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Danez Smith, Don't Call Us Dead

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- boop

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♡ Hello I love you !

Sorry for disappearing, whenever I do an art project I am capable of dog-with-bone levels of intense focus, and I have a deadline of mid-november to get my scale model stuff off of the big table. OTL I plan on doing a bit of writing this weekend though ! I've got a couple inboxes to do yet and a bunch of replies to iron out, plus a couple of verses I haven't gotten to play with yet that I want to write out.

But ! If you'd ever like to reach me in a more immediate way you can add me on Disco - I'll throw my info under a cut. Love talking to mutuals, it just takes me a bit to get comfy and I disappear suddenly when patients require it.

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[ swipe ] sender notices a smudge of something on receiver's face and gently wipes it off [from here~]

❣︎ | Memes :: From Here | Prompts for Ordinary Things that feel Intimate

' You look a bit a mess '

The soft comment drew a bark of laughter from a very exhausted Rocinante, who was content to stay where he was for the moment as she sat down beside him - sprawled out on his back in the grass, chest still heaving from what had all too quickly turned into a half a day misadventure. Or, as Rocinante described it, a minor setback ( getting run out of town ) because of a misunderstanding ( petty theft and destruction of public property ). That didn't matter though - sure he was tired, but he'd still managed to bring food back without being followed. " Thank you very much, " he answered, eyes still shut a moment or two more as he enjoyed the patches of sunlight that filtered down through the trees before turning his head to look in her direction. " It looks worse than it is, " he gestured to the general disheveled nature of his appearance, the dirt and foliage he was dotted with from the haphazard run back, " I just decided I liked this spot enough to wear it. "

' Not that - I meant your face. You've smudged this whole side. '

Cool fingertips traced so gently along his jaw, over the ridge of bone under the eye - soothing in a way that made his eyes drift back shut, pale lashes fanning out over dull blue ink at the shiver that crackled down his spine.

' Let me ? '

" That's a tattoo, " he argued, but he also didn't move to stop her as she retrieved a cloth and a bit of water, delicately blotting at the stray paint with a level of care that was palpable. Over by the corners of his eyes, up to his eyebrow - really really smudged apparently; he resisted the urge to look down at his shirt sleeve to see if there was a shadow of his face lingering on the fabric. It was difficult to worry about things like that, with Thea and her actions exuding such a gentle, soothing presence. Safe, it was a safe feeling he realised. He was almost asleep even, only pulled out of it with a sharp ingress of breath when her fingers dragged over the scar at the corner of his mouth obscured by all that dark paint. Nervous energy brought his own hand to his mouth beside hers, expression momentarily pinched with equal parts embarrassment and apology as his eyes drifted over to meet hers. " 'M sorry. "

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⭒⭒⭑⭒ -- 𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗽𝘁𝘀: FIRST TIMES (sfw), part 2

remember you can send 'reverse' to switch the roles ! other parts here.

CALL receiver calls sender late at night for the first time COMFORT receiver comforts sender for the first time COMPLIMENT receiver compliments sender for the first time DANCE receiver dances with sender for the first time DRESS UP receiver sees sender dressed up for the first time EXHAUSTED receiver is seen exhausted by sender for the first time FEAR receiver admits a fear to sender for the first time FEVER receiver takes care of sender when they're sick for the first time FIX receiver fixes something in sender’s appearance (hair, tie, button, etc) for the first time GIFT receiver gives sender a gift for the first time HAND HOLDING receiver has their hand held by sender for the first time HEARTBEAT receiver feels sender’s heartbeat for the first time JEALOUS receiver sees sender jealous for the first time LAUGH receiver hears sender laugh, really laugh, for the first time PHOTO receiver and sender take a photo together for the first time PROMISE receiver makes a promise to sender for the first time RAIN receiver and sender get caught in the rain together for the first time SCAR receiver sees sender's scar(s) for the first time SECRET receiver shares a secret with sender for the first time SHIRT receiver wears one of sender's shirts for the first time TEARS receiver tears up in front of sender for the first time TEXT receiver texts sender first after a long silence for the first time TIPSY receiver sees sender tipsy for the first time

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Patient who has missed and/or left in the middle of five (5) pre-ops in the last week and had to be escorted out of the hospital today: what do you mean I can't have my procedure tomorrow

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TBD probably but why is some of this shit so blurry

Never not shaking my head at this texture paper - this is why we're mixing up plaster and washes. Also more tiny stuff under the cut as I set up my space.

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🐌

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Rabbit: I think I got them all Rabbit, a second later: wait nO I DIDN'T

Cora on his way to send all the Laws a birthday present / message

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send 🚬 to share a cigarette with my muse!

