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onyourowndaisymae · 1 year

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presenting the obey me brothers with friendship bracelets

you know that feeling when you have a million other things to write but then one idea cuts to the front of the line and demands to be expelled from your brain? yeah that. that's what this is. i'm making bracelets for the eras tour and this idea came to me

[the dateables version]

[the dateables (+ luke) presenting you with a friendship bracelet]

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prompt: you grin down at your work. in your hands is a small friendship bracelet, lovingly crafted from hard work and the embroidery thread you found in your closet. you weren't quite sure why you'd made it, but the thought of giving a certain someone the bracelet and watching their reaction made you smile. now, to hand it off...

Lucifer

lucifer definitely acts like it's a very childish thing that you've just presented to him. he raises an eyebrow and gives you an amused smirk.

he takes it from you and shoos you out of his office, warning you about all the paperwork he has to keep him busy. you never tied it for him, so you figure he's probably going to toss it in a desk drawer or something for safe keeping. that's okay. you're just happy he accepted the gift in the first place.

the real reason why you got kicked out is so he no longer had to hide the hopelessly fond, adoring look from you in response to your gift. it's simple and childish, yes, but it warms his heart that you made it for him. it's black, white, and red, made in a little stripe pattern. cute.

this little piece of braided string will sit on his desk for the rest of the night, where he can peek over at it when he gets overwhelmed.

you sort of assume the bracelet's been lost to the depths of lucifer's desk or sitting at the bottom of the trashcan. weeks pass before you think of it again.

but you do. you're reminded of your little gift to the morning star when lucifer is reaching out to something mid-conversation at RAD-- an unfamiliar flash of white peeks out from under his dark uniform sleeves. is that... is that the friendship bracelet you made him?

if you try to confront him about it, he will deny everything with that same stoic, slightly irritated look. he won't show you his wrist to prove he's not wearing it, though. softie.

Mammon

this man acts like you're soooo lucky that he's accepting a gift from you. he'll go on and on about how the great mammon usually prefers shiny jewelry, but it you insist--

if you try to take it back and walk off, he's yelling and chasing you down. you can't just take gifts back. that's cheating. hand it over! that white and gold bracelet belongs to him now, and the great mammon isn't going to let someone steal from him that easy.

his cheeks are red as you tie it on his wrist. for all that big talk about how he's doing you a favor by wearing a friendship bracelet for you, he's awfully quiet as he admires it on his wrist.

mammon wears the bracelet everyday. he will sometimes remember to take it off before showers and other stuff that might ruin it, but he also forgets a lot of the time. the bracelet ends up a bit dirty, but not horrible. well-loved, you might say.

if any demon at RAD tries getting a little too friendly with you, he won't hesitate to interrupt your conversation and not-so-subtly remind the other demon that he's the one with the friendship bracelet, not them. he'll pull down his sleeve and shove the bracelet in the demon's face until they get the message and walk away.

mammon will get very offended by you giving out other bracelets, by the way. he's a very jealous demon. you gave him the bracelet because you like him most, right? so why'd you start passing them out like halloween candy, huh? nah, that won't do. the great mammon demands another one to add to his collection. scratch that, make it two more. can't have anyone else think they can compare to your first man.

Leviathan

leviathan initially tries to talk you out of giving him the bracelet. surely you didn't mean to give it to someone like him, right? no, this must be a mistake. you must be thinking of asmo, or mammon, or beel or--

when you point out that you specifically made it for him, he shuts up. you explain the purple and teal colors are meant to match his hair and nails! that way it will always match his outfits, no matter what he wears.

suddenly he's a flurry of movement, wrapping his arms around you and thanking you so so much for being friends with a yucky, gross otaku shut in like him. you're the best henry he could have ever asked for. he's so caught up in the emotions of the moment that he forgets to panic when you first hug him back. a couple of seconds in, his brain reboots, and suddenly he's scuttling out of your personal bubble.

levi's near tears as you tie it on his wrist. don't worry, mc, he'll treasure it forever! this bracelet will remain on his wrist until time stops and hell freezes over. that's how much you mean to him!

you didn't think he actually meant it when he said he'd never take it off. that's why it's adjustable, y'know? but you were wrong. levi wears the bracelet everywhere. home. school. while sleeping. in the shower. while he's cosplaying. wherever he goes, you're certain that bracelet will be with him.

