#meredith greys edits

[riemmetric]

Izzie: How did this happen? How did we end up here? Why am I alone? Where's Denny? Meredith: You're not alone, Iz.

[blackthornluce]

GREY'S ANATOMY (2005-present) S01E01 - A Hard Day's Night

[I can't think of any one reason why I want to be a surgeon. But I can think of a thousand reasons why I should quit. They make it hard on purpose. There are lives in our hands. There comes a moment when it's more than just a game. And you either take that step forward, or turn around and walk away. I could quit. But here's the thing: I love the playing field.]

[popchoc]

↳ Meredith & Derek: check (01×02)

↳ Meredith & Andrew: check (15×06)

↳ Amelia & Monica: check?? (20x04)

[emily-prentits]

no bc can you imagine just being cut off like that. one day you're slowly falling in love with what is the only good thing in your life and the next he has a wife. he has a wife and he's not yours, he never really was yours in the first place. and you have to go on with your life and see him at work everyday and pretend your heart isn't cracking in your chest. can you even imagine that.

[silent-idea]

Favorite Relationships (no particular order) ↴ Meredith & Cristina ⇢ Grey's Anatomy

[jobrookekarev]

Jolex Instagram AU: Friends and Family

[verlierer-is-lost]

TikTok won’t let me post the full Mertina edit, so let’s see if this will work on Tumblr 🫵🏽💥

[whimsicalangst]

*.:｡ if I was a character in grey’s anatomy ｡: . *

I wish I could feel the way I felt watching Grey’s Anatomy for the first time 🫶🏻 (heavy on the first 2 seasons)

[fujikoi]

- I'm gonna go upstairs and take a shower, okay, and when I get back down here, you won't be here, so, um, goodbye...um... - Derek. - Derek. Right. Meredith.

Grey's Anatomy, season 1 episode 1.

[concha-de-mar]

if my old friends who were trying to convince me to watch Grey’s Anatomy years ago should’ve just mentioned the qpr and amazing platonic relationships I would’ve been on that shit in a heartbeat

[riemmetric]

[cuervoplath]

Me real core

Mi corazón me ciega a la verdad que mi cuerpo me grita , lloro en la noche y el día por un amor. que ni por mi ah de pensar , espero y embrujo a que me ame pero ni las fuerzas del más allá me pueden ayudar .

mi corazón en eterna soledad nunca podrá volver amar , vive en un amor maligno , donde una parte sufre hasta no poder despertar y la otra ni cerca está para sentirlo .

me daña saber que jamás mi corazón sentirá el latido del tuyo , que mi tocar jamás te sentirá y que tú jamás lo sabrás , si lo supieras me querías o ya lo sabes y ni te interesa mi corazón que tan daño está de los demás .

estoy en tristeza tanta que pienso acabarla , me daño al saber que ella si te toca , algo que yo ni puedo imaginar, ni mi creatividad me puede salvar .

como mi corazón que tan solo estuvo desde que era un corazón de un niño vibrante podrá sobrevivir a un amor no visto , solo quiere que me ames o me des una parte de ese amor que tanto muestras a los demás .

quiero llorar tanto que podría ser el mar , mientes que tú eres un sol que gira hasta nunca acabar yo una luna que jamás te dejará de mirar, solo un tonto corazón se enamora. de alguien como tú un amor de una persona nada más , me destroza que ames a un nivel a alguien que no te ama igual y yo que te amo de la misma manera no me la puedas dar . El triste corazón

[lysieicons]

19x01 & 19x06 jolink

requested

[emily-prentits]

wip wednesday (it's sunday)

tagged by @nostradamus0 :) since it's almost done i'll give you a snippet from revenge chapter 6 hehe

But more often, Addison watches her eyes follow Derek across the room and thinks about how she still runs out after one or both of them are too vulnerable after sex.  Addison wonders. She wonders what this means to her. She wonders how Meredith can touch her and kiss her and look at her like she wants, like she’s hungry for Addison and nothing—no one else, then turn around and watch Derek with those sad, puppy-dog eyes of hers. How does it work, calling your ex-boyfriend’s wife baby when she’s pressed against you and begging for your touch? And then looking at him like that? Thinking in circles like this makes her head ache. What’s the point? What’s the point of any of it?

tagged everyone the first time so i won't do it again, but if you want to share wips feel free to take this as me tagging you for the game!!

