the medicated kisses

Kiss It Better

Sitting in the hospital lobby, you caught Dr. Hiddleston’s attention on his way to work. Blissfully unaware of your condition, you turned down his help in the first place. When push came to shove, the British intensivist did not leave your bedside.

Rating: R18+
Fandom: Tom Hiddleston
Prompt: Imagine Tom Hiddleston is you doctor and you are in critical condition and he has an overwhelming desire to cure you. He checks up on you every 2 hours to see if you’re doing alright. And sometimes you pretend you’re asleep and he bends down and kisses you on the forehead and lips. [x]
Pairing: Doctor!Tom Hiddleston x Reader
Type: Reader insert, one-shot, fluff, angst, sic fic, hurt/comfort
Date: 27th March, 2017
Words: 4673
Warnings: [TW: graphic description of medical conditions and procedures, detailed description of the reader’s critical condition, needles, panic attack] The rating and the warnings are due to the reader developing a diabetic ketoacidosis, a potentially life-threatening complication of diabetes mellitus type one. A huge part of the story plays at an Intensive Care Unit.
A/N: That imagine by @clairelouiseisawesome has been nibbling at my brain for a long time. The GIF by @satanslifecoach got the ball rolling.
Beta’d: @outside-the-government

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is this technically Cross faction ships? IDK xD some fun with body parts at least xD

as long as Medic and Sniper are having fun (sorry Spy)

you know i live for sakura taking care of sasuke and making him happy in the way she wanted to for years in the manga but like frankly i just die more at the thought of sasuke taking care of her

just the image of him sitting at their bedside while she lies there with a heavy fever… changing the cloth on her forehead every time it gets too warm… sponging away the sweat that forms on her face and neck….

or just him setting up a full pot of her favorite tea when he knows she’s on her way back from work…. dishes all washed and maybe even breakfast/lunch/dinner made…. waiting to welcome her back from a much too long shift…. where he just helps her tired self take off her medic coat…. and kisses her forehead…. proud of this hardworking woman he loves so much… and happy that she is home

i love sasuke uchiha taking care of his wife ok. a+++ material


“So. Slow and loving? Or hard and punishing?” 

Bucky blinked up at Clint, his brain struggling to process the words but mostly returning errors. 


“Best friends with the Black Widow, Barnes, you better believe my back rub game is strong.” 

“I just need -” he waved a hand vaguely. The thing, the reboot thing, the thing with the beds rather than the chair and the metal and the - wow. That way lay nightmares, and there was a distinct possibility he’d cry if his sleep was interrupted again. “Sleep,” he managed, vaguely proud that he’d remembered the word. 

“I get that,” Clint said, “I do, but your back is knottier than an escapologist’s wet dream and that does not a good sleep make.” 

“How’d you -?”

“Been watching.” The smile on Clint’s face kind of suggested that he’d’ve kept silent if Bucky were more awake, which was kind of a shame - if Bucky’d been more awake he might’ve had a chance of working out what the hell he meant. 

“Sure?” he asked eventually. He didn’t like asking for things, not unless he knew he could pay them back. 

“Sure,” he said. 

“Slow, then,” Bucky answered finally. “Slow but deep.” His voice dropped a little, half way into sleep already, and Clint’s warm hands soothing through his shirt paused and held, tightening the slightest bit in a stutter of morse code that Bucky was too damned tired to translate. 

“That’s how you like it, huh?” Clint asked, a little hoarse, and Bucky hummed a happy response, lost in the pleasure of Clint’s warm hands. 

Destiel Trope Collection
Day 18 | Medical AU

What’s up Doc | @cbfirestarter
Rating: Explicit
Word Count:  47,097 (WIP)
Tags:  ER Doc, Paramedic Sam and Dean, fluff and angst
SummaryDean has been a critical care paramedic for years now, working on the ambulance with his brother Sam, saving money for Sam’s tuition to Medical School. Dean is working an average night on the rig when he meets the new ER doctor on call. Little does he know that one night with Dr. Blue Eyes would change his life forever.

Dr. Novak | @galaxystiel
Rating: Teen & Up
Word Count: 2,030
Tags:  Hospital!AU, Injured Dean, Flirting, First Meetings
Summary When Sam insists they go ice skating, Dean knows it’s a bad idea, and he turns out to be right. Still, it’s lucky there’s a hot doctor on hand to take care of him.

Grace Anatomy | @envydean
Rating: Explicit
Word Count: 5,372
Tags: Grey’s Anatomy AU, Trauma Surgeon!Dean, Neurosurgeon!Cas, bottom!Dean, Top!Cas, Anal Sex
SummaryThere’s a new doctor at Seattle Grace and Castiel wants to find out who he is. 

My Angel | @thetideseternaltune
Rating: Teen & Up
Word Count: 2,167
Tags: Fluff, Alternate Universe, Nurse!Dean, Slight NSFW
SummarySuddenly, Cas heard the sound of a door opening and footsteps moving closer. They seemed to be approaching his bed and he struggled to open his eyes, wanting to see who had come to visit him. After some difficulty, his brain finally cooperated and his eyes fluttered open, allowing him to see who had entered the room.It was an angel. Castiel was staring at an angel.
Castiel wakes up after surgery to discover he’s being cared for… by an angel.

Sexier Than Doctor Sexy | @almaasi
Rating: Explicit
Word Count: 8,756
Tags:  Doctor Castiel, Bartender Dean, Erectile Dysfunction/Impotence, Prostate Exams, Anal Play, Anal Fingering, Bottom Dean, Doctor Kink, Medical Kink, First Kiss, Fluff, Smut
Summary: Dean goes to see Dr. Castiel about the problem of his recent impotence. Discussion leads to a prostate exam, which Dean enjoys a little too much, rendering Castiel far less professional than he usually strives to be.

