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lowkeyclueless5137 · 1 year

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Hello :3

Today it's a bit new! Because I am finally tackling my one and only oc: Maau Al-Chagai...

Since it's his b-day! :D

We will dwelve a bit into his little daily routine and what struggles come with looking like a macho stronk delinquent. :'3

This will be before he and my yuusona meet, so around chapter 1-start of chapter 2 kind of...

Which is great to see how accommodations work and who Maau is forced to interact at first.

Yep... He's forced because God forbid him actually approaching someone for a first time :'3

Anyway! On with the routine!

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The sun creaked through the window of the Scarabia dormitory. With the peace and quiet of such morning, one may assume it was Saturday or Sunday.

"GOOD MORNING, MAAU! YOU HAVE SCHOOL TODAY!"

No, it wasn't. In fact, it was Wednesday.

The strands of deep red, velvet like purple and bright orange moved a bit from the pillow as the boy with the said hair let out a muffled '5 more minutes', hand instinctively reaching out to the nightstand, slapping through the air, trying to shut up the imaginary alarm clock. Groans of other students, his roommates, were heard as some sluggish 'good morning' and 'morning, Dormhead' were spoken. Maau still groaned as he rose up from his bed, letting out a small yawn as he got off the blanket, getting off the bed and stretching a bit.

"Come on, Maau!" Kalim happily bounced off his feet.

"A-ah... Good morning, Kali- I mean Dormhead! But then we are friends, but I am a first year, then again you insist on a lack of formality, bur that wouldn't be that nice of me and-" Maau quickly spiraled in a mumbling frenzy as he was grabbing his things from his closet, setting them on the bed. Kalim just sat on his bed and looked at the first year walking around, lost in his own mumbling about 'status and addressing'.

Kalim took in consideration a few things: how Maau was towering over him. The buff frame, a few birthmarks on his skin, yet his face was flawlessly clean of them. The hair in colors of red, purple and orange was bearly over his shoulders, in a lazy braid that was coming off right before the dormleader's eyes.

Maau just went into the bathroom with clothes and all, getting out after a few minutes, this time silent, as he finished his long ramble. He already put the button up shirt and the vest, arranging it a bit. "aww! You look so good in the uniform! Come on! Lemme add the finishing touch!" Kalim beamed.

The dormleader jumped out of the bed, with the Scarabia armband and a tie. He put the armband on Maau's arm while he made a big bow with the tie on the boy's neck. "Jamil teached me to do bows... Now you look adorable!" "Thank you..." Maau quietly responded, tying his hair in a low ponytail.

"Come on! Breakfast is already in full swing!" Kalim beamed as he dragged Maau out of the room. The first year bearly got a grasp of his magic pen before leaving with Kalim the said room.

At the breakfast, Jamil was counting plates when Kalim barged happily with Maau looking only at the floor. "Good morning!" Both greeted, one excitedly as the other in a shushed voice, completely covered by the other. Jamil exhaled. "good morning to you too... Now get down and eat something before classes start..." He demanded.

Maau shuffled to a vacant seat, putting onto his plate a bit of food. He wasn't a breakfast person. In fact, the most he ate was actually at the lunch. But with Jamil's expecting gaze, he had no other option than to put a tiny bit more and indulge onto eating.

With all the preparations ready, Maau only had to fling his schoolbag over his shoulder and head out of the dorm towards classes. Scarabia students seemed to avoid him, but this was Maau's least of worries.

He plans on doing good in school for now. Anyway he was a disaster when it came to social communication.

"Maau... Didn't you forget something?"

In public of all places. Dorm students started to whisper in between them as Maau turned to face Jamil. The vice of Scarabia holded in his hand a small pocket whiteboard that had a marker attached to it via a support.

Maau blushed a mad shade of red in embarrassment, quietly grabbing it as he looked down, scribbling onto it something. Jamil rose a brow as Maau rose the whiteboard to see what was written on it.

'Thank you, Jamil'

Maau's writing was pretty, calligraphic and clean. Jamil would say it was as if he looked into a hand written book from the old ages, where the writing had to be impeccable. "You're welcome... Now go to classes... And try to stay out of trouble..." He mused. Maau just nodded as he wiped off the whiteboard and left towards the mirror. "Oh! And one last warning!" Jamil called.

"If you see some Octavinelle twins or an annoying Octavinelle dude with glasses... Get away from them..."

Maau sure took that advice to heart. Jamil never told him anything bad. Jamil was capable and wise. Rarely did Maau doubt him, but even then, Jamil was proven to be right. Kalim was insanely lucky to have him as his friend and right hand man.

Classes were never boring. Well not entirely, but Maau's classmate, Sebek, sure was loud enough to bring an element of surprise. Maau envied him most times. To be able to speak so confident and freely. As if no one expects anything out of you. Even if he was harsh, Sebek always gave a piece of his mind weather it was wanted or not. Maybe it was that level of self fulfillment that Sebek had over his duty as a guard. Or perhaps something else. Maau did not know, but sure he wanted to find out.

Too bad he was afraid to ask.

Their last class for the day was alchemy. And last time, professor Crewel told them that they will have to pair up today for a project. Maau looked over his options. He also had conjoined class with the ones from 1-B.

Most students already paired up with each other. Before he could even realize it, Maau found himself out of options from his class.

So looking around, Maau spotted a tall buff wolf Beastman. Taking in a deep breath, he approached him, gently tapping onto his shoulder to gain his attention.

