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oh my god! i’m alive! idk if i have anyone that still follows me here but 

i’m working on a new google doc right now and i’m gonna move der to a fresh new blog with the same url

the drafts i currently have in my folder are all for @fatalelity and i’m attached to them SO those are the only things i’m gonna keep, i think

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“ IF YOU LOVE SOMEONE, YOU TELL THEM. even if you’re scared that it’s not the right thing. even if you’re scared it’ll cause problems, even if you’re scared it will burn your life your life to the ground. you say it and you say it LOUD. ” independent mark sloan of grey’s anatomy, canon divergent & mutuals only. written by sarah. revamped april 2020. 

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❝  YOU SAID YOU’D LOVE ME FOREVER. ❞

                                  ❝ YET YOU WERE THE FIRST ONE TO LEAVE ME. ❞  ©

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I just wanted you to know there will be a piece of you in me always.

Spike Jonze / Her (via bnmxfld)

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❝ i’m so glad the day is almost over. ❞ elena sighed as she set her glass down on the bar and looked over at derek. some cases just took more out of you than others and the case they had been working on, had been ONE of those. 

“me too.” none of their patients died though. that was the most positive thing he could think of at the moment. besides that, he was really looking forward to going home in a couple hours. “i’m surprised we’re both still awake after that operation.”

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      conspicuous look dons her features as if a child had done something they should not have done. yet, in spite of her blatant suspicions there is a gleam that shines in her bright eyes.   ❛ i made you breakfast, derek.  ❜   meredith chimes by the doorframe, her head peaking into their bedroom.   ❛  your favourite~  ❜  if all things went correctly it would’ve been a hearty breakfast. but this is meredith grey who could hardly roast a rotisserie chicken properly. thus, the statement, the smell of smoke is less than affirming.

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one of his hands is dragged down his face, tired eyes open as he rolled himself onto his back. the scent of smoke is almost alarming though not surprising, a definite sign that he should have been the one to cook breakfast. the gesture is greatly appreciated. it always is. the surgeon shifted, propping himself up on his elbows to get a better look at his wife from where she was standing in the doorway. “hmm really?” derek raised an eyebrow, unwilling to roll out of bed yet. it was his day off and he was on call. he could stay in bed for a few more minutes. “we’ll have to see how it tastes then.”

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                     surprise !1!1!1!

loved by kat ,  est 2015 .     not spoiler-free.

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“Let’s toss a coin to see who dies first.”

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ships sailing in my fleet

↳ Addison & Derek | Grey’s Anatomy

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    eyes fixated on the files sprawled out before them atop of mahogany surfaces. a growing discomfort gnaws against the flesh of her heart, her aorta tearing as if blood would leak / would drown herself from the inside out – blue eyes narrow. this is horrendous. and when her ears register footsteps, creaking against the board of her floor she turns & swivels.   ❛  hey you – you’re uh… you’re home early.   ❜   a faint smile manages to surface on her lips despite the horror that is teething against her flesh.   ❛ how was your day? ❜ 

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The jingle of his keys echo as they’re placed in the bowl on the small table near the front door followed by a quiet thunk of his bag on the hardwood floor. There’s a stretch of silence after that, only for a minute, before he tugs at the knot of his tie to loosen it as he walks towards the kitchen. Brows furrow slightly as his wife whips around suddenly to greet him. she must not have heard him. From all the files spread out over their table, he can understand why. A small smile tugs at the corners of his lips in return and a hand is brought up to rest on the small of her back. “It was good. I checked on a few post-op patients and had a couple follow ups. Nothing too crazy today.” His voice is content, he’s happy to be home though, unfortunately his notes aren’t going to do themselves. “What’s going on with you?”

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                       Spoiler alert: 

                                                             the ending ain't  h a p p y