fieldmuseum For #FossilFriday, take a quick look at horse history 🐎 These 3 early horses on display in #EvolvingPlanet illustrate a general trend to longer legs with fewer toes. The earliest horses were small and had multiple toes. But as grasslands spread, longer legs with lighter, single-toed feet allowed horses to run faster and travel farther. 1. Hyracotherium, Paleocene (65-54.8 million years ago), Wyoming. 2. Mesohippus bairdii, Oligocene (33.7-23.8 million years ago), South Dakota. 3. Pliohippus, Micoene (23.8-5.3 million years ago), South Dakota.
Disclaimer: Naruto belongs to me! Just Kidding. I have no rights to this awesome manga and anime. They all belong to his awesomeness, Masashi Kishimoto.
Notes on one-shot: This one shot came to my head when I was wondering what it would be like if Sasuke and Sakura did the deed while arguing or while having a casual talk. And this happened. :D Hope you enjoy it!
Love and Misunderstandings
The Uchiha household shakes as a resounding bang vibrates through it when Uchiha Sakura slams the door to their house.
She takes off her shoes and kicks them off to the side. The young mother grumbles under her breath as she stomps her feet on the tatami and walks towards their room with an air of wrath surrounding her.
Their door opens again and ninja sandals enter. Uchiha Sasuke comes in quietly and lets out a sigh. He bends down to arrange the footwear on the floor, regally slipping his own slippers on and picking up his wife’s pink ones to bring it to her.
When he enters their room, Sakura is mumbling silent curses as she frustratingly pulls her hairtie and unzips her red dress.
Sasuke patiently places her slippers near the foot of their bed and observes his fuming wife.
“Did you hear me Sasuke-kun?”
The tone in her voice still sounds angry, but for some reason, her temper doesn’t scare him as it usually does.
Summary: You come home from a long day at work to find your boy in a blanket, acting like he’s dying.
Word Count: 2087
You let out a shaking sigh as you pulled your coat closer to your body, a sharp shudder ripping it’s way out of you as you struggled down the busy London street, it had been bucketing down with rain all day and you had hoped that it would ease up long enough for you to make it from the tube to your flat, but alas, you had not been so fortunate. The rain was coming down in heavy, freezing sheets and hadn’t let up for a second since you had left the office nearly an hour ago.
All you wanted to do was go home and curl up on the couch with your boyfriend, Conor, but he hadn’t answered any of your text messages since he had sent you one at 11 am asking what time you would make it home. You guessed that he was either warm and cosy in bed watching Netflix or had chained himself to his keyboard again with the hope of writing someone’s favourite song.
You just hoped that he was smart enough to not get caught in this weather, you had originally planned to go straight to the apartment he shared with his younger brother and his mate, but the thought of going to the other side of London in this weather both worried and horrified you.
The walk from the tube station to your apartment was only about ten minutes or so, but due to the onslaught of freezing rain and the people in front of you who kept stopping every ten seconds, you were now soaked to the bone and your pencil skirt and high heels were not the best gear for navigating in the pouring rain, nor were you the most coordinated of people.
A sigh of pure relief and elation left your lips as the front of your apartment building finally came into view, the thought of soaking in a hot bath with a glass of wine and a good book making a rush of warmth flood your frozen senses. You sped up just that little bit, letting out a huff of hot air as you finally had a break from the rain whipping against your skin.
Thankfully, you only lived on the second floor and found yourself outside your apartment door in no time, only to pause when you heard the muffled sound of an old movie coming from your apartment. That was odd, your roommate wasn’t supposed to be back from her work trip yet. Shrugging silently, you pushed the door of your flat open and kicked off your shoes.
You were in the midst of shrugging off your waterlogged coat when you spotted the figure huddled on your couch, maybe you’d been wrong about your boyfriend.
Giggling softly, you slowly crept up to the sofa and sat down on the edge, running a hand through your boyfriend’s light hair gently. You smiled down at him as you scratched your nails against his scalp tenderly, slowly rousing him from his sleep gently. You felt your stomach swoop as he cracked one eye open, before blinking both eyes up at you blearily, a lazy grin stretching on his face when it registered that you were sitting in front of him.
“Hi Baby,” you smiled down at him adoringly, “What are you doing here?” you asked him as he nuzzled his face into your palm, humming in satisfaction at your cold skin. Frowning, you used your other hand to feel his forehead, gasping softly at the temperature of it. “Conor! You’re burning up!” You exclaimed, your eyebrows creasing in worry as you moved your hand to feel down his neck and chest, feeling that his skin was clammy and sticky as well.
