#I love what Brett does with him

[atasteofholmes]

The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes: s2e2 ~ The Greek Interpreter

Tagging: @7-percent

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"I'm going to tell you a story. Maybe it will sound familiar." Visionary x Insatiable x Status Asthmaticus x The Wolves of War

[beachesgetpeaches]

grant ward i hate you but i love you

[leupagus]

Guys I Might Have Three Nickels

I've been watching "Agatha Christie's Marple" for the past few days and it's pretty good! Marple adaptations all tend to have a better caliber of actors than a lot of bog-standard mystery shows (looking at you, "Madame Blanc"), and while Joan Hickson's Marple is right up there with David Suchet's Poirot and Jeremy Brett's Holmes as "literally can never be beaten, these are the best anyone's done it," both Geraldine McEwan and Julia McKenzie do a fantastic job as Miss Marple.

Then I got to "The Secret of Chimneys," Season 5 episode 2

and guys

Guys

So there's a murder of a viscount, like there is, and this detective Finch rolls up and immediately spots Miss Marple (in her NIGHTIE! standing at the window like some kind of hussy, honestly Jane) and doffs his cap to her with that little smile that makes you go, "huh."

At this point I've watched a couple dozen Miss Marple episodes where she goes through detectives like wildfire and this guy's supposed to be a "*guru*" so I'm expecting some battle of the egos or something and like, Stephen Dillane is great! But bleh, I might have to skip this one.

Then my dude asks Miss Marple to SHOW HIM THE BODY, with a pleased little smile at her as she goes "uhhhhhhhh but my knitting?" (He even does that thing where you use someone's honorific and wait for them to give you their name, and that's when I was like "ohhh this bitch knows exactly who she is.") What follows is what I can only describe as a meet-cute in the secret passageway where the viscount was shot (and in fact the body is STILL THERE) and where Miss Marple literally asks the police equivalent of "is there a Mrs Finch" and he looks at her like this:

At which point I'm like "ohhh my dude not only knows who she is, he deliberately came here without a sergeant so he could draft her," and sure enough he just starts...handing her pieces of evidence like "hey babe can you decipher this note for me thanks love you" while Miss Marple is like, "this approval and camaraderie coming from a cop... not sure if want."

Next is a series of romantic strolls through the gardens while they discuss murder, during which Finch reveals his undying love I mean his research into Miss Marple and the "dozen case files" of her previous exploits that he's collected like some deranged fanboy. Miss Marple responds to this by BLUSHING LIKE A SCHOOLGIRL and stammering about how pish tosh it's nothing really, and I couldn't find a gif of it but he's staring at her like this:

Yeah I bet u r tempted

He also makes a half-hearted attempt at negging her "amateur sleuth" status, only to then immediately assure her that he makes like, so much money being a big fancy detective and can keep her in all the yarn and garden seed she could ever desire.

There's also a late-night tryst at the compost pile right after Finch has been (mildly) poisoned and Miss Marple is like "men are so weak" as she roots through the garbage for clues.

Not how he wanted their first date to go D:

The next morning there's another murder which: bummer, but also allows the two of them to read love letters together and for Finch to give Miss Marple the following look as she explains how secret assignations among lovers can "quicken the ardor":

Miss Marple then goes onto solve the murders and btw hands over the priceless diamond that's been literally missing for two literal decades that she found in her spare time. The entire scene features Finch looking at her like this:

After the dust settles, Finch and Miss Marple have a lovely moment where he calls himself "another one of your casualties," then super casually mentions that he's probably going to have to go on assignment to use the diamond in a daring international espionage case and I can't decide if he's asking Miss Marple to go with him or simply trying to show her that he is cool and smart and would make an excellent wife, but either way the episode ends with her turning him down and Jane, we need to talk about your priorities.

Anyway I've already written 2K about the subsequent 10-year epistolary romance these two have following this episode because I make poor choices.

[scoops-stevie-archive]

@outpastthebrakers posted a thing about hospital security guard eddie and er nurse steve and @zerokrox-blog sent in a prompt for a steddie med school au, but despite working in a hospital, i don't know anything about med school other than it's 4 years of schooling and 4 years of residency, so i couldn't deliver on that part unfortunately. but i hope yall enjoy regardless!

"Are you gonna actually do something tonight, or are you just gonna sit there and look handsome like always?"

Steve pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose as he looks up from the computer and rolls his eyes.

"I could ask you the same thing, you know," he says, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms. "This is the third time you've been down here in the last," Steve checks his watch, "hour. Don't you have a parking lot to patrol or something?"

Eddie only laughs and hooks his thumbs into his belt loops. "Bold of you to assume they let me drive the car, big boy. Nah, Preston drives and I get to be the passenger princess I was born to be."

Steve snorts. He definitely doesn't pay attention to the looks the other nurses are giving them.

"Besides," Eddie continues. He leans his elbows on the counter of the nurse's station. "It's your fault I'm down here so often in the first place."

"Oh really?" Steve raises an eyebrow and doesn't hide the fact that he's checking out the tattoos on Eddie's forearms that are showcased by the short sleeves of his uniform shirt framing his biceps. Hospital uniform policy says minimal jewelry but Eddie's never been one for conformity so his fingers are adorned with rings of different size.

(Hospital policy also says that security staff are, under no circumstances, to physically harm violent patients or visitors, but that policy doesn't say anything about Eddie threatening to dole out a knuckle sandwich or two.)

Eddie tracks Steve's gaze and smirks. He taps his fingers on the counter in a rolling rhythm, his black nail polish accenting the flashiness of his rings.

Eddie leans in a little more (which isn't necessary because the counter is a foot above the desk Steve is sitting at) and almost purrs, public decency be damned, "Because, princess, if it weren't for you, I'd be stuck up in my office doing something boring, like reading." He places a hand on his chest. "As much as I love my dragon hoard of books, seeing your pretty face for twelve hours is a much better option."

Steve blushes and tries to sputter out a response, but the radio clipped to Eddie's shoulder goes off.

Eddie confirms the call and groans, dropping his head.

The moment is all Steve needs to compose himself. "Oh no," he frowns, insincere but his tone teasing. "You have to actually do your job. How awful."

Eddie mouths wordlessly back at him, mocking, but then grins and raps his knuckles on the counter once more, giving him a wink. "Don't miss me too much, sweetheart."

Steve tries to not watch as Eddie walks down the hallway, but god those pants fit him so well. He's always had a thing for tiny, perky asses.

"Steve."

Steve jumps and does not yelp like a child. He turns to see his colleague Jen. Jen's been working in the ER for a few years and is a spitfire with a heart of gold.

"You've been flirting with him for months and neither of you have made a real move on each other. What the hell? The betting pool Trent and Brett have is getting shallow."

The tips of Steve's ears start to burn. "Betting pool?!" He turns his chair around to the guys mentioned and they're very much making an effort not to look at him. "You guys are betting on us hooking up? How old are you, twelve?"

"Stevie," Jen sighs in a dramatic way that reminds Steve of Robin and it makes his heart clench. "You have turned down every single person in the vicinity since you started. Eddie is obviously into you and you're into him. I'm going to say this as nicely as I can because you're my favorite out of all the graduates: Please jump this man's bones so I can get my $50."

"My love life is only worth $50 to you?"

"Steve."

Steve groans and hits his head on the desk.

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Eddie outright moans when 7am rolls around and he's finally able to take off his uniform. He shoves the bulletproof vest and his holster belt into his locker and his shirt and pants into his dufflebag to be washed later.

God, he doesn't even want to think about laundry.

After he got the call that pulled him away from Steve, it was like the floodgates opened. Two code violets, one report of a car circling the ASU parking lot suspiciously, and three code browns that ended up being patients sneaking outside for a smoke.

He didn't blame them. With the night he had, he's regretting his decision to quit.

Eddie walks through the automatic doors at the entrance of the hospital after he's changed back into his civvies, and those regrets immediately disappear and his mood brightens when he sees who's waiting for him.

Wayne's van is parked in the drop off zone and the sliding door is opened. A bright grin stretches across Eddie's tired face as he gets closer to his little girl, happily squirming in her car seat and drinking juice out of her bottle.

"Da-dee!"

Eddie lets his bag slide off his shoulder and onto the ground but Wayne picks it up and puts it next to Emma's diaper bag.

"Hi, baby!" Eddie coos as he unbuckles her. "Good morning!" He kisses her cheek and buries his nose in her hair, a chesnut brown like her dad's, and cuddles her close. "I missed you so much. Did you have fun with papaw last night?"

"She fussed a little after you left but I got her settled," Wayne says. He holds up a McDonald's bag. "Decided she was gonna get an early start this morning so I figured yall could use some breakfast."

Eddie's stomach chooses the right time to growl and his mouth waters. Last he ate was a TV dinner around one in the morning. Eddie tells Wayne to pick a spot in the visitor's parking lot and then takes Emma back inside the hospital with him.

He doesn't see Steve when he gets to the ER.

"Hey, Steve hasn't left yet, has he?"

A nurse, Jen, Eddie thinks her name is, looks at him and immediately starts cooing at the (admittedly adorable) baby in his arms that's looking around with curious eyes and drinking her juice.

"Steve's in the locker room getting changed, he's just about to clock out. Who is this little cutie?"

Eddie grins and bounces Emma lightly. "This is Emma, my little monster. She gets all her cuteness from her other dad."

Jen's face falls for a second but before Eddie can ask what's wrong, Emma squeals way too loudly for a hospital at 7:30 in the morning and almost throws her bottle in her excitement.

"Da! Da!"

Steve looks just about as tired as Eddie feels and he can practically hear their bed calling their names. But Steve's eyes light up when he hears who's calling for him and a sort of puppy-like grin takes over his face, dopey and happy.

Emma is already reaching for him and Steve quickly strides over and takes her in his arms.

"Good morning, lovebug," Steve says, enveloping her in the gentlest hug he can muster. He breathes in her natural baby smell and closes his eyes.

Eddie's hand goes to his waist to keep him awake and Steve hums, opening his eyes and leaning into give Eddie a peck on the cheek.

"Morning, baby," he murmurs, all traces of teasing and flirting from the night before gone and replaced with open affection.

Steve doesn’t need to look at Jen to know her jaw is probably on the floor.

Eddie returns the kiss on Steve's lips. "Morning, sweetheart. Wayne’s waiting with breakfast outside. Seems like little miss princess here decided she was gonna wake up early, early today." He tickles Emma's tummy as he says this, causing her to laugh around her binky and try to push his fingers away.

"Food sounds so good right now," Steve practically whines.

Jen is still staring between the three of them. Steve smiles sheepishly.

"Sorry you didn't win your money. I should’ve told you, Eddie and I have been together for years. Emma's our daughter." He shifts Emma in his arms and gives everyone a wave. "I'll see you guys later."

He and Eddie walk out of the hospital hand in hand. They eat their breakfast in the parking lot and Wayne follows them to their house to stay up with Emma while Steve and Eddie get some much needed sleep.

When they go back into work later that evening, they fess up to everyone and Eddie gives Jen $50 right from his own wallet.

[teekays]

hello! if memory serves you are the blog that talked about boy band pretty as a marketing tactic (or something to that effect? the search function does not work so if i’m wrong i’m terribly sorry) and i was wondering if you would be willing to find someone from each team (can include prospects if you want) to create the ultimate nhl boy band. this is not a necessary thing to do, solely shits and gigs and if you ever feel like it doing it. have a lovely day!

