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cariantha · 3 months

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Drink Had Me

Book: Open Heart, Book 2 Pairing: Dr. Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Dr. Sawyer Brooks) Rating: Teen Category: Fluff Word count: 3.3K Prompt: Ethan has too much to drink and winds up on Sawyer’s doorstep in the middle of the night. Event: I’m participating in the Song Rewrite Challenge hosted by @choicesprompts. This fic is a rewrite of Drink Had Me by Jordan Davis.

🎵Hell, I was up to nothing

🎵Just sittin' home alone

🎵Yeah, I was gonna cash it in

🎵About to put down my phone

🎵And I had a message waitin'

🎵Them boys won't let me sleep

🎵So I told 'em I would meet 'em out

🎵And just have one drink

Ethan was mentally and physically exhausted. He could feel the stress he’d been carrying deep in his bones. His muscles sighed as he sunk into the comfort of his couch and rested his head on the back cushion. Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath, enjoying the peace and quiet of his empty apartment.

He tried to push aside the thoughts that had plagued him. The budget crisis. The selfish billionaire. The competition with Tobias. The situation with his mother. But mostly, it was Sawyer that occupied his mind. He worried that the constant push and pull between them was nearing a breaking point.

She had recently gone behind his back and opened Pandora’s box. She compromised the team’s mission. She called him a “goddamn diva” in front of his colleagues. Worst still, it’s what she said when helping him set up his Pictagram profile. “It’s love, Ethan. It doesn’t have to make sense. I guess you just… feel it.” The words nagged at him constantly, and not because she was probably right - like she was right about everything else - but because he felt something. Something unfamiliar. Something scary. Something he hoped was reciprocated.

DING! That sound used to annoy him, but now it made him eager to check his phone, because there was only one person who insisted on texting him. Quickly reaching for his phone, he sighed disappointedly when he saw the message was not from Sawyer.

Ethan groaned. He had forgotten that this morning, while working out with his gym buddies, he made plans to meet them at Donahue's for drinks and a game of pool. In an attempt to rouse Rafael from his suspension-induced funk, Sawyer proposed the night out. And in all honesty, Ethan only agreed because he saw it as an opportunity to spend time with her. It was only after he committed to attend that Sawyer bothered to mention she had prior plans with Stephanie, their coma patient.

Ethan arrived at Donohue’s thirty minutes later and swore to himself he would only stay for one drink.

“... and then she said, ‘Oh, would you prefer to be called a spoiled child or an entitled jackass?’ You should have seen your face, man.” Baz, who had wandered over earlier to say hello, couldn’t contain his laughter as he told the story of Sawyer calling Ethan a diva to everyone gathered around the pool table.

Rolling his eyes, Ethan ordered another drink while the guys racked the pool balls for another game.

“... speaking of workouts... Raf, remember when you asked Sawyer why she liked to work out? And she said because she wants to look good naked. Dude. Best response ever,” Bryce recalled with a laugh as he shared another round of tequila shots.

Ethan gladly accepted, swallowing the cheap liquor in one gulp when the memory of Sawyer standing in front of his bedroom window came to mind.

Every time Sawyer’s name was mentioned, which was surprisingly often, Ethan put a glass to his mouth. Better that than inadvertently slipping and revealing something he shouldn’t.

“Okay, time for a round of Fuck-Marry-Kill,” Bryce announced, earning a groan from Rafael. “Since you’re so excited to play, Raf, you can go first. JLo, Shakira, Taylor.”

“Easy. Fuck JLo. Marry Shakira. Kill Taylor,” Rafael answered. After taking a sip of beer, he turned to Elijah. “Your turn. Lara Croft, Leeloo from Fifth Element, and umm… Jamie Lee Curtis' character in Halloween.”

“Damn, man. Uhhh…” Elijah twisted up his lips as he pondered his answer. “I guess I’d fuck Croft, marry Leeloo, and go all Michael Myers on JLC.”

Raising his hand excitedly, Baz jumped in. “Oh, oh, I’ve got one for Ethan… Harper, June, and Sawyer.”

The other men snapped their heads to Ethan, bracing for the explosive impact. But to everyone’s surprise, Ethan threw back another shot and answered without hesitation. “Fuck Harper. Marry Sawyer. Kill June.”

Reggie made the announcement for last call, and at midnight he kicked everyone out, including Ethan. The inebriated men stumbled outside to wait for their rides. Ethan decided to walk for a while, and bid them good night. He strolled down the block until he reached the rose garden near the hospital. Resting on a park bench, he dug his phone from his pocket. But instead of dialing for a ride to take him home, he called Sawyer.

🎵But the drink had me

🎵Callin' you up, talkin' all crazy

🎵Talkin' 'bout us

🎵And catchin' a ride over to your room

🎵And keepin' your roommates up past two

Sawyer’s phone lit up on her nightstand with an incoming call, but she didn’t notice. She had fallen asleep a couple hours ago.

On the other end of the line, Ethan heard her voice. “Hi there, you’ve reached Sawyer. Leave me a message.”

“Sawyer,” he sighed before continuing, “I don’t want to lose you.”

Leaning forward, he rested his elbows on his knees and stared at the phone screen. Sawyer’s contact picture smiled back at him. “I’m sorry I’ve been an asshole lately. I just… I want you so fucking bad,” he confessed. “I need you to be with me.”

He dropped his chin to his chest in defeat and growled. “But I can’t have you.”

He took a deep breath and lifted his head to look at her picture again. “I’ve been losing my goddamn patience with this situation. I don’t want to push you away anymore. It kills me to know that I’m hurting you, but I’m still afraid of what might happen if people find out about us.”

Ethan stood and held the phone at eye level as if trying to look her in the eye. “I feel like I’m on the verge of losing you, Sawyer.”

He began to pace back and forth and rambled on. “I’ve been thinking a lot about what you said a couple weeks ago. It really fucked me up, because I don’t think I’ve felt like this before.”

“God, Sawyer, you’re the best I’ve ever had,” he admitted, running his fingers through his hair. “I don’t want anyone else.”

