#Doctors orders nathaniel

[zahri-melitor]

A list of DC characters that it is actually important to be able to tell apart, but half the time people forget:-

Plastic Man and Elastic Man: Eel O'Brien is the red one who turns into weird shapes and cracks jokes; Ralph Dibney is the purple one who is a detective who adores his wife.

Atom and Captain Atom: Ray Palmer is the one who shrinks down and does science; Nathaniel Adam is the nuclear explosions guy who's part of the military.

Jason Blood and Jason Bard and Jason Todd: Blood is the host to Etrigan and a demonologist; Bard is a private detective who's an ex-cop; Todd is an ex-Robin and current Red Hood. Both Blood and Todd have white streaks in their hair. They all live in Gotham.

Manhunter and Martian Manhunter: the Manhunters are about 6 different human characters, with little overlap in costumes or aims (they all like killing people who evade justice though); J'onn is a Green Martian who reads minds.

Doctor Light (good) and Doctor Light (bad): Kimiyo Hoshi is a superhero who does hard light projections; Arthur Light's a supervillain who got mindwiped by the JL to the point of stupidity. (I've skipped disambiguing other legacy names but this one is kinda important).

Azrael and Azazel: JPV and the other Azraels are human warriors controlled/brainwashed by Order of St Dumas; Azazel is a Sandman fallen angel hanging out with Lucifer.

This is brought to you by someone saying "Captain Atom is a fascist!" and me squinting and going...Ray Palmer??? Is a fascist? But no.

[just-a-dinosaur-i-guess]

tell about ur aus,,, go on

HELLO TY FOR THIS ASK

i have so fucking many aus so i'll ramble about a few

my latest one takes inspiration from this post and it's basically, dazai takes in atsushi and the akutagawa siblings, but realizing he can't really find a job to support all of them at once, he decides to go and (try to) reopen odasaku's favorite curry place. there are a few issues.

he is Not a great cook

atsushi can only make chazuke

aku and gin don't know how to cook

the place is kind of a mess

so eventually he goes and calls up chuuya and he's like "hey, you know how to cook, can you help me" problem is, chuuya's pissed at him bc THIS is when he calls him again and it's not an explanation of why he left, not a "sorry for blowing up ur car", not any of that, it's just another favor. so his immediate response is "fuck you, no" and dazai has to nag him into coming and helping, this being via taking some random pm member for hostage and specifically requesting that chuuya come pick him up

chuuya does indeed arrive, but he also breaks dazai's nose, so dazai ends up vaguely explaining with an ice pack on his face lmfao. this bit is what i have planned most vividly and is hopefully? gonna be a fic i publish. but also, later, ranpo ends up at the curry place and is like "damn you live like this" and dazai replies just kinda, "either order or get out" but ranpo offers him a better job (that being working at the ada), and while he hesitantly agrees, it's only a part time thing for the first bit. also although i haven't decided yet i think he might also end up finding kyouka before the pm gets to her and tachihara before the hunting dogs find him bc i am weak to 1. found family 2. BIG found families.

chuuya is absolutely fucking baffled when he runs into dazai during an ada job, btw.

"i thought you ran a fucking curry shop" "i do that too" "?? what the fuck" "it's called being a PART TIMER chibi" "i'm gonna break your nose again"

anyway next au!!

cowboy au (btw, they still have abilities) where nathaniel is a travellng priest looking for a doctor to cure margaret who's deathly sick, and he hasn't really been having any luck (he's been searching for months to no avail), and eventually at this one town it's like.. it's late at night, nathaniel's thirsty, he heads to the bar to get some water. nikolai promptly swaps their drinks, nathaniel drinks something really strong and passes the fuck out, wakes up to being in an inn room (with noteably less money) and storms the hell out of the building just to find nikolai petting his horse and acting all innocent about doing anything. nathaniel just tries to leave, nikolai follows, and they travel like that for a bit (occasionally trying to kill each other) before they get the third member of their dysfunctional little party

do you remember that one kid fyodor killed?

this little guy (karma), is a pickpocket who steals nathaniel's bible in the hopes of selling it to get food. the two find him, both kinda realize his situation and while nathaniel is about to point him in the direction of the town's local church nikolai goes "fuck that" and just straight up kidnaps him, and they keep traveling. nathaniel and nikolai are mutually, regrettably, falling for one another, but this just manifests as more murder attempts, to the point that one night, nathaniel tries to strangle nikolai, nikolai wakes up and strangles him back, and when nathaniel passes out he fucking dreams about nikolai and is HORRIFIED. things only get worse and gayer from there and i also think they go on a train at some point.

karma's enjoying the horse rides at least, and there's some other characters that show up though tbh idk who besides this one dazai scene and gin at one point

okay this other au is shorter, but basically: ada kajii. this is built off of SO many headcanons, but essentially kajii's backstory is just the lemon short story. except that kajii never found lemons, bc instead kunikida (his old friend/school friend that fell out of contact with him) reaches out, they become friends again, and so when kunikida joins the ada, so does kajii. kajii works as a clerk bc, like, he doesn't. know he has an ability. Oh Boy Does He Get A Surprise during dead apple

okay i was gonna talk about my eternal winter au but that would be an essay /lh

SO instead!! shiburan au, an au i never. properly named beyond that it's a shibusawa x ranpo focused au. also co owned with my bestie @feralshadowdemon <33

basically, yokohama is a smaller, calmer seaside town, no abilities or anything. shibusawa moves in, working at the pet shop across the street from this coffee shop that's connected to a bookstore. the coffee shop is run by (most of) the ada, and the bookstore is run by yokomizo; mushitaro and poe work there. the members of the ada who work at the coffee shop are fukuzawa (he owns it), ranpo, kunikida, and yosano. dazai is fukuzawa's newest adopted kid, and ran away from home. (he was living with mori (and elise) before) yosano Understands his situation, having done the same years before.

ranpo starts going over to the pet shop a lot, both bc he's running errands (fukuzawa owns three cats) and bc he likes talking to shibusawa. they eventually exchange phone numbers and start texting. in the background of this, btw, is soukoku: they had a messy breakup years ago, they act like they don't like each other, etc etc normal skk things. the flags are a biker gang who are alive and well here, and chuuya hangs out with them a lot. dazai is a bit jealous of them, ranpo knows this, and so when chuuya starts volunteering at the pet shop, ranpo brings dazai along on an errand run so the two run into each other again. they start talking again, slowly bonding again by virtue of wingmaning shiburan

also misc details

dazai and aku are just. they are just friends here :)

aku and tachi are friends!! also higugin is real

the akutagawa siblings live with hirotsu

fukuchi is the hunting dogs' dad; except for tetchou, who's jouno's boyfriend. he has stricter parents.

fukuchi here is a retired military veteran AND ex movie star. his movies are awful /aff

shibusawa has a pet cornsnake named draconia

odango is engaged here but oda travels a lot so they haven't got married yet

ango works in an office in the big city, but he visits dazai sometimes. they are friends

bramcraft is married, they adopted aya

kyouka and kenji also live with fukuzawa!! twincoded tbh

kyouka has narcolepsy

there is so much more but i have been writing this post for an hour SO just shoot me (another) ask if you're curious :D

and yeah that's some of my aus!! i have a masterpost of all of them slowly being built in my drafts hehe

[brokehorrorfan]

Invasion of the Body Snatchers will be released on 4K Ultra HD and Blu-ray on June 25 via Kino Lorber. The 1956 sci-fi horror classic is based on Jack Finney's novel, The Body Snatchers.

