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skyloftian-nutcase · 10 months
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Hi Lofty!!
I love all your work and can't get enough of your Healthcare AU!🖤
Question though: We know the boys don't do great self care especially if they are sick or hurt. Malon seems like she would be just as strong headed and always say she's fine. But how would Time react to seeing her name pop up as a patient in the ED?
Like if she got into a car wreck (not a horrific one, though I'm sure Time would lose it) or had an incident with a horse and got banged up, maybe even a concussion, and was trying to refuse treatment because she's "fine", only for Time to burst in.
How would Time react to it all??
The sky had steadily darkened as they drove. Warriors' usual cheerful chatter died down before he'd finally started breathing softly in gentle, rhythmic patterns of sleep. Time glanced over at him on occasion with a fond smile and then he gently turned on a quiet music station on the radio to fill the void.
The emergency medicine conference had gone very well. The boys had learned a great deal, Time's talk was a success, and Sky had even gotten to see Sun briefly. After a good four days relaxing at the shore and getting training hours under their belts, they were ready to return home.
Time had one final class to teach today before they'd left, and he'd turned off his phone as a result. It was only now that he realized he'd forgotten to turn it back on, but he wasn't going to mess with it while he was driving. They'd be arriving home soon enough.
An hour later, Time escorted a sleepy Warriors to his apartment where Wind was cheerily waiting. After a few shared words and laughs and some hot chocolate, Time headed out. As he pulled into the long driveway leading up to the ranch, he saw a single light behind him and blew out a small sigh of relief - it was Sky's motorcycle, which meant he'd gotten there safely as well. Legend and Hyrule had carpooled separately, and he'd have to text them to confirm they were home.
When he finally parked the car and Sky pulled up beside him, Time turned on his phone. It vibrated once, twice, three, four, five, six times as he climbed out of the vehicle to check on Sky. Good grief, did the world end while I was driving?
It was probably the group chat.
Sky yawned as he pulled off his helmet, giving Time a tired smile.
"Hungry?" Time asked. "I'm sure Malon has something prepared."
"Food sounds nice," Sky hummed as he grabbed his luggage from the car and the pair made their way inside. While they walked, little details jumped out at Time, because no matter the situation or his level of calm or exhaustion, he couldn't not notice his surroundings.
Malon's car was missing. The gravel leading up to where it normally parked was tousled a little, like feet had shuffled back and forth.
Time paused.
Sky was unlocking the door, oblivious to the environment, but did note, "I wish they'd left the light on so I could see the key."
Lights. There were no lights. Not a single light in the house was on.
Time pulled out his phone, anxiety beginning to bubble in his chest.
He had multiple missed calls and more texts than could be displayed on the screen.
Sky entered the house just as Time unlocked his phone, and the pilot called confusedly, "Nobody's home!"
Hey. Tried to call but went straight to voicemail. Malon's sick. We're at the ER. She's stable, just dehydrated. Needs fluids. Don't know if staying overnight. She'll probably kill them first.
Time read the text from Twilight. The one, single, solitary text. The rest had been from Wild, who was anxiously giving update after update.
Then his phone started blowing up. Legend, Hyrule, Warriors, Four, and Wind were all texting now, having apparently just being told by Wild. Between that and the time stamps on the texts, they had just missed them.
Sky walked out slowly, phone in hand, likely reading similar information from the others. His head shot up immediately, eyebrows crinkled together in worry.
"Stay here," Time advised as he made his way back to the car, mind fixating on the issue.
"But--"
"Stay," Time insisted tersely. He wasn't entirely sure why he was so insistent on the matter, except that it gave him one less person to worry about if Sky wasn't perseverating on the matter alongside the surgeon himself as he drove to the hospital.
The drive felt like an eternity. He tried calling Twilight and got no answer, which only made him more worried. Wild wasn't answering either, and his persistent texts had stopped.
Twi just said she needed fluids, he tried to reassure himself. That's an easy fix.
But when had she gotten so ill that it was needed? What had happened? They'd only been gone a few days - what had he missed? He'd just talked to her yesterday, she'd seemed fine!
After an admittedly sloppy parking job in the garage, Time walked hastily into the emergency department, making his way past the triage desk and badging himself into the department. He caught sight of the status board and immediately found her name.
She was in one of the acute care areas. That was a good sign, at least. But the waiting room still had a few people in it, which meant she was higher priority than others. That could potentially be a bad sign.
