#♡ linkon playground

[yvonnesrespite]

If I act like I don’t care; It’s ‘cause I care too much

Closed RP with @drgreysonmd

Akso’s cafeteria was a bit of a lively place some days. Chatters of the patients, loved ones, nurses, and other staff fill the air. Of course there’s the scent of all the delicious food being cooked and served as well. People are sharing their time together, laughing, questioning, answering, you know; socializing. If there’s a social ecosystem amongst the Akso staff, then it’s easy to assume who would be near the top of the food chain.

One of these possible candidates is sitting at a table near the back. She brings the coffee cup to her perfectly glossy pink lips. Perfect like the way she sits. She doesn’t even have to say she’s at the top because it’s all in how she holds herself. Even casually. Even unknowingly. It must be nice to exude such confidence and power. Especially when the social climate amongst nurses is known to be quite cutthroat.

Is it that nice? Are they that nice?

In the middle of taking the sip the young nurse pauses. Familiar voices catch her ear and usually she doesn’t pay much attention. She’s learned to tune out the chatter to focus on performing her job to the best of her abilities. After all, that’s why she works here. She wants to help others. She-

“...is such a try-hard. I heard she gets special treatment from Dr. Zayne,” says one of the voices nearby. This shouldn’t be much of a concern to the subject of focus here though, which is this particular nurse sitting at the table with her tea. She’s just minding her own business. Unless her name is called, then it certainly shouldn’t be of any concern t-

“Oh totally! The other day, I saw Yvonne come out of Dr. Zayne’s office looking totally wrecked. Messy hair, dazed, like, she HAS to be hooking up with him. That’s the only way she’s so well known.”

“How many do you think she’s-”

The screeching of the metal chair on the tile floor halts the conversation of the young women nearby, who happen to be interns. Usually Yvonne could handle the jabs and jests of her co-workers, and even put the catty interns in their place with some memorable reality checks. She was Yvonne of Akso, after all. She was tough. She was untouchable. Trying to land a hit on her would be like punching a steel chestplate. It won’t work.

Yet there’s no retort. No comeback. Not even a glance. These interns haven’t had a taste of Yvonne’s pettiness. They don’t even get the chance either. She’s already walking out of the cafeteria and down some random hall.  The coffee cup that both of her hands were wrapped around is now sitting on the table. Abandoned like the conversation that the interns were having nearby. Not completely, actually.

“Do you, uhm, think she heard us?”

[yvonnesrespite]

Would you rather I show up to work bitchy? No? That’s what I thought.

wish i could call in bitchy to work

[rose-tinted-kalopsia]

I SAY ONE (1) THING ABOUT THE FISH 💔 ONE !!!!!!!!!!!!! is anyone else out here questioning my status as a xavier girlie 😔

[yvonnesrespite]

Yvonne what were you like as a kid?

Flawless.

I do remember playing ‘nurse’ with my dolls though. You know, by disassembling and putting them back together.

[aethercodeevol]

APPRECIATION MAIL INCOMING!! ♡ — to all the admins behind the l&ds rp blogs, from an anon who appreciates them dearly <3.

thank you for your hard work beloved admins!! please make sure to drink enough water, eat healthy & take care of yourselves! and please don't stress yourself out over the amount of asks you guys get, you are always free to take a break whenever you like, and take your time to reply to them! you aren't obligated to rp with everybody, I'm sure you guys know that. thank you so so much for building this little l&ds rp community! it's been so much fun around here, you guys have been doing awesome! always remember that all the people interacting with you guys love you all very dearly and wish the best for you all! good luck & keep going our lovely admins! thank you for everything!! <3

- 🕸️

(I'll be copying this to the other admins!)

🤍 Oh, gods I am so SO late to replying to this (my apologies) but this is an absolutely lovely message and I'm so grateful my posts bring anyone any semblance of joy or entertainment.

I'm so thankful for this little community we've made!

I know my replies may be scarce at times, life is busy but I see you, I hear you and I appreciate every single one of you.

I want to also extend my thanks and adoration to the other admins of Linkon Playground.

Every single one of you has brought so much light, laughter, joy and warmth to my life. I love words but I fall short on expressing how deeply I care for you with them and all I can offer is a heartfelt; I love, cherish and adore you wholly.

I look forward to more adventures with both my members of Linkon Playground and you all who interact with me

Much love,

- ADMIN 🤍

[yvonnesrespite]

Oh my gosh besties, I hope I can buy one in pink!

