#and the Doctor with the bouquet
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dwrogue · 4 months ago
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Some promo pictures I haven't seen as often as the others - from "Rogue" | Disney Plus Press ("A mysterious bounty hunter, Rogue, is about to change the Doctor’s life forever when he and Ruby arrive at an 1813 ball.")
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lisharchivez · 1 month ago
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Bouquet Of Ballpoint Pens[Daily]❄️ chat with Zayne : all possible outcomes
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Zayne's Affinity should be at least 50 ,over 50 is preferable . And then it will show up in your feed sooner or later after enough time has passed .
this is evident based on the following account which wasn't Zayne focused nor there was an active attempt of getting achievements related to him. Yet the chat appeared after his affinity reached 50+
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Curious about other posts and chats outcomes from zayne ,sylus and others ? Checks more in my pinned.
The End ;)
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screamingfromuz · 4 months ago
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Me landing myself in the hospital again and talking to the nurses about my medical condition using various medical term.
The nurses: Are you a medical student?
Me: nope, just chronic illness
The nurses: yeah, that sounds about right
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edelwoodsouls · 5 months ago
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can’t believe they reinvented captain jack and somehow made him gayer
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jeremiahofphilo · 5 months ago
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"It should be around here somewhere..." It wasn't often Greyson found himself on this side of Linkon. There were probably 20 other florist shops closer to Akso, but when he'd been chatting up Dr. Zayne's Hunter friend about getting the poor man some plants for that contemporary jail cell he called an office, she immediately scrawled an address on the back of his card.
'The guy there, Jeremiah. He'll definitely take care of you.' She'd said it like Greyson had never seen a plant before. Like his office didn't already have several thriving ones that he maybe couldn't name but that was fine they were green that's all that mattered.
When he finally spots the sign, it's all too obvious. Flowers lining the street and giant windows brimming with colourful splashes of vegetation, it was like a living art studio. The humidity hits him with force the moment he opens the door, lungs a little tighter from the heat and moisture, but the smell of the soil and peat moss are an immediate memory of home.
"Um, hello?" He calls. Not seeing anyone at the counter, he starts to browse, left to his own devices he'd probably pick a fine plant. How hard could it be to give a living thing to a man he greatly admired who barely remembered to sleep some days. Surely not that hard at all. Right?
@drgreysonmd
Jeremiah returns from the back of the store after hearing the door chime, handheld still pressed to his ear as he carries a few heavy, somewhat awkward bags of leca pearls to restock the 'gardening' aisle of the shop.
Briefly he greets the man in his shop with a nod and wraps up his order with a fellow seller, setting the phone down in its spot at the desk at the back of the store.
"Hey sir, welcome! Let me know if I can help you find anything." He greets, warm as ever albeit a little out of breath from the business of the day.
"Are we looking for flowers for a lady or just browsing today?"
He had to ask. Even with just his quick glance, noting the way the man was dressed, and the way he carried himself, there had to be a lady. Men like him didn't just waltz until flower shops. There was always a lady.
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lorepossum · 4 months ago
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That feel when you accidentally trigger two 8 Heart Cutscenes in a day…
Sorry gang I’ve got a busy schedule today, Elliot’s publicly reading the book he’s dedicating to me at 1 and Abby wants to see me in her room after 8 pm for some reason, haha! This’ll be fine!
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sovamurka · 1 year ago
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Altan Dagbaev's backstory
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Bubble Comics will release this spin-off comic book about the origins of Altan Dagbaev, our longtime favourite Plague Doctor character that we miss very much and hope to see again very soon ✨
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darkkitty1208 · 1 year ago
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Entry for day 19 of Whumptober 2023, prompt no. 19: Floral Bouquet.
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Doctor Strange (Movies) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Stephen Strange Additional Tags: Flowers, Canonical Character Death, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Past Character Death, Short, Ficlet, Mentioned Donna Strange, Implied/Referenced Grief/Mourning Series: Part 17 of Whumptober 2023 Summary:
Stephen buys a bouquet of magnolias. 
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garden-of-flags · 1 month ago
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photophobia flag compilation
photophobia: an abnormal/increased sensitivity to or intolerance of light which can cause extreme discomfort or pain. it has many causes including (but not limited to): neurological disorders, eye conditions, and certain medications.