Don Siegel (Dirty Harry, Escape from Alcatraz) directs from a script by Daniel Mainwaring (Out of the Past). Kevin McCarthy and Dana Wynter star with Larry Gates, King Donovan, Carolyn Jones, Jean Willes, and Ralph Dumke.

Invasion of the Body Snatchers has been newly restored in 4K in two aspect ratios - 2.00:1 and 1.85:1 - with Dolby Vision. It features reversible artwork. Special features are listed below.

Disc 1 - 4K UHD:

Audio commentary by film historians Steve Mitchell and Nathaniel Thompson (new)

Audio commentary by film scholar Jason A. Ney (new)

Audio commentary by actors Kevin McCarthy and Dana Wynter, moderated by filmmaker Joe Dante

Audio commentary by film historian Richard Harland Smith

Disc 2 - Blu-ray:

Audio commentary by film historians Steve Mitchell and Nathaniel Thompson (new)

Audio commentary by film scholar Jason A. Ney (new)

Audio commentary by actors Kevin McCarthy and Dana Wynter, moderated by filmmaker Joe Dante

Audio commentary by film historian Richard Harland Smith

The Fear is Real - Appreciation with filmmakers Joe Dante and Larry Cohen

The Stranger in Your Lover’s Eyes – 2-part visual essay with Kristoffer Tabori, son of director Don Siegel

I No Longer Belong: The Rise and Fall of Walter Wanger – Film scholar Matthew Bernstein on producer Walter Wanger

Theatrical trailer

Invasion of the Body Snatchers (1978) theatrical trailer

Miles Bennell (Kevin McCarthy) is a doctor in a small California town whose patients are becoming increasingly overwrought, accusing their loved ones of being emotionless imposters. They're right! Plant-like extraterrestrials have invaded Earth, taking possession of humans as they sleep and replicating them in giant seed pods. Convinced that a catastrophic pandemic is imminent, Bennell, in a terrifying race for his life, must warn the world of this deadly invasion of the pod people—before it's too late!

Pre-order Invasion of the Body Snatchers.

[aswallowimprisoned]

Restless far from a Wine Dark sea - Stay with me

Tw captivity, sedation, medical whump, implied very bad medical procedure, guilt, nonhuman whumpee

In all of Logan's career as a negotiator and interrogator, he has never had to convince someone to submit to a vivisection. The experience leaves him feeling uncharacteristically emotional.

RestlessffaWDs' timeline is going off piste for @medwhumpmay

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Not sure how far into Nathaniel's captivity this is, but long enough that his two interrorgators are starting to feel the emotional strain. I

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Logan sat down heavily next to Elias, who slid him a black coffee across the table.

“Did they get him under ok?” Elias asked quietly.

“Yes.” Logan accepted the coffee without meeting Elias’ eyes, “Dr Rana says the vivisection will take 6 hours, then he will be groggy for some time afterwards.” Logan sighed into his coffee, “The pain plus the sedatives makes the wakeup a high risk for flashbacks, but alas…”

“We’ll work something out.” Elias’ voice was assured in a way that Logan’s anthropologist brain knew was faked. “ We’ve done it before, and I know we have to do it again…” 

“You will work something out.” Logan cut him off, “I am just the interrogator that orders him to comply. You are the therapist who picks up the fucked up little pieces afterwards.”  Logan allowed the bitterness to well into his voice, the emotion he masked in every interaction; interactions with the military, interactions with the doctors, interactions with the fucking merman he had just convinced to lie still while they prepared to slice into his body and see what he was made of.

“I suppose so.” Elias was quiet for a moment, “We both have our roles here, and neither of them are easy. But it could be so much worse for that merman than it is. And you prevent that, even if he never sees the effort you make.”

“Couldn’t prevent the vivisection.” Logan could feel himself pouting.

“No, I guess we couldn’t.” Elias stared into his own coffee. 

The silence stretched.

“I… I am glad you are actually talking about your frustration though.” Elias gave Logan a lopsided smile, “You do tend to bottle your emotions…”

“Hmmm, what gave my emotional constipation away?” Logan asked dryly.

“I am a very good therapist,” Elias laughed without humour, “It’s what I am here for after all.”

“It is what we are here for.”

“But seriously, Logan, we can talk about this. You aren’t alone here, and we are probably going to be in this project for the long haul.”

“I don’t want to talk,” The spike of frustration that had welled in him was already smoothing into the familiar indifference his job forced him to take. “I don’t want to talk,” he repeated, “But for now, can you just… stay with me?”

Elias gave him the understanding smile of a man who knew the terrors they had both committed.

“Of course.”

[striderincosmos]

WIP Whenever

As tagged by @swaps55, and inviting any who wish to participate! (I'm not exactly linked to many writers on here just yet)

Here's a sneak peak (a nice, long one) between Nathaniel 'Nate' Shepard and Garrus on their way to Feros in Spectre Echoes: Memories and Portents!

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The crew area was a rather bustling place at the moment, what with the new additions to the crew. It made Garrus stand out even more at the table, dressed in a shirt and pants that accommodated the slight crest of his upper back.

Nate took a seat next to him, a human beer in one hand and a turian brew from a case he’d had assigned to the Normandy’s cold storage in the other. “Evening, Garrus,” he said casually, offering the brew. “How are you holding up?”

“Rather well, honestly,” Garrus said as he took his drink, opening it and taking a sip. “This sort of environment is easy for me, no matter the species. I might have decided to go to C-Sec over joining the reserves in a decade or so, but you can’t beat out nearly a decade of military training.”

“What made you go into C-Sec in the first place?” Nate asked.

“It was the family business,” Garrus shrugged. “My father had been C-Sec before getting pulled out from the Reserves for Relay-314, and his father before him had done the same thing. Still don’t know why the old man went into politics, though. Even C-Sec is simpler than that.”

Nate shrugged. “I try to avoid politics. When you have a camera pointed at you more often than not…”

“I can see how that’d be the case,” Garrus said, pausing for long moments. “So, I’ve got a question for you about Saren.”

“Funny enough, I’ve actually got one for you, too,” Nate said. “You first.”

“Are you really planning on trying to arrest Saren and drag him in front of the Council after what he’s done?”

Nate ruminated on the query with a pull of beer. “It’d be what the Council wants done, most likely. Saren’s dangerous, but if we can subdue him, he needs to face due process.”

Garrus’s mandibles drooped slightly, the action looking almost like a grimace. Or a sneer. “There’s a lot of risk to that too, though. He isn’t the best Spectre the Council has for nothing. He could probably find half a dozen different ways to escape during transit to the Citadel, let alone what he could do if he was on it.”

“We know he’s the most dangerous person in the galaxy,” Nate said assuringly. “If there’s anyone who can guard him, it’s going to be all of us and the krogan along for the ride.”

“That wouldn’t stop the Council from offering clemency, or just finding some way to sweep this under the rug,” Garrus retorted. “But taking him in is the way it’s done by the book, isn’t it? ‘Do it right, or don’t do it at all’.”

Nate frowned slightly at the rather bitter invective. “And who said that?”

“Lucrius Vakarian,” Garrus said, washing the name back down with a pull of his brew. “Among the most renowned detectives on the Citadel. Spirits know he said to me more times than I can count.”

“Not a regulations guy, then?” 

