Thomas Merlyn, MD

After my Father cut me off, I followed in my Mother's footsteps & became a doctor.

[pagingdoctortommy]

sonxofxdarkseid​:

“I’ve had it, where it was barely above sludge. This is ambrosia, but feel free to introduce me to even better. I won’t be against that.”

“A bit hard to obtain, seeing that it’s in another universe,” Tommy replied nonchalantly, sipping his coffee quietly. “Though, this does the job just fine. It’s caffeinated, and that’s all that matters when I’m running to work most days.”

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@dxctorfeelgood​  || CLOSED.

5 hours of sleep in the last 36 hours, 12 hour shift just barely under his belt. Tommy was grateful for his cohorts that shouldered the more severe cases that came into the ED, leaving him with sprained wrists and broken bones, among other seemingly simple diagnoses. It was around hour 9 when autopilot kicked in between seeing patients, fingers numbly typing notes into electronic charts between sips of bitter, lukewarm coffee. When his watch buzzed, it temporarily pulled him from his stupor, finishing his notes before clocking out and catching a cab home.

Each stair was a chore as he ascended, both bringing him more misery, as well as closer to the comfort of his own place. Just a little further, then I can drown myself in booze and pass out. Tommy’s internal monologue prattled about, the near constant stream of thoughts keeping the memories he feared most at bay. His mind was foggy, lids blinking slowly as his feet shuffled toward his door, not bothering to pull his keys out before reaching for the door. The knob easily turned, and when that would normally concern Tommy, his mind was elsewhere. Little did he realize, he didn’t step foot into his apartment, rather, the exhausted doctor had found himself in the apartment of his neighbor, one Ada Kish. Their apartments were identical in layout, a cookie-cutter design that was undoubtedly repeated countless other times within the complex. 

While their apartments were identical in layout, the interior design was vastly different. His sleep deprived mind didn’t take that in, only longing for the sweet, sweet release that was the comforting pull of sleep. “Kor? ‘m home,” he mumbled, dropping his things beside the kitchen island before falling over the arm of the couch, face first into a pillow. The sun peeked through the curtains, the fiery orange reminding him of his Kory, leaving a ghost of a smile on his face as he fell asleep.

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starlxghtstarbrxght​:

@pagingdoctortommy​

CLOSED

There was a buzzing sound at first, the small piece of plastic persistently vibrating on the bedside table, until the familiar harsh ringtone awakened the tall Tamaranian from her slumber. She wasn’t sleeping per se, as she didn’t technically require sleep. It was ineffective for her species. Rather than that, she mostly used the standard earthian sleep cycle as a method to rest and absorb energy. But she admired the notion of dreaming, and if she could choose to dream of any number of fanfical, wonderous visions she would undoubtedly dream about him. Everytime. With a audible hmph, she disentangled the arm that was snugly wrapped around Tommy’s waist and reached blindly for her phone. Peering through the tangle of her locks to check the caller ID, her frown deepened as she recognized the familiar digits of her agency.  Never one for blatant disrespect, she hesitated on ignoring the call. She was cozy and likely whatever her agent wished to discuss would require her attention outside the comforts of Tommy’s bed. “Hmm,” it took another thirty seconds of deliberation before deciding that her agent was sure to forgive her for screening her call with a little dazzling charm. And perhaps a fresh box of donuts of Jitters.

