wickerpark | the emotional support meme

Everyone has bad days. Everyone needs a little support, someone to listen to their woes or just silently hug them and not mind tears or emotional ranting. What reason is life crushing you today? How will you cope with it?

directions

1. Comment with your character, series, preferences, etc in the subject.
2. Roll a number between 1-20 with the RGN for a prompt.
3. Reply to other comments and play the scenario out!
4. Bring tissues.

prompts

1. LOST SOMETHING You lost something important: this could be a person, a family heirloom, or your job… something big or small, it still affects you personally. Can you find it, or get a new job, or find some way to fill the gap in your chest?

2. LITTLE THINGS Little things have been building up: bills, annoying neighbors, your cat is hiding from you, coworkers being jerks. They’re not huge by themselves, but can be when put together. Can you solve them one by one? Or all at once?

3. DEATH Someone near you recently died. It could be someone you loved, someone you hated, a friend or enemy but death is never easy to get over, from funeral arrangements to regrets. Having someone there for you helps, though.

4. BAD DAY It’s just been a bad day. Someone yelled at you, a car splashed mud all over you, you woke up late, and your milk went sour. Can someone cheer you up?

5. LONELY One of the hardest things to get over is being lonely. It either takes a lot of personal strength or the strength of yourself and someone else combined. Can you see that you are not alone, or will someone be able to show you?

6. DECISION MAKING You need help making a big decision: something important, something that could change your life and the life of others around you.

7. INJURY Anything from tripping to getting into a car accident is never fun, and sometimes, you need some help getting over your injuries, but that is what friends and family helping you out and giving some tender loving care are for.

8. DISAPPOINTMENT You were hoping to get or achieve something, but didn’t, and now you have to live with the disappointment. Can someone help you see the bright side of things and get back up to fight again?

9. FIGHT You had a huge fight with someone involving fists, words, throwing things, or anything else a fight might entail, and are left emotionally distraught. Can someone comfort you, and maybe bandage up your wounds too?

10. EXHAUSTION You have either not been sleeping well, have a lot on your mind, too many responsibilities… and it is all weighing down on you. Do you have someone to vent at or someone who can distract you or convince you to relax?

11. JUDGMENT Someone criticized you, and it wasn’t the healthy kind either. Those always hurt the worst, but surely someone will convince you it’s not true.

12. MISSING SOMEONE There isn’t much you can do about someone being on a long trip, moving away, or wanting an ex back, but maybe it would help if someone was there to miss and remember them along with you.

13. FORGOTTEN You have been feeling neglected and forgotten lately, for no reason at all, or maybe there is one. Is there someone to stop this feeling?

14. BROKE UP Ending a relationship is never easy. Sometimes it’s for a good reason, other times it’s a mistake, but it happens anyways. You still need someone around to help you adjust to being single again, maybe convince you to celebrate.

15. JOB DEMANDS No matter what industry you are in, sometimes, it’s sucks. Audits? Mountains of paperwork? Insane hours? It can make you really hate a job and need a little support to muscle through it until you can find a better one.

16. DEPRESSION Then there is just… everything and you get stuck into a rut you can’t get out of and it’s a deeper issue. Can someone convince you to get professional help or get onto a regiment that will work for you?

17. FAMILY They can be the biggest support system a person can have, or sometimes they are the cause of all the problems of the world. Can you work the issues out, or will you need support from an outside source?

18. ILLNESS From a cold to an illness that has kept you in the hospital for months, it’s nice to know that people are thinking of you and wishing the best through bowls of soup, flowers, get-well cards, and more. Best of all are those who come to visit.

19. SELF-ESTEEM Not everyone is as confident as they wish to be, or as the person next to them. Sometimes, life just gives you blow after blow. Is there someone near by who can help lift your spirits and renew your fighting spirit?

20. WILD CARD Is there another scenario you had in mind? Was there something we missed? Roll again or make up your own adventure!

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Gael was still gasping for air when Carlos helped him up to his and to turn about. It wasn't the easiest thing to do without the full freedom of his legs or the use of his hands- but he managed. Even as his chest heaved, his lungs gulping at the air as he tried to slow his breathing down. It wasn't, after all, going to be long before he was going to likely be covered in sweat.

His breathing was under control by the he felt Carlos' dick pushing against his ass, making his moan with want as he tried to arrange his words in a way he imagined Carlos would enjoy. "Frankly, my love, my heart might shatter into a thousand pieces if you do not fuck me right now." He said, turning his head to look over his shoulder. "I need you in me, please. I feel....empty, so empty that I might well die."

Was that dramatic enough to get the point across, he wondered.

Carlos' arm banded around Gael's hips, holding him upright as he pressed against him, and he laughed a little, brushing his lips across Gael's in a kiss that was almost too soft. "Can't have that," he said, and pushed inside with one long thrust.

