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brodie, 25, gmt, he/him! this is an independent, selective & mutuals only blog for lexie grey of grey’s anatomy. this blog does not currently follow canon. ( SEASON 17 EPISODE 7 is where the canon compliance stops until i’m caught up ). there will be mature & sometimes dark themes on this blog, just as a warning!

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ghostofaformerself​:

     AT THIS POINT rayne is really only half-present. she’s preoccupied still thinking about the rookie, and with the pain starting to settle in it’s becoming harder to think straight. the brunette knows enough to understand that the only reason she’s still upright is because the knife still sticking out of her shoulder is likely stifling the bleeding.

     ❝whatever you need to do.❞ she doesn’t plan on being a pain in the ass kind of patient, and frankly she doesn’t have the energy at this point.

     careful not to move her shoulder too much, rayne starts unzipping her leather jacket and managing to peel it off one side. it becomes a little harder when she gets to where to knife is still protruding from, the slight tug sending a jolt of pain through her that reminds her of its presence and has her gritting her teeth.

     ❝i don’t think we’re saving the jacket,❞ it’s an attempt to lighten the situation a little bit.

        LEXIE CAN’T SAY THAT SHE’S SURPRISED ,  she would be half vacant if she were bleeding like that.  she’d be floating in and out,  she thinks.  lips press together momentarily as she glances to rayne with a soft sigh. this might not be easy,  she doesn’t think this is going to be an easy removal and there’s a chance that they might have to go to surgery.

           “hang on,” lexie says with a raise of her finger, signalling that she’d be back momentarily. she manages to open the door with her elbows and calls for assistance, mostly because she needs a sharp pair of scissors that can cut through a jacket. she takes the scissors when they’re handed to her and she moves back to rayne.

             “are you sure you don’t want to try and save the jacket?” even though there’s definitely going to be a knife shaped hole in the jacket, chances are that it’s not going to be salvaged. “last chance to decide whether or not you wanna keep it.” she snaps the scissors and meets rayne’s eyes. 

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i think i might put lexie back on the multi because the activity simply isn’t thriving here <3 @heldstars 

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@aughust​  &  starter call . 

“i think this might be the longest week i’ve ever had,  in my entire life.  i don’t think i’ve ever walked this much or struggled this much with ... literally anything.  i’m usually superwomen.  i’m usually really, really good at handling stuff like this.”  there’s a soft sigh in the back of her throat and she rubs the side of her face,  leaning against the wall behind her,  though her eyes have trained themselves onto alex’s frame. 

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herheroics​:

            “SIX POUNDS? What on earth have you been eating?”. Arizona questioned as she sat down at the table, crossing one leg over the other as she pulled her plate of toast closer to her with her coffee. Arizona shook her head slightly “It definitely isn’t and probably shouldn’t be that way.” Arizona reached her hand over to rub the brunettes back softly “You probably shouldn’t feel like that, not all the time at least. But are you okay? Like what’s going on to make you say that you feel like IT ALWAYS?”.

                 “I know, God, I know. It’s a lot of bread and a lot of pasta. Carb filling without any exercise.” Lexie murmured with a little laugh, though it was a shy laugh. She pushed the plate away from her, to get rid of any temptation to put something else on it. She stretched her legs out with a soft sigh, toes curling inside of her socks. “I’m okay,” Lexie promised. “I’m just stressed. With all the drama inside the hospital and all of the tough cases. It gets stressful, you know? Weighs heavy.” And she had to hope that Arizona could relate, what with all of the sick tiny children she was around all the time.

