#derek shepherd fic

[tinylittleshepherd]

Hey everyone! chapter four of Chosen family is posted! Catch it through the link posted on A03 or find it on Fanfiction or Wattpad! Look through previous posts to find links if needed. We may have forgotten to post last weekend lol, but to make up for that, a new chapter should be coming later this weekend! Co written by @mzsnguyenthai

In this chapter: Jake helps Addison go shopping for something to redecorate Amelia’s room and finds something troubling in Amelia’s bathroom. Meanwhile, Amelia goes out to grab a sandwich when she starts cramping, causing the cashier to worry enough to call for an ambulance.

[cas-kingdom]

For drabble requests how about something for Greys Anatomy where while Derek is busy in surgery the reader comes in injured and Amelia is there to comfort her and make the medical decisions? It doesn’t have to be anything serious really, I’d just love some reader and Amelia bonding 🥰🥰🥰

The walk of shame along the corridors of Grey Sloan was not altogether unfamiliar to you. Many times had you trudged reluctantly along the polished floors of the surgical unit, clutching some injury or another, purposefully trying to avoid the eyes of anyone you knew--which, in such a unit, was pretty impossible.

Years ago, you would have been slightly less embarrassed. Kids always got into medical equipment, right? At least kids of surgeons who were constantly working. But now, it didn't seem quite right. You were a month away from Johns Hopkins, had aced all your exams and probably wouldn't have even needed the reference letters from half the surgical team, and here you were, head hung low in disgrace as you held your bleeding hand to your chest.

If it weren't for the fact you knew your dad would absolutely murder you if he found out you had hidden an injury from him again, you would have locked yourself away in a break room somewhere and attempted to patch yourself up best you could. Alas. Your father was Derek Shepherd. And after the broken nose you'd managed to keep from him for almost twenty-four hours a couple years ago, he'd all but held you hostage until you promised on his life you wouldn't do it again.

So, here you were. Reluctant as hell but somehow still not regretting the situation that had lead you to this moment.

"Hi, have you seen Dr. Shepherd around?" you asked a passing intern. When he made to walk over to the surgery board, finger already pointing at one row in particular, you visibly grimaced.

"Uh, no, the other one. Amelia Shepherd?" You had no intention of crying to your dad today. Your pride had been smashed to pieces enough.

The intern pointed down the hallway and you saw your aunt walking around a corner with another nurse. Pressing your lips in a thin line, you thanked the intern and followed after her. Your pace was fast enough not to lose her but slow enough that you had time to rehearse your lines before you were bombarded with judgment.

Amelia ducked into a radiology room and you steeled yourself before pushing the door open. "Amelia?"

"Y/N. Why are you holding your hand like that?"

You wouldn't have been surprised at the question, in fact you had fully expected it, if Amelia had turned around to actually see who had walked through the door. Your aunt could do powerful stuff, but mindreading was not on that list.

"I saw you earlier." Amelia turned, arms crossed, brows raised. "Well done, by the way. Meredith thought it would take you longer to find someone. I said it would take..." She glanced at her watch and shrugged. "Twenty minutes. Not bad."

Her supposed victory was short-lived when she looked up. Her eyes fell on your hand and her face dropped as she walked quickly over to you. "I'd rather you not drip blood on the floor," she said, an obvious tease behind her words, as she gently pulled you over to sit down.

You made a face, not having realised. "Oops."

"Oops is right, kiddo." Amelia knelt in front of the swivel chair and let you uncover your hand, humming under her breath when she noted the long, jagged line running down the side of your hand from the base of your wrist to the middle of your pinky finger. "How'd you manage this, huh? Don't tell me you found the electrical saw again."

You rolled your eyes. "I stabbed myself, actually," you said matter-of-factly.

"Ooh, that's a new one. With what?" When your reluctance finally kicked in, Amelia looked up. "With what, Y/N?"

