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2 - Doctor Nicknames

Part 3

Feisty Coffee Girl

Izzie and I had gone to the bathroom in the gas station since we needed some groceries and the nearest grocery store was an hour away. Holding a hand over my stomach my sister ripped open the package of pregnancy tests we had just bought. “Here it should show up in five minutes after you take it.”

“I can’t be pregnant right. Mom would be furious if I were.” I gulped nervously taking the test out of her hands going into one of the stalls.

Izzie leaned her body against the wall waiting for me. “We will worry about mom after you take the test. Right now just keep calm and do the test so we’ll have an answer.”

“Okay I’m gonna do it now.” I answered her back peeing on the stick and just sitting on the toilet until the time was up. Opening my eyes I blinked through tears so emotional about what was down in front of me.

Izzie knocked on the stall door gaining my attention. “Y/n, what does it say?”

“It uh ... .it's positive.” I croaked through tears with my sister kicking open the door since I hadn’t locked it. She helps me up to my feet getting my pants up seeing me begin uncontrollably sobbing.

She wrapped her arms around my shaking body and I cling onto her for some strength. “Shhh I’m here for you. We will get through this.”

“You really think that?” I asked her.

Izzie broke the embrace holding me by my shoulders sniffing through some tears. “You and I are extremely tough and we will get through this.”

“What do you think it's going to be? Boy or girl?” Moving my hands down to my stomach I sniffed through my own tears. Closing my eyes I paused just thinking about the choice I had to make. I could get rid of it or keep it and become a teenage mother so young.

Izzie clicked her tongue with a light smile. “I'd say girl. She'll be just as badass as you are.”

“I might hope it's a girl someday too.” I gave her a weak smile. Running one of my hands over my stomach would change everything the second the baby's father said he didn’t want to be a teen parent so I ended up on my own. “I've always liked the name Everly. I'll probably name her that.”

“Everly will be an adorable name.’ My twin sister grinned hugging me again and we just held one another.

My phone had been ringing the entire time I was driving home from work. It had been almost over two weeks since I had gotten the random guy's number. Driving towards the elementary school I was on my way to pick up my daughter from school. Caroline was only able to take her during the mornings. Pulling the car to a stop in a spot I entered the school going to her classroom. “Seriously, how many times are you going to call me.” Taking out my phone I ignored the call.

“Mommy!” Lifting my head up I saw my daughter running straight to me. Her hair getting thrown in every direction until she flung herself into my waiting arms.

Wrapping my arms around her I laughed into her hair dropping myself onto my knees. “I've missed you. I miss you all the time you're not with me.”

“Can we go get pizza?” Everly asked me when we broke the embrace.

Brushing hair out of her face I chuckled. “Sure we can. Oh one second it's your aunt Izzie….hey Izzie what's up?”

“Would you be able to come to the hospital? I am stuck here for the rest of the day and I have some gossip I really need to tell you about.” She explained through the phone.

Holding the phone up to my ear with one hand I take Everly’s with my other leading her out to the car. “Izzie I don't know if that's a good idea. I have Everly with me and we want some dinner.”

“Meredith is sleeping with one of the residents in the hospital. I think that's enough of a reason to hear the whole story.” My sister declared.

Sitting my phone in the cup holder I helped Eve get into the backseat of the car getting into my driver's seat switching the phone to speaker making our way home. “Izzie, I love you. I want to spend time with you too. But it is not a good idea to bring her to the hospital.”

“I want to see aunt Izzie.” Everly said from the backseat of the car.

Izzie heard her and kept convincing me. “See, she wants to come see me. It will be fine. I can even add on that there's pizza down in the cafeteria. So please come visit me tonight.”

“Fine Isobel Stevens. We will come to the hospital. Just do your best to not get my daughter sick because then I'll have to take care of her for two weeks.” I caved running my freehand turning the steering wheel changing in the direction of the hospital. Hanging up my phone I hoped that this would just be a good visit and the next time we could hang out at my apartment or at Meredith's house that she was living in with some of her fellow interns.

Everly was already undoing her seatbelt to get out of the car by the time I had parked us outside the hospital. Leading her inside by the hand we found my sister standing at the nurse desk with her three other friends who were Alex, Christina and George. “Aunt Izzie!” Everly removed her hand away from mine jumping up into her waiting arms.

“Oh there's my favorite little niece.” Izzie twirled her around laughing until she sat her down on her feet.

Alex came around the nurse station with a smirk on his face getting close to me. “So you’re her sister huh. I gotta say you might be hotter than Izzie is.”

“Uh…Hey Eve, I think I heard somebody say they have pizza in the cafeteria. Why don’t you go wait over there for a second and then we can go get something to eat.” Bending my knees to be her level I put my hands on my knees to be eye level with her.

Everly grinned skipping over to one of the empty waiting room seats. “Deal. Be quick, mommy.”

“Okay so what gossip were you dying to tell me that we couldn’t do at home?” I focused my attention on my twin sister with her standing in front of me.

She throws her hands up beginning to ramble off with such bright and bubbly excitement that she naturally showed off to her friends and her patients at the hospital. “The doctor that I told you Meredith slept with is the head of brain surgery and is named Derek Shepherd. But he failed to mention that he was married and then his ex wife came to work here. And now for some reason the guy who also cheated on his wife is now in the hospital in that room.”

George leaned his head to the side, getting our group's attention to focus on the open room where a guy was stitching up his own face even though Meredith was standing in front of him. “Why is he suturing his own face?”

Cristina replied. “To turn me on.”

Alex explained where I parted my mouth opened hearing he was clearly impressed. “Cause he's Mark Sloan. He's like the go-to plastic surgeon on the East Coast.”

George gasped in shock. “That's the guy Addison was sleeping with?”

“Who’s Addison?” I raised a brow at the name.

Izzie filled me in. “You can't really blame her, can you? So basically it goes like this. McDreamy is apparently been best friend up until Mark slept with Addison who was McDreamy's wife till he found them sleeping together.”

“Oh wow.” I didn't know what to say about all their crazy gossip.

Cristina said back. “No, not really.”

George gagged. “Yes you can.”

Meredith finally came around the corner entering our conversation. “McSexy wants an x-ray to check for fractures and I think it's a bad idea if I take him.”

George stammered. “Why? Why?”

Alex bolted towards the opposite direction. “I'm on it.”

George asked. “Why is it a bad idea?”

Cristina quoted. “McSexy?”

Izzie responded and Meredith made a disgusted face. “McYummy.”

Meredith and Cristina said in unison. “No.”

Meredith finally spoke up again with another nickname. “McSteamy.”

Cristina awed in agreement. “Oh there it is.”

Izzie glanced down at me. “Yep. What do you think about the nickname Y/n?”

George gagged running away the second the door open and I turned my head in the direction. “Uh, just ah choking back some McVomit.”

“I don’t see what the big fuss about him is - holy shit!” I felt my mouth hang open when a guy with dark brown hair came out wearing a black tea shirt and gray pants.

Everly spoke up. “Shit?”

“You can’t say that. Only mommy says that.” Whipping my head around I warned my daughter with a finger before putting my attention to the guy in front of our group. “I….I’ve met him.”

Christina, Meredith, Izzie and George gasped all looking over at me. “How?”

“Don’t I know you from somewhere…Feisty Blonde?” The guy that looked exactly like Mark made his way over to us. His green eyes landed only on mine and they remained there with him putting almost no gap between us. “What are you doing here, Y/n?”

Running my fingers through my hair I chuckled nervously feeling my face turn red with the interns watching our interaction. “I guess I’m meeting you for the second time, Mark Sloan.”

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cas-kingdom · 2 years

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'ouch. That must've hurt' for the five line fanfic please? :)

“Ouch. That must’ve hurt.”

“Are you being sarcastic?” you asked, biting the inside of your cheek.

Owen rose a brow as he pulled on a pair of surgical gloves, not quite catching the hint of frustration in your tone. Or, if he did, he passed it off as pain from the countless lacerations along the soles of your feet and palms of your hands. You were sat on the edge of a hospital bed, your legs crossed in front of you and hands cradled in your lap. It was obvious that you weren’t in the mood for medical attention.

“Why would I be sarcastic? Does it not hurt?” Owen asked, offering a smile. Your head wasn’t lifted enough to see so he dropped it, instead bending his knees and lowering himself a little in front of the bed to peer closer at your injuries.

You switched from biting your cheek to clenching your jaw against the miniscule pricks and stings you could feel on your body. “Where’s Dad?” you asked around gritted teeth.

“Derek’s in surgery, so unfortunately you’ve got me.” He tried another smile, making sure to catch your eye this time, but the moment you did you looked away, your eyes wet with tears you evidently didn’t want him to see. He schooled his features and cleared his throat, well aware that your unsettled countenance was more than your pain and your father not being here. It was something that had gone mostly unspoken today. “He’ll be done in an hour or so, kiddo,” he reassured you, squeezing your calf, “don’t worry. I’ll have you in one piece before then.”

A corner of your lips twitched upwards but he could tell it was forced. With a few quiet words to the nurse in the room he was given an antiseptic wipe and a pair of tweezers which he put to the side for now. With a hand on your calf again, he tested pulling it slightly towards him, thankfully a movement you complied with. He stretched one of your legs out towards him, the one he’d seen dripping the most blood, and rested your heel on his knee. The bottom of your foot was littered with tiny nicks and longer cuts, small glinting pieces wedged inside the majority of them. Owen frowned and tilted his head, gently probing your foot.

“What exactly did you say happened?” he asked quietly.

“I cut myself on glass.”

“Glass from where?”

“Does it matter?”

With one deep sigh, Owen sat back on his heels and looked up at you. You were pitiful, sat there with your bleeding hands and feet, your cheeks red and your eyes noticeably puffy. “Yeah, Y/N, it does,” he said, gently but firmly. “You’ve got lots of wounds...you’re gonna need a few stitches...I—”

It was then that you broke, your face contorting into one of mental agony as you squeezed your eyes shut and brought your shaking hands up to wipe at your eyes before you remembered they were injured. You ducked your head instead, an attempt to hide your tears, but Owen refused to let that happen.

Today marked one year. One year since Mark Sloan’s death. One year since each member of the surgical staff at Grey Sloan waved goodbye to a part of their lives. One year since he’d passed in his bed, you asleep beside him, as his heart stopped and yours only beat faster.

Derek had rightly been uncomfortable with leaving you home that morning, knowing you wouldn’t fare well alone with your thoughts all day, so you’d begrudgingly tagged along to the hospital and had been sat in the surgeons’ common room for hours since, where you could be discreetly watched. It was with that in mind that Owen wondered exactly what kind of situation could have occurred within that time. He asked himself in the back of his mind if you’d done it purposefully, but it didn’t seem like that kind of instance, something he was glad for.

“Sweetheart...” he muttered as he gently dropped your leg and stood straight. He sat beside you and cautiously put an arm around you, squeezing your upper arm in comfort. “Do you need someone to talk to?”

You sniffed and reached down to slowly pull your rolled-up leggings past your knees. Knees that were bleeding and glistening, just like your hands and feet. Owen held back a few words, simply nodding his head at the nurse as a sign for you to leave for a moment.

As soon as she left, you let yourself fall into his side, using his shoulder to hide your teary face. “I didn’t mean to,” you said between sobs. “I threw a glass vase. I just...I threw it at the wall and it shattered and, um...I think I panicked and tried to clean it up but I—” you stopped for a deep breath and shrugged, turning your face to stare at the wall in front of them. “I didn’t mean to,” you repeated in a whisper.