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adptations​:

“yeah,  it  is!   it’s  funny,  you  know,   i  never  thought  that  trauma  of  all  things  would  be  something  that  i  ever  clicked  with,  but ever  since  we  did  that  cert  out  in  the  rain,  i’ve  really  clicked  with  it.   i  don’t  know  what  it  is  ––  i  mean,  i  was  interested  in  neuro  for  so  long,  or  i  thought  i’d  want  something  nice  &  steady  like  urology,  so  i  could  have  a  family,  but…”

the  rambling  came  from  the  redhead  without  too  much  recognition  on  her  own  end,  until  april  was  suddenly  struck  with  the  distinct  feeling  that  she  had  said  far  too  much.   it  was  far  from  the  first  time  that  she  had  felt  this  way,  &  lexie  had  done  nothing  to  make  her  feel  that  way.   she  shut  down  like  a  switch  flipped,  turning  sheepish  as  her  cheeks  filled  with  a  rose  color.   her  head  dropped  down  for  a  moment,  rubbing  the  palms  of  her  hand  on  top  of  her  thighs  as  she  gathered  herself  again.

“sorry,  i  didn’t  mean  to  ramble,”  april  apologized  once  she  felt  a  little  more  composed.   her  hands  flattened  on  top  of  her  scrub  pants,  stilling  herself  so  she  doesn’t  look  quite  so  restless.   “yeah,  yeah!”   her  voice  cracked  slightly  on  the  repetition,  not  quite  as  smooth  as  she  had  hoped.   “i  mean,  yeah.  it’s  all  …  it’s  all  a  big  miracle,  really.”  easy  for  her  to  say.  she  hadn’t  been  there,  she  was  fine.

“i know, i’m actually surprised too.”  lexie hadn’t expected april to become such a master of trauma in such a short amount of time but it seemed that she’d really clicked with it. it seemed that april had really found her speciality in such a short time, which doesn’t happen often with many people, does it? she got lucky, she got picked. “that’s really good, though, april. that you found your speciality so quickly. it means you didn’t have to bounce back and forth with trying to figure out what you wanted.”

though lexie had gotten relatively lucky, hadn’t she? she’d been drawn towards neuro, which was a pretty nice speciality to have. the impossible cases might have been a mistake because it had definitely pulled her down a little, but it had pulled her down into reality. she’d definitely needed the reality check and she appreciated having it. but it was definitely heart breaking, to know that she couldn’t always help. doctors wanted to help and not being able to was hard.

“no, no, you’re fine. please. i like hearing your inner thoughts, it’s fascinating.” smile softened a little as she watched april carefully, watching as her hands rubbed over her thighs. “it feels like someone was definitely watching out for us. to keep us alive, at least.” but they hadn’t come out unscathed, none of them had. they were all damaged because of what had happened. “i’m grateful. to have survived. it was kind of a moment of clarity, really. thinking about what i would have done if i survived, so i can do that now. because i did.”

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bythescalpel​:

Mark had a lull between surgeries. He had blagged a chair at the nurses station and had been sat in the same spot for twenty minutes, his eyes closed as he tried to relax. It was Lexie’s little voice that had broken him from his zen place. He sat up and looked over at the bouquet of flowers walking towards him. Quickly he grabbed them from her and poked his head round. “Awww, you shouldn’t have.” He quipped as he placed the vase down on the station. 

The flowers were taken from her arms and she breathed out a very loud sigh of relief, hands moving to grip the edges of the nurses station counter. Her whole body fell forward slightly and she exhaled quietly, head dropping between her shoulders. “They’re not for you.” She laughed quietly. “They’re actually for me from a patient because I was so good to her, she wanted to send me a present.” Head turned to watch Mark with a warm smile. “I’d rather buy you chocolates.”

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herheroics​:

            “YOU’RE JUST saying that because you’re going to get a wicked couple of surgeries out of it.” the blonde couldn’t help but tease the other playfully. Arizona nodded her head in understanding, listening as she spoke. “That sounds incredibly horrible. I mean, she’s your sister and probably shouldn’t have tried to take advantage of you like that.. But I mean..Alex is Alex.” the blonde remarked as she shrugged her shoulders slightly in response. As the elevator dinged, Arizona stepped off onto the OR floor “So, have you got yourself a special scrub CAP YET?”.

