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- - - - Affiliated, Semi-Selective OC Eden Muir, ghost practising occasionally weaponised medicine for the Moryana pirates of the North. Set to Eiichiro Oda's One Piece. Loved to death by Rabbit, follows back from @bothfeetinthegrave

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MAL ‧ PRACTISING ::

" No doctor knows everything - that's why it's called p̽ r a͓̽ c͓̽ t i̽ s͓̽ i͓̽ n̽ g ͓̽m͓̽ e̽ d i c̽ i͓̽ n e͓̽ . "

Affiliated, Semi-Selective OC Eden Muir, a ghost and ship's doctor practising medicine for the Moryana pirates of the North, a fully OC Pirate crew. Set to Eiichiro Oda's One Piece. Explores themes of life after death, trauma visible and invisible, choosing to help when harm would be easier, and learning to love yourself as you are. General content warning for medical topics, body horror, etc. Currently iconless and dash only.

♡ Loved to Death by Rabbit [ he/him, 31, GMT-5 ]. Follows back and haunts your inbox from bothfeetinthegrave.

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AFFILIATES ::

| moryanki | morymarina | wehld | ritoruoga | piratebento |

BLOGROLL ::

Primary [ OC / Eden unaffiliated ] @bothfeetinthegrave Sideblog [ One Piece / Corazon ] @belovedcorvid

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"He just seems like a dickhead, you know like me but not in a lovable fun sense with great hair." (Boog)

| Memes :: This One | Prompts :: Yuriofwind

" You're right, " Eden agreed, scowling to himself as shaky hands twisted the lid of a medication bottle a little too sharply - enough that he would probably need help with opening it later. Oops. But, the revenant gave that thought little space as he shuffled around his office restlessly tidying things, normally keen ears only partly listening to Boog as they spoke. " And worse yet he thinks he's allowed, just because he's the smartest person in the room. "

And so what if he was ! He knew a fair bit himself, but Eden preferred to think that he wasn't so quietly smug about it, or as impatient. " Absolute control freak, " Still, that didn't change the fact that what could almost be described as a blush dusted the edges of his face, blotchy on permanently sickly skin. The faint itchiness of the unfamiliar sensation made him pause. What was the second part ? Great hair ? He wasn't sure, even if some small, irritated part of him perhaps wished he could still see, when their paths crossed.

" Um . . . " Eden cut off his own wandering words with a heavy pause and a chuckle that was more a wheeze on still lungs, quick to route the conversation elsewhere, " Sorry, I'm not sure we're thinking of the same person. I don't really know what most people's hair looks like - yours feels fluffy. "

[aijouz]

hi neighbor 👋

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“i’m not sick, just tired.” (boog)

| Memes ::This One | Prompts :: Someone's Sick

It wasn't always easy to get his crewmates to cooperate with regular appointments. This was a working vessel after all, there were always things to do - always work to be done that managed to outrank a general health check in terms of immediate usefulness. Plus, no matter what kind of rapport you built with your patient, the human capacity to mask or ignore concern was real. That was why it was important for a doctor to be observant, to always be watching or, in his case, listening. And Eden did his best to be listening, to catalogue baselines for his crewmates - what was normal, what wasn't. It was true, Boog was very frequently tired - even Eden could perceive that. He could hear it when they drifted, when their breathing changed with the persistent pull of sleep and the sudden jolt that sometimes came with fending it off. Did it bother them ? Was that why they were willing to write it off ?

Not even a sarcastic remark, like he sometimes got in response to his other observations voiced on a whim ( You drag your feet; your brain is noisy ). Boog's comment wasn't really one that invited further discussion, not here casually outside his office, but the spirit chased the topic anyway - voice struggling to reach much above a hoarse rasp from where he was perched on a countertop. " Mm, those two things aren't mutually exclusive, " Eden propped his chin on his laced fingers , tracking the other's voice with a bright, watchful eye as he listened - chose his words carefully, " Chronic fatigue can point to all sorts of things, from an infection to a body chemistry issue to something more serious. What's your sleep routine like ? "

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“someone’s out of it.” (boog)

| Memes :: This One | Prompts :: Someone's Sick

" I . . . Sorry, what? "

Eden's face scrunched a little behind the scars as he pawed at his remaining, red-rimmed eye, sightless gaze hazy and fixed on nothing in particular. It was a little embarrassing; they'd just been talking, he'd just been asked a question, but he couldn't for the life of him (ha) recall what it was - his head felt like it was filled with cotton, his movements slow and floaty. Boog sounded like they were underwater. Or maybe he was, since the air felt almost like something that had to be clawed through ? The spirit wasn't entirely sure, but he had a feeling this was all because he was cold. It seemed unusually cold today, even indoors. Unless something else was wrong ?

This wasn't . . . He didn't get sick; couldn't in the traditional sense, as far as he was aware - things like bacteria tended to favour a living host - but at the same time it wasn't like he had a whole lot of context or experience for existing this way. Scarred hands trembled, their grip faltering as he pressed his sluggish brain to focus, eventually going slack and setting free the stack of linens and laundered cloth bandages he'd been carrying back to his office before pausing to talk to the captain. Also embarrassing. Eden breathed in once just to sigh, then crouched down to start re-rolling bandages, even if they would have to be cleaned again. At least that was the plan, but he couldn't quite get his hands to cooperate.

