#bruisedconscience

[drmckayera]

Continued from X

"You too?" Cassie had to take a moment. "Whitaker are you saying that you find me attractive too?"

[rabbit-bitxh]

Robby!hawk aesthetic

“There are certain rules about a war. And rule number one is young men die. And rule number two is, doctors can't change rule number one.”

@bruisedconscience-musings

[blckfckinmsk-archive]

“This feels like a bad idea.” - not a meme, from Hawkeye Pierce (funny army surgeon ok? ok)

୧ ‧₊˚ 🔪💋 ⋅  ────  "If that's something you're concerned about we really shouldn't be fucking hanging out."

[pittresilience]

continued from here {x}

The stylus comes to a stop against the edge of the tablet. Only then does he look up, taking in the satchel, the uncertain expression, and the way James already seems halfway prepared to retreat.

A small shake of his head follows. "If I wanted you to wait for office hours, I would've said so." There's no edge to it, only the easy directness that had carried through the lecture. He taps the tablet once to save his notes before setting the stylus aside. "You're here now."

He leans back slightly in the chair, giving James his full attention. "So," he says, folding his hands loosely on the desk, "what's on your mind?"

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[bykacie]

Eddie Brock pats their shoulder. “No worries, kid.”

LET’S EAT HER.

Him, I think.

I AM HUNGRY.

Bad guys only.

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"Dude, can you please remind the alien living inside of you that my pronouns are they and them? I mean, come on, you're telling me that his race has the exact same gender binaries as we do?"

There is a small roll of their eyes. The wanting to eat them part? Well, that's just normal Venom. They've started to take it as a compliment.

[north-of-classic]

“People are calling me a rat but I’ve never grassed anybody up, you feel me? I thought we were all here for the food…” - Remy

"People always have something to say, doesn't mean they are right."

"Cooks love their nicknames... I'll talk to em about. Best damn line cook we got around here trust me the talk is just jealousy."

[bruisedconscience]

MULTI-MUSE RP from FANDOMS like: M*A*S*H, The Pitt, House MD, Knives Out, Fight Club, and OCs with loose canon ties.

rules | muse list

If I’m not here, I’m:

@schoolteacherinspace | @menacesfromuncle | @ncwherefast

musings/ask memes: @bruisedconscience-musings

ooc: @bruisedconscience-reblogs

art blog: @dontyoufeelcalmer

[ameeperduee]

@bruisedconscience Cyrus found himself at a dinner party with his band. Silently picking a bread roll as his band mates talked among themselves. He wasn't himself. He hadn't been since he met Illya.. and Illya disappeared from his life. It had been about five months.. but it felt longer. He felt like he dreamed up the whole situation. How.. intoxicating the other was. How much he craved Illya despite everything. Lost in his thoughts he didn't even notice the man who walked up to the table to take their orders. "Uh.." Cyrus finally snapped back into reality. Grabbing the menu. "I don't know, can we have more time?" The man questioned. Looking up at.. Illya? His jaw practically dropped as their blue eyes met. "I.. Illya?" He spoke. A smile spreading across his face as he felt his dead heart beginning to pound again. Or he thought it was.. he was sure a doctor would say other wise. "What the hell are you doing here?"