Medwhump May 2024

Day 27 - Pain meds

TW: minor whumpee (17), torture (vaguely described), blood, abuse, manipulation

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Erick was dependant on Fetch for a lot; the clothes on his back, daily meals, entertainment, busywork, healthcare... He was grateful for everything, patient with his antics, and turned a blind eye to his illegal activities...until they got too bad to ignore.

Medwhump May 2024

Day 26 - Oxygen mask / Poisoning

TW: coughing up blood, open ending, tobacco

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Fetch didn't just like to smoke, he needed it. He wasn't afraid to admit it was an addiction, but it was the lesser of two evils, so he allowed himself to have this one thing. Was it still unhealthy? Of course, but he would worry about that when he was older and hopefully less stressed due to work, or his idiot teenage roommate getting himself into trouble.

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Riley Finn/Buffy Summers Characters: Buffy Summers, Riley Finn Additional Tags: Fluff, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Fluff and Hurt/Comfort, Stitches, Post-Canon, Not Buffy the Vampire Slayer (Comics 1998) Compliant, Drabble, Established Relationship, Shippy, Romance, sympathetic Riley Finn, Hurt Buffy Summers Series: Part 31 of MadeInGold’s MedWhump May 2024 Summary:

Riley treats Buffy’s injuries after a rough mission.

for @medwhumpmay alt prompt 14: stitches

Restless far from a Wine Dark sea - I'm so sorry

Tw captivity, guilt, fear

31 days since Nathaniel’s capture, and he wishes something will change in this stagnant bubble of captivity.

Something changes

Nathaniel is so fucking sorry

The last installment of @medwhumpmay

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“Do you recognise this person?” Logan turned his pad to let Nathaniel see the face upon it.

His blood turned cold.

Marc.

No no nononono not them, please not him, anyone but Marc.

“N-n-no…” he gasped out, a fruitless denial.

Logan stared at him, emotionless, disapproving. He was waiting for Nathaniel to crack, admit the lie, to tell him everything.

Sorry Is The Easiest Word - Tamerlane Usher/Penny Blake

A/N: Day 31 for @medwhumpmay , GIFs made for me by @whoreofthecottage

Tamerlane isn’t sure what makes Penny apologize to her, but if she’s honest, she doesn’t care. She’s just thankful for having someone who cares about her.     “I’m so sorry...”    The words are soft and Penny’s voice warms her heart even as Tamerlane moves to nestle into the woman’s gentle arms, her sigh soft even as she lets herself relax, she’s needed to feel safe for months, now, finally, she is.     “Don’t be... at least you stayed.”    She means the words even as she sighs, nestling deeper into Penny, soaking up the affection. She is, finally, home. Safe and completely loved.

Medwhump May '24 Masterpost

List of prompts by @medwhumpmay. Chose to stick to mostly drabbles/short chapters of around 500 words for this challenge. Ranging from angst to fluff with a few full length stories which I’ve noted with *! My second monthlong writing challenge I have managed to complete :D

Day 1: Under anesthesia (Al/Theo)

Day 2: Running out of time (Al/Theo)

Day 3: "Squeeze my hand" (Shu, Alex)

Day 4: Sedated (Cliff/Elliot)

Day 5: "Stay with me" (Al/Theo)

Day 6: *Doctor turned patient (Ryo/Alex, full length with day 7)

7. Unresponsive (Ryo/Alex)

8. Going into shock (Cliff/Elliot)

9. *Bedside vigils (alt, Rey, Felix, full length with day 13)

10. Emergency surgery (Cliff/Elliot)

11. *Passing out (Shu, Alex, full length)

12. Broken bones (alt, Shu, Alex, Julian)

13. "You've been very sick" (Rey, Felix)

14. Seizures (Cliff/Elliot)

15. *Infection (alt, Cliff/Elliot, full length)

16. *Coma (Cliff/Elliot, full length with several parts from both here and Whumptober 2023)

17. Forced to stay awake (Ryo/Alex)

18. *Appendicitis (Ryo, Alex, Shu, full length)

19. Blood loss (Cliff)

20. Surgery recovery (Cliff, Elliot)

21. Nausea (Ryo, Alex, Shu)

22. Sirens (Ryo, Alex, Shu)

23. Resisting treatment (Ryo, Alex, Shu)

24. Not breathing (Cliff/Elliot)

25. High fever (Ryo/Alex)

26. *Exhaustion (Shu, Alex)

27. Pain meds (Cliff, Elliot)

28. *Head injury (Shu, Alex, Julian, full length and supplemented with days 3 and 12)

29. Extended hospital stay (Cliff/Elliot)

30. From the brink of death (Cliff/Elliot)

31. "I'm so sorry" (Cliff/Elliot)

Medwhump May Day 31- "I'm so sorry"

The poll now sits favouring the alt prompt, but @chipadip decided "I'm so sorry", which is coincidentally exactly how I feel about this fic.

