#alex karev x y/n imagine

[girl-of-many-fandoms]

Better Late Than Never

Pairing: Alex Karev x Reader

Summary: After years of being gone, Alex makes his return to Grey Sloan Memorial.

Warnings: Mention of Jack Gibson and light cursing.

She's baaccckkk!!!

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“Dr. Y/L/N.” 

“What is it Griffith?” The brunette looked up from the tablet in her hands to see the new intern smiling back at her and panting like she just ran two miles. Y/N cocked an eyebrow and the intern who seemingly forgot her reason for searching for the OBGYN in the first place.

“Oh! There’s a really handsome man looking for you. Well, I overheard him asking Dr. Hunt for you down in the pit but he got brushed off so I offered to bring him up but he said he knew this hospital like the back of his hand. Which is weird now that I think about it.” Griffith tilted her head to the side causing her curls to bounce on top of her head as she thought back to her interaction with the man.

“Did he give you a name?”

“I didn’t ask but he’s right-” 

“Here.” For a second the doctor’s heart skipped a beat at the sound of a very familiar voice. A voice that she tried so hard to forget over the past couple years. 

No no no, it can’t be him she thought.

“Y/N.” 

“Griffith I need you run down to the lab to collect Mrs. Henry’s lab workup.” Alex hung his head and the intern could visibly see her superior trying her best to ignore the man that called out to her.

“Y/N you can’t igno-” 

“Griffith-”

“On it.” The intern glanced between the pair before speed walking down the hall to the elevator. Alex sighed, he knew that she wasn’t going to be happy to see him but he didn’t expect her to ignore him either.

“Y/N please, can we talk?”

Rolling her eyes at him Y/N walked past him to go check on her patient but that only made him follow her. Alex securely took hold of her arm and pulled her into the nearest on-call room.

“Alex! What the hell?” Breaking away from him she wasted no time in putting as much distance between them as possible. 

“Y/N I know you don’t want to see me especially after the way things ended between us but I just want to talk.” 

“It’s been years since you left me to go back to Izzie and now you want to talk. Alex I’m only going to say this once, fuck you. I don’t want to hear a word coming out of your mouth because when you were supposed to talk to me you left. You took your things and took off leaving me a freaking letter filled with bullshit.” Alex listened to her release all her anger on him that she definitely had pent up over the years.

“I meant everything in that letter Y/N. I loved you and every single thing we had built together-”

“Oh please, you wouldn’t even know what love is even if it slapped you in the face Karev. If you had loved me, loved us and what we had, you wouldn’t have left. We would’ve come up with a way for you to meet your kids and be a part of their lives but you took off instead. You didn’t mention them to me, you just found out and left me in the dirt.” Hot tears pricked at her eyes as all the hurt, frustration and anger rushed to the surface but she’s not going to let them fall. Alex Karev didn’t deserve another tear of hers.

“You didn’t deserve that.” 

“I didn’t deserve that but yet still you did that to me!” Alex felt a stabbing pain in his chest hearing and seeing how much pain, how much she’s hurting over the way he left. After all, they were three days away from getting married and starting a life together.

“I’m sorry.” 

“It’s a little too late for apologies.” A moment of silence fell over the room giving Y/N the time to get a hold of her emotions. Alex couldn’t help but take in her appearance after being away from her for years. He had to admit, her beauty never changed but the thing that struck him was the wedding band that she wore on her left hand.

“How are they?”

“Mhm?” Alex snapped back to reality at the sound of her voice.

“Your family, how are they?” She couldn’t help but to be curious about the kids and what they looked like. A smile graced his face at the thought of his kids back home.

“They’re good, the kids are growing nicely.” 

“And Izzie, how is she?” 

“We’re no longer together, we had gotten remarried and tried the whole apple pie family life but that only lasted for two years. I’m just sticking around for the sake of the kids.” His smile faltered, breaking that news to her. When he left he had hopes of working things out with Izzie and they did but it wasn’t the same and he knew that. He knew that his heart was back in Seattle with Y/N but he didn’t want to not be part of his children’s lives. Clearing his throat, he pointed to the rock that sat on her ring finger.

“You got married?” 

“I did, I married Gibson” Y/N’s lips curled up into a smile at the thought of her husband Jack.

“Gibson from Station 19? Wow, okay.” Alex didn’t see that one coming, he stuffed his hands into his pockets as he continued.

“He uh- treating you right?” 

“He is.”

“Good, good, you deserve it.” Y/N could see that he’s still wrapping his head around it and just as she was about to say something her pager went off.

“I have to go, they need me in the pit.” She brushed past him but stopped with her hand on the doorknob.

“Alex, although it took a while, thanks for finally coming to talk.”

“Better late than never, right?” The pair chuckled at that statement because it’s true. Now she was finally able to bury what they had.

“But I should get going, take care of yourself Karev.” Y/N opened the door and ran off leaving him in the cold room. Just as the door closed shut behind her, Alex found himself saying the three words that he wanted to tell her all along.

“I love you.”

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Feisty Coffee Girl

Y/n twin sister of Izzy Steven's stumbles to Seattle with her ten year old daughter Everly. She hears all the gossip from Izzy and her other intern friends at the hospital, never expecting to get involved with any of it. That is till Mark Sloan pays a visit to the coffee shop she works at.

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[fan-of-many24]

It’s you I want

(George O’Malley x gn!reader angst Alex Karev x gn!reader fluff)

Details: Nurse Y/N has fallen for Dr. O’Malley, but is overlooked time and again.

(Reader is described as shorter than Karev and O’Malley)

Word Count: 3.28k

You worked as a nurse at Seattle Grace for the past four years. You’ve seen your fair share of interns, some have stayed, some left, some are obnoxious and arrogant, and others are so passive that they get flushed out.

At first, this is what you thought would happen with George O’Malley. There were many times when you were at the nurses station, watching him get overshadowed by his fellow interns. You felt bad for him, and there was his whole puppy thing going on, so there were times when you would help him with his scut work, giving him pointers here and there.

After a while, you felt your feelings grow from pity, to friendship, to admiration. George was sweet, and caring. He would tell you about his family during downtimes, and you would talk about yours. You felt a connection with him that you haven’t felt in a while. But he also talked to you about Meredith. He would talk, and talk, and talk some more. He would gush about her beauty and her intelligence, how funny she was, every single quality was attractive to him. She was everything you weren’t. You knew nursing was in no way lower than being a doctor, but you felt somehow smaller than her.

But even with his feelings for Meredith you couldn’t put aside your own feelings for George. How he would bring you coffee in the mornings, buy you a little snack whenever you were having a rough day, hold you while you cried if you lost a patient. It was so hard to not fall for George O’Malley, and tried as you might you did.

You were venting to another nurse about your feelings for George.

“I just can’t get George out of my head,” you sighed, “he’s just so damn cute and so caring.”

“Y/N, honey, you have to tell him.” your friend responded.

“I can’t,” you shook your head, “not when he has eyes for someone else.”

A sweet voice butted in, “Who has eyes for someone else?”

You jumped and swiveled in your chair to see George standing there, leaning against the station. The other nurse took the opportunity to get back to her work. Your cheeks heated and eyes widened, “How much of that did you hear?”

“Not much, just the end part about having eyes for someone else.” George explained, “So who’s the lucky guy?”

You breathed a subtle sigh of relief to this, “Nobody, really, it doesn’t matter.” You tried to go about your work.

“C’mon, Y/N,” he groaned, “this is the first time you’ve expressed interest in someone!”

That he knew.

You could tell he wasn’t about to let this go. You looked around, hoping to get an idea of what to say.

Eventually your eyes land on Dr. Karev talking to Dr. Stevens.

“Karev.” You stated, hoping he believed it.

George widened his eyes and shook his head quickly at that. “Alex? Really? He doesn’t seem like your type.”

He’s not.

“I don’t know something about him,” you lied, “he’s just so dreamy.”

You internally vomited. Alex Karev was a manwhore and hellspawn. He’s slept with half of the nurses, and insulted the other half. He hadn’t done either in his short interactions with you, luckily, but that didn’t help your opinion of him.

George was silent for a few seconds, blinking a bit rapidly, before he smiled at you.

“How about I set you up on a date with him?” he suggested.

Now you were gonna vomit.

“Oh no,” you shook your head and your hands, “no need, besides I don’t think he’d go for someone like me?” Your chest tightened in dejection.

“Someone like you?” George asked in surprise, “Y/N, you’re amazing! I can’t imagine anyone would turn you down.”

You bit your lip, chest tightening even more. George didn’t realize how he was squeezing your heart, threatening to destroy it. You thought about it for a second before you closed your eyes.

“Fine,” you sighed.

“Alright!” he jeered, “Y/N, I know what it’s like not to be noticed. You deserve this, even if I don’t really understand your interest in him.”

You sighed once more before George gave you two thumbs up and backed away before rushing off.

Once he was out of sight you groaned and dropped your head into your hands.

You heard the swivel of a chair once more, “you’ve gotten yourself into a big mess here, Y/N.”

You turned your head to look to your friend again, “Who knows, maybe Alex will help me get my mind off George.”

Not letting your mind linger on the thought much longer, you went back to work checking in on patients and updating charts. Before long you forgot about George’s suggestion, focusing completely on your work.

The end of the day came and you were getting ready to punch out before a knock on the desk alerted you to the presence of someone in front of you. You looked up to see none other than Alex Karev. Your eyes widened and you saw George not too far behind him giving you two thumbs up.

“Y/N,” Alex smiled, “a little birdie told me you may have taken a bit of an interest in me.”

You gave him a thin smile back, blinking at his boldness.

“Did they? And what do you think of that?” you asked, hoping for rejection.

“I think,” he leaned in, “I should take you out to dinner.”

Your cheek flushed. You weren’t used to someone taking an interest in you, let alone be so forward with it.

“Um, yeah, sure.” you stammered, smiling shyly.

“Drinks tomorrow? Meet here at 8?” he suggested with a sly smile.

“Sure,” you agreed, “it’s a date.”

Alex smiled and knocked once more, walking away.

Your heart was beating faster than you thought it would. Unexpectedly so.

“Sooo…” George inquired, worried.

“We’re getting drinks tomorrow.” you smiled a bit wistfully.

“What?”

“What?”

“You’re going on a date?” George asked incredulously.

You recoiled a bit at that, “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Nothing just…” he trailed

“No, go on.” you insisted, getting a bit heated, “what do you mean?”

“You just don’t seem like his type.” he admitted.

You blinked at him a few times and licked your teeth.

“Am I undateable?” you urged, nodding your head.

“What?!” George almost shouted, “No, that’s not what I meant.”

“That’s what it sounded like.” you countered, “I’m not a nun. Men find me attractive.”

“That’s not what I’m saying, Y/N.”

“No, you’re just surprised that he would go on a date with me.” you stated roughly, “You know what George, I’m heading out.”

You clocked out, grabbing your bag and rushed away.

The drive home had you stewing, angry punk music playing over the radio. When you got home you slammed the apartment door closed, thinking of George’s reaction to your date with Alex. He was the one who suggested a date, why would he do that if he didn’t think it would happen? Where did he find the audacity to tell you that you weren’t Alex’s type? You had listened to him go on and on about Meredith, so why was he acting like this when something romantic was happening to you?

All of these thoughts ran through your head before another solidified within your mind. You were going to treat tomorrow like an actual date. Whether you were originally interested or not, you are now. You went to the bathroom to prepare for the next day, shaving, exfoliating, and a face mask. You went to bed determined to make the date successful.

