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feral-ballad · 1 year

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Cristina Peri Rossi, tr. by Diana P. Decker, from These Are Not Sweet Girls: Poetry by Latin American Women; from “Evohé”

[Text ID: "tired of the flesh, / its tremblings and yearnings, / like a hermit, / I took refuge in words."]

#cristina peri rossi #yearning #excerpts #writings #literature #poetry #fragments #selections #words #quotes #typography #poetry collection #poetry in translation

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perfectfeelings · 7 months

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Have some fire. Be unstoppable. Be a force of nature. Be better than anyone here, and don’t give a damn what anyone thinks. You’re on your own. Be on your own.

Dr. Cristina Yang | Grey’s Anatomy

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thoughtkick · 6 hours

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Have some fire. Be unstoppable. Be a force of nature. Be better than anyone here, and don’t give a damn what anyone thinks. You’re on your own. Be on your own.

Dr. Cristina Yang | Grey’s Anatomy

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lunarw0rks · 7 months

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the könig video…the whimpers the screams. one of y’all is gonna sedate me tonight fr :

yes he could crack my skill with his big arms. but that doesn’t mean i don’t want him to dick me down!!! it’s part of the fun!!

naur but i’m sick of the uwu könig agenda. he fucks occasionally (hookups, probably) and when he does, he F U C K S <3

he doesn’t “hate” his size, per se. he uses it when necessary, professionally and personally. but… with a partner?? it’s very much being used to his advantage !!!

#cristina yang: SOMEBODY SEDATE ME #könig smut #könig headcanons #könig x you #könig x reader #colonel könig #konig smut #konig call of duty #konig x you #konig imagine #rachel speaks #not writing

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peterparkeeperer · 1 year

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quick breathing (cristina yang x gn!reader)

You had been resting in the oncall room when the door had been roughly opened. You flinched, and sat up with an elbow supporting your weight. You squinted, and Cristina’s wild locks created a halo around her. She stepped in before leaning against the closed door.

She smoothed her hair back, seemingly unconsciously. She then swiped her finger under her nose quickly with an indecipherable look in her eye.

“I…like you. Okay?”

Flabbergasted, you laid dumbly.

“Okay?” Was all you could say. She nodded.

“Okay. Alright. That’s it.”

She then turned sharply towards the door, seemingly to leave. In a millisecond of confusion, it then took you another second to barely grasp what she was saying. You got out of bed fully and rushed to grab her arm. With the door halfway open you pushed her back in and closed it.

“Woah, wait a minute, you can’t just leave after saying that!”

“I can’t?”

“No!”

It was awkwardly silent for a moment. It fully hit you then, what she’d said.

“You like me.” You said, incredibly soft. Your head felt so mushy that you just had to tilt it as you looked at her infront if you.

She seemed unable to make eye contact, and her eyes flit from your shoulders to your eyes, to your throat. “Well, don’t make a big deal out of it.”

Your hand that was gripping her long sleeved covered forearm stroked upwards, and with this simple yet conscious move her eyes shot to yours and stayed there. It was your turn to feel nervous. Nervous infront of this amazing woman, focused fully, yet completely unpredictable.

Your fingers traveled across the bow of her shoulder, and finally to where her blue scrub ended by her throat. Then, with a slight tremble she probably caught, you held her cheek tenderly. It fit perfectly, as if meant to hold her. Her dark locks tickled the back of your hand.

You needed a second to move, but Cristina never had and never would, and therefore it was her who crashed her lips to yours. Her body that had been still was suddenly moving against yours, and the feeling of her quick breathing against your chest was euphoric.

You admired cardio before, but now more than ever. All hearts did the same, beat the same, but her’s was so strong, and you almost wished you could feel it directly in your hands. Her life, her very ambitions beating a wild beat into your palms.

