#Verity x Elizabeth

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Wicked Science - The Fever [2x04]

[redbelles]

oh look an ask game! 10, 12, 28

oh i See U dragging me, lia. i see u.

10. books on your reading list?

to gaze upon wicked gods by molly x. chang, my heart is a chainsaw by stephen graham jones, masquerade by o.o. sangoyomi, and also apparently i gotta reread code name verity by elizabeth wein

12. something you want to monologue about?

LISTEN no one actually wants me to monologue about anything i'm not already currently monologuing about so i'll just spare everyone and Shout at you over disco it's fine

28. what about life makes you smile?

answered here! but also: absolutely wrecking shitty men in elden ring pvp >:)

send me “these sure are some asks”

[nicamon606]

Verity x Elizabeth Fanfic

I wanted to create a new post for this and I also need to make a test for my stupid tumblr that it’s currently not working 😣💢 so... here we go.

Fanfic by @that-sright AKA @avienbgwp

https://archiveofourown.org/works/32651587/chapters/80996668

For now it just says: “Verity has had just about enough of being mistreated by Elizabeth, and she intends to do something about it.”... let’s see where will this bring us.... I don’t know if to be excited, scared or both right now!;///-S

[letterfromtrenwith]

Elizabeth Appreciation

Favourite Relationships - Verity

[lookedlikeateenagerunaway]

shut up kiss me by angel olsen is SUCH a maddie and julie song omg. so many of the lyrics are so them i cry

[starshollowgal]

🎧NEEDED

Alright #Poldark fans Here is a glimpse of my newest #Romelza edit. It has been in the works for months and I’m so happy to share it with you. Tell me what you think. I hope you like it. P.S. please bear in mind that it isn’t done yet.

[upstartpoodle]

Fangirl Challenge

Pilots (1/5): Poldark 1x01

[varietyofwords]

poldark || episode five (1x05) ↳ for francis, a loss of income, loss of pride, loss of family inheritance. for verity and elizabeth, a sharp decline in their standard of living. for the warleggans, a chance to tighten their stranglehold by closing down a rival mine. and for the poor souls who work there, unimaginable hardship. all because one man was weak and others were greedy.

[youcouldmakealife]

My Top Books (2020)

Again late, but we gotta have some consistency here. 

I read a ton this year, since, you know, homebound. Not that I wasn’t working from home before this year, but I haven’t spent much time out of it since March. Also they cancelled hockey. Sure they had a bubble, and I had hockey coming out of my ears for a bit, but I had net less hockey, which made time for net more reading. 

Some binge Netflix series, some learn to make banana bread, others tear through books at a frankly concerning pace. I can’t bake and I can somehow only maintain an attention span for the written word right now. But it gave me the time to tackle a lot of classics I’ve been meaning to read for ages, and hey! Lotta them are pretty great. 

Top ten novels of the year, in no order (and four were actually published this year, which is neat!)

1. Cutting for Stone - Abraham Verghese 2. Washington Black - Esi Edugyan 3. Migrations - Charlotte McConaghy 4. A Deadly Education - Naomi Novik 5. A Room of One’s Own - Virgina Woolf 6. Suite Française - Irene Nemerinsky 7. The Hollow Places - T Kingfisher 8. Goodbye to Berlin - Christopher Isherwood 9. The Pull of the Stars - Emma Donaghue 10. Nothing to See Here - Kevin Wilson

Top five non-novel fiction, because they were being v rude to the novels by ranking so highly in my top overall despite being underrepresented in my reading percentage, again in no order (honestly this would usually just be short story collections because me and good short story collections are best buds — brevity is an art I am increasingly forgetting, I’m full on Polonius at this point, but I kept the admiration of it! — but Anne Carson’s a fucking genius.)

1. Fair Play - Tove Jansson 2. Antigonick - Anne Carson 3. Ficciones - Jorge Luis Borges 4. The Thing Around Your Neck - Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie 5. Night at the Fiestas - Kirstin Valdez Quade

Other stuff I liked, again in no order, and alllllllll over the place genre wise (I am a literary omnivore.):

Raybearer - Jordan Ifueko; The Daughter of Time - Josephine Tey; Topics of Conversation - Miranda Popkey; Real Life - Brandon Taylor; Code Name Verity - Elizabeth Wein; The Hidden Girl and Other Stories - Ken Liu; The Butterfly Garden - Dot Hutchinson; The Last Emperox - John Scalzi; Daughter of the Forest - Juliet Marillier; The Caine Mutiny - Herman Wouk (too…timely. TOO TIMELY); Shorefall - Robert Jackson Bennett; Appointment in Samarra - John O’Hara; Stray City - Chelsey Johnson; Three Comrades - Erich Maria Remarque; Long Way Down - Jason Reynolds; Harrow the Ninth - Tamsyn Muir; The Sirens of Titan - Kurt Vonnegut; The Iron Will of Genie Lo - F.C. Yee; The Vanishing Half - Brit Bennett; The Death of Vivek Oji - Akwaeke Emezi,  Darius the Great Deserves Better - Adib Khorram; City of the Lost - Kelley Armstrong; Grown - Tiffany Jackson; Boyfriend Material - Alexis Hall

I read a ton of fantastic, important non-fiction this year, so I’m going to separate that from fiction:

Top ten of the year, in no order (no I’m lying. Just Mercy was one of the first books I read in 2020 and immediately cemented the #1 spot. But in no order after that)

