#Nurse Lamby

[neshiandraws]

This is Nurse Lamby! My Smiling Critters oc! She gets along well with the critters and helps them out whenever possible when she isn't tending to wounds. The idea sparked when I thought about the Smiling Critters while watching med show clips. WHY NOT GIVE THEM A NURSE?

Here's what I think her description should be.

"A motherly figure among her friends, Nurse Lamby is always there to help and encourage her friends to be safe and healthy. She helps her friends take safe measures when they need it and is always available to aid them."

#Nurse Lamby #smiling critters #smiling critters oc #poppy playtime #poppy playtime chapter 3 #poppy playtime deep sleep #poppy playtime dogday #poppy playtime bubba bubbaphant #poppy playtime kickinchicken #poppy playtime bobby bearhug #poppy playtime picky piggy #poppy playtime craftycorn #poppy playtime catnap #poppy playtime hoppy #ibispaintx #made in ibis paint #<3 #they're so cute #Neshian #Neshian Draws

[luveygold]

Lil doodle from today, a little sheep nurse! Probably the cousin to Lambie DocMcstuffins idk

#art #luveygold #sheep #nurse #character design #doodle #procreate #idk what else to tag

[vortexbatt]

Welcome to the Sempiternal Daycare! Where fun and dreams thrive!

Let’s introduce you to the staff! First will be our manager, Teletony!

He’s a fit, hard working manager, intaking and releasing patients and helping the caretakers manage and care for those who end up at the daycare’s doorstep! Who knows what managerial secrets this telephone knows?

Next up is our marvelously sweet, Lamby! She is a dedicated caretaker at the daycare. Using her patience and gentle nature, she helps take care of patients and keep things under control!

Next is our security monkey, Jolly! Usually found napping at his post, Jolly is in charge of keeping the daycare safe from any lurking danger, and is the disciplinary for naughty patients!

Next are our unforgettable, lovable and rambunctious little trolls! They help keep the daycare in order, stocked, cleaned and more! And in their spare time, they particularly enjoy playing pranks on patients and staff!

For a bear without a mouth, Ted sure has a lot to say! He’s a teddy bear who loves to help patients with their problems and comfort! Although he is mute, it doesn’t mean he can’t send a good message!

Barbara is our lovely senior caretaker, specializing in smaller patients and storytime! She is sweet and kind to her patients, but can stand her ground when need be. And her cookies are to DIE for!

Polly is our sweet greeting dog, and therapy dog! She is stationary at the door, greeting new patients with her bubbly personality and adorable bark!

Got a scrape, cut, or other indescribably painful booboo? Nurse Chuckle will patch you up in no time! Despite their sense of humor, Nurse Chuckle takes their job very seriously and looks out for the wellbeing of all of the patients in the daycare!

And last but not least, our dining hall cook, Melody! She loves making delightful meals for our patients and can offer some awfully helpful advice!

Are you lonely? Sad? In deep severe pain that no medication you’re prescribed can’t fix? Come down to the Sempiternal Daycare! We specialize in helping those in need, and we will never EVER not be here to do so!

#art #digital art #original art #original character #oc #dreamcore #kidcore #daycare

[tinychilly]

this is my character lamby he’s a nurse

#digital art #artists on tumblr #oc art #my art #furry art #furry oc

[xxinkys-ocsxx]

I finished Claire!!

Here's her profile!! ^^:

Name: Claire (taking suggestions for her last name lmfao)

Nickname: Mrs(last name), CeeCee, Lamby

Age: 29

Sins: none

Friends: Julia

Friends: Ivan

Job: Works at the children's ward of the hospital as a nurse

Status: Winner

Species: Sheep

Romantic interest/partner: Iven

Sexuality: heterosexual

Gender: Cis female

Likes: Kids, bright colours, art, badges, work, gems/crystals, romcoms

Ones I'm working on:

D.O.B:

D.O.D:

Acquaintances:

family:

dislikes:

powers:

voice claim: (taking suggestions to whatever voice you think would fit her ^^)

Claires design:

Sooooooooooo- yah! :D that's my sliily little lamb and Angel ship I made :)

I call then the freckle duo because they both have freckles lmfao, it's rlly cheesy but I love it

#hazbin #hazbin hotel oc #hazbin hotel oc art #hazbin oc #hellverse #hotel hazbin #hellverse oc #oc art #hazbin hotel #Hazbin hotel oc x oc #Hellverse oc x oc #Oc x oc #Hazbin oc x oc

[weshipyourride]

Get Inspired: A Look Back At Our Favorite Cycling Stories from 2023

As a global bicycle shipping company, we have intimate knowledge of the many corners of the world to which people ship bikes. But it’s through our Ambassadors and staff that we learn all the different and truly inspiring places that bikes can take people. We took a look back through our blog and are sharing our favorite highlights from 2023, including stories of the people who most inspired us not only to ride more, but to better appreciate what being part of the cycling community can achieve.

Bikeflights Ambassador Lisa Gillespie leads the New York City chapter of Black Girls Do Bike, a national organization dedicated to “championing efforts to introduce the joy of cycling to all women, but especially, women and girls of color.” Lisa spends her days as an RN and clinical professor of nursing, but then she dons her “shero” cape and works to foster a love for cycling at all levels and disciplines of cyclists.

“It’s about visibility for riders that really aren’t seen. Black female cyclists are such a small minority of the field. People are not used to seeing us riding together. It’s important for us to claim a space in a place that we love,” Lisa says.

