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buccini555 · 3 months

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𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐡 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬

★ They ended up seeing the marks on your wrists after you ended up hurting yourself after a serious argument between you

★ H e a d c a n o n s !

★ 𝑭𝒕. Manjiro Sano, Sanzu Haruchiyo, Kakucho Hitto, Kokonoi Hajime, Rindou Haitani, Ran Haitani, Takeomi Akashi and Kanji Mochizuki

tw: sh mention

𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨

"Mm? What was that?" Looking at you carefully, Manjiro looks down at your wrists, he had never even noticed those marks before, as soon as he noticed them, he already knew what they were.

"W-what?" You questioned, lowering the sleeves of your blouse at that same moment, already knowing that Manjiro had just discovered that you were injured.

"...Are those cuts? Did you cut yourself?" Gently taking his hand to your face, making the sleeve of your clothes go down again due to the lightness of the fabric, Manjiro questioned what those marks were.

Nodding your head in affirmation, you gave your answer, making Manjiro stare at you in complete silence for a few brief seconds that felt like an eternity.

"M-mikey...? I'm so sorry." The boy looked away, seeming to get lost in his own thoughts for a moment.

Approaching again, he subtly held your arm, looking over each of those marks. "...It was my fault, wasn't it? Did I make you do it?"

"No! I-it wasn't your fault, I-I..." Immediately, you tried to explain yourself to Manjiro who just shook his head in denial.

"Promise me, swear to me, that you will never hurt yourself again." Holding your hand again, he spoke in a serious tone, Manjiro was shaking and apprehensive, still feeling responsible for having made you do such an act against him.

"... I promise." Hugging the same, you made your promise.

"I don't want to lose the only person I have..." Returning your display of affection, Manjiro hugged you carefully.

𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐲𝐨

"Princess... You don't need to hide it from me anymore, I've already seen it." Without you waiting, Haruchiyo spoke as he sat down next to you and held your arm gently, you could see exactly the pain in his eyes as he stared at your arm knowing that he had been injured.

"I'm so sorry..." Holding back the tears in your eyes, you just apologized to the taller one.

"You're not to blame, you're not to blame for this! It was me who caused this..." He tried not to blame himself, but the weight of seeing you suffer made it really affect him with a great guilt for not having simply avoided that discussion.

"It's not your fault, Haru." You wanted to calm him down, but as much as you could, he didn't seem to accept that.

At that moment, Sanzu stared at you in silence, even though he didn't show his feelings with such felicity, he had his moments that he considered a "weakness".

"... I know how you felt because of me, that fight, Damn! I... I never wanted to be an asshole to you, I'm sorry." Trying to control the tears that wanted to be released, Sanzu said almost like an outburst.

"Don't blame yourself, please Haru..." Still trying to comfort Haruchiyo, you made your speech.

"I don't want to see you cutting yourself anymore, okay? Don't ever do that again." Breaking the silence, he said looking away.

"R-right..." You promised indirectly, making him feel better.

"Hey?" Haruchiyo approached you and gave you a kiss, trying not to dwell on the subject too much.

𝐊𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐨

"Who did this to your arm? Did something happen? Baby?" Kakucho would be extremely worried when he held your arm and saw those newly made marks, as much as he didn't want to accept it, he definitely already had in mind the reality that you had inflicted those injuries on yourself.

"...W-Was it, you?" When he found the courage, he took a breath from the bottom of his lungs and asked his question, even though unfortunately he already knew the answer.

"I'm sorry Kaku, I didn't want to disappoint you." Seeing him worried made your heart sink, but at that point, there was nothing you could do to continue hiding that secret until then.

"No, don't say that." At that moment, Kakucho hugged you without thinking twice, all he wanted was to make you feel comfortable even in the middle of that situation.

"You will never, ever be a disappointment to me, I'm so proud of you." Pulling away from the hug and looking directly into his eyes, the taller man said what he had in mind.

"Look at me." Again approaching, he cupped her face.

"Mm? Kaku?" Looking into his eyes, you wondered what he wanted.

"Never hurt yourself again." In a serious tone, Kakucho continued his speech while looking at his eyes with the same sparkle as always.

"... I promise." Looking away a little embarrassed, you promised.

"No need to promise, my sweetheart, I trust you." Holding your face gently and still looking directly at you, Kakucho would speak with a small, relieved smile.

𝐊𝐨𝐤𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐢 𝐇𝐚𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐞

"Don't do this to me, sweetie." Kokonoi unexpectedly appeared behind you, fixing his black lined eyes on the newly healed marks on your arms.

Taken by surprise, you tried to hide those injuries with the sleeves of your sweatshirt, but you already knew that everything had simply been discovered. "What do you mean, Koko?"

"I want to say that I know that you're hurting yourself." Approaching you and lifting the fabric that hid the marks, Koko said as he looked away.