Garrus sighed quietly. “I get why they’re there. I get that they’re useful. My father and C-Sec drilled that into me well enough. But sometimes, in order to resolve a situation permanently, completely, the regs, and the people who enforce them, can make it so that a solution becomes a stopgap. People get away. Innocents get taken advantage of or hurt when they don’t need to.”

Garrus was silent for a moment. “Take Doctor Saleon.”

“Who’s that?”

“He was — probably is still — one of the leading figures of the Citadel’s black markets. Specifically in grown organs. Real mean bastard. In a place where a krogan who’s well-connected enough could drop 40,000 credits for a full quad transplant to try and counteract the genophage, Saleon was a unique brand of fucked up.” 

“See, there was an increase in organ trade, well beyond what we expected. We managed to confiscate some, and do some genetic tests. It was a bit of a mess, but it led us to a very lively turian who was very insistent that he was not, in fact, missing his liver. We ran a background check, and saw he worked for the aforementioned doctor.”

“What did you do next?” Nate asked.

“We brought him and some of Saleon’s other former employees in for questioning. While I was interviewing one of them, I noticed something suspicious. One of the detainees, a human, started bleeding from his abdomen during questioning. Pretty badly, too. We offered to patch him up, and he got panicky.”

Garrus paused, was silent for long moments. “We found dozens of incision scars on him. Some of them fresh, like the one that gave him away. Others much older. That’s when we realized this sick bastard Saleon wasn’t just employing people. He was testing on them. Growing the organs right inside of them, then cutting them open, harvesting them, and selling them off. Most of the test subjects were poor, desperate. They only got a small cut of the profits from any sale, and only if the organs were viable. If they weren’t, he just… left them inside them.”

The beer wasn’t very appealing to Nate anymore, and he set it on the table at arm’s length. “What happened then?” he ventured. 

“We went out to go and put the cuffs on this guy. But he rigged his lab to blow, ran as soon as his mules started getting pulled in by C-Sec. Took some of his ‘employees’ with him to the nearest spacedock. By the time we found where he was, the ship he stole was already leaving. He threatened to kill who were now his hostages if anyone tried to stop him.”

“And he got away?” Nate said incredulously.

Garrus nodded. “I ordered Citadel defenses to intercept and fire on him, but C-Sec HQ countermanded my order. They were worried about the hostages. Worried about civilian casualties for how close he still was to the city arms. I told them the hostages were already the next best thing to dead, that this was just the cold, hard calculus of stopping a criminal like this now and for good. But they wouldn’t listen.”

Nate sighed. “Sounds like a recipe for hating where you work.”

“To put it mildly.” Garrus chuckled darkly. “I went to Executor Pallin, the man in charge of C-Sec, and told him what I thought about the situation and the policies that made it happen. He told me if I didn’t like it, then I could quit. To be honest, I almost did, just to spite them.”

“As tough a choice as it is, the lives of the hostages were as important as catching Doctor Saleon,” Nate said pointedly. “If we didn’t care about the lives of those threatened by the people we want to bring to justice, how different are we from them?”

It was silent between them for a moment before Garrus sighed quietly. “You know, I can see where you’re coming from. I just wish we could have stopped Saleon as well.”

Again it was silent. “So,” Garrus said after a moment, “what was your question?”

“You’ve got a personal stake in this,” Nate began. “I won’t begrudge that, and I won’t discount that we might need to kill Saren to stop him. But if we do manage to capture him… can I count on you to let justice play out?”

Garrus was silent for long, contemplative moments. “As much as it might grate at me…” he finally said. “I’ll trust your judgment. You’ve got a good head on your shoulders, Shepard. However the stellar wind blows, I’ll follow your lead.”

Nate nodded. “I’m glad you have my back, Garrus.”

“I mean hey,” Garrus said, his mandibles implying a slight grin, “I get to learn what a Spectre looks like from you. Thus far, I’d say I’ve got a pretty good mentor.”

[icanbeyourgenie]

“ You're playing hard to get... I mean, to know. Hard to know. ” – Achilles to Nathaniel

Nathaniel fought a smile. It wasn't really effective.

“Hard to get?” he teased.

“To know.” Achilles corrected again. “Just a slip of the tongue.”

Nathaniel dropped it, but inside he felt a pleasant warmth. He was only with Achilles for a few days - just three really - but he could already tell how infatuated he was with the doctor. He should have already gone back to the sea, the traces of his victim were gone by now, but he couldn't bring himself to leave the man just yet.

“Well, as much as I'd love to say I'm just playing the mysterious card, I'm not. I genuinely can't answer this question.”

“Why not?”

“Because I don't remember.”

Achilles raised an eyebrow. The two of them had spent the last days talking about many things and asking each other questions. There were a lot Nate couldn't answer, especially regarding his family. Because he had to keep it secret, but also because he didn't want Achilles' attitude to change.

But the last question Achilles asked was about his time before he was a siren. And as much as he wished to remember, he couldn't.

“Because you're asking about a time before I can remember. Sirens don't have memories of before their transformation.”

Nathaniel could see he picked Achilles' interest. He quickly learnt that the man had a very good memory, maybe the concept of not remembering was foreign to him?

“I see.... Can I try something?”

“That's onimous.” Nate answered, but Achilles laughed while coming a bit closer, and it was enough to bring back the butterflies.

“Just... trust me?”

So he did. Achilles came a bit closer against, and softly touched Nathaniel's temple with his fingers. The contact sent shivers down Nate's spine. They were very close now, but none of them seemed to care.

Nathaniel closed his eyes on instinct, and then something strange happened. It was just noises at first. A voice calling his name, the sound of the wind blowing through the trees, and then a face. A face of a man who looked like him. Who was smiling.

It lasted only a second but when Nate opened his eyes, his breathing was out of control and he realized he had grabbed Achilles' hand. He didn't know yet if he intended to move it away, or to keep it on his temple, so he just froze and looked at the man. Nate was breathing heavily, confusion in his eyes.

“What... what just happened?”

“It's my fault, I should've asked, I just wanted to see if I could... Well, the thing with memories is that they're never really lost. Even when we forget, they're here somewhere.”

“So... this voice... this face...?”

“I don't know who they are. But I can tell that your memories are here. If you want to, I can retrieve them for you.”

Nathaniel was still breathing heavily, but at some point Achilles fully took his hand in his and was gently stroking his skin, which helped him relax a little.

Nate felt his entire world shifting. He was convinced that his memories of his previous life were lost. He made his peace with that a long time ago. But now he could have them back? He didn't know yet if he wanted too? What if they were terrible?

“Just breathe. You don't have to answer right now.”

Nathaniel realized that Achilles came a bit closer in order to calm him down. Strangely, it worked. His breathing came back to normal and he smiled while looking at the doctor.

“I don't have the answer yet, but what I can tell you is that I was right.”

“On what point?”

“You're a very, very intriguing man. I can't wait to know more about your story.”

[hauntedfalcon]

there is ground to break, whatever's still to come

4,000 words of the bottom table OT3 inviting Nathaniel over for an evening. Nathaniel's POV; rated E; light Dom/sub featuring some overstimulation; please mind the tags.

The doctor tensed and gasped and widened her eyes. She did not give voice to it. This matched what Nathaniel had come to know of Doctor Basar, but where was the woman whose boldness astonished Nathaniel when she invited him here? Perhaps it was time he gave her an order. Nathaniel said, “Open your legs, Doctor.” She hesitated. Her left hand trailed down from Marion’s hair, gloved fingertips stroking along his spine, and Nathaniel recalled how those fingertips felt in the same place on his own back without the glove there to contain her flames. “Do you know,” said Doctor Basar, “that I technically outranked you?”