He closed his eyes and whispered to himself. “Sawyer, say it back. Please say it back to me. I don’t want to be alone in this feeling.”

There was a long pause while Ethan stared at his phone, hoping for some sort of reply. “Fuck it. I’m coming over.”

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It was nearly two o’clock in the morning when there was a knock on the apartment door. Sienna, who was still up baking, checked the peep hole and unlocked the door. “Dr. Ramsey! What are you doing here so late?”

His eyes were bloodshot and he smelled of whiskey and beer. The drink and exhaustion rapidly stripped away what little control of himself he had left. Ethan steadied himself with a hand on the doorframe and answered, “I need to talk to Sawyer. I need to see her. Is she here?”

Sienna invited him in. With her five-foot-nothing frame, she nervously guided the towering and swaying six-foot-four-inch sack of muscles into a seat at the kitchen table. “I’ll be right back.”

Gently knocking first, Sienna let herself into Sawyer’s room. “Sawyer? Sawyer, wake up,” she whispered loudly.

Sawyer awoke with a start, finding Sienna crouched at the side of her bed. “What’s wrong?” she panicked.

“Ummmm… Dr. Ramsey is here.”

“What?” she asked, confused.

“He said he needs to speak with you,” Sienna explained.

Sawyer threw her covers aside and stumbled out of bed wearing nothing but a t-shirt and underwear. She quickly checked the time on her phone, noticing the missed call and voicemail notifications from Ethan. “I swear to God, if he’s here to drag me out of bed for another diagnostics case…” she trailed off.

“I don’t think that’s why,” her friend said, leading her down the hallway.

Once her eyes adjusted to the fluorescent lighting in the kitchen, Sawyer spotted Ethan sitting at the kitchen table, his head buried in his hands. His body language reminded her of the times when he had felt pretty hopeless, like when Dolores died and when Naveen was sick. “Hey, what’s wrong?”

Ethan lifted his head and let out a small sigh of relief recognizing her. “I wanted to talk to you,” he said, his voice tired and gravelly.

She followed his eyes to Sienna, who had gone back to her baking. “Let’s go to my room.”

Ethan stood and followed her down the hall. A sudden wave of dizziness washed over him and he threw himself against the wall to keep from stumbling over. Sawyer grimaced at the loud thump, hoping it didn’t wake her other roommates. She quickly tucked herself under his arm and helped him the rest of the way.

Just as her door clicked closed, Jackie poked her head into the hallway. “What the hell was that?” she called out.

Sienna came into view from the kitchen. “Sorry, Jackie, that was me. Sorry I woke you.”

“Do you ever sleep, Trinh?” Jackie yawned, shutting her door and going back to bed.

🎵The drink had me

🎵Wantin' one more

🎵Wantin' to forget what we broke up for

🎵And doin' that make up, wake up thing

🎵I just went in there to have one drink

🎵But the drink had me

Sawyer sat Ethan down on the side of her bed, then stood in front of him casually crossing her arms. “What’s going on? Did something happen? Is this about your mom?”

His head felt like a sloshing fishbowl when he shook it. Focusing on her bare feet, he attempted to ground himself.

Getting more worried, Sawyer stroked her fingers through his hair. “Hey, talk to me.”

Slowly lifting his head, Ethan’s eyes trailed up her long legs to the oversized Hopkins t-shirt she wore. “Is that my shirt?”

Glancing down at the heather gray tee, she replied with a hint of embarrassment, “Yes.”

Sawyer braced her hands on his shoulders to keep her balance when Ethan tugged her close. Standing between his knees, he hugged her tightly around the waist and rested the side of his face against her stomach.

“I miss you,” he mumbled.

A beat later his hands dropped to the back of her thighs. His fingertips lightly caressed her soft skin, eliciting goosebumps. Lifting his eyes to gauge her reaction, he slowly slid his hands higher, palming her backside and giving a gentle squeeze.

“Ethan,” she warned, gripping his forearms to prevent his hands from wandering any further.

“I want you,” he said, kissing her belly through the t-shirt she had stolen from him.

“Ethan, you’re drunk.”

“Say it back,” he whined.

“Say what back?”

“That you still want me.”

She sighed deeply. “Ethan…” When he looked at her with desperate, pleading eyes, she took a seat on his knee. “I want you too,” she repeated and cupped his cheek, “but not like this. Not a drunken mistake.”

“It’s not a mistake,” Ethan asserted. “I know what I want.”

She shook her head. “I know you, Ethan. You’ll regret it in the morning when you’re clearheaded.”

Ethan began to protest when the nausea hit. “I won’t… I–,” he paused and swallowed, “I’m going to be sick.”

Sawyer jumped off his lap and grabbed her garbage pail just in time. Ethan wretched the contents of his stomach while she soothingly rubbed his back. When he was finished, Sawyer offered him a tissue and a sip from her water bottle. She then knelt before him and removed his shoes and socks.

“What are you doing?”

“Getting you ready for bed. You’re in no shape to go anywhere right now. You can stay here and sleep it off.” As she stood, she reached for the hem of his shirt and lifted it over his head. “Scoot back and lie down,” she instructed. Ethan complied.

She met his hooded eyes, giving him a look of warning. “Don’t get any ideas,” she said before unbuttoning his pants. “Lift your butt.” After carefully tugging off his jeans, she neatly folded his clothes and set them atop her dresser. Returning to his side, she tucked him under the covers.

“Where are you going?” he murmured when she stepped toward the door.

“I’m just going to clean this up and grab you some aspirin,” she answered, picking up the small waste bin. “Do you need or want anything else?”

Ethan shook his head.

“I’ll be right back,” she promised with an assuring smile.

When Sawyer returned a few minutes later, Ethan’s eyes were closed and he was lightly snoring. She turned out the lights and crawled under the covers. Hugging the edge of her full-size bed, she resisted the urge to curl up next to him, and soon dozed off.

