#penny x addison

[midnightsmisery]

with addison ( @oftatteredwings )

Sam and Riley being ridiculous (DURING REHEARSALS?) || March 31, 2023

[mavrellover91]

HOMECOMING

Hey, I thought I would try my hand at writing a story about Jake Seresin. Hope you enjoy it.

Pairing: Jake 'Hangman' Seresin x Female reader

Warning: No warnings just fluff.      

Word count: 896

A/N: I give no permission for my work to be copied, translated and or posted anywhere else online.

God I can’t believe it is finally happening. After five long months my husband, the one and only Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin, is about to meet his little girl. This has been the hardest deployment yet. Saying goodbye to your husband when you’re seven months pregnant was downright cruel but not as cruel as watching the agony on Jake’s face as he watches me give birth to our baby girl through a computer screen. But in less than ten minutes my family will be whole.

I look around the hanger at all the families waiting for their loved ones to arrive. Children running around the the decorated hanger in their Sunday best. Their mother yelling out for them not get dirty, that daddy will be here soon. I lock eyes with Penny and Mav as I look anywhere but the closed hanger doors because I know if I do I’m going to start crying. God that was meant to stop once I had my little girl. Fuck I ha to blink a couple of times to stop the tears from falling. Penny gives me a big smile as she and Mav walk over to me. “How you doing mama” she asks. “Excited, nervous for some reason. God I can’t wait to Jake holding our little girl” I reply with a watery smile. “Not long now” Mav tells me “Hangman is going to be the first one to land” he informs me “but I don’t tell you that” he says with a wink. I can’t help but laugh at Mav.

Just then I can hear the roaring engines of the jets as they fly closer. As the jets move towards the hangar the noise rises waking the baby up. She lets out a loud annoyed cry that she has been woken up. God she is just like her father who is also grumpy when he is woken up. “Hey now pumpkin, you’re ok. Daddy’s almost here” I tell her as I pick up my eight week old daughter. Rocking her until she stops crying and blinks up at me with her blue eyes that have started to change to her father’s beautiful green colour. “God she is so beautiful” Penny says as she looks down at her “but it’s no wonder when you look at who her parents are”.

I start laughing as I rearrange my sweet baby so I can pick up the sign I had made. A sign that says ‘Welcome home, Daddy. I've waited my whole life to meet you.' “Jake will definitely have his hands full when she gets older” I reply as we walk through the crowd towards to open hanger doors, “ain’t that the truth?” Mav laughs. Just as we get to the doors we see the jets start their descent. Holding my breath as I always do when I watch them start to land. Once they are on the ground I let out my breath. I watch as the pilots start hopping down from their planes.

As soon as Cyclone gives the all clear I take off running towards Jake. Who when he sees me coming hands off his helmet and running towards us. As we meet in the middle of the tarmac I start crying as his arms wrap around us. I feel safe and complete as his kisses me. “God I missed you sweetheart” he tells me as he presses his lips to my forehead. Just then a little squeak sounds out letting us know that she is doesn’t appreciate being squished between us. “Oh I’m sorry baby girl” I tell her as I move her in my arm. When I look back up at Jake his eyes are on the little girl in my arms. “Come baby girl, let’s introduce you to your daddy” I tell her “Jake I would like to introduce you to your daughter Addison Marie Seresin” I tell him as I place her into his arms. Tears start streaming down his cheeks as he holds her to his chest. He pulls me into him, tucking me into his side as he kisses Addy’s head. “Thank you” he whispers. “You and Addison are the best things that have ever happened to me. I love you Mrs Seresin”. “You’re welcome Mr Seresin. We love you too” I reply with a big smile on my face.

We stay like this in each other’s arms for what feels like eternity before heading back to the hangar where the Navy has put on a welcome home afternoon tea. As we walk up to a familiar group of people Jake calls out “ Guys I would like to introduce you to the newest member of the dagger squad Addison Marie Seresin”. Jake berms with pride as they all fawn over Addy telling us about cute she is. “Hangman your lucky she takes after her mother instead of your ugly mug” Rooster tells him as he give Jake a manly side hug.

I watch my husband and our friends fight over how pretty he is and how our daughter takes after both of us. I can’t believe this is my life now, a husband who I love beyond all belief, even when he is being a dick and a beautiful daughter who I can’t even begin to describe how much I love. I’m the luckiest girl in the world

[writing-until-i-drop]

A little more detail

Rooster x Single Mom!OC

After divorcing her gay, marriage of convenience husband, Olivia and her teenage daughter move to North Island. Her daughter's one wish for Christmas? A hot step dad. And damn, if Rooster's Hawaiian shirts don't look like the perfect wrapping paper.

[Chaotic teenager daughter plays wingman | Rooster has total dad vibes | Olivia's exe just wants her to be happy | Olivia really needs to get laid | Her exe and daughter agree | Lots of domesticity | Olivia is the best mom to her gremlin daughter | Fresh start at life]

Rooster x Wingman!OC

Addison "Finch" Winchester was already on a mission when the uranium mission came down the pipeline but as trouble stirs, she is called back to Top Gun to join the Daggers. While she's excited for the mission, she's less excited to be reunited with the golden retriever wingman who wouldn't leave her alone the first time they were at Top Gun. Rooster on the other hand, can't believe his luck.

[Grumpy/Sunshine | Dangerous flying | He falls first | Bradley Bradshaw has no respect for personal space | Finch really likes her personal space | So does Bradley unfortunately]

Hangman x Marine Corpsman-Devil Doc!OC

Every time Fiona "Kitten" Reid is deployed, something bad happens. Win-a-medal type bad. And when Warlock is looking for a survivalist instructor for the Daggers during the uranium mission, he's shocked that the top recommendation from his colleagues is a young medical corpsman the Marines she served with dubbed "Kitten." After making a grand entrance at the expense of Jake's older brother and Bob's sanity, Fiona finds herself squarely in Hangman's sights. But he better pay attention in class because her lessons come from more than a textbook...

[Its classified sweetheart | Tequila makes her want to dance on elevated surfaces | Fiona has a Meredith Grey level disrespect for her own well being | Jake really wants to know how Fiona knows his brother | Fiona prepares the Daggers for being shot down in enemy territory | Warlock is a chaos enabler | Lots of Marine slang | Big Gibbs vibes | She once ran towards gunfire with a stethoscope around her neck | Bob is a great dancer | Penny will kick Jake's ass personally if he hurts her | She'll also kick Fiona's ass if she hurts him | Penny needs a raise]

[obsessedwithlarkin]

WELL-KNOWN DANCERS COMPETING AT 24/7 SAN DIEGO:

4 PM DANCE:

• Adelynn Meusse - Witch

CSPAS:

• Coco Gonzalez - The Devil Wears A Suit And Tie

• Tabitha Nan- The Nurse's Diary

• Brooklyn Ward - Into The Ground

• Naomi Harper - Didn't Know I Was Lost

• Penelope Pranger - Voila

• Stella Binkerhoff- I Disappeared Under The Sea

CLUB DANCE STUDIO:

• Ellary Day Szyndlar- TBD

• Lucia Piedrahita- Fear Of Exposure

• River Sergerman - Escalate

• Paislee Perkins - If

DANCE DELUXE:

• Lauren Allison- Moi Elsie

DANCEOLOGY:

• Aria McCrea - Shadow Journal

• Zsabrina Grenevitch - Whispering House

• Soleil Lynch - From Manipulation

• Penny Harris - PYT

DMITRI KULEV ACADEMY OF CLASSICAL BALLET:

• Esme Chou - Contemplation

K2 STUDIOS:

•Neriah Karmann - Crumbling

• Abby Viramontes - Do You Feel Real

MATHER DANCE COMPANY:

• Camilla Shuck - Broadway

• ChaCha Shen - Logical

• Skye Harrell - Starvation

• Leighton Brandt- Battlefield

• Helena Olaerts- New York New York

• Kennie Shen - Scars

OCPAA:

• Kourtney Gampol - Snowing

PAVE SCHOOL OF THE ARTS:

• Addison Sebellius - Just A Girl

PROJECT 21:

• Lilly Bajaras - Foolish Games

• Sara Von Rotz - Calling

• Kira Leiberman - Cognitive Shift

• Bristyn Scifres- Pleasently Blue

• Berkeley Scifres- Upside Down

• Stella Fisk - Whole Lotta Shakin'Goin On

• Cece Chung- Cuban Pete

• Liv Matson - Leaving

• Lexi Blanchard - Clay Pigeons

• Brielle Lieberman - Mirari

• Sienna Carlston- In Your Heart

• Richie Granese - Richie Solo

STARS DANCE STUDIO:

• Tristan Jones - Crest With In

STUDIO 1 DANCE ACADEMY:

• Kenly Carver - Daises

STUDIO X:

• Bella Mendez - You'll Find A Way

• Aubrey Horacek - Slow Me Down

• Braxy Varner- Bang

• Baileigh McJimson - Crystal Ball

SUMMER'S DANCE WORKS:

• Jewel Moody - My Anxiety

• Olive Hampton - C'est Magnifique

THE COLLECTIVE PHX:

• Kenny Opaska - Finding Her

THE COMPANY SPACE:

• Stella Marcodes - This Bitter Earth

• Piper Perusse - WOMAN

• Vivian Marcodes - Splintered

[midnightsmisery]

Penny nodded, secretly wishing it was a little smaller. While running into Addison had been great, she'd spent every day for the last year and half wishing she'd run into her daughter somewhere here. No matter how much she searched, Stella was still missing. "Trust me, you're magic with kids. I'm pretty sure you're a better parent to most of these kids than their own folks are." While that was true in her case, she was sure it wasn't a stretch for other families. Penny gave him a gentle nudge with her elbow, realizing only after that given their history together... he might not be ready for touches just yet. "I'm okay, I run a studio in Notting Hill now. It keeps me busy." Bitting at her lip, she found herself nervous and wondering know how to tell him the truth about everything. There was a pause while Penny collected her thoughts, her gaze moving away from Addison as she finally found the words to say. "Kal and I separated not long after we got back to New York. We were still figuring out custody stuff-- and he just sort of took Stel one day -- ran off without saying anything. It's been-- over a year and all I know is she was last seen here. Registered at some boujee daycare that she only ever attended once. I'm still looking... everyday. I just thought you should know before you asked about her and thinks got even more weird." Penny forced out a chuckle, as if the situation could get any weirder.

midnightsmisery​:

Penny was on one of her muse walks, aimlessly searching the neighbourhood for inspiration for her next painting. Her head was usually in the clouds, looking at everywhere but where she was going. It wasn’t until she spotted the ex fling and former employee, that she found something more interesting to focus her sights on. “Addison, wow. Must be a small world after all.” The last time she saw him she was standing on the lawn of her old house, telling him that they were moving back to New York… the next day. There hadn’t been much time to explain or even really say goodbye. “Yeah, I came back not too long ago. How are you? How’s work? I hope you’re still working with kids, you were an incredible Manny.”

