#i'm prepping for surgery in a couple of weeks

[dave-me0wstaine]

What kind of nicknames do you think Dave would call you? I just want me to praise me so bad ahhhhh

ooo i love this question!! so, i think this would change depending on his age. in his youth he's using typical ones like "baby", "babe", but as he gets older he starts using more tender ones, like "sweetheart". i think "honey" or "hun" is a constant one though!! i absolutely love using this nickname in my writings for him, it just seems the most like him, you know?

also!! for my bad boy! dave lovers, he definitely calls you cute little names like "pretty girl", "sweetness", "sweetheart", etc.

[youvebeenlivingfictional]

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[geeky-politics-46]

Surgery Headcanon

How would my favorite Marvel men react to you having surgery. 

I'm getting my gallbladder taken out in a couple of weeks, it will be my first surgery ever, so this is 100% self-indulgent. That's part of why I've been so absent this year, I've had an organ rebelling.

Doctor Stephen Strange 

Will ask who your doctor is to see if he knows them. If not, he may send a referral to a trusted former colleague on your behalf. He's not letting you under the knife unless he knows you have a good surgeon.

Will tell you how routine the surgery is if you are starting to worry. Almost a bit blasé about your concerns, after all, bedside manner was never his strong suit as a surgeon. Plus, it really is a routine, laparoscopic procedure. Way less intricate & dangerous than neurosurgery.

1000% will try to micromanage everything once you're at the hospital prepping for or immediately out of surgery. He wants to see your chart. He wants to know what your most recent vitals are. Hell, he may have even asked if he can observe the surgery. Partly, it's him being overprotective, partly it's because he misses being a doctor.

Definitely breaking into the doctor's lounge for the good coffee, not the instant crap in the cafeteria.

After you are home, he will be vigilant about making sure you take your pain meds & will check your incisions to make sure everything is healing well. You are in very safe, if slightly neurotic hands.

Secretly, or not so secretly, enjoying getting to play doctor again to take care of you. Looking forward to when you are well enough that you can play doctor and patient the really fun way.

Bucky Barnes 

May actually be a bigger mess than you are. Thanks to Hydra, medical anything makes his anxiety shoot through the roof. Now piled on top of that, he feels out of control & helpless to make you feel better.

Would have to be physically dragged out of your hospital room, so the hospital staff just lets the whole “visitors hours” thing slide.

The second you wake up, he is by your side asking if you need anything. Probably didn't sleep or even sit down the entire time you were in surgery.

If you even make an odd face, he's asking if you are in pain, and he has become a huge pain in the ass for your nurses. 

May have thought about threatening your surgeon about if something went wrong.

Either guard dog mode, or he completely shuts down. There is no in between. 

Afraid he's going to break you while you are recovering. Offers to sleep on the floor or on the couch just in case. Doesn't want to let you out of his sight until you are healed. 

Steve Rogers

Tells you over and over how everything will be okay and that you are in good hands.

May tell you stories about how much hospitals and medical stuff has improved since he was so sick before the serum.

Reads up on your surgery and your doctors. He wants to understand as much as he can about what is going on. He probably has more questions for the doctor than you do.

Puts on a brave face for you but secretly will be a little nervous. He hates seeing you sick or in pain, and he can't help but worry a little bit.

Will respect hospital rules but will stay up until the very last minute of visiting hours are over. Knows the names of every nurse and doctor treating you. 

Definitely has flowers or a stuffed bear for you as soon as you wake up from surgery. 

Dotes on your every need once you are home and watches you like a hawk. The first few days, he doesn't even let you go to the bathroom by yourself. You can't get away with shortcutting your recovery under his eye. 

Sam Wilson

Buys you a cute, silly stuffed version of whatever you are having surgery on to make you laugh. See my new stuffed sad gallbladder plush as reference here.

All the nurses love him, and he likes to crack jokes with all the staff. Offers to help with anything he can but mostly tries to stay out of their way.

Trying to make you smile all the way until they wheel you to the OR. He doesn't want you to be scared or nervous. 

Like Steve, he will put on a brave face but will be nervous once you are in surgery. Lots of pacing back & forth. Lots of trips to the coffee machine.

Takes care of you once you are home but not quite as mother hen as Steve. Will let you judge what is best for you, but will 100% call you out if he sees you doing something the doctor told you not to.

Will also rat you out to your doctor if you don’t follow their instructions. He doesn't want to snitch, but he'd also rather not be the one to scold you.

Loki

Doesn't like the idea of someone operating on you. Trained surgeon or not, they are still just a simple Midgardian.

Doesn't like the hospital one bit. Comments on the color and decor, even the hideous hospital gown you have to wear. Partly to make you laugh, partly because it was all truly hideous.

If your surgeon even hesitates on a question you ask, Loki will assume they aren't the best and demand another doctor. You may have to talk him down a bit. He's a prince, after all, and he wants to make sure you are in the best hands possible.

The whole thing seems a bit barbaric to him. He would much have preferred using magic or Asgardian ways to heal you, but alas when on Midgard. 

Secretly terrified something will happen to you, but would never tell you he's worried. Doesn't like that he can't do anything to help you.

Is not very used to taking care of people, and as royalty, he's the one used to being waited on, but he will try his best to do whatever you need him to do.

Will probably mostly ignore instructions from the doctor so you are in charge of that part of your care, but he will beg to accelerate your healing with his magic if he can.

Eddie Brock & Venom

Venom brings you chocolates, which he then eats after you tell him he can, and says not to worry because if the doctors don't take proper care of you he will bite off their heads and eat their brains.

Eddie is nervous but trying to be brave, so you won't be scared. It doesn't help that Venom keeps telling Eddie not to make you nervous, which then, in turn, makes him nervous. He will try to make jokes and keep you entertained however he can.  

