#tonight's gonna be one of those melatonin + bed at 10pm evenings i can feel it

[pomegranateshrimp]

⚕️Always (James Wilson x Reader)

Fluff Oneshot

No NSFW

Decently short read

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You had a rough day yesterday. You work as a psychologist at the Princeton–Plainsboro Teaching Hospital, and no matter how much you tried it seemed like everything was going wrong with your work, and you had developed a sore throat of your own. When you finally came home you took a melatonin. You usually don’t take any because it messes with your sleep schedule, but tonight was going to be one of those sleepless nights; you could feel it. You finally went to bed at around 9 or 10pm. Somehow you knew it wouldn’t help.

You had just woken up from a nightmare, one where you lost James. It was terrible. You looked around to see he had his arms wrapped around you. It was still nighttime it seemed. You felt terrible. You had a headache and a sore throat, you were congested and nauseous as well. You went out into the kitchen to grab a water bottle from the fridge to somewhat soothe your throat and you noticed the time on the microwave. “2:18am?!?” You think to yourself. It was obviously early but you didn’t think it’d be that early. You thought about going to bed but quickly realized you wouldn’t be able to, you had already woken up, and if you took a melatonin you were worried you would be asleep for the next 8 hours, and you had to be in at work by seven. But at this point you weren’t sure if you were even gonna go. You groan and stumble across the kitchen to grab tissues, having ran out of the ones in the bedroom and needing to unclog your nose. You stand there staring at nothing in particular, in a sort of sick half awake haze. Suddenly you feel a familiar hand wrapping around your waist from behind you, with his head resting on your shoulders.

“Mm.. What are you doing up?” He mumbled with his face still leaning on your body, he was obviously much more tired than you. It was no surprise you woke him up though, he holds on to you almost for dear life when you guys are in bed

“I’m sorry did I wake you?”

“That doesn’t matter, what’s wrong?” He turns you around to look at him despite the dark atmosphere

“Nothing I just don’t feel the best… my throat is sore and I didn’t have the greatest day at work yesterday I guess”

“Are you sure that’s it? I may be half asleep but something doesn’t feel right”

“I… I don’t know, it’s really childish and.. weird” You struggled to get the words out. Although it was just a dream, it was bothering you a lot, but you weren’t sure whether to tell him. Tears pricked your eyes.

“You can tell me anything, I won’t think it’s ‘weird’, trust me”

Tears start threatening to roll down your cheeks, and you let some of them go.

“I- I had a dream where.. where I lost you”

He pulls you into a tight embrace.

“It’s not childish, or weird. I’m scared of losing you too. You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me”

You both stay there like that for some time, just holding each other and crying on the other persons shoulders as James draws circles on your back with his fingers.

After a bit James pulls away and plants a kiss on your forehead.

“As much as I would love to continue doing this, we should probably go check your temperature.” He says with a soft giggle and wipes away the tears from your cheeks with his thumb “Don’t worry, it’ll be okay, I’m not going anywhere anytime soon.” He pulls you into the bathroom and sits you up on the sink counter and takes your temperature.

“No fever.” A slight beep comes from the machine. “But you’re still hot to me.” He smirks and leans in closer to you

“Oh shut up!” You blush and lean in a bit closer as well. He closes the gap of space between you two and kisses you. You pull away after a few long seconds.

“I don’t want you getting sick..”

“I’d be honored to get sick by you but.. you’re probably right especially with work tomorrow.”

“Yea”

“Hey uhm, speaking of work tomorrow, what did you wanna do? Because it’s really early and I know you can’t go back to sleep because you’re ‘already up’. I mean if you’re going to stay home I’d be willing to cancel tomorrow to take care of you if you’d like.”

“That actually sounds really nice, especially with some of the cases I’m working on at work right now.” You smile at him. “Thank you, for everything this morning.”

“I’ll choose you always.”

He picks you up from the counter and takes you to the bedroom where he cuddled and took care of you as you rambled on about your work troubles, giving you water, tissues, a hot towel for your headache, and even a lot of kisses despite your protesting and concern for his well-being.

-Blooper thingy!!!

Cuddy: *Enters Houses office* “Hey have you seen Wilson or L/n?”

House: “Oh please they’re probably staying home cause Wilson fucked them too hard or something.”

