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penpatronuswhump · 24 hours

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👨‍🚒❤️‍🔥🚒🔥911

“Wait.” Eddie dug his boots into the sidewalk. “Wait, Buck. Baby, wait.”

“Eddie, there’s a dent in your helmet the size of a softball! You need to get checked out!” Buck all but yelled.

“I… I will, but… Wa-Wait…” Eddie shrugged Buck off, tossed his gloves on the ground, and started fishing through his pockets. He took out a small box and grasped it tight in trembling hands. His knees shook as he tried to kneel in front of his boyfriend and Bobby knelt down to support him, hands on Diaz’s shoulders.

“Eds?” Buck squeaked. The ladder truck lights flashed across his soot-blushed face and the 133’s hoses attacked the burning warehouse behind him.

“H-Hen, help me,” Eddie begged. Reading his mind, Hen gently removed his helmet and turnout jacket, then smoothed his sweat-soaked hair flat. Chim stepped back away from the scene and aimed his phone, filming everything.

Blood dripped from Eddie’s left ear when he opened the box and held it up to Buck. The spinning red and white lights on the ambulance reflected off the simple gold band. Buck’s wide, wet eyes stared at the ring like it was the most beautiful object he’d ever seen.

“Buck,” Eddie began—

—and then he threw up.

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penpatronus · 5 years

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Avengers Endgame FanFiction :: “Nothing Else to Do”

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13272033/1/Nothing-Else-to-Do

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When Tony collapsed, Steve dropped the reactor housing, sidestepped his gasping teammates, scooped Tony's body up in his arms, and sprinted for the elevator. Stark's corpse-colored body felt weightless. He was breathing, shallowly, but unconscious, completely. Heat radiated from pale skin. A thick layer of sweat blossomed out of his pores in the short time it took Steve to carry him to the facility's sickbay.

"This way."

Steve didn't register that Bruce was beside him until the doctor exited the elevator and gestured at a bed. He laid Tony down on his back and, at Bruce's orders, stripped him from the waist up and hooked up a heart monitor and a blood pressure cuff. Bruce applied electrodes and frowned at the computer monitors. The heart monitor started beeping—slowly. When the cuff deflated it revealed Tony's blood pressure—low. His body temperature was high. Fever.

"Third drawer down," Bruce said without looking away from the monitors. "Adrenaline, B12, steroids."

Steve stepped away from the bed, stumbled on shaking knees to get around the entering Natasha, and opened a medicine cabinet in the corner of the room. He found the adrenaline auto-injector and tossed it at Nat who caught it flawlessly, twirled it in her fingers, and then stabbed the needle into Tony. Steve handed the other two injectors to Bruce, not trusting himself to work the tools with such trembling hands.

"Bruce." There was warning in Natasha's voice. "His respiration rate."

"I see it," Bruce growled. "Nat, get another saline IV in him. Steve, get an oxygen mask on him."

Steve tried to be gentle but—dammit—his hands were just shaking too much. He got the mask around Tony's mouth and nose but snapped the strap against the back of Tony's neck when he pulled it around his head. "S-sorry," Cap whispered to deaf ears.

Bruce rolled a cart into the room and slid a sample of Tony's blood into a digital microscope. Bruce looked at the sample, muttered to himself, rubbed both eyes, and looked again. He pressed a few buttons and new schematics appeared on the monitor above Tony's bed. "Son of a bitch."

Steve couldn't take the suspense anymore at that moment. "Bruce," he said, "is he going to be ok?"

Silence. Bruce chewed on his bottom lip. Steve and Nat shared panicked looks.

Thick bandages covered the bottom left of Tony's torso. "Steve, roll him over onto his side." Banner peeled back the bandages to reveal the entry and exit wounds from the blade Thanos skewered Stark with. Bruce blotted the warm puss exiting the half-healed wound with a cotton ball. "Infection," the doctor sighed. "Oh, God."

"Tony?"

Pepper darted into the room, and Steve took that as his cue to leave. He backed out without taking his eyes off Tony's pale face. He backed out until he ran into a body. Someone, Rhodey, he assumed, took his elbow. Steve took in a stuttering breath as the team watched Banner work.

