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memeswearhouse ([personal profile] memeswearhouse) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet2012-06-22 11:06 pm

REVENGE OF HURT/COMFORT




Hurt/Comfort - Hurt/comfort is a fan fiction genre that involves the physical pain or emotional distress of one character, who is cared for by another character. The injury, sickness or other kind of hurt allows an exploration of the characters and their relationship.

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- Roll 1-10 at RNG for a scene, play it out and have fun!

1. INJURY. You've been injured. Broken bones or bleeding out or maybe just a tiny little papercut. The choice is yours.
2. SICKNESS. You're sick and laid up in bed, at home or in a hospital. The severity is up to you.
3. FEAR/ANXIETY. Something is happening and you're scared beyond belief.
4. LOSS OF SENSES. Sight, touch, taste, hearing, smell, etc. You've lost some important sense or ability and now you're left to deal with it.
5. DESPAIR. Nothing is good or right anymore and you can't shake the depression. Maybe that friend of yours can help though...
6. BREAKUP. You've been dumped. You need someone to comfort you, possibly by the one who dumped you.
7. MAKE UP. Fight or break up, it's time to makeup.
8. RESCUED. You've just been held captive and/or tortured for however long and finally, someone has come to the rescue.
9. BAD ROMANCE. Fight, cheated on, abused, whatever the case is, someone else can clearly see you need comfort from someone who isn't your terrible lover tonight.
10. LOSS. You've experience a loss of some kind and need help getting through it.
11. INSANITY. You're seeing things that aren't really there, hearing voices, or you're just convinced you're at your wit's end finally and you're going to crack. Maybe someone can give you a helping hand.
12. TIRED. You've had a heard life recently and you're just worn too thin to really care anymore. There's no fight left in you anymore. Can someone help change your mind?
13. ADDICTION. Drugs, alcohol, sex, gambling, or any other type of addiction has got you in its grasp. First time or relapse. Will someone be able to save you?
14. INSOMNIA. You can't sleep anymore, no matter how hard you try. Maybe someone can give you company.
15. NIGHTMARES. Or, on the other end of the spectrum, you can't sleep without gruesome, horrible nightmares. Either someone is stuck in your dream with you, witnessing it or they're just waking you up, soothing you out of it.
16. BLACKMAIL. You've been caught doing something you shouldn't and you were blackmailed because of it
17. SEPARATION. You're going to be separated for awhile or were separated for a long time. Either make up for lost time or try to spend every last moment together.
18. VIOLATED. You've been violated in some way. Can include sexual overtones or not. Can someone help you through it?
19. STRANDED. You've been stranded somewhere remote, with no help of anyone finding you for awhile. Can you survive this together?
20. SINS. You're feeling the weight of your sins and guilt clearer than ever. Can someone give you absolution or lessen the ache any?
21. SECRET. It's difficult having to keep that secret of yours, be it a relationship or something you just don't want to share with anybody else. Maybe it's okay to talk about it now though...
22. ADDITION. Babies should be joyous things unless you're in a situation where you know you won't be able to care for them. Either you've adopted or found out you're pregnant.
golden_boytoy: (Reckless //)

Lindsey McDonald (Pimped!AU) | Angel | OTA

[personal profile] golden_boytoy 2012-06-24 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
hadherownplans: (With your lucky eyes)

Re: Lindsey McDonald (Pimped!AU) | Angel | OTA

[personal profile] hadherownplans 2012-06-24 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
*He was such a pretty little thing, the Lawyer. So very easy on the eyes in a way that made the thought of breaking him taste that much sweeter. Ruining him, taking away some of that beauty so someone else couldn't enjoy him-- that was like poetry. It didn't matter that whatever she did would be reversed when their time was up. He was a trinket to be enjoyed. Bought and sold for the favors she could do for the Hell spawn he worked for.

Oh well. The game would lose its appeal if he were dead, and left to her tender devices, it would surely happen sooner rather than later. This way was best. He'd survive her games if only barely and then his employers would heal him before passing him along like the whore he was.