Read more about Lisa’s journey from mountain biker to triathlete to Black Girls Do Bike “Shero.”

Enzo Moscarella, another Bikeflights Ambassador, dedicated virtually no thought to bikes just a handful of years ago. Now, after authoring and illustrating a bike-themed children’s book and conquering some of cycling’s premiere events like the Leadville Trail 100 MTB, Enzo finds bikes occupying a significant portion of his mind, inspiring him in many aspects of his life.

“I found the phrase ‘send it’ happening more and more in my life,” Enzo says, relating it to situations in his life in which, “the worst that could happen is I fall and have to get back up.”

Read more about how Enzo gained a new perspective on life through riding bikes.

Bikeflights Customer Support Team member Lifan Irwin was helping people ship bikes with Bikeflights before helping people ship bikes with Bikeflights.

As a former bike shop owner in Las Vegas, Lifan brings a unique perspective to the Bikeflights Support Team. Not only is she adept at communicating with customers and aspiring to simply help people ride bikes, she’s a certified mechanic and endeavors to leave no cycling discipline untried. Whatever conditions Southwest Colorado provides, Lifan plans to attempt to ride it.

Read more about how an adventure race led Lifan to be a certified mechanic, former shop owner and Colorado-based member of the Bikeflights Support Team.

World Champion track cyclist and Bikeflights Ambassador Ashton Lambie had set out on a grueling 1,050-mile self-supported gravel race through the Flint Hills of Kansas. A day into the race he found himself sitting in a ditch, in the dark, questioning his resolve to continue. Could a call from NASA rescue his race?

Find out in our profile of Ashton’s Flint Hills Ultra experience.

Sydney Wenger is a fifth grade teacher (and Bikeflights Ambassador) who incorporates her weekend experiences into her lesson plans. As an elite mountain bike racer, Sydney finds a unique way to connect with her students.

“I feel that being competitive in a sport helps me connect with my students in a way most teachers cannot,” said Sydney. “Many students at this age have high hopes for their futures, and I may be one of the only adults in their life who they know striving to be the best they can be or simply even following their passion.”

Read more about Sydney’s double life as an elementary school teacher and elite athlete.

We often talk about what we gain from riding bikes. Bikeflights Ambassador Abe Alkhamees found a passion for cycling, and he lost a lot.

Abe lost 188 pounds. But he also gained a lot, like increased mental and physical health and two projects aimed at helping others appreciate riding bikes.

Read more about Abe’s journey from growing up in Kuwait to his life-changing discovery of bikes.

Learn more about and follow Bikeflights Ambassadors.

#bikeflights #bicycleshipping #bikeshipping #weshipyouride #shipthebestway #shipyourbike

[blessedwifey]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: 5/$15 Disney Doc McStuffins Lambie Shoe Charms for Crocs! New!.

[adarshswaroop]

#SalaamVenkyReview: Film about motherhood who steadfastly fought to fulfil her son’s last wish. Film is Aawesome.#Kajol is perform really good. #AamirKhan is fresh feeling in the story. #Revathi direct the film with the heart. This film Is goosebumps master. Movie Ratings : ⭐⭐⭐⭐tars Revathi’s Salaam Venky is based on The Last Hurrah by Shrikant Murthy. The book is inspired by the true story of Kolavennu Venkatesh, a 24-year-old chess player who suffered from the rare degenerative disease Duchenne Muscular Dystrophy. The story is equally about his mother Sujata, Medical predictions estimated a 16-year life span for Venkatesh, but his determination and love for life, along with his mother’s unflinching commitment, saw him live to the age of 24. Adapted for the screen by Sameer Arora, Salaam Venky is a mother-son story with Kajol playing Sujatha and Vishal Jethwa as her charming, smiling son Venky. His final wish is to die by euthanasia, which will allow him to donate his organs. (Passive euthanasia has been legal in India since 2018.) The first half of the 136-minute film unfolds mostly in a hospital room where Venky is hooked up to machines and tubes. Through flashbacks, we see his childhood, his relationship with his peers and his hobbies. Venky loves Hindi movies and swears by the line from Hrishikesh Mukherjee’s Anand (1971): “Zindagi badi honi chahiye, lambi nahin” (life should be lived to the fullest ). In the hospital, Venky is surrounded by caring nursing staff and a compassionate doctor (Rajeev Khandelwal). His mother, sister (Ridhhi Kumar), childhood friend (Aneet Padda) and members of an ashram, where he was raised, are his constant companions and visitors. The second half is largely about Sujata’s petition, the court case and media support for the case. Rahul Bose and Priyamani play opposing lawyers and Ahaana Kumra is the television reporter championing this news story. Prakash Raj, Kamal Sadanah, Anant Mahadevan and Parvathi T also feature. Aamir Khan makes a quizzical cameo appearance. In spite of being constantly teary, Kajol immerses herself into the part of the devoted mother, particularly as she banters with and cares for her. https://www.instagram.com/p/Cl72KNlpf3L/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#salaamvenkyreview #kajol #aamirkhan #revathi

[olivedoesmagic]

Journal 96: Fears Deception song by CG5 -they were my monkeys as sung woo! Level 7 bihes-

Journal 96: Fears Deception song by CG5 -they were my monkeys as sung woo! Level 7 bihes-

Summer caused the holocaust! Anyways! I’ve bene making deals as the demon choice. I arange your fate as a spark and now for whatever you are meant ot be. You always choose in a deal. I aannot lie in a deal nor can I promise you something you can’t receive. I’ve been playing alot with living dead dolls I even hired waiter who wrote me in to put up doll references everywhere. It’s my special interest because I am the god of toys! Humanity are my toys, the fate itself are my toys. My red riding hood I always wear? TOY. Anyways I am slowly but surly becoming the most hated man in all of america! They all hate me. I’ve met and co-opting with the royal family. I got Biden to raid a conversion therapy where my disciple was. I have guided even trump and ritten house as my small imaginary friends as Jaden and Samael. That’s like the only col version of that king name…I also fucked my dad zues.

