gracie (@.iwasadeer)

#shifting 𓂃˖ ࣪⊹ multiple drs Autumn, to me, is a time of reflection, a time in which we harvest are good doings and actions of the year so far. It’s a time of recollection, of seeing the paths we have taken this year and what may lay ahead in these cooler months to come. We start to prepare for a new year that is inching closer and closer whilst trying to ignore the passage of time. With only three months left of this year, I just wish to thank everyone. This year has been wonderful so far and I can only hope to have a lovely three months. @c. @liv. @៹ nova 🦢 @leia @𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗢 ✶ 𝓭𝗜𝗢𝗥 @lena 𝜗𝜚 @fran 𝜗𝜚 @mickey @𝓔vie @Niamh @taylor ೀ @￴ ￴ ￴ @samantha @￴￴ ￴￴ ￴￴ ￴￴ ￴￴ ￴￴ ￴￴ @🗯️ yasmin @𝕬꯱ׁׅ֒tׁׅri๔ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ @zahra ❤︎ 𓏼 ݁₊ . @kat ౨ৎ @lottie 🐝 @𝔪 ⊹ ࣪ ˖ @d7eamsicle @b🎞️ @*ೃ༄ lacy @viii @isla ౨ৎ @izzy #shiftingrealities #foryoupage #moodboard #vsp aesthetic *fcs are merely for editing purposes

#harrypotter 𓂃˖ ࣪⊹ dr “SO THEY’RE…” the first year trailed off, brows furrowed as he watched the group of teens walk past them, looking as if they were zombies. “Well she’s,” his friend pointed to Leia, who was half being dragged by Gracie seeing as she’s celebrated hard the night before, “Our new head girl.” His eyes widened. “And then she’s,” he moved to point at Gracie who was half asleep, the news she’d learnt the previous night haunting her, “One half of our quidditch commentators!” “The one who was playing smash or pass on quidditch equipment the first Slytherin versus Hufflepuff game?” His friend nodded, pointing to Lee, “That’s the other commentator, who said smash to a… Snitch?” They both nodded, unaware that the last two of the group had spotted them. Listened in on the quick explanation one boy was giving the other. The twins laughed, placing one hand on each boy and watching as they jumper up in shock. “And we’re the Weasley twins, fancy some sweets?” The kids ran off, leaving the two lads laughing their heads off. “Fred!” a voice snapped them out, as Leia’s own beckoning of George followed. The two looking up with sheepish smiles as they jogged to catch up. “Merlin, I love her,” Fred sighed, his eyes going soft as they fell onto the Ravenclaw. George nudged him. “Loves a strong word.” “Makes me feel weak, though. Like…. I woke up early, hungover just to make sure she had something to eat.” “Wait - what about me?” Fred shushed him, “Not now my dear twin.” He sang. Gracie who had over heard the two, begun to walk, and as such drag Leia, faster to class. “Slow down, Gracie!” Shaking her head, Gracie hummed, “We need to get to class! Who doesn’t love Charms?” @🗯️ yasmin @៹ nova 🦦 @camille @mickey @𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗢 ✶ 𝓭𝗜𝗢𝗥 @𝓔𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐞 𝄞 @Niamh @lena 𝜗𝜚 @leia @⋆˙𐙚 nanā @lottie. @𓉸ིྀ　blair ♡ ྀི'ₛ　law　₎₎ @liv. @kat ౨ৎ @𝓔vie @rinrin ꪆৎ @*ೃ༄ lacy @juliette @taylor ೀ @d7eamsicle @isla ౨ৎ @b🎞️ @𝕬꯱ׁׅ֒tׁׅri๔ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ @𝔪 ⊹ ࣪ ˖ @izzy @￴ ￴ ￴ @【 ♡⃘ 】 @samantha @viii @fran 𝜗𝜚 #foryoupage #fyp #moodboard #shifting fred weasley aesthetic

#harrypotter 𓂃˖ ࣪⊹ dr IT WAS THE FIRST party of the school year, and by the Trixs standard… it was pretty great. Afterall, they were celebrating Leia’s Head Girl announcement (although they did wonder HOW she had gotten the position when two drinks in she was trying to start karaoke…) Gracie hadn’t noticed the handful of stares. The guys trying to get close. Offering drinks, dances, anything. She’d waved it off, preferring to stay with her friends on their first party back. But Fred had noticed. And maybe he’d tripped a few or made their hair green for a few minutes. “Gracie,” he leans down, far too tall now, lips a breaths away from her ear. Most would say he’s invading her personal space. She didn’t mind. “Come outside with me?” Even if it was a question, Gracie treated it like a statement. Intertwining their fingers and allowing him to lead her outside. Unaware of his pink ears and how the blush had spread across his body. The silence outside the Gryfindor entrance was deafening. A stark change to the party happening inside. Even she had to admit, Gryfindors knew how to party. Beaming at Fred, she asked enthusiastically, “What’s up, Freddie?” Those two dimples distracting him terribly so. Running a hand through his hair, he opened his mouth. Closed it. And repeated the action for what felt like a million times. For perhaps the first time in his life, Fred Weasley was speechless. Could you blame him? Here was his best friend. His best friend. Looking even more stunning than she ever had, as if she got more and more beautiful as everyday passed. Dressed in red. His house colour. Too lost in his adoration of her, Fred didn’t exactly realise what he had muttered to her before the sting of a slap brought him back. “I’m in love with you.” Not exactly slap worthy statement if you asked Fred. Through the ringing in his ear, he heard Gracie’s exclamation, “Fred that isn’t funny!” Watched how her brows creased and her nose scrunched and Merlin he was done for. Placing his hand to where she had slap, the skin warm to the touch, he raised a brow. “Not… joking? Like at all, Gracie, Merlin I-“ “Don’t say it again!” she whined, placing her finger to his lips. As Fred watched her put her hands on her hips, he knew he was in for a lecture. One he’d endure and possibly ignore. Already forming a plan to prove that, this wasn’t a joke to him. She never could be. @🗯️ yasmin @៹ nova 🦦 @camille @mickey @𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗢 ✶ 𝓭𝗜𝗢𝗥 @𝓔𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐞 𝄞 @Niamh @lena 𝜗𝜚 @leia @⋆˙𐙚 nanā @lottie. @liv. @isla ౨ৎ @𝓔vie @juliette @kat ౨ৎ @*ೃ༄ lacy @izzy @￴ ￴ ￴ @𝒿 @samantha @viii @𝔪 ⊹ ࣪ ˖ @𝕬꯱ׁׅ֒tׁׅri๔ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ @𓉸ིྀ　blair ♡ ྀི'ₛ　law　₎₎ @eveprncss @taylor ೀ @b🎞️ @d7eamsicle #foryoupage #fyp #shifting #moodboard fred weasley aesthetic

#harrypotter 𓂃˖ ࣪⊹ dr LOWKEY, the reason why I don’t think Fred ACTUALLY likes me is because well I’m not his type. Technically I’m not what people expect his type to be. I can tend to be quiet around new people and sometimes yes, I do actually want to study. But I’m also his best friend. The one who’s dimples he dreams about at night and the same girl who may or may not have suggested a few of the twins pranks. I care for his family, because after so many years of friendship, their mine as well. He’s seen me be awkward, laugh until I cried and cry until I laughed. Every stage of me, he has fallen for. I think. @𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗢 ✶ 𝓭𝗜𝗢𝗥 @𝓔𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐞 𝄞 @Niamh @mickey @lena 𝜗𝜚 @leia @🗯️ yasmin @⋆˙𐙚 nanā @juliette @samantha @d7eamsicle @zahra ʚ ֺ ׅ @𝓔vie @rinrin ꪆৎ @fran 𝜗𝜚 @camille @b🎞️ @𝕬꯱ׁׅ֒tׁׅri๔ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ @𝔪 ⊹ ࣪ ˖ @eveprncss @𓉸ིྀ　blair ♡ ྀི'ₛ　law　₎₎ @isla ౨ৎ @៹ nova 🦦 @taylor ೀ @izzy @￴ ￴ ￴ @𝒿 @viii @kat ౨ৎ @*ೃ༄ lacy #foryoupage #fyp #shifting #moodboard fred weasley aesthetic ib old trend!!