Heed the tags. Heed the TWs.

For the last day of Medwhump May, we went dark.

The bedroom is empty. Dennis’ bed is attentively made, the corners of the sheets crisp, like they haven't been slept in at all. Everything in his room is spotless and unusually detached from any kind of warmth or emotion. It's a vacant shell, hollowed out. A spectre of something once living but now long dead.

Mac scans it for proof, for clues, and all that his eyes land upon is the light spilling out from beneath the adjacent bathroom door. 

Day 31: "I'm so sorry"

And that concludes @medwhumpmay! My second completed month long challenge and I'm quite proud, woohoo! Here is part 8 and the conclusion of the Cliff coma saga - which I've decided to overall name "Turning Page," as it's one of the very special songs Elliot sang to Cliff in part 5 [YouTube link]. Parts 1-7 here: Fever | Flatline | Coma | Coma (#2) | Not breathing | Extended hospital stay | From the brink of death.

Recovering from a coma of nearly two months was no easy task. Cliff was so weak, he couldn’t do anything for himself. He was in pain a lot of the time and easily frustrated. As hard as it was for Elliot to see, though, he remained far more grateful that Cliff was awake at all.

Speaking was difficult for the first few days, so Cliff didn’t say much. All of his muscles had deteriorated and his memory lasted only minutes at a time. But by the end of the first week, he could at least consistently remember what had happened and was putting together longer than one word sentences.

Elliot believed that if Cliff could wake up after so long, that he could do anything. It would all come back, because Cliff had already fought so hard. He told Cliff how amazing he was, constantly encouraging him. He promised himself that he’d never take any health they did have for granted again.

“You’re different,” Cliff said softly, about ten days since he’d woken up. “I scared you, didn’t I?”

Elliot’s breath caught in his throat and his eyes filled with tears. He didn’t want to cry, because he wasn’t sure he’d be able to stop if he did. “I was scared,” he answered, his voice wavering. “But it’s okay. I’m just glad you’re okay.”

“I’m sorry,” Cliff said. “I’m so sorry, E. Thank you for waiting for me.” 

It was too genuine after two months of barely keeping himself together. The tears came whether he wanted them to or not. “You did all the work,” he sniffled, covering his face with both his hands.

“I was asleep,” Cliff said. “But you had to watch it. That’s harder. Forgive me.”

“Don’t do it again,” Elliot said, shoulders heaving. “It was really hard, Cliff.”

“I’ll do my best,” Cliff promised. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” Elliot said, reaching out to hold his hand. It was warmer now than it ever was when Cliff was unconscious. Elliot swore he'd never let go again, not for a million years.

Star Trek Medwump May 2024

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Summary: A series of 31 drabbles centered around various Star Trek characters to be updated once a day during the month of May. Chapter notes will have series, prompt, and any applicable romantic pairings. Prompt list from @medwhumpmay on tumblr.

Words: 3,100

Chapters: 31/31

Rating: Mature

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F, F/M, Gen, M/M

Fandoms: Star Trek, Star Trek: The Original Series, Star Trek: Alternate Original Series (Movies), Star Trek: The Next Generation, Star Trek: Deep Space Nine, Star Trek: Lower Decks (Cartoon)

Relationships: Julian Bashir & Odo, Odo & Quark (Star Trek), William Riker/Deanna Troi, Leonard "Bones" McCoy & Spock, Julian Bashir & Jadzia Dax, Brad Boimler & D'Vana Tendi, Julian Bashir & Miles O'Brien, Kira Nerys/Odo, Beverly Crusher & William Riker, Julian Bashir/Elim Garak, Keiko O'Brien/Miles O'Brien, D'Vana Tendi/T'Lyn, Jadzia Dax/Worf

Characters: Beverly Crusher, Sonya Gomez, Leonard "Bones" McCoy, Original Characters, Odo (Star Trek), Julian Bashir, Quark (Star Trek), William Riker, Deanna Troi, Jadzia Dax, Dax Symbiont (Star Trek), Brad Boimler, D'Vana Tendi, Miles O'Brien, Kira Nerys, Beckett Mariner, Elim Garak, Corat Damar, Data (Star Trek), T'Lyn (Star Trek)

Additional Tags: Medwhump May 2024, Whump, Hurt/Comfort, under anesthesia, running out of time, Solid Odo (Star Trek), Bedside Vigils, Away Mission Injuries, Doctor Turned Patient, Unresponsive, Broken Bones, dislocation, emergency surgery, Passing Out, stabbed, Viral Infections, Self-Harm, Warmed Blankets, Flatline, forced to stay awake, Exhaustion, Blood Loss, Surgery recovery, Nausea, not breathing, High fever, Oxygen mask, pain meds, Head Injury, From the Brink of Death, Canonical Character Death, Episode: s02e22 The Wire (Star Trek: Deep Space Nine), Tarsus IV References (Star Trek), Hanahaki Disease

I have successfully completed @medwhumpmay's 31-day prompt list! I wrote a Star Trek drabble every day for the month of May. This was such a fun challenge!