1. Just Mercy: A Story of Justice and Redemption - Bryan Stevenson 2. What If? Serious Scientific Answers to Absurd Hypothetical Questions - Randall Munroe 3. The New Jim Crow - Michelle Robinson 4. Steal Like an Artist - Austin Kleon 5. Solutions and Other Problems - Allie Brosh 6. White Rage: The Unspoken Truth of Our Racial Divide - Carol Anderson 7. The Shock Doctrine: The Rise of Disaster Capitalism - Naomi Klein (Read this as COVID became very real. Can’t say that was fun, but it was instructive) 8. The Hilarious World of Depression - John Moe 9. Caste: The Origins of Our Discontents - Isabel Wilkerson 10. How to Be an Antiracist - Ibram X Kendi

Other good stuff: On Tyranny: Twenty Lessons From the Twentieth Century; Why We Can't Wait; In the Dream House; Another Day in the Death of America; Breath: a New Science of a Lost Art; The Address Book: What Street Addresses Reveal About Identity, Race, Wealth, and Power; Eat the Buddha: Life and Death in a Tibetan Town

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book recs based off of taylor swift songs!

so, we all want taylor to share her reading recs with us but she still hasn’t! so instead, here are book recommendations based on taylor swift songs! these recommendations are based on both the content of the songs, the vibe of the songs, and the themes present!

goodreads pages for each book are linked for more about them!

A Place in this World - coming of age novels

The Poet X by Elizabeth Acevedo (YA novel told in verse)

Little Women by Louisa May Alcott (classic)

A Very Large Expanse of Sea by Tahereh Mafi (YA realistic fiction)

The Miseducation of Cameron Post by Emily M. Danforth  (YA realistic fiction / tw: conversion therapy, religious abuse, homophobia)

Brown Girl Dreaming by Jacqueline Woodson (children’s/middle grade poetry)

The Girl in the Tangerine Scarf by Mohja Kahf (adult realistic fiction / tw: islamophobia, racist hate crime)

Their Eyes Were Watching God by Zora Neale Hurston (classic)

there are a lot here, so the rest are under a read more!

ME! - memoirs and autobiographies that are one of a kind

Long Live the Tribe of Fatherless Girls by T Kira Madden (tw: substance abuse)

The Glass Castle by Jeannette Walls (tw: abuse)

Little Weirds by Jenny Slate

Like Me: Confessions of a Heartland Country Singer by Chely Wright

Know My Name by Chanel Miller (tw: sexual assault)

Accidental Saints by Nadia Bolz-Weber

My Soul Looks Back by Jessica B. Harris

The Lucky One - novels about the perils of fame 

The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo by Tara Jenkins Reid (adult historical fiction)

Daisy Jones and the Six by Tara Jenkins Reid (adult historical fiction / tw: substance abuse)

City of Girls by Elizabeth Gilbert (adult historical fiction)

Fame Adjacent by Sarah Skilton (adult contemporary)

Girl in a Band by Kim Gordon (nonfiction/memoir)

Famous in a Small Town by Emma Mills (YA romance)

Fake Plastic Girl by Zara Lisbon (YA mystery)

It’s Nice to Have a Friend - novels about perceived friends with who turn out to be lovers OR who spend the novel with homoerotic tension

Code Name Verity by Elizabeth Wein (YA historical fiction)

Emma by Jane Austen (classic)

Dare Me by Megan Abbott (YA/adult thriller)

Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe by Benjamin Alire Sáenz (YA realistic fiction)

Annie on My Mind by Nancy Garden (YA romance)

Only The Young - novels about young people making major change/experiencing societal upheaval

The Hate U Give by Angie Thomas (YA realistic fiction / tw: police brutality, murder, racism)

Revolution Is Not a Dinner Party by Ying Chang Compestine (middle grade/YA historical fiction)

Ghost Boys by Jewell Parker Rhodes (middle grade historical fiction/fantasy / tw: police brutality against a black child, depiction of emmett till)

Orleans by Sherri L. Smith (YA dystopian)

The Marrow Thieves by Cherie Dimaline (YA dystopian / tw: depiction of genocide against native americans)

The Chaos Walking Trilogy by Patrick Ness (YA science fiction)

The Best Day - songs about mother/daughter relationships (both meaningful and difficult)

Are You My Mother? by Alison Bechdel (adult graphic novel)

Restless by William Boyd (adult spy novel)

Little Fires Everywhere by Celeste Ng (adult realistic fiction)

The Mother-Daughter Book Club by Heather Vogel Frederick (middle grade contemporary)

Love Story - a reimagining of a classic story

Pride by Ibi Zoboi (YA contemporary / reimagining of Pride and Prejudice)

The Lunar Chronicles by Marissa Meyer (YA science fiction / reimagining of Cinderella, Little Red Riding Hood, Rapunzel, and Snow White)

Ayesha At Last by Uzma Jalauddin (adult contemporary / reimagining of Pride and Prejudice)

Home Fire by Kamila Shamsie (adult contemporary / reimagining of Antigone, tw: islamophobia, depiction of torture)

You Need to Calm Down - these are just a variety of books strictly abt LGBT characters not just a gay side character <3

Her Royal Highness by Rachel Hawkins (YA romance)

Red, White, and Royal Blue by Casey McQuiston (YA romance)

Charity & Sylvia by Rachel Hope Cleves (nonfiction)

The 57 Bus by Dashka Slater (YA nonfiction / tw: transphobia, transphobic hate crime, misgendering)

Autoboyography by Christina Lauren (YA contemporary)

Treacherous - a love that teeters between labels for too long as neither can resist the pull of the other

Passenger by Alexandra Bracken (YA science fiction)

Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen (classic)

Jane Eyre by Charlotte Brontë (classic)

Tell Me How You Really Feel by Aminah Mae Safi (YA romance)

Don’t Blame Me - an all-encompassing, maddening love

Rebecca by Daphne du Maurier (classic)

Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë (classic)

The Way I Loved You - love stories about people who are always attracted to the more dangerous option, even when they’re safe where they are

Anna K: A Love Story by Jenny Lee (YA romance)

Playing With Matches by Hannah Orenstein (adult romance)

My Life Next Door by Huntley Fitzpatrick (YA romance)

Heartless by Marissa Meyer (YA fantasy / retelling of Alice in Wonderland from the Queen of Heart’s perspective)

The Awakening by Kate Chopin (classic)

Speak Now - weddings/wedding related activities gone wrong!