... but it's made of string, and very quickly gets nasty. he doesn't seem to notice, but you definitely do. you ultimately make him a replacement so that you won't have to keep looking at the damp, dingy thing on his wrist. he's just as touched as he was the first time. levi won't throw the original away, though. you compromise and let him keep it on one of his display shelves (even it it's still a bit gross).

Satan

when you present him with the green and teal friendship bracelet, he laughs. that's actually really sweet, mc. he's read stuff like this happening in those books with childhood friends growing up together, where the bracelet symbolizes an unbreakable bond carried into adulthood. it's cute. he's glad you thought of him.

as you tie the bracelet to his wrist and teach him how to take it on and off, he'll inquire about why you made it. have you ever given anyone else a friendship bracelet, or is he your first? how did you make it, anyways? would you be willing to show him?

the afternoon is lost to laughter and tales from both of your childhoods. satan's was a long, long time ago, but he's got six older brothers (by birth order, not fall order) that have told him stories of his youth through the years. would you be surprised to learn that he was a little hellion? no? well, he has no idea why you'd ever get the idea that he's anything but kind and calm and not at all the avatar of wrath. shame on you, mc. (his teasing would be a little bit more convincing if he didn't have that smile on his face-- the one he always has when he's with you.)

satan treats your friendship bracelet with care. he makes sure to take it off any time he does an activity that might get it dirty or otherwise soil it. he'll take it off for showers and slip it right back on afterwards, or keep it on his nightstand so he can put it back on when he returns from a formal event. satan also doesn't sleep with it on because he worries his tossing and turning might wear it down. sometimes he'll even use it as a bookmark when he's not wearing it.

he is very protective of this bundle of knots and strings. mammon once snatched a book from his room-- the book he just so happened to be reading, where he was using the bracelet as a bookmark before he went to bed-- and took the bracelet with it. you were able to step in just in time before satan lost his cool and went on a rampage. everyone knew from then on to leave that damn bracelet alone.

Asmodeus

asmodeus is delighted that you'd make something for him! the pink and red threads blends together so nicely, and is that a little spiral pattern on the outside? ooohh, you're just too cute! thank you, mc!

he will, in front of you, begin planning outfits around the bracelet. no long sleeves-- that'll hide the bracelet, and we don't want that! asmo wants everyone to be able to see it at all times. he can imagine the jealousy on his brother's faces as he shows off the exclusive gift he got from his beloved mc!

don't make anyone else a bracelet now too, alright dear? this sort of affection is all his. it's not as special if you make one for the rest of his lame brothers, now is it? if you want to make more, make them for him! he'll take as many as you'd be willing to make, darling.

if you do dare to make him another one, watch out. you've just opened pandora's box. now he's making requests-- will you do this color combo, mc? what about these? can you do that little stripe pattern on this one, and keep this one simple? the possibilities are endless, and (un)luckily for you, so is his imagination.

if you tell him that he can make his own bracelets, he'll pout. those wouldn't be friendship bracelets then, would they? they're only special because you make them, dearest. he'll pout until you relent, then shower you in as much affection as you'll accept to reward your never-ending kindness.

he's as disciplined with his bracelet routine as he is with every other part of his appearance. he takes it off for bathing and sleeping, so it won't get messed up without him noticing. if he has to go to a photoshoot or a formal event, he'll keep it tucked safely in his bag, so it's close to him at all times (and so none of his brothers get any ideas if they see it unattended).

Beelzebub

beel will probably be confused when you first present him with the gift. he's already holding out his wrist for you to tie it on, though. just because he doesn't understand doesn't mean he'd ever reject a gift from you.

when you explain what it is and its significance, he's all smiles. he's very happy that you want everyone to know the two of you are friends. he'll treasure it, mc. and he does-- he's very careful with it, careful to take it off when he thinks it might get dirty. he sets it gently on the nightstand or in his bag so it doesn't get tangled or lost.

then one day, tragedy strikes.

beel takes his bracelet off one day for fangol practice for safekeeping. he swore he slipped it into his bag, and yet when he gets home to unpack, it's nowhere to be seen. he's crushed. beel comes to break the news to you right away, with the sorrowful expression of someone that had just lost a loved one. he didn't mean to lose it. he hopes you'll forgive him, mc.

you comfort him and explain that you're not mad, not at all! accidents happen. you urge him to go shower and decompress after such a rough practice-- you'll handle the friendship bracelet situation. he (somewhat hesitantly) agrees and leaves your room with a solemn nod. you get to work crafting a new one with the same colors and technique. by the time he's out of the shower, you're coming to his room, replacement in hand.

beel is over the moon. he's quietly thanking you as you tie it on, promising that he'll be more careful with this one. his cheeks go pink with delight when you tell him you'll make him as many as he likes.