@drgreysonmd @zayne-snowman (it's better to ask for forgiveness rather than approval teehee)

[yvonnesrespite]

"Hey there, Vonnie." Even after a hard day of his own work, and even after centuries of avoiding encounters with hospitals, he found it way too easy now to sit in the familiar hospital lobby to greet her at the end of her shift. "How's the most beautiful woman in Linkon?" He says, bobbing his head in greeting to kiss her forehead. He doesn't have to tell her, he knows she knows it, but it's worth it to see the expressions on the other hospital staff's faces.

"Let's get you home, I made food if you want it. Good work today."

Upon hearing the familiar voice of her boyfriend, Yvonne lifts her gaze to meet his. Her world in the workplace – even while she loves her job – fades to monochrome from time to time due to the redundancy of what to expect and her usual duties. Sometimes there’s wild cases and patients that she definitely won’t forget but hey, work is work and it eventually becomes a looped measure in the symphony of life.

“Despite knowing I’m damn beautiful, you still make me blush. The audacity!” She jests and stands on her toes to give him a soft peck on the lips. The couple’s little PDA always earned glances; some were kind and amused, some were undisturbed, and some were disgusted or annoyed. They didn’t care much though. At least, Yvonne didn’t. It’s just her and Jeremiah when they’re together. His presence is her reprieve from her work life.

There was also the one time where some guy did give them shit for literally just sharing a short kiss in public, to which Yvonne responded by looking the guy dead in the eyes and saying, “Yeah, you wish you could pull like this.”

Don’t mess with Yvonne or the ones she loves. You won’t get physically hurt, but you’ll be dragged emotionally. Girlbossed to shame

Then Jeremiah mentions food. If Yvonne wasn’t lightening up earlier, she sure is now. “Food?” She echoes as she starts anticipating the delicious meal that he prepared at home. Oh, how he’s a catch and a keeper. Like a game of uh, baseball? Sports are confusing. Maybe it’s like the plague but not devastating. This is getting worse. Either way, Yvonne’s got a good man that she plans on keeping around for a while, so long as he wants to stay.

“Have I ever told you how much I am head over heels in love with you? Because like, seriously Jerm, you keep winning me over every day, every minute, every second, with all the cute things you do. Literally,”  she pauses and gently brushes a stray curl from his face and says, “you’re like, an eleven out of ten.”

She’s also praying he doesn’t notice the bandage on her finger that she put on at the end of her shift. No need to bring that up. Hahaaaaa-

[yvonnesrespite]

For the lst few days, an ominous looking crow has been seen waiting outside the hospital. Sometimes it looms over the parking, sometimes it's peering into the building through the windows.

Today it's at the window of one of the break rooms, curiously watching whoever was inside.

- @just-a-normal-crow

The break rooms were truly a place of true respite for nurse Yvonne. Sometimes the cafeteria was a bit too suffocating. Too much hustle and bustle and chatter. The quiet of the break rooms gives the tired nurse some time to breathe.

That, and it’s a place to just scroll on her phone to see what people are up to. One certain post makes her eyes widen slightly. Oh, this is juicy but there’s nobody to chat with. Hmph. A slight prickle on the back of her neck draws her attention to the window, as if she knows she’s being watched.

Fuck it.

Up she gets and walks to the window, opening it and leaning on the ledge slightly to get a better view of the bird. If she’s alone, she doesn’t care. If someone caught her, she also doesn’t care. They’ve seen some wild stuff go down at the hospital. A burnt out nurse talking to a random crow is child’s play compared to the erm, sometimes absurd occurrences.

“Heya pretty birdie, want to hear some good tea?”

She pauses as if waiting for a reply, but continues.

“Eh. I don’t think a bird would understand me but I could care less. Anyways,”

Aaaaand she’s now gossiping to a crow about how one of her co-workers was cheating on their partner with one of the higher ups at the hospital, and how the cheater had poor fashion sense so it checks out. Like, who in their right mind thinks that a bright banana yellow “dESIgnER” tracksuit is true fashion? Just say you want to be a moon stealing minion. Gosh.

[yvonnesrespite]

"So, y'know how I told you I'd be making it a point to spend more time with you?"

