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okay, going to do a little starter call!
mutuals like for a canon grey’s anatomy dialogue starter.
Whiskey Cavalier is already a pretty decent show but the main appeal is actually having some more Lauren Cohan icons that aren’t from The Walking Dead.
( neurologst )
a breath of air escaped her silently, she could pretend she got paged but the damn kid had forced her way onto the brunettes service, so she had no choice, she couldn’t get away. maybe it wouldn’t be so bad, after all it wasn’t like this was the most fucked up situation that had happened in this hospital over the years.
stretching her toes in her shoes, the brunette hummed slightly before she gave the softest of smiles. that was the least that she could do. amelia’d been hostile since she’d seen her niece in the halls, and now here they were. maybe she could try the softer approach.
hands curled into the pockets of the white lab coat that she had on and the doctor nodded. if someone could just walk in so she didn’t have to talk about her brother, her reason to pick neurosurgery, she would pay them money but it was no use. “um, i wanted people to be proud of me, derek especially..” she muttered after a moment, an audible sigh this time pulling through. “i was using, uh, oxy from the time i was fourteen to.. uh, i don’t know. for a long time. i did a lot of stupid shit, and i think everyone expected me to sell like drugs or something my entire life.. i don’t know. neurosurgery because when i got clean i used to go to work with addison and derek.. and i don’t know, i thought it was badass. the brain is so complex and beautiful.. but, mostly when it started, i just wanted to prove to everyone that i could be put together.” shoulders shrugged and she finally glanced over. “what about you? why a scrub nurse?”
“ your mom, actually, ” jodie admitted with a small shrug. she had always looked up to her grandmother. where her mother was sometimes harsh, carolyn had always greeted jodie with a big hug and warm smile. “ when I was twelve or thirteen, my mom knew something about me was... off, I guess. she knew something was wrong but didn’t want to face it; I think dealing with her work in her own home was what made her so difficult. but carolyn? she took my bipolar diagnosis better than mom did. she told me a lot from her navy days—the structure, the routine, her nursing—and it helped. when things got bad, I told myself that one day I’d be a nurse like she was. ”
now it seemed to be jodie’s turn to look uncomfortable. she rarely told anyone about her diagnosis, nor had she been planning to tell her aunt anything so personal until amelia had so candidly told her about her own past. it seemed only fair to be honest.
“ I know that maybe she wasn’t the same to you and I don’t know her reasons but she was my family when my mom... stopped looking at me like I was related to her. guess she never really found the humour in the irony. ” jodie paused then looked back at amelia. “ couldn’t exactly join the navy but I still wanted to be a nurse. and with so many surgeons in the family, how could I not want to spend time in the OR? I just have a different reason to be in there. ”
( neurologst )
“yeah, because she’s a psycho. she always has been,” a little rude to say about her own sister but oh fucking well. kathleen had never been soft, not even when amelia had been in the hospital for accidental attempts or not so accidental ones. it shouldn’t have been surprising that she wasn’t even there for her own kids.
setting her cup down on the counter, the older woman chewed at her lip. the last thing that she wanted was to bond over the dislike for her sister. god damn it, she was unsure what to do but as the young woman looked at her she was taken back to the times that she crawled on the floor with her those few times.
“i’m not that great,” she muttered softly but after a few seconds she had to swallow her pride. she needed to, that much she knew. all that they had to do was try and get to know each other to not ruin things and make things awkward. maybe owen was right, she could do this. “okay.. what.. do you wanna know?”
jodie couldn’t help but pause—it wasn’t exactly the kindest comment but she also wasn’t ready to leap to her mother’s defense. whether she knew it for certain or not, jodie wanted to believe her mother did the things that she did because she cared but... she had no proof. not enough for amelia anyway.
she focused on her coffee, swirling the hot liquid around inside so she could feel it through the sides of the cardboard cup against her fingers, but looked up again in surprise when amelia seemed to come around, at least a little.
