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So, how’d the ultrasound go? Everything okay?

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i’m almost done part two of pepermint i love you’s ! it’ll be up on Saturday or Sunday!

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Could you make fanfic about them finding out the sex of their baby? Or even better, one where Amelia goes into labour!

i’d love to! i have one more request to finish up and an idea, but i’ll add this to my list for sure !! // @darkuniversityzonkshoe

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is the second part to peppermint i love yous coming soon? i’m so excited 🥺

hiiii! it is for sure, I was super busy over the holidays and then I got my wisdom teeth removed but if that’s something you’d still be interested in, let me know! it’s half written so it wouldn’t take much time at all. / @amelinkspeanut

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okay, honestly part two of the fanfic will be up tomorrow, the 25th probably. xx happy holidays.

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Peppermint I Love You’s.

A/N: honestly, can’t lie, I’m a little bit rusty in writing this, but I’m excited to get something out.  Also, I just realized this changes from the third person to the first person in the middle, my bad. Hopefully, with the next fic I’ll be back to having their voices down better than in this one. This is part one of a two-parter and I’ll try to get the second part out before the holiday’s! If I don’t though, I hope that those of you who celebrate have a Merry Christmas/Happy Holiday and for those of you who don’t, I hope you had a great December! Let me know what you think!

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The ugly puffer jacket seemed to be the only thing to fit over her bump, the remembrance of her winter jacket from last Christmas’ snowfall tucked away in her closet as she gripped tightly to her boyfriends hand. Link had conned her into this winter market thing with promises of her newest craving; peppermint hot chocolate, though she was starting to think he’d lied and there was no hot chocolate.

“You tricked me, there’s no stand!” Mumbled words fell for the ortho-surgeon to hear, her breath creating cool wisps of air as she spoke, though his quiet laugh caught her off guard and she could hardly concentrate on the childhood memories that the chill in the air brought back because soon her head was turning toward the male in question, a pout raising on her rosy face at the noise that escaped him, but then her eyes caught the booth in front of them and the pout was replaced by a bright grin. Here it was, she knew it, at least that was what she was telling herself, after all she was never wrong. “Aha, I knew we’d find it! Come on, can we get some now?” Without even an answer from the man in question, Amelia was tugging him toward the line, his free hand resting on her hip to keep her steady. All she had really found out with leaving the house was that the newfound snow and her extra weight made her the slightest bit prone to slipping, and slipping scared the shit out of her. It wasn’t like she was scared of walking, but Link’s hold to her hip really did ground her for a moment as they stepped into line. He was good at that, calming her with just a simple touch which was why the kiss to the top of her head as he snaked beside yet behind her allowed a sigh to fall from her lips well she leaned into him. “You know, I don’t know why you asked… You didn’t really give me much of a choice. You’re lucky I love you.”

Link wasn’t about to deny her the experience of her seemingly new favourite drink though it was hardly the healthiest,  after all she was growing their child and what the baby wanted, the baby got. Truth be told, his hands were freezing and wrapping them in a warm drink wasn’t above him either which was why with the thought of the hot cocoa on his mind he hadn’t even realized that he’d said I love you. It wasn’t exactly the most natural three words to fall from his lips until now, but unknown to him the brunette in his grasp was mulling over them like it was the first time as they moved up in the line.

It didn’t take long to get to the front though Amelia was silent the entire time. It wasn’t until the person in front of them was ordering did Link realize what he had said. Sure, the whole slow thing had gone out the window about seven months ago, but he still didn’t want to make her uncomfortable, he knew she had issues with the whole love thing and instantly he panicked because he did too, they both did. “I think I said the wrong thing, not that my feelings are wrong, I just don’t want you to have to feel like you have to say it back. You don’t ever have to say it back, I know the past year has been a lot and just because we’re having a baby together doesn’t mean that —“ Unknown to both of them, they’d automatically moved up to the front of the line and the teenager at the stand gave them a polite smile, her notepad, and pen poised to take their order, but neither was paying attention even if Link did give the girl a smile back. “What can I get for —“ “Shut up!” The words that left Amelia’s mouth caused Link to gasp and the girl taking the order to raise a brow, her eyes narrowing. It wasn’t like Amelia had been paying attention though, not until her brain caught up with her and she realized that the two were at the front of the line. Widened eyes as she glanced at the tired-looking girl with an apologetic smile though she still held up her finger to single a moment's pause, eventually turning to her boyfriend again. Everything was good between them, they were happy, they were having a baby and most nights she slept at his place, using the key under the mat to get in though they never worried about officially moving in together. Everything was picture perfect minus a good hiccup or two though every relationship had their fights. Why wouldn’t she say it too? Why wouldn’t she feel it? “It’s not the wrong thing, this between us? It’s never been the wrong thing, Link. You’re the right thing, you’ve been the right thing the entire time. I love you too and not just for the hot chocolate. I love you because you’re… different, and you keep me grounded. I love you because you’re going to be the best father to our baby. I just do and I should’ve said it sooner.” With that, her arms come to wrap around his neck and though it isn’t the most comfortable thing with her belly in the way, they’re kissing. It’s like the entire world disappears and it’s just them until the grumbles behind the couple are heard and the girl who’s set to take their order clears her throat. Finally, the two pull back from one another, cheeks red with blush and not with cold, in fact, both of their hearts are pretty warm. “So glad you’re ready now, what can I get for you?”