Save the Date by Morgan Matson (YA romance)

The Unhoneymooners by Christina Lauren (adult romance)

In a Dark, Dark Wood by Ruth Ware (adult thriller)

Look What You Made Me Do - women getting their revenge, whether it’s justified or not

Sadie by Courtney Summers (YA thriller / tw: physical and sexual abuse, pedophilia, murder, substance abuse)

Gone Girl by Gillian Flynn (adult thriller / tw: sexual/physical abuse, murder, suicide mentions)

Find Her by Lisa Gardner (adult thriller / tw: physical abuse, kidnapping, rape, murder, graphic depictions of violence)

I’m Only Me When I’m With You - books with a strong focus on platonic relationships, how they grow and change

Sense and Sensibility by Jane Austen (classic)

Big Little Lies by Liane Moriarty (adult thriller / tw: physical abuse)

This One Summer by Mariko and Jillian Tamaki (YA graphic novel)

Monday’s Not Coming by Tiffany D. Jackson (YA mystery)

Sula by Toni Morrison (classic / tw: racism, rape mention, physical abuse, sexism)

A Separate Peace by John Knowles (classic)

Such a Fun Age by Kiley Reid (adult contemporary / tw: racism)

Haunted - novels about feelings of loss combined with supernatural elements

Beloved by Toni Morrison (classic / tw: depictions of slavery, rape, sexual abuse, physical assault, racism, racist language)

Leaving Time by Jodi Picoult (adult mystery)

Sawkill Girls by Claire Legrand (YA fantasy/horror)

A Monster Calls by Patrick Ness (middle grade fantasy illustrated novel)

You Belong With Me - young adult novels with a LOT of pining

When Dimple Met Rishi by Sandhya Menon (YA romance)

Since You’ve Been Gone by Morgan Matson (YA romance)

First & Then by Emma Mills (YA romance)

Tweet Cute by Emma Lord (YA romance)

Begin Again - novels about people getting another chance at love

Beach Read by Emily Henry (adult romance)

Evvie Drake Starts Over by Linda Holmes (adult romance)

Second Chance Summer by Morgan Matson (YA romance)

Persuasion by Jane Austen (classic)

The Two Lives of Lydia Bird by Josie Silver (adult romance)

Enchanted -  love at first sight OR meet cutes!

Meet Cute by Various Authors (collection of YA short stories)

The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight by Jennifer E. Smith (YA romance)

The Unexpected Everything by Morgan Matson (YA romance)

What If It’s Us by Becky Albertalli & Adam Silvera (YA romance)

They Both Die at the End by Adam Silvera (YA romance)

Lovely War by Julie Berry (YA historical fiction / tw: racism)

Long Live - fighting monsters, both literal and figurative 

Pet by Akwaeke Emezi (YA fantasy / tw: sexual abuse)

A Blade So Black by L.L. McKinney (YA fantasy / reimagining of Alice in Wonderland)

When You See Me by Lisa Gardner (adult thriller / tw: sexual abuse, physical abuse, rape, murder, kidnapping)

[harlowreads]

Code Name Verity

By Elizabeth Wein 

Historical fiction 

Best friends 

WWII 

Aviation 

Spies

One of my All-Time-Favourite books 

Special Operations Executive 

Female pilot 

Humour

Adventure

Mind game 

“Kiss me Hardy!”

Book description: x

My Review: 

My God. Where to begin?

Elizabeth Wein has created a literary masterpiece with Code Name Verity. I originally borrow this book from my local library, intending it as a weekend read. I read it three times over that weekend. No exaggeration. Immediately after, I ordered a copy of my own.

I originally started off with thinking “okay, this is a cool WWII spy story. This will be fun.” Wow. I Seriously underestimated the work of art that is CNV.

I was already into aviation, and had studied the WWII RAF planes used before, but this book made me long even more for the skies like Maddie does, as well as the beautiful country as Queenie does. 

The only problem with this book is that I can’t really write a review without spoiling it, other than to say how incredible it is and that you should definitely read it. The writing is exquisite, and it made me laugh out loud, shake with anger, and sob and sob as it felt as though my heart was being ripped out and stomped on. 

There isn’t much more I can say without spoiling this book for you, other than recommend that you immediately either purchase or loan a copy. 

more reviews: 1 2 3  

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#Growth

[booksociety]

Book Society presents its June reading event! The members have selected Out of the Ordinary as the theme and The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo by Taylor Jenkins Reid as the optional book of the month. We invite you to step outside the box and pick up books that are different or unique in some way. They can be unusual in format, narration, premise, etc. where elements on the page or in the story would not be expected in a typical book. This event is open to everyone, not just our members.