The morning came and you had a shift right before the date. You wore your scrubs but packed your best outfit for after, making sure that it wouldn’t get too wrinkled.

You went about your day as you would usually, except for avoiding George here and there. Any time that you would see him approaching you shot him a look that led him away. You were still pissed off and didn’t want to see him.

The day came to an end and you changed into your outfit. It fit you in all the right places, putting your best features on display. You looked into the mirror, fixed a few pieces of hair and sighed. You were actually anxious, and not in a I-don’t-wanna-go way but in a I-want-this-to-go-well way. Thinking about it throughout the day you realized that Alex Karev was attractive, and even though you had heard bad things about him, he hadn’t done anything to you. You were starting to get a bit giddy.

You walked out to the nurses station and saw Alex waiting for you in a nice pair of jeans, a t-shirt, and a flannel. When he looked up to see you, a small smile spread across his face. He took a few steps to meet you where you were, a small gesture but one you noticed.

“You look,” Alex breathed, “good.”

You blushed and smiled under his gaze, “you do too.”

Alex scratched the back of his neck and let out a small chuckle.

“Joe’s?” you suggested.

“Yeah.” he smiled, “let’s go.”

You both walked in comfortable silence, shoulders bumping now and then.

When you got to the bar it was a bit crowded but not too loud. You scanned the bar for seats and locked eyes with George, who was sitting with Meredith and Christina. You quickly looked away and found a booth in the corner, away from the crowd.

You tugged on Alex’s sleeve and nodded towards the booth. He nodded back before taking your hand and leading you through the crowd of people. The action was shocking to you, and made your heart race. Once you got there, Alex sat you down and asked what you wanted. You gave him the drink, he nodded before going to the bar to order.

You sat there and stared at the table, feeling your cheeks with the back of your hand, surprised to feel them flushed. You smiled to yourself, surprised. So far Alex was nothing if not a gentleman and you were a bit happy you decided to go on the date.

After a beat you could feel holes being bored into your skull, you turned your head to see the trio from earlier staring at you. Meredith was staring with amusement, Christina with curiosity, and George with an expression you couldn’t read. They all looked away quickly, Christina and Meredith giggling a bit and George silent. You shook your head, not letting them get to you, and Alex returned with your drinks and a basket of peanuts.

You thanked him as he set your drink in front of you and took a small sip. He nodded and smiled in response. You decided that if this date was going to be successful you had to be bold.

“So, Alex,” you started, “why ask me on a date?”

He looked at you curiously, a mischievous smile playing on his face.

“Well, one, you were interested,” he counted off, to which you rolled your eyes, “and two you’re… admirable.”

You blinked back at him, smile splitting across your face, “Admirable?”

“Yeah, I don’t know,” he shakes his head, “your presence is commanding. You have the respect of the doctors, of your peers, hell you have my respect. You advocate for your patients and you actually care for each and every one of them. You’re admirable.”

You sat there a bit stunned. Alex admired you. He respected you. He saw you. He saw you. For the first time in a long time you felt appreciated and proud.

“Now you,” he insisted, “why me? I mean I do have a reputation.”

You didn’t think he would ask you that, which was a bit stupid considering you just asked him. You thought for a second. Why were you excited earlier? Why not turn down the date? Thinking back on your interactions with Alex Karev, you had an answer.

“One,” you numbered, mirroring him, “you’re pretty easy on the eyes.” He chuckled at your admission.

“And two, you work hard. Harder than most. Sure you walk around all cocky but I can see that you don’t just want to be a doctor, but a good doctor.”

He looked away smiling, scratching his neck again, a nervous habit you noted.

As the night went on, the conversation flowed rather freely. You both talked about interesting cases, hobbies outside of work, traded funny stories. You didn’t expect it but the two of you clicked rather easily. He wasn’t afraid to express his attraction to you and you liked the attention. He made you laugh. Really laugh, even if it was teasingly at your expense. You ribbed him just as hard, to which he would laugh. You couldn’t tell if it was the alcohol or the attention or just Alex, but you were genuinely enjoying yourself.

It was getting late and as you were just getting off your shift it was time to go home. You and Karev walked out the bar together, arms touching, practically holding hands. He hailed you a cab and opened the door for you.

“Thank you for tonight,” you started, “it was… really great.” You smiled up at him, cheeks flushed.

“I had a good time too,” Alex admitted, “I would, uh, like to do it again sometime.”

“Me too,” you agreed.

You bit your lip a bit sheepishly before leaning forward and planting a kiss on his cheek. He looked a bit shocked but smiled.

“See you later, Alex,” you waved goodbye, closing the door and giving the driver your address.

You closed the door to your apartment and leaned against it, covering your mouth and smiling a bit. Being around Alex seemed… easy. He was more caring and thoughtful than he looked. It wasn’t hard to like him. The conversation never got boring. As all of these thoughts ran through your mind, you realized something. You hadn’t thought of George almost the entire night. Maybe, you didn’t need to.

You took a shower, letting the hot water run over you. All you could think about was Alex and when you’d see him next. You had the next day off, but you would see him when you worked next. The idea of it planted a smile on your face and butterflies in your stomach. That night you went to sleep content.

The next few weeks had you floating. You and George were talking again after he apologized but that’s not why. Alex Karev was the reason. He would come visit you at the nurses station, flirting and joking. On the occasion that you had lunch at the same time, you would eat together, sharing your food at times. You went on a second date and then a third. After the third, you felt bad about how everything started. About not being honest with Alex. After work one day, you pulled Alex aside into an on-call room.

Your heart was going to beat out of your chest. What if this hurt him? What if he thought you were pathetic? What if he wanted to break things off?

“Y/N? What’s wrong?” Alex asked, “are you okay?”

The concern in his voice made you feel even worse, you were pacing a bit.

“I have to tell you something,” you sighed, “I haven’t been completely honest with you. And it’s eating me up.”

“What is it?” Alex placed a hand on your shoulder.

You looked into his eyes and frowned before looking down.

“So our first date,” you started, “you know how George told you I was interested in you? I wasn’t. I had feelings for George and he walked up on me talking about it and asked who I was talking about and I said you and I didn’t expect him to set us up. But I really did want to go on that date with you and I really did enjoy it, and it’s not just me getting over him I really really like you, and I felt so bad not being honest.”

“Y/N-“ he interrupted.

“Please don’t hate me.” you pleaded.

“Y/N!” He put both of his hands on your shoulders, “I know.”

“What?” you breathed.

“I know you had feelings for George,” he confessed, “I could see the way you looked at him. I was surprised when he said you had feelings for me. I figured I’d ask you out, you’d say no, and that was that. But you said yes, and I had the best time. And then we went on a second date and suddenly, you didn’t look at George the way you used to. I don’t care if you had feelings for George, as long as I’m the one you want now.”

You smiled up at him wistfully, bringing his face down to yours for a kiss.

You had kissed before, but they were just a few quick pecks at the end of the date. This was something more, it was soft and deep. Passionate but not lustful. It was everything you could have ever hoped it would be. The two of you broke away and you looked up at him, arms around his neck, “Alex Karev, you are the one I want.” He smiled before leaning down and kissing you again.

That day was the day your relationship with Alex truly started. He introduced you officially to the rest of the interns, aside from George, who you already knew. You’d sit with the five of them during lunch from time to time. There were times when you would catch George looking at you weird or rolling his eyes at you and Alex.

All of this came to a head one day when George caught you as you were about to leave. You were going to have a movie night with Alex, the two of you holding hands about to walk out the door.

“Y/N,” George called as he jogged up to you, “I need to talk to you.”

You looked to Alex and told him to go ahead, giving him a kiss on the cheek before approaching George.

“What’s up George?” you asked.

He pulled you aside into a on-call room for a bit of privacy. He looked around and took a heavy sigh.

“Break up with Karev.” he stated, as if he were mentioning the weather.

“I’m sorry, what?” you almost shouted.

“Look, Alex isn’t right for you,” he explained, “I didn’t realize it before but.. Y/N I want you. I need you.”

You stood there, staring at the man in front of you, trying to find any hint of a joke in his expression. When you couldn’t find any you felt a wave of anger wash over you.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” you actually shouted this time, “you need me? I fucking pine after you for months, listening to you gush about Meredith, and now that I’m happy with Alex you fucking NEED me. No. No, I can’t, George. You are far too late. Alex actually sees me. He’s direct and makes me feel secure. He’s loving and caring and funny and I can’t go through what you put me through again. I can’t.”

You turned around and left the room, slamming the door behind you. You sped out the door and into the parking lot, seeing Alex waiting for you by his car. You walked up and wrapped your arms around him, pulling him close.

“What was that about?” he asked.

“I’ll tell you when we’re home, you’ll thank me later.” you smiled up, kissing him.

[rainyamidala]

authors note; hi again!

firstly i just wanted to thank you for the love i got on my two other stories. I am beyond grateful!

I decided to try something different today, that I just made up in my head. I do not believe anyone has done this before me, which is why I say "I created it".

Basically, I spin a wheel with a bunch of fictional characters' names. When a random cc has been chosen, I shuffle my longest playlist at 18h and 3min and make a ff based on the song and character. If it's wished that i do a specific character from a fandom and then randomize a song / a specific artist / show / other way around, i'd love to do so! I’m also going to include the fandoms i am (currently) in, so that requests can be made! im not sure how to make a masterlist 😭

character: Jackson Avery

ship: Jackson x reader, y/n used.

song: I'm your baby tonight by Whitney Houston

pronouns used: she/her

warning: not really a warning but please dont cringe at the slight stuttering 😭 also did not read this through, sorry if there is any mistakes!

y/n started her internship at Seattle Greys, while Jackson started his at Mercy West. When Mercy West was shut down due to economic climate and they merged to form one medical facility: Jackson and y/n grew incredibly close incredibly fast.

From the second she lied her eyes on her, she went out of her mind completely.

She never even believed in love at first sight, but it was like black magic was done on her and she wasn't able to escape it. It being the constant blushing once he pushed her jokingly in the arm - the nervous laughter any time he 'recommended' a guy for her to date. The rapid heart rate - it's getting harder and harder to hide.

Y/n had been ignoring him for a while now, going on the second week. However, he knew something was up, and he was definitely not the first one to notice around the hospital.

He had pulled her into a supply room, hoping to force something out of her.

"I know you've been avoiding me, y/n."

"Wh- What?"

"I know you've been avoiding me. Why?" Jackson repeated, placing both his hands on his hips as he looked down at the shorter woman.

"I haven't been avoiding you." Y/n could feel her heart beat increasing already, and how it beated harder. Not only was she caught in HD quality, but they were also standing incredibly close.

"Then why do you always walk off when I come around, then? And ignore me when i try to talk to you?"

"I .. " She started, shaking her head and looking up to the ceiling, trying to think of something to say - buying time, if you will.

"haven't done any of that."

"You are really starting to piss me off here." He squeezed his eyes half shut for only a second while finishing up the sentence. it's true. The constant ignoring not only made Jackson pissed off - but upset too. They were practically best friends, and he found it weird that this would happen with no warning what so ever. He knew he hadn't done anything wrong. He had even gone to Mark for advice, and he agreed.

Y/n just sighed, looking down at her shoes.

"I think you know why I've.. ignored you."

"Oh, so now you admit to doing it?" Jackson removed his hands from his hip, transferring them into a cross in front of his chest.

y/n looked back up, straight into his eyes before shaking her head. It wasn't a 'no' shake, it was just a shake. Her mouth was opening, but nothing was coming out.

"Seriously?" He said, getting even more annoyed now. It was raining heavily outside, fitting the mood very well.

