over your folds, this time with enough pressure to elicit a low gasp when he passes your clit. Patiently, he repeats his motion, playing so carefully and sweetly, ignoring the hardness between his own legs as he gradually teases a familiar stickiness from your aching sex.

You taste so beautiful as your grip on his hair relaxes, enabling him to stand, his movements slow and easy to follow as he guides you further onto the bed, spreading your thighs once more as he settles himself comfortably below you, rutting into the mattress while his tongue slides against your inner thigh. “Gonna cum for me before I fuck you.” A statement as tantalizing as it is a guarantee, his favorite form of foreplay laid out before him as he kisses your folds, deft fingers resting at your entrance — a pleasurable promise. Methodically, he laps at your clit, messy and enthusiastic, savoring the tang of your essence, the satisfaction of your trembling; seemingly never tiring, pace impressively steady; slipping one Oh, then two F-fuck, eventually three fingers Gyomei! into your eager hole; well aware of the preparation necessary for penetration to be enjoyable.

You feel so beautiful as your eyes roll backward, the sounds of your orgasm muffled as your thighs clamp around his head, clit swollen beneath his tongue, fingers struggling to curl as you clench tightly. “Feel good?” he smirks as you push weakly at his forehead, changing his position to hover above you, heat emanating from his body even as he supports his own weight, barely grazing you, “Need time to rest?” the tip of his cock smearing precum against your pussy, jabbing lazy and heavy. “M’good, want to feel you,” you mumble happily, woozy from your climax, marveling at the tension in his muscles as you hold onto his triceps, “Fill me up, ‘kay?”

Laughing quietly, Gyomei’s expression darkens, groaning when you suck on your fingers and then reach down to guide his cock into your pussy. He’s unable to shove himself as immediately and fully into you as he’d like, head too bulbous and girth too thick, resigned to a painstakingly slow and torturous process of shallowly thrusting himself in further and further, your sharp inhales and stuttered moans doing little to help his thinning control.

“You don’t disappoint, do you?” you tease playfully, interrupting yourself with a whimper as he grinds himself even deeper into you, wincing at the delicious flash of pain as he nudges your cervix.

“‘Course not,” he mutters, control now dangerously frayed at the needy strain in your voice, broad shoulders hunched over you as he begins a punishing rhythm.

“Told me to fill you up,” hissing at the frantic scratching of your nails across his back as you’re caught off guard by his sudden wave of strength and desire, his muscles flexing.

“So I’m going to stuff your pretty pussy with my cock, gonna have you shaking, cumming, screaming my name, pleading for respite,” balls tightening at your wanton and willing submission, drowning in the feeling of your heat, the slick of your pussy, the sound of air being fucked from your lungs.

“But you won’t get any respite,” he warns, tone adoring and gentle despite the lewdness of his words, “There’s no respite for either of us ‘till I’m able to hear the squelch of my cum dripping out of you, ‘till I have to change the sheets ‘cause you’re leaking everywhere. Might have to plug you up with my fingers, or fill you up again if you lose too much, if I stretch you out too much to keep my cum in.”

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[dreaming-of-lu]

I'm not sure if you still do emergency requests, so feel free to delete this if you don't right now, but basically, I have a bad anxiety disorder and get panic attacks somewhat often. Today, though, I had a pretty big one after a final exam.

did you know if you get stressed enough, you'll get physically sick cause I didn't

So would it be alright to ask for wild comforting reader when they're stressed. Sorry if I got it wrong and emergency requests are closed

Of course, I hope you're feeling way better, doll. 💚💚

There was so much to do in a little amount of time. Well, it felt like it. Twilight needed a hand packing the rest of the equipment up on Epona; Warriors asked if you could quickly patch a hole in his beloved blue scarf; Wild and Time needed someone to get provisions before the entire group headed out.

The stress was building every so often that you had to take small breaks before diving back into the frenzied mess that overtook you. Wind tripped and scrapped his knee; Hyrule was nowhere to be found, so the veteran took off to find him along with Sky. You could barely breathe with the list, which kept compiling things onto itself. The knot inside your stomach kept twisting and moving to the point of pain, building up continuously to where you felt like you were about to throw up.

"Hey," the voice was gentle, "breathe with me, okay?"

Breathe? Oh.

Air flooded your lungs.

"That's it; keep doing what I'm doing." Fingers ran deftly through your hair, a repetitive motion that kept you stable as you came to control the breathing to a slow. Blearily blinking to see calm aquamarines staring with such focus, furrowed brows, and a slight frown that lifted into a relieved smile.

"Wild?"

"Hey there, wildberry," He presses a kiss against the back of your hand, "what's going on inside that pretty head of yours?"

"I just," you heavily sighed, "everything is stressing me out right now, and I don't know wh-"

"Okay, how about this I handle the big things, and you deal with the smaller stuff, okay?"

"Are you sure?"

"Absolutely," he placed a small kiss against your forehead this time, "don't feel ashamed to take a step back to calm your mind, wildberry. We don't want to have you sick like last time, do we?"

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[duckymcdoorknob]

Hi ducky can I please have an emergency request? can u write a story for a y/n who keeps her emotions in bc every time she tries to tell someone someone else complains about something.

and I think u started watching black clover so can u write it with luck and magna ? either together or separate is okey.

thank u 💔

Yes you sure can.

Bumping this one up bc I’m really feeling this hardcore rn

I may make this kinda self-indulgent with the issues y/n is facing???

My dms are open if you wanna vent! I’m here for you, anon. 💜💜💜💜

CW BELOW THE CUT: none.

Luck Voltia and Magna Swing

Things weren’t going too well for you, there’s no way to hide that fact.

From whatever it was, your day was poisoned by unhappiness, and you didn’t know what to do to aid it.

Of course, you refused to let any of the other bulls in on how you were feeling. It was especially difficult to keep Asta from pestering you; the kid is very attentive.