             Lexie laughed fondly, shaking her head. “I like seeing you, you have a really nice energy hanging around you all the time.” Which was true. Arizona was almost always the one that was smiling, with her wheelie shoes. She always zoomed through the hallways and she loved watching Arizona pass by. “Everyone wanted me to help them with their boards, so I kind of understand it. The boards are really important. Life and death kind of thing, you know?” She smiled as she walked alongside Arizona. “No, not yet. I haven’t found one that really calls out to me.” 

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bythescalpel​:

Callie stepped back from Lexie and watched as she slammed the hammer onto the cast. She folded her arms over her chest, a grin on her face. “There you go.” She laughed and then moved back a bit more and took a seat. “I remember a while ago, I had Meredith and Izzie on my service. Your sister went to town on the casts. I thought she was having a break down.” She laughed and wafted the air in front of her as it got dusty. “It’s the best stress reliever I’ve found so far.” 

Calliope stood back up and picked up the trash can, sweeping the debris into the bin before setting it down again. “So what attracted you to neuro?” She asked. “I thought maybe plastics, following in Mark’s footsteps.” She leant against the metal table, rubbing the dust from the palms of her hands. “He really likes you.”

It was definitely a new feeling, a new rush of adrenaline that she hadn’t expected to get. Head turned a little when Callie started talking about her sister and it brought a warm, fond smile to her face. She’d built so much of a family in this hospital already and it’d taken a while for everyone to warm to Lexie but they had, they’d grown to love her and she was so grateful for that. Lips pressed together and her head tilted curiously. “Now that doesn’t surprise me,” she laughed fondly.

She set the hammer down once she was done with cracking the casts, turning her body to look at Callie properly. “I don’t know, there’s just something about Neuro that really sparks something inside of me. It makes me feel alive.” It really does, it makes her feel more alive than anything else she’s ever tried. “I like Mark but I don’t like plastics,” she laughed, “besides, he’s got the plastics posse now.” Which was nice, he had his people now. “I like him, too.”

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defectiveparts​:

          the thing is, buck’s done the crush thing. the head over heels, whirlwind of a ride love thing. even the in between thing. but this? he’s well aware that this is different. it’s not the mad dash that it had been with abby, nor the slow side that he’d taken with ali. this thing with lexie had been somewhere in the middle, with the two of them developing a friendship before all else. and it’s.. well, in his completely biased opinion, it’s his favorite yet. and he has no shame in admitting that, especially when the smile he gets walking into the hospital only brings a matching one to his own lips, eyes brightening as he comes to a stop in front of the brunette.   “hey yourself.”   buck has just about a pinch of self control, and he immediately throws it out the window to lean in, placing a fairly chaste kiss to lexie’s lips. he lingers, always eager to soak up the calm that her presence gives him, before he can’t contain himself any longer.   “you ready to go?”

                 lexie has only had a few crushes with people and it’s safe to say that most of them haven’t really ended well. lips press together and she tries to hide her smile, though she’s failing miserably. she really can’t stop herself from smiling at him because just seeing his face makes her heart race in her chest. he leans in to place a chaste kiss to her lips and she beams, smile brightening up the metaphorical room. her hands reach out to find his, lacing their fingers together. thumbs rub over his knuckles and she nods immediately, with an excited grin.  “i’m so ready.  please get me out of here before they try and rope me back in.  i want to go on this date with you right this second.” 

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ghostofaformerself​:

     BEING HERE ISN’T IDEAL FOR HER considering her feelings on hospitals all together, but even rayne has to admit when she can’t just slap a couple of stitches onto something and be fine. she’s fairly certain she aggravated the injury and likely made it much worse by moving the way she did and carrying the rookie, but it’s worth it if he lives.

     ❝i’m not a fan of surgery,❞ the lack of control in the situation because she’s under anesthesia isn’t something she enjoys. ❝but if it’s necessary who am i to say no? i’m reckless, but i’m not stupid.❞ the last part is paired with an exhausted laugh that she immediately regrets because the movement of her muscles brings pain with it.

        chances are that her injury will get a lot worse if she doesn’t have it seen to in the next few days, so lexie is hoping that she’ll allow someone to look at it, to take care of it and wrap it. or take her into surgery, if that’s needed. she’ll be there to take care of her, if she needs it. which she probably will.

