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augustvandyne · 8 months ago

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Five times you and Addison Montgomery almost kiss, and the one time you do, please?

i love addie so much she’s so cute! also, i wasn’t sure if you preferred this to take place during greys or private practice, so i went with greys!

tw: mentions of vomiting

a story for the grandkids

It was in the crossing of early morning, late night.

You’d been at the hospital for over forty-eight hours. And only about ten of that had been small naps.

Being on Addison’s service was kicking your ass, but you wanted to be an OBGYN with your whole heart and soul, and you would give up anything for that. Even a little sleep.

You were currently watching over a baby whose mother had just left her.

This world was messed up, and you hated people for it. Sometimes you thought you were too empathetic for this world, but that’s what made you a great doctor.

Or at least that’s what Addison told you.

You’re drifting to sleep as you feel a tug on your pointer finger. You spent most of the night just watching the tiny humans chest thump with heartbeats.

But now you were getting restless, and there hadn’t been any response from the baby at all until now.

You sat up excitedly at the small on and off pressure being added to your finger.

“Hi, sweet girl,” You run your thumb over her small knuckles. “That’s it. You’re so strong.”

Your eyes are sparkling and your lips are wide with a large smile plastering your face.

Addison watches the interaction from across the NICU, and she thinks it’s the cutest thing she’s ever witnessed. She’s worked with a lot of aspiring interns interested in neonatal work, but she’s never met someone like you.

“Everything okay?” Addison is watching you more than the baby.

“Yes!” You are bouncing in your seat. “She— she’s responsive. I’ll admit, I was falling asleep for a second— but I felt a tug on my finger, and— she’s so strong, Dr. Montgomery.”

“Please, call me Addison,” She smiles at you, grabbing a pen from her lab coat to mark the newfound information on the chart. “And thank you for being honest with me. This is amazing news.”

“If I have to call you Addison, you should call me Y/n,” You try to convince her.

Addison chuckles, “We’ll see.”

You lower your head so your level with the incubator, your eyes closing slightly.

Addison looks up from the chart, her lips tilting up from hearing your small snores.

“Dr. Y/l/n,” Addison clears her throat, and you jump awake.

“Huh?” You rub your eyes, letting go of the babies hand for the first time in hours.

“You should go home. Get some sleep,” Addison nods.

“But— I still have a few more hours—“

“I’m telling you to go home,” Addison places her pen back in the pocket she retrieved it. “You came in early yesterday, therefore, I’m cutting you off for today.”

“Okay,” You chuckle. You stand and come closer to her, moving to stand between the incubator and her. “I’ll see you..”

“Whenever I please,” Addison gives you a breathtaking smile, only now realizing the two of you are very close.

She thinks about it for a split second, her eyes closing in on your lips. But she clenches her jaw and takes a tiny step back.

She’s grateful you’re too tired to remember this tomorrow.

“Go on, Dr. Y/l/n,” Addison nods towards the door to the NICU.

You huff for what had to be the hundredth time in the past hour.

There was nothing you hated more than plastics. It wasn’t the treatments, per se.. actually, that was part of it. You hated seeing them in pain as you dressed their burns and their cries.

But you also hated Mark Sloan. You could feel his stares on you as you worked on what he’d asked. He treated you like an object, and you were over it.

You also hated him because of the way he treated Addison.

Yes, you know, she was definitely in the wrong, but she’s apologized and everyone is over it. At least everyone except Mark.

“Y/l/n. If you huff one more time you’ll be on dry cleaner and coffee duty,” Mark threatens.

Although it wasn’t really a threat to you. It was better than wondering when he was going to pounce on you.

“It’s better than being here,” You mumble, finishing a dressing on a mans hand. He was a champ.

“What? Wanna share with the class?”

“I said it’s better than being here,” You finally snapped. “I will happily get your coffee and dry cleaning.”

“Perfect,” Mark flashed you a smile without even telling you where to go and what to get. You’d just ask Alex.

You somehow managed to stumble into the NICU, in search for Alex, but you didn’t find him.

You only found Addison.

“Oh, thank god. Someone sane,” Addison comes towards you and puts her hands on your shoulders.

“I don’t know about that,” You laugh. “But I do know I might kill Mark Sloan tonight.”

“Ugh, you got Mark? Out of everyone?” Addison grimaces. “I’m sorry. I’ll help you plan.”

“Amazing,” You smiled blissfully— just being in the NICU and near Addison is what you needed to calm yourself.

You lean your forehead on Addison’s shoulder, and you feel Addison’s hand make its way to the back of your head.

When you lift your head, your mouth is awfully to the side of Addison’s face.

She locks eyes with you but moves her head to the side, away from your face. She notices Alex towards the back of the room, flirting with a nurse.

“Karev, show Y/l/n where Dr. Sloan gets his coffee and his dry cleaning.”

Nothing could have prepared you for what went wrong on that table today.

You knew this was a possibility going into neonatal, and fetal, but even that couldn’t have prepared you for the first death of a mother.

You didn’t even know what went wrong, really.

The mother was fine— you were delivering her baby by C-section and then all of the sudden she started crashing.

Addison had to lead you to the side before she tried to save the patient. You just stood there. Painless, numb, frozen.

It was like you couldn’t breathe.

And when Addison called time of death you all but ran out of the operating room and towards an on-call room.

You were sitting on the edge of the bed, your scrub cap in your hands as you leaned your head back in hopes to get the tears to go away.

“Y/l/n,” Addison crouches down in front of you, her hand finding a comforting spot on your knee.

You try to ignore the burning sensation of her hand through your scrubs.

“I don’t—“ Your voice cracks and you move your hands to your face, crying into the scrub cap.

“Shh,” Addison shushes you, running another comforting hand up and down the side of your thigh. “We had no idea that was going to happen. It’s not your fault.”

“But her poor husband,” Your words are muffled through the cap. “And the baby..”

“I know,” Addison removes her hand from the side of your leg and moves your hand from your face. “It’s okay.”

Addison lifts herself from the floor and to the bed beside you.

She looks at you with sympathy, because she remembers the first mother she lost. It tore her apart just as it was doing to you.

“It will get better,” Addison promises.

“It’s not fair,” You blow out a breath. “She was fine.”

“Stop. You’re getting yourself worked up,” Addison frowns, pulling you into her side.

You melt into her side, your left leg moving on top of her own. You vigorously wipe at your tears, but they just keep coming.

You sob into her shoulder for a few minutes, soaking her dark blue scrubs to a darker blue.

Addison lifts your head to see your face.

It’s mostly dark in the room, only a small lamp sat on the desk in the back corner. You could barely see her face, but she could see yours perfectly.

She wipes the tears from your face and pushes the damp hair away that sticks onto your face.

Your eyelashes stick together as you look down at her lips slightly, and back up towards her eyes.

“You okay?” Addison’s eyes make their way down to your lips.

She leans forward, and she almost thinks she’s going to, but she pulls you in for a hug.

“Yeah,” You sigh.

“It’d be nice if I could breathe right now,” You joked, although it wasn’t really a joke. It felt like the air had been swept from your lungs.

How did you get stuck with your hand on the bomb?, was a very good question.

One you definitely didn’t have the answer to.

All you knew was the second the paramedics hand was out of there, yours was right inside the body.

Your hand was growing tired, but you really didn’t want to die today. You haven’t even really fell in love yet, not really, and that’s something you’d like to experience before dying.

The next few minutes fly by in a blur. Meredith and Cristina come up with a plan to safely take care of the bomb, and the next second your out the door. Praying to any Gods above that you make it out of this alive.

“Breathe, Y/n,” Meredith reminds you.

“I can’t,” You let out a shaky gust of air. “I really c— can’t.”

“Come on, now is not the time to have an asthma attack,” Cristina curses. “I don’t have her extra inhaler, do you?”

“No.. she gave it to..”

“Addison,” The two say together.

“Crap,” You gasp for air.

“Okay, here’s what we’re going to do,” Burke looks between the two - Meredith and Cristina - as a sheen of sweet forms on his forehead. “One of you are going to have to take over for her and the other needs to take her to Dr. Montgomery now. Before things get out of hand and we all die.”

“You’re right,” Meredith nods. “Okay, I’ve got it. A count of three, Y/n, got it?”

“Yes,” You’re trying to inhale anything at this point, but you can’t seem to grab anything.

You successfully make the trade off with Meredith, and your anxiety skyrockets as you are forced to leave her behind.

“Y/n—“

“I know,” You share a silent understanding with your best friend.

Tell him.

I know.

“Come on, let’s go,” Cristina tugs on your arm and takes you right towards the redhead.

“Oh, y/n,” Addison dives right into your arms, unaware of the fact that you can’t breathe at all. “Thank god you’re alright. You are okay, right? I don’t see any bruises.”

“Dr. Montgomery,” Cristina breaks the moment. “You have her inhaler?”

“Oh!” Addison sees the paleness in your face and begins reaching for your inhaler, finding it in her back pocket. “Here.”

Addison doesn’t care about the blood coating your hand as she holds your hand to help you with your inhaler.

Addison leans her face forward to make sure you’re doing it right, and when you remove your hand her lips are awfully close to your face.

You take a sharp inhale of breath you didn’t have a second ago, and you actually think she’s gonna go through with it for a second.

But you had an audience, and she didn’t want your first kiss to be in front of her ex-husband and your subordinates.

“You’re okay?” Addison checks over you.

“You called me by my name,” Is the first thing you say when you’re fully back.

Addison laughs, “I did.”

You giggle to yourself as you sit at the bar in Joes.

You were all supposed to originally go there so you could drink and do trauma dumps for the week, but everyone got called in for their respective specialties, except you.

A familiar fragrance hits your nose, and you rest back, almost falling out of the stool at the bar.

“Woah there,” Addison catches you quickly before you fall.

“Addie,” You sigh in content, laying your arm across the table, your head resting in the crook of your arm.

“Hm?” Addison presses her lips together. “Meredith told me I might find you here.”

“She did?” You ask with a little too much excitement.

“Yeah,” Addison laughs at you. “What happened? Are you upset? Is that why you’re like this?”

“Nooooo,” You poke her on the nose.

You begin to stand, putting your coat on due to the frigid weather.

“Where are you off to?” Addison stands quickly, following you right out the door.

“The hospital!” You gasp. “To save more babies. I like babies. I want babies. I want them with this one person, but I don’t think they want them with me. Which is okay! I’m.. I think I’m gonna throw up.”

Addison follows you to the grass, holding your hair back as you empty your stomach onto the ground.

She pushes down the jealousy as she rubs your back soothingly.

You lean up fast, looking her in the eyes with the most adorable expression (in her opinion).

You give a wide smile, leaning forward the slightest bit.

She does think about it, but your first kiss shouldn’t be this way. You wouldn’t even be able to remember it in the morning. And your mouth tasted awful.

“Come on,” Addison steers you away from the grass and back into the bar. “Let’s get you a coffee. Maybe some fries. How does that sound?”

You groan in response.

Weddings really just irked you. And you didn’t know what it was about them.

Maybe the fact that you spend so much money for a stupid party you won’t even remember in two years, but Addison seemed to love it.

That’s the only reason you were going - was for Addison.

You’d noticed over the past few weeks how close Addison has come to kissing you. You were really hoping today might be it.

You were a bridesmaid, due to you being one of Cristina’s very best friends.

Although right now you were really regretting even agreeing in the first place.

First off, you hated the dress. Brown? Out of any color? Second, (again on the dress) it didn’t fit your body type well at all. And lastly, you were beginning to think there wouldn’t even be a wedding.

Cristina kept freaking out. All day. And now you could hear someone approaching the door. You had a feeling it was Burke.

Meredith calls for you and when you come to the door it’s not Burke.

It’s Addison.

