#nebula-medic

[chaosmicjelly]

@nebula-medic ( continued from here )

"Get off me!" Nebula shoved her away.

"You're alive.. Great!" Perrine really meant it. She didn't take it personally that the stranger had shoved her away.

"Are you alright? What happened?"

[itsybitsypeterparker]

“  i need you to stay awake for me okay? keep your eyes open.  ”

@nebula-medic

some ask meme idk // accepting! @nebula-medic

This....blue woman seemed somewhat familiar. Just barely, though. He'd be more distracted by her skin color if his focus wasn't so scrambled from the injuries he had. He had bigger issues than the strangeness of her blue skin.

"I'm...tryin'." Peter told her, sitting up as best he could with a wince.

[avysfeathers]

@nebula-medic

Groot looked up at Nebula and tilted his head. "I Am Goot." [Nebula!]

[flxshy]

"When you're upset, you do this... disappearing thing. You're doing it right now."

nebula looks concerned for rocket

@nebula-medic

@nebula-medic

"I really don't know what you are talking about. I'm just working on something on the side and I need silence for it."

The mammal groaned, dropping a wrench to the ships floor, letting the clanging echo through the hallway. The aggression clear in his mannerisms.

"Besides when did you start caring?"

[guardian-rocket]

“ call me, even if it's the middle of the night. “ nebula points at him smirking "rocks i mean it"

@nebula-gotg-medic

"Relax Nebs, I'm doing much better now."

[oasisofgalaxies]

FINALLY GOT MY MEDS REFILLED LETS GO

[salubriousbean]

What's In A Name?

Where I, the salubrious bean, talk about why I gave an original character their name.

Episode 2: Clone Medic Ten, CT-4736 of Nebula Company

So for Ten, I randomly came up with the name "Ten" first, and then built a CT number for him. I made it so the first and last numbers (4+6) added up to ten, and the middle two numbers (7+3) also added up to ten.

Then, I created the "backstory" of having Ten be really good at hacking, so binary, with all its ones and zeroes. So that's in-universe how he got his name.

Also, when I was typing this I realized Ten's name is like Tem like Temura Morrison hehe

I like to make patterns like Ten's in CT numbers for my OCs, so y'all out there who's reading this "series" can also expect episodes on why I gave CT numbers to some of my clone boys. (And other times it's just random and that's okay :> )

[flashthescalesian-art]

About the OC development questions—1, 15, and 34, any OC(s) you want to talk about :3

I’m gonna do a few different OCs!

1- the disaster icon himself, the 342nd’s Commander Jax is the most restless sleeper ever. He frequently falls out of bed and just keeps sleeping after he hits the floor. The only way to keep him in bed is to have one of his brothers sleep with him, so Blazer usually crashes in Jax’s quarters with him.

15- Nebula, the Jedi general of the 342nd. A symbol that would fit him, as cliche as it might be, would probably be a yin-yang symbol because while he is a Jedi, he battles his dark side more frequently than many of his Jedi peers.

34- Volt, the 212th’s spitfire medic. All anyone would have to do to blackmail him is threaten one of his batchmates. Poor dude is so traumatized by losing one batchmate that the idea of losing another is terrifying, and he’d just cave and do whatever he was being blackmailed to do.

[aprylx]

Whumptober 2023 - Complete!

This is definetly more catered towards TF2 fans, as the majority are in that fandom! :)

https://archiveofourown.org/series/3755488

Enjoy! <3

[en8y]

artisanebulaslimic + nebulaslimedic + nebulaslimiceptor

[IMAGE ID: three horizontal flags with nine stripes; each flag has a nebula dervish slime in the center. the nebula dervish slime is a dark green-blue blob, with a ring around it. it has light yellow accents and light yellow stars sparkling in its body. it has small eyes and an open, happy smile. the middle stripe is twice as large as the rest of them, which are equally sized. the first flag has these top three colors: dark brown, medium brown, and light brown. the second flag has these top three colors: dark blue, medium blue, and light teal blue. the third flag has these top three colors: dark cool grey, medium cool grey, and cool off-white. each flag has these bottom six stripes: dark dull teal, off-white, dark dull teal, pastel yellow, medium teal, and dark teal. END ID.]

artisanebulaslimic: a gender connected to being a nebula slime artisan; this gender is connected to nebula slime aesthetics, construction aesthetics, and being part of, or made by, the construction coven. can be Solid-in-Nature (SOLIDiN), Geo-in-Nature (GEONiN), and/or Magical-in-Nature (MAGiN), but doesn't have to be!

nebulaslimedic: a gender connected to being a nebula slime medic; this gender is connected to nebula slime aesthetics, healing/healer aesthetics, and being part of, or made by, the healing coven. can be Doctor-in-Nature (DOCTiN), Nurse-in-Nature (NURSiN), and/or Magical-in-Nature (MAGiN), but doesn't have to be!

nebulaslimiceptor: a gender connected to being a nebula slime deceptor; this gender is connected to nebula slime aesthetics, illusionary aesthetics, and being part of, or made by, the illusion coven. can be Changing-in-Nature (CHiN), Hypnoceras-in-Nature (HYPNiN), and/or Magical-in-Nature (MAGiN), but doesn't have to be!

