#pounding headache

[cyberdrream]

something something i went out and got shitfaced and lost my dorm keys :( and my friends me back home anyway imagine reader and 141 like that

[pastaparade]

just worked such a bad closing shift

[milfwillgrahamsblog]

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[yes-i-am-happyaspie]

Lack of Self-Care by happyaspie

 Part 16 of Sicktember 2021-2023

No Archive Warnings Apply || Rated G || Word Count 2544 || Peter Parker & Tony Stark, migraine, sick Tony Stark

Summary: With Pepper out of the country and a plethora of projects requiring his attention, Tony fails to participate in any kind of self-care. As a result, he’s overcome by a pounding headache. At some point, Peter shows up with a guilt-inducing look of harried concern.

Sicktember 2023 Prompts: 1. Hopelessly Bad at Self-Care Alt. 6. Pounding Headache

[Excerpt Below the Cut]

.... [Tony] sat down and leaned over his desk, wincing as the pain in his head doubled with the new position. Fleetingly, he considered going upstairs and taking a few painkillers. Then FRIDAY notified him of the failed startup attempt leading him to sigh heavily. “Right. So, uh- Go ahead and highlight the origin of the errors and project it onto my main console. I’ll take a look,” he said while firmly pinching the bridge of his nose.

FRIDAY complied, and soon a long string of code was taking up the majority of the large screen that was across the room. He stood up and spanned the distance. Once he got there, he blinked a few times in an attempt to force his eyes to focus on the complexity of the programming language before him. Ultimately, he gave up, dropped down into the chair with an audible ‘oof’, and closed his eyes. “Why don’t you just give me the run-down, Darling? Is it the algorithm or a functionality fault?”

As FRIDAY began to drone on about the roots of the system failures, Tony found himself paying less and less attention. The longer he kept his eyes fastened the more fuzzy his thoughts became. He cracked an eye open to look at his coffee cup. He wasn’t all that surprised when it was empty. Yet, he couldn’t seem to bring himself to get up and refill it. Instead, he held up a hand, a silent request for FRIDAY to temporarily pause her analysis, and placed his aching head down on his desk. ‘Just for a few minutes,’ he told himself. ‘Then I’ll get back to it.’

What felt like a few scant minutes later, Tony was awoken by the swoosh of the sliding glass doors. He didn’t bother looking up. He merely lay there, wondering who it was that had entered his space. There were only so many options. Pepper was in Paris for the week. Rhodey was in D.C. doing God knows what and Peter - “Mr. Stark?”- was apparently walking towards him. He sat up abruptly, sending a shockwave of pain through his head. Automatically, he dug the heels of his hands against his eyelids in an attempt to combat it. By the time he’d cleared his vision, Peter was standing before him with a look of deep concern crossing his face. ...

[fletcherwilbury]

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@sicktember Day 30: Alt Prompt 3: Pounding Headache

Warning for Illness, exhaustion, headache, disorientation, seizure, bruises, medication

[dearmyjimin]

Ashahsgajshs look at my baby

[fraddit]

Anyone willing to do my phonology homework for me?

[thecandidofdoriangray]

Head? Hurts