🎵Next morning came too early

🎵Heart poundin' in my head

🎵And it took me just a second

🎵To realize I know this bed

🎵And it ain't where I belong

🎵But you got my T-shirt on

🎵I blame the alcohol

🎵No, it ain't my fault

🎵The drink had me

Ethan’s head throbbed. The sound of distant, muffled voices had woken him. He cracked his eyes open, thankful for the dim surroundings. Blinking away the fog in his vision, he focused on the ceiling. There was something familiar about the dangling light fixture overhead. A single lightbulb hung from a rope cord. The gentle breeze that wafted through the window caused it to sway back and forth in a hypnotizing motion. Aware that he was not at home, Ethan’s eyes swept the small bedroom, taking in every detail. As recognition set in, his heart began to race, intensifying the pounding in his head.

Taking a deep breath through his nose, his senses were overwhelmed with the sweet smell of her. Daring to cast a quick look downward, he found Sawyer tucked into his side. Her arm was draped across his torso, her thigh across his waist, with a foot nestled between his legs. Ethan’s right arm was at her back, holding her close. His left hand gripped the back of her bent knee, as if he had been using the leverage to keep her locked in place. She was wearing his t-shirt, and he was only wearing underwear.

He reached into the black box of his mind for any remembrance, but came back empty handed. He didn’t know what to be more upset about. The eventual fallout from this reckless encounter, or the cruel twist of fate of taking Sawyer to bed again and not remembering a damn thing about it.

When her alarm rang out, Ethan silently cursed. “No, not yet.” He needed more time to figure his way out of this mess. More time holding her body against his.

Sawyer groaned in frustration as her phone sang a melodic tune of chirping birds. As she did every morning, she buried the tip of her cold nose into her pillow and inhaled. Only it wasn’t her pillow she smooshed her face into this morning. It was Ethan’s chest. His warmth and scent aroused her senses, and she was instantly awake.

Seeing that he was too, she pushed back from him and tried to cover herself with the forgotten comforter. “Shit, sorry,” she whispered, rolling away to silence her phone.

Her surprise and embarrassment confused him. “Why are you apologizing?”

She turned to face him, making sure to keep a safe distance. “I tried to keep to my side. I must have rolled over in my sleep and snuggled up to you.”

“Keep to your side? Did we not…?”

She shook her head.

Ethan looked up at the ceiling and expelled a breath.

Sensing his relief, Sawyer swiftly climbed out of bed. “I’m going to get ready for work. Your clothes are on the dresser and your phone is charging on the desk. My roommates should be leaving soon.”

“Sawyer-”

“It’s fine, Ethan,” she said, rummaging through her dresser drawers. “We can talk about it later when you feel better. Or if you prefer, not at all, because nothing happened.” Ethan rubbed the spot between his eyes. “There's some water and aspirin on the nightstand,” she pointed out before stepping into the hall and closing the door behind her.

A while later, they left the apartment and shared a ride to the hospital, successfully avoiding the topic of last night. They limited their conversation to simple questions and one-word answers, merely enough to get out the door and on their way.

“Thanks for the ride. I’ll see you tomorrow,” Sawyer said, and not waiting for reciprocation, she hurried away.

Ethan watched until she disappeared through the sliding doors of the hospital’s main entrance. He cursed at himself the entire walk to Donohue’s to retrieve his car. They may not have slept together, but he still ended up on her doorstep last night and tangled in her bed this morning. He hoped once the hangover cleared, he would remember why, so they could clear the air.

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Sawyer was slow to leave the diagnostics office when their team meeting ended the next day. The tension between her and Ethan was so thick it felt like it could be cut with a knife. She couldn’t take it anymore. She turned to study him, watching as he stacked case files, doing his best to ignore her. “This feels like the morning after Miami all over again,” she finally spoke.

Ethan stopped what he was doing, took a deep breath, and braced himself for the conversation he had been dreading. “I’m sorry for inconveniencing you the other night.”

She shook her head as if she didn’t care about that. Shifting her gaze out the window, she bit the corner of her lip before speaking again. “Do you remember calling me? Leaving a voicemail?”

Ethan swallowed hard. He had checked his phone yesterday and knew that he dialed her number, but didn’t recall leaving a message. “No. I only remember bits and pieces after leaving Donahue’s.” He took a cautious step toward her. “What... what did I say?” he asked, trying to hide his nerves.

“It doesn't matter,” she sighed, still looking out the window, “you probably didn't mean it.” She downplayed her disappointment with a quiet chuckle, “I never pegged you for a sappy drunk.”

Ethan stepped in front of her, cupping her chin to force her to look at him. “I meant it,” he said firmly.

“You just said you don’t remember–”

“I don't,” he interjected, “but if the result was me showing up at your door, and waking up with you in my arms, then whatever I said… I meant it.” Gazes locked on each other, Ethan gave her hand a reassuring squeeze. He breathed a sigh of relief when Sawyer’s lips finally turned up in a small, forgiving smile.

That smile slowly changed to a mischievous one. Ceasing the opportunity, she started to back away as she spoke. “Well in that case…" She bit her lip to keep from laughing. “I want to get married in June. A fancy church wedding and a huge reception. Oh, and let’s honeymoon in Paris! It will be so romantic.”

“Funny–”

“But you should know, I plan to keep my last name,” she continued teasing.

“You’re a brat. Get out of here,” he demanded, playfully tossing a pen in her direction as she scrambled to leave.

“Hey!” she yelped, using the door as a shield.

“Oh, and I want my shirt back!” he hollered.

Poking her head back in, she offered a deal. “If you can get me out of it, Ramsey... it’s yours. See ya!”

A/N: Ethan's drunken confession was also inspired by the song Say It Back by Nicklas Sahl.

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getmeoutofhell · 4 months

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Mickey Altieri x f reader

summary: mickey has a gift for you.

warnings: just mickey being mickey.

a/n: this takes place with the whole gf group. but this is for my BFF helloooo frennn. also happy eve y’all!!

“Merry christmas everyone!!” you said as you walked into the living room.

you were so excited today, the reason being is because you had mickey for secret santa.

“merry christmas y/n.” ethan said to you, handing you a small bag which you assumed was a gift from him.

“you dumb brain we aren’t supposed to do the secret santa until after we eat!” roman told him, slightly annoyed.