#harrypotter 𓂃˖ ࣪⊹ dr LETS SAY, your best friend of MULTIPLE years turns around and confesses to you. After what everyone can agree, is your fattest glow up ever. Do you… A) Confess right back at him because you’ve been half in love with the guy as well. B) Slap him because you think he’s joking because NEWS FLASH he’s one of the biggest pranksters in the school. Personally, I like B. Throw in him confessing again and again and trying to prove himself that school year and wait… That sounds like what exactly happens in my dr!!!! @lottie. @mickey @liv. @lena 𝜗𝜚 @𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗢 ✶ 𝓭𝗜𝗢𝗥 @Niamh @*ೃ༄ lacy @￴ ￴ ￴ @🗯️ yasmin @camille @taylor ೀ @𓉸ིྀ　blair ♡ ྀི'ₛ　law　₎₎ @𝔪 ⊹ ࣪ ˖ @𝕬꯱ׁׅ֒tׁׅri๔ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ @d7eamsicle @juliette @🪓 @izzy @isla ౨ৎ @𝓔vie @eveprncss @kat ౨ৎ @៹ nova 🦦 @⋆˙𐙚 nanā @leia @zahra ʚ ֺ ׅ @viii @fran 𝜗𝜚 @b🎞️ @samantha #foryoupage #fyp #shifting #moodboard fred weasley aesthetic

#thepitt 𓂃˖ ࣪⊹ dr I still think his soulmates Dunkin’s coffee but 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️ @liv. @lena 𝜗𝜚 @𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗢 ✶ 𝓭𝗜𝗢𝗥 @mickey @Niamh @*ೃ༄ lacy @￴ ￴ ￴ @lottie. @🗯️ yasmin @kat ౨ৎ @៹ nova 🦦 @camille @manu @d7eamsicle @eveprncss @𓉸ིྀ　blair ♡ ྀི'ₛ　law　₎₎ @isla ౨ৎ @𝓔vie @zahra ʚ ֺ ׅ @𝕬꯱ׁׅ֒tׁׅri๔ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ @♡⃘ @samantha @juliette @taylor ೀ @🪓 @⋆˙𐙚 nanā @leia @izzy @viii @𝔪 ⊹ ࣪ ˖ #foryoupage #fyp #shifting #moodboard aesthetic thepittdr

#harrypotter 𓂃˖ ࣪⊹ dr ib prettysadfawn THE WHOLE SUMMER HAD BEEN working up to this day. Their first day back to Hogwarts. A busy one filled with teary goodbyes and jolly hellos. All Fred had been thinking about since… well a week ago was seeing Gracie. And Lee. But Merlin had he missed Gracie. Her smile. Her laugh. The type that filled a room and made everyone lighter. So when only Lee bursted into the compartment they’d secured, Fred was confused. He was happy to see Lee of course. The dude was one his best mates. But he wasn’t Gracie. Leaning forwards, Fred asked, hoping he didn’t sound too desperate (he did), “Lee? Where’s Gracie?” “We’ve lost her,” Lee said, shaking his head and looking down at his feet. George rolled his eyes. “What the hell do ya mean we’ve lost her.” “She…” Lee trailed off, placing a hand to his heart. “Has been taken.” Fred ran a hand over his face. Truly it was his fault. Having idiots for friends. “Taken? Mate maybe your brain cells have been taken.” “Conrad. Year above? Cornered her. Asking to take her to Hogs’ already.” Fred just stared at Lee like he’d grown another head. Because that didn’t make sense. Well it did. Gracie was beautiful and deserving of a million trips to Hogsmeades. But with Conrad? Of all people? When had he even been interested in her? Freddie’s Gracie! But his train of thought was soon halted by a curly haired head popping in through the sliding doors. A face that explained everything. Now, Fred had always found Gracie beautiful. Every year it felt as if her beauty doubled, no tripled. She had this glow around her, that warmed anyone who was lucky enough to be in her presence. However. This summer? Her beauty had tripled… like a thousand billion times. Gone was her silly muggle braces. Her hair was cut, but in a way that suited her more than any other style he’d seen. And she was a beauty. Which was why Conrad had asked her out. In the corner of his eye he could spot George turning to him with a smile that could only say, ‘you’re doomed.’ “Hello, hello my darling friends!” Gracie exclaimed, throwing her bag at Lee who dodged it and landed at Fred’s feet. “I’ll say my proper hellos and hugs in a moment. I’m going to grab a million sweets to spoil ourselves with! Be right back!” As quick as she’d appeared, Gracie was gone again. Exploring a train full of Fred’s now competition. Groaning, Fred leaned back in his seat, already coming to realise what he’d have to do. Far sooner than he’d ever thought. “You’re doomed mate,” George chuckled, watching his twin come to terms with one huge glaring thing. Confessing his love to Gracie. @lena 𝜗𝜚 @￴ ￴ ￴ @liv. @lottie. @🗯️ yasmin @mickey @kat ౨ৎ @camille @Niamh @leia @៹ nova 🦦 @⋆˙𐙚 nanā @*ೃ༄ lacy @𓉸ིྀ　blair ♡ ྀི'ₛ　law　₎₎ @juliette @d7eamsicle @𝔪 ⊹ ࣪ ˖ @𝕬꯱ׁׅ֒tׁׅri๔ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ @𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗢 ✶ 𝓭𝗜𝗢𝗥 @taylor ೀ @eveprncss @isla ౨ৎ @𝓔vie @samantha @b🎞️ @♡⃘ @zahra ʚ ֺ ׅ@viii @fran 𝜗𝜚 #hogwarts #fredweasley #foryoupage #fyp shifting aesthetic vsp * i do NOT support jk rowling <3

#hogwarts 𓂃˖ ࣪⊹ dr ib maggots4wilmot IT WAS AUTUMN, 1996, when life didn’t feel too serious and the leaves crunched under your feet. Lessons seemed stupid and getting plastered with your mates sounded great. That was the same autumn Fred Weasley made it his greatest mission to convince his best friend that yes, he was terribly in love with her. And what an autumn it was. @🗯️ yasmin @￴ ￴ ￴ @mickey @kat ౨ৎ @camille @lottie. @Niamh @lena 𝜗𝜚 @leia @liv. @⋆˙𐙚 nanā @*ೃ༄ lacy @fran 𝜗𝜚 @izzy @samantha @eveprncss @៹ nova 🦦 @taylor ೀ @𓉸ིྀ　blair ♡ ྀི'ₛ　law　₎₎ @isla ౨ৎ @🪓 @b🎞️ @𝓔vie @♡⃘ @𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗢 ✶ 𝓭𝗜𝗢𝗥 @zahra ʚ ֺ ׅ @juliette @𝔪 ⊹ ࣪ ˖ @viii @d7eamsicle #shifting #moodboard #fyp #foryoupage aesthetic autumn

