#private practice fanfic

[storiesofsvu]

Not a Dream

Addison Montgomery x reader warnings: language, the briiiiefest mention of medical angst, pure fluff otherwise. This was requested AGES ago, not even sure who by at this point. I should really get better at noting that part before i answer the og ask lol. Anyways, have some Addison fluff!

This was queued but after today I need some validation serotonin so have this weeks early!🫶🏻

Take out dinner, a few bottles of wine and a night filled with gossip, trashy reality tv and old movies was nothing new for you and Addison. In fact, it was nearly a weekly function. It had started after one very long, too tough week at the hospital, you were her scrub nurse and just as, if not more invested in each of her patients, cases and surgeries. Out of the three of them, you lost one, nearly lost the second and had a serious complication come up with the third. While the remaining two ended up pulling through and everything was successful, it was needless to say the entire experience was a little too draining. So Addison asked if you wanted to join her for a drink and rather than bring down the morale at Joe’s, you ended up at her place where you could wallow in peace, eventually laughing over ridiculous stories and shows.

It was your ‘you’ time, but together, where you could relax and wind down from your high stress jobs, talk things through if you wanted, or just completely forget. It was how the two of you got to know each other, shared memories from your childhoods, told stories from your time in med school, Addison often commented how nice it was to have a real friend out in Seattle and you couldn’t help but agree.

You both felt completely at peace around each other, you knew you were safe, that you wouldn’t be judged for your pasts, that you enjoyed a lot of the same things and shared a lot of the same opinions. You worked incredibly well together, often bringing each other coffee in the mornings and sitting together for lunches. It was such a seamless and effortless friendship that grew stronger every day, which is why when the two of you fell asleep on the couch halfway through The Time Traveller’s Wife, you thought nothing of it. When the song played over the closing credits blared you awake you let out a soft sigh, feeling the warmth blooming through your chest at how secure you felt considering the vulnerable situation and nudged Addison’s side.

“Not letting you drive, c’mon, you know where the guest room is.”

She replied with a small groan but followed you off the couch after flicking off the television and disappeared into the guest room, lingering in the doorway just long enough to watch your bedroom door swing shut behind you. With a gentle sigh she retreated into the bedroom, still feeling the warmth on her skin where you’d head had been tucked into the crook of her neck while you slept. Her heart was a low strum in her chest, one that she knew matched the pace of yours, the two of you morphing into one single rhythm while entangled on the couch. As she pulled open the dresser to find the pyjamas you always left out for her she couldn’t help the way the corner of her lips curved up into a grin.

Falling asleep together wasn’t a problem at all. It was waking up and having to go your separate ways for the rest of the night that was the issue.

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Addison woke up in the morning to the quiet clattering of you in the kitchen and the soft sound of summer rain beating against the window pane. She let out a relaxed sigh, rolling over in the bed to stretch out her body with a small groan, at least she didn’t have anything planned today for the rain to ruin. The last time she’d crashed at your place you’d left out a fresh toothbrush in the hallway bathroom and she was pleasantly surprised to find it still there, along with a face cloth and body towel in case she wanted to shower. Once she was finally refreshed, hair tossed up on the top of her head she wandered out into the main part of the house.

“Someone’s been busy.” She greeted with a small laugh and you glanced up from your spot at the island, a slightly shy smile on your cheeks.

“Oh, hey, yeah. I made breakfast.” You gestured vaguely across the island and Addison couldn’t help but chuckle again.

“I can see that.”

“I didn’t know what you liked, so I uh…” you laughed awkwardly, nearly wringing your hands, “likely made enough to probably feed a small tribe.”

As you watched Addison’s eyes sweep over the island you realized just how utterly ridiculous the entire thing was. Any overnight guest would be more than happy and thankful for a half toasted, plain bagel on the way out the door. Meanwhile you couldn’t remember if Addi preferred waffles or pancakes so you’d made both. And that wasn’t even the half of it. There were various fruits and whipped cream to be used as toppings if she didn’t want syrup, there was a plate of bacon, sausage, eggs done three different ways and two different types of hashbrowns. Bread was sitting in the toaster just waiting for her to wake up to be toasted (and not to worry, there were sourdough and multigrain options) along with a plate of sliced cheese, tomato, smoked salmon and red onion if she wanted to lean toward a breakfast sandwich option.

“I could have sworn we’ve had breakfast together before.”

“A cup of coffee from the cart and a pastry stolen from the nurses station does not count.” You offered and she laughed.

“Huh, you’re right. I guess it just felt like we regularly did.”

You occupied yourself with your coffee mug, taking a sip of the steaming beverage before you spoke again, “oh, and I picked up some of that oat vanilla creamer you like so much, it’s in the fridge.”

“God, you are just an absolute angel.” She beamed, stepping toward you to plant a kiss on the side of your head before effortlessly moving through your kitchen.

She didn’t have to think or guess, she just seemed to know exactly where everything that wasn’t currently on the island was. Addison plucked the perfect coffee mug from the cupboard, easily stepping over to the fridge to get the aforementioned creamer to add in the amount she wanted before filling up the mug.

“Plates?” She asked, turning back to you and you broke out of your trance.

“Oh, shit, guess I didn’t remember everything.” Both of you laughed as Addison turned toward another cupboard, managing to pull down to plates, passing one over to you before you grabbed whatever utensils you might need considering the amount of choices.

“Well, considering you put in such an incredible effort I think we’ve got to eat a bit of everything.” She stated, swiping a piece of bacon to munch on while she looked through the other plates, starting to fill up her own.

“Oh, Addi, no…” you protested and she tsk’d at you.

“Nope. It all looks amazing; I’m going to try all of it.” She slid a pancake onto her plate, “are you seriously telling me you can decide between sweet and savoury with all of this in front of you?”

“I guess you’re right.” You laughed, settling onto the stool across from her as you began to load up your own plate.

Now that you were focusing on eating the nerves jumping under your skin were finally able to calm down, knowing that Addison didn’t think you were as ridiculous as you felt. Especially as the two of you started to eat and she couldn’t possibly hold back her praise over how incredibly literally everything tasted, and honestly, she wasn’t wrong. You’d put way more effort into things than if you’d been cooking for just yourself and every little trick was a burst of flavour on your tastebuds.

“You know what it is?” She suddenly asked over a bite of pancake and you nodded as you put your coffee mug down.

“Once the batter’s started to solidify in the pan before flipping you add syrup right into the pancake.” You explained, “and real Canadian maple syrup from the farmer’s market, not store bought shit.”

