#griefwoven

[k0mpsos]

"dr mohan," derek knew exactly who she was. on top of her reputation was all the chatter from robby and jack about who was the best and who still needed some help downstairs in the emergency room. derek did the same thing, giving the two men the inside scoop on what the neuro student doctors were like. with no shock, samira was at the top of that best list. "do you have a second? i wanted to talk to you about gary comings," the doctor handed her a chart, "53 years old, construction worker. he came into the er this morning with a headache that had been on for three days." a migraine, an annoying headache, whatever way he described it had nothing to do with derek. "how did you convince him to stay?"

@griefwoven liked for a starter from derek for samira mohan !

[mortaele]

                @griefwoven​         sent       a          question       starter    

‘  can  you  stop  interrupting  me?  ’       dom      to     marina

“    no    ,     ”       she    hums     with     a     playful     tone.      he     makes     it    so     easy     for     her.      “    why     don’t     you      make     me       ?     ”

[lazaraes-a]

SHE'S     NOT     LOOKING     AT     HIM     .          she's     not     looking     at     him     but     ,     instead     ,     the     magazine     she's     flipping     though     almost     too     quickly     to     give     some     semblance     of     being     read     .          didn't     even     look     up     as     he     entered     ,     but     illya     is     large     enough     ,     carries     enough     of     a     presence     that     even     a     blind     man     would     know     should     they     be     within     the     same     ,     immediate     vicinity     .          (     he     still     registers     as     a     threat     in     the     back     of     her     mind     .          some     primordial     fight     or     flight     reflex     triggered     by     memories     of     other     men     who     looked     like     him     /     talked     like     him     /     manhandled     her     in     a     manner     reminiscent     to     the     way     he     did     back     in     that     clothing     shop     so     long     ago     now     .          she     knows     different     ,     but     instinct     born     from     experience     is     a     hard     thing     to     rewire     .          )          ❛          ----     you     know     ,     you     still     owe     me     a     car     .          ❜          cannot     help     but     wonder     if     he     knows     the     woman     in     the     car     that     night     with     solo     was     her     .          ❛          i     left     mine     in     a     berlin     alleyway     while     being     chased     by     an     angry     giant     in     a     hat     .          ❜          

@griefwoven     (  i. kuryakin + g. teller  )     SC

[reefscars]

𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀 & 𝐖𝐀𝐒𝐇  ━  ❛  @griefwoven​

❝    hey    ,    ❞      savanna  chimes  ,    entering  his  room  and  plopping  onto  his  bed  ,    eyes  surveying  the  video  game  that  he  was  playing  .    ❝    soooo  ,    there’s  a  bonfire  at  the  boneyard  tonight  .  .  .    what  do  i  have  to  do  to  get  you  to  go  with  me  ?    ❞    the  boneyard  was  fun  ,    sure  ,    but  it’s  always  risky  mixing  both  tribes  of  the  island    ━    regardless  of  whether  or  not  beer  is  involved  .

[alwayscutoff]

@griefwoven​​  said :  hey – stay with me. / woosh  from  a  meme  somewhere . 

                   𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬  𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞  𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 ,    the  sound  reverberating  in  the  center  of  her  chest .   crimson  flashed  in  sync  with  the  screeching  alert .    fingers  curled  tightly  around  her  wrist ,    yanking  her  through  thick  plumes  of  smoke .    when  the  attack  occurred  was  still  a  mystery ,    but  the  ship  had  fallen  into  complete  chaos .    it  was  every  man    &    woman  for  themselves  now  as  the  enemy  blew  a  chasm  through  metal    &    wire .    

                   in  the  thick  of  it ,    he  released  his  grip  on  her ,    skidding  to  a  stop  at  a  malfunctioning  door .    silver    &    yellow  stood  out  against  the  soot  coated  metal ,    washington  now  exerting  all  semblance  of  strength  to  pry  the  door  open .    a  thick  static  rolled  into  her  mind ,    blank  stare  fixated  on  him .    wet  warmth  had  pooled  in  the  back  of  her  helmet ,    gluing  golden  strands  down  to skin .        

                   he  turned    &    seemed  to  be  yelling ,    asking  for  help  maybe ,    but  she  just  can’t  comprehend  it .    everything  is  spinning    &    rot  has  crept  into  her  mouth .    helmet  is  peeled  off  with  an  urgency ,    the  blonde  staggering  into  the  wall  before  vomiting  whatever  lined  her  stomach .    blood  drips  from  the  tip  of  her  ponytail ,    slicked  along  her  jaw    &    spilling  from  her  temple .    

               a  smile  seems  misplaced  here ,    lashes  flutter  like  the  wings  of  a  moth  struggling  in  thick  tar .    he  is  kneeling  besides  her  now ,    hands  pressed  on  each  side  of  her  face .    “   when  did   his  helmet  come  off ?    why  does  he  look  so  scared ?    “    buffy  thinks ,    but  a  fog  ushers  any  more  inquires  away .    words  seem  so  distant  when  he  speaks ,    pleading  as  foreheads  touch .     ❛   waashie .    i’m  righttt  he--   ❜    body  slumped ,    eyes  rolling  back  as  the  world  went  to  a  new  shade  of  black . 

[insghts]

❝     what the hell,   damon !       ❞         volume of her voice rises with each word uttered ,     a  glare  shot through brown eyes .        ❝    why did you do that ?     I had it under control !      ❞

@griefwoven​   /   ♥  

[mortaele]

send  me  🍒  +  a  url  and  i  will  write   some  positivity  for  them.                          ACCEPTING    !

🍒 + GRIEFWOVEN           asked      by     :     @direwoven

@griefwoven​    /         look    i     kinda      think      we      have     the    same      brain      and     i      adore     people     i      can     just     YELL     ABOUT     OTPS    WITH     AND      I     CAN     WITH      THIS     ANGEL.      and     the       writing     it’s     just     CHEFS     KISS.     like      such     an      adorable     human     i     love     chatting      with      this     one     !!!!     

[lazaraes-a]

SHE'S     ONLY     HALF     AWAKE     &&     IF     YOU     WERE     TO     QUIZ     HER     ON     THE     TIME     SHE'D     LIKELY     FAIL     .          her     dreams     are     tinted     red     as     of     late     &&     while     it's     a     comforting     color     ,     one     that     warms     her     palms     &&     lights     up     her     fingertips     ,     it     glares     a     little     too     bright     on     the     underbelly     of     her     eyelids     .          ❛          clint     .          ❜          greeting     punctuated     by     a     yawn     half     hidden     behind     fingertips     before     reaching     out     ,     coffee     pot     dangling     from     curved     forefinger     in     offering     .          ❛          ---     coffee     ?          ❜          other     hand     is     wrapped     around     mug     of     her     own     ,     steam     curling     &&     announcing     just     how     hot     the     contents     are     .          without     blinking     ,     wanda     lifts     it     to     mouth     &&     takes     a     drink     ,     near     scalding     liquid     settling     warmly     within     belly     .          ❛          it's     extra     strong     .          ❜     

@griefwoven     (  c. barton + w. maximoff  )     S.C