His stomach churned even more as he tried to focus instead of spiral. He couldn't quite silence the pounding of his heart in his ears, he couldn't stop biting his tongue anxiously as he walked to her room. His usual, calm demeanor was quickly crumbling, and he was losing control of the situation fast.
When he reached her room, his phone buzzed just as he opened the door. He wasn't entirely sure how he would act, seeing his beloved wife in a stretcher, but the immediate wave of dizziness that slammed into him wasn't the first reaction he'd expected to have.
Time leaned heavily on the door, and Malon's surprised expression quickly changed to alarm. "Honey, I'm okay--"
"You're--" Time stammered, taking a shaky breath. "What's wrong?"
Twilight hastily walked up to him, guiding him to a chair beside her bed. He didn't quite notice Wild or Twilight for a moment, holding his wife's hand as she gave him a reassuring smile. It was less comforting than it should have been, given that her face looked drawn and tired and was drenched in sweat.
"I'm okay," she repeated tiredly. "Just a little sick. Threw up a lot. They gave me Zofran, so I'm doing better. Boy do I love that stuff."
"You look awful," Time blurted out. "You're pale, you're diaphoretic--"
"Oh stop spouting out an assessment," Malon hushed with a weak chuckle. "I'm just dehydrated. Couldn't hold anything down for a while. Look, see, they're giving me fluids now."
She held out her arm for inspection, and Time examined the 18G IV in her AC. She'd already gotten a 200mL bolus, and the fluids were still infusing. He looked at the monitor and saw the tachycardia, saw the hypotension, and he swallowed thickly.
Shock. She'd been going into shock.
"Do they know what's wrong?" he asked. "What's causing this?"
Malon blew out a dismissive breath. "Oh, just a bad stomach bug. Hit Wild earlier in the week."
Time immediately turned his attention to the two young men in the room, watching Wild shrivel into a corner. Twilight was strangely stiff, his expression closed off as his hand settled on Wild's shoulder.
"Boys," Malon directed at the pair. "Do you two mind getting me some water and a damp washcloth?"
The pair took the hint, exiting the room wordlessly and closing the door behind them.
"Link," Malon said gently, garnering her husband's attention. "I'm okay. I promise. You look paler than I do."
"I wasn't here," Time said suddenly, his voice choking up, his guilt and anxiety swirling in an uncomfortable mess of overwhelming emotions that he couldn't express in any given word. "You're sick. I'm--"
"You can't control everything, hon," Malon insisted. "Life isn't your OR."
Time bit back a rebuttal, because he knew she was right. It still made him feel utterly helpless, like he had been so, so long ago when he was a child. He hated it.
But he latched on to her words, latched on to the facts, latched on to the reality of the situation like he was in the OR. Because he could think in the OR, he could focus in the OR.
Malon is fine. She's sick, but she's stable. She was in shock but she's getting fluids. She's awake, her mental status is normal, she's oriented and talking to me.
"How are you feeling?" he finally asked.
Malon laughed. "Spoken like a true surgeon. Looking at the numbers before you look at your patient."
Time gave a pleading pout, though her little jab did cheer him up. If she was able to make quips about his patient care, then she wasn't feeling too terrible.
Then his wife sighed, leaning her head into the pillow and staring at the ceiling. "I'm tired. But not as nauseous as I was. And the fluids are helping. I knew I needed fluids. Figured I could handle it at home. Tried ginger ale, tried sprite, little sips of water between vomiting episodes, but I just couldn't keep anything down. I..."
Malon bit her lip, and the worried look on her face made Time's anxieties return tenfold.
"You what? What's wrong?" he asked quickly.
"I might've asked too much," Malon said, her voice shaking a little. "I just--I felt so ill, and I knew I was losing the fight with staying hydrated enough. I... I asked Twilight to do something I shouldn't have."
Time glanced out at the doorway, but with the curtain drawn he had no idea where the boys were. When he looked back at Malon, she was staring at the curtain too.
"What did you ask?" he prompted.
"I asked him to start an IV on me," Malon said finally, her expression falling further. "My hands were shaking too much, or I would've tried to just do it myself. I know he's just a basic EMT, but I also know he's done some tech work in the ED, so I figured the others had taught him how to start them. He... he really did try, but I was too dehydrated and the only vein he found blew, and... I think he feels bad about it. I shouldn't have asked him. But I was desperate and thought I could just fix it easily at home."
