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[cariantha]

Sweet December

Book: Open Heart, Book 2 (post-attack) Pairing: Dr. Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Dr. Sawyer Brooks) Rating: General Category: Fluff, Christmas Word count: 1K Summary: Ethan eavesdrops on a conversation between Sawyer and her best friend. A/N: This fic was inspired by this Instagram reel and a little “Caption This” fun with a friend. It was meant to be an angsty fic, but then I listened to Sweet December by Brett Eldridge and Kelly Clarkson and changed directions. Merry Christmas!🎄

Events/Prompts: Participating in Winter Holidays 2024 hosted by @choicesholidays | Cuddling by the fireplace

With plans to spend their day off together, Ethan insisted that Sawyer come to his after her late-night shift at the hospital. The apartment was dark except for the glow of his bedside lamps, drawing attention away from the living room and the surprise he had set up for his girl. 

The tactic worked. An exhausted Sawyer entered the quiet apartment well after midnight and headed straight for the bedroom like a moth to the flame. After a quick kiss and a much-needed shower, she draped herself over Ethan’s body like a blanket and passed out within minutes. 

It was mid-morning when Sawyer padded into the kitchen, still a little groggy, with her phone pressed to her ear. Finding no evidence of Ethan's morning coffee, she assumed he was still at the gym, which was his usual weekend routine. 

“That sounds like so much fun. I’ve always wanted to visit New York during Christmas time…” Sawyer told the person on the other end of the line. “Maybe next year.”

When she put the phone on speaker so she could start the coffee, her best friend’s voice filled the room. 

“What about you? Are you going home to Arizona for Christmas?” Christian asked. 

“No. I love my family and know they are concerned, but they have been so overbearing that I’ve started dodging their calls,” she confessed. 

“Oof.” 

“I know,” Sawyer grimaced guiltily, “and I know they mean well, but I just need time to process things on my own. I can’t take any more time off, anyway. I just got back to work and need to catch up on my clinic hours. Besides, I’m looking forward to experiencing a Christmas like in the movies. You know, someplace cold enough that it snows, and you can cozy up by the fire and drink hot chocolate."

“Will you spend Christmas with Ethan, then?”   

From the living room, Ethan watched as Sawyer shrugged her shoulders. He’d been listening to their conversation while he lounged in front of the fireplace, waiting for her to turn around and notice him. 

"I don't want to assume, but I hope so," Sawyer answered softly, then sighed deeply. "God, Christian, I know it sounds so corny, but when I start feeling all upside down, he turns me right around."

"Awww..."

Ethan continued to watch and listen as she tinkered with the coffee machine. 

"We’re both working on Christmas, but a wintery night cuddling by the fire like we had at Dagger Mountain would be amazing. As for anything else, I think Ethan’s more the ‘spirit of Christmas’ type than the ‘holiday spirit’ type. Last year, when I came over to help with Naveen's case, I brought him one of those potted tabletop trees from the hospital gift shop because he didn't have a tree or a wreath or anything. It made me sad for him."  

Ethan raised his brows in surprise, then looked to the corner of the room where, the night before, he set a five-foot balsam fir into a tree stand. Boxes of ornaments and garland that the doorman helped carry into the apartment sat on the floor nearby.  

Christian chuckled. “You sound like Cindy Lou Who talking about the Grinch. Girl, he's been a bachelor for a long time. Guys don't care about that shit. Sam wouldn't bother either if it weren't for the boys."

"Yeah, I guess you’re right." 

A loud pop from the living room made Sawyer jump. She quickly spun around to find Ethan reclined in front of the fireplace. Christian’s voice faded into the background as Sawyer's senses awakened with the warmth of the roaring fire. The smell of fresh pine needles. The twinkling of white lights in the corner. The soft crooning of Bing Crosby’s “Silver Bells.” The taste of creamy chocolate and peppermint from the cup that Ethan walked over and offered her. 

“Sawyer? Hellooo… did I lose you?” 

Reaching for her phone, she apologized to her friend. “Sorry about that, um, Ethan just surprised me… Can I call you back later?” 

“Of course! I should go anyway. I think Sam and the boys are ready to leave for the ice rink.”

“Have fun and send me pics. Love you.”

“Love you, too, babe.”

Sawyer ended the call and set her phone aside. “Hi,” she greeted, standing on her tiptoes. 

“Morning,” Ethan answered, bending down to meet her halfway for a tender kiss. 

Gesturing to the living room, “What’s all this?”

“Since you're not going home for Christmas, I thought we could celebrate together. Here.” 

“Really?”

“Yeah, really,” he confirmed with a peck to her lips.

