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pins-snip · 3 months ago
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Harvest Plagues from Squishable
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thezombieprostitute · 1 month ago
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Nurse Playboy
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A/N: Written for @the-slumberparty's December Daze Challenge.
Prompt: who invited them to the holiday party?
A/N2: Reader is implied female. No other physical descriptors used.
Warnings: Hospital setting, Implied cheating, Sick kids. Let me know if I missed any!
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It was pretty well known that the pediatrics ward had the best holiday party in the entire hospital. It was important for the kids and their families and all the doctors, nurses, custodial staff and volunteers did their part to make sure everyone had a fun time while also still being safe. It was always such a big event in the best ways!
Though you were a cardiologist, working in a separate wing of the hospital, you'd gotten an invite from Jake since he was a nurse in pediatrics. You knew he was quite popular amongst the kids because he'd always encourage them in their interests. He never forgot which kid was into dinosaurs, which one was a Stardew gamer, which one just liked to color. It was a priority for him. It didn't hurt that his big, strong arms were good for carrying kids around, whether for fun, emergency or comfort. He made the kids feel safe.
You finally caught sight of Jake, helping to hand out presents. The sight of him brought an immediate smile to your face. He looked so ridiculous in the elf hat, but he was owning it and the kids loved it. You decide to stand and watch him, waiting until he had a break to talk to you.
Because you were wearing your casual clothes it didn't surprise you to overhear some of the other nurses whispering about you.
"Who invited them to the holiday party?"
"Should we get someone?"
"Let me go talk to them and see what's up."
One of the nurses walks up and introduces herself as Michelle. You recognize the name from talking with Jake. She's one of the ones who's always asking him to reach stuff on the higher and lower levels while ogling him. You give her your first name and tell her you're one of the doctors from Cardiology. You show her your ticket to the party and tell her you're not in scrubs because it's supposed to be your day off.
"And you're spending it here at the hospital," she shakes her head.
"Well, it's the best, most heartwarming party in the area," you shrug.
"Is it the party or the guy?" You give her a confused look. "I saw you eyeing up Nurse Playboy."
"Nurse Playboy?"
"Yeah, it's the nickname we gave him," she explains. "He's the best at helping the kids with their playing, especially gaming during some of their treatments."
"Aww, that's so sweet! I'll bet he loves the nickname."
"Well, we haven't told him that one yet," she confesses. "It's just for those of us who want to dig our claws into that well muscled torso of his."
"Oh! Oh my!" Your eyes widen in shock at her statement. You decide to have a little fun. "I'm surprised none of you have staked a claim on him yet."
She snorts, "well, rumor has it he's married."
"Rumor?"
"He tells us and the kids he is, and he wears a couple rings on a necklace. But we're not sure."
"Not sure or just hopeful you've still got a chance?"
She chuckles at that, "probably the latter. But there's no way his wife could actually exist. The way he talks about her!"
"She exists," you nod.
"What? How do you know?"
"She works in Cardiology. Over there they call him Nurse Puppy because he follows her around like a puppy, eager for attention."
"You've gotta be kidding me," she huffs quietly.
"I can introduce you, if you'd like." She goes to say something but you don't linger.
As soon as you're within his vision, Jake lights up. "Hey beautiful! Merry Christmas!" Quickly but carefully Jake navigates his way towards you and wraps you up in a big hug before kissing you all over your face.
Several of the kids start giggling, others making "ewww!!" noises that have you laughing even harder. Part of you wants to give Michelle a gloating look, but when you're in Jake's arms, the need to be petty subsides. She can see for herself that Jake's taken.
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Tagging:
@alicedopey; @delicatebarness; @icefrozendeadlyqueen; @irishhappiness;
@lokislady82; @ronearoundblindly; @thiquefunlover63
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feminist-pussycat · 5 months ago
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hate getting up this early for work but can’t deny I look sharp as hell in these scrubs
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thatmermaidroozies5 · 2 years ago
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At Long Last I am an ER Nurse!
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taraross-1787 · 11 months ago
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This Day in History: Navy Nurse Corps
At about this time in 1944, women in the Navy Nurse Corps are given full military ranks for the first time. The Corps’ Superintendent, Sue Dauser, becomes the first woman in the Navy to hold the rank of Captain.