“Addison,” You slip out of the room. “What’s wrong? Is everything okay with Burke?”

“Everything’s okay for now,” Addison keeps a stoic expression on her face. “But is she almost ready? He’s getting antsy, and he might not go through with it.”

You clench your jaw, shaking your head.

“I’m not even the maid of honor and I’m running around fixing everything?” You whisper-shout.

“Don’t get mad at me,” Addison lifts her brows.

“I’m just— this whole wedding is a disaster. First these stupid dresses, second the bachelorette party? I mean, what the hell kind of party was that?! And now Cristina can’t remember her vows, and there may as well—“

You’re cut off by Addison’s lips smashing onto yours.

“Finally,” You sigh, leaning into her.

Her hands find your hips, grabbing onto them as she pushes you against the wall. Your arms wrap around her neck.

“And for the record,” She says between kisses. “I love this dress on you.”

This was a story for the grandkids.

#addison montgomery x reader #addison montgomery #greys anatomy x reader #greys anatomy #greys abc #send asks #wlw post #addie is cutesie #meredith grey #cristina yang

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thatsatricky1 · 8 months ago

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𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖓𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖋𝖙

Pairing: Criminal Choi San x Nurse (afab) Reader.

Genre: Thriller, Crime, Romace

Warnings: Hospitals, slight gore, wounds, gun shot wound mentioned, blood mentioned, gun mentioned, criminal activities, bank heist.

Disclaimers: This is a work of fiction and does not accurately describe San, again this is fiction for entertainment purposes. Also I wrote this at an ungodly hour at night so please excuse if there are any grammar or misspellings (English is not my first language) I will go back to re-edit any mistakes later after I get some sleep.

Word count: 3,4k+

“I still remember you full of youth, wide eyed, holding a water bottle in one hand and a fall risk document in the other.”

“Ah yes when I was a resident still full of hope.” Y/n commented back not looking up from the computer where she was typing up a quick patient report. An already empty coffee cup in the trash can next to the desk and a freshly opened 500ml energy drink laid next to the computer keyboard.

“Now you’re just like the rest of us.” Chan spoke again with a small lopsided smile leaning against the desk, arms crossed figure still clothed in his lab coat.

“Chan, I love you but your shift ended an hour ago, leave before you get stuck here.” Y/n shut down Chan’s small talk.

“Couldn't I say the same for you?”

“No, understaffed as per usual meaning I’m doing a double shift.” Y/n answered back to Chan’s retort causing him to stand up straight.

“You are taking another double shift? You know you can say no sometimes.” Chan frowned watching her still typing up the last few sentences of her report on a new income patient.

“I’d love to but Yeji and Rose are both on holiday, Momo is on leave since she’s in her third trimester, Mark is sick, so is Yoona, Hani, Suzi and Doyoung. Oh and Irene got moved to ward F4.” Y/n listed off with her finger spinning in her chair to face Chan now.

“Felix?” Chan asked out stubbornly.

“He did the last double shift, late and night shift.” Y/n shot back.

Chan sighs moving to rub his eyes letting out a groan not liking how his ward was always understaffed but most ward were, that’s how it was. He was always asking the hospital to hire more nurses, it looked like even him, the head doctor couldn’t change their stingy ways.

Hospital staff worked as a team. Doctors, nurses, emt’s, cleaners, chefs, receptionists, therapists, interns, residents, technicians, all staff were a team together. If just one was missing, the hospital wouldn’t work.

“I’m going to try again at the next board meeting to get them to reconsider adding extra staff.” Chan mentions while Y/n gets out of her seat standing in front of him.

“Of course you will, you do every time Dr. Bang, but how about for now you go to bed, can’t have a sleep deprived doctor working on my patients.” Y/n teased a cheeky smile gracing her lips but eyes were evidently tired as she patted his chest.

“Alright, alright nurse Y/n. I’m on call though, so if anything happens it’s my number you need to call during Night Shift Alright?” Chan conceded one arm raised in mock surrender while the other patted her hand that laid on his chest.

“Good, sleep well Chan.” Y/n replied letting her hand slip away from being sandwiched between Chan’s chest and hand. No doubt already making up her mind to not bother on calling Chan as she was a pro in emergencies.

Y/n moving away over to the medication area opening the cabinets while flipping open the iPad going onto her patients medical plans to start preparing their medication before they’d be going to sleep.

Chan watched silently as Y/n moved with muscle memory reaching for different medications she knew like the back of her hand placing them in one use containers.

“Sleep well too Y/n after your shift ends.” Chan quietly spoke out in the room but loud enough to hear as she hummed out in response.

With one more reluctant look at leaving her alone for the Night Shift, Chan grabbed his things leaving the nursing room. Y/n hearing his footsteps faintly leave down the hallway.

Y/n taking in a deep breath, blinking away the heavy feeling in her eyelids. Hands moving nimbly as usually putting another 400mg pain tablet into a container.

It had hit 3 a.m. Y/n having just finished another round through her patients rooms making her way back towards the nursing room pocketing her low light torch and quickly checking the time on her pocket watch, a puff of air releasing from her mouth realising she still had four more hours till change over.

Unlocking the nursing room and pushing it open with her hip letting the door stay all the way open as she moved to grab her nearly finished energy drink. Moving it up to her lips only to pause hearing the night shift phone start ringing.

Only letting her eyes flutter shut for a moment of annoyance that coursed through her tired body knowing fully well she shouldn’t have hoped for a peaceful night. Yet even when placing the drink down in favour to grab the phone still holding on to a string of hope it was just Irene who was on night shift on F4 wanting to call to pass time and gossip about her new work colleagues.

With a click of a button she pressed the phone to her ear calling out her wards name, F2 and her name.

“Hey Y/n it’s Eunwoo, Irene is gonna look after F2 and F4 for a while. I need you down here for some extra help. Sorry sweetheart.” Eunwoo’s voice muffled out of the old desperately in need of updating, hospital night shift phone.

Just like that Y/n’s peace was broken, but she didn’t dwell on it and instead nodded to herself gripping the phone tighter as she stuffed her pocket with gloves, a Sutures scissors and hand bottle of disinfectant.

“Alright Eunwoo I’m on my way down to the Emergency ward, keep tight I’ll be three minutes max.” Y/n replied not waiting for his response as she ended the call already moving out of the nursing office, locking it behind her before rushing as quietly as she could down the hallway, taking the stairs instead of the elevator.

Making it in under two minutes gloves on and ready. Swiftly making her way down the hallway, Eunwoo joined her halfway.

“What happened, Eunwoo?” Y/n asked straight to the point, turning her head to cast her gaze on her friend.

“Good morning to you too sweetheart, three guys came in severely wounded, one shot, the other two pretty scratched up. They won’t talk about it. My guess is some gang robbery on the trio went wrong and they're traumatised or still in shock from it.” Eunwoo informed, somehow slipping a joke in as well.

“And I’m here, why then?”

“Because my dear Y/n I have my hands full with critically injured patients and there is one guy left from the three that needs to be patched up.” Eunwoo finally explained.

“Eunwoo-” Y/n started to go on her rant but was cut off by Eunwoo who stopped them grabbing her blue medical gloved hands in his own matching pair.

“Y/n I wouldn’t ask you to come down without a reason, I’m on my second double shift in a row, I have four burn victims I constantly have to attend to until space frees up in the critical ward. We used to work in the emergency ward together so I knew you’d get it.” Eunwoo spoke this time seriously, squeezing Y/n’s hands gently.

Y/n gazed into Eunwoo’s eyes for a few seconds before softening her gaze, nodding understanding him. Eunwoo’s eyes brightened knowing he could count on her pulling her into a tight hug.

“He’s in room 4, thank you Y/n you are a lifesaver. I owe you one.” Eunwoo thanked her, taking his leave to rush back to room 6.

“Yeah, I know.” She muttered to herself, hands on her hips before looking over to room 4.

“I’m fine, like I said before you can attend to my friends first.” A smooth yet somehow gruff voice called out in the dim room.

“Well that’s an interesting introduction. And for your peace of mind, your friends have already been attended to.” Y/n spoke from the doorway leaning against it.

“You’re not that guy.” The male blurted out observing Y/n.

“Very observant. No I’m not, but you’re my patient now, so let’s have a look at what I’m working with.” Y/n clearly amused as she stepped properly into the room now, picking up the new patients chart.

Having to keep a poker face noticing Eunwoo’s chicken scratch handwriting with barely any information. Male, looks to be mid twenties, might have a cut on his right forearm and some scratches to the face. Not a lot to work off of.

Placing the chart down Y/n looked over at the guy taking in his appearance. He was quite attractive, that is something she couldn’t deny. Recently freshly bleached hair, black combat boots, plain black pants, an olive green hoodie paired with a questionable leather combat vest, that she hoped was just an odd choice of street fashion wear. One of his hands gloved with a chain attached to it, the other hand was covered in wrist bands.

“Are they really fine?” The guy asked, watching as Y/n grabbed supplies bring them over to the bed he was sitting on, legs placed on the floor in habit in case he needed to make a break for it.

“Eunwoo has magic hands, you’re friends are most definitely more than fine.” She reassured him.

“But you on the other hand, need to get patched up now.” Y/n pointed out hand gesturing towards his bloodied sleeve.

“It’s not mine.” San explained, the blood having soaked into his sleeve of his hoodie earlier.

Y/n held back from raising her eyebrow shaking her head pointing out “I’m going to assume you got blood on your sleeve from your friends gun shot wound.”

“Yeah something like that.” He nods.

“Alright so, I still need to patch up your face. Make sure those wounds don’t leave any nasty scars.” She spoke while preparing everything all while he watched curiosity clear in his eyes.

San could clearly tell the young nurse was tired, then again it was always said that nurses are overworked so he shouldn’t be surprised, it was also 3 something a.m.

“I’m Y/n F/n, but you can call me Y/n.” Y/n introduced herself before gesturing at her equipment asking permission silently to start. San giving a single not for the go ahead.

Y/n moved to start cleaning up the scratch that was clean along the bridge of his nose, it would leave a faint scar from the depth but with her skillful hands it wouldn’t be as noticeable. Being this up close to him made her realise he had an eyebrow piercing, something Y/n was a sucker for. But she was also professional.

“San.”

“No last name?” She hummed out eyebrows scrunching the slightest bit in focus, a detail San couldn’t help but burn into his memory gaze never leaving her face.

“Just San.” He replied back waiting to be further interrogated but was pleasantly surprised by Y/n not asking further questions on him. Yet for some reason also hoped she’d dig further.

“So do you always come waltzing through the emergency entrance with sounds wearing a leather vest or is this something you’re just scratching off your bucket list?” Y/n tried making small talk, wanting his attention off her face, noticing his intense stare.

“We got robbed, not something I put on my bucket list, don’t have one to begin with.” San replied with a small smirk placed against his lips at her words. The lies slipped off his tongue easily as it was a thing he did often.

“Mm, Eunwoo did say something about a robbery. At least you have a new conversation started to use on people.” Y/n offered up a barely good thing to come out of the situation that happened to him and his friends.

“You look tired.” San blurted out wanting to change the topic off of his friends and situation since he didn’t want to slip up on it and talk further on it as when Mingi, Wooyoung and he had gone to the hospital the furthest they’d made up on their alibi was getting robbed and none of the three would say more in case they gave different stories.

“Once again a great observation San, I’m on a double shift. I had a late shift. Now I’m on night shift due to our wonderfully understaffed hospital like every other hospital.” Y/n replied to him wondering if she looked like a mess for him to be pointing out she looked tired.

“Fuck. Sounds like it happens a lot.” San muttered out holding back a wince as she cleaned over a cut on his cheekbone, being used to the pain but that didn’t mean he was immune to it.

“It does.” Y/n hummed out before saying with an amused grin “Do I look that bad?”

