🕊️ . * ◟ going to hell ↓

it’s    because    we    don’t    have    souls  .

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i have vague ideas for a jjba verse and it's just that medic is obsessed with studying stands (and still cutting up people but thats beside the point) and worked under dio during part 3, and now just works for his own goals in studying stands + their development

[littlelovelymemes]

(    *    & .    —    BILLIE  EILISH  LYRICS .

‘  don’t  you  know  i’m  no  good  for  you ?  ’

‘  nothing  ever  stops  you  leaving .  ’

‘  i  could  lie ,  say  i  like  it  like  that .  ’

‘  don’t  you  know  too  much  already ?  ’

‘  i’ll  only  hurt  you  if  you  let  me .  ’

‘  call  me  friend ,  but  keep  me  closer .  ’

‘  nothing  is  better  sometimes .  ’

‘  let  me  let  you  go .  ’

‘  i  just  wish  you  could  feel  what  you  say .  ’

‘  i  know  you  too  well .  ’

‘  if  ‘ i  love  you ’  was  a  promise ,  would  you  break  it  if  you’re  honest ?  ’

‘  i  don’t  wanna  be  you  anymore .  ’

‘  losing  feeling  is  getting  old .  ’

‘  only  you  know  the  way  that  i  break .  ’

‘  if  we  were  meant  to  be ,  we  would’ve  been  by  now .  ’

‘  all  i  see  is  him  right  now .  ’

‘  go  ahead  and  watch  my  heart  burn  with  the  fire  that  you  started  in  me ,  but  i’ll  never  let  you  back  to  put  it  out .  ’

‘  your  love  feels  so  fake .  ’

‘  if  i  could  get  to  sleep ,  i  would  have  slept  by  now .  ’

‘  when  you  call  my  name ,  do  you  think  i’ll  come  running ?  ’

‘  so  good  at  giving  me  nothing .  ’

‘  when  you  close  your  eyes ,  do  you  picture  me ?  ’

‘  you  should  see  me  in  a  crown .  ’

‘  your  silence  is  my  favorite  sound .  ’

‘  i  like  the  way  they  all  scream .  ’

‘  i  think  you’re  pretty .  ’

‘  i’m  not  your  baby .  ’

‘  where’s  my  mind ?  ’

‘  what  an  expensive  fate .  ’

‘  my  v  is  for  vendetta .  ’

‘  thought  that  i’d  feel  better ,  but  now  i  got  a  bellyache .  ’

‘  i  wear  my  noose  like  a  necklace .  ’

‘  i  wanna  make  ‘em  scared .  ’

‘  don’t  be  cautious ,  don’t  be  kind .  ’

‘  i  don’t  belong  to  anyone .  ’

‘  by  the  way ,  you’ve  been  uninvited .  ’

‘  why  so  sad ,  bunny ?  ’

‘  call  me  calloused ,  call  me  cold .  ’

‘  you  better  love  me .  ’

‘  i  would  hate  to  see  you  go .  ’

‘  i  hate  to  be  the  one  that  told  you  so .  ’

‘  you  just  crossed  the  line ,  you’ve  run  out  of  time .  ’

‘  sorry ,  sorry ,  i’m  sorry ,  sorry …  sike .  ’

‘  wake  up  and  smell  the  coffee .  ’

‘  is  your  cup  half  full  or  empty ?  ’

‘  i  love  it  when  you’re  awfully  quiet .  ’

‘  you  don’t  have  to  keep  it  quiet .  ’

‘  i  know  it  makes  you  nervous ,  but  i  promise  you  it’s  worth  it .  ’

‘  i  promise  you  it’s  worth  it  to  show  ‘em  everything  you  kept  inside .  ’

‘  too  shy  to  say ,  but  i  hope  you  stay .  ’

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gdanke, ihr lieben

✦ @ubercharged· GETS A RANDOM STARTER.

A SIGH slides past his lips, airy and natural, as he sits with ludwig in their newly-shared office. there were times in the past where he’d force air from his lungs just to break the deafening silence they’d work in, but now he doesn’t feel the need to—-both the silence and ludwig’s presence are comfortable. he never thought there’d be a time where he could let his guard down around the ludwig, strange and diabolical as he is—-but now he finds solace in the other man’s breathing, the way his chest rises and falls and the way his muscles tense, unsure.

❝ redemption seems like a foreign thing ever since the fall of overwatch—but you know how much i believe in you.❞ the words, again, spawned naturally out of a need to comfort ludwig. he reaches out and grabs ludwig’s chin with his thumb and forefinger, gently guiding his head up to look at him—-he towers over him, poor thing.❝ and they know how much i believe in you, too. they know better than to doubt the man that prescribes them their medicine. ❞

naturally,        they    didn’t    𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭    him  .          shifty    𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴    &.    suspicious    𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬    were    something    ludwig    had      𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚢    𝚊𝚍𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍    𝚝𝚘  .          (          BRANDISHING    HIS    MEDICINAL    KNOWLEDGE    FOR      ...      NEGATIVE    PURPOSES    LED    TO    THIS  .          )          his    𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭    must’ve    been    showing        —        with    how    he    𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐰𝐞𝐝    on    the    end    of    his    𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑖𝑙,        tense,        almost    𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞.          before    his    thoughts    𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑢𝑚𝑒𝑑    the    medic,        elias    𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬    for    him;        &.    ludwig    leans    into   it    without      𝚊    𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍    𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝  .          eyes    angled    𝑢𝑝𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑠,        letting    his    shoulders    𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐩,        there    was    still    remnants    of    𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐲    whenever    the    mention    of    𝑟𝑒𝑑𝑒𝑚𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛    came    up    in    conversation.

