#we'll see how it goes eventually

[prince-liest]

I have officially seen my own patients for the first time! :D

I saw inpatient patients and street medicine patients yesterday, and today I got to see my own clinic patients! It feels like a milestone because the clinic patients in particular are the ones who are now establishing with me as their primary care doctor.

Anyway, that's the last day of residency orientation done with! This weekend is my last weekend as a free person and starting on Monday I'll be doing EM-peds for four weeks. We did a cute little last-day team bonding thing this afternoon and got to make our own succulent gardens, which was incredibly up my alley:

This has prompted me to finally look into proper succulent care, set up my remaining grow lights on a bookshelf, and repot my poor long-suffering jade plant to life alongside this little plant garden. And now I have a suitable place for, uh. Any more succulents I impulse purchase. :'D

[hypewinter]

I'm sorry did someone ask for Cass?

Dick Jason Tim Damian

Lighthearted

Danny wants to enjoy his reincarnation but quickly discovers his new life isn't picture perfect. His parents are apparently trained killers and are attempting to turn him and his sister into the same. He's having none of that so he convinces Cass to run away with him. They end up in Gotham where they are discovered by Barbara before eventually going to live with Bruce. The Cain siblings are incredibly close. They are very protective of each other and seem to almost have a secret language only the two of them can understand. But most importantly, whenever they're in the field together, they're in perfect sync. It is very terrifying for anyone who witnesses it. Including the bats.

Angsty

The Cain siblings have been pitted against each other since they were little. Danny resented Cass, especially because she was nothing like Jazz (the brainwashing really set in with this one). Eventually his father sent him to train elsewhere. During his training, Danny heard that his sister had run away. Good riddance. Maybe now he'd be able to prove to his father how superior he was. It wasn't until a few years later that he finally got his chance. Danny was suddenly summoned by his father one day for a special mission. The man coldly told him that he'd be hunting down his sister and putting an end to her once and for all. Danny couldn't help but grin to himself. This mission would be too easy.

[slumbergoblin]

Stratos! Teach that kid how to !!!PUNCH!!!

[bacchuschucklefuck]

laying here spinning in my head 1/adaine's new gf meets riz for the first time fic or 2/riz and baron fake dating for event thing fic maybe I just wanna think abt future stuff for my guy. just pure thinkin bout him chillin kickin ass

[cookinguptales]

I was talking to a friend about nandermo brain rot and I was like "yeah I've already written like 100k words of fic about them" and then I had a moment internally like "...no it was definitely more than that"

so I checked and uh

jesus christ

[honeydots]

Xander & Soleil Father-Daughter Support

tried my hand at what i'd imagine their in-game support would be c: accompanying fanart here!

C-SUPPORT:

Soleil: *Sigh* Xander: … Soleil: … Soleil: *SIGH* Xander: Is it really so much to ask that you focus, Soleil? Soleil: But this is boring! There’s way too much to do. Xander: Perhaps if you would participate in your duties as a princess rather than flirt with the women in town, you’d have more time on your hands. Soleil: Humph. I still don’t get why I had to get locked in here with you. You could’ve at least given me a pretty tutor! Xander: On the contrary, this method has brought me success before. Xander: I dealt with your father’s philandering in precisely this way, and he stopped toying with the feelings of women all together. Soleil: You know why he stopped flirting with girls? You got MARRIED, Papa! Xander: Study. Soleil: Ugh. Fine. Xander: … Soleil: … Soleil: You’re looking sleepy. Xander: I’m not. Xander: You won’t be getting out of this early. I won’t leave until you’re finished. Soleil: Yeah, because you’ll fall asleep and it’ll take me all night… Xander: And what was that? Soleil: Nothing! Just working. Xander: … Soleil: … Xander: … … … Xander: Zzz… Soleil: Oh wow. He’s actually asleep. Soleil: I don’t wanna wake him up. I guess I could leave now! Soleil: Though… I might need a nap, too. My eyes seriously hurt after staring at all this. Soleil: Hmm… Soleil: …Zzz…

B-SUPPORT:

