- very shy
- as in, does not dare talk to you or come within a metre of you
- but then you start to notice the small glances he gives you every now and then during lunch in the school cafeteria
- then you decide to start glancing back at him
- and at one point it almost seems like the both of you are having a staring contest…
- anyway, moving past that weird phase, woojin’s friends have had enough of him doting over you
- they decide to set you guys up!!!
- unexpectedly its not awkward at all, you both instantly click finding out you actually have a lot in common
- and what a shock, your both into dance!
- anyway you guys become really good friends and you realise woojin seems to have a habit of drifting off subject…
- “y/n you’re actually kinda cute, you sort of remind me of this cartoon character I’ve forgotten its name… I’m waffling on right?” he blurts this out in the middle of lunch break
- “sort of… But its ok, I actually really enjoy when you do that you look cute when you’re like that.”
- so yeah… That was sort of both of your unofficial confession? But it left you both confused as hell
- after a week or so of awkwardness, woojin decides to take action and drags you all the way to the empty nurses office and coNFESSES sort of…
- “y/n, I just feel that you should know- I mean, maybe you’ve already known, I don’t know but-”
- “park woojin, I feel like if you continue like this we’ll be late for class so let’s make it quick. I like you.”
- “I also really like you y/n…”
- loaDS OF BLUSHING
- and yes, your first kiss was in a nurses office…
- awkward and cute, like woojin but over time you both become more confident
- enjoys playing with your hair during make out sessions!
- a lot of cute picnic dates during the warm weather, in which you both debate what type of kimbap to bring
_ “it’s seriously a sin not to bring tuna kimbap to a picnic”
- woojin seems dead serious, and you on the other hand cannot contain your laugh and so you decide why not have both
- intertwining his fingers with yours is something he does often and he doesn’t really care if your hands are sweaty
- you forget how tall he is in comparison to you, so when you suggest taking a picture it becomes more apparent…
- lmao only the top part of your head appeared in his selfie and that wAS you on your toes
- your shy with skinship in public at first but you both steadily become confident
- he enjoys wrapping his arms around your waist and kissing your neck when there is no one looking
- “you guys are gross”
- that was something daehwi said often whenever he’d spot you guys hugging or just in general being near each other
- “you’re just salty because you haven’t found someone to love yet” a series of laughter followed at woojins remark
- all jokes aside, that was the first time woojin associated you with the word love
- and there would soon be more to come
- in the middle of a commercial break he all of a sudden turns to you
- “I want to tell you something so just ignore the chicken advert… I didn’t plan to say it like this but I just couldn’t help it- I love you.”
- intense staring!!!
- “park woojin, I love you too.”
- and let me just say his smile and hIS TOOTH, soon enough he has you wrapped around his arms
- so yes, you both said ‘I love you’ with a chicken advert playing in the background…
- woojin being happy makes you happy, and he feels the same about you
- but a relationship also comes with downs
- he trusts you enough not to get too jealous but today just didn’t seem to be a great day
- it was a party and you were both looking hot, woojin in all black and you in a tight dress
- “did you see the way he was looking at you- he even asked for your number and you’re wondering why I’m annoyed”
- “so you don’t trust me? You seriously think I would give him my number, how little faith do you have in me- in our relationship?”
- a lot of hurtful remarks, screaming and crying from both you and woojin
- by 1am your both exhausted from arguing and the neighbours sure as hell are
- “I’m sorry i made you cry, and I’m sorry about how I’ve acted. I trust you, y/n, it’s just that I’m a dick sometimes and-”
- you cut him off with a kiss
- “I probably shouldn’t have cut you off but I don’t want to hear you talk negatively about yourself, I love you and you should realise that i only want you…”
- you start to fall asleep in his arms until you are awoken by the sound of his voice, deep and hardly hearable, woojin was going on about cats and advantages and disadvantages of having them as a pet
- week later he buys a cat from the shelter named and you both decide on naming her sunny
- “yah, y/n! Is it me or sunny?”
- “hehehehehehehe, my first choice will always be sunny”
- woojin then proceeds to tickle you until you change your choice to him, sunny on the other hand only looks on in disgust at the pair…
do you have any hospital hc for the amis? specifically enjoltaire? Thanks <3
So les Amis are pretty notorious in the local Parisian hospitals, right? And it’s not just due to the fact that Joly and Combeferre are interns there
They’re sort of always popping around. Bahorel needs stitches, Bossuet came to see his boyfriend (and needs stitches), Courfeyrac brings Combeferre lunch, there was a protest and they pretty much need collective stitches…
(So many stitches) (Soon the nurses will make them pay the thread by the meter)
Enjolras never goes unnoticed. He’s the kind of person who will ignore his own head injury to check on a cut on Jehan’s little finger
Grantaire… doesn’t go unnoticed either. The nurses hate him because he keeps riling the red one up, and they can’t keep the red one still. He’s also pretty pessimistic, while the nurses like to look on the bright side, it helps and speeds recovery.
