I reblogged this yesterday, but I want to reblog it again. Diabetic ketoacidosis turns your blood acidic and will essentially burn you from the inside out.
The stories you hear of people dying from rationing, this is what happens to their body.
Affordable insulin isn’t just a right, it’s a necessity.
No one should have to die like that when it’s preventable with access to proper medication.
the idea that every summer will be as hot if not hotter than this for the rest of my life is unbearable i need to (remembers suicide jokes are bad for my mental health) murder an oil executive
you're mommy's good little printer aren't you? you'll print whatever mommy tells you to because otherwise mommy gets sad and leaves you for one of those free use library printer sluts
listen to mommy okay? if you don't be a good little printer and fucking print my document and i know you want to okay mommy can see it in your print queue if you don't. print. my fucking document. mommy's going to get the hammer
important reminder that most people you follow online are significantly lamer than you think they are including me. and if you feel insecure comparing yourself to someone online: DON'T. theyre probably also lame and weird. most people on the internet are
When Robby gets back from his sabbatical, he gifts Dennis a simple Canadian maple leaf pin. Robby scratches the back of his neck as he hands it to him in a little mesh gift bag and says, “It’s not much, but I didn’t want to come back without getting you something.”
Dennis thanks him sincerely, cradling the pin and eventually settling on pinning it to his backpack strap right over his heart. He doesn’t realize this fact until Trinity teases him about it the first time she spots it. Still, he doesn’t move it because it wouldn’t feel right anywhere else.
He waits for Robby’s first day back in the Pitt, wondering what other souvenirs he got for everyone else, but the day passes quickly, and by the end of it, no one receives a gift from Robby. Dennis thumbs his pin as he leaves, rationalizing that it was just a gift for house sitting, nothing more.
It’s only two shifts later that Robby spots the pin while Dennis walks into the ER. He gives him a small smile, eyes moving down to the red leaf before meeting Dennis’ eyes and giving him a wink as if it’s some kind of inside joke. Their own thing.
Dennis flushes red and nods back at his boss, trying not to make the moment anything more than it is. Although he desperately wants it to be.
Later that shift, Robby stands next to him at the board, staring up at it as he casually asks, “Do you like keeping pins on your bag?”
Dennis nods. “I’ve never received one before, but I like it. Makes it feel more like mine rather than just some backpack I thrifted.”
Robby hums and stuffs his hands in his pockets lingering for a few moments until Dana calls him away.
Dennis thinks that’s the end of that conversation until the end of his next shift, when Robby hands him another mesh gift bag, this time with a buffalo pin inside. “I wasn’t sure what you’d like when I was gone, so I got more than one pin.”
“Thank you,” Dennis manages to say, trying and failing not to romanticize the moment. “You didn’t have to do that.”
“I wanted to,” Robby replies earnestly, briefly holding eye contact with Dennis before reaching out and patting him on the shoulder. “Good job today, Whitaker.”
Dennis thanks him again, and as soon as Robby leaves, he pins the buffalo next to his maple leaf. He smiles at the pair. They belong together.
When Trinity spots the new addition, she laughs and jokes, “Next time, I’m asking where my pin is.”
Dennis rolls his eyes and shoves her. “There isn’t going to be a next time,” he insists.
He’s wrong.
Over the next few weeks, Robby brings in pin after pin, slowly but surely filling up the entire left strap of Dennis backpack.
It’s only when Dennis has to start on the right strap that he finally laughs and asks Robby, “Are you buying these online or something?”
The older man blushes and shakes his head. “No, these are all from my trip.”
Dennis pins his newest souvenir - a simple white flower - on his right strap and smiles. “You couldn’t have been thinking about me that often,” he jokes, but the words get caught up in his throat, too full of hope to come out clearly.
Robby still manages to understand. He takes a step forward, glancing around the empty ambulance bay before confessing, “I did.”
Dennis glances over the pins, physical representations of every time Robby thought about him while he was gone. “Every stop?” Dennis breathes out.
“Every stop and in between.”
“I thought about you, too,” Dennis confesses, finger tracing over the maple leaf pin. “I don’t have anything to show for it, except Trinity, who will gladly complain about how often I talked about missing you.”
Robby chuckles. “You don’t have to lie to make me feel better, Whitaker.”
“I’m not,” he insists, hand reaching out to latch onto his boss’s arm. “Every day I wanted to know where you were and what you were doing. It’s a miracle I didn’t abuse your number.”
Robby ducks his head. “I wish you would have.” He glances up, eyes crinkling as he says, “Then, maybe I could’ve asked what you’d like instead of getting a pin from every souvenir stand I saw.”
