HURT // COMFORT MEME

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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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- Roll 1-10 at RNG for a scene, play it out and have fun!

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.

Comments

[forgotten_vows]

They're moving pretty swiftly, but Victor can definitely see that their surroundings have changed. They've left London and -- are apparently leaving a trail of flowers behind them.

Again, going with it for now -- especially since this is the first real experience he's had with grass in a while.

[motherofthesun]

London certainly needed more sunlight.

She never stops running out here, racing further and further from the buildings and pollution. Eventually, she does slow down though, but only once the sun makes its appearance. The clouds remain down over London, but here, its trees and grass and warmth.

[forgotten_vows]

Victor wonders how far they're going to go. Not that he's complaining, really, it's just they've been streaking along like this for a while, and this wolf never seems to get tired.

As they finally slow, he looks around, trying to get a proper look at the place they've come to.

[motherofthesun]

Trees stretched up towards the sun high overhead and short blades of wild grasses danced in a faint wind. One way, the trees thickened into a forest, but light still shined down through the canopy. Turning the other direction, London and its pollution and clouds could barely be seen. Instead, it was just a sea of wild bloom.

The wolf pants and sits down, blinking slowly as she enjoyed the scenery from the forest's border.

[forgotten_vows]

Victor gets off her back, standing up and turning around to take it all in. Forest, grass, flowers -- and London, miles and miles away. "It's beautiful," he whispers, rather awestruck. He puts a hand against a tree, just -- feeling the bark. Everything feels -- quieter here. More peaceful. More settled. Just what he needed, really.

[motherofthesun]

Now that Victor's not on her back, she can lay down. She glances back at him, but then yawns, tucking her paws up. Perfect place for a nap.

[forgotten_vows]

Victor laughs -- not something he expected to do today at all. "Oh, and now you're just going to go to sleep?" he teases. "After showing me that you're not an ordinary wolf at all?"

He looks back up at the sun, taking a deep breath of the fresh air. He can actually BREATHE here. London was awful in that respect -- especially in the summer. Ugh. But he's out of there now, at least for a bit, and he intends to take advantage of it.

[motherofthesun]

She glances back at him and lets her tail flop. If he wants to play, she's up for it. Rolling around in the grass, she comes back to her stomach and gets up, stretching. Her eyes fall upon him again and she barks once.

[forgotten_vows]

Well, he didn't really mean to interrupt, but he would like to interact with her some more. It's funny how dog-like she acts sometimes, and then. . . He looks to see if she's still got flowers sprouting up behind her. "You're an utterly remarkable creature," he says. "I've had some interaction with what I guess one would call the supernatural, but nothing quite like you before."

[motherofthesun]

Her tail swishes and she gives the best grin she can. If he had met someone like her before, she would be surprised. A ring of flowers suddenly appears around him, but she hasn't moved. She barks and crouches, looking as though she wants to play.

[forgotten_vows]

Victor looks down at the ring of flowers, then up at the wolf with a smile. Well then. And he recognizes that pose from years of dog ownership in the past. Hunting around a bit produces a stick, which he waves in the air. Up for some fetch?

[motherofthesun]

Oh goodness is she ever! She starts bounding back and forth like a young pup, barking. Throw the stick!

[forgotten_vows]

Victor can't help a laugh -- oh, that's adorable. He leans back a little and throws as hard as he can. Okay, go get it!

[motherofthesun]

She's off the moment it flies, more flowers blooming under her paws. It would be so simple to catch the stick before it lands, but where's the fun in that? It bounces once before she picks it up, dashing back to Victor.

[forgotten_vows]

Victor grins and takes it back from her before flinging it again, this time in a different direction. No sense in making her run the same path as before. Besides, that area's already full of flowers.

[motherofthesun]

There will be flowers everywhere as she chases the stick and brings it back again. This was fun. Was he having fun?

[forgotten_vows]

He is having fun! "We're going to cover this entire place with flowers by the time we're done," he comments, taking the stick again. "Not that that's a bad thing." Off the stick goes once more!

[motherofthesun]

This countryside could do with more flowers. Again, she retrieves the stick and returns, the field of flowers growing more.

[forgotten_vows]

Victor takes the stick and -- well, he makes to throw it, but the stick never actually leaves his hand. Instead, he quickly hides it behind his back. Is Ammy fooled?

[motherofthesun]

It nearly works, but she doesn't see any stick fly. She turns back to him, barking.

[forgotten_vows]

"Sorry," he apologizes between a few giggles, revealing the stick. "I couldn't help myself. Should have known you'd be too smart to fall for it." Here, have a real stick throw.

[motherofthesun]

She snorts and tosses her head. She guesses it wasn't the first time, but geez, she's too old for that trick. When the stick flies, so does she, coming back shortly and sitting before him.

[forgotten_vows]

"I think everyone tries it at least once," he says as she brings it back. "My old dog Scraps fell for it once, but then half the time he'd be off before I even threw the stick." He shakes his head fondly. "I hope he's happy Downstairs."

[motherofthesun]

He's got that right. She tilts her head, but then nods. If his dog had a long and happy life, then it would be happy in the afterlife.

[forgotten_vows]

"He seemed happy enough when I saw him, at least, for being a skeleton. . ." Then he realizes this might need a bit of explanation. "That's what I meant before, you see -- I've visited the afterlife. Well, an afterlife -- I'm not entirely sure it's the only one."