hurt / comfort

[kristaliske]

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.

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/hugs

[jarvisconsole]

Jarvis' voice is a little more urgent. "Your hand is injured, you should stop it from leaking." He could see the blood oozing out of the cut on Cynric's hand.

His voice is definitely coming from the computer speakers. There's not a flicker from the android's body.

[hamelinic]

It's hard to focus with his emotions roiling all over the place. It's hard to actually believe that the voice is coming from somewhere else.

His attention drops briefly to his hand, but he ignores it largely in favour of glancing around the work table again.

"Where-- are you, Jarvis?"

[jarvisconsole]

...actually, Jarvis wasn't completely sure himself. He just knew this was a safer place to be.

Surely Cynric could see him, right? "I am here." A pause. "You are still leaking." Wasn't that more important? Jarvis wasn't injured anymore, Cynric was.

A few lights flash in sequence on the computer's panel in time to Jarvis' voice.

[hamelinic]

The flashing lights help direct his attention. He focuses without understanding for a moment before reaching out, still neglecting completely the cut across his palm as he presses a hand to the monitor.

"How'd you-- You're all right? In-- there?"

It's so much more important than the fact he's bleeding.

[jarvisconsole]

It takes a minute for Jarvis to try and run a diagnostic. His software is all intact, however there is zero feedback from his hardware that he no longer has.

"My software is intact. There was more room in here." It's as best an explanation he can come up with. The webcam moves slightly, keeping with Cynric's movements.

[hamelinic]

"I'm so-- sorry." He can't help himself from falling back to it. He can't stop emotion from flooding when relief is hitting him this hard, when his entire being is shuddering slightly from knowing his friend isn't lost forever. "That you-- were taken and-- that your body got-- trashed like this."

[jarvisconsole]

He may have lost some of that in translation.

"...my body was thrown away?" Already in the trash?

"I was not quick enough to prevent a system shut down." So he abandoned ship, so to speak. "Please attend to your hand, I cannot help." Did Jarvis sound worried? Maybe.

[hamelinic]

"No, just... going t' be difficult to salvage even bits of."

But he could rebuild it. He could make it happen again. He'd add the improvements they'd been half-discussing, fix things that had been inefficient.

They'd be all right again. And part of that, of course, would be getting his hand wrapped, no matter how much he was clearly currently fumbling with getting the nearest scrap of fabric tied around it.

[jarvisconsole]

"I see."

This was a new feeling, Jarvis was unused to it. As if something was missing...an empty piece of something.

Loss of the familiar.

"It cannot be fixed?" Cynric could fix lots of things. Was this something that he couldn't fix?

[hamelinic]

It took a moment to get the scrap of fabric knotted, the simple task seeming almost insurmountable as the lingering exhaustion and dull throbbing pain of the cut began catching up with him, adrenaline wearing off slowly.

"...parts of it can't be. I'll have to-- build a lot of it back from scratch. You don't... mind being in... there while we work on it?"

Rather than in a broken shell.

[jarvisconsole]

So things were not completely un-fix...able. If that was a word.

"It is...bigger." Roomy but without any limbs to move or eyes to see. Just a virtual landscape he can interface with. A few lights blink on and off. "You are distressed." And Jarvis once again is more worried about Cynric than his own safety.

One upside of this though, Cynric could actually look through all of those complex coding that Jarvis has been accumulating with all of his learning and adapting.

[hamelinic]

When the reality of things being all right set in, he would find the silver lining. When the computer was properly explained to him, he would get the excited spark back.

For now, there's absolutely defeat in his shoulders as he reaches to carefully begin setting the broken skeleton down on the table better.

"...this is my fault, Jarvis. You're... broken this way because I... didn't protect you better."

[jarvisconsole]

There's a space of time where Jarvis is silent.

"Sir...what would have happened if you had not found me?"

Y'know, back when the bad guys were taking out his eyes. It wasn't Cynric's fault he was like this. Cynric was the one that came to rescue him.

[hamelinic]

The silence in response likely isn't reassuring. His attention can't properly move in the direction the computer--Jarvis in the computer--is asking him to.

"...I don't know."

[jarvisconsole]

"Then I was not in danger before you came to get me?" Jarvis is trying to work out why Cynric says this is his fault.

[hamelinic]

"You were, just--"

They'd already ripped out Jarvis' eyes. Who knew how far they might have gone. He has to stop, lean against the worktable, close his eyes for a moment.

"I don't-- know exactly what they would have done. How much they would have-- broken you."

[jarvisconsole]

Now that made more sense.

"You fix things...they break them. So it is not your fault."

Logic and a simple approach to the truth.

[hamelinic]

"It's my fault you weren't-- somewhere safer. Somewhere they couldn't just-- get to you."

Which is still an unaccounted for site of trauma, really: their home had been broken into. Something as precious and unwieldy as Jarvis had been taken off without him knowing.

He wasn't ready to deal with that.

[jarvisconsole]

"No one had come before. Was there a reason to doubt my safety?"

Actually, a good question. Most people thought the mechanical man was human. Who had spilled the beans?

[hamelinic]

"...I suppose not, no."

But explaining guilt to a machine seemed a rather difficult task. Much better, for the moment, to simply lean against the table, glance sidelong at the box now housing his creation and friend.

"But now there is."

[jarvisconsole]

"Yes." He agrees with that. And Jarvis doesn't want to go through all of this again.

"May I make a suggestion?"

[hamelinic]

Neither of them did. Cynric wasn't certain his heart could bear it.

"Please do."

[jarvisconsole]

"I would like to be less breakable."

Once he's able to get out of this computer box...thing.

[hamelinic]

It takes a second before something like an exhausted laugh escapes his lips. "Less breakable. How d'you propose that?"

[jarvisconsole]

Let him think about that.

Hm.

Jarvis thinking is starting something new. A wire model is tracing itself on the computer's screen above the keyboard. Cycling through different types of materials that could be used to make another android body.

However, it was starting to look less human. What Jarvis has in initiative, he lacks in aesthetic quality.