“ohhh right, my bad. sorry y/n pretend this never happened.” ethan then walked away to the christmas tree to put his gift back on the floor.

“okay ethan.” you said in between laughter.

you had your gift in your hand. no surprise you actually pulled mickeys name for the secret santa. you thought he some how did it on purpose, but you didn’t question it.

you and mickey had pretty strong feelings for each other for a while. you wouldn’t say he loved you, but you knew you loved him.

you saw stu put his gift on the floor under the tree, hiding it behind a bigger present.

“i know i was supposed to just get one gift. but the person i got deserves more than one.”

you knew immediately he picked billy or ambers name.

“you must have gotten billy or ambers name since you saying they deserve more than one.”

stu then put his index finger to his lips, making a shh sound and waking away. you playfully rolled your eyes at him.

“oh my god what’s that smell?” it was jill. she came and sat next to you in the couch.

“it’s mickey, charlie, and richie burning up the fucking turkey.” roman told her.

“that does stink damn.” you said, laughing at the end.

“no surprise it’s those three.” jill added.

*time skip 1 hour*

“okay guys, it’s time to come eat at the table. hurry up!” roman yelled to everybody.

you went and sat at the seat close to the end of the table. to your surprise mickey came and sat next to you.

“hey beautiful.” he smiled at you.

“oh! hey mickey, merry christmas.” you felt your body get a little warm from embarrassment, so you tried to avoid eye contact with him. no matter how many times you guys talked, his voice still make you a nervous wreck.

“merry christmas y/n.” you notice he had a christmas hat on, with an ugly sweater.

“nice sweater.” you tried to avoid the awkwardness with a joking compliment.

“thanks.” he chuckled.

about 5 seconds later everyone else started walking in the room, finding a seat to sit in.

ethan sat on your right, as mickey was on your left.

a little bit later, charlie and roman brought out the turkey and ham and sat them on the table. then went back into the kitchen and grabbed to rest of the food.

“thank god the food is done, i’m literally starving.” amber said. “that turkey looks and smells burnt.” jill stated, looking at it with disgust.

“let’s be nice jill, i bet they tried their best, right mickey?” you turned to mickey, waiting for an answer. “uhhh, yes?” you laughed.

“i guess not then, continue the slander jill.” jill laughed at your comment.

“okay guys let’s now eat.” roman told everyone.

as your enjoying your food, you look over at mickey, who was already looking at you. “is something wrong?” you asked concerned.

“do you know how pretty you are? like seriously.” he smiles. you feel your whole face get hot and you look away and avoid eye contact once again. “uhhh, i don’t know what to say to that. thanks i guess?” he then puts his hand on yours, rubbing it softly.

stu notices, and makes a shocked face. “ohhhh, the two love bugs are back at it.” he laughed and then stuffed his face with more food.

you felt your body heat up again, staring at your plate nervously. you turned to look at mickey, who’s face was a tiny bit red. “don’t do the most stu.” he said.

now it’s after dinner, and time to open the secret santa gifts. you were kinda excited to see what ethan had got you. but you were more excited to show mickey the gift you got him.

“alright let’s pass the gifts around. ethan…how about you go first. since you already spoiled who you got a gift for.” roman stated.

ethan mumbled a “my bad” and went and grabbed the gift with your name on it, and then looked for the one with his name.

“ohh, i wonder who got me this gift. y/n was it you?” he handed you your gift, and then sat down and opened his.

“maybe. maybe not.” you teased him, knowing you didn’t get his name. “okay so, this is ambers.” roman started handing the gifts to who they belong to. he eventually handed mickey his gift, then going to sit down.

you watch as everyone opens their gifts, all enjoying and making jokes with each other. “aren’t you gonna open your gift y/n?” mickey asked you, looking at you then the gift. “yeah! wait, you got me a gift?” you tried to remove the awkwardness by laughing. “special gift for a special girl.” he chuckles. you look inside the bag to find a box. you then look at him for a second before grabbing the box and reading it.

it was titled ‘my love’.

you then opened the box to see what was inside, only to find pictures of you during your everyday life. “do you like it princess?” he asked you. you took a minute to process what you were looking at, picking up and looking through the pictures. there was pictures of you in your pjs, and even pictures of you in the living room by yourself. “how?” you thought. “what…why? i appreciate the gift, it’s just…” you stared at the pictures. he put his hand on your knee. “now do you believe i love you?” you only started at him in disbelief, but felt your face and body heat up. maybe he does love you?

AHH I HOPE YOU LOVE THISSSS

#slashers x reader #slashers #slashers x y/n #ghostface x reader #mickey altieri #mickey altieri x reader #i love you frennnn

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eth-edwards-73 · 10 months

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Break up, make up pt 1

uhhh so this is kinda depressing and might be triggering for some people but idk how to really explain the warning so yeah

Luke Hughes x reader warnings: angst, child loss, break up, ...

She had lost everything or at least that’s how she felt. Her brother was in a coma in the hospital, Luke who had broken up with her right before leaving for New Jersey and her unborn child who Luke didn’t know about, she had planned to tell him the day he broke up with her but she didn’t have the time then and she didn’t know how to tell him after then. All the stress and pain had caused her to miscarry so she sat there on the floor of her dorm, wailing, tears streaming down her face rapidly.

“I think it’s better if we break up.” He had announced, tears sprung into her eyes as she searched his face for any emotion or any indication this was some sick joke but she found none.

“Why?” She had asked, her voice wavering but still her emotional state didn’t affect the youngest Hughes.

“I need something new.” He had shrugged carelessly as her heart shattered to pieces, she had let out a little sniffle and wiped away a tear that was threatening to fall before nodding.

“O-okay,” She paused: “I- i’ll drop your stuff off at the sophomore house.” That was her reply: she didn’t know why she didn’t fight for their relationship and just let him go away that quickly. She wished she’d reacted differently although she didn’t really know how she would’ve reacted otherwise. There was just this immense guilt weighing down on her.

