🩺 FemmeDoctor。
A label for when one is Femme because they’re a Doctor, and vice versa. Or when one’s Femme identity is intrinsically tied to being a Doctor.
Requested by Anon.
Coined by: RabidFreak

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🩺 FemmeDoctor。
A label for when one is Femme because they’re a Doctor, and vice versa. Or when one’s Femme identity is intrinsically tied to being a Doctor.
Requested by Anon.
Coined by: RabidFreak
femmedoctor replied to your post “[GUESS WHO’S JUST TURNED EIGHTEEEN?!?!]”
(HAPPY BIRTHDAY)
[THANK YOU, LOVELY!! <3]
{;3}
"You can't say that. I'm pretty sure that's overstepping some cultural boundaries."
"I have to confess something." The Doctor casually started, clearing her throat. "I’m... Well, dying…" (I just really like their friendship)
"What do you mean?" Mike swallowed, looking her over. She looked fine, anyways.
@femmedoctor said: (DO IT!!!!!!)
[ohdeargod okay uhm i have to go make it tomorrow probably okay]
femmedoctor said: (i think ‘crying because exr’ should be considered a state of mind/perfectly good excuse to not do things)
[if i cant take my midterms this week thats why //shot]]
Pirate's Life For Me + Femmedoctor
Sam tapped her pen against the motel table, she had been here for about a week investigating disappearances that all seemed to happen around a old church. Which was odd because, well, it was church. But if you looked into the history of the old building you'd find claims of the angel statues moving, disappearances happening at random times after everyone left, and around it form the time it was built to now. What was even stranger was the fact that none of the victims had anything in common...
Sighing Sam ran her hand through her hair, her mind overwhelmed with information. She wished Doc was here, she always managed to point something out that Sam had missed, or simply help her make loops that her mind was just to tired to make. But after the incident with that crazy bastard Doc had been acting a bit strangely.
She didn't remember much about it other than a golden light and Doc's face.
Pushing herself up Sam went into the bathroom, now wasn't a time to dwell on that. She needed to get to the church and see what was going on. After she was dressed and packed up she grabbed her keys. Little did she know she wouldn't be back here for awhile...
MOTHERFU--seriously tumblr send my asks.
femmedoctor: I know the WC is happening but I don't have tickets, and I think that because it's such a big event there'll be even more crime than usual (and Rio has a lot anyway), I'd probably end up kidnapped or dead, let's be real. I might go to the FIQ con in Sao Paulo, even though it's just comic books. Where do you live?
patroclusandachilles: START THE THING. At least you won't have to search high and low for an achilles, right. RIGHT.