#and melissa ofc

[halucynator]

What's your favourite scary movie?

YOU DID NOT.

(i will be so embarrassed if you didn't do that because of scream and that was just coincidental istg)

Unironically, my favourite movie is scream 6. I've watched many horror movies in my life (i stayed up last night and night before to binge scream 2, 3 and 4.) including the babysitter (both as if the first one wasn't traumatising enough) so i can safely say that in my honest (and correct ofccc jkjk) opinion that scream 6 is the best one so far.

I really liked scream 5 but it was too gruesome for me which ik ik that's the purpose but like scream 5 was WAY MORE gory to me than scream 6 which might be a very subjective opinion

This is one of those other things that I can go on a rant about but I'll spare you the lecture (but if you wantttttt, I suppose I could clear my very non existent schedule 😏)

Anyways, what's your favourite scary movie?

[homosexualslug]

to think any one of them probably could have stopped shauna's rampages at any time by kissing her because the girl was simply just that repressed and miserable. melissa is the only who figured it out and it literally saved her life. we are so back. we have never been this back!

[kilojulietsierra]

Fun thought: I’m my head Sam must have told Jack about Mel and how she’s her favorite resident from the VA.

When Mel eventually works night shift with Jack he understands why his wife loves the new resident and is a little more encouraging to her.

Did you ask for this? No. DId I write something anyway? Yes.

