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@aviophobicbones
We've got five years, that's all we've got.
I said I'd do it. Go follow new Bonesy. You can restart with me or pick up wherever we left off. Go ahead.
THIS IS IMPORTANT SHIT
I'm thinking of restarting my blog. It's getting a little cluttered and it's just generally all over the place. so.
who would follow me again if i made another blog, kept this one up and just continue from there?
Reblog if your Muse is a little shit.
`ᴅᴜxᴘᴀᴛʜᴏs
❝ Ah— Ah! Alright, you done yet? ❞
[ Last comment aside, while he normally would have elaborated on the innuendo in the statement, he ribs were fogging up his snark for the moment. He knew the Southerner wasn’t purposely meaning to cause him pain, but damn it, they hurt. ]
He purses his lips. "I'm done when I'm done, Jim. Stop fussing. You've got a helluva lotta bruising here."
Rubbing his thumb carefully over one last raised, worryingly hard bruise, Bones finally, gently pulls Jim's shirts back down. "You'll be resting for the next two days. You won't be able to stand tomorrow."
`ᴅᴜxᴘᴀᴛʜᴏs
❝ You sure that's the only reason you want me to lift up my shirt? ❞ But even so, he did as told, laying on his back with the command gold and black shirts pushed up.
"D'you want there to be another reason?"
After coating his hands in a dermal barrier, Bones gently places his hands over the rapidly forming bruises. He purses his lips in distaste as he passes over a particularly hardened bruise.
"Dammit, Jim. Good kisser, my ass."
`ᴅᴜxᴘᴀᴛʜᴏs
❝ Why do I have to lift up my shirt? Thought I just needed a hypo and I was good. ❞
"Tricorder doesn't tell me how bad it is-- just that it's there. Just tells me there's a problem. I need to feel for any fractures and possible haematomas." Will you stop being a little shit and do as I say?
`ᴅᴜxᴘᴀᴛʜᴏs
[ Shit. ]
❝ Is there no other way to get rid of the pain? Nothing at all? ❞
"One'a these days, you're gonna have to man up and deal with the hypos like the rest'a your crew. Lift up your shirt, kid."
`ᴅᴜxᴘᴀᴛʜᴏs
❝ This isn’t going to involve hypos, is it? ❞
"For those ribs? Of course. 'less you wanna walk around without any anti-inflammatory and pain meds-- be my guest. Lift up your shirt."
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`ᴅᴜxᴘᴀᴛʜᴏs
❝ It’s just a broken nose, Bones. ❞
[ Minus the bruised ribs and he was pretty damn sure his forearm didn’t hurt like that earlier. ]
❝ You should see him. Always said I was a great kisser. ❞
"Bet you are. Lie back; 'm gonna scan you real quick, then we'll set your nose."
`ᴅᴜxᴘᴀᴛʜᴏs
❝ He was a damn good kisser, and I didn’t even get his name. ❞
"I'll bet he was. C'mere-- lemme see the man's handiwork."
`ᴍᴇᴅɪᴄᴜs-ᴍᴏʀᴜᴍ
“Explain myself? Why don’t you start with the part where you look like me?”
"Three seconds."
`ᴅᴜxᴘᴀᴛʜᴏs
❝ Hm, well— the truth? Met a new friend. ❞
"And this friend-- they like to kiss with fists, hm?"
we are stars fashioned in the flesh and bone
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Attempted to draw on my macbook’s PS for the first time but liked the sketch enough to continue on my windows pc- so the technique varies and I think it shows.
`ᴅᴜxᴘᴀᴛʜᴏs
"--ah, hell, what'd you do now?"