One time, Enjolras and Grantaire showed up, both injured. So the nurses, now used to their bickering, thought it better to keep them apart.
Except they COULDNT. Enjolras kept craning his neck while a nurse was trying to clean the blood on his eyebrow, and Grantaire kept squirming and babbling nonsense, slurring Enjolras’ name.
Once he was done, Enjolras sat by Grantaire’s side and tentatively held his hand, for comfort.
“I thought you two hated each other,” one of the nurses confessed, once Grantaire had fallen asleep. Enjolras was still holding his hand.
“He’s a pain in the ass. And a jerk. And a loud-mouthed bother sometimes. But I don’t hate him.”
If Enjolras was honest with himself, he’d say he was pretty scared for Grantaire. Terrified. But he’d already said too much.
A/N: In case you can’t tell by the word count, I got really into this imagine and was really anticipating it and I am really proud of this writing. That said, while I want people to read it, I do not want anyone that could be triggered by reading about drugs, suicidal thoughts or feelings of hopelessness to read about this. Take care of yourselves and if you do choose to read it, I hope you love it! (Also, a quick PS, I ended this so that if people want a part 2, I can definitely write one)
Word Count: 1565
Warnings: Suicide mention, death mention, drugs mention, hallucination mention
Charles Cullen - Most prolific serial killer in American history?
Charles Cullen is the most prolific serial killer in New
Jersey history and suspected to be the most prolific serial killer in American
History. A former nurse, he confessed to killing 40 patients during his 16 year
long career. However in interviews with police, psychiatrists and journalists
it became clear that he had in fact killed more. Experts have estimated that
Cullen may be responsible for as many as 400 deaths.
Born in 1960, he first attempted suicide at age 9 by
drinking the chemicals from a chemistry set he had received as a present. This
would be the first of many attempts during his life. Cullen was extremely close to his mother, she died in a car
accident in 1977. This prompted Cullen to drop out of school and join the Navy.
This is where he began to show signs of mental instability. He eventually
received a medical discharge in 1984. That month he enrolled at the
Mountainside Hospital School of Nursing.
Cullen continuously moved around, working at several
different hospitals. His first confessed murders occurred in 1988. On June 11
he administered a lethal overdose of an intravenous medication. Another patient
was given an overdose of insulin. A internal investigation began and Cullen
left. A month later he was working
at Warren Hospital and murdered 3 women by giving them overdoses of the heart
medication digoxin. This medication soon became his drug of choice as well as
epinephrine and insulin.
After several jobs at different hospitals Cullen began
working for Somerset Medical Care in 2002. On June 18, 2003 he attempted to murder Philip Gregor who
survived. After this staff at the hospital were beginning to be suspicious of
Cullens actions. The hospitals computer systems showed that he was accessing
records of patients he wasn’t assigned to and the hospitals computerized drug
dispensing cabinets showed that he was requesting medication his patients had
not been prescribed. In July 2003 the executive director of the New Jersey
Poison Information and Education System warned the hospital that it was possible
an employee was killing patients.
When a patient died of low blood sugar in October 2003 an
investigation into Cullen’s employment history showed past suspicion about his involvements
with previous deaths.
On December 12, 2003 Cullen was arrested and charged with
one count of murder and one count of attempted murder. In April 2004 he plead
guilty to killing 13 patients and attempting to kill 2 others. As the months
went on he pleaded guilty to more murders.
Cullen is currently serving a sentence of life in prison
without the possibility of parole for over 100 years. In March 2006 he was sentenced
to 18 consecutive life sentences and is not eligible for parole until 2403.
Request: By @oaisara “can you write 57 with dean x reader (I’m a complete dean girl haha #helpme) with a lot of sarcasm and sass and stuff again?”
Prompt: 57. A tarot reading? Are you serious?
Characters: Dean x reader, Sam, Castiel, Crowley (mentioned), Abbadon (mentioned), Chuck (mentioned), Amara (mentioned)., Mary (mentioned), Leviathan!Sam and Leviathan!Dean (mentioned), John Winchester (minimal mention).
