#*greys

[robntunney]

TV Appreciation Week '24 Day 7 : free choice: a character that I miss | LEXIE GREY

The depth of grief that you felt with all the losses… it’s because of the depth of love. As long as you’re alive, you get to feel it and you get to do something about it. Everything changes all the time when you’re alive, and all the time, you fight the change. You cling onto what you have and what you know, like that’s how it should always be.

[snowoiive]

[breathtakinglymiraculous]

Mika Yasuda & Taryn Helm Grey's Anatomy 20x02

[lopeirce]

cristina & alex | 10.02 I laughed way too hard at this last night

[suncaptor]

this is what grey's anatomy is about. to me.

[d-targaryenshoe]

Frozen Pain - Jackson Avery

Word count: 1600

Summary: Love that's real, doesn't know a distance, does it?

You're holding a cup of coffee, comfortable in the luxurious beige couch in your penthouse apartment in New York. You held a letter in your hand, visibly upset.

Hey y/n

I hope this letter finds you very fast. It has been quite some time since we last saw each other at the hospital, or even had a good talk.

And I wanted to let you know that everyone misses you so bad. The hospital just isn't the same without you, or our after-shift drinks at Joe's.

There have been changes since you left. So stay calm when reading this. But Jackson and Maggie are dating now. It came as a surprise to all of us, and it may seem evil but I miss seeing you happy with him.

 I thought you should know since you were...you know what I mean.

I know it's been a while since we last spoke, but I hope you'll find the time to write back when you receive this letter.

Take care, I hope to hear from you soon.

Amelia

"I can't believe this... Jackson and Maggie?" You muttered to yourself placing your cup of coffee on the table and folding the letter closed. 

Images of you and Jackson together, happy and in love, flash across the screen. The memories of your past relationship flood your mind.

You take a deep breath, trying to compose yourself. You pick up your phone and dial Amelia's number. After a few rings, she answers.

"You have no idea how much I waited to hear you." Amelia sounded emotional about the fact she noticed you calling for the first time after you had left. "Y/n?"

"Amelia, why didn't you tell me about them when I was still there?" Your voice trembled even if you didn't want it to. "I should've known, you know I should've."

" I didn't know how to break it to you. I thought it would be better if you heard it from me." Amelia spoke, sounding apologetic.

"Well, thanks for that. I can't believe he moved on so quickly." You sighed, leaning back into the couch, staring out of your window. "Maybe I left at the right time."

"I know it hurts, but y/n, you decided to leave Seattle. You had to follow your dreams, remember?" Amelia reminded you.

You sighed deeply, nodding your head even if she couldn't see. " I know, but it doesn't make it any easier. I thought what we had was special."

"It was special, and it still is. But sometimes life takes unexpected turns. You deserve happiness too, you know that." She answered on the other side.

" I just wish I didn't have to find out this way." You muttered, wiping away the tears that fell from your teary eyes.

"I understand. But remember, I'm here for you, no matter what." The Shepherd sister spoke. "Just remember, you're strong and capable of creating your happiness."

 "I will try to remember that." You hang up the phone and take a moment to collect yourself. Despite the pain, you know deep down that you made the right decision by pursuing your career in New York. 

You open your laptop that's on the coffee table and check your emails. You notice a mail from Jo with the subject 'Don't hate me'. You click on the email and start reading.

From: Jo Wilson 

Subject: Don't hate me

Hey y/n,

I hope you're all settled and doing great. I wanted to let you know something that happened yesterday. 

I bumped into Jackson and Maggie in the parking lot, and it seemed like they were arguing, or breaking up, or anything else that wasn't any good. And yes, sometimes I'm too nosy.

 I know your history with Jackson, so I thought I should let you know.

But here's the thing... I accidentally I repeat, accidentally, let it slip that you live in New York.

 I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to reveal any of it! Not without your permission. I just wanted to give you a heads-up that there's a big chance he's on his way to you. 

You quickly close the laptop, unsure of what to do next.

