#grey's

[swinging-stars-from-satellites]

like I KNOWWWWWW that there is so much wrong with this relationship (mostly the lying by omission and infidelity thing but like. it's a network drama so what are you gonna do) but the way what's-his-face from Enchanted LOOKS at Meredith makes me BONKERS INSANE.

#BRO HOW DO YOU DO THAT WITH YOUR EYES YOU'RE LITERALLY MELTY #that is the softest look I've ever seen someone give someone else onscreen and HE'S DOIGN THIS ON THE REGULAR #uhhh.... patrick dempsey there we go it took me a minute to remember his name #(hilarious to me that katherine heigl has been in things with both dudes from Enchanted btw sksksksk) #sorry for posting about this. sorry. it will happen again #grey's

[bonobochick]

Simone not hiding her jealousy well re: Lucas’s overnight guest. 😄

Grey’s Anatomy ep 19x10

Lol at Lucas’ little smirk at the end. 😏 He knows what he’s doing...

#greys anatomy #lumone #lucas adams #simone griffith #simone x lucas #lucas x simone #cute #that smirk though #grey's anatomy #grey's #greys #diversity #mika yasuda #niko terho #alexis floyd #midori francis

[misaverawrites]

hi can you do addison montgomery x injured reader thanks!

The Harmony of Tragedy (Addison Montgomery x Injured!Reader)

tags: established relationship, Addison is worried about you, hurt/comfort, angst, private practice era, minor description of injuries and surgeries

summary: You get injured and Addison can’t do anything to help you.

It was an accident. That was all she heard before she excused herself from whatever she was doing, something she couldn’t even remember now. All she remembers was that she moved, quickly. She made it to Saint Ambrose Hospital, Naomi alongside her as support, “(Y/N) (L/N)’s room number please.” She tapped her fingers nervously against the desk, something she didn’t do often anymore. Naomi placed a comforting hand on her shoulder, she knew how hard this was on Addison. How much she loved you, and right now she needed this receptionist to hurry up.

“She’s in Room 423.” With those words Addison took off without a word, Naomi smiled and gave a small thank you to the receptionist before racing off after Addison, who was stopped in front of the hospital window of room 423, staring at you. Your injuries are mild at best, your leg is in a cast and you have a neck brace on, Addison moves slowly towards the doorway, it’s as if time moves in slow motion and when she meets your gaze, you give her a smile. “They got a C.T. I know you’d ask for one if I didn’t tell you that, no brain bleed, not even a bit of trauma if you couldn’t tell. Femur fracture and they’re keeping me in this brace, for now, to make sure my spine is alright.” You see her exhale a sigh of relief at your own rundown of your injuries, as she sits on the chair near the bed, beginning to sob. It was never her, she had seen it happen a million times, wives mourning wives, husbands dropping to their knees at the news of having lost their wife but not their baby, or vice versa. Now, she felt like that situation was here in her lap, she had almost lost you like she had lost friends and family before. "Addie, hey... It's just a little graze from a car crash. I'm okay." Addison, in her terror and overwhelming rush of emotions, grasps your hand tightly as she kisses your forehead, careful not to jostle you from your position too much. "Do you need anything? Food? Drink?" She asks as you sigh and decline, "I can't, they've got me in surgery soon. You know how it goes." She nods and grips your hand a bit, "Then I'll just stay here with you for as long as they'll let me stay." She says simply, like many of her patients had before. Before the baby came and their lives changed forever, or before she had found the worst during a routine appointment and watched her patients deal with the fallout. Right now, she was feeling all of those emotions with you and all she could think was how thankful she was that you were alive and well. Even as the surgeons come in, greeting her kindly from prior surgeries together and wheel you away from her. Leaving her, alone and afraid. She fought against those emotions right now and she could only feel thankful that you were strong and so was she, strong enough for you.

You hold her hand, tightly. Her hand is warmer than yours and it's all you crave, she radiates all the warmth you crave in this cold, clinical hospital room that you're basically tied to right now, so you decide now is the moment to a pop a question you've been wanting to ask for a while. "Addie, I think we should live together... When this is all over. I just hate leaving you in the morning and I just think... No, I know that us living together is better for both of us." She just smiles at you and nods slightly, "I'm not saying no, at all, but we'll come back to this in a few weeks, when you start recovering a little more. Don't make rash decisions because you're going into surgery. Please." You give a small sigh but decide to listen, she's seen this more than you and you know that. You also know that you want to move in with her, this isn't the time to start an argument, sure but when is? "Maybe just bit by bit? Let me move some stuff in every week?" She takes a moment to consider the compromise from you and nods, "Okay, i'll move some stuff while you're in surgery and then you'll stay with me after. I know you wouldn't follow the post-surgery care unless I'm there." She jokes as you roll your eyes, "Whatever you say, Addie." You feign annoyance with her jab but she kisses your forehead softly, noting the doctors coming into the room to take you to surgery. "I'll see you later," You smile at her as the doctors begin to wheel you out, "You better." She says back, brushing her hair behind her ears as you leave her, alone in the hospital room.

