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saturnvs · 7 months
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dr yang
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blakeprentiss · 3 months
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GREY'S ANATOMY OUT OF CONTEXT (II)
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randomgirl005 · 1 year
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M. A. G. I. C
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Grey's anatomy (from S1-S5)
Meredith Grey
Alex Karev
George O'Malley
Izzie Stevens
Cristina Yang
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bonobochick · 1 month
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Lucas & Simone in the on-call room in Grey's Anatomy ep 20x02. 💖
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misaverawrites · 2 years
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Intern Lounge Blues (Mark Sloan x Reader) *SMUT*
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a/n: literally so happy my parents nicknamed me lexxe (same pronunciation) bc it allows me to indulge in slexie. kind of a prequel to Never, which I am editing!! :) Thank you so, so much for 800 followers!!!
tags: SMUT, shameless, self-indulgent smut for this damn man, praise kink, kissing, fingering, dirty talk, AU: Mark Sloan survives, mild begging
summary: Sloan sure does know his way around a woman.
Mark Sloan is a god among men. You were more than sure of that.
As an intern, you'd been too busy with school to go searching for one-night stands or even long-term sexual relationships. Now you were pleased with that decision because Mark Sloan, the long-term plastic surgeon at Grey Memorial, is breaking a long dry spell and the wait was now worth it.
His hands grip at your thighs, and you're firmly seated on his lap, facing him and grinding against his hard erection which strains against his scrub pants, you move your hands away from the back of his neck, moving them down to take off the scrub top that sticks close to his torso, he chuckles lowly, grabbing a hold of your hands before they are able to grip at the fabric.
"Gonna need you to be patient, let me take care of you." Shit, what have you done right to deserve this? It's a question that is cut off by his lips on your neck, soft bites painting the flesh as he pulls off your scrub top. You gasp at the frozen air of the locker room, his warm breath on your skin contrasting it strikingly. His warm hands travel the length of your body, squeezing at the flesh of your ass, before slipping under the waistband of your scrub pants and your underwear.
You release a whine, almost silent, but Mark picks up on it, his cock hardening against your pussy, and his skin sets yours on fire. This isn’t what you’d heard of being in store for you when you slept with Mark Sloan, brilliant man-whore plastic surgeon of Grey Memorial Hospital, this was tender, you lift your hips as his fingers slip inside of your cunt, which is dripping and desperate for him, his thumb quickly teases at your clit, you gasp loudly, the sensitive organ throbbing at the ministrations, you watch as Mark leers over you, his gaze burning into your skin.
You craved more of him, his fingers quickly becoming not enough for you, he leans down to kiss you, his free hand grasping at the waistband of your pants and underwear, pulling them off as the wet sounds of Mark’s fingers languidly fucking you, slow and talented, become louder in the locker room, the only other noises to drown it out being your moans and yelps, quiet and controlled. You’re completely naked and at the mercy of this amazingly capable man who stands over you, smiling as he slowly leans down to your neck, his teeth biting softly into the flesh, leaving a bruise for future you to worry about, he sucks on the spot a bit before beginning to kiss you, trailing the kisses down the flesh of your body. “Mark,” You whine softly as he bites at the flesh of your thighs, “Come on, Fuck me, Mark…” You hear him chuckle deeply, he licks a stripe up the slit of your pussy, sucking softly on your clit for just a moment, releasing it from his lips with a soft pop. You whine softly as look up to find Mark sliding his scrub top off, leaving you to stare at the absolute Adonis of a man who you were lucky enough to have gotten into this situation with. Your eyes were full of adoration, which was something he was all too aware of… It reminded him of- You notice Mark shake his head as he smiles at you, sliding the rest of his scrubs off as you unclasp your bra, getting up just a bit to take Mark’s face in your hand, kissing him softly, intimately on the lips. It’s a small gesture but he seems to take it for all that it is. It’s oddly enough, the most personal he’s gotten with sex in the past few years.