#thepitt 𓂃˖ ࣪⊹ dr WHEN REFLECTING ON MY first marriage, I say as if I’ve had more than one, it’s.. a strange time to say the least. We were young and stupid. Two adults, if you could even call us that, who thought we knew everything. My ex husband had wanted to be married before he left to serve and I just wanted him to be happy. So I nodded along. I never wanted a big wedding. People you don’t know wishing you happiness and joy was sweet. Expect for the whole not knowing them. I had always wanted a small, intimate wedding. Nothing fancy. Heck I’d even have it in my backyard if I could. But he wanted a big wedding. A final farewell before he left. It felt more like a goodbye to him than a start to us and I think that says a lot about us. Of course I was happy and I did love him. That is something I will never deny. But now, as John and I’s relationship develops, I can tell these are very different types of love. With my ex husband, I had always felt worried, like I could see the end before we had even gotten halfway grouchy. Yet, with John, I can see us going grey, grandkids and all that fun stuff that comes when your bones ache and your heart slows. Although I look back now and regret our wedding, I will never regret what came of it. June-Bug. My angel, my baby. And if things had never gone as they had, John and I may never have been. Sophia would never have been in my life and I wouldn’t have met everyone at The Pitt. A whole family I may never have felt the love of. So whilst yes, that wasn’t my dream wedding nor my dream husband. I am thankful for what he gave me, and the path it has put us on. @kat ౨ৎ @camille @lottie. @Niamh @lena 𝜗𝜚 @🗯️ yasmin @leia @mickey @liv. @៹ nova 🦦 @𓉸ིྀ　blair ♡ ྀི'ₛ　law　₎₎ @samantha @*ೃ༄ lacy @⋆˙𐙚 nanā @d7eamsicle @juliette @eveprncss @𝕬꯱ׁׅ֒tׁׅri๔ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ @izzy @viii @b🎞️ @taylor ೀ @fran 𝜗𝜚 @￴ ￴ ￴ @♡⃘ @𝔪 ⊹ ࣪ ˖ @zahra ʚ ֺ ׅ @isla ౨ৎ @🪓 @𝓔vie #shifting #shiftingrealities #foryoupage #moodboard aesthetic vsp

#thenaturals 𓂃˖ ࣪⊹ dr ib ilovekav “You’re the glue,” Sloane mumbled softly, the two out in the porch. Sloane having not even slept yet and Gracie having not long woken up. Bread in the oven. Baking away as always, but when she had noticed that Sloane was outside, she had to come check up on her. Nudging her, Gracie chuckled. “Me?” “You and Dean, yeah. You two have been the longest and just… see everything.” Sloane nodded, as if stating a statstic. “She’s sunshine,” Max added, leaning on the door. “Morning Gracie. Night Sloane.” “You think I’m sunshine?” “I think you’re brilliant.” Standing up, Sloane looked between the two. “Someone who stares at a girl twenty seven times in one day is either a creep or in love with her.” With that knowledge, she was gone. “So you’re a creep, huh?” Gracie chuckled, moving so she laid across the top stair. Max smirked, tilting his head. Looking at her like she had all the answers. “Or in love with you.” But before either could continue, her egg timer went off. Breaking the bubble. Or perhaps freeing her from looking further in on what that could mean for the both of them. @Niamh @lena 𝜗𝜚 @🗯️ yasmin @camille @leia @mickey @lottie. @liv. @៹ nova 🦦 @𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗢 ✶ 𝓭𝗜𝗢𝗥 @eveprncss @⋆˙𐙚 nanā @izzy @d7eamsicle @viii @b🎞️ @*ೃ༄ lacy @taylor ೀ @fran 𝜗𝜚 @￴ ￴ ￴ @samantha @♡⃘ @𝔪 ⊹ ࣪ ˖ @kat ౨ৎ @zahra ʚ ֺ ׅ @𝕬꯱ׁׅ֒tׁׅri๔ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ @𓉸ིྀ　blair ♡ ྀི'ₛ　law　₎₎ @isla ౨ৎ @𝓔vie @🪓 #backtoit #shifting #shiftingrealities #foryoupage aesthetic

#hogwartsuni 𓂃˖ ࣪⊹ dr ib doetooth *fc is for edits I DO NOTTT SUPPORT JK ROWLING WIKIHOW TO…. prove to your best friend of six years that yes, you’re in love with her, and have been since before this mind blowing glow up she’s had. The same glow up that’s had a good handful of lads coming up to her, YOUR Gracie, and asking her out. GRACIE MARIA, student at the university of Hogwarts. Ravenclaw draped in pinks and blues, and best known for sighing whenever a pair of ginger twins came anywhere near her. People said she kept the peace, others speculated that she was the real ring master behind their pranks. Over the summer, she had what some say a ‘glow up’ from her previous year at Hogwarts. Gone were the braces and the hair that had truly no style. She looked mature, grown, a woman. She looked bloody beautiful. FRED WEASLEY, local pain in the ass. Gryfindor who was too cowardly to ever ask out his best friend and now? He’s dealing with the consequences. The very consequences of said best friend, who has always been otherworldly beautiful to you, ‘glowing up’ and suddenly being the apple of pleanty lads eyes at school. Which meant, bloody hell, it meant he had to be a Gryfindoor and ask her out. To which she laughs in his face and slaps him. To which she thinks is a joke. But it is very much not a joke, and now, Fred has been gifted perhaps the most important quest any Gryfindor has ever been given. Proving his love for his best friend. @camille @lottie. @liv. @៹ nova 🦢 @leia @𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗢 ✶ 𝓭𝗜𝗢𝗥 @lena 𝜗𝜚 @fran 𝜗𝜚 @mickey @𝓔vie @Niamh @taylor ೀ @⋆˙𐙚 nanā @𓉸ིྀ　blair ♡ ྀི'ₛ　law　₎₎ @￴￴ ￴￴ ￴￴ ￴￴ ￴￴ ￴￴ ￴￴ @samantha @kat ౨ৎ @izzy @isla ౨ৎ @b🎞️ @￴ ￴ ￴ @zahra ʚ ֺ ׅ @🗯️ yasmin @eveprncss @𝔪 ⊹ ࣪ ˖ @viii @d7eamsicle #shifting #shiftingrealities #foryoupage #moodboard aesthetic harry potter hogwarts university fred weasley autumn

‧₊˚♪𝄞࿐₊˚⊹ CURRENTLY LISTENING TO THE PITT DR rm palestfawn THANK YOU, for choosing me to be your mom. My darling beautiful girls, I’ll always come when you call. @liv. @*ೃ༄ lacy @៹ nova 🦢 @leia @𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗢 ✶ 𝓭𝗜𝗢𝗥 @🗯️ yasmin @juliette @lena 𝜗𝜚 @fran 𝜗𝜚 @lottie 🐝 @manu @d7eamsicle @phoenix! @⋆˙𐙚 nanā @izzy @b🎞️ @taylor ೀ @venus<3 @lele @c. @kat ౨ৎ @A o i f e 🦨 @eveprncss @estel .ᐟ @elsa pierson @elvira 🦌 @𝕬꯱ׁׅ֒tׁׅri๔ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ @𑣲. Quinny @🪓 #shifting #shiftingrealities #foryoupage #vsp #moodboard aesthetic family phoebe bridgers