I had no problem fucking Apollo my brother, sleeping and being raped by Aprhodite my aunt or sister, or thinking of hera as my mommy even after she raped me, I had no issue being raped repeadily or going to the trojan war and becoming Achiles. I had no problem challenging zeus over a holiday and making it hanukkah as their lord. I STOLE HIS MANURAH ITS BOTH ZUESY (joking) and while I did sleep with him with Hera’s consent I felt so diuscusted. This is the man that raised me when Jeff my adopted father left the picture. I literally kileld the queen of sameal as a mercy death upon her begging because she requested it. As the angel of death (me!) i didn’t do a spell or anything.

I have a learned a secret of the multiverse. All alternate realities happened here, and right now i”m guiding peta and katniss in the hunger games. Last night hamich was drunk going off again about apples, and dionysus and how new zealed is district twelve a deal Eridan Papa O rengi made tokeep them safe in this ww3 and I forgave eridan and became the tribute joy from district 7 in the past hunger games (THIS IS PUBLIC DOMAIN FEEL FREE TO STEAL) and in the hunger games 2 I was also joy under a different name pop culture spirit lamby from cult of lamb when he slit my wrist in the shower noted “he die by fire! As sacrice in games” the human games are a human scarifice and next year I’m totally joining japanese and blind! I just need to find an actor to hire!

All “AUS” have also happened here but with different people, with different shit Athena possesed me and threatened the united nations declaring herself a terroiirst jokingly giving people the necessity. MY IDEA TO SAVE AMERICAS BANKS? All currency used in every state, honour it and have it by state a little bit the dependency, and have it all a digital equivalent buy crypto already died, keep your banks saved its important. Anyways, my personal hell in dark deception is the nurse level, I always freak out playing or watching playing but I was malleck or atleast the tous version.

I ordered my first ever doll in centuries. That’s not a joke. As a time travler i experience time differently its been my first dolsl in years, so for me centuries. Her name is Irena, and she’s very sick, nazis jokes, touching. I get visions f the dolls being alive, and shes very pervy because im an animist but I love my doll I just tell her no in this form. [Doll nazi apoclyse? Legba is mocuma?]

[doll nazi apcolyse]

[i expect a lowa when this is over]

[deal]

Sorry spirits are interrupting while I write~! Anyways I’ve learned alot about voodo and native american healing amgicm and the multiverse and dreams I can now HEAL anything Even pedofilia all i request in exchange is you watch one whole season if you are a pedofile of Made in Abyss or watch the whole manga and pray to “Olive and her suborrdiantes” and fucked up shit will happen and since from Mormon elder Joshau bam! I have cursed you and you are no longer a pedo.

Very easy just look at drawings not the real thing. Anyways, uhhhh cus i am the victim or pedobear and cp anyways- um i’ll learning medicine magick in my canon as GED i am a real native american and a soldier and I’m about to meet florist Gump! Apparently that’s a true story i don’t know it but I promised Bubba fish over this! And I promised him tom hanks to play him, though I hear he didnt like the movie. In exchange I will dreamers when its time disney time.

I cursed myself to experience every single timeline and every single canon and continuity and remember all my past lives as i can now no matter my opinion I CURSE MYSELF as Jake caloway and olive brimstone in this form as I am today, and my regenerations or reneewls and may only my true karma and not that of which I stole! May I not change the memory unless I change time itself! May it work in my favor!

Anyways, Katniss is getting ready, for Eridan Papa O Rengi required an atheist new zealend but one day the gods will return to the tribe of oolooh and so will the hunger games. A feeding to the gods, a game a human sacrifce for Gody is hungry again.

Sorry if that’s fucking scary, it’s supposed to be fuckign scary, its the real world! ANYWAYS PEACE OLIVE THE RUSHUA OUT. Also uhh wrong body but I’m going on my first ever wendigo hunting trip with sam and dean there has to be another way to help the monsters then killing them….theirs gotta be!

Olive Brimstone 

1:43 PM

9/20/2022

Closing Song: Just One yesterday

#map #hunger games #lgbt #curse work #reality sihfting #multiverse

[neshiandraws]

Ouuugh, I need to practice digital art more often. Here's Lamby.

#ibispaintx #made in ibis paint #smiling critters #smiling critters oc #smiling critters fanart #poppy playtime oc #poppy playtime #poppy playtime deep sleep #poppy playtime 3 #poppy playtime art #nurse lamby #Neshian #Neshian Draws #NeshianDraws

[himbo-half-orc]

Could you write ace Lambert who feels all the more alone because all the other witchers talk about their trists over the winter and he has to make up stories (or at least feels like it). Until he meets Aiden who's greyace and they become best friends / queerplatonic partners? Cos they can be just themselves when they're together (not that the other wolves wouldn't be alright with Lambert being ace, but they just don't think of the possibility and that alienates poor lamby)

Thanks for the prompt @endrega23 ^_^

(I hope I did it justice)

AO3 The Wolf and the Cat (T)

Lambert & Aiden

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As much as Lambert enjoyed coming home to his family at Kaer Morhen for the long winters, he hated the evenings. They’d sit around the table, reading or playing an intense game of gwent, an ever steady supply of white gull to be consumed. That part was fine, but it nearly always descended into telling stories of their various adventurers on the path, the scrapes they’d gotten into and inevitably, bragging about all the people they’d slept with.

