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pdwoozi · 2 months

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4.20 Small Potatoes

#the x files #fox mulder #dana scully #txfedit #txf #mine #tv: the x files #i'm in love with them your honor

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ghouljams · 3 months

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Hello Ghoul! I'm absolutely in love with your regency Au! 🥺 What do you think of -

After a night of dancing together, Price visiting the reader and their family, maybe disguising it as having a little accident a cut or something (previously mentioned that readers father is a doctor) and seeing that reader is really hardworking, with helping and/or taking care of their father.

Awwww just like in the 1870's au Price can be a little reckless when he knows it means he'll see his darling.

You hear your father laughing from his clinic and push a roll of bandages away from the edge of the shelf you're inventorying. It's nice to hear him having fun with a patient. So many people come in with horrible afflictions, you know it takes a toll on him. Your father's kindness is what made you want to go into medicine in the first place, he's leaving the world a better place, you'd like to do that too.

You wipe your hands on your apron and jot down your counts, making note of what you need to restock. There are a few tonics that you're running low on, one or two poultices that could use a refresh, and you're nearly out of the candied ginger your father is so fond of passing out to children complaining of stomach aches. You'll stop by the market later and see what you can find. You hear your name as you pass by the exam room and pause.

After a moment's thought you raise your hand to knock and are met by your father tugging the door open. He looks surprised to see you, but it only lasts a moment before he's smiling.

"Ducky!" He greets, "You have a patient." You blink at him. You don't get patients, as far as the people who come in are concerned you're a glorified nurse and not a physician's apprentice. Still, hearing him say that makes you giddy, joy bubbling in your chest like champagne. Your father squeezes your shoulders, a look in his eyes that you recognize immediately as pride. You do your best to look professional as you step out of the way and take his place in the exam room.

Price gives you a friendly wave as your father closes the door behind you. His smile is tight, pained, but warm. He's holding his arm close to his chest, and you focus on that instead of the way he asks, "Ducky?"

"A nickname," You tell him, moving closer to inspect his arm. Your fingers hover over him, and you glance at his face. "May I?"

"You're the doctor," He smiles, something in the way he says it makes emotion swell in your chest. You're the doctor, try to keep the smile off your face. He barely flinches when you prod at his wrist, feel over the length of his forearm, checking for breaks and sprains, then up to the elbow. He flexes when you touch his bicep and hisses out a curse, you smile to yourself.

"Try to stay still," You remind him, feeling past it for his shoulder. The pained groan he hums out is indication enough but you still give a quiet apology and test his range of motion. It doesn't take a doctor to tell he's dislocated his shoulder not when it sticks at that angle. You let him cradle his arm close again and go to find a sling for him. "How'd this happen?" You ask over your shoulder.

"Military exercise," He responds quickly, too quickly, "How'd you get the nickname?"

"Used to call my dad 'duck' because that's what everyone else called him." You hum, pulling a length of cotton cloth from one of the shelves against the wall, "They were calling him 'doc' but my mum says I was a little too excited when he started calling me that too, so the nickname stuck."

"Cute."

You shake your head and turn back to him, "Me or the story?"

"You," He doesn't flinch at that either. You think a man like John Price doesn't flinch for much, doesn't hesitate either.

"I'm going to be a lot less cute when I set that shoulder," You move closer and, as if on instinct, Price reaches for you. His good arm grabs for your hip, and you deposit the sling into his grasp. His fingers tighten around the cloth immediately, more easily swayed than you'd expected. You suppose the threat of oncoming pain would make anyone docile. "Lie back on the table," You direct him. He's already sat on the edge of it, so it's an easy move.

You help him lay his arm out straight, holding onto his wrist as you stand beside him. The last thing you want to do is further injure this man, but you can't do anything for the pain you're about to cause him. The only thing you can do is try to make it fast. Holding his wrist tight with both hands, you move his arm up and down, circling the joint slowly. You work his arm from rest to shoulder height, doing your best not to grit your teeth in sympathy at the next part; rotating his arm up over his head until the joint pops back into place. You've heard men shout when your father does this, the crack of bone slotting into position always signals the sharpest pain. Price only growls, low and displeased in the back of his throat, his eyes closed to the pain as a crack rings through the room.

You're gentle bending his arm back down over his chest, let him stay laying where he is while you take the cotton cloth from him and fashion him a sling. You tie it behind his neck, watching the rise and fall of his chest, admiring the curve of his mouth while his eyes are still closed. He grabs your wrist with his uninjured hand when you try to pull away, quick enough you don't have time to react. You look from his hand to his eyes, held in place by his gaze more than his grip.