“M'fine,” he groaned at you, trying to paw at your waist and tug you into his arms unsuccessfully. “Babe, come on, I’m not dying, it’s just a bit of a head cold, the doctor said it’d clear up in a couple of days,” he explained, making you raise your eyebrows in shock at his answer.
“You went to a doctor? YOU? Mister if it’s not bleeding you’re fine, went to see a doctor?” you almost laughed out loud in disbelief, it was true, though, Conor hated doctor’s and he hated waiting rooms, so the fact that he had voluntarily gone to see one seemed a little far fetched for you. Usually, you had to drag him kicking and screaming when anything was wrong with him, you’d had to lock him in your car when he’d broken his leg for god’s sake!
Rolling his eyes at you, he pushed himself up into a sitting position and reached for your hand, holding it against his burning cheek once again. “Only cause I knew you’d send yourself into a panic if I didn’t, but I’m fine baby, the doctor said that it’s just my body coping with all the stress of the last couple months, I’ll be fine by the end of the week,” he promised, pressing a soft kiss to your palm as he blinked up at you with those glittery eyes, making your stomach clench.
Letting out a deep sigh, you nodded slightly, pulling your hand back and crossing your arms over your chest, still not completely satisfied but holding out your hand for him anyway. “Okay fine, I’m gonna go run you a bath and hopefully the steam will clear up some of that sickness, it always works for me when I’m sick,” you told him softly, squeezing his hand momentarily before letting it go, turning on your heels and making your way to the bathroom.
As you waited for the tub to fill up with water, you became lost in your own thoughts, pictures of Conor getting sicker filling your head and making you shudder in horror. You couldn’t remember Conor ever having been sick in the entire time you’d known him, so it made sense that everything would have to catch up with him eventually but you didn’t like seeing him be ill; out of the two of you, he was definitely the dominant one, he prided himself on taking care of you and you didn’t know that he would let you actually help him with this, even though you wanted to.
You jumped as you felt a pair of very warm arms curl around your waist, pulling you back against an even warmer chest. You subconsciously sunk into your boyfriend’s hold, the possibility of him getting you sick never even crossing your mind as he rested his chin on your shoulder before pressing a kiss to the back of your neck. “You need to get into the bath, you’re going to go into hypothermic shock if you don’t,” he chastised you, making you giggle at his protective nature.
Even when he was the sick one, he just couldn’t help himself from worrying and fretting over you. You had scarcely noticed that your damp clothes had become even colder and clung to you even more since stepping into your flat. Almost on cue, you felt a sharp and almost painful shiver shoot down your spine.
You nodded slowly before turning around to look at him, folding your arms around his neck as you looked up at him, “promise me you’ll actually take it easy for the next couple of days until you get better,” you spoke to him softly, hating the vulnerable edge to your voice but also not trusting your boyfriend to take the rest and recuperation he needed in order to get better.
“Guess I’ll have to call off that triathlon,” he sighed dramatically before laughing softly, “I’ll make you a deal, I will take it easy, if you have a bath with me every night for the rest of the week,” he bargained, lighting up adorably when you nodded. Unsurprisingly, he wasted no time in dropping his robe and stripping down before getting in the bath, making you roll your eyes at him. “Come on, the water’s perfect!” he urged you as your hands hovered over the zip to your skirt.
Shaking your head, you tugged the zipper down and wriggled your skirt down your legs, feeling considerably lighter without the heavy fabric around your waist. It was hardly the first time that your boyfriend had seen you without clothes, but nonetheless, he let out a low whistle at you clad only in your panties and blouse, making you snort out a giggle at him; nothing was ever that serious with him and that was what made you love him the most. You always felt comfortable and at ease around him and had done since the day you’d met him.
Pulling your blouse over your head, you quickly shed your undergarments and slipped into the opposite side of the bath to Conor, sinking down underneath the layer of bubbles floating on the surface and letting out a soft moan at the hot water easing your tense muscles. You shut your eyes as you rested your head on the rim of the tub, feeling a strong wave of relaxation roll over you like a tidal wave.
“Now that’s really not fair,” your boyfriend’s voice came from the opposite side of the bath, you peeked one eye open and dissolved into giggles at the pouting offended look on his face. “I’m in a bath with the sexiest, most beautiful girl in the entire world who is producing the heavenliest noises I’ve ever heard, and she’s all the way on the other side of the tub,” he groaned, though his signature smirk remained etched on his handsome features.