Silencing the ring, she returned to her curled position, placing an ear over Tommy’s chest to listen to his steady gentle heartbeat. Feel the length of his bones, the rhythm of his breathing, the comfort of his warmth. “Do you know what I’ve never done?” she muttered, sensing he was awake by the pattern of his breathes. Smile beaming brighter than the morning light as it crept gradually above the horizon and seeped through the gap in the curtains. “Spend all day, in bed, with a really handsome doctor beneath me” 

It seemed of all the great adventures Kory experienced falling in love was the grandest of all. When did infatuation become this endearing sentiment? Truthfully, Kory made her rounds with a few impressionable beings over the last few years. Some of the more notable ones her own former teammates. However, none of them compared to the caring yet troubled healer who inspired her to marvel at the enchantment of a soul connection. Kory was irrevocably enamored with the way Tommy cared for her as well, with his consideration, and emotional warmth. With his ease of listening so deeply to her soul. It surpassed any glamour the universe had to offer. “I could make us breakfast!” she proclaimed with a little excited wiggle. “Actually, perhaps not. I don’t imagine setting your stove on fire again will be a good start to our day” 

It had been weeks since Tommy slept peacefully. He slept, but was almost consistently plagued by insomnia, nightmares, or both. Though, knowing he was safe near Kory eased his mind more than anything else. He felt safe. Barely audible buzzing roused him for a moment, turning his head and adjusting his limbs in an attempt to drift back to his dreamless slumber. The brief withdrawal of the warmth that had been snaked across his middle for so many hours brought him even closer to wakefulness, but the seasoned doctor knew that once he opened his eyes, sleep would be hard to find once more.

Her head lay on his chest, and Tommy withheld a hum of content as he continued to lay still. At her question, he pulled his arm closer to Kory, his hand resting on her hip while his thumb traced a line back and forth. “Hmm?” He raised his brows in question as he hummed, unsure whether or not she could see his face. His mind was still on the border of sleep, and he was perfectly content listening to Kory’s lilting voice as she spoke.

“Oh?” Tommy murmured, voice thick with sleep. “That sounds ‘mazing, babe.” There was truly nothing better he could possibly think of doing on his 48 off. Staying in all day, pajamas (or otherwise) and barefeet, it didn’t matter what they did, because as long as he was with Kory, he was happy. “Mmm,” he hummed once more, smile creeping across his features before a breathy chuckle escaped. “Maybe we make breakfast together? We don’t need the fire department to make an appearance on our day together.” Tommy finally cracked his eyes open, slowly blinking the sleep away as he brought his free hand up to rub the haze from his vision. His eyes adjusted to the beams of light that peeked through the curtains, details becoming more clear with each moment. 

“Your phone rang, did you need to call ‘em back?”

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sonxofxdarkseid​:

Coffee || Open

“At least here the coffee’s better.”

For something so simple, it was amazing how much it differed from home. “Eh, that’s debatable. I’ve had better,” he commented from table adjacent. 

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starlxghtstarbrxght​:

★

With much the energy of an excited child, she could hardly keep from bouncing in place as her anticipation for his reaction grew. That coupled with the immediate cloak of ease and comfort always provided by Tommy’s embraced. Thankfully, he was securing her, or she would have been far too enthusiastic for this plane of existence. Her hair bounced with similar vigour as she bobbed her head in assurance that she was really the culprit of the festive spectacle behind her. “Do you like it?” With her legs still tightly wrapped around his waist, she stretched one hand back and wiggled her fingers to present the tree. “I know you’ve been feeling down, and I wanted to do something special but you didn’t have any decorations; and honey, how can you not have any decorations. It’s Christmas!” she playfully chastised. 

“So I went to pick up a tree, and decorations, and sweaters! And while I may have gotten a little excessive, I absolutely adore this earthain celebration” and she wasn’t exaggerating in the slightest. Everything about the holiday was so joyous and heartwarming. She was enchanted by the lights and the festive vibe. Stockings near the fireplace and spiced cookies beneath the tree. Consumption of hot chocolates and caroling. And she was ecstatic to spend it with the man she loved.

“Your earth customs are very enthralling. The adorned sapling’s adulation, the round man handing out gifts with his all-seeing eye, and the holiday stag with the radioactive nose” she laughed cheerfully, eventually untangling herself from Tommy’s grasp and leading him further into the living room. “Even though Donna claims it is a regular reindeer and the nose does not emit beams, but I’ve never seen one with a luminous nose. And Oh! The green monster that resembles the Rorfian Zopgar from my planet, except they don’t speak and would probably devour the child – nevermind!” she was rambling, which she tended to when she was in a good mood. “Anyway, Merry Christmas!”

