#sam dra

[teecupangel]

*gets through the fireplace* Bonjour! Desmond in the Uncharted games! Because I find it funny if he would meet Nathan, thanks to them having the same VA. Adios! *uses the smoke bomb and runs*

So, for this one, we’re going for the Uncharted series is part of the AC series because plot bunny just hit me right at the face.

And yes.

Nathan Drake is absolutely a descendant of the Auditore-Kenway line. (Spoilers to the Uncharted series), it’s heavily implied Nate isn’t really related to Francis Drake and we’ll make use of that setup.

The church Nate grew up in was actually a front of the Brotherhood. His family doesn’t have ties with the Brotherhood, not really, but Sam did learn of the Brotherhood during his stay in the orphanage and is recruited.

Now, Sam isn’t exactly loyal to the Creed. More often than not, he was more in it to get the skills necessary to survive. He kept it a secret from Nate though because he didn’t want him dealing with anything related to the Templars and the Assassins. To keep Nate away from the Templars and the Assassins, Sam tells Nate that they’re last name is Drake.

Samuel Morgan was an Assassin.

Sam Drake was Nathan Drake’s older brother.

So things happened…

Nate meets Sully while Sam was in prison (an undercover mission for the Brotherhood).

Later on, Nate joins Sam in adventuring but Sam keeps any thing connected to the Assassins and the Brotherhood away from Nate.

Sam is an Assassin who is only known by very few other Assassins but Nate has some inkling that something fishy was going on, he just wasn’t sure what it was.

There were specific artifacts that Sam wanted and was okay parting with more lucrative stuff just to get it.

But then…

They teamed up with Rafe…

Sam supposedly died…

Even in the eyes of the Brotherhood.

And that is how Samuel Morgan died and Sam Drake survived the Great Purge that would happen two years from his apparent death.

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So we have different points in Uncharted that we can catapult Desmond to.

2008 – A 21 year old Desmond is employed by Elena Fisher as her cameraman as they join Nathan Drake in finding Francis Drake’s coffin. This ends with them being part of the whole quest for El Dorado (the corpse of which is an Isu that contracted some kind of deadly virus that is severely dangerous to humans but Desmond and Nate have immunity due to their Isu genes). In this one, Nate actually acts more like an older big brother to Desmond and Elena joked about how they sound a lot alike.

2010 – A 23 year old Desmond gets roped into Chloe and Harry’s plan with Nate because he’s been fired from Bad Weather due to an altercation and has been sidelining as a thief using the training he received from the Farm. He also may or may not have had a fling with Harry Flynn (according to Chloe) and Nate is absolutely questioning Desmond’s taste.

2012 – Desmond escaped Abstergo before the Assassins got him and he is absolutely suffering from Altaïr’s Bleeding Effect. It’s by chance that he is in Yemen at the same time Nate and Sully are there to meet up with Elena. Maybe you can even add in that Desmond used to be Elena’s cameraman for a bit. Anyway, he joins the group because he feels like he knows the Atlantis of Sands that they are looking for. To be more exact… his Bleed of Altaïr knows of it.

2015 – Desmond survived the Solar Flare and has been working for the Brotherhood. He’s tasked with looking into a man named Sam Drake because he sounded a lot like the late Samuel Morgan and they needed to check if he is (1) alive and (2) faked his own death because he was a Templar mole like Daniel Cross. He gets roped into the search of Avery’s treasure and ends up Bleeding as Edward more than once because Edward knows a bit about this supposed treasure.

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And, just to be clear, Nate does not have the exact same ancestors as Desmond. He’s Haytham Kenway’s descendant from a fling he had in England so they have the same ancestors from the Auditore-Kenway line until Haytham Kenway.

[arinmoss]

Sam!

[socksandbuttons]

More tiny eclipse pls 🙏🥺

UH UH ALRIGHTY!!!

BEAN ECLIPSE THERE YA GO. Also just Sun's whole behaviour about it. He's Winning. Sun's kinda fixed up the timeout corner cause Eclipse is there a lot (surprisingly he DOES stay there. Lunar say's it Eclipse's brooding corner now.) Lunar makes funny faces at him until eclipse either throws something at him or Earth takes Lunar away. Eclipse: Denies Uppies and Attention, Gets the Corner for Crimes. Lunar: And you thought me wrong for Uppies brother. Perish in the pits of fluff and playbars. Relinquish your vertical memoirs. They cannot help you now.

ALSO UH BONUS BEAN'D OTHERS??? Sun and Moon were suppose to be the Swap Au's boys. Then I was tasked with Bloodmoon and then Earth.

[fatherfigurefusion]

Take this comic that I quickly thought up and made.

(I can't be the only person who headcanons this, am I?)

[sitp-recs]

*posting this way too early to make sure she'll will get to see it today hihi*

Happy happy birthday @shiftylinguini! I wanted to do a little something to celebrate one of the coolest, most talented HP authors out there. Sami is literally the coolest. Anyone who knows me at this point has realized that horny smut and clever humor are the way to conquer my heart. And Sam delivers both - and also plots! Character development! Drama and romance! - masterfully. Fuck buddies, Auror partners, A/B/O, established relationship, triads, age gap (my beloved!), you name it. She’s written it all, with impeccable dialogue and UST.

Sami, I’ve been following your works for quite a few years now and they never fail to impress me with your unique and hilarious sense of humour, your charming and vibrant characters, the A+ banter and domesticity, the clever plots, the lush sexual tension, witty dialogue and above all, unfailing emotional resonance. You build charged yet playful atmospheres like no one else and I’m especially grateful for your iconic takes on creature fic and A/B/O, two tropes that never interested me much until I found Embers and became utterly obsessed with it.

Your fics have shaped my Drarry experience and appreciation for rare pairs over the years and I'm sure I'm not alone; I don’t think you even realize the impact or how seminal your works were to some of us. You’re both a Drarry and rare pair champion, which is why I wanted to take some time and give your phenomenal catalogue a shoutout by highlighting my all-time favorites. I hope you have a lovely birthday knowing how appreciated you are by all of us! Sending lots of love and wishing you a fantastic year ahead, my friend 💙

Safe (M, 2k) - Harry/Sirius

He’s not James, Sirius tells himself as Harry gets into bed with him on a cold Monday night. He’s not James, but Sirius is not Padfoot anymore either.

Toeing the Line (E, 3k) - Drarry + Teddy

Draco wasn’t sure why watching his partner fuck Teddy until he screamed was somehow less morally iffy for Harry than just doing it himself, but Draco wasn’t about to judge. Not when he was balls deep, anyway. Read my rec here.

(Don’t) Behave (E, 3k) - Teddy/Charlie

Teddy is a bit of a mess, and Harry is at his wits’ end with his eighteen-year-old godson. Sending him to Charlie, thinking the older man could knock some sense into the kid, seemed like a great idea.

Sardines (E, 4k) - Scorbus + Jeddy

It’s bad enough his cock is hard from listening to the impromptu midnight pornography of his brother getting off; Albus is not going to add seeing it to the list of reasons why he lost his mind, and presumably his eyesight, on the eve of his grandmother's seventieth. Read my rec here.

A Noir Cliche (T, 4k) - Drarry

Draco is not a Healer. Harry doesn’t get hurt on purpose. They really have to stop meeting like this. Read my rec here.

Five Years (M, 4.7k) - Drarry

For Draco, December means finding somewhere he can lose himself in the thrum of a crowd and the throb of music ― and Potter. It always means Potter now, too. Read my rec here.

Float (E, 5k) - Drarry

After a night out, Harry wakes up feeling like he slept on concrete, like his body's made of sand, like he accidentally pissed on his housemate the night before. Because he did accidentally piss on his housemate the night before.