Belphegor

you proudly present belphegor with the physical embodiment of your friendship-- a purple and navy braided bracelet-- and he immediately begins clowning on you. really, mc? a friendship bracelet? what are you, seven? the thought of you toiling away over some colorful strings alone in your room makes him chuckle aloud.

fine then, jackass. maybe someone else would appreciate it more?

suddenly he's sitting up in bed. now, who told you that you could give away his present like that, hmm? does your friendship mean nothing? that's right, mc, get back here. that lame ass little bracelet is his.

for someone that made fun of you for making such a juvenile little gift, belphie doesn't seem very keen on taking it off anytime soon. the bracelet becomes frayed and ratty, dulled by time and messed up against blankets or bedsheets. tease him about it down the line and he'll scoff. first, he'll try to make fun of you for noticing such a thing. when that doesn't work, he'll complain that you tied the ends into a knot and now he can't get it off.

actually, ellen belphie, that's not true. you definitely showed him how to take it off the first time you put it on. you reach over and begin to tug at the ends when he yanks it away with a suspicious look. who said you could touch it, you little thief? get your own. it seems someone has grown quite fond of the bracelet in the past few weeks.

"what are you, seven?" you mock with a shit-eating grin. belphie ignores you and rolls back over. you don't neglect to notice the way he tucks his wrist-- the one with the bracelet-- close, hidden under a pillow or two. just try to take it now. just because he won't admit how much he likes it doesn't mean he won't fight tooth and nail to keep the little affectionate trinket on his person at all times.

#IM WORKING ON REQUESTS I PROMISE #gonna do the dateables for this one at some point too #also if someone requests a reverse of this prompt... i will do it #obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me swd #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me levi #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmo #obey me asmodeus #obey me beel #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphie #obey me belphegor #obey me headcanons #obey me x reader

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thatbendyfan · 1 year

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A thorn crown on a god sure is ironic! aka Did you know yellow roses represent trust? aka I swear I've heard this song before... aka Oh darling, apologies mean nothing

#a creative novicepiece #im working on requests i PROMISE #i just #this came into my brain and WOULD NOT LEAVE #im sorry ill get to work now #cjrp #cjrp sun #cjrp anons #atbash cipher

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talos-stims · 2 years

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how the hell did that happen

#/lh ghdfgj #im working on requests i promise #talos talks #txt

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stil-lindigo · 2 months

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ARTISTS FOR PALESTINE 🇵🇸 - On the 6th and 9th of March, I'll be doing art requests on stream with other notable artists to raise money for Operation Olive Branch and the PCRF.

I'm incredibly lucky to be counting quite a few big names in the roster, including known Jesus and Odysseus enthusiast @wolfythewitch, the extraordinary fanartist @denimcatfish, and the incredibly talented @troubledminnesotan, as well as Lilypichu from OfflineTV.

You'll be able to watch the streams on the day of the event either on my twitch channel here, or via the links provided by the artists below.

Lilypichu

Cuptoast

Akairosu_

Sevvanto

Wolfythewitch

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multifandoms27-blog · 2 years

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HI! I’m still working on my stuff, I just hit a writer’s block but I should be back to writing fairly soon. I recently started reading the JJK manga (I’m on chapter 34 I believe, so season 1. No spoilers please) and I’m actually looking to drop a JJK masterlist soon, so…look out for that 👀

#multi fandom blog #multifandoms27 #IM WORKING ON REQUESTS I PROMISE #writers block #jjk x reader #jjk

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putting-kinger-in-places · 6 months

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digital art isn't quite my forte, but i figured I'd try just this once. Just for you guys. Thanks for all your love and support on my little gimmick blog. - Mod Caine

#the amazing digital circus #tadc kinger #kinger #not a place #ps... secret mod note.... requests will open back up soon!!! i promise you guys im working on them #ill make a post when they are back open haha #i was gonna draw this for 1k but then. i got more than that so 😭#really thank yall so much for being so kind it's been so much fun and im glad to continue to do it

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willthespy · 5 months

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this is world’s most hated boy by the way

