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thetriplets3 · 1 year
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✿ my writings ✿
last updated: April 2nd 2024
❀ personal fave
matt & chris
*:✧*:*:✧*:*:✧*:*:✧*:*:✧*
mental health series 🩹🧠:
healing is easy with you ❀
never alone ❀
ethereal ❀
with you ❀
ease my mind
happier than ever ❀
sunshine in the darkness ❀
delicate ❀
mesmerized ❀
one call away
i’m here now ❀
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adore you
you see me
your touch
our little secret
moments like these
smitten
when the city sleeps
paper rings
heartbeat
matt as a boyfriend
nostalgia
fascination
beautiful boy ❀
trust in timing ❀
migraine
back hugs
lights out
slow mornings
change ❀
key to my heart
sun to me ❀
trick or treat
perfect
gentleman ❀
only we know
never leaving
birthday girl
intertwined
here
temperature
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i love you's
touches
back hugs
sunburnt
pieces of you ❀
reunited
anything for you ❀
always been you
no tears
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wyllzel · 2 years
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actually im not allowed to have another nervous breakdown bc winwin is back and wayv is recording an album 😘
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distinctlywhumpthing · 8 months
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The Doctor Will See You Now...
In collaboration with @hold-him-down!
Send an emoji and a character name for a drabble! 
🩺 Take a deep breath 🩻 Foreign object where it shouldn’t be 🧠 Seizures 🥌 Administering first aid on themselves 👩‍⚕ Sadistic doctor seeks to hurt ⛺ Field medicine  🧑‍⚕ The good doctor in the bad place  👚‍⚕ Untrained person providing medical intervention 💉 Put in a central line 🩹 Bleeding out 💊 Forced to swallow pills  🧀 Invasive/Uncomfortable exam 🀮 Medically-induced vomiting 🧃 Laced drink 🥄 Force-feeding 🀧 It’s just a cold (it’s not) 😵 Unexplained fainting 🀒 Fever-induced hallucination 😷 A necessary quarantine  🀢 Crying so hard they throw up 🀕 Trephination (release those evil spirits)  🛌 Assault while medically restrained  🏥 Abandoned hospital  🧊 Medically induced hypothermia 🩌 Chronic pain 🊜 Too weak to walk 🚑 Rushed to the hospital 🔪 Awake surgery 🩞 Losing a lot of blood 🀝 Someone holding their hand through the worst of it 🪢 Medical restraints 🫀 Heart palpitations 🫙 We’ll need to take a sample  ⏰ Nothing left to do but wait and see  ❀‍🩹 Code blue 🪡 That’s gonna need stitches 🧜 Receiving a sponge bath 💐 Awkward/Painful visit 👕 Hospital gown 🧬 Genetically modified  🊠 Unidentified virus 🊎 I think it’s broken
 🧪 Experimental drug with side effects 🪣 Bucket next to the bed 🔫 Digging out a bullet 🫁 Intubation/Extubation 🊷 Bite down on this
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spirk-trek · 3 months
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me hurting spock for a fic: 🥺 👉👈 🪶 🐁 🧊🩹 🀧🩌 🀕 🚑
me hurting jim for a fic: 😈🩞🩞🩞🩞🩞💀🗡⚔🗡⚔🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🩞💣💣💀💥💥💥🧚🧚🧚🧚💔🊎☠⚰🪊😵🫚🫥😵‍💫💀💀🩞💀😱⚠⚡⚠⚡⛈🌪⚔🌪🗡🌪🌪🧠🔪🫀🔪🫁🔪🌋🌋🌋🔥🔥🊍🔥🩞🔥🌊⚡☄🕳☣☣☣🩞
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woorbi · 2 days
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crying inside. 🧠🩹🍄
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fanyyy444 · 17 days
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dudeswings · 5 months
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THE WALKING DEAD SYS INTRO
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Tags: @xenogendersgalore
Ok this isn't what u wanted but I hope it's okay :-( I kinda just went all over
Collective emojis you can use: 🀍🊎🧠🍂🕞🏚🎞🩹⚰
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⟹ *Lyrics/Quote+* . . ⟩
╭・ ⟡ ・
﹕Sys name﹕ `[e]`
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friendball-irl · 11 months
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Tag-a-Friend Ask Game!
Heya, folks and pals! I present to you: my very own ask game! This one's all about tagging your mutuals or people you follow! Can either be IC or OOC, and consider giving an explanation to your answers!