[best-series-forever]

S2E03/S3E04

[tragicallywicked]

Prologue

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“Sometimes love finds us in unexpected places with unexpected people. But when it does, it changes everything.”

― One Day by David Nicholls

—

Addison Montgomery took a deep breath as she pushed open the door to the bar, the smell of cheap booze, fries and something that seemed a lot like wet dog lingered. She granted it had to be from all the wet coats lying around on chairs, as the city of Seattle had welcomed her with a never-ending downpour (or so she hoped that was the cause), which had only added to her already sour mood.

The bar was nothing like the high-end, flashy establishments she was used to in New York City. It was small, cramped, and dimly lit, with a few patrons scattered around the room. The walls were adorned with tacky posters of local bands and the furniture was a far cry from the designer bars she was a regular back in the Big Apple.

She needed a change of scenery, something to take her mind off the painful revelations of the previous night. She was still tracing back the scenes of the crime that surfaced in slow motion, all so painfully fresh… the clothes tossed mindlessly on the stairwell and the hallway, the thuds coming from the bedroom, the muffled moans. Derek Shepherd, her husband of over ten years, had been cheating on her with an intern, and the knowledge had shattered her world.

Addison took a sip of her drink, trying to ignore the bitter taste in her mouth as she relived the events. It had started out like any other, with Addison coming home after a long shift at the hospital, hoping to find some solace in the arms of her husband–she had expected to crawl and snuggle her husband (even though they hadn’t done that in several months now, she never stopped hoping).

But as she opened the door to their bedroom, she had found Derek and the intern in a compromising position. The shock and betrayal had hit her like a ton of bricks, leaving her feeling like her entire world had just stopped. She couldn’t breathe or scream or cry–not at first, at least. She was stuck watching them collect their clothes, the intern at first apologizing as she stumbled past Addison.

Derek had tried to defend himself, accusing Addison of neglecting him and driving him into the arms of another woman. But Addison couldn't accept that. She had worked tirelessly to build a life with Derek, putting her career on hold at times to support him in his own endeavors. She couldn't believe that he would betray her in such a way. And then, maybe because of the accusations, she finally screamed and cried and it didn’t feel any better. Perhaps if he had apologized, Addison would have forgiven him, but this… This was outrageous.

Their marriage had been on the rocks for a long time, of course, long before the explicit display of disaffection. The distance between them had grown with each passing day, until it felt like they were strangers living under the same roof. But Addison had always held out hope that they could work through their problems, that they could find a way back to each other.

After a sleepless night of tears and anger, Addison had made the decision to leave. She couldn't stay in the same city as Derek, couldn't bear the thought of seeing him again at work or anywhere. She was outraged and disgusted. And so, as Richard Webber had called and offered her a job at Seattle Grace Hospital, a few days before, she finally returned his proposal and jumped at the opportunity.

As she sat at the bar, surrounded by strangers and nursing a drink, Addison couldn't couldn't help feeling a sense of relief, despite all the pain. She had left her old life behind, but she wasn't quite sure what she was hoping to find in this new city. All she knew was that she couldn't go back to the way things were before. Something had to change. She didn’t know what, or how, but she would make it happen. She was a successful surgeon, a respected member of her community (even if she was, at that moment, alone in a dingy bar in a strange city). But for the moment, at least, it felt like the right place to be.

She glanced around the bar, taking in the other patrons, until her eyes landed on a striking blonde sitting a few seats down from her.

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