i have many comfort characters because i like to pretend. its my escape, it has been since i was little. they have all eventually left me exept for one. only one has been with me through it all and has been since my grandmother died and at this point im convinced that its my granny watching me from the heavens and keeping me safe from harm safe from things that i cant protect myself from.

wish you were real

I love this playlist so much, it’s so comforting and so good ❤️ thank you a lot

My comfort character is Harry Potter's dead godfathers dead brother who also happens to be his dead dad's long lost lover, how do i live with that? 🥲

He saw me grow, he saw me cry, he saw me laugh, he saw me down.. somehow, I could feel him when I was about to fall defeated, screaming at myself and begging me not to give up on my dreams.. there is a lot I have to say about him.. but.. if someday I get to meet his voice actor, I would only like to tell him "your character saved my life."

I know. That's why they are called "comfort" characters.

Mine actually is, but I will never get to meet him….

I don't have a comfort character i don't even know what comfort means anymore so i don't know why im watching this but as i read the comments i suddenly want one but i know it is just my imagination and it's makes me feel even more empty inside but somehow it makes me feel like living more and trying to see the world with more positivity and colors instead of the empty gray world im used to i don't know why this is i don't know why im saying this i really don't know why but thank you seriously thank you and i hope this can help someone else

my comfort character is with me right now in my head. they also have saved me from my 2nd attempt.

This makes me wish my comfort characters were real.. they actually made me better, its sad that some people (Talking about me idk about others) Can only find comfort in things that arent physically there. I just hate it when i have to get my comfort from fictional people and not real ones. But this is a wonderful playlist. I wanna be in my world where all my comfort characters and dreams were.. and not exist in this very messed up world.. Reality sucks.. Why cant fictional characters exist..?

Pls.. i want the name all song

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There comes a moment just one time each day when I can go back to being just a small child with my blanket clutched to my chest, and can imagine so vividly, like a lucid dream, the character I’ve become so attached to, laying near me enjoying such equal peace and quiet once in his life. We are both comfortable. Life is good, if just until I fall asleep

A little silly thing about me. I love my comfort character more that some real people. I always imagine him comforting me when things get bad. He's the reason I'm alive. He tells me over and over to keep trying. He's just the type of person that's like that. But at the same time, being with him in his universe with his loved ones feels weird. Like I'm not supposed to be there. I don't like it. I desperately want to be with him, and I'd give anything to see him. But as much as I hate this world, this is where I belong. He belongs with me and I belong in him. But we belong in different universes. If I could just open a portal to his world whenever I wanted, I'd love that so much.

I love so many characters. I feel as if I knew them, I’d be best friends with them. The catch is, I don’t have many actual friends…

We lay in the field, huddled together. The warmth from our bodies protecting against the light rain coming down from the cloudy sky above us. In the distance, a lone street light shone warm light onto an empty road. It was a calm evening, the birds quiet in their nests, crickets emitting an atmospheric hum. I leant further into him, inhaling his sweet coffee scent, trying to capture this moment in my mind forever. I squeezed his hand thrice, our secret communication, our way of expressing things words cannot describe. Just then, a car drove down the road, reality creeping into our peaceful moment. He pulled back, and the space where our bodies used to connect began to grow damp and cold without the cover. “You can’t keep doing this…”, he whispered, low and solemn. I didn’t look into his eyes. Instead, I gripped tightly to his arm, squeezing my hand around his. Still without looking up, I responded. “What are you talking about?” I let out a soft chuckle. “■■■■…” “That’s not my name” I chuckled, tears pricking my eyes. “Yes it is” I caved in, looking up, only to see tears running down his face. I couldn’t suppress it anymore. I joined him, our tears mixing with the rain, falling to the grass, insignificant and useless. “So? My name doesn’t change anything” Emotion caused my normally cheerful voice to crack. He was ruining our moment. “Your name doesn’t. But who you are, who we are… does” He tried to pull his arm back, but I couldn’t let go. I held him tighter. “It doesn’t matter who we are out there,” I nodded towards the city in the distant, “It’s about who we are for each other” “■■■■, I am not real. I am not real out there. I am not real here… or here.” At that last part he placed a hand on my heart. I couldn’t tell if my crying or the rain got heavier, but at that point what was a small drip became a downpour. “But can’t we just pretend, for now, please” I pleaded. He looked down. “■■■■ come on…” He tried again. How could he do this? How could he take what was once a beautiful moment and ruin it. He tried to pull back again, but I couldn’t let go. I jumped into his arms, gripping him tightly. “Please don’t leave me… please… please” I could hear my voice fading as it was replaced by despaired sobs. “It’s time for you to wake up and see the truth.” He spoke softly, but no matter how he said it, those words could cut through diamonds. “It’s time” With those final words, he began to fade. I shut my eyes, trying to capture him in my memory. Warm body, coffee scent and soft voice. Even though he had just gone, I missed him. My hair and clothes were drenched, my eyes sore from crying, my throat hoarse from begging. I wrapped my arms around myself. And I squeezed thrice.

