Buy Me Books And Tell Me I’m Pretty

Ohio State Grad, Pittsburgh Girl

[thatfanficstuff]

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[unc-peepaw]

Aged like fine wine 🍷😌

[michaeltrevino]

I love your Twitter presence, it's incredible. You tweeted, "Today I’ve been called a diva, a king, the People’s Princess, a legend, someone’s dad, a teenage girl and a senior citizen."

[thepeacefulgarden]

[gremlininho]

you!!! are!!! not!!! running!!! out!!! of!!! time!!!

it literally doesn’t matter if you’re in your 20s or 30s or 40s or 50s or 60s or 70s or 80s or fucking 90s. if you’re still alive, you literally still have that chance in your hands. don’t let your mind or anyone or anything trick you into thinking otherwise!!!!

[dominowaverly]

hustle me, dada- I’M BEGGING YOU

[pope-codys]

What about a fluffy by the pool meet cute with Andrew “Pope” Cody

"You should just go talk to her." Julia encouraged, even giving Pope's shoulder a little nudge. Pope dropped his eyes from watching you across the pool to the ground, the emotions stirring up in his stomach too overwhelming for him to handle. You were the prettiest girl he'd ever seen, he was sure his heart stopped for a beat when he first saw you. Looking at you was like looking at the sun - dazzling, bright, warm, and dangerous if you stared too long.

"No, she's busy." Pope replied in a mumble, avoiding looking at his sister. Julia rolled her eyes at her brothers shyness.

"C'mon Pope, you think she's cute, take a chance! She's our new neighbour, you have the perfect excuse to introduce yourself." Julia reasoned, trying to get her twin to make a move. Julia glanced back up at you when Pope didn't move a muscle and she saw you holding a sunscreen bottle, looking a little lost. Julia instantly knew what was troubling you and she raised her hand to wave at you through the crowd of teens there for the party.

"Hey neighbour!" You looked across the pool to see Julia already looking at you as she waved you over. Pope's head shot up so fast, his eyes wide as he stared at his sister in a panic while you rounded the pool to the loungers where the twins sat.

"Do you need a hand with your back?" Julia asked and you lit up with appreciation.

"Yes!" You sighed gratefully. "I wanted to be covered before I get in the pool but I don't know anyone here and I felt bad about bothering them."

"No worries, I'd be happy to help. Oh wait! I forgot I need to help Smurf in the kitchen." Alarm bells started going off in Popes head and he almost grabbed Julia by the arm to keep her where she sat. But she was too quick, getting up and out of Pope's reach in a flash.

"My brother Andrew can help you. He's really nice." Julia left quickly, abandoning her brother to his fate. He stared at her as she went, his stomach doing nauseating somersaults, and once she was out of view he finally let his eyes drift up to you.

"Hi," You said with a cheerful smile. You introduced yourself and gingerly passed him the sunscreen bottle. Pope realized there was no way out but through and he turned towards the empty lounger so he could apply the sunscreen. You sat down facing away from him and Pope wasted no time squeezing some of the lotion into his palm and lathering it over the bare skin of your back. He apologized for how cool it was when you jumped a bit and he nervously asked you after a minute about how you liked living in Oceanside. You launched easily into your opinions and experience moving as Pope focused on getting every spot covered.

Pope found himself smiling a bit at your thoughts on how rude tourists seemed to be and how much you liked being near the ocean. Pope quietly told you about a nice spot on the beach a couple streets South and you gave him a lovely smile over your shoulder, which made all of Popes insides melt from the beauty of it, as you thanked him for the information. Pope finished up and passed you back the sunscreen bottle.

"You're really thorough!" You said, complimenting Pope on a job well done.

"Melanoma is really deadly." Pope said in response, spewing a fact as reasoning for his thoroughness. What he really wanted to say was that sunscreen is a great way to protect yourself from melanoma, and he wanted you to be protected because he liked you.

"Thanks, I'll remember that any time I'm feeling lazy about putting sunscreen on." Your reply was genuine and honest, not mocking or sarcastic like Baz might have responded. It made Pope feel good that you heard what he was saying and not only were you not brushing him off, you were thankful for the tidbit of information.

"It's actually more effective if you put it on 15 minutes before you're out in the sun." Pope added, feeling embolden to continue telling facts.

"Oh," You said a little seriously. "Should I have put it on inside then?"

