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noahsartt · 2 months

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My reservations with the 2022 Interview with the Vampire tv series:

My thoughts on amc’s Interview with the Vampire (2022) tv series compared to the 1976 source material and what I liked about the 1994 movie.

Some reflections before the second season airs. I watched the series as it was coming out in 2022, so these thoughts have been sitting for over a year.

This is a subjective critique of the show, not me hating on it. I liked the show a lot & watched it twice. Many of the key changes were extremely creative ways of exploring those characters from new perspectives, instead of just pointlessly remaking something that's been done before. Distinct creative change should be the basis of every remake, no point is making something 'new' if there's nothing new about it. This show knew that, and the changes for the most part were written beautifully. ...But the movie is still my favourite despite its many flaws. Camp classic right there.

Issues with the show:

Making it take place 100 years later, it ruins the specific aesthetic of the book for me. (But I understand they had to in order to re-write Louis & Claudia as black).

Aging up Claudia. The way Bailey Bass played Claudia was amazing, no notes at all for her. I just wish they kept her younger because that was a very symbolic part of what made Claudia’s original character so tragic. She suffers in an entirely different way to Louis because of her age. New Claudia is supposed to be in the body of a 14 year old, but the actress was 18/19 so she looks much older already, and no matter how well she played it, the age factor can’t be helped. Being stuck eternally in the body of a 5 year old (book) is so different to a 14 year old, who looks much older (tv show). Kirsten Dunst who was 10 in the movie, was able to play the little child - adult vampire progression a lot better. People say Claudia's original age is too 'disturbing' to see on screen... but that's the character...

Daniel being old… WHY?? Just so they could tie together the storyline or him meeting Armand multiple decades before ???? I only read IWTV and some of the TVL so I don't know everything that happens down the line for him, or what amc plans for the character in the show... but I don't understand the aging up except for 'diversity' reasons. Which, ok, but just to check a box? Louis and Claudia's race change make sense as a creative decision. But the Daniel in the book and film is a 20-something year old which is why he's so fascinated by Louis' 'gift', and doesn't understand the message Louis is sending, instead wanting to become a vampire too. Why would old Daniel want those same things? Changing Daniel's age is such an inherent thing... it's like if they didn't make Lestat blond. Eric Bogosian plays him funny though, I will say that. Christian Slater kind of just sat there.

Louis having no money and needing Lestat's financial support for his business ventures????? When it’s supposed to be Lestat leeching off Louis' estate … WHY. Why did they change something so fundamental about their dynamic. Lestat moves in because he needs wealth and Louis has it. And then he starts acting like it's both of theirs and Louis just lets him. Funniest thing ever. But in the show Louis moves in with him instead. That's just wrong.

Louis asking (basically begging) Lestat to make Claudia when Lestat is supposed to be the one to do it in order to ensure Louis doesn't leave him. Another fundamental part of their relationship that just got flipped around completely... and for what? Why did it change the things it didn't need to?

Antoinette... girl why are you there... we don't need more characters. Go away.

The guy that Louis gets with to make Lestat jealous …. why is he there either? In the book they don't need to bring other people in to irritate each other.

One of the most perfect scenes from the film was when Lestat was tormenting that girl and trying to get Louis to kill her. The show’s version with the opera singer wasn’t the same. The original scene is such a good depiction of their dynamic with each other: Lestat's eccentric killing methods and Louis’ shame and guilt. The show’s version didn’t live up to it. That scene was so excellent in what it set out to do. It captured their back and forth in such a simple way. That dynamic follows them forever, even as Louis begins to accept his nature, that spark of annoyance towards Lestat is ready to become a full fire at any moment. That scene is enough to be a full character study. The show has little bits here and there which capture something similar. But they should have recreated that scene at least.

Claudia and Lestat's relationship evolving from enjoying each others company and similarities, to detesting each other and competing for Louis’ affection. They didn’t spend enough time on Lestat and Claudia’s relationship in the show to fully demonstrate that, only a few scenes of them driving together and hunting together at the beginning. Even the two hour movie found a way to intergrade that better. Their relationship and the way Claudia is so starkly similar to Lestat when they move to Paris, is one of the my favourite parts of the book to analyse. Louis leaving Lestat and moving all the way across the ocean, only to be reminded of him in everything Claudia did. The show did have some purposeful parallels between Lestat and Claudia in the dialogue which I appreciate, I hope that continues in season 2.

Louis being in on Claudia's plan to kill Lestat and even being the one to finish off Lestat when it’s supposed to be Claudia’s idea on her own...?? Lestat's death is supposed to be an "ok, I guess that was necessary, time to move on with our lives now," moment for Louis. But he wasn't supposed to have the courage or the want to be the one to do it himself. He was hesitant and regretful in the show, but he still slit his throat... it was supposed to be Claudia alone. Credit where credit is due, the scene was beautifully filmed, the red blood on white cloth looked incredible and the entire scene captured the tone of devastation that the movie didn't. It was all very quick and emotionless in the movie.

Even though I hate Br*d Pitt's acting, his Louis was way more accurate to the book Louis. He basically was the embodiment of book Louis. Just sad and whiny the entire time. New Louis had more to him, I think Jacob Anderson even said in an interview that it was a purposeful decision to give Louis more grit. It's not a change I appreciated because it alters the original character too much. You can't change something that fundamental. Just ugh. In the show, Louis is more angry than pathetically sad, it’s very different to how the character was originally written.

Sam Reid’s Lestat is pretty on the nose but still more serious than the original Lestat & Tom Cruise’s portrayal which was the perfect level of camp and eccentric. Tom cruise was playing Lestat from just IWTV but Sam Reid is playing him with the baggage of his entire life as written in the other books, maybe that's why he is different. Maybe his performance is even better because of it. I haven't read the other books so I can't really say.

I won't say anything about Armand (yet) because he hasn’t had his time to shine. We’ll see after season 2. I loved Antonio Banderas as Armand, and even though he was very different from how book Armand was, it was a change I liked. New Armand is going to be more accurate to the books I believe, but i didn’t like how Armand was there the entire time Louis was being interviewed… why...

Maybe I am one of the few that doesn't overtly appreciate the 'fresh' take of this story. Many of the things that draw me to the book and the movie have been taken away in this adaptation.

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I recommend this fan fiction that explores the idea of Louis being a person of colour in the context of the original book's 1700s timeline. It explores the intersectionality of Louis' struggle with vampirism, queerness & race while still being authentic to the book. Go read it.

In the Author's words: This is NOT a rewrite of the AMC TV show, nor does it intend to be. This is us making one (subtextually plausible) change to canon in order to 1) explore underlying issues with the source material and 2) see how it affects the way the events of IWTV played out.

Ok that's it. Will maybe add to this when the second season airs. For months, this was just for me in my notes app but what is tumblr for if not to air out my locked away ideas.

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mrs-johansson · 5 months

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Strangers in the night - Scarlett Johansson x Fem!Reader

Part 20:

“Today we are joined by an amazing actress, director, and screenwriter. You’ve seen her in films like Red Sparrow, Lady Bird, and the Divergent trilogy. Please welcome, Y/n Cole,” called out James Corden and I walked out from the back.

I sat on the sofa and before we started he introduced the other guest. Ellen fucking Pompeo. “Oh my god hi,” I stood up and Ellen spread her arms with a wide smile. “Hi!” She said and we hugged. “I am fangirling, so sorry,” we all sat down. “I’m guessing you’re a Grey’s Anatomy fan, Y/n,” started James. “Are you kidding? I live and breathe by Grey’s Anatomy,” I said and the crowd laughed along with Ellen. “It’s season 15 now, who is your favorite character at the moment?” “Ugh… I looove Meredith,” I glanced at Ellen and she smiled. “I truly think since Derek died, she’s a better character in general. I love Jo, oh Amelia, she’s the best. Alex is one of my favorites too, along with Bailey. I can’t choose!” I sighed and shook my head. “Do you watch the show often?” Asked James. “Oh yeah. Very often. Actually, I made my girlfriend watch it with me, so we started at the beginning,” I said, already nervous about what was coming now that I mentioned Scarlett. James saw the opportunity and with a smile, he started talking. “Now that you’ve mentioned, you just went public with your girlfriend who’s none other than Scarlett Johansson,” he said and the crowd erupted in cheers and I just shyly smiled. “I was genuinely surprised when I saw your post. I haven’t heard any rumors or that kind of talk around the two of you,” he said. “That was a struggle, believe me,” I chuckled, and then so did the crowd. “We did our very best to lay low at all times. And we just shot Jojo Rabbit so it was very important for us not to look like we’re just trying to promote the movie, so we just laid low for a while now.” “But you’re happy?” Asked James and I smiled very widely just knowing how happy I actually am. “I can’t even describe how happy I am. It just feels… right,” I explained even though I could barely put my feelings into words.

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“Please water them Scar, they're gonna die if you don’t,” I basically whined as she helped me move my suitcases into the car outside. “I will water your plants every day,” she let the suitcase over to my driver who put it in the truck. “Thank you,” I said and he sat behind the wheel. “Have fun and text me when you can. I’ll bring Rose when I can,” Scarlett took my hands. Smiling cutely. “I will. I’ll miss you but it’s gonna be fun when I come home,” I smiled and she nodded. “It sure will.” “Okay, I need to leave. I love you,” I gave her a long kiss before pulling her in a hug. “I love you too.”

I got into the car and we made our way to the airport where I got on the plane and took off to Massachusetts.

On the plane I’ve read the script multiple times, memorizing my bigger parts.

When I touched down I checked into the hotel and because we have a tight schedule, the table read was just 2 hours after my landing.

Getting all my essentials for the rest of the day and I was at the office in no time.

I don’t think I’ve ever been so comfortable going into a new project. I’ve worked with the director before, I’ll have Flo there and Timmy, and the only thing I was nervous about is Meryl Streep. I don’t think I need to explain that.

I walked into the room and I spotted Florence right away, who was speaking to Emma Watson and Eliza Scanlen. There was Greta Gerwig at the front table talking with probably the producers. I didn’t see Timothée anywhere so I quickly texted him but then I felt a gentle hand on my shoulder. I turned around and I was faced with the icon herself, Meryl Streep. “I didn’t mean to scare you, sorry. I just wanted to say hi, before we start,” she said and I was just standing there, my mouth dry. The next thing I know something just hit me in the back. Like a crumpled piece of paper. Quickly cleaned my throat and answered. “Sorry,” I chuckled. “It’s so nice to meet you. I’m such a big fan of yours, but I’m sure you get this from everyone,” I mumbled, trying to not faint. “Oh well, it’s not the same from everyone, so thank you. But, I must say I’m also a fan of your work. Red Sparrow was amazing,” said MERYL STREEP. I can’t wait to tell my dad about this. “Wow, uhm… thank you so much. It means a lot,” I smiled and with a hand on my shoulder once again she stepped away and went over to Greta. Timmy literally jumped to my side and I’m sure he heard everything because he had a big smile on his face, his eyebrows almost meeting with his hairline from the excitement. “That was siiick,” he whisper-yelled and shook me by the shoulders. “I just can’t believe that happened,” I said. I spoke with everyone a little, and I was really excited about this movie.

After we all got our seats, Greta spoke a few words and we started.

We had such a great time. Everyone was laughing and when something emotional happened we all paid attention to those who were in the scene.

Around 8 pm we finished and it was amazing. We all had great chemistry with each other so I think this is gonna work out really well.

“Do you guys want to go have dinner? I know a great place,” I suggested and most of them accepted the invite.

Timothée, Florence and I got into one car and Emma, Eliza, James and Laura into the other one. Laura needed a little convincing to tag along because she said “I’m too old to go with all of you”, but she’s way too cool not to come with us.

We all fell into conversation pretty quickly as we got to the restaurant. Everyone was talking to someone and I think everyone felt comfortable with one another. “So you get to experience both Noah and Greta’s directing methods, that must be interesting,” I said to Laura who was sitting next to me. “Yeah, it’s so fun. Both of them are so different but I’m sure they’ll have some similarities.” “You guys shot the whole of Marriage Story on film, right?” “Yes, but I’m sure Scarlett told you all about it,” she smiled cheekily. I smiled shyly and nodded. “She did, yeah. I love the story so much, it’s just so full of love and your character just seems so fun and cool,” I said. “It is an amazing story. Noah did such a great job with the script. But let’s not talk about work in off time too, I could barely get Scarlett away from her phone while working,” she bumped her shoulder to mine and I just smiled. “I uhm… we talked a lot that time yeah,” I said and Laura smiled knowingly. “Ah well her smile was different. She was happy and glowing. I think you surprised everyone, but I could tell it’s genuine. I’m glad you have each other.”

