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I've been on an h/c reading kick since my illness, and it got me to thinking of the many different types of h/c, and how my particular situation would *not* have made a good h/c plot (oh, alas.)

This led to the following categorizations. Please feel free to add your own, hopefully with Sentinel or dS examples:

Stubbed-toe h/c — When a character suffers an injury or illness that is completely common to everyday man and woman, yet the author has chosen to explore the character recovering from a head-cold, for example. (Warning: This type of story can and may involve some Unnecessary Bathing.)
Pulling a Homer — When the character is responsible for their own injury ("D'oh!"), e.g., cutting their finger while chopping vegetables because they were so distracted by the beauty/lithesomeness/extraordinary hair of their possible-future-same-sex-mate.
After School Special — in which the character suffers a major illness or calamity that is atypical and somewhat sensational, yet unrelated to a career of crime-solving or world-saving.
C is for Clara — When the character simply wastes away out of pining/yearning/perpetual hard-on.
I Swear It Was an Accident! — When the character is injured by his own partner, who then must not only provide h/c but loads of penance.
Holy Hand Grenades, Batman! — The character is kidnapped/wounded/tortured by Bad Guys. Sometimes all three. Repeatedly.
Dudley Do Right — Character throws himself in front of bullet/knife/speeding train to save his partner cum object-of-sexual-interest (or just the rest of the world.)

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Snickering here. I did one short fic that fits into the first category, although it wasn't all that heavy on the 'c' because my Blair's an unsymapthetic bastard at times, and there's no bathing (although Blair will probably shower after the fic finishes).

Honey and Lemon

::sticks head in door::

"My naked body is familiar?" "Find a square inch I haven't licked," Jim said, sounding more morose than suggestive.

::grin grin grin::

Among so many other zingers.

(Any excuse to re-read your fics.)

:;smooches you:: Thank you! That was one of my very first ones, written when I had a terribel cold myself. heh; write what you know ;-)

Is it hot in here or is it just your ICON? Oh, okay, I see it's a new one by

sallymn? I haven't had time to go check out her latest posts yet today. But I think I won't be able to wait too much longer, hmm...

::smooches you back, glad your cold inspired fic, this fic!::

I saw this icon and had to restrain myself from licking the damn monitor. Sooooo hot.

It's fucking marvelous. Jesus, that bod. Should be cast in bronze. I think it *is* cast in bronze.

::imagines Blair nibbling on Jim's dog tags and goes away for a moment.::

::imagines Blair nibbling on Jim's dog tags and goes away for a moment.::

::whimpers incoherently::

And, yes, I don't normally go for muscles but Jim is the exception to that rule because, well, just look at him.

Hot.

I'm just having a pulp fiction vision of Jim in jodphurs, ripped shirt and bandoliers, a la Doc Savage (Man of Bronze) and I'm having a little wibble. Blair would be Pat, and much slashy nonsense would ensue. Poor Lester Dent is probably revolving in his grave.

Oh, I loved those books!

And the movie! (with Ron Ely)

Couldn't resist the imagery:

http://arrow00.com/img/mob.jpg

That is made of awesome. :;admires::

I would love to see RB in a H Rider Haggard type movie, too... he's got just the look for it.

Oooh yeah. That's an AU right there....Jim as a WWII undercover spy "hunting for antiquities", and there's this interfering anthropologist trying to preserve historical treasures... :)

And a ~~threesome~~ guest appearance by a certain Doctor Daniel Jackson...

There's something about the thought of a harrassed Jim dealing with Blair AND Daniel on a jungle expedition that makes me chuckle evilly.

Heh. He'd be so fucking busy pulling their heads out of their asses (and away from the poisonous and/or deadly fauna) he wouldn't get ANYthing done.

Well, except for the ~~hot sex~~ fire-tending.

There's always time for THAT! :-)

I think I love you...I wonder if I should show this to the spouse. Poor man would probably have an apoplexy - whether over my declaration or your pic, I'm not sure.

The icon is yours if you don't think it would make him jealous. :)

I can has icon? ::squees::

Of course! It was your idea!

I won't use it out in public so it's all yours. :)

I've done a wee post relating to my - er - activities here, and linking to you. Hope that's all right.

verrrrry funny,
and I want to read that fic, dammit.
Laurie

Ditto. The trouble that Blair and Daniel could get themselves into enjoyably boggles the brain.