Splat (E, 5.8k) - Albus/James

Of all the things to happen to them, this is truly, truly the last thing James expected. Cw: incest, mild gore

Up The (E, 7.5k) - Drarry

“I feel I need to point out,” Draco kissed gently over Harry’s Adam’s apple, “that this is the most Gryffindor approach to conception that could possibly exist.” Or: Harry's had madder ideas.

forget what I need, give me what I want (and it should be fine) (E, 8k) - Draco/James

But even on those nights when the club is mad with punters and there are staff running ragged from one end to the other, Draco doesn’t need to be working behind the bar ― he just likes it.

Service Bell (E, 8k) - Drarry

Draco is: a werewolf, living in a cabin in the woods, minding his own business, and never going to buy plaid because he's not that much of a fucking cliche (yet). He's also counting down the days until he sees Harry again.

Teeter (E, 10k) - Drarry

Draco wants to come, Harry has other ideas, and they both might be doing this whole 'casually sleeping together' thing a bit wrong.

Hallo Spaceboy (T, 10k) - Jeddy

James’d had to give up on the eyeliner after that; he was grinning too hard, flushed and happy and basking in Teddy’s attention (fit blokes, we’re fit blokes, that’s us), and he couldn't bloody stop. Or: James kissed Teddy last night. This may or may not be the end of the world.

Team Players (E, 15k) - Jeddy + James/Oliver

Everyone has that one celebrity they’d move heaven and earth to get between their legs, and James Potter is no exception. He just never anticipated that number one on his Freebie List would end up in the same room as him, let alone would make the first move. Read my rec here.

Darling, Don’t Think Twice (E, 18k) - Harry/Teddy

Leaving the Aurors, and then England, after his divorce with Ginny was finalised was the best thing for Harry, and for Ginny, too ― but not for the godson who worshipped the ground he walked on. Now that he’s back, all Harry wants is to set up his own place, and to spend time with Teddy as he tries to fix their fractured relationship.

Celestial Bodies (E, 20k) - Drarry

“An astrological anomaly induced bond,” Harry repeats, deadpan, as the Head Healer of the Magical Malfunctions ward finishes announcing his prognosis. “Space magic,” says Draco, tapping long fingers irritably against the arm of his chair. “You’re saying we’ve been zapped by space magic.”

Two Weeks (E, 22k) - Drarry

If Harry had to guess which out of he or his Auror Partner, and tentative new friend, Draco Malfoy, would turn out to have Veela ancestry, his answer would be: neither, because that is ridiculous.

Midnight in the City of a Hundred Spires (E, 25k) - Drarry

Harry Potter is a missing person. Draco Malfoy is a vampire. They are the last two people one would expect to bump into each other in a Creature Bar in Prague, yet to Draco’s absolute shock that is definitely Harry fucking Potter sitting across from him.

Embers (E, 41k) - Drarry

Werewolf Alphas aren't meant to be alone, or to suppress their ruts indefinitely like Draco has been since he was bitten eight years ago. He needs company, companionship, to knot ― he needs an Omega Heat Companion. Read my rec here.

Heartlines (E, 72k) - Drarry

Harry never expected he’d end up chipping away at his virginity while wandless and bonded to Malfoy in Northern Europe. He never expected that would turn out to be the least surprising thing to happen while out on their training expedition in the middle of nowhere, either. Read my rec here.

[danganronpafan777]

*makes u read danganmon*

Alright, Anon! Just read the prologue (I’m probably not going to write x reader for this fangan, and even if I do, I’m gonna have to finish my current DRA and SDRA2 requests first)

As a heads up: I know little to nothing about Pokémon. I’m basically this guy:

So yeah, here’s my opinions so far based on just the prologue:

Kami’s design is cute. Her character feels kinda bland, but good

Zoro seems really cool! I like him so far, and his talent shows a lot of blackened potential ngl

Mari seems sweet! Ultimate Sheep herder is a new one lol

Kami: “Ah, that’s where you help sheep to their pens, right?”

Mari: “You don’t say-“  

(I lowkey wish she said that)

Juno sleepy boi-

“Ultimate Wish Granter” 

My honest reaction: :0

I want to give him head pats

Roxanne (I can’t be the only one who heard the song-) 

Her design is really cool, and idk I just really like her. Not sure what the pipe on her back is though 

(ITS A SYRINGE?!)

Okay, but she might be one of my favorites, I like her sense of humor and how she cares for Juno. I wanna say just like me fr, but there’s still the chance she might turn out to be psychotic

Lillie looks like a jellyfish, and Stella reminds me of that one girl from Yttd 

Stella’s cupcake swirl hair is so goofy I love it, but some of her sprites remind me of Celeste. I have a feeling she’s gonna die in chapter 2 or be a victim in 3, and/or turn out to be psychotic

Ultimate human subject?? Reminds me of like Mikan mixed with Kanata. Hope she doesn’t die, but she gives off first victim energy or ch3 killer

Amnesia gang ✨

Cyrus seems like a cool dude. He’s kinda like Kokoro but more expressive

I already love Flidgey, and you can’t tell me they aren’t the child of Satsuki and Haruhiko 

Reminds me so much of Kaito’s personality with Kokichi’s jokes

Fry’s hair is simple, but it just stands out to me. Maya got a cool design, but I’m kinda neutral about her. Don’t feel like I really know either of their characters enough for a solid opinion

Cyrillo’s design is easily one of the best, but I had no idea what his talent means

Wimessir is a lot like Akane, and the two of them kinda give mastermind energy 

Idk why they’re singing and dancing, but their designs are top tier

I was thinking of a surfer dude joke, but Sam is actually the Ultimate Surfer-

Looks like we found the game’s Yasuhiro /pos

(Or twist mastermind-)

Faust is kinda like Taka mixed with Teruya. (Love both of them) His face reminds me of Murder Drones. Hope he survives cuz I really like him so far

Apollo: “I have the power of the sun and anime on my side!”

Pyromancer boi seems like the antagonist, and I’m here for it

Is he flirting with Zoro??

I like his banter with Sapphire, whose design is also amazing. She reminds me of Kirumi in terms of personality and being passionate about her talent

WHY DOES CENTURY LOOK JUST LIKE THE BLUE BADGER FROM ACE ATTOURNEY?? 

Undersea lamplighter makes me think he just chills underwater while ppl use his light to look around lmao

He feels like that one guy who never knows what’s going on

Monoloin??? Of all names 😭

The design is really pretty tho and I’m all for her mastermind personality

Overall: Roxanne, Faust, Apollo, and Flidgey are my current faves

[hanna-kin]

My fics

I normally don't like to promote myself too much but now that we have a new season and new people in the fandom, why not.

I love angsty stuff so most fics are pretty angsty. Though there are a couple that are not.

Multi chapter fics

Metal - Erik doesn't die but still crashes his car four days before the new year with Wille in the passenger seat. Simon's world stops for a little bit. - angsty

Snöänglar - What is meant to be a quiet morning walk turns to a horrible event. And August saves the day. - angsty

The spare - Erik lives through his worst nightmare when Wille is horribly injured. - very angsty

The brightest star - Simon is the brightest star in the sky and Wille is a black hole that sucks out all light and tears down everyone that comes too close. Simon is Sirius and Wille is a black hole. And if Simon comes too close he’ll get sucked into the darkness. And there Wille will destroy him. - very angsty

Säg att du älskar mig - They are only trying to survive after Christmas.  Christmas is over and everyone is back at Hillerska. Simon and Wille are both sad and broken and trying to move on. While Simon tries to protect his fragile heart and keep his distance, Wille just tries to make it through his days. Without Simon it feels impossible.

