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we can 𝗛𝗢𝗣𝗘 and we can pray that everything will work out 𝗙𝗜𝗡𝗘 ! you can’t stay down 𝗢𝗡 𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝗞𝗡𝗘𝗘𝗦, the 𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒐𝒍𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 is outside !
we can 𝗛𝗢𝗣𝗘 and we can pray that everything will work out 𝗙𝗜𝗡𝗘 ! you can’t stay down 𝗢𝗡 𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝗞𝗡𝗘𝗘𝗦, the 𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒐𝒍𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 is outside !
we can 𝗛𝗢𝗣𝗘 and we can pray that everything will work out 𝗙𝗜𝗡𝗘 ! you can’t stay down 𝗢𝗡 𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝗞𝗡𝗘𝗘𝗦, the 𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒐𝒍𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 is outside !
we can 𝗛𝗢𝗣𝗘 and we can pray that everything will work out 𝗙𝗜𝗡𝗘 ! you can’t stay down 𝗢𝗡 𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝗞𝗡𝗘𝗘𝗦, the 𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒐𝒍𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 is outside !

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so... i am probably going to move april to a multi.
today’s mood: stressed about april kepner.
memes for that specific brand of ships
SOFTER: “ stop doing that— stop trying to hide your emotions from me. ” “ i can’t make you trust me. but i’m gonna stick around long enough for you to realize you can. ” “ not everyone is just gonna become another scar. some people will stay, if you let them. ” “ i feel like i’ve been living in a storm for so long, like i’m just drifting from wave or wave hoping i won’t drown. ” “ what happened to you? what made you so scared to stay still long enough to let someone in? ” “ i don’t wanna be scared anymore. ” “ even when you smile, your eyes are still sad. ” “ you’re safe with me. you can let go. breathe. ” “ i just want to belong somewhere again. or to someone, i guess. ” “ the thing about never having a home, is you don’t know what to do when you’re finally given one. you just feel like you’re waiting for something to take it away again. ” “ would you just sit still? you’re gonna get an infection if you don’t let me clean this up. ” “ i’m not gonna hurt you. i’m just here to help. ” “ close your eyes. go back to sleep. nothing can hurt you while i’m here. ” “ you looked so peaceful while you were sleeping…i couldn’t bring myself to wake you up. ” “ why do you trust me? ” “ don’t do that— don’t shut down on me. let me in. ” “ you were talking in your sleep again. i’m starting to think they’re memories and not just dreams. ” “ i’m not used to letting people close. i don’t like being vulnerable— but i want to, with you. i want to let you in. ” “ how did you get this scar? ” “ i don’t always need you to fix everything. i just— sometimes i just want you to listen. ” “ you’re so beautiful when you laugh. i wish i could see it more, but maybe it’s the rarity of it that makes it so captivating. ”
DARKER: “ every time i touch you, there’s a moment where you look like you think it will hurt. ” “ why aren’t you scared of me? ” “ you’d accept a caress from the same hands that leave you bruised, just to feel warm. ” “ i’ll kill anyone that makes you hurt like that again. i’d kill them just for taking your smile. ” “ i want to keep you all to myself. i don’t want anyone but us to know the things we do in secret. ” “ you’re mine now. and i won’t let anyone take you from me. ” “ would you kill for me? ” “ i’d cut my heart out and place it in your hands if it would prove my devotion to you. ” “ you love me so fiercely. i’m almost afraid of it. ” “ i know if anyone hurt me, you’d never let them see another day. and i think i like that a little too much. ” “ i know you’re dangerous, but i also know you won’t hurt me. you bark, and you growl, but you never bite. not me, at least. ” “ who hurt you? who made you so sad and lonely? tell me so i can make them pay. ” “ i don’t like the way they look at you. perhaps i’ll cut their eyes out. ” “ “ they hurt me. now i want you to make it better. make them hurt too. ” “ if anyone lays even a single finger on you, i’ll cut it off and feed it to them. ” “ yes. i killed them— but i did it for you. ” “ i had to do it. no one gets to make you sad and get away with it. ” “ i told you, i’ll love you no matter what. i’ll wipe the blood off your skin. i’ll clean the dirt off your hands from every grave you dig. i don’t care if you’re a monster. ” “ you should be scared of me. i like that you’re not. ” “ don’t you know my love could destroy you? ” “ come, sit in my lap and tell me whose blood i should spill tonight. ”
@drmeredithgreyshepherd // meredith grey.