#addison montgomery x reader #addison shepherd #addison shepherd x reader #addison forbes montgomery #addison montgomery #greys abc #addison greys anatomy #greys anatomy #grey's abc #grey's fanfic #grey's anatomy #grey's #private practice #grey's anatomy fanfiction

[maestro-of-miscellany]

the station 19 writers really are just spending the season planting the seeds to everyone's storylines post-cancellation, like some are subtle (it feels like they're soft launching the idea of maya leaving the fire service) and others couldn't be more obvious (ben getting injured and leaving the fire service, going back to the hospital and being a bigger part of grey's again next season)

#honestly this whole season lacks direction #7x04 was the first episode that actually felt like a station 19 episode #still annoyed they cancelled it but at this point I'm accepting that it's not getting picked up elsewhere #station 19 #station #19 #greys #greys anatomy #grey's #grey's anatomy #maya bishop #ben warren #carina deluca #abc #shondaland #can't believe we're almost halfway done with the final season #and i'm not even slightly optimistic we're going to get proper closure

[octaviaabadassblakee]

Bobby Nash was willing to die to save Athena Grant. These two are incredible.

#ugh chey types things #greys anatomy #grey's anatomy spoilers #grey's #bathena #bobby nash #athena grant

[beachy--head]

In the Grey's finale next week they're going to Boston AND to the Catherine Fox Awards.

If we don't see Japril all dressed up sneaking off to go to the bathroom during the evening I SWEAR TO GOD

#grey's #japril #begging for a surprise guest stint

[sopickmechoosemeloveme]

Hello everyone! Merry Christmas ✨️🎄

#greys anatomy #grey's anatomy #grey's abc #grey's #grey's cast #merry xmas #merry christmas

[bambi-marquez]

absolutely love alex and jo's relationship so knowing what happens is actually killing me

#grey's anatomy #grey's #grey's s9 #Alex karev #jo wilson

[anewkindofme]

could you please do some april kepner headcannons :) xx

Yes! I'd love to talk about this cutie.

Ask me for headcanons on characters from my fandom list!

April doesn't have a set regression age. Sometimes she's between 1-3 years old. Others, she's between 6-8.

Even when she's regressed, her religion is very important to her. She likes to read the bible or have the stories read to her.

She also has a cross that she wears at all times when not working, even when she's Little.

April has a special treehouse outside that she can hide out in when her emotions get to be a bit too much but she doesn't want to talk about it.

She is a chatty, sensitive little bean. Sometimes she shares too much information or doesn't read the room properly.

Going to the beach is one of her favorite activities. She loves to build sandcastles and go splashing in the waves.

Her favorite food is french fries. She'd have them with every meal if Owen let her.

Owen is very protective of her, which can lead to her getting annoyed when she regresses to an older space.

In spite of this, she is a complete Daddy's girl and has Owen wrapped around her finger.

Owen loves playing tea party with her and will wear the tiara, boas and dress up clothes.

Everyone thinks that she and Alex aren't friends because they bicker. The truth is, they consider each other best friends. It's just fun to argue.

Because of her varying regression age, her nursery has a crib and a big girl bed. It's decorated in a Precious Moments motif.

#sfw age regression #sfw agere #sfw regression #sfw littlespace #sfw regressor #little april kepner #grey's #grey's anatomy #anon asks #asked and answered

[laureala]

GREY'S ANATOMY 15.21: Good Shepherd

Do you think I sabotage relationships? That I don’t know how to love?

#amelia shepherd #ameliashepherdedit #grey's anatomy #greysanatomyedit #greysedit #grey's #carolyn shepherd #aghhhh #good shepherd ur just crazy #ga: 15x21 #laurealagifs

[drummergirl0812]

Is anyone going to talk about the arrangement of Chasing Cars that Grey’s Anatomy used at the end of the 400th episode? Because it was magical.

#greys anatomy #grey's #meredith grey #richard webber #miranda bailey #amelia shepherd #kai bartley #Nick marsh #april kepner #jackson avery #japril #kaimelia #teddy altman #owen hunt

[swinging-stars-from-satellites]

I probably should be far less inclined to like Owen Hunt but I was raised in a military family so my weakness in fictional characters does tend to be extremely competent military or ex-military men (of whatever service, it doesn't really matter)

#it's a comfort thing I think?? #like I spent enough time around my dad obviously but also various people he worked with #and guys from the other services when he was working on the joint base #that it's kind of like. ah yes. Person Who Knows What They're Doing. #there's an ex-Navy guy at my church and he is ngl one of the only people I habitually refer to as ''sir'' skskskfkfjs #grey's #oh yeah this is about the episode where derek gets shot #owen walks in assesses the situation lies through his teeth to keep mer calm and then HE stays calm too like bro I love you. #stop showing off your military experience it's insane to see on my screen.

[alexdrawsagain]

Sketch Dump: Scientists and sci fi girls

#Robots #Grey's #Claire #OC art #Mad scientists #My art #Doodles #Sketchbook stuff #Alex draws again

[misaverawrites]

Intern Lounge Blues (Andrew DeLuca x Reader) SMUT

a/n: this is the second part of this request: https://www.tumblr.com/misaverawrites/706363003878162432/yes-finally-requests-open-i-love-your-way-to?source=share

tags: SMUT (minors dni!!!), unprotected sex, google translate Italian, cursing, fingering, oral (m. receiving), fingering, m. and f. orgasms

summary: You and Andrew's feelings finally bubble to the surface

Nights were your favorite. The quiet on the post-op floor, you loved it.

