#little hurt/big comfort

[brothersinablackcar]

Old doodle for the old LJ kink meme, back when dinosaurs roamed the old earth, iirc? A moment of tenderness and bubbles. Don't ask me where they got a claw-footed tub. At a B'nB after "antiquing"? Sure, let's go with that...

#my artifacts #dean winchester #sam winchester #calgon take me away #little hurt/big comfort #caregiver!dean #what i wouldn't give for an old claw-foot tub #hurt!sam #weirdcest

[ibrithir-was-here]

Some random Toddler Dream doodles for ya’ll

#I drew one with his big blue eyes and to keep going xD #my art #dream of the endless #Morpheus #the sandman #jessamy the raven #human dream #sandman modern AU #don’t worry he gets a hug when he’s crying #(i do have a story idea for it but its kinda weird and based soley on like A hurt/comfort vibes then actual plot) #(actually now i think about it its basically A Little Princess AU in a way?) #baby Dream AU

[giggly-squiggily]

Hello there! If you don’t mind can I request rengoku as a big brother/important platonic figure comforting a younger reader? It can be tickles or not, I would just love some comfort from him. Have a great day or night! :]

MY HEART! *sobs* Oh my, I love this so much! Anon, I've gotcha covered! I decided to go straight fluff for this one :) I hope you like it!

Cloud 9 (Taglist Peeps)

@thatbigbisexual29 @duckymcdoorknob @wolfyeatstacos @gladdygirl18 @baby-tickles2022 @cupcake-spice13 @backy-san @t-wordiiish @sarahmaystock5578 @rachi-roo @mystwrites @chibisstuff @imjusthere07 @giggly-toybox

“(Y/N)!” Arms wrapped around you from behind, lifting you off the ground and sending you spinning. You were immediately engulfed in the smell of firewood, Rengoku’s laughing voice filling your ears. “There’s my favorite person! How are you today?”

“R-Rengoku! Put me dohohwn!” You laughed, unable to fight off the smile pulling at your lips. “I’m goohhonna get sick!”

“Can’t have that happening, can we?” He put you back on your feet, gently turning you around so you could look him in the eye. Seeing your face however, his usual smile faltered. “Are you okay? Did I spin you too much?”

Just like that- it all came back. Your smile fell as you averted your eyes, focusing them on the worn material of his sleeve. “No, you’re fine.”

“(Y/N)...?” Rengoku gently prompted, his brows furrowing the longer he looked at you. Then he pulled you into his arms, resting his head against your crown as he pressed you into his chest. “What happened, firecracker?”

His nickname for you made you tear up, but you didn’t want to cry. “I’m just…do I hold you back?” You asked against his chest, hating how choked you sounded. 

“What?” The next thing you knew, he was holding you back some, staring with wide eyes. “What- how- who-” He blinked owlishly, clearly taken aback by your question. “What..what brought this on?”

You shrunk at his confused expression, averting your gaze as you looked at your sleeves. “I got back recently and went to report to Master Kagaya as always. When I got there, I overheard Shinazugawa. He was saying that I shouldn’t be here, and that I’m just burdening you.” Tears welled in your eyes, blinding your vision. You blinked rapidly in an attempt to will them away. “The worst part is- I know he’s right. I am a burden to you, Rengoku. I’m not nearly as fast, and I can’t kill as many demons as you, and you always have to come help me-”

“Hush.” Rengoku cut you off, his voice uncharacteristically angry. Startled, you fell silent, watching as he kneeled before you. “Don’t ever say those horrible things about yourself again, firecracker. They are not true.”

“But-” You began, but a sharp look from Rengoku shut you up. He softened after, taking your hands in his.

“You’re not a burden to me, (Y/N). You never were, and never will be. The fact you’ve become my Tsugoku is more than evident. You’re strong, smart, and you think differently than I do, making you an invaluable person to team up with. Don’t let your weaknesses blind you from your strengths.”

“But Shina-”

“Shinazugawa’s got a sharp tongue and a terrible lack of tact.” Rengoku spoke with a weary smile, squeezing your hands. “He only says these things because he doesn’t want to see another young life lost. That doesn’t mean he should say them, however. The next time I see him, we will be having words. Don’t you worry.” He grinned brightly up at you, giving your hands a little shake. “I’ll make sure he makes it up to you, or else- he’s gonna get it.”

“No that’s fine, I was eavesdropping anyway-what do you mean get it?” You were quick to shake your head, pausing at the last part. “You’re not going to fight him, are you?”

“But of course! To hurt one’s Tsugoku like that is a great offense among us Hashira. I have to teach him a lesson!” He released your hands, only to shoot them forward to give your sides a squeeze. “Like this and this and this and this!”

“Ah! Ahehahhahahaaha! Rehehehehen, pleahhahahahse!” You burst into giggles doubling over at the tickly touch as you clung to Rengoku’s shoulders. “Dohohohohon’t!”

“Hehe, and you thought that was bad? Then I’m gonna give him one of these!” He pulled you into his arms, tugging you down into his lap as he bear-hugged you to the ground. You laughed as he blew a loud raspberry against your cheek, squeezing you with all his might. “And then I’ll-”

“Rehehen! Rehehengoku, I gehehhet it!” You giggled, tapping your hands against his shoulders. Laughing softly, he eased his grip, keeping you in his arms as the two of you looked towards the clouds. “Thahank you…really, I appreciate it.”

