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traitor | @jegulus-microfic | words: 755
critical care, part 5 (part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 6)
a Jegulus nurse!AU
* back by popular demand
Lunch.
Together.
Just Regulus and James.
Oh yeah, and apparently Tom fucking Riddle too.
James couldn’t believe this. He’d summoned every drop of disregard for his own physical wellbeing to ask Regulus out, and Dr. Slughorn’s bloody fellow had decided to swoop in and ruin the whole thing!
Tom Riddle Jr. was tall and handsome with very neatly coiffed black hair and a regal face, not much older than them. At first, James had thought he was just passing by their table, so the idle chit chat hadn’t bothered him—especially when Regulus had to tilt his head back and bare his lovely neck to accommodate Riddle’s position standing nearly on top of him. But then Riddle had the gall to ask if he could take a seat, and James, not wanting to be rude, had agreed. Things had gone downhill from there as the Slytherin fellow had firmly excluded James from the conversation as he began to engage Regulus on unit-specific subjects and events that he had no way of providing input on.
“How is the dialysis line I put in?” Riddle asked about five minutes into all this.
“Perfect,” Regulus answered, his silver gaze flicking to James. He kept doing that. It was like he was waiting for something, but James wasn’t sure what.
He withheld a scowl at the cardiothoracic fellow’s flash of perfect teeth. “Excellent. You were so helpful getting that done. I don’t know what my resident was thinking, bringing the kit without a pigtail with him. Lucius is usually much smarter than that. You really are always one step ahead of everyone, Regulus. So good.”
Apparently, Regulus was not as unlike Sirius as James had originally thought because he preened at the complement in just the same way. His desire for approval would have been nice to learn later on when he had Regulus on his knees sucking him off, James’s fingers tugging roughly through his soft curls as he uttered praise for his gorgeous tongue—not here in the cafeteria watching Riddle blatantly flirt with his lunch date right under James’s nose.
He couldn’t take it anymore.
“Get your own nurse, Riddle,” James finally snapped, goodwill and politeness dismissed. “This one’s taken.”
The two Slytherins looked over at him in surprise—Riddle with a bit of amusement and Regulus with such obvious interest that James could feel his traitorous heart uptick in response.
“Taken?” Riddle repeated with a smirk, leaning back in his seat. “He doesn’t look all that taken, Potter, and believe me, I’m familiar with what he looks like when he is.”
“Well I’m looking forward to seeing it for myself really soon, so no spoilers.”
Riddle laughed. “That’s presumptuous. You always did think you were better than everyone else. I’m starting to remember that about you now from my residency days.”
“Oh, I’m not saying I’m better than everyone. I’m just better than you.”
James wasn’t sure what Regulus had been waiting for the whole time Riddle was inflicting his presence on them. Regulus didn’t strike him as the kind of guy to suffer silently, but maybe he wasn’t suffering at all, but simply enjoying James’s torment. At last, however, it seemed that he had finally been satisfied; that James had passed some kind of test.
“Hey Riddle?” Regulus interrupted calmly.
“Yeah?”
“Fuck off.”
Riddle stared hard at Regulus and wow okay maybe James wasn’t the only one who liked his lovers feisty. He looked equal parts pissed off and ravenous. “‘Fuck off,’” he repeated darkly. “Just like that, huh?”
“Just like that,” Regulus agreed, peeling the lid off his clam chowder.
Riddle’s lips twisted in a smirk even as he toyed with his soda straw. “Now really, Regulus, what use are you going to have for him? Potter’s the most generically pleasant person in the tower; the personification of a low-sodium diet. He’s a third rate nurse running a fourth rate unit.”
“And you’re a fifth rate doctor with a sixth rate personality, so now what?”
He’s just so fucking fiery, James groaned to himself, unsuccessfully attempting to hold it together. Bloody hell, I need a minute.
Apparently Riddle was thinking along the same lines because he ran his tongue over his teeth in obvious frustration, his carmel-brown eyes glinting. “Reconsider.”