“You’re feeling it today, huh?” Owen said as he rubbed your shoulder. Your eyes welled with tears once more. “I know, I know. Listen. Hm? Listen to me, sweetheart. The next time you feel it this bad, or even if you only feel it a little bit, you come and speak to someone. Your dad, Meredith, me. Anyone. That’s much better than the alternative, right?”

You nodded against him and for a while you sat in a comfortable, necessary silence. He’d heard Meredith say to Cristina that you had argued with your dad that morning about his insistence you come into the hospital when you were totally against it. It seemed you’d been wallowing in the aftermath of that, alone, for a while now, and he was intent on giving you at least a little comfort to tide you over until Derek came out of surgery later. It’d been for your own good, of course, but he should have talked to you about it before leaving you. It could have only ended bad, and that was currently a fair consideration.

“Is there anywhere else I need to look?” he asked quietly, referring to any undisclosed locations of glass-induced injuries.

“I don’t think so.”

“Okay. Do you mind if I check, just to be sure?” At your nod he pressed a quick, reassuring kiss to your temple and moved in front of you once again, picking up the tweezers.

Owen didn’t want to say much more on the topic. For a split second, the words: “he’d be proud of you, Y/N” came to mind, but they were so banal he inwardly cringed. He knew they would fall short on you today and always. You didn’t need to be told Mark Sloan would be proud of you. You didn’t need to be told he was watching over you and wouldn’t want you to be upset. You knew it all already, and though Owen was sure it helped, it still wasn’t strong enough for moments like this, and that was okay.

Grief was a slow ache, and you were getting there. You all were. You sometimes just needed a bit of a push.

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voidsbabe · 9 months

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Hey guys! I’m trying to get one more time into writing so you can request a story with:

• Teen Wolf characters (I mostly write about Stiles x Reader but I am willing to try writing about someone else)

• Grey’s Anatomy characters (but only till season 10 because I haven’t got time to watch further seasons, I’m sorry)

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a-anglwilson · 10 months

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specialagentlokitty · 1 year

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Derek Shepherd x Daughter!reader - making it up to you

Derek Shepherd with a teen daughter plss? i have no specific storyline but i’d lovee to see a hurt/comfort between them! - Anon💜

Sitting with your uncle in the hospital cafeteria, you looked around as you tried to find your dad but there was absolutely no sight of him anywhere.

“What’s up kid? You look more upset then that time I didn’t let you push me in the pool.” Mark chuckled.

You cracked a small smile but it quickly fell as you looked to the table at the food tray that your trash was sat on waiting to be tossed.

Mark frowned a little but he didn’t say anything as he waited for you to reply.

“I was actually supposed to have lunch with dad… I couldn’t find him or call him though so I called you because I was already here…” you mumbled.

“Ouch, I’m hurt you never even thought about me little shepherd.”

This got a small laugh out of you and Mark smiled, pulling your tray over to his side and he stacked it on his gesturing for you to get up and follow him.

So you did, he got up and you did the same, following him around the hospital.

He gestured for you to wait while he went into a staff only room, and he came out about 10 minutes later holding his hand out to you.

“What?” You asked.

“Well if you’re dad isn’t going to be a dad to you, I will. Let’s go, we’re gonna grab some snacks, and watch that crappy Tv show you like so much.”

“You don’t have to uncle, I know you probably want to sleep.”

Mark rolled his eyes, placing his hand on your head as he gently pulled you next to him, arm around your shoulder as he started to walk.

“I have a week off kid, I couldn’t care less about missing a day of sleep. Plus you’re more important right now, and I want you to tell me everything that’s going on with your dad, got it?”

You nodded and he grinned down at you.

Derek saw you leaving the hospital with Mark, and he went to walk over when he was stopped by Meredith calling his name.

He looked at you before turning back to Meredith.

You were with Mark so he knew you were safe, he’d see you after his shift when he got home anyways, and he was sure if it was important you would’ve called him.

Walking over to Meredith he smiled as he pulled her in for a hug.

You spent the whole day at the apartment with your uncle watching tv and laughing and joking you were still excited for when your dad finished his shift, you were supposed to be going to dinner with him.

As the time ticked by you felt your happiness slowly fall and this was something mark noticed.

“(Y/N)?” He asked as he grabbed his jacket.

He stopped leaving and turned around as he heard your heavy sigh.

“His shift ended an hour ago and he’s not home… he’s not even bothered to call but I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised…”

“Let me call him, okay? I’ll be back in a few minutes.”

You waited for Mark to return and when he did he seemed angry, but he kept his temper as he walked over and sat next to you.

“He’s not coming home tonight.”

“It’s because of her? Right?”

He nodded his head.

Of course it was because of her, ever since you two moved here it was all about that Meredith.

You couldn’t even go live with your mom because she moved away, and you didn’t want to leave your school and friends again.

Tears burned your eyes and mark placed a hand on your shoulder.

“Come on, pack some of your stuff you’re coming to mine for a few days, you shouldn’t be abandoned like this.”

“What about when dad comes back?”

Mark shrugged and gave you a grin.

“I’ll fight him if you want me to, I’m adopting you now, you’re a sloan now kid.”

You laughed and rolled your eyes.

“Alright dad.” You sassed.

“That’s weird, don’t say that.”

“Hey, you said I’m your blood now. That makes you my dad!”

“No! I’m still your uncle!”

“Nope! I’ve adopted you. You’re my father now. There’s no escaping.”

“Oh yes there is.”

Mark bolted from the apartment with your packed bag in his hand and you laughed chasing after him, only stopping to lock the door behind you.

Derek called you the following day, but seemed to be happy when you told him you were spending time with Mark.

Even after Marks holiday ended you stay with him, you practically lived with him at this point and Derek finally realised you’d been gone a long time.

You weren’t feeling well, and Mark had taken the day to look after you, and that’s when he realised it wasn’t getting any better.

Your fever was going up, and you were getting worse and worse and Mark started to panic.

“Come on, we’re going to the hospital. Come on.” He whispered.

He helped you pull your favourite hoodie on over your head to try stop your from shivering, then he wrapped you in the blanket next to you and picked you up.

You were dazed, barely making any sense when you talked.

He didn’t bother locking his door, he didn’t care if he was robbed or not, you were far more important.

He rushed you to the hospital and upon seeing you in the surgeons arms the nurses wasted no time in rushing you away to start preforming tests on you.

“Sloan? Why are you here I though you had the day off?”

Mark turned to Meredith and he scowled at her.

“Tell Derek to remember that he’s a damn father!” He snapped before storming off.

All Mark could do was pace while he waited for you to return, and he didn’t see or hear from Derek while he did.

After what felt like days Mark was escorted to your room and you were half asleep when he walked in.

He closed the door and walked over.

“Mark…?” You mumbled out.

“Hey kiddo, I’m here.”

“What.. what’s wrong with me…”

Mark sat up on the side of your bed and let you hold his hand as you wheezed for breath.

“You caught the flu, you’ve got a real bad cause of pneumonia, but you’re going to be okay.” He whispered.

You nodded your head and closed your eyes, taking a shallow breath.

“Where’s… dad…?”

“He’ll be here soon.”

You nodded again and fell asleep.

Mark didn’t actually know where Derek was, he didn’t even know if he was at the hospital today or not.

He didnt bother trying to call his friend either, if he was there, if he wasn’t answering the hospitals calls then that’s Derek’s fault, not yours.

Mark had fallen asleep while sitting with you, what woke him up was the sound of someone trying to quietly close the door.

He peaked an eye open and closed it again.

“So you remembered you’ve got a daughter?” He asked.

“I was in a meeting, I didn’t know. My phone was off, and no one came to find me.”

Mark scoffed.

Derek walked over and stood at the edge of the bed as he looked down at your pale form.

“How is she?” He asked.

“If you were here you would’ve known, or you can just get her chart and read it.”

“Mark just tell me how my daughter is. I’m her legal guardian not you.” Derek growled.

Mark got up and pushed Derek out the room, closing the door softly behind him and spun around to face Derek.

As mark spun around he punched Derek in the face, sending him stumbling back.

“Her legal guardian?! Where were you when she waited for you to come home to have dinner with her?! Or when she was crying her eyes out because she missed Addison! That’s right, you were banging Grey!”

“I wasn’t with Meredith! I was busy with patients and (Y/N) seemed happy staying with you for a while!”

“Yeah, well she was pissed with you and didn’t want ti be alone. I’ve been more of a father to the kid in the past few weeks then you have been in months!” Mark hissed.

His went back into your room while Derek brought a hand up to cover his bloody nose, glancing at all the people who stopped to look at him before he walked away.

Derek tended to his nose, and he started at himself in the mirror, tears filling his eyes.

Was he really pushing you away?

The door to the on call room was pushed open and quietly closed and Derek turned around to find mark standing there.

“Here to punch me again?“ Derek snapped.

“No, look I’m sorry. It’s just (Y/N)s been really missing you man. She needs you.”

“I know.. I’ve fucked up Mark… big time..”

Mark walked over, placing a hand on his best friends shoulder.

“And you can still make it right, she’s asking for you.”

Mark pulled Derek in for a hug, patting his back before he pulled away and pushed him towards the door.

“Now go, I’m going to grab her phone charger and some food, but she wants you.”

Derek rushed to your room and made his way inside to see you had fallen asleep again.

He walked over and sat where mark had been sat not long ago, and he wrapped his arms around you, pressing a kiss to the top of your head as he laid with you.

“Dad…?” You mumbled.

“I’m here sweetheart, just rest.”

You made a noise and cuddled yourself into his side, a soft smile on your face as you did

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change-the-world-someday · 3 years

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I'll Be Here

Oh boy I'm back baby. Here's a Derek Shepherd x Teen!reader bc I just started Grey's Anatomy. I'm well aware I've had stuff in my inbox for over a year, and frankly I'll get round to them soon. I hope this tides you over.

Derek Shepherd x Teen!Reader

Summary: Who'd have thought the child of Derek Shepherd would suffer with something even he can't cure?

A/N: I've been twitching a lot lately so this was a comfort write. Derek and Meredith don't have a relationship, and there's a bit of canon divergence.

⚠️TW⚠️ Talk and descriptions of twitching/tics

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You knew the moment you woke up you were going to have a bad day.

Your alarm went off at the bright and early nine and as you made a move to turn it off, your arm twitched, almost pushing it off your nightstand. You let out a sigh, leaning down and managing to shut it off and sit up.

Until you neck starts to snap left and right, tensing and relaxing each muscle.

“Fuck’s sake,” you mutter under your breath, standing and stretching, well, as much as you can before your twitches start up again. You makes your way downstairs, finding an empty kitchen and a note on the counter. You manage to pick it up and read it.

Sorry, I got called in today. Let me know when you’re up

— Dad

You shake your head, whistling and shaking your hands. Great, so you're alone on a day where your twitches are worse than normal. You sigh and head back upstairs, almost losing balance on the stairs, and takes a quick shower before trying to style your hair. With difficulty, you get changed before reaching over and grabbing your phone. You grip it tightly, until it’s flung across the room.

“Shit,” you mumble, reaching down and picking it up. You open your messages, trying to text your dad.

Y/N

Hi, up. Bad today

It’s short, and to the untrained eye, might seem pretty rude, but to you and your dad, is a warning. Heading back to the kitchen, you try to eat a bowl of cereal. Instead, you managed to spill the cereal twice, drop milk on the floor, and then poke yourself in the side of the face a few times with your spoon instead of eating.

Your phone buzzes.

Dad

Do you need me at

home?

Y/N

No. Just bad

Dad

Do you want to come

to the hospital? You

can stay in one of the

offices if you want

You think about it for a moment, though you don’t get too long before your phone starts ringing. You pick up.

