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Okay y'all, I think I am fully set up. I'm taking some drafts with me though over to @traumadriven , same url, same attitude, same sexy ass man in scrubs :D

This will be the one time I post this, I'll even pin it. But uh, we out! *salutes*

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hey tyler, what's one stereotype about your job ... that absolutely applies to you?

"Oh, that's easy." He says with a grin. " The stereotype? Surgeons are egotistical and think they're always right. And uh, we are. on both counts."

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I am almost done remaking. I hope to have him ready by tomorrow ! He's awake, he's wild, and he wants to cause chaos.

He's also upset that we finished Chicago Med and left the season with no one to yell at ...

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Since I really do not want to remake this blog as it's still pretty new, I'm going to be trying to fix my tags and stuff. However, if it fails, I will be remaking.

I don't wanna, but my chaotic brain really says "fix this shit or else".

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After watching twisters this is how I feel about this man:

kiss: tyler owens brendan

marry: tyler owens brendan

kill: tyler owens brendan

Fixed it for you

After watching twisters this is how I feel about this man: kiss: tyler owens

marry: tyler owens

kill: tyler owens

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I like the idea that Tyler has a tik tok in which he participates in trends and giving medical advice or just silly med videos.

My current favorite thought is him lip syncing to Sabrina's "Please Please Please" and when he gets to the "I beg you don't embarrass me" he turns the camera to Halstead.

And Halstead has no idea.

That's my favorite one so far.

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This is my idiot. There are many others on the planet, but this one is mine XD And bless Elyse for putting up with him so often

a look into @traumadriven’s and I discord conversations. just a sample.

I love elyse and Tyler so much. 🥺

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❝ Just one? Naw, I think Herrmann is about to be sick of our asses.❞ he laughs faintly, but they deserve it don't they? After all the lives they save, even the ones they can't...Sometimes what they do while rewarding in it's own regard but it also somehow feels thankless sometimes. When she says he must have a good news story he thinks about it, before he nods. ❝ I think the happiest story I've got is my sister overcoming her addiction and getting a second chance at life. Patrick ... one hell of a doctor, but he saved her life. The guy is good at that, saving lives. Hell, just by being my friend he's saved mine. And now we get to work together? I'd say that's my favorite good news story. Well, stories.❞ he pauses. ❝ That and the time Will Halstead got fired...❞

erin knew that he was right. that it was the wins that they had to keep in the front of their minds. but it seemed like they were quickly lost, filed away in the memory of her mind, for those she'd failed to save to sit front and centre. those were the faces that she couldn't quite forget. "you make a good point. got to save space for the good memories." she agreed, head nodding as he suggested a drink. she definitely could use one. "you're right. you get the first, i'll get the second. i can't see one being enough." she chuckled, sitting back slightly in her chair. "you must have a good news story to share. even something little –– to make us feel better?"

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He thought it was going to be an uneventful night, but what happens? One of the worst things he could imagine ; he's told that Elyse is on her way - her apartment had caught on fire. Well, not that directly. But it didn't matter. All Tyler heard was 'fire' and 'Elyse' and panic set in. Of course as he's waiting for her to get there, he's being told he can't be on this since they're so close. He's not sure if he used his good language or his army language in response to that -- he's pretty sure he probably told Choi to back down, Navy boy. Even if Patrick tried to talk him down it was almost hard for him to listen to reason. But if anyone could get through to him? It was Patrick.

All the while they're working on getting her back and in good shape he's begging her to not give up, let alone give up on him. ❝ Come on, baby ... ❞ his voice begging, almost a whimper.

He's holding on to her hand, just stroking it and waiting , and waiting, nearly falling asleep. That is until he hears her voice and he looks up and smiles quick, getting to his feet. He brushes that tear away and kisses her forehead, then resting his head against hers. ❝ Oh, you scared the shit out of me...❞ he tells her. ❝ Don't ever do that again...❞ he says as though she could somehow control it. He knows she couldn't but the thought of losing her?

He owes the powers that be , and the firefighters.

𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚎 ⎣ @traumadriven ⎪❛ don't give up on me just yet. ❜ ⎤

living in an apartment building, has numerous upsides, and downsides alike. as much as she loved her apartment complex, she wanted nothing more to eventually buy a house. but chicago was expensive. gaffney pays her well , but she also had to worry about aubrey. but until she could afford a house, she had no choice but to live in this building. then it happens. tragedy. 

she worked the night shift and had been napping peacefully when the fire started. the small restaurant that existed on the first floor caught on fire. it spread quickly despite the fire company's best efforts to contain the blaze. and it reached her apartment on the 7th floor ten minutes. it was before noon, so aubrey was at school. thankfully. 

how she slept through it? she was tired. coupled that with the fact that she is a deep sleeper. the first thing she remembered was being awoken up by a firefighter breaking into her apartment. if the man didn't get her in time, she was convinced that she would not be alive. the smoke in the air was thick, and at some point between being told to get up, and getting outside, she fell unconscious. it was all fuzzy, the details were not clear. 

her lifeless body was taken by ambulance to gaffney chicago med where both parick and tyler were waiting for her. word travels fast when you become a patient at the place you work. she was in and out of consciousness , but was alert and heard tyler plead 'not to give up on him yet.' 

she eventually wakes up to him by her bed, holding her hand tightly with his. she looks over at him, gives him a small smile. ❛ i will never give up on you. ❜ she tells him, a single tear falls down her cheek.

