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@redsurgeon
“I’m COMING!” Mary slid shut her ‘lab’ door and passed by the mirror, curtly stopping. She stared at her reflection of a tainted red apron and black surgical gloves. With a soft grunt, she snapped off the white smock, tossing it into the hamper. The doctor then neared the door, a hand resting on the knob. “Who is it? What do you want?”
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#about me
worried starters
trigger warnings apply! ( mental illness, drugs and alcohol use, self-destructive behaviours, and vomiting )
“You haven’t slept for days, have you?” “Are you eating properly? You don’t look it.” “Why do you keep stumbling over your words? Just how tired are you?” “You need to think about yourself every once in a while.” “I know your work is important, but you’re going to end up in hospital if you go on like this!” “You haven’t even touched your food. What’s going on?” “You look so… empty. I’m worried for you, please talk to me.” “Are you alright in there? You’re so quiet.” “How did you get these bruises? Please don’t lie to me.” “There’s something bothering you that you’re not telling me and I can see it slowly destroying you. What happened?” “You’re sleep deprived and you haven’t been eating. Why do you think you’re feeling dizzy?” “I can give you some pills to help you sleep. They aren’t healthy, but this is even less healthy.” “If you didn’t just blink I would’ve sworn you were dead, that’s how sickly you’re looking. Go to bed, please!” “Have you drank all of these bottles in one weekend?!” “I know you don’t want this, but it’s for your own good. Sign the papers so they can pick you up tomorrow and you can get clean.” “What the hell are you doing?! Did you do that to yourself?!” “When was the last time you left the house? Or opened the curtains for that matter.” “Here, just keep breathing. It’ll be okay. Better out than in…” “This can’t go on like this! You’re not eating, you’re not sleeping, you barely talk!” “I’m sorry. I went through your room and found this. Explain what the hell this is doing in your room!” “I thought you’d quit! How long have you been lying to me?” “I’m only trying to help and right now I think I have a much better idea of what you need than you do.” “Did you take anything? Why are you passing out? Hey! Stay with me!”
@wallpapcrglistcns
“ DON’T touch that.”
; @redsurgeon liked this ;
❝So, you’re a surgeon? What’s that like? I’ve always wanted to be a doctor of some sort, honestly.❞
“Ahaha... Well. Yeah. It’s, ah, it’s a slice.” Mary wasn’t good at chitchat. Not even at the Glory Hole where a body was waiting to be shoved into a casket fairly soon. ( One surgery went bad. All natural. No worries. )
She forced a smile. GOD, she wanted to cringe at her own surgery pun, but socializing made her this way. Awkward. Uncomfortable.
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While Mary tends to private matters downstairs, James helps himself to a number of cigarettes, some diet soda pop, and an old book in the floor above. As oddly close as the pair may be, they also know there are some boundaries that are not to be crossed. It’s just a matter of respect and trust. But if by chance things were ever to get too severe –James would be down there in a flash, and ripping any fucker’s throat out who dared to fuck with her. The catch: James hardly ever has to make a guest appearance, because she’s not a girl you can fuck over, then expect her to let you get away with it.
James holds a towel out to her, already prepared. He gives her a moment, slowly taking in another drag of the cigarette, then passes that on to her as well. He breaks the silence:
“How long are you going to keep doing this?”
She snatches the towel from him and wipes the blood that had spurted all over her face and neck. Private surgeries were messy. Her nerves got better at least. She didn’t throw up this time. She tossed the crimson towel on the basement concrete and gratefully took one, long drag from the Marlboro. Her lungs hugged the smoke. It was released in two straight lines through her nostrils. With a sharp fierceness, her eyes shot towards him. He had enough audacity to ask her THAT, that was for sure.
“As long as I need too,” she replied after a cold pause. “Don’t worry about it.”
Cutter’s never been one to forget a face, especially a face that he saw every day for two years straight - and hasn’t seen since. His reaction to spotting the woman in the crowd had been completely instinctive; something he hadn’t thought twice about before he acted on it.
It’s not something he wants to dwell on whatsoever, so he doesn’t. He releases her from his grasp, but his eyes remain hard and suspicious. After all, what the fuck is he supposed to think? The resemblance isn’t just uncanny; this girl is a fucking doppleganger.
“Then who the fuck are you supposed to be, huh? Her sister?”
