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qqtxt · 1 year

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[🐯] comfort crowd

✿ pairing: beomgyu x gn!reader / idol!beomgyu, non.idol!reader / comfort fluff, slight angst if you squint / 1,436 words / mentions of food and eating ✿ in which you woke up not feeling okay, to have beomgyu notice it and sit it through with you. ✿ a/n: have a soft beomgyu on a sad day, my loves. ❤️ ✿ 🎧: comfort crowd by conan gray (edited version) [masterlist 🌸] / @kflixnet📍

beomgyu notices the littlest of things. like how your eyes brighten and sparkle when you’re excited about something, or how you have this small pout on your face when you’re hungry and the food hasn’t arrived yet. or... how your eyes seem weary, lips unable to curl up all the way when you smile and how you sound so... so tired.

the rose coloured tint his eyes would reflect upon seeing you, fades into a soft blue. his heart, that usually sings whenever he sees you, plays a sad tune today.

his eyes immediately scan through your surroundings; it’s your favourite show on the screen, something that would provide you comfort but it doesn’t seem to do any good. your hair’s messy, a sign you’ve been laying down for quite some time; feet clad with fuzzy socks, loose t-shirt and shorts lining your hips. it’s like it took you less than none energy to be at where you are, yet all the energy in the world to live through today.

beomgyu knows days like these all too well. the loneliness despite having people you love around. the sadness even though there are plenty of reasons to be happy. it was only human; to feel these emotions. to have a cry as an emotional release; to feel suffocated and taking a quiet day to reset. he only hates that he wouldn’t have known if he didn’t decide to stop by, that you would’ve suffered quietly, alone, even though he knows it’s not in your mind to reach out when you’re deep in unconscious, dull pain.

he tries not to show how his smile fades when he steps through the door, letting himself in with a spare key. he notices how you’re surprised at the sight of him–happiness, genuine happiness–but it’s mulled down today. as if there’s a net hooked over you, unable to express your emotions freely.

quietly, he closes the door behind him and sets down a couple of stuff he’s bought along the way; snacks, your favourite food, some canned sodas. he notices how you don’t pay attention to what he’s brought (when usually you’d giddily rush over and start setting the table up, ready to dig in with him by your side). it’s like he’s the only thing you see.

“hey, i didn’t know you were gonna stop by,” you push yourself from the sofa, pausing whatever that was on the television and make your way towards him, “would’ve prepared something for you.”

“no, no, it’s okay,” he’s making sure the things he’s bought doesn’t fall off and turns the cheek to watch you approach him. he spreads his arms out, a usual gesture to hug you the moment he sees you and it’s like you know what’s on his mind with the way he presses his lips into a thin line.

as you step into his arms, beomgyu sighs as he puts his arms around you. he wishes he had taken off his jacket before hugging you, so that he can feel you properly. he resorts to squeezing you tight, making sure you can’t escape (even if he knows you probably don’t have the strength in you to do that).

beomgyu feels your arms loosely hugging his waist, chin over his shoulder as he dips down to cocoon you and with the quiet exhale he hears next to his ears, it makes his heart tremble. you had such an effect on him. whenever you’re happy, it boosts his serotonin through the roof and he would gladly chase the moon. whenever you’re sad, it makes him want to drag himself to wherever you’re buried and stay there with you.

he swallows thickly, an arm grounding you onto him, the other reaching up to stroke the back of your head; then his fingers go through the strands of your hair. gently untangling any knots; the soothing gesture makes you relax in his hold, eyes fluttering shut.

“did something happen?” he asks, careful. he doesn’t know what to feel when you shake your head, pulling back from the hug just enough so you can stare at a spot on his shoulder; refusing to look at him in the eye. unable to find the words to speak, voice stuck in your throat; mouth full of cotton.

“just woke up like this?” he tries again, and seems to nail it when you shrug with a nod. you only murmur a soft yeah, i guess. then he’s able to make you crack a grin when he lightly sings the line i woke up like this, flawless by beyonce. you use a hand to hit his lower back, and he chuckles it off.

when the hilarity subsides and the weight of the situation sits on your shoulders, he leans in a little to rest his forehead on yours. he watches as you peek up to meet his gaze; shyly, then closing in serenity. he keeps his arm on you, the other reaching up to cup your cheek, thumb stroking the under of your eye softly.

“anything i can do to help?” his voice, murmured into your ears like a plea. he hates feeling useless, as if he can’t do anything... even if he knows it’s not necessarily something he can fix. he watches as you open your eyes, letting out a sigh as you shift your hands on his waist, still holding onto him. like an anchor, like the only thing keeping you in this reality before floating away.

“i don’t know.” your voice is soft, not entirely drowning in sorrow, but there’s a dull ache in your tone that he knows well. it’s not that you’re tired physically but emotionally, mentally, it took a bigger toll.

he moves his hands to reach for yours, pulling them away from him so he can hold them between your bodies. giving your hands a squeeze, he anticipates for when you look up to him. you do, slowly, leaning into trusting him, feeling at ease when you embrace your feelings just as you do in his grasp.

“can i... suggest something, then?”

he appreciates how you don’t force yourself to smile if you don’t want to. he manages to see a peek, though, when you scoff a laugh and shake your head.

“beats whatever i could think of.”

