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mistojen (mistojen) wrote in rockthatmeme,
@ 2016-02-03 21:40:00

HURT/COMFORT MEME

hurt/comfort meme

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.

( stolen from bakerstreet on dreamwidth )

How to Play:

Post with your character | fandom | and any preferences.
Be sure to mention any scenarios you are interested or not interested in playing.
Tag Others.
Be awesome to each other.
Have fun!

Use the RNG to help you pick or choose on your own!

PROMPTS

INJURY: You've been injured. Broken bones or bleeding out or maybe just a tiny little papercut. The choice is yours.
SICKNESS: You're sick and laid up in bed, at home or in a hospital. The severity is up to you.
FEAR/ANXIETY: Something is happening and you're scared beyond belief.
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.
DESPAIR: Nothing is good or right anymore and you can't shake the depression. Maybe that friend of yours can help though...
BREAKUP: You've been dumped. You need someone to comfort you, possibly by the one who dumped you.
MAKE UP: Fight or break up, it's time to makeup.
RESCUED: You've just been held captive and/or tortured for however long and finally, someone has come to the rescue.
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.
LOSS: You've experience a loss of some kind and need help getting through it.
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.
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?
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?
INSOMNIA: You can't sleep anymore, no matter how hard you try. Maybe someone can give you company.
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.
BLACKMAIL: You've been caught doing something you shouldn't and you were blackmailed because of it.
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.
VIOLATED: You've been violated in some way. Can include sexual overtones or not. Can someone help you through it?
STRANDED: You've been stranded somewhere remote, with no help of anyone finding you for awhile. Can you survive this together?
SINS: You're feeling the weight of your sins and guilt clearer than ever. Can someone give you absolution or lessen the ache any?
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...
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.
WILDCARD: Not interested in any of the options or have an idea of your own? Do your own thing; you do you!

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	derek hale 🐾 teen wolf 🐾 ota theworstalpha 2016-02-04 02:44 am UTC (link)
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hybridbarbie
2016-02-04 06:10 pm UTC (link)

Attempt number 62 went south and it went south bad. Caroline feels like the absolute worst person as she all but drags Derek back to his loft. He's bleeding still from some of the deeper cuts, though thankfully some of already started to stitch back together. She's sure he feels like he got hit by a goddamn bus - or a violent and out of control hybrid which was the truth of it. She's going over all the ways she's an idiot in her mind as she gets him up and into his place. She never should have made him help her, she never should have even come to Beacon Hills. What right did she have to put someone who up until the past few months had been a perfect stranger in this kind of danger. She was unstable and out of control - she was never going to be in control and this attempt to break her sire bond was foolish at best.

She drags Derek to his bathroom and runs back to the kitchen to find a bowl. She fills it with warm water when she gets back into the bathroom and digs out a clean facecloth. She guides Derek to sit on the edge of the tub and then stands, awkward for a moment as she realizes she needs to get his shirt off - well what remains of his shirt at least. "I uh - sorry," she says, uncharacteristically quiet and reserved, as she rips the shirt since she doubts he'll want to raise his arms much right then.

She sets about washing off the blood so she can make sure that any injuries left over are looking like they're starting to heal. They've swiped at each other before, but he has always been able to force her into a submission of sorts before it gets too far. She's never hurt him like this before and the guilt of it is more than evident on her features as she works. Caroline bites at her lip, her hands soft and tender and she absolutely loathes herself right then.

"I'm sorry," she says again. "I'm so sorry, Derek." She stills her hands and swallows hard against the lump in her throat. "If you want - we should stop." Not if, they should. It wasn't even working. She doesn't feel any different, she still feels chained to Klaus and all this was going to do was get someone else hurt because of her.

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theworstalpha
2016-02-05 05:30 am UTC (link)

When he really thinks about it, Derek's not sure why he's helping this girl. Caroline. He barely knows her and her wolf works a hell of a lot differently than his. Neither of them even knows if it's going to work, what they're trying to do. He supposes he tries because she's young and under the thumb of someone who'll hold that over her head forever and that rubs Derek the wrong way. Things had been going well, if by well he meant that nobody was injured, although no actual progress has been made on her side. They can't seem to figure out a way to break the bond. Derek doesn't even know how a sire bond works, so trying to figure out how to break it is well out of his scope of knowledge and he's done the research by now. There's not a goddamned thing about it in any of the books he's been through so far in the vault. Deaton has no idea what he's talking about when he asks, so that's not exactly reassuring.

Tonight, things went...poorly. He's reminded of Cora and Boyd tearing him apart in the boiler room when he was protecting Jennifer. ...and then that thought makes him bitter because he should've just let them kill her and save everyone a whole lot of trouble — and Erica and Boyd their lives. It's useful that Caroline is as strong as she is, because even though Derek can heal quickly, she did a lot of damage and it's going to take him a while to get there. The fact that she's strong enough to drag him back to his place and get him inside where it's safe and private to start that painful process is ideal.