Rengoku hummed, rubbing a hand against your back as he got comfortable against the cool ground. “Of course, firecracker. Anytime you need me, just say the word! I'll always come running to you.”

“Even if you’re in the middle of a bowl of udon?” You teased, giggling when he thought about it.

“I’ll bring it with me! And I’ll bring you a bowl too!”

“What if you get hungry on the way there?”

“I’ll still bring you the bowl! It’ll just be a bit…empty.” You cackled at his grin, falling into his chest as he laughed alongside you.

~~~

Later that day, a sheepish Sanemi brought you freshly made Ohagi and an apology. You could still see Rengoku watching in the distance, something relieved and happy on his face as you and the Wind Hashira made up. Catching your eye, he winked before fading back into the bushes, leaving you feeling better by the minute.

You were so grateful to have Rengoku in your life.

Thanks for reading!

#demon slayer #fic #hurt/comfort #very little hurt #more comfort than anything #Big brother Rengoku #reader insert #platonic!reader #hugs for rengoku!

[mci-writing]

Currently vibing inside a dryer, ass out. it's times like these where I wish Senku could get me out😳👉🏽👈🏽 or something👀

As hot as this concept can be, anytime I think of this my cleithrophobia starts acting up and all I could think about was reader being trapped in the dryer. So, here’s some crack in response:

Tw: slight ooc Senkuu, slight adult themes near the end, very very crack fic vibes, there is ass slapping, depiction of cleithrophobia but reader isn’t like full blown huge reaction, just a bit of worrying (they a little too calm tbh), attempted to keep it gender neutral but there may be some accidental gendered language and I apologize for that, no beta at all whoops

Dryer Ass (Ishigami Senkuu x Reader):

"How did you even manage to get stuck in there like that?" You can feel the teasing in Senkuu's tone as he stands over the dryer. It managed to both reassure you and stress you out, a small part of you hoping he’d be kind enough to end your suffering sooner rather than later. The circular interior of the dryer was cramped enough as is, but it seemed to only get smaller the longer you remained trapped in there.

"J-Just get me out of here! You can judge my poor life choices later" Your breathing had remained pretty maintained before you finally caved and called Senkuu to help you out. Sure, your ass was hanging out and your back was uncomfortably arched with the position you were in (only because you attempted to escape on your own prior and couldn't get anything past your backside out without scraping your skin enough to bleed), but that flew over your head when your worry was more focused on getting out. You really should’ve just gone head first so you wouldn’t be reminded of the small area surrounding your body, but it’s too late to worry about the ‘should’ve’ now...

You begin wiggling your body again in an attempt to push yourself out of the hole, yet you only manage the upper half of your thighs before the rigid inner parts of the circular entrance painfully scrape your skin and draw a small yelp from your throat. Senkuu sighs through his nose after the failed attempt, his hands carefully gripping your thighs and slowly guiding them out of the hole better.

“(Y/n), I'm going to get you out. Just trust me,” He reassures, his thumbs softly rubbing over your skin before he pulls them out some more. With enough coaxing, he’s able to get your legs out with little to no further harm to your skin. He’s gentle towards the few bruises you do have from the endeavor, carefully counting them for later note.

It’s almost unbelievable how easily he manages to get your lower body out. Then again, you literally watched him achieve impossible things in a high school science lab. You’d call him magic if he weren’t so insistent on showing the science process.

“Thanks, leek boy, I appreciate it,” You happily state as you push your upper body from the appliance.

Just as your head passes the entrance, back slightly arched so you don’t scrape your upper body, a hand gives your ass a firm smack and causes the fat to obscenely react with a jiggle. The owner of the chuckle that follows the movement isn’t shy in hiding his amusement, his hands moving to softly grip your hips and help you maneuver out of the dryer like he didn’t just happily slap your ass. His tone is coy with a hint of playfulness tugging at it, “Keep backing up, dragon fruit. I gotcha covered~”

Your face warms as you finally remove yourself from your predicament, your lower area bumping into his crotch a few times throughout the process. If anyone had walked in at the wrong moment, it could’ve looked like something else entirely. Even now, the looks on your faces could imply the two of you were up to something a little less wholesome than Senkuu freeing you from a dryer.

“I’m getting my lick back,” You state as the two of you move away from the accursed dryer and to a more safe area. You puff your chest out a little, a confident air to you as your arm hooks with his own.

“As if you’d get the chance,” He responds testingly, a look settling in his crimson eyes as the right side of his lip curls upwards.

….

“We should probably put a sign up about the dryer being broken…”

“…Yeah…”

#ishigami senkuu #ishigami senku x reader #ishigami senkuu x reader #senku ishigami x reader #ishigami senku #senku ishigami #if you see it spelled senku or senkuu just ignore it 🫶🏾 #senkuu ishigami #crack fic #I will say I was going to make this a big really serious piece where reader full blown panics and makes her cleithrophobia worse #but then I thought it’d be better to make it goofy instead of focusing on my fear and dread of being trapped 🫶🏾 #also I like this a little more #ik for a fact who rq this and it took me like a few years to finally answer it 🤭 #my friends love me sm guys I promise #also sorry it seems it was gonna have substance and then it just doesn’t ✌🏾 Twas going through a phase 😘 #these tags are so unserious ily #maybe I’ll come back and go in-depth about the dread of feeling trapped in a the worse hurt hurt comfort piece I’ve ever made