✧ how to participate:

optional: reblog this post; check out our network and members

read (or reread) either The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo (adult, historical, romance, lgbt+; 391 pages) or a book of your choice that fits this month’s theme

share what book you’ve chosen, thoughts, reactions, and/or creations

use the tag #booksociety in your posts, and include “@booksociety’s Out of the Ordinary Event: [insert book title here]” in the description of your creations

the event starts on June 1 and ends on June 30

✧ reading recommendations (under the cut):

format

Daisy Jones & The Six by Taylor Jenkins Reid (adult, historical; 355 pages)

Dracula by Bram Stoker (classic, horror, fantasy; 488 pages)

Fierce Fairytales: Poems and Stories to Stir Your Soul by Nikita Gill (short stories, poetry, fantasy, retelling; 176 pages)

House of Leaves by Mark Z. Danielewski (adult, mystery, thriller, horror; 709 pages)

If We Were Villains by M. L. Rio (adult, mystery, dark academia; 368 pages)

Illuminae (The Illuminae Files #1) by Amie Kaufman & Jay Kristoff (young adult, scifi; 602 pages)

Night Film by Marisha Pessl (adult, mystery, thriller; 640 pages)

My Lady's Choosing: An Interactive Romance Novel by Kitty Curran & Larissa Zageris (romance, historical, humour; 352 pages)

Replica (Replica #1) by Lauren Oliver (young adult, scifi; 520 pages)

Romeo and/or Juliet: A Chooseable-Path Adventure by Ryan North (romance, historical, humour; 400 pages)

S. by J.J. Abrams & Doug Dorst (adult, mystery, fantasy; 456 pages)

Sleeping Giants (Themis Files #1) by Sylvain Neuvel (adult, scifi, mystery, thriller; 320 pages)

The Knife of Never Letting Go (Chaos Walking #1) by Patrick Ness (young adult, scifi, dystopia; 479 pages)

The Lover's Dictionary by David Levithan (young adult, poetry, romance; 211 pages)

The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky (young adult, contemporary, romance; 231 pages)

The Poet X by Elizabeth Acevedo (young adult, contemporary, poetry; 361 pages)

The Slant Book by Peter Newell (children, poetry; 56 pages)

Verity by Colleen Hoover (thriller, romance; 333 pages)

Wonderstruck by Brian Selznick (young adult, historical; 640 pages)

5 to 1 (5 to 1 #1) by Holly Bodger (young adult, scifi, dystopia; 244 pages)

narration

Atonement by Ian McEwan (classic, historical, romance; 351 pages)

Cloud Atlas by David Mitchell (fantasy, scifi, historical; 509 pages)

Jane, Unlimited by Kristin Cashore (young adult, scifi, fantasy; 464 pages)

Rhapsodic (The Bargainer #1) by Laura Thalassa (new adult, romance, fantasy; 417 pages)

Shatter Me (Shatter Me #1) by Tahereh Mafi (young adult, scifi, romance; 338 pages)

Slaughterhouse-Five by Kurt Vonnegut Jr. (classic, scifi; 275 pages)

The Book Thief by Markus Zusak (young adult, historical, classic; 552 pages)

The French Lieutenant's Woman by John Fowles (classic, historical, romance; 470 pages)

premise & plot

Dread Nation (Dread Nation #1) by Justina Ireland (young adult, historical, fantasy, horror; 455 pages)

Every Heart a Doorway (Wayward Children #1) by Seanan McGuire (young adult, fantasy, mystery; 173 pages)

My Sister, the Serial Killer by Oyinkan Braithwaite (adult, contemporary, thriller, mystery; 226 pages)

Mr. Penumbra's 24-Hour Bookstore by Robin Sloan (adult, contemporary, mystery; 288 pages)

Nimona by Noelle Stevenson (graphic novel, fantasy; 272 pages)

Pivot Point (Pivot Point #1) by Kasie West (young adult, scifi, fantasy; 343 pages)

The Ghost Bride by Yangsze Choo (adult, historical, romance, paranormal; 390 pages)

The Penelopiad by Margaret Atwood (adult, historical, retelling, feminism; 198 pages)

The Power by Naomi Aldreman (adult, scifi, dystopia, feminism; 341 pages)

The Prince and the Dressmaker by Jen Wang (graphic novel, retelling, lgbt+; 277 pages)

They Both Die at the End by Adam Silvera (young adult, contemporary, lgbt+; 373 pages)

Space Opera (Space Opera #1) by Catherynne M. Valente (adult, scifi, humour; 352 pages)

mixed & other

Challenger Deep by Neal Shusterman & Brendan Shusterman (young adult, contemporary, mental health; 320 pages)

Eliza and Her Monsters by Francesca Zappia (young adult, contemporary, romance, mental health; 385 pages)

Everyone's a Aliebn When Ur a Aliebn Too by Jomny Sun (graphic novel, science fiction; 256 pages)

Half Bad (The Half Bad Trilogy #1) by Sally Green (young adult, fantasy; 380 pages)

Kafka on the Shore by Haruki Murakami (adult, fabulism, slipstream; 467 pages)

Shadows of Asphodel (Shadows of Asphodel #1) by Karen Kincy (adult, romance, dieselpunk, paranormal; 350 pages)

The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern (adult, historical, fantasy, romance; 387 pages)

The Princess Saves Herself in This One (Women Are Some Kind of Magic #1) by Amanda Lovelace (poetry, feminism; 156 pages)

This Is How You Lose the Time War by Amal El-Mohtar & Max Gladstone (scifi, romance, lgbt+; 209 pages)

[nicamon606]

Wicked Science Ships

@avienbgwp @that-sright

I came up with some names!😃Tell me if U like them!😊

Toby x Elizabeth = Tobeth Verity x Elizabeth = Veribeth Elizabeth x Dina = Dinabeth Verity x Russ = Veruss Toby x Nikki = Tikki Jack x Elizabeth = Jackbeth Dina x Toby = Diby Bianca x Toby = Boby Bianca x Sean = Biean

Some of them sound silly, I know...😅(and MANY of them we won’t ever use them anyway!;-P)

[letterfromtrenwith]

Prescription Passion - Ch. 5

Carolight Hospital AU

Ch 5: Dwight gets an invitation...or two.

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4

~

“She’s this way.” Dwight didn’t bother with any preamble as Elizabeth strode into the A & E. She wasn’t making a social call. A First Kernow bus had been forced to swerve across a road to avoid a collision between two cars at a junction. The driver had done very well to control it, but several passengers had been thrown to the floor or into other seats. Most had sustained little more than cuts and bruises, but one passenger was a pregnant young woman who had fallen hard into the aisle of the bus. She possibly had whiplash, but it was the baby Dwight was most concerned about.