The move came after years of hard work.
Nurses had been helping the Navy for decades, of course. When the hospital ship Red Rover traveled up and down the Mississippi during the Civil War, it had volunteer nurses on board. Likewise, USS Relief carried volunteer nurses during the Spanish-American War.
Things became more official in 1908.
The story continues here: https://www.taraross.com/post/tdih-navy-nurse-corps
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phantom-wolf · 5 months ago
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@hetalia-rarepairweek
Day 3: Apocalypse
Title: Starving off Her breadcrumbs
Ship: Arthur Kirkland x Elizabeth I // Arthur Kirkland x Elizabeth I x Alfred F. Jones
Cowritten with: @the-engdyssey
Summary: He vaguely heard Reg's introduction as he watched a young woman headbutt and break the windshield of a nearby car. In a desperate bid to escape, the occupant, a middle aged man, fumbled with the car door, spilling out onto the pavement. But not before the woman had latched onto him, her head turned sideways as she lunged once more, her mouth clamping down on the man's arm.
Then came the countdown.
Here comes a herd of zebras! One. With a ferocity she tore her head back, stripping the man of flesh and muscle as she did so. More akin to a bear ripping into the carcass of an elk than anything human.
Two. The female left him after she'd taken a few chunks out of his arm, her attention stolen by another passerby that had run too close. The man's arm was twitching uncontrollably, spasming from what Alfred had assumed was pain. He couldn't bring himself to look away. What the fuck?
Three. The Marine urged his family to move quicker as he noticed the body on the ground convulsing. Worse now. It wasn't just arm twitches anymore, his whole body was convulsing-
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wondersxwomen · 1 year ago
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We need your help.
Eowyn is creating a new line of stuffed animals called American Hero's.
When she lists each bear on the website she wants to give them the name of a real American Hero in that profession.
We need names for heroes from the following professions:
Nurses / CNA
Doctors
Police
Corrections officrs
Marines
Navy
Army
Coast Guard
Airforce
Please comment, below, with the first name and occupation of a hero you know.
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oh-hawkeye · 2 years ago
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'Are we dead?' 'Feels like heaven to me.'
M*A*S*H, "The Army-Navy Game"
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remembertheplunge · 1 year ago
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Pluto mission starts today. 9 year mission. 2015.
1/19/2006. Thursday. 12:29pm
I slept off and on last night from 9pm to 5:15 am or so. My stomach was odd, leading to strong, lost, homesick bad dreams. One dream was about my parent’s home, my childhood home, in Atwater , California. In the dream, the house was falling apart and down into a large ravine like basement beneath it.I was preparing to move away from the house  when this happened.
Just dusk. 5:46pm
Talked to mom. She flys out to see her sister Blanche tomorrow. Mary drives her to the Fresno airport. Mary and Dan pick her up. Blanche, my mother’s oldest sister, will move to Omaha to be near relatives. (Blanche was born in 1914).
Wilson Picket died today. 1941-2006.  He co- wrote the song “In the midnight hour”.
Pluto mission starts today. 9 year flight. 2015. On board are the ashes of the man who discovered Pluto in 1930.
Note
The Pluto mission was called New Horizon’s. It was the first mission to the Pluto System and the Kuiper belt. It’s closest approach to Pluto was on July 14, 2015.
The Pluto mission was kind of like the journal mission. The journal carries the ashes of the past into the future where they are revived, reinterpreted and transform the present.
Regarding my dream about my parent’s house, it’s interesting that within 6 years , it would “come true”. The house and the warmth and security it once represented fell into the ravine of family division and disinheritance.
“In the midnight hour” is one of my favorite treadmill songs now. I treadmill 35 minutes a day. Often, I do it to 1960’s music.
Blanche moved into a retirement home in Omaha. In October 2006, I flew back to Lincoln and Omaha for a family reunion (my mom’ s family). We had lunch  with Blanche there at the retirement home.  Growing up, I always felt close to Blanche. After the disinheritance, I cut off communication with the family including Blanche. I learned about a year ago from cousin Debbie that Blanche died. I think she was close to 100 when she died. She had been a nurse in the Navy(?) and had served as a nurse during WWII in Europe. She never married and had no children.