HIIIIIII that WAS me and you sent this at the perfect time because i am at the laundromat with time to kill and i LOVE to discuss this.... let's chop it up.... a few disclaimers: this is subjective so don't get mad at me and i will be including prospects and ahl players where i know its applicable BUT for most of these teams i will be going off the main roster + looks alone because if i did a full deep dive vibes analysis on every team's roster and prospects it would take me like two months to answer this ask... you understand. we are being SHALLOW here today in the true spirit of the boy band industry. let's go!!!

carolina hurricanes: i know everyone wants me to say sebastian aho but he is 1) too old 2) too unsettling looking. the elf on the shelf is not boy band pretty im sorry 😭 i do love him but he's just not the vibe here... i will say based on looks either scott morrow or jackson blake and his 90s heartthrob hair. i want to say seth jarvis because he's my special pop pop but that does contradict almost everything i have said previously so i will not be biased but know that if he was a pop star i would be his biggest fan i would kiss his poster. and that's my truth

columbus blue jackets: in the interest of journalistic integrity i went to their roster instead of just saying it's obviously kj as the intimidating aloof one in the boy ("boy") band but actually i do think it's cole sillinger.... teen heartthrob. also i didn't know that he was born in columbus because his dad was playing for the team and his brother is also on the team??? imagine having a whole destiny like that and its for COLUMBUS OHIO 😭

new jersey devils: jack hughes. open and shut case argue with the WALL

new york islanders: NOT MAT BARZAL. HE LOOKS 35. STAND UP LADIES!!! lowkey i do not know any of these dudes and this roster is kind of busted as fuck 😭😭😭 (NOT ANTHONY DUCLAIR who is too old to be a boy band boy but who i do love) bargain bin team... anyway isaiah george YOU! are the only cute person the new york islanders

new york rangers: matt rempe. those pictures of him lounging around on the phone??? wow. no words. diva heartthrob behavior. it's sad what they're doing to him what are we doing to our beautiful queens :(

philadelphia flyers: after much careful deliberation.... i think denver barkey is taking it. denver is such a deeply boy band name tbh he was born for this!!! i know everyone thinks it's jamie (who i still forget is a flyer 😭) but can you imagine him on a stage? singing a song? they are reinventing shoegaze for him. negative star quality (AFFECTIONATE!!!!!!! LOVING!!!!!!!!!!!!)

pittsburgh penguins: well NOW the obvious answer is rutger mcgroarty... not even worth going through that senior center roster when he's there tbh sorry pens

washington capitals: AGAIN. SENIOR CENTER ROSTER. i had to go to their prospects page to find someone suitable and my vote is patrick leonard he's a cutie!!! also im so sorry to say this but my jaw dropped when i got to this guy why are you playing hockey you need to make a children's album RIGHT NOW. i know he could do a banger cover of the We're going on a bear hunt song. but i digress...

boston bruins: matthew poitras is adorable and exudes star quality NEXTTTT. shoutout also brett harrison who looks like a long lost jonas brother

buffalo sabres: JACK QUINNN JQUIZZY HIMSELF partly for looks mostly for vibes... he has extreme "jack dylan grazer vape apology video" energy and also he has that boyish charm... either him or devon levi (hot) not miss owen power for the same reasons as jamie. she could never be a pop star 😔 ryan mcleod used to be the oilers popstar boy but now he's got too much competition he's a little niche for the title

detroit red wings: my gut tells me simon edvinsson but a look at the roster tells me there is some competition in the form of amadeus lombardi... if we were discussing this two years ago mo seider would be the obvious answer but he's too grizzled now 😔

florida panthers: 🙄 here comes another busted fucking roster... i guess denisenko??? panthers are not really representing here....

montreal canadiens: ARBER <3 he's like the bad boy hottie in the boy band. the one that makes your dad shake his head when he sees him on tv

ottawa senators: wow the atlantic division is fucking WACK this was another case of like. okay i guess ill pick one of yous but REALLY? so congratulations jorian donovan YOU are in the boy band

tampa bay lightning: seriously what is going on in this division. jack finley looks like he was the closeted one in a boy band from the early 2000s but he's aged past that now and he has a husband and a wine brand.... so we will bring him back for nostalgia points. welcome to the team. also i have to be honest i thought of myself as pretty well acquainted with the ahl but the SYRACUSE CRUNCH? that's crazy

leafs: JOSEPH WOLL! boyish charm out the ears on that one. a real cutie

chicago: obviously it's bedard. we all know it's bedard. on the surface he has no charisma but he does have a certain kind of shy boy charm and he IS adorable... he's the one in the boy band who makes your mom tut over him like "he seems like a nice boy"

colorado avalanche: wow huge props to matt stienburg for having maybe the single most boy band roster photo i have seen yet... THIS is the guy they get in the boy band because he's already had huge success with his hit single called like, Heart React Girlfriend or whatever. this is jacob sartorius if he played hockey. this is chase dreams. this kid is going places

dallas stars: it's obviously wyjo, joining the ranks with cbedard as The Nice One <3

minnesota wild: okay i was going to say brock faber because every group needs a kevin jonas (SORRY BROCK) but WHO is kyle masters and why does he look like knockoff brendan brisson. budget briss. diet briss. we have briss at home.

nashville predators: this just reminded me cody glass is a penguin now 💔 anyway the preds have some STRONG contenders here wow.... jeremy hanzel is taking it but i think luke evangelista could pull it off... now if you asked me to be really subjective it would be ozzy wiesblatt who would also be the subject of much poster kissing and rigged "which member of the nhl boy band should you date" tests so i get him as the result but that's just me....

st louis blues: jeremie biakabutuka your radiant smile has charmed me.... welcome to the band....

utah whatevers: MONTANA ONYEBUCHI I AM SO FUCKING SORRY THE SHARKS DIDNT APPRECIATE YOU. BUT WE WILL..... also matt villalta kinda giving off brand kj... you could build a whole off brand version of that umich team just with guys from other teams i bet

winnipeg jets: dylan coghlan you will always be famous to ME but i fear you are a little too old for our purposes here.... other than him they kinda don't have a lot going for them.... brayden yager it is your time to shine as off brand owen power ♥️

anaheim ducks: some strong competition here... tz is the obvious choice but i think we need to think bigger... olen zellwegger please step forward....

calgary flames: matt coronato i am free on thursday if you would like to hang out on thursday when i am free and also join this boy band

edmonton oilers: yet another old ass roster 😭 they're lucky they got so many sabres because matt savoie is saving their asses rn

los angeles kings: angus booth is smizing in every single photo i saw of him so. come on now

san jose sharks: it's so obviously will smith i don't even know what we're doing here tbh

seattle kraken: tye kartye looks like he would be into white water rafting so he can be the nature guy in the boy band.... strong competition from tucker robertson but he's just a touch too gay porn for this vibe

vancouver canucks: JETT WOO... HELLO.... but also shoutout cole mcward for having 2014 gay youtuber phenotype. a connor franta troye sivan type face if ive ever seen one

vegas golden knights: BRISS ‼️‼️‼️ my little tabloid queen... not only is he in the boy band but he's in the news and the media. he was born to be a star. natural ham. child actor energy. alex holtz is also a strong contender for this but i think he's off on his own doing his little pop star solo act thing

this took way longer than laundromat time but it was worth it i had so much fun!!!!! thank you!!!!!!

[theninth09]

thinking about how liam almost fell to his death from the hospitals rooftop and then like very soon after that willingly went back to that same rooftop to help kira. and then during the whole ghost rider thing, he jumps VERY far down, again at the hospital, to get to the horse.

its just. liam constantly getting confronted with situations that were very traumatizing for him and always entering those situations head on. almost falling to his death, getting bitten and kidnapped and turned into a werewolf? goes back to that same rooftop to fight a monster very soon after that.

and liam is so terrified of the berserkers to the point hes scared to be alone, scared in the dark, too scared to fall asleep, so afraid that he cant focus on lacrosse, so scared that he keeps seeing/hallucinating? a berserker about to attack him and then he STILL decides to go to mexico??? stiles literally tells him that he doesnt have to come with them and liam goes "i know but i want to" WHAT THE FUCK? and its a full moon!

hes scared of losing control, hes been on edge bc of everything happening and scott not being there for him anyway and he still manages to control himself on the full moon and goes to fight the monsters hes terrified of anyway.

the whole thing with the berserker and how he got bitten both happened on the rooftop of the hospital. so hes had two traumatizing events happen there and he still jumps down during the wild hunt thing to get to the horse.

and he even says "i hate horses" RIGHT before it? and he still does it??? theo asks him if he knows how to ride a horse and he just says "not really!" and rides off anyway??? hayden asks him when he learned how to ride a horse and he just goes "right now" like???

moving on.

he has only bad memories with brett and still forces himself to confront him in front of EVERYBODY and be nice to him, knowing what brett is like. and when brett starts taunting and threatening him, he tries so hard to control himself, he makes himself bleed. brett is nothing but an asshole to him and liam still starts being kinda? weirdly? friends with him and asks brett for help with lacrosse, tries to save brett, feels guilty for bretts death even though it wasnt his fault.

oh and that fucking class room scene. he got beaten up so badly that he was absolutely COVERED in blood and would have so many serious injuries if it wasnt for his fast healing, he took that beating while his whole class was watching and laughing and his fucking teacher didnt intervene and just went "oh its better to leave them alone sometimes" and then when scott asks him to go back to that class, he STILL does it. he knows the whole school is full of people who want to kill him, he mentions that he hates biology and he still goes back to that fucking class full of people who stood there while he was coughing up blood on the floor. to that teacher, WHO WAS A WEREWOLF HERSELF, and still just took one look at his face and refused to help him. he went back to that class and did just as scott asked him to.

also: he knew what happened to him at that zoo and he still made the plan to go there himself bc apparently the plan was more important to him than his trauma. like im so serious, he just keeps going back and back into situations where he was hurt and helpless and alone and he sometimes mentions his discomfort or fear but he still does it. he just goes back to those situations and does whats necessary (or what he deems necessary) anyway. god i love him.

hes so brave like. gets attacked and poisoned and thrown down into a well to die? instead of despairing, he starts CLIMBING his way out of that well. falls back down, hurts himself punching the wall, thinks of his dad, starts climbing again.

he wants scotts approval and thinks he isnt a good leader but he still sticks to his ideas and goes through with them and takes full responsibility, proving to scott that hes capable. i mean fucking hell, he took a ghostriders horse and rode INTO the wild hunt. like who does that????

and because hes strong and aggressive he gets put into that brawn stereotype instead of brain but hes actually so smart. he comes up with plans constantly and he has quick thinking & good observation skills. like yeah hes a bit of a dumbass and says silly things but hes strong and capable and smart and brave and a good leader..

and god his character development in s6a. the way he tries to tell hayden that he can be the alpha but cant even get the words out bc clearly he doesnt believe them himself. and he tries to be a leader & hes GOOD at it, but he still doesnt believe in himself, thinks he doesnt deserve being team captain, doesnt ask for his friends help even though they're willing to follow his lead. and at the end of s6a when stiles tells him that hes the alpha now that scotts leaving, he just goes, all nonchalant, "im not an alpha" hes not worried about it or doubts himself or has trouble admitting that. hes not an alpha, obviously, but he doesnt have to be. he can be a leader, the alpha in acting or whatever without having to be The Alpha™

MY POINT IS: he goes through something extremely traumatic, struggles with fear and self doubt, doesnt even open up to his friends about it or ask for help and then still faces his fear and brings himself willingly right back into a situation that caused him trauma. my favorite reckless silly puppy...

[squadmuse]

ONE DAY, Part II

A WILL HALSTEAD X READER FIC (FT. JAY HALSTEAD X READER; PLATONIC)

A/N: Yet again a huge shout out to @deanstead for being such a great person and helping me out!! Hope everyone loves this… I’m a sucker for dad!Will and it’s my first time ever writing him

It was pandemonium.

Even with Jay’s entire body covering you, all you could hear were screams and cries for help and the shrill sound of the ambulances rushing to the scene alongside the police cars.

Everything seemed like it was starting to blur when the blue eyes of your brother-in-law swam into your view as he pulled you up off the ground and started checking you over.

“Y/N, please tell me you’re okay!” said Jay worriedly, looking everywhere twice to make sure you had been not been hit by any of the flying bullets that had cut through the sky. “Are you hurt, does the baby feel okay?”

You tried to steady your breathing as Jay held your hands, but it didn’t seem to be helping even though you had someone as patient and calm as your brother-in-law. “W-What h-happened?” you asked shakily, looking around as best you could. Mama Garcia’s restaurant was ruined, the windows were shattered and there were quite a few injured people sitting or laid around being attended to.

“Gang drive-by shooting, don’t worry about it, I’ve got Voight looking into it,” he stated as he followed your own gaze, and he pulled you away. “Hey, let's get you two away from this and checked out.”

Nodding, you agreed and walked out the door with Jay slowly guiding you. As you reached the ambulance, you were relieved to see the kind face of your best friend Sylvie there.

“Oh I didn’t know you’d be here, Y/N! I’m going to check you both over real quick,” said Sylvie quickly as she started checking your vital signs and blood pressure readings with efficiency and calmness. Jay still stood beside you diligently, his eyes following every move that Sylvie made.

“Are Y/N and the baby okay, Sylvie?” asked Jay seriously. He didn’t like how long it was taking your best friend to clear you, even though he knew she’d never rush a diagnosis. Sylvie shook her head at his words.

“I’m going to send you to Med, okay sweetheart,” smiled Sylvie gently. “Your blood pressure is still high, and I want to get scans too.”