" Sorry, I think I might, um . . . I might just need to lie down for a while ? It's . . . sometimes when it's cold like this I get sort of drowsy . . . I think. "

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   the filled out slip of paper is pressed into eden's grasp without a word uttered, before heavy boot fall walks off again. the captain seems confident, or at least at ease, knowing that the revenant can't even see what's been marked off.

❣ | Smol Chill Memes :: Are You Eden's Type ? |

Eden recognised Boog's gait anywhere, whether dragging or quicker, with purpose - kind of like now, moving away from him and rounding the corner before the spirit could rasp after them to wait.

People usually read to him when they handed him paper.

He grumbled a little as pale fingers dragged over the surface of the card in a search for defining features or the tell-tale pressure marks of writing - anything to give him an idea of what was written on this. Fine; perhaps the captain was just in a hurry. Eden turned on his heel.

" Marina ? Could you help me with what's on this paper, please ? "

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Somewhere slams this down on the table, flips off whoever was before him, and then starts coughing up blood.

❣ | Smol Chill Memes :: Are You Eden's Type ? |

The spirit shook his head just a little, already armed with his medical bag and mopping up the blood he could smell. That aside, his expression was undeniably albeit tentatively fond.

" I think my soul would love yours in any universe. "

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*rattles his human-sized jar while making pspspspss noises like he were trying to attract a cat*

❣ | Smol Chill Memes :: Are You Eden's Type ? |

** distressed corpse noises **

If anyone needs him he will be hiding in a little cupboard on the ship somwhere, probably.

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[bothfeetinthegrave]

ARE YOU EDEN'S TYPE?

Saw a bunch of these on the dash today and they looked fun and I wanted to play too. OTL Eden's was way harder to put together than Cora's - he's just too afraid of many people and many things. His type is apparently either soft disaster or sarcastic weirdo, no middle sliders I guess.

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[daedaluscried]

Starter Meme Based on Yuriofwind Quotes pt. 1

(Mostly from Bullshit Creepypasta Storytimes. Feel free to change any pronouns to fit)

It’s not my fault babies can’t come up with coherent strategies. That one’s on them.

Watch out and godspeed, you crazy bastard. I love you.

He’s dead … Maybe, I don’t actually know.

Someone has selective reading!

That’s cliche and it belongs in this story

Red … LIKE BLOOD!

Way to be sympathetic, you son of a bitch.

*sickly whining noise*

It’s either that or you’re on a lot of drugs!

Running isn’t flying. I hope you’re taking notes because this is going to be on the test later.

Still don’t know how to turn off computer. Computers scare me.

If you listen to me talk for twenty-seven minutes, I love you!

You’re a child. And a liar. So we’re starting off great!

It’s not a death threat, except it’s totally a death threat.

He just seems like a dickhead, you know like me but not in a lovable fun sense with great hair.

Captain Planet can eat me.

6 and 4 are not letters. Just so the general public knows.

I think he just quoted himself.

We can’t forget hyper-realistic blood!

Why the fuck are you drinking Sunny D?

Who will die? Will I be pregnant? Nobody knows!

I came away with a sense of “What the fuck did I just read?” and “This doesn’t make any sense” and “I hope I die!”. And at the end of the day, that’s what’s really important.

Maybe I’ll just pretend I’m high… And everything makes sense!

If only there were stores that sold video games … Me and my crazy dreams again. Someday.

Awww, you gave up so quickly on that one.

I’m not a doctor. Or really an expert on video gaming.

Good job, Twitchy!

Throwing it would’ve sufficed. Or hitting it with a hammer. You didn’t need to do both is what I’m ting to say.

Hammer at ready!

Be prepared to burn in Satan’s enigma!

Yee-ha, someone owns a dictionary. So do I, asshole. Stop showing off.

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I'm not gonna forgive you

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Just wait til Doffy finds out Eden in another universe is dating a God

❣ | Unprompted Campaign Commentary :: Always Accepting |

If the spirit could have blushed he might have, had he not been more concerned about the fact that his stranger knew this bit of very specific information. Information that he definitely didn't want someone with violent tendencies to get ahold of. Eden turned on a heel, pointing an accusing finger in the direction of that unfamiliar voice.

" Hey, no one's supposed to know about that. Especially not - "

Somewhere, while a silly awkward person that Eden was terribly found of, was also someone that pursued secret information like a dog with a bone. Destroying the universe by waking him up with this forbidden knowledge was the last thing anybody needed.

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“Will you stay with me? Just until I fall asleep?”

| Memes :: This One | Prompts :: Hurt / Comfort

The spirit paused, expression softening just a little at her quiet, sleep-addled request. He had been about to leave, now that he'd checked her pulse at her wrist and felt her forehead for a fever - off to find extra blankets, something for her to read when she was feeling a little better. But before he could do so, she'd caught hold of his arm, her touch warm against the thin skin of his wrist.

Stay?

People didn't usually ask that. Despite the usual support most tended to have for those that tended the ill and injured, not everyone found him to be the most comforting presence. Not that he blamed people or held it against them, it was an innate thing - something dead lingering by your sick bed would probably set most people on edge. But even that seemed like a distant, small thing in the face of such a simple, quiet request for comfort like this, for what was closer to the core of one's heart than wanting to be treated gently when we weren't feeling our best? The worst of this was over, but that didn't mean she might not be scared.

So instead of freeing himself from the hold he, carefully shuffled, turned in her grasp so he could face her. Pale hands swept over the top of the bed briefly to find a spot where he could sit at the edge.

" Of course - I'll, I'll be right here when you wake up. "

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