It was too good to not come up with a little one shot!

~~~~~

It was in the middle of the night from Hell, the night of the Pittfest shooting, that Mel saw her for the first time.

"Sam!" Mel called out on her way out of BH with and arm full of supplies. "What are you doing here?"

Sam, who at that moment had been assiting Jack as he intubated a difficult patient, had to look around a couple times before she found the voice she faintly recognized. "Oh, Mel, hey! Are you good?"

"Yeah! Yeah, I'm... good. Just, nice to see you!" She nodded once and then hurried back to her zone.

"You too." Sam said, but the young doctor was already gone.

Beside her Jack had successfully intubated and stepped back, "Bag him." He watched as his wife attached the bag and waited for the nod that indicated they were good before he asked, "You know her?"

As Sam bagged the patient, breathed for him while they waited for transport to come take him to ICU, she nodded, "Kind of, yeah. She worked dayshit at the VA for a few months I think. They put her in as a secondary on nights when we were short. "Good kid. Wicked smart"

Jack gave her a nod, "We can take a red!" He called out as transpo took their previous patient, "She seemed awfully cheery this morning."

He handed his wife a pair of fresh medium gloves and took a pair of large for himself.

Sam smiled at the gesture as she gloved up, "Don't you remember what it was like to be young and excited for your new job?"

Her husband stared back at her as the next gurney pulled up, 'No." He shook his head and turned to Jesse, "What've we got?"

~~

A month had passed when Jack came home from his first shift with the med students in his rotation.

"Hey babe," Sam looked up from her spot on the couch and put a finger in her book to keep her place, "How was your night?"

He'd already showered and put on his sweats so he came around and laid on the couch, with his head in her lap. "Med students and interns switched to nights."

Sam bit her lip and fought back a smile. She rested the hand holding her book on his chest and with her free hand combed through his hair. "And?"

His chest rose and fell with a deep breath, "Long night."

Sam fought back the smile again, "Set that on the table?" She let him take the book and grinned as he flipped it over to keep her place as he set it down. Her other hand free she tested it on his bare chest, "How did they do?"

Jack took another deep breath, "Samira's a rockstar."

"Mhmm. So i've heard. Interesting how she requested a rotation on nights all the sudden."

Jack reached back to pinch her thigh, "Don't start. She is good, you've said it yourself."

"I know." Sam chuckled, she trusted her husband more than anyone in the world and would never doubt him in their marriage, but she also knew that the young doctor had gone a little starry eyed over Jack since the Pittfest incident. "How about Santos? You said she had it."

He stayed quiet for a minute, "She's got the balls, she just needs to get her attitude sorted out."

Sam stroked her hand back and forth over his chest, "And how did that go?" Sam knew her husband well enough to know that guts and motivation only got you so far in his ER. You had to be a team player, and follow orders too.

"She has to sit out anymore 'cool' cases," he made air quotes with his fingers, "She'll figure it out pretty damn fast." When he cracked a hint of a smirk that told her everything she needed to know.

"You made her run chairs all night didn't you?" Sam shook her head. "Jack…"

"She was trying to cherry pick, should've seen her face when she found out the farm kid got to do run lead on a bilateral pneumothorax while she was holding an emesis bag for a case of food poisoning."

Sam smiled as she combed her fingers through his hair, "How's Mel doing?"

He didn't answer right away. "She's smart."

She gave him a moment to expound, but when he didn't she prodded him, "But?

Jack looked up at her, "She gets flustered." He laced his fingers through hers over his chest, "Know you said you liked her, but we had some rough ones tonight by the end of the shift she was pretty emotional."

"People get emotional, you know, those of us that have them anyway." She teased and tweaked his nipple.

"Smart ass." Jack batted her hand away and sat up.

Sam bit her lip as she watched the muscles in his core flex as he sat upright and twisted so his feet were on the floor.

"C'mere." He motioned for her and smirked as she moved to straddle his lap, "Just mean she comes across as soft, easily overwhelmed."

"Because she cares." Sam defended the resident, "Open to some advise from a lowly nurse?"

Jack dropped his head back against the couch and smoothed his hands over his wife's thighs, "Only from one's that let me do inappropriate things to them after hours."

She rolled her eyes, "I'm serious."

"So am I." His face remained stoic, scowl in place. When she only scowled right back at him he gave her a smile, "Always from you."

Sam wrapped her arms around his neck, "You're on with them tomorrow right?" When he nodded she continued, "Just try and watch her tomorrow, get her on some of the tough ones, but don't watch her like… well, like you." She smirked when he swatted her on the ass lightly. "Just give her room to breath, work the problem on her own, lead her with a question if she gets a little flustered, but don't put the pressure on her like you normally would."

"Baby, we're a trauma,"

"I know," Sam interrupted him, "and I know she'll impress you, she's just…" Sam licked her lips and thought for a minute, "Just give her room to think."

Jack studied her face for a long moment and she let him.

"You trust me right?" She arched an eyebrow at him.

"WIth my life." There was no hesitation in his answer.

Sam nodded, "Give her room to work, you'll see."

After a beat Jack nodded, moved his hands up to her hips and tugged her close. "Okay. Give her room. Check." For a long moment he just held her gaze, took advantage of the calm she brought him and could almost feel his blood pressure regulate as they sat. "You eat yet?"

She shook her head, "Waited for you."

He took in her shorts and favorite hoodie, clear sign they wouldn't be leaving the house and nodded to himself as he slid his hands underneath to stroke over her back, "What sounds good?"

"You goin' to cook for me?"

"I am gonna order UberEATS for you." He gave her a grin.

"Order me my pizza from Nick's and we can talk about some of those 'inappropriate things'." She gave him a quick kiss and smiled into it when he didn't let her go right away.

~~~~~

Jack remembered that conversation the next night when EMS brought in two rollover victims, one of whom ejected from the vehicle.

"Ellis take Trauma 2 with Whitacre, King with me." He watched her eyes get wide for a moment before she followed.

It was hard for him at first. He had no trouble handing off a procedure to a student, they were here to learn and he whole heatedly believed in trial by fire. but he had a tone, a presence, he was aware of that. So, he took a step back, literally and figuratively, "What do you see Dr. King?"

The look she gave him made him skeptical, but he trusted Sam and so he gave the young doctor an encouraging nod. Then he saw it, the deep breath, the slow blink and the nod in return.

