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Fractured Moments, Charles and Erik x Reader, seizures

Heyyy, so its been a few years. Sorry about that. This is my first proper fanfic, any and all constructive criticism, spelling/grammar fixes welcome. Please note I wrote this at 1am and its not proof read. Trigger warning for seizures, blood and other bodily fluids, as well as struggling to breathe. vaguely semi based on my own experiences with seizures

Also I don't normally write - but there's a severe lack of x reader being comforted through a seizure ( tho this ended up more angsty then intended) and I use x readers to cope with stuff..... so here we are lol.

Please do not share my work to other sites or claim it as your own. thank you.

Word count: 1934

Late in the evening the Xavier mansion hallways were still. Moria and most of the others had retired for the evening, stiff and sore from the days training – but knowing there was more to come tomorrow.

Charles and Erik however, could not sleep. Instead, they found themselves in front of a warm fire engrossed in a game of chess disusing their views on how the world will see them after they reveal themselves in the coming days.  You couldn’t sleep either, not from a lack of trying, but worry consumed you. How would all this end? Would humans truly accept you? So you found yourself seated on the couch watching the game unfold – so far it looked like a draw.

You had been feeling off most of the day, but you couldn’t quite explain how you felt, so you simply chalked it up to the training sessions. Before Charles had found you, like others, you kept your mutation hidden but late at night you would venture out into the forest behind your house to practice control – something you were grateful for now.  The strange feeling grew, making you almost dizzy and your heart started pounding, still trying to brush it off as exhaustion you stood wanting to head to bed to see if you could finally sleep.

You made it about all of three steps, then you went down.</p>

The sound of a body hitting the floor alerted the men, and their hearts sank. There you lay on the floor back rigid and convulsing violently.

“Y/N!” Charles exclaimed.

Jumping to his feet. his mind instantly reaching out to yours to see if he could get a better understanding of what was going on, but aside from the occasional flicker of awareness from you, he got nothing but indecipherable chaos. He raced over to you, Erik not far behind, their chess game forgotten. And the hushed discussion replaced with the sounds akin to choking – you weren’t getting enough air.

“Get them on their side” Erik said as calmly and firmly as he could muster.

As the men began to turn you over, they noticed it wasn’t just the seizure they needed to worry about, as you fell you hit your head on the side of a coffee table, opening a nasty gash on the side of your head, blood spilling consistently from it, painting the floor and side of your face red.

“shit”

Charles quickly grabbed the handkerchief out of his pocket and tried to stem the bleeding while also trying to keep you from causing further harm to your head. He could feel the warmth of your blood, he tried not to think about it. The flickers of awareness Charles picked up on were ones of fear and uncertainly and the overwhelming urge to breathe, but your body wouldn’t obey your command.

“you’re alright. we’ve got you. its all going to be ok. come on love, breath for us,” Charles softly said to you, unsure if you could fully hear him.

“can’t you put a stop to this” Erik almost snapped, his façade of calmness cracking slightly.

“This is out of my control I’m afraid,”

You could vaguely hear the men, but it sounded almost like you were under water. you could feel the painful rigidness of your back and the convulsing of your muscles but you kept slipping in and out. Unable to fully anchor yourself, you think you are able to feel Charles in your head aswell, but are uncertain.

“This is going on for too long Charles, dammit they need to breath” Erik said putting his hand on your shoulder trying to keep you on your side without restraining you.  Erik, usually so composed, his façade slipping further leaving the man visibly stricken.

“I agree, but there is not much we can….” Charles trailed off, paling noticing your struggle for breath had changed from concerning to down right frightening, he tried to angle your head to try and open your air ways but the muscles in your neck were unmovable. Your lips starting to form a bluish tint

“Come on Y/N breath” Erik all but whispered.

Charles tried your mind again, willing his powers to aid in any way, to find the cause and put a stop to all this, but to no avail, all he was met with was chaos and static.

“Breath dammit, come on,” Erik said harshly his worry hidden behind anger.

Charles closed his eyes trying in anyway he could to try and find a way around the wall of static in your mind.

A gurling chocking noise started

“CHARLES!” Erik yelled, Charles’s eyes snapping open.

