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Request: I know your requests are closed but if u start writing again, here's a little something: How about MC coming into the office of the DT a little late, looking a bit weird and when asked what happened she says she was mugged? And Ethan going overprotective mood? Sorry if it's too specific.
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The request was absolutely fine, I love getting specific asks! Also, I have absolutely no clue about the american legal system, so if the Police-Part is incorrect I'm so sorry!
"Shit, Shit, Shit," Liliana said as she looked at her watch while running towards Edenbrook. Looking flustered, Liliana walked straight to the Office of the Diagnostics Team when she arrived at the hospital. She was late - Ethan didn't like when she was late. It happened once or twice over the last three years, but it wasn't usual for her.
So, when she wasn't sitting in her usual spot at the table, when they started their Meeting, Ethan worried. He went into work a little earlier this morning, not coming in together with his soon-to-be wife. "Where's Lili?" Harper asked, clearly confused. "I Don't know. She isn't sick. She was feeling fine this morning when I left," Ethan answered. Just then, the door opened, the doctor in question walked in, looking a bit messy. Her blonde hair was looking a bit uncombed, not how she would come into work.
"Good Morning, sorry that I'm late, there was an incident on my way here. I would have called, but I don't have my phone..." she said, looking at her three colleagues. "It's fine since it's only been a couple of minutes,"
Tobias said. Liliana sat down in her chair as the meeting began.They talked about taking on a new case, a mother of three with unexplainable pain. They threw ideas around, looked at scans and lab results before choosing what tests to take once she got admitted. Since everyone else had something to do, Liliana offered to take the patient to her scans after the meeting. The team talked about their other patients after, eventually coming to an end.Harper and Tobias left the office, Liliana trailing behind, before Ethan stopped her, asking to stay for a moment.
"If this is about this morning, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be late." She said after she closed the door again. "No, it's not that I'm angry at you for being late. I'm just wondering why. I mean, this is not usual for you. Normally you have this habit of being here before everyone else. So, I'm just worried."
Liliana nodded as she took a seat at one of the chairs opposite Ethans desk. "Are you worried as my boss or as my fiance?" she asked. "Does it alter the answer?" Ethan spoke with a curious tone swinging in his voice. Liliana responded with a twitch of her shoulders. "I'm worried as both." he finally said, after thinking for a few seconds.
Liliana straightened herself as she explained: "Yeah, there was an incident, as I said." The older doctor leaned forward in his chair, staring at his colleague and fiance. "What kind of incident? Lili, talk to me."
"It doesn't matter." Ethan stood up from his position, walking around the desk and taking a seat again in the chair next to Lili, and laying his hands on her knees. "This incident you're talking about involved you, so it matters to me." he softly stated. After a few seconds of passing, Liliana finally chose to clarify the events of this morning.
" I walked to the T when I noticed this guy following me. I had some time left, so I thought I could get rid of him by taking a few turns here and there. I turned left one crossing too early. That landed me at a dead end. When I tried walking back out of it, the guy passed me and pressed me against a wall. He took my bag. I tried to get his hands off it, but he was stronger. Also, I noticed he had a knife in his pockets. He looked through my bag and threw everything he couldn't use out, then he ran. That's why I don't have my phone."
Ethans eyes went wide as she explained. "Are you okay? Did he hurt you?" he wanted to know. "No, he didn't use the knife. Maybe because I didn't attempt to fight him majorly." "Okay. That's the most important thing. Did you go to the police?" Liliana felt like she was inquired by him. "No, I went straight here. I was late anyway, didn't want to be even later." Ethans hands went to the pocket of his coat as he grabbed his phone. "What are you doing?"
"Calling the police." Liliana sighed. "No, don't. They won't catch him anyway. I didn't even see his face that I could describe. He was wearing a hood. And I need to get Mrs. Diaz to her scans!" Liliana's objecting didn't change Ethans mind as he dialed. "Lili, he mugged you. You need to tell the police. I'll call Tobias or Harper and let them know that something came up, so you won't be able to take Mrs. Diaz down to radiology. They will take over on that, don't worry."
She gave in when Ethan handed her the phone. She told them what happened. "We're going to send an officer to you. Where is your location right now?" "I'm at Bloom Edenbrook Hospital, Diagnostics Office," she said before eventually ending the call. "I still don't think this is necessary. I mean, I won't be able to give them a description. I can tell them where it happened and such, but that's it. It's a bit over the top. People get mugged here every day..."
Ethan shook his head, telling her that when it's her, nothing is over the top. "This happened to you, so we'll do everything to catch that idiot. He hurt you. I'm not going to let that slide." Liliana smiled but had to argue against him. "He didn't hurt me: I'm fine. It's just my phone and my wallet that's gone. I'm surprised they even send an officer out for this."