The clock was ticking on her time with him and she decided to get down to things.*

I want you to strip for me. Slowly.
golden_boytoy: (Frisk //)

[personal profile] golden_boytoy 2012-06-24 02:40 am (UTC)(link)
Lindsey was responsible for her contract, a beautiful thing that had Holland smiling as if Angel had surrendered, so of course he was to offer her his after service bonus. It was part of his job contract to provide everything the client should want.

The difference was this sort of service required him stripping off his clothes in his living room.

Closing his eyes, he did as he was told, pulling off his tie, taking his time to undo the buttons of his shirt one at a time, sliding out of his dress pants. Item by item they dropped to the floor until a full five minutes later, he was naked within a ring of them.

He should have taken longer to pass the time. But at least getting naked was something he was familiar with, and this client was at least female, and, while partially demonic, human looking.

"Would you like to move to the bedroom?"
hadherownplans: (Scorn)

[personal profile] hadherownplans 2012-06-24 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh no. I'm perfectly comfortable right where I'm at for the time being."

Jocelyn stood and circled him, the heels she wore making them even as far as height was concerned. It was after she'd done a complete circle that she stopped at his back, clawing her hand and dragging perfectly manicured fingernails down his spine hard enough to draw blood. It barely stood out against the dark crimson of her nail polish though she was careful to lick the stray drops clean.

"You taste delicious. I plan on exploring all the ways you taste throughout the course of the evening. Particularly your pain. It adds a certain special something to the blood. Pain. Fear. It's intoxicating."
golden_boytoy: (Recidivist //)

[personal profile] golden_boytoy 2012-06-24 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
Lindsey flinched when her nails dragged trenches into his back. His mouth opened to gasp lightly, but the sharp pain was nothing compared to the tortures he bore in the past and his pain tolerance had pushed him far beyond simple scratches.

His heart wasn't even really pounding in his chest yet.

"I wasn't aware you were a vampire, Miss Treadway." He swallowed and smiled pleasantly at his client. "Should I add that to your records?"
hadherownplans: (Bitch)

[personal profile] hadherownplans 2012-06-24 03:38 am (UTC)(link)
"Vampires are loathsome creatures and far from the only beings with a taste for human blood."

Jocelyn could appreciate bravery. It made it that much more interesting when she got in behind the protective walls they put up.

"I'd like you to fetch a few things for me. I could conjure them, I'd just rather see your preferences."

She smiled and it was all teeth, red lips pulling back as if she were simply about to ask for the time.
golden_boytoy: (Immunity //)

[personal profile] golden_boytoy 2012-06-24 04:02 am (UTC)(link)
Since the days when prisoners were made to carry their own execution weapon to the block, that sort of perverse sadistic impulse had persisted through the ages. No doubt these items were things he would loathe and his retrieval meant to make him uneasy.

So he smiled to match hers, his best courtroom presentation with that lawyer face that could bluff through any poker game. "Of course. How may I serve you?"
hadherownplans: (Ambassador to you)

[personal profile] hadherownplans 2012-06-24 04:47 am (UTC)(link)
"The sharpest knife you have along with salt and a bucket of ice. Sea salt preferably." It would only be a precursor to what she had in store for him. He'd be beautiful writhing in agony, even more so than he was now, refusing to be intimidated. That, at least, she could respect.

"I also wouldn't object to a drink. A good scotch or brandy will do."
golden_boytoy: (Dangerous //)

[personal profile] golden_boytoy 2012-06-24 05:35 am (UTC)(link)
Lindsey gritted his teeth. Just what he thought, stuff he wouldn't like at all. He managed not to flinch at what he imagined will be happening tonight, focusing on breathing and just following instructions for now.

"Wet bar's over that way. Help yourself." Pretending an indifference that he was quickly losing. Lindsey headed towards his own kitchen. "I don't have any sea salt, you'll have to make do with table salt."

He returned with a full saltshaker, ice in a large bowl, and a good meat carving knife, all of which he placed heavily on the bar. In these circumstances, he knew that a sharp knife would be much better than a dull one.
hadherownplans: (With attitude to spare)

[personal profile] hadherownplans 2012-06-25 03:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Her lips formed a tiny moue and she sighed like she'd been terribly put upon with that information. In the meantime, she went to the aforementioned bar to pour herself a cognac after perusing the choices. He was well stocked. Settling on a glass of Arcana as it seemed the most appropriate choice, Jocelyn smiled when he returned with the requested items.