[softquietsteadylove]

Okay I’m glad we can cry about the vow au together, because if Thena’s going to keep remembering things when her sweet and precious Gil makes her a treat I might just never stop asking for it 😭 would love to read more, whatever you think comes next i’m happy to read!!!

"Sweetie?"

Thena looked up from her pillow. She looked particularly miserable, which made sense; she had never done well when sick. "Hm?"

Gil stepped into the guest room with his tray in hand. He nudged the door closed before setting it down on the dresser, "how are you feeling, hon?"

Thena blinked her glassy green eyes at him, "I'm sorry to make you take care of me like this."

Gil just shook his head. She had no memory of him nursing her back to health when a flu took her down hard after their first trip together. Her first cold with him as a couple when she kept insisting he couldn't see her with her runny nose and blotchy fever skin. Even when she had some bad periods that could make her growly.

She thought of herself as a real lioness, but he couldn't help but think of a plush, ragdoll cat who kept hissing at him.

He leaned forward, kissing her clammy forehead. "I think your fever's broken, at least. Did you get a little rest?"

Thena just nodded, pulling up her knees under the covers so he could sit on the edge of the bed. "Did you apologise to Ajak for me?"

"Hey, come on, people get sick, it happens," he chuckled as he patted her knees. "I have some time off to use, and she understands. They can do without me for a few days."

"I don't know how true that is," she muttered as he retrieved the tray. She straightened her legs again so he could stand it up over her lap. "Your customers will be missing out on your perfect croissants."

He grinned, offering her the mug of tea first. "And my seasalt vanilla fours?"

Thena's smile turned soft and a little shy. He was elated, though--ever since their first date and their kiss, he had been excited to see how they would continue to progress their relationship.

"Here," he whispered, adjusting the platter he had brought with him. "I made you some homemade chicken soup, nothing too heavy. I boiled the chicken in the broth, like Hainanese chicken rice. I gave you a little side of rice if you wanna dip it in the broth, but don't force yourself. Some cucumbers, but they're not pickled because I don't think it's good for you if you're sick--I guess I don't really know."

Thena tilted her head at him, her hair rustling against one of the many pillows propping her up. She kept insisting she looked awful, but he thought she looked as beautiful as always. "Thank you."

He sighed a little, trying not to make it obvious that he was mourning a time when this would be natural for them. But he adjusted the little cilantro flower he included on her napkin, "in sickness and in health, right?"

Thena's expression changed, but she gave him one of those gorgeous smiles that used all her teeth and picked up her spoon, "I suppose you're right."

Gil looked around the room, standing to pick up the extra blanket she had picked off in her sleep, as well as some pajama changes. It was hard to tell how messy she could be at times based on the polished appearance of his wife, but he liked picking up after her (most of the time).

"Gil?"

He looked back at her as he folded up the blanket. She had her big sad kitten eyes on again. "What's up?"

"You're not going to sit with me?"

His face split into a grin, even if she seemed a little sheepish about it. He knew it wasn't something she would ask easily, and obviously she had kind of just let it slip. But he all but dropped the blanket and threw himself onto the bed again. "Of course I am."

Thena settled against the pillows again after he gave her knee a squeeze on his way to lying on his side to face her. "Did you eat?"

"I grazed while I was cooking," he excused easily. He'd had some rice and a few pieces of chicken, mostly concerned with getting the flavours right for Thena's weakened state.

Thena eyed him, nudging the dish of rice he had specifically described as optional, "I won't eat it all anyway."

That was true, she tended to eat less in terms of the starch of any dish. Gil chuckled, "okay."

Placated by him picking up the rice and using the chopsticks, she continued using the spoon to sip the broth. She was delicate about it. It reminded him of the first time they'd gotten ramen together--she'd held her hair back while taking delicate little bites the whole time. He'd found it unbearably cute while he'd guzzled his back in minutes. Of course he ordered another bowl so she wouldn't have to eat alone.

Thena's eyes watered a little, but he squinted. Was it just the general sickness, was it her fever coming back, was there too much ginger? She sniffled, putting the spoon down. "I know this taste."

Ah, his sweet wife. He put the rice down gently before reaching for her hand. "I make it for you every time you're sick. You know how to make it too."

"I do?" she asked, staring at him as if he'd suggested she knew rocket science. "Me?"

"Yes, you," he reached out to tap her nose, but she leaned away from him. "All you do is add the aromatics to the pot with the whole chicken, even you can do it."

"Hm," she remarked quietly, staring at the meal she couldn't believe she would be capable of replicating.

