#some hurt comfort

[smerfols]

“Everytime I close my eyes I see their faces.”

“Then keep them open, and look at me instead.”

[abisalli]

There was always a certain shift that happened in Batman whenever he talked to kids that were hurt or scared. He would speak more softly, maybe even kneel down in front of them to personally assure them that they were safe now.

My first piece for this year's @batfam-big-bang! This is a scene from the incredible fic by @fullmetalninjabunny called 'Soft Words Left Unspoken' which you can find here <- 🦇 I had a blast working on this! Thank you so much for having me and also thank you to the mods for a great event <3

Image ID:

An image of Tim Drake as Robin and Bruce Wayne as Batman inside the Batcave. Both characters have their masks off. Tim is sitting on top of a medical bed and is looking to the side with tears streaming down his face. Bruce kneels down in front of him, looking troubled. He is holding Tim’s Mask in his right hand. In the foreground are four boxed captions with the following text, “It wasn’t Batman who was there anymore, but Bruce Wayne. Not the vigilante that had lost a protégé, but the man who has lost his son.”

[chez-cinnamon]

Nervous Caine my beloved, you draw him so well

Thank you!! Get very used to seeing him that way-

Despite being an AI, Caine displays a lot of anxiety and self deprecating symptoms, and being an AI, he does NOT know how to handle these feelings healthily. Also since I HC him as autistic, or displaying symptoms akin to autism, it makes understanding these negative emotions much harder, as well as expressing them.

Thankfully, he finds comfort in someone who really understands his feelings-

[grey-viridian]

Based on hollow mind by @crows-murder

Thanks for the inspiration and a lot of pain)

Here is a version without a shield (it doesn't make sense but I just like it. You can see the fear in Leo's eyes much clearer>:3)

Aaand the original sketch (which I also like so I'm showing it to you)

[21cha]

Once in a while, I think of those 5 seconds when Raph regains control from Krang

His happy face!!

[nipuni]

Some sketches of Ellie taking care of Alec 🤭

[beebeedibapbeediboop]

Alois and Ciel commission for a friend

[io-lu-art]

*sighs* hello.

here, have some hurt/comfort reylo.

you're welcome.

[bokutoko]

ᴋᴜʀᴏᴏ'ꜱ pretty sure he’s about to lose his job.

but he can’t bring himself to care.

just like clockwork at 5:30 PM, he walked up to your best friend’s apartment with a single flower—your favorite, not just the typical ‘apology roses’ he picked out in the past—along with his work phone. while you never told him where you went, he knew you ended up here, far across town from him.

he stood face-to-face with the cheap mahogany of the door, debating if he should knock. how would you react? would you even answer?

nevertheless, he left his things in a little bag, turning off his work phone that already had four missed calls from coworkers. it wasn’t much, but it was proof. it was evidence that he was trying, trying to show you he could do it.

he could separate work and his life—for you.

the heels of his shoes clicked on the hardwood floor of the hallway as he walked back to the elevator, back to his high-rise that had never felt so dark and empty as it had since you left.

the late-night autumn air was cold, and kuroo saw his breath as he walked, the brisk chill cutting through his coat. but he’ll freeze if it means he could prove to you he could change—that he could be the man you deserved.

and that was what he did, every morning and evening.

as days passed, kuroo brought more upon his visits: your favorite sweets when he dropped his phone off, a book that he remembered was on your TBR, a little note saying he hoped you were well and drinking enough water. you always were bad about that.

one morning, he left your favorite coffee since he knew you had an important presentation that had been marked in your shared calendar in the kitchen. he gave the door a soft knock—not because he wanted you to see him (even though he definitely did) but because he knew you didn’t like your coffee to get cold—and he quickly walked off.

one morning, he came rounding the corner at 8:30 AM on the dot to pick up his work phone, another flower in-hand, when he saw you standing at the front door, and he swore he could’ve fallen to his knees at the sight of you.

you were wearing comfier clothes—must be your day off—and he opened his mouth to say something, anything.

