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My whole existence is flawed, you get me closer to God
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My whole existence is flawed, you get me closer to God
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ER, 3x07, “No Brain, No Gain”
John Carter and Dale Edson fight over patient care.
Here’s hoping that @johntcarter70 and @daleedsonmd can work things out. Dale come home!!!
I need to see River walk in on January reading Triglossia on Mars and the Emergence of Tharsese.
live reaction of me reading "State of Grace" by @fireflyeyes
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Jess while writing this:
happy belated birthday to @fireflyeyes! :)
The struggles of a fan fic writer. It’s hard work but someone’s got to do it.
Here’s the fic @planesandgoggles did such deep, thorough research for.
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Sicktember Day 14- Bedridden
There is a gentleness to Dale Edson that few ever get to see. But Carter is lucky- in this one respect, at least.
“You gotta work with me, John. Hook your arm around the back of my neck. Like that- good. Now hold it.”
His heart is fluttering, and on its wings he is borne into the air, lifted from his rumpled, sweaty sheets and meeting sturdy warmth. He lets his head list against the solidity of his boyfriend’s chest. Shakily inhales the scent of expensive cologne. In turn, lips brush against his forehead, soothing and soft.
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The Dale-and-Carter-are-dating-and-Carter-has-POTS fic nobody asked for, except actually that's a lie somebody did ask for it.
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