"Stop," he says quietly. She looks like she feels terrible and she shouldn't. Derek doesn't think so. "I'll heal, it's okay, Caroline."

The suggestion that they should stop only makes him shake his head. "We're in it, now. I'm invested. We're not stopping."

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	Jimmy Darling ♦ AHS Freakshow ♦ OTA darlinglobster 2016-02-04 02:44 am UTC (link)
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	Judith Grimes ▸ The Walking Dead ▸ OTA _lilasskicker 2016-02-04 02:45 am UTC (link)
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fightlikeone
2016-02-04 03:03 am UTC (link)

After rescuing Scott in Mexico, Derek decided that he needed to get away from Beacon Hills and all the drama in the town for a while. He visited Cora in South America for a while and then did some traveling around Brazil and Chile and wherever else struck his fancy. Braeden was off hunting The Desert Wolf and that was okay. They had fun together, but Derek wasn't the settling down type so he wasn't heartbroken.

That all changed when he got a call from Argent. Apparently all hell was breaking loose back home and Scott had actually called him in France for help. The fact that the man called Derek surprised him and he agreed to head back to California to offer his support in fighting these Dread Doctors and the chimeras they created that were wreaking havoc all over town.

Unfortunately, he underestimated the strength of those chimera and managed to get himself pretty seriously injured a matter of hours after returning to town, before he even had a chance to check in with Argent or Scott. He was down with a broken leg and a head wound, struggling to fight back and wondering if coming back to Beacon Hills was the biggest mistake he could have made.

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_lilasskicker
2016-02-04 03:36 am UTC (link)

Judith was a junior in high school when she moved all the way across the country from outside Atlanta to Beacon Hills with her family. Hunters talked and hunters listened, it didn't matter where they were from, and things had gotten ugly in Beacon Hills, California fast. The Grimes family stayed under the radar. Most of the hunters they knew of in the area were the indiscriminate types and that wasn't how the Grimes family worked. They hunted threats of any kind and they protected prey of any kind. It was just how they did.

She and her older brother had taken out a pretty terrifying number of bounty hunters when the dead pool had started making its circulation. Judith was onto something now with these chimera, on her own. She'd been tracking one in particular, just waiting for it to give her a reason. Carl had pinpointed a handful of them and he, her father, and she had split up the names and started working alone to cover more ground. This one in particular seemed to be some sort of a cross between a wendigo and a kitsune.

Judith had it in her sights, but she couldn't get a clear shot because that goddamned werewolf it was attacking didn't know what was good for him and wouldn't stay down. The last thing she wanted to do was hit the werewolf when his only crime was being in the wrong place at the wrong time, far as she could tell. And when he finally went down and stayed down, Judith lined up and took her shot.

The crossbow made little noise and the arrow hit its target, the thin, sharp tip of it tearing through the back of the thing's skull and coming out of the forehead. Judith watched the thing drop and she couldn't tell if it had landed on the werewolf or beside him from where she was standing, but if the arrow hadn't done it, she'd take off the damn thing's head if she had to, so she finally came out of her hiding spot, shouldering the crossbow and pulling her otanto out of its sheath.

"Is it dead? You all right, you damn fool?" she asked when she was within earshot of a human, just to be on the safe side.

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fightlikeone
2016-02-04 04:19 am UTC (link)

Derek was shocked when he realized there was an arrow through the chimera's head and he managed to push the body off of him, though not before he got blood and mercury oozing all over him. He so needed a shower once he could actually stand again. Which might not be for a while, he realized, pushing himself to a seated position and squeezing his eyes closed to try and stop the spinning.

The young girl who approached him and spoke had him opening his eyes again, though his expression was mostly confused. Something about the way she carried herself reminded him a bit of Allison, but she didn't smell like an Argent, though it was obvious she was human.

"Yes, it's dead," he said. "And I'll be fine as soon as the ground stops spinning." Derek wasn't about to admit to anyone that he wasn't sure he could stand and walk away under his own power.

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_lilasskicker
2016-02-04 04:52 pm UTC (link)

Judith lifted her chin in half a nod. That thing had done more damage to the werewolf than she'd originally thought. His leg, she could see, was bent awkwardly and unnaturally when he'd gone down and she assumed he'd broken it. But to hear that he was dizzy as well suggested a head injury, potentially a concussion. Judith knew that werewolves healed much faster than humans, but that didn't make them invincible or immune to pain.

"If you'd stayed down the first time he knocked you down, I coulda got in a clear shot twenty damn minutes ago. You didn't smell the human ten yards away? What kinda werewolf are ya, anyway?" she sighed, frowning and offering him a hand after re-sheathing the blade.