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bby-deerling · 6 months

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all shook up (zoro x afab!reader nsfw)

zoro knows exactly what buttons to push to get you where he wants you. reader is an artist, franky built her a studio on the sunny!

fem afab!reader, mdni, 18+, wc: 1.2k masterlist

Tiny wisps of white gently drifted through the bright midday sky; today was a peaceful, beautiful day to be at sea. However, you found yourself cooped up in your small studio after lunch, determined to place the finishing brushstrokes on a painting you were finishing of Chopper at work mixing medicines. Zoro had joined you, sitting on the couch in the corner, watching you while he sharpened his swords. You’re so entranced by the process, lost in your mind, that you don’t notice him stand up and walk behind you.

“Fix your posture.” he whispers in your ear, running his index finger along the back of your spine. Completely snapped out of your focus, your back snaps upright, and Zoro smirks at the way your blood rushes to your cheeks.

“Much better.” he says, making his way back to the couch and returning to sharpening one of his swords. The look on his face is increasingly more smug each time he catches you glancing over at him in between brushstrokes, and it becomes nearly impossible to concentrate on anything besides the growing heat spreading through your body.

Allowing your mind to drift and fantasize, you can almost feel him pressed up against you, mouth on your neck as it had been so many times before. The rhythmic metallic scrape of his blade against the sharpening stone only reminded you of his slow, deep thrusts, that left you feeling dizzy. The bottom of his shirt was riding up, exposing part of his midriff—it hadn’t been the last time you looked. He was working you up on purpose, and it drove you nuts that it took so little to completely unravel you.

When he finally sheathes his sword and sets it to the side, leaning back into the couch with his hands behind his head, you set your brush down.

“Been looking at it too long. Think I need a break.” you say with a deep exhale, turning to face him. The satisfied grin on his face lets you know he sees your neediness written all over your face, despite your attempts to not seem so desperate for him.

“C’mere then, pretty girl.” he says, patting his thigh. You lock the door, and take his invitation, straddling him and pressing kisses to his jawline, starting outward and slowly moving towards his neck.

“You’re a tease, Zoro.” you mumble in his ear, kissing and nipping the skin on his neck, salty and sweaty from his training session earlier than morning, “Sitting here and showing me your slutty little waist—” Gasping, your words are cut off by the rolling of his hips into yours.

“Slutty little waist?” he asks, amused, “What do you call this then, huh?” he says, squeezing the bare, exposed skin of your sides, before letting his hands drift further down to your hips. You moan softly against his neck as his calloused fingers dip below the waistband of your harem pants and grab your ass.

“You’re the one running around in these pants that you know drive me nuts. Shame they’re gonna have to come off.” he says, voice husky with lust as one of his hands reaches to tease your clothed slit through your panties, breath hitching as he feels how soaked they are.

“Please, Zoro…” you whine, craving the feeling of his fingers inside you and squirming against his touch.

“You fall apart for me so easily, pretty girl—" he muses as he slides his hand down your panties and slips two fingers inside, eliciting a needy moan from you, “—not that I’m complaining.”

Needy beyond comprehension, you whine as he starts to curl his fingers inside of you. Already lightheaded, you’re drowning, suffocating in a haze of pleasure. He smirks at the wanting, dirty moans and gasps you let out as you soak his fingers, hips squirming under his touch. Eager for more of him, you grab the side of his face and pull his lips onto yours. He continues the slow thrusts and curls of his fingers as his tongue melts into yours, leaving your senses messy, clouded, and unaware of where your body stopped and his began.

When he breaks the kiss to admire how much of a wreck he’s turned you into, face red, eyes darkened and pupils blown, the wanting sigh you let out makes his cock twitch.

“Lemme ride you—” you try to say, but it comes out a mangled mess, unable to focus as his fingers stroke your sweet spot.

“What’s that?” he asks slyly, knowing damn well what you were trying to say, but wanting to get it out of you again.

“I wanna ride you, Zoro—" you plead, gasping at another deep pump of his fingers. He smirks as he withdraws them completely and squeezes your thigh.

“Hop on then, lil’ demon.”

He marvels at how fast you’re out of your clothes as he springs his cock free; the fabric pooling at your feet is quickly abandoned as you straddle him and grind your naked core against him. The strangled moan you let out when he slides into you is muffled as he smashes his lips against yours. Overwhelmed by need, your hips grind into him, head feeling dizzy as your clit rubs against him.