Word count: 5,330
A/N: I kind of based this in something that happened to my parents when they dated. By being a Dean girl, I got really inspired and well, it’s long and fluffy so I hope you like it! There’s also a lot of sass and sarcasm in there. ;)
Dean sighed, not really wanting to take the next step and knock the door.
believe we’re doing this.” Dean complained.
neither… But she’s the only one that can help us right now.” Sam reasoned.
we just get a Ouija board?” Dean grumbled.
ghosts hate us, now stop complaining and knock the door.” Dean shot a glare to
“Why do I
have to knock it?” He asked.
you’re the one getting the reading.” Sam stated obvious.
and took a step forward. He looked back at his brother who urged him to knock
and, before his knuckles could hit the wood, a woman opened the door.
She had bright,
orange hair - it was extremely frizzy. She had small black eyes and her face
was covered in crinkles. Her clothing was torn and not a single colour matched
Dean fake smiled.
are you?” She asked with a big grin on her face.
have we met?” Dean furrowed.
I’ve been waiting for you. Come inside.” The woman stepped aside for Dean to
enter. “You too Sam.”
choked on his spit. He cleared his throat and followed his brother inside. Both
brothers gripped tightly on their guns – just in case.
“No need to
be so paranoid boys. I’m not going to hurt you.” The woman giggled as she
entered a room without windows.
were painted in a dark colour, lit candles all over to lighten the place. A
round table was set in the middle on the room; it had three chairs. In the
centre of the table was a crystal ball reflecting the fire’s light. There was a
black counter in the back, it had a lot of artefacts Dean and Sam recognized as
usual wiccan tools, and some others that they hadn’t seen before.
urged them to join her at the table as she took a tarot deck.
brothers sat down and watched as she moved the crystal ball away to put the
cards on the table. She sat there as well and looked directly into Dean’s eyes.
“I know why
you’re here.” She spoke.
can you help us?” Dean asked.
not talking about your case.” The woman giggled, “Which by the way, it’s the
girl with the braids.” She commented, looking at Sam.
got it.” Sam thanked.
Dean began, not knowing what the witch was going to do.
“You want a
reading.” The witch spoke again.
really.” Dean shifted uncomfortably on his seat.
a question. You want a reading.” She insisted as she mixed the deck.
Dean mumbled. Sam gave his brother a bitch face but remained quiet.
placed the deck in front of Dean, asking him to place both hands on it as he
ask quietly.” The woman smiled, understanding Dean’s inability to open up or
breathed out as he mentally asked about his future. After wards, the woman
separated the deck in three, asking Dean to place his hands on them again but,
this time, she placed her hands against Dean’s and whispered something the
brothers couldn’t catch.
the cards back again and started forming the Celtic cross. Sam and Dean watched
carefully as the woman started reading.
“You live a
dangerous life, and you know it. You’re
full of guilt and pain, and keeping your feelings buried deep inside you isn’t
a good strategy.” She gave Dean a stern look.
“What a big
surprise!” Sam chuckled sarcastically. Dean and the witch gave him a death
glare before she continued.
everyone away, afraid that you’ll hurt them the same way your father hurt you.”
Dean swallowed loudly, “Anyone would think that you’ll remain on your own for
the rest of your life but…” She stood silent.
urged her to talk.
find a woman – a broken woman.” The
witch replied, “She’ll help you out of the burden you’ve grounded yourself in;
she’ll help you grow out of all your pain. She’s similar to you, yet she
completes every hole in your life, just as you complete hers.”
“Give us a
name; we’ll go get her tonight.” Sam joked once more, and this time, Dean
punched him in the stomach.
excuse him.” Dean muttered.
give you a name, because you’re not ready yet.” The witch informed.
What does that mean?” Dean asked, he had gotten anxious.
that, if you meet her now, things won’t work the same.” The witch explained.
will I meet her?” Dean furrowed.
“In a few
years.” Sam let out a groan.
will have to put up with you by myself for a few more years. Why, God?” Sam
joked again. Dean tried to drag him out of the room, but the witch insisted in
keeping him in.
have to guide you, for you will not recognize her at first.” The witch spoke
once the brothers had settled down.
“I’m sure I
can do it on my own.” Dean grunted.
honestly, you don’t even tell me when you’re sick and you expect me… Us to
believe that you’ll be brave enough to ask her out? Ha!” Sam sassed. Dean tried
to punch his brother again but the witch stopped them.
remember: a broken girl, yet beautiful and understanding. Maybe even motherly
to you, and oh so brave. No matter what you do, you’ll meet her one way or another.
You are destined to be together.” The woman recited.
the brothers said goodbye. She had refused to let them pay her, claiming that
she’d like them to finally yank the girl with the braids – which they did.
Dean kept every word the witch had said playing over and over again inside his
head. That until things got complicated again, making him forget about it.
later, Sam and Dean were out hunting a werewolf pack. They succeeded almost
completely, except that Dean got shot in many different areas and ended up in
the hospital on a shared room.
seen the other person, but he was certain that it was a girl. Dean had tried to
start a conversation with her the first day. The girl didn’t answer, and Dean
thought she was just some mean person until the nurse told him that she was
that as both a tragedy and a relief. He hadn’t seen her, of course, which gave
him a lot more confidence to sing out loud as the day went by.