"What happened to your arm Captain?" You ask again, though your voice feels softer, and you wet your lips when he doesn't immediately answer. His eyes leave yours only to follow the path of your tongue. His thumb rubs against the back of your hand, skin against skin. You don't wear gloves when you're working.

"You're beautiful," He answers so truthfully you feel heat pop across your cheeks like suddenly standing too close to a fire. He doesn't seem delirious, quite the opposite, his eyes are clear and his demeanor hasn't changed. He doesn't 'remember himself' or make any apologies for the remark when he answers you, again, "I wanted a reason to see you."

"You couldn't have waited for the next party?" You feel softer still, coaxed by the gentle swipe of his thumb, the insistent rub of his skin against yours. Improper, and lovely. He smiles, properly, in the way the makes his eyes crease.

"It wouldn't have been proper for you to set my arm at a party."

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nancyqueerler · 2 years

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HC that Nancy likes to go to roller skating rinks when she lets herself have fun. She's unfairly talented at it, and she decides to take Robin to one as their official first date. Of course, Robin had to hold onto Nancy like a koala or else she'd fall face-first. At one point, Robin excuses herself to go to the bathroom (in reality she went to give herself a pep talk), and when she came back, she saw Nancy spinning and skating backwards as though it were second nature. A straight-out-of-a-music-video kind of scene. Robin felt her knees start to give out.

#ronance #nancy SKATING!!! nancy TEACHING A HELPLESS ROBIN HOW TO SKATE!!!#i'm in love with them your honor #heron talks #nancy wheeler #robin buckley

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mittysins · 1 year

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Think it's time for some new shirts?

Been RPing with this pair quite a bit lately. Hassan falls more in love with Jaxson literally every time he looks at him. Jax simply steals Hassan's shirts of course, why buy more when your boyfriend is 6'5"?

Jaxson (He/Him) belongs to @gentle-birth-corner

#tmpreg #mpreg #trans pregnancy #m draws #pregnancy #pregnancy kink #I'm in love with them your honor #a little background #Jax was two months pregnant with twins when he and Hassan met #They are grossly in love with each other and end up having three more kids after that

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tanjir0se · 2 months

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Being one of my treasured Night Mutuals is actually a subscription to tanjir0se+ featuring extra members only content and tonight that content is some of my fav lines so far from the Sabigiyuu disaster brewing in my WIPS right now

Giyuu stared at him until Sanemi finally released his collar. “Whatever. You can’t dodge the question forever.” Giyuu considered that a gross underestimation of his ability to dodge questions, but elected not to say that.

He crossed his arms. “You and Tomioka are friends, right?" Shinobu stared at him, then slowly closed her book. “We are?” “Well, he likes you more than me.” She furrowed her brow. “He does?”

#hello it is i a very serious writer #i think i'm funny #postcards from stupid town #sabigiyuu #i'm in love with them your honor #sanegiyuu

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jewishbarbies · 1 year

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emery + peter ★ in the name of love

gcu tag: @moustache-bonnet

tag list: @starcrossedjedis @heirsoflilith @phoenixsupremacy @eddiemunscns @darknightfrombeyond @sgtbuckyybarnes @raith-way @hiddenqveendom @foxesandmagic @chlobenet @edwardsshinyvolvo @chrissymunson @katiekinswrites @arrthurpendragon (want to be added? hmu ♡)

#fyeahsuperverseocs #gcu #emery walker #bloodmoon #mine #my videos #my edits #i'm in love with them your honor

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jofdiamonds · 8 months

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@airi-of-hearts

#also moodboard because #i'm in love with them your honor #airi of hearts #and HIM lyrics are just them and i'm in a HIM mood and #babies

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andthelight-passesthrough · 1 year

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Rosekiller in that one fic:

#I'm in love with them your honor #rosekiller #marauders era #evan rosier #barty crouch jr #ao3

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purgetrooperfox · 2 years

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Saleese and Nocte - toxic codependency

Bastra and Eesla - siblings

send headcanons of our OCs' relationship

them's the facts <3

Nocte and Saleese get to be kinda bad for each other but also perfectly paired in every conceivable timeline and I think that's so powerful of them

head currently full of Bastra making a nuisance of himself in the archives anytime he drops off info for Eesla. Jocasta kicks him out all the time and somehow she still finds him loitering at Eesla's desk

#i'm in love with them your honor #leocs #others' ocs #asks answered

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larry-and-flower-crowns · 2 years

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