It was everything he wanted, everything he needed. The Christmas holidays were always a spectacle growing up, and he learned to resent the holiday, thanks to his father. Tommy’s face was still buried in the crook of Kory’s neck, lifting and turning his head just enough to see the beautiful decorations. It gave new life to his otherwise drab apartment, and once again was reminded how incredibly lucky he was to have Kory in his life.

Honey. His heart grasped onto the feeling that surrounded the loving moniker that rolled so easily off her tongue, wanting to bottle up and store that feeling for the days he felt his lowest. “I bought a tiny little fake tree last year, but it was only out for about a week. Christmas really wasn’t my favorite growing up,” Tommy admitted. “It felt like a chore, putting on a happy face for PR events nearly everyday that I was dragged to. I guess that distain followed me into adulthood. These decorations are sublime,” he said simply, eyes trained on the twinkling lights nestled on the tree.

Tommy couldn’t help but smile, Kory’s literal descriptions always eliciting a feeling of warmth and adoration for the woman. His fingers were cold in hers as she led him further into his apartment, making a mental note to ensure the door was locked before they settled down for the night. “Rorfian Zopgar?” Tommy echoed, the words foreign on his tongue. His arms wrapped around her waist as they stood closer to the tree, his chin resting on her shoulder. “This is the best Christmas ever, Kor,” he said quietly, placing a kiss on her shoulder. “Thank you.”

[pagingdoctortommy]

stormsandmagic​:

The soup kitchen was bustling with activity, same as it was every holiday season. Wrapped in an ugly Christmas sweater was Garth setting up, arriving for his shift. Not from the surface, he wasn’t raised with the so-called holiday spirit but he could still appreciate the beauty of it, a celebration of family and love and hope and joy.

The doors burst open, a figure rushing in from the cold. “Welcome,” Garth greeted the stranger, handing them a blanket.

@ccfstarter​

Wind howled through the streets of Central City, snow bombarding it’s residents at an unprecedented pace. While Tommy was taking time off from work, he’d agreed to be present at the few peak hours at the soup kitchen, where individuals could enjoy a warm atmosphere, a hot meal, and medical care if they needed it. No doubt those living on the streets were susceptible to frostbite, and the young doctor wanted to catch early signs before it was too far gone. Carrying a cardboard box overflowing with gloves, hats, scarves, and socks, he could barely see over the top as he made his way to the holiday event. 

Approaching the door, Tommy turned and pushed his way into the building with his back in an attempt to not drop any of the precious donations he carried. The unfamiliar voice greeted him, and he looked around the box to ensure there wasn’t anyone in his path to the nearest table. “Hey, sorry. Hi. I’m the doc on the docket for the next few hours.” He brushed his hands along his pants before offering a hand to the other. “Sorry I’m late, I had to grab some last-minute donations from the free clinic a few blocks down. I’m Tommy.”

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starlxghtstarbrxght​:

“Tɾιɱ υρ ƚԋҽ ƚɾҽҽ ɯιƚԋ Cԋɾιʂƚɱαʂ ʂƚυϝϝ, ʅιƙҽ Ⴆιɳɠʅҽ Ⴆαʅʅʂ αɳԃ ɯԋσϝσσ ϝʅυϝϝ.”

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CLOSED

“It’s perfect isn’t it!” 

The rectangle dimensions of the smartphone screen could scarcely convey the dazzling width of Kory’s beaming grin as she gushed to the blonde over facetime. She’d enabled the front view camera so she could pose excitedly next to the newly ornamented tree. “Oh, wait a minute. My hair is obstructing the view,” there was the sound of fumbling before the full image of her work was viewable, and it was definitely something. She’d picked the tree herself from a lot on the outskirts of town, and in her haste to place it in Tommy’s living room, she’d neglected to take the time to measure its tall structure. Rather than that, she hoofed it over her shoulder and soared off in an orange blaze. It wasn’t until she attempted to pull it inside the apartment from the balcony that she realized she had grossly underestimated the pine’s size. But it didn’t dampen her excitement in the slightest. 