Your hand began to throb and only then did you decide that answering your aunt's questions was probably the easiest way to getting relief. "A needle," you said. "I found a suture practice kit and, oh my God, Meelie, you know that's like giving me candy. I couldn't just leave it alone."

Amelia nodded along, gently probing at the red skin around your wound. "So you practiced sutures on fake skin and, what? Sewed yourself?"

"There was a noise outside and I jerked my hand," you deadpanned. Amelia glanced up, on the verge of laughter, and you looked away stiffly. "It hurts."

"Well, lesson learnt. For now," she added after as a second thought. There was a short silence after that was broken only by your hiss of pain when Amelia touched an exceptionally sensitive spot. Sucking a breath through her teeth, the surgeon sat back on her heels and looked up at you. "How were your sutures?" she asked. "Straight? Neat?"

You lit up, Derek's smug smile curving your lips not a second later. "Straightest and neatest you'll ever see."

"That's my girl." Amelia squeezed your knee before standing to her feet and taking out her phone. "Now, what do we tell your dad when he sees you later with stitches in your hand?"

You couldn't have groaned louder. If the chair didn't have a straight back, you would have fallen backwards with the force of it. When you righted yourself, a fierce look of indignation on your face, Amelia wasn't even attempting to hide her amusement.

"I need stitches?"

"Yup. Aaand, lucky for you, I think Derek should be out of surgery by now." Chipper as ever in the face of her niece's almost tangible disgust, she held open the door and nodded in its direction. "Come on, kiddo. He'll be glad to do a little needlework. Bring him back to basics."

You rolled your eyes once more as you got up, cradling your hand to your chest. "Like brother, like sister," you grumbled as you passed your aunt.

"What was that?"

"I said: like brother, like sister, you sadist."

Amelia snorted.

Grey's Masterpost

[horsetailcurlers2]

happy addek season to those who celebrate. friendly reminder that no matter how cute and festive you feel in snowflake earrings and a little white sweater drinking a nice hot buttered rum, your grinch of a husband can always just come along and ruin christmas by telling you how in love he was with his six week situationship. happy holidays!

[girlkisser13]

derek shepherd masterlist

* indicates smut

headcanons

being married to derek shepherd would include

nsfw headcanons *

imagines

headcanons

[lesbiansayaishii]

those early seasons where meredith was "friends" with derek and addison were like what if we were completely poly coded and no one did anything about it.

[auroras-blog37]

Rib Examination:

Ler!DerekShepherd, Lee!Reader

When it comes to dating a Surgeon , he’s going to be very protective of you if you’re sick or injured and go full ‘Doctor Mode’ in any convenience.

Well when you mention a small ache in your ribs he’s got you lied down on the bed as he makes sure you’re okay.

You follow the orders after some protesting and lay down on Derek’s bed.

“I told you I’m fine, I just slept the wrong way and probably pulled a muscle.”

“And I’m a Surgeon… so I’m going to do my own checks and you’re going to listen to me.”

He says as he’s in between your legs on the bed and starts feeling up your sides and ribs with his large and skilful hands.

You roll your eyes and mockingly salute as you lay down on your back.

“Fine, yes sir.”

He lets out a breathy chuckle as he continues to feel your ribs and gently presses and pokes around your ribs as he gently applies a bit more pressure to your right side.

“Take a deep breath for me…”

You try to take a deep breath but are shortly interrupted by an erupted giggle.

He can’t help but smile softly at your giggling and gently pokes at your side.

“Focus…deep breath…”

As Derek keeps poking out of spite, you can’t seem to stop giggling anymore as you twitch slightly.

“I can’t!”

Derek can clearly tell there isn’t anything serious wrong with you so he decides to have some fun as he continuously pokes your sides in between each word he’s saying.

“You-have-to-deeply-breathe.”

He pokes both of your sides rapidly several times in a row.

Your giggles immediately deepen into a hearty laugh with a little snort at the end.

