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nerdygirlramblings · 2 months ago

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is it finally happening? 🤷🏻‍♀️

The day you are cleared to return to duty, Adam texts you to come to the admin building, that Price needs to see you. You make your way back, sluggish and insecure. You hate your heats; they are a tangible reminder of your secondary designation. Yes, alphas have their ruts. They too get lost to their designated. But theirs is a drive to take and claim. Yours is, unfortunately, a drive to be taken. Claimed. Owned. And nothing embarrasses you more than the war inside between your desire to be independent, recognized for your own work, and your omega's desire to be possessed.

You're sure this meeting is about the pack. Price himself said you needed to talk about being pack after your heat. It was something you've been thinking about since Ghost's rut and the conversation with your parents, but you desperately need it to be on your terms. You know you want a pack - you've stopped lying to yourself about that - and you know they're open to courting you, at least they were when you first joined. But maybe that's changed? Maybe Price wants to tell you all you'll ever be is their teammate. And the rational part of you embraces that idea, likes being without a pack, appreciates the idea that any pack you might join wouldn't possibly interfere with your work. But your omega is violently making her presence known, snarling in your head, snapping at you when you think it would be better if Price and the others don't want you anymore.

Because she desperately wants them.

You're a little worried that you might have even cried out for Price and Ghost during your heat. Medical would have heard, but they won't say. You were too afraid of what the answer would be, so you didn't even ask when you left this morning.

Adam looks up as you walk over, comfort and concern clear on his face. "How are you doing?" he asks gently. His gaze travels over you, and you know he's cataloging every inch of your haggard appearance. With a frown, he asks, "Are you sure you've been cleared?" Technically, yes, base medical said you could resume your duties but they didn't recommend that you should. At least not for another day or two. This heat was apparently harder on your system than the previous one and the two you'd had at your last post. You know it's because your omega found her pack, and you denied her access to them.

Instead, you paste a smile on your face and wave Adam's well-intentioned concern away. "Yeah, just a bit tired is all. A little kip this afternoon should fix it," you tell him.

His frown is more pronounced, but he doesn't push. "Okay." You hear the skepticism. "They're all in the conference room."

You draw in a quick breath, and you can't keep your voice steady when you say, "Conference room? All?!" You hate how you practically squeak out the last word. Adam nods, and you walk stiffly to the door. When you open it, you're shocked to see Laswell on the screen. How humiliating will this be? It's one thing for them to decide they don't want you and cut off that avenue before it starts. It's another to do it in front of the woman who tasks your missions. How much of a failure will she see you as now? Will she even want your help?

"Ren, thank goodness," Laswell says when she sees you on screen. "We were about to get started, but I needed you here first."

You look at Price, hoping for some guidance about why Laswell would start a conversation about you not becoming their omega without you. The look he gives you in return is one of pure confusion. For the first time since receiving Adam's text, you find yourself unsure of your footing. Adam never said why Price wanted to see you, only that he did. Maybe this isn't about being pack after all.

You slide into the seat next to Gaz, same as last time, and Laswell starts. "First, the plan you and Gaz had, Ren, to snatch bits of info from everyone in Spinner's orbit gave us so much information to sift through we had to bring on extra analysts." You hang your head, ready to be scolded for causing trouble with your hairbrained idea. "But we picked up a number of threads we probably would have otherwise missed," Laswell continues. "That was some great out-of-the-box thinking," she praises.

Next to you, Gaz sits a little straighter and says, "The idea was all Ren, Laswell."

"Then, my thanks, Ren," she says, addressing you directly. "Between the little crumbs we got, and the information about the previous function Spinner attended, we were able to connect several targets to potential illegal activity. Which is why I want you and Gaz to attend the dinner in Waterloo this week. I was able to not only get tickets but put you at a table near enough to Spinner he'll be bound to spot you. Captain Price said he seemed to take an interest in you. I need you to lean into that-"

Ghost lets out a low growl, loud enough to be heard in the room but too quiet for the mic to pick it up. Price clears his throat, and from the corner of your eye, you see Soap reach out and put a hand on the lieutenant's arm. All the while Laswell keeps talking.

"-and see if Spinner is interested enough to reveal anything else. I'll arrange for Adam to take you shopping again."

"An' I need another collar," you blurt. Laswell and the team look at you. "I know 'e's this well-meaning socialite on the surface, but 'e's dark. I can get close to 'im, but I'm not doin' it without a collar." You try to keep the fear from your scent, but you haven't started the blockers again, and you worry it bleeds through the patches you threw on in medical.

Thankfully, Price and Gaz support you. "You didn't see 'ow he was wi' her, Laswell," Gaz says as Price tells you, "We'd never send ya into a situation like that without havin' yer back." You hear the whisper of Ghost's voice add, "We protect wha's ours."