“okay,” he lets go of you for a split second to get rid of his jacket, remaining in his white t-shirt and grey sweatpants before he holds onto your hand, “follow me.” his voice sounds enthusiastic, even if you can tell there’s a hint of worry in his tone. he gently nudges you to follow him and you pad your way towards the sofa where you were lifelessly lying down on earlier. this time, beomgyu occupies one end of the sofa, resting his back against it as he spreads his legs out and beckons you to fill the space between. he makes you lean back against his chest, legs tangled together.

as you sink into the warmth he provides, your head leans on one side of his shoulder, allowing him to have a good look at your side profile. he loops his arms around you, his soft breathing fanning your neck. your hands meekly stroke his skin, enjoying the contact of him being this close to you.

swallowing, you peek at him at the corner of your eyes, “what’s next?”

he shrugs, blinking at you, “nothing.”

he tries not to laugh at your confusion, the way your brows furrow, the question in your voice. “nothing?”

he nods, “mhm.”

“we just stay like this?” you ask once more, as if you’re in disbelief but you fail to mask the excitement of doing nothing.

his lips does this thing where it’s a mix of a frown and an approving smile. eyes smiling at you the second you decide to let go and allow your eyes to flutter shut as you snuggle against him. he doesn’t miss the way there’s a small smile peeking at the corner of your lips, your voice soft as you admit: this is nice.

he knows there’s nothing he can do to automatically make you feel better, but it’s the way you trust him to be open and raw with your emotions is what makes him feel reassured. with the way your head lulls back to his shoulder, turning the cheek so you can bury your face to his neck as sleep succumbs you, he follows your lead and finds tranquility in the silence with you. saying everything that’s needed without saying anything at all.

the quiet moments with beomgyu spoke the loudest.

#kflixnet #txt scenarios #beomgyu x reader #beomgyu x y/n #beomgyu x you #choi beomgyu #txt x reader #txt x you #txt stories

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digirainebow · 3 months

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organizing a neglected aisile today serotonin through the ROOF

#digi discusses #ive been waiting to fix it since i got hired. i can FIX HER #a frequent customer saw me and actually THANKED ME. LMAO my ass off #working stock is actually the most fulfilling job ive ever had. why on earth was i ever teaching

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places-people · 10 months

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so much media today my serotonin is through the roof

#Taylor swift album speak now?? me crying???#red white and royal blue trailer?? liken #beefy Superman himbo cutie magical girl in my adventures with Superman??#jujutsu kaisen gojo geto tragedy of youth???#yeah #Nate says stuff

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otto-c-graves · 1 year

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Today I feel the need to post this somewhere that isn’t my deviantart.

I don’t like to post about my personal life and I am just one of many out there, but today, I want to just lay it down.

I don’t like to talk about my personal life because I have a fear of the repercussions it may lead to and what I might cause to myself and the others around me.

Earlier this year I started going to a therapist and he helped a lot, bless him, but I haven’t gone back since due to some other major life changing events I do not wish to dwell on. My therapist helped me realize that a lot of my anger and anxiety, which the latter of the two being through the roof, was caused by my upbringing. In other words, my inability to contain my emotions and how to deal with a sticky situation was not taught well to me as a child.

Then, on top of that and unfortunately many years of my life later, I came to fully realize that someone very close to me was, in short, a gaslighting narcissist. This person put so much strain on me growing up that I didn’t realize it. When I would sense something wasn’t really right, or my words would get twisted by this person but I was unable to do anything about it, I thought it was normal to feel as I felt.

I grew up walking on eggshells, and still do, and fearing of upsetting them. I can’t even begin to list all the things they do and have done to me nor do I think I feel comfortable doing so. Since going to therapy and realizing all my anger, anxiety, depression, zoning out, on top of many other issues, we’re caused by a lot in my past I feel like I really want to try and push forward.

I say this but I know darn well I probably won’t. However, I do, at this moment, have a sense of at least wanting to move forward. I would like to work on my projects again and really focus on the things that give me a little spark of serotonin. For the past five years I have spent procrastinating and depressed and in slow motion due to my home circumstances. I hate putting the blame all on this person- even if it was mostly them.

I do want to look forward to organizing and encouraging myself to work, but I feel like everything almost does not ever go according to my plans. So I say again, I want to look forward to start a new chapter, but we’ll see how that goes.

Can’t have too much of a good thing, you know?

#otto babbles on and on #otto talks #otto’s personal life #tw depressing stuff #tw narcissism #tw gaslighting #tw therapy #therapy #tw abuse #tw anxiety #mentally exhausted #mental health #mental health tw #tw depression #I hate talking about me #i’m sorry #tldr #text post

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annadelveys · 2 years

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today i met a girl i havent seen in like 10 years and it was so sweet. i LOVE old friendships. i was there with a guy I've known since i was 7 and there is NOTHING like bothering someone in such an intentional way. like sitting next to someone and hitting and poking and tickling them just because 1) you can 2) they do the same thing to you 3) its just genuinely fun to be a bother to someone who enjoys it. there is nothing like knowing that you can do anything to someone and they will enjoy it / laugh it off / do the same or worse to you. serotonin through the roof etc.

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spoiledmyth · 1 month

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listened crj’s entire discography today and now I think my serotonin levels are through the roof

#crj #music #I actually don’t remember the last time I listened to this many albums in a day #her early stuff is mad underrated imo #justice for sour candy

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championinghappy-blog · 3 months

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PAUSE. REFLECT. GRATITUDE

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Well done for getting through another week champs, remember to celebrate your wins not matter how big or small they are - a win is a win!

