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mosertone

#queen shit

starofhisheart

Happy pride to those 5 seconds where Charlie Swan thought Jacob was coming out to him in the most insane way possible

#lol

sophsun1

The X-Files – 3.19; Hell Money

#they were flirting like this on the fbi's dime!#the x files

userarmand

louis and armand watching lestat's recordings go up in flames

#interview with the vampire

fitz-skimmons

Monica Barbaro as Madame de Tourvel in National Theatre's Les Liaisons Dangereuses (2026)

#monica barbaro

slayerbuffy

I've gone. Not one for goodbyes, I thought it best to slip out quietly. Love to you all, Giles.

Rest in peace, Anthony Stewart Head (1954 – 2026)

#btvs #rip

macden

I never had a best friend. So, I just relied more and more on the Little Debbies, and it was as much for me as it was for them. But then I met you. And I didn’t need them so much anymore. Well, makes sense. I’m your number one fan.

#hacks

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fic: some potential in the actuality The Pitt (Abbot/Walsh; E)

"Generally speaking, when two people have been spending time together recreationally for months, often with little to no clothes on, it is not outside the realm of possibility that they'd be each other's plus ones to events." (Or: the one where one drunk marriage of inconvenience leads to many, many more inconveniences.)

I. "So if EMS brought me into The Pitt because I collapsed at the farmer's market—" "I'd collapse if you ever got near a farmer's market," Abbot snickers. Walsh ignores that to continue, "You'd let a resident and a med student practice their H's and T's on me?" "So you can tell people afterwards that we're only together because the oxygen deprivation gave you brain damage? Absolutely not! I'd be in the ambulance coding you before they even got you off the rig." Which, she supposes, is as close to a definition of romance as Jack Abbot is ever going to get.

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II. Walsh tries to keep a slightly breathless commentary going about how Newsies Jack might give Abbot a run for his money. Jack frowns. "Don't love that. I want to be your favorite Jack." "If you feel threatened by the very dreamy protagonist of a Disney musical from the 90s, do something to prove me wrong."

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III. "You're on speaker so try not to say anything about wanting to ravish me," Abbot warns. "Throttle you," Walsh corrects without missing a beat.

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IV. There is still time for him to follow the exit strategy that Walsh is offering him. But one look at Abbot and she's transported back to every frustrating consult she's ever had in the ER that has resulted in them butting heads because she was trying to be logical while he was already making an ill-advised incision that worked in a dream he once had.

#marriage of inconvenience to co-existence of even more inconvenience pipeline #the pitt #abbot x walsh #*#fic