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“Hello?” Heard the voice over the phone. “Scarlett? Baby, hi,” I mumbled as I saw her beautiful face on the screen. “Okay, you’re drunk. First day went well then,” she chuckled adorably. “It was so fun! Oh my God, Meryl Streep is amazing. She said Red Sparrow was amazing. Funny because I’m naked in that one,” I said while taking my dress off, but I accidentally stumbled onto the couch. “Careful there.” “I’m fine,” I threw the dress on the floor and made my way to the bed. “Take off your makeup before you go to bed, baby,” said Scarlett over the phone. “I don’t want to though,” I whined as I sat on the fluffy bed. “You’ll thank me tomorrow.” “Fine,” I sighed and moved to the bathroom. “How was your day?” I mumbled as I fidgeted with my skincare bag. “It was good. We had some reshoots for Endgame so it was fun,” she said. “Oh don’t tell me any spoilers or I’m gonna cry,” I started to take my makeup off. “I won’t, I won’t. I think you’re gonna like it though.” “Yeah? I’m sure you’ll look hot in it so I’m not worried,” I smirked at the screen and she just laughed. “I’ve never seen you this drunk before, how much did you have?” “Just a couple glasses to be honest,” I shrugged. “Aha, I’m not so sure about that.” “I’m telling you, it wasn’t a lot.” “If I text Laura, are you sure she’s gonna say the same thing?” I glanced down at the phone and a smile pulled on my lips. “No.” “Yeah, that’s what I thought, but I’m glad you’re already having fun. I’m sure it’s gonna be a great shoot.” “Oh my god, yeeees. I love everyone so much,” I threw the makeup wipes in the trash and rinsed my face with cold water before going back to the bedroom. “Take a painkiller in case this all goes to hell. And drink a lot of water.” “I��ve been drunk before, I know how this works Mom,” I chuckled. “I just want to make sure you’re okay, baby.” “I know, I know. Thank you for that,” I blew a kiss towards the screen. “Always. What’s the plan tomorrow?” She asked. As I could see, she was just lying in bed with glasses and a big sweatshirt on. The TV reflected from her glasses making it a bit difficult to see her eyes. “Rehearsals for the next week and just after that we start shooting. But I can’t waaaait, I’m so excited for this one. I just know that it’s gonna be so so good and fun,” I laid down in bed and pulled the covers up to my chin. “I’m excited for you and to see it. Have you done a period movie yet, I don’t think so, right?” “Not this old, no. The latest was the Gatsby I think,” I yawned while trying hard to focus on the conversation. “You should go to bed, Y/n,” Scarlett said as she got up from her bed. “I really should but I love talking to my girlfriend, she’s kinda fun you know,” I rolled over to my stomach, trying to get comfortable. “Yeah? Well, your girlfriend is not going anywhere so you can speak to her whenever you’re free.” “I know,” I said slowly, just looking at the screen and admiring how amazing she was. “I love you,” I said, still feeling the booze. “I love you too, you drunk. Go to bed, honey. Text me when you wake up, okay?” She said softly with the cutest smile on her face. “I will. I love you.” “I love you too, sleep well.” “You too.”

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All the cast members filled up the room as we were waiting for Greta. Florence on my right side and Timothée on the left. Sunglasses on both of their faces, sliding off their chairs, heads tilted back. “How are you not dead?” Murmured Timmy as he pulled the hood of his sweater over his head. “I have an amazing girlfriend who takes care of me. And you crazy people just downed every glass you found on the table,” I gave him a bottle of water. “Thanks.”

“Alright everybody, I hope you had a good night's sleep. Today is like to go through some of the bigger monologues so we can work on those if it’s necessary,” Greta explained and as I looked at my friends, I quietly chuckled. “Today’s gonna be fun.”

#gxg #scarlett johansson x you #scarlett johansson x female reader #scarlett johansson x reader #scarlett johansson imagines #scarlett johansson #timothee chamalet #florence pugh

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bronx-bomber87 · 4 months

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Happy Monday everyone :) Another amazing intense look in this one. Continuing the longing pattern. Their pining era was primo af I have to say. Mostly about Rosalind and Bailey in this one but we get some goodies in between there. Super short one but off we go.

5x04 The Choice

We start off with Bailey being trapped in Rosalind’s homemade trap. She FaceTimes John so they can see what they're dealing with inside. Just love her being as close to Tim as possible. Seriously be closer you two I dare you. I love how Lucy makes sure to come right next to Tim. That magnetic pull never fails. Mainly why I wanted to show this moment. To just to display personal space isn't even a thing even when they're on weird ground. They legit can't help themselves and don't even know they're doing it.

They all meet in a shop to discuss things privately. Worried the entire house is bugged. Lucy comes in after they have their convo. You can see she is buzzing with nerves. Trying to keep herself in check. I love how Tim’s eyes keep flicking back to check on her. It’s subconscious and I love it so much. He wants to comfort her but they’re in a tricky place. So he just checks on her the best he can from where he’s seated. Lucy stays back with Tim to stay with Bailey. Doesn’t want her to be alone at all during this. She’s the best. You wonder why Tim is in love with her. Things like this.

Nolan has been taken away by Rosalind at this point. She called him and said she would kill Bailey if he didn’t trade himself for her. Brings us to her floating in the tank asking for John. Lucy doesn’t know what to say so she looks to her person help her. Basically tagging Tim in with just a look. Their silent communication never ceases to amaze me. Tim steps in a comforts Bailey for Lucy and I love it.

He does this on Lucy's behalf. Look at him he would've struggled with this just a couple years ago. Now look at him. He's tagging in for his girl. Who reawakened all this in him in the first place. Always has her back no matter what. Makes my heart happy. Even when they’re in their “moving on” pining phase. Just little things like this make me so happy. Giving us good crumbs in eps with low content for them.

Bailey is doing dunk tests to see how long she can hold her breath. Lucy is barely keeping it together for her. She keeps looking to Tim for comfort and strength. I love it sfm. Her natural instinct is to reach out to him. Despite the weird place they’re in he’s her rock. Their looks say so much above. Just look at them. Checking in on each other with just their looks. Their chemistry is unreal. So much love in those looks too. Also a lot being said in them. Their chemistry never ceases to amaze me.

They finally get the floorboard open to get to the tank below. Tim calls Lucy over for no reason other than he wants to be with her. Anyone could’ve held his belt but he wanted his girl with him before he went down. Also to let her know she could follow him afterwards if it’s safe. No one else he wants having his six. Lucy tries to offer to go but no way in hell he was going to allow that.

Protective Tim is present and accounted for. I love her look when he tells her no. She does a little whine of disagreement. Lucy looks sick with worry. She doesn’t want him going down there either. Especially without her. It’s killing her to not have his back for this. That’s her natural default. He would rather sacrifice himself before letting her get hurt. *heart clutch* Best part of the episode right here.

She clutches his duty belt in worry as he descends into that hole. I love how he doesn’t take his eyes off her until the very last second. Could be the last time he sees her face depending on what’s down there. Makes sure to make most of it as he is lowered down. Tim is determined she is the last thing he sees before he faces whatever is below. What a damn romantic. His body was being lowered possibly into a explosive trap and he refused to break his gaze with her. *fans self* That man loves you Lucy Chen. That intense looks could set this house on fire my god.

The way she watches him descend. My damn heart. The hitch in her breath when he falls out of sight. Weird place or not her whole world just disappeared under that floorboard. Into god knows what and all she can do is stand there waiting. He said she should could follow if it was clear. She is antsy to follow him. To hear him give the all clear. Also had there been traps they would've had to drag her away from that hole. Because she would’ve jumped head long in to get him. Such a good moment for them. That look is seared into my shipper brain.

They end up saving Bailey with some impressive timing. Well Lucy does when Bailey's surfaced. We get to watch her be a bad ass and do CPR on her. Which is amazing to watch her perform. John ends up not killing Rosalind to save her. Which good thing the team did cause she would’ve died otherwise. Rosalind gets killed by her partner instead as John tries to get her booked. They're walking outside and she is clipped by a bullet before he can finish calling it in.

They roll up and see Rosalind’s dead body. Lucy is in shock she’s dead. Tim does the best he can do in the moment for her. Telling her she only seemed larger than life. Melissa crushing this scene with her expression. In disbelief she’s actually dead. This woman who has haunted her nightmares for so long. Given her so much PTSD is finally gone. Lucy starts to analyze why she did this. Tim won't let her go down that rabbit hole. She's taken up enough of Lucy's mental space by now.

Tim wants her to refocus. Saying that doesn't matter now. She is gone and he doesn't want her to dwell on it. She can truly start to close that chapter of her life now. It is surreal she is gone I know I felt that way too. Bless Annie for finishing off this SL even while she was sick. A true BAMF. LOVED her in Castle and Loved her in this as well. Hell of a villain.

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Side notes-Non chenford

None really in this one.

Thank you forever and always to you who read, like, comment and reblog these you are all amazing :) See you in 5x05.

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reginageorgesgirlfriend3020 · 2 months

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Sam Carpenter as your girlfriend headcannons (Part 26)

She always wants to know which songs are about her

Always tried to get a sneak peek of your next song

Her pet name for you is snuggle.

You became Sam’s hero when you won the basketball game against Quinn she got so embarrassed she never became ghost face again and just disappeared.

Sam says you’re like a magician with the basketball

Even against detective Bailey and Ethan they wanted no part of you and left the state

Because they know you’ll kick their ass in a game of basketball

And you’re like 6’6 they know not to mess with you

You have crazy handles with the basketball it makes Sam wanna smile and say “oh my god how does she do that?!”

Of course your dad played professional basketball so it’s no secret where and how you learned to play as good as him

When Sam needs her rest for working two jobs she lays on her tummy in bed and just groans and wants to get some rest

And you lay on top of her giving her a massage

She is really kind to you

She treats you amazing and will never take out her aggravation on you

You’ve taught her not to be ashamed about her past and with due time to let it go

Sam is a stud muffin of a hugger

I mean her arms around you is everything you love about her

The connection, the emotion, the love, feeling loved, feeling safe around Sam

You feel that all with her hugs

And her kisses oh forget about it they drive you wild

She checks out your butt in that tight pair of jeans you know she does it and you don’t mind

Isn’t a heavy sleeper and will wake up in the middle of the night to hold you so close to her

#sam carpenter #sam carpenter x y/n #sam carpenter x reader #sam carpenter × you #sam carpenter headcanons #sam carpenter x female reader #sam carpenter imagine #melissa barrera

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somber-sapphic · 11 months

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Can I request 3 and 4 with 🐍 and💐 for Callie and Arizona if it's okay with Callie being sick? I am loving everything that you have already written! You write with Marina super well I can't wait to see what you can do with Callie/Arizona.

Chicken Soup for the Surgeon

〖Notes: I had a bit of trouble trying to get the characters down for this one, I hope you like it.〗

〖Summary: Arizona's superpower is never wrong. That doesn't mean that Callie will listen.〗

〖Word Count: 2398 〗

☾Masterlists☽

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Arizona had warned her. She had warned her ten hours ago, saying that she should take the day off of work because she’d be sick. Callie wasn’t typically one to ignore her wife’s typically valid points, but she scoffed at the idea that the perky blonde could predict when someone would be sick with no evidence at all.

As a medical professional, she needed evidence for just about any decision in her life. There came a certain comfort when one worked in a field driven by science, a level of surety that was never swayed by opinion. No matter what someone believed there was a correct answer. There may have been multiple, but there was always an answer if you were willing to find it.

Imagine the orthopedic surgeon's annoyance when she woke up for her next shift with a pounding headache and stuffy nose. She groaned inwardly and rolled over in bed, surprised to find it empty. Her wife was nowhere to be seen. Shit.

The brunette checked the time and her ‘shit’ feeling grew more intense. She was late. She was so very late.

Ignoring the protests of her overly exhausted body the surgeon pulled herself out of bed and raced to the bathroom, pulling on the first clothes that she managed to yank from the dresser. She managed to brush her teeth while doing her hair, a feat that she was mildly impressed by. She was capable of doing anything if she was late.

Callie ran into the kitchen, grabbing her bags as she headed for the door, pulling up short when she saw a note on the counter.

Calliope-

Don’t you dare come to work today. Bailey knows you’re sick and is under orders to alert me if you are seen entering the hospital. There’s chicken soup in the fridge, heat it for lunch. I’ll call you in a few hours to check-in.

Love you,

Arizona

The note gave the ill doctor pause. What if she did say home? What if she followed her wife’s orders and went back to bed? She knew from experience that Arizona made amazing chicken noodle soup, it was practically the only thing that she could cook. She also knew that there was a good chance that the blonde would come home to her if she asked.

Callie pushed the thought away as quickly as it had appeared, she probably wouldn’t be allowed to see patients but she could at least fill out paperwork. Like most of her coworkers, she was awful about finishing her paperwork on time, there was just so much going on that she didn’t always have time.

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Amelia was startled from her intense study of the brain scan by a hacking cough that reverberated off of the walls and made her chest hurt in sympathy. She poked her head through the doorway and curled her lip at the sight of Callie stumbling down the hallway.

“Torres!” She called, pulling the brunette’s attention away from whatever her original task was. Based on the glazed look in the Ortho Goddesses eyes and the emptiness in her expression Amelia wasn’t even sure that she had a task.

“Damn, you’ve kept that cough through two colds and it sounds like you’re on your third.” The neurosurgeon murmured, pressing the back of her hand against Callie’s hot forehead. She grimaced and the other doctor took a few quick steps away, looking dazed. She turned away and began to cough into her arm, doing her best to shield the woman in front of her from the germs.

Amelia reared back, covering her mouth with a hand.

