#Coughing fit

[hetchiew]

Aw sweetie I hope you get some chances to let those sneezes out, maybe you could muffle into a pillow or blanket to ease the anxiety of your flatmates hearing? Either way I hope you don’t feel too awful and I’m sending warmth to ease the discomfort <3

Thank you🥺💖

Contains: muffled sneezing & coughing, snotty sniffles, congested nose blowing, & the sound of my bed creaking

I’m definitely starting to feel worse…

The walls are thin, so my suite mates can probably still hear me—even though I’ve been practically smothering myself with my pillow

But I can’t hold back anymore, so I guess they’re gonna have to deal with it lol

[monards]

[divinekangaroo]

falling - pettiot - Peaky Blinders (TV) [Archive of Our Own]

PART ONE - DAY ONE

Ch 1 | Ch 2 | Ch 3 | Ch 4 | Ch 5 | Ch 6 | Ch 7 | Ch 8 | Ch 9

PART TWO - MONTH ONE (Or Maybe Month Two, Or Three)

Ch 10 | Ch 11 | Ch 12 | Ch 13 | Ch 14 | Ch 15 | Ch 16 | Ch 17 | Ch 18

PART THREE - YEAR ONE (Or So)

Ch 19 | Ch 20 | Ch 21 | Ch 22 | Ch 23 | Ch 24 | Ch 25 | Ch 26 | Ch 27

CODA - ENDLESS

Ch 28 | Ch 29 | Ch 30 | Ch 31 | Ch 32 | Ch 33 | 34 | 35 | 36 |

A Modern AU take on Tommy's immediate return from military service, and the period between his demobilisation and the start of S1.

(Tags shall be progressively updated)

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Tommy Shelby/Lizzie Stark, Tommy Shelby/Freddie Thorne, Arthur Shelby, Polly Grey, Ada Shelby, John Shelby, Johnny Dogs, Various Lees, John Shelby's Children, Mr Zhang, Mai Zhang (S1E1 Red Dust Girl), Sergeant Moss, Esme Lee, Jeremiah Jesus, Danny Whizz-Bang Owen, Vicente Changretta, Matteo (S4 Mafia Lieutenant), Zilpha Lee, Alfie Solomons, Mrs Shelby, Darby Sabini, Charles Strong, Curly, Finn Shelby, Oswald Mosley | Alternative Universe, Modern AU (ish), more tags at the link

[blackrosesandwhump]

Whumpril Day 16: Coughing Fit

CW: illness whump

A gentle spring breeze lifts the curtains at Nathaniel’s open window, bringing with it a faint scent of grass. He tries to take a deep breath. Tries and fails. Instead, the movement starts his cough going again. Just when he thought he might be able to get out of bed. At least his fever broke during the night, leaving in its wake a damp pillowcase and tangled sheets.

His eyes watering, he grabs a clean handkerchief off the side table and wipes his face. His chest no longer feels like it’s about to implode, which means whatever strange power fueling the stone has settled down. For now, that is. He can never escape it.

Another cough racks him, stealing the breath from his lungs. As he doubles over in bed, gasping, he makes a vow to himself.

The moment he can leave his bedroom again, he will find a way to lift the curse, no matter what it takes. And he’ll start in the library.

[givemedamage]

my friend gaveme blue light glasses so i have to start drawing my sona w glasses so he’s more attractive

[crimsonlyinglilly]

Day 12 Weak Pulse

Also Day 16 Coughing Fit and Day 21 “Just hold on.” for whumpril

Still working on the catch up, and so here a collection of several days.

Familiar faces, set Season 3 x 15 of the vampire dairies follow on from CPR

Kol watches his brother and gains several questions however the answers have to wait as Elijah ignores his own health.

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Kol watched as his mother’s protective circle starts to fail, the flames starting to flicker and die down. He looked between mother’s shock and Elijah stiff form, hand held out stretched as he focused on smothering Esther’s power.

Esther’s power as well as the Bennet line, he remembered learning under Ayana, besides her children, that line was powerful, Elijah hadn't had enough power or interest to take part in those lessons back then.

And yet Elijah was countering it on his own even channelling his original body that shouldn’t have been possible without-

Just as he thought it he noticed his brother’s heart beat start to slow from it’s heightened rate, getting to a level that would be normal to a vampire but was wrong from a teenage human under stress.

“Stop!” he ordered appearing beside his brother, one hand reaching out to grab Elijah in an attempt to shake him from his concentration 

“I won’t kill me while I’m linked to you.” Elijah countered but Kol could hear the laboured sound in the words, the way he was leaning into Kol’s hand, uses it to keep him upright.

It may not kill him but Kol was well aware of the permanent damage overuse of magic could cause, so he swallowed, remembered where the echoed sharp stabs of pain he felt during their journey here and with a quick jab from the hand not holding Elijah, slammed a hand into the bruises left from the CPR.

He winced as Elijah let out a choked cry and he heard the surprised grunts from his brothers as they all felt Elijah’s cracked ribs shift and ignoring his discomfort he caught Elijah.