Eddie and Venom try not to argue while they wait for you to get done with surgery. The last thing you need is to wake up and find out that they ended up in the psych ward for talking to/arguing with themselves in the waiting room. They are on their best behavior.

Both of them try to wait on you hand and foot after you get home. You've had to eat several well-meaning but truly gross breakfasts in bed so as not to disappoint either of them. They mean so well, but neither of them can cook beyond tater tots.

You have woken up to Venom staring at you because “one of us has to watch you at all times until you are recovered”. He took that 100% seriously. He has also stuck tendrils under the bathroom door like cat paws.

One great thing about Venom is the fact that thanks to his tendrils, he can literally get anything you need from around the apartment in seconds without you or Eddie having to get up. This makes him one of the best nurses ever. All you have to do is hint that you want something and boom, it's there.

[autism-freaks]

I got my top surgery over 2.5.yrs ago and I wanted to share some tips for pre- and post-op care! I got a double mastectomy with free nipple grafts and I'm loving my results.

Pre-Op:

-If you smoke or vape, try to quit for as long as possible before your surgery date, ideally at least a couple months. Don't use nicotine while healing either. Nicotine constricts your blood vessels and this can impede healing. If you're getting nipple grafts like me, it can be the difference between the grafts healing successfully or falling off.

-for the love of all that is holy, FOLLOW YOUR SURGEONS EATING RESRTICTIONS BEFORE SURGERY. Anesthesia can cause you to regurgitate and aspirate, which can lead to pneumonia and be deadly. This is MUCH more likely if you eat food too soon before going under. If you get bad stomach issues like reflux, ask for anti-nausea meds to be given IV before you wake up. I almost aspirated right as I woke up even though I didn't eat beforehand bc of my acid reflux.

-You may want to make a lot of things more easily accessible to prepare for recovery. You'll want to be able to reach things like cups, bowls, silverware, medications, toiletries, clothing, etc easy to reach without having to reach above your shoulders.

-if you can, prep some comfort meals that are easy to reheat in the microwave or oven. This is especially helpful if you plan on being mostly self-sufficient during recovery.

-get plenty of loose-fitting button up shirts. They are by far the easiest thing to put on after top surgery.

Post-Op:

-if you want less visible scars, I HIGHLY recommend using silicone scar tape or silicone scar gel once your surgeon says it's ok. The tape is generally cheaper, reusable and washable by hand with soap and warm water. Two rolls lasted me my whole recovery and my scars are now barely visible. The gel is easier to apply and more sensory friendly, but more expensive. You can get both online.

-your chest will be swollen for up to a few weeks after surgery. This swelling may be assymetrical at first (mine was). Try to be patient and not pass any judgements on the quality of your results during this time. You can always get a revision after 6 months if you're still not happy with it, but don't freak out right away as things will take time to settle.

-your brain is adjusting to a major, sudden change to your body. It's okay if you feel some mixed emotions while you process this. Try to journal or talk about it with someone you trust. I know my brain does not cope well with change and while I never once regretted my surgery, it took a little bit of time to get used to my body looking different even if it's the way I wanted to look.

-make sure you empty your drains on time if you have them and keep your compression vest on. This will help you heal as best you can and reduce swelling.

-don't use heat or ice! Ice will restrict blood flow to areas that need blood flow to heal and heat can amplify swelling and inflammation.

-touch your chest along the length of your scars as much as you tolerably can. You will most likely have nerve damage from surgery and touching/massaging gently will help your nerves know how to re-grow and process sensation properly. I have pretty much full sensation in the center of my chest where I touch very often while the ends of my scars under my armpits (where I don't touch often) still have reduced sensation.

- Gently massaging your scars with two fingers once the scabs are healed can also help prevent knots and bumps in the scar tissue. Don't cause yourself pain, only do it if it's tolerable.

-FOLLOW ALL YOUR SURGEONS INSTRUCTIONS!! If they tell you to do something or not do other things, there is a good reason.

I'm also happy to answer asks and messages about my experience with getting top surgery! Take your time in deciding if this is right for you and know I love you all either way <3

[squirrels-and-whales]

Well it's been a rollercoaster of post surgical hospital stay. I came in for surgery on November 25th and am still here! I really, really hope I can go home tomorrow (December 9th) but a lot of that will depend on a scan I have today.

Surgery itself went okay. Although in the surgical prep area my husband and I overheard a bunch of doctors talking about how complicated my surgery was....which wasn't helpful. Especially as the prior surgery was a kidney transplant.

More felt for my husband and sister (my parents were home with my kids) that day as I went to the operating theatre about 7:30am and they didn't get to see me till 11:30pm! What a long, long day for them!

Next couple of days I don't remember much. I did become delirious from pain meds at one point which was again scary for my family.

Next I developed a C. diff infection which was awful. Like terrible, no good, bad in every way. Such such pain.

Pain management throughout has been awful. I am restricted from many types of meds due to my condition so finding a combination that works took forever.

After the infection started to clear up I was still experiencing a lot of focal pain so got sent for a CT. The CT didn't show any specific cause of pain (likely just deep bruising) but did have an incidental finding of an 'ugly' blood clot at my graft site. This was scary as I've actually become temporarily paralyzed from a blood clot before and of course the risk of stroke. So I am glad it was found but also so sad it's delayed my stay. There was lots of talk about whether there should be a surgical removal or treatment with blood thinners. They decided to start with blood thinners so I've been on them for awhile now. I guess my scan today will determine whether I can go home tomorrow (with self injecting blood thinners) or have to stay and possibly have a second surgery.

I really, really want to go home. I miss my kids so much. I miss my bodily autonomy and privacy. I miss my husband (who I sent home this week asvtye kids needed him more) and bed and Christmas tree and real life.

I'm still in pain but I know I'll feel so much better in my own space.