“What’s her name?”

“Chloe.” Elizabeth pulled back the curtain, Dwight following close behind. Chloe lay on the bed, strapped into a neck brace. One sleeve of her blouse had been cut away to treat her sprained wrist.

“Hello, Chloe. I’m Elizabeth, I’m here to see about your baby, okay?”

“I can’t feel her move, she’s not moving…” Chloe gasped.

“Shhh, shhh, just lie still for me.” Elizabeth glanced back at Dwight. “Have you got the ultrasound?”

“It’s on its way.” He glanced back around the curtain, in time to see Rosina leading a young woman wheeling a machine down the ward towards them. He stepped back to let the technician in, and Elizabeth immediately set to work. Dwight watched as they spread the conducting gel on Chloe’s stomach, and Elizabeth placed the transducer, both she and the technician concentrating intently on the monitor. The fetus’ heartbeat began to come through, loud and clear. Dwight was no obstetrician – although he’d dealt with deliveries during his time with MSF – but even he knew that it was fast, and arrhythmic.

“That’s fast, that’s too fast!” Chloe cried, and her own monitors began to bleep, her heartrate and BP increasing.

“Shhh, Chloe, shhh.” Elizabeth soothed. “You need to stay calm for her, all right? Can you do that, Chloe? It’s fast, but it’s not too fast. We’re going to take you upstairs to keep an eye on you both. Have you got her chart?”

“Here.” Dwight handed it off to her, and he was about to help Elizabeth get the bed moving when there was a shout from further along the ward, machines beeping. He turned away to deal with it, glancing back to see Elizabeth and Rosina wheeling the bed towards the lifts, another nurse and a porter joining them to take care of the equipment.

It was almost four hours later when Dwight finally got around to remembering Chloe, feeling a touch guilty. He’d been busy, dealing with the rest of the injured from the bus crash – the victims of the primary collision had been taken to the Royal Cornwall – as well as numerous other cases. A heart attack, a football injury, severe food poisoning, and everything else that was a bit more commonplace than a bus crash.

Over a cup of watery vending machine tea he rang up to the maternity ward.

“Maternity Unit, Verity Poldark speaking.”

“Oh, hi, Verity, it’s Dwight.”

“Dwight! Hello! What can I do for you?”

“Are you busy?”

“Not really, relatively speaking.”

“I just wanted to check on a patient who came through A & E earlier. A pregnant woman who’d been in a bus crash. Elizabeth brought her up – her name was Chloe…Brooks, I think?”

“Oh, yes. I haven’t been treating her, but…” He heard the click of a keyboard in the background. “Oh hang on, here’s Elizabeth now….Elizabeth!”

“No, don’t bother her – “ Verity’s voice was muffled as if she’d held the receiver away from her, but Dwight heard something about “bus” and “Chloe” and an indistinct reply from Elizabeth.

“Hi, Dwight.”

“Hi, Elizabeth. I didn’t want to bother you.”

“No! It’s okay. You were asking about Chloe? She’s fine, the baby’s fine, it was mostly just reacting to her shock. We’re keeping her overnight for observation, but the baby’s heartrate is back to normal, and she doesn’t seem to be in any kind of distress. All the tests are coming back fine. Chloe’s resting now, her mum and her fiancé are here.”

“Oh, I’m so glad to hear that.”

“It’s good of you to ask after her.”

“Well, thanks for speaking to me, I’ll let you get on…”

“Oh, wait! Now that I’ve got you, are you free on Saturday?” Dwight blinked, thrown by the question. He had to think for a minute.

“Er, yes, I think so. I’m on call overnight on Friday, but I’m off Saturday.”

“Oh, great! George and I are having a little sort of party at home on Saturday afternoon, since most of us are off or on-call that day. Would you like to come?” Dwight felt genuinely touched by the invitation. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d been to a party, or any real social gathering aside from a couple of trips to the pub.

“Yes, that would be nice, thank you. Can I bring anything?”

“Well, I’ve convinced George to brave the barbeque if it’s fine, so you can bring something for that if you’d like, or something to drink, but it’s not really necessary.”

“Ok, then. Well, I really should get back now, thank you again for asking me.”

“Of course, why wouldn’t I? I’ll text you the address, see you. Bye!” With her cheerful goodbye, Elizabeth hung up and Dwight smiled. He wondered if “most of us” included Caroline…

~

Dwight hadn’t managed to get around to sorting himself out with a car, having sold his old one before he went off abroad. George and Elizabeth lived in a suburb he wasn’t familiar with, and which didn’t seem to be on any obvious bus routes, so he was obliged to beg a lift from Verity.

“Wow.” Verity pulled up outside a very beautiful white-painted detached house on a quiet, leafy road. The wide drive way was filled with cars – a silver Audi he recognised as belonging to George, one or two others, and a dark blue soft top Jaguar which set off a little flutter in the pit of Dwight’s stomach. Not because he was a car enthusiast – although it was a beautiful machine – but because he knew it belonged to Caroline.

“Gorgeous, isn’t it?” Verity locked her little Mini, which she’d parked neatly beside the hedge.

“Er, yes.” The door was opened before he could ring the bell, and Dwight almost greeted Elizabeth before the words died on his lips when he realised that he wasn’t looking at Elizabeth at all, but at someone uncannily like her. The impression was made even more slightly disconcerting by the fact that she was holding the same baby girl Dwight had seen a picture of, although rather bigger now.

“Hi, Verity! And you must be Dwight? I’m Morwenna, Elizabeth’s cousin.”

