Hold Me: a comfort promptfest

[sholio]

I think we really need some comfort right now.



In the comments, please leave prompts about people being comforted, patched up, or healed; or supporting each other, or just generally making each other a little happier. Hurt/comfort of all types is obviously great, also anything like cuddling, cheering someone up after a bad day, showing up to someone's event to support them, doing fun things together, comforting with puppies/kittens - whatever this means to you, I'm not going to be picky about it.

It doesn't have to be pure fluff. Angst and blood are fine.

Leave prompts like this:
Fandom, character or pairing, prompt

All fandoms and pairings are welcome. "Any" or original work prompts are also welcome.

Fills can be any length or medium. You can fill your own prompt. Prompts can be filled as many times as you want. Non-fill comments on prompts are also fine, e.g. commenting to say that you liked a prompt.

You don't need to use subject lines on prompts. Subject lines on fills would be helpful for compiling a master list, e.g. "Fill: Agent Carter, Peggy/Daniel, bubble bath." Warnings for upsetting content are not required, but would be courteous.

Please, no prompts about specific real-world events happening now. Fictional versions of similar things are fine though.

Feel free to link to this!

Go forth and prompt!

Edit: Roundup of posted fills #1 | Roundup of posted fills #2

There is an AO3 collection now:
https://archiveofourown.org/collections/holdme_comfortfest

You are welcome to add your fills if you like, but you don't have to.

Comments

[musesfool]

Six of Crows, Kaz/Inej, comfort waffles

Fill: If Today Be Sweet (Six of Crows, Kaz/Inej, comfort waffles)

[edenfalling]

When Inej woke, late morning sun lying heavy and hot against her closed eyelids, she could tell by the empty echoes that Kaz had long since left the room. When she opened her eyes, she saw his spare blanket folded and neatly laid over the back of his armchair, as if he'd never curled under it and clutched the edges close with bare and trembling hands.

Some nights, they could sleep together even when ghosts dripped poison in their heads and scars screamed in their flesh and bones. Other nights were worse.

This had been a bad one.

But the sun was bright, the breeze blew sweet and green from the gardens and orchards that lined the city's inland edge, and the raucous clatter of the Barrel swept in through Kaz's window like a clarion call, tugging Inej up and out. She dressed, considered the door, and then left through the window for old times' sake. Ketterdam's roofs were nothing like a ship's rigging, but the bricks and wood greeted her hands and feet like friends too long absent, and she smiled to herself as she climbed and leapt: the Wraith returned to her hunting grounds, though today's chase was for a lighter purpose.

She found Kaz in Nina's favorite waffle house, sipping coffee at a delicate two-seat table with what looked like one of Jesper's old university books propped open before him.

Inej slipped into the opposite chair and tapped his good leg with her slippered foot. "You look almost respectable."

"Only almost?" Kaz said without looking up from his reading. Economics, judging by the title. It sounded hideously dry.

"It's a good thing. I couldn't be seen with anyone truly respectable," Inej said.

Now Kaz snapped the book shut and smiled at her, a sharp sliver of steel softened by the genuine happiness in the corners of his eyes. "Isn't it lucky the same holds true for me. The waffles should be ready in a minute."

"Did you get--"

"--strawberries for yours? Of course." Kaz glanced down, eyes catching on his gloved hands. "Last night was--"

Inej pressed her own bare fingers to the blood-warm leather, felt him still at her touch like a skittish foal. "It happens. Do you know one thing I've learned at sea? If you don't have a grisha, sometimes the wind shifts for no reason. It's nobody's fault. You just re-set the sails and work with the new direction. If sailors can adjust a piece of cloth when the wind shifts, we can adjust when one of us has a bad night. I refuse to let my past chain me."

"You were always better at freedom than I was," Kaz murmured.

"You held out your hand to me when I was drowning, and I still took years to trust you," Inej said. "Nobody held out a hand for you. Of course your armor is heavier. But I won't pull back now."

Dishes clattered to her right, and she tugged Kaz's hand off the edge of the table so the waiter could set down the two plates of waffles -- one covered in strawberries and cream, the other with only a dab of butter and a sprinkle of sugar -- and a fresh cup of coffee for each.

"Anything else?" the waiter asked.

Kaz shook his head. "Not now."

As the waiter left, Kaz turned his gloved hand in Inej's grip. "I appreciate the sentiment, but if you don't let go breakfast will be awkward."

"You love a challenge," Inej said with a tiny smile. "I've claimed your hand as spoils of battle, and I'll keep it until you believe me. In the meantime, it's a beautiful day and you bought us delicious waffles. Let's make the most of the wind while it's blowing our way."

Re: Fill: If Today Be Sweet (Six of Crows, Kaz/Inej, comfort waffles)

[musesfool]

♥♥♥

Thank you so much! This is so lovely and so much what I want for them in the future!

Re: Fill: If Today Be Sweet (Six of Crows, Kaz/Inej, comfort waffles)

[edenfalling]

They deserve ALL THE GOOD THINGS!