there was no place that april rather be than the hospital. she had physically recovered through the trauma of samuel’s birth & taken off the time that she was strongly suggested to before returning to the hospital. she had taken a drastic shift from sitting in the nursery’s rocking chair from dusk to dawn, to wanting nothing more than the constant pressure of the emergency or operating room. she needed her mind filled & her heart pumping. the overly concerned looks from owen were not helping, nor arizona staring from a distance without any clear indication of what to do. she needed something that felt normal, that felt like her entire world had not been ripped apart & turned upside down. if she couldn’t have that, then she needed a damn good distraction.
“hey.” two cups of hot coffee were set down on the nurse’s station, sliding one over to meredith. if april could get that from anyone, it was meredith. “please tell me you have something good on your schedule that i can assistant with, because if i see the word appy one more time, i might lose it.”
bythescalpel // jackson avery.
Jackson knew there was no point resisting April. He let out a sigh and then pushed himself out of the chair. His hand rested gently on April’s shoulder. “Throw in a bagel and you have a deal.” He told her, his fatigue showing in his face. He walked for the door and opened it, holding it open for April and gesturing for her to go first. “After you.”
a shining smile lit up her features a moment later, easy laughter tumbling from her lips. “fine, i’ll let you strong arm me into a bagel,” she responded. the walk to the coffee shop is a familiar one given that she went there much more than she would have liked, even with her sturdy thermos full of coffee that she brought in the morning. “have you gotten any consults? maybe you just need a fresh set of eyes. someone that hasn’t spent all day looking at it.”

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bythescalpel // callie torres.
“You’re right. There’s Paeds. Everyone is chipper in Paeds.” Including the perky blonde Callie was trying hard not to let herself fall too deeply for. Not yet anyway. She had been down that route before and it only lead to her getting hurt. “I don’t think you can control the stress or crying either, Kepner. Trust me. Being tired leads to stress which usually leads to me crying. I can’t control it.” She shrugged but gave her intern a smile.
well, dr. torres wasn’t wrong about that –– things were awfully upbeat in peds, if one ignored the fact that they were working with sick kids. that was less than stellar. still, her smile is polite & expected, a bob of her head following along with the words that came out of her mouth next. “yes, of course. dr. robbins is always in a good mood,” she remarked. “right. well. maybe, uh, maybe i shouldn’t interrupt your coffee time, then. i don’t want to bother you.”
crappyodds // lexie grey.
it was lonely. that much was true. as much as she appreciated the visits from the others, they were always cut short. usually ten to fifteen minutes and the pages would buzz and off they’d go to the next up and coming surgery, or some out of this world idea that needed to be talked about amongst actual surgeons that could do something. she couldn’t. not right now. maybe not ever again.
that was something she needed to stop doing, she needed to stop ripping the hope away from herself. maybe she could be something, maybe they’d figure something out for her. this didn’t have to be the end of the line, not if she didn’t want it to be. she could figure something out. that was what she needed to keep in the back of her mind. lexie couldn’t lose hope or give up, that would be the worst possible thing.