"I made it for you the first time you were sick when we were dating," he continued, picking up some cucumber for himself. "I surprised you with it, showed up at your doorstep--very romantic, y'know."

She gave him a look, definitely knowing that she - in the story - hadn't appreciated being ambushed.

"You told me I shouldn't have and that you looked awful, but I couldn't have been more in love with you," he sighed, fluttering his lashes at her. She rolled her eyes, but he could see her smiling just a tiny little bit. "I delivered this dish and we hung out a little. You told me I would get sick, I said I wouldn't, and you were totally right, I got sick the next day."

She tilted her head the other way and raised her eyebrows at him, unimpressed to say the least.

He shrugged though, still grinning. "But I didn't want to admit it, so I told you I was healthy as a horse and couldn't make our date that week because of a work emergency."

"Deceitful," she murmured, pursing her lips at it.

"Come on, just a harmless little lie, y'know," he pursed his lips right back at her, even hitting her with his own sad puppy eyes.

She looked back into the bowl and took a loud sip. He would take that as him being forgiven. "I remember you coming over."

"Really?" he sat up straighter.

She nodded, taking another, slower, quieter sip. "No one had ever done that for me before. I was so astounded. And the food was so good it made me want to cry."

"No crying," he whispered, keeping his eye on her now, watching for tears. Not that it wasn't a chef's dream to have people cry from their food, but this was different.

"Kari called me to ask how I was doing," she smiled more at the memory as it came to her. They were coming more often and at greater length. It was nothing if not encouraging. "I told her that this very sweet guy I was seeing brought me some homemade chicken rice. She practically slapped her phone in her hurry to tell me to 'lock it down'."

Gil made a face, stroking the hair on his chin, "she's wise."

Thena shook her head at him again, but he could tell she was falling for his charm all over again. "I suppose I followed her advice, didn't I?"

So much came to mind, but Gil leaned forward to kiss her forehead again, which continued to feel cooler to the touch, "I'm lucky you did."

Thena leaned into his affection. She had gotten more used to it as they continued to explore their relationship, and he really had the feeling that she was looking for more sometimes. He would save that for a time when she wasn't ill.

"You keep eating," he encouraged, moving the rice closer to her again in hopes of tempting her.

"But-"

"I'll get a bowl for myself and come right back," he promised, sealing it with a wink and everything. His wife gave him another look of feigned exasperation, but she was already waiting for his return, preciously clutching her rice to eat with him.

#Thenamesh Vow AU #yes I love writing sickfic #yes I am sick right now what's your point? #I'm so glad you're liking this au!!!! #please never stop asking for more of it #Gil excels at the in sickness and in health #obviously #but it's not just the big deals like brain seizures and hospital visits #it's also when she gets a common cold #Thena gets all grumpy and sour when she's sick #and Gil calls her his little umeboshi #he makes dishes that are gentle on the stomach but still nutritious #because the less time Thena spends being sick the better for both of them #Gil definitely thought it was really romantic of him that first time #meanwhile Thena is like fuck I look disgusting #meanwhile Kari is like dude this is like out of a romcom or something #Kari is out here like friends to lovers slowburn hurt/comfort 100k words #Thena: I don't know what that means

[not-poignant]

77/? - Underline the Black (omegaverse) - Efnisien/Gary

Title: Underline the Black Rating: Explicit Pairing: Efnisien ap Wledig/Dr Gary Konowalous Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Darkfic, Disturbing themes, Age Gap, Omegaverse, Alpha/Alpha, no Mpreg, Medical experimentation, Medical trauma, Dominance/Submission, Dystopian universe, Forced bonding, Forced relationship, Imprisonment, Nonconsensual medical procedures, PTSD, Flashbacks, Nightmares, Chronic illness, Mating cycles/Heats, Knotting, Miscommunication, Trauma recovery, Mind control, Child Abuse, Hope, Hopeful ending.

Summary: Efnisien ap Wledig is an omega born into an all-alpha family. Abandoned by his birth mother and raised by his aunt, he is subjected to a lifetime of medical experimentation and brainwashing and believes himself to be an alpha. But the experiments begin to fail, and he is abandoned yet again to an Omega Rehabilitation Facility, where the family expects he will be retrained into the ‘perfect omega’ and placed in an arranged marriage, or be eliminated if this is no longer possible.

The Facility don’t know about the experiments, and Efnisien doesn’t even know why he’s in there in the first place, since he’s an alpha…isn’t he? One thing’s for certain, he definitely doesn’t need an alpha companion, no matter what the staff at the facility seem to think.

Underline the Black - Chapter 77 - An Enemy of Hope @ AO3

In which Gary leaves to get his heart checked out and Efnisien spends the day with Faber, learns that he likes certain kinds of work, learns more about Faber, and then is surprised by a very unexpected turn of events.

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Underline the Red - 05 - Caleb/Faber Underline the Red - 06 - Caleb/Faber Underline the Gold - 07 - Flitmouse/Anton The Nascent Diplomat - 40 - Augus/Gwyn Constellations - 03 - Efnisien + Gwyn (post Falling Falling Stars) Constellations - 04 - Efnisien + Gwyn (post Falling Falling Stars) Constellations - 05 - Efnisien + Gwyn (post Falling Falling Stars) Underline the Blue - 10 - Nate/Janusz Underline the Blue - 11 - Nate/Janusz Underline the Blue - 12 - Nate/Janusz

