miracles do happen

There are medical miracles. Being worshipers of the author of science, we don’t like to believe miracles exist but they do. Things happen; We can’t explain them, we can’t control them but they do happen. Miracles do happen. In medicine they happen everyday just not always when we need them to happen.

At the end of a day like this, a day where so many prayers are answered and so many aren’t, we take our miracles where we find them. We reach across the gap and sometimes against all odds, against all logic, we touch.
—  Meredith Grey (Season 3, Ep. 17- Some Kind of Miracle)
Fic: Miracles Really Do Happen (4/4)

part one, part two, part three

(A/N: Thank you so much for reading! I know this is the tropiest of tropes, but I find I like those fics the best. If anyone wants to send me prompts, I would be more than happy to fulfill them.)

Days passed and things continued on much the same way. People assumed Abby knew what the hell was going on, and she let them think that. Especially Everett. Nobody but Marcus and Jackson knew about her predicament.

True to his word, Marcus had sat down across from her on that hard, plastic chair in their room (she’d sat on the bed) and told her what had happened to Clarke. It had been painful, but she made sure to remember everything he told her word for word. Maybe if this was some kind of futuristic dream or whatever, she could prevent her from dying. It was worth a shot.

Since then, he had been rather distant from her. At first, she’d thought nothing of it, but after the fourth day of minimal contact (he’d found another place to sleep apparently) she found herself wanting or maybe even needing to seek him out. She actually missed him.

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There, finished it…after struggling with it for about 4 centuries

hmm…this may or may not be a follow up to this only in a messier place and less clothing ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) i needed nsfw mikayuu alright

You can also find a lil’ wip thing here if you’re into that

Please do not share/repost my art anywhere without my permission. Thanks!


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Go check out her photos! [Monica’s Gorgeous Photos]

If you’re on Twitter, you may have seen these pictures above, of Misha examining my GISHBUS fan art that I was able to hand to him personally at the GISHBUS Event at SDCC16:     (prints now available on Society6)

(those of you with a sharp eye will notice I also have the Attack Dog!Cas print in that folder I handed him):

But Monica went above and beyond, and she was nice enough to send photos of Misha giving me a firm handshake when I told him “Thank you” for portraying Castiel’s depression in a subtle, realistic way that’s helped me a lot.  (My lil sis didn’t catch that on our camera, so this is the only photographic evidence I have of that!)

LOOK AT THAT IDIOT FACE I’M MAKING….  *buries face in sand*
I was so surprised and honored that he’d shake my hand, and JOLTED when he gave me such a firm handshake. His hands were even bigger than I imagined.
Monica, you really did catch that perfect moment!!! Thank you so much!
I hope you know I smile like a fool every time I look at these pictures!

We are definitely having a Hug-War next time, Monica!

If you ever see Monica at a convention, please attack-hug her and tell her it was from me ;D (JUST BE MINDFUL OF HER CAMERA!)

[posted with Monica’s permission. Please do not repost/edit without permission from @monicad-photography ]

Miracles do happen

TITLE: Miracles do happen


AUTHOR : tomcuddlesfic

WHICH TOM/CHARACTER: Actor Tom / Daddy Tom

GENRE: fluff / romance / angst

FIC SUMMARY: Emily and Tom want a baby but could other things stop their chances?


AUTHORS NOTES/WARNINGS: And another one shot I’ve been working on today. It’s fairly long. Hope you enjoy and do tell me what you think :)

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My room has always been a mess. Always. I honestly can’t really remember a time that it was truly clean. I always told myself that I’ll clean my room eventually and then eventually just never came. So enough was enough. It was time to tackle the nightmare that was my room. It took me a total of 11 hours with only one break for food, but I finally did it. My room is clean. I’ve seriously never felt better. Not only did I get my clothes and other junk off the floor and put away. I vacuumed, I dusted, the works. So when I say clean, I mean clean. 

So where’s my medal?

Happy Birthday Kelly!
  • Happy Birthday Kelly!
  • Bryce Papenbrook

So , as a gift I got a special birthday gift ..  a greeting from Chat Noir ( Cat Noir/Bryce Papenbrook)  And it was so cute I decided I had to share this for the fandom ! Please don’t take my audio :) Thanks for Bryce for doing this for me ! And a huge thanks for my family friend that made this happen <3 :D