thanks for getting me into doctor who

Family Values. (12)

“Are you crazy?” Will questioned, dropping her nearly impossible patient file on the case. “You’re not an idiot, obviously seeing as you’re the top neurosurgeon in the country, so why are you trying to operate on the man’s brain stem? He literally snapped his neck in a car crash, is paralyzed and you think you can fix him?”

“Will, the damage is more like his nerves getting mixed up. Like when you plug the red wire into the TV instead of the yellow so you hear noise but have a blank screen.”

“I’m a doctor too, you don’t have to dumb it down for me.”

“I wasn’t dumbing it down for you,” She motioned to Jay in the corner of her office.

“Oh wow, thanks. I appreciate.” Jay rolled his eyes, pushing himself off the wall and walking around her. His hands kneaded softly into her shoulders, voice less abrasive then Will’s who’d always been a bit dramatic. “We’re just worried about you. You have a flawless record and now you want to try an near impossible surgery that you either succeed at and he walks or you fail at and he dies.”

“You think I’m worried about my record?”

“No, but we’re worried about what it will do to you if you don’t succeed.” Will sighed, slumping into the chair opposite her desk. She copied his sigh, one hand reaching up to grasp Jay’s and the other out for Will. They both tangled their fingers with hers.

“I appreciate you guys, I do but I want to do something meaningful, you know? People don’t have to remember it after I’m gone, but I just wanna know that I did good. I want to know I took the risks no other surgeon would, as long as I think it will help my patient. He knows the risks, as do I, and we both agree that it’s worth a shot. If I don’t succeed, I will be devastated for a little while but if I don’t try? That’s me not doing my job, not following the oath I took as a surgeon to do what I have to, to save my patient.”

“You’re as close to perfect as surgeon’s get.” Will admired, “And we love you. So if this is something you have to do, then we have your back. We just wanted to check in, see if this was something you truly wanted to do.”

“It’s something I have to do.” They both shared a look, nodding solemnly. They had both been there in their careers, in their lives and understood better than anyone wanting to do something right in the world. She was just being extra with it, as per usual.

“You’re an amazing woman, you know that?”

“No, nuh uh. Nah. Don’t,” Jay denied, groaning as he pulled her head to rest on his stomach in the weirdest hug. “She is a baby, the small little girl who used to cry when a butterfly got stuck in a spider web not a woman Will, shut your mouth.”

They all laughed, hands still intertwined and love filling the room as any nerves about the surgery drifted away with their inside jokes. They were a surgeon, a ER doctor, and a detective. All completely different, yet exactly the same because they were more than their profession, or their titles in that moment. They were family.

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Adrift somewhere, with old traditions.

Merry Christmas!


It’s 12:35am and I am officially 30 years old.

Happy birthday me. There were quite a few times in the last year when I felt like this was a milestone I wouldn’t make, but I’m glad I’m here. Still alive, somewhat kicking but mostly screaming.

Thank you, to all of you out there who have made my life so weirdly wonderful over the last year. You’ve made a happy woman very old ;)

In this year I will continue to work toward reclaiming my health, be getting treatment for my mental health issues, and debuting my first novel.

So here’s to another year around the sun. What a time to still, thankfully, be alive :)

Jerome Valeska x Reader: Daddy’s Little Doctor - Part Two

Originally posted by jeromevaleskasface

thanks so much to everyone being so nice with me! i’m glad you enjoyed daddy’s little doctor so much! here’s a part two just for you!



‘Oh my God. What the hell am I doing?’ [Y/N] kept asking herself as she ran hand by hand with Jerome.

‘This is so crazy.’

“Ha! Do you see what I see, Baby Cakes? We’re just like Bonnie and Clyde!”

[Y/N] didn’t have enough time to answer, she gasped loudly at Jerome who just shot a random guy who was about to get into his car.

Jerome laughed. “We have our own vehicle now.” He took a driver’s seat and waited for [Y/N].