“We're off the unit. That means I don’t take orders from you.”
“Regul—“
“Don’t make me tell you twice. It makes you look desperate.”
There was a short, charged silence as the two frankly vicious personalities clashed like swords before James’s eyes. Riddle looked like he wanted to jump the petite brunet right there and then, but Regulus looked completely unconcerned, even dismissive. Eventually, Riddle had no choice but to back off with an irritated scoff, pick up his soda and strut off towards a table on the other side of the dining room populated by people in monochromatic light blue OR scrubs.
#regulus black#james potter#starchaser#jegulus#sunseeker#jegulus microfic#marauders nurse!au#james loves regulus#tom riddle
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Make your move.
SUCCESSION (2018—)
#nurse shes out again...#succession#successionedit#my creations*#userlix#successiondaily#usernins#arthurpendragonns#tuserrishi#hbo succession#succession hbo#kendall roy#shiv roy#tom wambsgans#roman roy#gerri kellman
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Play with friends of six characters you say I draw
#michael myers#jason voorhees#halloween#dead by daylight#friday the 13th#halloween movie#my bloody valentine#tom hanniger#the nurse#super meat boy#dr fetus#monky d luffy#one piece
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I watched some rodeos today so that means I desperately need to write about 20 year old non pilot Jake being a cowboy and terrifying his New York dads. (Here’s prequel to this fic)
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Chris, David, Wolfman and Lucas are all up on the fences watching. They all are used to this kind of thing. Oh the joys of growing up in Texas.
Tom, Ron, and Hollywood are in the stands. They all keep flinching when people get tossed. Tom’s nails are digging into Ron’s arm. He gasps every time someone lands wrong. He can’t believe they let their kid do this.
They’re in Vegas. All things considered a fun trip. They all took vacation time for this. Promised that if Jake used his fake ID they won’t call him on it. This is the final day of four for the rodeo.
Jake’s good. Too good. Ron can’t stand to watch him most days. Terrified that their kid is going to slam his head and not get back up.
Lucas promises him that he’ll be over the fence first before anyone else can be. Ron supposes an ER nurse is better then the paramedics they’ve got on ground.
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Jake is hopping in place. He can feel the energy of the stadium, he watches them put the bull in the corral, Hell Maker is his name. Jake slides his helmet on and climbs the fence. He settles on the bull.
He hears the announcer.
“And now. Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin. He’s one of the best twenty year olds competing he’s got a real chance at winning this Frank.”
“You’re so right Shawn. His father rode in Texas circles, Chris Seresin is in the crowd tonight. We’ll remind y’all listeners that the Seresins have a long history in riding rodeo.”
Jake shakes off the nerves. He knows he’s best. He can make it twelve seconds. Has to.
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As he’s flying through the air it’s in slow motion. He made it nineteen seconds. He beat the records in place. Jake is going to make his dads buy him so many drinks tonight.
He slams into the ground. He tucks and rolls. He leaps up and takes off for the siding. Makes it over right at the bull slams into the wall.
Suddenly Jake is being held in the air. He shrieks, David and Wolf have him on their shoulders. Chris and Lucas are standing grinning up at him. Chris opens his arms and Jake jumps down and into them.
“Baby you did so good. I’m so proud of you.”
Jake sees his pa and tata make their way over to him. He’s surrounded by everyone suddenly. He’s so overwhelmed. He has to blurt it out now or he’s going to explode.
“I think this is going to be the last pro competition I do. Gonna go to med school.” They all stare at him for a second. “I’m not going to stop riding. Just no more getting thrown off intentionally.”
Ron is the first to react. “Chickie thank god.” He scoops Jake into a hug. Tom hugs him from the side. Chris plucks the hat off Jake’s head and kisses his hair.