“Hi—” you whistle “—hi Dad.”

You hear him sigh. “Hey kid. Do you want to come in today? I can make sure no one stops you and you can come straight to the office.”

You click, your neck jerking forward. “You sure? I’ve—“ you whistle “—never been there before. I don’t want—“ you click “—to become a case study.”

Your dad laughs lightly down the phone. “I won’t let them. Just make your way over, and keep your earphones in. Music helps.”

You nod, before your neck twitches to the side and cracks, making your dad wince audibly. “Okay. I’ll let you know—“ you whistle and sigh, clearly getting frustrated with yourself.

“I get it. Don’t work yourself up; it’ll only make it worse. See you soon. Love you.”

A ghost of a smile passes across your face. “Love you too, Dad.”

—•—

Derek hangs up and leaves the store cupboard, almost bumping into Dr Bailey as she marches past.

“Watch where you’re going, McDreamy,” she scolds and Derek smiles, though it doesn’t quite reach his eyes. Bailey narrows her eyes. “What’s wrong?”

“Y'N's coming here. They're having a bad day,” he replies and Bailey nods, immediately catching on. “No one else knows.”

Surprisingly enough, you haven’t met anyone from Derek’s work, except for Bailey and even then, that was an accident. You'd bumped into her on a bad day and Derek had to explain what was wrong. Ever since, Bailey’s had a soft spot for you.

“Not even the chief?” She asks and Derek shakes his head. “Did you warn them?” He nods. “Well, there’s not much else you can do.”

“They're texting me when they’re a few minutes away. If I get caught in surgery, can you meet them at the doors please?”

The two stop in the corridor, Bailey pulling him over. “I have my own schedule too, Shepherd.”

Derek nods. “I know, but you’re the only other person here they know, and you know how they can get in places they don’t know…”

Bailey looks around. “If you’re caught up, you owe me one.”

Derek smiles and nods, a look of relief on his face. “Thank you.”

—•—

You're walking down the street to the hospital, constantly readjusting your earphones so they don’t fall out. Your neck keeps snapping to the side and jerking forward, earning a few odd looks from strangers. You sigh, a few minutes away from the hospital, and pull out your phone. Before you can do anything, though, you promptly throw your phone on the pavement.

Thank god your dad bought you one of those industrial phone cases. You pick it up, dodging people as you go to call your dad. He picks up after two rings.

“Hi, I’m—“ you click “—a minute away.”

“Okay. I don’t think I’m going to be able to meet you at the doors. Just walk through, take the stairs to the fifth floor, and come down the hall. I’ll be in the break room, second door on the left.”

Your eyes widen; you're going to be by yourself? Walking through a hospital? Where no one knows you?

“O-Okay,” you stammer out and your dad sighs.

“I’m sorry kid. Everything’s going to be okay. I’ll see you in a bit.”

He hangs up and you take a breath, nodding to yourself. You pocket your phone and turn your music up as loud as it can be. Your dad was right, it does ease your twitching, though not as much as you'd like.

Fall Out Boy blasts through your earphones as you walk through the doors of Seattle Grace. You refuse to make eye contact with anyone, your neck twitch making it a lot easier to achieve. You click as you make your way to the stairwell, making your way up.

You don’t hear the calls of concerns from the interns following you, trying to catch up to you.

By the time you reach the fifth floor, the two interns have gone to find Dr Bailey to try and assist them, and Dr Shepherd who can help with the disorder being presented. They haven’t had someone who needs medical attention blatantly ignore them and go to a certain department before.

You lose your balance a little as you walk through the doors to the fifth floor, your neck jerking left and right repeatedly, muscles tensing and relaxing. Your hands are shaking and you walk like a new fawn.

You reach the door and push it open, whistling and clicking as you do so. At least you can see your dad today.

—•—

Derek knows immediately what kind of day is happening when you steps into the room. You're a jerking mess, neck and shoulders tensing and relaxing as though given electric shocks. You're whistling, clicking, and your eyes have recently started screwing shut, temporarily blinding you.

And that’s with your headphones in.

“Hey Y/N,” he greets, gently taking one earbud out of your ear and leading you to the seats. At least if you're sat, you have less of a chance of hurting yourself.

“Hi Dad,” you reply until a whistle comes back out. “S-Sorry.”

“Hey,” Derek places a firm but kind hand on your shoulder, “don’t apologise. None of this is your fault.” There’s a silence between you two, only broken by the sound coming from the removed earphone. “Fall Out Boy? Nice choice.”

Your neck snaps but you give a small smile. “Thanks.”

“Do you want something to eat? Did you manage to get some breakfast?” You sigh, your hands twitching and trembling, which tells Derek everything he needs to know. “Is it a bomb-site there?”

You shake your head. “I managed—“ you whistle “—to clean up. Took ages.” Your neck jerks forward. Derek sighs, putting an arm around you and pulling you into his side. You've always been wary; you never want to hurt your dad accidentally but Derek doesn’t care. You're his kid, and nothing will change that.

“You’re okay. Do you want some lunch? We can go to the cafeteria—they’ve got some pizza in there that’s actually pretty good.”

You nod, knowing anything you try to say will be interrupted by one of your twitches. You walk alongside Derek, trying your hardest to suppress your twitching as you make your way through the hospital and into to lift, where a few others are going to different floors. Derek notices, and leans into your ear. “You don’t have to hide it here, kid. Promise.”

There’s an audible sigh of relief from you as you let out a scatter of twitches, your neck jerking forward as you whistle and click. Your hands shake and flap and you let it all go. A few of the doctors and nurses turn around to look at you, but one harsh glare from Dr Shepherd makes them all go back to minding their own business.

You exit the lift and walk through the corridors to the cafeteria. You join the queue and you feel Derek keep an arm around you, trying to help you ease your twitches. You're grateful, though you both know there isn’t much either of you can do to stop them. You sigh, putting your earphones back in and blasting some music, this time Hozier.

Derek watches you struggle, sympathy panging through his heart. He hates that you've been cursed with this, and the worst part is they can’t find anything that’s causing it. It’s not like there’s a tumour or growth on your brain Dr Shepherd can operate on, you're just stuck with it.

“Dr Shepherd, good afternoon. Who’s this?” Lindsey, the server behind the food counter, greets. Derek smiles.

“Afternoon Lindsey. This is my kid, Y/N. They're joining me at the hospital today,” he explains, gently tapping you on the shoulder and causing you to take an earphone out. “Y/N, this is Lindsey.”

“Hi,” you greet, before your neck jerks forward yet again, cracking. The two adults give a wince and Lindsey gives you a small smile.

“What would you like, hun?” She asks. You look over, or does so as best you can. You can barely stay still long enough to read the menu. “We have a standard pizza or pepperoni pizza today. We also have some ham, chicken, or cheese sandwiches and salads. Or a few pastries we can heat up if you’d prefer.”

You give her a grateful smile. “Can I—“ you whistle “—have pepperoni please? And a—“ you click “—bottle of water?”

“Sure thing, and you Dr Shepherd?”

You put your earphones back in, trying your hardest to stop twitching. The problem is, the more you try to stop it, the worse it gets. It takes a few minutes for you to get your food, and when you do, Derek carries both trays to a table and sets them down. He takes a seat opposite you, giving a small smile.

“Thanks Dad,” you thank, pulling one earphone out so you can hear the conversation. You pick up the plastic fork and spear a few chips, but before you can eat them, your hand twitches and you throw it on the floor. You sigh but before either you or your dad can make a move to pick it up, someone else does it for you.

“You better be more careful. I don’t want fries on my shoes.” You recognise that voice anywhere, and smile as you look up at Dr Bailey. You let out a small laugh.

“Hi Dr Bailey,” you greet, whistling as your head snaps to the side and back. She smiles at you.

“Heard you were coming and through I’d say hello.”

—•—

“Guys, shut up,” Cristina hisses. “Do you see?”

“See what?” George asks as they quieten down. She nods her head and the table of interns turn around to catch sight of what’s going on. Dr Bailey is talking Dr Shepherd… and you sat with them. You're not dressed in any kind of hospital gown, nor are you wearing scrubs, so who are you? And how are you making Dr Bailey smile?

Meredith watches, catching sigh of your hair, and her eyes widen. She reaches over, slapping George on the arm.

“What?” He asks.

“It’s them,” she replies, “the person from earlier. Y’know, the one who didn’t check in at reception and took the stairs. The one who ignored us!”

George’s eyes widen too, and the two get up and start to walk over, ignoring the protests of Cristina and Izzie as they reach the table. You're struggling to get a sentence out, whistling and clicking as you try to tell Dr Shepherd about something.

“Dr Shepherd!” Meredith calls out, making the conversation halt between you. “Are you with a patient?”

She misses how you cringe. Dr Shepherd frowns, which only deepens more at the crack in your neck as it jerks forward. “Dr Grey, Dr O’Malley, how can I help?”

“W-We saw, erm, this kid walk straight through and up to neurology without checking in. Do you want us to check them in and get a better examination? We were going to come to you for a consult when we saw them anyway, but since you already seem to know them…” George trails off and Dr Shepherd looks between you, the interns, and Dr Bailey.

An awkward silence falls between you, only disturbed by the occasional whistle or click from you. “I can get a wheelchair if it’s easier.”

“No need,” Dr Shepherd cuts in. “They aren’t a patient, their name’s Y/N. They're my kid and they're accompanying me to work today.” The two interns look at each other, mortified. “Now, if you excuse us, we were just having lunch.”

Your hand flexes again, making you throw your fork on the floor (the second one in the space of fifteen minutes) and sigh. You go to pick it up, only for George to beat you to it. “Here.”

“Than—“ you click as your head jerks forward “Thank you.”

“Don’t you two have places to be?” Bailey asks, less than impressed with her two interns in front of her. They both nod and scurry off, back to their table to tell Cristina and Izzie about Dr McDreamy’s kid.

—•—

“I don’t know how they cope with it,” George muses as the group of four interns sit on some beds in the back corridor, waiting to be paged for something.

“Yeah, twitching all the time. God, I’d kill myself if I had them,” Izzie continues. “Would ruin my chances at both medicine and modelling. And a lot of other things, probably.”

“Do you think they wanted to go into medicine? Y’know, before they started twitching? Or have they always had it?” Cristina asks. “Or do they have a tumour?”

“For your information,” a voice cuts in, making all four jump and turn to the source, meeting the likes of Dr Shepherd, “Y/N wants to be a lawyer.” He walks down the corridor to them, everyone’s cheeks turning red a the prospect of being caught gossiping. “The tics developed about eighteen months ago, just before we moved to Seattle. It’s not a tumour, or any kind of swelling; in fact, we have no clue what set it off.”

“Have you done an MRI? CT?” Meredith suggests and Derek nods.

“We ran everything. It all came back clean.” He looks at Cristina. “They did want to be a doctor. When we realised we couldn’t cure them, they were upset for weeks. They—“

“Talking about me?” A voice calls down the corridor and Derek’s face splits into a smile, something that doesn’t go amiss by the others. You whistle, making it to the group and taking a seat next to your dad. You lean on him… until your neck twitches and you almost fall back. Derek’s hand shoots out, supporting you.

“We were just—“ Izzie tries to say before you cut her off, clicking in the process.

“Let me guess.” You whistle. “The doctor que—“ you click “—question and how I live with—“ your neck jerks to the side “—it.”

Your dad gives you a smile. “Ten out of ten for you,” he smiles. You nod.

