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augustvandyne · 27 days

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addison fic including “can you please come and get me?”

reader says it on the phone to addison

angsty and addison calming reader down

come get me

You blow out an anxious breath as you walk along the road. You didn’t expect your night to go like this, and you’d rather be anywhere but there.

A night with your parents was not what you needed this week, but you had this dinner planned weeks in advance, and you were busy for weeks after, so it had to be tonight.

You rub your hands up and down your arms to warm yourself, but it doesn’t do much.

Now that you’re looking back, it wasn’t such a good idea to run out of the house without your jacket, huh?

There was also the fact that your phone was nearing ten percent, so you had to call someone who you knew would come.

Addison.

The two of you weren’t dating, but you also weren’t just friends. You weren’t seeing anyone else, and you knew it was the same for her, too.

Blowing a huff of cold air out, you pull your phone out to dial her number. She picks up right away with a, “Y/n..?”

“Hey, Addison,” Your voice was hoarse from crying as you walked down the road. "Can you please come get me?"

“What’s wrong?” Addison asks through the phone, but you can hear her reach for her keys and tell Bailey that she had to go. “Y/n? Talk to me.”

“The usual,” You shrug even though she can’t see you. With a sad chuckle you say, “They always have something to say.”

“It’s okay, I’m coming,” Addison assures you. “Can you tell me where you are?”

“I don’t know.. I’m near the seven-eleven by my parent’s house,” I shiver. “Please hurry, I’m freezing.”

“You didn’t take a jacket?” Addison was always on you about remembering jackets and gloves when needed.

“I’m sorry. I had to get out of there,” You begin to tear up some more. “You know how they talk.”

“Okay, it’s okay,” Addison’s heart breaks in her chest from the sound of your voice and the sounds of your cries over the phone. “I’ll be there in a few minutes, you’ll be okay.”

You place a hand on your hip and look up at the sky to stop your tears.

“I see you,” She says, snapping you out of your trance in the sky.

You hang the phone up once she parks beside you and next thing you know she’s right in front of you.

“Are you okay?” She asks sweetly, her hair pushed behind her ears.

You press your lips together to stop more tears from falling. “No.” Your voice breaks, and Addison’s heart breaks all over again.

“Come here,” Addison motions you forward, and you fall into her arms.

She puts one hand on the back of your neck to keep your head nestled in the crook of her neck and she has another hand on your back, which rubs up and down soothingly.

Her chin rests on the top of your head, and she leans down to place a kiss on your hair.

You cry into her neck, and she lets you. She lets you get all of your emotion out in the gas station parking lot, not even caring about the questioning looks the two of you are getting.

“Come on, you’re okay,” You rubs her hand on your back while the other scratches the bottom of your neck.

“I’m never going back,” You pull away from her hold and she looks over your face.

She wipes at your fallen tears with the back of her hand softly, “You don’t have to. It’s okay.”

“I’m freezing,” You shake in the cold air, nothing on but the thin t-shirt you had on under your jacket earlier.

“Here,” Addison shrugs off her jacket for you since she had a long sleeved blouse on underneath, as she dressed up more nicely.

“No, you don’t have to,” You push the jacket away, but Addison places it over your shoulders.

“Come on, take it. You’re freezing,” She puts it on yours shoulders with a raised brow.

You knew better than to tell her ‘no’ more than once, so you just let her place the warm jacket on you.

“Thank you,” You nod and hold the jacket around yourself.

“Come on, let’s get in the car, okay?” Addison tilts her head, looking down at you. “We can go get food. Go do something. Have you eaten?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay. We can go back to my apartment. How does that sound?” She puts her hand on your back and leads you to the passenger side.

She pulls the car door open so you can get in and shuts it after you’re in the seat. Once she gets in the car herself, she starts it and pulls out of the parking lot.

“You wanna watch a movie?” Addison looks over at you, her eyes soft.

Her eyes were always much softer when you were crying, and you always found her so cute when she took care of you.

“Sure,” You give an attempt at a smile, but your parent’s words just run through your head.

“Hey,” Addison tries to get you out of your thoughts. “Don’t listen to what they have to say, okay? They don’t know you like I do. I can confidently say that you’re beautiful, and worth it. You got that?”

You swallow sadly, not believing what she said.

Addison grabs your chin between her pointer finger and thumb and made you look over at her, “You got that, darling?”

“Got it,” You let a small laugh out as your cheeks heat from her touching you.

“Good,” Addison smiles.

She pulls the car into the parking lot of her apartment complex, and gets out to open the door for you.

She lets you walk in front of her into the building and she holds her door open after she unlocks it.

“I have popcorn,” Addison offers once she shuts the door. “I could make some while you chose a movie.”

“Or we could watch our show?” You ask, your face slightly lighting up.

Addison was tired, and she knew she would probably fall asleep while you watched a few episodes, but it was worth it if it made you excited.

“Sounds perfect,” Addison smiles and makes her way to the kitchen while you turn her television on.

And plus, she could just get you to tell her what she missed. Listening to your voice was always a plus.

It’s a win-win.

#addie is cutesie #addison montgomery x y/n #addison montgomery x you #addison montgomery x reader #addison montgomery imagine #addison montgomery #greys anatomy imagine #greys abc #greys anatomy x reader #greys anatomy #wlw post #send asks

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augustvandyne · 28 days

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can we get a lucy chen x reader? r is talking to nyla or someone abt the crush they have on lucy but she overhears and assumes its abt someone else? she ignores r until r gets fed up and corners her one day and tells her that lucy is her crush? thank u !!

okay i’m back to writing now 💗💗

idiots

“I’m over it,” Nyla complains to you and Angela in the break room one day.

Your eyebrows furrow at your two best friends when Angela starts nodding along with Nyla.

“What?” You frown. “Did something happen?”

“We’re over you,” Angela purses her lips. “You and your little girl crush.”

“We wish you’d just tell her already,” Nyla stirs her coffee. “You know she likes you back. So why don’t you just ask her out?”

You huff, “I really like her, and I don’t want to mess things up. And—“

“We aren’t a hundred percent sure she likes you,” Angela and Nyla roll their eyes as they mock your words in unison.

“Yeah,” You nod.

“You could always just.. ask her,” Angela says sassily, hiding her face behind her coffee cup.

You glare at both of them, “That’s scary. What if she doesn’t want me like that? I mean— then when we rode together it would be so awkward..”

“I’m sure she has at least a small crush on you.”

“How can you be so sure?” You’re bouncing on your toes. “Would you guys ask her for me? Please? Pleaseeeeee?”

“You’re more than capable,” Nyla says, squinting at you.

“So you guys don’t love me?” You cross your arms jokingly.

“Yep, that’s exactly it,” Angela nods sarcastically. “That’s just why I took you out and bought you at least ten books for your birthday last week.”

“And that’s why I took us all out to dinner for your birthday,” Nyla tilted her head.

“Hey guys—“ Lucy stumbles into the room, and your head is immediately turning towards her.

“Hey Luce,” You beam, a wide smile on your face, along with an indescribable light in your eyes that not even Nyla or Angela could explain.

But Lucy’s expression doesn’t match yours — not in the slightest bit. Her cheeks are flushed and she looks she just witnessed someone running over a cat and not stopping to check on it.

Lucy’s body slouches the slightest bit, and her eyes flutter sadly as she says, “Roll Call.”

“You okay, Lucy?” Your eyes soften as you reach for her, but she takes a step backwards.

“I’m not feeling too well,” The lie came out easily, like it wasn’t hard at all and she didn’t need a second thought.