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[scumgristle]

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[backgroundagent3]

Agents of SHIELD Villain Showdown

Ok, so I wanted to make a poll to determine the best AoS villain, but there's so many I couldn't just choose 10, so I decided to make a showdown.

I will be posting a series of polls where you can choose between 2 villains. The first round of brackets will be posted tomorrow under the #aos villain showdown tag.

Rules:

It's pretty simple, just vote one of the two villains in each poll.

It doesn't matter how you choose the villain, it can be your favourite, the one you think has the most relevance, the one you think is a bigger threat...

Candidates:

There's A LOT of villains in this show, so I made a bunch of brackets, which you can find here. The villains in each bracket were chosen from this website. I made a list (under the cut) and then randomized the order. I picked the ones I thought to be more relevant, but if you have any suggestions, please let me know and I will add them!

This is the list of villains I chose, ordered by season to make things easier. Let me know if I've missed any!

Season 1

Grant Ward.

John Garrett.

Raina.

Ian Quinn.

Dr Franklin Hall.

Jasper Sitwell.

Lorelei.

Season 2

Cal Johnson.

Jiaying.

Gordon.

Carl Creel (Absorbing Man).

Kara Palamas (Agent 33).

Daniel Whitehall.

Sunil Bakshi.

Werner von Strucker.

Season 3

Hive.

Lash.

Gideon Malick.

Season 4

AIDA/Madame Hydra.

Holden Radcliffe.

The Watchdogs.

The Doctor.

Alistair Fitz.

Anton Ivanov.

Eli Morrow.

Ellen Nadeer.

James Taylor James (Hellfire).

Lucy Bauer.

Tucker Shockley.

Season 5

Kasius.

Sinara.

Glenn Talbot (Graviton).

Ruby Hale.

General Hale.

Faulnak.

Qovas.

Season 6

Sarge.

Izel.

Snowflake.

Jaco.

Atarah.

Pax.

Season 7

Nathaniel Malick.

Sibyl.

[awritingcaitlin]

Introductions...

Have some short snippets of each major character introduction under the cut. Because why not!

Killian

Twelve tiny vials were lined up in a neat row, well-protected inside the leather briefcase on Captain McCormack’s lap. Each was luminescent, shining a clear blue light which bespoke the power each was supposed to contain, power enough to heal a nation. Or its rulers, which, to the Captain’s mind, was close to the same thing when it came to the Queen, if not necessarily the King. If Finn willed it, there would be enough to heal someone else important. At least important to the Captain.

With a sigh of resolution, he stopped his daydreaming. It was his job to deliver these vials. Staring at them, unprotected, with the case open was not a part of it. He checked the power crystal – his excuse for opening it in the first place. Its aura was strong and there was more than enough power in it to protect the case in a stasis field for the next several years. Captain McCormack snapped the case closed, locked it and handed it to Staff Sergeant Weimez, the Mage-Technician whose job it was to maintain the case.

“Everything looks in order, Staff Sergeant, carry on.”

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Nathaniel

Corporal Nathaniel Adler woke up underwater, his drowning body dragged down by the robe disguising him as a foreign merchant. 

His Marine training kicked in, overriding the panic. He wriggled out of the coat and waited to see which way the currents pulled him. Once he knew, he propelled himself upwards with broad strokes. Against every instinct, he forced himself to blow out a thin stream of air. Getting the bends at the surface would not help him. His lungs burned. His ears rang.

When he finally emerged at the top of the freshwater sea, he gasped in precious new air and took a few moments to feel relief for being alive, tilting his head against the lapping waves of the surprisingly warm water before assessing his situation.

They’d crashed. In the Balios Sea. In the middle of the night. Fuck.

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Rinnie

Rinnie’s boots squeaked as she walked down the marble hall of the Edansa Embassy to Schmiedland, the sound overpowering the usual swish of her skirts. Damn. Squeaky shoes were unbecoming of her position. The waterproofing enchantment must’ve worn off after getting caught in one of Himmelmauer’s scheduled rains yesterday. She wasn’t surprised. The boots were old, and all enchantments wore out eventually. She deliberated if it was worth it to re-enchant them, or if she should buy new boots.

She did contemplate the effectiveness of a soundproofing charm for the time being.

She was meeting with the Ambassador today to get her new assignment settled. She knew what she wanted, and she hoped things would work out…

“Doctor Edgewing.” Rinnie knew that voice.

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Riela (from Nathaniel's POV)

Doctor Thiggins had barely turned off the vehicle when a woman wearing a green skirt and white shirt under a brown leather bodice came outside. She was young-looking, with olive skin and brown hair pulled off her face showing sharply pointed ears. She might be older than she looked then, as was typical of those with elven blood.

“Mama said you were coming,” she said, approaching Doctor Thiggins. “Do you need any help?”

“I’ve got help with the patient,” Doctor Thiggins said. “But if you want to grab my bag?”

“Of course,” she said.

She caught sight of Adler and the two of them locked eyes for a second. He couldn’t place the look on her face, but was painfully aware of how disheveled he looked. He smelled, too.

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Riela (her own POV)

Riela stepped out of the shower and buried her face in a towel before she could look in the mirror. She hated her own reflection first thing in the mornings. She toweled off completely before braving it.

On her right cheek, tracing along her cheekbone to her temple was a garish spidery tattoo with thick lines. It was a brand, really. Nidtrin mages had applied it to her face when she was nine years old. They’d done it in front of her parents before taking her away to be indoctrinated into their religion. She’d escaped a couple years later with a dozen other kids.

The brands made it hard to run. The kids were more obvious, marked as being from non-conforming parents, now obviously runaways. There was witchcraft in the ink, too, whispering to them in their dreams how wrong they were for running.

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Taryn (from Rinnie's POV)

Right as Rinnie was paying her tab, someone crashed into her and a cold wetness seeped into her lap. A glass hit the floor, but it bounced, enchanted not to break.

“Goddess Aenehra, I am so sorry!” the elf woman said in Edan.

Rinnie turned to look at her. She had short brown hair and a heart-shaped face. Her white blouse was crisp but she’d rolled up the sleeves. She looked casually disheveled in her drunkenness. Rinnie reasoned this woman must be in the first century of life. She stood and brushed the ice cubes out of her lap and onto the floor. The other woman steadied herself on the barstool, and looked at Rinnie with an apologetic expression on her face.

“Are you alright?” Rinnie asked, slipping easily into her native language. She wasn’t angry at her—she’d spent many years getting sloshed and making a fool of herself in bars not unlike this one, then waking up the next morning with, unfortunately at times, every memory. She and her cousin had been good at that. If one could be considered “good” at getting wasted.

The woman nodded. “People keep feeding me drinks.” She giggled and turned in the direction of the other sailors in the back corner. “Fuck, shit, Marrik! This is your fault!”

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Mica

The halls of the ship shook with turbulence again. Mica hissed under her breath and steadied the flame on her small burner. She sat on her bunk in the small room that functioned as a lab and her quarters. She hadn’t slept in the crew quarters since shortly after her initial kidnapping.