“M’ too tired to move, Con,” you mumbled, feeling a sudden wave of exhaustion and fatigue wash over your entire body. Before you could reconsider how he might interpret your words, he was latching his hands around your arms and yanking you over to his side, making the water slosh dangerously close to the lip of the tub.
“Conor!” you attempted to scold him, but it was ruined by the fit of giggles that accompanied it as you sunk into his chest, your face pressed into the crook of his neck, “I’m meant to be taking care of you, not the other way round,” you whined, closing your eyes again as you nuzzled into his neck gently. You couldn’t help but sink into him and his warmth, he was naturally quite a warm person and you took advantage of that whenever you could.
You let out a small hum as you felt the tips of his fingers trailing up and down your sides gently, causing you to relax against his chest lazily. “What are you doing?” you mumbled tiredly, squirming slightly as his fingers travelled down to the outside of the thighs.
He chuckled at you, his fingertips barely brushing against your skin as his touch travelled slowly down your body, “Just relax, babe,” he murmured as he dropped his head to press his mouth to your shoulder. “You’ve been stressed out a lot lately, just let me do this thing for you,” he mumbled against your skin as he sponged kisses along your shoulder and up your neck, before working his mouth and teeth to suck a sizable bruise at the base of your throat.
You let out a soft whine that turned into a hearty moan as his wandering fingertips tightened around your upper thighs before gently prying them apart, his fingers brushing against the place you needed him the most ripping a loud moan from you. You squirmed against him, feeling his hot and heavy erection pressing against the base of your spine as you wriggled your hips in a hope for some relief.
The sound of him chuckling brought you back down to earth as his hands retreated from your body, your mouth falling open as you whipped your head around to look at him in shock and abhorrence, was he being fucking serious right now?!
He merely smirked at you, removing his hands from you completely before bending down to whisper in your ear, “You were right, the bath made me feel sooooo much better,” he murmured into your ear before pushing himself up and waltzing out of the bathroom stark naked, leaving you in his wake, dumbstruck and highly strung over his teasing.
“Conor! Get back here, you little shit!” you shouted as you threw yourself out of the bath in a similar fashion.
Oh, was he gonna get it when you got your hands on him.
I know I said that there would be smut, but Conor being a little shit was too good to resist! Hahaha, if I end up writing a part two though, there will absolutely be smut! As always feedback/criticisms/requests/grievances are always appreciated :)
What are the 4 quadrants of Metamorpho supposed to be?
Hah, I was just talking to @evandocshaner about this on Twitter. I guess you might have seen that and that’s why you asked.
I was mentioning that I had a chance to talk to Ramona Fradon last year at Heroes Con, but I chickened out because I wasn’t sure what I could say to someone whose work means so much to me. I realized later I could have just asked the question you asked here, though I suspect she might get it all the time, and I wonder if she remembers or even if they were ever supposed to be specific substances in the first place.
The hoity-toity part of me wants to interpret the design by saying it exemplifies the elemental theme by the four quadrants representing the four classical elements (earth, air, etc). But if that’s the case, a) what about his head and b) which one of those is purple.
My guess is that Fradon picked four colors and textures that would be easily distinct from each other to imply the variety he could create. Why four? Because a) the human body breaks up pretty easily into four quadrants + a head, and b) four is enough to suggest a variety without being impossibly tiresome to draw.
Doc says Mark Waid interprets the reddish-orange portion as copper, and he personally likes the idea of the lighter colored leg being dry ice.
In short: I’m not sure anyone really knows, but maybe I’ll get a hand to ask Ms Fradon.
Brand new this week to our Limited Edition collection is the Bonnie Top! Perfect for summer, this short sleeve top can be adjusted to fit just right with the tie in the back, which we think is also a fun and flirty accent. The Bonnie Top is available in the most beautiful, delicate petal-colored cotton and a rich black linen. We paired the petal-colored Bonnie Top with our cream Wide-Leg Pant for a lighter look, and paired the black linen top with our black Swing Tie Skirt for an elegant look.
Is it just me or is it super possible Marinette wouldn’t recognize Adrien as Chat Noir because they don’t actually look that physically alike??? Chat Noir has more defined muscles, longer legs, wider hips, lighter and longer hair, and of course the green cat eyes. Now you could blame it on the skin tight suit yeah, but Chat Noir’s thighs are almost double the size and Adrien is wearing tight pants already! Plagg completely changes him physically when he transforms. Not to mention because Adrien has to act reserved when he gets to be Chat Noir he acts very different. So all in all, not surprised Marinette doesn’t recognize him. (Sorry about the photo quality bit this is what you get when you take pictures of your TV screen).