She sat beside him and as his hand moved to reach her thigh she took it like she wanted to hold it.

‘Shit. Don’t you dare to blush!’

He only smirked at the situation, not letting go of her hand. Both of them didn’t say anything about it. What if he didn’t really wanted to reach her thigh?

She could feel how awkward it was, at least for her, that’s why she decided to say something.

“So.. Where are we going anyway?”

“We’re.. going to get my face back, [Y/N].” He giggled.

She liked his giggle, it was adorable.

She turned to look at him. “Why do you want your face back though? I kinda like the new look.” She said with a smirk.

He chuckled. “Oh Darling, you never fail to make me smile. I know I still look hella fine but you should’ve seen me with my face on.”

“Well, I’ve seen you.. that day when they found out you killed your mother..”

“Ah good ol’ days!” He said happily. “So tell me Gorgeous, what did you think of me?”

“Nothing!” She said a little too fast. “I mean yeah, uh, nothing.”

Normally, [Y/N] wouldn’t have a problem with lying but Jerome really made her nervous at the moment!

“Awww, c’mon, you gotta tell me.” He looked at her with puppy eyes, not caring about the road, wheels of the car meeting an innocent man because of it.

“Sorry! Didn’t see ya!” [Y/N] looked at the scene with wide eyes.

“Okay now, where were we? Oh right, answer my question, Toots.”

‘He really enjoys giving nicknames… Anyway, I guess I have nothing to lose.’

“Well.. I thought you were kinda.. cute?” She couldn’t help but looked down at her hands and blushed. She felt bad for feeling like this because of a sociopath. But he was really sweet to her, ya know?

She could feel like.. herself with him. Everybody always expected her to be perfect. She was so tired of this.  She was only a human being.

He smirked still gazing at the road.. “Don’t cha too sweet for me, Baby?”

“What do you mean she left with him?!”

“Look, Jim, I couldn’t stop them. I already told you, she just left.. like that. She didn’t even protest.”

Jim made a weird face at her words so she added “That’s probably because she was too scared..”

Inside she knew she was wrong. [Y/N] looked shocked, then shy but definitely not scared. Lee had no idea what to think.

“We need to find her. We need to find them.

[Y/N] sat on a table where Jerome was lying 3 hours ago, when Dwight was trying to bring him back from the dead. She was looking at Jerome’s back for 5 minutes as he moaned in pain. He was “putting” his face back on and he was almost finished. [Y/N] felt bad for him, she didn’t like him being in pain. He was handsome in her opinion when he had no face, so she was 1000%  sure he’d be still handsome with staples.

Finally he finished his work and looked at Dwight.

“So, how’s the look?”

Dwight was really nervous. He was praying Jerome’s not mad but he noticed that [Y/N] was. 

“It looks good..” He wasn’t very persuasive, was he?

“You wouldn’t.. lie to me.. Right, Dwight?”

He shook his head. “N-no. I-it looks good.” Jerome was smiling the whole time. 

He looked like an angel in [Y/N]’s eyes.

Jerome noticed a gentle smile on her face and returned it.

“Now Dwight, would you stand over there? Me and Sweet Cheeks need to talk about something.” Dwight nodded quickly and almost ran to the place Jerome pointed out.

Jerome and [Y/N] moved aside and he explained, what he wanted to do. He wanted to leave a message for Gotham.

[Y/N] couldn’t be more excited.

“Testing, testing… Are we live? Are we on air?”

In the background you were able see Dwight, tied up to incendiary bombs.

“C’mere, Gorgeous, no need to be shy, you’re too pretty for that.”

She skipped to Jerome. “Hiya everyone!” She waved, giggled and kissed Jerome on the cheek. She was way more confident by now, thanks to her Puddin telling her not to worry.

“Some of you may know I died. Take it from me - death is dull! But coming back… that is something. Leave it to dying to give you a whole new perspective on life and I would like to share that with you.” He looked over at [Y/N] and blew her a kiss.