Often when it comes to mental health, our challenges, difficulties & issues can overshadow the little things that are considered wins. Wins differ from person to person, for some a win could be getting out of bed & for others it could be making it into work even when you're not feel so great.

As much as it's important to take life at your own pace, start paying attention to the hurdles you're jumping over. It's easy to focus on things that aren't going right, but even during those times you can learn to practice gratitude & show appreciation for the small things in your life.

"This kind of thinking leads to a release of serotonin and dopamine, chemicals in the brain that are associated with happiness and pleasure. Acknowledging gratitude also decreases stress hormones. The short-term result is a reduction in anxiety and an improvement in mood. In the long-term, regularly practicing gratitude may also lead to lasting changes in your brain, priming you to be more grateful going forward"

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QUICK MOOD BOOST

Pause. Reflect. Gratitude! Here's a quick fun interactive practice for you champs.

#mentalhealthcommunity #mentalhealth #positiveenergy #gratitude #grateful #goodvibes #mentalhealthmatters #depression #bipolar #adhd #happylife #winning #happysaturday #cheerstotheweekend #wemadeit #champions #doingthemost #positivethinking

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redrattlers · 3 years

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it’s been a couple hours now and I’m just so stupidly happy still that 1) they won song of the year for teeth 2) they’re together and they look good and they look happy and AHHH I LOVE MY BAND

#the serotonin today is through the roof #8 long months of breadcrumbs and seeing them together is so fucking nice #this is where I’m at today #🥰🥰🥰🥰

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jamespotterthefirst · 3 years

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Holy sh*t, have you seen the offers on RC? PB could never

Omg

Is this including hair and outfits?

#I'm going to play Dracula non stop after work today Holy shit #My serotonin just burst through the roof 😎#dracula: a love story #Romance Club

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wildroseparadise · 3 years

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Magenta: Loki x reader

Pairing: Loki x reader

Word count: 1,3k words

Requested: Yes, for @msfandomfreak. I hope you like it!! ♡

Summary: Imagine not seeing color until you meet your soulmate, and then finding him on a mission to save his brother, and your best friend, Thor. (soulmate!au)

Warnings: None, I don't think so, at least [Please tell me if I missed any!]

Here's part II !

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You remembered it from when you were young; hearing about it from adults, learning about it in school, and giggling over it with friends.

"Don't worry, sweetie, when you find the one for you, you will know."

"There is a hormone much like serotonin, which floods your brain--"

"When Eric looked at Maisy today, I could have sworn he saw color!"

Having lived alone in New York for years, it became much more of a reality after moving into the Avengers Tower- always surrounded by "the real deal". Stark and Pepper; Nat and Bruce; Clint having told you about his secret wife and children; and even Thor meeting Jane, and then having to help him through their breakup and his denial.

But even though people around you kept meeting their soulmates, and the blacks and whites that clouded your vision were a stark reminder of it, you started to lose hope and belief in the whole thing.

You contented yourself with the friendships and family you had made with the team, being the closest to Thor- his boisterous presence successfully calming your angst at times. You convinced yourself that you would never meet your soulmate, that you might just have been the exception and just didn't have one, no end in sight.

That was until today,

Having received a distressing message from Heimdal, asked after by the prince, you had successfully infiltrated the planet known by its inhabitants as Sakaar, no more than five hours later.

Apart from distant stars, the luminescent glow from skyscraper windows provided the only touch of light in the city streets, although they looked to be at a greater distance than the burning balls of gas.

It was easy to move through the shadows, the half-finished monument of your friend on the side of a building giving you an idea of where Thor was. Having no idea on how to get in and not fancying getting caught before even getting to your teammates, you opt for the next best thing. The Quinjet.

Bruce must have landed here when he didn't come back, you quirk an eyebrow. Taking a few steps back, you accelerate in speed and leap forwards into the crater shaped junkyard, landing steadily beside the run-down ship. Making your way inside, you decide to quietly wait out the dark and scout for entryways.

Jerking awake to the sound of banging against the metal roof, cursing under your breath when the latch opens, you found that you didn't have to search for your friends anymore.

Moving through the crowded marketplaces and alleyways, you use your powers of manipulation to discourage any wandering eyes. Thor leading you through the Hulk parade, you meet up with a woman who Thor introduces you to,

"Hi," Thor starts.

"Hi," the woman responds.

"I was going to do that," your friend defends, pointing towards the unconscious alien laying in front of you.

"Yeah, well, I did it first" she says with refreshing candor.

"That's good. What are you doing here?" you can practically hear the smile in his tone.

"What are you doing here? I thought you were leaving." the woman peers behind Thor; the way Bruce flinches away surely looking like a schoolgirl hiding from her crush.

Humph, you hum from behind your friend in an attempt for him to acknowledge you.

"I got sidetracked," he muses, pointing towards the pair of you.

"You know everybody is looking for you, right?" she asks, pointing towards Thor's openly displayed features.

"Ah, yes. Well, thanks to Lady Y/n here," Thor throws his arm around your shoulders, a proud grin on his face, "we don't need to sneak around or hide ourselves."

She raises an eyebrow in question, looking between the two of you.

