Can We Have A Cad Bane X Reader Where He Finds Out That The Reader Is Self Harming? What Would His Response

Can we have a Cad Bane x Reader where he finds out that the reader is self harming? What would his response be, how would he approach it? Anything would be great! Thank you so much. This is pretty heavy, so if you decide to not do it, I totally understand! Your writing is amazing!

Overcome

Cad Bane X GN!Reader

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Your boyfriend has just walked in on you in the refresher, and he is completely at a loss. What can he do to help?

warnings: trigger warning ⚠️ mentions of SH, Cad being a little inconsiderate and angry, swearing, emotional reader, comfort at the end. Please speak out if you’re struggling, someone will care and listen 💜

Cad could not believe his eyes when he walked into the ‘fresher, his cold blood beginning to boil as anger and confusion flurries his mind.

“What tha’ fuck are you playing’ at?” He kicks the blade out of your grasp, glaring down at you as you sit on the floor, silent and with your knees tucked up into your chest.

His chest is heaving, completely perplexed at what he just witnessed. “Answer me!” He barks, toothpick flying out of his mouth and clattering onto the ground.

You remain silent, staring off at nothing. Completely numb.

“Fine. Be ignorant.” He huffs, pacing back and forth which is when Todo comes sweeping over and analyses the scenario.

“Mr. bane, perhaps it’s best you leave.”

Cad looks at Todo with a face like thunder, “Me?” He hissed.

“Yes, they’re not in the right frame of mind to talk right now.” Todo tries to soothe the situation and Cad is almost in shock at how concerned Todo is in this situation.

He looks to you, then back at Todo and snarls. “Tell them to clean themselves up and meet me in the cockpit.” And like that, Cad stormed off leaving you and the service droid.

Todo floated a few inches above you, scanning your body with his sensors as you wiped away a tear that had escaped your eyes. "He hates me, doesn't he?" you asked in a small voice.

Todo paused for a moment before retrieving a med kit and returning to your side. "Mr. Bane hates a lot of things and people, but you are not one of them," he said soothingly.

You extended your arm, looking at the self-inflicted wound briefly before meeting Todo's gaze as he applied a spray. "He seemed pretty angry with me," you said, your voice barely above a whisper.

“Obviously, you have what I assume is a wound that you did on your own accord so yes, he would be angry.” The droid lectures and you sigh miserably, pacing a hand under your chin as you let the droid get to work.

The two of you are quiet before Todo asks, “Why did you do it?”

Truth is, you didn’t have a specific reason. It was… a lot of things but none you wanted to get into with Todo of all things. “I don’t know.” You reply, not lying, but also not stating the truth.

“Very well.” He finishes patching you up. “He wants to see you in the cockpit.”

You blink and shake your head, hugging your knees again. “I don’t want to talk to him.”

“But Mr.Bane insists-.”

“I don’t give a damn what he insists. If he wants to talk to me he can come here and speak to me.” You hiss, eyes narrowed on the droid who gives you a two second silence before flying off.

In the meantime, Cad is in the cockpit, sitting in the pilot's seat and is pinching at his brow, his temper still simmering but not boiling over.

He didn’t understand. Why would you do that to yourself? Was it a game he didn’t understand or were you…? He sighs at the thought of you doing something as drastic as what he was initially thinking and pondered where it all went wrong.

He sighed, thinking about how your relationship had started off rocky but eventually settled into something more. He loved you, and although it scared him at first, he would do anything for you. Well aware, he knew he had screwed up by snapping at you instead of trying to help. He bounced his leg up and down anxiously, wondering if you would pack your things and leave because of his behavior.

He whips around at the sound of noise but sighs to see it was only Todo. “Are they comin’?”

“I assume you’re talking about-.”

“Obviously! Are they comin’ or not?”

“No.” Todo says plainly.

He groans in aggravation but knows all too well his anger is getting the best of him. He hated seeing you hurting and of course, he fucked up and snapped at you rather than help. He wouldn’t be surprised at all if you were to pack up your stuff and leave after how he acted. But he was a Bounty Hunter, a hard headed one and didn’t do ‘comfort’. Maybe he had to change for you.

“I’ll go speak to dem in a bit.” He muttered to himself, hitting some buttons on the control panel as he set the ship into hyperspace so he had enough time to come up with something to say that didn’t make him sound like a complete idiot.

Maybe half an hour passed and there was still no movement from the refresher which is when he finally approached. The moment the door hissed open, your head tilts to the side, looking up at him.