Sam would spend his time with Dean, who was getting better day by day but not
enough to go back home. However, Sam still went out on hunts; leaving Dean
alone with the unconscious girl, who Sam hadn’t seen either.
the nurses decided to ignore Dean. Therefore, he couldn’t find another way to
kill time but by singing his whole repertoire. He knew he was out of tune, yet
he continued to sing at the top of his lungs.
“And be a
simpleeee kind of maaaaan.” Dean shouted, knowing that the nurses would
eventually give up and pay attention to him.
Something you love and understand…” A voice mumbled, making Dean fall into
voice stopped singing as well. Dean had recognized it as a girl’s voice, but he
had no idea whose voice was it.
Jackie?” He asked, remembering the youngest of the nurses who enjoyed pulling
pranks on him. “This isn’t funny.” A breathy giggle replied.
the nurse.” She spoke. Her voice was raspy and breathy, it sounded as if it
hadn’t been used in a long while.
are you?” Dean called.
Larkin, and you?” She replied. Dean recognized the name.
Marie.” He began, “Is your first name Joan?” The girl let out a chuckle.
got me.” She surrendered. Dean let out a giggle. “What’s your name?”
He smiled, although he couldn’t see her.
She replied shyly.
name, sweetheart.” Said comment made her blush, “So… Where exactly are you?” He
not dead.” She joked, and Dean laughed.
that too.” The girl looked around, not recognizing anything.
know where I am.” She mumbled.
dark?” Dean inquired, thinking that maybe he could recognize the place for her.
There’s a lot of light actually.” She observed, “And I’m in a bed and…”
second.” Dean stopped her, “In a bed? Like a hospital bed?”
do you know?” She furrowed.
literally jumped out of bed. Some of his bullet wound still hurt him, but his
excitement was far stronger. He moved over to the “wall” that divided the room
in two and slid it open, only to find the most beautiful (Y/E/C) he had ever
awake!” He cheered.
not a ghost!” She said using the same voice tone as Dean.
I… We share rooms and you were unconscious and now…” Dean couldn’t really
explain his thoughts.
no offense but I think your howling woke me up.” She giggled, making Dean
trying to piss the nurses off.” Dean confessed, scratching the side of his
Where am I?” She asked, looking around once more.
Hospital Princeton-Plainsboro.” Dean answered.
“Oh yeah… I
remember now.” She whispered to herself.
What do you remember?” The girl snapped her head back to Dean. She analysed him
before speaking again.
too many bullet wounds for a regular person.” She squinted, trying to figure
out who was the man in front of her.
“Yeah I uh…
I was coming out of a bar and some burglars tried to steal from me so I put up
a fight and ended up with a bunch of holes and without my wallet.” Dean
shrugged his shoulders, acting as innocently as possible.
said your name is Dean. What’s your last name?” She asked again.
Bulsara.” Dean answered.
huh?” Dean nodded, “Was your father in Queen?”
band or Queens the place?” Dean shifted nervously.
Dean replied as naturally as possible.
course not, because Freddie Mercury was gay and never had kids. Now tell me
your real last name.” She ordered.
could reply, Sam bursted the doors open. Dean looked back at his surprised
brother as the girl took advantage of the distraction.
out of her own bed, grabbing on of the syringes and wrapping one arm around
Dean’s neck. She placed the syringe close to Dean’s jugular vein. He wasn’t
able to move without getting stabbed by it.
you?” She demanded. Sam lifted both of his hands, showing that he was unarmed.
“My name is
Sam.” The younger hunter spoke, not quite sure what was happening.
Dean, what a lovely couple.” She beamed sarcastically.
brother.” Dean managed to argue.
huh?” She smiled, “Maybe you can tell me what your last names are, Sam.”
we’re Sam and Dean Bonham.” Sam answered, acting like that was the most obvious
your father’s name, Sam?” She asked again.
Crap.” Sam let out a shaky breath.
Sammy!” Dean hissed.
daddy was Led Zeppelin’s drummer, you two should start telling me the truth.”
and Dean Winchester.” Sam surrendered. (Y/N)’s grip softened in shock.
Winchesters?” She stuttered.
although we’re not really serial killers… Those were…”
know who we are and what Leviathans are. How?” Dean asked.
was back in her bed, orders of the nurse who just so happened to enter the room
before Sam could say anything else. Now, the brothers were the ones to make
hunter… I’ve heard things about you.” She replied.
of things?” Sam asked.