She’d been celebrating Schmiedland Day in the town of Trotsberg, near her family’s farm, when it had happened. She’d been complaining about her mother, as usual, with her face neatly shaven, hair in a cute style with two bows in it—one gold and one green, her country’s colors—about how she would never be the perfect dwarven daughter Mother wanted and proceeded to become further inebriated long into the night. The drunker she’d gotten, the more she’d bragged about her alchemy, and the unconventional methods she used, which in hindsight was what’d attracted the pirates to her.

Consequentially, as she was leaving the bar, a cudgel thumped her on the back of the head. When she’d come to, she was forty miles over the Crater Sea heading east, and she couldn’t say with exact certainty that she’d been disappointed.

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Taryn (her own POV)

Taryn Woodlance had been briefed on Doctor Edgewing’s arrogant and reckless nature. This woman was supposedly high-maintenance and troublesome.

Taryn had done her research into the Personnel Protection Order and Rinnie’s files. She was supposed to report on and potentially recruit her to Commodore Crossweave’s top secret project.

Such preparations did nothing to stop the blood from rising to her cheeks when the woman Taryn had spilled a drink on a week prior came to stand in front of her for formal introductions.

“Doctor Edgewing,” Taryn said, finding her voice, nonetheless. “Pleasure to meet you.”

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The Young Person’s Guide to History: “The Duel” | April 1, 2008 - 1:00AM | S00E01

The Young Person’s Guide to History was a spin-off of Saul of the Mole Men. Why there should be a spin-off of Saul of the Mole Men is beyond me. Originally the idea was that it was going to be four 11-minute episodes, and in fact it was produced in that format. This is one of those four episodes. When the series turned up later in 2008, they cut the length in half to TWO 11-minute episodes, each episode consisting of what was originally meant to be two episodes, edited down to half the running time. Saul of the Mole Men always came off as over-long, and when I criticized them I usually observed that they could be cut down drastically. I guess when those versions debut, we’ll actually have something to base that theory on (spoilers; I remember it still being bad). 

Okay, so this is the intended series finale of the original four-episode run. At least, one would assume that it is. The plot: it’s 1804 and a bunch of guys are called to a haunted mansion to stay the night. There’s a disembodied voice on a little desktop speaker, like the kind you’d page a secretary with in the later half of the 20th Century. That’s a running thing in the series: very casual use of anachronisms. It’s not super-jokey Mel Brooks style, more like “kids making a movie and not having the resources to replicate the past accurately so they just use a car instead of a carriage” kind of thing. I like that. It’s one of the few things I truly like about this. 

Okay, haunted mansion with guys. They all get killed except Thomas Jefferson who runs out in anguish, as though he were a man possessed while committing this brutal bout of deadly violence. It turns out the house in question is the White House, and Jefferson is now the president. He asks Benjamin Franklin to help him make a vice president, so they create Aaron Burr in a boiling vat, using “science”. Aaron Burr is, uh, neurodivergent. We see a single scene of him doing vice president stuff: being asked about universal healthcare on the senate floor. He makes an imbecilic re-re noise and pees into his own open mouth. The floor cheers. 

Later, while having pizza, Jefferson gets fed up with Burr’s buffoonery and shoots him. He then puts the gun in Burr’s dead hand and uses it to shoot Alexander Hamilton, in order to frame them for each other’s death in a supposed duel, a historical event burned into the minds of a certain generation whose “Got Milk” advertisement got a nation of history buffs rolling in the aisles. Jefferson has transformed into a tyrant, like a guy in a freaking rated-R movie.

Jefferson finally shoots Ben Franklin, but not before cruelly taunting him for his legendary weakness. The voice on the little speaker congratulates Jefferson for being so mean. The voice is in the middle of calling him “Caleb Hilttrop?” or something like that? before being cut off. The significance of this completely eludes me, and I’m not sure if this is set-up in one of the other three episodes that would have aired along with this one, or if I just missed something in the opening sequence. We may never know, because I recall this bit being completely cut out of the version that did air. Jefferson switches the speaker to some rock song and screams “I’m the president!”

I do like that ending, I just wish anything that came before it was compelling enough to call it “earned”. I’d be hard-pressed to come up with much else in this episode that makes it worth watching. This is one of the unfunniest things to air on Adult Swim. It’s barely connected to Saul of the Mole Men, which isn’t a bad thing, honestly. 

There is a scene where Seth Green (who is cut from the shortened version entirely) talks about how he and Jefferson co-authored several sci-fi books about Nathaniel Baltimore’s adventures fighting various sci-fi beasts, and we see a little scene featuring Nathaniel Baltimore shooting a creature that is just them reusing the doctor costume from Saul. This seems to imply that either Saul of the Mole Men is a work of fiction featuring Nathaniel Baltimore in this world, which would explain why there’s no real continuity between this show and Saul. I believe the Jefferson episode of Saul has events in it that would contradict the existence of this series, but I”m not feeling curious enough to even re-read my own write-up to confirm this. I will link to it though, in case you are a sicko who actually is curious. 

Later in the year the truncated version of the show would air. The full-length versions were put up on Adult Swim for a short period of time. The one guy I knew of who knew how to rip from Adult Swim actually had these at one point, but deleted them because he “didn’t think anyone would want them”. Fucker. Again, if anyone knows how to get a hold of those uncut other episodes, please get in touch. 

Oh, I put the whole thing on YouTube, if you want to watch it.

EPHEMERA CORNER

[deva-arts]

🌿🌸Singles Masterpost!🌸🌿

Featuring the not-quite comics with quite as much lore!

Many of these posts have different characters featured in them, so I'll code (most of) them with emotes

Seraphina ⭔ Nathaniel ▭ Vincent △ Sonia ♡ Amon ▣ Ricky ⧖ Strohl ⚡️ Noctis 😈

🪴 Singles: (In a sort-of chronological order!) 🪴

You're Toasty △♡ Titan's ICU Ward ▭ | The Pie ⭔▭ △♡▣😈 | Beef Welly ⭔▭ | OC memes ⭔▭ △♡▣😈 | Young Subjects ⭔△ | Bald Bird Bros ⭔△ | Vincent's Spiel △♡| Sentry Spotted! ⭔| Needed Hug ▣ | Enter Ricky ⭔⧖ | In-Law Bonding ▭ △| Vincent buys pads. △♡| Vincent buys an Apology △♡| Amon and Adra ▣ | Labrat Headpats △♡| Sera's "Expressions" ⭔

| Day and Night ⭔ | Labrat times △| Shut up, Eric. ⧖| Post-Kiss Bliss ⭔▭| Scared Boy △ | Favorite food? ⭔▭△♡▣ | Sleepy Gang ⭔△▣ | Work Interruption ⭔▭ | Enter Strohl ⚡️| Snowy Vincent △ | Enter Titan 👹| True Face ▭ | Cuddly Ser ⭔▭ | Valentines 💌 ⭔▭| Lovers' Spat ⭔▭| Sera Loves me <3 ⭔ | He fears Nothing △|

| Lamb for Slaughter △ | Trust issues ⭔▭| Kisskisskisskiss ⭔▭| Living Room | Enter Hayes ⭔ | Vincent Timeline △| Excitement! △| Harpy Suit ⭔ | Doctor Wilson! ▭| Doctor... Wilson? ▭ | Vincenza's Secret △| Vincent's last Name? △♡ | Bird Smell? △♡ | Nate≠Handwriting? ⭔▭ | Fry me?⚡️ | How Variants? ▭ | Eggs Bad? ⭔▭△♡▣ |