You both seem to just watch each other for a few seconds, that is until Mark comes in close to you once more, cock pressing against your stomach, rock hard as you pump it softly with your hand, “Oh shit, love the way you… The way you do that. Keep going, sweetheart.” You giggle lovingly at his request as you pump it, faster and harder, his lips meeting yours over and over, “So good, shit.” Praise falls from his lips as he continues to kiss you, until you pull away, standing up and smirking, “Come on, Mark, fuck me.” He nods, pulling your body close to his, your chest pressed against his, his rock-hard cock pressing into your stomach, “You want me to fuck you, sweetheart?” You nod as he pulls you away just slightly, lining the length of his cock, dripping with precum, against your wet cunt. “Then beg.” You roll your eyes, bringing his face to yours, kissing him, hot and heavy before you pull away just slightly, “Mark Sloan, fuck me, fuck me better than you’ve fucked any of the other interns this year and I will be the best surgical assistant any of the attendings have ever seen, now come on… Fuck me!” He chuckles, whispering deeply into your ear, “You’ll get better at the begging thing, babe.” He then slowly eases inside of you, slow and powerful thrusts, causing you to gasp out, you’re close, with all of the foreplay it’s not long before the tension snaps inside of you, wading you into wave after wave of ecstatic pleasure. Mark continues his thrusting, hitting every spot inside of you while rubbing at your clit, “Sh-Shit Mark, fuck!” He chuckles deeply as his hips stutter a bit, he’s getting close, you both know it. Your moans only spur him closer to the finish line as he kisses your skin, before pulling out, spilling his seed out onto your stomach. He kisses your forehead softly and helps you wipe yourself off before pulling his pants back on and sitting next to you for a moment, the quiet allowing what just happened to soak in heavily for the both of you.
You vowed you’d never, ever do something this monumentally stupid. Yet you did, and you couldn’t find it in yourself to regret it.
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a-fandom-reimagined · 6 months
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ALL I WANT IS YOU. | IZZIE STEVENS X GN!READER
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♡ requested: Hey I just got into watching greys anatomy s2 e5 I am really new , but I love the character of izzie stevens and I tried to find some nice fluff fics but I barely could find any only 1 so I was wondering if you knew more or wanted to write one ? ♡ summary: izzie makes y/n a very...interesting proposition. ♡ author's note: i hope you don't mind that i made it gn it just kind of happened. ♡ word count: 499
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"Did you know that couples who co-habituate before marriage have are 48% more likely to have their marriages end in divorce?"
You froze in the doorway of Meredith's house. You hadn't even taken off your coat yet. Much less closed the door.
The house was dark. Candles everywhere. A table set for two in the living room. Romantic music in the background…and a projection screen.
"I…did not know that. What's going on?"
"Well, it's true. A study conducted by researchers in 2018 found that participants were less likely to divorce after the first year of marriage but more likely to get divorced later on down the line. Please sit."
You kicked the door shut and did as she asked, watching her flip through slides of graphs, charts and other research data. You hardly heard any of it. Izzie was resplendent in a pink dress. Her hair was curled and pinned up, her makeup carefully done. You felt as though you were sitting in the presence of royalty.
"--but," she continued, "another study conducted in 2018 concluded that cohabitation before marriage was actually linked to lower divorce rates." Izzie continued her presentation, clicking through an assortments of slides focused on the age of commitment, religion, and the ages, careers, and races of the of the studies participants and a bunch of other analytical mumbo jumbo that went in one ear and out the other.
Finally you couldn't take it anymore. "Izzie, baby, please," you huffed. "I…I am sure that a great deal of work has gone into all of this and I appreciate it but I don't understand what you're trying to say. We're not married and we don't live together. None of these studies apply to us!"
Izzie's throat bobbed, her eyes shining with tears.
Inside, you kicked yourself for making her cry. You held out your arms and she practically ran into them, perching herself on your lap. You kissed her arm, taking both of her hands in your own. "I'm sorry for making you cry, babe. I just… I need you to talk to me. Not at me."
Izzie sniffed, wiping her eyes dry on the back of her hands. "I know, I know. And you didn't make me cry I just… There haven't been a lot of things in my life that have gone right, you know? You are the most precious thing in the world to me and I don't want to lose you. There's no room for mistakes."
"Izzie, I don't want to lose you either but there's no such thing as perfection. This love, this life is what we make it. Not the data. If you want to move in together we can start looking right now. If you want to get married let's gas up the car and go to Vegas."
Izzie scrunched her nose. "Vegas? Is that really what you envision for your dream wedding?"
You shrugged. "Any wedding is my dream as long as I'm saying my vows to you."
You kissed her again and Izzie sighed as if in relief. "All I want is you, Y/N."
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privatehousesanatomy · 3 months
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y'know what? addison montgomery and lisa cuddy would be a hot couple js.
