mother and soon

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Proof to back up my previous “Best Dialogue In FFXV” Post

oh god oh god oh god i’m not ready for the last episode tomorrow :’(((

You Are Not My Mother Part 2

Part 1
Warnings: Angst, Mentions of past torture
Summary: Sam and Dean’s younger sister caught Mary working with the BMoL and left to protect the Colt and her family. How will the Winchesters and Cas react when they see that she’s gone?
Word Count: 1946 (It’s a little longer than the first part)
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     Cas walked to the library after stopping in front of Y/N’s door. She asked to be left alone so Cas respected that. He saw Sam and Dean sitting at one of the tables with drinks in their hands.
“Hey, Cas.” Dean called. “Where’s Y/N?”
“Her room.” He answered. “She said she wanted to be left alone.”
Sam looked at the angel. “Did something happen on the way back?”
“No.” Castiel lied. “She said she was tired.”
“I guess we’ll see her in the morning.” Dean said.
     Moments later Mary walked in and sat down next to Dean.
She looked around. “Where’s Y/N?”
“She went to bed.” Sam informed her. “Cas said she was tired.”
“Oh.” Mary whispered. “I was going to talk to her.”
“You’ll have to wait until morning.” Sam laughed.
“She sleeps like a rock.” Dean added.
     About an hour later they went their separate ways and headed to bed.
      The next morning Dean walked down to his sister’s room to get her up for breakfast. He knocked on the door and didn’t hear a response. He opened the door and walked in to see her bed empty. He looked around and noticed the dresser drawers were mostly empty and her weapons bag was missing from the closet. He was about to yell for Sam when he saw folded pieces of paper resting on the pillow. There was one for him, Sam, Cas, and Mary. He grabbed his letter and eased onto the edge of the bed.

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Random Jun Fact #2

Jun and his younger brother (Yangyang/Fengjun) are half-brothers. Jun’s parents divorced when he was still very young, and his mother soon remarried.

This new father then had another son, Fengjun. Jun treasures his brother a lot and practically spoils him rotten. He describes his younger brother as “a precious existence”.

My grandfather always served an extra plate

by reddit user shiloh667

My grandfather died two weeks ago. After the funeral, my family sat around my grandmother’s living room, talking about the nice memories we had with him. All of us grandchildren mentioned how he always spoke in different voices when reading, even if it was just the newspaper. We spoke of the stories he used to tell us about his childhood.

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“Are they ever coming back?” Bran asked him.

“Yes,” Robb said with such hope in his voice that Bran knew he was hearing his brother and not just Robb the Lord. “Mother will be home soon. Maybe we can ride out to meet her when she comes. Wouldn’t that surprise her, to see you ahorse?” Even in the dark room, Bran could feel his brother’s smile. “And afterward, we’ll ride north to see the Wall. We won’t even tell Jon we’re coming, we’ll just be there one day, you and me. It will be an adventure.”

“An adventure,” Bran repeated wistfully. He heard his brother sob. The room was so dark he could not see the tears on Robb’s face, so he reached out and found his hand. Their fingers twined together.

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protect Kino at all cost

There’s no such thing as too many orchids.

My bathroom smells wonderful, and I’m going to miss the scent in a couple of weeks once the dendrobium and cattleya drop their blooms.  The miltoniopses are in spike though, so come the end of April, my bathroom will be beautifully scented once again.

(Dendrobium on the right with a miltoniopsis, phal, oncidium, and cattleya on the cart, masdevallias, paph, and angraecum under the window, and a bunch of milts and oncidiums chilling in the bathtub.)

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“Are they ever coming back?” Bran asked him.  
“Yes,” Robb said with such hope in his voice that Bran knew he was hearing his brother and not just Robb the Lord. “Mother will be home soon. Maybe we can ride out to meet her when she comes. Wouldn’t that surprise her, to see you ahorse?” Even in the dark room, Bran could feel his brother’s smile. “And afterward, we’ll ride north to see the Wall. We won’t even tell Jon we’re coming, we’ll just be there one day, you and me. It will be an adventure.
“An adventure,” Bran repeated wistfully. He heard his brother sob. The room was so dark he could not see the tears on Robb’s face, so he reached out and found his hand. Their fingers twined together.

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Joshua Phillips was convicted in July 1999 of murdering his 8-year-old neighbor, Maddie Clifton in November 1998, when he was only 14 years old.  After he accidentally hit her with a baseball while they were playing, Joshua repeatedly hit her with a baseball bat and stabbed her with a knife until she was dead because he was afraid of getting in trouble. He then stuffed her under his waterbed. His mother soon discovered her body and reported it to police. Joshua was sentenced to life without parole. 

I’m beginning to really despise my patient’s family members

Dear son of my patient,

Congratulations. I know that you’ve been at your mother’s bedside at Bumfuck Community Hospital for the past week prior to her transfer here to our humble hospital. It’s a real help having you at bedside because you’re so goddamn knowledgeable about everything.

Really, thank you for fixing my IV pumps when I’ve specifically asked you not to. 

No no, thank YOU for letting know constantly about your mothers normal AF vital signs.

 I mean, here I am just a lowly, slightly experienced, ICU nurse at a one of the top hospitals in the state and metropolitan area taking orders from silly doctors who only have been in school since pre-K and have graduated from worthless institutions like University of Chicago, Brown, WashU, and Yale.

Sorry I wasn’t able to fetch your mother’s hot tea as soon as she asked for it, I was busy trying to keep my other patient’s life support going so that she may actually live the next 24 hours and get a liver transplant. Gosh was she needy.

And sorry I made your mother turn with the assistance of another nurse so that I could get her cleaned up after she shit all over herself and her hundred skin folds. I really should have just let her sat in it, right?


Where in the hell do you people get off? Seriously?!? I get concern for your family members. I appreciate questions or concerns that you have and am more than willing to address them as they come up. But please, PLEASE do not treat me like I’m some stupid fuck who fell off the turnip truck. I’m at the very least halfway decent at what I do, and on the unit where I work, that’s 5 steps above almost everyone else in the world. We nurses are not stupid. Sorry I don’t know every test, med, and procedure performed on your loved one at an outside hospital 15 years ago. I’m looking out for what’s going on in the here and now. That’s my priority. I don’t tell you how to do your job, whatever that may be, so I’d greatly appreciate it if you’d kindly not tell me how to do mine.

God I cannot wait to go back onto night shift. Intubated/sedated patients with no family need apply.