𝔻r. ℂhristine ℙalmer
@surge0npalmer.bsky.social
Surgeon at Metro-General Hospital and former colleague to Doctor Strange.
( penned by #𝓔ternal )
( penned by #𝓔ternal )
Her voice was even when she ordered “Large black coffee, to stay.” though her pulse quickened.
She told herself she wouldn’t look his way.
She told herself she wouldn’t care.
She told herself she wouldn’t look his way.
She told herself she wouldn’t care.
October 17, 2025 at 4:25 AM
Her voice was even when she ordered “Large black coffee, to stay.” though her pulse quickened.
She told herself she wouldn’t look his way.
She told herself she wouldn’t care.
She told herself she wouldn’t look his way.
She told herself she wouldn’t care.
a heartbeat, she considered leaving, pretending she hadn’t seen him. After everything, after the words they’d thrown like scalpels, sharp and final, she had promised herself she was done.
But she didn’t move.
Instead, she drew in a quiet breath, squared her shoulders, and approached the counter. +
But she didn’t move.
Instead, she drew in a quiet breath, squared her shoulders, and approached the counter. +
October 17, 2025 at 4:24 AM
a heartbeat, she considered leaving, pretending she hadn’t seen him. After everything, after the words they’d thrown like scalpels, sharp and final, she had promised herself she was done.
But she didn’t move.
Instead, she drew in a quiet breath, squared her shoulders, and approached the counter. +
But she didn’t move.
Instead, she drew in a quiet breath, squared her shoulders, and approached the counter. +
stepped inside,brushing a few droplets from her coat. The warmth and smell of roasted beans tugged at something in her chest nostalgia, maybe. The place hadn’t changed much. Neither had the silhouette by the window.
A scarf. A familiar profile. That same stillness.
Her steps faltered. For +
A scarf. A familiar profile. That same stillness.
Her steps faltered. For +
October 17, 2025 at 4:23 AM
stepped inside,brushing a few droplets from her coat. The warmth and smell of roasted beans tugged at something in her chest nostalgia, maybe. The place hadn’t changed much. Neither had the silhouette by the window.
A scarf. A familiar profile. That same stillness.
Her steps faltered. For +
A scarf. A familiar profile. That same stillness.
Her steps faltered. For +
coat.
She could have gone home. Should have. But the thought of that too-quiet apartment, the half-unpacked boxes, the silence she’d chosen, made her turn down familiar streets she’d once walked beside him.
Coffee. That’s all it was. Just coffee.
The bell above the door chimed as she +
She could have gone home. Should have. But the thought of that too-quiet apartment, the half-unpacked boxes, the silence she’d chosen, made her turn down familiar streets she’d once walked beside him.
Coffee. That’s all it was. Just coffee.
The bell above the door chimed as she +
October 17, 2025 at 4:22 AM
coat.
She could have gone home. Should have. But the thought of that too-quiet apartment, the half-unpacked boxes, the silence she’d chosen, made her turn down familiar streets she’d once walked beside him.
Coffee. That’s all it was. Just coffee.
The bell above the door chimed as she +
She could have gone home. Should have. But the thought of that too-quiet apartment, the half-unpacked boxes, the silence she’d chosen, made her turn down familiar streets she’d once walked beside him.
Coffee. That’s all it was. Just coffee.
The bell above the door chimed as she +
Her day had stretched long, a double shift at Metro-General that began before sunrise and bled well past the end of her patience. Emergencies piled up, residents fumbled, and the steady hum of fluorescent lights gnawed at her focus. She’d left still half in her work clothes, scrubs beneath a light +
October 17, 2025 at 4:20 AM
Her day had stretched long, a double shift at Metro-General that began before sunrise and bled well past the end of her patience. Emergencies piled up, residents fumbled, and the steady hum of fluorescent lights gnawed at her focus. She’d left still half in her work clothes, scrubs beneath a light +
𝓦andaᥫ᭡
Had to leave school early because the pain was insufferable! 😭 Got that test done though.
Had to leave school early because the pain was insufferable! 😭 Got that test done though.
October 15, 2025 at 5:31 PM
𝓦andaᥫ᭡
Had to leave school early because the pain was insufferable! 😭 Got that test done though.
Had to leave school early because the pain was insufferable! 😭 Got that test done though.
𝓦andaᥫ᭡
Please! DM when you're free so we can discuss it further. Looking forward to it. 👀
Please! DM when you're free so we can discuss it further. Looking forward to it. 👀
October 15, 2025 at 5:18 PM
𝓦andaᥫ᭡
Please! DM when you're free so we can discuss it further. Looking forward to it. 👀
Please! DM when you're free so we can discuss it further. Looking forward to it. 👀
And he regrets it in every universe. 😔
October 15, 2025 at 6:15 AM
And he regrets it in every universe. 😔
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• I'm not comfortable with writing smut.
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October 14, 2025 at 8:10 PM
• I'm a university student studying English literature so patience is very much appreciated.
• I'm 25 years old and my pronouns are she/her.
• I'm not comfortable with writing smut.
• DMs are always open for plotting and OOC talking.
• I'm 25 years old and my pronouns are she/her.
• I'm not comfortable with writing smut.
• DMs are always open for plotting and OOC talking.