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[bradshawssugarbaby]

Under The Stars and Stripes - One (Capt. Syverson x OFC)

a/n: look at your girl coming up with two multiparters at once!!! i wanted to write something sweet for capt. syverson (who moving forward, i have named luke, fyi), and my partner sort of suggested this (i mean, kinda, he thought it was what i was writing - turns out he was wrong but gave me a v good idea).

pairing: Capt. Syverson x Joanna Blake (OFC)

warnings/content: injuries, medical discussions, age gap (38 + 26), mentions of military service, inaccurate descriptions of physical therapy + military life.

word count: 1.9k

The unforgiving glare of the overhead lights in the medical center cast a harsh radiance over the waiting room. Luke's cerulean blue eyes squinted against the artificial glow in the room, his gaze wandering in search of anything remotely captivating. Opposite him, an infographic poster touted the virtues of physical activity and mental health, a message that seemed incongruous with the knee brace he begrudgingly wore. The irony of contemplating jogging or hitting the gym while nursing a wounded knee did not escape him.

"Luke Syverson?"

He swiveled his head in response to the melodic call of his name. In the doorway stood a woman, her blonde hair secured with a claw clip, a clipboard balanced gracefully in her hand. A warm, friendly smile adorned her heart-shaped face. With a half-hearted wave, Luke acknowledged her.

"Present and accounted for, ma'am."

Internally, he winced at the self-consciousness his response provoked. Rising to his feet, Luke attempted to distribute his weight favorably, minimizing the strain on his compromised leg. A sharp pang shot through his knee, confined by the rigid embrace of the brace. Collecting his crutches, he navigated his way toward the young woman, focusing on maintaining a semblance of grace. The crutches, tools of mobility he had resisted vehemently at home, now betrayed his struggle.

As he drew closer, Luke observed that she was notably younger than he, the realization of his own impending forties sinking in. Her olive-green eyes sparkled, framed by honey-colored strands that cascaded like molten gold. A sun-kissed radiance illuminated her complexion as she beamed at him.

"I'm Joanna. I'll be your physiotherapist moving forward. Let's head to the exam room; we can go over the paperwork together."

Her voice possessed a cheerfulness that could rival a weather reporter or red carpet interviewer. Luke nodded in understanding, trailing behind her as they entered the room. The once sterile lighting had mellowed, casting a more agreeable ambiance.

The examination room emanated professionalism, each piece of equipment meticulously arranged, and charts displayed with precision. Joanna gestured toward the examination table, indicating for Luke to take a seat. Settling into a chair nearby, she balanced the clipboard on her lap.

"Alright, Captain Syverson, let's delve into the paperwork and gain a betterunderstanding of your situation, ok?" Joanna initiated, her focus shifting to the documents before her. 

“Let’s start with the basics, full name and date of birth?”

“Right,” Luke began, “"Full name's Luke Everett Syverson, ma'am. Ain't much use for the middle one, but it's there. I was born April 15, 1968, ma'am, interrupted my ma’s Easter dinner. Home base is Fort Bragg, North Carolina, hence why I’m here in Durham. Otherwise woulda’ probably gone to the centre in Tennessee, closer to where I’m from and all..” 

“You know, I never use my middle name much either, but, just in case there’s two Luke Syversons in the armed forces, gotta include it to make sure I’ve got the right one.,” Joanna nodded her head, humming as she jotted down her notes.

The room embraced a quiet tension as Luke settled onto the examination table, his eyes following Joanna's movements with a mix of curiosity and wariness. The dimmed lighting cast a softer glow, alleviating the clinical starkness of the surroundings. Joanna, her gaze focused on the paperwork, began with a series of routine questions about the nature of Luke's injury.

"So, Luke," she started, her tone gentle yet professional, "tell me about when the injury occurred, and how has the journey been since then?"

Luke took a moment, his gaze drifting to a framed landscape photo on the wall. The distant mountains seemed to echo the weight of his thoughts. "Iraq. Torn ACL," he said, sparing the details but acknowledging the source of his struggle. "Routine patrol, turned into anything but routine."

Joanna nodded, recognizing the understated weight in his words. "I see. That's a significant injury. And you had surgery to correct it?"

Luke shifted his weight uncomfortably on the exam table, nodding his head. “Sure did, m’am, three days ago. Still hurts somethin’ fierce, but I guess that’s what I’m here for.”