#gn reader #greys anatomy #cristina yang x reader #christina yang #cristina yang #just a little drabble (what does Drabble even mean?)#I write the most random characters ever. want her so bad though #greys anatomy x reader #hehe

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thehopefulquotes · 8 months

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Have some fire. Be unstoppable. Be a force of nature. Be better than anyone here, and don’t give a damn what anyone thinks. You’re on your own. Be on your own.

Dr. Cristina Yang | Grey’s Anatomy

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resqectable · 9 months

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Have some fire. Be unstoppable. Be a force of nature. Be better than anyone here, and don’t give a damn what anyone thinks. You’re on your own. Be on your own.

Dr. Cristina Yang | Grey’s Anatomy

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perfectquote · 1 year

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Have some fire. Be unstoppable. Be a force of nature. Be better than anyone here, and don’t give a damn what anyone thinks. You’re on your own. Be on your own.

Dr. Cristina Yang | Grey’s Anatomy

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babygirlgiles · 11 months

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I think my fic where Xander accidentally becomes a successful novelist (largely without realizing it) is the funniest idea I’ve ever had. This guy started writing little stories to remember their adventures in Sunnydale (his last line in Chosen about “how will anyone even know about this unless we tell them” burrowed itself into my little archivist brain and won’t let go) and posts them online. He unintentionally goes viral. He thinks someone named Simon N. Schuster is leaving him voicemails. He ends up on the New York Times bestseller list.

He doesn’t even realize that everyone else thinks the stories are fiction. Xander is out here writing autobiographical non-fiction but everyone else thinks he’s a weirdly dedicated author that’s really committed to maintaining a Lemony Snicket style pseudonym/persona for the narrator of his novel. There are “Who Is Xander Harris?” articles. No one can dig up much of anything on him because he lived his whole life in a town that got wiped off the map. He keeps rejecting requests for interviews because of his stage fright. At first this drives his publicist absolutely ballistic but it just adds the the air of mystery that’s drumming up book sales so she lets it go.

He only responds to questions over email and only ever responds “in character” as his “novel’s narrator” and this baffles everyone, only adding to the supposed mystery. It’s literally not even Xander actually writing the emails 95% of the time. It’s Dawn. She has appointed herself as “Xander’s representation” even though she doesn’t really know what being someone’s representation means. She printed business cards.

#meanwhile the rest of the scoobies are doing everything in their power to stop this book’s publication #it’s a total comedy of errors on every single front #tagging this so claire can filter it lmao (ily claire)#xander Harris #btvs #buffy the vampire slayer #dawn summers #Dawn’s business cards are maybe the funniest part of this me and I truly think this whole thing is hysterical #xander is letting her take care of all the business stuff which is a huge part of why he has no clue what’s going on with the book ever #but also <3 he is a little bit dumb <3 #but also genuinely he just doesn’t care about the business side of things all that much #he really was just writing little stories bc he loves his friends and wanted to remember the times he’s shared with them #and as a way to remember/grieve everything he’s lost. friends. anya. Sunnydale as a whole.#he’s just a little guy who’s so loyal and full of love and thank god Dawn intervened lmao #and now he’s sort of just along for the ride on the publication process #Cristina if you see this is also love you thank you

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ticklishraspberries · 5 months

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Assessment (Cristina, George)

Summary: Cristina asks George to help her practice a simple abdominal examn, and it goes differently than expected. (Based on this prompt by @allytheally. Hope you enjoy!!)

“Just let me practice on you, Bambi!” Cristina said, her tone uncharacteristically close to begging. It still wasn’t quite begging, which George would have taken great joy in, but it was close enough to give him a little bit of satisfaction.

“Fine,” he said. “But you’re buying my lunch today.”

“Deal, lay down.”

Feeling ridiculous, George laid down on one of the extra beds in the hallway, elbows at his sides and hands resting on his chest.

“Bailey claims I’m too rough when I give secondary assessments,” Cristina said. “You’re wimpy, you’ll tell me if I hurt you, right?”

“Hey, I am not wimpy! I grew up with two older brothers, I can take a punch,” he replied.