Ten minutes later and the two are seated on a bench, Amelia curled into Links side for some extra warmth, the silence between them is no longer deafening, everything out in the open for once, but it’s this time, Amelia who breaks the peaceful silence, her blues finding his with a twinkle that hadn’t been there before. The battle within herself she’d been feeling since the first time he’d said anything about falling in love with her is gone and is instead replaced by a sense of happiness. Dare she say it, Christmas Cheer? “You know, usually I work on Christmas, but Bailey’s into the whole you’re having a baby, you better get used to staying home for the holidays thing, so I wasn’t allowed to put my name down.” Nervously her fingers play with his from the hand resting on her knee and she rolls her eyes at how silly this whole nervous thing is. It isn’t until Link lightly nudges her does she continue, “anyways, the point is. I got gifts for the kids and Mer and Maggie… and we’re doing the entire thing in the morning, Pyjamas, breakfast, hot cocoa, Santa, movies… normal people things. Do you, uh wanna come? You could come over Christmas Eve, we could have a slumber party.”

The way her eyebrow suggestively raised wasn’t what got him to agree, it was the way she looked at him with hope-filled eyes as if she really wanted him there, and maybe just maybe it tugged on his heartstrings a little bit so, with a nod, he tilted her chin up, a soft kiss pressing to her lips before he pulled back to give her a smile. “I think I can make that work, I wasn’t planning to do anything, anyways. But, you could’ve warned me days ago, that way I could’ve got stuff for the kids.” Her head shakes, a dimpled smile falling as she rests against his shoulder. “We can share presents, I’ll just put your name down on the ones I got. I’m sure I’ll be doing that for the next eighteen years anyway.”

The implication that they’re staying together for many Christmas’ to come fills both their hearts with joy they didn’t know they had, but neither will confirm the thought out loud. Instead, almost at the same time, two cups lift to two mouths, the taste of peppermint I love you’s coating tastebuds as they both think about the future.  

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can you write something where amelink are having christmas with mer and the kids. they’re cuddling on the couch watching the kids open their presents and amelia is getting all emotional bc link is rubbing her bump and talking about how next christmas they’re gonna have their own baby with them. 😭

EXCUSE ME, IM CRYING. YES THE FUCK I CAN! Honestly, it’ll work as a part two to the fic I’m currently writing. THIS IS SO CUTE. / / @amelinksbaby.

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hi , i’m currently working on an amelink holiday fic set in current time !!  if you have any prompts please feel free to send them here though !! sorry for my absence. 

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I   didn’t   want   to   leave   her    a l o n e.

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friends don’t. ✧  chapter 001.

a/n: honestly so sorry this took me so long, all of my other ideas kinda failed, but here we are with this. Friends Don’t by Maddie and Tae remind me so much of Amelink and as I was listening to that last night, I got ideas! Hope you guys enjoy the first chapter! Let me know. xx.

TW: throw up.

------------------------------ They don't cancel other plans Have conversations with nothing but their eyes They don't hear each other's names and forget to concentrate Hits a nerve and lights you up like dynamite.

A fever, she’d felt it coming on long before it actually happened. Her body had been aching for days, Zola and Bailey had both started school only to come home on their third day and throw up early into the night and late into the next day, and with no surgeries? She’d played doctor, holding back hair, giving Tylenol and cuddles where she could and now? Two days later, she was suffering. It had to be midnight, maybe later, her skin burning up even with just a tank top and underwear on, even the blanket had been shoved to the edge of the bed but here she was still suffering. Maybe she just needed water, but just as she was reaching for the bottle on the nightstand, iPhone lit with a text.

[ A. LINCOLN. ]: I know what you said, that you needed time but I haven’t seen you in days and your name isn’t on the board. Just thought I’d check in… if you’re avoiding Hunt, he’s got paternity leave, they both do. Friends check on each other, so I just wanted to know. Amelia found herself sighing as she read the message, not because the message annoyed her but because it did the opposite, it made her heart flutter in her chest. What could she do, tell him that? Tell him that his concern made her the happiest she’d been in days? No way. Instead, even though she’d already left him on read, she twisted the cap from her water bottle and took a grateful sip, thanking god that the water had at least left her a little less parched than she’d felt only a moment earlier. Picking up her phone and reading the message over she considered exiting the app and trying to sleep but it was useless and that she knew. She’d just think about it again and again, plus with the fever there was no way she was getting sleep and so finally her fingers began to move against the screen.