This night was one of those nights, quiet, the sterile post-op floor welcomed you with open arms, just you and, as you were thankful to find, Andrew DeLuca. You’d both been here for a few hours already, and in an effort to stay awake, you sit with him on the intern’s locker room bench, you’re holding flash cards and he has a grin on his face, one that makes you feel that ever-present warm, fluttering feeling within your heart.

“I just feel like I’m not getting it, Andrew.” You sigh, the Italian man grins softly, he’d been teaching you his native language for the past few months and the two of you had grown closer because of it.

“I promise, (Y/N), you are getting it, it’s just basics, I promise.” His infectious grin spreads to your face, “Okay, how about this sentence: Sei così bello.”

You stare at him quizzically for just a moment, you are beautiful, but at that moment, you cannot tell if this is Andrew trying to mess with you or not. “You are beautiful.” You repeat to him and he raises his eyebrows, “Thank you, and so are you.” He grins, and you’re unsure if he is unconsciously scooching closer to you or if it is on purpose. That is until his lips meet yours, tender and loving, an embrace you have both waited for, fully realized among the both of you. That is, until he pulls away, eyes locked on yours, nervous for your reaction. “I-I’m… Shit, I’m sorry, I-” You cut him off with another kiss.

“Non scusarti con me.” You whisper against his lips and grin at his minor shock, “See, I remember some of what you taught me.” He chuckles, “Well, I guess we’ll have to move on to harder lessons now, won’t we?”

You simply nod and his hands meet your body, your body between his legs, you begin to help him out of his shirt, as you quietly admire the sight of him shirtless in front of you. You help him with his scrub pants, and then his boxers, his cock freeing from the fabric constraints. You and he share another glance together, a glance that contains both a question and a quick, but sure answer. 

You’ve got me right where you want me.

You still sit in between his legs, your hand coming to meet the organ, he’s silent, save for heavy, ragged breaths, hot enough for the cold, sterile room you’re both in. Your hand begins to stroke at the organ, foreign to your touch, the realization is only that this is Andrew’s cock. You take it slow, at first, at a steady pace, until he starts to thrust against your palm, soft whines from his lips intertwined with what you think is praise, “fottimi, così bene, piccola.” You lean into it, going faster until you decide to take some of the initiative, your lips replacing your hand, as you bob your head up and down his cock, his hands threading into your hair as you continue at a steady pace.

That is, until Andrew stops you, “Wait, wait, you’re really good, and that isn’t like a problem, but, this isn’t… you’re not getting anything out of it,” You cock your head to the side, “Let me show you how a man treats a beautiful woman, like yourself.” He murmurs into your neck, kissing along the skin. You giggle at his flirtations until he bites at the skin of your neck without much warning, making you gasp out softly, the wetness that’d been in your core was finally being paid mind to, you grind against the fingers that rub against your clit, playing with the bundle of nerves like it was his second nature. Your lips meet his, soft moans falling from your lips as the two of you kiss, his fingers only leaving your clit to slip his fingers inside of you, making you gasp softly. His other hand comes to your shirt, tugging at the garment and you help him take it off of yourself, and with a small bit of assistance, your bra, and scrub pants follow suit along with the underwear you have on. His lips move from yours as he kisses down your neck to your breasts, suckling on the skin there, leaving little marks that you won’t bother to hide later, “A-Andrew, need you to fuck me, ohmygod, please, please!”

Without much else warning he pushes himself into you, whining at your heat, “Gesù, (Y/N), fuck!” He holds you close to his body, the bench creaking as he thrusts inside of you, still close from you sucking him off earlier, he works on your clit bringing you closer and closer with each one of his thrusts into your cunt, your whines and moans bringing him over the edge as your pussy milks his cock, him cumming inside of you, the fullness and warmth bringing you over the edge as he thrusts inside you just a few final times, and he crashes against your body lazily, “mi sei così caro, amore.” You knew there’d be a discussion about this later, but for now, you only had each other.

Nights will always be your favorite shifts.

#andrew deluca x reader #andrew deluca #andrew deluca imagine #andrew deluca fanfic #grey's abc #grey's #grey's fanfic #grey's anatomy #grey's fanfiction #fanfiction #giacomo gianniotti #smut #minors dni #mdni #grey's anatomy smut #march 2023

[hotticuslincoln]

Grey's Anatomy Season 20 Promotional Photos

#grey's anatomy #atticus lincoln #greys anatomy #chris carmack #season 20 #promotional photos #Grey's #greys

[octaviaabadassblakee]

"Grey's Anatomy needs to stop being political"

Hey I have unfortunate news for you! An abortion is a medical procedure and isn't politics! The people banning it are the political ones. An abortion is just a medical procedure! Hope that hopes<3

#ugh chey types things #grey's anatomy #grey's #abortion #addison montgomery