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Hurt/Comfort Dialogue

Some of these are found all over tumblr. And my apologies for not posting.

"Hey- no, no. It’s okay, cry it all out. I’m here for you"

"I’ll stay by your side for the whole time" "Promise?" "Of course darling, Promise"

"When’s the last time you actually slept?"

"Just breathe, it’ll for over soon"

"Everything will feel that it’s not okay, but— don’t forget, you’re not alone this time"

"I’m sorry—" "No, don’t be sorry. It’s not your fault"

"I’m here, and will be by your side"

"You can’t hide that fever from me"

"You’re safe now"

"Calm down, you’re burning up"

"I’m open for hugs, whenever you need them!"

"I know it hurts, but just hold on a little longer!"

"Let me take care of you this time"

"Stop pretending that you’re fine! You need first aid!"

"You’ve always been there for me, now, it’s my turn to be there for you"

"Why?" "Because you mean the world to me,"

"Listen to me! Fuck what they think! Because you are perfect! You hear me?"

"You’re not useless"

"Take these meds, they’ll help"

"I’m not leaving, okay?"

��Don’t pretend you’re okay. Please, don’t lie to me, because I know you’re not okay!"

Prompts

Making them warm soup, and taking care of them, as if they were glass

Asking them every two minutes if they need something

Holding their hand once the pain becomes unbearable

After a long day they’re burnt out, and finds their partner making dinner for them both

Treating to their partner/friend’s wounds

Giving them meds for the pain

Refusing to leave because you can see past them, and knowing they’re sick

Pretending to be fine after a small incident, and their partner/friend asks them what’s wrong, which flips the switch and they can’t stop crying. And eventually tell their partner/friend about it

Going out to buy their favourite snacks

Giving the other hugs

Not letting go of the others hand

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Abhorrence of Carmine

Warnings: implied violence, blood

553 words 3,101 characters

a/n: this is my first time posting my work on any website...ever. i'm honestly really nervous but it's the internet so,,,who cares!! i'll probably post more i the future if this gets any attention (positive, hopefully) but as of now, enjoy!!

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“Adisa, please don’t go. You know how much you mean to me,” Sesada paused, “to us.” They both looked around at the room full of crimson coated children, the cold, stale air filling their lungs more and more as they continued to stand there, staring blankly at each other.

Adisa looked around, seeming to lock eyes with every child she looked at. She felt the knots forming in her stomach, knowing the only way any of them could survive was if she stayed. “Sesada, you know you can help them just as well as I can. They don’t need me here, you are fully capable of putting bandages on a few wounds.” “Bandages? Really? You think bandages can save them? If this was a matter of needing bandages, their mothers could have tended to them. But guess what, Adisa! All of their mothers are dead now! We couldn’t save their mothers, so now we have to save them. Do you not understand that? You need to stay here and help me fix them!” “Fix them? They’re not broken, Sesada! Yes, they’re hurt. Yes, they’re bleeding. But one thing they are not, is broken. If they were broken…” Adisa thought for a moment, anger blinding her remaining sense of morality, “you could save them anyways! You, Sesada, are a witch!” The room went silent, the children all slowly turning to look at the two. Sesada turned to fully face Adisa, tears flowing down her blood-stained face. “Really? This is how you repay me? After I risked my life to save yours?”

“You didn’t risk anything and you know it. You risked your own brother’s life, not yours.” She looked down at her shaking hands, starting to see red. “He didn’t deserve what you did to him, and you know it,” she let out in a monotone murmur. “He deserved every single thing that happened to him. You know what he did to Suta. You know how hurt she was when he left her for some…some skank. Suta didn’t deserve that. Our families didn’t deserve that. I, of all people, didn’t deserve that.” “You didn’t deserve it? Sesada, you are ridiculous!” Adisa paced around the front of the infirmary, sweat forming on her brow. “You didn’t have to live with the fact that you tore two entire families apart!”

“What do you mean, Adisa? Are you honestly defending him right now? You definitely didn’t tear-” she paused, slowly raising her head to look Adisa in the eyes. “You filthy bitch.” She lunged at her, nails bare. Grabbing Adisa by the hair and dragging her backwards, she scratched her everywhere her clothes weren’t covering her. “You tore apart my family and you continued to live with yourself? You continued to talk to me,” she yelled in between scratches and sobs, “act like you were my friend?”

“Sesada, the children- stop- the kids, Sesada, the kids!” She screamed. Sesada dropped her, turning to stare at the children. They cowered near one another, as if grouping together would save them from the violence. They all had tears running down their rosy cheeks, snot forming in their noses. Sobs started to echo from the infirmary, chaos ensuing.

Adisa rose to her feet and slipped out the door as the revenge-seeking children charged at Sesada for hurting their so-called savior.