4am. Steve couldn't sleep. He found the infirmary dark and silent except for one light in the corner of Tony's room and a snoring Bruce Banner in a chair with his shoes propped up on the bed. Bruce started awake when Steve touched his shoulder. "Iz-ee ok?" Banner slurred. He shot past Steve and, instead of reading the monitor, used his hands to check on the sleeping Stark's pulse, breathing, and temperature. "I was dreaming," Bruce whispered, shaking his head like he was trying to get water out of his ears. "He's…He's ok," Bruce said, more to himself than Steve. Banner rubbed both of his eyes with two fingers. "God, Steve, how many times have we lost him?"

"Never." Steve said the word before he thought it. He said it too loudly, because Tony frowned and stirred in his sleep. The mask was gone and color had returned to his face, but fluttering eyelids were still gray. "We've never lost him," Steve said, softer. "And we won't this time." Bruce sighed. His chin fell to his chest.

Steve rested his hand on Bruce's shoulder. "You should get some real rest. I'll stay with him."

Bruce started to protest but he was interrupted by a deep yawn. "Hmm," he conceded. Banner looked at his watch as he shuffled towards the door. "His bandages need changed. There's ointment on the counter." Bruce stretched his arms over his head and yawned again as he shuffled to the elevator.

Steve turned to Tony. He was alone. Suddenly he felt…shy. That was the closest word to it. Shy and… scared? The silence needed filled. Steve almost started to fill it with words, but he didn't want to wake Tony up. He didn't want to wake Tony up, so he tried to be as gentle as possible when he changed the bandages. The moment he was done, a hand reached up and two fingers grasped his wrist.

"Pep?"

Steve sat on the side of the bed next to the bandages, careful not to touch them. "It's me, Tony."

Tony's eyes remained closed. He licked white, chapped lips. "Wha' hap-happened?"

"You fainted."

Tony's eyebrows bounced. "Passed out. Women faint. I passed out."

Steve chuckled.

Tony's Adam's apple bounced. "Thirsty."

Steve picked up the glass of water on the bedside table and put a fresh straw in it. He held the straw for Tony who emptied only half of the cup. Both men fell silent, then. Steve thought Tony had fallen back to sleep. Suddenly, his voice. "Meant to tell you…" Tony opened his eyes. He reached for Steve's hand and Steve took it in both of his. "After everything…When I walked out of that ship and saw that you were alive…I'm glad you're not dust."

"I'm glad you're not dust, too." Steve squeezed Tony's hand. He was surprised, then, to see tears fill up Tony's eyes. Steve reached over to the bedside table and plucked up a tissue. He waited for permission and then, when Tony nodded, gently soaked up the water on his cheeks.

"What did Bruce poison me with?" Tony laughed around the extra-large lump in his throat.

"You're ok. It's ok."

"Crying in front of Captain America. My father would be humiliated."

"Tony, it's just me. It's just me. It's ok. You've gone through a lot."

Stark paled another shade. "The kid. He disintegrated in my arms. There was nothing I could do."

Steve sucked his cheeks in, and then blew them out. "I saw Buck—" He immediately hated himself when Tony tensed at the name. "I saw, ahem, Wanda…"

Tony remained tense. His eyes narrowed. "I should go back to sleep." He started to take his hand out of Steve's but Cap held on tight.

"I'm sorry."

"You just said his name. It's not a big deal."

"I mean I'm sorry for… For what happened."

Tony relaxed. His throat worked quickly. "I'm sorry, too."

"Are we…" Cap bit his bottom lip and hesitated a full half minute before speaking again. "You and I… are we going to be ok?"

Tony didn't respond right away. Steve wondered if that was because he was so drugged up and emotional, or if he really was focusing on the question. Then he said, so very softly, "Eventually. Eventually, Cap."

Steve raised his head to the ceiling in both frustration and thankfulness.

"We've all lost so much," Tony continued, his voice starting to fade. "We're all we have left so… Yeah, Cap. Eventually." Tony shut his eyes. "Tired." His hand went limp in Steve's.

Steve nodded. "Do you want me to—"

"Stay," Tony said with a fierceness that surprised Steve. "When I dream I dream of Pepper. When I have a nightmare it's of you all turning to dust. Don't… don't let me wake up alone."

"I won't. I promise. I swear."