One shots

Was it worth it? - The whole nation witnesses the Crown Prince’s downfall. Or after their break up Simon watches Wille slowly wilter away. - very very angsty

Make a wish - Simon never expected to run into the Crown Prince, at the hospital of all places, and he definitely did not expect him to be so charming and nice. And he most certainly didn't expect to fall in love with him. - a little angsty

Lillebror - Erik's been away for three weeks, his flight home is delayed and Wille is not replying to his texts. When Erik finally arrives home he learns why, Wille is sick. So rather than get some much needed sleep, Erik watches after his little brother. - not angsty

The room - The girls wants to redecorate Wille's room and Simon finds himself helping. - not angsty

Sam and Sion - They weren't supposed to get a cat, so why were they currently on their way to a breeder? Wille wants a cat, Simon is scared of kittens. But maybe a tiny little furball can change his mind? - not angsty

Black hole - It's Christmas and Wille feels like shit. Erik is dad and thier family in shatters. Simon hates him, his parents are disappointed and he is lonelier than ever. He fights against the darkness that surounds itself around him. He's a black hole. - very angsty

Belle - Wille teaches Simon to ride a horse. AU in which Wille has a horse named Belle. Simon is very hesitant but agrees to ride her to make Wille happy even though he's scared of horses. -not angsty

Dear Wille - But in the end their love wasn't enough. And sometimes love doesn't conquer everything. Simon writes letters to his beloved Wille. - very very angsty

På svenska

Det får fan räcka nu - Det får fan räcka nu, tänker Simon när han ser Wille stressa ihjäl sig under våren. Som att inte universitetsstudier på heltid inom internationella relationer och mänskliga rättigheter är nog så förväntas Wille också representera ett helt jävla land under tiden. Han förväntas få höga betyg, vara engagerad under alla representationsmiddagar och möten som han måste delta vid. Även under tentaperioder eller uppsatsskrivande. Även när han är utmattad eller stressad. Och ibland känns det som det bara är Simon som kan dra i handbromsen.

Vad som än händer - En fortsättning på "Det får fan räcka nu"

Eller dagarna efter Willes mentala kollaps.

Svart hål - Det är jullov och Wille mår skit. Erik är död och hela familjen är trasig. Simon hatar honom, hans föräldrar är besvikna och han är ensammare än någonsin. Han kämpar med mörkret som sluter sig om honom. Han är ett svart hål.

Sirius - Simon är den ljusaste lysande stjärnan på himlen och Wille är ett svart hål som suger ur allt ljus och förintar alla som kommer för nära. Simon är Sirius och Wille är ett svart hål. Och om Simon kommer för nära kommer han sugas in i mörkret. Och där kommer WiIlle att förgöra honom.

[k4ban0s2]

stary wrocil i znowu dra morde, kys huju mam cie dosc

edit. podsluchuje ich troche i wylapalam slowa "nie hede sie darl jak ona przestanie siedziec w telefonie", chcialabym tylko powiedxiec ze jeszcze 2/3 lata temu sam siedziales godzonami z telefonem na kiblu, jak mialam moze 10lat i pierwszy tablet podpierdalales mi go bo stwierdziles ze nie bedziesz se instalowav gier na swoim telefonie bo "nie bedziesz psuc se progresu", jak ktos ci wylaczy neta/kompa/jakkolwiek przeszkodzi w granku to drzesz ryj jak to bardzo niewdzieczny ten ktos jest a teraz marudzisz na mnie ktora doslownie tylko tu ma jakiekolwiek zapomnienie i bierze ten zasrany tel do kibla i wszedzie indziej byle by hyl przy dupie (nawwt go n uzywam w 3/4 sytuacji) only bc wie ze jak zostawi go w pokoju to go zapierdolisz, zajebisty jestes poprostu, ojciec roku🥳🥳

a i wszyscy wiemy ze nawet jak przesrane to ten zasrang huj i tak bedzie sie darl bo ma jakiegos pierdolonefo bordera albo anfer issues +jest uzalezniony wiec bich o czym ty gadasz ogar dupe xddddddd

NO TYP MA BORDERA NAGLE SIE TAKI POTULNY ZEOBIL XDDDDD ZABIJ SIE CHLOPIE

[romanarose]

Sunshine, Starlight, Sweetheart, Brightside: Chapter 23

Steven Grant X OC X Marc Spector

Story Masterlist

Fic Summary: Steven meets Sam and they strike up a quick relationship, both kindhearted and loving, they fall fast. But both have a lot going on. Steven had Marc and Moon Knight, and Sam has mental health problems of her own. Slowly, Steven starts to put together pieces of her story as Sam starts to get to know Marc and Jake.

Chapter Summary: Sam isn't feeling good while Marc is fronting. Marc considers letting Steven front (this is his area after all), but he decides to take care of her, to prove to himself he can do more than fuck and fight.

WARNINGS!!! Okay y'all, I may or may not have gone a little haywire with this chapter. Like..... its a lot. I will put^^^^^^^^ when the smut starts and ^^^^^^^^^^^^^ when it ends bc its gonna get funky. if you want to skip, you don't really need to know much except they fuck twice. Anyway.... heres the warnings. God forgive me for what I've done. PIV sex, period sex, fingering, oral f receiving on period, blood and bodily fluids, anal play (finger in butt, not full anal), unrealistic sex in a bathtub.... IDK what to tell you I just wanted to try my hand at this, stupid fight bc Marc is unable to allow himself to be happy. Mentions of Layla, struggles to orgasm, panic attack

Also, got some Jewish!Marc spector content, incase y'all forget

And a reminder that Sam is a character, not a a mary sue self insert. She is going to be flawed. If you think she over reacted here or don't think she handles marc's issues well, that's fine. She's not meant to be perfect. People aren't perfect.

OK here we go.

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Just Sam: I’m hemorrhaging

Marc about spit out his coffee. Logically, he knew that if she was actually hemorrhaging, she wouldn’t be texting him. It didn’t help the panic.

Steven with a V: ?!?!?!?!-M

Just Sam: Hi Marcy Marc! Hope I didn’t scare you.

Steven with a V: Why are you hemorrhaging?-M

Sam was used to texting Steven. Steven knew what ‘I’m hemorrhaging’ meant. As much as she loved Marc, and as much as the two of them have done some of the most filthy, disgusting things two humans in love can do to each other, somehow she couldn’t manage to be straightforward with Marc that she was on her period. Sam knew it wasn’t fair to put stereotypes on him, but Marc was Marc. He shoots guns and gets in fights, and was a marine… Steven bought her tampons and pads just to keep at his place in case of emergency,Sam hadn’t even asked for that. Sam had expected Steven to answer.

Steven with a V: OH! I see. Sorry, Steven’s resting for the evening.-M

Probably wore him out from last weekend’s fiasco. They hadn’t planned on seeing each other today, or tomorrow for the matter. Marc spent the night with her, but mornings? Mornings were a special time with Steven. Sometimes there was lazy morning sex, sometimes there wasn’t. There were always cuddles, forehead kisses, Sam liked to make him breakfast. He deserved someone looking after him, caring for him. She tried to make balanced breakfasts that were vegan and often found herself looking up meals to try to make Steven for dinner too. She wasn’t much of a cook, but for him? She’d give it a go.

Steven with a V: Are you okay?-M

Sam didn’t realize how much she’d been just… thinking

Just Sam: Sorry,  got distracted. And don’t be sorry Steven’s out, I’m always happy to hear from you, Starlight.

Steven with a V: Do you need anything? I can get you some snacks or bring you Motrin?

Just Sam: No I’m good, thank you baby. I just wanted to complain.

Marc knew this was better as Steven’s department. Everything was Steven’s department. Steven cooked for her, took her on romantic, thoughtful dates. Steven knew what words to say and when to say none. When to hold her and when to fuck her. Marc really had thought maybe, just maybe, that would be his department. But Steven was good at that too. Steven didn’t need to do what Marc did to get her to come multiple times a night, he could draw orgasm after orgasm from her with his mouth. Marc wasn’t sure if he remembered how to have sex without the slapping and the choking. He’d never say it, but the night they finally got together, he was terrified from multiple angles. The sex and the domecicity. The fact he said he loved her, that she said she wanted to be with him. It was against all his instincts to do this, to be domestic. That, again, Steven’s department. It had not gone well with Layla.

Just Sam: Did you have a good day honey?