Apocalypse, falling angels, Abbadon, one of you turned into a demon… The
darkness…” She answered, not offering any kind of resistance.
heard of us. Great.” Dean shivered.
other hunters have told me.” She defended herself.
how did you manage to end in the same room as I did? Did someone send you?”
Dean got dangerously close to her, trying to act intimidating.
I got sent from heaven to try and hunt a pack of werewolves who literally
pushed me off a cliff just so I could end in a coma, sharing a room with you.”
She argued. Sam let out a chuckle and (Y/N) and Dean gave him a death glare.
Sam.” Dean snapped.
interrogation continued for a while more.
the granddaughter of a member of the Men of Letters. After Abbadon wiped them
all, her mother turned into a hunter who married another hunter. She was raised
into the life and, when she turned 20 years old, she decided to hunt on her
visitor’s time ended, Sam left. (Y/N) and Dean didn’t speak much about their
lives anymore; instead, they decided to listen to classic rock music as they
shared hunting stories.
A few more
days passed, and both (Y/N) and Dean were allowed to leave the hospital. Sam
had signed for both of them, making him responsible for the young huntress.
that she could take care of herself, but Sam was insistent and the brothers
ended up taking (Y/N) to the bunker.
huntress recognized certain rooms from pictures her mother kept of her
grandfather. Even so, she recognized John Winchester as one her grandfather’s
“He was my
mother’s God-father.” She smiled, remembering every amazing story her mother
had told her.
were close. Your grandmother… She was devastated when he ‘left’. My nana wanted
to tell her, but she had vowed not to.” (Y/N) explained.
At least we know the old man was good.” Dean joked.
so? How? I thought your father hated him.” (Y/N) furrowed.
then we met him and he forgave him.” Dean explained like that was normal.
your dead grandfather?” She asked dumbfounded.
dead when we met him.” Dean replied.
you… You did what? You Back to the future-d the man?” Dean laughed.
When Abaddon was released, he made a spell to come to the future looking for my
father, but he was dead already so…” Dean tried to explain.
John dead?” Her smile faded into a gloomy look.
died many years ago…” Dean replied.
know him?” Sam asked, entering the library with three beers in hand.
John taught me a bunch of tricks and… He was there on my first hunt.” She bit
her lip, remembering how good John was to her.
Sam and Dean asked, not truly believing what she was saying.
Didn’t he tell you about…?” The Winchester’s silence was enough of an answer
conversation eventually changed to simpler things, and it kept going until past
midnight when the huntress excused herself and left to her assigned room.
brother’s talked a bit more about other things before Sam finally dared to
touch the subject again.
is closer to us than we expected, huh?” Sam commented, paying careful attention
to his brother’s reaction.
the Men of Letters hadn’t been destroyed, maybe we would have met her since we
were kids.” Dean observed.
if dad wasn’t a douche who preferred to keep us in crappy motel rooms rather
than taking us with him.” Sam added.
“He did it
for our own good.” Dean insisted, “But I guess you’re right… We would have met
her one way or another, I guess.”
at his brother’s words. He was hopeful that Dean had finally understood who
(Y/N) really was, but the older hunter was as naïve as usual.
way or another… Either on a hunt or at a bar or…” Sam continued.
“I get it
Sam, we would’ve met her anyways.” Dean grumbled.
can’t be blinder.” Sam sighed.
“What did I
do now?” Dean complained.
“I tell you
what you didn’t do: Use your goddamn brain!” Sam fumed.
What the hell is wrong with you?” Dean argued.
You’re the one that can’t see that your soulmate is upstairs!” Dean stiffened.
He swallowed. Sam rolled his eyes and let out a heavy sigh.
deaf… I said: YOUR SOUL-MATE.” The younger Winchester spoke slowly, as his
brother was some dumb baby who couldn’t understand.
“How do you
know that?” Dean furrowed.
The tarot reading from that time in…”
what about it?” Dean interrupted his brother.
“I swear to
God I’m going to slap you if you keep being this dumb.” Sam mumbled, “The witch
told you that she was a broken, beautiful and brave girl. That she’ll be
understanding and maybe even motherly.” Sam recited.
because (Y/N) has been understanding and motherly.” Dean argued.
“So you do
think she’s beautiful!” Dean huffed at his brother’s words.
saying is that I would recognize my soulmate if I saw her.”
said you wouldn’t.”
care what she said! (Y/N) is not my soulmate.” Sam sighed heavily and left to
his room, impressed of how far his brother’s stupidity could go.
morning, Sam and Dean woke up to the smell of waffles and bacon, coffee and
orange juice. Both brothers went downstairs only to find out (Y/N) serving
breakfast as she hummed to a Metallica song.
boys.” She cheered.