‧₊˚♪𝄞࿐₊˚⊹ CURRENTLY LISTENING TO THE PITT DR ib @c. LIFE HAS been like heaven, since John and I have finally gotten together. So here’s a snapshot into our life recently <3 @lena 𝜗𝜚 @*ೃ༄ lacy @liv. @lottie 🐝 @៹ nova 🐞 @⋆˙𐙚 nanā @𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗢 ✶ 𝓭𝗜𝗢𝗥 @🗯️ yasmin @𓃔᪰ @penelope @phoenix! @lele @venus<3 @leia @fran 𝜗𝜚 @izzy @juliette @manu @d7eamsicle @brooke🎞️ @rinrin ꪆৎ @ꫂ᭪݁ rin & evie @𝕬꯱ׁׅ֒tׁׅri๔ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ @taylor ೀ @eveprncss @estel .ᐟ @elsa pierson @elvira 🦌 @A o i f e 🦨 #shifting #shiftingrealities #foryoupage #moodboard #vsp

‧₊˚♪𝄞࿐₊˚⊹ CURRENTLY LISTENING TO THE PITT DR DATING YOUR BEST friend is legitimately perhaps the smartest thing I’ve done in my life. Yes, it’s scary, and terrifying and if everything went wrong it’s not just us that’ll get hurt. But, I can’t see a reality where we don’t end up together until we’re old and gray and John has no teeth because of his coffee addiction. Sometimes it feels like we’ve been dating for ages. Which, according to some of our friends (cough nurse maggie cough), we have been. Then other times I’m so close to saying I love you before realising that we’ve only technically been together for a month or so. It’s this partial questioning of when did we cross that line from platonic to romantic, because we all know it was far before we officially got together. Then just looking at each other and deciding we’re idiots, but there’s no one else I’d rather be an idiot with than him. Most days now are spent together, even more than when we were just stupidly friends. We’re partially moved in, but that’s a scary thought for such a new relationship. Yet I love waking up and watching June sleep in a room John helped decorate. Or staying up late with Sophia to help with homework. It’s the mundane moments we wouldn’t get if we weren’t us. Overall, dating my best friend has made me realise that no matter what path I could have taken, it would have led back to him. But I’ll forever be grateful for the paths we took. @lottie 🐝 @៹ nova 🐞 @c. @*ೃ༄ lacy @⋆˙𐙚 nanā @𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗢 ✶ 𝓭𝗜𝗢𝗥 @🗯️ yasmin @liv. @lena 𝜗𝜚 @𓃔᪰ @izzy @fran 𝜗𝜚 @d7eamsicle @manu @penelope @phoenix! @A o i f e 🦨 @juliette @kat ౨ৎ @lele @venus<3 @rinrin ꪆৎ @ꫂ᭪݁ rin & evie @brooke🎞️ @𝕬꯱ׁׅ֒tׁׅri๔ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ @leia @eveprncss @estel .ᐟ @elvira 🦌 @elsa pierson #shifting #shiftingrealities #foryoupage #moodboard #vsp book aesthetic

‧₊˚♪𝄞࿐₊˚⊹ CURRENTLY LISTENING TO THE PITT DR Dear Gracie, I’ve taken a note out of your book and written you a letter. Shocker! Or well right now I’m writing this in my notes app as you and our girls dance in a field. Kinda thinking you’re a fairy right now. Which I wouldn’t mind!! Like I told you before, I’d love you in any form. It’s that heart of yours that made me fall all those years ago. But watching you right now? It’s like I’m falling all over again. Everyday with you feels like that. We’re in Ireland because you wanted the girls to meet their family here. And you’re just dancing. In the middle of nowhere. I’ve never seen you so… free. And your smile? It’s more beautiful than any art piece around. Better than coffee. Whenever you turn to me and tell me you’re not confident or don’t think you look nice I just… cannot comprehend it. I’ll support you, always. If you need to change, heck if you need to swap outfits, I’ll do it. I’ll do anything for you. For our family. But God you’re beautiful. I know it’s cheesy, saying you’re the most beautiful woman I know. Buttttt when you started dating me (finally) you kinda signed up for this. Yours, Johnny @c. @៹ nova 🐞 @juliette @kat ౨ৎ @fran 𝜗𝜚 @🗯️ yasmin @lena 𝜗𝜚 @lottie 🐝 @leia @penelope @phoenix! @𓃔᪰ @taylor ೀ @lele. @⋆˙𐙚 nanā @manu @d7eamsicle @eveprncss @izzy @*ೃ༄ lacy @𝕬꯱ׁׅ֒tׁׅri๔ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ @estel .ᐟ @elsa pierson @elvira 🦌 @brooke🎞️ @aoife @𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗢 ✶ 𝓭𝗜𝗢𝗥 @rinrin ꪆৎ @ꫂ᭪݁ rin & evie @sabina #shifting #shiftingrealities #foryoupage #moodboard #vsp aesthetic booktok rm lost

…🪽’ JACIE WEEK PT6 Q: What was the point of Jacie week? A: Well… first of all who says I can express my love for my darling John randomly? For a week? I love that man and we deserve a week for absolutely no reason… Kidding! Kidding! Well kinda, maybe I’m not sure! But besides that, Jacie week is in celebration or I suppose our anniversary. Seeing as late one night, where June - Bug and Sophia were at John’s parents for the weekend, John well, finally confessed. We’d shared half a bottle of wine, nothing too much, we had work in… 18hours. But just enough that our hearts calmed as we cuddled up in his bed, watching some stupid romcom he wanted to act like he didn’t love (he did). I’d been laughing, not a clue why. I just find a lot of things amusing when I’m tipsy, when I met John’s eyes. They were, and there’s no other way of describing it, so full of love. I’ve never felt such adoration from someone before. He just smiled at me, studying me, I’ve not a clue what for. When the words left his lips, so soft. To be honest? That’s all I’ll share. It wasn’t this huge romantic thing, or at least it wasn’t huge, it was however, romantic. But it was so perfectly us, and that’s that. After twenty six years of friendship, I now no longer have just a best friend but also a person I kinda get to kiss sometimes. (UPGRADES PEOPLE) Anyways I’m rambling because I’m terribly in love and he knows it now. @leia @𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗢 ✶ 𝓭𝗜𝗢𝗥 @𓃔᪰ @c. @lottie 🐝 @🗯️ yasmin @liv. @*ೃ༄ lacy @juliette @sabina @penelope @phoenix! @lele. @venus<3 @taylor ೀ @brooke🎞️ @aoife @izzy @fran 𝜗𝜚 @៹ nova 🐞 @kat ౨ৎ @eveprncss @manu @d7eamsicle @estel .ᐟ @elsa pierson @elvira 🦌 @rinrin ꪆৎ @ꫂ᭪݁ rin & evie @𝕬꯱ׁׅ֒tׁׅri๔ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ #shifting #shiftingrealities #shiftingtok #thepitt #shiftingtok

