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Hiya! i love your content, can i request a dabi x fem!reader with self harm and depression issues who also has frequent panic attacks with dabi comforting her, he's my comfort character!!
Oh Yes I can 💕💕 but First Dear anon, Are you Alright? You can Always Direct Message Me If you Need To Vent Or Just Talk 💕💕
Tw: Self Harm, Panic Attacks, Depression.
It Didn’t Matter How Many Times You Tried, you Still Ended up in the Same Place as Before When you were Diagnosed With Depression and a Panic Disorder Associated With Trauma, But With Dabi He Made it Significantly Easier to Deal With.
But today Dabi Had to Take care of Some Stuff With the League of Villains, Leaving You alone To Deal With Your Depression and Other Issues, you Could Feel your Wrists Itching, it was Becoming Unbearable, you needed to feel that Pain In order to not feel the Mental Pain as Much.
You Clenched the Bedsheets Tightly Between your Nimble Fingers, you could also Feel the Anxiety Bubbling Up in the Pit Of Your Stomach ready to Explode in your Chest.
You Tried to Tell yourself that it Would Only Be a Few More Hours until Dabi Came Home, But the Itching Feeling was Becoming Unbearable, and Before You Knew it you Were In the Bathroom, Sitting on the Cold Tiled floor With that Damned Blade in your Hand.
Your Hand Shook as You Brought it Closer to your Other Wrist, You Could Feel the Warm Salty Tears Run Down your Cheeks as you Whimpered, What Would Dabi Think of this, Seeing both your Arms Both Bloodied up When He walked in the Door and Found you Like this.
But the Dark Thoughts Overflowing your Mind took Over, Telling you to Just Do It to Help you Feel Better.
So You Ran the Cold Blade over your Gentle Skin allowing it to Cut Sharply Through your Skin, You Hissed and Winced it Pain Seeing how Deep you Cut into the Wrist.
But it Overpowered the Dark Thoughts In your Mind, it Felt Better, It Felt Good, So you made a Second Cut on your Soft Flesh, and Then a third and a Fourth Until your arm and Wrist were Littered With Cuts, Finally The Itching Feeling Went Away as You Quickly Bandaged Your arm Up and Slipped On your Black Hoodie.
Your Mood Was a Bit Better but you Tried to Mask your Feelings as dabi walked into the Home You Two Shared.
“Babe? You Okay?” His Gravelly Voice Asked, His Eyes Scrunching Up with Worry, you Only Weakly Nodded your Head Your Voice Coming Out Softly.
“Of Course, everythings fine.” Your Reply Made him suspicious. Your Eyes Had Looked away From Dabi’s Making it Hard For Him to Believe you, And Once he Saw the Tear Tracks On your Cheeks that were now Dried up he Knew you were Lying but Decided not to push it.
“Okay, I was thinking for Dinner–” but you Cut Him Off Before He Could Even Finish His Sentence, “Don’t Worry about it Dabi, I’ll Cook tonight.” You Said Firmly Already Getting up from the Couch Heading into the Kitchen.
Dabi Raised an Eyebrow, He was thinking More Of Takeout Since you Didn’t look like you Were Feeling to Well.
He Could Already Hear You Getting Out the pots and Pans out to Cook Something, Dabi Stepped into the Threshold of the Kitchen Crossing his arms Across his Chest Leaning against it.
“Honey, If you Don’t Feel like Doing this We Can Always Have Takeout.” Dabi Softly Told you, You Looked Up, Eyes Red, No He Couldn’t Find Out about your Little Episode Earlier.
“It’s Fine Dabi.”
“Okay Doll, What’s Wrong?” Dabi Finally Firmly Asked you, He was Really Worried About you, Considering What you were Going through.
He knew about your Self Harm Issues and Depressive Episodes You Had from Time to Time.
You Opened your Mouth But Closed it Again, Not Knowing What to Tell Dabi, You Were so Ashamed Of yourself, Letting the Addiction take Control Of you Again.
“Doll, It’s Okay You Can Tell me, you Know I won’t Judge you.” Dabi Softly Told you while Running his Hand up and Down your arm Softly.
Of Course you Knew He Wouldn’t Judge you, but The Dark Thoughts Told you Differently, it was hard To Shake that nagging Voice in the Back Of Your Head.
“N–No it’s Not Dabi!” You Finally Let Out a Strangled Sob as you Spoke, You Were so Ashamed Of it That You Couldn’t Even Speak about it So you only Held your Left Wrist Out to Him.
Dabi Slowly lifted the Hoodie Sleeve To Reveal The Cuts that Were Poorly Bandaged on your arm and Wrist, His Eyes Lifted in Understanding and Sympathy for you.
“Oh Doll...” He Cooed Out to you, You Only Sobbed More Harshly, Panic Bubbling up in your Chest as you Did So.
He Pulled you into his Chest, Stroking his Fingers Over your Back, “Shh, Doll, It’s Okay.” He Softly Hushed your Cries.
He had Stopped an Upcoming Panic Attack From Happening as You Finally Began to Calm Down in his Arms.
The Last thing you heard Before Falling Asleep Was, “It’ll be Alright Doll.” you let the Darkness Of Sleep Consume you.