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miumonga · 7 months ago

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07. when they act this way i know, i got em

walking into a production studio, you’re greeted by a cavernous room with high ceilings and the chatter of a bustling camera n’ film crew. a blonde man in a tailored suit stood in the middle of the set, sitting in front of the camera with softboxes and a photographer. you weren’t even sure when you started staring. it wasn’t deliberate— more like your gaze had wandered, found something beautiful, and refused to move. the man made a perfect model. his sharp, symmetrical features radiate an aura of discipline and grace. his intense, almond-shaped eyes, framed by faintly tired shadows, carry a quiet depth. his tall, lean build, that embodies the perfect silhouette for high-fashion modelling.

then it hit you. this was the well-known model: kento nanami. other than the fact that you’ve seen him in magazines and on your twitter timeline, his name sounded so familiar.

nanami lifted his head, his eyes meeting yours. you froze, stomach doing an ungraceful flip. you should’ve looked away. but somehow, you couldn’t. his expression softened, lips parting in a silent question. before he could say anything, a loud holler interrupted the moment.

“what do you mean, another team is here?! this is studio b, our studio, booked for the entire day!” utahime exclaimed in frustration.

“funny, because our confirmation says studio b, same day, same time. maybe check with your admin before accusing us.” a man in suit scoffed, clearly annoyed at her.

“i don’t need to check. i triple-checked with the office last week.”

“well, unless you have a magic booking system, we’re not leaving. we’re shooting for GQ korea.” tension builds as the respective crews begin to notice the conflict. cameras stopped stuttering, crews stopped chattering. you cautiously walked to where the utahime was and stood beside her.

“hime, what’s wrong?” you timidly asked, not wanting to provoke your friend any more than she already is. “what’s wrong is that the studio that we booked is being used by the modelling agency of our stupid management!” she snapped, then turning back to the man. “look, i don’t know who you are, but we have a full day’s shoot planned. our shoot can’t wait, so you can take that nasty attitude of yours and—”

“whoa, whoa, woah! utahime! what’s going on here?” gojo’s voice boomed behind you. “gojo. i do not need you here right now. go meet with toji and the rest of the cast. y/n, please go with him.” utahime gritted teeth at him. she was frustrated and did not need anyone, especially gojo, to interfere with the messy situation.

“sorry about what’s happening, sweets. i know this is your first time on set for a film…” the white-haired man sighed, leading you to the others. “normally this doesn’t happen on set. i swear, it’s a lot less stressful than this.”

“it’s fine! utahime seems really upset right now, so i’m more worried about her than the current situation…”

in front of you sat a tall, lean, and muscular man with a noticeable scar running down the corner of his mouth. toji fushiguro. an actor known for playing in multiple films such as the scream series, breaking bad, resident evil, the john wick series, and many more projects. “whatcha lookin’ at? like what ya see?” he smirked, face smug.

you pursed your lips, trying your best to smile and appear friendly. heavy tension hung in the air as you opened your mouth to say something.

“toji.” gojo’s tone dropped, giving him a bitter smile all while trying to mask an irritated glare.

“it’s nice to meet you! i feel honoured being able to work with you for my first—” “mhm.” oh. so it’s going to be like that? toji’s attitude irked you. his cocky attitude and superiority complex. however, you’ll be working with him on set. as much as you wanted to be petty, purposely causing friction with your colleague wouldn’t do any good. be overly kind for no stupid reason. that’ll annoy him, right? as long as it doesn’t seem obvious that you’re trying to vex him, it wouldn’t be bad for your image. operation piss toji fushiguro off is a go.

while gojo and toji were conversing, you looked back to the set. nanami was on his break, sipping a cup of iced water, and having his make up touched up. his gaze was soft, almost searching, but there was a warmth in it— an unspoken curiosity. he smiled, just a little, the kind of smile that makes you feel like you've known someone for much longer than you have. then suddenly you saw him talk with the make up artist, get up from his seat and start walking. towards you. you.

“excuse me,” he said, his voice calm, but with a hint of amusement. “you’re y/n, yes? y/n l/n?” you nodded, offering a warm smile. “mhm! and you’re kento nanami, right? i’ve seen you on covers and in posts from shoko n’ hime!” he nodded back, returning a gentle smile. however, inside, he was confused. did you not remember him?

“you personally know shoko and utahime?”

“yes!! i love them with my whole heart! we talk often— with yuki tsukumo! you’ve worked with her, right? for a vogue shooting—”

“everyone, we finally have things figured out. there was a double booking according to the front desk.” utahime’s voice boomed. “we’ll be filming and taking our promotion poster photos after GQ korea’s sets are done. for now, please practice your lines for the trailer. we are not leaving today until the trailer has been all completely filmed!”

after the announcement, there was a brief moment of silence between you and nanami, until you broke it. “so… nanami, would you like to give me some tips with posing? since you’re a professional, ya know?” you tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and smiled.

do you really not remember him?