“Oh, right! Yes.” Elizabeth had mentioned her, laughing about St Neot’s being a ‘family affair’. He hadn’t been expecting such a strong family resemblance, however.

“Come in, come in.” They followed her into an airy entranceway and along a hall-way into an impressively large kitchen.

“Hi!” Elizabeth was standing by the back door, holding two bowls in her hands. Slightly awkwardly, he proffered the bottle of rosé he’d brought. “Oh, thank you! That’s lovely! You can put it in the fridge, unless you want to open it?”

“Er, no, I’m okay with a beer, if that’s all right?”

“Of course! Help yourself. Come out when you’re ready.”

They were clearly fairly late to the party; quite a few people were milling about in the garden; a long sweeping lawn, surrounded by neatly kept flowerbeds. He’d stepped out onto a patio, where George was poking unenthusiastically at a gently smoking barbecue.

“I don’t know why you insist on this bloody thing.” He muttered. “We’ve got a perfectly good stove.”

“It’s summer! Honestly, so grumpy.” Belying her words, Elizabeth, having rid herself of the dishes, placed an affectionate kiss on George’s cheek, hugging him. “Now say hello to Dwight and Verity.”

Despite George’s complaining, he was obviously a dab hand at the barbecue as the food was absolutely delicious, not to mention plentiful, considering it came on top of a buffet of salads, breads and half a dozen other things. Clearly, the Warleggans liked to spoil their guests. Dwight kept insisting he didn’t want any more, but his protests were ignored by the hosts, as his insistence he didn’t want another drink was ignored by Morwenna, who seemed to be on bartending duties.  He did manage to eventually persuade her to pour him a large lime and soda, there being a plentiful supply of non-alcoholic drinks for those who were on-call or driving.

Feeling extremely well fed, he sat sipping his drink in a comfortable chair on the extensive decking at the end of the garden, watching a few children run around on the grass. One of them was George and Elizabeth’s little boy, Valentine, who was even cuter in reality than in his picture. Two of the others belonged to a woman he’d been introduced to as Margaret Vosper, a consultant radiologist, and another was the nephew of Emma Tregirls, a nurse he’d met once or twice.

“Well, Dr Enys, are you as well fed as I am?” He started as Caroline sat down next to him, a smile playing about her soft lips. When he arrived, she’d been talking to Demelza and Francis, who seemed oddly inseparable. It was probably just his imagination, but she’d seemed almost keen to avoid him, drifting away from the food table when Elizabeth had dragged him over for yet another helping, and slipping out of the kitchen when he’d taken back an empty beer bottle. He’d barely listened to Malcolm MacNeill as the surgeon had been telling him something about an experimental procedure he was helping to research, distracted by Caroline sitting with Elizabeth on a swing bench by the fence, her bare legs kicking as the bench rocked gently.

“Yes, I couldn’t eat another bite.” He answered, as casually as he could, ignoring the way she was gently trailing her fingers around the rim of her glass.

“Elizabeth is determined to have us all stuffed to the gills. It’s the mother in her.” She tutted. “So domestic.”

Dwight followed her gaze to where Elizabeth and George were standing, George holding their baby daughter while Elizabeth petted her little cheek. He glanced back at Caroline and saw that, despite her words, she was watching them with a small smile, a slightly faraway look in her pretty blue eyes. He was about to speak – although to say what he didn’t exactly know – when Elizabeth called Caroline over. With a quick glance at him, she was gone.

The group dwindled as time wore on – those with children going first, Emma Tregirls picking up her sleeping nephew from where he was curled up on a garden chair and carrying him gently away, managing to lean over and give Elizabeth a quick kiss on the cheek as she left. Shortly after, the phone of the young-ish surgeon Dwight had seen watching the OOKP, and who had introduced himself as Hugh Armitage, trilled, calling him to the hospital. One or two others who had to work tomorrow excused themselves as well, leaving only Francis, Demelza, Verity, Caroline and Morwenna – who Dwight eventually realised actually lived at the house – aside from himself and their hosts.

He began to feel as if he should perhaps leave himself. He’d had a few drinks and he was back to work at 9 on Monday morning, but with Verity as his designated driver, he couldn’t go until she did. It wasn’t that he especially wanted to go, but he was still very aware of being the newcomer to this group, despite his long-standing friendship with Verity.

With the daylight gradually beginning to dwindle, they gathered under a couple of garden umbrellas on the decking, George disappearing behind the shed for a moment before several strings of lanterns lit up along the fence.

“I was so proud of the little group of plant pots in my back yard until I came here for the first time,” Demelza laughed.

“I keep telling them if they didn’t have such a nice house, I would leave, so it’s their own fault I’m still here.” Morwenna smiled, pouring herself a glass of the homemade lemonade Elizabeth had carried out of the house a while earlier before disappearing again.

“Oh, so it’s got nothing to do with the fact we don’t charge you rent?” George raised his eyebrows as he sat down, taking the jug from her to pour some for himself.

“Maybe a tiny bit.”

“All right, who wants ice cream?” Elizabeth returned, balancing two tubs, as well as dishes and spoons.

“Elizabeth, you seem to fully intend that we should all put on at least two stone before the night is over.” Caroline cried, although she took a dish as eagerly as everyone else.

“Yes.” Elizabeth replied flatly, before laughing.

“I’m not sure I can eat another bite.” Demelza patted her stomach.

“Oh, but that’s the beauty of ice cream, it melts and fills the gaps.” Francis stuck his spoon into the rocky road Elizabeth had scooped out for him.

“Is that a medical fact, doctor?”

“Yes, and frankly, as a pharmacist, you should be ashamed of not knowing that.” Demelza laughed, tongue between her teeth and, as Dwight took in the way she was looking at Francis, he suddenly felt monumentally dense.