First time I separated
my leg routine. Calves are done 3 x a week with abs. I am separating my leg
routine for 100% concentration.! My weakest link! Goal…. Bring up the legs for
total CLASSIC destruction!
Day 1: Back
4 x 10/8/8/Failure
Rows 4 x 12/10/10/8 (2 underhand/2 overhand grip)
Grip Lat Pulldowns or Wide Grip Assisted Pullups 4 x 12-15 (Superset)
Arm Pulldowns 4 x 12-15
Rows 4 x 15/12/10/10
Rows 3 x 20
Extensions 2 x Failure
Day 2: Chest/Biceps
Dumbell Bench Press 5 x 15/15/12/12/10
Machine Bench Press 4 x 12/10/8/8
Dumbell Fly’s 3 x 15/12/12
Fly’s 3 x 15-12 (Superset)
Ups 3 x Failure
Curls 3 x 15 (Superset)
Barbell Curls 3 x Failure
Preacher Curls 3 x 10-12 (Drop Sets on 2nd and 3rd) (Superset)
Curls 2 x 10-8
Day 3: Hamstrings/Glutes
Leg Curls 4 x 15
Legged Deadlifts 4 x 15-20
Leg Curls 2 x 4-5 (Run the Rack/Drop Sets)
Hack Squat 4 x 15-20
Legged Glute Pushdowns or Glute Kickbacks 3 x 12-15
Day 4 Shoulders/Triceps
Lateral Raises 3 x 15
Shoulder Press (Superset) 3 x 12
Front Raise 3 x 12
Arm Cable (Rear Delts) 4 x 20/15/12/12
Rows (Superset) 3 x 15/12/12
Face Pulls 3 x 15/12/12
Lateral Raises 3 x 15
Dips (Superset) 4 x 12-15
Skull Crushers 4 x 12-15
Grip Barbell Skull Crushers 4 x 8-10
Arm Cable Kickbacks 3 x 12/10/8
Day 5: Quads
Extensions 3 x 15
2 x 8 (Heavy Sets) 6 x 10-12 (Lighter Sets)
question about wardrobe: I'm not as muscular, but I think I have a similar sort of body type, with broad-ish shoulders and thick legs. What sort of outfits do you find generally work best for you? I'm finding it hard to pick out clothes that give me the futch look I'm going for, and which you seem to be nailing.
For me it’s about tops and dresses that accentuate my waist and hips. Skater dresses, pleated skirts, lots of stuff that flares out at the hip. Layers are your friend too. I still have a fair amount of anxiety and dysphoria over the size and muscularity of my arms, so I tend to wear sleeves, but I’ve also found that tank tops seem to lessen the impact of my big scary arms while tiny little cap sleeves seem to accentuate it. I have nice legs so I play them up with well fitted jeans or short skirts and heels when applicable, and I try to use colors to make my upper body seem smaller and draw attention to my legs–i.e. lighter pants or bare legs and darker tops. Hope this helps.
They had been sitting in the cafeteria for quite long, but no one of them wanted to leave. They were drinking another coffee, talking about their last patient, when suddenly their heard a loud noise at the corridor and the click of the closing doors. They both ran to them, trying to open them up.
“What the hell?” Amelia asked.
“Code pink?” Owen said.
“Are you kidding me?” Amelia whispered, “we need to stay here until they find the kid?”
“So you don’t want to spend some time with me?” he teased her.
“No! Of course not, but as you can see I wore this amazing dress not because it’s comfortable, the same goes to the heels.”
“Do you regret that the guy ran away?”
“God no! I would throw up if I see any of his photos.” she shivered.
“Are you cold?” he asked.
“I have only overall, but maybe it will help a bit.” he said, muffle her in it.
They were standing there, closed in the cafeteria room, looking into each other eyes. They were both different persons than the day they met, but some of the sparkle still filled both of them.
“You were not!” Owen said, laughing.
“Yes, in fact I was very good at playing billiards for money.” she smiled.
“What other things you hidden from me?”
“Well, my fiance was a drug addict so there were a few stories.” she said, looking at her cup.
“I didn’t mean to upset you Amelia, I’m sorry.” he touched her hand.
“It’s okay. You should have know that before the wedding you know?” she gave him a small smile, “can we do this now?” she asked.
“Do what now?” he answered.
“Know each other.” she said, “we have some time and there is some stuff you should now, even if we are not longer together.”
“I would love that.” he smiled.
