#david kidney

[waltricia]

Oz Perkins as

David Kidney 💖

[mantis-a-shrimp]

Y'all are SLEEPING on my man, my blorbo, David Kidney

[thetrinitytest]

if ianto jones (NOT gareth david-lloyd. actual ianto jones) walked through your door and said he wasnt dead and he needed a kidney and you were the only match what would you do

i am holding his face in my hands, kissing that man on the forehead, and asking him if he wants the left or right one

[cipher-fresh]

I have a gripe with people saying “What do you mean David overshadowed Ncuti, his performance was so good and he stole the show!”

I do agree with the people talking about how good Ncuti’s performance was, but I think they’re missing the point. It’s about the principle of Ncuti getting his introduction to himself. It’s not about Ncuti’s performance but the fact RTD chose to write Ncuti having to share his screentime with his predecessor during regeneration when no other Doctor has had to do that for their introduction.

[cassiana-on-dark-side]

I did it...I got them!

[hiiisorryimlate]

What's your type?

Blonde or brunnete? Funny or mysterious?

No.

I'm in love with the friendship between a skinny man in a box and a sarcastic red head.

[hannahbananawadders]

Remember your kidneys 🫶🫶🫶 Would I Lie To You Series 14 episode 3

[sleuthy-scientist]

La Famiglia è per Sempre Chapter 1

Summary: David Rossi finds out he might be dying. Afraid of the reality of his situation, he tries to rely on the people around him for support. His new reality makes him question the meaning in his life. Along the way he discovers the truth about family.

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The Doctors said he was lucky they caught it when they did, considering the common early detection signs and symptoms for his condition hadn't occured. Luck had nothing to really do with it, Emily had been the one to convince him to get tested. First goading him to try and prove her wrong. And when that tactic didn't work, guilt tripping him with full on puppy dog eyes pleading, for her sake and peace of mind.

They told him that he had Polycystic kidney disease (PKD), Autosomal dominant polycystic kidney disease (ADPKD) to be exact. That his condition is a genetic disorder that causes cysts to grow in the kidneys, where they can disrupt functioning.

His high blood pressure had been noted in his charts by his regular physician with the suspected underlying cause of the stress due to a combination of his job and age. Yet unfortunately because of this slight oversight with his hypertension, his condition had progressed to the beginning stages of kidney failure.

Dave knew this immediately spelled desk duty for him. That his time as a field was done and his agent status may soon to have effectively come to an end. He had always assumed he would have retired this time due and work related injury or died a noble death on the job. It pained him knowing this could be the beginning of the end for him and his career.

The doctors with his input immediately came up with a plan of action. They decided to start him on medications and dialysis once a week, hoping that would be sufficient. That within a few weeks they would reevaluate, having a clearer picture and better handle on the needs and limitations of his condition.

With an actual diagnosis and regular treatment plan in place, Dave knew he wouldn't be able to hide it from the team for long. Especially with his treatment starting in two days. He knew he needed to start to get the priorities of his life in order, if he hoped to have any life left to live. His other priority was Joy and his BAU family. Until he had more news he didn't want to worry his daughter with his medical condition. That left the individuals who had already seen him at his worst, the ones who shared his everyday life. The people who he was responsible for, who he wanted to rely on him and be able to always support. Not the other way around, but he knew that may no longer be his decision. He couldn't lie or decide to up and leave them with no explanation. In their line of work they lost too many people and were left with to many regrets. He knew they would never forgive him if he kept this a secret. If he chose to disappear and slowly die on his own without them, out of pride or fear.

David Rossi was a lot of things, but he wasn't stupid, he knew he needed their support if he had any hopes of beating this thing. So he invited them over, for what might be the last team dinner he hosted for awhile. He wanted to have one more meal as a family with some semblance or sense of normalcy, knowing his news could wait until after dessert to be announced.

Everyone had been shocked and rendered momentarily speechless, worried for him upon learning of the life altering news he received. No one expected the nerve wracked Reid to be the first one to find words to fill the silence that had overtaken the room.