She was changing the subject because she knew he was uncomfortable. She knew he couldn’t be what she needed. He needed to change something. He didn’t want to ruin what he had with Sam like he had with Layla. Marc briefly thought he should talk to Steven about this, Steven would be gung-ho for a heart to heart. But he couldn’t do it. He couldn’t drag Steven into his shit. Again. No, he knew what he had to do. He could make a start with Sam.

Steven with a V: Can I come over in a bit?-M

Sam smiled. She loved that he always signed off his texts with an M. She could tell who it was by how they texted, but even if they were in the middle of a conversation, he still signed off. He wanted to make sure she always knew it was him. Marc had this… fear, that Sam would think he was Steven and say or do something. He never wanted to trick her or mislead her. 

Just Sam: I would love that!

What would Steven do, what would Steven do

What would I do for what? He mumbled in the headspace, waking up. 

Go back to bed, I got it.

Come on mate, let me help. What’s going on

Sam’s on her period, I want to help but really, I want to do this myself… I gotta prove it to myself that I can. 

Okay, but wake me up if you need me

Well do, buddy

And Marc?

Yeah?

I think you’re really sweet

Shut up.

Marc walked around the store. Okay, what do girls like? Chocolate? Yeah, girls like chocolate on their period. Is that a stereotype? Layla never let him do much besides cook and clean when she was out of commission. Maybe he could do that. She always complained how messy her place was. Marc didn’t think it was actually dirty, just disorganized. She just had so much stuff. She liked memories. Yeah, he could help organize. He could also cook, not well but he could do it. She cooked Steven breakfast, Steven cooked her dinner. Marc looks at his watch. Okay, it’s 4. Plenty of time to get things and cook.

Marc got groceries for matzo ball soup, that used to make him feel better when he was a kid. Even after his mom stopped making Shabbot dinner, or any food in general, his dad was too busy to make anything most days. Marc was left to fend for himself. TV dinners, Kraft Mac and Cheese, chef boyardee… But one thing he could count on is if he was sick, his dad got him Matzo ball soup from the deli. If there was a game on (which there usually would be in Chicago) his dad would actually leave the office in their attic and come watch with him. Sometimes, if there was an important game on, Marc would pretend to be sick just to get his dad to watch with him. 

His dad really tried. Once Randall died, he essentially became a single parent. Wendy was no longer a parent, she was a ghost living in their house. With the cost of the funeral and Wendy unable to work (and sporting an expensive drinking habit) Elias started teaching at the local Rabbinical school. After a while, he picked up more and some conversion classes, various projects here and there in addition to his Rabbi duties. Marc knew he needed his own escape. It became easier to just dive into his work, his community, and his God than deal with what was happening at home.

Marc picked up some chocolate cake. Just in case.

He knocked, but there was no answer. Marc let himself in with their spare key. He took a look around her little studio. Not the smallest he’s seen in his life. He wondered, not for the first time, how she afforded it. When Sam wasn’t on break, she couldn’t quite hit full time hours, and day care wasn’t known for great pay. He knew she had lived on rotation with Jessica and Elena for close to 2 years, so maybe she saved up, but it seemed unlikely. Marc remembers a comment Dave had made, something about not sending her money when they couldn’t afford to feed her and Steven’s theoretical kids. Was he sending her money for the apartment? Was her mom? Chris?

She was dead asleep. He set down the groceries and put them away, washed the dishes and cleared away the trash. He took out the trash and the pizza boxes on the floor, making sure to change the bathroom trash as well. She stayed asleep. He frowned, she must really be out of it. He continued picking up the living room throwing away her twisted tea cans and the take out by her bedside that must’ve been lunch. Marc began cooking, when he dropped the pot and she still didn't wake he got worried. He set the almost-finished project on the stove to heat and went over to her bedside, couldn’t tell if she was breathing or not, and started to panic. There was no logical reason to think she was anything other than in a deep sleep, but he couldn’t stop his heart from pounding.

“Hey Sam, you okay?” He attempted to stir her with shaky hands.

Her eyes shot open with a gasp, and before either of them had a chance to think or move, she shouted and slapped him.

“Marc!” She was gasping for breath, sitting up and grasping her chest. “Oh my god I’m sorry-”

“No, it’s okay-”

“Holy fuck, you scared me I’m so sorry-”

“No I shouldn’t have-”

“Fuck” She ran off to the bathroom and before Marc could get there, she threw up, her bodies reaction to being scared.

Marc hurried in the bathroom. “Fuck, Sam I’m so sorry” He gathered up her hair as she finished spitting. 

“It’s okay, I was just- oh my god that tastes bad” Marc got a cup of water from the dixie cups on her bathroom counter. “Thank you, Starlight.” She swished out the puke and spit up in the toilet. Closing the lid, she flushed and sat back against the wall, clenching her fists and her face twisting.

“Baby, what’s wrong?” Marc was kicking himself, all he wanted to do was treat her, but he managed to fuck that up too.

“Yeah I’m just… I gotta come down from the panic attack.”

Oh fuck, oh fuck He wanted to call Steven to take over, but he needed to be able to do this. “Would it help if I hold you? Or do you need space?”

Sam barely choked out the words. “Hold me please. My mind knows I’m safe, my body doesn’t” Her eyes were closed, brow furrowed in concentration.

That much Marc could do. He sits against the wall and picks her up, placing Sam between his legs. He wraps his arms around her carefully and bends his legs at her sides like metaphorical extra protection.

“Can you squeeze me tighter?” She asked, taking deep breaths.

He thought this would just make her have more trouble breathing, but he did as he was told. Marc took both of Sam’s hands in his and squeezed one, then the other. “Focus on my hands”

Sam did what he said “Right, left, right, left” she said out loud, allowing herself to focus on the monotony of his squeezing.

 After a few minutes, she calmed down “That hand thing, that helped a lot… thank you.” She started to get up.

“I’m glad.” He watched her, still in her work clothes; colorful leggings and a flowy, flower top. 

“Where did you learn that?” Sam asked, trying to sound inconspicuous, but she wanted more, another glimpse into his life before her.

“Nowhere” He lied

She sighed, barely audible. Another day, she supposed, before looking down. “Fuck.”

Marc followed her line of sight, there was blood leaking on the front of her light blue leggings. “I’ll get you clean pants, baby.” Marc scrambled up, walking out of the bathroom to her dresser. She shut the door behind him. “Sweats or leggings, honey?”

“Sweats please, and new underwear. The ugly ones in the back.” She called out. Marc brought it over, knocking on the door. 

Sam only opened enough to grab the clothing, but left the door cracked so she could keep talking. “This is the second pair of pants today. I got it at work, it was early. Jess had a spare change of clothes.” She peaked her head out, grinning. “Always gotta have spare clothes in childcare, but my last spare got puke on them on monday.” She tucked back away, digging for items below the sink. “It’s fucking heavy this time, shit fucking hurts. Elena stayed late so I could come home, my stomach hurt so bad.” She was rambling. Marc knew how much she hated missing work. “I feel like I’m bleeding out, tampons- fuck sorry, this is probably TMI”

Marc made himself comfortable on the floor sitting against the wall. “Honey, not to be too graphic but I’ve seen blood in plenty of other circumstances, and I’ve been married” Marc winced at mentioning Layla, this is why Steven was better at this. Sam knew, of course, but they never talked about it. Occasionally, Layla would call and Steven or Marc would talk to her, but it wasn’t often. He soldiered on. “This isn’t my first rodeo.”

“Right, right” She sounded like she was convincing herself. “Well, the tampons seem to bleed out every half hour or an hour. I didn’t think there was this much blood in a person.” The unmistakable sound of a pad opening.

“Do you need to go to the hospital?” Although this wasn’t his first rodeo, he still wasn’t sure how much was normal.

“Not unless it continues for a few days. This is probably just a heavy flow.” 

Marc couldn’t help but worry, it was who he was as a person. There was the sound of thorough hand washing, then she opened the door, smiling lovingly at the sight of him looking at her from the floor. “I made you soup.”