“Show. Never tell.” Is what you would tell yourself, forcing the feelings back into a tiny box.

You tried so hard to keep your face up as you walked through the base, but most days it was impossible to get anything besides a hopeless frown.

When asked how you were, you shrugged it off, merely explaining that you just have a “resting sad face”

Many believed you, nodding with an “ohh” while walking away.

But Magna we’re not buying into any of your nonsense. The two would exchange worried glances at your excuses.

When the team slowly gathered together in the living room after dinner, you were not doing great whatsoever. Your mood was sour, and you were barely focused on anything.

“Hey, everything alright?” Asta asked as he sat next to you. “You didn’t eat at dinner, and usually you have a great appetite.”

You sighed with a broken smile, “To be honest I’m-“

“Oh my god, Asta, did you see what Yami had me doing today? I didn’t get a break once! I’m so tired of being his wheels all the time,” Finral whined as he plopped down next to the anti-magic user.

To your dismay, everyone gathered around their senior to listen to his tale of woe, leaving you behind and ignored again.

You stand up and retreat to your bedroom, leaving without a single word.

You didn’t have much time alone before there was a gentle knocking on your door. “(Y/N)? Can we come in?” It was Luck’s voice…?

You didn’t reply, instead burying your head into your pillow. You heard their bickering through the door.

“Looks like we’re doing this the hard way-“

“Magna no! They didn’t give us permission to come in-“

“And what if something happened to them?? Would you rather us stand out here and do nothing when-“

“You need to respect their wishes!”

“You can come in,” you say stoically, not moving from your previous position.

The door opens slowly, revealing the two bulls.

“Hey, careful doing that,” Magna quickly made his way over to your bed, turning your head toward them. “You’ll suffocate if you don’t leave room for air.”

“Whatever…” you murmur, eyes glazed over.

“(N/N),” Luck begins, “Are you okay?”

You sit upright to greet them “Yeah I’m-“

“No, like actually okay,” he interrupts, moving to sit next to you.

There’s a solemn silence…

“Hey, (N/N), tell us what’s going on, kid,” Magna hums as he brushes a few stray hairs out of your face, sitting on your other side.

They wait with baited breath for your reply, worry evident in their eyes.

“I’m not okay… and I don’t know what to do,” you finally confess in a sotto-voce tone.

Both put a supportive hand on your back or shoulder, listening carefully.

“Everything is falling apart… and I-I’m not sure what to do. I’m usually g-good at fixing things but…” you laugh a bit in pitifulness, “I can’t even fix myself.”

“You don’t have to fix yourself; that’s why we’re here,” the mowhawked mage mutters, squeezing your shoulder gingerly.

“But what if I can’t be fixed? What if I have to live like this every day?”

“Nothing lasts forever,” Luck’s sweet voice chimes. “Time won’t stop whenever you feel sad, it will keep moving and you’ll be forced to feel better.”

“It feels so hopeless… nobody cares…” you whisper

“That’s not-“ he attempts.

“It is true. The moment Fin complained, everyone turned to listen to him instead. I don’t feel heard or respected… I don’t-“ tears start to fill your eyes “I feel so alone.”

“Hey,” Magna’s low voice sounds, “You are far from alone…” he wipes a falling tear with his thumb. “You have people who love you and are willing to support you every step of the way.”

“Yeah!” A quiet cheer of approval left the lightning mage. “You know how much we love you, and we would do anything for you to feel like yourself again.”

The flame mage gets in front of you, locking your eyes. “Tell us anything that’s on your mind… what’s making you feel like less than you are? Anything is fair game, don’t be afraid.”

You look around at their concerned faces once more, and suddenly everything falls apart. Your shoulders heave up and down as your body is wracked with the sobs you’ve been keeping hidden.

As you wail loudly, the two instantly move in to hug you. Magna cradles your head against his chest while Luck hugs around your torso and lays his head on your lap.

The two wordlessly cling onto you as you spill your tale of woe. Many—having heard your pained cries— attempt to check in multiple times. Magna shooed them instantly, shooting a death glare to anyone who tried to enter.

When you finally finished, you slumped downward, resting in their loving embrace. “Thank you…”

“Anytime, kid… anytime.” Magna whispered as he pats your shoulder.

When no response was given from the Cherry berserker, the two of you look down to notice that he had fallen asleep on your lap.

And for the first time that day, you started laughing.

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[sunatooru]

Hey, I saw the request about the haikyuu boys taking care of their s/o that’s having nausea and stomach aches due to social anxiety. I was wondering if I could request the same thing but with, Tendou, Ushijima, Sugawara, and Tanaka.

Hello, really sorry this is coming out so late but hope it still helps. My writers block is really bad rn so I had to miss out Sugawara.

Warnings: anxiety and feeling sick/overwhelmed

Tendou

* He realised you were feeling anxious when you gripped his hand tighter

* He knew he had to bring you somewhere quiet and away from the crowds quickly

* Once he found a place, he would rub your back gently, letting you grip his hand until your hold lessens

* He’ll whisper words of encouragement to get you to relax

* “It’s ok baby.” “Take your time to relax” “I’ll stay with you until you feel ready to move.”

* He knows how it feel to feel like everyone is watching you and feel overwhelmed with anxiety

* So he doesn’t rush you and let’s you calm down before kissing your forehead and taking you home

Ushijima

* He’s very aware of his surroundings

* He could feel a shift in your mood instantly, quickly taking a glance at your face and noticing the stressed and overwhelmed expression on your face

* You try to smile at him but he sees behind it

* He softly holds your hand and guides you through people, using his body as your shield, and finding a quiet cafe to sit in

* when you’ve sat down he goes to order your favourite drink, glancing back at you every few second to make sure you’re ok

* He comes back with your drink and sits quietly with you until you relax

* “Do you feel better? I can get you something to eat too.” He suggests but you shake your head

*”No? Ok then we’ll stay here until you’re ready to leave.” He nods his head and rubs your hand gently, letting you know he’s there for you.