Dennis frowns down at his backpack. “How many more pins do you have?”
“Let’s just say, I see you getting a few new backpacks in your future.”
Dennis laughs loudly, throwing his head back and letting the sound carry through the night. As his laughter dies down, he finds Robby staring at him fondly. His hand reaches out and hooks around the bare strap of Dennis’ backpack, thumb running over the newest pin. “I missed you, too.”
Butterflies spring to life in Dennis' stomach. He ducks his head, trying to hide his blush. "As a resident?"
"Well, I'm not sure if you've noticed, but I didn't get any of my other residents souvenirs."
"Trinity noticed," Dennis can't help but say, making Robby laugh.
When it dies down, he asks Dennis, "Did you miss me as a boss?"
Dennis nods. "Yes," he replies honestly, then stutters, "B-but also as... you know."
"I know what?" Robby teases, still fidgeting with the strap of Dennis' bag, tugging lightly to draw the younger man toward him. "Hm?" he prompts when Dennis stares up at him, face red.
"You know I missed you beyond a resident missing their boss."
Robby tilts his head. "Did I? Last I checked, you had nothing to show for missing me."
Dennis huffs out a laugh of disbelief. "Really?"
Robby just smiles and shrugs at him.
"How about this then?" Dennis asks, looping his hands around the back of Robby's neck and rising onto his toes as he pulls him into a kiss. It's quick and chaste, only because Dennis pulls back to ask, "Is that proof enough?"
"I might need more proof," Robby replies against his lips.
Dennis laughs and kisses him again, aiming to deepen the kiss when the sound of sirens approaches.
Robby reluctantly breaks away and pulls Dennis away from the bay, trying to find a corner with some privacy so they're not pulled back into work after their shift has ended. "My pins suddenly seem much lamer in comparison," he jokes.
Dennis shakes his head, staring down at his backpack. "I love them. They show how much you missed me."
"I didn't get nearly enough to show that."
"How many did you get?"
Robby shrugs and scratches his beard. "I lost track after the first week. You should've seen me try to explain the bag to the Canada Border Patrol. Had to lie that my partner has a thing for pins and wouldn't forgive me if I didn't get him one at every stop I took."
Dennis grins. "Well, that doesn't have to be a lie anymore."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah," he replies, leaning forward again, only to be cut off by the sound of someone obnoxiously clearing their throat.
Dennis' head snaps to the left, filled with relief and dread when his eyes land on Trinity.
"This is a hospital," she says flatly as she approaches them. Her eyes trail over Dennis' backpack, taking in the new pin. She turns to Robby and crosses her arms. "Where's my pin, huh?"
Robby turns red and scratches the back of his neck. "Taken by border patrol?" he offers.
"Uh huh," Trinity replies, fighting to conceal her grin. "Well, I'm done with charting, and I'm heading home. I'm glad you finally pinned him down, Dr. Robby, but I don't want to hear any details about that from you," she says, giving Dennis a piercing stare.
He flushes red, opening and closing his mouth a few times, but nothing comes out.
"Text me if you're not coming home tonight," she says, saluting Dennis and fully grinning at her ability to make him squirm. "And I expect a pin!"
Dennis shakes his head as she walks away. "You don't have to actually get her a pin."
"Don't worry, I know I do," Robby says, taking Dennis' hand. "Want to see the rest of your collection?"
"Yes, please."
Dennis ends up staying the night after Robby brings out five full bags of pins, and Dennis insists that he tells him where he got every one of them. Robby agrees, as long as Dennis gives him a kiss for every pin. He more than happily obliges.
They're both thankful they don't have a shift the next day.
there are places in the world today that are experiencing 40°C for the first time in recorded history. of course there's no way to know whether chucking billionaires into volcanos will appease the sun god but i feel we're doing the scientific method a disservice if we don't at least try
Final entry for the @makehimsubmit event - inspired by all the very pretty shibari inspo pics posted back in May 🩷❤️🩷 (1st one here and 2nd one here)
All those smooth curves took so long lmao, it's very telling of how organic i prefer my lines to be
I've been so excited to share this one because:
🎉🎉 it's my teen wolf fanart #100!! 🎉🎉
i can't believe i've made 100 pieces of fanart for this show - and that's counting multiple-image-posts as single pieces and not counting any of the comic pages
babygirl-derek-posting mel of december 2024 would be absolutely thrilled to know this ended up being #100 😂
Huge thank you to the mods of the event for putting this together ♡
also have a wip shot that i quite liked under the cut:
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