He can do it! Just ask one simple thing!

"Hmm? What is it?" The boy turned around to face Maau. The mulți colored haired boy opened his mouth. "I-....-I" He opened his mouth, his voice immediately caught up in his throat.

Yeah... He couldn't do it.

Maau just covered his face in shame. "Eh?! Are you alright?!" The wolf Beastman panicked as he saw the other boy immediately spiral into an internal panic state. "calm down... Please..." Jack frantically looked around. Luckily no one payed too much mind to them as crewel was assigning them cauldrons to the already formed pairs.

Maau tho, calmed down, taking a deep breath as he grabbed his whiteboard and scribbled onto it, before holding it out to the Beastman to see.

'I wanted to ask if you wanted to be lab partners'

"oh... This is what you wanted to say..." The Beastman awkwardly scratched his nape as Maau nodded. "well... I'm afraid I already have a partner... It's him over there..." Jack pointed to a beautiful lavender haired boy, quite short in stature. Maau seemed dejected, but nonetheless he couldn't have expected any other result.

Then who was he going to partner up with?

"HUMAN! WE SHALL BE PARTNERS!"

Amazing... Note the sarcasm

Maau silently looked at the wolf Beastman, his eyes speaking for the boy. The Beastman did see how Maau mouthed a 'help' as he was dragged by Sebek to get a Cauldron assignment.

Now all the attention will be on him! And he couldn't ask for Sebek to do anything else without him getting on a loud par and attracting even more stares! Hell! Even the teacher might scold them!

But so far, Sebek seemed to mind only the assignment at hand. Maau was grateful for this.

"HUMAN! Don't cut them like that! Make them thinner!" Sebek demanded as Maau jolted.

SPLAT!

The boy grunted as he cut his palm with the knife. Maau surpressed a scream from his throat, instead letting out a wierd grunt like sound. "Human! Get to work! We must finish this assignment as fast as possible!" Neither Sebek seemed to see that Maau cut himself, which left the boy to tend to his wound in silence and annoyance. Carefully trying to cut the ingredients, Maau winched from time to time. With Sebek blabbering in the background and the chatter of the other adding to the level of stress, Maau really just wanted to get over with it, then drop by the infirmary before Jamil would catch wind of his little accident

"HUMA-" "Be quiet, please..." it was a low tone, imposing and demanding, making Sebek to hang a few second with his mouth wide open, before closing it again and quietly stirring into the Cauldron.

Maau didn't mean to sound scary, but then again, he was way too shy to formulate a proper apology, so for the rest of the project, the 2 silently made their potion. It wasn't perfect, but it was decent enough that Crewel passed both of them for the class. The teacher also noticed Maau's wound, bandaging it and sending the boy to the infirmary.

But as Sebek got out of the class, he felt a small tap on his shoulder. Turning around, he saw Maau, apologetically holding his whiteboard with his non-wounded hand.

'I am sorry for telling you to be quiet. I didn't mean to sound so mean.'

"It doesn't matter, human! I have chose to not speak on my own accord! Not because a human has ordered me to!" Sebek puffed. Maau exhaled at that, wiping the board and clumsily scribbling something on it.

'Can we have lunch together maybe?'

"OUTRAGEOUS!" Sebek yelled. "I have to tend to Wakasama during the lunch period..." Sebek made a pause, looking at the scared shitless Maau. "But today Wakasama doesn't have lunch at the same time as me... So I GUESS I can spare my time for your request..." He breathed out as he noticed Maau's eyes sparkled with reassurance.

After a short visit to the infirmary, Maau found himself with yet another titanical task: Assure a lunch table. Sure he would have the advantage of not standing in line because Jamil packed for him some lunch. But still there was that fear that maybe someone would want the spot Maau chose. Or maybe if he chose a very popular spot that would gain attention no matter what?!

In the end, poor Maau chose a table in a corner, carefully setting down his lunch and unpacking everything. Jamil made yesterday some steak in wine and garlic sauce, which Maau asked if he could have the leftovers for lunch. He didn't want to stress Jamil and anyway be it cooked last night or this morning, still the steak would not be warm for lunch.

Maau was a guilty meat lover. He could only blame himself for it.

"HUMAN! There you were!" And there it was. Maau almost dropped his cutlery when Sebek took him by surprise. The Greenhead hastily seated himself in front of Maau, on the other side of the table. Sebek seemed to have brought himself not so much.

Perhaps he was caught in the crowd?

Maau let down his cutlery and grabbed his marker and whiteboard, writing on it. Sebek rose a brow at this. "What is it, human?" He asked.

'How don't really eat that much...'

"Such incorrect judgement! Fit for a human I guess..." Sebek puffed. "I eat regularly as I need all the possible nutrients to protect Wakasama. You on the other hand, eat too much at once!" Sebek noted, eyeing the big steak Maau had, which was half eaten.

Maau pushed away the food, silently looking in another part, embarrassed.

"Why did you stop eating?" Sebek rose a brow as he noticed Maau didn't touch his food since the last comment. "You mustn't throw away good food! Ungrateful human!" He nagged. Maau hastily grabbed his fork and knife, starting to eat again.

Maybe it was a bad idea to ask Sebek to lunch. The Greenhead would not shut up.