❀ (Heart) - Who is someone you consider yourself pretty close to?
⭐ (Star) - Who do you respect a lot as a member of the community?
🀡 (Clown) - Who do think is consistently really funny?
🩹 (Bandage) - Who do you want to give a hug to the most?
👻 (Ghost) - Who is someone you'd like to interact more with?
🧠 (Brain) - Who is someone who you have had a meaningful experience with?
🀝 (Handshake) - Who would you trust with an important secret?
💥 (Explosion) - Who do you want to have a Pokemon battle with the most?
🔥 (Fire) - Who do you want to have a fistfight with the most?
😈 (Devil) - Who do you know who you think is the most likely to get arrested?
✹ (Sparkle) - Who do you know who you think is the most likely to secretly be a superhero?
📢 (Megaphone) - Who is someone you'd recommend new/other people to check out?
Have fun!
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shelbgrey · 1 year
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Greys anatomy: Stories of the OR ~officially open!
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Main MasterList
Season 19 intern request page request are closed
Fandom request list
Character imagines:
⛎Derek shepherd🧠
Halloween Special
This is Why I Don't Go To The Gym
Stitches
The ballad of jayne
Injured
Love at first sight
Baby on the brain
🔫Owen hunt🩞
Trauma 101
❀‍🔥Mark sloan💉
November Rain
Christmas Special
Faithfully
We are family
💊Jackson Avery🩺
Love story
🩹Nick Marsh❀‍🩹
Secrets out
🧫Miranda Bailey🫀
“your my favorite” —Platonic
💉Alex Karev💕
Heaven
Headcanons/prefrences:
Preferences:
Your Person
Headcanons:
Dating Derek shepherd
Getting injured(derek shepherd)
What it's like being close to Derek and Addison during their devorce
Dating Derek after he broke up with Meredith
Incorrect Quotes:
"I'm small, but knowing"
The life of Dr. Y/n L/n part 1
The life of Dr. Y/n L/n part 2
The life of Dr. Y/n L/n part 3
The life of Dr. Y/n L/n part 4
The life of Dr. Y/n L/n part 5
The life of Dr. Y/n L/n part 6
Life of Dr. Y/n L/n part 7
Life of Dr. Y/n L/n part 8
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thetriplets3 · 9 months
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happier than ever
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tw: depression, panic attacks, alludes to suicidal thoughts, antidepressants
female pronouns are used. if you’d like me to start writing my fics in gender neutral pronouns let me know!!
When you spend years on end in an endless dark tunnel just walking and walking towards a light that seems impossible to reach, you get used to it and slowly finding that light seems pointless. It was like a routine, everyday was the same, black and white, bleak, lifeless there was no sign of hope.
When you’re in the dark for so long you adjust to it. That’s just how things are now, dark, you learn how to work your way through this dark tunnel. It takes a long time to truly realize how bad things are and even longer to see that it doesn’t have to be that way. Seeing a therapist was the first step and arguably the hardest, having to admit out loud you’re not okay and admitting you need help.
You’ve been by my side since the 6th grade. You’ve seen me at my worst and my best (which is not much better than my worst). You know me inside out, I’d go as far to say you understand me more than I understand myself. That’s why you’re the best boyfriend. The countless nights I’d call you needing to hear your voice to distract me from the panic attack I gave myself from crying, to stop me from letting my thoughts consume me. I couldn’t shake the feeling of guilt for putting all my heavy problems on you but you made sure to drill it in my head that you’d be there for me, no matter what.
You were a light in my life. Supporting me through everything and doing your best to help me get through this. When I told you about therapy you were so proud of me, knowing how hesitant I was to have to spill all my deepest and darkest parts of me. I told you somethings but never in detail, just vague explanations. After my first day of therapy, I came home to find you waiting on the bench on my porch with my favorite flowers. I scurry over to you, engulfing you in a big hug. My red, tear stained face showing how therapy went. You pull away from the hug and cup my puffy face in your warm hands.
“These are for you. I know how hard today was for you but you did it and I’m so proud of you. I know it might feel like it’s only making things worse but when you say all these bad things aloud they’re not apart of you, they’re in the open, slowly detaching themselves freeing up space in your being for things that are good for your soul. It’ll all be worth it, I promise you love” you reassure me, placing a gentle and loving kiss on my lips.