Y/n's mind is suddenly paralyzed with apprehension. She didn't know what to say - what to do.

"I just,"

"What?" Jackson interrupted, knowing it would be a long pause either way.

"It's just that-" She slid her bottom lip in between her teeth. She was wondering if being honest would be the bwst - or if blowing this off like it was nothing was. She felt .. conflicted, like maybe staying here instead of pushing him out of the way and leave was stupid.

“Ah, you know what Jackson… I can’t remember why. Sorry… Must've just been a busy couple of days." She laughed nervously, which caused Jackson to furrow his brows. He could tell there’s something more than just a busy couple of days, and he was definitely going to push it further.

"Days? It's been two weeks! We're friends, but in this hospital we are professionals first and how you've been acting lately has certainly not been professional."

"Fine. Fine!" By the first 'fine', Y/n's hands were up in the air like someone was pointing a gun. By the second, her hands were thrown down and slapped her tighs.

" I like you. I like you a lot. But because I'm a professional, I can't ... Be around .. You." Y/n looked at the floor by the end of the confession, not wanting to see his reaction. She was shaking her head, too.

Jackson was still. He didn't say a word, just like y/n before.

"Oh, come on. Now you're quiet?" Once again, she laughed nervously.

Jackson sighed, putting his arms down as he straightened his back - before he impulsively kissed her. He kissed her as he put his hands on her face. His nose was pressed up against the bit of her cheek that he wasn't holding, as his head was leaning a bit to the side while doing all this.

A few seconds of doing this, he pulled away. Only a few centimeters, close enough to kiss her lips again.

"It's okay, keep going." y/n said, pressing her lips onto his.

They might not get married - have 10 kids - buy a beautiful house together and live happily ever after, but he's hers for tonight.

[staarshines]

adhjdjs yesss!! very happy that i found smone else writing for karev haha. could you do number 6 from the frozen prompts with him :’))

Surprises, Surprises, & More Surprises || A.K.

Warnings: None!

Word Count: 1.6k

After a sleepless night, Alex decides you’ve had enough and pulls off a surprise for you, which surprisingly leads to feelings being revealed.

[A/N]: I’m only on season 14 of Grey’s, so if you want to send me a request with a specific scene that happens in the show, please make sure it’s not a spoiler!

Disney Prompts | Nat’s 500

“Hey, wake up.” Your head snaps up and you blink a couple of times, finding yourself standing over a nurse’s station desk. Groaning, you rub your eyes, checking the time and finding that you hadn’t even been asleep for one full minute. “You okay?” You turn to Alex, finding him with raised eyebrows and a concerned look on his face.

“I’m fine,” you yawn, pressing the save button on your file and placing the tablet that you had been working on before you fell asleep on a charger stand.

“You were literally asleep standing up. We have on-call rooms for a reason.”

“The mattresses in there are shit. I still gotta pester Webber to replace those,” you mutter, sighing.

“Were you up studying for a surgery or something?” You shake your head, running a tired hand through your hair to tame it as best you could.

“Meredith and Derek were at it all night. I should’ve known to not take the room under hers intern year,” you state solemnly, sticking out your tongue playfully when Alex laughs at you.

“I told you that you can come sleep with me if that ever happens.”

“What a very tempting offer, Karev, but I’m just not interested. Must be hard for you to face rejection?” you tell him sarcastically, flipping your hair exaggeratedly. 

Honestly? That was the furthest one could get from the truth. You’d had a crush on him since intern year, and you knew you loved him the second year of residency. Those feelings had failed to dissipate, and they haunted you every day. Watching him get with Izzie, then Olivia, next came Addison, then Rebecca, Callie, Lexie; the point is evident. He’d gotten with all of them, but he couldn’t see that the person who’d loved him for years was right in front of his face.

“Oh, shut up. But really. I don’t want you falling asleep on the job when you can just get a good night’s sleep next to me.” For some reason, his last sentence makes butterflies go crazy in your stomach, which is probably the millionth time that’s happened. You wished there was something under those words, you really did, but you’d come to terms with the fact that he didn’t like you a while ago.

“I’m not falling asleep!”

“Oh, please. You were literally asleep standing up.”

“I was resting my eyes,” you defend yourself. “I was just giving my spine a break from supporting my head for a bit.” 

“Yeah, right,” he chuckles, making you push his shoulder.

“I actually went up to your room. You were asleep and I didn’t want to wake you, though,” you lie with a straight face. 

You had gone up to his room and even sat down on the edge of the bed, watching his chest rise and fall with every breath. He looked so peaceful when he was sleeping. Not stressed or snappy like he’d be on most days, but genuinely peaceful. Eventually, you’d left because you knew you’d get more sleep in your own room than Alex’s; you’d just be staring at him the entire night. 

God, you really could never get enough of that face.

“We both know damn well that I’m a heavy sleeper. Just don’t steal the duvet, yeah?” You laugh with a nod. 

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

“What’s this, the fourth time this has happened?”

“Sixth,” you correct with another yawn. “Or seventh. I honestly don’t know.” He tilts his head, and you can practically see the gears turning in his head. “Whatcha thinking, evil spawn?”

“That’s Cristina’s thing. And I’m thinking…” he trails off, prompting you to raise your eyebrows and wave a hand in front of his face. “You know what? I have a surprise for you. You get off at nine today, right?”

“I do, but why? What’s the surprise?” you question, genuinely intrigued as to what he was gonna pull off. 

“If I told you, then it wouldn’t be a surprise, would it?” You pout, watching him wink at you and walk off. “I’ll pick you up at the ER entrance once you’re done!” he calls out to you. You nod and realize there’s a patient you need to get to, but you’re deep in your thoughts as you walk the hallway to the Cardiac ICU.

What the hell was he gonna pull off?

“Put this on.” Alex hands you a blindfold and you look at him with a disbelieving expression, slapping it out of his hand and raising an eyebrow.

“I should’ve known there was something wrong when you sent me that text to meet you in your car,” you laugh, watching him huff.

“If you don’t put on the blindfold, then the surprise is gonna be ruined. You’re gonna know as soon as we pull into the damn lot, so just put it on?” You give him a weary look and pick it up from where you slapped it onto the dash of his car, slowly wrapping it around your head. Hearing him start the car, you sigh and bite your lip.

“I swear, if you’re playing some kind of joke, I’ll land you in the E.R., and not even by accident.” He chuckles before reversing the car and driving out of Grey-Sloan’s parking lot.

“Can I take this thing off now?” you whine, holding his hands and steadily walking—well, you don’t really know where. He’d just led you up a flight of stairs, so you’re pretty sure you’re walking down a hallway now.

“Just a couple more steps and we’ll be there,” he mutters, holding both of your hands and guiding you—again, you don’t have a clue where. “All right, stop. I gotta open this door.” You can hear keys jangle and you’re even more confused. “Okay, come on.” He leads you into the room, presumably, and puts his hands on the back of your blindfold, untying it. “Voilà!”

You flinch at the sudden change of light, putting a hand over your eyes and slowly blinking until you can open your eyes without any pain. An apartment—maybe a loft?—meets your gaze, and your jaw drops at how beautiful it is. Perfectly catered to your and Alex’s tastes, almost of like he had it custom-made.

“This—Holy shit. This is beautiful. What—How? Wait, why’d you bring me here?” You turn around to find him with a proud grin on his face, and you can read everything just from that. “This is ours?”

“Remember when we went apartment hunting because you started having the same problem with Derek and Mer and we came across that really musty loft that you said you wouldn’t move into in a million years?” He waves around, and your eyes widen.

“That’s this?” You walk slowly further into the loft, still awed by how much it had changed. What once used to look like a place where druggies would go to hang out now looked like a dream apartment. “How the hell did you manage this?”

“Well,” he walks up right next to you, admiring the loft, “you know I don’t like being told I can’t do something.”

“You did this? By yourself?” The surprises keep coming and coming, and you’re pretty sure your jaw is permanently unhinged because of how wide your mouth is open in shock. He nods proudly, putting his hands on his hips. “Let me get this straight. You renovated this by yourself?”

“Not too bad, huh?” You scoff disbelievingly, still not believing what you were seeing. “What? Do you not like it?”

“Are you serious? ‘Not too bad’?”

“We can find a different—”

“No! God, you can be such an idiot at times,” you laugh, pulling him into a hug. “It’s perfect.” He pushes you back by your shoulders but so much so that your arms are still around his torso, eyes darting all over your face to see if you’re kidding.

“You really like it?” You fight back a grin—and fail—at how cute he can be at times, nodding your head eagerly.

“I love it! I could kiss you! I could. I mean, I’d like to. I. May I? We me? I mean, may we? Wait, what?” The gravity of what you just said slaps you right in the face, and you remove your hands from his figure and start to let your mind race for an excuse. “I didn’t mean to say that—”

“You want to kiss me?” he asks in a soft whisper with the smallest smile on his face. You get lost in how awed he looks, nodding slightly.

“I’ve wanted to. Since intern year…” you trail off, thinking it won’t hurt if you tell him a bit more. You’ve already caused enough damage.

You realize it’s definitely not damage when his lips come crashing down into yours and he pulls you into him, hands gently cupping your face.

It’s not a soft kiss, but it’s not a rough kiss, either. It’s a kiss that’s full of longing, emotions, and “I’ve wanted to do this for so long”. You’re so in shock that you don’t actually register when he pulls away, so your eyes stay closed for a couple seconds longer than they should. When you open them, you’re taken aback again by all the adoration swimming in his eyes. Your eyes are having their own conversation with his, silently telling each other everything you two couldn’t communicate verbally.

“You like me?” You’re almost sorry his words break the nearly magical moment, giving him a light slap upside the head.

“No, I just kissed you for the hell of it. Of course I like you, dumbass!”

“And you’ve liked me since intern year.” Even the insufferable grin on his face isn’t enough to make you regret kissing him, which is a first.

“Oh, shut up about it and kiss me again.”

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[agent-ccarter]

coffee. alex karev.

 Request for lundqvistisgod

Request: So can you do an Alex Karev imagine where the reader is a new nurse and she’s Derek‘s daughter from his first wife? also do you think they’d hide the relationship from her dad and stepmom?

Warnings: Angst, maybe some swearing.

Pairings: Shepard! Reader x Derek, Shepherd! Reader x Meredith, Shepherd! Reader x Alex Karev

A/N: This is gonna be set in like season 5, so Alex will be like 28, Derek would be like 43 ish and reader will be like 21/22, and just imagine Addison and Derek were together for a while before their marriage! Sorry, but I struggled to find a logical place where the age gap between Alex and reader wouldn’t be absolutely huge, and I feel like it wouldn’t be too difficult to imagine Derek having a kid at like 20/21. (But I do have to be honest, i’m only on Season 4, so sorry if I have messed anything up!)

“What’s got you so smiley?” Meredith questioned Alex as they wandered through the doors of the hospital, to-go cups in each of their hands.

“Nothing,” Alex said, immediately defensive. His reputation in the hospital as a womanizer meant that any questioning of him instantly made him defend himself.

“I mean, it’s probably because he’s slept with all of the new intake of nurses by now,” Izzie stated, causing the man to thrust the coffee cup at her and walk away in a huff. Christina couldn’t help but laugh, whilst Meredith took note of the fact that jokes about his sex life never got to Alex like that. She watched him walk up the stairs, interacting with a new nurse that she happened to know very well.

“Good morning, Nurse Shepherd.”