Friends and neighbours have been amazing to my family. There is a meal train and today they've been invited to make gingerbread houses at a neighbours home. The kind of neighbour that does everything from scratch. I hope my kids have felt surrounded by love.

Anyway, please send good wishes that I get to go home tomorrow. It's my husband's birthday (happy birthday to him, 😂).

[she-karev]

The Pregnant Resident (Andrew DeLuca x Alex Karev’s Sister Imagine)

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Age Rating: 12+

Chapters: Two of Four

Fandom: Grey’s Anatomy

Ship: Andrew DeLuca x Amber Karev (Alex Karev’s Sister)

Canon Episode: Season 19 Episode 2

AN: Happy Fourth of July guys! I hope you have a good day and enjoy this chapter. The final two chapters will be posted tomorrow and Saturday.

Warning: Some smut in the end.

Summary: Amber works at the pit where she finds it difficult to do her job while pregnant but persists and gets annoyed by Yasuda who was sent to help her at Alex’s request. At lunch she and Andrew go to the on-call room to have a moment alone.

Words: 3118

September 12th, 2022

Amber moves her feet around as she stands due to how swollen they are but focuses on the patient in the bed with a bandaged ankle. She examined the injury and is about to diagnose it to the young lady.

“Okay the ultrasound shows no broken bones so it’s your standard sprained ankle.” Amber groans a bit putting her hand against her own back as it flares up.

The woman looks at her concerned, “Are you okay? You look ready to have a baby right here.”

Amber nods, “Yeah, I’m fine. Already your just gonna ice it for the next 12 hours, be on bed rest for the next week and take ibuprofen for the pain, I’ll write you a prescription and send it to the pharmacy of your choosing.”

Amber pulls her pen out of her front pocket, but it falls with a clatter to the floor beside the bed. The youngest Karev sighs knowing the task ahead of her and how much she hates it. She bends down to reach for the pen, but her giant belly makes it impossible for her to reach. The patient looks on not knowing what to do since her ankle is sprained. Amber stands back up with a sigh.

“Forget it the pen lives there now.”

“I got it.” Alex Karev bends down with ease and picks up the pen handing it to Amber who quickly writes the prescription, hands it to the patient and walks away with her brother next to her.

“You know that is exactly why I carry at least 10 pens with me, show off.”

Alex chuckles leaning against the nurse’s station with Amber who updates the chart, “Most people would say thank you.”

“When have I ever striked you as ‘most people’?”

“Never.”

“Exactly and what are you doing here? I don’t remember calling a peds consult.” Amber’s mind jumps to a theory, “Did my husband send you down here to spy on me?”  

“I wouldn’t dream of getting in the middle of a fight between you two.” Alex states flatly, “Altman has me here to observe Hunt while he does procedures.”

“I thought you had three surgeries for today?”

Alex groans, “I do but apparently watching Hunt while he suffers and Teddy smiling at it takes precedence. It’s either me or having the patients complain about the happy couple fighting again.”

“Lucky you.” Amber says sarcastically.

“Yeah, tell me about it.” Alex sees Amber stretch her neck clearly tired and in pain, “There’s this thing called maternity leave, you should look into it.”

Amber rolls her eyes, “There’s too many patients and not enough residents, I’ll take my leave in a couple of weeks.”

Alex nods but is still concerned for her, “Are you sure your okay?”

“I have to pee every five minutes; my breasts feel like their gonna explode with one poke and the baby only sleeps when her daddy reads one of my thrillers to her.” Amber coldly states before smiling and flipping her hair back like a model, “But I am glowing right?”

Alex grins, “Radiant. I’ll come back to check on you later.”

“Please don’t.” Amber orders before her brother leaves to observe Hunt.

Alex knocks outside the door of the exam room and sees Owen Hunt and Mika Yasuda helping a man on the bed while Teddy Altman is observing.

“Hey, I thought I was gonna observe him?”

“I’ll take you over Dr. Altman if that’s an option.” Owen bitterly states, causing Teddy to glare at him.

“Do I need to remind you why I'm here, Dr. Hunt?” Alex and Mika look uncomfortable from the ensuing fight.

Owen retorts back as he preps the ultrasound, “Well, it's been about 10 minutes since the last time, so, sure, knock yourself out.”

The patient Harold looks at all of them confused, “Are you all doctors?”

Owen addresses his wife, “Teddy, this is just an ultrasound.”

“So then it should go quick.” Teddy approaches the patient and his wife, “Hi, I'm Dr. Altman.”

Mika answers Harold’s question, “Yes, we are all doctors.”

“And you're all necessary?” He asks causing Alex to speak up.

“I’m not I gotta get back to the peds floor.”

“Sorry my wife wasted your time.” Owen says obviously to insult Teddy causing Alex to walk out of the room quickly.

Mika rushes to Alex after excusing herself from observing Dr. Hunt who is treating a patient while Altman observes and belittles him. She had enough of it as she looked for a way out and saw it when Alex walked in.

“Dr. Karev?”

Alex stops and looks at the young intern, “What is it Yasuda? Make it quick.”

“I can't work for Dr. Hunt because it means you're also working for Dr. Altman, which means you're working for velociraptors.” Mika elaborates to Alex’s annoyance, “They're vicious, can snap in an instant, but there is a mind-game component going on between those two that is so deep, it might destroy all of civilization.”

“You call that quick?”

“Can I be on your service instead of Dr. Hunt’s?” Mika pleads.

“No, I already have a resident.” Alex turns to leave when an idea goes off in his head that might be good for his sister who is clearly suffering in silence. He turns back to Yasuda, “You can’t be on my service, but you can be on my sisters, Amber DeLuca.” The intern looks hopeful, “You’ll be by her side and help her lessen her load by taking half her patients and going to her if you have questions.”

Mika sighs in relief, “Thank you so much sir.”

