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& ─ closed starter for : @brokenrollercoaster (alyiah)

“don’t tell me!” he stood behind her intentionally. his favorite resident! (neither confirming or denying this fact if anyone asked). “you’ve finally let martinez and altman down easy and are ready to confess your love for ortho?” a man could dream. he beamed once she turned. “how’s it goin’ thompson?” 

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& ─ closed starter for : @aeipcthys​ (lucy)

heart in throat. or was it stomach? heart somewhere it wasn’t supposed to be. it thumped in his chest. it was so loud it disguised the thumps on her door.  cool it, matthews. the way he’d left. more than unfair. it was lucy he thought about the most in new mexico. she’d deserve an explanation at the least. the very least. he knocked away on her apartment door. don’t ambush her in the hospital. he had thought. his heart fell back into place once the breeze of the door opening hit him. “hey luce.” 

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& ─ amber karev :

“ – I think he might need stitches.” It had been a morning. Things had been going smoothly for once, Amber finally feeling as though she was getting settled into a consistent routine and overall feeling better about doing this by herself. The twins had cooperated, had gotten dressed and eaten their breakfast with no complaints, and she was packing up their bag for daycare when Archer had tripped and fallen directly into her coffee table. Now things were far from smooth, with a squirming and clearly upset Archer crying in her lap as she bounced her leg trying to soothe him. Abigail was in the double stroller beside her doing god knows what on Amber’s phone (but at least she was quiet, quiet was good), all while Amber was trying to talk to the person who had moved the curtain in the emergency room aside. “I cleaned him up best I could at home, but it looks pretty deep.”

dude, don’t jump in. you aren’t back at work yet. “hey there!” standing on the sidelines was not working for him. a crowded emergency room and a young woman with two children? ‘course he was gonna hop in. he was still a doctor. “i’m doctor matthews, my friends call me garrett. i’m not your doc, but it looked like this little guy had a pretty good bump on his head. thought i could help ‘til the pediatrician gets to ya.” he gave amber a smile. “may i?” 

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& ─ wes cabot :

“are you trying to leave her with a scar for the rest of her life?” wes said looking over at the person next to him, who was stitching up what looked to be a cheerleader who must’ve fell. “stop, let me fix it and show you how it’s done properly.” wes got up from his seat, changing his gloves before picking up a new pair of sutures. “see?” 

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back in the saddle again! or back in seattle again? doesn’t matter. garrett was back at the hospital, but he wasn’t officially back at work. don’t laugh! the guy’s teaching. yet a smirk ensued. “they stop teachin’ the basic suture? geez, this place has really gone to hell since i left.” he gave a chuckle. 

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& ─ meredith grey :

“next round’s on me,” meredith tells the person across from her. maybe she knew them, maybe she didn’t, but honestly, she was a little too drunk to care. “tequila or vodka?” she shakes her head, “no, scratch that, something fruity, right?”

&& @traumasstart !

cuttin’ back on drinking was a change. less drinking, more talking. the healthier way to cope. who knew, right? a club soda in hand, garrett couldn’t resist visiting his favorite watering hole. he had a lot to catch up on. “tempting offer there grey!” garrett flashed a smile her way. “think i’m stickin’ with the club soda tonight. do i strike you as the fruity kinda guy? always thought i gave off more of a margarita vibe myself.”

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╰ ❛ 💉 — › chris evans. cismale. he/him. . ╯ have you met garrett matthews yet ? this thirty seven year old scorpio has been living in the seattle area for two years. he makes a living as an orthopedic attending, which is best suited for their protective, generous, compulsive, and stubborn personality. born to run by bruce springsteen is one of their favorite songs, and they're written by annie, 25, est, she/her, n/a

UPDATES

garret left seattle emotional and sad after seeing his ex-wife! he had some soul searching to do. that searching led him to new mexico (bc idk its the vibe i have) 

he went on a bender like any sad boi would. then he got himself some help and began to heal. he is still workin’, but he missed seattle. gotta beg for his job back! stat! 