“Dr Karev. That coffee for me?” Y/N smirked, having just seen the man takes a sip as he walked up the stairs. Looking down at the cup and then up at the girl, Alex made his decision, and swiftly handed the latte to the girl, “I was joking.”

“I know,” He replied, smiling as he set off walking away, “Just remember that when I need you later.” The nurse smiled down at the cup, and then turned to look around, noticing Meredith stood below, giving her a quick smile and then walking away swiftly.

“Was that-” Christina started.

“Yep,” Meredith responded quickly, knowing that nothing about this was good.

“And did he just-”

“Yep.”

“Meredith Grey, mother in law to Alex Karev, interesting,” Izzie chuckled, earning a laugh from Christina as the pair of them walked away.

“Step mother, actually,” Meredith corrected, the idea of becoming step mother to Alex almost making her throw up in her mouth.

*****

Later that day, Alex claimed the favour Y/N owed him for the coffee,

“Y/N, can you get this tested please?” He held out the test cup to the Nurse, who instinctively grabbed it off him.

“Sure,” he waited for you to put the chart you were reading away and for you to register the unique nature of the case. Quickly, you folded the metal clip board, and looked at the sample, “Is that pee?”

“I believe the proper word is urine,” Alex sniggered, “Jeez, call yourself a nurse!” He teased.

“Then why is it blue?” The doctor simply shrugged, and smiled, before telling you to meet him in the oncall room later, sending you a wink.

“Alex, if my dad, or Meredith, catches us, he’ll murder you and probably lock me away forever.” You giggled.

“Then we won’t let him catch us, will we?” He looked around and kissed your nose quickly, causing you to giggle loudly. As you wandered down to the lab, you managed to wander into your dad, who was deep in conversation with Meredith. The typical ‘act-natural’ but actually looking suspicious pose was used when he saw you walk past, Meredith leaving quickly.

“Hi sweetheart,” He smiled, a look of anger behind the smile.

“Hi dad, are you ok?” He hugged you quickly, attempting to keep up the professional look at work.

“Yeah, I just had a little bit of a disagreement with Mer, is all,” he frowned.

“Well, I’m sure the two of you will sort it, you always do.”

“Is that-” He pointed at the blue liquid in the sample cup.

“Pee? Yeah. I don’t have a clue why it’s blue, i’m running it down for Alex.”

“Alex?” He questioned, immediately become suspicious of the informality.

“Dr-Dr Karev,” you stuttered, realising how suspicious you just made yourself look to your incredibly overprotective dad, “Anyway, I need to go, have a good day.”

You quickly took yourself to the lab, handing the sample over to the technician and then taking yourself up to the on call room, where Alex was waiting for you. Instead of stopping to speak to him, you launched yourself at the bottom bunk, lying faced down on the scratchy blanket.

“What happened to you?” Alex laughed, planting himself on the edge of the bed.

“My dad happened.”

“Your dad? What’d he do?” He suddenly became concerned, a trait Alex didn’t display all that much. You leaned up, resting on your elbows.

“He literally got suspicious from calling you Alex instead of Dr Karev,”

“Aw, you were talking about me,” he sarcastically cooed.

“Not now,” you scowled angrily, “If you’re actually serious about this, about us, we need to speak to my dad. The longer we sneak about, the more angry he will get about us hiding it.”

“Ok. We will,” he leaned down to kiss you hard, pulling back to say, “just not right now.”

You giggled into his kiss.

“I've told you time and time again, we are not having sex in the on call room,” you giggled hard as he continued to press his lips down on yours, eventually moving down your neck, earning a harsh “Don’t, if you give me a hickey I swear to god i’ll murder you myself.” It was his turn to laugh this time, his breath on your neck. Alex definitely had a reputation around the hospital having slept with the majority of the nursing staff and many doctors, too. Obviously, when he first began to show interest in you, you were skeptical, expecting him to think you would be easy for some quick sex and that he could then just toss you aside. But, to your surprise, he worked hard to make you feel loved and make him seem worth it to you, but whether that was because he loved you or because he was afraid of what your father would do is anybody’s guess.

“What are you thinking about?” He smiled up at you, taking his lips off your neck momentarily.

“Just how lucky I am.” You smiled back.

“And I am lucky enough for you to let me have sex with you in the on-call room?” He laughed.

“No, you idiot!” The pair of you laughed as Alex teasingly tickled your sides, reattaching his lips to your neck.

You heard the door open, causing Alex to pull back and both of your heads turned to the door, your stepmom standing in the doorway.

“Meredith-” you started, whilst Alex muttered a “We can explain” at the same time. She simply laughed, moving into the room and closing the door behind her.

“Meredith, please, you can’t tell my dad.” You pleaded; yourself and Meredith had a pretty good relationship, and she had been acting like a second mother to you ever since the start of her’s and your father’s relationship when you were 17.

“I won’t, but both you and I know that your dad knows you too well, he will be able to tell that you’re hiding something.”

“I know, but the second he finds out he will murder Alex.” You sighed heavily, knowing your dad is simply overprotective but it frustrating you to no end.

“He won’t murder Alex. Lecture him? Definitely. You’re his little girl, his only kid, he just wants what is best for you, no matter your age. Besides, if he wants to murder Alex, he’ll have us two to go through,” she swung an arm over your shoulder as she too sat on the edge of the bed, “and you know he can’t stay mad at either of us.”

[bellarkeselection]

Grey's Anatomy

Alex Karev - requests open

Date Shift - Request from @maximeevansblog Alex and the reader his girlfriend both work late night shifts at the hospital. But the two managed to still have a fun date night.

Karev's Intern - Request from @kaymudd the reader is the intern of Alex whose her attending. But the pair have a hard time keeping their relationship a secret. (Fluff request)

Singer Jealousy - Request from brittanycoulson on Wattpad. The reader talks to her favorite singer Eric Church and Alex gets jealous not knowing Eric's married.

Derek Sheperd - requests open

Sister Crush - Request from @a-woman-with-claws-and-fangs Reader has a crush on Derek but thinks he likes her sister Meredith. Instead it's in fact the opposite he likes the reader.

Dr. Christmas - Request from @a-woman-with-claws-and-fangs The reader and Derek have their first Christmas together. Both getting different meaningful presents for each other.

Secret Marriage - Request from @a-woman-with-claws-and-fangs Derek and the reader have hid their marriage for years. Until one day Alex tried to flirt with her. The reader brushes him off before Derek tells the whole hospital.

Shepherd Announcement - Request from @a-woman-with-claws-and-fangs Reader and Derek finally get pregnant after trying for months. She tells Bailey who is excited for the couple and they wait until her husband gets out of surgery to tell him.

Love Trauma - Request from @a-woman-with-claws-and-fangs The reader's father side of the family has a history of brain trauma and the reader gets headaches. She fears about telling Derek thinking he won't be able to help. Meredith and Christina decide to help the reader tell Derek.

Elevator Set-Up - Request from @a-woman-with-claws-and-fangs Derek and the reader (reader is a neurosurgeon) have feelings for each other but they dance around just flirt all the time Meredith, Izzy and Christina lock the pair in the elevator to talk about their feelings

Child Blabbing - Request from @a-woman-with-claws-and-fangs It's their birthday 🎂Can I request for Derek where the reader is heavily tattooed and she is working at the hospital. She doesn’t think Derek would go out with her because of how she looks. But when her son comes to the hospital as a patient, he ends up saying that she has a crush on him.

Doctors Aid - Request from @virtualreader derek shepherd x fem!reader imagine where reader starts working as a nutritionist in the Seattle Grace Hospital. She's gonna be late her first day she unfortunately hits her head against a tray. Derek takes her to an exam room where he examines her

Mark Sloan - requests ooen

Engaged Intern - Request from @stellarosedutton Y/n Karev and Mark have been dating for awhile. To everyone's shock he asks for her hand in the place they met the day she became an intern. (My very first Grey's anatomy request 😊)

Warrior Girl - Request from @a-woman-with-claws-and-fangs The reader has a huge scar on her back and some on her arms that a new intern teases her about. Mark sees her getting upset and stops them. The reader let's him see the scars and he asks her out.

Sloan Secret - Request from @ts1mp0ne The reader and Mark are married but leaves her job for awhile. She comes back to visit and everyone is suprised at their news.

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[lovelylexipedia]

Just Friends – Alex Karev x Fem! Reader

Type: Imagine (2,200+ words)

Requested: No

Summary: After being invited to a gala, you beg Alex to accompany you to help soften the blow of your mother's demands of you finding a suitable man.

Warning(s): Grey's Spoilers, Mild Swearing, Smut-ish towards the end

Note(s): You're a Peds nurse, so you and Alex grew close over the years, and your mom is a famous fashion designer. Thank you for reading!

———

I sit behind the nurse's station, going over a couple of charts. I drift my index finger over a few lines, then look up to log the information into the desktop computer in front of me. My ears perk up as I hear a familiar voice coming from down the hallway to my left. I look up from the log and spot my best friend and Pediatrics Chief, Alex Karev.

He enters a patient's room and I duck my head down to continue transfering information from the charts that I have. After a few minutes, he comes out and knocks on the marble island in front of my seat.

I look up and give him a sweet smile. "Hey, Karev. What's up?"

"Oh, nothing much. I just wanted to say hi." He smirks, returning the smile.

"Aw, that's so–"

"Ah, just kidding. I just need the chart for 2211. The kid in there is allergic to a few medications and I just need to look over which ones." Alex leans his forearms against the island and scrunches his nose.

"Rude." I roll my eyes before sifting through my pile of charts on my lap and beside me on the desk. I grab it and begin to hand it to him, but then I remember that I need a favor. "Actually," I pull the chart back, looking Alex up and down, "could you do me a favor?"

Alex reaches over for the chart and shakes his head. "You've asked me too many times for me to know that what I'm gonna agree to is gonna be either embarrassing or go down really badly."

I pull my arm back and feign a gasp. "What? No! It's just a simple, teeny-tiny favor, Alex, please!"

"Let me hear it," he grumbles, standing straight and crossing his arms. "This better be quick."

"Okay, so you know how my mom has these galas a couple of times a year to celebrate the brand and their partners?"

"Yes?" Alex drags out.

"Well, she invited me to one and wants me to bring a date. And I was hoping‐"

"No, no no no no no." Alex turns and walks away briskly. I tuck 2211's chart under my arm and I immediately get up to try and follow him.

I trail behind Alex, pouting. "Karev, please! It's just gonna be for a few hours!"

"Don't you have patients to tend to, L/n?" Chief Bailey turns the corner and stops in her tracks, eyeing the chart in my arm. I wince and Alex shakes his head.

"She's being a brat about her Mom's stupid gala," Alex explains as he leans against a wall a few feet down from the nurse's station.

"Am not!" I scoff and shove Karev lightly. He chuckles and finally turns to look at me.

"Well whatever it is, it better not he interfering with patient care. Hurry on." Bailey continues down the hallway, making a few stops in a could rooms along the way.

I give Alex a lopsided smile before continuing to pester him. "Alex, please. My mom really wants me to bring someone."

"Yeah, and that someone should be your boyfriend." Alex raises his eyebrow as if he's challenging me.

"Alex, you and I both know I don't have one of those. Believe me, I don't wanna go either, but the gala's tomorrow. Please? I'll do anything."

"Whatever," he turns and begins walking away, but I quickly catch up to him.

"I'll do your laundry for a week. I'll pay your rent for three months. I'll buy you a suit for tomorrow!" I finally intercept him and stand in front of him, hugging the chart in front of my chest and keeping my arms tight around me.