Time's eye traced along Malon's arm to see a small bruise that had developed from Twilight's attempt. He felt equal parts upset and concerned.
"This whole thing's a stupid mess," Malon grumbled. "The sooner I get some fluids the better. I think they'll just give me some ODT Zofran to go home and we'll be done."
She made it sound so normal. As if his wife weren't sitting in a hospital bed. As if his wife weren't so acutely ill she'd had a medical emergency.
Time spiraled a moment longer and then buried his face in his hand, leaning an elbow on the side rail of the stretcher. He and Malon had both seen and treated infinitely worse.
But it was different when it was a loved one.
This isn't even the first loved one you've seen in this position.
"I swear, you're all conspiring to each have a hospital stay," Time muttered, finally grounding himself in some levity as he squeezed his wife's hand.
Malon laughed at that. "Well, mine's less exciting than Twi almost blowing up his appendix. Or Sky getting shot. Or anything Wars has done."
"Wars didn't need an ED visit."
"Not yet, at least."
Time sighed, rubbing his face and then smiling at his wife. "Well. Either way. You're not getting out of bed for a few days."
Malon huffed, cheeks flushing in defiance. "I have things to do--"
"You're sick. I'm taking care of you."
"You? You're a surgeon! I'd be better off being taken care of by one of the barn cats!"
Time spluttered, "I can take care of my own sick wife!"
"You're not a nurse," Malon fired back. "You don't know how to take care of a patient, just how to fix them. There's a difference."
"Well, then, you'll just have to teach me," Time argued stubbornly, kissing her hand. "I'm taking care of you whether you like it or not."
Malon sighed, put out, and relented. Then she gave him a cheeky grin. "I'll be sure to demonstrate how you act when you're ill."
"Malon--"
"All the whining and moaning--"
"Malon, be merciful--"
"And the constant neediness--"
"That's just playing dirty and you know it."
His wife's laugh was far more energetic this time, giving him some peace in his still anxiously fluttering heart. Time took her hand in both of his once more, stroking it lovingly.
The peace of the moment was shattered when the curtain was nearly torn off its hooks as Legend led a stampede of young men into the room.
"Malon, are you okay--"
"Who's your physician, I'll make sure they're actually getting stuff done and moving things along--"
"Forget that, who's her nurse--"
"Are you hurting? Wild said your stomach hurt before--"
"Did the Zofran help?"
"Malon can we grab you anything?"
The pair stared at the group, overwhelmed for a moment, and then Malon smiled, eyes filling with tears. "I guess I have a lot of nurses taking care of me."
"You do," Time assured her, taking the damp washcloth out of Twilight's hands and placing it over her forehead. Malon hummed in contentment as she was surrounded by her husband and her boys, and despite the chaos of the area all around them, there was at least peace in one room in the emergency department that night.
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pixelplayground · 4 months
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Ahh to the anon whose message I just accidently nuked, I'm sorry!! That was really sweet, and I messed up one of the floorplan images for you, but deleted the post instead of editing it so I just lost your whole message *sigh*.
Anyway, here is the floorplan for Derring Hall that I just went ahead and mocked up. I'm not sure why I didn't post it originally with the build, usually I do. For the Basement room, I would personally make that a library or recreation room. It could also be split into more bedrooms too if you needed ❤
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piedpiperart · 1 year
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Part nine of Ghost hero!
Part eight 
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Part Ten
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shantechni · 10 months
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The one who causes a panic attack
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The one who's having the panic attack
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tswwwit · 7 months
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i’m sooo curious on bill meeting dipper’s parents. i think i remember you mentioning at one point they kinda sucked and treated dip especially bad. i’m sure that’s caused a lot of his long term mental health/self esteem issues and i can’t help but think his husband wouldn’t be too thrilled about that. also they don’t even know he’s married so that’s a whole other thing lol
In the Familiar AU, Dipper's parents shipped him and Mabel off to Grunkle Stan back when they were twelve, actually!
This was initially excused as the twins 'needing to get used to having magic'. Which makes sense! Magical puberty is a heck of a thing, and getting some training's useful to cut down on random magic surges.
But by the end of the summer, they hadn't made any plans for picking the kids up. This when Stan twigged to the real situation.