A small world. Addison was finding that more and more, especially this last month or so, he just kept on bumping into people. Not that there was any bad blood between him and Penny. It was simply a case of something happened and it was probably extremely badly timed. “Very small,” he offered gently, although he was smiling as he spoke. “Work’s busy, still doing what I do. It’s possible I don’t know how to do anything else.” He laughed, expression playful. “How’re you doing?”

[anurst]

Doc

Summary: The discovery of your cheating wife's infidelity causes you to run to Fightertown and end up as a doctor at Top Gun. During your stay, you meet a girl in a bar or MerDer except it's you and Phoenix/Natasha

Pairing(s): Natasha "Phoenix" Trace x (fem!) reader, OC x reader

Warning(s): mentions of cheating, alcohol, language

1- "I'm just a girl in a bar"

'Shit'

That was your first thought as you landed in San Diego. Your headphones had died and your phone was clinging onto the little battery it had left. You had to make it outside quick and call Pete before your phone died.

The flight over was rough. In fact, the entire move to San Diego was rough. In your cold indifference to your wife's affairs, you hadn't pack properly, only grabbing what was available and within reach. You'd have to buy some new clothes, furniture for your newly acquired beach house, food definitely, and a new charger.

"Kid!" Pete's voice brought you out of your swarming thoughts as you smiled widely. It had been a long time, 10 years to be exact, since you'd last seen the man. He was definitely older, yet he still had the same boyish charm that your parents had told you about multiple times growing up.

"Mavy!" Your arms quickly wrapped around the shorter man. Pete let out a hearty laugh as he cradled your face in his hand. You were like the daughter he never had. The niece that called for advice when you weren't sure your parents would understand. He'd made it clear that he'd be in your corner whenever you needed him when your parents passed.

"You're so big!"

"That's what happens when you get older, old man," you teased, sticking out your tongue. Playfully glaring, Pete ruffled your hair before grabbing your bag and throwing it into the back seat of the car. "Where's your bike?"

"Didn't think it would hold all the stuff you'd bring from New York."

Shrugging, you opened the door and sat down in the passenger seat as Pete walked around and slipped into the driver's seat. "How you liking San Diego so far?"

Snorting, you turned to look at the older man, "It's not New York...You gonna show me all the good spots in Fightertown, ya?" Nodding, Pete quickly glanced at you before clearing his throat.

"Have you talked to Addison?" Feeling exhaustion and despair set into you upon hearing your wife's name, you slumped into your seat.

"Nope. She's been calling, but I'm not answering. Considering changing my number, actually."

Sighing at your response, Pete simply nodded before changing the topic to your new house.

80s music filled your ears as you stepped into bar. Pete had already gone inside, leaving you to enter by yourself. Tugging at the sleeves of your button down, anxiety filled you. This was the first time in years that you'd be entering a bar without Addison or your friends. Sure, you weren't exactly an introvert, but putting yourself out in such a social environment as a 'single woman' was filling with you stress and dread.

'Just go in. You aren't here to take any girl home. Just find Mavy, sit down, have a drink, maybe get a ride home from him or something. Relax, your (y/n) (l/n), a hot, intelligent, funny, trauma surgeon.'

Exhaling, you puffed your chest out before making your way towards the bar. Quickly spotting Pete, you sunk into the seat next to him. His attention didn't waver from the pretty woman behind the bar as you sat which caused you to lean closer to him and blow into his ear. Reeling in surprise, Pete's hand shot up to cover his ear as he turned to you, eyes full of shock and panic before realizing it was you. "Kid, when'd you get here?"

Giggling, you reached for his drink before taking a sip from it (in the process earning a harmless glare from Pete). "Just got here. Soooooo, you gonna introduce me to the pretty lady you're shooting heart eyes at?"

Scoffing, Pete snatched his drink back before downing the whole thing. "I was not "shooting heart eyes" at Penny."

"So her name's Penny? Wait, the admiral's kid you got with like a bazillion years ago?"

"It was not a bazillion years ago, you menace." Snickering at his reaction, you flagged down "Penny." Her eyes met yours as you widely smiled. Out of your peripheral vision you could see Pete pale as you opened your mouth.

"I'll have whiskey, please. Oh, and put it on the old man's tab." Penny's eyes shifted from you to Pete.

"Lucky for you, Pete's paying for everyone's round."

Eyes lighting up, you smiled widened, "Is that so! I'll have 2 then!" Nodding, Penny moved away as Pete turned to you with a forced smile.

"Don't embarrass me."

"Mavy, you already do that all on your own," you snickered, pleased with his eye roll as Penny brought your drinks over. "Thank you! I'm (y/n)." You reached over the counter to shake hands with the brunette who simply laughed at your antics.

"Penny. You a friend of Pete's?"

"He was friends with my folks and is my tour guide as I get settled into town."

Nodding understandingly, Penny leaned onto the counter. "I could tell you weren't from around here."

"It was the accent, wasn't it? You know, I never could hear the difference between accents. They all sound the same to me."

"Where you coming from?"

"New York."

"Long way from home."

"I'm here for work."

"You a pilot too?"

"What? Hell no, I'm a doctor."

"How about ringing me up before the evening rush?" Pete interrupted, his eyes following someone. Sharing a look with Penny, you shrugged as she took Pete's card. Following Pete's line of sight, you saw a tall man wearing a Hawaiian shirt with his back to you. He was surrounded by people in khakis as a blonde walked up to him. Your eyes drifted from face to face before landing on the only woman in the group. Your throat when dry as you took in her appearance. Neat dark brown hair was tucked into a perfect bun, her brown (you were guessing but were 90% they were brown) followed the blonde man as he talked, and her uniform most definitely made heads turn wherever she went.

"Who's making heart eyes now?" Pete asked from besides you, smugness dripping off of each word, causing you tear your gaze away from the beautiful woman.

"You're such a dick, Mavy," you groaned, chugging the first glass of whiskey. Before you could go back to ogling the beautiful brunette from across the room, Penny set Pete's card down in front of you two.

"It's been declined." A hyena-like laugh burst out of you as Pete's jaw fell. The sounds of a piano playing did little to distract you as Pete stammered. The man dig into his pocket, fishing out some crumpled 5s and you collapsed into even more laughter. Penny smiled at your reaction as she made her way towards a bell. "I'm afraid that won't cover it." Raising his hand to stop her from ringing it, Pete nearly jumped as the crowd erupted in cheers as the bell rang.

"OVERBOARD! OVERBOARD! OVERBOARD!" Three men in khakis made their way over, their arms hooking under Pete's as they carried him. You wiped the tears that started to form in your eyes as you grinned at Penny. As you started to get up, Penny rose a brow before you leaned on the bar's counter.

"He's kinda my ride home!"

"You can stay and clean up! I'll give you a ride after!" Biting your lip, you contemplated your options. Penny was fun, easy to talk to, liked teasing Pete just as much as you did, but you had work tomorrow morning. Your first day at your new job, in a new town, in a new city, in a new state, in your new life.

[You] I'm gonna stay a little longer. Don't wait up for me

[Mavy] You sure? Got a ride home?

[You] Yep. Penny said she'd give me a ride home after I help her close up

[Mavy] (y/n)...

[You] Don't worry! I won't embarrass you. Correction- I will but I'll make up for it and make you sound cool :)))

[Mavy] Don't you dare.

[You] Bye!!! See you tomorrow!! Thanks for the drinks :))))

Closing your phone, you quickly slipped it into your back pocket and sat back down. Penny shot you a bright smile as she said that she'd be back. Nodding, you smiled as you listened to the crowd sing along to "Great Balls of Fire." Whoever was playing the piano was good. You found yourself whispering the lyrics as you took another sip of your second glass. If you didn't slow down, the alcohol would catch up and you didn't want to be drunk in a place where you barely knew anyone.

The song came to end as the crowd cheered "Rooster" over and over again. Confused, you caught sight of the man that Pete was staring at dancing, the people surrounding him cheering him on. He looked familiar, you said to yourself, raking your brain to remember where you'd seen him before. Coming up with nothing, you left it alone (for now anyway. you were going to ask Pete about it when you saw him tomorrow) and settled on observing people.

Zoning out, you didn't realize that you'd made direct eye contact with the gorgeous woman from before. Her curious and bright brown eyes meeting yous. A smile grew on her face as she sent a nod your way. Flustered, you raised your glass to her and watched as she walked away with 4 more beers in her hands and towards the same rowdy group you'd seen her with before.

"Got your eyes on Phoenix?" Penny smirked, returning to you, the crowd slowly dying down as people left. Letting out a breathy laugh, you shook your head, your gaze falling down to your drink.

"I'm not doing that sort of thing right now."

"Why not? You're young, hot, funny, and smart."

Blushing, you rubbed your nose with your finger. A nervous habit of yours. Something Addison always teased you about. "I'm kinda in a situation," you murmured, not wanting to talk about your love life. Noticing your discomfort, Penny reassuringly pat your hand before she started asking you questions about your work.

Time seemed to whiz by as you told Penny about your college days and med school (you left out vital detail but she didn't push you for more than you'd already told her). Before you knew it, the Hard Deck was closing and the only people left in the bar was some couples paying their tabs and the group of pilots that Pete had been watching. Penny had asked you to wipe down tables, and so you moved from table to table spraying and wiping. Turning around, you nearly jumped as you saw the woman from before standing behind you.

"Hey." Shit, her voice was even more angelic than what you'd imagined. She was prettier up close too. An uneasy smile grew on her face as she waved her hand in front of you. "Hi?"

"Hi," you whispered, the breath quite literally knocked out of you. The brunette smiled at your response, a red hue starting to form on her cheeks.

"You work here?"

"What? No! I'm just helping Penny out."

"Oh, yeah, I've never seen you before, so I thought I'd ask. You new to Fightertown?"

"Yep. You?"

"Nah, I've just coming back for work."

"I figured. You a pilot?"

"Yes ma'am. Are you?"

Chuckling you tucked your hair behind your ear. It was starting to get hot in here. Like, really hot. Was it the alcohol or the girl in front of you? Honestly, you weren't sure and didn't really care. "No, I'm also here for work."

Natasha slowly nodded as she bit her lip. She looked over her shoulder to see the guys sending her a thumbs up (jake was actually looking at her with his same smug face which made her almost go back and hit him. almost) and took a deep breathe in. "So, what's your story?"

Panicked, you waved your hand in front of you. "I don't have a story. I'm just a girl in a bar," you smiled and Natasha swore her heart nearly stopped.

"I guess I'm also just a girl in a bar. Do you...Do you wanna get outta here?"

Your throat had run dry at her question and a minute passed before you answered. "Let me just tell Penny, yeah? Then, I'm all yours, sunshine." Quickly making your way back to the older woman, Natasha stared at your back before making her way back to the pool table to get her things.