“Oh, well—“

“I’ll see you,” Lucy looks away from you with a sad look, walking backwards and almost running into the door frame on her way out.

You turn back to the detectives with a frown on your face.

“What?”

Angela and Nyla share a look, shake their heads, and walk around you to make it towards the roll call room.

“Hey!” You lean against the counter as Lucy signs out for a war bag. “Who you with today?”

“No one,” Lucy shrugs nonchalantly, signing the last few letters of her name sloppily so she can get out of there. She slams the pen down extra hard and hurries towards the garage.

“Me either,” You follow her into the room, and wait as she opens the trunk and loads her bag. “Wanna ride with me?”

“Well.. I’m ready to go. So, if you want to ride with me you better get a bag fast,” Lucy says as she slams the trunk shut and sits in the driver seat, still not meeting your eyes.

Something in you said she was upset with you, especially after your encounter with her and the two detectives a few days earlier, but you didn’t want her riding alone. And you didn’t really like riding alone, either. You frown, but go and get a bag for yourself, nonetheless.

You load the bag and shotgun into the trunk and hurry over to the passenger seat to ride with Lucy.

“Hey..” You put your seatbelt on quickly before Lucy pulls out of the garage. “You okay?”

“Why wouldn’t I be?” Lucy just barely meets your eyes as she puts her hand on the back of your seat, turning to pull out of the garage.

“I don’t know.. I just—“

“I’m good,” Lucy shrugs again — something she only does a lot when she’s upset — but you don’t press any more. “Let’s just work.”

You open your mouth to speak again, because normally Lucy enjoys talking or sitting in a comfortable silence, but today she just turns the radio on to drown out the unusual and uncomfortable silence.

“There’s a fight breaking out at a gas station near Chen and L/n—“ A voice comes over the radio, but you’re too distracted to decipher who it is.

“Show us responding,” Lucy grabs at the radio quickly, desperately trying to get out of this awkward situation with you.

As Lucy pulls up to the scene, you say, “You get one, I get one?”

Lucy doesn’t answer, she just gets out of the car and starts detaining one of the men.

You go for the one on the ground, as you thinking Lucy might need to take her anger out a little, so you give her the more aggressive one.

As you’re cuffing your guy, Lucy’s guy elbows her in the face when she tries cuffing him.

You push your guy against the shop, not even caring if he gets away or not, and you hurry over towards Lucy who is holding her face in one hand and the cuff in the other.

“Are you okay?” You force her hand away from her face, checking the forming bruise.

She leans into your touch for only a second, but then you see a flash of some sort of recognition in her eyes, and she’s pulling away from you.

“I’m fine,” Lucy pushes you away, and finishes cuffing her guy. “Let’s take these guys back to the station.”

“Um.. okay,” You nod and awkwardly follow behind her.

“Maybe try talking to her?” Angela shrugs as you, her, and Nyla all grab lunch from your favorite burrito truck.

“I’ve tried. What do you think I’ve been doing for weeks?” You threw your hands up in a frustrated voice.

“She seems fine when I’m around her,” Nyla throws out there. “What? I’m just saying.. maybe it’s you?”

“That’s not funny!” You try to playfully hit Nyla, but she moves at the last second.

“I’m not laughing,” Nyla shook her head, a small smile on her face as she takes a bite out of her burrito.

“It’s annoying,” You put your head back as you wrap your arms around yourself.

“We know,” Angela says, being the reassuring and helpful friend while Nyla was being the annoying and joyous one. “But I’m just saying, maybe try and have an honest conversation.”

“I mean.. I could try. She might be going through something at home,” You bite on your nail anxiously, not sure if you’re trying to tell yourself that or them.

“Mhm,” Nyla agrees, mouth full. “Totally.”

“Okay, you’re not helping,” Angela rolls her eyes, pushing Nyla in the direction of your regular table. “Go sit.”

“Whatever,” Nyla rolls her eyes and goes to sit at your table.

“Do you really think it’s me?” You look up at her with a sad expression — eyebrows furrowed, eyes full of sadness. “I mean— what have I done to make her angry with me?”

“Nothing. I don’t think it’s you, sweetie,” Angela puts her arm around you until her food comes. “I just think.. maybe something is going on at home, you know how her parents are.”

“Yeah..” You nod, staring down at the gravel.

“Why don’t you try eating with her?” Angela nods over to where she’s sitting alone, enjoying her veggie burger and fries.

“Okay,” You nod and grab your food, which came out just now.

You take your burrito and water over to the smaller table Lucy sat at, and sat across from her, not asking if you could sit before doing so.

“Veggie burger?” You ask even though you know her order by heart.

“Yep,” Lucy says before taking another bite of her lunch. “You?”

“Burrito,” You hold it up before taking a bite yourself, seeing as that’s the only way to keep things from being awkward.

“Hm,” She hums, taking her time to chew.

“How are you?” You ask after swallowing your bite of food.

“Good,” She shrugs. “Nothing new since you asked me two days ago.”

You swallow back the lump forming in your throat.

Lucy had never been this dry and she’s never not talked to you for this many days in a row.

“Are you mad at me?” You frown at her as she obviously tries to finish her food faster than she ever had before. “Slow down there, don’t choke..”

“I’m not mad,” Lucy shakes her head and stands to dispose of her trash. “I’ll see you later.”

“Oh— okay,” You slouch in your chair, still trying to figure out what you did to make her so distant towards you.

After a few more days of walking on eggshells around Lucy, you’ve had enough and came up with a plan to corner Lucy.

You’d just try and corner her somewhere around the station and try and coax it out of her.

And your plan was going to work because you made sure to inform Nyla and Angela of this plan so they could watch out for her.

They inform you that she just came through to process a criminal, just as you were in to talk to Grey about an upcoming leave you had to take for a family event.

She’s passing the break room as you’re coming towards her, and you take this as the perfect opportunity to push her into the break room to talk with her.

“Hey, Y/n— Hey!” Lucy tumbles back a little as you push her into the room and shut the door for privacy. “What’s your issue?”

“No, what is your issue?” You ask, crossing your arms over your chest.

“I don’t have an issue,” Lucy shakes her head, her demeanor changing from angry to calm.

“Please just stop lying to me,” You take a step forward, and Lucy tries to take a step back, but her butt is met with the table.

“I’m not,” Lucy’s eyebrows furrow as she lies straight to your face.

“You are,” You’re voice breaks just the slightest bit. “You won’t talk to me, you won’t ride with me, you won’t eat lunch with me.. god, you can’t even look me in the eye.”

Lucy’s breath shudders as she tries to look anywhere but at you.

“Luce,” The hurt in your eyes is evident. “Look at me.”

Lucy manages to look up at you, and hurt flashes through her own eyes. She bites on her cheek to either keep herself from crying or from talking, you aren’t sure which.

“What’s wrong Lucy?” You take a few steps closer to her, and you place a friendly hand on her shoulder. “Let me help you.”

“You can’t,” Lucy’s eyes flutter sadly, and you see that she’s about to cry.

You lift your hand up to wipe a tear from her face, but she flinches away from your touch.

“Why can’t I touch you?” You ask. “You let me touch you before— what did I do?”

“You didn’t do anything,” Lucy’s tears fall faster as she gets more upset over what she overheard a few weeks earlier. “I’m just giving you space.”

“Why?” You bite out.

“Because.. you like someone,” Lucy says sadly, and that’s when it hit you. “And that someone isn’t me.”

“Lucy—“

“I heard you,” Lucy bites her lip to stop her tears, but it doesn’t work. “When you were talking to Harper and Lopez about your.. crush. And it hurt to listen to that knowing..”

“Knowing what?”