The two of you stared at one another, neither of you having the courage to speak first. Then, he grumbles something under his breath along the lines of ‘move up’ where he wedges himself on the floor in front of you, his long legs sprawled out.

You see him glance at your arm and you don’t shift your position this time. Instead, you look across at him before saying, “say something then.”

Cad removes his hat, wiping the sweat off his brow he didn’t realise was forming and placed it over his knee. “Alright. Why did you do it?”

The second time that question surfaced today and it wasn’t easier to answer this time round as his red eyes bore into your own. “It’s… complicated.”

“Damn right it is.” He snarled a little but upon seeing your hurt reaction, he sighs and muffles a quick apology. “Can ya try and explain it to me then? Before I lose my head.”

“Before you say, this has nothing to do with you. And I’m not depressed either.” He listens to you, blinking but it is not quite sinking in.

“So ya cut yourself for what? Fun?”

“No! No,” you say quickly, wrapping your arms around yourself, “I’ve been kinda dissociated recently and I felt like this way was the best way for me to take control. Stopping myself from feeling completely numb and empty.”

For the first time, Cad had to hold back a small tear that was threatening to spill. “I just don’t get why ya feel that way though. Or why ya didn’t talk to me about it first instead of doin’ somethin’ stupid like dat?” He gestures to your arm and you find yourself nodding in silent agreement.

“I’m so sorry Cad.” Your hands fly to your face, shielding the tears that poured down your cheeks.

Cad felt a small ache in his heart, yet another sigh parting his lips before he leans across and picks you up with ease, keeping you close to his chest. He does his best and whispers calm and soothing words that soon made your crying die down.

“Easy now.” He murmurs against your ear, placing a small kiss to it. “I’ve got ya. I… I love ya.”

“I’ll always be ‘ere, alright? Remember that. Next time you wanna do something like tha’ come and get me darlin’.”

Your exhausted self sighs against Cad’s body, both of you cuddled up as his longer fingers run through your hair. “Thank you.”

“Not a problem. I’m sorry for how I acted. Just felt like I could’ve done somethin’.” He frowned at himself, internally beating himself up for not seeing the signs earlier. That was part of his life, to have keen eyes and search for any signs of danger. He just felt shitty that he didn’t see it right under his nose.

“Like I said, it’s not your fault. I’m just… tired.”

Cad will do everything in his power to make you feel loved, protected and calm.

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Imagine somehow finding yourself in the arms of Leon and Luis in the most inopportune times.

“Yeah, no. I don’t know about this, guys.”

“It’s not that big of a drop. You can do this.”

“Easy for you to say, Leon!”

“Calma, my fine friend. Just close your eyes and remember not to lock your knees.”

“Luis, you are not helping.”

You turn your head at the sound of shouting. Further in the distance, a mob of plaga-infected cultists are sprinting towards you three with torches and pitchforks.

Luis walks forward, waving at you to move. “Go! I’ll take care of them.” Not giving you a chance to protest against this reckless idea, the Spaniard bravely rushes straight at the mob with a stack of dynamite in hand.

Seeing no other option, you approach the edge of the cliff. Just seeing how high up you are and how low the lower ground is was enough to make you hesitate and quake in your shoes. The fear of hurting yourself in the fall outweighing your fear of being mauled to pieces by angry villagers.

“I-I… I can’t-”

BOOM!

The thunderous blast along with the violent tremors beneath your feet shocks you so terribly that you practically leap off the rocky edge with a horrified scream. You realize then that you didn’t position yourself properly. You were free falling with your head facing the sky, hurdling towards the ground without any means to cushion your landing. Anticipating great pain, your eyes shut tight. An involuntary, terror-stricken yelp escapes you when you no longer felt the rush of wind, awaiting your back to harshly collide with the hard ground.

The pain doesn’t come. You didn’t feel any dirt and grovel, but still felt yourself pressed against something hard and firm. You are also suspended, to your surprise, your weight supported by a steady hold beneath your shoulders and knees.

A husky voice calls out to you. “You okay?”

You didn’t realize that you still had your eyes closed, opening them to see a familiar blond gazing down at you. The icy color in his eyes flash with genuine concern. Piecing together that Leon broke your fall by catching you in his arms, your cheeks burn a tinge of pink that does not go unnoticed.

The agent throws you a small grin at your silence, “I’ll take that as a yes. Don’t worry, not going to let anything happen to you. I got your back. Literally.”

