#waiting for a transplant

[yorkshire-rockchick]

First night on night dialysis, 7 hours of doing absolutely nothing whilst pretending to sleep

[pochapal]

i think it's very fun and sexy that the new emerging culture war hot topic of 2025 is a rising stigma against organ donation. loving that one specifically for me

[kucherovv]

nikita kucherov has arrived at the nhl all-star game red carpet!!!!!

[respectthepetty]

Hello Petty,

Do you honestly think we could have Transplant with Max and Tul? Like, I would LOOOOOVE that, but I guess the chance to see it happen is... Low? 😣 But I would be so happy so see them acting together because the chemistry is insane 🥵

I reside in Optimistic City, so just like I act when Justin Bieber's "Sorry" comes on, I. Am. A. Believer.

Dr. Sammon has always been a catch, but in 2024, we got Dead Friend Forever, 4 Minutes, and the upcoming Spare Me Your Mercy, Petrichor, and Lost on the River from her when previous to this year, we had only four works from her: Manner of Death, Triage, Bite Me, and Make a Wish.

I'm not great at math, but in ONE YEAR, we will have more Dr. Sammon's pieces than we did in the five years prior. Homegirl is a hot commodity and this gives me some hope that companies want to adapt her work because it has an audience, which hopefully translates to guaranteed money.

Also, Max is in Petrichor. MaxTul did the fan meet in Japan and have done some ads together this year even after Tul announced his retirement. So Tul is open to making money off of the MaxTul partnership, but Max is fine with acting against others as well as we've seen in The Outing and Club Sapan Fine and will see in Petrichor. If we ever get Transplant, it'd be odd to have Max but not Tul, but the option is there with Max being willing to act with others (as he should), so Dr. Bun could be recast if Tul really is done with acting.

Or all the characters could just be recast since another company would produce it much like GAP The Series from Idol Factory and Blank The Series from Nine Star Studios are by the same creator set in the same universe with the same characters but two totally different shows with different actors.

Basically, I believe I will get Transplant one day one way or another, but it'd be nice if it were with MaxTul because just like Justin Bieber sang in "Sorry," "I'm missing more than just their bodies!"

[timminear]

i always forget what happens in house s5 due to it being bookended by s4 and s6

[aparticularbandit]

Okay, so. Something that's bothered me since learning about Ryoko is the eye color difference. Ryoko's eyes are red; Junko's eyes are blue.

One of them is clearly wearing contacts. But who?

The automatic assumption is Junko. Because let's be real, Ryoko would forget to wear whatever contacts Matsuda gave her - and then forget that she WAS wearing them, which wouldn't be great.

Wearing contacts is also an aspect of being a gyaru, so it would make sense for Junko to be wearing them.

But! What's more fun is this!

I debated whether Junko's true eye color should at all be related to Mukuro's. Mukuro's eye color, depending on image, is either gray or the same blue-grey as Junko's, even without contacts. As twins, I thought it would be cool if their eye colors matched. Even if they are fraternal twins.

However.

Mukuro and Junko both fall into the Red Oni, Blue Oni trope, Junko as red and Mukuro as blue. So it would make sense for Junko's natural eye color to reflect that in the same way that Mukuro's does.

So Junko is wearing contacts. The assumption holds. Why does this matter?

Because of all the colors she could choose for the eyes of her Junko Enoshima persona, she stole her sister's.

That's what matters.

[deklo]

standing in a long line for pastries will expose you to some of the most obnoxious conversations imaginable

[macabrity]

had THEE most embarrassing car owner moment. (I hate being predictable by being fruity gay and not knowing about cars, but they’re just not as enticing to me as eukaryotic life so it’s not on my list of priorities to know, even though I know it would benefit me greatly) my oil light came on and I told my dad and he was like “when did you last change it?” and I was like “um. well I presume when we got it last January it had new oil? 😅 that was 23K miles ago” and he told me later that his heart hurt just reading that (it’s supposed to be every 5K or so, plus my car’s make are notorious for burning thru oil). I thought I would get a reminder before it was on the verge of dead but no. they expect the meat driving the metal to do all the remembering.

tldr if you have a car check the oil regularly and get it changed every 5K miles to avoid catastrophic engine damage

[femmikoto]

the fact that we will never see the red flags shidou marked out for us in triage fully realised because of how the voting for t2 turned out agonises me each day. i need them to make me hate that man

[fagweave]

Can we talk about the multiple times it's implied that Frank was sexually assaulted by his mom? Please?