He’s then passed to all of his uncles. Lucas looks like he might cry. He holds Jake’s face for a second. “You’ll be incredible.” Jake grins at him. “Wanna be a nurse like you. Help people.” Lucas lets the tears go down his face now. David loops his arm around his neck.
Jake is grabbed by Hollywood and Wolfman, Holly is grinning at him. He passes over two hundred bucks. “What the fuck?” Wolf blushes. “We made a bet on which career you’d follow. Decided you’d get the money no matter what happened.” Jake laughs. He grabs the two of them into a hug.
A photographer comes over and asks to take a photo of Jake with his dad. Chris smiles and agrees. Women still practically faint for him at points. Ron and Tom smile at the two of them. Jake is every bit his dads son.
Jake ends up getting a trophy. He’s proud of it but is even more proud of the money he wins at slots two nights later. All of them insist he cheated. He didn’t he’s just lucky.
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In his thirty’s he talks Bradley into going to the rodeo, Bradley thinks it’s insane that Jake’s dads let him do this. Jake points out Mav and Goose had Bradley up in planes when he was definitely too young.
Bradley leans over while they watch the kids rodeo, “our kids are never doing this.” Jake stares at him. They’ve barely talking marriage. Fuck, Jake wants kids with Bradley. He flushes, “okay. They’re learning how to ride horses though.” Bradley nods. He presses a kiss to Jake’s head. “Anything you want sweetheart.”
#ron slider kerner#chris seresin#tom iceman kazansky#top gun#jake hangman seresin#slider is jake's dad au#ron x chris x tom#tom x ron x chris#david benton#lucas benton#henry wolfman ruth#rick hollywood neven#hollywood x wolfman#they’re the best uncles#non pilot Jake#er nurse jake#hangster#at the end though#jake hangman seresin x bradley rooster bradshaw#mac writes top gun
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MST3K | 807 - Terror from the Year 5000 | 1997
#Terror from the Year 5000#Salome Jens#Robert J. Gurney Jr.#monster makeup#mst3k#horror#monster movie#crow t robot#tom servo#hammersmith horror#nurse
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Mother Putting Box On The High Shelve While A Toddler Sulks meme but it's Willow putting away Cannister from spam commenting
sorry fellas next time you'll learn
#asks#miu himawari#sleepy nurse#my sona#my art#doodle#i love this idea thank you so much#this is exactly how it went it's lowkey comedical#it's like a tom and jerry scene
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it’s so funny to me that Tom is the one to help the Doctor in sickbay because like, no offence to Tom, but he’s like the last person in that crew that I’d want to give me any kind of medical care.
Like just imaging waking up after a warpcore accident or something and seeing him standing over me saying something like, “you took quite the tumble down there, but don’t worry, we’ve got you all fixed up and taken care of,” makes me feel uncomfortable in a way that is so beyond words.
Now if i had a car engine failure on the other hand, he’d be the man I’d want. bet he’d even slap the top of the car too and say, “No way! A Chevvy 5000 with Super Ultra Tank Blaster Carbonator Engine! They only ever made 300,00 of these! She’s a beaut!” and somehow he’d look kinda hot doing it too, in that weird dorky Tom way.
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If the doctor were a woman they would have written her and Tom together (ultimate sitcom married couple duo)
#st voyager#Tom makes a joke about how with a new mobile emiter he can't hide from her anywhere and she quips back about how with a new mobile emiter#she can walk away from him when he's going on about captain coupon or whoever (it's captain proton-!) ah. A perfect chance to demonstrate.#<- she then gets up and walks away as Harry chuckles and Tom shakes his head#there's also definitely a scene where he Harry and Chakotay want to do a Boys Night and Doctor insists she tags along and it's a whole gag#I understand the 90s tv gags. I see them in my dreams. They haunt me.#there's definitely some sort of implied sex joke about the doctor being able to change her appearance#OH it's something like Tom talking about a sexy nurse outfit and the doctor saying she's a DOCTOR. Not a nurse. Now if YOU were to wear it..#<- trails off as they walk out of frame
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Top Gun is both a middle aged dad movie and an unhinged tumblr user movie, no in between.