“Let me talk, please. Just let me finish,” Lucy holds a hand out between the two of you. After a pause she continues, “It hurt listening to that conversation when I’ve had feelings for you since we were rookies, and that you didn’t reciprocate them like I thought you did. So I am stepping back for whoever this mystery girl is. She must be pretty great if you’re after her.”

Your head shakes sadly and your lips turn down in a frown.

“Lucy..”

“You didn’t know?” Lucy finished for you. “I know. And I didn’t plan on telling you, but if this was what it takes for you to understand, so be it.”

“You really didn’t know?” Your question causes Lucy to tilt her head in confusion. “You’re my crush, Lucy.”

“What?”

“I like you,” You point your finger to her chest. “I literally have your long Starbucks coffee order memorized, I know what you like from every fast food place so I can bring you something to surprise you. I know your favorite movies, songs— does that scream just friends to you?”

“I mean.. no. No, I didn’t think so, but when I heard you I thought..”

“You thought wrong, Luce,” You cup her cheek, removing a stray tear with the pad of your thumb.

“Good,” Lucy breathes out and pulls your face to hers by your collar. “So, so good.”

“For the record, I’ve liked you since we were rookies, too,” You pull away to tell Lucy, and she chuckles, pulling you back in.

“We’re such idiots..”

“Yes, yes we are,” You laugh.

#the rookie #the rookie x reader #the rookie imagine #wlw post #lucy chen #lucy chen x reader #lucy chen is adorable and i love her #lucy chen ask #lucy chen x you #lucy chen x y/n #lucy chen imagine #she’s so cute

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augustvandyne · 29 days

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✩‧₊˚ nyla harper + “this is a one-time thing.”

ೃ⁀➷ nsfw content, mdni; afab!reader, semi-public sex, fingering, teasing, implications of a hidden relationship/infidelity, semi-rough sex

The rattle of the locker door echos out into the otherwise empty locker room as your back collides with it, only to fall on deaf ears as both you and Nyla are too busy focusing on one another to care. Her lips move against yours with a lustful urgency while her hands go to your waist, grasping at your hips to pull you against her before they slip around to your front so she can start undoing your button and zipper.

Your nails bite into the toned flesh of her shoulders as she tugs your pants down your legs, baring you to the cool air of the room. Once they’re pulled down your thighs, your underwear is soon to follow and she all but smiles against your lips as she feels your face grow hot under how exposed you’ve become.

It wouldn’t be the first time she’s so openly revelled in your embarrassment, but this time she must have bigger things on her mind as her enjoyment is short lived. She nips at your slackened bottom lip as she jams one of her knees between your legs, giving you no choice but to keep them spread for her as one of her hands lands on your inner thigh and starts to slowly trail upwards to where you need her most.

Shivers shoot through your body under the anticipation, and Nyla coos softly as her fingertips drawl slowly up your sensitive skin. When she reaches your slit, she pauses as the wetness that's gathered there starts to collect on her fingertips and only then after your hushed pleading does she finally take pity on you and start to ease her fingers into your throbbing heat. A moan breaks from your throat and after a sharp look from Nyla, you bite down hard on your lip to stop yourself from making any more noise as she starts to fuck you on her hand.

“You know this is a one time thing, yeah?” She murmurs against the shell of your ear, providing a stark contrast to the way her fingers pump in and out of your wet cunt with a practised fervour. It's followed up with a soft kiss to your cheek, where she lets her lips linger against your skin in an odd show of tenderness that tinges her next words with a soft note of sadness. “This can’t happen again, baby.”

At the same time, her thumb rolls harshly over your clit and effectively stops you from responding. You're pretty sure that's by design, and you're almost thankful for it - but with the pleasure flushing through you, your tongue is loosened to the point where you're speaking before you have the chance to stop yourself.

“Yeah, yeah.” You agree in a breathy voice, chest jutting out with a newfound sense of courage while Nyla looks at you with an inquisitive expression. “Pretty sure that’s what you said last time, too.”

If looks could kill, the way Nyla's face hardens would be the final nail in your proverbial coffin. A bolt of guilt hits you deep in the chest, but before you have a chance to act on it Nyla's withdrawing her hand from your cunt to place and grabbing your waist with an iron grip - only to spin you around, and pin you roughly to the locker door. She forces you to push your ass out so she can settle behind you, and slips her hand between your spread legs so she can make do on her promise to make you regret those words.

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augustvandyne · 1 month

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Addie x reader !

Addie meets readers parents for the first time and it doesn’t go well, Addie comforts reader after

if you’re lactose intolerant i’m sorry

ice cream

“You don’t have to come in,” You bit your lip nervously as you look out the passenger side window.

“I came with you,” Addison places her hand on your knee. “I’m coming in. I wouldn’t rather be doing this with anyone else.”

“Okay,” You smile softly, leaning in for a short kiss.

“Come on,” Addison pinches your chin between her thumb and side of her pointer finger as you lean in for another kiss.

“Just one more,” You beg.

Addison chuckles with a shake of her head, but reluctantly leans in for another.

“Okay. Now I’m ready,” You swipe your thumb under her lip to remove the smeared lipstick. “As ready as I’ll ever be.”

Addison comes around the car to open your door, because that’s just the kind of person she is. It’s part of the reason you fell for her in the first place - how kind and thoughtful of a person she was.

She holds her hand out for you to take, and she helps pull you out of the car.

Wrapping your arm around her waist, you timidly walk towards the entrance to your childhood home. You were nervous because your parents never really excepted your orientation, nor would they be proud of the gaping age gap between you and Addison. But you didn’t care - not really, anyhow - about what they had to say as long as you were happy.

And Addison made you happy. More than.

You lift your fist to knock on the door, and hesitate for a moment before rapping your fist against the door.

You remove your hand from Addison’s waist as the door swings open.

“Y/n,” Your mom, Ellen, says. She can’t even hold eye contact with you.

You clear your throat, trying to stop a lump from forming. The last thing you needed was to meltdown in front of your parents.

“Come in, your father is sitting at the table,” She makes a face at Addison, and you let her walk in first. Your hand still in hers as your mother shuts the door behind you.

The food is on the table when you make it towards the dining room, along with your father.

“Hey dad,” You lean down to hug him, and his hand pats your back in a hello.

Your parents sit on one side of the table, while you and Addison sit on the other. Addison’s hand lands on your thigh when your leg starts bouncing nervously.

A soft smile takes over your lips in a silent thank you, and you place your non-dominant hand on top of hers.

“I’m Richard,” Your father nods, not looking Addison in the eye at all as he moves food around his plate.

“Are you here to eat, or what?” Your mom gives you a look and you sit uncomfortably in your seat.

“Yes,” You inhale sharply, you and Addison both plating up some food out of the pans placed on the table.

You take a bite of the potatoes, and fight the urge to moan aloud at the taste.

Your foot begins to shake under the table at the awkward silence. You draw your bottom lip between your teeth nervously.

“Are you going to introduce us to your.. friend?” Your dad spits out.

“This is Addison,” You don’t look up from your plate.

“And what does Allison do?” Your mother asks, purposefully saying Addison’s name incorrectly as she did in the past.

“I’m a fetal and neonatal surgeon at the same hospital as Y/n - Seattle Grace,” Addison speaks for herself. “That’s actually how we met.”

Your mother hums, obviously as uninterested as she could get.

“Yeah..” Your smile at her. “I’m interested in peds and fetal, as you know. And Addison is teaching me.”

“That’s right,” Addison smiles politely at both of your parents, patting her hand on yours.

All of the sudden, your father drops his silverware onto the plate, “I can’t do this. I’m sorry, sweetheart. I really tried, but.. I don’t accept this.”