Bradley proudly pat her on the back as the other guys congratulated her. Smiling and waving goodbye to them, she nearly sprinted to the door to meet you. Her arm linked with yours as you held the door open for her. Grinning, she turned to look up at you, "My place or yours?"

"Wherever you wanna go, sunshine."

I love tall reader inserts if you haven't noticed :]

[puredawns-official-4real]

Roles

Main Roles

Kris Dreemurr -> Arah Dreemurr

Susie -> Dess Holiday

Ralsei -> Tresmon

Noelle Holiday -> Asriel Dreemurr

Berdly -> Jockington

Chapter 1: Toybox Empire (Undyne's Dojo/Unused classroom)

Lancer -> Penny (C. Round)

Spade King -> Redd (K. Round)

Rouxls Kaard -> Great Fool Jevil

C. Round -> Lancer

K. Round -> Spade Dad

Seam -> Smith Malius

Jevil -> Captain Rouxls Kaard

Malius -> Tailor Seam

Ruddin -> Jigsawry

Ruddin Ranger -> Jigsaw Jack (X Masters)

Hathy -> Bloxer

Head Hathy -> Big Blox

Jigsawry -> Ruddin

Ponman -> Clover

Rabbick -> Mystery Diamond

Bloxer -> Hathy

Chapter 2: Cyber World (Computer Lab)

Queen -> BIGSHOT.ex (Spamton)

Sweet Cap'n Cakes -> Hacker

Swatch -> Tasque Manager

Spamton -> Q_ (Queen)

Spamton NEO -> Q_BLUE

Werewire -> Poppup

Werewerewire -> Poppoppup

Tasque -> Swatchling

Virovirokun -> Ambyu-Lance

Ambyu-Lance -> Virovirokun

Poppup -> Plugmin

Maus -> Addisons

Mauswheel -> Addblock

Addisons -> Maus

Hometown

Asriel Dreemurr -> Monster Kid

Dess Holiday -> Noelle Holiday

Monster Kid -> Susie

Jockington -> Berdly

Snowdrake -> Snowdrake's Dad

Catti -> Poinfyve (Daughter of RG1 & RG2)

Toriel Dreemurr -> Asgore Dreemurr

Asgore Dreemurr -> Toriel Dreemurr

Sans -> Papyrus

Catty & Bratty -> RG1 & RG2

Pizzapants & Nicecream Guy -> Catty & Bratty

RG1 & RG2 -> Pizzapants & Nicecream Guy

Misc. Info

Lightners -> Midknights

Darkners -> Dawnizens

Dark Fountains -> Brightstars

Will be updated when needed.

[halsteadssneakylink]

character list

everything is x f!reader unless specified otherwise

if you want gn! or m!reader be sure mention it when you ask

the age of the characters determine the age of the reader (i won’t write anything with an illegal age gap)

the boys

frenchie

mothers milk

billy butcher

starlight (annie january)

kimiko

bridgerton

simon basset

anthony bridgerton

benedict bridgerton

kathani sharma

chicago fire

kelly severide

stella kidd

matt casey

sylvie brett

brian “otis” zvonecek

leslie shay

peter mills

chicago med

connor rhodes

will halstead

ethan choi

maggie lockwood

april sexton

chicago pd

jay halstead

erin lindsay

hailey upton

kevin atwater

adam ruzek

antonio dawson

eternals

thena

ikarus

ajak

kingo

gilgamesh

full house

jesse katsopolis

greys anatomy

meredith grey

christina yang

jackson avery

derek shepherd

addison montgomery

mark sloane

lexi grey

callie torres

hawaii five-0

steve mcgarrett

danny williams

chin ho kelly

kono kalakaua

adam noshimuri

kickin it

jack brewer

jerry martinez

kim crawford

mcu

steve rogers

tony stark

natasha romanoff

bruce banner

bucky barnes

sam wilson

wanda maximoff

stephen strange

t’challa

loki

yelena belova

carol danvers (pre & post powers)

mission impossible

ethan hunt

ilsa faust

benji dunn

august walker

narnia

peter pevensie

susan pevensie

edmund pevensie

caspian

outer banks

john b

jj

pope

sarah cameron

topper

rafe

the punisher

frank castle

billy russo

dinah madani

scandal

olivia pope

fitzgerald grant

abby whelan

harrison wright

shadow and bone

alina starkov

aleksander morozova (general kirigan/the darkling)

kaz brekker

nina zenik

jesper fahey

inej gafa

matthias

genya

star trek (aos)

james tiberius “jim” kirk

leonard “bones” mccoy

s’chn t’gai spock

nyota uhura

montgomery scott

hikaru sulu

supernatural

dean winchester

sam winchester

castiel

dad!bobby singer x child!reader

demon!dean

soulless!sam

svu

olivia benson

rafael barba

nick amaro

dominick “sonny” carisi

to all the boys

lara jean

john ambrose

peter kavinsky

margot

christine

trevor

top gun

pete “maverick” mitchell

nick “goose” bradshaw

tom “iceman” kazansky

charlotte blackwood

penny benjamin

bradley “rooster” bradshaw

jake “hangman” seresin

javy “coyote” machado

natasha “phoenix” trace

robert “bob” floyd

the witcher

geralt of rivia

yennefer of vengerberg

jaskier

rpf

ben barnes

chris evans

glen powell

jared padalecki

jensen ackles

karl urban

leo howard

noah centineo

oscar issac

scarlett johansson

sebastian stan

sophia bush

[oftatteredwings]

Addison was just on his way back from a long day with some of his usual kids, usual kids who were a complete and utter pain in his ass. He’d been off in a world of his own, tired ( but what was new there? ) and pretty much done with... well, everything. When he suddenly found himself colliding with someone his brows shot up, a slight hiss of annoyance escaping —- though that really was the tiredness talking. When she spoke, however, he looked down at what he was wearing and almost laughed. “Think the cleaning would cost more than the clothes,” he countered. 

starter: open location: middle of the side walk around town

Penny wasn't very good at watching where she was walking. She was more of a stop to smell the roses and head (and eyes) in the clouds, kind of girl. Which was why it wasn't very surprising to her when she bumped into the stranger. What she hadn't seen coming was the wet paint on her overalls, from her latest masterpiece, transferring to the stranger. Their nice outfit now seeming ruined, unless their intention was to look like a walking Jackson Pollock. "I am so sorry! I'll pay to have those dry cleaned, I swear." While trying to pull out her wallet with her business card, she dropped the sketch book she was holding and sent pages scattering in the wind. "For fuck sakes!" @nottinghillstarters

[i-write-for-fun]

Prompt: “It’s taking everything in me not to slap you in the face right now.”

Pairing: Rooster x OC

 ---x---

 It’s been years. He can hardly believe his eyes. Addison Brewer, in the flesh. The girl who broke his heart. Who even does that to an orphan? Cold as ice, like her fucking callsign.  

But nonetheless, still hot as hell. He gulps because he can’t help it when he sees her.

He turns back to Penny, pushes up his shades, and orders another round. He was prepared for this.  He’d heard from Maverick that Addison was up in the air again. Not that he was asking. But Pete had some sort of sick twisted idea that he’d cared about the girl who ripped his heart out and shot it out of the sky.

“Un-fucking-believable.”

“What was that, Bradshaw?” Penny asks, handing him the beers.

“Nothing,” he sighs.

Walking back to the others, Phoenix corners him. “I saw. Are you going to be okay?” She had the unfortunate luck in having to see his mopey ass after that breakup. It wasn’t pretty and it wasn’t quick either.

“How do you want to play this?” she asks.

“Like always,” handing her a beer, he picks up a pool cue and tells Bob to rack ‘em up.

 ---

As Addison walks over, she’s not sure what she’s going to say. She knew most of these pilots from around the traps, but they weren’t her squad. She felt slightly uncomfortable. But she knew that this was more to do with seeing her ex, than being the introvert that she was.

She knew Hangman though, and boy was she glad when he came up placing his free arm around her shoulder.  Well, well , well, if it isn’t Little Miss Addison.”

She rolled her eyes at him and gives him a light punch to his side. “Hangman, can we drop the Little Miss now. It’s been 5 years.”

“Sorry, Brewer. Habit,” he shrugs.

“So are you ready?” He asks looking down at her. She raises her eyebrows in question, “First time engaging with enemy fire or as we like to call him, your ex, Rooster?” he explains as if it was the most obvious thing on Earth.

Goddamn, did everyone know?

“It’ll be fine. We’re all adults here.” She calmly explained.

“Well, some of us are. Some of us break little poultry hearts the night before a huge mission.”

“Shut the fuck up, Hangman. That was a long time ago.”

“Hey, don’t get all agro at me, I’m just preparing you for what may come.” And if Addison wasn’t nervous before, she sure was now. Of course these guys hated her. She’d done Bradshaw wrong. And she deserved what would come tonight.

“Heartbreaker is here!” Hangman called out and she grimaced.

Please God, do not let that name stick.

Her eyes naturally darted over to Bradshaw. Of course, she had noticed him the moment she walked in. How could she not? He was lining up a shot, so she didn’t expect him to look up.

But he did.

She couldn’t read him at all. It’s funny how things can change so much. 

“Hangman, let me be clear here,” clearing her throat, Addison spoke up, for everyone to hear.  “It’s taking everything in me not to slap you in the face right now.”

The laughter was immediate and loud.

“And she’s back,” Hangman sighs, handing her his drink and walking back to the bar to grab another one.

Out of the corner of her eye, she sees a small smirk form on Rooster’s face and for a second, she thinks that this might not be the full on clusterfuck she was expecting.

---x---

A/N: I thought about maybe planning out these ficlets a little more, but I’m just not organised enough. Maybe at the end I’ll put them in some sort of order *shrugs*

[chemist-ana]

Catch up here: Ch. 1 Ch. 2 Ch. 3

Book: The Nanny Affair

Series: Fractured

Characters: Sam, Ana Schuyler (MC)

Pairing: Sam Dalton (male) x Ana Schuyler (F!MC)

Rating: 18+

Content/Series Warning: Adult Language, Trigger Warnings: discussion of family member death: spouse and father.

Summary: Ana's birthday is coming up, and her friends want to celebrate, but are they the ones that can help her, or does she need a new perspective?

Word Count:  2169 clearly not a drabble.

All characters belong to Pixelberry except for my OCs.

A/N: This was 100% supposed to be last weeks Wacky Drabble, but it got a little carried away. I still used the prompt, which will still be written in bold. A big thank you to @txemrn for always being my sounding board and for prereading, and @shewillreadyou for prereading.

If you are just tuning into this series, catch up above if you feel so inclined.

Another trip around the sun… for some reason, this one felt different, really different. I knew why deep down inside, but I would never actually admit it to myself. I would never admit that it was because something in my gut told me it was going to be the last one I would celebrate with the man that has been my constant since the day I was born. I buried that dark thought every time it bubbled up. I pushed it down deep and covered it up with the excuse that there was nothing I could do about it now. The only constant in my life was my denial, denial about my strained relationship with Sam… and my dying father. And what I was about to learn… is that everyone could see it.