“I was with Ryan when he… when he left. We were in bed together and we decided to stop using drugs, to became a family, but I wanted to do this one last time and after we took it, I feel asleep. I woke up when he was already dead.” she wiped the tear, “he was dead and I was alive. What worse can happen right?”
“Amelia you don’t have to tell me about it.”
“But I want to. Please let me do this.”
“Okay.” he said, grabbing her hand tighter.
“I found out that I was pregnant soon after he died. I wasn’t sure how I could manage that, but I was happy. It was a piece of him, growing in me, but my baby had no brain. I decided to gave birth to him and later donate his organs. He lived for 43 minutes, I called him unicorn baby.” she lift her look at Owen, “because they are magical and can makes good things, so as he. I saved so many people. I should have told you that sooner Owen and I want to apologize for that. We could have started with it and you would have known how crazy your future wife was.” Amelia cried.
Owen stood up and sat beside her, he hugged her tightly until the last tear dropped on the floor. They were sitting there, hugging, when one of them broke the silent.
“I didn’t tell you about Megan because I felt guilty. I was guilty. If I didn’t force her to go on that helicopter… she wouldn’t have lost ten years. She would have husband, kids and all of that we have.” he said, kissing her hair “I was mad at Cristina too. I was mad that she moved on. She was pregnant and she made an abortion. I never forgave her and myself that she did that. She was my wife and I thought she loved me so much or at least to give me a child. It was selfish, immature and just stupid, but I really wanted to bring back that kid. After that there was just worst and to be honest… I thought that if you were pregnant….that you would do the same. I didn’t know that you went through that much and if I knew it…I would never push you to anything.”
Amelia lifted her head, his eyes were so blue, she almost forgot how she lost herself when he looked at her. She remember when they kissed for the first time. The trailer and her lame game with the bottle of sparkling lime water… Amelia remembered all of that, how stupid she felt going to her brother’s friend and trying to flirt with Owen. That was something she could blame the tumor for, but it wasn’t that. It was true, romantic affection. She remembered herself how fast her heart beat when their lips connected for the first time, the spark between them and Owen’s look.
“It wasn’t your fault, Owen, and the feeling… the love I felt wasn’t the tumor. Remember how I came to your trailer for the first time?” she asked.
“Of course I remember! I still have that bottle of water.”
“I know what I felt then. It wasn’t the tumor. It was a mix of ‘no game’ and a very handsome guy kissing me. I loved you then and I love you now, but there were so many unspoken words and missed talks that we lost ourselves in it. I don’t want to blame the tumor…I was a bitch to you and no matter what I say, it doesn’t change that.”
“I felt that too. You were so sweet when I kissed you. The way you looked at me…I felt like my legs were lighter and ‘goodnight Owen’ almost made me kiss you once again and later over and over again, but later… I should care more Amelia, care about you and not the kids. You are my wife and no matter what will happen next… I will love you forever. We went through hell together, now it’s time to live in heaven and I don’t want to do this without you.”
She lifted herself so she can reach his mouth, putting her hands on his chest, she missed it so much, the scent of his skin, the beating of his heart and the softness of his shirt make her feel like before. Before the tumor, the fighting about kids and the problems they couldn’t solve.
Amelia’s lips touched his as soon as the last word came from his mouth. The mix of her perfume and coffee hit him again and again when her tongue explored his. Owen held her tighter, like it would help them getting back together, he pulled her closer to his warm body, when her lips reached his neck and chest. She heard his moan when she licked his right ear, Amelia lifted her gaze to look at him once again. She felt the same feelings as for the first time they kissed, the only difference was that today they were married and had history, memories and love they didn’t have before.
“It was a great idea” Maggie whispered.
“I told you that if we closed them in a small space they would talk it out.” Meredith said.
“Maybe we should tell them that the doors are open?” Maggie looked at Meredith.
“Are you kidding? Look at them.”
Both of Amelia’s sister looked through the little door window, where Owen and Amelia solved their problems. Their talk was the first step to a better married life and thanks to the little trick they remembered the day the fall in love with each other. The only thing missing was a bottle of sparkling lime water … to celebrate their future.
Prompt: Could you please do a voltron one where the reader is found by the team and had terrifying powers. Then when they are in battle the team is about to die, but the reader gets terrified and there’s just an explosion of power that wipes out everything on the battlefield except the team.
You held your hands up in surrender as the Galra sentries closed in on you. You weren’t a paladin, Lotor thought you might be valuable as a captive, maybe you were not as much of a threat to put all the effort into neutralizing- who knew why they weren’t shooting you dead where you stood. But as you helplessly watched as your team was bombarded with attack after attack… You could feel their pain, the ones that ere close enough you could see them screw their faces up in pain, hear their screams through the comm unit. It was just as bad and as the Sentry reached for your arms to cuff them behind your back.