I just believe that after death we will be together...

No way this is actually my wallpaper right now, what are the coincidences? This playlist is so calming and brought a tear to my eye while I listed to it falling asleep

Me because Starscream:

Found out im depressed a year ago…my parents still don’t know. I’m in competitive cheerleading and I’ve been in for almost 4 years. This year just doesn’t feel the same. I feel numb. I don’t remember the last time I was actually happy. I smile but there’s nothing behind it. I don’t even try to hide it from my parents anymore and they still don’t notice. Or maybe they don’t really care. Little do they know that they are one of the many reasons why I’m depressed. I can’t sleep or eat. Now everytime I eat I throw up without even trying. My best friend of 6 years left me because she said I was “bossy”. After that I snapped. I shut myself down and don’t allow anyone in. I found a new friend but I keep my distance because I’m scared of what might happen if I let her in. She’s nice but so was my last friend. Lately I started to think if she was really my friend then I got into this really dark place when thinking about my old friend. I started blaming myself and even thinking of SH…I don’t want to feel so numb and empty. I want advice. I feel like I need to make myself feel something again. Anything at all

My delicious dream boy

Merry xmas

love this playlist sm !! btw its rosyln -bon iver !! many people get it confused bc roslyn sounds like a common name (roz-lynn vs roz-e-lin)

LMAO i just came from a cavetown playlist and the first song here was cavetown

I don't want to be some forgotten fling to someone... I don't want them to leave or push me away until I need to leave myself... I want to be romantic, I want people to think of me when they hear the songs I like on the radio or to.. to be remembered when the sun breaks through the trees... Because I want to be as beautiful as the sun and as soft as the rain.. And I want.. I want to be seen as anything other than how I see myself... Don't you too?

EU AMO ESSA PLAYLIST, queria que tivesse no spotify desse mesmo jeitinho sem mudar nada!

Don't know if someone is reading this, but if you are: it doesn't matter where you are right now on this planet, I wish you a wonderful day and a happy, peaceful life where all your dreams come true. You are amazing and beautiful! I believe in you!🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

i love coming back to older 2021 playlist, esp sad ones, gen nostalgia with this one! such an iconic sad playlist!

Take me in your arms, let me forget this shitty life, let all this fade away and disappear I only want to be here with you away from every person I've ever met So far away Take me to a world that's peaceful and filled with joy, hope, & love So that i can be far away From it all Hold me tight and tell me everything will be alright Give me comfort I've wished to have all my life Let me know everything is going to be alright So i can sleep peaceful tonight ...

I wish I was in his arms but he couldn't want me after what I revealed, I really miss him and it hurts without him, I want to just end it all

I cry over anime characters because I'll never be able to see them..take Shoto Todoroki for example. I won't be able to hug him, or tell him he's okay. Or that this isn't his fault. Maybe I do get too attached to characters. But honestly, they saved my life from taking my own. I wish that people wouldn't call us weird, or say that we are cringe for loving certain characters. They don't know how I feel. They never will, no matter how clear they can see. If I had the chance, believe me I wouldn't want to be attached to all of these people at one..hell, maybe not even one. But it's not a choice, honestly. They saved me. They're true heroes..they're real to me.