“No, nope. I have to be in a kid's brain in two hours, you are not giving me whatever that is. Go home Callie, you’re gross.” She wrinkled her nose and gave Callie a sympathetic pat on the shoulder before running off to rub hand sanitizer on any part of her body that might have been exposed to whatever her friend was currently infected with.

The ill woman sniffled tiredly and trudged down the hall, not going anywhere in particular. With her brain on autopilot, Callie found herself wandering onto the pediatric unit, right to where Arizona was signing reports outside of a young patient's room.

“I want a clotting test done on her and make sure to continue monitoring her vitals, page me if they drop any lower.” The blonde doctor ordered, smiling warmly at a nurse. The man nodded and went to get the things needed for the clotting test.

Callie realized her mistake at the last second and tried to veer off course, but it was too late, she had been seen. The pediatric surgeon glared at her sick girlfriend and shook her head, resisting the urge to start yelling in the middle of the hallway.

While the woman always loved her heelies, she was particularly grateful for them in that moment, it made it much easier to catch up with her fleeing lover.

“Calliope! What the hell are you doing here?” She hissed, grabbing the brunette's shoulder and spinning her around. Callie looked at her with wide eyes, seeming at a loss for words. She was never at a loss for words, she always had something to say.

Arizona felt her heart drop at the look on the woman’s face, she just looked exhausted and confused.

“Callie. Baby. Why are you here?” She asked, her voice softening as she let go of the frustration. Her girlfriend had a fever, she wasn’t fully aware of what was happening.

“I um…I didn’t want to be alone.” Callie said sheepishly, refusing to meet Arizona’s eyes. She was incredibly embarrassed by the admission, she wasn’t one to express any kind of weakness, and this, this was weakness. This was just about as bad as it could get. She was vulnerable, she wanted her girlfriend.

“Oh, Calliope. Okay,” The blonde sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose as she tried to figure out what she should do. She could stick the other woman in a room until her shift was over, that might be the best course of action. Or she could just take her home to make sure that she rested and it was probably best to remove her from the hospital entirely so that she didn't sneak off to work.

“Ellen,” She said, turning back to one of the nurses. “I’m going to take Dr. Torres home, I want you to page Dr. Montgomery-Shepard if anything happens. She will decide if I am needed.” The nurse nodded her understanding and gave Callie a sympathetic smile. The doctor wrinkled her nose in distaste, unhappy that she was getting so much attention. She just wanted her girlfriend.

“C’mon Callie. Let’s go.” Arizona whispered, looping her arm through the other woman’s. Callie coughed into her shoulder and the ped’s surgeon hummed her disapproval and rubbed her back to calm the fit.

“You okay?”

“Mhm,” Callie replied, rasped rather, her eyes dull and clouded with fever. She had started to shiver a bit, inching closer to the woman by her side. Arizona held her a bit tighter as they walked out of the building, throwing a wave at a slightly annoyed-looking Bailey on the way out.

One look at the orthopedic surgeon and the woman’s expression turned from frustrated confusion to a mix of disgust and concern. She waved back with a slight eye-roll, leaving the two to go home.

Callie fell asleep as soon as Arizona started the car, her cold taking everything out of her. The blonde smiled over at her girlfriend, her heart swelling at just how beautiful she was. The wrinkles on her forehead were gone, leaving a soft content expression on her face.

Her lips were parted and her nose was red, but that didn’t take away from her overall beauty. It added a sort of vulnerability to the woman’s stoic demeanor. That was when Arizona realized: she was in love with Calliope Torres.

She drove in silence, contemplating the revelation that she’d just had, glancing over at the sick brunette every few seconds just to reassure herself that the woman was still breathing. The quiet was only broken by the sounds of Callies soft snores and sniffles.

When they arrived home Arizona was almost hesitant to wake the brunette, she was sleeping more peacefully than she had in weeks. But her cheeks were flushed and her nose had begun to run across her lip, they needed to go inside.

She climbed out of the car and shut the door quietly, hoping to give her just a few more seconds of rest. The blonde opened Callie’s door and touched her shoulder, squeezing it gently to wake her up.

“Hey Callie, it's time to wake up.” She murmured, reaching up to tuck a lock of thick dark hair behind her lover's ear. The brunette started, sitting up quickly with wide confused eyes. She stared at Arizona, almost looking right through her.

“Hey baby, it’s okay.” Callie frowned, looking around, disoriented as she tried to take in her surroundings. She was pretty sure she’d fallen asleep at the hospital, but…this wasn’t the hospital.

“We’re at home, remember?” The blonde could read her mind and any other day it would be cute, but for now it was creepy. It was making her nervous, she didn’t fully understand what was happening and all she wanted to do was go back to sleep, hopefully in her girlfriend’s arms.

“We’re at home?” She asked, blinking tiredly up at her fellow surgeon.

“Mhm, we’re home. Come on, let's get you inside.” Arizona wrapped an arm around Callie’s waist and helped her walk inside, being incredibly careful not to let her trip up the steps. It was a slow, painstaking process, but soon enough she had the brunette in the bedroom, standing near the bed.

“I gotta change.”

“Woah, woah, sit down your complexion’s scaring me. I’ll help you change, okay? Let's take your temp first.” The pediatric surgeon whipped out a thermometer and dragged it across Callie’s forehead, simultaneously forcing the brunette to sit down. She held the woman’s chin in hand as she stared at the device in her hand.

“Okay, 101.6, that’s not as bad as I thought. Here, I want you to change into these while I get some NyQuil, which you will be taking. Understood?” Arizona had gone full-on doctor mode, not leaving anything up to fate. She would be taking everything into her own hands to make sure that her girlfriend got better instead of worse.

Callie sighed and nodded, slightly relieved to have her girlfriend with her. She wasn’t alone, she didn’t have to deal with it on her own, and she had someone to take care of her. The brunette watched as Arizona left the room and began the painstaking process of undressing, her muscles aching in protest with her every move.

She had managed to pull on the sweatpants and get the shirt half off when the other woman returned, a bottle of Nyquil in one hand and a glass of orange juice in the other. She set her things down on the bedside table and chuckled at he lover's predicament, rolling her eyes slightly.

“Need some help?” She chuckled, moving to pull the shirt off the rest of the way and replace it with the soft cotton one. With the woman changed and sitting in bed, she was now pouting up at her blonde lover.

“I don’t feel good.” The brunette complained, sniffling pathetically. Her cheeks were flushed which was a huge contrast to the pallor of the rest of her skin. As soon as the ‘I’m the toughest person in the room grrr’ attitude wore off, Callie turned into a big baby when she was sick. It was sort of endearing.

“I know Callie. Take this and drink half of that OJ and then you can get some sleep.” Arizona ordered, handing over the small ‘shot glass’ of medicine. The ill woman grimaced and glanced up with a ‘do I have to?’ look on her face that she hoped would work. She forgot that her girlfriend got that look all of the time.

“Nice try, take it.” With a long-suffering sigh, Callie did what she was told, being sure to exaggerate her disgusted expression the whole time.

“You’re mean.” She grumbled, reaching for the orange juice to chase the awful taste of the medicine.

“Yeah, but I’m cute.” Arizona grinned back at her and began to change, pulling her hair out of its ponytail as she climbed back into comfy clothes, fully intending to join her girlfriend.

Callie drank about a quarter of the OJ before she couldn’t do it anymore, her throat protesting against the acidity of the drink. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to make Arizona happy, but she just couldn’t drink anymore.

“Alright, I guess that’ll do. Now, you are going to take a nap and I am going to do some work. Sound good?” The blonde wasn’t really looking for an agreement, it was happening whether or not Callie wanted, but thankfully she did.

She curled into the woman’s side as she pulled the blankets over the two of them, opening her laptop as she settled under the covers. The slightly younger surgeon put one hand on the top of Callie’s head, stroking her hair as she typed with one hand, the clack of the keys lulling the sick woman into a sleepy daze.

“‘Zona?” She mumbled, already slurring as she began to fall asleep. Arizona hummed in response, not looking up from her screen. She had files to finish and this was the perfect excuse to catch up on some of the pointless work that she’d been putting off.

“Love you ‘Zona.” She stopped in her work and looked down at the woman by her side, a smile spreading across her lips. Callie was chuckling quietly, her body shaking with quiet laughter.

“I love you too. Now shush, I need to work.” And that was that. Calliope Torres lay with Arizona Robbins, one sleeping fitfully while the other worked. It wasn’t the most glamorous sick day, and it wasn’t the most comfortable, but at least she wasn’t alone. Both would later agree that leaving Callie to roam while she had a fever was definitely not the best idea.

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flnpushy · 8 months

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helios 5

After experiencing Maria’s interesting breech birth Kara was off to try and catch up with Bailey once more. She was close to birthing her babies head when she had left Kara and Maria prior. Kara wondered around through the gardens not having much luck finding Bailey. She checked all the garden areas that were easily accessible, but with no luck. Kara then checked the pools. She went in each pool room in order until finally, bingo. Kara spotted Bailey squatting near one of the pools. She was in full squat, her face was in a grimaced pose, she was clearly pushing, and pushing hard. Kara approached.

“Bailey?” Kara asked as she neared.

“Oh, Kara, You found me!” Bailey said.

“Yes I’ve been searching high and low.” Kara said.

“Sorry, I got into a pushing phase and needed the water to help calm my aching opening.” Bailey said.

“It totally ok, I just wanted to offer you some support if you wanted.” Kara replied.

“Yes, support is good!” Bailey mentioned.

“So where are you at?” Kara asked.

“Well honestly not much farther than I was 12 hours ago when I was with you.” Bailey said.

“You mean the head has yet to come out!?!” Kara exclaimed.

“Yeah 12 hours later and still trying to get her out.” Bailey said. “I think I’ve tried it all honestly to get her out.”

“When I make a push I can see her head, but she just slips back in.” Bailey added.

“Hmmm Sounds like she’s in a bad position.” Kara said. “Have you tried a swim?”

“No haven’t thought of it.” Bailey said.

“You’d be amazed to what water can do for birthing.” Kara said.

“Ok Lets go!” Bailey said.

The girls wadded into the warm water of Birth Pool 10. Once becoming acclimated to the water Bailey tried wiggling her hips around as much as possible when swimming. Anything to help her baby get into a better position. After a good swim it was time to try again.

“Ok, try some pushes and let’s see if you can get that baby out.” Kara said.

Bailey swam over to a nearby squat bar and began waiting for a contraction. Kara swam over and took position to spot Bailey’s opening. A couple minutes later a contraction came. Bailey began to push. She squatted down and gave it her all. Kara noted her opening bulging a little with the push. No signs of baby with the first push. The next push came.

“Ahhhhh mmmm oooohhh…. Come on baby girl.” Bailey muttered.

A tiny bit of hair poked out, before quickly sliding back in.

“Oh, good girl, good girl.” Kara said.

Bailey tried again, the top of babies head came into view for a moment and slid back inside.

“She likes mommies belly!” Kara said.

“She needs to come out of mommies belly!” Bailey said.

“She will, but not easily.” Kara said. “She’s not in a favorable position.”

Bailey tried a couple more pushes. With each push the head would come into view, but recede back in faster. After a few more attempts, Bailey was growing tired of the pool. It was time to dry off and push in a different location. Kara suggested they walk around to get the baby in a better position to come out. So they did. The girls exited the pool hall and headed toward the main commons of the huge facility. The commons was a large open air cafeteria in a sense. It was a place to eat, gather, and get information about the world of Luna. It was around mid day and the tables were jammed with other mothers grabbing a bite or socializing. As the entire Helios Facility had a self cleaning membranous floor, mothers could essentially birth anywhere and walk around with no need for covering or clothing of any kind. Kara and Bailey made their way over to a table that was empty. They sat down and took in their surroundings. The large white quartz pillars and open glass roof over 100 feet above was quite the spectacle in itself.

Just then the girls were approached by two Central Command workers.

“Hello girls, we are going around doing general surveys on every pregnant or birthing person in the facility.”

“So basically everyone?” Kara asked.

“Yeah pretty much.” The worker responded.

“We just want to evaluate your current situation.” The worker asked.

“Well Im Kara and Im 10 months pregnant, baby one.” Kara replied.

“I am Bailey, I am 13 months and in birth, baby one.” Bailey said.

“Ok, where in the birth stages are you?” The worker asked.

“Labored for several days, pushing for a couple days, head hasn’t come out yet.” Bailey said.

“Have you seen the babies head?” Asked the worker.

“Yes, but it slides back in after I push.”

“Ok, thank you girls, another Command Health Officer may follow up.” The worker said as they proceeded to other women.

“Little weird isn’t it?” Bailey asked.

“No, not really, they do a lot of welfare checks.” Kara said.

Just then a woman wearing a lab coat walked over and presented her badge, along with an assistant who was carrying supplies.

“Hello, I am Karen with Central Health Command, we are doing general checks today to evaluate how women are going in our facility, and how your health is overall.”

“Ok, how can we help?” Kara asked.

“We can start with you.” Karen said.

The assistant set a birth stool down on the ground and motioned Kara to sit on it.

“Im not in birth yet.” Kara said.

“We know, just want to do a general health evaluation on the baby.” Karen said.