"Well, come on then. Least you can do if you ain't gonna thank me is get up so I ain't gotta leave you layin' there weighin' on my conscience in case somethin' else comes at ya while you're down," she drawled, her Southern accent still thick and unyielding to the California neutral. The smallest of smirks tugged at the corners of her mouth then. "I'm stronger than I look, c'mon now. I ain't werewolf strong, but I can still get you off the ground," she added to encourage him to take her offered hand.

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fightlikeone
2016-02-04 09:54 pm UTC (link)

The attitude and determination were enough to make Derek forget about his injuries for a moment as he studied the young woman. He had been so focused on his fight that he hadn't been paying attention to the scents and sounds around him, though if he had realized a human was nearby, he would have fought harder, assuming he needed to protect them. Apparently the opposite was true and he really hoped Scott and Stiles never found out.

"Who are you?" he asked, allowing the girl to help him to his feet. He looked down and knew he was going to need to shift his leg back into place before it started healing. That was going to suck.

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_lilasskicker
2016-02-05 05:40 am UTC (link)

Taking his hand and pulling on his arm to give him leverage to stand, Judith blew a piece of stray hair out of her eye. "Judith," she replied simply, because that was the only part of who she was, technically, that Judith thought important in this particular conversation.

Carefully, she maneuvered herself so that she was standing beside him, minding her weapons so that they didn't end up hitting him while she moved, and she draped his arm around her shoulders so that he could lean on her. He was taller, nearly a foot, if she had to guess, so it wasn't the easiest maneuver, but would still probably be the most effective to keep him from falling over again.

"All right so far up there?" she asked, smirking a little as she looked up at him. "You got a car or somethin' or you need a ride somewhere safe to heal that thing?" she asked, nodding down toward his injured leg.

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fightlikeone
2016-02-05 06:58 pm UTC (link)

The name Judith didn't mean anything to Derek and he scowled, but he couldn't focus on prying more information out of her at the moment. She was a tiny thing and part of him was impressed by her bravery at taking on the chimera and at not appearing to be intimidated by him at all.

"My car's over there," he said, jerking his head in the direction of his SUV. At least his injured leg was his left so he should be able to drive. He wasn't sure if he wanted to trust a stranger to drive his vehicle, even though he had to grudgingly admit he kind of owed her his life at the moment.

Thankfully, his keys hadn't fallen out of his pocket during the scuffle and he managed to pull them out and hit the unlock button as they approached. "I need to pop my bones back in place before I do anything else," he said, heading for the backseat where he would have more room to do just that.

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_lilasskicker
2016-02-06 10:37 pm UTC (link)

At the indication, Judith started in the direction of he'd shown, dragging him along with her with effort. It would've been a lot easier if she was taller or he was shorter, because Judith was no weakling and he was heavy, but nothing she couldn't handle. The difference in height made things a lot harder than they should've been.

"That don't sound like a good time," she noted, making a face as she led him right up to the vehicle and then stayed close as she let him sort of navigate them where they needed to be, letting him use her as a human crutch rather than leading the way for him any longer. "Can do you that? You ain't gonna need help, are ya? Cuz I ain't got a clue how to go about doin' somethin' like that..." she admitted.

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fightlikeone
2016-02-06 11:22 pm UTC (link)

Derek managed a smile, gritting his teeth as he prepared to shift his bones around. It was something he sadly had experience with and he shook his head at her question. "No, I can manage," he said. "I'll just have to wait an hour or so before I can drive myself home."

With any luck, no more of those chimera would attack while he was healing. He really needed to call Argent and let him know that he was back too. "You may not want to watch this," he warned.

Sucking in a breath, he manipulated his leg so that the bones were properly lined up and would heal correctly. He let out a string of curses under his breath as he shifted the bones, trying to manage the pain without screaming and calling attention to them. Or looking weaker than he already did in front of this human girl.

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_lilasskicker
2016-02-07 01:21 am UTC (link)

"I seen a lot worse," she countered, but she turned her head a little to check their surroundings all the same while he reset his leg, meaning to give him a little bit of privacy in which to be in agonizing pain. When Judith looked back, she winced a little on his behalf. Not a process she would ever want to go through, that was for sure.

Sighing softly, Judith took the crossbow off her back again, reaching for an arrow and loading it into place, locking it there with the safety before shouldering the thing again. "You gon' want some company then, just in case his buddies show up to avenge his ass," she told him, leaning against the side of his car casually as if making herself comfortable.

"Who're you, anyway?" she asked, looking over at him again. "'less you want me standin' here just callin' you 'damn fool' in the mean time," she added.

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fightlikeone
2016-02-07 02:33 am UTC (link)

She was a sassy little thing. Derek kind of liked that, actually. Reminded him a bit of Cora. And Erica. Now that he had his leg set and they were waiting for him to be able to drive, he figured there was no harm in actually introducing himself. After all, she had saved his life.

"Derek Hale," he said. "Have you been in Beacon Hills long?" He didn't remember her from before, but that didn't mean much. It wasn't like Derek was the most sociable guy in town.