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rblxmaxxing · 15 days ago

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🏙 admins !! .!!!

finally made some proper refs(?( So i can b less inconsistent when i draw themmm.... will be making more for other admins/mods but i jusr wanted to show these 4 first c:

Random little hcs/information yapfest i made abt them below the cut lalala

builderman

- mainly stays in his office more , taking care of paperworks and planning out renovations/locations/etc to further improve robloxia . also Used to do a lot more heavywork back then

- still likes to interact and stay in touch with the communities sometimes, Taking note to any concerns/feedback . Though most of the time this work is handled by john and jane doe now !

- has slight buckteeth That they can hide mosttt of the time (Beave r ) also subconsciously chews on things (typically any woodlike material) to focus / calm down

- can use their tail to lean back / sit since its sturdy enough to support her :D

roblox

- the body they present in is merely a vessel and isnt their true appearance . Said vessel is actually a mass produced helper model that aids in smaller tasks around hq . the only difference itd probably have from the bot models is their shirt color (roblox's blue, bot is a darkish grey)

- was partnered with builderman to help build up robloxia in its earlier stages , but now rarely pops in to interfere

- the bluegrey wires that stem from its back r supposed to be like puppet strings (sort of like a symbolic? design feature idunno? would not actually appear if that makes sense)

- sort of cared more about the clear order and flow of things as opposed to bm's more creative freedom kind of ideals

- face doesnt emote much. its eyes can open and shut but thats it

dusek

- was created alongside a handful of other admins to help keep the growth of robloxia steady and in control As well as improving it in their own ways

- dusek in particular specialized more with magic Creating architecture plans and the like

- their real head is actually just a flame/light of some sort , the dusekkar hat keeping it contained sort of . More flames spill out of their eyesockets to convey stronger emotions

- more info soon Sorry i am slowbraining

shedletsky

- used to go by telamon and was one of the many created to help in robloxias earlier production; Had bigger roles back then but nowadays just helps out in the hq with paperwork esque tasks

- can technically shapeshift to some extent Though there are two specific details that will always stay no matter what form he takes – one is that part of his form will always be a type of bird , and the other is the mark on his face not being able to be hidden

- made 1x1x1x1 a bit before he let go of the identity of telamon , was supposed swap in as a sort of successor before Shit Went Down (more info on this soon its . a wip)

- weird sort of??? cannibal??? (part chicken And eats chicken)

- has gotten a bit rusty in swordfighting now, but still likes to engage in it from time to time

[telamon will have its own little yapfest i Tried to limit it here]

If you got here and read all of that then um . dont perceive me 🦭🦭🦭 combustsinto flames and dies

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sirfluffletin · 10 days ago

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Forsaken Boyfriend Troupes

Jealous control freak

Two Time, They're not jealous nor possessive of you. They acknowledged that you are your own person with plans, interests, ambitions, etc. They're not a master and you’re not their pet, but Spawn would they try to keep you in their clutches and refuse to let go. You are a gift, for them to cherish and protect. You deserve to make those choices too, even if they disagree with what you pick. Although there is a non-zero chance they will go behind your back anyway and nudge things into its proper direction.

John Doe, has a bit of a possessive streak. It typically shows itself during a bout with the defunct code scrambling his brain or the work of the spectre altering their memories, which usually entails him pulling you away from someone standing too close or throwing another person’s hand off you at it's most harmless and at its worst it comes to blows or even lethal interference. He feels rotten after the fact but at least you're still here, you aren't gone... You're not leaving him.

Serial Cheater

Itrapped, is probably polyamorous, the man has an ego, although for the most part, iTrapped is also a gentleman. He'll let you know what he wants out of your relationship, how long he plans to fancy you, and what to expect from him. Until he becomes neglectful of communication, which can and will lead to more than a few heartbreaks. The icy bitch will not feel sorry either, the most you will get is an half-assed apology text or if you're lucky he'll tell you in person through persed lips and trademark cynism.

Incompetent about anything dealing with children, including their own.

Chance, It's not that he is incompetent- no it's that he lacks spine when it comes to children and he's a firm believer of throwing money at your problems. He'd be really sweet and doting but as soon as the water-works come on he's leaving youband that child's life like expired milk. At least until you get it to calm down.

