#folklore epiphany

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epiphany; p.parker

» pairing: peter parker x reader » song: epiphany » word count: 752

The phone shook in your hands as you heard Pepper's voice through the speaker against your ear. Your world was crashing down. What you thought was just going to be a quick mission was now heightening your heart rate. Nodding your head, you grabbed your jacket trying not to overreact.

Pepper's voice was soothing as you held your phone against your ear trying to get your shoes on. Grabbing your keys, you stormed out of your apartment dashing to your car.

"Drive carefully, please." You heard her beg from the other side. Nodding you sniffled turning the ignition and hanging up.

-

"Where is he?" you asked as you entered the compound out of breath and panicking. There was a sea of bodies waiting for you. You could only assume. You saw Pepper standing to the side, rushing to her you asked again demanding to see him.

"This way," she said calmly placing a hand on your back. You could see the other Avengers who'd been on the mission. All of them unscathed. This made your heart beat faster and your hands turn cold. You didn't know what to expect, but it wasn't Peter laying there. Motionless.

Taken aback you stumbled feeling the air knocked out of your lungs and you gasped trying to hold the tears which were quickly forming.

A side of his face was bruised and his arm was resting over his torso. Through your blurred vision, it almost looked like he was sleeping. It felt as if you could just wake him up any second now and call him over for breakfast.

"Can I?" you asked trying to get confirmation that it was okay for you to touch him. You just wanted to hold his hand. Pepper nodded and you breathed walking closer to him. The sea of bodies that had walked behind you silently cleared out and you heard Pepper softly close the door behind her.

"Hi," you said quietly gently taking Peter's hand. It was slightly cold, but there was a hint of warmness that gave you hope. Looking at him, you bit your lip hoping the tears would stop. But the knot in your throat was too painful and you just let them flow freely.

"You were supposed to come back for dinner," you said sniffling, gently squeezing his hand. You watched his unwavering face and you ran your thumb against his cheek still holding his hand.

You remembered how earlier that morning he'd planted a kiss on your head before leaving forgetting the banana you'd left for him on the counter. He'd said he'd see you later, knowing you were cooking his favorite dinner, and the door shut behind him.

The memory was painful now as you watched him not knowing if he'd wake up.

Resting your head on his chest, you sobbed quietly letting the tears smear the crisp hospital gown. Wrapping your arms around him you buried your face further expecting him to wrap his arms around you too, but he didn't.

It felt like an eternity of you resting in that position.

Until you heard a knock on the door. Looking up you saw Tony peering through the door. His hand was in the pocket of his pants and he was looking at you with the softest expression on his face.

"The doctor is coming back in to check on him," he informed and you nodded standing up wiping your tears. Slightly embarrassed that he had to see you like this.

"I'll be out of the way soon," your voice cracked and you turned to look at Peter smiling weakly.

"No rush," Tony remarked leaving.

You leaned yourself down planting a gentle kiss on Peter's lips. Your finger brushed against his eyebrows on the side of his face that wasn't bruised all the way down his arm where you held his hand once again.

Your lips grazed his forehead and you were about to give his hand one last squeeze when you felt the pressure on your hand first.

He was gripping your hand.

A swarm of warmth filled your body as you saw his lids fluttering and a soft laugh escaped your lips as the doctor opened the door. The two of you witness Peter's consciousness.

"Hi," he said with a groggy voice and you beamed kneeling down so you were at eye level.

"Hi," you hummed running your hands through his hair.

"Is dinner ready?" Peter joked and a smile spread across your face. It was going to be okay.

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[thenervetoadore]

just one single glimpse of relief to make some sense of what you’ve seen

[poglluvnotes]

                                “MY LAST PIECE”

[I wrote this while listening to @taylorswift ‘s https://youtu.be/DUnDkI7l9LQ . P.S., It’s the most beautiful song I’ve ever heard her voice in].

You need not speak, I held you in the silence.

You need not speak, I held you in the quiet torment we, and death witnessed.

You need not speak, I held you softly as you grieved the things you could not explain,

You need not speak, I remember everything.