“No, just because you look tired doesn’t mean you look bad. You look good.” San responded just as fast, eyes never falling from her face unlike how her hand faltered from where it was attending to his cheekbone.

“… Well you should see me with at least eight hours of sleep and in clothes that aren’t my scrubs.” Y/n teased out having to take a second, surprised by the sudden comment he made.

“Don’t tempt me, you know I’d want to see that.” San spoke out confidently, his pierced eyebrow raising. Only to wince at Y/n ‘accidentally’ pressing harder on his wound.

“Careful San if I didn’t think any better I’d say you’re testing your luck on a night shift nurse right after being robbed.” She shook her head to hold back her amusement.

“And what if I am?” He boldly asked hand slyly moving to grab her wrist gently stopping her from continuing with patching up his face. Y/n noticing just how close their faces were now.

“I’d say it would be a lost cause San, seeing as I’m your nurse and you’re my patient. Your not the first flirt I’ve come across in the work field and certainly not the last.” She put on a confident face tilting her head.

San’s eyes flickering the briefest second down at her lips before staring deep into her eyes, the smirk on his lips turning into a grin.

“Hasn’t stopped other people in the past. I like challenges Y/n.”

“This is a challenge you can only fail at San, I don’t typically go for guys without last names.”

“Choi.” San bluntly replied leaning another inch towards her face.

“I don’t go for bleach blondes.” Y/n responded right after not moving her face back.

“Hair dye exists darling.” San moved closer as if challenging her back, her head not retreating backwards.

“I like my men honest, wanna give me a rundown on how the robbery happened?” Y/n asked out while still doing her job causing San to let out a puff of air amused.

“If I get a kiss I might just tell you every little detail.” San was instantly sorting a made up robbery in his head.

“How about the story first?”

“No can do darling, the kiss comes first.” San denied his lips now so close she could nearly feel them against her own.

“Then I guess we are at a stalemate.” Y/n retorted yet didn’t move back.

San took this as a sign, eyes slowly closing as he moved forward only to be met with air.

Blinking his eyes a few times before fully opening them to see Y/n staring back amused, face a few inches away from his again.

“I got the last name, but your hair is still blonde and I didn’t get that story.” She shrugged, tugging her wrist out of his grasp easily seeing as he’d been holding it lightly in his grasp beforehand.

“Tease.” San groaned out moving backwards so his upper half of his body fell onto the bed.

“Whatever you say Choi San. Well as much as I enjoyed our interesting conversation, I need to go back to my ward to do another round on my patients seeing as you're all finished.” Y/n explained as she got up patting away the imaginary dusk on her scrubs after disposing of her one use gloves.

San was pleased to see no ring in sight on her now revealed hands. Sitting up with his hands holding all his wait he watched her put away the equipment she’d used.

“I thought I was also your patient, shouldn’t I get some of your time as well?” San didn’t let up not wanting her to leave so soon knowing fully well this could be their only interaction to his unfortunate displeasure at the thought.

“Well I can’t be using all my attention on one patient, that’s bias.” Y/n shrugged, moving to lean against the doorway of the room once again like she’d done when she’d first entered the room.

“You’ll probably be able to be discharged soon, be careful where you’re walking around at night with your friends. You’ve got a handsome face, one I don’t want to see get scratched up again and also in my hospital again, stay safe Choi San. Look after yourself.”

San smiled at her kind yet teasing words.

“I’ll try not to. But that doesn’t mean we won’t bump into each other again. The world is a small place you never know when we’ll see each other again.” San replied back.

“Sure thing.” Y/n nodded not thinking they’d cross paths again, but she wouldn’t mind it if it was in any other setting but the hospital she worked in.

Turning to leave Y/n held back an amused laugh hearing San call out to her as she finally took her leave.

“I’ll be waiting for that kiss Darling!”

“Darling?” It was a voice she’d thought she’d never hear again. Much less run into the man.

All she could do was stare in shock and slight anger at the sight in front of her.

San stood there gun in hand, face scratched up again because of the fight that had been taking place at 9pm on a random street in Seoul.

Y/n having been a random witness to the cruel street criminal actions taking place in the bank where’d she’d come by on her only day off she’d managed to get wanting to pay a bit of her student loans.

“You never got robbed.” Was all she could manage to whisper out, San having to strain his ears to hear it, but it was evident he’d heard her by the frown that had settled on his face.

San had been in a robbery gone wrong that night. Though he wasn’t the one who’d gotten robbed. He’d been the one trying to rob others. His grip on his gun faltered quickly, pocketing it in his waistband, glancing at the dead cameras shuffling closer to off duty nurse. Only for her to shuffle back from where she’d been sitting on the ground due to having been ordered by another man ten minutes ago to do so at the beginning of the bank heist currently taking place.

“Darling don’t, don’t you move away from me.” San scrambled with his words trying to back track this whole situation cursing out himself for life putting the two of you here at the same time and not some cliche bump into each other at a coffee shop cliche.

“You shouldn’t have told me your last name San.” Y/n spoke with determination, eyes barely managing to glare at her once patient who’d lied and flirted with her so easily.

“Well I guess that means we have a dilemma on our hands.” San clenched his jaw tight at her words.

“You won’t get away with this San, taking people's hard earned money like this.”

“That’s not what this is Y/n.” San denied desperately wanting her to understand the situation.

“That’s what it looks like to my Choi San.” She retorted, eyes flicking to his hands as he fiddled with something taking another step in her direction, eyes staring once again at that face he’d been thinking about this whole time since they’d first met months ago.

“Oh Darling. You have no idea.”

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iateyourparents · 11 months ago

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can you do one like the medium but for sam? 🙊

medium | s.g.

pairing: sam golbach x fem!medium!reader

summary: you’re a guest in sam and colby’s video.

warnings: place they are exploring is made up by me, mentions of death, physical hurt, use of y/n, bad writing and grammar(i’m sorry but english isn’t my first language), wasn’t proofread

an: thank you! i wrote it kinda differently than colby’s one but i hope you like it <33 here’s colby’s version of medium.

pictures are from pinterest:)

“What’s up guys! It’s Sam and Colby!” Colby started the video.

You stood next to them waiting for them to announce your presence.

“Today we are exploring haunted hospital. But it’s not just a hospital.” Sam said “It has graveyard in the backyard. People laying there were murdered by doctors and nurses here and then they were buried behind the hospital by cleaners to get rid of the bodies.”

“Exactly.” Colby nodded „We will tell you more about the history of this place in a moment but now let’s welcome on our channel ours today’s guest! Y/n, Sam’s girlfriend, will be exploring with us!”

You smiled and waved at the camera while Sam cointinued Colby’s introduction of your person “Most of you probably don’t know but my love is a medium. So we’re positive it will give us more perspectives on this place. Baby, how do you feel about this experience?”

You were about to answer when Colby interrupted with a cheeky smirk “Good, thanks babe.”

You only laughed while Sam shook his head with a smile and again looked at you.

“I feel excited, that’s my first time in so haunted place.” you laughed “I already can tell there’s so much bad and sad vibes in this place.”

“Great, then let’s start.” Colby clapped his hands.

You all walked into the hospital where waiting for you was yours tourguide. He quicky gave you a tour and said some things about this place to the camera and the left you alone.

„Okay, so like Mike said, the graveyard is called the most active place on the hospital’s grounds. So why won’t we start there?” Sam offered.

You went to the exit into the backyard and just as you walked through the doorframe you could feel shivers running down your spine. You felt overwhelming sadness and brutality. You literally could feel emotions of spirits here but as fast as it came it was gone.

“When I walked through the doors I felt shivers all over me and I felt like I was one of those spirits. I felt their emotions. But it was quickly gone.” you said to the camera.

“You just can feel this…sadness.” Colby added “I don’t know if it’s only me but I feel like I’m being watched.”

You and Sam agreed with his words and you explained to the viewers “I’m honestly not surprised we feel like it because we are being watched. I feel so many spirits here. I can see only couple of them but I’m sure that those I can’t see are also looking at us. But honestly I don’t feel…threatened? Like, I was expecting to feel not okay, to them not being okay with us because of how they ended up here but it’s actually opposite. They are curious but don’t feel need to harass us or something.”

“That’s actually a big relief because this place is known for people getting attacked in many ways.” Sam said. „Baby, could you describe who you see?”

“Sure.” you shrugged and looked around “Most spirits I see are pretty young. But I can see some olders ones too. They all are just standing or sitting around, I think they may be in places where their bodies are.”

“That’s so sad.” Sam pouted “Imagine dying here and getting buried here without your family knowing so they couldn’t even visit you and when it all was discovered it was too late to find everybody’s relatives.”

“We should probably start investigation.” Colby stated after a moment of silence. “We will start here with the spirit box but we were thinking about doing an estes method here outside later.”

You took a rempod from Sam and placed it on the stone that was gravered with story of this grounds as a memory of all these victims of bad care system and cruel people working here.

It wasn’t long later when rem pod started going off.

“Alright, whoever touched that, thank you.” Colby said „We want you all to know we come here in peace and just to get to know more about you and what happened here. We don’t want to disrespect or harass you. We promise we won’t do anything you don’t want us to but we’re hoping some of you will communicate with us.” rem pod went off again. “Thank you.”

“I can feel that most of them actually came here after your speech.” you stated and boys smiled.

„If you want to say anything to us, just say it to this thing and it will say it to us.” Sam explained turning on the spirit box.

Not a second later box said “dead” and “doctors”.

„Doctors killed you? Unfortunately we know, that’s awful what happened.” Sam tried to hold the conversation.

Box answered “body” and “here”.

„Your bodies are here?” Colby asked and spirit box confirmed.

You were asking more questions when suddenly you could feel emotions around you changing.

„Guys, for some reason some of them are starting to get angry. I think it might be because we are reminding them of everything.” you frowned when some ghost confirmed your words using the spirit box “We are sorry for reminding you…” you couldn’t continue because you felt like something scratched your face and you hissed placing your hand on burning place.

Sam immediately frowned in worry and stood next you carefully taking your hand away from your face just to gasp.

“Holy shit, something scratched you.” Colby pointed camera at your cheek where were two red lines.

“I think they don’t want us here anymore.” Sam said and you could hear worry in his voice so you squeezed his hand to let him know you’re alright.

“Yeah, let’s go inside.” Colby offered.

You went to take rem pod off the stone when it suddenly was swept off of it and landed on the grass.

“Holy fuck, did you recorded that?” Sam asked shocked picking up the rem pod.

“Yeah, camera was pointing there so I think it was captured.” Colby said and pointed camera at himself “Holy shit guys, it’s so sick.”

You took all your things and went inside where you decided to start investigation in the waiting room.

And again you didn’t have to wait long for some signs. Just as you were about to place your equipment you all heard a serie of knocks and then footsteps.

“I hope you guys can hear it too.” Sam whispered to the camera “It’s coming from this way.” he pointed at one of the examination rooms

“We are currently in the children ward but I don’t feel any children here.” you frowned “There’s only adults. Were the wards changed?”

“No.” Colby shook his head “There’s nothing about this anywhere. It was children ward to the end.”

“That’s weird.” you sighed and a moment later you could hear a scratching noise, like a chair against the floor.

“Shit.” Sam said with camera facing old chairs next to one of the walls. What attracted his attention was fact that the chairs weren’t in places they were a minute ago.

Next moment later your attention was turned to hissing Sam who hold his side with one hand.

Colby quickly took camera from the blonde while you lifted your boyfriend’s hoodie just to see a red handprint.

“Oh my god.” you gasped and Colby zoomed camera to give viewers a better look on the red spot “It literally looks like someone slapped you. Did it felt like it?”

“No.” Sam shook his head squeezing your hand in his “I felt like something was touching my side and then it suddenly felt hot.”