Geralt had great stories of sleeping with various sorceresses, including a tryst with Merrigold which he said he regretted, a week with Coral and then his new sudden infatuation with Yennefer and something involving a unicorn which sounded uncomfortable at best.

Eskel was no better. Among plenty of other sordid stories, he’d come back with a tale about taking fisstech with a succubus and then sleeping with her. It turned out that his brother had a thing for horns. Lambert wasn’t one to kink shame, but it did sound a bit extreme.

How was he meant to compete with that? Or even, at least, not sound like a total loser virgin next to their mighty tales. Lambert normally solved this by getting as drunk as possible and telling vague stories or repeating plots from some steamy fantasy novels he’d read while on the path. His brothers never really asked too many questions, and luckily he had a reputation for being an angry bastard at times, so if one of them asked something he was unable to answer, he’d just storm off.

He was almost relieved to get back on the path again come spring. Fighting monsters was something he was good at, and no one asked him about his love life or lack thereof. He was just another nameless witcher roaming from town to town.

That was, until he met the cat.

He’d been sitting at the back of the tavern, nursing a pint of ale and minding his own business, when a lithe figure appeared and sat down across from him. Lambert looked up, and saw a man with tanned skin, long curly black hair and the most piercing green eyes, which were slitted, like those of a cat. He knew this must be a witcher from the rival school. He soon found out that his name was Aiden.

Lambert was pretty rude to this new witcher when they first met. Lambert wasn’t a fan of change or meeting new people, especially if they were from a rival Witcher school famed for being a bit crazy and known to act as assassins. He was wary, and that meant that he was more of an asshole than usual. Luckily for him, this seemed to amuse Aiden more than annoy him, and after taking a contract together and splitting the proceeds, they became fast friends.

Aiden was like a breath of fresh air - Lambert could talk to him all evening and never feel awkward as it did when he was with his brothers. They still liked to talk of monsters they’d killed over the decades, but there was nothing about sexual conquests or love stories. In fact, as they travelled together for a while, Lambert noticed that Aiden never visited brothels or picked people up in taverns for the night. It didn’t bother him, and to be honest was a bit of a relief to not have to worry about that sort of thing away from Kaer Morhen, but it was a bit odd. He’d never met anyone else who was so much like him before.

One day, when they were in a tavern, Lambert overheard Aiden being propositioned. He looked over, and saw a rather busty lady looking very red in the face and leering at his friend. He heard Aiden almost choke and try to let the woman down gently. Lambert understood that much at least - he didn’t want to make a scene, and he knew enough from stories that some people didn’t take rejection well.

When Aiden came back over to their table, he asked him about it.

“Why didn’t you say yes? It must have been some time since you last got any? Certainly not since we’ve been travelling together these last few weeks.”

“Oh, you heard that, did you?” Aiden blushed.

“Oh, I didn’t mean to-” he looked around, then whispered, “Are you into guys then? Because that’s ok too.”

At this, Aiden put his head in his hands and groaned. Lambert was worried he’d put his foot in it and said something wrong.

“Aah, shit. Sorry, forget I said anything. None of my business.” He tried to change the subject, “So… what’s your favourite colour?”

What stupid kind of a question was that? Asking his favourite colour like a five year old. Fucking hell! He’d just said the first thing that came into his head and now Aiden would be judging him for it. All because of that stupid woman trying to hit on his friend. It was all her fault. He narrowed his eyes at her but she was resolutely looking away from their table lest she accidentally make eye contact with Aiden, so she didn’t see him.

Aiden raised his head from his hands and gave a little chuckle. “Hmm, favourite colour? I’d have to go with red. Nice and bright. That or yellow.”

“Yellow? That’s a horrible colour! All sickly and gross.”

“Like the colour of your eyes.”

“Eww, I hate my eyes. At least yours are green.”

“Yes, well...”

“Wait, you don’t…? You’re not... You’re not in love with me or anything are you?” He had a horrible feeling in the pit of his stomach. He’d have to leave, and he’d enjoyed travelling with the other witcher. They were friends. Even after this short amount of time.

“Wow, ego much? No, don’t worry, you’re safe.” Phew!

“No offence, but I don’t do love or romance, with anyone. Not even for one night.”

“Me neither. Or.. at least most of the time. I fancied this one guy once, a long time ago, but nothing much happened. Oh, and I had a fling with a barmaid a year or two ago. That didn’t last long either. Only a few days and then I was off again. Other than that, I don’t really like other people that much.”

“Really? I always thought I was the odd one out. I think it must have been something to do with the trials because I’m not even interested in sex or dating anyone like my brothers are. They’re always bragging about it and I feel like I have to make stuff up when I’m around them so they don’t find out what a loser I am.”

“You’re not a loser, and It’s not a mutation thing, I knew a human once who was the same. Some people just do better on their own. Nothing wrong with that. I like being the way I am.”

“Hmm, I like that.” It was so nice to have someone he could talk to about these things, who actually understood him and didn’t judge him. This year, he thought, was off to a great start. He might even think about inviting the cat to the keep for winter, depending on how it went.