At that moment, you only managed to remain completely silent, he knew, there was nothing left to hide, Kokonoi was definitely hurt and you couldn't help but be sure of this fact.

"I-I'm sorry!" Hugging him, you began to apologize with insistent tears slipping from your eyes.

No matter how disappointed he was, Kokonoi would never deny your hug. "Oh? Baby... I'm so sorry. For anything I've done, I'm truly sorry."

Koko looked at you with sadness in her eyes, at the same time worried, he hugged you still in silence, without being able to utter a word.

"I'm sorry Koko... Please." Again, you apologized.

"You're forgiven, baby, don't ever do that again, please." Breaking the silence, Kokonoi made his speech, obviously he would forgive you without thinking twice, despite that, he would start paying more attention to your behavior and would also try to avoid arguments for your well-being.

𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢

"Shit, what was that?" Rindou exclaimed in a low, barely audible tone as he looked away from the apparent injuries on your wrists.

The silence became almost sepulchral when he held your arm, running his fingers lightly over those bruises, Rindou hugged you, feeling your body trembling and your heart racing.

"...Don't do that to us again, it hurts me as much as it hurts you." The taller man expressed himself calmly, pausing in his speech to look for the right words out of fear of hurting you even more.

"...Damn, I-I, I hate seeing you hurt, I'm so sorry." Holding his arm, his voice no longer maintained the same tone, he could no longer deny himself the urge to cry, in doing so, tears secretly rolled down his face, Rindou was being sincere when he said how bad he felt for seeing her so sad.

"I'm sorry, Rin." Making him let go of your arm, you apologized in a few words, he remained silent, but soon ended up pulling you into a hug.

"Promise me, promise me you won't cut yourself again, especially because of someone else like me." The seriousness in his look and intonation was visible, Rindou was sorry for that argument, so he promised himself that he would treat you better.

"I promise!" Hugging him back, making him calm down and feel better, you made your promise.

"I love you so much, I do, nothing like that will ever happen again..." Rindou said with a subtle smile of relief on his face as he gently stroked your hair.

𝐑𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢

"No, you didn't do that, did you?" Shaking his head, Ran asked you with a worried look as soon as he noticed those newly made marks on your wrists.

"I'm sorry..." Looking away, you knew that at that point there was no longer any way to hide it from Ran.

"I'm the one who's sorry, my princess." Looking somewhere, shame and guilt showed on his face, Ran definitely felt it.

"It wasn't your fault, Ran." You said as soon as you realized how affected he became in that instant.

"Yes it was, we both know, but it doesn't matter now." The taller one held you gently in gis arms, kissing your forehead, Ran said with a trembling voice worried about what he had caused.

You spend some time hugging in silence, all Ran wanted at that moment was to comfort you and show you that he was right there by your side to take care of you even if he sometimes ended up behaving inappropriately.

"I'm here and I don't want you to hurt yourself again." Breaking the silence, the taller one spoke calmly, still with a trembling voice.

"I am not going." In a low tone, you said, hugging him tighter and calming him down.

"Will you promise me, my beauty?" Hugging you even more eagerly, Ran made you promise never to get hurt again.

“I-I promise…” You made your promise without thinking too much.

Ran pulled away from you and kissed your forehead, becoming more at ease with his promise, he would rather trust you. "That's better, my love."

𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐨𝐦𝐢 𝐀𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢

"What the fuck happened to your arm?" Takeomi was never so serious, seeing those marks on his arm really made him bitterly regret all the harm he caused you.

You remained silent, just hoping Takeomi would ignore those fresh scars.

"...You, were you the one who did this?" The older questioned again, Takeomi approached you and lifted the sleeve of your blouse, leaving the marks even more visible, that time, you actually realized that he was sincerely worried.

"Don't fight with me again, Takeomi, p-please." Worried about what Takeomi might do, you just started apologizing.

"Fight with you? Of course, not!"

Unexpectedly, Akashi hugged you, in that same hug, you could feel the apprehension in his behavior.

"Promise me you'll never get hurt again by an asshole like me." Pulling away and holding you by the shoulders, Takeomi spoke.

"I promise." Embracing the same, you made your promise.

Takeomi couldn't help but return the hug and did so. "I'll take better care of you, I'll..."

𝐊𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢 𝐌𝐨𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐢

"What are you hiding from me?" He had already seen the marks on your arm, but honestly Kanji had no idea how to deal with that subject without ending up hurting you.

"N-nothing, Mochi." Apprehensively, you spoke, trying to separate yourself from that question, even though you knew he already knew about your injuries.

"... Don't lie to me." In a serious tone, he said.

"Don't fight with me, please!" Bracing yourself for the worst possible reaction, all you could do at that moment was apologize.

"Baby? I would never fight you over that, I just don't want you to do it again." Even though you still felt like he was being insensitive in some way, Kanji spoke trying to get you to just trust him.

