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backonmybullsht · 13 hours ago
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Dr. Carter, I think I'm sick.
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uh-leck-see · 5 months ago
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ER: Relevant even 20 years later.
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maurastierney · 2 months ago
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New ER (Noah Wyle + The Pitt) stans who insist they’re queer but don’t want anything to do with other queer fans because of our opinions on Carter…says it all really
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almostpleasantrebel · 1 year ago
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Dozens of Songs Tag Game
I was tagged by the lovely @thebiwifeonao3 for the dozens of songs tag game!!! Here’s how to play. Also I’m sorry for how much M*A*S*H is on this.
step one:
so here's the game: 12 songs you've recently listened to (include a lyric that you like maybe), 12 ships (can be solo or platonic, dw) (hard mode: from 12 fandoms???) that the songs loosely make you think of, & tag 12 people to do the same.
easy mode: do half a dozen instead idk
here's a fun idea: you could even listen to the playlist from the person who tagged you to use some/all of their song picks!!
step two:
whether you've been tagged or not, you can send an ask with the song & pairing and create a work based on the idea. And the theme of 12 is fun so could be 12 characters, words, paragraphs, chapters, anything!
profit!!! (have fun & maybe end up reading some new fic!)
Songs and ships under the read more thingy
1. XXL (LANY) — Margaret Houlihan/Lorraine Anderson, M*A*S*H
Backseat secrets we will never tell
2. Apocalypse (Cigarettes After Sex) — Margaret Houlihan/Helen Whitfield, M*A*S*H
Your lips, my lips, apocalypse
3. She Looks So Perfect (5 Seconds Of Summer) — Margaret Houlihan/Hawkeye Pierce, M*A*S*H
Your lipstick stain is a work of art
4. Only You (Yaz) — Elizabeth Corday/Anna Del Amico, ER
All I needed was the love you gave all I needed for another day and all I ever knew only you
5. At The Ballet (Kelly Bishop, Nancy Lane & Kay Cole) — Margaret Houlihan, M*A*S*H
Everything was beautiful at the ballet. Graceful men lift lovely girls in white. Yes, everything was beautiful at ballet. Hey! I was happy... at the ballet. That's why I started class... Up a steep and very narrow stairway. To the voice like a metronome. Up a steep and very narrow stairway. It wasn't paradise... It wasn't paradise... It wasn't paradise... But it was home.
6. Trouble (Kristin Hersh) — Abigail Marjorie Lockhart, ER
Trouble oh trouble can't you see you have made me a wreck now won't you leave me in my misery
7. Summer, Highland Falls (Billy Joel) — Elizabeth Corday/Mark Greene, ER
For we are always what our situations hand us
8. Miss Atomic Bomb (The Killers) — Margaret Houlihan/Trapper John McIntyre, M*A*S*H
All that I wanted was a little touch, a little tenderness and truth, I didn't ask for much, no talk about being at the wrong place at the wrong time
9. Until The World Ends (Arch Tremors feat. Lollo Gardtman) — Margaret Houlihan & B.J. Hunnicutt, M*A*S*H
And you are safe with me until the world ends
10. There Is A Light That Never Goes Out (The Smiths) — Margaret Houlihan/Peggy Bigelow, M*A*S*H
Take me out tonight where there's music and there's people and they're young and alive driving in your car I never, never want to go home because I haven't got one anymore
11. Father and Son (Cat Stevens) — Margaret Houlihan & Alvin Houlihan, M*A*S*H
How can I try to explain? When I do he turns away again It's always been the same same old story from the moment I could talk I was ordered to listen, now there's a way and I know that I have to go away I know I have to go
12. Remember Me (Lullaby) ((Gael García Bernal, Gabriella Flores & Libertad García Fonzi)) — Henry Blake/Lorraine Blake, M*A*S*H
Remember me though I have to say goodbye remember me, don't let it make you cry for even if I'm far away, I hold you in my heart I sing a secret song to you each night we are apart
Tags: @remyfire @mercysong-tardis @cuddleswinchester @allcanonisrelative and anyone else who would like to participate
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docjen · 1 year ago
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Same dicks in the ER fandom, different day (and 4,358 sock accounts). 🙄 If you didn’t seek out the stuff you claim to hate, you wouldn’t see it. It’s really not all that hard.
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mops-1 · 1 year ago
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Synthwave/Techno cover of the ER Theme song. A 90s classic.
