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Healing the Broken
![]() healing the broken meme a shipping meme The events of many canons have left its characters ravaged, unable to be the whole people they once were. They can never go back to the innocence they had before. However, they can find someone who can pull you back from the brink. Some say love can conquer all ills and cure all broken people - the jury is still out on that, but enough people subscribe to the notion that it may have some merit. With the right affection behind it, can it be the elixir to heal traumas or mend angst? For this meme, it can be. No matter what your what your problem is, from daddy issues to being mind controlled to hating all humans or being just a jerk, all you need is healing from the right person. All in all? This is a shameless meme playing with the idea of "cured by love." Love it or hate it, it's prevalent in fiction, both fan and published. And sometimes, no lie, you just want to play it and not be judge for the pure shlock you know it to be. Here is the place; now is the time. However, you don't have to go for unrealistic escapism. One partner trying to help the other through trauma is not an easy task, and there are bound to be setbacks, resistance, and hurt feelings. And what if BOTH partners are a little bit broken? Can they survive together, or will they bring each other down? how to play - Comment with your character and preferences. Feel free to talk about your character's problems. You might also want to mention if your character is the one who needs to be healed or can do the healing. Or perhaps you and your thread partner can play two roughed up characters learning to trust again! - Reply to others. |
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And stuffing you silly.
What?
Food and me.
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His perpetual exhaustion wasn't entirely due to his delicate constitution, a tiny wildflower that could only be found in a tiny hamlet in the British Isles and could not be kept from wilting and dying when uprooted. He had started their journey in laughably poor athletic condition. Every day had challenged his stamina to the breaking point. Starting with long treks through huge marketplaces and most recently climbing up and down the sides of a moving train had beaten his reluctant body into the grudging, but inexorable, process of creating lean muscle mass. Jim didn't have a heavy build, he tended towards a sinewy sort of strength. Even though he lived in his body full-time and tended to notice such details in other people, he was oblivious to what was happening so deep under his skin.
"Teach me something. Tell me a story." Too weary to keep his eyes open and too awake for a small distraction to be enough, Jim started chewing on Jack's fingers in an attempt to persuade him to start biting and scratching, to start leaving new marks on new skin, something to ground and settle him, something familiar in a sea of strangeness.
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"Tell me how to play poker." Not show me, Jim had no intention of opening his eyes anytime soon.
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"The rest of the game is knowing or reading your opponents." That, Jim could do his sleep.
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"So, that's it? That's poker? It's a hell of a lot simpler than people make it out to be."
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"Tell me how to play 'gin.'"
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"Ten cards in each player's hand. In the center one card is face up, the rest of the deck face down. The object to to make sets of what is in your hand, helped by taking the face up card or an unknown card from the deck then discarding any one card in your hand, so you always have ten." Again Jack described what would be a set and the point counting system. "The difference between Fourteen and Gin Rummy is that each player has 14 cards in their hands, jokers are wild, and two decks are used. You cannot pick up the discarded card unless using it to complete your hand and ending the game and the also count the points differently."
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Jack would have to be a stone headed idiot to play against Moriarty for actual stakes, for any number of reasons. None of them would include the boss somehow losing.
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"We don't have to play for anything, Jim. A kiss for the winner or some other favor, if that is what you are hinting at," which would also make for bad Muslims, but who was he to point out the obvious? especially when he wasn't Muslim or even a good catholic boy. If anything, he liked the idea of reincarnation and coming back to get things right.
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What about Moriarty's ability to identify the individual wear patterns on the backs of Jack's deck of cards? Or his sleight-of-hand skills? What, did Jack somehow assume that Jim was a reformed man now, that he would actually play a friendly card game without cheating every which way at once?
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"I could go either way," as if he reluctant.
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Never a small letter 'l', it was always capitalized. Not something an old duffer would say, but a name attached to the best bits of James Moriarty that Jack wanted more of.
"Shall we play at the table or on the bed." No offense, Jack was going to keep score in this game of Fourteen.
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Pulled out his phone and tapped on the memo pad to keep track. Tapped in the suggestions made so far. Would need a pair of scissors for the dolls, wasn't going to dull his knives on paper. Was tempted to play for not going to Sudan, but saying that he was concerned and wished to avoid it was asking for it.
"What else?"
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Considering how often Jack had clearly wished he could push Jim around, and how seldom he ever dared try, he had to have racked up lots of random ideas over the years.
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No Teeth!
was the first thing to leap to mind...and it quickly degraded into the man turning his own clothes right side out and putting them in a hamper, scraping a dish or rinsing out a cup, shopping for his own toothpaste. Although he wouldn't say he was dying to propose any of those.
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If they didn't start out with truly trivial stakes then there would be no build-up. After all, Jim had to establish a track record of Jack managing to win half the time, at least at the beginning, or Jack would never bother with anything interesting.
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Turning clothing right-side out, unwrinkling, putting in hamper
Scraping own dish into trash and putting in the sink
Washing own dish
Rinsing out tea cups
Shop for own toothpaste
Shop for own shoelaces
Thought about the last two and added Go out to shop for - to each one.
There wasn't anything Jack wanted. He didn't need anything.
An idea hit and he entered it as well,
Read a children's book and do the voice of the characters. Characters' voices must be different from each other.
because it was usually Jim prodding Jack to talk.
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Yes, Jim was getting impatient now. He also began nuzzling at Jack's neck more insistently, suggesting that he could be entertained in two separate ways and leaving it up to Jack to choose the order.
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"Alright," Lifting slightly, a pack of cards was fished out of a pocket. Shuffled the cards, their weight, their pattern familiar. An old deck of World War II cards, the planes RAF personnel needed to identify printed on their face. "My other deck is in my coat." Afganistan's most wanted, or at least most wanted back when Jack was in the military.
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