You grab your cup of coffee and walk over to the sink. You place the cup in the sink and turn on the faucet, letting the warm water flow.

"Might as well do something productive to distract me." You whispered to yourself, looking at the dishes. 

You proceed to wash the glasses, rinsing off any soap residue before placing them on a drying rack. 

Suddenly you hear a knock on the door. You cautiously make your way to the door and open it, revealing the last person you'd expect standing on the other side.

Not thinking for another second you tried to shut the door.

"Even three seconds is enough...I just need to know that you're okay." He said, placing a hand on the door, making sure you didn't close it. "Wilson told me you took the offer in New York. I just- I had to see it for myself."

"Well, as you can see. I'm in New York not in Seattle." You shrugged at the man you once fell for or still had, but you couldn't show. "Maggie knows you're here?"

"Who told you that..." He furrowed his eyebrows, taking his hand off the door. 

"Amelia wrote me, Jackson. I know you've moved on, so I think it's best if you do as well." You gave him a small smile, trying to close the door once again. 

 "You've been avoiding my calls and messages. Can we at least talk?" Jackson asked, his eyes staring back at yours. 

" I guess we can talk, but I'm not sure what there is left to say." You sighed, opening the door wider for him to walk inside. "What do you want to know?"

You closed the door, sitting down on your couch.

"I just want to understand why you left so suddenly without talking to me. I thought we had something special." He folded his hands on top of his knees, looking at you. 

You shook your head in denial, staring at the ceiling, feeling the tears pricking in your eyes. "Jackson, it's not that simple. Andrew died, Alex left, Meredith was going to leave, and I needed some time to process everyone leaving me."

"But why didn't you talk to me? We've always been open and honest with each other." Jackson turned his body towards you, leaning an arm on the couch headrest. 

" I know, and I'm sorry. I should have talked to you, but I was terrified. Scared of losing you, scared of facing my own emotions." You answered, placing your face in your hands. 

"I broke things off with Maggie, she...she doesn't feel as home as you do. We've been through hell and back, we can do it again." He said.

"Jackson, it's not that simple. We both have our baggage and unresolved issues. We can't just start from where everything ended?" You got up from the couch, walking over to the huge window, staring down at the busy city.

"I believe in us. I believe that we can work through our problems together." He spoke as you felt him standing behind you.

"I need time to figure things out. I need to understand my feelings and what I want. It's not fair to either of us to rush into anything." You replied, turning around, your heart quickening as you stared back into his bright eyes. 

As Jackson stood in front of you, his eyes filled with determination, you felt your resolve waver. 

"I'd do anything if I have to, only to make things work out between us," he said earnestly.

You let out a heavy sigh, "Jackson, you know it's not that simple. You've just left Maggie behind."

"I know, I know," he said, running a hand over his head. "But I've let go of things in the past that I regret now, but y/n, you? You're, you're something I could never regret, ever."

You turned back around, fighting back the emotions swirling inside of you. "I don't know if I can do this again." You whispered.

"Just...just give me a chance to show you." he pleaded, taking a step closer to you.

The memories flooded back, the laughs, the tears, the late-night conversations. Despite your best efforts, you felt a small smile tug at the corners of your lips. 

You looked up at him, and he smiled back, a hopeful glint in his eyes, and the city lights twinkled outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of your penthouse.

 He leaned in, and your heart skipped a beat as his lips met yours. The kiss was intense, filled with both longing and regret.

"What are we doing?" you whispered, breaking away.

"Right now? I don't know," he confessed. "But I miss this and I miss us."

The ache in his words mirrored your own emotions, but you knew it was dangerous to reopen old wounds. "We can't keep doing this to ourselves," you said, trying to keep your voice steady.

"I know, but I can't walk away." Jackson pleaded, his eyes searching yours.

A surge of conflicting emotions coursed through you, and you let out a frustrated moan. "And you think, I can?" you admitted, feeling the weight of those words hanging in the air.

He pulled you close, and a bittersweet laughter filled the room. "Then let's try," he said, his voice determined.