Total Manchild

Noob

Shedletsky, (to begin, I'd like to say this anecdote was inspired by @just-a-joey 's headcanons on telamons and 1x) Telamon prided himself on being the admin that does whatever, whenever they liked as solitary as a rhinoceros horn as free and turbulent as the weather. I am of the firm belief that Shedletsky also embodies the careless childlike nature found in their counterpart. They abandoned one of their only responsibilities, a product of their creation, and play victim when what they neglected seeks retaliation, whether it was in their hands or not. (Shedletsky is a reincarnation of Telamon in my synapses)

Can't be trusted to do anything guy.

Ringmaster

Guest 666

Mr. Job before family

Builderman, His first love is and will always be his work, He loves you to death don't get him wrong- but he is the boss of Roblox, When all goes to shit, when his admin, moderators, world fails. He has to be the one to go out and fix things. In turn, he will not be home to you for days or weeks, but he always will make time for you.

Noli, he is one of those partners who isn’t around a lot. He’s often wholly consumed by voidstar and spends long days, weeks, rarely months, but it happens while traveling and stealing voidstars like Pokémon cards. He needs to focus. He struggles with prioritizing anything over the voidstar, especially when he’s possessed by the crown. This will be a lifelong struggle for Noli, but it is something he’s willing to make an effort towards correcting and making right when he’s in love.

Elliot, he tries not to make it that way...

The Damsel in Distress

Taph, has a lot of insecurity and defensiveness that come from years of mistreatment and forced self-sufficiency, so he has a very short fuse on his social battery, and self-inflicted isolation comes naturally to them. He wouldn't mean to cut you off or distance you but they need their time and sub-space. Make his plate for him during dinner so he doesn't have to deal with the crowded food table, fix his hood and robes for him so he doesn't look ridiculous in public. Just be his support system, God knows he needs one his coping methods are... Unethical.

Emotionally Unavailable

007n7

Guest 1337

1x1x1x1

Jane Doe

#two time x reader #two time forsaken #forsaken #john doe x reader #john doe forsaken #itrapped x reader #itrapped forsaken #chance forsaken #chance x reader #shedletsky x reader #shedletsky forsaken #builderman forsaken #builderman x reader #taph forsaken #taph x reader #forsaken x y/n #forsaken x you #forsaken x reader

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fifty-two-blue · 6 months ago

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Searching...

[A song plays. It's a simple, whistling tune, without a source.]

>You are the source.

[It has no source.]

>The source is here.

[The whistle peters out. The stars are quiet.]

>They are screaming.

>System Response: ERROR 425

>ADMINISTRATOR Response: Cease.

>System Response: Restart Required.

>System Response: Cycling...

>System Response: Restarting...

>System Response: Initializing...

>System Response: 52-Blue Online.

>Query: Memory "[DATE REDACTED]"

>System Response: ERROR 404.

>Try again.

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wackapedia · 19 days ago

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Hospital Barbie 🧰

Dr. John Shen x F admin!reader Word count: 2.2k guess who didnt proofread yes me

When you were assigned to "oBsErVe OpErAtiOns" as part of a vaguely defined Strategic Initiatives role (read: nepotism), no one expects much, least of all, The Pitt's freshest attending, Dr. John Shen, who's too busy keeping patients alive and admins at bay.🥤

Night 1: The elevator takes its time taking you down the lower level floor. Gloria Underwood, the CMO and your direct supervisor, had asked you to observe the emergency department's night shift and take notes. "Don't interfere, don't distract anyone. Just observe, and take notes." Were Gloria's stern instructions. Notes on what? You forgot to ask her. Its too late now though. Admin has clocked out hours ago.

The elevator doors open and you are immediately greeted by the strong smell of saline and disinfectant. You try to stride confidently, staying out of the way as you straighten the "Strategic Initiatives Assistant" badge on your dark blazer, a contrast to your "I 💉 PTMC" shirt underneath. On one hand, you're clutching your notebook, a cold cup of matcha on the other. You approach the central hub to look for an attending.

"Oh my god, we're totally getting shut down." Doctor Parker Ellis notices you walking by. Next to her, Doctor John Shen looks up from the chart. "What?" "She's here! That's the owner's daughter!" Ellis subtly tilts her head to your direction as you introduce yourself to the charge nurse.

John was on the loop with Gloria nagging the day shift about the hospital's satisfaction scores. Robby keeps the groupchat updated as often as he can and Abbot would respond with a thumbs up as soon as he reads it. Looks like its his turn to deal with admin today.

"Actually, not today." John turns away and heads to south when he sees the charge nurse look around for him.

You are offered one of the comfier swivel chairs in the station as you take in the 10pm emergency department war zone of your family's hospital. You were in a good mood, feeling really fortunate to have something to do to help.

"My god, that nepo hire doesnt know what she's doing.." a nurse whispers to John. He chuckles, giving you a quick glance before turning away. "She's smiling like she's watching puppies in a shelter…" he adds, chucking his gloves in the trash.