Alex presses his lips together knowing his sister too well, “Don’t thank me yet Yasuda. Go to the pit I’m sure the Hunt’s won’t notice if you’re missing.”

Yasuda runs straight to the pit where she finds Amber sitting behind the station working on charts on the desktop. She hurriedly approaches the pregnant resident already looking forward to working with her instead of Owen Hunt.

“Hi Dr. DeLuca, I’m Mika Yasuda the new intern here.”

“I know who you are.” Amber tells her blankly from her spot not bothering to look up, “What do you want? I’m busy in case you haven’t noticed.”

“I’ve been reassigned to your service.” Amber looks up with narrow eyes that intimidate Yasuda who clears her throat, “Your brother told me to help you in case you were struggling. Which I don’t think you are you seem very competent even at your state. Not that pregnant women are weak I think all pregnant women are strong and protective and glowing and-”

“Stop.” Amber orders and Mika closes her mouth obeying, “If I give you an assignment will you stop this rambling that is grossing out my baby?”

“Yes ma’am, I mean doctor.”

“Fine.” Amber holds up the almost empty Tum’s bottle, “I bought this on my way to work this morning, I need you to get me more antacids, so my chest doesn’t feel like it’s on fire and my stomach doesn’t feel so tied up.”

“I don’t think you’re supposed to take that many.” Amber glares at her causing Mika to gulp, “But what do I know? Antacids it is, anything else while I’m out?”

Amber thinks for a moment, “My lunch break is about to start, and the baby hates the cafeteria food. Go across the street to the Mexican food truck out front and get us chicken tacos, beef tacos and three meat tacos with lots of onions on the side.”

Mika looks alarmed, “I don’t think street meat is gonna help with the indigestion.”

Amber clasps her hands together and gives Yasuda a look that makes her take back her words, “Lots of onions got it.”

Yasude moves to exit the pit as Amber yells out, “And a ginger ale!”

“Got it!” Amber exhales content in her chair and sees a nurse giving her a look that pisses the pregnant woman off.

“What?” The nurse looks away when being called out, “Yeah that’s right lady no fetus, no opinion.”

Lunch

Andrew watches in shock as his wife chugs her ginger ale with a plate that once had three tacos empty after just five minutes of them sitting down. Amber soundly gulps her drink not noticing Andrew’s face in their two-person table in the corner of the cafeteria. After finishing the soda Amber loudly exhales content and full.

She sees the wide eyes on Andrew’s face, “What?”

“You just devoured an entire plate of tacos in less than five minutes. I don’t if I should be impressed or scared.”

“Hey when your baby wants street meat she demands street meat.” Amber reaches over and picks out a French fry from Andrew’s tray and eats it, “At least there’s one good side to having an overbearing brother who assigns an intern just to babysit you. Maybe I can get Yasuda to set up the nursery next.”

Andrew grins amused, “How’s the new job going?”

“Oh, so good I’ve already got them peeing in their scrubs.”

“I bet. How’s the baby?”

Amber sighs rubbing her pregnant belly, “She’s fine, she’s having a great nap while I treat patients who are more concerned about me going into labor in front of them than being treated for their injuries.”

“Can you blame them? The scrubs don’t exactly hide it.”

Amber grins at that, “So I heard that one of the college roommates are patient zero for an unknown illness. Are you working that case?”

“Yeah, I’m trying to go over similar cases over the years and sent Dr. Riley a list of the symptoms and pictures while the interns get deep into the books. I mean I have seen strange things in this hospital but septic shock due to bad rice is something new.”

“It makes me wish I was assigned to the OR instead.” Amber wipes her mouth with a napkin before deciding to change the subject, “Okay let’s get to the on-call room while we’re still on our break so we can have sex.”

Andrew is taken back by the sudden change and looks at Amber with wide eyes, “Where did that come from? I’m not complaining but that was a lightning-fast change from how you were five seconds ago.”

Amber shrugs, “The stupid hormones change my mood by the minute. One minute I’m hungry and the next I’m horny, it’s best to just ride it out before it passes.” Amber stands up, “You coming?”

Andrew eagerly nods, “Yeah absolutely yes.”

Amber walks away as Andrew takes a big bite of his sandwich before following her to the nearest on-call room where she shuts the door before turning to her husband and pulling him in for a kiss. Andrew holds Amber’s hips as he kisses her while her gorging belly stands between them, but it doesn’t stop them from going at each other like animals in heat.

Andrew moans against Amber’s mouth as her hands snake under his scrub top grazing his torso, “God I love the stupid hormones.”

Amber pulls back with a smile, “That makes one of us.” Amber resumes kissing him before taking his scrub top off exposing his rippled physique to her that she explores with her hands while kissing him deeply. She then pushes him to lie back in the single bed where he smiles in lust as she climbs up on top of him.

Andrew handles her very carefully holding her hips as she kisses him while straddling him. Their tongues overlap each other while Amber’s hands travel from his face to his neck and gradually trail down his torso causing him to moan at her gentle hands brushing against his skin. She finally reaches his bottoms ready to untie them when a knock on the door causing them to groan at the interruption and break apart.

Mika Yasuda’s voice is heard outside the door, “Dr. DeLuca I need you to come with me so you can observe Dr. Hunt while he diagnoses Mr. Peters while I observe him diagnosing him. Can you come out?”

Amber frowns at the annoying intern and faces her husband who looks pained by the bad timing, “Ignore her, she’ll go away.” Amber whispers to him.

“I was thinking the same thing.” Andrew whispers back before pulling her back toward him to kiss her and moans more softly as she unties his scrub bottom waist string. He is about to help her take them off when another knock interrupts them and another voice is heard.

“DeLuca, I know you’re in there Yasuda saw you go in two minutes ago.” The couple register it as Owen Hunt who sounds annoyed, “I hate to do this to you, but I need someone aside from my wife to interfere in my work and you annoy me less so come on out!”