“Well, I used to want to—“ you click “—be a doctor, until we found out this is incurable.” You whistle. “Pretty soul-crushing.” Your neck jerks back, and if it wasn’t for your dad’s hand, you would’ve hit the wall. “And we’ve learned to adapt to it. There are—“ you click “—days where I’m fine, with only a few, and days—“ you whistle and everyone can feel the frustration radiating off you. Still, no one chooses to finish your sentence, letting you get it out yourself “—like this.”

—•—

For a while, the six make general conversation, until, slowly but surely, you start to drift off. It isn’t until there’s an odd silence that Derek notices, and he has a smile on his face as he looks down at you, asleep on his shoulder.

“They look so… peaceful,” Izzie comments quietly, the others agreeing.

“Yeah. We’ve had a few rough days this week. God knows they need the rest,” Derek mutters. He shifts to look between the four. “Any of you wake them, I’ll make sure you’re banned from the OR for a month.”

Everyone’s eyes widen as they nod in unison; they’re all begging for a chance at more surgery. Carefully, Derek manoeuvres you so your head’s lying in his lap, body stretched out on the hospital bed. He carefully cards his fingers through your hair, detangling it as gently as he can.

The interns’ pagers go off, assigning them jobs and the four rush off, leaving Derek and you to rest. He smiles, getting himself comfortable sitting on the end of the bed, back against the wall.

“Get some rest, buddy. I’ll always be here for you.”

—•—

Hope y'all enjoyed. I know it's pretty different from what I usually write, but this is for my own comfort so...

Sorry not sorry

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darthslaydr · 3 years

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“DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?” “YOU’RE A MONSTER.” PART 4

Suggestion- “The reader is a famous hunter (maybe a Winchester sister?), and she arrives in Beacon Hills to hunt. BUT then she meets Derek and have a lot of chemistry between them.BUT she’s a hunter.”

Word count- 900

Characters- Reader, Derek Hale, Winchesters, Castiel

Pairing- Derek Hale x reader

Warnings- TW///// Protective! Winchesters, blood, fainting, scared Sammy and Dean.

A/NN- I am back, I am so sorry that I have been gone. I had a few mental health issues and then I fell sick.

Main Masterlist

“DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?” “YOU’RE A MONSTER.” Masterlist

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You reluctantly breathed and lowered yourself on his legs. He placed one hand on your waist, it was calm, like it wasn’t meant to hurt you. You reached for the medkit, the thing about the boys was that they did not have any antiseptic, only vodka. You put vodka on the wound and he hissed, tightening his grip on your waist. You flinched. ouch.

“Sorry. Are you sure you do not have an antiseptic?” he asked

You scoffed. You wrapped every wound and you could feel his eyes on you. You let out a smile. Soon after you were done wrapping him up.

You stood up and a world of pain covered your body. You unbuttoned your flannel and your white tank top was covered in blood. You lifted your shirt and groaned. Your sight went into a complete blur and you could not see anything. Derek launched himself towards you, catching you before you hit the floor. Everything went silent soon.

*Dean Winchester’s POV*

Another nightmare of the people’s lives I could not save. I jolted up and looked around the broken motel room. Sam was sound asleep on the couch, he is too big for it.

I looked over y/n’s bed and sudden confusion and fear entered my veins, where is y/n? I got up and knocked on the washroom door.

Nothing. Nothing!

“Sam. Sammy” I shook him to oblivion.

He soon started to move and looked up at me. He knew the look, too well.

“Where is she?” he said

After searching the hotel, she wasn’t there. I reached towards the impala’s key and it wasn’t there.

“ That woman took the car.”

“Seriously Dean, right now?”

Sam searched up the papers on the table and took out an address.

“Sheriff Stilinski gave me an address, for a loft. He told me that Derek lives there.”

“If he has taken her, would he take her there?” I said

“We have to check it out.”

I hotwired a car and gave the car to Sam to drive and made our way towards the loft. My mind raced with every new speed light, y/n. My baby sister, I cannot lose her, not her.

Sam shook me out of my thoughts and brought my attention to the loft.

We took out our guns and climbed the cement stairs. We opened the door of the loft. I saw Derek clenching her body. Rage covered through me, he was holding my sister. I charged towards him and Derek slowly raised up. Sam and I reached for our guns, while y/n stayed motionless.

“I promise you, I did not do this.” Said, Derek

“Why should we believe you?” Said Sam

“Because you have no choice, the scratch is from an alpha, if it is too deep-” Said Derek.

At that moment, nothing mattered, he did not matter, not anyone.

“ She will turn,” Sam said.

I picked up y/n and laid her on the cold flat table. She was barely breathing. In my head, the only thing that went in my head, a little voice calling out for Cass. Maybe only he can save her. Fuck. My baby sister.

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*Sam Winchester POV*

I could see the tears in Dean’s eyes, that is when I knew it was real. Derek and Dean were trying to patch her up, trying to bring her back, but we all knew it was not possible. I slowly stepped back and headed out of the loft and dropped to my knees.

“Hey Cass, something went really wrong, it’s y/n, she could be dying and for the first time in a long time, we feel too helpless.”

Before I could complete the sentences, a flapping sound echoed behind me and a deep voice said “Where is she?”

Cass and I entered the darkroom and walked towards her. Her skin was dewy with all the sweat and pale from the lack of breath. Her shirt opened, with her only in her bra. Now in normal circumstances, Dean would never enter the room even if she was changing, but if her life was depending on it the story was different. Even Derek was not looking anywhere but the wound, he was scared. Cass shoved past them and slowly placed his hand on her waist and she did not even flinch or even open her eyes. Slowly it started to heal, but she did not move.

“Why is she not waking up?” Dean said in a hurried voice.

“Her wound was deep, she fainted, she will be okay. Make sure to keep her cool.” Said Cass.

Dean took off his flannel and covered y/n. He picked her up and he was terrified as if she was delicate.

“If something happens and this goes sidewards. Call me, or pray to me.” Cass Said. He soon flapped away.

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Y/N POV

I felt someone pick me up, someone’s familiar arms. It was Dean, my eyes slowly opened up as he carried me out. I could see Derek, he was scared. Why was he scared?

Soon the darkness took over me again and I went back into darkness.

#dean winchester #dean masterlist #dean winchester angst #dean winchester drawing #sam winchester fluff #sam winchester x reader #sam winchester #castiel #derek shepherd #supernatural #teen wolf #supernatural fanfiction #superman imagine

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waif-of-the-night · 6 years

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Followers, Readers, Friends

Hear me for what I have to say. I've only been posting supernatural on here so here's a list of fandoms that you can send requests of bc I would like to go multifandom :)

-supernatural

-teen wolf

-the vampire diaries/ the originals

-Merlin

-Grey's anatomy

-doctor who

-mcu

-Harry potter

-voltron

-Hunger games

-the divergent series

-maze runner series

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sebastianstangirl01 · 2 years

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Here’s my Masterlist!

Masterlist Last Updated: 4/7/23

Please make some requests about any of these people and is someone you want to request who isn’t on here still feel free to do so and I might be able to write it!!!

I also have a Wattpad account that I have some stories on, the username is the exact same as my tumblr. Feel free to check it out!!

Requests Are Currently Closed!!

Request:

✨New Additions!!✨

The Night Agent: Requests Open

1. Peter Sutherland x reader

Peaky Blinders: Requests Open

1. Thomas Shelby x reader (daughter, sister, wife, girlfriend, teen, child)

2. John Shelby x reader (daughter, sister, wife, girlfriend, teen, child)

3. Arthur Shelby x reader (daughter, sister, wife, girlfriend, teen, child)

4. Sister Shelby Reader

5. Alfie Solomons x reader (daughter, sister, wife, girlfriend, teen, child)

6. Bonnie Gold x reader (sister, wife, girlfriend)

7. Finn Shelby x reader (sister, wife, girlfriend)

Marvel/RPF: Requests Closed

1. Chris Evans x reader (daughter, sister, wife, girlfriend, teen, child) All Characters

2. Sebastian Stan x reader (daughter, sister, wife, girlfriend, teen, child) All Characters

3. Robert Downey Jr. x reader (daughter) Tony Stark

Supernatural/RPF: Requests Closed

1. Jensen Ackles x reader (daughter, sister, wife, girlfriend, teen, child) Dean Winchester

2. Jared Padalecki x reader (daughter, sister, wife, girlfriend, teen, child) Sam Winchester

One Chicago: Requests Closed

1. Jay Halstead x reader (daughter, sister, wife, girlfriend, teen, child)

2. Kelly Severide x reader (daughter, sister, wife, girlfriend, teen, child)

3. Matt Casey x reader (daughter, sister, wife, girlfriend, teen, child)

4. Will Halstead x reader (daughter, sister, wife, girlfriend, teen, child)

Outerbanks/RPF: Requests Closed

1. Drew Starkey x reader (sister, wife, girlfriend) Rafe Cameron

2. Rudy Pankow x reader (sister, wife, girlfriend) JJ Maybank

Top Gun and Top Gun Maverick: Requests Closed

1. Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw x reader (sister, wife, girlfriend, daughter)

2. Jake “Hangman” Seresin x reader (sister, wife, girlfriend, daughter)

3. Pete “Maverick” Mitchell x reader (sister, wife, girlfriend, daughter)

4. Tom “Iceman” Kazansky x reader (sister, wife, girlfriend, daughter)

5. Nick “Goose” Bradshaw x reader (sister, wife, girlfriend, daughter)

6. Rob “Slider” Kerner x reader (sister, wife, girlfriend, daughter)

7. Hollywood x reader (sister, wife, girlfriend, daughter)

8. Wolfman x reader (sister, wife, girlfriend, daughter)

9. Robert “Bob” Floyd x reader (sister, wife, girlfriend, daughter)

RPF: Requests Closed

1. Tom Cruise x reader (sister, wife, girlfriend, daughter)

2. Glenn Powell x reader (sister, wife, girlfriend)

3. Miles Teller x reader (sister, wife, girlfriend)

4. Lewis Pullman x reader (sister, wife, girlfriend)

5. Val Kilmer x reader (sister, wife, girlfriend, daughter)

6. Patrick Swayze x reader (sister, wife, girlfriend, daughter)

7. Brad Pitt x reader (sister, wife, girlfriend, daughter)

8. Rob Lowe x reader (sister, wife, girlfriend, daughter)

The Outsiders: Requests Closed

1. Darry Curtis x reader (sister, girlfriend, wife)

2. Sodapop Curtis x reader (sister, girlfriend)

3. Dallas Winston x reader (sister, girlfriend)

4. Steve Randle x reader (sister, girlfriend)

Bridgerton: Requests Closed

1. Anthony Bridgerton x reader (wife, sister, girlfriend, daughter)

2. Benedict Bridgerton x reader (wife, sister, girlfriend)

3. Colin Bridgerton x reader (wife, sister, girlfriend)

4. All Bridgertons x Sister reader

Greys Anatomy: Requests Closed

1. Mark Sloan x reader (wife, sister, girlfriend, daughter)

2. Derek Shepherd x reader (wife, sister, girlfriend, daughter)

3. Jackson Avery x reader (wife, sister, girlfriend, daughter)

4. Alex Karev x reader (wife, sister, girlfriend, daughter)

Tombstone: Requests Closed

Doc Holliday x Reader (wife, girlfriend, daughter, sister)

Earp Brothers x Sister Reader

Criminal Minds: Requests Closed

Derek Morgan x Reader (wife, girlfriend, daughter, sister)

Aaron Hotchner x Reader (wife, girlfriend, daughter, sister)

Spencer Reid x Reader (wife, girlfriend, daughter, sister)

Jennifer Jareau x Reader (daughter, sister)

Emily Prentiss x Reader (daughter, sister)

David Rossi x Reader (daughter)

BAU x Reader

NFL: Requests Closed

Joe Burrow x Reader (wife, girlfriend, sister)

Travis Kelce x Reader (wife, girlfriend, sister)

What I write:

Smut

Fluff

Small Angst

What I won’t write:

Incest

Infidelity, I hate cheating so much

Any romantic relationship between an adult and anyone under the age of 18

Anyone who leaves any rude, mean, offensive, or any other hurtful messages or comments will be immediately blocked and reported. Just be nice to each other, it makes life so much easier. ❤️

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mediocre-writerr · 3 years

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someone new [meredith grey]

meredith grey x reader

requested by anon: Hi, can you do a meredith grey x reader where meredith can’t decide who to pick between reader and Derek. Then she makes her decision once she sees come into the hospital after they get injured. Thank you! :)

*not my gif*

You looked out across the street, where all the yelling and commotion was coming from. A middle-aged man was collapsed on the floor and started seizing. You didn’t hesitate running across the street as you fled towards the man.