“hi,” is all his voice uttered. is that all you’re gonna say to the love of your life, who you haven’t seen in weeks?? good job, you fu—

“what’re you doing, tetsu?” you softly asked, skepticism lining your gaze as you gave his work suit a once over. his tie is slightly lopsided.

his brain short circuited at the sound of your voice, a balm to his soul. “what do you mean?” he prompted, his brows furrowing in confusion.

“all of this,“ you motioned around you and to him standing before you, “what are you doing?”

kuroo’s eyes followed her, glancing at his hands, which held another one of your favorite flowers, the little bag that was now conveniently missing the chocolates he left for you yesterday, his turned-off work phone that probably had dozens of missed calls—not that he cared about that anyway.

you were here; he wasn’t about to ruin his chance to talk to you.

“you know what i’m trying to prove here, angel,” he reasoned, taking a hesitant step forward, “and i’ll do this for as long as it takes—”

“for what?”

“for you to come home,” he said, his eyes zeroing in on your finger, the beautiful engagement ring he gave you months ago still sparkling, even in the shitty apartment hallway lighting.

she still wore it, after all this time.

he had to remind himself to breathe, and he added a soft, “angel, please come home soon.”

he knew she can see right through him, she can see how this man has stripped himself bare before her, all the way to the marrow of his bones. all his cards were on the table. no games, no bullshit.

he knew it wouldn’t be that day, the next, or maybe even in another long week before you’d come home, but he hoped that one day, you’d trust him to give him your heart once more.

he won’t lose you.

PART ONE

a/n: TADAAA part two! i lowk was not expecting so many people to like angsty kuroo but here we are

*HUGE thank you to the anon for the help with an idea; you’re wonderful, and i hope your pillow is cold on both sides tonight

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[bambooswordwielder]

Obsessed with the fact that Shen Yuan only transmigrates when all the Peaklords have settled into their positions for a few years because the idea of Shang Qinghua being stuck watching Shen Jiu and Liu Qingge arguing for nth time about some budget detail that is DEFINITELY getting overblown now and just being stuck thinking

"Damn this would've been such a good enemies to lovers plot line... Imagine how much I could've made off of them..." and regretting not monetising their rivalry more before he killed off Liu Qingge ( "Oh and the angst Shen Qingqiu would've faced after his secret lover died and everyone blamed him for it! Fans would've been begging for more extras!" 🐹💔)

Like all the peaklords are desperately trying to mediate and fix the situation and Shang Qinghua is just imagining his one hundredth Fix-It Fic/AU where Shen Jiu is the King's trusted scholar and Liu Qingge is the King's personal bodyguard

Everyone thinks when a single tear falls from Shang Qinghua's eyes its because during Liu Qingge and Shen Jiu's fight they destroyed both his newly drafted budget (for the fifth time that month) and the fact they also destroyed the table (for the third time that week and the week just started)

Reality is Shang Qinghua is crying because he thought of an angsty death scene for the two Romeo and Juliet style because both their families couldn't accept them being together

Years of this pass and at some point he even picks up writing again (specifically about characters clearly based on Shen Jiu and Liu Qingge) and he gets really popular, popular enough his novels start to flood all of Cang Qiong and even Liu Mingyan takes some inspiration from them

Everyone knows damn well that the characters are clearly meant to be Peaklord Shen and Peaklord Liu, but no one tells because they all are legitimately waiting for the next volume of "Battle-to-your-poisonous-heart-and-peaches"

Does everyone know it's Shang Qinghua... Noooo.. Would anyone admit if they did know.... No.

Then all the sudden on day Shen Qingqiu suddenly looked in the dictionary and discovered what the word 'nice' is and now he doesn't abuse his students 🐹🤯

He even let himself get poisoned and potentially ruined his cultivation for life for Luo Binghe of all people!? Um excuse Airplane Logic, but the MC is supposed to only get all the good stuff AFTER he falls into the abyss!