Elijah crumpled into his arms, coughing. His magic vanishing causing mother’s protection to flare back up, he ignored that as well as the sound of Finn’s questions, it seemed mother hadn’t shared with him that Elijah would be part of this spell.

Kol let Nic inform their oldest brother of what mother's true intentions for their current human brother, it seemed Mother hadn't been completely honest with Finn, why he thought she would be this time when she hadn't when she had first killed them all, was beyond Kol.

Instead he spent his attention on Elijah, who was stuck in a coughing fit, struggling to catch his breath, while using his supernatural hearing to make sure his hit hadn't broken the rib and cause it to puncture.

He didn't want to need to take his brother to ER since they had apparently made enemies of al the witches in this town

They shouldn’t have let him come Kol thinks, the moment they realised his injuries they should have made him stay back.

But then when had any of them ever managed to get Elijah to let them go, his stubborn protectiveness was the one thing none of them had ever really tried to break because they all liked having that attention at one point.

And look where it had ended up getting Elijah.

As the coughing fit ended, Elijah slowly regathered his breath to straighten as he returned his glare back at the pair in the circle, stepping away from Kol.

Moments later the protective flames flickered again and Kol had to check that Elijah wasn't trying something before mother started to shout calling to the Bennet ancestors.

It seemed the Salvatore brothers had fulfilled their roles, it was only the fact Kol was still watching Elijah that he caught the flickering of grief in his brother’s face as he also realised what it meant.

Right, because the oldest Bennet witch had trained Elijah in this life, even if Kol was judging what and how much his brother knew, Elijah had called the woman, Grams, and the youngest was a friend of Elijah’s.

It seemed their Mother was as bad as Klaus at ruining Elijah’s new life and bringing death to the people that he grew up with. 

He pulled Elijah back to him, his brother falling easily into him without resistance, Kol would assume he was lightheaded and exhausted from both using to much magic and pushing an injured body.

He discovered Mother and Finn’s escape as he looked up to find the woods empty, other than Klaus watching with concern, but for once Klaus was silent.

He rested one hand on Elijah’s neck to catch the faint beat under the skin and waited as the weak pulse slowly started to strengthen and return to its normal pace. Faster than he was used to from Elijah but this was the new normal for his brother he was going to get used to it.

The self sacrificing hadn’t changed sadly, only growing worse as it had expanding to cover even more people to Kol’s annoyance, he had thought to keep the link between them as something to stop Klaus from daggering him and protect Elijah but if Elijah was willing to use it to risk permanent damage to himself the sooner they were all unlinked the better.

“Can you walk?” he asked, as his mind started pointing out how much smaller Elijah was now, Kol wasn’t unused to being taller than Elijah but this was different, Elijah Gilbert was a growing teenager who hadn’t spent most of his time training under the unforgiving hand of Mikeal or hunting their food.

And now exhausted and in pain, it had stripped away the commanding confident aura Elijah normally had, that made himself the fearsome, merciless 'noble one'. Leaving just Elijah, his brother, and currently the most fragile of his siblings.

“Probably not.” Elijah admitted not looking at him and Kol blinked when he realised the silence from Elijah wasn’t caused by the injuries or the magic overuse but embarrassment.

“Idiot.” Klaus snapped but before Klaus could move towards them, Kol shifted his hold on Elijah and swept him up into his arms while trying to be careful not to jar his ribs, he had done enough damage tonight.

“Wha- Kol- what ar- '' Elijah started to ask looking at him with wide eyed surprised. Kol ignored the louder thoughts that Elijah should have a nosebleed if not more considering how much power he had used, he’d worry about that after they dealt with mother and her plans to kill them.

“Just hold on.” he told him, waiting just long enough for Elijah had followed his instruction before he took off into the woods back to the house Klaus had brought them.

Elijah would be staying with them until the threat of their mother had passed. It wasn’t like Elijah could argue since that was his own rule he had set in place centuries ago.

In the morning once Elijah recovered from this magic overused Kol was teaching him to heal broken bones and getting him to fix those ribs, he was getting tired of the dull echo he could feel through the link.

[tenth-sentence]

He broke off in a fit of coughing.

"DragonLance Chronicles: Dragons of Winter Night" - Margaret Weis and Tracy Hickman

[cynicalone94]

Whumpril 2024 - Day 16

Coughing Fit

Read on AO3 here.

A routine interview turns ugly with a fine misting of white powder. What is the powder and will Jay survive it's effects?