"I can show you," you sigh, lifting your hand and trailing your fingers in the air in front of you as if though you were brushing something.

A rumbling starts in the ground, the vibrations causing the gravel at your feet to sputter and move; the sound of hooves in the distance getting louder. A herd of three-headed, grey mares rode through the crowd, but nobody seemed to move. Their eyes red as blood, and teeth half rotten, their neighs tearing at only her eardrums.

"How- How did you do that?" the woman in front of you asks, fidgeting uneasily in front of you. Although you can detect a clear flicker of delight at such a powerful display by a potential ally.

"Manipulation. That's my power," you shrug, "I use it to keep anyone from suspecting anything when they see us walking past."

She nods towards you, leading the group into a building close by. You walk next to her, talking to pass the time, but mostly to ignore the infatuated musings of the men in your company.

After having established that the woman you now knew was a Valkyrie was joining your team, you walk through the door she had led you to.

First in is Thor, then Valkyrie, before you is Bruce, and lastly you. "Suprise," you hear a new voice call out but before you can look up you hear some metal falling to the floor.

"Ow," looking up at the person in front of you at the same time he does, your eyes meet, and the world seems to stop. You throat is either closing or your lungs had stopped working because you could no longer breath.

The scariest thing was that it didn't even seem important. The fact that you couldn't breathe didn't matter to you. You were too consumed by the color that now sprung out in front of you, like fireworks or explosions of color lighting up a normally grey world.

The things that you had forever wanted to see the color of didn't seem to matter now, either. You knew that there was a large window to your left, you had seen it when the door had first opened, but you couldn't for the life of you tear your eyes away to gaze at the sky. You didn't care to look at the color of your hair or your tight, armored suit.

All you could stare into were those beautiful eyes staring back at you. A sea of blues and greens that mixed in the perfect way, luring you further in with every second that passed.

You knew who the man in front of you was, even with the golden chains that wrapped around him you could tell that he was powerful. Loki, God of Mischief, the brother of Thor and destroyer of New York.

"-/n? Y/n? Hello!" Thor waved his arms in the air to catch your attention, but you were scared to move. You weren't scared of him, though, although you surely should be. This was Loki, the Loki, and you were only ever scared that if you moved- if you even blinked, everything would fall apart.

You felt such peace looking at him, but all you could see in his gaze was surprise and slight astonishment. What if he snapped out of it and realized that he hated you, despite never having met you before? You didn't want to act weak then, throwing yourself into his arms like you wanted to, if he was at that very moment plotting on how to affectively break your heart.

No. You could see a small smile rise on his lips, surely having read your mind. Wait, could he read minds? Surely, he can!

"You." he sounded content. Could you be so lucky as to a have him be happy to see you? To have him feel the same for you as you do him?

"You." you smiled at him, seeing the gleam of mischief in his eyes that you just knew meant that he had heard your thoughts, and felt the same.

"You have no idea how long I've been waiting for you." Loki sighs, eyes flitting across your face, gaze filled with that of newfound love.

Y/N: Another ask, thank you so much! I hope you liked this and I'm sorry that it took so long to do, I just had to decide where in the whole MCU timeline that I wanted it to take place and so I had to watch all the movies with Loki again to decide. THERE WILL BE A PART 2 COMING, I'VE ALREADY STARTED IT.

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#loki laufeyson x reader #loki laufeyson fluff #loki fic #loki of asgard #loki laufeyson #loki odinson #loki imagine #loki x y/n #loki x reader #loki x reader fluff #loki x you #loki fanfic #loki fluff #loki soulmate au #soulmate #soulmate au #soulmate!au #soulmate!loki

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redhairedwolfwitch · 2 years

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Doctor Y/n - Attending Orthopedic Surgeon - 3 - Grey's Anatomy x Fem!Reader

"Joey? I know you're not asleep." You peeked your head in the door, spotting Jo asleep on her side of the bed that used to hold three.

"Hm."

"What's wrong?" You frowned, flopping into the middle of the bed as Jo grumbled under her breath.

"I barely get to operate anymore, and when I do, they don't recover enough to go home. Oh, and how could I forget the refrigerator truck full of dead bodies that I get to pass on the way from the car park. The only reason that I am still in bed is that I am paralysed with excitement." Jo's voice was muffled by the duvet, leaving you to sigh as you gently brushed a piece of hair from her face.

"What about Luna?" You whispered, pausing as Jo cracked open her eyes and sighed.

"Dammit!"

You chuckled as Jo threw off the duvet, getting out of bed.

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Teddy: Tom's in the hospital, he had a seizure as we got him out the ambo

Y/n: Joey is operating on that mom who had the baby growing in her liver

Y/n: and Bailey's mom was just brought to the hospital with covid, it's bad

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"How's the baby?"

"Ah, yeah, well, he won't let me sleep, but other than that, I can't wait to get back to him." Amelia grinned, thinking about Scout.

"Allison is with Leo at Owen's mom's. I'm just- I miss them like crazy, but with all of us treating COVID patients, it just, it doesn't seem safe. I think Y/n and Jo miss having the kids around too, we were almost this, matrifocal household, and then the pandemic hit." Teddy explained, sighing as she thought about how the pandemic had disrupted everything.