I sit at my glass desk surrounded by lab papers and deafening silence. My eyes are glued to the calendar, one of those silly daily ones that the twins bought me for Christmas where you get a different picture of a dog doing something ridiculous every day. October eighth, it was a beagle sitting at a computer with glasses on, but even the nonsensical photo couldn’t make me smile. The day before my twenty-eighth birthday.

Things had been tense for a month now between Sam and me. One weird month since I found the photos of him and Addison. We had been studiously avoiding each other, and in turn our problems. I buried myself in taking care of my dad, and he buried himself in his work. Like always.

The sound of my phone vibrating snapped me out of my wandering thoughts. I glance down, and Penny’s smiling face graces the screen. I swipe my finger across it, bringing it up to my ear.

“Hey, Pen.”

“Anaaaaa.”

My lips curve into an amused smile. Well, that’s good.

“Happy almost birthday my beautiful queen!” She cheers into the phone.

“Thank you.” I can’t help the amused chuckle that escapes my lips.

“Are you still at work?”

My eyes flick to the screensaver of my laptop, quarter to five. “Yeah, but I just finished up everything I needed to in the lab, so I just need to go home and change, what time is the reservation for again?”

“Seven. Can’t wait to celebrate with you tonight.”

I sigh as I close my laptop. “Me either, Pen. See you soon.”

Tanner opens the door to the Bentley and I step out onto the dark and cold Manhattan sidewalk.

“Thanks, Tanner.” I smile as I button my coat closed.

“Of course, Mrs. Dalton.” He tips his head.

I look up at the 230 Fifth sign with a heavy sigh. I feel like this is the last thing I should be doing tonight… I squeeze my eyes shut and take a shaking breath as my thoughts flash to my father… and then Sam.

“There she is!” Jenny squeals and I open my eyes right as she steps in front of me. When she sees the expression on my face, she falters slightly, and the smile slips from her lips. She pulls me into a tight hug. “Is everything okay?” She whispers in my ear.

I squeeze her tight. “Everything is fine. Let’s go have some drinks.”

When I step away from her, she narrows her eyes at me knowingly before looping our arms together and pulling me into the building and across to the row of elevators. “Penny is already here, she got us a table with a view of the Empire State Building.”

“So, how is your dad?” Penny reaches over and gives my hand a squeeze before she picks up her martini glass and brings it to her lips.

I feel the gin from my two martinis buzzing in my veins, giving me a loose tongue and some much-needed courage to get some things off of my mind that have been weighing me down. Dad, life... Sam… I shrug my shoulders. “As good as to be expected I guess. It’s Sam that is the problem right now.”

“What’s going on?” Jenny sets her glass down and leans forward in her chair, watching me closely.

I look down at my hands as I twist them together on my lap, the diamond in my ring flashing in the dim light. My chest tightens as I realize just how much I am keeping from everyone in my life…

“I don’t know… I feel like we are drifting apart, and I don’t know how to fix it.”

They both sit quietly in a silent urge for me to continue. I purse my lips as I look between them, swallowing down the lump in my throat as I decide how much I want to share with them. I haven’t even shared the DNR with Sam yet…

“He’s been burying himself in work… and I have been with my dad, and I don’t know… there are a lot of unspoken things between us.”

“I know this seems obvious, but have you… tried talking to him?” Jenny says softly, her eyes searching mine.

“He hasn’t acted like there is anything wrong… if he doesn’t think anything is wrong, is it all in my head?” My voice cracks as the emotions start to surface. Is it sadness… or something else?

“Ana, you won’t know unless you talk to him.” Penny rests her hand on my thigh, concern etched on her face.

“I am literally watching my father wither away, and you are telling me I have to be the one to talk to him?” It’s anger. “To bring up the fact that I am upset with him? Tell him that he isn’t there when I need him the most?”

They share a look and heat rises in my veins.

“Ana… all we are trying to say is, how is he supposed to help you when you won’t talk to him?”

I bring my bottom lip between my teeth as my heartbeat sounds loudly in my chest. I look between Penny and Jenny and the pity on their faces makes the pain and tightness in my chest so much worse.

“I can’t do this anymore.” I push my chair back from the table. Penny reaches her hand out to grab mine but I step out of her reach.

“Ana.”

“No... I… I need to go. Thanks for the drinks.” I grab my Givenchy wool coat and shrug it onto my shoulders.

“Ana, please sit down.” Jenny pleads as her eyes search my face.

I take a deep breath before shaking my head. “I have to go.”

I turn around and walk away, not sparing a glance back but I can feel their eyes on me until I round the corner. I hang my head in the elevator, chewing on my lip and trying to blink away the tears that are welling in my eyes. I reach into my crossbody bag and pull out my phone, searching for the one person I believe wouldn’t judge me right now.

I find her name and hit call.

“Hey, Ana!”

“Hey, Sadie. Want to get a late dinner?”

The bell rang softly as the door shut firmly behind me. My eyes scanned the dimly lit room, the seated patrons all too deeply engrossed in their own personal conversations to notice my red, puffy eyes and tear-stained face. Out of the corner of my eye, I see a hand shoot up in a wave, and my eyes snap to Sadie.

My lips curl into a smile and I walk quickly to her table, shrugging my coat off of my shoulders and slinking it on the back of my chair before sitting down with a sigh.

“Hey,” I say breathlessly as I run my fingers through my hair, pulling it off of my neck. “Thanks for suggesting this place, it smells incredible in here.”

She smiles brightly, feigning ignorance at my obvious disheveled appearance, even though this seems to be how we always meet. “I am glad you called me, I was going to settle for a bowl of canned soup for dinner. So you saved me from that regret.” She plays with the wrapped silverware on the table, and I recognize the small tremors in her movements.

A companionable silence settles over the table while I sweep my eyes across the small Italian restaurant. The old worn tables and brick walls do wonders to add to the ambiance. Sadie clears her throat gently and when I turn my attention back to her, a question burns in her eyes.

“How are you?” She asks quietly.

Three simple words that cannot be answered so easily. I bite the inside of my cheek and then take a sharp intake of breath through my teeth.

“Let’s not talk about me,” I say quickly as I tap my knuckles on the table. She leans forward in her chair as she furrows her brows.

“Ana-“

“Are you all set here, ladies?” The waitress stops beside our table with a genuine smile and I am grateful for the interruption as I finally look down at the menu in front of me. I need a break from talking about myself…

“So that’s when my mom decided to move us to Brooklyn.” Sadie shrugs as if her life story is not the tragic series of events that I see it as. “She died right after my thirtieth birthday, and to this day is still the most remarkable and loving person I have ever met. I have been pretty much alone for the last two years.”

I let out a disbelieving sigh as I lean back in my chair.

“Oh… Sadie, I'm so sorry.”

She laughs sardonically. “Then life really threw me lemons when I was diagnosed with this incurable disease at thirty-two years old. But you knew that.” She waves her hand in front of her dismissively.

My eyes roam her face, her tired brown eyes framed by delicate laugh lines.

She leans forward, absentmindedly picking up and twirling a spoon in her trembling fingers as a smile plays on her lips. “But, after all this, I still have one, beautiful, and priceless thing.” Her eyes flick to mine. “I have my memories. Through all the pain in my life, I have still been fortunate to know what love truly is. Life isn’t easy, but to be one of the lucky ones that have been truly cared for and loved…” She pauses as her eyes hold mine. “That Ana is what it means to really live.”

I close my eyes as Tanner drives through the dark Brooklyn streets, my head dazed as I process Sadie’s words. I selfishly reflect on my own life, and the series of recent events and my chest tightens. Maybe I am looking at this all wrong…

“Mrs. Dalton?”

My eyes open slowly and I find Tanner’s in the rearview mirror.

“Am I taking you home, or to your parents?”

I shifted my gaze to the dark street that was passing us by, the hum of the engine the only sound in my ears.

“Home, please.” I sigh as I lean my head back on the leather headrest.

My father is dying right in front of my eyes… and who am I taking it out on besides myself? Sam… the twins… my mother... my friends. Is the reason that I feel so alone my fault?

I push the master bedroom door open quietly. The moonlight streamed in through the large windows, casting shadows across the occupied king-size bed. Leaning my shoulder on the door frame, I watch Sam’s exposed chest rise and fall in sleep. Walking slowly into the room, I kick my heels off and leave my clothes in a trail on the wooden floor. I study every curve of his handsome face, his eyelashes fanned across the olive skin of his cheeks. I bring the satin sheet in between my fingers and pull it back, crawling into bed beside him.

He takes a deep breath as he is roused from his slumber.

“Hi, baby” His voice was husky with sleep. He wraps his arms around my waist, pulling my back firmly against his chest and burying his nose in my hair with a deep breath. “Is everything alright?”

A long pause lingers between us, and right when I thought he had fallen asleep again, he spread his fingers across my stomach and squeezed me tighter. “Ana?”

“My dad signed a DNR,” I whisper as my voice cracks.

The air in his lungs leaves in a rush through his teeth and he brings his lips to my exposed shoulder.

“I’m so sorry,” He whispers softly as he peppers kisses across my soft skin. The scruff from his beard scratching at the sensitive flesh.

I leaned into his comforting embrace, denying my mind’s desire to ruin this moment for me. I need this. I need him…

What I didn’t know at this time… was things were going to get worse, a lot worse, before they would get better.

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[dirty-urie]

McBrendon

Second Person

Brendon x Female Reader

Unspecified Era

Smut Oneshot

NC-17

3.2k Words

Warnings in order of appearance: RPF, language throughout, not pre-discussed roleplay scene, medical roleplay and language, sex

Author's Notes:

So, basically, I was re-watching Grey's Anatomy, and I was like, "What if Brendon was here?" and then this was born. I have no idea if someone who's never watched Grey's Anatomy would understand or appreciate this, but basically what I think you need to know is that Derek Shepherd and Mark Sloan are sexy manwhores (in the earier seasons), and a common recurring joke in the earlier seasons of the show is putting "Mc" in front of adjectives to describe love interests. The fic is supposed to be more silly than sexy, but maybe it's sexy too, I don't really know.

"Wait, what about those two?" He asks, and you sigh exasperatedly.

"Brendon, just assume that all of the doctors on the Doctor Sex Show have slept together. That's the whole point."

He groans and slumps back in his chair, "Remind me why we have to watch this overdramatic doctor smut in the theater? The theater should be a sacred space for Disney movies or action movies with boobies and explosions, not 'ohhhh does McCreamy only like Natalie because she hooked up with Appendectomy?.'"

"It's my week on laundry duty, and whoever's folding laundry gets to watch whatever they want wherever they want. That's the rules, but you can go watch something in the living room or on your computer or on your phone if you don't like it," you offer, trying to get rid of him. You love Brendon, you love him so much, but sometimes you need to sit in the dark and fold laundry with no other noises except your soapy little doctor show.