"I'm sorry." Lowering your head and looking away, you said in a shaky voice, still trying to keep those marks away from Mochi's eyes.

"Look at me, please, look." Holding your face, he made you look back at him.

"Hm?" Seeing that he wouldn't fight with you kept you surprised and relieved at the same time.

"Promise me you'll never get hurt again because of me, I promise I'll never be stupid to you again." Still maintaining a serious tone and a steady gaze, Kanji spoke.

You were silent for a brief moment, but you wanted to promise that. "I-I promise."

Kanji smiled in relief and hugged you, leaving that subject aside, even so, he would change his behavior to never see you hurt again.

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xxno-thoughts-just-chaosxx · 2 months

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Prisoner: Page 16

Respectless- Sorry sorry. Experimenting with the page length in this one! This won't be normal for the series though.

Page One

Master Post of Comics

#bowser #luigi #fanart #comic #grimdark #fancomic #princess peach #mario #bowugi #prisoner!au #tw: sh mention

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skeleton-mischief · 17 days

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CAN WE TALK ABOUT HOW WEIRD INK IS?

(Saw a re blog and realized I didn't put a SH mention so I'm putting it here now. Thank you/gen )

So like he's such a little freak y'all, just imagine meeting someone that's a husk of what you think is supposed to be like you. And not to mention I like to think that he's extremely devoted to the Creators to the point it's beyond a worshipping of something higher than a God. Just imagine his hands digging into the canvases of his work and ripping it apart as he's isolated just because a creator didn't like his work. Imagine him hearing their mutterings but never commenting on it since Error looks crazy when he does it. Imagine his phalanges sinking into his porcelain bone until it cracks and he has to heal it later since he's clawing away until he can find substance. I think to others he's unnerving and not even in a funny way, since he's just so manipulative and off-putting. Like sure he can trick some people, but he's such a little freak to the point that he'll suppress his impulsive nature with the twitch of his limbs. I imagine the laughter of his delight as something goes right, that he's taunting and even so much as disturbing enough for Nightmare or Error. God I love imagining him whistling or singing to himself when all is quiet, when he's smiling and at first seems normal until you see that he's drawing something that's incomprehensible. God I love this terrifying fucker

#headcanon #undertale au #alternate universe #utmv au #utmv #ink sans #ink #hes so silly #tw: sh mention

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kendodante · 4 months

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— ★: Scorpius canonically self-harms.

• Scorpius was in Malfoy Manor, touching his arms while looking in the mirror, he felt how the scars were felt on his hands and made him tremble a little, some were small that were barely visible, others were large, made by desperation, and others were suicide, where it was seen that Scorpius couldn't take it anymore. •

• Of course, Scorpius hadn't hurt himself in a long time, he had stopped doing it in fifth year, they took him out of Howarts one year due to the depth of the cuts and Draco sent him to a place where he could recover better, he didn't buy him another wand until sixth year, Scorpius did not complain, he assumed it was the best for him and he knew he had a problem, now we are in seventh year, and Scorpius regrets doing that with all his life, he feels that he let everyone down, his mother , father, Albus, he lay in bed crying while hugging his pillow and thinking that everything he did was in vain, that maybe he just wanted to get attention, Scorpius was good at home, why he would hurt himself, right? •

• Albus enters the room. When Scorpius is too depressed to leave the room Draco calls Albus to come and comfort him, that only happens in desperate measures, when Draco can no longer do anything, but Albus always comforts Draco and tells him everything will be fine. •

• He enters the room and sees Scorpius wearing a short sleeve shirt and understands the situation, he sits down on Scorpius' bed gently without wanting to disturb him and looks at him, Scorpius hid further into his pillow feeling ashamed that Albus will look at him in that state, but Albus didn't care, he just wanted Scorpius to be happy, he caressed Scorpius's hair and cheeks, brushing away Scorpius' tears and giving him a kind smile, whispering a small "do you want to talk?" •

• Scorpius shook his head slightly and Albus whispered again, "Do you want me to leave...?" Scorpius shook his head again, moving closer to Albus. Albus hugged him while kissing his hair and caressing his hands and arms. "Maybe it looks bad to you, maybe I can never take away the pain and the guilt, but I want you to know that scars are not a sign of weakness, they show how strong you were and endured for many years, and I am very proud of you that you have healed, really Scorpi" Albus kisses Scorpius on the cheek. Scorpius snuggled into Albus for protection, nothing mattered, as long as Albus was there, telling him all those nice things he was happy, happy as he always wanted to be. •

#scorbus #cursed child #scorpius malfoy #hpcc #albus potter #scorpius hyperion malfoy #harry potter #harry potter and the cursed child #albus severus potter #albus severus x scorpius #tw: sh #tw: sh mention #they so fuckin cute i cant #they are so cute #i need a albus in my life

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blackplaaague · 7 months

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Hey, you! This is your daily reminder to stay alive!

