mod is genderfluid and pan, if you donāt like that get out.
mod is also Pagan, if you donāt like that you can leave.
+age and pet regresser
I use this account for fics, art and sometimes responding to roleplays
I mod for @ask-ghoul-echo @ask-sparrow-ghoul @ask-rot-ghoul @ask-brother-adonis @ask-brother-cecil @ask-brother-dante @ask-ministry-doctor-ezra I run 13 rp accounts I aināt listing them all
DNI IF:
-You support papa x papa
-You dont like furries/therians or lgbtq+
-youāre a Trump supporter
-youāre a nsfw blog or have mdni on your page
-you think self harm or eating disorders are an okay fetish
-endos/endo supporters
Iāll write for ghouls and papas, no papa x papa and no nsfw since I am a minor
I like writing
i saw your post asking for hurt/comfort requests and sick comfort with any ghost characters would be great, i have the WORST cold right now š
Ask and you shall receive!
I apologize for it being somewhat short šš
Characters- Chain and Cardinal Primo
Can be read platonically or romantically!
Description: Primo has been promoted to Cardinal for a while now, the work loads heavy and so is the pressure to be perfect. Amidst everything Primo begins feeling sick, but he ignores it and overworks himself. Chain finds Primo hunched over his desk, ill and exhausted.
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It was late at night, but not late for cardinal Primo whoād been up since 4 am and had been working until 1am the next day. His head was pounding and he felt ill but brushed it off, after all, work still had to be done.
Chain had been looking for his Cardinal for half an hour, stumbling across his room and hearing upset grumbling from inside. He ever so slightly opened the door and saw Primo hunched over his desk, head in his hands and papers everywhere.
āPrimoā¦?ā Chain approached Primo like a rescuer to a wounded animal, speaking quietly. Primo looked up, looking almost shameful of his current state.
āWhat Chain? Iām trying to work.ā Primo looked back at his papers, knocking over his ink with a frustrated whine on accident and muttering a curse.
āAre you sick? You look pale, more pale than normal and youāre so sweatyā¦ā Chain took a few more steps forward, placing his hand on Primos forehead and wincing. āOh my Satanasā¦Primo- you should be restingā¦ā
Primo huffed and rolled his eyes, āChain, you know work must be doneā¦I cannot just not do it.ā Primo stood up from his chair, stumbling and reaching for his head once again.
āPrimo enough, bed. Now.ā Chain took primos arm to steady him.
āI said Iām fine, I donāt- I donāt need to be babysatā¦ā Primo started swaying, after just a moment he gave into Chains grasp. Chain led him to sit on his bed. Primo relaxed slightly but was wearing his thick formal cardinal attire which was only making everything worse. Chin wandered over to Primos dresser and found a tank top and shorts.
āHere, put these on, Iāll be right back,ā Chain said as he left to get some more things from Primos bathroom. When Chain came back Primos was changed and laid out on his bed, his hair a mess. Chain layed a cold wash cloth on Primos forehead, taking his temperature. āSatanasā¦Primo, think you can take some medicine for me?ā Chain asked, Primo nodded. Chain got Primo to take the medicine without a protest.
āChain-ā¦Canā¦guhhā¦can you braid my hair..?ā Primo seemed disappointed that he didnāt think he could do it himself but Chain just softly smiled.
āOf course Primoā¦ā Chain took a brush off of primos night stand and began braiding his long blonde hair into a long neat braid. āThere you go Primoā¦ā
āThank youā¦ā Primo muttered, beginning to fall asleep.Ā
Chain stayed with him the whole night, making sure he was comfortable and recovering. Primo was sure to thank him but was a little annoyed when Chain began watching him closer during work days.
As a formal apology Iām so so sorry for that ask, it was so stupid that I didnāt look at your account and I have nothing to say for myself, no one should ever make your feel uncomfortable on your blog and donāt ever feel scared to speak up for yourself like you did. I gurney shouldāve looked at your account before I asked and if itās any explanation NOT excuse Iām new to tumblr and because of you I now know what intro blog is, I promise you it was not intentional and Iād never want to make anyone feel uncomfortable in any context for any way. I just want you to know it wasnāt intentional and it was a reckless mistake that I am sorry for and Iām defiantly going to be reading peoples intros from now on and being more vigilant, like I said block me if need be but please donāt ever hesitate to speak up like you did, Iām so very sorry.
I know my account is old but this is the first time Iām actually interacting with ppl and getting to know the culture of tumblr and stuff so yes it was truly stupid of me but I seriously had no ill intent and just want to handle this in any ways you deem fit to make you feel comfortable and safe on your platform
YOU CAN BLOCK ME NO HARD FEELINGS THAT WAS SUCH A POOR JUDGMENT CALL AND IM SO SORRY
Iām sorry but it is not that hard to read someoneās intro before sending asks, Iāve made it VERY apparent in my intro that I am a minor. Youāre a mdni account, do better. Respect your own boundaries before crossing other peopleās.
Writing request if you're still taking them: can I get a haze x V fic with a side of hurt/comfort and a t4t juice drink
(anon is this isnāt what you wanted I can rewrite something!)