Now it was your turn to feel worried, and you clamped down on your brother in all but blood’s hand tight. “All I’ve got is a sore back, and I’ve had that for the last week or so, we’re both fine,” you reasoned, looking between the two. Both of them shook their heads. There was going to be no fighting these two that you knew already. Jay Halstead and Sylvie Brett were seriously stubborn people, but you loved them all the same.

It didn’t take long for Sylvie to load you into her rig, Jay helping out as much as possible as Violet pulled Ambulance 61 out to drive. Sighing, you looked over at your brother-in-law who was staring at the floor.

“Jay… this wasn’t your fault,” you said softly, reaching out to hold his hand. He smiled a small smile yet shook his head.

“I know that, but I should’ve just brought you the food home, then you two wouldn’t be on your way to Med,” he reasoned, squeezing your hand gently.

You shrugged your shoulders. “It was my choice, and if you hadn’t been there then we’d both probably be dead right now!” you stated, but it didn’t do anything to calm Jay, and made him shudder violently.

“Don’t say that, I’ve already got to answer to Will when we arrive!” he replied tensely as he ran his hands through his short brown hair.

Both you and Sylvie looked at Jay in surprise.

“You haven’t phoned Will yet?” asked Sylvie, first from where she sat entering information into her iPad.

Jay shook his head. “It’s not that I’ve not tried, the git isn’t answering his cellphone,” he replied, and he ran his hands up and down his thighs anxiously.

“He might just be busy then, but Will will be grateful that we had you there, Jay,” you stated, holding onto one of his hands to stop him fretting. Even before you were pregnant, Jay had been extremely protective of you and now that you were, he would get bouts of anxiety over anything happening to you both.

Sylvie hummed quietly. “I can always send a message to Maggie, it goes direct through the system, that is if you’d like?”

You and Jay nodded, so Sylvie quickly went ahead and did it. At least then Will wouldn’t be surprised at the ambulance bay with your appearance.

———

It was as you were quietly talking away with Jay and Sylvie about the baby when you felt a pain like no other, and you couldn’t help but cry out.

Instantly, both of them were at your side and Sylvie was right away checking your vital signs and checking your body. “What’s wrong?” asked Jay as you clenched down on his hand again.

You couldn’t answer him as you could only clench your teeth as Sylvie poked and prodded with different machines and her hands. A broad smile lit up her face and she looked quite happy.

“I think someone is going into labor!” she said excitedly.

You sat there in shock before turning to look at Jay… but you couldn’t help the giggle that slipped from your lips as you saw his expression. He had turned white, and his mouth literally hung open. It was like nothing you’d ever seen before on Jay Halstead’s face.

“Please tell me you’re joking, Sylvie!” you said with your eyes wide. You did not want to give birth in an ambulance, and especially without your husband at your side. She shook her head.

“Contractions are coming fast, sorry!” smiled Sylvie as she inserted some low level pain medicine into you. “But we’re nearly there, and then you’ll be up in OB.”

Shakily, you nodded and closed your eyes.

Today had turned out to be one of those days.

———

Unsurprisingly, Will was the first person to open up your ambulance.

“Oh god, Y/N! What happened?” exclaimed your husband as he helped take your gurney out of the ambulance. He looked like he had run a marathon and his hair looked even crazier than usual.

You sniffled. “I don’t know Will! One minute Jay and I were having lunch together, then there were bullets flying everywhere,” you replied, cuddling into Will best you could as he and Sylvie rushed you into Med, with Jay following close behind. “I’m so sorry!”

Will shook his head affectionately, and smiled softly. “Hey, hey, I’m just glad you and our little guy are safe, that’s all that matters okay?” he stated, caressing the side of your face. “Jay and you have nothing to apologize about.”

Sighing, you nodded, watching as Will added even more monitors to you as Sylvie removed the ambulance ones. You smiled as she went to leave.

“I’m coming back, okay!” she giggled. “I’m not missing anything about this baby, and especially not the birth!”

You chuckled. Sylvie had been absolutely thrilled when you had announced the pregnancy and thrown herself into helping plan and organize the baby shower, gift registry, nursery, outfits and more. “Wouldn’t dream of it!” you replied, watching as the blonde walked away back to the rig with Violet.

“Anyway Mama, it looks like we’re going to get you up to Obstetrics,” grinned Maggie as she entered your treatment room. “Baby Red is on the way!”

Will and you both chuckled. It felt like the entire Emergency Department was excited about your and Will’s little one’s imminent arrival, as they had been for months, much like Sylvie and Jay. “Here’s hoping it’s an easy birth,” you said, leaning against Will’s side.

Now it was Jay’s time to chuckle and you turned to look at him. “Oh, you haven’t heard the story about Will’s birth?” he asked, and you shook her head. “Well apparently Mom was in labor for twenty-four hours, but you’re much less stubborn than my brother so you’ll do much better.”

Oh, sweet shiitake mushrooms.

———

It had not been quite so twenty-four hours, but after twenty-three hours, you and Will had finally become parents.

Madeleine Theresa Halstead had been born, screaming at the top of her lungs and covered in blood and fluids, but she was the most beautiful thing you and Will had ever seen in your lives.

Will had cried as he had cut her cord and brought her over to you. Your daughter was absolutely tiny, with minuscule fingers and toes and the cutest little nose too. Coming in at 7lb 8oz, she was absolutely perfect.

“Here we were thinking she was going to be a little boy,” chuckled Will softly as he sat beside you in your hospital bed. You had been moved into a private room, and it was just what you, Will and little Madeleine needed. “Somehow Gabriel Patrick Halstead doesn’t quite fit.”

You smiled, but you hadn’t stopped smiling ever since you had brought your daughter into the world. “Jay knew, somehow,” you whispered as Madeleine slept in your arms, swaddled in the blanket that you had knitted months ago.

“My brother, the pregnancy guru,” laughed Will as he kissed your head, watching to make sure Madeleine didn’t stir. “We still good on who we picked for godparents?”

“Of course, they’re perfect.”

Will nodded. “I think Maggie has had everyone gather in the waiting room. Do you want to bring them in?” he asked. You nodded silently and watched as Will wandered out the door.

Cuddling Madeleine closer to you, you sighed. You had never felt so much happiness and love as you had for your little girl. “You’ve got a great daddy, Maddie,” you whispered to her. “We’re so lucky to call him ours.”

Madeleine grumbled softly in her sleep, and you could only whimper a soft noise as she somehow made the same face as Will, her father, did whenever he was asleep. It seemed she even had even inherited his auburn hair also.

You were still absolutely enamored with your daughter when the door to your room opened up again and a small group of people slowly made their way in alongside your husband.

Jay was there, grinning. It seemed he had bought the biggest pink teddy bear he could find. It was easily four times the size of his niece, your daughter. Sylvie was there too, bubbling away with anticipation about getting to meet your daughter. Matt was at her side, grinning happily as he held onto a big pink balloon and white bunny rabbit toy. Maggie had come and so had April, Connor and Daniel, some of your and Will’s closest friends at work. It seemed that word had spread fast that the newest Halstead had been born, and the first Halstead girl in three generations to boot. Cindy and Christopher Herrmann were there, also bearing gifts, and so were Kim and Adam with their little girl Makayla, who was asleep in her father’s arms.

Will quickly sat down beside you, and you softly placed Madeleine into her father’s strong arms.

“Everyone, we’d like you all to meet our daughter, Madeleine Theresa Halstead,” said Will proudly, as he smiled down at his little girl in his arms. The little group cheered so softly and one by one made their way to meet the newest member of their family of sorts.

“Congratulations, she’s absolutely adorable,” grinned Jay as he hugged Will, taking care not to hurt his niece any way. “Mom and Dad would be so proud of you.”

“Thanks, Jay. I just wish Madeleine could’ve met them.”

“She’s going to know them in a way, we’ll make sure of it. It’s a nice touch to give mom’s name to Madeleine as her middle name too.”

Madeleine had woken up in Sylvie’s arms, and yet she had not made much of a noise. Her little gaze seemed to be enamored by your best friend and you giggled. “I think that means she likes her godmother Auntie Sylvie!”

Sylvie’s eyes bugged out of her head at your words. “Oh… you chose me?” she asked softly, tears pooling in her eyes at the fact you and Will wanted her as Madeleine’s godmother.

Will nodded. “If it hadn’t been for you and Matt actually getting us two together, we’d not be here,” he told Sylvie, who nodded, before carefully passing the baby to her boyfriend, who expertly held the baby with a smitten tenderness. It was true, even though you and Will worked in the same hospital department, it had taken so long for either of you to make a move that Sylvie had taken it upon herself, roping in Matt too, to get you both together.

Sylvie hugged you tight. "I already love that little angel so much. She's so precious!" she smiled, wiping her tears. "Who would've thought that what I did would cause all this?"

“That one day was all it took, and now look where we all are.”

[feyhunter78]

Flowers on Your Doorstep

Art cred: Panprika (y'all have no idea how long I searched for this pic, I was losing my mind)

Description: After you bail on lunch, Miguel finds himself seeking advice on how to deal with your cold shoulder.

You’re ignoring him, phone on do not disturb, dodging him on campus and you’re even skipping lab. Of course, the TA said you emailed saying you were sick, but Miguel doesn’t believe it.

He knows you, knows you always push through, that you never skip lab because you’re too afraid you’ll miss something important, and your grades will slip. You’re not sick, this is something else. Something that you won’t tell him, and Brett won’t tell him either.

So, he turns to his next best option, Mina. She’s laying on Gabriel’s bed like she owns it, phone in hand, the room smelling faintly of weed. First, she glares at him, and then clicks her tongue disappointedly, sighing, “you just had to go running around with Ava again, huh?”

“Bro really?” Gabriel groans from his desk, spinning around in his chair to face Miguel. “She’s the fucking worst.”

“She just needed someone to talk to, she doesn’t trust anyone else, I was just being nice.” He says, massaging his temples as Mina continues to click her tongue, the tsk, tsk, tsk sound starting to give him a headache.

“You know what she does to you.” Mina chides, pushing herself up into a sitting position.

He does, he knows it all too well. Ava brings out the worst in him, she corrupted him, as you might say. But she’s still a person he once cared about, even if she stomped on his heart and threw it in a gutter, all the while laughing with her new boyfriend.

“She’s changed, she and Kyle broke up.” He shouldn’t be defending her, he knows that, but there’s still a part of him that wants to prove it wasn’t a mistake to love her.

“Oh again? What is this the twelfth time? I’m sure it’ll last this time around.” She deadpans, raising a perfectly arched brow at him.

Gabriel snickers, then gives Miguel a half-hearted apologetic look.

“What does this have to do with y/n, Mina?” He says tersely, running a hand through his hair, frustration burning, licking at his heels. He just wants to leave, to find you and beg you to tell him what he did wrong.

“She likes you, dumbass, and then she found out you’ve been hanging around Ava, while you’ve been hanging with her. What do you think that looks to her?” Mina asks, her expression making it clear to him that the answer should be obvious, and that she thinks he’s stupid.

He’s going to be sick.

“I—I would never—it’s not like that, I don’t want Ava back, I was just trying to be nice, I didn’t think…”

“Yeah, I can tell.” Mina scoffs, going back to her phone and tapping it a few times.

His stomach churns as he thinks back to earlier this week, the way Ava dragged him away, distracted him with stories from back when they were dating, good ones, funny ones. It was only meant to be a short conversation, you were supposed to get lunch, like always, he wanted to get lunch with you, like always.

He can picture it now, you hiding behind the Sig Epp letters watching him, watching the way Ava still didn’t understand boundaries and put her hands all over him. He could hear the tears coating your voice when he called you, it was like a knife through his chest and he just wanted to go to you. Wanted to wipe away your tears and do something, anything he could, to make it better.

“Look Miguelito just apologize, maybe bring some flowers and wear that sad puppy dog look you’ve got perfected.” Gabriel chimes in, stretching his arms above his head, before standing and approaching him, squeezing his shoulder empathetically. “You can never go wrong with flowers.”

Gabriel was wrong, very, very wrong.

You take the flowers Miguel offers you as he stands on your doorstep, patient, anxious, stomach still twisted in knots.

“Did Ava not want these or…?” You ask, inspecting the flowers with a detached look.

“No—no, I mean, they’re for you, only for you.”

“Oh, okay so she got her own, cool, cool.” You say, placing the flowers on the entryway table next to your door and crossing your arms over your chest.

“I didn’t get Ava flowers.”

“Okay.” You say, foot tapping against the wood laminate of your doorway.

“She’s my ex-girlfriend, we dated for a while, she cheated on me.” He admits in a rush.