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❝ so… you can’t speak ? ❞ — from doflamingo since I’m so desperate to write a lil lil something of when they first meet again !!

❣︎ | Memes :: From Here | Prompts for Mute Characters

The younger man couldn't help but stare, still silent, hollow-eyed and internally uncomfortable . . . borderline panicked that he couldn't decide if looking at the other was more like looking at a ghost, or like looking into a mirror. He'd gone in knowing what his brother looked like, of course - a search of his person when he'd first been captured picked up by these people had revealed an over-folded, years old copy of his wanted poster stowed in his pockets. But looking at a picture and seeing someone in person for the first time in years were nowhere near similar, and a part of him couldn't help but wonder if his sibling was thinking something similar as he looked at him. Did he look like a grinning ghost standing here, still-fresh scars at the corners of his mouth the same dull red colour as his eyes - their mother's sad eyes staring back at him ? Was his brother trying to catch a glimpse of that crying little boy he'd lost track of all those years ago, or of their father's face lurking in the planes of his own ?

If his brother felt similarly haunted by the familiarity lurking in his features, he did not speak or act on it out loud. Not yet. Doflamingo's words despite being phrased as a question were matter-of-fact, more of a statement than a question - as if he'd already decided. Not really wrong, but not the full truth either. There had been times when they were small that he sometimes had gone days, weeks, months without talking and his brother had never been fond of his silence then either. It had been something that his parents had fretted over occasionally and had involved doctors with, much like his tendency to write with his left hand; these thing, like many others, had fallen to the wayside after their departure from their homeland. Rocinante looked for some of that same, sullen body language he remembered, but would their former ability to read one another so closely still stand after all those years apart ? Too soon to tell, perhaps.

For now, best to just sit quiet and observe - his life and the lives of countless unknowing others depended on it.

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Sometimes I think about inflicting sadness on the Laws I follow by having Eden tell him he can't figure out why he smells like old cigarettes and feathers.

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Do you believe in G͓̽ ͓̽H͓̽ ͓̽O͓̽ ͓̽S͓̽ ͓̽T͓̽ ͓̽S͓̽ ?

rev · e · nant - (noun) a person who has returned, especially from the dead. A vengeful spirit given physical form. An unstoppable force of anger.

Affiliated, Semi-Selective OC Eden Muir, a ghost and ship's doctor practising occasionally weaponised medicine for the Moryana pirates of the North, a fully OC Pirate crew. Set to Eiichiro Oda's One Piece. Explores themes of ::

existence after death, being someone else’s failed project, actively choosing compassion over vengeance, reshaping your view of existence, and learning to reconcile anger

Loved to 𝔻 𝕖 𝕒 𝕥 𝕙 by Rabbit [ he/him, 31, GMT-5 ]. Currently faceless and dash only; follows back and haunts your inbox from @belovedcorvid

| autopsy report | chart review | make an appointment |

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Injuries, Old and New Prompts

(Prompts for scenarios for injured muses. Add "+ 🔄" or "+ reverse" to reverse the scenario!)

😴 My muse wakes up in the middle of the night to find your muse injured in their living room

👊 My muse gets hurt during a fight

🔍 Your muse spots an old injury belonging to my muse that they didn't know about before

🩹 Your muse takes care of my muse after a bad injury

🔓 My muse reveals a hidden injury to your muse

🛡️ My muse gets hurt while trying to protect your muse

😑 My muse accidentally hurts themselves while doing something mundane

🤫 My muse tries to hide an injury from your muse

💔 My muse sees your muse getting hurt but is unable to stop it

🧳 My muse has been away for a while and returns with a mysterious injury

🙈 Your muse helps my muse to hide an injury

🕒 My muse is still affected by an old injury and they need your muse to help them

💭 My muse's opinion on something changes after getting hurt

🎭 My muse pretends to be injured for a specific reason

😖 My muse feels guilty after accidentally hurting your muse

💫 My muse has temporary memory loss after an injury

😤 My muse complains about a small, inconsequential injury to your muse

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when you didn't show up, i started to worry.

❣︎ | Memes :: From Here |

High Pain Tolerance Prompts

A snort escaped the older man, teasing but good natured and only slightly pinched with discomfort as he sat still while the ship's doctor wrapped and braced his troublesome leg. Between the splint and the crutch he almost always used, hopefully he'd be a little more mobile - even on days where old injuries acted up. He couldn't let them get the best of him, after all - he'd never be able to track down Law if he could hardly stand on his own. " Is this about the other day when I fell off the deck trying to catch that dropped cigarette ? Because I swear that was one time. " It was most certainly not just one time. One time for this crew perhaps, but even during his stint as a Navy man, he and the side rail of any given vessel were old adversaries. Still, a part of him was relieved this conversation seemed to be veering more in the direction of this physical problem - more invisible things that sometimes made meals a battle worth avoiding for him were a lot more difficult to explain.