He’d accepted a dish of cookies & cream flavour, and it was absolutely delicious. It gave him something to focus on other than the way Caroline was sucking on her spoon. He had definitely had too much to drink.

“Are you ready to go, Dwight?” He realised he’d drifted off, staring into his scraped-clean bowl, when Verity spoke to him.

“Only if you are.”

“Well, I was going to have another drink – non-alcoholic! – but if you want to leave…”

“No, it’s ok – “

“I can drive you.” He looked up at Caroline in surprise, feeling his mouth open and close like a fish. Or an idiot. “I’d like to drop in on Uncle Ray before I go home, and the hospital is on the way there – you live nearby, don’t you?”

“Uh, er, yes.”

“Well, then, whenever you’re ready.” Elizabeth pressed him leftover food on both of them – Dwight tried and failed to argue out of the sake of politeness, but he couldn’t really deny that he had absolutely nothing in his fridge.

He felt spectacularly awkward balancing the foil covered dishes on his knee in the slightly cramped front of Caroline’s Jag, really wishing he’d thought to adjust the seat when he got in.

“So, where’s Horace today?” Why was it whenever he was in proximity to Caroline, the ability to conduct an intelligent sounding conversation seemed to desert him?

“My neighbour took him for his walk and fed him this afternoon.” Caroline answered distractedly as they pulled up to a blind corner, easing the car out slowly. He found himself watching her as she drove, her elegant, long-fingered hands on the wheel, her brow furrowed gently as she watched the road. It gave him a slight start when they pulled up outside his flat, the plain brown terraced house looking a bit sad compared to Elizabeth and George’s beautiful home. He’d felt mildly embarrassed when he’d given Caroline the address – he could probably afford something a bit nicer, but it was convenient and it had been available right away.

“Right, well, er, thanks for the lift.” He shuffled the food, about to get out, when Caroline turned to him, her blue eyes sparkling in the low light.

“You intrigue me, Dr Enys.” She tilted her head. “I don’t know why, because I hardly know anything about you.”

“Well.” Dwight swallowed, hoping to God this wasn’t the alcohol making him imagine the enticing look in her eye, and decided to take a chance. “What would you like to know?” 

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A Thousand Years...

Chapter 1

Heart beats fast. Colors and promises. How to be brave. How can I love when I’m afraid to fall. But watching you stand alone. All of my doubt suddenly goes away somehow…..

Summary: A soulmate’s purpose is to shake you up, tear apart your ego a little bit, show your obstacles and addictions, break your heart open so new light can get in, make you so desperate and out of control that you have to transform your life, then introduce you to your spiritual master. – Elizabeth Gilbert, Eat, Pray, Love

A new town, a new job, and a new life, one that you didn’t even expect……

Pairing: Reader x OFC Crystal, Reader x OFC Jessie Jensen Ackles x Reader.

Word Count: 1842

Warnings will include… Smut, language, unrequited/ requited love, cheating, and possibly more. This is gonna be a slow burn y’all!! This is brand new, so I will add to it as I know. Chapters will have warnings of their own if need be….

A/N: So my little cousin was watching breaking dawn in the living room, and I was folding clothes in the guest room… When the credits rolled and this song started, this fic hit me right in the face… I couldn’t escape it.. I don’t know yet how many chapters it will be! But If you want to be tagged let me know!! As always all mistakes are mine!! Feedback is gold!! Hope you guys enjoy this one!!

Fic Based on the Song A Thousand Years, by Christina Perri

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Austin, Texas. A city that seemed to have a life force of its own. Full of art, culture, music, and people of all verities. There was very little that people didn’t love about this place once you visited it. It draws you in and keeps you there. Holding you like a giant magnet and never letting you go. Like it had its own invisible pull. 

Well, that’s what it did for you anyway. 

And what better place to start life over than right here in Austin, Texas. 

If there ever was a place in your mind you could start fresh, make something different of yourself, it was here; and if there was ever a place you could hide from you past it was here too. 

Pulling the last shirt out of your bag and folding it before placing it in your dresser, you take a deep breath and look around at your new apartment. It was small, only a studio apartment, but that’s all you could afford right now. Besides, it was a start. There was a waiting list to get into most of the places like this in Austin, and you were lucky enough to know the manager of this apartment complex. She was actually your sister-in-law.

Sure, it was cheating, but you always loved your brother and his wife; and when your life fell apart back home they were the ones that suggested you move here. 

Shoving the memories down of a failed engagement, and a promise of love that was obviously a lie, you make your way from your bedroom to your kitchen. You put on a small pot of coffee and sitting down with your laptop at the bar, letting out a sigh as you looked around your small space.

There was no point in dwelling on the past, only the future mattered now, or at least that what you kept telling yourself. 

You had been avoiding every type of social media and most relatives since Justin left you standing at the altar. You just didn’t want to talk about it anymore. It was humiliating enough to be the bride that apparently no one really wanted, and reliving it over and over again every time someone wanted to discuss it wasn’t something you wanted to do. That was one of the main reasons why you left your home town when you were invited to live out here. 

Crystal and your brother Jessie were the only people you knew in Austin. There were no high school classmates you had a danger of running into at the local supermarket, there were no “almost in-laws” living up the street from you. There were no ex fiances that you could run into at random moments in this town. No one knew you, no one knew your past, and no one would ever know if you had your way about it. 

You left all that behind when you got in your car and drove to Austin, not looking back, and burying that part of you deep, deep down; never to be dug up by anyone else again. 

You were just about to log onto the resume builder to start working on your resume when you heard a pounding on the door. That could only be one of two people, so you didn’t bother getting up to answer the door.

“It’s open!” you yell in the direction of the front door, not even bothering to look up when the door opened and Crystal flounced into the apartment, dropping her purse down on the bar next to you before flopping down on the vacant bar stool. 