“I’d love that...” she blushed with embarrassment, “as you probably heard.” She wrapped her arms around his waist and looked at the glowing tree. “You bought a real tree?”

“Given your family’s Christmas tree business, I knew anything else would be considered sacrilege.”

She smiled up at him. “You remembered that?” 

“When it comes to you, I remember everything.”

Pressing herself tighter against him, Sawyer rested her cheek on his chest. “It’s so cozy in here. And look! It’s snowing outside.” Sawyer moved to sit on the sofa, tugging the sleeve of Ethan’s robe to get him to follow. “Come cuddle with me.”

Ethan sat, draping an arm over her shoulder, tucking her into his side. But just as they got comfortable, Ethan moved to stand up. 

“Where are you going?”

“I forgot,” he started, “I bought one of those big fluffy blankets you said I needed for cuddling on the couch. It’s in the hall closet.”

Sawyer smiled so big. “You are so sweet sometimes.”

“Sweet?! Uh-oh, my reputation for being a Grinch is in jeopardy.”

Reminded again that he heard every word of her conversation, she scowled at him. “Hasn’t anyone ever told you it’s rude to eavesdrop? You could have cleared your throat or something.”

Ethan winked, letting her know there was nothing to worry about. “Let me grab the blanket.”

“No,” she demanded, catching his hand before he walked away. Lying back, she pulled him down and on top of her. “A blanket’s good, but you’re even better.”

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[dirtychainsawconfessions]

TCM3 Leatherface would've been a total DILF if they didn't make him a rapist

[rigginsstreet]

Hilarie Burton as Peyton Sawyer and Chad Michael Murray as Lucas Scott ONE TREE HILL 3x03 FIRST DAY ON A BRAND NEW PLANET

[eadanga]

Here comes the baby

Sawyer grins as he watches the horses eat he offered his own horse a carrot and she whinnies as she plucks it from his hand “Good girl Dolly” He pets his horse

“Sawyer”

He turned around and saw his pregnant wife Sarah behind him “Honey what are you doing out of bed you need rest”

“I’m fine Sawyer I just wanted to see you”

“I’m glad you did” He wraps his arms around her “But still your health sweetie”

“I feel fine today and besides walking is good”

“Well if you say so I trust you”

“Thanks Sawyer now we can” A stream of liquid goes down her leg “Oh Sawyer I think my water just broke”

Sawyer’s eyes go wide “What?!” He scoops her into his arms “Come on we gotta get to the doctor!” He carries her to his truck then tries to start it but the engine sputters and smoke billow’s out of it “Damn! Of all the times to blow a gasket!”

“What are we gonna do Sawyer the contractions will start”

Sawyer pauses then smirks “Wait here” He gets out the truck then returns a few minutes later on horse back “Let’s go Sarah”

“We’re riding on Dolly? Can she carry us both especially with my stomach?”

“She can Dolly is strong enough to do it”

“I don’t know Sawyer we need to get to the doctor’s quickly and how you gonna make sure I don’t fall off”

“Don’t you trust me Sarah?”

“I do but I’m looking at it rationally”

Sawyer rests his forehead against hers “I’m not gonna let you down Sarah I wouldn’t suggest this if I didn’t believe in Dolley and we don’t really have a choice we gotta get you to the doctor unless you wanna have the baby here on the ground”

Sarah looks around then nods “Ok Sawyer”

Sawyer grins then he puts her on the horse then rides as quickly as he can to the doctor office”

Sarah feels the contractions begin to start she grits her teeth then waits till the pain passes

After what feels like hours they finally reach the town’s clinic Sawyer scoops her up and carries her inside “See I told you we’ll get there”

“I’m glad Sawyer but the contractions have started”

“Right can we get a room my wife is about to give birth”

A nurse pulls out a wheelchair and Sawyer sits her down. They roll her into the delivery room. As she was prepped for delivery Sarah turned to Sawyer “Hold my hand”

Sawyer grips her hand “Squeeze the life out of it”

The doctor walks in “Ok Mrs. Oakley you ready?”

Sarah bites her lip then nods “Yes I am”

After pushing the hospital room is filled with the sounds of a baby crying Sarah let’s out tears of joy as she holds her daughter

Sawyer grins “Hi there cutie I’m your daddy” He kisses her forehead “She’s beautiful Sarah she has my face”

Sarah raises an eyebrow “Your face? This is my face”

Sawyer chuckles “Come on you can’t deny she looks like me”

Sarah giggles “Maybe around the eyes”

Sawyer laughs then smiles “What shall we name her?”