Your frigid expression melts into something softer. “I—I didn’t know that.”

He rubs his neck sheepishly. “I don’t like to talk about it. It was a really rough time in my life. But her and I are over, I don’t have any lingering feelings for her.”

“Brett told me. He’s seen you and her together, both before we got close, and after…” You wrap your arms around yourself, your eyes downcast. “If you still have feelings for her, I get it, she’s gorgeous, and you guys have a lot of history.”

“I don’t have feelings for her, we broke up the summer before my freshman year here. She just transferred in at the beginning of this year, and she’s been having problems with her boyfriend. I guess she hasn’t really made any friends, so she’s been leaning on me.”

“And you’re too nice to say no to her.” Your voice is soft, tainted with sadness.

“I told her to find someone else, after you canceled lunch, she wanted to keep talking, keep flirting with me because she knew her ex would see us. I said no.”

You look up at him, half in hope, half in disbelief, it’s written all over your face. “Yeah?”

He nods.

You bite your lip then release it slowly, picking the flowers back up. “These are really pretty.”

He gathers his courage. “Just like you.”

A smile flits across your face. “Thank you.”

“I’m sorry I gave you the wrong impression with Ava, I shouldn’t have left you stranded while I talked with her, we had prior plans, and I should have stuck to them.”

“It’s okay.” You tell him, holding the flowers to your chest.

He wants to ask you if what Mina said was true, if you feel the same way he does, but it feels wrong somehow. Like it would cheapen the moment.

“Do you want to come in and see our costumes for the dance?” You ask, taking a step back and allowing him entry.

Directly connected parts: Jealousy, Jealousy (previous part) and Semiformal Kisses and Cat Fights (takes place after this current part)

TL: @bat-bae, @nyctophilic0vitnir, @smokeywhalee, @obi-mom-kenobi, @prowlingforfood, @penggion, @crystal-crax, @oharasfilipinawife, @generalkenobitrash, @melsimps, @chrishy973, @farrowroyale, @palesatan, @scaryplanetdestroyer, @denzmallows, @36namey, @scoobysnakz, @ihateuguys, @idkbros-world @smartyren, @deputy-videogamer, @blackrose8425

[luke-hughes43]

jack request :))

the reader and jack have been together since they were both 17 having grown up together being best friends so she’s been there for everything with him, i know jack had a bad hit early this season i don’t remember exactly what game it was but the reader was there and remembers the last time he had the bad when he was a rookie and is extremely worrierd and rushed right off down the medical where there taking jack and jack definitely noticed her looking anxious when she walked into the room where they were checking on him and he just holds his hand out towards her and she is quick yo walking across the room holding his hand feeling his pulse and slowly calming down especially with jack thumb softly brushing her hand back and forth, maybe just a soft moment once the doctor leaves as she is still really worrried especially jack is injured and will probably be out for a few games but jack is also really sad so he just hurried his head against her stomach where stands next to him and she brushes her hands through his curls calming him down

oh! i love a good best friends to lovers trope. it's my fav! and i added a fun little happy ending.

so yes. reader and jack have been together for 6 years, he's working on proposing bc there's no one else he can picture in his life. especially after she stuck by him during his rookie year.

and she's so good with luke and helping him adjust to life in big leagues and just being a good eprson for advice.

but with with reader being there since jack's rookie season, she's been there through all of the injuries. after 4 years, you'd think she'd be used to it but she's not. she knows that injury is apart of the game but she still hates seeing jack get hurt.

when he took that big hit, she was freaking out. like pacing the wag suite and everything. checking ehr phone every 5 seconds waiting until she could go down and see him. brett's wife (or girlfriend idk if they're married or not) and toffoli's wife are trying to help keep her calm but it's not working.

she get's word that she can come down and see him and so she sprints down there. she immediately goes over and hugs him the best she can. they both let out breaths that they didn't know they were holding in.

jack says a bunch of reassuing words to her to help calm her down knowing how she gets when he gets hurt. he takes her hand and rubs his thumb across her knuckles to help calm her down and it does. he rests his head against her stomach letting her run her fingers thorugh his hair since it's something that calms the both of them.

he mumbles against he stomach, "marry me?"

"what?"

"marry me? this is totally not how i wanted to do this but i love you and i want to spend the rest of my life with you. you've been there supporting me through everything and i am so hopelessly in love with you that it isn't even funny. i have the ring and had a whole thing planned out but i don't care, just marry me?"

"yes. a million times yes. of course i'll marry you j."

they share a soft kiss and some happy tears before getting jack up and ready to go home. reader does say, "i'm not marrying you until after you get healed. and we're having a wedding and not just doing it at a court house."

"deal. i love you."

"i love you too j."

[lowliest-manifestations]

Okay! I'm finally putting together some of my more specific Bending the Willow thoughts and this passage:

"Perhaps it was as Jeremy Brett noted: 'Women want to possess him, while men want to be him.' There is certainly some truth in that statement, but the idea is incomplete. I believe male readers not only identify with Holmes, but also experience, in the same way that D. H. Lawrence identified what he referred to as a 'blood consciousness' between men, a kind of spiritual closeness akin to love."

Is making me the kind of insane that makes me want to write like 17 essays. But in absence of the time needed to actually do that here are some of my main thoughts in a more disorganized fashion:

Overall I've noticed a really wild amount of gender essentialism within Sherlockian communities/ scholarship, and I know that a lot of that can be chalked up to the fact that even modern writings are done mostly by older white men, but I also think there's something about the text itself that encourages this. Sherlock Holmes is pretty fucking victorian about gender (Irene Adler occupies a weird space but I do not believe she is in any way exempt from those attitudes.) and I think sometimes scholars find themselves reflecting the values of a text that they do not want to admit is imperfect.

I think this passage pinpoints exactly how a lot of people gender their expectations of how reader are to interact with Sherlock Holmes and texts like it, and Sherlock Holmes in turn becomes kind of weird for women to interact with. For the most part people want to see themselves somewhere in the text, but women in particular are told that we cannot find ourselves within the main character. Some people may be fine with that, lots of people don't want to relate to Holmes and their enjoyment of the text does not come from seeing themselves in that particular character. Some women also genuinely want to relate to the text by fantasizing about being in a relationship with Holmes, and more power to them, but their feeling is not a default, no matter how hard anybody pretends it is.

The fact is that plenty of women do want to be Holmes, and they face an interesting dilemma if they are trying to hold that while still operating under the framework hinted at in this passage. Instead of projecting onto him directly they must find ways to be close to him, be a reflection of him, be him but a girl (without replacing him! don't worry!). I think that's why there's sooo much fiction out there about secret sisters, female apprentices, wit-matching lovers etc. (I myself would pretend to be Sherlock Holmes' secret daughter as a kid. I bought into this shit!)

This framework is also not particularly normal about men who may not see themselves in Holmes at all and who may, in fact, also be capable of fantasizing about having a relationship with him! Queer men exist! (within this passage in fact.) And I know Stuart Davies did not mean to acknowledge this when he wrote of "a kind of spiritual closeness akin to love." but he does put it somewhat homoerotically in a way that left me reeling a little bit.

I do understand the feeling described by Stuart Davies, even if the way he writes of it makes me laugh a little in its dramatics. I simply do not think it is a feeling exclusive to men... I don't think any feelings are exclusive to any gender. And in the end I think that's the idea that really frustrates me.

Of course this passage is also from 1996, it's a product of its time, I get it. I also know that people have had More expansive/critical/interesting ideas about Sherlock Holmes in relation to gender before and since it was written, and I don't think it reflects what everyone really believes. BUT I do think it hit the nail on the head of a phenomena I have noticed since childhood and affirmed that I wasn't imagining things. While also being. Kind of funny.

[themultifandomgal]

Matt Casey- Hospital Hostage

"What have we got?" I ask Brett who's pushing in the gurney

"John Doe. Gunshot wound to the abdomen. Intubated in the ambo"

"Maggie?"

"Trauma room 2. I'll page Dr Rhodes" Maggie tells me. Before I know it my brother is in the room

"3, 2, 1" he says and we move the victim onto the bed. Connor assessed the wound "we needs to get up to surgery" Connor pulls the railings up on the bed

"YN can you come to the nurses desk?" Maggie asks peaking her head in

"Errm..."

"It's fine go. We'll be ok" April says taking my spot

"If your sure"

"Yes go" I leave trauma room 2 and head to the nurses desk when I see my ex Jordan. Confused I walk over to him him

"What are you doing here?" I cross my arms over my chest

"To bring you home"

"Home? I haven't lived there for 2 years. Since you were having sex with my best friend in our bedroom"

"Come on baby it was a mistake"

"Leave. Now before I call security" I turn around and start to walk away when I hear a click and screams

"Turn around and face me" slowly I turn around to face him "well at least you still fucking listen"

"Oh my god" Maggie gasps putting her hands up as Jordan points the gun at her

"Phones now" Jordan shouts. Everyone in the room pushes their phones towards us "pick them up!" Jordan nods towards Maggie who quickly picks the phones up and walks to the nurses desk

"YN lock the front doors"

"I can't do that. There's sick people on their way here. Put the gun down and we can talk"

"No!" He now points the gun towards me "no it's to fucking late for that. You had your chance to come home"

"So what's your plan here? You gonna shoot me? Because if you do you'll be going to jail for a very long time. You don't want that. So put the gun down" Jordan looks panicked. He looks around the room and grabs a young girl, late teens maybe

"Get down. All of you" he shouts putting the gun to the girls temple

"Ok. Ok" we all lower ourselves slowly. Maggie and I sit next to one another "why are you doing this? Why now?"

"You've moved on. Your fucking someone else. Your meant to be my girlfriend"

"Ok ok you have me. I'll break up with my boyfriend and I'll go with you" Jordan starts laughing like a mad man. He pushes the teenage girl down who crawls back to a woman who I'm guessing is her mother

"No because the only reason you want to come with me is because of this" Jordan waves his gun around

"Fine. Then just take me hostage. I'll go with you quietly wherever you want. The police won't find us, but if you carry this on the police will arrive and there's only one of you"

"Fuck" he groans

"Look around there's so many sick people in here who will die without treatment"

"I can't do that! Fuck!"

"I pressed the emergency button. Intelligence will be here soon" Maggie whispers

"Shut up shut up or I'll shoot"

Sirens are heard, getting closer and closer

"Who the fuck rang the police!" Jordan yells

"Your not letting people into the hospital. Someone outside probably rang them"

"Shut the hell up!" Jordan points the gun to me again

"Mags we gotta get people out of here"

"Got anything in mind?"

"I'll distract him, you get people out the front"

"Ok be careful" Maggie squeezes my hand. I get up and slowly walk over to Jordan

"Jordan please. People are going to die if you carry on. Look I'll go with you, wherever you want to go. I might not be in love now but I'm sure if you took me away somewhere I'll fall in love with you again"

"You don't mean that"

"I do. I promise you I do. Just put the gun down and we can leave together" Jordan holds the gun towards the floor and pulls me into a hug. I wrap my arms around him and look at Maggie who's letting intelligence in. Jordan may not be pointing at anyone now but he's still holding the gun. I pull away from him and take a step back

"Put the gun down!" Voight shouts

"You bitch" I close my eyes and hear a gun shot, but no pain. Slowly opening my eyes I look at the floor and see Jordan's lifeless body

"YN you ok?" Jay walks up to me slowly

"Yeah" I nod my head a little "I'm ok"

"Erin let Matt in he's going bat shit crazy out there" Erin walks out and in runs Matt. I run towards Matt, wrapping my arms around his neck. Tears run down my face as I burry it in his neck

"Shhh shhh your ok. Your ok" he runs a hand in my hair trying to calm me down

"YN take the rest of the day off" I hear Goodwin say to me but I don't acknowledge her

"How did you know what was going on?" I ask Matt

"Voight rang us to be on stand by just in case things escalated. Come on let's get you home" I give a little nod but cling on to Matt as he carries me outside

"Phone if you need anything" I hear Severide tell Matt

"Thank you. See you tomorrow"

With that Matt carries me to his car and drives us home.

