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From : [email protected] To : [email protected], @rizico Subject : Biopsy results
Dear Max,
I am probably the last person you want to receive an e-mail from. I know I could have written you sooner, or maybe called. I think about you and Luna every day … I can’t even talk to Lauren without having to pretend. And please don’t be upset with her —— I didn’t know how to do this on my own, didn’t know how to not miss you. Or Luna.
Dr. Gellar forwarded me your biopsy results, Max. Please message me as soon as you’re available for a phone call ? I wanted to call Elizabeth when you didn’t pick up earlier ... but, knowing you —— knowing that you would rather drag your drip all across New Amsterdam than sit still for just an hour —— you probably have not told her. And I don’t think I have the right to be upset that you didn’t tell me, either, not after everything I put you through. But I’m worried about you. I want nothing more than to hear your voice and have you tell me I’m misinterpreting these results. That there’s no reason for me to pack my bag and come visit you.
You’re my best friend. Or you were my best friend, and so much more than that. I don’t know what else to say other than that I’m thinking of you, constantly, and I haven’t not thought about you and everything you mean to me since leaving. How can I help ?
With love, Helen
#god this type of thread is gonna pressure me so much lmfao#BUT ALS O ITS GONNA BREAK ME BYE#rizico#― 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘢𝘮𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘥𝘢𝘮 , if it's not impossible it's worth the risk. private *#― 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 , helen sharpe & max goodwin ,rizico *#cancer mention /#cancer cw /
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☤ INTERACTION ✭ STARTER CALL.
5x09 + 5x10 BASED.
STATUS: open.
“i told you, i don’t need any actual days off,” entitled to bereavement or not, that seems excessive... lauren would much rather work between getting everything in order. someone has to be the responsible one. it’s an odd reversal of roles as she leads @rizico on a speedy and wild path around the ED with a near frantic energy.
finally she stops, arms crossing over her chest as she stares him down, “i’ll step out for a few hours to take care of things and come back. seriously, i don’t get why everyone’s acting like this is such a huge deal,” maybe... well, maybe lauren’s just in denial, or shock, or something. maybe that’s why she can’t slow down: because then it’ll hit her, along with all the feelings she has no interest in addressing right now.
#rizico#☆ in character ┊ writing.#☆ in character ┊ thread: rizico 010.#☆ verse ┊ new amsterdam.#☆ arc ┊ season five.#omg look at us in double digits#this is more post 5x08 but it's fine
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☤ THREAD ☤ CONTINUED ☤
𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐘 𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇 own skin . her presence infects beating heart. her smile paints happiness within chest , eyes lost beneath sparkles of her gaze. digits intertwined with hers as one hand is gently lifted up in the air , allowing lips to draw map of tiny kisses down thin knuckles. ❛ mmh , 𝑦𝑜𝑢’𝑟𝑒 𝑔𝑜𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑘𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑚𝑒 ? ❜
❛ that’s great because i was thinking , maybe we could 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚍 ? ❜ features hidden within safe space of her neck , breathing in , her scent that fills nostrils & travels up to his brain feels like an addiction ( a 𝑠𝑎𝑓𝑒 𝑠ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑡𝑒𝑟 mind urges to escape to each time the world is too heavy to hold ). ❛ just 𝔶𝔬𝔲 & 𝔪𝔢 _ & harrison’s infectious disease . . . what do you say ? ❜
@rizico's lips against her knuckles... it prompts a joy-filled laugh as her adoring gaze lingers. god, max goodwin is so many things. he's exasperating, exhausting, he never slows down... but he's also kind, and smart, and charming, and so so good. he's so good.
he can be frustrating, absolutely, but georgia adores him. she can't stop loving him, and doesn't think she ever could — because those very things that frustrate her are an essential part of who he is. an essential part of why she loves him.
"mhmm, i'm gonna keep you. convenient seeing as i just finished unpacking the last of your things today, isn't it?"