A white foamy liquid now spilling from your mouth.

“Their aspirating” Charles said an urgency to his voice that wasn’t there before

“What do we do,” Erik asked Charles, looking to him for guidance.

“I don’t… I don’t know,” he man looked lost

“Dammit Charles!”

The seconds ticked but they felt like hours “come on, you’re going to be ok, you’re stronger than this, come on breath,” Eriks jaw clenched. Your body continued to seize beneath his palm. He willed his powers to stay in check.

“You need to take deep breaths. We’re here. You’re safe. It’s almost over.” Charles tried again.

Reaching out again telepathically, Charles found a crack amongst the static “ There I’ve got you!”

“Charles?”

“Hush! I’ve only just…” he said pained, “Clear their month,” Erik did so quickly. Charles working his way through the crack, he willed you to breath, tried to calm you. His voice was a soothing whisper amidst the chaos. “its going to be ok, we have you,”

The chocking noise stopped and then a gasp erupted from you, sucking in needed air. Each moment felt like an eternity to the young men. Your convulsions starting to subside but they willed them to stop completely. The blue tinge to your lips slowly reseeding.

“ That’s it love, come back to us” Charles whispered.

The blood, the sounds, the movements. It was something both men wished they would ever have to experience again.

As the seizure gradually began to subside, Charles guided your thoughts with intense focus, his mental presence a gentle anchor. He could feel your breathing starting to normalize, though it was still ragged. Charles worked tirelessly, willing your lungs to find a rhythm.

“You’re doing great. Just a little longer.” Charles urged softly.

The convulsions, at last finally came to an end, the men looked to each other shoulders dropping slightly. Hoping the worst was over.

“Y/N? can you hear me?” Erik asked softy eyes locked in to your face, watching for any small sign.

“They may need a second Erik,”

A noise of painful recognition came from the back of your throat, your body and lungs ached. And the feelings of fear remained.  Erik moved his hand from your shoulder to up and down your arm trying to provide comfort  “can you open your eyes for us?”

You managed to open your eyes slightly, though you felt more drained then you could ever imagine. As you began to regain full awareness, your gaze was disoriented but eventually focused on Charles and Erik. The relief in their eyes was palpable, and a faint, shaky smile graced their lips.

“Their they are,” Erik said.

“Erik, may you please fetch a needle and suture thread as well as stuff to clean the wound from the lavatory down the hall,” Charles asked pointing with his head the direction the other man needed to go. blood had soaked through the handkerchief and was dripping onto the floor. Erik not wanting to leave your slide but knowing it was needed hesitantly but quicky left to retrieve said items, returning swiftly to your side. “Thank you, my friend,”

“I can do it, I’ve done it before,” Erik spoke, leaving no room for argument. Charles nodded and Erik quickly took over Charles spot, resting your head against his thigh. “I’m sorry this may sting a bit, you’ve gotten a nasty cut on your head and we need to close it up,”

Charles now it the spot Erik once inhabited hand interlocked with yours spoke “I can dull their pain receptors,” Erik nodded “are you ready? If you feel anything too painful squeeze my hand, I can’t fully stop you from feeling it, but I can do what I can,” a sound of acknowledgement came from you and Charles nodded to Erik.

Erik’s hands were steady but his eyes were filled with worry, first he disinfected to wound then he began meticulously stitching the wound up. It was small but it was deep – no wonder it bleed to so much. “There all done,” Erik said as he cut the thread “How are you feeling Y/N?”

“Drained and really sore,” you spoke in a weak whispered voice. A headache pounding behind your eyes.

“Has this ever happened before?” Charles asked gently, you shook your head no “Ok, How about we get you set up in one of the main bedrooms The rooms are big enough that there is also a seating area, that way Erik and I can keep an eye on you,” but it wasn’t a question. The men nodded to each other and Erik lifted you up gently carrying you bridal style.  and letting Charles guide him through the maze that was the Xavier mansion. He glanced at Charles, their shared concern unspoken but deeply felt.