To be continued on Day 22 - Stoicism Breaks

@whumpril

[hetchiew]

would love to hear your symptoms and you whining about how much it sucks to be as sick as you are:( I just want to wrap you in a blanket and cuddle up with you until you feel better

I feel too out of it to edit this, so you get the full audio!😅🤗

Contains: lots of sneezing, whimpering, moaning & groaning, coughing after sneezing, both weak coughing fits & harsh coughing fits, panting & stuttering breaths, whining about how sick I feel (or at least trying too lol—my voice is a wreck), some mentions of mess, congested nose blowing, “oww”

[theonlyoriginalposterever]

I'm the funniest person alive but like only when I'm sick. When I'm sober from ailments I'm like "haha I'm a little jester boy!" And when I'm sick I'm spitting bangers left and right. Kept coughing mid convo with my mother earlier and was like "Lol who died and made this guy king of speech! I'm being silenced by my tonsils am I right!" And then I had a 2 minute coughing fit (retaliation for my truth)

like that gay little blond boy from the demon killing anime but instead of only being strong when he's asleep I'm only funny when I'm about to die like some fucked up evil jester version of yosano from bsd

[ankle-breaker-101]

Someone come pat my back please,

I’m dyinakjdjekajshkdkwjsjs

[obayashi]

the allergies are killing meeeeeee i’m dyingghghhghh

[pandoramoments]

Iroh coughed heavily as he watched his great-grandson gurgle happily, legs waving in the air as his large, golden eyes took in the beginnings of autumn.

They were out in the gardens of Iroh's tea shop, though he had little to do with the running of it these days, and Iroh II was lying on a blanket as he took in the heat of the sun. They had left Princess Izumi in the back room, his granddaughter getting some well needed rest after their journey.

He coughed again, lifting a hand to try and dull the sound, and he found he was unable to catch his breath. The wheezing irritated his lungs, and he coughed again.

Agni, this illness was clinging to him like creeping ivy to an old damp wall. He couldn't shake it.

When he took the time to reflect, he suspected he would never shake it. He looked down at the baby again, regret seeping into his very bones as he acknowledged the fact that this was the end of his last summer.

He sighed heavily, which set off another coughing fit, eyes streaming as his spare hand reached down to grip the blanket underneath him.

He had lived longer than he had expected to, long enough to see the end of the war and to watch the nations start to repair, but he was going to be going from this world, one way or another soon, and he had to consider his next steps.

[dogdaysareover365]

whumpril day 16

I Will Scream Them Loud Tonight

fandom: Onward (2020)

rating: teen

It started with an innocent cough…

@whumpril day sixteen - coughing fit

[bookishzelda]

Whumpril Day 16: Coughing Fit

Finally a story featuring young Link in Ocarina of Time! He’s a precious child who should be protected but alas, here we are. This one is maybe a little squeamish as it takes place in the bottom of the well, so there’s talk of death and gross stuff.

Whumpril Day 16: Coughing Fit

OoT Young Link

CW: Mentions of dead bodies

Link rubbed his arms in a futile attempt to block his skin from the damp and heavy air. The stench of death and rot assaulted his lungs, making his nose sting. Even though the well was Kakariko’s main water source, it was so full of dead bodies and other decaying matter that Link had to wonder how the residents were still doing so well.

Turning a key in the giant lock, Link pushed open a door and was immediately hit with an oppressive wave of decay—the smell of hundreds of bodies resting sealed up for years. He quickly pressed his hat over his face, stepping backward into the larger room, fighting the bile that started to rise.

Once he was far enough away, he removed his hat from his face and breathed in a large gulp of air—which of course was a mistake. The exceedingly damp and stale air assaulted his lungs, making him choke. Link doubled over coughing, hacking until his sides burned. As the fit began to subside, he tried to catch his breath, but he was only rewarded with more mold in his lungs. His eyes watered from the strain. He could feel every muscle in his body contract from the violent spasms.

When finally, finally he was able to clear the toxins from his system, he stood up straight and took a shallow, steadying breath. He let another involuntary shiver run through his body before holding his hat to his mouth again and pressing on toward the door. If Ganondorf thought he would give up that easily, he had another thing coming.

[fanfictasia]

Sicktember Day 23

Coughing Fit

Spoiler: This is an excerpt from The Mushroom Strikes Back

The mission goes well until it doesn’t. They’re pushing the droids back quickly, until they stumble into a group of the mushrooms. The plants are enormous – several feet tall - which makes them harder to avoid when they’re trying to fight here.

Anakin knows it’s about to happen a second before it does; several stray blaster shots hit the mushrooms. A faint cloud of brownish spores floods the air literally right in front of him, and he’s trying to deflect several blaster shots away to protect the clones behind him, so he doesn’t have time to duck away from them in time.

And he promptly inhales a lung-full of them instead.

It makes his nose and throat itch terribly, and he turns sharply away from the mushrooms, coughing.

But it doesn’t seem to help much, and now he can’t stop coughing.

Ugh. Cody warned him about this, and he should’ve been paying a little more attention.

“We need to keep moving,” Anakin coughs, the moment Cody appears at his side, before he can ask if he’s alright. Even if he’s touched the clones are so worried about it.

“Sir,” Cody objects, reproachfully, “The side effects can be serious. Perhaps you should –"

“I’m not leaving you here alone,” he replies, fiercely.

They don’t have any longer to debate it, because the droids are swarming on them again, and Anakin jumps back into the fight, attacking the droids. Though, it’s a lot harder when his lungs are still burning, and he keeps coughing in between deflecting shots. And It's becoming annoying because it’s making him sloppy. The coughing starts to fade a few moments later, but he just… doesn’t feel so good anymore. Like, at all.