My comfort characters are eyeless jack and my 2 main oc’s. I made my oc’s as reflections of myself, both are very different and have different characteristics but if you combined them 2 then you would get my characteristics. For each of them, I have added parts that I’m insecure about on myself onto their designs which has helped me to appreciate those parts of myself cause I find them pretty on my oc’s , which has given me a huge confidence boost 🥰

My comfort character keeps me alive. except shes dead.

my comfort character is a literal traumatized mafioso executive whose based off some dead ass author

It's 1:46am where I'm at I was playing animal crossing new horizons and my favorite comfort villager was still up and about so I bugged him every once in awhile, listen to this playlist he popped up in my head and just made me smile, and before I log off I send him a letter about how happy he makes me and thanking him for all the gifts we shared and from the first time I met him to now we been writing letters to each other non-stop.

TW: suicide POV: Rain splashes around you as you race down the street, not caring about the dampness of your clothing. The droplets trailing down your cheeks feel like tears. Except they aren't, and you know they aren't, because you haven't cried in too long, and whenever you feel like you need to, you just hide the emotions away, and beneath your mask, your heart _aches_ . Cars honk as you cross the roads without looking both ways, because you've done it so often that it's grown into an unhealthy addiction which you indulge in. Traffic lights and neon signs blur as you dash up the stairs of the apartment you've visited more times than you'd like to admit. It's like a little skyscraper, with its roof almost grazing the starry skyline. It feels like home. But it _isn't_ . Because you know that your home exists in another universe. One which comes alive in a world of ink and paper, thriving beneath your fingertips as you trace the familiar words, wishing you had been born elsewhere. Somewhere you could be with those you truly trusted. Somewhere you could belong. The crisp night air crashes against your lungs as you reach the rooftop, blinking out the droplets from your eyelashes. It's so much _easier_ to breathe up here. It's sort of freeing. You would've given a bittersweet laugh if you weren't feeling so desperate. You gaze up at the glowing moon, which is almost obscured by the stormy grey clouds. Despite your shivering figure, you slip out of your shoes, relishing the discomfort as you step into a growing puddle. Your breathing is muted by the constant pattering as you approach the edge. You glance down at the world before you. It's a shame. The flickering stars you cherish so dearly are veiled by the ashen clouds. Luckily, you can focus on the glowing constellations of the bustling city below you. Crimson. Azure. White. And something warmer. Something almost golden. You latch onto it like a lifeline, gazing at the carousel's dim lights. Nostalgia tugs at your heart strings, but you know it's much too late to live in the past. Squaring your usually slumped shoulders with resolution, you hoist yourself over the parapet, inching forwards until the tips of your shoes hang precariously past the edge. As you stare down at the miniscule world playing out, you swear you hear your comfort character whispering in your ear, trying to convince you to live. You smile wryly, because you both know that nothing can alter your decision. You expect them to keep trying to stop you, but instead, they hold out a hand. _I won't let you be alone_ . Maybe it's just the wintry rain messing with you, but you feel something vaguely warm gently slip into your palm. A single teardrop traces down your face. Even in your last moments, they still manage to give you comfort. You smile. They smile back. You squeeze their hand. You can't tell if they squeezed back, because now you're falling, falling, falling, And you have never felt freer before in your life. (This is all vent. I'm sorry if this triggered any bad memories. I just want to let you know that you aren't alone. If you can't seek help, then drop your story here. If you want to give up, stay for a little longer. I'm proud of you for staying for this long. One day, we'll be free. I love you.)

If someone somehow sees this comment, if it’s daytime for you, get off your phone, tablet, computer, whatever your on, and go say hi to your family. Try and hang out with them, not everyone lives forever Y’know.. be grateful for your family that is is still alive and supporting you.. and if someone important to you dies, remember, they are always watching over you and wishing you the best. For the people reading this at nighttime, get off your device and get some sleep, you’ve earned it. If your hungry, go get something to eat. It doesn’t matter if you are thirsty or not, try and drink some water before going to sleep. I hope this has helped anyone’s day/night. I’m not forcing you to do this, I’m just recommending this. Love yourself no matter what anyone says. Death isn’t worth it. Your story has not been finished yet, so go find out the next chapter. If your hurting yourself, try to stop.. it just makes the people who hurt you happier, and the people that love you sadder. Sometimes, your life is good and happy, but you will have cried in it atleast once. And for anyone who needs to hear it, I’m proud of you. It takes a lot of courage to keep moving on in life.

