Look, as much of a diva as Carlotta was, “These things do happen” is not an appropriate response to hearing that the ghost-dude that lives in your basement is acting up yet again and she deserves credit for recognizing that.
Author:sp-oops Pairing: Dean x Female Reader (established) Rating: E Word Count: 5K Warnings: Pegging (of Dean, and therefore anal sex with a strap-on), butt plugs, anal fingering, vaginal fingering, references to Dean’s panty kink. Summary: (Set during the middle of Season 12.) Tonight, you and Dean have the bunker to yourselves. And Dean wants to try something new.
It’s Thursday, which means Sam’s heading to Lebanon’s only dive bar for trivia because he’s got a team now. Dean thinks he’s “nailing that server with those big blue eyes,” and while you can’t verify this, it’s impossible to miss the hickeys Sam tries to hide Friday mornings.
“Come on,” says Sam now, planting his hands on the kitchen table between you and Dean. And beside the half-decimated pizza box. “You guys should go. Winners get gift cards.”
“Doesn’t matter,” you point out. “Donnie always gives Dean free apps.”
“Hey.” Dean spreads his hands. “You’d be grateful if somebody cleaned a ghost out of your bar’s basement, too.”
“I’d take care of it myself.” You toss your greasy pizza napkin at him.
He ducks, eyes flashing with delight. “Yeah, you would.”
“So you’re not going,” Sam says, with a look that suggests he’d rather be anywhere but listening to the two of you flirt.
“Nahhh.” Dean flips the pizza box closed. “Rather start that new Mystery Science Theater. ‘Sides, we still got most of a pie in the fridge. Wanna put a dent in that.”
Sam looks at you then, brows up.
You’re about to say sure when Dean catches your eye. His own are a little wide, imploring. Whoa, okay. So he wants you to stay.
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I just had my first full shift last night as a caregiver and hoo boy was it tough. One of the residents is… hard to deal with. This person likes to touch people, invade their personal space, and tickle them(not in a funny way, it’s uncomfortable). They push as well. I thought overnight would be easy since they’re all sleeping for the most part but this one resident got up at 4:30 am and pretended to be in pain, pretended to poop their pants, kept touching me, swearing at me, and kept asking for things then changing their mind about it.
They also locked me in a room with them and tried to keep me from leaving.
They got worse when the next coworker came in to relieve me(I’m alone during my shift, except for half of tonight a trainer was with me). They kept yelling over the coworker trying to teach me a few things before I left so I ended up leaving almost a half hour later than I was supposed to and don’t understand what I was being taught. It’s clear that at least two of the residents aren’t a fan of this person because they wake them up a LOT. I just hope it gets easier once they get to know me and that no fights happen during my shifts(apparently the one instigates them often with one of the other residents).
I’ll try not to sound like I’m complaining too much about the residents since I know they are special needs, nor will I reveal their diagnosis or names. There’s venting and there’s just being mean so I’ll try to keep from doing that. I know a few people asked about our experiences(Mandie, Rodney, and I) so here’s my first one. I’ll be full time there from now on, so no more cleaning at the clinic since my bosses need me more as a caregiver than at the clinic(same company I was working for before fyi).
On a side note I found out that there is one house that is harder to work during the night shift. It’s fucking haunted and I am so nope about that. The ghost says your name, the basement is creepy, and people have heard “GET OUT” often. Hell to the fuck no. -Abby
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Last night, I went to see a big lineup of bands at the Heirloom Arts Theatre, including Suns, Martin Luther King, Three Wheeled Fonk Circis, Ghost in Your Basement, Montpelier, Statelines, and Fragments.
It was hard to keep track of who’s who because of the number, but every single group was excellent. They all brought intimacy and raw, punk energy to the show, which made it an evening without a single, bad moment.
Statelines is so fucking catchy, I can barely stand it. The first few taps of the drum make you want to move until the very, very end of each song.
Ghost in Your Basement stood out especially, because although they shared a lot of things with the other bands–twinkly guitars, hopped-up drums, and yelled vocals–they experimented a lot more with dynamics. Their set encompassed a wide range of tones, rhythms, volumes, and influences. Punk wasn’t their only predecessor; in their songs, you could hear surf music, prog, nineties-era indie, and early-sixties rock and pop. They were so engaging the entire time. I wish I could make it to their show in Litchfield, tonight, but all those who can totally should.
Aries: the fun friend who takes you adventures
Taurus: the friend who will always be there for you, generally in the background
Gemini: the super talkative tells-you-all-their-secrets-after-two-minutes friend
Cancer: the friend that understands when you need to be bitchy or emotional
Leo: the popular friend that everyone is in awe of and can’t believe you’re friends with
Virgo: the over-protective let-me-meet-that-boy-and-make-sure-he-doesn’t-hurt-you friend
Libra: the friend you call to rave about your crush and to compare aesthetics
Scorpio: the one you call when you gotta kill someone and hide the body or need to talk about your day (and everything in between)
Sagittarius: the friendly friend that just invites you over to talk and makes you feel included
Capricorn: the funny sarcastic friend you can have a good time with (but not TOO good of a time if you get what I mean)
Aquarius: that weird but awesome friend who you should start a band with
Pisces: the friend who accepts your ghost stories and volunteers to summon demons in your basement with you