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bakerstreet2015-12-04 05:32 pm
florence nightingale effect.

1. Previously aloof tough character gets injured, lets the love interest treat their injuries, and reveals a newfound trust and intimacy. This might or might not involve the tough person making that hissing sound when the love interest touches their injured face, but not quite pulling away...
2. The love interest gets injured, and the tough character treats them and suddenly reveals a tender side.
It's an old trope, admittedly, but an understandable one. You're hurt - physically or emotionally - and perhaps even on the brink of death. And then, out of the blue, someone saves you and brings you back. They heal you, they feed you, cloth you, wash you. In the human mind, the intimacies can bring up warm feelings, even in the hardest of hearts. Will you fight them or let them grow? And what about when it's time to leave? You may not feel like leaving your angel...
HOW TO PLAY
1. Comment with your character and preferences. Mention if you'd prefer to play the healer or the healed - or both, for greatest versatility!
2. Reply to others.
NOT EXACTLY PROMPTS, BUT IDEAS
- The finding and saving
- The hurt/comfort care process, I.E. cleaning wounds, bathing, wrapping bandages, etc.
- Feeding, finding clothes, etc.
- Mother hen behavior ("you're still hurt, don't do that!")
- Comforting from trauma
- Unwilling patient
- Pulling away, trying to be all aloof
- Realization of growing emotions
- Denial
- Attempts to instigate something more
- Jealousy at seeing your savior with someone else
- Confessions
- Mutual attraction
- First (accidental or no) kiss
- Obligatory sex scene option
- Make your own scene

mami | breath of fire iv | ota
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[There are monsters, of course, and he dispatches them easily, but by nightfall he's somewhat drained from the effort of taking the hits and dealing with all of these pests.]
... Art thou well? We should make camp, so that thou canst rest.
itp punching canon in the face
She doesn't know that last part, though.
She huffs a bit, tucking an errant strand of hair behind one ear, and manages a slightly embarrassed smile in response to the question.]
A-aye...that'd be fer th' best...
also itt butchering olde english
... Hast thou been injured?
so basically canon except punching it in the face
She'll probably have to find somewhere else to live and another stove, but she'll live.]
Nay, Ryong, Ah'm all righ', jus' tired.
[... The smile softens into something less embarrassed and more genuine. She is grateful, after all, for having been rescued at the last minute.]
pretty much that
Then we shall watch over thee whilst thou art in a slumber. We shall continue moving once day breaks.
[He... needs rest too, but he can keep going for a while. She's more important.]
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[...that might not be quite correct, she thinks as what feels suspiciously like pulled muscles everywhere sets in. Tomorrow is probably going to suck. She isn't a slouch physically, but...
Long journeys like this...
... That is Mami curling up on her side and going to sleep a little more rapidly than she would normally. Whoops.]
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FOU-LU YOU DONE GOOFED
FOR YOUR RECKLESS USE OF MAGIC HAS SUMMONED............
a curious little squirrel, who peeps in and then peeps back out. Go to sleep, goof.]
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Morning now?]
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Krem | Dragon Age | OTA
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Then came the assassination attempt. The Ben-Hassrath sent someoneone to Skyhold to stick a dagger in Bull's back. Thankfully the Inquisitor had been there, gotten him to a healer.
And that is where he is, in one of the larger beds in the infirmary. The Saar-Qamek still burns, he can feel his body fighting it. He laughs it off weakly when people ask, but part of him wonders if the resistance he has built will be enough.
He looks away when he sees it is his second in command walking over with the wound dressings, he'd been expecting Mother Giselle. "Krem... Shouldn't you be with the guys?"
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So after the Storm Coast, he'd started keeping a closer eye. And then the assassin showed up (scared the shit out of him, truth be told, when he'd heard he'd actually gotten a strike in and then followed up with the healers), and what the hell else can he do, when he's on bedrest until they're sure he'll pull through?
Fucking Bull, fucking stubborn asshole, and it's not like there's some part of him that blames himself for not keeping a closer eye. He's supposed to have his back and somebody got to him. Rationally he knows it's not his fault, but even so.
So yeah, he makes his way to the infirmary to check up on him, has a nice long talk with the healer to talk himself inside despite the fact he really doesn't have a whole lot of experience with healing. It's not the point.
He greets the Bull with a half smile before setting the dressings down.
"Probably. But I'm not. Deal with it, they can look after themselves for a little while. The Inquisitor's with them." Like that's any guarantee, but it's the best he can offer right now.
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Of course there hadn't been the poision then. But he doesn't know if Krem knows about that. Better not to alarm him. He forces himself to sit up a little so it would be easier to change the dressings.
"You look like you haven't slept much, Krem."
Syrenne | The Last Story | OTA