"Fine. But you're telling your mom that we're just friends. None of this 'fake boyfriend' crap." He points an accusing finger at me and I nod happily.

"Ah, thank you, Alex. Send me your measurements tonight so I can order your suit so we can have it ready for tomorrow!" I hug him briskly and hand him the chart curtly, before rushing back to the nurse's station to finish with the rest of the charts.

———

I knock on Meredith's front door and open my red velvet handbag, searching for the small comb I had packed before I left my apartment.

"Who is it?" I hear Meredith shout from inside.

"Your favorite nurse!" I yell cheerfully. I straighten my dress, it's black with small red roses trailing around the skirt.

A few seconds later, Meredith opens the door and looks me up and down. "Hm, I don't think so..." I scoff and smile, she giggles at her joke and steps aside. "He's figuring out his tie, maybe you should help him. Upstairs bathroom."

I walk in and thank her before making my way up the wooden stairs and to the upstairs bathroom. I knock on the door before entering and swing the door open. "I'm here!"

Alex whirls around from looking at himself in the sink mirror and lets his tie rest on his shoulders. "Jesus Christ, knock much?" He grabs the black fabric from his shoulders and holds it out to me. I leave the bathroom door open a few inches and take the undone tie from his hands.

"Uh, I did knock, Karev. Maybe you're just deaf." I drape the tie around his neck and begin.

"Whatever. Anyway, what time are we heading out of there?"

I pull back, having finished tieing his tie, and gasp, hitting him on the shoulder softly. "We haven't even left for the gala yet and you already wanna leave!"

He chuckles and I smile. Alex turns around to look at himself in the mirror once more. He tries shifting his tie around and I reach my arms over his shoulders to fix it for him.

"Quit it, I wanna do it..."

"It looks fine, Karev, calm down." I scoff and lightly slap his hands away from his tie. "So, you ready to go?" I ask, moving beside him and looking at him through the mirror.

He lifts his chin and turns his head from side to side before nodding and looking back at me through the mirror. "Yeah, let's get this over with, I guess."

———

The valet takes my car keys, tipping his head to Alex and me before rounding the front of the car and sitting in the driver's seat.

Alex and I walk up and gawk at the size of the venue. The building is about 5 stories tall and looks large enough to host a carnival and then some. Freshly-cut bushes line the front walls by the large double doors, and leading up to those doors is a mini red carpet. Two men guard the door, while another waits and is taking the names of who is arriving, he stands at a pedestal holding a pen and clipboard.

While marveling at the sight of spotlights dancing along the outside walls, I feel Alex's hand slip into mine. I take a deep breath, It's just the lights, it's just the lights.

Alex nudges me with his elbow, letting go of my hand, making it seem like an accident. "You ready to go in? You've been staring at the stars for a few minutes."

I don't bother correcting him and just nod, looking down at my feet and smoothening out my dress. Others walk past us, mostly couples my mom's age and younger, business partners, former models, employees. All are in their elegant attire, chatting away and it makes me feel small, insignificant.

Alex hooks my arm into his and I smirk slightly as we walk in together. After passing through the security, Alex and I make our way inside and the scenery is just as bright and fancy what was outside.

Another red carpet is lined up, but it instead leads to a large ice sculpture in the center of the building, with three more on the sides of it. Mini chandeliers hang over a few of the tables with the largest at the end of the hall, hanging over the large stage. Tables that seat 8 are sprawled around the venue, around 50 to 70 of them, covered in white table cloth and fixed with a wine glass, plates, utensils, and napkins.

"Oh, shit. This is a gala." I hear Alex mutter under his breath.

"You bet'cha. Crap, I need to find my mom." I bite the inside of my cheek and stand on my tippy-toes for a bit, looking around the large room as we continue to walk in.

"Look at that sculpture, how is it not melting?" Alex continues to marvel at the many exclusive items inside the vicinity while I scour the room for my mom.

"Y/n! Y/n, darling! Over here, honey!" I could hear my mom's voice from across the building. I spot her past the sculpture and right by the stage.

"Okay, Alex, you're gonna stay quiet and only talk when spoken to. If not, we'll be talking for a while and this gala will never end. You understand?"

"Loud and clear, captain." Alex sneers and I elbow him in the side. He crumbles over for a split second and groans before standing up straight again.

I walk up to my mom and smile, my arm still looped in Alex's.

"Y/n, I'm so glad you made it. And who's this?" My mom asks, eyeing Alex up and down.

"Oh this is Alex, my be–"

"–Boyfriend. Nice to finally meet you, Ms. L/n." Alex smiles shortly and shakes my mom's hand.

Boyfriend?

"Boyfriend? You never mentioned anything about a boyfriend, Y/n?" My mom questions, raising an eyebrow and looking me in the eye.

"Well... I was..." I look from her to Alex and bite my lip. "You see, I was going to, but I've just been so busy, y'know, at the hospital." I exaggerate to try changing the subject. I can feel my face going warm and my hands becoming sweaty.

"Okay, okay. I guess it's valid enough. I'm glad you could make it, we missed you at the last one." My mom pouts and rubs my arm, giving it a squeeze before pulling back. "Well, going to go get a drink. Would either of you like something?"

"No ma'am, but thank you." Alex smiles and shakes his head. My eyes almost widen in shock, but I keep my composure.

"Alright, well, I'll be with Ricky and Delilah by the stage if you guys need me. Have fun you two!" She waves a good-bye and makes her way back to the large stage, weaving her way through small crowds of people.

I wait a few seconds before turning to look up at Alex with wide eyes and my jaw dropped. "Why would you do that? Now she's gonna keep asking me questions about you all night!"

"Don't worry about it, just follow my lead, okay?"

"You're supposed to be following my lead! What happened to 'Loud and clear, captain'?"

Alex shrugs nonchalantly, "I got bored."

"You got- You know what, never mind. We just have to get through the first few hours, and then we can sneak out of here."

———

I stumble with Alex at my side into the unisex bathroom. I pull us both inside and lock the door.

"Alex, what happened to Following. My. Lead?" I pinch the bridge of my nose and look down, my back against the brown door.

"'Your lead' was about to get us busted. You should be thanking me! I just helped convince your mom you aren't a lonely loser who can't get a guy." He smirks and crosses his arms in front of his chest.

The few glasses of wine make me push him back harder than I intended, which makes him hit the restroom sink on his backside. He groans and rubs his side, probably where the sink jabbed him.

"Hey! No need to get violent! It's the truth!" He jokes, moving off the sink and taking steps toward me.

I laugh loudly and he covers my mouth, pushing me up against the door. "Shush! They're gonna think there's a comedy show in here." Alex whispers, slowly removing his hand from my lips, but not his eyes.

I bite my lip to keep myself from laughing and stare into his eyes, though he doesn't stare back into mine. I notice his hands have moved down to my waist and his fingers are slowly tapping at my dress. He looks up to my eyes, then down to my lips and I nod. Alex kisses me harshly, squeezing my waist as I tug at his dress suit.

We can taste the alcohol on each other's lips, but it doesn't stop either of us.

I can only think of how badly I've wanted this. To be able to kiss Alex Karev without the fear of him not wanting me back. Now that it's happening, I'm praying to God to make it last forever.

Alex moves one hand to my neck, the other on the back of my thigh. He lifts me up and holds me steady, my hands are in his hair and my legs are wrapped around his waist.

We continue making out for a few more seconds before I pull back. "What about 'just friends'?"

"Screw 'just friends'." Alex kisses me again, rougher. He takes a few steps and sits me on the bathroom sink, taking off his suit jacket.

We continue making out until we aren't "just friends" anymore.

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Greys anatomy x reader - Lesson

Hey I was wondering if you could write like a greys anatomy x pediatric surgeon reader imagine. Like where reader is just coming off of a LONG ASS shift when a child comes in for an emergency surgery and everyone's like "y/n take. Break sit this one out" or something. but they don't and after the VERY LONG ASS surgery reader just passes out from like low blood sugar or something while talking to like shepherd or mark or Meredith? I get if you don't vibe with this request dude. 🤩 - Anon❤️

48 hours.

That’s how long your shift was. You were exhauasted, all you wanted was sleep. Arizona wasn’t in yet, and you were stood by the nurses station with some others while you waited.

“We need an OR now!” Bailey yelled.

You all perked up, you watched them rush a child past and went to run after when someone stopped you.

“(Y/N), take a break. Stop.” Mark said gently.

“She needs my help.” You argued.

“You’re exhausted, you need sleep. Someone else can do it.” Derek smiled.

You shook your head and took your head back, offering them all a small smile and stifling a yawn.

“I’m fine. Karev you’re with me, scrub in.”

Alex nodded and rushed away, you following closely behind him. While scrubbing in your were updated and you nodded.

“Should only take a few hours at most. We’ll do both at the same time. Karev, I want you to clear all the surface wounds and stitch them up.”

“Are you sure you’re okay?” He asked.

“I’m good, once you’re done you can help me.”

Alex nodded and you both walked in, once everything was ready you started.

You worked on the internal bleeding while Alex did everything else, and once he was done he helped you stitch up the last internal injury and your smiled, glancing at the clock.

“3 hours. Not bad, close her up Karev and update the family, you take point on this.”

“Are you serious?” He asked excitedly.

You nodded and walked out to clean up and find some others.

Thankfully you didn’t have to go far, they were stood outside waiting for you.

“Go home and sleep.” Derek said sternly.

“I’m fine!” You laughed, “it’s nothing. I’ve told Alex to take point of this case, he’s ready, just keep an eye on him.”

“Okay, okay. Just go home!” Mark laughed.

Laughing with him, you shook your head and turnt around. You weren’t sure what happened but the next thing you know everything was black.

“(Y/N)!” Derek and Mark yelled.

Derek was closer so he caught you, and lifted you into his arms while mark was rushing people out the way in order to find a room.

When you woke up, your head hurt and you felt something sticking into your arm.

“You passed out.” Meredith said softly, “how’re you feeling.”

“Hungry, and tired.”

She laughed and pulled over a brown bag, setting it in front of you.

“Your blood sugar was too low, Mark got some of your favourite snacks. We’ll to keep an eye on you.”

You groaned but nodded, of course they would. You know how this worked, they wouldn’t let you go until the thought your were ready to leave.

And knowing them they’d keep you in here extra long just to teach you a lesson.

“Meredith?” You asked.

“Hm?”

She looked up from your chart and smiled at you.

“Keep me updated on the gossip.”

Meredith laughed but nodded her head, setting your chart down.

“I will. Now eat your food and get some rest. The chief and Arizona are going to kick your ass.”