[callsign-dexter]

Two Hearts, One Firehouse

Request: Ohhhh thank you so much 😊 It would be an idea where you're Kelly Severides half sister and on duty at Ambulance 61, but also having a crush on Gallo and vise versa but Kelly does not approve. So the mood between you both is not the best as he doesn't want you to be one of his girls. So as the ambulance one time gets in an accident and 51 comes to your rescue, Kelly notices how worried Gallo is and how he wants to make sure your okay. So Kelly gives him a chance and he finally asks you on a date and it's all fluffy ? Hope that's okay 🩷

Pairings: Severide!Younger!Sister!Reader x Blake Gallo

Warnings: inaccurate medical talk, car crashes, hospitals, angst, fluff, blood, cursing

Masterlist

You had lived with your mother and your half brother, Kelly Severide, you had the same mother but different fathers. That did stop the two of you being like full siblings with him being a month older, yes you were the younger sister of Kelly Severide. Your step-father had decided to adopt you so you took on his last name. You loved your family and you stuck beside Kelly most of the time. You and he were similar in more ways than one and it was a little scary. So similar that you both had decided to go through the same career paths, though you went paramedic route and he went firefighter route and later to squad. You always loved helping people. You loved it so much that you had decided to make a career out of it and you haven’t looked back since. It started when you were on the way home from school and had passed an accident and so you helped them and that is where the spark started and it grew. You both were lucky enough to go through the fire academy together and had each other for support and once you graduated you both were lucky to get the same firehouse. 

When you started to work for Chief Boden at Firehouse 51 with your brother you made fast friends with everyone but then again that is just who you are and you wouldn’t change it for the world. You really became friends with your fellow Ambulance 61 crew, first it was Gabriela Dawson and Leslie Shay and then it was Gaberila and Sylvie Brett. You loved them all and was devastated about what happened to Leslie but you put on a brave face and moved on. It was the same with your brother, he loved her just about as much as he loved you but she didn’t swing for his team, and you both had each other to lean on. You welcomed anyone who had come onto it no matter how long they were staying there. Gabriela Dawson, Sylvie Brett, and you became the second dream team on Ambo 61 after Gabriela, Leslie, and you.

While you made fast friends with everyone at the firehouse there was one person in particular that you had fallen madly in love with and you could say the same for him. Who is it you ask? Blake Gallo. The tall, dark haired, brown eyed, handsome, male that worked with your brother on Truck 81 when he was there before Squad. Kelly liked Blake and thought he was a good guy but when he started seeing how Blake looked at you and they way you got all happy and smiley he knew something was up. You see, Blake didn’t have a good dating history, he had several fling and an ex-girlfriend and when he did get in a relationship it seemed like it didn’t last long it was over, Kelly didn’t like that. He also didn’t like that he was trying to make moves on you while doing it with another girl. You and Blake hung out a lot especially with your brother and other friends down at Molly’s, a bar for first responders and other guests are allowed to be there but it is mainly a hang out for first responders. 

Currently everyone was out at Molly’s celebrating a successful shift and to just relax and have the weight of the days melt away and it worked so well. You and Kelly had just arrived at the bar since you both lived together and you both rode together. “Oh man am I ready for a drink.” You said eyeing the bar and all of the alcohol and your brother chuckled.

“You can say that again. Just make sure you don’t drink too much. I don't want a repeat of what happened on your birthday.” He said and you grimaced. You, Sylvie, Gabriela, Stella Kidd, your brother’s girlfriend and your best friend, and Natalie Manning, Will Halseatd’s current girlfriend and your friend, Hailey Upton, Jay Halstead’s partner and girlfriend, and Kim Burgess, Adam Ruzek’s partner and girlfriend,  had partied way to hard and several shots were taken and after several more drinks and several more bars a very drunk you were being dropped off to your brother at your guys’ apartment. That night was filled with very drunk talk about anything and everything, especially about your crush on Blake and lots of time in front of the toilet. You tended to tell the truth when you were drunk. You ended up passed out in your brother’s arms on the bathroom floor and after a while he carried you to your room and held you all night and was there when you got sick.

“Never again. That was so bad.” You said and he chuckled and side hugged you and kissed your temple which made you smile and lean into him. You both then spotted Jay and Will, Connor Rhodes, Antonio Dawson, Hailey, Kevin Atwater, Kim, Adam, and Gaberila and several of your other friends and you made your way over to them. “Hey guys!” You said and they looked up and smiled.

“Hey!” They all said and each and everyone hugged you and the night started. 

“How long have you all been here?” You asked taking a seat beside Jay.

“Not long. We were about to get a pitcher for the table. You two want in?” Connor asked 

“Yes please.” You and Kelly said at the same time and everyone laughed. It was not an uncommon occurrence for you both to say things at the same time. 

“Why don’t you come with us?” Hailey and Kim said to you and you nodded because you knew the real reason, they wanted to gossip without the boys.

“Count me in.” You said and followed them to the counter. You flagged down Stella and you told her what you wanted and then the three of you were left to chat. 

“So… how is it going with you and Blake?” Kim asked and you looked at her.

“What do you mean?” You asked 

“We’ve seen how cozy cozy you both have gotten with each other.” She said and the others nodded.

“There is nothing going on. He doesn’t like me like that. Besides, he has a girlfriend.” You said and they smirked.

“You keep telling yourself that but there is definitely something going on. He also just walked in and it seems to me that he is looking around for you.” Hailey said and that had  you spinning around and saw him and when his eyes met yours and he smiled which caused you to look down and blush. 

“Ohhh he is walking over here.” Kim said with an edge in her voice and she smirked. 

“No he is not.” You said and Hailey smiled.

“Yes he is and he is here.” She said 

“Hello ladies. How is it going?” He asked and you looked up at him, his eyes on you the entire time.

“Doing good. Just grabbing a pitcher and taking it to the table.” Kim said and pointed over to the group consisting of the boys. “Wanna join?” She asked and he shook his head.

“No thank you. I’m meeting some of the guys here.” He said and pointed over to a table you had become so quiet and your cheeks felt like they were on fire. Stella came back with the pitchers and glasses and Blake’s drink choice.

“You guys go on. I’m gonna hang out here for a minute.” You said and they smirked but you had yet to break eye contact with Blake. Stella took that as a hint and brought you your favorite beer choice. 

“Don’t have too much fun.” Kim said and you nudged her and they laughed and walked on.

“You look beautiful tonight.” He said and you smiled “I mean you look beautiful everyday.” He said rambling.

“It’s ok I get it. You only see me in uniform and my hair up.” You said looking down as he took a seat next to you.

“Either way you still look absolutely gorgeous.” He said. “How are you?” He asked and you looked up unaware of how your brother was watching and glowering at the back of your guys’ heads.

“I'm doing good. Last call was a little nerve-wracking but we got through it.” You said as you took a drink of your beer that Stella had set in front of you silently and smirking as she did so. “You?” You asked and smiled.

“Been doing good. My day gets better every time I get to see you around.” He said and you blushed and looked down making some hair fall into your face. He slowly reached over and tucked it behind your ear his touch sent electricity through your body and you found yourself leaning in to him. It was no secret that you liked, no loved, each other and had major crushes on each other. 

Meanwhile Kelly was fuming and everyone was smirking. They knew how protective he was over you. “Look at them. They are way too close to each other.” He said, taking a drink of his beer while watching you.

“Oh come on Kelly.” Jay said while taking a drink and then began talking again “They are so painfully in love with each other that it's almost cringe worthy watching them.” He added and everyone nodded in agreement. 

“Well I don’t like it.” He said, pulling a pouting face.

“Why?” Will asked and he turned to him.

“He is only going to break her heart. I don’t want that for my sister. I hate seeing her upset.” He said and they all smiled.

“Your sister and Blake are madly in love with each other and the flirting says so. I don’t think I’ve seen him with another girl since he broke up with his last one in the beginning stages of him being at the firehouse.” Matt said and Gaberila nodded. “Do you trust your sister?” He asked and immediately Kelly nodded.

“1000%. I just want her to be hurt. She’s been hurt in the past and it took such a toll on her. If I wasn’t there I don’t know what would’ve happened to her.” Kelly admitted.

“What happened?” Connor asked

“She was in love with a guy and they seemed to have loved each other. They moved in together and got engaged. They were going to get married. On what was supposed to be their wedding day I found him and her best friend, your bridesmaid, hooking up and I really mean fucking in their room on their bed. I was furious. I chewed them both out and pretty much made them tell her what had happened. It took a toll on her, it sent her into a depressive state but she never did anything to hurt herself but that doesn't mean I wasn't worried. I was there every step of the way until she got better and lots of therapy. It took her awhile to get over it, I don’t think she got totally over it until we started working at Firehouse 51. She was scared to let herself get attached or date and as big brother I promised I would protect her at all cost.” Kelly finished, eyes focused on the two of you.

“What happened with her ex-fiance and ex-friend?” Hailey asked and Kelly looked at her.

“They got engaged a month later and married a year later. They had the decency to send her a save the date. She didn’t end up going to the wedding and as far as I know they haven’t tried to contact her.” Kelly said.

“Oh that is horrible. What are their names?” Adam asked, the entire Intelligence crew and Med crew grew to love you and treat you like a sister and a daughter to Hank Voight and Alvin Olinsky, before he passed away.

“Tyler Wattson and Ana Hopkins.” Kelly said, taking a drink.

“Didn’t we just have Tyler start working at Med?” Connor asked Will and he thought about it and nodded.

“We did. Just about two weeks ago. But he took vacation just a couple of days ago for a month” Will said “He seemed like a nice guy but now that we know the truth it makes us look at him differently now.” He added and Connor nodded. The rest of the night Kelly watched you and Blake talk and laugh together and what really grinded his gears was that you both were flirting with each other. 

“Alright that is it. I’m calling it a night.” Kelly said and threw some money down to pay for half of his beer and then stalked over to you without saying goodbye to the others. “Y/N, we are leaving.” He said and you looked at him.

“I’m not done here. I don’t want to go yet.” You said, Blake could see a fight about to happen.

“Hey, I’ll make sure she gets home safely.” He said and Kelly looked at him for a split second.

“Fine. I’ll see you at home, Sis.” He said and hugged you and kissed your temple and you leaned into his hug.

“I’ll see you at home.” You said and then watched as Kelly stormed out of the house. “What is up his ass?” You asked and Blake shrugged.

“Who knows. Let us finish out the night together.” He said and you blushed and nodded.

“That sounds like a perfect plan.” You said and that is what you both did. By the time you both were ready to leave it was 12 AM and Blake was putting money on the counter to pay for his and your drinks and then he was throwing an arm around you and leading you outside to the Uber he had called since that is what he took here and the both of you have been drinking and in no shape to drive. The Uber drive to yours and Kelly’s apartment was super quick and filled with small talk and giggling. Blake told the driver to wait and he nodded and Blake walked you in and up to your apartment. “Thank you for a good time tonight.” You said as you arrived at the door and he smiled.

“Anytime.” He said and then you were smiling and blushing while looking down. You opened the door and stepped inside and shut the door. You turned around to find Kelly there.

“Holy shit.” You said “You scared me.” You said as you took in his appearance he wasn’t smiling and he had his arms crossed. “What is wrong?” You asked.

“I don’t want you hanging out with Blake anymore.” He said and you looked at him.

“Why?” You asked

“I don’t want you to become one of his flings, Y/N/N.” Kelly said and your mouth fell open.

“I’m not going to become one of his flings.” You said starting to get defensive.

“He has done it before and what makes you think he won’t do it again?” He asked 

“People can change. I haven’t seen him with a girl or heard him talking about a girl since he started at 51 and you should know guys at the station don’t care who overhears their conversations. I love him, Kels. Why can’t you expect that?” You asked

“I’m just looking out for you and want what is best for you. I don’t want you to become one of his girls that he sleeps with and then puts out to the curb. I’ve seen how your last relationship did to you and I don’t want that to happen again.” He said and that made you freeze. How dare he bring that up?

“I can’t believe you would bring that up. Yes Tyler was an asshole for doing that to me and yes it sent me into a depressive state to the point of needing therapy. But I’ve learned from my mistakes and that situation. I can take care of myself and I love that man. Why can’t you see that?” You asked and before he could respond you threw your hands up and then back down “I’m done. I’m going to bed to get a good night’s sleep before our next shift. Goodnight, Kelly.” You said and stomped off brushing past him.

“Y/N/N.” He tried but knew nothing could stop you. He sighed and went to the couch and turned on the TV to a random game and watched it for a few before going to bed. He checked in on you before going to his room and falling asleep. 

The next morning you were gone before he even woke up and that saddened him. He hated when the both of you fought and this fight could’ve been avoided if he kept his damn mouth shut but he was your big brother and he needed to protect you, that was his job. He sighed and got ready for his shift. When he arrived at the station he parked next to your car and got out and then he heard your laughter as he got out and he looked up smiling but then it fell when he saw who you were with. He was angry but then he saw how happy you were and that slowly died down. You spotted him and your smile turned into a frown and glare then you flipped him off and you pulled Blake into the firehouse and that made Kelly upset but he was an asshole so he deserved it.