#top gun#top gun maverick#the duality of this gay pilot propaganda attempt movie#pete maverick mitchell#tom iceman kazansky#nick goose bradshaw#I can’t be bothered to tag the rest of them#I’m nursing a very rough hangover right now#I fell off a lot of tables
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succession is seriously overdue for someone to be hospitalized or otherwise have some kind of medical affliction. I'm not saying it has to be specifically tom or greg bit if SOMEONE doesn't get bedridden in s4 I'm rioting
#tomgreg#mine#succession#the only reason they've yet to do it imo is it would be too easy#if greg got sick it would simply be SO inevitable that tom volunteers to nurse him#in the sweetest most romantic possible way#that all plausible deniability would just be out the window
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Guys today I met Travis Konecny, Thatcher Demko, Tom Wilson, Nik Antropov, Bruce Boudreau and I saw Sarah Nurse but didn’t take a picture because we were on a rush.
#nhl#hockey#all star game#nhl all star 2024#travis konecny#thatcher demko#tom wilson#nik antropov#Bruce Boudreau#sarah nurse
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"Who takes care of you?'
Fictober 2023
Category: Fanfiction
Fandom: Downton Abbey
A highly polished pair of black boots appeared in front of Sybil as she sat in the garden of the hospital, staring at the ground, gripping the edge of the wooden bench tightly.
‘Are you all right, milady? Tom asked softly, too much concern in his voice.
She closed her eyes, not trusting herself to speak without shedding the tears she was desperately trying to hold back. She felt him sit beside her, a respectable six or so inches between them, and opened her eyes.
‘I’m a good listener if you want to talk about it.’
‘My… my patient died,’ Sybil murmured, the simple words nearly tipping her over the edge.
‘I’m sorry to hear that.’
‘Lieutenant Adams. Frank Adams. He was… he was my age. Two months younger than me, in fact,’ she continued quietly.
‘That’s very sad,’ Tom said, gently.
‘He was…’ She paused, closing her eyes briefly again. ‘He’s the first patient I’ve lost.’
‘That must be hard. Especially when you’d got to know him a little.’
Sybil nodded, seeing Frank Adams' face in her mind’s eye, his freckles stark on his too-pale face.
‘Were you with him?’
Sybil nodded again.
‘Then he didn’t go alone. He had you taking care of him as he began his journey.’
‘I didn’t take care of him, though, did I?’ Sybil said, bitterly.
‘Yes, you did. You made sure he was as comfortable as he could be, didn’t you?’
‘Yes,’ she said, reluctantly.
‘There you go then.’
‘But I couldn’t save him.’
‘It’s not your job to save him. It’s your job to take care of him. And you did that.’
Sybil sat up, thinking about that.
‘Who takes care of you?’ Tom asked, looking sideways at her.
She glanced across at him. ‘I don’t need taking care of.’
‘Yes, you do. We all need someone to take care of us at some point. Especially during the dark times. So, who takes care of you?’
Sybil shrugged, not knowing how to answer that question.
‘I’ll take care of you. If you’ll let me,’ he said softly, laying his hand on the bench between them, not touching her, just letting it lie there.
Sybil glanced down at it, knowing the comfort he was offering her shouldn’t exist between them. She pressed her lips together and then lay her hand next to his on the bench, her little finger crooked over his.
#fictober23#downton abbey#tom branson#sybil crawley#sybil x tom#tom x sybil#writing challenge#writing prompt#chauffeur tom#nurse sybil
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TFW you're two weeks removed from leaving your entire life behind and moving to Night City but you're restless and anxious and can't sleep so you sneak out in the dead of night and do something reckless and the only person you know who can fix you up is that old doctor guy your new friend took you to see in a basement last week for back alley chrome and fighting tips.
¯\_(ツ)_/¯
(insp.)