If we lost you, we'd lose all the amazing things you could create, too. Look at your hands. They could be used for so many purposes. Not only harm-- I believe you can make something meaningful. Even if you don't think you can make anything special, I believe you deserve to keep living. I believe you are important. You are important to me.

When my depression was at its worst, I took to creating. I started writing. It wasn't particularly good, but it gave me a reason to keep going. "If I haven't finished my poetry, and I die, my parents will throw it away," I told myself, and I wrote another poem. It wasn't an instant cure, but it got my feelings of gender confusion, depression, and fear out of my brain and onto the page, and it quieted my intrusive thoughts.

Now, I look back on them and see how much it helped me to pull through a really dark time in my life. They aren't masterpieces, but they're a sign I was fighting so hard to give myself purpose-- and it worked. I made things to explain how I felt, and it actually helpd a lot.

Now, I have my comic. People want to learn more, and care about my creations, and so I keep fighting, for all of you.

Seeing you all happy and theorizing and inspired by my creations helps me keep going.

I know not everyone is the creative sort, so this may not be the best coping mechanism for all who see this, but I advise you to at least try. Just take what's inside you and pour it onto the page. If that doesn't help, may I suggest drawing on your arms and legs with sharpie? It helped me deal with SH and get through bad episodes.

I love you platonically.

--Ellis

#bp rambles #tw: sh #tw: sh mention #your daily reminder to stay alive #creativity #creative #mental health #well being #self care #self love #self acceptance #I love you platonically #blackplaaague #keep going #keep fighting #you got this #you are important #you amtter

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wrotethisat12 · 8 months

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Cleaning up

pairing: Natasha Romanoff x fem reader

Tw: sh, blood, guilt. Nothing is mentioned graphically except the blood (slightly).

Please to not read this if it might make you relapse! My dms are open if you need to talk <3

AoU Natasha >>>>>

(except the Bruce thing)

“y/n!” Natasha yelled as she rushed to the bathtub. “Baby. Baby, how deep.” Her voice was laced with worry and slight panic. She put her hands on either one of your cheeks, and you could feel them shaking.

“n-not very deep,” you said, and she sighed with relief. Her eyes were flushed with worry and looking at you to confirm your point. You took a towel and started wiping the blood off, but she stopped you and started running the bath water. She changed the temperature from hot to medium-cold, as she knew that was the one that sting your cuts the least. You watched her, admiring her short red hair although it was not what you should be doing at this moment and it was slightly weird, and she rolled her eyes at you playfully when she realized.

Despite the joking that had lightened the mood, her lips were tightly pressed together and her hands still shaking. You wanted to reach out and comfort her, but were afraid of freaking her out as your own hands were covered in your blood.

She turned the tap water off and poured some soap into her hand- you had used it before, it didn’t sting- and started gently rubbing it across your thighs until all of the blood was gone. Then, she washed over everywhere else the blood had gotten, a bit less gently.

When you got out of the tub, you wrapped yourself in a dark- colored towel and sat down on the edge of the tub when you were dry. Per your routine, Natasha bandaged up your legs and put disinfectants on the cuts.

Then the tears started flowing. “I-I’m so sorry, I know I promised, a-and I was almost to fourty days, I-” Natasha hugged you.

“shh, baby, it’s gonna be okay, we can make it back to thirty-six, okay? I know that you’re strong and I know that you can do this, and you can come to me next time you feel like this. Okay?��

You nodded and buried your head in her shirt. She carried you to bed, and the two of you fell asleep, ready to make 36 days again.

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mystic-hyuck · 2 years

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better with you (j.jh)

pairing - jeong jaehyun x reader

genre - hurt/comfort, angst, fluff

warnings - depressive episode, anxiety & insecurity, allusions to past self-harm (scars, nothing graphic), disordered eating. please do not read if these topics are triggering to you. this in no way is intended to romanticize any of these topics but is written as comfort for myself and hopefully for others :) my messages and inbox are ALWAYS open to anyone who'd like to talk about anything at all

w/c - 744

a/n - I apologise for the amount of hurt/comfort I've written for NCT it's like therapy for me

There were few things that scared Jaehyun. He liked to think he was a pretty carefree guy, that didn't stress about the little things. There were few things that scared him, but seeing you like this had always made him fearful and worried.

You were on a short break from college, and Jaehyun was already regretting not asking for time off his work too. He was missing you; you saw each other often enough but found lately spending quality time together was becoming increasingly difficult.

He knew something was off the moment he'd opened the door. Your shared home was too quiet, too calm. His heart sped up as he opened the door to your bedroom.

Just as he feared, you laid there under a pile of blankets, the soft sound of your breathing being the only evidence of your presence. You'd warily told him of your history with depressive episodes and self-harm, and he'd often reassure you it was never something he'd leave you for. It hurt him more than anything to see you like this. Seeing someone who made every waking second of his life so much better struggling so much made him want to help you in whatever way he could.