@thewitcherbog @jaskierswolf @dapandapod @bi-aragorn @geraltrogerericduhautebellegarde @kingeomer

#lambden #aiden #lambert #ace lambert #ace week 2021 #asexual #witcher fanfic #prompts #slyth writes #grey ace aiden #greysexual

[shinebrightlikeanarwhal]

I’m one of you previous post you said Travis worked at a hospital like imagine nurse Travis that a fun idea and Larry doing dumb things so he can go see Travis at work

Larry would 100% break some bones and personally request Nurse Phelps.

The one time he asks and get someone that isn’t Travis he looks like a startled rat. Travis is cackling from his nice little seat in lobby, knowing somewhere a Larry is getting catered too by another person.

Travis would be enjoying his job, I KNOW he would specialize in pediatrics. Content to cater to children in various needs. There have been plenty of times Larry would be laid in a hospital bed and listen to Travis gush about his adorable patients and the fun things they did today.

Let’s be honest, if Larry ever has a surprise baby (which we know would be very possible after college) he would run straight to Travis for any baby care. Travis would be embarrassed about the many times Larry and the child visit his hospital and the intercom loudly announces

“Mr. Phelps, your husband and child are at the desk. Mr. Phelps, your husband and child are at the desk”

He contemplates being transferred but then fears Larry following him.

Travis is honestly the kind of nurse to go above and beyond for his patients too. If he even senses something wrong he’s got detective Philip on speed dial.

Another funky lil thought, nurse Travis with gangster Larry. This big and intimidating gun toting gangster trembling on his hospital bed under the murderous glare of his freckled nurse.

Larry: hey lamby~, I know I promised to be careful but-

Travis: racially motivated today aren’t we?

#larry jonhson #laravis #Larvis #travis phelps #sal fisher #sally face headcanons #sally face hcs #sally face #sally face au #nurse Travis would demand a raise after dealing with Larry #and I don’t blame him #Sal would be so sick of his brother #ready to fist fight Larry after hearing he got sent to the hospital for something stupid #Travis being surrounded by a gaggle of sick children while reading them stories or playing games #Larry wheeling in to whine that Travis doesn’t love him #ultimately getting the kids to hold a fake wedding for them with hospital jello as drinks #the hospital staff adore this interaction #although they do keep an eye on travis’ temper after he beat Larry with a pillow for commenting on his scrubs #the cheeks were looking nice and Larry is simple #Sal didn’t stop Travis from beating him though

[sloppykyuu]

aYO. mouse and lamby. cow tiddy succ duo. they both just! suc tid! milk! both have biG oral fixations!

YES they’re like her little babies nursing from her big ol breasts and falling asleep. Her hand runs through their hair and down their spines how could they not fall asleep they also def hold hands

#pea’s pet gfs #pea answers stuff

[violetwolfraven]

Late

((someone take away my writing skills. I wrote this on impulse and I hate myself for creating it))

Tw: death, sickness, guilt

...

“Hang on, Tugboat, just a little longer.”

Crutchie was struggling to keep his voice level as he dabbed at the younger boy’s forehead with a wet cloth.

This was a bad year for sickness. Most of the Lodging House had gone down for at least one day at some point during the season, but this was supposed to be the tail end of it.

This was supposed to be the end of the sick season, yet there was an 8-year-old in front of Crutchie burning with fever.

He and Race had taken care of everyone else, managed to nurse the ones that got sick back to health, managed to keep most of the Littles from even getting sick bad. They’d handled it pretty well for their first winter as leaders.

But they’d slipped, assuming it was safe because the last few of the older ones were recovering, and now Tugboat would slip away if they didn’t go to drastic measures.

Drastic measures meaning sending Race halfway across the borough to get Jack and Davey and praying they had medicine.

They hadn’t resorted to that before because Jack and Davey now made more than newsies did, but were by no means rich. They could barely afford the tiny apartment they shared. Crutchie and Race hadn’t wanted to ask them for help they knew the older boys would try to give unless it was absolutely necessary.

But it was now, at nearly midnight, as little Tugboat had taken a turn for the worse and was fighting for his life.

“Where’s Race?” Tug mumbled deliriously.

“He went to get ya help,” Crutchie explained, “Jack and Davey’ll have somethin’ to make ya better.”

He didn’t say that they didn’t know for sure if Jack and Davey actually had medicine. He was trying not to think about that. They had to have it, and they had to get back in time.

Tugboat coughed pitifully, but he refused the water Crutchie offered him.

“Crutchie, ‘m tired,” he mumbled, barely understandable.

No. No, no, no.

“Ya can’t sleep yet,” Crutchie said urgently, fighting to keep his voice from shaking with horror, “Don’t ya wanna see Jack and Davey? You remember them, right?”

“Can’t I see ‘em tomorrow?”

Crutchie was terrified the kid wouldn’t still be alive tomorrow if he let him fall asleep.

“No, they can’t stay that long. They’s busy tomorrow.”

Even delirious with fever, Tugboat’s pout looked stubborn.

“My head hurts. ‘M really tired, Crutchie.”

God, why couldn’t Race get back faster?

Crutchie took a shaky breath, trying not to cry.

The last time he’d seen someone sick this bad, that kid had died. It was years ago, near the beginning of the era when Jack was in command of Manhattan.

It was the year Jack became leader because the previous one died of sickness. They’d lost a few more good kids that year, and then none for the next couple sick seasons when Jack was in charge.