Charles opened the door and pulled the covers back on the bed. The room was filled with a heavy silence as Erik carried you to the bed with a tender care and layed you down. Charles noticed that you still had blood on your face and went to the ensuite and retrieved a wet wash cloth and began wiping away the blood. “Hey,” Charles said softly, brushing a hand across your cheek. “You did great. Just rest now."

“go to sleep, we are here if anything happens, we can speak about this in the morning,”

you nodded gratefully to the pair “Thank you,”

“don’t mention it, you’re safe now and we are right here if anything happens,” Erik said his façade slowly rebuilding. “We’re here. You’re safe,” he said, his voice surprisingly gentle despite the storm of emotions within him.

As your eyes closed and breathing deepened, Charles and Erik exchanged a look of deep relief. “They’ll be ok,” Charles whispered to Erik, his voice thick with emotion. Erik nodded, his expression a mix of relief and residual concern.

Erik went and sat on one of the available chairs in the room, his eyes never leaving the steady rise and fall of your chest. Charles came and joined him “what caused this?” he whispered

“I’m afraid I don’t know,” Charles spoke sounding almost numb. A stillness and a silence fell upon the room.  For a long while, the two of them remained in that quiet space. The only sound being your breathes both men transfixed on that sound.  Charles’s mind still tethered to yours, hoping maybe, that if that starts to happen again tonight, he can try and stop it before it fully consumes you like it did earlier. He also send you waves of calm trying to ensure you slept peacefully.

“We did everything we could,” Charles murmured, breaking the still silence his voice thick with emotion.

Erik nodded, his gaze still fixed on you. “Yes, we did,” he said softly. “I just wish there was more we could do.”

The two men sat together in quiet vigil, hoping, praying that you never have to go through that again.

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Fractured Moments, Charles and Erik x Reader, seizures

Heyyy, so its been a few years. Sorry about that. This is my first proper fanfic, any and all constructive criticism, spelling/grammar fixes welcome. Please note I wrote this at 1am and its not proof read. Trigger warning for seizures, blood and other bodily fluids, as well as struggling to breathe. vaguely semi based on my own experiences with seizures

Also I don't normally write - but there's a severe lack of x reader being comforted through a seizure ( tho this ended up more angsty then intended) and I use x readers to cope with stuff..... so here we are lol.

Please do not share my work to other sites or claim it as your own. thank you.

Word count: 1934

Late in the evening the Xavier mansion hallways were still. Moria and most of the others had retired for the evening, stiff and sore from the days training – but knowing there was more to come tomorrow.

Charles and Erik however, could not sleep. Instead, they found themselves in front of a warm fire engrossed in a game of chess disusing their views on how the world will see them after they reveal themselves in the coming days.  You couldn’t sleep either, not from a lack of trying, but worry consumed you. How would all this end? Would humans truly accept you? So you found yourself seated on the couch watching the game unfold – so far it looked like a draw.

You had been feeling off most of the day, but you couldn’t quite explain how you felt, so you simply chalked it up to the training sessions. Before Charles had found you, like others, you kept your mutation hidden but late at night you would venture out into the forest behind your house to practice control – something you were grateful for now.  The strange feeling grew, making you almost dizzy and your heart started pounding, still trying to brush it off as exhaustion you stood wanting to head to bed to see if you could finally sleep.

You made it about all of three steps, then you went down.

The sound of a body hitting the floor alerted the men, and their hearts sank. There you lay on the floor back rigid and convulsing violently.

“Y/N!” Charles exclaimed.

Jumping to his feet. his mind instantly reaching out to yours to see if he could get a better understanding of what was going on, but aside from the occasional flicker of awareness from you, he got nothing but indecipherable chaos. He raced over to you, Erik not far behind, their chess game forgotten. And the hushed discussion replaced with the sounds akin to choking – you weren’t getting enough air.

“Get them on their side” Erik said as calmly and firmly as he could muster.

As the men began to turn you over, they noticed it wasn’t just the seizure they needed to worry about, as you fell you hit your head on the side of a coffee table, opening a nasty gash on the side of your head, blood spilling consistently from it, painting the floor and side of your face red.