And what's this about Liu Qingge helping to 'clear' his meridians so he has to personally visit Qing Jing peak every week?? Def something is off, an author knows fishy when he sees it

For how many years Shang Qinghua is stuck watching these two do their whole "You're my precious Shidi" and "I'll always be here for you" act and he's just stuck eating dogfood wondering when exactly is the marriage extra coming in and why the System won't tell me why Shen Qingqiu is acting all happy go lucky now

Shang Qinghua notices Shen Qingqiu talking to Yue Qingyuan more, he notices Qing Jing disciples running straight to Shen Qingqiu with joy and excitement rather than the reserved fear they had before, he notices how Shen Qingqiu only glares at him twice every meeting than before!

Maybe this isn't his version of PIDW, maybe it's a fan made version where Liu Qingge and Shen Qingqiu fall in love and with the power of love and friendship Shen Qingqiu learns to be kind and to care and isn't going to cause Luo Binghe to go down his dark path and maybe they can all have a happyily ever after—

*Endless Abyss Arc*

"Oh fuck–"

[Before Endless Abyss Arc]

*Shang Qinghua watching from a distance as Luo Binghe is practically clinging to Shen Qingqiu's side. Shen Qingqiu pats Luo Binghe's head and Luo Binghe does THAT smile he only does for his wives*

"Well this is an interesting fanfic..."

[After Airplane Reveal]

"Wait... So you're actually a transmigrater as well, Cucumber-Bro?"

"Yeah, and?"

"..."

"Why are you staring at me like that?"

"Do you hate, or have you at least at some point hated, Liu Qingge?"

"I– No–Wait what???"

"Let me reword it. Have you ever considered murdering him at one point?"

"WHYAREYOUASKINGMETHESEQUESTIONS!? YOUKNOWWHATHAPPENEDTOSHENJIU! IMNOTRISKINGHISFATE!"

"... So I'll take that as a no."

"OBVIOUSLY!?"

"So it's just a normal Friends to lovers 😮‍💨 No flavour 🙄"

Shang Qinghua was then brutally attacked.

[During the Five Years SY was dead]

*Shang Qinghua watching Liu Qingge go every single day to fight Luo Binghe for Shen Qingqiu's body*

"Oh my Airplane.... It's not a enemies-to-lovers... It's not Teacher X Disciple... It's a bloody love triangle with both! Oh how much money this plot would've made me 💔 I would've been able to pay for four months worth of rent and groceries!"

Random Disciple visiting An Ding: "Um.... Is Shang-Shibo okay? He fell on the ground?"

An Ding Disciple: "Leave him. He does that sometimes. Now about your budget request..."

*Shang Qinghua screaming in the background*

Random Disciple: "..."

An Ding Disciple: "..."

Random Disciple: "Should we check on–"

An Ding Disciple, now dragging other disciple away: "Let's settle this at your peak."

Years later when Bingqiu have already had their wedding and everyone has become somewhat tolerant of their relationship, Shang Qinghua just sighs loudly and Shen Yuan asks him what's up. Shang Qinghua looks him in the eyes and just shakes his head.

"My ship...💔"

"..."

"OW– Why did you have go hit me on the head!?"

"Because I don't want to know what's going on in there and I need to make sure what's in there stays in there."

[knightmareaceblue]

Some Hurt/Comfort sticks for the soul

[animeomegas]

Warnings: non-consensual neck grabbing from enemy nin, non-sexual subspace, panic attacks, hurt/comfort galore

Necks are sensitive and delicate areas, but this is extra true for omegas. Being grabbed near or on the neck spooks them on an instinctual level that can be difficult to settle.

So imagine your omega comes back from a mission with his eyes wide, tinged with a feral tinge. He's shaking a little, on edge and hypervigilant. There's a bruise on his neck that gives away what must have happened during his mission.

Rage bubbles up inside you at the thought of someone hurting him like that, touching him like that. You're tempted to hunt down the perpetrator and make them pay, threaten his teammates too, for letting this happen.

But you can't leave him. Not your omega, not now.

Neji:

And if you were angry, then Neji was furious.