Tanaka

*he’s very attentive to your needs

*always making sure he has his eye on you and even more in crowded areas

*when he feels you tense up and sees your face blank out, he knows he needs to get your attention on him

*”Baby, focus on me ok? I got you. Just focus on me and breathing.”

*He opens up his jacket to act as a shield as you try to level your breathing, telling you you’re doing well but not saying too much to overwhelm you

*he keeps his arms spread until you wrap your arms around his waist

* he can feel you’re a little cold from the anxiety and closes his arms so his jacket wraps around you

*”You did well baby. Let’s stay here a bit and keep you warm”

*he kisses your forehead and hugs you a little tighter

*and he definitely gives a dirty look at anyone who looks at you both weirdly

~

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[mrskokushibo]

Hiyaaa, luv 💞 I'd like to utilize the opportunity you provided through your emergency request option, if that's alright. I've been dealing with a severe bout of influenza lately, and due to my severe issues with cll and anemia, even the subtlest symptoms are truly killing me 😭 Would it be possible for me to request a scenario featuring either Gojo or Sukuna providing comfort to their s/o (she/her pronouns) who is also feeling very unwell? Buziaki 🥰💟

He Will Make you Feel Better

Gojo x reader (Marcianna)

Emergency Request:

Thank you for the request. Get well, my beloved friend 💞.You bring joy and light to our lives with your talent and interactions 💞. Lysm 💞

Warnings: None.

The night before, you were still considering going to work in the morning, but when you woke up the next day, it became quite obvious, that your body was no longer coping with the onslaught of the seasonal flu. The cold sweat was making you shiver, and the overwhelming fatigue was keeping you immobilized in the same position you woke up in

 A large hand moved your blonde hair away from your face and a quick, soft kiss landed on your cheek just like a falling Sakura petal.

‘Be careful, you might get my flu if you come too close.’ You managed to mumble out.

‘Nah, you were contagious before it started, so a little kiss won’t make it worse in case I already am on my way to getting sick.’ Gojo’s gorgeous shimmering blue eyes had a compassionate and warm expression.

‘I will make you some tea, ok?’

He said while getting out of bed and going into the bathroom. A moment later he was out again, fresh, dressed, and radiant as ever.

‘By the way. Maybe we should get you to be downstairs so you have access to the fridge in case you get hungry. We wouldn’t want you to starve now, would we?’

You nodded apathetically and a moment later you were cradled in his strong arms on the way downstairs. Well in the big open plan combined dining and living area, he placed you on the sofa and began organising your little sick bay.

He put a thick blanket on you and placed another thinner one on the armrest of the sofa, just in case you would get too warm. He propped you up with a large soft cushion and placed a couple more next to you on the floor. Then, he moved the coffee table to within your reach and placed the remote control for the TV alongside your new manga on it.

‘Would you like some breakfast?’ You shook your head. You were not hungry at all.

‘Ok, I get it. Tea it is, then.’

You could hear him rustle in the kitchen, the familiar and comforting sounds of clinking pottery, the soft bubbling and dripping of the Mocca Master, and the deep turmoiled sound of the electric kettle was putting you in a lull.

Eventually, you were woken up from your short slumber by Gojo placing a tea mug in front of you.

‘Here is your tea and I made some sandwiches for you if you get hungry. They are in the fridge, on the middle shelf.’

‘Thank you.’ You managed to whisper out.

He waved his hand, dismissing his effort.

‘Nah, it’s nothing… But I do have to run now.’ He placed another soft kiss on your cheek and left for work, closing the door softly behind him.

The hours passed as if in a haze. You drank your tea and then fell asleep. Cold sweats were coming and going in waves with moments of extreme overheating in between them. After a few hours, you managed to drag yourself to the kitchen to eat the neatly prepared sandwiches and take some medication. But your strength only lasted so far and you were back on the sofa on your way to pass out again.

The refreshing and delicate scent of sea mist and freshly washed linen was the first thing that welcomed you when you woke up. Your husband was back and the smell of his cologne was as comforting as ever. He was leaning over you from behind and his white hair was tickling your forehead slightly as he gave you a warm hug.

‘Oh, how is my convalescent? You still look really pale, you know…’

He jumped over the back of the sofa and landed softly next to you, resuming the hug, and leaning his silken-haired head on yours.

‘How was work?’ You asked him softly.

‘Nothing special. Same, same. You know?’ He kissed your forehead and then placed his hand across it.

‘You are so hot.’ He winked and gave you a wide mischievous grin and giggled a little at his own dorky comment. ‘I mean you actually are hot, like fever hot. We need to check your temperature.’

He got up and came back with the thermometer. It took a while for the device to beep, indicating that the temperature indeed was high.

‘I will get you some medication and order takeaway. I think you will need some chicken broth.’

Half an hour later, the doorbell rang and Gojo disappeared into the hallway. He was back just a moment later, carrying the food to the kitchen to plate it.

He brought over both dishes and began spoon-feeding you the soup while snacking on his sushi.

He was scooping each spoonful carefully and wiping off the excess on the edge of the bowl and then blowing on it to cool it down. Then, the spoon was gently placed to your lips, and his large hand rested under your chin to catch any spillage.

When you indicated that you had enough, he finished his food quickly and took the leftovers to the kitchen. Again, you sank into the sofa while he was washing up. And a moment later he was dimming the lights, lighting candles, and getting the fireplace going. Once he was satisfied with his efforts, he scooted over to you and sat down on the sofa, cuddling you and nuzzling your hair with his nose.

‘Let’s watch something that will cheer you up.’