She felt numb but that was because it didn’t fully get through to her yet. It confused the other hockey players on the team why she had started avoiding them all of a sudden, since she had been friends with some of them before she had even met Luke. Truth to be told she couldn’t face anything that even remotely came close to hockey, it just hurt too much.

A new found habit of hers was going to parties and drinking away the pain, tonight was one of those nights but even worse because the entire hockey team was there to celebrate a win. She had downed everything she could get. It didn't matter if it was a shot or just a bottle of beer, she consumed it. Ethan and Dylan had run into her multiple times that night but she’d ignored them when they tried to interact, they were worried after seeing how much she drank.

She stumbled over the porch, barely conscious, oblivious to the hockey teams standing outside, when she was about to fall Dylan caught her. He sat down with her in his arms, he didn’t know what to do with the girl, he’d never seen her this drunk before.

“What’s going on with you?” He whispered, it was more to himself than to her but she heard and she looked up to him, her eyes watery and droopy.

“I lost them.” She slurred, the boys around her frowned, they knew her and Luke were over but why had she said them and not just him. She crawled away from Dylan sitting down further away from him wrapping her arms around her stomach as the tears started flowing.

“My baby.” She wailed, while sobbing and rocking herself: “I lost my baby.” It was heartbreaking for them to see her break down in front of them like this, so they could only imagine the pain she was going through even when they didn’t know who she was talking about.

“It’s my fault, it’s all my fault …” She had started muttering her sentence fading into babbling they couldn’t hear properly nor understand. They started talking, questioning how to help her.

“Maybe we should call Luke.” Nolan proposed and the others agreed so Ethan pulled out his phone dialing the boy, hoping he’d pick up which he did.

“Hey man, I heard you guys won, good game.”

“Um thanks, I actually called for something else…”

“What’s wrong?”

“Well, i- we don’t know, we’re at this party and Y/N is pretty fucking wasted and she’s crying. We don’t know what to do Luke.” At the mention of the brunet boy's name Y/N’s head perked up but she only started crying harder.

“Uh, maybe it’s best if I just give you to her.” Ethan stated, Luke hummed on the other side of the phone giving Etan the green light to do that. The Canadian kneeled down in front of the girl and gave her the phone telling her Luke was on it.

“Luke,” She sobbed: “I lost them, I'm sorry.”

“Who did you lose love?”

“I’m so sorry, Luke, please forgive me, I lost them, I lost our baby.” She cried, his heart fell and he almost dropped the phone. A wave of pain surged through him, as he realized what he had caused. The other boys were also in shock staring at the girl who kept on crying and rocking herself. She kept on saying sorry like everything had been her fault before falling asleep out of pure exhaustion, still crying to Luke. She would wake up the next morning and regret telling him on the phone and thereby also telling the other boys.

Luke tried reaching out to her every day over the three weeks coming after their call but she didn’t reply. She was fed up with his messages so she just popped the question.

Why do you keep calling me?

Luke. I just want to talk

Well i don’t so please leave me alone

Luke. please Y/N we need to talk

no we don’t it’s over between us there’s nothing to talk about Luke

Luke. Yes there is

No there isn’t so please leave me alone

Luke. Y/N

no Luke we broke up you wanted something new and i want to move on so don’t contact me again

Y/N/N <3 has blocked you

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this and the other posts have been very depressing and sad but i have a few happy ones coming up but in the meantime please send me requests if you have any :)

i posted part two :)

#luke hughes #luke hughes x reader #umich boys #umich wolverines #umich hockey #hughes #nj devils #luke

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man-down-in-hatchet-town · 1 year

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Uhhh... Did Emma Cause "Yellowjacket"?

I really love “Yellowjacket” (Lex’s storyline connects on a genuinely painful level), but it’s always struck me that the Gift seems to be more wide-spread in that story than in any of the others. What if that’s because of Emma? After all, the Nightmare Time 2 timeline is the only one we know of in which Emma starts her pot farm in the Witchwood. (Full theory under the cut 'cause it's a couple of paragraphs)

In “Perky’s Buds,” a lot of Bob Metzger’s monologue makes it sound like the touch of the Gift is something you’re either born with or you’re not. But right at the end he says “when you cut down those trees, you opened the floodgates. Now every teeny-bopper in town is susceptible to this malady.” “Teeny-bopper” is very much slang for a teen, not an infant, and that has to be purposeful. So what if it’s less that you’re born with a touch of the Gift, and more that you’re born with “susceptibility” to it? Hannah and Lex, highly powerful and connected to Willabella Muckwab, were susceptible enough to be Gifted even with the Witchwood at full strength, but maybe kids like Sophia or Daniel weren’t. Perhaps Bob was completely right and Emma did indeed “open the floodgates,” allowing the Gift-causing magic to seep through Hatchetfield like something in the air. And then something else inside of certain kids responded—creating the small legion of (mind-milk-dependent) junior super-heroes we meet in “Yellowjacket.”

Sure, it seems like the roller-rink set-up has been up and running for a bit (Eddie mentions buying Pizza Pete’s a few months before the story starts), but so has Perky’s Buds. It took time to clear all those trees and plant the crop, and we know that Emma was up and fully operational before the summertime Honey Festival, whereas “Yellowjacket” takes place “months later” in October. So maybe while Emma was busy achieving her dreams and then going to jail, Charles, manipulated by Pokotho, arrived in town to find the perfect assortment of test subjects emerging out of nowhere right in front of him. It’s not the most obvious of timelines, but it just might work.

(In another, more out-there extension of this theory, perhaps Emma’s also the reason for the shiny, upscale high-rise that Ethan moves their family into. All those high-rollers regularly visiting town need somewhere to stay, after all. And Charles has the resources to build something fast.)

So, yeah, between Emma cutting down the trees and Ezekiel ensuring that no Metzgers are still around to plant any more Gifted kids (thank God), maybe “Perky’s Buds” directly set the stage for “Yellowjacket." Just something I noticed and thought was cool. And it would totally explain why it’s important that "Perky’s Buds" and "Yellowjacket" take place in the same timeline.