“I am gonna kill him!” Amber says frustrated before getting off him so she can handle the intrusions.

Andrew tries to call her off to no avail, “No Amber wait.”

Amber ignores him and opens the door wide open causing Hunt and Yasuda to look on in shock at who answered the door and DeLuca on the bed shirtless sitting up on his elbows clearly embarrassed.

Amber ignores the stares and gets to the point, “No Hunt, Dr. DeLuca cannot observe you while you do subpar procedures because he is busy trying to give his pregnant wife an orgasm. So go find Altman, suck it up and stop bothering us or your gonna have another angry blonde to deal with during work, got it?!” She slams the door in their faces before they even answer, and she turns to face her husband who looks at her frightened and slightly turned on.

Amber exhales before calming down and asking her husband, “Where were we?”

Andrew pops his mouth, “I think you were about to take off my pants.”

“Right thanks for the reminder.” Amber resumes kissing her husband as she straddles him while he gently holds her above him.

Thirty Minutes Later

Simone Griffith stands outside the on-call room waiting for the door to open so she can use the room to sleep. She rolls her eyes at the couple in there who are clearly using the room for private time evident by the male and female moans coming from the other side as well as the thumping.

Lucas Adams and Benson Kwan walk up to her also looking for some rest but the sight of her outside makes Blue groan.

“Don’t tell me.”

“It’s locked.” Simone answers.

Lucas looks up at the ceiling, “Well are they sleeping or…?” The sounds of Amber and Andrew moaning inside answer his question, “Do people ever just sleep in there?”

“After maybe.” Simone sighs.

“Who’s in there anyway?” Kwan asks.

“The DeLuca’s.” Kwan looks confused causing Simone to explain, “The pregnant Dr. DeLuca is married to guy Dr. DeLuca.”

Kwan looks perplexed at another married couple in the hospital, “I know we don’t have lives outside this hospital but so far I’m wondering if there’s a wedding chapel for the doctors here based on how many of them are married to each other.”

“And how many rooms they occupy.” Simone bitterly says before giving up, “Forget it the chair inside the supply closet is comfortable. Let’s go before she catches us and makes us do scut until she gives birth.” The three of them walk away from the outside of the door.

Later

Amber stretches her neck in satisfaction as she sits up under the covers in her black tank top while Andrew jumps off the bed in his underwear and pulls up his navy scrub bottoms. Despite their recent powwow both spouses are ready to head back to work.

Andrew smiles at his good fortune today as he pulls up his pants, “Have I mentioned how much I love the hormones?”

Amber grabs her scrub top from the floor still sitting on the single bed, “You mentioned it and I secretly lashed out at you for it because you’re not the one growing a person inside your body and feeling more disgusting by the minute.”

Andrew grins at that, “You look beautiful. We wouldn’t have done what we just did if I didn’t find you as sexy as I did six months ago.”

“Six months ago, I could still see my feet.” Amber reminds him as she puts her top on and grabs her bottoms from the bed while her husband sits next to her holding his scrub top. He looks at her concerned knowing despite her bravado she’s tired.

“You know I can get Qadri to take over the pit while you rest. I’m sure you need it after the marathon we just did.”

Amber pulls her bottom on and raises an eyebrow at her overbearing husband, “You’re not looking to rest either.”

“Yes, but I’m the only one in this room who can see my feet.” Andrew teases causing Amber to playfully smack his arm, “Seriously I’m sure Qadri and Parker wouldn’t mind giving you a few hours to nod off. It’s the perk of you being the chief resident.”

Amber pulls out a beef jerky stick from her bottoms and chomps off a piece chewing as she speaks, “Being the chief resident means you never take a break unless you want your interns to kill people and you get blamed for it. And with this class the odds of them causing an accidental overdose while I look away for five seconds are alarmingly high. You wouldn’t understand because you had me as a resident when you were the chief, and I was practically a god send.”

Andrew grins at that, “Well aside from you I had not so god sent residents to look after. It took everything in me not to drown myself in the paperwork or be sent to jail for murdering Schmitt.”

Amber slowly gets off the bed and stands up with a groan, “And now the baton has been passed down to me I gotta get back to the pit before Hunt and Altman use the patients as human shields for their next fight. And don’t worry I have Yasuda to help until she pisses me off and I send her home crying.”

Andrew sighs putting his top on as he stands in front of Amber, “Promise me you will call a resident to take over once you feel like passing out. Please.”

“I will now I have to go; I’ll see you at the pit.” Amber kisses her husband before waddling out of the room while her husband watches her in worry as she closes the door behind her.

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[the-fiction-witch]

Wicked

Media The Artful Dodger (Pre show Release)

Character Jack Dawkins

Couple Jack X Reader

Rating Smut

I stood doing a little prep work for this afternoon's surgery sorting the tools I'd need, making sure I had a good sharp needle, a good pile of rags when I heard the office door open.

"Dr Dawkins, Sir?" His voice spoke up

"Ummm? What is it?" I asked turning slightly to see my small excuse for an assistant boy, he had a name... I just, can't remember what it is.

"it appears we may be out of some tonics sir."

"Out?"

"Yes sir."

"You checked the back of the storeroom?"

"Yes sir. Nothing. only a few empty bottles of painkillers and chloroform."

"Christ." I sighed setting my work down "Alright. I'll deal with it. You prep everything else for the surgery this afternoon" I told him taking off my apron and grabbing my jacket as I headed out of the office and out of the house.

I went through town begrudgingly arriving at the little shop with a dusty blue shop front and the painted lettering 'Y/l/n's' I sighed and opened the door heading inside the pharmacy, seeing the back wall littered with Tronics and potions, a cabinet of various items and her.