Sarah smirks “Well I was gonna name her Sawyer Jr. cause I thought she was gonna be a boy”

“Oh hell no if we have any boys down the line you better not name them that”

Sarah giggles then smiles “I’ve always loved the name Clemintine rhymes with Brooklynne”

Sawyer chuckles then grins “I love it welcome to the world little Clemintine” He kisses her softly “I love you”

“I love you too”

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[ginawankenobi]

» James + Juliet - a mini mixtape

Track 1 - Mine, by Taylor Swift Track 2- The Air That I Breathe, by The Hollies Track 3 - Woman Woman, by AWOLNATION Track 4 - No Matter What, by Papa Roach Track 5 - All I Need, by Mat Kearney Track 6 - Must Have Done Something Right, by Relient K Track 7 - Show Me What I’m Looking For, by Carolina Liar Track 8 - I’ll Follow You, by Shinedown Track 9 - All This Time, by OneRepublic Track 10 - The Way You Look Tonight, by Frank Sinatra

[hotchocolatelovesyou]

You know, I'm replaying Big Sky Country and some of the things that Sawyer says about his childhood are low-key (very high-key) concerning. His father buzzed all his hair off because he dyed it blue, his mother made him walk back to his house when he was veeeeery young while everybody else was in the car because of a fight between brothers, and uh, well, I'm sure something else will come up in future chapters.

Honestly, I'm starting to wonder if another reason Duke left is because maybe he thought that they would have been "strict" (iykyk) with his daughter too.

I'm replaying with a m!MC and Sawyer doesn't even try to hide the fact that he's flirting. PB would probably never go for that route, and there is even a complete sequel now, but mh I do pity this sweet cowboy a bit by thinking of his hypothetical coming out.

[choicesficwriterscreations]

MC of the Month: Sawyer Brooks

Please welcome our third MC of the month! Each month, we will highlight one MC or OC that is currently on our Meet my MC / OC List. The MC / OC is selected randomly on the Wheel of Names, and eligibility requirements can be found here. We accept MC / OC profiles on an ongoing basis. Please feel free to send yours in!

This month's MC of the month is...

@cariantha ' s Sawyer Brooks

Learn more about Sawyer and her creator, Cari, below.

In your words, tell us what you like most about your MC. 

Not only is Sawyer beautiful and talented, but she’s incredibly smart and ambitious. And she really could care less about bragging rights, fame, or glory. 

Sawyer has never been the best at anything right out of the gate. She has had to work hard for everything she’s ever accomplished or achieved. She only ever wants to prove to herself that she can do anything she sets her mind to. It started when she was in grade school. She wasn’t the best test-taker back then and often placed into lower level classes, but within weeks advanced herself into gifted courses. When it came to athletics she had natural talent, but she didn’t have the advantage of other student athletes who could afford to play club sports year round. She worked hard each season, showing up and giving her all in every practice, which led to her earning a scholarship to play collegiate volleyball. And as we know, it took her a few weeks to find her way but she eventually climbed the ranks and took the top spot in the Edenbrook intern competition. 

What’s her proudest personal accomplishment you might ask? You might think it was something huge like diagnosing Naveen, but it was actually discovering and claiming Dr. Ethan Ramsey’s heart.❤️ She jokes that after he dies, she will donate it to a museum. 

Do you feel your MC is like you at all? How are you alike or different?

Of all my Choices MCs, Sawyer is definitely the most like me. We share similar backgrounds, upbringings, interests, and personalities. 

We are most alike in the sense that we make friends easily and enjoy the associations of many, but tend to keep our circle of trust pretty small. And we both hate conflict. If mad, we avoid or bottle things up rather than confront. I know, I know, it’s not exactly healthy. We’re both working on it. 

As far as differences, Sawyer is more forward. More willing to take risks. She’s more playful and affectionate. And she’s much more comfortable in her own skin - she knows she looks good naked.🏃🏼‍♀️ Sawyer could be on the cover of a Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Edition.😉 Hence all the bikini thirst traps on her Pictagram.

What is most important to your MC? What is their motivation in life? 

Being true to herself. It wasn’t until she started applying for residency programs that she realized she needed to start making choices based on what she wanted, not what others expected of her. Being the oldest child in her family, and the most successful academically, she felt a lot of pressure to set an example and make her parents proud. When she finally started making decisions based on her own happiness and not the expectations of others, she felt so free and content.   

Happiness is Sawyer’s motivation. She knows the pursuit of happiness is not always easy, but if the end goal is something that will bring her joy or make her feel good about herself, then she’s going to give it her all and push through. 

What are their biggest pet peeves/dislikes? 