"You seem to have trouble finishing it up..." Sebek noted as he already finished his lunch. Maau rose his head shyly. "Y-y-you want some? I-I mean maybe you don't like meat o-or maybe you're allergic to garlic-" He quietly rambled. "IMPOSSIBLE! I am perfectly healthy, with no allergies! I can eat from your meat just fine!" Sebek boomed. Maau looked down as he cut a chunk of his remaining meat. It wasn't a lot, but still he offered the meat to Sebek, who in response ate it with no problems.

"I must admit! This meat is quite enjoyable... For a human, you have great taste in such matters!" Sebek praised. Or at least Maau assumed it was praise as the other seemed quite content with the taste of the meant. Scribbling on his board, Maau showed it to Sebek again.

'My vice dormleader cooked it last night for dinner... It's just a leftover... I like it more when it's freshly cooked.'

"I must say, Wakasama would enjoy such meal. And if you preach the truth and the meat would be better freshly cooked, then Wakasama shall be fit to enjoy such culinary product as fresh as possible!" Sebek declared. Maau looked in another part with a bead of sweat over his forehead.

Did Sebek just autoinvite himself and his Wakasama over to dinner?!

Panicky scribbling, Maau showed the new message to Sebek, hoping it will clear out the miscommunication.

'Today we are having spicy food for dinner... Maybe another time we will have steak again...'

"Perhaps I should try this spicy food you speak of! If the steak is an idea of the overall quality of the dorm's food, I assume other dishes may improve the impression..." Sebek declared. Maau sweated even more.

'I will have to tell Dormhead if you are coming over.'

"INDEED! I shall promptly announce my and Wakasama's arrival! And you shall inform your dormleader about our arrival! I will confirm it by the afternoon." Sebek declared, leaving in a hurry and Maau just saw his life flash then and there.

Oh he will never hear the end of it from Jamil.

Exhaling, later Maau awkwardly made his way towards Kalim. He knew by now that the Scarabia dormleader had PE. So it was more like Kalim spotting Maau than the other way around.

"MAAU! How was your day? Did you make friends? Did you have fun?" Kalim excitedly approached the other as Maau blushed in embarrassment, looking in any other way but at Kalim. The taller took a big breath.

"I... Made a big mistake! I talked with my classmate, Sebek, and he was so loud so I was mean to him, but then I apologised and we ate together and now I don't know what I did, but I accidentally invited him and his Wakasama to dinner at Scarabia and I really messed up, because Jamil will be overwhelmed and he will nag me..." Maau stopped from his extremely fast speech to take another breath of air, but Kalim already clapped his hands.

"Aww! Your friend is coming over! Don't worry! I won't tell Jamil! We will have a big party tho! And Malleus coming as well is a great way to tell him about what he missed at the dorm leader meeting!" Kalim smiled. At this Maau seemed to become a bit paler.

He accidentally invited over THE Malleus Draconia?!

"Oh! You cut yourself?! Poor you! Did you go to the infirmary?" Maau nodded. Kalim smiled and he patted the other's shoulder. "don't worry! It will be alright!"

Well... Everything was NOT alright in Maau's agenda.

Jamil seemed really not in the mood for the feast Kalim announced. Scarabia itself was in a panic when Kalim announced the visit of Malleus Draconia. And poor Maau, he could bearly touch upon his Homework since he had to help around with the preparations, mostly in the kitchen, preparing the sauces for Jamil along the other scarabia students.

But in the end, Maau was in the dorm uniform, arranging his bracelets a bit. Jamil told him that he needed to show a good host material, which Maau was everything but a good host material. Just waiting by the entry of the dorm gave Maau goosebumps.

"HUMAN!" and there it was, the moment of truth. Sebek lead the way first, going straight towards Maau, much to the other's horror. Maau was thankful he wrote in advance on his little board, showing it to Sebek.

'Hello! And welcome to Scarabia!'

It was simple, but a polite greeting nonetheless. "Greetings to you as well, Human!" Sebek cheerfully said.

"Indeed... Greetings, child of man..." and that voice sent Maau a chill up his spine, bearly holding the board right.

Malleus Draconia. In all of his glory, with a shorter smug looking Fae and another guard with silver hair. Maau now knew what the people were meaning when they say 'if looks could kill'. Malleus's presence alone would have Maau dropping dead.

Yet here he was, face to face with him. He didn't even need to look up. And it made it far more awkward. Scribbling hurriedly onto his whiteboard, Maau showed it again to the group, only to gain some confused stares. Looking down, Maau was horrified.

He holded it upside down.

Fixing his mistake, the boy shyly looked in another part.

'It is a honor to have you for dinner.'

"I must correct you, child of man..." Malleus replied with a warm smile. "It is our honor to be invited to dinner. I must say, your dorm looks lovely." He noted. Maau was mentally dying, as the 4 gave all of their attention to him. Did he have something on his face?! Were his clothes stained? Or was his posture not alright?!

"Hello, guys! Come in! There is a bit more until the food arrives tho!" Kalim came to save the day as Maau stood there awkwardly. "Maau, come on! Let's show our guests around!" He beamed. "Y-yes, Dormhead..." Maau mumbled, awkwardly tailing after Kalim.

"curious... I thought he was mute..." "fufufu... Full of surprises is this little aquitance Sebek made." Maau was even more redder in embarrassment. He could bearly bear to look at the guests at how embarrassed he was. Kalim just patted his shoulder. "Ah... Excuse Maau... He's a bit shy! But he's a fun guy to be around!" Kalim beamed.