Ratchet's Guilt

Author: Autobot2001 Genre: Fanfiction Fandom: Transformers Rating: E Warning: None Pairing: none Description: Ratchet blames himself for Jamie getting an infection. Continued from day 15.

@medwhumpmay day 31; "I'm so sorry."

Ratchet walks into the ICU room, seeing Jamie asleep. Drift sits on the chair by bed, Crosshairs on the chair in the only free corner. Ratchet knows Crosshairs has moved this chair beside Drift’s. He doesn’t question why Crosshairs is sitting in the corner of the room. “I’m so sorry,” Ratchet says. He realizes this was a horrible choice of words, “I should have known Jamie could have gotten sick. She was fragging stabbed and needed surgery. I should have given her antibiotics to prevent infection.” “It’s ok, Ratchet,” Drift assures the medic, “we know you do your best to take care of your patients.” This does not help ease Ratchet’s guilt as he sees how sick Jamie is. Even while he knows there’s worse. The medic sighs and leaves the room to prepare more medicine.

Continued with day 20 & 21.

Day 30: From the brink of death

Part 7 of the Cliff coma saga for @medwhumpmay. Parts 1-6 here: Fever | Flatline | Coma | Coma (#2) | Not breathing | Extended hospital stay. Final part tomorrow for day 31!

It took Elliot less than half an hour to get to the hospital. He scared the crap out of Ryo and Alex by stumbling into the living room and shouting, “I need clothes!” He was just barely able to form an understandable explanation, but they got him dressed and into a car in no time after that.

Elliot felt sick, although he wasn’t sure if it was anxiety or shock or the hangover. Probably all of the above. Ryo had shoved a bottle of ibuprofen at him on the way out, which he took and chugged with a whole bottle of water on the way to the hospital. He knew the way up to Cliff’s room in his sleep by now and practically ran there. It was almost underwhelming when he entered a silent room, Cliff still lying there motionless and hooked to the vent. For a second Elliot had the terrible fear that Cliff’s father had simply called to torture him.

But Claude appeared a minute later behind him and explained Cliff had been breathing on his own and starting to buck at the vent. They had weaned sedation down and they were waiting for Cliff to wake up and prove he could breathe on his own, awake, before removing it. If Elliot looked like shit, Claude didn’t say anything about it.

Somehow, waiting that day felt longer than the past month combined. There was so much anticipation and fear. By evening Cliff was fully breathing on his own, but they were still waiting for him to open his eyes. Elliot feared it wouldn’t happen - that it was false hope - until he watched Cliff struggle and his eyes flutter open. He’d never been so relieved to see those eyes before, and that was saying something.

“Cliff,” Elliot burst into tears. He could almost imagine Cliff’s awkward expression he would normally make at the sight of such displays of emotion in public.

It wasn’t a calm awakening. Cliff struggled against the vent, the tube down his throat uncomfortable and terrifying. The only thing that calmed him down was Elliot holding his hand and speaking to him softly. “Just wait a few more hours and they’ll take it out, baby,” he said softly. They weren’t taking any chances going too fast. But eventually, well after midnight and at the time Elliot had been downing shots of tequila last night, they removed the tube.

Cliff was weaker than a baby from so much time in bed, but he managed to twitch his fingers and toes when asked to. He could follow a light with his eyes, and managed to croak out the faintest resemblance of his name for the doctor. Apparently, all very good signs because the doctor seemed satisfied and nodded in approval.

Elliot felt like he was still in a dream. That or still drunk. Everything was overwhelming and he found himself shaking until Moira showed up. She hugged him tightly and Elliot had no choice but to let her take over, because he had no energy left. He melted into her arms and sank to the floor in the hall where she led him so that they wouldn’t disturb Cliff too much. “I thought he was going to die,” he sobbed.

“You’ve done so well,” she said. Her voice was impossibly tender and motherly. “He’s awake now, Elliot. You can rest. You deserve it.”

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Angel/Riley Finn Characters: Angel (BtVS), Riley Finn Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Dystopia, Apocalypse, Shippy, Drabble, Hurt/Comfort, Angst Series: Part 30 of MadeInGold’s MedWhump May 2024 Summary:

It’s always been Angel.

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Medwhump May Day 30- From the brink of death

Jack’s Dexcom malfunctioned last night. It happens sometimes, they say, like that erases the moment this morning where Lynette woke up beside him as always and found him limp, unresponsive. Like that erases her tears as she called 911, the tears that only increased in ferocity when she pricked his finger and found that his glucose levels were through the roof.

OR

Jack nearly dies.