Sawyer’s a compulsive neat freak. When she’s stressed, she can’t rest until everything is tidy and in order. She has a lot of pet peeves related to things that might disturb that order. One of the most irritating ones is dirty dishes left in the sink when there is a perfectly good dishwasher nearby. Even if the dishwasher is full, she thinks you should at least rinse the grime off the dishes. Also, clothes that hang over the side of the laundry basket. She thinks it’s just lazy to not push them all the way in. Oh, and whiskers all over the sink. Luckily, Ethan shaves in the shower. And the fact that he has a housekeeper come regularly to help maintain order keeps her from going off the deep end when she’s had a rough day. 

She was never more irritated than intern year when she was stressed to the max and living with four roommates. She was so relieved on the nights she could go hang out at Ethan’s and work on Naveen’s case.  

If your MC could change one thing - anything - what would it be? 

Other than all the wrongs in the world, Sawyer would change her voice. She wishes she could sing. She loves and finds so much comfort in music. She’ll sing in the shower and in the car when she’s alone. It’s not awful, but it’s not exactly great. Singing karaoke with her friends gives her a lot of anxiety. 

What is your MC’s favorite quote or song? 

Sawyer’s favorite song is Here Tonight by Brett Young. She discovers it shortly after Miami and has it on repeat for weeks afterward. The lyrics describe exactly how she felt on the balcony that night with Ethan, the night when everything changed for them. Fast forward to Year 3 and they talk about what they would choose for “their song.” Sawyer plays it for Ethan, and he immediately agrees it’s the one. 

Is there anything else you’d like to share about your MC:

Sawyer is my daily dose of medicine. When I first joined the fandom, I seriously thought I would just create some fun edits about her journey through residency. Getting lost in the details of editing, believe it or not, was a major stress reliever. Channeling Ethan Ramsey here...I was able to control what I could control. But I quickly caught the writing bug. It felt amazing to try something new, and it felt even better when it was positively received by OH fans. I probably have a very unhealthy addiction to Tumblr now, but this fandom brings me so much joy. Writing for Sawyer and Ethan gives me something to always look forward to. 

Thank you for sharing Sawyer with us, Cari! You can learn more about Sawyer Brooks here!

[something-in-blue]

The Rot sets in part 2

The earth rumbled

It received a request, from a human boy. A little boy who's energy is more akin to a sapling than a human. The boy sapling to asked bring a person to him. The person, a human man with a strange energy resided on top of a building made of steel and concrete. It would to be a little difficult.

But not too difficult.

The boy sapling hummed in gratitude. The earth hummed back and began its work.

Slowly but surely, it created a careful path from the human man's position to the location of the boy sapling. Once the path was ready it pulled the human man deep in the earth.

The human man let out a startled scream before it was quickly swallowed along with him. He was pulled and pushed until he reached the location of the boy sapling and spat him out. The boy sapling thanked the earth once again and the earth returned to it slumber.

Eike had anticipated that Propaganda might put up a fight and was ready to freeze him at a moment's notice. What he didn't anticipate was Propaganda, trembling in a fetal position mumbling that he didn't want to die.

Was Propaganda claustrophobic? He might have considering the reaction. No matter, he thought, it might make him talk easier.

He put on his costume while waiting for the earth to bring him his target. His costume was an all white, sleeveless unitard with thigh high boots, long gloves and a face and neck covering mask, leaving only his long platinum hair and shoulders exposed. He wore a jade colored cape with a hood attached with gold trimming. (He removed Quintessence's Sun symbol from his costume. Eike did not wish to tarnish her name with what he intends to become)

He couldn't afford Propaganda or anyone to find out his identity, not yet anyways.

Although, considering Derek works for PARENTS now he might have ratted him out. Or he's planning to use it as a bargaining chip. His source might have some insight on the matter but that's something else he'll have to worry about later.

He stood over the trembling, closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Eike Harlow has retreated, and Catalyst stood in his place.

"Propaganda" Catalyst spoke, his coice carrying an authority unfitting for a hero. "Raise your head, I have questions to ask"

Propaganda raised his trembling head and looked at the man above him. he recognized him as Catalyst, the Vera city hero. He must have come here for Lil Biggie's concert. A smile appeared on his face, If he can control him and use him against Lil Biggie-

Before he could finish his thought he felt himself sinking in the ground. Panic took over and started yelling, begging. He didn't want to go in the dark again.

Catalyst stops and looks down at his half sunken body. "Before you attempt anything, know that we are alone, far away from anyone who could hear or help"

He knelt down and grabbed Propaganda's chin, "all I want, is answers. Give me what I desire, and I will not drag you underneath the earth"

The villian scoffed, "look at you, all high and mighty, some hero you are! Threatening a defenseless man like myself. Playing big hero after your mentor up and ditched you?!

I've done nothing wrong and you should release me at once!"

