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♡Happy Izzie Stevens♡

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i’ve decided that izzie always takes her multivitamins in the form of gummy bears

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"isobel stevens spend five hours on her feet in surgery today. not because she was ready to go back to work but because she was scared. she was scared for her job and she was scared to show weakness."

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not me crying being so so proud seeing izzie do her first 5hr surgery after getting through the worst of her cancer 😭

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short thg verse summary! izzie is from district 6... her father was already married when he had an affair with izzie's mom and he refused to take responsibility for izzie or her mother, so she was raised with very little. when she was old enough, she tried taking various odd jobs she could find to support both her and her mother as well as taking out tesserae. when izzie's fifteen years old, she falls in love with one of the boys working in one of the factories. she becomes pregnant. the boy cuts ties with her, having mainly been into her just for her looks, and nasty rumors spread about izzie, resulting in her becoming ostracised from the rest of the district. knowing she has no way of supporting a child, she brokers a deal with one of the richer families in district 6. the wife had been unable to bear children, so izzie gives up her baby to them in exchange for a few month's supply of food. in the end it's not about the food for izzie, but about wanting her baby to have a better life. the story others hear is that izzie lost the baby in a miscarriage. a year later at sixteen years old, a few months after having given up her daughter, she gets reaped for the 62th hunger games (i am changing enoboria to winning the 61th hunger games it just works better for me age wise sorry). while she isn't seen as one of the stronger tributes, she does become pretty popular because of her looks. just like back at home, she uses this to her advantage to get sponsors, while simultaneously working the angle of appearing as a slightly ditzy blonde. when she's in the arena, her smarts really show themselves and she's able to survive and hold her own, eventually winning her games. when she returns home as a victor, her reputation has suddenly turned shining, but izzie doesn't forget the way she or her mother were treated before and closes herself off from the rest of her district folk. much like the other victors popular for their looks, izzie becomes a sought after prize. izzie does what it takes to survive. just as she has always done. she mentors young new tributes every year and goes along with capitol life. just after the 74th hunger games, izzie falls sick with an illness even the capitol can't cure. by the time of the quarter quell, it's becoming almost impossible to hide. she knows she's dying. part of her wants to volunteer to take the place of one of the morphlings, but she's aware a rebellion is brewing and she thinks she's of more help outside of the arena. izzie does what she can to aid haymitch, plutarch and the rest of the resistance within the capitol. when the forcefield around the arena gets blown up, izzie is one of the victors taken by the capitol. in most verses, she will not make it out, succumbing to her sickness before they are freed. in some others, she will be freed together with the remaining victors, only to live a short life in district 13 and a subsequent liberated panem before she will inevitably die of her illness.

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Izzie Stevens in Grey’s Anatomy 2x12- Grandma Got Run Over By a Reindeer Did I go too overboard? Oh, I know, I know sometimes I can go a little overboard.

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i strongly believe oncology is the hardest medical field to work in

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[ ⸺ ˗ˏˋ izstevns.tumblr.com : ] this is an independent,    highly selective and mutuals only blog for isobel ‘izzie’ stevens from abc’s grey’s anatomy. i am canon divergent in regards to season three and four. this blog is also extremely low - activity and eighteen plus only. a study in various themes: the bright and sunny one, surviving cancer, young and pregnant, losing the one you love, etcetera. written by flo(rence), she / they, 24.

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this upsets me so much... izzie had to be the parent in this situation. she couldn't even be honest about how sick she is because her mom couldn't handle it and she has to be the one to soothe instead of the other way around and that just has me thinking about how izzie has probably had to do that since she was very young ):

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you died in my arms. you died in my arms! you freakin died, and then you left instructions that i wasn't allowed to save your life. you wanna know what i'm scared of? i'm scared of everything. i'm scared to move. i'm scared to breathe. i'm scared to touch you. i can't lose you. i won't survive. and that's your fault. you made me love you, you made me let you in. and then you freaking died in my arms.