He slowly made his way to your side, crouching beside the bed so he was at eye level with you. You tried to suppress the tears threatening to fall as you meet his concerned gaze, a comforting dimpled smile on his face. He tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear, cradling your cheek in his hand. "Hey princess, I missed you today."

You sniffled, a tear falling down your cheek. "I'm sorry Jae. I-I couldn't get out of bed this morning."

He wiped the tear gently with his thumb. "Don't apologise Y/N, these things happen. Do you want to talk about it?"

"I'm scared I'm annoying people, Jae. I worry at school people are getting sick of me, that you're tired of me every time I'm like this. It's just too much for my mind to handle at times."

Jaehyun had always been good at keeping his composure but listening to your teary confession almost shattered it. "I will never ever get tired of you. You're my energy boost, you make my life so much better. It hurts me seeing you like this because you deserve so much more in life but you're allowed to feel like this. As long as you remember I'm always here for you and I'm never going anywhere unless you tell me to." He pressed a kiss to your forehead. "Now, you haven't eaten anything today, have you?" You hesitated for a moment before shaking your head. He frowned. "You should've called me so I could take care of you, love. I'll go get something small for you to eat now."

He knew you couldn't stomach much when you felt like this, so he grabbed a small snack. You appreciated his thoughtfulness as he slowly encouraged you to eat some before laying down in the bed beside you. You turned to face him as he began to draw small shapes on your waist. You felt calm for the first time all day, fully relaxed in Jaehyun's hold. His other hand held yours loosely, as he began to run his thumb over the thin raised lines that littered your wrist. They were already years old, but the idea of you ever doing that to yourself made his heart break. He brought your hand up to kiss the inside of your palm. "Have you-" he swallowed, unable to finish his question.

You shook your head, avoiding his gaze. "There were a couple times I've wanted to though," you quietly admit, picking at a loose thread on your pillow.

Jaehyun's jaw clenched at your words, and he was silent for a moment as if in thought. His hand left your waist and you turned to look at him again. "I'll be two seconds, I promise." You nodded and he left the room.

He returned again, with a Sharpie in his hand. You looked at him questioningly. "What's this for."

He smiled at you, before placing his hand into yours. "For you. Draw until your heart's content," he said, gesturing to his arm.

And as you lay there, mindlessly drawing random shapes on his skin your troubles were forgotten, and you knew your problems were a little easier to manage when he was by your side.

a/n - i genuinely don't know if this is any good but i hope it brought u some comfort have an amazing day

#jaehyun x reader #jeong jaehyun x reader #jaehyun nct #jaehyun #jeong jaehyun #nct #nct x reader #hurt/comfort #tw: depression #tw: sh mention #angst #fluff #tw: mental health

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bl0pers · 1 year

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𝐡𝐪 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 - 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 ��𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫

Hello again, hope you are having a wonderful week :). This topic really hits home for some people, and I really do NOT want you to proceed if you are uncomfortable with what is in the warnings.

take care of yourselves lovelies :) Sending love <3

featuring - rintaro suna, kotaro bokuto, keiji akaashi

TW - Female implied reader, Self-harm (Mentioned throughout each character), scars, crying, established relationships, bad mental health (reader). dark content ahead. Name calling (Pet names like love, babe, and others). Grammar errors are intentional (Capitalization & punctutation. Some spelling mistakes).

rintaro suna

scrolling through your phone and while it was approximately around a thousand degrees outside was probably your first mistake. getting a boyfriend who was always observant was probably the second. suna glared at you, well maybe not glared, more like squinted at you, kind of judgingly. you look up from your phone, feeling his heavy gaze. "what is it rin?" you ask with a small smile. you found it funny how rin looked at people judgingly, it reminded you of a fox. cute. "why are you always wearing longsleeves even though it's so hot outside?" not so cute anymore. you shake your head, "it's a habit. and besides they're comfortable." rin rolls his eyes. "being baked in your own clothing isn't comfortable, love." you shrug and for some reason, you shift in your seat on the couch and bring your legs closer to yourself. rin being observant in body language immediately takes notice. he walks over and takes a seat next to you. you're nervous, he can tell. "y/n, you can tell me anything, y'know. I won't judge you." he whispers. you're skeptical, every single time someone says that, you run away from confrontation. he loves me, I can trust him, you tell yourself. and you start to cry. he quickly pulls you into his arms and just lets you sit there. it's a while before you calm down, and it's silent, you're thankful for it though. rin wants to cry himself, because he'll never understand how you feel, and how much pain you must've endured. "can I see?" he asks softly, you nod and he pulls up your sleeves. and there they were. white long scars, covering your wrists and forearm. rin looks over at your face and notices you aren't even looking at them, your eyes are closed shut and his heart breaks into a million pieces. he kisses your wrist and pulls you closer and pulls down the sleeves quickly. "I'll always love you, y'know. you don't have to hide anything from me," you just nod in his arms, "don't ever do anything like this again, okay?" "I'll love you forever, y/n, don't you forget that"

