bakerstreet | hurt comfort meme

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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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.
23. WILDCARD. Anything missing? Make your own, and tell us about it in your top level!.

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[He takes her cloak when she offers it to him, bundling it around him. It reminds him of when he used to make fortifications with his siblings out of their bedding. It's still warm.

It smells like her.

That thought is one that gets pushed right back where it came from.]

...Maker, I must look a sight. I'm sorry that you have to see me like this.

Don't be sorry. You've seen me after I fell out of the Fade twice. I'm sure you look better now than I did then. [It's a weak attempt at humor. Of course Hissera was unconscious after the first run through the Fade, and the second was little better. Hissera had managed to look commanding and majestic while announcing the fate of the Gray Wardens, but afterwards, someone needed to find her a change of clothes and a calming tonic because she could not shake the feeling that she was covered in spiders for days after. If her companions and advisers didn't know she was terrified of spiders before that mess, they know now.

She tries to offer him a reassuring smile as he bundles up in her cloak.] Please don't think of me as your Inquisitor right now. Just think of me as your friend who wants to help.

That's a valid point. I only feel like I've been dragged through the Fade and back, not actually been. [It's clear that he's through the worst of it, because that manages to get a weary chuckle out of him.

His movements are still shaky and clumsy, and the cloak doesn't end up as perfectly arranged as it could be. His skin feels too tight, but the weight of her cloak helps him feel less twitchy, less high-strung.

He manages not to flinch at her request, aware that that's not how she meant it. But he's also acutely aware that he's hardly fit to be thought of as Commander, right now, either.]

I could make tea, if you'd like some.

[Hissera knows that at times like this, company is usually the main thing someone needs, but she thinks Cullen is self-conscious enough as it is without her just wordlessly staring at him.]

My mother had trouble like this sometimes. None of this is anything I haven't seen before. [Mostly. Her mother hadn't struggled with lyrium addiction, but the trauma of the things inflicted on her by the Qun combined with the regular nightmares she suffered in the Fade left her... fragile. She had episodes similar to Cullen, but she didn't battle the effects of lyrium, but of her own splintering mind.

Hissera has never spoken of her parents to anyone in the Inquisition. There's been no cause to, and it's not a topic she makes a habit of bringing up. She's sure that Leliana already knows everything worth knowing anyway.]

[He looks up at her when she talks about her parents, a little surprised. She hasn't spoken about her family before; he knows precious little about where she comes from, aside from what correspondence has crossed the war table.]

I'm sorry to hear that, about your mother. [He doesn't wish this on anyone.] You don't... speak about your parents often. If it's a sore subject, you don't have to, of course, but I realize that I know precious little about you, aside from all you've done as Inquisitor.

Have I never brought them up before? [She thinks back on the conversations she's had here, and... no, she supposes she hasn't.] I guess I just got into the habit of not talking about myself. Tal-Vashoth keep things close to the chest, and it rubbed off on me.

[But here's an easy way to distract Cullen. It used to hurt to talk about her parents, but not as much anymore.]

My parents were born in the Qun. My mother was a Saarebas, and my father was her Arvaarad. Basically, that means that she was a mage and he was her own personal Templar. Arvaarads are responsible for controlling their Saarebas and keeping them from corruption, but my mother always mumbled in her sleep. My father didn't think she was making deals with demons, but they sewed her mouth shut anyway to discourage corruption. He ran away with her after that. He said that he could better serve his function in the Qun without anyone else making decisions for her but him, but he was in love. I think he just hated that she was being hurt and he couldn't protect her.

[She talks about it calmly. She understands that her parents' love story has a lot more gruesome details than most human love stories, but it's all she's ever known. It's normal to her.]

I came along after that. They loved each other and they loved me. We had to run from Ben-Hassrath and my mother was... troubled because of everything that happened to her, but I think we were as happy as we could have been until she died.

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