' THE NIGHT NURSE ﹗

"I've seen a man... a blind man who can see because his other senses are so amplified. and this other man who survived a shotgun blast to his HEAD and recovered from a brain hemorrhage in a few hours. and they both needed my help." netflix based claire templeprivate. penned by jojo

[nighthealer]

ooc. psssssst.... is anyone still alive in this fandom?

[mazqueen]

[nighthealer]

grobglas‌:

Rosario Dawson as Julia Banks in Unforgettable 

[nighthealer]

[ dry ]  your muse drying mine off with a towel after a shower , bath , swimming , etc . Reverse. Listen. Soft hellcat, warm hellcat.

                    SHE DOESN'T mean to hover but she can’t help but be worried. trish had come crawling through her window like the walking dead. minimal injury but that hadn’t seemed to matter much to claire when trish, lacking the grace of her namesake, had stumbled into her, positively exhausted. they had been talking      not arguing       for weeks now about how hard trish was pushing herself. ’ someone has to be out there. ’ trish would tell her and it would end the conversation every time. how could claire ever really argue with saving people? she could only argue for moderation. don’t destroy yourself trying to save everyone, claire would beg silently.

                         a hero who knew their own limits, that’s what claire wanted trish to be. 

❛   you done in there, trish?    ❜ with a gentle knock on the door she cracks it open (  there's nothing she hasn't seen before.  ) claire can't help but laugh at the sight of trish squished into her bathtub a few sizes too small. it fits claire perfectly, but claire doesn't have the build of an amazon.

    she crosses the room in a few steps and runs a hand through trish's damp hair. she'd found the energy to wash it somehow, though that energy had run out quickly apparently. trish was dozing lightly. at the feeling of claire's hand trish looked up with drowsy eyes and claire looked back with soft ones. she couldn't be bothered to wipe the tenderness from her face at seeing hellcat look so sleepy. grabbing a towel out of the rack she motioned for trish to stand up. she wasn't strong enough to drag the hero out of the tub herself.

claire guided trish to sit down on the closed toilet, and wrapped one towel around her head. once she was done she kissed trish's forehead and moved to the rest of her body, not wanting her to get cold. she wasn't sure if trish could get cold from a little less than warm air on wet skin but why take the chance? stress and exhaustion weakened any immune system. 

   ❛   i got you a robe for when you're staying over since you can't fit mine.    ❜ her voice is quiet as she pats dry trish's hips. something peaceful hangs in the air around them. dare she think it         the moment drips with domesticity. the thought makes her pause and then just smile easily. some things don't need to be dwelled on. some things can just be easy.

she drapes said robe over trish's shoulders, stopping to rub them gently. it's as soft a robe as she could find. claire is always keeping in mind trish's newfound sensitivity. she only manages to drag the other up because they help her by standing, a little unsteadily at first. she puts an arm around trish's middle and presses them close together as she leads them both to bed.

NON-SEXUAL ACTS OF DOMINANCE MEME™ !  // open 

[mazqueen]

[nighthealer]

       ooc. trying to watch season two of luke cage but once again getting stuck on this scene of luke and claire’s break up in episode three i am falling to pieces 

[aftresources]

𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠  \  sentence starter pack,  i.  feel free to change wording  \  pronouns as you see fit. 

i’ll always love you. 

i’ll keep you in my heart. 

you’re safe with me. 

you’ll be safe here. 

i’ll never forget you. 

we’ll be fine, just the two of us. 

there’s little i wouldn’t do for you. 

i’ll always be here for you. 

there’s more adventures waiting for us. 

let’s go out together. 

we’re just rolling with the punches. 

you’ll never know if you don’t try. 

it’s a new day to start over. 

i didn’t know how badly i needed this. 

you take my breath away. 

you look absolutely stunning. 

we can do this together. 

wherever you go, i’ll follow. 

i’ve been in that place before. 

i’m here if you need to talk. 

loving you comes easy. 

all you needed was a little love. 

you make me feel all warm and fuzzy. 

i’ll cherish this until i grow old. 

i’ll cherish this moment forever. 

just take one step at a time. 

you make me feel loved. 

i will never stop loving you. 

you’re very dear to me. 

can we hold hands? 

you look like you need a hug. 

i’ll tear my walls down for you. 

times are tough, but you’re tougher. 

i have faith in you. 

you’ll always be welcome here.

[nighthealer]

[ tears ]  your muse wiping away mine’s tears .

                    SHE IS shaking and trying to ignore it. they were coming back to claire’s after a date          the night had gone perfectly. so of course something had to go wrong eventually. a pair of her neighbors were arguing outside their front door. she would have minded her own business had it not been for the look of terror on the woman’s face. the way the man loomed over her. claire put herself between the two without a second thought. threatened to call the cops if he didn’t ’ cool it the fuck down ’ . the boyfriend left but not before punching the stairwell wall and leaving a small dent.

                       the action hadn’t made claire so much as flinch …. until now.

locked into the bathroom she told vanessa she’d just needed a minute. said she needed to calm down. had pretended to be angry. angry at the shitty boyfriend and shittier world. angry no one had come to help the girl but the two of them. but she isn’t angry, as much as she wants to be. what she is, is scared. terrified, even. she splashes water into her face with shaking hands. she holds her breath and lets it out slowly, trying to stay calm. trying not to lose it.

   ❛   you’re okay. you’re okay. you’re okay. you’re…. you’re fine. it’s fine.    ❜ claire tells herself over and over again. her reflection stares back with red eyes and her voice gets a little more shaky every time she repeats the words. she wants to believe them, though, and so she keeps saying them to herself.

