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natashatrace · 16 days
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DOMINIC RAINS as DR. CROCKETT MARCEL Chicago Med 9x01
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bullet-prooflove · 3 months
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hey so I took a look at the prompt lists and I was wondering if you could do ‘Jacket 'round my shoulders is yours’ with Crockett?
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There’s a chill in the air tonight, Crockett can feel it as the two of you step out of the theatre after watching the evening performance of Six. His palm comes to rest upon your lower back, guiding you down the stairs and he feels the goosepimples blossom under his fingertips.
He strips out of his suit jacket, draping it around your shoulders. It’s still warm from the heat of his body, the scent of his aftershave clings to the fabric. His hands squeeze your shoulders lightly as the left side of his mouth quirks up into a smile.
You look beautiful tonight. It’s not just the hair or the dress, it’s the expression on your face, the way your features glow with such radiance. He knows joy when he sees it, it’s rare in this day in age but it’s the exact same sensation he feels every time he’s with you.
He can’t help but kiss you in that moment.
It’s nothing more than a gentle, soft sweep of the lips but it’s better than he ever could have hoped because in that moment he realises that he’s in love with you and when he looks into your eyes he knows that you’re in love with him too.
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blondie20000 · 9 months
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Best Course of Treatment - Crockett Marcel × Reader
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"You okay Y/N?"
You look up and smile at your husband.
"I'm good."
Crockett hangs his coat up and frowns at you.
"Positive?"
You nod.
"Yeb."
He sits down next to you on the couch.
"Y/N." He raises an eyebrow. "I'm a doctor I know when an patient is not being honest with me."
"I'm not a patient."
"But you are my wife and we have known each other for a very long time now. That smile...That's not the smile I love. This smile is hiding something." He rests his hand on your knee and looks at you with concern. "I'm gonna ask again are you okay?"
You blew out a heavy sigh.
"It's nothing." You answered. The other eyebrow shoots up. You shake your head. "I swear it's nothing it's not even that bad." You look down at your feet. "My feet are sore I blame the new heels." You smile a little. "New shoes are always a bitch."
He looks at your feet and notices the redness around your toes.
"Well you poor thing." He gives you a smug smile. "Good job I'm a doctor."
"Which you told me many times."
"And I can make this all better for you." He leans forward and gives you a peck on the lips. "Wait here I'll be right back."
Few moments later Crockett comes back with a jar of foot cream.
"Here." He props the pillow against the couch. "Lay down."
You lie down. Crockett takes one of your feet and brings it on to his lap. He opens the jar and scoops some cream out on to his hand.
"Babe." You shake your head. "You had a long shift you should be resting."
"And let you suffer?" He grins. "Never. Now relax and let me take care of you."
Those words immediately filled you with warmth. You couldn't help the smile that spread across your face.
"Okay. Ready?" He asked.
You nod.
Crockett then starts to rub the cream into your foot.
"Oh God." You immediately moan as he starts to massage your foot.
"That good?"
"Very." You answered with another moan.
Once the cream is soaked into the skin Crockett curls his hand into a fist and presses down into the sole of your foot.
A curse slips from your mouth. Crockett's lips tug upwards as he continued kneading you.
His other hand grasps your toes and he gently rotates them. He turns your toes side to side.
"So good." You mumbled.
His hand cups around your foot and he gives your feet a squeeze.
"This all helps to relieve stress, tension." Crockett nodded. "It also improves blood flow and quality of sleep it even improves lower back pain and decreases your chances in getting arthritis."
You roll your eyes at him.
"Thanks really wanted to know that."
"No problem." He grins at you. "Just keeping you informed that's my job after all."
You again roll your eyes. He chuckles and returns his attention back to your foot. You close your eyes and continue to enjoy the massage.
Then you feel his hand slowly trailing up your skirt. You suddenly tense up as his fingers hook on to the hem of your panties.
"So much tension here." He shakes his head. "We have to do something about that. I know the best course of treatment." He looks up at you and smirks. "Do I get your consent Y/N?"
You look into his dark eyes and smirk back at him.
"Yes Dr Marcel you have my consent."
His grin widens.
"Excellent."
Within a second Crockett pulls your panties down and tosses them on the ground. He then teases your entrance. He circles your vagina and enjoys the frustrated sigh that comes from you.
"Crockett."
Just then you gasp.
He sticks his finger inside you.