#hatchetfield #Hatchetfield theory #Nightmare Time #Perky's Buds #Yellowjacket #Emma Perkins #Bob Metzger #Hannah Foster #Lex Foster #Ethan Green #Ezekiel the Nighthawk #Sophia/Spitfire #Daniel/Stopwatch #Eddie Chiplucky #Charles from Yellowjacket #Pokotho #Willabella Muckwab

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hauntedmilkshakeghost · 2 years

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One Way or Another

Pairing: Ethan Choi x Reader

Summary: You work in the same ER as Ethan everyday and you flirt as often as you can but he doesn’t seem to get the picture until you enlist the help of a friend

Warnings: fluff! Sneaky plans, jealously, talks about hospital things

Notes: another anon request from my distraction sleepover! Ethan doesn’t get enough love 😩

“There’s my favorite surgeon.” Ethan grins at you as you exit the elevator, files in hand.

“What do you want? You always use that line after you page me at the start of the shift.” You hum and join him at the nurses station.

“How very dare you.” He has a big smile on his face, “But I do need to to consult on this with me.”

You roll your eyes but you can’t help the smile twitching on your lips. He’s really pretty and his smile is infectious. You’ve had a big crush on Ethan for awhile now and you guys flirted constantly but nothing had come of it.

Last time you had gone out with your coworkers you had had a little too much to drink and Ethan wasn’t there so you had rambled. And rambled. And rambled about the fact that Ethan was so oblivious.

And Will had listened, Will had humored you. He humored you even when you asked him to take part in your plan.

A plan you had kind of forgotten about until you finished your consult and were talking with Ethan about his day.

“Hey y/n! You got any plans tonight?” Will slides up behind you unnecessarily close, you can feel his breath on your ear.

“Hey Will, uhhh no, I don’t believe I do.” You smile as you look over your shoulder, your noses almost brushing.

“You should come out with me tonight then, I’ve got tickets for this great band.” He grins.

“Ya, sounds amazing, I’d love to!“ You smile.

“Great! I’ll meet you outside after our shift.” Will smiles right back and the two of you just stare at each other and smile. Ethan clears his throat and Will winks at you, “See you later, y/n, Ethan.”

You and Ethan are quiet for a moment and he clears his throat again, “Soooo, you and Halstead?”

“Me and Halstead? No, just friends.” You smile softly, trying to be ambiguous as possible, “I mean, he’s a handsome guy and he’s wonderful but I don’t know.”

“Oh….ok.” Ethan nods his head, “Why don’t you know? If you don’t mind me asking.”

You start walking and Ethan follows behind you as you press the button for the elevator, “No I don’t mind at all……I’m interested in someone else.”

Ethan freezes as the elevator dings as it gets closer, “Does Halstead know that?”

You step into the elevator and smile at Ethan as the doors close, “He does.”

Ethan can’t stop thinking about that conversation all day. With every patient he sees, every gash he stitches, every easy diagnose, every impossible one, he’s thinking about that conversation.

He can’t understand why you would tell him, why you would say it like that, did it mean something or nothing at all?

He’s still thinking about it at the end of shift as he slowly packs up his things. He spaces out so far that he doesn’t notice Will walk into the room until he claps him on the back and hands him a slip of paper.

Ethan looks up startled, “What’s this?”

“The name and address of the restaurant with the band tonight, reservation is under your last name.” Will smiles and pats Ethan’s back as he starts to get changed.

“But y/n….”

Ethan can’t even finish the sentence before Will rolls his eyes, “Would prefer to be going with you then me.”

Ethan grins down at the paper and nods, “Thanks man.”

Will grins to himself as he watches Ethan race to get changed and runs out of the room. Will manages to see the two of you holding hands as you walk to Ethan’s car.

“Have fun on your date you two.” He smirks, waving at you guys.

You raise the hand that intertwined with Ethan’s with a smile on your face, “Oh we will!”

#distraction sleepover #ethan choi #ethan choi x reader #ethan choi fluff #one Chicago #Chicago med

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the-grim-and-sanguine · 6 months

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Nine People You Want To Know Better!

Thank you @k-v-briarwood aka Mr. Ah Shitz for the tag! I am so behind on my tags but 🙃 I made a list so hopefully I'll do them all this week lol Last Song: Devil Town by Cavetown (will probably be something else before I even finish this since I listen to music 24/7 ((Teeth by 5 Seconds of Summer, Pretty Pills for Broken Hearts by Cloudy June, I Know What You Did In The Dark by Fall Out Boy, FU In MY Head by Cloudy June, DARKSIDE by Neoni, Engravings by Ethan Bortnick))) Last Movie: Oof uh the last one I saw in theaters was Spider-Man Across The Spider-Verse (I got a poster!) but I couldn't tell you what I've watched in my freetime Currently Watching: Uhhh I occasionally watch Dragon Ball Z Kai with my cousin! And I'm trying to finally finish Star vs. The Forces of Evil but it's been almost a year since I started the last season and it's a struggle (even tho I really like it I'm just forgetful) Currently Reading: Does uh...Fanfiction count? Cause if so...glances at my 99+ tabs open...um...hahaha Currently Craving: For my body to work hahaha I currently have bile in my throat and I take two meds to fix that 🙃 Last Thing You Searched For Writing Purposes: My current hyperfixation project is a Form-Fillable Survival Guide for the general public so

As someone who was raised by a survivalist father...he would be SO DISAPPOINTED in me for searching up the fire one- Gentle tags - @theknightswhosay @the-chiefster @oh-judas @darkleap @fayeiswriting @surroundedbypearls @serotoninshift @warriorblood1 @mothbutcher

#tag game #writeblr

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lima--beanz · 3 months

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About me!

finally making one lmao

I’m harvey aka ethan aka stella aka juno! i change my name a ton so idc what you call me lmao. i also use any pronouns but if i have a pref uhhh idk it’s usually in my twt display name

fandoms (in order of my biggest hyperfixes/special interests atm): moral orel , roar/asleep in the sea , mlp , chonny jash , tally hall/side projs , lucidity lacerate , tf2

stories n shit: night train (solo) , waterfall elementary (collab w @waffled-iron and @zacharylwackary) , tiny tour (collab w velshit and zank) , atsmaol (evil loamsta [velvet] where everything is the opposite) , Ghosts of February 24th (zak and @dubiousclouds-pancakesabound)

hobbies: drawing , sewing , crocheting, writing , jewelry making

um yeah! idk what else to say so here’s a photo of me and my besties (zakry and velghit this u)

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r1ng-w0rm · 1 year

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LBB/RBB(?)OC!!