Karen grabbed a tool from her assistants bag and prepared it. The tool was a state of the art probe that could relay all the information about a baby inside the womb of any mother. Karen cleaned the tool and came toward Kara.

“Ok legs wide.” Karen asked.

Kara opened her legs revealing her opening. Karen inserted the probe. It was cold, but luckily small. Karen then opened a device and the scanning began.

“Ok so we can see what’s going on inside you.” Karen said.

“About 10 months along, female baby, mucus plug in place, baby in proper orientation, around 17.5 pounds, and growing, estimated to be 19 pounds at birth.” Karen stated. “A happily pregnant girl!”

Karen then removed the probe and motioned Bailey to sit on the stool. Bailey sat down as a contraction hit. She couldn’t help but push. As she did the babies head came into view in her opening.

“Oh my look what we have here!” Karen said. “No probe needed.”

Bailey continued to hold her push, but then the baby rapidly receded back in her belly.

“Hmmm that’s not right.” Karen said. “Babies don’t recede that fast normally, have you been having a hard time trying to birth?” Karen asked.

“I mean its my first baby so its a struggle.” Bailey said.

“Poor momma.” Karen said. “Reason its so hard is due to a nuchal hand, the position of the baby is poor.”

Karen dawned a glove and touched Bailey’s opening.

“Ok, bit of pressure here.” Karen said.

“AAAAAHHH MMM owwwww…..” Bailey moaned as Karen put her finger in to release the Nuchal hand.

Karen then pulled slightly and a tiny baby hand popped out above the babies stuck head.

“Ok that should help get things moving.” Karen said.

Bailey stood up, she now had a babies hand hanging from her opening.

“Good luck momma, let us know if there is no progress in 24 hours.” Karen stated as she left.

Bailey looked at Kara, and Kara looked back at Bailey.

“Ok then.” Bailey said.

“Well baby should come out now easier anyway.” Kara said.

Just then two other girls approached. One girl was a tall blonde with a built frame, she was clearly near the end of pregnancy, but it was unclear if she was in birth. The other girl, a shorter slim frame brunette was waddling as she walked. Her babies head stuck out between her legs, the baby had lots of hair, and had clearly been hanging out of her for some time.

“Hey girls.” the tall blonde said as they approached.

“Hey!” Kara responded.

“Did the Command just come and check you over to?” The brunette said.

“Yes they checked us both.” Kara replied.

Just then Bailey had a contraction. She squatted slightly and began to push. Kara and the other girls focused their attention on Bailey’s opening. She pushed again, her opening bulged, the babies hand was compressing against the top of her opening as the head fought for any open real-estate to squeeze out. Then the head came visible. Bailey ended the push, but the baby stayed put at the opening.

“Good Girl momma.” Kara said. “Keep trying.”

Bailey bore down hard again, the head pushed ever slightly farther into the opening. She kept trying. Her face was becoming red with the strong effort, and a bead of sweat began to roll down her forehead. The head moved ever closer to nearing crown. The tight squeeze of full crown was ever near. But baileys contraction stopped. The baby would remain stuck for now, and Bailey was still a pregnant girl. Bailey carefully sat down on a chair as to not compress the babies head in her opening. The baby was close to crown and she didn’t want to risk compressing it, by doing so could squeeze the baby back in her belly. As they waited Kara and Bailey socialized with the other girls. The tall blonde was named Angela, the brunette was Kenzie. Angela was 11 months pregnant, similar to kara, but with baby number two. Baby number two is known as the mothers “Challenge baby.” This baby is usually genetically selected to be much bigger then the first baby and could easily be 20-23 pounds at birth. As for Kenzie she was in birth and her second babies head was out. The head between her legs was huge as her baby was estimated 23 pounds. The second baby was usually a male, bigger framed and bigger structure. However this made baby two a real challenge to push out. Kenzie had been in birth for over a week now and it had taken her 4 days to get the babies head out!

As Bailey was so close to having her babies head out, she needed to find a better place to do some real pushing. Kara and Bailey got up to head for garden 31.

“Oh, can we join you?” Kenzie asked.

“Yeah of course.” Bailey responded.

The group of girls made their was to the gardens. Soon after they arrived in garden 31. A magical garden with arched bridges, water falls, and a range of flora to be seen. The girls set up at a birth station with two birth stools, two squat bars, among other facilities. It was an ideal location for a group to birth. Bailey sat down on a birth stool and endured a contraction almost immediately. The other girls gathered around to watch the effort unfold. Bailey started pushing and the babies head slid farther into her opening. It retracted a bit at the end of the push, but not far. With the babies hand sticking out, the head was having difficulty finding room to come out. Bailey kept pushing and slowly advancing the head. Each push was making some progress. It wasn’t long until the head was at full crown. The baby was big! The head stretched Bailey to her max. The baby was just about out to the forehead, but remained stuck there after several pushes.

“Come on baby, Come out!” Bailey yelped.

Even with all baileys efforts, the babies head remained at full crown. Baileys opening was so stretched her skin around the babies head was blanch white in color, her perineum had no more space to give. She kept trying pushes on the birth stool, wiggling her hips, and squatting to get the baby to come out.

“I can feel the rest of the babies body inside me trying to squirm around! Bailey said. “Its kicking its little feet trying to get unstuck!

“Just keep pushing.” Kara said.

Meanwhile Kenzie’s baby was starting to make some movements. The babies head was born and had been for around 12 hours. As the baby tried to squirm its way out, Kenzie began to feel pushy. She sat down at the birth stool next to Bailey and tried a couple pushes. The baby didn’t move much, but it was rotating. She kept trying pushes and wiggling around to get the babies shoulders to engage and begin to come out.

“Come on little man, help me out here!” Kenzie said, as she strained and struggled to get the shoulders to come out.

As the birth center did have positive air pressure and gravity, it felt similar to earth. However the gyros used to produce the gravity weren’t quite as strong as the designers hoped. Therefore there wasn’t too little gravity to make people lighter than air, but just enough. However due to this reduced gravity it wasn’t like earth where a mother could use gravity to help her baby come out. The gravity on helios was small and made no difference in helping baby come out. It all came down to movement of the baby and mommies birthing muscles.

As Kenzie was having a trying time, Bailey was about to have a worse time. She continued to try and push past crown, but no matter what she did the babies head wouldn’t advance. She had been trying for 2 hours now at full crown. She had tried sitting, standing, the birth stool, the squat bar, side lying, a birth ball, and laying on her back…. Nothing. The baby was stuck at crown.

Meanwhile Kenzie was making some head way. About 2 hours had past and she was in luck. The babies shoulders were starting to come, she was pushing hard but making progress. She had been in birth now for over a week. Finally with a few more pushes the shoulders gave way. The baby slipped out to its chest. Kara who was watching nearby was stunned. Kenzie’s baby was absolutely massive. 23 pounds. Kenzie had been side laying while pushing. Now all she had to do was push out babies tummy and legs, and her “Challenge baby” would be done. The baby who was still half inside Kenzie started to cry and makes noises. Kenzie called for central command. A few moments later central command arrived and Kenzie delivered one last big push, freeing the baby from her. Kenzie was then taken with her baby by central command for a checkup and evaluation for re-impregnantion. Angela also followed with Kenzie. This just left Kara and Bailey.

It had now been 3 hours for Bailey at full crown. She was stretching no farther, but the baby remained in her. She could feel the baby in her trying to squirm and kick to get itself free, but its efforts were quelled by the tension of skin around its head. Bailey was really struggling. She was exhausted and was making no progress.

“This baby HAS TO come out! Bailey said.

“It will.” Kara replied. “Its just bad positioning.”

Bailey went to get up off the ground where she had been laying. As she moved she could feel something happening down below. The baby shifted. Bailey pushed. But it made no difference. After almost 4 hours at crown……. The baby was retracting back inside her.

“NO NO NO AHHHHH NO!” This CANNOT be happening!” Bailey shouted. But it was.

The babies head slowly retracted from crown and slipped back inside baileys tummy, along with the babies hand that had been hanging out.

“Oh my god… I am actually fully pregnant again”… Bailey said.

After 4 hours at crown Baileys baby had completely slipped back in, her vagina closed. After 4 hours at crown, it now looked like she had never pushed at all. Kara noticed Bailey’s belly jiggling around. The baby inside was squirming in a protest as it was now back inside the womb. After days of trying to escape, the baby was now stuck inside once more. Bailey was awestruck…

“I am never going to push this baby out of me.” Bailey said.

“You will.” Kara said.

A few moments later contractions came. It was time to try again. This time around the baby moved much faster. The head was visible in just 3 pushes. She kept going, lying on her side with her upper leg propped up on the squat bar. She was heaving her tummy with all her might, doing everything in her power to squeeze the baby out of her. 15 minutes later and after a couple of small slip ins, the baby was back to crown. She had to work at it a bit but the head advanced. Finally….

“AAAAHHHH MMMM OOOOOOO AAAAAAA!!!! Bailey yelped.

The babies head popped out.

“YES!” Kara Said “Good girl!”

“Ohh it hurts so bad!” Bailey said.

“Water hun, you need water to calm you aching opening.” Kara said.

Kara arranged 2 scooters from Central command and the girls headed for the birth pools. Pool 10 was the chosen one. The girls arrived and waited to scan in. The walked up to the door.

“Welcome to pool 10, There is currently one other using this area.” The computer said aloud. Kara and Bailey accepted and were allowed in. They walked in and walked over to the pools edge. Bailey waddling as her babies head was hanging out. As the reached the pool another mother was swimming about. It was Clear she was in birth, as sticking out from her opening was a babies body hanging out. The baby was breech and was only born up to its chest. The other mother noticed the new arrivals and swam over.

“Hi, I'm Alex.” She said.

“Lovely to meet you.” Kara replied.

Kara noticed that on Alex’s baby was a diaper sort of covering.

“Is your baby wearing aa diaper?” Kara asked. “Its not even fully born!”

“Haha yes, Alex replied. Its to ensure the pool stays clean if there was to be any meconium from the baby, all breech birthing mothers have to put one on the baby if they are in the birth pools.”

“Wow Didn’t know that!” Kara said.

Bailey and Kara made their way over to the shallow end and waded around for awhile. A couple hours later Bailey was on a birth stool pushing for the shoulders. She struggled and tried for about 2 more hours until finally they came free. Bailey gave one last push and the baby girl was born. Kara summoned command for Bailey and they arrived to escort her. Kara had witnessed another amazing birth on Helios. Soon however it would be her turn to push!

#birth #birth kink #pregnant #giving birth #crowning #pregnancy #breech #scifi birth #birth story #birth denial

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mayasdeluca · 1 year

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WE GOT A FOREHEAD KISS 😭

I’m so happy with how that episode turned out. Maya waking up early to cook Carina lasagna was adorable. (Even if it did end up making her sick 😂) The parallel to 3x07 was amazing and Carina telling Bailey just how much lasagna means to them. Bailey being Bailey and doing everything she could to try and get Maya and Carina back in the same room together and telling Carina that they will get through this. Bless her!

It’s so sad that Carina still feels so hurt and still thinks she’s just a box that Maya is checking off but you can tell she’s softening little by little the more Maya continues to try and get through to her and I love it. The way Maya was determined to stay with her because she didn’t know when she’d see her again if she didn’t 😭 and Carina wanting to keep her Station clinic hours because it was her only connection to Maya currently 😭...these two love each other so much and they will find their way back to each other. I just want them to kiss and make up but seeing the looks they give each other and how much they’re longing to be with each other...I just know it will all be worth it when Carina finally gives in!

Also...do we think that Carina was really just sick because of the lasagna or is she pregnant? 👀

#station 19 #station 19 spoilers #my heart is 🥰#these two are too much #carina x maya

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cevansbrat0007 · 16 days

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You’re writing is so amazing, literally love everything you put out!! Do you have any romance book recommendations?!? Literally anything, I fully trust your judgement lol😌

Omigosh! First, thank you so much for the compliment. Second, I got you.

*whips out Kindle*

I've broken it down into categories. Here we go:

Contemporary Line of Duty Series, Tessa Bailey - If I want something quick, down, and dirty I reach for her. I recommend starting with her Line of Duty Series, which features the most delicious rough and tumble cops finding love.

The Coppersmith Farmhouse, Devney Perry - I adore this small town, enemy-to-lovers romance featuring a single mother and the local sheriff. Sheriff Jess can be an ass, but he grovels well. The Game Maker Series, Kresley Cole - Centers around three Russian brothers who have ties to the mafia. While each man is different and beautifully broken in his own way, they all believe in taking what they want. And once one of the Sevastyan's have set their sights on you, they will not take no for an answer. They're also not opposed to kidnapping either. The Italian, T.L. Swan - What happens when a summer fling ends up being so much more than that? This romance tells the story of an Italian mafia boss and his forbidden love with an Australian tourist. There's sex, angst, danger and so much more.

Historical *Outlander Series, Diana Gabaldon - Claire and Jamie's love literally transcends both time and space. This series contains an amazing romance, well researched historical descriptions, elements of magic, and so much more.

