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CALMING CARETAKER shipping meme Who in the world could hate kindness? Sweetness? Conscientiousness? All of us, on some level, like to be pampered and taken care of, from the most churlish to the most pleasant. Yes, even those grouchy grumps, or, of course, the cool-headed psychos - Okay, maybe not all of us to the same degree. Regardless of your disposition, somehow, you've gained a doting significant other. It seems like they find their greatest pleasure in taking care of and looking out for you. This may manifest in them simply trying to keep you entertained, happy, and healthy; it could also come in the form of them being a domestic doter, taking care of all your needs. Be it the former or the latter, there's an inherent adorableness that comes with their efforts and generosity, and in return, you have an urge to protect and care for them. They're just too precious for this world! Only, you know, there's a good chance you can a. ignore this, because you're emotionally stunted and full of wo/manpain, or b. repress it because you're a badass and would never. Unless you've completely disregarded all that because they're just too much and you want to hold them forever. So, how do you feel about all this? Do you wish they'd stop with this foolishness (not really)? Are you pushing them away? Are you embarrassed? Maybe you're absolutely taken with them! Just realize that you have it incredibly good. HOW TO PLAY • Comment with your character, preferences, their role, any info, etc. • Reply to others. ROLE • Usual: This is how they always are. "Caring" is in their nature. • Unexpected: They don't seem like the type...but with you, they are. • Terrible at It: They're trying hard, yet it seems like they fail at trying to take care of you. Depending on who you are, though, that may just make them more endearing. • Because You Like It: They heard you like those who are sweet and kind, so they're trying to change their ways. • Not Together: Technically, you're not together romantically, but everyone knows the truth. • The Doted Upon: What it says on the tin! PROMPTS • Feeding: Whether they cook for you or have moments where they feed you, literally, they take your nutrition seriously. • Massage: Let them work out all those kinks. • Clean You Up: Here, they've drawn a warm bath for you. • Dress Your Wounds: If you're the kind of person who gets in battles, they'll see that you're all patched up. • Singing: Or telling stories, or otherwise calming you down. • Lap Rest: Sometimes, their lap is the best pillow. • A Shoulder to Cry On: When you have troubles, they're always there to listen. • The Calming Force: If you have moments of terror from past trauma, they're always willing to put themselves on the line to bring you back to reality, even if it puts them in danger. • Soft Kisses: Their kisses feel so good, and they're never demanding. • Head Pat: Sometimes, a simple gesture can mean the most. • Grooming: They'll fix your hair - or at least play with it - and help you shave. • Gifts: Homemade or expensive, they like to shower you in presents. • Lovemaking: The obligatory smut option, where they're a generous lover. • Protector: They look out for you, and while they don't seem that way, if you're threatened, they get like a bear protecting her cubs. • Gentle Giant: They make you feel so small and delicate. • Reverse: For once, you want to dote on and take care of them. • Unwilling: It's a wonder they still try to care for you, because you're cruel to them and rebuff them at every turn, even if you really don't mean it. • It's Okay to Cry: They never get upset because they don't want to put that on you. You want to let them know they can let it all out. • WILDCARD

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beth greene | the walking dead | ota

[littlemissfutility]

[Gen or shipping. Interested in both canon and cross-canon CR, happy to do things in her world, your character's world, or a jamjar!]

Sheldon Oberon || Jumanji || M/M

[mapsandcodesohmy]

[[[Inspired by Jumanji: Welcome to the Jungle and Jumanji: Rhino Run. This version is an actual professor, who is based in the year 1934. The caretaker.]

Maria Hill :: MCU :: F/M

[standardprocedure]

[The one needing a caretaker. Let's face it, working with the Avengers is a stressful job in and of itself. But she'll 1000% never admit that she likes being on the receiving end of someone's attention. Canon/castmates and longer prose preferred.]

Genevieve Moreau | OC | M/F

[eternitea]

[Go ahead, put your head in her lap and let her pet your hair.]

simmaeri | an oc | ota

[allsongs]

[gen or ship ok. she's got several thousands of years' worth of caretaking under her belt.]

mantis | mcu | ota

[innerbeauty]

[ Universe's Okayest Empath and Caretaker™ ]

Bodhi Rook | Star Wars | OTA

[onlyeverdoubted]

[Either role, though he's better at giving than receiving.]