Propaganda has been subtly attempting to use his mind control powers on Catalyst. If he can just get to him-

He started sinking again, his legs already swallowed and the ground is up to his chest. "WAIT, WAIT! YOU CANT DO THIS!"

Catalyst stood motionless, "I have no time for your games. Give me my answers and you will not become one with the earth"

Propaganda finally relented, the hero seems to be in bad and he doesn't want to push his luck. "Fine, what do want to know?"

Beneath his mask, Catalyst smirked, Propaganda is a weak man and it wouldn't have taken long for him to break. The interrogation begins now.

"How did you escape the prison you were in?"

"There was a breakout and I escaped during the confusion."

"What was your plan here?"

"To get back at Lil Biggie for the humiliation he put me through"

"How many people did you have under mind control?"

"Only the hostages on the roof "

"How did you get your hands on Dozer?"

"I got it from a Crazy Chris in Ver-!"

Propaganda immediately stopped talking. He got played! He lead on with some obvious questions and let him talk! He looked horrified and wide eyed at the hero above him. He stood completely still with the wind moving his cape a little. His face completely obscure by the mask and the lack of light in the dark alley. At the moment he looked more a villain that the sunshine hero he was known for.

"Go on," Catalyst said, "keep going. You've come this far anyways"

Propaganda wanted to argue, but he thought about it. Catalyst will continue to sink in the ground if they he denied him answers, any attempt to use his powers will also result in him sinking further. He didn't know if the hero was willing to kill him or not but was in no position to test it. He sighed and kept talking.

"I heard there was a drug that boosts superpowers for powered individuals such as you and I, and grants superpoweres to normal people. There's a dealer in Vera city, goes by Crazy Chris. He got his hand on the drug and started dealing it about a month ago."

"Personally I didn't believe it till I tried myself. And I've never felt more powerful! I would've taken revenge on everyone who ever wrong me and-"

"That's enough" Catalyst waved his hand and Propaganda was lifted from his position. With his legs released he groaned and stood up.

"As promised, you are free from the earth's grasp."

Propaganda, in true villain fashion, began monologuing.

"Foolish hero! Did you think I, Propaganda will let you get away with this mistreatment! I shall control you and use you as I see fit!"

Catalyst paid him no mind and began walking away. His source has already informed him of the drug and what it does but he wanted to confirm the information personally. Propaganda, who didn't take kindly to being ignored attempts to use his powers one last time. As he was about to turn to the direction Catalyst walked away in he couldn't move his legs. In fact a coldness was making it way up. He looked and saw his legs covered in ice.

"Catalyst! You bastard! You said will let me go!!"

The hero turned around to spoke in a casual tone "I said I will not sink you into the earth, I didn't say I wasn't going to do anything else"

Propaganda yelled and thrashed before he knew he was a frozen bloke of solid ice. Catalyst opted to leave him here for PARENTS to find and quickly hid and changed out of his costume. He used the earth passage to return to the concert hall and appeared inside. As far as anyone was concerned, Eike Harlow was inside the concert hall the entire time. The show about to start in about 15 minutes according to his phone clock. Eike saw the couple who were held hostage by Propaganda's mind control looking a bit confused but otherwise unharmed. People were mingling and talking, drinks at hand, chatting with friends, excitement and joy filled the air.

Eike smiled to himself. Lil Biggie's concert will go off without a hitch then Sawyer will drop by and meet him and Amir here and then he intends to take his two friends out for a celebratory dinner. Today was gonna be a good day.

Eike made sure of it.

[cariantha]

Scored

Book: Open Heart, Book 2 Pairing: Dr. Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Dr. Sawyer Brooks) Rating: General Category: Fluff; Thanksgiving; Christmas Word count: 2.1K Prompt: From @jerzwriter, “Sawyer wants to get Ethan a very expensive Christmas gift that she can't afford. Then, she sees it's on sale on Black Friday at 50% off. Now - she's determined to get it for him, even though she's working that day. How does she get it done?”

Black Friday...

It had been over a month since the poison attack, and Sawyer returned to work just a week ago. Between her overprotective secret boyfriend, concerned roomies, and nosy coworkers, her every move was monitored as she walked the hospital halls. So when she reached for the handle of the supply closet, she looked to the right toward the nurses’ station. No one was paying her any attention. Then, to the left, finding the coast clear. 

As luck would have it, though, Bryce was paying attention. He leaned back from the nurses' station, catching her slip into the closet. He lingered for a few minutes to see if she would emerge with supplies or something worrisome like tears. 

In the small dark room, Sawyer leaned against the shelving and attempted to load the Williams Sonoma website. 