He scrolled through the movie selection on the TV and when you indicated your preference, he placed a pillow on his lap and let you put your head on it. The movie was interesting enough to grab some of your attention, but after a while your eyes were becoming heavy and a pleasant warmth began to spread across your tired body. He was stroking your head and back gently, and eventually you started drifting off to sleep. He must have noticed that, as before you did, he leaned down and smiled that wide, happy smile in your direction:

‘Sleep well, my love. I hope you dream of a tall and handsome, white-haired, and blue-eyed dude cuddling you to sleep.’ He winked and kissed you again and then you were off to dreamland.

Image: Pxfuel

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[sobeautifullyobsessed]

Emergency request...

Been living a very strictly budgeted lifestyle, including being extra careful about grocery shopping recently so that I could make my car insurance payment without going into a negative balance and incurring an overdraft fee. Just found out that my insurance rate went up (with no email notice) and they took a significantly larger payment this morning than I expected. I now have literally $2 left in my account to last until Thursday. And I don't have enough food to last until then.

Any little bit of help anyone can spare would be a godsend. Sending out my heartfelt thanks in advance!🫶🫶

my kofi

@mousedetective - thank you if you can boost this!

#emergency request #coping with homelessness

[chainofhyrule]

Emergency request

requested by an unnamed anon

Hope this helps, my friend

Quiet mornings were a rare blessing given to the group of heroes along their travels, much less the kind that present perfectly unobstructed sunny skies, warm breezes, and the gentle falling of leaves around them.

So, of course, everyone took complete advantage of the occasion.

Well…almost everyone, it seemed.

Whereas the others had decided to spend their day lounging about in the sun, perhaps performing maintenance or catching up on sleep, or perhaps even wandering the general area in search of “something cool,” there was one person who seemed to sit back from the activities. One person whom, the eldest of the heroes, found his attention on completely.

You were sitting alone, almost towards the edge of the clearing, just barely hidden from the main path the group had taken to get to the alcove in the trees. You sat against the trunk of the oak tree, covered by shade, twisting your hands as you peeked continuously around the corner. Were you expecting something, perhaps?

The hero could almost visibly see the energy around you, nervous and anxious, like a great purple aura of dread surrounding your partly hidden form. It both worried and concerned him greatly, to see you in such a state of distress. It made little sense to him sometimes, how easily you could seem to get so lost in your mind. Yet, at the same time, he found himself understanding it so deeply it almost hurt him, as well. His days in his youth, so nervous about the potential danger lurking around every corner, wondering the true intentions of the people he was around after leaving his home for the first time…it was a new world. A dreadful world, in many corners. It was frightening, the first time he’d been exposed to such a way of living…and looking down at you, he wondered if perhaps your fear could have, still, been worse than his. You had grown up in that world, after all. Full of distrust, and full of fear.

He decided then and there, that he would try to help you to understand that you didn’t have to be afraid. At least, not when you had 9 heroes up your sleeve to help you. If that wouldn’t be enough, or perhaps if it couldn’t convince you as he hoped it would…he would at least attempt to reassure you that you didn’t have to worry about him.

He walks up to where you’ve tucked yourself away in the tree line, quiet, but not silent. He wouldn’t want to scare you, none. When you didn’t look up at him, he began to wonder if maybe you hadn’t noticed him after all. But when he lowers himself to sit beside you, and you jolt in the direction opposite from him, his concern shifts into the territory of worry.

“Y/n?” You don’t say anything at first—but that tight smile you wear, the one that tells the world that you aren’t okay, he can’t bring himself to remember why personal space was such a big deal for some people. Perhaps it was instinct, or perhaps it was sympathy, but he didn’t want to give you the chance to bury your heart under any more anxious doubt.

It wasn’t difficult, in any sense of the word, for him to be able to scoop you up, and shift so you/re draped across his lap, with his arms wrapped around you like a living, breathing frame to protect you from the world which had caused you so much pain.

His words are gone, and he doesn’t much know what to say. He tries once, then twice, to come up with something, only to ultimately close his mouth, and rest his cheek on the top of your head.

He wouldn’t let you doubt him. Not while he was right there, where he could do his best to convince you that you didn’t have to worry anymore.

#emergency request #time x reader #comfort fluff

[tsunderedoctor]

Hey! How are you doing? I was wondering if you could do an emergency request? If it’s okay and you feel like it, can I request Ace, Sabo, Luffy, and Zoro just helping you through a tough time with your family? Like you’re getting into arguments with your parents and it’s been bringing down your mood and mental health for a while. Like how they’d notice something is wrong, how’d they feel, and how’d they help you kinda thing. I’ve been going through a hard time with my family lately and it really sucks because we were actually doing pretty okay before. You can totally ignore this if you want. I hope you have a good day and are taking care of yourself!! *sends virtual hugs*

I’m doing the best that I can be, thank you for asking! I hope these help you in some way, remember it’s okay to argue sometimes, but just sending out an important reminder that I’m proud of you and I love you, just in case if you haven’t heard it lately! 💜

Ace is the king of daddy issues, so he understands not getting along with your family sometimes. Part of him however, envies you for having the ability to argue with your parents. Sure he has Whitebeard, but something inside him is missing and he feels it grow when he sees you react with your family. 

When you come to him for advice or comfort, he does his best to listen to your words and tries to empathize with you while also helping you see your parent’s point of view. He’s a great mediator between the three of you sometimes!

When he is in the area of an argument, he tries to use humor as a way to distract the situation. He hates confrontation and doesn’t like to see you or your parents upset (he starts to see them as his own parents now too). Once the atmosphere is calm, he brings up good memories you guys had together to help bring you closer. 

When you two are alone though, he comforts you with his words, reminding you how great you are and that even if this moment feels like your parents are angry with you, they still love you and want you to live a happy life. 

Sabo was the rebel child in his biological family, so seeing your family and you argue reminds him of his own toxic family. He understands that families fight sometimes, but it leaves a bitter feeling in his chest when he sees the people he cares for unhappy.