“Tonight, Gotham - in the darkness - there are no rules! So tonight, Gotham, do what you want, kill who you want. And when morning comes you too shall be reborn!” He took [Y/N]’s hand and fired an explosive.

“And, uh..”


“.. I don’t forgive you for my face.”

They started laughing like maniacs. ([Y/N]’s favourite kind of laugh) And left. Just like that. Again.

On daily basis, [Y/N] would feel bad. It wasn’t normal anymore, but on the other hand, she couldn’t be more happy to be with Jerome. They were in love! It felt like magic.

Like he was a Clyde to her, and she was a Bonnie to him!

You may wonder, why all of this had to happen?

I guess we will never really know. Maybe it happened because she was too tired of being a perfect child?

Too tired of having straight A’s?

Or too tired of rules?

Or maybe tired of always having to speak with respect?

She was too tired of one thing, she always had to be.

 She was tired of being Daddy’s Little Doctor.

Imagine Bones Helping You With Depression

Originally posted by deeepsleep

Prompt: Hi, feel free to ignore this request but could I get a fic where the reader is depressed a self harms until one day kirk or bones sees them doing it and comforts them and gets them help. I need one of my heroes to save me… thanks:)

Warnings: Self harm, depression, insecurities

Word Count: 1052

Author’s Note: To the lovely person who requested this: I hope what I wrote is similar to what you had in mind :) 

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12.05.16 || A project I’m working on reminded me why I study and work so hard. Sometimes I get so obsessed with high grades and achievement that I forget that the reason I’m doing all this is because I want to help people.

There is this hospital in my area that annually gives Christmas gifts to foster kids with mental illness. This year, the person in charge of this project was fired, and out of spite, they refused to give the contact list of people/groups who usually donated. A doctor I know told me about it. So I decided to take over. Luckily, I’m connected with many kindhearted people. ♥ Thanks to their generosity, I was able to buy presents for all the kids. 

I’m just wrapping them during my study and work breaks. So far, one-third of the presents wrapped up and labeled :D

Glasses?  (10th Doctor x Reader)

Hey guys!  So I’m back with a request!  I get super excited when I get requests because I love taking them especially when they’re a rarity for me.  So send them!  Give me the requests!  Also I’m talking to the person who requested this, I have glasses.  Don’t be ashamed of having glasses.  I can’t do contacts.  They just scare me.  I don’t like the idea of putting them over my eyes.  I’d rather just have my glasses thank you.  Anyways this was requested by @imagineswithfandoms.

Request: Hi! I just got my glasses and I feel sorta self conscious and tomorrow there’s this Christmas party and all my friends are going to see me than the day after my whole family so I was hoping I could request a 10 x reader where reader got glasses and she’s self conscious (my situation) and 10 is like they look good and fluff please 💖 Oh and happy holidays to you ❣️

Pairing: 10th Doctor x Reader

Warnings: None?

*not my picture*

“Ugh.”  I said as I took a seat next to the console of the TARDIS.  I just took some time off from traveling with the Doctor to go home.  That’s when my mom noticed I squinted a lot when I was trying to see something.  That’s when she decided I needed to go get my eyes checked out.  Turns out I need glasses.  I hated the idea of wearing these things.  I don’t want people to make fun of me for wearing them least of all the guy who I have a major crush on.  

“Hey, you’re back!”  The Doctor said excitedly as he entered from the hallway to all the other rooms in the TARDIS.  He gave me a quick hug and started pushing buttons and stuff.  “So where do you want to go?”  

“I don’t know.  Anywhere you’re just itching to take me?”  

“I have just the place.”  He stopped and looked at me just now noticing I was wearing glasses.  I was kind of hoping he wouldn’t, but he’s one of the most observant people in all of time and space.  “You got glasses.”

“Yeah, I hate them.”  I said taking them off.

“No, no, no.  Don’t take them off.”  He said grabbing them and putting them back on my face.  “They look perfect on you.”  