A couple of weeks ago, she searched online for top-of-the-line espresso makers. The search results left her feeling disappointed. The models were way out of her price range. But thanks to the Google ads tracking her browsing history, she was alerted to an almost-too-good-to-be-true Black Friday sale on the fancy coffee makers. 

“C’mon, c’mon,” Sawyer whispered as the website buffered. She should have guessed the network connection would be poor in this room made of concrete walls. 

The spinning circle on her screen showed no mercy. Defeated, she threw her head back and blew a frustrated breath toward the ceiling. 

Having allowed a reasonable amount of time to grab supplies, a concerned Bryce barged into the closet, witnessing her huff. “Brooksie? What’s wrong? Why are you hiding in the supply room?” 

Sawyer looked down at her phone and saw that the webpage finally loaded. “Of course,” she said to herself and sighed. “I’m okay, Bryce. I just needed a minute.” 

His pager buzzed, and he checked the message. “Shit, my patient is crashing. I gotta go. You sure you’re okay?” 

“Yep. Totally fine. Go,” she shooed him away.

Bryce tackled her with a quick hug. “I’ll catch up with you later,” he promised as he hurried out and down the hall. 

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Figuring she could hide out for a few minutes under the guise of selecting a snack from the vending machine, Sawyer stood in the small alcove and tried to load the Williams Sonoma website again. 

Her heart fluttered with excitement as the page quickly loaded. She added the espresso machine to her virtual shopping cart and clicked the checkout button to finalize the purchase.

Excitement quickly turned to irritation when her PayPal password would not work. “Some of your info isn’t correct. Please try again.” The same message appeared after her second and third attempts. She would have to reset her password, which would mean checking her email and verifying her account. 

She groaned, leaned forward, and banged her head a couple of times against the glass of the vending machine.

“Brooks, is there a problem?” 

With her forehead still pressed against the glass, Sawyer swiveled her head to the side and saw Zaid Mirani facing her with his arms crossed over his chest. 

Though his tone and demeanor hid it well, the fact that he asked her a question rather than barked a demand hinted at his concern. She didn’t want to confess to the chief resident that she was doing something she shouldn’t be doing at work, nor did she want his pity, so she straightened and slapped a button on the vending machine. When nothing happened, she looked back at Zaid with a frown. “The machine ate my dollar.”

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Sawyer sat at a table in the staff lounge on her lunch break, hoping the chrome contraption with confusing buttons and levers was still in stock. While the Georgian chicken leftovers Ethan made last night for their version of Thanksgiving dinner warmed in the microwave, she pulled out her phone, reset her PayPal password, and navigated back to the Williams Sonoma website.  

Because she had previously attempted to check out as a guest, the website didn’t save her previous shopping activity, and her cart was empty. On the home page, she was distracted by another gadget that would be a perfect gift for her dad. It was also on sale. Combined with the espresso machine, the total would qualify her for free shipping. Score! She added the item to her cart and returned to the Breville product page, where a warning glared in red font. Quantities are limited - Order soon! Sawyer cursed under her breath and quickly added the item to her cart. 

Just then, her pager rang out with an urgent message requesting backup in the ER. Leaning forward on the table, she buried her head into the crook of her elbow and whisper-screamed. 

Sienna, who received the same page, saw her friend’s display of distress as she walked past the lounge. Immediately concerned, she stepped backward until she stood in the lounge's doorway. “Hey, are you okay?” she asked as Sawyer stood and quickly repacked her lunch.

“Yeah. Just can’t seem to catch a break today.”

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A couple of hours later, Ethan entered the reception area of the free clinic dressed casually—jeans, a T-shirt, and tennis shoes. His jacket was open in the front as if he had been in a rush to leave home—and he had been after Sienna called to express concern that Sawyer was distressed. 

Despite his unusually casual appearance, the administrative assistant at the front desk recognized Dr. Ramsey immediately and buzzed him through the door that separated the reception area from the rest of the clinic.  

Sawyer said goodbye and followed her patient out of the exam room as Ethan rounded the corner and came into view. “Hi, what a nice surprise,” she greeted when he approached. “What are you doing here?”

“I came to check on you.” He looped an arm around her waist and ushered her toward an empty imaging room at the back of the clinic. 

Ethan closed the door, but Sawyer started speaking before he turned around to face her. “I’m fine, Ethan.”

“Don’t do that.”

“Do what?” she asked, confused. 

“Pretend.” He moved in front of her and reached for her hands. “You know you don’t have to pretend to be okay with me. If you’re having a bad day… if today has been too much, I’ll find someone to cover your second shift or do it myself. I know you’re trying to make up for your time away, but you’ve been through a lot. Everyone will understand if you need to pull back.”