Will do his best to be the referee for you guys, keeping things logical as emotions flare up. Also has no problem moving you or them out of the room, letting each other cool off before coming back into the room to talk things out. 

He’s not one for respecting his elders, if people respect him than he will respect them back. So if your parents aren’t respecting your choices, he will take your side in a heart beat. Consider it as his rebel side coming out, he can’t help but want anarchy.  

Despite being quite the brat, he is amazing at coming up with ideas to make up with your family! Whether it be doing the dishes for your mom, or watching a tv show with your dad, he gives you ideas to help mend the sore relationship!

Luffy is quite the riot himself, so he is similar to Sabo in how he will act. He hates when people make his loved ones cry or upset, but seeing that your family is also his loved ones now, he feels torn. He doesn’t know what side to pick and usually agrees with the one he sees fit. 

That doesn’t mean he won’t try to comfort you though! Expect lots of hugs and kisses from this man! He’s a physical affection lover and likes to show his love through that tunnel. He also might share his prized meats with you if you are really down in the dumps!

He might not be the best listener out of the four, but he tries his best to! His ADHD mind just goes haywire and he loses focus easily. He does care about you though and will use his distractions as a way to make you something to cheer you up with!

Makes dumb faces to cheer you up and make you smile! He likes seeing you smile the best, so he will do whatever it takes to get that grin back on you cheeks! Even if it means making a fool of himself in the process! 

Once tears are involved, this marimo disappears from the world! He freezes up and slowly sneaks away as you cry your heart out. He loves you to death, don’t get him wrong, but handling someone who is crying is not his strong suit! 

Prefers you to come to him for solutions or a listening ear, he can handle those moments perfectly fine. Can’t slash them? Well, just avoid them for a bit until you cool off. Will also take you out sparring to help get the frustration out of your system!

Is not a referee, once you and your parents start the fight, he peaces out. He loves you and your family, but still feels this is something he shouldn’t be involved in. It’s family matters, and he feels he isn’t that close to being family just yet.

Totally the type to go water the lawn or feed the cat, anything to get him out of the room. You can talk to him when it’s over, for now he will find some tasks that need to be done to help lighten the load off everyone’s shoulders. 

#tsunderedoctor #emergency request #portgas d. ace #portgas d ace #portgas ace #portgas ace x reader #ace x reader #sabo the revolutionary #sabo one piece #sabo x reader #monkey d. luffy #monkey d luffy #luffy one piece #luffy x reader #roronoa zoro #zoro roronoa #zoro one piece #zoro x reader #one piece #one piece x reader #one piece headcanons #one piece comfort

[kimetsu-chan]

Hey Kimmie! I don’t know if this counts as an emergency request, and if it doesn’t, that’s perfectly fine, but today I’ve just been feeling really, really, really sad. And also insecure… I keep thinking that my friends are ignoring me (not my friends on tumblr), that I don’t fit in well with the people I know, and that they think low of me because I’m younger than them and haven’t known them as long as others have. I’m just so sad right now, I honestly feel like I might cry right now…

So may I request Giyuu comforting Yuki when she’s feeling down. Perhaps similar circumstances to what I’m facing? Thank you very much, and I’m so sorry if I’m bothering you…

~Outcast~

A/N: you are not bothering me at all ♥️ I’m so sorry I didn’t see this earlier, I was away from my phone. I’m so terribly sorry that it seems like you’re friends are ignoring you :( my inbox and messages are always open if you need someone to listen to you <3 I hope that this helps you feel better. I hope that you wont think these things for forever. And I hope you can realize how important you are to me and everyone here on tumblr. ♥️

Yuki hadn’t come to see Giyuu like she promised she would. They promised to train together today and Yuki was supposed to be here an hour ago. Giyuu had decided that he wouldn’t be waiting any longer and set off for her mansion.

Upon arrival, Giyuu knocked on her door and one of her kakushi opened up.

“May I help you Tomioka-Sama?”

Giyuu stared at the kakushi.

“Where is Yuki.”

The kakushi opened the door all the way and let him step inside.

“I will lead you to her.”

The kakushi was true to his words and lead Giyuu to Yuki’s room. Soft cries could be heard through the door and Giyuu motioned that the kakushi could be dismissed. He waited for the kakushi to be long gone before knocking. The crying stopped immediately as shuffling was heard. Yuki’s shaky voice carried through the door and into Giyuu’s ears.

“C-Come in—!”

Giyuu slid the door open and stared at Yuki who was obviously trying to hide something.

“Giyuu…! What’s the probl—“

“You were late.”

Yuki’s face fell as she thought he was going to berate her… just like everyone else…

“You’re never late.”

“I know, I’m so—“

“What’s wrong.”

“H-Huh?”

Giyuu moved closer and crouched in front of her seat on her bed. He looked up at her with an expression laced with worry. He took her hands in his own and as he spoke, his voice was filled with genuine concern.

“Yuki…. I know something’s wrong… please tell me”

The tears she had so desperately tried to hide welled up in her eyes once more. She let out a few choked sobs before answering.

“I just—! I just feel like… I’m an outcast…. That no one likes me, and that all my friends are just….. pretending…”

Giyuu’s face contorted into an emotion that no one would ever guess he would be able to feel, sympathy.

He reached one hand to cup her cheek and wipe her tears. Yuki was possibly the only person he would ever be this emotional in front of.

“Yuki… I promise that’s not true. You’re friends love you, they only say good things about you when your’e not around. The master loves you, your kakushi love you, I love you. Yuki, no one thinks you’re an outcast. You fit here perfectly and everything would be so odd without you… please don’t talk about yourself like that.”

Yuki was stunned at what he said. She didn’t think she was that important to anyone….

A few tears fell from her face as she jumped into Giyuu’s arms. She cried into his shoulder as she started to realize, she mattered to people. She mattered to him.