Sam ate a hearty portion, showering Marc with “MMHHHMM” and “Oh my GOD baby this is fucking good.” The sounds were barely distinguishable from the sounds she made during sex, maybe just a little more dramatic. What had Chris said? ‘Stop erotically moaning in my car’? Yeah, that was about right. 

“Fuck, Marc, that was so good.” She almost asked where he learned how to make it, but decided to let it go. They settled in to watch The Walking Dead, they were almost caught up, Marc noticed Sam wincing and holding her stomach. He pulled her over his lap and rubbed her tummy for her. After an episode, he got up to change her tampon again, and Marc heard her groaning from the bathroom. “Brightside? You okay?” 

“Yeah, I opted for just the giant pad, Im sick of the fucking tampon.” Sam replied through gritted teeth. When she came out, she took more pain medicine and crawled back up into Marc’s arms. “This shit ain’t helping, I need fucking morphine.” Marc gave her a look. “Relax honey, I’ve never taken morphine recreationally.” She teased.

“Hey, I’m not judging, I’ve tried worse.” 

Sam quickly turned to him. “Wha- AH!” She almost asked him about that, but a burst of pain shot through her. She whimpered, hiding her face in his chest. “Starlight, it hurts.” She whined, knowing damn well he couldn’t do anything about it.

Marc wasn’t happy she was in pain, not by any means, but he was relieved she didn’t ask him about what he said. “Listen, I have an idea… It might help your cramps.” She looked at him suspiciously. “Ever had an orgasm during your period?”

She sat up, sickened but intrigued. “You want to have sex with me when I’m ozzing blood?”

He shook his head. “It wouldn’t be sex, it would just be me, giving you an orgasm.” She was… tearing up? “Or not! Whatever you need, Brightside…”

Sam’s lip quivered, “You want to touch me when I’m this gross?” She started crying, oh shit.

“Oh baby” Marc took her in for a hug. “You aren’t gross, and I always want to touch you” He held her close, cradling her head with his hand entangled in her hair. She mumbled something he couldn’t hear. “What was that sweetie?”

She lifted her head up, still crying a little “I’m so fucking horny.”

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Marc couldn’t help it, he burst out laughing. “Stay here.” Marc stood up, still grinning to himself, and laid down a towel on her bed, then scooped her up from the couch. Sam felt his strong arms and his chest, flexing to carry her. He made it seem so easy, like she was light and small. He laid her down, took off her sweats, and leaned in to kiss her lovingly. 

“Marc?”

“Yeah, Sam?” He pressed kisses down her neck.

“If I can’t… you know… don’t feel bad” 

Marc sat up to look at her, carefully touching her face. “Just relax, focus on my touch. There’s no pressure, no time limit, it’s okay, okay?”

She nodded vigorously. “Okay.”

He walked around to the end of her bed, carefully pulling down her underwear and setting it with her sweatpants “Tell me if anything hurts You’re probably going to be sensitive, but it shouldn’t be painful.” He slowly started working on her clit, attempting to relax her before anything else.

“Marc, I can clean up-” Sam started, feeling embarrassed about the blood on her legs and vulva.

“Aht!” He chastised. “Relax. Again, this ain't my first rodeo.” He fought his biological reaction to get hard.

Sam realized this meant he had done this with his ex-wife. Logically, she knew it shouldn’t make her jealous, but it did. She had seen a few pictures after she had asked Steven, but that was it. She knew she was gorgeous, and from what Steven had said, very nice. When she called, which wasn’t often, the boys always stepped in another room to take the call, but they always turned and relayed ‘Layla says hello!’. Sam wondered if she’d be comparing herself to her the rest of her life. She laid her head back and took a deep breath, focusing on the feelings Marc gave her. 

Slowly, he inserted a single finger in her, working it in and out while her swollen and sensitive pussy adjusted to him. “Ready for another?” He was fully hard, despite his best efforts, and tried adjusting his pants but the friction only made the problem worse.

She nodded, gasping as he filled her, curling his fingers up to hit that sweet spot deep inside her. Marc was knelt in front of her, sitting upright, watching his fingers disappear inside her, coming out covered in her blood. “Such a good girl…” He muttered lowly, the mix of blood and slick swirling on his hand. He could feel her walls tightening around him, but he knew she’d need extra help to get her over the edge. For now, however, he was taking it slow, giving her time, building her up. He laid down next to her, resting on one arm that played with her hair and stroking her pretty face, while his right hand fucked her. Marc peppered her with open mouth kisses, their tongues dancing together, her chasing his mouth when he pulled away to kiss down her neck, licking up her chin and back to her mouth again. Sam played with his dark, thick curls, kissing that sensitive spot under his jaw. He took deep breaths, trying to cool himself off. He didn’t want her to feel obligated to touch him. They laid like this for what seemed like forever, touching and kissing so innocently, but his fingers were inside her. When he pulled away, she pouted. 

He kissed over her clothes until he got to her pelvis. 

“Marc-”

“Don’t even start, pretty girl” Without giving her another chance to be embarrassed, he began sucking on her clit. Marc couldn’t help it, he began moving against the bed to stimulate his cock.

“Oh fuck, that’s good…” Sam tugged on his hair, pulling him closer, catholic guilt be damned. She had a fixation on their hair, as much as Marc fixated on hers. He takes his fingers out, painting part of Sam’s thigh as he gripped her, his mouth going further down. When she sat up to watch him devouring her, he looked up at her, grinning. She knew she shouldn’t be so thrilled to see him covered in blood… but she was.

“Whatcha think’n, Brightside?” 

Her heart flutters and she swallows. “Um… that you look really good like that…” She looked at him, awestruck as he went back to finger fucking her, but never broke eye contact.

“You like when I’m covered in you, baby?”

She nodded.

“Or, do I just remind you of Edward Cullen right now?” He teased

Sam’s jaw dropped, but a small smile crept up on her lips, even while panting under his touch. “I can explain!”

He gave her messy cunt a kiss, still smiling at her. “It’s okay, baby, I can work past that” He winks at her, going back to work, before stopping and popping up again, with a mischievous grin. Sam felt his slicked up fingers slip between her and the mattress, making her shiver as he grazed over her hole. “Can I have your ass? It’s okay if you don’t want to, but I thought it might help…” Marc gave her a look he hoped communicated that it was completely up to her.

She considered for a moment, but nodded, smiling. “I trust you, baby.”

He kept working her clit as he grinned back, lip curling up and showing off his adorable teeth, white in the sea of red on his mouth. “Yeah?” He whispered softly, the words magic to him. He promised her safety, and she gifted him her trust. He stopped fighting it, Marc began humping against the bed. The whole scene was so perfect, he couldn’t deny himself anymore. It was messy, it was filthy and it went against what most people might consider normal, but right here, right now? The room was filled with nothing but love, sexuality, trust, caring. How could something like this be dirty? How could this ever be wrong?

Her hips bucked up, riding the waves of pleasure he gave her. “Inexplicitly, Starlight.”

Marc wanted to kiss her, but that might be a bit of a line she wasn’t prepared for. His mouth went to her clit, left hand began fingering her. Slowly, carefully, he slides a finger up in her ass. “Relax honey.” he coaxes and she does just that.

She suddenly felt so full, the new sensation sending shivers up her spine. “Fuuuuuck Marc” Sam threw her head and arched her back.

He smiled as he continued licking and sucking “You like that baby?” Marc rutted into the bed, fuck, he could come just like this. He just might.

All she could do was whimper and nod.

“You like when I touch you like this? You like when I’m in multiple holes?” He fucked his fingers into her, as far as he could reach.