As you looked into his eyes, the city hummed in the background, and you knew this decision would change everything.

[cxrrodedcoffin]

the holy trinity of women i’d kill for ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ ꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱ ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

[lanadelnegan]

Cardiac Arrest

Denny Duquette x Female Reader

Summary: Your favorite patient Denny gets special treatment.

Warnings: no sadness, just smut. denny being denny, flirting, handjob, p in v, breeding, riding denny in his hospital bed

Note: I am going through an extremely obsessive denny phase right now. I'm sad and horny - send help.

"There's my favorite doctor." Denny grins as you enter his room. You smirk at him before routinely shutting the blinds, leaving the view of only the small rectangular window on the door for other's to see inside.

"I'd say you're my favorite patient, but that would be very unprofessional." You scan over his chart as his eyes burn into you, making your cheeks blush.

"Well, we can't have that.. Can't risk you getting fired and never seeing my pretty face again." He grins from ear to ear as you roll your eyes playfully, setting the clipboard down and sauntering over to his bedside. His hand reaches out lazily and you take it in yours without hesitation.

"Do you play scrabble with your other patients?" He asks.

"No... can't say I have."

"Held hands romantically with any other patients?"

You smile, dropping your gaze down to your fingers intertwined with his. "Who says this is romantic?"

"Me." Denny chuckles, bringing your hand to his chest and holding it there with his. Your own heart flutters at the small gesture as you feel his weak heart beating beneath his chest. You wish so badly that you could just snap your fingers and make him okay.

"Kissed any other patients?"

Your brows scrunch at him. "I've never kissed you, Denny." Your eyes drop to his mouth for a slight second before trailing back up to his chocolate eyes.

"Do you want to?" His voice turns low and raspy during this question, making your cheeks burn and your heart pound.

"Denny, I - I can't. I don't kiss my patients." You whisper, glancing at the door behind you.

Seriousness replaces the playfulness in his features as he speaks even lower. "Not even your favorite ones?"

His thumb rubs your hand gently as he looks up at you. You let your gaze drop to his mouth again, admiring his full pink lips and imagining what they would feel like against yours.

"Y/n..." He whispers softly.

Before he can finish, you bring your hand up to rest against his stubble covered cheek and lean down to press your lips to his.

You kiss him slowly, bringing his puffy bottom lip between yours and sucking it gently, savoring the taste of him. His hands reach up, one cupping your cheek while the other gently pushes on the back of your lower neck, urging your closer and deepening the kiss. Both of your mouths part before your tongues explore each other's mouths and you can't help when a soft moan escapes your throat.

After what feels like an eternity of kissing, you finally rest your forehead against his, closing your eyes.

"You're going to get through this. You have to. For me. For us.. Promise me, Denny."

"I promise." He whispers.

You kiss him again, harder this time, letting your hand trail down from his neck to his stomach. You grip his gown, frustrated that it's in your way.

The door creaks open quickly, making you jerk away from Denny and lock eyes with Dr. Burke.

Burke clears his throat, standing by the door with a face full of disappointment. "Y/n, I'm gonna do you a huge favor and pretend I didn't just see you kissing our patient."

"Easyyy, doc." Denny intervenes. "Dr. y/l/n here was just saving my life. It's called mouth to mouth." He winks at you, his signature grin spreading across his handsome face as you bite back your smile.

"Y/n, your shift was over 40 minutes ago. Why don't you call it a day?" Burke says, ignoring Denny.

"I'm, um. I'm gonna stay here tonight, make sure he's okay." It's not a lie.. Denny had surgery the day before, and you've been checking on him more frequently the past 24 hours.

"That's what we have night staff for. Go. Home." Burke demands and Denny nods his head at you, silently telling you it's okay.

"Fine." You look down at Denny, telling him goodbye with your eyes since you're unable to say goodbye with your lips.

You stand next to Burke on your way out. "If anything happens, I wanted to be notified immediately." You warn.

Midnight:

You lay wide awake in your bed, staring at the ceiling and all you can think about is Denny. Your heart hurts knowing he's there alone. No family, no friends.