She stood behind the counter working on something inside a pestle and mortar with an apron over her long grey dress. She glanced up as the bell on the door tolled and immediately we were at odds with one another.

"Well. If it isn't the town Butcher" She said

"Big talk from the town witch" I snapped back

"Sociopath"

"Craven"

"Madman"

"crazy girl"

"What do you want Dawkins?" she glared "Or have you just come to cause me trouble?" She asked taking the powder she had been grinding and weighing it out on her scale adjusting it slightly

"I need some stuff. I have surgery this afternoon, It's a full leg amputation I'm going to need cleansing water, painkillers, a blood thinner, and likely some cloro and my storerooms out" I explained

"I see," she said taking her now-weighed powder and adding it to her small pill press slowly forming the powered into pressed tablets "That sounds like quite the problem"

"you know I can't do the surgery without them"

"No no that would be a terrible idea. Esspcaily for your white shirt" she giggled as she worked

"Do you have any in stock?"

"I might."

"Y/n" I complained "I need it for my surgery he'll be arriving in an hour"

"Ohh my, that's cutting it very close"

"Y/n. will you sell me the damn stuff." I told her and she glared "...Please"

“I suppose if it's an utter emergency I suppose I could spare a bottle or two” she smirked “if you beg”

“I'm not begging you. If rather just buckle belt the guy down then beg you”

“Suit yourself Dawkins” She shrugs

I grit my teeth and rolled my eyes doing my best not to be a dick “Please y/n. Please.”

“I can't hear you”

“Please y/n!”

“I don't know, how badly do you need it”

“Please y/n. I need it and you're my only option” I sighed

“Little louder?” She giggled “I couldn't hear that “

“I need it and you're my only option”

“And I'd say you're a pretty foolish boy for forgetting it” She smiled wickedly “Would you say so? Foolish boy?’

‘yes.” I sighed

“Yes, what?”

“I am foolish”

“And all together now”

“Please y/n you're my only option and I badly need it… and I am a foolish boy for not getting it sooner so can you please sell me the stuff?”

“Alright” she smiled fetching the things I needed from around her shop setting them on the counter between us and adding things up on her till "That will be sixteen dollars" 

"sixteen- What! That's ludicrous!" 

"Such are the prices, Doctor" 

"How did you work that out?"

"Well we have all the items added together, then the bag charge as you can't carry all this just in your pockets doctor" she giggled "and then we have the emergency tax that's an extra ten per cent, Then the interrupting me tax, then the non-sale we're having this week where all times are actually ten per cent up their usual price, and of course the typical bottle fee's, cork fee's, air tax and the extra add a zero button because it's you doctor" She explained 

"Even so that doesn't add right. That bottle says fifteen pence right on the label!" I argued 

and her response to that was to take the label off the bottle and throw it behind her "Now it doesn't" 

"And bottle tax! I returned all your bottles last I was here"

"You did, but they weren't clean"

"Yes, they were. I boiled them myself"

"One had a spot on it"

"if it had a spot on it, it had a spot on it when you gave it to me" 

"Sixteen Dollars Dr Dawkins or get out of my shop"

"Fine. You wicked little thing" I complained getting my money

"I call it being a good businesswoman" She smiled 

"Shit. I've only got twelve" 

"Ohh my, what a shame guess no drugs for you"

"Y/n I need them"

"And I need to charge"

"I'll pay you the rest next week"

"I've heard that before"

"Y/n this is insane"

"Sixteen dollars or get out."

"All alright I'll let you borrow my tools without charge next time"

"Any tools I need?"

"....yes." I sighed

" So twelve dollars and free tool borrowing?"

"Only one tool y/n"

"you're still short."

"...and the usual."

"Alright" she smiled taking my dollar coins and putting everything into a bag for me "I want my tool borrowed in writing"

"Fine" I sighed I took her note and wrote her a pass for a free tool borrowing which she happily took before she jumped the counter went to the door locked it and turned the sign to closed 

"Come on then Doctor" she giggled heading into the back so I slipped my jacket off and followed her into the back store room shutting the door behind me, she sat herself up on a cleared self so I went over to stand between her legs "so? I haven't got all day"

"Alright" I smirked pulling her into an intense kiss, as usual, our kiss was angry, and frustrating as we often were with each other but that only made it more aggressive and entertaining, we made out heavily for a few minutes my hands often taking grips of her hips, her ass and at times her breasts but she usual slapped my hands off if I tried to get at them anymore then just running my hand over them she grabbed my pants by the hem to tug me closer to her so I happily undid them for her as she tugged up her own dress until it was completely around her waist I pulled my erection out and stroked myself a few times before we moved and adjusted until I was inside her "Fuck-"

"Best hurry you have surgery later" she giggled 

"Don't tell me what to do" I warned her holding her hips as I started my thrusts she giggled biting on my neck as I got faster and faster doing my best not to reveal how good it felt given it would only amuse her and I didn't want to give her the satisfaction and she didn't either but I know her well enough to know as she bites her lips and gasps quickly when she's close I knew I was close holding her tightly doing my best not to make any noise but she grabbed my shirt tight and tightened herself around me as she reached her orgasm "Fuck-" I groaned pulling out and finishing across her dress resting my hands on the wall and trying to get my breath back "You wicked little thing" 

"Absolutely Doctor" she giggled fixing her dress and heading off back to the main shop I calmed down and followed her out getting my jacket and everything I needed for surgery and the store room "Have a good day" she smiled

"Thank you, you too," I told her taking my stuff and heading back home.

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Yeah it's prob bc bitching in omegaverse, as just stated in the au thought, is pretty taboo bc of how entangled it is with alphas usually doing it to degrade someone

It's different bc wednesday is a willing participant

Less of surgery and more of physical therapy I suppose?? Like prepping yourself for smth

Aight, line break bc this shit gets NSFW. Here's the link to the og post

It starts with the diet.

