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SRRY i’ve been having dishonored brainrot so if i’m not here, find me at @hauntscreation

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on that note i don’t think he’d ever do crack, but i’m 100% serious when i say medic has messed with speed before. never developed a dependency, mind you, but sometimes, when he felt he needed to stave off sleep for whatever reason, would seek some out and use as he deemed fit

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smoke with me

     You are a responsible adult, Dell.

“ Yeah, okay. ”

   “ now that’s the spirit, liebling ! ”

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idc how much of a top your muse is, medic will top them.

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the whole baboon thing completely takes me out, like... medic is a baboon dad now

look at him

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   ❝   the healing is not as rewarding as the hurting !        ━━ as written by jo.  //  personal blogs DO NOT REBLOG !!!!

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  “ oh,  this ? ”   within his hands a box is held, white polystyrene with a dark red tint providing an ominous shadow :  ‘twas quite obvious what was inside to anyone vaguely familiar with the red medic.  despite this somewhat unsettling item between them, a smile graced his features, excitement dancing within eyes.  with a loud thud, medic placed the box upon the table near them, carefully undoing the light yellow lid in order not to damage it too much  ( it’s detrimental to organs if you can’t store them right !! )   ——  revealing the heart of a human being, albeit  ...  odd.

   “ this is a discovery i made about one of the deceased i had the privilege of... operating on, ”  despite the grim subject matter, his enthusiasm was genuine.  the heart was pristine on the outside :  its features were in perfect condition, until the incision was revealed, parting the heart in two. a large portion of the atrioventricular septum proved itself missing, small holes left between the muscle tissue. fingers handled the organ with a tenderness remarkable for such a vulgar man.  this clearly meant something to him, and he was eager to share with anyone willing to listen.  “ it wasn’t listed in his file, so i presume he never knew. it could even have been part of his demise !  ahah    ——  wunderbar ! ”

@contractcd​ + sc. 

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gonna be on @isaugu tonight as well!

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ludwig's extensive history of loneliness has led him to pour all of his love and care into the doves he owns, spending most of his free time on caring for them / playing with them / holding or cuddling with them ... he's gotten extraordinarily attached to them and will absolutely protect them with his life, going so far as to prioritize their health and safety over his own

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𝟑, 𝟒, 𝟓   ♡   𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒

𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄

“  let’s go home.  ” “  um,  excuse me?  ” “  you broke it.  ” “  need a hand?  ” “  please,  help me.  ” “  i missed you.  ” “  i’m not sorry.  ” “  tell the truth.  ” “  what happened here?  ” “  got a minute?  ” “  life’s a bitch.  ” “  you’ve done enough.  ” “  i’m still learning.  ” “  don’t touch me.  ” “  was that you?  ” “  there’s no god.  ” “  you deserve better.  ” “  you’re a saint.  ” “  you are enough.  ” “  maybe you’re right.  ” “  this will pass.  ” “  you complete me.  ” “  you got this.  ”

𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑

“  don’t be so dramatic.  ” “  no guts,  no glory.  ” “  i’m calling for help.  ” “  run away with me.  ” “  it’s always been you.  ” “  some things take time.  ” “  you’re being awfully quiet.  ” “  please don’t hurt me.  ” “  snap out of it.  ” “  did you miss me?  ” “  how do i look?  ” “  i wanna get better.  ” “  whatever floats your boat.  ” “  i’ll love you always.  ” “  what are you waiting for?  ” “  at least i tried.  ” “  give me a kiss.  ” “  what’s the fucking point?  ” “  god,  i love you.  ” “  i’m doing my best.  ” “  i waited for you.  ” “  you woke me up.  ” “  stay with me tonight.  ”

𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄

“  you can’t keep doing this.  ” “  i think i love you  …  ” “  you make me feel special.  ” “  are you upset with me?  ” “  you need to heal first.  ” “  let me see the wound.  ” “  is your brain even on?  ” “  don’t give up on me.  ” “  you are perfect to me.  ” “  i can’t take this anymore.  ” “  you are my favorite person.  ” “  you had me at  ‘  hello.  ’   ” “  i wanted to see you.  ” “  don’t give me that look.  ” “  you’re a work of art.  ” “  i’m not scared of you.  ” “  i have  …  so many questions.  ”  “  do you think i’m stupid?  ” “  just tell me what happened.  ” “  i just want to help.  ” “  we need to be careful.  ” “  what did you just say?  ” “  i miss talking to you.  ”

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hello gays.

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happy holidays people!! i will return here after they’re over and hopefully in full force, so please bear with me for a few days more! cheers!

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starter call!

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𝒅𝒆𝒍𝒍,

     A smile spread across the Engineer’s face. Lyrics stopped falling from his lips, yet nimble fingers never stopped playing, the soft yet upbeat instrumentals of the song providing a pleasant backdrop to their conversation. He’d played this song so often — but he’d never quite sung in the company of another. Such was reserved for the ones who Dell knew wouldn’t judge him. He’s decent enough, but he never felt like he belonged on a stage. This was a hobby, and apparently one that Ludwig enjoyed watching him partake in. He pretended not to see the doctor’s gaze — he found that he quite treasured the way he looked at him, but there was always a fear that if he noticed, the other man would stop looking at him.

     He would play all the songs in the world if it meant Ludwig would keep paying attention to him.

“ Can’t say anyone has, ” Dell responded, casually despite the hint of red rising to his cheeks. “ Thanks, doc. You really think so ?”

   what a shame that dell’s wonderful voice had stopped carrying that melody, a soothing tune that would undoubtedly chase him ( a song to hum under his breath as ludwig worked, reminiscing about this moment. )  affection danced within his eyes, fixated ‘pon the visage of the wonderfully talented engineer, melancholy muddled with the affection coiled tight within a heart that barely opened.  sometimes, it spilled, bleeding from the cracks that ludwig couldn’t cover  ——   subtle gestures that were inevitable.    one could not always conceal their adoration.   

    and frankly, medic wasn’t known for self - control.

   “  of course !  ”   why would he lie to him ?  at this point, he wasn’t sure he even could.  dell deserved to hear the truth   :   that he was talented, with a voice that could put a babe to sleep within mere moments.  the smile that lips curled into was warm, exhibiting a unique fondness ludwig held for few  ...   if any at all beside dell.    “  i wouldn’t mind if you sang to me more often.  ” 

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“You sleep coiled; tightly wound. Hands are fists beneath pillows, clenched above cotton sheets. You are at war, even in your dreams.”

— Rest Achilles, the world will wait | p.d (via p.d vulpe)

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