kotaro bokuto

"babe!" you call out. there was a shirt you wanted kotaro to check out on you. and you looked good! it was fitting really nicely, and it was cute. kotaro came in and stars erupted in his eyes. "can I take a picture real quick? you look so adorable baby." you smile and strike a pose. he smiles as he looks down at his phone. you look stunning of course, he pays for everything like a good boyfriend should. as soon as you get home you decide to chill in the living room and scroll through your phone. kotaro puts all the stuff away. being too lazy to go chill with you in the living room, he opts for your shared bedroom and lays in the bed. as he scrolls through the photos he took, he notices something on your shoulder. as he takes a closer look, chills course through his spine.

oh.

he needs to talk to you. now. kotaro pulls open your messages and types as fast as humanely possible.

ko <;3 : hey babe. <y/n3 : yea??? ko <3: can you come talk to me pls.

fearing the worst, you rush into your room, to find a serious faced kotaro. oh no. something's horribly wrong. he pats the spot on the bed beside him. as soon as you sit on the spot, he brings you close to his chest. it takes you by surprise but you don't mind. he kisses your forehead and lays his chin on top of your head. "you know, i really really really love you right?" you nod. he sighs, "baby, i know." your stomach drops. he has to be joking. there's no way. you covered it up for months, how did he now know? the picture...fuck. you forgot to cover them... tears start blurring your vision and spill down your cheeks. "kou im sorry. i'm really really sorry, please don't be mad at me. i can't help it. i want to stop so bad, but it's so hard, and i don't know what to do. please, please d-don't leave." you choke out. kotaro just grips you harder and shushes you. he tilts your head up with his fingers, "hey, look at me sweet girl. i could never leave you. you're the most kind, loving, caring, funny, smart, and wonderful person i know. i'm stuck by your side forever, remember?" he grins up at you. "we pinky promised it too!" he holds out his pinky, and you strangle out a breathy laugh from your crying. you calm down a bit as you wrap your pinky around his. he takes your hand and kisses the knuckles gently before wrapping you in a hug again. "i could never leave you pretty girl. you and i are in this together."

keiji akaashi

he knew. he had suspicions but now he knew. keiji knew now because while you both were on the subway coming home, every time something, or someone, hit you near your legs, you'd freeze up. you would tense up or visibly flinch away. you both were coming back from a nice little coffee and book date. keiji wanted to talk to you about this, but didn't want to spoil your good mood. the minute you got home you decided to read some of the books you got from the library and keiji decided to finish a bit of his work with you in the living room. after a bit of time had passed, you decided to put on some netflix. just as you grab the remote, keiji gently touches your wrist and shakes his head. he sits on the floor and pats the spot next to him. you raise a brow but comply. he takes your hands in his and holds them tight. he scans your face and kisses you, slow and meaningful. it takes you by surprise, but you're not complaining. after what seemed like too short of a moment, keiji brings you into his arms and keeps your hands in his. "y/n...you don't need to hide it anymore. i know" you freeze. everything goes cold. your entire body is tense. you pull back a bit and look into his eyes. all you see is hurt, and a bit of dread. how? how could this have happened? and why like this? "how...how long?" you ask him. and he closes his eyes for a second before opening them again. "for a bit of time." tears prick your eyes. "and i bet you know where too, don't you keiji?" he nods and brings you into him again. "keiji...keiji i'm sorry i didn't tell you. i won't do it again, don't be mad at me. it was too much. i couldn't stop it. it hurts so bad. i just want it all to end already." you start sobbing. he brings you to look at him again, with his hands on either side of your cheek. he kisses you again through your gasps and hiccups. he's oh so slow, soft, gentle. so loving. "don't ever say that angel. i could never be mad at you. don't apologize, my love . if anything i'm sorry for not noticing sooner. i won't let it happen again." you feel your heart clench and unclench at his words. you look up at him through your tears, "you won't leave me?" he lays a kiss on your forehead, "i could never". you nuzzle into him deeper, as he strokes his hand down your hair and back. "i love you more than the world itself, my dove. i'll always be by your side. i'll be on this journey with you. forever."

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fairly-linked · 10 months

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Together (Hyrule x Reader)

Trigger Warning: Self-harm.

It'd been a long day, but the chain had finally made it to an inn for a night. Everyone was relieved; you were all exhausted. 'Beyond exhausted' rang true for you in particular.

Hyrule always knew you well, and he also knew you well enough to know how your mental state was at most given times. He knew that with you being so worn out, you couldn't be stable.

...But he never thought it'd be this bad.

"I'm going down to talk to Time for a bit, Rulie. Is that okay?" you question. He looks up at you from his book, knowing that you saw the old man as more of a father figure than anything else.