“Dad—“ Your lips turn to a frown. “You haven’t even tried.”

“I have!”

“We’ve been here a few minutes,” The lump begins to form, faster and faster. “You’ve only met her once. You—“

“It’s okay,” Addison squeezes your thigh reassuringly, rubbing small circles on your inner thigh with her thumb. “They don’t have to like me.”

“No—“ You can’t hold the tears back. “Mom, please!”

“I’m sorry,” Your mom continues looking down. “He’s right. I think it’s best if Allison goes. You can stay, but she has to leave.”

You lean back in your chair, as if you were struck by lightning. Your chest felt heavy and you couldn’t breathe anymore. Your eyebrows furrow, and all your eyes hold is betrayal.

“How could you say something like that?” Tears silently fall down, your voice cracking.

Addison stays quiet, and you’re partly glad for that, because you didn’t need her making matters worse. But it also would’ve been nice if she tried standing up for you.

“We’ll be going,” Addison stands, putting her hand on your shoulder to snap you out of the betrayed trance you have set on your parents.

“Take a piece of pie,” Your father watches as you stand.

“Shove the pie up your—“

“Okay,” Addison shoves you towards the door. “Let’s go, darling. We don’t need to make this worse than it already is.”

“They— how—“

“I know,” Addison kisses your temple before turning towards your parents. “Thank you for having us. And it’s Addison. You have a wonderful daughter, and you shouldn’t throw that away because you can’t get over your beliefs.”

You smile sadly as your girlfriend tries to fight for you, even though it won’t work.

“Have a good night, now.”

You keep your head turned away from Addison because you don’t want her to see you so distraught. You’ve cried in front of her before, sure. But never quite in this capacity, or for this long of a period.

Addison starts the car, silently driving you towards your - the residents - shared house, you hope. All you want right now is to indulge in some ice cream, a movie, and to cry into your pillow.

You close your eyes, resting your head against the window.

“We’re here,” Addison says excitedly. Too excitedly for you to be at the house.

You open your eyes, and your lips come together in a small smile.

She knew.

She knew you were sad and that the only thing that helps you is ice cream.

“It’s a nice gesture,” You make no attempt to remove your seatbelt. “But I’m not exactly public ready. And I don’t even have any money.”

Addison chuckles at that.

“I’ll get you something. What do you want?” She begins to unbuckle her seatbelt.

“You don’t have to,” You shook your head, giving a fake smile. “I’m fine. Just take me home.”

“Look at me,” You could feel Addison’s gaze on your face, but you didn’t want to look at her, afraid you’d start crying again. She softly turns your head towards her. “I’m not taking you home.”

You lift your brow.

“You just had a terrible night,” Addison tilts her head, looking at you with nothing but love in her stare. “I’m getting you ice cream, maybe some food if you’re still hungry, and then we’re going to go back to my place. Where we will watch all your favorite movies and I will let you cry into my chest while I rub your back. So either tell me what you want, or I’ll order for you.”

“Order for me,” You lean into her touch.

“Okay,” Addison gives you a peck on the lips. “By the way, I’m not afraid of a little tears. I’m here for you through whatever.”

As the door shuts, you say to yourself, “I think I love you.”

She comes back with your favorite flavor, and you don’t even question how she knows that, because of course she knows, along with a burger for you and one for herself.

Addison spends the rest of the night cuddling you and rubbing your back, and she doesn’t even complain when you request to watch your favorite movie not once, not twice, but three times.

And Addison seemed to get through to your parents, because you wake up with messages from both your mother and your father.

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augustvandyne · 1 month

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Addie x reader where Addie knows reader has a crush on her and flirts with reader to mess with her

this is short too. i’m sorry!! i’ve been sick for a few days and im just starting to recover.

a choice with me

“Hello darling,” Addison slides behind you, her body pressing against yours. “How are you this morning?”

“Fine,” You blush, turning your head away as Addison leans against the nurses station beside you. “I’m not on your service today.”

“I know,” Addison tilts her head, placing a hand on your arm to get you to face her again. “I’ll miss you.”

“You will?” You roll your eyes sassily.

“Don’t roll your eyes at me,” Addison runs her finger across your jaw seductively.

“Y— you’re not the boss of me today,” You stutter nervously.

“No, but I will be in two days.”

You scoff, “Yeah, whatever.”

All you want to do in Addison’s presence is cry, scream, and smash your lips against hers. It’s unprofessional, you know that, but it’s the truth.

There was just something about Addison that you couldn’t comprehend. She made you feel good and seen, but also made you flustered. She was one of the only people you could trust.

She knew things about you not even your own friends or family knew. And she hadn’t told a soul.

“What are you thinking?” Addison’s face turns serious.

“Nothing,” You frown. “I should go before Burke has my head.”

You walk away, leaving Addison standing by the station on her own.

She struts up beside you, and you aren’t even surprised at how fast she catches up to you, considering her height. One of the many things that makes you feel what you feel for her.

“Talk to me,” Addison insists.

“Nothing is wrong,” You shake your head, chuckling slightly.

Addison pulls you to the side, “You swear?”

“I swear,” You nod.

Addison runs her knuckles across your cheek, and your cheeks redden again.

“Come get a drink with me tonight,” Addison gives a breathtaking smirk. “That’s not a request.”

“Yes, Dr. Montgomery,” You look down nervously, but she lifts your chin back to her.

“Good girl,” Addison lifts her brows suggestively, leaving you a blubbering mess in the middle of the hallway.

The door rings with your entrance to Joe’s Bar, and Addison’s eyes are drawn to your body in an instant.

You weren’t wearing anything special— it was the same thing you arrived in this morning— a simple sweater and some leggings.

“I’m here,” Your hands find your hips with attitude. “My presence was demanded.”

Addison squints at you, taking a sip of her drink, and you’d be lying if you said your eyes didn’t watch her throat contract as she drank the bitter liquid.

“You actually came,” Addison places the glass on the bar.

“I wasn’t aware it was a choice,” You tilt your head.

“You always have a choice with me,” Addison’s eyes move down to your lips, but back up to your eyes.

You had a feeling that her words had more than one meaning.

You let out a breath that sounds like a laugh and a scoff, “Good.”

Addison keeps her eyes on yours, internally fighting herself from looking at your lips again, afraid she’ll give in to you if she does.

You swallow nervously, “Addie..”

“What?” Addison’s eyes continuously dart between your eyes and your plump lips.

“Stop playing,” Your eyes look hurt. “You know how I feel for you.”

Addison runs her thumb over your bottom lip, “And I feel the same for you. I’ve just been trying to deny it because you are an intern, and I’m an attending.. but there’s no more denying it. I want you, too.”

A small smile tugs at your lips, “Really?”

“Really,” Addison confirms and leans in to place a small kiss on your lips. “I don’t care about age or anything like that anymore. I only care about you.”

You look down, a blush taking over.

“You’re adorable,” Addison places another small kiss on your cheek and leans back. “Now, let me take you to get some food.”

“Okay,” You bounce on your toes as you slide off the stool, Addison’s arm making its way round your waist.

#greys anatomy imagine #greys anatomy x reader #greys abc #greys anatomy #addie is cutesie #addison montgomery x y/n #addison montgomery x you #addison montgomery x reader #addison montgomery imagine #addison montgomery

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5 times Maya Bishop tries to confess she's in love with you, and the one time she actually does please?

mayaaaaa my love

the only one

“Hey,” Maya smiles at you sweetly. “What are you doing right now?”

The two of you were the only ones in the station right now because everyone had been called onto a call, so you were doing your chores while Maya was on desk duty.

