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tseng "assigned service top at birth" ff7r (q♦) ([personal profile] nonvoting) wrote2024-03-03 07:59 am

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limbical: welp it was time for a new song (i still hear your voice)

[personal profile] limbical 2024-05-19 05:35 am (UTC)(link)
The clinic was busy, but it was almost nice to be in a familiar environment. Until I remembered the cure for "plants in the lungs" was fucking someone, anyway. Not a service I decided to hand over this time, at least not so frivolously.

For the record, I'm glad you're unharmed.
limbical: (but with a square in the act)

[personal profile] limbical 2024-05-19 05:49 am (UTC)(link)
Cute.

[Daan knows what those are now! But it does make him genuinely smile when Tseng sends him that smiley face.]

I'll be the first to admit that I struggle to ignore people in need, but frankly this wasn't something urgently needed from me. Besides, the medication helped with the symptoms, which I was fine with administering.
limbical: (when you sleep next to me)

[personal profile] limbical 2024-05-19 06:13 am (UTC)(link)
Depends on who's suffering, which is probably not what you want to hear from a doctor.

Not that I mind giving you a cure personally, I'll also hope you stay in good health, Tseng.
limbical: (makes you wish you weren't born)

[personal profile] limbical 2024-05-19 07:39 am (UTC)(link)
Well, that's reassuring. I like to think I'm fairly pragmatic about my patients.

True. I suppose there's also nothing stopping us from playing "doctor", but I realize that the idea isn't that attractive to some people.
limbical: (try to face)

[personal profile] limbical 2024-05-20 06:13 am (UTC)(link)
That's fair. And honestly, I would prefer to not have some kind of pretext about it anyway. To just do things as we choose. So, maybe we can decide how we'd like it to go when you're next free?
limbical: (my song becomes unreal?)

[personal profile] limbical 2024-05-21 07:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[About an hour passes on by.

Eventually, Tseng gets a photo. It is distinctly Daan's thighs-- that pale skin that only a sad Victorian man could possibly have, after all -- but he's wearing lace trimmed black stockings hooked into a garter.

Then followed by:]


:)
limbical: (you'll call me insincere?)

[personal profile] limbical 2024-05-22 05:37 am (UTC)(link)
Oh? What would that be?
limbical: (in my dreams)

[personal profile] limbical 2024-05-22 06:01 am (UTC)(link)
I think I'd like for you to do that, too.

Come and keep me company, then?
limbical: (try to face)

[personal profile] limbical 2024-05-26 07:44 am (UTC)(link)
My room.

I'd come up to meet you, but I'd hate to be slowed down by other people on the way.