āOh my starlight..ā
A Haze x V fic with t4t!!
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Haze finds V after a particularly stressful rehearsal, overwhelmed and exhausted while dealing with his t shot, chest pain from his binder and cramps.
warnings for needles and such, I tried to keep it vague, if there is anything I missed please tell me!
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It was late in the ministry, a few hours prior the band had been non stop rehearsing. After hours of mind numbing sound Perpetua had slipped out of the room and called off the rest of the rehearsal. Most of the ghouls had split and headed to get dinner or see their mates but Haze was worried, she knew V and this wasnāt his normal behavior. Perpetua had found himself to his room, his binder felt like it couldnāt possibly get any tighter, he couldnāt breathe. He sat at the little chair heād dragged into his bathroom for makeup and checked his phone. Fuck. It had been well over eight hours of wearing it and heād forgotten today was the day he needed his t shot. Heād been thrown off after waking up in blood because his damned period had to hit him like a train at the most inconvenient time. He sat in his chair, slightly wheezing from pain as he took his face paints off with trembling hands. At this point he was straight up overwhelmed, overstimulated and frustrated as he ripped open the packaging for his t shot and drew up the testosterone. Heās hands were trembling so bad that he wasnāt sure he wouldnāt accidentally injure himself but he didnāt wanna ask for help. He didnāt want to seem weak infront of another person even if he knew he could be vulnerable.Ā
After a moment heād prepared himself for the injection, forgetting about cleaning the site right as Haze whipped the door open. V gave an unsure half whine, tears brimming in his eyes. Haze stopped just shy of five feet away and gave a sympathetic look before approaching and kneeling in front of V.
āHeyā¦hey V look at me, batsā¦here, letās not do this yet yeah?ā Haze ever so gently took the syringe away, setting it with the cap on on Papas vanity. She took his hands into her soft ones and got a sigh from V. She look at him, noticing the wheezing and wincing heād been doing since she arrived. She huffed, āV, be honest with me loveā¦have you been wearing your binder since this morning?ā
āMmā¦ā V gave a nod, looking ashamed.
āThatāsā¦Thatās okay, how about we get you changed, then we can get your t done and then we can lay down?ā She softly tilted her head, earning a slight nod from him. She put her hands out before Perp took them, stumbling and almost falling with another wheeze. She caught him, shushing and rubbing his back until he was stable enough to hobble to the bed. āAlright, tell me star shine, tank top or fancy pjs?ā
āIā¦The..The tank top-ā¦purple one top drawer with the matching shorts please..ā V huffed again, giving yet another strained wheeze. Haze dug up the pajamas and walked back over.Ā
āAlright sweet boy, can you get your binder off yourself or do you want help?ā V just looked away.
āHelpā¦pleaseā¦ā Papa said in the quietest tone. Haze nodded, first getting his shirt off and then getting to his binder. āAlright star lightā¦arm up for me, Iāll be gentleā¦.ā Haze managed to get the binder off but not without some frustrated and pained grunts from Perpetua. āOh loveā¦how long were you wearing this? The skin around it is all red tooā¦ā Haze gently rubbed over the red skin where his binder rubbed or was too tight, V almost fell, melting into her touch. She quickly got his tank top on before going to let him get his shorts on. She walked to the bathroom and got his supplies. āAlrighty, shot time, Iāll be quick.ā
āMmhmā¦ā V sounded unsure, he was tense as Haze rubbed over his thigh with the alcohol wipe.
āV, baby, relaxā¦I can tell you from experience that tensing for this stuff wonāt helpā¦ā Haze continued, ājust relax..deep breaths yeah?ā She got a nod from V once again, her fingers gently massaging the area around where she wiped down. V relaxed enough for her to quickly get it over with and put a spider man band aid over. āThere- ah V-?Ā
V was light headed, still wheezing and his cramps had gotten worse. āHazeā I-ā¦Stomach hurtsā¦ā V looked away. Haze knew that tone and immediately connected the dots.
āHold on for me star lightā¦Iāll be back.ā Haze left, grabbing pain meds, Vs heating pad and his favorite blankets. Itās was cold so at least the heating pad would be comfortable. Haze came back to V laying on his stomach, using a pillow for support. He perked up hearing Haze open the door. āBack star lightā¦here, pain medsā¦youāve already got water,ā Haze watched him take the meds before looking back to her.
āSnugglesā¦pleaseā¦ā V grumbled, muffled by the pillow. Haze nodded, sheād already changed into comfortable clothing. She crawled into the bed, V moving to lay on his stomach against Hazes stomach and chest. Haze laid the heating pad comfortably against Perps back, combing through his hair with her nails just the way he liked. V melted and sighed against her. āI love youā¦ā V muttered, exhausted but so comfortable now.
āI love you to star light, sleep wellā¦ā Haze kissed his head before they both fell asleep.
controversial opinion that absolutely shouldnāt be controversial: if someone pretends to att3mpt/c0mm1t svic1de for attention, maybe instead of shaming them and calling them manipulative evil horrible people, we should consider WHY they felt the need to do that in the first place and try being more supportive so people donāt ACTUALLY k1ll thĀ£msĀ£lvĀ£s. just a thought.