The idea was to feed the body as if preparing for pregnancy, giving it everything an omega would want to consume if they were trying to conceive. The same foods and vitamins that can help push an omega towards pregnancy can also help support the bitching process for a beta or alpha.

Prenatal vitamins were a must. For those bitching someone against their will, they would often find ways to slip them into their food or switch them out with their regular vitamins. But since wednesday was bitching herself, shs didn’t have to stop there.

So she'd eat more dairy, lean meat, complex carbs, yams and berries etc etc

Next, we got the genitalia. Beta's don't exclude slick in this universe so Wednesday would need to get used taking something if she wishes to couple with Enid. Sure there's the natural lubricant when one is afab but sometimes that isn't enough considering that beta's aren't built for alphas..

Yeah, you get where I'm going with this

But it isn't just that, everytime she would need to do this she'd need to have Enid's scent on her so her body would associate finishing to her alpha. This could Kickstart smth akin to the heat that omegas could get into whenever around the alpha they like

This is where enid doesn't need to know part comes in because she simply needs Enid scent, not Enid herself. Not surprising for Wednesday to straight up steal the alpha's clothes.

They're in college in the au, seeing as I based it off the scent blind au and have seperste rooms, it's not new for wednesday to hole herself up in her own safe space

But now that Wednesday got those two steps out of the way, she now needs to get into Enid's den. The alpha didn't even need to be there and considering how they both have different class schedules, it was so easy for wednesday to sneak into the room

Now, you're prob asking why tf does Wednesday need to be in Enid's den? It's bc now that her body is rather used to thinking of enid whenever she finishes, it will start to biologically yearn for the alpha too

Is Wednesday deadass making herself grow smth akin to omega instincts for Enid? Yes.

Told you she's crazy

She would need to spend several hours in the den, enough to make her own body yearn for a strong but absent alpha's presence, enough to stimulate the making of pheromones specifically designed to attract this particular alpha

Nothing sexual had to be done in this part, Wednesday simply had to daydream and enjoy Enid's bed while surrounded by her scent

So she does this, for weeks.

And since beta's don't produce a scent, guess who's none the wiser?

Yeah that's right, Enid.

But wait a sec, after a few months Enid would scrunch her nose for a moment and tug at her blanket. For some reason, something felt off.

Maybe she was close to her rut? It'd explain why she was sweating so much recently. Damn late bloomer things..

And so the three steps continue for months

Until one day, Enid smells something enticing from somewhere in the house. It's confusing, because it's strong enough to make the alpha drool for a moment before she slapped herself into her senses

Was there someone in heat in her house?? Enid got worried, slipping off her shoes and fretting around the place. Maybe Wednesday brought someone over and it escalated? The image leaves a sour taste in the blonde's mouth and she goes straight to the source

The door to Wednesday's room is cracked ajar and there's this sound, of something wet and slick echoing inside.

Enid isnt a fool, she knows what it is but.. She has to ask, maybe make sure?? Honestly it's getting a bit harder to think but like normal, Enid grasps at the handle and knocks

She breathes heavily, hoping that it'd calm her dowm down but it didn't help. If anything it has the alpha biting at her lip bc fuck, her fangs popped out

Shit, this is getting bad. She needs to leave else she does something she regrets.

"Enid," a breathless voice calls from the room.

And well something stirs in Enid's stomach, something primal and like a switch has been flipped, the blond pushes the door open to step inside

Wednesday smiles

Seems like degenerate Wednesday got what she wanted in the end, for Enid to consider her as her omega

Then again, instincts are wild and now that Wednesday knows that Enid's alpha will only think of her as her omega no matter what, she can be satisfied because yknow how Wednesday is

Good for her I suppose, wonder how Enid is taking it. And yknow what's funny? Idk if my hints have been pretty obvious but enid was willing to date Wednesday regardless of whether she's a beta or not

She can be just like her parents bc when she loves, she wants it to be as all consuming as they make her feel

It's only right after all, for her devotion to be repaid in full

[cbrownjc]

So this is just a quick note that I've been a bit sick these past two weeks, which is why I haven't been around. Also, I'm going to have minor surgery this week (in prep for a major surgery later) so I might be quiet during much of this month as well.

I have a couple of asks in my inbox that I will answer, but it will be some time before I answer them, okay? 👍🏾

[lasenbyphoenix]

New Year Resolutions

I'd made 3 particular resolutions for 2024 which I'm going to carry over for 2025 with another ongoing goal.

be a little brave - I had 2 things in mind when I chose this, I'd bought a ticket to a drag show (first time going to one) at an unfamiliar bar in a different city on my solo holiday, and I'd looked up a beginners kung fu class to try, but overall it was to find opportunities to nudge myself out of my hermitted comfort zone. I went to the drag show but never managed to book the class. I did take another solo holiday and have a couple more planned for 2025 incuding to a city I haven't been to since I was a kid.

wear everything in my wardrobe - I wanted to force myself to finish all of the clothing alterations I have planned and actually wear the things I've bought instead of putting them aside until I'd lost weight (because I'm allowed to enjoy these things NOW dammit). I started a bunch of alteration prep, but when my dad died the 2nd half of the year was eclipsed by family stuff and I had very little downtime to spare on projects. I've dusted off the sewing machine in the last couple of weeks so this is going to be 2025s goal to finish.

talk more in the tags - I love reading other people's tags and having a glimpse of their lives and interests and sense of humour, so I wanted to do the same in an attempt to be social, as well as to slow down the impulse to mindlessly scroll and to think about what I'm reading/looking at.