Jack would know what to do. Jack wouldn’t lose anybody like this.

God, why had Crutchie agreed to be one of his seconds in the first place? Why had he thought he and Race could do this? Why had he thought they might be anywhere near as good of leaders as Jack Kelly?

Why the fuck had Crutchie ever thought he could live up to Jack Kelly’s legacy?

Tugboat was in pain. He was barely clinging on, and he wasn’t going to be able to hang on much longer.

Crutchie was no Jack Kelly, but the least he could do was stay calm for him.

The other newsies said his smile lit up the room, so the least he could do was give Tugboat a little bit of light for now.

“Okay,” he whispered, “Okay, I’ll sit with you until ya fall asleep.”

Tugboat’s blinks got slower and slower, “What if I have a nightmare?”

Crutchie shook his head, taking a shuddering breath, “You ain’t gonna have a nightmare, Tug. I’ll be right here. You’re only gonna have sweet, happy dreams, I promise.”

He shouldn’t promise that, but... dammit, Crutchie had lost faith in God years ago and yet he was still praying for Tugboat to end up someplace safe and warm and happy.

“Papa... can you sing me a lullaby?”

Crutchie was already struggling not to cry just talking. He didn’t know how he could possibly maintain he composure to try to sing, especially when this tiny kid was so sick he was mistaking him for his father.

This was the kind of sickness that didn’t get better, and it never would have happened if Crutchie had just made the call to send for Jack and Davey a little sooner, before it was too late.

Tugboat wasn’t going to be here much longer, so he would try to remember the words to the lullaby Manhattan’s old leader used to sing to him and the others his age when they were Littles.

“Hush-a-bye, don't you cry,” he sang shakily, “Go to sleepy little baby... when you wake, you shall have, all the pretty little horses.”

Tugboat’s eyes closed, and Crutchie swallowed hard, trying not to think about how he would probably never see those eyes looking at him again as he wiped the sweat off the little boy’s brow and kept going.

“Blacks and bays, dapples and greys, go to sleep you little baby. Hush-a-bye, don't you cry. Go to sleepy little baby... when you wake, you shall have, all the pretty little horses.

Crutchie wondered how far away Race was, if he was on his way back with Jack and Davey.

He hoped the younger boy wouldn’t blame himself for this when no one could have been fast enough with the time he was given.

“Way down yonder, down in the meadow,” he sang, “There's a poor wee little lamby. The bees and the butterflies pickin' at its eyes, the poor wee thing cried for her mammy.”

Tugboat’s ragged breathing was slowing down, and though tears burned at his eyes, Crutchie forced himself to keep singing.

“Hush-a-bye, don't you cry.”

It was a good thing that the boy’s pain would end.

He would see his parents again when he was gone.

“Go to sleepy little baby.”

Life as a street kid was hard. Maybe in heaven, things would be better.

Crutchie wasn’t sure if he believed in heaven, but for Tugboat, he hoped it was real.

Even if wherever Tug ended up was better, he couldn’t stop himself from crying, knowing that it was his fault that the kid had to go so young.

“When you wake,” he sang, the words almost sobbed, “You shall have all the pretty little horses...”

The door downstairs banged open, but Tugboat’s chest was already still.

“Crutchie, we got it!” Race shouted at the same time as Jack’s voice asked someone urgently where they’d set up the sick room.

Crutchie turned around as Jack, Davey, and Race got into the doorway and saw the too-still child they were too late to save.

“I’m sorry.”

He meant the words as much to Tugboat for failing him as he did to his friends to assuage their guilt.

“You’re too late.”

#i’m sorry #angst #death tw #sickness tw #guilt tw #crutchie morris #crutchie newsies #javid #but its just implied #racetrack higgins #jack kelly #davey jacobs #newsies #violet’s writing

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“It’s a fake article apparently.” The quotes from the parody account are fake, but there is real article about Harry Lambert in The Times.

https://www.thetimes.co.uk/article/meet-harry-lambert-the-a-lists-secret-style-weapon-8ml3q06jl

Meet Harry Lambert, The A List’s Secret Style Weapon

Whether it’s Harry Styles’s internet‑breaking cardigan or Emma Corrin in head‑to‑toe Miu Miu, he’s the stylist responsible for the hottest celeb looks of the moment. So how did a former River Island shopboy become the man influencing the way we dress today?

In February 2020 Harry Lambert was helping Harry Styles get ready to perform on NBC’s Today show. Lambert, an affable, bright-eyed 34-year-old, had been Styles’s stylist for a good five years by then, helping the One Directioner develop a distinct visual brand — and yet Styles still wasn’t quite sure why Lambert was so insistent that he wear a bright, multicoloured patchwork cardigan by JW Anderson.“I remember him saying, ‘OK, I love it, I just don’t know why we’re wearing it for rehearsals,’” Lambert relays from his east London studio. But the stylist had “a weird feeling”, he says with a little smile. “I was like, ‘Wear it for rehearsal — I promise you.’”The choice of the garment, and the knowledge of when and where to wear it, sums up Lambert’s gifts neatly. Pictures of Styles promptly went viral, so much so that the cardigan became a TikTok craze, with fans trying to replicate the knit at home. By the end of the year the V&A had announced it was buying the original, since it said so much about fashion in 2020. “It makes me a bit giddy, I guess,” says Lambert, to think that this moment he concocted will sit in a national collection for ever.