"We've got a lot of work to do," Tony mumbled, nearly unconscious.

"Rest, Tony." Steve set the hand down on the bed. "Sometimes there's nothing else to do but rest."

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13272033/1/Nothing-Else-to-Do

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aceofwhump · 2 years

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I swear I've read every daniel jackson whump fic on ao3.

Do you have any to recommend on other website? I know you love Daniel whump lol 😆

Ooooh my friend. Yes I can help you. If you haven't explored fanfiction.net for Stargate fics you DEFINITELY should. Most of my favorites are on that site instead of AO3 surprisingly. Here's a WHOLE BUNCH of fics for you to enjoy!! All on FF.net

HurtComfort by CynicAlbOkay Summary: Daniel gets hurt, and then he gets hurt again and again....Anyone see a pattern forming here?

Could It Be Forever? by pinkyridz Summary: A power hungry nurse will stop at nothing to get Daniel Jackson off SG1.

Varia by Ansostuff Summary: General O’Neill is happy to be able to go with SG-1 on a peaceful mission, but the joy of the mission is somewhat hampered by his and the rest of SG-1’s worry over Daniel…

Tumbling Down by Eilidh17 Summary: Jack and Daniel are stranded in a cave after an avalanche. One-shot. Not beta'd.

Drifting on the Wind as Light as a Feather by pinkyridz Summary: SG1 return to Abydos a year after the death of Daniel's wife and a stand storm leave them stranded with one very sick teammate. Daniel H/C Gen fic.

Raido by Eilidh17 Summary: Buried in a cave-in, Daniel has to solve a mystery to escape, while the rest of his team tries desperately to get to him.

A Change of Orders by taylyn10 Summary: Daniel is trapped in a raging river

Need by clair beaubien Summary: Missing scene to Need: what happened after Daniel broke down in the storage closet.

Finding a Balance by Eilidh17 Summary: Episode tag for Evolutions.

Against Protocol by PenPatronus Summary: COMPLETE AU of "Lockdown," season 8. Jack doesn't get to Daniel before he goes through the Gate with SG-11. Jack, Sam and Teal'c have to save Daniel from Anubis.

What No One Knows by ForIHaveOvercomeTheWorld Summary: SG1 is returning home after the mission to Netu and Daniel is hiding something. At first he thinks it's nothing important, but soon he realizes that the aftereffects are far worse than the original torture. Daniel whump, full summary inside. No slash

Don't Mess With Danny by Orrymain Summary: SGC personnel learn an important lesson -- don't mess with Jack's archaeologist!

Trees Are Crying Leaves Into The Darkness by pinkyridz Summary: An eerie forest holds dark secrets. Daniel Whumping

Surrogate Father: Gen Version by MaureenT Summary: When a mission goes terribly wrong, it is up to Jacob Carter to save Daniel's life the only way that he can: by being his father. COMPLETE

Broken Trust by MaureenT Summary: As Daniel suffers through the consequences of what happened in Legacy, Janet and his teammates wonder if he will ever be able to forgive them - and if they will ever be able to forgive themselves.

Standing in the Shadows of Everyone Else by pinkyridz Summary: Daniel is hurting in more ways than one after the departure of his Grandfather. A tag for Crystal Skull.

Sweet Dreams and Flying Machines by Dragonflysoul Summary: Tag to The First Ones A tired and emotionally worn Daniel deals with the events from this ep.

Boundaries by clair beaubien Summary: Daniel is tired and sick and trying to go home. How does Jack always know what Daniel needs?

Bad Trip byJAJJAJ Summary: If whatever came out of those woods at night was enough to scare away the Goa'uld, Jack didn't think he wanted to meet it, at least not without lots of backup. Unfortunately, Daniel isn't so lucky.

Counting to Ten by taylyn10 Summary: Most Accidents happen in the home. They also happen to Daniel.

Treading Water by CynicAlb Summary: This is an AU tag for Fire and Water. Daniel escapes before the team goes back for him.

No Evil by SouthernChickie Summary: See no, hear no, speak no evil. A Jaffa torture device used on a human prisoner. Stuck in personal solitary, Daniel has to rely on the rest of SG-1 to get the device off him before it is too late.