"Fine. The men of the house are going to go watch something manly, don't bother us. Come on, Bogart!"

Brendon's little Jack Russell turns to look at you as if asking to stay, but you pat his back and send him off to go snuggle with his dad. You don't think you could handle Brendon's betrayed gasps if you let Bogart finish the episode with you. You and Penny will be fine ogling at Patrick Dempsey while file-folding Brendon's 68 pairs of gray and black sweatpants alone. Brendon kisses your cheek before he leaves. "Have fun with the boobs and explosions, babe," you tell him on his way out of the room.

"Oh, you know I will!"

•••

Two weeks later, it's your turn to fold laundry again, and you're back to watching Grey's, this time in the living room. The dogs are sitting next to you, eyes glued to the screen. Brendon's also in the room, bitching about "introducing this drivel into our home," but you're ignoring him because you don't need that kind of negativity in your life.

He finally quiets down, and you appreciate the five minutes of peace. Until… "Are you unsatisfied with our sex life?" He asks out of the blue.

You're taken completely aback for a second before you scramble to pause the tv. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, what? Where did this come from?" you ask him. What the fuck? Is he unsatisfied with your sex life?

"Well, we haven't had sex in weeks practically." Three days actually. It's been three days, but you don't interrupt him. "And you keep watching this sexy doctor show, so I don't know, maybe you're feeling like a bored housewife," Brendon explains.

You laugh at him, and he looks offended. "You're overthinking it, baby boy. It's just a show! Sure, the sexual tension between the entire hospital and Mark Sloan is spicy and exciting, but I'm not trying to compensate for anything lacking in my life. If anything, all that spice just translates into better sex for both of us. Okay?"

He looks very skeptical. "Hm, sure. I totally believe you."

You don't necessarily think you properly got your point across to him, but Meredith just made another bad decision, and you need to see how it pans out. "Okay, great, now go watch a manly show with Bogs in our room if you're going to keep whining."

Brendon does not, in fact, go into your room to watch a manly show on his laptop. Instead, he and Bogart start watching season 1 of Grey's Anatomy, immediately getting highly invested in the lives of the ambitious-yet-messy surgical interns. He's trying to figure out what exactly appeals to you about the show.

•••

It's his turn to fold the clothes, and he's doing it wrong, but you're resisting the urge to do it for him because you're a feminist, damnit. He's still letting you watch Grey's Anatomy because he's a doll (and you don't know this, but he's also become a bit of a fan.)

"Do you think I'm more a Mark Sloan or a Derek Shepherd?" He asks.

You scoff, "You're a George."

"I am not! I'm way sexier than George!"

"You're just jealous because I'm an Addison."

"Pshh, you're a Bailey. You wanna know how I know?" He asks.

"Fine. Tell me." You give in.

"You desperately want to correct my laundry technique."

•••

"Meet me in the on-call room in five," Brendon whispers against the back of your neck while you're drying the dishes from dinner. What is this man doing? "Meet you where?" You ask, but he's already walked away. You're not sure whether to actually wait the five minutes or just try to go find him.

You give him three minutes before going to the bedroom. You honestly don't know what you were expecting, but it wasn't Brendon laying on his side in the middle of your bed, shirtless under a white coat. He has on a pair of navy blue scrub pants that aren't particularly flattering, but they still look nice on him.

"Explain to me what's happening here, homie," you tell him.

"I'm being sexy for you! So sexy! I'm Dr. Brendon "McKinky" Urie, I'm a general surgery attending, but my real specialty is pleasure."

You visibly cringe for him. "You're a McDoofus, and your real specialty is probably malpractice."

He pouts. "Play along. Come on. Please? Be Dr. Y/N Sexy."

You roll your eyes. "Why do you get your real last name, but I'm Dr. Sexy?"

"Because we're not married in this fantasy! We're both cheating on our spouses but not in a tragic way, in a sexy way! Come on! Let yourself have fun," he pleads.

You feel yourself start to cave. "Fine, I'll play along, but I'm stopping this the minute I feel weird, okay?"

"Of course. And, babe, if you don't want to do this, you absolutely do not have to," he says, serious now.

"No, no, Brendon. I'm down for this. I think you're a total goof for doing it, but I trust you."

He brightens, "Great! Now it's time for your examination." He waggles his eyebrows, climbing off the bed and gesturing for you to take his place.

"Exam? Am I a patient? Why am I in the on-call room if I'm a patient?" You ask.

"Doctors need exams too, y'know. We're both doctors, but I don't know, you need a routine exam for like moles or something. Take your clothes off." He says, and you take a split-second to be grateful that Brendon got discovered for his musical talents and will therefore never be an actual doctor.

You stifle back your laughter and strip down to your underwear, lying on your back on top of the white sheet he put over the comforter to protect the bed from any potential messes. He stands over you next to the bed, and you're happy that you at least get to stare at his body during this little experiment. The whole "doctor" thing may not be driving you wild on its own, but your half-naked husband always will.

"Thank you for coming to this appointment, Dr. Y/N Sexy," he says. Don't laugh, don't laugh, don't laugh, you chant in your head. "First," he says, making his voice husky, "I need to test your reflexes." Something tells you he won't be using one of those little hammers. He bends down and breathes against your neck. You shiver, and goosebumps appear on your arms. You're glad you wore your front clasp bra when he unclips it and has immediate access to your breasts. He circles around your nipple with his finger, and they harden quickly. "Mmm, good reflexes indeed. Very responsive," he purrs. "I don't think your test results are conclusive yet. You should keep going," you encourage. He rubs your scalp, and your head rolls back. You're worried that you'll start drooling.

Brendon smirks at you a little, and his smugness is slightly infuriating. Yes, you like him touching you, but that hardly proves that his weird roleplaying was a good idea. "Just like I observed, fantastic reflexes. But I now must move on to the chest exam." He rests his head on your chest, and you're beginning to suspect that this whole thing was just a ploy to touch your boobs a lot. "Is your heart rate always this fast or just when your hot coworker is touching you?"

"Normally only my husband, also named Brendon… for some reason, can get me so worked up, but now I'm thinking of leaving him for you, McCrinkly."

"It's McKinky, and your husband sounds gorgeous and super smart. You should keep him around," he says, climbing onto you and groping your breasts. "In my professional opinion, these are nice tits."

You have to bite your lip to resist the urge to laugh again. You wouldn't quite say you're aroused, but you are having fun at least. "Okay, okay, doc. Enough of the preliminary exam; I need five and a half inches, stat."

"You couldn't round up to six while we're playing!?"

"Oh, come on, you're lucky I rounded up to five and a half!"

"Rude! So rude!"

You kiss him to shut him up. "Sorry, baby, I won't bully you anymore. Now, how about a cervical exam?" You suggest, craving his thickness inside you.

That cheers him up. Brendon resumes his doctor roleplay. "First, let me complete the dermatological examination. If you could remove your undergarments, please."

You throw your bra on the floor and take off your underwear.

He admires the small amount of newly-exposed skin. "So many marks on your breasts and pubic region. Did your hot husband leave these too, or should I investigate for a skin condition?" He asks, ducking between your thighs to add some more.

"Yeah, he left them there. My sexy husband is kind of the best, but enough about him," you say.

New dark spots pop up after he finally moves his mouth from the sensitive skin of your thighs. "Oops, I think I just burst a couple of capillaries."

Well, someone did some light googling. "Do you think I'll make it?" You ask, faking drama.

"Yes, but you'll need someone to pay lots of attention to the area between your thighs."

He never mastered the art of subtly, did he? "I don't think that will be an issue. My husband will be thrilled."

"Great, that's taken care of. Shall we commence with the cervical exam then?" He asks, rolling off you to tug off his scrubs and underwear. He keeps his dumb coat on, which is more goofy than sexy without clothes underneath, but you don't tell him that. "And we can test your motor skills at the same time. Hands and knees, please."

You obey, and he moves behind you to enter you. He pushes into you quickly and hard, just like you like it. "God, there's so much blood in my, hm, um corpus cavernosum… I think," he says.

"Your what? Are you trying to cast a Harry Potter spell? because that's a whole different roleplay," You crane your neck back to see him, and your eyes widen. "Brendon, are you," you need to pause to choke back your laughter, "are you reading from a flashcard? While inside me?"

He's on his knees behind you, squinting at a white notecard. He flips the card over and reads from it, "the corpus cavernosum is, um, the main erectile tissue in the genitals. So, uh, I was trying to say that I'm hard for you."

That's it, you can't contain your laughter. You can't even bear to look at Brendon without cracking up. Tears are streaming down your face. He hisses, and you think it's because you've upset him, but you turn back to look at him, and he's biting his lip, his head tilted back.

"Are you good, B?" You ask, a little worried.

He's breathing hard. "Yeah, just your laughing caused contractions around my cock, and I was not prepared. Felt good, just unexpected." He pulls almost all the way out and then jerks back in, not quite slamming but gearing up to it.

"Faster, please. Careful still, but faster," you request.

He speeds up perfectly, finally filling you up and relieving the ache inside you. You relish each time his hips meet your body, feeling close to him, even if the position isn't as intimate as he usually likes. You suppose successful Dr. Kinky, notorious womanizer, wouldn't necessarily want to make loving, passionate eye contact with all of his conquests.

"So, Dr. Kinky-"

"No, it's doctor Urie, McKinky."

Jesus, you need a script. "So, Dr. Urie, do you have enough energy after all those lobotomies or whatever to rub a girl's clit? I bet my husband, the other Brendon, would touch me."

"Well, I would never even bother to compete with such a stellar man, but I can still try to get you off." His hands move between your thighs to touch your cunt. "Oh no, so much excess fluid here. I hope nothing's wrong." He puts a finger on your throbbing clit and feigns a sigh of relief, "Good, I've found a pulse." His touch is feather-light as he slowly strokes you. The contrast between his fast, hard thrusts and delicate strokes somehow enhances both of his actions.

"Oh, that's nice," you moan.

"You mind if I have you roll over? I still have to test your flexibility, and I'd love to do that with your legs on my shoulders."

"Fuck yeah."

He pulls out, and you get on your back; he gets you ready by situating the pillows underneath you. You rest a leg on either shoulder, and he thrusts in again. You don't want to admit it to him, but you feel like you'll need to come soon. The spikes of pleasure pulsing between your legs have been getting stronger and closer together, and now that you can see what you do to him, rather than just hearing his occasional grunts, you feel even closer to crossing that finish line.

"I'm observing some rapid contractions, Sexy. Should I note in your chart how close you are to coming all over me? Because it seems to me that you're failing your stamina and endurance evaluation," Dr. Urie teases.

You close your eyes to try to eliminate a source of the arousal, but you still feel painfully close to the edge.

Brendon inadvertently shifts a bit, and that does it. Your arousal peaks intensely, and you try to restrain your reactions on the off chance he doesn't notice. However, you're pretty sure he does notice your orgasm when his movements slow to a stop, and that's confirmed when he outright says it. "You just came," he states. It's not a question.