“Do you think he’ll like it?” the exuberant alien princess eagerly awaited Sara’s opinion. Even though the Legends were quite busy during the holiday season so far, Kory made sure to check in with her beautiful baton twirling love every chance she could. Of course, cooing sweet nothings at her through a phone wasn’t nearly as satisfying as doing it in person, but she made due with what she had. Upon the Christmas tree was a chaotic, winding pathway of flashing lights from base to starlit top, coupled with an eclectic burst of tinsel and ornaments. There was little evidence of a genuine tree beneath the ornaments but she was proud of it. 

Even though the top of the tree was bent at an unnatural angle. “Now, if only I could figure out how to get the star to the top — Oh! I believe I hear him approaching! I’ve got to go!” flashing a final grin at her beloved, she pressed a kiss to the screen. “I’ll call you later and I miss you!” as soon as the call ended, Kory rose into the air to get one final look. She heard the jingle of keys and before Tommy could fully enter his apartment she was flying at him, arms slung around his neck and long legs encircling his waist “Tada!”

Too much. Everything felt like too much to Tommy recently. Too much emotion following his mental break, too much death surrounding him at work, too much happiness everywhere, when a dark storm cloud seemed to follow him wherever he went. His mind and body felt weightless, but his limbs were still heavy. Everything was wearing on him, but the doctor wasn’t one to take time off work unless he was too ill to leave the comforting warmth of his bed. Everyday it seemed it was on autopilot, his mind in a fog as he absentmindedly moved throughout the day. Though, maybe it was time he take some time off for the sake of his sanity and the safety of his patients.

His keys fumbled through tired, weary fingers, barely getting his door open before he was enveloped in complete warmth. Kory. Letting out an audible sigh of relief, Tommy buried his face in her neck as his body relaxed at her touch. “Hey, you,” he breathed, grateful for her impeccable timing, as usual. Closing the door behind them with his hip, he dropped his things before fully wrapping his arms around Kory. “I can’t tell you how glad I am that you’re here.” While he wouldn’t admit it, Tommy knew it was best that his time alone was minimized. 

Pulling back to look at her face, his smile reached his eyes for the first time in several days. “The best way to start off my holiday stay-cation is with —” His words trailed as the twinkling lights adorned on the fir Christmas tree, surrounded by a plethora of decoration that covered the majority of the green branches. “You — you did all this?”

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@whitecanary-lance​ asked:       ‘ bleed for me. you owe me that. ’

“I’m sorry? I don’t owe you anything.” The shock on his face turned to betrayal as his brows furrowed, eyes trained on Sara. His pistol was gripped firmly between his sweaty palms, pointed toward the blonde. It felt like his mind was playing tricks on him again, and Tommy couldn’t tell what was reality verses imaginary. “I thought we were friends.”

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girlofxsteel​:

“They want me to discuss good dental health and about flossing on a national holiday that literally promotes poor dental hygiene.” Kara cooed with a pout. “Care to write Supergirl a note of absence? I don’t want to be egged.”

Tommy turned his head, hiding a chuckle as he stood opposite the Girl of Steel. Despite the clinic being open to all heroes, he still couldn’t believe this moment was truly happening. “I suppose I could whip something up, any excuse in particular you’d like me to mention? Off planet... exposed to kryptonite... sick with an alien flu?”

[pagingdoctortommy]

Text| Dr. Sexy Pot

Kyle: When I get you, you're dead.

Kyle: Hotty totty Kory can't save you.

Kyle: It's fight on sight.

Tommy: I genuinely can't tell if you're joking or not.