Sam had been wrong. Sort of.

Jack smirked from two steps away while Dr. King ran the trauma without one single leading question from him. At most he nodded, talked her through steps occasionally. Once they were done he gave her a smile, "Excellent work Dr. King."

The smile on her face was possibly the biggest he'd seen it yet, she nearly bounced on the balls of her feet. "Thanks!."

Bridget met them at the door to the trauma room, "We've got a teen, fell off a second story balcony, parents brought him in."

Abbot dipped his hand under the hand sanitizer and rubbed it in. "Dr. King," He took a half second and decided, 'on me." Jack couldn't help but chuckle quietly to himself when he saw her shocked expression followed by the big smile again as she hurried after him.

Nights changed after that. Santos slowly but surely developed a hint of humility and was eventually allowed back in the trauma bay, Whitacre was...Whitacre he still had some progress to make, but Mel. Mel had surprised him.

As she got more comfortable she just got better. He'd see her sometimes sneek off on her own for a few minutes and then return, but every time she came back she was on his hip ready for the next one. She soaked everything in and then could turn around and use it.

Jack found himself not just teaching her medicine, he was teaching her how to get creative, how to problem solve, how to navigate the beaucratic bullshit, how to take command and run a trauma, a code, the department. By the end of her night shift rotation that timidness had nearly disappeared, but not at the cost of her empathy.

On the last night she had even given him an order in the middle of a trauma. She hadn't really noticed until it was too late, based on the look of pure panic, but Jack had kept his face straight, handed her the instrument she had requested and allowed the barest slip of a smile.

He found her out in the ambulance bay that morning, catching her breath, humming to herself. When she saw him she immediatly perked up, "Something coming in?"

Jack shook his head, "Nope, just wanted to come check on you."

Mel looked surprised but gave him a nod and a smile, "I'm fine. Good, really. This month has been so great. I, I feel like I learned more in the last four weeks than I have all year. Thank you."

"Of course." He stuck his hands in his pockets, "Mel, I just want you to know that I may have had my reservations about you at first, but you have absolutely exceeded my expectations. You are a damned good doctor."

She looked like she might cry for a minute, "Thank you, for giving me the chance. Really, I'm so grateful."

Jack gave her a little grin. "Sam wanted me to tell you she's proud of you too. She speaks very highly of you."

Mel smiled wide, "Oh that's so sweet, I loved working with her. I, I guess I didn't know you two were related."

Jack turned to his side a little still with the grin, "We're married. Sam's my wife."

"Oh! Oh, that's so awesome, plus that makes sense. You're both so..." She made some hand motion to indicate something about him. "You know."

He gave her a strange look but nodded, kept his face relaxed, "Have you made any decisions yet, after this?"

"Umm yes and no, I'm definitly staying in emergency medicine. Just not sure where." The big, bright smile was back

"Good to hear." Jack nodded and reached into the pocket of his scrub pants and pulled out two envelopes. He ducked his head slightly to catch her eye, "These are for you."

Mel took them carefully, "What, what are these?"

Jack put his hands back in his pockets and continued to stare down the street. "Letter of recommendation, for when the time comes, I know you're not finished just yet." He glanced her way and the look on her face makes him grin, "Top one is generic, for wherever you might decide to go."

She stared at the envelopes, at the signature scrawled over the closed flaps, "What's the second one?"

Still with a grin Jack turned to face her and nodded back towards the ambulance bay and the ED behind, "For here. If you decide to stay," He caught her eye and smiled, really smiled, "Which I hope you do."

The young doctor stood with her mouth agape, the letters in her hand clutched delicately. She just kept shaking her head, like she didn't know what to say. J

ack chuckled, "In the meantime, I'd like you to consider switching to nights. If you can make the schedule work with you sister. I'd be happy to have you, we all would. I've already cleared it with the education director and admin, if you're interested."