below is the same from before <3

BASIC INFORMATION

full name: garrett michael anthony david matthews

nickname(s): matthews, ‘mad’ matthews (in hs/college)

age: 37

date of birth: october 29, 1983

hometown: charlotte, north carolina

current location: seattle, washington

race/ethnicity: caucasian 

nationality: american

gender: cismale

pronouns: he/him/his

orientation: heteroromantic, heterosexual

religion: agnostic

political affiliation: democratic socialist

occupation: attending orthopedic surgeon

living arrangements: alone in a loft, other side of town

language(s) spoken: french

accent: american

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE

face claim: chris evans

hair color: dark brown

eye color: blue

height: 5′11

weight: 172 lbs

build: fit/athletic

tattoos: yes

piercings: n/a

clothing style: casual (but put together)

usual expression: soft, smile, grin

distinguishing characteristics: beard, blue eyes

HEALTH

physical ailments: n/a

neurological conditions: past depressive episodes

allergies: shellfish

sleeping habits: grinds teeth

eating habits: n/a

exercise habits: regular - daily morning workouts (running, cardio, crossfit, etc)

emotional stability: he has slipped into depressive episodes in the past because of the loss of his child; typically he’s at an 8, but it can dip quickly

sociability: often isolates after work, living alone, single, etc. he is very good around people though.

body temperature: average

addictions: alochol

drug use: n/a

alcohol use: socially, binge drinking

PERSONALITY

positive traits: protective, generous, caring, charismatic, kind, simple

negative traits: compulsive, stubborn, closed-off

fears: birds freak him out a little bit

hobbies: building furniture from scratch, watching late-night infomercials

FAVOURITES

weather: spring (a new start)

colour: lilac (reminds him of his daughter)

music: probably anything you would describe as ‘the classics’

movies: tbd.

sport: football, hockey

beverage: black coffee

food: calzones (ben wyatt who?)

animal: dogs, he would be the kind of guy to get a deer to trust him

FAMILY

father: patrick matthews, accountant

mother: grace matthews, english teacher

sibling(s): reese matthews (brother), aria matthews (sister)

children: mackenzie mae-matthews †

significant other: sutton reyes (ex-wife)

pet(s): n/a

family’s financial status: upper-middle class

ADDITIONAL CONTEXT

garrett matthews was raised in an upper-middle class, happy family. he had a privileged upbringing, access to a quality education, and he didn’t want for anything.

garrett matthews met sutton reyes when they were both juniors in high school. they were the picture perfect high school couple, and they decided to marry while in college at age 21. mackenzie mae matthews was born, roughly, nine months later. after graduation, garrett decided to go to medical school.

at 26-years-old, garrett began in the surgical residency program at nyu. shortly after, his daughter was diagnosed with non-hodgkin’s lymphoma.

while mackenzie was sick, garrett spent every spare moment by her bedside. however, for a surgical resident, this did not amount to a lot of time. he began to fall behind in his residency and receive pressure from his superiors to step it up. this is why garrett agreed to be part of an organ recovery team one evening during his second year of residency. he could not turn down anymore opportunities. it was this night that mackenzie took her last breaths and passed away, without her father at her bedside.

mackenzie’s death broke garrett. he felt tremendous guilt. he had abandoned his daughter for a surgery. sutton couldn’t even look at him. she hated him, and she told him often. she filed for divorce a few months after mackenzie’s funeral.

garrett started off on a long, complicated spiral. he experienced, what could probably be characterized as, a series of depressive episodes. he began binge drinking. he fell further and further down, always resorting to alcohol to drown away his guilt. he probably would have lost everything if his mentor hadn’t eventually pulled him out.

garrett got back on his feet. he dedicated himself to helping other people through his work. he wanted to be the best person he could be--for mackenzie. he started to get his life back together (although he was never able to admit he had a drinking problem...he remains adamant that he is not, nor was he ever, an alcoholic; his problem is ‘under control).

when given the chance, garrett moved to the other side of the country to escape some of his more painful memories. he accepted a fellowship at seattle presbytarian before becoming an attending surgeon at seattle grace.

garrett carries mackenzie with him. he is inspired everyday by his beautiful, courageous, generous child. she is why he is so committed to being the kind and caring man he is. he smiles a lot more now. although, at the end of the day, he always goes home alone.

