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[nithica]

@p00pdev1l

Lady Maria of the Astral Clocktower, Bloodborne: The Old Hunters

[blogficsesp]

I'll be waiting (ch. 4)

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When a wound puts you in the way of your almost ex-husband, the months without talking are over and perhaps it is the opportunity to resume your marriage or end it.

*English is not my first language

*Sorry for medical inaccuracies

Chapter 4

After the exams, you were waiting for Robby. The pain was bearable, but you wanted this to end. You were never good at waiting, and the messages on your phone about work related stuff were ending your patience. You heard a noise and raised your eyes.

“Hey, y/n, how everything is going here? Are we making your visit pleasant?”

You laughed at Dana’s salute. “Yes, of course, the best scores for all of you, especially for you”.

Dana came close, sat on the bed with you, and touched your hand. “It’s good to see you, even in these circumstances”.

You smiled to her, “I hope the next time will be with some wine and dinner.”

She smiled wider, “Of course, but first, have you talk to the police?”

You knew that it was required to talk to the police, the assault to medical personnel was a big problem, and it was important to file a complaint. “Not yet, but the security staff already talk with the police when they came for the dad, I think that they would contact me soon.”

She got up still with a little concern in her eyes. “OK, do you need anything?”

You took a breath and smiled. “Yes, get out of here”.

Both of you laughed. “Soon. See you later”.

While you were waiting, Robby was exiting trauma 2 with Collins by his side.

“I heard y/n is here, is she ok?”

Robby was still anxious but thanked that the staff was worried about you. Heather was now a dear friend, her heart always so big that when she knew about you and Robby, only said “you fit like a glove” and smiled.

“Yes, she is here, probably only a dislocated shoulder. In fact, I’m going to see if the results are ready…”

Robby approached the station and, on a tablet, reviewed your file, the results of the tests were ready, confirming his diagnosis.

“Yes, just the shoulder.”

Collins nodded. “Do you need help?”

Robby smiled. “No, thanks. Perlah could do it with me. Remined me, when the new guys would come?”

Collins knew that welcoming the new students and interns was not the favorite part of the day for Robby, even though he was a good teacher. “In two days”.

Robby started to walk to where Perlah was, still talking to Collins. “Right, well, this was a good case to learn, but whatever, shame on them to not be here now”.

Both laughed and parted ways.

After the reduction, Robby was putting you in a sling. “It would be a little difficult to make your daily activities, but everything will be alright in a couple of weeks, if something doesn’t feel right, call me or come here, we could check it out, ok, sweetheart?”

You were looking at your hand. “I was wondering how I’m going to work with my dominant hand restricted”

Robby looked at you like you were saying odd things. “Work? That’s what worries you?”

You nodded, if there was anything you two were alike in, it was that you both liked your work very much. “Yes, Robby. I need to work”.

“No, you need to rest. I’m sure someone can do your work while you recover.”

You looked at him, a little angry because if someone’s gonna lecture you about proper rest, it will not be Robby, the workaholic.

“We have a lot of work; the social service department is understaffed like everything around here. I cannot put that burden on someone else. You know how it is.”

Silently, Perlah got out, she liked to gossip, but this was an argument that she didn’t want to take part.

“Please, hear your doctor’s advice. If you don’t wanna listen to me, talk to Abbot, or I can bring you Collins or Mohan. They would say the same. I will bring Kiara, you can arrange something. Or I will call Gloria.”

You were surprised, Robby talking willingly to Gloria? Yeah, when the hell freezes.

“Robby, it’s not up to you”.

It was the turn of Robby to look surprised. He took a step back, but didn’t change his argument.

“Look, I know that I don’t have a word about your life anymore, but what you been through it’s not normal and you need to take some time off, please.”

You looked at each other for almost a minute in silence. You knew that he was worried about you, as a doctor and as a co-worker.

“I will talk to Gloria, maybe I could stay at home today and tomorrow, that’s all the time I’m willing to take.”

You committed to that, not giving up another inch. Robby swiped the back of his hand across his forehead.

“Ok, at least take those days off. But really rest, please.”

You half smiled at him. “Yes, of course. But I need to do laundry, cook, you know, the normal things.”

Before his brain had time to think about it, he answered you. “I could bring you something to eat now and later I can bring you dinner.”

Both were surprised by his offer. Dinner? After so many months without talking?

But the love that you still have for Robby was bigger than your fears and doubts.

“Well, in that case, sure. You can bring me dinner and give me a sandwich while my papers are ready.”

Both of you smiled, and there was a gleam in his eyes that you had missed.

He started to walk backwards. “Right, a sandwich is on the way.”

You laughed and waited for him.

You were dressed and ready to go to talk to Gloria. So, you walked to the nurse station to say goodbye to Dana. “I’m going upstairs, just wanna say bye.”

She came close to you and gave you a light hug. “Everything is well between Robby and you? Perlah said that you were fighting.”

You puffed. “We weren’t fighting, it was a little exchange of arguments. Nothing serious. But yes, we are fine. We weren’t on the same page about my rest, but we made a deal, and everything is as well as it can be.”