You didn’t know how it happened, how it was triggered or where it came from, but the pure energy that pulsed through your body. It hurt, but it also felt invigorating, you could feel your arms and legs becoming lighter, you were stronger and you could feel the earth moving underneath you, like the planet was connecting to you. You pulled your wrists and the metal that wee holding you early snapped as if it were made from tinfoil
You reached out your hand and the Galra sentry that had it’s weapon pointed at you and this y/f/c energy raced from your finger tips and struck it in the center. As you took a step forward the planetreacted violently and the ground started to shake. The Galra forces started to turn to you. You were sending the bolts of power at them You eyes had started to glow that same color and the aura that was inside of you only grew and grew.
You were striking down everything in your path that posed a threat to you and your team. You were unstoppable. You were going to go until you family was safe. But as the glare started to close in on you, the aura built itself into you and you rose up high, high into the air. You sent out one last blast, it was powerful, it was blinding but it didn’t effect those on your side.
You were knocked unconscious after that last blast. Your body slowly drifting back down to the ground which seemed unmarred from your large blast (though the glare ships had been turned into scrap metal and pushed into the atmosphere.). Shiro had been on the ground with you with the fighting force, the other paladins were racing back. Shiro ran to you and caught you right before you hit the ground. You were fine- just sleeping even, but he held you close until all the Lions were back on the ground. He rushed you over as the team came pouring out. “Is she okay? What happened to Y/N? WAS THA HUGE BLAST OF ENERGY HER?!?” Were just some of the many questions pouring out of the team.
“Enough,” Shiro snapped, “We need to get Y/N back to a healing pos ASAP.”
“I’ll take her,” Kieth volunteered and Shiro raced into the Black lion with him to get you back to the Castle.
Nathan was stuck in the early morning traffic. He was sipping the coffee he bought minutes before at one of the gas station. The coffee tasted like oil, but he didn’t care about it that much. Nathan was on his way to the hospital, he wanted to tell Meredith what he felt. He had enough of being in this situation. Nathan thought about it all night, he couldn’t eat or sleep and the only thing keeping him alive was coffee. Nathan turned on the radio, the song filling the car when Nathan drove straight. His look went at the right, he saw a white point driving to him. Nathan stepped on the gas pedal trying to run away from the crush. He drove faster and after a moment his car wasn’t in range of the white car. Nathan slowed down a bit, but after a second he felt the strong force hitting back of the car. His chest hit the dashboard, he looked at right and the last thing he saw was the other car knocking his.
“God, this day is so boring.” Amelia said, eating her sandwich.
“Don’t even start.” Maggie said, writing something into her patient chart.
“I miss Nathan.” Meredith said randomly, looking at her sisters, “I miss his laugh and the way he woke me up.”
“Too much information.” Maggie said.
“It wasn’t the way you are thinking right now.” Mer smiled, “he pulled me closer to him and kissed my neck, if it didn’t help he tickled me until I cried from the laugh.”
“Meredith,” Amelia started gently, “you ware the one who told him to be with Megan.”
“Because it was the right thing to do.” Mer answered, “then.”
“Maybe you should… just tell him this.” Maggie said.
“I can’t! It’s too late for that.”
“At least you can see him at work.” Amelia said.
“Yeah… speaking of that. He should have been here about 30 minutes ago.” Meredith looked at the clock.
“Meredith Grey, do you know his schedule?” Maggie gazed at her sister.
“You’re in love…” Amelia added.
“I am not!” Meredith shouted.
“Well, you are. You just need to admit it to yourself.” Maggie said, taking her charts.
The three sisters exited the room, they were laughing at Mer for some time, but both of them knew, that these two should be together and find their way to each other as soon as possible.
Alex walked to the ER room, it wasn’t a busy day, but he had a feeling that it was gonna change soon. He was standing in front of the door when one of the ambulance arrived, he walked to the paramedic who was just about to transfer the patient.
“Forty year old man, problems with breathing after car crush. He has a collapsed lung and several broken ribs. Before he passed out he said that his blood type is A.”
“Thanks.” Alex said, pulling the bed with the patient.
They drove to the first free ER room, the patient was stable enough to make basic tests. Alex was about to put an ivy into the man’s arm, when the patient woke up, he grabbed Alex’s arm. He removed the oxygen mask, when Alex took a quick look at his face… he was the last person he had thought about.