(Y/).” Sam replied, leaning closer to leave a small peck on the top of her
furrowed at his brother’s gesture, but mostly at (Y/N) being completely chill
sweetheart.” Dean finally spoke, although he didn’t kiss her. Not because he
didn’t want to mimic Sam but because he didn’t know how.
seat.” She ordered tenderly. Both Winchesters sat down at the kitchen table as
the girl served breakfast.
completely attentive to the boys as a way of thanking them for taking care of
her. Sam, however, knew that that was just a tiny, not well known bit of her
personality. He gave Dean a knowing smile.
great, (Y/N).” Sam complimented, “We haven’t had breakfast like this since mom
She squeezed Sam’s hand in comfort.
“Oh no, I
don’t mean… I mean, mom died but she came back.” Sam quickly explained,
“Darkness brought her back to thank Dean for helping her.”
helped the Darkness?” The girl couldn’t be more confused about the boy’s life.
really how it sounds like.” Dean explained, “She is the sister of God and all
she wanted was to be with him so I helped them out.”
“So you got
God and his sister back together… And I thought the weirdest thing was that one
time I found a friendly vampire.” She huffed jokingly.
point is mom is back. She only left for a couple months to fix some personal
things.” Sam explained.
see.” The girl nodded, “Well, if you excuse me, I need to take a shower.”
her where the bathroom was and soon the girl was already upstairs showering.
to eat in silence, but Sam’s knowing face was too annoying for Dean to ignore.
older finally bursted.
you staring at me like that?” Dean insisted.
course not!” Sam’s voice was too sarcastic to bear.
“I was just
thinking how understanding and motherly
(Y/N) turned out to be.” Sam sighed.
why don’t you marry her?” This time Sam let out a full laugh.
honestly couldn’t be more naïve. Not even because the witch told you…”
who could be wrong.” Dean interrupted.
she was wrong about the girl in braids?” Sam inquired and Dean ran out of
arguments, “As your guide I recommend
you to go talk to her.”
me. You know it’s true, you’re just too dumb to admit it.” Sam sassed.
there a naked woman in your bathroom?” Castiel spoke, appearing behind the
Cas(s)!” Dean bursted.
The angel apologized, “why is there a naked lady in your bathroom?”
friend.” Sam explained.
friend-friend or a friend that charges?” The angel squinted.
friend-friend.” Sam answered. The angel nodded and sat down in front of the
brings you here, Cas(s)?” Dean asked, “We thought you were upstairs doing
not… mess.” The angel spoke, “Besides,
I found a cherub the other day. He told me that every one of them were planning
on coming here.”
would they come here?” Dean furrowed but Sam answered with the same smile.
to come see how you meet your soulmate.” Castiel explained, “No one thought
you, of all humans, would have one.”
hurray.” Dean rolled his eyes, “So what? You came to watch too?”
“No, I came
to warn you about multiple, if not all, cherubs invading the bunker.” Cas(s)
them noticing, the shower stopped running. The girl came out of the bathroom
and got dressed with the same clothes she was found in when they took her to
the hospital; said clothes had already been washed by Sam who just so happened
to be incredibly attentive to her.
up, she went back to the kitchen where Sam, Dean and Cas(s) were arguing about
cleared her throat to announce her presence, to which the three men stopped
naked lady in your bathroom is no longer naked.” Cas(s) informed.
can tell, Cas(s).” Dean hissed.
The girl was so confused about the angel’s presence and the fact that he
referred to her as “naked lady” that she couldn’t complete her sentence.
Sam hurried to say, “This is Castiel, he’s an angel.”
the Lord, actually.” Cas(s) corrected.
said shyly, “You guys have an angel in your kitchen… Can you get any weirder?”
She asked looking back at the brothers.
“We have a
key to Oz.” Sam shrugged his shoulders.
“And a lesbian
nerd best friend.” Dean added.
King of Hell comes for ice cream every once in a while.” Sam continued.
comes down sometimes… He loves to drink.”
stuck with the Adams Family.” (Y/N) mumbled.
THAT weird.” Sam laughed.
I’m secretly Batman.” (Y/N) snapped back, following the joke.
widened his eyes at how natural the interaction was between Sam and (Y/N). Said
gesture was clearly misinterpreted by the angel.
worry, Dean. I can confirm that she is not secretly Batman.” Sam and (Y/N)
bursted into laughter.
she’s not Batman, Cas(s). She’s just being sarcastic!” Dean fumed.