Derek’s heart melts as he hears the deeper giggles and a small snort erupt out from you and he can’t help but feel his smile widening as he’s now softly squeezing your sides to see what else you’re sensitive to.

A whiney giggle comes out of your mouth as you softly push his hand away.

“Derek!”

He can’t help but enjoy your whiney giggle as he grabs your hands and puts it down on the bed so he can continue to gently and softly squeeze your sides, trying to make sure you don’t accidentally elbow him in the face.

“I need to focus…I’m doing a very important medical examination..”

“Bullshit…”

You say through your giggling laughter.

He keeps gently squeezing your sides as he keeps a straight face, holding back his own laughter as he looks at you with his pretty blue eyes as he speaks in a stern tone.

“This is a very serious medical examination…I’m a Doctor and I don’t appreciate you arguing with my methods…”

He says as he brings a hand down and starts drilling his fingers into your hips.

“NOHOHOHOHOHO!”

He can’t help but smile again as he finds a very ticklish spot on your hips and continues squeezing and drilling his fingers into the area and tries to keep up with his ‘Doctor act’.

“Are you trying to interfere with a medical examination?”

“Piss off!”

You yell through your booming fits of giggles.

“I’m not going to stop till I’ve finished thoroughly examining you, I’m a Doctor and I know what I’m doing.”

He says as he begins to pinch and poke his fingers into your sides.

“And whahahat are you doing?”

You ask whilst the giggling continues, face turning red and limbs moving and squirming.

Derek gently squeezes your sides as he continues to keep his stern and serious act on.

“I’m doing a very important medical examination… I need to make 100% sure you’re okay or I can’t clear you… I can’t have you having any issues…”

He says as with his other hand he goes back to rapidly poking h your ribs to see what reaction he’d get out of you.

You go into a full laughing fit with little snorts coming out every breath, clearly having hit a certain good spot.

“NAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

He just can’t help but feel his heart flutter as he hears the adorable snorting giggles from you while continues to poke and squeeze your sides and ribs.

“I think I’m going to need to examine you a bit more thoroughly… there’s been a concerning sound when you laugh… I’m going to have to poke a bit more…”

“Whahahat sound?”

You ask as the giggles are almost too much to understand.

Derek tries to keep a straight and serious face as he gives you a ‘medical response’ to your question.

“I’ve been hearing some snorts when you’ve been laughing…and it’s my job as a surgeon to find where the sounds are happening…”

He gently places his large and skillful hands on your sides as he goes for it and he starts drilling his fingers into your sides all around them.

You try to talk and tell him off but start laughing to the point of hard cackles come out and talking is just incoherent.

Derek can’t help but feel his heart flutter hearing you laugh so hard that you struggle to get out a sentence without falling into a fit of hard cackling giggles.

“I’m finding the source of the snorts…”

He says as he begins squeezing your sides as fast and as hard as he can while quickly darting his fingers across your sides.

Then the laughs quicken again with snorts every breath, coming back to the laughing fit.

Derek can’t help but smile as he sees you in another one of your deep and hearty laughing fits and chuckles softly as he stops tickling you and lets you breathe and calm down.

“Oh my god!”

You say through your giggling as you try to calm down after that ‘examination’.

Derek can’t suppress his soft chuckles as he can see your laughter slowly coming down and your breathing returning to normal from how intensely he was tickling you.

“That was all for my medical purposes…”

He says with a straight tone but his eyes are giving away his amused look.

You grab a pillow and start smacking him with it as you sit up, face still red with little lingering giggles and hair slightly messy.

“You cruel, evil man!”

Derek grabs another pillow from the side of the bed and smacks you back with his own pillow.

“I’m a Doctor! I needed to perform a full thorough examination! I just had to make 100% sure you were okay!”

You giggle as he hits back with a pillow and put yours down to create a truce.

“That was evil…”

Derek slowly lowers his pillow and throws it off to the side and can’t help but give you a smirk as he pulls you closer to him on the bed for you to cuddle into your side.