What if he's bored?

What if he misses you?

What if.. what if something bad happens and you're not there?

"Fuck this." You jump out of bed, changing back into some clean scrubs and throwing your hair up in a ponytail.

You sneak through the hallway, careful not to wake your roommates as you leave.

When you finally arrive at the hospital, you choose the side entrance, scanning your badge and confidently walking in. You avoid eye contact as you walk past the nurses station and into Denny's room.

By some miracle, you made it without anyone questioning you, so you quietly shut the door behind you as you enter the room.

Denny sleeps soundly as you make your way over to his bedside. The only lights in the room are the ones coming from his machines since the blinds are still closed from earlier.

You pull a chair up next to him, carefully letting the bed side railing down to allow you to lean in closer next to him. You rest your head on his stomach, holding him in your arms.

Surprisingly he doesn't move, so you lay there enjoying the moment, feeling his chest rise slowly as he breathes until something twitches beneath his blanket directly in front of your face.

His body feels hot, so you lift your head off of him, leaning back up and pulling his blanket from his waist.

Your mouth drops open slightly at the outline of his fully erect cock. You can tell its long and thick and you can't tear your eyes away, imagining what it looks like beneath his gown.

"Like what you see?" Denny says sleepily, making you snap your eyes towards his and blush that you just got caught staring.

"Uh, I - I didn't see anything."

He chuckles. "But you want to."

His knees suddenly lift slightly until his feet are resting flat against the bed, blocking the view from the door window to his mid section.

"Denny.." You warn hesitantly, knowing this is wrong.

"If you don't wanna see it, now is the time to look away." He gives you one warning before moving his gown over his cock, revealing himself completely. You can't take your eyes off it, even if you wanted to.

Your mouth drops slightly open as you watch his hand wrap around it and stroke slowly up and down. "Y/n.." He moans your name softly as he watches you watch him.

"Denny, we can't.. we can't do this here."

"Then leave, baby. Cause I need to cum. Been stuck in this damn hospital for too long."

He continues stroking himself, tightening his jaw as his head leans back into his pillow.

Your cunt aches between your legs at the sight of him pleasuring himself and you bite down on your bottom lip hard as you give in, reaching for his dick and replacing his hand with yours. You squeeze him lightly before sliding your hand up and down his thick length.

"Denny.." You whisper as you watch the precum leak from his tip. "I need you.."

"Baby, trust me.. If I were anywhere but this damn bed, I would bend you over and give you the fuckin' of a lifetime."

A shadow skims across the room as you notice someone walk by the door. You take the extra sheet at the end of his bed, and shove it in the crack of the door, letting it hang over the window.

"Is that even allowed?" Denny asks.

"No... but neither is this..." You say as you slip your pants and underwear down your leg.

"Y/n.. baby. I don't want you gettin' in trouble cause of me."

"I don't even care anymore, Denny. I need you."

You climb over him, settling your knees on each side of him until your exposed center is hovering directly above his dick.

"Tryna send me into cardiac arrest?" He smirks up at you, gliding his hands up the sides of our legs and to your hips.

"Good thing there's a doctor here." You lean down, kissing him as you bring the blanket with you, trying to cover as much of yourself as possible - not that it matters, because if anyone walked in right now, you'd be fucked. And not in the way you're trying to be.

You kiss each other desperately as soft moans fill the dark room. He reaches for his cock, lining himself up to your entrance and you immediately slide down completely on him, taking every inch while still kissing him hard. He groans into your mouth as his hands simultaneously squeeze your ass and you ride him slow and gently, not wanting to put too much pressure on him.

"Fuck. You can go faster, baby. My heart might be weak but my dick isn't." He grins as you go slightly faster and grind into him just right, making his tip press into your g-spot over and over.

You study his face as you ride him, noticing the way his eyelids get heavy when he's turned on and how his pretty lips part slightly.

"You feel so damn good, y/n." He breathes out. "You have no idea how many times I've imagined this."