"Of course, angel, you don't have to ask my permission. You have the room key? I don't know when you'll be back, but just in case."

You nod.

"I've got it, yep."

"Then off you go, my love," he smiles. "I'll be here when you get back."

"I should hope so, I'd worry if you weren't," You laugh, and he laughs with you, shaking his head.

"You and your jokes... I love you. Be safe."

"I will, I love you too."

As you close the door, Hyrule closes his book, sighing softly as he decides your absence is the best time to wash up. He stands, getting up and walking into the inn's bathroom, getting ready to take a nice hot bath when he notices something on the mirror.

Squinting, he slowly walks toward it, noticing the little splatter of red on the mirror. As he scratches at it, he realizes it's not dried yet and feels his breath hitch. Is that blood...? But the only two people in this room were him and--....

His head shoots up as he gazes at his own terrified expression in the mirror.

You.

Oh goddesses, that blood was fresh, now staining the underside of his nail. How did this happen? Had you cut yourself on something? There's nothing here... His heart sinks as a thought creeps its way into his mind, one that he just can't ignore.

He knew you had a... certain history. And he hopes-- no, he prays to the goddesses that it's not the case. That it isn't true...

...Cautiously, he peers into the trash bin. There isn't much in it, and he wouldn't normally do something like this, but... carefully, he moves the trash over, looking underneath it all.

To his horror, there lies a razor blade in the bottom of the bin, a little bit of red on the blade.

He suddenly feels like throwing up. His angel couldn't possibly be hurting this badly... could they? Oh goddesses, 'horrible' doesn't even begin to describe the way he feels right now...

His mind starts to race. Should he go get you? Should he wait until you come back? He doesn't know when you'll come back. He knew earlier that he'd probably be asleep by the time you returned, but...

There's no way in hell he'll be sleeping after this discovery. He sighs worriedly, running a hand through his hair. How long had you been hurting like this? He feels god-awful for not noticing... If you'd been doing this for a while, you'd done a very good job at hiding it, that's for sure. Hyrule knows he isn't dense; if you'd made any comment out of the ordinary, he'd have caught it, surely...

Oh, goddesses. He sighs, trying to calm himself. He's got to keep a clear head here, he knows it.

Maybe he should go to you? Talk to you and Time about it? But you'd be upset, and Time doesn't need to know everything. The old man's got enough on his shoulders...

He decides on waiting until you return, his bath long forgotten while he does his best to calm himself by returning to his book. To no one's surprise, of course, he can't even focus enough to read it properly. Eventually, he gives up with a sigh, closing the book with a thump and setting it carefully it on the nightstand.

He just wishes you'd said something... he knows why you didn't, but even if you didn't want to worry him...

Soon, the door clicks, signaling your return. His ears perk up as you step inside.

"Rulie? I didn't think you'd still be up. Everything okay?" you question him softly. He smiles, patting the spot next to him on the bed.

"I'm fine, angel, but I wanted to talk to you about something..."

His words make you visibly stiffen.

"...You found it, didn't you?"

He lets out a small sigh before speaking.

"Yes, love. I did."

There's a moment of silence between the two of you, before he speaks again.

"You don't have to tell me anything. I'm not upset, okay? You're allowed to feel what you feel. But I want you to remember I'm your partner, not your parent. I'm not going to be angry at you, I'm here to support you...

"...But you have to let me do that. I can't be your anchor you if you won't allow it."

There's another few moments of silence before you sigh, kicking off your boots and coming to sit on the bed next to him.

"...I know... I just... never know how to tell you. It's so hard, and I don't want you to worry about me..."

He snorts a little as he wraps an arm around you. "Angel, you know me. I'm gonna worry anyway."

You laugh a little bit with him.

"I know..."

Silence ensues, but only for a moment.

"Can I see?" he asks carefully. He doesn't wanna pressure you, but he also doesn't wish to see you hurt.

But slowly, you nod, giving him one of your wrists. He removes his arm from your shoulders, carefully sliding up your sleeve, and--

Oh, Hylia, it's worse than he thought. His breath hitches as he quickly realizes you've been hurting for a while now.

"...Oh, angel..." he sighs sadly as he begins to use his healing magic on your wrists.

Nothing is said between the two of you as he heals you, and it doesn't take long. Once he's finished, he sighs, rolling your sleeves back down.

"Are there any more?" he questions, to which you shake your head.

"No."

For a moment, he eyes you suspiciously, and it makes you laugh a little because it looks so adorable.

"I promise, babe, there's no more."

He continues to watch you for a second before letting out a sigh.

"If you say so, angel. Now c'mere, I'm making you feel special now and there's nothing you can do about it." He laughs, pulling you forward by your shoulders and pressing his lips to yours.

The action makes you gasp in surprise, and he laughs into the kiss, his hands quickly moving from your shoulders to your face as he brushes his thumbs over your cheeks. Your hand comes up to meet one of his, carefully resting over the top of his hand as the other rests on his wrist.