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#chapter update #underline the black #underline the rainbow #efnisien ap wledig #dr gary konowalous #omegaverse #faber castle #mm romance #alpha alpha #queer romance #hurt/comfort #enemies to lovers #slow burn #faber throwing himself under the bus re: gary on this one #and taking a BIG risk #because temsen's given him enough power to think it's worth doing something maaaaybe a little dangerous!

[feralferretxp]

I've noticed these small moments here and there of Bang getting scared, either by fear of getting yelled at or being in danger. But guys, I think I'm onto something...

There was a previous post about how Bang seems to cover his head with his arms when feeling threatened, which were these two last clips from ATS. But then there's also when he visibly shields his face after being yelled at for thinking when garbage goes in a can it just goes away. He even cowers a bit and closes his eyes, squinting them open to make sure it's safe. And then when Bang fears that Emmett is gonna freak out about seeing all his models destroyed by accident, covering his head once again and bracing for the worst.

All of this genuinely makes me feel so bad for Bang, I mean, this seems like a defense mechanism he adapted after some incident. Like look, he's scared of being yelled at and shields himself, even with his friend Emmett. That is not normal, especially for a chill character like Bang.

Paired with the headcanon of him coming from a wealthy family that had some nobility, I wonder if he got yelled at for making a mistake. Like being a kid and accidently knocking over a vase, or not being smart enough like his parents expected and prepared him to be with education. And even other thoughts that could explain why he covers his head when he feels he's in danger...

Okay wow, got a little heavy there, but if you guys have thoughts, please share them! I just think these small moments like this are really interesting. I mean, the storybot animators add so much detail to these shows that I feel like these gotta have some significance. Maybe Bang's just flinchy, but what do you guys think?

#storybots #ask the storybots #storybots answer time #bang storybots #text post #theory time #theorizing #fan theory #just sharing my thoughts #discussion post #seeing stuff like this hurts me a little like :( #someone give this dude a hug and tell him its gonna be alright #he's a big comfort character for me

[newfeeling77]

fuck doc martens im never spending this much money on trash shoes again nothing but pain i swear to you . everyone give up on the docs im sick of it

#ive had these for over a year n theyre never comfortable #my last pair was a little better bc they were too big (they dont do half sizes so fuck off for that also) #but i had to wear 2 pairs of socks w them. bc too big. #now these ones just hurt like hell esp on my bad leg like my knee gets all terrible n they cut my ankles up #even the bigger ones that were a little more comfortable still left me with scars on my feet bc theyre fucking awfulllll #im sneakerpilled now i cant be fucking bothered.

[belethlegwen]

G/t WAC - Day 1 (oops I'm late)

First wanna shout out to @entomolog-t for putting so much work into the G/t Writer's Appreciation Challenge. I think it's a very fun, extremely sweet idea and while I know I'm not gonna be able to hit all of these (I am ALREADY LATE for Day 1!!) I'm going to do my best because, especially right now with everything going on in my life, ***I*** could use the push to read more and the idea that everyone is sharing their favourite things and there's so much already available (plus the things that will inevitably be created throughout this month with or without the g/t wac) that seeing it all get shared around is a huge huge boon to my mood right now.

Day One: Share Your Comfort Fic

This probably comes as no surprise, but my comfort fic is by @adjacentperception, from their Rose & LaPorte series (directory link).

I have so many pieces out of this collection of short stories that I adore and find myself going back to when I need something to brighten any given day, but the one I go back to the most often is Witching Hour Curly Fries Pt. 2. It brings me, among so many other things, such a deep catharsis for emotions I have struggled with (and now, thankfully rarely, still struggle with) through the lens of Atticus and his unique situation.

There's something about how real both Atticus and his best friend Quinn feel as people, not just characters, and also how shockingly real Atticus makes the fantastical problem of being 4 inches tall (most of the time) feel to the reader through this piece in particular. There's a connection I felt the first time I read it that I have never stopped being able to come back to; there's something so deep there that hurts me to feel so strongly, that even through fiction and fantasy is still, at the core, so human and emotional.

There are times where you just need to sit with your best friend and talk, even though it isn't fixing anything. Even when the point is for you-- both of you, even-- to come to terms with the fact that the problems go so far beyond what they appear to. That there's something so much deeper, and that it may be genuinely unfixable at that level. That the wrappings and trappings and the portrait of what everyone, possibly including you, think your problems are merely just brought forth deeper issues that you don't know if you can untangle and process, let alone work toward correcting.