"Probably just as many as I have" You whisper, your breathing unsteady like his.

He brings his hand around again, finding your clit and rubbing it like a pro, making you cry out until his lips crash against yours to suppress your sounds.

His finger, cock, and raspy voice work in unison to send you over the edge and you cum embarrassingly hard, feeling warm liquid rush out of you.

The sounds of the monitors connected to him beep faster as his breathing grows more rapid.

"Fuck, baby. I'm gonna cum." He whines out, giving you a chance to get off of him, but you refuse, keeping yourself in place so his load shoots deep inside of you.

He tenses beneath you, holding your hips down and pressing you completely against him as he comes undone, pushing his head further back into pillow.

A soft moan escapes his lips each time his dick twitches inside of you and it makes your pussy flutter, squeezing your muscles around him tightly.

He attempts to control his breathing as the monitor beeps at full speed. "I fuckin' love you."

You can't help the smile that spreads across your face as you kiss him again. "I love you, Denny. Now calm down, before you overdo it."

"Yes ma'am."

You carefully climb off of him and slip your pants back on while noticing the wet spot on the sheets below him.

"Sorry.." You blush as he notices the spot too. "Let me grab you some new sheets and I'll get them changed for you."

He grabs your wrist, pulling you back in the bed. "Don't.. you dare."

[scullysconstant]

What if I roll the stone away? They're gonna crucify me anyway.

[dreamingonmyown]

everyone talks about the drama and angst of greys anatomy but it is legit a hilarious show at times

s7e7 is such a good episode in balancing the two i mean we have the arizona callie africa breakup plot line which is pure angst but then at the same time mark and lexie are just giving a girl a GINORMOUS ass. meanwhile bailey is distraught over the loss of a patient who is the only person who understands what she went through in the shooting and then she goes to confide in derek shepard and he reveals the only thing he does this whole episode is write “Alzheimers is a bad disease. We should cure it.”

[imthxtgood]

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Long live that look on your face...

Private Practice 06x06: 'Apron Strings.'

[150151]

greys anatomy would be so much better if addison and meredith said “fuck you” to derek and got together instead

[squadmuse]

NSFW ALPHABET

THE DEREK SHEPHERD EDITION

A - Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Derek Shepherd is such a cuddler and so affectionate like seriously such a teddy bear. He makes sure that you’re okay, wanting to be certain that you’re good. He loves bubble baths with you so he’ll run a bath and it’s hard for him to stop necking you in it.

B - Body part (their favourite body part of theirs and their partner’s body)

Derek likes his hands, he knows how skilled they are, whether it’s sex or surgery. On you, Derek is partial to your neck and ass, he loves giving you neck kisses and smacking your ass.

C - Cum (anything to do with cum basically…)

Derek loves cumming inside your pussy, but he also enjoys releasing inside your mouth or on your face and seeing it.

D - Dirty Secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Derek loves it when you give him your panties, which he puts in his pocket. He’s an adrenaline junkie and that riskiness really gets him going.

E - Experience (how experienced are they, do they know what they are doing?)

Oh Derek is experienced and knows what he’s doing. He’s been married in the past to Addison, who knows who he’s had before that and then with Meredith & Rose… that man has the experience and the ability to absolutely wreck you in bed.

F - Favourite Position (again, pretty self explanatory…)

Hmm… Derek enjoys a lot of different positions and he’s definitely read the Kama Sutra, but his favourite position is doggystyle. He loves getting to have access to your ass, boobs, neck and pussy.

G - Goofy (are they more serious in the moment or are they more humorous?)

When your relationship with Derek develops, he becomes a lot more goofy and silly with you in bed and such a sweetheart. Not that he wasn’t already, but before he was more serious about it all and getting to know you and your body.

H - Hair (how well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes?)

Derek is well groomed. He’s not bare or anything like that but he keeps it trimmed.

I - Intimacy (how are they during the moment? Are they romantic?)

Derek is such a romantic! So sweet, so loving and tender. He is so affectionate to you and loves getting to worship you & your body.