It became apparent that Marc was working himself against the bed, and the idea that he was turned on from giving her pleasure? That just brought her closer. “Fuck, Marc, mmm fu-ah!, no ones ever touched me like this” 

Marc had assumed as much, he knew that before Steven, most of the men essentially used her body to masterbate. If anything, they might have pressured her into anal. But this was for her, to help her. And she really liked it. He knew she was close, but getting there wasn’t the issue. It was the spilling over, the climax. She was writhing, yanking at the sheets that she had pulled off the corner of the bed. The towel beneath her had bunched up, barely doing it’s job anymore but Marc wasn’t going to stop, not when she was so close.

Marc sat up on his knees, trying his best to keep some sort of friction in his pants. He continued working her with his left hand; two fingers in her vagina, his pinky in her ass. He was perfect, enwrapped in pleasure before him. Drawing back his hand, he spat on her pretty little cunt and gave it a slap.

And there it was.

“Marc!” Sam shouted, the last word she said or thought before she became incomprehensible, a babbling mess. She tried to say something, but what? She didn’t know. She felt the tension in her uterus ease as she came down from her high and noticed Marc coming back from the bathroom, kneeling at her side. 

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“Hey Brightside, how you feeling?” He brushed her hair back from her sweaty face.

“M-much better. Kiss me?” She looked angelic.

How could he refuse? He kissed her, and she realized his face was washed of her blood. She wouldn’t have cared. “I drew you a hot bath, does that sound good?” 

Sam nodded, beaming softly at him “Join me?”

He kissed her forehead “If you’ll have me.” Marc spoke as softly as she thought he ever could.

“Forever and always, baby”

He gently held her throat as he kissed her. “Let me get cleaned up first.”

Sam frowned at him. That was the point of the bath. He was about to bathe in water that would have her blood and cum- oh. Pushing him back, she looked at his pants, there was a wet spot in his dark jeans. When she looked up at him, it was her turn to sport his signature shit-eating grin. “Fuck Marc, that’s hot.”

“Come on, baby” he smiled softly at her as he took her hand and led her to the bathroom. He’d have carried her if his legs didn’t feel so shaky from his orgasm. “Let’s get you properly naked.” There was a candle lit and a Doctor Who mug of red wine. Marc briefly thought about buying her actual wine glasses, but he remembered their no-gift deal. Maybe he’d subtly suggest it to Steven. They took turns removing each other's clothes, planting kisses on the bare skin as they went. Sam hit the lights and together they sunk into the hot, bubbly water. They laid like they had when Sam had her panic attack. She was encased by him, covered in him. Naked, and vulnerable and yet warm, safe. Always safe with Marc. They sat in silence for an hour, occasionally running more hot water when needed; Sam had her ‘Marc’ playlist going. It had all the music her and Marc liked: Linkin Park, Eminem, Alice in Chains, Metallica. Not exactly the most romantic playlist in the world, but it was them. Then, Nothing Else Matters came on.

So close, no matter how far. Couldn't be much more from the heart

Forever trusting who we are And nothing else matters

Sam closed her eyes and sank into Marc and the water that was likely red. She thought about the night, not too long ago, where Steven and her were in a similar scenario.

Never opened myself this way. Life is ours, we live it our way

All these words, I don't just say. And nothing else matters

The way Steven cared for her, loved her. Treated her like she was something precious. That night, she told Steven she wanted to talk to Marc about how she felt, Steven was apprehensive. But Sam felt like if she waited any longer, she would burst.

Trust I seek and I find in you. Every day for us something new

Open mind for a different view. And nothing else matters

“You’re good at this, you know.” Sam wondered if Steven helped set this up, but even if he did, she knew Marc’s special touches. Marc struggled with being open, but never with showing her how much he loved her. She started getting out, but Marc grabbed her, he didn’t want her to go. “It’s okay honey.” She turned around, straddling him. Marc’s body immediately reacted.

Never cared for what they do

Never cared for what they know

But I know

Sam lathered up her hands with the lavender soap, and began washing his body. “Sam, you don’t-”

“Shhhhhh” She said softly, rocking her hips on him. “Let me take care of your body, as you always take care of mine.” Sam whispered, sinking her body down on him. “Nice and slow baby…”

So close, no matter how far. It couldn't be much more from the heart

Forever trusting who we are. And nothing else matters

Washing up his chest, his arms, massaging his constantly tense neck. “I love you Marc Spector. I love the way you protect me, the way you care for me, how you always manage to surprise me. And you are fun.” She kissed his forehead. “You and me, alone? When you don’t have to worry about anyone hurting me or Steven? You are so, so fun baby”

I never opened myself this way. Life is ours, we live it our way

All these words, I don't just say. And nothing else matters

Marc was entranced. His touch on her hips was light and gentle. He wasn’t moving her, he wasn’t chasing his own high. No, she was taking care of him. He simply wanted to hold her. She continued washing down his body, pressing kissing all over his face.

I never opened myself this way. Life is ours, we live it our way

All these words, I don't just say. And nothing else matters

She whispered close in his ear. “Can you come for me?” She leaned back. “Please, pretty boy? I wanna see your face, darling, I want to feel you fill me.” She looked at him pleadingly, like the only thing she wanted in this world was for him to cum inside her.

So close, no matter how far. Couldn't be much more from the heart

Forever trusting who we are. No, nothing else matters

When he got his release for the second time that night, she clutched him close to him. Holding her, staying inside her, staying as close as he can possibly get.

She laid in his arms that night, happy, content, in warm PJ’S.

But Marc couldn’t just let things be. Something had to be wrong. Something was always wrong. Between them, the mess that they were, Marc could not fathom her just being happy in his arms. Marc took the silence as sadness, not content. “What’s wrong?”

She looked up at him, confused and worried. “Nothings wrong…” She sat up, face closer to him. “You okay, Starlight?” She touched his face.

Marc closed his eyes, holding her hand to his cheek. “ I need you to be able to talk to me and Steven if this is going to work out…”

Sam pulled away, dropping her arms to her side as she sat back on her legs. “Honey, you're scaring me. Why would anything be wrong?”

“Why can’t you just… tell me?” 

Sam’s face shifted through a few emotions: sadness, confusion, and settling on anger. She glared at him. “Are you fucking kidding me?”

 Marc sat up now. “Excuse me?”

“You don’t get to do that Marc.”

“Do what?” Marc spat, confused how this turned into a fight. 

“You don’t get to tell me I need to be honest, when all you do is keep secrets.”

He glared at her now. “That’s different.”

A choked laugh. “How?! How can this possibly be different.?” She challenged him.

“My past,” Marc pointed at his chest. “Doesn’t have an effect on our relationship. Yours does.”

A flicker of hurt flashed across her face, “Yes, it most definitely. We had a great day. Just you and me, sex and food and love, alone with our music? It was beautiful Marc. Beautiful. That’s what I was thinking about! How perfect tonight was, how perfect you are and how much I love you. But you” she poked his chest “You are incapable of thinking anyone can ever just be happy with you. And that is learned, Marc. You learned that. You never talk about your family, you never talk about what happened growing up, what happened as Moon Knight or in the Marines or your time between! You were married, Marc, and I know nothing about that! And yet, everything about me, everything, you have pried out and I’m so, so tired of it!”

Marc sat there, watching her.

Sam continued, calmer, the hurt in her eyes prominent. “You know, Steven and I made a deal. Complete honesty, from both of us. No secrets, no lies, including by omission. And you know what hurt? I wanted to include you in that. But I knew you would never tell me anything about what happened to you.”

Marc was panicking. He needed to deflect. “Yeah? Steven tell you he kissed Layla?”

Hurt and surprise flickered across her face for a moment, then back to a glare. She grabbed her pillow.

“I’ll take that as a no.” Marc rolled his eyes like a child.

She pulled the blanket off the bed and stormed to the couch

“Fuck” Marc muttered, running his hands through his hair before getting off the bed “Honey, I’m sorry, come here” He tried to step towards her. 

“Stay!” She put her hand up and took a breath. Sam really, really, did not want to yell at him. “Away from me… Unless you are ready to talk about your mom and your brother, I’m staying on the couch.” He didn’t speak. “Yeah that’s what I thought…” she mumbled, making her bed.