You nod, not bothering to deny it.

He pulls out, and you finally get to see his still-hard cock soaked with your wetness. "Well I suppose, we can run… further tests to reach a full diagnosis," he practically croons, pulling his scrub pants back on, and a wave of lust spreads from your stomach. Fine, the doctor thing is a little hot. "It's up to you though, I defer to your professional opinion."

"I think my exam is complete, actually, but I know you've been complaining of some pain in this region," you give his crotch a quick squeeze. "Do you mind stripping so I can investigate?"

He immediately takes off his coat, obviously excited, and gives it to you, so you put it on. "So, can you describe the pain?" You ask, putting a hand on his thigh.

"Kind of an ache, I guess?"

You squeeze his thigh, "And you'd say the pain is mainly here?"

"No, uh, um, to the right."

You squeeze his other thigh, "Oh, I see, right here?"

"No, not, um, my thigh."

"Sorry, I understand." You lay your hand flat on his stomach, still carefully avoiding his cock. "Your stomach must be hurting."

"Still not quite."

You clench your jaw in fake frustration. "Well, could you just show me where you need my attention, Doctor Urie?"

He shoves down his pants and grasps his leaking cock, groaning in relief when he starts to tentatively touch himself.

"Yes, very good, thank you. Would you say the ache subsides with stimulation?" You ask professionally.

Brendon nods and smirks a bit, "Yeah, you could say that."

"Well, I think you just need to achieve ejaculation," you diagnose.

"Is that, ah, covered under my insurance?" He asks cheekily, still jerking himself.

You laugh, going to dig the lubricant out, "Okay," you nudge his hand away, "leave this to the professionals." You pour the clear lube into your hand. "This may be a bit cold," you warn. He doesn't really need the lube, he's both leaking profusely and still slick from being inside you, but you want to keep up the "doctor vibes." You grasp him firmly and stroke quickly, trying to get him off as soon as you can. You kind of want to use your mouth, but you can't think of a good reason to within the roleplay. That's mostly fine, though, because you can tell he's about to come.

He comes all over your hand without warning a minute or so later. He shudders and groans, spurting twice more. You didn’t realize how worked up he was. Of course, you saw how hard he was, but to come this much from just jerking him off means he was really turned on. "Outstanding sperm production, sir," you say, crudely wiping him up with a tissue.

"Okay, no more doctor talk. My brain is too mushy," he groans.

You take off the coat and get into bed, cuddling against him. "If your brain is mushy, you probably should see a doctor."

He giggles. "So, would you do this again?"

You think for a second. "Well, I'd roleplay with you again, but you have to warn me next time. And probably not the doctor thing again. It was hot playing with you, but thinking about actual medical procedures is not my thing."

He yawns, "Noted about the warning you next time, and that's too bad. I was really looking forward to the oral exam. How big is your mouth? How's your swallow technique?" He says, half-jokingly.

"Hey, don't push it, or we're doing a prostate exam, and due to budget cuts to the hospital, we're going to be low on lubricant."

He cringes, "Point taken. I don't need a doctor roleplay; the next time I want a blowjob, I'll just ask."

You get out of bed and put on your pajamas. "Well, if it's in the next 45 minutes, your request is getting denied because Penny Lane, Bogart, and I are watching the real Grey's Anatomy in the theater while you're still too weak to complain about it. And this is a good time to tell you that my character is not actually a medical doctor. I have a PHD in film studies. I’m a fraud.”

His mouth drops open, "You're telling me that wasn't an official medical handjob?!"

"I trust that you'll get over this. Love you, babe."

He scowls but still mutters a quiet, “I love you too.”

[rockyarizona]

Role-play storyline's

The follow accounts are used for role-play mainly in the Grey's universe but also out-with.

Will be updated over time.

Accounts with writer RamblingStitch:

Callie Torres x Arizona Robbins - With the two of them now divorced and Callie with Penny, Callie finds it hard to maintain her relationship with Penny following her grant offer in New York. With that in mind, Callie ends up hitting it off with Arizona once again and soon Penny is left behind.

Callie Torres x Arizona Robbins - The two are back together in Seattle following the custody battle and learning to communicate better with one another, once again.

Callie Torres x Arizona Robbins - Arizona is struggling to find her next Alex Karev to teach and Callie is there every step of the way.

Callie Torres x Arizona Robbins - Callie comes down with the chicken-pox and Arizona refuses to kill the sexy vibe in their relationship until she finally gives in.

Callie Torres x Arizona Robbins - Africa was not the life for Callie, and so when she sees Arizona has come back and wants to make things right again, Callie has to think about her, and Sofia's future.

Callie Torres x Arizona Robbins - Arizona adjusts to life back home following the plane crash.

Callie Torres x Arizona Robbins - Callie tries to win over Arizona after numerous phone calls to one another with Arizona eventually moving out to New York.

Arizona Robbins x Callie Torres - Set just briefly after their first time together and in a fresh, new and healthy relationship.

Arizona Robbins x Callie Torres - The beginning of this relationship from their first meeting at Joe's bar.

Arizona Robbins x Callie Torres - After Arizona cheats on Callie, she tries her hardest to make things right once again.

Arizona Robbins x Callie Torres - A Valentines' night with secrets involved, Arizona becomes wary of Callie bringing her to the woods for the night but is pleasantly surprised when she see's what is happening.

Arizona Robbins x Callie Torres - The two of them go through the process of having another child together.

Arizona Robbins x Callie Torres - Callie arrives back in Seattle from New York for a short while following their countless phone calls to one another, in hopes of building a life together again.

Arizona Robbins x Callie Torres - Callie surprises Arizona in Seattle after being in Miami to reflect on how things had been. Arizona struggles to really decide what she wants out of this.

Arizona Robbins x Lauren Boswell - Things are rocky in Arizona and Callie's marriage, to the point that they soon divorce. With Lauren back in town, who knows what will happen.

Jackson Avery x April Kepner - After Jackson had disappeared for a few days without telling anyone, he tries to make things right with April.

Addison Montgomery x Mark Sloan - Addison has arrived back in Seattle and the two of them are trying things out once again. Whilst also adopting a new baby together.

Teddy Altman x Tom Koracick - Teddy returns to Seattle in hopes of winning back Tom.

Alex Karev x Jo Wilson - Alex and Jo celebrate his new position in the hospital and go through life together.

Theo Ruiz x Vic Hughes - Going through life together one step at a time.

Emmet Dixon x Travis Montgomery - With Emmett not being entirely honest about who he was with whilst seeing Travis, trust needs to be earned by Emmett before starting things again.

Enzo Lopez x Andy Herrera - Enzo is new to Station 19 and gives off the bad boy charm when in reality, when people get to know him, he is the ideal man. He and Andy strike up a relationship and battle fires, and love, together.

Jacob Phillips x Andy Herrera - (TW / SA) - Following Andy's move to Station 23, the two found it difficult to keep their relationship going. One night, Andy goes out and strikes up a flirtatious conversation with a man that does not end well. Jacob did not know the two had broken up, and so, is hurt but there for Andy following this.

Piper Chapman x Alex Vause - Pre-prison life, travelling the world together until one day, it all changes.

Miranda Hobbes x Che Diaz - Miranda is surprised to feel such a way about a person and is brought into reality by Che.

Allie Novak x Bea Smith - Allie confesses her love to Bea but the redhead doesn't know what to do with the information and makes things complicated for a while.

Full OC Characters:

Marley West x Jillian Thompson - Starting out at college is always tough but with Jillian by her side, Marley begins to develop feelings for her.

Elizabeth Montgomery x Jackson Simms - Two movie stars enjoy being around together on set and end up together but it comes with its troubles along the way.

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Unpopular Opinions: Fandom Edition

Hey none of you asked but I’m here to deliver so here are some unpopular opinions for the fandoms I’m in. Spoilers, duh.

Marvel:

I don’t like Natasha. Or Steve.

Pepper Potts is a top.

As much as I love Loki, his death was nessicary in Infinity War.

Steve should have killed Bucky in Civil War. He was a threat, plain and simple.

I ship Ironstrange/Supremefamily.

Clint should have died in Infinity War.

I love Tony Stark with my whole heart. (Not an unpopular opinion but you needed to know that)

I’m not happy with the end of Endgame.

10 years in the making....for you to do Thor like that?

Not because he’s fat or because he’s dealing with trauma, that’s totally acceptable.

What’s not acceptable is them making Thor into the butt of the joke because he’s fat.

I love the Antman movies.

I’m totally not biased because I loved lost.

(I’m kinda biased)

Shuri is the best Marvel character and would beat Tony Stark in a battle of wits.

(I’m so gay I love her.)

With as many years as Marvel has had the MCU, I am disgusted at the lack of diversity within the movies.

Like it’s 2019 and we JUST got a female empowerment scene in Endgame.

Like I want a gay superhero.

(We have a disabled one thank god. Love you Stephen.)

And don’t give me that Valkyrie/Captain Marvel BS because they never blatantly stated or showed it in their movies.

I want an Asian superhero bitch.

A superhero who is Muslim/Islam/and religion besides Christian.

I think that, as much as I hate Natasha and Steve, they should have been the ones that Bruce first sees in Infinity War. I know it set up the whole “earth is closed today” sequence but it didn’t make sense and was OOC.

I love Stephen Strange and he’s never done a single thing wrong ever in his life I would die for this man.

I like MCU Peter Parker over the origional movie Spider-Man.

Fight me.

I also like the Tony Stark/Peter Parker better than the Uncle Ben/Peter Parker so @ me.

The 100

I don’t ship Bellarke that hard.

Like yes, I think they’re obviously being groomed to end up together. I know the show runners will make them official before the end of the series. I’m not mad about that, I just don’t really care to be honest. It’s like, too obvious.

But there are some cute bellarke scenes

What they did to Monty was bullshit but what they did to Jasper was worse.

I feel no guilt whatsoever in saying that I think that killing all of Mount Weather was what they should have done from the beginning.

Yes, even the kids. Because if you kill their leaders, the men and women will fight back. The colony would have been left with a handful of adults, and a bunch of kids if the origional plan had worked. This is doomed to fail and honestly just killing them all would be better than seeing them kill eachother for food, power, whatever. If that makes sense.

I think that Finn deserved to die.

I think that Murphey deserves the world.

Charlotte fucking killed Wells. Yes she’s young but she knows better than to kill someone. Maybe not kill her, but we all know that Clarke wouldn’t have banished her like she did Murphey. Clarke has a gender bias because Murphey didn’t do anything and she wouldn’t have punished Charlotte as hard because she’s a young girl. I rest my case

Even though what he did was bad and wrong, I don’t think Murphey should have been banished. He’s right. They were all compliant and even excited when he was being hung, but when it’s a little girl all bets are off.

Like Bellamy brought the whole hostage thing upon himself because he fucking tied a noose around Murphey’s throat.

