芳村 エト ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ Eto Yoshimura x Reader

torture

Your lungs felt like they were on fire, every shallow breath you took burned your ribs, every exhalation an effort.

But the pain of respiration had become your one anchor to the world, a shining beacon of light from above.
Without it, you would've been...
Lost? Insane? Broken?
Would you have simply ceased to exist?

Your thoughts were incoherent; ramblings of words and phrases even you didn't understand. Maybe this was the "heavenly phase" that monks from years ago spoke of.
Once you reach a point of pain you become one with god, you become divine.

Divine!
Was this the divine?
Everything a thick grey mist? Your body felt like nothingness, but at the same time it was heavy enough to drag you down, pinning your back against the cold ground.

"(Y/n)? Why are you not reacting? Where are your screams? Hmm?"

No, you were not divine. You were held by thin threads, dancing in her palm, swaying at the slightest breeze.

She was divine.

"(Y/n)?" Her light voice called.

She was calling you.
She was calling you.

You had to answer, talk to her, tell her...
Tell her what?
It didn't matter.
You just needed to speak to her, more than anything else.

But you couldn't.
Where was your throat?
Your voice was gone.
No.

Answer her...Eto...I need to speak to her...

Following the pain from your lungs steadily upwards, you remembered.

Your eyes shot open as you burst back into existence.

You could feel everything, how your hair curled against your neck, the goosebumps all over your skin, the tiny spiral cuts carved into your body.
But none of that mattered.
Because you were lying in her lap, and her face was there.
And it was beautiful, so, so beautiful.

"You're awake again, my (Y/n)!" She laughed, stroking your (h/c) locks away from your eyes.

"Eto..." your throat throbbed painfully as you whispered her name.

"That's right, I'm here."

Hot streams of water gushed from your eyes, tracing lines down the side of your face, blurring your vision.

In your temporary state of blindness, you felt her soft lips pressing against your forehead.

And it obliterated everything else, the pain, the anger, and above all else
Your fear.