“So, you get yourself settled okay?” she asked, looking around your apartment like she’d never seen one before even though she works for the apartment complex and looks at the same damn floor plan every day.

“Yup,” you mumble, popping the P at the end. Not bothering to look up from your computer as you did.

You were a little aggravated that your brother and his wife and insisted on paying your rent up three months ahead for you, giving you a “jump-start” while you look for a job around here that could support you.

“You are still annoyed with me for paying the rent up aren’t you?” She ask, a smirk on her tinted lips. She was always one to apply the makeup heavy, and when she was at work she laid it on pretty thick.

“Yup,” you said again, hopeful she’d just drop the subject so that you could concentrate. 

You’d been working for a local bar while you were still in your hometown, and so far that’s the only “job” experience you had. So you were basically just staring at your resume, with your past employer's information on it, and nothing else… 

Maybe this was going to be a little harder than you thought it was going to be. 

Crystal looked over your shoulder at your laptop screen, reading over your last employment information. 

“So...got any idea what you want to do now that you’re here in Austin?” she asks you, stating the question like you might bight her head off if she caught you in the wrong mood. 

Maybe you had been a little touchy lately, but you’d been through a lot, and your trust in people was pretty much nonexistent at this point. 

The one person you let yourself trust, the one person you thought you were going to spend the rest of your life with, had let you down in one of the most humiliating ways possible, and it was going to take a lot to get past that. Even though you didn’t even want to admit it to yourself, you were pretty hung up on what happened to you. It wasn’t even “hurt” at this point, you were angry with Justin, and with most of the male population in general.

“Not a damn clue,” you admitted, running your hand through your hair and getting up to fix your cup of coffee, walking away from the most pathetic work experience list that you’d ever seen in your life on a resume for a moment before you started to cry again. 

So much for a fresh start.

You were going to starve to death before you could find a damn job with a list of work experiences like the one you had, or at least that’s what the little sarcastic voice in your head retorted to you before laughing maliciously. 

“Look there are a lot of bars and things around here in Austin. My suggestion is go with what you know. It may not be exactly the change you were looking for, but it will keep you in food and clothes while you look for something different that will let you start out on a training level.” 

You pass her a cut of coffee across the small island bar in the middle of your kitchen before setting back down with a defeated huff, staring at your computer like if you stared at it long enough, you could will it to change it to suit you better.

Sighing defeatedly you exit out of the resume builder and start googling local bars you could walk around downtown to and see if they need a bartender. Thankfully you had just renewed your liquor license before you moved here, so at least you had that working for you. 

“It’s not all bad you know, you get to meet all kinds of people in Austin working at a bar. Musicians, artists, hell we even got a few famous actors that live around here! You never know, mister right might walk right into one of those places and sweep you right off your feet,” she said, giving you an elbow to the ribs. You grimaced at her from the top of your coffee cup.

“I’m not looking for Mr. Right or Mr. Anyone for that matter. I’ve had enough of dating, relationships, and men right now to last me a lifetime,” you retort a little more sadistically than you probably actually intended. 

“Oh come on, Y/N! There’s nothing wrong with having someone to have a little fun with. You’re a young, attractive woman. Don’t count off all men just because of one asshole. You will be surprised by the men out there that would give their left arm to have a chance with you. You sell yourself too short,” she chided, watching your reaction closely. 

Shrugging, your roll your eyes dramatically as your brother burst through the door, not even bothering to knock.

“What’s up, ladies?” Jessie said, sitting down a few boxes of pizza on the bar in front of you.

“Dinner is served! I thought I’d be nice and pick up dinner for you girls tonight since Chris has to work late and you’re just getting settled,” he said, leaning against the bar, looking over your computer at your computer before you slammed it closed. 

“My hero,” you said with a sneer. 

Crystal snickered at you before opening the pizza box and grabbing a slice. “Dear God. Pizza and coffee for supper. I feel like I’m in college all over again.” 

“Fuck, at this point I wish I’d have gone to college. I’m never going to find a job here that’s not slinging drinks for a bunch of drunk men at all hours of the night,” you grumble, grabbing a slice of your own.

“So that’s up with the list of local watering holes you had pulled up there? Here I was thinking you just wanted to get tossed,” he said sarcastically. 

“No jackass, it’s just the only job I’m qualified for,” you growl, shooting him the finger and causing a coughing fit from Crystal who was laughing hysterically next to you.

“Well, you know if you are not interested in the whole bar scene anymore there’s a fairly new brewery that has opened up in Dripping Springs, Texas. One of our local celebrities and his family opened it up. They might be looking for someone. It is out in the country, it closes fairly early, usually it’s shut down by like 11 at night. It’s a bar, but it’s not a bar. Hell, you might even like it. Live music, trivia nights, I think it’d be a good thing for you,” he said, walking around you grabbing a glass and feeling it with water before returning back to the opposite side of the bar.

Rubbing your face with your free hand and taking a deep breath you tried to decide what to do. It didn’t sound that bad, but could things actually work out like you were supposed to? Could things actually go that right, or would it be just something that you got your hopes up for again and got let down?

Jessie could see your internal battle, reaching across the bar he grabbed your shoulder and made you look at him. 

“I’ll tell you what, both Chris and I have tomorrow off, let’s drive out there and see if they’re looking for anyone to hire. Either way, it might be fun. You deserve to have a little fun after everything that you’ve been through. Let’s just go have a good family day.”

“Okay, okay fine!” you said, leaning back and crossing your arms over your chest. “We’ll go check it out.”

Deep down inside there was a twinge of nerves you hadn’t felt in a very long time, and you didn’t know what to make of it, but you knew that if this worked out it could be the change you were looking for. 

Could you really be that lucky?

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