"That's usually best, but you could sit in the shade for a bit instead." You looked around for some shade and spotted a strip to your right but there wasn't any seating. You made an off hand comment about it and Pope stood immediately to push your lounger, with you on it, into the shade.

"Woah, thanks Andrew!" You gave him a great big smile and he felt so elated he could have jumped over the house in a single leap. "Will you pull your chair over too? So you can keep me company?" Pope could have jumped to the moon in that moment. You wanted to spend more time with him!

Pope lifted his chair over, the feat easy for him thanks to all the weightlifting he did, and he sat down right next to you to keep talking. You sat back in the lounger and the two of you launched into a long discussion about how Pope knew so many facts, which led to him confessing that he watched lots of documentaries and you asked if he'd seen the one about blue whales.

And by the time the pool party was over, you realized you hadn't gone in the water at all, and you didn't mind one bit.

[rr-after-dark]

we can all agree this is park the shark's body type right

like hes not skinny fit or show muscular hes built like a fridge

[bookbombshell]

Agreed! I recently found out that the actor actually played some college football. So he would, in fact, be built like the world’s sexiest fridge. 😍🏈🏟️

[pope-codys]

Happy Blog Anniversary!

May I request Brett Richard’s at a lakeside cabin for a celebration

Please and thank you!

Brett was sitting on the deck waiting for the grill to get to temperature for lunch when you snuck up behind him. You leaned around his chair and kissed him, your hand with your new engagement ring holding onto his shoulder for stability. Brett smiled easily into the kiss and tugged you around the chair to pull you into his lap. You straddled his lap and held his face in your hands, watching as he gazed happily up at you. The shine of the diamond on your finger caught your attention again as it shone in the sunlight.

Brett had proposed to you earlier in the week and it had come as a complete surprise. You’d jumped up and down in excitement the moment you saw him kneeling on one knee in front of you and he’d barely got his speech out before you were shouting ‘yes!’ and tackling him to the ground. Honestly it was a miracle Brett hadn’t dropped the ring in all the commotion.

Then he surprised you again with a vacation planned at his small lakeside cabin further North. In the days leading up to your arrival at the cabin, you’d started feeling weird and out of sorts, mostly nauseous when you woke up and more lethargic in the afternoons. You tried to attribute it to excitement about your engagement because you’d be damned if you got sick right before this wonderful trip your fiancé planned. But when you hit the third day of nausea in a row, a tiny voice in the back of your brain hinted that it might not be the flu and that you might want to take a trip to the store for a specific kind of test.

Naturally, the test was positive and now you were staring down a wedding and a pregnancy.

“This trip was a lovely surprise, have I thanked you enough for it yet?” You asked, your fingertips playing with the short grey curls at the nape of his neck.

“You don’t need to thank me, this is just a preview of what life is going to be like now.” Brett replied, smiling proudly.

“Oh? Lots of spontaneous trips and fun?” You asked which had Brett nodding. “Well, I’d hate to throw a wrench in those plans but…” You reached into the pocket of the sweater you were wearing, which actually belonged to Brett from his Fire Academy days, as he stared at you with furrowed brows. You retrieved the positive pregnancy test and held it up for him to see. You watched with glee as his expression transformed from quizzical to shocked to joyful, his smile lighting up his whole face.

“Really?” He asked as he sat up straighter and wrapped his hands around your back. You nodded, your lip bitten between your teeth as you tried to contain your excitement. Brett surged forward and kissed you, swallowing your laughter as he poured all his happiness into the press of his lips to yours. When he pulled back he held your hips, a look of realization crossing his face.

“Oh I’m going to have to make a grocery run for you. I have some teas and smoothies I can make for you. Are you having any morning sickness? Any cravings?” You gently patted Brett’s chest to get him to slow down as you laughed lightly at his enthusiasm.

“Maybe let’s just start with lunch and then go from there.”

[voidsagent]

he looks so cutesy & happy & overwhelmed, i love him so much !! 😭🫶🏻

[bookbombshell]

I’m so happy for him. ❤️

[strangegirl26sff]

John Wells loves to see Shawn Hatosy Shirtless

+ his back

[bookbombshell]

I mean, we do too though 😍

[neverendingdreamers]

I wonder if Charlie Reid fluff fics will ever be written lmao

[bookbombshell]

Agreed. This needs to happen

[bookbombshell]

I’m sure there’s one out there somewhere, but has anyone done, or made, a personality quiz that pairs you with one of Shawn’s characters? Can someone send me the links? Please and thank you!