He starts to thrust you. It started of slow at first but eventually he started to pick up the pace.
Then he sticks another finger inside you. He pushes all the way in causing you to cry out. You moan his name. You curse out loud as he hits the sensitive spots. You grit your teeth as his fingers move up, down and around you.
"Fuck!" You groaned.
Your hands grab the nearest pillow. You put the pillow over your face in order to muffle the sounds that came from you. Crockett quickly pulls out and goes back inside you again. That caused another cry from you. It came out muffled due to the pillow being over your face.
Crockett lays a hand on your trembling thigh and sighs.
"My patients are less squeamish than you."
He sounded disappointed. You remove the pillow and see the amusement in his eyes and the cheeky grin that formed on his lips.
"Admit it." He raises an eyebrow. "I'm good with my hands."
That made you groan.
But he is right. You thought with a sigh.
Crockett Marcel is good with his hands.
"You are a surgeon." You replied. "It would be weird if you are not good with your hands."
"Fair point."
As he leans forward his finger pushes inside of you again. You immediately go to cover your face but Crockett takes the pillow of you and shakes his head.
"I want to hear you. I want to hear those beautiful sounds from you." You bite your lip wanting to challenge him. He grasps your lips with his and tugs your lips away from your teeth. "I also want to see that smile."
Your lips tug upwards. He grins which makes your smile grow wider.
"That's the one." He kisses you. You respond and kiss him back. His tongue pushes inside and rolls along with yours. Your hands go to his back and you deepen the kiss.
"Y/N." He moaned into the kiss.
Hearing the way he said your name immediately made you push your body on to him. He growls and shoves another finger inside you.
His fingers start to pick up the pace again. He fucks you while he kisses you passionately. Your nails dig into his back. His other hand tugs at your hair. He pulls hard which causes you to gasp. He hungrily kisses you all over. He latches on to your ear lope and nibbles at it. He sends a trail of kisses down your collarbone towards your chest. He shoves his hand down your bra and cups your breast into his hand. He then squeezes your breast.
"CROCKETT GOD...GOD!"
Your scream causes him to increase his grip on you. He is going faster now. It is more intense, more rough and you are enjoying every moment of it. You loved how you are able to bring this animalistic side out of him.
You smirked at the thought.
Well that's one thing I am good at.
Suddenly you can feel the fire forming at the bottom of your belly. You are reaching your climax you are close.
"Croc...Crockett!" You panted. "I...I need...need."
"Yes!" His mouth moves to your ear. "Do it! I want to taste you. I want to taste you so bad Y/N!"
You didn't hesitate. You cry out as the tremor went through your body. You then let it all out.
Once it was all out you drop your head back on to the pillows and sigh heavily.
Crockett loosens his grip on you. He goes back and sits on his knees. His fingers slide out of you. His fingers are wet and sticky.
He then brings his fingers to his mouth and sucks on them. He does it slowly. He gives you a devilish smile as he licks up every part of you.
"All good in that department." He said pretending to sound professional. "Nothing to be worried about."
You laugh but it came out as more of a squeak than a laugh.
He pulls you in towards his chest and wraps his arms around you. He then kisses your forehead and strokes your back. After a while you look up at him and ask.
"Are you going to do my other foot now?"
He laughs.
"You sure you can handle it?" He asked with a teasing smirk.
You nod.
"Absolutely." You wiggled your foot. "I'm all yours."
He grins.
"I like the sound of that."
He picks up the jar of cream.
"Ready?" He asked.
You grin and again nod.
"Ready."
The End
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windshield91 · 3 months
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If this was any other doctor than Ripley, Charles would have talked the sister in agreeing. He helped the others over the seasons with family members and even walked the line sometimes. But he's treating Ripley as a patient, not a coworker, watching,questioning, and analysing every move he makes. Like Ripley is his responsibility and he has authority over him.
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littlesugarwords · 10 months
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why is dr crockett so hot like it should be illegal
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crockettmarcel · 5 months
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@dochudson our husbands look so good here!
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kitweewoos · 1 month
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An Incomplete List of Questions I'd Like to Ask the Chicago Med Writers
Where's Ethan's parrot?
What happened to Kol?
How come we never saw Claire Rhodes again?
How did she handle Cornelius' death?
What's Robin up to?
Is Anna Charles okay? I miss her.
What's going on with Denise Lockwood?