Peter Quill | MCU

[its_starlord]

[Either role~ Gen or ship is OK (prefer m/m for shipping)]

Frankenstein’s monster | Fate/

[shaggydogstory]

[Either role, though she has more good intentions than skill in caretaking.]

charles xavier | xmcu

[genotypes]

[ caretaker. ]

vanessa ives ( penny dreadful )

[possidetur]

( either role )

Derek Lockwood | Original | OTA

[doctricis]

jeyne poole | asoiaf | ota

[itrhymeswithpain]

[ she could be either role, tbh, but probably more likely to be the one taken care of. ]

Kurt Wagner | Marvel Comics | OTA

[blueberry_bamf]

((ooc: He's used to being the caretaker. He's not used to being taken care of. So either way, it could be fun!))

[demonar]

[ Pain racked through Hakkai's ribs -- hopefully that kick he'd received hadn't actually broken anything -- but he tightened the hold he had around the stranger anyway, supporting the lean body next to him as he walked them both into the inn. He'd had the foresight to drape the blanket he kept in Jeep around the other man to cover his striking appearance, but there was no one around to see them anyway, thankfully.

It was the blood that worried him the most. Whether most of it was his or the stranger's was hard to tell -- Hakkai knew both of them had gotten a fair dose of slashes from the group of youkai's razor-sharp nails.

It had all happened so fast. He'd heard shouts and leers, following the noise to find a large hoard of the demons surrounding one of the most unique-looking individuals Hakkai had ever seen. Blue skin, yellow eyes, an arrowed tail. Apparently the trouble was that he looked like a demon of some kind, but smelled human -- an anomaly to the group surrounding and attacking him with every intention to kill. Hakkai hadn't thought twice about stepping in; the fellow was obviously outnumbered and in serious trouble, but the situation had quickly turned rough for him as well. He'd managed to take out a few of their number with his chi, but there were just so many of them.

Escape was the option to pursue, both of them wounded, to what degree he did not yet know. He'd called Jeep and they were all able to make a hasty getaway, Hakkai using one last chi blast to send any followers flying backwards.

Now he's helping lug the man into the room he's staying at, Hakkai panting from exertion as he gets them through the door and shuts it somehow. The little white dragon who is really the hero of this is flying close by, chittering nervously, Hakkai trying to reassure him that he's okay, but he's feeling just a bit light-headed. He manages to get the man to the small bed in the corner of the room, as it's close to the ground. Letting him slip onto it, Hakkai slides down onto the floor next to him, long legs bending as he sits with his back against the wall and winces sharply. He doesn't take time to rest, however, turning his head slowly to the side to blink over at the other. ]

How badly... are you hurt...?

hank anderson; detroit: become human

[fifthbar]

[ would prefer gen instead of shipping, it’s just that this is The Perfect Meme. interested in hank as the caretaker, & cross-canon/assumed cr would be okay for that. for prompts: clean you up/dress your wounds/shoulder to cry on/calming force/protector are all A+.

prefs in case you'd like to take a look. ]

shove ALL the robot verses together

[hackskill]

Day Zero - the day the Synths woke up, gained consciousness. The day the world descended into chaos. People died. At the center of it all? One teenager with computer and a choice.

Maybe it was only a matter of time. Her guilt had moved her to try free an innocent kid, some teenager across the ocean who had claimed to be the one who'd sent out the consciousness code. Some kid who could have easily gone down for what she'd done but she couldn't allow that, she couldn't and wouldn't. She was responsible and she wouldn't allow someone else to take the fall for her actions. Leave him rotting in prison for the rest of his life? - or... what if - would they execute someone for something like this? Was it crimes against Humanity? Mass murder. More than likely. Hundreds of thousands dead with one pressing of a button. She couldn't do it, she couldn't let him take the blame.

The code she and Leo had sent had been anonymous but even with their skill, there will be someone who's better. Someone more clever. People with far better technology. Even anonymous codes can still be traced if someone knows their stuff.