"Excellent. Do you have a sheet you'd like to use? This may get a bit messy and that rug is gorgeous. It would be a shame to get blood on it."
golden_boytoy: (Scienter //)

[personal profile] golden_boytoy 2012-06-25 06:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Lindsey pressed his lips together and breathed out heavily through his nose. He did not in fact have any sheet he could use that would prevent blood from soaking into his carpet. He... Calmed down and nodded his head.

"I can take off the shower curtains if you insist we do this over the carpet." Managing a curl of his lip that just bordered on insubordination, he went to retrieve the curtains off their hanging hooks and tossed them in a dry pile on the carpet. He will be getting new ones after this. Possibly a new carpet regardless.

"Please, take stock the amount you drink. I plan on billing the company as an office expense."
hadherownplans: (Ambassador to you)

[personal profile] hadherownplans 2012-06-26 01:55 am (UTC)(link)
"The space is better. I'll need it for the candles." There were rituals that she favored for this kind of thing.

"You might as well bill for the entire bottle. There won't be any left by the time we're done."
golden_boytoy: (Recidivist //)

[personal profile] golden_boytoy 2012-06-26 01:59 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, knife, salt, ice, a plastic cover to contain the blood and a nice bottle of cognac to help you pass your time." He managed a wide grin with bravado that was quickly sinking into the depths of his stomach and looked at his soon to be torturer.

"Did you miss anything or can we get this on the road?"
hadherownplans: (Devil in a red dress)

[personal profile] hadherownplans 2012-06-26 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, you'll be drinking as well. Please, lie down." Her smile was neutral when she unzipped her dress and let it fall to the floor. Bending to pick up the material, she draped it over the back of the couch before moving for the things she'd requested.

Pouring some of the salt into her hand in order to sprinkle it over the ice, she picked up the knife and nicked her wrist, allowing the blood to drop over the new mixture. Satisfied with that, she glanced back to Lindsey.

"Would you like yours straight from the source or mixed with the cognac?"
golden_boytoy: (Deliberate //)

[personal profile] golden_boytoy 2012-06-26 03:49 am (UTC)(link)
It was instinctive that when a beautiful woman got naked in his home, Lindsey's eyes were drawn to her voluptuous body. Even when she was half demon, holding a knife and bleeding from the wrist.

Dragging his eyes away from her, Lindsey laid down on the shower curtain and flinched slightly as the cold vinyl touched the cuts on his back. At least he wasn't embarrassingly erect despite their naked forms. Knowing that knife will be used on him soon might have something to do with it.

Slowly he began to recognize that she was gathering ingredients for a ritual of some sort. He wasn't sure to be relieved or afraid, but then her words on pain came back to haunt him and he decided to stick to the latter.

"Does it matter? If I'm drinking it, I'll take it mixed. Anything else, I'll go with straight."
hadherownplans: (Latex and lace)

[personal profile] hadherownplans 2012-06-26 05:55 am (UTC)(link)
"Some have said the taste of my blood is appealing. Your choice all the same, of course." Holding her wrist over a glass until she was satisfied, she ran her uninjured hand over the cut and watched it disappear. Pouring another two shots worth of liquor into the glass, Jocelyn stirred it then brought it over to him.

"There's something to be said for magic. It has so very many functions."
golden_boytoy: (Wrongful death //)

[personal profile] golden_boytoy 2012-06-26 06:01 am (UTC)(link)
Lindsey grimaced but took the glass and downed it with a quick gulp. He had no idea what the blood would do to him, but at the least he could hope that the cognac could get him drunk and numb him to the night's activities. It wasn't often that he was allowed to be inebriated just before getting started.

Handing the now emptied glass back, Lindsey made a face. Even through the cognac, he could still taste the blood. "Alright, I've done what you want. Are you going to tell me what did I just drink and what it will do?"
hadherownplans: (Bitch)

[personal profile] hadherownplans 2012-06-26 06:13 am (UTC)(link)
"Blood, my own, and cognac. Yours. The rest is for later." Moving in close to him in order to place her hand flat against his chest, she closed her eyes and visualized the blood, her blood, running through him. Setting him to vibrate for lack of a better description, she smiled.