“No they don’t.  I look awful with them.”

“Who told you that?”

“No one but I hate them.”

“Hold on.”  The Doctor said as he ran off.  He then came back with a pair of glasses and put them on.  “Does this make you feel better?”

“But you look good in glasses in the cute nerd kind of way.”  

“And you don’t think you’re cute?”  

“No I’m far from cute.”

“Well, I’ve always thought you were cute, but these glasses make you even cuter, which I didn’t think was possible.”  


“No, Y/N I will tell you everyday if I have to.  I’ll even wear my glasses everyday if you want me to.”

“You’re the best.”  I said giving him a hug.

“No you’re the best.”  He said.  


Happy Birthday, Daphne Ashbrook and thank you for being awesome. Thank you for selling Grace even when the writing wasn’t that great (the “he’s British!” line still gets me just cause the delivery is great). Thank you for staying so involved with DW. Happiest wishes to you.

DanaiGurira: Last one! 12 Things I must give thanks for as I say goodbye to 2016:
10. My wonderful alma mater Macalester College for giving me an honorary doctorate. Honestly, I didn’t realize it was a thing till I saw my parents’ reaction. I’m getting used to my Mom calling me Doc D!
11. And in that vein, my parents, who are some of the most lovable, smart, caring, hard working, supportive people I could ever come to know. I am thankful to have been reared by them. You made me give a darn and for that I am thankful.
12. My community, my ‘village’; so many close and true friends, confidants, mentors both spiritual and professional and family, who saw me through this year with support and celebration, encouraging me and reminding me of the blessing as I advanced through arguably the most demanding year of my life. I only hope and pray I am close to being that quality of person in your lives.
Happy New Year everyone!!

Who wants to help me with a crafting project?

A friend of mine lost everything she owned in a fire earlier this year. Her home is being repaired, she hopes to be back in by Christmas, but she told me recently that she doesn’t have any winter accessories: hats, scarves, mittens or gloves. She is an absolute doll who spends much of her spare time working with Costumers With a Cause and the Relay for Life, and if some crafty people would be willing to help me bring her a little warmth, I would greatly appreciate it.

She loves the Avengers and Doctor Who, so anything related to those would be amazing. If you think you can help out, or have any questions, shoot me a message. I’ll probably have everything sent to me, then I’ll get them to her.

Thank you!

sproelium  asked:

Hello, hope you're ok. So I've working a lot with the elements, and I wanted to know how can we know which element we belong to the most? Plus, I need energy and motivation. I am manico-depressive. And during my downs moment, I just need some strength and bravery to stay out of my bed until it's bed time. Will you help me please? Thanks. 🕊

Hello. Thanks for writing to me! I myself have struggled with mental illness, so I might have an idea of difficult it can be, particularly the downswings! I’m not in your head, though, and I do realize that it’s a very individual thing, and your experience may be different than mine. In any case, I hope you’ve found people, including professionals, willing to help you through this. It can be extraordinarily difficult to get actual treatment for these things sometimes, because there’s so much stigma and also just a lack of people who understand.

I’m not a doctor, so I can’t give medical advice. As someone who is both a witch and a survivor of mental illness, though, I will say that magic can be a helpful coping mechanism when combined with normal treatment, and the elements are great topic to focus on in magical practice. I’ve come to find that magick gives my life an extra layer of structure and stability and a sense of connection, which is helpful for some people. 

You mention a desire for strength and bravery. I’d wager you’re pretty brave already to be studying magick to begin with, but I realize it’s difficult to feel your own bravery sometimes. Now, many magicians and witches would probably tell you that if you’re interested in bravery and strength, you should work with fire exclusively, but I disagree. In my view, all the elements have qualities of strength and bravery. It’s a different kind of bravery with each, though, and a different kind of strength. 

