Lmaoo what if Narinder was the one to suggest they both take the crown and they both forgot the talk after the deed so they can't remembhdueyegevhshdhddhhdhdhdhhdhd
I have great/terrible news for you: Narinder def had a decision to make concerning the crown's power that he and the lamb cannot remember but it is so much worse than that
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No. 25 "You're not delivering a perfect body to the grave."
Storm | Buried Alive | "They're not breathing!"
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Fao had gotten to the point where he was happy enough with the packing, that the bleeding was at least slightly under control. He’d managed to bag painkillers and enough kit to start an IV, and he quickly set about getting access. “You’ll have to forgive me for this one mate, it’s been a while.” The lighting was shit, too, but Fao had always been decent at getting a vein, and managed to get a cannula in, feeling quite proud of himself. He needed more hands, though. He gave the morphine, scrawled the dose and time on Jamie’s arm with the pen he was glad he had in his pocket, and went back to the wound.
Jamie was beyond glad for the pain relief, the morphine threatening to pull him under. He didn't fight it as much, allowing the haze to take over as he drifted.
“That’s it.” He murmured, trying desperately to sort the bleeding. Where was Harrison? He should’ve been back by now.
Things were rapidly hurtling towards the point of no return. Fao knew that as much as Jamie did. At least with the pain relief on board he felt less bad trying to get on top of the bleeding now Jamie was more out of it than not. With Harrison nowhere to be seen, probably injured or worse, Fao had to push on. The half broken obs machine he’d managed to get his hands on alarmed at him, progressively getting more and more frustrated, but as Fao watched his blood pressure sink even more, he knew he had to do something. The packing just wasn’t doing enough, he need to find the source before Jamie bled out on him, and Fao owed him far too much to let that happen.
Rummaging around in the supplies he’d gathered, he found more packing materials, and thankfully a scalpel. He didn’t get any response from Jamie when he spoke to him, though he was still breathing, and he said a prayer to a god he’d never believed in before he made the incision.
“Fuck it.” He muttered to himself. “They’re not delivering a fucking perfect body to the grave, not on my watch.”
With better visibility, he could at least pack more widely, try and see what was causing all the fuss. Jamie’s breathing was shit, but he was still breathing, and that was good enough for Fao. He had no blood, nothing to transfuse, and he could barely see anything, but he had to do something. He couldn’t just leave him, couldn’t stand idly by. There were other patients, other staff too, but Fao owed Jamie an awful lot, and he wasn’t about to walk away. “Come on Jamie, don’t give up on me now. I’m not giving up on you.”
After what felt like hours, scrabbling about to find something to fix, Fao finally found the stubborn vessel that was causing the bulk of the bleeding, and managed to tie it off. It wasn’t a definitive solution, anything but, but it was what they had. By that point, he’d managed to find someone to help him, and they’d got a bag of fluids, though they had nothing to hang it off, so Fao was stood holding it, blood everywhere, hand tight around it to try and get just that little bit more volume in. It was a hail mary, but the world had completely fallen apart. There was nothing else to do but hail marys.
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SORRY I WANTED TO SEE IF YOU COULD HEAR IT
KEITH DO YOU NOT LIKE LEMON DEMON?
[ Going to use this post to say: now that no character is still in the house with him, he can’t be reached through tumblr right now.
Based on how things are going, this might be for the better. ]
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Surviving The Covid Pandemic With Schizophrenia and Congestive Heart Failure
Surviving The Covid Pandemic With Schizophrenia and Congestive Heart Failure
Still doing physical therapy three times a week. Been doing this for over six weeks now. My speed is improving. So is my leg and arm strength. Overall I am down 65 pounds since I moved here around Memorial Day. Since the meals are well balanced and home made, I don’t feel deprived. I get three hot meals every day. I am on calorie restrictions, so I can’t go back for seconds. The meals are good…
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by Tim Gustafson | The ornate ceremonial bow and quiver had hung on the wall of our home in Michigan for years. I’d inherited them from my father, who acquired the souvenirs while we were serving as missionaries in Ghana...
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please reblog to increase the professor's hearing range
update:
Final results are in! We thank the Blue Lions for their cooperation in this Church-sponsored ordinance as we work to make our academy environment pleasant, peaceful, and profanity-free! The proceeds have been directed towards new classroom improvements.
Congratulations to Felix Hugo Fraldarius who now has a blackboard named after him as thanks for his significant monetary contribution. ....Now if someone can please retrieve it from the bottom of the monastery fishing pond, it would be much appreciated.
-Sincerely, Professor Byleth Eisner
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Hey I just found your blog a few days ago and I’m in love with your art style! I was curious if Simon ever spoke to golbaby in his belly when he was alone
tw/cw for sfw and non-kink mpreg
simon didn't really directly talk TO his kid much. mostly just said some things aloud he wouldn't normally say.
the exception came when simon's pregnancy was looking to near its end, as he was reaching the standard gestation period's end (9 months). pb, while she had made some progress in figuring out how to prevent morrigan from wrecking shit once they were born, was not confident that she could stop a world-end event just yet.
so just like when she turned to asking for help from dark magic when marceline almost died, she turned from science and sought out someone who could buy her some time, and maybe sort of less than honestly put a seal on golbaby that held it in its stasis form. just until she could figure out how to science her way out of the world ending!
simon really hopes this whole seal thing isn't hurting golbaby.
he had a lot of time to read parenting books and he felt really, really bad that he let this happen to them, and he read that talking to your baby in the womb would help improve your connection.
golbaby wasnt happy and neither was simon, and eventually the seal on them broke. on another post you'll see simon asking if pb will know where they were; this is because he doesn't actually want pb to find them LMAO
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