#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

[chroniclesinlacuna]

There's something off in his room - a splash of blue against warm browns and dusky shadows. It's the only real spark of color in the otherwise carefully organized and contained space and he has to pause just to...

He recognizes the flower, of course. It has only been a couple days since the blight eruption - since he'd had to help drag Rook back, Assan helping pull Davrin along just as successfully. Mierda, they'd both been as useless as he'd ever seen them - loose and quiet in a way that had made his chest hurt.

A two hour walk had turned into five by the time they'd made it back to the glade, Lucanis trying too hard not to think about how light Rook had gotten in the last few weeks, and how heavily he leaned on his shoulder in a way he'd never let himself before - Spite suspiciously silent the entire way.

He was aching by the time Rook found his feet - by the time Davrin was able to carry his sword instead of drag it, the hand on Assan's back fond instead of steadying - but they made it to the cave in one piece.

He remembers admiring the small blooms, shoulders and thighs aching as he crouched among the soft petals, the Wardens talking quietly amongst themselves. He hadn't caught all of the conversation, but he had caught the hope in Antoine's voice. The teasing joy in Evka's. And the almost palpable....something, in Rook's. Whatever it was, it made him sound hoarse, tired voice scraping at the stone in a way Lucanis had never heard before.

But, that had been the end of it. They'd left the lovebirds to their date, and had gone back to the Lighthouse to collapse.

[evenlyevi]

Hello! When your shop opens again, do you print calendars? Like a 2025 regular folding wall calendar, but with your artwork for the different months?

Thanks so much!

I haven't considered making calendars tbh! I won't be able to make it in time for the coming year if I really want to prepare for it (may end up wasting January just to get the artwork/orders ready), so perhaps this would be something I consider for 2026 instead. Thank you for the interest! :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

[ageless-aislynn]

I have to be real with you right now... I feel a little afraid, lol! I've heard various opinions: "Do your first playthrough completely blind and just take whatever outcome you get" vs "If you know you'll be bothered by certain outcomes, then look up how to avoid/get them."

Knowing myself as I do, I'm going for the second one. However, I'm not planning on doing a super rigid type of playthrough where you use a guide for every step and decision. But there are a few things I definitely want to avoid for my first proper introduction to the OG Mass Effect. 😬

I'm also not worried about achievements at this point. I just want to play the whole thing through and come out on the other side feeling happy that I took the ride, you know?

Strangely enough, I'd always planned on playing first as Fem!Shep but now I'm leaning towards Male!Shep. I dunno why, it just feels like the right choice to me. 🤷‍♀️

Anyway, wish me luck, friends, I'm going in!

No, wait, I mean, I'M GOING IN!

Lol! 😉💖

[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!

[professionaljester]

once again i have succumbed to fomo and peer pressure lmao

[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

[3416]

Thinking about how Marns wasn’t able to celly with Matts in his first goal back on ice because they’re no longer lineys ✊👊 (I’m crying, BTW)

they will be back no doubt and for better milestones i assure

[blorboresidue]

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 :-)