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Hiya! i love your content, can i request a dabi x fem!reader with self harm and depression issues who also has frequent panic attacks with dabi comforting her, he's my comfort character!!
Oh Yes I can 💕💕 but First Dear anon, Are you Alright? You can Always Direct Message Me If you Need To Vent Or Just Talk 💕💕
Tw: Self Harm, Panic Attacks, Depression.
It Didn’t Matter How Many Times You Tried, you Still Ended up in the Same Place as Before When you were Diagnosed With Depression and a Panic Disorder Associated With Trauma, But With Dabi He Made it Significantly Easier to Deal With.
But today Dabi Had to Take care of Some Stuff With the League of Villains, Leaving You alone To Deal With Your Depression and Other Issues, you Could Feel your Wrists Itching, it was Becoming Unbearable, you needed to feel that Pain In order to not feel the Mental Pain as Much.
You Clenched the Bedsheets Tightly Between your Nimble Fingers, you could also Feel the Anxiety Bubbling Up in the Pit Of Your Stomach ready to Explode in your Chest.
You Tried to Tell yourself that it Would Only Be a Few More Hours until Dabi Came Home, But the Itching Feeling was Becoming Unbearable, and Before You Knew it you Were In the Bathroom, Sitting on the Cold Tiled floor With that Damned Blade in your Hand.
Your Hand Shook as You Brought it Closer to your Other Wrist, You Could Feel the Warm Salty Tears Run Down your Cheeks as you Whimpered, What Would Dabi Think of this, Seeing both your Arms Both Bloodied up When He walked in the Door and Found you Like this.
But the Dark Thoughts Overflowing your Mind took Over, Telling you to Just Do It to Help you Feel Better.
So You Ran the Cold Blade over your Gentle Skin allowing it to Cut Sharply Through your Skin, You Hissed and Winced it Pain Seeing how Deep you Cut into the Wrist.
But it Overpowered the Dark Thoughts In your Mind, it Felt Better, It Felt Good, So you made a Second Cut on your Soft Flesh, and Then a third and a Fourth Until your arm and Wrist were Littered With Cuts, Finally The Itching Feeling Went Away as You Quickly Bandaged Your arm Up and Slipped On your Black Hoodie.
Your Mood Was a Bit Better but you Tried to Mask your Feelings as dabi walked into the Home You Two Shared.
“Babe? You Okay?” His Gravelly Voice Asked, His Eyes Scrunching Up with Worry, you Only Weakly Nodded your Head Your Voice Coming Out Softly.
“Of Course, everythings fine.” Your Reply Made him suspicious. Your Eyes Had Looked away From Dabi’s Making it Hard For Him to Believe you, And Once he Saw the Tear Tracks On your Cheeks that were now Dried up he Knew you were Lying but Decided not to push it.
“Okay, I was thinking for Dinner–” but you Cut Him Off Before He Could Even Finish His Sentence, “Don’t Worry about it Dabi, I’ll Cook tonight.” You Said Firmly Already Getting up from the Couch Heading into the Kitchen.
Dabi Raised an Eyebrow, He was thinking More Of Takeout Since you Didn’t look like you Were Feeling to Well.
He Could Already Hear You Getting Out the pots and Pans out to Cook Something, Dabi Stepped into the Threshold of the Kitchen Crossing his arms Across his Chest Leaning against it.
“Honey, If you Don’t Feel like Doing this We Can Always Have Takeout.” Dabi Softly Told you, You Looked Up, Eyes Red, No He Couldn’t Find Out about your Little Episode Earlier.
“It’s Fine Dabi.”
“Okay Doll, What’s Wrong?” Dabi Finally Firmly Asked you, He was Really Worried About you, Considering What you were Going through.
He knew about your Self Harm Issues and Depressive Episodes You Had from Time to Time.
You Opened your Mouth But Closed it Again, Not Knowing What to Tell Dabi, You Were so Ashamed Of yourself, Letting the Addiction take Control Of you Again.
“Doll, It’s Okay You Can Tell me, you Know I won’t Judge you.” Dabi Softly Told you while Running his Hand up and Down your arm Softly.
Of Course you Knew He Wouldn’t Judge you, but The Dark Thoughts Told you Differently, it was hard To Shake that nagging Voice in the Back Of Your Head.
“N–No it’s Not Dabi!” You Finally Let Out a Strangled Sob as you Spoke, You Were so Ashamed Of it That You Couldn’t Even Speak about it So you only Held your Left Wrist Out to Him.
Dabi Slowly lifted the Hoodie Sleeve To Reveal The Cuts that Were Poorly Bandaged on your arm and Wrist, His Eyes Lifted in Understanding and Sympathy for you.
“Oh Doll...” He Cooed Out to you, You Only Sobbed More Harshly, Panic Bubbling up in your Chest as you Did So.
He Pulled you into his Chest, Stroking his Fingers Over your Back, “Shh, Doll, It’s Okay.” He Softly Hushed your Cries.
He had Stopped an Upcoming Panic Attack From Happening as You Finally Began to Calm Down in his Arms.
The Last thing you heard Before Falling Asleep Was, “It’ll be Alright Doll.” you let the Darkness Of Sleep Consume you.
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