“Thank you Giyuu… truly”

Giyuu nodded and she pulled away so their eyes could meet.

“You’re welcome Yuki.”

Training had been long forgotten as the two spent the rest of the day comfoable in each other’s embrace.

A/N: Starry, I want you to know, that all those things Giyuu said to Yuki, is what I would want to say to you. I know this can’t magically make you stop feeling insecure, but I hope that this can push you in the right direction ♥️

#🍁 #oc #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #hehehe #kny #kimmie asks #kimmie requests :3 #emergency request #giyuu x oc #giyuu tomioka #giyuu x yuki #Yuki x giyuu #Oc x giyuu #Oc x cannon #cannon x oc

[doumadono]

Emergency Request! Could you possibly do headcanons for Dabi and/or Gojo going with reader to a family dinner and how they would react to reader’s mother just tearing her down at every opportunity? I’ve spent the past few days being eviscerated (with extremely brutal words) and the thought of one of these characters standing up for me is so comforting. Thank you.

Dabi & s/o with mother tearing her down

A/N: I'm truly sorry to hear that you've been going through such a difficult time. Words can be incredibly powerful, and it's understandable that you're seeking comfort. I hope these headcanons will bring you some comfort.

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Dabi reluctantly consents to join you for a family dinner, setting aside his typical disdain for such gatherings. His aversion is rooted in the tumultuous relationships within his own family, having witnessed too many dramas unfold over his own childhood dinner table.

He's dressed in his usual dark attire with an uninterested expression.

You introduce Dabi to your family, who eyes him with skepticism and disapproval.

The atmosphere is tense as you arrive at your home, where a seemingly normal family dinner awaits.

Dabi remains reserved, observing the dynamics at play while subtly noting the tension in the air.

Your mother initially appears polite but quickly reveals a passive-aggressive demeanor.

As the evening progresses, Dabi picks up on the subtle jabs and undermining comments directed at you by your mother.

His irritation simmers beneath the surface, and he becomes increasingly protective of you.

Your discomfort is palpable, conveyed through subtle glances and nervous fidgeting.

Dabi, attuned to your emotions, senses your distress and begins formulating a plan.

When the mother's comments escalate, Dabi decides he's had enough. He doesn't raise his voice but delivers sharp retorts, exposing the flaws in the mother's arguments while maintaining his composed demeanor. "You talk a lot for someone who doesn't know a damn thing, lady."

Your mother scoffs, "You know, dear, you could have done so much better. Why are you with someone like... him?"

Dabi cooed, "Funny, I was thinking the same thing. Your definition of 'better' needs a reality check. You really think insulting your own blood at the dinner table is the height of sophistication? Must be a charming family tradition, tearing each other down over mashed potatoes."

You, initially shocked by Dabi's boldness, finds solace in his defense.

As the evening concludes, Dabi, having made his point, chooses to leave without causing further disruption.

He wraps an arm around your shoulders, offering a last piece of advice, "Don't let anyone belittle you. You're worth more than this. If you ever want a real family dinner, one without the passive-aggressive drama, my place has a better ambiance." He then kisses your forehead.

#emergency request #dabi boku no hero academia #bnha dabi #dabi fluff #dabi x reader fluff #dabi x y/n #dabi x reader #touya todoroki #dabi is touya #dabi my hero academia #mha fluff #bnha fluff #my hero academia dabi #mha dabi #mha x reader #mha x you #dabi headcanons

[meowzfordayz]

you matter most

Shinazugawa Sanemi x Reader

Word Count: ~600

CW: explicit language, sexual harassment

Emergency Request Fulfilled: Hello T. I was looking to submit an emergency request. I've never done this before so I have no idea if we need to be incognito or not? Oh well.

If it isn't too much to ask can I have something sweet and comforting with the reader dealing with a similar situation and Sanemi being there to comfort, reassure, and just make things better in general?

Sorry this is so long. Don't worry about it if you're too busy. I want you to take care of yourself above all else. Thank you for listening. (⁠｡⁠•́⁠︿⁠•̀⁠｡⁠)❤️

“What’s up?”

“What’s up?” fondness in your expression as you roll your eyes, “You might as well have added dude at the end.”

“What’s up, dude?”

“Nothing, dude.”

“You sure, dude?”

“Very sure, dude.”

Silence. Sanemi steps toward you, your body leaning against the doorframe, keys still in hand. A warm palm cups your jaw in a single, fluid motion, thumb smoothing over your bottom lip’s nearly indiscernible tremor.

“You’re lying to me,” softly, “Dude.”

“I’m cold,” you retort, gently grasping his wrist, immediately missing his touch as you press his palm back into his own chest.

Narrow stare meets stubborn glare as he plucks your keys from your grip, a low Tsk escaping him. Quietly, he turns away and heads to the kitchen, intent on brewing you a mug of tea. You’re home, and that’s what matters most. He knows you’ll unwind in time—maybe even talk to him—and he’s willing to wait. If waiting means he’ll eventually get the opportunity, your trust, to soothe the crease in your brow, to ease the weight in your shoulders, to hold you; then he’s willing to wait.

“Nemi?”

Your voice startles him as you slink into the kitchen, empty kettle hovering above the sink, concern having distracted him from his mission. 

“Don’t hurt anyone, okay?”

His heart twinges. That means someone deserves hurting. He turns on the faucet, hoping to waterlog his imminent anger. 

“On the bus, this morning.”

“This morning?” he interrupts knowingly.

“Every, morning,” you swallow thickly, “There are…”

“I won’t hurt anyone,” he manages to choke out.

Because he knows you need to know that you can trust him. That you’re safe. Because he knows violence isn’t the answer. Because he knows he’d rather listen to you in the comfort of your home than during visitor hours in prison.