                                                     KNOCK. KNOCK. 

     the sound makes claire jump (  fists on a wall. fists going through a wall. men who can’t control their anger taking it out on the women around them. she sees the face of her mother. of patients throughout the years. of the scared neighbor girl. she remembers luke-  ). vanessa’s voice calls gently through the door, concerned and soft but trying to be playful. claire thinks about ignoring her. about hiding away in here until vanessa goes home, confused and maybe hurt. claire doesn’t want vanessa to see her like this. but she is still shaking and now her breaths come in sharp gasps. she reaches blindly for the door and watches as it swings open. vanessa going still in shock and claire closes her eyes, feeling almost ashamed of herself. nothing had even happened. they’d stopped anything from happening. but memories are painful and a sob bubbles up from her throat, filling the bathroom. just one and then she can’t stop.  ❛   nes’ please?    ❜

                                      (  hold her? look away? go away? stay?  )

even to her own ears she sounds lost. but vanessa moves forward and her hands cup her cheeks, wiping the tears away. her hands are gentle and so claire stills herself from flinching. vanessa notices anyway and her movements become slower. claire buckles into the touch and tries to tell herself         ❛   i’m fine. i’m fine. i’m fine.    ❜

NON-SEXUAL ACTS OF DOMINANCE MEME™ !  // open 

[nighthealer]

“that’s why i do what i do, that’s why i ask you to take care of yourself and if you aren’t willing to do it, i’ll run behind you like you’re a child until you do.” Trish absolutely ABSOLUTELY wants to take care of Claire and she really wants to verbalize thats

                    SHE'D BEEN a little reckless with herself lately. she knows that. if claire is anything it is self-aware. what can she say to defend herself? not much. hence why she sits there and takes the scolding with grace. she'd been running on fumes for days but trying to hide it. one moment she was flitting around - trying to clean up from the last hero who'd left her guest room looking like a murder scene - and the next trish's arms were around her.

she'd caught her from hitting her head on the coffee table. claire's world had gone fuzzy at the edges and her feet had tripped over themselves. if she'd been home alone         who knows? so fine. she'll take trish's concern and anger like the big girl she is. ❛   i know, trish. i'm sorry.    ❜ claire means the words, doesn't say them thoughtlessly to end the conversation.

     she stands up and moves across the room to where trish paces. she meets her halfway, worried about claire moving around too quickly, no doubt. but claire is fine now. the world has re-centered itself. at the center is trish, and trish's concern. it warms her heart and claire takes up one of the other's hands and kisses the knuckles there. ❛   i'm willing. i just forget sometimes. don't you worry about me. you've got enough to worry about already. but if you wanna make sure i'm taking care of myself... come take a nap with me?    ❜

THE HARRIS MEN SENTENCE MEME™ !  // open 

[rosecrystal]

unfortunately for everybody i will keep doing whatever i want

[thievesgambit]

bonjour or whatever d’hell, losers! GAMBIT ( by abby ) is back by popular demand because I heard my leading lady (love you baby!!) is back causin’ y’all grief an’ headaches an’ whatever d’fuck—which means y’all should be prepared t’make it double, ’cuz d’party don’ start ’til un remy lebeau is in it! but y’all know that already. anyways, hit me wit’ a ♡ or ↻ and maybe gambit will pay you a visit…oui? 

[paceyjoeys]

[nighthealer]

2kyla‌:

Anyway, having a big heart is both a blessing and a curse but the pros will always out weight the cons imo. I’m going to care deeply for the rest of my life and that’s my gift

[nighthealer]

‘ you haven’t got to. ’

                    ❛   yes i do, actually. what are           ❜ SHE CUTS herself off, the movement of her hand stilling on his back. she thinks about the words that so easily almost fell from her lips. words she'd had hummed and whispered to her throughout a childhood wrought with tension. ' that's what mothers are for, baby ' and she'd nearly echoed them just now.

is that what she is to him? that's what he is to her: A SON. it makes her clear her throat, suddenly tight. her mind is reeling but gently. her world isn't spinning off its axis but it's shifting around this new truth she's found within herself. welcoming it warmly. she never thought she had the capability, really. to be someone's mother. she wonders why that is now, in hindsight. care has always been her second nature.

    slowly her movement resumes, gentle brushes of her hand against the soft cotton of the sleeping clothes she'd brought him. he lays in this room that is now his, in her mind. claire smiles even as she feels out of her depth. her boy leans into her touch. his eyes are closed and he's nearly asleep. she looks off to the other side of the room anyway, the darkness hiding the tears in her eyes. they're happy tears. content.    ❛   what is family for?   ❜ 

CLEANING OUT INBOX MEME™ !  // open 

[nighthealer]

“welcome back, sweetheart.” he missed his favorite nurse. 😫

                    ❛   good to be back. mostly           ❜ CLAIRE SHOOTS him a smile that is almost sly as she moves to pull up a chair. the guard outside gives her a startled look. she’d said she was going in just to check up on him. she was doing that, his chart is in her hands. but her eyes don’t so much as glance over it. they settle onto him, securely latched down to his bed. the chair is a little too close to comfort but she knows how much give there is to his handcuffs. besides …. she’s not afraid this time.    ❛   you’ve been scaring the other nurses shit-less. had a good run while i was gone?   ❜ 

THE HARRIS MEN SENTENCE MEME™ !  // open 

[nighthealer]

        ooc. friendly reminder that characters should have character flaws and your character not having any character flaws doesn’t make them “not problematic” it makes them boring, one-dimensional and uncompelling 

[marvelsdefenders]

[nighthealer]

marvelsdefenders‌:

Claire ‘Badass’ Temple

[nighthealer]

2heals‌:

i’ve been in tears over this for 5 minutes