“I guess you’re not wrong.” She laughed, examining her pancake before taking another bite and you felt your cheeks heat once again. “but I meant why I felt like a real, at home breakfast was something we regular did.”

“Oh?” You raised a brow in her direction and the smile she gave you was enough to make you completely forget how to speak.

“Because I feel like I’m home whenever you’re near me.” She reached out, briefly squeezing at your arm, “you’re just...perfect.”

“Addi…”

“Okay, fine. I know how you feel about the whole perfection thing, but you are the most perfect that you could be, especially to me. You go above and beyond being an incredible friend every day.”

“I mean, I just want you to know how much I appreciate everything you do for me.”

“You know, I take it back.” She suddenly glanced back up and you felt the nerves starting to tingle though you again. “I don’t know if friends would be the right word for how I feel when we’re together. You know me so well, better than anyone else that’s for sure. You know what I need before I’ve realized it, whether it’s a surgical instrument or day to myself so I don’t get sick, you have this magical way of anticipating everything and sometimes I don’t think I’ve shown you enough appreciation for that. Because not only the things you do, but also you mean the world to me, I hope you know that.”

Your mouth felt too dry to speak, not wanting to say something you would instantly regret, so you simply nodded instead, earning a warm smile from the other woman.

“Good.” Her hand slid across the island and she squeezed at yours, warmth blooming through your body from the point of contact all the way to the tips of your toes. When she interlocked her fingers with yours your breath caught in your throat and you were praying she couldn’t feel your pulse racing. “when I say you make me feel like home, I mean it. I don’t have to worry about anything around you, I can just… be. I’ve never felt this comfortable in my life, you’re like a—”

“Sister to you?” You interrupted and Addison stalled, her posture stiffening as she contemplated pulling her hand away from yours but you shifted oh so slightly towards her so she left it where it was.

“I was going to say partner.. but if that’s the route you want to go.” She laughed, her cheeks tinging pink as embarrassment flooded over her, “I’m pretty good at backpedalling after I’ve made a fool of myself.”

You fought the instinct to leap off your stool, knowing that now was the time to dive full into the deep end and never look back. “What?! No! No! I just…  I never thought we’d end up together but here you are confessing everything to me.”

“You’ve thought about it?” She asked hesitantly, her eyes flicking back up to yours and you nodded once more, struggling to find your voice.

“Yeah… every day for the last month at least…” your voice was barely above a whisper, “hope that’s not too imposing… I thought I caught a vibe…”

“You did.” She admitted, a fluttering picking up in her chest, “I’ve been fighting off the urge to kiss you for weeks.”

“What’s stopping you now?” You blurted, apparently there was nothing holding you back anymore and she laughed softly, her thumb brushing over your knuckles.

“I guess nothing…”

Addison barely had to nudge at your hand and you were sliding off your stool towards her, your free hand pushing a piece of hair back behind her ear as you stepped between her legs.

“Hi…” You whispered and a grin took over her lips.

“Hi…”

“If I’m about to wake up and this is some wild figment of my imagination—”

“Then it’s the best dream I’ve ever had.” Addison murmured, her fingers tracing the side of your face before leaning in to close the gap between the two of you and her lips met yours.

You practically melted into her, her arm winding around your waist, pulling you impossibly close while your lips moved with grace against one another. It was a slice of heaven both of you had been waiting far too long for, lips curving up into happy grins as the kiss continued. You both lingered, perhaps too long in the morning light, just to make sure it wasn’t some kind of wild hallucination fueled by too many rom-coms, and that you weren’t about to wake up on the couch while movie credits played. Addison’s fingers tickled at your cheeks and you couldn’t help the gentle laugh that escaped your lips as you pulled away from the kiss, only to lean in again and peck her lips.

“Not a dream.” You murmured.

“Definitely not.” She replied with a smile, “now how about you go turn on some Housewives and relax with your coffee.” She squeezed at your hand, “I’ll clean this up and get all the leftovers into the fridge.”

Reluctantly, you stepped away from her, noticing that the warmth in the room, blooming in your chest and shining all the way into hers didn’t dissipate with the distance between you this time. You refilled your coffee mug before crossing into the open living room, dropping onto the couch to pick up the remote.

“Please, pack up multiple containers for yourself to take home, lord knows I won’t be able to eat all of it.”

“Who said anything about me going home anytime soon?” Addison called over her shoulder, a wicked grin on her face, her words bringing a blush to your cheeks as you sunk impossibly deeper into the couch in a fit of giggles.

You were certain, if this was a dream, it was the best one, and the most realistic one you’d ever had, and there was no way you would be forgetting the feeling of Addison’s lips on yours. However it wasn’t, and you wouldn’t have to worry about remembering the details because ten minutes later she was joining you on the couch, peppering your face in kisses that tasted like maple syrup and strawberries.

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[upat4amwiththemoon]

If you are taking requests. May I request Amelia X reader. Reader is her ex but they broke off( private practise , worked with Addison and all ). But reader left maybe to work abroad or the military. Fast forward now reader returns to Grey's Addison called them in , old flame,sparks . reader was always her safe place but they grew apart and had to grow(get sober). Just want Amelia to be happy, idk what the heck happened to Kai :((( I'm sorry if it's too much or silly feel free to if ore.

Somebody that I used to know

Summary: Even though years change people, the love for them stays the same.

Pairing: Amelia Shepherd x female!reader

Warnings: my medical knowledge is zero, talk of addiction, Scout doesn’t exist

Word count: 1997

a/n: Amelia deserves so much better

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Addison walks towards the break room, hoping to find Amelia there before it’s too late. She walks into the room, luckily seeing the youngest Shepherd sitting on the couch, coffee in hand, talking with Maggie Pierce. “Amelia, could I talk to you for a minute?” She says right away, skipping the pleasantries.

With a look, Amelia stands up. “Sure.” She chuckles quietly, slightly nervous. “What’s up?” She asks after Maggie leaves to room for the two.

“I called Doctor Y/L/N here to help me with a patient of mine, she’s arriving today.” She tells, trying to gauge what Amelia’s thoughts are about seeing her ex again. “I wanted to tell you before she’s here.”

“Okay, thanks for telling me.” And with that Amelia leaves the room. Addison sighs, rubbing her forehead. Suddenly she isn’t too sure if she did the right thing, but she really needs Y/N here, she’s the best in her field. She just has to hope everything goes smoothly.

“Addison!” Y/N’s voice calls out excitedly.