Your Nightmare 😈 | Check Up ⭔▭ △| Cat Got! ⭔⧖| Beards. ▭△▣⧖| Beards 2 △▣| Young Nox ▭ | Too Green Too Blue ⭔▭| Doomed Siblings ⭔△| Edgy Ahh Painting △ | Chokeslams aren't fun ⭔| Sera's Cooking ⭔| Sleeby Nate ▭| Mom's Approval | Mom's Approval 2 ⭔▭| The Man in Red 😈

| Scar Map △ | Cake Face △ | Her Friend ⭔▭ | Amon <3 ▣ | What Could've Been ⭔△| Animatic ⭔▭△♡▣ | Baby Pantomath ▭ | Slap on the Wrist ▭ | Half n' Half! ▭ 😈| Don't Sign. | Range of Vision ▭ |

Uncle Vincent △| Snorefest ▭♡▣ | Pantsuit <3 ♡| Parenthood ⭔▭ | Sonia's Bag △♡| Noxes ▭ | Pain Scale ▭△ | Kisses ⭔▭ | Hoemio and Juliet △♡ | In another Castle △♡| Bleached △ | Cool Asf △ | Misunderstandings ♡▣ | Monster ▭ | Beach Bro ▣ | Doomed (human) siblings ⭔△ | Quick Smoke △ | Shocking Rejection ♡⚡️ | Nate in Theory ▭| Not A Psycho △♡|

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I meant the city within the world of the comics. I don’t have a list for everything wrong with the trash fire that is that show.

I will still give you the list I do have, though

The Gotham Lazarus Pit leaks constantly into the groundwater of the city. Courtesy of Bane, the drug venom is also permeating most of it, along with Joker Venom and the same shape shifting cosmetic that turned the various Clayfaces into, well. Thomas Wayne may or may not have dumped psychoactive chemicals into the water as well.

The air is worse as on top of the lead, something that can actually also be said of the water, there is also joker gas, fear toxin, and bio-engineered plant pheromones and pollens designed to melt people in Gotham’s permanent smog lair, so if you breathe it you’ll have the worst high ever and then die as your lungs liquidate.

Both the water and air can have further problems depending on what Dr. Death and Ra’s al-Ghul have decided to use in their respective attacks recently, as well as those previously mentioned toxins increasing in concentration in the aftermath of an attack by any of the relevant villains

There are psychotropic attacks by Mad Hatter and Dr. Hugo Strange

There are psionic attacks by Dracula and the Court of Owls

The Court of Owls similarly are economically crippling the city, which only worsens the corruption problems and leaves Wayne Enterprises as the only reason people in the city can stay afloat.

Cultists among the Arkham staff sacrificed patients in order to open a hellmouth beneath the asylum. It was sealed by Jason Blood but still whispers to the patients and staff. There is also a madness hypersygil engraved into its architecture by its architect and founder, Amadeus Arkham.

The city is mystically influenced by the tomb of the malevolent warlock Doctor Gotham at the center of the city, blood curse on the land caused by the genocide of the tribe originally living there by the first colonizers, the starheart, the court of Owls again, and the separate demon cult founded by Dr. Simon Hurt, theoretically worshiping the dark god Barbatos as the Court of the Owls do, but in actuality communing with a fragment of Darkseid.

That blood curse is so potent it almost made The Spectre call down his full power as The Wrath of God on the city to destroy it and turn the survivors into salt

The Waynes are separately cursed by a witch named Annie, who was made scapegoat to the at-the-time town’s poor crop one year and avenged herself on the line of witch hunter Nathaniel Wayne who had ordered her burned and, while being correct about her being a witch, was wrong about her having any connection to the harvest.

A separate witch, Amity Arkham, also burned, cast a curse that only affects her descendants in the Silverlock family, allowing her to possess them in order to continuously burn the city generation by generation as the villain Calamity, until the last two generations was defeated by Batman and the first Robin and managed to take back control of her body with the help of her friend Mia Mizoguchi respectively.

Slaughter Swamp also resurrects corpses but is not a Lazarus Pit or Lazarus Pit adjacent.

Further confirmation New York City is irl Gotham

[stolenparticles]

theory abt stuff based on my second quantumania watch under the cut

okay, so, with this being my second time watching, i was able to focus on stuff i couldn't before. and one of those things was the interaction between cassie and kang while cassie's in the holding cell

there's something in the way he looks at her, when he turns his full attention to her, and talks about not experiencing time in a straight line. it kinda made me think of the doctor and river song, and i started to wonder: what if this kang has already met cassie, but cassie hasn't met nate (aka kang) yet?

it is also odd that he didn't seem to plan on actually killing her in the end--not until she actively got in his way and fought against him. and even when he did order modok to kill her, there was almost a hint of hesitation. now, i could have interpreted that wrong, but still. he didn't seem to plan on killing her after getting the power source back. no, instead, he was going to take her with him. almost like he didn't want to give her back. "she'll be fine without you," he said. this doesn't seem to suggest that he was going to kill her after that.

so what does that mean? i think, in a future movie or series, we're going to get nathaniel richards, aka young kang, showing up in the present time. i think he's going to help bring the young avengers together, maybe without cassie knowing that he's kang. after all, it's not insignificant that they had cassie and kang in a movie together--especially with cassie and nate's history in the comics. in fact, children's crusade almost seemed to hint that cassie's death is what finally set THAT nate on the path to becoming kang. cassie and nate liked each other a whole lot, and there's a lot of potential for interesting angst there in the movies

okay rant over kalsjdflkaj

[aswallowimprisoned]

Restless far from a Wine Dark sea - Stabbed - in 1713!

My merfolk are semi-immortal creatures, and Nathaniel is old enough to have been stabbed a couple of times at this point.

A night out with his pirate captain has gone awry, and Nathaniel finds himself a little more stabbed than is ideal. This one follows the last time the merman started drowning in his own blood (as alluded to in Fuckin oops).

For @medwhumpmay

Tw Punctured lung, old fashioned surgery, Dead Dove Jewish vampiric whumpee, cauterisation, alcohol, almost NSFW Spicey flirting, vampires, serious injury, fantasy drugs

This is not historically accurate

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Kim was surprised the captain and her merman had managed to make it back to the ship.

Leaning heavily on each other, it took a while for Kim to even recognise them. He and the first mate had swooped down to help them on board as soon as they had recognised the bloody figures. They had carried the Captain up into her quarters. The merman had required a significant amount of coaxing, which was resonable considering the last time he had been on the ship it was as their captive.  

As soon as he was on the ship, the merman wanted off it. And it turned out he had a knife sticking right out of his rib cage. 

“Stay away from me” Nathaniel murmured. His lips were stained red.

“Mate, if you pull that knife out of your chest without a backup plan you are going to bleed out pretty fast,” Kim took another step towards the merman, “You can barely undo your shoe laces.”

“Last time I was here you trapped me in a bathtub to sell me on the medicine market.”

“But you managed to escape, and now you are fucking the cap. Didn’t turn out too bad, right?” Kim reasoned with his usual flippancy, “Now, I just want to help you to not die a bloody mess on our deck.”

“Stretcher” the First Mate announced her presence, “ And the captain is going to be fine; she has a broken arm and is sleeping off the vampire bite. Apparently vampire venom is much more unpleasant than mer venom.”