But a blaring horn caught you from your senses, freezing you in your place for a millisecond. A small Subaru was coming towards you at the speed limit. Your life was flashing before your eyes in no particular reason.

Meredith popped into your head and she was gone, in the arms of Derek Shepherd. While you were broken, but not giving up, not yet anyway.

You continued running, but the car was obviously faster. It hit your left leg, the impact sending you falling onto floor. As you hit your head against the rough concrete on the street.

The driver got out of the car, “Oh my god, oh my god,” you looked down at your leg to see white marrow poking through your skin. A pile of blood following around it, “What do I do?”

Your head was pounding and all of your senses were going haywire. You grabbed your ears, trying your best to cover them, an unsettling ringing forming, “Call 911,”

The ringing in your ear becoming more and more unbearable. The adrenaline slowly fading away and the pain becoming like an itch you can never scratch away. Until your senses finally caught up to your eyes shutting them close.

Derek’s hand rest on Meredith’s lower back, as he came up from behind her, “So have you thought about my offer?”

She was writing charts for her patients, “Not now Derek. I’m on trauma today and I’m patiently waiting for something to happen. I don’t need to be distracted by this teen-like love triangle,”

Suddenly, the doors to the hospital fly open. Owen came out from wherever he was hiding and ran over to the EMT’s with Meredith following suit.

“What do you got?” Owen asked as they railed the patient off to the trauma room.

“We got someone here with an open fracture on the left fibula and tibia. She hit her head pretty hard on the concrete after she was hit by the car. Witness said she started seizing on the floor,” the EMT explained.

“I might want to get in there, there could be a head trauma,” Derek said, following everyone into the trauma room.

Meredith stopped at the sight of your face, “Wait is that-“ she began to say, but the EMT didn’t hear her and cut her off.

“The patient’s name is Y/N Y/L/N. The driver said she ran across the street to try and help someone who collapsed and didn’t see the oncoming traffic,”

Everyone seemed to stop in their track, taking one look at each other. Then as if it clicked everyone started getting to work. Derek lifted up your eyelid as gently as possible.

“Her eyes are responsive,” Derek mentioned, “Y/N? Hey can you squeeze my hand for me?” you tried your best too. He looked up at the rest of the team and shook his head, “That’s great Y/N, you’re doing good,”

Meredith was still frozen, she didn’t know what to do it was like her mind was stuck.

“Grey?” Owen announced, but she didn’t say anything, “Grey!” she finally snapped out of her funk and looked at him.

He gave her a look and she took a deep breath and nodded, “I’ll page Torres,”

But before she could you started seizing once more, “We got to get her to the OR,”

She froze, yet again as they began rushing you downstairs. She looked at your seizing body as they rolled you away. Owen stopped, walking back towards you as the rest of the team ran after you, “This is too personal for you, I need you to sit out,”

She shook her head, “No! I’m not gonna stand idly by as you operate on the women I love!” she exclaimed, pointing at Owen. Her eyes went wide and she took a deep breath, “I love her?”

“Owen! Come on!” Derek yelled as they held the elevator open, the seizing finally stopping.

Owen gave her a sympathetic smile before rushing off, “I love her,”

#meredith grey #meredith grey imagines #meredith grey x reader #grey's anatomy #grey's anatomy imagine

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whatstruthgottodowithit · 3 years

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It's a Beautiful Day to Save Lives

Fandom: Grey's Anatomy

Pairing: Derek Shepherd x OFC, Derek Shepherd x Addison Shepherd

Characters: Derek Shepherd, Reader, OFC, OMC, Addison Montgomery Sherpherd

Word Count: 1808 // Rating: Teen

Summary: Derek helps his patients as best he can

Tags/ Warnings: Cancer, Flirting, Angst, Fluff, Hope, Implied Emotional Affair, Kisses, Soft Derek, Marriage, Derek's Married In This, New York Derek, Love, Crushes, Cancer of the Brain, Death, Dying, Brain Tumours, Doctors

Notes: I had a dream about Patrick Dempsey and this is the result updated 9/22

Dora had just fallen asleep. Hospitals were noisy places even when you had your own room. As a place of rest, it was surprising how much people interrupted a patient throughout the night. From nurses, doctors, and porters she had been woken umpteen times and she was drained but her wishes were not to be as the door opened quietly and she rolled over to find her favourite doctor walking in. He looked tired, but beautiful nevertheless. His hair was perfectly styled and his smile was beaming. Over the months she had been trapped in this godforsaken hospital he had been her only source of joy. He kept a smile on her face through the treatments. He made her laugh. And throughout everything, he actually treated her as a person and not just a bed number or a patient.

‘Hey,’ he said, coming in and sitting on the edge of her bed as she pushed herself up on the bed. ‘Hi,’ she said with a yawn. ‘Rough night?’ he asked. ‘Yeah, you lot are like vultures,’ she said, making him laugh. ‘True,’ he said, ‘but like vultures, we’re always looking for the next good thing.’ ‘Wait you’re gonna eat me?’ she chuckled. ‘Har har,’ he said, rolling his eyes as he pulled a thick wad of papers out of his lab coat pocket and placed it upon her bed covers. Her fingers sifted over the papers, picking them up and scanning over the title of what appeared to be an article.

‘MICROSURGERY TECHNIQUES AND THEIR EFFECTIVENESS ON SECONDARY GLIOBLASTOMAS’

‘What is this?’ she asked. Even just scanning the title made her head hurt. It was too early for a study session. ‘It’s an answer,’ he said with a confidence that made her heart flutter. She wanted to believe him. She did but all of her other options hadn’t worked so far and her hope was waning but there was something about Derek that made her want to hang on. ‘What do you mean?’ she said, watching the light behind his eyes as he went on to explain. ‘Microsurgery has been used in many things and in some brain surgeries before now-’ ‘But not on my type of tumour I’m guessing,’ she said. ‘No, not your type of tumour at least not until recently. You see these studies, these surgeries are your type of tumour. And they’ve worked Dora, they’ve worked,’ he said with an excitement she was struggling to find. ‘So what are you saying? I can have surgery and that’s it?’ ‘Well no, there’s a lot of things to consider first of course but I think we should suggest it to Hawke,’ he said, clasping her hand in both of his. They were large yet nimble and engulfed her thin slender one. His excitement was palpable and Dora could feel her hopes rising the longer he held her hand.

It was no secret she and her doctor were friends. Whether his colleagues knew how much she liked him was another story. But when he was alone with her like this she felt as if somewhere her feelings were reciprocated. Until her finger danced across the cool metal band on his ring finger and she was snapped back to her senses with crushing pace. His eyes searched her face for a moment as she pulled back and nodded, handing him his papers back.

‘If you think there’s a shot,’ she said quietly, dropping her gaze and trying to ignore the feeling of her heart being squeezed in her chest. Derek mumbled something as he climbed up off the bed and she looked up just as he said, ‘see you at rounds?’

Dora nodded.

And then he was gone. She flopped back on the bed and closed her eyes. The last picture in her mind was Derek’s beaming smile.

Then she was awake again. Trying to come to her senses as the door to her room flung open and the lights came on allowing a dozen people to file in. Her attending came in, barely paying attention to her in her bed as the gaggle of interns, residents and students toddled in behind him. Her eyes immediately roved the crowd searching for Derek. Against her will, her heart fluttered in her chest.

‘Okay, who wants to present?’ said Dr Hawke, her attending physician. He was an older gentleman with a heavily wrinkled face and a large nose that held onto his glasses by the end of it. He was clever but cold, lacking any warmth towards his patients even if he was a good doctor. ‘I will,’ an eager brown-haired girl said as she stepped forward clutching her chart. Dr Hawke didn’t say anything and instead just peered over his glasses at her. ‘Okay, um Theodora Monroe-‘ ‘Dora, how many times,’ the girl grumbled from her bed. Derek suppressed a smirk from behind the couple of doctors he was standing at the back of. ‘Dora,’ the doctor corrected slightly dejected after being interrupted, ‘25. Presented with headaches and slurred speech. MRI showed a stage 3 glioblastoma around the medulla and down onto the brain stem. Treatment has included radiotherapy and oral chemotherapy. The patient is currently not fit for discharge due to symptoms from both and-‘ ‘No reduction in this stupid tumour. I’ve been here for 68 days. We do this every day. No, there are no changes in my scans. Yes, I’ve had my blood taken this morning. Yes, I’m still vomiting and no I haven’t eaten. That’s what this handy drip is for right?’ ‘Okay I think that’s enough, Ortiz,’ Dr Hawke said to the eager doctor who was scowling at Dora’s outburst, ‘Dora how are the headaches?’ ‘Still there,’ she said as he gestured for one of them to examine her. Derek darted out in front and produced a pen torch from his pocket as he started their daily routine of her neuro examination. As always, her vision went blurry under the bright light but Derek was there with a hand on the back of her elbow keeping her upright. ‘Lab results?’ Dr Hawke said. ‘Urea and Creatinine are still raised. Potassium is now stable. Sodium and Magnesium are almost within range. Infection markers are still high but on a downward trend after switching antibiotics as per microbiology. Chest X-ray shows whiteout indicative of a chest infection probably due to initial overload.’ ‘Okay, slow intravenous fluids. Extra antiemetics. Repeat bloods and chest X-ray in the morning and-‘ ‘Surgery,’ Derek said from where he was sitting on the bed. Dr Hawke eyed him suspiciously and then he said, ‘excuse me?’

‘Dr Hawke, I’ve been reading up on microsurgeries and glioblastomas and the findings of some researchers support their usage,’ he said, standing and procuring the pages from his coat once more. The doctor snatched them out of his hands and skimmed through them. Everyone watched the doctor with bated breath as his eyes roved over the notes. ‘…and where does it mention tumours around the medulla and brainstem, Dr shepherd?’ ‘Well It’s only been used in frontal lobe tumours-‘ ‘Which is an easier place to get to and considering the branching of this tumour-‘ ‘But it could be tried? Just because it’s not been done before doesn’t mean it couldn’t be tried on other tumours,’ Derek argued. ‘Derek said it could work,’ Dora said. ‘Derek seems to have led you wrong Ms Monroe. This type of surgery is useful for sure but with your type of cancer, I doubt we would be able to get all of it and the part of the brain it affects is at risk we go in at all. Which is why I never suggested it,’ he said sternly. The tension was palpable. Dora said nothing but she dropped her gaze hoping that the tears that had formed despite herself would dissipate before anyone saw them. ‘Carry on the plan as ordered. Let me know of her lab results and we’ll re-review in the morning….and Dr Shepherd?’ her attending said as he started to lead the group out of the room. Derek looked at him pointedly as he continued, ‘maybe you should spend the day in the pit…to remind you of the work we actually do here instead of researching the things we don’t.’