How come there's no queer doctors in your hospital?
Why is Crockett Marcel so fruity if you're not going to make him bi or pan?
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fantarain · 2 months
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WHY IS THERE NO ONE WHO SHIPS CROCKETT AND CONNOR. I KNOW TJEY NEVER INTERACTED BUT I THINK THEY HAVE CHEMISTRY
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thebookreader12345 · 2 years
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Too Close
Pairing: Crockett Marcel x reader
Summary: A dangerous call for Firehouse 51 leaves Y/n severely injured, but when she insists her boyfriend Crockett be the one to operate, and Goodwin refuses, things take a turn for the worse
Requested: No
Warnings: slight swearing, mentions of severe injuries and surgery
Word Count: 1,420 Words
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“You’re gonna be okay, Y/n,” Kelly assured me as they loaded me onto the stretcher so that Violet and Sylvie could do their work.
“I fell out of a third story window, Kel,” I remind him. “So I don’t really think I’m gonna be okay. I need you to call Crockett for me. My phone is on my seat in Truck 81. He’s on speed dial. Just tell him what happened so he’s not surprised when I’m brought to the ED.”
“Y/n, you’ve got a nasty break on your left arm,” Violet informed me. “We’re gonna have to put it in a sling so that we can safely transport you to Med. I’m warning you now, it’s going to hurt like hell.”
“Just do it,” I mutter. With one movement, Violet lifted up my arm and placed it in the sling, causing a wave of pain to roll over me. I cried out in pain, closing my eyes as the tears welled up.
“Sorry,” Violet apologized. “I promise, as soon as we get you into the ambo, I’ll give you some pain meds. Besides the arm, what else hurts the most.”
“My chest and stomach. It feels like someone is stepping on me,” I breathe out as another shockwave of pain hit me.
“That’s not good, is it?” Joe questioned.
“No. Not good at all,” Sylvie responded. “There could be internal bleeding, which means we’ve got to get her to Med right away. Lets get her in the ambo.”
“You’ll be all right, kid,” Herrmann told me. “Just hang in there.”
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"Y/n!" Crockett shouted and ran over to my gurney as I was wheeled into the ED. "What the hell happened? I got a call from Severide saying you were hurt."
"I can't really talk. It hurts to breathe," I gasp out.
"Lets get her to a trauma room," Maggie advised and directed Sylvie and Violet to an open room.
"She was complaining of chest pain," Kelly revealed to Crockett. "Brett said that could mean internal bleeding. Is that right?"
"Yeah," Crockett confirmed as I was transferred to a bed. "But we can't be sure of anything until we run some tests. Y/n, darling, can you follow my finger for me?"
"I didn't hit my head. The way I fell, my air tank took most of the impact," I explain breathily. "Crockett, it's getting hard to breathe."
"All right. Lets get a chest x-ray!" Crockett called out. A man rolled the large device into my trauma room, and everyone took a step back. It only took a minute for the image to pop up on the screen, but when Crockett saw it, his brow creased. "You've got some nasty broken ribs. Looks like one of them punctured your lung. We're gonna need to repair that surgically."
"Crockett!" I exhale painfully, gasping for breath. "I c-can't.......my chest.......it hurts so bad."
"Y/n, we're gonna need to sedate you and put you on a ventilator so that we can get you up to surgery safely," Crockett disclosed.
"What? No! No surgery!" I insist. "Crockett, you know how I feel about hospitals."
"You need this, baby. I'm not gonna let you die," Crockett argued.
"Fine, but I have one condition. You have to be the one to operate," I instruct. "I only trust you."
"Goodwin won't allow that. You know she won't," Crockett spoke.
"Then convince her. Because I'm not getting that surgery unless you're the one to operate on me," I state.
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"Hey," Herrmann greeted me as I stepped into the lobby. It seemed that all of Firehouse 51 was there to see how Y/n was doing. "What's the word, doc? Is our girl gonna be okay?"
"She's gonna need surgery," I declare. "One of her broken ribs punctured a lung, and she's also got some internal bleeding we need to repair. The thing is, she's being stubborn and will only have the surgery if I'm the one to perform it."
"Well, yeah. Y/n's afraid of hospitals," Cruz brought up. "She always has been. And you're her boyfriend, so she only trusts you."
"The thing is, Crockett can't do the surgery. Goodwin won't let him," Kelly put forth.