“ no, but you’re my aunt. I never really got to know aunt liz or aunt nancy or... uncle derek, ” she added after a moment’s hesitation. her mom pushed her siblings away, it seemed. for a long time, jodie had just accepted it until finally she was out on her own and she didn’t have to anymore. “ so I want to get to know you while I can. like why neurosurgery? was it just something in the water or something when you guys were kids? ”
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here, on this blog, you do not need permission to slip into my asks. just do it. even if we haven’t interacted before. even if you’ve sent 10 already. send me more. i love getting asks (in character or out of character) and yeah, i’m slow as fuck, but i promise you i will get to them. have at it, fill my inbox with memes or impromptu starters or just tell me how your day is going. it really doesn’t matter. just go ahead and do it. i promise, i don’t get annoyed seeing the same people in my inbox, actually it makes me happy because yAY MORE INTERACTIONS. so just do it.
protective sentence starters
as requested. Feel free to change pronouns or anything else !
“Don’t you hurt a single hair on his/her/their head.”
“Hands off!”
“What do you think you’re doing to him/her/them?”
“I’ll never let you go.” / “Don’t ever let me go.”
“Don’t ever leave my sight again.”
“I got your back.”
“Where are you going? It’s not safe out there!”
“Do you trust me?”
“Be more careful next time. I don’t want to bandage you up again.”
“Hey, it’s cold outside. At least wear a jacket.”
“I’d die for you.”
“You’ll back off if you know what’s good for you.”
“Get behind me NOW.”
“Here, I have an extra weapon.”
“Duck, you idiot!”
“Go on without me.”
“Well what did you expect would happen while you’re walking alone at night? Come on, let’s get you away from that creep.”
“Hey. Pal. I’ve got a gun/knife/fist/weapon and I’m not afraid to use it.”
“You can stop hugging me now.”
“You scared the shit out of me. I’m never going to stop hugging you.”
“Quit babying me! I can protect myself.”
“I’ll always be there to save you.” / “I know you’ll always be there to save me.”
“If you even THINK about touching him/her/them, I’ll kill you.”
“[choked up] I thought I lost you.” / “[choked up] I never thought I’d see you again.”
I always end up hurting myself doing something mundane. If I have to do some complicated stunt, I’m fine.
( * & . — GREY’S ANATOMY SENTENCE STARTERS .
‘ what was i to you ? the girl you screwed to get over being screwed ? ’
‘ you were like coming up for fresh air . it’s like i was drowning and you saved me . that’s all i know . ’
‘ am i ? … dead ? ’
‘ i’m glad you’re being strong about this . i know how hard this is , i know how bad you feel . ’
‘ not everybody has to be happy all the time . that’s not mental health , that’s crap . ’
‘ it’s not a screw up , it’s a miracle . ’
‘ please don’t cry on my ass . ’
‘ what do you need , an “ i love you ” or something ? i love you . call me when you get there . ’
‘ oh , yay ! someone’s hurt . ’
‘ pick me . choose me . love me . ’
‘ i’m just not ready to forgive you yet . ’
‘ go on , just get it all out . all the tears . ’
‘ i intend to fight like a girl . i’ll let them kill each other and then i’ll be the last one standing . ’
‘ well , isn’t this cozy ? can i join or are you not into threesomes ? ’
‘ if i went missing , would anyone notice i was gone ? ’
‘ that is rude and unkind and completely true . ’
‘ so , i’m bisexual . so what ? it’s called lgbtq for a reason . there’s a b in there and it doesn’t mean badass . okay , it does , but it also means bi . ’
‘ can you go have sex with him and make him be nicer ? ’
‘ i don’t know what i am , but i know that i am not happy . ’
‘ it’s okay … to be tired , right ? ’
‘ i don’t know who i am anymore . not someone i ever thought i’d be . ’
‘ i believe , if you were dead , the world would be a better place . ’
‘ don’t let what they want eclipse what you need . ’
‘ he is not the sun . you are . ’
‘ he can go suck it ! i am the sun . ’
‘ did he visit “ ladytown ” ? because i find if they don’t go down to “ ladytown ” the first time … there should be no next time . ’
‘ i need more liquor , i’m not ready . ’
‘ uh , this bottle is empty , are there more ? bottles ? ’
‘ i’m all alone and i have nothing and no one wants me . ’
‘ let’s do it . let’s make a baby , right now . ’