“There are men who make me… uncomfortable. On the bus. Especially, like, this one guy. Fuck Nemi, it’s so crowded and like, I can’t move and I don’t know what to do or say. I freeze. It’s never bad enough to like, scream. It’s subtle. It’s horrible. I don’t want to be rude, but I don’t want to talk either! I don’t want to like, tell him where I live. Or my favorite color. Or how many people I’ve slept with. I don’t want his stupid leg squished next to mine, and don’t get me started on his breath. Of all the places to sit, sit! Somewhere! Else! FUCK. Nemi. It’s fucking public transportation. The fuck am I supposed to do?”

Sanemi isn’t sure what the fuck you’re supposed to do—let alone what the fuck he’s supposed to do sans violence—but he is sure that both of you are crying. Kettle long forgotten, he gestures wordlessly, pulse jumping to his throat when you promptly close the distance. Teardrops stain his shirt just as they drip onto your hair, fingertips digging into his hips as you clutch tight, tightly, tighter.

Fuck those assholes.

How do I-

How can I-

Shit.

“I could walk you to work?” he whispers roughly.

“There’s a reason I take the bus,” you mumble, “Walking’s too slow. Unless you carry me?”

Snorting faintly, he kisses your head, shaky sigh raising goosebumps on your forearms, “Let’s buy a car. I can drive you.”

“But insurance-”

“Worth it.”

And you know he’s not entirely serious, but the thought of him becoming your personal chauffeur coaxes watery giggles between your sniffles.

“Did I say something funny?”

“You’re sweet.”

“I love you.”

“Nemi…”

“I love you,” he repeats, poking your cheek.

And he knows you understand the promise beneath his steady declaration, tentative grin gazing upward at his wry smile.

I love you. I’m here for you. You matter most.

“I love you more.”

“More than my oversized hoodies?”

“Don’t push your luck, Shinazugawa Sanemi. Why do you think I’m dating you?”

#sanemi shinazugawa #shinazugawa sanemi #sanemi x reader #shinazugawa x reader #wind hashira #drabble #modern au #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #emergency request

[dreaming-of-lu]

Hello I never actually request a emergency request before but I'd like to rn, Yesterday I lost my lovely cat his name was Five, he was very sick apparently and we couldn't do anything to help him it was so unexpected definitely for me, He went to the vet that day and I just expected him to come back home with my mom but sadly that wasn't the case. I didn't think I had to say goodbye so soon I miss him terribly already. I've been crying ever since yesterday he was still such a young cat. But yeah, this is the reason I'd want to request an emergency request. I'd like a comfort scenario or comfort headcanons? With Twilight and if you could Time too (separately) they are my favorite boys. I'd really just appreciate some comfort i dont care if its plotonic or romantic, It's okay if you can't write my request or i did something wrong requesting but I'd just had to try Hope you have a good day

I'm so sorry, darlin'. I know what that's like to lose a pet so dear, I feel you and I hope the days get better for you, truly 💚 take some time for yourself, okay?

Twilight

"Is everything okay, sugar?"

You've been acting off lately which caught his attention immediately after checking into the inn last night. You were silent more than normal, kept your head down and spoke in mumbles even rejecting the food Wild made. He knew something was up and he didn't like it, he rather see a smile on your face than a broken one.

Twilight perked up and noticed the downtrodden nature that graced your frame when you stepped out of the room. The brief eye contact told him enough that everything was indeed, not alright. He opened his mouth to say something, only to shut it when you silently begged with your eyes for him to drop it. His heart clenched at the sight of the wobble of your lips, causing the worry to swell within him.

He knows he shouldn't press or overstep the boundaries yet the caretaker, and the protective side in him reared its head. Demanding to know what caused the pain, how can he help, and what to fix. Though, he knows when to step back and let the other breathe in the case of if they feel overwhelmed. In your case, you definitely were.

Twilight sighs and steps back, opening his arms a lil in a silent question. It was appreciative enough to make you shuffle over and collapse into his arms. He gives you a little squeeze, tucking your head into his shoulder and placed a kiss against the side of your head.

"I got you," Twilight hums, "go ahead and let it all out."

Time

He was worried when you didn't come down the stairs to eat breakfast. Time quietly assist the situation, thinking you might've overslept, only to frown when one of the boys was the last one to exit the door to the house. He ignored it for a time being, thinking you'll come out at some point. He forced himself to get the chores around the ranch done until lunch rolled by, and yet, there was still no sight of you.

"Has anyone talk or seen (y/n) at all today?" He lowly asked at the table while picking at the slice of meat on his plate with his fork. The table quieted, the boys looked at each other in confusion, looking around before Hyrule piped up,

"I was roomed with them, they told me that they didn't feel quite so well."

Time brows furrowed at the revitalization, "are they sick?"

Hyrule shook his head, "none that I could tell of...I think-" he was cut off at the sound of Time's chair scooting back on the wooden floor. They all watched silently as he picked up the plate of food Malon had set out for you before ascending the stairwell.

Every step towards the room you and Hyrule resided in was like a ticking bomb. His mind going over countless nuclear scenarios til he was forced to shove them back into his mind, trying to reason that you're not hurt. You're safe on the ranch; he knocked on the door and waited. Waited. Waited. No sound.

"(Y/n)? I have lunch...can I come in?"

Nothing. His mind started to slightly spiral until the door cracked open and teary, red rimmed eyes stared back at him through the crack.

"Oh..." He softly spoke; the door opened wider, letting him into the room. The soft sniffles cracked his heart as he placed the plate of food on the dresser. He picks you up and settle you in his lap, letting you resume crying into his chest as he stroked your head in a comforting motion. He hummed softly, rocking slowly to and fro as he sits there in silence with your sobs.

"I don't know what happened and I don't need to until you're ready to say so. Yet know this, I'm here if you need a shoulder to cry on."