Her only response was to wrap her arms around him so fast and so tight he barely knew what hit him, "Thank you." She squeezed him so tight Jack thought she might be shaking. "For everything, thank you so much."

After a second of hesitation Jack returned the hug, "No problem kid. It's what I'm here for." He gave a squeeze in return and then stepped back , "Now go home, get some sleep okay."

Mel nearly levitated back through the bay and Jack realized he was still smiling. He checked his watch and then pulled out his phone to call Sam. "Hey babe, yeah I'm almost done. Robby's going to be pissed." He paused in front of the doors as he saw the man in question walking towards the entrance. "Beause, I'm stealing his best resident."

~~~~~

[alicentsgf]

what gets me about that scene we got between shauna and melissa is how desperately shauna is trying to appear like she doesnt care. not looking up, being dissmissive. like girl stop we all know you care. you care SO much. shauna desires love and acceptance so much its been obvious since the pilot, when jackie never said i love you back and then shauna begged jeff to say it. she wants to be looked at like she hung the moon so so badly - something she hasnt had since jackie. but shes also scared of it because theres this power hungry, brutal side to her that she couldn't even bring herself to fully show jackie until she was forced to. and it killed them. and then melissa comes along and she compliments that brutality, desires it, kisses shauna with the butchers knife to her neck, and looks at shauna like THIS -

- when shauna teasingly exercises a little authority over her, warning her not to be "boring". aka: dont reject this part of me. ofc melissa just smiles, because the implication that she would is pretty funny when shes made it obvious shes probably attracted to that part of shauna the most.

and shaunas going to continue to play it cool but honestly how could she not be just as obsessed with melissa as melissa is with her lmao. no matter how much she tries to convince herself otherwise.

[ecstarry]

the pitt au where mel and langdon meet as camp councelors the summer before college and they bond over going into pre med and they're this weird third thing because they don't really need or look for it to become romantic because they really just enjoy the company. they call each other dr.king and dr. langdon and laugh when the kids ask if they're really doctors because they look so young.

the camp ends and they don't really keep in touch through college. cut to their first day of med school and they run into each other at the library. it takes langdon a bit to recognize her, mel's hair is longer, and he swears she's even taller now, but her glass frames are the same and so he goes 'dr.king' and with the biggest fucking smile mel goes 'dr.langdon'

[baked-potatoes-rule]

Rachel Goldman died on impact, and like Van said during the eulogy, she was never going to listen to Wonderwall again.

They get the chance to be rescued and go back home...They get the chance to listen to Wonderwall and remember their time back in the wilderness and the people they lost there.

[vfernarts]

recent episode was depressing so here's mama mel and her guinea pigs (drawover of this post by remygumbs on instagram!)

[ivebeenherebefore25]

What Is Love Worth? 1/?

"Melissa and I have been together for a few months, now. Well, not together together, but she spends quite a bit of time in my bed, though. The problem is this: she's seeing someone. A man. A firefighter. She a came into the teachers lounge a couple days ago and announced that she wants to 'go steady' with him. With actual tears in her eyes. But she came to me, that same night." I say with an exasperated expression etched onto my face. "I mean, sometimes I feel like I'm going crazy here with her, like, she says she wants me, but she shows me she wants him," My voice cracks as tears form in my eyes. "And I know I get too attached, too quickly, and I fall hard, but maybe it isn't just me this time. I don't know. What do I do?"

There is a slight pause on the other end of the phone before a response is granted. "Lottie, relationships are complicated, and nothing will change that, but when it comes to situations like this, especially for someone with your type of personality disorder, the effects can be extremely damaging. It can amplify what is already present, while simultaneously creating new things in your subconscious that will manifest eventually, if they haven't already." I take my bottom lip between my teeth and sink my teeth hard as I take in the words of my newest therapist. "I can't tell you what to do, but my question for you is: Why do you continue to allow her back? What makes you feel the need to do that, even though it always makes you feel bad afterward?" 