Soleil: Papa! Xander: Hello, you. Soleil: Hi! Listen, I have big, big news! Xander: Oh? And what’s that? Soleil: I’m getting married! Xander: You’re what? Soleil: Yup! Isn’t that something? Xander: I… To who? Soleil: Who? Oh, well. It’s a… Secret. She’s really shy. Xander: …Is that so. Soleil: Uh huh. So, um, anyway. You don’t need to keep tabs on me anymore, because I’m gonna be completely faithful. Just like Dad, heh! Xander: Ah. Of course. Xander: Though, Soleil. You understand, as you’re a princess, that there is a certain procedure which must be undergone when it comes to marriage. Soleil: Huh? Xander: It isn’t something as simple as putting a ring on a finger, it’s a royal affair. Xander: You must introduce her to our family formally, as well as engage her in the courtship process—there’s etiquette to be learned, and we’ll have to make completely certain she doesn’t intend you any harm. Xander: Not just anyone can marry a princess, you know. Soleil: Oh. Soleil: Um. Okay. Yeah, okay. Soleil: I’ll… Introduce you to her. Sometime soon. Xander: Thank you. We’ll be expecting her. Soleil: …Okay. I’ll, uh, go tell her! Bye! Xander: Goodbye. Xander: … Xander: ...That girl.

A-SUPPORT:

Soleil: …Hi, Papa. Xander: Soleil, what’s that expression for? Soleil: I, um. I need to confess something. Soleil: There’s no girl, I’m not getting married. I just didn’t want you to know I was out flirting again. Soleil: It was all a ruse. I’m really sorry I lied, I probably got everyone so excited. Xander: Soleil… Xander: Thank you for telling me. Xander: Though you don’t need to worry, I didn’t tell anyone. I knew from the beginning that you weren’t really engaged. Soleil: Oh, man. Was I that obvious? Soleil: …So I’m in huge trouble now, huh? Xander: It’s true that your actions aren’t exactly becoming of a princess. But I would like to clarify something with you. Xander: I’m not particularly upset that you’re flirting. But I’ll be strict with you if it gets in the way of your duties, as it has been. Xander: It was just the same with your father—he was causing trouble, and I felt I needed to step in to prevent it. Xander: You don’t need to lie to me. If you’d like to to spend your free time with girls, you’re welcome to. But it mustn’t continue to hinder your learnings and responsibilities as a princess of Nohr. Soleil: Oh. Soleil: Wow, I wasn’t expecting that. I really thought you were going to be angry with me. Xander: No. I only want you to understand. Soleil: I think I get it. No, I KNOW I do. Soleil: I admit that I was putting things off for a little too long. Soleil: I’ll do better, I promise. I’ll devote more time to my princess things. Xander: I’m glad to hear it. And thank you for being honest with me. Soleil: I’ll make sure I tell you when I really get married, okay? Xander: Alright. But not too soon. Soleil: Well of course not, Papa! I haven’t met all the women in the world yet!

[cowboybrunch]

a pet demon, teenage necromancers, and an absolutely non-sentient skeleton

just a little something i wrote for fun, no plot (yet) but these characters have been floating around in my brain

The rattling of bones warned her approach. She kept the skeleton with her when she was nervous, and she was nervous more often than not.

Nobody else would’ve been able to tell; her anxiety manifested as bursts of irritation, often lashing out at whoever (or whatever) was nearest. Robbie had known her for far too long and was not fooled. Most thought her immature and youthfully rebellious, a phase she’d grow out of— or not. It was of no consequence. She was not the heir. Her fits did not matter. She also had greater necromantic ability than the crown prince. This did not matter either.

The ambling skeleton, her construct—which was not at all sentient, though she tried to fool people into thinking he was— lowered itself into a kneel on his left. Missy landed on his right, plopping herself down with the dramatics he’d come to expect from the princess.

With an arm cast on her forehead to block the sweltering noon sun, she cried, “Where is your crow! Tell him I will offer three— no, four goats if he can conjure some clouds.”

Never far and lured by the sound of distress, the aforementioned crow cawed in the distance. In a matter of moments, it settled on Robbie’s shoulder and opened its beak. A gruff, almost-but-not-quite human voice came out. “Make it five, and humans.”

He craned his neck to look at the crow fully. He was larger than average, and his feathers shimmered a tad too much. A feeble attempt at imitation, if he might say so— and he had said so. Many times. “Shame on you, Sir Cornfield,” Robbie chided. “Human sacrifice has been banned for three centuries.”

