wingedwolves
Recent bookmarks
-
Tags
Summary
When Howard and Maria are brought back to life, they find the world has changed.
But they also find something wrong with Tony. In order to rectify the situation, a furious Howard digs up something he once swore never to use.
Series
- Part 1 of Transcendent Souls
-
Tags
Summary
Céline Santos crashes into the Pittsburgh Trauma Medical Center drenched in blood, tears, and red-and-blue lights. Lucky for her, her sister and an old friend from medical school are just the company she needs to help keep the demons chasing after her at bay. As she adjusts to the life she temporarily builds in the Steel City, she eventually finds solace in the experienced arms of a certain night shift Attending in the Emergency Department, who has his fair share of trauma he’s been unpacking in therapy. But, can anything worthwhile actually come to life between them when her days in the city are numbered?
Bookmarked by wingedwolves
02 Jul 2026
-
Summary
Brendon "The Shark" Park and his doe-eyed attorney wife.
- Words:
- 32,052
- Works:
- 5
- Bookmarks:
- 24
Bookmarked by wingedwolves
01 Jul 2026
-
Tags
Summary
If we fight our demons together, baby, they’d never stand a chance.
Jack Abbot was going to jump. He'd planned it out, written the notes, made amends. What he didn't plan for was Haven Russo, the pediatric nurse who followed him to the roof.
Bookmarked by wingedwolves
01 Jul 2026
-
steady hands, heavy heart(against medical advice) by Unfilteredhoney
Fandoms: The Pitt (TV)
01 Jul 2026
Tags
Summary
"I wish I could," he murmurs. “But you kissed me.”
She swallows. His thumb moves, just slightly, against her chin, and she feels it everywhere, feels it in the base of her throat and the pit of her stomach and the backs of her knees, feels it in every place she has been trying not to feel anything for two days, and she looks at him and he looks at her and the desire is right there on the surface of her, visible and undeniable, and she is too tired to hide it.
"I know." Her voice comes out very quiet but she’s holding his gaze. "I know I did. And I wish—I wish I could tell you I wouldn't do it again." A beat. "That’s always been the whole problem.”
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 171,561
- Chapters:
- 24/?
- Comments:
- 137
- Kudos:
- 465
- Bookmarks:
- 139
- Hits:
- 19,639
Bookmarked by wingedwolves
30 Jun 2026
Bookmarker's Notes
"That wasn't fair." It comes out before she's decided to say it, low and a little unsteady, and she doesn't take it back. "You looking at me like that. In there." She is looking straight ahead at the concrete wall. "That wasn't fair."
The stairwell is very quiet.
"What about the way you looked at me?" he finally says. There's something in his voice she hasn't heard before; not quite anger, not quite disbelief, something with an edge to it. "You just looked at me like that and said all of what you said and I was supposed to—" He stops and breathes. "What was I supposed to do with that?"
"I know what I said."
"It was—"
"I know, okay."
"Kendrick."
"It wasn't a one-time thing," she says, looking right at him. "That's the difference. You looked at me like that once, in there, and you didn't mean to. I've been looking at you like that for a year and a half."
---
There is a theory in astrophysics that every atom in the human body was forged in the core of a dying star. Carbon, nitrogen, oxygen; all produced in stellar nucleosynthesis, scattered by supernovae, reconstituted by gravity into new arrangements over billions of years. The implication, taken to its conclusion, is that two people are not separate material. They are rearrangements of the same source. And the pull between them is not sentiment or attraction. It's matter behaving according to its own history.
----
"I want to be clear about something," he says finally, and his voice has gone very quiet and very precise and she pays attention to every word. "I am not okay with this. I am not going to become okay with this. I'm going to think about it every time I look at you until you tell me who it was and I'm going to be angry about it for a long time regardless of what you tell me tonight or tomorrow or any other time." He holds her gaze. "But I'm going to respect that you're asking me to leave it alone. Because you're asking me to. Because I trust you." His jaw is very tight. "Even though it is one of the harder things I've done recently.""I know," she says. "Thank you."
"Don't." He says it quickly. "Don't thank me for that."
---
You think I planned it." He says it slowly, like he's tasting how absurd it is. "You think I stood in a pharmacy aisle, like an absolute skeeve, going — yes, the ginger ale, this is what will get me between her legs again—""I think that's precisely what you did."
"Right, and then the saltines, obviously, women love a man who respects their nausea. And the fever reducer — that's just foreplay. The thermometer's basically a love letter." He shakes his head. "Nothing says take me to bed like correctly dosed antiemetics, Sloane, you've cracked the whole code."
"So you admit it."
"I admit I thought you might be dying, you lunatic." But the grin's arriving now, the disbelief tipping all the way into delight. "I was worried. And you've been standing there, what, ten minutes — writing pornography in your head, while I alphabetized your cough syrup like a model citizen."
"You made it easy. You were organizing things."
"I —" He shakes his head. "No. I will not be prosecuted for organizing. I'm a tidy person. That's a virtue. You can't take a man's one virtue and turn it into a sex crime—"