"Have you talked to Goodwin?" Stella quizzed.
"Not yet, no," I answer.
"Then go talk to her. You said it yourself, she needs this surgery," Violet pointed out. "So do it."
"It's not that simple, but I'm sure as hell not giving up. I'm going to go talk to Goodwin now," I admit. "I don't know how I'm gonna do it, but I'm gonna convince her to let me to the surgery. I don't care if it costs me my job. I'm not having my girlfriend die."
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"Absolutely not. You know our policies here. We can't have you operating on someone you have a relationship with," Ms. Goodwin reminded me. "You're too close to this case."
"I know the rules. I'm just asking you to reconsider them just this once," I request.
"Dr. Marcel," Ms. Goodwin started, only for me to cut her off.
"With all due respect, Ms. Goodwin, every second we stand here arguing is a second that Y/n is getting worse. And I'm not gonna let my girlfriend die because of some stupid policies!" I exclaim. "So you can suspect me or revoke my privileges if you want. Hell, you can even fire me. But nothing is gonna stop me from saving Y/n's life."
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"Ugh," I groan groggily as I opened my eyes. "Why is it so bright in here?"
"Baby. Hey," Crockett breathed out as he entered the room, taking a seat in the chair next to my bed. "How are you feeling?"
"Pretty good. But that could be because you guys are pumping me full of painkillers," I note as Crockett's hand gravitated towards mine. "Did the surgery go well?"
"I would hope seeing as I was the one who did it," Crockett replied.
I smiled. "You convinced Goodwin to let you do it?"
"Not exactly. Lets just say I'm not exactly in Goodwin's good graces now," Crockett announced.
I frowned. "What? What do you mean?"
"She told me I couldn't do the surgery, but I wasn't gonna let you die, so I did it anyways. Her and the board are having a meeting right now to figure out what the next course of action should be," Crockett informed me.
"Crockett, if I knew you'd get in trouble, I wouldn't have insisted that you do the surgery," I confess.
"Hey. I don't regret a thing," Crockett claimed. "Seriously. You are my top priority. Not this hospital, and certainly not my job."
"Dr. Marcel," Ms. Goodwin summoned and entered my hospital. "May I have a word?"
"Whatever you have to say to me, you can say it in front of Y/n," Crockett said.
"Okay. I just got done meeting with the board. While what you did goes against our policies here at Med, you were doing what was asked of your patient. And while Y/n shouldn't have been under your care in the first place due to your relationship, the board agrees that you took the course of action you believed would save her life. And you did. So there will be no serious consequences for your actions," Ms. Goodwin revealed. "However, we will need to discuss some minor rules I will need you to follow for the next few weeks."
"Sure. Okay. Thank you, Sharon," Crockett exhaled.
"Don't thank me. Thank the board. As for you, Y/n, I'm glad you're feeling better. I hope you have a speedy recovery," Ms. Goodwin wished me before exiting the room.
"I love you. You know that, right?" I ask Crockett.
"I do," Crockett affirmed and leaned over to peck me on the lips. "And I love you too. Now, as much as I would love to hog you, all of 51 is still waiting in the lobby. They'd all like to see you if you're up for visitors."
"I'm probably a little high on painkillers right now, but who cares. After all, besides you, they are the only other people who have really seen me at my lowest, so seeing me loopy on meds is nothing. Send them in!" I chirp. "But once they're all gone, you're gonna go out and grab some takeout cause I am not eating any shitty hospital food."
Crockett laughed. "Of course. Only the best for you, darling. I'll get you whatever you want. Now, I'm gonna go grab them from the lobby. Sit tight and I'll be back shortly."
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nsfw alphabet [connor rhodes]
Chicago Med / One Chicago
Connor Rhodes x GN!Reader
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a - aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
after sex, Connor turns into a stage 5 clinger. once you’re finished you’re basically attached at the hip for the rest of the night. all he wants to do is make sure you feel okay and that you enjoyed it. he basically waits on you hand and foot.
b - body part (their favorite body part of theirs and of yours)
theirs - hands. his favorite part of his own body is definitely his hands. he’s a surgeon, he’s obviously good with his hands. he knows exactly how to touch you to get you going and he’s clearly proud of it.
yours - your arms. he loves when you wrap your arms around his waist, or wrap them around his neck when he’s on top of you.