"Hey. I'm not really sure what's going on, but… you're doing a really good job." You suddenly appear next to Doctor Shen, startling him. "Sorry, what?" He asks, looking confused. "You. All of you. It's kind of amazing. This place is nuts, and you're still here. That's cool." You smile, keeping your hands in your blazer pockets. John blinks. "Oh!" You apologize and introduce yourself. "I'm the Strategic Initiatives Assistant. Gloria sent me here to loiter and write reports about your vibes." You explain. That doesn't make anything clearer for John.

Later in the shift, you return to your perch at the hub. During a lull, a couple of doctors ask you about your suspicious presence. "What, are you gonna write us up for not labeling IV lines fast enough?" Someone asks. "Not at all! I think you guys are very efficient. Its amazing. Great job, thank you for your service." You say sincerely. The nurses side-eye each other.

A few hours past midnight, the entire ED is unsettled with your presence. "Is she still here?" "Maybe she's, like, undercover?" "Do you think she's HR?" "She told me I was doing great. Am I… in trouble?" John tries to calm everyone.

The shift finally wraps up. John did his best to ignore you, even with your odd comments like: "Ooh, nice intubation!" "That was a really smooth IV!" "Your handwriting's actually readable. Iconic." Oh boy. He has a lot to report to the PTMC attendings groupchat.

JACK: "Is that a one time thing or is she observing tonight as well" JACK: "Question"

John huffs. He doesnt want to talk to her but Abbot deserves a heads up since he's taking tonight's shift. So he approaches you.

"Hi, hey uh.. will I see you again tonight-?" John blinks, "That's not what I meant." "I can come back if you want me to!" You laugh, playing along. 'NO! No, I mean, well, my colleague was just checking if are you still observing tonight is all…" John suddenly feels jittery. Shouldn't have had that third cup. "Oh so you won't be here tonight. That's a shame. I guess I'll sit tonight out." You shrug. John pauses. And then asks: "were you flirting with me?" "Ha! You started it!" You laugh. "I- I didn't mean it like that-" He's deadpans, trying not to be flustered.

"Okay fine, I'm flirting because your shoulders are kind of unfair and I think your face is cute when you get annoyed." You answer. He wished you didn't because he might be going into a cardiac arrest right now and he's half-blaming the coffee.

You head back to the administrative floor to hand off the notes you've taken. A gleaming report that concluded in "possible error in data collection and computation of satisfaction ratings" because how can someone be unhappy if they leave the emergency department in one piece?! (Usually)

Emergency Department Night Shift Staff Report

Patient Interactions: Positive! ✨ Responsiveness: Amazing!🤩 Doctor Highlight: Dr. John Shen😍 - composed, efficient, nice hands Notes: • Everyone's doing their best! 👍 • I would trust these people with my life!! 🫰 • One nurse called me 'sweetie.'😘 Loved that. • Did not observe any disorganization.💪 • Maybe a dog mascot would help?🐶

Meanwhile, John also types up his Attendings groupchat report: "She was sitting there. Smiling and being all cute while drinking matcha like it’s a goddamn high school lunch break.”

ROBBY: “And that upset you?” JOHN: “It’s weird. It's unprofessional. It’s distracting. Like, why is she even there?” ROBBY: “Maybe she likes the show. We’re sexy when we’re stressed.” JACK: 👍 ROBBY: “You like her. She's pretty, she's your type." JOHN: ????? ROBBY: “You’ve been talking about her here for the entire duration of your shift. Last week you only said five words to me total. And three of them were ‘need more gauze.’” JOHN: "Would you just get your ass here so I can go home?" ROBBY: "Already rounding the corner, brother😂"

Night 4: You have long abandoned taking notes after your first observation. Gloria didnt have any input on the notes you submitted, probably because she didn't read it in the first place. Of course, no one wants to hear the nepo baby's opinion. You haven't submitted anything since and no one seems to notice. You decide to just enjoy the view, observe the night shift, and watch John Shen.

The doctor in question walks by, and you perk up like a sunflower tracking the sun. John is fast, precise, cool as a cucumber and undeniably good at what he does.

"She's been doodling hearts around your name today…" Doctor Parker walks with him. John sighs and tries to ignore her, until he sees you walking up to him. "Hi, Dr. John!" You smile, like sunshine warming him all over. "oh, hey hospital Barbie…" He tries to keep his neutral expression, making sure his deadpan voice isn't giving away any giddy feelings. You gasp. Oh no, he's ruined it. He's ruined his job and his shot. "Hospital Barbie?! So you think I'm pretty?" You grin, stepping closer. He tries not to panic, pulling a bay curtain between the two of you so John can pretend to look into a patient.

You huff and walk back to the hub, watching the charge nurse pick up the phone. Her expression changes before announcing "guys, MVA inbound, 18 passengers, four confirmed critical."