       “i know.”  lexie says with a sigh. most people aren’t a fan of it, but sometimes it’s a necessary evil. sometimes it needs to happen, sometimes it has to happen so that you don’t get infections or lose limbs. “hopefully you won’t need surgery, but we’ll see, okay? i need to take a proper look at it. i’m going to close the curtains, can you take your shirt off, so i can see it better?”

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cardiomyapathy​:

It’s such a relief to be out of that room, scrubs off, lights away from his eyes. He settles down across from her, sitting on the sterile floors with his head between his knees. “ It’s hard. This is hard. ” Little did she know that he meant the hangover he’d been ignoring for the past eight hours. It was definitely a bad idea to go on a two day bender, take a break in between, then perform surgery.  “ – I don’t know, I’m feeling kind of stiff. Like I want to go for a run. Is that weird? ”

“It is, I totally agree.” Except Lexie has no idea that he’s talking about the fact that he’s got a hangover, that he’s feeling a little worse for wear. She watches his head settle between his knees and she hums quietly, though she’s still against the wall because she doesn’t want to move just yet. She wants to give her body a little more relief for the time being. “I can understand that. Standing that long in the same place, basically, it can make you restless. I don’t think I could go for a jog right now.”

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herheroics​:

        IT WASN’T often she’d find herself at the Grey Household, but Mark had Sofia, Callie was on nights, and the blonde had done some drinking with them the night before and here she was. Seated at the table with Lexie stuffing her face with toast. “It probably isn’t good for your weight, because it’s probably making everything a bit harder to what it should be.” the blonde chuckled softly before continuing “Everything going OKAY LEX?”.

      “No kidding. I put on six pounds last week. Six. Even with all of the exercise I’m doing for work, I still manage to put that much on.”  Lips pressed together and she chewed the last of her toast,  emptying her plate entirely.  She stretched her legs out underneath the table, head falling back slightly.  “Everything is always so stressful.  I feel like it can’t always be this way, right?  Eventually something has to give, something has to get better and it has to be less stressful.” 

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ghostofaformerself​:

     THERE’S A NUMBNESS that’s settled into her and rayne doesn’t know if it’s shock or something else entirely, but she’s complacent when the doctor directs her to a trauma room and asks her to sit. then there’s some prodding and finally a reaction from her other than worry over the rookie she brought in. there’s a quiet hiss of pain as she pulls away from the touch.

     ❝hurts.❞ she looks at lexie. ❝it kind of burns if that makes sense.❞

            “it does make sense.  don’t worry,  we see injuries like this all the time.”  which isn’t all that surprising.  and it’s not the worst thing she’s ever seen,  either.  she’s seen a lot worse than this,  so she knows how to keep her composure.  she’s learned, gotten better at hiding her facial expressions and toning down her body language.  she’s come a long way since her first day as an intern.  

             lexie pulls her hand back from the woman’s body,  humming softly.  “we definitely need to run some scans,  at the very least.  depending on how severe this is,  you might need surgery.  is that something you’d be okay with?”  consent is important, especially with patients.  she needs to check,  has to make sure that she’s not about to cause a problem. 

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starter call && @herheroics​

“the stress of this job really isn’t good for my weight sometimes,  you know?”  lexie is on her third piece of toast,  taking bite after bite.  her stress manifests in eating,  over eating,  to be exact.  and it’s not doing any favors for her figure,  especially when the stress lasts more than a few days.  “even life outside of the job is stressful.” 

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starter call && @defectiveparts​

her smile is unparalleled with anything else in the world,  something as bright as the sun.  the reason for her smile is because she’s seen her favourite person in the whole world,  her favourite firefighter ( the only firefighter she’s quite so fond of ).  she tilts her head as buck walks into the hospital,  though this time he’s not wearing his gear which means that he’s not here on business.  that and he’s in his civilian clothes and the fact that he’s there to pick her up for a date.  she’s excited.  “hi, you.”