He breaks the kiss after a few moments, resting his forehead against yours and gazing into your eyes.

"Promise me you'll tell me if you're feeling this way from now on, okay? Please? You don't have to do this alone, my love."

You smile, giving him another quick peck on the lips.

"I will, I promise."

He smiles.

"We're a team, Angel. We're in this together, okay? I love you."

"I love you too, babe."

You both smile at each other before he brings you back in for another kiss. And if he makes you feel extra special later that night, that's no one's business. Right now, his mission is to shower you with love, and that's exactly what he'll do. Any consequences, he'll deal with when the time comes, because he loves you way more than anyone else.

He loves his angel so, so much and he'll do whatever it takes to prove it.

#linked universe #linked universe x reader #loz linked universe #lu hyrule #tw: sh #tw: sh mention #bek's.fics

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worlds-end-landmine · 1 month

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is it possible to sh with just fingernails lmao

i have naturally long nails i should file them to be so so so sharp and scratch myself like a cat <3

i'm too much of a pussy to use a razor and cutting deep to leave long-term scars freaks me out cause what if I suddenly get better but made myself look too ugly

#claire.txt #tw: sh mention

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coraltigerwizard · 2 months

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is it weird that I like seeing other ppl who sh? it feels comforting, like we understand something about eachother that nobody else truly understands. also I love their freedom and I wish I had that too. I have to cover my scars and they don't, like it doesn't even matter. i love that

#tw: sh #tw: sh mention #shblrr #sh #self h@rm #sh cvt

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lavenderbones13 · 3 months

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hmm headcanon that Chop Top started out ripping out his hair and then when it became so thin and the sensation lost its edge, he started…yknow

#chop top sawyer #tcm #horror #tw: sh mention #just in case

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my-castles-crumbling · 2 months

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Hey I don't know really how to start this other than just to say I think you are a wonderful person and did you could give me some advice I'd really appreciate it.

So basically about 2-3 weeks ago I was at the lowest of the low. I don't really know what triggered it but I just couldn't really properly be happy. It got to the point where I relapsed and self harmed again (sorry if that is too much).

In the last week or so I've been happier and more positive than I have in a long time. But, I keep thinking that it will just get worse again. Because I seem to have the worst luck. I feel like I'm so scared of going back to where I was three weeks ago that I'm not really enjoying the positives while they're here.

I don't know how it got that bad in the first place. So how would I know what could cause it again? I also don't know if I really have gotten out of it because I keep getting like really dark thoughts that every now and again send me into a spiral (smaller than before but there nonetheless)

Please I'm sorry for dumping on you. You obviously don't need to respond to this.

Hi!

Just gonna put a TW for SH

Please don't feel bad at all for talking to me! I don't mind at all!

Please keep in mind, however, I'm NOT a professional, so all of my advice is from my own experience. To cover my own butt, I just want to make that perfectly clear.

So, here's the thing. I'm...not always normal when it comes to emotions, right? (Not to be all 'I'm not like other people') But I'm a bit neurospicy and what I do to cope might not work for you. But lemme tell you what I do/what I would do in this situation, because I've been there and this is VERY relatable to me.

First of all, when we're looking at anxiety (because what you're experiencing right now is anxiety about the possibility of something bad happening), I find it helps to check those thoughts. As in, when I think: What if something bad happens? I then think- Okay. What if something bad happens? And then I think through a few things I could do in that scenario. You're worried that your mood will go down again. What if it does? What can you do if that happens? Do you have people you can talk to? You have me :) Do you have a comfort book or movie you could have ready?

The reality is, our moods naturally ebb and flow, so you're going to feel yourself be happier some days and sad other days. I'm not saying catastrophes will happen, but unfortunately sometimes things happen like a break up or a low grade that make us sad. But making sure you have a plan ready for when that happens makes the whole thing a whole lot less scary.

As far as SH, it's an addictive behavior. And with addictive behaviors, we have to make sure not to set ourselves up for failure by looking at in certain ways. You SHing does not make you a failure or a bad person. It means that you need a healthier coping mechanism, and a plan for if you feel the urge to do that again. It might be helpful for you to come up with a list of things you could do if the urge comes again.

One thing that might be helpful for any lists or plans that you make is a crisis hotline. Crisis hotlines are confidential and anonymous, and extremely helpful in situations where you feel like you might make a decision you'll regret, or in situations where you just can't think through your feelings. This is a great hotline that allows for call, message, or text.

For the record, I don't suggest the hotline to shame you or scare you- it's just good to have one in mind for those situations where nobody else is answering.

Like I said, life has highs and lows, and I know you will get through those low points, but it can definitely be scary to think about. For me, having a plan helps a little bit, so maybe it'll help you, too!

<3 <3 <3 <3

#ask #asks #ask cas #tw: sh #tw: sh mention

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