And by the end of that year, Dipper knew his 'paranoid' assumption was absolutely correct.
So the twins grew up in Gravity Falls, with only very occasional visits back 'home'. Contact's been sporadic, and Mabel's been the one who's clung more to their parent's attention. Dipper hasn't spoken to them unless forced to in years.
So yeah! Bill's not exactly thrilled with the parents - but lucky for them, they haven't met him yet! And they definitely don't know about the marriage. Much less anything else.
#answers#In summary: The twins' parents found out their kids were magical and decided they Just Couldn't Deal with that#They're not magical themselves and giving your kids some Magic Training is a good idea#But at some point you need to actually *take them back*#Which they just. Didn't#Dipper abso-friggin-lutely has a whole mess of issues from that#Abandonment's a big one. Being worth something and good at something? Yep that's an issue right there#Not the least of which is that Mabel as a more Talented and Powerful magic user got more attention when they were still there#Then continued to get more attention via phone call when they weren't#Mabel's got some REALLY rose-colored glasses on about the situation#Dipper sees it for the 'well my kids are freaks but at least one of them is a Cool Freak' it is#That's a fact he's been stewing on for *ages*. A fact bomb that he could theoretically drop on his sister but never did#Needless to say he got the brunt of the Issues™ but Mabel's got her own in turn#I'm also betting there's more than a dash of homophobia in their parents considering their reaction just to Magic#So the parents aren't going to be very thrilled about either of their partners#In my head I picture the parents wanting a Totally Picturesque Family#And creating the visual of one is easier if you only have Pictures of the kids instead of them being there and being themselves#In summary: Yeah The Parents Suck#I started a fic for this once and I still intend to write one but that's a later type of project#I gotta have the right start for it to flow well
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marclef · 4 months
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my art trade for @notsquid, their idol Pizzelle, Sweetheart!
wasn't sure which outfit to draw her in, so i ended up making it kind of a mix of several! hope you like how it turned out!
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A small collection of memes I made to document my experience watching Star Trek Enterprise:
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katierosefun · 1 month
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modern family is all fun and games until you get to the scenes where you burst into tears because the once-vaguely homophobic dad now refers to his son's husband as family, and also the academically gifted daughter realizes that her dorky, clumsy dad was always really proud of her and just never surprised because he just assumed she could do anything, and also the eldest daughter who eloped comes crawling back to her parents' room and whispers that she still wants her parents to be present for her wedding, and also the anxious queer lawyer character admits that he was terrified that his husband would just leave him alone with their baby daughter, and also that the once-vaguely grouchy dad looks at his stepson and tells him that what makes a family is who sticks around, not who you're blood-related to and anyways what was i saying
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almoststedytimetravel · 3 months
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Everything I learn about that stupid Palworld game makes me loose more and more faith in gamers. Because everyone was saying it looks good.
But it doesn't.
This game is ugly as fuck.
The menus have zero stylisation, it's just a semi transparent black box with plain white text. While the overworld and the Pal's are in completely different art styles.
There's the obvious plagiarism, ripping meshes directly from pokemon models and designs from fan made fakemons. This isn't the studio's only plagiarised game. There's the well known among us rip off that uses Ai art. Their game Craftopia asks the bold question, is everything people thought Genshin Impact was going to be (a lazy botw rip off). While their up coming Metroidvania game rips directly from hollow knight.
Everyone is saying that this is what people want from pokemon but, is it? When it comes to the games that get praised it the ones with the better story and game play. But Palworld has no story and it doesn't really have gameplay comparable to pokemon.
This isn't a creature collector, it's not a turn based rpg, it's a survival crafting game with a shitty gimmick they only did for attention. It's completely soulless. At least modern Pokemon games have some soul. No matter what crunch they were under someone at game freak wanted to make a good game worth playing, even if it runs like genshin impact on my old potato phone.
You can put sleek graphics over a soulless husk of a game and gamers will act like it's the best thing since sliced bread.
If you want to play a good pokemon-like by an indie studio that doesn't commit gross plagiarism, play Cassette Beasts.
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boneinator · 4 months
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Do y'all remember them
(reblogs > likes !!)
