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★ dysphoric | oneshot ★

tysm for 50k reads!!

this oneshot is basically more of a self projection because my dysphoria has been really bad lately
reader is a very dysphoric afab genderqueer, and hunter finds them in the middle of a breakdown.
ig it's a hurt-comfort??? idrk tbh

tw for mental breakdowns and sh related idealization

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Why..?

The one thought ringing through your head like a bell, over and over.

So many questions,that just began with why, and then the bad thoughts that you tried to suppress.

Why was I born a female? Why can't I be normal? No one else seems to be like this. Why can't I just cut everything off with scissors?

Unable to look down and see everything classifying you as biologically female, you sat curled up in a ball on the floor, staring at the ceiling.

"Why couldn't I have been born with nothing?"

Tears started leaking from your eyes, forced to let them out.

I'm such a fucking weakling! I shouldn't be crying.

The crying eventually turned into sobbing, and your nail began digging into the sleeves of whatever you're wearing.

"I can't deal with this anymore.." You choked out.

Your curtains/blinds had been drawn shut as soon as you had arrived home from that hell you call school, and your door shut so no one could witness this. A witch on the outside noticed this upon walking towards your window to sneak in, realizing you were home, and politely knocked on your window, expecting you to open it within the next 5 minutes or at least tell him if you were busy.

You had heard it, and covered your mouth to muffle the sobbing a bit, in case whoever at the window could hear you.

This day has already been shit, please titan, don't let there be a break-in. You thought, paranoia catching up to you.

Several long minutes passed before the knocking continued, this time, accompanied with a familiar voice that was yelling.

"Darling, it's just me!"

Hunter.

"Oh titan, he can't see me like this, he'll hate me." You mumbled softly, trying to wipe tears from your eyes.

"Go away!" You tried to yell, but your voice, sounding terrified, let out a crack that gave away the fact that you're sobbing.

"...Y/n? Are you okay?" A short pause occured before he spoke again. "I'm coming in."

Before you could object, Hunter teleported into your room and settled his softened gaze on you.

Hesitant to make eye contact, you forced out a "hi".

Sitting down in front of you and extending his arms, he paused and asked, "Is it okay if I touch you?"

You merely nodded a 'yes' and he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close and holding you tightly; rubbing your back gently with his left hand. You returned the hug, allowing your head to rest on his shoulder as the tears began slowing just a bit.

After about a minute, you pulled away from the hug, causing hunter to move the hand rubbing your back to your cheek, where he began wiping away some tears that still dripped from your eyes. His other hand moved to hold yours while scanning the room to make sure nothing sharp was in sight before diverting his attention back to you.

"Do you want to talk about what happened?" He asked, worry seeping into his voice.

Looking to the side as if in shame, you quietly mumbled "Bad people."

"Hmm? I can't hear you, dear." He leaned in a bit closer. "Could you repeat that?"

"...Bad people." You spoke a bit louder, and Hunter nodded.

"What did the bad people do?"

The memories of the day hit you like a punch to the face. Teachers refusing to call you your preferred pronouns and/or name, bullies relentlessly hurting you in more ways than one, the creeps calling you uncomfortable things.

Starting to shake a little, you tried not to start crying again, as you had just stopped. Hunter noticed this, realizing that it must've been bad.

"You don't have to tell me, love. We can just sit here. As long as I'm here, you're safe." He gave a small, comforting smile. "I just want you to feel safe and comfortable."

You nodded as the tears once again overpowered you.

"..Thank you, Hun. I-I don't deserve you.." You managed to speak through the tears.

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