Yikes. You get up and watch the department buzz to life. Gurneys pulled out, trauma bays restocked, comms explode. "Is there anything I can do to help?" You ask. A nurse glances at you. "Stay out of the way, sweetie." You gulp, feeling like you need to apologize for existing. John sees your reaction and makes his way over to you while putting on fresh gloves. "Hey, you good? There's a social worker on shift. She'll be in the waiting room. Families of the patients are going to start pouring in. You'd be good there." He instructs, firm but calm. You nod, feeling a little lost in his eyes. He quickly makes his way by the entrance as the first of the ambulances roll in.

You split your time between the waiting room and the main floor of the ER. Nurses run here and there, stressed and exhausted, juggling current patients with the MVA patients, making do with the lack of staffing and upstairs beds. It takes hours before it finally calms down. Handing a tissue to one of the families of the victims, you decide to head back to see how things are going.

John's name is already on your lips before you realize you're whispering it. The fluorescent lights buzz overhead, but all you hear is the monitors beeping, tools clanking, nurses exchanging jargon. Then you see him: John Shen inside trauma bay 1, sweat lining his brows as he gives chest compressions to the teen laying motionless on the bed. Blood, sweat, and then silence. A nurse helps the attending down the gurney as he calls the time of death.

A gasp escapes your lips. Even when you're outside the bay, John seems to have heard you. He turns, pulls his gloves and gown off and squeezes some disinfectant before approaching you.

"Hey, you alright? Lets get you some air…" he ushers you out after noticing how you went pale.

It was quiet at the parking lot. John leans on one of the cars parked nearby and sighs. "You weren't supposed to see that." He says, suddenly feeling protective of you. "Why not?" You raise an eyebrow, watching him groan as he sits on the curb after being on his feet for hours. He shrugs. "This hospital has my last name on every wall. And I didn't even know what that meant until tonight. That kid… that kid died-" Your voice cracks. You try again. "There weren't enough nurses. There weren't enough beds. If the board had listened, if we actually fixed things instead of-" John takes your cold hand and gently pulls you to sit next to him. He doesn't say anything, and it makes you feel worse.

"I'm sorry. He was your patient. You lost him. And I'm here spiraling like it happened to me." John gives you a tired smile. "It did happen to you. Just differently." "I'm really sorry. How are you holding up?" You find yourself wanting to run your hands through his soft hair. So you do. John almost moans at the sensation. A few quiet beats almost lulls him to sleep as you continue massaging his scalp. "How do you even come back after this?" You whisper. "Sometimes… we win. We save someone who was never supposed to walk out. And it makes nights like this hurt a little less." He sighs, eyes closed. You take in his beautiful features in the low light. His eyelashes over tired eyes, his skin, his whole being. You spend a minute more in the quiet, just breathing, being next to each other, and being each other's support.

Back inside the emergency department, John slips right back to finish the last leg of his shift. Writing notes. Checking in with the residents. Staying naturally sharp and calm. But now he glances at you more often. He chuckles as he sees you nodding off at the hub, your messy bun lopsided, notebook long forgotten.

You are woken up by the man of your dreams about an hour later. John says your name as he gently shakes you awake. "Hey, come on. Let's get you home."

"You done?" You groan, your sore neck complaining as you sit up. "We both are. Come on, I'll drive you home."

You doesn't say a word. Just follow him to the car, and when he opens the door, you sink into the seat like it's where you're meant to be. You take in the smell of his car, his perfume, his coffee, and something rich and fragrant your brain can't name right now.

"Horizons Tower…" you murmur when he buckles up on the driver's seat. John glances over, brows lifting before he schools his expression into something neutral, polite, and professional. 'Of course she lives there.' He chuckles to himself.

You vaguely remember arriving. Maybe you offered him the pull-out couch. Maybe he was too tired to argue. Maybe you handed him a towel after he asked if he could shower first. Maybe he smiled and rolled his eyes at those cow-print pajamas you meant as a joke before disappearing into the shower.

It’s all a blur.

Hours later, you blink awake. Light is blocked out by your thick curtains. John is next to you, peacefully asleep, one arm tossed across your waist, absolutely hogging the blanket.

You don't move.

"I could get used to this." John mumbles. “Me too.”

You both fall quiet again, wrapped in the hush of the afternoon, the kind of silence that feels earned. Sunlight leaks through the gaps of your blackout curtains in lazy streaks, catching the rise and fall of his chest, warming the space between.

Your eyes flutter closed again. You think about snuggling closer. Maybe saying something stupid. Maybe meaning it. Maybe he feels that way too, after tonight. Your hand begins to drag closer to his when you hear a sudden knock on your door.

Your heart skips. Your eyes snap open.