With his diagnosis, Spencer informed them all that typically his disease was caught a decade of two earlier and managed through diet, excercise and medication. That it had a fairly decent outcome and life expectancy if he followed the treatment plan.

He spouted off some other statistics most instantly forgot, too distracted by their own thoughts and feelings on the matter. But they still understood the gist of the genius's intended spiel. He was just as worried and distraught as the rest of them, try to make sense of the information they learned. But most of all afraid of the possibility of losing a piece of their family.

Once Reid finished speaking, he couldn't hold off the tears he had been trying to keep at bay. No one in the room was completely dry eyed as they all tried to digest the news. Slowly they all began to ask clarifying questions of the man of the hour about his condition and next steps going forward.

Hours later, Emily had been the last to leave, only showing the depth of her true emotions to him. Dave held onto her a little longer than usual, needing her strength, afraid to let go knowing he couldn't stop whatever came next for him. That this wasn't some nightmare he could simply wake up from.

As their embrace broke, he asked her what made her force him to get tested. He was hoping she would say something profound and wise, that would resonate with in him, and help him make sense of things.

Yet, she simply told him, it was a gut feeling she had, especially with his abnormal headaches as of late. That to her, something about him just seemed off, that he didn't seem himself with his usual laser sharp level of focus and observation. She couldn't explain it beyond that, beside knowing she needed him to be okay.

While her words hadn't provided him the type of clarification he had secretly and niavely hoping for, nor could she fix the predicament he found himself in, what she said provided another form of relief from his pain.

He wasn't surprised she of all people had noticed, Emily was the best profiler he had ever had the pleasure of working with. With her extreme empathy and gut instincts, she had always been the one looking out and supporting others, making sure they were ok. She had always been the first person to notice something was wrong and to begin trying to make it right.

He was just glad to have someone who obviously cared that deeply for his well-being in his life. For her sake and the team's, he wanted to bravely fight until he ran out of options. He hadn't given up against an enemy before, he wasn't about to start now.

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[lucindarobinsonvevo]

tried to write a post explaining, in very basic terms, my neighbours fallout/post apocalypse au. and i sound like ive lost my mind. fic might be cancelled 😭

[wstrnred]

(in tears) dhmu

[facts-i-just-made-up]

I’m not great with my social skills, but isn’t it generally considered bad etiquette to not inform the public when one has an evil twin/clone?

I watched David Cronenberg's Dead Ringers before my kidney stone surgery. I'm a complete fucking idiot like that.

[transneilyoung]

david crosby and graham nash - definitely fucked definitely in love with each other in some way

neil young and stephen stills - didn't fuck but that isn't needed for the toxic yaoi to be real

robbie robertson and levon helm - this was real as hell

anything including bob dylan - obviously real

peter tork and mike nesmith - didn't fuck but should've

paul mccartney and john lennon - acknowledge as real on some level while deriving no pleasure from it

paul simon and art garfunkel - i would bet both my kidneys on it

[iamhereonlytobeanunstableshipper]

Ok but hear me out.... A Husk solo song for s2 where half the song was sang in a gloomier tone by Husk in the present, singing abt what he lost, his past mistakes, his deal with Alastor, (maybe abt Angel too); and the other half of the song was sang by past Husk as an Overlord in a Dr Faciler's 'I've got friends on the other side' fashion.

Yknow. A song that encapsulates both how he misses his past and how much it haunts him.

(Plus hot Overlord Husk vilian song with Keith motherfucking David's voice)

PLEASE. I AM BEGGING VIVIENNE I HAVE LIKE 20 BUCKS AND TWO KIDNEYS PLEASE PLEASE GIVE ME THIS

[lostbetweenvampiresandmusic]

Please please write the David hair dyeing fic, I will give you my kidney and all of my life savings(8.37 not to brag)

I mean, I would have written it for a like and a reblog, but if you're offering ;) Also, please please please read this one from @luv4fandoms - it's really cute, and I love it! I hope you like this!