Before anyone could say anything more, Colby hissed and you could see handprint starting to show on his collarbone.

“It felt just like you described it.” Colby frowned “Is there something?”

“Yeah, it looks the same as Sam’s handprint.” you stated taking camera from him to show both boys and the red spots.

Then there was a loud noise coming from the same examination room as earlier.

You went there, boys following you and when you were in the room there wasn’t anything special but then the doors closed themselves loudly behind you.

“What the hell?” you pointed camera at the closed door and Sam went to open them. They, thankfully, opened and you quickly got out.

“Okay, something is wrong.” you stated giving camera to Colby. Sam looked worried and stood next to you. “I can’t explain this but I just know that something is so not right.”

“Our equipment.” Sam pointed out suddenly. Their equipment was scattered carelessly around the floor. It wasn’t like that when you went to that room.

“It’s dead.” you said picking up the spirit box that wasn’t flashing a red light anymore. “Or broken.”

“Shit, it must drained energy from it.” Colby said.

Suddenly you felt like something pulled your hand and you thought it was Sam but when you looked behind you, Sam was good few inches away from you.

“What the hell, something just grabbed and pulled my hand.” you frowned and Sam grabbed your hand giving it a squeeze.

Then something pulled Sam’s hair and you all could feel temperature in room changing. It was freezing.

“What’s going on?” Sam asked massaging his scalp.

“Someone is angry and feel need to be violent. I think it might be a doctor because it has, like authority aura around itself.” you explained.

“There was this one doctor that died here.” Sam told you “He died because of hypothermia in the winter.”

“It would explain the temperature changing.” Colby deduced.

You heard big thud from examination room.

“It wants us there.” Sam offered and started walking that way but you stopped him grabbing his hand and shaking your head.

“We shouldn’t go there, it’s luring us there with bad intentions in mind.” you said and boys looked impressed.

“It has a lot of energy if it’s the same one who was doing sounds during our tour.” said your boyfriend.

Again, big thud, this time closer to you.

“We should get out boys.” you stated “Something bad is about to happen. And it won’t end well for any of us.”

Sam and Colby knew your intuition was almost never failing so they just started packing and Colby said to their viewers “Remember that your health is the most important while things like this and that’s why we don’t wanna risk now, especially with y/n with us.”

“You cannot follow us home or hurt us.” Sam said sternly.

You quickly got out of the hospital and you could hear constant thuds, knocking and footsteps behind you that ended just when you were safely out of the building.

“It’s mad we got away.” you informed boys. They gulped and quickly said few words to the camera as an outro and you all got into the car and drove away from the hospital.

“I think we should go back there after some time. And take more people. And do that estes method in the backyard.” Sam said holding your hand between seats.

“Yeah, that’s good idea. We should take Nate and Seth.” Colby offered.

Not longer later you were in your and Sam’s hotel room sitting on his lap.

“Your cheek is more red than before.” he pouted kissing delicately the scratches.

“It will go away in few days.” you assured.

“It might scar.” he frowned.

“It’s okay.” you knew he felt bad for taking you there “Don’t feel bad, it’s not your fault and I wanted to go there.” you reminded and he just sighed and kissed you.

“I’m glad it only ended with scratches and not something worse.” he started peppering your face with small kisses and you smiled.

“Me too.”

This time you started a kiss.

#sam golbach x reader #sam golbach #samuel golbach #colby brock #sam and colby #snc #katrina stuart #sam #colby #jake webber #medium

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queerwhohatesithere · 4 months ago

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alright guys!!! it’s fucking happening! i’m getting bottom surgery!!!

but i need help. please consider helping your local queer trans boy get the dick of his dreams. (or reblogging, that helps loads too)

link to my go fund me: https://gofund.me/8057d839

cashapp: $chamomileflowers

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more about me and my surgery!!!

so my name is chamomile, i’m 21 years old, trans masc, poly, genderfluid. i’ve wanted bottom surgery for YEARS, i had my consult last year, when 2025 seemed ages away. now it’s EIGHT MONTHS. i need help. i’m scrambling to figure out logistics with finances, with flights, with getting my mom or partner to be my caretaker. i’m stressed. but i need this to happen. i should’ve made a go fund me a long time ago, but i was stressed about not knowing the exact amount. dr. chen and safa’s office has been great so far, but one critique i’ve heard is about communication. they seem to think i know more than i do, so i’ve had to ask a lot of follow up questions. as such, they thought i’d known about my date for almost a year, when i just fully realized. they had vaguely said something in march, but i hadn’t noticed a calendar invite they sent me for march 10th, 2025. it looked like just any other invite.

i have cigna insurance, they will cover 20% after i meet my deductible. i don’t know that i can meet that by the time the year turns over.

in all honesty, i probably need a lot more than 50k. but i’m not sure i can even get half of that.

financial factors are: the hospital, procedure, and anesthesia, which cigna should cover. they list covering phalloplasty and i need to ask them specifically about my plan and if getting vagina-preserving phalloplasty is any different. travel costs, so flights/ubers. hotel cost, it might be cheaper than an air bnb and potentially cleaner, cheapest ones i’ve seen still average to about $100 a night. and i have to stay at least four weeks after my surgery. adding to that that i’m asking off work for a month, and i won’t have pto.

so i really need help. if you read all this, i love you, have a great day. please please reblog or share this!! i would really appreciate it! i want this to happen very badly. i’m so excited and i don’t want to have come this far just to fall flat. thank you again

#chatters #trans #transgender #pride #bottom surgery #phalloplasty #important #vagina preserving phalloplasty #phallo #trans masc #dr chen #dr safa #medical

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autistic-sidestep · 1 year ago

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sidestep scar map

here's all the physical scar mentions of step's ive discovered so far that aren't choice dependent! (choice dep scars will be in another post). lemme know if i missed any!

edit: hi people from r/hostedgames o/

edit 2 (nov 8th): added some more i missed!

(cw for sh/sui mentions and graphic injury description)

general

"Have you seen me?" You don't bother to hide your sneer. Even with your clothes on, there are enough scars and marks that many people would pay dearly to remove them. (ch 22, argent meetup) Regenerate…the notion is a tempting one; could it work on your tattoos? You've tried cutting and burning, but there's just too much, you'd be scarred and mutilated before you were done, but this…this prototype, could it help you too? (ch 19, etc, regenerator discovery) "What?" A moment's confusion and then—finally—he adds up the dots. His frown deepens, and he looks between your face and your chest, marred by scars and brightly orange tattoos, marking you as other. As not human. "Are you saying that—" (ch 22, flystep apartment scene) "Do you like scars?" you tease, taking one of [Daniel']s hands, tracing it across one on your chest. An ugly one, a remnant from an angry attempt to carve away your tattoos until the drugs couldn't keep the pain at bay any longer. (ch 22, flystep apartment date) It's a slow, circling motion over the small of your back, palm against skin, warm fingers tracing the deep scars you both know are there. And a few that ${he} doesn't. (ch 17, hoots makeout) ${his} hands are running over your skin, over your back. You know ${he}'s tracing scars, the same as you, and having an easier time of it. No fancy hospitals for your body, just your own skills, and no need to make it look pretty. (ch 21, chargestep apartment nsfw)

autopsy (incision) scar(s?)

"I obtained…pictures." He lets out a sigh, rubbing his face. "Classified. Highly classified. I assumed they were from the autopsy." He focuses on you. "Your autopsy." […] "The damage from the fall was horrific…you looked dead. Opened up." (ch 22, steel bar meetup)

legs

You remember that [Psychopathor] fell against the wreckage, and it moved and caused you to scream out loud as it dug into your leg. There's still a scar there somewhere. (ch 2, warehouse fight)

face

"Yeah, things changed. For me." You touch your face without intending to. The thin scars there are the most obvious legacy of your fall, of the window tearing into you like memories. (ch 21, hoots) "I'm not the only one with scars." He rubs the side of his face as he looks at you, and you have to fight not to do the same. You can feel your own face itch with the need to pick at your scars. "Yeah," you admit with a tired sigh. "Looking into the mirror is not fun." For more reasons than one, but you'd be lying if the scars weren't one of them. Bad memories imprinted on your flesh, a reminder of nightmares you can't ever forget. It's interesting, really, the way they see you as another vet. Are you looking out of place enough for that? A helping of scars. The nervous awareness. (ch 22, steel bar meetup)

hands/wrists

"Does it say that the scar on your hand always itches when you're stressed?" (ch 22, flystep apartment date)

"I'm not sure about this," he says, looking down at your scarred hands as if he could read your mind. Soft. Human. He doesn't want to hurt them. (ch 25, post puppet crash step leg rights, chen apartment minddive)

You let Ortega take your hands in [theirs]. Warm. Calloused. Scarred. Just like yours. You can't help but trace the edge of ${his} mods where they break the skin, strangely cool to the touch. (ch 21, trans mc ortega apartment reveal)

You look down at hands so much cleaner than your own. $!{puppet_name} hides all scars. (ch 18, puportega stakeout)

"It feels like they do," you say, scratching one of the scars on your hand a little nervously. "I wish I could tell you, but I can't." […] Your hands are clenched. Hard enough that your knuckles are white. There are a few scars across them, memories of punching things you shouldn't punch. People. Armor. Walls. […] You press two fingers against your wrist, feeling your pulse, feeling the scars. It's a familiar sensation, but instead of the weight pressing against your shields, you feel like a balloon, ready to burst. (ch 17 - finch therapy scene)

arms

tattoo removal attempts

You tried to get rid of them after your first escape. A specialist, suitably coerced. You still have the scar on the inside of your arm where the lasers didn't quite take. Too deep. Something she had never seen before, and she wasn't lying. Almost as if they were regenerating. (ch 15/ch 17, reader regenereveal tag )

You've tried lasers to remove them. You've tried dermabrasion. You even flayed off a piece of your own skin, and while that worked, it left another scar, a deep one. You know it's not possible to do that for your entire body. It's too much surface area; the process would kill you or leave you maimed. Not exactly the life you want. _(ch 15/ch 17, reader regenereveal tag / ch 19, puppet auction)

You tug at your sleeve; it keeps clinging to your sweaty skin. The small hairs on the back of your arm stand on end. The scars are visible now, the ones you made yourself. The ones where you tried to remove them. (chapter 19, argent regene reveal)

"I'm not lying anymore." You very slowly tug your sleeve up, rolling it past the scars, past the places where you tried to obliterate the tattoos, up to where they peek out beneath the fabric. Sharp. Orange. Inhuman. Like you. You look away, regulating your breathing, keeping a straight face as ${mhis} fingertips trace the edges of the design. There's a slight "tsk" at the burn scars that cut them off, no doubt ${mhe} is adding the clues together. […] "I tried to burn parts of them off," you say, […] so ${mhe} doesn't need to ask. "Didn't work too well. Needs third-degree burns, or they'll grow back." "Really?" $!{mhe} bends your arm, and you shift to allow it. "Fascinating." "Flaying works if you cut down to the flesh." Your voice sounds dispassionate even to your own ears, and Dr. Mortum takes a step back with a shocked look on ${mhis} face. "I'd hate to know how you found that out." "Other arm." You tug your sleeve down now that ${mhe}'s stopped touching you. (ch 20, "good" mortum mc reveal at the lab)

Holding your breath, you raise your arm in front of you, watching the pale green hospital robe slip back, revealing the intricate tattoos etched into your skin, broken only by scars. Neon orange. (ch 24, mccrash, revoked legrights)

dog bite

Some [dogs] were kept to guard the perimeter; you got bit once for straying outside. You still have the scar on your arm, a reminder that things that are hurt inevitably turn on each other. (ch 15, 1st boneyard scene)

general arm scars

It's so easy to feel human around ${him}. So easy to ignore the fear. Your sleeves are rolled up to your elbows. Anything more would risk revelations you aren't ready for, but even like this, the scars are enough for conversation. […] *if suitag: The bubbles hide most; you keep them buried deep in the soapy water to make sure ${he} doesn't look. (ch 21, ortega apartment dishes)

sh scars (suitag dep)

The scars on your arms are hidden under your sleeves, and maybe they would be something you could talk about. Something she would expect. A safe revelation of self-harm. *if suitag: Across. Not lengthwise. Your one deal with yourself. Not yet. You have things to finish first." (ch 17, finch therapy scene)

#fh codediving #hopefully this format is useful!#ramblings #fallen hero #sidestep #archival adventures

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poisonheiress · 11 months ago

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Since there are no Glitz and Glam head canons or reader inserts yet, I've decided to make my own and share them with you. These are romantic in nature and reader focused so be prepared for that.