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It's not every day he's going up to a total stranger and throwing his arm around them suggesting that they act like they know him. That's usually not on the resume of things he has in his day to day. Have a coffee ? Sure. Go to work? If he's on. Help a stranger? Every day! Just not like this until tonight.

She asks who is following her and he gives a glance back over his shoulder but not looking back directly not wanting to give the one following her any sort of ideas. ❝ There's a guy, black jacket , ugly baseball cap, carrying around a camera. He's been following you for a few blocks...❞ He looks to her and smiles, then looks back straight ahead toward the street in front of them. ❝ Didn't think much of it when I first caught glance, but the fact that he's acting sus as hell..? And this city can be less than nice. ❞

Not that he wants to talk shit about his home town, but he knows what comes with living here. Of course, after all, he's in the trauma bay more often than not.

❝ Got any crazy exes? ❞ he asks, brow raised. ❝ OH by the way, the name is Tyler and don't worry, I'm not one of your local crazies. I've been cleared.❞ Is now really the time to make such a joke? Probably not, but his sense of humor or ego has no sense of good timing.

✎‿𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 @traumadriven

ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡᴇᴅ , ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴍᴇ .

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐏𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 of an urgent voice suddenly cuts through her, startling her. Before her mind can even register the disruption or identify the source, she feels the firm pressure of an arm casually draping over her shoulder. The weight is unexpected and intimate, compelling her to stiffen instinctively under the touch. Her head snaps to the side, her wide-open eyes locking onto those of a dark brunette man. She fights the instinct to glance over her shoulder. Yet, she knows such a glance might reveal nothing—she wouldn't know a pursuer from a passerby. Yet, the urgency in the man's voice triggers a fear deep within, a fear alien to her cultivated calm and controlled life as a writer. This sudden thrust into a real-life thriller grips her heart with icy fingers, compelling her to trust this mysterious stranger by her side. Her expression smooths into a practiced mask of calm, the kind perfected through countless public readings and literary panels. Who could be following her ? Why ? She racks her brain, but no clear motive surfaces. She has no known enemies, especially none that would chase her from the streets of Paris to the bustling avenues of Chicago. Could it be a fan, perhaps, one whose admiration had tipped into obsession ? Or an overzealous reader unable to separate her fictional worlds from reality ? The possibilities grow darker, more perilous in her mind, hinting at threats far beyond an uncomfortable encounter.

She shifts closer to him, molding her expression into a semblance of delight as though she's just stumbled upon an old friend. Her smile is carefully constructed and despite the casual ease she projects, her senses remain sharply tuned to their environment, her eyes flickering discreetly over the faces and figures that blend into the early evening crowd. Deep down, a thread of worry tugs at her—a fear that this man's urgent intervention might be nothing more than an elaborate facade, a different kind of danger altogether. Her heart pounds, betraying her outward composure, yet when she speaks, her voice is a smooth flow of accented English, ❝ What ees ‘appening ? Who ees following me ? ❞

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He had been keeping his eye on Elyse, and on the clock. Back and forth. To him today just felt a little slower than most ; which isn't so bad. Less to do, more time to breathe, but needing to still be on ones toes.

When she walked by he takes her hand. " Hey, come here. " He tells her. " Got something to show you. " With her hand in his he leads her off , glancing around like a scheming individual before he opens the door to the supply closet and pulls Elyse with him.

His hand quick to move lovingly to her cheek, and then he leans in and places his lips on hers with a smile allowing it to linger.

Slowly he pulls away from her, he chuckles faintly. " Sorry. " but he's not. " I had to get that out of my system.." but it seems it isn't enough as he's leaning back in to do it again, his thumb carefully stroking her cheek.

@traumabraved sent in a smooch, so she gonna get a smooch

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𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗: ⎣ top 10 favorite taylor swift songs ( in no particular order ) ⎤

𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝟏: Blank Space ⸻ ( 1989 )

𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝟐: Shake It Off ⸻ ( 1989 )

𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝟑: I Can See You ⸻ ( Speak Now TV's version, vault track )

𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝟒: The Last Time ft. Gary Lightbody ⸻ ( Red )

𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝟓: End Game ⸻ ( Reputation )

𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝟔: ME! ⸻ ( Lover ; and he will never ever forgive the swifties who made her take out the 'hey kids spelling is fun'. He hates every single one of them.)

𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝟕: This Is Me Trying ⸻ ( Folklore, he won't admit it out loud but this one hits the heart for him on a personal level. )

𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝟖: Hits Different ⸻ ( Midnights )

𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝟗: I Don't Wanna Live Forever ft. Zayn ⸻ ( Fifty Shades Soundtrack )

𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝟏𝟎: So High School ⸻ ( TTPD, the fact it legit sounds from a 90's movie soundtrack brings him the most joy. )

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𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚎 ⎣ @traumadriven ⎪incorrect quote featuring elyse and tyler.⎤

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Happy Birthday to my favorite kid in the whole world. It was something when your mom came into my life, but she brought you with her and I can safely say that my world hasn't been the same since. It's been so much better. You both are a blessing to have, and I know we're not blood, but no matter what happens you'll always be my kid, my daughter.

Also, don't eat all the treats in one go.

Oh, and I figured we needed matching birthday gifts, you got me the Swiftie shirt and I think I need to wear it somewhere.

Happy Birthday, baby girl