The question is half-serious. He knows Ginger has a sister, but based on everything Little Red told him about Brigitte, this broad definitely isn’t her. On the other hand, he hasn’t ruled out the possibility that maybe this girl really is Ginger - and if that was the case, then she’s fucking with him and she should know better than that.
Mary furrowed her brow, fingers tightening around her tumbler of whiskey. Who was this freak? Probably a drunk getting too high off the atmosphere of The Glory Hole. She licked her lips and tried to muster up some sort of patience with this old kook.
“Listen... I’m I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
With a judgmental gaze, her eyes scoured him from head to toe.
“I think someone has had too much to drink. Sober up, pal.”
starter call
Masterlist of Memes
Symbols
☹ My muse is visiting your muse on their death bed
♫ A drabble about our muses inspired by the next song that comes on shuffle
☻ A drabble of our muses on their wedding day
☺ my muse trying to piss yours off
ت our muses running into each other after not seeing each other for several years
ヅ for a situation that got both our muses arrested
シ my muse walks in on your naked
Ü your muse walks in on my muse naked
ϡ a goodbye letter from my muse to yours
♥ you muse suprises my muse with a kiss
۵ my muse kisses yours to shut them up
ღ a forehead kiss from my muse
웃 my muse torturing yours for information
유 my muse trying to seduce information from your muse
♈ a holiday drabble featuring our muses
♉ our muses are together when they get ambushed
≑ my muse wakes up in your muse’s body
? my muse will ask your muse a question they always wanted to ask
+ my muse has died and your muse is included in their will
◈ my muse’s reaction to finding your muse beaten and bruised
♊ my muse will do something stupid to impress your muse
✃ your muse visiting mine in the psych ward
♋ my muse visiting yours in the psych ward
❅ my muse rescues yours
✪ my muse seeing the ghost of your muse
● my muse’s turn offs
○ my muse’s turn ons
△ our muse’s get in a playful wrestling match
⍢ my muse gives yours a hickey
✧ our muses having dinner together
☎ my muse drunk dials your muse
✈ our muses on a flight together
☼ my muse giving yours a massage
♡ my muse flirts with your mue
☣ your muse visiting my muse in prison
♌ your muse visiting mine in prison
X my muse doesn’t remember anything from the night before. They have blood on their hands, and your muse is beaten at their feet.
☁ our muses are trapped in a fire together
〰 our muses are at the beach together
❢ my muse has lost their memory, and at the sight of your muse starts to remember things
✑ my muses daily routine
❂ a new years eve memory from my muse
✬ our muses share a new years eve kiss
✆ your muses name, ringtone, and icon in the muse’s phone
◙ a christmas gift from my muse
♍ a sexual story from my muse
₩ our muses are caught in a thunder storm together
❊ a regret my muse has about your muse
♎ your muse tracing one of my muse’s scars
♏ my muse tracing a scar of your muse’s
♐ my muse hearing your muse scream
♑ our muses go out for coffee together
♒ my muse visit’s your muse’s grave
♓ my muse injures your muse
✄ your muse injures my muse
☩ a dream my muse has about your muse
☨ my muse searching for your muse
☦ my muse trying to cheer up your muse
✞ my muse taking care of a your muse while their sick
✛ my muse trying to calm your muse down
✜ my muse trying to get your muse to recover from amnesia
✝ a confession from my muse to yours
✙ our muses shopping together
✠ our muses watching the stars together
« a past memory with our muses
» a daydream my muse has about yours
✐ a mistletoe kiss
✎ our muses going to a costume ball together
✏ our muses are evil and out reaking havoc together
♔ a kiss on the cheek
♕ a kiss on the palms
♖ a kiss on the back of the hand
♗ a kiss on the nose
♘ a kiss on the eyelids
♙ a kiss on a bruise
Sentence Memes
“You belong to me”
“I found you”
“I’m in jail”
“You make me so hot”
“I have to leave”
“Please don’t leave”
“And what about our parents?”
“Who did this to you?”
“You shouldn’t have done that”
“What happened last night”
“We never tell anyone about this”
“So, you want to play games?”
“Does that require pants?”
“Lets just have a lazy day”
“Then go kill the bitch”
“I’m pregnant”
“You broke me”
“Don’t touch me”
“You can’t fix this”
“There’s nowhere we can hide”
“I’m not listening”
“Who do you think you are?”