“Just finished cleaning the table,” You look towards the dining room table, as you slowly move towards the kitchen to clean the counters off. “I’m about to start on the kitchen. What do you need?”

“Do you want to play on the pole?” Maya lifts her brows excitedly. “Come on, It’ll be fun.”

“I’m—“

“Come on!” Maya leans towards you with pleading eyes.

You sigh, giving in to her eyes. “Fine. Only for a few minutes.”

You place the sponge on the kitchen island, and then your hand is in Maya’s. You’re being pulled down the hall until you’re on the overlook above the barn, standing on the platform above the pole.

“Ready?” Maya places her hands on the pole and looks back at you before jumping.

“You know if Andy sees us, she’s gonna kill us!” You yell down to the ground. “And you know I’m afraid of heights.”

“Then why are you a firefighter?” Maya places her hands on her hips, looking up at you from the ground.

“I don’t know,” You shrug.

“I’ll catch you if you fall, I promise,” Maya moves a little closer to the pole. “Come on, you’ve done this before.”

“Okay. Here I come.”

You slide down the pole, thankful you’re wearing pants, but you’d definitely have a burn on your thighs after that.

When you land, Maya has her hands on your hips to stabilize you.

“See? I got you,” Maya skims your face.

“Yes you do,” You laugh.

“Hey. Can I tell you something?”

“Sure!” You nod, opening your mouth to

speak again, you’re cut off by the sound of a horn.

The two of you look out the garage door and see the firetrucks pulling into the garage.

“We’ll talk later. Andy said that they were stopping at the kitchen after, so I better go finish cleaning the counters.”

“Okay. Yeah,” Maya nods disappointedly.

You went out with the team after a particularly hard shift. Most of your calls were surrounded by children, and everyone knew it hurt you on a personal level.

The group and you had a specific table they always went to, because it would fit all of you, so that’s where they went tonight as well.

As you’re getting settled in, everyone decides what they want to drink (mostly beers) and so Maya offers to get the first round.

“Y/n, wanna help me carry them back?” She asks as she removes her coat.

“Sure,” You clear your throat, standing to walk over to her.

Maya places a hand on the small of your back, and you’d be lying if you said it didn’t make you feel so much more better. If you asked her why she did it, she would’ve said there were too many men in the bar.

“You okay?” Maya frowns as she leads the two of you to the bar.

You shrug while Maya orders the beers.

“I’m okay. You know how I am about the kids. And.. the Crisis One calls don’t help me any.”

“I know,” Mayas face held a soft expression, and you loved her for it.

“I hate it on there,” You lean against the bar. “Andy must hate me, because it feels like I’m on Crisis One everyday.”

“You know that’s not true,” She tilts her head sadly. “But we can talk to her about taking you off the Crisis One schedule for a few weeks.”

“Thank you,” You chuckle slightly, leaning your forehead on her shoulder. “I really mean it. You’re the sweetest.”

“Of course,” She smiles. “Hey, could we maybe talk about something?”

“Yeah,” You lift your head. “We can talk soon though, because our beers are here, and it might be better if we talk in a quieter setting.”

Maya nods, grabs a few beers, and walks back to the table with you.

You pull your shirt over your head, in no big rush to get back to your apartment and your lone dog.

Most nights it was lonely, and no one offered to go out anywhere, so you were in no hurry to get home. You’d probably get dinner or something on the way home, then pass out on the couch.

“Where are you going after this?” Maya asked, her back turned to you as she removed her shirt.

“Home,” You laugh, removing your pants. “Back to the dog and my lonely apartment.”

“Wanna grab a bite to eat?” Maya turns her head, trying her best to keep her eyes on the side of your face and not your legs.

“Yes!” You turn excitedly, seeing Maya was already staring at you. “I’m sorry.. it’s just that I was really hoping someone would say that because I do not want to go home right now.”

“Perfect,” Maya lifts her chin. “There’s a small cafe I’ve been wanting to try. It’s halfway between our apartments, so it won’t cause us any grief.”

“Good,” You nod, now trying to finish changing faster than before. “I really just want a good cup of coffee and some greasy food.”

Maya zips her jeans, “Mm yes. A burger and fries sounds so good right now.”

You turn to face to Maya, now fully changed. “Tell me about it.”

Maya laughs humorously, “I love you.”

“I love you too,” You grab your bag, moving to exit the room. “I’ll wait for you out here.”

Maya presses her lips together, her mood suddenly changing.

“Not the way I love you,” Maya says under her breath, slamming her locker door closed.

“I am so hungry,” You groan as you rush into the kitchen.

“Oh?” Victoria lifts her brows. “What are you hungry for? I can get Travis in here to make us something.”

“I kind of want..” Maya trails off, catching your gaze from across the room.

“Spaghetti,” You and Maya say at the same time.

“Oo yes,” Victoria claps her hands together. “I will tell him right away. Because if I try to make it, we might be putting a fire out here.”

You chuckle, “Oh yeah, same.”

“Be right back,” Victoria runs down the hall excitedly.

“You know how to clear a room,” Maya jokes from the table.

You roll your eyes, coming to sit across from Maya.

“I haven’t seen you all day,” You rest your arms on the wood table.

“Well, you are on Aid Car today,” Maya says.

“Yeah..” You nod. “But at least it’s with someone I like.”

“Yeah. What’s not to like about Jack?”

“A lot,” You joke. “No I’m just kidding. He’s been a perfect gentleman.”

“That’s good,” Maya lets out a breathy laugh. “Hey so.. there’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you.”

“I’m all ears,” You lean forward.

“I have—“

“Here we come!” Victoria yells, dragging Travis behind her.

“Hold on,” Travis gasps, leaning over in hopes that he can get some air into his lungs. “Why am I here? Victoria was talking too fast.”

“You need to make us spaghetti,” Maya explains.

You look towards her and see her upset face, and make a note to ask her about it later.

Somehow you got roped into helping with another training seminar. Every time either Andy or Victoria somehow got you signed up to help for the class.

This time it was a self defense class, which you had to admit wasn’t the worst of them, but you still didn’t like going to them, let alone teaching them.

You were praying you had someone who knew what they were doing to help teach with you, and apparently someone was on your side today, because Maya was preparing for the class when you got there.

“I must be late,” Your eyebrows drew together awkwardly.

“It’s okay. We were just starting,” Maya shrugs. “I’m Maya Bishop, and this is Y/n L/n. We’re going to teach you some basic self defense today.”

You nod along with everything Maya says, and suddenly you’re being flipped to the ground.

“Oo,” You groan in pain, ignoring the giggles from the teenagers.

“You should be paying attention,” Maya narrows her eyes down at you, offering a hand for you to take so you can lift yourself.

“I know. I didn’t get much sleep last night.”

“Let’s get them set up on an exercise and we can talk. Okay?”

“Sounds good,” You dust your butt off.

You and Maya instruct them on what to do, and she pulls you off to the side so the two of you can talk.

“What’s been bothering you?” She takes a sip of water from the bottle she has sitting off on the table.

“I don’t know,” You lie.

But you did know. You’ve had oncoming feelings for Maya, and they were there now, more than ever. You wanted to tell her, but you were terrified she wouldn’t reciprocate them.

“The dog’s kind of sick,” You look to the ground. “She’s been throwing up.”

That part wasn’t a lie.

“Maybe you should take her to the vet.”

“Yeah, I’m going to tomorrow. It’s my day off,” You bite the inside of your cheek, debating on whether to invite her or not since she was off as well.

“I’m off tomorrow too,” Maya puts her bottle down on the table. “I’ll come too. She’s a big dog. You’ll need help.”