#Cyberpunk 2077#CB2077#V#My V#Riley Aldana#Viktor Vector#I've been nursing a story of sorts that I'm debating penning out but my writing drive is so fickle these days#Riley-- two weeks moved into Night City and not coping well-- sneaks out of the Welles house and stumbles across a Tino fight#(AKA the same spot you fight Cesar)#and fights a younger Cesar 18 months before BotB but gets her ass kicked and run out#So at like 3 in the morning she goes to Vik's with a broken wrist like 'can you please help me?' and he can't turn her down#So they get coffee at Toms and talk about shit after her sets her wrist#Riley-- a nomad who as never once had a dad in the picture-- takes his words to heart#IDK I find Riley and Vik would get along very well due to their similar no-nonsense approach to life and I one day want to explore that#emphasis on one day#But enough of me rambling this post'll get reblogged and then it's just another shitpost so enjoy a laugh I hope#Maybe one day in the future this'll be a fic worth reading#Aldi speaks#Been Good to Queue Ya
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Tom Hiddleston's Doctor Lover - Exhausted
Tom Hiddleston's girlfriend, Y/N L/N was a doctor. However, lately she had been working silly hours of either 20 hours a day or 17 hours. Therefore she was not getting a safe amount of sleep.
Tom had been driving to the hospital daily, giving her food in hopes that she had been eating more. He has also been giving her plenty of drinks, each simple enough to just grab and take a few sips.
Despite all of that, he was still extremely worried about her. It had been around a week since she had been home. Tonight was the day that she would be home for the night, however she would be back at the hospital in the morning.
It was 11pm when Y/N finally got home. It was late, but Tom couldn't exactly complain.
"Hey darling, how're you doing?" Tom asked, walking over and taking the bag from her, putting it to the side. he then helped her out of her shoes.
"I'm exhausted..." Y/N sighed softly.
"I know Darling, but I made you something to eat." He explained, taking her hand and guiding her to sit at the kitchen table, however stopped as she suddenly got pale. "Darling, hey, is everything okay?" He asked. "Da-" He quickly grabbed her, stopping her from hitting the floor as she passed out.
"Everything is okay Darling... I promise... Everything is okay. Your okay." Tom spoke softly, holding her gently against his chest.
"W-What happened?" Y/N asked, waking up.
"You passed out, it's fine though. I'm going to carry you to bed and bring in your food. Your not going to work tommorow." He explained, picking her up.
"Fine..." She sighed softly.
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I listened to so much loud music last night and got drunk. Apparently I wrote this idea in my notes app last night.
So here’s an actual au of Jake never becoming a pilot!
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The only reason why Jake was going to the hard deck tonight was for Javy.
Okay Javy and his dads. They convinced him to go. Jake is still in his scrubs. But with three days off starting tomorrow he figures Javy will forgive him.
He slides into the bar and looks around for his dads. A man comes him to him. “Hey pretty boy not sure this is your kinda place.” Jake wipes all the thoughts he was having about the mustache out of his head. “They let you fly with something that distracting on your face?”
Jake shoves past him. He sees his dads now. He ducks through the celebration. Comes up behind his tata. “Congratulations.” The three of them turn and Jake is quickly pulled into hugs. He gets kisses pressed to his head. Ron turns and shouts for Javy.
Javy catches sight of Jake and practically runs to him. Jake is brought into a crushing hug. Tom laughs at them and Chris reminds Javy to go slow.
Jake pulls back and gently smacks Javy’s chest. “You got a fucking concussion?” Javy flushes. “No?”
There’s a new voice from behind him. “Don’t lie to the man Jav.” Jake glances back to see a smaller brown haired man. He’s pretty sure it’s Maverick. Chris laughs. “Good luck with that Mav.” Jake instantly snaps back into nurse mode. He can’t help it. He shoves Javy onto a stool. “Tell me everything.”