Cristina rolled her eyes. “Whatever, just…Tell me if I hurt you.”

George nodded, looking up at the ceiling. He could have been scrubbing in on a surgery, but instead, he was helping Cristina practice her patient etiquette.

Without warning, Cristina brought her hands to his abdomen and pressed, and he twitched under her sudden touch, but it wasn’t as painful as she’d made it sound.

“See, you’re already squirming! I’m not that heavy-handed, you’re just being a baby!”

“People’s bodies react to stimuli,” he replied. “I’m not being a baby, I’m literally just reacting! It doesn’t hurt, just hurry up.”

“Fine, bossy,” she replied, and did as instructed, but George noticed that she did lighten her touch ever-so-slightly. But that just made it worse, because it hadn’t hurt in the first place, and now it…Well, it tickled, and George would rather be in pain than have Cristina Yang find a new thing to tease him about.

He tensed despite his best efforts, but he assumed the average patient would do the same. It was awkward, uncomfortable, sometimes painful and sometimes ticklish to get felt up by doctors. He would have to keep that in mind in the future, try and make the experience less uncomfortable.

“Why are you so tense?” she asked, annoyance clear in her tone.

“I’m not,” George replied, defensive.

“You are, you’re being all weird. There’s no way I’m hurting you, this is the pressure I’d use in pediatrics.”

To prove her point, she lightened her touch again, barely pressing down, brushing fingers over his belly through his scrubs and he couldn’t help but let out a little squeak.

Time seemed to freeze in the hall, and George looked up at Cristina, feeling as vulnerable as a patient with their chest cavity open on the table beneath her curious gaze.

“No way,” she said. “Are you…Are you ticklish?”

“No, I’m not, and I think I just heard my pager, actually, so—”

“Oh, no, O’Malley, you are not getting out of this one,” she said, grinning. “Lay down, I’m finishing my assessment. Have you been having any abdominal pain lately?”

“Cristina, seriously, don’t you dare!” George cried, but was quickly cut off by his own giggling.

“I am never letting you live this down. I’m telling Meredith, and Izzie. I’ll even tell Karev, he’ll have a field day with—”

“No, Cristina, please!” he said, batting uselessly at her hands. “I’ll murder you, I’m serious.”

He had always hated being tickled, his brothers always taking it way too far. If the others all found out, he would be tormented every day, just like when he was a child.

“You don’t sound so serious when you’re giggling,” Cristina said.

She used both hands to scribble fingers over his belly and sides, and George squirmed like mad on the gurney, whining. He felt ridiculous, blushing and giggling like a child while on call as a surgical intern.

She focused on the sides of his stomach, one of his worst spots, and he squealed in the most embarrassing way. God, he was never going to hear the end of this, he knew it.

“Oh my god, this is priceless,” Cristina said. She was laughing, too, but it didn’t feel malicious. George wasn’t as close to her as he was to Izzie or Meredith, but he still considered her a friend. She’s grown on him, despite her know-it-all attitude, her relentless teasing, and apparently, now, he would have to put up with her tickling him.

Life as an intern could get weird.

“What is going on here?”

George groaned when he recognized the voice as Izzie’s, and if Izzie was here, it meant that Meredith wasn’t far behind.

“O’Malley’s ticklish,” Cristina said. “I was practicing an abdominal exam on him, and he started giggling!”

Izzie giggled. “Oh my god, no way! George, how am I your best friend and I didn’t know this?” she asked.

George forced himself to sit up, squirming wildly away from Cristina. “No, no, we are never speaking of this again. I’m serious, both of you!”

“What’s George serious about?” Meredith asked, coming around the corner, just as he’d predicted.

“That we aren’t allowed to tickle him,” Izzie replied.

“I hate you all,” George said, arms crossed protectively around his middle. “And I’m leaving now, I’m gonna go do my job instead of messing around.”

He stormed down the hallway with the sound of his friends laughing, his cheeks still flushed, still slightly short of breath, but also feeling oddly lighter than he had when he entered the hospital that morning.

