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My therapist moved away and I don't really feel like seeing anyone else so fuck that I guess
TW: death & angst
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“I have . . . a wife.”
Kento Nanami’s last words were painful to utter — both from the serious injuries he sustained and from holding back tears that threatened to fall down his cheeks.
He didn’t mind dying, as he was exhausted. Beyond tired.
But he would never see you again, and he would never get a chance to say goodbye.
He couldn’t think about that right now, though.
If he did, he would cry.
And with Mahito’s chilling hand pressed against his bare back, he didn’t know how much time he had left to speak to his traumatized student.
“I have a wife, Itadori. I love her so, so much.” Nanami smiled sadly — as much as he could with his half-burned face. “Her name is Y/N. F/N L/N. Find her and my daughter. Tell them I love them, okay? Say it over and over again . . . so they won’t forget it. Make sure they aren’t too sad. Keep them safe. Y/N . . . she oversleeps a lot and forgets to take her medicine. She’s very clumsy too, so just . . . watch over her for me. She won’t buy her favorite snacks unless she thinks I’ll eat them with her, so try to share them with her when I’m gone. She hates watching her favorite shows alone . . . and going to the mechanic . . . she hates being alone, Itadori. Please don’t leave her alone. My kid’s young — she won’t remember me in a few years — so when you tell her about me, just tell her that daddy loves her, okay?”
“I-“
“Itadori,” Nanami interrupted sternly, yet tiredly. His grin softened. He imagined the beautiful faces of his wife and daughter one last time. “You’ve got it from here.”
As Nanami exploded from Mahito’s horrific technique, he died with the hope that someday, he would see you and his sweet girl again.
That someday, he might.
And he will be waiting.
And variant with the actual colors and without the blur effect :
Been rambling with @fauxbia about our critters if they had some of the disco elysium skills, and I finally decided to draw something for that
Didn't draw all of them else I was going to perish </3 also rip motorics for not being included
The big topmost middle skill doesnt belong to PLU but to Spears instead
rebulid
cw; kim mingyu x gn reader - angst, some fluff, comfort, crying, alludes to depression. reader is going through a hard time mentally and in their life and mingyu is there for them when they need to just exist...if that makes sense
an; this is one of my comfort pieces written for myself mainly, but if it helps someone else feel somewhat better, then that is good. depression is a difficult topic but something i struggle with daily, some days are better than others, today was just one where life kicked my ass. i had to remind myself that it's okay to feel it sometimes and let myself rebuild. -- i am not going to put a tag list on this imagine.
imagine laying in bed with mingyu, him on his back and you resting against his side. your cheek against his chest you close your eyes listening to his steady breaths letting them calm you after a horrible day. his hand running along your arm creating small goosebumps under his touch.
mingyu isn't asleep and he knows you aren't either but the two of you simply lay in the dark listening to the sound of the wind moving through the trees. after a few moments he leans to press a kiss to your forehead but doesn't move his lips from your skin, instead he just lets his mouth relax where it is.
you cling on to his shirt a bit tighter, your eyes squeezing shut even tighter afraid you'll lose your resolve at his act of affection. mingyu sighs feeling your body stiffen against him making him frown ever so slightly. "shh, relax...nothing to do and no where to go right now. just you and me honey."
he knew how stressed out you were, how nothing was going right this month, or that's how it felt. you had been beating yourself up possibly harder than life could in an attempt to beat it to the punch line. mingyu sighs against your skin, moving his arm under you so he can shift you closer, his lips puckering into a kiss once again.
you whimper and he nods, "if you need to cry, you just cry. you don't have to act strong because i know you are. don't be afraid to just feel it..." he knew you so well, you didn't want to feel it because it made you feel weak and angry. you felt small but him giving you permission felt like a wave of stress being lifted.
mingyu feels your warm tears on his shirt before he hears the first sob. it breaks his heart, he has to hold back his own tears because now he's going to be strong for you. "there ya go. i got you." you knew he did, that he always would. mingyu's hand moves to brush over the back of your head as you pull your legs in tighter giving in letting yourself break down so you can rebuild.
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