The red head turns around to see her doctor friend walking towards her with a bright smile. “Hey, stranger.” Addison laughs, meeting her half way to hug her. “I’m so glad to finally see you. How was the world?” She pulls away, her hands on Y/N’s shoulders to see how much she has changed over the years.

“The world was good.” Y/N decided to leave the practice in Los Angeles to join the Doctors Without Borders, traveling all over the world with them. “How’s Seattle? I didn’t think you’d come back here.” She looks around the hospital. This isn’t her first time in Grey Sloan Memorial, but it has been a long time since she was last here.

“Seattle is good. You know I go where babies need me, and this baby needs us both.” She nods her head forward, so they start walking. “The baby is two months old and his heart is incredibly weak. He won’t survive without a donor heart, but getting a heart that small will take too much time.”

“That’s where I come in.”

“That’s where you come in.” Addison smiles, she missed working with her. “His heart could become strong enough, if you fixed the veins around it.” They walk into a room full of pictures of the baby’s heart and veins.

Y/N looks through the pictures, at times picking one of them up to see it closer. The heart is compromised, and the baby won’t survive long if they do nothing, but the surgery Addison is talking about is incredibly risky. Fortunately, Y/N is a risk taker.

“I can do it,” she states, “but I’m gonna need a lot of help. His vitals need to be monitored closely.”

Letting out a sigh of relief, Addison nods. “I’ll get you anything you need.” She pauses for a moment, contemplating on saying anything. “Amelia is here, you know? Incase you wanted to talk to her.”

“Oh.” Y/N clears her throat, cleaning up the pictures into a neat pile so she wouldn’t have to look at Addison staring at her. “I didn’t know that.” She mumbles.

The now silent and tense atmosphere of the room makes Addison question whether she made the right decision. Amelia is one of the most important people in her life, she’s her sister, but she also cares about Y/N a lot. Their relationship didn’t really end on the best terms, mostly because of Amelia’s addiction, but the relationship itself was good. They both were happiest Addison has ever seen when they were together.

“I’ll make a surgery plan and then get back to you, okay?” Y/N states, not waiting for Addison to answer as she leaves the room.

Her mind is all over the place, which makes her walk through the hallways with less attention than usually, though she does greet the familiar faces going past her. However, she doesn’t notice the person walking right towards her with the same state of mind. So, they crash into each other.

All the pictures Y/N was holding fly to the floor. “Shit, I’m sorry.” She grumbles, kneeling down to gather them.

“Y/N?”

The familiar voice makes her head snap up. Amelia is standing over her, an indescribable look on her face. The exes stare at each other in silence, both unsure what to do. They both knew of the others presence in the hospital, but they didn’t think they’d bump into each other, at least not yet.

Her breath hitches as she looks over Amelia’s face. As much as she doesn’t like admitting it, she missed her. “Amy.” With a mumble, Y/N stands up, dusting off her scrubs.

“Amelia, no one calls me Amy anymore.” She says with a small smile. Y/N just nods, putting it to her mind. “I haven’t seen you in a while.”

“Yeah.”

Amelia scratches the back of her neck. “So, Addison called you.”

“She did.” The pictures are starting to crease in her grip. “There’s a..baby, obviously, uhm, and she needed help.” She clears her throat, looking around for an exit. “I actually have to make a surgery plan for tomorrow, so, I’ll see you around, I guess.”

Going to walk past Amelia, she stops once a hand takes hold of her arm. “Could we talk? Just the two of us, later today.”

The ask makes Y/N hesitant, but the way Amelia is looking at her makes her give in. “Okay.”

“Awesome,” a smile spreads on Amelia’s face, “coffee, after work?”

“I’ll see you then.” She lets go and Y/N walks away, Amelia’s eyes never leaving her back.

Amelia paces around the lobby of the hospital, her mind racing a mile a minute. She has always considered Y/N her biggest love, maybe even soulmate, if she truly believes in them. Seeing her again has brought the feelings back to the surface and she isn’t sure what to do with them.

Her thoughts come to a halt when she notices Y/N walking towards her. Instead of her scrubs, she’s now wearing her everyday clothes. She looks just as beautiful as she did all those years ago. And she decides to tell her so, “you look beautiful.” Y/N hums with a slight smile, her cheeks turn warm, but she pays no mind to it. “There’s a small cafe down the street.”

“Let’s go then.” As they walk side by side, Y/N bites the inside of her cheek, looking down at the pavement. The silence is uncomfortable and they desperately want to break it, but neither of them know what’s appropriate to say in a situation like this. “How have you been?” Y/N decodes to ask, glancing at Amelia.

“Better. A lot better actually. I’ve been sober for a long time, though it’s still hard sometimes. I got two new sisters, sort of,” she chuckles, “Meredith and Maggie. And I’m the head of neuro department.”

“I heard about Derek. I’m sorry.”

“Yeah.” Amelia sighs. “It’s okay.” She opens the door of the cafe for Y/N before stepping inside herself. At the counter, they order their coffees, and when it comes time to pay, Amelia pushes Y/N’s hand away from the machine. “My treat.” She pays both of their coffees.

“You didn’t have to.”

“I wanted to.” They move to the other side pf the counter to wait for their coffees. “It’s the least I can do after,” she pauses, “everything.”

“It wasn’t completely your fault.” She looks away from her. “You were going through a tough time.”

“That’s no excuse. I hurt you and drove away one of the best things in my life.”

Being one of the best things in her life sounds like an exaggeration, but the sincerity in Amelia’s eyes makes her believe she really means it. “You’re also important to me.” Before the conversation van keep on going, the barista shouts their names. They take their coffees and find a quiet corner place to sit.

“So, what have you been doing all there years?”

“I moved around with Doctors Without Borders.” Y/N sips her drink. “Also studied a bit on the side.”

“And your love life?”

If Amelia was anything, she was blunt. If she wanted know something, she’d ask, Y/N usually liked her unfiltered talk. “Love life, huh?” She giggles with a shake of her head. “There were some flings and one time things, you know, to release stress I suppose. But nothing that stayed.” Amelia listens intently while she drinks her coffee. “And you?”

She shrugs. “There was Link and Kai, but just like every relationship I have had, they ended with someone’s heart broken.” Amelia has a grin on her face. She has already gotten over the past two relationships, but it’s still disheartening to have failed relationships.

“Hm, you’ll find your person.”

“Maybe,” Amelia keeps eye contact with Y/N, “I really hope so.”