“You’re so hot when you’re needy like this.” Zoro mumbles against your lips as he grabs onto your hips and pulls them closer, increasing the friction on your clit as you grind against him. Your response is incoherent and fades into the choir of other lewd sounds that fall off your lips and onto his. Zoro finds this entertaining, and a muffled chuckle vibrates against your mouth.

“Having fun?” he whispers, pulling away from your lips; a string of saliva still connecting your mouths together.

“Mmhmm—” you hum, too clouded in pleasure to form anything resembling words.

“Good, because you’re not going anywhere until you come all over my cock.” he growls in your ear.

His words send tingles straight to your core and your hips begin to snap against him erratically. He groans as the grip on your hip tightens, nearly sending you over the edge as your clit rolls against him just right. You bury your head into the crook of his neck and pick up the pace, letting out a whine as you get impossibly close. Delirium overtakes you and you feel weightless when you finally come hard, walls fluttering around his cock.

“Fuck—” Zoro gasps, his thrusts deepening as you go limp in his arms. Electricity buzzes in your cheeks as he grips your waist and fucks you hard, desperate to feel every last bit of your orgasm and its aftershocks around him. He was the one losing his mind now, more drunk on the feeling of being inside of you than he could ever be on sake.

“Gonna cum…” he rasps as he grabs the back of your neck and deepens his thrusts even more, speeding up until he finally spills into you, leaving both of you panting and shaking. You both stay there a moment, enjoying the gentle afterglow of the moment and pressing soft absentminded kisses wherever you could reach, before finally emerging from the haze of lust.

“How’s that for a break?” he teases as you both clean up.

“Feeling better now.” you smile. “Might need a nap now, though.”

“Me too. C’mere, pretty girl.” he says, laying down on the couch and pulling a blanket over the two of you.

“Love you Zoro.” you mumble into his chest with a yawn as he snuggles you close, entangling your limbs together.

“Love you more.” he says, kissing your forehead as you both succumb to the comfort of each other’s arms.

#one piece x reader #x reader #zoro x reader #roronoa zoro x reader #zoro x you #roronoa zoro x you #mdni #one piece smut #one piece scenario #im working on my requests i promise but i just couldn't get this out of my head aaaaaa #god i need him

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malebreastmilk · 1 month

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pining!gojo imagines, school picnic sandwich making!

♡ pining!gojo who is busy taking in the scenery of your apartment as you begin listing off the different sandwich types that the students had requested, he feels like he’s looking right into your heart seeing how you decorated your little place with all the things you enjoyed, only snapping out of his little haze when you speak his name

“...Huh? Sandwiches! Right–what type I like? Whatevers on the menu!” ♡ pining!gojo who finds himself looking down at the little cutting board you had given him with different ingredients that needed cut, glancing over to you cutting the crusts off of someone’s sandwich, a pang of longing flooding his chest as he watched you prepare food so thoughtfully. who looks back towards his cutting board with unfamiliarity for once, unsure

“On second thought, why don’t we just buy premade sandwiches? It’ll be easier!” ♡ pining!gojo who now finds himself frozen in place as you carefully direct your hands over the top of his to help him direct the shaped bread-cutter without squishing the sandwich and its fillings completely. who trembles momentarily as you move your hand away from his as he does his best to cut into a sandwich by himself, looking back at you, trying to meet your gaze

“See? Easy as that. You might wanna take notes!”

♡ pining!gojo who packs away the last bagged sandwich after you finish writing the last of the names onto the front. who tries to play it off as him accidentally making an extra sandwich that you might as well eat now since he argued that he was full from the sweets the two of you had been snacking on. who can't help but feel a newly found rush of pride swelling in his chest as you bite into the sandwich, the one he himself made especially for you

“It’s that good? Well I mean– of course it's good! It was made by the one and only Gojo Satoru after all~”

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crismakesstuff · 3 months

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respectfully reqqing for CECIL !!! if ur unable to… then how about a silly doodle between aconite n cele??? 🫢

SORRY IT TOOK FOREVER BUT HERE IT IS

i decided to do both bc I rly wanted a chance to draw ur oc aconite c:

#SORRY IVE TAKEN FOREVER AGAIN #IM WORKING ON REQUESTS GUYS I PROMISE #a lot of them are just in the sketch stage rn!#invincible #invincible show #invincible fanart #cecil stedman #invincible oc #aconite grayson #<belongs to milky!#cele grayson #🎆🕳#oc art #original character #mark grayson #nolan grayson #crismakesstuff #she/her for aconite and the/he/she for cele !!