Between learning to cope with the grief of my dad's death and the fact that in 2025 I'm due to have bariatric surgery and top surgery, taking care of me is also continuing as a goal. Last year I got my ADHD diagnosis and this year started medication for it which has been a great help in feeling like I have more control over the direction of my life. I'm working on being conscious of my food choices and improving my fitness to help prepare for the surgeries and running around after my nephew, and overall looking ahead to what I want my life to be like and how to make some of that happen.

And to watch everything Liu Xueyi has been in.

[doomandgloomfromthetomb]

Yo La Tengo - Radio 3, Barcelona, Spain, April 1995

Can it be that I'm finally seeing Yo La Tengo again this weekend? Twice?!!! It's been way too long since the band made it out to my part of the world — and even these shows were delayed from last year due to Georgia Hubley's knee surgery. But if the various tapes of YLT's 2023 Hanukkah run tell me anything, Georgia is as powerful (if not more powerful) than ever. Big Days Coming!

“If anyone’s tempted to go to both nights, I guarantee they will be extremely different from a song-choice perspective,” Ira Kaplan told the Boulder Weekly this week. “Except for perhaps a couple songs from This Stupid World, we likely won’t repeat any of the old songs. We’re going to treat Boulder and Fort Collins like one long night at two locations.”

Hell yeah. It's been awhile since I did two nights in a row with Yo La Tengo ... I did it in NYC in 1997 ... and I did it in Santa Monica in 1995. (Holy christ, I am old.) As a little prep, let's listen to two songs from Spanish radio back in '95 — just Georgia and Ira and an acoustic guitar here, sounding perfect, as they play stripped-down versions of the Electr-O-Pura faves "The Ballad of Red Buckets" and "Blue Line Swinger." Here it comes again ...

[stressedlawsecretary]

Today's Focus

12.20.24 - FriYaY! I am back in the office, and we're increasing office days from one to two next week, until the renovations are done and we're back to the regular hybrid schedule (3 days in office; 2 WFH.) So I'll be in on Thursdays and Fridays starting right after Xmas.

Work - Emails, and mailing, because I'm in the office; CSB is going to have me send an appeal form out. But SJC is off, and most likely will be until the new year, between her mom's surgery and the time she needs to use before it expires at the beginning of the year. This means I am under a little less pressure; she's usually the one writing motions right up until the deadline that I have to format lol.

Background Noise - At the office means it's definitely more YT as background noise than anything else. I ended yesterday at somewhere around 66-68% on the DVR, which is good, though I didn't get through as much wrestling as I wanted. However, it is a weekend tomorrow so I might stay up a little later to watch some. I had lofty goals yesterday for my YT watching and did manage to get through 55 videos (combined from the Watch Later and Slop lists) so like. Let's keep that energy today for sure!

Extras - Friday means I have to make sure the catbox is clean and prepped for the weekend; I also have to get my grocery shopping list together early. I have back-to-back holiday parties this weekend so I have to make sure I get my chores done relatively early. Dinner is the Bavarian apple-sausage hash, which should be a relatively quick meal to put together. Then finishing off the last couple episodes of Zyuohger for the week before watching probably the Frosty the Snowman special.

[madhatterplushies]

Some worms as picture tax for a little update

Hal-con was good! Overall sales were good though I was hoping for a little more tbh 😅 I sacrificed 2 days during crunch time for stickers and we sold a handful but that did mean a few things didn't get finished in time and likely contributed to the lower final sales 💔

Spent the last couple days mostly asleep and recovering from the con lol but I also got some amazing news yesterday:

My top surgery will be next week!!

Since Im local and self-employed, the surgeon called me up when they had a sudden opening and I'll be going in late next week :D

I'm not 100% sure how this will affect my shop restock and other things but I'm thinking I'll try and get some things prepped up that I can still finish during recovery if I have the energy. I imagine a lot of time will be sleeping and chilling though 😴

[hiveswap]

apologies if this is overly familiar but your ovarian cyst saga has me wheezing because I'm getting my uterus out in a couple weeks and I've been prepping for the surgery so when I saw your post my first reaction was "damn I can't believe tumblr user hiveswap beat me to it"

Ajdhshfbifj THANKFULLY they didnt take the whole thing but they did take half an ovary with the cyst bc of course they did. Also good luck!! Make sure to hide your valueables at the hospital because someone stole my earrings while i was under

[asirensrage]

Surgery tomorrow! I hope you all like what I have scheduled and prepped this week! I don't know how long I'll have to avoid screens (might be a couple days, might be the whole week), so if you could reblog my fics for me while I'm gone, I'd appreciate it! Especially since I won't be able to reblog any of the upcoming things until I get back...

Thanks everyone! I hope you guys have a great week ahead! <3

[captainsquality]

GUESS WHO'S GETTING SURGERY!!

It's me! Wow! I'm getting a hysterectomy in a couple of months; to be clear, this is a very very good thing, and not happening bc of anything like illness.

I switched from injections to topical testosterone for my HRT about a year and a half ago and while that has been MUCH easier for me in some ways(I have a needle phobia so shot day was always a Whole Event) , one thing that has SUCKED A LOT has been my body resuming its regular Shark Week Broadcast.

Which is a huge problem even beyond just the matter of dysphoria. My body's werewolf cycles have always been immensely drawn out, heavy and painful, and I am not exaggerating when I say they basically suck half of each month away from me. Bless my physician for getting the referral in for me tbh!

I'm nervous ofc- it still feels kind of like being in a dream sequence that I'm getting to take this step at ALL- but I've had my consultation and my surgeon's worked with other trans guys before so she was able to provide some extra info that was more relevant to my experience. This is also the biggest medical procedure I'll have ever had, but my body is garbage enough in general that I've had plenty of experience with a lot of the necessary prep and leadup stuff and that makes it easier.

Wish me luck! I really truly hope I can sorta dig out of my rotting log as this proceeds bc the whole HALF THE MONTH GONE thing is a big part of why I've been so absent/MIA this year. here's hoping!!