You groaned and threw your head back, of course they were

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#5

ONCE UPON A TIME IMAGINES MASTERLIST

BELLE GOLD

Rumbelle’s Daughter Taking Care of You When You’re Hurt

EMMA SWAN

Bad Break Up Finding Emma’s Daughter A Magical Immortal Falls For Emma

Emma’s Foster Sister Emma’s Mixed Race Child

MR GOLD | RUMPLESTILTSKIN

Rumbelle’s Daughter Before He Became the Dark One

The Dark One’s Daughter

REGINA MILLS | THE EVIL QUEEN

Bad Break Up Trick Or Treat Daughter of Regina and Daniel

HENRY MILLS

Trick Or Treat

RUBY | RED RIDING HOOD

Ruby Taking Care of You Ruby Is The Only One Who Can Make You Smile

HOOK | KILLIAN JONES

Finding Emma’s Daughter

DAVID NOLAN | PRINCE CHARMING

Jealous of Your Relationship With Emma

MARY MARGARET | SNOW WHITE

Jealous of Your Relationship With Emma

JEFFERSON | THE MAD HATTER

Daughter of Regina and Daniel

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#4

GREY'S ANATOMY IMAGINES MASTERLIST

JO

Going to Jo For Help Living in Your Car

ALEX KAREV

Enemy At the Hospital Treated For Minor Injuries Waking Up After Having Been Beaten Up Knocking Someone Out

MEREDITH GREY

Enemy At the Hospital Treated For Minor Injuries Waking Up After Having Been Beaten Up Secretly Dating Lexie

CHRISTINA YANG

Taking Care of You When You’re Sick Waking Up After Having Been Beaten Up

ARIZONA ROBBINS

Taking Care of You When You’re Sick Finding Out That You’re Homeless Knocking Someone Out

MARK SLOANE

Taking Care of You When You’re Sick Pushed Down the Stairs

MIRANDA BAILEY

Treated For Minor Injuries

RICHARD WEBBER

Treated For Minor Injuries

IZZY STEVENS

Waking Up After Having Been Beaten Up

GEORGE O'MALLEY

Waking Up After Having Been Beaten Up

CALLIE TORRES

Knocking Someone Out

DEREK SHEPHERD

Pushed Down the Stairs

LEXIE GREY

Secretly Dating Lexie

JACKSON AVERY

Jackson Pregnancy Reaction

160 notes • Posted 2021-07-23 22:39:45 GMT

#3

Loki should have just apologized but he just couldn't seem to make himself say the words. And you? You weren't saying any words at all. At least not to your husband. So Loki did what Loki did best.

He tightened the lids on all the jars and put everything on the highest shelves where you couldn't reach so you'd have to ask for help. What he forgot to do was hide the pliers and the step stool. Days passed and Loki resorted to other things. Leaving the television on all night at top volume. Leaving his underwear on the bathroom floor in front of the hamper. Leaving the toilet seat up. You kicked him out of the bedroom long ago but one night he came in anyway, laying down on his usual side. You got up, gathered your things and went to sleep in one of the many guest rooms with the door locked tight. He'd even started standing in your way in hopes of hearing a soft, 'excuse me' but you just brushed past him without a word. He told jokes, sang old Asgardian drinking songs, recited dirty limericks but you never broke. Loki did though.

He came into your room one night. You were in bed. Reading. "Y/N?"

No response.

The god of mischief fell to his knees in silent defeat. "I have endured much in my long life, my wife. But I don't think my heart could take another day of your silent anger." Loki took a deep breath. "I'm sorry, my darling. So sorry. Truly sorry. Now please…please speak to me."

You closed your book and looked at him. truly looked at him. For the first time in days. A tear escaped your husband's eye. "What would you have me say, my love?"

Loki gasped in relief, resting his forehead upon your thigh and laughed.

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191 notes • Posted 2021-07-18 21:51:53 GMT

#2

TW//blood, guns, kidnapping, and violence.

Reggie sat in the chair, hands tightly bound behind his back. The Ghoulies snatched him up when he was walking home from school. He didn't have to guess hard why. You, Reggie's girlfriend, had been a thorn in the Ghoulies' side since you joined the ranks of the Serpents.

For years they'd tried to get to you. Break you the way you'd broken them. They failed every time. You were too quick. Too smooth. Too dangerous. You had no weakness. And then one of the Ghoulies spotted you with Reggie at the drive in and again at Pop's.

So they took Reggie. Tied him up within one of their warehouses on the Southside and waited.

"Listen guys, I've been dating Y/N for a few months now and I've come to learn a few things about her."

"Shut up" sighed the kidnapper.

"She likes Disney movies, milkshakes, cuddles, small fluffy animals and stealing my hoodies."

"We don't care!"

" I also learned that quickest way to her heart is through her stomach."

"Dude, shut up."

"I've also learned that you don't touch what's hers. And I am hers. So you should probably do yourself a favor and let me go before she gets here."

One of the kidnappers rose from his seat near the door. "What you are is whipped. Now shut up or I'm going to shove that ugly fucking letterman jacket down your stupid throat."

There was a sound of gunshots. Blood splattered. The ghoulie fell to the ground, clutching his bloodied knee. Reggie didn't even flinch. One by one the ghoulies screamed, hitting the floor. Their blood painting the floor of their beloved warehouse crimson.

Reggie sighed as you sauntered into view. A gun in each hand. He shrugged his shoulders. "I tried to tell you."

You crouched down in front of him, tucking the firearms into the holsters beneath your Serpent jacket. "Are you okay?" you whispered, searching him for bruises or cuts. But he seemed to be fine. He didn't have a scratch on him.

"Fine. Hungry."

You laughed making quick work of untying him. "You're not mad? This is kind of my fault."

Reggie chuckled as he stood. "Nah. The only way I'd be mad is if you hadn't come and got me."

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#1

You packed up the last of your things and started for the elevator. You were so tired you could barely stand. Everything hurt. A small price to pay for training with the Titans.

"Hey, you headed out?"

You turned. It was Dick.

"Yeah," you smiled.

"It's kinda late don't you think?"

You checked your phone. 9:30 p.m. "Not really," you frowned.

Dick shoved his hands in his pockets. "You know they say crime never sleeps, right?"

"Maybe not in Gotham," you teased.

"Not anywhere," he replied. All business.

"What are you trying to say?"

He shrugged his shoulders, cheeks going slightly pink. "Nothing. Nothing at all it's just… I don't think I'd be able to take it if something happened to you, Y/N."

"You wanna walk me home?" you guessed.

"I want you to move in with us."

Your jaw dropped. "Because the city isn't safe?"

"Because you're here all the time anyway and you're practically a Titan already." He paused. Taking a deep breath. "Because I like you and I want you here. With me."

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234 notes • Posted 2021-07-18 22:36:14 GMT

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[girl-of-many-fandoms]

Emergency

Pairing: Jack Gibson x Reader

Summary: A tunnel explosion has a lot of people seeking medical attention at Grey Sloan Memorial and Gibson winds up being one of them.

Warnings: mention of blood & death

First Station 19 fic ever, hope you all enjoy this one!

MASTERLIST

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“What’s going on Dr. Bailey?”

Y/N fastened the protective gown and slipped her hands into the latex gloves as she stood in the ambulance bay filled with other attendings and interns. There was a loud explosion a couple miles out from Grey Sloan Memorial which was anything but good.

“There was an explosion in the tunnel, from what I’ve been told thus far is that we should be prepared to take in a lot of burn patients.” Meredith nudged the trauma attending with her elbow with a cheeky smile on her face.

“He’d be here soon enough you know.” Y/N rolled her eyes at Grey’s not so subtle hint at the Lieutenant that belonged to Station 19, Jack Gibson.

“Mer we have bigger things to deal with other than my depressing love life.”

“It doesn’t have to be depressing if you do let him take you out on a date.”

“Who’s going on a date?” Carina and Link now joined the pair which only made Y/N mentally facepalm herself.

“Carina you are just the person I need to talk too-”

“Don’t listen to her Carina, she doesn’t know what she’s talking about.” The OBGYN flicked her eyes between Y/N and Meredith, Meredith silently telling her to not pay attention to the annoyed attending. Before she had the chance to ask a question the aid car belonging to Station 19 pulled up without their sirens on and they’re not in any rush meaning that the patient is D.O.A.

The door opened and Gibson hopped out the back, his eyes finding Y/N’s at the front of the crowd. Bailey and Schmitt went over to assist with the removal of the patient and Warren gave them a run-down of what’s going on. Carina, however, observed the looks shared between Y/N and the Lieutenant, then it hit her. The conversation from before was about her and Jack but what could Meredith need her help with?

Another aid car pulled into the ambulance bay followed by another breaking whatever trance the two were trapped in. Y/N and Hunt sprung into action, rushing over to the nearest one.

“What do we got?”

“Forty-five year old male, bp ninety over fifty, as you can see he’s got shrapnel in his gut and legs from the blast-"

"Where's my daughter? I need my daughter!" The man on the stretcher began pulling at the neck brace and fighting against Owen.

"Sir you're at Grey Sloan Memorial, I'm sure your daughter is right behind you. Let's get him to trauma one." Y/N threw a final glance at Gibson as they wheeled the man into the hospital.

Burns, shrapnel removal and stitches were her rotation of patients that were brought in from the explosion site. She'd lost one patient so far today, the man from earlier, the shrapnel had perforated his intestines and while they were trying to repair the damaged organs, his heart gave out during surgery. Thankfully, she didn't have anymore patients that required surgery because she wouldn't have been able to handle another patient dying on her table.

Y/N snagged a chip from Maggie and popped it into her mouth, the cardio attending didn’t even bat an eye at her. Y/N was glad to be off her feet for the first time since this morning. It's currently four in the afternoon and the influx of patients have slowed down somewhat.

“This is the longest shift I’ve worked in a while, I could do without being-” her pager went off again and Maggie laughed watching as she ran out of the cafeteria to wherever she was paged to. Y/N made it down to the trauma floor in time to see Gibson being wheeled in on a stretcher this time, whatever tiredness she previously felt left immediately.

“Jack? The hell happened?”

“Heyyyyy Y/N.”

“He got hit in the head by a concrete slab trying to get a little girl out of the rubble.” Owen and Warren transferred him from the stretcher onto the bed in trauma two. When they were finished, Warren escorted Hughes out of the room to give us space to do our job.

“Jack how are you feeling?” Y/N flashed her penlight into his eyes and he followed the light with his pupils.

“Never been better.”

“He’s responsive but I’d like to get a CT scan done just to make sure that everything’s alright.”

—--

Jack quietly watched her as she updated his information on the tablet. They had just brought him down from getting the CT scan done, thankfully there wasn’t any damage done to his brain but he does have a concussion.

“You know if you wanted her attention so bad you could’ve talked to her like a normal person this morning. You got her running scans and looking after you no- oh hey, Y/N.” Hughes and Warren awkwardly turned on their heels to scurry away. Jack couldn’t believe those two just outed his feelings like that with her right in the room.

“I’m sorry about them.”

“It’s fine but they do have a point. A simple hello would have done the trick.” Y/N took a seat in the chair next to his bedside.

“Where’s the fun in that? I got to experience having a scan of my brain done and not to mention, I got you as my doctor.” The pair started laughing but it was cut short by him wincing in pain from his concussion.

“Gibson”

“I’m alright, it's just a really bad headache.”

“I should let you know that I’m keeping you here for observation for a few hours just to be sure that you’re okay and I’m not half-assing my job.” Her pager beeped in her coat pocket, she was needed in the pit. If Jack could’ve taken the black device from her hands and thrown it out the window, he would’ve. They’d just begun having a proper conversation and she’s being paged elsewhere.

“I have to get going but I’ll be back to discharge you but if I don’t, I’m sure doctor Hunt will. Remember to take it easy for the next couple days and rest up.” On that note, Y/N took off sprinting to get down to the pit barely scraping past Jack’s coworkers who stood out in the hallway.

She couldn’t wait for this shift to be over with.

—---

It’s been three days since the whole explosion and Y/N was looking forward to another busy day at work as there were rarely any slow days at Grey Sloan. Thermos in hand, Y/N entered the attending’s lounge/change room gaining Meredith’s attention.

“Good morning, nice flowers.” Y/N placed her coffee filled thermos on the table to examine the beautiful bouquet of red roses and sunflowers.

“Good morning and those aren’t for me.”

“Really, then who’s it for-” Her words died off as her eyes finally landed on the card stuck between it with her name on it. Plucking the card out she turned it over to see if there was any indication as to who sent her flowers on a random Friday morning.