Marc sighed “At least let me sleep on the couch.” He knew he fucked up massivly telling her about Steven, he was going to be pissed and Sam was hurt.

“No.” Sam turned on the tv. “I’m not going to sleep much tonight, so I’m taking an anti-anxiety pill and putting on The Office to distract me.” Sam grumbled, then looked at him. “You are staying here all night too. No running away. Tomorrow morning…” She looked at him assertively, with a face that said this is the deal, no negotiations. “Either we can talk about what happened over breakfast, or I want Steven. Got it? You can consider it tonight, and you can have one of my extra anti-anxiety pills if you need it. But I don’t want to see you until you are ready to stop being a hypocrite.” Marc stared at her, looking hurt but stubborn. Sam calmed down. “I love you baby, but I can’t keep going about knowing you know every horror my body holds and I have to wonder what those scars on your back are.”

Marc winced. “Sam-” she shot him a lot and he shut his mouth. Marc laid down in the dark, Sam had taken the blanket. He was cold, but too stubborn to move. Footsteps. She was at his bedside, laying a few of her throw blankets over him. “Sorry” she whispered.

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The Incubator Optimization

It was around 8 in the evening. I was with Dr. Eric and Chief Nurse Mel on a closed-door meeting inside the Office of the Chief of Clinics when suddenly, Ma'am Cristy, one of our admitting clerks in the ER, came rushing to knock on our door.

"Doc, pinapatawag po kayo ni Dra. sa ER. SOS daw po." She delivered, as she tries to catch her breath.

I immediately rushed to the ER to lend a hand. Three patients came all at the same time as they had a group chat or something: two obstetric patients in labor, and one 27-year-old "inarte" female complaining of shortness of breath after consuming a cup of coffee. The other two were negligible. The inarte patient was just plain inarte. You could actually tell by first look because, yes, we know who's the real deal and who's just faking it. The first OB patient was just in beginning labor while the other delivered in situ. Yep, she didn't even reach the delivery room. Worse is, she delivered to a preterm baby girl. Fuck.

"Mommy, based sa assessment namin kay baby, sa ultrasound mo, at sa huling regla mo, preterm po si baby. 33 weeks lang po s'ya. Kailangan po at least 37 weeks. Kailangan po n'ya ng pediatrician at kailangan din n'yang mailagay sa incubator kaya po namin kayo ita-itransfer sa ibang ospital." (Mommy, based on our assessment, your ultrasound results, and your last menstrual period, your baby was born preterm. She's just 33 weeks old. She needs to be at least 37 weeks at birth. She will be needing the care of a pediatrician and she'll have to be placed in an incubator that's why we have to transfer you to another hospital.) I told the mother.

The mother was amenable, as most mothers would be just to save her baby. So, I immediately called the neighboring hospital and coordinated the patient for transfer.

"Doc, sorry. We do have an incubator, but we do not have a pediatrician on duty to accept the case right now. We're all general practitioners here." The ER doctor from the other hospital told me over the phone.

"Ahh, okay po. Never mind, doc. We'll just see what we can do here. Thank you po." I replied, s-a-r-c-a-s-t-i-c-a-l-l-y.

Truth is, we do have two incubators in our hospital. But no one has ever used them before because no one is trained yet to operate one. But what the hell. I always have the mindset that a doctor shouldn't just be limited to what he knows. In saving lives, especially this life of an innocent 33-week neonate, you'll have to be prepared to take things beyond what you know. I was infuriated so I had to displace my rants to our ER nurses.

"Kung tayo yung may incubator pero walang pedia on duty, kahit hindi ako pedia, susubukan ko pa rin. Bakit sila hindi nila magawa 'yun?" (If we're the ones who has an incubator but not a pedia on duty, I would still try to make it work. Why can't they?) I furiously said.

So, I called Tony, a very close friend from med school and a pediatrician. I referred the case to him and asked for the basics of operating an incubator. After our brief talk, I called Sir Bryan, our ER nurse, and Dr. Eric to come with me and help me set our incubator up. I took a photo of the settings and sent it to Tony.

"Oks na 'yan. Basta ipa-HGT (hemo glucose test) mo every 8 hours. Kung hypoglycemic, wala, need mo talaga mag-IVF (intravenous fluids) line. Pero if good suck naman and dumedede sa mommy tapos walang signs ng RDS (respiratory distress syndrome), goods 'yan." He said.

So, I called the ER doctor from the other hospital again and told him that I'll be holding the transfer for now since I need to monitor the neonate's vital signs and activity. I told him that I'd be calling again if we're ready to transfer the patient.

Long story short, we were able to sustain the life of the baby while she was under our care. I never slept a single minute that night just to monitor how she's doing inside our squeaky-clean incubator from time to time. I then noticed that it was already 5am.

After sunrise, I was able to transfer the preterm patient to the SAME hospital that I coordinated her last night. She was received by Dr. Chua, a pediatrician. When the conduction nurse came back and told me that it was actually Dr. Chua who received the patient, the next words that came to my mouth were too obscene to actually put here.

"Akala ko ba walang pedia? Anong kap*£4^"£&* 'yung sinasabi nila na wala silang pedia?" I blurted out.

I told you it was obscene.

But I was relieved to know that the preterm baby girl is now in good hands.

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#5

read this lmao

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#4

ember. danny phantom’s TRANSformation. that one episode where sam cross-dresses to save the day. sam in general. dani’s existence.... etc etc etc i’m trans and bisexual now

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#3

like the pines family is meant to be jewish right. like the more and more i rewatch gf the more apparent it is to me that stanley at least is incredibly jewish

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#2

peter cushing getting choked out again: >:P

literally everyone:

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My #1 post of 2022

taste in men quiz i made that kinda blew up on the actual site lol

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Creator Spotlight: Week 8

Welcome back to the TWW Author Spotlight! For every spotlight, we’ll ask each featured author the same ten questions (as well as questions you submitted on Twitter!). This week, we’re excited to be chatting with mlea7675 on Twitter and AO3!

1) What are your top 5 desert island fics by other authors?

Donna Moss’s Orphan Collective by thatTWWgirl https://archiveofourown.org/works/34705486 This is probably my favorite found family AU. It’s got a really fresh take on J/D’s family, and really brings home the found family concept. Basically, J/D got pregnant before the Inauguration, had a shotgun wedding that night, and Donna decides to start having everyone over for dinner. And if you ever want to check out the other fics in this universe (as well as fics by this author in general), go for it!

Hell was the journey but it brought me heaven by @JessBakesCakes https://archiveofourown.org/works/39284985 This was the best Rosslyn anniversary fic I’ve ever read. I love any new baby fic (their youngest is born on the anniversary), and tying it with the Rosslyn angst was perfection. It’s also hilarious when you least expect it, and ties it all together in a really sweet ending. I will read it again and again!

hey, honey, you can be my new drug (you can be my new prescription) by scarmophogophs https://archiveofourown.org/works/35990224 This is my favorite hurt/comfort fic, and I’ve read a million of them! The Donna/Helen friend/boss energy (I cannot say enough good things about their dynamic) is a brilliant bonus, and I love the sweetness of the final scene!

One Good Reason by kcat1971  https://archiveofourown.org/works/13695738 I almost picked another expectant parent J/D fic, but this is definitely the crown jewel of the genre (so far!). It takes you on an odyssey from the moment they find out to the day they hold their little girl in their arms. It’s part of a series spanning about 30 stories that begin with J/D eloping to Hawaii, but it’s also good as a stand-alone. It was the first full universe for J/D I ever read, and I fell completely in love with it. And as an added bonus, Sam and Ainsley get married! There’s something for nearly every pairing.

Expecting Felicity by spybaby47 https://archiveofourown.org/works/29083599/chapters/71391675 This is the only non-J/D fic on my list, but it well earns its place. I have come to know this author as a beta reader, WW contemporary, and as a co-writer, and there is no better Jed/Abbey surprise baby AU than Felicity Bartlet. If you’re a fan of expectant parent fics, and of Jed and Abbey, then there is no better fic than this one. 