It's a beautiful piece to me and I have cried over it so many times for the pain and hope it gives me. Zip is wonderful writer, and always has been. Their characters are so human that they feel like coworkers or roommates to me sometimes, and their ability to find a real, core person in any character they make is one of the reasons I love them so much.

I really can't recommend the Rose & LaPorte series enough. It has more than earned it's place as one of my Permanently Open Tabs, and there's really something for every mood I'm in. I love Zip and all of their precious dingdongs and their adventures. <3

#g/t wac #gtwac #wacprompts #gittywhack #gittywhack is very fun to say I can not stop myself every time #Rose & Laporte #g/t #giant/tiny #giant tiny #g/t author #g/t writing #gtauthor #gt #big little thoughts #Atticus Laporte #Quinn Rose #hurt/comfort is my jam

[cosmic--static]

Death saves her little brother

#im soft for their sibling relationship #like. dream deserves a big ol hug from death #ik this is her probably breaking a bunch of ancient laws blah blah blah according to Canon but eh #im still gonna think of my little hurt/comfort scenes #also I'd like to think that her wings are nice n cozy #netflix the sandman #the sandman fanart #the sandman #sandman #dream #dream of the endless #death of the endless #hurt/comfort #tom sturridge #kirby howell baptiste #cosmo creates

[baldurs-gate-official]

Thoughts on Karlach's Bear

My question is...

Did she have Clive back in Avernus? Or did she get Clive after getting out?

If she DID have Clive in Avernus, that means she was carrying it when she got away, and I'm in love with the idea of her taking her bear everywhere with her, even in the Hells. Especially in the Hells.

#karlach #bg3 #text post #q #i just have a very big soft spot for characters that keep stuffed animals ok #theyre important to me #i didnt have parents i could hug or go to for comfort growing up so i kinda just had my stuffed animals for that #karlach didnt really have anyone either in the hells #i think about that a lot sometimes #karlach and clive #you dont have to be strong for a stuffed bear. they cant worry for you. they cant hurt you. your hurt cant make them sad #you dont have to have walls with your stuffed animals #its ok to cry and be a wreck with them #i just think its kind of beautiful that we create little things like stuffed bears #their purpose is to simply be loved and give comfort just by existing #someone designed them to be that way #and that makes me happy too

[fandom-hoarder]

Caretaker!Dean in the Bunker

A Hurt/Comfort-ish Wincest Rec List Featuring Baby Brother Sammy and Domestic Winchesters

💜 My Only Home by non_tiembo_mala

Rating: Explicit | Words: 12819 | No Warnings Apply

Summary: Dean's been gone a while, running wild with a twisted soul and black eyes. When Sam finally brings him back, Dean realizes his little brother hasn't been doing well in his absence, and he has more important things to worry about than what he did as a demon.

Additional Tags: Wincest - Freeform, first time in a long time, Post-Episode: s10e03 Soul Survivor, Pre-series and Early Series Flashbacks, Eating Disorders, Thoughts of Self-harm, Pining, Angst, Masturbation, Come Eating, Hurt/Comfort, Bottom Sam, Anal Sex, Felching, Snowballing

My Note: flashbacks to Sam pining for Dean as a teen, but no underage sex with a partner

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💜 Safe, Sane, and Consentual by TooOldToCare8353

Rating: Explicit | Words: 2808 | Chose Not to Warn

Summary: Fixing the relationship, the Winchester way. Not necessarily the right way to get there, but it works for them.

Additional Tags: BDSM, Breathplay, MOL Dungeon, Dom Dean Winchester, Sub Sam Winchester, Manacles, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Dubious Consent

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💜 Dean does Not like a sick Sammy... but he loves her all the same. By Magnoliachild

Rating: Mature | Words: 3941 | No Warnings Apply

Summary: They get to town for a hunt, but the day after they get there, Dean notices Sammy napping...face down on a motel table.... in the middle of the afternoon.............. FUCK.

Sammy is sick. Dean doesn't like it when Sammy is sick, but sue him for liking how nice he can be when she is...

Additional Tags: Bathing/Washing, Sick Sam Winchester, Caring Dean Winchester, Fluff, Dean Winchester Takes Care of Sam Winchester, Established Relationship, Alternate Universe - Gender Changes, Always Female Sam Winchester, Men of Letters Bunker (Supernatural)

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💜 lullabies by chiliscale

Rating: Explicit | Words: 970 | No Warnings Apply

Summary: Sam´s staying up late, Dean doesn´t care for that shit.

Additional Tags: Men of Letters Bunker (Supernatural), Dean taking care of Sam, Domestic Fluff

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💜 Steady by non_tiembo_mala

Rating: Teen+ | Words: 1441 | No Warnings Apply

Summary: Sam has an attack. Dean works him through it.Set somewhere in S11 because I can't stop thinking about strong, beautiful Sammy being all fucked up because of friggin' Lucifer.

Additional Tags: Wincest - Freeform, Nightmares, Anxiety, Panic Attacks, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Sleepy Cuddles

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💜 Getting Down And Out by verucasalt123

Rating: Teen+ | Words: 2299 | No Warnings Apply

Summary: “Hey, Sam, take a breath, we got all the time in the world”, Dean tells him, which of course isn’t true, is never true, but Sam needs to relax if he’s going to start using complete sentences.

Additional Tags: Sibling Incest, Kissing, Cooking, Witches, Episode: s10e12 About A Boy, Childhood Memories, John Winchester's A+ Parenting, Child Neglect, Food Issues, Song: Shake It Off (Taylor Swift), Established Dean Winchester/Sam Winchester, Community: spn_j2_xmas