Great! Now he was being excused by someone else. Bless Kalim for being so kind, but also Maau had to take a grip on his behavior.

But Kalim struck a conversation with Lilia and Silver, drifting off from the group as they all waited for the food. It was a chatter and a bit of party in between scarabia students. Maau did note how they all acted as if on thin ice once Malleus arrived, but still had the liberty to chat in between them and party.

Jamil told Maau to be a good host. And a good host made sure their guests were somewhat entertained. Now, to entertain the guests, Maau had to strike a conversation. The problem was: Maau was the least capable person of doing such thing. Usually Kalim or Jamil would do it for him, or he would silently tap the person he wanted to communicate with, to show the board with the message.

But even touching Malleus Draconia would probably sentence Maau to death or prison. Whichever fancies him more.

So his second option was Sebek. Taking his courage, Maau scribbled something on the whiteboard. He thought for a bit, before erasing it and writing something else.

And this didn't go unnoticed by Malleus or Sebek. The black marker on the whiteboard didn't make too much sound, but that faith squeak was still present anyway. Noticing the stares, Maau immediately hurried and showed the whiteboard to the 2.

'You don't seem to enjoy yourselves...'

"On the contrary, I do enjoy my time in here." Malleus replied. "Although I must say, your unique way of communication is quite ironic, considering you are capable of speech." the Fae noted. Maau wiped the board as he wrote again.

'It's difficult for me to talk coherently...'

"Ah... A lack of coherent speech... I believe I heard Lilia talk in an incoherent speech pattern before. I still don't understand what 'yeet' means..." Malleus confessed. "I have searched all the dictionaries in the library, yet I failed to find such answer..." Sebek added. Maau had to write a bit more the message he was meaning.

'Your Vice is using 'slang', but still talks coherently. By the way: Yeet=To throw something'

"So this is what this vexing word truly means... I see... You proved to be again generous, child of man..." Malleus praised. "You should be honored to receive such praise from wakasama!" Sebek declared. Maau frowned, but nonetheless, wrote again on the board.

'there are a few slang dictionaries on the internet... Those are much more accurate and come with examples.'

"I am afraid I am quite foreign on how this 'internet' works..." Malleus mumbled, before the Fae seemed to have an idea. Maau was ready to cower away and run once he saw the plotting smile of the prince. Was he mean? Did Malleus see him as unworthy of his time? Or was he considered a lowly human?

Malleus tho, flicked his fingers, a spark flying at Maau's bandaged hand, removing them as his wound from alchemy was suddenly gone. "Consider this... A small repayment for your invitation and for the warm welcome you bestowed upon us." He mused. Just in time, the food came, so everyone had to sit at the table and eat.

Maau picked for himself a bit of food. All the emotions made his appetite smaller than a mosquito, the tall boy simply munching on his food slowly, to make it seem at least like he was eating much more.

There was way too much silence. Yesterday it was an unbearable chatter, now it's way too awkward.

Jamil only exhaled as he stood on Kalim's right side, Maau next to the vice. It seemed like out of everyone, Sebek didn't seem to handle that well the spicy food.

So Maau scribbled on his board, showing it to Sebek who was getting redder in the face than usual.

'Are you OK?'

"Of course I am alright, human!" Sebek declared, although it was clear on how tears built up in his eyes that he couldn't handle the spiciness. Maau tho, rose a brow at that, scribbling some more.

'You tear up... And your face is all red... Do you want a glass of milk?'

"Now why would milk help?" Sebek asked with a raised brow. "Maau has a sensitive tongue, so he doesn't like too much spice like Kalim..." Jamil intervened. "fetch a glass of milk, Maau." He demanded. "Y-yes, Jamil..." The boy rose up and went to the kitchen, returning quickly with the glass in question. Sebek seemed to deny his previous statement of being alright once he drowned in one go the entire glass.

"My my... Sebek... It looks like you can't handle spices... Ah then I shouldn't cook your dinner with spices anymore... But then again... More wiser would be for you to go to the cafeteria and get yourself something for dinner... I can't sacrifice dinner time for the whole dorm just for one student..." Lilia piped in. "Ah! There is no need, master Lilia! I would love anything you cook for me..." Sebek was quick to shot down the offer. "Oh no no! I insist! And it's final!" Lilia mused with a smile.

Unknown to Sebek, Malleus and Silver exchanged jealous looks. How come Sebek gets a pass from Lilia's dinner?!

Maau tho, seemed to notice it, but he only lowered his head and minded his own food.

Once the dinner was over, the guests had to leave. Malleus was stoic, but the happy tone he used when he formally thanked for the invitation obviously betrayed him.

Maau was left alone after that. The first year was more than done with everything. He was tired both physically and emotionally.

So plopping onto his bed, Maau didn't even bother to change or even consider his unfinished homework.

He will just sleep and home tomorrow people won't misinterpret things again.

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My boy! Happy birthday! :3c

Honestly I don't really touch upon my oc/yuusona, but at least on their b-day I can dedicate a bit for them.

So for now! Buh bye!

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst oc #scarabia oc #Maau Al-Chagai #HBD to my boy! :D

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unenigmasinrespuesta · 2 years

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¡happy birthday to me!