He sighed, his focus on the knee brace that had become both a literal and symbolic constraint. 

“To be completely honest with ya, m’am, I just wanna get back on my feet so I can figure out what to do with my life now, you know?”

She nodded, understanding the complex emotions wrapped around his military service and the path to recovery. "Recovery and returning to civilian life is a process, Luke. We'll take it one step at a time. Do you have any idea what you’d like to end up doing in future?”

“I haven’t really thought about it. Never went to college, so a lot of stuff’s off the table now. Plus, I’m getting old. Not sure where that leaves me either. Thought about maybe becoming a police officer or an EMT, you know? I wanted to do that when I was a kid, but then joined the military on my 18th birthday instead.”

Joanna smiled warmly as she made a couple of notes on her paperwork, before continuing to further establish the details of Luke's history, the conversation shifting to one about his daily struggles and the impact the knee surgery had on his life. With each exchange, a bridge of understanding formed between them, an unspoken alliance forged in the pursuit of healing.

In those moments, Joanna glimpsed the man behind the military façade. Luke rarely dwelled on his time overseas, focusing instead on the immediate goal: shedding the brace and moving forward. The physical therapy sessions ahead were not merely about mending a knee; they were about reclaiming a life after two decades of military service.

As the examination progressed, Joanna outlined a personalized rehabilitation plan, detailing exercises and strategies to rebuild strength and mobility. The room, once filled with tension, now held a promise of progress and recovery.

"Alright, Luke," Joanna said, concluding their discussion, "we something to start with at least. Let's work together to get you back on your feet."

With the paperwork completed, the clipboard now resting on the desk, Joanna moved seamlessly into the practical aspect of Luke's rehabilitation. She began guiding him through a series of light exercises designed to gradually rebuild some of the strength in his knee that he’d lost. The atmosphere in the room shifted from contemplative to purposeful as Joanna demonstrated each movement with precision, her instructions clear and encouraging. 

Luke, though initially reserved, found himself following her lead, a quiet determination in his eyes. As they progressed through the exercises, Joanna observed the subtle signs of discomfort and adjusted the routine accordingly, ensuring that the session struck the delicate balance between challenge and progress. The room resonated with the rhythmic hum of therapeutic effort, a shared endeavor toward a future where the weight of the brace would be a distant memory. As the session neared its end, Joanna offered a reassuring smile.

"Great work today, Luke. We'll take it step by step, and before you know it, you'll be moving freely again."

“Thanks m’am, I appreciate it,” Luke replied, a soft smile forming on his lips.

“It’s what I’m here for,” Joanna nodded as she held the door open for him in an effort to make it easier to exit as he hopped on his crutches, “And Luke? I wanna hear that you’ve been using the crutches at home as well, or you’ll just injure your knee further.”

“Yes, m’am,” He chuckled, shaking his head as he made his way out of the clinic.

Later that night, Luke settled into the worn-out couch in his living room, the dim light casting a soft glow across the room. He dialed his younger brother Travis’ number, the anticipation of sharing his day evident in the subtle smile that played on his lips.

After a couple of rings, Travis’ voice came through the phone, lively and teasing.

“Well, well, if it ain't the elusive older brother himself. What's new, Luke?"

"Not much, just had my first therapy session today,” Luke chuckled softly as he took a bite out of his slice of pizza. 

"Therapy? Never thought I'd see the day, Luke. What's the world coming to?"

"It's for the knee, not my sanity, Travis."

"Alright, alright. So, how'd it go, Captain?"

"Surprisingly good, actually. The therapist, Joanna, she's something else. Got me doing all these exercises. Says I'll be back to hiking those Arkansas woods in no time."

“Joanna, huh? Luke, if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you have a little bit of a thing for her. Florence Nightingale effect?"

"You watch too many movies, and besides, idiot, that’s when the therapist falls for the patient. Ain’t gonna happen. She's just good at her job, makes me feel less uncomfortable, I s’pose."

"Sure, sure. So, what's the verdict? She cute? Should I tell the kids they’ve got a new aunt?"

"You'll be waiting a long time for that. But seriously, it felt good, productive. And, she asked me about what I wanna do now. Got me thinkin’ about my options."

"Really? Did she smell the smoke? Set off a fire alarm?"

“Funny. I’m thinkin’ maybe becoming an EMT, you know? Can still help people, use my military training, just…stayin’ stateside and less sand.”