“Thank you!” You smiled wide. “That would be very helpful.”

“Of course. I love you and Missy.”

You tilt your head, and look away, wishing she really meant it.

Maya’s heart was beating out of her chest. It felt like she was going to have a heart attack, and she may as well be. The heartbreak would be all the same to her.

She has to stand back as Andy and Travis work to get you stabilized.

You were working to get some civilians out of their apartment as the ceiling fell down on you. The people managed to get out, but you hadn’t.

Maya ran in to save you, but after she did so, Andy made her stand back. She was a conflict of interest.

Victoria places a gentle hand on Maya’s shoulder as she paces, and Maya throws herself into Victoria’s hold.

No one has ever seen Maya in such a state. Everyone knew of her crush on you, and they were half excited that she was finally going to admit, but they were terrified that you wouldn’t pull through and that all of this happened.

Victoria holds Maya as you slowly wake.

“Ow,” You croak, and Maya is out of Victoria’s hold in a heartbeat. Everyone around you laugh at your reaction.

Maya dives to the ground, pulling you up into her arms, wrapping you in a bone crushing hug.

“Maya—“

“Don’t ever do that again,” Maya berates. “I was so scared.”

“I’m sorry—“

“No. I love you,” Maya lowers you so she could see your face. “And not like a friend, because that’s what you seem to think when I say those three words. I mean more than a friend, Y/n. Ever since your first day here. Even though I acted like I hated you. I really just wanted you to go out with me.”

“Maya.. I didn’t know.”

“I know,” Maya nods. “And I know that I just ruined one of my best friendships ever, but.. it’s worth it if you know. I’d rather you know, and hate me, than you not know.”

“Maya. Shut up,” You shake your head. “And here I thought I was the only one.”

“What—“

Maya is cut off as you press your lips to hers.

Everyone around you claps, and whoops, and you couldn’t care less about your pain, because you finally got what you wanted.

#station 19 x reader #station 19 #station 19 imagine #maya bishop #maya bishop x reader #maya bishop x you #maya bishop x y/n #maya bishop imagine #wlw post #send asks

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Lucy chen x reader.

Lucy and reader are on an undercover case, and something goes horribly wrong, which leaves reader in terrible condition. Reader ends up in a coma, and Lucy barely leaves her side. (Reader is Angela's sister. Lucy and reader are already in a relationship.)

i don’t really like this one but.. here it is

i love you

Everything flashed before your eyes. One second you were trying to have a conversation with a suspect in a bar, and the next there was a gun pointed at you.

Lucy was in the bathroom for only a second, and when she came out you were being held at gunpoint along with mostly everyone else in the bar.

Lucy tried her best to deescalate the situation, but she’d only seemed to make it worse.

So here she was, sitting beside your bed, blaming herself for everything that happened as she held onto your hand. She tried her best not to break into tears everytime she looked at you or everytime one of your guys’ coworkers came in to see how everything was going.

Angela had come in and out as well, and she had to force Lucy to leave your side so she could go eat a few times.

She wasn’t happy about it, but she did it.

Lucy lays her head down on her hands, which are wrapped around your cold and frail one. Her leg shakes beneath her in anticipation of a new update on how you are.

“Luce..” Angela’s brows are furrowed in worry as she waits for Lucy to lift her head.

Lucy shakes her head, her messy bun moving along with her movements. She eventually lifts her head, her eyes still as puffy as they were when everything happened almost forty-eight hours ago.

“I don’t know how this happened..” Lucy’s lips quiver, her voice breaking.

“You need to go home. Eat, shower, sleep,” Your sister’s eyes are filled with sadness. For you, and for Lucy. She hates to see someone so important to you sad, let alone see her blaming herself for everything.

“I can’t,” Lucy shakes her head sadly. “I can’t leave her. I promised..”

Angela clenches her jaw, trying to not cry herself.

“I promised I would never let something like this happen to her,” Lucy lifts a hand to her face so she could wipe her overflowing eyes.

“She would understand,” Angela promises. “She knows we can’t promise such a thing in our line of work.”

“This is all my fault,” Lucy cries into her hand.

Angela stands and moves to be by Lucy’s side, because if there was one thing the two of them needed, it was each other in a moment like this one.

“Lucy..” Angela places a calming hand on her shoulder and Lucy launches herself into Angela’s arms.

The two of them stand there, rocking back and forth, and for the first time since everything has happened, Angela lets out a few tears.

“I’m terrified,” Lucy shutters. “What if she doesn’t wake up?”

“I know. I know,” Angela places a hand on the back of Lucy’s head. “I’m scared too.”

Lucy steps back after giving her a hug, and she wipes her tears away. She bites her lip nervously, moving her arms to wrap around herself, scared to look at you again - terrified she’ll start crying again and she won’t be able to stop.

“What are you thinking?” Angela crosses her arms over her chest.

“I love her,” Lucy shakes her head. “I’m in love with her.”

“I know,” Angela’s frown deepens on her face, her nostrils flare in hopes that she won’t start crying again.

“I haven’t even told her I love her yet..”

“You haven’t?” Angela all but yells. “I’m sorry, it’s just.. Y/n talks about how much she loves you all the time I just kind of figured the two of you have said the L word.”

“No,” Lucy shook her head again, tears forming in her eyes. “I almost said it the other night when we were undercover. And I should have.”

Lucy sits back in the seat, her hands finding their way back to wrap around yours. She lifts your hand to her lips so she can give your hand a soft kiss - something she had come to do since you started dating.

“I love you. So, so much,” Lucy sighs to herself. “I need to shower now, though. I’ll be back, I swear.”

“Thank you,” Angela nods, giving Lucy another small hug. “I’ll call you if there’s any changes.”

Lucy’s heart dropped when she got out of the shower. She’d missed numerous calls from Angela, and she didn’t even attempt to brush or dry her hair on the way out the door.

She probably violated too many traffic laws on her way back to the hospital, but she didn’t care. If something happened to you, and she wasn’t there, she would never forgive herself. Nurses yelled at her as she ran down the hallway in the hospital, but she didn’t care. All she cared about was you and what had happened.

“Angela what—“ Lucy’s eyes make their way to you. Her heart is almost beating out of her chest when she sees that you’re awake. “Oh my God.”

You hold your hand out for her to take when she sits by your side.

“What happened?” Lucy is looking at Angela. “Am I going crazy? Is this a dream? I was gone for an hour.”

“What?” You laugh hoarsely. “I’m awake. I thought you’d be happy about that.”

“I am!” Lucy nods excitedly. “I am very excited. I’m just confused. You were in a coma when I left, and now you’re awake. More than awake. You’re energetic.”

You smile, “I woke up a few minutes after you left.”

“We tried calling you,” Angela says.

“I know,” Lucy squeezes your hand. “I saw you called and I rushed here. I didn’t have time to call back. I assumed the worst.”

“Ang.. would you?” You jerk your head towards the door, asking for a little privacy between you and your girlfriend.

“Yeah, I’ll go down to the cafeteria. Have Lucy call me when you’re done,” Angela leans down and gives your head a kiss, and for once, you lean into it.

You give Angela a tight lipped smile as she leaves and gives the two of you some space.

“Is everything okay?” Lucy’s small smile turns into a frown.

“More than okay,” You nod. “Lucy.. I don’t want you to blame yourself for what happened.”

Lucy’s body relaxes slightly, and she slouches a little in her chair. “I know.. it’s just.. it feels like it should be my fault. I promise to protect you everyday and I failed. You didn’t even want to go on that operation, but I pressured you into it. I’m so sorry, and I love you and I don’t want you to ever be in this situation again. This was the worst forty-eight hours of my life. I don’t even think I’ve slept for a solid eight hours in a few days.”