“I don’t need you here.”
“Did I fall asleep?”
“A little evil goes a long, long way.”
“I will not die.”
“I don’t care.”
“I have no regrets.”
“I feel numb.”
“All monsters are human.”
“You look beautiful, but you don’t look fine.”
“You look beautiful, but you don’t look fine.“”
“How many time have I told you to be more careful?”
“Let’s get you to bed.”
“I can’t even look at you, you promised not to get into any more fights!”
“Are you crazy?”
"Do you trust me?”
“How did you escape?”
“Is that blood behind your ear?”
“Take. This. Off. ”
“What’s in it for me?”
“What’s in it for you?”
@devilsadvocax
Mary sped out of the basement’s ‘lab’, pushing past James. Her fingers were trembling. BLOOD coated them. She felt SICK. She nearly tripped on her way to the rusted sink that sat in the shadows. When she parted her lips, it felt like her tongue was folding over every word that dryly left her open tiers.
“Get me a towel.”
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disturbing starters
Be warned that these are very scary sentences. If you can’t handle horror, or get nightmares easily, these sentences probably aren’t for you.
“Of course I don’t want to kill you! I already have!” “Who are you looking at?” “What are you talking about? There’s nobody else in the room… right?” “I’m going to kill you now.” “There’s a knocking sound coming from the mirror.” “There’s someone looking at you through the window.” “I heard someone saying my name when I was in the shower this morning. You weren’t home then, were you?” “Why are you telling me that you’re going to get killed…? You’ve been dead for two years.” “Don’t go downstairs. I heard it call you too, in my voice, but it wasn’t me.” “Why are you making me dinner? We just ate…” “I keep hearing my daughter/son/wife/husband/boy/girlfriend scream every night while I’m wide awake, but they’ve been dead for years.” “What do you mean you didn’t leave this message for me? Then who did?” “There are all these pictures on my phone of me sleeping last night– but there was nobody else home but me. I don’t know what’s going on, but I think that someone– something– is breaking into my house.” “I can hear laughing coming from the attic, but we’re the only ones home…” “Don’t look in the mirror. That reflection isn’t you.” “If you go outside now, they’re going to steal you. They want you.” “I have the feeling that I’m being watched.” “The cat isn’t staring at you… he’s staring behind you.” “I live alone, as you know, but when I woke up last night, I could feel a breathing down my neck.” “I know that the old man who lived next door died, but I hear him talk to himself every day, like he used to.” “Can you see that too? That thing staring at me at the end of the bed?”
( @midnightriider )
Mary whirled around after an unfamiliar hand was clamped down onto her shoulder. Her brow knit together and she instantly took a step back from the man, clearly disgusted.
“Ginger? You’ve got the wrong girl.”
this is a little late but LAWWWWWWWWDDDDD
take me, clown daddy.
rcddler:
✖ | @redsurgeon | LIKED FOR FLUFF |✖ ‘cause I need it tbqh
‘ Are you sure you wouldn’t like a cup of coffee? – I make a great espresso, from what I’ve heard. ‘
“Well.” The doctor cleared her throat. She crossed one leg over the other and flashed him a warm, languid smile. “I guess... One cup wouldn’t hurt.” She tilted her head towards him, hands folding over her knee. “I could use some energy. Thank you.”
lawd tbh
*winks*
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talking to people wakes Jay up a little bit, it makes him nervous ; the effervescence of the lights above their heads makes him smile blankly, body swaying just slightly against the wind. he wants to follow the warmth that he can feel coming from the door she stands before, he can’t h e l p himself. ‘ —- nah. they’re , uh —- ‘ fuck, he’s not making any sense. stop being stoned, idiot. Jayson blinks into consciousness, just managing to keep from swaying again. ‘ I don’t drink jack. or anything, I just—– I want to go inside. ‘
Where was Lance when you needed him? She needed someone to ESCORT this kid out of here. She didn’t need anyone creeping into her basement lab while she was kicking him out. “Well, you can’t go to their dressing rooms,” she told him.
“Or in here. This room is for clients only,” she informed him with a curt smile. She clamped down a hand on his shoulder and began guiding him back of the stairs. Jesus, she hated drunk teens. Or high teens. She couldn’t tell. It really didn’t matter so long as he didn’t step a foot in her area of metal slabs and bone saws.