Fire in the Belly by litlcapt Summary: Daniel thought it was just an innocent stomachache until it took an unexpected turn. Set between Crystal Skull and Nemesis

#i don't know if any of these have been cross posted to AO3 but here they are #all wonderful #stargate sg1 #fic recs #whump #daniel jackson #mod replies #ask #bippity-boppity-whump #mods fic recs #fanfics

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silverficrecs · 5 years

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Hurt!Charles

Headache and migraines

Headaches and Chess by Tajjas via Fanfiction.net

Summary: Charles’ first night back at the mansion after the CIA facilities are destroyed isn’t particularly restful, but he isn’t the only one awake.

Tags/Warnings: Charles/Erik, fluff, 4,310 words.

My take on it: It’s a very fluff and simple fanfiction. I really like the author’s take on Charles’ telepathy and how it affects the ones around him.

Learn Your Own Lessons by dreaming-of-a-nightmare via Fanfiction.net

Summary: Though he hadn’t known him that long, Erik didn’t doubt that Charles could be stubborn when he wanted to be. A cold or a headache wasn’t enough to stop the great Charles Xavier, but Erik knew that it would burn him out sooner or later.

Tags/Warnings: Charles/Erik, drabble, stubborn!charles, 946 words.

My take on it: Although it is quite short for my liking I love a stubborn Charles ignoring his health until Erik forces him to do something about it. Also Erik looing over him is exactly what we need.

My Soul is Dark by PenPatronus via Fanfiction.net

Summary: Erik tries to save Charles when Cerebro goes haywire, but he only makes things much, much worse.

Tags/Warnings: Charles/Erik, extreme angst and hurt / comfort, friendship, drama, 3,938 words.

My take on it: I feel as though this fanfics are great because there is no way Cerebro doesn’t strain Charles in any way so having a fic that deals with that is very refreshing.

Know That It’s True by luninosity via LiveJournal

Summary: The first time anyone ever used Cerebro, Charles Xavier almost died.

Tags/Warnings: Charles/Erik, hurt/comfort, mansion!fic, 4,583 words.

My take on it: Again another fanfiction dealing with Cerebro and how it affects Charles. I can’t get enough of them, also it’s really well written and very in character, especially for Charles.

The cure for a headache by SolarMorrigan via Fanfiction.net

Summary: Erik finds that Charles has a curiously sensitive scalp, which leads to activities of a less innocent nature than just a massage.

Tags/Warnings: Charles/Erik, smut, 2,373 words.

My take on it: I find this particular piece very cute regarding the interaction bewteen the two characters and although I’m not a big fan of smut these days it’s quite light so it’s okay.

Stretched Thin by Co-Quill-Eon via Fanfiction.net

Summary: Charles is exhausted and his head is pounding. He just needs a moment to himself, but it gets harder and harder as the day goes on. Erik helps him relax

Tags/Warnings: Charles/Erik, subtle Hank/Alex, fluff, 2,546 words.

My take on it: Very fluffy indeed. I kind of feel bad for Charles in this one, he only wants to rest but suddenly everyone wants his attention.

Come alive by luninosity via ao3

Summary: Charles, after trying to write a paper all morning, has a dreadful headache. Erik worries. And then first kisses happen.

Tags/Warnings: Charles/Erik, hurt/comfort, falling in love, 2285 words.

My take on it: One of my favourite fics ever, Erik is really protective and kind of panicking so it’s cute.

living, we cover vast territories by minarchy via ao3

Summary: He slid his hands around Erik’s waist, fingers catching loosely on the cotton as Erik pushed his thumbs into Charles’ temples and circled, slowly.

Tags/Warnings: Charles/Erik, car sex, mutant roadtrip, 1953 words.

My take on it: Very cute, I really enjoyed the dynamics bewteen those two and how soft Erik seemed when concerned about Charles.

Safe by liandrin via ao3

Summary: Despite having impressive control over his telepathy, he still had many days like this. Days where the constant background murmur of voices, of lives, became too much. Days where the normal white noise of millions of minds began to overwhelm his sense of self, first in a slow trickling through his overburdened mental shields and slowly intensifying into a steady deluge.

Tags/Warnings: Charles/Erik, pre-slash, hurt/comfort, fluff, 1075 words.