#greys anatomy #grey's anatomy #grey's anatomy ticklefic #grey's anatomy tickle fic #grey's anatomy tickle #greys ticklefic #greys tickle fic #george omalley #george o'malley #cristina yang #raspberry writes

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feral-ballad · 11 months

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Cristina Peri Rossi, tr. by Diana P. Decker, from These Are Not Sweet Girls: Poetry by Latin American Women; "Evohe"

[Text ID: "I feel something undefined"]

#cristina peri rossi #lost #uncertainty #excerpts #writings #literature #poetry #fragments #selections #words #quotes #poetry collection #typography #poetry in translation

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quotefeeling · 1 year

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Have some fire. Be unstoppable. Be a force of nature. Be better than anyone here, and don’t give a damn what anyone thinks. You’re on your own. Be on your own.

Dr. Cristina Yang | Grey’s Anatomy

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thoughtkick · 1 year

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Have some fire. Be unstoppable. Be a force of nature. Be better than anyone here, and don’t give a damn what anyone thinks. You’re on your own. Be on your own.

Dr. Cristina Yang | Grey’s Anatomy

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cto10121 · 3 months

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Bella and Edward Are (Barely) Two Different People

Fresh from my Midnight Sun rereading, the parallels and similarities between these two just. stood out like a sore thumb. So without further ado, here are the receipts:

Bella being afraid of seeing Edward and Edward being afraid of seeing Bella for an entirely different reason

Edward being disgruntled about Forks and high school and high key thinks he is better than this. Bella being disgruntled about Forks and high school and high key thinks she is better than this.

Both are meh about anyone human. Except Angela. Angela is cool and kind and honest. Ben is too. They’re nice

Rosalie: *exists* Bella and Edward: 😬 🤢 😡 and eventually 🤝

Bella wants to pair Mike and Jessica, tries, and succeeds. Edward wants to pair Angela and Ben, tries, and succeeds. They should open a matchmaking agency methinks

Bella winks. Edward winks. Wink wink

Bella calls Edward her Romeo like the dramatic classic lit nerd she is. Edward calls Bella his Persephone like the dramatic classic lit nerd he is

Edward loves speed, Bella quickly develops a liking for Edward running, motorcycles speed

Tanya and Mike: *exist* Bella and Edward: 😡😭😡😩😡🥺😡

Both go from Debussy to…this? (Linkin Park)

Edward’s favorite color quickly changing to brown and Bella’s quickly changing to topaz. Eye color is clearly a big deal

Bella is mother in a depressingly parentified way. Edward is mother in a Latina mom-coded way

They’re okay-looking at best and ugly at worst…except that most everyone gawks and wants to date them and thinks dirty thoughts about them. But that means nothing, that’s because they’re new to town/an alluring vampire. It’s probably not because people think they’re genuinely hot, lol

Speaking of which, what does Bella see in Edward and Edward see in Bella?! Can they believe that their love would really want to be with them? Isn’t that just amazing? Isn’t that some inscrutable and unfathomable miracle of the universe?!!!

Edward thinks he’s a monster for being a vampire (understandable). Bella thinks she’s a monster for briefly cheating on Edward with Jacob (also understandable). Both should fucking chill

Bella “I’m Switzerland” 🤝 Edward “An obsessed vampire stalker”

Bella has her useful mind shield and Edward his mind reading. It’s like mirrors except the inverse

Bella forgives Edward for everything leaving her dead inside with a figurative gaping hole in her chest. Edward forgives Bella for everything cheating on him with Jacob and just loving Jacob in general. Very forgiving people

Edward is in her books, Bella is in the stars of the night sky. Bella is the girl and Edward is him. If they are together, it is heaven. This is to say, both cannot and do not chill

Edward: “Soft perfection” 🤝 Bella: “Perfect”