Warning: Some head canons suggest a shared S/O while others are for a specific sister.

◆ To begin, I believe that Glitz and Glam are rather jealous lovers, regardless if the partner is shared or not. The jealousy spawns from their connection to Envy and their hellborne status. Low born demons are used to fighting for everything they have, and even with the social boost from their position as Mammon's new figures, Glitz and Glam can only go so far. Adding in their natural leaning for Envy due their birth in the 6th ring, jealousy can come on quick and heavy. As a result, Glitz and Glam worry about their partner's focus falling away from them especially in public, always trying to bring their attention back to them at all costs. While their jealousy normally doesn't extend to the other sister, a shared partner can cause a few spats between the sisters every now and again.

◆ While the Glam sisters are as harsh as Envy demons come, that same bite and vitriol is never extended to their partners even in earlier stages of their relationships. They may keep the same snark in teasing their partner, but they will never insult or degrade their partners. This rule extends to those outside the relationship too. Neither sister responds well to some no-name or paparazzi looking down on their partner as a joke or otherwise. After all, demons aren't kind beings, especially those who spent the beginning of their lives crawling out of the Envy ring's Abyss.

◆ Speaking of rank, Glitz and Glam would definitely spend massive amounts of money on their s/o once they become Mammon’s new figures. While they obviously aren’t getting as big of a cut as they should, it’s much better than what their payments used to be, and as part of their life, their wealth extends to you too. From new clothing and jewelry to elaborate dates, they relish in spoiling their partners as long as they are the only ones doing it.

◆ Their personal life with their partner is never going to be publicized for people’s entertainment if Glitz or Glam have a say in it. They made their peace with the sexualization and objectification that comes with surviving in Hell show business a long time ago, and they don’t want their partner to ever experience the same fate. Attempting to break into their partner’s home or extort their partner either ends in a new corpse for the cleaners or a one way trip to Sloth’s hospitals. Because of this, I don’t see them dating another performer especially one under Mammon’s domain. Neither will risk their one freedom in hell becoming Greed’s newest commodity no matter how much they care about the other person.

◆ For every outfit the Glam sisters buy you, they will steal some of your wardrobe in return. No matter how big or small your clothes are on them, they’ll find a way to make it work. It gets to the point where half your wardrobe has found itself way into their shared closet. Glitz favors hoodies and sweaters, especially cropped ones while Glam prefers taking jackets and shirts. Wearing your lover's clothing is seen as a passive form of marking in Hell, even more so if the clothing has their scent on it, and Glitz and Glam take full advantage of that.

◆ A lot of dates for you on both sides would occur in the Envy ring, specifically in its seas. Since a lot of Glitz and Glam’s early life spent constantly moving about the Abyssal zones, they know all the best spots and love sharing that part of their life with their partners. They also love these dates because it's a lot easier to run from paparazzi underwater and disappear into the depths of the sea. Glitz and Glam also like to bring back souvenirs from their visits to the Envy Ring like pieces of coral and pearls. Glitz has even tried to bring a devil-fish back over the border once, but customs wasn’t found of that idea. Sure, they could bring back other commercial goods, but when it come to Envy, they prefer giving their partners something they found or killed with their own hands, not something that can be bought anywhere else.

◆ Speaking of dates, Glitz and Glam do vary in their preferred activities. Glitz prefers more high stakes, wild kinds of dates like hell’s version of bungee jumping or sky diving. She’ll even take you to swim through the riptides if you want. Glam, on the other hand, prefers more lowkey events like hunting or adventuring into deep sea caves where you two would have more alone time. Of course, they enjoy the traditional dinner dates and events, but they’ll always prefer something exiting with you alone.

◆ Last but not least, physical affection. Neither sister goes beyond hand holding or a few hidden make-outs in public. If they're feeling bold, they may even pull you onto their lap or sit on your lap. At home, they are a lot more hands on. Being Glam’s partner means that she’d gonna be wrapped around you like a second skin. She likes to have her hands on you at all times if possible. Cuddling with her is similar to being a straight jacket with the grip she has. It gets to the point where she’d rather pick you up to move then let you move around at all. On the plus side, cuddling with her means gossiping for hours straight on anyone and everyone, and her connection to stardom means that she's never out of thing to talk about.

◆ While Glitz likes affection just as much as her sister, she doesn't need to be touching her partner all the time, choosing to stay and sit close to you to fill her urge in public. Cuddling wise, I think Glitz is the kind of partner who lays on top of you, putting all her weight on you, and the only way to get her off is to move her yourself. With you captive under her, she will tell every bad joke her sister keeps from entering their act and she won't stop until you laugh. Glitz also loves her sticking her cold, webbed hands under your shirt to warm them up, laughing like a banshee when you jump at the touch.

◆ In the end, the Glam sisters fall slow but love hard. They may have each other, but they crave another person to share their lives with that will see them as something more then Greed's newest product. You have to hang on to what makes you happy in hell, and they'll cling to you till the end of their lives if you let them.

#helluva boss glitz and glam #helluva boss #helluva boss x reader #glitz and glam x reader #glitz and glam x gn reader #requests are open #but I'd rather suggestions over exact requests if that makes sense #Sorry if these aren't the best #I had to make due with my own canon since we know so little about them #More headcanons about glitz and glam will come soon but I need more time to get them all settled #gender neutral reader #I am in a very sapphic mood for them #If this goes well #Ill do more stand alone stuff with them #I have an idea for helping them with their stage makeup so #helluva boss season 2 #helluva boss fanfiction

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jellymeduza · 8 months ago

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December, January and February updates

A bit late, but here's the list!

16th of December 2023: zombie mod - now there are three versions of each mod: zombie only, symbiote host only, and zombie and symbiote host. Choose one version per each mod. I also merged social plug-in with the controller, so now there’s only one file for each mod. Get rid of “Meduza_Klyntar_Bite”, “Meduza_Klyntar_Bite_TEST”, “Meduza_Klyntar_Eat” and “Meduza_Klyntar_Eat_TEST” before putting updated version into your downloads folder. You can read more about the update here;

16th of December 2023: vampires can’t eat food except for blood drinks - incorporated Charity’s edit of my edit of Midge’s mod to include their blood bag. Thanks, Charity!

17th of December 2023: edit of eir’s trapping pjteetoponly for tm - added version with Maxis hands. It can be also downloaded separately at GOS;

25th of December 2023: cleaner hospital mod - incorporated kestrellyn’s compatibility patch for Triplets&Quads in “fairy” versions - now all versions of the ambulance support Triplets&Quads in hospitals;

29th of December 2023: herbal crafting station - a potion will disappear from a flask after having been drunk, like it happens to the in-game medicine. I also added a version of potions for cold, flu, pneumonia and mysterious disease, and of Meduza_Cure_DrinkFromInventory_Give mod that is compatible with @limeyyoshi’s Antibodies after sickness. Choose one version per each object and mod. Yoshi’s mod is an obligatory file for potions compatible with his mod to work correctly;

30th of December 2023: poison other Sims, drink poison from inventory, spy crafting station - a poison will disappear from a glass after having been drunk, like it happens to the in-game medicine;

1st of January 2024: confess adopting - added two new versions of my edit of Midge’s mod: midgethetree_stepparentsbabywantssatisfied-babywantfix_children and midgethetree_stepparentsbabywantssatisfied-babywantfix_toddlers. They incorporate “Step-Parents Baby Wants Satisfied (with TwoJeff’s baby wants fix)”. If you want one of these versions delete z_midgethetree_adoptionmemorymod_children, z_midgethetree_adoptionmemorymod_toddlers, Midge’s “Adoption Memory Mod” or “Step-Parents Baby Wants Satisfied (with TwoJeff’s baby wants fix)”, whichever you have, and TwoJeff’s mod;

7th of January 2024: custom cellphone mod - added two new files to “smartphone as camera mod” folder, which are edits of @episims‘ Camera Overhaul mod. If you want to use Epi’s mod with my custom smartphone camera mod, delete Meduza_custom_smartphone_camera_mod, Epi_CameraOverhaulMod_Cellphone and Epi_CameraOverhaulMod_NoCellphone, and choose one of my edits of Epi’s mod: 1) Epi_CameraOverhaulMod_Cellphone_MeduzaSmartphone - default cellphone, cameras that come with Epi’s mod, my smartphone and sherry’s reporter camera will be recognised as a camera; 2) Epi_CameraOverhaulMod_NoCellphone_MeduzaSmartphone - my smartphone, cameras that come with Epi’s mod and sherry’s reporter camera will be recognised as a camera. Custom cameras that come with Epi’s mod aren’t included in mine, so get them from Epi. With these edits Decat’s extracted deco camera no longer works as an inticator your Sim has a camera in their inventory, because Epi made default camera buyable. I also included sherry’s camera with my upload as it seems download link doesn’t work anymore;

21st of January 2024: playable ghosts can haunt - added autonomous version. It has one major issue: it can only trigger when there’s another Sim on the lot as the action is a stripped down social action. Choose one version! However, you can use versions of useable grave and useable urn that work as a broadcaster for autonomous haunting when there are no other Sims on a lot to remedy the problem with the action being triggered only when there are other Sims on a lot;

21st of January 2024: fairy ‘I can fly’ action - added autonomous version. It has one major issue: it can only trigger when there’s another Sim on the lot as the action is a stripped down social action. Choose one version! However, you can use versions of Midge’s TS3 fairy houses with more options that work as a broadcaster for autonomous spinning in the air when there are no other Sims on a lot to remedy the problem with the action being triggered only when there are other Sims on a lot;

30th of January 2024: custom cellphone mod - added two new files to “smartphone as camera mod” folder, which are edits of @episims‘ Camera Overhaul mod. If you want to use Epi’s mod with my custom smartphone camera mod, delete Meduza_custom_smartphone_camera_mod, Epi_CameraOverhaulMod_Cellphone and Epi_CameraOverhaulMod_NoCellphone, and choose one of my edits of Epi’s mod: 1) Epi_CameraOverhaulMod_Cellphone_MeduzaSmartphone - default cellphone, cameras that come with Epi’s mod, my smartphone and sherry’s reporter camera will be recognised as a camera; 2) Epi_CameraOverhaulMod_NoCellphone_MeduzaSmartphone - my smartphone, cameras that come with Epi’s mod and sherry’s reporter camera will be recognised as a camera. Custom cameras that come with Epi’s mod aren’t included in mine, so get them from Epi. With these edits Decat’s extracted deco camera no longer works as an inticator your Sim has a camera in their inventory, because Epi made default camera buyable. I also included sherry’s camera with my upload as it seems download link doesn’t work anymore;