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lostatseattle​:

“sounds interesting. don’t know if i could afford it, though.” she leaned back against the door, her hands tucked away behind her. max let her gaze wander around the room, not wanting to be accused of staring. she laughed, “i wish.” her life would have looked very different if she’d been an only child. whether it would be better or worse was up for debate. “it’s definitely not. i recommend it, actually.” she smiled. “welcome to the team. uh- what team would that be?”

“we have an early bird special.” what was she talking about? bella untucked her hair from the back of her shirt, combing through with her fingers. “that bad, yeah?” sibling drama. yuck. better or worse than the parental kind?  “i’ve got a spare parent if you wanna give it a go.” bella smirked. she began to stuff the ends of her shirt into her pants. “ah, i’m sure you do.” her head shook. "i don’t discriminate on teams. for work, it’s hr. you’re not a doctor, so what’s your story?”

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strengthbound​:

“Aye well I wasn’t too fond of her knowing either,” Lilith said with a small huff, only barely refraining from rolling her eyes right back. “I honestly can’t tell if you have such an elevated sense of self importance that you think I want brownie points from you or if you think keeping it from her did me any favours.”

“pretty sure i got the worst of it.” wasn’t a great evening. top 10 worst list no doubt. lilith could be thankful for that. bella gripped the counter. head hung down. “why’d you want brownie points from me? i meant my mother you dolt.” there’s that little temper! bella took a deep breath in. “exactly why i thought you would’ve said somethin’. unless you’re trying to get away from her. no arguments from me.”

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& ─ rory martin :

“as long as the reruns are, it’s alive in my heart,” aurora said solemnly. she was a sucker for crime shows, at this point she half considered herself an amateur detective. some day she might just pack it all in and go full jessica jones. “which is exactly why they would be really good targets. point proven. check and mate.” she crossed her arms over her chest. or her point was total crap. that could still stand too, especially with her awful technique for keeping information a secret. “whatever you want i’ll try. but if it’s horrible i’m never letting you order lunch again.” she leaned over to peer over the younger woman’s shoulder to make sure it at least looked okay.

“tell me you’re the kinda person who secretly knows how to commit a crime without leaving a trace.” good people to have on your side, bad ones to have as enemies. “i’m keepin’ that in mind.” for no reason. bella laughed. “okay gilmore. you win. i’ll keep my eyes open. ‘case there’s a hospital heist. now i kinda wanna watch ocean’s eleven.” this conversation had a lot of influence. bella ordered what she wanted and some options for rory to try. expand the palate. “gotta think outside the bun!” or whatever the slogan was. “if it’s good, you’ll never let me buy you lunch again? oh no. whatever will i do?” 

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& ─ celeste white :

Celeste shook her head. “This is not about you apologizing instead of her, Bella. It’s about how you should apologize regardless of what Lilith does.” Lilith was a grown adult who she had zero control over. But Bella was her daughter, so the least bit of influence she had there she would use to encourage her to do the right thing in this situation. She was surprised by the sudden anger that seemed to spill out of her daughter, mouth open slightly as she listened to the words. “Of course I recall asking you to join me. While I’m happy that you’re here, that does not mean you will not be held accountable for your actions!” Life wasn’t without consequences. Celeste wasn’t going to pretend like it was. “As a matter of fact, Bella, I am seldom interested in yelling at anyone, least of all you.” She would have gone on, but Bella cut her off, continuing down this jagged path. And then, her breath hitched. The words left her daughter’s lips with such nonchalance, but they hit Celeste like a sucker punch. I know you didn’t want me. That wasn’t something that Bella had ever said to her before, and it forced the older woman to pause for a moment in the silence. “Wh-where did you get that idea?” Her hands clenched together, taking a step forward towards the younger woman. “Don’t you ever say that. You are my daughter. I love you more than you could ever understand.” 