Cuddy: *Rolls eyes at him* “Thanks for the helpful very needed input.”

House: “Anytime!” *The door slams*

[blysse-and-blunder]

in lieu of a commonplace book gets vaccinated

sunday, may 16, 2021, 8:30pm

guess who got the first round of danger juice this weekend!! at a museum!!

(black sails and mdzs donghua spoilers below the cut)

reading after discussing it a little while ago with @switchoffthestars in the bannel, i got dianna wynne jones’ magicians of caprona on libby this week. it is so refreshing to read a really elegantly, thoughtfully written kid’s book! dwj is so smart! even though the details of this ~italian~ city and its warring factions of magicians does feel, a lot, like the way someone would depict italy if your main points of reference were, say, romeo and juliet. but the song-based magic system and the cats are just so fun. the third-person-limited perspective carefully tailored to the different Montana brothers and varying according to their ages! the chrestomanci of it all! ETA: forgot to mention, that it’s specifically refreshing to read a book like this after some of the novels i’ve been slogging through this spring. because it’s for a younger audience, it’s got different limits to work within, but it achieves an equal or higher level of sophistication in greater economy of language and image. god. the hands of a master.

watching i had season two black sails playing to keep me company yesterday as i finished filing my taxes argh and now that the backstory is really popping off, i can see why people get wound-up about this show. SPOILERS since i was tuning in and out, it just made it even more apparent how much more into the past-storyline, with the hamiltons and the ~scandal~, than i am with the current-storyline!! aside from billy showing back up (SAW THAT COMING) and whatever anne and jack (and max, if only they spent a little more time on her personality!) have going on. if i never see or hear charles fucking vane’s face/voice again, i will be most content.

today after a lovely excursion downtown on my bike to sit in a backyard with some vaccinated pals and bask in the sunshine, i flopped down and watched the mdzs donghua episodes 8-10 or so. SPOILERS i will hand it to this version, the xuanwu combat works so much better as animated here-- the fact that wei wuxian sees the sword in a wound in the xuanwu’s side and reaches for it like that, and then gets swallowed, makes so much more sense than whatever wandering? inside the monster’s shell? that cql makes him do??? (did he crawl up its butt please don’t answer that) seeing lan zhan cry in the cave was...unsettling. but his expression was excellently awful. also it was only during these eps that it occurred to me, is the ‘sun shot’ campaign called that because of wang lingjiao’s ridiculous claim that the poor little jiang boy was trying to ‘shoot down the sun’??? not that anyone believed that, and not that any of the witnesses to her claim survive hahaha oh no but it’s nice to think that whoever picked that name was like ‘actually, you know what?? YEAH WE WILL’

listening it has taken me mumblemumble tries to finish Critical Roll campaign 1 episode 100. not just because it’s a long one-- just, something would come up or i’d lose my place or another ep would start playing (i listened to its talks machina recap before i listened to it, just by lazily letting my phone play ‘the next ep’ and then not...realizing). but i finished it today, and also 101 and its tm. they kept me company on my bike-rides. i like when they laugh. i like when they tease each other, or make absurd jokes and references i get. whatever’s happening in the plot, it’s getting dark, and...that’s really all i absorbed.

playing d&d this week, we made it out of literal hell after exiting the Dantesque inferno we’ve been in for the past couple of weeks. we’re headed into the next underworld tomorrow (Egyptian, i think?) and i think we’re all braced for what could possibly come next. it was a little anticlimactic, we didn’t leave as a result of any combat, but the grinding, punishing details of just progressing through the different circles’ landscapes (the last one had a river of boiling blood and a sky that rained fire, we all had to make con saves) has definitely had their own impact.

making baked biscuits friday morning, the first time i’ve roused ursula the little bear sourdough starter in weeks. they turned out well! decent layers, good flake on the bottoms. a solid bake. nothing else. the repaired soap dispenser has not fallen apart and is happily dispensing soap. feels good.

working on this time next week, i’ll have gone through my field exam. it’s on thursday. i’m meeting with a friend on tuesday afternoon for her to ask me practice questions, and i’m going to spend tomorrow trying to make as many additional notes and annotations to my existing stuff as possible, hopefully organized enough that i’ll be able to quickly find things during the conversation. god willing and the creek don’t rise, this is nearly over!!!