“You did always have a thing for helping people, I’ll give you that. Now, about Joanna…”

“Travis, forget it.”

“I’m just saying, Ma’s 60th birthday is coming up, and you know you’re in for a grillin’ about when you’re giving her grandbabies.”

“She has two already,” Luke protested, laughing as he took another slice from the box of pizza, “Besides,” he said with his mouthful, “I don’t know if I even want kids at this point. I’d be dead by the time they had kids”

“Well, if they take after you, maybe. I had kids at a reasonable age.”

“I s’pose, how are they anyway? Bet ya Hannah’s grown like a bad weed since I saw her last, and Maddie? She was knee-high to a grasshopper last time I saw her.”

“They’re good. Maddie’s almost 5 now, gettin’ quite feisty, like her mama, and Hannah’s taken up cheerleadin’, now I gotta become well-versed in making perfect pigtails in her hair if her mother’s busy with the little one.”

“Better you than me, Trav. Don’t think I could figure out how to do those tiny lil elastics.”

As Luke engaged in a heartfelt conversation with his brother, the echoes of family life stirred a contemplation of his own future. The tales of parenthood shared by his brother left a lingering thought.

 Did he, despite his usual reserved nature, harbour a desire for a family of his own? 

Love and romance had often found him awkward and uncertain, but when it came to showering affection on his nieces, those barriers melted away effortlessly. His musings naturally gravitated towards Joanna, her radiant smile replaying in his mind, illuminating the corners of his apartment like a beacon. 

The playful teasing from Travis planted an idea in his mind, one he never expected to be considering, which prompted Luke to consider whether there might be something extraordinary about his connection with Joanna.

Setting the cordless phone down on the table beside the couch, he sighed heavily, the weight of his newfound solitude settling in as he savored a third slice of pizza. His eyes roamed around the room, the empty expanse of his apartment feeling almost suffocating. The hush of the house, disrupted only by the dull roar of football highlights on the TV, intensified the solitude. In that moment, amidst the quietude, the prospect of companionship and a shared future became a lingering ember in Luke's thoughts.

[lauralyndsey]

Shared Experience; Real Value

Every time we share something about ourselves – a story – how we have lived,experienced, and associated with it- we create an opportunity to betterunderstand ourselves and learn something new. It’s like training someone to dosomething. When I have been promoted and trained someone in the position that Ihave done, I must remember that all these years of doing the same thing arelike clockwork. It’s…

[boomcomplains]

I just said this to a friend:

for (int vagueUnderstanding = 1; vagueUnderstanding < int betterUnderstanding; vagueUnderstanding++)

and I was so happy because I finally had a way to explain how I judge expertise... as a series of nested for loops with a variable whose count you just don't know until you trip into the next for loop.

Have I.... always been a robot?

[bags-n-aprons]

The importance’s of gift bag in your way of presenting it

 Are you a great believer of gifting and its trends in online marketplace? Well gifting is the new era of offering and conveying your heartiest felling’s to your loved ones. When you present a gift bag it means the love and affection spreads and your loved ones heartily accept your true gesture. It has lot to do with your love and emotion to your dear one and justifies the moment for a long time.

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Gift bag is a special gesture and feeling

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Gifting is been the most emerging trend and a way to let others noted your special gifting gestures. You can always have a feeling like anticipate your gift to be accepted wholeheartedly. It is the best example of how much you love the person and how well you understand their liking and convey the regards to them. Highly preferred gift bag is a great way to make your dear ones understand and feel for it.

Conclusion Gift bags are an excellent way to present the people that you love and care the most. It is a gesture that engages people and they give big complement for your nice gifting offers.

[truglimpz]

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[michellebowman-uh]

Let’s Go to Market! Field Trips to Discover Economics and Cultures - I Think...

When I think about how I will teach my future students, I will think about how I would like it to be taught to me. If I think it is not engaging, then my students will probably be thinking the same thing. I need to ask the students what they know, what they do not know, what they want to know so I can have a better understanding of how to engage and teach my students.

[asynca]

i can't believe you came into my house and whacked me over the head with Godspeed, killing me instantly. My sleeves are uncomfortably wet from wiping my eyes so thanks for THAT i guess

You’re most welcome! XD Just helping you get in touch with the side of you that wants to take a moment in the middle of the day and fucking SOBBBB at your desk. All part of the service here :3

[itcameuponamidnightqueer]

betterunderstanding replied to your post: my roommate signed up for one of those meal-kit...

