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Your character has either been injured/sick and had to be taken in (possibly against their will) or has been the one to help somebody like the former. Through the mending process, the two characters in a thread have fallen in love - or at least grown closer and more affectionate.
[Most likely to be the healer, though if it's anything that requires more than the most basic knowledge of human workings, he'll look for someone else's help.]
( the victim (aren't we all?). any wounds he incurs on his revenge mission heal, but should he veer from that path at all, he bleeds like a mortal man. )
[AUs, canon and cross canon welcome! OTA for gen, 17+ OTA for ships. I'm down for Reko taking either role -- or heck, maybe both muses are injured and she's just patching yours up first? That sounds accurate for her.]
[ achilles sits with the poorest of postures, leaned over the small arrangement of furs and handmade blankets they call their bed. his elbows rest on his knees while his lover works tirelessly on the wound at his side, and though it aches and it stings, achilles keeps his eyes closed, suppressing the noises of pain and discomfort. he doesn't want to appear weak, least of all to patroclus. he knows he would love him anyway, that he would lose nothing with honesty, but he doesn't need to worry him any more than he already does. achilles is reckless in his combat due to his prophecy, but that doesn't stop patroclus from fretting every time he returns home. all achilles wants is a bath and to hear about patroclus' time while he was gone, but all he gets instead is a firm talking to and some salve made of who-knows-what rubbed into his skin.
still. it's his lover's hands on him, so he can't complain too much, can he? ]
are you nearly finished? [ he asks through grit teeth, ] because i would much rather be touching you right now.
Tucked away in a forgotten valley in the Spring Court lived a Fae with long golden hair and green eyes. Her features gave her away instantly: she was a relative of Lord Tamlin's, though less than a handful of people knew of her existence. Your powers are too strong...if others knew, they would come after you, and use it for evil, he had told her. You don't want that, do you?
With no parents and no friends, she lived out her days confined to her tower. Once a month her caretaker brought her supplies, and occasionally her cousin Lord Tamlin came to make use of her powers. Other than that, she watched the world pass by from her window, yearning for more but not wanting to take such a risk.
Then one evening, a Fae fell from the sky.
Rapunzel could not believe her eyes. A male with wings had tumbled down erratically, landing hard on the earth. Even from her spot in the tower high above, she could tell he was bleeding.
Fear took hold. Was he after her? Was he one of the Spring Court's enemies her cousin had warned her of? Was this some kind of trap or test?
Rapunzel watched him try to lift himself up, failed, and cry out in pain. The sound tore at her heart.
She couldn't stand it -- not when she could help. And though she was scared...a tiny part of her was excited. After all, she had never left her tower before. This would be her first time disobeying her Lord.
Rapunzel used her hair to climb down the tower. There was no time to marvel at her feet touching the ground. She hurried over to the wounded Fae, knelt before him, hesitated for only a moment, and then gently touched his shoulder. The simple act of touching another sent another rush of adrenaline through her veins. "Hello? Please, you must show me where you're hurt. I can help you!"
[ooc: I've read the books through Frost and Starlight. This idea just occurred to me: an AU where Rhys discovers Rapunzel and she saves him...maybe he saves her? I've tweaked her powers to be more Fae-like, powerful, and not tied to her hair. If none of this interests you, feel free to ignore!]
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