And if I succeed, I'll count all your teeth. I'd swing from the gallows and wave. And there, from the noose, lest you cut me loose, I'd carousel into my grave.
From the Gallows // I DONT KNOW HOW BUT THEY FOUND ME
U already KNOW THE DRILL NEWT GIVE ME FROM THE GALLOWS
Drop me a character name and I’ll reveal my muse’s heart…
Um I'm also doing both halves bc idk if you know this but I'm obsessed w these three
VISUAL ATTRACTIVENESS: 💗💗💗💗💗
DAMSEL: now I want to clarify that when they first met he was like oh my god who let this freak in here 💖 and now he's like. genuinely actually obsessed with that man, not even like a little bit like. so much
SAWBONES: He quite literally thinks that man is peak perfection. The perfect man, it's never going to get sexier than Lycias Argoli.
FRIENDSHIP LEVEL: 💗💗💗
Sighs none of them spend near as much time together as he'd prefer and certainly not enough time working together.
SEXUAL DESIRE: 💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗
This man is weird about sex and he's weird about both of them okay don't look at me or him thank you.
ROMANTIC INTENT: 💗💗💗💗💗
Ummm he love/hates both of them so much its actually kind of horrifying. Tragic: The three least ethical doctors you know are in love.
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Darling, Lord knows you're beautiful
But you're evil
Fact is, You're downright vicious too
But each night I look
Up at the stars in the sky
And I can't help it,
But I still wish I was with you
-I DON'T KNOW HOW BUT THEY FOUND ME
"From the Gallows"
Darling, lord knows you're beautiful, but you're evil. Fact is you're downright vicious too. But each night I look up at the stars in the sky, and I can't help it, but I still wish I was with you.
From the Gallows // I DONT KNOW HOW BUT THEY FOUND ME
> The lights of the hospital are too bright, too sharp, glaring off of every surface. Dearie squints through it, across the table at his dearest colleague, his ever present smile showing far, far too many teeth.
> He has the man's wrist pinned to the table with one hand, palm facing up, squeezing the bones with enough pressure to smart, though the other man is in no apparent discomfort, as he's allowing him to trace the inside lines of his veins with a bony finger.
> On the table to his left lays a scalpel and a clean white towel. A low, unnerving rumbling fills the room, emanating from Dr. Rhudan himself. It appears he's having the time of his life, much to the dismay of anyone else who may be in the room with the pair.
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