[nebulaesys]

Update

I wanna let you all know why I've been gone. We've been dealing with a lot of mental health issues and pretty bad physical issues. We're in the process of diagnosis and symptom management.

It's very exhausting and any free time we have had gone to sketches and passion art. We make emotes more as a resource than our preferred art type.

Perhaps we'll post the art but still not sure

[polaris-stuff]

Why do you hate Monty? (Just curious)

Oh anon, you just opened Pandora's box... (Again, this is the second time it's been opened on this blog!!!)

Let's start with the first few days, okay?

Watching Monty steal money was fun, his dynamic with Old Moon was fun, when did it all start to go down the drain? When Earth arrived. And by this I don't mean that it's Earth's fault, not at all! She's just another victim of this alligator.

Monty, upon seeing her, the first thing he said to her was "mommy" even though Earth showed his displeasure about it. He continually followed her around the place to ask her out (even after she told him that she wasn't interested in that at the moment). He gaslighted her and lied to her until she agreed to go on a date with him.

And after that, Monty, to this day, continues to lie to her on several occasions: he doesn't tell her that he continues to kill people, all the times he punched/pointed a gun at Sun, erase part of FC memory. I am 100% sure that Earth would never accept this kind of behavior.

Not to mention that Earth seems to be forcing herself to think that every single thing Monty does is funny (for example, Monty extorting Lunar and Earth laughing saying that it was funny when Sun and Lunar told her that it was not).

In short, Earth, my girl, open your eyes and realize that you have the worst partner in the world. You deserve better, Nebula is right there!

And obviously, all the shit Monty did to Nexus.

Not only did he admit to Nexus' face that he never liked him and that he always wanted to bring Old Moon back, he also electrocuted Nexus into unconsciousness and WITHOUT CONSENT entered his head. Nexus said no and Monty did it anyway, and by force.

And no, you cant excuse him with "but Monty did it to bring Old Moon back 🥺 it was for the greater good" Because if I had a medical problem and I told the doctor that I didn't want help anyway and they knocked me out to help me while I was unconscious, it is a violation of my rights and I can sue them. Nexus said no, and no means no.

Monty is an uncontrolled person, with anger issues who likes to get what he wants when he wants it regardless of how he has to get it, whether by killing, extorting, bombing, etc. He's an asshole and a danger to people around them.

[partofmycharm]

Prayers

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Pairing: Female Reader x Male Yautja

Synopsis: You’ve been trying for a baby with your Yautja mate for a while now.

Content Warnings: struggling to get pregnant, happy ending, SFW

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You’d heard him praying every night.

For a while, you’d given him space. It worried you a little, sure, because he’d never done that before. But the last thing you wanted was to make him feel that you were invading his privacy.

That was, until, you left the bathroom one night, having spent longer than usual.

You were on your way back to your shared bedroom when you passed the main area. Your mate never closed the door behind him, so you saw him, his head bowed, legs tucked underneath him.

Your living situation saw you both on the mothership—a temporary arrangement, and one that provided breathtaking sights of the space around you.

And that’s where he sat. In front of the alcove in the window. He didn’t watch the nebula they passed in the distance. Through the reflection, you could see his eyes were closed as he held his own thighs.

“…if Paya… grace us… blessing of a pup…”

You left quickly after that. There were no doubts that he’d heard you. But he never mentioned it—not a single thing.

You two had been together for a few years now. You’d always been toeing the idea of starting a family, it was never something you’d ever consider, but after settling into this new life, the concept was more compelling. With advanced medical technology at your disposal and seeing how family-oriented your mate actually was, it persuaded you into the idea.

So, you received the injections, the ones that made you able to reproduce.

But to no luck. It had been a few months, and never once did those tests yield a positive result. Your mate was heartbroken, but you tried not to be so down about it.

It broke your heart to know he had been praying for it every night.

And when you waited for him to come to bed, it’s all you could hear. Murmured words in his native language became church bells ringing through your skull.

He would always come to bed and hold you tight right after.

You decided to join him one night. When you knelt next to him, legs tucked beneath you, he looked at you.

You took his hand. He prayed with you, that night.

And when your pregnancy test yielded positive a few days later, you couldn’t help but wonder if Paya had been waiting to hear your voice that entire time.

