#Hurt/Not much comfort

[glorious-spoon]

i know we all laugh (mostly fondly) about the paper-thin plots in porn that only exist to make the sex happen, but i was reading some old stargate fic over the weekend, and i really think we're sleeping on the paper-thin hurt/comfort plot that only exists to force the characters to FEEL THINGS.

like, is this scenario realistic? no. does it make any rational sense? no. does it provide a built-in excuse for a character to collapse, bloody and disoriented, into the arms of his beloved/friend/partner? obviously, that's the whole point of this exercise.

i love it. it's my favorite thing in the world.

[captainkirkk]

I want to see characters being taken care of in an explicit and worshipful way. Home-cooked meals. Hair brushed and braided by gentle hands. Little gifts just because.

I want to read about characters who are not used to kindness being bombarded by acts of service. This trope works romantically and platonically. Give me found family and acts of service - all the ways a character is wrapped up in wordless, explicit care after years of cruelty and having no idea how to handle. I need it.

[sheikfangirl]

"Shhh Link... I'm right here. We're home. It's okay... "

♥ Hurt & Comfort time ♥

Post-Totk Link is still plagued with nightmares of the Light Dragon, Gloom Hands, Phantom Ganon...Puppet Zelda...loneliness.

He wakes up at night screaming, hyperventilating, sobbing. But Zelda is there and she comforts him with love, kindness and patience! Like Link did for her Post-Botw.

It's gonna take time...but Link is gonna be fine ♥ Zelda too.

They are all gonna be fine and live happily ever after!!!

And Hateno domestic fluff resumes.

Gotta love when Zelda comforts her knight

[nipuni]

Some sketches of Ellie taking care of Alec 🤭

[trihedaburden]

Second attempt at a song AU and this one definitely takes the cake. Please read and share 🥺🙏🏻❤️ the summary explains it best 🫶🏻

[bunnieswithknives]

AU based off Nature except I kept thinking about it too hard. Dales not a good dad, but its such an easy problem for him to throw money at, and what do you do when a part is damaged? Well, you replace it.

Basically an AU where Dev gets to experience medical trauma and realizes much sooner how much his dad doesn't love him

[basalting]

after jasons death bruce "accidentally" slips harvey a crowbar while hes in arkham and kisses his cheek and says, voice soft and colder than ice, "make him hurt for me honey"

it takes 6 guards to sedate and drag two face off the joker the next time two face sees him and for the rest of their lives as soon as harvey sees the joker he goes after him like a rabid dog.

[leowritesshit]

OK so I know this isn't my usual content but I want to show Y'all the angst I wrote for my dnd Character after our last session (Which was yesterday)

The Funny Thing About Grief

TW/// MCD - Mentions (Breif) of Torture Word Count: 625

Tempest sat in the Tavern in Durgami. They only got there a few hours ago, still soaked from the shark attack. The new person who joined their party, Achilles Black, gave them a dry shirt. But they were still soaked. It pissed them off slightly but at least they had ale. The tavern doors opened and Tempest turned, seeing their party, they were about to greet them but they noticed something. The air turned heavy, and solemn. They looked over the party, mentally counting them. Someone was missing. They continued counting, over and over again. They got up hurriedly. Maybe it was the alcohol in their system, maybe they were counting wrong. Fuck, fuck fuck fuck FUCK. Min was gone. Everything was a blur in that moment. They asked where he was. No one answered, and that when they knew. That’s when they knew he was dead. They stood frozen. Not knowing how to feel. Their emotional side sobbed, threatening to open the waterworks and cause them to cry right there and then, threatening to have them collapse on the floor and sob. But their logical side said that this was expected. Everyone died. Plus why get so worked up. They’ll find another Barbarian. They stood there frozen for who knows how long. Because Tempest sure as hell didn’t. Soon they walked out. Not acknowledging the rest of the group, not even saying a word, they just walked out. They needed air.