He'd promised rough, and that's what he gave Gael, thrusts that were so hard and deep that he was sure his lover wouldn't have remained on his knees if Carlos wasn't holding him there. It was a punishing pace, and he could feel Gael tremble a bit as he pulled out and then pushed back in again. "You feel perfect," he murmured in Gael's ear. "I've been thinking of doing this to you for months now, you know."

Gael didn't last long when it came to keeping quiet as Carlos slammed into him, and he was very thankful that Carlos was holding him up as a few of those thrust slammed into him hard enough to left him up of the bed just a bit. His arms strained to move, wanting to reach back and tangle his fingers in Carlos' hair as he dropped his head back against the shoulder behind him.

"Why...haven't you?" Gael ground out, moaning as he rocked against Carlos' thrust. His body was slick with sweat. "Mm, fuck....." He got out, chest heaving as he took heavy breaths. This was, certainly, not going to be a short romp- especially if that blowjob had told him anything. "Fuck....Merde." He hadn't meant to repeat that word like a broken record, but it was rather hard to think of much else at the moment.

Carlos tipped his head slightly to scrape his teeth against the side of Gael's neck as Gael pressed back against him. "Well, darling," he purred, "it's not exactly a place you start." They'd never been vanilla, of course, but even the first time with the flogger hadn't been that out of the ordinary, in BDSM circles. This, here? It was a bit more exotic. It was something you were as likely to see in fetish porn as anything else.

Perhaps they would have gotten here sooner, if Patrick hadn't come back, and if Carlos focus for the last several weeks hadn't been keeping Gael from falling too far. He brushed his lips against Gael's shoulder. "You're going to have such pretty marks on you, baby," he said.

"I really wouldn't....mm," he started to say, before his breath hitched and his back arched after a particularly harsh thrust smarted enough for Gael to be cut off. "Fuck, fuck...uh," he groaned and moaned as he tried to keep himself from falling forward helplessly. He just, he couldn't...think. He couldn't... "Uuuh, harder," he said with a whined moan as he squirmed more against ropes, frustration building in him.

"Fuck me," he said through a moan, breathing harder as Carlos moved against him. "I....I want to- I-o cum. Please. Please. Uh, uh....T-touch me." He begged, his eyes closing as his head rolled to the side against Carlos' neck, hiding his face a little as he winced just a little from a thrust deep inside of him.

Carlos smiled as he curled his hand around Gael's dick and pumped it, first gently and then harder, in time with his thrusts. "Come on, darling," he breathed out against Gael's skin. "I've got you." He wasn't sure he'd last long enough, he thought, licking his lips, but maybe it was time to prove his own self-control.

He took a deep breath and released it as he continued to fuck Gael, and continued to stroke him, listening as Gael's breath hitched and groaning as he writhed back against him. "Je t'ai eu," he murmured in accented French as he forced Gael higher and closer to that edge.

Time stopped, really. It had to have stopped from the moment that Carlos told him that he had him until he was spurting hot, sticky cum over the other man's hand and across his slick stomach in what was one of the hardest orgasms he'd had in a long while. He lost, then all ability to do two things- hold himself up and to be quieter. It was perhaps lucky for some that they did not have thin walls in the castle.

It was only moments after that that Carlos was burying his face in Gael's hair as his grip on Gael grew tighter, holding him as close as he could as he thrusted up into his own orgasm. Cock still buried deep, Carlos pulled Gael down with him when he collapsed on the bed and Gael hardly had the power in him to protest. He could feel the cum deep inside, the other man's cock twitching as if it were still pumping that hot, milky fluid into his depths.

"Je ne peux pas, je ne peux pas ... mm, embrasse-moi. Je pense que je t'aime, merci de m'embrasser." He murmured, fighting to keep his eyes from drifting shut. It would be, after all, most unwise to fall asleep while tied up as such.

"Don't fall asleep," Carlos murmured, pressing a soft kiss to Gael's hair. Perhaps, if he weren't still pulling himself from the dazed pleasure of the aftermath of his orgasm, he might have been able to pull Gael's French out and translate part of it. Je t'aime, after all was up there with Bonjour for most common French he'd learned. Instead, the words just sounded lovely and sleepy, and made him smile as he pulled out and reached around to start in on the knots.

"Breathe," he ordered as the ropes around Gael's arms and thighs loosened, and he rubbed at Gael's skin as the feeling started to rush back. Then he let Gael fall back against the bed as he slipped lower to release his feet, stroking there to soothe the punished skin before he slid up again to kiss Gael.

Gael hissed as feeling started to rush back into his arms and legs, down to his feet. It was a sharp biting sort of pain that caused his eyes to squeeze tight as he gasped out in displeasure at the thousands of needles pricked his skin. He returned that kiss as Carlos slid up to him, before pulling him close and holding him.

They fell asleep like that, tangled up in the blankets, smelling of sex and sweat. And really, Gael would reflect when he awoke the next morning- he was content in a way he'd not been in years, and he'd had a good nights sleep. He didn't know if it was a good sign or not- but he suspected that this was going to be more...common place soon. For better or worse.

For the better, he hoped.

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