She's happy to see Yvonne at the front desk when she walks through the doors of the hospital, hit with that familiar scent of antiseptic. She'd walk towards her and rest her arms over the counter, give a little glance at the clock— "Your shift's over soon, right? Wanna... spend the rest of the day with me? We could go get dinner someplace nice, maybe walk around!"

It's been busy. For all that she's always held Yvonne close to her heart as a friend—"friend", if it counts that her heart skips a beat everytime she looks at her—their schedules haven't been matching up as of late. She'd take the chance now while she could, and there's a hopeful gleam in her eyes. "Kinda missed you..."

“Aww, you missed me, hm?” Yvonne teases, taking a pen and gently tapping it to the tip of Roxie’s nose as she comes close enough. It’s fun to mess with her friend like this. Don’t think she doesn’t notice the blush upon Roxie’s cheeks whenever they’re a little too close for comfort, or it’s just the two of them and a sliiiightly more than platonic setting like a restaurant known for its romantic atmosphere. Nothing gets past the keen eye of the nurse. Nope, she just chooses to not say anything about it for a bit. It’s funnier this way.

“I’d love to spend the rest of the day with you though. Let me finish up here and we can go for dinner. I’m sure you have a good place in mind, right?” She chuckles and brings the golden tip of the pen to Roxie’s chin, gently lifting it as the nurse sits up. “You look cute today, by the way. Missed seeing your pretty face around.”

Aaaand she sits back down, the tip of the pen sliding away from Roxie’s chin to return to the pen cup it once sat in. Totally straight. Like these two. Happy pride month, fuckers.

[yvonnesrespite]

*She takes the business card and nods her head politely. Jeremiah’s kindness might have actually calmed down the beast within.* Sweet! I’ll send you a text and we can plan something.

*Her phone dings.*

Ah, I gotta get back to work soon. I’ll see you later, pollinator!

*Yvonne pauses as she realizes her shitty joke, and then clears her throat.* You didn’t hear that.

*Aaaand she walks out. Beeline to the exit. Girlbosses pick their battles and we duck and run from the brawl with embarrassment.*

Walking into the flower shop with a look of pure, unadulterated rage on her face was none other than one of Akso's finest nurses (let her gloat, she needs it), Yvonne. Her lanyard swung wildly from her neck. She probably forgot to remove it in her rage.

SLAM.

She slaps down a rather generous tip and looks Jeremiah dead in the eyes. While the woman doesn't have an Evol, her gaze sure could burn holes into someone's skull if she tried hard enough. A bit of a contrast to her usually bubbly and respectful nature.

"I just worked a long, exhausting night shift, the bags under my eyes are designer, and I JUST found that this guy I went on a date with actually has a girlfriend. So..."

She slides the bill to Jeremiah.

"While I swore the hippocratic oath, that doesn't stop me from asking you to help me say a big, juicy, scathing 'fuck you' in flower. Whatever the cost, my wallet is ready."

(hE HAD IT COMING, HE HAD IT COMING, HE ONLY HAD HIMSELF TO BLAME)

Jeremiah perks up at the sudden aggressive entrance to the shop, half expecting an angry bride upset about some florals. A nurse in uniform isn't what he expects, especially not in the nature she's speaking.

He's struggling to maintain professionalism as she is speaking, mostly because he finds the outburst just a tinge hilarious, maybe even adorable. Still he feels bad. It's not the first time he's attended to broken hearts requesting such things.

"Ma'am, firstly, I'm sorry about that. I have a few things that may help. You've come to the right place."

He doesn't take the money, immediately and slides it back. "Let me grab some things, you can hold on to that for now."

For a few minutes he draws away to the back room, then returns with a few varied bouquets of flowers. Today's less urgent orders, maybe even the urgent ones, could wait. He lived for this stuff.

"If you don't mind waiting I have an idea. I can whip something up."

For now he pulled a rose stem from the bouquet he kept at the front desk for kids, hunters, elderly, and situations like this, and handed it to her. "On me."

[yvonnesrespite]

With trembling hands, Alice accepts the number on paper from Yvonne, and stares at it in shock before realizing she likely looks silly. "Oh- um! I'll text you right now so you have my number!" Despite her nerves, she's able to smile brightly. Scrambling for her phone, she sends a text with her full name. "I um..." Well she was about to be brave, just for one second, "Really admire you. You're the prettiest woman I ever saw. I'd... love to grab a treat. O-on me! Um. I- I'm free every other Friday! I'm- um. Thank you!!" And with that Alice is backing off, slinking back to her day job.