They walked on the dock. Breathing in the ocean air. They always hated the ocean. Didn't like the smell. But they assumed it was calming enough for now. They didnt know how to react. They felt almost… Numb to it. It was odd. It wasn't like what they did to… No. That was 10 years ago. No point in thinking about it. They cried a lot that day. It hurt to cry that day. Soon their tear ducts dried up and they just sobbed. Soon their voice hurt and they just sat there. Sat through everything that happened. Sat through the whipping. Sat through the burning sensation in their arm. Ignored the glares. Ignored all of it until they were out of Chlys. Until they were out of Verna. Then… they broke down. In the middle of a forest. They didn't know where they were. They were exiled from their home for 5 years. Banned from seeing their mentor, the only person they trusted, for 5. Fucking. Years. It hurt. It hurt so much. That's when they realized that they were in their head, they came back to the present. They were in a forest. Replicating that day they broke. They leaned against a tree. That's when they sobbed. That's when they screamed. That's when they got angry at the world and the gods. Everything hurt. They almost pulled out their hair. They pulled out a few strands of beautiful iridescent white hair. So thin and delicate. Why were the gods cruel, that’s what they thought naïvely. They knew why. Because the gods represented how people act. People took people away… Forever. Death was cruel. But isn't everything like that? Roses were oh so beautiful, but they prick you when you try to pick them. Love is beautiful, but it can rip you apart from the inside. Tempest hated it. They hated it all. So they just cried. They mourned their lost friend. They mourned everything that they lost up to this point. And… For the first time in a while… they felt okay. After their tears dried, for the first time in 10 years… they felt free. Free of the pain that has been welling up in them. Maybe crying really does help. Maybe the party is a good thing for Tempest.

[ducktracy]

there are a lot of evil people in the world and a lot of darkness in the world and so it’s very important for me to stress that now more than ever is the time to spread kindness and compassion. combat the evil by not only not partaking in it, but actively refuting it. destroy the notion that being compassionate or generous or kind to someone is uncool or embarrassing or even scary. be the change you want to see. start a chain reaction. positivity only breeds more positivity. do an act of kindness for someone so that that person who is too afraid to do it themselves can see you, realize that they’re not alone, and perhaps sheepishly follow your example. and then the next person who is too afraid but sees that person can do the same. when bad news comes out about bad people or horrible atrocities in the world it’s such an easy impulse to despair, and obviously it’s important to feel what you need to feel. grieve. be angry. be sorrowful. be empathetic. but dust off your pants and get up and be a part of a chain reaction that, no matter how small the scale, and spread compassion and love and care. all the reasons why you might not—“it’s hard! it’s scary! people will make fun of me! it’s useless because there’s too much evil!” are all grade A arguments as to why you should. you have no idea how many people you could inspire to do the same. even if it doesn’t get you anyway far, you can at least say you have the nobility of trying. please choose love and please choose life. you are worth loving and you are worth inspiring others to love

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Council of lovefools.

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[sp0o0kylights]

I keep seeing gif sets and photos of Steve's injuries from fighting the bats and I keep thinking someone should write a fanfic where he successfully defends everyone in that scene and then just *drops.*

He's done. Taken out. Needs serious medical care and cannot be easily moved. Is trying to keep a straight face but keeps hissing through his teeth, voice breaking, whining and wiggling away when people try to touch him.

Cue Robin and Nancy setting out to figure out how the hell to get out (and get Steve help) while Eddie is left behind.

With Steve.

In the Upside Version of Steve's house.

Alone.

For a long ass time.

Then Steve starts admitting things to him and Eddie thinks it's a good distraction at first until he slowly realizes that these are Steve's confessions.

His promises to the kids and Robin that he's now passing on to Eddie, because Steve thinks he's going to die.

And that Eddie cannot, will not, let him.

Even if he has to fight Steve himself on the matter.

[timethehobo]

The visual of Emmy being absolutely devastated and heartbroken during the period Rook went missing kept coming up. 😔

[wishfulsketching]

More

[wr1ghtw0rth]

A small follow up to this

Phoenix just wants to stay like this so he can listen to Miles' heart beating ;×;

[nipuni]

"I can still feel the weight of her"

A speedpaint video of this will be available at my Patreon on may 1st!

[captainkirkk]

I'm a big fan of hurt/comfort tropes where the hurt is ongoing and escalating. Characters trying to cope with their situation and insisting that it's fine, they're fine, even as things get worse and worse and worse - especially if no one around them knows what they're going through.

Characters hiding their illness, even as they grow sicker and sicker. Characters trying to cope as their homelife becomes increasingly abusive or neglectful. Characters ignoring their injuries, only for them to become infected. Characters being stalked/ tormented by a villain and pretending that everything is fine, even as the villain continues escalating. Characters left homeless as winter approaches and their money dwindles.

I could go on. There's something very satisfying about seeing a character frantically trying to pretend like everything is okay until eventually they can't hide it anymore and get caught (and helped) by the people around them.