J - Jack Off (masturbation…)

Derek doesn’t do it that much. That’s not to say he doesn’t, sometimes your shifts at hospital don’t match up with his and he’d never think about cheating on you.

K - Kink (what are their kink/s?)

Derek is quite kinky… exhibitionism, breeding kink, you in lingerie, dirty talk etc.

L - Location (where are their favourite places to do the do?)

Derek loves to do it anywhere. In a hospital on-call room, bathroom or his office, in his trailer or the home has made for you both, outdoors on his acres of land… the man is raring to go wherever and whenever!.

M - Motivation (what turns them on, what gets them going?)

Derek doesn’t need much motivation when it comes to you, he’s just so attracted and in love with you. Whether you’re in scrubs and tired from a long surgery, or in some lacy lingerie and your perfume fanning his senses.

N - No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs?)

Derek will never ever hurt you in sex. He hates abuse or violence and will never do anything to hurt you, and while he might be kinky, Derek isn’t a fan of pain play or stuff like that. He will never do a threesome though, he won’t share you and won’t do anything with anyone other than you.

O - Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill etc)

Derek is so good at oral sex. His talented tongue with precise licks to your pussy is just so mind blowing as he expertly brings you to orgasm. He isn’t against a blowjob from you, he loves it when you pull him into a supply cupboard at work for one.

P - Pace (are they fast and rough, soft and sensual?)

Derek is both. It just depends on the mood he’s in and how you are. He is so good in bed that either way doesn’t matter, Derek is sure to give you a pace that has you orgasming so much. The faster sex happens more at work or on his private land though.

Q - Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often etc.)

Quickies happen a lot with Derek. It can be that you’re both at work in the hospital and want each other, so you fuck in an on-call room or that one of you needs to blow off steam from stress or a surgery so you fuck in a supply cupboard. Or you’re on the private land around his trailer or the home he has built for the two of you, and the adrenaline gets you both going quick and fast.

R - Risk (are they game to experiment? Do they take risks?)

Derek is such a risk taker, he is a bona fide adrenaline junkie who lives for a thrill and risk - just look at how risky he can be taking on difficult cases at work? That applies to you and sex too… car sex, roleplay, phone sex etc.

S - Stamina (how many rounds can they go? How long do they last?)

Derek can go a few rounds. He’s a healthy guy, so perhaps three rounds. He can last quite long, and is quick to get raring to go again.

T - Toys (do they own toys, do they use toys? on a partner or themselves?)

Derek is open to using toys on you, but I don’t see him particularly interested in them being used on him. He loves tying you up, he’s an outdoorsman who knows how to tie good knots. Derek will never do pegging and he’s quite vanilla so likes it when you tie him up or use your fluffy handcuffs on him. Blindfolds are used, so are vibrators and cock rings.

U - Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Derek is a tease of the highest order, he just loves teasing you so much.

V - Volume (how loud are they, what sounds do they make etc?)

Oh the mouth on this man… Derek curses and moans, grunts and talks such dirty things that he has you so wet.

W - Wild Card (random headcanon)

Derek would love to have sex on a ferry boat.

X - X-Ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Hmm… Derek is a nice size, he’s not giant or too big but he is able to fit just perfectly and reach all the right spots. He’s cut, and slightly veiny. His cock is kind of more wide than long.

Y - Yearning (how high is their sex drive)

Derek has such a high sex drive and you are not complaining. Sex can happen every day between you two or even a few times a day.

Z - Zzz (how quickly do they fall asleep afterwards)

Derek can fall asleep quickly after sleep if it’s not at work. He’s a light sleeper and will wake if he feels you moving or squirming so to make sure you’re not in pain.

[lopeirce]

@lgbtqcreators creator bingo: lyrics -> Grey's Anatomy (Seattle Grace Mercy Death) + How To Save A Life

[breathtakinglymiraculous]

"you really know what you're doing" "I've had seven sisters worth of hand-me-down's, this is nothing"

[florida3exclamationpoints]

Grey's text posts pt. 2