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A soft sigh escaped me as I felt my arms start to ache. Yesterday, I had the brilliant plan of dying my hair - I felt it was a time for a change. A big one - I wanted to go red. The packages I'd bought seemed to promise a bright firetruck red. I only figured that out when I had already put the paint in half my hair, and now I was hoping that it would just look good. I continued putting the dye in the other half of my hair when the bathroom door opened, and my longtime boyfriend walked in.

"Red?"

"Is it too much? I thought I'd like it but I don't know - it seems too bright, you know?" I looked at David through the mirror, guessing that I was looking at him. David took my arm, so I looked at him and he could study both my face and the colour. He smiled.

"It will look good."

"Good." I sighed, ready to paint the final strands of hair. Before I could grab the bottle with dye, however, David had already grabbed it. "I'll finish for you. Let your arms rest for a while."

"Thanks," I sat back, enjoying the feeling of his fingers massaging the dye in my hair.

"On one condition."

"What?"

"You dye mine too."

"Wait, you dye your hair?"

"You thought I was this blond?"

"Yeah?"

"How did you think my hair got the way it is?" He motioned at his mullet, causing me to giggle.

"I always figured it was a mishap, and you ate the one responsible?"

"Fucking fried my hair."

"Shit."

"Yeah. Never let the boys touch your hair, kitten. Never."

"So, you want me to dye your hair? You trust me with that?"

"You," he put the bottle with dye away, setting a timer for 35 minutes, " want me to look good. The boys absolutely don't give a fuck and like to mess around."

I grinned, motioning for him to sit on the chair in the bathroom. "Alright," I kissed his cheek, "I'd love to dye your hair."

An hour later, I was in the shower removing the dye from my hair, while David was doing the same, leaning over the sink.

"This ain't working," he grumbled, and before I knew it, he was standing next to me in the shower, his hands moving through my hair as the water turned a dark red.

"It's like the opening scene of Carrie," I giggled, looking at it, moving so he had more water and could wash the bleach out of his hair. It didn't take long before the water ran clear. With a content sigh, I leaned against David, enjoying both his comfort and the warmth from the shower.

"We can't stay in the shower forever, kitten." David turned the shower off, ignoring my protest, before quickly wrapping me in a towel and practically throwing me on the bed. I couldn't help but laugh, drying off quickly and getting into some pyjamas. "So, how about I order some food, you eat the delivery guy, and then we watch a movie?"

David grinned, leaning forward to kiss me. "Sounds good to me."

[haileylnmt]

The Outsiders Death Headcanons + Shepards & Others

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As I said in my other post, this is my other version of the outsiders deaths including the Shepards, Angela, Evie, and maybe other if I can think of them

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Ponyboy Michael Curtis-52yrs

While the trauma of his two friends’ deaths always lingered in his subconscious he persevered moved away from Tulsa to start a family of his own and pursue the career of his dreams. However, that didn’t mean his smoking habits had stopped. He ended up passing too soon due to lung cancer.

Sodapop Patrick Curtis-21yrs

Got drafted to Vietnam for a couple years and actually returned home. He was never them same afterwards with PTSD always preventing him from living normally. He lived with Darry in the last few years of his life before getting into the medicine cabinet with a bottle of whiskey one afternoon when Darry was gone.

Darrel “Darry” Shayne Curtis-59yrs

Darry always went above and beyond for his friends, family and job. He did the absolute most and always over exerted himself. During a hot summer afternoon he had a stroke while insisting on finishing one final job

John “Johnny” Andrew Cade-16yrs

While saving the lives of children in a burning church fire, he sustained life threatening injuries. He later died in the hospital not regretting any of his choices- even if he wished to live a little longer.

Dallas “Dally” Tucker Winston-17yrs

The overall grief that struck him after losing the only person he truly loved was too much to bear. He pointed an unloaded gun at the police to entice them to fire at him. He died as a result of the shots he sustained.

Steve Jacob Randle-34yrs

He was finally able to escape his reputation as a greaser and was able to find himself in a position he found himself happy with. He became a mechanic for the United States Navy. His life was taken too soon during a freak accident.

Keith “Two-Bit” David Matthews-52yrs

He left Tulsa as a means to better himself. He began a family lived as happily as he could. Never truly giving up his taste for alcohol, kidney failure ending up taking his life.