Te felicito Ariel por estar juntos en el suelo y de ahí mismo levantarnos con tanta perra fuerza volvernos a caer y con más coraje salir adelante aún queda mucho por vivir no te preocupes ten paciencia y juro que no te arrepentirás de ninguna experiencia o persona que haya pasado por tu vida, todo suma de alguna forma !

Dale aquí estaremos juntos siempre tú y solo tú te tienes a ti mismo y te lo digo que te habla a ti como si fueses otra parte de mi. 🖤🥀

Te amo tanto más que a todo menos que a Dios. 💟✝️

#hbd #cosas de la vida #verdades #frases #vida #amor #escritos #spotify #citas #love #dolor #indirectas #notas #textos #the end #mi dolor #fragmentos #pensamientos #me gustas #al pacino #scarface

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possibilistfanfiction · 4 months

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for surgeons au.,, perhaps some hurt/comfort :,)

[hbd @gohandinhand. sorry but tbf... u asked for this lol (also so many of you asked for 'what if bea gets hurt' bc we all share one collective grey's anatomy-ass braincell // also on ao3]

‘dr. silva is still in the tumor resection?’

it’s only, like, your fifth week being a doctor, so there are so many things you don’t know all the time; you add dr. villaumbrosia asking this question to the list. still, she’s kind of the scariest person you’ve ever met in your life — unflappable and a little mean to everyone but her patients and their families, talented and whip-smart beyond belief, willing to take on the hardest cases — and so you answer anyway with a nod. you only know this because zaire promised he would come find you just after he’d finished with dr. silva — to celebrate at the bar down the street and hopefully more than that too — but you don’t add that; you don’t think dr. villaumbrosia would appreciate it all that much.

‘okay,’ she says, more shaken than you’ve ever seen her.

‘is something… did something go wrong, or?’

‘with ava’s surgery, no, i don’t think so.’

ava is new; you’re not embarrassed to admit that you and basically your whole intern class has been keeping track of who’s with whom amongst the attendings, so you know they’re all either dating or friends or some kind of family. still, dr. villaumbrosia never uses first names at work.

‘there’s a trauma being flown in,’ she continues. ‘there was an avalanche, and dr. choi was skiing in the backcountry today. i don’t — i don’t know more details.’ she worries her hands for a moment. ‘she hasn’t answered her sat phone.’

‘oh,’ is the best you’ve got, disarmed by the obvious fear that lingers around every inch of her.

‘dr. silva can’t know, if she does come in. not until after he’s finished the hardest part of the procedure and can pass it off.’

not that you were going to be the one to randomly decide to go to dr. silva’s OR and say any of this, but you nod. ‘of course.’

‘i need you to go check on tai; she’s in daycare.’

‘uh, i don’t — i’ve never —‘

dr. villaumbrosia waves you off. ‘she’s cute. looks like choi, acts like silva.’

when you don’t respond immediately, dr. villaumbrosia just glares. ‘yeah, of course,’ you hurry to say.

‘and then i need you to go to the ER for the trauma. dr. masters already knows you’re coming; you’re going to see what’s going on and tell me and no one else. got it?’

‘yes, dr. villaumbrosia. will do.’

‘great.’

to be honest, you have no idea where the daycare even is, and this certainly isn’t what you went to a bazillion years of school for, but whatever. maybe this will get you on dr. villaumbrosia’s good side.

‘and dr. al-najjar?’

you nod.

‘i know this seems ridiculous. but dr. choi is — she’s my favorite person. it’s important.’

you understand in your own way: you facetime your little brother every day, no matter how tired you are, no matter how late or early it is for you. ‘i’ll tell you everything as soon as i can.’

‘good.’

tai is, apparently, a fourteen month old, very cute toddler, who really does look like dr. choi. when you explain, very briefly, to one of the daycare teacher that dr. villaumbrosia sent you to see how she’s doing, make sure she’s okay, she nods and shows you over to an area of the room with soft mats and some wooden blocks. tai smiles at you, all baby teeth and big cheeks, and says mostly nonsense but a few words — blocks, doctor, mama — and then promptly knocks over her block tower with definite glee.

you snap a nice, cute picture of tai smiling in her little giraffe hoodie and send it off to dr. villaumbrosia. you’ve never been a baby guy, and you’re certain she isn’t either, because there’s no way you could ever possibly choose her specialty if you were, but she loves the photo anyway — the first and only time she’ll ever respond to a text from you like that, you’re absolutely certain — and it makes you smile, just for a moment. when you wave goodbye to tai she laughs, and you hope, very concretely, that she goes home with both of her parents tonight, or soon, at least, that her family stays as full and happy and warm as it had been this morning.

you feel genuinely nervous and way too invested: you’ve met dr. choi in passing a handful of times, and she’d assisted on one of dr. villaumbrosia’s surgeries once that you’d gotten to hold a retractor for, but according to emma — the best gossip and also dr. choi’s favorite intern, allegedly — says that dr. choi is kind and quiet and a wonderful teacher, patient and skilled and efficient. you’d been looking forward to being on her service soon, honestly, and, even in the past few weeks, you’re starting to understand that the people here, that you spend so much time with, are starting to feel like family.

dr. masters nods at you, her braids already tucked away beneath a cap, trauma gown on. you’re on peds, so you don’t know if you’re really here to help with anything — dr. villaumbrosia wasn’t called down for any consults, still set for the routine bowel repair she’d been scheduled for this afternoon, so you’re fairly certain there weren’t any children coming in — but she gestures toward the gown and gloves anyway.