But of course. I'm glad you posted your wonderful drabble! And I'm looking forward to reading your Children of Cascade. What's the premise?

I attach my Moonridge blurb below - I knew it was going to be long, (well, for me at least) which is why I offered it for Moonridge. Knowing that I have a buyer patiently waiting is keeping me going, even if it is at a snail's pace.

"The Children of Cascade - SF AU. Some twenty-seven years ago, a pregnant young girl escaped the reclusive and secretive planet of Cascade. It's taken a long time, but Cascade has finally found its lost child. The Government sends Agent Protector James Ellison to retrieve the'child' - Blair Sandburg."

So lots of angst and, urggh, plot to keep me going there.

Wow, sounds fascinating. Lots of angsty possibilities. How much more do you think you have left? (an impossible question, I realize.)

Well, I was thinking 40,000 but now I'm thinking between 40 - 45,000. ::more wibbling, of the nervous sort this time::

Just look down at the road, babe. :)

Oh God! Jim Ellison as Doc Savage! I loved those books. I wonder where they got off to?
::Eyes shed::

Lovely, lovely icon. ::drools discreetly:: Jesus.

I'm thinking I'd better hunt down Doc Savage series and re-read. And the Perry SF series (can't remember the full name, but there were like 30 books in all, group of scientific/esp talents that were protecting planet earth from itself. Would love to write an old-style Sentinel SF AU.)

Perry SF, not sure I'm familiar with that one.Gotta go look it up.
Pretty sure I had all the Doc Savage books once upon a time.
May have to make a visit to half.com

Perry Rhodan!

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Perry_Rhodan

I ate these up when I was a small tyke.

Wait, where? I want!

I linked it up thread in my reply to your post if you mean the fic with Jim sneezing all over poor Blair ::g::

Oh, I missed the link.

Eee! Ha ha!!

"Give me something to look at, then.

He's PERFECTLY petulant. I just love the tone of this. Poor sneezy!Jim! Poor long-suffering!Blair!

Thank you!

I cannot see Jim as anything but an absolutely appalling invalid when it comes to something minor. Bullets, fine; sniffles, immediate regression to a pouty five-year-old.

And having to sorrowfully (and repeatedly) point out that he got the cold from Blair. Hee!

Meanwhile, tough-guy thinks it's a good idea to pursue a case while, uh, BLIND.

Exactly! He's the typical, ''Tis but a flesh wound' type of man.

I mean; blind. What the hell was Simon thinking?!

This is soooo cute, and yes...true. The man is just pathetic when affected by something like a simple cold. *giggles* Poor Blair. *LOL*

The last time we did that, you sneezed in my hair.

Hee!

Anna :)

Thank you! I remember having fun writing it :;g::

There is no cloud so dark it doesn't have a silver lining. Hence this post, yes? ::smiles at you apologetically, and -- despite those words -- sympathetically::

so distracted by the beauty/lithesomeness/extraordinary hair of their possible-future-same-sex-mate

Oh my yes. Yes indeed. It would happen to me, yes. Especially about that hair, yes.

And the Unnecessary Bathing for Stubbed-toe h/c -- *golly*, yes. TS is awash in it. (Not that I -- necessarily -- object, mind you. It all depends.)

I must say I am reprehensibly fond of all these categories, although I Swear It Was an Accident has to be my personal fave, for sheer angst potential added in to the overall physical woobieness.

And I'm really rather fond of these not just as categories, but as categories. Clearly, food poisoning has not toxified your brain. Fine work. Really. Glad you're recuped enough today to post essential thinky meta like this. Classification is the foundation of... something or other. Something even good, possibly? :-))

Yes, any time you can throw some lovely angst in to go with...::sighs:: I, of course, object to none of these, and in fact have been reading voraciously with a little smile.

Classification is just F-U-N. We need to understand these things! :)

And apparently I do quite well on no food at all, because I am working on a fic right now where Blair accidentally gets dosed (and doses Jim with a kiss.) I'm not sure what category that falls under. "I Didn't Know It Was Loaded"?

Oh the places you take my mind with *that* category... I may have to vanish for the rest of the day.

And you're working on new fic! ::intrigued and ecstatic beam::

Unnecessary Bathing for Stubbed-toe h/c -- *golly*, yes. TS is awash in it.