Paranormal The Psy Changeling Series, Nalini Singh - If you love stories about shifters and people with psychic abilities then I totally recommend checking out this series. Slave to Sensation is the first book, and premise goes something like: the ruling Psy prefer to exist in a world devoid of feelings and emotions, but what happens when one of their own finds herself craving something only Lucas Hunter, the alpha of the Dark River Shifters, can provide? *The Guild Hunter Series, Nalini Singh - Think Buffy the Vampire Slayer, but with Angels. This series is amazing and the love story between Raphael (the Archangel of New York) and his precious mortal, Elena (who is a badass in her own right). The world building is fantastic, the romance is hot, and each book only gets better. And believe me when I say, these are not your grandmother's angels. I also love the fact that you get to watch their relationship grow and evolve across multiple books. *The Night Huntress Series, Jeaniene Frost - Also has a Buffy the Vampire Slayer vibe, except the heroine is actually half-vampire herself. Bones, her eventual love interest, reminds me of Spike. Just a little bit. And just like the previous series, their romance spans multiple books. Also the love scenes are fabulous. *The Fever Series, Karen Marie Moning - If you love reading about heroines trying to solve mysterious disappearances, the Seelie and Unseelie Fae, and a delicious Alpha Male that could just easily rip you apart as well as fuck you - I'm looking at you, Jericho Barrons - then check this out. This series requires a little commitment because the romance, while hinted at, doesn't start until you're a couple of books in. But it's so worth it because you're rewarded with a territorial, possessive, darkly handsome anti-hero. *The Highlander Series, Karen Marie Moning - If you're a sucker for men in kilts, ancient curses, time travel, and drop-dead-sexy highlanders who fall hard for their modern day mates then please read. Also, some of these heroes go on to appear in the Fever Series as well. Immortals After Dark Series, Kresley Cole - Another great one This one features characters from every corner of the lore. I'm talking vampires, witches, valkyries, berserkers, demons, werewolves, succubi, and more. The men are swoon worthy and the women are badass. But what I especially love is the creativity and humor she manages to weave throughout her stories. She uses the fated mates trope quite a bit, which I love. However, what makes it great is that a lot of times the men show up like: "You belong to me now. I'm ready to take you to home" and their brides-to-be are like "Fuck off. Come any closer and I will stab you/shoot you/light you on fire". And what's more...they absolutely follow-thru. Those heroes have to earn their women. Oh, and the sexy times are good and spicy.

Hope this helps! If you or anyone else decides to read a book from this list, please let me know what you think!

*Indicates Book Boyfriend

#cevansbrat0007 asks #book recs #author recs #author recommendations #book boyfriends #go read these literary masterpieces

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childofmattel · 1 year

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EAH Fancast (Part #1)

Ok so if you haven't heard of @vivi-designs you should go check vivi’s page out. Anyways vivi-designs has been making this like EAH Reboot thing that I'm obsessed with and I thought it'd be cool if I fancasted EAH according to that so yeah.

Bailey Stender as Apple White

Curvier Apple white >>

I didn’t really like her in the Wolfpack show but I’m obsessed with the actress now. I think the actress would slay the role as Apple White, they look similar as well.

@ashlyxnn as Raven Queen

I finally found an person that has the same edgy vibes as vivi’s Raven does so that’s cool. Her name is Ashlynn Courtney and even though she isn’t an actress I feel like she could still suit the role of Raven Queen

Maitreyi Ramakrishnan as Briar Beauty

Four words: Maitreyi Ramakrishnan as Briar Beauty. 👩‍🍳💋. I was debating between her and Sophia Ali because Fatin is literally a Briar Beauty variant, like if EAH was Rated R she’d literally be Fatin but also I just adore Maitreyi. She’d honestly be so perfect as Briar.

Sofia Wylie as Faybelle Thorn

I literally just wanted to use Sofia Wylie but now I love this fc. Like Sofia Wylie playing a formerly mean athlete >>

Anna Lambe as Ashlynn Ella

#InuitAshlynnEllaismyAshlynnElla. Sadly there are not a lot of Inuit actresses in media so it was a little hard to find some but then I came across Anna Lambe and after lots of research on her I think she could be a great Ashlynn Ella. They both are literally the nicest people ever.

Laya DeLeon Hayes as Farrah Goodfairy

Her and the blue-haired girl saved on the Farrah Goodfairy pinterest give me the same vibes. Also Laya DeLeon Hayes is literally so underrated she's literally so amazing. I think she'd do Farrah Goodfairy justice.

Sydney Mae Diaz as Hunter Huntsman

Again I read the google slides and Hunter Huntsman being trans literally makes his 10x better. I know it says he's white Italian but Sydney Mae Diaz is literally so handsome and I like him as Hunter.

Leo.wz as Daring Charming

On vivi's pinterest he's already Daring Charming so I thought why not he be Daring Charming here. Yeah Leo.wz isn't an actor but he's really hot so eh.

Lance Lim as Dexter Charming

I remember Lance Lim from School of Rock and I could've sworn I remember him giving of Dexter vibes. He's Korean and he's charming so basically Dex minus the glasses. I don't know but looking at him still gives me Dexter vibes so this is Dexter Charming to me.

Minnie Mills as Darling Charming

Minnie Mills playing badass girlbosses is literally gonna be my Joker. I know her from TSITP and I think she'd be an excellent (or should I hexcellent) Darling Charming if she dyed her hair blonde.

Gabrielle Nevaeh Green as Madeline Hatter

Last but not least Gabrielle Nevaeh Green. Was scrolling through pinterest and I saw this pic. Immediately I thought this is so Maddie Hatter. I don't really know Gabrielle Nevaeh Green but judging from appearance I think she'd make a pretty good Maddie.

That's it for part 1, I'll probably turn this into a thing on mycast.io and I'll post the link on like the last part. Let me know if you have any other suggestions for @vivi-designs version of EAH and yeah that's it.

#ever after high #eah #eah headcanons #apple white #raven queen #briar beauty #faybelle thorn #ashlynn ella #farrah goodfairy #hunter huntsman #daring charming #dexter charming #darling charming #maddie hatter #madeline hatter #fancast #ever after high fancast #eah fancast #vivi-designs

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bratshaws · 1 year

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goodness gracious 93. brb x oc

a/n: Bea's aunt is probably a witch

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pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: FLUFF, BEA'S AUNT - I REPEAT- IS PROBABLY A WITCH

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“This…is your aunt’s house?”

“Yeah…”

Her aunt lived in Escondido, but not in any area, she lived in one of the richest condominiums there, the ones where you almost are patted down by the security guard before going past the gates - the only reason they weren’t was because the guy recognized her last name - and could smell the money coming out of the large houses. So when her and Rooster drove up and past the other mansions, he was surprised when they parked in front of Martha’s house.

It was a big house, undoubtedly so, but it was different from the rest. While it kept the Mediterranean style, the bricks were white and the roof dark brown. She had a lot, a lot of plants in the front yard that were obviously landscaped to perfection since the amount of vegetation wasn’t taking over the whole front yard.

But there was more. Her aunt had tiny statues all over her front yard as well, it took Rooster a few seconds to identify what they were but once he did, he arched one eyebrow, “Dwarves?” he questioned, pointing to a tiny statue in between the plants closest to them.

Beatrice looks down at it, “Oh no, gnomes.” she says and her fiancé just furrows his eyebrow, staring back down at the tiny creature that was sitting on a red mushroom with his hands on his chin, giving him a cheeky smile, “My aunt is mystical like that, there are crystals around too.” she gestures to the large amethyst lying next to the daisies then to the clear quartz pieces scattered all over the grass.

Bradley ‘huh’s quietly, following Beatrice up to the front door where he saw a dangling fairy chime swinging with the wind, the thin metal tubes clinking amongst each other to create a soft melody. The doors resembled the hotel’s, being large with intricate floral designs in the stained glass, the deep mahogany color of the wood making the colors appear even more vibrant than normal. Beatrice gave him a smile, then pressed the doorbell, holding his hand with her free one.

There was the soft yapping coming from behind the door, followed by a voice calming the dog down and the door slowly unlocking. Martha’s tall figure appeared once it was open, wearing a long patterned dress - as usual - with billowy sleeves and her glasses on the bridge of her nose, “Oh, my sweet darlings, how happy I am to see you two.” she wasted no time in engulfing both in a hug, kissing their foreheads and then stepping back, “Come on in, oh,” she looks down where a tiny dog was looking up at them, “This is Bailey, he’s just a bit curious about you Bradley, do not worry he won’t nip your feet!”

Bailey’s little body resembled a pomeranian but his ears were longer, like a corgi’s, “Hi Bailey,” Beatrice cooed, crouching down to scratch the tiny dog behind the ears.

“He’s so tiny.” Bradley’s amazed voice says, following Beatrice inside the house, “I’ve never seen a dog this small.” Bailey however seemed to take offense because his eyes snapped up to Rooster and the pilot could swear they narrowed when looking up at him.

But when Rooster leaned down to pet his head, the anger dissipated and he leaned on the man’s touch, tapping his back leg on the tiled floor. Rooster grinned, then looked up at the inside of her aunt’s house and that place was spacious. The living room and kitchen were open space, the large windows closest to the big comfortable looking couches were huge and showed the outside - more yard and a pool, albeit much larger than the ones they had at home. There was a family picture hanging on the wall above the fireplace with Martha,her husband and their kids, probably taken a few months back if he wasn’t wrong.

And there were more plants inside and more mystical tiny creatures hanging around. He saw another tiny gnome, this one lying on his side and holding his head up - on the bookcase right next to him, then more crystals next to it. Beatrice chuckled, watching her fiancé look at everything completely speechless, “When I was younger and used to sleep over, she’d leave a gnome in the room I stayed in for protection,” she explains, tugging him forward to the kitchen where her aunt was, “They always look really old.”

He had to agree, he had only seen these in esoteric shops - places he never entered - so seeing so many up close and almost surrounding him was a bit wild to take in. Her aunt calls them to the kitchen, where she’s pouring some sweet tea in glasses. Now that got his attention, because he did like sweet tea a whole lot but rarely had the time to drink it, “There you go.” her aunt’s calm voice said, offering each of them a glass, “There’s only honey mixed in, are you two hungry?”

“No auntie, we already had lunch.”

Martha nodded, then gestured to the open doors that led to her backyard, “Shall we?” They followed her out of the house onto the immense backyard that looked like a forest the more they looked. If the front yard had a lot of plants, this place was the freaking amazon - was that a treehouse on the corner? Martha’s long dress flowed with the wind as she walked, waiting for them to join her on the white patio table, the large red and white parasol giving them shelter from under the hot sun. “Is the tea to your liking, Bradley? I know you like it.”

He pauses with the glass to his lips, giving her a confused smile but assuming that Beatrice told her about his love for the cold beverage, “It’s really good, ma’am, thank you.” and it was, her aunt had a few slices of lemon inside, albeit darker than normal and he wondered if it was infused with the honey she talked about.

Beatrice grinned, holding his free hand and sipping her own tea “Where’s uncle Seb, auntie?”

“He’s meeting with some investors from Bordeaux, I said there was no need to do it today but he insisted,” she chuckles, waving her hand as if she wasn’t talking about a million dollar investment her wines would get, “And the kids are busy with the hotel, so I am alone today…well, me and Bailey.” she coos looking down at the tiny dog who was sitting by her side.

Beatrice tried to think what would make her aunt want to talk to both of them. Congratulating them was one thing, she could understand that but she could do that over the phone…right? Why would she ask them both to come to her house? It was a bit confusing to her.

“Well, first things first, congratulations to both of you.” Martha smiles, leaning her chin on her interlaced fingers, the young couple sharing a look then facing her, “It is so wonderful to see love blooming like fresh flowers in spring, I am very happy for you. I told your father that too, that soon enough you’d be the one walking that aisle.”

The brunette blinks her eyes confusedly, then tilts her head just a bit in question, “Oh, when you saw my post auntie?”

“No, at my wedding.” her aunt giggles, the corners of her eyes crinkling as she smiles, “I knew it wouldn’t take long.” While it was a sweet thought, Beatrice was once again reminded that it was very possible her family wasn’t normal, especially in the ‘cryptical’ sense. “Your father didn’t believe me, but he knew it too. Have you two thought about what you’ll do?”

“Well,” Beatrice turned to look at Rooster, giving him a small smile that he reciprocated, “We are still…digesting everything, we have to think about a lot of things and then we’ll figure out a time too.”

Her aunt, however, had a smile on her face that Beatrice could only translate to a Cheshire grin. Like she knew something but was holding back for now, with her cheeks flexing and eyes shining behind the spectacles, nodding almost diminutively, still holding her chin on her interlaced hands, “I see.” she says after a while, “Well, it is something to think about for a while. Are you two planning the wedding this year?”

“We’d like to,” it was Rooster who answered this time, “But like Bea said, we need to work on the time and budget and we took this week to have a mental break before thinking about it for real.”

Martha sips her own glass of sweet iced tea, then leans back on her seat to cross her legs and place her interlaced hands on top of the knee, “That’s a fine choice, it’ll help ease your minds before working on everything.” she then inhales, smiling, “My darlings, there is a reason why I called you two here.” that makes the two look at each other then at her, Beatrice’s aunt never stopped smiling at them, “I love both of you, I know that your presence in our family is recent Bradley, but you make my niece very happy and for that reason…I would like to pay for your wedding.”