You need not speak, I held you closer as the tears soaked my shoulder.

You need not speak, I watched as angels’ tears wiped away the children’s fears.

You need not speak, I mixed you a drink as it was part of the job no one can forget.

You need not speak, when ur eyes cry; mine do too.

You need not speak, because I’ve given you a second to breathe doesn’t mean I’ve forgot ‘bout you.

YES Darling, YOU NEED NO LONGER SPeak.....

[swiftie13music]

So.. are we going to talk about how Epiphany is about the pandemic? Or......

A battle

Something med school did not cover

Someone’s daughter/mother

Watch you breathing

Holding hands through plastic

With you I serve (in this together)

20 minutes (2020)

[thetormentedpoetsdepartment]

Idk why epiphany keeps making me think, even after the first listen, about the covid situation

Maybe its the 20 minutes to sleep line, or holding hands through plastic

I'm italian so after china we were one of the first to get majorly hit by the virus, and we would often hear about nurses and doctors barely sleeping for days because they were always on duty, and the fact that so many people passed away without any family around them, their only companionship being the medics watching them say their last goodbyes

Also the desperate grasp for some hope, desperately looking for a solution

I know this is probably a long shot and wrong but this song gives me so much... sadness I guess, and idk I thought id share my thoughts

[hauntedgetaway]

Epiphany Music Video Idea.

I have this reoccurring dream or vision for a music video of epiphany by Taylor Swift ever since the first few listens and I see it every time I listen. And it just makes this song even more special for me.

So in the beginning with the instrumental and the introduction for the “keep your helmet, keep your life son,” I picture this soldier deeply wounded and his fellow soldier won’t leave him behind as the group moves forward so he’s half carrying him and half dragging him with his equipment still on him and hold on to his gun for dear life along with his friend. And the soldier not injured yells out to his higher up that “sir I think he’s bleeding out” and they’re just trying to get to safety. And they get to this helicopter as the song says “with you I serve with you I fall down” and he lays his friend in the seat next to him with half of his friends body pressed on his lap and he’s just keeping pressure on his friend’s bleeding wound. Watching his friends breath to make sure he’s alive.

And then the line starts “something med school did not cover” it cuts to this girl who is a doctor standing in the middle of the icu holding charts trying to figure out what her next move is as doctors and nurses run around trying to help people in the midst of this chaotic covid. And of course the doctors are wearing trash bags and reusing ppe bc this takes place in prime covid beginning lockdown beginning.

And as it says “someone’s daughter, someone’s mother” they show the hospital beds of the patients.

And then as it says “hold your hand through plastic now, doc I think she’s crashing out” it shows that doctor holding a patients hand thru plastic covering as the patient is about to die alone and then the heart machine starts going crazy and she yells for her attending and starts doing chest compressions but ultimately loses her patient as the lyrics “some things you can’t speak about”

Then you have the instrumentals and the doctor is going to the bunk bed area and just falls asleep on the floor, too tired to even get in bed. And you have a flash to the soldier closing his eyes on the helicopter. And the lyrics “only 20 minutes to sleep but you dream of an epiphany, just one single glimpse of relief to make sense of what you’ve seen” and they’re both dreaming and it’s revealed the soldier and doctor are husband and wife and their dream is them at home with their two children and that’s their “glimpse of relief” and they’re dancing around their house with it decorated for Christmas and the kids are playing with new toys and this is representing their last great family memory of Christmas 2019 right before covid had arrived in America. And the video flashes to the table with all their photos thru out their wedding and his military photos and her medical school grad photos and their kids.

And it does this until the end of the song and at the lyrics “only 20 minutes to sleep, but you dream of some epiphany. Just one simple glimpse of relief to make sense of what you seen” and that’s when her timer goes off and she puts back on her reused ppe and goes back to doing her job and she’s back with all the different patients and it flashes back to the soldier where his eyes open and the helicopter is landing. And the very last clip is a zoom out a photo that’s on that table of the husband and wife and their two kids on that Christmas Day.

@taylorswift @taylornation