My take on it: It reminded me a lot of sensory overload and it was well-written, I really like when authors express Charles telepathy by squishing the words together but it gives a clear image of what goes through his head.

And that’s it for the moment, if you know any fanfic that could go here please share the link so that I can add it.

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rssspockuhura · 7 years

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Hurt and Comfort in Starfleet

Warning: Some M/M works might show up here because the Spock/Uhura tag is used in ref to S/U as a side pairing, past pairing, etc. Solution. Read at your own risk.

Author: PenPatronus Star Trek: 2009 English, Rated: K+ Hurt/Comfort/Adventure Characters: J. Kirk, Spock, L. McCoy/Bones, John Harrison/Khan Chapters: 6, Words: 14,983, Reviews: 70, Rated: K+, Complete

COMPLETE Story #1: Prime Ingredient: "The Empath" happens in the alternate timeline BEFORE McCoy is cured of xenopolycythemia. Story #2: Khan's Revenge: Khan knows that the best way to hurt Kirk is to hurt his family. WHUMP Kirk/Spock/Bones friendship, triumvirate, zero slash, hurt/comfort, family, friendship via FanFiction.Net: Star Trek: 2009, Last Updated https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11707458/1/Hurt-and-Comfort-in-Starfleet Remember to check out the Spuhura fanworks community on livejournal. Follow rssspockuhura for Spock/Uhura fanworks from around the web.

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doctorbethblog · 7 years

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Fanfic recommendation! This is a beautifully written story by PenPatronus. The characterization is right on and while it is AOS, it uses story elements from TOS,

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ineffablehusbands · 11 years

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PenPatronus is my lord and savior

#PenPatronus #you know those posts about reading a fic holding your hand over your mouth #sliding down the wall wide-eyed tears gathering #sobbing softly for a few minutes then get back to reading the fic #thats you babe

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thecaptainsandthekings · 11 years

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ONE OF MY FAVORITE AUTHORS ON FANFICITON IS FOLLOWING ME

FOLLOWING ME

JUST WHAT

ANYHOO, IF YOU'RE A MERLIN FAN GO FIND PENPATRONUS on FANFICTION AND READ HER HURT/COMFORT ANTHOLOGY

#merlin #penpatronus #i love her #or him #or anything in-between #whatever

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penpatronuswhump · 17 days

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Eddie was working in the south side when Buck, who was taking a break by the ladder truck, saw that section of the burning warehouse explode. He felt the heat on his cheeks as he watched the fire rise a good two hundred feet. His helmet dropped from his left hand, his water bottle from his right, and he felt his jaw drop lower than the pavement on which those objects landed.

He didn’t realize he was running until a body tackled him to the ground.

“Don’t!” Bobby shouted in his ear. “Buck, it’s too late!”

“Eddie!” Buck yelled, and he shrugged the older man off like a light jacket. Buck made it another ten yards before both Chimney and Ravi slammed into him and pinned him down.

“EDDIE!” Buck screamed again as he struggled under their weight, and under Bobby’s again when he joined the pileup. “EDDIE! NO! EDS!” He clawed at the ground, trying desperately to get even one more inch closer to his boyfriend…

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penpatronuswhump · 9 days

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🔥❤️‍🩹🚒❤️911

Eddie spotted his boyfriend and his smile spread wide as a blooming flower. Bobby’s previous warnings about PDA be damned, he surged toward his Buck with open arms.

“I’m ok, Buck— WHOA!”

Buck’s knees buckled and would’ve slammed into the cement if Eddie hadn’t sprinted forward, caught him, slowly lowered him down, and pulled him close. The moment Eddie touched him, Buck returned from his frozen state. A wail erupted from his deepest self as he collapsed into Eddie and the two men, kneeling on the ground, embraced.

“I thought…” Buck sobbed into his boyfriend’s neck. Sobbed. And sobbed. “I thought you were… Were… Were d-dead…”

“Oh, Evan.” Eddie ran his hands up and down Buck’s back, his sides, his arms. “Oh, baby, it’s ok, it’s all right, it’s ok, shhhh…”

“I love you.” Buck hiccuped around his words. “I love you so much. So much, Eddie.”

Eddie gently lifted Buck’s head off his shoulder and drew him in for a soft, tear-soaked kiss. “I love you, too,” he whispered.