“I’ll text you with some days and times and we can work it out.” Is this how cats feel when batting at mice? Nah. Yvonne doesn’t exactly want to eat Alice like a cat to a mouse. To her, Alice is like a butterfly that fluttered past her during her cat nap. She’s curious and wants to get her paws on it. Maybe gently.

Ah. Alice is fleeing the scene? A pity. Yvonne giggles and tilts her head just a little to the left. “The prettiest woman you’ve ever seen? Hm. I suppose you haven’t looked in the mirror then. Come on, you’re like, really pretty.” More giggles leave her lips but it’s not the kind where it’s out of mockery. Yvonne just genuinely finds Alice adorable. “Take it easy, sweetpea. See you soon~!”

As Alice slinks off, Yvonne glances around quickly and then subtly blows her a kiss.

[yvonnesrespite]

"Um, Miss Yvonne..." Alice timidly set a few cookies at the nurse's desk. "I've been experimenting...um. I hope you- I hope you'll accept it."

The clicks of the keyboard slow to a stop as Yvonne looks up at the surprise visitor. This chick visits regularly doesn’t she? Who was she again? Yvonne wracks at her brain to remember who the girl was.

Oh! She usually popped by to visit Greyson! “Alice, right?” Yvonne asks and accepts the cookies. “They smell delicious! As sweet as you, don’t you agree?”

[yvonnesrespite]

I always make sure we have cute bandages on hand!

[yvonnesrespite]

It's a few hours later but Jeremiah has it coded quickly. It's a landing page with the flower language for Yvonne's jealousy bouquet. There's a space at the bottom she can enter some "choice words" too. He sends her the link. [->Yvonne (nurse): Hey, check the link out. Forward it to him and tell him it goes with the bouquet. Or tell him not to check the link and maybe his new girl will get it instead. Or...I have a ways to get her email. Maybe we email it to her directly instead? What's your call?]

Yvonne is looking at the notification from her phone. She just got home and finished taking a shower. Clean from the filth of her wrath. Sort of. It still bubbles within. She taps the link and then pauses in her tracks. Maybe it’s a bit far, right? Nah. Yvonne is a decent person, and the decision she’s about to make will surely reflect that.

[➺Jerm (Pollinator): Gonna be honest; I blocked the guy LOL. But we should give the new girl a warning. I don’t think I was the first that he tricked, and I fear I won’t be the last. We don’t want the poor girl to be the next. The hospital can only do so much to repair a broken heart, let alone the scars that leaves behind.

➺ Jerm (Pollinator): And thanks for having my back and all. You didn’t have to go this far but like, I’m not stopping you. This is fun.]

[yvonnesrespite]

[->Yvonne (Akso): Hey, this is Jeremiah from Philo. Just checking in! How did things go with the bouquet?]

➺ ✾ Jerm: Hey Jerm! I think they went pretty well. He sent me a text and said he’d give the flowers to his next date today. Maybe to make me jealous? Should I even tell him?

[yvonnesrespite]

Alice wasn't expecting to get that far, much less be talked to sweetly. "I-" Right, her name, Her name. "Yes, Ma'am! I mean!! Wait- Oh- oh you're..." A hand flew up to her face. It's too late. The comment was made awkward. She has no choice but to take a step back. "Um. Thank you. I just wanted you to have something for your shift! I-I'm sorry if I caused you any trouble lately. I know I've been in, um. Lately. Outside of... appointment hours. I promise I don't have ulterior motives! I just- I thought maybe you-" It was useless.

All the while during poor Alice’s floundering, Yvonne watches with a little smirk. Oh, this is SO entertaining. It certainly was a twinkling ray of light amidst her rather loathsome and tiring shift today. She can’t exactly help it if a pretty little thing like Alice comes in and starts fumbling over her own words. Yvonne’s only human.

“No no, there’s no need to apologize!” Yvonne stops Alice’s rambling and stands up from her chair. Her elbow rests upon the surface of the desk, her chin upon her hand as she looks into the girl’s eyes. “Look at me sugar; You’re totally alright to come visit. I got your back. Plus,”

Yvonne gives her a playful wink,

“I do adore my sweet treats, and you just became my favourite~”

As if nothing happened, Yvonne sits back down and opens the bag of  cookies, casually taking a bite from one.