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You and Blake had been having a relaxing talk outside of the firehouse in the morning. He was drinking coffee leaning against the wall and you were leaning against the opposite wall. You both were talking, more like flirting, with each when you looked up you saw that your brother had pulled and your smile turned into a frown and then a glare. You flipped him off and then pulled Blake into the firehouse. “Everything ok?” He asked.

“We had a fight and he pissed me off. I'm not talking to him right and besides he brought up some stuff that shouldn't be brought up.” You said and he nodded.

“If you want to talk about it, I'm here.” He said and you looked up smiling.

“Thank you, that means so much to me.” You said and he smiled.

“Anything for your pretty face.” He said and that made you blush furiously. 

“Gallo!” Herrmann called out and the both of you looked up and he was waving him over to him.

“Looks like you're being summoned.” You chuckled and he turned back to you smiling.

“Seems like it. Talk to you later?” He asked and you nodded.

“I would like that.” You said and he smiled and then headed off before he got into trouble. Now you were left alone. You were alone until you heard your brother's voice.

“Sis.” Kelly started and you turned around glaring.

“What?” You asked and his eyes saddened.

“I wanted to apologize. I shouldn't have brought up your past. I trust you I do. It's just my job as a big brother-” He said but you cut him off.

“By a month.” You said 

“Yes, by a month. But it's my job to protect you. He just has a reputation and I don't want you to get caught up in it or be another girl that goes onto his list.” Kelly said and you could see where he was coming from.

“I get it. I do but you did something so unforgivable. I like him, Kels. Why can't you just accept that?” you asked and after he didn't answer you sighed and shook your head and walked away. You avoided him for most of your shift and most of those times you were on calls, which was great for you because that meant you were away from Kelly. While on calls and you weren't trying to save a patient or driving you were on your phone texting Blake. You and he had given each other your numbers that morning before Kelly showed up. 

Finally, you were back from your latest call. You could let a sigh of relief out. When you started to get out Kelly was there and before he could say anything or you say anything the bells were rining signaling for Ambo 61. You groaned but got in the driver's seat once again and set off. “This is what our 12th call since the start of our shift?” Gaberila asked and you nodded. 

“Seems to be that way. It must be a full moon tonight.” You said chuckling.

“It must be. Let's just hope this one is easy.” She said but as you pulled up she regretted those words.

“Or not.” You said and looked over at her it seemed to be gang related or a hit attempt. “Alright let's do this.” You said and put the ambulance into park. The both of you got out and headed towards the scene. “Paramedics coming through. Please move.” You said and most people, which were bystanders, moved. You and Gabriela looked at each other and then she was getting to work trying to wake the man up.

“Sir, can you hear me?” She asked the man to mumble something and it was so quiet that you could barely hear. You then began to look around and spotted someone on the phone and waved them over.

“Sir, can you tell me what happened?” You asked and he looked like he was shaken up.

“We were just walking to the store when a car came out of nowhere. They pulled a gun and pointed it out the window and shot him. My brother used to be in a gang but he got out and snitched and now he has a bounty on him.” The man told you and you nodded.

“What is your brother's name?” You asked 

“Kenny Hills. They were driving a black Toyota Corolla.” He said and you nodded.

“Thank you for the information. We will try to get him the help he needs.” Storing the information to tell the police. “Do you want to ride with him?” You asked and he shook his head.

“No, I'll meet you at the hospital.” He said and you nodded. 

“Ok, we will be taking him to Med.” You said and he nodded and took off. Something seemed off but you needed to tend to the patient. You walked back over and relayed the information to Gaberia. Early you had brought the stretcher over and now you both worked to get him up and on it. Once you both did that you loaded him up in the ambulance but you couldn't help but notice a suspicious car parked a little bit away. When he was loaded you and Gabriela got in and you started to speed off. “How are we looking?” You asked as you drove hurriedly down the roads with sirens blaring.

“He's stable and breathing. He's lucky that we got to him in time.” She said 

“Good.” You said as you drove. 

“What's going on?” Kenny asked as he started to wake up.

“We got called saying that there was a man unconscious with gunshot wounds.” Gabriela said.

“Oh man, they actually attempted it.” He said

“What do you mean?” You asked 

“I was in a gang but they started doing things I didn't agree with and I had done some things that I'm not proud of. So, I turned myself in. I took a deal that if I ratted them out I would be clear but would have to do some community service and I agreed. They found out and started coming after me, family, and friends. They stopped for a while until today.” He explained

“We can get the police involved and get you into protective custody.” You said

“You think that would work?” He asked 

“Yes-” You began but was interrupted by a car slamming into the driver’s side of the ambulance and a scream was heard. You don't know if it was yours or Gabriela's. Pain erupted throughout your side as the ambulance was pushed sideways. The truck still accelerated and it started to tip the ambulance to the side. “Keep him safe.” You told Gabriela.

“I got it.” She said and then the truck backed off and slammed into the ambulance again and that made you hit your head and the world go black. 

The ambulance had overturned and rolled, sending Kenny and Gabriela all around the place, but they were unharmed. You on the other hand were pinned and glass had impeded in your skin and in your stomach. The seat belt was cutting into you and blood was running down your temple and out of your nose. You were also barely breathing but it was labored and it would come out later that your lung had collapsed. “Y/N are you ok?” She asked but got no answer. She moved as best as she could to get a look at you and saw that you were unconscious.

“How is she?” Kenny asked and Gabriela looked at him.

“Not so good. How are you?” She asked, moving and wincing in pain.

“I’m ok. You?” He asked

“I’m in pain but nothing to worry about.” She said and then there was a noise and the back doors were being opened. 

“You son of a bitch you were supposed to die.” A man said he was covered in blood and he was limping. Kenny moved Gabriela behind him and grabbed anything closest to him which happened to be scissors.

“Well it looks like you didn’t do a good job. Clearly I’m still alive.” He said and then a fight broke out. “Go tend to your partner.” Kenny said to her and she nodded and moved as best as she could. The fight was continuing.

“Y/N? Can you hear me?” Gabriela asked but you didn’t answer. “Please be alive. I can’t have your brother killing me.” She said and started to do an assessment of you. “It’s going to be ok. I’m going to call Kelly.” She said she was about to get the phone when Kenny appeared he was covered in more blood and physical wounds “Are you ok?” She asked.

“I’m ok.” He said 

“What about the other man?” She asked

“Taken care of.” He said and she nodded “What can I do to help?” He asked.

“Find gauze or anything to stop the bleeding. She’s cut bad. I just hope everyone is on their way.” She said as he set to work. Then suddenly the smell of gas leaking filled their senses and they looked at each other.

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“Truck 81. Rescue Squad 3. Engine 51. Battalion 25. Car crash. Overturned ambulance and possible fire. Multiple injuries.” 

The bells and the voice came over the intercom and Kelly’s heart sank. “That can’t be. Can it?” Kelly asked Stella as they got ready to move. 

“Let’s not think the worst.” She said

“It’s not them. It’s not.” Blake said as everyone loaded up into their vehicles and moved out. The vehicles were silent as they rushed to the scene. “Stella, what are the chances it’s Y/N?” He asked his friend. 

“A very good one. They never checked in and they never made it to the hospital.” She said and Blake’s heart dropped. 

“I can’t lose her. I love her.” He said and she smiled at him sympathetically.

“She’s strong. She's Severide. Nothing is going to stop her or bring her down. Y/N grew up with Kelly and that takes some guts. She’s going to be ok.” She said trying to keep spirits high but right now she wasn’t too sure herself. They arrived at the scene and everyone was silent, they eventually pulled together and Chief Boden started to give orders. 

“This is so bad.” Herrmann said 

“They’re going to be ok.” Otis said “They are both strong.” He added just as Gabriela crawled out of the wrecked ambulance and came over to them. Other firehouses had been called because they needed more ambulances.

“It’s bad. There is blood everywhere and she is unconscious.” She started off.

“What happened?” Kelly asked

“We were transporting a patient, his name is Kenny Hills, we suddenly got hit and it sent us sliding. Then we got hit again by the same truck, I’m assuming. Someone came in and they had back and forth and he told me to go and take care of Y/N so I did. He’s in there now stopping the bleeding. He was an ex-gang member but he’s a really good guy.” She said as she got medical attention. Kelly nodded as did everyone else and then they got to work. 

“Alright Rescue Squad 3 start getting her out safely. Truck 81 and Engine 51 start getting that gas under control and get that truck out of here.” Boden said and everyone let him know that they understood. 

“Geez.” Cruz said as they walked up to the accident.

“What happened Y/N/N?” Kelly asked as he saw you, his sister, unconscious on the steering wheel. 

“Alright let’s get going.” Capp said and everyone began to work. “You must be Kenny.” He added looking at Kenny and he nodded.

“She didn’t even deserve this. They were after me. The other guy is in the back.” He said 

“Is he alive?” Kelly asked

“If he is then he is severely wounded.” Kenny said nobody else spoke. They got Kenny out and transferred and then they got to work on you. 

“Alright, we take this nice and easy.” Kelly said and everyone nodded and so it began. You had been unconscious the entire time not making a sound. 

“How is she doing?” Blake asked as he appeared and a few others started helping out. 

“Not so good.” Kelly said and Blake pulled a face that Kelly couldn’t see.

“Kels.” You spoke softly and everyone jumped.

“I’m right here, Sis. What hurts?” He asked 

“Everything.” You moaned out “Kels, I don’t feel good.” You said and slowly cracked your eyes open to look at him.

“It’s ok. We got you.” He said

“Just take it easy.” Blake announcing his presence.

“So tired.” You mumbled

“No no. You’re not giving up on us that easily. You need to be here to help people.” Kelly said as they got the door off and started to cut your seatbelt off and Blake caught you before you could fall. They started to pull you out but being trapped under the steering wheel you yelled out.

“Fuck, stop!” You yelled out as they started to move you out.

“What? What is wrong?” Blake asked

“I’m trapped. Something is digging into my leg.” You said and they took a look and there was a piece of metal in your thigh piercing an artery. 

“Ok ok we take this slowly.” Kelly said to you and everyone else around. That is what they did and they got you out safely and then your breathing became wheezing. “Stay with us.” He added as they loaded you into an ambulance and headed to Med. Kelly insisted on riding with you and nobody was going to say otherwise. 

“Kelly, I’m sorry.” You said and he looked at you.

“For what?” He asked stroking your hair.

“Everything. Everything I put you through. This.” You said 

“This is not your fault. You hear me? This is not your fault. Everything you put me through was sibling love and I gave it right back.” He said and you nodded as best as you could and then you were arriving at Med and the doors were opening to reveal Connor and Will. 

“Hey Y/N/N. You doing ok?” Connor asked 

“Hurts.” You said and he nodded.

“We got you.” Will said and then your eyes were rolling into the back of your head. “Woah, ok. Let's get moving.” He said and Connor said and they were wheeling you back to surgery leaving Kelly in the waiting room watching the door you just went through. Not even 20 minutes later 51 was rolling through the doors. 

“Kelly?” Stella’s voice came through.

“They took her back 20 minutes ago and they haven’t been back out. She, uh, she passed out before they even got her in here.” He said 

“She’s tough. She is a strong woman. She will pull through this.” Otis said and then chuckled “She is a Severide, stubborn.” He added and everyone chuckled and Kelly actually cracked a smile.

“You got that right.” He said and then walked over to a wall and leaned up against it with his head down.

“Kelly.” Blake said and Kelly looked up.

“She is strong. I’ve never met a strong woman before.” He said and Kelly could see the pure panic mixed with heartbrokenness in his face.

“Do you like my sister?” Kelly asked

“I more than just like her. I love her, Kelly.” Blake said and tears came to his eyes. “I don’t know what will happen if something happens to her. She’s changed me for the good.” He added. “She’s the best.” He finished and Kelly could tell he was telling the truth. 

“I believe you. I’m willing to give you a chance but if you hurt her and I mean if she comes crying to me, and she will because I’m her big brother, because of something stupid you did, I will make your life a living hell. Don’t fuck it up.” He said and Blake nodded.

“Absolutely. I love her too much to hurt her.” He replied

“Good. I’m holding you accountable.” He said and Blake nodded and before they could say anything Connor and Will were walking over to them and Blake turned around and everyone gathered.