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: ER (TV 1994) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Anna Del Amico/Kerry Weaver Characters: Kerry Weaver, Anna Del Amico Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Canon Lesbian Character, Canon Disabled Character, Smut, Christmas Smut, Christmas Party, Workplace Relationship, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, [QUE]ER Fic and Fandom Discord Server's ER Greatest of Gifts Exchange 2023 Summary:
There’s something about a Christmas party, paired with a little liquid courage, that gives Anna the nudge she needs to do something she would usually only dream of.
Written as part of the [QUE]ER Fic and Fandom Discord Server's Greatest of Gifts Exchange 2023.
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frownyalfred · 2 months ago
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okay I know we’re all still discussing the ripple effects of Damian’s choice to be a doctor instead of a hero but where is my 35k one shot hurt/comfort identity porn/ identity reveal batfamily fic where he has to treat one of his own siblings in the costume? years later after he’s left this all behind, with some hand wavey time nonsense, there’s a half-dead still-on-fire vigilante in bay 6 and he’s midway through an ER shift from hell and he knows that profile. he knows those boots. he knows that costume —
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drenched-in-sunlight · 6 months ago
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one thing that i find interesting is that even though we never get to interact with Marika directly, only knowing her via obscure cutscenes and other characters' dialogue... she actually displays a wide range of emotions as much as any other NPCs.
her statues depict her as having a warm, gentle smile:
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the Mimic veil description points to her playful, mischievous side:
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(it's a popular theory in the JP/Asian side of the fandom that it's sth from her childhood - hence the "Marika's Mischief", not "Queen Marika's", and she used it to escape the grisly fate befalling her family.
additionally, its equivalence in Dark Souls is also something described as "the mischief of a young girl who sought relief from the solitude of the woods at dusk", aka Princess Dusk who hails from "Oolacile, land of ancient golden sorceries", but i digress)
her portrait, the story trailer's "Queen Marika was driven to the brink" and Gideon's dialogue after the player defeated Malenia pointed out her sorrow:
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(back when i first played the base game, this is the portrait that drove my eyes most in Roundtable Hold. i kept gazing at her - the Queen with permanently lowered eyes, and thought "there is a girl in there")
The bat lady's song, Messmer's entire Crusade, all those conflicts to establish the Erdtree, shows her anger, and the cruelty she's capable of:
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Then there's Shaman's village, the clinic underneath Shadow Keep, the golden braid, the Minor Erdtree, the sealing of Death - that points to grief, trauma, survivor guilt, kindness, and the ruinous drive for revenge that results in the above path down hell:
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(there's also a theory for the Crusade's headless statue being a reminder for the Hornsent of what they put Marika's mother through, but it's not concrete canon so here is the link if you want to check it out)
The fact that all of Erdtree's incantations are heal and protection spells (with only one exception of Wrath of Gold spell which was found after the Elden Ring was shattered), the Capitol's Perfumers originally being blessed healers, and that all Erdtree blessings come in the shape of tears give the picture of Marika's gentle wish at the beginning: to heal everything and everyone.
(and to me personally, there's a kind of vulnerability and honesty in showing your tears to the world and let it be your power to heal at the same time.)
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the eye she blessed Messmer with (i do think the Eng translation at some part lost the sentiment of the JP text - that the eye is always referred to as a blessing)
the blessing flask that - unlike its Dark Souls equivalent (which ranges from 6-13 flasks), only have 4 available to us player, heal all ailments and status effect, and specified as sth made for Messmer.
the Marika's soreseal in the Haligtree + the waterfall near Godwyn's final resting place
the Regal Omen Bairn (that was fashioned after the Jizo statue - sth made by grieving parents wishing for protection for their deceased child in the afterlife)
the blessing, gifts, equipment that Messmer and Godwyn's personal knights all get
the fact that Marika's bedchamber and the Impaler's Catacomb (which is the only catacomb in the base game to have the spike trap mechanic used in catacombs in the DLC) remain the proof of Messmer's existence in the base game
how Godwyn's ending is the only ending where the mending rune is placed on the position of Marika's womb (the lower arc or the Elden Ring - also referred to as the basin in which its blessings pool)
that's a whole barrage of motherhood. the love, the fear, the postpartum depression, the guilt and anxiety, (the occasional scheming for revenge with her son). and despite how flawed and tragic that love ends up being for all of them, it is there.