Not that he doubted any of them would understand. Everyone on this crew was so kind, fond of chaos perhaps but not of cruelty - a sharp contrast to the last pirate crew he'd shadowed. " I appreciate the concern, but I'm all right I swear - just a little slow, " The doctor's little hoof tapped him on the knee to let him know he was good to try standing, which he attempted after a brief thank you - pulling himself back up onto ungainly legs, wobbling dangerously for a moment but still upright. Still counted as a victory. Balance semi-restored, he shot a sunny grin in the smaller man's direction. " See ? This isn't even new. I fucked this leg up years ago. "

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winter’s bone by daniel woodrell  blood, gun, death mention.

“i’ll be okay. not tomorrow or nothin’, but sometime.”

“that’s what makes it good. that’s what makes it help all your bruises and bumps and stuff.”

“i’ve always known you to be such a brave little rascal.”

“you think you can’t miss with a shotgun, but you can.”

“come on home, sweetheart.” 

“we’ll know yes or no on that soon enough.”

“oh, boy, oh boy.”

“you got to be ready to die every day – then you got a chance.”

“but all by yourself?”

“kind of cold.”

“it fell to the floor, there, by your feet.”

“things got wild there for a bit.”

“those kinds of liars are the worst.”

“don’t get all excited.” 

“man, i’m gonna puke.” 

“looks like you earned this with blood, kid.” 

“you’re a mess. let’s get your ass home.”

“get your butt down here. you don’t wanna make me run after you.”

“let your weight come along behind your punches.”  

“don’t try that smarty shit with me.” 

“nobody gets better from that shit.”

“i ain’t big on trust, is what.”

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PROMPTS FOR ORDINARY THINGS THAT FEEL INTIMATE *  inspired by this post. these don't have to be romantic - you can specify romantic or not when you send them. in essence, these are simply intimate, affectionate moments to share with someone you love and care about. adjust as necessary, send 'reverse' for the reversal of the prompt

[ lean ] sender rests their head on receiver's shoulder

[ shop ] sender and receiver go to the grocery store together

[ brush ] sender brushes receiver's hair

[ tie ] sender helps receiver with their tie, either by putting it on or adjusting it

[ necklace ] sender helps receiver with the clasp of their necklace from behind

[ zip up ] sender assists receiver with zipping up a piece of clothing

[ unzip ] sender assists receiver with unzipping a piece of clothing

[ shoelaces ] sender bends down to tie receiver's shoelaces

[ swipe ] sender notices a smudge of something on receiver's face and gently wipes it off

[ braid ] sender braids receiver's hair

[ jacket ] sender takes their jacket off and hangs it on receiver's shoulders

[ puddle ] sender hurries to stop receiver from stepping into a puddle

[ drinks ] sender brings receiver a drink from a bar/their kitchen

[ feed ] sender feeds receiver's pet/s for them

[ cook ] sender and receiver cook a meal together

[ feed ] sender allows receiver to try a bite of their dish, holding their fork out for receiver to taste

[ teach ] sender, an expert at something, takes time to teach receiver how it works and how they can get better at it, too

[ readjust ] sender comes up behind receiver and readjusts their stance (maybe holding a gun, holding a golf club, aiming for something, etc.) to help them

[ makeup ] sender fixes receiver's makeup for them

[ bathroom ] sender and receiver go to a public restroom together and have a normal conversation in between the stalls

[ aloud ] sender reads aloud to receiver

[ refill ] sender refills receiver's glass without asking

[ massage ] sender notices receiver looks tense, steps up behind them, and massages their shoulders

[ listen ] sender listens to receiver explain something they're passionate about

[ silence ] sender and receiver comfortably exist in silence together, both of them working or reading or focusing on something different

[ food ] sender brings food over to receiver's house

[ hum ] sender hums along to a song receiver is singing

[ see ] sender sees something that reminds them of receiver and texts them a picture of it

[ admire ] sender stares at receiver across a room, silently admiring and appreciating them from afar

[ win ] sender lets receiver beat them in a game

[ puzzle ] sender helps receiver solve/put together a puzzle

[ carry ] after receiver falls asleep in an inconvenient place, sender carries them to a bed and tucks them in

[ kneel ] sender finds receiver sick in the bathroom ("tossing their cookies"), and kneels beside them, holding their hair back and cleaning their face

[ clean ] sender helps bathe receiver

[ wash ] sender helps receiver wash their hair

[ patch ] sender carefully patches one of receiver's wounds