#askborrowermedic

[tinystrawberryshifter]

Lil dude came out of retirement for this.

[tinystrawberryshifter]

I was askborrowermedic back in the ol' days ....

does anyone who joined tumblr circa 2012ish remember pocket!aus. there was a pocket!au for like, every single fandom in existence. like it was a super super common fan trope and now I just never see it anywhere

context: pocket!aus are aus where a character is small enough to fit in a pocket, i.e. a tiny. this was a thing outside g/t circles, like obviously I had sizey mutuals into it, but it was very popular with people who weren’t otherwise into g/t. you’d refer to them as pocket!Character vs the term ‘tiny’, and there were plenty of askblogs themed around the concept.

it’s just super super interesting to me that for a brief period gt’ing your faves was a trend to people who didn’t otherwise know who g/t was. i miss it tbh

[askfireballmechanic]

round two of other peoples’ muses!! we got a whole rainbow goin on this time!

hope i’m doing right by y’all with these doodles btw, i know i’m a little rusty when it comes to drawing other people’s ocs B’)

this round features @askdoodlesthemedic , @tf2-asktheagent , @ask-prettyboyscout , @ask-pocket-heals , @avianassistants , and @askborrowermedic !

[ask-pocket-pyro]

[snarkysupercomputer]

@askborrowermedic

By some miracle, breaking the pill open and swallowing the chip inside it managed to get Patches the desired result. Well, if piercing pain in his head was the desired result.

ACCESSING NEURAL MEMORY…

ACCESSING MUSCLE MEMORY…

CALIBRATION COMPLETE.

The pain stopped and the Squip materialized in front of Patches. The only thing was, it materialized at its default height. It was actually a bit... surprised when it looked down and saw its user. Might need to make some adjustments. Intimidating him by towering over him probably wasn’t the best way to get results.

[icangiveyouanything]

"You want to put me in what-"

“A ring. Imagine a ring with a glass bubble on top. I suppose it would serve as a healing charm as well, given your nature.”

[guestsinhisworld]

He can't really make a valentine or buy Host chocolates so the next best thing was a surprise glomp on his head with a nice smooch on Host's forehead.

The word ‘surprise’ was debatable, but that was probably for the best so he didn’t completely jump out of his skin when something spontaneously landed on his head.

“The Host wishes Patches a happy Valentine’s Day,” he said, a smile creeping onto his face.

[pushspacetocontinue]

Wait why is Russell's pant leg being tugged?... Oh. It's just Patches holding up a cookie.

“Huh?” Russell isn’t necessarily startled by the unexpected feeling, just confused. 

He think that perhaps Misty had found a stray thread and was playing with it. He looks down.

“Oh, hey, Patches, good to see you,” he says, before he sees the cookie, “Oh. Is that for me?” 

While Patches seems to be holding it up for him to take, he still wants to make sure. 

[theshiftingworkshop]

Now that we're breaking the fourth wall- Someone might of been organizing stuff nicely and Bumper has a small catnip toy now. Wonder where that came from?

Wonder I do indeed…..

[seerchild-archive-blog]

"Are you sure you're okay?"

To say he was even ‘okay’ was a stretch, the boy had been walking with wide eyes since Patches had seen him again. He was wide awake, and seemingly paranoid of something, or at least bothered or disturbed. His hair was tied in total knots and frizzing out like crazy. Yet looked tired, no... exhausted, the stress of a war-torn soldier hung on his face.

Luca had hardly even heard himself say he was okay to Patches, so when the question was brought up again, he perked awake from his trance, and realised what he was even asking him.

are you okay? are you okay? are you okay?... 

that question echoed through his mind for what felt like several minutes to Luca, but in reality was only maybe three seconds to Patches.

Luca looked down at the small doctor, and took a shivering breath, holding his hands close to his heart for vague comfort.

“No...” he admitted, closing his eyes. He didn’t CRY, but a couple stray tears rolled down his face.

“No I’m not...”

[auntie-charmallow]

The Scary Medic

Wiggly walked cautiously through the grounds of the RED base she knew this place was dangerous all sorts of deadly assassins live round here she heard of them one that made her blood run cold was called the Medic if she remembered that right what is heard was they were crazy doctors that like to experiment on others some don't survive this others that do are not the same afterwards So when she saw movement in the corner of her eye she started to shake her heart beating fast as she quicken her pace only to trip up and fall down hard on the ground a pain shot through her nose touching it made it worse she whimpered her nose was broke it couldn't get worse she thought until she saw the figure froze before her her blood ran cold @askborrowermedic

[redbritishsniper]

💉

Natasha said nothing as she tended to her broken nose. It was bleeding profoundly.

[ask-pocket-pyro]

@askborrowermedic [And thus Patches’ bed burned down. rip.]

[strawbunny-slime]

"How do you feel about borrowers?"

The slime-rabbit offers a polite wave as you step into the room, leaning over their desk a bit to make sure they can see you as you approach - and, of course, to make sure they can hear you as you ask your question. You’re met with a cheerful giggle before anything else - an encouraging first reaction - and after taking a second to adjust their collar, Sweetheart offers an easy reply.

Borrowers? Love ‘em, darl! Can’t get enough of ‘em, really. We’ve got a lot of borrowers living here in Sugar City - and at varying sizes, too! Some of ‘em wanted to integrate with the rest of the Downtown populace, some of ‘em wanted to stick to smaller sizes and keep borrowing. We’ve had a couple of confident ones that wanted to be smaller than usual borrowers and live in Central district houses - so their day-to-day borrowing is more of a challenge than usual!

And as for why they’re called borrowers, they cheerfully explain, It’s not like anyone here in Sugar City owns anything that can’t easily be replaced, right? Borrowers never take anything important - paper clips and string and flowers and crumbs of food now and again, never anything irreplaceable - soooo~ I see no reason why their borrowing should go impeded!

...There’s actually this one cute mixed-size couple that moved in a week ago. Blonde borrower girl that’s like...an eighth of an inch tall or something, cute boyfriend...REALLY blushy around him! Wonder what’s up with them...

The slime-rabbit continues talking in the background, but your question has been answered remarkably quickly, so you turn to leave - and for the briefest of moments, you catch a glimpse of someone darting out of sight behind one of the novelty plates on the shelves in the office. Seems borrowers really are safe here!

[icangiveyouanything]

⇅

If you listened closely, you could hear the sound of Dark screaming in unfettered rage. It wasn’t as loud or earth-shaking as it normally was, but the raw anger was palpable.

He was glitching like crazy, reds and blues and a rainbow of other test pattern-esque colors separating from him. It was both from how pissed off he was and the fact that a six inch body was a terrible vessel for him while still in possession of his power. A human-sized body had been unstable, this was ridiculous.

[intoxicated-medicine]

👔 Josef

Yo have this sketchy-ass doodle of dapper Josef, may clean it up later