There is an unmistakable warmth in his expression, a magnetic glint in his eyes that you couldn’t tear yourself away from. Your mouth opens, but nothing comes out. You want to thank him but found yourself at a loss for words. Leon’s gaze switches from your eyes to your mouth then, bright blues lingering. The way he is looking at you, it is like he is placed in a trance. Whether it was done purposefully or he was subconsciously driven to readjust your weight in his hands, the man tightens his hold on you, bringing your chests tightly together.

His lips open slightly, mimicking yours, and it is then did you notice just how close your faces are. You feel yourself falling under the same spell, your senses becoming dizzy from his musky scent and it is as if his entire being is enveloping you. In a way, you are completely surrounded by him. And he seems to be moving closer to you yet, his lips slowly inching forward…

“¡Oye, Yanqui!” Both of you look up in alarm to see Luis yelling, the dark-haired man still at the top of the cliff above. It seems the mob that was pursuing you three no longer posed as a danger as you didn’t hear or see any furious monsters behind him. Luis must have also been observing the interaction between you two as he had an amused expression on his rugged face. You almost swore that you can see a bit of green in his grey eyes. “What about me?”

Leon merely gives the Spaniard a deadpan look. “What about you?”

Luis rolls his eyes, gesturing with arms wide as if what he was hinting towards is obvious. “Would be nice to have a certain Prince Charming break my fall too.”

The blond scoffs. “Sucks to be you,” he retorts, promptly walking the other direction and purposefully moving further away from the cliffside.

You watch intently as Luis’ shoulders slump, the man visibly heaving a deep, defeated sigh before analyzing the height of the drop. He jumps off with a running start and a worried gasp rips from your throat when he doesn’t stick the landing, tumbling about in a not-so-graceful fashion before finally coming to a rest on his side. Your ears pick up the Spaniard groaning curses in his native tongue.

“I think Luis hurt himself,” you comment aloud.

Leon doesn’t bother looking back, his steps maintaing a brisk pace. “Don’t worry about him, he’ll be fine.”

The desire to argue with the blond about this was strong, but was quickly dismissed when you spot Luis rising back up to a stand and dusting off his pants. He seemed none the worse for wear. You sigh, a relieved smile easing onto your lips. It drops when you finally register that you are still being carried.

“Uh… Leon?”

The stoic agent acknowledges you with a hum.

“…Think you can put me down?”

You guess that Leon didn’t realize that he was holding you longer than necessary either, the tips of his ears a deep red as he hurriedly helps you back on your feet. He utters an embarrassed apology almost too low for you to hear and you give him a shy thanks in turn, casting your eyes to the ground so that he wouldn’t see your blush blooming again. You didn’t catch the way he beheld you then.

Fortunately, the awkward moment disperses before it could permeate.

Unfortunately, it is because of a gargantuan monster bursting out from seemingly within the mountainside. Upon seeing the three of you, it releases a terrible roar that shakes the very air.

“¡Gigante! Run, amigos!” Luis shouts, catching up to you and Leon. Without warning, he grabs you by the hand and pulls you close behind him as he sprints away.

The giant plaga chases you all through the area for what seems like an eternity. After some time, you feel your lungs and legs start to give out, your feet staggering with each step. Sensing you struggle to keep up the pace, the Spaniard stops abruptly.

You heave with ragged breath, “Luis, we can’t stop-”

He wordlessly sweeps you into his arms with a strength that astounds you. At your surprised expression, the dark-haired man flashes you a toothy grin before running off again with the same quickness he had before. Not once did he stumble or falter.

If the situation wasn’t so dire, you would have berated Luis for his arrogance and him taking on the burden of literally carrying your weight without so much as giving you a say in the matter. However, you were too exhausted to argue. This moment of respite was not relished for very long, though, as the two of you come to a sudden stop once again. The two of you are overlooking yet another high cliff.

You groan in tired exasperation. “You have got to be kidding me!”

Panic grips at your heart, you glance over Luis’ broad shoulder with fearful eyes to see if the monster is still in pursuit. To your astonishment, you see the large beast distracted in one spot several paces away. Distracted by a certain blond who was firing at it relentlessly. Leon was unleashing hell upon the plaga without fear, but the shells seem to only bounce off its hard skin. Despite how ineffective the attacks appear, it is apparently enough to hold the giant’s attention. For how long, you were loathe to find out.

Catching you staring, Leon yells over the gunfire. “What are you two waiting for? Jump!”

Jump?!

You peek back over the edge. There’s a body of water below and terror-filled thoughts ran frantically in your hyperactive mind.

Are the waters shallow? Are they deep? You swear that you can see sharp rocks too. There’s no way any of you can do this and live to tell the tale.