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Joey: I just delivered a baby, it was amazing

Braces: if you're thinking what I think you are, I am owed money

Joey: what are you talking about

Braces: i said years ago when we were residents about in 5 years, you end up being an ob/gyn

Joey: you're a little shit

Braces: but you love me

Joey: sadly

Braces: rude

///

"So, you delivered a baby today." You smiled as you arrived home. Jo was sat at the dining room table instead of the kitchen counter, a pile of pizza boxes next to her.

"I delivered a baby today." She grinned, taking a sip of her beer, "It happened so quick, I went to check on Luna, and this nurse said that there was an imminent delivery, and in the next second, I was catching a baby. I was literally the first person in the universe to hold him. And then I handed him to his parents, and their faces were just... no wonder Val's so depressed. It's the happiest thing I've ever seen. It was just so pure and simple and perfect. I was buzzing, but it was a total random fluke, and tomorrow, we'll be back to the same depressing crap." Jo monologued, glancing at you as you stuffed a piece of pizza in your mouth.

"Bullshit. Val is alive today."

"Do you think that's why Carina DeLuca is always in such a good mood? She's just, you know, handing out babies, and it shoots her serotonin levels through the roof!" Jo pointed out, stealing a piece of pizza from your box.

"That, plus the masturbation study... she's done a lot of research into the female orgasm."

"What if I changed?" Jo burst out, leaving you to pause in your slice of pizza.

"Then I'd be owed money." You replied, crunching on the crust as Jo began to elaborate.

"Careers, programs... I know I've put years and years into surgery, but if it's not bringing me any joy, then wouldn't it be insane to not change?"

"I think, you should do it."

"I want to be happy." Jo admitted, leaving you to nod and grab another piece of pizza, "everyone's dying. Meredith's... Tomorrow is not promised. Not in marriage. Not in life. I wanna be happy." Jo declared before shoving the piece of pizza in her mouth.

"I want you to be happy too, Joey."

/// Time Skip ///

"Sir, when you have a minute, I was wondering if I could talk to you about something I am considering, career-wise?" Jo asked as she and Webber went over all the patients she had taken on since Meredith got covid and Bailey's mother died.

"Ah, damn it."

"Oh, well it doesn't have to be now, I'm sure that you are dying to go home." Jo reiterated as Webber sounded mad.

"No one's leaving here tonight." Webber sighed, stuffing his phone back in his pocket as he walked away.

///

"Listen up! Seattle Pres has reached capacity. Which means, we should expect to receive about twice the patients per day. We are activating surge capacity protocol. Hey, I'm not happy about it either. We need to double up on every room we can. We are converting this cafeteria to COVID overflow tonight. We need all available hands, including residents. You will not take care of COVID patients. So, call home, make arrangements, check your inboxes for assignments. Thank you." Webber announced as everyone gathered in the cafeteria.

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"Doctor Altman's in a bad mood." Helm mumbled as she found you standing at the nurses station.

"Can't do anything about that now, Helm, sorry." You apologised, reaching for the hand sanitiser station.

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"Hey."

Teddy looked up from where she was sat, her head in her hands.

"Hey."

"Have you video-called to see Leo and Allison yet?" You enquired, walking around the back of the couch to grab the lunchbox you'd stashed in your bag.

"Not yet, have you?"

"I don't have Evelyn's number, all the Allison content I get is from Amelia." You admitted, biting your lip as Teddy frowned, taking your phone from your knee so she could add the number.

"You're lucky we're timing it right." Teddy remarked, pressing dial on her phone whilst you froze.

The timing was right?

A smile broke across your face as you heard Evelyn answered, hearing Allison and Leo in the background before they came into video.

"Mommy! Mama!"

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"Did you quit yet?" Levi enquired as he found Jo sat on a bench outside the hospital, staring up at the sky.

"It's not quitting, it's choosing joy. I wanna choose joy. I wanna bring life into the world. That's nothing to shame me over." Jo retorted, folding her arms.

"I didn't shame you." Levi argued but Jo turned to give him a 'are you serious' look.

"A little bit you did."

"I heard Grey's awake. Did you tell her?" Levi enquired, looking at the ground as the rain crackled all around them.

"No! She would definitely shame me. She was my teacher, she loves to cut more than anybody I know. She would tell me that it's a reaction to the pandemic and that it's insane to quit surgery and on some level she'd be right. But, when I think about quitting, it brings me so much joy! It's like I have a dirty little secret." Jo chuckled, smiling as you walked over.

"Follow joy, Joey. Because even though that makes me the last one in our surgical residency class, I think you would be amazing wherever you go." You smiled, letting out a breath as the wind washed over you.

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"I told you about Allison, but I never told Owen. I never told Owen that Allison and I were more than best friends... and we named Allison after her." Teddy admitted as she found you outside, basking in the sunlight.

"I wouldn't name my child Danielle, because there's only one Dani. But, I think that at this point, Allison would feel blessed that you named your daughter after her. I think Owen might need to know though..." You replied, closing your eyes to take in the sun.

"Our. Our daughter. She calls you mama, she's your daughter too." Teddy affirmed, reaching for your hand but her pager interrupted her.

"No, no, no, no, no, it's Meredith!" Teddy exclaimed as she ran back inside, pulling on her mask hurriedly.