The question swirls in my brain for longer than I'm comfortable with before I realize I'm unable to give an answer. To my therapist, or myself. "I- I don't know," A breathe catches in my throat as I glance around my living room. "I need to go. Thank you, Doctor."

What makes me do this, even though I always feel bad after? 

I don't know. 

I do know the softness of her skin. I know the scent of her rosemary and peach shampoo; and it smells delicious by the way. I know the way her voice rises and falls in the midst of pleasure. I know the way she loves her students, and the impact she has on them. I know the way her marriage traumatized her in the name of love. I know the ways she enjoys. Melissa is so full of light, I can't not be drawn to her like a moth to a flame. The darkness in me settles for the few short hours she is here. With me. The tears begin to form again, and that will lead to nowhere good, so I make my way to bedroom to gather my things for a bath. 

_

The bathroom is thick with the scent of bath oil and candles. I turn the hot water on and let it fill the tub, water diluting the oil, and I run to my kitchen to grab my pink whitney and my blunt. I return to the bathroom and the tub is full, so I shut it off and shed my oversized sweater from my small frame. Jumping into the shower beside the bathtub I wash my hair first, before making my way up, down, across, and between my body with soap. Another soap for my sensitive bits, face wash, body wash, and finally: moisturizer bar! Now, time to relax. I hope into the bathtub quickly, and the now warm water encombasses my body. I grab my blunt and spark it with an excited smile. I fucking love weed. I chase my first few hits with a couple of shots, as tomorrow is saturday, and I desperatly need to pretend I'm someone else right now. Only, I just realized I forgot to eat....and the alcohol wastes no time getting the job done. I shrug it off and enjoy my blunt, throwing my head back and letting the aroma of the oils take me away. Peach and rosemary. Who knew it could be so intoxicating? The smoke swirls as I trail my free hand down my chest to my breast. I imagine it's her as I tail my fingertip around my nipple. An idea pops into my head then. A bad idea, but an idea nonetheless. And, also, how can it be bad when it just feels so good? 

Existing the bathtub, I grab my light blue, silk robe from the hook on the door and head to my bed to retrieve my phone. I bite my lip as I open my camera and turn to my full lenght mirror in the corner of my room. I press record as I sink to my knees slowly, catching my relfection at a godly angle, as I slowly pull the robe to the side, exposing my small tits. My stomach twists and turns as I rewatch the video before sending it to my favorite redhead, and turning back to my mirror to quickly snap a few more slutty picture for her viewing pleasure. When I've finished I pace my room for a second before heading over to my vanity and applying my lotions, creams, and deodorant. I mix a few of my favorite perfumes to achieve my desired scent before tossing myself onto my bed and checking my phone.  

2 missed calls from Mel Mel <3 

My heart races and a smile spreads across my as I read the notifications.My thumb hovers over the facetime button before I finally press it. The phone rings for a split second beforeshe picks up. My breath hitches as I take her in, she is so beautiful. "Mel," I say, my voice somewhere between moan and a breathe. "Come." "I will. Right now." Her voice is hushed in her reply, and she hangs up as quickly as she answered. 

I roll around in my bed kicking my feet as I imagine what's to come. Twenty minutes later and I'm taking more shots while I'm lounging on my couch waiting for my itialian beauty, and it isn't much longer before there is a frantic knock on my door. I jump from my seat and run to let her in. As soon as the door is cracked she's pushing her way inside and shoving me back up against it, hands groping and squeezing as her mouth crashes against mine. Our kiss is wet and sloppy as she fights me for the dominance we both know she'll never win. Melissa pushes her body flush against mine as I circle my arms around her waist, my hands trailing lower to the palm at her gorgeous ass through her thin black leggings, as she moans into my mouth. "I've missed