Sawyer cupped his face with her hands and looked him in the eye. “I promise you, Ethan. I’m o-kay,” she emphasized. “Honestly. I haven’t thought about the attack stuff at all today.”

His eyes shifted back and forth between hers while she dropped her hands from his face to his shoulders and squeezed reassuringly. “I promise,” she repeated.

“Okay.”

“Did you really come in just to check on me?” she asked, lacing her fingers behind his neck. 

“Yeah.”

“Why did you think I was having a bad day?”

“Trinh called me.”

“Why?”

“I asked her to keep an eye on you,” Ethan explained. “It was the first day since you returned that I wouldn’t be around.”

“Ethan, I appreciate the concern, but…” she trailed off, racking her brain to think of anything she did or said that would have caused her roommate’s concern. She came up blank. “What made Sienna think I was having a bad day?”

“She said that you were crying in the breakroom and that Bryce found you hiding in a supply closet, and Zaid saw you headbutting a vending machine. She thought you were overwhelmed and was worried about you working another shift tonight.”

“Oh.”

When she didn’t elaborate, Ethan prodded further. “So, why were you crying and hiding in the supply closet?”

“I wasn’t. It wasn’t what it looked like.”

“Then what was it?” 

“It was noth-”

“Sawyer,” he admonished. “Talk to me.”

“Ethan, I wasn’t upset. I was just mildly frustrated about something. It’s not a big deal.”

“Frustrated about what?” 

“You should have become a detective, you know. You’re great at this interrogation stuff,” she huffed.

“And you’re avoiding the question…” he countered, tugging her close and squeezing her waist. “Frustrated about what?”

“Ugh!” she grunted, pressing her forehead against his shoulder to hide her face. “I was trying to score a Black Friday deal, okay!”

“What?” he asked with a surprised laugh.

“I was trying to buy something online but kept getting error messages or kicked off the internet. I tried again on my lunch break, but that got cut short when I was paged to the ER.”

“Were you eventually successful? Did you score the deal?”

“Nooo!” she fake cried, shaking her head against his shoulder. “I’m sure it’s the universe’s way of saying I shouldn’t have been shopping while working.” 

Ethan chuckled again.

She leaned back and flashed her get-out-jail smile that he could never resist. “Don’t tell my boss, okay?” 

He smacked her backside playfully. “Why can’t you ever just stay out of trouble? Huh?”

She shrugged.

“Have you eaten yet?” Ethan asked. When Sawyer shook her head no, he suggested they head to the cafeteria for a quick meal together before she started her second shift. 

After dropping their trays of food on the table, Ethan went to fill their drink cups, and Sawyer pulled out her phone. She opened the internet browser and refreshed the page. Her lips turned down in a frown when she saw the note on the page: "Out of Stock." Deciding the deal was, in fact, too good to be true, she pocketed her phone to focus on more important things like her dinner companion and her job.

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On Monday morning, a loud snore woke Sawyer just as the sun began to rise. Ethan would usually stop snoring if she tugged him into a spooning position, and she could claim another coveted hour of sleep. But a thought occurred to her as she internally groaned that the weekend was officially over. Today was not just any Monday. It was Cyber Monday. With a glimmer of hope, she quietly slipped out of bed and tiptoed to the kitchen. 

Perched on a stool at the island, Sawyer sipped on a glass of orange juice and pulled up the Williams Sonoma website on her phone. She nearly squealed when she saw that the fancy coffee maker was back in stock and on sale again. She quickly added the item to her cart, entered her payment information, and completed the purchase. She pumped her fists in the air when she got the confirmation email.

“What’s got you up early and so excited this morning?” Ethan asked in his gravely morning voice, hugging her from behind and pressing his lips to the top of her head.  

Sawyer quickly flipped her phone over so the screen was face down. “I was hoping some Black Friday deals would be offered again since it’s Cyber Monday. And they were. I was able to score the deal I wanted last week.”

“Mmm, good for you,” he murmured into her hair. “If you’re done, how about you come back to bed and let me score too.”

Christmas Day…

After working all day so that their colleagues could enjoy Christmas with their families, Sawyer accompanied Ethan back to his apartment so that they could spend the rest of the holiday together. 

The leftovers from the meal Ethan had prepared were now put away, and the couple relaxed in front of the roaring fireplace. Sitting up from where she had nestled against him, Sawyer asked, “Can I give you your present now?”

“I told you you didn’t need to get me anything…” 

She ignored him as she moved behind the couch to retrieve the large, heavy, neatly wrapped box she hauled into his apartment the night before. “And I told you I did anyway when you helped me carry it in last night. Here. Merry Christmas.”