Anyways, in my view, nobody is going to be entirely governed by one element or belong to just one. Nevertheless, concepts like personal elements exist for a reason, and at any given time, you can probably feel the forces of the all the elements at work within you. Yes, it is quite common for a person to have an elemental type (though it may change at various points in their life).  I would argue that there’s probably two elemental characteristics a person might try to discover about themselves at certain times - the element they currently inhabit, and the one they wish to move into or bring into their life more often.

Some believe a person’s astrological sun sign is a clue to their dominant element - for example, they might see someone born a Virgo as predisposed to Earth traits because Virgo is an Earth sign. Others take it further and will examine a person’s entire natal chart and the way the planets, etc. interact within it for signs of an element dominating. This approach has never really resonated with me, personally but it can be a good starting point for some folks.

The best method for determining your own elemental affinity is, in my opinion, simple self-examination and introspection. This can take many forms, but should probably begin just by studying all the elements and their relationship to the structure of the universe. I don’t recommend focusing on one in particular to start with,  but instead just reading, researching, and (perhaps most importantly) working with all of them as much as possible. The idea is to get a feel for the forces they embody and how they interact with your psyche right now, both as concepts and as actual physical matter. 

By “as concepts,” I mean developing connections not (just) with the physical things representing each element, but with the plethora of mental associations that exist for each, as well. This means that, to connect with (for example), water, I would recommend not simply interacting with water or ritual tools but doing research into the nature of emotion, which is strongly associated with water in the Western Magical Tradition. Similarly, connecting with air would involve more than burning incense (though doing that can be awesome, as well) - air is associated with intellect and swiftness, so exploring your intellectual side is helpful in understanding it.

This is not as well-known as it used to be, but some ancient peoples thought of the elements themselves as combinations of fundamental universal principles. In the image above, I discuss this. They tended to see each element as active or passive as well as categorizing them into mutable and fixed. 

I struggle a bit with certain elements (earth, mostly) and it does help sometimes to think of things this way. In terms of finding your element, you might ask yourself if you’re more active or passive. You might then explore whether you’re prone to change (mutable) or more consistent (fixed). You could then look into the elements associated with those categories in turn.

One thing that I found helpful over the years - scrying the elements. Most people think of scrying as fortunetelling, but the same technique can be used to explore a concept like an element.  As I described in the image above, I do believe each element as a medium has advantages in terms of particular scrying topics, but it is equally possible to just scry on the subject of the element’s place in your own life. I would recommend doing this with the element itself as a medium, if possible, but I realize not everyone can do that.

One technique for doing this would be to frame each scrying session as spirit communication and call on the spirits traditionally believed to rule over each element. You may have heard of entities called undines, sylphs, gnomes and salamanders - though they sound a bit fanciful, those are just terms for any spirit borne of a particular element. Undines are water-creatures, gnomes are associated with earth, sylphs are airy, and salamanders are fiery. All are often called “elementals.”

I’ve personally sought the four elemental kings, who are said to supervise these creatures, but there are other entities traditionally associated with each element, as well. I recommend this site for more information about them, but Wikipedia actually has a good overview, too. If you’re not much for scrying to communicate with specific spirits, you might try (as I said) just asking to receive knowledge regarding how a particular element is manifesting in your current life.

One thing worth remembering: even in the system of the ancients, the elements were far from the whole story in terms of how they described reality. In the diagram below, which resembles on seen in Robert Allen Bartlett’s book, Real Alchemy (credit where credit is due!), you can see how alchemists in particular developed the notion of elements in combination creating three essential forces: mercury, salt, and sulphur. These are concepts, not actual physical chemicals, though. You may actually find that one of these describes you better, thus implying you’d have dual elemental association at this point in time. I’ve met people who identified, for example, with mercury more than anything else.

