mctwisty

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switching meredith to @ofskydust because i am too lazy to come on this blog (though let’s be honest, my activity on other blogs isn’t that great either, it’s just better than it’s here)

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sorry i haven’t been active. i am a little lost, my country is in political turmoil and i am tired. 

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if you guys think trump is bad... like... pls. try temer. 

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sorry i haven’t been active. i am a little lost, my country is in political turmoil and i am tired. 

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i passed one hundred followers!

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warricrhearted:

jordan contemplated both options, finally going for the second option. “alright - alright. give me the shot. just – i don’t want to feel the needles stitching me back up.” is he squeamish? a little. 

“you won’t feel a thing.” meredith picks up the syringe, checks it’s the right medication before saying. “you might want to look away.”

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warricrhearted:

“yeah. a vacation. that thing people do when they’re stressed.”

“well... um. i have two free days coming up, i can try to arrange my shifts to get some more time, but don’t expect any miracles.”

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warricrhearted:

“…pink eyeliner? seriously? you’re kidding! i wanna see that. where’s this going down?” 

“would i kid about that? near the nurses’s station, come on, i want to see it again. this time, with a different eye.” meredith said fishing out her camera of her pocket.

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arricrhearted:

“have you seen him? his arm is out of place. we need to put it back into place. you need to keep him steady.”

“all right.  let me just... yes. ok, holding him steady.”

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warricrhearted:

“it’ll pass. don’t worry, alright?” an arm looped around her shoulders, pulling her into his embrace. “you’ll be alright.” 

meredith breathed derek in, slowly relaxing into his embrace. “promise?”

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sorry for my random absence, i got distracted by other blogs.

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questions {meredith & derek}

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post-it-husband:

“Promise?” the faint smile grew wide onto his lips as he turned to face her. And in that moment, he began to realize that moments like these needed to be cherished, just like she had said. “Sleep sounds perfect,” he leaned forward, pressing a small kiss onto her forehead. “I love you and I will be right here when you wake up. And the next day,” he kissed the tip of her nose. “And the next day.”

“you are so corny.” she says resting her head in the brook of his neck. “like, that was really corny derek.” teasing him felt nice, she didn’t want them to lose the playfulness of their relationship. “i love you too. and i promise.”

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post-it-husband:

“Doesn’t seem to be any changes yet, but,” he turned toward her, a bright smile growing onto his lips. “The night is young and I’d like to think we’ve both got quite a bit of hope that’ll push this along. This is going to do great things,” he grabbed the coffee of his off the desk, his smile reminding himself that everything was going to be okay.

“Your coffee’s over there,” he nodded to the pastry and coffee setting a few places over from his. “We’ll need all the juju we can muster now.”

“thank you.” meredith immediately reaches for the coffee, gulping down one third of the drink in one go before reaching for a pastry. “this is good juju.” munching down on the muffin, meredith walked over so she could peer into the patient’s room.

“he is going to wake up.” she murmurs. “he is going to wake up and we will drink from that bottle of champagne. it will happen.”

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post-it-husband:

He continued to breathe her in, pulling her closer and closer as the kiss grew deeper. As she pulled away, a smile grew wider on his lips. “Well, good thing that I have all night to convince you otherwise.”

“first i want to see more of your moves. i am still not sure if you are an uncoordinated giraffe or just a flailing mess of limbs.” she teased stepping away from him.

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drderekshepherd-seattle:

“I’m not nervous.” Derek said. “Why would I be nervous? Its only my mom, and my sisters, and their partners, and their kids.” Derek told her.

“because you just said ‘ my mom, and my sisters, and their partners, and their kids ’, if you were relaxed you would have just said your family.”

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mcmachine:

                     “oh,  well that’s good!  i’m looking forward to those days,”  april said with a soft smile.  “of course,  i’m sure not long from now i’ll be complaining about how i wish she was tiny and attached at my hip again.  that’s how it goes,  right?”

                    “oh gosh. zola was such a cuddly baby, and now she is so independent! it scares me, in a few years she will be doing her own taxes! savour these moments with harriet, they will be over before you realize.”

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fatecrossed:

                   “that or she’d start trying to send minnick into all of my o.r.’s.  i think i’d rather take the crappy residents rather than dealing with her all day long.”

                  “oh god, don’t even mention her name. she is making the residents even more scalpel crazy, and not in a good way. they aren’t trolling for surgeries, they are following her around feeling entitled to them.”

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@twiisty → derek shepherd sc !

“i think we should take a vacation.”

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“a vacation?”