Original post credits to tomhiddlestonsoundalike [Tumblr and Patreon]:
A comforting whisper written by amatasera, who has been exceedingly patient.
"Oh my sweet pet, please do not cry; it wounds me to see you in pain. Stop apologizing for yourself - you are the reason I am here. Tell me, what is it that hurts you? Is it your hands? Your head? Your heart? No matter. I am going to hold your tired hands until they stop hurting you, kiss your aching head until it stops tormenting you, and hold your heavy heart against mine until you fall asleep in my arms."
This recording is available for download at my Patreon.
And now,
my contribution
or addition
[originally in Tumblr too]:
This actually makes me cry. It's just what I needed.
"Oh, your lungs then.
I remember when you told me
that you have
that... Cystic Fibrosis, is it? Yes.
Anyway, don't worry, little one.
I'll kiss you until you're
breathless,
and then replace
your breath with mine.
It'll be fine,
I promise ".
Just imagine.
I have only one thing left
to say. Thank you, god of mischief.
Thank you for talk to me,
Loki, Mister,
master,
trickster,
muse,
the gifted,
the different,
the silvertongued.
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