‘ is it true ? did you punch a homophobe ? ooh , unexpected . high five ! ’
‘ we’re adults . when did this happen ? and how do we make it stop ? ’
‘ you think i’m broken ? fix me . cause i’m no quitter . ’
‘ i’m not happy and bubbly . i’m dark and cloudy . ’
‘ you never think the last time’s going to be the last time . you think there will be more . you think you have forever , but you don’t . ’
‘ no one is leaving and no one is dying . ’
‘ everyone is leaving and everyone is dying . ’
‘ the words that you said were “ lets take this bitch down . ” ’
‘ that was the tequila talking . ’
‘ the only way to fail is not to fight so you fight until you can’t fight anymore . ’
‘ from now on , you can expect that i’m gonna show up . even if i yell , even if you yell . i’m always gonna show up , okay ? ’
‘ it’s not true … it’s not true . he takes the truth but he twists it and changes it to fit his own story . ’
‘ you’re my person . if i murdered someone , you’re the person i’d call to help me drag the corpse across the living room floor . ’
‘ you are my favorite person on the planet and if we are meant to be more in this lifetime it can’t start with you cheating . ’
‘ are you plotting a murder ? a nuclear attack ? it’s fine , i’ll get on board , i’m sure you have a good reason . but just , let me know . ’
‘ you’ve said that word so many times today it doesn’t even sound like a word anymore . ’
‘ who here feels like they have no idea what they’re doing ? ’
‘ too many people have seen me naked already . i’d like to keep whatever dignity i have left . ’
‘ we screw boys like whores on tequila . ’
‘ i want another chance . i’m so in love with you . ’
‘ i know you have a boyfriend . i’m saying you could have a husband . ’
‘ your boobs are perfect , your hair is down to there . if i were you , i’d walk around naked all the time . ’
‘ i believe that in the face of overwhelming evidence to the contrary , we’ll all be okay . ’
‘ your choice , it’s simple : them or me ? i’m sure they’re really great , but i love you . ’
‘ i get it , okay ? i get it ! you’ll be okay , you’ll be fine , but what about me ? so don’t do it for yourself , do it for me ! ’
‘ i’ll never be able to forgive you for making me love you . ’
‘ when your life is sucking you get drunk and sleep with inappropriate men . it’s your thing or whatever . i find it charming . ’
People tend to complicate their own lives, as if living weren’t already complicated enough.
indie & private grey’s anatomy original character — est. 2016 & re-est. 2019. guidelines & biography.
( headcanon #1 )
Jodie has a neurological condition called synesthesia. It is the overlapping of senses that causes consistent associations or changes in a person’s sense of perception. In Jodie’s case, she can ‘taste’, ‘feel’, and ‘hear’ colours. For the most part, it’s harmless, except for the one time as a child she decided she wanted to see if her crayons would taste the same as their colours did. It’s also proven to be therapeutic for her in coping with her mental health, especially during episodes where she finds herself unable to accurately express her own feelings. In a continued effort to help her daughter, Kathleen even put her into art therapy and it turned out to be Jodie’s best outlet for how she was feeling. After some time, she could use the colours with the exact same consistency as someone else using their words and her artwork, while largely abstract, helped strengthen her ability to communicate during these times.
❛ I am so sorry. ❜
grey’s anatomy season 1 & 2 sentence prompts ( accepting )
“ hey, it’s okay. don’t apologize. what’s wrong? ”
for @totallykelsey
( neurologst )
“blame that on your mother,” she didn’t feel bad for spouting words like the bitter sister that she was. no way. kathleen had been the one who had took carolyn’s side, she was even surprised that her brother hadn’t but derek had been the only one who didn’t disown her, yet even their relationship had been strained. “she’s the one who cut me off because i’m always gonna be a junkie and i don’t fit into her perfect world.”
at the others words she found herself soften, tough exterior dissipating but not totally. she had a wall that wouldn’t ever completely go down. maybe she was being too harsh, it wasn’t the kids fault that their entire family was full of assholes. so amelia sighed, nodding instead.