I didn’t get to thank you properly so I hope this makes up for it.

Gibson :)

Y/N’s cheeks flushed at Jack’s kind gesture; she made a mental note to thank him for getting her her favourite flowers. Speaking of which, how did he know what her favourite flowers were?

“I’m going to guess that you or Carina had a part to play in this.” Y/N moved to start changing out of her peach blouse and dark washed jeans into her dark blue scrubs and sneakers.

“I can’t speak for Carina but I know I didn’t.” Opting not to push any further, Y/N slipped on her white coat and left to start her rounds for the day.

"Good morning doctor Y/L/N I'm on your service today."

"Good morning Helm, let's get started." Y/N lead the way to their patient’s room for their postoperative evaluation.

Helm went over the patient’s chart and they both answered any questions their patient’s had before moving on to the next patient. They were just about finished with morning rounds when her pager went off.

"Helm move it."

The pair quickened their pace down to the emergency room in time to see Hughes, Gibson and Hunt rolling in a patient with a branch of a tree lodged in her shoulder.

"Oh God."

"Helm keep it together. Hunt, you paged." Owen looked up from the unconscious patient.

"Yeah, I need your help with this. Helm book O.R. two, tell them we're coming up." A nurse came and hooked up the patient to IV fluids and the others prepared themselves to move the patient for surgery.

"Go on up, I'll meet you there." Jack and Vic were changing the sheet on their gurney and Y/N took this time to talk to the Lieutenant.

"I'm gonna grab some snacks from the vending machine." Jack was confused about Vic's sudden change in behaviour until he followed her line of sight to see the doctor he's had a crush on for quite a while, walking over.

"It's good to see you back at work Gibson."

"It's good to be back, concussions aren't fun at all."

"No they're not. I wanted to say thank you for the flowers, they're beautiful." Jack smiled down at her, pleased to know that she received his gift.

"But how did you know what flowers to get me?"

"I honestly didn't, I wanted to stick with the traditional roses but the sunflowers reminded me of how much you light up a room and I decided to mix them both." Y/N blushed at his words looking anywhere but up at Jack.

"I know you have to get going but would you like to go out for dinner sometime?"

"I'd love too but I really should get going. Have a good shift and you better not be brought in on that gurney again Lieutenant."

"Yes ma'am, see you later."

Jack released a breath he hadn't noticed that he was holding and Vic patted his back, she had been watching the pair from by the vending machine and was pleased to see her friend finally ask Y/N out.

"She said yes to dinner and she loved the flowers."

"Nice job Romeo, let's get back to work."

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It's only fair that I start writing for Station 19 since I'm already writing for Grey's.

[countrymusiclover]

3 - A Sloan Date

Part 4

Feisty Coffee Girl

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.”

My entire body had frozen at that moment. I reached into my pocket of my coat drawing out my phone. Scanning through my phone contacts I saw that the number had called me when I had picked up my daughter from school. “You've been blowing up my phone for almost two weeks.”

“I thought you would have called me back by now if you were interested and most people I’m with are typically interested when we first meet.” Mark responded to me shoving his hands inside his coat pockets.

Christina spoke up first behind us. “You know the Mark Sloan.”

“Not really. We only met one time when I worked at the coffee shop.” I corrected her statement before she assumed we had a long past together when we didn't.

Meredith raised a brow. “So how did you two meet?”

“He wanted a coffee and I gave him a scone recommendation. That was basically all.” I looked at the girl.

Izzie finally rounded the nurse desk grabbing me by the back of my jacket pushing me away from the coffee guy. “You listen here Mr. You stay away from her. She doesn't want anything to do with you!”

“Woah Iz dial it down a bit would ya. Nothing happened.” I pushed my way around her, not clear on what she was so pushy about. He was a guy that we were meeting for the first time. He couldn't wrong me from our first meeting.

Mark smiled at me, sending me a wink. “Don’t worry she'd have to let me take her on first before we could ever get serious.”

I felt my face turning red at his words and it only got deeper when our gaze locked onto the other. I didn't feel up to dating at the moment. I had my daughter to think about first and foremost before anybody else. “Mark, I'll at least take you up on your offer to buy me a drink.” I finally spoke towards the plastics surgeon.

“Y/n!” Izzie gasped in disgust.

Waving my hand at her I focused on Mark. “What time were you thinking or what time do you get off of work?”

“How about a quarter to never.” Izzir growled behind me.

Mark put his hands in the pockets of his dark pants. “I'd say around 7. Does that work for you?”

“That’s fine with me.” I replied back.

Someone cleared their throat behind him and we saw an older black guy standing before us. “Dr. Sloan can I see you in my office?”

“Sure chief. I'll see you tonight, feisty coffee girl.” Mark sent me a wink following him to his office on the next floor of the hospital.

Another doctor walks over to our group that had styled black hair and soft eyes that met in Meredith’s direction but says nothing for a few minutes. The man finally did say something to the group though. “So. Who’s the feisty coffee girl?”

“That would be me.” I raised my hand moving away from Izzie, extending my hand to the guy. “Y/n, Y/n Stevens .”

“Derek Shepherd. Nice to meet you. Uh I'm sorry but do you know the kid driving the wheelchair through the hospital?” Derek introduced himself before my eyes went wide, turning around on my feet.

I jumped backwards away from him when a wheelchair came running past us and I instantly saw my daughter being the one driving it through the hospital area. “Uh sorry but I have to go. I’ll see you later, Izzie. Eve!” Chasing after her it took me a good few minutes before I had caught up with her and we made our way home since I had to get ready for my date with a doctor.

“Why can’t I come with you?” Everly asked me eating her chicken bites that I had made for her in the oven.

Slipping on my tenna shoes I was standing in my bedroom with the door open so we could still talk. “Because where mommy is going tonight isn't a place for kids. Don't worry we will spend the whole day together tomorrow to make up for it.” I told my young child looking at myself in the mirror. I hadn’t been on a date in forever.

“I'll get it!” The doorbell rang with Everly opening it revealing Caroline who closed it behind her.

She sat her bag down searching for me. “Y/n, I want to see your outfit before the date tonight!”

“Does this look too simple? It feels too simple but we're just supposed to go out for drinks. I mean it isn't helping this is my first date since I had Eve basically but-” I was cut off with my best friend raising a hand.

She eyed my outfit, which was some ripped blue jeans and a light orange lace shirt that was short sleeved. I left my hair down where I had curled the ends of it to look slightly cuter. “You look cute and he clearly found you attractive in your work uniform so you shouldn’t have to worry.”

“Okay I’ll choose to believe you.” I smiled, calling my daughter over. “Everly!”

She ran over to me when I lowered myself down to a knee hugging her before I left for the evening. “Promise me that you will be super good for Caroline while I am gone.” She looped her pinky with mine and I did the same making our promise. The bar that we were meeting at was near my apartment building so I could just walk down there. Walking down a few different streets I entered the bar seeing Mark sitting at one of the bar tables.

“There’s my feisty coffee girl.” Mark smirked when I sat down on the barstool across from him sitting my bag on the edge of the table. His eyes scanned over me not dropping the smirk. “You look cuter than you did in your work uniform.”

I blushed, snorting out a laugh. “I would hope so, Dr. Sloan.”

“Dr. Sloan, you don’t gotta call me that when we aren’t in the hospital. We’re on a first name basis aren’t we?” Mark smiled with a waitress bringing over two shots of tequila.

Picking up the glass I corrected my last statement. “My bad, Mark. But if we’re on a first name basis, call me Y/n.” We both raised our shot glasses and downed the drink yet I scrunch my nose at the bitter taste not used to doing strong alcohol.

“You okay, Y/n?” Mark asked, seeing the reaction on my face.

Covering my face with my freehand sitting my glass down on the table. When I got pregnant with Eve I didn’t have my first real drink until the day she went to elementary school. “Sorry tequila ain’t my thing.”

“We can go for something lighter. I ain’t picky especially if we can meet up again.” He met my gaze, waving the waiter over to get some different shots for us. We had done about four or five different shots just talking about his job and my job.

I wasn’t sure if I could tell him about my daughter yet. Most of the time when I did guys pretty much didn’t call me back after the date or just left during the date. If it was just me and Eve for a few more years I’d be somewhat okay with that. “You really want a second date. I didn’t think a simple coffee shop girl would impress a plastic surgeon.”

“You’re not a simple coffee girl, Y/n.” Mark sat his glass down reaching for my freehand laying on the table intertwining his with mine. “There’s something about you that interests me.”

I blurted out the question feeling embarrassed the second I said it. “You aren’t just saying that so I’ll sleep with you?”

“I’ll prove it.” He responded quickly back.

A curious look crossed my face. “How ya gonna do that?”

“While we keep going out I won’t sleep with anyone else. I won’t even mention it unless you want me too. Does that seem fair?” Mark squeezing my hand waiting for my response.

Squeezing his hand in mine I agreed to the offer not knowing what I was getting myself and my daughter at some point into. “Sounds like an interesting challenge. I accept it.” The night ended with him walking me back to my building and nothing more.

Comments really appreciated ❤️

[fan-of-many24]

I can't imagine my life without you (Alex Karev x gn!Reader)

Alex Karev x gn!Reader fluff

Kinda short, 812 words

Continuation of the last oneshot :)

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“Alex, c’mon, I’m trying to study here!” you giggled as the man wrapped his toned arms around your waist as you were typing away at your computer. You had been studying to get your doctorate in nursing, and this week was leading up to your oral defense of your dissertation. You had spent the past month memorizing your slides and preparing for any and all questions the committee might have. Of course, this left very little time for your boyfriend.

“Babyyyy,” he whined, “you deserve a break, you’ve been staring at that screen all day!”

“What you mean is,” you sighed, setting your laptop on the coffee table in front of you, “you want some attention.” 

“Well, that would be a welcome result,” he grumbled, pulling you into his lap, “but seriously, you’re overworking yourself. You’ve barely slept all week.”

“I’m fine, Alex,” you smiled.

“Just take the rest of the day off, besides its not often that we both get the day off.”

You sighed and looked at the clock. It was almost 5, and there wasn’t much left to the day. You leaned onto your boyfriend and looked up at him.

“Dinner?” you suggested.

A smile crept onto his face at the fact that he was able to convince you. He gave you a quick, sweet kiss before standing the both of you up and running up the stairs. You laughed at how he often acted like a kid, but you were glad he was able to show you this side of him. 

You guys were years into the relationship, and even though you two had your arguments, you had always come out stronger for it. You quickly ran up the stairs behind him, shouting, “Where are we going?”

“Joe’s!”

You shook your head as you ran.

You changed into a nice but casual outfit, quickly styling your hair. You felt the familiar arms wrap around your waist once more.

“Almost done?” Alex mumbled against your neck, kissing it.

“Yes, yes,” you smiled putting your hands on his.

The two of you left your apartment and drove the familiar path to Joe’s. The two of you took a seat at the bar, immediately ordering your drinks.

“Do you remember our first date?” Alex asked.

“Of course I do,” you smiled, leaning onto his shoulder, “I thought you were a brute but I went anyways.”

He lightly flicked your forehead and you laughed.

“I’m just kidding, but I seriously am glad I went,” you leaned your head onto your hand, looking up at the man you love, “I couldn’t imagine my life without you.”

Alex smiled down at you, giving you a quick peck on the cheek. “I couldn’t imagine my life without you either. You’ve taught me so much about myself, and you’ve helped me through so much.”