The rest of
the day, the three hunters and the angel spent the time guarding the bunker
against cherubs. Although, (Y/N) had no idea why they were doing that.
night, and after being locked down in the bunker the whole day, Dean decided to
was parked in front of the bunker’s door and the sky was clear. Every star
could be seen from there. The weather was perfect, for it wasn’t too cold or
down at his Baby’s hood; his green eyes were glued to the starry night as
Simple Man by Lynyrd Skynyrd was playing softly in the background.
is the one that woke me up.” (Y/N) spoke, making Dean jump. “Did I scare you?”
just took me by surprise.” Dean smiled at her, gesturing to join him. The girl
sat on the hood and looked up to the sky.
“You’ll find a woman, and you’ll find love…” The
girl hummed along. Dean stared at her lovingly.
thanks to this song.” The hunter interrupted. She looked down at him and
did… That and the fact that we shared a room.” She laughed.
yeah but… It did woke you up.” Dean smirked.
because I really wanted you to shut up.” She smirked back.
it, don’t lie.” (Y/N) bit her lip and looked down.
shifted closer to herm wrapping an arm around her waist.
really does like you, doesn’t he?” Dean asked.
I can’t understand why… We’ve known each other for only a few days.” She
week and a half.” Dean corrected.
week and a half. It’s time for us to become best friend, then.” She joked,
making Dean giggle.
one sarcastic girl, did you know that?” Dean smiled, looking down at her.
“I’ve had a
few comments, yeah.” She replied, looking back up at him.
his green eyes in hers. They didn’t look away, in fact, they shifted until they
were as close as human possible.
stroked her cheek, his plump lips were parted and his breathing was slow.
(Y/N), on the other hand, was fighting not to blush. A small smile rested on
her as she enjoyed Dean’s touch.
so focused on each other, that they didn’t notice Sam and Cas(s) standing at the
bunker’s door, watching them. Obviously, they also didn’t know about the
millions of cherubs witnessing what would be the beginning of one of the
greatest couples Heaven has created.
that moment to last forever. The intimacy between (Y/N) and he was palpable,
yet so delicate. He felt like any kind of noise or movement would screw it up –
little did he know, the cherubs had set up a whole scenario for them to not be
interrupted by anything.
going to stare all night long or what?” She whispered softly, making Dean
stare all night if you let me.” He whispered back.
you can do better than staring.” And with that said, the girl pulled him into a
silently fanboyed, covering his mouth to avoid a squeal from coming out. Cas(s)
squinted at Sam’s behaviour, but let it pass for he was too happy for his best
friend to care. Every single cherub squealed, shivered, cried and even screamed
out loud on the radio about that moment.
And even in
all that mess, (Y/N) and Dean hadn’t heard a thing. Their lips were hesitant
and slow, afraid to go too fast and ruin it. Dean’s hands were on (Y/N)’s hips,
and her hands were gripping tightly on Dean’s jacket. They had their eyes
closed, letting every other sense feel the kiss.
kiss was broken, Dean pressed his forehead against (Y/N)’s. Their eyes remained
closed, and (Y/N) let out a shy giggle.
funny?” Dean asked in a whisper.
“I just met
you.” She spoke, “Literally… A week and a half ago.”
if my Math is right, we should get married next week.” Dean joked.
marry a man you’ve just met.” She insisted. Dean pulled away, finally opening
just quote Frozen?” He asked.
know, did you just recognize a quote from Frozen?” She lifted an eyebrow.
“I uh… No I
didn’t.” He shook his head.
we going?” She complained once more.
you, it’s a surprise.” Dean repeated for the millionth time that day.
literally dragging her around the neighbourhood. He hadn’t been in that town
for ages, yet he remembered the way as if he walked by it every day.
building was still standing. There was a poster on the door that read: Tarot
tarot reading? Are you serious?” She asked perplex.
than that, you’ll see.” Dean smirked.
expected you, out of all humans, to be the kind of person that likes getting
readings.” (Y/N) chuckled.
“Out of all
humans, I’m the one that gets every kind of unexpected things.” Dean replied.
that even mean?” She exclaimed, trying to cover her smile.
Dean explain to his fiancé that, many years ago, the witch on the other side of
the door had told him about his soulmate? How could he explain to her about the
cherubs spying on them as they kissed for the first time? How could he without
scaring her away?
that we’re here because I need to thank an old friend for… For guiding me.”
decided not to argue anymore. She was curious about Dean’s old friend, and what
kind of guide that person had offered to the man.
knocked the door and the same lady opened the door. This time, her orange hair
was starting to turn grey as the wrinkles around her eyes became deeper.