[narutwitter]

[bookravager]

I think I was put on this earth to read good books but unfortunately I have to be "employed" to "live"

[showgirlshawn]

Hey girl! 😃 I got another idea for a fic if you’re interested. I’m imagining reader is a reporter for the local Pittsburgh News station. She ends up at The PTMC ED when she gets hurt while covering a story. She’s the talk of The Pitt since they all know her from TV. Maybe Mel asks for her autograph because her sister Becca is a fan. I’m thinking Love at First sight when reader and Dr. Abbot meet when he comes in to treat her.

Hope you like it!

Everything You Want.

Jack Abbot x female news anchor!reader

Notes/warnings: fun fact before I went into education I was an English major because I wanted to be a sports journalist 😆. LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT JACK ABBOT and very smitten reader. Reader is mentioned as having a small bee tattoo on her leg just like me. Allusions to smut because I’m horny. One quick mention of male masturbation. One hot breeding kink line courtesy of @atlaslapis. Jack being so down bad he breaks HIPPA. I had a blast writing this & as always I’m sorry it took so long. First time writing for Abbot so go easy on me.

“I don’t need to go to the emergency room, this is ridiculous,” you said as you winced, grabbing your ankle.

“And you can’t even give me sass without being in pain. You’re going, honeybee,” your best friend and camera man, Curtis said as they loaded you in the ambulance. “Wait! Can you guys hold so I can get a shot?” He asked sarcastically.

“Curtis!” you hissed at him.

“Pittsburgh’s Top News Anchor was injured doing hurtles while interviewing high school athletes,” Curtis said as he laughed and jumped in the back of the ambulance with you. “What were you thinking trying to jump hurtles anyways? It’s not like you’re in high school anymore, honeybee.”

“I don’t think I could have jumped them in high school,” you said with a laugh.

“Exactly! So what made you think you could magically do them now?”

You shrugged. “Thought it would look good for the camera.”

“Yeah and now there’s gonna be people saying Pittsburgh’s top journalist is Pittsburgh’s bottom journalist.”

You playfully smacked Curtis. “Stop! Don’t remind me it was on live tv! I’m so embarrassed!”

“Yeah? Well hopefully when it goes viral it will help with ratings.”

You laughed, and then winced in pain, as you pulled up to the hospital, “I hate you so much.”

“Got an MVA coming in with possible internal bleeding” Dana called out, as Robby and Jack finished hand off.

“Okay, I’ll -“

Dana cut Robby off as she spoke, “and a young woman with a possible broken ankle from a fall.”

“Okay. I’ll take the MVA, give Mel the broken ankle,” Robby ordered.

“And I’ll stay incase anything else comes in for awhile,” Jack offered.

“Thanks brother,” Robby said, as he patted Jack on the back and walked to meet the ambulance for the traumas.

The EMTs unloaded you from the ambulance, with Curtis right behind you.

The EMTs were giving Mel your name and age, along with the rundown of your condition.

"Hi, I'm Dr. Mel King I'll be examining your ankle today. Can you tell me your pain level?"

"Right now, it's a 7, when I was standing on it, it was a 10," you said. After hearing your voice, Mel turned towards you.

“OH MY GOD, it’s you! Pittsburgh’s Top News Anchor!” Mel exclaimed, causing you to blush, as she started examining your ankle.

“Aw look, you got a fan, honeybee,” Curtis said.

“My sister and I watch you everyday,” Mel exclaimed excitedly.

You smiled and started to blush, as Mel continued to speak. "She likes the way you report the news. She says you have enthusiasm - her words, not mine," Mel said as she continued to examine your ankle.

"Ow Ow Ow!" you screamed in pain.

"Not that I don't think you're enthusiastic, just that's what she-"

"No! Right there. That's where the pain is," you screamed, as Curtis laughed.

"Right over the honeybee," he said, as he reached for your hand.

You gladly took it, and squeezed as Mel finished her exam. "We are going to need an x-ray to see if it's broken, and if it needs surgery," she said.

"I could need surgery?" you asked worriedly.

"It's a possibility, yes," Mel said.