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foundfamilywhump · 2 months
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Grey's Anatomy Whump Gif Series | 13x12 | Owen Hunt calms a panicking patient who arrived to the ER tangled in razor wire, cutting himself on the wire in the process.
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msjemmxswift · 2 years
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"this love left a permanent mark this love is glowing in the dark these hands had to let it go free and this love came back to me."
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saturnvs · 6 months
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i suddenly learned how to draw meredith grey :)
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blakeprentiss · 3 months
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GREY'S ANATOMY OUT OF CONTEXT (I)
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wenellyb · 1 year
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Wake up babe, new ship just dropped
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bonobochick · 30 days
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Lucas breaks up with Simone. 🥺
Grey's Anatomy ep 20x02
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misaverawrites · 2 years
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hi can you do addison montgomery x injured reader thanks!
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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.
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nellie-elizabeth · 1 month
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Grey's Anatomy: We've Only Just Begun (20x01)
And we're back! Crazy that this is the 20th season. I saw that Station 19 is ending after this season, which means Grey's has a very solid chance of outlasting another spinoff! Let's dive right in.
Cons:
I am still repulsed by Jo and Link, I cannot help it. They just do absolutely nothing for me and it feels like such a forced, lazy writing choice. I think part of it is just that Jo and Alex, and Amelia and Link, both felt like real, organic, interesting romances to me that were earned over a long period of time, and this is just like... eh, throw the leftovers together I guess.
My Owen and Teddy dislike will never go away, but in this episode it wasn't so much that they annoyed me as that the storyline felt completely unnecessary? Teddy collapsing and needing emergency surgery and potentially dying felt like even more of a lazy tacked on drama for the cliffhanger last season than I'm used to with this show.
Pros:
The good news for the future of this show is that I do continue to be interested by our intern characters, our new crop of leads. Jules and Blue with their awkward, hostile attraction and connection, Adams and Simone with their obstacles as they continue their burgeoning love story, Yasuda with her career doubts and anxieties. And in even more good news, Nick is leaving the hospital: I'm annoyed that it's to go be with Meredith, who deserves better than that stick in the mud, but at least that means he hopefully won't be around as much anymore.
This show is famous for its ridiculous disaster scenarios, and I like that it knows how to have fun with them and also comment on current events. The self-driving car malfunctioning and slamming again and again into the ambulance was a wacky scenario but also a believable extrapolation from stuff that's happened in real life, and it also gives an new and interesting challenge to several of the characters. I like that Adams and Simone have to make some of their own tough calls in the ambulance where they're trapped, but also have Meredith and Bailey outside guiding them through. Kind of a poignant metaphor for the current direction of the show, in a way: these characters we've been with for decades at this point are still around, and can still be depended upon, but the new kids have to forge their own path as well. I'm glad the patient in the ambulance survived, as did the guy inside the test car: a stressful and bizarre day of work, but ultimately a win, which I think everyone needed.
In Teddy news, as I said I was a little underwhelmed by the existence of this plot thread to begin with. But I did appreciate Winston being calm under pressure and totally handling the situation, saving her life and also steering Owen away from the midst of everything, encouraging him to get some rest. I also like Owen and Amelia having this steady friendship after all the tumult of their past relationship. Seeing her there for him during a difficult moment was great.
I love the role Meredith has in this world, now. She is a steadfast presence, and if this show continues for another decade to come, I hope Ellen Pompeo is willing to keep coming back for a couple episodes a season, so her presence is still felt. We're setting up an interesting plot that can develop in the background: Catherine Fox wants Meredith to drop her controversial takes about Alzheimer's research and go where the funding is, and Meredith actually seemingly agrees to this. She'll take the party line and stop making controversial waves for Catherine to deal with. But... she hands her research off to Amelia, so that it can continue in secret. This is really intriguing, and I actually got a little emotional thinking about Amelia and Meredith working on this project together!
We end with Teddy waking up, thank goodness, Link and Jo sharing a romantic moment (no thank you), and Richard going to an AA meeting to recommit to his sobriety - good for him! I'm excited to see where the show takes us next; there are always enough characters and stories going on in this show that it keeps me hooked, even when some of the characters are... not my favorites. We'll see which way things go from here!
8/10
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ravensvirginity · 4 months
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"average doctor commits malpractice 3 times a year" factoid actualy just statistical error. average doctor commits 0 malpractice per year. seattle grace mercy west grey sloan hopsital, who's doctors commit over 10,000 cases of malpractice each day, is an outlier adn should not have been counted
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