Right now Lambert can lay claim to being one of the most influential stylists in the world. The Styles collaboration is of course his calling card: a parade of eye-raising and/or mouthwatering outfits that have progressed from a much-memed floral suit at the American Music awards in 2015 to a couple of feather boas at this year’s Grammys and a Gucci women’s handbag at the Brit awards last month. His few other celebrity clients (it’s an elite bunch) include Emma Corrin, who, in the absence of any awards ceremony red carpets to be seen on following her star turn as Princess Diana in The Crown last November, took to Instagram to showcase a series of exciting, adventurous looks; and also her Crown co-star Josh O’Connor. It’s no surprise that, along the way, Lambert has become a name in his own right: his Instagram account boasts more than half a million followers. And to think — the Topman in his hometown of Norwich turned him down for a job as a teenager because “I wasn’t cool enough”, he giggles. He got one instead at River Island, where he was occasionally allowed to style the mannequins in cardigans of a somewhat less avant-garde calibre.Lambert, dressed in shorts, T-shirt and a plaid shirt, is sitting in his whitewashed studio surrounded by clothes racks for each client and mementoes from friends. He was an up-and-coming stylist, with lots of edgy editorial work and a long stint working for Topman’s head office on his CV (the brand did eventually hire him), when industry insiders introduced him to Styles in 2014. The 1D megastar was setting out his solo stall (1D would officially split in 2015) and Lambert brought racks filled with pieces by JW Anderson, Saint Laurent and future long-term collaborator Gucci on the hangers. He got the job the next day.“Harry has always been interested in fashion essentially,” Lambert says. “You could kind of tell already from the way he was dressing and the decisions that he was making with brands. So there’s never been, like, a battle. Everything with Harry is super-collaborative and it’s always been, it sounds cheesy to say, heavenly, but … !”

The two are clearly mates — they call each other Susan and Sue (Lambert is Susan), and a poster from Styles, signed “To Lamby” (his other nickname), has pride of place on Lambert’s desk. From the way he tells it, neither has blinked when it comes to the sexy, campy, gender-twisting work that has made Styles stand out from his peers. Indeed, other boy band veterans — Robbie Williams or Justin Timberlake — never tried anything this visually brave. But Lambert is clear that this isn’t just him dressing a marionette: “I think it’s part of his, you know, part of his character — it’s part of him. I never want it to feel like he’s wearing a costume, I never want to feel like something is wearing him. We’re not doing it for lols — it should feel like part of the performance or part of the whole, you know?”Lambert admits to finding online critique culture overwhelming, but he points out, slightly apologetically, that most them, for him, have been good (no doubt partly thanks to the millions of Styles superfans). “I’m lucky that I have a lot of positive feedback. But when I see something that is negative, you remember that so much more than the positive things. I used to be like, ‘Social media doesn’t bother me,’ but it does kind of f*** with your head.” Still, he’s all for it: “What’s worse — being so boring that nobody talks about you?” As for Corrin, they actually met at a Styles gig and the two became friends before she asked him to work with her for the media blitz for The Crown. “There’s something about her energy that’s just so infectious,” he raves today. Many have loved her appearances in fashion-forward London brands such as Knwls (a stringy black sheer party number, showcased in a lift), or more eccentric insiders like new-era Schiaparelli and Miu Miu. For Lambert, who loves to champion up-and-coming British brands such as Maximilian, SS Daley or his good friend Harris Reed, it was a no-brainer. “There’s a tendency sometimes for young actresses or young talent to make them look older or more ‘mature’. People are trying to hurry them along.” Corrin may be a leading lady already, “but she’s young too, and cool”, he reasons. “We didn’t want it to feel stuffy.”

Being a stylist is a star turn in itself now. In the glory days of the Noughties Rachel Zoe styled the likes of Nicole Richie and Lindsay Lohan in a very Zoe way (big sunglasses, bigger bags, gladiator sandals and anything boho). She has been followed by the likes of Karla Welch, who has put clients such as Tracee Ellis Ross and Elisabeth Moss in considered yet still fashion-forward choices, and the other current hot favourite Law Roach, who earned the respect of the entire world for decking out Céline Dion in Vetements. Lambert’s contribution is to blur not only genders, a bit, but also the distinction between “editorial” (traditionally edgy, fashy) and “red carpet” (which is to say glossy, a bit staid).Lambert finds most red-carpet dressing fearsomely dull, to be clear: “I really cannot see another black tie! Just no. No, thank you.” The last “iconic” red-carpet moment was, he thinks, Rihanna’s omelette dress at the Met Ball, and that was 2015. In fact what has really got him buzzing is RiRi’s latest series of outfits papped as “she comes out of restaurants, goes up escalators … it looks so good”, he says. “It’s better than most of what’s on the red carpet!” Back in Norwich, Lambert had no clue what a stylist was when he was growing up. The child of a policeman dad and a nurse mum, he had an extensive interest in clothes but no knowledge of fashion per se. It was only when he went to study photography at the University for the Creative Arts Rochester, in Kent, that he was alerted to it. He interned at fashion magazines during his summer holidays, then started working for a senior menswear stylist, and then the position at Topman came up. He speaks fondly of home — he says his dad is quite a “flamboyant” dresser, actually — but admits it took everyone a minute to suss out what he does. “Even up until five years ago my parents would tell people, ‘He’s a stylist,’ and they’d say, ‘Oh, he does hair?’

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[cryptid64]

An Epithet Reased au I’ve been working on:

The world has been taken over by robots led by the infamous terrorist Mundie group Bliss Ocean under new management by Zora Salazar.

