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>>46381179
flayer

>come home after long day
>utterly exhausted from the all the bull shit you've dealt with today piling on the monotony of the daily schedule
>Mindflayer gf meets you at the door of your apartment, there before you even knocked
>Looks concerned
>"Hey, anon. You look pretty tired. Are you okay?"
>you assure her your fine and walk in the door, plopping down on the couch
>She sits gently next to you
>There's an awkward silence as you sit there trying to catch a break before being brought back into the real world by your gf putting a hand on your shoulder
>"Hey, you look really tired, anon. Are you actually okay?"
>You assure her again, saying that you're just a little tired from work today
>You can tell she doesn't buy it
>She thinks for a moment before giving you a proposition
>"You wanna lay your head down on my lap?"
>She pats her hand on her thighs, beckoning you to rest on their pillowy softness
>"I know how much you like it.", she teases
>And yet, you insist you're fine
>She frowns a little, and before you can react, you feel a slightly slimy feeling enter your ear
>Suddenly, reality falls away, the world being consumed by an unending abyss with only you and her sitting in it
>Her golden eyes give off a warm glow, like a lighthouse calling out to the weary sailor battered by life's storms
>"Go ahead, anon. Rest your head on my lap."
>You can't stop yourself as you slump over, the side of your head meating an incredibly soft thigh pillow
>Why would you want to stop yourself anyways
>You aren't sure, but you try to move again, finding yourself to be paralyzed
>Your body starts freaking out, paralysis causing your instincts to scream before they're silenced
>You're now aware of a hand running through your hair
>Your mindflayer gf shushes, willing your mind to calm down
>Each stroke tears away more worry, causing your body to go limper and limper until all tension is gone
>"Shhhh.... It's okay, anon. It's okay..."
>She continues petting you, and the more she does the more at ease you feel
>The pent up stress ebbs away and your mind slowly clears itself of thoughts
>Before long, the only thing you're aware of is the feeling of fingers running through your hair in slow, long strokes
>"It's alright, anon. You're alright. Everything is going to be okay."
>At this point, the words are no longer verbal, instead ringing in your mind and echoing in your brain
>"You can relax... You can let yourself relax... Just let it all... slip away..."
>You find that with each stroke, a wave of tiredness comes over you as your eyelids get heavier, each head pat sending you deeper into your sleepiness
>"Yeah.... just relax. I promise, you're going to be okay... I'll always be here for you.... Please, don't hesitate to ask for help..."
>Another stroke almost sends you tumbling into the peace of sleep, and she turns your head to look at her
>"Because, I love you."
>And she send you into the darkness of rest with a kiss on the forehead

What are you thinking about, anon?

>>23481986
Trauma can easily be wiped away, along with their shit tastes.