“Hear that Nathaniel? The captain is all sorted out, and she will be very upset if you die before she wakes up…” Kim started moving closer to the merman.

“Careful kim. Injured wild animals and all.” The First Mate muttered.

“It’s ok Nathaniel,” Kim kept his voice soothing and steady, “You are the captain's man. We wouldn’t hurt you.”

Kim inched closer, before reaching out to grab the lapels of Nathaniel’s overcoat and half lifting the man off the bannister. Nathaniel gave a weak kick in response, but whether it was an attempt to help or hinder his passage to the stretcher was unclear.

Now he was lying down, Kim could hear just how laboured the merman’s breathing was. Nathaniel turned his head to cough again, and red splattered the canvas of the stretcher.

“We will take you to Doctor Max, and he will fix you up good as new.” Kim reassured, though he doubted the merman would last much longer, “Just stay with us a wee while.”

They carried him into the bowels of the ship, and Nathaniel closed his eyes as the sky was replaced with wooden panelling.

“Not…again…” 

-8888-

Max took one look at the blade in the merman's chest before starting to give orders.

“Kim, keep pressure on that stab wound, like that…” Max positioned Kim's hands with swift precision, “Sabrina, fire up the brazier.”

The merman stared sightlessly at the ceiling, blinking slowly as the pirates moved around him. Max took out his knives and bandages, placing them on the low table by Nathaniel’s head.

“How's that fire going Sabrina?” Max asked.

“Nearly there.” The First Mate pumped the bellows, and sparks flew brightly.

“Just get the dagger out of me. Please.” Nathaniel rasped.

“Not yet.” Max laid an apologetic hand on Nathaniel’s shoulder, “I can’t just pull it out. The blade is too deep, so I have to cauterise the wound or you will just keep bleeding.”

“Cauterise?”

“Burning the flesh to prevent bleeding.”

“Przyżegać.” Nathaniel breathed apprehensively, “O kurwa.”

Max grabbed a bottle of rum from the cupboard above his bed

“Drink this,” he held the bottle to the mermans lips, “it will help with the pain.”

He tipped some of the liquid into Nathaniel’s mouth, but the merman choked, the mouthful of fluid coming back up laced with red. 

“Try again?” he asked, and the merman nodded slightly. He managed five gulps before refusing the bottle.

“Kim, check the brazier.” Kim carefully took his hands away from Nathaniel's chest, and they came away slathered in crimson blood. Max took his place, properly examining the stab for the first time. Taking scissors, he cut away the shirt around the wound, and Nathaniel hissed in pain. The material of his shirt had got caught in the cut, which had fortunately stemmed much of the blood flow, but had also masked the extent of the injury. Max put his head to the mermans chest, and could hear the tell-tale gurgle of internal bleeding upon every breath the merman took. 

Max put a hand on Nathaniel's shoulder, and the merman tilted his face to look at him.

“You're not looking too good I am afraid,” His tone was solemn, “Now, I can take the blade out and try to cauterise the wound but your lung will most likely collapse, and it is going to be incredibly painful.” He took a deep breath, “Alternatively, I can give you last rites and more rum to dull the pain. We can also return your body to the sea if that is what you want.”

“Try,” Nathaniel’s voice was a rasp, “Please.”

 “Understood.”

Nathaniel stuck his wrist in his mouth, his face clearinging somewhat as he dulled the pain with his own venom.

“Ok, nearly ready.” Max gave the poker a last turn, “Sabrina, I need you to sit on his legs and put your full weight onto his hips to keep him from moving. Kim, you at his shoulders. I have a feeling he is going to be stronger than he looks.”

Kim held out the bite rag, but the merman turned his face away.

“You are going to want this mate. Keep you from damaging your vocal cords.”

Nathaniel’s breath hitched, and he coughed out a wad of blood.

“Sh'ma Yisrael Adonai Eloheinu Adonai Ecḥad” He whispered, then opened his mouth to accept the rag, carefully tucking it behind his fangs. Max’s eyebrow raised in surprise at the recitation of the Jewish prayer. 

Kim took a hold of his shoulders, effectively pinning the merman to the table, and Nathaniel’s breathing became erratic with anxiety as he was trapped beneath the weight of the two pirates. 

“Ready?”

Max pulled the knife out with a single movement, and Nathaniel tried to buck, screaming into the gag. Max worked swiftly, pulling the remainder of the mermans shirt out of the wound and dousing it in cheap rum.

With a sickening gurgle, Nathaniel passed out.

“Check his pulse Kim” Max ordered, focusing on cleaning the wound.

“He’s just unconscious, but, Max… he’s got gills.”

Max glanced over, and the merman had indeed sprouted gills on his right side. 

“Shit. His lung has collapsed” Max grabbed a thin metal tube from his small table, “Sabrina get off and drag him to the edge of the table. Kim, take the bite rag out to clear his airways.” Kim carefully extracted the blood splattered rag from Nathaniel’s slack lips, and the man coughed again, slowly drowning as his lungs filled with blood.

Max slammed the metal tube into his side, and blood spewed from the end, splattering onto the floor. It quickly reduced to only dribbles, and Nathaniel’s gills retracted as his lung reinflated. Max breathed a sigh of relief.

“Cool.” Kim breathed.

“Still need to cauterise the wound. Glad he has passed out cos this is going to hurt like a bitch...” 

8888

Nathaniel did not come round again until the final bandage had been wrapped around his midriff and Max had moved onto sewing up the ripped vampire bite on his shoulder. How the merman and the captain had got home Max had no idea.

The merman groaned as his eyes fluttered open.

“You’re still alive merbeast.”

Nathaniel flexed his fingers, before looking up to the ceiling and muttering a quick prayer, while Max finished his stitching and tied a quick knot.

“Can I have some more rum please?” Nathaniel asked, his voice husky. Max poured a mug of water, then added a shot of rum.

“Here.” Max propped him up a bit, and passed him the mug, “Grog. Water is important.” 

Nathaniel drank deeply, then rested the mug on his chest. 

“Where’s the captain?” 

“Kim took her to her quarters. She is just sleeping off the vampire bite.” Max resumed his checking over of the merman’s body. “Apparently it is not as much fun as mer venom. She was quite disappointed.” He gently probed Nathaniel’s wrist, “Why are you turning purple?”

Nathaniel looked down wearily.

“Too much blood loss. I need to go.” He tried to sit up, but his eyes went distant for a moment and he dropped back to the table.

“You are in no fit state to go anywhere. Take a nap, and we will sling you back in the sea as soon as you can sit up without passing out.”

Nathaniel panted for a few moments before replying.

“I need to… replace the blood… that I lost… so…” He took a deep breath and tried to still his shaking hands, “I need to go.” 

“Ok.” Max’s tone was considering, “Ok. Can I like, put some in a cup and give it to you? Or use a leech? Do you think you can wait till morning when the captain wakes up?”

“No, and no.” He was slurring a bit. The purple had advanced up to his elbow and was snaking across his torso. “And I need to go soon, because this is happening really fast.” There was a slight hiccup in his voice. Max had seen many men afraid to die. It seemed that centuries old sea monsters were no different in that regard.

The door to Max’s room opened quietly, and Kim popped his head round.

“Captain is settled. Sabriana’s keeping an eye on her,” He sidled into the room, “Good to see you awake already merbeast. I thought you were a goner there.”

Nathaniel screwed his eyes shut.