“I had to do what was needed to be done… I just had to be very sure you were okay, even if it meant hearing tons of giggles and little snorts…”

You put your hand over his mouth and glare at him.

“Shhhh! Shhh! Shut up…”

He can’t help but chuckle into your hand and he gently grabs your wrist and moves it off of his mouth.

“Aw I’m sorry.”

“You’re not but I’m too tired to argue so I’ll let it slide.”

You grumble as you cuddle into his side.

Derek smiles and gives you a kiss on the temple and brings you closer, having the two of you cuddling close comfortably and affectionately.

[spncupcake]

ANYONE have some good, fluffy Grey’s Anatomy Mark Sloan, Alex Karev &/or George O’Malley fanfics?!

Also, only up to S9!!!!

I’m dying to read some good fics for them:(( I’m in love with them all 😭❤️

<<I’m a quarter 1/2 through S9 in my first watch and I just love all of these guys so much 🥺>>

[cianmarstoo]

Is Alex a morning person or a night person?

he's kind of both-

he's very much one of those kids who is just like 'Imma stay awake all hours of the day and will be totally fine', then an hour later is all whiny and having to be either carried or cuddled by either Meredith or Derek

🌞 He tends to wake up earlier when he's little or between headspaces, either going to cause mischief somewhere, or going in to Meredith and Derek, full of energy. This works for Derek who is definitely a morning person, and if he's not in early he'll take Alex fishing with him (though post watching Finding Nemo Alex refuses to let Derek actually catch any), or they'll go walking through the woods near Derek's trailer/the dream house. If Meredith's worked nights then Derek will take Alex to a local bougie bakery to pick up pastries for them all, and coffee for him and Mer, and a hot chocolate or a smoothie for Alex to take home to her 🌞

🌛Alex tends to want to stay up later when he's with his cousins, or when he's fighting his little headspace, or if there's been a big Greys level drama and he's wanting to be near his parents... or if he's really into whatever he's doing. They're pretty good at keeping him to a schedule which helps, but sometimes they can't help it at all. He tends to have a bubble bath at night to help chill him a little, especially with lavender bubble bath or something. Both of his bedroom have little cool lamps like lava lamps and a salt lamp (from Lexie... they've told Alex multiple times not to lick it even if he finds it cool that its salty) and they put music and a white/brown noise machine on... still sometimes he sneaks out to play with something he was playing with, or if he's big its to game with Jackson (because the two are always getting in trouble with each other) Meredith is more a natural night owl (Derek had to learn to be one because of their work), so will normally go and hang out with Alex, laying beside him in bed, either talking to him about hospital drama, or reading him her mothers journals.... or perhaps actual storybooks if Alex asks for them. If he's over tired but insisting on staying awake, one of them will take him on a car ride to get him to sleep, because an awake all night Alex is a cranky the next day 🌞

🏥👪✨Ask me some headcanons here✨🏥👪

[crime-wives]

do you think i have forgotten (about you)

He’s trying too. Though, there’s pressure behind it, an obligation. He hums absently when she talks, clearly not registering a word. She’ll take anything she can get from him. He’s trying and she’s sorry and everything’s messy, messy, messy.

Addison Montgomery/Derek Shepherd. 2k. 1/1

read on ao3

[geralallfandoms]

Hello Hello!!🖤

Hru all?!

I was just going to tell you that requests are open!

It could be from The Walking Dead, The Last of Us, Grey's Anatomy ir Call of Duty.

