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bakerstreet2019-10-21 01:46 pm
inborn) wrote in bakerstreet2019-10-21 01:46 pm
Entry tags:
—nursed back to health
shipping meme 
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[The obvious default would be healer - canonically prone to just wandering around and restoring whatever seems in need of restoration, up to and including the dead (without any weird catches, even, provided you don't mind all the weird nature stuff she's just casually throwing on your wounds), but her luck is poor enough there's more than a little opportunity to be the injured party. She's sociable enough I'd actually say gen is just as likely as shippy with this setup, but the world is your oyster. AU/crosscanon/assumed cr all welcome.]
Ser Loras Tyrell | Game of Thrones/ASOIAF | M/M, if shipping/smut
notacurlygirl
2019-10-21 06:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Edited 2019-10-21 18:53 (UTC)
[ my guy is part of a btvs/spn crossover, wondering if you'd be interested in something? ]
( either/or! ota for platonic, f/f for shipping )
Edited 2019-10-21 20:18 (UTC)
[ ooc: hope you don't mind! ]
Ah! Watch it, would you?
[ Alex jerks his hand back as the stranger presses something against the open wound on his palm and gives her a disgruntled look. He doesn't know where he is, he doesn't know who this woman is. The last thing he remembers is running after something - something he was sure was something supernatural, and then his foot got caught in a tree root and he tripped... there's a vague memory of slipping and sliding down ... something? A hill maybe? A mountain? Shit, it felt like a damn cliff.
And now he's . . . here, in this place he doesn't recognise. Alex rubs his sore head. ]
Who the hell are you anyway?
Ah! Watch it, would you?
[ Alex jerks his hand back as the stranger presses something against the open wound on his palm and gives her a disgruntled look. He doesn't know where he is, he doesn't know who this woman is. The last thing he remembers is running after something - something he was sure was something supernatural, and then his foot got caught in a tree root and he tripped... there's a vague memory of slipping and sliding down ... something? A hill maybe? A mountain? Shit, it felt like a damn cliff.
And now he's . . . here, in this place he doesn't recognise. Alex rubs his sore head. ]
Who the hell are you anyway?
[Open to canon or cross canon, M/F for shippy (he’d be really awkward about it though without a lot of cr) but also open to all for gen! Could be the patient (he’s likely to end up in that kind of situation honestly) or the caregiver (But be prepared for him to instantly assume it’s worse than it is). Can be modern AU’d if that’s a preference!]
[Could be either. Still voice testing (and canon reviewing), but OTA.]
[More likely to be the one doing the tending. She's a good caretaker!]
( probably the injured party tbh! )
[Info on journal. She can play either role. If tending, she has some botanical skills and knows a little something about salves and poultices.]
[ ooc: i love that. i can start when i'm back from work tomorrow? sorry it's 10.30pm here & i'm legit about to pass out haha ]
( ooc: of course not c: )
[ Dryly, but not without patience; ]
Don't be such a baby, at least your hand's still attached.
[ Esther just holds her own hand out, waiting for him to give his back so she can carry on cleaning the wound. ]
A good Samaritan. Come, let me finish up. Infections on hands are a bitch to get rid of.
[ Dryly, but not without patience; ]
Don't be such a baby, at least your hand's still attached.
[ Esther just holds her own hand out, waiting for him to give his back so she can carry on cleaning the wound. ]
A good Samaritan. Come, let me finish up. Infections on hands are a bitch to get rid of.
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