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dragonnarrative-writes · 28 days

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im the anon who sent that gaz ask and omg kyle's interlude was so good!!!!! im just giggling thinking of kyle wondering how much does she know? did she catch on somehow? fuck I have to take her out quick before she finds out how many projects ive finished and the whole time miss new girl is like. wow this guy fucking sucks at his job i want him gone from my hospital >:(

mans thinks shes gonna file a case with a police and she just thinks he's incompetent as shit

I'm so tickled. That's exactly what's happening.

CW: discussions of death and dying, autopsies, medical neglect

There’s something going on on the cardiac floor that you just… can’t quite put your finger on.

This isn’t the first hospital you’ve worked at, but you’re also new to urban healthcare, so you don’t want to rock the boat by being paranoid. But traffic from the cardiac floor is… steady. You’ve read the papers, know the stats like the back of your hand. And the cardiac floor is perfectly in line with expected trends. Every. Month.

There are fluctuations, of course. Plus or minus three to seven lives is nothing remarkable in cardiology. Macabre, maybe, but true. But that’s unnatural. In the seven months you’ve worked here, you’ve seen waves elsewhere in the hospital. The plastics floor had a month with zero deaths followed by a month of a persistent infection sweeping through the otherwise reasonably healthy patients. Oncology has seen a steady decline in patients sent your way, thank goodness. Even emergency and intensive care aren’t as fixedly consistent as the cardiac floor.

When you wonder about it aloud to the director, Dr. Martins just shrugs. “We have a good team up there. Very good at keeping things clean and double and triple checking their work.”

“But if that’s the case, then the number of deaths should be going down,” you point out.

Dennis gives you a rueful smile. “That’s not always how human bodies work, unfortunately. You know that.”

You do know that. Which is why the consistency grates against your nerves. So you decide to do a little digging.

The name that comes up the most often in the chart notes is one Kyle Garrick.

That’s actually not 100% accurate. He’s charting exactly the way he’s supposed to. And no nurse has complete, individual access to patients 24/7. But every dying patient he has access to is… perfect. Their blood work, labs, vitals, prognosis, medication adherence and refusal is almost too-the-letter, textbook precise.

The most obvious answer is that Garrick, and probably a couple of other nurses on the floor, are fudging the numbers.

The idea is infuriating. You hate the way the administrators keep changing medical record systems just as much as the next person, but inaccurate charting is a safety issue. People can, have, and do die because someone writes down the wrong timing for medications or assumes that a patient’s vitals are unchanged. If anything, this is probably worse than that. The fact that everything is so pristine probably means that some patients are just being written off. The nurses might be deciding who gets the excellent care the hospital is known for and who gets neglected.

You stay three hours late investigating the next cardio patient that ends up in your morgue.

After examining the body and reading, rereading, and re-re-re-reading his chart, you find it. A stutter in the dosages of blood thinners, a slightly higher blood pressure reading from someone who isn’t nurse Kyle fucking Garrick. Just enough evidence to have you testing the body with an aspirometer almost too late. And there it is. A fatal air embolism.

You want to scream, but the dead man doesn’t deserve that.

Three weeks later, sipping from your water bottle, someone calls into the office. “Knock knock.”

Dennis practically lights up. “"Good morning, Kyle. Been a bit since you've come to see us. Care for some tea?"

Your eyebrows shoot up. Dr Martins hates unexpected visitors. Then you look over your shoulder, and you understand. Even old queens aren't immune to pretty privilege. The man that’s leaning in the doorway is gorgeous. Maybe its because you work with dead bodies all day, but his eyes and skin seem to glow, even under the fluorescents.

"Can't," the man says, apologetically. "Just dropping someone off."

"Well, at least let me introduce our new nurse!"

The fact that you’re wiping crumbs off of your mouth over a paper plate is the only reason no one sees your face fall when you hear him say, “Nice to meet you. Kyle Garrick.”