Looking down, Y/N taps the mug in front of her with her nails, all the feelings around them getting overwhelming. “Listen,” she changes the subject, “could you be in the surgery tomorrow? I need someone to monitor her brain activity, and you are the best there is.” She lifts her head to give Amelia a teasing look. “Or at least you used to be. Have you gotten worse over the years?”

“Worse? Do you know who you’re talking to? I’m better than ever.” Amelia answers to the teasing look with a challenging look of her own. “What I’m hearing is, you need my help because you aren’t in the best shape.” Her elbows are leaning against the table.

“Oh, wow.” Y/N crosses her arms. “Your ego is still sky high.”

Amelia laughs, which Y/N giggle as well.

The surgery has been going on for six hours already, and the whole room is tense. Amelia and Addison are monitoring the baby’s health, while Y/N is rerouting the veins near the heart. The surgery is already nearing its end, but there’s still things to do.

Y/N lets out a sigh, shaking her hand to ease the pain in her wrist. It has stayed on one position for a long time. She can feel multiple pairs of eyes on the side of her head, there’s an audience in the viewing room. This is an once in a lifetime surgery after all. Double checking everything she has done, Y/N lifts her head to her friends. “Are his vitals good?” The two nod. “Alright, we’re ready to close.” She says shakily, not ready to relax just yet. But she can feel the relief coursing through the room.

The sutures closing the opening on the baby’s chest don’t take long, as the wound isn’t as big as on an adult. The moment the last suture is on its place, people in the viewing room start cheering, so do the doctors in the operation room. Addison and one other doctor take the baby to NICU, not before thanking Y/N though.

Walking out of the room, Y/N slumps down to a chair, taking off her scrub cap. Amelia sits down next to her. “Watching you work is seriously magnificent.”

Y/N laughs, “you’re being dramatic.”

“I’m not!” Amelia throws her arm around Y/N’s shoulders, giving her a side hug. “You’re incredibly and I love you.” Y/N turns to look at her. “Give me another chance? Go on a date with me?”

“Okay.”

“Yeah?” Amelia grins widely.

“Yeah.” Y/N smiles too, her heart beating a hundred miles. She isn’t sure if it’s from the surgery she just did, or the fact that Amelia is looking at her like she’s the only person she cares about.

Amelia nods, feeling like she just won the lottery. “I’ll pick you up at eight, wear something pretty.” She kisses her cheek before walking off, going straight to Addison to tell the good news.

[artiststarme]

A Sleepwalking Surprise

I have no idea what this is. I hope you guys like it and please leave your thoughts in the comments.

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“You walk into the dark cavern to reveal the fire-breathing dragon that’s been charring the King’s soldiers and burning them to crisps. The mighty beast is towering and its scales are seemingly impenetrable. The dragon notices your entrance and spews a fiery and gruesome spray of fire at the Party before any of you have a chance to react. Roll for damage.”

The entire Party grumbled and rolled their dice. They thought they were going to find treasure, not a dragon trying to burn them all to death. Gareth’s half orc ranger and Dustin’s own half elf bard suffered the most damage at the surprise attack. Gareth muttered something about Eddie always targeting his characters and grunted in anger. 

Eddie chuckled mockingly at them from behind his DM screen, “Gwaine and Lorcan suffer fire damage and drop their weapons when the flames lick at their hands. Lorcan, what’s your action?”

Dustin huffed with stress and ran a hand through his exposed curls. “I roll for initiative.”

“Go ‘head and roll,” Eddie told him, taking a sip of his Mountain Dew from his chalice. The bastard looked devious as he eyed him over the lip of the prop. 

Dustin blew on his dice to wish them luck. This roll could make or break the rest of the game for him. “14. Lorcan picks up his lute and attempts to entrance the dragon with music.”

“Alright, Lorcan is able to retrieve his instrument from the ground where it sustained some minor charring but remains playable. The dragon is distracted and does not notice the first few notes of tune…”

Dustin was on the edge of his seat. Was it going to work? Would his move save the Party?

“The dragon released one more bellowing breath of fire at the Party before his eyes glaze- Stevie?”

Dustin’s eyes whipped open. Steve? What the hell was he doing in this story? He followed Eddie’s gaze to see Steve, his best friend and babysitter, standing in the entrance of the trailer’s kitchen. He was standing tensely with his eyes roughly unfocused on Eddie. 

“What the hell is Steve doing here?” Dustin asked his dungeon master. 

“Is he okay?” Lucas asked him in concern. 

But Eddie just waved them off, “he’s fine. He sleepwalks sometimes,” then he turned to Steve. “C’mon Big Boy, let’s get you back to bed.”

He rested a gentle hand on his back and one on his arm then guided Steve back to the bedroom. Meanwhile, the kids were dumbfounded. Why was their babysitter, the one that said he had plans today and couldn’t join the session, in Eddie Munson’s trailer? They didn’t even know they were still friends after the Upside Down!

Jeff, Gareth, and Grant didn’t even blink at Steve’s presence. To be fair though, they’d known Eddie a lot longer than the other boys and he’d done a lot weirder things than mother-henning the reformed King of Hawkins High. 

A few minutes later, Eddie returned to the living room and picked up right where he left off. “The dragon’s eyes glaze over and he becomes transfixed by the music! He can’t focus on anyone other than Lorcan’s pudgy fingers delivering the sweet, sweet tunes. Droggom, what’s your move?”

“Okay, wait a goddamn minute. Are we not going to talk about how you have Steve sleeping in your bed right now?” Mike sputtered. 

Eddie in his part just looked confused. “Where else would he sleep? He’s tired and you’re all sitting on the couch.”

Mike gestured with his hands in frustration and shot a look at Dustin. It was in his hands now to get answers. “Why can’t he sleep at his own house? And since when are you guys friends? We need answers!”

“Oh, we’re friends alright. We’re great friends. Now, focus on the game or I’ll maim you. Where were we?”

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The game continued for the next several hours without interruption. However, just as they were wrapping up for the session and settling at a tavern, Steve came walking back down the hallway. He was yawning and fiddling with a pair of wire-framed glasses perched on his nose. Dustin couldn’t help but feel even more confused. Since when did Steve wear glasses?

Eddie perked up in his seat immediately upon visage of Steve. His deceitful smirk turned into a genuine smile and he hopped up to meet Steve as soon as he crossed into the living room. 

“Stevie! Are you awake this time?” Eddie wrapped his arms around him in an engulfing embrace. 