‘just in case we need more hands on deck,’ she says as way of explanation. ‘there’s four people, and we don’t really know the extent of their injuries.’

you nod — what else is there to say — and things are very, very still until dr. masters gets a page and then everything is moving — loudly, organized, seamless — and you’re in awe, for a moment, of dr. masters’ ER. you love trauma surgery and she’s, like, kind of the biggest badass in the country, and it’s pretty fucking cool to watch her very quickly get everyone exactly where they need to be in the amount of time it takes for her to walk to the elevator that leads up to the helipad.

the wind whips from the blades when the doors open, rainy and miserable, and your heart is caught in your throat when the door opens. you see dr. masters’ hands shake, although you’d never, ever mention it, locked behind her back in tight fists, until dr. choi’s face — a bruise along her jaw, a scrape that runs underneath her eye, all the way into her hair, the tip of her nose and the tips of her ears a painful red, probably from frostbite — comes into view.

dr. choi, strapped into a stretcher, covered in a blanket and hooked up to an IV, immediately starts talking, before the stretcher is even fully out of the helicopter. ‘the three coming out,’ she starts, ‘i dug them out as much as i could. i did an emergency thoracostomy on david, you need to push a ton of antibiotics. anna needs to go to the OR immediately for her pelvis, make sure cam —‘

‘—beatrice,’ dr. masters says, rushing to her side and, if you were to bet, wanting to sink to her knees in relief. ‘oh my god.’

‘i’m fine,’ dr. choi says, annoyed at being made to stay on the stretcher. ‘i properly deployed my avalanche airbag. but mary, listen —‘

dr. masters holds dr. choi’s face in her hands and then kisses the top of dr. choi’s head. it’s tender, and you wonder how long they’ve known each other to afford that level of intimacy, that level of care. ‘i got them, bea. i promise. we gotta take care of you too or ava will kill me.’

dr. choi relaxes, just minutely, but you can tell — maybe because you would trust dr. masters with your life or anyone else’s, maybe at the mention of dr. silva, maybe some combination of both — and she nods.

dr. masters rolls her eyes and kisses the top of dr. choi’s head once more. ‘stupid hero. let me go make all your hard work worthwhile.’

dr. choi smiles, definitely reassured now. ‘you better.’

you’re not surprised, exactly, that chief superion is waiting to take over dr. choi’s care, but you are a little surprised when dr. superion squeezes her shoulder gently and smiles, a little sad.

‘ava is still in surgery, so let’s get the worst of it taken care of before she’s done, yes?’

dr. choi nods, growing more exhausted by the minute. which is fair, you think, as she tells dr. superion — and you, because you’re stuck in this room until you have a real report for dr. villaumbrosia beyond the text you’d sent that just said Dr. Choi is talking and moving, no head or neck injuries — about how the avalanche airbag had worked, even if it was frightening; about how her transceiver, according to SAR, had helped them get there faster than they would have otherwise.

‘ava always teased me about how expensive the gear was, but look who’s laughing now.’

‘well, to be fair,’ dr. superion says, looking at dr. choi’s x-rays, ‘i don’t think either of you are laughing.’

‘oh, yikes,’ dr. choi says, looking at the films too. she’s on a fair amount of pain medicine at this point, but she’s right: there’s a few nasty fractures along the bones in her left wrist. but, other than those and a few cracked ribs and some mild frostbite on her nose, ears, and the tips of her fingers, it seems like it’s just cuts and bruises: nothing she won’t heal from, and far better off than the others who came in with her.

‘i, uh — sorry,’ you say, feeling like you’re interrupting, but they both just shake their heads, waving off your apology. ‘dr. villaumbrosia sent me to see if you’re okay, and i’m supposed to go talk to her once i know. which, i guess i know now.’ not your best work, and in front of the chief, but oh well.

dr. choi smiles fondly. ‘thank you for telling me. i’ll never let lilith forget it.’

dr. superion doesn’t smile, but it seems like she wants to. ‘go ahead, dr. al-najjar. you can tell her that we’re admitting dr. choi to ortho; dr. alvarez will operate tomorrow, once the swelling has gone down.’

‘and tell lilith i love her too.’

‘i — uh—��

dr. superion laughs. ‘go, dr. al-najjar.’

you’ve just finished your report to dr. villaumbrosia — in the middle of a surgery, but it’s clear her shoulders relax immediately, continuing to operate smoothly — when dr. silva flings open the door of the OR.

‘hello ava,’ dr. villaumbrosia says, not even looking up from the stitch she’s putting in. ‘she’s okay.’

dr. silva, breathing so hard her mask is getting sucked into her mouth and nose, doubles over, her hands on her knees. ‘i gotta do more cardio, oh my god,’ he mumbles, then takes a deep breath and stands. ‘you’re sure?’

‘yes,’ dr. villaumbrosia, ‘i had dr. al-najjar make sure personally. he also checked on tai; she’s doing great.’

‘very cute,’ you say and then debate just quitting residency here altogether, but dr. silva smiles at you.

‘thanks man,’ she says. ‘sorry you missed this surgery.’

‘the bowel was perforated,’ dr. villaumbrosia says. ‘it was quite disgusting, to be honest.’

‘well then,’ dr. silva says, ‘hey, you’re welcome! you got to see my adorable kid and my sexy wife. who, as lovely as your company always is, lil, i’m gonna go see now.’