“shit”

Charles quickly grabbed the handkerchief out of his pocket and tried to stem the bleeding while also trying to keep you from causing further harm to your head. He could feel the warmth of your blood, he tried not to think about it. The flickers of awareness Charles picked up on were ones of fear and uncertainly and the overwhelming urge to breathe, but your body wouldn’t obey your command.

“you’re alright. we’ve got you. its all going to be ok. come on love, breath for us,” Charles softly said to you, unsure if you could fully hear him.

“can’t you put a stop to this” Erik almost snapped, his façade of calmness cracking slightly.

“This is out of my control I’m afraid,”

You could vaguely hear the men, but it sounded almost like you were under water. you could feel the painful rigidness of your back and the convulsing of your muscles but you kept slipping in and out. Unable to fully anchor yourself, you think you are able to feel Charles in your head aswell, but are uncertain.

“This is going on for too long Charles, dammit they need to breath” Erik said putting his hand on your shoulder trying to keep you on your side without restraining you.  Erik, usually so composed, his façade slipping further leaving the man visibly stricken.

“I agree, but there is not much we can….” Charles trailed off, paling noticing your struggle for breath had changed from concerning to down right frightening, he tried to angle your head to try and open your air ways but the muscles in your neck were unmovable. Your lips starting to form a bluish tint

“Come on Y/N breath” Erik all but whispered.

Charles tried your mind again, willing his powers to aid in any way, to find the cause and put a stop to all this, but to no avail, all he was met with was chaos and static.

“Breath dammit, come on,” Erik said harshly his worry hidden behind anger.

Charles closed his eyes trying in anyway he could to try and find a way around the wall of static in your mind.

A gurling chocking noise started

“CHARLES!” Erik yelled, Charles’s eyes snapping open.

A white foamy liquid now spilling from your mouth.

“Their aspirating” Charles said an urgency to his voice that wasn’t there before

“What do we do,” Erik asked Charles, looking to him for guidance.

“I don’t… I don’t know,” he man looked lost

“Dammit Charles!”

The seconds ticked but they felt like hours “come on, you’re going to be ok, you’re stronger than this, come on breath,” Eriks jaw clenched. Your body continued to seize beneath his palm. He willed his powers to stay in check.

“You need to take deep breaths. We’re here. You’re safe. It’s almost over.” Charles tried again.

Reaching out again telepathically, Charles found a crack amongst the static “ There I’ve got you!”

“Charles?”

“Hush! I’ve only just…” he said pained, “Clear their month,” Erik did so quickly. Charles working his way through the crack, he willed you to breath, tried to calm you. His voice was a soothing whisper amidst the chaos. “its going to be ok, we have you,”

The chocking noise stopped and then a gasp erupted from you, sucking in needed air. Each moment felt like an eternity to the young men. Your convulsions starting to subside but they willed them to stop completely. The blue tinge to your lips slowly reseeding.

“ That’s it love, come back to us” Charles whispered.

The blood, the sounds, the movements. It was something both men wished they would ever have to experience again.

As the seizure gradually began to subside, Charles guided your thoughts with intense focus, his mental presence a gentle anchor. He could feel your breathing starting to normalize, though it was still ragged. Charles worked tirelessly, willing your lungs to find a rhythm.

“You’re doing great. Just a little longer.” Charles urged softly.

The convulsions, at last finally came to an end, the men looked to each other shoulders dropping slightly. Hoping the worst was over.

“Y/N? can you hear me?” Erik asked softy eyes locked in to your face, watching for any small sign.

“They may need a second Erik,”

A noise of painful recognition came from the back of your throat, your body and lungs ached. And the feelings of fear remained.  Erik moved his hand from your shoulder to up and down your arm trying to provide comfort  “can you open your eyes for us?”

You managed to open your eyes slightly, though you felt more drained then you could ever imagine. As you began to regain full awareness, your gaze was disoriented but eventually focused on Charles and Erik. The relief in their eyes was palpable, and a faint, shaky smile graced their lips.

“Their they are,” Erik said.