Podfic by me Here

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💜 The Only Thing by non_tiembo_mala

Rating: Teen+ | Words: 1242 | No Warnings Apply

Summary: Sam gets mind-fucked and tortured by a British bitch who somehow manages to walk away from it all in one piece.

But he also gets back the brother he thought was dead, and Dean will always be enough.

Additional Tags: Wincest - Freeform, Episode Tag: S12E02, Post-Episode: s12e02 Mamma Mia, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, bed sharing, Cuddles

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💜 A Blind Fool's Luck by hellhoundsprey

Rating: Explicit | Words:3561 | No Warnings Apply

Summary: [summary is a really long prompt, so I'm giving my own here] Sam finds out he's really an omega when Rowena offers to set him back to rights. He doesn't tell Dean, but Dean can tell right away when Sam starts a heat; Dean's held guilt over not stopping John from altering Sam's body as a kid.

Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Non-Consensual Body Modification, Traumatized Sam Winchester, Omega Sam Winchester, Bottom Sam Winchester, Alpha Dean Winchester, Top Dean Winchester, Soulmates, Unresolved Sexual Tension, Barebacking, Hurt/Comfort, Men of Letters Bunker (Supernatural)

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💜 Every Night by non_tiembo_mala

Rating: Mature | Words: 1585 | No Warnings Apply

Summary: Sam is struggling with nightmares after Dean rescues him from the Cage. He's trying not to worry Dean about it but nothing slips past his big brother.

Additional Tags: Season/Series 11, Wincest - Freeform, Cuddles, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Brothers, Nightmares, Post-Cage, Sleepy Boys, Episode: s11e10 The Devil in the Details, Coda

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💜 One Good Birthday by brokenlittleboy

Rating: Teen+ | Words: 3773 | No Warnings Apply

Summary: This year, nothing bad happens on Sam's birthday. Sam's on edge, waiting for that shoe to drop. Dean tries to give him one good birthday, and they both realize something along the way.

Additional Tags: Birthday Fluff, Men of Letters Bunker (Supernatural), Season/Series 15, First Kiss, Sleepy Cuddles, First Dates, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Sam Has Birthday Trauma, Fix-It

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Honorable Mentions 💚

💚 It's A Love Story by non_tiembo_mala

Rating: Teen+ | Words:1569 | No Warnings Apply

Summary: Brother cuddles, confessions, and sweet banter after the boys get back to the bunker.

Additional Tags: Wincest - Freeform, Cuddles, Hurt/Comfort, Spoilers, Episode: s11e17 Red Meat, Coda, Soulmates, Dean and Sam are Romeo and Juliet

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💚 only this and nothing more by wincestgoddess

Rating: Not Rated | Words: 1611 | No Warnings Apply

Summary: Dean gifts Sam souvenirs. It's no big deal, except that it is.

Except when they're more than just souvenirs.

Additional Tags: Men of Letters Bunker (Supernatural), Romantic Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, lovestruck Sam Winchester, lovestruck Dean Winchester, Soulmates, Brief mention of sexual assault

#my rec list #wincest #wincest fanfiction #wincest rec list #hurt/comfort #caretaker!dean #moc!dean #mol bunker #big brother dean #little brother sammy #domestic!winchesters #sam whump #ish #these are mostly whump aftermath #aka it's that time of the month again #long post

[dirtytransmasc]

just like... a thought, not necessarily an original one, but one that's chewing at my brain like a rabid dog.

Ed sustaining a fatal injury on the field, and Roy being with him, knowing that this son will die, and he might lose the other too, and he can't be with both, that he might lose both of them and he never even got a chance to truly hug his youngest.

like, if he has the chance, he makes a desperate call to whoever is the closest to Al, begging them to find him, to stay with him, to tell him that he loves him because he can't.

he's already watching one son die, feels him dying in his arms, and his mind is on his other son, who's probably feeling the soul bond getting weaker and weaker, who probably knows his brother is dead/dying, who's just a scared little kid and he can't be there with him.

its even better(?)(in my own sick and twisted mind) if he has enough time to get to a phone himself (maybe a hospital) so he can watch his son die and be on the phone with another, trying to comfort both as they slip right through his fingers...

I'll be quiet now, I feel like i've said enough

#I'm not their father but *insert him being their father and loving them more than is safe or sane* and then- #hurting said kids brutally #putting my fucked up little found family blorbos into fucked up little situations #slow to kill but nonetheless fatal wounds are my favorite genre of hurt/no comfort #they hurt more than quick deaths #they linger and ache and bring out this desperation and I love taking advantage of all of it #cw death #big fan of the “al would die if ed died because ed is whats keeping the soul bond active” trope #its tasty #love beating roy with the stick. its fun and entertaining. #he's a mess #roy mustang #edward elric #alphonse elric #elric brothers #fmab #fma #fma brotherhood #fullmetal alchemist #fullmetal alchimist brotherhood #parental roy mustang #parental roy #he's there father even if he refuses to admit it and I will use that against him till the day I die

[wvrlock]

// munday here as well with some pics of my and my gf's cosplays last Saturday 💖