She laughed at you. “Sure, honey. Oh, and, lo and behold, your husband!”

Behind you, you felt Robby’s presence.

“Well, it was a pleasure talking to you, Dana, as always.”

She laughed while you turned around to see Robby.

“I’m going to talk to Gloria, already talked with my co-workers to organize the activities.”

“Good, let me walk you to the elevator.”

He put his hand on your waist, and while you were walking, every sound of the ED fades away. The only thing that you could feel was the warmth of his hand, his perfume and his voice. When the doors of the elevator opened, you stepped in.

“Thanks, Robby, see you later?”

“Sure, I’ll bring you your favorite pizza.”

And that promise filled you with butterflies. Maybe, just maybe things can change.

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[eviemonroeer]

The Monroe Effect: Snapshot 3- Money Can't Buy You Happiness

Set during Season 1, Episode 23 of ER. Spoilers if you have not watched ER.

Warnings:

WC: 656

ER story belongs to original creators, just adding on my own original charter.

Taglist: @pleasecallmeunhinged, @rainmg, @arigoldsblog, @queenslandlover-93, @hagarsays, @antisocialfiore, and @snowflames-world

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Oh, he was rich rich. 

Like the kind of rich where you have so much money, you’ll never spend it in a lifetime rich.

When Jerry had first said the number, I honestly wanted to throw up. That money would have made all the difference for me and my mom growing up. She wouldn’t have had to work herself to the bone. Maybe she could have gotten tested sooner for cancer. We defiantly would have had more care options. And here I was finding out that my friend was loaded. Absolutely insane. 

“Carter, are you really worth that much?” I asked him on a break, taking a quick bite of my protein bar. We were both sitting on the bench outside the ambulance bay doors, a spot I discovered we talked at a lot. 

“I wouldn’t know. It’s not my money.” He replied, taking a bite of his sandwich. “It’s my family’s money.”

“Same difference.” I scoffed and smiled, playfully rolling my eyes. “You have people paying for everything for you.”

“You know, money doesn’t solve all of your problems.” He said, his chewing becoming slower. 

“Says the guy with money.”

“Okay, yeah. Whatever.” Carter scoffed and walked away, dumping his lunch in the trash can.

I couldn’t shake this feeling that Carter was really bothered by what I said. And with the way he had avoided me the rest of his shift, I was probably right. I needed to get to the bottom of this; find out what was really going on. I found later that night at the desk in curtains, practicing sutures on a pig’s foot.

“That is absolutely disgusting.” I groaned, staring down at the thing from the other side of the window. 

“I’m working on my running technique. Closest thing to human skin. Unless you want to volunteer?” He asking, looking up and giving me a sarcastic smile. 

“No thanks.” I grabbed the ledge and squeezed. “Do you think you could take a break from Babe there and we could talk?” 

He nodded and put down his instruments. He followed me back to the lounge and I grabbed him a cup of coffee, setting it in front of him. “I’m really sorry if I upset you earlier.” I started as I sat across from him. “I really didn’t mean too.”

He sighed. “It’s alright. Not like I haven’t heard it all before.”

“No, it was wrong of me. It’s just really hard to imagine having all those resources at your disposal. You’re really lucky Carter.”

"Yeah, lucky.” He scoffed under his breath. 

“You don’t think so?” 

“I only see my parents about two, maybe three times year, whenever they can stop island hopping long enough to check in. It’s been that way since I was a kid. Ever since my older brother died of leukemia.” He looked down and ran his hands over his pant legs. 

“Carter......I’m so sorry. I-I didn’t know about your brother.

“I don’t talk about it a lot. Guess I learned that from my parents too.” He shook his head and rubbed the back of his neck, a nervous habit I noticed he had. 

“Evie, you got to be raised by a mom who loved you, who took care of you. Someone who was there to support you and root for you during everything. I was raised by a nanny and home schooled until I was twelve. And the only reason my parents started coming back around then was because I started doing well riding horses. It looked good to their big shot friends. So yeah, I don’t have any student loans and I still get a weekly allowance. But trust me, you are the lucky one.”

I nodded slowly before reaching across the table and taking his hand. I squeezed it tight, causing him to look up at me. “Thank you for telling me.”

He nodded back and returned the squeeze. “Thanks for actually listening.” 

[critterishere]

i already sent my support but i the hump anon (despite my immense yaoi) support postal lady and all her quirks

🧹🧹🧹🧹🧹 SHOO TO THAT VAGUE POSTER 🧹🧹🧹🧹🧹🧹

Thank you, The Great Humper..🙏

no clue why this is the thing I chose to draw in response but boom!💥 I Fujoshied your p1 lady liberals! Ha! What are ya going to do now leftists?! (What am I saying😭😭)

[nothing-an-iratze-cant-fix]

I’m sorry, what prev?

