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At Tumblr Memorial Hospital the most common reason for admittance is exploded ovaries. They are taken to the Dear Evan Hansen OBGYN wing for that

[belladonnabedlam]

Okay. I was on my beloved AO3 and I saw something that made me do a double take. So, now I really want to know…

What is your AO3 user ID?

I’m an OG user 5 digits or less

Six figures baby!

I’m in the millions…

Remaining time: 5 days 15 hours

I’m so curious to see how long people have been on AO3! I know some people have been on there since beta/invite only, but I would love to see what the number is on tumblr!

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[avpd-pain]

[lissa]

if you hang out with me just know i will find a way to bring up lady gaga good morning america applause 2013 performance at all costs. i will find a way to work it into conversation and will do everything in my power to play it on the closest nearby screen.

[tarmairons]

INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE (2022-) | S03E07

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Jack knows that loving Robby---daring to confess his love for Robby--isn't enough to save him. Jack's been around too long, has seen too much, to think love is enough. If it were, there'd have been loved ones after loved ones with happier endings in the ED. Pills not taken. Weapons not discharged. Families intact. But Jack also knows he can show up. He can help. Robby never has to ask, would never ask, (doesn't even see his own needs), but now that Jack's really paying attention, he does whatever he can to ease Robby's burdens, so all Robby has to focus on is the excruciating work of healing.

Robby's got a bunch of potted plants that are unattended and wilting. Jack lets himself into Robby's condo one afternoon while Robby's working and waters them. While he's there, he takes out the trash. The next week--because he's decided he's going to keep it up--he decides to throw in a load of laundry from Robby's overflowing laundry basket. Then decides he might as well do that every week, too.

It's easy enough to arrange a grocery delivery time for Jack's visits, which also coincide with Robby's therapy days. Healthy, low-prep food. Fruit. Fresh soups. Just a few things that Jack thinks Robby will eat, and really, anything has to be better than the granola bars and take-out Robby typically subsists on. Jack stashes disposable plates and bowls and silverware on Robby's kitchen counter, so Robby doesn't have to worry about dishes.

He makes Robby's bed, turning down the corner of Robby's bedspread and leaving a water bottle on his nightstand. None of it feels like enough, but it's something.

Jack's visits go unmentioned for months, the routine second nature by the time Robby pulls him aside at handoff one night in mid-November. "I'll be home from therapy by five on Thursday. You can stay if you want. Eat some of the food you're overbuying for me."

Cheeks flushing at the acknowledgment of what's gone unacknowledged until now, and chest warming at the invite, Jack nods. He heads to Robby's that afternoon, makes sure there's food for two, and he stays.

[lestatdelioncuort]

A second thought save them all from my provoked rage...Where is Louis?

[bompeii]

I reached out to @alethialia a short while back about creating a fanfic/fanart collab piece, just for fun, and she was SO KIND and said yes, and finally we reached the day for posting it.

Everyone please go read Fresh Perspective by Alethia: "In 2.07, when Abbot is being treated by Mohan, Robby walks by and does a double-take, which was scripted. Santos walks by and does a triple-take, which was not scripted. Given her history, I can't imagine that Santos just leaves that alone, especially since "our little secret" was the exact phrase she used in S1 when relating her own abuse. So. A take on it."

Amazing story, excellent character nuance, describes this episode in a light I didn't even consider before.

You can see this art on ao3 as well!

[ecrivainfantome]

why must his sad eyes compel me so

they're good pronts bront

[suddenly-frankenstein]

suddenly, everyone around me disappears, like the rapture has come

[mjpens]

Rotating my attendings in my head like this constantly

[themarshalstale]

[asystolle]

PRIDE & PREJUDICE + earth tones

[baker-chan-senpai]

top 10 fun date ideas to share with your 52 years long situationship or smtg idk

[astronomical-light]

Robby/Abbot, curls

Jack’s breath evens out sometime between the second and third act of the movie, and Robby tries to stay as still as he can until the end credits start rolling; his leg went numb at least fifteen minutes ago, pinned in place by the weight of Jack’s head—the base of his curls glint burnished bronze in the diffused glow of the lamplight, rich warmth hidden underneath solid streaks of grey, and Robby’s fingers twitch with the urge to sink deep into the strands, but he doesn’t dare.

His heart thumps like a kickdrum in his chest, heavy reverberating pulses that pound up against each and every rib; he doesn’t know why he feels so nervous—because there’s no other word to describe the tightness in his throat, or the way he feels like a balloon that’s about to burst. Jack had mentioned he’d been having trouble falling asleep lately, and Robby knew it had to be worse than he wanted to let on if it was bad enough that he brought it up and all, so Robby doesn’t want to risk stirring him from even the briefest snapshot of stolen rest.

Jack lets out a muffled noise, softly grumbling in his sleep, and then he turns over, curling closer without seeming to wake. Robby sighs in relief as long dark lashes stay fanned out over the top of freckled cheeks, and he wrings his hand in the throw blanket that’s draped over the back of the couch, twisting the tassels between his fingers in lieu of what he wishes he could touch instead.