c - cum (anything to do with cum basically… i’m a disgusting person)
Connor loves to pull out and cum on your stomach. he loves that he has an unobscured view of your entire body. he’s not much into cumming on your face, he feels it’s degrading and he is all about worshipping you.
d - dirty secret (self explanatory)
submission and exhibitionism. he’s thought about getting on his knees for you in an on-call room countless times. someone walking in on you with your hands in his hair, fucking his face. word getting around the hospital that the Connor Rhodes is such a good boy for you.
e - experience
Connor has been with his fair share of partners. Not too many, but he’s definitely learned how to be good in bed. All of them have been pretty vanilla, so you’re the first who has let him explore his kinkier side and he could not be more thrilled.
f - favorite position
missionary - he loves to see your face when he’s fucking you. being able to kiss you is pretty much his main requirement for whether or not he enjoys a position.
riding - he absolutely loves when you’re on top. he can keep his hands on your waist, and he is all about you being in control of him.
g - goofy (are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous)
he knows it’s impolite to talk with his mouth full, no matter what’s in it.
h - hair (are they well groomed? does the carpet match the drapes?)
he keeps it trimmed downstairs. not clean shaven but he definitely doesn’t have a bush. the carpet definitely matches the drapes.
i - intimacy
Connor absolutely worships you. he is the most romantic man you have ever met, and it definitely carries over into the bedroom. all he ever wants to do is make you feel good and make you feel like you’re beautiful.
j- jack off (masturbation)
Connor gets his fair share of solo time whenever you work different shifts, but he always has a picture or video of you to keep him company.
k - kink
Connor most definitely has several kinks.
he is 1000% a service sub. he wants nothing more than to make you cum, and he can only get off if he’s already made you at least once. connor absolutely loves when you sit on his face, he’s ecstatic when you’re in control of the pleasure he’s giving you. praise is a must. whether it’s directed at him or at you (usually both), praise is something absolutely necessary in your sex life. tell him he’s being a good boy and he will rail you into the mattress.
l - location
connor is willing to take you anywhere he can. he prefers when it’s somewhere that he can hear you moan, but if you’re on call he’s perfectly fine with kissing you to shut you up. if you’re at home he’ll draw it out for as long as he can. at work, he doesn’t care if he cums. it’s all about you if he has to go fast.
m - motivation (what turns him on)
sharing clothes. if he sees you in one of his shirts, you might as well kiss the rest of your day goodbye.
hickeys/marks. connor absolutely loves when you leave marks on him. when he catches a glimpse of them in the shower or while he’s changing he always accidentally lets a whine slip from his mouth.
hair pulling. he’s a bit of a masochist, he loves when you run your fingers through his hair and unexpectedly pull his head backwards so he’ll look you in the eye. how you tangle your fingers in it when he’s on his knees for you.
n - no (something they wouldn’t do)
he would never do anything that could hurt you in any way. he’d hate to be the reason you felt any kind of pain at all.
o - oral
connor most definitely prefer giving rather than receiving. he won’t turn you down if you offer, but he’d much rather be on his knees or have you on his face. he could give you head all day long. he doesn’t care if he’s on call or if his jaw is sore. he absolutely loves having his face fucked. he wants you to use him for your pleasure.
p - pace
connor will give it to you however you want it. if you just got off a long shift and you’re both tired, he’ll take it slow and gently rut into you until you finish. if you’ve had a particularly bad day then he’ll fuck you into the mattress and make sure you remember how good he was for you when you can barely walk the next day.
q - quickie
he’s always down for a quickie. whether you’re riding him in an on-call room during your shift, or he’s fucking you against the wall in the bathroom of a charity event. he’ll always make time to make you feel good.
r - risk
connor is definitely an exhibitionist. he’s a little too willing to risk getting caught by one of your coworkers or neighbors. you’ve been walked in on many times in pretty much every supply closet or on-call room of the hospital. all he does is keep going. half the hospital knows that he’ll do anything to please you.
s - stamina
he can go for quite a while before he gets tired. you usually get at least two rounds in before he’s spent. even then, if you’re still in the mood, he’ll let you use him to get off as much as you want.
t - toys
connor doesn’t personally own any toys, but he will happily let you use them on him if that’s what you want. he’s quite fond of when you make him wear a plug for most of his shift, secretly hoping someone notices him rocking back on his chair when he sits down for lunch with you.