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totallyhussein-blog · 2 years ago
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Combat Stress keep fighting for mental health care 104 years on
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It's amazing to think, that 2023 marks 104 years since Combat Stress: The UK's Leading Charity for Veterans' Mental Health was founded, back on the 12th May, 1919.
Their original name was the Ex-Servicemen's Welfare Society and they opened their first "recuperative home" in 1920 on Putney Hill in South West London, for those suffering Shell-Shock from WW1.
For over a century, Combat Stress have helped former servicemen and women with mental health problems like post-traumatic stress disorder, anxiety and depression.
Before organizations like the NHS were even started, back in 1919, the pioneering founders of Combat Stress revolutionized Britain's approach to mental health care and changed public attitudes along the way.
The approach of those who started Combat Stress, laid solid foundations for the organization to provide treatment to veterans' across the UK. Their aim today, is to help veterans tackle their past, and face a much brighter future.
Combat Stress now have treatment hubs in Scotland, Northern Ireland, South, Central and the North West of England. They are also part of a much bigger family of military organizations, who provide specialized welfare and healthcare support to Britain's ex-forces community.
Combat Stress helped over 14,000 veterans in the last year alone, and you can find out more about combatstress.org.uk through their website, or you can join the conversation over at @CombatStress on Twitter and Facebook.
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jakeroo · 5 months ago
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one time at a new job someone told me a bunch of shit all at once and I was 100% listening and then he said "repeat back everything I just said" and I instantly forgot it all and I got in a lot of trouble because he thought I was being deliberately obtuse or some shit.
And then I was talking shit about the situation later to someone and didnt realize a patient overheard me and she reported me for it and I got in trouble again and this was all within like 3 days of being there
Then I was just having trouble retaining info and got yelled at again so I decided I didnt want to work there and I requested a transfer.
Then I found out YEARS later that people from that place STILL talked about me and i had a really shitty reputation and they had been telling people I was fired. I was literally there for like a week
*retaining nothing you just said* got it
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thecoparoom · 2 months ago
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Irresistible as always
1943
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neverendingford · 2 months ago
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#tag talk#learning language just makes my brain vibrate on just the right frequency#my goal for the rest of this year and the year coming is to get really good at Spanish#between Language Transfer (really fucking good go check it out thanks to my sibling recommending it to me) and then#then all the immersion I've been doing with music and TV#I feel like I stand a chance of getting genuinely good at it#I have this dream of knowing several other languages but I need to start by developing the skill with a language I'm already familiar with#and now I'm medicated I can finally push for like.. an actual goal and achievement#this feels like an extension of my obsession with communication.#which now that I think about it. a lot of things I love have a strong communication aspect to them.#music. fashion. art. they all communicate ideas.#that's even maybe what I like about porn. it's a work that's designed to communicate a very specific feeling and idea#and kink is an expression of power and trust. control and release. poetry.#do these tags read like the ramblings of a mad man? am I just throwing darts at a wall and connecting them with red string?#maybe I am crazy. but I'm not wrong. I'm autistic I'm incapable of believing I'm wrong.#is that joke in poor taste? probably.#anyway. I love communication and learning Spanish is my gateway to an entire world of ideas embedded in the structure of language itself#plus it would probably help my ability to keep up with my brother's dreams of traveling abroad#and I could help him learn languages cause I love teaching and he's not as hardwired for it as I am.#oh also I bought a vocabulary book to work through because language transfer is teaching me the grammar and structure#but I need vocabulary to back it up#I have a small work vocabulary I use with the customers who don't speak English very well. shit like “this. it works?”#but even like. idk. I'm really good at understanding people with difficult speech.#one resident at my nursing home had severe muscle degeneration and couldn't do much outside of vague flopping#but she would still try to speak and I got pretty good at understanding her and having conversations while feeding her.#she was in the navy and ate a bunch of neat food in Korea and she's the reason I finally watched Jaws for the first time#and like.. my ability to understand is what let her influence my life like that. I got to connect with another human being.#like. it's a gift that enhances my life and I want to choose to shape my life around this gift.#my love and obsession with communication is something I've had my whole life and if is something constant I need to consider it#so many other things in my life are shifting and uncertain. I want to chase the constant source of joy that's a part of who I am.
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megashivworld-blog · 8 months ago
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suziwest-coatcollection · 1 year ago
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