"It's an extension of my will. I can control you, what you feel, amplify it and derive my own pleasure from it. I can draw power from it. Pain doesn't have to be physical when all it really is is what your body tells your mind."
golden_boytoy: (Spontaneous exclamation //)

[personal profile] golden_boytoy 2012-06-26 06:43 am (UTC)(link)
Lindsey's eyes widened when he felt his body shaking. It was like the blood within his veins were boiling but without the heat. He shuddered, shivered, and stared back at the demoness with a naked look of horror that he hadn't shown up until now.

"What are you going to do to me?!" This went beyond the physical. This was inside him, like his whole body was no longer his to control, but just an extension of her will. He shivered placed a hand to his chest as if by touch, he could feel the change that had been wrought inside him.
hadherownplans: (With your lucky eyes)

[personal profile] hadherownplans 2012-06-26 10:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Her face expressed nothing but pure sweetness in the wake of his terror. "I'm going to open you up to new sensations. I'm going to play with your nerve endings like a puppeteer would play with a puppet's strings."

Slowly and within his view, she began to clench her fist. "With something as simple as a gesture, I can stop your heart from beating in your chest. The feeling-- there's nothing quite like it."

golden_boytoy: (Holder //)

[personal profile] golden_boytoy 2012-06-26 10:55 pm (UTC)(link)
At first Lindsey felt nothing, just the same strange tingling vibration through his veins and a sense of wrongness overtaking him whole. Yet as her fingers curled tighter, he gasped as a new sort of fire burned within his blood.

Good thing he was already laid out on the ground for all his limbs suddenly went numb. Then pain, searing horrible pain, like all his nerves were burnt to a crsip, and it began to spread outwards from his heart. "Wha... what are you- !!!!"
hadherownplans: (Devil in a red dress)

[personal profile] hadherownplans 2012-06-26 11:07 pm (UTC)(link)
It was when the pain began that she inhaled, her eyes closing as a different kind of tingle worked its way through her. Green eyes glowed as if a fire were behind them when she looked down on him. "You can scream if you'd like. I won't stop you. In fact, please do."

Her fist clenched tighter still until her nails bit into flesh and drew more blood.

golden_boytoy: (Molestation //)

[personal profile] golden_boytoy 2012-06-26 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
It was that invitation to scream that had Lindsey clamp his mouth shut, resolved not to give her that bit of pleasure. He was a stubborn guy by nature, and he discovered that he rarely did what was the smart thing for him when it came to being stubborn.

He did end up making a choked off noise though as that pain spread throughout his body. It was pins and needles in a thousand, million times worse, each nerve ending flaring up as its individual little pin to pierce with acridity into the depths of his senses. He began to writhe on the sheet even as his heart pounded faster, laboring to keep up with the body's stress.
hadherownplans: (Latex and lace)

[personal profile] hadherownplans 2012-06-26 11:27 pm (UTC)(link)
There was a small, incredibly pleased chuckle from her as he bit down on what surely must be a natural urge given what she was doing to him. All the better. They had a long night ahead of them. "I'll give you this much-- I didn't expect you to be so resilient. I'm not disappointed."

Focusing her will, she slowed his heart to a complete stop before rising to bring the things she'd put together over.

"It's odd, isn't it? The taste of death? Knowing how close it is? I can keep you like this for a minute before you even lose consciousness. By my estimate I still have forty five seconds."
golden_boytoy: (Spontaneous exclamation //)

[personal profile] golden_boytoy 2012-06-26 11:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Lindsey wanted to answer, but his teeth were clenched tight in order to prevent himself from giving into screaming. Slowly the pain eased off and he unclenched his jaw and dared to take in a deeper breath.

Except something else was wrong. A wave of dizziness hit him when he tried to sit up, but more than that, it nearly floored him again. One hand went to his head and the other to his chest, and that was when he discovered his heart wasn't pounding hard in his chest anymore. In fact, it was slowing... slowing...

Stilled.

Lindsey waited several seconds, no beat.

He got dizzier as he looked up frantically at Jocelyn. "Restart it..." It wasn't so much a demand as a panicked request as the world started to swirl before his eyes. Thirty seconds... twenty five....

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