Rooster chokes on the tea he was drinking while Beatrice almost drops her glass to the floor - right next to Bailey - in shock. The pilot has a coughing fit that makes him stand up and lean his weight on the back of the white chairs as his fiancé was still looking at her aunt with wide eyes. Martha’s smile only widened, tilting her head in question, “Holy shit…” comes Bradley’s voice once he manages to ease his breathing, “Holy fuck.”

“Auntie…w-what did you say?”

“I said I want to pay for your wedding.” Martha repeats easily, as if she’s telling her niece the weather, “And your honeymoon, of course.”

What the hell.

What the hell!!

Never, in her family, she heard of this happening. She had been to a lot of weddings, she had seen a lot of celebrations, usually - at best - the bride and groom’s families helped a tiny bit but…to pay for everything? Neither of her cousins were married, so Martha and her uncle never actually helped with that, but why…her? Beatrice couldn’t understand and she even voiced it to her aunt, “Well, it is quite simple, I want to.” Martha shrugged, “I talked to your uncle and your cousins and with Rafa and Claudia, and we all agreed it’d be helpful for you.”

Her aunt would never think that she and Rooster wouldn’t be able to handle the expenses of a wedding, she believed in them…then why would she want to pay? It’s not like they were asking for help either, “But…auntie,I don’t…understand, that’s so much money.”

“Yes.”

“And we– you–” Martha’s expression remained the same, “How–why??”

“Well, it’s quite simple besides me wanting to help you.” she says, leaning on a hand with a grin, “You are both similar in different ways and I think that you two deserve a good celebration because of your love. I know you two are capable of making it happen, of course you are, but I think you two deserve something done for you.”

The silence that followed her response was deafening.Beatrice blinked, turning her wide eyes to Bradley’s equally enlarged ones, until the pilot licked his lips and turned to Martha, “Ma’am, we can’t accept that.”

“You don’t deny a gift, Bradley.” she replies in the same calm voice, “I am not asking to be repaid, my sweet boy. I am saying I want to help you because you two deserve it. You deserve a wedding without worries or fear or anxieties. I will not input your choices, I will not make you change your mind, I am just saying that this will be an expense you won’t have to worry about.”

While her aunt made some sense, Beatrice was still trying to wrap her head around it. Why was her aunt so focused on paying it and making sure they had no expenses? Of course that was understandable…but why? Why was her aunt thinking so much about it? Did she know something Beatrice didn’t?

“October will be a good month for you.”

The memory returned after a while, she wasn’t sure why since it had nothing to do with what was going on, but her aunt wanting them to save on their money was…strange. Strange and odd. “I…do you…” Beatrice stands up, “Can you excuse us a moment, auntie?” she takes hold of Bradley’s hand with enough force to tug him away, deeper into the house and into a guest room.

Beatrice has her back to him as she closes the door, turning around to see her fiancé with his hands on his hips, “What just happened?”

“I don’t know.” she whispers, “I-I…what the hell? Did my parents- no they wouldn’t, why would she– I…I am so confused, I need to sit down-” she sits on the bed only to stand up seconds after, “No,I can’t sit down, what the hell, what the hell!!” Beatrice was more stupefied than mad, she was more confused than angry, she had no idea how to react.

Bradley didn’t know either, he knew her aunt was a nice lady and all but…pay for their wedding? And honeymoon? Why? They could pay for it, why would she want them not to? Beatrice paces around the room, wringing her hands together, looking up at him with furrowed brows, “I am speechless Brad,I never–I didn’t…oh God, why would she–”

“Baby, we can take this moment to breathe.” he tries, his own heart hammering on his chest, “Maybe we can…compromise with your aunt? I don’t like the idea of her paying everything.”

“I don’t either but you don’t know my aunt, she’s very generous like that.” she murmurs, “She likes…helping people but I don’t know why– she knows we can do it, then why would she suggest it?” Beatrice was getting a headache thinking about it, rubbing her face with both of her hands until she reaches her hair, tugging it at the roots, “But…maybe the compromise…wait, hold on we need to talk to her about it, Why are we here??”

“You brought us here, babe.”

Beatrice’s big green eyes turned to him, realization dawning over her, “Oh.” she clears her throat then, taking hold of his hand to take him back outside, “Okay, let’s just– come on.”

Martha was still sipping her tea, smiling when they returned, “Hello again.”

“Auntie,I love you but I want to know why you wanna pay for everything.”

Martha shrugged, “I just want to, tesoro.”

“That’s…not an answer.”

Martha lowers the glass to the table, folding her hands on her crossed legs and then smiles more, “What I can say is that…you’ll need the money for other things.” both of them looked at her with confusion, “I cannot elaborate.” Beatrice let go of Rooster’s hand to prop them on her hips, furrowing her eyebrows, still not believing her aunt’s words…until Martha sighed, then smiled, “I have an idea, since you two are a bit resistant to accept it, I’ll pay for the wedding and you two will pay for the honeymoon.”

Beatrice looked up at Bradley, that was an idea that both could…understand honestly, “Only the wedding?” Beatrice questions, to which her aunt nods. The brunette looks back at the pilot, who chews the corner of his mouth thinking on it.

“...I…think I can accept that, a bit weird still.” he says, “That you suggest we do that, honestly.”

“Well,I can tell you two one thing, october will be a great month for you.”

October. Beatrice frowns, “You said it before, can’t you just explain why?” her aunt chuckles softly, then shakes her head, “Oh, fine…then,well…I guess, was that why you wanted us to come? The only reason?”

“Yes, pretty much and because I’d love to have company.” she lifts her glass, “Shall we?”

They leave the aunt’s house in silence, still taking the information that Martha was going to pay for their wedding and that it was decided. Bradley was driving one handed since his other hand was holding his chin while Beatrice was supporting her head with her own, leaning on the car’s door, “So much for not thinking about the wedding.” she mutters, sinking deeper on the Bronco’s passenger seat, “I…how are you feeling about all this?”

“Kinda shocked.” he answers quickly, scratching the side of his face, “I do appreciate her saying she knows we can do it but prefers we didn’t, but I don’t get why she wouldn’t want to.” he turns his brown eyes towards her, “Was she always like that?”

Beatrice’s eyes face nothing as she remembers the many times her aunt was cryptic or strange, almost talking in riddles, “...yeah.” she answers with a short laugh, her smile faltering as she looked to the side, “I appreciate it too Roos, but…I dunno, I mean it’s one thing to not worry about I guess. She did say she couldn’t figure out a better wedding gift than that and I am…um…shocked as well.”

It’s one thing to get a nice gift that’d add to your home but to have your rich aunt pay for your wedding was…interesting. She didn’t want to complain, her aunt said she wouldn’t interfere with the decorations or whatever they wanted to do, she just wanted to make sure they’d have the perfect wedding. And then this October thing, again, “Why did she say that about October?”

“I’m not sure.” she replies, “She said that to me again, months back when we were buying stuff for Éowyn, that October would be a great month for us and she couldn’t say more.” she bites her lower lip, chewing on it, “I know she means well, but it was still weird.”

“Yeah…but then again, maybe because she noticed we are a bit,” he moves his hand for emphasis, “All over the place and don’t know what to do, she chose to help?”

That’d make sense honestly. Yeah, that was probably why.

“You are right, well, either way it’ll be used properly you know?” she smiles, the heavy and confused atmosphere turning into a much lighter one, their tense shoulders lowering as Bradley took them home.

When they got to the house, Beatrice’s phone started pinging with messages, one after another. She blinked, holding it up to her eyes when they entered the garage. Evelyn wasn’t really happy to be the last one to know about the engagement and she said - well, more like ordered- the two of them to show up at her place on Sunday so they could have a celebration because of it.

Beatrice sighed, rubbing her forehead and telling Evelyn that while she appreciated it, she and Rooster were still enjoying the downtime. Plus she already had a lot on her mind because of her aunt wanting to pay for their wedding, she needed a mental break from it for right now…that’s why Evelyn told her that they could come on the very next week then and that they had to celebrate one way or another.

Bradley looked back at the brunette who was tapping her phone against her forehead repeatedly, chuckling to himself, ‘Baby,” she stops and sighs, dropping the phone to her lap, “It’s okay, we’ll be fine.”

“My mind is like,” she moves her hands in a circle over her temples, “All over the place Brad…you know what would be really good? Ice cream.”

“Ice cream?” he asks as he steps out of the car to follow her inside, watching her pick up Jolene like a baby when the pittie rushed over to greet them, “I wouldn’t mind it.”

“Actually,” she turns around, still holding the large dog who was now looking at Bradley upside down, “Maybe we should just…” his eyebrow goes up in questioning, “I…I don’t know…just do nothing.”

Rooster’s chest moves when he laughs, the brunette looked absolutely lost on what to do and he couldn’t blame her, honestly he felt a bit drained and confused himself,”I have a much better idea,” he says after tossing his sunglasses to the side, rolling his neck ,”A nap.”

“A nap?”

“Yes, a nap.” he repeats, “I think it might be good to reset our minds. Let’s make this the last things we have to think about the wedding, yeah? Then it’s about enjoying some alone time together, the three of us.” Jolene’s tongue lolled out of her mouth in a doggy smile, “And then, then next week we’re going to step on the gas and worry. Deal?”

“God, yes, please, deal.” she laughs breathlessly, the front of her face hitting his chest - Jolene squished between the two but not at all bothered - smelling his cologne, “I love you,I’m sorry my family is so crazy.”

“I love you too and don’t apologize,” he smiles, kissing the top of her head, “Your family is crazy but it could be worse…have you seen Mav?” Beatrice looks up at him, “He may appear normal now but when I was younger? Crazy shit.”

Beatrice huffs a laugh on his chest, slowly lowering Jolene back to the ground so the pittie could zoom around them. Her now free arms wrapped around his middle, nuzzling the part of his chest that wasn’t covered by the white tee, “I believe you, amazingly.” she whispers, “You never told me much about Mav when you were younger.”

His eyes avoided hers for a second with his lower lip disappearing into his mouth, “I guess I am now at peace sharing it.” he muttered, “You know I was mad at him for a long time, baby.”

‘I know. But you don’t have to share if you don’t want to.”

His smile softened, one of his large hands cupping her soft cheek, “You are going to be my wife,I wouldn’t want to hide anything from you.” he coos, kissing her soft yet grinning lips, ‘But before that, napping. I feel like passing out right here.”

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bobsquatley · 7 months

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BOBBY'S DIARY!!!!

note: written from bobby's point of view. she is delusional and her idea of bailey is very much rose tinted so dont expect anything too fucked up

My name is Bridget Odalis-Orion Baumann, but everyone knows me as Bobby. I am 18 years old.

This is my Bailey Journal. I am in love with a man much older than me. His name is Bailey, if you hadn't already guessed. He's very tall, and handsome, and he saved me when I was 16. We have a special connection, that's why he saved me. I think he was meant for me, I've never seen him married in my 8 years of knowing him, and I know ALOT about him. Trust me.

I am definitely his favourite. He let's me sit in his office when there are thunderstorms and he pats my head when I do my chores. The only reason he charges rent is because he doesn't want it to be unfair for anyone else, otherwise I think he'd sweep me up and claim me as his... ahh Bailey is so cute <3 Even when he calls me all sorts of names, I know it's because he loves me.

Oct. 4th 20XX 8am

Today something amazing happened. Bailey touched my face. My face!!! His hands were so big and warm...

It was only because of what happened at breakfast- the tiny boy who sat opposite to me decided to pipe up. He said something about Bailey extorting him, but that didn't sound right, so I tuned it out. Eventually Bailey came to check on us all, and he told the boy to be quiet. He obviously didn't like that. He finished his glass of orange juice before lobbing it at the wall behind me! The bits of glass scattered everywhere, and a particularly large bit slashed my cheek.

I didn't really realize what was happening until I saw Bailey infront of me. He spoke in his deep, husky, handsome voice... and told me to get up. I snapped back to reality and felt the blood running down my face. 'Go to my office and wait.' Oh!! Oh my... that means I'd be alone with him, right? I tried to conceal my joy and scurried off to his office. My smile faded when he brought the tiny boy in by the scruff of his neck. I watched as Bailey dragged him to his desk. He told me to close my eyes and I did. I heard alot of slapping, and the tiny boy crying. It was none of my business.

Eventually I heard the boy leave while sniffling. Then I heard Bailey get up and shuffle through some things on his shelf. Then he sat down. Then he said the loveliest sentence ever...

'Come and sit here, brat.'

Whenever he calls me brat... something in me twitches. I think it's my clit, to be honest. Anyway, he patted his leg. He wanted me to sit in his lap!! I didnt hesitate.

He had alcohol wipes, water and a bandage sprawled on his desk. He gripped my cheeks and held my face infront of him. His grip was so strong... He'd definitely leave an imprint for a few hours after... I didn't mind, of course. And his eyes.... oh my goodness gracious I could look into them for hours. Bailey's eyes are a beautiful shade of brownish-red... and his gaze is always so dark... Like he's thinking of all the ways he could ravage me... And those thick eyebrows too... So expressive and handsome. I especially love his stubble. Sometimes I imagine what it would feel like rubbing against my face as he kisses me... So rough, while his lips are so soft... - I will stop myself here. I need to keep telling the story...