You took his hand and squeezed it, sitting up, “You’ve done the same for me. You’ve helped me build my self-esteem and self confidence. You encourage me to go as far as I can, but you also keep me in check, making sure that I don’t burn out. I didn’t know just how much I needed you until you came into my life. I love you more than anything.”

Alex let out a shaky breath. “I love you too, I just hope I’m able to show you just how much you mean to me,” he stood from his stool, “which is why…”

He got down on one knee, pulling a box from his pocket, “Y/N L/N, you make me feel like a better person, and I want to be a better person around you. You see things in me I haven’t seen, and I don’t want to spend a minute of my life without you in it. So what I’m asking is, will you marry me?” He opened the box to reveal the ring of your dreams.

You had stood up as soon as he got down on one knee. The man you loved knelt in front of you, asking you to spend the rest of your life with him. At that moment, any thoughts other than him left your body. Before he finished his speech you knew what you were going to say. Tears filled your eyes as you nodded your head, “Yes. Yes, of course!” You reached your hand out and Alex slid the ring on.

He leapt up, wrapping you in a hug, spinning you around, laughing. As he let you down from the hug he captured your lips with his, kissing you as if you were to disappear at a moment’s notice. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer. The rest of the night, the other bar patrons bought you round after round of drinks to celebrate, and there was no studying or sleeping once the two of you got home.

[fangirlfanwritings]

Alex Karev Request

I was wondering if you could do an alex karev imagine where the reader is dating him but isn't sure about introducing him to her daughter but her daughter ends up getting hurt and treated by him and he's so comforting and good with her the reader introduces them in the end

You were just pulling into your driveway when your phone went off. Alex’s name popped off and you looked at the text he had sent. “Looks like I have next Thursday off. If you’re free we could go try that new Chinese place downtown.”

You tried to plan ahead. Your usual sitter was in school and you knew she wouldn’t want to stay out late on a school night. You sent a quick text to your friend, asking if she could sit, and were relieved when she said yes. “Works for me!” Happiness and guilt both came over you. Happiness in getting to see Alex again, guilt that you still hadn’t introduced him to your daughter. You wanted too but you two had only been together for a couple months and you were worried that he wasn’t ready to be in a relationship with a kid, or that your daughter wouldn’t like him. Either way you’d lose Alex and you were trying to prolong that.

You walked into your small house and were greeted by Scarlet. “Mommy,” the 5 year old through her arms around you.

“Hi baby,” you picked her up. “I missed you so much!” You paid the sitter and started on dinner. After dinner she begged to ride her bike and you put on her helmet. The two of you were riding down the sidewalk when an large and unexpected earthquake started shaking the ground. You tried to grab Scarlet as quick as you could but another giant shake sent you to the ground with a force and sent Scarlet off the curb.

It was over as quick as it started and you crawled to your daughter, whose leg was bent at an unnatural angle. Blood was pouring from her leg and you could see the bone sticking out. She was sobbing and went to look but you quickly blocked her view. “Don’t look, Scar, don’t look. Just look at me, ok?”

******

You ran alongside the bed as Scarlet was being rushed to get scans of her leg done. You were stuck outside the room and tapped your foot feverently waiting to see her again. “Y/N?” You started to tear up when you saw his familiar face and ran to hug him. “What are you doing here? Are you ok?”

“Scarlet was riding her bike and that earthquake came out of nowhere and she flew off and broke her leg. They’re taking x rays now.”

“Hey, she’ll be ok. I’m going to take good care of her. I promise.” She was rushed into surgery and you were slumped over in the waiting room. The weight of events and your long day must have gotten to you because when Alex went to find you you were asleep against the wall. “Y/N.”

When you saw him you woke up completely. “Is she ok?”

“She’s great, let me show you to her room.” You sat down beside her as she slept. “Everything went perfectly, she should be healed up in no time.”

“Thank you,” you held his hand. “You know, this isn’t how I wanted you two to meet.”

“It’s not what I pictured either.”

******

When Scarlet woke up you and Alex were both right there. He was quick to take care of her pain and returned to her side. It was her 2nd day in the hospital and he’d yet to leave for more than ten minutes. He walked back in and smiled at her. “You feel any better now, Scarlet?”

“Mhmm,” she nodded. “My leg doesn’t even hurt that bad.”

“Good. I, ugh, brought you something.” He pulled a small little stuffed dog from his pocket and gave it to her. “Your Mom told me you love dogs.”

You saw the two of them together and knew you had nothing to be worried about. “Scarlet, you remember my friend that I’ve been going out with?” She nodded. “Well this is him.”

“Dr. Karev is your boyfriend?”

“Um-”

“Yes, I am,” he cut in.

“I think him, Mommy. He’s nice.”

“He is pretty nice isn’t he?” She nodded. “Maybe Alex would like to come over this weekend for dinner?”

“That would be so fun! Dr. Alex will you come for dinner?”

He nodded, “Only if we can eat ice cream after.”

[staarshines]

"Oh... I just love happy endings." alex🥺🥺

Warnings: Minor Attack of the Clones (Star Wars) spoilers

Word Count: <500

Disney Prompts | Nat’s 500

You watch as Padme holds Anakin’s hands in hers on the TV screen while you’re snuggled up next to your boyfriend under a blanket, half-asleep.

“We need a wedding like that,” you mumble quietly, moving closer into your source of heat. He doesn’t respond and you look up, expecting him to be sleeping, but instead, you catch him crying. “Hey, hey, hey.” You immediately spring up, wiping the tears away from his face and cupping his face in your hands. “What’s wrong? Why are you crying?” He just shakes his head, motioning to the TV.

“Oh, I just love happy endings,” he sobs, burying his head in your chest. You can’t help but break out in laughter, rubbing his back.

“And I love you.”

Masterlist

[wonderswritings]

Request Guidelines

I’ve had a lot of people messaging me asking what my guidelines are for requesting because the one I have up does not have enough information on it so I’ve updated my guidelines:

*When you request something, please Be Clear with what you want. I need more than steve rogers smut or fluff? This gives me nothing to write with.

*I reserve the right to reject a request. I try my hardest to write each request I receive but it does get the best of me and I never get around to do it. If you do send in a request and I do not either:  1) know who the person is  2) you hound me repeatedly for the story, on or off anon 3) I’m uncomfortable writing it, I have the right not to write it

*If you request anything NSFW, you MUST be older than 18. I can not stress how important this is.

*I will do oneshots, drabbles, imagines, mood boards, and a short series (if needed)

If you do not follow the guidelines, I WILL delete the request.

Do NOT hound me. I understand asking about, or seeing if I’ve gotten the request because of how stupid Dumblr is, but hounding me to write it and publish it is not going to make me write it any faster or post it and there is a chance that I’ll just delete the ask. 

Here is a list of who I will write for: Marvel: Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Thor, T’Challa, Clint Barton, Logan Howlett Supernatural: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester The Walking Dead: Rick Grimes, Daryl Dixon, Jesus DC Comics: Oliver Queen, Barry Allen, Mon-El, Clark Kent, Bruce Wayne Vampire Diaries/Originals: Damon Salvatore, Stefan Salvatore Klaus Mikaelson, Elijah Mikaelson Actors: Chris Evans, Jensen Ackles, Jared Padalecki, Stephen Amell, Grant Gustin, Norman Reedus, Andrew Lincoln

I am willing to write: Marvel: Natasha Romanoff, Bucky Barnes, Pietro Maximoff, Wanda Maximoff, Peter Parker, Loki, Peter Quill Supernatural: Crowley, Rowena, John Winchester The Walking Dead: Carl Grimes, Glenn Rhee, Negan DC Comics: Kara Danvers, Wally West, Sara Lance, Ray Palmer, Nathan Heywood, Leonard Snart, Aquaman Actors: Tom Holland, Chandler Riggs, Daniel Gillies, Chris Hemsworth, Kit Harington,  Jason Momoa   Game of Thrones: Robb Stark, Jon Snow, Tyrion Lannister, Jaime Lannister, Khal Drogo Greys Anatomy: Derek Shepherd, Mark Sloan, Owen Hunt, Alex Karev, Jackson Avery

I will not write: Polyamory, Incest, Smut for Peter Parker, Carl Grimes, Tom Holland and Chandler Riggs

Frequently asked Questions: Do you write person of colors stories? I have never written for a person of color for the simple fact that I wouldn’t know how to write them. There’s differences between a white person and a person of color so I wouldn’t know how to portray them without offending anyone.

How do you feel writing for the LGBTQ community? I am comfortable writing for the LGBTQ community, I just tend not to unless someone requests me to. I do not want to offend anyone so most of my stories the reader is a girl, and a few stories I will do a gender neutral reader

Do you write male x male, female x female? I have written a girl x girl story where the requester asked for Supergirl to be switched as her male counterpart but I wrote it as a girl x girl story. I also have a Black Widow story that hints at a little something in the past which is a girl x girl. If someone requests a specific pairing like male x male or girl x girl, I would have no problem writing it.

How do you write Y/N? Y/N is generally based off of me. I try not to write any descriptive pieces about hair/face/body because not everyone has what I write Y/N to be. If I do describe the appearance it is most always based off of me.

How do you feel about people talking to you either on your post or through your messages/anon? I have no problem with you talking to me. You can talk to me through private messaging if you don’t want it to be public, or you can talk to me through asks. If you send in an anon, I only ask that you are nice and polite. I’ve had to cut off anon and delete a lot of messages I’ve received because of the little assholes who think they’re entitled to be a dick because I haven’t done something that they like. 

Do you have other writing profiles? Wattpad: Marvel_base001

How do you tag? On my side blog @capstags where my tagging system is, I have lists for each thing I write. Anything related to that topic, I tag you in it. I do ask that you reblog or comment to be tagged just because it shows that you are active

Will you put your beliefs/religion in a story you write? No. My religion and beliefs may not be the same as another persons and I do not want to offend anyone.

Do you have a permanent taglist? Originally, no. But recently I made a new taglist that is for permanent tags. That list, well post, is at @capstags and it should be the first post on there. 

Will you write a story for an OC? If I have to. I tend to stay away from having to write OC’s just because of the variety of readers.

Do you write ships? No. I don’t have any interest in writing any type of ships. If I do write a story that involves a character x character story and it just so happens to a be ship, it’s coincidental. I don’t really write stories where the main pairing is a ship.

How long does it take you to upload another story chapter or a new story? I don’t actually have a time frame for when I post an update to a series or a new story. I usually will post a new story when I feel as though my followers feel as though I don’t write enough or posted enough, or when notes have gone down. For my series, it’s mainly whenever I have the next part written, or whenever I actually remember to post it.

You have a lot of discontinued stories on your master list, why? Well, for starters when I started those stories, I was really excited to share them. Then after I posted one or two parts to the story, the enthusiasm I had for it dwindled because of the response I got for it so I just stopped writing it. I have added more discontinued stories to my master list because I know for a fact that I won’t update them and it’s unfair to my readers/followers to have it open where it leaves it open for a possible update when I know I’m not going to. 

Do you do challenges or anything along those lines? I have in the past done a challenge and I had only two people to actually participate. I do ships once in a blue moon but the last ships I did turned out to be a total disaster thanks to some very rude anons. I also participate in other peoples challenges. If it is a challenge that last a year or a few months (like my bingo cards) then I’ll open up a new tallest for that specific challenge, though sometimes I forget to tag that list in those challenges because I have a lot of tag lists. 

Will you ever update your old unfinished series? Honestly, probably not. I started those series because I wanted to write it and then after a while, notes started to go down and I lost motivation to actually continue to write it.