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all i do is over caffeinate myself and function incorrectly

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NASA just dropped the closest image ever taken of Jupiter.

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abbot: er doctor. veteran. combat medic. amputee. widower. goes to therapy. fakes measurements to allow an abortion for a young girl. gives blood while actively treating patients. copes in dark humor. a yapper. talks his friend off a ledge he was just on. listens to a police scanner on his day off. volunteers to come in on his day off. makes sure people know they're doing a good job.

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THE PITT (2025-) 1.04 "10:00 A.M."

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it matters, Where you are

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sorry if you read my fics and you see the same very specific phrases over and over again

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you're doing amazing sweetie

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Sansa and her innocent dreams, left to the lions in Kings Landing

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as someone who had a german shepherd growing up, I can confirm they are the best 🥺 seeing the photos of them cuddling together brought up so many memories. this fic is my version of perfection!

(also, I feel like Jack totally would take home a retired K-9 / adopt an older dog! 💙)

GirlDad! Abbot and his K-9 Percy L. Abbot

Faithfully. Jack comes back to you. every tour until the last.

when he comes home with a K-9 from a fallen soldier, they immediately let him retire with a good life of being a dog again.

no more missions or bombs or gunshots. just belly rubs and tea time with their daughter.

oh boy, are they a pair to see. she’s put tiaras on him, clip bows in his hair, and lay with her when she watched bluey.

that dog never leaves her side. not for anything but food and bathroom breaks.

Jack smiles to himself softly when he thinks she’s talking to someone in her room and cracks the door to find his daughter on her tummy with the giant german shepherd, petting his fur and his ears go back as she whispers “you’re such a handsome boy Percy.. such a good boy.”

Percy, who waits at the bus stop with Jack to see her off to school and who sits patiently for that yellow bus to drop off his little best friend.

Percy who that rests his big fluffy head on her blankets at the edge of the bed to check on her. Percy who gently climbs on bed when she’s sick. it’s Jack’s alarm bell for when his little girl is not feeling okay when Percy won’t even get up to eat. his behavior says: i can eat later, I gotta be with my girl because she doesn’t feel okay. once Jack gets her medicine and anything she needs, only then will Percy get up to allow himself to eat.

Jack’s favorite thing is to put his sunglasses on Percy and take photos for his daughter when she’s away for the night. “Percy says make smart choices” because of course he has to be a good dad but he also wants to be a fun dad.

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JOSH HARTNETT as DR. ERNEST LAWRENCE

OPPENHEIMER (2023) dir. Christopher Nolan

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Jean-Honoré Fragonard, L'Abreuvoir (detail)

1763-65

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"Jack Abbot is an old man who isn't good with technology" he has a Butterfly ultrasound in his backpack

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trinity and dennis and dennis and trinity

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this is so warm and soft and perfect. sorry, I melted into a puddle while reading. no other words, I just loved this so much!

"Someone in this relationship has to sleep."

You should be asleep, should have been asleep hours ago really but your brain wouldn't slow down. Wouldn't stop thinking about, well everything. Jack had caught you propped up in bed trying to find something to watch until sleep took you.

"I actually get a few hours most of the time so I'm at least a little better than you."

"Something on your mind?"

The blankets pulled away from you just a little under his weight as Jack settled on the bed next to you.

"Can I say everything?" The remote aboned in your lap as you focus shifted to him.

"What specificly right now then?" Those stupidly pretty eyes a little to knowing as he watched you.

"I'm thinking about how I should be tired but I can't make myself be tired. That I should have done so many things better than I did today."

"Yesterday."

"Jack."

He sighed arm slipping around your shoulders and pulling you into his side, forcing you to actually lay down fully.

"Let me tell you as your doctor-"

"You're not my doctor." You could hear the exasperated look he gave you more than you saw it as he continued.

"-as a doctor, I have to tell you that you need to sleep."

Tucked against him it was getting harder to stay awake, the familiar timbre of his voice and the warmth of him beside you were already helping. Your eyelids feeling heavy and your thoughts slowing to a crawl.

"Keep talking then, it helps." He could hear the sleepy edge to your voice, sleep starting to take you.

Jack leaned forward briefly to press a kiss to the top of your head before he started talking again. Really about nothing, and a bit of everything. His warm hand rubbing circles into your lower back as you sank further into him until you finally fell asleep in his arms.

"Night sweetheart" whispered into the still bedroom as he felt his own eyes grow heavy. The only sound in the room the steady, familiar sound of your breathing.

Guess who should have been asleep hours ago? I'll come back tomorrow and reread this and edit.