[shiftingmuse]

Uncertainty Verse; Father MacAvoy

Joseph MacAvoy was very young when he thought to become a priest. His mother, of course, had raised him Catholic in the beginning, and his father gave him the choice of continuing. After the death of his mother, his father found faith in the bottle, and Joseph found him in God. Most of his life he spent without a real ideal home once his father became too ill to help himself. He spent a lot of his youth living with family members, and his one constant was the Lord. 

There were many times when his faith was tested; he had come close to marrying in his days at university. The woman he had been close to left him for someone better suited for her life than a man of God, as well as the idea of desiring people who did not suit the Catholic faith's image, 

It took MacAvoy a few years to be chosen for his studies, and then five years of study in both philosophy and theology. Even before he could work as a deacon in the church before his ordainment.

Father Joseph MacAvoy had been a priest for roughly ten years of his life when his faith began to break down. His father died when he was 35, just five years after he had his first parish. At that point, the priest had a troubling time with his faith. The reality that he was the only child and only son to be able to pass on his family name hit him harder than it should. Being a priest had meant so much to him in his younger days that finally having it all made him feel as if it was all for nothing. 

Joseph clung to his parish at the beginning of his descent; he had created a well-enough support group at his church without anyone realizing the truth. It wasn't until he was shifted to Middleburgh that everything became more of a hindrance. He had taken to drinking when he was alone, questioning God's plan for him and his own identity.

When the tournament happened, he was 42 and five years into his worst habits. He had taken up drinking, even at the desire of other people when it called for it. Most of the town looked down on the priest, considering his actions, but none seemed to try and understand why he was as he was. The priest had awakened in the pub on the worst day of his life, when hell itself came to earth. Only to end the day with blood on his hands and a woman's life hanging in the balance. 

Three years later, when he believed the worst of his days were behind him, A sober man stood before his church in a state of uncertainty. "As you all know, I am three years sober, and this will be my last year here." He began with a solemn tone of voice. "When it is time to take my leave, I may not go with a place to land, and this is darkening words for me to say. Though I will be leaving to work alongside another, I have a confession." Joseph gripped his blazer with an uneasy thought.

"I do not have a long time left on this earth. It would seem I am ill, and it hurts me to inform you all that I am dying. I do not have a great chance of having a successful recovery considering my condition. I must accept the Lord's good grace and my doctor's words about everything. If a transplant can occur, it will more than likely be further off than I would hope for." The members of the church were shocked but also understanding. It was not easy for the man to stand there and let them know he was not long for the world.

"With this confession, I would like to pray, not for my recovery but for all of your understanding and support over the past few years. It has meant a lot to me." 

…and they would pray, and Father MacAvoy would break all over again. 

[goldenboygate]

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[pochapal]

"boo we love your pussy" <- all the time renal transplant coordinators love to say this to me

[floral-hex]

ayyyyyyy I set up an appointment for medication this Friday (telemedicine but whatever) and I get to see my former therapist again later this month. I’m kind of excited. More than kind of. Little sad, but I’m lonely and want to talk to someone. He’s a real cool dude. I’m a little worried to trauma dump the last 6 months on him, but whatever, it beats sitting there for an hour feeling like I’m wasting his time and struggling to think of things to say. dang dang dang, I’m excited.

[ravensilversea]

I have no idea if this is ever going to actually come up in any of my fics, but the College AU High Cloud Quintet energy is literally just the most batshit and cutthroat fencing team drama the school has ever seen and no one talks about it. Everyone KNOWS about it (unless you don't, in which case you find out in the most random way possible). But it's just one of those things you don't talk about

[bunnakit]

I'm soooo so normal about Sammon, actually.