you, Amante." Her words light a fire in the pit of my stomach, and I feel my eyes darken as I make a 'tsk' sound. I plant a soft kiss on her lips as I trail my hand up her chest, around her throat, and to the back of her head. "Have you now? I was under the impression you've been quite distracted," She looks at me with a sheepish expression as I grab a fistful of her hair and guide her to her knees. "To the couch. Go." I hear Melissa's breath hitch as she crawls over to the couch, propping back on her legs when she makes it. She looks as me with a parted mouth and I can't help but think of all the pretty sounds she's about to be making. All for me. I hold her stare as I make my way to her slowly, caressing the side of her jaw, slighly, as I take my seat in front of her leaning forward to sjisper against her lips. "Stand up and strip for me, hm? Show me what a good whore you can be." Melissa strips slowly, teasingly, exposing mere inches of her soft flesh at a time. Her leggings are the first to go, offering me a perfect view of her ass when she turns and bends to remove them. "No panties?" I ask, amusement coating my voice. "What for?" Melissa replies as she drags her shirt over her head. She cups her breasts and squeezes as I stare up at her, my mouth watering heavily. "Good girl. You're learning."

[stingrachelmha]

Boyfriend collection

[glitterfairy-21225]

And if I said Genlissa-Shaunahat love triangle.

[vargassdottir]

=✮ The Soldier & The Songbird ✮=

[MCU] James Bucky Barnes x Melissa Gold / Winter Soldier x Songbird

✮ Masterlist ✮

Melissa “Mel” Gold has seen aliens descend from the sky, countries rise and fall (literally) and been nothing more than dust for a whole five years. A celebration in honour of the return of half the population results in a chance meeting with a mysterious man with a metal arm. The tentative building of her relationship with James “Bucky” Barnes is one that will change her life forever. For the better, and the worst.

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Disclaimers:

Canon typical violence, depiction of violence, canon dark themes (including but not limited to sexual harassment and torture but not describing in detail), medical + scientific experimentation (again avoiding detail), smut and sexual themes, romance, swearing, divergence from canon in a lot of places.

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Chapter One: Chance Meetings

Chapter Two: Looking Backwards

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Twenty

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Context:

This fic will play out my interpretation of the story of how James “Bucky” Barnes aka. the Winter Soldier met and became involved with Melissa “Mel” Gold aka. Songbird.

To those who know the name, she is indeed a canon Marvel character yet to appear in the MCU.

Melissa Gold/Songbird is written based off of her appearances in the comics and my own interpretation of her character, she is by no means an accurate depiction of the comic version.

[mishy-mashy]

Just got two guesses about BNHA 425

1) This person is probably the new AFO.

It's mentioned that while big fights are recorded, it's the aftermath that isn't, with a lot of trouble happening there. AFO rose up during those uncertain gaps of time, and right now, the story is going through another period of unease and attempted repair.

Soon after they mention this is how AFO came to be, we see this guy. Maybe it's to do with the idea "A story can't be a story without a villain" or something.

A story about heroes has no big bad villain now. Maybe it's to fill in. Or to continue the trend: a villain will rise up during the period of strife and attempted restoration.

2) This is Endeavor looking at Touya in a hospital room.

I've seen some people talk about how Touya has to be alive, because he was on a stretcher.

When someone is in critical condition, and their situation is extremely delicate, it's possible that patient can be put into an isolated, sterilized room to keep out the germs. Visitors can only view them from beyond a glass wall.

Ex. Yuuki in SAO

A patient with fragile health, that can't move or live without a machine, and is being kept in a sterilized room to prevent infection. Visitors can only view beyond glass.

I know this is me using SAO as a reference, but it's the first image that came to mind about this. Even if she's using some advanced technology to have some semblance of normal consciousness, MHA is advanced enough because of Quirks to still have big machines and ways to help people with Quirk accidents. (Basically, don't defunct this cuz I referenced SAO, but also)