"Hello, I'm Dr. Abbot. Dr. King, what do you -" Jack forgot how to speak when he turned around and looked at you for the first time.

Mel introduced you to Dr. Abbot as she started presenting her case.

The words Mel were speaking died in the air as Jack Abbot was lost in your beauty. All he could think of was how you'd be what was on his mind when he jacked off in the shower as soon as he got home.

"She's also Pittsburgh's Top News Anchor. Becca and I watch her every day," Mel said, as she turned her attention back to you, "I'm sorry, but can I have your autograph for my sister?"

“Yeah of course,” you said. You looked up to see the handsome doctor who had entered your room moments before still staring at you.

“Here to transport the patient to x-ray,” the technician said as they entered your room.

As you were transported to x-ray, Jack still stood there.

“Uh Dr. Abbot?” Mel asked.

“Yeah?” He said, pulling himself out of his thoughts about you.

“Are you okay? You’re just … standing there.”

“Fine kid,” Jack said as he walked away, trying to think of an excuse to stay longer just to see you longer.

“Okay, you are all set to be discharged,” Mel said, as she went over your paperwork.

“Thank you so much, Dr. King,” you said.

“Not a problem, I hope to see you back on the news soon,” Mel said.

“You said your sister is a fan?” You asked.

“Yes. She loves to watch you.”

“How about when I’m back on my feet, you bring her by the studio? I can give her a tour, the whole shebang?” You suggested.

“Oh my gosh! She would love that! You are too kind, thank you so much!”

“Not a problem,” you said as you began to look around.

“Are you looking for something?” Mel asked.

You blushed. You didn’t want to admit you were looking for the attractive, older, doctor you saw earlier. “No. All good.” You smiled.

Mel nodded as you began to walk out on the splint they had put on your ankle.

“Thanks for staying and helping with that trauma, brother,” Robby said as he and Jack walked out of trauma 2.

“Not a problem,” Jack said as his eyes drifted towards your now empty room. “No,” he whispered to himself as he saw Mel walking towards central.

“Hey, your patient in 4,” Jack started to say.

“Oh. She got discharged,” Mel said like it was no big deal.

It wasn’t a big deal - it shouldn’t have been a big deal. But to Jack Abbot, it was the end of the world.

“She WHAT?” Jack snapped as he snatched the iPad out of Robby’s hand.

Robby shook his head and laughed as Jack continued to look for your chart.

“Did I do something wrong?” Mel asked.

“No,” Robby said, “Abbot just had a little crush on her.”

Jack glared at Robby as he pulled out his phone and began typing on it. “Don’t you have patients, Robinavitch?”

“Ouch, calling me Robinavitch. That hurt, brother,” Robby said as he imitated being stabbed.

“Break it up. Got a code stemi coming in,” Dana said.

“Alright, you’re with me, Dr. King,” Robby said, as he looked at Jack.

“You good?” He asked.

“Fine,” Jack huffed as he set the iPad down. “I’m getting out of here.”

“And going to her-“

“ROBBY!” Dana’s voice rang through the ER before Robby could finish his sentence.

“Don’t worry, I didn’t and won’t do anything you wouldn’t,” Jack said as him and Robby walked off in different directions.

Jack Abbott stood outside your house. “This is stupid,” he mumbled to himself. “Get it together, Jack.”

He walked up to your door, and rang the doorbell. He heard you groan from inside as you got up and opened the door.

“I thought I said leave it at the door!” You said as you swung the door open, and saw the attractive doctor from earlier.

Your jaw could have dropped to the floor as you spoke. “Dr. Abbot?” You asked confused. “Sorry I thought you were the doordash guy who doesn’t read the instructions,” you said. “What are you doing here?”

“Yeah, I, uh,” Jack tried to think of an excuse for showing up at your door besides the fact he wanted to be inside you. “I didn’t get to say goodbye.”

“You barely said hello,” you said as you laughed.

“Yeah sorry I gotta pulled into a trauma and u, yeah I’m sorry,” Jack said as he smiled. “So. Hello.”

You felt your cheeks heat up. There’s no way he felt the same about you. “Did you need someone, Dr. Abbot? Did you want an autograph or something? Do you want to come with Dr. King and her sister when they tour they-“

Jack was confused by your sudden change. “It’s Jack, please, and no, that’s not why I came by.”

“Jack? Do you have all your patients call you by your first name?”