u - unfair
connor isn’t much of a brat, he’d much rather be pleasing you than being punished. he does very much enjoy it when you tease him in public. tracing your finger along the outline of his dick when you’re at dinner. hands ghosting over his throat when you end up alone in the doctors lounge. he loves when you make him so needy for you.
v - volume
he is definitely not quiet in the bedroom. he loves making noises for you, showing how good you’re making him feel. he loves giving you an ego boost by whining in your ear when you’re riding him.
w - wildcard (random headcannon)
connor absolutely loves being manhandled. he’s a pretty large guy, so when you make him feel small he’ll immediately do anything you want. he loves when you pin him against a wall, or grab him by the throat. hold his hair while you fuck his mouth and he’ll melt.
x - x-ray
above average, probably about 6.5 - 7 inches.
y - yearning
his sex drive is pretty high, mostly because if you’re in the mood then he’s most definitely in the mood. he’s down to take you (or let you take him) pretty much any time of day or night.
z - zzz
connor won’t fall asleep until he’s made sure you’re okay. he may be the sub in the bedroom, but once sex is over he does everything he can to take care of you. once he’s made sure you’re okay, he wraps you in his arms and absolutely passes out.
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academicelephant · 24 days
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Spoiler alert on Chicago Med s9e8
Wow, we just got to see Dr. Charles in his home!!
Gosh, Dr. Reed's reaction to Dr. Marcel's solution to the heart problem after lung removal was hilarious
Anyway, I love the way Dr. Marcel speaks when he's soothing someone, it makes me feel all warm inside
Hey, wait, did Dr. Ahmad just refer to Dr. Marcel as professor Snape?!
Omg, that one dude wasn't dead after all!
Oh no, Dr. Ripley and Dr. Asher just got interrupted 🤭
Holy shit, Pavel is an ass and I'm gonna be so angry if Dr. Charles and Liliana are gonna break up over his bullshit
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bullet-prooflove · 2 months
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You beat me at my own damn game
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Sequel to The Fire Still Burns
Crockett doesn’t expect you to turn up at his door that night. It’s been four months since he left you, since he told you he couldn’t cope with your change of circumstances and walked out the door. You’ve run into each other a few times since then, always at the hospital, sometimes in the elevator, sometimes in the canteen. You always look tired, wrung out. Your nephew’s illness takes a toll on you, he knows the feeling, he experienced the same thing with Harper. He wishes he could say it gets better…
You don’t say anything when he opens the door, when he tries to speak you stifle his words, covering his mouth with your own. That instance, it unlocks something with him, all of those feelings he’s been holding back, that emotion, it breaks the surface.
It devolves from there, roving hands and desperate kisses. There’s a recklessness in you tonight, a wildness he’s never seen before. That should have been his first clue, he realises in the aftermath. It gets a little raw, a little rough. It’s a far cry from the love making he remembers, the nights you spent tangled up in one other.
You fuck him that night, hard and he lets you. He thinks you need to feel something in that moment, something other than the weight of that responsibility that bears down on you day after day.
You’re already getting dressed by the time he starts to catch his breath. He tries to say something, anything but the words just die in his throat because he can’t take back what he did, despite how much he wants to.
It occurs to him as you close the apartment door behind you that you’ve just beat him at his own game. Fucking and running, that used to be his move before he met you and now your reading from his playbook.
It isn’t until the next day that he hears the news, your nephew Jace passed away yesterday evening, you’d been right there holding his hand. Suddenly he understands why you ended up in his bed last night, how you’d used him as a way to cope.
He turns up at your place after work. He knows this cycle, how destructive it is. He’s here to help you through it if you let him. When you open the door, he knows that you’ve been crying, your skin is blotchy, your eyes red rimmed. Something in his heart just breaks because he had hoped that Jace would be one of the lucky ones, that somehow despite his diagnosis he’d make it.
“Darlin,” He whispers, cradling your face between his hands. “I’m so god damned sorry.”
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thena0315 · 11 months
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Will’s Goodbye Speech + Manstead family reunion
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windshield91 · 3 months
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What's with Chicago med and weird triangles? parent and his own kid?
1.Marcel / Avrey / Blake
2.Hana / Archer / Sean
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oh-great-authoress · 2 months
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After watching some of Chicago Med to pass the time, the thought occurred to me.
Do you think someone ever played “Crockett’s Theme” as a prank while Dr. Marcel was operating?
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