"some time away sounds great, actually," georgia hums, nodding as she entwines her fingers with his, her free arm draped over his shoulder, head resting against his. "but i'm thinking... hmm, i'm thinking we leave harrison's infectious disease behind. weekend getaways aren't quite as relaxing with a third wheel,"
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i don't currently have words, but i'm truly so thankful for this show and lauren in particular. i've never connected so deeply with a fictional character (which, given my history, is really saying something). i've never cherished a character through every single arc they've had the way i've cherished lauren. i've never had a character help me heal in the way lauren has, or to see myself as a human worthy of love and forgiveness and having an actual life filled with people who care about me in the way lauren has. i've made the most incredible friends through my adoration of lauren, i really have, and i'll never forget the ways this show has changed my life.
a big ol' shoutout to the damfam ( @fatalelity / @colnerys, @rizico, & @conzierge ) for becoming so fucking important to me over the last two years.
a big ol' shoutout to everyone who's come to love lauren through me, because that's the greatest compliment i could earn with a character who means so very much to me.
and a big ol' shoutout for all the stories to come.
thank you, my friends, thank you new amsterdam, and thank you lauren bloom <3
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@rizico ❀ semi-plotted starter
“oh max, hey!” both tone and smile are bright as she steps out of the daycare, gigi already content — if not thrilled — to be able to spend time with her friends. speaking of which... “i’ve gotta say, luna’s pretty popular in the nevin-hawkins household, gigi wouldn’t stop talking my ear off about how great her newest friend is.” hands rest on her hips as she laughs, “i had to resort to an ice cream bribe to get her to go to bed,”
#rizico#✿ ⦙ writing.#✿ ⦙ rizico 001.#✿ v: new amsterdam.#not your pinned post reminding me to write you a thing
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ˊ › starter call / @rizico ,
“ did you even breathe just then, max ? “ you smother a smile, the kind you have noticed tend to form around him, as you walk : max all but skipping at your side, and you roll your eyes. “ i think you’ve had too much coffee this morning, remind me to get you decaf tomorrow. “
#rizico#ˊ › rizico & max goodwin ‚#ˊ › in character ‚#ˊ › helen sharpe ‚#ˊ › canon : present ‚#smooches.
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Vrste zivotnog osiguranja: Mjesovita osiguranja zivota Mjesovito classic Mjesovito fiksno Mjesovito dvostruka sigurnost Riziko osiguranja zivota Rizico classic Riziko krediti Stipendijska osiguranja zivota
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Twas al even geleden dat ik hier iets schreef Ook al antwoord je niet voel t goed aan om mijn gedachten neer te pennen Vansddag kwam ik domweg te weten dat je mijn verleden gebruikt had om mijn eigen moeser tegen mij op te zetten Mijn eerste gedachten waren alsof de laatse paar stenen, die jij om mij opbouwde , er nu volledig wegvielen ....de muur die jij om mij bouwde was eindelijk volledig weer afgebroken ....beter gezegd...mijn liefde voor jou was ingesloten maar sie bleef groeien ook al had ik mij al even vrijgevochten was er nog steeds enkele stukken die niet bij elkaar pasten maar nu paste alles bij heen ....nu begreep de collere van mijn moeder ....ocharme mijn ma oxharme de mensen die mij zo vertrouwden Jij ja jij vertelde dat ik mijn verleden weer opgenomen had tegen mijn mama ja jij loog ertegen terwijl jij beter wist ....terwijl ik jou hetzelfde belofte deed ...ik zou nooit meer die rottigheid nemen en jij wist dat ik dat ook niet meer deed jij wist dat Als ik nog ooit zoiets zou doen verllor ik jou en mijn kinderen ...waarom zou ik dan een rizico nemen om dit dan te doen Waarom ...omdan de liefde van mijn leven te verliezen voor altijd Jij controleerde mij dag in dag uit zelfs ons docter deed dat en zelfs zij vond niks Dus waarom ging je dan zulke zakens vertellen tegen mijn moeder als je wist dat het niet waar was Maar dank je wel voor de leugens die jij verspreide dank je wel Maar ooit komt alles wel uit Maar ik ben niet zoals jij ...ik verdedigde jou en zal dat blijven doen Jij wilt mij weg spijt mij maar ik blijf waar ik ben en zal blijven vechten Ik blijf staan
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regarding the canon divergence. she should have never let max in. it’s a mistake, not because she doesn’t love him ―― she’s never been more sure of anything in her life. but the timing is never right. between the threat of him getting his custody over luna revoked, sending mina off to attend cambridge across the pond, and seeing her mother cough up blood, it’s a mistake made out of insecurity. everything seems fragile, and max … he doesn’t. he radiates a comforting chaos in which every reluctant doubt is drowned out. but she knows the moment she opens the door to him panting and staring at her : she cannot let him in and not break his heart. several days pass between her return from london and the night she spends with max ; days during which she mulls the decision to leave over and over and over. lauren knows of her doubts and the urge to change something back home. it isn’t a decision to makes lightly, and it isn’t a decision she makes just for herself : there’s a wound in her chest, has been there as long as she can remember. she wants a child, she’s wanted a child since she was young ―― but something tells her that as long as she has that gaping injury pouring blood from her rib cage, the same she sees on her mother’s breast every time she looks at her, she’ll hand it down to whatever life she attempts to grow.