she felt like a little kid again. bella wanted to stomp off, slam the door shut to her room, and crank the christina aguilera. adulthood sucked. “can we forgot about it? it’s over. i’m not trying to talk to her again. ever, ‘kay?” had to be good enough. no talking would be a gift to both of them. celeste invited her, she couldn’t deny it. they weren’t close enough for that. if bella hadn’t screwed up her own deal, she wouldn’t even be here. say hello again to guilt. anger mixed with guilt. not the kinda cocktail she planned on this evening. “could’ve fooled me. all we do is yell, mom.” yeah, she let a mom slip. it showed that was what she wanted to call her mother. had to count for something, even though she wasn’t being very forgiving in this back and forth. “i yell at you. you yell at me. dad yells at you. you yell at dad. you yell at me. the cycle hasn’t changed since i was wearing footie pajamas. this. this is why i told you no! living like this would make me insane.” hello, bella! this is already how you’re living. she looked at the ground. bella wasn’t supposed to say that to celeste. she knew it was true, but she never planned on saying it. out loud was different. her eyes avoided looking at her mother completely as she figured out whether crying or screaming was a better response. or running away. zip on out the door without looking back. “you don’t have to. i get it, a mother’s love, blah blah. i don’t know, maybe you do love me, but do you even like me?” she couldn’t listen to it when she didn’t feel it. “dad told me.” she crossed her arms. no eye contact. bella couldn‘t. “he told me you didn’t want me. how he had to convince you to have me. well, pressure’s off. you don’t have to try so hard at the mother deal. you never wanted to do it, so i’m releasing you.” that hurt.

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& ─ aaron oliver :

“It is not,” He replied, but his sharp tone and short words only proved that Aaron was in fact very uncomfortable with the situation as it was unravelling. “I told you, it’s different in a professional setting,” He argued, his back still facing Bella despite the obvious sound of rustling fabric. He didn’t think he could be too safe. “Those women trust me, I’m there to do my job. I don’t just walk in on them undressing - or dressing - whatever it was you were doing.” Whatever it was, walking in on it had made him feel like a creep. As if he’d invaded her privacy. Which technically he had. “If she called them the big guns then I think that perhaps you shouldn’t trust her anyway,” He pointed out, “Lack of blushing and stuttering be damned.” 

he looked like the definition of not having a good time. squirmy (if that was a word). with a buttoned front, bella’s arms fell to her sides. “you’re safe now. two completely clothed people.” she chuckled. this wasn’t on the list of goals for today: make a grown man uncomfortable with her body. bella turned around to find her bag and other belongings. she really was a mess. “big guns was all me. regretfully. i’ll take the L there.” not even she could defend it. “i get it, you’re not one of those creepy docs. you don’t drive a white van. love to hear it.” she bent over to pick something up from under the bed. “hope your girlfriend gets a better reaction than this. you kinda look like you just saw something unspeakable.” and a smirk followed.

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& ─ alyiah thompson :

“And what job do you have?” She tilted her head at the other women. Curious as to what she did within the hospital. “Trust me. I know it’s crazy but it happens a lot.” Alyiah was just used to it at this point and it didn’t phase her much anymore. “I am. Surgical resident but i’m a doctor and we aren’t all narcissist.” 

“nothin’ exciting.” she gave a shrug. “i’m a new assistant in human resources. phones, emails, photocopies--every little fun thing you could think of.” bella laughed at her own expense. the job was what it was. getting that money. she frowned. “people suck.” she’d hit the door close button before. everyone did that! not when someone was running, though. not a total bitch. her teeth sank into her bottom lip. “you don’t look like a narcissist if it helps. you’ve got a much better vibe than that. good energy. i kinda grew up around doctors, so my pov is totally warped.”