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Tags: @nnightskiess @emskisworld @multifandomlesbianic @thegirlwhowishedeveryonelived @inquisitive-nix @fire-and-blood-targaryen @unexpected-character

#grey's anatomy x reader #grey's anatomy imagine #grey's anatomy #jo wilson x reader #teddy altman x reader #jo wilson imagine #teddy altman imagine #jo wilson #teddy altman #tom koracick #miranda bailey #richard webber #owen hunt #levi schmitt #meredith grey

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bukojuiice · 3 years

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rose-colored boy

ೃ pairing: (eren jaeger x fem! reader)

ೃ tags: college/modern au, fluff, humor, love at first sight cliché, mikasa is your cute little sister, armin, sasha, jean, and connie are your besties, and eren is a himbo who works hard and has terrible friends.

ೃ warnings: strong language and mild suggestive content

ೃ part 1/??? of my (eren x reader) college au!

ೃ word count: 3000 words

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ೃ This is my very first snk x reader fic! so i hope you bear with some errors! qwq

i’ve been following the anime ever since it was released in 2013, and this is the first time i’m going to be writing for it. this month’s manga chapter really took me out so why not channel my sadness thru writing an fluff! eren fic? 🤧 i hope you enjoy either way!

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ೃ in which (Y/N) (L/N), 20, still in school, and regretfully-unregretfully-her little girl scout sister's assistant, meets eren jaeger in an embarrassing too innocent door-to-door cookie sale whilst a humiliating party was going on.

cookies, suspicious maybe-maybe-not pot brownies, meddling little sisters and friends, “oh my god they were roommates” vine on replay 24/7, homework, tears, and fairy lights bring them together.

“I’m going to enter now.”

“Ahhh yes, please!”

“Shut up, please.” Eren muttered to himself as he tossed and turned around in his bed, but still couldn’t get to sleep. “When will they ever stop doing this?” Why did Eren’s next-door roommate and his girlfriend have to do this five times a day? They had a lot of stamina for 21-year-olds who didn’t have anything better to do.

Eren’s thoughts eventually brought him to his parents.

His parents- did they even exist?

For pretty much 14 years of Eren’s life, they had been out of town or out of the country. His older brother, Zeke, blonde, bespectacled, tall, and sometimes too far up his own ass older brother who Eren is able to confide in from time to time, recently got a girlfriend whom he’s hopelessly in love with (they’re even thinking about getting married which isn’t really a problem since the girl is genuinely nice to his older brother so Eren is good with her.), so… things in the family had been a bit rough and busy to say the least.

Communication with his parents wasn’t always the best.

Eren would study late at night back when he was seven, because no one bothered to help him with homework. Along with the fact that he wasn’t the brightest kid in class, and he knew that very well, but he had ambition and he was determined to make it big in the world. He focused more on sports, particularly Soccer in middle school and high school, and tried to balance that with his studies. After being granted a Sports Scholarship from Shigashina University, Eren decided to rent and share a flat, living with his batchmates who he met at a mixer party (before Uni started as this whole meet and get to know each other kind of thing) and whom he was so quick to call his ‘friends’, just so that he could get out of the hellhole that was his own house.

But things turned out much worse than expected.

Eren thought that the ‘College Life’ was to focus more on pursuing your future career and make a name for yourself but… it was the other way around.

He thought that after Freshmen year, everyone would take things seriously. Sure, have some drinks, get wasted after finals, or have house parties from time to time. But he was unfortunately, dragged into the wrong crowd. After attending around 5 parties in the first few months of being generalized as one of the infamous and pompous freshman archetypes present in every university, he called it a year and spent the rest of his nights doing homework, projects, playing video games, staying at the school soccer field until 10PM while his roommates were probably smoking crack and not caring about the number of units they needed to take for each of their goddamn subjects.

He was ~living the life~ and now that he regrets most of the decisions he made in freshman year, the only option that he has left was to wait until his third year and move to a different apartment.

Now, here he was, Sophomore year, nearing the end of the semester, and very much eager to get the hell out of here and also study for his upcoming finals on Constitutional Law II, as his professor, Mr. Erwin Smith, was going to throw hands if one of his students score below average on the exam.

“EREN MICK JAEGER! BROOOO!” Eren winces when he hears the shrieky and annoying voice of his flatmate Thomas Wagner, calling out to him. “Wanna go and party with us?” Eren smiles halfheartedly, shaking his head, “Ah, no thanks. I have a game tomorrow and finals coming up on Thursday.” Thomas smirked and wrapped his arm around Eren, “Oh fuck that, live the college life ya spoon.”

“No, really I have to study.”

Thomas frowned and groaned, “Oh god, you’re such a killjoy. Fine, if that’s what you want. Don’t blame us if we tell you to buy some beer down the block.”

Eren cracked an obviously fake laugh and pushed Thomas away from him, “You’re an ass. That only happened once and that was when we first met. Don’t you even dare try to ask me to buy you shit again.”

“Woah. Woah. Woaaaaaah. That was a joke Eren. Loosen up will you?” Thomas raises an eyebrow, clearly taken aback by the brunette’s sudden aggressiveness. He hums Moves like Jaeger by Maroon 5 as a way to spite Eren whilst passing by him down the staircase.

The brunette shook his head, tying his hair into a bun carelessly and sprinting into his room without uttering another word.

Eren just wanted to study. He really did.

Instead, his roommates, all of them, mind you, were all partying in the lounge and the music was too loud and Eren was too annoyed.

They did manage to bring him out and make him stay in the kitchen where he mindlessly glared at anyone who came in. He sighed and tapped his pen restlessly amongst the insane amount of books on the table.