Again, not that what Murphey did was right. He didn’t have to act like that. Jasper didn’t do anything to him.

Also this segment is getting long but the show writers and everyone else just casually forgot that Murphey was TORTURED? Hello? Are we not going to acknowledge that?

I shipped Clexa with my whole heart.

Another actually popular opinion: what they’ve done to Raven’s character this season is bullshit. Her only role is Abby’s moral compass. This is the same girl who shuttled to earth in a Tin Can. She’s better than this.

What the fuck??? Happened to??? Jordan???

Like Madi stabbed him

And then they proceeded to not talk about it for like four episodes and then casually mention it in passing like “oh he saved Pria that means he gets to live”

Like they set up his character to be really important this season.

But he’s not.

I think that Murphey/Emori is the best ship.

I also think that Either Murphey or Emori or Both are secretly double crossing the Primes. (This comes out before the finale of season six)

They didn’t have to do Onyia like that

The opening of season three is so weak that I actually stopped watching the show around that time (I’d been watching since the beginning of season two) because there’s just nothing there in the first like 10 minutes and I couldn’t do it.

Maybe I’m just impatient but it’s bad.

I think that Octavia did the best that she could with what she had available and I think that’s she’s not a bad person for what she did with the fighting pits/cannabalism. And I know that if Bellamy had been in her place, he would have eventually done the same.

Kane was a whiny bitch in season 5.

Why’d the kill Diyoza(I can’t spell) like that?

I liked Joesephine. It was really fun to see Eliza Taylor be able to get a new character in the show. Also props to her for that last episode with pretending to be Joesephine and being Clarke at the same time.

I called the dude being Gabriel from the first time I saw him you peasants.

Octavia’s redemption arc this season is beautiful.

They did....that.....to Kane. I’m angerey.

Lost In space

Not enough people watch this show. (The Netflix remake or the origional)

Seriously guys it’s a good show.

Absolutely nothing is wrong with it.

I love Don West with my whole heart.

I love Dr. Smith with my half heart.

I love the robot with my two hearts.

I love Penny Robinson with all the stars in the galaxy.

I love all of them okay.

There are no plot holes, no inconsistencies, no faulty science and anyone who says (or proves) otherwise is wrong.

It’s confirmed for a season two which should air in like the December-February time area.

It’s a Netflix show so you can binge the entire season in like a weekend.

Seriously watch it.

The Umbrella Academy

Five x Delores is weird.

Luther x Allison is illegal.

Klaus deserves all the push pops in the world.

The handler is hot.

The Comission killed Dave.

Luther is the most boring, Unorigional, straight white guy character I’ve seen in a long time. I hate him so much.

Allison is a queen but her character is brought down by her weird relationship with her brother.

Tbh if I was Allison you know I’d be telling my kids that I heard a rumor that theyd go the fuck to sleep. Like that’s a good thing. Idk maybe I’m just a sociopath.

Istanbul not Constantinople being played over a scene where five murders a squad of Commission people is the greatest cinematic masterpiece ever conceived by man.

“Where are you going” “to save the world” “oh is that all?” Iconic.

None of these are really unpopular but the show writers seem to think differently.

Diego has never done anything wrong in his life like yaaaasss bitch kill your brother at yo daddy’s funeral!!! Work!!!

PaTcH

AAaAHh

Big Theif - Mary is the perfect song to play over Klaus returning from Vietnam.

Will you love me, like you loved me in the January rain?

It’s up there with Goodbye July.

Speaking of Goodbye July....

Z Nation

Many people haven’t watched it

It’s like if The Walking Dead and Zombieland had a baby....and then the baby did a line of cocaine.

It’s wild.

Watching Garnet die ruined every sliver of hope I had in humanity.

I have a special place in my heart for this show because it’s the first show that me and my mom would stay up and watch the new episodes air every Friday. It brought us closer and I can’t thank the cast and show runners enough for this.

So maybe I’m biased, but you should watch it.

Having Murphey switch from being an anti-hero to a villain back to an anti-hero and then to a regular hero, amazing. Astonishing. The peak of human existence.

Even though he’s not entirely human.

What color is Murphey today? Is he pale, discolored, grey, blue, red? We don’t know!

Roberta Warren is the Black Goddess main protagonist that we deserve.

Addison Carver is a functional Bi.

10k is tragic backstory central but other than that, his character development is pretty lacking other than him persuing love interests.

None of these are really unpopular opinions but I doubt any of you have watched the show. It’s on Netflix. Watch it.

Oooooohhhhh George.

Georgia St. Clair could stomp me to death and my ghost would still want to fuck her.

Anyways I’m gay

God damn I have a lot of pent up Gay energy.

Murphey and Lucy have a realistic enstranged father/daughter relationship and it’s heartwarming.

And then they killed her off to save him.

Honestly if you name a character Murphey they can only be assholish bad boys with a good heart deep down sorry I don’t make the rules.

Also if you name a character Murphey I will love them with my whole soul.

I’m so mad they cancelled the show.

I’m infinitely more mad that they named that disgrace of a show Black Summer and claimed that it was a prequel....but it didn’t follow the same cast and had they not advertised it as a prequel I would never have guessed.

Black Summer gives totally opposite vibes than Z Nation does. I get that black summer is supposed to be the worst time that the zombie apocalypse ever had, with cannibals and no food, but it feels like s completely different show.

It’s like if The Walking Dead claimed that it is a prequel/occurs during Shaun of the Dead.

Like....no. They’re....no.

Anyway watch it it’s good.

Detroit: Become Human

Connor isn’t the best character.

This is an unpopular opinion post deal with it.

Markus has to be my favorite.

Honestly this game is so good and not even just graphics-wise.

It’s the same robotic sentience story we’ve been fed for years, but this time it’s from the Android’s perspective and this time all they want is to be free. That’s it.

I fucking hate North.

Hank is literally if Rick from Rick and Morty were serious.

The only correct way to play Connor is to walk the thin line between deviant and regular A.I. Without leaving out Hank. The correct thing to do is make Conner deviant at Jericho.

The only correct way to play Kara is to protect Alice with every fiber of your being. Meanwhile, get close to her. Do not get caught, even if that means dissappointing her.

The only correct way to play Markus is to lead a peaceful revolution. Also tell North to fuck off.

The border patrol guy who either gets Kara and Alice caught or knowingly lets Androids cross the border is the best character. Forget about Markus, this guy sees either “oh fuck androids are killing people, maybe we shouldn’t let this one cross the border” or “Androids just want to be free and are peacefully fighting for this. Let this one and her daughter through.” I love him.

LUTHER.

YES DADDY.

anyway.

Let Out The Bear He Just Wants To Say Hi :)

Even though I think Conner is overrated by the fandom, I do like him.

But he’s not a pure innocent cinnamon roll either.

It depends on how you play, but he has really violent options so stop the “He wouldn’t harm a fly” attitude.

But he is cute.

The home screen for the game is revolutionary (no pun intended) and I hope future game follow suit in making the first impression of the game something cool.

Stealing clothes/money/the fence cutters is literally okay.

Also if you put Kara in white hair you can die.

If in your first actual play through you got the Kara lives at the recycling plant ending but Alice dies, you can die too.

I’ve never actually seen the steal money and go to motel option play out because it’s stupid, especially if you don’t steal clothes. Like that’s begging to be caught.

Stranger things

Billy Hargrove is bad and just because he’s abused does not make what he does okay.

Harringrove is gross and I’m gay so my opinion counts as double.

That being said, there are some really cute fics about Harringrove and I can see the appeal of “good boy falls for mysterious bad boy with a dark past and trauma”

I’ve said I’m gay this whole post because I say it a lot, but I don’t like actually labeling myself but I like girls and boys and everything in between and I say I’m gay kinda as a joke when girls are hot.

That being said...

Steve Harrington calling himself Daddy made me feel things.

Strange things.

Haha get it I’m making a joke to distract you from the daddy part.

Steve Harrington is a good person now, but he was still an asshole before and he can still be criticized for his past.

I used to be hardcore Jancy but after season three I feel like Nancy needs and deserves a break from boys so she can figure out herself and who she is now and what she wants to do without the weight of boys and boyfriends constantly around her.

That being said i still don’t like Nancy because she was flirting/slept in the same bed with Jonathan whilst obviously having feelings for him while she and Steve were still a thing. It’s not cheating but to me it’s close enough to raise red flags.

Robin is perfect in every way.

I don’t like Jonathan. He’s creepy in s1, fine in s2, but then is s3 he doesn’t do anything to or about his male bosses when Nancy is being made fun of because she’s a woman.

Seeing Nancy’s class priveledge/Jonathan’s male priveledge clashing was so cool tbh

Elmax > Mileven > Lumax

Jim Hopper, with all his faults, is still a caring dad.

Plus him threatening Mike made me laugh so hard sksksksks

Steve Harrington deserves the world and then some.

Low key I really want s4 to give in insight on his family life.

I also want him to get an apartment with Robin.

Robins cute tbh but for half the season I though she was a Russian spy. I guess I was wrong.

Mrs. Wheeler shouldn’t sleep with billy (not that she can now) because it’s wrong, but the reason she wanted to is because her husband is so boring and she gave up on her dreams to be his perfect housewife. She wanted a challenge with Billy. Instead, she should leave her pushover of a husband and find someone better.

Anyway Steve Harrington deserves the world.

Yeah okay hate me whatever.

[fight-till-u-cant-fight-anymore]

Life is fragile but still beautiful Part XII

Part I   Part II   Part III   Part IV   Part V   Part VI   Part VII   Part VIII    Part IX   Part X   Part XI

A week later

“Are you ready?” Charlotte came into the room cheerfully.

“Yup.” Amelia sighed heavily.

“Hey,” Charlotte kneeled in front of Amelia, who was sitting in a wheelchair, “what's wrong?”

“They'll all looked at me and whisper and…”

“Amelia, stop! They won't because I'll kill them with my glance before they can even think anything about you.” Charlotte squeezed Amelia's knee.

“Thank you, Charlotte.” Amelia smiled warmly.

“Always for you.” Charlotte stood up and put a comforting hand on Amelia's right cheek. “We should go.” Charlotte walked behind Amelia to wheel her outside of the room.

—————-

Charlotte had kept her promise. There was no one in the halls. Amelia was very thankful for that.

“Hey. You look amazing.” Addison came running when she saw the hospital doors slide open.

“Thanks. I guess.” Amelia looked serious but couldn't hold her laugh back. “Sorry, I just had to.”

“I know.” Addison smiled and took over from Charlotte. Addison leaned over to Amelia's ear. “Owen is the best guy there is.”

Amelia smiled like a teenaged girl. This time not a fake one.

They got closer to the car where Owen and Jake were waiting for her. Owen was the first one to greet her outside of the hospital and kissed her quickly on her lips.

“Can we please go?” Amelia pleaded.

“We actually should. Violet is waiting for you.” Charlotte said.