…🪽’ JACIE WEEK PT4 We are hijacking Jacie week to show a little thanks to one of our favourite nurses <3 [INTRO IS A JOKE WE LOVE OUR JOBS AHAHAHAAH] @c. @lottie 🐝 @𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗢 ✶ 𝓭𝗜𝗢𝗥 @🗯️ yasmin @liv. @*ೃ༄ lacy @juliette @leia @sabina @kat ౨ৎ @manu @d7eamsicle @penelope @phoenix! @taylor ೀ @⋆˙𐙚 nanā @៹ nova 🐞 @venus<3 @lele ⋆.˚﹢ @eveprncss @rinrin ꪆৎ @ꫂ᭪݁ rin & evie @elsa pierson @estel .ᐟ @elvira 🦌 @fran 𝜗𝜚 @izzy @𓃔᪰ @brooke🎞️ @aoife #shifting #shiftingrealities #shiftingtok #thepitt #foryoupage

…🪽’ JACIE WEEK PT 4 Q: What couples do you see yourself and John in? A: I won’t lie, finding us in couples is hard. Because there’s aspects that I’ll see and go THATS JACIE and then I realise… no Gracie that’s not Jacie. That’s Jacie coded. Like… Mavis and Johnny, for example. The way he goes “That’s my girlfriend… MY WIFE even better!” Is soooooo John coded. He’s someone who’s been yearning for me for years so when we finally DO get together (… no comment on that date) he lowkey kinda forgets. Which… is cute and sad I suppose. But seeing that gleeful look one day will be worth it. Or Rapunzel and Flynn. I’d say they’re like us, only because it’s June-Bug’s favourite film. And we’ve dressed up as them a few times to please our beautiful girl. Maybe at a push, how Flynn helps Rapunzel in the real world maybe is like us? But I wouldn’t say for sure. There’s a few books I’ve read where the couple won’t be Jacie coded, but they’ll be a scene, a piece of dialogue. The smallest detail, and I’ll feel Johnny in my heart. I mean I’ve started journaling recently, leaving small traces of him where ever I can. So, I suppose there isn’t one specific couple or anything like that. I’m just able to see him in so many different pieces of love that it feels like he’s always with me, in my heart. @🗯️ yasmin @liv. @*ೃ༄ lacy @lottie 🐝 @juliette @𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗢 ✶ 𝓭𝗜𝗢𝗥 @c. @leia @sabina @kat ౨ৎ @manu @d7eamsicle @phoenix! @penelope @taylor ೀ @៹ nova 🐞 @lele ⋆.˚﹢ @venus<3 @ꫂ᭪݁ rin & evie @rinrin ꪆৎ @aoife @fran 𝜗𝜚 @izzy @⋆˙𐙚 nanā @eveprncss @elvira 🦌 @elsa pierson @estel .ᐟ @𓃔᪰ @brooke🎞️ #fyp #shifting #shifter #dr #shawnhatosy emmys nominated vsp for you page

…🪽’ JACIE WEEK PT3 Q: What is your favourite thing about John? A: Is it cheesy if I say everything? From his heart to his smile to the way he treats patients. Everything about John, is just… perfect. Not in that way where I don’t see his flaws, but in a way that I accept them. (Even if he likes sour cream…) One of my favourite, I suppose, physical (?) things that I adore about him, is his smile. The way his eyes crinkle, little crows feet, showing. They’re barely noticeable, but when you stare at John’s face for as long as I have, you notice. It’s how his entire face lights up, and yes, admittedly, our daughters don’t share his blood. But it’s Sophia’s smile. It’s this look of love that I cannot express how much I love. I think I’ve mentioned his heart. The things he does for me, our girls, our friends. It’s watching him and Abbot dress up as Shrek and John as Fiona because he wants to make June Bug happy. It’s him ‘sneaking’ (I KNOW UR DOING THIS JOHN) coffee and cake pops to Sophia and June at seven at night or morning. Overall, being able to watch and learn all these different versions of John is my favourite thing about him. #creatorsearchinsights #thepitt #fyp #foryoupage #vsp @🗯️@🗯️ yasminan 𝜗𝜚 @liv. @*ೃ༄ lacy @lottie 🐝 @juliette @𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗢 ✶ 𝓭𝗜𝗢𝗥 @c. @leia @sabina @kat ౨ৎ @៹ nova 🐞 @phoenix! @penelope @manu @d7eamsicle @venus<3 @lele ⋆.˚﹢ @brooke🎞️ @𝕬꯱ׁׅ֒tׁׅri๔ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ @rinrin ꪆৎ @ꫂ᭪݁ rin & evie @izzy @𔓘 @𓃔᪰ @taylor ೀ @eveprncss @estel .ᐟ @elvira 🦌 @elsa pierson rm evlarkism

…🪽’ JACIE WEEK PT2 Q: What is a way that John shows his love to me? A: There’s many ways John shows his love and care to me, to be honest. He’s a very loving person, it’s the cutest thing about him and June. Even though they may not share the same blood, they share huge hearts. But, the silliest, and most perfectly John way he shows love is through coffee. Ironic, yes. In fact some days I wonder if he loves coffee more than he loves me. But it’s just so him. Whether it’s getting one before or after work, on our days off when not seeing each other feels weirder than seeing each other. When he’s had a bad patient and I surprise him or he lets me have a sip of his (unheard of btw) coffee because I’m so tired. I mean, gosh we drink so much that Princess thought we were sleeping on our break the amount of times we’ve escaped for a minutes breath and a coffee. But, as stupid as it is, it’s so much more than a coffee. It’s a reminder we’re here for each other. Something I need a lot… seeing as I mayyyy refuse help more often than not. Whenever I see a cool coffee shop, or have a reel pop up on instagram I smile because I think of John. I think of his sweet coffees and how he’s practically paid for the college of some of the Dunkin’s workers. I guess, I always feel loved by John. But coffee reminds me that even the mundane parts of life can be fully of joy with the right person. #creatorsearchinsights #fyp #vsp #foryoupage #shiftingrealities dr the pitt family aesthetic romance booktok shiftingtok @𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗢 ✶ 𝓭𝗜𝗢𝗥 @c. @leia @*ೃ༄ lacy @sabina @liv. @kat ౨ৎ @𓃔᪰ @lena 𝜗𝜚 @🗯️ yasmin @penelope @phoenix! @manu @d7eamsicle @lottie 🐝 @៹ nova 🐞 @izzy @fran 𝜗𝜚 @⋆˙𐙚 nanā @brooke🎞️ @ꫂ᭪݁ rin & evie @rinrin ꪆৎ @estel .ᐟ @elsa pierson @elvira 🦌 @juliette @venus<3 @lele ⋆.˚﹢ @taylor ೀ @𝕬꯱ׁׅ֒tׁׅri๔ .𖥔 ݁ ˖