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(there's a whole subplot about how Messmer is the only demigod to be called ugly in-game (Hornsent npc dialogue) while Boc's questline is about how his mother being the only one to always assure him he's beautiful, despite everyone else calling him ugly. and how each NPCs questline does reflect a wider theme seen in Marika and her children. but again, i digress)
every time i think of her, Marika is a constantly shifting kaleidoscope, holding everything from within (the beauty and the malign, light and dark, birth and death, she's warm and gentle, she's cruel and unjust, she's strong and kind, she's weak and resentful, she's sweet and she's bitterness made flesh)... and i could only stand there and admire it all.
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eyeballs-in-my-head · 8 months ago
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~𖥔☾𖤓 Salve mea 𖤓☽𖥔~
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✦ Part 1 ✦ Part 2 ✦ Part 3 (soon) ✦
Second part is here! Wooo🗣️🎉
I can also say with GREAT confidence that I have the entire comic planned out and written already. It's gonna be 7 parts, but not every part is gonna be 3 pages. Actually, now that I think about it (and also checked my schedule lol) the next part is gonna be the longest of them all, with 6 pages.
SIX!!! (holy shit)
I might be insane for that but. It won't work any other way
Can't wait to start drawing it btw...laughing maliciously, because I know what the next part is gonna be, but you guys don't, nyehehehe ( ≖ ᴗ ≖ ) ((( subtle hint: pain and suffering )))
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artepti · 4 months ago
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Got the First Chapter out, Weee! Read it here!
Summary: Macaque never should have gone after that relic. The moment he stepped into the cave, it became clear that something was wrong–something ancient, powerful, and all too eager to toy with him. He wakes up outside with no memories of what happened, no treasure, some new bruises he doesn't remember and a weirdly persuasive sensation that keeps pushing him towards Wukong.
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Macaque goes looking for treasure, gets manhandled by a cave, and wakes up with a sudden, overwhelming urge to flirt with Wukong. Coincidence? Absolutely not.
Big thank you to @notsofrozt for being an incredible beta-reader!
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star4daisy · 4 months ago
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18/02 - husband - 1272 words - @rosekillermicrofic
“Where is he?” Barty asked desperately as soon as he entered the hospital. “Where the fuck is he?”
No one answered him. The place was a convoluted mess, with people running around, crying kids and wounded people in the waiting line. Barty barely avoided colliding with them as he ran to the front office.
The line was so big he considered stabbing himself to get admitted, that’s when he saw his salvation in the form of one Pandora Rosier. Barty skipped the line to where she was way ahead, ignoring all the protests around him. If anyone tried to stop him, he wouldn’t be able to stop himself from getting physical.
“Do you know how he is?” he didn’t bother saying hi to her, he couldn’t make himself talk about anything other than Evan.
Pandora didn’t look nearly as distraught as Barty felt, but she had always been better at keeping her emotions in. It must run in the blood.
“Haven’t gotten any information yet, they said I needed to check here first.”
“Motherfuckers.” Barty cursed, ignoring the old lady in front of them who was sending him dirty looks.
It felt like an eternity before they were called, but Pandora only had two people in front of her in line. Barty let her do the talking, he wasn’t in the right headspace to be polite to anyone right now. Not when Evan was injured and Barty didn’t know how he was doing. Didn’t even know if he was alive. No. Barty couldn’t let himself go there or he’d lose his mind. Turn the entire hospital into ashes in his wake. Hell, he might let himself burn too so that he could meet Evan again.
“What’s your name, sir?” The lady finally turned to him after Pandora had already given all her information and Evan's.
“Bartemius Crouch Junior.” Barty had no patience to entertain her.
“Document, please.”
Barty gave it to her as quickly as he could, almost dropping it in the process, he didn’t know why his hands wouldn’t stop shaking.
“Okay, Mister Rosier just got out of surgery, he’s still at the ICU, so only family members and partners can go up.”
“Okay, I’m his partner.” Barty didn’t even blink, there was a time when it would’ve cost him everything to admit it, but now it came as easy as breathing.
“I meant legally,” she clarified with an apologetic look. “His sister can go in, but I’m afraid you're not on the allowed list.”
“Excuse me?” Barty’s voice went up without even meaning to. “I’ve been with him for years, we’ve known each other since we were eleven and you’re telling me I can’t fucking see him because we don’t have a stupid piece of paper saying we’re partners?”
“I’m sorry sir, but only spouses and family members are allowed, you’ll have to wait until he’s out of the ICU.”