There was a knock.

His roommate, Floch, came in the kitchen with his girlfriend who Eren couldn’t even name with all the women he has brought into the apartment. She was hanging onto his arm and giggling. Floch’s eyes were red and his speech very slow and lazy. "Eren!" he said with a sly grin.

Eren raised an eyebrow, shooting him an irritated look. "What now Floch? Are you here to tell me to take a shot again?" The ginger-haired’s girlfriend giggled once again and kissed Floch’s cheek. Floch laughed and swatted her away, though he missed by a long shot. "Someone's at the door," a thumb pointing to the den. "wouldchumind ge'in it?" another giggle. The girl nodded sloshily. "Yesss! Erenieee get 'em door, please. Be a dearrrrr."

Eren frowned and stared at them menacingly, earning no reaction from the two as they were mad drunk. "You were just in the den," Floch’s eyes widened. "My lovey wovey-we was in the den?" His girlfriend’s mouth went into an O. "Di'nt notice tha'!"

Eren sighed and stood up. He miraculously got through the throng of bodies and to the front door. "Yes?" he called out exasperated, not knowing who was outside.

"Do you want cookies?"

Eren turned and looked to see a little raven-haired girl, a girl scout no less, a blonde-haired boy pulling on a trolley who looked significantly shorter than him, wearing rimmed glasses, and an overall appearance whom his “friends” would immediately label as a nerd they had to be a few feet away from if they saw him and lastly, a girl who looked very tired and very done with life.

Beautiful (h/c)-colored hair, her eyes looked like the starry night sky, twinkling as he catches her gaze and a smile that looked forced, but warm all the same.

A girl who was just absolutely fucking gorgeous.

Eren was captivated. His heart was beating like crazy and he could feel his ears turn red. He would make a fool of himself if he looked red as a tomato right now.

"Um," The girl peeked inside and grimaced, squeezing the hand that was her little sister's shoulder and catching Eren’s gaze. "Mikasa, I don't think these kinds of guys would want cookies."

“Unless they're pot cookies,” Eren almost said. Mikasa pouted and widened her eyes at Eren.

The older girl crouched down and frantically covered her little sister’s eyes. "Nopenopenope, Mi, don't pull that on him."

"But (Y/N)!"

(Y/N).

Her name was (Y/N).

Eren smiled sincerely (for the first time today) and leaned back inside to the drawer by the door to grab the extra cash he and his roommates put there for emergency pizza and stuff. "You know what? You're absolutely brilliant at selling cookies. I'll take one."

Mikasa smiled back at him cheekily and tugged her older sister’s hand. "See, (Y/N)?! He wants some! Go get 'em!”

The raven-haired girl then turned to the blonde teen, practically jumping up and down. “Armin look! We sold another one!"

“We did!” The boy who was apparently named Armin, clapped his hands together, then gave the little girl a high five. “You’re a natural at this Mikasa!”

(Y/N) looked at Eren, then Mikasa, and sighed. She grabbed a bag from the trolley Armin was dragging around and pulled out a box of cookies. Eren grabbed them slowly from her, their hands almost touching as he gave (Y/N) a small smile. The (h/c) girl blushed lightly, though not visible enough for the brunette to notice.

"Hope to see you again!" Eren called out when the siblings said their thank you's and bid farewell.

And, this time, even for the slightest moment, Eren’s serotonin levels were going straight through the roof. His heart was still beating loudly, almost in sync with the trash music his roommates were blaring on the speakers. and for a moment, even just for a moment.

He felt genuine happiness that he hasn’t felt in a very long time.

The three of you continue to walk animatedly, now that the coast was clear and the guy from earlier wasn’t within earshot, your blonde friend just had to break the silence.

Armin smiles, pushing his glasses up to the crook of his nose. “(Y/N), you did see how he looked at you right?” The blonde chuckles softly, catching his best friend off guard.

You blinked. “Him?” You try to stop yourself from smiling, blushing profusely. “Geez Armin, I don’t even know his name yet.”

“I’ll bet you 100 bucks that he goes to our Uni.”

“Even if he does, it’s not like we’ll talk to him or anything. Judging from the place he lives in and the people he was hanging out with, we’re in two completely different worlds.” You shook your head in denial, holding Mikasa’s hand, your interlocked arms swinging playfully. Armin gives you a knowing look in response.

Mikasa continued to wave back at the boy whom they had just sold cookies too. (Y/N) looked over her shoulder and smiled. “Wasn’t he nice (Y/N)?” Mikasa asks her older sister. (Y/N) returned her sister a small smile, “He was.”

"I hope we see him again!"

"I'm sure we will."

The day of Eren’s dreaded finals finally arrive.

He has prepared tirelessly for this. Hours upon hours of hard work. But, before he finally gets his well-deserved sleep, he has a few more hours to cram and absorb more knowledge for his exams.

So, what better way to do so than head straight to the library as soon as it opens at 6 AM?

This time, no one was going to bother him. No annoying roommates and no distractions.

Eren heads over to a table near the coffee and snack machines. He puts down his bag on a seat next to him, and begins to study once again. Looking through the course materials and the lessons that he still didn’t quite understand. Eren was so absorbed with studying and relying on his gut feeling that no other student in this university would think of going to the library at 6 AM on the day of finals… then he’s wrong. Very wrong.