"Maybe he didn't hurt you physically, but mentally. No one walks away from being mugged and isn't affected in any way. Come on, Lili, talk to me. We've had this conversation before. You're not alone. I'm here. I can help. You have to tell me when something like this happens," Liliana looked up at his face. "Thank you. I know. It's just that I'm pretty used to solving my stuff on my own." "Well, you don't have to do that anymore...That's what I'm here for, now."
I know your requests are closed but if u start writing again, here's a little something: How about MC coming into the office of the DT a little late, looking a bit weird and when asked what happened she says she was mugged? And Ethan going overprotective mood? Sorry if it's too specific.
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Request: Hey, i would really love to see you writing again and if you decide to do so, I have a request! I saw this as a starter and rather than writing it myself, I send it to a creator I like. So, MC and Ethan are arguing a bit (how intense is up to you) and then Ethan grabbes something and MC flinches because she thinks he's going to hurt her because of her past relationship? And it ends really fluffy?
Words: 966
Warnings: Mentions of Death, Abuse (If I forgot any, please reach out!)
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"You had no right to do this! The situation was under control. I had him!" Liliana yelled at Ethan when they sat in his living room. The thunderstorm raging over Boston reflected the mood inside Ethan's apartment. They both stood opposite each other. Liliana stood in front of the sofas and Ethan in front of the windows. Only the coffee table separated them both. "After how long? He was brain-dead. There was no sense in saving him! He was gone before he got into the ER!" Ethan shouted back as Liliana let herself fall on the sofa behind her. Ethans voice grew softer as he continued. "I know you want to save every person that comes through those doors, but you can't. Fight the battles you can fight. Don't waste your energy-." This one sentence made Liliana's Head shoot up. "Waste my Energy? I don't waste anything because I try to save people. That isn't waste. I use my energy to do what I've sworn to do: Save every person I cant save." "And that is exactly the problem. You can't save everyone. Some people cannot be saved when the paramedics wheel them through those doors. Some are just gone." Ethan emphasized his last sentence. "That's the problem with me? I'd start with your problem. It's like you don't even have feelings. This guy is dead. He's dead because you stopped me from running the code properly. I had it under control! " Liliana yelled at him. "Don't make this personal! He was brain-dead. It's been too long since oxygen reached his brain." He spoke matter-of-factly. "It's been personal from the second you stepped into MY patient's treatment. Did you let your feelings for me cloud your judgment?" shouting, their voices matched. "My feelings? You declared that I had none a moment ago. Decide. Do I have some, or don't I?"
While saying that sentence, Ethan stepped closer to her and threw his hands in the air. Something made Liliana flinch. Maybe her muscle memory from a relationship she had back in Med School. Her hands flew in front of her had, building a protective shield around it, save from any hits. Her knees were pulled up to her torso, shielding it too, as she sat on Ethans Couch.
Only as he saw her in that shape, he realized that he possibly triggered her. "Liliana?" He asked and received no answer. He crouched down next to her, putting his hands on her knees, still pulled up to her chest. Slowly, she peeked from behind her hands, realizing what she just did. Quickly, she lowered her knees and hands again to look at Ethan. The worry in his eyes made her regret everything she said in that pointless argument they had a few seconds ago. "Did you think...did you think I was going to hit you?" His voice was thin, laced with concern and sadness. "It's not like that. It's just that my body did that before I could even think about it. Back when this reaction was useful, I didn't have time to think." the young doctor took her eyes off her boyfriend as she looked down to the carpet on the floor, suddenly finding the patterns interesting. Liliana didn't see the worry in the older doctor's eyes got replaced by a wave of anger. Not at her. At those who have hurt her like this. "Who? Who did this?" he asked, as his hands traveled from her knees to her arms, rubbing them up and down.
Her shoulders began to twitch as tears clouded her eyes and memories swept back into her brain. "An ex-boyfriend." she answered short, giving herself some time to compose herself. "I'm sorry-..." at this, Ethan interrupted her. "No, no, no. Don't be sorry. I started that useless argument. I'm the one who is sorry." He sat on the couch next to Liliana, letting her head hit the crook of his neck as he laid his arms around her.