[ A. SHEPHERD. ]: Hey, it’s nice of you to check. I’m not avoiding Owen though, Zola and Bailey snagged the flu as a back to school gift and I was the only one who didn’t have a thousand surgeries, Aunt Amy to the rescue. But now I think I’m down for the count, you probably won’t see me for the rest of the week. It’s late though, you should sleep, bet you’ve got bones to set in the AM. Jealous!! It was like he was waiting for the response, the delivered receipt turning to read almost instantly and the bubbles popping up. Yet as she watched them, her stomach twisting and turning with every second, she realized that she in fact was going to be sick. Even good deeds were met with karma in return apparently, and soon the neurosurgeon was leaning over the trash, contents of whatever she’d ate for dinner escaping her. Somewhere in between heaving, the brunettes phone pinged with a response but it wasn’t even until she flopped back a few moments later did she realize. [ A. LINCOLN. ]:  How sweet, true superheroes are the aunts of the world. Didn’t you get your flu shot? They give em out for free at the work place.  Ah, got plans with Richie and Deluca, not going home just yet - that’d be a waste of a successful surgery. Eyes rolled as she read the message, it was like she could taste the smugness through her cellphone. Jackass, but still his words caused a slight smile to fall onto her sick features even though her head was pounding as she began to type. [ A. SHEPHERD. ]: Threw up, that’s what I get I guess. Have a good time with the guys. Congrats on the surgery. It only took a moment for the read receipt to pop up again but this time, no bubbles. Not that he owed her a response or anything of the sort. A quiet sigh of regret and she tossed the phone under he pillow before rolling on her side to try and sleep again. The disappointment mixed with illness swirled in her stomach as she tossed and turned for a while before the brunette heard her phone ping again about thirty minutes later. What the hell? He better not have been drunk texting her, he sadly was no longer a frat boy and that shit was cringe as hell. Tugging out the pesky phone from where she’d buried it, the surgeon was surprised to see the message left for her. [ A. LINCOLN. ]: Can you unlock the door? Don’t wanna wake up the kids, Meredith scares me. Though confused, Amelia stretched her achy limbs and padded across the floor, grabbing that thin robe she kept and then made her way downstairs. Everything hurt, vision was a little fuzzy and she was for sure going to be sick again, but it seemed her eyes lit up as she peaked through the peephole to see the man she seemed to let down time and time again. Slowly she unlocked and pulled it open, confusion on her features though she let him in anyhow. “Thought you had plans? I’m really not up for company plus I smell like -“ “Puke, I know… but it doesn’t matter. I bought you some stuff. Wanna go back up stairs or what?” There was this hint of smile on his features, and she seemed to blush before leading the way back to her room, the only thing heard were the footsteps that quietly followed her up the stairs. After the bedroom door was locked it wasn’t long before her face fell, giving into the ache as she settled back on the mattress only for her visitor to give her a look of concern. “You’re really sick, hey?” A nod and thick swallow, she wouldn’t throw up again, she refused but the nod hadn’t helped, just made her a lot more dizzy. It wasn’t often Amelia got sick, the flu hadn’t hit her since she was younger ; a reminder of her mother smoothing dirty hair from her forehead as a child. Curling into the pillows, Amelia couldn’t help but silently reach out for him, a softness on her features that he’d never seen before. Vulnerability settling in as she did. “I want my mom but she’s in Westchester. Hold me?”

Her skin was warm with fever, she knew that he wouldn’t hold her with his jeans and thick t-shirt on, but she didn’t care. Though her eyes did close, maybe for privacy, as he undressed down to boxers. It was the first time that she’d been around him sans clothes where she wasn’t naked as well. An odd instance but after he hadn’t entered the bed, her eyes opened again, frown following as she watched him rummage in the grocery bag he held before. “What are you doing? Sleep time.”

Finally, he produced a gingerale and a straw, tiny pack of Tylenol coming with him. Opening the bottle, straw made it’s way in then he held it out to her. Her eyes still curious, the neurosurgeon took it, a grateful sip following as she watched him open the Tylenol. Finally, the Ortho surgeon climbed in beside her, propping her pillows the right way and holding out two tiny pills. They weren’t addictive but it still wasn’t often that Amelia took meds of any kind, the fever, the ache and headache were all frustrating her though so without a thought she swallowed them down, slow sips of the soda following. After that Amelia snuggled down, allowing the blanket to filter over top of the two even though she was hot. Head resting on his chest, she suddenly remembered. “What about your plans?” A soft kiss to her head even though he knew he was probably getting sick after this but he didn't care, only tightening his grip around her waist. “Friends take care of friends when they’re sick. I can hang out with Deluca and Webber anytime. Go to sleep, Amelia.” As her breathing evened out, his chin resting on her head, there was something Atticus realized; Friends don’t go out of their way like this.

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Jackson Avery, the OG merluca shipper

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after  two months with no ideas i finally have an amelink fic in the works !! hope to post it sometime this week.

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This is my husband

Grey’s Anatomy 15x21 PROMO

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we out here amelink fanfic-ing the world because we dESERVE IT.

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Amelia Shepherd; the strongest person I know.