This is my Lbb oc Tobias. He forgot what his last name was. :0 But there's some more info down below if you wanna check that out :D!

[EDITED A BIT]

•Main info:

Name: Tobias *insert whatever?*

Age: 35 and THRIVING!

Height: 6'0

Sexuality: unlabled or whateva. He cool with anyone.

Likes: Kool-Aid, the smell of pickle juice, the color of that weird puke-looking fruit shake, and anything that smells nice.

Dislikes: The sound of bags, uhh idk. He doesn't really hate or dislike anything else.

•Backstory-ish? More of what his part was in the gang before everything:

He was a bit of a mediocre biker. He was very sloppy and lazy when contributing to the gang, but he did know how to properly clean a motorcycle! So props to that. He wasn't really smart in general, but he definitely wasn't dumb. Uhhh but his main part was cleaning motorcycles and other biker equipment. Also he wasn't as insane before everything.

•Current/After being taken:

He was tortured relentlessly days on end after being taken. He was going to be killed afterwards, but to his luck; cleaning motorcycles saved him(and his brain being partially fried). He's still treated like garbage by the others, but some pity is now shown to him. Not a lot though. In the end, he got some sweet new arms!(actually they're kind of like knives attached to metal tubes if I'm being honest).

•Scars:

-Spliced tongue

-*insert brain getting dissected and fried*

-LOTS OF SCARS

-no nip

-I miss u vision

-no arms?

-No cool teeth :(

•Relationships with others (?):

Forgot to mention, the relationships with LBB is past Tobias! His present self(RBB) is a bit brain dead. He still likes Varai tho. Props to him ig.

°Dice: Tobias doesn't really have an opinion on him, maybe he's a bit spooked? But other than that, no opinion. (Dice is fed up with his bs tho).

°Jatay: Tobias isn't exactly in love with him(as shown with pink arrow) , but he's more of fascinated with him? He also kinda hates him. He's also scared of him. And maybe sad because of him? He's a mix of things, def would give him his teeth tho. (Jatay hates him)

°Varai: They're both friends, but he feels pity for him.

°Jeff: He's cool with him, no opinion really. (Jeff is not big of a fan of him tho)

°Ethan: Tobias thinks he's neat, but he's still pissed at him[for the whole kidnapping and stuff]. (Ethan is if-y with him)

°Neon: Tobias is very much afraid of the short guy. (neon knows that he scares him and he's proud of that)

°William: If he was alive, it'd be the same just like Neon, but Tobias would be kind of attached to him? In a sad way (Same thing as neon, but in a burnt silly goofy way)

°Sajik: Total mystery :0

°Duke: He's got no opinion on him. (Duke doesn't really care for him)

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autisticethanmorgan · 1 year

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How I would continue mbav in comic form

disney, teletoon, fresh tv, whoever the fuck owns the rights to this, please let me have them

LONG ASS POST WARNING

we are past the days of any further mbav television content, but you know what has a much lower production cost and would fill a specific niche? a comic/graphic novel continuation >:) Teen rating because pretty much anyone who was the target audience of mbav when it was airing is late teen or older and I want the characters actions to have more consequence, basically i want to injure my protagonists

I would pick up a month or two after the lucifractor explosion, establish the new status quo, we cant really do a continuation if they all died so Ill settle for injury and property damage, including putting out main man Ethan in a half magic/half head trauma induced coma! this is kind of a cheap story beat but i cant help it I love a coma and its a good opportunity for both sarah and benny to get a little bit darker and have some interesting character development, with the most important difference being that sarah basically gets through it and refuses to compromise her morals whereas benny is very lost without ethan being his moral compass and becomes more and more reckless with magic, eventually leading to him attempting a very risky spell to wake ethan up which does work but basically has sarah and his grandma like 'wtf is wrong with you'

meanwhile erica and rory are fucking around in the states bc this would be a very fun B plot for a while before they return, if youve read the comic crowded im thinking of that kind of vibe

so anyway ethan is back up and running now and everyone is kind of trying to get back to normal but its really hard and theres a lot of residual magic causing problems and making bennys magic more powerful, and its giving ethan basically constant migranes and really vague visions and horrifying dreams and all that good 'plauged with visions' stuff.

sarah and ethan have not gone on any more dates at this point so theyre not dating but they do have this kind of romantic aspect of their relationship and they basically havent talked about it since the explosion, kind of a silent understanding of like 'i love you and i dont really care that its platonic or romantic but i just understand whats happening in a way almost no one else can and Im here for you even if now just isnt the time for us'

benny is continuing to get more reckless and kind of vengeful with his magic use, testing his limits, using magic to get back and the people making snide comments in the halls, especially after ethan comes back to school, when your best friend is in a coma for two months you get kind of defensive about it I guess. If you’re not a bethan truther I’m sorry but Ethan can have two intense friendships that border on romantic, both of which are societally non conventional/acceptable. In fact he has to. It is so good narratively. but anyway at some point there is a particularly bad incident benny gets more vindictive than ever before and hurts this guy pretty badly till ethan is yelling at him to stop

at this point ethan and sarah and grandma are like 'uhhh benny is getting kinda intense' but they dont even know the half of it because secretly he learning magic that isnt in his book, researching on his own and making stuff up. the magic itself wants him to be getting stronger, its not like sentient but it does have kind of a self preservation instinct? like a power begets power type thing that magic users can very easily be driven mad by their own magic if theyre not careful or dont have another magic user telling them to touch grass.

i think benny can have unexamined mental repercussions due to his parents having either left him or died. as a treat. so when he get magic and suddenly he can control things he couldnt before yknow who can blame him for getting kind of lost, i personally would become insane. I havent really though about the specific of him devolving and mentally deteriorating. I dont want him to be too evil yknow? bc we will be letting him get redeemed latr bc im a sucker for that.