Tommy: Please don't call her "hotty totty," that seems weird coming from you.

Tommy: What exactly are we fighting about?

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holyxsmoak​:

“Lets go with option 2. How do I do that? Or both. Is both an option?”

Cocking his head to the side, his brows furrowed for a moment. “Um, yeah. Both is an option, you looking to invest a hefty chunk of change on a hospital or two? I might have some connections in Central and Keystone. You said you wanted it to be anonymous?”

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atlantismera​:​

      𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐀 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃𝐍'𝐓 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐕𝐄 that Kory convinced her to go in a costume on Halloween. She does not even know what is a ’Halloween’ to begin with. However, humans seems to care so much about this holiday, and apparently obsessed with a big orange plant? Fruit? She doesn’t even know what is it, with different faces. (Yes, it was the ‘Jack O'Latern.’ ). She was lost to go to party, with a lot of children running, giggling and all stupid people making stupid joke, eating her last neurons. When she managed to got out of the bush, she heard a voice a male, and she stops her tracks.         The royal princess brought her own trident, since she has no idea whatever is it what she is dressing, her trident was somehow matching with her clothing. ❛ I don’t know what is bag of goodies. ❜ She says timidly, holding her own trident firmly. ❛ I do not understand! There’s so much orange thingy my way here. I’m looking for a party, I have the address. ❜ She pulled out from her pocket the address written from her friend, it was a club.

“Goodie bags? In this instance, they’re just premade bags filled with candy for the kids. Saves time when they try to pick through the ones they want, hopefully it’ll save parents some time so they can get home and have a glass of wine or two.” Tommy smirked for a moment, only imagining the sheer frustration that parents endure. He could only hope they got their fair share of candy and alcohol for the night.

“Hey, it’s alright, don’t fret. The city can get confusing, especially with the streets being packed with people dressed in costumes.” Tommy took the paper with the address scrawled on it, trying to place the location on his mental map. “This club is just up the street two blocks, then turn right and down about a half block.” He pulled a bag of candy from the bowl and handed it back to her with the piece of paper. “Sorry I was so harsh, I’m just not much of a fan of this holiday. I definitely shouldn’t have been so rude.”

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Halloween wasn’t his favorite holiday, seeing as it typically left him working long and stressful nights in the emergency room. Though, tonight he was trying his best to be optimistic, volunteering to pass out candy at the tent he’d set up for the clinic. He practically had to beg the mayor’s office to allow and even sponsor his tent, finally agreeing upon keeping the clinic open at regular hours, as opposed to his truncated timetable he’d been keeping recently.

Each goodie bag full of candy had a business card tucked inside, hidden within the sugary treats. Most kids didn’t recognize his costume, with his bright red nose and seemingly arbitrary objects glued to his front. Though, it continued to bring a smile to his face with each parent that appreciated the throwback to the childhood game that scared the crap out of them with each unexpected ‘buzz’.

There was sound of rifling behind him, and he turned to see who was behind him. “Hey, stop. The goodie bags are for the kids, I think there’s a bar a few blocks down that is doing free tastings. No kids? No candy.”

@ccfstarter​

[annakarenina]

I don’t know if any of us understand much about love. We just know we feel it when we feel it.

SEX EDUCATION (2019—) Season 3 Episode 8

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holyxsmoak​:

Donation || Tommy

“Can I ask how much it cost to buy a wing in the hospital? I don’t want it named after me.”

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“I mean, that wholly depends on which hospital we’re talking about here. If you’re donating to research or supplies, that’s one thing. If you want to build a whole new wing from the ground up? Well, that’s in the realm of hundreds of thousands, perhaps on the edge of millions.”