“Wait my ass, I’m going in to see him.” Barty hit his fist on the glass separating them.
“I’m gonna need you to calm down, sir. Or you’ll be asked to leave.”
Barty’s laughter was brittle. “The only way I’m leaving here is if you're all on a casket if you don’t let me in.”
“Barty,” Pandora interrupted his tirade. “Evan is fine, he’s in the room now. He wouldn’t want you to end up in jail or worse when he’s okay.”
“Fuck off, easy for you to say when you can go in. I need to see he’s okay with my own eyes. I don’t believe this cunt or any of these useless motherfuckers.”
“Barty,” her tone was full of warning.
“I need to see him.”
“There’s nothing we can do.”
“Yes, there is,” and then Barty turned around and started running.
He had no idea where he was going, barely avoiding hitting running nurses, he heard footsteps behind him but gave it no thought, he had a one-track mind when he was determined and nothing made him as focused as Evan.
Barty saw a sign with ICU written indicating that it was located on the seventh floor and ran to the elevators. He pressed the button five times before he saw security coming in his direction.
“Shit,” Barty checked around him for anywhere else he could go when he saw the sign for the stairs, without thinking twice he threw it open.
Barty was out of breath before he hit the third floor. He wanted to kill himself. Fuck him for never accepting Potter’s invitation to do cardio with him. They reached him before he got to the fifth floor. Barty was never smoking again, he was so out of breath he thought they might have to call a doctor for him too.
Maybe they would have if Barty hadn’t punched the first security guard to reach him, or if he hadn’t kicked the second one making him almost fall off the stairs. Unlucky for him he wasn’t in his prime anymore after all the running, Barty should've dealt with them before running, maybe he would've had a shot but as it was now he was taken kicking and screaming bloody murder.
Barty spat blood at the security guards' feet as soon as they threw him out through the emergency exit, he hadn't even felt it when they hit him. “I’m gonna kill all you motherfuckers.”
“You’re lucky we aren’t calling the cops on you,” They warned him.
Barty paid them no mind, even though one security remained outside to watch if he was gonna try to make a run for it again. Barty had never been so pissed in his entire life. How dare they not let him in just because he didn’t have a stupid piece of paper saying Evan was his forever?
It wasn’t like they hadn’t already been committed to each other for years, Barty had simply never believed in the concept of marriage. Not when all the examples he had were bloody awful. But now, after this, he was making Evan his husband as soon as he got out of the hospital.
Barty was pacing in front of the hospital when he had his most brilliant idea, he wasn't sure what gave him the idea, but he knew it was the only way he was being admitted to the hospital again after the stunt he had pulled. 
Barty turned to the guard with a shit-eating grin on his face — he couldn’t stop himself — he was a bloody genius. Barty took out the pocket knife he carried everywhere he went. He was getting in there even if he had to draw more blood.
“Don’t even try it,” the man warned him, his eyes widening as soon as he saw the knife in Barty’s hand. “Stay back,” he said as he reached for his walkie-talkie and called for reinforcement.
There was no need, Barty just needed him to see what was happening. As soon as the others stepped back outside, complaining that he was still there Barty turned the knife and stabbed himself on his side.
“Oh, shit.”
"Crazy motherfucker."
“Oh my fucking god, hold him.”
Barty was still smiling when they stopped him from hitting the floor and carried him inside the hospital. He laughed when they admitted him to the ICU and said he needed immediate surgery. 
“Barty?” Pandora asked with worry when she saw him passing in a litter. He didn’t even see when they put him there. “What the fuck did you do?”
Barty got one glimpse of Evan sitting down on his bed with a frown on his face before he passed out.
Evan was alive.
It was worth it.
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sunnyrmrez · 2 days ago
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Delta doodles
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kristea9ay · 10 months ago
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Some comfort ShadowPeach 💜🧡🍑
I love them sm, they deserve to chill :(
They may be super crazy powerful demons, but let them fricking breathe people 😭 I love the angst! I really do. I live for hurt/comfort. BUT I NEED THEM TO BE HAPPY TOO-
Wanted to finish and post this tomorrow, but I got super hyped and excited because I just got accepted to Uni! 🥳 so here you go~
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atlaxoo · 5 months ago
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shadowpeach watching TV
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docjen · 2 years ago
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Some people in this fandom need to get out and touch some grass. Wow. If you violently hate people in the fandom for liking characters/couples you don’t, that’s something you need help for. I’d feel sorry for this person if they weren’t so vicious.
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