Derek said nothing as the troop disappeared out of the room. He didn’t follow either. Instead, he perched on the end of the bed where Dora had now composed herself. She watched him as he rubbed his eyes and sighed, turning to her and saying, ‘I’m really sorry Dora.’ ‘Don’t be,’ she said, her jaw set. ‘No, I shouldn’t have told you before I knew it was certain that Dr Hawke would agree. But he’s wrong we just need to convince-’ ‘What another surgeon? Let you do it? It’s not an option Derek-’ ‘But it could be. I’ve seen-’ ‘Minimal research. My tumour won’t wait that long. I’ll be dead before then and if the only reason you’re striving for it is so that you look good and can show off that you’re some kind of neuro god then forget it. I don’t want any part of it,’ she said, flopping back on the bed.

‘Look,’ he sighed, reaching a hand out and placing it on top of the covers where her thigh was, ‘I know you’re frustrated and I know it seems like it’s not going to happen but it could. We could push for another doctor to look at your case and it’s not so I can say I’m some sort of great surgeon. It’s so you can get rid of that stupid tumour-’ ‘Why?’ ‘What?’ he said seemingly confused by her question. ‘Why do you care so much that I live? I’m just a patient. Some patient with an inoperable tumour that shouldn’t matter to you. I’m not a relative of yours. I’m not a friend. I’m not your wife. Why do you care?’ she sneered. Derek tensed and looked away before turning his gaze back to her and smiling.

‘Because you are my patient. And my friend….to tell you the truth you’ve been one of the only friends I’ve had recently. And even if you leave this hospital and we never see one another again I don’t care because you’re young. And funny. And pretty. And vibrant. And you deserve to live the rest of your life…’ he said standing up. The tears that Dora had quelled now stung her eyes and spilt over against her will. Derek smiled sadly before he leaned down and pressed a kiss to the top of her head, his hand dancing down her cheek for a moment before it disappeared quickly as he headed to the door. Just before he exited he turned and said, ‘besides it’s a beautiful day to save lives don’t you think?’

#my writing #derek shepherd #derek shepherd fic #derek shepherd x reader #greys anatomy fic #greys anatomy #it’s a beautiful day to save lives

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countrymusiclover · 2 months

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1 - First Name Basis

Part 2

Feisty Coffee Girl

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Seattle is known for one thing: tons of rain and anyone who comes here always complains about it. Now that's not to say that those who have lived here their whole life don't get annoyed by it too. Nobody likes walking in the rain. Most find enjoyment in it because it means you get to stay in bed all day or you're a farmer and your crops desperately need some water. Anyway to the point of my ranting of rain is that I would find enjoyment in it on a particular morning. The morning I met the particular surgeon who would change my whole life forever….

The morning started out like any other; the news reported a heavy chance of rain. Jumping out of bed I missed my alarm and one of my friends who was supposed to babysit today was running late. Holding my phone up to my ear I was running around like a mad woman. “Caroline, please hurry. I need you to please be here.”

“I'm coming up the stairs now. I got stuck in traffic. Why is today so important exactly?” My best friend from home who I had moved with here asked me.

My sister Izzie and I grew up in a trailer park in Chehalis, Washington. Our mother basically raised us on our own until Izzie told her she wanted to go to medical school. Our mother spent up the money that we had saved for this to some psychics she went to see. I didn’t really understand why she needed the appointments but I could assume it was because both her daughters got pregnant young. Yet only one of us kept the baby….and I was the one who did it. “It is important because my boss said I would be getting my promotion today. The only requirement is that I come in earlier than normal.”

“Okay now I remember. And calm down, I am outside your door.” She knocked on my apartment door three times while I tossed my phone on the coach, heading to open the door letting her inside.

Caroline Brooke, my childhood best friend, smiled at me. Her curly blonde hair falling over her shoulders when she sat down at my kitchen island. “Why don’t use ask your sister to watch Eve?”

“Because she works 40 hr shifts and she’s only just an intern. She can’t afford to miss a day.”

“And apparently neither can you.” Caroline sent me a half glare. “Have you ever thought about giving your mom the spare room so she can watch her?”

Shaking my head I knew she had a good heart but she didn’t grow up around my mother all the time. My mother was happy I kept my baby up until the point when I had started working at the diner near our trailer park and I wouldn’t give her my money that I had earned. “Caroline, I love you. But my mother only cares about herself nowadays.”

“Sorry," I asked. Hey uh we should probably get Eve to school soon.” She clasped her hands together in her lap.

Looking back over my shoulder to the clock I saw it was almost 9:30 and I needed to be at work before 10:15am. Sliding on my feet I went down the short hallway to my daughter’s room creaking it open. “Everly, we need to get going. Caroline is here to take you to school.”

“Okay, mommy.” Everly came out wearing an orange sweatshirt with an orange on the front and some blue jeans and tennis shoes. She ran past me hugging my best friend sweetly. “Caroline!”

Grabbing my bag by the front door I slipped on my brown boots. I had put on my black leggings and a long green sweater that was required for our uniforms at the coffee shop. Caroline walked towards the door with me and so the three of us headed downstairs. Entering the store my boss Mandy came around the back corner. “Stevens, I need you to work the orders for a few hours until our meeting.”

“I'm on it, boss.” I called her from the back room. This had become our busy morning with the heavy rain everyone wanted a warm drink to fight off the cold. Scrambling around with a tray of coffee I handed them to each one in line who had already prepaid.

I heard someone call my name to head back to the front cash register. “Y/n! Somebody’s at the register waiting.” Della, my work friend came around the corner throwing her brunette curly hair in a ponytail switching jobs with me.

Moving back to the register seeing a guy with green eyes and brown hair. He also had a good scruff going on his chin. “Well now my day just got a whole lot better. You’re the first beautiful thing I have found in this city since I flew in last night.”

“Oh wow. I was not expecting this to start my morning off. Uh what can I get you?” I chuckled, tucking some loose hair behind my ear avoiding his gaze.

The stranger sent me a smile. “A bone dry cappuccino. Unless you have any other recommendations.”

“I’ve had the blueberry scones here and they are pretty good.” I tilted my head to the side.

The stranger reached into his jacket pocket. “I’ll take one of those too.”

“That’ll be $8. 05.” I finally lifted my gaze up to his. Blinking my eyes I just stood there for a second as he handed me some cash and I saw it was a twenty dollar bill. “Uh this is too much. I’ll give you change back.”

The stranger sent me a smirk shaking his head no. “You can keep the change, little blonde.”

“The names Y/n for your information since you didn’t choose to read my name tag.” I rolled my eyes at him, slightly turning around to make his coffee. Pouring the different liquids in a cup focused on my task until he spoke up again.

“My name's Mark. Mark Sloan even though you didn’t bother to ask me. “

Putting the lid on the cup I faced him once more sliding the cup to him. Opening the food case I slid the blueberry scone in a paper bag and handed it to him too. “Ah first name basis already. Next thing I know you’ll be asking me out on a date for just giving you your coffee.”

“I mean I am a lot of fun on a date. I could be down if you’re interested, especially for a night in bed.” Mark smirked at me, raising his coffee cup up and taking a long drink.

My face heated up quickly at the way he just blurted that out in public. I haven’t dated anyone since I had gotten pregnant back when I was thirteen. Izzie would get pregnant two years later. I felt it had become too hard to date or all awkward with me having a young kid. “Oh I don’t know about that. I am not great with dates.”

“You seem like you’d be pretty fun to me.” Mark chuckled, picking up his paper bag. He reached across the table writing down something on one of the comment cards we had near the register. He holds out the note in front of me.

I knitted my brows together confused at what he was holding out towards me. “What’s that for you already paid me?”

“It has my phone number on it. If you’re interested you should call me later.” Mark offers still waiting for me to take it from his hand.

I paused briefly just staring into his eyes. He was obviously attractive there was no doubt there. Della rounded the corner tapping me on the shoulder. “Y/n, our boss wants to see us in the back.”

“You seriously think I am going to go on a date with a stranger?” I ignored Della standing there.

Mark kept his gaze focused on mine. “We’re on a first name basis, Y/n. We wouldn’t be strangers if you take me up on my offer right now or sometime later.”

“Y/n?” Della called my name again.

I didn’t turn my head away when I lifted my right hand taking the note out of his hand smiling before Della was tugging me away from him by my forearm. “I’ll think about it. I…I’m coming. Hey I’m coming - I’ll think about it, Mark.”

“I’ll be waiting for your call, little feisty blonde.” Mark chuckled watching me and my coworker going around the corner and he found himself wanting to see you again the next day.

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"That wasn't a very good idea, was it?"

W/ your Greys OC ❤️

"That wasn’t a very good idea, was it?”

You grimaced, standing stock still as shattered glass surrounded your bare feet, a family photo laying pitifully a way off. “What wasn’t a good idea?” you ground out.

Alex snorted, shutting the front door behind him as he walked in. “Trying to cover that big ass hole with a photo frame. You think your dad and Mer wouldn’t have noticed?” He gestured wildly towards the glass. “Now look at what you did.”

“Me? You frightened me when you opened the door!” you shot back.

“Yeah, yeah. Say what you—hey, hey! Don’t you move. Your dad barely persuaded me to come here on my first night off in weeks to babysit. Like hell am I gonna spend it stitching you up because you stepped on glass.”

Your leg paused in mid air, your foot seconds from touching a bit of the wooden floor you thought might be free of broken shards. Alex walked towards you, the glass crunching under his boots. He turned his back on you once he reached you, bending slightly and beckoning with his hands, to which you replied with a roll of your eyes. Despite it, you jumped onto his back and he carried you away from the danger-zone to inelegantly dump you on the couch.

“Where’re the little ones?” he asked, rounding the kitchen counter to grab the sweeping brush.

You folded your legs beneath you, wiping the bottoms of your feet just in case. “I put them to sleep, like, ten minutes ago,” you said. “I’m surprised Zola’s still awake after that smash.”

Alex clicked his tongue. “Don’t say that. You’ll jinx it.” He jerked his thumb at the hole in the wall. “How’d you do it?”

Once again, you grimaced. “Playing with a tennis ball. Bailey finds it hilarious.”

“Yeah, well. Don’t think anyone’ll be laughing at it later.”

“I’ll just tell Dad he should’ve made the walls stronger when he built the house.”

Alex scoffed, sweeping the glass into a pile. “Let me be here when you use that excuse. Seriously, please.”

You looked as though you might have shot a retort back, something snarky that would have sent the two of you into an entirely equal verbal battle of wit, but at the last minute you seemed to visibly deflate, all vigour and fighting spirit leaking from your depleted form. Alex noticed and stopped in his sweeping for a moment to look expectantly at you. You glanced up, biting the inside of your cheek.

“Will you help me cover it up?” you asked undecidedly.

“Hey, I’m a surgeon, not a plasterer,” Alex argued, pointing a finger at you. “I’m not here to do anything other than raid your dad’s wine cupboard and look after the little mites. You cover it up.”

You drew your knees up to your chest and wrapped your arms around them. You had an uncanny ability to look especially younger than you were, something that unknowingly aided you in getting your way most, if not all, times. Unsurprisingly you were far less successful with those who knew you, not that you were ever consciously using it in an attempt to get what you wanted. Though Alex was as immune as Derek and Meredith, it seemed the hours he’d been working with sick children just before arriving here had softened him somewhat.

Rolling his eyes to himself, he finished cleaning up the glass before glancing around the room for a moment.