“Erik, may you please fetch a needle and suture thread as well as stuff to clean the wound from the lavatory down the hall,” Charles asked pointing with his head the direction the other man needed to go. blood had soaked through the handkerchief and was dripping onto the floor. Erik not wanting to leave your slide but knowing it was needed hesitantly but quicky left to retrieve said items, returning swiftly to your side. “Thank you, my friend,”

“I can do it, I’ve done it before,” Erik spoke, leaving no room for argument. Charles nodded and Erik quickly took over Charles spot, resting your head against his thigh. “I’m sorry this may sting a bit, you’ve gotten a nasty cut on your head and we need to close it up,”

Charles now it the spot Erik once inhabited hand interlocked with yours spoke “I can dull their pain receptors,” Erik nodded “are you ready? If you feel anything too painful squeeze my hand, I can’t fully stop you from feeling it, but I can do what I can,” a sound of acknowledgement came from you and Charles nodded to Erik.

Erik’s hands were steady but his eyes were filled with worry, first he disinfected to wound then he began meticulously stitching the wound up. It was small but it was deep – no wonder it bleed to so much. “There all done,” Erik said as he cut the thread “How are you feeling Y/N?”

“Drained and really sore,” you spoke in a weak whispered voice. A headache pounding behind your eyes.

“Has this ever happened before?” Charles asked gently, you shook your head no “Ok, How about we get you set up in one of the main bedrooms The rooms are big enough that there is also a seating area, that way Erik and I can keep an eye on you,” but it wasn’t a question. The men nodded to each other and Erik lifted you up gently carrying you bridal style.  and letting Charles guide him through the maze that was the Xavier mansion. He glanced at Charles, their shared concern unspoken but deeply felt.

Charles opened the door and pulled the covers back on the bed. The room was filled with a heavy silence as Erik carried you to the bed with a tender care and layed you down. Charles noticed that you still had blood on your face and went to the ensuite and retrieved a wet wash cloth and began wiping away the blood. “Hey,” Charles said softly, brushing a hand across your cheek. “You did great. Just rest now."

“go to sleep, we are here if anything happens, we can speak about this in the morning,”

you nodded gratefully to the pair “Thank you,”

“don’t mention it, you’re safe now and we are right here if anything happens,” Erik said his façade slowly rebuilding. “We’re here. You’re safe,” he said, his voice surprisingly gentle despite the storm of emotions within him.

As your eyes closed and breathing deepened, Charles and Erik exchanged a look of deep relief. “They’ll be ok,” Charles whispered to Erik, his voice thick with emotion. Erik nodded, his expression a mix of relief and residual concern.

Erik went and sat on one of the available chairs in the room, his eyes never leaving the steady rise and fall of your chest. Charles came and joined him “what caused this?” he whispered

“I’m afraid I don’t know,” Charles spoke sounding almost numb. A stillness and a silence fell upon the room.  For a long while, the two of them remained in that quiet space. The only sound being your breathes both men transfixed on that sound.  Charles’s mind still tethered to yours, hoping maybe, that if that starts to happen again tonight, he can try and stop it before it fully consumes you like it did earlier. He also send you waves of calm trying to ensure you slept peacefully.

“We did everything we could,” Charles murmured, breaking the still silence his voice thick with emotion.

Erik nodded, his gaze still fixed on you. “Yes, we did,” he said softly. “I just wish there was more we could do.”

The two men sat together in quiet vigil, hoping, praying that you never have to go through that again.

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I need help finding a fic! A bad batch fic

I dont remember much,

But basically omega is hurt or something and tech ( I believe) is examining her and it's revealed that omega was used for medical experiments and such. Tech hides his emotions in front of omega but leaves the Marauder and punches a tree and loses it to the point he breaks his armour and his hand and the others have to calm him down

Any help would be much appreciated. I've been looking for this fic for days!!!!!!!!

Thank you :))

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Hey, I'm going to write a fanfic.

I don't know when it would be posted, but I'm working on it. It will be a mando x reader fic if all goes to plan.

Also I'm looking for a kind beta reader, if you are interested please let me know. I found out this year that I have dyslexia, so before you put your self forward please understand that my writing can be a bit of a mess because of that. Thank you so much.

Update: I now have a beta reader

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