As Ethan started to peel away the festive wrapping paper and got a peek at what it was, he paused and looked up at her with surprise. She was smiling so big and proud. He shook his head when he finished unwrapping it and read the details on the box. 

“I remembered you talking with the owner at Derry’s about wanting one and that this was a really good model.” 

“Sawyer, this is amazing… but I-I can’t accept this. I know what these machines cost. You shouldn’t have spent so much.”

“It’s okay. Seriously. I scored an amazing deal.”

“Was this what you were trying so hard to buy on Black Friday?” he wondered, flipping the box over to appreciate the different features. 

“Yes,” and she nodded affirmatively.

“Come here, Rookie.” Ethan set the box on the coffee table and pulled her into his lap, pressing a long but tender kiss to her lips. “Thank you for being so thoughtful and making such an effort.” He looked deep into her eyes. “I love… I love it. I can’t wait to try it out.” 

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Sawyer what the fuck is this outfit? It’s atrocious.

This is the conversation I imagine him and Kate having as soon as she sees this outfit:

K: *gives Sawyer a weird look*

S: What?

K: nothing, nice outfit.

S: yeah? What about it?

K: it’s… something, maybe not my first outfit choice for today?

S: What are you? The fashion police?

K: You’re the one wearing two shirts and jeans in this heat. I mean, two shirts? Really? Why don’t you take one off?

S: Tryna see me naked, freckles?

K: *eye roll*

S: That's not a no. What’s it matter anyways? It’s not like anyone here’s gonna miss ‘em. Unless one of ‘em’s yours?

K: no way! I’d never wear either of those shirts.

S: Sure.

[slasheru]

sorry if this has already been answered but i need to know: does sawyer actually play dbd and if he does who does he main

Sawyer only watches the Let's Plays because he's knee deep in law school and doesn't have time to play D: he HAS theorycrafted a fuckton though and is PRETTY SURE he knows who he'd main had he the tools to do so...

[jswets]

In the end, perhaps the demarcation of childhood and adult is the realization that no one whom you consider an adult has any better grasp on ultimate objective truth than whom you consider a child, save the decision to believe in something.

[eadanga]

A Country Christmas

Hannah walks down the stairs hand on her pregnant belly she smiles as her daughter Mia runs up to her “Good morning mommy!”

“Morning sweetie merry Christmas”

“Merry Christmas mommy!”

“Where’s daddy?”

Mia takes her hand and guides her to the kitchen when she sees a wonderful Christmas feast spread out on the dining table Sawyer appears from the kitchen holding a plate of food “Your breakfast gorgeous”

Hannah giggles as she takes the plate “Thanks merry Christmas”

“Same to you pretty lady” He kisses her cheek

“Let’s eat mommy so we can see what Santa brought”

Hannah giggles “Ok baby” They eat their breakfast and head to the tree to open presents

Mia rips over her gifts “Oh so many toys”

“All for you baby but next year toys will be for you and”

“My baby brother!”

Sawyer chuckles “Yes that’s right”

“Mommy want do you think he’ll like?”

Hannah thinks for a moment “Well let’s see maybe a toy car and you have some old baby toys you don’t use”

Mia grins “I’m gonna give it to him and play with him!”

“Good job baby now open the rest of your gifts”

As Mia goes through all her gifts Sawyer comes up to Hannah with a gift “Here you go”

“Aww Sawyer you didn’t have to get me anything”

“But I love spoiling you”

Hannah giggles as she opens the gift and sees a glass heart with a picture of them together “Oh Sawyer this is so sweet”

“It’s engraved”

Hannah smiles as she reads

To my beautiful wife

Not even this can compare to how much I love you Merry Christmas baby

Sawyer

“Sawyer you’re gonna make me cry”

Sawyer chuckles “Long as it’s happy tears” He kisses her softly

“I’ve got something for you too” Hannah reaches for a small gift under the tree

“You’re the greatest gift of all but I thank you sweetheart”

He unwraps it and see a leather jacket and boots

“For when we have parties and the boots are for working”

“This is really nice babe”

“There’s one more thing in there”

Sawyer looks deeper into the box and sees a white leather cowboy hat with his name stitched into it

“Hannah…”

“I took inspiration from your dad’s hat” They look over at Cliffs hat hanging on the wall

Sawyer smiles “He sure loved that hat”

“Yup now you got one to match his”

Sawyer smiles as he pulls her into a hug “Thank you baby that is the most thoughtful gift I’ve ever gotten”

“I’m glad you love it”

“I love you” He kisses her deeply

“I love you too Sawyer”

He pulls away and rests his forehead on hers “I can’t wait for many more Christmas’s with you and Mia”

“Me too Sawyer”

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