“Mhmm, still tired though,” he muttered. Then he took everyone by surprise. Steve pulled away from the hug only to plant a kiss directly on Eddie’s lips before walking into the kitchen. 

Everyone’s jaws dropped. Dustin didn’t know whether to voice his support or yell at them for not telling him anything and the rest of the group seemed to be in the same boat as they stared unmovingly at Eddie. And Eddie just stood still as if he couldn’t believe that had just happened. 

Suddenly, there was a crash in the kitchen and a shouted, “shit!”

Steve rushed back out, now wide awake, and looked at Eddie in horror. “Oh god, fuck, shit! Fuck Eddie, do you think they noticed?”

“Yeah we noticed!” Lucas yelled.

“How the hell do you think we could’ve missed that?!” Dustin cried. Jesus Christ, seeing your two older male friends macking on each other left an impression.

“Why the fuck are you smooching on Eddie?! First my sister and now Eddie too?!” Mike screamed at him in offended outrage.

The poor Corroded Coffin guys just looked so tired. They knew already and Dustin would never forgive them for keeping it a secret from him. 

Eddie looked at Steve, “yeah, I think they noticed.”

Steve just sighed and grabbed his keys. “I have to leave now or I’ll be late for work. See you guys later!”

“And leave me here with these assholes? I think fucking not. I’m coming with you, let’s go,” he told him. Eddie grabbed his wallet and boots as he walked to the door. He shouted to the group over his shoulder, “lock up when you leave!”

The Hellfire club heard the Beemer’s engine rev and then they were alone. Dustin just looked at the other boys in confusion before screaming a loud, “what the fuck?!”

Just a few hours later, Dustin, Lucas, and Mike would corner Steve and Eddie in Family Video. They’d find out that Steve regularly sleeps over at the Munson trailer and that they’d been dating for three months. Dustin would give them his support before immediately slugging Eddie for ‘defiling his older brother’ and getting a wedgie in return. Sigh, good times, good times indeed. 

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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐘'𝐒 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄

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𝐆𝐫𝐞𝐲'𝐬 𝐀𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐲 ⤵

➳ 𝐴𝑛𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑤 𝐷𝑒𝐿𝑢𝑐𝑎

❛ 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘐𝘥𝘪𝘰𝘵𝘴 ❜

❛ 𝘖𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 ❜

❛ 𝘈𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘥 ❜

❛ 𝘕𝘰 𝘙𝘶𝘭𝘦𝘴 ❜ | *𝘚𝘔𝘜𝘛*

❛ 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 ❜

✦

➳ 𝐿𝑒𝑥𝑖𝑒 𝐺𝑟𝑒𝑦

❛ 𝘔𝘺 𝘗𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 ❜

✦

➳ 𝑀𝑎𝑟𝑘 𝑆𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑛

❛ 𝘔𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 ❜

❛ 𝘈𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘺 𝘊𝘶𝘵𝘦 ❜

❛ 𝘛𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 ❜

✦

➳ 𝐴𝑚𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑎 𝑆𝒉𝑒𝑝𝒉𝑒𝑟𝑑

❛ 𝘔𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 ❜

❛ 𝘔𝘺 𝘍𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 ❜

✦

➳ 𝐼𝑧𝑧𝑖𝑒 𝑆𝑡𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑠

❛ 𝘋𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘴 ❜

❛ 𝘊𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 ❜

✦

➳ 𝐽𝑎𝑐𝑘𝑠𝑜𝑛 𝐴𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦

❛ 𝘉𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘴 ❜

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➳ 𝑀𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑡𝒉 𝐺𝑟𝑒𝑦

❛ 𝘐 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 ❜

❛ 𝘜𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘯𝘰𝘸 ❜

✦

➳ 𝐷𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑘 𝑆𝒉𝑒𝑝𝒉𝑒𝑟𝑑

❛ 𝘋𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘺 ❜

✦

➳ 𝐴𝑟𝑖𝑧𝑜𝑛𝑎 𝑅𝑜𝑏𝑏𝑖𝑛𝑠

❛ 𝘚𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 ❜

✦

➳ 𝐶𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑒 𝑇𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑒𝑠

❛ 𝘉𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘴 ❜

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➳ 𝐴𝑙𝑒𝑥 𝐾𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑣

❛ 𝘐𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 ❜ | *𝘚𝘔𝘜𝘛*

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➳ 𝐽𝑜 𝑊𝑖𝑙𝑠𝑜𝑛

❛ 𝘔𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘩𝘵 ❜

❛ 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 ❜

✦

➳ 𝐴𝑑𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑜𝑛 𝑀𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑔𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑟𝑦

❛ 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘶𝘴 ❜

✦

➳ 𝐴𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑙 𝐾𝑒𝑝𝑛𝑒𝑟

❛ 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭! ❜

❛ 𝘔𝘪𝘯𝘦 ❜ *SMUT*

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➳ 𝐺𝑒𝑜𝑟𝑔𝑒 𝑂'𝑀𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑦

❛ 𝘋𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘴 ❜

✦

➳ 𝐶𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑎 𝑌𝑎𝑛𝑔

❛ 𝘋𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘴 ❜

✦

➳ 𝑇𝑒𝑑𝑑𝑦 𝐴𝑙𝑡𝑚𝑎𝑛

❛ 𝘚𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 ❜

✦

➳ 𝐶𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑎 𝐷𝑒𝐿𝑢𝑐𝑎

❛ 𝘖𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 ❜

❛ 𝘍𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘈𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 ❜

[lavoixhumaine]

by lavoixhumaine

bobby x athena

hearts in atrophy

Changes are coming to the Carter-Nash household as Bobby and Athena give themselves one last chance to have a baby but fate and a figure from Bobby’s past have other plans. (canon divergence au)

rating : E | status: active wip ( chapters 25/30 )

feral

Bobby goes off script and Athena isn't prepared for it.

rating : E | status: completed ( one-shot )

it’s me, hi.