He used the water to wash away the blood. Then he picked up an alcohol wipe.

'Don't fucking scream.'

Clit twitched again. God he's so fucking sexy when he gets mad. I wanted to scream just so he had an excuse to bend me over his knee and... ahem.

I decided to be a good girl and stay quiet. He wiped the cut on my cheek- it really stang!! Ouch ouch ouchhhh!!

He quickly ripped the back off the bandage and placed it on my cheek, smoothing it out with his thumb. His thumb was so close to my mouth... I wanted to lick it.

His hand smelt a bit musky actually. I think he might have been masturbating earlier. I would've loved to see... I know his cock is big. The dent in his pants is huge. And he's definitely hairy down there, because his chest is. I don't think he's cut... but that's just my hypothesis. I'm yet to find proof. I want to see his cock with my own eyes... I saw a peak of it once, when he left his fly open. I was horny out of my mind for a week straight and nearly squirted myself to death.

He patted my cheek after he made sure the bandage was on properly.

'Make sure you clean it. I'm not taking you to hospital if it ends up infected.'

His voice is so low... I can't get over it. I can feel it rumble in my stomach. It's so hot. He's so hot. My face was so red. I probably would have came right there if he kept touching my face. But he didnt. :(

I got off of his lap and thanked him before scurrying away. My face was still so red holy shit. I kept thinking about his hands and his face and his voice and FUCK HOLY SHIT. I need him inside of me so badly.

I haven't stopped thinking about him since then. The way he called me brat... how his thighs felt while I sat on them... If I shuffled any further back into him I would have felt the outline of his cock against my ass... Oh my god. Why didnt I push back. FUCK I'm so stupid. If I pushed back..... he would have grabbed my hips.... then he could've humped against me... then... then.... ahhhh...... Okay. Calming down now. As soon as I left Bailey's office I ran to my room- wasn't hungry anymore!!! Just desperately horny...

Of course, I got my vibrator out. Bailey's hands were just all over my face- I could still feel the indents of his fingers. And the bandage... I'm definitely keeping that. I'll have to stick it to this page once I remove it. I jacked off for about an hour non stop. Bailey fuels my sex drive way too much. My clit went numb after. It's still tingling a bit now actually...Might need to get a cold compress. It was worth it though. Thinking of Bailey manhandling me... lifting me onto his cock and forcing me down... tearing my... hymen.... oh dear. I'll be right back...

I'm back. My clit is numb again. No regrets. Except for talking about my hymen. I don't have one. It's pretty common for it to break while doing things like sports so I reckon that's when mine broke, because I've NEVER had sex. I'm saving my first time for Bailey. And he'll be the only one to ever feel the inside of me. Ever.

Anyway, I'm sitting here now, half naked and very disheveled, writing this before I get scatterbrained again. Thank you for listening to me Bailey Journal. I do have some friends, like Robin and Sydney and... Kylar? I guess? But they don't really understand me and Bailey. Robin doesn't really like Bailey for some reason, Sydney doesn't really know who he is, and Kylar is kind of hard to conversate with. Whenever I mention Bailey she seems to glare at me. Anyway, I'll probably be back in a few hours to write about something else Bailey has done- he seems to know exactly how to fluster me <3

#bob stories 🐮#boby baly 🐢#bobby!!! 🦐#dol pc #i finally verbalized her obsession...

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ARIANA!!!! (Soulijah boy voice) oh no!!! She’s looks cracked out while stealing other people’s husbands!! I don’t think Michael & Ariana would look good on camera together or have the chemistry! Honestly I think Chloe would do better in The Princess & the frog. She’s got the voice & personality to pull off that role plus she’d do more singing. Besides I want the Bailey sisters to make history by being the first Disney sister princesses. Beyoncé make the call! JayZ send the check! 🤣

Twitches remake would be amazing!

But I agree I don’t think they would have chemistry at all. For Tiana I would actually like to see Coco Jones or maybe even Ryan Destiny but who knows 🙏🏾

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lanayru-the-water-god · 9 months

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A message from Bailey

I have made some Lanayru lore. Please check the tags before reading, and enjoy! (1000 years before the rp quests)

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Rewards for a Selfless Being: When the Water Goddess Gained a New Domain

During a rare trip to the Surface, a young Lanayru finds out that her sacred element can also kill. After abusing her power and injuring herself to save a young boy’s life, she gains a new domain: generosity.

Word count: 2021 (way longer than i thought oopsies)

Lanayru was only two centuries old, her silky blonde hair cut off below the shoulders, unlike the long and flowy locks of her present style. Never before had she left the Gods’ Realm to descend to the Surface below…and she wanted to try so desperately. The people she was blessing with clean, fresh water, the people who prayed to her for miracles and were forever grateful when she delivered…

It was her dream to meet them. Or at least see their beautiful faces, knowing she had fulfilled her duties.

One morning, as she smoothed out her hair in the mirror and slipped the golden rings on her fingers, she made her decision. She would go to the teleportation circle, near her beloved healing spring, and visit the Surface.

…

“Stand in the middle of the circle.”

She obliged, stepping her feet into the glowing white chamber, and closed her eyes.

“Now, be very careful down there…and when you wish to return, summon your symbol.”

She nodded her head in agreement. All she had to do was create the four raindrops above her hand and she would be home.

Easy enough…

For a second she felt light as a feather, the ground leaving her feet, and she was floating…floating?…and then her feet landed on something soft but firm.

She slowly opened her eyes, and for the first time she saw the land of the people.

Wow…this is amazing.

Just the mere sight of it all was enough to take her breath away.

The slightly tall grass tickled her ankles, and she let out a giggle. The sky was clear blue, more so than up in her Realm, and there was so much…green. So much vibrant color, in the flowers, the structures…everything.

She scanned the area, searching for any people, and close by to her left was a large body of water. Before she could even think, she found herself walking toward that water…the element she had spent her long life protecting. Her eyes were fixed on the shimmering blue waves, going in and out…in and out…

A lake.

Then she noticed…rather strange objects…what is that thing? Several of them bobbed out in the water, white with triangular shaped tops. Leave the precious water alone! Someone had built a long wooden platform that extended far out into the lake, and people were jumping off it happily, their cheers ringing out into the air.

Upon reaching the hill by the lake, she stopped to catch her breath.

Children were playing in the crystal-clear water, from the shallow waves all the way to the deeper area, their delighted laughs and shouts warming Lanayru’s heart. I have done well here, she assured herself, the water is clear…the kids are so happy. Nothing satisfied the Water Goddess more than giving happiness to her people. And now, she could finally see it firsthand.

An absolute dream come true.

She wondered if interaction was a possibility…could the people even see her here? Or would they think she was a human, like any other? Should she hide as another identity to avoid mass hysteria?

She let out a deep breath. Standing and observing was enough for now. In a little while she would summon her four raindrops and go back home.

Ah, the sweet smell of bliss…

As if out of nowhere, someone screamed.

Lanayru’s heart skipped a beat.

“Guys, look over there!!”

“He can’t swim! HE CAN'T SWIM!!”

“Is he…drowning??”

Drowning?

That certainly wasn’t a word she’d heard before.

A few of the people were pointing to a spot in the lake, isolated from where the other people were hanging out, and she turned her gaze to that area…

A pair of hands stuck out above the surface, thrashing and flailing.

Drowning.

People can die in water?

The others were moving toward the person, but their hands were sinking below the surface. It may have already been too late…

No.

Lanayru just couldn’t stand there and watch while someone lost their life to her beloved element.

“NO!!” she shouted, bolting toward the lake as fast as her dainty legs could take her. Your Healing Grace. It can fix this.

But she had only used it to heal herself. Never another being.

Several people dragged the poor man- or boy? out of the water slowly. His arms drooped limply even with the grip on each wrist, his eyes were closed…he was unmoving.

Before they finished maneuvering his whole body onto the murky sand, she was by his side. For a brief second, the other humans’ eyes met hers…and a young lady gasped.

“Is that…?”

“The Water Goddess??” another one added, her voice a high, surprised squeak. “That…that can’t be? One of the gods…right here??”

Lanayru tried her hardest to tune out the voices…she had a boy’s life to save.

Healing Grace, please emerge…let me use all your power.

She had never used all of it before. She didn’t even know if this would actually work…this power was limited for others, and in her Realm she never encountered anyone in need of healing, let alone a mortal. But she would do whatever it took, even if it was risking her own health, her own life…

Although Lanayru could never die. Not permanently, at least.

People were huddled around the boy now, checking for breathing, a pulse…any signs of life. Their shouts and pleas were frantic, and it all reduced to ringing in the Goddess’s ears as she held her hands out, glowing white with the precious healing magic.

Dropping to her knees, she shot her hands forward, all of the Healing Grace absorbing itself around the boy in a matching white glow, some of it entering through his nose, his mouth, even going straight through his chest.

Please work please work please work…

She had done everything she could now.

And the boy opened his eyes, gasping in a lungful of air as he coughed and spluttered, water gushing out of his mouth, and the others quickly crowded around him. It took a few more seconds for the Healing Grace to fully take effect…and the healthy pink color returned to his cheeks once more. He smiled softly, letting out a chuckle…it was almost as if the whole thing never happened.

Overjoyed shouts and relieved sighs rang through Lanayru’s ears, and she beamed happily.

It worked…

But a wave of fatigue overcame her, almost all at once.

Some of the people around the boy seemed to be thanking her, but she slowly took a few steps away. Each step was becoming harder to take as her shoulders sagged and her head lolled forwards…

No. She quickly snapped it back up, and the world spun around her.

He will be okay. Now summon your symbol.

As she sank to her knees, black dots creeping into the corners of her vision, she slowly held out her left hand, palm facing skyward.

Through her now fuzzy mind, it took the last remaining strength she could muster to swirl the magic around her hand, the four raindrops appearing in a cross shape. To her the drops were blurry and disoriented, merely swirling shapes and colors, but they were there nonetheless.

You did it.

With a sigh of relief, the Water Goddess let her eyes slip closed, her hand falling limp by her side.

…

The sea of emptiness slowly began to recede, marking Lanayru’s return to awareness. Her body felt weightless, as if she was floating through the sky.

Ever so slightly, she stirred, noticing the soft material underneath her. She could recognize the sensation anywhere...My bed.

She had made it home.

“Your Grace?” a soft, muffled voice called out. “Are you with me?”

Lanayru cracked one eye open, to see a blurry figure standing in front of her, before letting it droop closed again. She shifted, stretching out her arms with a satisfied hum…which came out as more of a mumble.

“Thank the Goddesses.” The voice- a Dweller- let out a sigh. “I mean, um…that includes you. If you weren’t immortal, you could have died.”

Really?

“That was an incredibly brave thing you did out there. I am delighted to tell you…the boy has been doing just fine; you saved his life.”

Finally, she could find the strength to open her eyes. When she did so, the Dweller’s short and slender form was much clearer.

“H-hi,” she muttered, giving him a weak smile.

“Hello,” he replied. “Welcome back, Your Grace.”

“How…how long?”

“You were asleep for…a long time.” The Dweller paused. “…Two months.”

Two months??

Her arms were weak and tired, but still she put her elbows in front of her body and hoisted herself up to sitting. As her messy golden locks swept around her pale face, she frowned slightly. Her hair was…different. Perhaps a bit longer.

“Oh yeah.” The Dweller continued with a chuckle. “Your hair grew out a little.”

“Well…that makes sense, I guess.”

Lanayru let out a long yawn, briefly covering her mouth with her hand. Her fingernails, too, were badly overgrown and in need of a trim, the baby blue polish mostly chipped off.

“We have been waiting so long…Two months ago, you appeared in the teleportation circle frail and unconscious, we knew you weren’t dead, but you really gave us a fright there.”

“I…I’m sorry- I didn’t mean…”

“Don’t be. We figured it out anyway…using all of your healing powers at once like that is incredibly draining. That’s not what they’re made for. And you weren’t made to spend time down there. But we mustn’t scold you, for you were a true hero that day.”

Her cheeks flushed pink, and she found herself unable to look the kind Dweller in the eye.

“It was the least I could do,” she replied, voice almost a whisper.

For a second she wondered if her actions had indeed killed her. Of course that didn’t matter…she would have come back instantly. It was how she was made. The world couldn't afford to lose their precious Water Goddess.

“Now that you’re back with us, we have a lot of work to do.” The Dweller gave her a soft smile, and she lifted her gaze to meet his, now feeling comfortable enough to do so. “First, though, I must tell you something very important.”

She hesitated, fidgeting nervously with her dress. “What…is it?”

“Your Grace, in the mere two centuries of your existence you have displayed incredible selflessness…you never want to see a mortal suffer, you spend so much time making sure their water is beautiful…and now what you just did. I am proud to inform you that you have gained another domain.”

What?? Her heart raced in her chest, as she stared with wide eyes at the Dweller. Another domain?

“I have…? Really?”

“Indeed. You are now Lanayru, the Goddess of Water and Generosity.”

At first she couldn’t find words…she was speechless. Why am I the one being rewarded, when others need help? None of this made any sense…

“Wow, I…I can’t believe it,” she gushed. “For me? I don’t need any reward-“

“Your Grace, it has been given to you already. Out of all the Gods, you have proven yourself the most worthy for this. Once a domain has been handed to you, there’s no giving it back.”