1st of February 2024: useable half-pipe - added deco slot next to the entry ladder. It has an extra purpose - the half-pipe checks if object in the slot is a standrad snowboard, ice snowboard or skateboard. If standard or ice snowboard is placed in the deco slot, the half-pipe will be automatically recognised as a snowboard half-pipe (skateboarding won’t be available). If skateboard is placed in the deco slot, the half-pipe will be automatically recognised as a skateboard half-pipe (snowboarding won’t be available). Manual restriction via Restrict…/ menu takes precendence over recognition based on the object in the slot. E.g. if you put skateboard in the slot, but restrict the half-pipe for snowboard use only, it will be available only for snowboarding. If no object is placed in the slot and there are no restirctions, half-pipe can be used for both kinds of activities. To be able to put snowboards and skateboard in the deco slot, you need replace the half-pipe file, standard snowboard file, ice snowboard file and skateboard file;

2nd of February 2024: useable ghost grave, useable ghost urn - added option to change object’s model, you can choose from: cheap, moderate, grilled cheese, pleasure, family, fortune, popularity, knowledge and romance;

6th of February 2024: useable ghost grave - added new version Meduza_ghost_grave_useable_AutoHauntLot. This version functions as a broadcaster for my Playable ghosts can haunt mod. It will make playable ghosts autonomously haunt a lot between 8PM and 5AM, but only if there are no other Sims on a lot - it’s supposed to remedy the issue of the autonomous version of my mod being unable to run autonomously when there are no other Sims on a lot. Use only with the autonomous version of Playable ghosts can haunt mod;

6th of February 2024: useable ghost urn - added new version Meduza_ghost_urn_useable_AutoHauntLot. This version functions as a broadcaster for my Playable ghosts can haunt mod. It will make playable ghosts autonomously haunt a lot between 8PM and 5AM, but only if there are no other Sims on a lot - it’s supposed to remedy the issue of the autonomous version of my mod being unable to run autonomously when there are no other Sims on a lot. Use only with the autonomous version of Playable ghosts can haunt mod;

6th of February 2024: TS3 fairy houses with more options - added new versions of each house for “fairy” and “fairy + plantsim” versions: auto fly. These versions have additional functionality - the object will work as a a broadcaster for my Fairies can fly mod. It will make fairies autonomously spin in the air, but only if there are no other Sims on a lot - it’s supposed to remedy the issue of the autonomous version of my mod being unable to run autonomously when there are no other Sims on a lot. Use this version only with the autonomous version of Fairies can fly mod;

10th of Feburary 2024: edit of JulieJ’s conversion of TS4 Vampires Tuxedo - improved bones in the shoulders area;

12th of Feburary 2024: more drinks from bar - added Spanish translation. Thanks a lot, @zeussims! :)

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purplemys · 3 months ago

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Through Dialogue, Things About Asset #1080

1) He hates capitalism.

2) Loves cats. Now has two tabbies ( one which he named Asset #1081)

3) He's witty and sarcastic if he's talking to someone who gave off the bored or snarky energy.

4) He can kill any adult with unconventional weapons (like an oar, a spoon or belt)

5) He sympathizes with people who sound upset and doesn't kill them. (woman from cruise ship in After Death, Michael Rodent from knock-off Disneyland)

6) Picking up useless items annoy him.

7) Killing as part of the job - he even trivializes them with quips.

8) He draws the line at children.

9) Attempting to kill even in front of witnesses was not an issue during Nobodies: Murder Cleaner which I hc based on the lack of jokes and wittier dialogue, he wasn't jaded with his job yet and took everything seriously and that might include having to kill for it (the security guards at the museum, the warehouse guard in the military airbase, the doctor in hospital chapter)

10) He hid for 15 years directly after Nobodies: After Death to live a normal life but he was too good at his job to be free.

Edit: The devs added his voicelines in Murder Cleaner and After Death! I got these new dialogue.

#misc #nobodies: murder cleaner #nobodies: after death #nobodies: silent blood #nobodies game #ramblings

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zackprincebooks · 4 months ago

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Cohort of Gold Snippets!

I did some snippets of Cohort of Gold for a Discord challenge, and I really liked them so I'm posting them here! Expect some Cohort of Gold snippets later.

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Sasha is just on the other side of the quarantine door. Zesh presses his ear to it, desperate to hear something more than the beeping of the heart monitor.

He wants to hear something—shuffling, screaming, even choking. Something that gives him a sign of life in this white and empty place.

He presses harder. Are they hungry in there? Zesh saw the food on the tray that Kaylin brought in; it looked nasty. All nutrition and no substance. It reminded Zesh of the sad-looking chicken sandwich Sasha ordered at the Saphron.

“You're a vegetarian, right? Order their black bean burger, it's amazing.”

“I can't.” Sasha frowns, poking at their wilted lettuce. “It's too expensive. I can't afford it—"

“Yeah, but I can.” Zesh raises his arm to flag down their waitress. “All your meals are being comped by the Sunray, remember?”

And Sasha's smile keeps him warm on the cold floor as Zesh falls asleep in front of the quarantine chamber.

……..

Sasha is still in quarantine when they marry Zesh, but they're only separated by a pane of glass and Sasha can take their oxygen tank with them instead of languishing in bed. But they're still wearing their hospital gown, and it hurts that Zesh is wearing a suit.

He looks so handsome, and the silver beads in his braids glint on the fluorescent lights that Sasha has learned to hate over the last eight weeks. If they close their eyes and tune out the quarantine room around them, Sasha smells the citrus and herbs of his cologne instead of the antiseptic cleaner and de-radiation medicine baths.

They raise their hand to press it against the glass, and they feel the warmth from Zesh's hand as he presses it in the same spot on the other side of the glass.

Behind Zesh, his mother clears her throat to silence the chattering of the Sunray's crew behind Zesh. “Everyone, we are gathered here to celebrate the love between Doctor Sasha Abernathy and Captain Zesh Faryan—”

“But I never graduated,” Sasha cuts in. Zesh's laugh is high and sparkling.

"Let's pretend, for one day."

#cohort of gold #zesh faryan #sasha abernathy #wip #my writing #writeblr #writing community #writerscommunity #writing #writerblr #writers on tumblr

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theprayerfulword · 1 month ago

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September 17

Romans 8:1-2 There is therefore now no condemnation to them which are in Christ Jesus, who walk not after the flesh, but after the Spirit. 2 For the law of the Spirit of life in Christ Jesus hath made me free from the law of sin and death.

Isaiah 40:29 He gives strength to the weary, and to him who lacks might He increases power.

Psalm 37:7 Be still before the Lord, and wait patiently for Him.

Matthew 6:33 But seek ye first the kingdom of God, and His righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you.

Philippians 2:13 For God is working in you, giving you the desire and the power to do what pleases Him.

1 Corinthians 9:25 All athletes are disciplined in their training. They do it to win a prize that will fade away, but we do it for an eternal prize.

May you ever exalt the Lord and praise His Name for, in perfect faithfulness, He has done marvelous things planned long ago, since He has torn down the strongholds of the enemy and is a refuge for the poor and the needy in distress, a shelter from the storm of the ruthless and a shade from the heat of their anger. Isaiah 25

May you trust in Him for He will save you; may you rejoice and be glad in His salvation for He has forever swallowed up and destroyed the shroud of death that enfolds all peoples and the sheet of the grave that covers all nations, wiping away the tears from all faces and removing the disgrace of His people from all the earth, just as the Lord has spoken it. Isaiah 25

May you trust in the Lord forever for the Lord is the Rock eternal Who keeps you in perfect peace when your mind is steadfast because you trust in Him, but humbles those who dwell on high, causing them to be trampled by the feet of the oppressed and the footsteps of the poor. Isaiah 26

May you walk in the way of the Lord, for the path of the righteous is leveled by the Upright One Who makes the way smooth. Isaiah 26

May you wait for Him, allowing His name and renown to become the desire of your heart, and causing your soul to yearn for Him in the night and your spirit to long for Him in the morning, for you know that when His judgments come on the earth the people of the world learn righteousness. Isaiah 26

May you honor the name of the Lord your God alone, even though other lords besides Him have ruled over you in the past, for He has established peace for you and all that you have accomplished He has done for you. Isaiah 26

May you enter your room and shut the doors behind you, hiding yourself for a little while until His wrath has passed by, for see, the Lord is coming out of His dwelling to punish the people of the earth for their sins. Isaiah 26

My child, study to discern My Body on earth, even as you study to draw near to Me. There is no quicker or more effective method to learn of Me than through your spiritual family, My Body. As in all of life, the lessons learned and the truths gained are not all happy, but they are all useful. As you bring them to Me, you will be led by My Spirit into the understanding and wisdom that will bind you closer to Me, both in your heart, and through your brothers and sisters. Herein is the true test of your love for Me, that you lay down your life in service to Me as I abide in others. Can you provide a meal for Me when I am in the guise of someone who is sick? Can you serve as a house-cleaner for Me when I am in the form of a widow that needs help? Can you provide transport for Me to get groceries and medicine when I look like someone who cannot repay you or return the favor? Can you give of your time to visit and encourage Me in the hospital or in jail, sharing the sorrow, the pain, the concern that these situations contain, repeating My promises back to Me to comfort and soothe the heart that I abide in? As you show honor to My weaker vessels, My Father will show honor to you. As you lend to the poor, you will receive manifold from heaven. As you strengthen the weak, your victories will multiply. As you defend the helpless, the hosts of heaven will be your defense. Learn to see with your heart, My caring one, for then you will see with My eyes rather than your own. Learn to hear with your spirit, My dear one, for then your ears will not betray you. Not all members of your heavenly family, My Body, are equal in the sight of the world, My astonished one, but each one is cherished, loved, and valued as much by Me as you are. Recognize the depth of My passion toward and for both the parts of My Body that I place in the view of the public for expression and testimony, as well as the hidden ones that I shelter from the disdain of those who do not know Me. Give them each the gift of fellowship, acknowledging My Spirit abiding in them and My gifts ministering through them. Understand that I am the One who has placed them where they are for My purpose and glory, and each shall be seated at My banquet table in places of honor. Draw near to Me, My love, as you draw near to those who love Me.

May you hear the song of joy that the Lord sings over you, a song about a fruitful vineyard that the Lord cares for and watches over, continually watering, guarding by day and night that no harm may come to it, punishing with His great and powerful sword the serpent and the fox, burning the briers and thorns that would encroach, that you will take root, bud and blossom, and fill all the world with the fruit that honors Him and draws those whom He seeks. Isaiah 27

May you receive the Lord as a source of strength to turn back the battle at the gate and a spirit of justice when you sit in judgment, for the Lord Almighty will be a glorious crown, a beautiful wreath for you as you walk in obedience to His guidance. Isaiah 28

May you grasp the vanity of seeking justification from transgression by check-listing your adherence to traditions, customs, or statutes, for it is not “what” you do, but “why” you do it, and when faith in the love of God, which was so fully demonstrated through Christ's willingness to suffer shame, pain, and crucifixion for your sins, is your reason for obedience, then the curse of sin is lifted from you and life is given, even as the Father gave it to the Son. Galatians 3

May you discern the truth that the law, and its promises which were given to every person, was not intended to provide a path to justification, but to convince each one in their heart of the impossibility of pleasing God in their own strength and thus show the need for a redemptive Savior, to Whom the promises of the gospel are made first, Who then opened the way, through faith, for our adoption and engrafting so each may receive the blessings of the covenant made to Abraham and to his Seed. Galatians 3

May you call to the Lord from the ends of the earth, as your heart grows faint, for the Lord will hear your cry and lead you to the Rock that is high, a strong tower, a refuge from the foe. Psalm 61

May you long to dwell in His tent forever and take refuge in the shelter of His wings, for He has heard your vows and given you the heritage of those who fear His name. Psalm 61

May you always be zealous for the fear of the Lord and let not your heart envy sinners, for then is surely a future hope for you, and your hope will not be cut off. Proverbs 23:17-18

#daily #blessings #prayers #scripture

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arisewanekosuki · 2 years ago

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In another’s shoes | Chapter 1

(Genshin School AU x Fem! Reader)