[stellewriites]

As Sure As Night Follows Day

read on ao3 here

pairing: bob reynolds x yelena belova

summary: who trusts a shady street doctor they've just met offering out cheap ‘fix all’ drugs? bob did evidently.

it had just seemed like a good idea at the time - or not even a good idea, but at least it was something different from the monotony and dull persisting hurt he dealt with day in and day out. it sounded like it might’ve been just what he needed to finally get better and their promise that it'd make life simpler couldn't have been a bigger draw for him.

aka bob takes a shady substance and turns into a cat. at his most vulnerable, his neighbour yelena reaches out a hand to help.

[aether-link]

His longest line is my favourite 😭

[gojoest]

need his balls in my mouth

[thealogie]

If you take doctor who very seriously as a sociocultural artifact then it’s kind of annoying and upsetting that they are bringing in white blorbo man from the early 2000s right between the first woman and first black person to play the doctor. However, if you are dedicated to taking things silly, it’s really funny that British people have one piece and they’re rolling him out to save their beloved national franchise

[tisorridalamor]

I 100% agree with the prev OP but unfortunately I think they’re missing why HP is still popular in 2025. I think it has less to do with an inherent interest in wizard school (or a desire to “fix” the stories) and more that it’s a MASSIVE prebuilt fandom that has persisted since the early days of the internet that is easy to exist in. Endless fan content and an endless audience to consume any content you put out there.

Divorcing yourself from that means those people still involved in the fandom (IN 2025!!!!) means having to start from scratch and I don’t think they’re willing to do that. It means having to find a new interest that you click with (which won’t have a FRACTION the amount of fanworks or community HP still has) or having to try and build a completely new audience from nothing. I think we all know how impossible it can be for any type of artist doing original content to find interest when it’s not attached to a fandom.

Idk I have no solution but I have a morbid curiosity in the HP fandom phenomenon as someone who read the books as a kid but was never in the fan culture the way most of my IRL queer friends were (every day I’m thankful I was obsessed with JRPGs and click with those fan communities way more than I do with book based communities). I have trans friends and their partners who, while they don’t consume any of the new stuff / play the games / give any money to it anymore, still bring it up from time to time and I’m always like WHY… why does it have this hold over you after all this time. I genuinely don’t understand it but I believe it’s less the stories themselves and more the queer community the old fandom had and people grew up in.

Some of these folks unable to leave are likely a lost cause but all we can do is commit ourselves to seeking out independent art, supporting those who create original things divorced from any fandom context, indulging in a wide array of interests, and creating thriving communities even if they’re smaller in scale. It’s harder but you have to do the work. Trapping yourself in a single fandom or online community like I believe a lot of these people have means loosing everything when it comes time to leave it. I find it sad that there are still folks who can’t escape.

[sweefis-the-dingus]

AHHHHHHH- MY MIND IS SPILT BETWEEN TIMEYURI AND SWAP AU!!!!

HELPPPP—

*falls over and dies*

[ashpkat]

i AM sincerely sorry for whoever’s ask i deleted.if u see this just reblog this whatever you asked

[isdalinarhot]

Do you think Dalinar’s phat ass ever provided a tactical disadvantage in battle when he tried to hide behind a rock to jump out and kill people but people could see the edge of his butt cheek poking out and so his cover was blown

[nalapup]

Ello! My Name is Nala!

previously Degrees of Devilish but I kinda fell off DOL soo here we are.

Im pretty bad at this whole writing thing so to sum things up, i’m just a 21 yr old stoner who simps over a lot of 2D sometimes 3D! characters.

I mainly post reposts of art, fan art, fanfics or random stories usually smutty. I also post a little bit about Sims considering it’s my best art form. is that even an art form?

I have afew OCs (Sims) mainly based in the DOL universe! Click Here (wip) if you’re interested~

That all being said, MDNI THIS BLOG IS NSFW NO MINORS ALLOWED WILL BE BLOCKED UPON DISCOVERY, ageless or minor blogs will be blocked upon discovery.

Uhhhh that’s all i believe? If you sat through all that here’s some headpats and a cookie. 🍪 ❤️ + Love

TRIGGER WARNING - There is some FICTIONAL Twincest here on my blog if you dont like that please have caution I will do my best to make such each of said posts is tagged with said warning.

I also have a blog for my obsessive rambling :p @dumbnalapup

[jackinalex]

I honestly think Jack likes Simple Creatures more than Alex! I wonder if Alex ever replies to Jack’s stories where he is just saying that he’s hot, I can’t even imagine what he would say, thanks man? 😂 And that is making me think, does Jack just scroll through random old photos of Alex when he’s bored and then is just like I need to post this and let everyone know how much I adore this man? He literally posted that baseball photo from months ago in his summer photo dump just to have more Alex photos 😂 anyway, thank you for your Jalex service Jack, it’s much appreciated

Y’all know what I wanna talk about lmfao. I bet Jack does respond to stories saying Alex looks hot. Idk what his deal is with the pictures. The one he posted today is so old? Could be popping up on his memories but idk, man. All I can say is he’s in love. 🥰

Also love the gc recognizing the content is for me

[stonersap]

dawgggg they’ve been there less than two days let them chill and do their own thing they’ve been with each other travelling loads recently, some people are so desperate for some drama like go outside and make friends and then you’ll understand that you don’t have to be around these people 24/7

like ohhhhmy fuckin god