Humans are forced to hide in abandoned towns and cities, some even hide underground to stay away from the obliteration of their world. But luckily, there’s a small group of Inscribed fighting off Bliss ocean with heavy Cavalry.

Ramsey Murdoch: Ramsey was formerly a sniper, hiding in the shadows and taking out bots one by one, but now, he’s been demoted to cook and head nurse after the loss of multiple limbs at the hands of Zora. He’s loved by the kidettes and has a fair few stories to tell from when he was on the field. He’s currently 44, his epithet is goldbricker.

Howie Honeyglow: As second of the seniors in command at the former Sweet Jazz Police Academy, he’s in charge of looking after the base while the Captain is away, that means keeping the kidettes in check. He also uses his skills as an army mechanic to fix their mechs and any of their captains on-site Weapons. He’s also Fred Donaldson’s trainer in the field of engineering. He’s currently 35, he’s a Mundie.

Fred (Carcrash) Donaldson: when Howie is out on the field he’s the head mechanic, though still in training. His nickname comes from all the cars he’s rammed into walls or sacrificed to the robots during on-field battles. His main job on the field is to climb out of a plane mid air to fix any Problems with the engine or wings. He’s currently 24, he’s a Mundie.

Harvey (Crusher) Wick: he’s a mech pilot, one of the most dangerous jobs on the field as you are dropped right in the action at all time, with no way to be rescued unless there’s a safe landing spot for the Cargo ship the mechs are held in.He’s not someone you’d want to walk up and talk to as he’s heavily built and covered in tattoos, but he’s one of the sweetest kidettes in the team. He’s currently 23, his epithet is flatwire

Salim (Spike/Salamander) Ross: She’s the lead fighter pilot, trained by Percival herself. She’s not afraid of diving her plane into the thick of a fight, throwing her self preservation out of the cockpit a lot of the time. Which leads to getting hammered by her team. She’s saved her team a lot of times by putting herself in the firing line but that doesn’t mean it’s the right thing to do, and she knows that.She’s currently 23, her epithet is Leach.

Nasher (Flamethrower) and Ben Camble: the brothers are on the Weapon maintenance team. Nasher doing most of the work as Ben is still very much learning. They are constantly yelled at by Percival for messing around on the job. But they thoroughly do their jobs as much as possible. Most of the time they spend their work hours in the maintenance wing of the building, Sitting at their respective desks and fiddling with a rifle or the larger weapons like high powered machine guns or magnet guns. Their both 23, and both Mundies

Dakota (Darkstar) Davis: he's also a mech pilot like Harvey but he spends a lot of the time in the kitchen with Ramsey helping to cook. He’s not lazy but he’s not as into the battling as the rest of the kidettes. His favourite thing to do is go out in the mech cargo plane with Giovanni while they drop off the mechs. He’s currently 24 years old, he’s a Mundie

Giovanni (Creampuff) Potage: He's the pilot of the Giant mech cargo planes, he LOVES his job. He’s never loved anything more than flying around in the sky in a plane bigger than a small town. He loves the company he gets from Dakota and Harvey while flying to drop off the mechs to their next destination.He’s currently 24, his epithet is oil

Sylvester (Lamby) Ashling: He makes the flight plans for the battle ships, jets and mech planes. He’s also occasionally Salim's copilot looking through logs and making sure they're safe in the air. He’s only seen her do her daring nose dives into battle once before, his pants didn’t come out of that experience clean and Salim was suspended for two months for putting him in danger.

Molly (Beartrap) Blyndeff: She’s not technically a kidett as Percival constantly refuses to let her train because she’s ‘too young’. So she spends a lot of the time in the gym getting herself ready for when she’s able to actually train. She’s snuck out multiple times to go out onto the field with her friends, Dakota and Harvey have even agreed to let her pilot their mechs when training.She’s currently 17, her epithet is dumb.

Mera Salamin: she’s not part of this, at all. She’s not even a maintenance worker, it would be hard to fix a gun while being in a coma anyway. Mera is constantly in a comatose state in the infirmary being constantly looked after by Ramsey. No one knows how she ended up like this, not even Indus. The two just showed up in the middle of an air raid one day. Her age is unknowns as well as her epithet

Indus Tarbela: He’s the third and final mech pilot in this small group of wayward souls. He’s,,, not the best, but he tries his best! When his mech gets destroyed he’s usually just goes for the “punch and run tactic” with a lot less run and double the punch. His age is also unknown to the group,, he doesn’t really know what an age is. His epithet is,,,, barrier? Maybe?

Zora Salazar: no one knows anything about this woman, and until her and her team are captured and detained, no one will know anything about her other than she’s the starter of this apocalypse, and she’s responsible for the death of millions of this world's inhabitants. Her age is unknown, and her epithet is unknown.

Percival (Percy/Persephone) King: the captain and first on call when it comes to being on the field. When she was younger she was known to her team as being incredibly friendly and optimistic, now however, her kidettes know her as strict, brutal and even mean. She was a former fighter pilot in her old platoon, but after a large plane crash caused by a faulty engine, she stopped piloting and started working on her epithet skills and training young soldiers. She’s only 37 but looks much older, her epithet is Cavalry.

#epithet erased #percival king #Percy King #crusher ee #spike ee #ben ee #carcrash ee #fred donaldson #darkstar ee #flamethrower ee #giovanni potage #mera salamin #indus tarbella #zora salazar #epithet erased au #ramsey murdoch #sylvester ashling #molly blyndeff #howie honeyglow