“Lucy, baby, it’s okay,” You lift her hand to your lips like she had earlier. “I don’t blame you. And.. I love you too.”

Lucy’s eyes widen at your words, as she didn’t even realize she let herself slip.

“You need sleep,” You tilt your head sadly. “You look exhausted, my love. And you didn’t pressure me, I promise. If I really didn’t want to go, I would have said no.”

Lucy nods, “Okay. I believe you.”

“Now, get up here so you can get some rest too,” You demand, patting a spot on the side of your bed.

Lucy hesitates to slide in, but you pull her into the bed.

“I love you,” Lucy says.

“I love you too.”

Let’s just say the two of you forget to message Angela to come back. And when she does, she takes a photo to send to the LAPD groupchat.

#the rookie #the rookie x reader #the rookie imagine #wlw post #angela lopez #lucy chen #lucy chen x reader #lucy chen ask #lucy chen x you #lucy chen x y/n #lucy chen imagine

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augustvandyne · 1 month

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Addison Montgomery is like so hot 😞‼️

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augustvandyne · 1 month

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not a request necessarily i just love talking about addison

imagine if youre really unwell during a shift and addison finds out and goes to see you. when she gets there her heart aches. you’re her best fellow and also…

smaller little imagine

i’m here

Addison hadn’t seen you for a few hours. Ever since your surgery a while ago, she hasn’t seen you roaming the halls. She imagined you were just tired, as the two of you didn’t get much sleep last night after another surgery, which took all night.

And truth be told, after any surgery you usually crash for an hour or two - even just after a routine procedure. But she was getting worried now because it’s nearing five hours and you still haven’t reappeared.

Not to mention you missed breakfast with her, and from the people she’s spoken with, you haven’t left the on-call room you entered earlier.

Izzie offered to show her to the on-call room she spotted you entering earlier today. She stops in front of the door, “She should be in there.”

“Thank you, Dr. Stevens. I owe you,” Addison presses her lips together in a tight and anxious smile.

“It’s no problem, really,” Izzie nods vigorously. “I am just as worried about her as you are.”

Addison takes a deep breath and tries to reassure herself that nothing is wrong with you, but is unable to calm her nerves. The only person who is able to do that these days is you.

She furrows her eyes and prays you’re just sleeping as she opens the door with a creak. On the other side of the door is you laying in a fetal position on the bed. She tilts her head trying to figure out what’s wrong with you, and it comes to her when you let out a strangled cough.

Addison moves to sit on the end of the bed, her gentle hand coming to soothingly rub your shoulder.

“Mm,” You roll over towards her, your face coming to smoosh itself into her side. “I’m tired, Addie.”

“I see,” Addison nodded and ran her hand through your hair. It was damp with sweat and her suspicions came true when she turned her hand over to put on your forehead. “I think you’re sick, darling.”

“No,” You shake your head. “I can’t be. We have surgeries to get to. What time is it?”

“Uh..” Addison looks at her phone, seeing it’s about ten in the morning. “Five hours?”

“What?!” You try to sit up, but you begin to get dizzy so you have to lay back down.

“It’s okay, I promise,” Addison’s hands make their way back to your scalp.

“Just give me a few minutes,” One of your hands makes it to Addison’s thigh, and her other hand comes down to hold yours.

“No, you need to rest,” She squeezes your hand reassuringly.

You groan.

“Why didn’t you tell me you weren’t feeling good?” Addison frowns down at you. “I would have let you sit a surgery out.”

“Because I felt much better earlier,” You promised. “My throat was a little sore, but now I feel like death. I don’t know if I can stand without passing out.”

“Well it’s a great thing you’re surrounded by doctors, now, isn’t it?” Addison moves a piece of your hair and tucks it behind your ear. “How about you just rest for a few more hours and we’ll reevaluate after.”

Addison moves to get up, but you attempt to pull her back, and she looks at you with her eyebrows raised.

“Please stay,” You cry softly. “Your skin is cold and I’m hot.”

“Okay,” Addison gives in, sliding under the covers beside you. “I’ll cancel my surgeries for the next few hours, okay? We’ll push them back.”

You lay your head on Addison’s chest so you can feel her heart beating - there’s a weird comfort to it - and her arms wrap around your shoulders to hold you against her.

“Wait we have that big surgery later—“ You try to sit up again, but Addison pulls you back to her chest.

“I don’t care,” Addison says. “If you need me here, I’m here.”

“Okay,” Your hand finds a sliver of skin that is exposed from her scrub top lifting, and it rests there.

Addison swallows nervously, trying to ignore how good your hand feels on hers as she pulls her phone out to text Callie to let her know to cancel all her surgeries.

Because her heart ached for you, and if you wanted or needed her, she would be there in a heartbeat.

#greys anatomy imagine #greys abc #greys anatomy #greys anatomy x reader #addison montgomery x y/n #addie is cutesie #addison montgomery x reader #addison montgomery imagine #addison montgomery x you #addison montgomery #wlw post

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augustvandyne · 1 month

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hiii could you please do a john nolan fluff where he comes home from work and sees reader taking a bath so he joins her

May I join you?

John Nolan x reader

Warnings/Tags: pure fluff, slight suggestiveness

Word count: 609

Authors note: Hello love, thanks for the request! I hope its okay the way I wrote it... Also, I'm never sure if its snort or huff, because snort somehow sounds like grunzen in German, which basically means to grunt (like a pig). Yeah, I have problems... Enjoy!

"I'm home!"

You had just sunken into the bathtub, bubbles and fragrances surrounding you like a warm blanket, when you heard John.

"Y/N?" he called out for you, his keys clinking as he sat them down on the dresser beside the door.

"I'm here!" you called back, leaning back in the tub, sighing in satisfaction. Your body ached from work, the warm water and smell of candles being a welcome distraction.

You heard his steps as he got closer, following your voice.

"Uuh..." he made excitedly, as he saw you sitting in the bathtub, covered in bubbles. "May I join you?"

You chuckled, smiling up at him as he crouched down to give you a kiss. "Hi." you greeted him, still smiling as his lips left yours. "Only if you get us some champagne first."

He cocked a brow, tilting his head at your request. "Are we celebrating something?" he wanted to know, snorting as he sent you a smile.

Shaking your head you bit your lip. "No, but I'm still in the mood for some champagne." He chuckled, before he left the bathroom, getting a bottle of champagne.

When he returned, your eyes were closed, relishing in the way how your sore muscles slowly relaxed. He filled two glasses with the champagne, before he stripped down, causing your eyes to open again.

You watched him, before he handed you the champagne flutes to get inside the tub.

You made room for him, letting him sit down behind you so you could cuddle. Once he was seated, you handed him one of the champagne flutes, clinking yours against his.

He sighed, after sipping some of the sweet beverage, leaning his back against the small pillow at the end of the tub. "So good..." he mumbled, as the hot water relaxed his sore body.

You chuckled, leaning your back against his chest, sipping the champagne. His free arm wrapped around you, tugging you closer as his lips kissed your shoulder.

"I missed you." he said, his lips kissing up to your cheek. "Shift was so stressful, Tim was even grumpier than usual, and Celina almost got arrested for killing someone."

Your eyes widened, as he sighed. His rookie was only at the LAPD for barely a month and she already seemed to give him a hard time.

"Well, forget about work for a minute and just enjoy a hot bath with me." you told him, sighing as his breath ghosted over your skin, being an almost harsh contrast to the warm water.