“Any spare picture frames around here, Y/N?”

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send me the first sentence of a fanfic and i’ll write the next five, except i don’t know when to stop writing so i guarantee there’ll be more than five

#grey’s anatomy #alex karev #Alex x reader #Alex karev x reader #reader #reader fic #teen reader #teen!reader #mine #baby fic #Drabble #derek shepherd #meredith grey

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First of all, I want to thank all of you so much for the follows, likes, comments, reblogs and support in general! I can't believe I hit 50 followers so soon! I know it’s not much, but I actually didn’t expect any at all so I’m so happy!! Thank you ❤️

Now, this is how the celebration is going to work: first you chose a song and a character. Then send it to my requests with your pronoun of choice, along with any other specifications and I'll write you a fic based on the song! You can either send the song or specific quotes as prompts

To find the fics I will write, use the #Anastasia's 50 followers celebration

This event starts today (May 20th) and ends June 10th

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Songs:

Fluff (Romantic)

Paper Rings - Taylor Swift

London Boy - Taylor Swift

Love Story - Taylor Swift

Lover - Taylor Swift

King of My Heart - Taylor Swift

Willow - Taylor Swift

Crazier - Taylor Swift

New Year’s Day - Taylor Swift

Daylight - Taylor Swift

Jump Then Fall - Taylor Swift

How You Get The Girl - Taylor Swift

You Are In Love - Taylor Swift

It’s Nice To Have A Friend - Taylor Swift

Today Was A Fairytale - Taylor Swift

State Of Grace - Taylor Swift

Mine - Taylor Swift

Delicate - Taylor Swift

Say You Won't Let Go - James Arthur

Naked - James Arthur

Rewrite The Stars - James Arthur + Anne-Marie

I Won't Give Up - Jason Mraz

I'm Yours - Jason Mraz

Thinking Out Loud - Ed Sheeran

Tenerife Sea - Ed Sheeran

How Would You Feel (Paean) - Ed Sheeran

Kiss Me - Ed Sheeran

Afterglow - Ed Sheeran

Lego House - Ed Sheeran

Dive - Ed Sheeran

Galway Girl - Ed Sheeran

Everything Has Changed - Ed Sheeran + Taylor Swift

I Was Made For Loving You - Tori Kelly + Ed Sheeran

Make You Feel My Love -Adele

One Call Away - Charlie Puth

Chasing Cars - Snow Patrol

Just The Way You Are - Bruno Mars

Count On Me - Bruno Mars

Little Things - One Direction

Night Changes - One Direction

Can't Help Falling In Love - Elvis Presley

Andante, Andante - ABBA

Waterloo - ABBA

All Of Me - John Legend

Ocean Eyes - Billie Eilish

Snowman - Sia

A Thousand Years - Christina Perri

Arms - Christina Perri

Teenage Dream - Katy Perry

Halo - Beyoncé

The Only Exception - Paramore

Dandelions - Ruth B

Someone To You - BANNERS

Would You Be So Kind - Dodie

Someone You Like - The Girl and The Dreamcatcher

If I Could Tell Her - Ben Platt

Absolutely Smitten - Dodie

How Long Will I Love - Ellie Goulding

Angst (Romantic)

Good 4 u - Olivia Rodrigo

Drivers License - Olivia Rodrigo

Deja Vu - Olivia Rodrigo

Brutal - Olivia Rodrigo

Traitor - Olivia Rodrigo

Enough For You - Olivia Rodrigo

1 step forward, 3 steps back - Olivia Rodrigo

Happier - Olivia Rodrigo

Jealousy, Jealousy- Olivia Rodrigo

Favourite Crime - Olivia Rodrigo

Hope Ur Ok - Olivia Rodrigo

Betty - Taylor Swift

Exile - Taylor Swift

Teardrops On My Guitar - Taylor Swift

Wildest Dreams - Taylor Swift

Tolerate It - Taylor Swift

You’re Not Sorry - Taylor Swift

Should’ve Said No - Taylor Swift

White Horse - Taylor Swift

You Belong With Me - Taylor Swift

My Tears Ricochet - Taylor Swift

Back to December - Taylor Swift

Breathe - Taylor Swift

The 1 - Taylor Swift

All Too Well - Taylor Swift

Invisible String - Taylor Swift

Evermore - Taylor Swift

Lose You To Love Me - Selena Gomez

The Heart Wants What It Wants - Selena Gomez

When I Was Your Man -Bruno Mars

Someone Like You - Adele

Hello - Adele

All I Ask - Adele

Let Her Go - Passenger

Say Something - A Great Big World

Stay With Me - Sam Smith

California King Bed - Rihanna

Take a Bow - Rihanna

Broken Hearted Girl - Beyoncé

Tonight I Wanna Cry - Keith Urban

The Winner Takes It All - ABBA

SOS - ABBA

One Of Us - ABBA

Half a Heart - One Direction

Yesterday - The Beatles

If The World Was Ending - Julia Michaels

Colors - Halsey

Happier - Ed Sheeran

One Last Time - Ariana Grande

Why’d You Only Call Me When You High - Artic Monkeys

Play Date - Melanie Martinez

Just a Friend to You - Meghan Trainor

All I Want - Kodaline

Love You From A Distance - Ashley Kutcher

Potential Breakup Song - Aly & AJ

I Don’t Wanna See You With Her - Maria Mena

Let Her Go - Passenger

All My Tears - Ane Brun

Always On My Mind - Elvis Presley

Someone to you - Lewis Capaldi

Before You Go - Lewis Capaldi

Others

Sit Still, Look Pretty - Daya

How To Be A Heartbreaker - MARINA

No Body, No Crime - Taylor Swift

Look What You Made Me Do - Taylor Swift

Blank Space - Taylor Swift

You Need To Calm Down - Taylor Swift

Getaway Car -Taylor Swift

Gorgeous - Taylor Swift

Bad Blood - Taylor Swift

The Man - Taylor Swift

22 - Taylor Swift

Dorothea - Taylor Swift

Marjorie - Taylor Swift

The Best Day - Taylor Swift

Mirrorball - Taylor Swift

I Forgot That You Existed - Taylor Swift

This Is Why We Can't Have Nice Things - Taylor Swift

The Lakes - Taylor Swift

The Last Great American Dynasty - Taylor Swift

Since U Been Gone - Kelly Clarkson

When I Kissed The Teacher - ABBA

I Have A Dream - ABBA

I've Been Waiting For You - ABBA

You'll Be In My Heart - Phil Collins

Titanium - David Guetta (feat. Sia)

F**ckin' Perfect - P!nk

New Rules - Dua Lipa

IDGAF - Dua Lipa

Bad Guy - Billie Eilish

You Should See Me in A Crown - Billie Eilish

COPYCAT - Billie Eilish

Count On Me - Bruno Mars

Stand By You - Rachel Platten

Firework - Katy Perry

Because You Loved Me - Céline Dion

See You Again - Wiz Khalifa + Charlie Puth

NO - Meghan Trainor

Skyfall - Adele

Gasoline - Halsey

Castle On The Hill - Ed Sheeran

Save Myself - Ed Sheeran

Supermarket Flowers - Ed Sheeran

Small Bump - Ed Sheeran

Growing Up - Macklemore, Ryan Lewis, Ed Sheeran

7 Rings - Ariana Grande

Bad Liar - Selena Gomez

Rare - Selena Gomez

Who Says - Selena Gomez

I Turn To You - Christina Aguilera

Till There Was You - The Beatles

Sweetest Devotion - Adele

ps: sorry, I'm a Swiftie and a Sheerio <3

Characters

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ACOTAR: Rhysand, Cassian, Azriel, Lucien, Helion, Tarquin, kallias and Tamlin.

BRIDGERTON: Anthony Bridgerton, Benedict Bridgerton, Colin Bridgerton and Simon Basset.

GRISHAVERSE: Nikolai, Mal, The Darkling, Kaz, Matthias, Jesper, Wylan and David.

THRONE OF GLASS: Dorian Havilliard and Chaol Westfall.

HARRY POTTER: Harry, Ron, Neville, Draco, George, Fred, Oliver, Cedric, Young Sirius, Young James and Young Remus.

PRIDE AND PREJUDICE: Mr Darcy and Mr Bingley.

MARVEL: Steve, Bucky, Sam, Pietro, Loki, Thor, Peter Parker, Ned, Tony, Bruce, Vision, Clint, T'Challa, Scott Lang, James Rhodes, Peter Quill and Stephen Strange.

THE HUNGER GAMES: Peeta, Gale and Finnick.

GREY'S ANATOMY: Derek Shepherd, Andrew DeLuca, Alex Karev, Jackson Avery, Mark Sloan, George O'Malley, Link, Koracick and Ben Warren.

TEEN WOLF: Scott, Stiles, Derek, Isaac, Liam and Jackson.

THE VAMPIRE DIARIES: Damon, Stefan, Matt, Klaus, Elijah and Kai.

NARNIA: Peter, Edmund and Caspian.

STAR WARS: Anakin, Obi Wan, Kylo, Han, Luke, Poe, Finn and Din Djarin.

Character x platonic!/sis!/bro!/enemy!/daughter!/son!/mentor!/or anything else platonic Reader

ACOTAR: Rhysand, Cassian, Azriel, Feure, Nesta, Elain, Mor, Amren, Nyx, Lucien, Tarquin, Helion, Kallias, Tamlin, Ianthe, Suriel and Bone Carver.

GRISHAVERSE: Nikolai, Mal, Darkling, David, Alina, Bahgra, Zoya, Tamar, Tolya, Apparat, Kaz, Matthias, Jesper, Wylan, Nina, Inej, Tantee Heleen and Pekka Rollins.

THRONE OF GLASS: Dorian, Chaol and Aelin.

BRIDGERTON: Anthony, Benedict, Colin; Daphne, Eloise, Francesca, Gregory, Hyacinth, Lady Violet, Simon, Lady Danbury, Penelope, Lady Portia Featherington, Marina, Sienna, Genevieve, Cressida and Queen Charlotte.

HARRY POTTER: Harry, Ron, Hermione, Neville, Ginny, Luna, Draco, George, Fred, Oliver, Cedric, Cho, Seamus, Fleur, Pansy, Myrtle, Sirius (old or young), James (old or young), Remus (old or young), Lily (old or young), Molly, Arthur, Bill, Percy, Charlie, Xenophilus Lovegood, Snape, Dumbledore, McGonagall, Hagrid, Moody, Flitwick, Umbridge, Bellatrix, Voldemort, Lucius, Narcissa, Peter Pettigrew, Helga Hufflepuff, Salazar Slytherin, Godric Gryffindor, Rowena Ravenclaw, Dobby and Nearly Headless Nick.

PRIDE AND PREJUDICE: Mr Darcy, Georgiana Darcy, Mr Bingley, Caroline Bingley, Elizabeth Bennet, Jane Bennet, Mary Bennet, Lydia Bennet, Catherine Bennet, Charlotte Lucas, Wickam, Mr Collins, Mr Bennet, Mrs Bennet.

MARVEL: Steve, Peggy, Sharon, Natasha, Bucky, Sam, Carol, Monica Rambeau, Pietro, Wanda, Agatha Harkness, Loki, Frigga, Odin, Hela, Thor, Heimdall, Jane Foster, Darcy Lewis, Valkyrie, Peter Parker, Ned, MJ, Tony, Pepper, Morgan, Happy, Howard, Bruce, Vision, Clint, T'Challa, Shuri, Scott, Hope, Hank, Cassie, James Rhodes, Peter Quill, Gamora, Mantis, Nebula, Groot, Rocket, Drax, Stephen Strange, Wong, Nick Fury, Phil Coulson, Maria Hill, Thanos, Ancient One, Red Skull, Ultron, John Walker and Zemo.

