Quinta-feira Hospitals
Oct. 7th, 2010 10:17 amIt's Thursday, my last day as guest host, and the theme is. Hospitals. So, anything that has to do with hospitals. There's: Doctors, Nurses, Lab workers, Patients, Illnesses, Diseases, Mental Hospitals, Prison Hospitals, School Infirmaries/Health Centers, makeshift hospitals on the battle field, fear of hospitals, whatever!
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Doctor Who, Rory & or / Amy, Her reaction when he told her he wanted to be a nurse
Supernatural, any characters, They've all been in an insane asylum all along
Alex Rider/ CHERUB or Burn Notice, Alex & any others, Crossing paths at St Dominic Hospital
theme=hospitals
If nothing strikes your fancy today, or you’re just in the giving mood, check out the Lonely Prompts
Remember to follow the rules:
* Only post one prompt per comment
* No more than three prompts for the same fandom.
* No more than five prompts in a row.
* If one of your prompts is filled, you can prompt again.
* No spoilers in your prompts for at least a week after the airdate or release.
* Warn for any spoilers for your fic in bold and leave at least three spaces before the text.
Prompt formatting examples:
Doctor Who, Rory & or / Amy, Her reaction when he told her he wanted to be a nurse
Supernatural, any characters, They've all been in an insane asylum all along
Alex Rider/ CHERUB or Burn Notice, Alex & any others, Crossing paths at St Dominic Hospital
theme=hospitals
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Date: 2010-10-07 02:17 pm (UTC)Not a doctor
Date: 2010-10-07 04:55 pm (UTC)"You .. you mean a doctor, yes?"
"No. A NURSE. I want to be the one treating hands-on. Helping every way I can."
"A nurse."
He nodded.
"Not a doctor."
"No, not at all." Anything to distance him from that Raggedy Doctor....
"A nurse."
"A nurse."
And there was the reaction he'd imagined.
Amy burst into hysterical, mocking laughter.
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Date: 2010-10-07 02:18 pm (UTC)the sound of angels dancing - PG, Jimmy, gen, AU?
Date: 2010-10-07 06:25 pm (UTC)Jimmy shakes, huddled against the wall, tears on his face. They will, they will, he gasps, trying to shrink away from the orderlies with cold hands and black eyes. They’ll take you from me and I’ll be alone, like I was after Amelia and Claire, I’ll be alone again, always and forever, Castiel—
Shh, Castiel whispers, his eyes shining brilliant white as he envelopes Castiel in his warm wings. Peace, otherself. We are safe, and we are strong, and no one can ever take us from each other.
(They give him a sedative and he sleeps. Castiel murmurs in his mind and the doctors change his medication again, and in the morning, he will wake screaming.)
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Date: 2010-10-07 02:18 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-10-07 02:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-10-07 02:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-10-07 03:56 pm (UTC)But if you will accept this at a later tiimee..
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Date: 2010-10-07 02:23 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2010-10-07 02:26 pm (UTC)Love letters in blood and fire
Date: 2010-10-07 08:16 pm (UTC)So he breaks out and sends Batman a love letter in the form of city-wide anarchy. Catch me if you can my love.
Batman is fun. He hates that he wants the taste of the Joker's face paint on his lips and to leave finger print bruises on the Joker's hips that have nothing to do with taking The Joker back to Arkham. So Batman is rough when he pulls the Joker into a darkened alleyway and fucks him before he hands the Joker over to the commisioner.
The Joker is content for a while but then Dr. Crane slips away and they lock up the Scarecrow and the Joker sees that batman is chasing a new paramour, a freak in a green, question mark covered suit and he knows that it has been too long. His lover is straying and that wont do at all.
He only kills two people making his escape this time, because he's in a hurry, but he'll make up the numbers when Batman brings him home again.
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Date: 2010-10-07 02:27 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2010-10-07 02:29 pm (UTC)Filled!
Date: 2010-12-22 05:48 pm (UTC)“I keep telling him not to speed. But you know kids, right?”
She gives him a small, wry smile as she bends over to adjust his sheets.
Gus has been there constantly – he’s outside taking a coffee break at the moment. Shawn, frankly, feels a little smothered by the both of them. “Dad, don’t you want to go check on Gus and get some coffee?”
Henry rolls his eyes, taking the hint. “Fine. You want anything, son?”
“Nah.” The second his father is out of the room, he turns to the pretty doctor and grinned. “So how do you feel about dangerous motorcycles and the handsome men who ride them?”
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Date: 2010-10-07 02:31 pm (UTC)Loading please hold
Date: 2010-10-08 04:00 am (UTC)Here!
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Date: 2010-10-07 02:37 pm (UTC)Ready Or Not (Annie, PG)
Date: 2011-03-19 08:04 pm (UTC)She has her things all packed. Her books and notebooks are gathered, her clothes neatly folded. She sits on the chair next to her bed and stares out the window. The world looks sunshine bright and overwhelming. Annie doesn’t remember what it’s like outside, nothing except the endless pressure and the beautiful sense of purpose the Adderall brought her.
There’s a knock on the door. “Annie, are you ready?” It’s Nurse Steve, so handsome and gay. She’ll miss him the most.
“Yes,” she says. She stands and picks up her yellow plaid suitcase. No. She is not ready.
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Date: 2010-10-07 02:37 pm (UTC)Fill- Playing Tricks
Date: 2010-10-07 05:25 pm (UTC)"Sure," he said. He handed his arm to the nurse, who was humming 'Ave Maria' under his breath. More things to be suspicious about.
"So... um when did you decide to become a... nurse?" Sam asked.
"When I heard you were injured," the nurse said.
Hmm. That was nice. Wait, what? "Gabriel?" Sam asked, his nose wrinkled in that face Gabriel loved, the 'huh?' face.
"Yeah?" The nurse's face changed to the face he knew better than anyone else's, excluding his big brothers- Gabriel.
"I knew it the whole time. You're such a little shit, you know that, right?"
"No, you didn't. And yep, I knew that." Gabriel lowered his face to Sam's and pecked his lips chastely.
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Date: 2010-10-07 02:38 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2010-10-07 02:39 pm (UTC)Lost.
Date: 2010-10-07 08:25 pm (UTC)Well, maybe not in those words but Garcia felt that she could take a little artistic license. She stroked his hair as she chatted with Mrs. Reid and wished this had never happened.
Spencer had been over the drugs, clean for nearly ten years and then Mike Ruston had injected him with a mix of hallucinagens and Spencer's mind had cracked like an egg.
Even after the drugs had made their way out of his system he had babbled endlessly about horrors only he could see. So Garcia made the hard choice and sent him to live with his mother.
Today was a good day. He had recognized her for a moment and greeted her before turning back to his puzzle.
Garcia hugged Mrs. Reid and Spencer as she got up to leave.
She waited until she was back in DC curled up in the bed they no longer shared before she let herself cry for her lost lover.
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Date: 2010-10-07 02:41 pm (UTC)