Bobby Nash and his last lie.

rating : E | status : completed ( one shot ) | ( major character death )

bruise

After closing out a miserable shift, Athena just wants to sleep. Bobby lets her, of course.

rating : E | status : completed ( one shot )

brownies

Athena is baking in the kitchen, but Bobby has other ideas.

rating : E | status : completed ( one shot )

ledger

Bobby gets a call in the middle of the night.

rating : T | status : completed ( one shot )

awake

Bobby wakes up.

rating : M | status : completed ( one shot )

cataclysmic

Bobby and Athena share a moment on the cruise.

rating : E | status : completed ( one shot )

taste

Athena has a plan.

rating: E | status : completed ( one-shot )

solid ground

Things are a little different than how Bobby remembers things.

rating: T | status : currently unavailable

non-911 fics under the cut

the keeper’s irony

naomi x archer | private practice

What happened that night in Connecticut?

rating: E | status : completed ( one-shot )

last night on fifth

naomi x archer | private practice

What happens when they cross paths again in New York a few years after that night in Connecticut?

rating: E | status : completed ( one-shot )

roman candle in the wild

goo ryeon x park joong-gil | 내일 ( Tomorrow )

In different lifetimes—one story different from the other, but inevitability all the same.

rating: G | status : completed ( one-shot collection )

there as i flew, forgot all prayers of joining you

emily x aaron | criminal minds

Some years after leaving, he is presented with a choice.

rating: G | status : completed ( one-shot )

sea glass

emily x aaron | criminal minds

Two people coming together to lay their shared past to its final rest.

rating: M | status : completed

wonderwall

vera x silas | philip k dick’s electric dreams, “human is”

The Herricks remain free but there are unforeseen repercussions to their hard-won freedom.

rating: M | status : unfinished • discontinued

[horsetailcurlers2]

addison montgomery fanfiction recs by pairing

(although i am *relatively* new to the greys fandom, once i finished season three i immediately obsessively scoured the internet for any addison montgomery centric fanfiction i could get my hands on. here are just a few of my favorite ones for each of my addison ships (of which there are many). this is by no means an exhaustive list. my qualifications for this are that i’m cool and have good taste and spend way too much time thinking about fictional people)

ADDEK:

-“The Climbing Way” by winter machine (this is actually probably one of my favorite fanfictions of all time, period. this author is just absolutely brilliant at capturing their dynamic and all of its complexities. the entire thing is actually from derek’s POV which i was surprised how much i enjoyed considering i can sometimes be a derek hater lol but it provides some really good insight into his character without being as forgiving as canon or as bash-y as some fics (if that makes any sort of sense?). it also combines two of my favorite addek tropes: “sad baby backstory” and “traumatic event forces them to actually confront their issues”. it is also a very captivating portrait of derek and mark’s realtionship and has lots and lots of flashbacks. big angst warning especially for the early chapters.)

-“Some Bright Morning” by winter machine (i just can’t get enough of this author. i love any addek fic that heavily features savvy and weiss bc i think they should have made more appearances in canon. or savvy should’ve at least lmao. weiss was kind of a dick. but i like him in this fic! this is a very very interesting AU because it takes place largely outiside of canon settings and features a lot of OCs. it also takes place around early season one so the mark wound is still very fresh. its set entirely on a small island in georgia during savvy’s mother’s funeral so there’s plenty of forced proximity and bed sharing. the original setting and cast of characters are really fleshed out and completely captivating. like, i would read a whole separate story just about this island and its inhabitants. also features lots of background on savvy and addison’s friendship. and plenty of angst of course. you may be sending a pattern with these recommendations)

-“do you think i have forgotten (about you)” by crime_wives (this one legitimately made me sob. like, my body produced actual tears. angsty one shot. not happy-addek. a perfect snapshot of their tragic ending)

- “Unhinged (AddisonandDerekandMark)” by RulerOfAllThatIsEvilChiFlowers (very dark. very twisty. somewhat non linear.)

- “This Hurt Can Teach Us Both” by darlingwrecks (oh my lord this one is so so addek- bittersweet, sexy, nostalgic, painful and delightful all at once. my favorite thing about this writer is the way they write backstory, especially for the Med School Trio. this is also kind of fun because we never got to see how these two dealt with their post divorce logistics. derek was just kind of like “take all the property and fuck off” which is not at all how these things work lol)

MEDDISON:

- “lately she’s undressing for revenge” by emilyprentits (only read this if you want to be driven to tear your own hair out by the emotions this will make you feel. this is one of the fics that fully convinced me to ship meddison. so so so good and it’s like it was written from inside of meredith’s actual brain)

-“i’ll show you every version of yourself tonight” by withpeopleinperson (two words: stripper addison. read it. be forewarned it’s only one chapter and has not been updated in a few years but it’s a GREAT chapter regardless)

-“the seven stages of intoxication” by theprincessdiarist (meredith grey doling out meredith grey levels of emotional dysfunction. featuring loads and loads of delightfully frustrating mutual pining)

-“Sex and Caring in Seattle” by Bluefall (meredith once again having totally normal and regular feeling about her ex boyfriend’s wife. i love this one because they are both just kind of bisexual disasters and derek is just Also There. i love the way this author perfectly captures meredith’s perpetual inability to navigate her own emotions)

*EDIT: i also realized i forgot to add that these last two were recommended to me by @crime-wives !!!

-“open the floodgates up” by SugarsweetRomantic (this has EVERYTHING you could want in a meddison fic: mutual hurt/comfort, bed sharing, friends to lovers, these two being absolute dumbasses about each other. had me crying and also kicking my feet. genuinely)

MADDISON:

-“Make This Go On Forever” by darlingwrecks (i am so in love with this universe. i usually don’t gravitate toward kid/family centric fics but this one is so so much more than that. it’s maddison, if those two had made a real go of things, stayed in new york, and kept the pregnancy. there’s even some background merder eventually (which is not usually my jam but i like in this context). very very fluffy at times, a bit angsty at others, super in character but iirc i think this was written pretty early on in the show so addison and mark’s backgrounds may be a smidge different than in canon. this is the link to the rewritten version (i think?) on ao3. the author had the original up on live journal back in the day and i could have SWORN i read a sequel that i found a link to in the depths of their LJ but i cannot find it anywhere rn)

-“When I Grow Up” by winter machine (another maddison-if-they’d-stayed-in-new-york-and-addison-kept-the-pregnancy, but with a twist that brings them to seattle to see derek, who they haven’t spoken to in seven years. a fantastic plot but also sort of just a brilliant exploration of how mark and addison would be as parents given their own childhoods and how they have pretty much been cut off from the one healthy(ish) family dynamic that either of them have experienced. there’s also background merder in this one and it actually kind of made me like merder which is a major feat)

-“Celery” by winter machine (a fun little one shot featuring Derek Being An Idiot, Drunk Addison, and Mark Crossing Boundaries. a little bit sad and a little bit funny. again, everything by this author is just great)

JADDISON:

- “A Certain Slant of Light” by darlingwrecks (this is for those of us that were weirded out by addison’s convo with amelia in season 18. a more fleshed out exploration of addison’s mental health during the pandemic. it’s a very raw and honest portrayal of depression and anxiety and how someone like addison would navigate it while being a doctor in a global pandemic and raising an 8 year old. it’s not nearly as bleak as it sounds though. lots of fluff, a little smut. also touches on how addison might’ve grieved mark and derek. and archer makes some appearances which i loved (i know he’s an asshole but i really like addison’s brother lol))

-“Diamonds in the Sky” by Ziaaaaa_sdc (there’s so few jaddison fics out there, probably because of how compressed their relationship timeline was as they tried to wrap up the show, but this writer has several and they’re all so good. there definitely aren’t enough fun AUs for them so i was really excited when i first found this. its Ballet School Jaddison and there’s actually only three chapters atm. no idea if it will be updated ever again but it’s still more than worth a read. a smidge angsty so far. also seems to be setting up a little enemies to lovers arc)

CADDISON:

-“Help Me (With The Butterflies)” by BlackRoseMatron (a very sweet one shot. this author is single-handedly keeping the caddison shippers fed and i love it. they also have some really great meddison stuff)

[privatehousesanatomy]

hi who wants to be friends?? i'm syd ( she / her ), i'm 22 years old and i will list my interests below.

house md

jeeves and wooster

hugh laurie in general

grey's anatomy

private practice

cheesy 80s movies

classic rock

shinedown

crystals

tattoos and piercings

writing ( i write a lot of fanfiction )

collecting random things ( i love me a good trinket )

strawberries

frogs

[dakotaawolven]

For those of you that said you'd be interested in a multi-fandom fanfiction discord server, it is now up and running!

[enobariasdistrict2]

i think we need to invent something that just makes a buzzer sound every time someone disparages the quality of their own fic/says "it's not that good/writing will get better soon" in THEIR OWN SUMMARY like it is literally basic common sense/marketing that you do not criticize what you yourself are putting out in the space (summary box) designed to make people want to read it

[storiesofsvu]

Stress Relief

Charlotte King x reader warnings: language, smut, very brief mommy kink, oral. sign up for Charlotte's tag list here!

God bless Oceanside Wellness.

You always preferred dropping off lunch for Charlotte there rather than the hospital. You didn’t need to argue your way in with a new nurse who’d never seen you before, everyone was friendly, her lunch hour didn’t get cut short by someone jolting into her office demanding her down in the ER. Mostly though, the offices all had locking doors and it was like an unspoken rule that if something happened in a locked office, everyone turned a blind eye to it.

Charlotte could tell you were a bit on edge right as you got there, that something was a bit off, she didn’t want to press it but wanted to make sure you were alright. You brushed it off, saying you were just tired, getting more than a little stressed over your own work situation. She simply smiled, extending an arm out to pull you close to her,

“Come here baby, let mommy take care of you.”

Her lips met yours gently, letting you relax into her arms when you let out a soft sigh into the kiss she swallowed it down, her lips curving up into a grin. Her hands tickled their way up your sides, one trailing across your cheek, thumb soothingly stroking at your skin while her fingers cradled the back of your neck. Her tongue slipped easily into your mouth, almost lazily dancing along with yours and she could already feel you less stressed than you were only a moment before but she wasn’t about to stop there. She guided you until the back of your legs hit the couch,

“You sure?” You murmured and she chuckled.

“I’ve got more than enough time before my next appointment.” She assured, her hands rubbing up and down your arms, “and you need to destress. Doctor’s orders.” She flashed you a grin and you bit back a laugh, shaking your head at her at her jibe, but easily accepted it when she kissed you once more.

One of her hands sunk between your bodies, fingers deftly undoing your shorts so they could disappear under the waistband. You gasped against her lips when she cupped your warmth, fingers gently massaging your lower lips, palm of her hand lightly grinding against your clit. She continued her movements, her other hand wrapping around your hip to guide you, letting you rock into her touch with each shift of her hand. Her fingers nudged your panties to the side, trailing through your wetness, a soft hum leaving her lips as they curved up into a grin. Her lips left yours, pressing against the skin of your neck, her breath hot on you when she spoke.

“That feel good?”

“Yes…”

“Then sit back.” She nudged you toward the couch and you weren’t one to defy her requests, dropping onto it and letting her quickly rid you of your shorts. “Good girl.” She cooed, settling on her knees in front of you.

Her hands ran up your legs, spreading your thighs before curving around your ass, pulling you to the edge of the couch and you let out a little squeak. Charlotte began to kiss up one of your legs, nipping at the tender skin of your inner thigh, just enough to make you moan, not enough to leave a mark this time. Her hands ran across your skin, knowing you were simply eager for her touch, you craved it always, it didn’t have to be the intimate kind, just feeling her on your body was enough to reassure you. Leaning forward her tongue lapped out onto your pussy and you couldn’t help but shudder, your legs spreading even wider for her. Her lips wrapped around your lower ones, sucking at them while her tongue danced through you, sneaking into your cunt, dragging out your juices. Letting out a quiet moan, your hand tangled into her hair, just to hold her, make sure she was going to stay buried between your legs. Her mouth shifted up, lips wrapping around your clit and you gasped, your fingers tightening in her hair, tugging at the root.

“Sorry!” you whimpered and she chuckled, licking at you again before she spoke.

“It’s okay honey, you can pull my hair as hard as you want while I’m between your legs.”

With another dark chuckle her mouth was back on you, harder, heavier and faster than before, she wanted you to come and wasn’t about to let you out of her office before you had. You whimpered above her again, hand tightening to her as you pushed her closer to your body and she smirked against your body. Her hand snuck up, two fingers easily sinking into you and you let out a moan, your head dropping against the couch while your eyes clenched shut. She could feel that you’d been pretty pent up, the stress really had been getting to you, normally it took longer than this to work you up. But today, your pretty pussy was already fluttering around her fingers, clit pulsing between her lips as she continued to eat you.

“Oh god…” you groaned, doing your best to keep quiet but the pleasure was surging through you, hips rocking up against Charlotte’s face with each pump of her fingers. They crooked within you, instantly finding that special spot and you whined, nails scratching at her head and you could feel her smirk against you. “So close… please don’t stop!”

This time she actually chuckled, the huff of breath cool on your cunt but she didn’t let up, her fingers picking up speed while her tongue began to flick at your clit in the same rhythm. You clenched down around her, a gasp leaving your lips before you bit down on your lip to keep any other noises at bay, your hips jolting off the couch while fire tingled at your skin and your orgasm washed over you.