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starlxghtstarbrxght​:

★

Kory made a conscious effort not to appear too overjoyed as she watched the handsome doctor scribble his number down, but she was never very adept at controlling her emotions. Her grin widened even further as her fingers clenched the slip of paper in contentment. Why did even his slanted script look so attractive. It was quite apparent that this earthain male had completely captured Kory’s attention, and she was blissfully coasting on the emotion. Naturally coquettish and believing virtually everyone she encountered alluring in some capacity, it had been a long time since she had been this…well, captivated. As he stood she followed suit, amusingly noting their height disparity. In her bright violet heeled boots, she had at least seven inches on him, if not more. 

Kory was half tempted to pat his head but felt, as this was their first meeting, her strange impulses might not be received humorously. Instead she focused her brightened gaze on his, clasping her hands behind her back and rocking on her heels. “Seven o'clock,” she repeated, already knowing if she previously had plans for the evening they were effectively cancelled as of this very moment. She was certain Donna would understandably reschedule their get together when she described just how glorious rugged the male before her looked. “It’s a date!”

If only she could have prolonged the conversation just a few minutes – or hours – longer she absolutely would have. But duty called and if she meant to make it back for their meeting she needed to finish patrol. “I’ll meet you right back here,” she pointed resolutely to the tilled corridor. “And then we can discuss anything you desire, including my origin” though Kory was surprised he hadn’t figured it out already. She wasn’t the only alien masquerading as a hero in this city, but now she felt a mischievous idea settling in her brain. If he hadn’t figured it out by that evening, she may take some pleasure in delaying the disclosure. As if to give him a slight hint, she allowed herself to rise a few inches off of the ground. “It seems a shame to part, even for a little while” she signed with a tilt of her head. She leaned forward boldly and pressed a kiss to his cheek. “There, something to look forward to, Doctor Merlyn”

“It’s a date,” he parroted back, goofy grin spread across his features. There was something so refreshing about Kory, yet so much mystery surrounded her at the same time, and Tommy was absolutely captivated. Bouncing curls with each movement, her smile so easily lighting up the room. He was in trouble with this one and he didn’t care. All he knew was that he needed to get to know her. His billionaire playboy days were over, and while he wanted to be in a serious relationship all these years, his past held him back. Maybe this time would be different...maybe.

“Here? In the ED?” Brows rose at her statement. “Maybe we meet outside the West Entrance to the hospital, that way we won’t be in the way of any incoming trauma patients.” Tommy hoped and prayed that things would taper down in the next few hours, that the patients rolling in would be sporting broken arms and wounds that needed a few stitches, rather than patients with severe burns or injuries in need of surgery. His hand moved to scratch at the five o’clock shadow as he nodded. “’Tis such a shame,” he replied, head turning as his name was paged overhead, the pager on his hip simultaneously beeping.. Doctor Merlyn to trauma 3, Doctor Merlyn, trauma 3. Just before turning his head back, Tommy felt her lips against his cold cheek. Blood rushed to his face, effectively causing a deep blush across his features as his hand moved to where her lips had been. “I’ll see you soon, Kory.”

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winnschott-throughtheheart​:

The doctor- Tommy- really was quite nice. Most folks had a tendency to either just ignore Winn or yell at him. Maybe I just have a very yellable face. Or maybe some folks were assholes. That seemed to be something that transcended time. He easily fell into step with the doctor as he continued on his way. “No preference. I’m good with whatever works best for you.”

“Office is probably easier, and most definitely comfier,” Tommy explained easily as he led the way down the short hallway to his office, nestled at the end. His office was modest, the thrifted desk sitting at the center, a few cushioned chairs facing it. A gaudy, over-stuffed couch sat in the corner, a pillow and blanket balancing neatly on one of the arms. “It’s probably best to do it on the floor, seeing as someone experiencing a a cardiac episode serious enough to need CPR won’t have the time or energy to hop up on a table,” he laughed, despite the grim nature of his words. As Tommy moved to pull the dummy from the corner where it had been propped since the last class, he smiled back at the man. “So, are you learning CPR just to be able to save a life if the need arises, or is it a requirement for work?”