"Hot you say?" he asked, smiling against your skin. Rolling your eyes, you chuckled, the water rippling at the movement. "Define hot." you gave back, grinning.

He contemplated, setting his champagne flute aside to wrap his other arm around you as well.

"Hot, meaning that we'll stay a little longer in the tub or we don't dress after getting out." he explained, one of his hands brushing over your nipple and you bit your lip, shivers running down your spine.

"Is that the only reason you joined me?"

He laughed, kissing your cheek. "No, I just thought a hot bath would be the right thing to relax my muscles." he returned. "I didn't think being a TO would be this stressful."

Shaking your head in amusement, your hand brushed his. You knew he loved his position as TO, having used his golden ticket to make his dream come true.

"Well, then you'll be glad to know that I know just how to relax those muscles even further." you mused, smiling at him over your shoulder. He smiled back, an excited glint in his eyes.

"After we finished bathing."

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Lucy Chen x reader.

Reader is a firefighter. She works with Bailey and is Tamara's cousin. Tamara introduces her cousin to Lucy, and reader thanks her for taking Tamara in (she would have but cant(?) ) and Lucy developes a huge crush on her.

flowers and cheesecake

“I just want everything to be perfect,” Lucy says, running around the kitchen like a crazy person.

“Lucy..” Tamara huffs. “It’s going to be okay. She’s going to be more focused on the idea of me being in a loving household than how good your food tastes or how clean the living room is.”

“Still,” Lucy shakes her head, walking with a spoon over to Tamara for her to taste the soup, a hand cupped under the appliance in case any drops make its way out. “Taste this.”

“I’m telling you..” Tamara’s eyes shoot up after tasting the soup. “Mm. That is really good!”

“Okay,” Lucy speeds back over to the pot excitedly.

“What can I do to help?” Tamara folds, because if she’s being honest, she wants this to go well just as much as Lucy does.

“Um..” Lucy’s stands on her heel, pressing her lips together. “Could you maybe just clean up the living room?”

“You already cleaned that. I don’t think there’s anything I can do to fix that—“

Two knocks are heard on the door, and two of them freeze slightly. Tamara just saw you a few days ago, but the idea of you meeting her mother figure is very important to her.

“I’ll get it,” Tamara nods anxiously and makes her way to the door to open it.

You stand there, feeling just as anxious as Tamara was, but you didn’t let it show. You brought a cheesecake from a nearby bakery, as well as some flowers - for Lucy.

“Y/n,” Tamara let out an anxious breath. “Come in.”

“I know you told me not to bring anything, but it didn’t feel right not to, so I brought a cheesecake,” You shrugged as if it was no big deal. Turning towards Lucy, you hand her the flowers, your fingers slightly brushing. “And these are for you.”

“Me?” Lucy blushes. “Tha— thank you. I’ll just— let me go find a vase for these.”

Lucy disappears into her room and Tamara moves to take the soup off the stove before Lucy forgets.

“She might stutter like that all night,” Tamara turns towards you, putting on hand on her hip. “I didn’t tell her you were “pretty or whatever,” her exact words. So she might have something to say later.”

You chuckle along with your cousin, taking your bag off your shoulder and hanging it off a stool by the bar. Pulling out the same stool, you take a seat.

“To be fair, you didn’t tell me she was “pretty or whatever,” either,” You lift your brows. “Because she definitely is gorgeous.”

“Well,” Tamara stands confidently. “I wasn’t thinking about any of that when I invited you over for dinner. I was thinking about my only blood family meeting my newfound family.”

“I’m only messing with you,” You smile.

Lucy comes back with a glass vase in her hand, and moves towards the sink to fill it up part of the way. She turns towards the island bar to put the flowers in their new home.

“So.. what do you do?” Lucy asks, leaning onto the kitchen island on her palms. “For work.”

“I’m a firefighter,” You say. “I actually work with Bailey. You might know her. She’s dating John Nolan? I know he’s a cop.”

“Oh, Bailey? I love Bailey!” Lucy stands back up excitedly.

“Me too!” You nod.

“Okay..” Tamara looks between the two of you. “How about we eat?”

“Yes,” Lucy points at Tamara. “Oh.. wait.. we normally eat in the living room. Is that okay? Or— or we could eat here at the island.”

“No,” You shake your head, furrowing your brows slightly. “We can do whatever you would normally do. I’m not here to judge you or critique you. Just to get to know you.”

“Okay,” Lucy lets out a relieved breath, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear. “That’s really good to hear.”

Tamara grabs a few bowls, enough for the three of you, and Lucy pours you each a small portion of the food.

The three of you move into the living room - you and Tamara sit on the couch while Lucy sits on the floor, the coffee table separating you - and enjoy your dinner.

You chat about random things, and after dessert you offer to help Lucy with the dishes.

Lucy turns her head to see Tamara scrolling on her phone, the TV up loud enough that if Lucy were to talk Tamara wouldn’t really be able to eavesdrop.

As Lucy turns her head towards you, you say, “Thank you for taking her in.”

“Oh,” Lucy smiles nervously, being caught off guard. “It’s no problem, really. I cared about Tamara the second I met her, and I still do.”

“I just really care about her,” You tighten your lips together, trying not to cry in front of the gorgeous woman you’ve just met. “I would’ve taken her in myself, but I really wasn’t in a good place then.”

“How come?” Lucy frowns.

“Well I’d just moved back down here after finding out about Tamara’s parents,” You slowly wash the bowl you’re holding. “And I wasn’t exactly set up or anywhere near ready to take her in.. I was still setting a lease on my apartment, and training with the new firefighters here. And by the time I was ready, she had already found you, which I am so grateful for. So, thank you.”

Lucy caught you off guard when she pulled you in for a hug, not even caring about your soapy and dripping wet hands.

“I’m sorry,” You wipe a small tear off your face using your lower arm.

“It’s okay,” Lucy promises, her hands resting on your shoulders after pulling away. “I’ve seen much worse.”

“Okay,” You let out a teary laugh, looking at Lucy’s smile - which you couldn’t help but admire.

After dishes were finished, you guys hung out for a little bit until it was time for you go.

“Thank you for having me,” You smile as you grab your bag from the stool, Tamara and Lucy following you to the door. “Keep the cheesecake, because I definitely won’t eat all of it. But I know Tamara will.”

“Oh wow,” Tamara lifts her eyebrows humorously, a huge smile playing on her lips. “Is that how it is?”

“You know I’m only kidding,” You jerk your chin upwards. “I’ll see you soon alright?”

Tamara pulls you in for hug, even though she’s not much of one for physical touch.

“Definitely,” Tamara pulls away. “All three of us soon again, too?”

“Of course,” Lucy nods, looking towards you. “I had fun.”

You get lost in her brown eyes, losing yourself for a second. “Um.. yeah, me too.”

Tamara, oblivious, says, “Maybe we could get breakfast one of these Saturdays. I’ll have to drag you both out of bed, but it’ll be so worth it.”

“Not a morning person either?” You question Lucy, a smile tugging at a corner of your lip. “My kind of woman.”

Lucy’s cheeks flame as you open the door and leave, leaving Tamara and Lucy in the doorway.

“I really like her,” Lucy nods to herself.

“Yeah?” Tamara smiles happily, so glad that the two of you hit it off.

“I think I have a crush on her,” Lucy says blissfully. “Well, I have an early morning tomorrow. See you.”

“What?” Tamara snaps herself out of her trance on the door. “Wait— Lucy, what did you say?!”

#the rookie #the rookie x reader #the rookie imagine #lucy chen #lucy chen x reader #lucy chen imagine #lucy chen x you #lucy chen x y/n #tamara collins #tamara collins x reader

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