#.bea's writing #lu x reader #linked universe x reader #lu twilight x reader #lu time x reader #emergency request #link x reader

[pallid-panda-does-art]

Hey all, I find myself in a sticky situation, the moving fees and such are a bit more than I anticipated and as you can see I don’t really have the funds. I thought it would be around 500, not what it is..

So I’m opening emergency commissions in hopes of making up the extra money before the 1st.

Reblogs are really appreciated ._.

#furry #anthro #myart #furry art #anthro art #art #cute #ych #commission #emergency commissions #emergency request #commission sheet #commissions open #comm

[sunatooru]

Hi, I hope it's ok to send an emergency request. I just had to get a tooth pulled, it was very rough and anxiety inducing . If you're comfortable would you be able to write something with atsumu, sakusa, or any character you'd like

Hii, I hope you’re feeling better now x

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Warnings: nothing explicit

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Atsumu

* He’s carrying a bag of half melted ice for you after you’re done

* “You did well, baby. Uhh the ice is a little melted but here, it’ll help.”

* He kisses your forehead and lightly presses the ice to your jaw

* He takes cares of you until you feel better

* Feeding you, cuddling you and rubbing your body so you relax

* “You were so strong and I’m proud of you. Let’s focus on making you feel better now, okay?”

* Will make silly jokes to see you smile

Sakusa

* he hates seeing you in pain and scared

* He frowns when he sees your tense face

* He places both hands on the side of your head and kisses your forehead, slowly wrapping his arms around you and letting you hug him tight

* “You did it, love. You got through it and I’m very proud of you. I’ll look after you now.“

* He caresses your cheek and kisses your nose

* He does his best to distract you with your favourite show and cuddling together

#emergency request #emergency requests #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu imagines #hq x reader #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu fanfic #hq headcanons #atsumu x reader #sakusa x reader

[mrskokushibo]

You are safe with me

Emergency Request by the lovely @indignant-alpaca 💞

Synopsis: Kokushibo reacts to their partner experiencing a psychotic attack.

Warnings: none.

The figure kneeling at the center of the room was fully still. It was an imposing male, his contours illuminated by the faint but warm light of candles spread around the dark space. He was wearing a traditional outfit of kimono and hakama, a mane of thick, layered spiky hair tied up in a messy ponytail with bangs covering his face, cascading down his back and strong shoulders.

The hair must have been reddish in hue, as the light shining through it made it look as if tiny flames were dancing like a halo at its tips. There was also a katana neatly placed next to him on his left, indicating he was a samurai. His whole presence screamed dignity and calm.

Kokushibo’s eyes were closed as he was immersed in the meditation. His breathing was so slow, to the point that it almost seemed non-existent. He was emitting an aura of serenity and peace that coincided so well with the quiet of the space he was in.

But very soon, that peace was to be interrupted by something sudden and unexpected. Because as the door slid open and his partner entered the room, the general vibe of the place changed as if in a blink of an eye. Their figure was cowering, limbs animated with erratic movements, and an incoherent blabber of random phrases were projected from their voice box.

Kokushibo was still, but opened his eyes and looked their way. His keen senses picked up on the distortion in the surrounding aura. He watched them intently as they almost stumbled and then crawled into a ball in the corner of the room, rocking back and forth and muttering under their breath. A sudden yell came out of their partner’s mouth and an arm flung out as if attempting to fend off an invisible assailant.

Kokushibo could sense that there was nothing with them in the room. No invisible entity or threat. Just him and his partner. So…what was happening here? Slowly and without uttering a word, he stood up and in his usual dignified and elegant manner, walked over to the partner so pitifully huddled in the far corner.

‘How are you, my love? Did something happen to you?’

He asked that question more as a conversation starter and not really to receive an answer as they were no traces of the presence of any form of foreign assault on their partner’s body or aura. They were still rocking back and forth and muttering. Kokushibo placed his hand on their shoulder gently and they batted it away.

‘Don’t touch me. It is telling you not to touch me. You must go away.’

Kokushibo hesitated for a moment.

‘Who is telling you this?’

‘He is.’ They pointed into the empty air in front of them.

‘Hmm…’ Kokushibo hummed and was dumbfounded.

There was nothing there, nothing which presence he could sense. At this stage, having been a demon for over four centuries, he was highly confident in his own abilities.

‘Right…There is nothing here apart from the two of us. I can assure you of that.’

His partner stopped rocking for a moment and looked up, face distorted by a grimace indicating a combination of fear and suffering.

‘How can you say this? You are doubting me. I can clearly hear and see him.’ They pointed again in the same direction.

‘And it’s not just him. There are the voices. They tell me to do things. Bad things. Evil voices, scared voices.’

They began crying and covered their ears. Kokushibo understood that this was not something coming from the outside, but rather a distortion in the mind of their partner. He had to proceed gently so as not to aggravate their condition.

‘Let me sit with you.’ He said as he was already on his way to be seated next to them.

‘Come here.’ He followed up with a tight hug, his strong arms preventing his partner from any form of physical protest. ‘I will keep you safe.’

He could feel their body shake and convulse, both from the crying but also from whatever was torturing their mind. He kept on hugging and kissing their head.

‘Don’t be scared. None of what you hear or see is real. Well… I acknowledge it is real that you hear and see it, but there is nothing here. You must choose to trust my senses and judgment.’ He hugs them tighter.

The only response he was getting from them was increased body contact and them hiding their head in Kokushibo’s powerful, broad chest.

‘Please, make it stop. I don’t want to see or hear anymore. I’m so scared. What is happening to me?’

‘I don’t know, my love. I really don’t know. I wish I could help you and remove whatever tortures you. But I will stay with you until it passes.’

He placed another soft kiss on the top of their head and they both remained in the embrace for a very long time until the attack eventually stopped.

‘I love you so much, and I will be with you until the end of time. Even if I have to hold you like this to make our days bearable.’

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