Preacher Comfort | @almaasi
Rating: Mature
Word Count: 42,799
: Human AU, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Nurse Dean, Touch-Starved,Priest Castiel, Beekeeper Castiel, Asexual Castiel, Homoromantic Dean, First Kiss, mentions of past child abuse, past self-harm and depression
Summary Dean Winchester works as a nurse at an after-hours medical clinic. He’s a champion at what he does, but for him, professionalism has its pitfalls: good-looking patients make him flustered. Luckily, his fly-by-night infatuation evaporates within minutes, since most patients only swing by once. Castiel (fondly known as Bee Sting Guy around the clinic) is one of those iniquitously handsome fellows – and he keeps coming back. He’s also a Catholic priest, 94% asexual, and in need of the tender love that happens to be Dean’s speciality

Manscaping | @almaasi
Rating: Mature
Word Count: 6,763
Tags: Mild Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Smut, Awkward Boners, First Aid, Unresolved Sexual Tension
Summary: Cas accidentally cut himself while shaving. (Spoiler: He wasn’t shaving his face.) // The two of them had been through Heaven, Hell, Purgatory, and all the worst parts of Earth together, both in the past and future, and somehow, the here-and-now between them involved Dean standing there denying to himself that he was half-hard because Castiel was bleeding in his naughty place.


Villa:  Thank you for everything. You’ve made these past couple months, my move back home -
Rosewood:  Fun?  Exciting?
Villa:  Something like that.

If I say it every week, it’s still true every week: I am very much in utter love with STAR WARS fandom, it’s still filled with such talented and kind authors, there are still so many wonderful stories to read, and there are still some absolutely stellar stories being told here! There is so much to love in the movies and shows, but there’s always something special about a fandom who also really works with that and creates something magical–and that is exactly what SW fandom does every week! 

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Happy late Birthday @acaranna!!!!

Stiles pads into the kitchen, careful not to trip on one of the many dogs that seem to litter the floors. Derek is standing at the stove, the smell of bacon filling the air and sending a growl to Stiles’ stomach. Stiles isn’t the only one who smells the cooking bacon, and it’s no surprise that there is a small group of dogs all of whom are wagging their tales waiting for a piece to “fall” on the floor.

“Smells good,” Stiles says as he closes the space between himself and Derek. He wraps his hands around Derek’s stomach and tucks his nose into Derek’s neck. “But you don’t need to tell me that,” he laughs knowing that there has to be a few more wet noses surrounding them. In true Derek fashion, there is way more bacon being made than can be eaten by the two of them.

“T’s Sunday,” Derek answers, because all the dogs get a piece of bacon in their bowl on Sunday mornings. It’s been tradition for nearly 40 years.

“Don’t forget, the kids are coming over today,” Stiles says as he looks down to the dozen sets of eyes looking at them.

“Yeah, Vivian called while you were still asleep. They’ll be here for lunch,” Derek flips another bunch of bacon onto the plate next to the stove.

“Great, I’ll start doling out medication,” Stiles kisses Derek’s neck again, running his hand through the hair that is still somehow black but thinning at the sides.

“I already took mine,” Derek says.

Stiles pads across the kitchen to the huge amount of medication bottles with lists of names that go along with them. The bowls are brought in from their place in the garage. Stiles makes sure the medications go into the right bowls. Cans of wet dog food get spooned into each bowl and another scoop of dry dog food on top. The bowls are stirred to make sure that the medications get covered so they’ll be eaten.

Derek finishes with the bacon and takes to plate to Stiles’ assembly line. A single piece of bacon is added to each bowl. They both load up on bowls and make their way to the backyard, a pack of old dogs follow them.

One by one they call the dogs by name and they come to where their bowl is set down and dig in. All the dogs have their bowls and Stiles and Derek watch to make sure no one goes in for seconds on someone else’s food.

Stiles’ back is a little achy this morning, he’s expecting it to hurt all day, even if he takes a painkiller. Derek leans over and kisses Stiles’ bald head.

The go back inside once all the bowls are empty and make their own breakfast. Stiles has egg whites and toast, and Derek has a bowl of cereal.  They go around and check on all the dogs, Louis, their oldest resident follows Stiles around like a puppy, and jumps on the couch slowly to cuddle when the tv turns on.

All around the tv mantle are pictures of their family over the years. Their wedding so many years ago, both of them so much younger. The day Vivian was born, Stiles and Derek holding her in the hospital right after their surrogate delivered her. A picture of the three of them in front of the courthouse with the addition of Devin holding a sign that said ‘after 1,697 days in foster care, I’m going home!”. Their daughter’s wedding, and the birth of her kids. Their son’s graduation pictures from law school, and his wedding. There’s even a picture of their first family dog, a stray Vivian picked up on one of her walks home from school. They named him Bart, and he’s the one who started Sunday Bacon.

He’s the reason Derek and Stiles’ home somehow became a home for old dogs.

Slowly, over the years people would leave their dogs with them that they couldn’t take care of, usually old. 40 years and somewhere close to 200 dogs later, they have a facebook following that rivals the Old Friends Senior Dog Sanctuary.

They sit and watch tv, waiting for their kids and grandkids to come over. The grandkids get to exercise the dogs, especially some of the younger ones that show up on their doorstep. It’s a happy existence for sure. After so many years of fight monsters of the week and worrying about the greater good, they finally get to relax. Even if their retirement includes 15 dogs and a tortoise.