Oh my god please send updates

well, it took her about 2 hours to make a 30-minute meal, she had to ask us which ingredients belonged in the fridge, and she did manage to burn her hand on a pot, but nothing exploded and it tasted pretty good!

[febycurtis02]

Once upon a time my wife bought me flowers and give me lovely massages for my aching back after I comeback from traveling and ended up with love making,but now she just give me this box and say this is for your back 🤦🏻‍♀️😅😂😂

[helephantastic28-blog]

Cloud reading Tuesday 29th - skull - with things seeming grim with virus/illnesses and some deaths our natural instincts is to hide away or be in denial...... Unfortunately we have to become aware of these things that are scary and face that fear! Do research! Get a better understanding of what you're situation is and tackle the fear (safely obviously) So put that foot down! As one of my favourite songs say "if I can get through this....I can get through anything" #dailyguidance #guidancewithhelen #areomancy #cloudreading #skull #facethatfear #research #betterunderstanding https://www.instagram.com/p/CFuY3XJBUtk/?igshid=wzipqvktxlpd

[btcmemes]

Where’s my 2x, Musk? I see you have time to tweet memes, pay me. 😁 Now you’re cutting in our livelihood? Being CEO of 50 companies isn’t enough? The competition just got tougher before I could even monetize. Who’s the next billionaire memer, Bezos, Gates? 🤓 #billionairesgonnameme #memesarepowerful #jokesarepowerful #memesmatter #memeschangethings #betterunderstanding #throughjokes #memeteacher #memeschool #insession (at Anaheim, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/CCy_Uy6At_L/?igshid=gmkikjycgsuz

[blinkalternative28]

"Back to nature" #2020 #naturephotography #river #blue #hikemore #trails #exploration #exercisemotivation #unexpectedfinds #photography #pocatellophotography #idaho #idahophotography #idahome #gallerybuilding #landscapesieries #smallcompany #betterprespective #betterunderstanding (at Pocatello, Idaho) https://www.instagram.com/p/B-aToE_jz5i/?igshid=19mz2aguczmyi

[3rdeyezoe]

Just don’t get it ... . . . #toughlove #relationships #relationshipgoals #lgbtq #lesbian #studlife #lovingyouthewayiknowhow #kids #family #children #lovelanguage #lovenolimit #betterunderstanding https://www.instagram.com/p/B52NxyChNfe/?igshid=zdjzxhnonpig

[mariasalomelobo]

It’s important to understand that fluctuations do happen in depression. A lot of times following an episode of depression you may have a relapse (return of full symptoms after a partial recovery) or even a recurrence (return of full symptoms after you have fully recovered). Unfortunately your chance of relapse or recurrence is influenced by the number of prior episodes. The more episodes you had, the greater your chance of having them again. However there are three things you can do to help reduce the intensity and, hopefully, duration of an episode. 1. Know your triggers (events or circumstances, either good or bad, that may cause you distress); 2. Learn your warning signs (changes in your mood, thoughts, behaviours, routine...); 3. Develop an action plan (work with your therapist to develop strategies to start managing an episode as soon as possible). Notice that all three steps are different to each person. It’s important you identify your own. __________________________________________ My triggers: a big change in my daily routine; too many unwanted responsibilities; failed goals and sometimes even good news. My warnings: irritability without a valid reason; difficulty in sleeping; lack of concentration; difficulty in taking decisions (as basic as what to wear); avoiding people... My action plan: whenever I notice some of my red flags showing up I start focusing on gradually neutralize them. How? Trying to see every situation I want to avoid as an opportunity to evolve. __________________________________________ This helps me not to feel so disoriented, therefore fighting the episode in a more conscious and effective way. Do you know your recession/recurrence signs? What strategies do you use? #talkaboutdepression #depressionstruggle #betterunderstanding #sharingreality #letsdoittogether ***FOLLOW MY BLOG*** https://unveilingthedarkside.wordpress.com/ https://www.instagram.com/p/Btn0kyUBS6q/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1iak96g0dx43g

[farronheit]

betterunderstanding replied to your post: it has almost been 4 months since the last real...

does character development not count as lore?

you’re right it is lore but it’s not really developing the story or furthering the plot, it’s a filler/slice of life