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april 28, 2024: flag created by @noxwithoutstars (link here)
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[ ID: a flag with six even horizontal stripes, in order they are: muted red-brown, muted orange, muted yellow-orange, muted yellow, muted yellow-green, and muted green. in the center of the flag is a blue eye symbol with four black corners in a square around it. /End ID ]
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july 24, 2024: flag by @julietianboy (link here)
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[ ID: a flag with three horizontal stripes, with the center stripe being much thinner. in order they are: pastel black, muted yellow, and pastel black. /End ID ]
color meanings:
black represents darkness (where people with photophobia may be more comfortable; the thin yellow stripe represents how even a little light can cause discomfort
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july 30, 2024: flag by @spaghettimakesflags (link here)
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[ ID: a flag with four even horizontal stripes, in order they are: dark grey, medium dark grey, medium grey, and medium light grey. in the center of the flag are two black squiggles. /End ID ]
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[ ID: a flag with four even horizontal stripes, in order they are: dark grey, medium dark grey, medium grey, and medium light grey. /End ID ]
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softdandelions · 2 years ago
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this is the emoji tentoo’s got saved next to rose’s name in her contact (his pink and yellow ‘flower’). ✨💐
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socks-wizard-money-gang · 5 months ago
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MORE!!!!!! BRIGHT!!!!! COLORS!!!!!! NOW!!!!
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kennethstarlight · 7 months ago
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More practice :33
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I feel like it's still quite messy and I could give it more details to make the character pop in the drawing. But I think this is good enough :3
(I'm really having fun doing this :3)
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softquietsteadylove · 2 years ago
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How about soft Thenamesh and the language of flowers? I think there is a potential for a great little story with them and flowers and their own special meaning :)
You can choose the AU!
Rose colours all have different meanings in the world of flower symbolism. Many of them overlap, such as yellow roses, which can express both friendship, but also the beginnings of developing feelings. White roses express a purity of feelings and honest intentions. Pink roses express friendship, while red roses express the most classic form of romantic love.
The hospital is often full of them, for various people and purposes. But today especially, there are roses positively everywhere.
Gil has been giving them out all day.
It essentially all started with his first call of the day. He picked up a woman who had called her own ambulance, having gone into early labour while she was out alone.
The poor woman was rightfully distressed, for her child, herself, the fact that her partner wasn't anywhere near enough to be there if she suddenly gave birth. Gil was still the best one to comfort her, but he couldn't help but feel for the woman alone in OB waiting to be moved to a room.
So, he had gone out and gotten her flowers on his break. Lovely yellow roses with baby's breath in them, for the new beginning about to take place in her life. The woman was moved to tears (and her partner, who did in fact make it in time, was also touched).
He had just gotten the one bouquet, but then he heard another woman giving birth admiring them. Then another--a young lady not even out of her teens. And of course, who was Gil to leave a poor girl wanting?
Now, it seems he has bought out an entire florist's supply of roses and is giving them away by the handful. First was every woman in OB who could stand the pollen. Then there were a few patients in the NICU who had also heard of the handsome paramedic giving out roses to anyone who asked.
Then the nurses asked about it, and Gil believes very strongly in the unsung heroes of medicine--the nurses, the medical assistants, scrub techs, peri-op assistants, even paramedics like himself. So any time someone asked what the flowers were for, he would hand one over with a grin and say they were just to improve people's day.
It's very Gilgamesh--it's very sweet and amazingly thoughtful.
"How does he still have flowers to give out?"
Ajak looks up from her charts. She eyes the vase of a few pink and white roses left by one Mister Gilgamesh himself, and then at the attending head of ER. "I guess so."
"Hm," Thena murmurs to herself as she flips through her own charts. She's leaning against the counter with her back to Ajak.
Ajak puts down her work, leaning back in her chair. Thena might be facing away from her, but she can read all of her kids from a mile away. "It's sweet, isn't it?"
"Of course it is," Thena murmurs with her eyes on her work. "It's Gilgamesh."
"Well, not just that," Ajak probes further, but not without caution. She's pretty sure she's got an idea of how Thena is feeling, but that doesn't mean she's out to provoke the doctor. "You heard how it started out, right?"
"Yes, a woman in early labour, wasn't it?" Thena turns, leaning on her elbows on the counter and toying with her stethoscope. "I heard she and her partner were very thankful for the kind gesture."
"Hm," Ajak replies in Thena's usual way. "I haven't seen him since earlier today."
"He and Kingo got called on a few more runs." Thena sets down her tablet and runs her finger along the edge of the case. "I haven't seen him since this morning, though."
Ajak raises her brows. It's a plain enough statement, but she can hear the slight edge to that tone--the frustration in it. Obviously he's been in and around the hospital, with the amount of floral evidence there is. Ajak tilts her head, "no?"
Thena purses her lips and shakes her head, the way one would when they think nothing of something. Or maybe when they think quite a lot about something but don't want anyone to know.
Ajak gives Thena one more chance to simply come out and say what she's thinking. But unsurprisingly, she has to drag it out of her. "If you want one, I'm sure-"
"They're for patients, Ajak," Thena responds a little too quickly. "Patients and nurses like you, who keep things running. And I'm not sure it's even a good idea for him to be handing out flowers to everyone who asks."
Ajak just nods. Thena does not wear jealousy well.
"Man, that last run took forever!"