I realize that if you’re experiencing anything like downswings (I’ve had ‘em before), this whole process can be difficult, though, but I don’t think it’s something to stress over. It might be helpful to just enjoy the elements in and of themselves for a while, if you can. I know that when I was depressed, I’d do things like burn candles, incense, or making tea, all exercises that could be magical if you see them right, but I didn’t force myself to think too much about deeper aspects of it again until I started getting better. No one knows you better than you, though, so I’d suggest experimenting to figure out what helps you feel better when these things happen. For me, it was just simple exercises that I didn’t put much thought into until later, but you’re a completely different person and might respond better to something else. I really wish you the best and hope things get better for you. 

Please read this if you have BPD

Hello everyone!  My name is Liv and I have borderline personality disorder.  For my final project in my Narratives of Disorder class, I want one of the parts of my research on BPD to be the candid voices of anonymous people.  

So I would really appreciate it if you all would kindly reblog this with what living with BPD looks like for you, or put it in an ask or submission (I will not publish any of them unless you want me to.  Anonymous submissions also welcome).

Please circulate this so I can get as many responses as possible.  I don’t want the project to be the stale opinions of (often neurotypical) doctors, I want to show what it really means to be borderline by the people who experience it.  

Thanks a bunch!

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X-files (which my parents let me watch from age 7. WTF parents! 😂)
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The Little Paris Bookshop- Nina George
The Race for Timbuktu- Frank Kryza
Next on my reading list are ‘Glenrowan’ by Ian Shaw and 'My Italian Bulldozer’ by Alexander McCall Smith

anonymous asked:

Hi! I've been feeling kinda down lately and i was wondering if you could write something about Hanzo, McCree, Soldier76 and Reaper having a s/o who has scoliosis and is feeling very insecure about it? I really like your writing and i just feel like i need something to cheer me up a bit. Thank you ♡


  • He’s with you
    • Whenever you need to go to the doctor or run tests he sits next to you
      • Holding your hand
  • If you get any back pain
    • He’ll give you a massage
  • When you feel down about how you look
    • He tries his best to reassure you
    • He loves you
      • Your back had nothing to do with that


  • He’s there whenever you need him
    • If it’s just to talk or a back massage he’s a helping hand
  • He asks you questions about scoliosis
    • He just wants to help you
    • If you’re uncomfortable answering them he drops it
  • If you feel conscious about your back brace
    • He’ll just pull you close
    • “Listen, darlin’. It don’t matter to me. I love you regardless of your back do don’t mind anyone else. They’re all idiots if they can’t see how beautiful you are.”

Soldier 76

  • He doesn’t even notice the back brace
    • He’s a little unaware of stuff like that
    • You’d actually need to point it out
    • He’d just give an oh
  • It takes him a little while to realize that it makes you self-conscious
    • When he realizes he goes all out
    • Dinner
      • The two of you dressed nicely
    • He’ll hold you close after and just sway slightly
  • He’ll remind you he loves you
    • I mean he’s a bit dumb and didn’t even notice
    • But he loved you regardless of that


  • Also wears a back brace
    • except his is all spiffed out to be creepy
  • Constnatly flickering between life and death does horrible things to your spine
    • So he relates
  • If your self conscious about your back brace
    • He’ll get you one like his
    • Being more decorative but still functional
  • If that still doesn’t work
    • He’ll ask if you love him any less for his
    • When you shake your head he’ll just tell you that it’s the same for him.

I understand why people wouldn’t to take medication for mental illnesses. I understand it and I believe everyone who is able to, deserves to decide if they are going to take medication for the mental well-being. I understand those who prefer natural remedies. I get it, I support it, you do what works for you. 

But I’m sure as hell thankful for my medication. There wasn’t an event which sparked the depression. I didn’t get this way because something terrible happened to me. I was always a withdrawn, quiet, anxious child. My doctor noticed when I was young. My mum realised I was quite like my dad (he has mental illness too). Sure, things make it worse and things make it a bit better. But most of the time, this is it, this is me. And medication has made it easier to handle who I am. There’s more consistency in the way I feel and the way I respond to things and so although I cannot control life, I have a better handle on how I address life. 

So you gotta do what’s right for you. Find what works and keep with it. If you’ve not found what works yet then keep going. 

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