My honest reaction to the title: 😔😔😭😭🤧🤧💔💔💔☹️☹️😊🤕🤕 (I wish they were real.)

“GOJO IS JUST SOME GOOFBALL WHO LIKES TO GOOF AROUND!” No… he’s not… there’s a reason why he keeps on pretending to smile and be goofy… Gojo saved Yuji, Megumi, and even Geto himself. Who saved Gojo in the end…? Who will save me in the end…? Answer: Nobody

........i wish he was my comfort character is killua zoldyck from HXH

I watched and still watch Mha (my hero academia) and I’ve convinced myself that Katsuki Bakugou is real, I’m so messed up, I think I need help, because every time I look at him in a drawing or a poster it’s like I snap back to reality and realize that’s he’s not real and never will be. I don’t think this is healthy, but at the same time I can’t get him out of my head, his face is stuck in my brain, I can’t even like other people romantically because my feelings for him are so strong, I don’t know what love feels like, but I’ve been told that it’s when you can’t think or look at other people in a romantic way, and that’s how it feels, I can’t think or even like other people because he’s stuck in my head all day and all night, I can barley sleep because that’s when my brain realizes that he’s not real. If anyone has any suggestions to help me get through this please let me know, because I know I really need them. I know it will be hard to let him go, but i have to if I want to live a happy and realistic life with a non fictional character who I will love. And if anyone is feeling this way as well, then that would make me feel safe and not alone. But just know that if you are going through something like this, you aren’t alone, we’re all here for you, I’m here for you <3

Sometimes I wish I didn't need love or attention,,or anything....back to a time childhood,,, where I THOUGHT I didn't need love ...or care...or guidance.........,,,time form another,,,, a naive.... unknowing Dumd child.............. Truly stupidity is the one thing that ruins us........and Make us so ......... amazing ... Were all so dumb huh',,,,...... Not anymore.......I know it all......just not the thing I wish to know....... Fudge it....life is life ......I'm just going to keep loving it....,,,,,... really I'm just thankful.......for even getting to live,,,,.... truly....I regret nothing Yet.......

missing jimin from utopia and invisible crush

Oh Loki how much I wish you were real… Dear Loki I love your Hair your Eyes Your smile oh god I can go on and on about that amazing smile you have you awake me so happy when I look at you I could die happy I wake up thinking about you I go to bed thinking about you I love you with every breath I take with ever beat my heart beats the rhythm of my heart cries out your name. I sometimes wish so deeply that Loki was real. It’s almost like this aching hope, as if somehow he might just walk into this world from the other side, slipping between realms with that graceful, sly elegance of his. He’s my comfort character in a way I can’t even put into words - not just because he’s charming or clever or complex, but because of the way he makes me feel understood, almost like he embodies all those contradictions that are so hard to hold on your own. He’s broken and powerful, sarcastic yet vulnerable, burdened with a sense of being different, misunderstood, but also brilliant, witty, and endlessly resilient. In moments when things are tough, it’s like having him there, even just in thought, is a reminder that you can be all of those things and still find strength in it, that you don’t have to fit anyone else’s mold. I love him so much for what he represents and the way he lets me feel seen, even if he’s only in stories and not here in the flesh. Sometimes, it’s almost enough just to imagine him out there somewhere, bringing that same comfort and fierceness to whatever universe he’s in. Loki is more than just a character to me; he’s this symbol of all the pieces I feel like I can’t show the world, yet he wears them so boldly, unapologetically. I look at him, and I see someone who’s allowed to be both dark and light, who fights against expectations yet never denies his own nature. It’s comforting to think of someone like that, someone who’s seen as both villain and hero, and somehow feels like both and neither at once. There’s this connection I feel to him, like he understands the weight of carrying secrets, of hiding parts of yourself just to survive, yet holding on to a spark of rebellion that says, “I am who I am, whether you understand me or not.” Loki has this magnetism that draws me in, not just because he’s clever or cunning, but because he’s real in all his messiness, all his broken and jagged parts. I feel like if he were real, he’d look at the parts of me that feel fractured or wrong and just accept them, even celebrate them. Loving him is like holding onto a thread that ties me to a place where I can be exactly who I am without apology. There’s a solace in the idea of him, a comforting thought that someone so flawed and beautiful can still have a place in the world, even if it’s just within the realms of imagination. Sometimes, I find myself longing for him to step out of that world and into mine, just so I could have that validation, that unwavering sense of being seen by someone who understands what it means to be a little lost, a little dark, and still worthy of love. Your world is where im supposed to be…