Slowly things started improving. Things were still in black and white but I have techniques to use when things get bad. I made a list l of things to self soothe, an item for each of the senses whether it be a comfort movie, your favorite music, the sweet smell of a candle, sour candy or a warm shower, it’ll help your mind to shift to a more positive stimulus. TIPP has been really helpful to me as well. Temperature, Intense exercise, Paced breathing, and Progressive muscle relaxation.
With the suggestion from the therapist, I started antidepressants. Not having high expectations for it to do anything, it was like a light switch went off, color started returning to things so vividly, smiling become natural to me, I could finally see all the doors in that dark tunnel. I no longer feel temporary happiness it’s constant now. The smallest things I never noticed before bring a smile to my face. It’s like I’m experiencing life for a second time. I was in awe of life. I feel at peace with myself no longer feeling like I’m at war with my thoughts. I was too blinded by my thoughts that I didn’t realize how much joy there is in simply just being.
Now that life feels less doom and gloom I wanted to spend time around the people I love without feeling like they needed to keep an eye on me, fearing that I’d do something. You and your brothers had planned a trip to the mountains for a little break after being on the go for work. You had invited me know how much I love the mountains and how peaceful I feel near them. I haven’t shared much about my healing process with you, fearing that if I say it aloud it’ll disappear. I wanted to make sure this feeling was permanent.
matt’s pov:
Pulling up to your house I smiled to myself seeing you all packed and ready to leave on your porch. Wasting no time you ran towards my side of the car. I step out of the car pulling you in for a hug.
“Get in the car I’ll put your stuff in the trunk. You get passenger seat, make sure to thank Chris he’s bitter about it” I say placing a kiss on your cheek.
I love seeing you excited like this it’s been a rare thing over the past few years. Heading off to the rental I can feel the excitement and happiness radiating off of you. I don’t know what’s causing this but I love it. I love seeing you happy. I barely was able to park the car before you were jumping out the door and running up to the cabin with Chris following close behind, like 2 children on christmas morning. By the time Nick and I got everything out of the car you had explored the whole cabin, eager for me to hurry up and join you.
We spent the first night just taking it easy and staying in. Nick and Chris have made themselves comfortable in the living room watching a movie. I had gone to get drinks for us when I turn around to find you no longer in the living room.
“Where’d she go? She was here like 10 seconds ago” I asked my brothers.
“Why am I supposed to keep track of your girlfriend? I don’t know where she is but she’s like a freaking quokka all of the sudden” Nick say not looking away from the tv.
Rolling my eyes at how unhelpful he is, I start looking around the cabin. It didn’t take me long to find you curled up on the little couch on the back porch. Hearing the door shut your attention shifts from staring off into space to my presence.
“Hi sweet girl, I had a feeling you’d be out here” I say making my way over to sit next to you. “What’s on your mind?” I question, pulling into my side draping your legs over my lap.
“Nothing really I’m just happy to be here with you guys. This place makes me happy. I’d love to move here one day” you say softly.
I let out a small hum in agreement. A comforting silence falls over us.
“You don’t have to tell me anything, I just want to say you look happier, like at peace with life. I can see the sparkle in your eyes, haven’t seen that in a while I missed it. I’ve noticed how in awe you are of everything, it’s special to see you find yourself again. You’re truly glowing the way you carry yourself you just exude happiness. You walk in a room and it immediately gets brighter. It’s not just me who’s noticed, Nick called you a quokka because you’ve of how happy and energetic you are”
“A quokka? I can’t tell if he meant that as an insult but I’m taking it as a compliment. I am happier, I didn’t think it was noticeable to other people. I’m on antidepressants they’ve made a huge difference. I just finally felt like it was time I took responsibility for my own happiness and I’m just happy to be alive. You’ve helped me so much I can’t thank you enough for everything. I love you” you share.
“I love you honey and there’s no need to thank me it was you who did all the work. I’m happy you’re happy, you deserve it”
“Happier than ever” you correct me.
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unlicensedcardiologist · 5 months
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Masterlist!!
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💔= angst
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Our life:
Qiu Lin: flowers✏💗☁ brave✏💔🩹💟/💗 popular MC💭☁ valentines✏💗☁ MC with lots of chalk
Tamarack Baumann: forage✏💟/💗☁ MC with lots of chalk🧠💟/💗☁
Cove Holden: wedding anniversary🧠💗☁ caught✏💗☁ imagines 💭☁💗💟
Baxter Ward: goodbye💔🩹💗✏
Cassiopeia Danell (My oc): step 1 and 2💔💭☁ empty💔✏
Cove! MC💭: intro💭 continuation 1 2 3
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