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corneille-moisie · 10 months
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i love you video games that you dont need to get good at, i love you games that dont rush you, i love you games that dont require dexterity, i love you games with easy settings, i love you games with accessibility features, i love you games in which you dont die, i love you games in which the stakes arent high, i love you easy games
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hrokkall · 9 months
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Planning on drawing all the canon slugcats just to get my interpretation of their designs down; here's my consensus so far
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strangewiggles · 21 days
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[OC Sketch comic]
After a long night of partying, Bertie comes home to her…roommate…Micky.
⚠️ Substance use [drugs, alcohol], drunkenness
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Micky - Black-footed cat - she/her
Bertie - Bearded dragon - she/her
both are 24-25ish and lesbians of course
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We've seen older Flapjack, but do you have a mental image for what young adventurous K'nuckles looked like?
Honestly, I had to think about this one for a bit. It's just so hard for me to picture K'nuckles any other way than how he already is because he's already perfect. That's why in the future AU he really doesn't change much HEH... but for you, Anon, I will attempt.
So here we have our standard, garden variety K'nuckles on the left for comparison, and then my first attempt at a younger version of him on the right.
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We've seen a few flashbacks of younger K'nuckles in the show, and I'm not following every single bit of canon here (for example according to canon, he's always had his boots and hat) but I think it's fine because this show contradicts itself all the time anyways. Plus, it's not even known if K'nuckles is being completely honest about any of his stories of the past lol.
Here's some extra info:
he's still got his real legs! At least for now...
the younger version of K'nuckles is actually taller than the older version because his wooden legs are shorter than his real ones.
he has sideburns. sorry. I added them as a joke but I love them.
At this time he would have stowed away on Missy's ship (which was full of a crew of all lady pirates) and, upon being caught, got turned into their cabin boy/chore monkey.
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nestedfeathers · 4 months
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i started watching home stuck recently. (several years late i know) but i actually really like it! i was... not expecting to.
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presiding · 10 months
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formerly an essay in tags but - billie lurk. half-nameless, misremembered woman. her powers derived from the things taken from her, without any catharsis or empowerment. the rat charm, tied with deidre's hair, her lover's voice in the mouth of rats. her arm and eye, taken, given back only to cause her chronic pain, then lost again. foresight seems a cruel gift for a woman who botched the timing of her takeover of the whalers, and bet wrong when it came to delilah.
she never bore the outsider's blessing; his first visit to her was more like an assault. every other dishonored POV character gets the choice to be selfish, and for that selfishness to mean something, but billie's actions have no effect on the world at large, either, in a game without a chaos system.
some say that corvo is the ghost, but he can reach out and change things. billie's buried herself twice and come back and nothing she does seems to matter - she is less a protagonist, more a convenient full stop in the narrative.
try this: open doto, start a new game. sit in her cabin. notice how little of billie there is. even the woman she loved more than anyone has the face of another named character.
she sits amongst the assets of other games: empty canvases and a dressmaker's mannequin that wears nothing.
#billie lurk#even the wiki is wrong about her its infuriating#pulled this out of tags because fuck it#in daud's DLCs even the stories that weren't about him were about him#but billie's stories are the scrapheap. they're the stuff they couldn't squeeze in elsewhere. cheap jokes and macguffins#i'm not even roasting the devs for this i think releasing dishonored in 2016 then DotO in 2017 was a feat (derogatory)#games should be made slowly and with love#and i know that everyones talked about this endlessly#but billie is my fav and it sucks that she got a game that only causes me to grieve for her as a character#not FOR her as a person#only the potential story that never was. that she never got.#you can have your strong black woman and not turn her into a trope. give her depth and range and heartache and agency. yes there was traged#but how did it SHAPE her?#dont get me started on her being designated caretaker of a former god and dying assassin. what the fuck#some of this i'd be more okay with if she was younger - i mean. the blank canvases? really?#this game could have been about wyman and there's not that much that would have changed in terms of the core story#“found out the asshole that killed your mother is still around. gonna go deal with that.”#emily who is stoned: “cool.bring me snacks on the way back”#wyman: “oh he's saying actually it was gods fault and that its possible to kill him. well i have literally nothing in my schedule”#billie's not surprised by anything anymore but maybe wyman would freak out over most of it. could have been a lot of fun#also you cant fuck up wymans characterisation. they barely exist.#local empress sends her enby girlboyfriend to kill god#pres writes increasingly deranged essays in the tags#death of the outsider spoilers#i have to complain about doto once every year or so or i die#but i'm not really gonna let arkane hide behind dev excuses when it comes to racism like. its not enough
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