You can specify everything you want!👉👈

[pocketspencer]

seven sentence sunday

got tagged last week by @cianmarstoo but didn't have anything back then, but now I do! (this is my first time writing agere content so I'm a little nervous hehe)

So, he'd finished with the patient he had been working on and had called it in, and here he was, playing in his daddy's office. Or, he had been playing. He still felt jittery and floaty, and it had faded when his daddy had come to pick him up and get him settled, but now that he was busy with his paperwork it started to build again. He had a harder time dealing with it when he was little and he looked around for something that could distract him from it, but came up empty. His daddy was doing important paperwork that was difficult to do when Alex was in his lap, but he really, really, needed to be held right now. He felt the tears well up in his eyes, and his breath hitched. “Daddyyy,” he whined, and made grabby hands when Derek turned around to look at him. “Hold p’ease, daddy.”

do not know who else to tag so :)

[tinylittleshepherd]

Runaway Train by me. I finally posted a new chapater after about a year. It’s been a long road but there’s still plently more to come eventually.

Please head the trigger warnings in each chapter.

Can also be found on A03 & wattpad.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/32038426/chapters/116591044 

https://www.wattpad.com/1331854106-runaway-train-choices/page/3/comment/1331854106__1680876431_74d64318e9 

[ohlookmypeach]

Look I know late to the party (probably a very small party..) but idk why I didn’t put it together way back in the day but I need/needed Meredith/Derek/Addison fics. Where Addison is very dominant in the bedroom with those two..

[drmcdreary]

They get married three times. He finds it appropriate, thinks it makes up for all the times they broke up before they figured themselves out.

(ao3)

The first is a compromise in the residents' locker room. A contract drawn up on a blue sticky note, the two of them in scrubs and lab coats, the sounds of the hospital wafting in, a promise to love each other even when they hate each other, to care for when they're old, smelly, and senile. A promise to never walk away. For them both, this is their true marriage.

The second is a formality, a legal certification at city hall, an exchange of vows, to cherish and to love, in sickness and in health, for richer and for poorer. It's a step in the direction of family, permission to check the box on the adoption form that says they're married. He's in a suit, she's in a dress she picked out of her closet. They're joyful, jubilant.

The third is an overcast morning on a ferryboat, he's chattering about how much he loves ferryboats and she's trying not to think about his hand and the surgery and the possibility that he'll never operate again.

Zola's walking round and round them, babbling, as if she's inherited his love for mornings. He wanted to bring her out here, show her a ferryboat and the sea. He likes little things like this, loves to share these moments.

"Are you okay?" he asks, concerned at her silence and preoccupation, bringing her back to the present.

"Let's get married again," she says, "Here. Right now."

For a moment, he just stares. "Here?" he asks, and she can see concern in his eyes, worry, fear, an alarm blaring something is wrong, find out what's wrong.

She smiles, "I'm happy," she says, "And I wanna marry you again. And I want us to be happy. Whatever happens."

He likes the little things, loves to celebrate. He likes spontaneity and he understands both the strength and fragility of what they have.

There's a glint in his eyes when he says, "You know most people get down on one knee to propose."

"You didn't," she teases back and watches him go to find the ferryman.

When they're standing there, laughing, Seattle in the early morning fog in the distance, she reflects how lucky they are to have found eachother. She laughs, watches the ferryman try to decide if they're cracked in the head or not, listens to Derek trying to convince him to perform the ceremony.

"I'm not a Sea-captain," he says.

Derek's smile widens, he's infectious like that, like a child, "Today you are," he says.

Meredith picks Zola up, hair and scarf swept in the chilly wind, her hand cold in his as they're pronounced husband and wife again. Half a dozen half asleep passengers cheer when they kiss and they both wish for nothing but this, this all the time.

[girlkisser13]

grey’s anatomy masterlist

addison montgomery

alexander "alex" karev

alexandra "lexie" grey

amelia shepherd

andrew deluca

arizona robbins

calliope "callie" torres

cristina yang

derek shepherd

isobel "izzie" stevens

jackson avery

mark sloan

meredith grey

theodora "teddy" altman

[lesbiansayaishii]

i can't even imagine what addison went through still loving him all those years after the divorce. he gets shot in the chest and she hears about it and fears for his life. he goes down in a famous plane crash and she doesn't know if he's dead or alive for days. every time she thinks he's going to die he doesn't, until he dies from a preventable brain injury caused by a perfectly normal car crash.