You get the pun award of the day :-)

Heh. But it's true, too -- especially in gen fic, Jim is forever stripping Blair down in his unlit bedroom in the middle of the night, wiping him down with cool water (or something), every inch of him... Not that I think that's a bad thing, mind you. :-) So much Bedroom Bathing going on, as well as the actual Bathroom Bathing.

God, I love this fandom. For way too many reasons...

I've done that in a few fics myself...

wesleysgirl and I had a wonderful time in Saturation with Giles and Spike both bathing a feverish Xander and, if I recall correctly, having sex on the floor a few minutes later.

God, I love that fic... :;wistful::

And the way you describe it, I want a ficathon devoted to bathing with much silent yearning :-)

You're making me yearn myself, for time to read everything I'd like to read; I *know* I'd like to read Saturation...

I like the pre-slash/slash/yearning version of Bathing best, oh I do... So much more possibility there.

So much possibility everywhere, really. ::grateful shiver::

My very first comment ~~fic~~ drabble.

It was hard to love from afar, and know that your feelings would never be requited. But Jim was used to never getting what he wanted out of life. Blair's azure eyes lit with physical desire? Just one more item to add to the list of things that were never going to happen. But he had this at least, to offer the cherishing care that he would love to extend into *every* area of their life. He carefully squeezed out the cloth – no possibility of ticklish dribbles to irritate that beautiful skin.

"There you go, Chief. No more icecream smear."

SQUEE! I love it. Jim's so caring and thoughtful :-)

Now he just has to realise that his tongue's so much softer and less drippy next time Blair's messy and you can bet Blair's eyes will be lighting up...

Glad you enjoyed. I looked at this and thought - bathetic bathing fic - another new ~~high~~ low that fandom has brought me to...

Oh, that is a thing of beauty right there, mab.

Unfortunately, two weeks later Jim is assaulted by a rattlesnake while on the trail of the Desert Killer, and Blair has to suck the venom from a very, er, delicate area.

A thing of beauty is a joy forever. Did you say unfortunately or fortunately for the rattlesnake venom sucking thing?

::goggling your icon::

I'm sorry, what was the question again?

So Blind Man's Bluff would be another episode you haven't seen yet? It's the only time the TPTB gave us a canon cuddle.

And the icon was made by the inimitable SallyMn

It's the only time the TPTB gave us a canon cuddle.

And how they can sleep at night with that on their conscience, I do not know.

::sulks::

That's the episode I'm on right now. I got as far as Jim convincing Simon he can pass as 'sighted' and seeing that cute sheepish grin just about kilt me.

Looks like I'm in for a serious treat!

So you've seen Jim slamming the door into poor Blair's head and absently ruffling his hair as he rubs it better ::dies of the cute::

DEADLY sweet and funny. These guys. Oh, these guys....

::snickergrin::

Blair really needs to go for something more useful here... say, spilling a little (lukewarm, don't want any actual injuries here. There.) coffee in his lap... Jim would be seeing so much *more* of that beautiful skin and, um...

Oh, absolutely he mustn't actualy injure himself - that would be totally counter-productive.

Thanks. :-)

"There you go, Chief. No more icecream smear."

*dies*

Anna *gg*

Sometimes you just have to unleash the silly. :-)

I want a ficathon devoted to bathing with much silent yearning

OMG, yes! I would love this madly. *eyes all of you talented TS writers*

Anna *eg*

TS division of 'I swear it was an accident' is the post TSbyBS 'I swear I am an ass' where Jim makes up for the horrors of Blair's sacrifice.

Yes, there seem to be an awful lot of those. Poor, poor Blair, and massively penitent Jim. I haven't seen the episode yet, though.

I did read a story once where Blair accidentally poisoned Jim with some food item. That was fun. :) Wish I could remember which one it was.

Thanks for this...I giggled my way through the post and the comments. *LOL* I loved your categories, and, yes, have read fic in each of them :D

Seriously, though, I hope that you're on your way to recovery? I've been thinking about you and still worrying a bit. :( And yet...writing through this? Is it bad of me to be pleased that you're writing even though you're not well? I'm much too greedy...sorry. :(

Anna *hugs you gently*

I'm weak as a kitten, it's very pathetic. Shed five lbs th easy way! But I'm recovering. Thanks, Anna.

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