“You aren’t technically my patient,” Jack said with a smile. “And only the cute ones.”

“Cute, huh,” you said as you looked away, trying to hide your face. “Is that why you came by?”

Jack smirked and shook his head. “I want to do this right. I don’t just wanna-“

Jack looked back up at you, the prettiest woman he had ever seen. “Get breakfast with me?”

You looked at him, shocked. “I would but, uh,” you motioned behind him.

Jack turned around.

“I’m here with your order,” the dasher said as he held up the bag.

“I can take it,” Jack said as he took the bag from the man.

When he left, it left you and Jack alone.

“If you like breakfast burritos, you can come split them with me,” you said as you moved to the side, allowing Jack to enter your home.

ONE WEEK LATER.

“Wait. So you’re telling me that while I was stuck on a farm in the middle of who fucking knows Nebraska with Huckleberry, Pittsburgh’s top news anchor was here?” Trinity said to Victoria and Mel, as she caught up on the latest hospital gossip.

“Yeah, she was so nice,” Victoria said.

“Ugh. I miss all the excitement,” Trinity said.

“She offered to give Becca and I a tour of the studio.”

“Now that’s a party I’m crashing,” Trinity said as she laughed.

“Oh, okay, yeah, I guess that’s fine,” Mel said as her eyes darted towards the ambulance bay entrance, and saw you walking in. “She’s back.”

Mel began walking towards you. You were holding a plate of cookies.

“Hey, what are you doing here baby?” Jack said as he and Robby rounded the corner, finishing hand off.

“Brought in some cookies for day shift, as a thank you.”

“My cookies?” Jack asked as he took the plate from you.

“Don’t worry, I made you a fresh batch after you left last night,” you said as you noticed Mel walking towards you.

“Shocked you could walk to do that after how I left you,” Jack whispered in your ear.

“Oh hi. Dr. King!” You said as you pulled away from Jack.

“Hi, uh, is everything okay?” Mel asked.

“Yes I made some cookies for the staff,” you as you glared at Jack and took the plate from him. “As a thank you for everything you did last week.”

You handed Mel the plate. “Thank you. That was so sweet. I will go put them in the lounge. Thank you again.”

You nodded as she walked off.

“Gonna go get my bag, and we can get out of here,” Jack said as he walked away.

“Ah, if it isn’t Pittsburgh’s top new anchor,” Robby said as he walked up next to you.

“Hey, Robby,” you said “How’s your girl?”

“Oh she’s fine, thanks for asking. Loves that you’re with Jack - hopefully we can do that double date thing again.”

You nodded. “I’d like that. Tell her I’ll see her at lunch tomorrow.”

“Will do,” Robby said as he started to walk away. “Good to see you,” he yelled over his shoulder.

“Oh my god. Wait. Aren’t you Pittsburgh’s top news anchor?” Trinity asked as she walked up to you.

“That would be me, yes.”

“Oh my gosh I’m such a huge-“

“Santos!” Robby yelled, “need you in the bay with me, incoming trauma.”

Trinity sighed. “Right right,” she said.

“You said you were a fan?”

“Yeah,” Trinity admitted.

“Tell you what? Come with Dr. King and her sister on the studio tour. If that time doesn’t work for you, both Robby and Jack have my number, we can find a time.”

“Wow really?”

You nodded, as Trinity ran out into the bay and Jack walked up behind you.

“You ready?” Jack called out.

“Absolutely,” you said as the two of your hands fit together like a puzzle piece. You walked out the ambulance bay doors and waved by to Robby.

“Wait. So Abbot and the news anchor…” Trinity said.

“What about them?” Robby said with a smirk.

Oh. Princess and Perlah were going to love this. Trinity thought.

As you walked with Jack, you could feel him staring at you. When you looked at him, he smirked.

“What?” You asked with a laugh.

“Can’t I look at my beautiful girlfriend?” Jack asked.

“Not when you look like you’re gonna take a bite out of me at any moment…not that I’d mind,” you said.

“I’m just thinking of how I’m going to give you a different title when we get home,” Jack said as he opened the truck door for you.

“Yeah? And what’s that?” You asked as you got into the truck.

“Pittsburgh’s top breedable reader,” Jack said as he shut the door.

Oh this drive home couldn’t be over quick enough.

[freakyolivelady]

computa make my mutuals have a great day