…🪽’ JACIE WEEK PT1 Q: What's my favourite memory of John? A: To be honest, there's like a thousand beautiful and favoured memories featuring him. I mean every second with him is my favourite, going to the movies at two pm because that's the only time we have, sharing coffees between terrible patients or watching him and Abbot being painted green... But, there's one that makes me tear up, if I'm to be honest. June-Bug and I hadn't been living in Pittsburgh that long when she had a small dance recital. Nothing huge, just a small event where family and friends could witness the cutest kids do a little dance. She had and only gave one to me. To be honest, I didn't know what to do. After all, I wasn't too close with everyone yet and asking them to come to my daughters dance could be a little... much? Desperate? I don't know, l was (am) a single mom who was already struggling. John had been over so much, but even then I couldn't muster up the courage to ask him. June and him weren't as close yet and I just... got into my head. But he must have seen the invites, because the night of June's dance (my Dad's were slightly late and sat away from me bc we couldn't save seats) it turned out I wasn't alone. No, I got one message about five or so minutes before the show started. JOHNNY: Look behind you x And, confusedly so, I turned. Eyes finding his as if it was the easiest thing imaginable. Then they moved and Ellis was there, Abbot, Josephine, Sab and Ryland. I wasn't alone. God, June's face. The way she lit up when she spotted John, I think that's when they truly became father and daughter. She was so excited. So happy. I won't lie, I did cry that night. Maybe it's not just my favourite memory, but also my favourite quality of John. He sees me, sees my struggles and helps without saying anything. (YES ITS A REPOST SORRY!) @sabina @liv. @𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗢 ✶ 𝓭𝗜𝗢𝗥 @c. @leia @kat ౨ৎ @*ೃ༄ lacy @𓃔᪰ @lena 𝜗𝜚 @🗯️ yasmin @lele ⋆.˚﹢ @venus<3 @eveprncss @manu @d7eamsicle @⋆˙𐙚 nanā @fran 𝜗𝜚 @izzy @lottie 🐝 @៹ nova 🐞 @elsa pierson @elvira 🦌 @estel .ᐟ @𝕬꯱ׁׅ֒tׁׅri๔ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ @penelope @phoenix! @taylor ೀ @juliette @rinrin ꪆৎ @ꫂ᭪݁ rin & evie #fyp #vsp #shifting #shiftingrealities #shiftingtok

…’🪽 JACIE WEEK PT1 Q: What’s my favourite memory of John? A: To be honest, there’s like a thousand beautiful and favoured memories featuring him. I mean every second with him is my favourite, going to the movies at two pm because that’s the only time we have, sharing coffees between terrible patients or watching him and Abbot being painted green… But, there’s one that makes me tear up, if I’m to be honest. June-Bug and I hadn’t been living in Pittsburgh that long when she had a small dance recital. Nothing huge, just a small event where family and friends could witness the cutest kids do a little dance. She had all these invites and only gave one to me. To be honest, I didn’t know what to do. After all, I wasn’t too close with everyone yet and asking them to come to my daughters dance could be a little… much? Desperate? I don’t know, I was (am) a single mom who was already struggling. John had been over so much, but even then I couldn’t muster up the courage to ask him. June and him weren’t as close yet and I just… got into my head. But he must have seen the invites, because the night of June’s dance (my Dad’s were slightly late and sat away from me bc we couldn’t save seats) it turned out I wasn’t alone. No, I got one message about five or so minutes before it started. JOHNNY: Look behind you x And, confusedly so, I turned. Eyes finding his as if it was the easiest thing imaginable. Then they moved and Ellis was there, Abbot, Josephine, Sab and Ryland. I wasn’t alone. God, June’s face. The way she lit up when she spotted John, I think that’s when they truly became father and daughter. She was so excited. So happy. I won’t lie, I did cry that night. Maybe it’s not just my favourite memory, but also my favourite quality of John. He sees me, sees my struggles and helps without saying anything. Reminding me even at my lowest that I’m not alone. #shifting #shiftingrealities #shiftingtok #shiftingedit #thepitt @sabina @liv. @𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗢 ✶ 𝓭𝗜𝗢𝗥 @c. @leia @kat ౨ৎ @*ೃ༄ lacy @𓃔᪰ @lena 𝜗𝜚 @🗯️ yasmin @phoenix! @penelope @taylor ೀ @lele ⋆.˚﹢ @venus<3 @⋆˙𐙚 nanā @៹ nova 🐞 @lottie 🐝 @izzy @fran 𝜗𝜚 @manu @d7eamsicle @𝕬꯱ׁׅ֒tׁׅri๔ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ @eveprncss @estel .ᐟ @elsa pierson @elvira 🦌 @rinrin ꪆৎ @ꫂ᭪݁ rin & evie @juliette rm mdsizes

the pitt . GRACIEAIRLINES SAYS GIVE IT BACK JOHN! “Everyone needs a Gracie in their life,” John mumbled as the two laid down, June had decided she wanted to be like her Dad today and the two had become her patients. Although right now she was ‘charting’ (calling Uncle Abbot and Auntie Josephine to tell them about her ‘findings’). Gracie turned her head to face him, trying to not laugh at the stickers covering his face. “Yeah?” she asked, lip quivering as she tried not to laugh. June had, after all, diagnosed her with ‘uhm your head will BLOW UP if you laugh!’ syndrome. “Yeah,” he smiled, that smile he only ever had towards her. That he shared in moments like this when it’s the two of them and no one else. As if it was for Gracie to keep. A pause as he stared at her, as if awaiting Gracie’s continued comment. “Are you going to say… Everyone needs a John in their life?” “I’m thinking.” “You’re thinking?” He gasped, hand to his chest as she laughed, loud enough to earn a ‘SHH!’ from June in the other room. Sticking her tongue, Gracie shrugged. “Maybe I want you all to myself?” ib galovebot #thepittdr #fyp #foryoupage #thepitt #shifting vsp @𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗢 ✶ 𝓭𝗜𝗢𝗥 @leia @c. @𓃔᪰ @*ೃ༄ lacy @liv. @lena 𝜗𝜚 @kat ౨ৎ @🗯️ yasmin @lottie 🐝 @sabina @៹ nova 🐞 @penelope @phoenix! @lele ⋆.˚﹢ @venus<3 @izzy @fran 𝜗𝜚 @juliette @manu @d7eamsicle @ꫂ᭪݁ rin & evie @rinrin ꪆৎ @brooke🎞️ @𝕬꯱ׁׅ֒tׁׅri๔ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ @eveprncss @estel .ᐟ @elsa pierson @elvira 🦌 @⋆˙𐙚 nanā

the pitt . GRACIEAIRLINES SAYS HAPPY FATHER’S DAY! My Dearest, John. When thinking about our futures, I had never fully realised how great of a father you’d become one day. It’s like it’s written into your DNA. And I’m forever grateful to see this side of you. A side that is even more loving that what everyone else sees. That is playful, teasing and so loving. It’s beautiful. Watching you dance in the living room to Tangled, picking up Sophia to get her to join you and June-Bug. Or how your inability to say no to our girls has gotten you into adorable messes. June still hasn’t forgotten about your promise of a unicorn by the way. I know that sometimes you doubt yourself, which is insanely stupid. I love you, but gosh. No matter the blood that runs through our girls veins, you are their father. In every way that matters. You’re there when Sophia has a fever at two am. Or when June-Bug had her first Father-Daughter dance. Everyone can see it, you are their Dad. The first time June called you Dad, I cried that night. It’s why we had to go home. Because finally I got to see my daughter trust and love you. You have been the only father figure in her life, no matter what happens, you are her Dad. Sophia is like your mini clone, it’s adorable. Had you not told me of the adoption I would have thought she was yours, biologically. Your shared love of Dunkin’s and rolling your eyes when I tell you both to stop gossiping. Everyday I am grateful for our family. To see you be a father. It is one of the greatest joys of my life. Thank you, I love you. Yours, Gracie. @c. @💚 @🗯️ yasmin @𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗢 ✶ 𝓭𝗜𝗢𝗥 @lottie 🐝 @liv. @kat ౨ৎ @*ೃ༄ lacy @lena 𝜗𝜚 @𝓔𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐞 𝄞 @penelope @phoenix! @manu @d7eamsicle @taylor ೀ @lele ⋆.˚﹢ @venus<3 @rinrin ꪆৎ @juliette @𝕬꯱ׁׅ֒tׁׅri๔ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ @⋆˙𐙚 nanā @leia @elvira 🦌 @estel .ᐟ @elsa pierson @eveprncss @៹ nova 🐞 @izzy @brooke🎞️ @aoife #thepitt #foryourpage #vspfathersday #fyp #aftersun shifting father’s day shifter desired reality