“what about the surgeries today? how’s that going?” safe to say that lexie couldn’t really help herself. she wanted to know, she wanted to hear at least something good. though she had a feeling that eventually, they’d all run out of good stories and she’d be left to face the possible truth ahead of her. a truth that she didn’t ever want to face. “how is everyone on the main floor? are they all… doing okay?” better than her, at least?
it took every bit of concentration to make sure that when she sat down, she didn’t look fidgety or uncomfortable by being in the room –– it wasn’t that she was uncomfortable, that wasn’t the issue, it was just that she didn’t feel like she was the right person to be sitting with lexie. like, which one of her coworkers would have wanted her there, as their first pick, or even the second? maybe jackson would pick her second. maybe.
surgery, at least, was an easy common ground to talk about without having to worry that she was being weird or getting in her own head about it. “oh, well, everyone’s been keeping busy. i’ve been working with dr. hunt in the e.r. a lot lately, which is exciting. it’s actually kind of nice, never knowing what’s coming in.” certainly not the specialty that she would have ever guessed that she would excel in, yet it was exactly what she was doing.
“yeah!” april gave a quick answer, maybe a little too quick, a smile quickly gracing her features after a beat to try & sell it. physically, it was definitely true. cristina was a disaster mentally, but they probably all were, she was just ... more obvious. “i mean,” she swallowed. “as well as they can be, i guess. i think.”
sithdestined // anakin skywalker.
“no, i suppose not. i’ve always been good with pain. when i was younger…” he trailed off, as if unsure whether he wanted to share this with her. part of his jedi family, yes, but still practically a stranger. his memories from tatooine were his own. they were something no one could take and sometimes, he felt greedy, like if he shared them with others, they would somehow be less his own. it didn’t make a lot of sense, he knew that, but he also hadn’t had very many people he wanted to share with. she wasn’t really an exception. perhaps he was just feeling loose tongued because of the drugs. “i used to podrace. i was good, too. the only human on tatooine to do it. but i crashed sometimes. once, i broke my femurs. it hurt, but i really didn’t feel it that much. i was too excited about almost winning.
“i won a lot. they just fixed my bones anyway. i can walk and run and fight, same as everyone else. my mom always worried.” but she was gone now. forever beyond his reach. he watched her relax as she sat down, listened to the din of the ship. he was surprised obi-wan wasn’t with them, fussing. he’d seen him board the ship with a few of the other masters. “i guess i figured i would be more help. against dooku. i don’t know why. i just thought in a fight against another jedi, i would win. but i didn’t. he could have killed obi-wan and i was just…laying there.” he lifted the remains of his arm. “this doesn’t really bother me except that…i lost. not the arm. the fight. i wanted to win. to show obi-wan i could.”
like the thousands of jedi that had come before her, april had trained with her lightsaber, always having a preference for form vi. despite the efficient skills that she had learned underneath her master’s care & expertise, even while acknowledging the important of it in her own life, she would have been happy to have never had another reason to pick up her lightsaber in battle again. jedi were meant to peacekepers & that sometimes meant doing things that were not objectively peaceful, it meant matching what was needed in the situation. but she was a healer. she had come to geonosis both because it was necessary for greater manpower, alongside the acknowledgement that it was very likely her area of expertise would be needed after. this was what she was good at. it came natural to smile softly & truly listen.
“that sounds like it must have been a lot of fun, even with the broken bones. i can’t say i know much about podracing.” she’d seen brief holos, of course, knew that there was plenty of gambling around it. it just wasn’t the kind of activity that she would have willingly engaged with. the redhead’s brows knit together curiously at the padawan’s words, a hint of bemusement behind her hazel hues at where his disappointment laid: not in the loss of a literal limb, but in the loss of a battle. that was ... odd. she did not know him nor his master particularly well, but it felt like something that she should meant to master kenobi, should she have the appropriate opportunity. “based on the end of the battle, i’m sure you’ll have plenty of future chances to prove yourself. but ... you were against someone far more experienced, you should keep that in perspective. the fact that you’re both alive is a testament to your abilities.”
I know that it seems impulsive and out of nowhere, but it’s not, it’s just… I’ve thought it through…
I try to hide my pain behind a broken smile
–– SO OUT OF STYLE.
𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝚘𝚌. 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚎.

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happy birthday april kepner 💕
She’s like warm days, sunshine, honey and love.