#prodigalmd

[thirteenssuspenders]

just saw a 'prodigal siblings' edit on tiktok and the intro clip was... the scene in 7x01 where chase is asking to fuck thirteen?? yeah no let's not do that

i'm genuinely so sick of the prodigal siblings stuff because. guys chase wants to fuck thirteen so bad. calling the duo siblings is just. so weirdddd. call them the prodigal duo if you want (although i want to point out, chase is not actually the 'prodigal son' imo) but not siblings. please anything but siblings PLEASE he wants to fuck her

it's also horribly ooc for so many other reasons. but i don't feel like elaborating rn

[ruthworks]

Mallory was embarrassed to be here, but she felt like there was no other choice, especially after Lisa urged her from across the country to visit the emergency room. She felt stupid. Ashamed, even. She was trying to test going out so that she could prepare for a trip to Pasadena to see her boyfriend, Tanner, but of course, Mallory's anxiety had gotten ahead of herself. A run in with an old classmate, an overcrowded grocery store, and a stressful drive back to her house had sent her into a panic attack that required her emergency medication. But when that didn't work, Lisa talked her into going to the emergency room.

The chaos of the waiting room didn't help much, but her color-drained face, quiet gasps for air, and the sweat that had accumulated against her forehead had gotten her a pass to the head of the line and she was in the back within half an hour.

She felt slightly more at ease when she was in a room, the nurse talking gently with her as she hooked her up to monitors and checked her vitals. When @prodigalmd walked in and introduced himself, she managed to mumble her first name before the nurse gave him a briefing.

Thirty-two year old female describing what seems to be the symptoms of a panic attack. Said she suffers from diagnosed agoraphobia. She took 30 mg of Buspirone an hour ago, but the symptoms haven't improved.

"I-I was trying branching out because I'm supposed to be visiting my boyfriend in two weeks," she explained with a feebly attempt at a smile around uneven breaths. "F-Figured the grocery store was a smaller step than the airport..."

unspecified starter call / accepting!

[broughtpeace]

@prodigalmd is attending pittgala

Slipping into a seat alongside Langdon, there's a smile on Dana's lips as she looks over at the senior resident. It's a quiet corner, most of the tables had been cleared out as people mingle with each other all around the room. "Hey kid." Reaching forward, she pours herself a glass of water from an unused glass on the table before taking a drink. "How are you holding up tonight?" Tilting her head towards him, she eyes him closely as she considers him. "You having fun? Or do I need to drag you out there to have a dance with me?"

[elafie]

" i'm always missing someone or someplace or something , i'm always trying to get back to some imaginary somewhere . " / quotebot starter call ; @prodigalmd !

[aratsaka]

“ a doctor, huh? that's pretty cool. ” he doesn't know why he started talking to @prodigalmd. he can't remember. “ the emergency room sounds pretty gnarly though. wonder if you were there last time i was. i don't remember it too well. ” he'd left the er last time with a new psychiatrist and a temporary prescription. so much had changed since then. “ which one do you work at? i don't even know if i remember the name of the er i was at... ”

[loveache-archive]

"You promised me when we got married that you'd never come between me and my work." ( for abby im sorry. haha. still married abby and frank things. oh man )

PROMPTS. @prodigalmd

can you take a few days off work so that i can catch up on sleep and get some writing done so that i can actually finish this book sometime this year.

i give him the benefit of the doubt that his response is a joke and i play along with a half hearted laugh because i'm so exhausted and not in the mood that it's all i can do. i'm feeding penny so it takes me a minute to realize he's actually being serious. my eyes quickly widen with surprise and blood runs cold. where the hell did her husband go ?

" between you and your work ? jesus, do you even hear yourself ? i'm not asking you to quit your job and be a stay at home dad i just need a few days. " i'm not sure how much more i can take if i don't get a break. tanner is such a good kid but he's still so young and taking care of both of them when one is an infant with barely any help is hard. the exhaustion. postpartum anxiety. feeling so alone in my own marriage and parenthood that i can barely stand it.

" do you even want her, frank ? " it comes out quiet but hard. i don't know if i say it because there's part of me that wants to provoke him or if it's the real concern my anxieties have been festering because the behavior is getting weirder. it's out there now either way. i look back at penny and blink away the tears. i won't cry in front him, not right now and not like this.

[dumbthink]

this  is  a  judgement  free  zone.

@prodigalmd

They understand that Frank is trying to be nice, and they appreciate that. He’s been doing a lot better about… well, about most aspects of his life. So while it still wasn’t awesome that he had caught them crying in a random storage closet on their break, it could be a lot worse. This could have happened a year ago.

But Frank is still Frank.

“You are like, one of the most judgmental people I know. And I say that with love.” It doesn’t sound as sincere as it usually would, considering all the crying.

[doomend]

⤷ ˎˊ˗ @prodigalmd said : “ you in some kind of trouble? ”

ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ “ judgin' by the look i got from that nurse when she caught me sneakin' out tryin'ta have a smoke ? i probably am. ” EYES ARE THE WINDOWS TO THE SOUL they say, and no words were needed when the intensity of someone's eyes was comparable to lightning bolts, ready to shoot out of their skull and straight into zach's chest upon finding him sloppily rolling a cigarette outside the emergency department. aching, hooked up to fluids, but still yearning for that blissful inhale of burley smoke to fill his lungs, one of the few simple pleasures left in life.

tattooed fingers wrap tightly around the chilling metal of the iv stand, chipped black nail polish tapping against its cold surface. anxiety coursed through his veins, electrifying each nerve in his body, drugs doing little to help the overstimulating noise and chaos that filled their sterile surroundings. zachary was on edge, visibly so, stripped of his armour and uncomfortably vulnerable as the hospital robe felt too snug, his head too heavy, the air too thick and the lights too bright. “ s'there a place around here where i can have a smoke break and not get crucified for it ? ” he asks, voice soft and calm despite the inner turmoil. zach looks at the doctor, eyes pleading, begging for an ounce of understanding. ( . . . doctors must smoke, right? ) “ i just need a minute to myself . . . or two. ”