and so it unfolds ; she apologises. no apology has ever come more reluctantly over her lips than the one uttered to max in the aftermath of a kiss that shouldn’t have taken place. the relationship ends before it even begins. she knows that a long distance relationship would just ruin them both. she’d pull him down with her ―― and new amsterdam needs max, in just that way she doesn’t.
she keeps in contact with lauren, avoiding max as though that could make the heartache easier. when she returns to spend the night with her friends and suffers a massive stroke as a result of being drugged, the cracks under her feet become a downward spiral. for months, she struggles to get even the simplest sentences out. no ifs, ands, or buts. the life she’s attempted to build back in london slips out of her hands : she goes into rehab, withdraws even further from anyone she knows, and the ground she’s laid to heal the relationship to her mother gets chapped. her recovery takes her well into season five, but there are moments in which she finally allows herself to think about max, and about luna. but when she reaches out … he’s distant. there’s a lump in his neck. the words unlock a fear inside her chest that she’s almost successfully made herself forget about : she returns, becomes his doctor. and it’s back to the beginning, isn’t it ? this time, she won’t run when her heart begins stumbling again.
affiliated . rizico, max goodwin. trustschaos, lauren bloom. fatalelity, addison montgomery. therxsistance, elizabeth wilder.
🖤 this for me to come plot something with you.
#<3#she gets an asl interpreter as well oki#mostly to translate what she says to her patients#she still understands everything pretty much#is also good with writing#and goes to speech therapy#BUT she struggles with speech in the aftermath of the drugging#and sometimes gets words mixed up#― 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘦 , but not at the expense of my patients. h. sharpe *#― 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘢𝘮𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘥𝘢𝘮 , if it's not impossible it's worth the risk. private *
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AUNTIE LAUREN!!!!
UNPROMPTED, always accepting.
maybe she should’ve learned some lesson by now. maybe lauren should’ve realized that lying to the people you love can only end in disaster after everything with leyla had imploded and she’d been left trying to pull herself together in the aftermath. ha, it really is true what they say about how those who don’t learn from the past are doomed to repeat it, isn’t it?
first she notices the sound of tiny feet, then the feel of the cushion next to her shifting as little sounds indicate the effort involved in adjusting to sit facing the right way, and finally the warmth of small fingers brushing hair behind her ear so those sweet eyes can look into hers. the words that follow are perfectly in line with the way luna’s treated her since she’d showed up only an hour ago.
"auntie, lauwen, you can sleep in my bed." gaze drifts from luna to @rizico standing nearby, and back to the three-year-old ❪ god, how is she already three? but at the same time... kind beyond her years ❫.
the absolute earnest gentleness in the girl’s gaze is what causes lauren’s jaw to tremble as tears well in her eyes. there’s no way in hell she deserves this there’s no damn way this level of kindness is anything remotely resembling anything lauren deserves after the shit she’d pulled. again.
if anything, festering in her misery seems fitting... and even then, it seems only to be a start.
eyes squeeze shut as every fiber of her being fights off a full-fledged sob, a watery smile flashed weakly in the direction of luna.
“you know what? that... that’s so sweet of you,” lauren draws in a sharp breath and exhales slowly, hoping it’ll provide a few extra seconds of steel — but it doesn’t, and her voice breaks as she continues, “but i... i need to let you have your own bed, auntie lauren will be just fine right here,”
#rizico#☆ in character ┊ writing.#☆ out of character ┊ answered.#newdam spoilers //#just in case#anyway i'm wEEPING
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☤ STARTER CALL.