the pitt . GRACIEAIRLINES THINKS WE SHOULD APPRECIATE OUR NURSES MORE! Seven minutes. That’s how long it was, in that room. He wasn’t a threat, not really. But the blood pumping through Gracie’s ears was loud. Too loud. She’s gotten the others out. Princess and Josie. She’d done right. But he was already standing, already moving to block the door by the time Gracie realised that she too was in danger. But when danger is a man wanting the best help, wanting to see his daughter before he dies, that’s a diffferent type of danger. Some part of Gracie understood his anger. His fear. But another part of her could only question how he had abandoned his child only to want her in these last moments. The selfishness of a man who had only himself to blame. When he pulled out the knife it wasn’t just fear anymore. Or danger. Something rooted itself deep in her stomach. Panic. The type that seeps into your bones. A realisation that this is much worse than her first evaluation. She can hear everyone outside, people running, shouts. Princess had probably alerted people. There was two hours left of her shift. Two hours until she could see June Bug’s sleeping form, if she closed her eyes now she could see her little smile and babble. Or Sophia, her sweet girl. How she’d walked up to her, scissors in hands cringing at her botched attempt to cut bangs. What would they do? Mister Donald is shouting, pleading Gracie doesn’t know. Her minds on her girls. Oh her sweet girls. Sophia begging her to cook tonight because, John can bake, but he can’t cook. June-Bug laughing at John’s first greys. There’s too much going on. Her heads spinning, adrenaline pumping through her body. Is she swaying? Standing still? Gracie didn’t know. Mister Donald waving his hands around. But she can hear John, his panicked shouts. She wants to tell him it’s okay, they’re okay. That Mister Donald is just frantic. Scared. A madman. If she looked over her shoulder she’d see the panic in his eyes, panic he had never felt before. In seven minutes so much had changed. But by minute seven security was pushing past the door and Mister Donald was on the ground. John was holding her, tight, grounding. It only lasted seven minutes. She’d go home and hold her girls a little tighter, stay with John for a week, maybe never leave, because he had never felt panic before in his life than watching the woman he loved be in danger. @liv. @𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗢 ✶ 𝓭𝗜𝗢𝗥 @kat ౨ৎ @lena 𝜗𝜚 @c. @𝓔𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐞 𝄞 @៹ nova 🐞 @*ೃ༄ lacy @sabina @penelope @phoenix! @taylor ೀ @lele ⋆.˚﹢ @venus<3 @Grace 🫶 @⋆˙𐙚 nanā @leia @lottie 🐝 @rinrin ꪆৎ @d7eamsicle @manu @brooke🎞️ @juliette @𝕬꯱ׁׅ֒tׁׅri๔ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ @eveprncss @elsa pierson @estel .ᐟ @elvira 🦌 @𓆦 @izzy #thepitt #shifting #foryoupage #shiftingedit #vsp shifter antishiftes dni

the pitt j. shen GRACIEAIRLINES FINDS THAT HOME DOES NOT HAVE TO BE A HOUSE. [ INCIDENT REPORT ] TIME: 03:37 AM DATE: JUNE SEVENTH 2026 REPORTED BY: DANA EVANS DEPARTMENT: EMERGENCY MEDICINE PERSON INVOLVED: GRACIE ANN HATHAWAY INCIDENT: CONFIDENTIAL @lena 𝜗𝜚 @liv. @៹ nova 🐞 @c. @adora ࣪ ִֶָ☾. (timothée's ver) @*ೃ༄ lacy @sabina @leia @𓆦 @🗯️ yasmin @phoenix! @penelope @𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗢 ✶ 𝓭𝗜𝗢𝗥 @taylor ೀ @lele ⋆.˚﹢ @venus<3 @izzy @manu @d7eamsicle @juliette @brooke🎞️ @Grace 🫶 @eveprncss @estel .ᐟ @elsa pierson @elvira 🦌 @fran 𝜗𝜚 @kat ౨ৎ @lottie 🐝 @⋆˙𐙚 nanā #thepitt #shifting #fyp #shiftingedit #shiftingrealities the pitt dr shifting content shifting edit shifting realities reality shifter reality shifting anti shifters dni john shen romance romcom for you page jacie

the pitt j. shen GRACIEAIRLINES DOES NOT ACCEPT SICK PATIENTS! “You’re here.” Grace stated bluntly, her head was killing her and she looked half asleep. Which well, she was. Now that June had started play school, sicknesses was an average thing in the Hathaway Home. But this one? It destroyed the both of them. If John looked over her shoulder he’d see a sleepy June-Bug with a bucket next to her. “I’m here,” he replied back with that stupid nonchalance only he could ever muster. Lifting a bag of homemade soup. Gracie closed her eyes, leaning on the doorway. As if even getting here was too much energy. “You can’t… can’t come in. You’ll get sick.” “Or I can help you two,” he shrugged. “No.” “Yes.” She stared at him. Or maybe it was a glare? She was too tired, her body ached and the soup smelled delicious. John could see her wavering. “It’s my Mom’s soup.” Gracie stumbled to the side, letting him in. Really, she should be worried about the state of her home, and herself. She hadn’t bathed in two days, hadn’t brushed her hair since getting up and the house reflected how she felt. John stabled her with a hand around her waist, not at all affected by the sight. Frowning as he saw June-Bug wince in her sleep. “Go rest,” he ushered softly. Leading Gracie, who was already dozing off, to the sofa. She opened her mouth and closed it, as if admitting defeat. It took them a moment to adjust Gracie, tears prickling her eyes at his help. She’d found it so hard to allow people to help, always that fear or not being good enough for June. Of being too weak. And John Shen proved time and time again she wasn’t weak, but she could still have help. Kissing her burning forehead, John mumbled softly. “I’ve got you now, sweetheart. Got my girls.” @c. @liv. @៹ nova 🐞 @adora ࣪ ִֶָ☾. (timothée's ver) @*ೃ༄ lacy @sabina @leia @𓆦 @🗯️ yasmin @kat ౨ৎ @lele ⋆.˚﹢ @venus<3 @penelope @𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗢 ✶ 𝓭𝗜𝗢𝗥 @phoenix! @taylor ೀ @manu 𓏲 @d7eamsicle @brooke🎞️ @⋆˙𐙚 nanā @Grace 🫶 @eveprncss @estel .ᐟ @elsa pierson @elvira 🦌 @𝕬꯱ׁׅ֒tׁׅri๔ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ @lottie 🐝 @݁ ˖𓂃.𖠰 ℯ .♭. ℬ ☀︎ @juliette @fran 𝜗𝜚 #shiftingrealities #shifting #foryoupage #thepitt #vsp john shen couple edit romance rom com soulmates shifter the pitt dr desired reality