"They just- I didn't- How dare-" he had furious tears in his eyes as he approached you. You didn't hesitate to wrap him in your embrace. He didn't embrace you back but instead tucked his arms between your chests like he was trying to fold himself into you. You held him tighter.

"Are they dead?"

Neji growled a horrible growl into your shoulder. You waited for him to finish, trying to encircle him even more in your arms to protect him from the world.

"Yes," he finally pushed out. He tried to force himself closer to you, although there was no more space to occupy.

"Good." You pressed a kiss to his head. "I've got you."

And that was all Neji needed to hear before the tears bubbled over.

Kakashi:

"Do you need your collar, baby?" you asked, gently holding his face in your hands. He had crashed to your feet the second he had walked through the door, and was now breathing harshly, his eyes cloudy with panic.

A whine violently ripped out of him. You weren't the only one who jumped at the sound, and Kakashi looked equally shocked that such a noise had escaped him.

"Okay, okay, hold still," you swallowed your rage and tried not to fumble as you fastened the familiar collar around his throat.

As soon as you were done, he collapsed forward onto your lap, and you spent the next hour gently stroking the skin around the collar until your Kakashi could come back to you.

Itachi:

"What happened?" you demanded, storming your way over to him, you hands flittering over the vibrant purple bruise.

Itachi blinked at you, as though he wasn't quite sure why you were behaving like this. You waited for his response, but none came. He just blinked at you again, his eyes suspiciously foggy.

You lowered your voice and tried to remove any anger from your voice, even though it was impossible to remove it from veins. "Itachi?"

"Alpha?" he asked, voice slightly slurred. "Please- please don't be angry."

"I'm not angry at you, darling." You stepped closer, watching him intently for signs of discomfort. Ever so gently, you ran you thumb on the underside of his jaw. He let out a shuddering sigh, but no more recognition seemed to emerge. "Why don't we get you all cleaned up and safe in your nest, does that sound good?"

His foggy eyes jumped to yours for the first time, and he immediately nodded. "Please."

Naruto:

"It's-It's not as bad as it looks," Naruto laughed, entirely at odds with the way his whole body was still shaking with adrenaline. "They just, caught me off guard, that's all."

The anger was buried under the heartbreak at his reaction. Did he think you would brush him off? Tell him to get over it? You wordlessly opened your arms to him, and for a second you caught the way his fake smile fell and his face screwed up with emotion before he collided with you and buried his face in your chest.

"I'm sorry," he sobbed. "I didn't mean to cry. I'm fine, I just-"

"You're just in my arms right now, and there is nothing in this world that would get me to let go of you, I promise."

Shikamaru:

"Mark me again, you have to- you have to bite me." His eyes were almost manic as he grabbed you and pushed you down onto the sofa before climbing on your lap. "Fuck! Please, you have to."

"Shikamaru!" You grabbed his face and tried to hold him still, but he wrenched it away in favour of shoving the juncture of his neck, bruised in blue and black, in front of your mouth. "Hold on a second-"

"No! They, they defiled it, you need to fix it!"

"It's going to hurt you-"

"I don't care! Just do it!"

Throwing caution to the wind, you indulged both him and your baseline instincts, still furious that someone had dared to touch his mating mark at all, let alone with such aggression. You sunk your teeth into his shoulder, over his previous mark, refreshing it in a small wave of red.

Shikamaru hissed at the pain, but as the endorphins flooded in, his eyes closed and he collapsed completely on top of you, breathing harshly. You lapped at the bite soothingly, and only then did some of the oppressive scent of manic omega clear from the air.

[galeemdoesart]

[mild-incompetence]

I like how we don’t see Fizz completely until he has his horns covered and how Fizz also doesn’t wake up Ozzie until he has his horns covered.

That whilst he’s lying on Ozzie he is still almost completely under the cover. You can barely see the tip of his face and his arm.

But then the alarm goes off and he has hidden himself entirely under the sheet.

[sophsun1]

9-1-1 – 8.05: Masks

[lukazade]

Who's gonna look after you if not the hot guys you have really normal definitely platonic relationships with?