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& ─ arizona robbins :

The surgery Arizona had just completed had been so long, fifteen hours to remove a mass from the patient’s stomach. The blonde informed the family and then walked to the nearest on-call room. Normally she knocked, but in that moment it slipped her mind. She collapsed on the bed, just to hear the other scream. “I don’t care about your body, I care about sleep.”

love a little apathy in the morning. “easy for you to say. your shirt isn’t in your hands. please, be my guest.” she didn’t have to add the sarcasm, but c’mon. it was understandable. what closed door did people not knock at? a little tap. something! she stuffed her arm into one sleeve, then another. “before you pass out on me--think my phone’s still over ther.” she pointed to the bed. 

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& ─ libby teasdale :

               head  in  a  chart ,   she  is  not  paying  attention  to  her  surroundings .  it’s a miracle she actually made it into an on-call room and not some poor, sleeping patient’s room. coming inside, libby doesn’t notice the other female until her voice crowds the small room.  “ oh my god! “  she looks away. “ i’m sorry! “ she exclaims. teeth sink into her bottom lip and she rubs a thumb over her forehead. “ usually these rooms get locked—- you know what, my bad. totally on me. i – yeah , should’ve knocked. “

no one could say bella wasn’t making an impression. new employee, plenty of stories to tell. “know what? it’s fine.” she gestured with her hand and slipped it into the sleeve of the shirt. “least i’ve been working out lately.” couldn’t deny she looked good. “it was locked at one point. i like a little risk, but not that much.” her fingers started on the buttons. “you can come in, i’ll be outta your hair soon as i look like i could work in an office and didn’t just get dressed in one of these rooms.” 

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& ─ nathan price :

Nathan nodded his head, feeling more and more awkward by the second as he kept his gaze away from the woman as she covered herself up. “I was meant to be trying to get some sleep not running into - into this.” He explained, his hand waving in her direction slightly as he spoke. “These rooms have sleeping doctors in, doors closed is kinda the whole point - do you, have you worked in a hospital long? Are you even meant to be in here?” He asked, putting the pieces together in his mind that he hadn’t actually seen her around before.

“not the worst thing a guy’s ever called me.” could’ve been worse. bella followed it with a quick shrug. “this does have a name. usually go by bella, maybe bells. this doesn’t have the same ring.” her lips formed into a smirk, working the buttons on the top. she wasn’t convinced doctors only slept in these rooms. “mmm, is 24 hours long? i’m already learning so much. you a doctor in this place?” bella’s hands finished with the buttons on her shirt. “covered. you can stop freaking. unless you have an aversion to exposed ankles. guys are so predictable.” she chuckled. “guess to your point, i could’ve snuck into a hospital. always wanted to spend the night on vinyl mattress. everything i dreamed of.”

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& ─ rebecca goldmann :

“it is fun.” that was the best description rebecca could deliver from everyone’s favourite gay bar. she couldn’t help but laugh. “a few things come to mind, considering you remembered her great dance moves.” she wasn’t fooling anyone. “do you work here? i don’t remember seeing you around.” and rebecca was very good with faces.

“mmkay, i can work with fun.” not as good as wild, but a vibe she could work with. “if i went to check it out, would i see you there?” there was no harm in bella asking. simple question. nothing more. bella laughed. “maybe they were really great moves. dance moves!” good save. “is there dancing at the wildrose?” she hated a stale bar. bella needed entertainment. “i like to think i leave an impression, but that’s ‘cause you haven’t.” her lips curled into a smile. “i’m working in human resources. very new here. i’m bella. and you...?” 

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strengthbound​:

“If you were carrying on the family name you’d be downstairs in general.” Lilith murmured making the decision not to make a comment about the fact that Celeste and Bella had different surnames. She paused slightly at Bella’s statement. “No I didn’t, she didn’t even know you were in town. But you did. Why would you bring it up?”

even correcting her in a farce. so annoying. bella’s eyes rolled. “i didn’t want her to know. not ’til I was ready.” or came up with an excuse. whichever was first. “‘cause i assumed she was coming to yell at me for it. what happened? you didn’t want the brownie points from ratting on me?” bella stepped in it anyway, but she wanted to know why.