Thena and Ajak both look over as Kingo - very loudly - announces their arrival back in the hospital. He has their equipment bags over his shoulder for inventory check. "Not bad, though?"
"No, just long," he sighs. "It was mostly making sure everyone was good on the scene. Things cleaned up well, but someone drove at a snail's pace all day."
"Sorry, sorry!" Ajak leans out of her seat to see Gilgamesh walking up the hall behind his partner.
She smiles, "precious cargo?"
"Very!" he beams.
"What was-" Thena blinks, in the middle of standing from helping Kingo unpack the supplies. She finds herself presented with a bursting full bouquet of red roses. Her hands come up reflexively, her fingers flirting with his in the transfer.
Kingo rolls his eyes and whispers to Ajak, "he's been driving around with them in water until he could give them to her."
"It's sweet," Ajak coos.
"Th-Thank you," Thena mutters out, still stunned. They're even wrapped nicely in sparkly white paper. She looks up at Gil, who's still grinning from ear to ear. "What are these for?"
Gil is the one surprised now. He looks at Ajak, who's smirking at him.
"She was starting to think you forgot her," the nurse supplies, much to Thena's horror.
"Ajak!" Thena hisses at her, although focuses on Gil again when he leans closer to her. Her breath gets caught high up in her chest.
"Forget my Thena?" Gil actually laughs at the thought, leaning over the bulk of the bouquet between them so he can get closer to her. "Never."
Thena can only hear the rustling of the bouquet and the pounding of her heart. Gil leans in to give her a light kiss, right on the line between her lips and her cheek. "Hm."
"I'll get the bus cleaned out for the next guys and meet you in the break room with lunch?" he asks over his shoulder. She nods at him and he winks back at her.
Ajak keeps her smugness to herself, letting Thena bury her nose - and her pink cheeks - in the bountiful bouquet.
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jeremiahofphilo · 4 months ago
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3 weeks.
It had been 3 weeks since Greyson had last stood outside this shop front, admiring the rich display of colourful florals, swearing to himself he'd never return.
And yet here he was.
It's not that he needed another plant per-say, his office had a few now, and his home had plenty. His little nerve plant was doing well, and while Zayne had expressed his gratitude and curiosity at the strange little vein-like leaves, Greyson could sense he was more confused by the gesture than anything else.
Back to square one on that front, I guess.
So why the hell was he even back at Philo? It's not like there weren't 20 other florist shops and nurseries between Akso and here, all with plenty of greenery and flowers to satiate whatever desire his brain had cooked up. Sure, maybe there were a few things he'd seen here last time that he wanted a second look at. Yv had really liked the little kaychain for his spare office key- maybe his sister would like one, too?
Or maybe it was the friendly service of the owner, as helpful as he was handsome good-humored, that has drawn him back despite the touch of embarrassment he had to swallow last time he stepped through these doors.
Quietly entering this time, he's grateful for the empty front desk. At least he can workshop a better excuse in the meantime.
@drgreysonmd
When he hears the door chime, he is staring intently at a streaming feed up on his mobile device behind the front desk, monitoring a wanderer attack on the other side of Linkon.
"Welcome to Philo!" He calls out without looking up quickly, but as soon as he does, he immediately straightens and smiles in a friendlier greeting, recognizing the patron.
In the weeks that took up space between meeting the flustered man, a few things had lingered in Jeremiah's mind, but only as a fleeting thought to wonder how things worked out. The other, now that he was thinking about it, was how well dressed this man was, and how striking his eyes were. That's all, though.
"Well, what have we here?" He asks, hoping to come off as warm and engaging. "I was wondering how things were faring for you. How did your plant gift work out for you?"
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shloodles · 2 years ago
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ID: a 3 panel comic depicting two original characters from the interior of a ship's cabin. 1) laeros, a youngish middle-aged person of average build wearing small circle glasses, coat, cravat, and apron. they have sparse stubble, a scar on their chin, and curly hair in a bun. they're looking down at a piece of folded paper they're cutting with scissors. on the far wall is a shelf with bottles, a closed door, and a cartoon anatomical skeleton etching. through the wall comes a "THUMP THUMP THUMP." 2) a sailor slamming the door open with a "BAM." he's a stubbly man with a bandana and square cut shirt. he's yelling "DOCTOR! I- !" with a determined expression and holding a dripping wet paper bouquet overflowing with crabs and seaweed. laeros, with an unamused expression and without turning around says, "you already know the answer, chiggs." 3) the sailor, chiggs, frowns, arms slumping, bouquet drooping onto the floor. still without turning around laeros says, "now if you'll please leave me to my very important work." they have stretched out the final product of their snipping efforts between both hands: a paper people chain. end ID
more hawksail shenanigans: rejection on the high seas
laeros is @enchanticleer 's
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librarianoftheclayr · 1 year ago
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had a p great time this weekend 😊😊😊
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