“Aghh. No, Charlotte. Not today. Please.” Amelia tried her best to get out of the shrink talk.

“Amelia. You have no power over this.” Addison said.

“Fine.” Amelia was definitely not okay with that.

—————- 

Everyone were quiet during the car ride. Amelia sat behind Addison, who was on the driver’s side, and Owen in the middle because he knew Amelia likes to look out of the window when she needed some time.

—————- 

When the elevator doors opened Owen pushed Amelia to the practice. She stopped the wheels with her hands.

“What's wrong?” Owen asked.

Amelia was quiet and Addison, Jake and Charlotte knew it's their time to leave.

“We're in the kitchen if you need anything. Violet is waiting for you in her office.” Charlotte said and smiled warmly.

“Thank you.” Amelia smiled a little. When she was alone with Owen she said, “I want to do it alone.”

“What?” Owen was shocked.

“I don't want you to push me around here. I want to do it on my own.”

“Ohh, okay. I'll be in the kitchen then.”

“Thank you.” Amelia said and Owen got in front of her. He looked into her eyes and said. “You've got this.” Owen kissed her passionately with all the love he has.

Amelia didn't want to break the kiss because that meant she had to go meet with Violet.

But Owen did and said, their foreheads still together. “You should go.”

“Yeah.” Amelia sighed and felt Owen's lips on hers again.

“See you soon. I'll be here waiting for you if you need me. Take your time.” Owen said and squeezed Amelia's shoulder before he walked towards the kitchen.

Amelia stared Owen's back till he stepped in the kitchen.

—————-

Amelia sighed again and started to push herself slowly towards Violet’s office. She could see Violet sitting there with her notepad.

“Great.” Amelia thought.

She tried to open the door but opening it while you’re sitting was way harder than she thought.

Violet heard Amelia trying to open the door. She stood up to help her inside but Amelia raised her hand to let her know she doesn't need any.

Violet was familiar how Amelia responds in situations and knew the best she could do was let her do it on her own way.

After 10 minutes of trying Amelia said angrily. “Fuck this chair!”

—————-

It was loud enough for everyone to hear. Owen wanted to go help her but Charlotte stopped him. “She'll get through this.”

—————- 

Another 5 minutes passed till she got the door open and pushed her quickly between the door, so it wouldn't close again, like it did the other hundreds of times she had tried.

“Those doors were never that heavy when I was here few weeks ago.” Amelia pushed herself in front of the couch where Violet was sitting.

“They are still the same, Amelia. Just your condition has changed.”

Amelia said nothing.

“We actually should've met earlier about other stuff. So you choose which one you want to start with.”

“I don't know. I'd better just leave. I don't need the shrink talk.”

“You do need one, Amelia. Just admit it. If not to me or to Owen, admit it to yourself, in your mind. How you reacted when that little boy died or even what happened few minutes ago are talking for themselves. You need help. You're not dealing with your demons and that will kill you. Slowly and painfully.”

“Just ask me those questions, so I could leave.”

“No, I won't let you just answer my questions today.” Violet stood up and walked to her table. She came back with a white sheet of paper and pencils.

“I'm not interested of playing some little kids games.” Amelia said.

“Just take these. I'll say a word and you draw whatever and use whatever colors what describes your feelings about it. Okay?” Violet held the paper out for Amelia.

“Fine.” She answered and took the paper from her.

“You can think about your personal view of these words or you can take them just as simple words.”

“Yeah, I get it.”

“The first word is woods.”

Amelia drew a hike trail which reminded her the times she went for long runs. She also drew Owen's trailer and the view from the dream house porch to that old tree what was cut down after Derek died.

“Let me know when you're done.” Violet said softly.

Amelia took few more minutes to use some colors too.

“I'm done.” Amelia said.

“Good.” Violet smiled. “Now write words around your drawings which come in your head first.”

Around the hike trail she used green to wrote words like running, free, alone, quiet, no obligations, calm. With Owen's trailer she changed the color to red and remembered the kiss, love, no nightmares, Owen, sparkling water, no game, safe. And the dream house the first thing she wrote with blue was Derek. Happy, the porch, the kids, stars but suddenly she took the black pencil and wrote ALONE, nightmares, no one, oxy. Amelia also wrote Mer, Owen, the dream house, Derek.

“Are you done?” Violet asked after Amelia hadn't written anything in the last few minutes.

“Yup.”

“Next I want you to turn the paper over. Write words to describe these couple of days before and after you came to LA few weeks ago.” She saw Amelia still not moving. “Take your time, there's no rush.” Violet said calmly.

Amelia still had the black pencil in her hands and wrote Penny, Derek, the dinner party, Mer. She changed the color to blue Owen, surgeries, Edwards.

Amelia kept going with the blue when she wrote words about LA. Family, practice, fun, laugh, enjoy, love, ocean, friendships.

Then she stopped. Amelia put the blue pencil slowly on the table and took the black one again. Violet was already expecting that.

Amelia started writing slowly. Patient, my baby, flipping out, no control, the car crash, no memory about what happened. The biggest word she wrote was THE CHAIR.

Amelia threw the pencil on the table and sighed. “I'm done.”

“Great.” Violet smiled. “Do you mind if I read it?”

“Nope. Go ahead.” Amelia said.

Violet took the paper from the table and started analyzing it. “I can see you draw very well.”

“Thanks.” Amelia said without any emotions.

“Should I ask you questions about what you've drawn or do you want to tell me yourself?”

“I'll tell you.”

“Okay.” Violet smiled and handed the paper to Amelia.

“So, with the woods my first memory is from after my first rehab. I took up with running till I got hit by a minivan. I could go for miles because there was no one to blame or judge me. I felt happy there. But after ending up at the hospital I started using again.”

“Okay. That's good, Amelia. What's the next picture about?”

“It's Owen's trailer. We kissed for the first time in front of it. I took a sparkling lime water with me because I don't drink.” Amelia smiled to the memory. “So, I told him I have no game and was about to leave. Owen called out if I want some too but I yelled back that I'm not thirsty. Owen ran after me and told me to stop walking. We looked in the eyes and he told me “I'm going to kiss you now, so don't say anything.” It was seriously the hottest kiss I’ve ever had.” Amelia laughed and so did Violet. “When we pulled apart he said that I can go home now. I felt awkward because we hadn't said anything about having feelings towards each other but we both had them.” Amelia smiled again.

“That's seriously very romantic.” Violet smiled too.

“So the next thing is that tree. It's the view from the dream house porch.”

“What's the dream house?” Violet asked.

“We call it the house what Derek built for Mer. She sold the house after Derek died and now we live in her mom’s house.”

“Okay but why did you decide to draw that view?”

“It was my hiding spot. I loved to watch that old tree and think how much it had been through. All the storms and very hot days, all the damage people have done to that place and the kids playing around it. It just calmed me down. But then they shut out that tree and I had no hiding spot anymore. Mer left with the kids, Owen went to the army, Derek was gone and they even took the tree from me.” Amelia said coldly.

“Is that why you striked through these names and words?”

“Yeah.”

“Did you write oxy there too?”

“Yes. It was when Owen came back. Richard, he goes to AA too, was worried about me after everyone left and I basically lived at the hospital. He invited me for a coffee but I started yelling at him and then Owen showed up. I got oxy and went to the porch. I was deciding if I'll take it or not. Again, Owen showed up and he made me feel all that pain and grief. So I didn't relapse, he saved me.”

“He does change you a lot.”

“I guess.” Amelia responded.

“Do you think some of those problems still haunt you?” Violet asked.

“It still hurts of course to think about Derek and once in awhile it gets very hard but I push it through.” Amelia left the nightmares out because she knows Violet will ask about them too but she’s not in the mood to talk about them.

“How's your sobriety going?”

“It's been okay. People at the hospital know I'm the junky, so.”

“Still no filter, huh?” Violet said and they both laughed. “You can use the words on the paper but you don't have to. I'd like to hear about what happened in Seattle.”

“Umm, we had a dinner party with Mer and Maggie. Callie, she's in ortho, invited her new girlfriend to meet us because she's working with us now. That resident, her girlfriend, came from the same hospital where Derek died. Meredith knew her from the beginning but she said nothing to me. I even hugged that killer.” Amelia was disgusted.

“Why do you blame her?”

“Ha, why? She killed my brother. Penny killed him. He should've had the head CT but they didn't make it. Penny, ughh even that name is just horrible to say. Well she told us she thought Derek needed it but the attendings said there's no need. She just…” Amelia was definitely worked up now.

“She what?” Violet pushed her more.

“Doesn't matter.” Amelia said coldly and crossed her arms.

A pause.

“Okay. What feelings did that little boy bring back?”

“Can I just go?”

“We're not done yet, Amelia.” Violet said calmly.

“Oh, I think we are.” Amelia started pushing herself towards the door.

“Amelia, why you run?”

Amelia stopped and turned her chair, so she was facing Violet once again. “That's a really good joke, you know.” She turned around again.

“Amelia, we're all here to help you.”

“Why don’t you all just step back and leave me alone?” Amelia said angrily.

[didee-anne]

Alphabet Q&A

I was tagged by my favorite Kari @coffeeandmuscles

Rules: Answer the questions in a new post and tag 10 blogs you would like to get to know better.

A- Age: 30! Start of a fresh decade 

B- Birthplace: Anchorage, Alaska

C- Current time: 9 pm on the dot

D- Drink you had last: Sweet tea

E- Easiest person to talk to: Definitely Rory but I’ve got Bianca and Kayla as well :)

F- Favorite song: I Will Always Love You by Whitney Huston. It was played at my mom’s funeral and I’ve loved it dearly ever since.

G- Grossest Memory: That’s a tough one. As a mom I’ve been puked on (as recently as yesterday) crapped on, bled on..... Hmmmm, Maybe when I had to repeatedly clean the infected horn stubs on my first heifer. That was pretty gnarly.

H- Hogwarts House: Hufflepuff, yo!

I- in love?: Oh yes. 

J- Jealous of people: Not usually.

L- Love at first sight or should I walk by again: Nope and I’m not sure what that means? 

O- One Wish: For people to stop being so scared and to treat others with respect instead of fear.

P- Person you called last: I can’t find my phone (thank you Addie) but I think it was Pennie when I FaceTimed her yesterday?

Q- Question you are always asked: Are you Rory’s wife?!

R- Reason to smile: My thoughtful hubby and my amazing and goofy kids.

S- Song you sang last: Your Song while serenading Addison earlier

T- time you woke up: I woke up for the day a little before 8:30

U- Underwear color: Purple 

V- Vacation destination: sand, ocean, sun, cocktails (same as Kari’s)

W- Worst habit: procrastination (same as Kari’s)

X- X Rays: Aside from the dentist I’ve had my arm x-rayed once to check if my horse broke it when I blocked a kick to the head lol

Y- your favorite food: SUSHI forever and ever, yo

Z- Zodiac sign: I had to look it up because I’m never sure. I’m an Aries 

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