THE HUNGER GAMES: Katniss, Peeta, Gale, Finnick, Haymitch, Rue, President Snow, Primrose, Effie, Cinna and Johanna.

GREY'S ANATOMY: Meredith, Derek, Andrew, Alex, Jackson, Mark, Lexie, Cristina, April, Izzie, George, Callie, Owen, Addison, Arizona, Miranda, Amelia, Link, Burke, Teddy, Maggie, Richard, Carina, Ben Warren, Megan Hunt, Ellis Grey, Catherine Avery and Tom Koracick.

TEEN WOLF: Scott, Stiles, Malia, Lydia, Allison, Derek, Isaac, Liam, Jackson, Peter Hale, Chris Argent, Sheriff Stilinski, Kira, Melissa McCall and Noshiko Yukimura.

THE VAMPIRE DIARIES: Damon, Elena, Katherine, Stefan, Caroline, Bonnie, Jenna, Klaus, Elijah, Rebeka, Sheriff Forbes, Kai and Lexi.

NARNIA: Peter, Susan, Edmund, Lucy, Caspian and Aslan.

STAR WARS: Anakin, Padme, Yoda, Jarjar, Obi Wan, Kylo, Rey, Han, Leia, Luke, Poe, Finn and Din Djarin and Grogu.

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Masterlist

CHARACTERS / TV SHOWS & MOVIES

MARVEL

Bucky Barnes

Fall Apart

Steve Rogers

No One's Perfect

Beauty and the Beast

Gaston

It's a deal

It’s a date

Change

Prince Adam/ The Beast

Human Again

True Love

Lumiere

Nothing else matters but you

All I’ve ever wanted

Grey’s Anatomy

Derek Shepherd

Give her back to me

Jackson Avery

Is everything alright?

I can’t live without you

Mark Sloan

Everything’s alright

Mark Sloan text

Alex Karev

You did what?

Imagine having a baby with Alex

Fast and Furious

Brian O’Conner

You’re what?

Stood up

Imagine having a baby with Brian O’Conner

Stranger Things

Steve Harrington

That's for me

Game of Thrones

Robb Stark

The Lion and The Wolf

I’ll never leave you

Jamie Lannister

Madness: part one , part two

Teen Wolf

Derek Hale

Soulmates

You’re back

Jealous Much?

You die, I die

Narnia

Peter Pevensie

Rhythm of the tambourine: part one

Newsies

Crutchie

I’ve got you

The Walking Dead

Rick Grimes

Little Girl

Les Miserables

Enjolras

Imagine impressing Enjolras

Harry Potter

George Weasley

Imagine going to the Yule Ball with George

Hamilton

Lafayette

Imagine being betrothed to Lafayette

GIF SETS

Beauty and the Beast (x)

Gaston (x)

Newsies Movie 2017: set 1

Newsies Movie 2017: Race

Newsies Movie 2017: Jack Kelly

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MASTERLIST

Requests are open for any of the fandoms ( Click ) (feel free to suggest one and I’ll let you know if I can) and if you want smut here’s what the limits are ( Click )

Festive Prompt List (Christmas) -> CLICK Prompt List (Spooky) -> TBA Prompt List (General) -> TBA

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Key -

(S) - Smut

(F) - Fluff

(P) - Preference

(I) - Imagine

(H) Headcannon

(A) Angst

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Marvel

Never Along - Tony Stark X Avenger!Reader (F)

Only You - Tony Stark X Reader (F)

Where Did Everybody Go? - Tony Stark X Ex-Hydra!Reader (A)

My Speedster - Pietro Maximoff X Reader (S)

Progress - Wanda Maximoff X Reader (F)

Natasha Romanoff taking care of you when you’re sick would include (H)

Sign Me Up - Frank Castle X Reader (F)

Family First - Frank Castle X Reader (F)

Her Habits - Trish Walker X Reader (F)

Trouble Find Me - Bucky Barnes X Hydra!Reader (F)

Bottom Of The River - Peter Parker X Reader (A)

Fix You - Peter Parker X Male!Reader (A) (F)

Peter Parker Fluff Alphabet (F)

X-gene - Logan Howlett X Reader (A)

Rock The Bed - Logan Howlett X Reader (S)

Psych 101 - Thor Odinson X Reader (F)

Running Out Of Time - Stephen Strange X Avenger!Reader (A)

The Walking Dead

Ambushed - Negan X Reader (F)

Defensive - Negan X Reader (S)

Moving On - Negan X Reader (F)

Pleading Innocent - Negan X Reader (F)

Under My Protection - Negan X Teen!Fem!Reader (F)

Dandelion - Negan X Reader (pt. 2) (pt. 3) (F) (A)

Freezing Storm - Negan X Reader (F)

Hunter Down - Daryl Dixon X Reader (F)

Panicked Love - Daryl Dixon X Reader (F)

Reality - Daryl Dixon X Reader (A)

Saved You First - Daryl Dixon X Teen!Fem!Reader (F)

My Way Or The Highway - Daryl DIxon X Reader (A)

Unbelievable - Rick Grimes X Reader (A)

Trust Issues - Aaron X Fem!Teen!Reader (F)

Friend On The Other Side - Aaron X Teen!Whisperer!Reader (F) (A)

Supernatural

Fall For Me - Dean Winchester X Angel!Reader (F)

Creep - Dean Winchester X Reader (A)

Paper Crown - Sam Winchester X Male! Reader (F)

Sleeping Grace - Castiel X Hunter!Reader (F) (A)

I’ve Got You - Gabriel X Hunter!Reader (F)

DC Comics

My Drug - Arthur Fleck/Joker X Crazy!Reader (F)

I Don’t Know You - Red Hood X Male!Reader (A) (F)

I’m Serious - Red Hood X Trans!Oc (Nova) (F)

Harley Quinn Being Jealous Would Include. . . (H)

My Hero Academia

In The Hands Of The Enemy - Dabi X Fem!Reader (F)

Let’s Hang Out Sometime - Tomura Shigaraki X Reader (F) (A)

Swapped - Shota Aizawa X Hero!Fem!Reader (F)

Please. . . - Shota Aizawa X Hizashi Yamada X Hero!Reader (A) (F)

Is Something Burning? - Shoto Todoroki X Reader (F) (A)

Gotham

Jerome Valeska Being Jealous Would Include. . . (H)

Harvey Bullock Being Jealous Would Include. . . (H)

Flirty Mood - Harvey Bullock X Reader (F)

My Queen - Barbara Kean X Female!Reader (F)

One In A Million - Barbara Kean X Reader (F)

Always - Barbara Kean X Reader (F)

Not Next - Jonathan Crane X OC (F)

Breathe In, Breathe Out - Jonathan Crane X Villain!Reader (F) (A)

Run Away - Jim Gordon X Teen!Reader (F)

Unhealthy Obsession - Edward Nygma X Reader (A)

I Think I Broke Something - Oswald Cobblepot X Reader (A) (F)

Criminal Minds

Meant To Be - JJ X Reader (F)

My Life For Yours - Spencer Ried X Reader (A)

Lucifer

Sinnerman - Lucifer X Reader (F)

Law & Order SVU

Gamble Your Heart Away - Amanda Rollins X Reader (F)

Buried In Work - Dominick “Sonny” Carisi X Reader (F)

Big Brother

Our Little Secret - Nicole Franzel X Reader (F)

The 100

I Promise You - Clarke Griffin X Reader (A) (F)

Fight For You - Lexa X Reader (F)

Grey’s Anatomy

Meredith Grey Fluff Alphabet (F)

Date Me - Mark Sloan X Reader (F)

Friends With Benefits - Lexie Grey X Shepherd!Reader (S)

School Girl Crush - Lexie Grey X Fem!Shepherd!Reader (F)

His Eyes - Derek Shepherd X Reader (A)

A Little Bit Of Luck - Derek Shepherd X Sloan!Reader (A) (F)

Scream To The Heavens - Izzie Stevens X Sloan!Reader (F)

Love Bug - Izzie Stevens X Reader (F)

Love to - Arizona Robbins X Field!Reader (F)

Stand By You - Lucy Fields X Reader (F)

They Look So Pretty When The Bleed - Alex Karev X Reader (A) (F)

Soul Eater

Drunk Words Sober Intent - Older!Deathscythe!Soul X Fem!Reader (F)

Seven Deadly Sins

For The Greater Good - Ban X Sin!Reader (F) (A)

Dead To Me

Cuddling With Judy Hale Would Includ. . . (H)

Halo

Team Osiris Cuddles (P)

Vale Trying To Make You Feel Better Would Include (H)

Perfect Week - Olympia Vale X Reader (F)

Lazy Day - Human!Cortana X Reader (F)

Orange Is The New Black

Love Doctors - Lorna Morello X Reader (F)

Apple Pie Life - Maritza Ramos X Fem!Reader (F)

Found Me - Maritza Ramos X Fem!Reader (A) (F)

American Horror Story

Go Bite In The Night - James March X Reader (S)

Saying “I love you” to Mary Eunice first would include (H)

Jealousy Got The Best Of Me - Nora Montgomery X Reader (F)

My Light House - Misty Day X Reader (F)

YouTuber’s

Noodle - Courtney Miller (Smosh) X Reader (F)

This Is War - Mark Fischbach (Markiplier) X Reader (F)

Markiplier (Egos)

Evermore - Darkiplier X Reader (A)

Requiem - Darkiplier X Reader (A) (F)

Twilight (Pt. 2) - Darkiplier X Reader (A) (F)

Holiday Season - Darkiplier X Reader (F)

All I Want - Darkiplier X Reader (F)

In Your Head - Wilford Warfstache X Reader (A)

Adventure’s Call - Illinois X Reader (F)

Dead On Arrival - Illinois X Reader (F) (A)

Musical Friend - Yancy X Reader (F)

Parole - Yancy X Reader (F)

Meant To Be Yous’ - Yandere!Yancy X Reader (A)

Poking The Bear - The Host X Reader (F)

The Perfect Gift - The Host X Reader (F)

Panic Room - The Host X Reader (F)

In All Of The Seven Seas - Captain Magnum X Fem!Reader (F)

Pirates of the Caribbean

Beautiful As The Sea - Elizabeth Swann X Reader (F)

Aphmau Series’

Anger - Zane Ro’meave X Reader (F)

Celebrities

Missing You - Jeffrey Dean Morgan X Reader (S) (F)

Who Do You Belong To? - Jeffrey Dean Morgan X Reader (S)

Set Sex - Lauren Cohan X Reader (S)

Sleeping Beauty - Evan Peters X Reader (F)

Promise - Patrick Stump X Reader (F)

Snoopin’ Around - Jennifer Aniston X Reader (A)

Video Games

Fallout 4 Casefile - Nick Valentine X Reader (A)

Until Dawn Session 3 - Chris Heartley X Reader (A)

Santa’s List - Samantha Giddings X Reader (F)

Alien Isolation Where Do You Think You’re Going? - Amanda Ripley X Reader (F)

Victorious

Movie Night - Jade West X Reader (F)

Run Along - Jade West X Reader (F)

Confidence - Jade West X Reader (F)

Good Looking Mess - Jade West X Reader (F)

Disney

Under The Mistletoe - Elsa X Reader (F)

Secret Love - Elsa X Fem!Reader (F)

The Office

Halloween Mishap - Pam X Reader (F)

NCIS

Injured On The Job - Ziva David X Reader (F)

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