#BIG WINGS. #my highlights for the day include getting high fives from THREE little kids #one of them was a little girl who hugged my leg and didnt want to let me go 😭😭😭😭 #also the wings were SUPER comfortable. people were asking if they were too heavy or if our backs hurt and honestly #mine only did because i tend to slouch and the wings didnt allow it + i straightened my back for posing #but we could move them around with ease and we could even run around with them #we had soooo much fun #;mun #ooc

[killuaisaprincess]

🔥

Gon is burning toast when he comes down and flings himself into Gon’s chest.

Gon catches him, his arm around his waist and his eyebrows furrowed as his toast pops out, and he can smell the smoke.

“Hey, princess, what’s wrong?”

He can’t help but coo.

Killua is so precious and cute.

Killua’s tail swooshes back and forth, a cute pink bow near the bottom, matching the pink bows pinned in his hair near his ears.

#gonkillu #;windy’s stuff #KIS A CUTE KITTEN #LITERALLY THIS TIME THOUGH CUZ HE HAS EARS AND A TAIL #SHY TINY CUTE POUTY KI IS MY EVERYTHING AHHHHHHHH #KI IS LITERALLY SO FUCKING CUTE #HIM WITH BOWS NEAR HIS EARS AHHHHHHHHHH #AHHHH NO WAY NO WORLD IS ANYONE CUTER THAN KI I STG #KI STICKING HIS CUTE WITTLE NOSE IN THE AIR #KIS WITTLE POUT KILLS ME AND HIS SMALL LITTLE HANDS JUST GRIPPING LIKE JUST THE TINEST BIT OF HAIR GON HAS IN THE BACK THAT ISNT A PINEAPPL #AHHHHHH GONKI AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH #BIG GON AND TINY KI #BIG GON AND TINY KI WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH #KI CRYING HURTS MY SOUL AHHHHH AND GON COMFORTING KI AND BRINGING HIS PRINCESS KI INTO HIS ARMS HEALS MY SOUL #THEY ARE MY EVERYTHING AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH #IDC WHAT ANYONE SAYS FIRECRACKER IS A CUTE NICKNAME #I AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH #The idea just came into my mind #but it does give very call the cute tsun girl that vibes #SO MAYBE IT WAS FROM SMTH BUT AHHHHH I LIKE #LITTLE POUTY CUTE SHY KI IS MY EVERYTHING #KI CRYING HURTS SO MUCH HES SO CUTE AND PRECIOUS I STG GON MAKE IT BETTER #HE DID BUT AHHHH #KI IS SO CUTE AHHHHHHHH #GONKI AHHHH SNAPS A BUILDING IN HALF

[anneimaginesundertale]

Jakdjqufa people know me from loving Asgore so i love him

How about SO injured at work with Asgore? <3

I love him too! (He’s so big and fluffy…)

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It was very clear that Asgore had run all the way to your workplace. The former king was huffing and puffing as he hurried into the lobby. “Is Y/N here?” he panted at the receptionist. “I got a call…”

“Just in there, sir,” the receptionist said, pointing at your boss’s office. “Don’t worry. It’s not too bad. Company policy is just that if anybody gets injured on the job, they’re not allowed to drive themselves home.”

Asgore nodded. “I can take them home,” he said, although part of him was already wondering if he would fit in your car to drive it home. Most of his mind was occupied with worrying about you, though. He hurried around the desk as soon as the receptionist stepped aside.

You smiled sheepishly at him as he very carefully did not burst into your boss’s office. “Hey,” you said, waving your free hand. The other hand was holding an ice pack to your head. “Thanks so much for coming to get me.”

“It is my duty,” Asgore said, equally sheepish (goatish?) “I am your datemate…Are you badly hurt?”

“Nah,” you said, even as your boss said, “We were pretty worried about them.” You glared.

“What happened?” Asgore asked, moving to your side. He could see a lump on your head under the ice pack.

You tried to laugh it off. “I forgot that they put a shelf over my desk and stood up without thinking,” you said. “Bonk!”

“We’re pretty sure they don’t have a concussion,” your boss said, “but it was bad enough that we decided to send them home. I suggested they go to the doctor, but they said they didn’t want to.”

“It’s not that bad,” you insisted. “Can I go now?”

Your boss sighed. “Yes, go on then.”

You stood up and then swayed in place. “Whoops,” you said. “That might’ve been a mistake…”

Asgore steadied you and then carefully picked you up. “I think we will stop and see Doctor Alphys on our way home,” he said. He carried you out of the building (earning you a very interesting look from the receptionist on the way) and over to your car.

“I don’t think you’re going to fit,” you said.

“And you should not drive.” Asgore frowned. “I will call Undyne to come get us both. Do you want to sit in the car while you wait?”

You almost shook your head, but it was starting to throb, so you just laid it against his shoulder instead. “I want to stay with you,” you said. “Can you just hold me?”

“I would be happy to,” he said, “but that means you will have to call Undyne.”

“Okay.” You fished around and found your phone. Undyne’s enthusiastic answer made your headache worse, but she said she’d be there in a few minutes. You shoved your phone back in your pocket and closed your eyes, enjoying the feeling of Asgore’s warm arms around you, and the way his chest went up and down…

“Please do not fall asleep,” Asgore said, brushing your cheek with a finger. “It is not good to fall asleep if you have a head injury. Stay awake until we can get to Alphys.”

“Okay…” You forced your eyes to stay open. “Can I nap with you later? You’re comfy.”

“I will happily take a nap with you later,” he said, “if you will promise me to be more careful in the future.”

“Promise…”

#undyne came to get you in the royal bus or whatever they have for Asgore to ride in #something big #a little healing magic from Alphys and you were just fine #you and Asgore get some good snuggles in #Undyne and Alphys totally take pictures of you two being cute #Alphys has to update her fanfic about you #drabble #hurt/comfort #asgore x reader #ut asgore