Tim Shepard-22yrs

Never living down his title as a greaser or a gang leader, he always found himself in less than legal situations. Caught in the crossfire he sustained a bullet wound that ended up getting infected and took his life.

Carlos “Curly” Shepard-19yrs

Like his older brother, he never lived down his reputation. He developed a taste for drugs. A bad dealing caused a series of events that led to unsanitary handling of needles. That mistake cost his life

Angela Shepard-39yrs

Turning away from the greaser life, she found herself leaving her whole life in Tulsa behind- including her brothers. She moved up north, never settling down until one night when unexpected heart failure took her in her sleep.

OR——

73yrs

After leaving behind all she once knew, she started fresh and began a new life for herself outside of who she used to be. Old age took her peacefully in her sleep

Syliva-21yrs

She developed a love for alcohol and drugs after tragically losing her boyfriend. She ended up dying of a coke overdose alone in her room.

OR——

32yrs

After attempting to turn her life around, she married a man who she had hardly known. They got in a car accident which took her life.

Evie-54yrs

She stayed with Steve until his early demise. Despite the pain and grief she felt, she pushed on. A heart attack took her life.

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Are these any better(probably not) anyways I’m not really able to see these guys living a long healthy life considering what they did when they were young

[dandymaximilian]

If The Lamp's theory about the DHMIS world being a sort of purgatory is true, then this is what I think life might've been like for Duck and Red Guy before joining Yellow Guy/David.

(TW: mentions of suicide)

Duck:

Was a Sergeant and an Air Pilot in the British Mililary during WW2, hence why he is so fixated on it. As shown in DHMIS 2, Jobs, and Death.

Forged medical/enlistment documents, which lead to many deaths, a fact he tried to suppress in his mind, as referenced in "Worm in Our Brain" song.

Developed PTSD after the war, filled with regret over his actions during it. Wanted to establish a "digital currency based on respect" to make up for his actions.

Had constant fighting within his biological family, though he was in denial about this, as shown in Family.

Always wanted to be a father figure, but he never had the chance, hence why insists on being "the father" in Family.

Had a fascination with space, conspiracy theories, and the rapid expansion of technology, as referenced in Jobs, DHMIS 2 and possibly Death.

He had a blackbelt in Karate, as shown in Death.

Was a fan of James Bond, as shown on his poster in his "customized area" in Transport.

Secretly performed drag at underground bars for money, as shown in Family in his infamous crossdressing scene.

Won a tournament at some point, as referenced in Death.

Had bouts of rage due to PTSD, often resorting to biting others. (Yellow Guy would compare this behaviour to a dog whenever he visited his father, hence why Duck appears as one in the flashback in Transport.)

Witnessed Yellow Guy/David's death in a nearby (retirement?) home next to Roy. (Next to another full house/orphanage? Possibly the origins of the teachers?) As shown in the flashback in Transport.

Developed diabetes at some point, and died from kidney failure (a lack of water). Both are referenced during Death and Electricity.

Red Guy:

Worked a 9 to 5 office job that he hated and felt pressured into working, as shown in DHMIS 6. Eventually he climbed up the cooperate latter, becoming the boss, but he was still miserable, as referenced in Jobs.

Lived in a small community in England in the 40's by himself. As referenced in Transport, where Red Guy subconsciously wants and tries to return to "Clayhill."

Mostly lived an uneventful life.

Enjoyed puppet shows, junveille songs, and child-like hobbies, but he was rejected for this interest. He ended up developing a sense of apathy as an attempt to fit in, as referenced in DHMIS 6.

Enjoyed cooking as a hobby, as referenced in Death.

Often attended bars, where he would try to express his creatvity through dancing and singing. Unfortunately, he was frequently booed off stage, as referenced in DHMIS 6.

Was another witness to Yellow Guy/David's death.

Died as a result of suicide because of repeated rejection by his peers/family, drowning himself in a nearby lake, as referenced in Death and Family.

On a final note, I think Lesley might've worked at the Vaccum Cleaner Shop before she died? I think it would explain her fixation on inanimate objects. The figurine even looks like her.