The thought of someone hurting his girlfriend made all the build-up anger over a usual situation in every resident's career disappear. How could someone do this to Liliana? "Do you want to know? About that guy?" Liliana spoke, almost as if she could read Ethans mind. Her voice was thin, the crying evident. "Only if you feel comfortable talking about it." Liliana inhaled, sitting up from her position, preparing herself to talk. She wiped her tears, looking up at the ceiling. Ethan looked at her, his hands placed at her knees. "It was back in Med-School. We were together for about two years. I guess he didn't cope well with the stress that comes with being there. In the beginning, he only threatened me to hit me, but then, as time went on, he hasn't left it to threats. The day I broke up with him, he threw a fruit bowl at me." Her voice was quiet as tears were constantly flowing down her cheeks. Just as she wanted to continue talking, a sob escaped her body as she let her head fell forward. Liliana realized that she never really talked about this with anyone who wasn't her therapist and paid to listen to her.
Ethan pulled her close again, stroking her back with his hand and soothing her. "It's okay. You're safe here. I would never do that to you." He said in a soothing tone. "I know! I know you would never do that. I didn't think." Ethan took Liliana's head in both hands, looking into her green eyes. "It's okay. He hurt you. I'm not going to be offended by your body reacting to protect you." He pulled her closer to his body again. Liliana heard his heartbeat, smelled his cologne, and she knew she was safe with him.
Request: Hey, i would really love to see you writing again and if you decide to do so, I have a request! I saw this as a starter and rather than writing it myself, I send it to a creator I like. So, MC and Ethan are arguing a bit (how intense is up to you) and then Ethan grabbes something and MC flinches because she thinks he's going to hurt her because of her past relationship? And it ends really fluffy?
Words: 966
Warnings: Mentions of Death, Abuse (If I forgot any, please reach out!)
If you want to be added or removed from my Tag-List, please reach out!
"You had no right to do this! The situation was under control. I had him!" Liliana yelled at Ethan when they sat in his living room. The thunderstorm raging over Boston reflected the mood inside Ethan's apartment. They both stood opposite each other. Liliana stood in front of the sofas and Ethan in front of the windows. Only the coffee table separated them both. "After how long? He was brain-dead. There was no sense in saving him! He was gone before he got into the ER!" Ethan shouted back as Liliana let herself fall on the sofa behind her. Ethans voice grew softer as he continued. "I know you want to save every person that comes through those doors, but you can't. Fight the battles you can fight. Don't waste your energy-." This one sentence made Liliana's Head shoot up. "Waste my Energy? I don't waste anything because I try to save people. That isn't waste. I use my energy to do what I've sworn to do: Save every person I cant save." "And that is exactly the problem. You can't save everyone. Some people cannot be saved when the paramedics wheel them through those doors. Some are just gone." Ethan emphasized his last sentence. "That's the problem with me? I'd start with your problem. It's like you don't even have feelings. This guy is dead. He's dead because you stopped me from running the code properly. I had it under control! " Liliana yelled at him. "Don't make this personal! He was brain-dead. It's been too long since oxygen reached his brain." He spoke matter-of-factly. "It's been personal from the second you stepped into MY patient's treatment. Did you let your feelings for me cloud your judgment?" shouting, their voices matched. "My feelings? You declared that I had none a moment ago. Decide. Do I have some, or don't I?"
While saying that sentence, Ethan stepped closer to her and threw his hands in the air. Something made Liliana flinch. Maybe her muscle memory from a relationship she had back in Med School. Her hands flew in front of her had, building a protective shield around it, save from any hits. Her knees were pulled up to her torso, shielding it too, as she sat on Ethans Couch.
Only as he saw her in that shape, he realized that he possibly triggered her. "Liliana?" He asked and received no answer. He crouched down next to her, putting his hands on her knees, still pulled up to her chest. Slowly, she peeked from behind her hands, realizing what she just did. Quickly, she lowered her knees and hands again to look at Ethan. The worry in his eyes made her regret everything she said in that pointless argument they had a few seconds ago. "Did you think...did you think I was going to hit you?" His voice was thin, laced with concern and sadness. "It's not like that. It's just that my body did that before I could even think about it. Back when this reaction was useful, I didn't have time to think." the young doctor took her eyes off her boyfriend as she looked down to the carpet on the floor, suddenly finding the patterns interesting. Liliana didn't see the worry in the older doctor's eyes got replaced by a wave of anger. Not at her. At those who have hurt her like this. "Who? Who did this?" he asked, as his hands traveled from her knees to her arms, rubbing them up and down.
Her shoulders began to twitch as tears clouded her eyes and memories swept back into her brain. "An ex-boyfriend." she answered short, giving herself some time to compose herself. "I'm sorry-..." at this, Ethan interrupted her. "No, no, no. Don't be sorry. I started that useless argument. I'm the one who is sorry." He sat on the couch next to Liliana, letting her head hit the crook of his neck as he laid his arms around her.
