#nathaniisms

[soldierheartcd]

nathaniisms continued from (x)

        “I only know what my mommy told me,” Delia confessed with a small shrug of her shoulders. It wasn’t very much, but it hadn’t been anything negative. “You were in the army with her before Dr. Hunt’s sister got lost.” There were obviously more details to the story, but that was basically it in a nutshell. “I’m Delia, by the way – Delia Burton.” A social butterfly, obviously.

[moldedheartsarchived]

@nathaniisms | starter call

❛ IS THERE A REASON YOU HAVE BEEN STARING AT ME? ❜ maybe it’s all gone to her head, but she’s taken notice of riggs’ eyes wondering to look at her from time to time. 

[dirtyexmistress-blog]

@nathaniisms cont. from ☤

It was a rare moment when the hall was quiet and Meredith could focus on her work, which currently consisted of reviewing patient charts. She was dealing with her own lack of sleep, but it was for a completely different reason. The kids had kept her awake and even if they hadn’t, Meredith was still getting the hang of sleeping alone. His words startled her for just a moment, and then despite the fact that she did dislike PDA (which was also new, she had never had much problem with it when her husband was alive), she found herself leaning into Nathan’s body and setting the chart down. Her eyes shut as his lips touched her neck and then she stood straight again and turned around. “I didn’t know you were coming in early,” she said, trying desperately, and failing, to orient herself.

[theirnarrative]

Blue hues are cast downwards as he watches Meredith work from the OR gallery. “Kepner spoke highly of you. Welcome to Grey Sloan Memorial Hospital. We’re happy to have you.” Lips curl into a smile as he glances to the man beside him. A hand extends out to Riggs as his attention is temporarily torn away from his wife. “I’m Derek Shepherd, neuro.”  

@nathaniisms || starter call

[finallymytimea]

@nathaniisms ( meme cont. )

There were no definite rules against what they were doing. God only knew that they weren’t the only ones and they probably wouldn’t be the last. It wasn’t something she went looking for, not even in the slightest. But, long nights and enough time spent in close quarters with someone breeds attachment.

Or it breeds something akin to attachment.

Stiles was no good with commitment, let alone anything that resembled a healthy relationship. It just wasn’t something she was used to. Never saw one growing up, never had one for herself, and that trend seemed to not be ending any time soon.

Whatever they had was based off of ‘no promises’, and she had stuck to it the best she could but– but, there was something undeniable between them. It wasn’t as if she was using him, either. Stiles was good at what she did and even as an intern, she did everything for herself with him just showing her the ropes and how things worked.

Feeling his closeness and she let her gaze drop to his hand as a small grin pulled across her lips, she chuckled softly. “You’re right, I would like it too much. And you certainly liked doing it as much as I did. So, really. It’s a win win situation either way. ” she was better at hiding it than he was, and she was rather proud of that.

Raising up on the toes of her sneakers, she braced a hand against his chest and leaned her  lips close to his ear. “Maybe you should finish your rounds and we can see if you like it as much as you seem to, hm?” Words breathed out in a whisper and she patted his chest gently and looked around, a pleased expression crossing her features.

[finallymytimea]

@nathaniisms

Stiles didn't know what had brought her to the Emerald City in the first place, or why she decided to take her residency in that particular hospital when she really had the pick of half the country.

Maybe it was because the weather reminded her of home. Maybe it was because she wasn't too far from home. That was likely it, but yet she had hit the ground running.  College was a breeze, then again she had a steady supply of adderall to make sure she got everything done that needed to be done.

And now-- well, now she was shifting from foot to foot waiting. She was supposed to start rounds today but nobody showed up to tell her and Stiles had even been early. She grabbed the attention of the first person she saw hustling by.

"Hey. Do you know where everyone is?" She couldn't be the only resident starting could she?

[politicalgcnius-blog]

❝ Let’s just say I’m in a giving mood tonight. ❞

scandal meme || accepting.

   the only thing she can say for this visit is   that if an accidental LOCKDOWN had to   happen, she’s grateful it happened as he   was introducing her to the break room. if   you’re going to be stuck in a room, it might   as well be the one with comfortable furniture   and stored food.

      and with the secret service locked       outside, the only thing there is to do       now is W A I T.

   the president’s gaze flickers up and she   does not quite manage to hide the look    of AMUSEMENT creeping in on her    features as the doctor walks towards   her with a drink. 

      ❛--- you keep alcohol? i only i wish i had       known; that would have been particularly       useful information during my  l a s t  few       visits to the hospital.❜

[politicalgcnius-blog]

"I look forward to serving you."

icebreakers. || always accepting.

   a pair of PAINTED lips stretch into a  s m i l e     as she turns, hands CLASPED, to match a   face to the voice on her left. a light  l a u g h     proceeds to form in the back of her throat. ❛i   hope you won’t need to serve me in the    LITERAL sense anytime soon, but i would   absolutely love a small tour if you happen   to get a moment free - i know how incredibly   BUSY you’re kept, of course.❜