Bella cannot function without Edward. Edward cannot function without Bella. Romeo and Juliet quietly prepare a lawsuit. There can be room for only one epic literary het couple fucked over by love and this cursed heteropatriarchal Christofascist life. And it ain’t the vampire and his favorite blood bag

#twilight #twilight renaissance #bedward #cristina is silly #twilight meta #mutual love clownery is the best clownery #i think those are the main highlights #i feel as if i’m missing something tho #anyhoo one of these days i’m going to write that ‘r&j and bedward go on the most awkward double date ever’#that has been going on in my noggin

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swiftsdelucaa · 1 year

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Hii would u write Christina Yang dating headcanons ?? Tysm

❛ 𝑫𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑪𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒂 𝒀𝒂𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏 ❜

𝙋𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜: Cristina Yang x f!reader ♡

𝘼/𝙣: Here's anon, hope you'll enjoy this! ;)

It could be said that at the beginning it was more difficult to converse with her than any other intervention... of course, it is normal for attendings to make fun of interns, but to be able to have at least one consultation. "Dr. Yang, I..." "What's up?!" she usually always answers in a frustrated way or sometimes doesn't answer at all. "Forget it, I'll take care of it, you can go" "But I-" "Did you hear me?" Yeah, it would a better goal than doing a whole surgery on your own.

You've always admired Cristina Yang as a surgeon, but working with her, she looked even more amazing. The days you were with her were the best, she always had interesting cases and was successful in each one.

The day she spoke to you was after a hard surgery. You've never seen her so panicked, all that blood, the sound of the monitor. She had done this procedure a billion times, yet something was wrong. You had seen her do it several times, even in the gallery. You just acted on instinct, and the monitor sound was gone. The look in her eyes was indescribable.

From there she immediately noticed something about you that others didn't have. You finally managed to communicate, and sometimes you made speeches not only about work. Wow.

You conquered her. But now it seemed like she wanted to make you hers. She did everything to have you with her, now your future was cardiac surgery. You could never forget that evening. The hours seemed to go on and on, all you wanted was to go home. You were checking the post-ops and she came to check on you. "Good work" she said. "Well I didn't-" "Oh shut up!" she immediately put her lips on yours. "Thank you doctor Yang..."

In front of others she knew how to be strict with you, it made things much more exciting, and as soon as you were both free, you didn't miss the opportunity to see you in a call-room.

When you were home alone, you ordered plenty of food, watched TV, and almost always took long showers while singing and playing loud music. When you finished you started dancing, even naked, although Meredith once entered the house and was warmly welcomed. Well it's her fault, she didn't knock.

Once you had her, no one else could want her. Let's say it, jealousy is one of your flaws. Anyone could smell it from miles away! She tries to hide it, but in the end you always feel it. Aww it almost melts you that she cares about you.

After a while it was hard to keep things professional. You could easily give in to selling her every time she worked, but her weakest point is your looks. The fact that you were very sexy is one of the first things that was referred to. Well, you liked everything about her, literally. This girl is one of a kind about her, having a Cristina Yang in your life is the best thing that happened to you.

Once after finishing the night shift, you came back to his house sprawled on the floor. You literally couldn't move a muscle. She didn't say anything and just lying next to you. "It's not funny" you complained. "Oh I said nothing" you turned to her. "Hey" "What?" you looked into her eyes for a while. "I love you" she... laughed... "So you won't tell me?" "Nah, at least not now" it's amazing she always manages to amaze you in every way. You managed to reach the sofa and threw a pillow at her.

#lol third day of headcanons😂#cristina yang #cristina yang x reader #cristina yang imagine #greys anatomy #grey's anatomy #greys abc #greys anatomy imagine #greys anatomy x reader #y/n #fanfics #headcanons #my writing #requests

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perfeqt · 8 months

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Have some fire. Be unstoppable. Be a force of nature. Be better than anyone here, and don’t give a damn what anyone thinks. You’re on your own. Be on your own.

Dr. Cristina Yang | Grey’s Anatomy

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