The thought of someone hurting his girlfriend made all the build-up anger over a usual situation in every resident's career disappear. How could someone do this to Liliana? "Do you want to know? About that guy?" Liliana spoke, almost as if she could read Ethans mind. Her voice was thin, the crying evident. "Only if you feel comfortable talking about it." Liliana inhaled, sitting up from her position, preparing herself to talk. She wiped her tears, looking up at the ceiling. Ethan looked at her, his hands placed at her knees. "It was back in Med-School. We were together for about two years. I guess he didn't cope well with the stress that comes with being there. In the beginning, he only threatened me to hit me, but then, as time went on, he hasn't left it to threats. The day I broke up with him, he threw a fruit bowl at me." Her voice was quiet as tears were constantly flowing down her cheeks. Just as she wanted to continue talking, a sob escaped her body as she let her head fell forward. Liliana realized that she never really talked about this with anyone who wasn't her therapist and paid to listen to her.
Ethan pulled her close again, stroking her back with his hand and soothing her. "It's okay. You're safe here. I would never do that to you." He said in a soothing tone. "I know! I know you would never do that. I didn't think." Ethan took Liliana's head in both hands, looking into her green eyes. "It's okay. He hurt you. I'm not going to be offended by your body reacting to protect you." He pulled her closer to his body again. Liliana heard his heartbeat, smelled his cologne, and she knew she was safe with him.
Hey, i would really love to see you writing again and if you decide to do so, I have a request! I saw this as a starter and rather than writing it myself, I send it to a creator I like. So, MC and Ethan are arguing a bit (how intense is up to you) and then Ethan grabbes something and MC clinches because she thinks he's going to hurt her because of her past relationship? And it ends really fluffy?
I'll upload it today! Thanks forthe request and thank you to @imaneditorthankyouverymuch and @helloayz for proof-reading!
saw your thing with the patient dying and I loved seeing Ethan as doctor rather than LI. Can you write something like that again? Like with no relation between E and the other person? Maybe with MC as second doctor? Or the whole Diagnostics Team?
General questions: Would you guys be interested in things like that?
Because if you are, I might need to get some friends involved who know a bit more about medicine than I do.
It's been almost a month since I left but I have to say, that I miss writing. And that's why I want to start again, I'm going to receive hate messages either way.
Sooooo, I'm writing on a few requests that are still open and I was wondering if anyone would have some time on their hands to proofread my stuff?
I've posted my last FYI about a week ago. Even though I closed my asks, people have been continuing the hate. Let it be the Instagram I linked or here, on Tumblr, per DM.
For those saying I should just stay off tumblr: No. I still love coming on here because there's tons of insanely talented authors writing and making my days a bit better and who's content I wouldn't miss for the world.
Honestly, I'm just exhausted. Those messages top off everything that's regularly going on in my every day life. It took a lot of energy from me. But this message i got today topped everything :
I've thought about posting this, because I bring attention to those people. And I kind of don't want that. But the need to tell you what messages like this can make happen is bigger. I received this about an hour ago. This hour I spent crying about all the messages I've got taking my energy and my time. I'm sorry if you don't like me. But that's not a way of telling me. You don't need to tell me. You don't like me, you leave my page. Easy as that.
I've posted this a few days ago, but I with the things that happened here today and yesterday, I'll be going a step further.
I won't just stop posting OH content, I'll stop posting. My asks are deactivated and will stay like this for a while.
My account will still be up, for those who like my work and maybe want to re-read pieces I uploaded. But I don't know how often I'll be online. For those who want to connect, here's my public instagram: @glasshalfwonderful_
To the accounts who sent me lovely DMs, Asks, Replies: THANK YOU SO MUCH. I wasn't fine the entire time and your messages have really helped me.
Hi, I have just discovered your blog and it makes me feel so sad that a lot of anon are harassing you. I know that you don’t really know me but if you need someone to talk with I am here for you
Don’t worry about the hate comments (that i’m pretty sure is from the same person), u can still romancing with whoever tf u want and post whatever tf u want. U’re nothing like that shitty person are saying and u’re free to like ethan. U’re completely valid don’t worry💗
And btw, ethan is my LI too and i love him so much so you’re not alone in this
You don't deserve the hate you got today. Sending you hugs and kisses. 💖💖💖 Pls don't take the words of anon to your heart. This is the pattern these hate anons follow and go to others account to stop them from publishing their amazing content. Your content is amazing. Much love and sending strength your way ❤❤❤
BTW I think the hate is coming from the same anon, cause the way they write is exactly the same. What a loser sending you so much shit like that, and they have the nerve to say Ethan stans are crazy, bitch please
Yeah, I noticed a pattern too...
I'm just asking myself how vile this person has to be, to intentionally worsen someone else's mental health...
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