#nodding and smiling

[feketeribizli]

alpha women can get omega men and women pregnant or else literally what is the point of anything

glad we are all on the same page here... alpha women knocking people up woohoo ‼️

[gayholloway]

❤️

❤️ What is your favorite line that you’ve written in a fic?

oh boy !!! right now probably "He wants to make a decision, wants to utter out a simple no and leave, but he can’t. He’s so worn out from everything that even the smallest decision feels sisyphean." because it made me feel cool. OR "He didn’t want to start all over. He didn’t want to pretend like he doesn’t know Nolan’s favorite childhood movie, or book series, or color, and he can tell that Nolan didn’t want that either." because im so normal and not insane about any of these characters!

[beebfreeb]

Messaging people for the first time is so hard. What am I supposed to say? Like, "You seem really odd and your blog intrigues me. Do you want to have philosophical conversations or perhaps talk about fictional characters?" What! Whatever. I will just follow you back and stare at your blog with my big beautiful brown eyes.

[theproboscismonkey]

Uhm.. fishing buddy!!!

[bishy437]

just smile and nod

[cardinalfirefly]

He's...serenading him -

[hotchology]

[erwinsvow]

there's one time before you and jack start dating, but after you had switched over to night shift, that you need to cover someone during the day so you exchange shifts and are there all day. he doesn't get a text about it, finds out when he sees you running around at six forty-five looking tired and overwhelmed. it makes sense, your sleep schedule had adjusted to nights and it's calmer sometimes so the day shift seems hectic in comparison.

(he doesn't know this, but you were also thrown off. no one making you perfect cups of coffee and tea when you need them, no one handing you a granola bar half way through the shift because he knows you don't sit down and eat unless you're forced. no one encouraging you with silent stares and carefully selected words that you can hear when you close your eyes and try to sleep. no, he doesn't know about any of that.)

so when he finds you for the step-off he cracks a joke about you abandoning the team and going back to your old ways. you tell him right away that you'll be back tomorrow night, and then you lean in just to tell him i'm never going back to day shift. you had just meant it was so much different than what you'd gotten used to and you think you really prefer the schedule like that, prefer the environment and all that. but the words linger in his head the rest of the night. (more specifically—how you leaned in, how it's like a secret the others can't know. night shift has ruined you, spoiled you. you could never go back. at least, that's what he thinks about for the next twelve hours. ruining you and spoiling you. or something like that.)

so you give him and the rest of the night crew a case presentation on the patient you were taking care of all day—and it's really nothing but you go through everything you need to tell him and give your treatment recommendation and justify everything. others from the day shift fill in the blanks and finish out the rest of the story so jack knows what to expect for the rest of the night out of this bed. and he doesn't know why he says it, just feels proud that you presented so well, that you didn't get nervous at his questions, that you didn't doubt the care you gave the patient. leans in and tells you that you did a great job, that he'll miss you tonight. and you beam up at him with that blinding smile, your eyes sparkly and you feel a rush of energy like you could work another twelve hours if he was saying things like that all night.

and your smile. jack sees it often enough, he doesn't know why he has the same reaction every time. temporarily, his brain shuts off. the neurons stop firing. the thoughts die down, the room goes quiet. he just stares at you and smiles back and you two kind of stay like that until robby coughs and the nurses are laughing and your day shift co-residents are nudging each other. and you turn back to them sheepishly, and jack scratches the back of his head and they go to the next patient. but before you leave for the night he makes sure to ask if you've eaten, and you tell him you're about to go do it. and he looks at you kind of serious, and keeps his hand on your upper arm and says make sure that you do.

and well, like always, you listen.

[ohmypuckingod]

NJ vs. BOS // Nico joins the postgame show

[shotmrmiller]

simon who isn't all that keen on letting anyone in on what he's thinking or feeling, keeps himself guarded at all times but knows how you take your coffee in the morning— two sugar, dash of cream, always hot and he knows that you always need a sweet pastry with it. on your birthday, he respects your wish for no big gifts, no grand celebrations so he leaves a nearly illegible sticky note on your desk, short and to the point, its pale-yellow corner sticking out from under paperwork you owed price weeks ago.

it's incredibly sweet. or rather, it would be, if you knew how he knew these things. you've never discussed any of this with anyone at work, let alone with him.

you only drink the coffee you've brought from home because the sludge they have sitting in the break room is undrinkable, toxic waste, yet even the coffee blend he's gotten right. and then there's the pastry—the flaky, sweet treat you only savor behind closed doors because it's your small, guilty pleasure. (as far as anyone's concerned, pastries aren't your thing.)

and your birthday? you can only hope he read it off your dossier.

[manchesterau]

highly flammable

[kiwi-endure]

Tape 2 Spoilers! Lost Records: Bloom & Rage

(Dance with Autumn) LOST RECORDS: BLOOM & RAGE Tape 2: Rage

[syrnyj]

same picture

[polinsated]

*penelope.exe has stopped working*

[sic-vita]

GOOD OMENS + Michael "micro expressions" Sheen