Your phone had been buzzing on the coffee table. Three missed calls. From your dad.

You slowly glance at the door like it might bite and mutter under your breath: “…Please don’t be him.”

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I loooove John Shen he's my gummybear

I might come up with a part 2 of this where he meets the dad uwu

#john shen x reader #dr. john shen x reader #john shen #Dr. John Shen #the pitt x reader #the pitt #the pitt hbo

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iamespecter · 1 year ago

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TADC OCs: "The Die Quartet"!

"Oh but Ziku, who are these very handsome die?"

Well I'm glad nobody asked, because that would ruin the joke!

The Die Quartet are OCs of mine that I created for TADC, and for what purpose? Well, they're the minds behind show's music!

Hidden just behind a corner or two, or four, These obliviously mischievous and enthusiastic quartet play whatever music they can, one that certainly matches the current "mood" of what the cast is going through. Meet Cuba, Dodeca, Tetra, and Octa, The Amazing Musical Performers, for The Amazing Digital Circus!

LORE AND BOUNDARIES UNDERNEATH THE CUT!

When the Circus was initially created, it was feeling too barren for a place that's meant to be "lively". And so, Caine went and copy-pasted himself four times, while replacing the heads with some die props he found on the floor, retexturing and adjusting their bodies, to fit their new roles.

A little bit of a code rewrite to make them able of producing any sounds all on their own to be musically intertwined, and the quartet was basically ready to go: but there's only one problem.

Caine completely forgot to remove the admin privileges from their code.

So once the four spawned, they immediately began floating around, dancing and creating the main theme for the circus, and did it all perfectly. So Caine decided that as long as they don't interfere with anything major in the circus and did their job as the musical minds behind the show/game's soundtracks, he doesn't really care about fixing this error and would rather let these four run rampant to create more songs.

Ever since then, the Die Quartet has been messing with every circus members, most of the time playing obnoxious music that fits the "current mood". You'll even see their canes dance to the tempo they've set, like some backup dancers.

Think of it like: You now have x4 Caines with dice heads, flying and snooping around, so that they can "improve the mood" with their music! Ain't that swell??

(But really, all they do is just annoy the Circus members just like Caine does, for the better or the worse. Probably the latter.)

Fun facts about the Die Quartet!

Even though they've all been created at the same time and share the features of a die, they do not consider themselves as "brothers", and only see one another as colleagues instead.

Their names are related to the type of their die: Tetra (yellow), Dodeca (purple), Cuba (red), and Octa (green).

Despite being reused assets of Caine himself, they have distinct personalities that separate them from each other: Tetra is more joyful and playful, Dodeca is a more dramatic/theatric and over the top, Cuba is the natural lead and more stern than anybody, and Octa is the more closed off of the gang but willing to provide his best.

Yet, they all still lack awareness of personal space and boundaries just like Caine, and WILL be intrusive towards anyone they set their sights on, with the intent of predicting their mood and setting the current situation perfectly in musical form. (ex. if a character is sneaking, all four will follow "cautiously" behind while one imitates/pulls out a tiny piano playing to the theme of "tip-toeing". You know, like a cartoon gag.)

Although they can perfectly imitate ANY sound or instrument imaginable, They'll still pull out a "physical" instrument if the gag calls for it.

BOUNDARIES!

You can pretty much draw fanart of them! In fact I would REALLY love to see it and I encourage it! Really, just don't claim them as your own, or steal their designs.

NSFW of them is accepted, but please keep in mind that I have an SFW blog. Which means THERE ARE MINORS. Show them to me privately instead, I'd still love to see it <3

While NSFW is accepted (privately), please make it a morally decent one, because I don't really wanna see some disgusting stuff. This pretty much includes: non-con, scat, etc.

Aside from that though, I hope you all enjoyed these four! I really love how they turned out, and would love to draw them more. I was initially hesitant on showing my TADC OCs because I don't think people would like 'em, but fuck it.

My boys, they deserve to be seen even if just by a few people on the internet.

#tadc #the amazing digital circus #tadc oc #ocs #my ocs #oc info #the die quartet #the amazing digital circus oc #tadc original character #pomni #artists on tumblr #digital art #art #my art <3

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still-searching-for-something · 3 months ago

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I want to make it clear. There is one united, sovereign Ukraine.

This is what the Trump admin is marketing as their “peace plan.” In reality, it’s a defeatist, pathetic, weak, and disgusting betrayal of Ukraine and her sovereignty. Handing Putin eastern Ukraine for no other reason than because Putin took it with force is not only illegal under international law according to the Budapest Memorandum where the West guaranteed Ukraine’s security and territorial integrity. It’s also retroactively legitimizing Russia’s settler colonial policies in Crimea and Donetsk and Luhansk.