 2) Do you have a favorite character to write? Favorite ship(s) to write? Are there characters or ships you'd like to write more of?

My absolute favorite character to write is Donna. I have so many headcanons for her (particularly that reach high and line up with my own life), it’s hard to believe. Same with my favorite ships: J/D and their family, obviously, then Sam/Ainsley, and Jed/Abbey. I’d actually really like to write more Jed/Abbey, and Matt/Helen Santos. They are unexplored territory as far as the series and fanfics go.

3) Tell us about your writing process (setup/location? Night or day? Snacks/beverages? Computer/phone/notebook? Music or silence? Anything else you want to share is welcome!) 

I usually write at my desk in my room (I do my best work when I’m sitting up and alert). In the past, I’ve started in the evenings, then work throughout the next day until it’s done, but lately I’ve gradually started early the next day and work throughout the day (again, until it’s done). I write on my laptop because it’s easier to catch mistakes that way. Sometimes I’ll listen to music if it helps me get in a zone, but sometimes writing’s all I need. 

4) What writing advice do you have for others who may be reading this?

Don’t get too beat up when you make continuity mistakes. I’ve had to tell myself that quite a few times. 

5) From where do you usually draw your inspiration? (Other forms of media, music, tropes, etc?)

My AU ideas mostly come from movies and other TV shows. My headcanons often comes from my favorite things, things that happen to me, or ideas that’ll just pop into my head. Sometimes I’ll also listen to a song and have an idea for my canon. That happened to me last year, when I first heard Martina McBride’s tribute song to women battling breast cancer, and it turned into my fic, “I’m Gonna Love You Through It”. 

 6) What is the fic you've written that you're most proud of and why?

https://archiveofourown.org/works/36336937

This is a tough one! I’d have to say the story I’m most proud of is my Sam/Ainsley fic “The Journey”. Along with the previous fic I just mentioned, this was one where I was worried about touching some raw nerves. But all my research paid off, and I got nothing but positive praise for how I handled the subject matter. 

7) What's the fic trope/concept/AU you'd read 1000 of? What's the fic trope/concept/AU you'd write 1000 of?

The fic trope I would read a thousand of are expectant parent/birth fics-any couple. I’ve always loved watching labor and birth scenes/stories, so any opportunity I can get to write a pregnancy/labor/birth story, I’m taking it! 

And as far as writing, I would write both that and wedding fics. I love doing the research for weddings, particularly those that take place in another time period.

8) Is there anything you'd like to try writing-wise that you haven't yet? 

I would love to write more pre-canon. I think it is such rich territory, and also an opportunity to show how our characters may have met up before canon. And also, I would love to develop my post-canon world even more, way post-series to see where our characters and their families ended up. 

9) What's your go-to Starbucks/coffee shop/other drink order?

I’m not much of a coffee/tea/caffeine drinker, so my favorite drink order is probably hot chocolate or lemonade. 

10) Do you have any current projects you'd like to promote or anything upcoming you'd like to tell us about?

I have a Big Block of Cheese Day Halloween fic in my plans, and of course my trope fest fics! I would also like to announce a reboot of my co-written series with Jed/Abbey writer spybaby47. That should be up in the next couple of months, as well as an AU I'm currently writing with them. 

 Submitted questions:

(Some questions may be edited to avoid repetition) 

From @Audedeu: What's the story you had the most fun writing / to write? And which one was the most "sad", like you were crying when you were typing, lol ?

I think my favorite story to write was my Gilmore Girls-style small-town AU, “It Takes A Village” (https://archiveofourown.org/works/28346970)  And the fic I had the hardest time writing, the one that was the most “sad”, was my J/D anniversary fic, “Then, Now, and Forever”, particularly the last vignette I wrote (https://archiveofourown.org/works/31939990) 

From @S4MWILSON: funniest fic you’ve ever read? saddest? most thought provoking? fave rarepair ship, underrated ep, side character? #1 song for ur ship? wildest au you’ve ever thought of? ship you’ve never written for but would love to? tww crossover w what show?

Funniest fic I’ve ever read: Conspiracy by @hufflepuffhermione https://archiveofourown.org/works/31211078 

Saddest fic I’ve ever read: Broken Glass by sekinsey68 https://archiveofourown.org/works/15106631 

Most thought-provoking: I fall apart (and I thought I was so smart) by @rosieposiepie https://archiveofourown.org/works/30626918

Underrated episode: The White House Pro-Am

Underrated side character: Carol 

#1 J/D song: “When You Say Nothing At All” by Keith Whitley 

Wildest AU: Sam/Josh AU where Donna’s their surrogate. https://archiveofourown.org/works/27547978 

Ship I’ve never written for but would love to: I’d love to write for Charlie/Zoey. 

TWW Crossover: ER, Gilmore Girls, basically any 2000s show

From @flowersinapril_: are there any other movies that you would use as the basis for an AU?

Also fave shows that aren’t TWW?

Good questions! 1) On the romcom side, I’m thinking Mamma Mia (just because I’d love to see Josh, Cliff, Jack, and/or Colin in a lineup), and on the drama side, maybe Titanic or Parenthood (movie or TV)

2) My favorite shows besides TWW are Gilmore Girls, ER, The Brady Bunch, and The Mary Tyler Moore Show 

 From @JessBakesCakes: I’m curious how you balance the existing characters and canon universes for your AUs with the characters from TWW you introduce. How do you decide what to change and what to keep from each world?

Awesome question! It changes from one AU to the next-some are much more fleshed out than others. A lot of times when my AU is based on a specific movie, I tend to stick very close to the source material. In stories like my “When Harry Met Sally” AU, everything fits perfectly! If it’s a fusion fic like “It Takes A Village” or “How to Save A Life”, then I decide based on what I think would be best for the story. And sometimes the story takes on a life of its own. For example, I wanted “How To Save a Life” to be more “Grey’s Anatomy”, but it ended up being more “ER”. Hope this answers your question!

Thanks again, Molly!

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[gay-jewish-bucky]

so apparently there's a rumor going on that Steve would come back to share the mantle with Sam because people in real life have been using Steve's mantle for fascist rants. which is I dunno. I just have bad vibes with how they word it.

in all honesty i don't how steve coming back as cap wouldn't just make it worse, the same way h*dra cap would

the people who use the shield to be fascist are also racists (with no understanding of the character's history) who despise the fact a black man is carrying the mantle

at the end of the day that's the only reason they want chris back, they don't think sam should be cap and were far more ready to support walker than him

chris has strongly stated numerous times he will not come back as captain america and that the title is solely mackie's

this is disney's fault and it is on them to call out these people the same way jack kirby's son has, they actually have the influence but they wont because it will hurt their bottom line

[boomgers]

Hay que ser como… “Jane”

Jane, una ecologista de 9 años, quiere salvar a los animales en peligro de extinción. Con su poderosa imaginación, Jane lleva a sus mejores amigos David y el chimpancé Greybeard en aventuras extraordinarias para ayudar a proteger a los animales salvajes de todo el mundo.

Tal y como dice su ídola, la doctora Jane Goodall: “Solo si lo entendemos, nos puede importar. Solo si nos importa, podremos ayudar. Solo si ayudamos, se podrán salvar”.

Estreno: 14 de abril de 2023 en Apple TV+.

La serie cuenta con las actuaciones de Ava Louise Murchison, Mason Blomberg, Tamara Almeida, Dan Abramovici, Jazz Allen, Sam Marra, Mary Louise Parker, Paul Sun Hyung Lee, Al Rodrigo, Lucian River Chauhan, Samantha Walkes, Brian George y Graham Greene.

La Dra. Jane Goodall y los protagonistas de la serie atendiendo la premiere mundial el 14 de abril de 2023 en Los Ángeles, California

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