#xmcmusesx

[prettytragcdies]

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        Eyeing the energy drink that had just been placed back down on the desk, the makings of a frown began to appear on the brunette's face. "Those things can't be good for you," she commented, plopping down on the edge of her brother's bed. "What's the paper supposed to be about anyway? Maybe I can help."

[theirnarrative]

“this can’t be considered date night?” brows arch as a smile spreads across his features the lines beside his eyes to become more APPARENT. the surgical mask hides his smile and yet he knows his wife can see it. see the way his eyes glitter in only the way SHE could make them, even standing over the body of a man who’s brain tumor was staring up at them. “you, me, a supposed inoperable brain tumor. that sounds like date night.” 

@xmcmusesx || meredith 

[millicnreasons-blog]

        “ --- his name’s Lip? ---  what the hell kinda name is that? ---” Callie’s face can’t even cover the distaste, but this was he daughters boyfriend, so she was going to try to reserve her judgement at least until she’d met the guy, “ --okay, so where did you meet Lip? --- he go to your school? ---” she asks, trying to level her tone, “ you should bring him round for dinner sometime. ” she suggests a forced smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. // @xmcmusesx ( bc this has gotta be funny! )

[prettytragcdies]

xmcmusesx for Owen

        “You would think that someone who cracks people’s chests open on a daily basis would also be able to do something as simple as putting a dollhouse together, but you’d be wrong,” Teddy sighed, tossing the little booklet of directions over on the coffee table as she slumped down onto the couch. She needed a break, some hot chocolate, and maybe even some help.

[soldierheartcd]

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        Something always felt off on the days when she and Isaac barely spoke anything other than a quick hello while passing each other in the hallways. Okay, so maybe it was a little bit more than just a simple greeting, but it definitely wasn’t the same as when they actually got to sit together during lunch or be partners for certain projects in some of their classes. Maybe it was kind of annoying just how much time the pair spent together, but they were two teenagers in love.

        No further explanation necessary.

        “How much longer do you think we have?” A hint of a small sigh passed Delia’s lips as she rested her head against her boyfriend’s shoulder, finally voicing the question in which she had been dreading the answer to ever since Issac’s surprise arrival. “I wish you could just tell your dad that you were studying late at a friend’s and just decided to stay over or something and he’d actually believe it. Then you wouldn’t have to go at all.”

[soldierheartcd]

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        The smallest of smiles lined Delia’s lips upon hearing that she had indeed gotten her wish, despite the fact that she felt anything but happy. Truth be told, she’d much rather be spending the day in a classroom than in bed feeling so crummy. At least in school there would be friends to hang out with. At home it was just her. Well, Henry was there as well, but risking getting him sick was a chance that his only daughter didn’t want to take, even if she would be willing to take care of him the way that he was taking care of her right now.

        “Got it.” The firm nod of her head was a mistake, and green eyes were forced to tightly shut in an effort to stop the room from going blurry and her head from aching. “Thank you, Daddy.” Just before Henry was completely out of sight, it occurred to her to add one final request. “Don’t forget the extra marshmallows!”

[soldierheartcd]

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        “Okay, fine. I believe you. You don’t have to get so defensive about it.” Maybe she hadn’t seen exactly what she’d thought she saw. Maybe it wasn’t such a good idea to let it show just how much she really cared about the whole situation. All that would prove in the end was that she was a lot more invested than he was, and Delia had no right whatsoever to insert herself in the middle of a relationship she quite obviously didn’t belong in.

        “Just promise me–” The thought trailed off midway through, leaving her with the sudden realization that she was doing exactly what she’d just agreed to stop. “Just keep your eyes wide open, okay? That’s all I’m asking.”

[theirnarrative]

he was trying to make them work. to fix what they both had destroyed in very DIFFERENT ways. his grudge against mark and addison would be one he’d die with, never fully able to let it go despite how much he cared for the both of them. it wasn’t marks fault, not really. their marriage failed because of him. MCDREAMY wasn’t perfect, he had failed. he had a chance still, OWED it to addison to try and make this right. “you don’t deserve me pretending to care. i do care, addison. i want to make this right. i want to try.” please let me try. he was a BRILLIANT surgeon, able to fix incurable aliments. he had to be able to fix his own marriage. “have dinner with me.” it’s a plea as ocean colored eyes rise to meet his wife’s gaze. “let me show you i care, that i’m still affectionate towards you.” 

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