‘she deployed that avalanche airbag, dug three other people out, and did a field chest tube by the time SAR got there.’

‘hot.’

‘insane, actually,’ dr. villaumbrosia says. ‘but give her my love.’

two days later you’re back on shift — after drinks and truly, genuinely great sex with zaire that still ended up happening despite everything, god bless — and you swing by ortho before you go up to peds. you’re not friends with dr. choi or dr. silva, but you do want to see how things are going anyway. your mom always says it’s better to be kinder than necessary, and you’re starting to believe it.

they’re an adorable family, you think, tai showing dr. choi her lion stuffy and babbling excitedly, sitting on the hospital bed between her legs, turning every now and then toward dr. silva in a chair by her bedside. dr. choi, her arm in a brace and a sling, looks pretty good overall: her eyes seem clear, the bruises along her jaw are already starting to turn green and yellow, a great sign of healing, and the redness on her nose and ears has lessened considerably.

also, she’s sitting up and talking animatedly, clearly happy with her daughter and her wife there. from her chart — you looked it up in the system before you came, whatever — you’re pretty sure she’s going to get to go home today, which you suspect is what the small duffle bag by dr. silva’s feet is for.

‘all i’m saying,’ you hear from dr. silva, ’is that your nose could’ve fallen off.’

‘ava,’ dr. choi says, exasperated and laughing.

dr. silva sits back and pouts, exaggerating with crossed arms.

‘i will be more careful,’ dr. choi concedes, but it doesn’t feel much like a concession the way she smiles at tai and then runs a gentle hand over her wispy hair. emma — who is an incredible gossip but you’re starting to think she also just has a giant crush — had told you and zaire that dr. choi is, like, an experienced outdoors person with certifications in all kinds of different safety courses and activities; you know she and dr. villaumbrosia have done stints with MSF together too.

‘good,’ dr. silva says. ‘because lord knows i cannot raise tai by myself.’

dr. choi frowns, then offers her good hand to dr. silva, who scoots closer and takes it with a kiss to her scraped knuckles.

‘plus, while i would deal, obviously, you’d probably be less hot if your nose fell off.’

‘“probably”?’

dr. silva shrugs. ‘i love you.’

‘i love you too.’

‘would you still love me if my nose fell off?’

‘ava.’

‘good morning, dr. al-najjar,’ dr. choi says when you knock lightly on the open door of her office. it’s impeccably neat, a few pictures of dr. silva and tai on her desk. she’s wearing the brace on her wrist still but no sling; her bruises and frostbite have faded. in her scrubs and white coat and clogs, a fresh buzzcut and a cup of coffee in her good hand, she looks exactly the surgeon you’ve looked forward to working with.

‘good morning, dr. choi. welcome back.’

she smiles and closes her office door, starts leading you down the hall. ‘thank you. and, apologizes in advance that you won’t have any surgeries with me for the next two weeks until i’m officially cleared.’ she rolls her eyes.

‘that’s okay,’ you say. ‘more sleep, honestly.’

‘true. and,’ she says, opening a door to the most incredible, brand new lab you’ve ever seen, ‘i can promise that the research we’ll get to work on will be worth it.’

‘i always thought i would go into trauma,’ you tell her, ‘but i think i just fell in love.’

she grins. ‘the heart wants what it wants.’

you pause a moment but then you can’t help yourself: you laugh.

‘in that case,’ she says, ‘let me show you around, and let’s get to work.’

#wn #wn fic #avatrice #avatrice fic #surgeons au #this is not nearly as angsty as it could've been! ur welcome!#butch bea 🥺🫡#am i making up interns as i go?? why not i love to spiral! lmfao #also the real hardest part of this was spelling lilith's fucking long ass last name jesus christ

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mabokku14 · 2 months

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Hbd al bebé más bebé hdlch te amo eres un N&E my bby Sanji❤️🐥

#hbd sanji #black leg sanji #vinsmoke sanji

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aricastmblr · 7 months

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jimin weverse live

지민

10.13

13th 🐤

jm-Ha pasado un tiempo desde que vine y me siento un poco incómodo.

jm-No es un día tan importante, pero lo hiciste especial y me enviaste deseos de cumpleaños y te lo agradezco.

jm-Me prepararon esto.Hoy en día vienen así. *ensambla el cuchillo para pastel*

jm-*canta* Feliz cumpleaños a ti... ¡Gracias!

jm-Dijeron que puedes abrir esto. Aquí hay un martillo. Dijeron que tengo que golpear la cabeza, así que golpearé la parte de atrás. Oh, es difícil. Hay un espacio dentro.

jm-¿Es esta la forma correcta de hacerlo? se cae Oh, maldita sea.¿Puedo sacar lo que hay dentro? ¿O tengo que abrirlo más? *golpe, golpe, golpe*

jm-Voy a grabar un vídeo...Puedes ver la habitación por dentro.*abre arriba*¡Ohhhh!! ¡Hay una foto mía adentro! ¿Creo que es todo chocolate?¡Estos también son chocolate! ¿Cómo hicieron esto?Sí, estaba dentro de eso.Estos eran los chocolates que llevaba dentro. ¡El avance de la tecnología! Esta es la primera vez que veo un pastel que tuve que abrir.

jm-¡Gracias por los deseos de cumpleaños a todos! Esta vez también hubo muchos mensajes, también frente a nuestro edificio. También he visto las noticias de todos los eventos que suceden afuera.