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[guardian-rocket]

"wanna go for a drink?" nebula asked rocket "you've been working on that thing for days"

@nebula-medic

"I lack certain calculations I'd need to get this working right, it's all very trial and error," Rocket said, as he was working on taking apart a shield implant he was working on.

"I don't wanna drink, I'm too tired, I'd just make myself pass out and you'd be stuck carrying another sorry sap off to bed. How about we go get something to eat instead?"

[deliciousdietdrpepper]

I love the episodes of Star Trek where all the humans get Space Plague or Spacetime Sickness and it’s up to the android/hologram/alien-crew-mates to save everyone because it demonstrates just how instrumental diversity is on a spaceship where who knows what could happen. If I was in charge of the ship roster there would be such a diverse crew that most incidents wouldn’t cause major havoc. All the humans on the ship are dying? Congrats, 80% of the crew are on the job trying to cure you. Need to send everyone to sleep while traveling through a toxic nebula? No worries! You have several crew members to assist you in ship functions and crew medical assistance. It’s objectively strange that star fleet should be 90% human and the only thing I can think to justify it is how many hours the makeup artists need to do their job well.

[moriaarts]

ARC Trooper Corporal Jaig

Blorbo the second, Jaig the ARC of the 343rd. In house mother and bleeding heart in disguise. With the text under the cut.

CT - 8407 “Jaig” has proven herself to be a survivor. Calm, collected and aloof, Jaig comes across as a cold and unapproachable soldier. But its a mask of a hunter observing the world for signs of danger.

The name “Jaig” was given to her early in the war when a B1 droid got in close and disarmed her. It’s not in Jaig nature to go down without a fight. It’s not in her nature to go down at all. All clones are trained in hand to hand combat, made stronger and more agile than base humans. But these are necessary against unyielding mechanical fists. Knocked off her feet by a metal backhand, she remember the raw of the wind across the sands, of the LAAT’s, of blaster fire.

She registers the B1s flooding in and going for her batchmates, her squadron, helmet forgotten she goes for the nearest one and shreds out the wires in its neck. It’s a valiant effort. It’s luck. The droid reaches back, grabbing her by the face to pull her off. It’s joints seize and all thats left as it turns on her is the command prompt to shoot and keep shooting. The fucker took her eye. Tore the skin off around it.

The scar that it left was triangular shaded, the skin too smooth for the rest of her face. A jaig eye, Jai’galaar’la sur’haii’se, a shreik-hawk eye, they said. Said her quick thinking took out a platoon of clankers when the droid she hardwired mindlessly shot a downed LAAT, blowing it, sending it crashing on top of the ones storming their trench. She just remembers being pissed because they knocked her bucket off and didn't finish the job. So she gets to trained as an ARC. It’s an honour. And she agrees but it doesn't feel real. Even assigned to the 21st Nova Corps, under the command of Commander Jet, Clone Marshal Commander Bacara, and General Ki Adi Mundi.

She never really like red. Liked the long kama though. She also had not like General Mundi. The rumour was that he had ten wives. The number changed depending on the battalion they were bunking with. It was more like four. But knowing the jedi’s no string policy she's even less of a fan. Even less in the coming months before. Jaig would be with the nova corps for few campaigns. Used to smile when Block chased her around with hair shears. How Duke would always grumbled getting dirt off his armour, and asked how she kept hers so clean and not smelling of wet bantha. But besides that she hadn't known much about herself until they had met them. Two of General Mundi’s wives met them at a medical station one a doctor the other visiting from a relief mission. Pamania. She was lovely. Covered in simple jedi cream robes all except for her eyes. Eyes of deep pools of dark purple, nebulas set in russet skin. They creased when she smiled. Lashes fluttered when she cried. They visited the medical base often. Pamania was gentle with them. Patient and kind, and fierce as a forests fire when they came back in a state. Jaig thinks she liked her. The first one to call her sister. The first to run fingers through her hair rather than playfully pull it when she gave her some self sacrificing crap. The first person to kiss her on the cheek and tell her she had a right to live in this world. War or no war.

Jaig had been younger then, Naive and unsure what to do with such gentle treatment. Who knew an innocent kiss to a clothed cheek would do such damage? Jet had scolded her and within a week she was decommissioned for improper behaviour, officially. Unofficially reassigned in shiny armour to the 343rd.  

Bonus:

Jaig loves the twins like her own. Especially Lash, whose quiet sarcasm is a family brand of deflection. She wants more with Ro, but Ro has a whole host of issues to make up with before Jaig is next in line. Doesn’t stop her having the ARF troopers back though. They both got on best, both being recon troops and with her 3rd in command and Ro in 2nd, they often share looks of exasperation and concern at the expense of Kiss.  

Here is Captain Kiss x and the rest of the company.

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