“okay, you’re acting even weirder than usual,” arms cross over her chest, brow lifting as she looks @rizico up and down, “are you gonna fire half the hospital again, or...?”
#rizico#☆ in character ┊ writing.#☆ in character ┊ thread: rizico 008.#☆ verse ┊ new amsterdam.#☆ arc ┊ season one.
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a semi-plotted starter ― @rizico
desperation manifests most harshly in the absence of touch : fabric crumples between his side and her trembling hands, fingers hold onto the tasbih like a lifeline meant of keeping him afloat. and it pours out of her, all the air she’s collected in her lungs, in shattered breaths that she muffles despite their inability to wake him. part of her has stopped believing in the future that she once chased. mohammad’s death, her diagnosis… max made her feel something, reminded her of the woman she wanted to be as a child. but she failed. as cassian’s partner, as mina’s guardian, as lauren’s friend, as max’s doctor. the chasm between her fingertips and his limp hand grows bigger the more she thinks about what it could have meant if she’d lost him. how much can a person lose? how much of herself is still left after all this failure?
muscles twitch when he stirs, eyes attempting to catch his ―― but his head lulls and only when a subtle twinge creeps up her palms, helen realises the sheer force with which she presses her nails into her skin. “ can you see? ”
#rizico#:(((((((((((((((((#― 𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘯 , you don't take credit for something until you're done. default *#― 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 , helen sharpe & max goodwin ,rizico *
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which unpopular archetype are you ?
the omen, blood pours from you easier than most people. wherever you go, you’ll be watched. children will learn fear from you. the people you love will be scared to witness. they’ll shut their ears and put you away and once you’re gone, you’ll be hollowed until all that remains is the message. you were always the first sign of what was to come. in time, people will forget you were even a person. yours is a silent epilogue. if you are saved, it will be out of the spotlight. you’re more than your baggage, omen . . . personality : wise, selfless, pessimistic / counterpart : the taken.
the loyal, it’s a good thing you’re so patient. you know what it’s like to feel the full weight of doubt bearing down in you. for years, it tried to squeeze the life from your lungs but nothing’s going to make you bow. you kept the candle’s flame alive. you whispered the names at nightfall. the vigil still lives inside of you. one day, the waiting will have been worth it. all your love is going to come home to you. you’re more important than you know. you’re still the one true believer . . . personality : calm, level-headed, stubborn / counterpart : the accomplice.
the killer, you got fucked up something awful. sorry. i don’t know why or when it got so bad for you, but now that heat feels so true to you that it’s hard to imagine a you without it. there’s nothing grand about the damage you do. it isn’t the kind that people write stories about. for this reason, it’ll be a while before anyone stops you, if they ever come around to it. it’s all the more likely that you’ll have to dig your own way out of this pit. one day you won’t even remember how blood tasted. the rage won’t keep you warm forever, killer ! . . . personality : intense, introspective, edgy / counterpart : the dark horse.
the loyal, it’s a good thing you’re so patient. you know what it’s like to feel the full weight of doubt bearing down in you. for years, it tried to squeeze the life from your lungs but nothing’s going to make you bow. you kept the candle’s flame alive. you whispered the names at nightfall. the vigil still lives inside of you. one day, the waiting will have been worth it. all your love is going to come home to you. you’re more important than you know. you’re still the one true believer . . . personality : calm, level-headed, stubborn / counterpart : the accomplice.
the higher power, you’re the best, you’ve always been the best, and now everyone who’s ever doubted you is gone. you’ve gotten everything you wanted. you smoked all your competition. but something inside of you just won’t settle. all the evil of the world is still out there, all the big problems that you never got around to. in spite of your skill, this is something you simply can’t handle yourself. but that’s ok. you’ve got new, shiny pawns to play with. you know how to make people do what you want. the ends justify the means, right ? . . . personality : talented, calculating, overbearing / counterpart : the ghost.
stole from myself, tagging : @conzierge, @srvial, @murkyhazed, @rizico, @nineprowls, @plnkladies, @forgries, @huntcriminals, @brockbiote, @revyrie, @weathrs + anyone who wants to do it, take it, it’s yours.
#ˊ › about ‚#ˊ › sydney kaiser ‚#ˊ › helen sharpe ‚#ˊ › regina mills ‚#ˊ › tara carpenter ‚#ˊ › jane smith ‚
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