A sigh, or as close to one as he can manage without lips. “Do not call me that.”

Missy leaned over to tap Sir Cornfield on the head with one finger. “Then tell us your real name.”

“I do not take orders from children.”

“Robbie is a child, and you take orders from him.”

It wasn’t exactly the truth. Robbie had been a child the first time he stumbled upon the demon, trapped in an unbroken summoning circle after the caller had fled—he never found out why, and it seemed rude to ask. He’d been nine years old at the time, old enough to understand but too young to be properly frightened. A swipe of his boot over the rune freed Sir Cornfield. Nearly a decade later, the demon was still startlingly subservient, almost docile.

Not that he would ever say that aloud, of course. “Not orders,” Robbie corrects, shooting Missy a pointed look. “Suggestions. Possible courses of actions that generally benefit the both of us. Right, Cornfield?”

“Exactly,” the crow said. “What a relief that at least one of you sees sense. Not the one with royal blood, but that’s to be expected.”

Missy rolled her eyes. “My familiar never gives me lip.”

“Your familiar doesn’t have a brain,” Robbie said, “or the capacity for thought.”

.....

also, the skeleton's name is Boneman. he was one of the first constructs she created as a child. he falls apart sometimes, trips down the stairs or gets run over by horses, but she always puts him back together.

also also, Robbie is not a physical necromancer. he's more like a medium. before his family found out about his gifts (and he got shipped to the royal family for service) they thought Sir Cornfield was his imaginary friend.

final note: they are betrothed. they're not mad about it (they're best friends! of course they want to be together for the rest of their lives) but it is absolutely platonic. no arranged marriage "oh we had feelings for each other the whole time" business

[desperatepleasures]

aw shit im getting Attached to the kanitou petplay idea 🤡

[ph4nt-mp]

When do you think you'll be able to write about Link's fanfic becoming a zonai?

At the moment I'm planning it out, I know a majority of what I am planning on doing, I just haven't had quite the time to refine my writing skills and write the fic itself. I'm hoping by the end of November that I'll have started writing. I plan on taking it slow though because it is my first time writing any type of fanfic :D

[b1gwings]

swashbuckler rogue my beloved

[phagodyke]

love my leather boots sooo much.. polishing them at weekends is my favourite chore by far I always look forward to getting to do it :-)

[princemick]

love being princemick and posting hockey its like these people dont know I actually stan the ultimate loser nepo baby

[robean-chan]

ok for most of the criticisms/nitpicks ive seen for OPLA so far, I can usually see both sides - the production side of "we dont want to take this too far/we felt this would be too difficult to attempt in live action/we cant make this work/adaptational changes", and the fan side of "this should remain faithful to the source material all the way to the detail/this is significant to one piece as we know it and to us/this becomes relevant later". (ive been following the OPLA news perhaps a bit closer than the average person?, so ive had a little more time to process some of these changes, and i think I tend to largely agree with the productions decisions so far.) but. but but but.

of all criticisms and nitpicks to have about live action one piece, the one I cannot fathom are people complaining about how iñaki said "gum gum", or people upset he didnt say his attack in japanese. like... gamers. be for real. this is an english speaking show, made for an english speaking audience. They're Not Gonna Do That

[wildfangz]

im excited for lovestruck iswear but im also getting to play elden ring finally so you might not see me for a while longer. this is llewellyn :+) great great great (+?) grandchild of a warrior in Godfrey's army but he's never really cared much for that history, figures life's too short to worry about the past.

he was a bandit who used to kind of justify it with the old "it's survival + other people do worse" up until he ended up on the other side of his justifications without nearly as much mercy as he felt he showed, bleeding out in an alleyway. After being brought back to life and scaling out of the open grave he was thrown in and eventually meeting Melina he ends up more of a reluctant lord contender, kind of seeing it as something to do in the meantime to get his bearings. Certainly she can find someone better suited, he's no hero. But he gets kind of invested in taking down Godrick because he's vile and that pushes him towards embracing his fate more warmly

[juniperkinglet]

i'm like marta from knives out but instead of throwing up every time i lie i throw up every time i encounter more evidence that i might have DID

[byanyan]

js but like, your muse should adopt byan as their problematic, annoying younger sibling