“Riggs.” Alex whispered, “help! I need help here!” he shouted, trying to save his coworker’s life.
Amelia was walking through the hospital corridors, she was in a rush after Alex told her to be there fast. She ran to the ER room, wearing her gloves.
“What do we have?” she asked.
“It’s Riggs. He’s having problems breathing and I think he has a bruised heart.”
“Why didn’t you page Maggie?” Amelia asked.
“Because she’s with Meredith and the last time she was witnessing Derek’s death. I don’t want Mer to see that. For now.”
“Alex… we need to page Maggie. Now!” Amelia shouted, looking at the monitor.
“I need to go to the ER.” Maggie said, starting to run.
“I’ll go with you. I’m bored anyway.” Meredith said.
Both of the doctors where in the middle of the fight for Nathan’s life, his parameters were low and the second lung collapsed, they were waiting for Maggie, praying for her to be alone. After minutes since they paged her, the door opened loudly, Maggie entered the room.
“What do we have?” she asked.
“It’s Nathan. He had a car accident. His lungs collapsed, we think that he has a heart damage also. We…” Amelia didn’t finish the sentence, looking at the other doctor who entered the room, “Meredith.” she whispered.
Meredith stood in the door frame, her heart was racing, her hands were sweating. She looked at the table were Nathan’s body laid without life. Mer tried to stood straight, but she felt like her legs became lighter.
“Alex! Take Meredith outside.” Maggie shouted, “I need Amelia here.”
Alex took off his gloves, he lifted Meredith’s body a bit so she could walk, but after he did that the shout getting out from her chest.
“Nathan! Nathan, please don’t leave me! Please!” she tried to get rid from Alex’s embrace, “I love you!” Meredith cried.
“Alex, take her out of here!” Amelia shouted.
Meredith was sitting in the attendings room while Alex was making her a tea. She was shaking, her eyes were closed and all she could say was ‘he can’t die’. Alex sat next to her, holding the hot cup in his hands.
“Mer. Please, drink that.”
“He can’t die.” she said, looking into his eyes.
“He won’t. Maggie and Amelia are the best here. You know that.”
“I didn’t tell him that I love him. I said that a thousand times to Derek. He knew that, but Nathan… I never said that to him and now…now it’s too late.” she cried.
“Meredith.” Alex started,”he won’t die. I’m sure he knows that you love him. Everyone, except you knew that.”
“But… I can’t lose him too.” she cried again.
“He’s stable.” Maggie said, looking at Meredith.
“Can I see him?”
“Yes, but he’s sleeping now. He will be awake by tomorrow.” Amelia said.
Meredith walked into the room, his face was lit by the reflexes of the moon. He looked so peaceful, that for a moment she didn’t want to wake him. She sat at the edge of the bed, holding his hand into hers.
“I didn’t tell you it before. I would never have told you that, but I lost one love and I don’t want to lose another one. I love you Nathan.”
Meredith took a place next to him, she put her head on his chest. She listened to his heartbeat, trying to focus to not to cry, when she felt his hand on her head.
“Nathan.” she smiled.
“I almost needed to die to hear that you love me.” he said, trying to get up.
“No! You need to rest.” she gently pulled him away “I should call Megan.”
“Later. Now, you need to kiss me”
Meredith put her hand on his chest gently, she brushed his lips with his. After moment her tongue entered his mouth, the brush became more passionate, more hot that they expected. She pulled herself away from him for a moment, trying to take some air.
“I love you Nathan.” she whispered, putting her head on the place between his arm and neck.
“I love you too Meredith Grey.” he said, kissing her forehead, “and I always will.”
“The world was dark, a seemingly mysterious enigma that shrouded you with uneasiness. Yet, you know this place - there was this underlying tone of familiarity. You sigh, taking it all in, the wondrous sights, the mystique setting…
You belong here.
Welcome to Wonderland.”
This is the masterpost for @destiplier and I’s brand new au! In this, you, the traveler, are sent to a mysterious place filled with characters that look a lot like the youtubers you watch on your computer.
You hear from multiple characters that the Card Suitors, who took over from the unheard Heir, are terrorizing the whole area and putting everyone in fear. As you meet everyone, you ask how to get home.
What is home?
Can you put a stop to the Card Suitors? Or will you find an underlying dark tone that makes your skin crawl?
Curiouser and curiouser….
Right now, this is an open universe, excerpting the characters and their roles. If you have anything to contribute, feel free to message Ash (destiplier) or I with your ideas! This is a dark, fun au that we’re excited to discover and unravel.