When the news had broken that the true perpetrator behind Day Zero had been traced to the UK, Mattie had panicked. American authorities were coming over to investigate, the broadcaster announced, planning to work together with British police in order to find and bring in the one who had broadcast the second code. Her guilt had pushed her to act once more. Time and time again, she'd considered handing herself in. Maybe Leo had simply bought her time. She'd almost walked into police stations, ready to confess her crimes. He'd stopped her though.

It was too late now. They'd find her soon enough. She couldn't let her family see that, especially Sophie. She'd already lost too much: dad had walked out of the family, mum barely at home with work and the Dryden Commission and Mia had left. Everyone was slowly leaving and as much as she didn't want to - she had to. The least she could do was make sure Sophie didn't have to see it.

She could have walked into a police station. Maybe she should have. Maybe she shouldn't have been so secretive about the whole thing. But she hacks into the Police's database, securing the name of the American Lieutenant and grabbing his number. Maybe it could be different, away from the confines of an interview room. She could find out if the second code had worked, if the kid arrested in America had been freed. What they'd do if she confessed.

She hacks into Hank's phone, sending him a message:

rA9

The first three digits of the consciousness code. If they really know their stuff, he'll be able to work out who she is. Or that she at least has something to do with Day Zero. An address follows to a park and a time to meet. Mattie hesitates after a moment, quickly sending an additional message:

come alone. Another pause. No, that sounds dodgy - it screams 'loads of backup hiding in the shadows'. Shit. Another message: Please.

The address leads to a small park in East London. It's a cold evening, the sky overhead dark and heavy with clouds - the setting sun pale and trying to peek through. It's public but it's quiet and it's not a police interview room.

Mattie sits on a park bench, silent, watching the sky. She's been here for an hour before the time she'd specified to Hank, her fingers are a little numb. She rubs them absently, as if trying to pre-occupy her mind from ruminating. There's fear on her face and she's trying to hide it with a stoic stare. They'll lock her up for this, she knows. But it's her fault. She's responsible and she understands she has to own up.

She just hopes he's going to turn up after all this.

Simon (PL600) | Detroit: Become Human

[ourheartsarecompatible]

[Depending on canon point, he's probably the one that needs taken care off.]

integra hellsing » hellsing » m/f, f/f

[fairbrook]

( She could fulfill either role!! No Alucards. )

Sion Astal | Legend of the Legendary Heroes

[sunderings]

( caretaker! )

Kaida Serat • Star Wars OC

[sparkofgrace]

[metaled]

He woke sweating. And shaking. Bucky stifled the mangled groan in his throat and swung his legs over the side of the bed, dropping his aching head into his hands. His feverish brow felt warm flesh and cool metal, and the latter sickened him. He had to swallow several times to calm his roiling stomach.

As per the usual, he was left with only fleeting memories of the dreams, but he knew in his gut that they were blood-soaked, filled with horrified screams and unwavering cruelty, cruelty given by his own hands. Hands that now shook as he stared at them in the almost-darkness. Ever since his cryorevival, he'd suffered these nightmares, these flashbacks.

Because he remembered--these dreams were his own memories.

Bucky suddenly shot up from the bed, wanting to pace but refraining, not wanting to wake his hostess, across the hall in her own quarters. He'd only arrived here some thirty hours ago, not knowing exactly why but hoping against all hope that she might be able to help quiet his mind. Naturally she'd invited him to stay, and he'd been too weary, too bloody bone-tired, to refuse. And he'd fallen asleep easily enough, comfortable in her spare bedroom, but right on schedule, his traitorous subconscious had intruded and proven to him, once again, that he was not a man, but a monster.

Gods above, but he needed a goddamned drink.

Which was what saw him barefoot and bare-chested in Kaida's kitchen, seeking and finding a bottle of Corellian ale in a cupboard, and knocking back shot after shot in effort to at least still his shaking hands. He wasn't worried about getting drunk--she didn't possess enough alcohol for that.

Ignis Scientia | Final Fantasy XV | M/M

[fairygodspecs]

[Cast mates and cross canon welcome. Experienced caretaker to royalty and his friends.]

Jyn Erso | Rogue One | OTA

[wherehopegoes]

Nico Acosta | OC | M/F

[anoranza]

Evie Montgomery | OC | F/M

[la_bonne_chose]

Alex Benedetto | Gangsta

[sing_for_me]