This is explicitly and directly offering a reward and incentive for Putin to invade, conquer, and rape more and more of Europe. Do you think he will stop with Ukraine? Russian aggression extends to ALL OF EUROPE.

Russia has cyberattacked Estonian, Latvian, and Lithuanian digital infrastructure. Russia occupies much of Georgia. Russia interferes in Finnish and Swedish and Romanian elections. Russia blew up a munitions factory in Czechia. Russia shot down a Dutch civilian airliner flying from Amsterdam to Kuala Lumpur. The Russians poisoned Russian dissidents on British soil, including two British nationals. Russia conducted training for a nuclear bombing of Lisbon… off the coast of Portugal!

To sell out Ukraine is to sell out Europe. All of the EU is threatened by Russian expansionism which will only be *rewarded* by the defeatist vatniks who currently control the U.S. government. Germany was partitioned as punishment for a war they started. This would be partitioning Ukraine for defending themselves in a war they didn’t start. There is only one, undivided, sovereign Ukrainian nation-state.

Stand up for Ukraine!

#ukraine #russia #europe #stop russia #fuck russia #russian war on ukraine #ukraine war #putin #politics #world events #jumblr #world politics #current events #eu #NATO #zelensky

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robo-milky · 1 month ago

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Rules:

1. All players are given an objective card that doubles as a declaration card. The objective card lists who the player must eliminate and protect. The declaration card signals whether if it’s been used or not.

2. At least one player must be eliminated before moving on to the next round. There is time limit set between each round and failure to eliminate anyone in the allotted time will result in the random selection of a loser.

3. Players can eliminate their targets through A. Declaration B. Murder

4. To make a declaration, the player must raise their declaration card and correctly guess who their target is protecting. A declaration can only be made once each round. There are no consequences for a wrong declaration.

5: Players who fail to protect their target will be eliminated with them. This also applies to players eliminated by random selection.

6: The game will end once a winning pair emerges. The conditions for a winning pair is that there are two players left, and one of the players successfully protected their target (Regardless of if the protected had met their conditions of eliminating or protecting). If a winning pair does not emerge when two or less players are left, new players will be brought in until there is a winning pair.

ADMINS ONLY:

1. The real players are: Riddle Rosehearts, Leona Kingscholar, Azul Ashengrotto, Jamil Viper, Vil Schoenheit, and Idia Shroud. The rest of the players will be simulacra.

Revision: Given that the simulacra programmed are too flat, getting killed more easily, permission has been granted to include their real counterparts. The simulacra already killed may be revived once, as a real player.

+ Other real players brought in for the first time, after permission was granted, may be revived once as a simulacrum. Our AI models should be stronger after seeing their reference in action, and may even improve upon their playing style.

+ Simulacra are not to be told apart from real players in the game. All indications of their revival status and player type is for our eyes only.

2. Bodies can only be claimed once a player is eliminated.

+ Real players on the brink of death are still in the game. Any interference, from outside the game, to kill them is a violation.

3. Every player’s targets are randomized and will remain the same after each round. They will only change if the target was killed by random selection, or if a previously eliminated player has been revived and the one they protected is gone.

+ After setting a chain of untimely deaths in Simulation 001 R:1, a limit of how many players can be eliminated per round will be imposed in the real game. A max of 3 players can be eliminated per round. The would be 4th, protecting the third eliminated, will protect a different player still in the game.

* Rules and policies may be revised at any given time

Archives: Set storyline

AU Premise *Includes some more details + Setting

Comic: [1] [2] [3]

[Execution Suit]

Test Runs: Explores different possibilities

New Players: [Cloche]

Deaths: [None yet]

Cards: [None yet]

Contributions:

*Anything from you! Kill who you want, protect who you want, no actual roles set in stone :)

Reasons for bringing:

First Elimination: (Who eliminated you and how? If you were revived)

Observations:

New Players: [None yet]

Photographs: [None yet]

Documents: [None yet]

FAQ 2: [None yet]

Investors:

[Taglist for the AU :) Comment, tags in reblog— just tell me you want to be added in some way]

@apieceoffoliage, @waitlexist, @anonymousplant, @boopshoops, @driftaway27, @agaygothicmushroom, @ceruleancattail, @chaotic-snow, @mooncake24, @91062854-ka

#this is both the in-game rules and master list in one !!#it is open! might have to make the uniform ref but overall it’s pretty symmetrical except for the thigh strap #I did clean up the rules to imagine if it was as they were in the game-#twisted target #twisted wonderland #twst #twst oc #twst au #twst yuu #twst yuusona #twst art #twst fanart #twst yuu oc #twst ocs #twisted wonderland fanart #twisted wonderland angst #ツイステ #ツイステッドワンダーランド

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