“She’s stable but it was touch and go but she is alive and in recovery. She has 2 cracked ribs, a fractured wrist, a collapsed lung, a broken nose, and we had to go in and repair the artery in her leg. We almost lost her but she is a fighter. She’s going to pull through. She’s going to need a lot of physical therapy but we think she can return to work in about 6 weeks.” Will said and everyone nodded “You can see her now but limit to two people.” He added and everyone knew that Kelly and Blake should go and so that is what they did. They followed the two doctors to your room and let them be. The two men walked in and you were just waking up.

“Kels?” You asked and he smiled and walked over and sat down.

“I’m here, Sis. Blake is here too.” He said and you smiled and looked over at him.

“Hi.” You said quietly and he smiled.

“Hi.” He said and sat down taking your hand.

“Gabriela and Kenny. How are they?” You asked, looking at the both of them.

“They’re doing good. Kenny is not in trouble. They were brought in before you.” Blake said and you nodded and you groaned and blinked slowly. 

“I’m going to let the others know how you are doing. I’ll leave the two of you alone.” Kelly said getting up and kissing your forehead and then walked out of the room leaving you and Blake alone.

“Y/N,” Blake began looking at you and you looked at him “I love you. I have ever since I laid eyes on you. Yes I know I was a playboy but then I saw you and wanted to change all of that and I did. You’re the only I want and you’re the only girl for me and I want that to be forever. Your brother has already threatened me so you don’t have to worry about that. When you get released will you do me the honor of letting me take you out on a date?” He asked and you smiled and nodded.

“I would love that. I love you too. Ever since my ex-fiance cheated on me with my best friend and started working here I didn’t think I would find anyone else and I would die alone but you walked into 51 that day and everything changed. Suddenly my world was right and there was light again. You made me laugh and I mean really laugh and smile and you can ask Kelly or anyone else. So, yes I would love to go on a date with you and hopefully one day become your girlfriend and maybe even something more.” You replied and he smiled.

“Can I kiss you?” He asked and you smiled and nodded.

“Absolutely.” You said and he got up and leaned down and connected his lips to yours. Sparks flew and you knew you found the right one. You both only pulled apart when you heard someone coming down the hall and he sat down. It was Kelly and everyone else, despite what Connor and Will told them but they knew it would happen, they all greeted you and while chit chat was made you and Blake stole glances at each other and smiled but then was pulled back into conversation. You were happy and alive. You couldn’t wait for that date.

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In Case You Didn’t Know

ft Jamie Drysdale

a/n just a quick little blurb bc it’s all i’ve been thinking about lately and i wanted to start writing again

pairing: trevor zegras x reader

warnings: just kissing and pure fluff

summary: in which Trevor won’t let Jamie sing in the house, so y/n comes up with her own plan

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“Trevor Zegras!” you yelled at your boyfriend as you shut the door this his place.

Trevor— who previously wore a shit eating grin, halted in his tracks to quickly mentally assess what he could’ve done wrong.

Nothing. He thought of nothing.

“Yes, my love?” Trevor asked warily.

“Jamie finally got the chorus down to the song he’s been working endlessly hard on, and you still won’t let him sing in the house?!”

Trevor’s tension left his body when he realized you weren’t angry angry at him, “He’s not a good singer, Y/N!”

Trevor walked up to you and placed his hands on your hips, pulling you in for a kiss. He thought your glare was precious, but only because it wasn’t from true rage. Now that glare? That glare was terrifying. You placed a hand on his chest to stop him from kissing you, and it was his turn to glare.

“Really?��

“I want to hear it!”

“He can play it all he wants, he’s just not a good singer!” Trevor laughed.

You rolled your eyes and yanked him back in by his shirt to kiss him quick. Trevor stumbled forward when you pulled away fast and left his grasp.

“Jamie!” you screamed for the other member of the house. Jamie came bouncing down the stairs, “Yes, dear?”

You and Trevor rolled your eyes playfully at the pet name. To Trevor, you were “my love.” To Jamie, you were “dear.” It started out as a joke when you and Trevor first got together, and it has evolved so much that you swatted at Trevor the first time he called you dear telling him it’s because “that’s Jamie’s nickname for me!”

“I wanna hear your song!”

Jamie smiled, “Really?!”

“Of course you big dork,” you laughed.

“No singing!” Trevor called out.

“Sit down and hush baby, just trust me on this,” you instructed.

Both Trevor and Jamie gave you inquisitive looks. You just said that Jamie wouldn’t be singing and asked if he was going to play the chorus, or start from the beginning of the song.

Jamie began strumming the opening verse to “In Case You Didn’t Know” by Brett Young. You smiled fondly at him, and at Trevor when you realized he was also softly smiling at his best friend finally feeling confident at player, then opened your mouth to sing.

“I can’t count the times, I almost said what’s on my mind, but I didn’t,” you sang quietly, semi adjusting your pitch to the key Jamie was playing in.

Trevor’s jaw dropped slightly and his eyes grew twice their size. Jamie stumbled in his picking to look at you, equally as wide eye.

“You can—“ Jamie stuttered out.

“Keep going!” you brushed off his comment.

Jamie told you he’s going to start over and began playing from the top. You finally found the right key to sing in to match well with Jamie’s playing at the chorus. “In case you didn’t know, baby I’m crazy ‘bout you. And I would be lyin’ if I said that I could live this life without you. Even though, I don’t tell you all the time. You had my heart a long, long time ago. In case you didn’t know.”

Trevor was looking at you so dumbstruck— you couldn’t help but laugh.

“You were great, Jamie!” you said while still laughing at Trevor.

“I was— I was great?! You were great! Did you know you could sing?!”

“I had an inkling of an idea,” you blushed.

“She had a… Trevor! Did you hear her?!”

Trevor used his arms to hold himself up as he inched his way across the couch cushions to get to your place on the ottoman, “That twang…”

“You’ve heard my southern accent come out before!”

“Yeah, but never like that! God you… Wow!”

“Oh yeah?” you smirked, heavily enjoying your boyfriend oogling over you.

“That pretty little mouth of yours does so many amazing things,” Trevor said breathlessly. He cupped your cheeks and slowly brought you into a slow kiss.

“Oh god, yuck!” Jamie groaned. “We were bonding! And then you became a pervert!”

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Alright.... I'm less embarrassed (a little) to show my weird crossovers - I like to call them like this. Most are just characters I like interacting just because, but I'm starting with a full AU. It's basically a swap between Reagan & Brett with Diane & PB! It's a bit silly but I created some stuff about it (I have more parts), if you want to know more about the plot, it's under the cut!

This was Instagram's original descpription, so I might repeat myself, sorry.

You may be used to my self indulgent crossover AUs by now, right!?? And this wins as the most self indulgent one so far. So I'm not sure if other people will like it, but… I do. Basically, yeah, this is Brett + Reagan / Mr Peanutbutter + Diane, but swapped! Before I say anything else I would really like to thank @/witherstorm for the original idea (it inspired me so much I drew all of these very fast!) and also @/skoshibuns and @/lazuli_drawzalot for helping on this too (I'm not really tagging to not give annoying notifications, but check all of them out!! They're amazing and have really good art!)

Okay, so back to the AU. I don't have much ideas for it so far, but with Brett and Reagan is basically an actor AU! Brett is famous for acting in a sci-fi sitcom in the 90's. Now he's still loved for his positive and sweet personality, even that, inside, he's super insecure about himself and what he does. Reagan is married to him and works as a writer in the same project Brett is now involved. But what she studied and truly wants to be is a scientist (she also thinks Brett's sitcom isn't realistic at all!!), she still wonders why she's so unhappy with her life… I didn't create much for Diane and Mr PB working at Cognito but it surely would be interesting, considering it was all created by Diane's father, who just died and she pretty much hated. Mr Peanutbutter was created by Cognito, in a project that wanted to give animals human conscience. But the problem was when they made him Diane's coworker, now both of them having to be leaders of the same team. She's offended. Even after giving all her life for that company… Isn't she enough? (I'm not sure if they'll have a romantic relationship at first, I kinda want to make him dating Pickles in the beggining, but it also seems like a bad idea) If you read all of this, I love you! As always, laptop makes colors ugly. Princess Carolyn surely looks PINK

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Yeah re: soulless Sam I was always interested and a bit troubled by the way s6 handled it where like they presented soulless sam as the primary issue/threat yet I found deans controllingness and dislike towards soulless sam equally if not more threatening. Like it felt like soulless sam was Not The Problem- dean reacting very poorly to a sam he could neither control nor understand was the issue. Would you have handled it differently than the show and if so, how?

so i think this ask is a response to this post.

yeah i mean this is something that really bugs me in the show. so first of all, the writers don't really have a handle on what it means to be soulless - they never do, throughout the whole show.

this is firstly because the concept of soullessness is cribbed wholesale from buffy, where it is ALSO stupid and makes no sense. but in spn, it's worse, because spn already has its own interpretation of buffy's vampires - you can draw a pretty one to one line between how buffy uses vampires and how spn uses demons. except that demons are one of the things that spn actually does better than buffy - instead of being inherently evil in a way that's justified by nature, demons have two things going on. first, they are soldiers in an army - they have a reason to be evil and it's that that's what they're ordered to be. second, the difference between a demon and a human is that the demon has gone through centuries or millennia of torture to turn them into a new person. which is like... a comprehensible difference. the reason that all demons love violence and constantly commit it is a result of being intentionally shaped into being that way by the other demons who tortured them, who were also tortured in their turn, on and on all the way back to lucifer. this is to me more compelling and makes more narrative sense than "vampires don't have souls and so therefore they're inherently evil (so we can have lots of cool scenes of buffy killing them and not worry about it)."

so the concept of soulless sam is basically "hey let's crib one of buffy's stupidest worldbuilding elements for a second time, but this time we won't iterate on it until it's good." bad, broadly, i would say.

man. 3.5k words. the rest goes under a cut.

secondly i would say that the individual writers have totally different ideas about what a "soulless sam" should look like. this is partly just stupidity i think - ben edlund's* idea of what soulless sam is isn't that different from brett matthews', they both write him as an unemotional pragmatist who doesn't actually have bad intent. it's just that matthews is a bad writer, and he's also taking the directive from the top that sam should be "evil," which edlund clearly isn't listening to. whereas for example dabb and lofflin are writing soulless sam as an active monster. same with gamble i would say, though that's less clear cut.

now, there are people reading this right now who think that i'm about to say "we should throw out soulless sam" but i actually don't agree with that. i LIKE elements of soulless sam. i think at his best he makes a really great foil for like... where dean is at in season six. i think that his, like, existence is a great torture for dean, partly because he's such a fabulous foil. and frankly, i also think jared padalecki seems like he's having an absolute ball playing a cheerful bastard, and it makes soulless sam absolutely magnetic to watch. oh before you read any further you should probably read this post, it's really good.

anyway i'm going to take three episodes and compare them. we're gonna look at live free or twihard, clap your hands if you believe, and caged heat.

i'm also gonna talk a little about later handlings of soullessness.

but first i'm gonna say that the concept of soulless sam as "evil sam" is dumb. if he's evil sam then... do something else to him. but the premise of soulless sam is just that he lacks emotion and lacking emotion is not like.... Becoming Evil. that's so stupid it's unreal. and it doesn't lead to an interesting idea of the character of soulless sam!!! there's nothing to do with that except Bad Guy!!!!! stupid.

anyway, between twihard, clap your hands, and caged heat, i would say twihard is absolutely my least favorite, clap your hands is my most favorite, and caged heat is somewhere in the middle, at least in terms of handlings of soulless sam specifically.

so in twihard, sam lets dean get turned by a vampire. it's not malicious, he just wants to test the vampire cure on him. this is so fucking stupid it's unreal. brett matthews is going for "unfeeling pragmatist" here but he also clearly wrote backwards from the idea of sam as the antagonist who got dean turned. it makes very little sense for sam to have done this, it's not unfeelingly pragmatic, it's silly, and it exists purely to manufacture soulless-sam-as-antagonist. dumb and bad.

vs. clap your hands, where soulless sam isn't an antagonist. he's a foil, and he makes dean very upset, but he mostly acts both reasonably and in concert with dean. he's just offputting. like, dean gets abducted, and then sam does his best to get him back, but when he can't work anymore, he cheerfully has sex with the hippie girl. that is, genuinely, offputting to the point of a little disturbing. it very successfully shows us a man who is not feeling things the way most people do. but it's not evil. it's just weird. and it's really successful as a foil to dean's "feelings are king" shtick.

vs. caged heat, which has a little bit of both. i'm mostly going to look at the first scene with meg, which has both my favorite and least favorite moment.

my favorite moment is this:

SAM laughs. DEAN: Something funny, Sam? SAM: Yeah, Meg. DEAN: Really? ’Cause where I’m sitting… SAM: Don’t worry. She can’t do jack squat. She’s totally screwed. DEAN: Sam, not helping! SAM: Look at her, Dean. She’s furious. If she could kill you, she’d’ve done it by now. She’s running. MEG: Am I? SAM: Judging by the level of flop sweat on all of you, yeah. Which means you’re running from Crowley. Which makes sense. Crowley would want to hunt down all the Lucifer loyalists now that he’s the big man on campus.

so what's happening here is that dean is being very genuinely menaced. by meg. like he's in maybe some serious danger. and sam has been trying to protect him by talking to meg. but sam is also totally calm. because he doesn't care. he doesn't want meg to rape dean, to cut him up, to kill him. but he's not scared, and he's not empathizing with dean's fear, even though he knows it exists. in fact this fact allows him to notice that meg is scared, that she can't actually cut dean up. her threats are empty. i think this is a great use of soulless sam because, again, it's offputting, and it's obviously callous. dean would be totally within his rights to be pissed about this, like sam is out of pocket here. but he's not really doing anything bad.

and now my least favorite part: literally the next two lines.