“Kim. Just in time.” Max wiped his bloody hands on a damp rag, “I was just about to give Nathaniel some blood, and would really like someone to make sure I don’t pass out.”

“What?! No! you can't do that Max!” Kim protested.

“Yeah, well,” Max cut him off, “He is going to die if I don’t, and I think I did a pretty good job stitching his lungs back into him, so it seems a shame for something small like starvation to kill him.” He threw the rag down, “Besides, he is good friends with the captain, and never killed her right?”

“Still no! You have got to look after the captain and him, and you can't do that when you are high as shit on mer venom.” Kim held his hand over his heart as if hurt, “And you know that getting high as shit on stupid things is my forte.” He gave Max a shit-eating grin, “Just tell me what to do.”

Max looked down at the sea monster on the table. He’d gone kind of floppy, and his expression was glazed over.

“Fine. But tell me what it feels like cos I want to record it.”

“Hey.” Max patted the merman’s cheek, “Wake up. You can bite Kim. What do we do?”

“Wrist, please.” Nathaniel rasped. Max manoeuvred Kim so that his wrist would be comfortably angled. 

“Ok. If Kim faints, I am calling this off though.”

“I understand. Venom is strong. Look out.” 

“Aww yiss.” Kim grinned like a teenage idiot, “I can handle strong merbeast. Bite away.” He pressed his wrist to Nathaniel’s mouth. The seamonster bit him.

“Ow.” Kim scowled, then his face brightened, “Actually, that feels pretty nice actually…really nice.” Kim sighed, “Kinda tingly, like being drunk, but only really fast, and everything is all warm and nice and mmmmm…” he trailed off to close his eyes with a dopey smile. 

“Sounds like it hit pretty fast.”

“You have no idea Maxie,” Kim hummed happily to himself, and Max watched him carefully. He wasn’t swaying, but the venom was clearly a euphoric… The sea monster's Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed, and Max wondered how fast the blood was actually being drained. He could hear a soft sucking noise, and the breath, stronger now, rushing against Kim’s skin. He shivered.

Kim however, was oblivious to the creepiness, and seemed to be quite enjoying himself.

“You still feeling alright Kim? No dizziness of feeling sick?”

“No sick, just yummy yummy dizziness” Kim grinned, “like all the best narchotics or whatever it is you educated people call them,” He looked down at the seamonster, “I can see why the captain likes fucking him. I would pay to be in his mouth too…”

Max’s eyes flew wide open, and he glanced down to see the mermans reaction. There was none. Not that Max should really be worried about homophobic judgement from a literally inhuman monster. 

“Kim, don’t say that.” He grimaced. 

“Sorry sweeeety” Kim gave a flirtatious grin, “You are still my beau.” He leaned forward and planted a sloppy kiss on the corner of Max’s mouth. 

Nathaniel finally moved, eyes opening to glowing cerulean slits as he unhooked his teeth from Kim’s wrist.

“Thank you.” He murmured, and his head lolled sideways as he fell asleep.

“Thank YOU mate. That was awesome, "Kim slurred. 

Max pulled him away from the merman, manoeuvring him onto the bed behind them. 

“Sit” he ordered.

“Mmm doctor roleplay. My favourite.”

Max ignored him, pulling his arm up to the light. The bite marks were gone, the slightest smear of red the only sign that he had ever been bitten. That healing saliva was something else. He placed his fingers over Kim’s wrist, checking his pulse. Normal. Normal that is till Kim wound his other hand round to grab Max’s ass. Then it jumped right up.

“Anything else you want to examine, doctor” He drawled.

Max pushed him away lightly.

“I forgot that excessive hornyness is a side effect of mer venom” Max stepped back, 

“Maybe saving the life of a sea monster is just the thing that really gets me going.” Kim grinned. Max shook his head ruefully, and took off his blood spattered apron. Behind him he heard the clank of Kim undoing his belt. 

“You should record that that venom is making it very uncomfortable to keep these trousers on. I think your patient should take his pants off.”

Max lifted Nathaniel's wrist, checking his pulse to make very sure the merman was asleep. Sure enough, it was slow, but stronger than before, and lilac had ceased its crawl across his torso. But most importantly, not about to wake up any time soon. He downed a swig of rum.

“Uncomfortable you say? Well, as the ship's doctor, I will have to see what I can do about that…”

[nightguide]

one of two things i like Eccleston hates and Bowie makes you the dajjal of England (enemy of the state)

you don't know well how much you lost in an argument that even now you get threatened by a picture that even Bowie himself says 'this guy was my funeral, ikhlaas be spared' an dead ass ur enjoying the Qiyamat like this man is too hard to say that 'good looking or not, i declare war on your penis' and he straight away made women rethink their 'husband goals'

whatever you know about Bowie, admit it. Goblin king or not, you may have heard that even Jennifer Connelly has still not made it out of Labrinth out in 2024, still the bitch thinks it's okay to face the cheat code of death situation next to now a dajjal di muckhh di ruksha situation well and you knew why i speak bits of pashto very well (learned it from a friend) with now a Ruby Sunday (she hates the bitch as well as you do) which is why now Ncuti Gatwa (84) is openly giving way now to whatever the hell happened with Rogue is now duly noted with the bullied kid syndrome with Eccleston's ideaology is to kill your bullies cuz racism or not, Jennifer Connelly exists to end and begin Declan Donnelly's legacy (Ant&Dec TV presenters in the UK to begin a video gaming legacy with a TV show complex which ends with a social controversy now routing to whatever happened with Wonder Woman (why David Tennant is lying on Doctor Who via Toymaker)

Pluto in astrology is prevalent to Evan Nathaniel Grimm's research way about his work now aligned with Hugh Laurie's work on House (massive fan) now making me a Doctor in real life (messing with a corpse hybrid is knowing his lack of sarcasm is complete truancy of his daughter off-shore elsewhere on a real life version of Doctor Who if anything you knew about Disney was her all along (me on nightguide is now conspiracy software for SHADA (introverted language protecting Pluto now Earth) is given to Bowie dying is Eccleston himself making clarity alike the true Queen of England (no known sense to language is hybrid barrier to why he was not knighted but known a hero in real time via a woman who knew how to properly access the works of fiction through God treasury (intuition influence) is her own country barren to her own heart making her the worst heart existing to mankind if you knew Raven (DC) lore too well, then you knew how she would have had it too bad that even her mother did not see her true known to what you know about darkness (how the Earth dies is bees)

Bowie's labrinth extends to Ruby Sunday carrying it on through Lulubelle (baby born out of Sutekh's rule is not even allowed to be in fiction for children on TV is allowed to show the orphanage Raven adopts with the 11th Doctor to prevail her father's armour (father relevant to being human to now mother Trigon equivalent to real life heartbreak for the cast of Doctor Who to show up about the world at break via Ruby Sunday being alive and seen by the Queen of England about town (it's not Charles III who's King anymore and the monarchy is playing dungeons and dragons to befit the world through campaign leadership against Bowie before Lightmare (human fish) finds out that she can rule the country to end the game now if they see fit to find a regular argument to equate the country as legal countrymen of order by coastal rules than social rules (England becomes known for being a marketplace than a city of guilded islands (of the commonwealth)

Jennifer Connelly has a point to dip out of the movie complexity now known why she cannot handle having Jareth being King in the first place which is why the Goblin King lets the loser play the hard way (sharp return on Doctor Who to end Heavens gate as a prevalent metaphor from Jeff Buckley (Who Jareth really is)