at this point erica and rory return from their wacky adventures bc this is no time for a silly b plot. and they are like huh benny got kind of weird and different and ethan is like haha no hes fine

he is not fine

he is actually sneaking out of town to meet another magic user who is basically like 'i will act like a father figure to gain your trust' and benny is like 'epic!' yknow because he. becuase. because he has no dad :D. he gets exposed to magic that grandma doesnt do and is both scared and impressed and this other magic user is like 'she doesnt want you to learn this >:| she doesnt want you to reach your fullest potential' and benny is like 'hmm idk about that' but they keep talking until this guy is like 'arent you tired of being nice?dont you just wanna go apeshit?' but benny is still like 'hmmm my really close boy best friend probably wouldnt like that' but its too late. its already in motion.

benny gets more evil. he is causing problems in whitechapel and does not seem to care. benny be like 'thought acquired: if i control everything and destroy the things i dont like then everything will be good and i can protect my friends forever. i see no moral problems with this' more development into evil, dont ask me the details i dont know.

bennys evil girl summer culminates in some kind of fight where ethan enters his mind bc yeah obviosly thats where this has been going, idk if ive just spent to long thinking about jean grey and scott summers but this is the most interesting thing ever. i want to see ethan walking through bennys memories end of life is strange style and realizing that all of his most important memories are of them together, times that theyve comforted or protected each other and it ends with a memory of from just before they met sarah. that memory fades out and ethan is standing on the street in front of his house, so he goes up to his room and benny is there but this time its really him and not just a memory version of him and benny is like 'i dont know how it got to be like this, this isnt what i wanted, how do i fix this?' and ethan is like 'i havent given up on you, you can still come back and we can try to make it right' and they hug and they come back to reality and benny basically breaks down sobbing yeah i <3 sad boys. he has a lot of regrets. ( i have written a lot of this scene bc i am insane and obsessed)

by the next morning hes left town. only leaving a note saying he needs to go away and clear the magic out of his head. hes reversed as much of the magic he did as he could, and left ethan with a spell leaving the words 'semper reveniam ad te' on his arm that will disappear when they see each other again or if benny dies.

#this is longer than the essay i was supposed to write tonight needed to be #mbav #my babysitter's a vampire #ethan morgan #benny weir #et al

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tricobicofriend · 3 months

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su half agate si au 2: resident evil 7-village crossover

ramblings & snippets from my original text dump of this concept/s under the cut

resident evil 7

ethan calls her instead of steven in to help find his wife because steven is v well-known, & he(ethan) doesn't want media attention over his wife's disappearance.

-the gloves are tech from yellow--they give strength 7 can secrete corrosive & sticky substances, plus protect her hands!

-the goggles are glasses from white--they record everything she sees (she can turn them off with a signal from her gem), can take pictures, help her see in the dark, & can send parts of the recording/s to white!!

-the stars were made by steven & the cgs!! they have a tracker in them & allow her to talk to "home base" on any mission! (home base can be the main cgs, just steven, or any other trusted gem/s!!) they also function as strap buckles!!

-overalls are just regular, waterproof & fast-drying, human clothing

-u can't see it but she's wearing boots

-considering having the shirt be laced w technology from blue's court that can lessen pain (happy clouds) or keep her temperature at a comfortable level

ethan, to a literal cop: hey, you have to give me your gun. half-agate si: oh my god, winters, you can't just ask cops for their guns!! also si saves the cop bc he's the only exception to acab

mae(half-agate self insert) after "papa"'s fucking shoulder face pustule blows up on her & ethan: "uhhh…that's nasty. imma go throw up--" cw EWWW general re grossnes

So, i'm giving mae chemical knowledge (she learned in order to help use diamond essences for human ailments) so she uses some of the diamond essence stuff stored in her gem to help make enough cures for all of them. So all four get to leave.

Mae & ethan fuse for the final battle with papa, and ethan's fungus strength boosts mae's electricity powers (since holly blue's whip is electrified, blue agate mom gets electricity powers & so does mae) to just fry the shit out of him and destroy him completely.

They unfuse to fit on the boat, but when something rocks it by the big-ass boat, mae grabs ethan's hand, an unspoken word of "we need to protect them" goes thru their eyes, & they fuse, grab zoe & mia, then jump onto the boat.

Mae has them crawl thru the tunnels with ethan in front & her in back. Zoe asks why & mae says it's bc her & ethan r the only one w weapons & who've had food recently. Anyways they all escape safely bc i said so

resident evil 8/village

When the first shot rings out, zoe & mae press mia down, & mae bubbles mia & zoe and sends them to the temple, but can't prevent the capture of the baby, herself, or ethan. The agents pull out mae's gem & throw it far away or put it in a containment unit (or just use a device that disables both her gem & human sides), and((the following is to set up re village w avi & moon as ethan's companions)) she wakes up either at the carcrash site or at a gem settlement, maybe desperately sending word to avi & moon?? That, or she pinned a distress signal thingy to ethan, & avi & moon picked it up.

mae: ah, looks like someone was punched through a wall here. ethan: ...i'm afraid to ask, but why do you know what that looks like?mae: got punched thru a wall once. : D

Imma say mae saves the old shotgun dude & he books it (which she don't blame him for, bc zombies terrifying), but then she gets taken somewhere else & meets back up w ethan at the castle? And in the lil village itself, ethan meets avi & moon?

I was just thinking of like. Ethan coming back to castle dimitrescu post-game (i still haven't seen anything further than entering heisenberg's factory) & seeing lady d holding mae(who was like, insurance both to protect lady d's daughters & to ensure ethan wouldn't try to sneak around & kill them) up with one hand and brandishing her claws with the other & he's like "what the FUCK is going on you said she'd be SAFE--" & mae just blurts out "she's giving me top surgery!!!" in an attempt to break the tension They all never talk about it again😔

#re7 #re8 #revillage #re village #re 7 #steven universe #su si #su mae #su re mae #my drawings

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