❛        ...      i    know,        𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠  .        ❜          his    own    hand    𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑒𝑠    circles    on    elias’    𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭,        a    way    of    staying    𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑚        —        although    ludwig    would    𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫    admit    to    such      𝚊    𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐  .          ❛        it’s    just,        you    𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤.        ❜          difficult.          very,        very,        𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐭  .         there    had    been      𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢    𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜      where    ludwig    was    awake,        𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠    the    office    floors,        his    sense    of    𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑔    seemed    to    be    𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞    in    sight  .          (          SOMETIMES    THE    MEDIC    WONDERED    IF    THERE    WERE    ALTERNATIVE    MOTIVES    BEHIND    BRINGING    HIM    BACK  .          )          ❛        it’s    a    𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞,    ja?        ❜

[spengs]

casual mode 

x

[quoted-books]

You can love a monster, it can even love you back, but that doesn’t change its nature.

Eliza Crewe, Crushed

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there are 40000 starters i want to write for so ludwig and elias can be gay im dying

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i love scout so much but i could never write someone from boston

[darling-with-no-probs]

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ludwig in the middle of performing surgery: i can’t be the only one who thinks elias is kind of sweet like not like i pay attention to him or anything but like he has a nice face and hands but like not like that you know what i mean

the nurse who just wants to finish their shift:

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can i turn 18 already like …

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wait holy shit ive been in the rpc for 5 years no way

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can i turn 18 already like ...

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&.    IF    I    TRY    TO    GET    CLOSE    HE    IS    ALREADY    GONE  .        /        study  :    elias    (    @goldgliitters    )    &.    ludwig

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@goldgliitters​    gets    a    prompted    starter  .

the    𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝    office    space    was    kept    in    𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘦    condition,        save    for    the      𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚜    𝚞𝚙𝚘𝚗    𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚜      of    paperwork    𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝    on    most    available    surfaces  .          ludwig    is    seated    𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞,        as    he    was      𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝    𝚘𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚗      insistent    on    working    𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘰  .          (          HE    &.    THE    COWORKER    THE    SPACE    WAS    SHARED    BETWEEN    DID    NOT    HAVE    THE    BEST    COOPERATION  .          )          ...    despite    this    𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞,        the    paperwork    he    was    currently    𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨    was    not    his    own        —        𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚜    𝚣𝚒𝚎𝚐𝚕𝚎𝚛      was    jotted    down    at    the    𝐭𝐨𝐩    of    each    page  .          the    𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧    for    doing    this    had    𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘥    the    medic.          first    insisting    to    himself    that    he    𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭    going    to    be    of    any    𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦,        then    casting    𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬    at    elias’    desk,        &.    eventually    ludwig    was    seated    &.    𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨  .          unfortunately,        the    𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫𝐬    slid    open    earlier    than    𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥,        &.    the    medic    𝐩𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝,        a    sorted    form    in  -  hand,      as    a    𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐧    crept      𝚊𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜    𝚑𝚒𝚜    𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎  .

❛        you’re    in    early,        𝘫𝘢?        ❜

[marci1900]

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have a six hour shift today so i think i’m going to be dead for today

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danke, ihr dummköpfe

❝  we   don’t   get   stitches   in   hell.  ❞      you   state   flatly.   the   index   of   your   hand   gently   prods   into   one   of   your   cheeks   as   your   lips   form   a   slight   pout.   you   were   genuinely   quizzical.      ❝  hospitals   in   hell   are   sort   of   redundant,   because   most   demons   just   walk   off   whatever   they   sustain;   and   whoever   can’t,   bites   the   dust.  ❞      you   briefly   wondered   where   demon   souls   went   when   they   die.   the   thought   was   a   little   overwhelming,   so   you   try   to   push   it   under   the   water. 

@ubercharged   for   a   starter   with   mae. 

❛        really?        ❜          whilst    the    𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧    explained,        the    𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤    pushed    aside    𝐩𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬    to    locate    his    𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬  .          this    encounter    wasn’t    exactly    𝐧𝐞𝐰,        medic    had    𝐮𝐧𝐮𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥    amounts    of    knowledge   on    𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭        —        most    was    from    𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭  -  𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝    experience    in    the    devil’s    𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘦  .          the    pen    secured    with    𝐮𝐭𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭    care    in    his    front    pocket    was    𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥,        &.    he    started    writing  .          ❛        interesting!          has    anyone    𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐝    to    treat    injuries    in    𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭?        ❜

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i just see rabies posting on my dash who does medic have to chase down with a rabies shot