MEG: How would you know? SAM: It’s what I’d do.

STUPID. STUPID STUPID STUPID. ooooooooooooh sam is soooooooooo evil he can obviously perfectly predict crowley DUMBBBBBBB. STUPID DUMB. sorry i get so mad when i hear this line. genuinely i kind of love caged heat there's a reason it's one of my most-watched eps but this line makes me SO mad.

like this is so clearly a finger on the scale to make him seem evil. it makes zero sense and is just... making the scene unwatchable.

for better ideas about soullessness, i actually think we should look to season eleven. in season six and season fourteen with soulless sam and soulless jack, things are kind of a clusterfuck. i talked about soulless jack here in preparation for making this post, but suffice to say that the soulless jack arc was even messier than the soulless sam arc - primarily because being soulless simply did not affect jack's characterization that much. the opposite problem to sam, who got his characterization fucked so he could say "muahaha look how evil i am" occasionally.

but in season eleven none of the main characters are soulless, so there's no need for a soulless person to be an "evil version" of a main character. instead, the soulless are amara's victims. they constitute problems, but are primarily indicative of a larger problem.

this is how the episode "thin lizzie" exists. that's my favorite soulless episode, because it tries to actually take seriously what having "no emotions" would mean for its characters. so you have soullessness as tragedy and as heroic trait. because len can no longer experience joy or fear, his life is empty, but he is also fearless and has nothing to lose.

or another interesting idea of soullessness is. deep sigh. jack in the box. because jack's emptiness leads him to be unable to understand the emotions of others, and therefore to be easily tricked because he can't empathize well enough to predict that salmondean are obviously lying to him.

both of these are concepts of "emotionlessness" that don't revolve around "you become an evil genius." which is just.... it's stupid. it's dumb.

anyway all this to say that a more coherent concept of soulless sam primarily modeled on clap your hands if you believe would really improve season six. for me.

anyway that's NOT really answering your question All That was like a prologue to answering your question which was actually about the character drama. anyway the thing about dean in season six is that i really like him. he's my special guy. he's melting down like a reactor core every moment of every day.

and soulless sam is perfect for this because he's making it so much worse.

the thing about dean is that he has just had one of the worst(?) years of his life. first of all sam was dead. for a year. sam was DEAD for a YEAR. dean winchester, noted soul seller, noted enmeshment enthusiast, noted identity lacker, his sam was DEAD!!!!!!! FOR A YEAR!!!!!!!!!!!!! i don't think people recognize how crazy it is that sam was dead for a year.

this is like the most important thing. but also: dean tried out being Normal. and he HATED it.

the thing about dean is that he doesn't really think normies are people. he thinks they're cardboard cutouts. sitcom characters. he thinks their life has laugh track and they stop existing when the camera stops rolling.

and dean desperately craves this. he wants it so bad. except then he tries it and. and he still exists. he still has to wake up every morning and put one foot in front of the other. still has to go to sleep and dream of alastair. every excruciating moment of "being dean winchester" still happens and he's still experiencing them. and that's the worst case scenario for dean: he doesn't want to exist. he doesn't want to experience "being dean winchester" because it's awful. being dean winchester is nothing but pain. but becoming a normie didn't actually make "being dean winchester" stop happening to him. he's still suffering. except now.... now his last comfort, the idea that maybe someday he could have a normal life and stop "being dean winchester" for good? that's gone. there's no hope. he's this or he's dead.

like, i made a joke about dean's breakdown in unity being kind of about this, dean being desperately hopeful that killing chuck will make "being dean winchester" stop happening to him. like dean's most desperate wish for his whole life has been to stop existing, in some way or another, death or identity destruction or mindlessness. and to take hope of that away, to ruin his chance to not exist anymore... well, that's going to have an impact. that's a big part of what's going on with dean in season six.

and then there's the less world-endingly tragic element that he just... doesn't like being a normie. this is imo mostly just because he set himself up to fail. lisa is a stranger, she's very nice but she's basically just an idea to him when he moves in with her. it's not clear if they even like each other. he throws himself into this concept role of the Normal White Picket Fence Guy without asking himself if he enjoys any part of it. he keeps drinking - he was on fifty drinks a week in season five and even if he cut that way down, like in half or something, that's still potentially "at least impaired most of the time" levels of alcoholism. and again, sam is dead, but also dean cut himself off from everyone else he knows. he cut off bobby, most relevantly, but also cas, and he's certainly cut off any other hunting-related contacts given that he cut off bobby. he's totally stripped himself of his support network. he doesn't even let himself drive his fucking car. and then of course there's the fact that no matter how traumatizing and horrible hunting was, there were things about it that he was used to and would likely have missed. he didn't have to work a nine-to-five. he could go wherever he wanted. he in general had a kind of freedom that most people don't, even if it was more the "me and bobby mcgee" sort than anything else. and of course: hunting is exciting. it kept him stimulated. with nothing keeping him on his toes, the horror and trauma of the last twenty eight years of his life can hit full force. all he can do is wallow in it. there's no new horror to keep him focused. and also he's just..... used to living an exciting life. i'm sure that he finds normality just, deeply understimulating. which is its own sort of horror.

and in his mind there are only two options for him: be normal, in exactly the way he tried with lisa, or be a hunter, in exactly the way he always has. so when he realizes that being normal in that way is awful.... well. he settles in. this is another way in which his year with lisa strips him of hope for the future: he can no longer imagine any life other than his current one, because the one other option he thought he had turned out to kind of suck.

and then. i've said this before. but oh my god. everyone LIED to dean about sam being back!!!!! for a YEAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! they lied to him for a YEAR! he grieved sam for a YEAR! and NO ONE told him. dean is surrounded by people who have betrayed him in this horrible way! everyone he loves INCLUDING SAM participated in this betrayal! wouldn't that make you crazy? wouldn't that make you insane? to live a year of life-destroying grief and then find out that that was basically orchestrated by the people you love most? no matter how good their reasons?

and then of course... of course there's the fact that sam is back. sam is back and he's... real. he exists in the world. he's not dean's sainted sammy who exists in his mind, dead and glorified. he's a real person who does things and makes choices. and that's... that's hard. this is once again fantasy bumping up against reality for dean. his relationship to sam has always been tortured but of course while grieving sam, sam exists only in his mind. and part of the problem is obviously that sam came back wrong but also, it's just that absence makes the heart grow fonder. even if sam hadn't been soulless dean just can't really cope with like. conflict in a way that doesn't make him crazy. and of course once again i must remind you that SAM LIED. SAM LIED TO DEAN ABOUT BEING ALIVE. FOR A YEAR. WHICH IS PRIMING DEAN FOR SOME FUCKING CONFLICT.

so you have all of this. and also when dean is like caaaaaaasssss come fix it for me cas is busy. and also dean's destructive anxiety over lisa and his resentment of her. and you put this all in a bottle and you shake it up. dean is NOT a happy camper. he's miserable and he just can't cope. but life keeps going on! things keep moving!

and i think soulless sam, as he is in clap your hands, is like this perfect foil for that. i wouldn't dream of getting rid of him.

but the thing is. that's all in 6x01-6x10. killer stuff, but it is absolutely wrecked by what comes after.

i fucking hate appointment in samarra. it's just not a good episode. even though tessa and death are there!! i love tessa! i love death! can't save appointment in samarra though.

like first of all. dean kills himself in it and it's not even fun. dean just kills himself. you will never be advanced thanatology. but second of all...

okay lets talk about other times dean has saved/fixed sam in some way at least somewhat against his will. i'm going to use three examples: selling his soul, the panic room, and the gadreel thing. the first two, gamble was intimately involved with writing (she wrote crossroad blues AND ahbl 1 AND when the levee breaks! come on) and the other is clearly an intentional retread of appointment in samarra.

in ahbl 2, dean sells his soul because... well because he can't cope without sam. because he has no identity outside of sam. because familial duty is the reason he's alive. because he wants to die. because a moment of loneliness is more terrifying to dean than eternity in hell.

and in season nine dean is in a similar place. obviously he's not killing himself, and he also is less like, absolutely codependent with sam because he has more people in his life now, but he still would have no idea who he is without "look out for your little brother, boy." he still can't imagine a life without sam.

with the panic room, dean is angry at sam, he's absolutely punishing him, but he's still.... there's still duty, there. "at least he dies human" is horrific, but it carries within it some twisted attempt to justify dean's decision with sam's wellbeing. and dean is punishing sam for like, betraying him. dean is deeply hurt because he LOVES sam and he wanted to slide right back into their old life together but little sammy grew up while he wasn't looking, and also REPLACED HIM with that DEMON SLUT. like dean is angry because he WANTS HIS SAMMY BACK.

whereas in appointment in samarra... it honestly mostly just reads like dean thinks soulless sam is a problem he needs to solve. it feels like he would be happy with either outcome (sam going back to normal or Just Straight Up Dying) not because he wants to save sam in any meaningful way but because he wants to get RID of soulless sam. this is the dean who feels like he needs to take a rape shower because he took orders from another man.** he's just sort of lovelessly grasping for control. which i guess you could say is a reasonable direction to take his character, he certainly felt like he was out of control in the first half of the season (hell. just twihard alone is like a massive loss of control for him and has echoing ramifications) and clawing to get it back i guess makes sense. and of course the other times he "saved" sam were also about control of COURSE they were. even ahbl a little. but it's so loveless in appointment in samarra/like a virgin. it creates a dean who is just... hard to like. not because he behaves badly but in a way that makes it just.... hard to care about him.

you could probably easily fix this by adding a theme of nostalgia for the "real sam" integrated throughout the preceding episodes. or like, there's a perfect scene that exists in my heart where immediately after dean beats sam to a bloody pulp in you can't handle the truth, he scoops him up in his arms and rushes him to the hospital because he saw gray matter on the last punch. that creates a kind of tension within dean that makes the horrible things he does to sam more charmingly tragic and less plain awful, even though they remain horrible. you can create a perfect pear wiggler for dean where he behaves monstrously and yet it's all shot through with twisted love. that's something i love to see from dean. the first half of season nine does this fabulously. but as it stands it's not there with soulless sam, and i wish it was. especially when dean is trying to fix him.

just in general broadly i think dean's characterization in the back half of season six is just. a clusterfuck. it makes sense in 6x06 that dean doesn't care about the angel war because he's having his little freakout about sam and nothing matters to him except that. but in 6x19? 6x20? what's the deal? why do sam and dean decide cas is their enemy for trying to save them? it's not like they have a plan. they certainly accepted the angel civil war mattered at the end of 6x10. they just backstab cas for no reason. broadly, the character conflict in the back half of s6 is just fucked. in the front half it makes sense because dean is having one long irrational but understandable temper tantrum due to the horrors already outlined in this post. but in the back half it's just. nothing. to have a good soulless sam arc i think you would have to just throw out the back half. get sam re-ensouled a different way. not have the godstiel arc be Like That. it just needs to go a totally different way, because s6 is a mess afer caged heat.

*although edlund isn't exactly without sin here. mr. Being Soulless Makes You Fuck Good

**and the thing is caged heat is doing something with that in the sense that caged heat is about how dean IS sexually vulnerable, you just Can't Show It On Television. meg is dean's proxy but we are meant to understand that all that Could happen to dean. dean saying he needs to take a rape shower after taking orders is underestimating his own vulnerability to sexual violence. it's notable that brett matthews only wrote two episodes and the other one was twihard. but i digress.