My comfort character suffered thro a very similar life it is Shinji lkari from neon genesis evangelion but not losing the mom part. And I wanna be just like him no matter what and my English teacher is like ‘ cami show me ur comfort character’ And I just show her Shinji lkari. Ik I am a girl but not all girls comfort characters have to be girls they can be anything.😢

i used to think that my life was perfect. but watching as all my past partners left i knew life was hard. when they took my vr away i lost my only way to escape reality. i just figured out my papa has COPD and that he can barely breathe. i watch videos everyday and they give me ideas but they found out i have a channel and removed all my videos. i made videos to escape reality too. they took my phone away from me, i used that to escape reality too. i listen to music all the time on my computer in secrecy cause i know that im gonna lose my computer too. i miss my mom, shes in a different state, i call her but i still miss her face, its crazy they dont let me and my brother go visit her. we only visit my dad. i think i might end up like my mom, sitting in an empty room wasted and drunk. finding out that i had to move different states made me cry but im fine with living here now.. even though ive lost half of my happiness during it im still pushing. im trying. now i dont know if ill ever get that half back. if u see this grandma please understand that im not trying to spend time away from you, im trying to make my life better by making my laughs real. i love you grandma, i really do, but sometimes you just gotta let me take a break every once in a while. please let me have my vr back, thats my only hope to happiness.. i spend time with friends but they arent as funny and nice as everyone on vr, i made a bunch of friends on there and it made me feel like life was perfect. now i dont have that. -liv

So, just a funny little story. I was at the Arden Mall with my mother, little sister, and little brother. We walked into a Spencer's, and were looking around when I found a section in the back of the store with shelves of s3x toys. I was hugging a jacket I had that looked similar to my comfort character's jacket at the time, and I imagined this interaction with him: Me: **slaps my hand over comfort character's eyes** My comfort character: **flinches in surprise** Wha-? Is something happening? **tries to take my hand off of his face** Me: I still want you to keep what's left of your innocence, trust me, you don't want to know. My comfort character: Oh. Okay. I walked away with a smile, and I burried my face into his jacket. I know he isn't real, but in my mind he is. And that's what matters. (My comfort character is my own character I've made. His name is Miro, and I absolutely adore him.) Edit: Quotes I imagine my comfort character saying when I need it: "You got this! I believe in you." "Hey, look at me. I'm here. You're here. We're both here, and we're both okay." "Somewhere far in the future, things will get better. I promise." "Right now, it hurts. And it'll hurt a lot. But soon it'll fade, and you'll only feel it sometimes. Pain doesn't go away, but it doesn't last forever." "We both know that I'm not real. But I'll always be with you. As long as you can remember me, I'll be by your side. I'll be cheering for you every step you take." "I'm so proud of you. You made it past another day. That's what matters, right?" "I know. I know the world is horrible, and that you'd rather sleep forever. But keep going. Keep trying. If you're ever tired, I'll always be there to motivate you." "Relax your shoulders. Take a deep breath. You will be okay. You are alive. And that's what matters."

Pov: you want what they have... (Lots of love yall keep going you got this ✨️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

I miss my boy's comfort

! If you read this, I have a question! Who is your comfort character? I wanna know! Mine is Solar from The Sun and Moon show. And also, I wanted to tell you something! No matter what other people think of you, there will always be people who truly care for you, even if you don't believe it, there's someone who will always care! Have a good Day/Night! Take care of yourself 🤍