“Sasha, should you even be eating mashed potato this early in the morning?” Armin asks the brunette worriedly, a huge tone of concern in his voice.

“Armin! Don’t chu worry! I ate heavy breakfast! Bacon, Eggs, and Toast! Did you not see me in the kitchen!?” She reassures her blonde friend, continuing to scoop up the mashed potato on a reusable cup.

“Liar.” Connie hissed, narrowing his eyes. “I was awake since 4 AM. Not once did I see you sneak into the kitchen until (Y/N) woke you up.”

“Atatata. Can we… stop with the negative vibes for a second?” Jean tries to become the mediator by holding his hands up against his two friends who were about to start an argument. “It’s finals week. We have to keep a clear mind, body and soul-“

“Jean, you know that’s BS.” You yawn widely, still practically half-asleep.

“Oh, come on! Can’t you just let me be positive just this once!? If we fail this exam I’m going to blame you!“

The five of you continue to talk mindlessly on the way to the library. Connie pushes the glass door open, very much excited to have this huge library all to yourselves.

Until…

There was someone already there.

Your eyes immediately come into contact with Eren’s. His radiant jade eyes staring into yours, mouth practically agape, his hands holding on to wooden chopsticks as the hot air of instant ramen breezes through his face.

“Oh?” Connie blinks. “Guess we aren’t the first ones here then.” He whistles.

“(Y/N)!” Armin nudges you in the arm in an attempt to tease you. “Guess your wish came true huh? We did see him again! By himself too!”

“W-what am I supposed to do exactly?” You turn to Armin, speaking in a hushed whisper.

“Say thank you to him! Offer him to go on a boba date or something!”

“You got the Sasha seal of approval (Y/N)! He’s hot!” Sasha motions you a thumbs up and you can’t help but feel yourself already wanting to die of embarrassment.

The four of them slightly push you towards his table. With your friends cornering you like this, there was no way of escaping this.

All you had to do was talk to him and properly thank him for buying cookies from your little sister.

That was it.

No need for any extra ad-libs or poor and bad attempts of flirtation.

Just thank him (Y/N).

You can do this.

You breathe a hefty sigh then approach his table with confidence. The brunette continues to look up at you whilst turning the page of his reviewer that he wasn’t even looking at.

“Hi again! I just wanted to thank you properly for helping my sister and I, out the other day. Mikasa really appreciated the gesture you did for her, and she couldn’t stop talking about you to our parents since we saw you. You see, none of the other girl scouts want to be paired up with my sister because they think she’s an emotionless and monotonous freak. They’re really mean to her but she really wants to continue being a girl scout so my friend and I accompany her whenever she has to sell cookies!”

“It’s N-no problem!” Eren quickly replies, running a hand through his hair. “Why would they say such horrible things to your sister like that? Judging from the way she acted in front of me, she was quite the opposite. In a positive way of course! Those kids are just assholes who are intimidated because another girl their age is seemingly better than them.”

You giggle in response. “Thank you. I’ll tell Mikasa that you said that!”

There was short silence for a few seconds until you realized that you forgot to say something.

“Ah! I’m (Y/N) (L/N) by the way!”

“Eren.” He smiles, reaching his hand out to you for you to shake. You grip his strong and calloused hand firmly, and Eren could feel his ears turning red again while you were about to blush as red as a tomato.

You hear your friends snickering in the background and you took this as a sign to go back to your table. “I guess, I’ll see you around campus?” You ask, tilting your head. For, you actually really wanted to see him again after this.

“Yea! I’ll be seeing you!” He grins widely, watching you leave where he was seated. His smile then envelops into a frown as soon as you went away then he goes back to studying.

“(Y/N)! (Y/N)!” Connie whispers loudly, calling you over by waving his hand. Why was this dunce being so painfully obvious? “Ask him if he’s looking for an apartment or if he wants to live with us!”

“Already!?” You ask in disbelief, a bit shocked by what Connie had just said. He scoots to the left, as you take a seat between him and Sasha. “Guys, you’ve known him for like… 3 minutes. Only Armin and I actually interacted with him before this.”

“He has to pass the vibe check first.” Jean shrugs, sipping on an iced expresso. “But, yeah, he does seem alright from a few feet away.”

“Come on (Y/N)! Ask him!” Sasha nods approvingly. “It’s weird that he’s studying alone like this while we’re in another table trying to remain unaware that he looks lonely as hell.”

“UMmMM… maybe he wants to study alone because that’s the only way he can focus? That’s a thing that normal people do, Sasha.” You remark sarcastically, trying to think up of more reasons to not approach him again.

Armin clears his throat, “Look, (Y/N), it won’t hurt to try right? Besides, don’t you feel a tiny bit sorry for him? He does seem lonely and you do have a crush on him so… more ways to interact with him right?”

Your shoulders slump and you breathe a defeated sigh. “Okay okay fine.” You make your way to Eren’s table again but before you do, you turn to your friends. “By the way, I don’t really have a crush on him just yet. I just find him cute okay?”

“Yeah yeah.” They say in unison as you continue to walk back to the brunette’s table.

“Hi again Eren!” You wave and try your best not to fumble or look painfully obvious that you were infatuated by him. He looks up and you try your best not to smile like a weirdo.

“Hm?” He hums.

“Would you like to come over to our table and study with us?”

To be continued.

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