Javy glances at Mav. “Go ahead we both know who his dads are.” Javy quickly tells Jake about the accident. Jake nods along the entire time.
Tom leans around Chris to talk to Mav, “get your kid they should meet again now that they aren’t 2.” Mav laughs. “Does Jake promise not to bite this time?” Jake blinks at his dad. “I don’t even want to know what you two are referring to.” Ron laughs and presses a kiss to Jake’s hair. “You were a bitey kid.”
“Says the man that bit dad and tata for me to see. Who’s fault is that.” Chris smacks Ron. “See.” Jake knows this has been a gentle argument they’ve had for years.
Jake eventually tells Javy he’s fine. Javy smacks his hip with an “I told you now drink.” Jake accepts the beer passed his way. They all move to a booth.
Chris in Tom’s lap, Ron on the inside, Jake and Javy sharing a side like they always do.
Mav drifts back over with him is the idiot with the facial hair. “Jake meet my son Bradley. Rooster for his callsign”
Jake and Bradley stare at each other. Bradley breaks first. He reaches a hand out, “nice to meet you.”
Jake blinks at him. “Yeah nice.” They shake on it. Bradley holds on. “Want another beer?” Javy elbows him. “Fuck it sure if you’re paying.” Jake is pulled up by Bradley. “Let’s go get it pretty boy.”
Mav takes Jake’s seat. “God Chris you were right they’re going to kill each other.”
Ron and Tom both chatter in polish, Chris smacks them, “stop it you two I don’t need to think about that.” Javy laughs. “I already know too much. He’s exactly Jake’s type.”
Mav stares after them. They’re leaning against the bar. Bradley has an arm around Jake’s waist. Jake looks like he’s turned on but considering breaking the arm. “Oh no what have I done.”
The four others laugh. “It’ll be fine Mav.”
Mav shakes his head, “how did your kid end up a nurse anyways.”
The three of them grin. They’ll take any opportunity to talk about their kid. Chris starts, “he took after our friend Lucas. He was an ER nurse in Texas and here. Always was fascinated with his stories.”
Ron nods and presses a kiss to Tom’s head. “We taught him how to fly and he loves it but it just wasn’t what he wanted to do.” Tom smiles at Chris before continuing, “he’s a little grease monkey like Chris here too but he wanted to help people. Decided to go into nursing. ER like Lucas was.”
Chris shakes his head, “told him he wasn’t allowed to become a firefighter though. Paramedic sure. But I never wanted him do follow what David and I did.”
Mav nods. He’s jealous in a sense. Wishes Bradley understood why he pulled his papers. Wished they didn’t loose so much time.
“Holy shit they’re gone.”
They all turn to look at the bar. Yep. No Bradley or Jake. Tom let’s out a loud laugh. “He really is our kid.” Mav slams his head into the table. “Goddamn it.”
Javy pats his shoulder. “Come on old man let’s see if you can beat me at pool.”
Jake’s dads watch as they leave. Chris leans back and whispers to his husbands. “Wanna go home and celebrate our own way?” Ron’s eyes flash. “Absolutely.” Tom squeezes his hip. “Good thing tomorrow is Saturday.”
Chris laughs. He grins at the two of them. “Come on then.”
They all wave to Mav and the daggers.
They give Javy and hug on the way out.
The daggers look so confused. They know they’ll have to host a bbq and invite all of them.
It’ll be a good weekend.
#ron slider kerner#chris seresin#tom iceman kazansky#top gun#jake hangman seresin x bradley rooster bradshaw#jake hangman seresin#slider is jake’s dad#tom x ron x chris#ron x chris x tom#pete maverick mitchell#javy coyote machado#Jake isn’t a pilot au#er nurse Jake#top gun maverick#hangster#mac writes top gun
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need to see tom in a hospital bed before succession ends
#he’s sleeping when a nurse brings greg in to visit#and greg goes oh my god is he dead? while the heart moniter is beeping loudly and steadily in the background#and tom is visibly breathing
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