the pitt j. shen . GRACIEAIRLINES &. SHOCKING DISCOVERIES GO HAND IN HAND. The stars were beautiful that night. June-Bug snuggled between the two, half asleep, eyes drooping every few seconds. Sophia had gone inside, said she was ‘bored’ but Gracie knew from that smile playing on her lips she just wanted to talk to her new ‘friend’. Head resting on John’s shoulder, Gracie laughed softly. Earning a confused hum from John. “You good, sweetheart?” “Mhm,” she replied, biting her lip as the stars passed them by. “Did you…. did you ever think we’d be here? Doing this?” Now, John could never lie to Gracie. But in this case… he couldn’t be truthful. Couldn’t say that he used to dream about them, with two kids of their own. Doing stuff like this. As a family. “I mean, I always hoped to have a family one day, ya know?” He answered instead resting his chin a top of her head. June fitting perfectly in between them. A remind of what had been. Gracie nodded, closing her own eyes, embracing the moment. “We’re family,” she mumbled the half question as she yawned. “Mhm, you’re mine, sweetheart. Besides, June-Bugs too cute to not be my daughter.” Something in the depths of both their souls bubbled. More often than not, Gracie found a stupid, terrible question at the tip of her tongue. ‘Why wasn’t it you?’ But she had to face it first before John could. Whilst John found himself closer and closer to ruining their friendship and everything they had built. Which only scared him more, especially after the other morning where, half-asleep, he had nearly kissed her as the two woke uk besides one another. “I love our family,” is what Gracie chose to say instead. John choosing to preserve this moment in his mind, where they felt at home. ib: me, myself & i ft. @sabina @c. @adora ࣪ ִֶָ☾. (timothée's ver) @liv. @fran 𝜗𝜚 @𓆦 @៹ nova 🐞 @*ೃ༄ lacy @leia @🗯️ yasmin @penelope @phoenix! @𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗢 ✶ 𝓭𝗜𝗢𝗥 @taylor ೀ @lottie 🐝 @kat ౨ৎ @manu 𓏲 @venus<3 @lele ⋆.˚﹢ @juliette @Grace 🫶 @d7eamsicle @brooke🎞️ @eveprncss @estel .ᐟ @elvira 🦌 @elsa pierson @𝕬꯱ׁׅ֒tׁׅri๔ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ @⋆˙𐙚 nanā @izzy #thepitt #thepittdr #fyp #shifting #vsp

the pitt j. shen . GRACIEAIRLINES WILL ALWAYS BE RETURNING BACK TO THIS LOCATION. IT’S BASICALLY HOME. “I need you,” Gracie sobbed over the phone. She hadn’t meant to call, no… she had. She just hadn’t meant to be such a mess. It had happened so slowly, her unravelling. John’s voice was panicked over the phone, he’d heard Gracie cry, seen Gracie cry. But this was something heartbreaking. All she could muster was a simple “No ones hurt..” because she didn’t want to give him a heart attack. John Shen lives 15 minutes away from Gracie Hathaway. He made it to her in eight. Pushing the door open, his heart shattered at the sight of Gracie, surrounded by papers as she just stared blankly. Mascara smudged, eyes swollen and red. He rushed to her. Sitting next to her as his eyes ran over her body, inspecting her. “Gracie you - you okay?” She turned to him, tears brimming at her eyes. Unable to speak, she could only shake her head in a silent ‘no’. Body tense as he held her. Johns hold was soemthing calming, relaxing. Like her soul knew she was safe. They sat like that longer than either would admit. It was needed. From both ends. “I’m here to listen, whenever you’re ready,” rubbing her back, pressing a soft kiss to her hairline. Grateful June wasn’t there, that Gracie’s dads had taken her to a resort for the weekend. More silence. Only about twenty minutes later did Gracie finally explain through broken sobs. “I-I was doing June’s emergency contacts for when she starts school and - and it’s just me.” Just me. Her words echoed, sticking to their skin. Seeping into her bones as she held back more sobs. “Will it always be just me?” She hadn’t really meant to say it aloud. But things always slipped out around John. She was never good at hiding things from him. John moved, cupping her cheeks as his thumb rubbed at the left over tears. “I mean - when Harrison and I got married he wanted the family but not the family time.” She hiccuped, biting her lip. “He wasn’t even there when she was born, Sab was in fact-“ she broke into a sad laugh, “They tried to get her to sign the certificate. Thought we were lesbians.” Shaking her head, Gracie blinked back more tears. Looking at the sheet. Gracie Hathaway. Alone. Was that her destiny? “And now it’s just me, I don’t know if I can ever -“ a pause. “Ever tell someone I’m in love with them again… What if this is it? I’ll never love. I’ll die alone and-“ She was rambling. John squeezed her shoulder, anchoring her down. Reminding her he was here. “Hey… none of that,” John shook his head. “You’ll always have June, she knows how much you love her. Heck, you’ll have Sophia.” He stared at her. It was funny. How well John saw into her soul. It was like he could see the very fibres of her body. “And, you’ll always have me. Forever, Gracie.” @leia @*ೃ༄ lacy @liv. @adora ࣪ ִֶָ☾. (timothée's ver) @c. @៹ nova 🐞 @sabina @𓆦 @🗯️ yasmin @kat ౨ৎ @lottie 🐝 @phoenix! @penelope @𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗢 ✶ 𝓭𝗜𝗢𝗥 @taylor ೀ @juliette @⋆˙𐙚 nanā @d7eamsicle @manu @chels @brooke🎞️ @venus<3 @lele ⋆.˚﹢ @izzy @eveprncss @elsa pierson @estel .ᐟ @elvira 🦌 @𝕬꯱ׁׅ֒tׁׅri๔ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ @Grace 🫶 #thepitt #thepittdr #shifting #fyp #vsp

the pitt j. shen . GRACIEAIRLINES IS ALWAYS UP FOR A DESTINATION WEDDING, OR ANY WEDDING BETWEEN JOHN SHEN AND GRACIE HATHAWAY… Johnny was standing, leaning against the bar as he watched Gracie, arm slung around Sabina as the two sang there hearts out. It had taken quite a lot of convincing, but after a few drinks and a few bets (they couldn’t let Ellis down now, after all, she’d betted $25 that they’d sing against Abbot) the two were up there. It was a rare evening where most of the team were off, not even thinking who would be stuck doing night shift. Choosing to enjoy their evening at the local bar, maybe because it offered free drinks for health care workers… They were all chatting, laughing at the two girls on stage. Because bless, and Johnny had and would listen to Gracie sing till the end of time, but she wasn’t exactly… Laufey. He tried to focus on the conversation, truly, he did. But when Gracie’s eyes met his, and she winked at him? He was a gonner. Grinning and raising his glass as she swayed along to the music. There was something he loved about her singing. It was like heaven on earth when Gracie would sing in his bedroom, taken over by numerous dresses and makeup. Hairbrush as her microphone. Everyone would ask why they were later. But those moments? Where the two of them sang and danced and when John would be thankful everyday that she came back to his life. Because Gracie Hathaway was the light. rm pinkjoeys @leia @𓆦 @sabina @liv. @🗯️ yasmin @kat ౨ৎ @lottie 🐝 @adora ࣪ ִֶָ☾. (timothée's ver) @៹ nova 🐞 @juliette @phoenix! @penelope @𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗢 ✶ 𝓭𝗜𝗢𝗥 @taylor ೀ @venus<3 @lele ⋆.˚﹢ @𝒥𝖺𝖼𝗄𝗂𝖾 ✶ @eveprncss @estel .ᐟ @elvira 🦌 @elsa pierson @𝕬꯱ׁׅ֒tׁׅri๔ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ @c. @manu @d7eamsicle @chels @brooke🎞️ @izzy @*ೃ༄ lacy @⋆˙𐙚 nanā #thepitt #thepittdr #fyp #shifting #vsp