However, she had still the same smile Dean remembered.
a long time has been!” She cheered, pulling him into a hug. “What are you doing
don’t you know?” Dean wiggled his eyebrows. The old lady shook her head; Dean
sighed and stepped aside to let the witch see (Y/N).
her.” The witch whispered.
who?” The girl asked.
soulmate.” Dean smiled, the girl blushed immediately.
the witch explained to (Y/N) about the tarot reading. Dean told her about Sam
immediately spotting her as his soulmate and how, if it wasn’t for the witch,
Dean would’ve taken a lot longer to understand he needed to be with her.
told him about me and that’s why he made a move so fast?” (Y/N) asked once
more, not fully understanding everything.
Although, Samuel played a big part. If he hadn’t spotted you, Dean wouldn’t
have known it was you and not anyone else.” The witch explained.
also got to thank Sammy.” (Y/N) mumbled.
would’ve ended together one way or another, Sam just helped to make it faster.”
The witch spoke.
you…” Dean corrected.
The witch shook his comments with a hand gesture.
After a few
hours of talking and sharing their story with the witch, (Y/N) and Dean left
“So a witch
told you about me on a tarot reading.” The girl breathed out as she and Dean
walked through the desert streets, under the moonlight.
right.” Dean nodded.
Ever since I met you, my life has turned weirder and weirder.” She joked.
already hunted monsters, sweetheart.” Dean smirked.
while I hunted monsters, you shared drinks with Crowley.” She continued.
Dean winked, “But you can’t deny you love this weirdness.”
love it, and I definitely love you, big ass weirdo.” She laughed.
her closer, crashing his lips against hers.
better.” He whispered above his lips, “Because I already put a ring on it, and
there’s no way in hell I’m letting you go.”
just quote Beyoncé?” She giggled.
just recognize a quote by Beyoncé?” Dean wiggled his eyebrows.
not!” She defended herself.
under the moonlight, they kissed just like the very first time.
In which my OC Nurse Offstill and Harold have a private talk in her office.
A lot of students came to her office in tears, because of some pain or another. If it wasn’t a skinned knee, it was a classmate’s mean remark. A nosebleed, or Principal Krupp’s severity. A splinter or a broken heart over a bad grade. Nurse Offstill considered it her duty and her privilege to cure all of it, and cure it all she did, with her supplies, her equipment, her secret stash of biscuits that she shared only with the kids, and her sympathetic ear. The students at Jerome Horwitz Elementary came to her for care and support for almost everything.
Well, it had been almost everything, until the day Harold Hutchins stepped into her office, looking deeply distressed.
Without a word, Nurse Offstill put the “Do Not Disturb” sign on the door and closed it so that they could be alone and uninterrupted. She knew that look on his face. It was the look kids made when there was something eating them alive, a woe or a guilty secret they had to share before it led to their mental breakdown. Throughout her career as a pediatric nurse she’d heard more confessions than a priest. And, like a priest, she considered the confessions to be sacred and never shared them.
1. Currently, I’m in the midst of a serious competition with some coworkers to see who can pass a dobb hoff the deepest into the small intestine. The current winner speared poop in the small intestine with the tip of the dobb hoff. She calls this her greatest achievement.
2. I don’t know what the AF stands for in the names of tube feeding formulas, but in my mind it’s peptamen as f***.
3. When I’m telling a patient why they should not do something, too often I use the logic “because if you do, you will die.”
4. Every minute my coworker is late to take report from me, is a minute less of report they are getting.
5. Not getting picked to talk to JCAHO or Magnet surveyors is the nurse equivalent to winning the lottery.
6. “Hey you want coffee?” Is nurse for “I love you.”
7. I don’t always hide in the medication room, but when I do, it’s to talk crap about my patient or their family or Dr. Full-of-himself.
8. I live for the moment I get to kick visitors out.
9. It is wrong to walk around the ICU saying “I see dead people,” or “Welcome to the vegetable garden,” or “I will unplug her vent to charge my cell phone.” All things that had to be explained in a unit meeting on appropriate work conduct.
10. I will straight up ignore my patients when the therapy dogs come to the unit.
The number of horrible doctors and nurses that I have encountered has made me lose faith in medical staff. They have treated me and my disabled family members like crap and it hurts to know that they don’t believe us. I know there are a few good ones out there but it’s hard to stay positive with so many negative experiences.
I work in a dementia unit.
The dementia unit has residents aging from 40-103 years old.
Some people are completely out of their mind while others just can’t remember their names or where they are.
Last night me and another CNA lifted this women named Jane to stand so we could change her.
The other aide asked Jane to put her arms around her so I could change her brief.
Jane says, “wow marge you have a big butt!”
Then she kisses the other aide on the neck and starts trying to give her a hickey.
Marge laughs and tells her to stop, “Jane! I can’t go home with a hickey! My boyfriend won’t believe a resident gave me one and he’ll think I’m cheating!”
Jane says, “I’ll be your boyfriend now! I’ll even buy you a beer!”