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-“Wake up!” I heard someone yell at me, “Is that boy voice?” -“No, I want sleep more” I muttered. - “We are going to be late! Get up! Your breakfast is going to be cold!” “My breakfast?” I opened my eyes and saw a young boy in front of me. Is that….angel? He sighed and looked at me with worried expression. My vision got cleaner and I realized that ‘angel’ is no one other than Aether. Why is Aether here? Is that some weird dream? Why would I dream about Aether waking me up? -“Lumine, are you really alright? Maybe we should have gone to hospital yesterday, after all Itto hit you in the head with the ball…” Wait, did he just called me ‘Lumine’? -“What are you talking about?” He looked at me surprised. -“Don’t tell me you forgot about yesterday? You were playing with Itto and Childe-“ -“I didn’t, I’m not Lumine” I interrupted him, if this is a dream, then it’s annoying one. Yeah Lumine is cool but I don’t really want to be her. -“…Alright, I’m calling mom and I'm going to tell her that I need to take you to the hospital.” He took his phone from pocket, I got up and took it, this whole thing starting to be ridiculous. Aether didn’t said anything, he just look at me deep in the thought. I put phone on the desk and then I looked around realizing that this is not my room. My blood went cold when I saw my reflection that was in front of me in the mirror. That's Lumine, no, I am Lumine. I'm in Lumine body. I approached mirror, touching ‘my’ cheeks, ‘my’ hair. It’s impossible. This feel to realistic to be a dream. Aether put hand on my shoulder, telling me -“You know this isn’t funny, I’m really worried about you.” He looked sad, but how I should respond? -“S-sorry, that was a bad joke, I’m fine! I just wanted to see your reaction! Haha!” I laughed awkwardly, he doesn’t seem to buy it. After a moment he sighed. -„Alright, Get down when you get ready, we are going to hospital!” he said, he took his phone from desk and then started walking towards door. -“No, wait!” I caught his arm, stopping him. This situation is crazy and it felt like some weird dream but going to hospital when I still don’t have any idea what’s going on would be a bad thing, at least I feel like it. -“I..I think you’re overreacting! I’m really fine!” I tried to convince Aether but it seems he’s still doesn’t believe me. -“Ok! It would be bad if both of us would miss school today, so how about it: I’ll go see doctor and you just go to school?” well it’s not like he’ll know that I DIDN’T go to hospital and it would be good to have time for myself to think about everything. Aether looked at me skeptical. I tried to make some kind of puppy eyes saying ‘please’. -“Alright, alright, let’s do that, just stop making this face, you look weird.” He said turning around and leaving ‘my’ room. I sighed and sit on the bed. “This is terrible…” Suddenly the door opened scaring me and Aether was looking at me. -“But promise me you’ll go see a doctor ok?” he said with serious tone. -“Of course!” I smiled at him. He closed the door and I heard him going downstairs. I lied down, looking at the ceiling. “So now what…” I muttered to myself.

After getting dressed and eating now a cold breakfast that Aether prepared for me, I went back to Lumine’s room. After confirming that in fact today is Wednesday, I tried to recollect what happened yesterday. “So I went to school like always, nothing interesting happened yesterday… hmmm I was cleaning class with Kazuha and I … “ I put ‘my’ hands on ‘my’ face “let’s not think about it…next, what happened when I get out of school…” it struck me “when I was coming back home I saw a car almost hitting the girl and it didn’t hit her cause I pushed her off… wait, does that mean that…that I died?” I started to feel sick, I remembered the pain I felt for the moment and then nothing. How I was scared when I was losing my conscious. “Wait… but why am I in Lumine’s body? Aether said something that she was hit in her head yesterday…I hope this doesn’t mean that she died from that, right? No, no, no, don’t think like that (y/n), if I’m in her body then she should be in mine right?” My head started to spin, after all how this is possible? -“Ugh I think I’m going to puke.” I said to no one.

After calming myself down I started to think about what should I do in this situation. “ Well, first, I probably should avoid telling anyone that I’m in Lumine’s body, they will think Lumine went crazy and it’s better to not get locked up in some kind of madhouse. Second, I should try to find what happened with my body, if I’m a ‘Lumine’ then maybe Lumine is in my body? At least I hope so, it would be easier to find solution to this situation, if I could talk with another person…” I started to look around, it seems Lumine doesn’t have that much stuff, that could tell me more about her. Just some books for school, a desk with PC and there are cute whale and cat plushes next to the monitor, on her wall there is board with many photos, some people I recognize from school like Yoimiya and some not. I took one photo that stood out for me. -“Oh, is this one from that karaoke place that Yoimiya was telling about? Now I regret not going there with her when she invited me… “ I felt sad, I really wanted to go with her back then but I got a bit overwhelmed when I heard how many people would go with us and knowing that I would feel uncomfortable with so many unfamiliar people in cramped place I had to refuse. -“But also … if I went there maybe I could know Lumine better and at least it would be easier to pretend to be her. Now I’m stuck in her body, not even knowing how Lumine talk with others ugh” I put photo back, I started looking around the room again, to see if I missed something. “Maybe I should go to hospital, if I had car accident then maybe I’ll be able to learn what happened to me and see if I can talk with Lumine. And of course hope that I didn't died!” I couldn’t came up with anything else at the moment, so maybe this walk will pay off in the end. After getting ready, finding keys and locking the house I rushed towards one hospital that’s close to school. “Let’s hope I was taken here…” after like half an hour I reached the medical building. The automatic door opened letting me in, I looked around feeling suddenly lost. “What I should do? Should I just go to nurse and ask if there is a high school girl from yesterday’s accident? Wouldn’t it be suspicious?” I started to wondering if it’s really alright to ask something like that “Agh whatever! It’s better to ask than just stand here!” I went to the nurse on reception, finally gathering courage, I nervously asked -“E-Excuse me, I just heard from a classmate that yesterday my friend had car accident and I was wondering what is her situation, her name is (y/n) (l/n)” The nurse looked at me and then smiled -“Ah yes, we received patient with that name, so you’re her friend?” -“Um yes.” -“ Well her condition is stable, she was really lucky that she didn't end up with any serious injuries but… it seems she fell into a coma, I’m sorry for that.” she gave me a weak smile. “Coma?! Well at least I’m ALIVE but COMA?!” I felt like my legs are going to give up. -“Miss, are you alright? You went pale, would you like me to call a doctor to check on you?” -“Ah no! I-I’m fine! It’s just-!” I took a breath and tried to calm my fast beating heart “I… I will be honest, it’s a bit scary to hear that my friend is in coma… Is there a chance she will wake up soon?” I asked, still having a hope that everything will be fine. -“Hm, like I said, her condition is stable but we can’t tell when she’ll wake up, it can take some days or maybe even months…” the nurse said looking at monitor. -“I see… thank you… can… can I see her?” I asked but I’m not even sure how I’ll react seeing my own body unmoving. -“Yes, her parents already gave permission, so her classmates can visit her, right now her mother should be still in her room. Just go on the third floor, room 312.” I thanked nurse again and went to elevator “I wonder if this means someone already visited me? But who? Yoimiya? Well, I don't think anyone else than her would visit me.” This made me happy, to think there is someone, who’s not my family, that cares about me and I started to smile to myself. After getting from elevator I noticed how silent is this floor. “Is there no other patients? Or maybe this is floor for people who fell into coma?” I found room 312 and stood in front the door. I took breath and knocked. I heard footsteps, the door opened revealing my mom. I smiled to her introducing ‘myself’ -“Good morning, I’m Lumine, one of (y/n)’s friends, I heard today what happened and I…” I didn’t know what to say more, just seeing my mom looking so sad and tired. I can tell she didn’t slept last night. -“Good morning, Lumine. Thank you for coming to see her, please come in.” My mom said, walking into room. I followed her, looking around room that seem to be more extravagant that it should, we are not some rich family so this room really surprised me. When I finally looked where bed is, I stopped moving. In the end, I wasn’t prepared to see myself laying on the hospital bed, some cables connected to me. It was so weird and scary at the same time. My mom sat next to my bed and said -“I thought my heart was going to stop when the police man called me and told me what happened” she grabbed my hand - “I was told that she saved a child” there were tears in her eyes “I’m proud of her but at the same time I’m so frustrated… why… why did she-” my mom started to sob. I felt tears gathering in ‘my’ eyes, “I’m sorry mom, please don’t be sad” I wish I could tell her. I wish I could hug her but I can’t, I can only look at her, not really knowing what should I say, because right now I’m ‘Lumine’. She took tissues and she wiped away her tears -“I’m grateful she got such a nice friends” she looked at me and smiled “I'm sorry, if this sound improper to ask but are you from a wealthy family as well? Now I’m wondering if she was ashamed to bring her friends to our home because they come from wealthy families...” I was confused and my mom noticed it and quickly added -“Ah, that girl… Kamisato Ayaka, together with her brother and their father came here and they paid the costs of this room and for the treatment. I tried to tell them, that they don’t have to do that, after all it wasn’t their fault but they insisted.” Now I was feeling even more perplexed, Kamisato Ayaka? The same Ayaka from my class? Why would she and her family do that? We weren’t any best friends, we didn’t even spoke too much with each other, so why? -“I’m sorry but… why would they do that?” I asked -“Oh? I thought you know about this from her, after all she was in the car that-“ my mom didn’t finish the sentence but I understood what she wanted to say. -“I see, I didn't know about that part” she didn't said anything more, she started stroking my head, I could see new tears gathering in her eyes. -“Thank you for letting me see her, I hope she will wake up soon” I smiled and after saying goodbye, I left the room. “So Ayaka was in that car that hit me… she probably feel guilty, but it wasn’t her fault, it wasn’t anyone’s fault”. I was thinking about heading back to Lumine’s home but I decided to see doctor “Maybe it will be better to be checked by doctor, she was hit by ball in the head and yet she ended in my body. At least I think she is my body…”

After seeing doctor, who said that everything is alright, (but now I can't forget about this awkward moment when he asked where I was hit and I couldn't tell because I didn't know), I started heading back to Lumine’s home. There was nothing more I could do, I was feeling a bit empty “What I should do now? And what about school and her friends? I’m sure we have different characters, they will notice that! And not only that, I don’t even know the names of her friends! What if she has a boyfriend and I will be cold to him?! What if I ruin her social life?! What about my school work?!?! If I won’t wake up soon I may end up repeating the year!!!“ I started overthinking and feeling sick again. I feel so lonely and scared, there were so many problems with that ‘body swap’, now I wished I could stay in my body and just being unconscious than worrying about everything right now. When I got into home, I immediately went to Lumine’s room and got into bed, hiding under blanket. I wanted to cry, this was too much for me. I shouldn’t care if I mess up Lumine life but I knew deep down in my heart that she, like me, didn’t do anything wrong and this situation should never took place. I was startled by sudden noise coming from bedside table, it was phone. I reached for it and checked, there was a message from ‘Ajax’ ‘Hey princess! You didn’t came to school today, are you alright? I’m worried about you :(’ “Who is Ajax? He called her ‘princess’, maybe he’s her boyfriend? I probably should reply…” and then I realized that I can’t even unlock her phone to reply. “No, wait, if I unlock it, I could check her messages with other people and maybe I'll get to know what kind of person Lumine really is, but what kind of password she has?” -“4 numbers… maybe her birthday? No, that’s too easy… and I don’t know her birthday anyway…” I stared at phone in ‘my’ hand, hoping that solution will somehow get in my head. Then there was another message ‘Princessss!! Don’t ignore meeeeee! I know I should have listen to you!! but you know how much I ha-‘ and the rest is cut off, without password I can’t even check his full message. “Wait a moment, what about PC? Let’s hope she doesn’t have password to log in, maybe from her computer I’ll get some info!” I got up from bed and walk towards desk, turning PC on, hoping that I won’t need password to use it. ---- Thank you so much for reading untill end. Sorry for any mistakes. The next chapter will be posted in this week.