A firm squeeze on your side pulls you from the depths of your increasing panic. You turn your head to see Luis smiling patiently. It is not the playful smirk he often wears but rather it is one that offered nothing but sincere reassurance.

Luis speaks up softly, the seriousness in his thick accent even and irrefutable, “My friend, do you trust me?”

His question didn’t need an answer. You knew what he was implying. And although you were scared out of your wits, you found comfort in Luis’ confidence. There is an unwavering determination is his grey gaze, a silent promise that your safety is assured with him.

His bright smile widens at the sight of your nod and he returns it with one of his own. “Hold onto me.”

You follow his order, wrapping your arms tight around his neck. For the second time, you shut your eyes, bracing for another long fall.

A moment passes.

Two.

Nothing.

You don’t hear yourself being carried further away from the sound of Leon’s gunshots. You don’t feel the rush of wind against your face or your body and clothes submerged in water. Overwhelmed with curiosity, you open your eyes and discover Luis still staring down at you. There is an intense emotion in his silver gaze that you couldn’t place.

“Luis, what’s happening? What’s wrong?”

He tilts his head. “Nada. Was just thinking that at a time like this,” he begins to say slowly, the tone of his voice dropping to depths that sent flutters into your heart, “we could use a bit of good luck. A favor shared between a knight and his intended. What do you say?”

You were going to ask what he was going on about, but the question becomes stuck in your throat when you see his face dip down to yours. Your noses bump at the tips and he inches closer still. You didn’t realize you stopped breathing until your lungs forced you to suck in much needed air, the taste of his breath warm upon your tongue.

Your heart was pounding loudly against your chest, blood pumping through your veins so fiercely that you thought you would faint right then and there. Your mind becomes totally blank and all you can process is the faint brush of Luis’ lips…

Bump!

“Ugh-!”

“Ahhhhh!!”

The sudden jolt of your body rushing forward brings you back to awareness. You’re falling. Again! But it isn’t you that is screaming now. It’s Luis. He’s falling next to you. In the corner of your eye, you catch a pair of gloved hands grasping on both of your forearms.

Three bodies plunge into the chilly waters. You were flailing about, unable to regain equilibrium, and you thought for certain that you were going to drown. But luck was on your side yet again as you’re pulled to the open surface by strong hands on your person. Sweet air then returns to your lungs.

“¡Loco hijo de puta! Were you trying to kill us?!”

“Don’t give me that, I told you two to jump.”

Leon and Luis already had their heads above the water by the time you regained your wits, the two of them arguing back and forth. You tuned out their squabble in favor of searching for the gigante. The monster peering down high above. With a furious roar, it retreats back from whence it came, leaving you three alone for good, and relief washes over you. Looking around, your eyes then find a stretch of land that the three of you could swim towards. You made a move to start paddling to safety, not wanting to linger in case there were more terrors treading about below. Or at least you tried to.

You couldn’t move. Your body was quite literally pressed in between the two men. Their arms circled around you, keeping you afloat and securely in place. You could feel every inch of their hard muscles pressing against your front and back. Despite the freezing chill of the water surrounding you, your body felt like it was lit aflame. The handsome agent and the dashing Spaniard cease their bickering when they hear you gasp.

Leon, who is behind you, looks at the back of your bowed head. His hardened expression softening to that of worry as he called your name. “Are you hurt? We should get you out of the water fast.”

Luis, who is in front of you, observes you with a knowing smirk. His teasing, cheeky demeanor returning tenfold. He was about to say something, but you silence him with a deathly glare.

You totally miss the look of confusion on Leon’s face when Luis starts busting out laughing. Being close to these two is a new kind of dangerous.

So would you write about the new Young Gomez when you have free time again? 🥺

Yea, definitely! I want to watch the show soon so you can send in any requests you might have, but I have many requests to do rn so I won't get to it that soon, if that's alright :)

Hiya! I love your stuff. Do you ever plan on continuing the Abe Sapien x Kelpie reader story? (Confuseing Feelings)

Hi! Thank you so much for the question! Sorry the reply took so long, I'm graduating this year so I don't have nearly as much time for writing as I'd like to. I'd love to continue all stories with my OCs, the thing is, I'm not good at making OCs XD. Confusing feelings was my very first work on this blog and at that time, Lynn was just an idea that came to my head. No real backstory or personality tbh. I took some time a few days ago to change her design a little bit and I want to focus on my OCs a little more. So, I will definitely continue with the story, but don't expect it to be anytime soon I guess😅 Here is the design:

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