#slasher handler #cod #fanfiction #dark fic #kyle gaz garrick #gaz appreciation nation #dragonnarrativewrites fanfiction #coffeeshop chats #please keep these requests coming because when they hit they HIT #i'm having so much fun #i promise im working on the next ghost part #but the giant weirdo is fighting me #gaz is much more cooperative and considerate

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rockoutbreak · 1 year

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I have a request!!! Can you do a drawing of jerma and Miku? Also hi I love your art!

yes ofc ^_^ arent they sooo cute, also thank you sm <333

#FR THANK YOU THO #ask #i PROMISE im working on other requests i got a job and shit ive barely been drawing but im back in it now #i just had this one started anyways so why not lol #jerma #tree art #jerma fanart #req #scopophobia

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formerlyz · 11 months

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Happy Pride!! ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜

#Im gonna draw another one of these with Miri too #and maybe Kyu #I also might write a fic where they go to a pride parade #buddy daddies #kazurei #reikazu #buddy daddies fanart #kazurei fanart #reikazu fanart #also for those who sent Requests I am working on them I’m promise #I just wanted to do this because it’s June BABEEEEEY #z tries to draw #my art #mybrainrot

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switch-writer · 4 months

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i request some law hcs because i say so👹

Trafalgar D. Water Law Tickle Headcanons

A/N: Thank you both to my bestie and lovely anon for the request, BECAUSE I LOVE THIS FELLA. Law honestly is a very ominous character until he meets Luffy, so honestly, I love seeing him go from horrifying to goofy and panicked when Luffy is around. BUT THANK YOU. I have a lot of fun writing for him, and though it took awhile to get around to this, I appreciate the request. This is a little warm up since I’m about to finally write my squealing Santa fic at some point, but I’ll quit rambling! Thank you for the patience, and last of all. Enjoy!

• Out of the gate, Law is a man who prefers to tickle than to get tickled, mostly because his reactions are very silly when tickled and it ruins some of his image. But despite this, he gets tickled more than he tickles.

• When he does tickle someone (mostly Luffy) it’s out of retaliation usually due to the strawhats.

• His fingers are very fast and accurate, so any spot that maybe sensitive, he will find and he will make sure there isn’t any secret place where it tickles all the more

• He will smirk the smuggest smirk in the world whenever he tickles someone.

• “You know, doctor’s usually have the occasional sensitive patient, but you certainly are a exception.”

• He’ll occasionally tickle Bepo by rubbing his belly, and because of this, it became a habit. So sometimes when Luffy leans or lays nearby, he’ll mindlessly tickle him on his belly or somewhere else.

• That being said, if he wants revenge on someone, he’ll simply call out ‘room!’ And then he’ll be behind someone tickling them because he isn’t gonna let someone get away with tickling the surgeon of death.

• He over all is gentle.. unless provoked. Then he’ll go for any spot necessary and tickle it. Sweet spots and all. All in good fun however.

• He’ll usually stop once someone learns their lesson, then smirk as he watches whoever he tickled giggle before calming down. Although, he’ll occasionally pat their back or sit with them as they relax.

• As for the other side of things, he will be very defensive and flustered, asking what in the world whoever is tickling him is doing.

• This is a Habit he’s had since he was with Corazon, there was a occasion where Corazon would tease him by tickling him and Law would get defensive and pouty as a child. But that’d always be his first question.

• He’ll often try and bat at the hands tickling him, but in most cases, Luffy is tickling him and he finds it difficult to actually catch his hands.

• His laugh usually starts as a snicker, but he has a over all quiet, soft laugh, but a warming one. He does however have a hearty laugh when someone gets a weak spot.

• After the tickling stops, he will have a wobbly smile on his face for a minute, probably some light blush too. The smile goes away faster than the blush however since he tries to straight up fast for the sake of appearances.

• His legs will also kick a fair amount, which is probably also a habit from never getting tickled much since he was a child, so he just… reacts completely like how he would as a child.

• Law finds someone tracing his tattoo designs relaxing over all, but he’ll occasionally let snickers out because it’ll slightly tickle. Nothing too bad, just a snicker and a squirm.

• His weak/worst spot is just his torso as a whole, but especially around his belly and ribs, but at that point his sides share the same weakness. However, a honorable mention is his back.

• Traffy will often gasp when someone touches somewhere like his ribs and stare as if they just offended him to his core.

• But to end it off, unless there’s trust and he’s comfortable, you’ll have a hard time getting him to humor it. Sly when tickling, a little more bashful and stubborn when tickled.

• However, if it’s a close friend or a lover, or even someone like family (Corazon), he’ll… humor it. Maybe even enjoy it at times.

Hope you enjoyed!

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