jm-Ya he dicho esto antes también pero no soy alguien que haga mucho por mi cumpleaños, pero aunque no lo haga, los miembros me desean HBD y el personal de la compañía me desea HBD y no digo " ¡Es mi cumpleaños!" y no lo considero un día especial. Pero gracias por hacer que sea especial.

jm-Tienes curiosidad por esto, ¿no? Vi a Jin-hyung hace un momento. Me dio esto como regalo de cumpleaños. Dijo "Jimin-ah" y me lo dio. Y dentro está la asignación de cumpleaños. Me dio 2 meses de salario. ¡Realmente me dio dinero! Comeré algo rico con eso. ¡TY! (saca una bolsita de honguito de maplestory la muestra con el dinero y nos muestra para meternos ahí T T)

jm-Esto fue especial así que creo que lo recordaré durante mucho tiempo.

jm-Ayer vi a Suga-hyung y me deseó feliz cumpleaños. ¿Te lo muestro?Ayer, cuando estaba con Suga-hyung, me felicitó con hotteok.

jm-Todos los miembros me desearon feliz cumpleaños.

jm-"Por favor, debes saber que hay alguien que te comprende y te ama al otro lado de la Tierra.Realmente necesito ir al otro lado de la Tierra rápidamente.

jm-No sé dónde lo encontró, pero Taehyung me mostró una foto. *risas* ¿Has visto esto?

namjoon-Happy Birthday, Bro!

jm-Thank you, Bro!

jm-¿Cuándo te teñiste el pelo?

namjoon-Happy Birthday, Bro! ¡Te has convertido en un alto elfo! Iré a buscarte pronto. Deberíamos tomar una copa.

jm-Creo que te verías bien con algo de vello facial.

namjoon- Me afeité ¡Feliz cumpleaños! ¡Te amo!

jm-¡Qué bien!

namjoon-¡He disfrutado viendo tu baile!

jm-¡Oh, yo también debería hablar de eso!

jin escribe a jm

jm-Namjoon, dile rápidamente que esta fue idea mía!

jm-Voy a comer sopa de algas con mi familia, así que lo haré y publicaré una foto.

jm-Estos días no tengo días especiales porque no te veo.

jm-¿Hay un mensaje de Seokjin-hyung?"Namjoon, dile rápidamente que esta fue idea mía".¿Qué dijo Namjoon-hyung? El se acaba de ir. ¿De qué idea está hablando?

jm-Estaba trabajando en una variedad de proyectos musicales diferentes. Había tantas cosas que quería mostrarte.

jm-Jungkook está muy ocupado estos días. Estoy preocupado por su salud.Me temo que podría ser muy agotador/difícil para él… Me preocupa su fuerza física/resistencia.

jm-Debería hacer conciertos con más frecuencia, ¿verdad?

jm-Anoche estuve con Suga-hyung.

jm-No, todos. No me volví más guapo en absoluto.

jm-lee "Estoy trabajando duro para estudiar coreano" jm-.¡Gracias! Yo también estoy estudiando inglés.

jm-lee "Gracias por hacer un directo." jm-No, gracias por venir cuando encendí el directo.

jm-lee "Me gustaría ver el tatuaje". jk- este! muestra el 7 dedo indice

jm-Creo que debería enderezar este diente. Pero sería molesto y difícil cepillarme los dientes. Pero me gustaría arreglarlo. Lo pienso mucho.

jm-En realidad no me gustan los dulces, así que no me gusta el chocolate.

jm-lee live con jk jm-La próxima vez vendré con Jungkook y haremos un live juntos.

jm-Cuando me afeito la cabeza, por favor ríete mucho. No llores.

jm-lee "¿Estás trabajando en algo?" jm-Siempre estoy trabajando en algo para mostrarles. ¡Nunca me quedaré quieto, todos!

jm-¿Debería hacer Lego contigo como solía hacerlo? Eso fue divertido.Hacer algo fue divertido, ¿no? Mostrándote algo que estaba haciendo y tú mirando.

jm-¿Qué decía bromeando contigo? No recuerdo por qué te dije que lo metieras en mi bolsillo. Que era una broma.

jm-lee "¿Has probado el pole dance?" jm.Vi videos pero no sé como se quedan así. Tengo curiosidad. Sería muy divertido si lo hiciéramos con los miembros. Quiero probarlo y filmarlo y mostrárselo.

jm-No pude dormir mucho y creo que por eso estoy un poco fuera de sí.

jm-No estoy haciendo nada especial además de comer con mis padres.

jm-Estoy feliz por todos tus deseos de cumpleaños. Estoy tan feliz.

jm-lee "¿Cómo surgió el peuriri?" jm-Ah, cuando escuché 3D de Jungkook, escuché (3D) como "peuriri"Entonces seguí cantándola como peuriri frente a él Y él dijo"¡No! ¡Es 3D!" jejeje así surgió

jm-¡Me iré ahora! Lo haré hasta aquí por hoy, la próxima vez vendré después de dormir más. Voy a comer hoy. sopa de algas ~ hace corazón con las manos. me voy, muchas gracias por desearme un feliz cumpleaños. Fue un día feliz. Espero que tengas un feliz día también. que tengas una buena cena hoy, termine bien el día, vístete abrigado y ten buenos sueños. La próxima vez iré a verte a Weverse. ¡Me iré ahora!

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