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jalicecookie · 10 days ago

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Kitten got Claws!

Headcanon Tigress as your Mother

#.Besides her agressive nature, she is very gentle with you and loves the Nighttime Routine, when putting you to Bed

#. Once Tigress found out she was pregnant with you, she thought about baby Names and it was no Option not to get threw this Shit! The first Baby of a New Vile Generation? Let´s rock this! Her favorite Name for a Boy was Scar for a very long Time. For a Girl the Villain fall in love with the Name Selina (both famous Cats so of course she would pick one of these!)

#. It was a though way for her to accept the Mother Role and new way of beign kept on short Ground, after you had made your way to this World full of evil Villains, Danger and Secrets. The freedom of running around with her `Friends´ to cause Trouble and go in Missions for Vile, caused Tigress to set new daily routines. But her little Baby stole her heart with the first smile, you gave her, and all the sleepless nights were forgotten.

#. Once you reached the Toddler Area and ruined one of her favorite green Jackets while throwing a Tantrum at Lunchtime because you hated green Beans and your Lunch lets say, added some more green to the Jacket, Tigress indeed hold a grudge against you for this Crime. Ignoring you for the rest of the Day and let one of your Guardian - Paper Star or Le Chevre - deal with you for Bedtime.

#. When your first Word was Mama, she started crying and giving you a big loving hug, before telling everyone from Vile about it (whatever they like to hear it or not)

#. Once you got very scared of Thunderstorms and seeked comfort and safety in your Mothers Arms, Tigress told you a Story. A Story about an mean Enemie of Vile, who caused the Thunderstorms to spread a warning. A evil Lady with a Red Hat and the Name Carmen Sandiego.

#. Tigress besides her often arrogant Character Traits, seeks Help and Advice from the Leading Heads of Vile, when overwhelmed with parenting you in different Situations. The CEOS know how to lead this Place, so they sure gave your Mama some tipps. (well mostly Coach Brand & Professor Maelstrom tried to gave Instructions, while Countess Cleo tries to keep more Distance between your Mother and that Thing, as she called you)

#. Your Mother is very talented with showing her gymnastic Talent and started teaching you little tricks, as soon as you could walk. Not withouth setbacks but for the little and more huge Ouchies, she had a first aid kit, of course with Tiger Stripe plasters.

#. Your Mother gets very aggressiv, when someone is messing around with you or calls you a brat. Her protective instincs kick in and you know the saying - mess around with a Mama Bear and get hit by hers Claws. Or in Tigress Case - Keep annoying and insulting her Baby and end up in the Hospital!

#. Tigress once you where able to walk stable without needing the support of holding her Hand, showed you how to hurt a person with you tiny toddler fingernails.....and because you wanted to be as strong a super cool like your Mama, you started copying her attacks moves and using your ´claws´ to hurt the Enemies (wich often where the poor Guys - the Cleaners uhm i mean our very hard working Boys Boris and Vlad)

#. Your Mother calls you by many Nicknames to show her Affection and Love towards your. The top 3 are Mini-Tigress, Dollface or Kitten.

#. For your first Birthday she bought you a Stuffed Animal Plushie that looked like a Baby Tiger and you loved it, took it everywhere with you and gave it the Nickname Tiana - Tiana the Tiger.

#. Tigress is that Kind of Mother who brags about everything you do and dosent care if her Friends get annoyed by it or not.

#. When you push her Limits to far, she sometimes snaps at you and yells at you for beign so stupid and annoying....before 15 Minutes later her guilt feelings hit her hard and she tries to solve the Situation by giving you a Choclate Bar or anything sweet to calm her own Guilt down.

#. You cannot be angry at your Tiger-Mama for very long Time, you love her very much and Tigress loves you. She would steal anything for you to see you smile.....but if you dare to steal her pink Lipstick one more time to play with it, she is going to send you in the longest damn Time Out there is!

#. Tigress hates Bath Time, because what Cat doesent? So when you once wanted to splash a lot of Water super high and got both of you wet.....it took a lot for Tigress to remain calm and not even your ´Love ya Mama´ could helped in that Moment. Cats dont like Water....but you seem to be a Water Rat. Damn.

#. No Matter if you are a boy or a Girl, Tigress because she is so proud of her own Goals, gave your her Name as a Second Name. So your Second Name goes by - Sheena - .

#. Tigress once she came back from a Mission for Vile, always sneaks in your room to check on you and gave you a goodnight kiss on the hair.

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theeccentricraven · 9 months ago

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ROYGBP

Thank you @kaylinalexanderbooks for the tag! This sure is fun. 😊Please forgive my cheesy writing! This is all from my first draft. I promise I will make the writing better when I rewrite! Rules: Search your writing for the colors of the rainbow and post the excerpt.

From The Blood Cleaners

Context for all excerpts - Story takes place in a post-apocalyptic dystopia community where a select people are hired to work as blood cleaners, workers who are genetically modified to have the ability to smell and hear blood fall from far distances and to morph into liquid. They use these powers to watch the city and clean up blood spills before the monsters of the wasteland smell the blood and attack the city. Justin is a new blood cleaner recruit. The blood cleaners have to go through four different injections. The side effects are torture. Justin also has a secret - he has a telepathic, telekinetic connection with objects that is enhanced when he receives his blood cleaning abilities. Also, to clarify the worldbuilding, this is a society hundreds of years into the future with their own unique dialect. Part of that includes formally calling people "lord" or "lady".

Again, sorry for the cheesy writing. This is the first draft. I plan to clean it up once I'm ready.

Red - Justin received the last injection needed from a nanotech serum that genetically alters his body to have blood cleaning powers. The side effects feel like torture. He previously stayed in the hospital for the first injections. He stayed at home for the last round, which he regretted when he saw his adopted mother suffer to see him going through the torturous side affects.

Justin stepped out to the living room. He saw Ellen sitting on the couch, holding her hands. Her eyes were bloodshot red and she had dark rings around them. She must have not slept that night.

“Mama,” Justin said as he stepped up to her with arms wide open. Ellen stood up and opened her arms as he hugged her.

“Oh Justin,” she said into his shoulder with tears. “I was so afraid you weren’t going to make it.”

“I’m sorry, Mama,” he said with tears of his own. The high spirits he felt over his accomplishments with talking to the light switch and morphing in bed now faded into the bleak. The guilt for his choice never weighed heavier.

Orange - When Justin goes through the recruitment process, the bosses subject him and the other recruits to a test.

Lady Juana stepped into the doorway, facing the crowd inside. “During this test, this door will be closed, but unlocked. You can leave at any time. However, the last fifteen people to stay inside will be the new recruits.” Her voice grew deeper as she added, “Know that this is your only chance to back out if you want to. If you are one of those fifteen, you’ll be a new blood cleaner trainee. You will never be allowed to quit. Now is your only chance to quit.”

Justin nodded nervously, but smiled proudly. He gave a knuckle nudge to Joselyn next to him. “We’re going to do this,” he whispered. Joselyn smiled more nervously.

Lady Juana stepped out of the room and closed the door, leaving the group in darkness. Some people in the group were quiet while some whispered to each other. Without warning, the room lit up. The fluorescent lights on the walls turned on, burning a bright orange. The fluorescent lights on the ceiling emitted orange light. The room turned into an orange box. The whole crowd gasped, more out of wonder than fear.

The heat slowly sank in. Justin felt it. He couldn’t deny it as the lights burned bright.

“Guys!” he said out loud. “We’re in an oven!”

Yellow - There are several colors in this scene!

On the open green grass lawn, children played soccer together. Families joined in games of tag and tug-o-war. Joselyn and Justin were able to find a corner of green far from the other people who made laughter and echoed their enjoyment across the park. Joselyn laid out her quilt made of patches of orange, red, yellow, and brown.

As the two sat on the quilt, Justin gazed with wonder on the place. The Steel Castle was seen high above the urban buildings. The distant windmills on the hills loomed in the east and west skies. Justin smiled to think that they didn’t throw him off like they used to. There was cheer and happiness in the air, swarming around the park.

Green - Justin is receiving the second injection needed from the nanotech serum that genetically alters his body to have blood cleaning powers. When he received the first injection, he was in the hospital while suffering from the side effects. At one point, he fell over and cracked his head open. He had to have his head stapled.😱

When it was time for the next injection, Justin gave a more sober expression as the doctor held the bottle of AC, a light green fluid. Doctor Diego pulled out a large sample with the syringe.

“You afraid now kid?” the doctor croaked.

Justin didn’t want to show it, but his palms were sweating as he grasped the arms of his cushioned chair. His body recognized the danger that could come from that injection. Survival instinct would tell him to run out the door. He kept his mind together.

“Of course I’m not afraid.”

“You’ll need more than bluffing to get through this, Lord Justin.”

“I’m not bluffing. I came out fine before I’ll come out fine again.”

“Fine. You’ll need those staples in your head for at least five more days.”

“Good. If you’re curious, I named them all.”

Doctor Diego stepped over and pulled down at the sleeve over Justin’s right shoulder.

“Louie. Sonny. Hugh. David. Star. Moon. Hisser.”

The doctor cringed at the sound of hisser just as the needle penetrated Justin’s skin. Justin squinted as he felt the needle and went on.

“Constance. Digger. Red. Boom boom.”

The doctor finished injecting the fluid. He walked with the syringe to the counter as he said, “Well, good for you, son. Now get to the hospital before you start hurling out more names.”

Blue - Justin unexpectedly got invited to the office of the President of the city. He has interesting tastes.

President Fidel sat behind his red oak desk. The walls were lined up with cabinets of the same wood color. The carpet was dark blue. The walls were painted dark blue. The lounge sofas and armchairs were dark blue. Justin felt like he was underwater. The window behind the president gave a spectacular view of the Steel Castle.

President Fidel wore a sky blue shirt and pants. He gnawed on a chocolate bar. He was the same raisin olive skinned, salt and pepper beard and bald head that Justin had seen preparing for the parade.

Purple - Justin is receiving the last injection needed from a nanotech serum that genetically alters his body to have blood cleaning powers.

“All of the joy of the night in the lounge put Justin in a good mood the next day as he went to Doctor Diego for the last injection. Justin watched as Doctor Diego took out a long beaker full of a lavender colored liquid.

“Can I use the needle myself?” Justin asked. He tried to cleanse his face of all emotion to not seem like he was joking.

Doctor Diego studied Justin as if to determine if he was serious.

“Why?” was the doctor’s one word response.

“Because I might as well end ceremoniously.” Justin was sure the doctor should see he wasn't joking because he wasn’t.

The doctor shook his head. “Boy, you handled this better than many of the others. You’re too good to mess this up and get an infection.”

As the doctor drew the purple fluid with the syringe, Justin said, “Then why don't you show me how?”

Doctor Diego carried over the syringe with a shake of his head. “Do you know how to find a vein, Lord Justin?”

“Yes,” Justin said without hesitation.

The doctor stopped and stared at him. “Can you show me?”

Justin rolled up his left shoulder sleeve. He pointed at the spot.

“You’re right,” said Doctor Diego.

“Then show me how to hold it.”

Doctor Diego shifted to an amused expression.

“I can show you, Lord Justin.”

Doctor Diego held the needle in place and guided Justin’s hand to take hold. Justin grasped with his right hand. He poked in his vein and pushed down the purple liquid into his skin.

“Well done, Lord Justin,” said Doctor Diego with wonder. “You could almost work in medicine.”

As the doctor put the syringe down and applied the bandage, Justin held a smirk.

“Yeah, yeah,” said Doctor Diego. “You win. I’m glad you are one of the trainees who survived. A muchacho with a gut like yours will take good care of our city.”

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