Elemental Quirks are rather common, imo.

Anyway— it looks similar to what's being shaded out.

"The Todoroki family faces..." literally insinuates it's a family issue.

Endeavor said he wasn't going to take his eyes off of Touya. He said he would look straight at him. And if that's Touya in a hospital bed, Endeavor is keeping his promise.

We've also seen with AFO and All Might, and Kurogiri and Present Mic + Aizawa, when villains are in captivity and can only be viewed beyond a pane of glass.

Touya is both someone in need of medical care, and a villain.

[juliaswickcrs]

oops another oc :: vanessa reyes in through the dark ( post tws - tfatws )

Vanessa Reyes was convinced she'd finally made it. Freshly graduated from nursing school with a great job posting in Washington DC, she'd proven to everyone back home that she could be more than the pregnant 18-year-old foster kid from the wrong side of the tracks. But she knows better than to grow too comfortable where she's at. For as long as she could remember Vanessa could never stay in one place for too long. Her adoptive mother would tell her it was simply superstition, born from the New Orleans blood running through her veins, but Vanessa knows better. And when a homeless man stumbles into her clinic bearing a gunshot wound and a metal arm along with multiple traumas, she has the sinking feeling that death is knocking on her door once more. Even after he is discharged, he continues to follow her, a shadow on the wall as he shows up at her work, her house, even her outings with her daughter. She's not entirely sure what he wants, until he speaks her name and tells her he's sorry for the death of her parents. Intrigued and unable to turn down a challenge, Vanessa puts herself directly in the line of sight of what she now knows is the Winter Solider. The very man who took down SHIELD in the first place. She knows it's dangerous, and yet she can't help herself. Call it empathy, curiosity, or just being stubborn, Vanessa decides to take a chance on the 70-year-old fossil, who seems to have just as much knowledge about her as she does about him.

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[kilojulietsierra]

Save Me From Myself - (the Pitt) Masterlist

This series or collection of stories are interconnected, but can be read as standalones if you would like. If you choose to read them in order they are posted in order below. Some stories are still WIP and I do have other the Pitt stories that are not a part of this series if you’re interested!

Send Me An Angel

Dr Jack Abbot x nursewife!OFC Samantha

I Don’t Have A Bestfriend

Dr Robby & Dr Abbot and their ‘not friends’ friendship, mostly banter because I love them (sets up the Dr Robby x Reader fic)

Baby, It’s Alright

Dr Robby x femnurse!reader

The following are blurbs/imagines/headcanons based on asks I’ve received for this series! (Which honestly is really fun so feel free to send more!)

Damned Good Doctor

Dr Abbot & Dr King mentor/protogee

Girls Night Out

Garcia and Walsh are Sam’s GNO girls

They Didn’t Even Book Us…

Dana goes out with the girls, cops show up

Sisters He Never Wanted

Jack loves Garcia and Walsh like sisters, mostly because he has to not because he wants to

[chemzee]

So uh. MelDan ammirite? This (kinda) blew up on Insta and other socmed I use so ig I'mma upload this here too lol

It started as a crackship (and it's still is, I kinda like to jokingly them imagine them pretending to like each other but actually wanting to skin each other alive, a little ooc for both of them, but it's mostly just for fun) but rn I'm exploring the potential ""relationship"" through a more angsty lense.

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[agathabridgerton]

why have travis and akilah go off with kodi just to end up back with the group? i think they'll get out first so then evans johnson who has yet to appear is adult akilah. so some of them stay, others are eaten, and then we've got the cannibal cult from the pilot: misty, shauna, nat, lottie, tai, van, & melissa. that leaves brit, robin, mari, and gen as the remaining deaths but at least it'll be interesting (hopefully). i think hannah is pit girl bc they've got extensive maps, they should know their way around enough to not fall into the pit. but hannah wouldn't, as many have pointed out. we don't know much about brit, robin, and gen so i think their deaths may happen consecutively. maybe as a sacrifice to "appease" the wilderness after travis and akilah escape?