So I should be proud of this, then.

If it could be used to help others further…she would make the most of this new gift.

“Well, I am honored.” She grinned at the Dweller, eyes gaining their sparkle once more. “I will do my best to fulfill it.”

…

And so she did.

Throughout the next millennium, she strengthened her generosity domain each day like a small child. It may be a secondary one, but it is just as important to her as her water domain, and she vows to keep her promises forever.

After all this time, some of her memories have faded, blurring together in the back of her mind, but she still recalls that moment clear as day. She always will.

While she gives the mortals water to keep them alive, she also protects them from the dangers of it.

#the goddess lanayru #there’s a few skyward sword references in here #kinda #tw drowning (but there’s no death)#the dwellers are the beings that live in her realm #i don’t know what else to call them so they’re dwellers ig #bailey writes #also the format is kinda shit #so if things are wonky i apologize for that

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readingslover · 10 months

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Chapter 11

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Amory Madden had never fitted in. As a child, she had an above the average sensitivity to the world and and even more outstanding intellectual capacity. As a kid, she was always younger than her classmates, often bee-ing bullied for it and her wits. Now, as an intern, even with amazing friends, her social anxiety had never truly allowed her to let her guard down.

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As she walks into the bathroom in the marning, along with Izzie and George, she found Cristina in th bathtub and Meredith on the floor, both hungover.

“Okay, what did I miss?” The boy asked as Amory poured the girls some water.

“You came in to full on vomit drama. Apparently, she dumped Derek and her? She’s been sleeping with Burke.” Izzie informed.

“I knew that.” George told her, receiving a shocked look.

“Drink up, come on, you’ll feel better.” The short intern encouraged them, putting some toothpaste onto her toothbrush.

“I feel empty.” Meredith muttered.

“Two hours of vomiting will do that to you.”

“No… I feel empty.”

“You’re lucky, I feel pissed off.” Cristina comented, laying back on the bathtub.

“Drink some water.I’m going to make you two sume breakfast, if you want.” Amory offered, in an attempt to help.

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“Male, 55, victim of head in collision.” The paramedic informed the group as he took their patient out of the ambulance. “GCS is 3. Skull fracture, multiple internal injuries. His veins blew so we’ve been pushing meds down the tube. PEA on arrival.”

“How long has he been down?” Bailey inquired.

“We’ve been doing CPR for about 20 minutes, it took fire twenty minutes to get him out of the car. He’s pretty much gone.”

“No, he’s not gone until we say he’s gone.O’Malley, take him to a bay and save him.”

“But… he’s dead.” The boy pointed out awkwardly.

“Did you not hear me?!” The woman aggressively asked. “He’s not dead until we say he’s dead. You know what to do, so do it.” The boy looked confused as the woman went on. “Grey, Madden, you’re on this too, move.”

“But he’s dead…” The male intern whispered and Amory pat his back in comfort as they went toward the ER.

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Now in a room, George looked at the nurse awkwardly, as they ried to resuscitate the man. “Olivia.” He greeted. “Pulseless V-tack.”

“Line’s in.” Amory informed.

“Okay, charge to 200. Clear.” The boy shocked the patient to no avail.

“Push on of epi.” Meredith instructed as her smaller friend spoke up.

“Let’s go again, charge to 300.”

“You serious?” The boy asked in a whisper.

“Yes, I’m serious. Charge again.” The girl gave him a tough look and insisted.

“Okay then, let’s charge to 300.” He agreed but the man’s heart didn’t restart.

Just then, their resident came in. “Grey, Madden… Any response?” As the man nodded negatively she suggested. “Okay, you guys can…”

“Should I call it?” George asked.

“What would you do next, O’Malley?”

“I would call it.”

The short blonde shook her head, knowing her friend wasn’t getting it. “To save him, George.”

“Oh, um… a pericardial window.”

“Excellent, do it.” The black woman nodded. “Grey, you’re done here. I’ve got a bowel obstruction for you.” The dirty blonde left after the resident, leaving Amory and George to tend to their patient.

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Some time later, Bailey came back to check on their progress. “Where are you?”

“I can see his heart. His heart that is not beating.” The boy sassed back.

“Okay, open the pericardium and aspirate. If the heart is still not beating, close and call it.” At the boy’s exasperated look she continued. “What? You think we’re defiling this man’s body?” Amory’s eyes darted between the two.

“Well, we’re certainly doing more than…”

“Than what…? If they are dead or dying when they come through those doors, you hump and hump hard. Why?”

“For the experience.”

“No, what else, there’s something more.” The resident urged him.

“Dr. Bailey, he’s not going to get it…” The girl whispered. “He’s not getting the lesson.”

“Oh, and you do?”

“Yas, I do. You do the best you can so that when the family comes, no matter the outcome, you can tell them you tried your best. That’s why you always need to give it your all.”

The resident smiled at her sadly and nodded. “Exactly.”

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As George sat with Amory in the locker room, he whispered, full of hope and excitemtent. “I saved a woman’s life today… I found that a woman who’d been declared brain dead, actually had a viable brain!”

“I know. I heard. I’m proud of you, George.” They held their hand together, the boy stroking hers lightly.

“You know, I finally got what Bailey meant about humpingon every dying patient. How did you? Figure it out, I mean?” He looked in her eyes, the lamp above them the only one in the dimly lit room.

“I just know that if anyone that I see as family, even if they aren’t by blood, I would want the doctors to have tried everything they could. I couldn’t get peace knowing if there was something else we could have done but we didn’t do becaus eh was already dead. I just remember my aunt, who took care of me more than my parents did. She was in a car accident, she and I were very close. I had a hard time after she died, you know. She looked out for me when I was a kid even though I wasn’t her kid. I had a lot of nightmares about it, about seeing her when we arrived at the hospital and they told us what happened. The doctors did everything they could like we did today.” She said in a hushed tone, looking back at him as he squeezed her hand tighter in comfort. “I normally don’t talk about it. I don’t feel comfortable beeing vulnerable, I get anxious and sometimes I relive it. But you… you make me feel safe.” The girl smiled as she stared down at the boys lips for a moment.

The boy smiled at her, still stroking her palm with his thumb. “I will always be here for you, you know.” As he noticed her gaze, he told her. “Um, I… I broke things off with Olivia, officially.” He looked back at her with a mixture of sweetness and intensity in his gaze.

“You… did?” She asked, her voice soft, and the boy nodded along.

“I did…” As he leaned toward her, Amory did the same, so carefully. And the moment their lips touched, everything felt so perfect for the both of them. It made sense, it was like coming home.

Once they pulled away, the boy cupped her face with his hand as she blushed slightly. “That, I, uh, it was…” The boy mumbled, unable to form words.

“It was like coming home.” She completed.

The boy nodded along, as their foreheads touched. Still not believing they kissed. And in that moment, the only light in the room shining above them; Amory felt as though she finally found her place in the world.

#grey's anatomy #greys abc #meredith grey #cristina yang #george o'malley #izzie stevens #alex karev #preston burke #derek shepherd #miranda bailey #richard webber #grey's anatomy imagines #grey's fanfic

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Have you got any recs for us?

Okay since I’m not sure what kind of recs you’re after I’m gonna do a couple for each!

Music wise ofc I have to say Taylor Swift her catalog is really diverse so there’s a song for everyone and every moment! I also love Maisie Peters she’s currently gearing up for her second album so it’s a great time to check her out and I cannot wait to see her perform in London in April! I also love the Bleachers and seeing them in london was probably the best gig I’ve been to!

Movies wise I’m still obsessed with Glass Onion and its just so clever and Blanc is the best! JoJo Rabbit is also an amazing movie and makes me cry every time I watch it!

TV shows I’ve been loving recently is Happy Valley and I can’t wait for the series finale tonight! My guilty pleasure is also any UK based cop show because they just crack me up hearing the bullshit people come up with to get off 😂

Books wise I’ve been reading a lot of Tessa Bailey recently, I’m currently reading Too Wild To Tame which I’m devouring! And for all those CE fans I highly recommend It Happened One Summer and Hook Line and Sinker because I was totally picturing Curtis and Colin for the male protagonist 😍

Fics wise I would definitely suggest any of @sweater-daddiesdumbdork Curtis’ series, Life’s Short so Make It Sweet is a personal fave of mine! If you like my Firefighter!Chris Burnin’ Up series you will love any series by @time-for-a-lullaby because her AUs are just *chef’s kiss* and if you love Steve i’d definitely recommend @anika-ann because she write Steve perfectly! And her cross overs are amazing! I loved the Criminal Minds one she did, so much so that I’ve added Criminal Minds to my watch list!

Send me some asks!!!

#niamhanswers #anon hour

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HI JEN 💓💝💘💕💓💞💗💕💓💝💘

first and foremost, HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! 💌💌💌 i hope this new year brings nothing but love, happinness, and lots of success and growth for you and your loved ones! 💝 how are you doing today? :)

i saw your post about not being around, i'm sorry about the passing of your relative; my condolences to you and the rest of your family.

i agree with what you said so much! taylor has such a talent for storytelling; it's truly amazing the way she transports you to the scenery she's describing when she sings ��🤯🤯 although not colour, but the way she makes snow on the beach sound exactly like that... mindblowing!

ohhhh, i'm surprised to see we share some likings! i'm more of a casual fan (i don't really follow them so i have noo idea what they're up to, however, i enjoy their music a lot!), but halsey is very good! i used to listen to them obsessively back when badlands came out; it's like one of those things that etch into your brain forever. i loveeee haunting, control, castle, and strange love! i listened to if i can't have love i want power last year and i enjoyed it a lot too, although i haven't really listened to it more, i found it to be an amazing album as well (i am not a woman, i'm a god is such a bop).

fall out boy are also amazing!! save rock and roll is like one of my favourite albums EVER, and american beauty/american psycho also is one of my faves to listen to! if you said they have new music coming, i hope i don't miss it :) ariana too!! ugh, i adore her music; dangerous woman is also one of my favourites and she's just so!! i do realise i am quite disconnected from mainstream media lately, but before the pandemic i was head over heels with these artists! demi lovato is also incredible! i love their voice (i am not sure at this point how they identify, so i apologise if i'm misgendering them); truly a wonder to witness 👀 although i think they put a rock album lately? i heard one song and i want to listen to it skjndshfb

i was a big fan of 5SOS back in high school too, although some things happened and i kinda just ignore them now 🫥🫥 (nothing personal, they just remind me of someone) but i've seen they've gotten big and that makes me happy for them cause they were really good and their albums (the first two) were on my playlist every day!

OH I ALMOST FORGOT EMAILS I CAN'T SEND!! like every artist i mentioned before, i used to listen to sabrina a lot years ago, but i drifted away. however, recently (and due to @/into my melancholia [i hope this doesn't give away my identity 🫥]) i listened to emails i can't send and LOVED it! 💓💓💓 it's such a good album too, i've been obsessed with nonsense and read your mind.

as for mirrorball, it's one of taylor's best writing, however sad, but i can also relate to it

ohhhhh, i've read some stephen king's books (and loved them!) but i haven't read doctor sleep; i might check it out 👀 my favourite drink is coffee, i don't drink much alcohol but i love wine! fun fact: my first language is spanish! so if there's any grammar or spelling mistakes in here, i apologise hehe

full offense but bailey is the cutest and i love him 🥺🥺🥺

i know this was quite a long ask (again), but i hope you don't mind :( i wanted to gush about things too! i know soon we'll unveil our gifts and to be honest, i'm kinda insecure about mine because i feel it's not a big deal :( despite that, i hope you'll like it, and i hope you don't regret me being your secret santa. just know that i loved meeting you and learning about you and you're so nice and kind that i'm thankful this site has people like you that make it a safe place 💗💗💗

i hope you're having a lovely day, please take care of yourself! 💞💞💞💞

-🎅

HI SANTA SWIFTIE!!!!!!!!!! HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!

first and most important thing i have to say in response to this is that i am so excited to see my gift and it is a big deal to me bc you made it for me and put thought into it sooo let's be real i love it already!!!!!!! you've been so sweet and wonderful to talk to, thank you for your kindness, i appreciate you more than i could ever say💕💕

thank you for your kind words for my family, i really, really appreciate that. it's a weird time, but we'll be okay.

CONTROL CASTLE AND STRANGE LOVE?? could your taste get any better? you're an icon. i've tried to see halsey twice and it hasn't worked out yet... the day it happens... idek who i'll become.

FALL OU TBOY!!!! SAVE ROCK AND ROLL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THAT ENTIRE ALBUMMMMMM JKSJKDSGJK . save rock and roll feat. elton john? bye. just one yesterday? incredible. miss missing you? AMAZING. young volcanoes? heard it live and nearly passed out.

i love fall out boy.

Z!!!!!! Z!!!!!! @intomymelancholia YOUR INFLUENCE CREATED ANOTHER SABRINA FAN!!!!!!!! I Love it.

if you love wine you should try the fruity kind i like! that might sound weird, but barefoot fruitscato, if you can get it... yummm!!!

Bailey loves you. xo

and so do I.

#santaswiftie #if i missed anything i am SORRY!#i love you ilove youuu!

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