There are a few basic guidelines, so here they are:
-This, all in all, has no slash or shipping content. That doesn’t mean however, that we will stop you from doing so. Just refrain from putting it in the main tags of the youtubers.
-If you make fanart of this au, credit to either of us would be amazing and very professional of you. We worked hard on this and we want credit where it’s due.
-This is a dark au. It’s gory as hell, it’s terrifying, and it’s not sunshine and rainbows. If you draw a gory scene, please put the appropriate tags so anyone with a weak stomach or is easily grossed out can blacklist that art.
That’s about it. Anything else that I or Ash feel like we need to add will be added later on.
We both hope that everyone has fun with this. Write, draw, mix, create. The possibilities are endless.
Pewdiepie as the White Rabbit
Danny Sexbang as the Mad Hatter
Egoraptor as the March Hare
Barry Kramer as the Doormouse
Rubberninja as the Cheshire Cat
Cryotic as the Caterpillar
Muskyerm and LordMinion777 as Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum
Mortem3r as Gryphon
Commanderholly as the Pigeon
Wiishu as the Knave of Hearts
Markiplier as the King
Matt Watson (kidswithproblems) as the Queen
Jacksepticeye as the Ace
Ryan Magee (kidswithproblems) as the Jack
Other characters will be added as we continue the story.
Character designs are mainly posted on Ash’s tumblr (destiplier). They’re very talented and I’m glad Ash is helping me with these designs! Love to them <3
Pewdiepie (hasn’t officially been drawn):
White Rabbit ears, with a white buttondown and red vest. In the middle of his chest, is a pocketwatch that beats to some sort of sick heartbeat. His pants are gray, and he wears tall black boots and has a bunny tail. Also wears a gray cape. Seems to look hungover constantly.
A navy blue coat that has really long coat tails that touch the ground, tight striped blue and white leggings with black dress shoes. Also a giant blue top hat on his head that’s usually decorated with the joker card. He also wears dark lipstick and his nails are painted dark.
Barry has a white shirt and black pants under a rich red/orange silk coat, with a belt keeping the coat together. He wears buckled boots and has a thing fencing sword attached to his back. Squeaks when angry or surprised. Also has brown mouse ears and a tail. Quite small as well.
He wears a sleek dark navy grey crop top that stops just before his belly button and the same color tights; he also wears a mask with cat ears on it that cover everything except his lower jaw and mouth. He has fingerless gloves on each hand and ballet flats on his feet. Also has a tail that seems to have a mind of its own. His mouth also has a scar on each side of his mouth: the scar on the left side is turned upward in a smile, and the right one is turned downward in a frown.
Cryaotic (hasn’t officially been drawn yet):
A being that’s a mixture of the monster of many faces from Avatar: The last Air Bender and no face from Spirited Away, it’s a dark, bug like manifestation with the blank Cry mask on. His mouth never moves when he speaks either. Always seems to know what’s going to happen next.
Muskyerm and Lordminion777 (not officially been drawn yet):
Two very different people that seem to be connected by a very bloody, very messy sewing accident. Bob is wearing a black button down and white pants; Wade is wearing a white button down and black pants. Both have a blood red bowtie on.
Mortem3r (not officially been drawn yet):
Part eagle, part lion. Has the back legs of a lion, the front of an eagle, wings of an eagle. Yet, instead of an eagle’s face, Suzy’s face is there. Always seems to have a permanent ring of red around her mouth, and it’s not just her lipstick.
Commander Holly (not officially been drawn yet):
A small pink haired human with a blue bonnet, a light blue dress, and pigeon wings. Swears on her life you’re a serpent person.
Wiishu (not officially been drawn yet):
Has black armor up to her face, which is in a ponytail. She wears a heart eye patch that covers a scar that runs down her face. Literally Undyne. (Ash and I had a whole discussion about how Undyne was based off this specific character)
Markiplier, Matt, Jacksepticeye, Ryan (all found together on Ash’s blog):
Mark wears an open red trenchcoat and wields an axe that has a heart on the handle, and also wears dark pants and black woodsman boots.
Matt wears a sort of blue catsuit that goes up to his neck with a diamond on his right breast, and carries around poison knives that are in the form of diamonds.
Sean wears a green samurai style robe with slippers; his hairs in a ponytail, and he bears a katana that has a spade engraved on it.
Ryan wears a dark orange muscle shirt and dark leggings with a lighter orange hooded cape, and he wears brass knuckles that have clubs on the knuckles.
Edit: Ash and I will be tracking the tag YTWonderland!au so if you want us to see anything, feel free to tag it!
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