Charlotte slipped her fingers out of you, her lips leaving your clit to gently clean up the mess of your juices. Her tongue kitten licked at you, relishing in the quiet whimpers you were making, her hands soothingly rubbing at your thighs until they’d stopped twitching. She crawled up your body, pressing a gentle kiss to your lips.

“Feel better baby?”

“Much.” You smiled blissfully, “thank you.”

“Just wait until I get you home honey, I’ll be sure to make you forget about everything that could possibly be bothering you.”

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@summergeezburr @mickey-gomez @alexxavicry @anya-casablanca @daddy-heather-dunbar @alcabots @7thavenger @augustvandyne @msvenablesbitch @kdaghay

[jerichojemini]

I just updated my mini( which I hope stays a mini fic but by the looks of it it’s not ending in three chapter.) fic please read. It’s a Calzona fanfiction. Bye TOOTLES <3

[pseudonympls]

See. I kinda vaguely knew I had a thing for doctors. Then Ryan came along and I realized it more. And then you show up with that damn masterpiece of a fic, it was just the nail I. The coffin. Damn you for making me realize so many of my things!! /j /lh

Anon, you are far too kind!

In my mind the character of Doctor Ryan Cooper serves two very important functions:

The “nice guy” fallacy - just because a guy isn’t immediately a creep doesn’t mean he’s not absolutely dubious and an arsehole, once the curtain is pulled back.

The fact that if you put Bo Burnham in glasses and a white crinkly doctors coat that we will go absolutely buckwild for it. Also a very important function to observe 🙃

I’m still not out of my Ryan era, bestie.

Oh dear anon, tis my pleasure to be but a humble vessel for kink discovery lmao 😂

[sarcasticnerdfan]

I’m rewatching greys anatomy and private practice and I just want more fics where we actually get to see the private practice characters (especially Addison and Amelia) react to all of the trauma and general bullshittery in Seattle. The most we get is like a passing mention of Derek getting shot or like two episodes when Addison is grieving mark and that’s it. I want to see how they find out about these things

[privatehousesanatomy]

𝐊𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐄 𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐍 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐆𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐘

this is all of her info i am simply too lazy to type it all out here.

kadee is portrayed by kadee strickland ( yes i used the actress's name, i am simply obsessed with it ) in her role as charlotte king in private practice.

she is the head of emergency medicine at PPTH and i have her as a love interest for gregory house ( he deserved so much better and kadee will give him so much better ).

[dakotaawolven]

It's strange, living in Meredith Grey's house in Seattle, but it's not nearly as awkward as she had expected it to be. She and Meredith had been friends later in their lives, and Meredith is the one person she can talk to now about Jake and Henry; the only person that understands the indescribable ache in her chest when she thinks about her life before. She doesn't know if she's dead in that other life, or if that life simply…ceased to exist. Meredith has asked the same questions, and both of them have decided to hope that life just ceased to exist, because neither of them can bear the thought of leaving their children motherless.

- Chapter 5 of "Don't tell me if I'm dying(cause I don't wanna know)"

[winter-spark]

My draft scenes of Citron & Tsumugi from a fic where their dynamic is in like probably the least or second least important of the 5 "major" characters' dynamics. Note: these are all in Itaru's perspective:

From part 2.1.3:

Citron looked at Tsumugi, Tsumugi seemed to accept he was next and got up. Citron led the dance but seemed to be trying to match Tsumugi's pace regardless. At least, he started slow and easy for Tsumugi to follow but once Tsumugi got the hang of it Citron increased the speed, but Tsumugi seemed more determined to keep up than deterred. A silent challenge, accepted, as they got faster and faster(the clapping trying to keep up with them) until Tsumugi laughed in defeat. Tsumugi bowed to Citron before Citron could bow to him. Still Citron did bow with a smile.

From part 2.1.5

"Hey how come Sakuya’s keeping secrets,” Citron picked up a cup from the tray and sipped it.

Sakuya jolted. “Secrets?”

“Mhm, I asked about the flowerbed there and he conveniently skipped over the type of seeds they were.”

“Ah well—”

“Oh he doesn’t know,” Tsumugi answered. 

“He does not?” Citron tilted his head.

“Not at all.”

“And Muku?”

“Also doesn’t know.”

Citron looked amused. “And you?”

“I could probably figure it out as it starts to sprout more.”

“Uh-huh. Alright fine, I’ll yield for now,” He put the cup down, “But I will return for the answer another day.”

“I hope I won’t disappoint,” Tsumugi smiled.

[some other convo here then:]

Itaru looked off into the garden. Citron held out his hands like a frame to some flowers. He looked so focused. Citron turned towards them and Itaru looked away.

Across from him, Tsumugi smiled and waved in Citron's direction. Not much longer Citron came over.

"Tsumugi, as apology for your secret tea you should teach me the art of flower pressing."

"I'm not sorry?"

"Ah! You wound me!" Citron dramatically fell on Tsumugi's lap, leaning further back than necessary, a hand to his forehead.

After a moment, Citron peeked up at Tsumugi who was smiling at him. Citron laughed and Tsumugi followed.

"I'll show you about flower pressing now if you'd like."

"Really?" Citron sat up.

"Yea, of course."

"Hooray!"

"I'll go get the cutters," Sakuya ran off.

"Thanks," Tsumugi and Citron called after him.

Citron picked back up his cup, not moving from Tsumugi's lap. Tsumugi didn't seem to have any problem with it either. Just asked Citron if he'd already picked out which flowers he wanted to press. Citron nodded as he sipped his lemonade.

From part 2.2.3

“Sorta, it is a whip in progress.”

“I believe you mean ‘work’?” Tsumugi suggested.

“Yes, that.” Citron nodded, “Oh Tsumugi may I have a biscuit?”

“Yea, of course,” he adjusted the platter so it was easier for Citron to reach.

“Thank you. How is the garden by the way? Tell me about all of the recent blooms.”

“It’s going well, has it been a while since you’ve been there?”

“Well you see, Izumi almost never wants to go there anymore.” He added a bit of dramatics, “So alas I have not fully enjoyed the garden as of late.”

“I see.” Tsumugi took a sip of his tea. There seemed to be something on his mind. “Well, anyway the most recent bloom…”

......

...Well that was an odd place to stop but most of their other interactions are like one line in a group or completely off screen whoops.

I am in the process of rewriting this fic so maybe we'll get more when I finish that, especially as I debate adding more povs, even if just as bonus chapters. & if not! I have another fic where they're in the same friend group or whatever so I'll definitely get more practice writing them then.