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FGDHJSDHSJA it's so funny but also sad bc that's the exact reason why she isn't bringing the cheque to the bank 🥲

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it's frustrating when you see a character you love making choices you wouldn't personally but not feeling right to change it because it does fit their arc and their personality 😔

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bailey: you... you okay? your son is gonna be fine. mr. hernandez: he was off with his friends. i let him go off with that thing. i knew better. i knew better. his friend, he has this driveway up on a hill. i just keep picturing him. keep picturing him going down that hill and... i didn't stop him. i should have stopped him. bailey: kids spin out of control sometimes. they spin out of control. you can't... mr. hernandez: yes, you can. you can control them. it's your job as a parent to control them. ever since the divorce, i only get to see him every other weekend. i never would've bought him that luge, i never would've let him go off on his own that way before. i went soft. i went soft when he needed me to be the father.

bailey: izzie? [ . . . ] i went soft. i had a baby, and i swore it wouldn't change me. but it just... it does change you. i got tired. i got busy, and i stopped teaching. i stopped teaching when you needed a teacher the most. izzie: you couldn't have stopped me. bailey: yes, i could have. you couldn't have stopped you, but i could have. and in the past, i would have. i went soft. and i'm partly to blame for what happened, so... i want you to come back. you'll talk to the chief. we'll work it out, because you're talented and you're capable, and we all make mistakes. and it's enough muffins.

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FORBESCAROLINE’S 9K CELEBRATION TOP 20 GREY’S ANATOMY SHIPS (as voted by my followers) #15. Alex Karev and Izzie Stevens I think that with you… you make me better. You make me wanna be better. You make me want to be good. And I think I can. With you. I think I can.

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“     god! is it seriously that hard for you to not be an ass? ” disappointment ran sharp, but surprise was quick to fade away. izzie didn't know why she had expected anything different. time and time again, she'd tried to give @neverafters a chance. to include him, to become his friend [ even something more ]. she swore she'd seen glimmers of humanity, hidden just behind the surface, but he seemed to be determined to prove her wrong every single time. izzie believed in the goodness of people. she truly did. it was the only way to make her way through a world that had been cruel to her long before she even understood the meaning of the word.     —    yet sometimes, even that faith was shaken. more and more lately, now she was witness to the brunt of it at the hospital. the aftermath was always brutal. it made it difficult to believe in anything but that harrowing barbarity [ . . . ] but izzie did anyways. most of the time, that was.

“     you know what? fine, whatever. you don't have to help me. it's clear that you only know how to think of yourself. ” there was a sort of acrimony present in her that only alex could ever bring out [ she didn't know why she cared so much. she didn't know why not caring was worse. ] “     next time you need help, don't come begging to me. ” her arms were crossed across her chest, stance clearly frustrated. annoyance burned harshly behind her eyes. the on call room was quiet, having caught alex in a moment of calmth. these beds had seen it all, of that she was sure. not that they'd seen much of them specifically, with alex's lack of [ . . . ] excitement when they'd tried.     —    ugh, she needed to stop thinking about that, and pronto.

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meredith: i don't know what to say to you. izzie: when dylan died... when... when the bomb went off, did you feel like... meredith: what? izzie: like you were moving in slow motion? meredith: he was there and then he wasn't, like i blinked, and he was gone. izzie: i feel like i'm moving in slow motion. like i'm moving in slow motion and everything around me is moving so fast and i just want to go back. to when things were normal. to when i wasn't poor izzie laying on the bathroom floor in her prom dress with her... her dead fiance, but i am. so i can't. and i'm... just stuck. and there's all this pressure cause everyone's hovering around me waiting for me to do something or say something or flip out or yell or cry some more, and i'm happy to play my part. i'm happy to say the lines and do whatever it is that i'm supposed to be doing if it will make everyone feel more comfortable. but i don't... i don't know how to do this. i don't know how to be this person. i don't... i don't know who this person is. meredith: izzie... izzie: how did this happen? how did we end up here? why am i alone? where is denny? meredith: you're not alone, iz.

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cristina: this thing that you're doing, izzie, it's not healthy. i mean, you gotta take off that dress. izzie: tell me about shivah? cristina: well, it's something you do when someone dies. you know, we did it for my grandmother. izzie: how does it work? cristina: people bring over food, family comes over. it's supposed to help with the grieving, you know? it honors the dead. izzie: sounds nice. cristina: yeah. seven days of no leather shoes, no... no work, no sex, no sitting on things higher than a foot, no shaving, no... izzie: what? cristina: no clean clothes... izzie... this doesn't have to be shivah. izzie: you know they took his body away? i will never see him again. how would you feel if you never saw burke again? so we're sitting shivah for denny.