“fine,” she agreed though only gently. almost cautiously if you would. swallowing the lump in her throat, she exhaled. she’d try, if only because her boyfriend suggested that she did. “what do you want to talk about?”
“ yeah, I know. ” there was a lot jodie blamed on her mother. their weekly phone calls weren’t exactly filled with warmth and love. for whatever it was worth, jodie did love her mother sometimes but expressing that was something else entirely. “ she does that with people who mess with her idea of a perfect family. ”
she tried to hide the bitterness that she felt; it was there, like it always was, but jodie didn’t want their mutual dislike of kathleen shepherd to suddenly be their only bonding point. she cleared her throat lightly and glanced back at amelia, almost just a little bit shy.
“ when I first came to seattle, I was pretty excited. it was as far from home as I could get and then I heard you were here... I kinda got myself assigned to your surgery on purpose. ” jodie just sort of shrugged. “ I was hoping I could get to know another Shepherd that wasn’t my mom or siblings. ”
( neurologst )
her mothers daughter.
that was all amelia could think, and it wasn’t that she disliked her niece. far from it in fact but she just didn’t know her anymore and maybe she didn’t want to. everyone had burned her so badly on that side that she just didn’t see the point. owen had told her to be nice and she’d tried but if jodie was here it wasn’t long before kathleen would be and it’d be a family reunion amelia didn’t want, she had enough going on with betty and leo, teddy and owen. she didn’t need all of this too. it was maybe selfish but she just didn’t care, not then. if only she could, or would.
“i’m not cranky. i’m perfectly fine, but it’s like six am and you’ve been talking for the past thirty minutes. what could possibly be so important?”
jodie just sighed into her cup of coffee, looking up towards the ceiling tiles in an attempt not to roll her eyes. “ maybe it’s because it’s six am and I’m standing here trying to figure out what to say to an aunt I haven’t seen in... what? fifteen years? that seems about right but correct me if my math is wrong. ”
maybe this was a bad idea. maybe coming to seattle had been a bad idea. not that it was one she could do anything about now because she had a job here now and it was a good job. but family? jodie was not good with family. apparently neither of them were.
“ I talk, okay? it’s the only thing that wakes me up this early in the morning and I wanted to talk to you but I don’t know how so I’m just throwing words around. ”
( @neurologst continued from x. )
“ I mean... I could but... ”
maybe it was just that they were both tired but jodie got the distinct feeling that amelia did not like her very much. she gave her aunt a sideways glance, eyebrows raised. she had another feeling it had much more to do with the fact she was the spitting image of her mother ( “ oh, you look so much like kathleen did at your age! ” said just about everyone, ever ) who was undoubtedly not amelia’s favourite sister. if only she knew that jodie was about as fond of her mother as amelia was on most days. she took another sip of coffee before continuing...
“ you need a scrub nurse and no one is going to trade surgeries with me this late or when you’re this cranky. ”
nonverbal starters prompts featuring nonverbal scenarios.
guide take them by the hand, arm, or shoulder to guide them.
shelter protect them.
shove push them.
loop drape an arm around their shoulders.
touch a gentle touch like rubbing their back, hugging them, holding their hand.
kiss a kiss on the cheek, knuckles, forehead, in their hair.
palm smack them upside the head.
bed rest gently push them back down when they try getting out of bed.
aid help them with a task.
note pass a note to them.
cry wipe away their tears.
wash wipe something off their forehead, cheek, so on.
bandage patch them up when they get hurt.
heal take care of them when they get sick.
book silently read a story with them.
carry pick them up.
scrap punch them.
cherry find blood on them.
sit help them sit down.
medical wake up in the hospital and find them holding their hand.
steer place a hand under their chin to make them look up.
beat dance with them.
stare stare them down.
off track get lost with them.
no shaking their head in disagreement.
yes nodding their head in agreement.
rush tackle them to the ground.
open hold the door open for them.
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